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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧: 𝐑𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞

It felt as if this moment feels right.

As if dancing with him was just what she needed.

Albedo decides to slowly spin her, it wasn't fast or too fancy. It's just a simple slow dance together, no fancy movements or elegant steps.

As like every song does, the dance comes to an end. Albedo and Prim were left gazing into each other's eyes, it was comfortable.

"If I knew any better, I'd be convinced you're a prince."

Prim laughs, scratching her nape.

God, why did I say that? It feels awkward now.

And of course, my mind flashes back to when I believed Prince Charming from Cinderella was real when I was a young girl.

God, I hope this ground swallows me whole.

Albedo softly chuckles, Prim's eyes widen and her cheeks felt warm.

It's...a pleasant sound. Has he ever laughed like this in game?

I...can't remember.

"Well, I can tell you that I am not. However..."

He gently tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I could be, if that's what you desire."

He says smoothly, smiling sweetly at her. Prim feels her cheeks turn too warm.

This man and his fucking rizz istg—

As the morning sun rises, Prim eats breakfast with Kaeya and Diluc.

"Albedo wants to meet up with you, Your Grace."

Kaeya says right off the bat, Prim eats her pasta as she tucks her hair behind her ear because short-hair-that-can't-be-tied-struggles.

"Oh? What for?"

Prim asks as she swallows the pasta, Diluc is eating his food quietly as always. The three eating together sure remind Adelinde of a sibling dynamic.

"Just mentioned a classified request, that's all."

Kaeya says, eyeing Prim with a smirk as she eats her pasta unbotheredly.

"Unless he's asking you out on a date?"

Kaeya teases, Prim chokes on her pasta, Diluc and Adelinde immediately hand her water and pat her back. Prim coughs for a bit as she covers her mouth with her hand before drinking water and clearing her throat.

"Oh no, no, no, no."

Prim awkwardly laughs, Kaeya raises a brow at how...tense Prim's body language is.

She softly says before eating again, Kaeya's gaze never left her while Diluc tells Kaeya to just eat.

"I better hope it's not that."

"You seem uncomfortable with the fact that someone could like you."

Kaeya says, the room went quiet. Diluc tries to tell Kaeya off before Prim gazes at Kaeya coldly, it certainly shocked the two as Prim never really gave that stare before.

One thing for sure, they're gonna avoid angering her again.

"I believe that's a private matter, Alberich. While admiration is something I do not mind, making assumptions is one thing I dislike."

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱: 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬

"𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬"

WARNING: THIS MAY BE UNCOMFORTABLE AND DISTURBING SO PLEASE EXIT IMMEDIATELY IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THAT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ‼️

If it was one thing Prim liked being in Teyvat, it's to forget the pressure and façade she had to maintain back in the real world.

Always needing to prove something of herself, always needing to put her studies first, unable to enjoy her life to the point that her mother told her to enjoy her life but gets mad when she does.

She couldn't rest — she just can't, it would hinder what she has to do. What she has to prove of herself, just to be a trophy daughter. The perfect daughter, a doll made for show.

"Everyone's watching, don't show a single flaw"

"Always be kind, don't show them who you really are"

"If you show such behavior like that, they'll say 'Is this how her mother raised her?'. You wouldn't want to upset me, do you?"

Quiet, be quiet!

She always hated those voices in her head. Everywhere she goes, she must maintain a façade just so her mother would shut up. To always be the top, to always exceed the expectations. To always be a doll that never had a life of her own, always study, study, study, study, study.

She hated being called perfect, she hated hearing it so much. She isn't perfect, she's hideous, she's ugly, she has flaws, she's too flawed. Everything isn't what it seems.

The pressure of always being seen as the good girl, she hated it. Always being polite, always showing a gentle smile, so soft-spoken, so responsible.

i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it

As she grew older, the more burn out she feels. She hated being sensitive to others emotions, she hated the fact that a crowded place can drain her no matter the many people there is. She hated feeling their emotions, being aware, sensitive and always needing to be cautious.

One small step that could ruin everything, like walking on a thread that if you make one small mistake, you fall into the endless pit of nothing but a void of emptiness.

And she hated it, knowing what she feels isn't anyone's anymore. That the person she told her sense of sensing others emotions called it all a lie when it's the truth.

'You never experienced what I went through'

What she always wanted to say if she could ever go back in time.

'I gained this all from trauma you didn't have, I gained all this pain from something you should be glad you never experienced for once in your childhood'

She hated it, she hated it when people think she's making shit up when she doesn't. It's all real, it's her vulnerability. Why are you calling it such bullshit?

'You had a happy childhood, something I never had. You were never abused, tormented and ruined for the sake of 'obedience', for the sake of 'teaching a child'.'

Prim wanted to cuss that all out to the girl she once loved, the girl she dedicated her whole time to, she loyally fell for, to the girl who didn't experience the abuse Prim went through.

It was all planned. It all was.

To wait until college for them to finally be official, but no, no, no, no. Things just had to take a turn.

Prim became herself, became expressive, her façades were no more, non-existent when it came to that girl.

So why? Why?!

Why did she think all those were lies?!

Why didn't she accept the way Prim behaved?!

That it isn't the good girl Prim?!

That this is who Prim is?!

'I don't know, I just felt like being lied to.'

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

LIED TO?!

YOU FELT FUCKING LIED TO?!

YOU CALL MY VULNERABILITY A LIE?!

