POV: You Are Hiding Under Their Desk - Part Two

POV: You are hiding under their desk - Part two

Warnings: Zhongli has joint pains in his hand and slight spoiler to Kokomi’s character quest

𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜: 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕; 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚉𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒’𝚜

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Zhongli:

  The former Geo Archon is a very patient man. After centuries of experience, he knows within himself when to take a break. However, the physical exhaustion of a mortal body was something he was not quite used to yet. His office basked in a warm orange as the sun sets over Liyue, and Zhongli exhales softly through his nose. The pen in his hand scribbles away at the documents left by Hu Tao, but his mind was elsewhere. 

  Tiredness ached within his joints, and he sets the quill down to flex his fingers. He’s not one to complain; he was grateful for his job at the funeral parlor, and he wasn’t about to draw attention to a measly setback such as this.

  As Zhongli gains the motivation to start again, an agonizing pulse shoots through his palm. A hiss escapes through his teeth and the pen clatters to the floor. He barely registers the pull on his pants leg as he gathers himself. His amber orbs trace over the face below him, two (e/c) doe-like eyes watching him with curiosity. 

  “What are you doing down there, little one?” Zhongli’s voice rumbles as a soft smile graces his features. The child quickly lifts the writing utensil he dropped moments before and giggles.

  “Write!” They exclaim.

  “Yes. That is used for writing,” the consultant replies as he lifts the young being onto his lap. Taking an empty copy of paper, he places it on the table in front of the child, who immediately scribbles away at the white sheet. Zhongli couldn’t help but to place his hand on top of theirs, stopping any erratic movement of the pencil. They look at him, their cheeks puffed out in irritation.

  “Write!” They announce sternly, making the Archon chuckle.

  “Let me teach you how I do it.”

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Kokomi:

  Her Excellency of Watasumi Island is a very busy lady. With all her time spent on finding ways for Sangonomiya to grow, she tends to forget about her own needs. With the villagers finding new ways to cultivate the land; to the daily tasks needed to be sent out to the soldiers; to the duties at the shrine; the lead priestess was tired to say the least.

  She knew a few hours with her books would do her some good. She asked General Gorou to keep an eye out while she rejuvenated herself with new tactic plans. She sat contently in her own company, eyes gazing across the words printed on the page. She was truly invested in the plot, theories and questions dancing in her thoughts. The suspense was killing her as the scene unravels, and though she was quite immersed, the sudden laugh from under the table confused her.

  Kokomi tilts her chair back to peek beneath the desk, and a relieved sigh retreats from the priestess. “Why, if it isn’t little (Y/n). How did you find this place?” She questions as the child climbs up her legs and into her lap.

  “Easy peasy,” They exclaim, “I found your tree!”

  “I see,” Kokomi coughs out in response to their boisterous personality, “so you found my reading spot?”

  “You can read books?” (Y/n) mumbles, a sudden glumness falling on their face.

  “I can… you cannot?”

  “I can, I’m just not very good at it. I bet you’re a pro at reading! You’re good at lots of things, Miss Kokomi!”

  “You’d be surprised,” She says with a small smile, “How about this: you read me a chapter, and I read you one.”

  “You’re going to read to me?”

  “If you read to me. It’s only fair, and besides, how will you get better if you don’t practice?”

Genshin College AU

Author's Note: My depiction on what Genshin characters would be like in present day college.

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🍃Sucrose:

Though she’s only a sophomore, she is one smart cookie! While balancing honors chem and calculus, she also spends her time with the Academica Squad and book club. Sucrose is very sensitive, and if you’re not careful, she’ll be scared away easily. That’s why you’ll never catch her near the gym. “The sports posse are a little too enthusiastic for me,” she’ll answer if it’s ever brought up, “I’d rather stick to my books.”

If you ever need to find the green-haired girl, you can usually see her in the library with her close friend, Yanfei. Once you get to know her, she’s very helpful and kind. Whenever she has a moment, she’s more than happy to tutor anyone who is willing. She and Gorou can be seen studying together from time to time. 

