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â my latest works:
1. chevalier michel; yandere self aware theme
2. gilbert von obsidian; yandere self aware theme
3. dr ratio smut; he is annoyed that you canât follow his simple instructions
4. ikemen prince (chev & gil); breakup prank
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Sorry Iâm just very self conscious about my stuff. I know people still continue to read my fics (Iâm surprised that despite my inactivity, I still receive notifications almost daily)
I wish I can private this blog LMAO but tumblr donât have such settings (?). I have like 47 drafts that have yet to be posted. Itâs a dilemma.. 𼲠Iâm afraid of what people would think about me đ
Please don't. I love your fics. It's a selfish suggestion but maybe leave this blog with a "hiatus" to let others know you're not active in this account?
Im thinking about it. I do want to write again đ actually itâs more of a personal issue. Because I used to write dark content and Iâm afraid of what people will think about me. Though Iâve already stopped writing stuff like this for years already
The past few months, Iâve been fighting my cancer.
Hello, everyone. My name is Lan but most know me as Cee. I am a writer and very much active on X to write for Yume and x reader!
The past few months, Iâve been fighting my cancer and struggling to make ends meet. Struggling to just live every day without fearing if I would still survive another day.
My friend made me a GoFundMe link for me and I hope everyone who read this could share it on their social media and many other platformsâ¨
I'm starting a GoFundMe for my friend Alandra, who I met in I⌠Millie McCartney needs your support for Support Alandraâs Urgent Surgery for
You see... I still want to live...
Hence I keep on doing something that I love every day, and itâs WRITING! I never stop writing because I dream of pursuing my career there and studying Literature for my Masterâs.
However, I have to focus on my health first.
My performance has been PLUMMETING ever since I got this disease. But I continued to work on my comms because that also keeps me aliveđ It is hard to gather fund from working alone because I have to eat and work for my family.
2025 has been ROUGH for me. From my parents got scammed and we lost millions to me getting cancer. My preparation for my graduation was also on hold and messy, I didnât have the privilege to think of it. Even though I wanted to go all out.
Right now, I worked almost 12 hours a day to do my writing commissions and any other projects. In the hope it would be enough. My doctor reccommend me to do the surgery this OCTOBER as it has been 3 months since I was diagnosed.
Therefore ...
Sharing the link would help so much! To fam, friends, your Insta, streaming platforms, anywhere, really!
And if you decided to donate and want some drabbles, I can absolutely write them for you!
Thank you for taking the time to read this small threadđĽ°
Love, Cee
P.S. If you want to send directly to my bank account (Indonesian only) or PayPal so the money would not get cut off, please refer to this: paypal.me/caxsthetic
Hey so some of your links are broken like in the kinktober 2022!! Just wanted to let you know
Hi, thank you for telling me! I already knew that ahahhaaha but I did not re link the post. You can check out my kinktober tags if you wish to read them :>
Hello, dreamers! My name is Cee~ Iâm here to promote my local AND international writing comms!â¨
Check out all of the menus... BELOWđ
NO limit words, contents, triggers, or even kinks! I am in for EVERYTHING! Yume, ships, oc x oc, lore, worldbuilding, etc!
DM to consultâď¸
LIKE, REBLOG, SHARE is appreciated!
Psst, I am much more active on X. Dozens of people knew I am legit there, so if you want to check it, do see @_cranthir theređ
MORE INFORMATION ABOUT MY COMMISSIONS
Benefits:
Get your results within 12 hours to 3 days (after I start yours)!
Excess word count outside the deal? Consider it a BONUS
Unlimited revisions for grammatical errors & adjustment
Check the procedures, rules, & samples down heređ
My Writing Commission is ALWAYS OPEN
The slots are UNLIMITED. However, I write for one or two clients at a time.
If you want a certain deadline, you can discuss it with me first.
CLICK HERE to know the progress!
