Just A Coworker
Just a coworker
Dr ratio x g/n! reader (i tried)
Part 1, Part 2
cw. angst, super slow burn, they eventually get tgt, hurf/comfort, jealousy brr, reader is unhinged, mentions of drugs, kinda cringe but who cares I've written worse, not proofread, dr ratio is a pussy
a/n: i js wanna say fck SCHOOL FOR GIVING ME 6 PROJECTS DUE TOMORROW. THIS FIC IS MEH BUT TRUST IT GETS BETTER (hopefully…)
Veritas Ratio is a lonely man. Only having his books and his sculptures as friends— regarding the rest as no use for him.
Up till now, you've been nothing more than the pest who waves hi at him every morning, bringing him coffee every now and then. You must be scheming something, there's no way someone could ever be this nice without asking for a favour.
“Dr ratio!”
The alabaster headed man stared at you, even with that stone head of his, you can clearly feel his piercing gaze.
“What is it?”
Veritas groans in annoyance, what is it again?
Lately, you've been struggling to teach this subject. As well-versed you were in topics such as literature, history and the likes, it was true that you were above average with maths.
“I've been tutoring this kid after classes and well…”
He doesn't move, just listening intently.
“He's been asking about quantum mechanics and I don't know much about the topic so…”
“so?”
so?
“I was wondering if you can teach me it.”
God damn it, he has better things to do.
“Then read a book about it”
His eyes were trained on your figure as he saw you tense, just why him of all people?
“Dr ratio, just this once. I just need to learn the basics once and I won't bother you again!”
He closed his codex and turned the other way, ready to walk away from conversation.
“I have better things to do than humouring your foolish antics—”
“Please.”
Your hands fidget nervously as he paused before looking back at you, pondering whether to do you a favour.
“I'll think about it.”
By the time you blinked, he was gone.
The next day passed, you were at his door, clutching your teaching materials as you waited for veritas’ class to end.
He scrunched nose as annoyance rose in him like a tide, he could see you waiting at the window and checking the time every now and then.
“That ends our discussion for today.”
His voice echoing on the walls as the bell rang, his students already out the door.
After a good 10 minutes, most of the students were out the door as he was left alone with himself (+ those eyes of yours that never seem to leave him alone)
“It's rude to stare.”
His comment caught you off guard, the corners of your lips twitching nervously as you hid behind the wall again— shit, he caught you staring…
Veritas let out a sigh before cleaning his desk of the sparse test papers he's collected last week.
A moment of silence passed before you mustered up the courage to enter the spacious room, it was… quiet to say the least.
“Dr. Ratio—”
“I'll tutor you but with one condition.”
Sweat trickled down your forehead as you nervously anticipated what he's about to say. (Did I mention he paused to rile you up?)
“You,”
A click on his cabinet was heard before he turned at your direction to get a better look at you.
“That I won't have to tutor you again next time, just this once”
It was odd, a teacher asking for tutoring from a fellow teacher? It wasn't uncommon but it certainly irked him of the thought. You could just read a book about it but you'd rather take his precious hours in his day for something you could do yourself.
You let out a sigh of relief.
“whew… I thought you were going to refuse.”
“Do you want me to?”
You shook your head no, gripping your satchel tightly.
“Tomorrow at the faculty room after classes—”
When you blinked, he was already behind you. Was he a magician or something?!?
“—Don't be late.”
Then, the door closed abruptly, now it was only you in the room.
…
The next day, classes already ended and you cleaned up your desk to get to the faculty room.
As you slid the door open, he was already waiting for you.
“What're you doing?”
Veritas moved another chess piece on the board, eating the white team's queen.
“What does it look like I'm doing?”
Why can't he just be nice for once?
“Whatever, so… do we start reviewing?”
You pulled the chair opposite to his and sat down. He didn't reply, only tapping his feet.
“Your turn.”
“Do I just?—”
“Just move a piece.”
Fine then. There were barely any pieces left on the board, leaving you with no other choice as you hid your king at the corner of the board.
