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Oh, so like I should type it like that in mobile? Sorry if I'm asking questions, I really don't know how to put it in mobile 😭

This animation without the filter because it fucked with the framerate for some reason (this isn't the intended look otherwise, but bleh)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱: 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

Prim can't sleep again.

It was weird for her to not feel sleepy, considering that her body is on sleep mode before 12 am.

She gets off bed and peeks from the window, gently pushing the curtains as the moon glows brightly.

Her eyes shining a little, like little stares decorating the starry night sky, how beautiful must it be for her be able to see?

She shivers and gently wears her cream-colored cardigan as she quietly exits through the window.

Now, you may think that she sleeps on the Second Floor. Who in the right mind would be so suicidal to use the window as a way to sneak off?

Prim.

Prim would.

She's done this before back in the real world, only difference? Just to get a cold glass of water or needing to take a shit.

Her footsteps were always quiet, her movements are calculated. She knows when to silence her own self when it's midnight.

My family had thought I was a ghost and would never feel my presence whenever I'm in the room. Heck, they scream whenever I enter the room, claiming I 'appear out of nowhere'. How foolish.

She says in her head as she quietly lands on the cobblestone (?) ground and heads to the lake.

She took off her slippers and dipped her toes in the water, she removed her cardigan and gently placed it on a big rock as she feels the cool water touch her feet.

She softly hums and hears the crickets, it isn't unusual to hear this thing outside. She closes her eyes and moves her body, gracefully dancing on the water.

As if she too were a liquid, like a fairy performing a dance that would forever be remembered by history.

She hears the bush rustle, she stops her movements and stares at the bush.

An animal?

"Ah, my apologies."

Albedo, the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius.

It was her favorite, one Prim remembered that person cherished and simped for, it hurt for Prim to see the Chalk Prince. But she isn't stupid, she needs to see Albedo as himself, not that woman's loved character.

"Greetings and Salutations."

Prim softly greets, doing a princess-like bow in which Albedo does a prince bow in return.

"Are you here to tell me that it's late in the evening?"

She softly asked in a teasing way, Albedo softly chuckles.

"If you so wish, Your Grace. I could"

Prim softly chuckles before lending a hand out to him, saying her most well-known line that only that lady would know.

"Shall we dance?"

Albedo gently placed his hand under hers and bringing it to his lips, kissing her knuckles.

"We shall."

Glad I could help! Keep up w your writing it’s very good and an interesting read for sure. Have a great rest of your day

THANKK YOU IM VERY SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLYYY

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱: 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬

"𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬"

WARNING: THIS MAY BE UNCOMFORTABLE AND DISTURBING SO PLEASE EXIT IMMEDIATELY IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THAT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ‼️

If it was one thing Prim liked being in Teyvat, it's to forget the pressure and façade she had to maintain back in the real world.

Always needing to prove something of herself, always needing to put her studies first, unable to enjoy her life to the point that her mother told her to enjoy her life but gets mad when she does.

She couldn't rest — she just can't, it would hinder what she has to do. What she has to prove of herself, just to be a trophy daughter. The perfect daughter, a doll made for show.

"Everyone's watching, don't show a single flaw"

"Always be kind, don't show them who you really are"

"If you show such behavior like that, they'll say 'Is this how her mother raised her?'. You wouldn't want to upset me, do you?"

Quiet, be quiet!

She always hated those voices in her head. Everywhere she goes, she must maintain a façade just so her mother would shut up. To always be the top, to always exceed the expectations. To always be a doll that never had a life of her own, always study, study, study, study, study.

She hated being called perfect, she hated hearing it so much. She isn't perfect, she's hideous, she's ugly, she has flaws, she's too flawed. Everything isn't what it seems.

The pressure of always being seen as the good girl, she hated it. Always being polite, always showing a gentle smile, so soft-spoken, so responsible.

i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it

As she grew older, the more burn out she feels. She hated being sensitive to others emotions, she hated the fact that a crowded place can drain her no matter the many people there is. She hated feeling their emotions, being aware, sensitive and always needing to be cautious.

One small step that could ruin everything, like walking on a thread that if you make one small mistake, you fall into the endless pit of nothing but a void of emptiness.

