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dawndelilah · 1 year
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his fourth betrayal.
pairing/s: scaramouche x fem!reader
genre: angst
content warnings: toxic relationship, death, blood, foul languages, argument, scaramouche himself.
summary: arguments are not an unusual thing to happen in his relationship with (y/n). but maybe this time, he had gone way too far.
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“WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?!" (y/n) yelled, slamming the door behind her aa she followed Scaramouche into the living room. Fuming with anger, Scaramouche swiftly turned to her, eyes hard with furrowed eyebrows. "Why, (y/n)? Have you been listening to me as well?" He spat, raising a finger towards her direction accusingly. (y/n)'s eyebrows furrowed, scoffing in disbelief. A sarcastic laugh rumbled against her chest, running a hand through her hair.
Is he being for real? Throughout their relationship, (y/n) has been ALWAYS be the one to understand Scaramouche and his moods. Hearing those words leave Scaramouche's mouth is probably the shittiest she had ever heard from the man.
"Really, now, Scaramouche? Me? Since when did I not listen to you? Need me to remind you that I am the only one who tries to understand every bullshit you offered in this relationship? God, all you ever did in this relationship was to be a little bitch! Did you even think that I want to sit down and listen to that?" She scoffed, rolling her eyes at him. Now, it's Scaramouche's turn to scoff.
"I don't know why I have been keeping up with you for more than a year. I mean... You're not even that special to me. You're nothing to me, (y/n). I never loved you in the years we shared together." He said, staring straight into her eyes, voice and face void of any emotion. (y/n) gasped as tears welled up in her eyes.
Hah. What did she even expect from a man like him? Of course he wouldn't even bat an eyelid on her direction. But he somehow did. Was it all a part of a game? Did he see her as a game? Something disposable?
To him, is she only a toy for him to discard once he's had enough of her? She felt as if she was betrayed by all of the stars in the skies. Maybe she should've just listened to Mona. Maybe being with Scaramouche was indeed wrong. Mona had told her several times that the stars never lie. Maybe she was right. Tears fell from her eyes one by one, and only then did Scaramouche realize his mistake. He reached out his hand, but (y/n) only took a step back, shaking her head no before rushing out of the door.
"(y/n), I'm sorry! I didn't mean what I sai—"
"Save it, Scaramouche. You've done enough!"
"(Y/N)!" He called, but she was already outside his unit. With furrowed eyebrows, Scaramouche stood on his place for a good second before rushing out of his unit to go after Mona. Sensing his presence, (y/n) ran down the stairs. Unfortunately, her ankle twisted, and she yelped, tumbling down the long flight of stairs. Scaramouche was frozen in his spot when he saw how (y/n)'s head hit the wall, her face facing him. Under her, a pool of blood had started to seep from her head and that was when Scaramouche was pulled away from his initial shock, hurrying down the stairs to hold her in his arms.
"(y/n)? (Y/n), stay awake. Don't you dare die on me. You promised not to betray me, woman!" He shouted, his shaky hand placing itself underneath her head to stop the bleeding.
"Scaramouche.... I'm tired.. already. Don't act like.... You care.. about me..." She trailed, as one by one, her senses are starting to lose its purpose. "Let me go... Scaramouche..." She whispered before falling limp in his arms.
Scaramouche was looking down on her lifeless figure in grief. He didn't understand. Why is she....smiling? Why did it look like this is something that she had been looking forward to? Did he really hurt her that much, where she just longed to die? She embraced death like how she used to back in the early years of their relationship. She was beaming with a smile on her face whenever she would greet him as he picked her up before and after her lectures.
He could only silently cry, pulling her body closer to him. He did not care about the stain her blood would leave on the white sleeves of his shirt. All that mattered to him is to hold her before he would lose her forever.
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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lmfao not me having another au idea when I'm not even finished with my other aus and school reports.
spoiler: it's another genshin character, and based on TXT's song.
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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gonna post something within this week!
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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THE PROMISE I FAILED TO KEEP
chapter three: everywhere i go, my heart would still long for you.
summary: diluc had finally healed himself from the pain he did upon himself. or did he?
CONTENT WARNING: cheating
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Curled up under the sheets, Diluc's shoulders trembled as tears fell from his closed eyes, his hand desperately clinging to the left side of the bed; it was once the side that (y/n) had taken up during their relationship. Even after all the years of sleeping alone, Diluc's hands are subconsciously reaching out to his left, remembering how (y/n)'s soft hands wrap themselves around his larger ones. Could he even live without remembering every single piece of memory he shared with her?
He doubts.