“Checkmate.”
There was a visible annoyance on your face, making veritas chuckle.
“Seriously? When are you going to start tutoring me? I came here to learn something— not some stupid chess game”
“First of all, chess isn't stupid”
Before you knew it, veritas flicked your forehead.
“Second of all, learn patience.”
“ow!”
Veritas hid away the board and grabbed all the books needed, pulling out some notes and highlighters for you.
“Read”
The man in front of you flipped the pages and pointed at the highlighted paragraph for you. Was he making you read out loud? Were you 10 or something?
“Do I really have to?”
His fingers tapped aggressively on the board, his patience was thinning and you weren't even past the first page yet.
“Just do it.”
…
Who could've guessed two hours later you would be in tears, notes sprawled all over the table and veritas shouting at you.
“Idiot.”
He commented on your work before rewriting the entire thing for you and repeating it again.
“God dammit we're not even past the 20th page yet you're here crying like a child.”
Sniffles echoed in the room, only his lamp illuminating the room. You checked your phone and it was already 8 pm.
“Now read.”
“Q-quantum mechanics…”
He clenched his jaw, raising his voice at you before you could continue.
“You imbecile, not that— can't you read?!? Its wave function!”
“Whatever!”
Before he could react, you stood up, bag already in hand and walking away.
“We're not done yet.”
“I don’t care.”
Just like that, you were gone.
…
Despite you running off yesterday… There you were sitting on that same chair with the alabaster head man right in front of you.
“Again?”
You bit your lip nervously before tightening the grip on your pen.
“Yeah.”
Veritas nodded as he placed down his codex and walked to the sprawled shelves at his desk, his fingers tracing over the books (those books were rotting on those shelves, too dusty he had to wipe them)
“here.”
He took the book off the shelf and thrusted it into your hands.
‘The nonlinear schrodinger equation’
“Let's start with the ‘weakly nonlinear dispersion relation’ topic.”
Time flies by as he explains each term to you, giving definition after definition about each equation in front of you.
“Here, page 24.”
He pointed at the first equation but your eyes couldn't leave his stone head.
For an intimidating man, he's getting quite patient with you.
“— and let's compute the coefficients, after that,”
You couldn't stop wondering what he looked like under that stone head. It's hot out here, he must be sweating a tsunami in there. Is he handsome? or maybe he's wearing that stone head because he looks that bad?
“—the quantum mechanical pressure becomes negligible in the ‘semiclassical’ where nabla and—”
He hit your head with a codex, with no hesitation at all.
“ow!”
Oh shit— he must've noticed you staring.
“What were we reviewing?”
uh…
You gulped nervously, looking down at the page, you guys were already at page 26?!?
“0 points.”
He smacked you but with less force, though enough to leave a bruise.
“that hurt…”
“Then listen, don't waste my time.”
Under that alabaster head of his, a small smile formed from the corner of his lips due to the amusing sight before him.
“You're annoying, let's go over the fluid-dynamical form again.”
You weren't that boring after all.
…
You both were already at page 31, which was slow progress (at least to him, he can finish the book in under 3 hours.), yet still progress nonetheless.
“Do you get it now?”
It was already 9:58 pm, shit. You both got carried away…
“Yeah.”
Veritas handed the book over to you and hid away his highlighters.
“Go review at home— you better finish page 40.”
You nod, shoving the book into your satchel and your water bottle.
Today was… fun.
As you walked outside, one foot already out the door, you looked back.
“What?”
“and…”
There was a moment of silence, none of you moving before your voice shook,
“Thank you.”
He didn't say anything back, only putting back his folders in his bag as he removed his attention from you. You shook your head and just walked home.
…
It was the third day of him tutoring you, you were getting quite good.
“And how do you do the hamilton equation?”
There was a weird habit you did, you would bite your pen or sometimes click it nonstop due to stress (which you did now, don't do it too much though, you'll piss off veritas.)
You let out a soft hum before confidently writing the equation, no error in sight.
