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basketprutas · 2 months

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No magic tricks... Just me. ˚*･༓☾

Characters: Lyney x reader (no gender-specific terms were used!)

Genre: fluff. nothing else just have fluff as an apology for my lack of posts 😭

Now playing... Bewitched by Laufey!

Despite the numerous things Lyney has seen himself, nothing else can be as beautiful as you.

He’s a simple man; he wants nothing more than him and his siblings to be safe and happy. But sometimes he wants to be greedy and take something for himself, just this once.

But it never happens.

That is until he sees you.

When you just met, to the trial, he felt nothing but awe. Someone was willing to go as far as helping him despite knowing each other for just a day. Sure, you as a traveler had a reputation around town, but seeing you for yourself changed everything.

He wanted to know you more, and see how things unfold by that point, but he didn’t expect to tell you the actual truth of his upbringing. It’s unbearable; you just started to know him, and now you know he is with the house of the hearth, someone who was in close relations with “the knave.”

The look on your face said it all for him. Heightened with emotions, he felt lost.

For once, he was unsure of how things would unfold now that you knew.

But for the first time, he didn’t want to hide it. He didn’t want to hide it from you- Because you gave him hope that someone with a background like yours could understand or sympathize with him.

So even if he saw that look from you, he wanted to make up for it.

And damn right he did, from finishing the trial, he felt so much relief to see your smiling face and he wanted nothing but to frame that moment right then and there. “Thank you, for believing in me.” He said. With all that said and done, he wanted to put this behind him and finally get to know you.

You and Lyney went around town, with his frequent magic tricks entertaining you now and then. While it was an act to garner your attention, he wanted you to look in between the lines. Rainbow roses aren’t something someone just gifts to you with no meaning at all.

Enamored, you kept the rose in your room and looked at it every night before bed. Lyney’s presence was very felt, and it felt so natural. You await the next time you saw him.

Weekly encounters became daily, and Lyney was always with you in your journey around Fontaine. You didn’t mind, he was great company and you had a blast with him when you would do commissions for the guild.

But when it was time for you to leave, he didn’t know what to do.

So on the late cold night, two days before you leave for your next journey, he knocks at your door in a hurry.

You open the door, half asleep and confused. “Lyney? Did something happen?” You ask. “Yes, please come with me, it’s an… emergency.” He says with urgency. He holds your hand and you both walk the quiet streets of Fontaine. With the shops closed, Fontaine never looked so ominous. The bright shine of the moon beneath the both of you, Lyney hurriedly brought you to the middle of the street. “Lyney can you please explain what’s going on?” You ask as he drags you around. “We’re near, hold on.” He says.

When he finally stops, you’re confused as he sits you down on one of the benches. “What now?” You ask, really worried that something might have happened while you slept.

He breathes in, and out as he says “You’re leaving right?” with a solemn look on his face. “I am…” You reply. “You know, when I met you, all I could think of was a firework.” He laughs as he holds your hand. “And how is this relevant?” “Just let me finish!” He exclaims and you stay silent.

“You were something so… beautiful yet such a short glimpse. Just like a firework.” He made a small firework with his pyro vision on the palm of his hand.

“I’d heard about you before you even arrived here, and I was really interested in knowing more about you. And after the trial, I knew I had to take up every opportunity I could. And I did. And I thought you’d get the hint, get the clues I gave almost every single day but you didn't! You didn't…” He grips your hand tighter.

“And I'm tired of hiding this. So no more magic tricks… just me.” He breathes in.

“I like you. A lot. And I don't want you to go just yet because damn has t been the best months of my life! I spent all my life making sure my family was safe and sound and for once, I wanted to know if you were too.” His eyes looked deep into yours as he confessed.

You couldn’t believe it. “I… don't know what to say.” You laugh and smile at him. “You don’t have to say anything just… stay with me for a little longer. Please?” His pleading face was all it took for you to hug him tightly. He tensed, completely shocked at your touch. “Of course I will.” You reply and that’s all it took for him to hug you back. He nuzzled in your neck, unbelievably happy.