And she hated it, knowing what she feels isn't anyone's anymore. That the person she told her sense of sensing others emotions called it all a lie when it's the truth.

'You never experienced what I went through'

What she always wanted to say if she could ever go back in time.

'I gained this all from trauma you didn't have, I gained all this pain from something you should be glad you never experienced for once in your childhood'

She hated it, she hated it when people think she's making shit up when she doesn't. It's all real, it's her vulnerability. Why are you calling it such bullshit?

'You had a happy childhood, something I never had. You were never abused, tormented and ruined for the sake of 'obedience', for the sake of 'teaching a child'.'

Prim wanted to cuss that all out to the girl she once loved, the girl she dedicated her whole time to, she loyally fell for, to the girl who didn't experience the abuse Prim went through.

It was all planned. It all was.

To wait until college for them to finally be official, but no, no, no, no. Things just had to take a turn.

Prim became herself, became expressive, her façades were no more, non-existent when it came to that girl.

So why? Why?!

Why did she think all those were lies?!

Why didn't she accept the way Prim behaved?!

That it isn't the good girl Prim?!

That this is who Prim is?!

'I don't know, I just felt like being lied to.'

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

LIED TO?!

YOU FELT FUCKING LIED TO?!

YOU CALL MY VULNERABILITY A LIE?!

WHERE THE ABSOLUTE FUCK IS THE LIE?!

WHERE?!

TELL ME.

TELL.

ME.

Prim's chest rise up and down quickly, in anger, in rage.

Prim always had anger issues she tried to control, to the point that no one can tell when she's angry.

Her anger appears and dies down quickly as if it never existed in the first place.

She was in the piano room again, it was midnight. She was alone.

She always struggled to sleep properly, especially in unfamiliar places despite living in Teyvat for almost a month now.

She had moved on, yes.

But her anger, all the words and explanations unsaid were haunting her again.

It wasn't easy to move on, it's like the stages of grief.

She accepted it, that she couldn't change what happened back in November.

But a part of her is angry for being mistreated like that, that she felt it. She felt the way the girl she liked was replying to her as if forced.

She knew and she hated it.

She thought everything went back to normal after their arguement, but no.

It just stayed downhill.

She felt herself struggling to breathe again, she immediately clutched the side of her head as she sits up and tries to steady her breathing.

"27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32..."

She mutters as she keeps counting to distract herself, to prevent her anxiety happening again.

It felt painful, each night during August that she kept having panic attacks for a week straight.

She hated it, she hated her own anxiety that can tear her down immediately even if she was prepared for it.

"40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45..."

She counted again, and again and again before unknowingly sitting down and playing the piano.

Her favorite that could hurt her so much.

Duet from Omori.

Her fingers glided through the piano as she starts to play, the melody calming her down immediately as she continues to play.

She memorized Mari's part in that duet, she loved hearing it over and over again. It would never bore her, it would just comfort her.

As she continues to olay, she hears her mind play Sunny's violin, she smiles unconsciously and continues playing. Relaxing as she closes her eyes and lets herself be at peace.

The mansion was empty, but it was filled by the beautiful melody against these closed walls.

Prim liked being alone most of the time, it was to get away from all her responsibilities but she hated the hidden vulnerability in it. Ready to attack her at any times she lets her guard down, that's why she often isolates herself. She wants to be herself, to feel what she feels.

Not being wary of someone's emotions, not feeling what others feel. It's frustrating, knowing what you feel isn't yours.

but with music, it helps her. It eases her.

Diluc and Kaeya enter the mansion, the maids are in Vacation as Diluc had requested for thanking them for always taking care of this place, they immediately hear the melodious tune getting faster and faster.

"I didn't expect her grace to be awake at this hour"

Kaeya says, talking smoothly that would make anyone swoon while Diluc sighs.

Must've been her insomnia again

They head to where the source of the sound is and spot Prim in her nightgown and cardigan, clearly in her sleepwear as her hair is covering her face as she continues to play.

Kaeya remembered the first time he saw her play, it was beautiful yet sad.

And this one, this one hits harder yet he doesn't know why.

