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wondermilka · 4 months
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Ultimate Sacrifice
Neuvillette x Hydro Archon! Reader (FEM)
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Summary: The peace of Fontaine, at a cost
TW: Angst
Authors Note: I'm back and still with angst :)) Sorry for being inactive. This is also just a drabble because I just recently got back to genshin and fell in love with this guy at first sight 😍😍
WILL REWRITE SOON !
"You can't do this. There has to be another way."
You, resolute, replied, "It's the only path, Neuvillette. Fontaine deserves a chance to thrive without the burden of the prophecy"
"But you don't have to die for that! There must be another solution," Neuvillette urged, his ethereal form flickering with worry.
Your gaze remained firm. "I've seen the threads of destiny, Neuvillette. This is the only way for Fontaine to truly heal."
Neuvillette persisted, "I can't let you throw your life away! We can find another way together."
Tension filled the space as you shook your head. "It's my duty as the Archon. Fontaine needs a future free from this prophecy.."
In the final moments, Neuvillette pleaded, "Y/N, please reconsider."
But you, with a soft smile, whispered, "Thank you for everything, Neuvillette," preparing yourself before she was hit by the sword of judgement, embracing the sacrifice that will free Fontaine.
As your essence faded, Neuvillette, now alone in your consciousness, whispered, "Rest well, Y/N. Fontaine will flourish, but at the cost of your noble sacrifice."
In the world of Fontaine, a renewed energy blossomed, and Neuvillette, now the guardian of Hydro, ensured the archon's sacrifice was not in vain.
Rain started to pour and cover the land. "I hope this was the ending you wanted."
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wondermilka · 9 months
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We're Fading
Pairing : Kaveh x gn!reader
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Sypnosis : Your relationship suffered because of the long-distance.
TW : angst, implied break up
Your heart pounded with anticipation as you sat by your laptop, waiting for a message from Kaveh to appear on the screen. It had been days since you last spoke, and the once vibrant connection between you now felt like a fading echo.
The long-distance relationship had taken its toll, leaving you with a never ending sense of doubt and insecurity.
One evening, your friends gathered around you in the living room, trying to cheer you up. But their smiles masked the unease they felt about the situation.
It was then that one of your friends, Sara, hesitated for a moment before showing you her phone.
On the screen was a picture of Kaveh, laughing and having fun with a group of people, including a girl who seemed to be getting a bit too close for your comfort.
Your heart sank as you stared at the photo. Your mind raced with questions and doubts. Why hadn't Kaveh mentioned this outing to you? Was he hiding something from you?
The photo seemed to confirm your worst fears – that Kaveh was growing distant and maybe even interested in someone else.
Trying to fight back tears, you excused yourself and retreated to your room. You didn't know how to confront Kaveh about the photo without sounding accusatory, but you couldn't keep the turmoil inside any longer.
Late at night, when you couldn't suppress your emotions any further, you finally mustered the courage to call Kaveh. As the phone rang, your heart trembled with fear of what you might discover.
"Hey, Y/N," Kaveh's voice greeted you warmly, oblivious to the turmoil in your heart.
"Hey," You replied, trying to sound calm despite your trembling voice. "I saw a photo today... with you and some girl."
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, and your heart sank even further.
"Oh, that," Kaveh finally spoke, his tone unsure. "She's just a friend. We were hanging out with a group, and someone took a picture."
You felt a mix of relief and lingering doubt. You didn't want to jump to conclusions, but the lack of communication between you had fueled your fears.
"Kaveh, I miss you," You admitted, tears streaming down your cheeks. "But it feels like we're drifting apart, and I don't know what to do."
Kaveh's voice softened, "I miss you too, Y/N. The distance has been tough on both of us, but it doesn't mean I don't love you. I promise I'll make an effort to communicate more, and we can work through this together."
But as the days turned into weeks, the communication between you and Kaveh didn't improve as you had hoped.
The insecurities and doubts weighed heavily on both of you, and your once passionate love began to fade.
You mustered the courage to bring up your concerns again, only to be met with silence from Kaveh. The message went unreplied, and the silence stretched on for days.
Your heart shattered, realizing that Kaveh had grown tired and had given up on the relationship.
Unable to bear the pain any longer, you made the difficult decision to let go.
You sent Kaveh one final message, pouring your heart out, but it was left unanswered like so many before.
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wondermilka · 9 months
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Wrong Pursuit
Pairing : Scaramouche x fem! reader
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Sypnosis : You are the mother of his child.
TW : angst, mentions of pregnancy, one night stand
‼️ THIS IS RE WRITTEN ‼️
It was a party that brought you and Scaramouche together.
The night was filled with laughter, flirtation, and flowing champagne, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality.
Amidst the soft glow of the ballroom, you indulged in a passionate moment that left you feeling both intoxicated with desire and burdened with regret.
Weeks passed, and the consequences of that fateful night became evident. You discovered you were pregnant with Scaramouche's child.
Fear and uncertainty overwhelmed you as you grasped the seriousness of the situation. You understood that Scaramouche didn't have genuine feelings for you; he was merely a charming and elusive presence in your life.
Terrified of facing rejection, you decided to keep the pregnancy hidden, not wanting to burden Scaramouche with a responsibility he never asked for.
