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reilliane · 1 year
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such an eventful world raid lmao.
when i realized what mob they were referring to, i malfunctioned 'cause i didnt know the nAME - and if i search it might take time and they'll leave so i just went for triangle ashddhakdhak
(part two bcs yes the kazuha rejoined my world 😭💜)
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reilliane · 1 year
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I honestly wasn't expecting the Kazuha to rejoin my world even after being added in the friend list, 'cause you know, sometimes they're just there- in the list.
But boy am I surprised- in a good way! 'Cause omg I genuinely feel giddy PAHAHHADHSAJDH
The Kazuha wanted fungal spores this time :'))
Also yes, there's "TBC" because I did not include all of the shenanigans here, so there's going to be one more part!
(a very cute close-up of two adventuring anemo men utc)
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reilliane · 2 years
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Behold, Fleur!4nemo's reluctant welcome LMAO
- of course it'd be different in the fanfic itself but I envisioned this hilariously playing out lololo
- also since the color red is taken (kazuha), i chose to assign purple for heizou _(:з)∠)_
- part of this process was laughing over what titles to use as an introduction, like venti's 'omg he's your roommate' SAJDHASJ- aether has the most normal one, xiao does have a problem with trying to be friendly and that will show up in future stuff when he attempts to be nice but shucking fAILS- sorry mc-
- need i talk about kazuha's "mr im stealing the mc"?? we all know he's steps ahead of the three, but who knows, when heizou shows up things might change :)))
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reilliane · 1 year
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(f!reader/scenario)
Hearths Dendro & Hydro are never not at each other's throats fr
(HCs utc)
This was supposed to be an art post of its own but I couldn't help but slot in a few headcanons that gets these two dorms grinding each other's nerves when it comes to MC/[Name] lol:
Regardless of whether you belong to Hearth Hydro or not, the men here will always kiss your hand as greeting (Not so often for Ajax, but he does it if he spots a certain pair). Who would've thought that such chivalrous acts prevail until today; the modern age?
Alhaitham and Kaveh blanches whenever they see it happening, but shuts up when- hey now, why do you look like that- did you enjoy it or something?! Kaveh says it's preposterous but Ajax is all 'I dunno, it made [Name] smile tho >;)' and the former retreats in annoyance ajhdjakdhjakdkas
Hearths Hydro and Dendro never really get into physical altercations, preferring to settle things through academic means; debates, projects, you name it! Ajax suffers in this the most (much to the smug responses of Alhaitham and Kaveh), so the ginger gets thoroughly invigorated when it comes to event games and contests.
Tighnari isn't easily pressed and persuaded into joining whatever passive aggressive fiasco his 'lummoxes' of hearthmates have, well aware that Hearthleader Buer may be disappointed. But even he has his time being sassy, particularly at a bad day, or when Xingqiu manages to get under his skin. Don't be so concerned over their "Are you mocking me?" , "Am I?", really! They're both... 'neutral' :)
Sometimes, this rivalry (the ladies do not partake in it, they're very cordial) expands past the academic bubble. Are you cold? Expect two cloaks being extended your way—Alhaitham and Ayato, respective Masters of their Hearths, will smile your way, but their gazes are heavily pointed at one another. They'll lose the chance to actually hand it to you because they've gotten busy with their passive aggressive comments. When they break it off, you are already enshrouded in a different cloak, and Electro's Master, Cyno, is already walking away with a tiny smirk.
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reilliane · 2 years
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[Name], humming: I just read this book last night. Imagine getting not one, but two- I dunno, imagine multiple men falling for one lucky lady.
Venti, Aether, Kazuha, Xiao:
[Name]: Impossible, amirite?
Kazuha: In truth-
Venti, Aether, Xiao:
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the aftermath: little what?
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reilliane · 1 year
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It's wanderin' time 😩✨
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reilliane · 2 years
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Oh,, I just thinking about Vigil!MC's childhood moment when she was sick. Like... she just stayed in her room, can't go anywhere. And little boy Kazuha acted precisely like the "LET ME INNNN" meme.
" I want to play with sister uwaaaaaaaa" o(TヘTo) (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)
And MC in the room, smiled when she imagined her brother's face
🐱‍💻
sososo terribly late but delivered! q(≧▽≦q)
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reilliane · 2 years
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Meet Your Match
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t/w: mentions of blood, death, 'cheating'
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“Who is that?”
Arrayed whispers.
“He's dancing with the Queen..”
Shameless stares.
“But where's Prince Ragnvindr? Isn't he meant to be the first dance?”
Barely contained gossip.
“That's his Highness, Prince of Kuni.”
“Prince- then you mean... !”
The Conqueror who dyes lands red, seeking relinquished crowns and yielded Kingdoms. No one knows for certain if he merely wished for all to fall to his feet, or if there is a reason behind such doings.
