₊˚.- NEEDLES AND PINS
₊˚.- NEEDLES AND PINS
Patience breeds success. However, Dr. Veritas Ratio's patience has successfully run thin when it comes to the Intelligentsia Guild's new professor.
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Dr. Ratio hate reads about you.
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A/N - Basically a Dr. Ratio character study, inspired by the Deftones song Needles and Pins.
Veritas Ratio was a Needle.
At least, that is what he saw himself as. He was sharp, precise, and calculated. One had to be in this world full of ignorant minds.
His known prestige amongst scholars was by no accident. Every equation, formula, and theory engraved into his mind was nothing he didn’t want there. His reputation at the Intelligentsia Guild was by no fault other than his own. And he liked it this way.
So when Dr. Veritas Ratio’s curiosity peaks, he will seek out information regardless of what stands in his way. It just so happens that the rumor of a Genius Society member abandoning their ranking to join the Intelligence Guild not only piques his interest but puzzles him quite a bit.
Everything Veritas Ratio has ever done—ever accomplished was with intent. That’s just what a needle does.
And as he reads the passage before him in the worn textbook he fished out of the bookshelves at his university, he intends to figure out your perplexing nature.
“…and discovered five different constellations that are now crucial to Intercosmic Space Travel, earning the name of the ‘Star Lit Genius’ just after finishing her Associates.”
- Excerpt from Exploring the Starlit Genius
A fool.
Ratio closes the bulky biography with a booming thud. The echo can be heard bouncing off the walls of his office.
That is what you were. That is your nature.
A fool is the only description he can think of as he sharply brings his fingers to his lips. Questions bubble inside him, but the one that escapes himself is, “Why?”
Why would anyone do such a thing? The mere thought that someone could leave the Genius Society was baffling. Sure, there probably were some that had left, but that had to be Amber Eras in the past.
It wasn’t ignorance it was foolishness. Perhaps he was right about Genius Society members having a rock up their asses. There was truly nothing that separated them from the mundane, such as himself. They were just as equally subjected to idiocy.
But could you do such a thing?
You. A scholar blessed by Nous! Given a chance—an opportunity.
He scoffs, his head jerking to the side as if catching himself in an act.
He shouldn’t care.
He doesn’t care.
He’s over that.
Ratio sighs and shakes his head. He doesn’t care. You were foolish, that’s all. It was nothing more.
But who might this fool be?
Ratio’s cold finger travels around the textbook's hardcover. He quickly flips through the pages. Frustration is evident on his face as his brows furrow the more pages he turns.
Yet, there’s nothing.
There’s not one picture of you—the fool—that perplexes his mind. Of course, there wouldn’t be. The Genius Society's “holy” standing wouldn’t allow that. So, he’ll just have to wait for the day he meets the deluded “genius.”
“Immediately after finishing her Associates, the Star Lit Genius earned funds from the IPC for her findings, causing the young brilliant mind to venture more deeply into the cosmos.”
- Excerpt form Exploring the Starlit Genius
Time had passed and life went on. It had been a month since Veritas’ initial read of your biography. He had learned much. Such as your main fields of anatomy, pathology, chemistry and of course astronomy. Little details of your past are stored neatly in the back of the Doctor’s mind, but he has had no use for it. The new semester had started and as time went on he too started to carry on. Students plagued his mind instead, yet a star glittered somewhere near.
“Dr. Ratio.”
It’s no voice he’s familiar with. Or maybe one he’s just not accustomed to yet. Most likely a new student in one of his classes.
He doesn’t even bother to look up. Instead he continues to shuffle through his papers with equations and calculations of the new curriculum that he would soon ignore altogether in his lessons.
He sighs. “Students are to ask questions during the appointed time.” His voice lacks any interest whatsoever.
He was tired of students who seemed to think they were special. If anything, the unfamiliar voice is probably a student coming to butter him up before the semester starts to get on his good side.
“Oh, I’m not a student.” Your voice isn’t familiar, but the syllables that roll off your tongue are ever engraved into his mind. His inner consciousness has read the name so much that he can envision the letters.
Before he looks up, a smug grin shows on his face. Finally, he could put the foolish mind to the face. It was a gift, really. You, coming straight to his door. You had done all the work for him.
But then he takes his first look at you.
Veritas Ratio isn’t one to be rendered speechless, but his surprise is evident. His grin drops at the sight of you. Before, he had imagined that he should have put on his mask of marble to forbid his eyes from the sight of such a foolish person. But now his frustrations were fueled even more by the undeniable fact that a fool could look like…you.
“Professor Alvarez said you would be the person to go to regarding any Physics textbooks,” you say, and Ratio comes back to reality as your voice vibrates around the large space. You stand in the wide door frame, hands held together in front of you.
“Ah,” he chokes out. “Our new professor.” He quickly gets up to walk to the bookshelf behind him to rid the sight of you. His steps are light but eager; however, his back stands straight, and his head is held high. This was it? This was the fool he had read about? What a pity, he thinks as he climbs a few steps up the ladder of the bookshelf. Looks wasted on a simpleton.
Ratio tries to change the topic of conversation while trying not to show his evident surprise. “Say, what does an astronomer have that warrants the need for physics?” He questions.
You're quick to answer. “Well, the two are connected, I’m sure you’re aware.”
He is aware—he’s well aware. But he’s also aware of his unwelcomed knowledge of your hatred for anything purely mathematical in any sense, especially physics, which you loathe the most. He even remembers the page clearly in chapter twenty-six, section fou—but that's beside the point. His ever-growing facts about you are a card he cannot yet play. He has only gazed at you for a mere eight seconds. So for now, he will keep his mouth shut.
“I am,” he says confidently, a slight hint of offense in his voice. “Professors here, however usually tend to their specific fields rather than branching off.” His fingers trace the spine of the dusty books before carefully selecting one and then another.
“One of my students is infatuated by the correlation of the two. It’s something that I had no interest in during my years of studying.” The sound of you shuffling your feet bounces off the walls. “I’m forced to learn now I suppose.”
“Whatever for? You’re no physicist,” he scoffs. His hand lingers around a book as he debates himself in his mind.
“To answer my students' questions, of course,” you answer without a second thought.
A genius interested in the pursuit of other’s knowledge. Ratio’s frustrations physically manifest in the form of a silent sigh. An anomaly you were. An Irritating one at that.
He picks up the book.
He doesn’t say anything as he descends the ladder—or when he walks to where you stand with an uninterested look on his face. He simply plops the books in your hands with a quick “Here.” Their weight jolts you down briefly.
“Some of these are limited or editor's copies.” His eyes meet yours for the first time since you came in. “Do try not to dirty them.”
He turns to walk back to his desk, but the sound of your voice stops him.
“Which is your favorite?”
Ratio turns to walk back to you as he looks you up and down. His fingers fish between the books in your arms, and he pulls out one. It’s encased in golden leather. He lifts it up to hold it out in front of you.
Your hand grazes the hardcover. You look at it, eying the author. ‘Professor Emeritus.’ You look up at him with a hint of playfulness in your eyes. It makes him uneasy—like the breath has been sucked out of his lungs. But then you have the nerve to smile at him, and he can feel himself getting hot.
“Thank you,” you say, and you turn away.
His mind races. His heart beats a bit faster. It’s only when the click of your heels are out of earshot and when the doctor is trying to recover in his desk chair that he realizes he’s forgotten to tell you when to bring them back.
“...the only way to transcend the limitations of the individual is to have an academic network of mutual learning.”
- Intelligentsia Guild
He ignores you.
That’s not to say he doesn't see you. Of course, he does. How could one not see you? It has turned into a game over the past two weeks. He must spot you first to make sure you do not spot him.
So he does just that.
He has no use conversing with a Genius Society member turned idiot. He simply gave you those books to help the students you were teaching, nothing more.
So he carries on with his usual routine of avoiding you. Until, there’s a pile of books with ribbon wrapped around them at his office door. But there’s only three of them.