You sought comfort in your own world, preparing for the baby's arrival while keeping the truth concealed from everyone, including Scaramouche.
As the months went by, the weight of the secret became almost unbearable for you to carry.
You yearned for Scaramouche's love, but deep down, you knew it was an impossible wish.
You had willingly fallen for a man who thrived in shadows, a man who never had any intention of staying.
The baby finally arrived, a beautiful and innocent reminder of that night of passion.
Your heart swelled with love for the tiny life you held in your arms, but it also ached with the knowledge that the baby's father would never be a part of your lives.
One day, fate played its cruel hand, bringing Scaramouche back into your life unexpectedly.
He had come to the same city on a mission, and by sheer chance, he crossed paths with you. You couldn't hide the truth any longer, not when the evidence was right in front of him.
Scaramouche's eyes widened as he looked at the baby in your arms, connecting the dots in his mind.
He felt a mix of shock and confusion, realizing the gravity of the situation he had unknowingly become a part of. But Scaramouche was not the type to be tied down by responsibilities or emotions.
"I can't be a father," Scaramouche said coldly, avoiding your pleading gaze. "I never signed up for this. It was a one-night stand, nothing more."
Your heart shattered into a million pieces, your worst fears confirmed. The man you had fallen for was not the knight in shining armor you had envisioned, but a callous figure who only cared for his own desires.
"I never asked you to be," You replied, your voice breaking. "But this baby deserves to know their father."
Scaramouche shook his head dismissively. "My life is not meant for family and commitment. I live a dangerous life, and I won't let a child be a burden to it."
With that, Scaramouche turned and walked away, leaving you standing there, holding your child, feeling utterly abandoned and heartbroken.
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wondermilka · 9 months
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Fading Hearts
Pairing : Alhaitham x fem! reader
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Summary : you are in an arranged marriage with Alhaitham.
TW : angst, no comfort.
→ royal era
a/n: im back and with angst ;)
At the break of dawn, you were awoken and the maids immediately came to prepare you for an important journey to the royal palace. She explained that you were to be married to Alhaitham, the sole heir to the throne.
The reason behind this arranged marriage was that the present king insisted Alhaitham could only ascend to the throne after getting married.
Although he had two more years before taking on the responsibilities of rulership, the king struck a deal with your parents.
Due to your family's unwavering loyalty to the royal family for generations and their status as the strongest noble family in the kingdom, they readily agreed to this arrangement without hesitation.
This decision was made even though your parents had little regard for you, their youngest daughter, as you didn't possess the same talents as your older sister.
Despite that, you were sent off to the palace with no possessions, expected to bring nothing but yourself for this pivotal union.
Upon meeting Alhaitham, it became evident that he embodied qualities of duty, honor, and responsibility. He had earned high praise for his governance skills, making him the ideal candidate to ascend to the throne.
From the very day of their wedding, Alhaitham showed no regard for you. Viewing your marriage as a mere political alliance, he paid you little attention, if any at all.
Due due to the demands of his royal responsibilities, Alhaitham often had to leave you behind in your luxurious yet isolated residence, leaving you little time to truly get to know each other.
Understanding the situation, you yourself recognized that your marriage was a legal union rather than one rooted in love. You knew better not to expect anything more from him.
After all, you were nothing but the despised daughter of your family, sent away to wed the heir without your will.
Despite Alhaitham's indifference, you refused to give up on your marriage. You spent your days learning about your husband's interests, hoping to find some common ground that would connect you. You tried to be the perfect wife, preparing his favorite meals, and making sure the palace was a welcoming place for him to return to.
Yet, every time Alhaitham returned from his official duties, he would greet you with a cold nod, barely acknowledging your efforts. It was evident that his heart was elsewhere.
Alhaitham's friend, Kaveh, who was also his trusted advisor, noticed the growing rift between the couple.
He could see the pain in your eyes, hidden behind a forced smile, and the emotional detachment in Alhaitham's actions.
Kaveh confronted Alhaitham, urging him to give their marriage a chance, reminding him that you were a worthy partner who deserved love and respect.
However, Alhaitham remained unwavered, shutting himself off from his emotions. He could not bring himself to love you, and he didn't wish to deceive you with false affection.
He believed that fulfilling his duty as future king was enough, even if it meant living a marriage devoid of love.
He told himself that he must get divorced once he settles down on the throne. But for the meantime, he'll have to hold on for the remaining 2 years.
As the months turned into years, your spirit slowly faded. You continued to put on a facade of happiness for the sake of the kingdom and Alhaitham's reputation, but inside, your heart was breaking.
The once lively and spirited woman was now a shadow of her former self, worn down by the unrequited love and loneliness.
One fateful evening, Alhaitham returned home with a heavy heart. Kaveh had advised him to reconsider his stance, but Alhaitham remained firm.
As he stepped into the palace, he noticed you sitting by the window, tears streaming down your cheeks. The sight pierced his heart, but he couldn't bring himself to console you.
"I'm sorry." Alhaitham whispered as he walked past you without a word, retreating to his study.
You knew that nothing would change; your hopes of gaining his favor and trust were shattered.
You understood that you were simply a pawn in a political game, and Alhaitham's heart had no interest for you.