You spent another 30 minutes or so just watching the moon shine as you and Lyney all the times he tried ‘confessing’ his love for you and you couldn’t help but laugh. “That firework was a good touch. Touché.” You say and he laughs. “I'm a romantic at heart, can you blame me?”

As the night ended, he brought you back to your quarters and before he could leave, he kissed your forehead. “Goodnight, my little firework.” You smile, roll your eyes, and close the door, your heart filled with nothing but joy as you lay down that night.

END.

Notes: I am unbelievably sorry for not posting but I AM SORT OF KIND OF BACK I am not sure when I'll get back to posting but this is one of the drafts I made that I never continued so I finished it rn because I am bored and inspired. Hope you guys liked it!

I recently started writing again; click here to learn more about me ^-^

Inbox is always open for suggestions and comments. I'd be glad to try out any prompts you guys give!

-Clara

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basketprutas · 2 months

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I can't stop feeling, I want her love ♡

Prompt: Childe, captain of your rival school's soccer team, helps you clear out the soccer field and closes it up with you. Will he stop being an asshole? Probably not.

Characters: SoccerPlayer! Childe x Fem reader

Genre: Modern High School Sports AU, school rivals to something more?

Notes: This prompt was in my mind and I couldn't help but bring it to life. I hope y'all like this!

Now playing... She wants me (to be loved) by The Happy Fits!

Soccer practice was always fun but sometimes sharing the field with your rival team isn’t the best idea. You had no choice though, both your team and Childe’s booked the same field for the same time slot and now you had no choice but to practice with their team.

You’re not complaining, with the start of the season coming up next week, having a rough practice with his team can prep you and your team for what’s to come. It was a great match, with both teams doing their best until the very end. Though it ended with a tie, you and Childe were fine with the outcome. With both of your teams being the best out of all the other teams, you were expected to meet in the finals anyway.

Now late at night, the cold breeze blows through the field as both you and Childe pick up the balls all over the place. He was moving the cart for the soccer balls while you picked them up. Childe, of course, was being a piece of shit by teasing you as you went around the field.

“You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid.” He laughs as you pick up the balls. “Projecting now, are we?” You replied, not backing down from his usual antics. “Just admit it, you have a stupid little crush on me. You should just leave me alone, you know.” He nudges your shoulder. “While I would love to do so, you and I are unfortunately stuck together while we’re still in season.” You groan.

“You’re annoying, you know that right?” “I’m doing nothing but helping you clear out the field, Jesus.” “Whatever, you just wanna stare at my eyes all night long.” He teases, and your face turns more sour as he continues talking. “It’s funny how you always get upset so easily.” He added.

“And it’s frustrating how you sound like a fucking frat boy that’s desperate.” “Says the girl who can’t take a joke?” He stopped rolling the cart and when you picked up a ball, you threw a ball in his direction, a little harder than you anticipated. Childe grunts as the soccer ball hits his stomach, and you laugh it off.

“You trying to get me hurt or something?” He complains and you can’t help but feel bad. “Sorry, got caught up.” You say as you pick up more balls and shoot them to the cart. “God I hate you,” He replies. “Yeah of course you do.”

Once you and Childe gather all the soccer balls, both of you sigh in relief. All that’s left to do is to clear out the locker rooms and you can leave the field soon enough. The locker room was a mess, with scattered equipment here and there and some water bottles too. You start clearing the mess by starting with the trash.

“How the hell does everyone, even my own team, leave this place a mess.” You complain as you clean up. “Because we’re tired after training, is what it is,” Childe replies as he sees you struggle a little bit. “Need any help?”

“Just clear out the equipment over there.” You point at the scattered equipment and he nods as he starts to do what you asked. Feeling a little bit of awkwardness, Childe tries to stir up a conversation. “So uh, you going to the game of the other teams?” He asks hesitantly. “The others? I mean, they could never compete against us. Contrary to popular belief, I do believe you and your team are good.” You reply nonchalantly.

