You’re A Healer In The Fatui, Assigned To Serve The Harbingers In Sneznhaya. This Is A Bit Self Indulgent

You’re a healer in the Fatui, assigned to serve the Harbingers in Sneznhaya. This is a bit self indulgent but I promise I did my best to keep him in character! I enjoy Harbinger Scaramouche, so this is set before he went all AWOL xD reader is female. If you have requests for me I’d love that!

“Here you go,” said the eleventh harbinger with a friendly grin. “Your very own office.” He opened the door for you and you followed him inside. You set your things on the mahogany desk in the corner and turned back around to face him. 

“Thank you, lord Tartaglia,” you said, bowing your head. 

He laughed. “Call me Childe,” he said, waving lazily as he left the room, closing the door behind him. 

You looked around the spacious office—your spacious office. You’d been promoted as a healer for the Harbingers recently, and today was the day of your transfer. You looked in the cabinets to find supplies of various kinds. From splints to bandages, sutures, and medicine. 

After inspecting the contents of the cabinets, you wandered to your desk and sat down, opening a drawer. Inside, there was a notebook detailing every Harbinger and you read through every file carefully, determined to commit everything to memory. You learned that currently there were only 3 harbingers on active duty. Number 8, lady Signora, number 6, lord Scaramouche and number 11, Childe. 

It was your third day on duty when number 6 walked into your office. You stood quickly to greet him. “Lord Scaramouche,” you said, looking at him. He was even more striking than his picture, but at the moment, he was disheveled and injured. 

He didn’t acknowledge your greeting, merely eyeing you with fierce, violet eyes. You approached him, hands out and open. He had a nasty cut across his face that made you hiss softly in sympathy, and several cuts all along his arms. Your eyes assess him quickly, then you speak again. “Lord Scaramouche, may I remove this, to assess any injuries I can’t currently see?” You tug gently at his shirt. 

He nods sharply, slowly raising his arms like it pained him to do so. You lift his shirt slowly, trying hard not to scrape it over any of the injuries on his arms. You gasp at the wound on his side, your hands immediately going to work. Without warning him, your icy hand touches his wound, enveloped with your cryo power and he hisses loudly.

“I’m sorry, my lord!” you say, touching his arm, trying to comfort him with your other hand. This wound takes the longest, but as the bleeding stops and the skin beneath your hand becomes whole once more, his breathing becomes more normal. 

“My lord, what happened..?” you ask softly, your eyes meeting his. 

There’s suddenly static in the air around you, and his violet eyes flash. “I don’t recall being required to answer to the help,” he snaps. 

Your face fell. “Of course, I forget my place,” you said. You try to hurry now, not wanting to irritate him further. You finally finish the injuries on his arms, and move to the one on his face, still fresh and bleeding. His gaze meets yours and you break eye contact quickly, your heart pounding as you focus on trying to heal his face as quickly as you can. You’re so, so stupid! You scold yourself. 

Your hand is so gentle against him, and he watches you intently, almost evaluating your worth. You can feel his judgement and you silently pray for his patience. “I’m sorry,” you say, “for taking so long. I just don’t want any of these to scar…” 

He raises an eyebrow at you. Why would you concern yourself at all with scars? Your job was simply to make sure the harbingers’ injuries didn’t keep them out of the field. 

You took a step back, bowing to him again. “You’re all done sir,” you say. 

Scaramouche dresses and leaves without a word or even a glance in your direction. 

***

“He hates me,” you mutter to Childe, your only friend in this whole place as you finish his healing session. You’d told him the story from the other day, leaving out confidential information about his condition, merely telling Childe how you’d openly disrespected The Balladeer. 

Childe’s soft laughter rang in the air and you groaned. “I actually don’t think he does. If he didn’t threaten to snap your neck, I’d say he was just pissed from being in pain. He didn’t look good when he came back from his last mission.” 

“So you saw him,” you said.

“Yeah. He looked like he’d been in quite the battle,” Childe said, still grinning. “But hey, I’d say you’re one hell of a healer. He didn’t fire you!” 

“Is that why I was promoted?” You ask, your eyes wide.

“He’s fired the last three. I was going to tell you but I didn’t want to psych you out,” he said. 

You punch his arm. “Thanks a lot!” 

“Ow! Hey, okay, I’m sorry,” he said, and you glared at him. He didn’t look sorry at all. “Anyway, thank you,” he said sincerely. 

You smiled fondly at your friend, hugging him. “Come back in one piece,” you murmur.

“I will,” he said, wrapping your small frame in a one armed hug. “See you when I get back.” 

***

You sat at your desk, logging in information on your healing sessions with the harbingers, as well as the  agents who had come to you for sessions. 

You flipped to Signora’s file and you couldn’t help but make a face. She was so difficult and rude and you scowled, writing down the injuries she’d come to you with, disdain in her voice as she told you to hurry up, and how she didn’t have all day. She’d called you incompetent even and you’d had to bite your tongue to not tell her to fuck herself. You hated her. 

Your door swung open, making you startle slightly. You looked up to see Scaramouche walking into your office, closing the door behind him. You flipped your log shut, standing immediately to greet him. 

“Good afternoon, lord Scaramouche,” you say, bowing your head. 

He eyes you, saying nothing before turning his back to you, revealing quite the gash behind his shoulder. You wince when you see it, murmuring to yourself that it looked painful. Your hands flickered with your Cryo power as you make your way over to him.

“Ready?” you ask, making sure to warn him this time. 

“Go ahead,” he says gruffly. 

Your hands bring immediate relief to the searing pain. Your fingers press tenderly onto his skin, sliding into his shirt through the hole over the injury. An audible sigh of relief escapes his lips as the wound closes. 

Your hands leave him and then you speak softly. “Are there any more injuries I need to treat sir?” 

He turns around to face you, his amethyst eyes meeting yours. You fought the urge to look away from him. Archons, he’s beautiful…

“That’s the only one,” he said, his voice inflectionless. 

You nod, a small smile lifting the corners of your mouth. “You’re all set, then.” 

He smirks. “At least those fools down at the recruiting office managed to send a proper healer this time.” 

Your eyes widen in shock at his praise. You smile a little wider at him. “I’m pleased that you think so, lord Scaramouche,” you say. “I wish everyone did.” 

“Who does not?” he asked, raising an elegant eyebrow.

“Lady Signora…” you say, picking at the hem of your shirt. 

He snorts, the sound making your head snap back up to look at him. “She’s fucking useless. Stupid bitch couldn’t carry out her last mission without nearly getting our whole embassy kicked out of Liyue.” He made his way to the door, before half turning back to you. “Pay her no mind,” he said, then stalked out the door. 

***

It was late, and you stretched in your chair, you’d lost track of time. Several of the agents training before deployment had come into your office. You’d had more sessions that day than any other since your arrival and you wondered at the reason for the increase in new recruits lately. 

You leave your office. The hallways in  this wing of the palace were dark now. You adjust your bag, making your way down the hall to the grand exit. There was light coming from a room to your right and you’re suddenly curious. Who could still be here? 

You approach slowly and peek into the room. It was Scaramouche. He was sitting at a beautiful mahogany desk, ornately crafted, with a murderous look on his face as he poured over a massive stack of papers in front of him. 

You bit your lip. He hadn’t noticed you at all, and you hesitated to make your presence known. Swallowing hard, you knocked softly on the open door. 

He glanced up, his fierce eyes meeting yours. 

“Lord Scaramouche?” you murmur, a questioning look in your eyes.

“What is it?” he asks, harsher than he meant to. 

“My lord, it’s so late.” you stammer. You didn’t dare question what he was doing, so instead you ask “May I get you anything?”

His expression softens ever so slightly. He sighs impatiently, but you know it wasn’t directed at you. “Coffee.” he says. “I’m going to be here a while.” 

You nod, “I’ll be right back.” 

You return with coffee in the biggest mug you could find, knocking on his door softly before entering. You set the tray on the edge of the desk, away from the stack of documents he wished he could burn. 

“I wasn’t sure how you like it so I brought cream and sugar on the side,” you say. 

He nods, reaching for his coffee and you note the amount of sugar and cream he pours into the mug. He looks at you critically after taking a sip. “What are you still doing here so late?” 

“Ah, well a dozen recruits came to see me right around when my day should have ended,” you said. 

He muttered something about the trainees Signora was most likely taking with her to Inazuma, probably to fuck up her next assignment. 

You hesitated to ask what he was still doing here, afraid to irritate him a second time. Your curiosity bested your better judgment though, so you took the chance to ask. “Why are you having to be here so late, my lord?” 

You prepared to be reprimanded for your insolence. He sips his coffee and scowls. “Because Signora is a fucking halfwit, and these,” he says, gesturing to the mountain of paperwork, “are the demands of the Liyuean government in order to allow us to continue operating there. There are reparations we have to pay for damages Signora allowed to happen, and the fucking head of their government wants us to pay—-“ he paused, making sure he had read the document in his hands correctly. “500 million Mora for her fucking floating chamber or some shit? What IS this??” 

“Did you say floating chamber?” you asked. 

“That’s what this fucking says,” he seethed. “We have to agree to follow all their terms. This is so stupid,” he mutters, angrily stamping the document for this floating chamber and slamming it down in another pile. You guessed that was the pile he’s been through already. 

“I’m so sorry you have to do all of this by yourself. You have to read ALL of this?” you ask incredulously. 

“Yup. Lucky me. Signora gets another assignment and I get stuck cleaning her fucking mess.” 

“Would…would you like some help?” you ask. 

He paused again, looking up at you. “You?” 

“I could read through some of that and give you the important details.” you offer. “Then you can approve them.” 

He stares at you for a long moment and you almost regret asking. He stands up, walking to the other side of the room and grabs hold of a chair, dragging it behind his desk, beside his. His nimble fingers then take a chunk off the stack of papers and he places it in front of the extra chair without a word. 

You smile as you both settle into the chairs and you start on your pile. It’s quiet for the most part, the sound of you both leafing through page after page is all you hear. He picks up the seal and you watch as he presses it into a pad of ink before pressing it onto a page. 

You clear your throat. “This part says the Northland Bank is expected to pay for the medical expenses for any injured Millelith due to the Osial incident,” you murmur quietly. 

He picks up the seal, handing it to you wordlessly. You take the seal, your cheeks blushing slightly as your fingers graze his. He doesn’t seem to notice. You stamp the document in the correct spot, and move onto the next section. 

You continue this way for a few hours longer, until your eyes begin to grow heavy. You tried hard to focus on the section you were on, blinking hard as you struggle to make sense of the words on the page. Sleepiness overcomes you though and you slump over to one side. 

Scaramouche startles when your head lightly lands on his shoulder. He looks at you, realizing that you’d fallen asleep. He sets down the document he was reading and looks over at the ornate clock on the wall. It was well passed midnight. 

His eyes linger on the stack you’d managed to get through and he felt a strange emotion tugging at his heart. Why was he pleased to have you in his presence? Why didn’t he want to move? 

He finished the section he was halfway through, and reached without looking for the seal to approve it. It wasn’t in the space on his desk between you and him and he scowled, thinking he’d misplaced it. “Fuck,” he hissed, turning his head to look for it. 

He saw it clasped softly in your hand. With gentleness he was not known to possess, he carefully pried it from your fingers, a twinge of regret in his heart as you stirred awake. 

It takes you a moment to realize where you are. Gentle fingers pull something out of your hand and a questioning hum leaves your parted lips. 

When you realize where you are, your heart stops. “We’re done for the night,” you hear him say softly. 

“My lord,” you stammer, quickly lifting your head from his shoulder. “Please forgive me, I’m so, so sorry.” You couldn’t even look at him. Embarrassment and fear washed over you in palpable waves. 

He frowns, his index finger going under your chin, lifting it to make you look at him. 

“There’s no need for that,” he says. 

You search his eyes and there’s no anger, no irritation. His expression looked almost questioning, but you couldn’t be sure. 

He stands from his chair, stretching before looking down at you, offering you his hand. You take hold and he assists you in standing, and the two of you make your way outside of his office. 

“Get some rest,” he says, his eyes lingering on you after he closes the door to his office.

“Yes, sir,” you murmur. “Goodnight.” 

He doesn’t reply, turning on his heel, heading towards the elevator. 

You make your own way to your assigned suite, barely staying conscious long enough to make it to your bed. 

The next morning, you’re still a little tired as you shuffle through your morning routine. You tie your hair up in some sort of semblance of a messy bun, motivation to do anything else with it completely gone today. 

You make your way to your office, mentally going through your to do list for the day. You started on your list, when you hear a knock at the door. “Enter,” you call. 

An agent enters, carrying a silver tray with coffee, cream and sugar in her hands. “This was sent for you, miss.” she says. 

You smile, “thank you so much,” you say, gesturing for her to set it down. She does, nods to you and takes her leave. 

On the tray, next to the cream, there was a small envelope. Curious, you opened it. You pull a long, slender key from it, and tied to it, from a silk ribbon was a note. 

Written in elegant handwriting was as follows: Wait for me in my office after work and don’t forget to bring more coffee. -S. 

You held the key tightly in one hand, a silly grin plastered onto your face as you read and reread his note. 

Your work day couldn’t end quickly enough. 

***

You balanced the tray with one hand and slipped his key into the lock with the other. Turning it, there was an audible click as you turned the door knob, opening the door. You pulled the key out and entered, closing the door softly behind you. 

He wasn’t there. On his desk, the stacks of papers were there just as you’d both left them last night, and so were the chairs. You set the tray down, and wondered how long he would be. 

His office was gorgeous. You hadn’t really paid much attention yesterday. It was furnished with pieces so ornate you didn’t even want to contemplate what they must have cost. You wandered to a bookshelf against the wall, pulled a random book from it and walked to the plush, leather couch in the middle of the room. 

You sat, opening the book, being careful with the pages. You read for about an hour, about ancient magic and ley lines before the door swung open, hitting the wall with an audible slam. 

Badly startled, you looked up at Scaramouche, who had a look on his face that spelled murder. You felt static in the air, the faint tingle of Electro sparking against your skin. 

You stood quickly. “My lord?” you question. 

He says nothing, slamming the door shut again. He remained facing the door, his shoulders tense as he tried to reign in his temper. 

You slowly approached him. “Lord Scaramouche,” you whisper, reaching out, slowly to touch his arm. 

He turned around to face you and your brow furrowed at his expression. You slipped your arms slowly around him. He didn’t resist, instead leaning into your embrace. He doesn’t hug you back but he places his forehead on your shoulder.

You don’t press him, you say nothing. After some time, he calms down and mutters that he was surrounded by idiots today, and what the fuck did he have to do to get underlings who could follow orders? 

Despite yourself, you laugh. He huffs against your neck and lifts his head to glare daggers at you. 

“It’s not funny,” he snaps. 

“It’s kind of funny,” you say, unafraid of him now. You reach out, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. 

His eyes pierce yours, his expression unreadable again. He moves closer to you and your breath catches in your throat when an iron grip wraps around your waist. His expression is suddenly superior. “You are playing a very dangerous game.” 

Your lips part and you feel your cheeks flush. You wanted to say something witty right back at him but words eluded you. 

“What’s the matter?” he asks, his face inches from yours. “You were so smug a minute ago.” 

You couldn’t speak when his lips found your neck. You gasped and your reaction spurred him to continue. 

“You will wear your hair down from now on,” he commanded, his fingers going on top of your head and breaking the hair tie holding your messy bun in place. “Say you will,” he said, grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking your head back to expose your neck. 

Your fingers go into his hair, raking through it as he kisses all over your throat. “I’ll wear my hair down, my lor—“ 

“Scaramouche,” he says, giving you unprecedented permission to call him only by his name. He kissess your jaw, then finally your lips. His kiss is yearning, passionate, and tender. 

You kiss him back, gasping into his lips and he smiles against you. Your heart pounds and you’re certain he can hear it as he slips his tongue into your mouth. His arms are possessive around you, in stark contrast to the sweet way he was kissing you. 

“Archons,” he whispers, his face going into the crook of your neck. He closes his eyes when he feels gentle kisses on the side of his face. 

He reluctantly pulls away from you. You look up at him, smiling happily. He smirks back at you, before flicking your forehead. “That’s for earlier.” 

“Ow!” you protest, covering the spot he’d flicked with your hand. 