WHERE THE ABSOLUTE FUCK IS THE LIE?!

WHERE?!

TELL ME.

TELL.

ME.

Prim's chest rise up and down quickly, in anger, in rage.

Prim always had anger issues she tried to control, to the point that no one can tell when she's angry.

Her anger appears and dies down quickly as if it never existed in the first place.

She was in the piano room again, it was midnight. She was alone.

She always struggled to sleep properly, especially in unfamiliar places despite living in Teyvat for almost a month now.

She had moved on, yes.

But her anger, all the words and explanations unsaid were haunting her again.

It wasn't easy to move on, it's like the stages of grief.

She accepted it, that she couldn't change what happened back in November.

But a part of her is angry for being mistreated like that, that she felt it. She felt the way the girl she liked was replying to her as if forced.

She knew and she hated it.

She thought everything went back to normal after their arguement, but no.

It just stayed downhill.

She felt herself struggling to breathe again, she immediately clutched the side of her head as she sits up and tries to steady her breathing.

"27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32..."

She mutters as she keeps counting to distract herself, to prevent her anxiety happening again.

It felt painful, each night during August that she kept having panic attacks for a week straight.

She hated it, she hated her own anxiety that can tear her down immediately even if she was prepared for it.

"40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45..."

She counted again, and again and again before unknowingly sitting down and playing the piano.

Her favorite that could hurt her so much.

Duet from Omori.

Her fingers glided through the piano as she starts to play, the melody calming her down immediately as she continues to play.

She memorized Mari's part in that duet, she loved hearing it over and over again. It would never bore her, it would just comfort her.

As she continues to olay, she hears her mind play Sunny's violin, she smiles unconsciously and continues playing. Relaxing as she closes her eyes and lets herself be at peace.

The mansion was empty, but it was filled by the beautiful melody against these closed walls.

Prim liked being alone most of the time, it was to get away from all her responsibilities but she hated the hidden vulnerability in it. Ready to attack her at any times she lets her guard down, that's why she often isolates herself. She wants to be herself, to feel what she feels.

Not being wary of someone's emotions, not feeling what others feel. It's frustrating, knowing what you feel isn't yours.

but with music, it helps her. It eases her.

Diluc and Kaeya enter the mansion, the maids are in Vacation as Diluc had requested for thanking them for always taking care of this place, they immediately hear the melodious tune getting faster and faster.

"I didn't expect her grace to be awake at this hour"

Kaeya says, talking smoothly that would make anyone swoon while Diluc sighs.

Must've been her insomnia again

They head to where the source of the sound is and spot Prim in her nightgown and cardigan, clearly in her sleepwear as her hair is covering her face as she continues to play.

Kaeya remembered the first time he saw her play, it was beautiful yet sad.

And this one, this one hits harder yet he doesn't know why.

No words were sung in the air, yet why did it feel so...painful to listen to?

They waited until Prim finished playing before Kaeya clapped and caused Prim to flinch.

"Anak ng putang—"

They raised a brow but Kaeya spoke.

"That was a wonderful performance, Your Grace."

They hear her mutter something before they can finally get a glance of her face.

"Kaeya, Diluc. Done for the day?"

"Not Diluc though"

"Oh quit it, Kaeya"

Both of them take Prim's each hand and kiss the back of it, Prim is used to their gesture but she can't help but malfunction each time.

"It's late, Your Grace. Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Kaeya smoothly asks, his tone already sounds worried as he places a hand on Prim's waist.

"Ah, yeah. I just...needed to relax"

Prim said, avoiding the reason which is about her anxiety.

"I see, well, now that we're here. Why don't we all do a cuddle pile? We haven't done one for weeks"

Prim hummed softly as if agreeing to the plan while Diluc sighs.

"I have matters to attend to"

"Well, the offer still stands, 'Luc~"

Prim tells Diluc to be safe which he nods as he leaves while Kaeya looks at Prim and carries her like a princess.

boy, what the absolute fUCK—

"Kaeya?!"

Prim's arms wrapped around his neck as Kaeya grins.

"Come on, can't I cuddle with my lovely creator~?"

Prim softly sighs as Kaeya carries her to her room and they cuddle in bed, despite Kaeya's cold vision, Prim seemed to like the coldness radiate from his body.

No words were spoken, only gestures. They both held each other as if they were afraid the other would disappear into thin air and it grounded them.

"Goodnight, Your Grace."

"Goodnight, Kaeya"

And it ended in a happy note el oh el 💀 sorry if it was too disturbing at first, I hope you enjoyed reading (?)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞"

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Warning: some may be ooc and this is longer than the rest ajdjwanwkwkwkw. Enjoy!

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"The Day of the Festival"

Kaeya says before looking at Prim.

"Are you ready, my lady?"

He asks softly as Prim is trying to stop her shaking hands, admiring Prim's outfit.

"Don't remind her, she knows"

Diluc says as he comes downstairs, wearing something that nearly made Prim choke. (She likes seeing hot men/pretty boys in suits, it's her weakness. You're welcome ;D)

Kaeya smirks.

"Oh? But isn't it better to remind her?"

Prim screams mentally.

I forgot I'm surrounded by pretty men hnghhhh

She then notices Kaeya's outfit.

oh have mercy—

"—you ready, your grace?"

Diluc asks as he lends a hand out to Prim.

"m-mhm..."

