ripples of past reverie

bloom for tomorrow

[iwishitwas]

as i've written...

[ AUTOBIOGRAPHY ] ⋆˚✰ call me arya .ᐟ 18. ˚ i mainly write for honkai star rail but i plan to write for other fandoms ˚ — i crosspost all my works on ao3, show your support !

[ PREFACE ]

˚ all my works are sfw .ᐟ [ yearning hours 25/8 ]

˚ — i write at my own pace

[ DATA ARCHIVE ]

ENTRY: HONKAI STAR RAIL masterlist

ENTRY: GENSHIN IMPACT masterlist

[ AUTHOR'S NOTE ] ˖·˳. do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions.

[dailypinkhsrgirls]

today's pink hsr girl is... cyrene!

[iwishitwas]

—it might be you

the mundane still stirs the heart

pairings: alhaitham x you, wanderer x you, kaedehara kazuha x you, lohen x you

wc: 1.3k, yearning, fluff, light angst, domestic fluff, developing relationships, pretend sumeru has trains, no use of y/n or [name], reader is not the traveller, inspired by the song of the same title

crossposted to ao3. masterlist

.☘︎ ݁kaedehara kazuha

as a wandering traveller, kazuha eventually learned that there will never be a place to truly call home. 

whether it'd be the welcoming arms of the crux or the stability that comes with narukami island. and in a nomadic life such as his, he refused to be chained to the past and by extension—to the present. letting go was meant to be his norm.

but somewhere along those many travels came you. ever so persistent as you can be, you insisted on going even if it was for the meantime—which in time, never came nor crossed his mind once. 

and as persistent as you can be, you can act quite rash to say the least.

"kazuha!" you laughed with much abandon, earning a few glances from outsiders—but your eyes only remained on him. 

he has always adored how his name rolled off your tongue. and amongst all his sugary words reserved for poetry, he loved yours even more. 

the gravel crunched along with the slight skip to your steps, occasionally humming a little tune to yourself every time it went silent.

as repetitive as these days could get, he would never trade it for the world. no matter how many long mornings he has to groggily wake up to, it would always end up with a sunset with you.

and when he begins to slow down in his tracks again, you turn back with a smile that would put the sun to shame, the wind blowing against your back. and he understands better what all poets struggled to describe the most.

perhaps home doesn't have to be a place after all.

˖᯽ alhaitham

attending a prestigious institution such as the akademiya is no easy feat, and all the sleepless nights would eventually catch up to people—which includes you.

as what all students talked about in hushed whispers, it was the dreaded finals week. more and more of them gathered in the house of daena than they ever had before, and alhaitham could not be more bothered by it. the peace typically maintained in its walls was squashed by all the overlapping chatter between peers and prayers to the lesser lord about the exams looming over their heads.

amidst the chatter, his eyes trailed over at your sleeping figure. a tiny bit of your face peeked through your crossed arms and his earphones on you lightly buzzed a tune he didn't know.

this became a routine tracing way before exams. and no matter how resistant he was at first, alhaitham couldn't help but to always save a seat for you—earning strange looks for every rejection he gave out to take it.

your hair was a mess, multiple loose strands sticking out in places; while wearing a hoodie that was definitely not stolen from his stash from your many night outs (not that he minded nor bothered to remind you). as slow as he could, he brushed that lock of hair off with much tenderness.

and normally, the blatant disregard of appearances would annoy alhaitham. but you finding comfort in showing an unkempt version of you that he could only hope would always be reserved for his eyes only.

because beneath those lines of shared all-nighters and stolen glances, might be a need to have something more with you.

perhaps, he has long known what this feeling entails.

alhaitham could only bury his face in his hands as you gradually woke up—still in a daze—while he scrambles to find the words to admit that his flushed appearance had nothing to do with his work, and everything to do with you.

｡𖦹°‧ wanderer

being under the lesser lord's care meant unwarranted change would inevitably take place, and that would be you.

it takes a lot to convince a man with this much resolve to move, much more if it was the infamous hat guy. but somehow, you manage to drag him along everything—albeit with much grumbling.

