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you avoid your crush.
how do you deal with an unwanted but undeniable crush? you avoid them: save the friendship, mourn the relationship. or, so you thought.
including: cyno, the wanderer.
warnings: gender neutral reader, slight angst, mostly fluff.
cyno.
when you realized you’ve developed feelings for cyno, your best friend, you didn’t know what to do. you couldn’t tell him and ruin the friendship. that would be a disaster, and break your heart twice over: once, to lose cyno as a friend, and again, to lose him as anything more. so you resigned yourself to only have your heart broken once: you would avoid cyno until your feelings disappeared, and keep your friendship with him intact.
so that’s exactly what you do. everything was going fine, too—until today, when cyno cornered you in a small alcove at the akademiya.
“oh, cyno…! funny seeing you here…”
“is it, though?” he asks. “i do work here. we both work here, actually. wouldn’t it be stranger not to see me?”
yes, it is, but cuno doesn’t give you time to respond before he continues: “so isn’t it quite strange that i haven’t seen you in what? a week or two now?”
“yes… i guess.”
cyno waits for more, but you give him nothing else. you fidget under the weight of his stare. he’s observing you and you get the feeling like you’re an experiment gone wrong, a conclusion miscalculated.
“al-righ-t,” cyno finally says, drawing out each syllable. he hesitates for a second before his face hardens and he says, “if you want to avoid and ignore me and pretend i don’t exist, then you can avoid and ignore me and pretend i don’t exist. i can’t stop you, even if i hate it. but i would have at least wanted an answer as to why.”
cyno steps aside then, as if to tell you the conversation is gone, you’re free to go. but you don’t move, can’t move. you can’t even think as cyno steps away, only his words ringing in your ears: i would have at least wanted an answer as to why. you owed him that much, at least.
“wait, cyno—“ you take in a deep breath, and the words tumble out all at once. “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry for avoiding you i— i really thought it was the best since i like you and you don’t like me, and i didn’t want to ruin our friendship but it just ended up hurting the both of us and it was a really stupid, but i didn’t know what else to do and… i’m really sorry.”
you look up when cyno doesn’t say anything. he’s still studying you, maybe even more intensely than before.
“yes.” he finally says.
“what?”
“it was really stupid.”
your face burns in embarrassment. cyno continues, “not just your plan—but that you thought we couldn’t be friends if i didn’t feel the same way back.”
“i know i just—“ you abruptly cut off, repeating what cyno just said in your head. “you feel… the same way back?”
“yes. i’d tell you it was stupid not to realize i also like you… but until now, i didn’t know you felt the same.”
“oh.” and then again, because you don’t know what else to say, “i’m sorry.”
cyno allows a faint smile to grace his lips. “i’ll forgive you this time, [name]. honestly, i’m just relieved you don’t hate me.”
“i could never hate you,” you say immediately.
“it didn’t feel like that this week. or last.” you look down again, disappointed that you allowed yourself to make cyno feel that way. he continues, a little gentler: “you’re going to have to make it up to me.”
“how?” you ask, already knowing you would do anything.
“how about you let me take you on a date? granted that’s something you probably want but there, you can tell me everything.”
you wouldn’t say no on any circumstance, but especially not when cyno’s finally smiling at you again. your relationship was off to a more than rocky start, but you find yourself hoping you can turn it around for the better.
the wanderer.
it was hard to avoid the wanderer as you were adventuring over teyvat together, just the two of you. when you first realized your feelings for him, and decided they would only prematurely end your expedition when he didn’t feel the same back, you swore to keep them a secret. to do that, you would need to distance yourself from him, but that proved rather difficult and… well, extremely obvious.
you stare into the flames of your small campfire. you sit opposite of the wanderer, though on previous cold nights like these, you probably would have been right next to him. similarly, you both would have trading stories and reminiscing about past adventures, not blanketed in this silence.
it’s clues like those, coupled with the equally obvious signs that you were had feelings for him, that let the wanderer discover your plan.
the wanderer leans back, resting on his elbows. the sun was setting, and already the stars would come out. on clear nights like these, you would spend hours—maybe the whole night—pointing out the different constellations.
looking at you now, eyes boring in the fire, the wanderer knows that’s not going to happen tonight. at least, not if he doesn’t do something about it.
“you’re quiet tonight,” he starts. you glance up sharply at him.
“yeah, i guess,” you mumble, looking back down.
“why?”
you trace circles in the dirt. “i’m just… tired. i guess. yeah, i might just go to bed early—“
“have you ever heard of,” the wanderer cuts you off, “the phrase, ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder?’”
you pause. he can’t possibly know… can he?
“i’ve know of it,” you reply tightly.
“so then you also know that you’re little idea of ignoring me in hopes that your feelings go away was doomed from the start, right?”
startled, you look back up again, and meet the wanderer’s gaze. you meet the wanderer’s gaze, and like all the times before, you know there’s no use in lying to him. not when he already suspects the truth. “i… yes.”