FUCK THEY'RE SO HOT HNGHHH

She gently places her gloved hand on top of Diluc's before Kaeya snatches her other hand and they walk to the carriage.

"I must say, it's a new sight to behold, seeing you all dressed so formally."

Kaeya says as he eyes Prim, causing Diluc to smack the back of his head.

"Be respectful"

Diluc mutters as Prim's shaking hands are rubbing each other, the two notice it once more.

She can't calm down

They take her hands and gently squeeze it, causing Prim to squeak at the sudden cold and warm feeling.

"Calm down, if anything happens. We're here to make sure it'll go well"

Diluc says as Prim nods.

"Sorry, I just—um, don't do well when I know there's a crowded place."

Prim says as she mutters something under her breath as Kaeya perks up.

"We could reduce the citizens, your—"

"No, no, no, no, no. I don't wanna break their hearts, haha—"

Prim says as the two sigh.

"If the crowd's too overwhelming, look for one of us and we'll escort you away"

"Thank you"

"Anytime, Your Grace"

- - - - - >

While everyone's preparing the small stage, Prim gets taken aback by the dandelions near her.

Ah...

She gently reaches out to it before her heart aches.

I guess...this'll be my closure to you

She closes her eyes.

I hope you'll find happiness whether I'm there or not, I hope we'll both be happy and move on. You became a part of my chapter, it's time to flip the page. May we both find happiness and love, and be happy that the other is happy no matter what. No more hard feelings or malice, just pure joy.

She softly blows the dandelion, watching it fly to the air before walking away. A certain bard seems to have felt what had flown to the air.

"Your Grace, this is Venti. The bard that'll play—"

"and Barbatos, the Anemo Archon"

"A-Ah, yes..."

Jean stutters, wondering how Prim knew but dared not to question it as Venti grins.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Your Grace!"

Prim smiles softly.

"Likewise."

Venti takes Prim away while Diluc is staring at them, Kaeya chuckles and tells Diluc to relax.

"So, I felt the wind flow a bit differently today~"

Venti says as he picks up flowers for Prim who's sitting on a rock and watching him.

"Ah, so you felt it."

Was all Prim said, smiling softly. Venti's gaze softens at the sight of Prim being surrounded by crystal flies and her smile didn't have pain in it anymore.

She's letting go, that song will be her closure.

He softly smiles before weaving a flower crown for Prim who's preoccupied with the crystal flies.

"You know...the first time I felt your presence, I didn't know who it was at first. I was taken aback actually!"

Venti says as he continues weaving flower crowns, Prim watches his fingers do the weaving.

Ah, he weaves like how my cousin taught me...

"But you know, after seeing you help the Traveler, help the nations and went through all that...I can't help but feel grateful to you, for...for everything"

Venti says, Prim hums as she gently tucks a cecilia on Venti's ear.

"I'm glad you did the right thing, Barbatos. Whether you were a whisp or not, I'm just glad it's you."

She softly says as she kisses the top of his head, Venti gently holds her wrists before looking at her.

"You mean it?"

"I do. I know you hold the guilt of...all that, and I know. You don't have to say anything, but I'll always be proud of you. Whether you're a bard or an Archon, I'll cherish what you did for this nation."

Prim says softly as Venti gently places the flower crown on top of her head before hugging her gently.

"Thank you, Your Grace."

He says softly, pulling her close before they hear someone clear their throat.

"I'm afraid we have to cut that moment short, it's starting"

Albedo says as Prim gently pulls away from the hug and accepts Albedo's arm to hook her hand with, Venti lets out a small 'ehe' before following them.

"Your Grace, the program's starting already so you needn't be worried about missing out"

He says as Prim softly smiles, Venti watches her smile and his heart feels warm. He knew what that smile meant, the first time he saw her, he saw how her eyes held something he's afraid of asking. Yet the moment the dandelion was blown onto the wind, he knew that what that was is now in the past as she continues on in her journey.

After a while of the games and activities for the children and adults alike, it was time for the intermission as food is being served.

Prim nervously grabs her ukulele and walks up to the stage as she sits on the chair, with the help of Kaeya lifting her up so her skirt wouldn't ride up as he places a shawl on her lap so she wouldn't be uncomfortable with the dress's skirt, she clears her throat as she feels the nervousness settle in.

It's not your first time, it's okay.

There's people here who support you.

Whatever happens in this intermission, you just enjoy it.

Prim takes a deep breath before strumming her ukulele, Venti uses a little wind manipulation for everyone to hear the instrument being played and Prim's voice to be heard.

"Maybe it's the way you say my name"

Prim notices her hands shaking as she progresses from chord to chord but she ignores it.

"Maybe it's the way you play your game"

She remembers it all again, with this song was the one she always hesitated to play, the song that'll bring back unwanted memories.

"But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you...but it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you"

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

"And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime, and I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine...'cause"

Her mind is at ease now, the pain slowly stops gnawing her heart. And slowly, she finds it nice, that the pain is slowly leaving. That the closure she always wanted to get is finally settling in.

"I'm in a field of dandelions, wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine and I see forever in your eyes, I feel okay when I see your smile, smile"

Out of everyone else, only Venti knew what it meant. Whether it was the wind that told him or the song, he's happy she's finally getting what she always wanted. To be able to accept something she knew she couldn't change even if she tried, to be able to finally leave a chapter in her story to move on from the past.

"Wishing on dandelions all of the time, praying to God that one day you'll be mine, wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time~"

- - - - >

They're now in Angel's Share, well, drinking except for Prim.