"couldn't we just ask nahida for a ride?"

commuting all the way to the akademiya was your idea and yours alone, which meant he had to accompany you.

you hummed dismissively, diverting your attention to the blur that is sumeru city.

he scoffed. he could not find any appeal in willingly inconveniencing yourself with this amount of people. you were both lucky enough to snag a seat amidst the crowd.

his fingers twitched a little. he remembered the firm grip he had on your wrist to lead you to a vacant spot he saw from the corner of his eye. if only he found the courage to lower it a bit more before you decided to take out your phone.

and all his senses further malfunctioned once the dull ride led to your head on his shoulder. the whirls of the train tracks may have lulled you to rest, but it did nothing to subdue the irregular beat of his chest.

he could feel every little shift in movement you made, and the red tinge on the tip of his ears paired with the blaring sound of his heartbeat prevented him from focusing on anything, much less the contents of your screen.

for all his life, emotions are all but a hassle. his relationships have always been filled with strains he could not be bothered to mend anymore, and it is a miracle there are still people in his life who are willing to put up with him.

but still, it is second nature to him. it is the one thing that led to his current predicament, and eventually—to you.

the buzz from your voice lightly tickled his neck, something about a new cafe you just saw from an ad—he could not tell. his mouth felt too dry to say anything back and even if he tried, it would all be incoherent.

this longing sitting in the pit of his stomach will only grow, and he very well knows that.

for now, he will indulge himself with your touch while the hustle and bustle drowns out the words he achingly needs to say.

°˖➴ lohen

angel's share has always been welcome for broken hearts and lost souls to drink away their sorrows. today had one of its few exceptions.

in a secluded corner, far from all the ruckus, contained the fifth company's infamous vice captain. despite it being his most frequented location, he was not much of a drinker—rather, an observer.

and between the drunken howls and loud clinks of glass—he found you.

you were surrounded by your own comrades—some made in the heat of the moment and others that had always stuck around. being his partner-in-arms and a fellow vice-captain, there were no hurdles that could possibly push away a chance of encounter. and on any other night, he would have sat right next to you.

his grip tightened around the glass.

for all those years in the battle field together and even back in your rookie days,

you always struck with the fervour of a true paladin—never of a crazed, starved man.

but beneath his itch to fight lies the angst only you have seen so far. there was no valor in his fights, only lust for spilled blood that only you managed to see it as care.

like he could in a desperate, human way he has never known about.

sighing, he ran a hand through his hair before immediately darting his focus back to where you sat, where he was met with crinkled eyes.

even with such a wide of an abyss between you two, you raise your glass towards him. he mirrored your actions with a curt nod of his own, his lips twitching to curve.

you shook your head, vibrating with joy that he refused to believe to be the cause of it.

as deranged as he could be, he would not flatter himself with the hopes of reciprocation. but with a look that lingers a little longer than it should have, today could be the exception.

˖·˳₊ do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions.

as the wise man once said, i would've loved doing laundry and taxes with you <3.

[iwishitwas]

i'm dead i accidentally left my notes at the end 😭😭😭 THANKS SM FOR THE SUPPORT THO🙏

[anchovies-4-dinner]

Biggest bird

In a cliche turn of events, you die to death and isekai into your favourite dating game. Ecstatic, you’re eager to romance the scrapped bachelor, only to quickly realise there was a reason he didn’t make the Final Cut.

Top hsr bird OAT not even close

[iwishitwas]

SEARCH: WANDERER

｡𖦹°‧ the reformed sixth of the eleven fatui harbinger

—it might be you [ multi-oneshot ] the mundane still stirs the heart

˖·˳. do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions. masterlist. @|ouvrfly on ao3

[iwishitwas]

SEARCH: LOHEN

°˖➴ the eccentric vice captain of the knights of favonius' fifth company

—it might be you [ multi-oneshot ] the mundane still stirs the heart

˖·˳. do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions. masterlist. @|ouvrfly on ao3

[iwishitwas]

SEARCH: KAEDEHARA KAZUHA

.☘︎ ݁ a wandering samurai of the once-famed kaedehara clan

—it might be you [ multi-oneshot ] the mundane still stirs the heart

˚₊ do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions.

masterlist. @|ouvrfly on ao3

[iwishitwas]

SEARCH: ALHAITHAM

˖᯽ the acting grand sage of the sumeru akademiya

—it might be you [ multi-oneshot ] the mundane still stirs the heart

˚₊ do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions.

masterlist. @|ouvrfly on ao3

[iwishitwas]