“and i assume you didn’t want me knowing because you didn’t think i liked you back?”
your silence is answer enough.
“well, you’re right.”
what.
what?
but then the wanderer cracks a smile, and he’s beside himself laughing: “oh, you should’ve seen the look on your face.”
“you’re the worst.” but now there’s a smile on your face, and you’re also laughing: at him, at your plan, at how despite your fears, the wanderer likes you back.
it makes you feel giddy, like you could spend the entire night laughing under the stars—and looking at the wanderer, now coming to sit next to you, you feel like you just might.
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“are you two dating?”
alhaitham x gn!reader
the question comes from kaveh. this is the third time this week you’ve been at alhaitham’s house, the seventh time this month.
“no.”
“no.”
there is a stifling silence after you and alhaitham both answer. you look over at alhaitham, and for a brief second your eyes meet, before you’re looking away, at the wall, the ceiling, the floor, at kaveh’s scrutinizing face. he’s unconvinced, obviously.
“so you’re both not secretly dating?” he asks. “because you’ve been at our house a lot recently [name], and i just can’t help but—“
“it’s not your house, it’s mine,” alhaitham interjects, cutting kaveh off. he gives the blonde-haired architect a once over. “don’t you have better things to do than bother us?”
kaveh pretends to think. “well… i do have that project.”
“then why don’t you go work on it?”
“fine, fine,” kaveh says, raising his hands in defense. he turns to leave, but glances over his shoulder, noting your lightly flushed cheeks and continuous refusal to look at alhaitham. the architect smiles. “but you do secretly like each other, right?”
“no.”
another silence. but this time, your responses don’t come in unison. it’s only you who said no, your too-quick response lingering in the air.
“i mean—“ you try, and fail, to explain. kaveh quietly slips out of the room. to not interfere more or escape alhaitham’s brewing wrath, you’re not sure. you try again: “i don’t— well, i didn’t want to say it infront of him, and it’s not like i secretly likeyou, well i do, but oh, how do i say this?” you pause to collect your racing thoughts, snatching and putting them into words.
“it’s okay, [name],” alhaitham says. “kaveh shouldn’t have said all that. you don’t have to epxlain.”
“but i do!” you say. you don’t want alhaitham thinking you don’t like him. you didn’t necessarily want to tell him either, but it was better than him assuming the opposite. alhaitham stands and waits patiently.
you take a breath. “i do like you. i just didn’t want to say so infront of kaveh, so i said no, and i thought you were going to say no too—“
“why would i say no?”
“—because you—“ you pause. “because you don’t like me like that?” it comes out as a question.
alhaitham shakes his head. “i wasn’t going to say so infront of kaveh but i feel similarly for you.”
you feel like you need to sit down. are you dreaming or hallucinating? you pinch yourself and find yourself awake and lucid.
“now,” alhaitham’s voice brings you to the present. his dendro vision flickers to life, green light glowing and pulsating. “i’d love to set up a date with you, but i’m afraid it’ll have to wait.”
“okay, but—where are you going?”
he smiles over his shoulder. his dendro vision flickers again, glowing greener, greener.
“i’m going to murder my housemate.”
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hi, my little doves. i'm so sorry for being away again. i was going through a hard time through april/may, my mum is currently going through menopause and it was really hard watching her deal with the symptoms of it. she was struggling so much with it that i barely ever heard from her. i was sad every day, crying most days and just felt really alone :( but my mum is doing better, she's on HRT and is feeling better. she has good days and bad days but more good days.
i wanted to write so bad but i just couldn't bring myself to write anything, my brain felt cluttered and i was overthinking everything. i had to force myself to use a journal to write down all of my feelings and it allowed me to let go of a lot of the thoughts i was overthinking. i'm doing okay and i'm ready to write for you again 🩷
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KEEP MY HEART
goal 23: are you cold?
note: sorry for the updates taking sooo long HAHZHA college is annoying >:(
KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau
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SUMMARY — you find plenty of guys around you attractive, but there is only one you’re willing to make the first move on: the guy you first saw during your older brother’s soccer game. spoiler: he's a player from your rival university.
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I can see Scara with "grabbing each other's hands in crowds or when crossing the street to "be safe"
Ugh, why does this fit him so pwrfectly?!
Pairing: Scaramouche x Reader
Tags: fluff, secret crush, hand-holding, crowded places, protectiveness, blushing, shy Scaramouche
A/N: I love tsunderes.
5. Grabbing each others hands in crowds or when crossing the street to "be safe"
There were two things Scaramouche hated. That was a lie, there were a lot of things that he hated. One was really big crowds, the second was having to worry about you. Not that he was worried mind you, more like annoyed that he had to look out for you all the time. Every time he turned around you were somewhere else. It was driving him crazy.
He was short too so it wasn't like he could see too far in this crowded space. Among the sea of people and voices yours was the only one he payed attention to.
"Here." He extended his hand to you, "Hold my hand."