“And these quantities are called?”
“They're uh… momentas, right?”
“20 points— you're getting good at this.”
Receiving praise from others came by often, but to get one from the Dr. Veritas Ratio himself? You could wish.
Your eyes were glued at the scratch paper, unable to contain your smile; the aeons definitely smiled down on you and blessed you with his attention for today.
He takes note of this, but doesn't comment on that any further, only flipping the pages.
…
The fourth day. It was 2 pm, 3 hours earlier than the usual tutor hours. A new coffee shop opened in the food court at the university, which turned into the new buzz (the old coffee shops were shit.)
The line was long, your legs were about to give up but your students would occasionally suggest this shop, saying it's definitely better than the instant coffee at the teacher's lounge.
After 5 more minutes, it was finally your turn to order.
“Good afternoon! What can I get ya?”
The menu was definitely diverse, candy corn flavoured coffee? That's new.
“I'll take your special cappuccino”
The cheerful cashier jotted down your order, asking for your name then running to the back.
You sat down at some table and took out your laptop, fixing your schedules for this weekend.
“For ___?”
Eh? That was fast. It only took them 3 minutes to make your order despite the heavy line? Impressive.
“Thank you.”
You smiled and snatched the cup from the counter and walked back to your seat.
It tasted funny. Coffee jelly in cappuccino with sprinkles on top? At Least it tasted good.
“And here I was wondering where you are.”
“ack!”
You looked up and saw veritas in front of you, looming over you with his codex behind him after he hit you.
“that hurt…”
He sighed and sat down next to you while you rubbed the bruised area.
“Stop hitting people with your codex damn it!”
“I find it far more interesting to use my codex to get your attention.”
“Weirdo.”
He chuckled at the way scoffed, sipping your coffee and typing some requirements on an excel sheet.
“Anyways, why were you looking for me?”
He leaned back on the couch, before responding,
“Nothing, I was just wondering where the idiot was.”
“You little—”
Only a soft sigh left your lips as you continued to type, veritas beside you reading his codex and none of you saying a word.
Though this peaceful moment was short lived as the bell rang, signalling that the two of you had to go back to your respective classes.
Veritas sat up, closing his book.
“It's time for me to go.”
“Oh yeah.”
Veritas was gone in a blink of an eye, what's up with him disappearing so suddenly 24/7?!?
…
5 pm.
You were patiently waiting in the faculty room, what was taking veritas so long?
“You're late”
Veritas rolled his eyes— wait.
His stone head was… was this really the veritas ratio? He had nice purple hair, his eyes, he looked so… beautiful.
No way.
“When are you going to stop staring?”
“Oh— uh.”
You chuckled nervously before forcing a smile as he sat down in front of you.
“Let's continue where we let off.”
The sound of flipping pages reverberated across the room, your eyes locked onto his face. He would occasionally click his tongue at some parts of the book, guiding you through each equation as his face was close to yours; enough to feel his breath on your skin.
“—because its transformation φ is a symmetry and thus preserves the Lagrangian L and the action ,S=∫L”
Veritas ratio leaned closer to you, your hands touching as he got closer,
“Do you get it now?”
You didn't. You were too focused on his face, with every wrinkle of his brows, the tiniest details of his jaw and hell, even his eyes. How could you even focus? With his face inches away from yours? No way. The man right next to you stares at you, tapping his fingers on the mahogany table; he repeated himself.
“I said, do you get it now?”
Like the air was sucked out of your lungs, your last card was to lie but he was smart enough to not fall for that.
“Y-yes”
“Then what were we reviewing just now?”
He rolled his eyes hearing your mind blank out and confused ‘uhhs’ escaped your lips. You flinch from his harsh tone, as the cold stare turned into a glare.
“We should be reviewing the noether theorem, not my face.”
He made you solve equation after equation, his gaze not leaving you once as he crumpled your papers even after one minor mistake, “Idiot”, “Do it again.”, and “Are you really paying attention?” Constantly rang in your ears, you were not sure whether you asked for a tutoring session or a three hour insulting session from the revered professor.