“Cocky, but seriously- you’re going?” He says as he puts back the last of the equipment. “Probably. Still need to look out for that one guy from Inazuma, looks promising.” “He is good, though he won’t have a chance to play considering he’s up against me and my team.” He laughs.

“Not unless my team wins first.” You say as you tie the last garbage bag. “Like you’ll actually win. I don’t know why you bother to try, honestly.” He rolls his eyes. “We may have lost last year but I swear this year is promising.” You reply as you remember last year’s finals.

“And how will things be different this year?” He teases. “You know what, let's make a bet. If your team wins, I’ll do whatever you want.” He adds, and you turn to face him. “I gain nothing from that. No thanks.” You grab your bags and lock up with him beside you.

“Psh you’re such a coward,” he laughs. “Who’s to say I don’t want something too? Let's just bet, come on captain.” Both of you were now walking out of the soccer field. “Excuse me?” You reply, staring at him in disbelief. “Did I stutter? If I win, have dinner with me. What’s so bad about that?” He smirks.

“You’re unbelievable, fine! If my team wins you’ll do whatever I want and if you win I'll eat dinner with you.” You say, defeated. He just never seemed to back down even in things as foolish as this. Childe does a little victory dance and you scowl and cringe as you watch him do so. “Oh, you are SOOO on. If you lose, prepare for the best dinner of your life.” “Whatever you say, Ajax. Have a good night.” You reply as you reach the exit of the field. “Goodnight captain!” He says as he runs over to his car.

The night may be over, but things just got interesting.

As you drive back home, you can’t help but laugh off everything that just happened.

Childe was always a tease, and even in previous games you would notice his tenacious energy. Your casual banter with him before and after games was always a pain in the ass, but no one can complain, after all, you and his teams were the best out there. You’d eventually see each other and be the finalists every season. Now with a little bet placed, you can’t help but feel a little motivation to do better than before.

Why did Childe make the bet in the first place? You could only guess.

END.

Notes: TEEHEE I felt so giddy writing this and I may or may not have another part already in the works... so if you guys actually want me to continue this ill post the next part soon enough >:) (also none of this is probably true to what soccer is but shhh for the sake of the story lets just say soccer does have equipment LMAO)

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basketprutas · 10 months

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Skitters in here because I love your writing aah! Can I request something fluffy with Diluc and/or Zhongli? ;u; What I'm asking is what if Diluc / Zhongli was helping his quiet s/o tie their corset for an occasion later on yes okay bye ////

When it’s time for a party...

Notes: Second request, thank you so much anon! It's been really fulfilling to know people like my works so much they want to request stuff from me ♡ I don't write fluff very often but I hope I got your request right. ps, read until the end for a surprise!

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Diluc would see you struggle getting in your corset, though he didn’t want to pry. When he heard your grunt of frustration, he knocked on your slightly open door and asked, “Need some help, my dear?”

He would carefully help you out with your corset, slowly adjusting the ribbon and making sure the corset hugged your figure well. He would tie it in a small ribbon, the ends being long.

When he finishes, he’d take a good look at you in the mirror and grab the nearest hair comb he sees. He would brush your hair, slowly, calmly, and you felt relaxed and relieved as he did so. “Lovely. Are you ready for tonight, now?” You nod, standing up to hug and kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you, Diluc.” As you hug each other, he sighs in content.

Zhongli would assist you in dressing up before he dresses up himself. You didn't ask him to help, he just naturally did. He would help you pick out the dress and corset you wanted to wear, and he’d be truthful to what he thinks looks bad on you, and what looks good on you. When it was time to wear the final outfit, he would help you out in wearing the corset, asking “is it comfortable? Too tight? Too loose?” and once he was done, the corset ribbon was carefully tied with the perfect ratio of the bow and the ends.

