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๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

"๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž? ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฒ, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ž๐œ๐ก๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ง."

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In the far-off, distant past, there was once a coiling collar.

At the age of 6, Prim was raised to believe one thing. If she were to make her parents proud and happy, then it means she's a good child.

โ€œI want people, I want people,โ€ it cried, this cursed collar.

And so she did. She met every expectations whether small or big, she earned medals at a young age and even had her certificates displayed on the wall.

Donโ€™t get angry.ย 

"I'm sorry..." Prim softly choked on her sobs as she is kneeling down, clutching onto her father's pants.

Donโ€™t abandon me.

"I won't do it again, I promise!" She begged and cried. All because she made a mistake, she hates it when people yell at her. Why is her father looking at her coldly? Is he leaving her?

Donโ€™t go anywhere.

She was alone in the room, crying. Why did he leave? Didn't she promise to be a good girl? Why? What did she do wrong? She thought she was making him happy!

(Hey.)

As Prim gets older, she kept hearing the same thing from her parents. 'It doesn't matter to us if you're an achiever or not, we just want you to have better grades, but it's better if you are an achiever.'

It strangles me tightly, til I could throw up, whenever no one's, no one's around.

She didn't know when it happened, but she started fulfilling their expectations. She studied hard, getting recognized by teachers and even scoring high marks.

Nice grades, huh?

Prim is holding her report card, the average is high and her conduct is highly satisfactory...yet it feels so...empty to her.

Hey, hey, arenโ€™t I a good kid?

Everytime her mother is viewing her card, she is praising her child for maintaining the high grades. But she nitpicks when her grade in a certain subject is lower than the previous semesters and quarters, causing Prim to feel more pressure.

Arenโ€™t I a cute kid?

Soon, it even turned to appearances. Ever since her father had passed away, she gained weight. She wasn't really all this 'fat' or 'chubby', she's fit.

Hey, hey,

Yet their insults never stopped, it was suffocating to the point she wanted to carve a knife to her skin until she cuts out the imperfect parts of her. Until she began to slowly lose weight, exercising and starting diets even if she has a medical condition that doesn't allow her to eat less.

Iโ€™m good, right?

She hated seeing her face, her reflection and body since she gained weight. But as she slowly lost the heavy weight, the fat and chubby cheeks...she could finally be confident in herself, to finally look at a mirror without breaking it.

It hurts, hey...

But why does she sometimes feel like she needs to change some parts of her?

Love me.

She seeks validation, whether through academics or just compliments about her body and face.

Love me.

She even decided to have curtain bangs, to cut her waist-length hair and turn it to a wolfcut.

Love me.

She learned how to use makeup, to make herself look more pretty and hide her ugly parts.

more and more.

"Your eyeliner is amazing!" A girl from Prim's class commented when Prim entered the room. Prim puts on her usual smile for formalities and faรงades, someone noticed? It felt nice. "Thank you." She softly replies.

Love me.

"If you all need complete notes, you should all talk to Prim." A teacher says during a review session, Prim's eyes widened as she didn't expect anyone to acknowledge her notes. It's pretty, clear and those aesthetic notes you see in pinterest.

Love me.

They were having an activity where a paper with a student's name gets passed around in a circle and everyone writes what the think or see of that person, once Prim read hers, she received many compliments.

So much that it's maddening

Prim gets praised by her teachers that whenever she enters the faculty room, her teachers smile when seeing her.

It's painful

Prim slowly finds herself piled up in duties that were way worse than before, causing her to feel overwhelmed and pressured.

It hurts

She wants to cry, to scream, to be angry. She's human too, why can't they see that? She's not always the Perfect and Smiling President.

Break, break this binding spell, okay?

"Is this what my life would be like?!" She cries to her best friend who remains quiet, gazing at her with pity. She was always known to be perfect, to be able to handle pressure and always come out on top. Yet her closest friends see the truth, how broken and how much pain she endures.

It can't be stopped...