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wondermilka · 10 months
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Tragedy Of A God
Pairing : Zhongli x gn! reader
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Synopsis : Zhongli sacrifices you for the sake of his nation.
Warning : angst , no comfort , death implied
" My nation is very dear to me "
" Dearer than I? "
" Yes. "
With your remaining strength, you desperately extended your bloodied hand towards the man before you.
His gaze lacking of warmth, his face displaying an unyielding expression as he held your fading body.
The icy pierce in his eyes is enough to shatter your heart into countless fragments.
Zhongli, the man you had loved with all your heart, had made the unimaginable choice. He had chosen his nation over you, over your love.
With each labored breath, he managed to whisper, "My nation is very dear to me." His grip on you tightened.
Your voice laced with regret as you replied, "Dearer than I?"
The pain in his eyes matched the ache in your voice as he mustered the strength to reply, "I'm afraid dearer than you."
Tears cascaded down your cheeks, mingling with the blood that stained your trembling hands.
"I love you," you choked out, the words weighted with both heartbreak and understanding. "But I cannot bear witness to this. To the sacrifice you're willing to make."
Zhongli's grip loosened slightly, his face etched with a mixture of anguish and resolve. "Please understand, my love," he pleaded. "The burden I bear is not one I choose, but one that destiny has placed upon me."
Knowing that his duty demanded the ultimate sacrifice shattered the illusion of a future you had once envisioned together. In that moment, love and sorrow waged a battle within you, tearing at the fabric of your soul.
With the last vestiges of strength fading away, you reached up to gently cup Zhongli's face, tracing the lines etched by the weight of his responsibility.
"I understand" you whispered, your voice barely audible.
Zhongli's eyes, filled with anguish, locked with yours. "I never wanted to hurt you," he murmured, his voice heavy with regret.
"I know," you replied, your voice filled with a mix of sadness and acceptance. "But you have made your choice, Zhongli. And I have made mine."
With your final breath, you whispered words you hoped would find solace in his wounded heart. "May your sacrifices bring prosperity and peace to Liyue. Farewell, my love."
As your life slipped away, the weight of your sacrifice settled heavily upon Zhongli's chest. He cradled your lifeless body in his arms, the enormity of his decision consuming him. The cold winds that swept through the desolate landscape echoed the void left by your absence, leaving behind a somber reminder of the price paid for the sake of a nation.
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wondermilka · 10 months
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Waiting for Love
Pairing : Cyno x Gn!reader
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Synopsis : Cyno unintentionally neglects reader due to being busy.
Warning : angst, no comfort
You knew better that dating General Mahamatra came with its dangers and risks.
However, you still chose to continue dating him, even though you were well aware of how dangerous his job can be.
For instance, if his enemies were to find out about you, they might be bold enough to break into your house at night, especially knowing that Cyno is busy and won't be there to protect you.
Yet, you loved Cyno and were willing to endure all the dangers just to continue loving him.
He was a man worth loving, even if he was initially reserved. All it required was patience, and he would eventually warm up to you.
However, you couldn't deny how much you hated his job. It took away all the time you could spend with him.
When was the last time he came home to check up on you, saying he missed you? It felt like months had passed, and you missed his warmth.
You also stopped receiving letters from him, with the last one arriving three months ago. It felt like an eternity since then.
You heard that a friend of his, Tighnari, had been receiving letters from him, but when you visited Tighnari and asked about them, he refused to disclose any information.
This made you feel restless and worried.
"When is he coming back?" you randomly questioned the fennec fox, whose long ears perked up upon hearing your question.
"Time will tell," he bluntly replied.
You sighed. "What about that letter he..."
"[Name], we've had this conversation several times, and as I've already told you, I cannot disclose any information."
"But why not? He's my boyfriend, isn't he?" you said, feeling annoyed and anxious at the same time.
He was about to say something, but when he looked up to address you, you had already left.
That night, you cried yourself to sleep. Was he cheating? You didn't want to believe it, but it might be true.
Especially since he chose to send letters to Tighnari instead of you, his lover.
You had been waiting for months, your patience unwavering until now. You grew tired of waiting for him, feeling completely exhausted.
As far as you knew, all you could do was hope that he was happy, even if it meant you weren't by his side.
Thanks for reading !
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wondermilka · 10 months
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Unbound Sacrifice
Pairing : Ayato x reader
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Synopsis : Your relationship ended when he was bound to marry another for the sake of his clan.
TW : Angst, no comfort.
You glanced nervously at your watch, waiting anxiously for Ayato to arrive at your secret meeting spot.
You had been sneaking around, stealing precious moments together for the past few months.
Your love had blossomed in the shadows, forbidden by Ayato's political lineage and your ordinary background.
Ayato was the heir to a powerful political dynasty, while you were just an ordinary civilian, an insignificant being in the grand tapestry of his world.
Your relationship had been filled with stolen glances, secret smiles, and whispered promises.
Each secret meetings had brought you closer, but also increased the sense of danger that lingered in the air.
You both knew the stakes were high, and yet your hearts refused to be silenced.
Ayato, tall and distinguished, emerged from the shadows. His eyes, once filled with love and longing, now bore a somber expression.
Your heart sank at the sight of him, for you knew something was wrong. He approached you, his face resembled with a mixture of pain and determination.