  If you ever happen to bring up books to her, be prepared for a sudden spark of interest to show through her. She’ll suddenly be the one talking the most, gushing over her favorite novels or recent manuscripts she read by Xingqiu. Though she tends to forget that Lisa and Yae Miko run the book club, she’ll invite you to sit in for a listen. 

She’ll never admit it herself that she is smart, and whenever she is complimented about it, she’ll become so flustered it looks as though she may pass out. She tends to compare herself to her senior, Albedo. She has nothing but praise to say about the older student. She was more than excited when he accepted her to be his assistant to whatever experiment he decides to work on. However, she needs to be tended to when she is in the lab, as instructed by the student council. It’s safer for her to be evaluated in the lab after a certain incident that involved a beaker…

Nevertheless, if you ever need a calm presence to study with, Sucrose is your girl!

👹Itto:

Arataki Itto, a freshman who spends most of his time in the cafeteria bragging about himself. If he’s not worried about how his hair looks, he’s usually hanging out with the boys. As entitled he first may appear, Itto is quite the opposite of a narcissistic jerk. Whenever he can, he’ll be there to support his friends. Whether it be for Yoimiya’s cheer team or Shinobu’s baking competition, you can bet you’ll see him in the frontlines cheering obnoxiously with an over-the-top sign he made by hand.

He may be naive, but he’s favored by the upperclassmen boys. You can usually find him joking around with the tennis team leader, Kaeya Alberich. On the off chance that his captain is preoccupied with something else, Itto will follow behind his good friend, Gorou, like a lost puppy. 

Arataki Itto is very good at physical activity, and when it comes to tennis, he nails the court almost every time. Nobody is perfect, however, and when the tall male doesn’t agree with something, he tends to act out because of it. Due to this, he is no longer allowed to interact with other teams without his own teammates present. The one and only time this happened, the opponent’s school was left with broken bleachers, and Thoma had to spend the rest of the afternoon bandaging the whining Freshman. 

In all, he’s charming in his own right. If you make friends with him, you can be sure to have loyal support by your side for a long time.

🐺Razor:

Razor is an odd fellow and he tends to stick to himself for the most part. He’s a junior pursuing a major in Humane Education. Though he struggles with communicating, he is quite good at getting his points across. With the help of Lisa, he has a decent relationship with the student council when it comes to innovative ideas about the environment.

 It comes to no surprise that he’s part of the track team, and considering how much energy the boy has, he’s very good at it too. During study hall, he tends to spend his time with Bennet and Fishyl at the outdoor classroom. He’s also good at interacting with animals. The agriculture club has invited him multiple times on trips when the season to show off the progress of the school’s cattle arrives. He has this nature about him that just puts the creatures at ease.

You can bet when a stray dog ran loose on the school grounds, everyone turned to Razor for help. Granted, he was the one who brought the dog in, but he did manage to calm the pup down.

Though Razor seems rough outwardly, if you give him the time of day just to be kind, the young boy will forever be grateful to you.

Your Love is a Bad Medicine

Dean Winchester x Sister! reader

Song: Bad Medicine - Bon Jovi

Warning: Separation anxiety

Description: Dean and his little sister are on their way to get Sam from college.  Dean has to go somewhere, and the youngest Winchester is left in the room by herself. Her anxiety begins to act up while she waits for her brother to come back.

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          (Y/n) tapped her foot anxiously against the dirty red carpet of the motel room. She sat in the green chair by the window, glancing through the blinds, into the parking lot.

         The sun had gone down a while ago so the only illumination she had were the few door lights that actually worked. (Y/n) bit into her bottom lip, gnawing at the bruised skin as her anxiety peaked a bit more. The small box TV sitting on the dresser played in the background. Static flickered every now and again due to the bad quality of the motel. The young girl turned it on to distract herself from the road but the worry for her brother grew and grew over the night.

         Dean had left hours before sunset and had not come back since. She knew he could handle himself but the worry that something bad could happen inundated through her mind, nonetheless. Slipping her fingers through to push the blinds open, she felt tears forming in her eyes when she still didn’t see the Impala turning into the motel.

