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seelestia · 21 days
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⟡ within your waking thoughts (there i’ll be).
⎯ what do they do when they miss you? how do they cope with yearning when you're away? { y for yearning ノ ordered by @floraldresvi! (sorry for the ping!) }
RESERVED FOR! ノ characters. aventurine, sunday, dr. ratio ft. gn!reader. { 1.3k words }
FLAVOR! ノ genre. fluff, slight angst (my apology to sunday lovers yet again), established relationship.
TOPPINGS! ノ tags. aventurine has his tech savvy moment, pre-2.2 sunday (heavy references but no spoilers), ratio has two phones (king of separating work & personal life !!!).
BAKER’S NOTE! ノ thoughts. a repost! bcs tumblr didn't like it the first time. hopefully, this one will be here to stay. thank u to vivi for requesting this ‹3
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in your absence, aventurine welcomes little thoughts of you that float around his mind with open arms - and the way he indulges them is by simply texting you. effective and efficient, there is a reason why the cosmos calls it the second most used means for long distance communication. what about the first? well, he would've opted for calling you with his earpiece if only his line of work doesn't require 90% of its usage time.
let's just say the idea of fellow stonehearts interrupting his conversation with you ruins the fun. besides, he has deft fingers; coin tricks aren't the only thing in his book, you know, typing a few sentences in one go is no problem at all.
but maybe, he is using that too much to his advantage . . . considering the “25+” staring back at you from your notifications every few hours or so. aventurine is truly, irrevocably relentless.
anything even remotely in your favorite color found within his vicinity? new message: Saw something that reminded me of you, you must really like crossing my mind.
an item he thinks would fit you well? new message: I got you a gift. Does it suit your fancy? [1 attachment]
reminded of how cruel fate is to separate you two for so long? new message: Haven't seen your face in a while. Fifteen hours are a total too cruel, don't you agree?
have faith that you will never grasp the true meaning of boredom when you’re apart from him. luck follows a man like aventurine, so do interesting events - remember how he won a vacation to a resort with one chip? he revels in telling you stories of his encounters while you're away. it is as if thrill revolves around him constantly. . . one wonders just how he fares living on the edge of it all.
(you, for one, are aware of his ways. he has allowed you to wander far enough behind his masquerade, after all.)
of course, texts on an illuminated screen can barely compare to seeing you in person. he prefers having you in his arms instead - but he'll live. solitude is an old friend of his, albeit distant and cold, aventurine can deal with its company every once in a while. at the end of the day, he knows you’ll be there when he comes home.
though, it's such a shame he cannot see your face when you're apart. the curve of your lips as you smile, the twinkle in your eyes with his reflection in them, and. . . ah, seems like he is making this harder for himself. maybe, he should consider buying that HD holographic communicative device on the market? his ears caught wind of some P45 officers at pier point whispering about it before.
it'll cost a large sum of credits but hey, he thinks it'll be worth it. for you? anything is possible.
(...him? clingy? well, guilty as charged.)
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sunday’s self-discipline is not something to be underestimated. halovians are a species known for their enchanting voices, yet he feels as if he cannot spare any for even his inner thoughts. what an irony. his longing for your presence is persistent, tumbling at the edge of his tongue - but he is equally as, if not more, stubborn and so he swallows this yearning down instantly.
you are not confined to the dreamscape like he is, as self-imposed as that may be. sunday is aware of that, hence his first instinct is to keep quiet. the curse of sealing his lips till forevermore; watching you leave through the grand doors, letting his gaze fall to where your shadow used to be, savoring the last of your remaining fragrance from when you last bade him goodbye - all without a word.
(don't go, he wished he could say.)
is it a bad habit? “your voice shouldn't be used just to utter words that others want to hear,” you reminded him once. “it's also for you. it's yours.”
but even then, your words are akin to a faint whisper; muffled by the thoughts that plague his mind like a mist. he can't help how they fog up his reflection in the mirror, leaving remnants of something acrid that wafts in the air. something like doubts, sunday would know because he has dwelled in it for as long as he remembers.
you are outside, fluttering your wings in the sky and enjoying what it has to offer. does he have any rights to disturb you? perhaps, in his eyes, sunday views himself as a string tied around your talon, trailing all the way from the heavens where you soar to the humble ground where he resides. each time your absence compels him to reach out, it is as if he’s tugging on that string and dragging you lower from the height you truly relish in, from the height you deserve to be at.