"In public? Not ashamed to be in a relationship anymore?" You poked his cheek in jest. Only for a moment before he swatted it away and grabbed your hand, his grip tight.
He looked down, his big hat hiding his blushing face and walked forward so it was even harder to see him. "I'm not ashamed. I'm... worried that you'd get lost in this crowd. I can't keep looking for you so don't let go." His voice was but a whisper, like he was scared that someone would hear him admit he was worried about you.
People might have heard but everyone was minding their own business anyway. Except for you, who would remember this moment every time you needed to tease the ex-Fatui.
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KEEP MY HEART
goal 22: my money, my choice
KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau
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SUMMARY — you find plenty of guys around you attractive, but there is only one you’re willing to make the first move on: the guy you first saw during your older brother’s soccer game. spoiler: he's a player from your rival university.
TAGLIST I (closed)
@kararisa @krnzysh @syriiina @your-kuya-pogi @xiaosonlybeloved @xiaomainlmao @cindywasneverhere @coquettemaiden @sunsethw4 @lunavixia @calickoh @arealistonao3 @youthingazi @zyilas @mondaymelon @yukiipc @heartswonder @st0pthatsgay @ozzierenato @astreaa-express @shewolfmiko @lovelyycherries @myaaones @countessqin @aloveablechaos @letthewindlead @lunaavity @local-blueberry-boy @luminestars @layla240 @useless-potatho @atlaszi @alatusorrow @lahsram2201 @sakiimeo @user11918163805279 @vqazx @neigesprincess @kunicrush @yoursockstinks @hotgirlshit5 @mikctp @crucnhice @apotatouwu @yuaenri @sammybeefangirls @miko1ly @deffenferofjustice @etherisy @sagegreenthinks
#oh this is nothing just me simping over scara again fs#i love reading scara sm aus i need more of this#—* ♡ heather's library
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hiiii, sorry for being silent for a few days, a family member of mine was ill for a few days and it was worrying but they are on the mend so they're gonna be okay 💖 i just had to take time away due to this bc i was so worried and stressed :(
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝟖𝟔 33. mad as fuck (the remix)
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SUMMARY ▸ private investigator jay park just wants to complete his mission quietly and move on with his life. you, his new assignment who keeps consuming his thoughts, don't make that very easy for him.
TAG LIST ▸ @zdgx1 @smouches @heesdazed @teawithbucky @leep0ems @peachpie4you @niniissus @kgneptun @jaeyunluvr @zerasari @sophiko22 @iselltulips @hoondiors @baekhyunstruly @jays-property @woninluv @heerinnie @fakeuwus @yizhoutv @theothernads @y4wnjunz @dammit-jjk @en-happiness @mari-oclock @soonyoungblr @jakeslvt @taetaenic @jebetwo @fairysungx @hsgwrld @shmooooo @ineedsomezzz @mrowww @enha-stars @seongclb @lockburn-castle @alyssajavenss @enczen @calumsfringe @w3bqrl @luvyev @uhsakusa @luvnicho @wildflowermooon @navsnct @hooniesuniverse @enhalov @enhypens-baby @isawritesss
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝟖𝟔 29. post defamation dinner date
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SUMMARY ▸ private investigator jay park just wants to complete his mission quietly and move on with his life. you, his new assignment who keeps consuming his thoughts, don't make that very easy for him.
AUTHOR'S NOTE ▸ if i haven't replied to your ask yet i'm not ignoring dw!!! i'm gonna get them tomorrow i'm just too tired to reply now and don't want to give half-hearted replies 🥲
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝟖𝟔 28. group ass fucking
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SUMMARY ▸ private investigator jay park just wants to complete his mission quietly and move on with his life. you, his new assignment who keeps consuming his thoughts, don't make that very easy for him.
TAG LIST ▸ @zdgx1 @smouches @heesdazed @teawithbucky @leep0ems @peachpie4you @niniissus @kgneptun @jaeyunluvr @hooniesuniverse @zerasari @enhalov @sophiko22 @iselltulips @hoondiors @baekhyunstruly @jays-property @woninluv @heerinnie @fakeuwus @yizhoutv @en-happiness @theothernads @y4wnjunz @dammit-jjk @en-happiness @mari-oclock @enhypens-baby @soonyoungblr @jakeslvt @taetaenic @jebetwo @fairysungx @hsgwrld @shmooooo @ineedsomezzz @mrowwww @enha-stars @isawritesss @seongclb @lockburn-castle @alyssajavenss @enczen @calumsfringe @w3bqrl @luvyev @uhsakusa @luvnicho @wildflowermooon @navsnct
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hihi!! so about ur last post I would like to ask for a jeonghan + “aw come on, don’t go yet.” I think it'll be a sweet idea esp when I saw the aw heard it in his voice xheueiwiw
anon you're so right for this, this prompt feels very jeonghan coded and i too can hear it in his voice.
warning: mentions of alcohol
jeonghan says something as you lift the glass up to your lips. the music around you is loud, there's a slight pounding in your head and you feel the pace of your heartbeat increasing slightly. whether it was because of the music, the alcohol or the close proximity to the man next to you, you can't be too sure.