More samples of my writing are accessible in my Ao3
I wrote for Haikyuu / Resident Evil / Attack on Titan / Love and Deepspace / Genshin Impact / HSR / SpiderVerse / Marvel / DC / Ikemen Series and SO MANY MOREđĽ JJK, Sakamoto Days, Wind Breaker, Piofiore, Virche Evermore, Lovebrush Chronicles, A Date with Death, etc you name it!đ
I am also able to write POEMSâźď¸
Whether classic, prose poem, or more modern type, depends on the tone and dynamic! Contrapuntal is ALSO accepted. I do world building, original charactersâ lore, letter from your beloved, and so many more~
You can discuss it with me and ask what you want, I SHALL deliver...!đ
Hurtful Truth: Even the one that we thought would always stay with us... leave.
Part 1 â Pt.2Â
At a certain point in his life, he believed that everyone he knew would never stay.
From his father who suddenly went missing, to his mother who decided to have a new life somewhere else â he was always left behind, even by those who were supposed to support him through the thick and thin of these mortal days.
One day though, someone knocked into his cursed heart, cutting all the overgrown veins and renewing it. With her gentle touch and a heart similar to his, he really thought, this time would be different.
Oh, how wrong he was.
And this person had left him with a huge scar that would never be mended.
His sharp eyes caught the bolt of lightning outside the window. The thunderous boom could be heard even when he was inside. A storm was covering Sumeru city as the pitter-patter suddenly turned into heavy rain in a split second.Â
And yet, it didn't faze him. He was still here, laying contently on top of you, listening to the calm beating heart of yours.
Kaveh never once flinched. You did, he could feel it even though it was out of surprise and occurred for a moment, your body jerked a bit when the lightning struck. He didn't try to tease you out of it, nor point it out loud. His face only buried deeper on your chest, arms wrapping around your body as he made sure you remembered he was there.
And you always felt so grateful for such gestures. You had your fingers carding his soft hair. The strands were not tied into a braid, no red clips could be seen snug on his head as he laid there with nothing but a pyjama cladding his skin.Â
There was no blanket, and yet this was more than enough. To feel each otherâs weight and warmth, this was the only way.
He was a fresh graduate who designed and worked as if he was running out of time. And only when he was here, in the room and on the same bed that you two shared, was the only time he could relax.Â
His mind always predominated with endless ideas and ambitions. Even when the two of you started dating, he was rarely there from the start.
Some people said that he was too obsessed, he wasnât capable of keeping a relationship, not even a friendship sometimes even though he was famous for being a kind-hearted student. But those whispers never stopped you from reaching out to him. From just a flicker of interest, it became an eternal flame.
He never thought someone would actually be patient enough to remind him when he was at his limit. Kaveh knew he worked and designed things like he would die tomorrow. A part of him wanted to keep on going, he wanted to prove himself that he was capable of creating the most grandiose thing any human could ever see.
His lecturer told him to slow down, classmates tried to take him to restaurants to hang out â but to no avail. He never listened.
And then came you.
He didn't know what kind of spell you had cast upon him. But he actually wanted to take his time giving his attention. Every time you parted your lips, he listened to each syllable that escaped. Maybe it was the way you spoke to him, the melodious tone filled with consideration had bewitched him to the core.
No one ever talked to him in such a gentle manner. It lured him in, keeping him to stay rooted in the same place even until you were done talking. After days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months turned to years â here he was now. Completely under your spell.
And maybe, that was the cause of his endless misery.
A shiver ran down his spine the moment he stepped out of the Akademiya. Ever since his roommate was elected as the Acting Grand Sage, somehow, he would find himself here more often than he preferred.Â
But as a good friend (and someone who never wanted to disappoint others), he went anyway after short notice.
Al - Haitham. Truthfully, he didn't mind saying no and had no remorse altogether if he ever turned down his request. His friend was always so crude with his words. Honest, but it felt like a stab sometimes with how unfiltered it was.Â
That was the reason why he didn't feel guilty. Al - Haitham deserved to be shouted at, after all. However, it didn't mean he was always a bad man. He said everything that appeared in his mind, just and true. And maybe, that was what Kaveh needed.
