I Have A New Word I Hate Now
I have a new word I hate now
fickle, is an okay word. Means to change often in such things as opinion or loyalties
fickle is an okay adjective, however, I think its comparative adjective is horrendous
fickler
like- what?- why?
I hate it
fickler, ugh, disgusting
I don't know how to explain why I hate it, I just do
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Oneshot -Diluc needs a hug
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Ships: Diluc x reader
TW: ooc? ; borderline panic attack? ; nightmares
He was too slow, just like last time. He couldn’t save you. Must he lose everyone he cherished? Must he always be too slow or weak to save the ones he loved? Did Celestia hate him so?
He cradled you in his arms, your body was cold, much too cold. He couldn’t stop the tears or sobs that escaped, unrelenting.
Diluc jolted awake, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His breaths are short and heavy. Next to him in bed -where you should be- is much too cold. He panicked thinking his nightmare might actually be his reality until he heard the click of the bedroom door opening. There you stood with a cup of tea in your hand.
“Diluc, are you alright?”
Tears brimmed his eyes, threating to fall as he looked at you. Closing the door you quickly walked over to him, placing your tea on the nightstand next the bed. When you sat yourself on the bed, Diluc’s arms were immediately around you holding you so close as if you’d disappear into thin air if he didn’t, and to him and his still panic stricken mind, that was a very possible outcome.
“Do you want to talk about it, love?” You spoke lovingly, voice barely above a whisper.
His response was a simple shake of his head, opting to instead pull you closer to him.
“There’s still some tea left, I could go get you a cup if you’d like?” You whispered fondly.
His response was a simple “Just hold me please.” His voice wavered slightly as he tried to will himself not to cry.
You pulled him impossibly closer, his head in the crook of your neck, and as you whispered sweet nothings into his ear, the dam finally broke and his tears fell. His body shook with silent sobs as his tears stained your shirt --but you couldn’t care less about your shirt, your mind was only set on calming Diluc.
“Please... Please d-don’t leave me.” His voice broke through the silence.
“I’d never dream of leaving you, my love.” You cooed at him as you shifted yourself and Diluc into a more comfortable position. As his tears slowly came to a stop, so did his rapid breaths as they evened back out in the comfort of your embrace. He eventually fell asleep, not long after by you, falling asleep to a pleasant dream with Diluc in your arms --the tea by the bed long forgotten.