“I'm sorry.”, He sighed at your visible frustration as you apologised through gritted teeth. He started to pity you when you struggled with just the terms at the next lesson. Was this theorem that hard? He dropped his pen and closed the book.
“Let’s end today’s session.”
A look of relief appeared on your face as he said those words, clearly, he’ll give you a break—
“Just read this book instead. It gives a more in-depth explanation”
— or not. He thrusted the book in your hands and put on his alabaster head, making you raise an eyebrow,
“What? You can’t seem to focus without this on”
You laughed an awkward chuckle while sliding the book in your satchel, a small squeak was heard when he stood up and moved his chair at his desk.
“Tomorrow again?”
“Sure.”
…
Veritas tapped his feet aggressively as time past by, you were late by 20 minutes, by now he would've left but for some reason he's feeling nice today that he'll wait for you.
The faculty room door slid open as light footsteps entered the room.
“Sorry ‘m late.”
You smelled different today. That would sound creepy to the average person but despite the tight alabaster sculpture that covers his face, he could smell your perfume and that he's gotten used to your scent by now.
“Did you wear something new?”
“Come again?”
He took one glance at you and shook his head and shifted his attention to the complex arithmetics on his codex.
“Hey, what did you mean by that?”
It was hard to ignore you as he tried to mute your voice but he let out an inaudible sigh before taking a quick glance at you.
“I meant your perfume, idiot.”
“No need to be rude.” you scoffed and placed down your bag at your desk.
He finds himself eager for a response as your right hand shuffled in your bag looking for the perfume bottle,
“I just tried something new.”
“Oh?”
He leans over the table to take a closer look at the bottle, inspecting it with a skeptical look one he's glad you cannot see through his sculpted head.
“It was a gift from one of our coworkers here”
There was a loud slamming sound that rang in the room when you dropped the materials Veritas made you read, it was a pain highlighting everything.
“From who?”
Why was he suddenly interested? He's not one to ask about anyone's affairs so suddenly, not that he'd care about something so miniscule about you like perfume yet you humour him.
“From Amir, the history prof guy?”
“I see.” For some reason, he finds himself feeling annoyed after hearing who you got it from. Why would you accept a gift from that idiot? He's a far better history professor, definitely? definitely.
Hours passed yet he couldn't concentrate. Not with that foul stench of your new perfume of yours.
Dr. Ratio scrunched his nose in disgust as he continued to guide you through each and every lesson, harsher than usual— you didn't know why.
“Wrong answer, 2 points.”
Veritas smacked your arm with his heavy codex and snatched your answer sheet, crumpling it and tossing it in the bin.
“Do it again.”
This fucker. You were starting to lose your resolve but you do not falter under his scrutinising gaze.
Again and again. Another 30 minutes yet your answers didn't seem ‘perfect’ enough.
Veritas clicked his tongue in annoyance as you failed to answer another simple question again
“Are you even paying attention?”
“If you didn't yell at me every minute I would've”
You continued to write more equations as he rolled his eyes at your reply, his eyes scanned your work and it was okay (atleast to his standards).
His eyes squinted, looking for any mistake but there was none, he gave up.
“50 points”, he spoke in a defeated tone.
“Just 50?”
“0 points then”
“Oh come on.”
It was hell getting tutored by him.
A/N: ITS TWO PARTS COS FUCK TUMBLR AND TOLD ME THERES A WORD LIMIT LOL. THE FULL FIC WAS LIKE 6.4K WORDS OR SHIT DAMN. ITS SO CRINGE ONG IMMA POST PART TWO TMRW GOD. IM LAGG>NG SO NAD RN HELP
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I think my ask failed to send so I’ll do this again, btw love your writing.
Magician Reader who’s interested in Aventurine because they think his grand bets are magic tricks! (Plus other things like the coin trick he did with the trailblazer, him being a gambler so he is always by play cards, the way he smiles like he is ready to perform, etc)
Aventurine definitely started to believe in magic as soon as he saw the reader, maybe they were working their magic on him.