Ratio quickly picks up the stack of books and unlocks his office door. When at his desk, he finally notices the note placed neatly between the book and ribbon.
Thank you for letting me borrow these. They were very insightful. I have saved your recommendation for last. I will bring it back once I have finished it.
He examines your handwriting—your signature—and how the way you write your A’s and H’s differ from him.
As Ratio revels in the fact that you took his word at face value, he examines the books. His fingers caress the covers and flip through the pages.
You made sure not to dirty them.
“To grow and excel as a Scholar is to reconsider. A Hypothesis that is drawn due to stubbornness and ignorance is a hypothesis from no mind worth listening to.”
- Professor Emeritus in “Attentive Beings”
“Come in,” Ratio replies to the three knocks on his study door. This time, he looks up from his reading as soon as he hears the heels click on the polished wooden floor.
You smile at him—book held in hand.
He greets you with another disinterested look as he turns his head back to the papers in front of him. “Did you enjoy it?”
“I certainly did,” you call out. Although he doesn’t look at you, he can hear you walk slowly around his office. He lets out a sigh as he writes down something.
But then your heels click too close to the round table by the window in the corner of his study, and his mouth grows dry. He looks up as he watches you eye the books he had left open on the table, and put the book you had borrowed down. Your fingernails graze the papers slowly, and you turn the page.
“You read about me?”
Ratio’s throat closes up at your question as he scurries to organize the files and loose sheets of paper before him just to occupy his hands. He puts a fist to his lips and clears his throat. “I simply wanted to know more about the new Professor who would teach some of my former students,” he affirms boldly.
“It’s okay.” your eyes lift up from the pages and turn to him with a smile. “I read about you too.”
He’s not surprised. He shouldn’t be surprised. Any good scholar would do that. But something stirs inside him still. His stomach flips from…excitement. This odd feeling goes unnoticed by you as the doctor quickly covers himself with his swift response “Is that so?”
“Mhm,” you hum. You grab the book and slowly make your way closer and closer to his desk—to him. “You’re quite the mathematician,” you smile. “…and philosopher.”
His arms fold and his eyes trail your figure as you approach.
“So tell me, after reading this thing.” You hold up the book. “What’s your ‘philosophy’ on me?”
He sits there in silence looking at you.
“Please, Doctor,” you smirk. “Tell us your verdict on the new professor.”
He’s still hesitant. But the look you give him is like fire on his skin, and he wants to rid of it. So he speaks. “Fine, if you must know.” He lets out an exasperated sigh.
“You’re a fool. Through and through.”
“Is that so?”
“The evidence is clear.”
“Do elaborate, Doctor.”
He sighs again. What has he gotten himself into? “You’re an astronomer.”
“That I am,” you smirk. Oh, he hates that smirk of yours. That smile of yours. That face of yours.
“You’re an astronomer that hates physics.” Ratio stand subtly and makes his was round his desk to you. “Quite absurd actually.” He crosses his arms and you shift your body to look him in the eye. “You have no interest in anything mathematical when math is the foundation of all that ever was and will ever be.”
“Mhmm.” And there’s that smirk again as you look up at him.
“You’ve done mounds of research, and any organization would want you.” His voice is booming and stern as if he were lecturing one of his students. “Yet, you pick the IPC of all things to give your work to.”
You're a star, you blaze. Yet you choose to be mediocre like him. It's infuriating.
You nod, and he takes a step closer to you. His brows furrow in frustration, and his finger points down at you.
“And the cherry on top is that you’ve chosen to stray from the Erudition and-“
“Leave the genius Society,” you finish.
Your voice strikes him. He flinches backward and his back stiffens. You’re toying with him. He wonders if it is something he’s opposed to.
“Is that why you dislike me, Veritas?”
He’s opposed to it, he concludes. He steps back, and his arms go to his chest once more. “Dislike?” He lets out an exclaimed scoff. “I barely know you, Professor.” He lets the last word roll off his tongue like an insult.
You hold up the book in your hands and read the title to yourself. ‘Exploring the Starlit Genius’
“Barely?” You ask.
“Nonsense,” is all he can claim as he returns to his desk.
You lean over it, your spread out hands creating a mess of his once neatly placed papers. “You make a conscious effort not to meet my eyes around here.”
Ever the observant one you were. But he denies it. “Our paths must have never crossed,” he explains.
You tilt your head with a knowing look as you cross your arms. “Don’t lie Veritas.”
A shiver goes down his spine. He doesn’t know if it's because it’s the first time he’s ever been called a liar or because you’ve just said his first name. It’s been a while since someone called him something other than “Doctor” or “Professor.” At least that's the quick excuse he can come up with on the spot to ease his jittery mind.
He’s caught. He’s finally caught. So he defends his hypothesis.
“I don’t like fools,” he states matter-a-factly. “I tend to stay away from them.”
“But not from me?”
Oh your tongue is clever. Not as clever as his, he reassures himself.
“You seem to know a lot about me.”
He’s red. He knows it. But he cant seem to find something to throw back at you. His quick wit is anywhere but in the present.
“Is it because deep down you know I’m right?” Your face softens.
He stays silent.
“Out of all the literature about me, you’ve chosen that which is not written by me.” You run your hands across the book's cover and place it neatly before him. “You’ve been reading the books with my name on them but have never picked up the ones that I myself created. Why is that?” You smile, but your face shows genuine perplexity.
If he has an answer, he doesn’t tell you. He keeps it to himself. However, the question he asks in response is an answer in itself.
“Why did you leave?” His voice is low—broken even.
Your smile turns into an expression filled with a touch of sadness. “You ask questions you know the answer to?”
“Don't you dare mock me,” he snaps.
“What else are fools good for?”
He’s silent as his lips purse in anger. There are a few beats before he responds. “Teaching.”
Your face lightens in surprise, and your original charming smile returns.
He wants to know. He yearns to know. But when you finally give him his answer, he knows it will burn like fire. He’ll finally have a reason why the thing he fought so much for was not all it was chopped up to be. The younger years of his life–wasted to appease THEM—all for nothing. Although he had reached a place of contentment, there was a little boy still in him who wanted to keep his former fantasy alive.
“The Erudition is something that consumes people as do all Aeons. You know this, right Professor?”
What you say is common sense. He gives you no answer or satisfaction. But he continues to listen attentively.
“All intelligent minds are selfish to some extent. The genius society is filled with people who will pursue knowledge regardless of the people hurt. This includes themselves.In order to be a person of pure logic—a genius…” You pause for a second. “…you must lack empathy to some extent.”
You turn to meet him, and he swears he’s never seen any eyes more beautiful and full of honesty than yours. “And I have too much.”
And then, at your words, something clicks in his brain.
Another smile takes over your lips as you face your body towards him. “And I believe you have more than you let on, Doctor.”
He’s in silence.
He says nothing because he can’t say something.
You walk around to the other side of his desk where he sits. His eyes follow your ever move while you do so. Your hand unlocks the clasp of your satchel and disappears inside. When it comes out, a book appears before him.
He takes it in his hands tenderly and then looks at the title. ‘Philosophy of the Stars,’ he reads to himself. Then his eyes wander to the bottom of the cover, and there’s your name printed in gold. He looks up at you expectantly.
Of course, when his eyes land on your face, your expression is full of glee. “If you wish to learn more about me, I hope you’ll do so through a book with all of my own words.”
You say nothing more as you turn on your heels and leave his office. Leaving Ratio with a feeling of shock and emptiness.
His hand comes up to his face, and he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He sits there in silence and realizes…
You are none of what he had made you out to be…
Not a fool. Not an idiot. Not a genius.
But a kind soul.
He realizes that he was good enough. That he was not a fool either. Just a young boy who cared.
His eyes linger on the book you left him— the book that his hands refuse to put down. He opens it to the very first page, and he finds your writing in it and a note that slips out on his lap.