"You did amazing out there, Your Grace. You sound like a siren back there"

Kaeya says as he takes his shot of the alcoholic beverage as Prim drinks her fruit juice.

"Oh, Thank you..."

Prim says softly as her hands are still shaking from the performance, Venti of course is letting loose and drinking. Not that Prim minded.

"I do apologize for letting you see this side of them, Your Grace."

Diluc says as he continues to serve the drinks, making sure Prim still has the fruit juice beverage and not alcohol.

"It's okay, 'Luc. I'm used to handling drunkards so this sight is nothing new to me"

Prim says softly as she thanks him for pouring her glass more fruit juice, this statement makes Kaeya perk up.

"Oh? You know how to handle drunkards?"

He leans his cheek on his palm as he stares at Prim who's drinking her fruit juice.

"Hm? Yeah, I know how."

It was summer of May

Prim says in her head as she does an anime sweatdrop before Kaeya comes closer to her and Diluc had to grab the back of his collar.

"So you've seen all the worst of a drunk person?"

"Technically, yes. Even the most calmest and rational person I know was...just a surprising person when drunk"

Prim held back her laughter as she remember her one cousin who got drunk the first time, started saying things over and over again, did jumping jacks, danced weird and screamed Olivia Rodrigo's and Taylor Swift's songs at 5am, all in one night.

Kaeya smiles at Prim.

"Then you knew that some are veryy~ clingy when drunk, hm?"

Diluc groans, Kaeya's drunk flirting again as Prim didn't seem to mind it.

"Yeah, I've had someone...cling unto me when I said I'll go check on the others drunkards who went outside, had to reassure her I wouldn't leave her there."

She says, never forgetting the fact her cousin suddenly latched onto her when Prim grabbed her coat and said that she'll check on her older brother who left to go to the other house where they stay in, it was tough having someone be a clingy drunk get off you but Prim did it gently and kindly, knowing the alcohol is taking effect and was patient enough to tolerate it.

Her?

Was all that went through their minds before Kaeya got the chance to speak, Prim got up from her seat.

"I need to use the bathroom, where is it?"

Diluc escorts her to where the bathroom is like the gentleman he is.

"You know, I actually want to see her grace drunk"

Venti says as he's trying to get Albedo drunk but to no avail, Rosaria takes a sip from her glass.

"And you think it's a good idea?"

"Why not give it a shot! Who knows? She might actually be a clingy drunk, ehe~!"

Diluc comes back as Prim had now used the bathroom, he eyes Venti and Kaeya suspiciously as Rosaria continues to drink quietly, used to the antics of her two drinking buddies.

"I'm back, what did I miss?"

Prim softly asks as Albedo gently places his hands on her waist before lifting her up on the chair, knowing how Prim struggles on stools when wearing a dress and skirt.

"Thank you, Albedo"

She softly says as Albedo nods and kisses the back of her hand before heading back to his seat, which of course Venti starts to say he did that just to touch Prim.

All of a sudden, the three drinking buddies are quiet as Prim takes a sip of her fruit juice.

"Hm? What's gotten you all so quiet?"

Prim softly asks as she continues to sip, Kaeya shakes her head before drinking more wine and Venti follows through.

Three hours have passed, Prim decides to bring Kaeya home since he's too wasted.

"Your Grace, you don't feel dizzy or anything?"

Rosaria asks all of a sudden.

Hot cryo mommy hngh—

Prim internally has a bi panic before smiling at Rosaria on the outside.

"Oh, I'm fine! Don't worry, I'll just bring Kaeya home so he can sober up easily."

Prim slings Kaeya's arm on her shoulder, her hand on his waist as she waves to the others goodbye before escorting Kaeya back home, to Dawn Winery.

As they leave the Tavern, Diluc cleans the glasses.

"You put alcohol in her drink, didn't you?"

Diluc asks as he glares down at Venti who lets out a small 'ehe' and looks away.

"What do you mean? Of course I did not~!"

Diluc sighs before Albedo speaks up.

"He did actually, almost emptied half a bottle for that."

"Half a bott—"

Diluc feels a headache come in.

"I'm closing the tavern."

What if Her Grace gets in trouble? She could've passed out!

- - - - dawn winery - - - -

Prim sighs as Kaeya's finally on his bed, she then helps him take off his shoes and all.

"Kaeya, take a bath. You need to sober up"

She softly pats his cheek as he sits up and does what she said, Prim feels her mind get hazy so she quietly and carefully walks to her room.

That's weird, it felt like that time I accidentally drank real wine and got myself tipsy...

Prim takes a bath in her room to feel the alcohol go away.

A few hours later, Diluc enters the Winery and quickly knocks on Prim's door.

"Your Grace?"

He softly calls out as Prim opens her door, in her nightwear and her hair more free.

"Diluc? Welcome back, are you going for your Darknight Hero duties?"

"I just finished."

"I see..."

"Do you...feel tipsy perhaps?"

He hesitantly asks as Prim hums.

"Well, I felt like my mind was hazy but I'm still conscious so I took a bath to sober up. Hm, it was as if that time I did get a bit tipsy because my mom lied about the wine not having alcohol..."

Prim mumbles and Diluc perks up at that.

"Your Grace, are you sure you aren't drunk?"

"Hm? Well no. If I were drunk, I probably would've stumbled and slurred my words. Also, don't worry, it's not the first time I got tipsy"

That's not the point!