Eventually Aventurine convinces the reader to let him be their magic assistant and perform on stage with them. Concocting a trick of his own. During the final act of the magic show, Aventurine does an impromptu trick and makes the both of them disappear. Claiming the reader as his.
I think that the he uses the reader’s magic props against them, bounds them with their handcuffs, threatens them with swords, maybe even threatening their pet rabbit or dove. Whatever you’re comfortable with writing.
Hope this sends this time and I hope you have a great day!
(Thank you so much! I’m so glad you like my writing!
I had a little bit of difficulty with this request, your idea was already so perfect, I felt like I didn’t have much to add to it ;; but hopefully this is something like what you were looking for? I hope you like this and that you have a great day too!)
Warnings: 18+ for suggestive comments/situations, forced relationships, and empty threats of violence, this one is on the tamer side compared to my other writing, also I tried so hard but I don't know much about magic tricks, Lyney save me
Aventurine takes a bow and then presents you with a red rose, smirking at you seductively as he offers it to you. He’s sure you must have cast a spell on him with how smitten he is with you.
“Will you allow me to be your magic assistant, dearest magician~?” He asks you with a teasing tone to his voice, gently taking your hand and placing a kiss on it.
Your usual assistant had just called in sick, and you were desperate. It’s not that you trusted Aventurine or his tactics, but… What would be the harm in letting him do a few tricks with you during your performance? “Alright,” You agree, taking the rose from his hands politely, “But don’t try anything funny, okay?”
He puts his hand on your shoulder in a fashion too intimate for your comfort, “Wouldn’t dream of it~” He says with a smirk, and then he’s pulling out a bouquet from behind you, as if it materialized from thin air.
He presents the bouquet to you as well.
“You know, it’s not as interesting when you repeat the same trick twice.”
“Yes, but I know you already gave the rose to your little rabbit companion. I just figured that meant you’d prefer a bouquet~”
You look at him in shock that he recognized that so quickly, when all you did was tuck the rose in your hat when he wasn’t looking. He was too observant of your tricks. Damn him.
You take your hat off and pull your pet rabbit out of it, softly petting him as he holds the rose in his little mouth. “Yeah, but he looks pretty cute like this…”
Aventurine huffs, obviously jealous of your rabbit. “And I don’t?” He questions, crossing his arms.
“Oh calm down, you’ll get your credits once the show is over, now come on!” You grab him by the hand and pull him backstage.
Ah… You thought he was doing this for money? No, he genuinely wanted to help and be closer to you. He didn’t care about the credits at all. Was that really so hard to believe? He was a little offended. Yes, his time was worth a lot, but time spent with you was priceless.
You quickly go over the show and routine with him, obviously in a rush, seeing as it’s starting soon. You tell him about tricks like pulling your rabbit out of your hat, a few card tricks, and the sawing in half act, which you would be doing to him apparently. But that isn’t the one that caught his interest. The part that caught his interest and what he was anticipating the most was the disappearing act. He can’t hold back his smirk as ideas begin forming in his head.
Most of the show goes on without any problems, and he’s in complete awe every time you pull off a trick successfully. He’s so happy to be your assistant, and to your surprise, he’s a quick learner. The audience claps even louder as he takes a bow, and then much to your discomfort, he presents you with yet another rose on stage with a wink.
Okay, so maybe you should have told him that flirting in front of the audience was off limits.
He politely opens the door to the disappearing act for you, waiting for you to step inside. But before you can shut it behind yourself, he turns to the audience and announces something.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this disappearing act is a couple’s disappearing act, and must be performed with two people.” With those words, he climbs in along with you, “In an act of true love, we will kiss each other, and then disappear before your very eyes!” Then he climbs in with you and plants his lips against yours. Someone else, an IPC worker probably, runs up and takes care of the act on the outside, shutting the door as the audience claps wildly and whistles at the sight of him kissing you, rose petals raining down all over the stage as white doves are released.