Everything in his life had always reminded him of (y/n). Surely, the woman had been a great influence in his life. But because of him, it also slipped away from his grasp, and into Kaeya's arms. As he stood behind the counter, he can vividly remember the way she moved around as she made meals for the both of them, before their duties as a knight started. Stepping into his vineyard, he can remember her showing him a batch of grapes that she had picked from the vines with a proud smile on her face. In the vineyard, he can remember the way her hands slipped around his arm as they strolled around, the afternoon sun shining behind their figures.
His crimson-hued eyes opened, now fully aware that he had once again dreamed of his ex-lover. Closing his eyes shut, he pulled a spare pillow closer to him, sobbing silently.
"(y/n)..." He helplessly called out, his grip on the pillow tightening seconds after second.
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
He thought he would be living in peace after seeing her being wedded to a much-befitting man. He thought he could at least breathe easily, knowing that she is to be taken care of by a different man. He knows that Kaeya can take care of her- better than him, even. But why does it hurt? Why is he still longing for her? Why is he still hung up on the impossible chance of her coming back into his arms?
“(y/n)...” He cried.
On the other side of the door, his new lover stood, hands clasped over her mouth, eyes blown wide as she heard her boyfriend long for someone else that wasn't her. She knew, either way. But will she be called selfish if she wanted him to look her way, too?
Perhaps she was at fault for breaking her own heart. She could not even blame him. After all, it was she who approached him when he was grieving. It was she who forced herself into his life. How can she, when the man she loved for so long was hurting? What can she do other than help him move on? She could only laugh at herself. How pathetic of her to think that he could get his mind and heart off of (y/n) so easily when she have everything that any man could want in a woman?
It hurts her twice as much, but she loved him too much to see the red flags of their relationship. She did not want to let go of him and their relationship- so is he. She was holding on to her love for him.
But he was holding on to the feeling of being loved.
He missed the feeling of waking up snuggled next to his lover. He missed the warmth that he felt when he is with them. He missed the way he felt free when he is in the comfort of his room with his lover.
That time, Diluc swore that if he can turn back the time, he would've fixed everything with (y/n). If he can turn back the time, then surely, he wouldn't be crying in his bed.
Diluc thought it is pathetic of him. Months had passed since he last saw Kaeya and (y/n)- on their wedding day. Months had passed since he swore that he'll be okay, convinced that he's got the closure he needed. But months had passed, yet he was still pathetically grieving over his mistake of leaving her. Months had passed, yet he still could not take his mind and hear away from (y/n), despite having a new lover.
'I should break things off with her', he thought.
But he couldn't, especially when it was her who is giving him what he had wanted to receive from (y/n). Donna was giving him love, comfort, freedom, and warmth.
At this point, it was like they are both lying to themselves.
Donna lied. She said she can handle the pain; after all, when loving someone, there would be pain. She lied. She cannot handle the pain. She found herself questioning as she cried to sleep.
'Did I ever mean anything to him?'
'Did he even think of me once?'
Diluc lied. He said he's healed, that he's moved on. That he's ready to love someone again. He lied. He had never moved on from her. He would still be longing for her presence. It was her that his heart wants- no one else.
The following morning was silent between the two of them. Diluc was standing behind the counter, taking it upon himself to make breakfast for themselves while Donna sat by the counter, tenderly watching him move around the kitchen. The sound of meat sizzling on the pan echoed around the empty kitchen. Leaning her chin on the palm of her hand, Donna's thoughts traveled back to the previous events. Meanwhile Diluc, he was silently cooking.
Though, his mind was elsewhere.
Taking the plate, Diluc placed the perfectly cooked meat and placed it carefully on the porcelain dinnerware. Turning to Donna who was zoning out, Diluc placed the plate carefully on the counter. "Here you go, (y/- I mean Donna. Sorry." He muttered. Donna chuckled, shaking her head no, and pulled the plate closer to her, along with the utensil. The knife dug into the meat oh so tenderly; Diluc cooked it very well. Just like how they both like it.
Or was it according to (y/n)'s liking?
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longest title i ever had i think, hahaha lol
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The Roses of Heliogabalus, Lawrence Alma-Tadema
https://twitter.com/raiu_81/status/1542184278594928643?t=ToJNFMwuorEEimb2LLdtTw&s=19
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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I have so many ideas for Zhongli I don't even know where to start– aaaaaaaa
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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Okay so earlier I was watching a Korean series with my mother about this certain teacher who also holds consultations in the consultation room. Though, I think it wouldn't be an 'x reader' type of fic because the teacher doesn't have a significant other on the series. It's more of a Zhongli-centred fic.
SPOILERS FOR 'Nightmare High' UNDER THE CUT!!