He left you after that to prepare himself, and you took that time to fix up your makeup. When he’s done wearing his suit, you walk up to him, fixing his bow tie. “You look splendid. Thank you for helping me out a while ago, Zhongli.”

He would give you a small kiss on the cheek as a reply and he’d hold your hand as you exited the place to go to the party.

addtl. Since anons request short-circuited my brain when I got the notification, here’s an added bonus! I hope you like this kind of content, and maaaayyybee ill write more things like this.

warning now: suggestive content. look away if you don’t wanna see this!

When it’s time for the party… Both of them edition ୨୧

Diluc would help you with your corset as Zhongli slowly put on your stockings for you. Both of them were delicate, giving small kisses around your shoulders and thighs as they both of them did so.

Zhongli would be kneeling in front of you as he fluffed up your skirt before you stood up, and he’d hand you your shoes like you were Cinderella, slowly helping you wear each heel.

Diluc would be behind you, putting his hands on your waist tightly as he fixed the corset to fit your frame. He would style your hair into a stylish bun, with a matching ribbon to match your outfit.

“Perfect.” The both of them said at the same time as they walked beside you to the party. Both men never removed their hands from your waist for the duration of the party.

Notes: I know anon asked for a soft fluffy prompt but I couldn't help but write a small suggestive section LOL I specifically wrote a ribbon part because I feel like the both of them would take note of those little details. Hope you guys liked this one (I wrote this while I was in a car LMFAOOO)

I recently started writing again; click here to learn more about me ^-^

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-Clara

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basketprutas · 10 months

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Hiii hello~! I'm not sure if this counts as a triggering or sensitive topic, if it is please feel free to ignore it ofc! ^^;

I was wondering how Tartaglia would react when he finds out reader is can't have children? He already knows having children of their own is a bit scary for her for multiple reasoning, but after trying to convince her, they give it a shot. Only to later find out... she can't have any kids. It devastated her only because she fears how Tartaglia would even view her and how crushed he must be feeling, knowing he's a family man and he probably dreamt of having a family with her for years?? (I like the childhood friends to lovers trope shh)

A good/comforting ending would be really nice.. reverse comfort sounds nice too.. I really want them both to be happy tbh :,-)

WHAT IF SERIES- REQUESTED! ✧*。

Now playing… Sweet Nothings by Taylor Swift

“And the voices that implore, you should be doing more, to you I can admit, that I'm just too soft for all of it.”

Content Warning: Heavy mentions of infertility, please don’t read if this topic is sensitive to you.

Genre: Tartaglia x Fem!reader who is a married couple but reader is infertile. Angst with happy ending. Reverse comfort in the midst of it all.

Notes: my first request! Hopefully I got it right to the nail. This is my first time writing this kind of topic, so apologies in advance for any discrepancies.

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“Don’t you want a family with me? Tell me, honestly, is this where you’re coming from? I would understand if you were scared of having kids but-”

“It’s because I can’t bear a child, okay?!” You stand in your kitchen island, head hung low. In the heat of the argument, you weren’t ready to say it to him, not when you just found out about it a few days ago yourself. Childe just looked at you, eyes wide open on the other side of the kitchen island. His hand which was bearing a fist was now gone.

“I went to the doctor. They said… I can’t. It’s not you, It’s not the both of us, it’s me. And I know you’ve been wanting this- God knows I wanted it too. But… Fuck.” You mutter, voice shaking. He didn’t waste any time to walk up to you and hug you. You held unto him tightly, now crying in his chest. He comforted you by rubbing his hand on your back while whispering “Shh, okay. Let's sit down on the couch.”

You stayed there on the couch, comforting one another for what felt like hours until Childe spoke up. “When did you find out?” He asks in a whisper. “The day before yesterday. I didn’t know how to tell you, but we were fighting over it again, and I got ahead of myself and just dropped it. I-I’m sorry.” You reply with no more tears left to cry. He continued to comfort you, nodding at what you said as the both of you hugged one another. “I understand now. I’m sorry too. For arguing about this, for everything.” He said.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The next few weeks the both of you tried to ignore the feeling lingering in your home, the feeling of loss. The loss of something that could’ve been, imagining that someone that could’ve been in your and Childe’s arms, trying to fall asleep as you cradled the baby the both of you should’ve had.