"Y/N," Ayato began, his voice trembling with emotion. "We need to talk."
Your breath caught in your throat, fearing what was to come. You nodded, your eyes filled with unshed tears.
You moved to a secluded spot, where the city's noises faded into the background, leaving only the sound of your racing hearts.
"I can't do this anymore," Ayato said, his voice heavy with regret. "I've made the decision."
Your voice trembled as you whispered, "What decision?"
Ayato took a deep breath, bracing himself for the painful words he was about to utter.
"For the sake of my clan, for the greater good, I have to let you go."
"I'm going to marry someone else," he states, his gaze fixed on the ground.
The words echoed in your ears, tearing at your soul. It felt as if a thousand daggers pierced your heart all at once.
You had known deep down that your love was destined to be doomed, but the reality of it struck you with a force you could hardly bear.
"But Ayato, we love each other!" you pleaded, tears streaming down your cheeks. "Can't we fight for our love? Can't we find a way to be together?"
Ayato's eyes met yours, filled with a mixture of sadness and regret. "Y/N, you don't understand," he said, his voice strained.
"The expectations placed upon me, the responsibilities I carry, they leave me with no choice. Marrying another will secure connections, political stability, and the future of my family. I cannot sacrifice all that for our love."
Your heart shattered into a million pieces. You had always known your love was a risky decision, but hearing Ayato's reasoning felt like a cold, bitter truth.
The reality of your circumstances had caught up with you, and there was no escaping its grip.
With one final glance, Ayato turned and walked away, leaving you alone in the darkness. Your tears fell like rain as you tried to grasp the reality of the sacrifice Ayato was making.
Your love, once vibrant and fierce, had been defeated by duty.
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wondermilka · 10 months
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Introduction
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Hello! I go by the name Milka here!
I write oneshots for several characters!
Angst is my specialty but I can also write something else if that is what you desire!
Requests are open !! ↑
Masterlist Below !! ↓
Follow my socials !!
Wattpad : @kazumiq
@ WONDERMILKA 2023 — all rights reserved. please do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or share my work on other platforms without permission. reblogs are welcome. thank you.
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Masterlist
Genshin Impact :
Parallel Lines ! Angst
- Kazuha x fem! Reader (you like Kazuha, your best friend but he likes someone else)
Threads of Love and Regret ! Angst
- Xiao x fem! reader x Childe
Taste of Bitter Sweetness ! Angst
- Childe x fem! reader (he fell inlove with another)
Shattered Love ! Angst
- Kaeya x gn! reader (he fell out of love)
Missing Letters ! Angst
- Albedo x fem! reader
Unbound Sacrifice ! Angst
- Ayato x gn! reader (he broke up with you because he was arranged in marriage with someone else)
Waiting for Love ! Angst
- Cyno x gn! reader (he accidentally neglects you)
Tragedy Of A God ! Angst
- Zhongli x gn! reader (he sacrifices you for his nation)
Fading Hearts ! Angst
- Alhaitham x fem! reader (arrange marriage with Alhaitham)
Broken Bond ! Angst
- Scaramouche x fem! reader (Scaramouche is the baby daddy of reader's child)
We're Fading ! Angst
- Kaveh x gn! reader (your relationship suffered because of long distance)
More coming soon......
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Demon Slayer :
The Forgotten Awakened !
- Muichiro Tokito x gn! reader
More coming soon..... (?)
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wondermilka · 10 months
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The Forgotten Awakened
Pairing : Muichiro Tokito x Gn! Reader
(Y'all can decide whether this is platonic or romantic for you guys)
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Sypnosis : Muichiro finally remembered your name.
TW, AI : Angst(if you squint), wholesome ending, post swordsmith village arc, reader is around the same age as mui!
A/N : I just could not refuse myself to write for him after I watched the Swordsmith Village Arc. 😭😭 This ain't angst because Mui has been through enough 💪 wrote this at 1AM 💀
!! NOT GENSHIN RELATED !!
Muichiro caught your attention from the moment he arrived at the mansion. Lady Akane had brought him when he was just 11 years old, wounded and bleeding. You were given the responsibility to care for him during that time.
"What happened to him?" you ask.
"Based on the situation I found him in, it seems they were likely ambushed by a demon during the night. He was fortunate to survive, but sadly, his brother didn't make it," Lady Amane responded.
"I understand. So, he's alone now," you muttered as you softly touched his hair.
"Not entirely. We're here for him," Lady Amane replies, trying to reassure you.
"What's his name?"
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Muichiro, the Mist Pillar. He wasn’t much of a talker. Everyone who’s met him knew that. He always had a cold and distant demeanor, with an air of mystery surrounding him.
Despite his dull personality, you found yourself captivated by his presence.
Every day, you would care for the injured, ensuring their wounds were properly treated. That was your job as a helper of the mansion.
On numerous occasions, you found yourself assisting Muichiro after his battles, tending to his injuries and nursing him back to health.
Yet, each time you did, you couldn't help but notice Muichiro's forgetfulness when it came to remembering your name. You had to constantly introduce yourself each time he gives off a confused look whenever you approach him.
"it's Y/N. Don't forget next time okay?."
Though it saddened you that Muichiro would forget your name constantly, you chose to let your feelings of affection grow.