For the mediocre Dr. Veritas Ratio.
Your name is signed as elegantly as before. He puts down the book on his desk and picks up the folded note on his lap.
Feel free to dirty this. But keep it clean if you wish to auction it. It will be worth more with both our names on it, so don’t undersell. It is yours to do with as you please.
One thing Veritas knows for sure is that this book won’t leave his possession in all his years to come.
“THEIR silence was deafening.”
- Genius Society–Erudition, Astral Express Data Bank
Dr. Ratio is sharp, precise, and calculated. He considers himself to be all those things; he is a needle.
But if Dr. Veritas Ratio is a needle, then you are a pin.
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CHARACTERS. alhaitham, kamisato ayato, tartaglia (childe), diluc ragnvider, kaeya alberich
PRONOUNS. she/her
TW. mentions of breakdown (in alhaitham's part)
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༉‧₊˚. ALHAITHAM
ABOUT LOVER - BEFORE FALLING IN LOVE
Now, what would you like to know about the manager of Puspa Café? Y/N was once a talented student and researcher at the Akademiya before she walked off. She was notorious for burning all her research before the Grand Sage had the chance to obtain them but even after that, all the students within the Akademiya have nothing but praises about her, always coming into the cafe for a chance to have a tutor session with the famous ex-researcher…some might even say her wisdom rivals against most beings but she would tell you to not disrespect.
ABOUT LOVER - FELL IN LOVE
Don’t you think you are asking too much about her? Yes, Y/N is someone I hold dear but other than that, I rather not say anything more than that…it’s a private matter between me and her.
[Tighnari - About Alhaitham’s Lover
He’s like a hawk around her like we get it, Y/N is your lover. However, I understand why he is protective of her, after her infamous breakdown back at the Akademiya, she has never been the same. Never smiled or laugh cheerfully like she did back when she was a student, but ever since her relations with Alhaitham, she seems to slowly get back to her old self…don’t tell anyone I told you this but every time he sees her, he suddenly shines like a Nilotpala Lotus.]
༉‧₊˚. KAMISATO AYATO
ABOUT LOVER - BEFORE FALLING IN LOVE
Lady Y/N is no stanger to the Kamisato Clan, matter of fact, she also friends with Ayaka but due to her being one of the adopted daughters of the Kujou Clan, she is extremely busy…yet, she doesn’t seem close to her parental figures at all. As much as Kujou Sara has gratitude to old man Kujou, Y/N seems to despise him more than ever…maybe me and her have more in common than I originally thought.
ABOUT LOVER - FELL IN LOVE
Me and Lady Y/N have been engaged for a while, hehe. It was kept a secret between the both of us before Y/N found the right time to break away from the Kujou Clan without any issues. The old man couldn’t believe what he was hearing once I came in and took her back to the Kamisato estate, what a sight it was. I am more than delighted to have her by my side for a lifetime.
[Kamisato Ayaka - About Kamisato Ayato’s Lover
I’ve known my brother had an eye for Y/N for quite some time, it’s actually quite funny to see him subtly stumble on his words when he doesn’t know it. When I heard of their engagement, I was so delighted to hear that she was going to be my sister, now I have another person to make sure my brother takes care of himself.]
༉‧₊˚. TARTAGLIA
ABOUT LOVER - BEFORE FALLING IN LOVE
What would you like to know about Y/N, comrade? I could give you pages upon pages about her and it still wouldn’t be enough. Y/N is a childhood friend of mine that I hold dear, she’s very close with my siblings as they see her as an older sister. Ah…I still remember the days when she would smack my head whenever I did something she said was ‘stupid’...kind of miss that feeling.
ABOUT LOVER - FELL IN LOVE
It was actually Sonia who made me realise that I was in love with Y/N. Actually, I think I already knew deep down but was worried due to my involvement with the Fatui, but she’s a kind-heared soul that accepts me in every way! Why is my forehead red? Oh, comrade, make sure not to get on her bad side…she’s quite strong.
[Zhongli - About Tartaglia’s Lover
Sometimes I wonder how that rascal was able to capture the heart of Miss Y/N, but I admire his enthusiasm when she comes up in conversation. Knowing him, he would show off Y/N in any chance he got and I’m surprised he didn’t drag her to Liyue to do so.]
༉‧₊˚. DILUC RAGNVIDER
ABOUT LOVER - BEFORE FALLING IN LOVE
Y/N? She sometimes volunteers at the tavern when she has the free time but she mostly works with Lisa as a librarian. She’s quite reliable if she ever wants to join the Knights of Favonius but she said she rather not get into much physical work…but I feel like she knows too much about things - actually, let me apologise, I shouldn’t have said that about her.
ABOUT LOVER - FELL IN LOVE
Y/N? She’s doing perfectly fine…What’s new? Me and her have gotten closer over the past time and decided to commit to a romantic relationship, it’s nervewracking but at the same time, it’s nice not having to walk alone after a long time…It’s quite peaceful.
[Kaeya Alberich - About Dilic Ragnvider’s Lover
Sometimes I wonder how Y/N has fun with Diluc. Like, what are the dates like? How do the conversations flow between them? How does she even giggle within his presence when he is as dead as a frying pan? But…It’s nice to see how much Diluc is opening up again.]
༉‧₊˚. KAEYA ALBERICH
ABOUT LOVER - BEFORE FALLING IN LOVE
Oh? Don’t tell me you have eyes for Y/N too. Hahaha, well sorry, she caught my eye first…maybe next time after my…..fiftieth rejection?!
ABOUT LOVER - FELL IN LOVE
Hahaha, of course I won at the end. I managed to steal her heart and now she has become my lover. Being with her is like taking a sip of the most expensive sparkling wine. Divine.
[Diluc Ragnvider - About Kaeya Alberich’s Lover
From what I heard he had been bothering her for some time and often comes to rant to me about them. But after she accepted that one date, her opinion has somewhat changed. You see, she still gets annoyed but it’s more of a worried annoyance. I just hope he doesn’t stress her out too much.]
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would’ve could’ve should’ve (alhaitham x gn!reader)
SALUTATIONS. would’ve could’ve should’ve
ADDRESSED. alhaitham (w/ gn!reader)
STAMPS. in which you break up with alhaitham and he sees you again one year later.
CONTENT. angst/no-comfort, ooc!alhaitham (?), break-up, grammar errors, it’s mentioned that alhaitham has past lovers (which are not canon)
POST-SCRIPT. expect more angst fics coming soon while waiting for evermore <33 !!
LINKS. masterlist \ taglist
Alhaitham is a rational man.
It’s what helps him focus on important things that benefit him. It’s what helps him know what’s necessary or not. It’s what helps him seek truths and knowledge. It’s what helps him choose decisions without his emotions getting in the way. It’s what makes him not an emotional man.
That’s why it’s easy for him to oblige and agree when you ask for a break up. To him, relationships are just partnerships that bring beneficial things. He expected this relationship to end just like his other ones, so he wasn’t too surprised with your request.
Alhaitham could only watch you pack your things and leave the place as he bids you goodbye and wishes you well. That’s the last time he ever saw you.
He thought you’re like everyone else who got to be in a relationship with him — and for your information, he makes sure to treat them all well — you enjoy your time with him, and then break up with him.
However, unlike the relationships he had, his relationship with you is… different.
Unlike with his other relationships, his relationship with you was the longest one — to the point where you even moved in with him in his home and spent time together working in his office.
When you left, his home was a bit… emptier and quiet. He tells himself that it’s just because he got used to your presence around this place. It’s not like he misses the sounds of you humming to a song while working in his office.
It’s not like he misses seeing you in the kitchen looking through the refrigerator. It’s not like he misses seeing you in the living room reading a book, nor does he miss seeing you in the bedroom waiting for him, reading yet another novel that sparks your interest.
It’s not like he misses you dragging him outside to take him to restaurants or shops, nor does he miss you hugging him from behind and watching him work.