Diluc screams in his head as he gently cups Prim's cheeks.

"Diluc?"

She looks at him.

Holy shit, his hands are warm

"Your Grace, are you sure you aren't drunk?"

"Of course! Kaeya's worse though."

He sighs softly before nodding.

"Alright, I'll let you have your sleep now. Goodnight, Your Grace."

"Goodnight, Diluc"

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

THE CREATOR

Prim / Sona Yuki

"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.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨"

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫: 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐬

The longer the fight goes on, the more the monsters attack them. Prim is slowly getting a hang of her ability, yet she feels something wrong whenever she uses it. Kaeya and Diluc are the offense, protecting her every weak spot while she covers theirs.

It was like a dance only the three of them could perform, no one can ever attempt to recreate it the way the three of them could.

How every strike, dodge and block could only resemble a dance. How even Pyro and Cryo seem to fit the other so well, how it's like they both could fuse and create a beautiful scene.

How Prim's every summon of her ability, how every step and move she makes could easily cover their weak spots. How she somehow completed the dance, how it seems like a dance that'll never end.

"Well that's a job well done"

Kaeya says as they finish wiping out the monsters for the night, unsheathing his sword as he then looks at Prim. Seeing her gently hold her hands together as it starts to shake.

I must've used too much

She keeps quiet as she tries to ignore the pain of her shaking hands, Diluc checks if there's anyone preparing to attack them with their guard down as he then notices Prim's shaking hands.

He then remembered a prophecy from the Cathedral, one that no one could ever forget nor even miss a single detail from the book in the library.

'The Creator preferred peace over war, she hated the fact there will be sides chosen. Battling one another and hurting everyone in the process, leaving nothing but trauma in their heads as they never try to heal it. How they ignore their pain as they strive for non-existent victory. Her abilities are strong, but she never had the thought of using it against anyone. Afraid that she could hurt someone in the process, ruin their lives and she'd blame herself for hurting the beautiful creation.'

Prim feels hands hold over her shaking hands, it was Diluc and Kaeya. One is looking at her with a worried glance while the other softly smiles at her.

"Let's get you back inside, Your Grace"

They softly say in unison, Prim's hands are holding Diluc and Kaeya's. She walks in the middle as they peacefully walk back to Dawn Winery, her hands are still shaking, but with the help of their visions. It somehow eases a bit of the pain.

The walk was silent, yet none of them mind it. The soft breeze of the wind, the moon shining upon them and the peace of the night is enough for them to enjoy this moment together.

. . .

Somehow, the maids have noticed one thing. Their masters, Kaeya and Diluc, are always with Prim, the Creator. The three of them each have different personalities yet it feels natural, as if the Creator had always been there with them. Kaeya being the talkative smooth talker, Prim being soft spoken but will be sassy when needed while Diluc gives a few comments here and there and just listens to the conversation.

Somehow, the Winery became lively. It also warmed their hearts that Kaeya and Diluc still do banters but more of a sibling one, they can't help but thank the Creator for making them reconcile again even if Prim did nothing for that to happen.

"The Festival is in a week, is everything prepared?"

Prim softly asks as she takes a sip of her juice while Kaeya hums and Diluc quietly eats his meal.

"Yes, all that needs is for you and Venti to do some intermission practices together. A duet he says"

"I see..."

Then the conversation changes.

"You know, I heard that Master Diluc smiles more when we're here."

"Oh, quit it."

Diluc softly says but no malice is behind the tone, causing Kaeya to smile genuinely and Prim's heart feels warm. She wants to cry in happiness.

They're making up...

I'm so happy...

As the three continue to banter during breakfast, the Winery is filled with warmth and happiness. The atmosphere turns into a lively one.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧' 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰?"

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞

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Prim continues to rehearse in the room Diluc showed her earlier, struggling to find a song that could somehow fit the atmosphere and Mondstadt's vibes or agendas.

Hmm...what does Mondstadt...

She freezes as she remembers that song, it was...'her' favorite song. Prim could barely even remember anything or think of anything whenever Dandelions start playing, just remembering the girl she fell for.

"It wouldn't hurt, this could serve as my small step to closure...right?"

She hesitates as thoughts drown her once more, she closes her eyes and takes deep breaths.

"I think...I need fresh air..."

She slowly heads outside, telling one of the maids before heading somewhere in Dawn Winery. As she takes in the beautiful scenery, she slowly feels the pain leaving.

It'll continue hurting me like this until I truly get the closure...I want...

Just for me to remind myself that 'hey, you guys are friends now. No need to hold on to the past'

She hums as the breeze gently caresses her cheeks, feeling relaxed that somehow it made her calm. Grounded her more than anything and made her realize that she has to get over it somehow. After all, it's that girl's loss not hers. That girl lost someone who truly cared and dedicated themself to her despite seeing many beautiful girls and boys, Prim remained loyal and didn't care if the distance was too wide nor the wait would be longer than expected.

She sits on top of a hill nearby and hums.

"Every day we started fighting, every night we fell in love"

The pain kept clawing at her, as if telling her she deserves to feel it. She shouldn't move on from it, yet Prim ignores that and continues singing. The only way to calm her down.

"No one else could make me sadder, but no one else can lift me high above~"

She grips the clothing where her heart is, brows furrowing as the pain gets deeper and deeper. She had to let it out her chest, she's tired of crying. Tired of feeling like she should cry when no tears could ever come out. One where only a song could heal her a little, save her a little...a habit she used to have and escape reality's cruel reminders.