So just like the first student who was played by Seo Shin Ae, she was considered as someone 'invisible' so she went to the Teacher for consultation and he gave her a leaflet with the class seating arrangements and asked her to draw lines connecting her and her classmates. And when she did it, it came true, her bullies became her friends and blah blah blah.
One thing that made me think of Zhongli is that they both hold contracts. I really think that Zhongli as Teacher Han (the teacher on the counseling room) fits very well. I don't know when I'll be able to start this but that's my initial thought!
Ps. I might even insert a small x reader portion in this fic just like the series but it's not with Zhongli. Can anyone suggest a character for me?
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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ㅤㅤMASTER 🪷 LIST! ㅤㅤㅤdawndelilah
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in this post, i, dawndelilah will be compiling my works for easy navigation. note that fictious contents that are explicit isn't allowed in my blog. another disclaimer, all of the fics that i have written are all fictional, i do not condone any acts of it, not does it make my moral compass any bad. i am not affiliated with genshin impact or the conpany that holds it.
MONDSTADT :
diluc ragnvindr:
» THE PROMISE I FAILED TO KEEP a
ㅤㅤㅤㅤseries summary: following Crepus Ragnvindr's death, Diluc is set to take revenge to the Fatui. however, he was too furious to realize the words left his mouth, and that turned his life upside down.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ series genre: angst
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ series status: ongoing!
LIYUE :
zhongli:
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ summary: Zhongli had waited for many millenia for (y/n) and went to a museum date.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ pairing: zhongli x fem!reader
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ genre: fluff
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nothing here yet. come back another time.
SUMERU :
OTHER :
scaramouche/wanderer:
» HIS FOURTH BETRAYAL. a
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ summary: arguments are not an unusual thing to happen in his relationship with (y/n). but maybe this time, he had gone way too far.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ pairing: scaramouche x fem!reader
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ genre: angst
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ word count: 709 words
nothing here yet. come back another time.
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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LOVE FROM A MILLENIUM.
a zhongli x f!reader oneshot.
summary: Zhongli had waited for many millenia for (y/n) and went to a museum date.
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Love moves in the most mysterious ways, they said. Love comes in many ways one could imagine. I, myself, had experienced love in various forms. Some were successful, and some ended horribly. Throughout my years of walking amongst the lands of Liyue, I, for sure saw the impact of love amongst humankind. My acquaintances described it as home, while some had described it as bad luck. Loving someone is one of the contracts that a person could take. It is not something that one should disregard easily. Love comes in commitment, pain, and happiness.
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Being in love does not mean it will always be rainbows and butterflies. It is inevitable to encounter disagreements, pains, and tears. That, I have experienced once in one of my many lives. I have seen people break down before me, crying their heart out for something that their partner had done. At first, I had not gained any knowledge about the field of love, until I did. Perhaps even a God such as myself can still feel the pain of being broken and betrayed. The pain that I have felt when I found out that my former partner was only afther the riches that I hold hurts more than I ever imagined. And on that day, I had learned that indeed, love is not always about rainbows and butterflies.
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I have experienced the loss of a loved one: it is far from pleasant. The feeling it left me feels heavy. It is as though someone had pierced me through the heart- a wound that never seemed to heal. Nevertheless, it should also bring you to the light. After all, there's always a rainbow after the rain. I have been told not to dwell on the pain but work to become a better version of myself.
And so, I did.
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A hand that slipped against mine had woken me up from my reverie. On my side is a young woman that closely resembles my last love: (y/n). Ah, right. I am supposed to be on a date with her. It is now in the modern area, where massive buildings have been built in the city. My thoughts are clouded with nothing but her. Her eyes that speak of the truth; her eyes that drew anyone to her; her eyes- the same pair of eyes that I fell in love with many years before. If you were to ask me what I think about (y/n), I would say that she is perfect in every way.
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“I apologize for being tardy. Have you been waiting long for me?” Her mellifluous voice rang around my ears as she looked up at me apologetically. A chuckle rumbled on my chest as I shook my head no, giving her the same lovesick smile I am used to give her, even before. “No, I have not, my dear. Shall we get going, then?” I asked. A sweet smile plastered itself on her face as she nodded, pulling me close to her. Oh, how I wished this happened before. Everything that I do with her by my side never failed to brighten up my days.
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(y/n) is the best thing that ever happened to me. 
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Hearing her talk about the work of art hanging on the wall makes my heart swell in pride. While I have been known to be an intelligent bachelor, something about her makes me want to listen. Even if I have already known about the information she speaks of. With (y/n), I am more than willing to learn more just to see her eyes sparkle in interest and pride. ㅤㅤ
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Our past has never been merciful to us with the perils that come in unexpectedly. I can vividly remember the forsaken day when she had fallen as the biggest war had erupted in my lands. She had sacrificed herself yet again for the safety of Liyue. I can still remember the way she fell erupted in my lands. I can still remember the way she fell limp in my arms, her bloody form leaning against me. And for the first time ever since the God of Dust died, a singular tear fell from my eye. 