“Oh, shut up and come help me finish this shit,” he says. 

You mumble incoherently as you follow him to your chair, but you’re not even halfway angry and he knows it. Damn him to hell. 

***

You twirl one of his pens that probably costs more than what you made in a month absentmindedly between your thumb and index finger. “I don’t understand this one at all,” you confess, taking the related pages and sliding them over to him. 

“It’s fine,” he says, taking them from you. “Let’s stop for today. I can finish this tomorrow.” He stamps the page he was reading and places some pages in the “done” pile and you’re so pleased to see that there indeed isn’t much left. 

He turns to face you, and a twinge of some unknown emotion pulls at his heart when he sees how tired you look. “I’ll make sure you’re compensated for your time here.” 

“What? No,” you say, shaking your head. “Don’t you dare, Scaramouche. I wanted to help you. I wanted to be here.” You lift your chin in defiance. “I won’t let you pay me for this.” 

“You act like you have a choice,” he says, and suddenly you’re in his lap, pulled out of your chair by that iron grip. Archons, he was so strong. 

“Please?” you said, caressing his angelic face. “Please. I don’t want your money. I didn’t—I’m not here for that. I’m here for you.” 

He scoffs, trying so hard to pretend like you weren’t stirring emotions in his heart. “Fine, whatever then,” he mutters. 

He kisses you back when you lean into him a moment later, and when you leave his office for the night, he tells you to keep the key when you tried to return it to him. 

***

Signora strolls into your office one morning, not even bothering to knock. “Get out,” she snaps at the young recruit, who you were just finishing up with. You grit your teeth in annoyance as the young girl scrambles out of your office like a terrified mouse. 

“Lady Signora,” you mutter, “good morning.” Your fingers reach for the pen tucked behind your ear. It was the one you’d—uhem—stolen from Scaramouche. “How can I assist you?”

“Begin packing your belongings immediately,” she says, looking at her flawless manicure. “You’ll be leaving with me the day after tomorrow to Inazuma.” 

“What?” you asked, your eyes going wide with disbelief. 

She glares at you with irritation. “What part didn’t you comprehend? You’re being reassigned.” She tosses an envelope at you before turning to leave your office. “Be ready to leave as instructed.” 

You sank into your chair as your shaking hands tore open the envelope. Contained within were your orders to relocate to Inazuma and in the corner, was the seal of La Signora herself. 

***

Scaramouche sat at his desk, diligently writing instructions to be sent to the agents stationed in Mondstadt, when the sound of a key sliding into the lock on his door drew his attention. He smirked, knowing it was you. It was so early in the day. Did you miss him that much? 

You opened the door, and the smile he wore left his face when he saw your stricken expression. “(Name), what is it?” 

“S-Signora…” you whispered. “She’s…she’s reassigning me to Inazuma with her in two days.” Tears stained your face, and you tried hard to hold back the sobs that rose from your chest. 

Scaramouche looked critical. Like hell you were going anywhere if you wanted to stay. He wondered why you were so upset. 

“Are you going to say anything?” you asked, wiping your tears with your sleeve. Does he not care one bit? 

Scaramouche blinked. He was baffled as he gestured you over to him. You complied, and you didn’t wait for his permission before you settled yourself miserably into his lap. He smiled softly when you tucked your face into his neck. 

He was quiet and calm when he reached into a drawer on his desk, for a blank document and for a pen. You heard the sound of a pen gliding against expensive paper and your heart ached. You didn’t look,  but you assumed he’d just resumed what he was doing before you burst into his office, a crying mess. 

He opened a different drawer and pulled an envelope from it. He shifted you slightly so he could reach for his seal across his desk. He then stamped whatever he’d just written. “You’re friends with number 11, are you not?” he asked. 

You sniffled, wondering why on earth he was asking. “Yes,” you answered, pushing yourself back so you could sit up straight. 

“Good. He can make himself useful today.” Scaramouche said. 

Frustrated, you were about to ask what he meant, but before you could, he startled you, barking for an agent. The same girl who had brought you your coffee the other morning rushed into his office. 

“My lord?” she asked, bowing deeply. 

“Take this to Tartaglia immediately,” he said, holding the envelope out to her. 

She rushed forward to retrieve it.  “Yes, my lord.” She bowed again before hastily dashing out of his office.

“Is Childe back?” you asked. 

“This morning I believe,” he replied, nonchalantly. He picked up his pen again and returned to his previous task, stroking your hair softly with his other hand. 

“I hate her,” you said softly. 

He hummed. “She is of no consequence.” 

“That’s easy for you to say, Scaramouche,” you snapped. “She can’t just make you rearrange your whole life with a snap of her fingers like she just did to me.” 

And then he understood. “Do you think I’m so incapable?” he asked coldly. 

“What?” you asked. 

“If you didn’t come to me because you know I’m stronger than Signora, why the fuck are you here, hm?” 

“Scaramouche—“ you began. 

“Do you want to stay or don’t you?” he asked, his eyes flashing. 

“Of course I do!“ you said, clutching the front of his shirt. 

“Say it,” he said, his voice low. 

“I want to stay with you. I don’t want to go to Inazuma with her.” You cupped his face with both of your hands. “Please don’t let her take me.” Your arms slipped slowly around his neck. “I’m sorry. Please, don’t let her take me.” 

“Don’t ever doubt my ability to keep that which is mine,” he said gruffly, one arm going around your waist at last. “Signora is nothing.” 

You nodded, softly kissing his neck. You heard the sound of his pen against paper again and you relaxed entirely against him. 

You’d nearly fallen asleep in his lap when the door to his office slammed open, startling you. You turned to see Signora, holding a crumpled document in her gloved hand.  You scrambled to get off of his lap, but he held you in place, murmuring softly for you to stay. 

“You have some nerve barging in here uninvited,” Scaramouche drawled, adjusting you gently on his lap, into a position more comfortable for him. 

“No, you have some nerve!” she shot back. “What is the meaning of this, Scaramouche?” She held up the parchment. 

“What do you think it is?” he asked. “I’ve countered your orders to relocate (Name), and so has Tartaglia.” He sounded positively bored. 

“My unit will need a healer,” she snapped back. “Inazuma is hostile. The girl will come. She’s not needed here just for you and Childe and a few trainees.” 

“You’re overruled, Signora,” he said, like he was talking to a petulant toddler. “Find another healer, or don’t. I really don’t care. Now, get the fuck out.” 

“Listen to me Scar—“ you heard Signora say, and then you felt the boy beneath you tense with anger. 

“You are one sentence away from dying where you stand,” he said softly, his voice low and deadly. “The girl is mine. I outrank you, bitch. And even if I didn’t, it wouldn’t matter because you’re no match for me. Now, if you don’t want proof that what I’m saying is the truth, get out of my sight.” 

Signora seethed, but she didn’t say another word before she stormed out of the office, slamming the door so hard, the walls rattled. 

Scaramouche sighed, agitated. “The fucking shit I have to put up with.” 

You looked at him, tears sparkling in your eyes. You straddled his lap, surprising him. Your lips found his, and he could practically taste the relief you felt as he kissed you. 

“Thank you,” you whispered. You were breathless and all you wanted was him. 

Possessive hands tugged you closer against him and he looked into your eyes. “No one is going to take you away from me.” His fingers moved to brush a strand of hair behind your ear when his fingers touched something slender hidden in your hair. He pulled his pen out from behind your ear and scoffed. “You little thief!” 

You laughed, and though he’d never admit it out loud, he loved how you sounded. “I wanted something of yours to keep with me during the day when I’m working.” 

He was speechless. He didn’t know how to respond or why what you’d just said made him so damn happy. How had you weaseled your way into his heart? He never let anyone so close; he never wanted anyone so close. 

“Archons,” he said at last, pressing the extravagant pen into your hand. You beamed up at him and took it, and he tightened his hold on you. “What have you done to me?” 

“Nothing that you haven’t done to me,” you replied. 

He tucked your head under his chin. “You better take care of that pen. That’s my favorite one.” 

You laughed again and he decided he’d do anything, deny you nothing if it meant he’d get to hear that sound. 

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2 years ago

hehehe my secret santa for this year was @perpetualcynicism !! im somewhat of a lurker on your blog so it was a fun surprise to know that you were my secret santa LOL

yeah maybe i should've done another character besides cyno, but im a sucker for genshin's resident yu gi oh player so i hope you enjoy :'D

ps. the snow jokes took way too long to make... like i literally had to look them up and it was painful...

wc / 1.6k

cw / fluff, snow, painfully unfunny snow puns

“What’s winter like in Sumeru, Cyno?”

The snow haired man blinks as you lean into him more. He lets his arm relax as you swing both your hands back and forth. You lean forward to properly see his face.

“It depends. The desert or the forest?”

He watches your face scrunch up into your thinking face, hand on your chin, “The desert?”

“Well, it gets even colder than usual. It still retains the dryness, and sometimes it even snows.”

“Wow, snow in the desert? That sounds pretty cool, actually!”

“If you’d like, we could go to Aaru village to see if it snows. Candace actually told me that there’s already a thin layer of frost on the ground.”

“Really? Then let’s get packing, I want to see the snow!”

Cyno breathes out a quiet laugh at your enthusiasm. He wasn’t planning on bringing you to his home village so soon, but celebrating Christmas with you there didn’t sound bad at all.

He helps you pack your clothes, forcing you to bring more than one jacket because no you will actually freeze to death, please bring thicker clothing- and with his own cloak, prepare to leave within the next couple days.

He opts to take the route that didn’t lead to Port Ormos, instead straight to Caravan Ribat. Along the way you spotted more and more snow as you approached the Wall of Samiel. Cyno watches as you step on the white ice and complain about how your feet are cold and wet.

“This is what you get for stepping on snow with just sandals on, [Y/N].”

“Cyno, I think my toes are gonna fall off…”

“Again, this is what you get. We’re almost there, let’s greet Candace first and we can warm up afterwards.”

Candace greets you warmly, a stark contrast to her misty breath as she talks. She leads the two of you to an empty guest house, complete with an empty fireplace filled with wood. Cyno tucks a blanket around your shoulders, effectively turning you into an armless bundle of warmth.

“Cyno, Cyno, look! It swooshes around like wings!”

Cyno looks on as you spin and sway to show how the blanket hugged your body. The light from the newly lit fireplace encompasses the living room area with comforting warmth.

“It does. Make sure you don’t get angry, that’ll really ruffle your feathers.”

“That was so bad.”

You try hitting him with your blanket wings, trying as best you could to wack his arm. Cyno grips your blanket.

“Did you get it? Birds ruffling their feathers means-”

“I know what it means, let go! It’s gonna fall off and I’m cold.”

Cyno pulls you down and you land on him with a muted “oof-” as he holds you close.

“Alright, are you warm enough to go see the snow for real now? You really wanted to see snow, it’s best to see it before it turns into ice.”

Your neck snaps up to beam him a smile that stretched from ear to ear. He pats your head before you can squirm.

“Yes, please! Let’s go, I’ll bundle up properly this time!”

He watches you inch yourself up, much like a worm, and go to your bedroom to grab thicker and longer clothes. He himself puts on his usual travelling cloak with some thicker shoes. He made sure to grab some proper shoes before you two left, knowing you probably didn’t have anything to protect your feet.

He fastens up your footwear for you and before he can even stand up you’re already out the door. You’re barely a foot out the door before your breathe fogs up and clouds your vision. You turn back to see Cyno stand up and close the door behind him, hood pulled up. You tug at his hand, feet tracking footprints into the frosty floor.

“Where’re we going first? I want to see how snow falls first, I’ve never seen it snowing!”

“Is that so? I’m not sure if it will snow, but we can go out further into the desert to see how much snow there is.”

He guides you to outside Aaru Village. Eremites were probably hiding inside their camps more and more but he’s cautious enough to bring his weapon. He looks around the large open field as you bounce around in the white backdrop.

And after he looks around for a second, he’s pelted on his arm by a cold ball hurdling at him. He hears your laugh as he shakes the snow off him. As you turn around to make another one, you feel a freezing sensation on your side as you shriek at the cold.

“Agh, chill out Cyno! Ahhh, I’m sorry, have mercy!”

You bundle up some more snow in your palms, ready to assault Cyno with another snowball. Before you stand up, your vision turns white. You wipe your face and your nose tingles with the urge to sneeze. You blink and line up your shot to Cyno.

He dodges your snowball and you curse under your breath. Curse him, that shot was right to your face! You can still feel the coolness on your cheek and eyes, finally sneezing after being pelted right in your nose.

The spontaneous snowball fight ends when you collapse onto the floor butt first, laying down on the cold ground. Your quick exhales turn cloudy and disappear as soon as they come.

Cyno’s footsteps crunch on the icy floor, getting louder and louder as he approaches. Turning your neck to look at him, you’re greeted with his towering figure and the lightness of the sky above.

“Are you ok? The cold is snow joke.”

You threw a handful of snow at him.

“I’m sorry beloved, I’ll give you something warm to drink.”

You sneeze into a tissue, sniffling. The snow got to you harder than you thought. Cyno’s hands felt colder than usual on your cheeks and forehead, eyebrows furrowed the tiniest bit.

“Do you need anything else? Do you want to go to bed?”

He bites the inside of his cheek when you shake your head with a light groan. He tucks the blanket tighter around you and figures out what to get you to drink.

Tea, coffee, maybe some warm milk? You would want something sweet, wouldn’t you? Shuffling around the kitchen, Cyno opens cabinet after cabinet to see if Candace had anything that would make you feel a bit better. That was when a packet of cocoa fell off a certain shelf. Inspecting it closer, Cyno decides to grab some sugar before warming up some milk.

You wake up groggily and congested to the sight of Cyno holding a mug. When you sit up, you adjust the blanket around your shoulders so you could extend your hands to Cyno.

“What’s this?”

He leans against your torso, hair ticking your side, “Some hot cocoa. Something warm and sweet when it’s snowing is something you would enjoy, isn’t it?”

You take a cautious sip, not wanting to burn your mouth. The sweetness of the drink slowly warms your body. Cyno smiles when you let out a content sigh and lean back into the couch. His arms wrap around you and you lay your hand on his forehead. “

Wait, Cyno, you’re pretty warm too! I can’t believe I made you do all that when you were also sick…”

He puts his own hand to his head, feeling the unusually warm heat being emanated from his own self. He didn’t even realize he had a fever either, it seems.

“It’s fine, I wasn’t aware I was sick either.”

“But still! Later I’ll make you something nice to make sure you don’t get even more sick."

Before you can say anything else, Cyno shoves his face into your stomach and blows. You cough out a laugh, or choke and nearly gag.

“Agh-hahaha, Cyno, no, what the heck, don’t-hmp-”

Cyno grins to himself when he sees you smile crookedly, trying to hold back your laugh.

Eventually you manage to push Cyno enough to let you see his face. The red in his eyes stare at you with a mischief you were rather unfamiliar with and you pout.

“Ugh, I thought your jokes were bad enough, can’t believe I have to deal with tickles now.”

“It’s only with you, beloved.”

Cyno takes great pride at the redness in your face, which he knows isn’t from the fever. He lets out a slight laugh when you hit his arm weakly.

The fire crackled when you flop down to lay down. Cyno climbs to lay his head on your torso once more. His cheek smushes into your chest and it feels as if you two are ready to take a nap.

Which is exactly what you do. From finishing the last of your journey to Aaru Village and the funnest time in the snow, your body feels ready to rest for real. As you drift off to sleep, Cyno cranes his neck to look up.

He wants nothing more than to get up and move you to a bigger and more comfortable bed, but the way the fire flickers orange light over your tired face stops him. If he disturbed you now it would be a waste of a nice moment.

So he opts to rest too. You can complain about all the neck and back pains in the morning, but right now he stares at your slowly breathing self for a few moments longer and closes his own eyes, thankful to the Archons that he could spend the winter with you.

2 years ago

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐱 F!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐱 F!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐲

Summary: I think the title speaks for itself but basically what movie you and the Genshin men are in

Characters/Relations; Diluc, Childe, Cyno, Kazuha, Alhaitham x F!Reader

Warnings: SWEARING, LOTS OF IT, mentions of blood, rude moms, death, swords, fights, creepy men, gaslighting, guilt tripping, manipulation, tighnari is literally all the animal sidekicks in these, these are not fully sccurate to the movies more like 97% is accurate but wtv

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𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐱 F!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐲

❥Diluc: Beauty and the Beast (Live Version)

♫“𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞.”