Yet she can't stop this, this responsibility, this pain and this pressure. She was never supposed to be involved in design team for competitions anyway, why did they have to include her in the design team? Once she sent the design, there were no objections. Yet when it was finally discussed upon, those bitches had to fucking ruin it and act arrogantly because someone older was backing them up.

"I'm fucking older than them, I'm the President. I don't use any of these as a way to get things my way, so why the fuck can't they understand and comply when their own ideas are fucking garbage?! I fucking tolerated everything, every fucking headache and stress they give me and this j what I get in return for being so nice, for not being a bitch?!"

Prim throws her bag, destroying everything she sees. Screaming and punching and even kicking things. Destroying graded projects and papers and even attempting to hurt herself. Scratching her body, pulling her hair or hitting her head.

Yet her mother never comforted her, only telling her to stop crying, it's annoying. And it triggered Prim.

No matter how big your body, your body grows, this collar remains small.

Prim continues onto living, putting her dark humor as for 'jokes' when she's thought about offing herself. The fucking adult in the room can't even act like one, yet gives the eldest the fucking responsibility of one. It disappoints and disgusts Prim.

It's agonizing now, but this is nothing new.

She grits her teeth underneath the face mask she wears as she fakes a smile, luckily the face mask hides it. It hides the hatred Prim bears for everyone she despises.

People just, people justโ€”they're not enough.

Prim slowly loses herself in all this pain. If it's not academics she struggles with, it's life.

I vow not to lose to anyone in my class, aren't I a lovely child?

Prim's heart aches and sinks to her stomach each time she reaches the achiever's list, she's happy but only for a short while. Of course, if she tells her mother, that woman would be proud. Yet Prim has to bear the weight of expectations and responsibility again.

(right?)

She can't even play her video games as much as she wants, she can't even laze around for a bit when it's the weekend as much as she wants.

Way more than that child and more than that child. Everyone, marvel at me!

Prim climbs on stage, receives her certificate and smiles brightly before bowing and leaving the stage. Finally, all her hard work and breakdowns made it to where she is now. Is it all worth it?

Behind the gymnasium when I told you that I was in love

"I like you for a really long time now. I know you'd figure that one out easily since you pick up hints that fast." A girl confesses to Prim, she was taken aback of course. Under all that much insecurities and issues she has, someone actually likes her? Or is it just because of how they view her?

Wasn't that kind of a lie?

"Ah, I see..." Prim replies before noticing the girl's nervous expression, she's sensitive to people's emotions. She's scared that if she makes the wrong move, people will hate her and it's all her fault. "How about I think about my answer to you before replying? I...wanna make sure if I feel the same way." She replies, it gives the girl hope. The weight in Prim's chest feels a little light.

I love you so, so very much

Prim accepted the confession, made the relationship work even in long distance. Yet as time passes, that girl seems to change. Be moody, start a fight and not even hear Prim out, even calling out Prim's issue and struggle of being too sensitive to other people's emotions. "You would atleast understand what I'm feeling!" It echoed to Prim's head, she wants to tear that girl apart and rip her to shreds.

Even though I think you are trash.

That girl never went through the abuse and trauma Prim had to undergo, they were never kicked out of the house when they were sick, they never had to experience in facing expectations of everyone or having to change their own body for someone else's sake! Or needing to discard their own pain and feelings because their significant other or family is in pain and need comfort! Or having to fear mirrors because she dislikes the way she looks! Or having to bargain God to atleast change places with her dead father!

Love me.

Now the girl is ghosting Prim. During that time, Prim slowly learned things herself, is this what she really wants in a relationship? To be this hurt and misunderstood just like her mother does? To hate arguments because it reminds her of her mother's fights?

Love me. Love me.

She slowly realized she was losing feelings during the 4 days the girl ghosted herโ€”No, this isn't right! She's supposed to keep her promise! She swore to never be like her father who can't keep a single promise! Why us that girl so cold? Why is the spark gone?! Are they not interested anymore?! Do they not love her anymore?! But Prim loves them! Whether they were being an asshole or a dick, they still accepted the insults and called 'dramatic' for writing Prim's own issues in writing as a coping mechanism.