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For years, I have watched from the sidelines, waiting. I have seen Liyue grow into the nation it is today, but there are still no signs of her coming back. I have sworn to wait for her, no matter how many millennia it would take me to have her in my arms again. For years, I watched her getting reincarnated, but it seems like fate is against us. She would always look at her significant other the same way I look at her, while I remained by the side as her dearest friend.
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Stopping in front of a large statue of a man in a robe, I heard (y/n) talk about him in high regard. I realized that it was the statue that my people built for me when I was still their God. When I was still called Morax. Rex Lapis. The God of War.
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In my wallet sat an old picture that I have taken way back. It was a picture of me and Ningguang by the harbor. With a gadget that hailed from Fontaine, a simple photo of us was taken. Even with a minimalist object, it still brings back memories of the past. I can remember myself on a journey to Mondstadt to commission Calx, a renowned illustrator. The photo that he had painted was hung up in the first art gallery in Liyue. The same painting that hung before us. Holding (y/n)'s hand firmly in mine, she had her eyes locked on the painting with an indescribable emotion on her face. All I can do is watch her with a small smile. 
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It is such a pity how she forgot every little memory we had shared before. The casual dates at Third-Round Knockout, the peaceful hangouts at Yujing Terrace, and at the Jade Chamber. Her eyes welled up in tears which made me panic- only to be caught in a surprise when she suddenly had her arms around me.
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"I... I remember now... I'm sorry for not remembering anything, Zhongli."
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She finally remembered.
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"Many millenias may have gone by, but your beauty still remains superior among the others, (y/n)."
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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THE PROMISE I FAILED TO KEEP
chapter two: the closure that i needed
summary: after four years, Diluc had finally stepped a foot back into his hometown. what he didn't know, is that the church of favonious have celebrated a union between two prominent figures of the nation.
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It took Diluc four painful years of battle and bloodbath for him to finally step a foot in his nation again. Four agonizingly slow years of avenging his father's passing. Four years of regret after leaving the woman he loved the most in shambles. Even after four years, he was still hung up on her. He thought he was already over her— but is he really? Just the mere thought of her blonde hair flying along with the wind brought a whole butterfly zoo in his stomach. Her sweet smile never failed to make him feel a hundred times better on bad days. He cannot help but wonder. 
‘It's been four years- did she move on with someone else?’ 
He's had nightmares of (y/n) slipping away further from his grasp and into the arms of another man. He would find himself waking up, heart thumping loudly in his chest with a tear falling down his cheeks. Sometimes, he would even dash out to find (y/n), only to realize that she is not with him anymore. And that caused an unexplainable pain in his chest. Yeah. 
He is surely not over her yet. 
But it's impossible. It's been four years since he had left Mondstadt– since he had left her. It is not possible that she would still wait up for him. After all, it was him who broke things off between them. As he sat in front of the fire on the hilichurl camp that he had previously invaded, Diluc spurted curses after curses at himself. With his hand on his head, he allowed the salty tears to roll against his cheeks. 
He deserved this. 
He should have given her the closure she needed, at least. He can still remember the night before he had left for Snezhnaya. He was at the Starsnatch Cliff, giving himself a breath of air when he hear her voice call out to him. The voice that he so loved– he surely would not get sick of hearing her voice all over again. “Diluc- wait!” She called, panting. She had run all the way from the Knights of Favonius Headquarters after seeing him pass by without sparing her a glance. She was worried; she had heard the news from Kaeya himself and he too, was distraught. “What do you want, (y/n)?” he asked, voice cold. (y/n) took a few breaths before looking at Diluc's back. He refused to turn and look at her. 
“Where are you heading off to?” 
“Away. Away from this nation. There are things I should settle in Snezhnaya.” 
“This is about Mister Crepus, isn't it?” 
“And what of it, (y/n)? What can a person such as yourself do about it? Go away. I do not wish to see anyone at the moment.” He spat, finally turning his body to face (y/n). What a mistake. From there, he can see her look at him with pain in her eyes. Damn it. Hurting her was the last thing he swore to do– but now, he had done it. Because of his own selfish reasons and desires. 
“So you're going to throw everything away that easily, huh? Tell me, Diluc. Did you even take our relationship seriously? I've told you that you do not have to shoulder every burden because I am here to help you! Kaeya, too!” 