- cmon he radiates major beast vibes

- so I had the live version in mind for this but its hardly any different from the og other than the songs and extra characters

- the casting would be

-Alice as the enchantress who cursed Diluc

-Lumière as Venti

-Cogsworth as Aether

-Mrs. Potts as Jean

-Chip as Klee

-Kaeya as Gaston

-LeFou as Rosaria

-it’s kinda like dawn winery is the ‘castle’ so imagine it as that just larger and mondstadt is the town that forgot all abt the castle in the woods

-so we all know how the story goes; The Prince aka Diluc is cursed with shit by an enchantress (Alice) for being selfish and is turned into a beast while everyone else is turned into random stuff you’d find in a home and then there’s a rose and if sm1 falls in love with Diluc before the last petal falls then everyone is set free.

-Gaston, or Kaeya in this, wants to marry Belle aka you, but you don’t like him despite how hot he is and then one day your father leaves for the market but gets lost and finds the castle, the beast captures him for staying in the dawn winery and then you switch places with him yeah yeah and fall in love

-Diluc genuinely radiates beast vibes especially given the fact how cold he is at first towards you

-like Diluc is not a nice person at all at the start. He’s rude, has no feelings, is cold hearted.

-it’s only when he realizes that the rose only has like 7 petals left he decided he needs to do something.

-but at the same time who could ever love him? He was a selfish monster.

-however when you escaped the castle and attacked by wolves, he knew leaving you out there to die was horrible so he saved you; getting hurt during it.

-you were contemplating on escaping and leaving him here to die, but you weren’t a monster like him and got him to stand up, taking him back to the castle and treating him

-from then on he was forever in your thanks

-it’s one day when he’s in bed, healing, he hears you reciting something familiar.

“Romeo and Juliet?” He asks with a scoff, turning to look at you.

“You know Shakespeare?” You ask, eyes lighting up a bit as you refused to believe someone like him actually reads.

When he nods, you scoff in shock with a laugh. “Do you like it? Do you have any favourite works?”

“None. Most of his works revolve around yucky smucky romance. I have way better books to read.”

“Oh really? Like what?”

- he has a whole fucking library in the dawn winery and when he takes you to it your shocked.

-in your town you’ve ready every single book but not one from his library.

-when he asks if you like it you scoff, claiming you “love it!”

-so he gives you the whole library.

-it’s then on all his old workers and friends notice how close you two have gotten. They’d find you reading a book to him as he’d try to sleep

-there would be snow fights out in the garden, him winning since his larger hands could make a very much larger snowball than yours

-I think we all get the point; then Gaston or Kaeya comes blah blah he dies

-the last petal falls and you’re like fuck but then you kiss him and OH EM GEE ALICE IS THERE AND TURNS HIM BACK TO A MAN

-he’s hot asf you realize with his red hair andnwjdnjwdnkwdjiwnekwke

-BALLROOM DANCING.

-he’s such a good dancer even as a beast oh my god

-other than that we know the story, but you’ve changed him for the better and freed everyone of the castle and have everyone their memories back.

-most importantly, you saved him and now he could marry you.

Childe; Anastasia

“Now shoulders back and stand up tall and do not walk, but try to float!”

“I feel a little foolish am I floating?”

“Like a sinking boat.”

-He and dimitri both have red hair okay it matches

-well Dimitri had chestnut brown hair but CHESTNUT ID CLOSE TO GINGER

-totally not because snezhnaya is based off of Russia too

-idk even without his snezhnayan background or the chestnut hair he still gives me major Dimitri vibes

-so the story of Anastasia is ur a lil princess living with ur amazing family in snezhnya (russia). Childe is one of the kitchen boys and helpers, and admired Princess Y/N from afar constantly. However, one day during a ball, your castle and homeland is attacked by a wizard, killing your parents in the process. All that’s left of the Royal family is you and your grandma, Childe helping the both of you escape but is attacked in the process.

-running to a train to escape, your grandma makes it on first but you can’t catch up and grandma leaves without you blah blah she cries she misses you

-you gain a concussion or wtv and amnesia takes its place to you, now living In Liyue. after like a decade, Dimitri (Childe) and Vladmir (Pantalone) find out the grandmother is tryna find you and will reward whoever finds you. The two con men hold auditions to pretend to be princess Y/N, and then they see you, someone who looks JUST like princess Y/N and decide that you would pretend to be her.

-THE THING IS YOU ARE PRINCESS Y/N AND THEY DONT EBEN MNOW AND NOR DO YOU

-on the travel to paris, you get closer with Dimitri and on the travel, the wizard that called your family is trying to kill YOU so now your falling in love while someone is trying to kill you all while realizing who you are

-anyway so the casting

-dimitri as Childe obv

-Pantalone as Vladmir (his best bud)

-it makes sense because the both of them care abt money a lot so

-anyway I can just imagine you and Childe with that enemies to lovers and slow pining

-yk how he betrays the traveller in the game

-in the movie Dimitri SORTA betrays Anastasia cuz he wants the money for the reward

-but in this case, CHILDE, decides he jo longer wants the money and just wants YOU.

-Just ugh imagine you walking down the stairs in a gown and Childe can’t stop looking at you ajdnjendiejf

-like he acc has JAWS DROP

-literal drool running down his chin

-it’s not an official ballroom dance hut you two practice your dancing skills on a boat and your constantly stepping on his toes but he can’t get mad and he smiles at your giggles

-Pantalone notices and gives the idea to Childe that maybe instead of the money, he should just have you

-but Childe isn’t worthy of love, he’s a con man, and he needs the money.

-that is until he sees you walk in with that gown and LO AND BEHOLD HE IS IN LOVE LADIES

-you’re at an opera waiting for the chance to speak with ur grandmama and when Childe notices how nervous you are he just

“Everything’s gonna be fine.” He whispered, taking ahold of your fidgeting hand, his lips barely glazing over the knuckles covered by your white glove. he doesn’t make any move to let go through the whole opera.

- however once you realized he was only using you for the money, you get into a large fight with him and end up slapping him

-in the next few days once ur finally home and found your grandma, she invited Childe to table the money

-HOWEVER

“No money is worth of my love for her.”

so he doesn’t acc say that in the movie but I’m adding it here because he NEVER TOOK THE MONEY.

-a few days later at a ball in celebration for having you back,

-ur grandma tells you that Childe never took the money despite your thoughts and he realized he was speaking the truth; that at first he did this for the money, but then he wanted to do it for you.

-you leave to find Childe but of FUCKING COURSE THE WIZARD THAT KILLED YOUR FAMILY IS HERE

-Childe is there and honestly I’m not even gonna explain the fight but the wizard drowns and dies yayayayyaa

-he checks to make sure you’re okay and you’re not hurt after his ass saved u from the wizard multiple times and once he realizes that you’re okay and it’s over, he just smashes his lips against yours, so happy he finally has you.

-eventually you leave with Pantalone and Childe, going to travel the world once it was realized the princess life wasn’t suit for you.

-maybe it will soon, but now, you wanted to have all the time with Childe.

Cyno; Aladdin

“𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞?”

-guys

-HEAR ME OUT

-no shirt,

-both have some sort of animal love (Aladdin’s monkey and how cyno is lowkey in love with tighnari ANYWAY)

-he’s a respectful man

- he may be the general mahamatra but in another life he’s Aladdin, the hot thief. Completely opposite of what he actually is (except the hot part)

-so I’ll be worried if some of y’all don’t know the movie but I’m explaining it either way

-so aladdin aka Cyno is our lil village thief and you are the princess with a overprotective father who never lets you leave the castle.

-one day Cyno is up to his thieving yet on this same day you decide to escape the castle woohoo!

“Morning ladies!”

“Getting into trouble a little early today, aren’t we Cyno?” Nilou chuckled, her and Dehya looking at Cyno with a horrible disguise on.

“It’s only trouble if you’re caught!”

ur not rlly street smart since you’ve been cooped up in the castle so you take an apple to give to a kid who was eyeing it and you don’t even realize it’s sm1 selling it

“You better have a way of paying for that.” The man said, voice rough. “No one steals from my shop.”

“I’m sorry sir I don’t have any money-“

“THIEF!”

“I’m really sorry! I had no idea! I promise I’ll go to the king and get money!” You pleaded, trying to squirm away from the seller who had a harsh grip on your wrist.

“Do you know what the penalty is for stealing?!.” He yelled, his hand on your wrist pushing it down onto a surface and his free hand pulling out his sword that somehow came out of nowhere.

Just as you were about to scream, a random young man grabbed his hand. “Thank you kind sir I’m so glad you found her!” He smiled at the man before turning to you with a glare. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”

“What are you doing?” You whispered as he slowly pushed you away.

“Play along.” He whispered back

“You know her?” The man asked, forcing the two of you to stop inching away.

Cyno frowned and turned to the man. “Sadly, yes.” He let out an exaggerated sad sigh. “She is my sister. She’s a little crazy!”

The man didn’t take his words for the truth and grabbed him by the shoulders. “She said she knew the king!”

Cyno only chuckled, pushing the man’s hands off of him. “She thinks the king is the fox.”

He pointed down to a small fox- his pet fox.

Your eyes widened, quickly catching the idea as you bowed down to his fox friend. “Oh wise king!”

The fox was confused asf but he took the pride.

-you run together and you thank him but then GUARDS CHASE CYNO AND HE GETS ARRESTED WHATTTT but with your authority as princess you command to let him go and he’s free!

-he meets jafar (casting will be seen soon) and jafar takes him to some temple claiming he’ll pay him or some shit if he goes In and takes a certain bottle or wtv

-guys I’m iffy on this part of the story so dont bully me if I’m off

-right when cyno is about to take the bottle his stuoid PET TOUCHES SMTH AND THE WHOLE TEMPLE GOES ON LOCKDOWN WHILE HES IN THERE AND JAFAR THINKS HES DEAD SO HE TAKES THE BOTTLE FROM CYNO WHILE HE TRIES TO ESCAPE

-BUT

-cyno tricked him and NEVER GRABBED THE BOTTLE

-it takes cyno a while to realize while trapped in the temple that the bottle is acc a wish bottle

-he just randomly rubs it and POOF genie pops out and he wishes to get out the temple yayyy

-then he wishes to become a prince for all the money and also does it because he’s like in love with you despite seeing u once but you can only marry a prince

-what is this…JAFAR IS THE KINGS BSF AND HELPER?!?!?!

-jafar tries to frame cyno of corrupting the king blah blah jafar is evil then there’s a fight save the day smooch yeah

-okay onto casting

-the genie as KAVEHHHH

-they’re so similar if you think about it

-abu or the monkey friend as tighnari but he’s a little fox in this

-jafar as Azar (IT RHYMES)

-okay so cyno comes on a whole ass elephant claiming to be a prince and you can’t deny that he’s a lil fine

-you somehow don’t recognize the prince is the very man who saved you

-however ever since your first interaction with cyno In thé kingdom he has NOT STOPPD THINKNG AHT YOU

-before he wished to become a prince he was telling kaveh all about you

“There’s this girl. She’s smart and fun and-“

“And pretty?”

“Beautiful! She’s got the eyes and this hair- and her smile!”

-so yeah he’s vv much in love despite a one time interaction

-but love at first sight is real to him OKAY

-so to try and marry you he wishes to be a prince yet you don’t know the prince tryna marry you that you currently dislike is the MAN WHO SAVED YOU FORM THAT STREET VENDOR

-it’s not until one day when cyno has some RANDOM MAGIC CARPET flying while he’s on your balcony and he invites to take you around the world

-however on your balcony he notices your…pet

“You have a pet….tiger?”

-YOU GO ON THE CARPET WIRH HIM AND HE FLYS AROUND AND BRO WAS SERIOUS CUZ HE SHOWS YOU THE STARS AND EVERYTHING

-you realized once you finally got a good look at him and his hat was off that it was the same man who saved you in the streets.

-this is the one of first times you actually get to be away from the castle and it’s perfect because you’re FLYING on something and because it’s with him.

-let me tell you he gets jealous easily tho

-like he HATES the fact you had other suitors eyeing you up and shit like your his but not officially smh

-so final battle everhone is captured yeah yeah and azar wants to be king but to do so you must agree to marry him and ofc ur like hell no

-the thing is jafar is now in possession of the wish thing or wtv so now kaveh our lovely genie must grant all his wishes

-he’s about to wish for you to fall in love with him but Kaveh says he can’t do that then they get into an argument yeah yeah

-it’s not until you see cyno is free and tryna save you but you need to distract azar.

-so your idiotic self decides to seduce azar.

-yeah.

“I never realized how…incredibly handsome you are.”

-kaveh’s jaw LITERALLY DROPPED and azar shut it for him

“Oh really? Go on.”

absolutely disgusting cuz he’s just ew

“You’re tall…dark, well dressed…”

-kaveh is like genuinely disgusted at the scene in front of him

-but then he hears a sound and turns and ITS CYNO

-he almost screamed his name but cyno had to cover his mouth

-when Kaveh tells cyno he’s under Azar’s command he tries to get the wish bottle or wtv

-so you have to keep TALKING and lil sexy moves to distract azar

-cyno was also disgusted and he hated it sm but to save you he had to deal with it

“And what about that street rat?” Azar asked with a smirk.

You smirked back, walking closer to him and wrapping your arms around his neck. “What street rat?”

-cyno knew u weren’t serious but UGH he hated this

-however azars lil evil sidekick pet or wtv sees cyno and is abt to scream but then FOX TIGHNARI TO THE RESCUE

-however he did make a nose and just when azar was turning his head, you immediately put your hand at the back, forcing him to look at you and you smashed your lips against his

-NAH WHY U GOTTA DO THAY TO CYNO

-he forgot abt his whole plan for a second when he watched it all

-he lowk wished he was azar

-even tighnari stopped fighting and just stared shocked and kaveh’s jaw dropped

-BUR AZAR SEES CYNO IN THE REFLECTION OF UR CROWN AND THEN BATTLE STArts

-once it’s over cyno uses his final wish to free kaveh and Azar takes his place and now Azar is LONG GONEEEE

-however since kaveh is no longer the genie, all of cyno’s wishes are gone and he is no longer a prince and can’t marry you

-but YOUR DAD TO THE RESCUE!!

-he changes the law so you can marry cyno and he’s so happy he SPINS YOU AROUND AND KISSES YOU AJENFJEJJFS

-anyways you guys get married blah blah you’re finally free to make your own choices and both so so happy

Kazuha; Tangled.

“𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨.“

-HE IS SO FIT AS FLYNN

-cmon they’re both wanted and hot as fuck

-both have some amazing way with words

-so to explain the tangled story since I’m a lil scared some of y’all don’t know.

-if you guys have never watched tangled go watch it pls

-so for quick summary your born a princess obv but some crazy lady steals you as a baby and takes you far far away because apparently the mom ate a magic flower and the magic in the flower came to YOU

-so for the crazy lady who took you, she only did because she needs the magic to continue living

-so because you were literally 1 year old you think crazy lady is your mother as she takes you to a far far away tower and traps you there for almost 2 decades

-you’re hair is like 30 metres long somehow

-oh yeah the magic is in your hair and if you cut it the magic is gone so!!

-anyway one day ur mom is out blah blah and it’s your birthday blah blah and on your birthday there are these floating lanterns at the palace and you REALLY WANNA GO but ofc crazy mama says no

-but then some random hot guy comes through the tower window and because he’s a stranger and you’ve never seen anyone besides your mom you hit him with a pan and he goes unconscious

-he wakes up tied to a chair by YOUR HAIR.

“Uh, I’m sorry, is this hair?”

-you ask him what he wants and tbh I don’t remember the story but you make him take you to the lanterns or lights or wtv and he’s like yk what? Sure

-OH NOW I REMMEBER

-okay so he stole a crown from the palace

-and he found your tower to hide in it and when he went unconscious you stole the bag that had the crown

-so you say if he wants it back he has to take you and he’s like bet

-the dude can only stare as you go through a whole episode of feeling grass for the first time in your life but also regretting leaving your tower because your mom will be so mad when you get back but at the same time you’re finally free yet-

-this happens for an hour.

