Liyue-harbour - Garden Of Avalon

𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚

back in his akademiya days, dottore (who had gone by zandik at the time), was known for his good looks and morbid personality. he was often seen throwing dirty remarks at the sages and everyone else, giving them cold stares. with his approach, others often steer away from him but that didn’t stop the girls from falling head over heels for him.

in most eyes, zandik was a walking nightmare, or the devil himself. however, one should never judge a book by its cover. as someone who had been by his side for quite the number of years, you saw their viewings as false accusations and misunderstanding. yes, most of his thoughts were inhumane and unethical but you always admired his dedication to science and research.

you met zandik shortly after he had been driven out of his hometown. hungry and alone, zandik had trudged through the sand storms until out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted a small house in the outskirts. he knocked on the door and you stepped out. after seeing how dirty and hungry he was, you quickly let him in and that was how your friendship with him started. you had let him stay at your home (your parents left for the city for work). during his stay at yours, you had granted him access a decent amount of books and equipment for him to conduct small experiments and research. bring the curious person you are, you kept trying to get him to explain everything to you.

at first, zandik saw you as a pest whom the archons brought to him only to make his life tougher but after spending time together, he warmed up to you. you showed interest in his work. though you didn’t always agree with his approaches, he saw that you never tried to leave him but instead take a step and try your very best to understand his perspectives. eventually, the both of you made it into the akademiya.

when it came down to being honest, or showing emotions, zandik was the least person you expected to be good at it. he's not one to open up easily. if other's could try to understand him better, they could at least see the zandik you knew.

you were walking out of your classroom when you saw the bluenette at the end of the hallway. arms crossed, he would send death-threatening glares to the other students who made eye-contact at him. as usual, you noticed that his actions were scaring the students. sighing, you sped down the hallway.

“zandik? how long did you wait?” you called out. giving him a teeny tiny heart attack as he had not noticed you. it even took him a few moments to calm himself down.

“were you trying to kill me? at least make some noise before showing up!” he half-shouted, glaring daggers at you. in one swift motion, he grabbed the books in your hand and walked ahead.

“no, i saw you from afar. i wanted to call you but you looked deep in thought. is something on your mind?” you inquired, catching up with him and stopping  after you noticed that his outburst had cause several students to whisper. although he was used to having others spread nasty rumours and whispering at him, you weren't.

a pang of guilt and pain stirred in you. you stopped in your tracks as he continued to walk on, lecturing you while at it. when he noticed that you were no longer next to him, he turned around and walked back to you. "(y/n)?"

facing him in full, you lifted two fingers to flick his forehead. doing that earned collective gasps from the other students as they started worrying about what would happen to you. you knew nothing would happen as he only allowed you to have physical contact with him. zandik furrowed his eyebrows, slightly annoyed that you did that in front of so many other people. he shot you a questioning look.

you shook your head. "this is why others are afraid and think wrongly of you." mimicking his current facial expression;  a menacing look with a ominous aura. he clicked his tongue.

"you think i care?" flicking your hand away from his face, zandik turned his back on you and took a few steps ahead of you. you knew those words were just cover up. you knew that he cared.

catching up to him once again, you opened your mouth to say sorry but he beat you to it. his words clear and audible, making it sure you could hear it.

"hey, your opinion of me.." giving you a sideways glance and then holding his chin up in thought. as he took your hand in his empty one and constructed his sentence, you could see the ends of his mouth etching up into a small grin. with this, you once again thought that it was a shame that others could not see this sight of him.

"..matters more.”

masterlist | apologies if this is out of character for someone like dottore, this fic is a very self indulgent one

prince [fujiwara shu x reader]

Summary: You have a crush and you don’t even know it.