“I DO NOT need help, (y/n)! Why can't you understand?” 
"Allow me to even aid you emotionally! I may not be the best fighter around here, but please!"
"You are weak, (y/n). You'll only keep me behind."
“So that's how it is. Well then, I shall leave you by yourself, Sir Diluc.” 
He could only watch as (y/n) slowly walked away from him, her shoulders shaking from all the crying. He... He had now lost everyone he holds dear. 
But maybe... Maybe he did deserve it. What can a weak man such as himself do to fight against fate, anyway? Sure, in combat, he may be strong; he had trained day and night since Crepus' passing, and now, he is much more confident with his fighting prowess. But also because of his past, he was weakened.  
Oh, how he wished he ran up to her and pulled her in his arms and shower her with apologies. Then maybe, maybe he would still be the man that stood beside her, eyes gleaming in happiness. Had he pushed his anger away, then maybe he wouldn't be drowning in sorrow and misery. Had he decided not to put their relationship down the drain, then maybe he wouldn't be as miserable as he was today.
The bells of the Church of Favonius rang as two familiar figures exited the massive doors of the Cathedral. The townspeople of Mondstadt gathered and cheered, congratulating the newly wedded couple with smiles on their faces. It was once his dream from his youth. To be wedded to the person he loved. He once dreamed to be wedded to (y/n). To either take her surname or have her take his surname. He once dreamed to live a happy married life with her. To see the silver glint of the wedding ring that was supposed to be on his finger.
Clad in a white gown that emphasized her youthful glow, (y/n) took her sisters, Jean and Barbara in her arms in a loving hug. He could not hear what the younger had stated, but he can see her say something to (y/n). Giggles from the women were heard from the vicinity about how lucky she was tk be married to a man like him as a gloved hand snaked itself around (y/n)'s waist, making her look up at her groom with love. 
That should have been me. 
It was supposed to be him who planted a loving kiss on her temple. It was supposed to be him who was wedded to her. It was supposed to be his torso that (y/n) wrapped her arms around. It was supposed to be him and her standing in front of the altar. He was supposed to be the one who shared vows with her. He was supposed to be the one to slip the ring on her finger and seal it with a kiss.
It should have been us that the citizens of Mondstadt are congratulating.
Not you and Kaeya.
Ah, Kaeya and (y/n). The two people that he had left because of his own selfishness.
The two people he used to secretly care for are now bound in front of the altar. They are now bound by the rings wrapped around their finger in front of the holy presence of their God, Barbatos. Despite the pain he felt in his heart, Diluc knew that it is better for (y/n) to find another man suitable enough for her to love, and give her the love she deserved. A man that isn't going to push her away when she approaches;
a man that isn't him. 
To think of it, Kaeya and (y/n) would make a better pair. 
Better than they were.
Seeing that (y/n) is happily married to Kaeya, diluc thought that maybe, this could be his eye-opener. (y/n) is finally happy, free from despair- and he should be, as well. It is now his time to leave the past behind, love another woman, and not repeat the same mistake again. 
But can he do it, if (y/n) had become a great influence in his life? Can he do it if his life once revolved around (y/n)?
The sight was too much for him to handle. He shook his head at himself and decided to approach the newlywed couple. No one knew the reason for the break up except for him and (y/n) themselves- probably Kaeya, too. Mustering up his 'confident' façade, he stopped in front of the two. (y/n) caught his gaze, and was taken aback at his sudden appearance. She cautiously glanced up at Kaeya who only nodded with a small smile in return. (y/n) turned back to Diluc and accpeted the gift he had in his hand. One that he would've given her if she remained single along with a heartfelt apology and perhaps some kisses if she forgave him.
"Look-"
"It's okay, Diluc. I have long forgiven and forgotten the past. You don't have to carry the guilt anymore. I know you've had it for years."
She's right. He doesn't have to be guilty anymore. Contented with the closure he needed, he excused himself and retired back into the Dawn Winery.
Crying.
Crying because the realization of not being able to wake up next to her had dawned on him. Crying because he will have to do things alone again, and that (y/n) would not be there to help him with it.
He's crying because the woman he had been in love for years is no longer within his grasp, and is in a loving marriage with the person he used to consider as his brother.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤdawndelilah, 2023.
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The Roses of Heliogabalus, Lawrence Alma-Tadema
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dawndelilah · 1 year
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just a hater
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Pairing: scaramouche x reader (smau)
Synopsis: In which you major in astronomy and scaramouche is the biggest astronomy hater (in your eyes). What happens when someone confesses their feelings for you, and you not knowing how to handle affections, suddenly blurt out that you are already taken. By who? Well, scaramouche of course.