-eventually he has to reassure you he’ll bring you back

-uhm thing is he tried to steal the crown from you though so he was gonna send you to a tavern filled with scary men and lowk leave you there

-ofc though since you’re so cute all the scary men in the tavern start doing karaoke with you

-I got a dream she’s got a dream dududududuudd

-BUT

-CASTLE GUARDS COME

-Kazuha grabs your hand and goes into this like hidden tunnel under the tavern and there’s like this whole fight scene thing

-you guys get trapped in a cave that’s blocked and there’s water coming in

-Kazuha CANT find a way out cuz it’s too dark

-BUT WAIT

-U HAVE MAGIC HAIR!!!

-that also glows…

-Kazuha is the definition of WTF when u just start singing a lullaby or wtv and ur hair starts GLOWING?

-nevertheless he’s able to see and he finds a way out of the cave

-however that night you didn’t know your mama was currently looking for you…

-and there were 2 people Kazuha pissed off (two random men I don’t have names) who he actually stole the crown with and then ran away from them

-you also forgot you left the crown

-in the tower

-with your mom

-yeah

-she suggests revenge on Kazuha and boy did the two men smile at that

-that night Kazuha had a large gash in his palm from getting you guys out the cave and you ofc have to use your hair to heal it

“You’re being strangely cryptic as you wrap your…magic hair around my injured hand.”

He winces when you grip onto his wrist too tight snd you grimace. “Sorry! Just…don’t freak out please?”

-for you he didn’t

-however…

-once u sing ur lullaby he tries his best not to freak out he stares at his now completely healed hand with large eyes and thinks that something is gonna happen to him

-btw you’re both in a forest around a fire cuz it’s obv ur not gonna make it to the kingdom that day and have nowhere to sleep but you’re ofc gonna go tomorrow

-you guys open up to each other last night and Kazuha was shocked that he felt so relieved to open up to someone he met just 18 hours ago

-when he leaves to get firewood though…

-MAMA IS HERE!!

“How did you find me?!” You ask, sputtering as your mom pulls you into a hug.

“I just listened to the sound of complete and utter betrayal and followed it! We’re going home, now.” Her soft and sarcastic voice turned into a harsh one as she gripped your wrist, trying to make you follow her.

You fought back. “What? Mom, you don’t understand- I’ve been on this Incredible journey and I’ve seen and learned so much! I even met someone…” you whispered the last sentence with a smile.

She scoffed before the sarcastic voice came back. “Yes, the wanted man. I’m so proud! Now come on.” It quickly turned harsh again and she pulled your wrist but you kept your ground.

“I think…I think he likes me!”

“Likes you? Please Y/N that’s demented!”

“But mother I-“

“This is why you never should’ve left! This romance you think is not real. It proves you’re too naive for this world. You think he likes you? Look at you! He’s not even impressed.” She stood a few feet away, arms out as if she was expecting you to hug her. “Don’t be a dummy, come with mummy. Mother knows bes-“

“No!”

She stares at you bewildered. “No? I see what this is now. Oh Y/N knows best! She’s so mature now! If you really believe he likes you, go ahead and give him this!” She pulls out the bag that had the crown in it.

Your eyes widened. “How did you even-?”

She holds the crown out, cutting you off. “This is why he’s here! Don’t let him deceive you, give the crown to him then you’ll see.”

“I will.”

“Trust me, dear.” She did a quick snap. “That’s how fast he’ll leave you. I won’t say I told you so, because apparently Y/N knows best! So if he’s such a dream boat, put him too the test.”

“Mother, wait-“

“If he’s lying, don’t come crying. Your mother always knows best.” And in an instant, she’s disappeared into the night fog, and you can only stare in shock.

You overhear Kazuha coming back and you quickly hide the crown in the bag and then hide the bag behind a nearby tree

“Are you all right?” Kazuha asks, looking at your back as you were turned away from him.

You out on a fake smile, instantly turning. “Yep! Just lost in thought.”

He doesn’t suspect anhtning and nods, going on about whatever topic, and you constantly find yourself glancing back at the tree

-you both go to sleep later and he’s such a gentlemen he gets you smth comfy to put your head on and he takes a rock.

-such a gentleman ugh

-however

-when he wakes up

-there’s a gigantic castle tanuki guard growling right above him and he realizes he’s fucked

-you wake up to screaming and somehow this TANUKI is DRAGGING Kazuha across the ground since his boot was in its foot

-you went to grab Kazuha’s hand, pulling on it and you obv win but the tanuki ends up taking Kazuha’s boot

-you tell the tanuki to sit and then call her a good girl and her baby tail starts wagging as if it’s an actual dog and Kazuha can only be like what the fuck

“You must be so tired from chasing this bad guy for days!” You say in a baby voice, scratching the Tanuki’s head and she nods.

“She’s a bad tanuki! Bad!”

“She’s just a big sweetheart!” You look at the dollar, smiling at the name. “Aren’t you Sayu?”

She, despite being a tanuki who shouldn’t understand anything, is currently nodding her head.

“Look, today is the biggest day of my life- it’s my birthday. And you can’t take Kazuha because he’s taking me to see the lights and it’s all I ever wanted to see! So, can you please not drag him to the castle and get him arrested?”

The tanuki somehow scoffed

“Just for 24 hours then you can chase each other to your hearts contents, okay?” You ask, watching as the animal and the full on adult glare at each other.

Kazuha scoffs along with the Tanuki huffing. “Fine.” He puts his hand out and Sayu hesitantly SOMEHOW shakes it, but makes no move to let go.

You walk away when you hear the kingdom bells, signalling the festival is gonna start, and when you walk away you don’t even realize or see the Tanuki punch Kazuha in the chest.

-so you’re both finally in the kingdom and of course you’re both hiding but now he feels like he kinda needs to make sure you’re okay because he was just gonna leave you there but you kinda saved him when running away from the guards

-also the tanuki is now glaring at him and watching his every move so he can’t leave you

-you also saved him when the scary men in the tavern tried to kill them but then you hit one of with your famous pan and karaoke starts

-he did originally plan to do that but after last night he lowk started liking you and realized you were too sweet and he wanted to make your special day happy

-each time you two- well three now- walk by a poster with his drawn out face, he grabs it and crumples it. Only so no one knows it’s him and because they made his nose look HIDEOUS on it

-when he crumples it he hears the tanuki/ sayu/ yell and he just throws it at her.

-then she throws it back

-you had to yell at them to stop

-so the only concern is your hair as a bunch of people step on it and it’s a VERY crowded kingdom

-he grabs handfuls of it so no one steps on it and no one gets suspicious

-town square though there’s 4 little girls who literally LIGHT UP at the sight of your hair and they braid pieces of it then braid it again so it stays short

-short is down to your feet btw

-when Kazuha looks he has to admit your really fucking pretty

-like he can stop staring and he’s finally out of it when the tanuki is SMIRKING at him and laughing her ass off

-he grabs a nearby flower and puts it right above your ear

-he’s a thief so he steals SOME snacks for you guys and he might buy a gift

-he even buys you a cloth of the kingdom symbol- a sun.

-^ keep that in mind guys

-he realizes he lowkey likes you despite knowing u for one day??

-but you’re so interesting and beautiful and he won’t say it’s love but there’s def smth he has for you

-when he’s abt to buy you guys some stuff you notice on the wall surrounding the castle there is an old painting

-it’s the queen and king and they’re holding a baby

-and it lowkey looks like you?

“It’s for the lost princess.” A little girl said, putting a flower down beside the wall and you realized there were multiple flowers everywhere.

-the eyes, the hair…everything

-she looks just like you!

-but you hear a band go by and you start following them and after Kazuha bought your shit he turns around and he’s like “where the fuck is she”

-he sees you dancing with a little boy and then you start to gather in more people to dance

-you encourage him to come dance and he says no but then Sayu pushes him

-sadly he can’t dance with you as multiple people take his arm and twirl around with him :(

-he really liked seeing you dance though

-not ballroom dancing but more of that jumpey old time dancing

-he wants to do whatever YOU want to do but you guys do have to hide a few times when guards walk by but your always giggling your asses off

-the man takes you to the public library and shows you books you’ve never read before after constantly rereading books in your tower

-HES SO SWEETBRO WJNDJEJF

-the two of you end up dancing again for hours like all the way until sunset and he FINALLY gets the chance to dance with you

-he’s jumping and twirling with you and then you’re pushed together by the locals and you’re really close and he’s holding onto you and ughwkfnwkndns

-but before anything can happen someone yells “to the boats!” and you realize the sun is starting to come down, MEANING THE LANTERNS ARE COMING!!

-he literally grabbed your hand and ran you over to a boat before everyone could score one

-while he’s pushing the boat away from the dock, Sayu is on it glaring at him, as if telling him not to do anything and he only smiles

-he ends up throwing a bag of apples and she stares hesitantly at them then him

“I bought them!” He yelled, and Sayu instantly started eating the apples.

“Most of them.” He chuckled, and Sayu glared again at him again.

“Where are we going?” You asked

“It’s the best day of your life. I figured you should have the best view for the best day.” He smiled.

-he takes you all the way to a spot on the ocean near the castle that was on the edge of the cliff

-it wasn’t too near that all you could see was that but the shape was for sure visible

-he noticed you’re off again and when he asks if your okay, you admit your terrified

-you explain that you’ve been looking forward to these lights for so many years after seeing them from your tower, dreaming about what it might feel like when those lights rise in the sky, but what if it’s not everything you dreamed to be?

-he can only stare at you, reassure you that it will be amazing

”but what if it is amazing? Then what will I do?”

“You find a new dream.” He shrugs. “That’s the good part, I guess.”

-little do you know in the castle your dad is crying because he can’t see his baby and he’s so sad because he genuinely thinks your dead

-his first daughter is gone :(

-acc ur about to make out with a thief on a boat but wtv

-the king and queen are always the first to let their lanterns float, and once everyone sees the lanterns they let their own go

-you always thought it was a festival, which it was, but in reality it was a tribute to the dead princess AKA YOU but your not even dead you just don’t know

-ur a lil dumb cuz how do you think it’s normal every year on your birthday there’s these lanterns and then you see the LOST ORINCESS BABY painting which looks JUST LIKE YOU

-also keep in mind on every lantern there is a sun symbol on it

-the sun symbol is a necklace your dad also has

-I’m sorry I love the dad sm when he started crying in the movie I wanted to cry

-back to you

-you notice the light reflection in the water and when you look up, all the lanterns start to fly up all across the kingdom and far into the water

-when you saw the light you started SCRAMBLING on the boat and you almost tipped the whole boat over and were prob gonna drown again but wtv

-now comes in that song if you wanna go listen to it it’s called “I see the light” or some shit go listen to it with the video it’s so good ugh

-^ onky if you’ve never watched it or just feel like watching it again

-Kazuha looks at you, illuminated by the lanterns and how you look up at them

-you turn to look at him and he’s holding two lanterns, one for you and one for him

-he claims he got it as a gift for you and you sit back down in front of him

-you pull the bag out of NOWHERE don’t ask it’s some magic type shit, saying you should’ve given it to him before blah blah

“I should’ve given it to you before but I was just…” You paused, letting out a sigh. “I was just scared. And the thing is, I’m not scared anymore. Do you get what I mean?”

He smiles, putting his hand in the bag, but not to grab it, and instead pushes it down into your lap, showing he doesn’t want it anymore. “‘Im starting to.”

-HE AND FLYNN RIDER ARE SO FINE UGH WIFNJEJFJSJDJSJF

-IN REWAYCHING THE MOVIE RN AND WHEN HE SAYS THAT JUST UGH

-LITWRAL BUTTERFLIES

-all those days he’s chased down daydreams or living in a blur- all that time he never truly saw things the way they were

-but now you’re here, just watching the lanterns with the most beautiful eyes

-now you’re here and suddenly he knows

-if you’re here, it’s crystal clear, he’s where he’s meant to go.

-he like holds onto your hand

-it’s warm, real and bright, and everything with you is like the world has somehow shifted

-all at once, everything is different, now that the both of you see each other clearly.

-he puts a loose strand of hair behind your ear and he cups your cheek but then smth happens

-he’s about to kiss you but on the main land he notices the two men he stole the crown with

-he looks back at the bag and he takes you back to the mainland, he leaves you on the boat with the bag and claims he has something to take care of

-you just nod, believing him because you’re literally in love

-he feels so bad for lying but he just doesn’t want you to get hurt :(

-he keeps claiming he’ll be back as he walks away, and you tell yourself it’s alright

-so away from your sight he meets up with the two men and they’re GLARING at him while one is sharpening a dagger

-we’ll call him dumbo 1

-he throws the bag to them and he’s about to leave but then he doesn’t notice dumbo 2 is right behind him and he bumps into him

“Leaving again huh? Kaedehara?” Dumbo 1 chuckled, standing up from the rock he was sitting on.

He turned back to look at him. “What?”

“We heard you found something more valuable than a crown.” He said, walking towards him until they wereface to face.

“We want her instead.”

-WELL FUCK

-okay back to you

-you’re starting to get worried because he’s been gone for a while

-but then you notice the shape of a man in the fog and you’re happy!’

“I was starting to think you ran off with the crown and left me!”

-however behind the one man instead came a second, and you realized that was NOT Kazuha

-panic started to settle In you

“He did.” One of the men said.

“What? No- he wouldn’t!”

“See for yourself.” The other smirked, and he pointed to the sea.

You stared confused but walked closer to the water, only to see Kazuha leaving on a boat with the bag.

“Kazuha!” You yelled, but he didn’t look back.

One of the men circled you, touching your braid. “A fair trade. A crown for the girl with the magic hair.”

You gasped

“How much do you think someone would pay to stay young and healthy forever. That’s what your hair does, correct?” The other said.

“No, no!” You started to back away, pleading the men after one of them pulled a dagger out with those large backs people usually…bag you with.

You started running, losing sight of the two, but your braid gets caught onto a branch and you struggle to let it go.

However, you hear sounds of grunts and struggles and you hear you mothers voice. “Y/N!?”

“Mother?” You ran back to the spot once your braid was free, to see the two men passed out on the ground and your mother standing beneath them.

-she starts to claim she was so worried, literally on the verge of tears

-you start crying and run into her arms and when you ask how she knew where you were she said she followed you

-she tells you to leave but you find yourself looking back at the boat Kazuha was on, trying not to cry

-you turn back ti see your mom staring at you with her arms out, and you can’t help but run into her arms and cry, claiming she was right the whole time

-however little did you know it was all fake.

-your mother originally payed the men if they could act like they were actually going to take you so she could bring you back home so she could live

-idk if I mentioned but your hair keeps her alive wtv

-Kazuha was on the boat, but he was actually tied and the two men pushed the boat to make sure it would go to the docks of the kingdom

-he wakes up when the boats hit the docks and he’s yelling out your name and doesn’t realize the current predicament

-the crown is tied to his hand

-the 2 ken wanted their revenge so they decided to put him in and the mother paid em for it

-while he’s being arrested, sayu could only watch with concern

-even while hes being arrested HES still yelling your name

-sayu looks back at the island you were both previously on and now she’s worried as fuck

-so the next day he’s in the dungeon blah blah and then the guards take him to get executed

-that same day for you, you’re back in the tower and your mom let the braids out and all the flowers too

-even the one Kazuha put in your hair

-but you don’t say anything, frowning the whole time

-the girl kinda guilt trips you, saying she tried to warn you and you’re just too naive for this selfish world and then she leaves you in your room alone

-you look at the cloth Kazuha gave you which was crumpled up in your hands and you just stare at the sun symbol on it

-you lay down onto your bed, looking at the ceiling

-but then you realize that all these years trapped in a tower, you’ve painted and drawn on every wall and ceiling of the tower

-you’ve drawn stuff you’ve never seen before but was always in the back of your head

-such as the kingdoms sun symbol

-you look back at the cliff then back at the ceiling anf sit up, trying to get a better look at it

-you have this like hallucination where every sun symbol starts to glow on the ceiling

-and then you get this vision back to the painting on the wall and realize

-your the lost princess

-okay back to Kazuha

-while the guards are walking him through the dungeons he noticed the SAME TWO MEN

-he runs from the guards and grips onto the collar of one of them, yelling and asking where the hell are you

-the one that was grabbed claimed he didn’t know and that some old lady arrested them and shit

-before he could ask the guards grab him again

-OKAY BACK TO YOU

-you walk out the room and ask your mom if uour thé lost princess

-she tells you don’t be ridiculous but your not having it

-but you know the truth and yell “I’m the lost princess!”