I'll give you everything.

Everyone knows how devoted and loyal Prim is when she falls in love. Even if there were pretty and handsome people in her school, in her class, she only had eyes for her lover. Wasn't that loyalty enough?! Being excited to talk to her lover after school, to be able to talk to them again...

I'll have you.

And that person broke it off in Halloween, just when Prim had made a gift. Prim felt her world shatter, she didn't know what came of her when she suddenly burned the gift just to feel something. She already lost her own identity, emotions and personality because of everything. She can't feel, what's going on? After all the nights she spent awake trying to understand why this gurl was just so important to her, finally accepting that she is bi...just to be replaced by someone near that girl? A boy?

I'll have you.

She hid the pain from her family, heartbreak is normal after all. People only confess to her because she was the fat pitiful girl, she was used to it. But why does this hurt so much?

I'll have you shoulder everything for me.

She can't cry, she has duties to fulfill. She pushes that pain down and focuses on completing her project and duties as the girl people see her as. Usually, being the President could mean that you are the 'head' or leader of the class when the teacher isn't around, it feels like a dream isn't it? But for Prim? Being the President means needing to do things a Secretary or Monitor should do, needing to keep everyone in check or having to announce events going on in class. Yet the 'popular' girls think they're high and mighty and don't respect Prim, even though Prim wants to hurt themโ€”she never does. She's surprised her patience last that long. Her own adviser is a useless adult as it doesn't even really act like one, giving Prim all the responsibility alone and it makes Prim sick.

It's not enough.

Her eyes lost their shine, she doesn't feel like her body is her own anymore. She doesn't even feel anything, she feels so numb.

You're not enough.

Everytime her mother tries to act affectionate after fighting with her, it makes Prim so sick. She knows she has mommy issues, yet her mom makes everything worse to the point she even questions her own life.

I won't let you go.

She doesn't know what went through her mother's mind, telling her details before, during and after Prim was born. Her father was never present during the time of her mother's pregnancy, he was staying at another girl's house and they broke it off when her mother found out. Yet, they got together when Prim was born. Their anniversary is Prim's birthday, causing her to dislike it.

Please forgive me.

She hates herself even more, disliking her own date of birth. Prim slowly underwent an identity crisis, she has thoughts she wishes to escape that even no internet or music can't help her escape it. She hates her own being, feeling betrayed and offended by the act that her parents had to keep. Pretending to be a 'happy' family, making her think abuse is normal when it isn't. She hates it.

Love me.

Prim doesn't understand why her life became like this.

Love me.

She's been sexually abused since childhood even up till now, no matter what her body looked like.

Love me.

Prim wants to fall in love, to trust someone again after that horrible relationship but...is it really worth it?

More and more.

A lady matures faster than a man is what her mother would say, yet it irritates Prim that her mother never let her experience a proper childhood without all the trauma and abuse or needing to be a perfect golden for validation.

Love me.

When Prim wants to wear what she wants, her mother acts dramatic about it. When Prim wants to put on makeup to make herself look pretty, her brothers act as if it's the end of the world and Prim hates it.

Love me.

Whenever Prim complains, her mother goes "It doesn't matter, you're an honor student now." It makes Prim wonder if that's what's really important to her mom.

So much that it's maddening.

Is her life even worth it just to be a trophy daughter? Is this what she'll grow up to? Pleasing people, putting on faรงades and always needing to put her pain away because her feelings aren't validated?

It hurts.

She can't breathe.

I won't let go.

Prim gasps for air as she sits up and tries to count to 10 as she takes deep breath.

It hurts.

Prim grips her hair. She's never had an anxiety attack before, she doesn't know what to do. She grabs her phone and tries to breathe. "Hello?" "Mom, come here please." She drops the call and phone as she cries, why can't she breathe?

More, more and hey.

