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[ephemeral--dreams]

Making you cry during a fight (2) - Scaramouche, Yae, Kaeya

Okay guys here you go never ask me for anything ever again /j

(part 1)

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Scaramouche

There's a sort of deep, instinctive fear that takes root inside the place where a heart would be, as he watches tears fall after a few too-harsh words. 

He's hurt you. He's been careless, he's been too difficult, too much - and it's going to drive you away. You're going to abandon him because of this incident, surely. Why would you stay with someone who makes you cry? 

It's… it's not a feeling he's dealt with for many years. The fear of being left. He has not allowed anyone to get close enough to him to have any concern over whether they're around or not. Scaramouche had learned his lesson about getting attached and having emotion, after all. He had spat out whatever  bitter words he pleased and felt nothing when he upset anyone he spoke to.

But those days are past, and while that's a good thing in many ways, right now it feels anything but. 

"I-"

"Sorry. I shouldn't be crying," the way you apologize as if you're the one in the wrong stabs right through him. You're the one crying, yet he is being wounded just as much. It's an awful thing, caring. "Just. Just give me a moment…"

Scaramouche hesitates. He's paralyzed, caught up in the idea that anything he does or says may make things worse. But what wins out is the idea of fixing it, fixing things before you give up on him—

"Stop it. You shouldn't be the one saying sorry here. I shouldn't have said that to you, alright? You should know better than to take everything I say so seriously, honestly, I-" he sighs, irritated with himself more than you, before pulling you into his embrace. You don't pull away. Good. Maybe he hasn't entirely fucked things up. "...I didn't mean it. Sorry."

Yae

Yae Miko is not the sort of person who yells during a fight. Or at any time, really. So that hadn't been at all what had happened during your little conflict. 

Rather, her words were pointed to hit where it hurt, an attempt to shut down whatever silly human nonsense you thought was worth causing a riot over. Problems came and went, and most weren't nearly as important as they may seem in the moment. Living many years had led her to this conclusion. She was a busy woman who had little interest in wasting her time arguing. 

...Calculating and perhaps dismissive she may be, but she isn't cold. Yae still very much has a heart, and it skips a beat when she realizes you're nowhere to be found at the usual time she would meet with you after finishing her shrine duties. Surely you weren't that upset over it all, right? 

No, you couldn't be still lingering on the issue hours later… 

Well, you could. Others were far more sensitive to these things, a fact she often forgot. Yae should know better. Isn't she used to highly emotional people, after all? At least your tantrums weren't going to practically destroy the nation…

She finds you at the foot of the mountain, sitting and idly staring into the distance. The tear tracks on your face are all too telling. 

Yae is not above realizing when she has done something wrong. Though she's also not one to openly apologize. She doesn't do much of anything openly. 

"You don't listen to me," you tell her. 

"Well, I'll try to listen more, then. Is that satisfactory?" She offers a hand to you. You wait a moment before taking it, allowing her to pull you up. "Just remember to consider my side of things as well. We can work on it… But let's not linger on this too long. Time is fleeting for mortals like you, hm?"

Kaeya

Kaeya is excellent at one thing - avoidance. In fact, he's been successfully avoiding you ever since your fight a couple of days ago. It's easier to simply wait until you've both cooled off. 

That's what he tells himself. It's certainly not  that the fight made him feel anxious. He's not running away from his problems, of course not.

(He's lying to himself. One wrong word and you'll leave. He knows that. It's bad enough that you had an argument, archons forbid he confronts you and it's the last straw.)

So Kaeya carefully stays out of your way, doesn't speak to you, doesn't let you catch sight of him. He'll have to deal with things eventually, he knows, but… Until then, he's content to keep things this way. Four days in you finally seek him out yourself, looking exhausted and absolutely miserable. 

"Can we- can we stop fighting? You're right, I'm wrong, all that-" He can only watch as you start breaking down in front of him, a cold, sinking feeling of guilt settling in. "...Just stop ignoring me, please?"

His life has been filled with bad decisions - it seems that he's made yet another, by avoiding you so long. Now Kaeya is faced with your tears as you practically beg for his attention. It's quite the opposite of what he intended. He reaches a careful hand to brush them away. "Shh, shh. No more, alright?"

You sniffle, looking up at him. "You're not mad at me?"

"Of course not, sweetheart. I never was. We can talk about it later, okay? Let me make you feel better."

[lizardkingeliot]

Know only this, mon cher, you are the only being I trust, and whom I love, above and beyond myself.

[aingeal98]

The way Orv will dangle the basic premise in front of you like a set of keys and have you going "Ha! So Joonghyuk is the novel's protagonist but Dokja is OUR main character." and you're so busy enjoying that layer of meta text that you don't notice their other hand winding up the Han Sooyoung hammer to whack you with.

