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Post Chatter Silence ☆
Context - Silence in between small talk is a happening that's gifted upon acquaintance upon acquaintance. Due to hesitation between topics similar to a sailboat with no wind— a boat with no motor is a raft. How would you and your 'acquaintance' handle the unspoken moment that is transitional silence?
Characters - Wolfgang Akire, Grace Madison, Ulysses Wilhelm, Mark 'Mayhem' Berskii
Warnings - none
A/N - Mb if Grace is OOC, I liked her writing better during chap 0 so i based it off that. Idk why... don't come @ me but chap 0 Grace on top!!!
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[🐑] Wolfgang Akire -
Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.
Chatter becomes a temporary solution towards lull. Even so, you attempted to initiate chit-chat with the Ultimate Lawyer. It feels reckless to construct such casual words in the presence of a very prestigious man. However, his soft spoken nature churned the mood to a sensual lightheartedness. Imbuing it with a warm and intimate stimuli that made you feel strange.
Butterflies — that's the scientific term to describe that tingling feeling in your gut when he'd respond to your little inquiries. Despite the guarantee of him having these types of discussions an uncountable amount of times— He made the current one you both reciprocated feel special.
His replies would always feel thoughtful. It was never generic or vague, the responses were made for *you*. His words were a gentle reminder that your sentences were invaluable. You wonder if everybody felt this way when he'd commence a conversation like this, or if this was something special.
The exchange dissolved into an unresolved mute. Just as you expected. Although, it didn't feel uncomfortable, definitely not the quiet you dread. In fact, the silence was welcoming. As though you shouldn't feel burdened by the lack of reaction, instead you should let go of the interaction.
The mute stretched between you both. Unbroken until Wolfgang glances back at you.
"You're pleasant to chat with, Ms/Mx/Mr [Surname]." His smooth voice is soft yet so determined.
A spark in his eyes spoke for himself, the glimmer told you what his words did not:
He'd love to talk again.
[🐰] Grace Madison -
Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.
Striking a chat with *the* Ultimate Golfer was a gamble. Disclose something mindless or uncultural you would get met with a verbal bash to the face. Yet, despite the topic being surrounded regarding the unbelievably difficult industry— you still got a marvelous chuckle having a chat with her.
It's challenging for you to commit a reply to Grace. She's so swift and unstoppable with her words, a few drops of your head giving her a nod is enough signal to let her continue her harsh sentences.
"...So, what about you?" Her question was like she crafted a new full-stop to the conversation.
The unexpected question caught you off-guard. Unsure of what to respond with. What could you say? Did you have any struggle regarding the industry? You gifted yourself a halt to brainstorm her question. Eventually, enough thoughts form a coherent feedback.
For the first time, you had the freedom to express how you felt. But your nervousness got the best of you— desaturating your sentence to a more anticlimactic anecdote.
"Exactly what I expect! We both can't catch a break, can we?" You felt a thrilling astonishment bubble within you. Grace relates! Her engaging comment ignited a conclusion in you:
She cared for your input.
With that, the noise withdrawal. Leaving you both in a silent trance. You expect for it to be broken by one of her lines, but no attempt was made to do so. Rather, you both sat in the basking lull. Still, you expect her to strike, like a pounce from a predator to a prey. You never expected such a sentence—
"You know what? You're pretty sensible."
That was the nicest thing she had ever said.
[🦉] Ulysses Wilhelm -
Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.
You found yourself having a conversation with none other than the insomniac Ultimate Historian. It was a rare privilege, like conversing with a living history book in front of you. Every single word that escaped your mouth was a scribble etched to the pages of his journal. It was a natural habit for him to record his entire daily interactions, however it gave him no time to give you full responses.
Your conversation unfolded on a superficial level. Yet, Ulysses paid extreme attention to what you have to input to the casual talk, making it feel as if it's more significant.
The conversation traveled at a comfortable pace. You both— or rather you only— is now on the subject of your recent accomplishments that earned you a place at the academy. As the explanation spilled out of your mouth, similar to what you rehearsed to what to tell friends and relatives; Ulysses spoke up, pausing his quill equipped hand.
He revises his notes, the silence overpowering the moment. You felt still. It was such a contrast from how much you talked about and now suddenly you were quiet. The silence was obvious, the words no longer formed in your mouth. You felt burdened from chattering too much, you fear it etched a high-ego image on your person.