         (Y/n)’s throat began to clog up as she tried to stop from letting out a cry. She then glanced at her phone that was charging on the bed. Almost too quickly, she threw herself across and pulled the cell harshly off the plug. She instantly went into her contacts, her shaking finger hovering over Dean’s name. She pressed down, listening to the repeating ring coming from the phone.

         However, the instant feeling of guilt spread through her. (Y/n) immediately went back to the home screen and sighed. She wouldn’t want to bother him because of her worries, especially if he was working. A few stray tears dropped, and she lies her head back on the flat pillows.

         “Maybe listening to music will help,” the girl whimpered, turning the screen on and pressing the downloads she had. A smile reached her quivering lips as she saw the name of a song her and Dean like to sing together. She began to softly play it on her phone speaker. The beginning music resonated, causing her smile to widen.

 Your love is like a bad medicine

 Bad medicine is what I need

 Whoa oh oh

 Shake it up like a bad medicine

 There ain’t no doctor that can cure my disease

           (Y/n) turns it up as old memories began to resurface. She lifts herself, resting her elbows on the top of her knees. Leaving her phone in her lap, she reposed her head and closes her eyes, humming softly to the music.

 I ain’t got a fever, got a permanent disease

 And it’ll take more than a doctor to prescribe a remedy

 I got lots of money but it isn’t what I need

 Gonna take more than a shot to get this poison outta me

 And I got all the symptoms, count ‘em, one, two, three

          Suddenly, the door opens with an obnoxious voice singing along with the chorus. “Your love is like a bad medicine! Bad medicine is what I need!”

          (Y/n) jumps from her spot and instantly turns off the song that was playing. Her eyes were wide with fright and her fingers twitched at her side.

         Dean stood in front of the door, a few bags in hand. His brows furrow with confusion as he notices his little sister’s current state. He places the bags on the table that was beside the dresser, turning to (Y/n) with new concern. “What’s wrong, ankle-bitter?”

          “N-nothing! I just wasn’t expecting you to barge through like that,” (Y/n) replies, mentally cursing for her nervous habits.

         Dean gave his famous smirk, pulling his jacket off his shoulders. “Well, I thought you would be asleep until I heard music blaring. I guess we were both surprised.”

         “Y-yeah.” (Y/n) simply replies as she got up on the bed again and watched Dean go into the bathroom to change.

         After a few minutes, he comes out, plopping himself on the bed. “So, what have you been up to?” Dean asks, leaning himself on the headboard.

         “Not much...” (Y/n) mumbled out with a shrug.

         “(Y/n), is everything alright?” Another shrug was all he got. “Look at me.”

          She felt stupid. He was right here but she felt tears swarming again. Why was she so scared?

         “It’s nothing,” she said after a few breaths to calm herself.

         “Sure doesn’t look like nothing,” Dean grumbles. He straightens himself to a sitting position, all humor gone from his eyes. “Come on, tell me what’s on your mind-- is it about Dad?”

         “No! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m worried about his safety but that’s not it.” (Y/n) replied quickly.

         “So, something is bothering you?”

         The youngest Winchester sighs with irritation. She hates it when Dean does this. He knows just what to say and he will press on until she confesses.

        “I was worried about you, that’s all.”

         “Why? I was only out for a couple of hours,” Dean questions.

         “I-I know... doesn’t mean something bad couldn’t happen within those nine hours,” (Y/n) mutters in embarrassment.

         “You were counting time... is that why you called? I was going to answer but you hung up before I could.”  

         “Sorry.”

         “Don’t be sorry. You get nervous, I get it,” Dean trivializes, “but hey, we’re both here.”

         “Yeah,” (Y/n) agreed, smiling slightly at him.

         “Get some sleep. We gotta a good drive tomorrow,” Dean said, smiling in return.

         (Y/n) nodded, situating herself to a laying position on the bed. She felt Dean shift too, resting on his back. “Hey Dean...” she asks, while closing her eyes.

         “Yeah?”

         “Do you think Sam will be glad to see us?”

         “I don’t know... I guess we’ll have to wait and see. Sleeping would help pass the time.”

         “Yeah, yeah. Goodnight.”

         “Night (Y/n).”

