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gift for @dustofthedailylife, event hosted by @2022gisecretsanta

okay so like have you ever felt so angry because i lost like ~10k worth of words because MY GOOGLE DOCUMENT GOT CORRUPTED? I HAD EVERYONE IN THEIR LIST WRITTEN ANd I AM SO ANGRY BECAUSE NOW ITS ONLY 1 CHARACTER *AND* LACKLUSTER and then you keep rewriting aND REWRITING BECAUSE YOU AREN't SATISFieD AND YOU're STILL NOT SATISFIED BUT IT's THE 29TH AND YOU FEEL BAD BECAUSE THE PERSON RECIEBVING THIS IS WoNDERING WHERE THEIR PRESENT IS AND AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHJHHH

if the person whose receiving the gift wants me to i'll rewrite ayato's and zhongli's parts in separate posts later on because boy they weren't as angsty as al-haitham's and i was trying to do a mix of fluff, angst w/ comfort, and angst no comfort

sorry if i'm rambling too much i'm just genuinely so mad at my pc and google docs

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wc: ~1.1k

Al-Haitham x Reader: Coward

only in Al-Haitham's perspective, reader makes a short appearance and is implied to be missing in action

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Al-Haitham is a coward.

The Scribe of the Akademiya is a coward.

The savior of Sumeru’s deity is a coward.

No matter where Al-Haitham is, or what he thinks, he’s a coward true and through. And as he stands in the Grand Bazaar’s stage, with his newfound ‘friends’ celebrating the reinstatement and the saving of Lesser Lord Kusanali as the archon of Sumeru, Haitham could only remember the expression on your face when you last saw him.

The traveler smiles, speaking in a feminine, child-like voice.

“Everyone, it’s me.”

A soft, adoring smile adorned the traveler’s facial features as she placed her hand over her heart.

Paimon shrieks, and immediately the Scribe begins to tune out the conversation.

“My, I didn’t expect to be having a conversation with the consciousness of Lesser Lord Kusnali in the Grand Bazaar,” He glances at Nilou expectantly, “How interesting. Was this also planned for the feast?”

Nilou shakes her hands in front of her face, replying to Al-Haitham, (who bitterly shakes his head) “No, no.. of course not!” She turns towards the traveler with hesitancy, “are you.. are you Lesser Lord Kusanali, then?”

Lumineー or Nahida, who's occupying the traveler’s body, giggles, “Hello, Nilou,” Nahida gives a short wave.

Taking a step back, Nilou gasps, “You.. you know me?!”

Al-Haitham turns away, tuning out the conversation slowly, but Cyno nudges his shoulder, “The least you could do is pay attention. It’s our archon for Celestia’s sake, show her some respect, Al-Haitham.”

Opting to not respond, Al-Haitham silently glances at Cyno, and Cyno returns the glare.

Dehya stares at them with a pensive look on her face, mouthing, “Not the time for this.”

Cyno relents, breaking the eye-contact between them, “No need to be so ceremonious, Lesser Lord Kusanali, it has always been my duty to protect you.”

Al-Haitham scoffs, “That’s how the relationship between the Akademiya and our Dendro Archon should be like,” Remaining with a cold poker face, Haitham takes a jab at Cyno, “but we just did what was necessary to set things up on the right path.”

Dehya ignores Al-Haitham’s jab at Cyno, and adds on to Cyno’s sentence, “You’re an Archon, but you act so humble. You really don’t need to be..”

Dehya’s words mash together in a distorted way as Al-Haitham drives his focus away from the conversation at hand. Even when faced by a deity, he's still focused on you, and you alone.

No matter what he’s done or what he’ll do, he won’t ever escape your grasp, the hand that’s holding him by the neck and cornering him into a loss. Something the Scribe doesn’t experience daily.

He remembers a time late after everyone had finished with the graduation ceremonies, where everyone went home, rushing to find a position in the Akademiya, or maybe still studying late at night in the archives of the House of Daena.

Al-Haitham remembers finding you sleeping with obvious eyebags under your eyes, and he felt sympathy for you.

How many nights have you spent like this? He wondered. How many times have you fallen asleep, your brain calling to the comforts of sleep? The freshly graduated Al-Haitham looks down at you with (once again) sympathy.

Sure, he was your past so-called academic rival, just in different fields, but he realised at that moment when you both argued about the morals of the Akademiya, that you both were kindred spirits.

You both took different paths, but arrived at the same solutions. While he believes that humans are naturally bad, and choose to do good things to better mankind, you believe that all humans were born kind, but choose to do the wrong things.

“Scribe, and what makes you say that? Why are you commenting on moral philosophy when you’re a Haravatat graduate?”

Al-Haitham rubs his temples furiously, “Suddenly, I’m not allowed to have opinions anymore, as dictated by you, my supposed ‘equal’.”

You shook your head in discontentment, “Maybe, just maybe, Scribe, you should try to stay in your own lane, and not question the ethics and morals of the Akademiya,” you say, tucking your hair into your ear, “I represent the Akademiya, I reinforce the ethics and morals of the Akademiya. You just have to sit pretty and write down the important things for archon’s sake, I swear, you truly are impossible..”