"Would you please elaborate on the event part? I'd love to know more." A spark of interest glittered his steady, indifferent tone.
As each word came to be his question. It felt like your talent was renewed and celebrated in a different perspective. He wanted you to clarify further!
You continued your explanation, offering him the vivid details of how your contributions during this 'event' came to be. As you finished up your story, he seemed to still be jotting down the specifics of your anecdote.
He lets out a yawn as he deliberately dotted the tip of the quill onto the parchment insinuating a period.
"That was interesting." He briefly commented.
[🐊] Mark 'Mayhem' Berskii
Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.
It's an ambitious challenge to converse with the Ultimate Music Producer. To say the least, he's extremely aloof, nearly impossible to approach. His distant demeanour made him tough to converse with. However, it's difficult to imagine how you even got into this situation.
Small talk was futile. Idle chats didn't work on Mark. He did not seem to be fazed by anything you attempted to say to spark up a chat between you both— you'd always be met with an unyielding silence.
Finally, you take matters into your own hands and start to introduce yourself.
Mark didn't seem too interested by your rant, your efforts seemed to be brushed off the more you tried. The only responses are stares— glares, in fact. It's obviously shown that he limits his interactions as much as possible.
You said one last conversation starter. He just gave you a small nod. The bare minimum of a response.
A heavy sigh escaped you. You aren't irritated, rather tired. At least you tried, a nod from Mark Berskii himself? That's well enough for you.
You continued with a subtle end to the conversation, not wanting to push him further. Probably for the best, but you didn't feel too pleased.
"What's your talent again?"
His voice was just as aloof as he is. There was no insinuation of welcome, but you'd gladly answer.
It was hard to believe that was Mark. A small humble smile graces your face as you respond with your talent.
A sentence from Mark Berskii himself? That's surely something worth celebrating!
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Observing ☆
Context - Eyes don't lie. Certainly not theirs. Here, we unravel what's behind them. Eyes are the window to the soul after all. So how would their glances and glares feel?
Characters - Jing Yuan,Blade, Dr Ratio, Gepard, Aventurine
Warnings - none
A/N - first writing.
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[景元] Jing Yuan -
Being under the general’s glare felt like a small stroke of lightning anytime his eyes fell on you.
The shock was gentle though. A shock that made you feel alive—a shock that kicked off your heartrate to rapid speeds. His eyes would always leave your heart pounding from how gentle his glances were.
It was almost comforting in a way. You always feel your cheeks flush every time. No matter how used to it you get, you can never comprehend the warm emotion that simmers deep within your heart.
On his end, his attention is always directed towards those who have caught his attention. Birds, Starskriffs, and maybe… You?
You, being the most memorable moment of his day.
Jing Yuan carries recollections of many amber eras. Everyday, he doesn’t notice himself getting older, however, days to him are desaturated in speciality. All he acknowledges is his duty as general.
But ever since you, everyday was like a blessing. He wished that days would travel at a hindered pace, just so he could look at your person again. Though conversation was rare, those glimpses at you were without a doubt the highlight of his days.
As you passed by him, you found his head following your direction. You lifted your hand to give the general a wave.
“Pleasant to see you [name].” That was relieving to say.
[刃] Blade -
He doesn’t know why he does it. He doesn’t feel like this, he never does.
But why does he keep looking back? Looking again, and again?
Blade has never reached out for an answer why, he’d much rather not ask. He’d just stare, like always.
Blade’s stares are cold. Your spine would go erect anytime you feel him eyeballing you.
You weren’t scared of course—there’s no act of maliciousness behind his crimson eyes. But rather, the word to describe your feeling would be intimidation.
Fear doesn’t overcome you, but his glare was so intense. It felt like a piercing blow to the chest. You had no complaints, because he would always look away when you catch him staring.
But you always know from your peripheral, that Blade’s eyes never abandon you as long as you don’t reciprocate the act. Maybe one day, his eyes would meet yours.
Blade crosses his arms, his mighty sword tightly gripped within the confinements of his fists. His head tilted downwards, it’s not like he has much to see anyways. His surroundings were deafening, he only observed his own being. How he can breathe when he takes up a flush of air with his nose. It’s like living.
But nothing comes close to ever making him feel more alive than being observant. Observing you.
Just a few system hours ago, he found himself looking… again. It’s always you. Never Kafka, Silverwolf, Firefly, or even Elio can drag his irises along like you do.