Themes: modern au, enemies to friends to lovers, actually more like rivals to acquaintances to friends to lovers, both of u banter constantly, fake dating trope, fluff(?), crack, smau, college au, slight angst(?), arrange marriage but not between you and scara
Warnings: kys/kms jokes, both of you suck with emotions, swearing, dn & ur mom jokes, talks of feeling unwanted and not being enough, lack of communication, misunderstandings, main characters don’t like to admit their feelings(i understand that could be frustrating), scaramouche is an asshole and you are too, mentions of alcohol and consuming it
Status: irregular updates 😭
A/N: taglist is closed!! reader is gender neutral. ✍︎︎ = written portion.
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profiles — [ fruits basket | emos 🖤⛓🥀 + childe ]
❥ 01 — three more days
❥ 02 — everything’s fine
︎ ✍︎︎ 02.5 — how it happened ︎
❥ 03 — haha what if i just 🏃‍♀️
❥ 04 — (✍︎︎) you can’t run from me
❥ 05 — enemies to lovers 🤭
❥ 06 — a good bf
❥ 07 — wikihow how to be romantic, first dinner date, and being a third wheel
❥ 08 — bros fighting for his life
❥ 09 — overthinking and overanalyzing
❥ 10 — who tf?
❥ 11 — (✍︎︎) actual (but not really) first date
❥ 12 — the audacity
❥ 13 — (✍︎︎) library
❥ 14 — me thinks
❥ 15 — i feel ill
❥ 16 — no one asked
❥ 17 — BRO HE’S BACK
❥ 18 — scaray/n project
❥ 19 — (✍︎) i hate you
❥ 20 — FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
❥ 21 — drunken confession
❥ 22 — in the kamisato siblings we trust
❥ 23 — one step ahead of you
❥ 24 — (✍︎) déjà vu
❥ 25 — tba
❥ 26 — tba
❥ 27 — tba
❥ 28 — tba
❥ 29 — tba
❥ 30 — tba
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THE PROMISE I FAILED TO KEEP
chapter one: the beginning of my regret
characters: Diluc Ragnvindr, Kaeya Alberich, Crepus Ragnvindr
summary: blinded by his anger after his father's death, Diluc said some words he surely will regret.
WARNINGS! this chapter contains spoilers from Diluc's lore, Kaeya's origins, and mentions of blood. if you do not want to be spoiled, do not proceed.
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It was during the night I reached the age of being an adult. We were hanging out by the tavern: the townspeople were drinking pints after pints of beer- reciting songs and cheers with pride. I can remember my father sitting amongst them men, his booming laughter echoed around the area in the tavern. I was at a separate table for myself, entertaining the people who congratulated me for finally being an adult. Being offered several pints of alcohol, I refused all of those. Not because I am on duty- but because I disapprove of the taste of the alcohol lingering on my tongue. I saw my father trudge closer to the table I was at, patting the blond man on his back. It should be the time we head back home. Even with Mondstadt's security, one cannot ignore the possible danger lurking in the dark. The peril that I speak of does not mean monsters. I do not have to worry; I could protect ourselves. I am sure of it.
My father had revealed that he too, once dreamed to be a part of the Knights just like how I am. He said that I have succeeded what he failed and that the Knights must be lucky to have someone like me among their ranks. He seemed to belittle himself, so I told him that he's helped Mondstadt as much as the Knights did. Hearing the sentence, 'I am proud of you, son.' made my heart leap in joy. I have made my father proud, and that is enough for me. He muttered something about me 'not needing this anymore', and I was left confused. 
What does he mean by that?
I can hear the roaring of a dragon in the distance, and before I knew it, the people who accompanied us are on the ground, lifeless and bloody. I was baffled; what just happened? I heard a thud and I saw my father in front of me. He had used a strange power from the garment that he wore on his hands and there were chains wrapped around the creature. Something clicked, and the dragon was acting strangely- I was stunned. I wasn't able to move. And just in time, my father stepped in front of me, shielding me from whatever the dragon was about to do. I acknowledged him for defeating the creature, but the victory did not last long when he suddenly slumped to the ground. Bloody.
What?
Everything happened so fast...
Why...?
Why couldn't I do anything to stop it?
Why am I so weak?
Why couldn't I protect my own father?
The day after the incident, I went to the headquarters to speak with the Knights after what happened. I only got the response of 'the incident cannot be disclosed to the public.'. And honestly, it is the most bullshit thing I've heard in my eighteen years of living. What do they mean by that? Are they just gonna bury the truth about my father defeating the dragon and his sacrifice?! Saving Mondstadt because the knights are so inefficient?