Besides that, his office feels strangely suffocating. He always finds himself glancing at a certain spot, only to find nothing there. He couldn’t stand staying in his office for too long, and he doesn’t know why.
He doesn’t miss anything from your relationship. Not at all.
Even when he always expects to hear the sounds of you rushing towards him for a hug when he comes home, even when he expects to see you in the bedroom, and even when he’s always reminded of you whenever he goes out, remembering the times when you took him out.
He doesn’t know why you’re different from his other exes, but he regretted it when he found out.
It took him exactly 1 year, 2 months and 1 day, when he finally saw you again after the break-up.
You look different, but in a good way. You look happier than before, and you seem pleasantly surprised to bump into him.
“Hello, Alhaitham.” You spoke to him softly with a smile. A smile which made his heart feel things.
“Hello as well, ( Name ).” He replied, his shoulders relaxing. “How are you?”
You look a bit surprised from his question, only for your eyes to soften. “I’ve been doing well. How about you? How are things going for you as the Acting Grand Sage?”
“I’ve been doing well, but it’s quite a hassle to be in such a position.” He says with a huff.
He hears you laughing lightly from his comment, which causes his lips to twitch a little from the sound. “I see you’re still you as always.. I’m glad.” You said.
Alhaitham couldn’t help but feel as if he wanted to say more things to you. He wants to tell you how his home feels emptier since you left, how things aren’t the same as it used to be before he met you, and how much he misses y—
He stops himself before he could admit it.
“I have to go now. It was nice seeing you, Alhaitham.” You said with a smile. “Take care of yourself, alright?”
“...Take care, ( Name ). It was nice seeing you as well.”
And with that, he watches you walk away. Conflict runs through his thoughts, unsure whether or not he should stop you and admit it.
.
.
.
“…( Name ), wait.”
You immediately stop your tracks and look back at Alhaitham in confusion. “Yes?”
Alhaitham hesitates for a moment, still unsure what to say. I love you. I miss you. I was a fool for letting you go.
With so many things he wanted to say to you, he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
“…I’m sorry for what I did last year.” was all he could say. He realized it’s better to let you go, so that you could be with someone else who could make you happier than he can.
You’re surprised by his words, thinking of what to say next.
“..It’s all in the past. There’s nothing for you to apologize for since you didn’t do anything wrong.” You said with an assuring smile. “I.. I’m sorry too. I hope you find someone who makes you happy.”
You then turn around. “See you next time, Alhaitham.”
And then you’re gone.
Alhaitham kept his mouth shut. Although his face remains as stoic as it can be, his feelings weren’t.
Because all in all, he did find someone who makes him happy.
It’s you.
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☀️FNAF DCA x Y/N Fic Recs🌑
All of them are DCA x Reader[romantic/queerplatonic]. NSFW fics at the bottom (I like those that have plot and/or have fluff <3)
Inspired by: Pillowspaces' DCA Fic Recs.
I've read them all and I love them all sO MUCH
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PLEASE check each fics tags before reading them.
Last updated: 13/Dec/2024 [Total: 26 fics]
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☀️Solar Lunacy by BamSara (AO3 account required)
Samebody!Sun/Moon/Eclipse x Staff!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: @bamsara]
You weren't a technician, you weren't a security guard, you weren't a daycare assistant. You're just an employee. Staff. The ‘jack-of-all-trades’ employee with mediocre at best skills and specialty in none, tasked with doing miscellaneous jobs that robots couldn't do and human staff couldn't care to. The job is unpredictable, but it pays good and it's relatively easy.
Except for the part where all the animatronics are more sentient than you thought, and you're roped into a mystery surrounding the Daycare Attendants, who are bit too curious about you for your liking.
You don't think this was in your employee contact.
| Words: 225,814 | Chapters: 16/?
🌑Love, Death and Rollerskates by Spadillelicious
Rollerskater!Sun, Janitor!Moon, Metalstar!Eclipse x Staff!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: @spadillelicious]
After moving to Crescent City in the 80s, you pick up a job at the local roller rink Party Planet. Ironic, considering roller skating is definitely not one of your talents.
On the bright side, you get to work with the friendly Sun. On the other hand, you also have to interact with the gruff janitor and security guard Moon on a daily basis.
But when staying after hours one day, despite being strictly instructed not to, you find out a terrible secret that changes everything you knew about Sun, Moon and Crescent City forever.
| Words: 98,091 | Chapters: 18/?
☀️Celestial Sundown by clutterspace
God!Sun, God!Moon, God!Eclipse x Human!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: @pillowspace]
There was something slumped beneath a tree, and you had no idea what it was. The sunlight shone brighter where it laid, despite the leaves above not differing from any of the other foliage.
It was such a small thing to notice in comparison to everything else, but it brought a small hysterical giggle out past the lump in your throat as it finally clicked in place what you were seeing.
It was a god.
You are a peasant living in the middle of the woods, Sun is the god of day you brought back home with you, and Moon is the god of night tucked away in the Celestial Realm.
| Words: 83,805 | Chapters: 7/?
🌑In Deep Dreams Between the Waves by NaffEclipse (AO3 account required)
Mermaid!Eclipse x Human!Reader
~~ [AU: @naffeclipse. Designs: naffeclipse, @deliasmoothie]
You see a fish, but the fish isn’t really a fish, because he looks up at you with big yellow eyes, wide with fright. Large black pupils dart around frantically. He’s small, less than half your size, which surprises you. You know mers are supposed to be big sea monsters that sink boats or cause storms, but you don’t see a monster. You think of a baby while staring at his chubby round face, creased with fear, and his small tail.
| Words: 55,644 | Chapters: 5/5
☀️Song Fish Amid the Stars by NaffEclipse (AO3 account required)
Mermaid!Sun, Mermaid!Moon x Human!Reader
~~ [AU: naffeclipse. Designs: naffeclipse, deliasmoothie]
This is a type of sequel to In Deep Dreams Between the Waves.
A pang hits your heart, going out to the little fish struggling to escape the cruel and entrapping lagoon.
But they look like mers. Sea monsters.
| Words: 69,362 | Chapters: 6/6
🌑Sleuth Jesters by NaffEclipse (AO3 account required)
Detective!Sun, Detective!Moon, MafiaBoss!Eclipse x Vigilante!Reader
~~ [AU: @sunnys-aesthetic, naffeclipse. YN,Sun&Moon Designs: sunnys-aesthetic. Eclipse Design: naffeclipse, deliasmoothie]
“If I may, Detectives, I believe that the score is set at a tie on how many times you’ve both let me slip away under your watch.” You grin at the sun and moon like faces of your opponents in this game of cat and mouse. The narrow slice of Detective Moon’s gaze becomes threatening, where Detective Sun curls and uncurls his fingers in anticipation of whatever scheme you’re concocting.
| Words: 174,134 | Chapters: 15/15
☀️Pisces Caelestis by S_V
Mermaid!Sun, Mermaid!Moon x Human!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: @sortvaniliekrans]
Underneath the glowing eyes, a great maw opened to hiss at you, baring several rows of needle-like fangs, wicked looking and sharp and also glowing in the blacklight. As the thing hissed, the cries started up again, more frantic this time, and accompanied by- it almost sounded like scratching?
And it was coming from behind you.
The bleeding creature had never been the one wailing.
| Words: 76,588 | Chapters: 13/?
🌑Wintersweet Spirit by NaffEclipse (AO3 account required)
Winterspirit!Sun x Human!Y/N
~~ [AU: naffeclipse. Designs: naffeclipse, @berrythefish]
Your visit to a beautiful, tucked-away mountain town leaves you curious about the beliefs of a mythical beast who watches over the peaks and snowy ranges. An ill-advised trek toward the summit sends you tumbling directly into the mythical beast's domain as you must accept his guiding hand to endure the harsh mountaintop.
