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“We will travel together towards a better future with our own strength.”

WHERE MY MIDNIGHT TRAIN FANS AT????

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sorry to be negative on the dash but..... y'all need to be nicer to fanfic writers. we all know interactions are decreasing, and even during the nine months i've been on here, i've noticed a decrease.

tell writers you like their works. comment on their works, reblog their works.

some of you act so entitled, and idk if you've noticed but you're literally making writers miserable. it makes me so sad to see my mutuals deactivate because the joy of writing has been taken away from them by ungrateful readers who are constantly demanding more, more, more, to the point where people are experiencing burnout and anxiety because they can't keep up with the constant unrealistic demands.

reminder that even though it takes you five minutes to read 1k words it might've taken the writer hours to get the words down, proofread, edit, and make the perfect fic layout.

some of you complain that there are no "good" fics anymore, yet you do nothing for the fandom, do nothing to support writers and just hide behind anon and blank blogs, complaining about every little thing till you've driven all writers off this site.

it's so tiring. please be kinder. we're all trying our best here.

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fading remembrance pt. 2 !

⇢ ˗ˏˋ gn!reader x xiao

⇢ ˗ˏˋ summary: even though you had passed away in your previous life, your soul was brought right back to xiao

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops). also this is a continuation of a previous post !

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xiao has never cared about humans a lot, and with the burning memory of your death, his care for mortal beings had pretty much disappeared.

he tried his best avoiding places that you and him had visited together, which was hard because you dragged him along everywhere you went. not like he disliked that, he loved it, but now, with you being gone, he hates being reminded of you.

even the almond tofu that was prepared at wangshu inn for him, was something he couldn't even look at for a while. but he had to eat something, so he swallowed down the tofu along with the weird feeling in his throat when he remembered the special way you used to prepare his favorite food.

After a while, he came to accept that you were gone, and that he wasn't going to get you back.

so xiao started traveling all across teyvat to find a restaurant or a person who made his favorite dish taste even just a little like you made it taste.

but all his traveling was all in vain. every almond tofu he had tasted ever since you prepared it the last time just tasted plain, and even the memory of the way it tasted when you made it started to fade.

So Xiao stopped caring about anything at all, and just went back to the way his life was before you - only fighting monsters, since it was all he knew.

he didn't care about the way Verr Goldet looked at him filled with compassion, he didn't care for the endless thanks he got whenever he saved another mortal from a group of hilichurls, and he didn't care about what he ate and if he ate. it was all the same.

so he certainly didn't care when a new cook started working at wangshu inn.

at least that was what he told himself. so he didn't know why he found himself in front of verr goldet one day, asking what the new cook's name was.

and the name was [name]. weird. It sounded a lot like his past lover's name.

and although xiao didn't care, he found himself ordering a portion of almond tofu from you one day. the way you had greeted him and treated him like he was a normal person, and not a yaksha, reminded him a lot of his past lover. maybe a little too much.

xiao nodded as a thank you when you had handed him the almond tofu he ordered. He dropped a few mora into your hand and teleported out of the place, and onto the quiet balcony he spent most of his time at.

The cold air of today's evening brushed through xiaos hair. he sat down onto the balcony and took out the spoon you had handed him before he disappeared.

the spoon made its way through the tofu, and a small piece of it traveled from the plate to xiaos mouth.

That was when xiao felt his heart skip a beat, and the air in his lungs froze.

the tofu, the dish that you had just prepared for him, tasted like something he had long yearned for and already forgotten. The almond tofu tasted just like how his past lover prepared it for him.

xiao hasn't finished the plate quicker than anything.

From then on, he came up with a million lame excuses, as to why he had to interact with you. He spend days and nights thinking about another reason to talk to you.

and although xiao thought it was impossible, the more he talked to you, and the more your smile wandered into his mind, the more he thought you were the one he had loved in the past.

after a while of him finding excuses to interact with you, xiao made his way out of his usual place to find morax.

maybe the former geo archon could help him with any of the things that were happening.

"you think they are the same person?", morax asked, and his lips quickly found his cup of tea.

xiao nodded frantically.

"Well there is a chance that it is their soul. it might be the soul of the one you had loved in the past", morax explained. 

"but even if that is the case, they don't contain the same memories or feelings as the one from your memories held for you"

xiaos eyes remained on the floor, and he balled his fists.

"Is there nothing I can do? Is there no one who could help me?"

"There might be one way to help them remember. Yet this only works if they are willing to remember. if they want to live a new life, and not repeat the one they had lived before, they might deny it, meaning that they will not be the person you have been missing all this time. Are you willing to take the risk?"

xiao had never agreed to anything as fast as this.

"very well. find a way to bring them to me, and i will see what lies within my power"

xiao thanked the former geo archon , and took his leave.

Although you and xiao have interacted a few times before, the question he asked you took you by surprise.

"you want to take me somewhere?", maybe he should have chosen different words. but how was he going to explain that he thought that you carried the soul of the one he had loved before? he had to find a way for you to agree-

"well if you aren't bringing me into any dangerous situations, then of course! but i believe that i will be safe around a yaksha"

there it was again, the way you acted, which made him believe he knew you inside and out.

When xiao led you to a quiet and small location, you didn't expect zhongli to be the one who you were going to meet that day.

you had met him a few times before. you held smalltalk with him at wangshu inn, and greeted him a few times when you saw him in the streets of liyue.

"Greetings [name], please take a seat", he greeted you, and you took a seat at the table across from him. xiao sat beside you.