-she only stared at you with large eyes before she glared

“Everything I did was to protect you.”

You pushed her, walking down the stairs away from her. Your pushed caused her to fall into a mirror, all the pieces shattering underneath her. “For the last two decades I’ve been forced to hide away from the world, but I should’ve been hiding from you!”

“And where would you even go?!” She scoffed. “He won’t be there for you. That criminal is to be hanged for his crimes.”

Your eyes widened with a gasp, and she tries to comfort you but you grab her wrist tightly. “No. You were wrong about the world. Wrong about me! And I will NEVER let you use my hair AGAIN!”

“You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. I’ll be the bad guy.”

-BAXK TO MAZUHA

-right when they’re about to take Kazuha into the room where he’s gonna get hanged

-all the doors suddenly close around them

-the main guard just scoffed, banging on the door. “What’s the meaning of this!”

-the little shuttle piece on the door opened with a slide, and Kazuha’s eyes widened to see one of the men from the tavern where you sang karaoke with them

-“what’s the password?”

-“What?!”

-“that’s not it!”

-“OPEN THIS DOOR!”

-“not even close!”

-“you have three seconds!”

-when he starts counting down he doesn’t even realize all the doors that were previously locked suddenly opened at the rest of the men from the tavern grabbed the guards holding Kazuha

-the men from the tavern are the crux ppl btw

-the main guard looks back and he’s like wtf but then BEIDOU THE OWNER IF THE TAVERN AKA BEST LADY smacks him with a frying pan and sends him to the ground unconscious

-who knew frying pans were such an efficient way to make someone go unconscious?

-more guards come running in and Beidou grabs Kazuha’s hand, rushing him out while the others distracted the guards

-once out, a horde of guards are running towards him and he’s like oh shit

-Beidou picks him up and placed him onto something, telling him instructions

“Head down, arms in, knees apart.”

He repeated her words with every motion, but then looked at her confused “knees apart?”

Beidou only smirks and he doesn’t even realize he’s on some sort of catapult until one of the larger crux members jumps down onto the other side and Kazuha goes FLYING

The guards only stare

-he ends up landing on SAYU

-somehow she can carry him?

-he literally thanked Sayu for bringing the guards and then Sayu JUMOS OFF THR DUNGEON WALLS and there’s this whole scene of a TANUKI running like a horse thays jumping off of roof tops and then Sayu brings him to your tower

-don’t ask how she knows where it is idk

-he starts calling you, yelling your name. “Y/N! Let down your hair!”

-yes they use your hair to get into the tower don’t ask

-when you don’t respond he starts climbing the walls and then he hears the window open and he’s like oh my god!!

-ur hair comes out he climbs it yeah yeah and goes I to the tower

-“Y/N! I thought I’d never see you again!” However, his words are cut short when he sees you tied up, tape over your mouth and your trying to yell something

-he stares shocked and then he feels this horrible pain and your mom STABBED HIM FROM BEHIND and he falls to the ground bleeding out yeah yeah

-you try to go towards him but your ‘mom’ is holding onto a chain forcing you to her

-yes a chain.

-don’t ask.

-she wants to take you far away so no one ever finds you again

-the tape falls off your mouth and you yell. “No! I won’t stop, and I will never stop trying to get away from you!” You panted. “But I will go with you if you let me heal him. Please?”

His eyes widened, all while groaning and trying to stop the blood. “Y/N! No!”

-she ends up agreeing and unchains you, but then chains Kazuha do he doesn’t get any ideas of following you

-you immediately ran to him, eyes widening at the blood

-I’m realizing out of all the Disney scenes I’ve wrote this is the only fight scene I’m actualky writing

“Y/N. You can’t do this.” He panted. “I can’t let you die with her.

“But if you do, then you will die.” You whispered with a frown, cupping his cheek. “Hey. It’s gonna be alright.”

“Y/N.” He whispered, his chained hand coming to cup your cheek as he leaned closer, but what you didn’t realize is that he had grabbed a broken shard from the mirror you pushed your mother into, and he reached behind and immediately cut your hair

Your mom screamed and your eyes widened, your hair colour going a tad bit darker than it used to be. The now cut hair did the same thing.

The mother was screaming and she realized that all the affects your magic had on her was starting to ware off/ she was becoming old. Her hands went pale and slender, as if she was a zombie.

And then she faded into dust.

You couldn’t care less.

“Kazuha!” You yell, shaking him as his eyes started to close. You brought his hand to your hair, reciting the lullaby but nothing happened.

“Hey.” He whispered. “You were my new dream.” He said weakly.

You chuckled sadly. “And you were mine.”

With that, he smiled, and let out a final exhale as he went limp in your arms.

-you started BALLING your eyes out right there and then; reciting the lullaby over and over again for anything , but there was never anything and he stayed dead.

-you were sobbing over him, a tear falling into his cheek.

-however

-the tear started to glow and then his wound started to glow and he was STARTING TO HEAL?!

-the glow slowly faded and with it going away, HE CANE BACK TO LIFR WITH A LARHE ASS GASP

-ofc after dying the first thing he said is your name

“Have I ever told you I got a think for H/C?” He asked, looking at the darker colour of your previous hair shade.

You chuckled and immediately wrapped your arms around him, now sitting on his thigh.

He hugged you tight and before he knows it, your smashing your lips against his.

-okay I’m gonna be quick with this now

-so he takes you back to the castle and then guard runs into your real parents room, claiming you were found

-they instantly start RUNNING to a balcony and see you with Kazuha

-anyway there’s a reunion, hugs tears blah blah whatever would happen after 2 decades of not seeing each other.

-Kazuha onky smiled over the whole thing and then YOUR MOM PULLED HIM INTO THE HUG

-the kingdom rejoiced for their lost princess had returned and the party lasted for a week

-Kazuha hardly remmebered anything that happened

-the crux members eventually had their dreams come true and got jobs in the kingdom

-thanks to Sayu, crime disappeared overnight ad bf so did most of the apples

-at last you were home and finally had a real family and you were a princess worth waiting for

-everh now and then whenever your out Kazuha woullf take the crown off your head and hide it but you always knew and he’d place it back on your head with a giggle

-a few years later he finally placed a ring on that finger and you lived happily ever after

-he also had all charges dropped against him too so he was no longer a thief!

-off topic fun fact; Originally instead of Kazuha it was gonna be Kaeya but then I acc thought of Kaeya as thé prince from the Swan Princess so I’ll have him in another post

Alhaitham; Frozen

-so we all know frozen is focused on Elsa but for the love story we’re focusing on just you

-so for this you will choose who you want your older sister to be

-whoever has a Cryo vision or a lady u wanna choose and make them have ice powers but wtv

-so basically the story starts out with 8 year old you waking up your sister 10 year old sister

-and your bored

-she tells you to go back to sleep but then you ask if she wants to build a snowman.

-sister has ice powers yayaya she can also make snow

-one day while your jumping shes making snow pillars but you go to fast and she slips on ice and accidentally uses her ice powers and hits your head

-you pass out and she’s crying calling your parents

-they take you to a small area away from the kingdom and.

-it’s mushrooms.

-you know nahida’s mushroom besties or the ones we see around sumeru thay pop up and disappear

-yeah those r the trolls from frozen

-nahida is human but she lives with them

-she tells ur dad that you need to forget your sister if you wanna live because if she hits you again you can die

-she replaces all memories of sister creating snow or ice and replaced them with natural snow and ice and the two of you together so the fun stays

-no one can know of her magic so all do the staff was reduced in the castle, the gates and windows were always closed, and Elsa has NEVER been outside since

-so basically for the next decade your sister doesn’t talk to you, and your always outside your door asking her if she wants to go in the snow and build a snowman but she tells you to go away

-however during this decade her powers got stronger

-it’s not until your 18 when your parents leave for a trip over seas

-sadly their ship goes down and they die

-your sisyer doesn’t even show up to the funeral

-so three years later your sister is finally of age to become queen and it’s coronation day!

-all the gates open and you’re finally outside

-what if you meet your future lover at the coronation?

-well one thing for sure you met someone you liked but not at coronation…

-you almost fall into a boat but someone catches you however he falls on top of you

-your both apologizing and then he finally introduced himself

“I’m prince Childe of Snezhnaya!”

-of course you bump into a prince

-even though ur a princess but wtv

-you end up running cuz you gots go to the coronation and you see him later though

-this is the first time you’ve ever actually seen your sister in the last decade and also the first time you’ve talked to her

-it’s vv awkward but you start bonding over chocolate

-eventually some random asks you to dance and he’s so bad at dancing that your sister is cackling while watching

-eventually sm1 else takes your hand and it’s Childe!! he twirls you around and shit yk the usual ballroom dancing

-okay fast forward somehow you two fell in love don’t ask

-like you do tell each other everything and he reveals he has 10 siblings and he’s the youngest

-4 sisters and 6 brothers

-he asks if you’ll marry him despite knowing each other for 5 hours and your like oh my god yes!!!!

-when you ask your sister for permission she’s like no cuz SHES SMART

-you get mad and cause a scene and you grab your hand and you pull her glove off accidentally

-she loses control and ice magic goes woosh

-fast forward she runs away

-I’m acc so tired and wanna get this post done with I’m sorry if this is rushed but it’s short cuz the main focus isn’t even supposed to be you

-your sister runs away and with her magic she causes an eternal winter IN THE MIDDLE OF SUMMER.

-you chase after her into the woods and little do you know after her whole “let it go” episode she created a whole castle out of ICE.

-I still wonder what she slept on.

-uhm so you leave prince Childe in charge of the king on of sumeru while you find your sister

-your horse runs away from you cuz bro knows he don’t want this bs rn

-your literally in a dress which makes this sm worse because now it’s like Snezhnaya and there’s sm it goes up to your knees

-you do find a shop though in the middle of nowhere at night and ask if they have any winter shit

-the owner points you to their collection and there’s just the stuff you need so yay!

-just when your about to buy it, someone walks in covered in snow and good lord he’s tall.

-he walks up to you and mumbled something but you can hardly hear with the mask over his face

“Huh?” You asked.

He leaned in closer, “behind you.”

You looked behind you to see carrots on the table where the owner was and quickly apologized, moving for him.

He grabbed the carrots then moved to grab a rope and pick axe.

“Where’s all this snow coming from?” The worker, Cyno, asked, looking at the man covered in snow.

“The North mountain.” He responded, placing down the stuff on the table.

“North mountain.” You whispered to yourself.

“That’ll be 40.” Cyno said.

The man scoffed. “40? No 10.”

“Apologies, but 10 is a big problem.”

“You wanna talk about problems? I sell ice for a living.” He pointed to a window and you saw a large sled with a bunch of ice on it.

You winced. “Not the best job.”

He glared at you and you shut your mouth, but only for a second until you started asking questions about the mountain and what he saw. “Did it seem magical?”

His glare stayed but he removed his mask to speak clearer. “Yes. Now back up while I deal with this crook here.”

“Crook?” Cyno repeated, standing up, and the man realized he was fucked- especially when he was thrown out of the shop.

-you ended up buying his stuff for him, and when he asked why, you told him to bring you up the North mountain

-and because you were kind enough ti buy his stuff after being thrown out, he decided to take you

-he owns a pet moose named tighnari.

-it’s funny how all the pet side kicks are named Tighnari in this post

-so while you’re on the sled thingy or whatever, he’s asking you what made the queen go all crazy

“So uh tell me. What made the queen go all ice crazy?” He asked, letting Tighnari guide the sled mobile.

You chuckled yet grimaced. “Uh..it was all my fault. I got engaged but she’d only just freak out because I met him that same day. And she said she wouldn’t bless the marriage and-“

“Wait,” he cut you off, blinking before continuing. “You got engaged to someone you just met on that day?”

“Yeah! Anyway I got mad and then she got mad and then-“

He turned his body to look at you, still confused. “Hang on! You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you JUST met THAT DAY?”

“Yes! Pay attention. But the thing is she ALWAYS had the gloves on and I thought it was a thing about dirt!”

“Didn’t your parents ever warn you about strangers?!”

You blinked, before slowly letting out a “Yes” as you scooted away from him.

He just trolled his eyes

“But Childe is not a stranger!”

“Childe?!” He burst out laughing. “That’s an Incredulous name. If he’s not a stranger, what’s his last name?”

“….of Snezhnaya.”

He scoffed. “Favourite food?”

“….Raw fish.”

“Good lord- you’re marrying a man who eats raw fish as his favourite food? How in the world are you a princess!?”

“Hey!”

“Best friends name?”

“HAH I KNOW THIS ONE! Scaramouche!”

“Snezhnaya’a got some weird names.” He chuckled with a shake of his head. “Eye colour?”

“Dreamy.”

“Foot size?”

“Foot size doesn’t matter!”

“Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?”

“Picks his nose?!” You repeated, bewildered.

“And eats it.”

“Excuse me sir he is a prince!”

The man only smirked before looking away with a shrug. “All men do it.”

“Ew! Look it doesn’t matter! It’s true love.”

“Doesn’t sound like true love.” The shit eating grin on his face never left.

“What are You some sort of love expert?” You scoffed.

“No, but I have friends who are.”

“You havé friends who are love experts? I’m not buying it.” You didn’t notice the way the sled came to a stop and Tighnari was looking around frantically along with the man.

“Stop talking.”

“Nonono I’d like to meet-“ you were cut off with his hand over your mouth.

“Shh.” He stood up, holding a lantern up to get a better look around. He turned, squinting into a certain area of the woods and then wolves started to show.

“Shit.” He breathed out before immediately yelling at Tighnari to move.

“What is it?” You asked, fear speaking in you.

“Wolves.” He spoke while lighting a torch.

“What do i do?”

“Nothing.” He threw the now lit up torch at the wolves. “Just don’t get eaten.”

“But I wanna help!”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t trust your judgement.”

You let out the most exaggerated gasp. “Excuse me?”

He pushed you back a bit to kick a wolf that caught up. “Who marries a man they just met?!”

“It’s called true love!” You yelled, grabbing a random ukulele from the back of the sled and swinging it over his head to hit a wolf that jumped up.

“Woah!” He smirked, before a wolf bit onto his boot and dragged him off the sled but he quickly grabbed a rope that was tied to it.

“If i die my name is Alhaitham for my funeral!” He yelled.

You grabbed a wooden stick to light up, turning it into a torch before you lit up something random at the back of the sled. “Al, duck!”

“It’s ALHAITHAM!” He yelled, but did as you said when he saw you throw whatever the hell was in your hands that was on fire

He started to climb the rope back onto the sled. “You almost killed me!”

“But I didn’t!”

His eyes widened and you turned to see a cliff coming up.

“Jump Tighnari!”

“You don’t tell him what to do, I do!” He spoke while grabbing you, practically man handling you as he threw you onto Tighnari. Just as the cliff came up, he cut the rope connecting his moose firmed to the sled, prioritizing your safety over his as he jumped off the sled and PRAYED he would make it.

-he gripped onto the edge of the cliff, looking down to see his sweet sled on fire.

-he just bought that!

-he started to slip but you grabbed his hand and pulled him back up

-you promised you’d buy him a new one later

-you also told him you understand if he doesn’t wanna help you anymore and you started to leave

-in full honestly Alhaitham coukd care less if you died in the woods

-but you promised a new sled and if you die he won’t get it so he does follow after you

- anyway you spend the whole night tryna get through the woods and the whole time you just hoped your sister would be able to remove this eternal winter

-in the morning you start to realize how beautiful the snow and the hanging ice looks

“Who knew winter could be so beautiful?”

“Yeah!”

You and Alhaitham both looked at each other confused when you heard a new voice, and for a second then both of you thought it was Tighnari talking.

“It’s so fun! There should be some colour! Like crimson or yellow- actually yellow is just bad.” The voice became louder with each word and suddenly standing between the two of you was a talking snowman.