But there is something that's known in the gilded ballroom that has fostered an atmosphere that suffocates with tension and suspense.
Billowing crimson, twisting grins—the dancing pair looks as though they are one; a terrible match created in hellfire.
“They're staring, your Highness,” you utter as the background music slowly climbs the nearing crescendo. “It isn't so common for a different Prince to grace my ballroom, after all.”
You've heard about the infamous noble, aware of his feats and time on the battlefield—but other than those grounds, he is swathed in an enigma.
The noble in question chuckles, his electrifying violet eyes pulsing with a familiar power. His response comes only after he twirls you in accompaniment with the strings, hand resting on your side.
“I believe it's more because of her Majesty. I almost mistook you for a lady of my Kingdom, what with your choice of color.”
Violet. Signature color of Kuni.
You say that it's not a crime to wear something other than the usual black and ivory, the minute conversation dying down eventually.
At the corner of your eye approaches Crown Prince Diluc—your fiancé—who is easily stupefied at the sight of a different Prince dancing along with you.
The gossip and whispers are lackadaisically contained, as though they are meant to be heard.
Well, it isn't as if the Ragnvindr is concerned about someone taking his place. You believe he's actually gladdened.
With practiced ease and years of delicate experience for the fruit of perfection, you spin, fingers being the only ones connecting you to your partner until he reaches back to find purchase on your waist.
You cross gazes with him, eyebrow arched. “So my Prince is rather talented with his tongue, as well, isn't he? What a charmer. If only his Highness Diluc can be so endearing.”
His grasp gets a little firmer as he dips you with surprising finesse and elegance, unexpected for a man who's probably only handled a sword. It reminds you of Ajax.
“Is it truly wise for the Queen to express discontent over her betrothed to a different man?” Scaramouche raises his own brow.
“I see not a single problem, my Prince. Aren't we only conversing?”
The music steadily begins to reach its end, the strings drawing out the last note that prompts the rest of the dancing pairs to curtsy. You follow along, your bow leveled with that of the Prince's, who does the same.
With the conclusion of the opening dance, the onlooking nobles erupt into applause. Whether it is out of sincere delight or the fear of upsetting you, you didn't think to wonder which is true.
“The first official dance I've had and it is with a Queen, thank you, it was nothing short of pleasant.” the violet-eyed noble kisses your knuckles as he leads you out of the dance floor.
First dance, he said. With a Queen, he said.
Is he a natural charmer or has he learned to sweeten his tongue as he grew? If not for the familiar luster of paramountcy in his eyes, you would've felt inclined that it's the former.
Despite the danger he brings not only to you but to Khemia, you can't ignore the rapture yielded from striking conversations with him.
For so long, it's always been the world playing against fire—you—but ah, is this how it feels like- to play with something capable of harm?
If you are deemed a tyrannical monster, you wonder how the rest view him, a man who seeks the oblivion of the Six Kingdoms.
It's a miracle that the ballroom is graced by many aristocrats, still, given their unmistakable fear. But... then again, they are greedy aristocrats.
So long as they behave and do their part, they know that you wouldn't send them any unneeded attention. Thus, they continue to gratify themselves at parties.
“Would you be interested in another dance, then? After all the affairs I've to address, of course. I believe my betrothed...” you simper, catching the fiery gaze of a certain Ragnvindr. “Isn't so amused.”
Scaramouche gives you a smile, though it doesn't really reach his eyes. “I'm not a patient man, your Majesty. Nothing forbids me from leaving the party.”
There it is, you can feel it, the hiss of a creature disguising itself as prey.
An enclosure of hushed whispers starts in your mind, varying in tones and intensity.
They're particularly louder tonight than usual, murmuring about the risk the Conqueror brings despite his ostensibly innocuous mannerisms. You believe them to be true.
When have they been not?
Still, to stave off the danger calls for the necessity to understand what it is, first and foremost. So, just as he set his foot down, so do you.
“My word, then whatever can I add other than the promise of the last dance to get you to stay?”
An essential entanglement, this is.
“Some wine.” that's nothing too onerous.
The smile on his face grows thin, as though that of a cheshire's. What it possibly entails, you're yet to know.
“And a private audience.”
Oho? A private audience—in other words, a time when he can talk to you alone, without the presence of both of your personal Knights and retainers.
You chuckle, intrigued. “Granted.”
He must've been anticipating this stipulation of his to be turned down—for requesting an audience with a monarch is a lengthy process. Despite being a noble, it does not exclude him from the queue.
Well, if you had a queue to begin with. People are either too cowardly or prideful to bother requesting audiences with you.
Satisfaction for the promised privacy settles on his devilishly handsome face as he dips his head. A momentary farewell.
“I eagerly await the finale then, your Majesty.”