    Your love is like a bad Medicine

 Bad medicine is what I need

 Whoa oh oh

 Shake it up like a bad medicine

 You got the potion that can cure my disease

Genshin College AU: Part 3

Author's Note: This is my depiction on what I think Genshin characters would be like in present day college.

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🐶 Gorou:

The bubbly freshman is always looking for a way to improve himself. With the help of Beidou and Itto, he works hard on coming up with new strategies for his next game. In his downtime, you can spot him in the outdoor classroom with his bow in hand. Sometimes, He’ll have a friendly competition with his fellow archer, Yoimiya. No matter if he wins or not, he is happy to hang out with someone with the same interest.

From time to time, Gorou will get roped into tactic planning with Kokomi as she comes up with a new speech for her fellow orchestration team. He doesn’t mind it though; he likes to see what is coming up for the school and how he can help. During the afternoons, Kazuha will usually bring him some tea after basketball practice and they’ll chat at the picnic tables outside. On rare occasions, Junior Ayaka will join them, bringing along a bag of lemon cookies that Thoma helped her make.

As friendly as Gorou is with everyone, he can also get very flustered when put on the spot. One time, when helping the Poet’s Society collaborate with the drama club, one of the monolouger’s got sick. As a volunteer from the book team, Yae Miko recommended the role to Gorou. As much as he wanted to say no, Venti’s constant begging got him to cave. As soon as the spotlight landed on him on the dimmed out stage, he passed out right on the spot. After an hour of him remaining unconscious, the directors collectively decided to take the monologue out of the final performance. 

    Gorou is one of those friends that is easy to hang out with. No matter if it's shopping for a whole day or staying indoors eating packaged ramen, he's just content with being with you. If you ever need assistance on something, he'll try his best to help!

❄️ Kaeya:

Kaeya is one of those students everyone wants to be friends with. As one of the main influencers in the school, and as the captain of the tennis team, the senior male prioritizes his time on the younger levels. He feels it’s his responsibility to motivate and push the efforts of those below him, as if it was his final stance for the university. Much to the dismay of senior Diluc, many of the freshmen look up to his eccentric brother. On the off chance that he is not involved with the gym, Kaeya uses his smarts when called to the strategy planning meetings put on by Jean. 

Although he was selected as one of the leading officers on tactic blueprints for upcoming programs, he tends to procrastinate and mess around with Childe and Ayato. Kaeya is clever, fortunately, and knows his way around stressful situations he puts himself in. Bennett likes to mention often that Kaeya helps him with this problem too. Sadly, Kaeya doesn’t really use his witty nature when he really needs to, especially when it comes to being Albedo’s guinea pig.

“What’s the worst that can happen? I get sick?” He jokes when someone voices their concern about the upcoming biochemist, “If that does happen, I’ll use it to my advantage.”

As affable as Kaeya is, you can understand why many are confused when he brings up the asocial Rosaria into conversation. Most nights, they can be spotted hitting the town to grab a few drinks with some buddies. Honestly, maybe it’s not that surprising as you get to know them a little more…

Many students don’t question Kaeya’s words considering his great relationships with some of the council members. The senior uses the gullibility of the undergraduates in his favor, using that sultry voice of his to get what he wants. Kaeya is manipulative with his following, but it’s all light fun! It’s not like he would use the special born gift to be malicious, unless you’ve wronged him in any way… The only person who can catch on to Keaya’s lies is Albedo, but it’s not like he’ll do anything on the matter.

If you're looking for a good time, Kaeya is a good candidate! He knows many cool hang out areas that can distract you from the stresses of life. Hopefully you don’t mind him tagging along, he gets rather bored by himself.

⚖️ Keqing:

Keqing is the justice junior, making sure that everyone has equal chances when it comes to curriculum. She’s always on the move, whether it be traveling with the volleyball team or getting prepared for the next discussion put on by the debate team. It’s not surprising that the youthful girl went into civil law; she’s always finding ways to block up any wrongdoings that are going on around the school, even if one of the other student council members already looked into the situation multiple times.

You can find Keqing hanging out with Ganyu in the auditorium during the morning hours. She calls it a study session, but anyone can tell that’s the only time she has to spend with her close friend. As one of the board members sponsored by the school, she normally has to sit with the student council. During those times, she finds herself chit-chatting with Nigguang or Jean as the band blasts their introduction for the pep rally.