"Would you care for some tea?"

"of course, why not", you smiled, slowly starting to wonder why you were here.

"you may wonder why you are here today", zhongli started.

"it's a little complicated to explain the situation, but i would like for you to answer me a question.

"oh, well what would that question be?"

"When you see this necklace, what do you feel? do you remember it?", zhongli placed a teal colored necklace in front of you onto the table.

you weren't sure if you had seen it before somewhere. Were you supposed to remember it? because that certainly wasn't the case.

"I do not happen to remember ever seeing this necklace before... but, a strong sense of nostalgia fills me when I look at it. it feels like it belongs to me, and if i have seen it and owned it before, yet i know that i have not seen it before.

"would you like to know where those feelings come from?", zhongli softly smiled. His soft smile made you feel like you could put all your trust into him.

"gladly", you replied.

"please put the necklace on", zhongli said.

you had expected anything, but the things that happened when you put on the teal colored necklace. a golden light washed over you, along with a strong sense of nostalgia. stronger than you had ever felt before. The light was followed by a weird dream. or maybe a vision of sorts?

In your dream you saw a person that resembled your looks slightly, spending time with xiao in a lot of different places.

you heard a few voices, and from what you could tell, the person in your dream was a lot like you. if you wouldn't know any better, you could say that person was you.

of course you knew that last thought wasn't right, but your brain didn't seem so convinced for some reason.

when you woke up, you found yourself lying in one of the hotel beds of wangshu inn. you sat up in your bed, looking around utterly confused. How did you end up here?

you quietly left your room, and walked up to the balcony where you know xiao spent a lot of his time. you now had a lot more questions than you fell asleep with.

When xiao and zhongli heard your quiet footsteps approaching, they both turned around to face you.

"I see you're awake, i was just about to check on you", zhongli greeted you.

"i... have a lot of questions", you replied.

"and I'm sure I have the answers. let's sit down somewhere", zhongli suggested.

Only now while you three were sitting down in the for once empty kitchen off the wangshu inn, you realized how quiet xiao has been all along. sure he has never been a huge talker, but he has been especially quiet ever since zhongli had shown you the necklace, which you were still wearing.

"Tell me, in your dreams, what did you see?", it was such a simple question, yet for some reason it was hard to repeat everything you had seen. not because you don't remember it clearly, no, but it was because you felt an overwhelming wave of sadness with every word that escaped your throat.

At the end, you tried to sum up your thoughts and questions with only one question. 

"who did these memories belong to?"

you looked over at xiao who was looking at you with an unreadable expression on his face.

"well it seems that xiaos assumptions turned out to be correct. [name], you are probably going to deny this, but these memories were yours from a different life. you carry the same soul that xiaos lover once carried", zhongli tried to explain, but a thousand thoughts were still running through your mind.

"i... why are you telling me this?", you asked, still processing the information you were just handed.

"I was simply doing something xiao had requested from me, i can hardly explain why he wished for this to happen", zhongli answered.

you looked over at xiao, whose cheeks were now stained a light red. "uh...", he groaned, avoiding your gaze.

"As far as i am concerned, xiao has had trouble accepting his lover's death, and you reminded him of the one he loved so he came to me with his concerns", zhongli answered the obvious question in the room.

"so you're asking me to-?"

"no! i- i mean i was simply... well-", xiao cut you off, his eyes darting anywhere but your face.

you weren't sure how to accept this information. you didn't even know xiao well enough, yet he still recognized your soul as the one he had once fallen for.

and as it seemed, your personality and the one from his past lover seemed very similar.

"I just wanted to see if... i happened to be correct", xiaos head was turned away from yours.

After that, the conversation ended rather quickly, and all of you went back to your usual occupations.

Yet from that day on, you always felt a pair of eyes on you. not in a negative way, but in a way that made you feel safe, like as if no matter what were to happen to you, nothing could actually harm you.

Once it just so happened that you were attacked by a group of hilichurls. you were unprepared and did not have a lot of fighting experience. yet xiao appeared out of thin air to fight off the monsters which were bothering you.

you thanked him, and after nodding and mumbling something under his breath, he quickly disappeared again.

even when he wasn���t visibly around, you could feel his aura on you at all times. 

and it honestly wasn't that bad.

you could see why your soul fell for his soul once before.

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guard my love ✧˖*°࿐

⇢ ˗ˏˋ fem(i think)!guardian angel!reader x scaramouche

⇢ ˗ˏˋ summary: you were scaramouches guardian angel, and you couldnt stand only eatching him from afar anymore

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account! (@/rainstops)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n another day, another realization that my old fics are bad...

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you were scaramouches guardian angel, impacting his life with events that later on have a bigger impact than anyone might think. you always watched him from afar, helping as much as you could. you always giggled at the snarky and mean remarks when he talked about other people. Sometimes you wish he knew you, but how would he? He can't see you and isn't supposed to see you either.

But what if he did know you? 

Sometimes you can't help but hope you could spend time with him. you wanted to be around him, like he's a magnet and you belong to him. it was an odd feeling you weren't supposed to feel. you can't help but have your heart flutter in your chest and make your wings spread, as you laid your head on both of your hands and watched him live his life. you've always been there, from the time he was created to when his mother abandoned him, to now, when he was sitting in his office working on papers as a part of the fatui.

What was this feeling you experienced nearly everyday?

Maybe your friend cupid could help?

"cupid we have to talk", you walked up to him, at a time humans would call night. 