Prim works hard everyday, to make people happy, keep her grades up and to make sure her body maintains it's healthy shape so she won't be rushed to the hospital anymore. She spent her childhood in a hospital and it was torture. White plains walls, machines and tubes around you, oxygen tanks, needles and you feel like wanting to die. Prim's used to the needles poking her skin, she has high pain tolerance after all. Puking acid, that horrible smell of soap they mop the floor with and the food.

This is happiness.

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OKAY I TRIED IT IN MY DRAFTS, THANK YOU ANON ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’• I'LL BE SURE TO PUT IT IN MY WRITING

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๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

THE CREATOR

Prim / Sona Yuki

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"Don't worry, baby. No one's going to hurt you not when I'm here, ready to attack anyone who dares touch you or look at you that way"

HERE PRIM ISSS WOOHOOO

So Prim is her "Creator" name whereas Sona Yuki is her alias.

Pronouns are she/her, he/him, they/them

Prim's an aromantic

Biologically female

If she isn't the creator, she'd have a hydro or dendro vision.

Her weapon is a polearm (again, if playable)

She has red streaks in her hair as she did that as a joke, now she kind of (?) remembers Vox Akuma with the red streaks (I'm sorry Vox, ily <3)

She wears a silk blouse on top of her black sleeveless turtleneck

She wears rings and fishnet gloves

Somehow fucking emo, don't ask why

"It's not a phase, it's a lifestyle, BITCH" - Prim

Very flirty (usually for fan service)

She has a flirty personality due to going to cosplay events back in the real world, so she's used to being flirty, flirted upon and is used to people asking her for...regular cosplay things. (Not dirty, you hoes)

Somehow messy short hair (?) One bang covers her eyes cause she likes being a mysterious mf. This bitch [affectionately]

Has deep blue ocean eyes that sometimes changes into her natural hazel eyes.

Ocean blue eyes (as Sona Yuki)

Hazel Eyes (Prim)

Likes to keep flowers and stores them in her small box that she somehow brought with her in her black bag.

She's very fashionable af, but often dresses like an e-boy or e-girl.

When she's mad or when a situation goes out of hand, she remains quiet to avoid saying things she shouldn't say.

Somehow fucking patient and rarely raises her voice.

Can be your maternal-figure or sister-figure

When she's playful, her hands go to your neck and rests there.

If she likes a certain topic, she rambles. (Try telling her to shut up, I dare you)

If ever someone tells her to stop rambling, it breaks her excitement and she never does it again. (Try, you bastard)

Mommy and Daddy Issues

Has a fucking trauma that even her therapist can't help her

In her healing/self-love era

Trying to heal the traumatic scars

Has a dark humor often about her dead dad

Has a curvy figure. big hips big butt yk.

Her thighs are thick as well, lucky for those with thigh privileges.

Always wears this blue scrunchie a friend gave her which she cherishes deeply <3

Is aromantic but wants a gf/bf.

A green flag despite her trauma.

Sometimes acts like a man.

Often man spreads when sitting except when she wears skirts or shorts.

If she has an urge, she must do it.

Very affectionate when you're close to her, she even gives platonic kisses (not on the lips)

Often wears her black face mask (so if ever you want her to kiss you on the lips, expect a face mask to be the one blocking her actual lips.)

Very lazy but also hard working.

Don't scold her for laying down and doing nothing, she's recharging her social battery.


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it's either i'd like it or hate it i'm just joking heizou, ily

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๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

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Prim wakes up as the sun attempts to blind her eyes, she noticed herself laying on the grass while she still feels that emptiness trying to claw her back to the dark thoughts in her mind.

Atleast I touched some grass

Prim checks her surroundings, it looked familiar - was she dreaming? Hopefully not, she just changed the time to 00:00 as what the quest had stated before being blinded by her screen which was funny. Considering she wasn't even at the blinding loading screen whenever you load the game.

"Hm, did I manage to be isekai'd at the worst time possible? Yes"

She says, clearly not giving a fuck as she may have realized she probably died in the real world.

Yet my friends were planning on cheering me up, then I died. They'd think I committed suicide over that.