He is power and brightness, and the only one who can carry you through the snow.
| Words: 34,212 | Chapters: 3/3
☀️Celestial Omens by BamSara
Siren!Sun, Siren!Moon x Human!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: bamsara]
When you are ten years old, you find two creatures, bloodied and injured, trapped a net on the beach near your home. You save them, make friends with them, and return them to the sea, leaving you to wonder later if your friends with the Sun colored scales and fins that shone like the full Moon were real or imagined up by a childhood of loneliess.
Time passes. You hear stories of monsters, Sirens in the water, one that is a good omen if spotted, promising your safe voyage as long as you respect the rules of the ocean, and one that sinks ships and eats people for fun. Just folktales meant to scare children.
A decade later, they return the favor, though they don't plan on leaving you so easily this time.
| Words: 36,318 | Chapters: 3/?
🌑Sources of Light by JackOfAllRabbits (AO3 account required)
Alien!Sun x Alien!Moon x Human!Y/N x Alien!Eclipse
~~ [AU & Designs: @maudiemoods]
Space has always seemed so far away until now...
Your life was mundane and simple; work, eat, and sleep. Taking small joys as they come to you and trying not to worry. Then, a summer night like any other takes a dramatic turn when you encounter a pair of aliens who had not anticipated meeting a human. In a panic you find yourself swept away onto their ship and now must navigate a universe of unknowns, starting with your strange abductors and the secrets surrounding them.
| Words: 120,077 | Chapters: 15/15
☀️Signs of Life by JackOfAllRabbits (AO3 account required)
Alien!Eclipse x Scientist!Y/N
~~ [AU & Designs: maudiemoods, @jackofallrabbits]
A new scientist has been hired to the Faz Co. research facility in the heart of the desert where any number of secrets can be kept. You are full of curiosity and are especially interested in a particularly fascinating subject that Faz Co. is holding.
A certain dangerous alien. Will you get too close for comfort? Is it worth the risk?
This fic is something of a sequel fic to Sources of Light and will revolve around Eclipse. This fic can stand on its own but there might be mention of past events.
| Words: 127,034 | Chapters: 13/?
🌑Cryptid Sightings by NaffEclipse (AO3 account required)
CryptidinAnimatronic!Sun/Moon x CryptidHunter!Y/N
~~ [AU: naffeclipse. Designs: naffeclipse, deliasmoothie]
Perhaps this would scare a person, being all alone in the woods in the dark, but not you. You’re too intertwined with the paranormal and inexplicable. It’s in your blood. That doesn’t mean your heart won’t pound with terror when you face something with fangs and hungry eyes for flesh, but you don’t run away, and that’s what matters most.
You will face the monsters.
| Words: 253,823 | Chapters: 21/21
☀️What the Tide Keeps by Cipher_the_Sidhe
Mer!Sun, Mer!Moon x MerHandler!Y/N
~~ [AU & Designs: @cipher-the-sidhe]
Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Mega Water World, the premier aquarium in the world! Enjoy our state-of-the-art rides and attractions, our dazzling animal performances, and prepare to be amazed by the stars of our show: live mers!
You are a mer handler at the illustrious Mega Water World. Or, you were, until something happens to the mer in your care and FazCo buries it all under red tape. Driven by grief and guilt, you team up with a fellow handler to uncover and bring to light the company’s unethical practices surrounding the mysterious mers they keep on display.
But what do you do when your search for the truth brings you face to face with two abandoned mers wasting away in the ruins of one of FazCo's old holding facilities? The mers are hurt and scared, but you are determined to make up for your past failure. You are going to take care of them, even if it kills you. And with two traumatized mers to contend with, it just might.
| Words: 36,072 | Chapters: 3/?
🌑Charm Brought It Back by NaffEclipse
Witch!Sun, Witch!Moon, Witch!Eclipse x Human!Y/N
~~ [AU: naffeclipse, jackofallrabbits. Designs: naffeclipse, jackofallrabbits, deliasmoothie]
The boys star as the witchy brothers who return once a fated reader lights the starry candle. They simply must show their gratitude!
| Words: 26,680 | Chapters: 5/5
☀️Of Fools in Gilded Masks by CloudyVoid, CrazedAuthor (AO3 account required)
RoyalJester/Prince!Sun, RoyalJester/Prince!Moon x Princess!Y/N
~~ [AU: @head-in-the-icloud, @crazedauthor. Designs: head-in-the-icloud]
When you're invited to the Kingdom of Pleiades to try and woo Prince Sun or Prince Moon's hands in marriage along with many other suitors, you are less than enthused.
During your stay however, you get acquainted with their court jesters Dawn and Dusk; two performers with such wild personalities much different to that of royalty. Dawn with their bubbly personality and quick witted jokes, Dusk with their small pranks and sleepy like attitude. You can't help but want to spend time with them instead of the princes you now avoid.
If only you knew that Dawn and Dusk, Prince Sun and Prince Moon, were one in the same.
| Words: 20,692 | Chapters: 2/?
🌑Apex Polarity by NaffEclipse (AO3 account required)
SirenOrca!Eclipse x Photographer!Y/N
~~ [AU: naffeclipse. Designs: naffeclipse, deliasmoothie]
In the Arctic, all is beautiful and cold and lethal. You tread over ice and underneath, a dark, powerful siren stalks you. Though you try to resist, you succumb to the lure of the mer and his decision to have you.
How do you survive an apex predator?
| Words: 125,998 | Chapters: 12/12
☀️Long Road Ahead by bubbiesaur
Samebody!Sun/Moon/Eclipse x Human!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: @bubbiethesaur]
You didn't want a PleasureBot. You didn't need a PleasureBot. But here you were staring at a box from PleasureWorks (subsidiary of Fazbear Entertainment) and cursing your aunt. Just because you were alone doesn't mean you were unhappy. At least that's what you told yourself.
But when you open the package, you get a lot more than you bargained for. There's a long road ahead for the three of you...as long as you survive the first night.
| Words: 206,115 | Chapters: 18/?
🌑(Don't) Fear the Reaper by muzzle
CampCounselor!Sun, CampCounselor!Moon x Human!Reader
~~ [AU & Designs: @muzzlemouths]
Ten years after the tragedy that befell Camp Cosmo, something stirs in the woods, growing restless. A simple phone call embroils you in the fate of six guilty counselors, haunted by their past and a vengeful shadow that won't soon let them forget.
Your own innocence is called into question when friends become enemies, placing a target on your back, and you're met with a choice: play along, or become the next victim.
| Words: 61,870 | Chapters: 7/10
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☀️Product Testing by Bearitt
Samebody!Sun/Moon x Staff!Reader
You’re not exactly sure why you were chosen for this specific task they gave you, other than that you basically signed your life away in the fine print of your work contract and can’t really refuse what they ask of you but nonetheless it still makes you wonder.
| Words: 2,152 | Chapters: 1/1
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🔞The Pizzaplex Nighttime Mechanic by crickyluv
Same body!Sun/Moon, Glitch!Eclipse x Mechanic!Reader
~~ [AU: @crickyluv. Sun Design: crickyluv. Eclipse,Moon Design: crickyluv, deliasmoothie]
You finally got the job as the nighttime mechanic at Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex! Unfortunately, you get a double shift. At least you get to spend time fixing the animatronic you knew best: Sun!
This is a slow burn that eventually turns into NSFW. There is a TON to get to before the spice comes.
| Words: 223,793 | Chapters: 49/?
🔞I Watched You Become a Stranger & How to Lure a Handler by IcedMetalTea (AO3 account required)
Mer!Sun, Mer!Moon x Handler!Y/N
~~ [AU & Designs: @icedmetaltea]
You work at one of the few aquariums cleared to house merfolk as a handler for twin mers who live in a sort of petting pool targeted at kids, as they've proven to be harmless to humans through the years. You spend your days taking care of them and supervising their interactions with the public.