(sunday believes that you belong to the sky, unlike him.)
so here, he shall stay and here, he shall wait until you return. sunday’s heart begins to grow cold - but the farewell kiss you've left on the apple of his cheek hasn't faded. its warmth remains, even when he brushes his freezing hand against it, it remains.
you remain.
(and that is enough for him.)
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dr. ratio is a man with a packed schedule, so it's safe to say he keeps himself occupied particularly well. tasks at the intelligentsia guild are nothing short of demanding, after all. there are researchers asking for his input left and right, although some tremble while speaking to him even when he hasn't even uttered a word yet. ignoring that, he also aids in projects that require his expertise. last but not least, his students and classes which he takes very seriously.
(but be careful with how you phrase it — the doctor doesn't view them as distractions, no, he sees them as his responsibilities — saying the former might offend him.)
as you can see, he is perfectly capable of spending time away from you. . . .or at least, until it's time for a break and a part of that perfection chips off.
his office is quite tranquil, free from outside noise, just the way he likes. this place bears a similar purpose as his headgear, to let him focus in silence without disturbance - but he hasn't expected that exact silence to be this deafening. hah, how absurd! in what realm of possibility could silence ever be associated with deafening as an adjective? he supposes it could be a case of tinnitus. . . but veritas knows that isn't the case.
something's missing and it is, much to his dismay, you.
veritas has his standards. he prefers things to be set at a specific level - and this level of silence, one marred further by your lack of presence, is too low for him. he's getting too used to seeing you barge into his office with neatly packed sandwiches in your hands, a revelation he'd rather keep to himself.
veritas reaches for his personal phone, his work one left neglected at the far end of the desk. he considers making a call to you but the clock is ticking. tick tock tick tock, as if to hang the fact that his break is reaching its end over his head.
utilizing whatever time he has left, his finger gives the gallery app a tap. various pictures pop up on the screen; selfies of you with silly expressions, candid shots of veritas himself and some photos of random objects like your matching mugs. all of these were taken by you, of course. seriously, is this his phone or is it yours?
who knows at this point? he nearly lets out a snort, but that smile on his face is fooling no one. the doctor continues scrolling through his gallery, utterly content with just this until he gets home. to you.
(yes, yes, this still counts as keeping himself occupied. thank you for your concern.)
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seelestia · 7 days
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⟡ to set one's self aflame. (do it all for love.)
⎯ how protective are they of you? how do they protect you and how do they like being protected in return? { s for security ノordered by @phantovia! }
RESERVED FOR! ꒰ character ꒱. lyney ft. gn!reader. { 1.5k words wc }
FLAVOR! ꒰ genre ꒱. fluff & sprinkles of lore angst, established relationship.
TOPPINGS! ꒰ tags ꒱. lowkey a character study made poetic (???). mentions of self-destructive habits, also pls don't smile at lyney bcs he's weak in the knees for u.
BAKER’S NOTE! ꒰ thoughts ꒱. thanks for the req, yona! i got to appreciate this silly guy all over again thanks to u ‹3 ik ur acc is already archived so i hope this made for a nice tribute. pls take care of urself & have a good life ahead 🫂
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lyney is protective to a concerning extent. the instinct of an older brother, maybe?
there is some sort of irony to be found in it all since the reason he protects to a 'concerning' extent is out of concern in the first place.
behind his show of brilliance, you consider yourself lucky enough to have witnessed a side to lyney that his audience wouldn't have guessed; that he is a worrier in every aspect of the word. whether for his family, for you, for his friends or for others he comes across that are plagued by misfortune - if all that worry were to come in the shape of dimes, he'd already have an abundance of them to share with the entire nation of fontaine.
but he has no choice, does he?
his background is not a clean slate nor is it a display of sunshine and rainbows resembling his magic shows. lyney's hands are tainted, covered by his gloves as a measly means of self-solace. he has to worry. associating himself deeply and intimately with another is a risk on its own - comparable to dragging someone else down into the murkier depths with him. he can never do that, never has the courage nor the heart to.
(but fortunately for him, you've always been braver than most.)
. . .isn't that why you offered your hand, your trust to him first? he swore to never let you down from that day on.
easier said than done, however.
the house of the hearth operates within the shadows but as for its foes? some also prefer to dwell in the dark and some move in broad daylight. no matter what it is, they all require the same precaution: for him to keep his guard up at all times. every child has been trained by “father” to know that but you're an innocent, tied to this precarious matter merely due to your connection with him.