You screamed, immediately kicking it and it’s head flew off and landed in Alhaitham’s arms. “You’re creepy.” He said, throwing it back to you but then you threw it back to him and the continuation of it.

The body started walking towards you and you threw the head at it, sending it into the snow.

He stood up, his head upside down. “What am I looking at? Why are you hanging like bats?”

You inched your way closer to it, fixing it’s head.

“Oh thank you! Now I’m perfect.”

“Almost,” You chuckled, realizing this was a harmless snowman. You looked through Alhaitham’s bag before grabbing a carrot, making its nose.

“Okay, let’s start this thing over, hi everyone, I’m Kaveh!”

“You creep me out.” Alhaitham chuckled, kneeling down to his level.

You blinked. “Kaveh?”

“Hi.”

“That’s right! Kaveh!”

“And you are…?”

“Y/N!”

“Who’s the funky looking donkey over there?” He turned to Tighnari and Alhaitham standing beside each other- well moose tighnari.

“That’s Tighnari!”

“And who’s the moose?”

Alhaitham glared and you burst out into laughter. “…Tighnari.”

“Got it!” He screamed when Tighnari tried to eat his carrot nose.

“Kaveh.” You called and he turned to you.

“Did S/N build you?”

“Yeah, Why?” He asked, not caring that Alhaitham pulled out his stick arm, analyzing it.

“Do you know where she is?”

“Yeah, Why?”

“Can you take us to her?”

“Yeah, Why!”

“We need her to bring back summer.” Alhaitham spoke for you, putting the arm back into Kaveh’s snow body.

Kaveh let out a squeak. “I love summer! The sun, and how hot it is!”

“Really?” Alhaitham grinned. “I guess you don’t have much experience with heat.”

“Nope! But sometimes I like to close my eyes and imagine.

Suddenly, he started singing and dancing and you and Alhaitham just stared.

“My snow up against the gorgeous sand probably getting a good old tan in SUMMERRR~~”

Alhaitham crossed his arms over his chest, smirking. “I’m gonna tell him.”

You gasped, hitting him. “Don’t you dare!”

“Somebody’s gotta tell him!”

-so he’s supposed to melt in summer and ofc Alhaitham wants to ruin his dream of summer

-back in sumeru kingdom Childe finds your horse running back but your not on it and he thinks you’re in danger

-so he sets out with his guards to find you

-anyway back to you

-Alhaitham is asking you what your gonna say to your sister and you reveal you had no idea

-kaveh goes on about how sweet your sister is and he doesn’t even realize he’s walking right into an icicle

-“oh look, I’ve been Impaled.”

-your all faced with a cliff and you try climbing it but Alhaitham Is telling you that your gonna kill yourself

-like anywhere you put your foot down he’ll say “I wouldn’t put it there!” And HE IS ALWAYS RIGHT

-then kaveh finds an ice staircase and you jump off, Alhaitham catching you in his hands

-he could only smile as you ran off

-“holy shit.” The two of you breathed out, looking at the castle

-“now THAT is ice. I think I might cry.”

-sadly Tighnari cannot climb the stairs because of his hooves

-at the door if the castle your hesitant and kaveh kept telling you to knock but your scared and he’s like “does she not know how to knock?”

-but the door opened automatically so wtv

“You probably shouldn’t come in.” You told him and he whined.

“What? Why not! It’s a palace of ice!”

“Last time I brought a guy she caused an eternal winter.”

“Good point.”

“You too, Kaveh.”

“NOOOOOOO”

-making your way into the castle your like holy shir begause it’s all ICE but it’s so beautiful

-your lwokey slipping a lot too

-your sister comes out and is like why tf r u here

-and your just complimenting the ice castle and you apologize for everything that happened

-she tells you it’s alright and you should leave because you belong in Suneru

“Actually about that…” you trailed off, but then you heard Kaveh running in.

“Kaveh?” Your sisters eyes widened.

“We built him when we were kids, remember?” You asked.

“Yeah, I do…”

“We were so close, S/N. We can be like that again if you come back to Sumeru.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t.” She shook her head; remembering the last time you were close. “You need to leave.”

-she tells you to go enjoy the summer of sumeru while you chase after her

-plus without her the gates are open and she’s free

-HIWEVER WHOUT ALL THAY

-you tell her Sumeru is in deep, deep, deep, deep snow

-“yeah you set off an eternal winter.”

“Everywhere?!”

-“I’m sure you can remove it!”

-NO TF SHE CANT?!

-with all the stress on her she shoots her ice and it HITS YOU

-Alhaitham overheard everything and he comes running in

-he encourages you to leave and when your like no your sister creates a whole ICE MONSTER and it grabs the two of you and sends you flying down the stairs

“It is not nice to throw people!” You yelled, forming a snowball in your hands.

“Woah woah woah!” He grabbed you. “Calm down and relax Icy pants. Leave the snow man be.”

“Alright.” You sighed and he let you go, but the moment he did you immediately threw the snowball at the large snow and ice man.

-oh no

-oh no

-oh nononono

-it’s the smallest impact but he GROWLS and starts chasing after you two

-you both end up sliding away but once your far and hes still chasing, a 200foot drop cliff pops up

-he gets rope out of now where and wraps it around your waist before tying the other side to the pickaxe and sticking it into the snow and you both jump off

-you both forgot about Kaveh but he ends up jumping off the cliff and he’s fine

-HOWEVER THE LARHE ICE KAN AND IS SMART AND HE PULLS ON THE ROPE

-“DONT COME BACK.” IT growled and threw you guys down

-thankfully there’s like metres of snow so it was lke landing on a pillow

-Alhaitham put his hands under our arms and pulled you out of the snow and you thanked him, both of you smiling

-you asked him how his head was and he said he had a thick skull

“I don’t have a skull.” Kaveh said.

-then he asked how your hair was

-YOUR HAIR WAS TURNING WHITE

-he realized it was because you were struck with your sisters magic and then you asked if it looked bad

-“…No’”

“You hesitated.” Kaveh spoke.

“No! Y/N you need help. I’ll bring you to my friends.”

“The love experts?”

-so he acc brings you to the mushrooms you went to as a kid but you don’t know since you don’t remember

“Meet my family!” Alhaitham chuckled, walking in a field of mushrooms.

You blinked.

“He’s crazy.” Kaveh whispered, looking at how Alhaitham talked to mushrooms in the ground. “I’ll distract him while you run.”

He walks up to a mushroom and pets it. “It’s nice to meet you!” He turned and whispered ahain. “Because I love you Y/N, you NEED to run. WHY ARENT YOU RUNNING?!”

“I’m gonna go.” You said.

Alhaitham groaned. “Wait!”

However, the ground started to shake and before you know it the mushrooms are coming out the ground and becoming slightly larger and they start TALKING.

“ALHAITHAM IS HOME!” They all screamed.

-he’s asking where sm1 named nahida is while all the mushrooms start talking to him

-you just laughed, and it caught attention of all of them as they turned and blinked

-“he brought a girl!” One of them yelled before everyone repeated “A GIRL!”

-they all leaned down and someone pushed you as you rolled over all of them and they threw you into his arms

-he told you to just roll with it

-get it

-one of them is literally analyzing you and says “she’s perfect for our Alhaitham!”

-you both realized they thought you were together and the both of you start explaining that’s not how it is

-one asks you what the issue is with him

-is it the clumpy way he walks

-or the grumpy way he talks

-or the weirdly shaped boots he had?

-but you’ll never meet a fella who’s as sensitive and sweet!

-he’s a bit of a fixer upper, a bunch of flaws, and his best friends with a moose

-they tell you that you can fix him with love!

-is it the way that he runs scared?

-or how he’s socially impaired?

-or that half the time he tinkles in the wood?

-you did not need to know that.

-your only laughing while they list a bunch of reasons

-he tells them you’re engaged to some else and they don’t believe it

-one of them says “SHE HAS NO RING!”

-one of the other mushrooms are just giving you advice on love and it’s so weird but you love it

-SUDDENLY THEY DRESS YOU UP IN A CLOAK AND CROWN??

-he turns around and he literally says “woah”

-it’s not until one of the mushrooms starts to speak when you both realize what’s happening

-“do you, Y/N, take Alhaitham to be your truthfully wedded-“

“Wait what?”

“Your getting married.”

-suddenly you let out a wince and fall, your body turning as cold as ice as another strand of hair turns white

-when you fall he’s holding you in his ice and the commotion sends nahida running over

-she checks over you and says your life is in danger because there is ice in your heart

-if not removed, you’ll turn into ice.

-when Alhaitham asks if she can remove it she says no and that only an act of true love can solve it

-Alhaitham dattes crying you and he holds you while Tighnari takes him to Sumeru, saying you need to kiss Childe

-little did you know Childe is currently hunting down your sister

-she almost kills him but wtv

-someone tried to shoot her and somehow she went unconscious idk how to explain it but she wakes up back in Sumeru but she’s chained up

-like there’s protective shit over her hands so she can’t use her magic

-she’s in a dungeon in sumeru

-okay back to you guys

-omg he’s holding you while your both on tighnari who’s jumping his way to the kingdom and when Alhaitham hears you shiver he takes his hat off and puts it on you and it’s so cute

-he carries you into the castle and when your asking if he’s okay he tells you “not to worry about him”

-once the gates to the castle open he tells the workers who take you to get prince Childe and then Alhaitham walks away sad because literally did you know he was kinda sad cuz he liked you

-but your engaged so he can’t do anything

-your taken into a room with Childe and your like “kiss me”

-and he’s like “what?!”

-you explain the whole thing to him and how your sister struck you and shit and you’ll die if there is no act of true love towards you

-he carries you over to a couch by the fireplace, tryna warm you up

-“only an act of true love can save me.”

Childe’s eyes lit up. “True love’s kiss!” His hand slowly caressed your cheek then moved down to your chicken to grab it, leaning towards you.

He went in slowly, almost torturing you.

However,

“Oh Y/N.” He smirked, “if only if there was someone out there who actually loved you.”

- he explains he’s 11th in line for the thrown of his kingdom and he wants to be king

-so he thought marrying you would make him king here

-but now that your about to die and your sister refuses to be queen

-he can now lie and say you put him in charge and he’ll be king

-The betrayal-

-HE NEBER LOVED YOU

-he starts to take out all the fire in the room, all while degrading you and saying how pathetic it was to wanna marry him after one day

-he grabs water and takes out the fire in the room, making you go cold

-he says he’s gonna kill Elsa yeah yeah wtv

-he locks you in the room and your hair has fully turned white now and your close to dying

-Childe walks into a room, faking his sadness and saying your DEAD.

-Now that he’s in charge he says your sister committed treason and his sentence is death

-meanwhile Alhaitham is waking away but a sudden ice storm surrounds the kingdom and he’s SPRINTING BACK

-your sister managed to escape before the guards came to grab her so now it’s a whole new problem

-meanwhile KAVEJ COMES TO YOUR RESCUE!

-he unlocks the door and lights the fireplace and your yelling at him to get away because he’s MELTING

-he helps you over to the fireplace to keep you warm all while you tell him what happened

-kaveh said he won’t leave until you find another act of love

“Love is putting someone else’s needs in front of theirs instead of their own. Like how Alhaitham brought you back to Childe and left.”

-and you realized that ALHAITHAM DID DO THAY

-BABY HE IS IN LOVE

-“your so dumb.” Kaveh said.

-suddenly a window bursts open and he goes to look outside when he closes it

-HE YELLS THAY ALHAOTHAM IS COMING BACK!!

-“man I guess Alhaitham doesn’t love you enough to leave you behind.”

-you make Kaveh help you up even though your dying

-you said you love Alhaitham and you NEED HIM TO LIVE

-so he’s pushing you all the way outside but the storm is causing the whole castle to freeze and ice isn’t good for you because then you’ll die

-meanwhile your sister is out running but the blizzard is so strong she can’t see anything

-thankfully you and Kaveh end up escaping and your running to find Alhaitham and yelling his name

-your sister runs into Childe and he lies and says your dead and she breaks down crying because she knows it’s her fault

-during all of this your hands are starting to turn into literal ice

-like it was actual ice.

-your hair is full on ice now but Alhaitham hears you and is running

-during your sisters break down the blizzard immediately ends and it’s easier for Alhaitham to find you

-he’s running all the way towards you but then you turn to see Childe with a sword about to hit your sister

-and you run in front of her right when he’s about to slash her BUT YOU TURN INTO ICE

-YOUR LOTERAL ICE JOW

-your dead now btw

-ice = dead

-your sister is holding you crying her eyes out

-however

-nahida said ACT OF LOVE

-she never said true loves kiss

-because your sister loves you so much HER LOVE FOR YOU UNFREEZES YOU AND BEVAUSE YOU LOVE HER SO MICH YOU SACRIFICEDBYOURSELF

-love will thaw the ice and because of this the winter starts to go away like SUMMER IS BACK IN SUMERU WOOO!!

-somehow you guys end up on a boat when the winter goes away

-BUT KAVEH STARTS MELTING

“This has gotta be the best day of my life…and probably my last.”

-Sister gives him a little snow cloud above him so he never melts so we good

-Childe is on the boat and he’s like oh fuck

-Alhaitham MARCHES his way over but you stop him and YOU PUNCH CHILDE OFF THE BOAT WOOO

-all the ambassadors cheer you on!

-Childe gets arrested thankfully woo!!!!

-all the kings and ambassadors are leaving a few days later

-and also a few days later your running around with Alhaitham and you have a blindfold around him

-you said it was a gift

-when you removed the blindfold it’s a NEW SLED

-you did promise him a new one

-AND ITS THE LATEST MODEL

“Do you like it?” You ask, fidgeting with your fingers, nervous he’d hate it.

“Like it?” He repeated with a scoff, before placing his hands on your waist and picking you up, spinning you around. “I love it! I could kiss you!”

He freezes when he realizes what he said and places you down. “I mean I’d like too, I uh- can I- can you- can we-?”

You cut him off with a kiss on the cheek and smile. “We may.” You say before he wraps his arms around you again and pressed his lips against yours, you wrapping your arms around his neck.

-HAPPY ENDING WOO!

-no you don’t marry Alhaitham you prob will like in the next few years

-I’m too fuckinf lazy to write the second movie

-anyways hope you guys liked this!!! Next post idk who I’ll have but I did plan on having Kaeya and Ayato so

-but yeah you all live happily ever after!


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2 years ago

Hello! may i request shy s/o asks for hugs fluff hc's for Xiao and Albedo. If you comfortable writing this. And happy new year! And a beatifull day! Btw i'm so sorry for my bad english:")

Hello! May I Request Shy S/o Asks For Hugs Fluff Hc's For Xiao And Albedo. If You Comfortable Writing

with gender-neutral, shy reader.

genre: fluff

a/n: ooc sort of

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Hello! May I Request Shy S/o Asks For Hugs Fluff Hc's For Xiao And Albedo. If You Comfortable Writing

xiao

• xiao is definitely just as shy as you are when it comes to being forward about things, especially in terms of affection.

• it’s really so painful—it’ll probably take several minutes to get something even as simple as a peck on the cheek.

• so when you gently tap his shoulder and ask if he can give you a hug in the quietest voice, he short circuits a little bit because. 1) you are so cute and 2) why do his arms suddenly feel so stiff and 3) he’s blushing what the hell.

• “i—uh,” he stutters, averts his gaze for a moment, then turns back to you, “yeah, of course.” and then he lets you into his arms, holding you close and relishing in your warmth.

Hello! May I Request Shy S/o Asks For Hugs Fluff Hc's For Xiao And Albedo. If You Comfortable Writing

albedo

• “yes, my love?” albedo says, glancing up from his sketch pad to look at you. your demeanor was slightly off—you were playing with the hem of your shirt and kept your eyes away.

• you said something, but it was incoherent. albedo furrowed his eyebrows, assuming there was something wrong.

• “are you okay?” he asks, stepping forward and pressing the back of his hand to your forehead. “your face is hot. are you sick? maybe i can take you to barbara and—”

• “i’m not sick,” you tell him, “i’m just…tooshytoaskyouforahug,” you say, very quickly.

• you hear him chuckle, and you look at him, finally, and find him smiling.

• “you had me worried there for a second,” albedo murmurs, wrapping his arms around your waist and bringing you close to his chest.