No words were sung in the air, yet why did it feel so...painful to listen to?

They waited until Prim finished playing before Kaeya clapped and caused Prim to flinch.

"Anak ng putang—"

They raised a brow but Kaeya spoke.

"That was a wonderful performance, Your Grace."

They hear her mutter something before they can finally get a glance of her face.

"Kaeya, Diluc. Done for the day?"

"Not Diluc though"

"Oh quit it, Kaeya"

Both of them take Prim's each hand and kiss the back of it, Prim is used to their gesture but she can't help but malfunction each time.

"It's late, Your Grace. Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Kaeya smoothly asks, his tone already sounds worried as he places a hand on Prim's waist.

"Ah, yeah. I just...needed to relax"

Prim said, avoiding the reason which is about her anxiety.

"I see, well, now that we're here. Why don't we all do a cuddle pile? We haven't done one for weeks"

Prim hummed softly as if agreeing to the plan while Diluc sighs.

"I have matters to attend to"

"Well, the offer still stands, 'Luc~"

Prim tells Diluc to be safe which he nods as he leaves while Kaeya looks at Prim and carries her like a princess.

boy, what the absolute fUCK—

"Kaeya?!"

Prim's arms wrapped around his neck as Kaeya grins.

"Come on, can't I cuddle with my lovely creator~?"

Prim softly sighs as Kaeya carries her to her room and they cuddle in bed, despite Kaeya's cold vision, Prim seemed to like the coldness radiate from his body.

No words were spoken, only gestures. They both held each other as if they were afraid the other would disappear into thin air and it grounded them.

"Goodnight, Your Grace."

"Goodnight, Kaeya"

And it ended in a happy note el oh el 💀 sorry if it was too disturbing at first, I hope you enjoyed reading (?)

OKAY I TRIED IT IN MY DRAFTS, THANK YOU ANON 💕💕💕💕 I'LL BE SURE TO PUT IT IN MY WRITING

You can use :readmore: and then hit enter/return and it will auto format and you’ll be able to see it right away to confirm it’s there

Oh, so like I should type it like that in mobile? Sorry if I'm asking questions, I really don't know how to put it in mobile 😭

Heizou with a Criminology Major perhaps?

SAGAU where Reader was a college student before being isekai'd into Teyvat

Tighnari with a Forestry and Sustainability major Reader. He is always following you around with questions, trying to write down everything you say. He is absolutely horrified when you tell him about deforestation and logging. He’s never seen it happen, but just hearing about the Amazon Rainforest made him angry enough to go on a twenty-minute rant that you needed to calm him down from. Tighnari loves taking you out on his ranger patrols. You truly appreciate and are blown away by the forests of Sumeru and to him, there’s nothing better than your wide-eyed expression of amazement as you find a new plant or stand beneath a giant tree. He would climb any tree, no matter how tall, or face any dangerous beasts just to bring something back that would make your face brighten and break out in a huge smile.

Diluc with a Fermentation Science major Reader. When you first tell him what you were studying at university, he was absolutely floored. He found it baffling and moronic to dedicate four years and a whole course of study, but when you explained its more to ensure that food and drink were fermented safely, he slowly warms up to the idea. You like accompanying him on his business duties as he walks around Dawn Winery to make sure operations are going smoothly. Although he doesn’t partake in alcohol himself, he listens when you suggest different ways of brewing wine and ale or to invest in different flavors. With your advice, his business booms even more than before and Diluc has more money to (not so) secretly spoil you with. (He also has to keep you away from Kaeya who constantly begs to try your latest idea/sample).

Zhongli with a History major Reader. He loves listening to your stories almost as much as you love listening to his. Although, sometimes Zhongli can't help but be slightly horrified at how much bloodshed your world’s history contains. He’s no stranger to wars, but two world wars and a war almost every decade make him shudder. But he is also fascinated by the human progress in your world and the thousands and thousands of cultures. He has so many questions, a lot of them go beyond your area of expertise, but that’s alright. And he has no qualms about answering yours, even if he has to think about the answer for a while. The two of you are content sitting for hours, drinking tea, and exchanging facts.