Prim sighs and gets up, noticing herself wearing her supposed-to-be outside outfit.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

Hm, how wonderful.

She sets her eyes on Mondstadt and sighs.

If this were those Impostor AU, my combat alone won't save myself. Nor should I know if I'm even in that AU

She pulls out her pocket knife in her shoulder bag, as she attempts to make a little cut in her finger.

If I bleed gold, then I'd know if I truly am in those SAGAU's I've read.

She gives herself a little cut, wincing a little before seeing it drip gold.

Huh, nice dripโ€”

Does this mean I can sell my blood?

If I sell it, do I die from blood loss?

Prim licks the blood off and tastes gold at some point gave up trying to know what it tastes like after tasting it and hides her pocket knife, cleaning the wound and placing a band aid on it before heading to Mondstadt.

She hums a familiar tune as the emptiness comes back as she remembers the message she last saw before her 'death'.

"Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much"

Though the lyrics her lips slip out hurt, it's the only way for her to express her pain. She couldn't cry, there weren't any tears nor deep sadness making her feel like crying.

Maybe it was a time where they just needed someone but feelings got involved. A right person, wrong time? Or simply fate's way of telling her that maybe this is her lesson in love, maybe she needs to heal and know.

Yet I hope we can be friends just like when we were younger before the feelings happened.

"But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up"

It truly was a masterpiece even if feelings got involved and they slowly fell out of love and realized that maybe, it was just a moment of needing someone to understand and lean onto. Quarantine surely had us feel those feelings we call 'Love'.

"Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well~"

She stops as she finally reaches the bridge.

If anyone were to tell me that I look like the creator or I'm an impostor, what do I do?

She sighs, touching her cheek before realizing she has a face mask on.

Do they even have COVID here-

She shakes her head and heads to Mondstadt, waving at Timmie who's with his pigeon friends as father left (?) who went out to get milk but never came back before bowing to the guards.

She's used to being told to be friendly, proper and gentle. It's what they always teach her or better yet, force her to do. Always needing to be lady-like.

She hears the whispers of the citizens but paid no mind, after all, gossips are also a thing in the real world. What's the difference in that?

You don't care about any gossip, it just drains you. Heck, people drain you. Crowds, emotions, energies. Everything drains you.

Yet she was your safe haven, one you can lean to and one you truly loved and treasured. Yet fate had told you that the feelings are fading, it's okay to just be friends.

Does she even want to be just friends?

Oh, but she's also the reason why you chose to shut those emotions which comes to the conclusion why you're losing emotions now, why you feel like pre-quarantine self all over again.

Prim shakes the voice in her head and those thoughts before getting pulled into Angel's Share. If she remembers correctly, Diluc owns this place.

A hand covers her mouth, she feels a breath tickle her ear.

Am I getting harassed-?!

"My, my. You descended to Teyvat and you didn't wait until I can find you, Your Grace"

I know that smooth talker

She tilts her head and looks up to see Kaeya Alberich, her first Genshin Crush and her main that she still tries to farm for a proper build.

"Kaeya?"

He smiles.

"Welcome to Teyvat"

Oh, she feels her heartbeat increase. No, it's not falling in love, she feels overwhelmed. She wants to breakdown. All the things she couldn't feel in the real world, it's coming back to her.

Kaeya noticed the change of the rise and fall of her chest, how her eyes switched to panic at the same time relieved. How her hands started shaking as she falls on the floor, feeling the voices haunt her once more.

She buries her hands on her face as she feels her anxiety getting worse.

Oh, this is all real. Huh?

What happened to not feeling anything?

Why am I suddenly crying?

Am I happy?

Am I upset that I really died?

That I...left?

I left my family...my mother...

My brothers...

My grandparents...

My friends...

Her...

My responsibilities...

My baby cats and my baby dog...

She feels a body's warmth embrace her, it was Kaeya.

It's real, he's real...

She breaks down, hugging him as she grips his clothing tight. Diluc is glad he and Kaeya shooed away some people before kidnapping taking Prim here, though the red head is behind the counter as usual.