“What are you doing?!” You shout, pulling away and wiping off the kiss, and he quickly clamps a hand over your mouth so no one can hear you shouting.
“Shhh…” He says softly, gently petting your hair in a comforting gesture. And then to your horror, you feel something cold clamp around your wrists. You look down and see your very own cuffs, effectively chaining your hands together and preventing any sort of movement from you.
And then he’s pulling you through the secret path in the back of the box, and with his hand over your mouth you can’t scream out for help. He pulls you along with him through the corridor, and you’re fighting him the entire way. All Aventurine does is chuckle at you squirming against him.
“Don’t worry, your show is taken care of.” He says, as if you’re just throwing a tantrum about him ‘ruining your magic show.’ “I made sure that they would-” “That’s not what I’m upset about and you know it.” You’re glaring daggers at him. “I rejected you already, Aventurine! I only accepted your help because I had no one else, and I thought what you wanted was payment.” And oh, do your words sting.
“Oh, I do want payment. Just not the type of payment you’re thinking of, sweetheart~” He grabs you harshly and is crashing his lips against yours again in order to shut you up. He kisses you fiercely, his lips and tongue moving against yours, putting every ounce of passion into the kiss that he can. Like he’s trying to prove something to you.
And then you feel it. The feeling of a cool, metallic blade pressing against your neck. “Don’t move,” He tells you simply once he pulls away, and you have no choice but to comply with his wishes.
“Now, I want you to walk very carefully in the direction I instruct you to.” His smile is so sweet, but underneath lurks a malicious predator just waiting to strike. He’s like a shark circling the waters.
“Where are you taking me?” The blade presses further into your neck at the question as you walk with him, but not enough to draw blood. Just enough to keep you compliant. He would never actually harm you.
“We’re going home, my little magician~” His smile doesn’t falter as he says the words, even as you cry and kick and scream and beg for him to let you go, the blade still pressed to your throat. No matter how hard you fight him, he won’t ever let go of you.
“Two lovers, disappearing into the night together, never to be seen again~ Isn’t that the greatest magic trick of all~?”
they take up so mushroom in my heart
[image is a drawing of Alhaitham and Kaveh as little fungi.]
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I won’t forget you.
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“What do you mean ‘you’re leaving?’ Where are you going?” You ask, taking a step closer to him, trying in vain to figure him out.
“We won’t see each other again. I’ve… done something horrible.”
“Care to elaborate?”
“…It’s not our main concern as of now. I’m sure my punishment will come for me soon. I don’t know how much time I have left with you.”
“Okay, what’s going on? I still have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You’ll understand soon. I’d just like to spend one final moment with you.” Dan Feng grabs ahold of your hands, his grip almost painful as his fingers lock with yours.
“Are you… You don’t love me anymore?” A thousand thoughts rush through your head, yet none of them makes sense. “Do you want to see other people?”
“No, no, no. Of course not. That’s not what I meant. I meant that…” He pauses, concentrating. “We don’t have much time left.”
“But what does that-“
“Forget it. Would you just follow me, 心肝? Humour me. Please.” Your eyebrows furrow at the odd hypocorism. Before you can answer him, Dan Feng is leading you towards the dock. Bright yellow ginkgo leaves drift down from the sky, signalling a change in the year as they fall. There’s a scent in the early autumn air, and it reeks of… gloom; fraught with melancholy and a lingering anxiety that seems to cling to you. It whispers into your ear sweet serenades, singing a cacophony of incoming danger. The signal of change grows to a warning.
“Why are we heading towards the water?”
“Please, 亲爱的. Do not question me right now. Just… let us have a simple conversation. Would that be alright?” He sighs as the two of you exit the main area of the Alchemy Commission.
“I guess… You’re acting weird, you know that?” you sigh. “How was your day?”
“Great. And yours?” He answers a little too quickly.