You believed that perhaps one day, your presence would make a lasting impact on the cold Mist Pillar.
News arrived that Muichiro had embarked on a journey to the swordsmith village. You worried for his safety, and found yourself longing for his return. You continued your duties, missing the familiar sight of Muichiro's cold but comforting presence.
Time passed, and finally, the day came when Muichiro returned to the mansion. However, he did not return unscathed. His injuries were severe, and he fell into a deep coma upon his arrival. You stuck by his side, tending him.
You refused to leave Muichiro's side, keeping vigil by his bedside every day. You talked to him, sharing stories of your time together, desperately hoping that your words would reach him. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into a month. Your dedication never wavered.
One early morning, as the sun cast its warm rays into the room, Muichiro stirred. His eyes fluttered open.
Your eyes widened and your heart leaped with joy as you entered the room. You approached him and held your breath, waiting for him to speak.
"Y/N," Muichiro whispered, his voice weak but filled with recognition.
A wave of disbelief washed over you. Muichiro had remembered your name. Your eyes welled up with tears of happiness as you embraced him gently.
"You remembered," You murmured, your voice filled with tenderness.
Muichiro's eyes met yours, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "How could I forget? he replied softly.
Your gentle presence brought warmth to Muichiro's life, and in turn, he learned to appreciate the beauty of love and friendship.
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wondermilka · 10 months
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Missing Letters
Pairing : Albedo x fem! reader
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Sypnosis : What if i tell you, a man from 1997 can comunicate with a woman in 2000 via mailbox. But then the woman suddenly stopped receiving his letters, only to find out he was long gone. He passed away before they could tell eachother how they felt, but they were never meant to be together from the start, their difference of timelines blocked through their path of love.
TW : Angst (if you squint) modern era(?)
A/N : I wanted to try something new, hope y'all enjoy! : )
Once upon a time in the year 1997, there lived a man named Albedo. He was an introverted artist who found solace in expressing himself through his paintings.
He stumbled upon an old mailbox while exploring the attic of his ancestral home. Curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to write a letter, just for the sake of nostalgia.
Unbeknownst to Albedo, his letter had somehow traveled through time and found its way into the hands of a woman named Y/N in the year 2000. Y/N was a lover of history and had great fondness for handwritten letters.
She was confused when a mysterious letter suddenly appeared in her mailbox. Adding to her confusion was that the letter was dated back to 1997. Did someone send her a letter from the past? Or was someone playing a prank on her?
Anyway, she decided to open the letter and was amazed by what she found inside. It was a heartfelt message, written in elegant handwriting, that talked about special memories and dreams from a long time ago.
Reading it made her feel a deep connection with the writer, like their words were reaching out to her from the past. It made her really curious to know who sent the letter and why it ended up in her mailbox after all these years.
The bottom part of the letter was signed by a man named Albedo.
As time went on, the frequency of letters she received from Albedo increased. They both developed a habit of writing and exchanging letters with each other.
It became a regular occurrence for Y/N to discover a letter from him, and she was always filled with excitement to read its contents. Awaiting for his letters became a normal part of her routine.
She cherished each letter she received, as they were filled with his hopes, dreams, and artistic visions.
Over time, Albedo and Y/N formed a deep connection through their letters. They shared stories, emotions, and even their innermost secrets.
Albedo felt free as he expressed himself through his words and drawings. Y/N, on the contrary, was deeply fascinated by Albedo's passion for art, and she motivated him to take his talent more seriously.
As time went by, Albedo and Y/N kept writing to each other. They both looked forward to each new letter, treasuring the words that connected their different lives.
But then, Y/N found her mailbox empty. Weeks went by, and still, no letter arrived. She grew restless. Worries filled her head.
Y/N couldn't handle not knowing anymore. She desperately wanted to find Albedo, but she had no clues about his whereabouts.
In her search for answers, she stumbled upon a museum known for its collection of stunning artworks. As an art lover, she couldn't resist the allure of exploring the exhibitions.
Walking through the halls, Y/N found herself drawn to a particular painting. It was a masterpiece that seemed to reflect Y/N unique artistic style. She stood before the artwork, her eyes fixed on the signature at the bottom. It was unmistakable. Her heart raced as she recognized the signature — the artist behind the painting was none other than Albedo himself.
Y/N's excitement knew no bounds as she hurriedly looked for the current owner of the painting. When she finally found them, she shared her story of the mysterious letters and the connection she had forged with Albedo. The owner, moved by her heartfelt tale, revealed the tragic truth.
The painting, he explained, was one of Albedo's last works — a labor of love created for the woman he cherished. Sadly, Albedo had passed away, unable to deliver the painting personally or continue their correspondence.
Y/N felt a rush of different feelings — she was sad about Albedo's death, but also grateful for being there to support and uplift him during his time.
Y/N suddenly understood how important she was to Albedo. She realized that her support and appreciation had made him believe in himself and his art.
It was because of her that he had the courage to share his work to the world, even while sending messages through mailbox.
With a renewed sense of purpose, Y/N dedicated herself to preserving Albedo's memory and sharing his artwork with others. She organized an exhibition at the museum, showcasing his paintings to the public. The event was a success, with art enthusiasts and admirers coming to witness Albedo's extraordinary talent.