"what did you say?" you raise your voice slightly while leaning closer to him.
"i said," he puts his glass down on the bar counter, "you like my friend joshua, don't you?"
your eyes widen as you turn to face him. "where did you even get that idea?"
"i don't know, just a feeling." you catch the slight smirk forming on his lips as he shrugs. he takes another sip from his glass before poking his tongue out a little to lick his lips and you find yourself staring. "so, do you?"
"huh?"
he chuckles, "joshua. do you like him?"
you scoff at his words, wondering how he can be this oblivious and wrong. how has he not caught on to your feelings by now? maybe it's the alcohol in you, but his ignorance seems to frustrate you a little more today. after downing the rest of your drink, you stand up from your stool. "i'm leaving."
jeonghan has the audacity to look surprised at that and quickly holds onto your wrist. "aw come on, don't go yet." he tugs lightly, signalling for you to sit back down. "i won't make you admit that you like him if you don't want to."
a noise of exasperation leaves you as you roll your eyes, you turn to face him directly and before you can stop yourself the words come out. "must you really make me say it?"
"say what?"
there's a look on his face you can't quite decipher and that's the thing about jeonghan, you can never really tell if he's playing or not and you guess that's one of the things that attracted you to him.
"thatyou'retheoneihavefeelingsfornothim," you get the string of words out too quickly before turning away from him, face burning with embarrassment.
jeonghan lets out a little laugh then he spins you back to look at him and he leans in so close that your lips are almost touching, his glassy eyes staring straight into yours. your breath hitches at the sudden closeness and you freeze, unable to look away from him.
"i didn't quite catch that," you can smell the alcohol in his breath. "say that again?"
you take a deep breath and try to speak but starts tripping over your own words instead, unable to form a coherent sentence. so you do the next best thing you can think of — you pull him towards you until his lips are on yours and you can taste the flavour of whatever he was drinking on your own tongue.
"did you catch that now?" you ask breathlessly.
"yeah i actually caught that the first time, and all the other times before." he admits playfully before pressing another kiss on your lips. "i just wanted to hear you say it."
💌 request open!
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝟖𝟔 26. the athenaeum
JAY HAD GONE THROUGH NUMEROUS INTERVIEWS IN HIS LIFE; THIS WASN'T ANYTHING HE HADN'T EXPERIENCED BEFORE.
The Athenaeum, which was the building designated for the Order members, looked grand on the outside, but it was even more magnificent on the inside. The living space was adorned with decorative sculptures and Corinthian pillars, and a spiraling staircase led to several upper levels. Jay swallowed hard when he realized that he would be living here if he was selected. That would surely make it harder to hide that he was only here for his assignment.
He walked in at 8:06 p.m. on the dot, hoping he had made the right decision, and a little anxious knot unraveled in his chest when Kim Jennie approached him with a pleased smile.
"Right this way to your interview, Jay," she said in a sweet voice, although her smile dropped as she tried to maintain a stoic expression.
In retrospect, the interview itself didn't sound too intimidating. A thirty minute interview with several people asking questions would go by quickly. But a room's worth of eyes were on him, and he felt his throat closing up. Surely, there were scarier things in the world than fifteen pretentious college students sizing him up, but Jay couldn't seem to think of anything but how stuffy the large room seemed to feel.
They were all sitting high above him, circling around the one chair in the middle of the room like a committee of vultures. They were all wearing dark cloaks with a golden wreath adorning the tops of their heads. It looked a little silly, but he tried not to stare too long at the headpieces.
Park Sungjin, Sunghoon's older brother, was seated right in the middle, eyes flitting between Jay and the sheet of paper in front of him. Jay looked around the room for a brief second, making eye contact with Jeonghan, who nearly cracked a smile before returning to looking impassive.
"Welcome to your interview, Jay," Sungjin began with an overwhelming air of authority, motioning for him to sit down. Jay cautiously took a seat, but he immediately felt swamped by everyone's gaze. "We've spent the past semester getting to know you and your accomplishments. All of us are quite familiar with your merit, but this interview is for us to get to know you on a deeper level to see if you have what it takes to be part of our next delegation."
Before Jay could even open his mouth to respond, Sungjin turned to the member to his right, asking, "Baekhyun, would you like to start us off?"
Byun Baekhyun nodded before leaning forward on his forearms. "Jay, if you could be president, during which historical event would it be?"
Jay almost gawked at him. Almost.
He treated the question as if it was any other professional interview question, though. If the Order was taking it seriously, then he had to, as well.
"Probably during the Great Depression," he answered after a few moments of pondering. "I would've done the opposite of whatever Hoover did with his laissez-faire approach, meaning more government intervention, more relief efforts, and less tariffs. Without the Great Depression, Germany probably wouldn't become fascist, so they would have no reason to form a huge army and start the second world war."