"Is that so?" what do you have to talk to me about?", he wondered.

"I need your advice on something... whenever I see scaramouche, my heart flutters and my wings feel like flying, and I get really hot. Whenever I look at him I don't want to ever take my eyes off of him ever again. i dont think I'm supposed to be feeling this way, and i don't even know what this is", you rambled on and on about your feelings until cupid stopped you. 

"You like him. more than a guardian angel is supposed to like their assigned being", was cupid's explanation.

"Do you have something to do with this?"

"How could i? i'm not even sure if i can impact a guardian angel's feelings", cupid replied.

and that's how your conversation went with cupid. it helped you figure out something at least, but now you wanted to be close to scaramouche even more. but scaramouche couldn't see you, no matter what you do.

It was a windy day, as Scaramouche was trying to fight a couple enemies. no challenge for him. He was originally looking for a certain treasure. you were sitting close on a rock cheering him on, even if he couldn't hear nor see you. scaramouche could have easily made it, if he would have been caught off guard. 

He climbed this mountain only for the sake of trying to claim a treasure, which was supposed to be here. He never expected to die, when he was pushed off the cliff. 

as he fell, the monsters stopped caring about him, and everything seemed to stop for a minute. his clothes were lashing around his body, and his hair was getting messed up in the wind. Although his mind knew that this was the end, he couldn't accept it, and neither could you. you flew as fast as you could, as close to him as possible. you never expected it to work, but you managed to catch his body, just before he hit the floor. relieve filled your body, as your wings were giving their best to keep you and scramouche up in the air looking for a place to land. your arms were wrapped around scaramouches body, holding onto him like a fragile treasure. you chose a mountain without any enemies, to land, and slowly let yourself and scaramouche down. you laid him down on the grass.

he looked at you once, and immediately backed off. his mind told him that he should, since he didn't know who or what you were, but his heart fluttered once he looked at you, even if he wasn't sure if he even had a heart.

"who... are you?", his brows furrowed, and you smiled softly at him. your hands were lying on your lap, and even if the both of you just flew through the wind, your hair looked as perfect as ever. 

were you allowed to tell him who you were? was he allowed to know?

you didn't know, and you couldn't care to know. you didn't want to go back to how it was, and if you had to, you at least wanted to let him know who you were.

"im [name]. i'm your guardian angel", you explained. 

"my... guardian angel?"

you nodded. 

"i've known you ever since you were created and have watched every single moment of your life"

scaramouche couldn't help, but think how pieceful you looked. your smile looked warm, just like your whole presence. your hands looked soft, softer than any clouds he's ever seen in the sky. your skin looked so perfect to him. his skin in comparison, had scars all over. your wings looked ever so majestic and the feathers on them looked so soft. you looked like the embodiment of piece, love and tenderness.

he has never seen anyone like you, but could he trust you? were you even real? what if this was only his imagination, and he was already dead.

but if this was the way it felt being dead, then he didn't mind.

not at all.

"am i dead?", he questioned his situation.

"no luckily you're not. i caught you, although i didn't know it was possible", you tried your best to explain what you knew.

you were glad you were finally able to talk to him once, but there was this dragging feeling in your chest that this was not what you were supposed to be doing. you after all, still were not sure if you were allowed to talk to scaramouche. the feeling was bothering you. your mind was telling you that you should leave. you should leave and let everything go back to the way it used to be. but your heart was telling you that that is not what you want. you want to stay. you can just as well protect him while you're with him, if not better. and who knew if returning to the way it used to be was possible. who knew if scaramouche would forget this.

but scaramouche knew. scaramouche knew he could never forget you. of course you could just be anyone telling him you're his guardian angel, but there was something about you. something so peaceful and promising. like when he was looking at you, his whole body filled with warmth and hope. hope was something he hasn't felt in such a long time.

the peaceful silence between the two of did not last any longer, when a few treasure hunters interrupted who were seemingly looking for the same treasure as scaramouche was.

"hey who are they?", one of the treasure hunters pointed towards where the both of you were sitting with his shovel. 

"I don't know who cares?", another one replied. 

"what if they have the item we're looking for?", another one butted in. 

"you're right. let's just give them a quick search"

both you and scaramouche knew exactly what they meant when they wanted to give the both of you 'a quick search'.

they weren't very far but you remained calm and almost unbothered. 

"Do you have what they're looking for?", you asked the purple haired boy. 

"probably", he nodded. the both of you got up from your sitting position, preparing for the worst case scenario.

"hey purple head! you have what we want. hand it over or this will be rough", the treasure hoarder with the shovel immediately threatened him. that's when you first noticed the antique relict he was holding in his hand. it belonged to a long forgotten god.

"Finders keepers no?", scaramouche replied. 

"this is your last warning buddy. hand over the relict and we will leave you and... what or whoever that is alone", another treasure hoarder looked you up and down like he was mocking you. 

you stepped closer to scaramouche since it was your duty to guard and protect him. 

"you stay back. we won't hesitate to kill you as well", the man threatened again. 

"I'm not handing over this relic. do what you will but you wont get it", scaramouche stated. 

"Okay you heard him guys! guess this is going the hard way!", the treasure hoarder exclaimed, as they started sprinting towards scaramouche with challenging smiles on their faces. scaramouche was about to attack with a facial expression, compared to that of a person who has never lost a fight once before. 

but you were closer to scaramouche than the treasure hunters were, so you decided to step in. 

you simply stepped in front of scaramouche, with a blank expression. the treasure hunters' way was blocked by you, but they didn't hesitate. just like they had mentioned, they were ready to kill you as well. oh, but was killing you even possible? The treasure hoarders were so very close to you, almost hitting you with their weapons. 