As caring as Keqing is for the student body, she can get a bit carried away when it comes to her duties. Once, when investigating a matter where someone was taking props from the theater closet for their own interest, she found Itto’s posse goofing around in the enclosed area. Though it wasn’t a huge matter, up to that point Keqing had a hard time finding the perpetrators. In her frustration, she took a few handcuffs featured in one of the performance bins and barred them to the shelving that was screwed to the cemented floor. She left them there until a teacher could officially reprimand them. 

Whenever there is a problem, Keqing is one the best people to go to. Though she can’t deal with everything personally, she’ll do what she can before handing the situation to someone trusting, like Yelan or Yanfei.

Yummy jellybeans 🍬

You're Beautiful

Sam Winchester X sister! reader

Warning: Insecurity about how one looks

Description: (Y/n) gets antsy when she doesn't have time to put on makeup; however, her big brother, Sammy, is there to cheer her up.

Friendly Reminder: You are perfect just the way you are! <3

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  (Y/n) Winchester drapes her legs over the side of the motel bed. She rubs the sleep from her eyes as a yawn escapes from her lips. "What time is is?" She asks, slowly rising to her feet with a stretch. 

        "Eight thirty," Dean replies while cuffing  the sleeves of his shirt.

        "What? Why didn't you wake me," She panics as she quickly gathers her stuff together. 

        "You needed the sleep," Sam reasons from the bathroom doorway. He straightens his suit jacket, tucking his tie securely underneath. "You haven't got much in the past two days."

        "Besides, Dean interrupts, "You have like thirty-five minutes. That should be enough time for you take a shower and get dressed. Who knows? We might even get there early," he smiles cheekily.

        (Y/n) pushes past Sam and sets her formal wear onto the toilet lid. "Sorry Sam," she curtly utters before pushing him out and slamming the door. 

         She hurriedly dresses herself after a short shower. She opens the bathroom door and tells the boys she was done with her shower. Pulling her hair into a high bun, she lets a few strands fall over her ears and curls them. She grabs her makeup pouch by the end of the counter, opening it up to reach for her concealer, until Dean pops his head in.

        "You have three minutes, squirt." Her older brother says, before going back into the main room.

        "What happened to thirty-five minutes!" She yells, only to get the front door shutting loudly as a reply.

        It wasn't long before Sam appears with a toothbrush in hand. (Y/n) paid no mind to him as she examines the redness on her face. Her brows furrow and a whine escapes her lips as she pokes at the skin. 

        Sam spites in the sink, an amused look on his face. He rinses his brush off and puts it in the plastic bag he came in with. "Okay. I give. What's the matter?" He asks with a chuckle.

        "I don't have enough time to put makeup on and Dean will have a cow if I tried doing it in the car," his sister expresses gravelly. 

        "So?"

        "So! How can I go out like this," She yells, flinging her hands over her face in exaggeration. Sam frowns. "Plus, we're going to a fancy party! And no, I don't care if it's for an 'investigation'- I'm going to stick out like a sore thumb, an ugly sore thumb at that."

        "(Y/n), your not ugly," Sam sternly remarks.

        The younger Winchester stops her ranting and looks at her brother in a flabbergasted manner. "W-what?"

        "Your not ugly- why would you say such a thing about yourself?"

        "Because my skin is all blotchy and red, and-"

        "Those are all natural things everyone goes through; it just means your growing up."

        "But, I'm not going to feel pretty, Sammy..." His giant hands cup the sides of her face, guiding her eyes to meet his.

        "No one is going to judge you. You're beautiful."

        "Y-your just saying that because your my brother," she complains, trying to pull away from his grasp.

        "Why would I lie to you? I know I wasn't there for sometime of your life, but since I've been back, I can't believe how much you've grown into an amazing young adult, and don't let anyone tell you different," he whispers with a loving smile. He pulls away and adjusts his suit in the mirror like nothing happened. "Come on, Dean is waiting in the car."

        "Sam?"

        "Yeah?"

        "Thank you."