"You're really here...it's really you..."

Prim whispers as she tries to stop her tears, Kaeya felt something stir inside him. How he felt how happy and relieved she is that he's there infront of her, he hands her a handkerchief and she thanks him.

"Sorry. I didn't know you could unlock these emotions I've lost"

She chuckles as she wipes her tears, Kaeya softly smiles and helps her sit on the stool.

These stools so goddamn tall-

"Your Grace, I apologize for interrupting your interaction but would you like a drink?"

Prim turns to Diluc Ragnvindr, the Darknight hero and another one of her genshin crush. Maybe her type consists of gentlemen.

Now that I realized it, I'm surrounded by the two hot bachelors-

"Um, water is fine"

"Coming right up"

She then turns to Kaeya who's looking at her, eyes filled with warmth and adoration. Prim feels warm with that gaze.

Why do I feel so loved?

It's as if all I ever craved for in the real world is here...except these blessings and privileges are being experienced without my family who deserve to feel it as well, my friends and her as well.

Then she remembers that in some sagau, there's yanderes and cults.

Just don't be a yandere and we're fine-

"Well, shall we fix our introduction?"

Kaeya stands up from the stool and holds Prim's unoccupied hand, kneeling down and kissing the back of her hand.

"It's an honor to be blessed with your presence, Your Grace. I'm Kaeya Alberich, Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius"

Prim chuckles and tells him to stand up before she gets off the stool and bows to him in a masculine way.

"Well, Sir Alberich. It's a pleasure to meet you as well, though I am curious. How did you know it's me?"

Kaeya hums, she notices him go back to his usual antics. That sly smirk and the playful glint in his eyes, it truly is him.

"Well, keeping you company during your journey left a big impression on me. I instantly felt your warmth and was prepared to meet you, until you beat me to it"

Prim looks at him, a playful glint in her eyes appear as she's quite known to be a teaser. She, of all people back down when she could tease someone? How unsightly of her.

"Oh, but if I do remember correctly. Didn't you kidnap me here, dear sir? My, my. I didn't know the Cavalry Captain has the guts to do such act"

Instead of Prim getting flustered, it was Kaeya. He isn't used to people flirting back or teasing back at him without being snarky and mean or having bad intentions, yet he feels warmth.

Prim chuckles, feeling satisfied with what she had done to the Alberich before seeing Diluc come back with water.

"Ah, thank you"

He hands her the glass, she pulls her face mask down before drinking. Feeling the stares before putting the glass down and pulling her face mask up.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer"

She mumbles, causing the two to cough. Embarrassed that they were caught staring.

"Apologies, we didn't mean to stare"

Diluc says, covering the lower part of his face with the back of his hand, obviously flustered.

How adorable, even the Ragnvindr gets flustered

Prim hums at the sight.

"That's alright. I'd like to apologize as well for suddenly coming here even if someone kidnapped me here and making your customers wait"

"Oh, there's no need. Angel's Share is closed for today"

"What"

Prim stares at them in the eyes, Diluc looks at Kaeya who whistles.

"This Idiot man actually had the idea of shooing away my customers, but do not worry. I don't mind having you here, Your Grace"

"Oh, how you flatter me"

Prim says, clearly teasing the Ragnvindr once more.

"Well, I guess people will start to crowd the outside of this place, yes? Rumors probably spread like wildfire ever since I walked in. If you gentlemen have the time, mind accompanying this lady?"

"Absolutely, Your Grace"

She hooks her left arm with Kaeya's and her right arm to Diluc's as they leave Angel's Share and head to the knights.

"I must say, you indeed have a different taste in fashion, Your Grace"

"Why? Perhaps you have something else in mind?"

Prim teases Kaeya who gets flustered.

"That would be rude of me, Your Grace"

He mumbles. Diluc on the other hand is occupied with his thoughts.

The Grace chose me to accompany her

That's what's being repeated in his head all over. Kind of like a fanboy thought.