You arrive at the exhibit for your early morning shift and, as you prepare for the day's visitors, the automatic door to the room malfunctions and slams shut while you're inside. You find yourself trapped with no sources of food, and the two creatures who have a very big appetite.
| Words: 14,041 | Chapters: 2/2
🔞Demon support by Megafacts
Demon!Sun x Demon!Moon x Human!Reader
~~ [AU: @megafactuals. Designs: megafactuals, deliasmoothie]
You decide to try and summon a demon to destroy the world as a big bang to end all of humanity. Then earn the lavish life you wanted when you went to hell.
Instead you get two small demons who say they can satisfy your very desire, except the desire you called them for.
Bull. Shit.
| Words: 10,801 | Chapters: 2/?
🔞Love for the endangered by Megafacts
Seahorse!Sun x Seahorse!Moon x Researcher!Y/N
~~ [AU: @megafactuals. Designs: megafactuals, deliasmoothie]
You worked as a researchers for endangered species at a sanctuary.
One day, two of the newly discovered seahorse merfolk species come into the sanctuary after being caught in a net left in the ocean. Instead of releasing them back to the wild, the upper ranks at the sanctuary decide to use them for a breeding program.
Over the next few months you must decide to help your new friends escape or force them to spend their first mating cycle trapped inside of the sanctuary.
| Words: 28,299 | Chapters: 2/2
🔞We Can Serve You Better, Than They Can by Bearitt
RoyalGuard!Sun x RoyalGuard!Moon x Princess!Y/N
~~ [AU & Designs: @flusteredfools]
It wasn’t your fault, none of it was but you were the one who was punished and both Sir Sun and Sir Moon hated that. It was the King’s affair with the Sorcerer that caused your unfortunate fate. He played with the wrong heart, made too many promises with no intent to keep them; and you, kind, sensitive, beautiful, youngest of seven royal children, last in line to the throne, originally the King’s favorite child, you took the punishment.
A curse of lust, only to be cured by someone who truly loves you for more than what lies skin deep filling you up entirely; true love, they scoff. Every day as the sun sets, your body lights with an inner fire, every touch you feel feels hundreds times more sensitive to you and you yearn and beg for someone to hold you, fill you and ease the flames you feel burning inside.
In the King’s attempt to keep his secret and your curse hidden, he built you your own annex; a few trusted servants, staff and just you, furthest away from everyone else until you were able to find your true love and lift the curse.
| Words: 26,266 | Chapters: 5/5
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🔞Reeling You In by BrainrotObsessions
Mer!Sun, Mer!Moon x Handler!Y/N
As their handler, Sun and Moon relentlessly attempted to court you, often in ways that just came out needy, as cute as it was. As much as you loved them, you constantly had to hold back from returning those affections. But over time, it was slowly cracking away at your resolve.
A new tactic is what finally gets you to break.
| Words: 12,965 | Chapters: 2/2
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🔞Tempting the Stars by H_Grail
SamebodyAndroid!Sun/Moon/Eclipse x Technician!Y/N
You’re a Repair Technician that lives at the Pizzaplex, nothing weird about that. The days are filled with the hustle of making sure that the characters are in tip-top shape, well all the characters except for the Daycare Attendant.
You’ve never seen them and they have their own tech, but what happens when suddenly that tech has to take an indefinite leave of absence and you are the one that is responsible for filling in the position?
| Words: 45,815 | Chapters: 7/7
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SMALL IMPORTANT EXTRA NOTE
If you have any fic you wish to recommend me, please do! Though that will not guarantee it entering this list. And do consider that, as the title says and as I stated at the start, the fics added to this list are soley X READER/YN thus the relationship between the reader and the DCA is romantic or queerplatonic to some degree or can be interpreted as so <3
So, it's the first fic I decided to translate :D
I'm doing it mostly just for my dear Xiao (szia!) so you must know there is no appropriate editing :D
Fandom: MXM, AB6IX
Pairing: Youngmin/Woojin(one sided), Donghyun/Youngmin, Woojin/Daehwee
Summary: "Because Yeonmin has a beautiful "Kim Donghyun" on his shoulders by Hangul, and only "Woojin-Woojin-Woojin" in his mind"
Yongmin's got it all fucked up.
Warning: soulmate AU, soolmates's name on skin, K-pop, ex member, rude words, not good text, maybe no plot, maybe bad explanation, no editing, translated in 5 am so no judge :D
Busan Tech. - means Busan College of Information Technology, since all characters are in Busan
Park Woojin has a beautiful smile, even with crooked teeth and malocclusion. He has a rough voice, a purely boyish character and a willingness to protect his loved ones, even though he is not even twenty. He is a small tanned sun with still childishly plump cheeks, and he is the stabbing pain of Youngmin's heart.
They have known each other since their parents met as new neighbors and became friends with families. Buddies - since baby Woojin sat down on his bed and called Youngmin's room cool, even though he was only five and didn't know a thing about hip-hop of the nineties. Best friends - since Yeongmin protected him from annoying classmates who were bothering him because of the name under his ribs.
Park Woojin is his first love, which Youngmin nurtured in himself, stubbornly ignoring the hangul on his shoulders and Woojin's dreams of the destined. Woojin became his unhealthy obsession and Yeonmin pursued him for ten years until a fucking fate destroyed everything.
- Hyung, I found him! I found Daehwee!
Everything was perfectly fine, until Woojin's dreams became enthusiastic real stories, when Lee Daehwee appeared on the horizon of their future.
Lee Daehwee.
The one whose name is burned under Woojin's ribs, Hangul on Woojin's sun kissed skin.
His fucking destined one. A long-awaited dream.
- I'm Lee Daehwee, Woojin's soulmate, nice to meet you. Please take care of me, hyung.
Youngmin would like to hate him. Try a little harder, make some efforts and separate this couple. It's not that difficult, Youngnmin just has to be more selfish. But he gasps, he can't find words when he sees how happy Woojin is, just holding Daehwee's hand. Love and adoring look in his eyes, trembling hands and this sweet awkwardness between them. Youngmin sees, how Daehwee is nervous, though he is as happy as he should be, Youngmin sees his fears and anxiety. He understands that Dehwee really wants to please him, as a close person of Woojin. How Dehwee tries to make Woojin happy, and it breaks Youngmin's heart.
Because, after all, he isn't crazy enough with his love to ignore how Woojin pronounces Daehwee's name.
Softly, adoring, with love in every sound and gasping a little. Right the way it happens to the most important people in your life.
And that's why he says:
- Please take care of Woojin.
Thus, Park Ujin, Yeonmin's first and only love, became the one who broke his heart into small pieces and kept destroying his life with his happiness: hugging, having fun and chatting incessantly about his Daehwee.
Yeonmin's life was like walking on broken glass and endlessly waiting for his happiness.
Until Kim Donghyun showed up, flashing with his smile and Yeonmin's name right around his neck.
- You are my destined one? My soulmate? - Yeonmin's heart does not dance, nor does his breathing stop. There is no stars in his eyes, no butterflies in his stomach and no will to please this young guy with pure smile and adoration in his eyes. He feels nothing but irritation and endless fatigue, and he doesn't even want to talk to Donghyun. He looks too enthusiastic, too joyful, and there is so much hope and self-confidence in his gaze that Yeonmin is physically ill.
Because Donghyun looks at him the way Woojin did to Daehwee.
- Sorry, man. Not interested. I already have someone.
Youngnmin is literally sick of all this soulmate shit. He snaps at Donghyun, he doesn't allow to come closer than a meter, and ignores him in every possible way. He washes his hands of it.
Because Yeonmin has a beautiful "Kim Donghyun" on his shoulders by Hangul, and only "Woojin-Woojin-Woojin" in his mind.
Yongmin's got it all fucked up.
- Hyung, we have decided that we will study in Seoul. Dehwee wants to go to that stupid singing school.
Youngming gasps.
- What about… what about Busan Tech*?
- Come on, Hyung. You said they would take me anywhere. And if not, I will go to work, with my bike I'm welcome in every delivery service.