Y/N's love for Albedo and his art transcended time. She continued to honor his legacy, and in the depths of her heart, she knew that Albedo's spirit would forever be intertwined with her Own — a testament to the power of their love, art, and the beauty of human connection.
Y/N understood that their paths were destined to cross, they were bound to meet but not to be together, being in different timelines was the border of their undying love. Maybe in another lifetime, they were bound to meet again.
Y/N understood that their paths were destined to cross, but their circumstances prevented them from being together. The barrier of existing in separate timelines restricted their eternal love. Perhaps in another existence, they were fated to reunite once more.
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wondermilka · 10 months
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Shattered Love
Pairing: Kaeya x GenderNuetral! Reader
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Synopsis : You and Kaeya has always been inlove. But was that still the case when he met a particular girl in the tavern?
TW : Angst, no comfort, kaeya has fallen out of love, breakups
You and Kaeya were a happy couple, always enjoying each other's company. You had been dating for quite some time and were deeply in love. Your lover lived up to his reputation for his charismatic personality.
Kaeya had a habit of frequenting a tavern where he would have a few drinks and unwind after a long day. You trusted him completely and had no reason to doubt his faithfulness.
One day, Kaeya met a girl in the tavern. They instantly clicked and found themselves deep in conversation. They laughed, shared stories, and felt a connection like never before. Little did you know, this encounter would take a turn for your relationship.
One night, Kaeya stumbled home late, clearly drunk. As always, you were there to help him up and take him to your shared bedroom. A mysterious lipstick mark on his clothes was not left unnoticed by you. But you know better than to immediately jumping to conclusions. You trusted him.
The next day, you happened to bump into Diluc, the owner of the tavern, while going around doing errands. You struck up a conversation, and somehow the topic of Kaeya and the girl he had met came up.
It was then that Diluc revealed the truth to you about Kaeya's encounter and the connection he had formed with the other girl.
You refused to believe, but you heard it loud and clear from Diluc and you could no longer fool yourself into thinking that he wouldn't do such a thing.
Your heart sank. The revelation hit you like a ton of bricks. You had trusted Kaeya, but now your faith had been shattered, the cracks in your relationship has been revealed.
The betrayal cut deep, and you couldn't bear to be in a relationship with someone who had strayed.
Heartbroken and filled with a mix of emotions, you confronted Kaeya. You had a painful and tearful breakup. There was no closure or comfort for either of you. The trust you had built was broken, and you both had to find a way to heal and move on separately.
Kaeya knew what he did was wrong. But he was swayed by the pleasure and entertainment. He could not bear to look at your face with tears strumming down. You both knew it was for the best.
Your relationship came to a painful end as you and Kaeya went your separate ways, forever haunted by the memories of what could have been, leaving you both with scars that would take time to heal.
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wondermilka · 11 months
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Taste of bitter sweetness
Pairing : Childe x FEM! reader
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Synopsis: Your lover, Childe who became distant and cold ever since he had come back from a long mission. But then you find out that he had been acquainted with Lumine.
TW : angst, no comfort, Childe cheats, lack of communication, sad ending, mentions of Lumine, rush ending (sorry).
You were a very lucky woman to have Childe.
Your love was like a puzzle — a balance between moments of affection and the understanding that danger could strike to your relationship any time.
You had grown used to the frequent disappearances and the haunting fear that accompanied each mission Childe embarked upon.
But despite the dangers that surrounded him as a member of the Fatui and a fearsome Harbinger, your love had blossomed against all odds.
Childe was good at his job, and also in loving you. He was the man of your dreams. He treats you regularly to romantic dates, whether it be dinner in a restaurant, star gazing, or even for long night walks.
And although his missions usually last for a long time. He never failed to find ways to compensate for the time he couldn't spend with you.
One day...
Childe returned home from a dangerous mission. You eagerly awaited his arrival, longing to be in his embrace once again. But when Childe entered through the door of your shared home, something was different...
His usual warmth and affection seemed to have disappeared, replaced by an icy demeanor that pierced your heart.
"Ajax, you're home. How was the mission?" He gave you a nod and hummed. "You don't seem well, everything alright?"
Your words fell into deaf ears and he remained silent, avoiding your gaze and just ending the conversation with "I'm tired" when you tried to pry.
'He must be tired from his mission. I should give him space' you thought
But days turned into weeks, and the tension between you and Childe continued to get on edge.
You couldn't understand what could have caused this sudden change in Childe's behavior. What happened to the Childe you loved? The sweet and caring Childe.
Small talks, here and there. It felt like you were now strangers living under the same roof. He turns his back on you in bed, even refusing to touch you. Pushing you off everytime you try to give him a kiss.
You tried several times to talk to him, if there was something bothering him, you wanted to be there to support him.
You felt the haunt of sadness lingering down upon you, even crying yourself to sleep and hoping that everything will be okay when you wake up. Nothing changed, except for the house that started to feel cold and dark.
A tear fell of your eye as you stare at the wedding ring in your finger.
You decided to pay a visit to Childe's family, knowing it had been quite some time since both you and Childe last went to their house for dinner. The experience felt as though it had happened just yesterday.