Scaramouche panicked. you had such a calm expression on your face, like there was no one in front of you. He didn't want you to get hurt, but there was no longer anything he could do. 

Suddenly, a big wave, which felt like air, threw every single one of them a few steps back. if this would have been normal air, they would not have died from it, but there they were, lying motionless on the floor as if they have been sleeping for the past 100 years.

"what...", scaramouche whispered, without intention that you would hear it. you turned around to him.

"I'm your guardian angel, remember?", you smiled at him. 

"like i'd forget so fast...", he mumbled, "well it's not like i couldn't have handled these treasure hoarders on my own. 

"i never doubted you scaramouche, but i wasn't sure if you trusted me if i just told you that i was your guardian angel"

you held out your left hand

"I'm [name]!", you introduced yourself. a soft smile remained on your smile, the corners of your mouth lifted, while scaramouche on the other hand remained silent and a little... confused?

"you know... usually people greet each other by shaking their right hands, not their left", he corrected you.

"oh!", you changed the hand you were holding towards him. 

"I'm sorry, I don't know much about the things that humans do. well i'm aware that you're... a puppet and not a human, but you grew up among them, right?", you corrected yourself.

"Well, yeah, I guess", scaramouche hesitated to take your hand. 

you internally cursed yourself, since you were obviously very aware how much he hated getting compared to humans, as he calls them weak. 

"sorry, i didn't mean to compare you to a human, i know you don't like them very much"

he sighed.

"It's... fine", he replied, like he struggled with the words that came out of his mouth.

never did you expect for it to come this far. 

"...and you should really try this dish, it's really well known", you and scaramouche were sitting at a restaurant, while he was talking to you about the food. you didn't know much about humans, and you never tried their food. people were giving you weird stares because of your huge wings, but scaramouche glared at them, until they looked away.

and you were finally able to know that you wanted life to be this exact way, and not any other.

a/n: is this borderlining on yandere reader??? idk how to write yandere

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reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point

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Uh

This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.

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I‘m gonna count this as a teaser for an upcoming gojo x reader series…

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CRAZY.

My therapy appointment got cancelled bc I had a mental breakdown 💀

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prsk physical affection!!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ gn!reader x ena, airi, an (seperate)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important note: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n: these are kinda cute but kinda uncreative

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shinonome ena

flustered

very flustered

cuddling sessions with her are almost never a thing, only if one of you is not feeling well

whenever her father is making her feel bad about her art, wrap her arms around her waist, and let her head sink onto your shoulder

she definitely hugs you when she gets jealous

she sees someone hitting on you? she wraps an arm around your waist

likes to hold your hand while cuddling

generaly likes to hold your hand

if she missed you she clings to you for at least a day

momoi airi

she likes to hook her arm with yours

likes to play with her hair or to get her hair played with

hug her after a performance and tell her how well she did and she'll fall for you all over again

help her style her hair before a performance and she will never want to undo the hairstyle

will definitely comfort you with hugs

please hug her from behind or cling to her arm

shiraishi an

like full on tackles you down when she sees you

squeezes you very hard

peppers your face with kisses

wraps an arm around your waist and shows you off

clings to you like velcro

constantly holding your hand and hugging you

big smooch on your cheek

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not meant to be said...

⇢ ˗ˏˋ gn!reader x diluc, kaeya, kazuha (seperate)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ summary: during an argument, the genshin men say things which they don't mean. can they make it up to you?

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n: reformatting posts is so raaaa

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Arguments with diluc weren’t entirely unusual, but he usually tried his best to stay calm. Emphasis on ‘tried’, and absolutely failed. Words were going back and forth, a bubbling feeling of anger resting in your chest, fist clenched and trying to get diluc to listen to you.

But it wasn’t possible. Both of you were trying to be louder than the other. To make more sense, and to get anything out that might help to win the argument. but it almost seemed as if neither one of you still wanted to win. you never even wanted to argue, but now you can’t loose.

Your words overtoned his, and the other way around. As if neither of you could hear the other, both of you just kept screaming.

You didn’t listen until diluc said something he wish he never even thought off. to be honest he didn’t even really think.

“you’re so worthless. I don’t know why i even put up with you. All you do is nag me all day, why can’t you just-“, that was when he realised he didn’t want to say any of the things he just said.. you’re not worthless, you’re his everything. He doesn’t ‘put up with you’, he needs you. He doesn’t know what he would do without you. In that moment he forgot why you two were even fighting. He realises he never even knew why. You’re way to important for him to shout at you. He loves you more than his own life, but he expressed the opposite.

Now he notices how you stopped talking. You’re staring at him wide-eyed, obviously in shock. A weird feeling spread within your body, like someone had tied your heart to the pit of your stomach. Your fists unclenched and your body felt so loose, you wanted to go lay down and sleep.

Diluc on the other hand wanted to wash his own mouth out with soap. The words that balled through your mind felt like acid on his tongue.

“my love-“

”how could you call me that right now”, you asked him.

Diluc stayed quiet for a little while too long, and to you it felt like he didn’t want to say anything else. It felt like a cue to leave to you. So you decided it would be best, knowing that in the time that diluc could think of an apology, those words would settle in your mind for a long while.