"Nice answer," Sungjin praised, which left a surge of relief flooding Jay's chest. "Jisoo?"
The pretty senior smiled coyly, scooting up in her seat to ask, "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?"
Jay seriously thought this was all some sort of sick joke. What kind of question was that? Had he been taking all of this way too seriously?
"Maybe one of those Moon Trees," he said. "I think it's pretty cool that the seeds were still viable after going to the moon and back."
Kim Taehyung was next to ask a question, clearing his throat loudly to cover up Jeonghan whispering to Xu Minghao about where they could find a Moon Tree seed.
"Jay," Taehyung started, "if you could slap any person—living or dead—who would you slap?"
Jay leaned back in his chair, taken aback by the question. Was there a correct way to go about such a question? Could he really just list any person? He could perhaps say Hitler or Stalin, but that was stupid; anyone would slap those two if they were given the choice.
He could go for a more entertaining route, but Jay's mind was currently blanking and he could only think of one person that would have been completely inappropriate to blurt out. He knew you told him to be honest, but honesty would probably do him more harm than good.
However, the seconds were ticking by, and Jay was suddenly overly-conscious of everyone's blank stares. His heart started to beat faster when he realized that everyone was waiting for him to respond.
"Park Sunghoon."
Jay didn't even realize the words actually came out of his mouth until he noticed that the room was dead silent. As if he wasn't nervous already, his blunder made his heart beat against his rib cage like a drum while his palms grew clammy.
It was over.
There was no recovering from such a royal fuck-up. Jay had to find another way to go about this mission. He would have to tell his client that he failed. Maybe he would finally be let go, but then he would have to leave—
A snicker. Then another. And another.
Soon, the entire room had burst into laughter over Jay's answer, including Park Sungjin. Although most of them still looked as if they were in disbelief, they found it absolutely hysterical.
Kim Doyeon, who was currently wiping tears from the corners of her eyes, fought down giggles as she said, "We need you to elaborate."
"Looks like your brother pissed someone off again," Oh Sehun joked, nudging Sungjin from behind.
Sungjin returned a half-grin before folding his arms across his chest and looking down at Jay. "I'd like to hear why, too."
"Uh..." Jay was floundering for an excuse, buying himself time by rubbing his nose. He surely couldn't mention anything that had gone down between Sunghoon and you, so he thought back to a previous memory with the junior. "He puked on my new shoes last semester and never acknowledged it after that. I had to clean them by hand, and he puked on them again."
More laughter chorused from the fifteen of them, and Jay felt a little relieved that he managed to come up with a believable excuse to throw them off. As dumb as their questions were, he almost got himself into trouble there.
Once Sungjin managed to calm down the rest of the members, he shot Jay an apologetic look. "Sorry about them. This is supposed to be a professional interview." He shot pointed looks around the room, but even he wasn't taking his own words seriously. "None of us have ever laughed this hard over an interview question. How about we move onto Minghao?"
Minghao, who Jay couldn't tell was smiling because of his answer about wanting to punch Sunghoon or because Jeonghan had finally shut up about the Moon Trees, straightened his back and squared his shoulders. "Jay, how would you describe the color yellow to someone who's blind? You can take your time to think about this one before you answer."
Jay frowned as he thought long and hard about Minghao's question. It wasn't that it was anything challenging to answer, but he was never really a big fan of the color yellow in the first place.
Sunshine. Dandelions. Canaries. Sunflowers.
Sunshine—but he wasn't really keen on bright, blinding sunlight. Jay more so enjoyed the yellow hues of a sunset or a sunrise. He supposed people associated the color yellow with happiness, but he couldn't really see it.
And then he thought harder about those bright yellows, wondering what it was about the vibrance that made people feel so much joy. He furrowed his brows, and then it came to him all at once.
It wasn't the sunshine itself. Sure, maybe it was a contributing factor, but he remembered that hike he went on while he was back in Washington for winter break. You were standing on a large tree root with your hands on your hips, squinting up at the brilliant sun before nearly tripping over your feet and then laughing hysterically. Something warm and joyful exploding in his chest back then, making him wish he could freeze time.
Maybe that was yellow.
"When you're sad, you say you feel blue," he responded, "so I'd tell a blind person that yellow is their happiest memory. It's like that feeling you get when you look up at the sun and feel its heat on your face, or seeing someone you care for smile really big."
(He swore he could hear Bae Joohyun cooing at his answer from the left end of the room.)
"I think we'll have to wrap this up soon because the next interview is gonna be soon," Sungjin said. "Jennie, would you like to take this one?"
"I can," she said with a nod. "Jay, can you tell me your interpretation of how the name 'Order of Kryptos' came to be?"
Rather than his mouth going dry this time, Jay was more than ready to answer this question—a real question, unlike the previous icebreakers he had been getting. He had done his research far before he even started going to networking events for the Order.