âTo think I have to run an errand, why didn't he just ask someone else?â He scoffed under his breath when his friend dropped dozens of scrolls and asked him to deliver it to Nilou. Maybe the messages were important, and he couldnât risk a stranger losing it or even worse, reading it.Â
Even though that was such an almost impossible chance. Who in their right mind would try to play around with the Acting Grand Sage?
However, if he actually tried to think of the reason why, Kaveh would have known that it was another way for Al - Haitham to make sure the blonde left the house. Kaveh had been cooped inside for far too long, wanting to finish this one mad project. If this time around everything went smoothly, then he could say goodbye to Al - Haithamâs house and rent another place.
Talk about a place⌠He wondered if that one was still available.
His mind immediately went to the only home that he ever had after his motherâs departure. The one that he shared with someone who cared for his entire being and acted on it, someone who scolded him whenever he got to bed after midnight, who kept pushing him some food at the time he forgot to eat.
With her, he found peace.Â
She was able to get him to do things, to actually care for him because he knew she would be sad if he ever got sick.Â
Her gentle tone every time she pulled his ear, it made him listen. Just the balanced amount of affection and criticism. After years of being alone, he finally knew how it felt to be loved again.
She was everything indeed, yes. Back then, you were his everything.
Until you were also gone without a trace, much to his dismay.
âDonât you want to join me?â
Two knocks on the door, followed by your voice that broke him out of his reverie. Kaveh dropped the pencil in his hand, putting it down beside the parchment paper where he started a design for an old room in the house. The two of you havenât assigned what it would be for. âDid I interrupt you, my dear?â
Thus the reason why he hid it right away, flipping the paper to prevent you from peeking. He wouldnât let even a glimpse ruin the surprise.Â
He shook his head before standing up, walking towards you instead with such grace. You let out a small chuckle when you saw his hair getting dishevelled, and your fingers immediately went to his golden strands, fixing it up within seconds.
This moment was a common occurrence in this household. With you to take care of him, and him to surprise you with his imagination. This house used to be empty and bland, but every room has its own soul as months went by. He took every part of several cultures and blended it into one, creating this design that everyone knew was made by him.
âWhat did you say when you came in?â
âI askedâŚâ You trailed off, not being able to think clearly when he was near sometimes. âDonât you want to join me?â His cologne wafting through your nostrils, intoxicating you as your hand rested on his chest.
âShower, right? Sure.â
A small snort escaped your lips, and it left him with confusion written all over his face. You shook your head, resting your forehead on his shoulder as you let the giggles dwindle down.
âTo Fontaine, Kaveh.â
âOhââ
His cheeks turned into the similar colour of his eyes when he realised what he said previously. He couldnât believe that he would blatantly guess something as scandalous as showering together. Kaveh never asked too much, even rarely asked for anything. So if he uttered something like that, it meant he craved it deep down.
âBut showering sounds nice.â You leaned away, knowing that he would take his words back if another seconds passed. âOr bathing? We can just lay down for a while, you know?â So before he could, you immediately tugged on his sleeve, a bit wrinkled after designing for hours. âI want to spend time with you.â
This bluntness of yours contradicted him. He was never open to whatâs in his mind, not when it was about what he needed. But you were here having a similar way of thinking, telling him everything that he ended up agreeing because that was exactly what he wanted to.
âLet me prepare the water then.â
The second warm water hit his skin, he could feel every muscle in his body relaxed. You used some aromatherapy and milk soap to make the bath better, and he felt like he was in heaven once you sat in front of him. His arms secured around your waist as you lay your head on his shoulder. No words needed to be shared, this was enough.
Intimacy â a romantic relationship was fairly new to him.Â
You were the first person who could push through his cracked hearts, the first woman who dared enough to tail on him and tried to decipher the codes of how he saw this world. He often thought that he didnât deserve any kindness, thinking he was the reason why his parents were gone from his life.
But you stayed, persistently so. And at times like this, he wondered how dull his days would be if you were not around.Â
After he knew you, he couldnât imagine another scenario where you never came up to him, never striking a conversation. Among other things, he was just thankful that you were here.