You wanted to step out of the door, but diluc grabbed your hand. You looked at the way his hand grabbed yours, and then gave him an irritated stare. You looked him into the eyes, but only a split second was needed to notice how glossy his eyes were. His brows were furrowed and his lips pressed into a thin line.

Forgetting what he just said to you, you remembered how much you loved him. you loved him, you would never want him to cry.

“My love please listen to me, i didn’t mean to say what i said. I love you. Please don’t leave. I need you i can’t live without you please. I will take as much time it needs to make it up to you again, i just need you to stay, please. I love you, i love you so much”, he kept repeating three words which were so very important to you.

“It’s okay… please don’t cry”, you said those words knowing it wasn’t okay. You were really hurt, but you couldn’t stand seeing him cry.

Arguing with Kaeya wasn’t fun. and it was always the same topic. He was drunk and came home late again and again.

“Kaeya, you have a drinking problem. You-“

“I do not have a drinking problem. I drink because I want too”

Neither of you were shouting. The anger in your chest felt like a fire in your chest. And the fact that he was still drunk, felt for you like just something proving your point.

“I am so fucking tired, of picking your drunk ass up from the bar, or cooking for you in the evening knowing you won’t eat it anyways, or staying up late worrying because i don’t know if you’re safe or not!”,, youe tears were collecting at the corner of your eyes, but Kaeya didn’t care. He probably didn’t even notice.

“Then don’t do these things! God you’re so pushy and annoying. I don’t even care about all the things you do! Just leave me alone and let me do whatever the hell i want!”, the words hit you like a knife. Tears were starting to run down your cheeks, but Kaeya was still too drunk to notice or care. He turned around and walked off to your shared bedroom.

You weren’t going to stay here though. You packed some things and went to stay somewhere. Anywhere else where people actually care about you.

Kaeya woke up the next day, with a headache. He turned around to your side of the bed to wish you a good morning, but that was when he noticed that your side of the bed was made, and cold. He got up wondering where you were. When he entered the living room, he noticed how the house felt cold. It felt empty without you.

That was when he remembered the argument from last night. He remembers the things he said to you. And without a question he regretted it. He regretted every word he said to you. Where have you gone? Where could you be? He needed to apologise. Wether you would forgive him or not.

He slowly sat down on the sofa in the living room, his face sinking into his palms. Think Kaeya think.

That was when the lock in the door clicked. He jumped up from the sofa and turned to face the door. It was you. You entered the house with your back to Kaeya.

You walked past Kaeya without sparing him a singular look.

“Babe-”, he grabbed your arm.

“Babe look at me”, he nearly begged you.

When you turned to face him, his heart dropped. Your eyes looked tired. They were empty and and red. You clearly cried a lot.

“Let go”, you pulled your arm away from his hand and continued to walk towards your shared bedroom. You were only here to get some more clothes.

“[name], please talk to me”

Kaeya grabbed you by the waist again.

“Kaeya stop it”, he wasn’t going to. He wrapped his arms around you, putting your head against his chest and let his head fall onto your shoulder.

“I’m sorry for what i said. I didn’t mean any of it. I love you. I need you, please don’t be mad at me”, he begged you.

All you could reply with was a look with tired eyes.

“Please. I know you’re tired. Tired of me and tired of doing things for me, but…”, he stopped. Your arms were hanging loosely by your sides.

He put a hand on the back of your head and pressed it closer onto his chest.

“Please I will do anything it needs to. No matter how long it takes. You don’t have to take care of me anymore, i will take care of you. I will make it up to you no matter what”, he promised. 

“Just stay with me”

Kazuhas brows were furrowed. His eyes were raging whenever he looked at you. You were just trying to help him moving a few objects around, but accidentally dropped one of his belongings and damaged it slightly. nothing that could not be fixed.

You could blame all the things he said on stress he experienced lately, which you can understand, but you wish you could say that you understand what he said to you as well.

"[name] seriously couldnt you have been a little more careful? is that too much to ask?", Kazuha wasnt raising his voice at all, but the expression on his face already said more than enough.

"seriously i never asked you for your help, and then for you to come over her and just break something?", Kazuha picked up the object and placed it on a nearby table.

You apologized over and over again, but Kazuha didnt seem to listen. He just kept continuing what he was doing, not giving you a single look or reply.

You try to continue helping him, but he pushes you away. 

"stop it. i dont want you to break anything again"

"Kazuha, I just want to help you-"

Kazuha proceeded to cut you off with something he was sure to regret for a very long time.

"[name] don't you see? youre useless. all the time you just make everything worse!"

the words fell out of him like a waterfall. once he started he couldnt stop them. and oh he wished, he wished he would have just forgotten about the item you damaged and moved on with his life.

he put a hand over his mouth as if trying to stop doing more damage than he had already done.

"[name], i- im sorry i dont know why i said that [name]", he kept saying your name more frantically with each time it left his mouth. 

"[name]", there it was again. he took your hands, and as your shocked eyes filled with tears, his filled with panic.

thoughts filled your head that you didnt want to hear, and before kazuha could say anything else to you, you left the room and quietly shut the door behind you.

kazuha put down whatever he was doing, as soon as he heard the soft click of the door to the room you both were standing in.

the words he said kept repeating in his head. how could he say something that implies that he puts a mere object over your relationship.

he heard the door to your room shut, meaning that that is where you weant. 

he stood in front of your door, not just wanting to barge in after you. so he knocked. 

"[name] im really sorry, please come out", no response. 