"If I remember correctly, Kryptos is in reference to the sculpture by Jim Sanborn—the one outside the CIA headquarters. It contains four messages, the first three being solved and the fourth remaining one of the most famous unsolved codes in the world," Jay explained. "The name 'Kryptos' itself is the ancient Greek word for 'hidden,' so I believe your society's goals revolve around seeking intelligence and discovering the unknown."
"And what do you think the number 786 signifies?"
"The passcode to the building?"
"Correct."
"Seven-eight-six..." he mumbled, trying to rack his brain for an answer. "The sculpture contains a total of 1,800 characters and only 768 of them are decoded. That's the only connection I can make in my head that relates to 786. Other than that, I don't really know."
Jennie smiled. "Thank you, Jay."
He swallowed thickly. Did he mess up? No, he couldn't have. Jay had been on thin ice when he said he'd punch Sunghoon, but everything else, for the most part, had gone smoothly. There was no possible way he had any idea of knowing what the passcode was for.
"That concludes your interview, Jay," Sungjin said. "We are still deciding on when we're starting Tap Week, so we'll reach out with more information once we've solidified plans. Thank you for meeting with us today."
"Thank you," Jay echoed through the dry mouth and slack tongue.
He went around giving everyone firm handshakes before walking out of the Athenaeum. Although he didn't feel like his interview went terrible, Jay had a sinking feeling that his answer about Sunghoon was going to come back to bite him.
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SUMMARY ▸ private investigator jay park just wants to complete his mission quietly and move on with his life. you, his new assignment who keeps consuming his thoughts, don't make that very easy for him.
AUTHOR'S NOTE ▸ SORRY WILL ANSWER ASKS WHEN I WAKE UP! so eepy rn
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KAZUHA: # enchanted.
word count. 0.8k. genre. meet-cute!
song request by @milkstore: enchanted — taylor swift.
warnings. mentions of alcohol/drunkenness. (girl help why is beidou always drunk in my fics.)
✧ written for my event, tuned to the world’s sounds. submissions are still open! write a genshin fic based off of a song and it will be added to a masterpost after july 31! ✧
That night, Kazuha Kaedehara saved your life.
Festivals had never been your thing. Sitting on the edge of the gathering by the rail of the dock, you sipped a drink and nodded along to a storyteller who had unfortunately gained a portion of your otherwise unoccupied attention. The harbour was sparkling from the light of the lanterns floating over the water. You tried to enjoy them, but your mind continued to drift to how dull the occasion was. You were alone at Lantern Rite, again, and waiting for it to end, again.
Neither you nor anyone else at the celebration was prepared for the assault of multiple groups of treasure hoarders.
Chaos broke out, people scrambling to escape and bandits preventing them from doing so. Only so many from the crowd had weapons to draw to fend off the attack. In the distance a group of sailors seemed to have nothing but their fists at the ready. A woman with a greatsword who you knew to be the Captain of the Crux was using her vision to destroy any treasure hoarders that dared to attack near her.
You, still by the rail of the dock, were quickly cornered. “Drop all your valuables at my feet!” the bandit shouted at you.
Before you had a chance to respond, a glowing silhouette intervened, striking the treasure hoarder with a blast of wind. Your drink was blown out of your hand and your hair out of its place. The figure caught your drink and handed it to you, perfectly unspilt, and smiled at you.
“Are you alright?”
Your jaw dropped. The stranger had long light hair pulled back into a ponytail with red streaks, flowing clothes of an Inazuman samurai, and the kindest eyes you had ever seen.
“Thanks, I’m… alright,” you said, looking at the drink that had been returned to your hand. “My drink…”
“Wouldn’t want it to spill, right?” He smiled. “Seems to be the only thing keeping you company over here.”
You tilted your head, a chuckle in your voice. “Well, yeah, now that you’ve beat up that treasure hoarder.”
The two of you glanced at the bandit, who was face down on the dock, groaning. Beyond him, it looked like the rest of the treasure hoarders had run off or been dealt with. The crew of the Crux sure knew how to hold their own.
“I can keep you better company, if it would please you,” the stranger told you. “My name is Kaedehara Kazuha. I am a wandering samurai from Inazuma, currently with the Crux Fleet.”
You told him your name.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He gave you a valiant bow.
“The pleasure is mine. O knight in shining armour,” you said, offering him a smile.
“Knight! I hope you do not know me firstly by my skills in combat. Here, I shall tell you a Haiku I was thinking of before the attack, and you may remember me by it.”
The poem Kazuha told begged your gaze to latch upon the lanterns above the Harbour. You found that you were seeing the golden lights differently now… as “flickering soul lights” dancing over the sea, “called by mourning wind.” It was sentimental but powerful. The occasion seemed to soak up meaning just by way of the words he uttered. Your heart was racing and your fingers were trembling with a strange elation; it was like a resurrection of your own soul.
You shared with him a smile that you hoped would communicate these feelings.
“Yo, Kazuha! Who’s caught your attention over there!” a female voice shouted, drowning out your shining thoughts.