Hello! May I Request Shy S/o Asks For Hugs Fluff Hc's For Xiao And Albedo. If You Comfortable Writing

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2 years ago

the fall

a quick one-shot I wrote after playing the new archon quest, about the only thing that kinda bothered me. so this isn’t particularly well-written or anything, just a quick, self indulgent little thing.

spoilers for the archon quest (3.2) ahead.

Watching Scaramouche, the so-called “False God,” desperately reach out for the electro Gnosis, hearing him beg with that heartbreaking expression on his usually resentful, cold face… And seeing Nahida, the Traveler and Paimon completely ignore his pleas in favor of using the Gnosis to save Irminsul, it made something twist inside your chest.

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2 years ago

After Hours

Synopsis: Alhaitham has multiple, very good reasons for not liking to stay after office hours. You're one of them. Word Count: 4.8k Tags: Female reader x Husband!Alhaitham, Spoilers for the archon quests, Fluff, Domesticity, Slight angst, Pregnancy, Morning sickness (pretty heavy on the morning sickness but nothing graphic, just mentions of puking + inability to keep food down), Pregnancy woes, Established relationship, kind of hidden pregnancy, Alhaitham is 27 in my head and so is the reader A/N: listen. LISTEN. I don't normally write pregnancy but I had this idea and HAD to let it out. There is nothing hotter to me than a smart, dependable man with a stable, cushy job that's utterly in love with you. I'm a gojo writer, but damn. Alhaitham has me feeling some sort of way.

After Hours

"Given the recent developments, there are many researchers wondering about what will happen to their funding. Acting Grand Sage, do you have any-"

"I'll be taking my leave now."

"H-Huh?"

Alhaitham clears his throat and stands, his chair dragging against the floor. From high-profile staff at the Akademiya, to esteemed researchers searching for an answer, Alhaitham casually shrugs off the bewildered, confused stares they give him.

"It's 5PM," he says nonchalantly. "You can find me at my desk tomorrow morning at 9."

"B-But we're not done with the meeting-"

"Goodbye."

"Wait-"

"My work for the day is done," Alhaitham hums, effectively cutting off whatever it was that was about to be said. Silence befalls the room, tension growing in its stead. "Haven't I already made my stance on this very clear?"

For all that is said and done, at least they knew how to stop talking when he displays his displeasure. Maybe being the Acting Grand Sage wasn't that bad after all. There were very few that would dare challenge his authority.

"But Sir, our meeting just started..."

Maybe not.

"Well, you should have started it earlier." Alhaitham doesn't miss a beat, neatly gathering his documents into a pile for his assigned assistant to take away. There's a tiny smile on his assistant's face, the young, interning scholar finding the entire exchange amusing.

Alhaitham fails to see what could be soooo amusing about working past official office hours.

5:01. Alhaitham clicks his tongue.

"Acting Grand Sage," a scandalised voice begins, but the person he's referring to is in a rush. Alhaitham should be out of the Akademiya by now. He can't risk being late. "It is imperative that you give us the necessary instructions so that Sumeru can still function as per usual..."

He tunes the voice out. It's past 5. He doesn't have to listen.

If they could handle themselves under Azar's so-called leadership, they can handle themselves under no supervision for the next sixteen hours. Sure, years worth of rampant corruption was difficult to erode without work, but it wasn't as if staying past 5 would magically fix everything overnight.

Alhaitham would tell them to go home and leave it for tomorrow... But it's now 5:02 and he's running behind on time. Simply being within the House of Daena was a pleasantry he was not willing to give for even a second longer.

"A-Alhaitham!"

He walks past the old man, past Cyno, and he's out of the door, out of the Akademiya, in mere moments.

The passing scholars greet him, all up to date with the change of hands after the atrocities of the previous Sages had gone public. Various pairs of eyes linger on him. Seemingly overnight, he had become known to the public as one of the core few that had freed Sumeru's Archon and foiled Azar's plan.

A mighty accomplishment in the eyes of the people, indeed.

It doesn't take long to get to the Bazar, where his task at hand was. He's done this tons of times before, but with every passing day, he only seems to get pickier with the produce before him.

Yoghurt, Tomatoes, Ginger, Butter...

"Oh, honey..."

He looks away from a ripe tomato and into the eyes of an older auntie who stood next to him with a fond look on her face.

"You're going to stare a hole into that poor tomato at that rate."

Alhaitham has no idea who she is. Silently, he returns his gaze to the tomato pile and narrows down the select few that had passed his earlier inspection. He'd grab them, pay, and leave.

"Ah ah!" The lady laughs, interrupting his process. "Come, dear. Have these tomatoes instead," she says, offering him her basket of tomatoes. "It's the least I could do for the Grand Sage."

"Acting Grand Sage," he can't help but correct.

"Yes, yes, the Acting Grand Sage. Honestly, what does it matter! Come! Have these. I have a good eye for tomatoes, you know?"

Alhaitham can't help but agree. The tomatoes are perfect. If his departure hadn't been halted, even for those few minutes, he would have gotten to them first. Ripe, juicy, no blemishes whatsoever, fresh... They're good. Declining is the first thought that comes into mind. He has no need to owe anyone any favours. But how can he when he remembers who was waiting for him back home?

"Ahhh, don't be shy!" The auntie shoves them into his own basket, where a few ginger roots sat alongside some cloves of garlic and some extra spices. "You've done so much for Sumeru! This is the least we could do."

She doesn't seem malicious. Or looking for anything in return.

"...Thank you, then."

And that special phrase unleashes hell on earth. The moment the tomatoes make a touchdown in his basket, he gets swamped by the aunties and uncles at the bazar.

"Here! Have some fish!"

"Oh! Oh! Here's some preserved vegetables! Take these, too!"

"Acting Grand Sage! My mama told me to give this to you!" "Me too! Here! Here!"

It's comes and goes as abruptly as a tidal wave. There's not even a chance to reply to anyone, or reject anything. Before Alhaitham knows it, he's decorated with new groceries. Everyone who had gifted him something was long gone, walking away like nothing had happened.

For the first time in a long while, Alhaitham feels awkward standing alone in the Bazar.

"I'll take these..." Alhaitham says, sliding his personal basket to Housein. It's a little difficult to get his mora pouch out while holding so many items, but he manages. It's not like he can just abandon everything at the side of the pavement. There were too many prying eyes.

"Oh, they'll be on the house, Mr Alhaitham!" Housein grins, declining the mora. The produce seller looks pleased with himself. "The Bazar technically owes you for helping to oust Azar! Now the theatre can continue their performances!"

"I insist-"

"Really, it's alright!"

"No, I-"

"Alhaitham! Oh, my sweet boy!" Someone grabs his arm, whisking him away before he could get Housein to accept his mora. Greying hair frames the old lady's face, and Alhaitham recognises her in an instant.

"Auntie?"

"Yes, yes. Come," she ushers him, giddy with excitement. "I have some things that you'll appreciate."

"I don't think that's necessary," he sighs, nodding at the bags he was already carrying. He had fish and chicken slung over his shoulder. Not to mention the countless fresh produce in each bag... "Can it not wait until our next visit?"

"Nonsense," she swats his arm. "You will like what I have!"

Rationality and knowledge cannot override the cultural traditions and norms ingrained in each Sumeru citizen from a young age. Alhaitham follows the former Amurta researcher up to the hospital she now worked at during her retirement.

Dutifully, the Scribe stands in wait, ignoring the stares and awed whispers of the people as the old lady rounds the corner of the reception desk to dig through her stock. Save for a couple of patients and their attending physicians, the Bimarstan is quiet today.

"Here," she hums proudly, brandishing a bundle of pouches. They're beautifully embroidered, with patterns that he could easily identify to be from some of the Seven nations. "I got some supplements for your wife."

The mere mention of you has the tips of Alhaitham's ears warming. The lady might be old, but her eyes are still sharp as ever. She chuckles, patting his arm appreciatively, and some of the staff familiar with you and he smile to themselves, knowing something many did not.

"You two are so adorable," she sighs wistfully. "Come, I'll explain each one to you."

"Thank you."

The old pharmacist explains each supplement in great detail. There's a whole assortment available, from powders, to tea bags, to roots, and to pills and potions from each nation. All of high quality.

"I'm sure she'll appreciate it," Alhaitham says, setting down his groceries to pull out his mora pouch. Once again, he's declined.

"If you really want to repay me, then go take better care of your wife," she tuts. The old lady always had a soft spot for you. "It's not healthy to make her worry so much."

The reminder brings forth a surge of emotions that he gingerly represses for now.

"Of course," he bows deeply, "I will. Thank you."

"Ah, I shan't hold you up anymore. Off you go!"

Neatly packing his spoils for the day, Alhaitham bids his farewell and walks off in the direction of his home. Though, unfortunately, it's not fast enough to escape the various food stall owners...

After Hours

Returning home is no easy feat, not when you're lugging home months worth of groceries. Still, as with anything thrown his way, Alhaitham manages. He's careful with his keys, making sure they don't make too much noise lest you wake from your slumber or worse, run to greet him. And - Oh.

"Habibti," he says, greeting you out of habit even if he can clearly see that you're asleep on the couch.

As quietly as possible, Alhaitham shuffles his way into his house along with all the groceries. It's almost feels like he's a thief in his own house.

The groceries are set on the floor, in a neat pile that he'll sort out later. The citizens were well-meaning, but he needed to do another check to make sure nothing was tainted. He braces himself when the bags crinkle against each other, but you don't wake. Good, he thinks. You needed the rest.

Shoes off, his hands washed, any fatigue laced into his muscles dissipates the moment he comes to stand in front of you. Alhaitham leans down to brush aside stray strands of your hair away from your forehead. His fingers ghost over your soft skin. You looked glowing.

"Good evening," he greets softly, lips pressed against your forehead. You stir, but he soothes you back into dreamland. His palm smooths back and forth between your waist and where your bellybutton was, and he smiles himself when he sees the corner of your lips curl up.

Gently, he plucks your hands from the knitting needles Kaveh had gotten you. The half-done blanket resting on the swell of your belly is removed, set neatly on the coffee table with the rest of your colourful balls of yarn. Alhaitham easily carries you, slipping his an arm under your back and the other under your knees.

Though he wants to tuck you back in bed, he knows you well enough to place you into the comfy armchair he had gotten instead. He leaves, only to return from your shared bedroom with a fluffy blanket to keep you warm. Tucking you in is an terribly short affair. Parting from you takes a lot of willpower.

In the time you're asleep, Alhaitham busies himself around the house. The groceries get checked, washed, and put away, and he takes a much needed shower. He's halfway through sweating the minced garlic and shallots when you finally wake, your tiny, sleepy voice making its way to him.

"Haitham...?"

The fire goes out.

"Yes, habibti?" He pulls his apron off, walking out of the kitchen. Warmth pools in his chest when he takes you in; how your blanket slides off your shoulders; how your eyes blearily search him out.

"Welcome home," you say dazedly, arms open and raised up to beckon him in for a hug. Alhaitham closes the distance in less than a second, pulling you in.

"Mm," he hugs you tight, mindful of your baby bump. His hand splays out protectively over your tummy, and a light giggle erupts from you as you bask in his warmth.

Getting down on one knee, level with the evidence of his, and your, love, he looks up at you and asks, "How was your day, habibti?"

"I was working on the baby blanket," you tell him, gesturing at the knitwork on the table. "I was thinking of making a few."

"It's going well?"

You nod, happily engaging him in conversation before he carefully nudges open a new door of conversation. One that you understood, but didn't like. High on pregnancy hormones (and on stress), he distinctly remembers you crying to him in the middle of the night, telling him that it felt like you were being interrogated whenever he wouldn't let up on the questions.

You had subsequently thrown up dinner.

And promptly fell back asleep on him.

Thus, the small talk.

"Did our baby give you any trouble today?" He asks gently, a hand gently circling your wrist. One finger traces unintelligible symbols against your skin as the other pressed against your pulse.

You shake your head slowly as he counts in his. "Just some nausea."

"And lunch?" He asks, switching hands. "How was lunch? What did you have?"

You shake your head sadly. "Couldn't keep much of it down. Baby bird didn't agree with it."

"They didn't?" Alhaitham frowns, a contemplative look on his face. "I see. Did you drink-"

"Did I drink the tea you made?" You raise a brow, completing the question for him.

"...Yes."

You were catching on. And fast. Silently, he pulls your hand towards his face to kiss the back of your palm, hoping that it would throw you off.

"Did it help?"

"It did," you tell him. The suspicious look you had softens. "It was very good. Helped with the nausea for a bit."

"I see. And did you-"

"Haitham," You admonish gently. "Stop being such a worrywart. I've been taking care of myself. These things happen. It's normal."

"Yes, habibti, I'm aware, but you're already in your second trimester. I just want to check if-"

Accustomed to this, you cut him off with words he can't ignore.

"I'm hungry."

"You're hungry?" He pauses. He supposes that you're bound to be, considering what you had just reported about lunch. "I just started cooking, but the people at the Bazar gave us a lot of food."

"Really? That's nice of them. Why?"

"As thanks," he says vaguely, squeezing your side. "There's a lot of it. Tandoori chicken, Curry, Kebabs, Wraps... Is there anything to your fancy?"

"Mm, I guess," you half-heartedly answer. "Then why are you still cooking?"

"You said you wanted Butter Chicken this morning."

The name of the dish makes your mouth water, the reminder perking you up. The baby nestled deep in your womb agrees.

"Grab something light," he says, recognising that expression of yours. You looked pleased to smell his cooking wafting through the air, only just realising it after the grip of sleep had loosened its hold on you. "I only just started."

"Okay-"

"Sit down. I'll grab it for you. What do you want?" Your husband urges you back into the chair. It begins, once more.

"I don't know," you roll your eyes at him, "I have to get up and see what there is, don't I?"

"I already told you what there is. If it helps, there's Samosas and-"

"I want to look for myself," you interrupt. "I'm pregnant. Not incapable."

"The doctor said you need to be careful."

"The doctor said that I can move around. That I should move around."

"Within reason," he adds, grumbling, just because. Helping you stand after your complaints, you hold him, hugging his arm tightly, and Alhaitham watches you waddle towards the kitchen with him in tow.

He never expected the pregnant waddle to happen so soon. Archons, he hadn't expected you to look so cute, either. You were partway through your second trimester and he can't imagine how it'd be like in your third.

"Oooh," you coo, and he gets dragged back into reality. "There's Baklava?"

"And Panipuri." He says, hovering over you. If he thinks about it, he's almost like a little fly... Even his colours matched. With the way you're looking at him, you must have thought of the same thing. "And Custard. And Cakes. And-"

"Oh! Pudding!" You excitedly nab the Padisarah Pudding out of the cooler, clapping. Alhaitham lets out a low chuckle at your delight, reaching over to grab you a teaspoon so you could enjoy your desert.

"Now sit," he tells you, guiding you to the kitchen island, where there was a chair. He had gotten Kaveh to design and make one for you as part of his rental agreement. "You can watch me cook."

"You're not letting me help again?"

He shakes his head. From temporarily stepping down from your work as a researcher, to repeating dreams, and to Alhaitham having to go away for a mission, you had been stressed out from all the back-to-back changes. Only recently had you been discharged from bed rest after the news that he had gone insane from consuming forbidden knowledge and was exiled had caused you to faint in the middle of Treasure Street.

Alhaitham prides himself on his rational decision making skills, but keeping you in the dark to the happenings in Sumeru's political sphere had been by far the worst decision he had ever made.

You had fallen sick, carrying a fever for five days and five nights as the doctors at the Bimarstan worked around the clock to keep you stable. Luck had been on your side for you to have been found by one of the physicians. He had almost...

Alhaitham shakes his head, focusing instead on the metal band around his finger. Cooking was the least he could do for you after everything you had to handle.

Ignoring the pang in his chest, he resumes cooking. The wok sizzles, and you're happily munching away on your pudding, offering him a spoonful here and there as his ingredients go in in a methodological order. He tosses in peeled and boiled tomatoes, spices, and marinated chicken cubes from last night.

"It smells so good..."

"I know."

"But why aren't you making more?" You ask, leaning over so he could feed you a test bite of the creamy dish. "Is Kaveh not coming home for dinner?"

"It's none of our business, habibti," Alhaitham hums. "Kaveh can freeload food elsewhere."