“It’d be better if I knew what was happening.” Dan Feng turns his head to look back at you, a million words he wants to say are hidden behind his watery eyes.
Your shoe gets stuck in a crack in the stone walkway as you’re busy staring at him. You stop to pull it out but Dan Feng yanks on you, your shoe slipping off of your foot as he continues walking.
“Hey, wait! 枫仔! My shoe!” He doesn’t let go, his hand shaking in yours with a sense of urgency. “How am I supposed to walk without it?” You hop on a single foot, trying to keep up with his pace. In response, he picks you up into a bridal carry, cradling you like a parent would for their child.
“O-oh. Uh… okay. I guess I don’t mind…” You look up at his trembling jaw. Whatever’s going on, it must be very important to Dan Feng. If only he’d spit it out already so that you could offer your comfort. But the most you can offer right now is a small kiss. You bring your head up, pressing your lips against his cheek before resting your head back down on his forearm. The display of affection causes Dan Feng to stop in his tracks, but he quickly starts walking again.
“I...” He clears his throat, a light blush blossoming on his face. “That… means a lot to me right now. Thank you.”
“It’s the least I could offer you, 枫仔. You look so sad… Tell me what’s wrong.” He looks towards the horizon and the setting sun, a forlorn expression painting his face. The shadows of the evening light leave him looking especially somber. For a moment, he wants to tell you the whole truth. But he holds himself back to spare your feelings.
“I’m going somewhere. And… I won’t be returning. I am sorry, [name]. Truly. I do not wish to part ways but…” He looks down at you. A tear drips off of his face and onto yours. “There is nothing to be done about it. I… wouldn’t have done it if I realized the consequences sooner.”
“You’re… not joking. Would you tell me where you’re going? And when? Why are you being so vague?” You still couldn’t grasp the concept.
“亲爱的，you would hate me if I told you the whole truth. I could not leave knowing that you despised me. But… I’m sure you’ll find out soon when the news gets out.” Dan Feng looks back up towards the sky. You follow his gaze towards a few clouds that are coloured a hue of red from the sunset.
“I love you dearly. I apologize… I have forgone our future and forsaken you. Please remember me as someone you loved, and not a traitor to the Luofu.”
“Er… okay…? You’re really leaving?”
“Yes, I am afraid so…”
“…I love you too. Wherever you’re going, don’t forget that, okay? I… I really can’t believe it. I’m not gonna see you again. Ever…? Will you come visit me?”
“That is not possible, I fear. Though I wish more than anything that I could.”
The two of you reach the harbour. Dan Feng sets you down on the wooden planks and takes a seat beside you, dipping his legs into the water.
“Your pants are gonna be soaked, 笨蛋!”
“I am aware of that fact.” He pays you no mind, looking on into the horizon again. You gently hold is hand in yours.
“This… this is it? The last time I’ll see you? And we’re just… staring at nothing in complete silence?”
“You are speaking right now, [name].”
“What did you even do?” He glances at you. But as you make eye contact, he can’t seem to look away.
“…What are you doing?”
“You ask so many questions, 亲亲. I prefer it when you’re asleep. You’re much cuter in bed, too.” Dan Feng lightens up a little, a smile on his face as he teases you. “I’m just…” He shakes his head, as if to get himself out of a daze. “I’m just trying to remember your face. I need to make sure I don’t forget it…” His expression returns to how it was before, desolate and heartbroken.
“Make me a promise, 亲亲.”
“Go on.”
“We will meet in my next lifetime. And… we will live out a future that we could not have in this one.” He holds out his pinky finger and you take it.
“Sounds nice. I’ll hold you to it, Dan Feng.”
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Yandere Diluc who baby trapped you. You wanted to leave, or at least have a break, since the relationship just wasn't working as it used to. Diluc was too paranoid, too protective, and too focused on his work to actually pay attention to you.
Of course, he noticed the change in your demeanor; how you acted more silent and cold toward him. Of course, he noticed. When he doesn't. It's not like you can leave so easily: you no longer worked and stayed inside his house all the time, and he made sure his maids and butler helped you out with everything you might need, but also keep you under constant watch since he can't always be around you.