Childe's family was surprised to see you but warmly welcomed you inside. Teucer and Tonia, beaming with joy, eagerly ran towards you to give you hugs.
Childe's mother inquired about the sudden visit, asking if Ajax had been treating you well. You hesitated for a moment, reflecting on the situation between you both. Eventually, you responded with a simple lie, stating that all was well.
Before Childe's mother could continue with her next statement, Teucer interrupted and dragged you away, insisting on playing with you.
"Sister, when will you and brother have dinner with us again?" Tonia inquired, while Ajax went to fetch his toys that Childe had given him.
"Your big brother is very busy," you replied, but you reassured her saying you would have dinner with them soon. Tonia said it was alright as she was glad that you were there to play with her and Teucer.
"And then! Mr Cyclops successfully defeated the hilichurls!" Teucer exclaimed, waving around his Mr Cyclops stuffed toy.
"No! It was Big Brother who defeated the hilichurls," Tonia contested, defending her claim against Teucer.
"No! It was Mr Cyclops!!!"
You observed the children's debate on who had defeated the hilichurls, a slight smile forming on your face.
"Big sister! It was Mr Cyclops, right?"
"No, I'm telling you it was big brother!!"
You laughed and intervened, putting an end to their playtime, as it was time for them to go to bed. Teucer and Tonia whined, clearly not wanting to sleep just yet.
Eventually, you managed to tuck them into their beds, reading them a story. Tonia drifted off to sleep, but Teucer remained wide awake.
"The End," you said, placing the book back on the shelf. As you stood up, Teucer grasped your arm.
"Big sister, I remembered something. It wasn't Mr Cyclops who defeated the hilichurls—it was Lumine!" Teucer suddenly rambled on.
"Lumine? Isn't she the legendary hero of Mondstadt?" you asked, curious as to why Teucer had suddenly mentioned this girl.
Teucer nodded and continued, "I read her name in one of big brother's letters—"
"What do you mean?"
"It was a letter we received from big brother four months ago. He talked about meeting Lumine and how powerful they were when they fought each other."
Four months ago... That was around the time when Childe was sent on a mission to Liyue.
He had also sent you a letter back then, but there was no mention of Lumine... Did he consider her irrelevant to share with me?, or... did he not want me to find out? You were overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling, unsure of what to do.
However, you knew yourself that making assumptions without concrete evidence wasn't productive. Perhaps Lumine was merely an acquaintance or someone Childe had crossed paths with during his travels. Furthermore, it doesn't provide an explanation for Childe's recent behavior towards you.
Upon returning home, you wasted no time and approached Childe. "Have you fallen out of love?" you asked straight to the point
Childe was caught off guard by the sudden question. "What are you talking about?" he responded.
"Since you came back, you've been distant and cold, even refusing to give me any explanation. I've spent several nights thinking what could've gone wrong... But I'm exhausted of waiting for you to talk, please, Childe, tell me the truth."
"I have developed feelings for Lumine." Regret filled his voice as he added, "Im sorry... I wasn't sure if I was in my right mind."
Heavy silence hung in the air. Emotions ran high as you processed his confession, feeling a mix of hurt, betrayal, and confusion. It was a difficult moment, but you knew everything was over.
Taking a deep breath, you mustered the strength to respond. "I see. Then we both know this relationship is gone for good" Your voice trembled slightly.
Childe's face showed remorse and regret as he reached out to touch your arm gently. "I never meant to hurt you," he murmured softly. "I'll respect your decision."
Tears welling up in your eyes. "I'll be sure to have all my belongings packed tomorrow morning." you say before walking to your room.
In the morning all of your belongings were gone. It was as if you had disappeared into thin air, leaving without a trace or any indication of where you might have gone.
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wondermilka · 11 months
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Threads of Love and Regret
Pairing : Xiao x FEM!reader x Childe
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Sypnosis : Y/N and Xiao were deeply in love, believing that nothing could ever come between them. However, an unexpected event occurred, causing their relationship to crumble, ultimately leading Y/N to marry someone else.
TW : Angst, sad ending, reader marries childe, heartbroken Xiao.
A/N : Not satisfied with this work. Rewrite soon ! :c
Character requested by a friend of mine!
You and Xiao were deeply in love, your hearts entwined like vines that refused to let go. You shared dreams, laughter, and a bond that seemed unbreakable.
In the beginning, your love story was a beautiful melody, resonating with promises of forever.
You would stroll hand in hand through the streets, sharing secrets and dreams. Watching the stars at night as you talk about your future. Your love illuminated the stars and it seemed as though nothing could dim its light.
However, as time went by, cracks began to form in your relationship. Life's challenges started to battle, testing the strength of your love.
Misunderstandings turned into arguments, and the once sweet whispers transformed into bitter words. Your bond slowly breaking, piece by piece.
You both desperately tried to mend your love, but your efforts only seemed to expand the wounds that had already formed.
Your once blissful relationship was turning into painful memories and shattered dreams.
Heartbroken and in pain, you made the difficult decision to let go of the love you had once shared. It was a painful and crucial choice, but you knew that staying in a broken relationship would only bring more heartaches.
Time passed, and life passed on for you. You tried to heal your wounded heart, finding comfort in the support of friends and family.
Eventually, fate led you to meet another man, a kind and understanding soul who captured your heart in a different way.