âWhatâs in your mind, Kaveh?â You looked up, meeting his ruby orbs that were glinted with an emotion you couldnât quite fathom. âIs something bothering your mind, hm?â Whatever it was, however, you were ready to listen and understand.
âNo, nothing you should be worried about, actually.â He let out a chuckle, cheeks adorned with the similar colour of his eyes. âItâs just that â I am glad you are here.â And now you understand why. âThank you for being with me.â
Despite being together for around three years now, he was still shy when it came to showing off his adoration for you in the form of words. Between the two of you, you were the type who would scream it to the top of the world how much you loved him.Â
While Kaveh, was the one who silently rooted and did anything to make sure each path of your way would be smooth.
âI am glad you are here too.â You cradled your cheek, feeling his smooth skin against your wrinkled finger. âEver since I got to know you, I-I just canât imagine not having you around.â
âThe same goes for me.â
âThen join me~!â A small whine escaped your lips, followed by his chuckle since you just looked so adorable with that pout on your face. âTo Fontaine, okay? Not a shower! But we can shower together again there. They said Fontaine has the best water! Arenât you curious?â
âI am, butâŚâ It was so tempting to follow you anywhere. Because just like you, he couldnât imagine not having you around too. âI have something to do.â
However, he reminded himself about the project he made for you. âDonât pout now, I am sad too. I want to be there for you, especially when you are done with your work and we can explore the city together.â A surprise, and the only time he could do it was when you were away. It would need quite some time to finish it.
âCanât it be postponed though?â
âNoâŚâ He felt bad, but he had to be strong. âWe will see each other again in a month, right?â He did it for you. This room would be perfect and finished once you came back.
âOf course.â
âIt will be the last time we part for that long.â
You had been working so hard, but you never had a place for yourself. Always having to write and read letters on the dining table because you insisted that he had his own workplace. So now, it was his time to ensure your comfort. âI promise.â
If he knew that day was the last time he saw you, he would have followed you there.
You bid him farewell with a tight hug, not wanting to leave because you were so used to having him around in your day. He swore he could see tears in the corner of your eyes, but he said nothing because he knew he would abandon everything to just be with you, finding himself becoming even more selfish by day.
If he followed you, he wouldnât be able to finish his little gift for you.
If he followed you, he wouldnât be able to give back to you properly.
If he followed you, though â maybe you wouldnât be gone.
He should have seen it coming when he received not even a letter from you. Days before you departed, you told him that you would send one to make sure he knew you arrived safely.Â
A week passed, nothing. Then came two â he believed you were busy with your work. Three, maybe you wanted to surprise him by coming back early.
But the familiar rhymes of your keychains never once be heard again. He waited in the living room, with a box filled with a new key that would lead to your private office. Every night, hoping you would come back.
Two years rolled down slowly, torturing his heart to the point he relapsed to his old routines. The life he had before he met you. He gambled everything, building a palace that he deemed to be his best project that made him so well known. His magnum opus â the Palace of Alcazarzaray.
One that eventually forced him to sell the house that he shared with you.
He could still remember how his world crumbled when he received the investigation report from Fontaine's Garde. The result was â nothing. You never step foot in the city as no records could be found. No sign of you on the close perimeter. It was as if you vanished into thin air, no one knew what happened to you.
And he blamed himself every day. For not following you, for not accompanying you in your journey that eventually led to your own doom.
He often wondered how his day would be if he was there by your side. If you were not alone, maybe he could ensure your safety. Even if the two of you were surrounded by treasure hoarders or any other dangerous group, and somehow, it would be the day where he took his last breath â at least, the last thing he saw would be your face.
His breath hitched when he realised where he was standing. The scrolls in his hands felt so heavy, a reminder that he had to get it to Nilou as fast as possible.
But, his feet brought him to somewhere else entirely.
The house that he shared with you now belonged to someone. None of the features had changed, however, and it rubbed his heart with this melancholic feeling. The longing, the ache, there was another reason why he never went out much.