"can i enter? please?", again no response. so kazuha just entered. 

he looked around and found you sitting against the wall, tears silently streaming down your face. 

kazuha hugged you without a word, but you showed no reaction.

"[name] im sorry, i never should have said those things. i guess i was just stressed, but that is still no excuse. i hope you can forgive me?"

a quiet sob escaped your mouth, and instead of answering you laid your head down onto his shoulder.

[vividraft]

sleep late, sleep well

⇢ ˗ˏˋ gn!reader x alhaitham

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops)

old post masterlist tba !

It was late, yet you were unsure of how late exactly. not like it mattered to you anyways. All that mattered was that test tomorrow.

Being a student has often left you feeling dumb. especially around most of your friends who immediately understood any topic. your grades were average at best, and you could not let them drop by any chance. sure you were good at a lot of things, that a lot of people were not good at, but why could you just not get better grades? no matter how hard you tried, or how much you believed you finally understood the current topic on hand, you were never pleasantly surprised.

That's why you were grateful for your boyfriend. even if sometimes, people made you feel stupid, alhaitham has never made you feel that way. quite the opposite - whenever you needed it, he was more than happy to help you and explain anything you needed to know.

He was just in the room right next to yours, but you couldn't ask him for help. It was the middle of the night and he was sleeping.

just a little more 

you thought.

just another hour or two and then-

"hey why aren't you in bed", alhaitham was standing behind you, hair messy and a sleepy yet concerned expression resting on his face. seeing alhaitham worried or concerned, was pretty new to you. sure sometimes he was worried about things, but never did he really let it show.

"I have a test tomorrow", you replied, as if that explained why you were disregarding how tired your brain and your body were. 

you were neglecting your health, and alhaitham seemed to be more aware of it than you were. 

"so? you need to sleep [name]. a test isn't nearly as important as your health", alhaitham looked down at what you were writing. papers were spread all over your desk, messy notes, graphs, pictures and at least two books. or maybe three. you couldn't really tell under the mess.

but alhaitham really grew concerned when he saw your face. your eyes were sleepy as never before, and as equally teary. why you were crying, you didn't even know yourself. maybe it was because you were tired, or maybe because you didn't really understand the topic.

without another word alhaitham started cleaning up your desk, collecting the papers and putting them into a neat pile on the side of your desk.

"hey- wait im not done-", alhaitham did in fact not stop. He continued closing the books and collecting all the pencils you had used.

as much as you wanted to protest, as much as you wanted to tell him that you needed to study more, you knew he wouldn't hear it. and surely you were also too tired to actually do anything against it.

"alhaitham i can't fail this test, i need to get at least a C. if i don't-"

"if you don't go to sleep you're not going to get even a C, because your brain won't have enough rest, and you're not going to get a good grade no matter how much you study", alhaitham didn't want to hear what you were going to say. maybe if he wouldn't have cut you off, he would have never heard the end of it.

"Come on, go to sleep", reluctantly, you got up from your chair, and alhaitham took you by the hand, to lead you to your bedroom.

when he turned to look at you, you were rubbing your sleepy eyes. 

even when you were tired, you were just so cute, alhaithams heart skipped a beat. and he was so glad he was there - he didn't even dare to think how many times you had put yourself through this while he wasn't there.

you laid down on your soft bed, and under the cold sheets, but alhaithams warm body made up for the weird feeling of the cold against your skin. his arms wrapped around your waist, and he somewhat buried his face in your shoulder.

A few minutes had passed, in comfortable silence and just listening to each other's soft breaths and heartbeats.

"[name], please don't overwork yourself like that. it's not good for you", you were already asleep when he said that.

[vividraft]

it's always been you

⇢ ˗ˏˋ fem!reader x alhaitham

⇢ ˗ˏˋ summary: even though it seemed like the universe did not want you and alhaitham together, he came to save you in the last second

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n: ooc alhaitham... i think

old post masterlist tba !

you and alhaitham always got along really great. some people would say that youre the only one who he ever really got a long with. always kind and respectful to you.

kaveh was the first one to notice alhaithams blatant favoritism towards you. whenever he tried to bring it up, alhaitham quickly shut him down. but this time he wasnt going to let that happen.

"so? when are you going to ask [name] out?", he immediately asked when alhaitham walked through the door of their shared apartment. 

"ask her out? why would i do that?", alhaitham was quick to answer. 

"come on dude, everyone knows that you like her. 

"like her? sure i like her as a friend", alhaitham hung up his coat.

a moment of silence followed.

"oh so you wouldnt mind if i asked her out?", kaveh asked. alhaithams head shot into his direction. no words needed. the expression on alhaithams face was far more than enough for kaveh. 

"Ha, see you do like her!"

"whatever im going to sleep"

kaveh was right though. alhaitham did hold feelings in his heart that he didnt understand very well.

you on the other hand also just arrived at home. you took off your shoes and were immediately confronted with a "[name] we have to talk", of course from no one less than your mother. you tried to avoid her as much as you could, but with how controlling she is, that was more than just hard.

you both sat down at the kitchen table, and your mother immediately started talking. and you wished you wouldnt have come home that night.

"so you know that the fact that our family keeps on living, and keeping up our status is important, right?", your mother started. she had been giving you the same talk lately over and over again. she kept reminding you about how you had to get a boyfriend soon and get married soon. for archons sake, you were 19!

your family had a fairly high status in sumeru, and your mother lived for continuing the family. she had an early marriage and an early pregnancy, just to ensure that the family reproduces.