And Park Woojin has "Lee Daehwee" under her ribs and fingers in Daehwee's hairs, lips on his skin, a life together and a promised nasty "happily ever after" in the plans. There are just just him, his beloved one and dreams about their future.
Park Woojin is doing insultingly well, and it's ruining Youngmin's life.
But it gives a good chance to Donghyun.
- Alright, hyung, just give up. Let him go.
Kim Donghyun is a headache that cannot be ignored, at least because of the eternal itching on the skin and an overwhelming sense of guilt.
- Don't you dare to order me what to do. What are you waiting for, huh? I already told you…
- You're not so selfish as to ruin his life. Right, hyung? You won't mourn your first love forever, I know. I will wait. I have enough patient for you.
Kim Donghyun is a soothing "it's okay" before the first shared kiss and a confident "I'll wait." He is the slanted cunning eyes and a serene smile, warm hands and a lot of touches, a firm shoulder and an inadequate desire to be around at any time. He looks at Yeonmin with a knowing look and never once condemns him for his choice. But he does not give up on his own.
(He doesn't give up on Yeongmin.)
- Whatever you want, - Lim Youngmin is too tired to fight against him, though there is no willing to mess up with this guy.
Kim Donghyun is the most stubborn and persistent person Youngmin has ever known. And 'cause of his personality, Yeonmin wants to prove him wrong, refute his every word and kick him out of his life. But he can't, because he stumbles, bumping into a loving look and finding himself in Donghyun's apartment far too often, where they soon find themselves without clothes.
(Surprisingly, when Donghyun hugs him from behind, burying his head in his neck, their names touch.
And Youngmin's skin stops itching.)
Yeonmin would like to go after Woojin, tear him away from this nasty boyfriend and give Woojin his heart. He wants to say, go on, it's already yours, broken as fuck, you can hardly glue it together. Youngmin could have spat on his maturity, turn on his selfishness and force Woojin to take responsibility. After all, how long have they known each other?.. The whole life?
But he won't do anything. Because he finds his heart in Donghyun's hands, carefully patching up his wounds. And then Youngmin realizes that Donghyun understands what it's like to have unrequited love better than anyone else. After all, he looks at him the same way Youngmin looked at Woojin.
Maybe that's why only he manages to erase the name "Park Woojin" from Youngmin's head little by little?
MADE TO BE MINE ( a scara x reader smau! )
with all the drama that happened ( that he caused ) and all the things you lost ( that he lost ), you promised yourself that you'd leave everything in the past... so why is the famous youtuber with two million subscribers, music major and ex lover kuni, suddenly back in your life? why is he now back, intruding into your long-anticipated campaign with RAIDENTERTAINMENT? and why is yae telling you that he’ll be doing it with you?
status !
ongoing. sporadic updates. started 20.5.23. this will be worked on alongside UNDER THE MASK.
content !
scara x gn!reader smau series! with youtuber au, influencer au, college au, smau! twitter drama is included. there will be written parts. timestamps don’t matter here... all faceclaims&pictures used are in no way the identification of you, the reader, and are instead used as placeholders.
taglist !
@zuyoo @soleillunne @xiaosonlybeloved @achlysis @gekkow @lxkeeeee @ilyuu @miko1ly @mondaymelon @snobwaffles @juulica @raingoesboomboom @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 @coquettemaiden @sakiimeo @kyouzki @supernova25 @ynverse
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chapters
prologue: meet 6reeze. meet the loser’s club.
act one. // MASQUERADE!
01. the beginning. | 02. rising star. | 03. new introductions. 04. name tbc. | 05. name tbc. | 06 name tbc.
act two. // PATCHING MYSELF UP!
act three. // THIS SIDE OF PARADISE!
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— I AM THE GHOST YOU BURIED AWAY.
↷ various genshin x reader
✦ synopsis : and when you look them in the eye, you let yourself crumble and see the loneliness underneath it all. such was the curse of a godless child, of one marked by the stars, of one whose home no longer stands. and they could only hold up their own charades for so long (or in which, they fall for a survivor of khaenri'ah ).
NOTE(S) : characters included ; dainsleif, pierro & zhongli. angst / comfort / no comfort, reader is from khaenri'ah, anger and betrayal, reader has been through a lot, breakups ( zhongli ), attempted choking ( zhongli ), past death / genocide, the reader is lonely give them a hug . NOT PROOFREAD.
# masterlist
&& . dainsleif · ( there is a fury ; he had left you behind )
HE DREAMT OF KHAENRI’AH when he glimpsed you.
Dainsleif rarely sleeps lest the nightmares invade with the malicious whispers of the abyss. The voices always weighed down heavy and hard, quietly picking away at his sanity like termites to wood ( wholly devouring and meticulous ). But this time they were static in the back and the stone road beneath his feet sparked an aching memory he had long let himself forget.
Home, he thinks. Home, where the sun hardly shone but the food was warm and his friends and there was you, an unsure recruit who could barely hold a sword and your “Captain Dainsleif”s were always accompanied by a nervous shake to your words and a determined spark in your eyes.
You never stood a chance in the cataclysm. You never did, but here you were, persistent, stubborn you standing before him with an ashen face corrupted by the abyss. And Dainsleif stares back with a stance that mirrors your tired defeat and he wonders if this was his punishment from divinity.
It was, he thinks, for it was cruelty.
It was cruelty to watch your expression shift to fury, to anger, to feel your hands grip at his cloak as you scream the word “Traitor” into his face. It was cruel to watch you crumble further and further into yourself, to watch your eyes dull as you give in.
He would take your fury and your spite, he would take you tearing his chest open, smoothing his own persistent spark that longs to keep living.
( “You left us — ” you scream. “You left us to die! My friends, my family, our comrades — ” the cry was raw, haunting, visceral, like anguish personified into a single being before it bursts forth from the strain. It was five centuries worth of silence and growing madness. )
He’d let you claw him to pieces. Anything, anything to give you that last shred of peace you deserved. Dainsleif knows he had left you behind, persistent, stubborn you who looked at him once upon the time like he had hung the false moon on the roof of their cavern and brought the stars down to their skyless home.
“I’m tired…” you whisper after the worst ends. Your fingers were bruised and your knuckles were bleeding. His face feels numb and his mouth tastes of iron. You hunch your shoulders, hands trembling, legs trembling, everything trembling with a sadness he knows too well..
Dainsleif watches you stand and shakily walk away.
He does not stop you.
&& . pierro | the jester · ( the monster he is now ; you won't accept )
& THE JESTER HOLDS HIS OWN secrets in the quiet of his home. The Tasritsa knows them well for she knows all and rest would happily stay in clueless contentment. A man like him lives little for optimism and less for sentiment and what must be disposed of shall be disposed off.
His cards were held close to his chest and his past stays closed off save for the details that he deigns fit to be shared. Pierro was not the man he was before. The cruel optimism he might have held once was but a faint wisp of a memory and his soul was now decrepit.
The Jester holds his secrets and one of them was you. A mechanist from the past, a sentiment despite his beliefs. He remembers moments where he’d find you bent over scattered parts and machinery, caked in oil and ash, when he’d share a cup of coffee over mused ramblings. Pierro remembers his youth and his naivete and a part of him wishes for it once more.
( But then he wakes from his dream. Ignorance was what cost Khaenri’ah. He would never forsake his found knowledge for a meager dream. Never. )
Then he finds you, in the realms of somewhere, alive and alone, wandering beaten paths in a daze. And you recognized him, just as he recognized you, faces that had changed but had not and Pierro’s cheek was cradled by a kind hand for the first time in centuries.
A part of him breaks and it comes coursing out for a split second, a vulnerable gaze, the momentary happiness of seeing someone he cared for, the last few pieces of a burned down legacy, of his memories.
There was a sadness in your eyes when you recognized him for who he was. “You’re not the one I knew all those years ago.” you whisper. “You’ve changed, ████.”