Al-Haitham shakes his head, mocking you in that subtle way that he always did, “You expect me to back down, and bend over for the Akademiya,” His lips previously in a thin line were now turned downwards. Al-Haitham stares at you with amusement pooling in his eyes, and he folds his arms in that weird way he had always done.

“You’re.. you're kidding me. Right?” You stare at him, a bewildered look in your eyes, “you certainly can’t be serious.. A high ranking position at the Akademiya, who doesn’t share the same morals as the Akademiya for Greater Lord ... sake! Next thing you’re going to tell me is that you have the utmost respect for Lesser Lord Kusanali!”

Closing his eyes, Al-Haitham curtly replies, “You’re not wrong.”

At this point, Al-Haitham can imagine that you were pulling your hair out with a furious look in your eyes. That’s how it’s always been, hasn’t it?

But he opens his eyes, just to see you staring blankly, without reason and without a shine in your eyes.

His eyes narrow in on yours, and you simply shake your head, “I should’ve expected someone like you to defy the Akademiya,” you said, a deflated tone in your voice, “maybe you are just better off as a scribe, huh..”

Al-Haitham watches you walk away, he was ultimately the victor of this, ‘pleasant’, conversation, but he certainly didn’t feel like one.

Intrusive thoughts echoed throughout his head as he walks away from the House of Daena:

Coward. Why was it that you always needed to fight [Name]? They were like you, stubborn, but more emotional. You should have just backed down for once. You’re such a cowardー remember those roommate posters you put up after graduation? It had to have been for [Name], but you got cold feet, didn’t you. You had to have picked Kaveh, just because you didn’t want to see [Name] walking around your house, you would’ve caught feelings, huh? You already caught them. So what was the point, Scribe?

Al-Haitham is snapped out of his thoughts of you when the traveler approaches him after the feast.

“Oh? What do you need me for, Traveler?”

But in the end, Al-Haitham is still a coward. He is many things, but he is a coward, true and through.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #gixrsecretsanta2022 #lusc1na ー my (shit) writing

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what they do when it's snowing !

notes b4 we start ; this is for.. @lusc1nia !! for @2022gisecretsanta. apologies for me being late, and also i hope this is to your liking ! if it isnt im sorry aha, but please enjoy! ooc kujou sara tho bc i dont rlly know how to write her ,, also lets pretend the kamisato estate has a fireplace xoxo

can be seen as platonic on sara/heizou!

pairings ; kujou sara, heizou, ayato x gn!reader (seperate)

KUJOU SARA

making snow angels in the snow !

sara was a bit confused at first, what could you do in such a weather like this? as the leader of the tenryou commission, it was rare for her to have some free time like this. but since today was snowing, she had ordered her troupes to take the day off. she herself had taken a break, and decided to spend some time with you while she can.

you tried to get her to throw snowballs, build a snowman, but she couldn't seem to do any of them. "oh, how about this!" you plopped down onto the ice, moving your arms and legs up and down. "y/n, wouldn't that be cold?" she asked, concerned. "it's fine! now come down here too!" she hesitated for a bit, before laying on the soft snow and following what you did. "oh, this isn't so bad." you two stayed there for atleast 5 minutes, before getting up to see your creations. "what's it supposed to be..?" "snow angels!" you said, admiring you and sara's works. she saw how happy you looked, it was nice to finally be able to spend some time with someone, instead of spending the day alone like she normally would. she really does value your company. "sara? you've gone quiet, are you alright?" "oh— i'm alright. say, y/n, can we actually go make that snowman together?"

SHIKANOIN HEIZOU

snowball fights !

"hey, y/n, heads up!" you looked behind to see him to immediately get hit on the face by a snowball. "ow! heizou!" you decided to get back at him, throwing one back but he was quick to dodge. "you can't get me~" "how the hell are you so good at dodging!?" "i just am!" you kept trying to throw more, and more, but he was just too good. while he caught you off guard, he decided to throw a big snowball right at your face, which caused you to stumble back and fall. you can hear him laughing, hard, but he stopped once he saw you laying still on the ground.

"y/n?? y/n are you alright???" panic struck him, he immediately ran towards you. "did that hurt??" he started to get worried, "i'm fine." you said, sitting back up while putting your hand on your head. he let out a sigh of relief, before getting hit with a snowball right in the face. "I FINALLY CAUGHT YOU OFF GUARD." you said while you laughed your ass off, "haha, very funny y/n, you got me." he rolled his eyes, he wasn't mad in any way, though. he just smiled at you, admiring how happy you are just by finally being able to hit him with a snowball.

KAMISATO AYATO

cuddling near the fireplace !

ayato was a very busy man, the leader of the kamisato clan, the commissioner of the yashiro commission. you surely thought he wouldn't have the time to spend the day with you. but today was different, right now, you two were comfortably snuggling on the couch. your head on his chest as he holds you close. you thought of this to be way better instead of playing outside in the cold snow, you were resting comfortably next to the person you love the most.

"yato?" "yes n/n?" "goodnight. love you.." he chuckled, caressing your head softly, before planting a kiss on your forehead. "love you too, dear." before you two drift off to sleep.

#❤️ tysm #but.. sara!! ahh!!#my child #tysm again!!! ❤️❤️❤️

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