"mom get to the point", you sighed. you couldnt hear the same talk over and over again. she would just tell you how its important that you have children and its for the family and-

"i've arranged a marriage for you"

what?

she what?

"you did WHAT?", you slammed your hands on the table and stood up from your chair. 

"[name] you know its just so-"

"i dont CARE what its about!"

"now how about you sit back down and listen to me. ive found you a lovely guy whos just a year older-"

"no, how about you listen to ME for this first time in your life? all the time you were trying to control my life and manipulate me and you kept telling me over and over again how its 'for the family'!, well in all honesty fuck this family!", all your pent up anger from your nineteen years of living was now let out at the person who caused it all.

"young lady that is no way to talk to your mother, and especially no way to talk about your family!", your mother stood up from her chair as well. 

"youre not fucking listening to me! i am not getting married!", you screamed while putting your shoes back on.

you stormed out the door, although you were very aware that she was going to get whatever she wants one way or another.

it doesnt matter. she never even mattered. you needed to go somewhere, somewhere else than that place you lived in. and you knew exactly where.

kaveh opened the door for you. 

"alhaitham theres someone here for you!" he shouted through the whole apartment. its not like you were never here for you. whenever your mother got too much, you slept at alhaithams place. kaveh also told you a million times already that youre the only one who alhaitham allows to sleep in his room.

"same fights as always?", kaveh asked. you shook your head. 

"worse"

"worse? what did she do?", alhaitham was suddenly standing right in the hallway. it took you everything you had to stop you from ugly crying right then and there.

you were still mad. you were always gonna be mad, but the fact that you almost sprinted all the way to the shared apartment, took away a little of the rage.

"its kind of really hard to say", you really didnt want to say it. it for some reason felt even more wrong to tell alhaitham, but you didnt know why. 

"i dont think theres really anything that we dont expect from your mother by now", alhaitham said looking at kaveh, and then back at you. your eyes started watering. not at the thought of having to say it out loud, but at the thought of having to spend most of your life with someone you didnt even know.

"she arranged a marriage for me", you said. your words were followed by a long silence.

alhaitham looked irrated at you. or maybe he was angry. who knows. kaveh on the other hand was shocked. his eyes wide, and lips slightly apart. never of them knew what to say.

"youre kidding", alhaitham said, more wishing than actually asking. his voice was barely above a whisper. 

you could only shake your head.

a shaky, long sigh escaped your lips, and even though you didnt want it, the tears started falling. your body tensed up, and you could feel alhaithams arms wrap right around you. all you could do was lay your head onto his chest, and kaveh went to grab some water for you.

the rest, you dont remember.

you woke up, in alhaithams bed. the apartment sounded empty. what time was it? you honestly couldnt care less about going to school today. you didnt want to go anywhere today. but you also couldnt stay here another night, that was decided. one way or another you had to confront your mother, and who knows, maybe you could also convince her to stray from her plan.

but you knew, you could not convince her.

you discussed and fought with her for quite a long time.

"youre getting married to that man, and if i have to drag you to that wedding. besides everything is already paid for"

"wait- already paid for? when is the wedding anyways?",

"next month"

without another word, you stood up from the kitchen table and went to your room. you threw yourself onto your bed.

your body felt so heavy, and especially your heart. your eyes felt as if they were going to close any second, but you didnt feel like you could sleep. you were angry, but you were also disappointed and sad. disappointed in your mother, that she saw you as nothing else other than an a way to extend the family. 

and disappointed in yourself, for not being able to convince her.

well at least you still had alhaitham. he was the best friend you could ever ask for, although you ever wondered if you felt more towards him than just friendship.

your question was answered pretty quickly. you had no idea what had caused it. if it was the upcoming marriage, or just because he was always there for you. but recently you wanted to be closer to him than before. you wanted to always stay by his side, but maybe you just wanted to avoid being home.

but alhaitham... was it just an illusion or was he getting more and more distant by the minute? he used to always make time for you. if you were struggling with something, he stopped what he was doing just to help you. he wanted to talk to you over all of the people he knew. he talked to you daily, but now the days you two talked were moving apart further and further.

what was happening?

"alhaitham can we talk?", you carefully asked, not wanting to disturb him. this was one of the first time you felt like you were walking on eggshells around him. 

"not right now [name], im busy", he replied, not even bothering to take his eyes off the paper he was working on.

"but its kind of important...", you tried again. 

suddenly he slapped his paper down onto the table. 

"what is it?", he finally looked at you for once.

you sat down right across from him. 

"well... how do i start this"

"just say it, i have important things to do"

...

were you not important to him anymore?

"alhaitham, i feel like we are drifting apart", those were the best words you could find to describe what you were feeling.

"so what? its not like we're a couple or anything"

"so i dont matter to you at all"

a moment of silence. 

thats not true, is what alhaitham wanted to say.

"alhaitham dont ignore me"

"im not ignoring you"

"then answer me"

"fuck [name] just- JUST FUCKING FINALLY LEAVE ME ALONE"

huh

wait what? 

did he just say that?

"did i just say that...?", he mumbled to himself, kind off hoping you would hear it, but you were already out of the room, heading home. 

your mind was blank. where did you go wrong? what did you do that couldve possibly made him act this way?

alhaitham got home, closed the door, and sunk into the couch. his hands were traveling through his hair, and he was rubbing his face as if he was trying to rub away the words he said.

"woah what happened to you", kaveh asked as he walked past him, just wanting to get a glass of water.