He was afraid he would want to come here, to check on a future that was now vanished into thin air. It had the same roof that he installed back in the day, the same paint you chose, even the same pond by the window with nilotpala lotus.Â
It was as if the house was stuck in that day, just like his heart was.
Droplets of rain hit his cheek, collided with the tears that now cascading down his skin. He shook his head, looking around to check the nearest building he could shelter in. If the scrolls got wet, he knew Al - Haitham would kick him out from his house for real.Â
And he just had to find shelter across his old house, waiting until the rain stopped while tormenting himself with the thought of what could have been.
It had been weeks (or perhaps months) since the last time he walked past this street. Always avoiding it as much as he could because he knew he never wanted to leave. Finding himself admiring the what could have been.
Sometimes, he even imagined you to come back. Perhaps finally find the way back home, and dear Archons, he would do anything if he could see you once again. He would sell his soul, not just material things. Just one more chance, one more chance to feel your skin against him.
He was aware of how unhealthy his life had become, but he couldnât stop himself from repeating this moment over and over again regardless of how many years had gone by.Â
Kaveh couldnât move on, and each time his mind was predominated with the thought of you, it felt like it would bring him closer to you.
Like now when he saw your figure, drenched by the heavy rain that made your clothes stick to your body. It made him remember the time when you pulled him outside to dance, not caring what the others thought when two adults danced and laughed at each other with love radiating from them.
The scrolls that he held on so tight before one by one fell to the ground. His lips parted when he felt so bewitched at the idea of you standing all alone in the rain. Even though it was just in his head, he couldnât have that. He already let you go alone once, and he wouldnât do it for the second time.
He slowly walked by your side. At least, the figure that he envisioned in his mind. Your eyes were full of wonder and curiosity, head tilting to the side as you tried to take everything in. You never looked away from the house, as if a machine that stopped responding with too much information getting into you.
This was the longest time he could see you like this.Â
Usually, it was only a glimpse, a few seconds and you were gone. But now, he couldnât help but look down to where your hand was, just an inch from his. Maybe you would vanish once he tried to interlace his hand with yours, and he was unsure which one was best â for him to have another chance feeling your skin, or having you close like this for as long as he could.
He chose the former.
And a familiar warmth wasnât the outcome that he expected.
Hello, dreamers! My name is Cee~ Iâm here to promote my local AND international writing comms!â¨
Check out all of the menus... BELOWđ
NO limit words, contents, triggers, or even kinks! I am in for EVERYTHING! Yume, ships, oc x oc, lore, worldbuilding, etc!
DM to consultâď¸
LIKE, REBLOG, SHARE is appreciated!
Psst, I am much more active on X. Dozens of people knew I am legit there, so if you want to check it, do see @_cranthir theređ
MORE INFORMATION ABOUT MY COMMISSIONS
Benefits:
Get your results within 12 hours to 3 days (after I start yours)!
Excess word count outside the deal? Consider it a BONUS
Unlimited revisions for grammatical errors & adjustment
Check the procedures, rules, & samples down heređ
My Writing Commission is ALWAYS OPEN
The slots are UNLIMITED. However, I write for one or two clients at a time.
If you want a certain deadline, you can discuss it with me first.
CLICK HERE to know the progress!
More samples of my writing are accessible in my Ao3
I wrote for Haikyuu / Resident Evil / Attack on Titan / Love and Deepspace / Genshin Impact / HSR / SpiderVerse / Marvel / DC / Ikemen Series and SO MANY MOREđĽ JJK, Sakamoto Days, Wind Breaker, Piofiore, Virche Evermore, Lovebrush Chronicles, A Date with Death, etc you name it!đ
I am also able to write POEMSâźď¸
Whether classic, prose poem, or more modern type, depends on the tone and dynamic! Contrapuntal is ALSO accepted. I do world building, original charactersâ lore, letter from your beloved, and so many more~
You can discuss it with me and ask what you want, I SHALL deliver...!đ