"The Ordo Favonius will lose all credibility if the people were to discover that the incident has been settled by a mere businessman." A mere businessman? I could not believe my ears. The Knights, the organization in Mondstadt that I looked up to sees my father as a MERE BUSINESSMAN?! They talk about the fame and glory of being beneficial to the living. If that's what they are going to do, then they should not see me as a part of the Knights. Taking off the coat that was given to me and slammed it onto whatever surface I saw. I do not tolerate such disrespect to the people I hold dear. Especially my father. He had done so much for the betterment of Mondstadt. Storming out of the headquarters fuming with anger, I shoved people out of my way. Some people were with me, believing my side of the story instead of the crappy story that the insufficient Knights made up. Some even tried to reason out.
"You cannot change my mind. The incident that happened shows how much of an inefficient bunch you are. Fucking cowards." I snapped, glaring at the shaking Knights that stood beside me. Some of them are of a higher rank than I do, but frankly, I do not care at this point. "How does it feel, taking all of the glory that my father did? His sacrifice? Did that boost your fragile ego? How pathetic. You cannot even defeat that abomination without shaking your knees in fear." I added.
Being around people while my blood was boiling is not a good thing. I might cause havoc to innocent people, and I do not want that. It's the least I would do because it won't make me any different from the Knights. 
I refuse to be like them. Not anymore.
While I was cooling my head back in the comfort of my room, I sat on the single chair, hair tied up high in a ponytail. I heard the door open and close, along with the clacking of shoes on the tiled floor. An ungloved hand placed itself on my shoulder, and I looked up to see Kaeya standing behind me with a small smile. "Everything will be okay, 'Luc. You can still be the Knights' Cavalry Captain; just show them that it is not worthy of taking all the credit. It is not wrong to admit that you are lacking in some aspects, you know?"
I would've agreed with Kaeya. But the Knights refused to change their decisions. They will continue to feed off of father's glory and sacrifice. Celebrating the victory as if it is theirs, when in fact, it is not. I can feel the anger in me resurfacing, it made me swat Kaeya's hand away from my shoulder and stand up in fury. "I wasn't doing it for any of the Knights, Kaeya. I WAS DOING IT FOR MY FATHER!" I shouted, almost tearing up. "How can I be okay when I watched my father suffer because of his strange power backfiring on him? How can I be okay when it was ME who took him out of his agony and misery? It will haunt me forever, Kaeya! Did you think that everything will go back as it was before father died? The Archons above knew how I wished it is that easy, Kaeya!" I breathed heavily, my chest aching from the pent-up anger as I jabbed Kaeya's chest with my index finger. Kaeya said nothing but stood there as if he is letting me release my anger on him. 
"Do you even know how painful it is to feel your father's heartbeat slowing down as you held him in your arms?"
Diluc... what are you saying?
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"Oh, right. How could I ever forget? Hahaha."
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Diluc, stop it this instant! You knew it is a sensitive topic for Kaeya, shut your mouth up!
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"You never know the feeling because your father left you all alone on that day."
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Kaeya, I am deeply sorry. You must hate me now, don't you? It's alright. I understand. 
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I can see small tears welling up in Kaeya's eyes as he tried to give me a gentle smile, holding me back. "Take a deep breath, 'Luc. I must tell you something." Doing what he said, I took deep breaths and stood back from him, glancing at him as I did so. How... How can he still give me that warm smile even after what I said to him? 
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Kaeya... I am sorry.
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He took a deep breath as if he was conditioning himself and looked at me straight in the eye. I could feel my eyebrows twitching as my eyes followed the way his lips moved. Everything around me seemed to deafen, I could only stare at him blankly. Khaenri'ah. He looked relieved as if a heavy burden was taken off his shoulders. It also looked like he was expecting that he'll get this reaction from me. Many times we drew our blades, but this time, it was pointed at each other. Blade against blade, the room was filled with the clanging of weapons, the room lighting up in bright orange, reflecting the crimson-orange fire from my blade. I heard a pained cry from him, and there I saw a gash on the skin around his eye. My blade wounded him. All of a sudden, I can feel bits of cold prickling my skin, along with the bright blue reflection: the clashing of crimson fire and azure ice. A sudden wind stunned us both, leaving us on the different sides of my room, panting. Before Kaeya, a light blue vision sat on the ground.
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A Cryo Vision.
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And on that same night, I left home to avenge my father, carrying both anger and regret. Anger because I got too ahead of myself, letting my emotions control me. Regret because I never got to hold my words back and that visibly hurts Kaeya more than I know. And who knows, this might sever my relationships with the other people close to me.
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The Roses of Heliogabalus, Lawrence Alma-Tadema
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THE PROMISE I FAILED TO KEEP.
a Diluc x fem!reader series.