Alhaitham with a Public History major Reader. Your wide knowledge of history interested him already, but when he found out you wanted to work in archives after university, the man will not leave you alone. He asks you how archives work in your world and is amazed about the different archives your world has (museums, universities, government). Sometimes he takes you to work to show you how the Akademiya handles archives and puts you to work by accident. He feels guilty when he looks over and sees you hunched over large tomes, but his heart swells with joy knowing that you’re interested in the same things as him.

Albedo with a Biology or Chemistry major Reader. Alchemy is far different from modern science, but it shares similar roots. He pries you for every last drop of knowledge you have and you have to stop him so you can take a break. You do enjoy helping him with his research. You help him break down the organic compositions of items and prioritize lab safety over everything. Far too many times you’ve hurriedly had to move stacks of books away from an open flame or stop Albedo from nearly inhaling a chemical. Although ingesting lethal chemicals won’t kill him, Albedo appreciates you caring for his well-being and may or may not keep doing it just so you can chastise him and make sure he doesn’t have any injuries.

Kaveh with a Civil Engineering major Reader. Kaveh instantly relates to your struggle. He understands the all-nighters trying to figure out math problems and draw up blueprints. (Although he is jealous over energy drinks in your world, he wishes he had them when he was a student). Kaveh likes listening to what you did in your classes and all the technology you used, but if you try to offer him advice on his latest architectural plans, he won’t listen. He admires and respects you, but his buildings are his creations and his alone. The next grand building he plans on constructing though, he plans on dedicating it to you.

Venti with a Music Education major Reader. He joins you when you help out at the Church. Although the public typically isn’t allowed to sit in during choir practice, an exception is made for him. He loves watching you help direct warm-ups and conduct songs. And nothing fills his heart with more delight than watching you help the children of Mondstat sing nursery rhymes or hum lullabies to them late at night. He insists on duets, complete with instruments. The two of you harmonizing together draw in the largest crowds in Mondstat, no matter how many times the two of you have performed before.

Kazuha with a Creative writing major Reader makes more sense (but I’ve had this idea for a while and can’t properly write it out ) but Kazuha with a Visual Arts major Reader. You’re a very talented artist considering you got accepted into art school, but you’re also very dedicated and innovative. You’ve always wanted to make your own paint and the land of Teyvat was all too willing to offer you fresh and natural materials to make your own, specific shades. The maple leaves of Inazuma were the exact shade you needed to paint a certain samurai. When you showed your portrait to Kazuha, he was absolutely blown away and honored by your painting. He keeps it close to him as a reminder of your endearment for him. Kazuha now travels through the lands with a new purpose in mind, to find you the best materials for you to paint with.

A thought came to my mind after rewatching horimiya which is a beautiful show btw, you guys should watch it ^^^

What if there's Miyamura! MC or Akane Yanagi! MC in Devildom?

MIYAMURA IZUMI MC

For the Miyamura one, the character is portrayed in Horimiya's Episode 1 until the Character Arc where he spoilers accepts himself and moves on from his past because he's found his people, people who accept him and changed his world and point of view, who he calls his friends, his family. Of course, the part where he feels happy whenever he has friends and always invites him wherever or whatever the occasion is, also the haircut, piercings and tattoos are still there, it isn't Miyamura MC without Miyamura's other details and all especially being a wallflower until they eventually step out of the darkness. Hair is long like in Episode 1, wears glasses and looks gloomy until that hot glow up when he cut his hair. Grades are awful but not as worse as Mammon's as stated from Hori when she saw Miyamura's grades.

AKANE YANAGI MC

For the Akane Yanagi! MC, of course, pretty as fuck and timid wallflower, formal when speaking until they slowly get used to talking casually with friends. They're not an early bird in mornings and struggle to wake up early to the point you have to drag them out of bed. They have poor eyesight as well until they get glasses or contacts.

So, what do you guys think? Want me to write it? Or if you want to write something like that, feel free to take the idea as long as you tag me so I can read and appreciate it as well!

Feel free to lend me your thoughts in the comments!

Thank you my friend for the help please repost from time to time thank you 🤝🙏💝

You're welcome, I'm happy to help!!

happy new year, hoes. Ily all <333