Nights fell silent, just a quick 'goodnight' from one another while Childe closes the bedroom lights. You stayed up late, thinking of how much grief you felt. You were grieving over a baby that wasn’t even born yet, but something else plagued your mind.

How does Tartaglia feel about all this? Despite everything, you knew he wanted this the most. And that thought crushes you; Does he feel regret in marrying you now that you can’t have his children? Does he not want you anymore after knowing that? Your sleepless nights consisted of those thoughts, left with more questions than answers.

But one night, staying awake in the bed you and Childe share, you heard a sniffle. You didn’t move, hoping to hear it again just to be sure. And you hear it again, and again until it stops. You hear Childe fix his position, and then you realize, is he crying?

“Ajax?” You whisper in the dark. You rarely use that name, but with emotions heightened that very night, you felt like it was appropriate. “Yes?” “Are you okay?” you turn to face him, despite not seeing anything, you knew he was also facing you. You heard another sniffle and immediately closed the space between the two of you to hug him. “Oh honey, I’m sorry…” You say, brushing your hand on his hair. He was now sobbing, the same way you did when you told him.

“What’s on your mind, hm? You can tell me all about it. I’m right here.” You say, still hugging him. “It’s nothing, what you said last week just really hit hard.” He confesses.

"You know it's been a dream of mine, right? To have kids, more specifically to have one with you myself, for years now... Hell, I even told you before we became a couple that you'll have my kids and I'll have yours." He jokes, trying to lighten up the mood.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. We’ll find another way around this, Ajax, I promise.” As you said these words, he felt safe and comforted. He nods, and stays in your hold, the heavy feeling slowly drifting away. Though some things were left unsaid, both of you knew that this moment solidified your relationship even more.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

For the next few months, you and Childe researched heavily on ways both of you can have Children. From fostering to adopting, there were many options that you had in mind, but you both agreed to try and adopt a small pet for now.

You were still debating whether or not the both of you wanted a cat or a dog, or maybe a reptile, or even a bird. So adopting an animal was on hold for a bit. One night, in a strong thunderstorm, you and Childe lay on the couch, watching a movie when you hear scratches on the front door. Confused, you look through the peephole, but you saw nothing. The scratches grew louder and louder until you opened the door out of frustration to see a small black-coloured kitten on your front porch, looking up at you.

“Childe, there’s a kitten.”

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

You kept the kitten of course, with it being adorably cute. You clearly saw how much this changed your and Childe's well-being. He’d buy one cat toy per week because the kitten kept breaking every single one. He would always groom the kitten, despite it not needing that much assistance. He would always prepare it's food, and silently watch as the kitten finishes the food. He'd always wipe the kitten's face after it ate.

You saw how happy he looked taking care of the kitten. Though it wasn’t exactly what you both had in mind, given the situation, it was enough.

One day, you went home to see Childe on the couch, lying down as the cat was sleeping peacefully on his chest.

You put down your things and went to the bathroom. Despite being notified of your infertility, you and Childe still tried. You knew you had to take a pregnancy test today, so you grabbed a test from your cupboard and did so.

After a few minutes, you barge out of the bathroom, pregnancy results in your hand. You run up to Childe, startling him and the kitten.

“Baby, I’m pregnant.”

END.

Notes: I actually enjoyed writing this prompt, and to be honest I thought of the kitten as scara LMAO hope you enjoyed it! Thanks once again anon for requesting.

I recently started writing again; click here to learn more about me ^-^

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basketprutas · 10 months

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WHAT IF? ✧*。

Somewhere down the road, we actually worked out?