"Say, Mister Diluc. Are you alright with us heading to the Knights? I believe I have to speak with Miss Jean"

Prim asks, worried if he's alright since everyone's aware that he despises the knights.

"Yes, I'm alright. Wherever her grace goes, I shall follow"

"How sweet of you, Master Diluc"

Kaeya teases, causing the two to have a glaring contest.

The privilege of watching this up close like that interaction during the first golden apple archipelago is such a gift

I may have religion trauma but thank you, God or Celestia or Archons. Whatever

"Settle down, we're here"

Prim says and the two obeys, the knights bow at the sight of the Creator. Prim smiles at them and softly says 'Thank you for your hard work' even if they don't and heads inside the headquarters.

"Big Brother Kaeya!"

While searching what Klee calls Kaeya, I found in JP she calls him 'Big Brother' so I decided to do that. Yet if it's needed to be corrected, please inform me and I shall correct my mistake.

Klee, the adorable spark knight runs up to them and spots the Cavalry Captain and the Weird Grown up - Klee's words, not mine alongside someone who she feels warmth with.

"And the Weird Grown up is here as well!"

Prim and Kaeya snicker at what Klee calls Diluc by, which the red-head didn't mind.

"Hi, Klee. Just came out of solitary confinement?"

"Mhm! Who's the big sister with you?"

"Hello, it's unusual to see you two come in here together with no quarrel"

Albedo, the Chief Alchemist, approaches them before feeling a pull towards Prim, his eyes widen and he bows. Klee is confused of her brother's actions yet she proceeds to follow his actions.

The moment she saw Albedo, she was reminded of 'her' again. 'She' simps for Albedo and Prim is aware, even supporting it since Prim as well simps for fictional characters.

"Your Grace, it's truly an honor to meet you. What brings you here?"

Prim tells them to stand up and Klee looks at the lady with curiosity as she and Albedo converse.

"Oh, I just wanted to have a talk with Miss Jean. Is she busy?"

"Master Jean is in her office, can Klee come with you, Your Grace, pretty please?"

Prim feels an invisible arrow shoot through her heart as she watches Klee pull a puppy eyes look at her.

Oh, you adorable elf

"Alright, I don't think it'll hurt anyone"

"Yay! Then big brother Albedo can come too!"

Albedo panics.

"Klee-"

He then freezes as Prim chuckles.

"Of course, he can come too as well"

"Thank you, Your Excellency"

"No worries. I believe you all need to be in there too, even Mister Diluc"

- - - - - - >

Oh shit, they're pretty

Prim, currently having a bi panic, suddenly sees Jean and Lisa bow.

"Your Grace!"

She snaps out of it and tells them to stand.

"Did I interrupt something?"

Jean shakes her head.

"It's an honor to meet you, may I ask what's the sudden meeting?"

I forgot about that-

"Oh, I just wanted to know if Mondstadt's alright. There's no need for me to worry knowing its in good hands"

Jean gets flustered and Lisa finds it amusing.

Oh, the power I hold

"If you may allow, Your Grace. Shall we hold a festival for your arrival?"

Does this involve social interaction-

"If that's alright. Will the paperwork be added?"

"It's alright, Your Grace. I can handle-"

"No, let's split the paperwork. We can't have you more overworked, do we?"

Seeing you drown yourself with work reminds me of myself

- - - -

While the others are planning, Jean and Prim are still talking about the event.

Kaeya is bugging Diluc, Albedo and Lisa talking about the charities in the event.

"Thank you for letting me accompany you on your journey, Your Grace"

Prim just smiles.

"Since it's getting dark. I think it's best if you go and rest first, Your Grace."

"Don't worry, she'll be staying in the Dawn Winery"

Do I get a say in this-

"Oh, Jean. Please don't overwork yourself, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'll make sure she doesn't"

"Thank you, Lisa"

"Can we play tomorrow, Your Grace?"

"Sure, Klee"

And soon they leave to get to Dawn Winery, yes, Kaeya's there by request.