(“i don't regret anything,” you told him but he didn't look into your eyes, conflicted. you couldn't tell if he believed you or not.)
how was your day? have you eaten? you look sad, did something happen? — all these little questions are a way for him to show that he cares, that you're important, that you're his responsibility and he'll be there for you.
bound by both guilt and love, lyney promises to keep you safe. from whatever kinds of threats there are; whether it be fools with nefarious schemes or even an insect you're too scared to touch, he'll keep you safe all the same. so please, don't hide from him if you're dealing with something. it's better to let him handle it. . . right, correction: the two of you can handle it together.
(truly, his desire to protect can both be his greatest strength and most formidable foe.)
the way lyney protects is through self-sacrifice, granting peace in exchange for destruction of the self.
since the very beginning, lyney has grown used to seeing the world through the lens of a protector.
he recalls the old times where he and lynette loitered the streets in ragged clothes and the only refuge he could provide her with was his hand. it mattered not if he was freezing cold from the rain. . . as long as his little sister was protected, comforted by whatever warmth he had left - it's alright. to do that wasn't an option then, it was a necessity.
to sacrifice himself is a habit. it's easy to adopt but not at all easy to discard.
in lyney's eyes, burdens often seem as if they would be lighter upon his shoulders than they are on another's - but this is only wishful thinking. only meant to convince himself that pain shall eventually lose its harsh bite the more he bears it. “well, has it?” if asked, he cannot give an answer. regardless, that alone is enough of a justification for him because he can't bear the thought of doing anything else; to stand idly by, to be utterly useless.
if he has the means to protect others, why wouldn't he do so? even if he wears himself down to the bone, he’d do it again. akin to a bright flame lit in a hearth, lyney envelopes those near him in a blanket of warmth - and if the blaze threatens to flicker, he'd simply ignite a piece of himself to prevent it from diminishing into futile cinders. he won't let it happen.
(but little does he know that even cinders still serve a purpose. they exist as proof, a sign that his sacrifice has never been in vain.)
in return, lyney feels protected by simply knowing that you're happy (and your acknowledgement of his efforts).
let's call it an innate principle that belongs to a magician; he wants to see smiles on the faces of others. “a smile weighs much lighter for your face to carry compared to a frown, no?” he joked to you once, tapping gently on the corner of his lips with a grin. it was said with a light heart, but you knew he meant it deep down.
(he always does so much, only to ask for so little in return.)
you were not so cruel that you couldn't even grant him that, so you smiled. genuine and grateful. “. . .thank you, lyney,” you said. he fell quiet then. had the wind been knocked out of his lungs or had the world stopped spinning? he thought he saw stars in your eyes, but that couldn't possibly be true. the sun glaring down at him from behind the clouds above remained unmoved.
not like it mattered, anyway. his poor heart was far too occupied with you to care about the answer. “o-oh? you're welcome. . .” lyney blinked, multiple times, dazedly.
gratitude is not a foreign concept to him; he often receives it from an audience member, a lonely elder he briefly chatted with, a fellow member from the house of the hearth — so, just what makes it different now? perhaps, it's because he knows that you've beared witness to his heart that lies deeper within.
that you see right through him, that you're thanking him for who he truly is, although he no longer has a definite image of “self” from the countless white lies piling at his feet like a tower. yet he finds comfort in it, in the way you hold his sullied hands so kindly. he isn't wearing gloves this time. strange, lyney had never imagined transparency to be a feeling so benevolent and cathartic.
no matter what thoughts are buzzing in his head or what ache tugs on his body, they can pester him as much as they'd like - with one swift recall of your smile, lyney feels as if he can banish them even if momentarily. they'll come back sooner or later, he knows, but is it cowardly of him to find solace in that brief respite?
when lynette taps on his cheek to wake him up in the morning, when freminet knocks on his door to deliver something, when other siblings flock around him to welcome him home, or when you come to visit him after a long day — those worries disappear — but even if he already knows that they will make their inevitable return. . . perhaps, everything will be okay.
(it has to be, he tells himself.)
“did something happen yesterday?”
your lunch with a certain feline girl in front of hotel bouffes d'ete kickstarts with a simple question. but the abruptness of it all wipes away the content look on your face and replaces it with a frown.
the tea in your cup reflects your reflection as much as it does your perplexity. lynette lifts her own teacup to her lips, composed while you're lost in thought, confused.