With that, you both part ways for the time being.
You intend to go and find the dessert table- then maybe lend an ear to Xingqiu's abashed reports about the recent lack of fraud following your domineering rule.
He's never outright mentioned it, but one can easily tell his opposing and dubious view toward your way of getting things done.
Him and many others.
Oh well—it isn't as though you live to please people.
“I've to remind you ceaselessly but it appears that you do not care at all for restoring your reputation.” comes a voice just as a servant fills a plate of your preferred delicacies.
You turn around, ignoring the quick and cowardly scampering of said servant, and giggle.
“My hearing seems to have failed, is Prince Diluc actually concerned about me?”
The noble in question all but grimaces at this. You can tell that it takes him his everything not to appear as repulsed as he truly is.
Oh Diluc, how he makes sure not to hurt your feelings by masking his obvious disgust, ahaha!
“Please don't flatter yourself, your Majesty,” well what do you know, he's also so polite, “I only ever said so in the hopes that you will still be lenient in the provisos of our agreement.”
Bold of him to admit such a thing.
Ah, but of course.
The hems of your gown drape over the marbled floor as you saunter away, plate in hand. He follows close behind.
It has been a couple of months since he verbalized his want to put an end to the marriage contract and so far, his father, King Crepus, has only managed to pay back a quarter of his debt.
With the slow pace and atrophying capability to pay back, it is foreseeable that the Crown Prince will be wed to you as payment.
But you're merciful!
So, so merciful, that you extended the window of time for Crepus to return the money he borrowed. Yes, you've added a condition with that extension, but so far, you've yet to actually name the specifics of said proviso.
Diluc has been, to his pride and chagrin, attempting to get in your good graces in hopes that you won't demand anything marginally impossible. He needn't do much, really.
You already find him so fascinating—what's there not to like about his desperation to sever ties with you?
It is nothing short of amusing! Does he detest you that much that the idea of marriage turns him blue?
Well... you did slaughter his precious Princess.
“Aren't you afraid of opprobrium?” he asks.
Ah... no.
He definitely overheard the gossip. He isn't your first dance, either, him, the man you are to be wed to. Well! What does it matter?
No one and nothing is hurt, except maybe for his pride.
Teasing, you bat your eyelashes whilst inserting a slab of chocolate between your lips to indulge in its sweetness. At the Prince's back, a few meters away, stands the other foreign royal, who in spite of mingling with other aristocrats, catches your eye with a smirk.
You giggle.
“I do not think I mind if it's with Kuni's Prince.”
If Diluc isn't revolted a while ago, then he most certainly is now. His pink face, flushed from either vexation or fluster, is covered halfway by his gloved hand.
He sighs. “Even if you jest, you repulse me..”
You mirror his disappointment with a sigh of your own. The night is too early to lose its luster.
“Enlighten me with something I don't know, my Prince.”
He grumbles something you can't quite catch and you erupt into tiny bouts of laughter, walking off to find a particular servant.
Along the way, you brush shoulders with the man whose eyes dance with lightning.
The natural curve of his lips makes you wonder what awaits your time of seclusion later in the night.
Ah, finally, something to look forward to.
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diluc: i dont really care if you meet up with other men, i just want to get out of this ghastly marriage arrangement
mc: [ mingles with scara ]
scara: i request a private audience with the queen ;)
mc: not a problem ;))
also diluc: your maJESTY, thE aUDacITY!!
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a/n: oh diluc make up your mind lmao- by the way! 'cheating' was used a t/w because even if diluc/mc aren't 'lovey dovey', they still are technically engaged. and mc is here having the time of her life teasing poor diluc about it :V
hm, and yes, that private audience. well, ehe? ;)
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reilliane · 2 years
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Servant A: The Queen's personal Knight and servant... he's amazing, isn't he? Sir Kaedehara?
Servant B: He is... ! Maybe it has something to do with his past as a noble? He can do anything! He doesn't seem to have any weakness!
Childe, Alatus, and Kazuha, overhearing the conversation:
Alatus: The star of the castle.
Childe: I'm inclined to tell them what exactly your one weakness is.
Kazuha: ...................
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Alatus: Thankfully, he was not punished.
Childe: Her Majesty was highly amused.
Kazuha: With all due respect, I do not know what you are talking about.
[ childe: [name] was only a little irked, seeing sir kaedehara be such a lightweight made her lenient ♪(´▽`) ]
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reilliane · 2 years
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The poor unsuspecting Albedo, Xingqiu, Aether, and Venti of vigil!mc's hidden strength (wait does Ayaka already know about Mc's strength?). Just imagine they got attacked (Ayato is also with them) by like an abyss mage or something like that, and mc just straight up made that abyss mage fly up to the stars. Ayato is now even more terrified of her strength, and is actually thanking Ei that he somehow survived mc's strength and/or mc didn't punch him to hard
And another one has entirely left my inbox! Boy it was difficult to draw tons of characters in one setting ghgh but it's good practice so!