Will the brothers reconcile?

Prim wonders as they walk there, it sure is a long walk.

"Your Grace, I think I can only drop you off from there"

Kaeya says, Prim recognizes the tone and actions. It's like in the Weinlefest (if I spelled it correctly) event where he immediately tries to leave Dawn Winery cause he didn't want to make things awkward or he just...was overwhelmed with the feeling of nostalgia.

"Don't you want to stay there?"

To Prim's surprise, Diluc suggested it. Kaeya's surprised as well and the walk became quiet but not awkward, more like a comfortable silence.

"Well-"

Prim sees Dawn Winery then looks at the brothers.

I feel like they should talk this out without me

"Your Grace!"

Prim squeaks in shock and hides behind Kaeya while the maids bow.

Oh, that was just them-

Prim quickly tells them to stand up and Diluc talks to Adelinde.

"Prepare the food since her grace hasn't eaten yet"

Prim quietly slips and goes to them.

"Pardon my intrusion but Adelinde, yes? Can you, um, show me where I can stay for the meantime?"

"Oh, yes. It's an honor to have you stay here, Your Grace!"

Prim whispers to Adelinde.

"I believe the brothers have something to talk about, let's go, shall we?"

Adelinde chuckles and hooks her arm with Prim as the other maids follow them inside.

"We shall"

A bit rushed and pardon if others are ooc. Shall we wait for Chapter Two to find out if they'll reconcile or not? Why Prim is taking the Your Grace/Creator thing easily with no hesitations?


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2 years ago

Hello how are you doing today

I only saw this now. I'm so sorry, I somehow can't download tumblr in my cp and I don't know why but anyways. I'm doing fine, you?


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2 years ago

Genuine question moot, how do I marry Kanae bcause broo,,,,

Genuine Question Moot, How Do I Marry Kanae Bcause Broo,,,,

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๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

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๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

Prim can't sleep again.

It was weird for her to not feel sleepy, considering that her body is on sleep mode before 12 am.

She gets off bed and peeks from the window, gently pushing the curtains as the moon glows brightly.

Her eyes shining a little, like little stares decorating the starry night sky, how beautiful must it be for her be able to see?

She shivers and gently wears her cream-colored cardigan as she quietly exits through the window.

Now, you may think that she sleeps on the Second Floor. Who in the right mind would be so suicidal to use the window as a way to sneak off?

Prim.

Prim would.

She's done this before back in the real world, only difference? Just to get a cold glass of water or needing to take a shit.

Her footsteps were always quiet, her movements are calculated. She knows when to silence her own self when it's midnight.

My family had thought I was a ghost and would never feel my presence whenever I'm in the room. Heck, they scream whenever I enter the room, claiming I 'appear out of nowhere'. How foolish.

She says in her head as she quietly lands on the cobblestone (?) ground and heads to the lake.

She took off her slippers and dipped her toes in the water, she removed her cardigan and gently placed it on a big rock as she feels the cool water touch her feet.

She softly hums and hears the crickets, it isn't unusual to hear this thing outside. She closes her eyes and moves her body, gracefully dancing on the water.

As if she too were a liquid, like a fairy performing a dance that would forever be remembered by history.

She hears the bush rustle, she stops her movements and stares at the bush.

An animal?

"Ah, my apologies."

Albedo, the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius.

It was her favorite, one Prim remembered that person cherished and simped for, it hurt for Prim to see the Chalk Prince. But she isn't stupid, she needs to see Albedo as himself, not that woman's loved character.

"Greetings and Salutations."

Prim softly greets, doing a princess-like bow in which Albedo does a prince bow in return.

"Are you here to tell me that it's late in the evening?"

She softly asked in a teasing way, Albedo softly chuckles.

"If you so wish, Your Grace. I could"

Prim softly chuckles before lending a hand out to him, saying her most well-known line that only that lady would know.

"Shall we dance?"

Albedo gently placed his hand under hers and bringing it to his lips, kissing her knuckles.

"We shall."


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