Childe. He provided you steady support and a warm embrace, mending the cracks that had formed within your heart.
Although you had moved on and found happiness with someone else, memories of Xiao lingered like ghosts in your heart.
There were moments when you wondered what could have been, what their life together would have looked like if circumstances had been different.
In the end, you understood that the past was just that. You cherished the love you had with your new partner, grateful for the happiness you had found.
Xiao observed from a distance, his heart continuing to beat for you. But oh dear, fate dealt him a harsh blow.
He witnessed the love of his life walking down the aisle, accompanied by another man who eagerly awaited them at the altar. And the sad reality was, that man was not him.
As you walked hand in hand with your new husband, you occasionally caught a glimpse of Xiao in the streets, a fleeting reminder of a love that once burned brightly but had now been extinguished.
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wondermilka · 11 months
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Parallel Lines
Pairing: Kaedehara Kazuha x FEM! reader
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Sypnosis : You have harbored romantic feelings for your childhood friend Kazuha, even though you know he has feelings for someone else. Despite that, you wanted to confess your love to him. However, an unexpected twist arises when you start experiencing a strange disease, coughing up flower petals.
TW: Hanahaki Disease, angst, unrequited love, rushed ending, not proof read, reader dies(?)
You and Kazuha were inseparable. He was your only best friend, you have known eachother since you were in your diapers. He's the only one who's ever seen real side of you and never judged you for being you.
Your parents trusted him enough to come over and have sleepovers. Hanging out with Kazuha? Sure. Going swimming? No problem. Going to a party? Don't even need to ask as long as Kazuha was with you.
You've had a huge crush on him. You didn't realize it until back on middle school when he comforted you while you were crying because you got bullied.
He was always there for you. He'd be the one to make you laugh when you were crying. He'd be there to cheer you up when life's not going well. He was always there.
You always thought it would be just a harmless crush, not until a new girl came to your school. You saw kazuha's eyes when he first saw her. You never saw those of his whenever you were together.
"What's with that face zuha?" you ask.
"Oh, it's nothing.. There's just this one girl who's been constantly on my mind ever since I saw her," he replied.
His eyes softened and glimmered while he was talking about this girl.
A pain struck your chest, and you felt like you were going to throw up.
"Hmm, let me guess, is it the new girl? I forgot her name though..."
His face turned red as you mentioned the new girl, making it obvious.
"I- Ugh Fine! Yes it's her- just don't tell anyone okay?!" he confessed stuttering.
"Your secret's safe with me" you gave him a playful wink
"Thanks Y/N. You're the best friend ever."
Right. I'm just a friend to him.
Weeks went by and he gained up the courage to approach her. And it went well, he had built up a relationship with the new girl, it hurt to see them together.
You sat alone during lunch, wondering whefe Kazuha is. Of course he was sitting and having lunch with her.
You had no one to talk to during class because his attention was always on her.
How pathetic it was to see yourself like this.
Now you find yourself in the bathroom, experiencing stomach aches and constantly throwing up for weeks. You're well aware that it's the Hanahaki Disease, considering the petals of flowers that accompany your vomiting.
You love Kazuha, but you know you must suppress your feelings for him, or else it will be the cause of your demise.
Were you truly going to die in such a manner?
Another plan canceled with Kazuha. He's prioritizing her over you.
You understand that it's best to keep your distance from him in case he starts noticing your declining health.
You've been avoiding him at school, always attempting to come up with excuses to escape. In fact, you even avoid sitting at the dinner table whenever his family visits, just to avoid seeing him.
"Y/N. We need to talk."
There's no running away now. He has you cornered inside the classroom.
"I'm sorry, Kazuha. I really need to leave."
"Enough with your excuses. Why are you avoiding me, Y/N?"
He can't deny that he has been noticing the way you have been acting; Everytime he glanced at you, you were coughing.
The dark circles beneath your eyes suggest that you haven't been sleeping well. You have also lost weight. Have you not been eating properly?
You remained silent as the silence enveloped both of you, making it unbearable.
The atmosphere felt heavy and... cold. "Y/N, please talk to me. I'm worried about you."
"There is nothing to discuss, Kazuha." Your voice had a serious and chilly tone, yet the pain and cracks was not left unnoticed.
"I know you're not fine. Please, Y/N... Don't push me away. I have always been there for you, haven't I?"
Tears streamed down your face as you struggled to suppress silent sobs.
"I'm inlove with you, okay?!?"
His eyes widened.
"And I understand that you only consider me as your friend, so it doesn't matte-..."
Before you could finish speaking, your legs gave way, and you collapsed to the ground.
Your breathing became constricted. It was painful.
Petals and blood began to escape as you coughed uncontrollably.
"Y/N! Are you alright?" Shock formed in his eyes as he recognized the petals. It was Hanahaki Disease. He was the cause of your illness.
On the verge of losing consciousness, Kazuha swiftly held you in his arms.
"Y/N, please don't leave me!" he shouts while tears stream down his face.
As you fade away, the last sound you heard was his desperate plea for you to stay conscious, accompanied by the comforting sensation of his embrace.
A/N : First post. Thoughts? : )
Similar to parallel lines, our paths were destined to be close but never to intersect.
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