"Haitham," you giggle. "That's not very kind."

"What? Letting him stay here rent-free is kind enough. I don't have to feed him, too."

"You're making him build our nursery," you remind him. "And baby-proof the house."

"It's part of the rental agreement."

"Still," you huff, watching your husband roll up his sleeves before portioning the dough for your naan. "At least leave him some food."

"He can have whatever we can't finish. Can we agree?" He says, rolling the dough out into flat circles. "We have too much food from the people, anyway. He can have those. The Butter Chicken is yours. You don't have to share."

You're swayed.

"...Fine."

He graduated from the Haravatat. To put it loosely, he's a linguist. A knack for words comes with the job.

"Good," he hums, handing you a bowl of melted butter so you wouldn't feel left out. You stir it with a clean spoon, mixing in garlic paste and chopped coriander.

It's peaceful. Serene. The sizzling in the background is nothing but homey, nothing but comfort. Alhaitham loves it when you sing to him while he cooks, but today he settles for a spritely summary of one of the books he's gotten you.

"Thank you, Haitham."

"Of course," he leans over to peck your temple. After serving you a hearty plate, Alhaitham finally sits with you to eat. "Anything you need."

"What would people say if they knew I had the Acting Grand Sage at home like this?"

"They'd praise me," he deadpans. His own plate lightly clinks against the table. "Especially if they knew the main reason why I helped."

"Show-off."

Wanting to keep his cushy job at the Akademiya may have been what had spurred him to take on a core role in the planning of rescuing Lesser Lord Kusanali, but apart from that, he was not about to leave a year's worth of fully-paid, fully covered paternity leave in the hands of some old man that woke up and decided that he wanted to play god.

Even now, it still sounded ridiculous in his head.

Alhaitham and you were only aware that the Grand Sage had something sinister cooking up, but nothing had been concrete. Investigating further was on the top of your priority list until you were faced with the possibility, and eventual confirmation, of your pregnancy.

Being so unexpected, the news had hit the both of you hard and fast. After both of your priorities needed a complete upheaval, it was a scramble to decide the next course of action.

Having you step down from your work as a result of the rough start to your pregnancy had been hard to hide from the prying eyes of Azar, his minions, and gossiping researchers. The walls of the Akademiya had ears. The barest wisps of whatever Azar was planning that had gotten back to you gave you the impression that they had wanted you to join in on the later stages of their scheme.

Recuperation may have been the main motivator, but the likelihood that a blunt rejection would spur on heavy retaliation had been a major reason why you were urged, and convinced, to take a medical leave of absence as early in as possible. As quietly as possible. Your weakened constitution had only spurred the advance of this plan.

Your sudden request for long medical leave had formed the basis of a well-known rumour that you were adamant on not acknowledging, not when you had suspected Alhaitham to be on Azar's hit list. Few knew of your marriage to him, only that you were in a relationship with the Scribe. He can only imagine what types of words were said behind closed doors.

Those days had been tense. Your act—though it wasn't really an act at all—was convincing, but the Sages seemed adamant on having you stay on. They had even questioned Alhaitham about your supposed illness. Half-truths made the best lie, and when Alhaitham only had the truth to tell them, they had no choice but to turn to other avenues.

Thankfully, the rumours had all died out when Tighnari was invited by the Sages to check on you.

Your long-standing friend had done you a favour that day. Under the watchful eye of the sages, the three of you had shared a look that Tighnari easily interpreted. A strongly worded letter of recommendation for medical leave had been issued, and you were immediately granted long leave. The rumours were put out in an instant. On account for your contributions to the Akademiya and to academia itself, your leave had been fully paid for as well.

Alhaitham makes a mental note to send the forest ranger some gifts again after everything dies down. He's been thinking of taking you on a short trip to Pardis Dhyai so you could visit some old classmates and colleagues. Maybe some crates of wine for him and his subordinates would suffice...

"If you revealed everything, I think they'd have a heart attack first," you muse, picking up your spoon. Looking at you now, it's almost as though your pregnancy had been nothing but smooth sailing. You looked so peaceful. Happy and content and glowing.

"I love your cooking," you sigh between bites, taking meaningful chomps out of your meal. Eyes falling shut to savour the taste, Alhaitham can't help but chuckle at the blissed out expression you made.

It's not rare for Alhaitham to cook for you, especially after finding out that you were expecting, but the way your eyes always light up, glimmering with stars? It makes him wonder just how good his food is to you for you to always react like this.

"Good?"

"Mhm!" You nod happily, shoveling the Butter Chicken coated garlic naan into your mouth. The flatbread was cooked to perfection, just the way you liked it. Too busy with your food, you don't even bother with a conversation.

Alhaitham sits back, watching you eat, making sure that his unborn child enjoys his food, too. It was early on in your pregnancy that he realises just how picky his child was. Coupled with morning sickness, any food that wasn't made by him, your body would reject. He had been tense those weeks, pouring over countless texts in the library trying to find a solution that would guarantee both you and your child's safety.

He had tracked your food intake, just to see if there was any sort of pattern that would emerge. To his surprise, one did. The only meals you could hold down were either those made by you, made by those close to you, or his. The latter worked the best. Alhaitham still has that nutrition table in his office, updated to this day.

Really, it's a wonder how people hadn't realised that you were pregnant. After Sumeru's political situation began to calm, he hadn't bothered hiding it. What did people think he ordered maternity dresses for? Even now, the number of people who knew of your pregnancy was few and far between. Cyno, surprisingly, was one of them.

Oh, well.

After seeing that you showed no sign of nausea, he finally picks up his spoon.

"Shall we go for a walk later tonight?" He asks after swallowing a bite of his food. "The weather is nice today."

Before getting swamped by the citizens, he had been thinking that it would be good to bring you out. So far, the only interactions you've had were either with him, the doctors, the stray cats that would visit, or with Kaveh. Although you hadn't complained, he knew that you were getting lonely.

"Really?" You ask excitedly, biting into your coated naan. "Where to?

"Anywhere you want," he says, pouring another ladel full of butter chicken onto your plate. "But we'll take it slow, okay? You haven't been out in some time. I don't want you to overexert yourself."

You chew slowly.

"I'm not weak."

"I never said that."

"You're implying it."

"I did not."

After a bit of back and forth, in which he could tell you were thoroughly enjoying, he remembers something that Housein had told him earlier in the day.

"I believe Miss Nilou is performing tonight. Would you like to watch?"

"Really? I'd love to!" Compared to him, you had always had a deep appreciation for the Arts. It's been some time since you've seen a live performance. Eyes shimmering, you ask, "Can we go get some sweets at the Bazar, too? The baby's been craving it."

You didn't have to pull the cravings card to get it. Alhaitham would have gotten them for you regardless.

"If you'd like," he agrees. "I was thinking that we could get some more books, as well."

"What," you snicker, "the library you have isn't enough for you?"

"It's good to broaden your horizons. And I mean to get books for our child."

"Hm? Why?"

"Aren't you the Amurta scholar?" He quips. Then his voice grows softer. More gentle. "...I read that our child can start hearing in the second trimester."

The look of confusion on your face turns into a fond smile. "I'm not that far along enough, Haitham. That only happens later."

"Better now than never, don't you think?"

"Are you going to be reading to them, then?" You ask, resting your chin on your palm, a smile on your face as you tease him. "Are we going to have bedtime stories now?"

"Of course."

His bluntness takes you off guard, but Alhaitham fails to see how shocking this revelation can be. Why wouldn't he be reading to his child?

"Oh," you say dumbly. "I... Yeah. That's a good idea—Ah!"

Alhaitham's spoon clatters to the table at the sound of your punctured gasp. He's by your side in an instant, looking over you once, twice, thrice, as you hold onto your stomach, eyes blown wide open, pupils dilated.

"W-What?" Adrenaline rushes through his veins. "What's wrong, albi? What's the matter? Are you alright? What hurts? Stay here, I'll call for someone right now-"

"No," you whisper, grabbing his hand to stop him from running off. They tremble in your hold, and he swallows tightly past the lump in his throat. You stare silently at your belly, and Alhaitham, at you.

"Albi," he insists. "My love. Don't scare me. C'mon, we need to... go..."

Palm covering his, you guide his hand to your belly.

Alhaitham, the Scribe of Sumeru, the star of the Haravatat, for the first time in forever, is at a loss for words. Every letter and every syllable he's come to learn dissipates on the tip of his tongue, his mind blanking out into nothingness. Within him, synapses fire off rapidly, capturing everything about this moment. Everything refocuses onto what rests below his palm.

There's a tiny flutter. One that grows more insistent.

"Haitham... I think our baby is trying to say hi."

After Hours

Bimarstan: Hospital in Sumeru Habibti: Term of endearment meaning Darling Albi: Term of endearment meaning My love

A/N: bc of this fic i'll have to make a new masterlist and update my pinned aaaaaaa okay goodbye it's time for me to return to my studies (and to gojo) [i say this but tell me why i wanna write about the time cyno found alhaitham at the bimarstan with reader...]

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ᵔᴗᵔ . . 𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 !

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𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗲 [𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗿]

it was only a matter of time before he got a taste of his own medicine. many yearned for this fateful day to happen, however, no one predicted it to occur with his lover. it was a curveball to discover the former harbinger had been hiding a sweet woman from the public and his colleagues for years now.

aether, for one, was still in shock no matter how much time passed since the two of you asked to join him on his return to mondstadt after the fiasco in sumeru. in the present circumstances, you three—four, counting paimon—were by mingyun village when nightfall arrived. seeking shelter in a small cave, he left you two alone to pick a few jueyun chillis to prepare the famous wanmin meal for dinner. 

though, apparently ignorant of the topic of your discussion, he can tell you were begging with your lover based on your body language. if he were to guess what, it must have been to gather firewood like he previously urges scaramouche to do and the young man refused because it was “beneath his status to do basic labor.”

your gentle demeanor might not say it outright but the glint in your eyes did. you are going to get what you want despite of the methods.

“please?”

“no way.” he turns his back on you and crosses his arms. he wasn’t going to fall for your schemes, he inwardly scoffs at you, his sudden change of heart didn’t mean he’s gone soft. your place as his lover won’t warrant any special treatment.

sniffle.

his shoulders tense. no. nope. he’s encountered your petty act one too many times. he knows far better than most how conniving you can be regardless of your deceitful appearance. he scoffed, and people call him manipulative…

sniffle.

“stop it,” he snaps with a hard frown, rolling his eyes, “that is not going to work on me.”

sniffle.

“ugh, when will you learn that i consider such theatrics from you tacky…” he turns around, intending to give you a proper scolding when he sees the visible tears streaking down your cheeks. “no,” he whispers, cupping your face.

his thumb tenderly caresses your cheeks, wiping them away as best as he can. “no. no, no. don’t cry,” he mutters, “i’m…” stopping himself before he can say the next word.

he was conflicted. half of him was sick at the slight pleasure he felt over your misty eyes. you were always a pretty thing. the other part of him aches over the giant realization he was the reason you were upset. his fault.

“alright!” he growls, as if it stings him to utter every syllable. “i’ll go fetch the damn fire wood, ‘just quit your crying.”

wiping away the tears, you wrap your arms around him. he was taken aback by the sudden show of affection but does return it nonetheless. his embrace warm, holding you tight against his chest. 

your eyes trail around your surroundings and eventually find aether’s. it didn’t take much for the traveler to grow uncomfortable after he got caught stumbling upon the very intimate exchange. you stay silent, playfully winking at him in the end.

aether gasps, archons, were you evil.

 ᵔᴗᵔ . . 𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂

𝗰𝘆𝗻𝗼 [𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗮]

he was not an easily impressed young man, some might call him ‘difficult to please.’ it wasn’t hard to imagine. a member of the academe could make a revolutionary discovery and all they could receive is a short hum of approval. the closest to verbal praise might’ve been when tighnari briefed him on collei’s progress.

any situation beyond that? none. for you? more to count on both hands. it was the most amusing yet exasperating thing to see! you doing the bare minimum permits more applause from him than all of their efforts combined.

to be fair, it was difficult to call out these signs of favoritism when it gets him in a good mood in exchange. nobody needed to point it out, everyone can see he has ‘heart-eyes’ for you. in a matter of seconds, he was reduced to a simple-minded loverboy in your company.

today was unlike other days, the scholars were subjected to a front row seat of your relationship. it was utterly bizarre to see the general mahamatra grinning softly, sort of.

“cyno, my love! you promised!” you whine, pouting. he was unbelievable! you thought to yourself. downright ridiculous. he swore to make time for you and accompany you on your visit to the city.

“i know, but plans change, darling. i have urgent matters to attend, my love,” he dismisses. all lies. he’s aware you would think to stop and greet your friends as well. to be frank, he’d rather avoid them and their side remarks about him and your relationship.

you didn’t respond, simply choosing to sport your infamous puppy eyes instead. he sighs to himself, oh… not this again. you were a crafty young woman, using his weakness for you against him.

he was standing strong at first yet in less than ten seconds; he breaks a wisp of a grin, one that results in your audience turning wide-eyed, and closes the space between you.

“c’mere, silly girl.” he beckons for you to draw nearer to him, and you instantly follow to glide your arms around his waist. “allow me to finish reading through this last stack and we can go.”

 ᵔᴗᵔ . . 𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂
2 years ago

- your birthday with scaramouche

- a/n: i saw scara's birthday voice line and was inspired plz i love him so much. i wrote this very late so sorry if theres any mistakes. but i pulled c1 scara tomight and got his weapon so im very excited !! may all scara wanters be scara havers.

- fluff fluff so much fluff, kinda pining from both sides

- Your Birthday With Scaramouche

"take my hand."

if any sane person were to be offered the hand of the wanderer, they would most definitely say no. after all, the amount of atrocities he's committed was too many to be counted on both hands, and even though he may have left the fatui he's still not the most trustworthy type.

"there's no need to be nervous," he says, but with him staring directly into your soul it's hard not to be.

today was your birthday, your friends in sumeru had thrown you a lavish party with cake and music and a special performance by nilou herself at the grand bazaar. though it was very fun, indeed, anyone would need a break after something as exciting as that, so you decided to step out into the streets of sumeru for some air.

it was here that the wanderer, or scaramouche, emerged from the alleys, offering his hand to you with the most innocent smile he can muster on his face.

"I'm just taking you to vantage point. isn't that a normal birthday activity?"

reluctantly, you place your hand in his outstretched one and he grips it tight, beginning to lead you down the many winding streets of sumeru city. his hand, despite it being cold, spread a warmth through your body. it was late in the afternoon, the sun would be setting soon, and you had to admit that in this lighting he did look quite pretty, though you'd never say that out loud.

he seemed to sense your gaze on him, sparing a glance behind him quickly.

"stop staring at me."

it was a somewhat long walk, but where you ended up was on the balcony in front of the sanctuary of suransthana. finally, he released you hand here while you wandered towards the railing, staring at the sight in front of you.

in the time it took for you to get here, the sun had begun to set over the horizon, painting a pinkish hue over the vast lands of the deserts and forests of sumeru while the branches of the great tree framed the sight perfectly. scaramouche found himself mimicking you, with his hands on the railing, almost touching your own, the only distance between your bodies caused by his hat.

"how is it?" he asks, cocking his head towards you. a smug smile laid on his face as if he already knew your answer. "the scenery here should be quite breathtaking."

"it is, very much so," you whisper back, too in awe of the view in front of you to notice just how much he's staring at you.

you, still in your party outfit, hair blowing in the breeze that comes from being so high up, the light gracing your features. while scaramouche has never been one to appreciate the sights before, he can still admit you do look quite nice in this very moment.

still staring ahead of you, you begin to speak once again. "thank you, really, this means a lot to me."

"there's no need to thank me - i see little point in it," he sighs, eyes leaving you for the first time since you got up here.

"this really isn't much to be thanked for, especially compared to the party thrown in you honor."

he sounds disinterested saying this, you almost thought bringing you up here was something he was forced to do, but the fact that he can't meet your eyes tells you otherwise.

"i don't care about how much someone has done for me on my birthday, all the matters is that i spend time with them. like right now, for example."

it's silent for a few seconds, your words processing in his mind.

"i understand," he hums, and he truly thinks he does, because he wouldn't mind coming up here again to spend some time with you in the future.

2 years ago
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