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series summary: following Crepus Ragnvindr's death, Diluc is set to take revenge to the Fatui. however, he was too furious to realize the words left his mouth, and that turned his life upside down.
series genre: angst
status: ongoing!
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WARNINGS! this series contains spoilers from Diluc and Kaeya's backstory, character deaths, mentions of blood. if you are not comfortable with any of those, you are free to see yourselves out.
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series masterlist :
OO1: the beginning of my regret.
OO2: the closure that i needed.
OO3: everywhere i go, my heart would still long for you.
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The Roses of Heliogabalus, Lawrence Alma-Tadema
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DAWN'S PUBLISHING HOUSE! 🪷
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Well, look what we have here. Are you perhaps here to check on the newest release of the publishing house? You have arrived at the right time. Ahem, I formally welcome you to DAWN'S PUBLISHING HOUSE, where you can browse through several pieces that might catch your interest.
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Before we go on, let me share some of the information about the author, me.
I go by the penname Dawn / Delilah. You, my little fox cubs are free to address me however you'd like. This is a non—spoiler free, blog/writing account. canon and headcanon-based. third person pov! legal aged: 18+, she/her pronouns. I will be having Yae Miko of Genshin Impact as my main muse in this blog.
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WHAT TO EXPECT IN THE PUBLISHING HOUSE?
angst
tragedy
little to no fluff
mature/dark contents
genshin-centred fics
character x fem!reader (i can't write with male anatomy, sorry)
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THEMES THAT I DO NOT WRITE FOR:
incest
noncon
furry
heavily detailed smut or smut in general
romantic connections between a child and adult
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DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME IF YOU ARE:
a groomer
a pedophile
supporting corrupt officials
bodyshamer
homo/transphobic
basically everything that fits the DNI criteria
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I do not have a request form, so you are free to send me a request directly so that you can expound your suggestion freely to me.
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That would be all, my little fox cubs. 🦊
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Władysław Czachórski, A Lady in a Lilac Dress with Flowers, 1903
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dawndelilah · 2 years
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I made a Hu Tao edit for my account. I liked it very much.
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⚖️ RAISED THE BAR!
parings scaramouche x female!reader
synopsis yn thought she finally escaped the perpetual doom of placing 2nd after she graduated high school. but alas! the leaderboard has her name printed under another’s! a name she thought she’d never get to see again. better luck next time, i guess.
tags genshin smau, modern au, college/university, fluff & angst, rivals to friends to lovers, academic rivals, slow burn
warnings cursing, jokes abt stalking, alcohol, unrealistic perception of college lol, self destructive behaviors, controlling and strict parents, ooc characters, will add more
status 06/13/22 — ongoing
likes & reblogs are greatly appreciated!
— taglist is open!
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characters :: yn's group / scara's group
ACT I. — better luck next time, i guess.
⚖ 00. him again ✎
⚖ 01. since when was he here
⚖ 02. war flashbacks / suspicious
⚖ 03. it's B23
⚖ 04. she's just annoying lol
⚖ 05. serious talks
⚖ 06. menace to society ✎
⚖ 07. keep us updated
⚖ 08. it's none of your business ✎
⚖ 09. feeling a little goofy rn
⚖ 10. i hope you're allergic to cats
⚖ 11. when a cat meets another cat ✎
⚖ 12. and he looked cute doing it
⚖ 13. u're a moron but u can get there ✎
⚖ 14. so message him raynao
⚖ 15. hurray for yn!
⚖ 16. slowly rest your head on my shoulder ✎ / aftermath
ACT II. — you're not stupid, stupid.
⚖ 17. insecurities, insecurities
⚖ 18. uh oh best friend fight
⚖ 19. now we wait
⚖ 20. it's been five days?
⚖ 21. not yet ✎
⚖ 22. u're not actually a moron ok ✎
⚖ 23. bestie reconciliation / friendship fluff
⚖ 24. new memories
⚖ 25. one time thing
⚖ 26. falling, falling ✎
⚖ 27. symptoms of a crush
⚖ 28. so much for keeping distance
⚖ 29. string of dates
⚖ 30. i'm warning you
⚖ 31. undeniably so ✎
ACT III. — it was a mistake.
⚖ 32. finals day one
⚖ 33. i told you so
⚖ 34. finally over
⚖ 35. not so deja vu ✎
⚖ 36. hard work paid off?
⚖ 37. liar ✎
⚖ 38. why?
ACT IV. — are you happy?
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a/n: aaa i'm excited!! please be nice this is my first smau and english isn't my first language, so excuse my grammar errors TT
if you want to be part of the taglist, just reply, dm, or ask!
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