However, Diluc can't help but wonder if it is enough to keep you with him. That maybe, maybe, he should do something else to make sure that you could never run away from me, that will make you, even more, dependent on him. He thought about it for days until he came to the "right" conclusion...
A child.
With a child, even if you somehow manage to escape, you will be forever linked to him. He wouldn't need to worry about you escaping him for at least 9 months, but he will constantly worry about your health and the baby. Oh, that cute, adorable baby you are going to give birth to... One that looks like you, running around the house asking for their mama and papa... So cute...
Diluc cannot wait until he gets you pregnant; he makes sure to be there for you, be present, and be less cold for days, weeks maybe, until he's with you in bed once again, spilling his seed deep inside of you again and again, until there is a small budge on stomach...
Until one day you come back to him shaking, tears almost falling from your eyes, saying you have to tell him something very important and Diluc can almost tell where this conversation is going...
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AWEW FOXNARI
🌼💐🌼
PLEASE JUST PLEASE 🙏 ANGTS
? Invisible .✾. Kazuha
"You don't even know it, I can't ever win"
SYNOPSIS:
You are someone who loves art. You draw with emotion and freedom. But despite your artistic self, you are someone with no luck of gaining even a grain of attention or popularity. Most times people forget you exist, and the only people who know your existence are your friends and family.
While you were rushing through the hallways to get to your class, you bump into a popular boy named Kaedehara Kazuha. The most kindest, outgoing, and refreshing boy ever known in the school. And thats the first moment your heart beat fast for a boy.
Sadly for you, there was no way for Kazuha to notice you. And in the end, you might aswell live the remaining years of your highschool with a love thats one-sided.
INSPIRED BY ➫ KiMi Ni TODOKE ➫ From me to you
FOLLOW MY MAIN ➫ @lostzeron
Painter!reader ↣ Fem!reader
Status? IDK IF ILL START TO DISCARD 💀
Update schedule? None
SMAU ───── HIGHSCHOOL AU
SLOWBURN STORY.
HEADS UP! Angst, fluff, comdey and fill-in characters (OC's) included
For? @mokiverse
M A S T E R L I S T
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Introducing... Who? ↣ The art kids + Venti ↣Mr/Ms Popular's
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00. Prolouge
01. Even the teachers forgot me 💀
02. The feeling of being bullied
03. Venti pulling up
04. Late for art club?!
05. Oh shoot!
06. Kaedehara Kazuha
07. Nothing happend. Yeah.
08. Another meeting
09. Heart goes boom boom
10. Literally save me
11. Can't help it
12. Denial
13. Acceptance
14. Hitting reality check
ACT 2
15. When Scaramouche cleans (KAZUHA POV)
16. DID YOU STEP ON MY CANVAS?! (Filler)
17. That sweet smile
18. Wait, he remembers me?
19. Denial strucks again
20. Can't help falling inlove
21. Let's yoga our worries away - Venti
22. He won't notice you
23. Im trying, Im trying
24. Another girl
25. Let's just give up.
26. Xiao's genius plan
27. Venti pulls up again (with a rocket booster)
28. The exchange of numbers
29. HE WANTS TO HANGOUT?!
30. A date (clickbait)
31. When he walked you home
32. Don't get your hopes up
ACT 3
33. Actually lets get our hopes up
34. Wrong idea💀
35. Heart=broken
36. Xiaos genius plans strikes
37. The OG ways of cupid
38. When he wipes your tears away
39. Me, You, and painting
40. The other woman?
41. Bullied.
42. Nurse Kazuha
43. Tension (Scaramouche ruins it)
44. Another hangout
45. "I've always noticed you"
46. Wait. Are we gonna kiss?
47. Oh
48. Just friends
49. Venti rages
50. Should've stayed on the low.
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➫ Camera's off!
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A NEW ENDING ?
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