He simply waved at Captain Beidou and turned back to you. But now you saw that the two of you were being approached by the Captain, whose greatsword was slung over her shoulder and whose steps were a bit blundered by her intoxication. You had nothing against the Captain but were feeling dread all the same.
You would have to force a smile for Captain Beidou, and return to your lonely misery. But you were not prepared to do so. You did not want to leave this spirited state that Kaedehara Kazuha had brought you to.
“I’m sorry,” you told him, “I’ve got to go.” You opened your mouth to say something else, but caught sight of the approaching Captain in the corner of your eye. Without another word, you hurried off.
You did not hear how Captain Beidou asked Kazuha who you were. Nor did you see how brightly he smiled, watching you leave. You did not hear him say, “A bewitching soul,” nor Beidou reply, “Whatever that means, you little flirt.”
You were instead focused on the words still resting on your tongue, longing to be spoken: “It was enchanting to meet you.”
author's note. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TAYLOR SWIFT HAS GOOD MUSIC LOVED THIS SM!!!!!!!
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TIGHNARI: # second life.
word count. 1.3k. genre. coworkers to lovers? whump confession.
overview. after your confession to tighnari goes exceptionally poorly, you move away from gandharva ville, change your job, and try to forget. however, he comes looking for you in sumeru city.
author's note. oops i wrote another tighnari fic. kinda like him or whatever. he's cool. anyways i have a thing for confessions in the rain so we went with it, enjoy feeling slightly sad and then slightly satisfied in this brainrot-drunk fic. reblogs are appreciated as always!
Your entire disposition shifted helplessly the moment you realized Tighnari was in front of your stall, arms crossed and eyes dark. As your breath hitched, you attempted to neutralize your face—but it was impossible, it was hopeless, to prevent the shake in your voice.
“Good afternoon. What can I get for you?”
He met your eyes with a calculated smile. “Hello, Y/N. May I speak with you on your next break?”
You pursed your lips fleetingly. “No, I will be busy.”
He exuded frustration but you both seemed to try to ignore it. “I have to explain…”
So he was also haunted by the scene that had prompted your permanent absence from Gandharva Ville. He was also haunted by how it happened, although you were quite sure if given another chance he would have said the exact same thing to you and the outcome would have been the same.
“Can I get anything else for you?”
“Well…” He sighed, studying the shop’s goods. “Tell me, how fresh are these Niloptala Lotuses?”
“Picked this morning.”
“I’ll have a dozen.”
You kept your eyes on the lotuses as you packaged them for him, carefully folding the leaves on each to protect the small flower within. In a small, watertight box, you organized them in three lines of four, carefully covered it with a straw lid, and pushed it towards him. “That will be forty thousand mora.”
He paid you, and you felt the shape of something in your hand that was not a coin. Before you could understand what it was, and try to give it back to him, he had carried off his vessel and disappeared. But now you wished he would come back, because you had realized it was a note. It read “Collei, of all people, urged me to come to the Bazaar and find you so that I would ‘stop being so miserable.’”
You folded the note and pocketed it, scanning the crowds for any sign of him.
It didn’t make sense. Did he want you to come back to the village, and forget about what had happened? Was he hoping you had gotten over your feelings for him by now, and that you were willing to be a Ranger again?
It wasn’t going to work. Your feelings, if anything, had grown stronger, overpoweringly so. That had been the reason you’d left, hoping in vain that a job unconnected to the Forest Rangers would permit you some distraction. You could think of it so clearly, the hot tears that had been on your face as you had finally said it. “I’m afraid I’ve fallen in love with you, Tighnari,” you’d said. “I’ve fallen in love with you.”
You remembered how his hand holding the beaker of pollen concentrate had frozen, how he’d said nothing for a terrible minute.
He looked up at you, his eyes… fearful? You still couldn’t decide what you had seen in his expression, although you had certainty it hadn’t been positive.
“You can’t,” he had said. “You don’t know me.”
“I—I know you well enough.”
His voice had been cold, and his expression had turned adamant. “You don’t.”
You had thought about this nearly every day since. It had been weeks, and it still gripped and squeezed your heart every time.
Your break came, and you took it promptly. You would find him, if only to tell him you were sorry you had been in his life. You spotted, with some awkwardly elaborate ducking, Collei and a few other Forest Rangers. If they saw you, they’d try to connect with you again, and you couldn’t bear it. News of the angstful aforementioned events, you were sure, had spread between Rangers. Oh, it was humiliating.
You continued out of the Bazaar. It was raining in Sumeru city today, and you were grateful for the Bazaar’s cover. You now regretted not bringing with you any kind of hat or umbrella, as your uniform was going to be drenched.
You did not know where Tighnari might be since he did not appear to be in the Bazaar. You had headed to the South entrance, struck with the idea that perhaps his acquaintance Rohawi would know—maybe he had stopped to greet him, and shared at least the purpose of the visit to Sumeru City visit.