"nothing", alhaitham mumbled, his hands still in his face. 

"doesnt look like nothing to me", kaveh replied. honestly he shouldve just dropped it right then and there.

"kaveh what do you think gives you the right to nag me like theres no tomorrow?"

kaveh just stared. 

"seriously man what is up with you recently? is it because of... you know, [name] getting married?", it almost felt hard to say. 

his heart dropped to his stomach and a shudder went down his spine, hearing kavehs words.

the reminder that you were getting married takes him right back to the day when you told him whats happening. he couldnt help his heart feeling like it was getting ripped apart, like its nothing more than just a piece of paper. 

from that day on he couldnt concentrate on anything. everything felt like a reminder of you, everything reminded him of the daggers that were send through his heart of the mere sight of you.

so he did the only thinkable thing, which was to distance himself. maybe his heart and mind would go back to the way things used to be. but everyday where he would be spending less time with you, felt like someone was taking half his soul away. he was even less focused on things, and was living in a trance, like a depressed man. 

but in no way was he trying to hurt you. no that was even worse than anything he could think off.

everything felt like it circled around you. it almost felt like...

"it feels a little like youre living for [name], doesnt it?", kaveh suggested. 

yeah exactly that.

kaveh sat down next to him. 

"alhaitham, do you remember the exact date [name]'s wedding is?"

alhaitham looked at kaveh. 

"its tomorrow, alhaitham"

wait

wait, no, when did time pass so fast? you cant get married. no way.

you were standing there, in your white dress. it wasnt really yours. it was your mothers old dress, meaning you did not choose your own dress. but maybe it was better like that, since you didnt want to get married anyway. the reception wasnt very pretty, it almost looked like a church. but maybe only you felt this way. you didnt want to be here. you didnt want to be anywhere. well there was one place that couldve been nice. you wanted to be wherever alhaitham is right now, but he didnt seem to want you arround.

you were staring at the bouquet you were holding. everything felt so surreal. you looked up at the guy you were marrying. he looked absolutely happy to be where he was. it almost made you uncomfortable to look at the wide grin on his face.

you looked at your mother, who seemed to be crying. everyone seemed so happy, except for you.

you were not picking up any words, until the question was asked.

"do you take [name], as your wife, your partner, for all eternity?", the sentence almost made you throw up. 

"yes", the guy so quickly replied. he smiled at you. and you felt the urge to slap him. and maybe your mother while you were at it.

"now, do you take [guys name], to be your husband, your partner, for all eternity?"

"I.. uh", you wanted to say no so bad, but it seems you didnt have to.

you looked up from the floor you were staring at to avoid any gazes, when suddenly the doors to the reception slammed open. 

"stop... the fucking wedding", alhaitham stood there, out of breath, his hair messier than ever, and he looked like he had been... crying?

he walked up to you and took your hand. 

"you dont want to marry this guy right? forget this, forget everything, and just come with me"

he looked at you like he had never seen anything he loved more. and in that moment, you indeed forgot everything. like nothing was important, nothing other than the happiness of you and the one who was holding your hand.

you dropped your bouquet right there and ran. your mother shouted something, and the guy was standing there all confused.

as soon as the both of you had left the reception, you started stumbling. 

"alhaitham im wearing heels!", without hesitation, alhaitham picked you up like you weighed nothing.

a few more steps and you both hid in an allyway. 

to some people this might looked weird, but they dont know what was happening. to you you couldnt be happier than this.

but yet, tears were streaming down your face. and you arms wrapped themselves around alhaitham, quicker than he could react. your head was already pressed into his chest. and he hugged you back.

"im so sorry, im sorry for shouting at you and im sorry for not helping you earlier. i love you, [name]", his voice was wavering, but it had an odd certainty in it. without someone having to tell you, you knew from this day on everything was going to be okay.

[vividraft]

sleepy stars ! ✧˖*°࿐

⇢ ˗ˏˋ gn!reader x tsukasa tenma

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops)

old post masterlist tba !

usually, tsukasa was the first one to be awake. not this time though. you turned around in your bed to see tsukasa still asleep, a content and sleepy smile on his lips. 

you gave him a kiss on the forehead, and tried sitting up, but before you could do that, you felt an arm wrap around your waist.

"tsukasa...? are you awake?"

a small hum escaped tsukasas lips, and you laid down next to him again.

tsukasa had a show last night, which probably left him exhausted. you were there and you watched the show, and never felt prouder of him. when the both of you arrived home, your star was already sleepy, and it seems this now hasnt changed.

"stay here...", he mumbled have asleep. seeing him like this is rare, which just makes it cuter. 

"tsukasa, its already pretty late", you quietly giggled. tsukasa just sighed and mumbled something about it not mattering.

you laughed once more and decided that drifting of to sleep once more wouldnt be so bad. to which tsukasa let out a pretty content sigh.

waking up later once again, you now decided it be good to sneak out of bed and make some breakfast. you slipped out of tsukasas arms which were barely wrapped around you anymore, and left the room, quietly closing the door behind you.

not much later, your star followed you into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. 

"what are you making?", he walked up next to you and felt his stomach grumble at the sigh of the waffles you were making.

saying that the sight of you smiling at him at this sunny morning makes tsukasa happy, would be an insulting understatement. he wouldnt exchange even a singular minute spend with you, for anything.

so no matter how exhausting the show from the day before mightve been, mornings like this make it all worth it.

in the end its you who makes it all worth it.