"I don't know what I was doing...when suddenly we fell apart~"

Back to December but I'd go back to November back when we were alright...

We fell in love in October...more like we fell apart in November...

Bound to falling apart...

Prim pushes those thoughts away and sings her heart out, only softly. It'd be rude to wake some people up at night just cause she's in pain.

"Nowadays, I cannot find her...but when we do, we'll get a brand new start..."

If you find her then what?

Will you let your walls fall apart again?

Will you let yourself be hurt again?

How many times do you have to do this to yourself?

You can't change the past, you never could

Enjoy this moment than hurting yourself over it

Heal yourself

Whether your walls fall or not, never expect anything from people

That way, you wouldn't be as hurt as much anymore

You're used to always being left alone, aren't you?

She grits her teeth as the voice comes back.

"I'm in love with a fairytale, even though it hurts..."

She couldn't feel anything that could make her cry, she feels like she should but she couldn't. No tears could come out anymore, as if what remained was an empty shell back to discarding her emotions and feelings.

"I don't care if I lose my mind, I'm already cursed..."

She opens her eyes to see crystal flies surrounding her, wanting to comfort her as it seems they feel what she feels. Prim chuckles and gently touches one, closing her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, lovelies..."

She mumbles before watching them fly away, she lays on the grass and watches the moon. One of her favorite activities during childhood, back when she was always bored in night and couldn't sleep. Her father would take her outside and they'd watch the moon together, he'd tell her stories and they'd wait for a shooting star to make wishes, how innocent and naive she was. Which Prim later found out the 'shooting star' is just a meteor or meteorite in Science Class.

"The Moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

She blurts out and sighs, enjoying the cold breeze of the night and peaceful view.

"It is"

She looks at the side to see Diluc, wearing a cloak and is holding his claymore before making it disappear.

Ah, just like in game, huh?

Yet I'm quite disappointed in that response...

He just stands there, watching her look at him before looking at the moon.

"The sun watches everyone yet the moon keeps our secrets, amazing, right?"

She says, clearly didn't mind him just watching her. She pats the unoccupied grass and he sits there, just looking at the beautiful night sky.

"It's dangerous out here, Your Grace"

He says, trying to persuade Prim into getting back inside. She didn't listen though.

"I can't always be trapped inside forever, Diluc. It feels like I'm back to being a perfect puppet"

He didn't quite catch the last one yet he couldn't help but feel peaceful for once, maybe it was the atmosphere or Prim's doing...maybe the place and the moon did make it seem like that.

No words were spoken the rest of the night as the peaceful atmosphere lasts before the two went back inside.

Somehow, that small interaction seemed to comfort the two at the quiet dark night.

Until they hear monsters lurking around the forest, Diluc immediately summons his claymore and goes infront of Prim.

"Get inside, Your Grace. It is dangerous for you to be out here"

Prim sighs.

"I understand you're worried for my safety, Diluc dear but I must remind you that I am not called the 'Divine One' for nothing"

She says as she feels an attack happen from behind, she quickly puts a hand out and all of a sudden dark vines come out of her palm and trap the 'monster' caged in her dark vines.

These...aren't vines...

As more monsters seem to attack, Prim holds her hand out in shock and summons a lightning in panic.

Diluc hears the clap of thunder as he fights the monsters away, they are a bit far from the Winery so the Winery is safe.

"Your Grace, was that you?"

"I-I think so..."

Prim's heart started beating harshly, she couldn't breathe as her hands started to shake. She first released those 'dark vines' before summoning thunder, heck, she isn't even Raiden Ei to do that.

"Eyes on the battle, My Lady"

Kaeya says as he joins the fight.

"We can talk about your abilities that aren't said in the prophecy later, for now, let's focus on this lovely battle"

Diluc groans at Kaeya's way of smooth talking, Kaeya and Diluc lends their hand out to Prim who looks at them in fear.

"Shall we three dance, Your Grace?"

They ask in unison as Prim hesitantly holds their gloved hand.

"We shall"

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?"

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

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Prim settles in the room Adelinde had told her to stay in for the meantime, the room isn't too bright nor too dark yet despite being just in a room alone. She feels lonely once again. Those thoughts that disappeared are haunting her once more, she can't stop the voices. She can't help but overthink, she's always been an overthinker.

She grips the side of her head, closing her eyes as she counts to 30 in order to calm down. Drowning out the sounds from outside and only focusing on herself.

I hope they make up again

It's not my right to make them fix it cause I said so, they need to fix that bond themselves.

She looks at the window, seeing butterflies. It broke her, she crumbles apart. Everything reminds her of that person again, she couldn't help it. She let them use her account and found out too late that person made a heart on her map just for Prim, she only found out after that talk.

"I guess even if I felt those feelings fade away, I still love you, huh?"

She chuckles as bitter tears stream down her cheeks, she doesn't wipe them and just hugs her knees.

"Mm...I wonder, did everything...feel true? The feelings...the memories...were they all real?"

Prim sighs and stares at the window once more. Realizing how hopeless it is.

"Your Grace?"

"Hm?"

"It's me, Diluc. Did I bother you?"

"No, is there something going on?"

"Jean had sent a letter, about a musical intermission dedicated for you. She wanted to know if you're alright with Venti, the bard, doing the intermission-"

She wipes her tears and opens the door, Diluc notices her swollen eyes but didn't say anything. Afraid he might invade her privacy.