The sound of his old name has him physically recoil. He tugs away from your touch and away from you. His heart closes away and his cards fold to his chest once more. He does not look at the flash of hurt that betrays your features, that lapse of weakness. “So have you.” he replies.
“I have.” you nod. “We all have.”
He knows what it means, that look in your face. He knows why you take a step back. “The fatui…” you whisper and he does not hear any fondness in that singular word. “Either way, I hope…I hope you are happy, ████. “ He was not. He was anything but, yet the quiet anger you stamp down, you smother away, the anger from his years of silence and his choices now brews beneath it all. It was magma pressing up against fragile ground and it was disappointment ( chilling, ice edged disappointment, sharper than any knife he's seen and it pierces his chest violently ).
You bade him farewell. He never sees you again after that.
( Pierro knows. You were always the absent sort, but you were kind. You were kind in a way he could never be.
Pierro knows what you saw in him.
A monster. )
&& . zhongli | rex lapis · ( and fate said ; let the lion fall for the lamb )
HE FINDS YOU across the sea of people, when you look his way. Zhongli meets your gaze and he sees caution and weariness and the years slowly coming up onto the optimism you try to keep together. He sees the stars in your eyes, the last mark of a fallen nation, and it haunts him.
( He half expects them to flood with fury, for you to scream your betrayal, for your hands to wind around his neck and his pulse, slowly cutting away his airflow with the words ‘murderer’ easing out with a broken voice.
“I know you, murderer. I know what you’ve done.” )
You had smiled at him that day. It was amicable and it was bittersweet and Zhongli knew — the moment your lips first touched his, the moment he held your hand, the moment the little things and sweet nothings were whispered in privacy — he lived a lie he deserves little of.
What have his hands seen but blood and ruination and violence and change and growth? What have his hands seen but the death of your people and the silence of a contract? What have his hands seen but the softness of your skin and the tracings of the abyss etched upon it ( a curse, you call it ) and taste the bitter irony of it all?
He was a fool, a man in love, a man who found a piece of treasure so brilliant and so beautiful and he was too enamored to speak up, to savor what he had, to grasp at smoke and desperately wish it holds.
But Zhongli was no liar and the truth had to be told.
“Is this a joke?” you asked him, your smile frozen on your face and a part of him wishes to recant everything if only to nurse at the sting in his heart. He feels the last few moments of serenity bleed away with the impending realization upon glancing upon his hands, the same hands that touched you, now streaked with golden ichor and scales.
Morax, Morax, Morax, the name of a nightmare and the nightmare was him ( this was how the lion fell for the lamb, with whispered lies to hide away its claws and keep the dainty creature close ).
You did not let him hold you. You did not let him speak. It was disgust and agony and betrayal and it was dawning horror ( and a part of you looked upon this man who looked so human and you wondered if this weak vessel, this imitation of a god, would topple from a knife through its heart. The thought stops there and it is met with a voice that hisses and shakes and you realize that despite it all, you still loved this man and the pain only grows ).
“Love…” he whispers.
“Don’t—” you choke out. “Don’t even try.” and your eyes said it all. I know you, murderer, liar. I know who you are, what you’ve done, ripping my heart out of my chest to crush it between your hands. I know. And Zhongli knows this too.
When he wakes the next morning, your side of the bed was empty and the walls felt bare amidst the uncomfortable silence. There was a single Inteyvat resting upon the table and the sunlight reached out for it in longing, its rays casting gold atop wood as the petrified petals crumble between his fingers.
The last of the flower gives way and Zhongli lets the tears fall.
❪⠀🎬⠀❫ AINE SPEAKS ;;
i was actually pretty excited for this kijuhgfdghjklkjh since this was the first time i ever write pierro and dain and they're just lots of fun ( but my dedication goes to li hehehehe ). but anyway, a reader from khaenri'ah, revel in the pain beg me to stop it but know this : it shall not.
anyway, if you'd like some titbits about the reader's backstories, feel free to send an ask in!
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Hanahaki comic Part 2
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Sometimes the one thing scarier than than being rejected is being loved back
Stay tuned for part 3
— MEMORY ( AS YOU SLIP AWAY )
↷ zhongli x reader ( minific ) . . . coming soon
❝ just remember, the storm doesn't last forever. it can scare you; it can shake you to your core. but it never lasts. the rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a soft whisper. and that moment after the storm clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. quiet, gentle peace. ❞
S. L JENNINGS , THE FEAR OF FALLING
DISCLAIMERS + NOTES
i. THIS WORK CONTAINS MENTIONS and some depictions of violence and gore, death and mass murdering *looks at the reader*, angst just lots of angst with a bittersweet ending, sad vibes all around, some humor, reader just trying to vibe and survive but also being a hot emotional mess.
ii. THE READER IS A GOD INSPIRED by the gods from noragami and uses feminine terms as a descriptor. the use of y/n is minimal at best and they are usually referred to by their godly name 'foras'. this work also contains smut, said chapter will be tagged appropriately.
iii. I DO NOT OWN THE characters mentioned save for any mentioned original characters. the above image was taken from picsart and the manga / anime ‘noragami’ belongs to adachitoka. however, i will not tolerate plagiarism of any kind of this work. please do not steal / repost / copy my work onto this or other websites and if you find it anywhere else ( save tumblr or ao3 ) then kindly let me know. thanks for choosing to read this book!
SUMMARY
EVEN THE DIVINE WERE NOT exempt from the misfortunes of fate. those who rule teyvat bear their burdens of loss and blood, of the times of peace they once lived sullied by the ugly scars of war. even the gods look upon their lands and wish for their respite away from their bleak reality and loneliness.
YOU WERE A YOUNG GOD, born in an age of a peace that stood upon foundations yet to be reinforced and solidified. the whispers of the dead long past meet your ears and the longing of humanity beats within your heart. but fate, as it is, dispassionate against the divine and the mortal lets your ascension be marred by three cruel curses.
PERHAPS YOU WERE DOOMED to be forgotten from the start, to be glanced over by the heavens till you fade away from history and it's writings. but you still keep walking, keep wandering, despite your fears and heartache, bearing the scars of a war upon your back and the wish of humanity in your heart. a promise that you hope to keep for a friend and lover till the very memory of you slips away.
INDEX
masterlist || playlist || quotev ( sfw version. ) || author rambles
✧ CH. 00 — conception ; a story goes unspoken.
✧ CH. 01 — vernal equinox ; with the blooming flowers, comes you.
✧ CH. 02 — summer solstice ; the letters between friends remain uninked.
✧ CH. 03 — autumnal equinox ; trust not the words of an apsara.
✧ CH. 04 — winter solstice ; the flower fades but your breath stays warm.
✧ CH. 05 — interlude ; in this dream, the scent of jasmine persists.
✧ CH. 06 — afterword ; your memory, as you slip away.
PLAYLIST
little talks ( of monsters and men ) — a soulmate who wasn't meant to be ( jess benko ) — je te laisserai des mots ( patrick watson ) — dream a little dream of me ( ella fitzgerald and louis armstrong ) — the night we met ( lord huron ) — wasteland, baby ( hozier ) — evermore ( dan stevens ) — merry go round of life ( joe hisaishi ) — lovers' oath ( yu-peng cheng ) — mountain sound ( of monsters and men ) — in this shirt ( the irrepressibles ) — hearing ( sleeping at last ) — saturn ( sleeping at last ) — my heart is buried in venice ( rick montgomery ) — happiness is a butterfly ( lana del ray ) — love like ghosts ( lord huron ) — sayonaragokko ( amazarashi ) — yamiyo ( eve ) — yumemiteta no atashi ( daoko )
AINE © 2022. do no plagiarize, repost or rework this piece.
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trying to empress myself is very hard, but I like the process Tony • 26 y.o. lawyer, have Cyno vibes of bad jokes, Al-Haitam's seriousness and grumble like Tighnary God, have mercy on me and lemme calm down on my imposter syndrome
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