“lyney went home with a wide smile on his face yesterday,” she elaborates, humming either at the tea or at the current matter she's recalling. perhaps, even both but you aren't sure yet. “while this wouldn't be an odd occurrence, i thought there must've been a special occasion to warrant a smile that wide.”
ah. the realization dawns on you in gentle waves. he said something that prompted a smile out of you yesterday — the exchange of a kind “thank you” from your side and a flustered “you're welcome” from his — not that smiling is a rarity around him, hardly, the one thing magicians do best is attract smiles.
your gaze drifts down to stare at nothing in particular. fond memories filled with the face of a familiar magician swims before your eyes. “hm. . . it must've meant a lot more to him than i expected,” you mumble to yourself. in your eyes, you'd think the look on your face represents the paradigm of nostalgia but in lynette's eyes, you look like a madman smiling to yourself so intensely.
“not you too,” she lets out a resigned sigh, placing down her teacup. “smiling to yourself like that. . .” she shakes her head in a disappointed manner, “you and lyney must've been rubbing off on each other these days.”
“maybe a bit too much,” lynette adds, but there is a ghost of a smile on her face this time around.
you can only smile sheepishly.
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seelestia · 26 days
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「 # REVERIES IN CUPS! 」
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ANNOUNCING the arrival of a new section on the bakery's menu: drinks! gone are the days where you leave through our front door without something to soothe your parched throat. feel free to stop by and take a look at our new additions! { sfw alphabet event }
[ 📫 . . . orders closed! ] from May 14 (GMT+8) till May 20 (GMT+8). The end date may be subject to change depending on circumstances.
⟡ ─ ・・“TELL US MORE!” (info)
Welcome to Reveries In Cups! — a SFW alphabet event where you pick an alphabet letter and pair it with a character! But to play along with the theme, there are tiny changes. . .
Each alphabet letter has its own assigned drink in the event menu and one letter = 1 drink. For the characters, one character = 1 pastry and you can choose from either: genshin or hsr.
There is a limit for how many drinks and seats you can order! So, I've prepared three packages you can choose: [ 1 or 2 drinks with 1 pastry ], [ 2 drinks with 2 pastries ] and [ 1 drink with 3 pastries ]. These are the only packages applicable.
Completed orders will be posted after the bakery's mailbox has been closed (or in other words, after the end date passes). There might be exceptions if the baker changes their mind!
⟡ ─ ・・“HOW TO ORDER?” (order etiquette)
Before proceeding, please check whether we’re still receiving orders! Orders that are sent after the closing date will be ignored.
To place an order: state the package you desire out of the three mentioned earlier, the names of your drinks, and the characters you bought pastries for.
It doesn't have to be in order as long as your ask is complete with the details. If it helps, an example would be: “can i get 1 drink with 1 pastry? i'd like a cup of lost twilight and one pastry for neuvillette, please. thank you!”
( EXTRA: If you can include a thank you in your order, it will make my day! )
You may find the event menu here and a full list of characters I write for here if you're unsure. With that said, I'm looking forward to your orders!
⟡ ─ ・・“ANYTHING ELSE?” (reminders)
Only orders placed through my askbox will be accepted. If you place an order through a reblog or a comment, it is considered invalid.
Separate the characters accordingly based on what fandom they're from! I prefer keeping my fandoms in separate posts, so only one fandom per order, thank you.
Please use an applicable package. Other types of packages like [ 3 drinks with 2 pastries ] or [ 2 drinks with 3 pastries ] will not be accepted. This is to prevent me from getting writing burnout, so I hope you understand.
Do not rush or pressure me. Be mindful that your order’s size works in tandem with the time it'll take for me to write it. For example, an order with the [ 1 with 3 ] package might take longer than a [ 1 with 1 ].
Do not submit more than one order per person. I cannot dictate this so this is solely dependent on your moral compass - but I'd like to give everyone a fair chance at requesting.
Lastly, if you're familiar with how I like to do my events . . . please include the keyword: macaron in your ask somewhere. This helps me differentiate between those who've read this far and those who haven't! Orders without this keyword will be promptly declined.
— thank you for reading! all matters related to this event will be tagged as [ #reveriesincups ]. boosts will be greatly appreciated! ‹3
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seelestia · 26 days
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「 # REVERIES IN CUPS! : THE MENU. 」
🏷️ these are the beverages we're serving right now! feel free to browse at your own leisure. oh and the ingredients listed in the menu have no significance - just a fun fact for our customers!