"Venti? As in, Barbatos?"

"Yes..."

"Hm...is it alright if I do the intermission instead? Well, after me. Then Barbatos could"

"As you wish, Your Grace"

Prim smiles at Diluc.

Come to think of it, I accepted the 'Your Grace' title so easily

Well, what else can I do?

I died in the real world

She internally winces at the word 'died'. She then thinks.

"Say, where can I rehearse for the intermission?"

He leads her to a private room with a piano in the middle of it, Prim thinks that this must be a private room.

"Pardon my curiosity, is this a private room?"

"Hm? Well, a room that isn't used anymore. Do not worry, you can use this for your rehearsal"

"Are you sure? This room might be important, I can't just use this if it's important"

"It's alright. I insist, Your Grace"

"Alright. Whatever you say, Mr. Ragnvindr"

They chuckle and Diluc tells her that he'll call for her when food is ready as he leaves her in the piano room alone, Prim notices how clean and beautiful the room is. She approaches the piano and presses a key.

"Ah...I guess it wouldn't hurt to, hm?"

Her fingers, as if controlled, knew where she should place her fingers to play a key. She closes her eyes as she enjoys the melodious sound coming from the piano.

"Trying to be funny and stuck in a room..."

She feels the pain come back, yet she feels numb. Only caring of the tune coming out from the piano.

"There isn't much more to say about it..."

A song that could only express what she feels, despite being in a place filled with people. She feels alone, as if she isn't there. As if she's an empty shell.

"Can one be funny when stuck in a room? Being in, trying to get to get something out of it"

Kaeya, who happened to pass by, hears the tune and voice from outside the room. He couldn't help but eavesdrop as cliché as it is.

"Try making faces, try telling jokes, making little sounds...ugh"

He peeks a little and sees Prim, busy in her own little world as music is the only thing in her mind right now.

"I was a kid who was stuck in his room, there isn't much more to say about it"

He watched her open her eyes, eyes without shine but empty. Hollow...Hollow darkness inside it.

"When you're a kid and you're stuck in your room, you'll do any old shit to get out of it"

Prim's brows were knitted together in frustration of the swear word, Kaeya was taken aback by the swear but everyone does that, yes?

"Try making faces...try telling jokes, making little sounds..."

He felt a pull to her even more, with the way the lyrics remind him of himself. How he relates to every note spilled in the air like an admirer spilling hearts on paper to the person they caught feelings for. Yet the only difference is that it hits him hard, as if directly attacking him. Surely, that wasn't her intention?

"Well, Well...look who's inside again, went out to look for a reason to hide again"

Prim's eyes were filled with sorrow, as if she sees herself going out of the room before hiding back in again. Afraid to be vulnerable, afraid to be known. Afraid to be left alone again.

"Well, Well, buddy you found it"

The sound of keys being played got softer as her singing does as well.

"Now come out with your hands up, we've got you surrounded..."

She lets go of the keys and sighs, covering her face with her hands as she's deep in thoughts once more.

Until she hears a clap shut those voices down.

"What else can you not do?"

Kaeya says, teasing her as if. She didn't feel annoyed at all, but rather, a smile appeared and she looks at him coyly.

"Oh? Such an eavesdropper you are, Sir Alberich"

"A melodious tune and voice can't help but make me stay, like a siren calling out to a pirate and enchanting him with her voice"

"How poetic"

Kaeya enters the room and closes the door, approaching Prim who remains seated.

"I heard from Master Diluc that you'll be doing the first intermission"

"Hm, I volunteered. It was something I used to do back in...back before I descended"

But when I had the time to do it recently, things happened

Prim ignores those bitter thoughts.

"Then will you be performing that song?"

"Of course not, who would want to hear such sorrowful song being sung in a joyous festival?"

Kaeya tilts his head as he watches her look at him with nothing but happiness and warmth, with a little bit of playfulness.

"Care to play me another song?"

"Your wish is my command. What shall I play for you, dear sir?"

"Whatever you prefer"

He takes a seat beside her as she thinks of a song, Klee and Albedo walks in.

"Apologies for the intrusion, Klee was too excited to play with you"

"That's alright, Albedo. How are the preparations?"

"They're doing well, as for your intermission. I am tasked to have the program prepared and sequenced for us to follow"

"I see, what has been decided?"

"A speech, activities for children, intermission and the feast"

"Hm, easy to say but hard to follow"

"Seems like you're well aware of these kind of programs, Your Grace"

"Ah, yes. I've been in charge of it before, always strict to the schedule"

Klee converses with Prim who's happy to indulge the little elf, Kaeya and Albedo watch them with a smile before turning to each other.

"So, what did Lisa say?"

"She said that you and he are her escorts, we also contacted the Traveller who is upon arrival tomorrow"

"I'll be guiding the Traveller tomorrow then"

"Noted - Klee, how about you draw a portrait for her excellency? I'm sure she would appreciate that"

"Okay!"

Klee sits on the floor and pulls out the paper and crayons she has prepared before doodling as her imagination helps her draw what she wants to portray, Albedo then looks at Prim who chuckles at Klee's adorable actions.

"What kind of song will you be singing in the festival?"

"Hm...hard to decide..."

This is different from most intermissions I'm used to

"Then we shall give you time since the festival is weeks away, we'll be taking our leave. Klee, let's go"

Klee hands Prim the drawing she was focused on earlier before they bid their farewells.