A/N: I just saw this post and felt like it lol this was supposed to be angst, kind of, but i’m too forgiving for that I GUESS

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♡ 11:00PM — WRIOTHESLEY

↳ note: this is a rework of an old fic from my old blog bc wriothesley has been on my mind

↳ song rec: only by leehi

it was around 11pm, and the smell of pekoe and pine overtook your nose along with the scent of wriothesley’s natural musk. the faint moonlight that peaked through the window of his bedroom doesn’t distract or disrupt the exhaustion that’s overtaking your brain and making your eyelids feel heavy.

wriothesley’s arms were wrapped around the middle of your back, rubbing light circles on the exposed skin from your shirt being bunched up. your head rested on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of it as he breathed. the gentle sound of his heartbeat and light breaths could be heard alongside your own.

it was nice. having moments like this with wriothesley. talking about your day if you hadn’t seen each other, sneaky inside jokes that were accompanied by light laughs, and asking what’s on each other’s mind.

there was a warmth that surrounded you, it was his duvet and sheets lazily thrown over the two of you but as well as wriothesley’s body heat, which you happily accepted. he was making sure to hold you impossibly closer to his chest to protect you from the cool night time air of fontaine.

wriothesley also enjoyed having these moments with you. he liked how you curled yourself up in his chest, he liked hearing your feather-light breaths as you exhaled, the way you try to fight the tiredness in your eyes but ultimately succumbing to it. it was nice.

as you fall into the deepness of sleep, you feel him peppering light pecks on the top of your head and forehead before whispering a faint ‘goodnight, i love you’. you think that you said it back before reaching the destination of your sweet dreamscape, but you don’t.

it doesn’t matter to wriothesley if you didn't say it back before falling asleep, because he already knew that you did.

your bodyweight atop his, head resting on his chest and the trust of taking care of your sleeping body was enough for wriothesley to know that this was one of the ways that you say ‘i love you’ back to him.

before wriothesley himself fell into his own realm of sleep, he thought about how it felt like you two were the only people on teyvat. here in this tiny room, under a thick maroon blanket, it was just the two of you.just the two of you against the world. yeah… that sounded nice to him. being able to take on anything together, side by side forever, would be the best part.

𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚

pairing :: dottore x (ghost) reader

part 2

rumour has it that a student’s soul who had died on campus at the time lingers there forever. sages and students alike have seen them. the spirit had h/c hair with glowing eyes and an unfriendly gaze, and often seen in the sumeru akademiya kshahrewar uniform looking neat and tidy.

their appearance was so realistic that if it wasn’t for their see-through appearance, people would mistake her for a living student. however, actually getting a glimpse of them was a more rare occurrence than hearing them.

students and sages claimed to have heard things being whispered to them when no one else was there. were they about how she died? or were they just trying to help with whatever work others had? no one really knows, for the whispers were mostly inaudible.

their name?

y/n l/n.

and there he was, rummaging through the restricted section of the akademiya library.  zandik flipped through the pages of a book, desperately trying to find information he could use for his research on mechanical lifeforms. unable to find it, he circled moved on to the next.

that was when he heard it, a soft whisper in his ear. “such interesting research you’re doing, zandik.”

he turned around, expecting to see someone but he saw no one. he shrugged it off, thinking that it was just his imagination until he remembered what he had overheard the other students talk about yesterday.

what was it again? ah, yes. the famous spirit of the akademiya. however, zandik wasn’t one to believe in ghosts. at least, he thought he didn’t believe in them. his imagination began to run wild. could that have been them? the y/n l/n? there’s no way ghosts exist, right?

“who’s there?” he questioned. nothing. zandik was about to ask again but the whisper came back.

“you don’t know? looks like i expected too much of you…” they whined, voice muffled. zandik could feel the air around him turn sad but it soon became lively again. “anyway, your work looks interesting!”

he blinked and muttered a quick ‘thanks’. he thought it was strange, if he really did meet a ghost, why would it talk to someone like him? besides, weren’t they supposed to scare others? zandik blinked. he was still confused but continued with his research, a little more seriously now. he wondered how they had known his name. hearing their humming getting further away, he spoke up.

“how do you know my name?” his hands started to feel sweaty, and the humming stopped. the spirit let out a small giggle and answered the questioned proposed to them.