[babybluey]

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[heich0e]

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[potato-lord-but-not]

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[dyingfad]

Mononoke (2007) Bakeneko arc

[bellamyblcke]

james s.a. corey kinda popped off with naomi nagata i’m not going to lie. character of all time i might even say. the smartest saddest most capable most foolish most compassionate most idealistic most heartbroken fail queen of all time one could argue.

[c-rowlesdraws]

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[ephemeral--dreams]

Working late - DoA

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Sigma 

It was late in the evening when he left the casino floor to return to his office. What he'd like was to simply pass out in bed, but there was still work to be done. As always. It was tiring, but it was part of what came with maintaining the casino - his home - so he didn't usually mind.

Sigma entered, only to pause when he found you curled up asleep on the sofa. Ironic that he'd put it there for when he needed to take power naps, yet it found more use from you now. That was the one thing that troubled him. He was so busy that he couldn't spend as much time with you as he wanted to… You had carved out a space for yourself regardless, quietly keeping him company while he did paperwork, or making sure he'd eaten, or watching over the casino when he was absent for DoA matters. But that didn't erase the guilt when he saw you laying there, when you could've both been comfortably in bed together instead…

You were really much too forgiving. Sigma was surprised you hadn't left him by now.

Still, he didn't want to wake you up. You probably needed the sleep… He settled for draping a blanket over you before moving to his desk, silent as he worked into the night.

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………Only to awaken hours later to your eyes meeting his. When had he passed out? Ah, he shouldn't have done that, he had so much to do… 

"Hey. Why don't we move to the bedroom?"

"No, no, I'm not done-"

"You're not going to do good work when you're too tired. A nap would benefit you, wouldn't it?"

Sigma… Cannot argue with that, can he?

Nikolai

Nikolai had more work to do than one would expect. There were nights where he didn't come home at all, times where he was gone for days on end. It was simply the way things were. Even if it was a shame  that he had to spend so much time away from his beloved...

Today, he had told you he'd be home at a reasonable time. That... Was not what came to be. The target he'd been sent to take out had caused him quite a lot of trouble. A surprise he'd usually welcome, if he hadn't had evening plans! And then he'd had to go report to Dos-kun... That said, Nikolai finds himself arriving to a quiet apartment, well after dark. 

Yet the lights were not off. He peeked around the corner and - ah, there you were. Would it be mean to startle you out of the book you're reading? Perhaps. But that certainly wouldn't stop him. He loved nothing more than to cause a little trouble, after all.

"Boo!"

You dropped the book, blinking up at him tiredly as he leaned over you. "Oh, you're home."

"Indeed. I hardly expected you to still be awake at this hour, however."

"Well, you said you'd be home tonight, so I thought I should be around to greet you…"

"That's sweet, but entirely unnecessary!" So he says, but the twinkle in his eyes is telling enough of the fact that he's pleased. "Now that I'm here, we should get you to bed, no?"

You look him up and down, pointedly.

"You're still covered in blood. How about we get you cleaned up first?"

So he was. And you didn't even seem disturbed! Then again, it wasn't the first time he'd shown up like this... "Sure, sure~ But only if you come too, angel."

Fyodor

As unwell as he was, sometimes, Fyodor rarely gave in to his body's demands for rest. There was no one else who could manage the complex plans that must be carried out. Most of his subordinates were absolutely useless without his direct orders, and heaven knows Nikolai will go wild if no one reined him in. There was always more to do. There were not enough hours in the day for him to bring his plans to fruition.

It's admittedly exhausting. But for the end goal, it's worth it.

So he told himself on another late night, staring at a too-bright screen in a too-dark room. 

And then there was you.

Work often dragged him from you for long periods of time. The fact that he managed to keep you despite this was truly lucky. Not that he had any doubt of the fact that you were too infatuated to ever leave him.

Today, you had insisted that it had been too long since you had spent time together, so he'd made the compromise of allowing you to stay in his office with him while he worked. You were, of course, told not to be a disturbance. You'd been quiet enough sitting next to him for the first few hours, so it wasn't an issue. 

Not until around 1am, when he felt a weight against his shoulder. So you'd fallen asleep. When had you dragged your chair near enough to lean on him this way? No matter.

…Fyodor couldn't quite bring himself to shake you awake, for whatever reason. You looked far too peaceful. He sighed. He was becoming far too soft, if he couldn't even disturb you.

You had best appreciate that you have someone as dangerous and distant as him wrapped around your finger. You sleep on unaware as he goes back to typing.

[thinwhitedoc]

SHERLOCK | Martin Freeman as John Watson

[lost-inanotherlife]

I dream of a future where TV shows explore complicated, emotional and rather weird relationships like that of Jack and John in LOST.

[nicolosercredit]

can I take you to the dance instead?

I can fix her guys trust

[rev-tone]

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