[ — GUIDE: each prompt has a genre, defined by their taste. e.g. sweet = fluff, bitter/sour = angst, bittersweet = both fluff & angst. ]
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✦‎ APPLE CIDER || { A for affection }
⎯ are they affectionate? how do they show affection for their beloved? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: apple. )
✦‎ BERRY PUNCH || { B for bravery }
⎯ how did they handle their feelings for you before you got together? who confessed first? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: valberry & berries. )
✦‎ COSMIC TURBIDITY || { C for comfort }
⎯ are they good at offering comfort? how do they like being comforted in return? ( labeled as bittersweet. main ingredient: blossom dew. )
✦‎ DANGO MILK || { D for dates }
⎯ what kind of dates do they take you on? and do they do it frequently? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredients: dango & milk. )
✦‎ EMOTIONAL INDIGO || { E for emotions }
⎯ how open are they about their emotions with you? how long does it take for them to reveal their inner thoughts to you? ( labeled as bittersweet. main ingredient: soothing soda. )
✦‎ FONTA || { F for flustered }
⎯ what is something you do that flusters them to no end? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: ??? )
✦‎ GLORIOUS HOUR || { G for gifts }
⎯ if they were to give you a gift, what kind of gift would it be? what goes through their mind when they pick it out? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: dream jam. )
✦‎ HAPPY-GO-FIZZY POP || { H for hugs }
⎯ do they like giving hugs or receiving them? how do their hugs feel like? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: sparkling water. )
✦‎ IRIDESCENT VIEW || { I for i love you }
⎯ who said “i love you” first? was it said effortlessly or awkwardly? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: redsunset sauce. )
✦‎ JADEITE OASIS || { J for jealousy }
⎯ do they get jealous easily? how does this jealousy manifest and how do they handle it? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: chenyu adeptea. )
✦‎ KIWI SMOOTHIE || { K for kisses }
⎯ how do their kisses feel like? what kinds are their favorite and who usually initiates? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: kiwi. )
✦‎ LOST TWILIGHT || { L for love language }
⎯ what are their preferred love languages, in terms of giving and receiving? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: soothing soda. )
✦‎ MOUNTAIN SUNSHINE || { M for memento }
⎯ what is something, intangible or not, that reminds them of you? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: tomato. )
✦‎ NIGHTINGALE’S TRILL || { N for nicknames }
⎯ what nicknames or pet names do they adopt for you after being together? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: dream jam. )
✦‎ OOLONG TEA || { O for on cloud nine }
⎯ you know that they're enamored with you, but what are the signs? when do they realize they're utterly in love? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: oolong tea leaves & sugar. )
✦‎ PINK LEMONADE || { P for pining }
⎯ once their feelings for you blossom, how do they go about pining for you? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: lemon & cranberry juice. )
✦‎ QINGXIN SERENITY || { Q for quarrel }
⎯ what stance do they take when in an argument with you? how do they reconcile or apologize to you afterward? ( labeled as bittersweet. main ingredient: qingxin. )
✦‎ RAINBOW ASTER || { R for recall }
⎯ what is a moment with you that matters to them the most? a monumental moment in your relationship that they could recall in the snap of a finger. ( labeled as sweet. main ingredients: calla lilies & lavender melons. )
✦‎ SUNSET BERRY TEA || { S for security }
⎯ how protective are they of you? how do they protect you and how do they like being protected in return? ( labeled as sweet, slightly sour. main ingredients: sunsettia & berries. )
✦‎ TROPICAL FIZZ || { T for time }
⎯ how do they like spending time with you? an activity that holds meaning for you two. ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: sparkling water. )
✦‎ UNSWEETENED SOULGLAD || { U for ugly }
⎯ what is a bad trait or habit of theirs? ( labeled as sour. main ingredient: odd concoction & ice soulglad. )
✦‎ VANILLA SORBET || { V for vulnerable }
⎯ what is a vulnerable side of theirs that they feel comfortable showing to you and only to you? ( labeled as slightly sweet. main ingredient: vanilla, less sugar. )
✦‎ WOLFHOOK JUICE || { W for waking up }
⎯ how do they act when they wake up next to you in the morning? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: wolfhook. )
✦‎ XXX (TRIAL DRINK) || { X for x-ray }
⎯ how does your relationship look from an outside perspective compared to how it really is? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: odd concoction. )
✦‎ YUJA TEA || { Y for yearn }
⎯ what do they do when they miss you? how do they cope with yearning when you're away? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: yuzu fruit. )
✦‎ ZENITH’S REPOSE || { Z for zzz }
⎯ how do they sleep with you at night? what is a sleep habit of theirs? ( labeled as sweet. main ingredient: ultimate syrup. )
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[ — footnote: about the trial drink, don't be intimidated by its elusive name. the baker simply hasn't found a name for it yet! feel free to give it a try if you'd like. feedback, in general, will always be appreciated! ]
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