Prim then excuses herself to head to her room, Kaeya thought she was just tired.

She went through her bag and noticed her cellphone, earphones and other important items in there.

She then saw the status and it hit her again, the pain. Yet it isn't pain, but rather...an unknown feeling.

Is it cause...she seems so happy without me?

Come on, Prim. Don't be desperate.

Shouldn't you get used to being thrown away?

Get used to it, people will always leave you.

They promise not to yet they do.

Humans tend to make promises they can't keep after all, shouldn't you learn by now?

"No, stop it. Quiet, you don't know anything..."

She hits the sides of her head as she feels her tears be formed again.

"You don't know anything..."

She sniffles, her heart feeling heavy.

I said I wouldn't cry but I did

Why do I feel so empty even when I'm crying?

I'm sad that she seems to be happy without me but...why should I feel so bothered by it when I could be happy as well?

Does she want to be strangers?

How I dedicated a playlist just for her...

How she grounds me, calms me down

She then feels arms wrap around her, she instantly looks up.

"Kaeya...?"

He looks at her, eyes worried as he still remains a smile on his face.

"You shouldn't hit yourself"

He says, his voice is soft. As if afraid he'll scare her and she'll run away.

I may not know what's the reason why she carries such sorrowful aura.

I just can't stand still knowing she's hurt.

And I feel it too...

"Can you take deep breaths for me?"

He softly asks, caressing her hair as her hands are shaking.

"Let's count to ten, shall we?"

She nods, suppressing a whimper as something inside her claws her painfully. As if her throat was being scratched or her chest being stabbed, she struggled to breathe.

"One...Inhale"

She takes a deep breath, Kaeya gently holds her small frame.

"Exhale...two"

As they go on about it, she slowly calmed down. Suddenly tired from all the crying.

"Kaeya?"

"Hm?"

"Sorry for letting you see me like this"

She whispers as she tiredly wipes the dried tears.

"Everyone has their flaws, Your Grace. You don't need to always keep an image that you'll struggle with"

"It's not that...Façades are what I'm used to. It's just...there's...pain"

So it is what I feel as well...

What she feels, I feel?

"Maybe I'll heal from it which I hope I will...I can always see it as a happy memory from when I was...naive"

She mutters the last part, Kaeya didn't pry on it. Maybe it's a personal matter, it's her decision to open up to him anyway.

Though it feels like we're both used to keeping our guard up around others

"Thank you for...comforting me, Kaeya"

Prim feels the sentimental warmth again, she's always embarrassed whenever people witnessed her...unsightly side and would be embarrassed whenever she thanks them.

People would often leave after seeing who you are, that's what scares her. So she's back to keeping her guard up again, to lock her heart up until it heals. Until she heals.

"If you ever need anyone, I'm always here to listen"

He says, feeling a sense of...relate out of nowhere.

"You know, Kaeya. I'm glad you're here"

Prim looks at him with a bright smile, though she was crying earlier. It seemed like she cheered up, the heavy feeling long gone and is replaced with happiness.

He felt the warmth once again, how when she's happy, he feels himself being happy too. As if her presence alone gives him a strong pull towards her.

"I'm glad I found you as well, Your Grace"

Maybe this time...he'd let himself feel happiness, just this time.

Kaeya Alberich

Friendship Level: 10

Mood: Happy

Prim feels happy, so...happy.

It feels like the burden from earlier disappeared. Maybe it'll come back, maybe it won't.

I hope this moment will be a happy memory for you, Kaeya Alberich

I hope I can be of help to you the way you saved me

shin here! Sorry if it's angst with comfort at the end, I'm still trying to express the pain in writing. Though it doesn't affect me as much, I just hope somehow...this could also help others who want to heal and escape the pain they're going through. Really sorry if they're ooc, still trying to grasp the character's personalities.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 masterlist

"𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨?"

𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐔

'To heal, it takes time. May be soon or not, I just hope you find yourself along the way'

This masterlist will serve as the journey of Prim/Shinsuke (me) healing both through Prim's Journey in Healing and finding herself as well as Me, Shinsuke, finding writing as a way to heal myself.

As a reminder, this series may mention trauma (which I will not elaborate or else it'll take us time) and if you are sensitive to it, feel free to scroll.

By this, maybe writing and making my oc cope or deal with it in a healthy way can help me heal too. As it is truly the time for me to heal and live my life with no chains holding me back. Again, this is my way of healing, you can read this whether you want to or not. It's appreciated

WELCOME TO TEYVAT! SHALL WE START THE JOURNEY OF HEALING?

THE CREATOR

Prim

THE JOURNEY

I.

Prologue

Chapter One: Mondstadt, City of Freedom

Chapter Two: The Comfort

Chapter Three: The Darknight Hero, Fairytale

Chapter Four: Dance with the Ragbros

Chapter Five: Dandelions

Chapter Six: One Last Dance

Chapter Seven: Rizzbedo and Death Stare

Chapter Eight: I'm just human

( NEW STORY QUEST UNLOCKED‼️)

"This is the story of the Almighty Creator, a journey that even Cathedrals and History books cannot record. But beware when reading, it gets personal and it will not only feel like invasion, but it will also feel disturbing. If you wish to proceed with this lore, then you shall have fun."

Closed Walls

Closed Walls: Prologue

Closed Walls: Chapter One