But you didn’t get far. The rain picked up, and you immediately found shelter as it was necessary. Said shelter happened to be the overhang on the side door of the Jewler’s shop. You rested against one of the pillars, and wiped some rain off of the top of your head.
Then, you stared.
Tighnari stared back at you from beside the opposite pillar, hair also dripping to the wooden floor.
“Tighnari—”
“Y/N—”
You both went quiet, and then he sighed.
“I’m sorry.”
You shook your head. “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sprung that on you, it was… You may be right that I can’t love you with how little I know about you, but I… I can’t help it Tighnari, and I’m afraid that ruined everything.”
“But it’s my fault you misunderstood,” he said. “You are the first to confess to me in such a way, and it caught me off guard. However, that does not excuse how I reacted.”
“You were being honest.”
“I was being brackish. I did not take the time to acknowledge your emotions, nor my own, as I responded in the logical and cruel way that is most natural for me.”
As a contrast to the bustling, noisy marketplace atmosphere that you had been speaking over earlier, the thunder and rain were isolating. You seemed to be the only voices in the tunnel of weather. “But you were still right. I didn’t know you well enough to understand… and how can I defend my feelings for you then?”
Tighnari reached for your hand, hesitating only an inch before he grabbed it. Then, he lifted it and covered it with his other hand. “The truth is,” he said, “I feel a certain kind of way for you that I’ve not felt for anyone in a long time. It is… frightening. But—” He looked you in the eyes earnestly, “--You have to understand that I don’t know you as well as I would like to. I would like to know so much about you so that I may love all of you. I would like to study you, your likes and dislikes, your fears, your passions. I want to know what makes you tick, Y/N. I want to be with you so that I can observe you, and so that you might, in return, get to know me, too.”
You wanted to ask him if he meant it, but you knew the answer. His eyes said the rest.
“May I hug you, Tighnari?” you said, unable to think of anything else.
His voice broke as he said, “Of course you may, my dear friend.”
You finally stepped forward and embraced Tighnari, finding the dampness of your clothing only comforting, somehow. He smelled like the trees, and rain, and home. He held you sturdily and decidedly, one hand on the center of your back and one on the back of your head. He was unwilling to let you go until his heat had warmed you some.
When you finally released, he took your face in his hands and planted a sweet kiss on your forehead.
“May I get to know you, Y/N?”
author's note. when i wrote the bit with the note i couldn't help but think about a "new item acquired: tighnari's note" notification on the side of the screen LAFKHLADS
#oh no heather has a new love in genshin#i started a sumeru quest after i finished the inazuma one (finally)#and i met tighnari for the first time !!!! pls he's the most precious i love him#this fic is so cute im in love w it#—* ♡ heather's library
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝟖𝟔 24. white lies
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SUMMARY ▸ private investigator jay park just wants to complete his mission quietly and move on with his life. you, his new assignment who keeps consuming his thoughts, don't make that very easy for him.
TAG LIST ▸ @zdgx1 @smouches @heesdazed @teawithbucky @leep0ems @peachpie4you @niniissus @kgneptun @jaeyunluvr @hooniesuniverse @zerasari @enhalov @sophiko22 @iselltulips @hoondiors @baekhyunstruly @jays-property @woninluv @heerinnie @fakeuwus @yizhoutv @en-happiness @theothernads @y4wnjunz @dammit-jjk @en-happiness @mari-oclock @enhypens-baby @soonyoungblr @jakeslvt @taetaenic @jebetwo @fairysungx @hsgwrld @shmooooo @ineedsomezzz @mrowwww @enha-stars @isawritesss @seongclb @lockburn-castle @alyssajavenss @enczen @calumsfringe @w3bqrl @luvyev @uhsakusa @luvnicho @wildflowermooon @navsnct
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do u ever read a fic so good that you're shouting at ur phone 💀
#— * ♡ heather talks 💕#i was reading an sm au this morning and i was like SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH and my bf was like who rf u shouting at#and i was like BITCH THIS FIC
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝟖𝟔 23. out-testosteroned
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SUMMARY ▸ private investigator jay park just wants to complete his mission quietly and move on with his life. you, his new assignment who keeps consuming his thoughts, don't make that very easy for him.
TAG LIST ▸ @zdgx1 @smouches @heesdazed @teawithbucky @leep0ems @peachpie4you @niniissus @kgneptun @jaeyunluvr @hooniesuniverse @zerasari @enhalov @sophiko22 @iselltulips @hoondiors @baekhyunstruly @jays-property @woninluv @heerinnie @fakeuwus @yizhoutv @en-happiness @theothernads @y4wnjunz @dammit-jjk @en-happiness @mari-oclock @enhypens-baby @soonyoungblr @jakeslvt @taetaenic @jebetwo @fairysungx @hsgwrld @shmooooo @ineedsomezzz @mrowwww @enha-stars @isawritesss @seongclb @lockburn-castle @alyssajavenss @enczen @calumsfringe @w3bqrl @luvyev @uhsakusa @luvnicho @wildflowermooon @navsnct
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