ONWARDS- (read: left-right, up-down)
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reilliane · 1 year
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🥺🥺 I wanna kiss your Septem!Tighnari so badly. What a handsome little man
omogmgomgogmogg anon dear 😭😭 am so happi :')))
here have a tighnari jashdjkasdhakd. straightforward compliments will catch him off guard fr, he won't show it to MC but his hearthmates will know just how affected he is lmao
(currently editing septem's part 2! for some reason it got even longer lmao)
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reilliane · 1 year
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Bare the shoulder, boy
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reilliane · 2 years
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reilliane · 2 years
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heizou the flirt? hehhh what if he unexpectedly gets a taste of his own medicine 😩
lowkey practicing drawing him because he's going to appear in future writing and he's gonna be the one blushing >:]
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reilliane · 2 years
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[1/2] Irodori
Releasing 1st part as base/context for part 2!
(Kazuha's holding the large bouquet given to MC by the suitors in that one short lol. Now behold. the fluff!)
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reilliane · 2 years
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Mundane Conversations - Carmen Twins
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“What are you even reading? I just got back from eating a snack and you're already off the console.” All huffy with traces of breadcrumbs being wiped by his sleeve, Venti pouts.
Zephyr looks at him with a mix of bafflement and disgust.
“None of your-”
“That's [Name]! [Name] hiiiii!” his yelp is ignored as the older twin all but throws himself forward, reaching for the phone displaying the call profile of their friend. Sadly, the moment his endeavors reach fruition, the profile disappears. “Ehh? The call just ended..”
Groaning at the crushing weight, Zephyr thrashes about, howling when his twin's elbow hits him square in the nose. Oh gosh, the tears in his eyes.
“Get off, Venti-!”
The pair of eleven-year-olds roll off the window sill in their entangled mess, chides and complaints amassing into a series of shouts. They barely are able to notice the intrusion in their living room, not until the newcomer makes themselves known.
“Hiya!”
They both freeze, heads peeking from the sofa.
“[Name]!” Venti hastily untwines himself from his younger brother, stumbling about to stand up. Then, stricken with realization, turns back down with wide eyes and a goofy smile.
“No way, did you invite her over??”
Bummed over the slight wooziness, Zephyr frowns. “What does it look like?”
“I heard you both got the game recently so,” [Name] fishes out a handheld console of her own, waving it with a growing grin. “Let's play on multiplayer? If you don't mind me here.”
The response comes without any sort of delay.
Venti is beaming.
“So you did care!” much to the other's chagrin, he is being shaken back and forth in some kind of way to maybe express the eccentric thanks.
When Venti lets go, Zephyr is helplessly stumbling about for the nth time. It's by some stroke of luck that he hasn't tripped at all.
His bearings return after a solid minute, just when his eyesight has cleared and he doesn't feel like throwing up.
He lets out a slight grumble, the atmosphere far too spirited for him to keep up. He attempts to plug his ears from hearing the giddy, almost lovestruck exclamations of his brother, who has begun to pull [Name] toward the sofa—to no avail.
Seeing that it is fruitless to try and silence them, he makes his way toward the entryway, nudging the footwear to align them more neatly, and checking the lock on the door. Their parents are working overseas, so it's usually just them and a couple of housemaids in the abode.
It's a weekend, however, so they're left to fend for themselves.
When he ambles back to the living room after a short detour to slot a toast between his teeth, there are already an array of ushers for him to hasten so they can start the game. Zephyr answers with a muffled sigh but does as he's told.
He leaves his phone on the counter and takes his console instead, heading over to the couch as the pair hurriedly tells him to come and sit.
The bright gleam in his twin's eyes is seen without difficulty and, for a moment, he looks at the [c]-haired girl whilst munching on his bread.
She's grinning just as brightly as Venti, lost in their conversation.
Zephyr finishes his small snack as he waits for the screen to load.
He wonders what his brother sees in her, sometimes.
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He may look like him but no, that is not Xiao - that is none other than Zephyrus with unbraided hair :') heheee~ notes and taglist utc!
little disclaimer: voices aren't mine!
a/n: the moment i learned that zero in tof is voiced by venti's japanese va i scrambled to put voiceclips together lmao- it's oddly convenient that zero encapsulates the personality that i'm going for in zephyr's character
also, i changed a bit of the translation! after 'be quiet', it's meant to be 'i'm analyzing information' :>>
i swear the publishing of these shorts are all over the place and are spontaneous asdhsajdh but it's an extra and not listed in the chronological order of events so hehee-
nomygosh look who's becoming more exposed here? is this to prepare for withering? ohoho 🤭
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