“Blade, time to go,” He heard Silverwolf call for him.
He must’ve been too submerged in his thoughts.
[真理医生] Dr Ratio -
Veritas Ratio was a piece of work. Brimming with knowledge and practically unparalleled in academics. So how come he catches himself eyeing you?
He doesn’t have time for such trivial matters; the doctor has more crucial things to focus on
However, it always comes back to you. He doesn’t even realise, but when he does, he internally scolds himself.
How his maroon eyes would stalk you, absorbing every miniscule detail about you. Any differences from the day before, he’d notice.
Oh, you’re missing that accessory you’d usually wear. Your facial features seemed more captivating today. In fact it seems that way now since he’s finally paying attention.
To you, the doctor’s stares were strict. It made you feel tingly, making you stiffen your spine on instinct or even walking differently. It’s as if you were being inspected thoroughly.
Another exhausting day finally came to an end. His usual routine, finding himself in front of his large bathtub. He stripped himself of his clothing and immersed himself in the waters beneath him. He let out a small sigh, he needed this.
Veritas was deep in thought. He simmered in the warm water, he thought about you. He remembered how you dressed today, but it seems as though you look more exceptional everyday.
Observing you became somewhat of a cycle he has gotten used to, taking mental notes after every look. But obviously it didn’t matter to him, it’s all a part of his nature to inspect things after all—or atleast, that’s what he tells himself.
[杰帕德] Gepard -
The Captain of the Silvermane Guards, a title he upholds dearly. Never once he lets his emotions get to him, staining his reputation when it comes to the military.
However, recently, some of his comrades have noticed Gepard covering less ground when it comes to patrolling.
He was always told to not overthink, to stay true to himself, but he never realised how often his gaze lingers on you.
His glances were quick when you’re aware, however, whenever you turn your back to him, his eyes linger a little longer. He looks at you with so much admiration, it’s innocent, he would question why, but all those inquiries would be muted by the sensation of adoration.
Gepard’s glare would boil a proud sensation in you. You notice how he looks, he isn’t very experienced in hiding it. You find it amusing the captain would find you so tranquil that he would pay more attention to you than patrolling.
Gepard stood firm and tall as he walked around the city. He found an abundance of citizens moving around town. He’s glad that the stellaron crisis was over, it made his job a bit easier with the fragmentum.
In the density of the crowd, with every person roaming and going on with their lives, he found you.
You caught his eye again.
How does this keep happening? He froze. The sight of you alone kept his heart rate surging, it was abnormal. His lips parted and slowly cracked into a subtle smile.
It’s good to see you today.
[砂金] Aventurine -
Nobody would ever expect the lucky risk taker of the IPC to have so much interest in someone else.
Usually, his ordeals would leave him to abandon the other party. Although his interest in you appears to be a wonderful exception from all others.
He had always had a keen eye for people. Most people being those deemed as ‘business’ to him. Subsequently, he finds you intriguing, but not in a professional way. Rather he took his own interest to you.
His unique eyes were sharp and enthralling, leaving anybody on edge when he peered, especially with his lips curved into a wide smile. He can’t blame himself, you were so entertaining.
Every little action that you’d commit would be under watch of Aventurine. Those contrasting eyes with his dark, sharp pupils made movement impossible to follow. It’d make you freeze, stumble, and stupefy anytime you’d catch him eyeing you.
He doesn’t hide it either, he isn’t ashamed. Why would he be?
Business has been accomplished, another risky negotiation in favour of him. With that success out of the way, he can finally rest with that achievement in mind.
He wonders, will he ever feel so obliged to watch over someone again? Was it out of concern? Interest? Or something more? He watches as you stand there, minding your own business. His irises locked onto your person. His smile grew a bit wider, he felt amused. It’s ridiculous how you can conquer his attention with leisure, he almost felt sorry for himself for being so helpless, but that would be impossible.
Regardless, having you under his vision was enough for him, he doesn’t expect you to take the time to notice it, rather that would be a miracle.
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[ Honkai: Star Rail Masterlist ☆ ]
• OBSERVING - How HSR men observe you [ Jing Yuan, Blade, Dr Ratio, Gepard, Aventurine ]
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[ PROJECT: Eden's Garden Masterlist ☆ ]
• POST CHATTER SILENCE - the quietness of small talk [ Wolfgang, Grace, Ulysses, Mark ]
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