Characters: Diluc & reader (no gender-specific terms were used)

Genre: lovers to exes so angst, tiny comfort if you squint. NOT set in an alternate universe.

Notes: First post, wow :0 Let me know what you think by sending something to my inbox!

Listen to this for maximum angst (Laufey - Promise) (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)

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"Then I guess I don't love you anymore."

Those words hurt. No, they stung. Diluc looked away, closing his eyes as he shook his head.

“So now what? Are we through? That’s it?” You ask, infuriated.

Your dynamic with DIluc has changed over the past few months. From playful bickering to clear, pure annoyance with one another. This fight wasn’t like the other fights you two would have. It was like everything changed so quickly, even though the both of you loved each other for years now.

But why can’t you move past this fight like the others?

“I guess we are.” He finally says.

Confused and mad, you turn around. “Okay then.” You breathe out, voice shaking. It hurt to let him go like this. Mad at one another, showing little to no care. You didn’t want to cry. Not at this point. So you left.

He watched you walk away.

He let you walk away.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The first few months after the breakup was manageable. You quickly disposed of everything that was related to him in your room. You would cry, but it was for drunken nights with the tone-deaf bard, drinking your sorrows away just to be better the next day.

Everything reminded him of you. Things you used to buy for one another, things only the both of you would understand.

But in the month of finally letting go of one another him, you never saw Diluc in the middle of Mondstadt. When you would visit angels share, he was never there. When you had to pass by the winery, he wasn’t there.

Maybe it was for the best that you didn’t see him.

But in the time you did see him again, was when you realized, it was right for him to let you walk away.

Because at that moment, eyes meeting and bodies freezing in place, is when you realize you really don’t love him anymore. At least, not in the way you used to.

You walk up to him and wave your hand. Diluc remained still.

“Hey.” You say, smiling. “It’s been a while.” “It has.” Was all he could reply. His shoulders were tense, eyes blinking at a rapid pace. “How have you been?”

“All good. I’m actually preparing for a trip. I’m traveling to Inazuma and might not come back for a while…” You admit.

His eye widen.

“You’re leaving?”

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The first few months of the breakup were horrible. He couldn’t accept it. You were gone, and he let it happen.

He didn’t mean what he said. Did he? His head hurt. He doesn’t know what day it is, but all he knows is that it’s another day without you by his side.

Would all of this be different if he asked you to stay? To come back to him, to take back everything he said?

But in the heat of the moment, he knew he told the truth.

The past few months before the breakup were nothing but horrible fights.

‘You’re ridiculous.’ he said. ‘And what, overreacting? You could’ve died out there, Diluc!’ You cried out. He sighed. ‘You know what I have to do for my job.’ ‘I know. But it doesn’t mean I’m okay with it.’

Memories like that played back in his mind, making him realize all you did was care for him. His heart hurt at the thought of it. In one way or another, you did everything to show him you cared, and he only realized it too late.

His nights were sleepless but filled with silent sobs.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

“Yeah. Inazuma looked like a good place to go. I'll definitely miss everyone here.” You say, smiling.

You were smiling when he remained in pain. You were okay, and he wasn’t. The thought crushed Diluc. You, happy without him?

“Stay safe, then.” He replies, trying to gain back his composure. “I will.”

“And Diluc,” You say before walking past him,

“Thank you. For everything. I wish you nothing but the best.”

You walked away this time on your own accord,

Leaving him back where you left him.

Or more like where he left you, this time in your place.

addtl.

He wrote you a letter. He couldn't take it. Even after a year, he didn't like the underlying emotions he felt after leaving everything unresolved.

You didn't respond.

He wanted to go to you; he needed to.

But with an unanswered letter just sitting on your table, left to collect nothing but dust,

He knew he couldn't.

END.

Notes:

So... how was it? I wrote this in a daze honestly I would write longer ones but I know if I did I wouldn't finish it so here's (to me at least) a short one.

Inbox is always open for suggestions and comments.

-Clara

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