“are you for real? your name is very well known around the akademiya…” you stopped talking and hovered around the shelves. pink dusted zandik’s cheeks, and he wondered why he had asked such a silly question. soon, another round of humming started up. you let your fingers linger over some books.

he started to get restless. your humming wasn't horrible, it was just that he was trying to get as much information from the restricted section he could without getting caught. not being able to ignore you any longer, he decided to start a conversation with the ghost.

 "so….l/n" he started, "if you really are real, you're going to need to do more than whisper in my ear to convince me." zandik gulped as he felt the air turning heavy. he could not tell where the ghost was, for you were invisible.

 “of course i am!" you pouted, "and please, call me y/n." you floated behind him and materialised― eyes boring into his, hands behind your back. he saw you, standing on the ground in the akademiya uniform and kshahrewar beret. zandik was convinced that you are real. "does this make you believe?" he nodded and proposed yet another question and the air turned heavy once more.

“why are you still here?”

“because i can’t cross over.” suddenly, an idea popped into your mind. “let’s make a deal.” you had piqued his interest and it was evident in the way his eyes shined. 

smirking, you disappeared, only to re-materialise next to him. “i help you with your research and you help me find a way to cross over to the other side. as a former kshahrewar dastur and someone who has been in the akademiya for many years before you, i will be a lot of use to you.”

zandik roared with laughter. he accepts your deal and makes a final decision mentally. he would achieve his goals and find a way to bring you back to life.

masterlist | part 2

gaming partner

"you play that game too, huh?” 

nagi looked above from his seat on the stairs and saw you, one level above, staring down at him gaming. he nods and pauses it. 

“heh sorry, i was going to dump my trash down the rubbish chute and heard the loading music...”

ah, it must’ve been when i forgot to turn the volume down and accidentally blasted the audio.. he thinks to himself.

then, nagi stands up, stretches and was about to walk back into his apartment when you shouted for him to wait as you bolted down the flight stairs. despite you telling him to wait, he continues to walk off but stops when he hears the familiar loading theme. nagi turns around only to see your phone screen right in front of his face. 

(gamer tag), level 247. “check them out!” you exclaimed cheekily. where did nagi see this username and avatar? and why did it look so familiar? it was only after you switched to the rankings page did he realise something. you were the one who was constantly on his tail on the leaderboard fighting for first place.

masterlist | just a short drabble that suddenly came to my mind.

"…please stop that." "Stop what?" You let out a faint groan at his reply, you acknowledge that this young prodigy detective in front of you always has such a wild imagination, but he also has a mind for meticulous logic and reasoning. Which is why, you hope you can find at least one good reason why your boyfriend, Shikanoin Heizou, keeps pinching and squeezing your cheeks right now. It all started a few days ago when Heizou brushed your cheek for the very first time. He offers to eat lunch with you every day during his break, to make up for the lost time he insists. Which in return, you happily suggest having a picnic instead that weekend in hope to have more quality time together. He leans in towards you, to wipe some sauce off your left cheek while you were eating your favourite food. That's when he learned how soft your cheek feels, his eyes were wide open as he made a new discovery about you. Addicting it seems, he smooshes your cheeks and looks directly into your eyes. His gaze focused as if he was trying to solve some puzzles. He squeezes your cheeks once, then twice, making you stare at him with a very confused face. Now he keeps pinching your cheeks at the most random moments, other times he would just poke your cheek no matter when or where, looking into your eyes with a wide smile. Despite appearing "brainy" to many, you wonder where all his brain goes when he looks so lovestruck like this, he doesn't even seem to care about other people's gaze directed at you two in public. He stop pinching your cheeks, but he didn't bother to remove his hands from cupping your face at all. Instead, he leaned in, landing a quick kiss on the very tip of your nose. He burst out a soft laugh, pulling you close and pressing your nose against his own, making you blush as he gently nuzzled against you. "Sorry I can't help it, you're too cute for me to handle." He mumbled an apology, promising you that he won't do that again, before throwing you some compliments about how adorable you look right now. But judging by that ever-present grin and cheeky glint in his eyes, you can hardly tell if he is actually serious about stopping his 'affectionateness' actions.