—it might be you

the mundane still stirs the heart

pairings: alhaitham x you, wanderer x you, kaedehara kazuha x you, lohen x you

wc: 1.3k, yearning, fluff, light angst, domestic fluff, developing relationships, pretend sumeru has trains, no use of y/n or [name], reader is not the traveller, inspired by the song of the same title

crossposted to ao3. masterlist

.☘︎ ݁kaedehara kazuha

as a wandering traveller, kazuha eventually learned that there will never be a place to truly call home. 

whether it'd be the welcoming arms of the crux or the stability that comes with narukami island. and in a nomadic life such as his, he refused to be chained to the past and by extension—to the present. letting go was meant to be his norm.

but somewhere along those many travels came you. ever so persistent as you can be, you insisted on going even if it was for the meantime—which in time, never came nor crossed his mind once. 

and as persistent as you can be, you can act quite rash to say the least.

"kazuha!" you laughed with much abandon, earning a few glances from outsiders—but your eyes only remained on him. 

he has always adored how his name rolled off your tongue. and amongst all his sugary words reserved for poetry, he loved yours even more. 

the gravel crunched along with the slight skip to your steps, occasionally humming a little tune to yourself every time it went silent.

as repetitive as these days could get, he would never trade it for the world. no matter how many long mornings he has to groggily wake up to, it would always end up with a sunset with you.

and when he begins to slow down in his tracks again, you turn back with a smile that would put the sun to shame, the wind blowing against your back. and he understands better what all poets struggled to describe the most.

perhaps home doesn't have to be a place after all.

˖᯽ alhaitham

attending a prestigious institution such as the akademiya is no easy feat, and all the sleepless nights would eventually catch up to people—which includes you.

as what all students talked about in hushed whispers, it was the dreaded finals week. more and more of them gathered in the house of daena than they ever had before, and alhaitham could not be more bothered by it. the peace typically maintained in its walls was squashed by all the overlapping chatter between peers and prayers to the lesser lord about the exams looming over their heads.

amidst the chatter, his eyes trailed over at your sleeping figure. a tiny bit of your face peeked through your crossed arms and his earphones on you lightly buzzed a tune he didn't know.

this became a routine tracing way before exams. and no matter how resistant he was at first, alhaitham couldn't help but to always save a seat for you—earning strange looks for every rejection he gave out to take it.

your hair was a mess, multiple loose strands sticking out in places; while wearing a hoodie that was definitely not stolen from his stash from your many night outs (not that he minded nor bothered to remind you). as slow as he could, he brushed that lock of hair off with much tenderness.

and normally, the blatant disregard of appearances would annoy alhaitham. but you finding comfort in showing an unkempt version of you that he could only hope would always be reserved for his eyes only tugged on his heartstrings harder than anything should have.

because beneath those lines of shared all-nighters and stolen glances, might be a need to have something more with you.

perhaps, he has long known what this feeling entails.

alhaitham could only bury his face in his hands as you gradually woke up—still in a daze—while he scrambles to find the words to admit that his flushed appearance had nothing to do with his work, and everything to do with you.

｡𖦹°‧ wanderer

being under the lesser lord's care meant unwarranted change would inevitably take place, and that happened to be you.

it takes a lot to convince a man with this much resolve to move, much more if it was the infamous hat guy. but somehow, you manage to drag him along everything—albeit with much grumbling.

"couldn't we just ask nahida for a ride?"

commuting all the way to the akademiya was your idea and yours alone, which meant he had to accompany you.

you hummed dismissively, diverting your attention to the blur that is sumeru city.

he scoffed. he could not find any appeal in willingly inconveniencing yourself with this amount of people. you were both lucky enough to snag a seat amidst the crowd.

his fingers twitched a little. he remembered the firm grip he had on your wrist to lead you to a vacant spot he saw from the corner of his eye. if only he found the courage to lower it a bit more before you decided to take out your phone.

and all his senses further malfunctioned once the dull ride led to your head on his shoulder. the whirls of the train tracks may have lulled you to rest, but it did nothing to subdue the irregular beat of his chest.

he could feel every little shift in movement you made, and the red tinge on the tip of his ears paired with the blaring sound of his heartbeat prevented him from focusing on anything, much less the contents of your screen.

for all his life, emotions are all but a hassle. his relationships have always been filled with strains he could not be bothered to mend anymore, and it is a miracle there are still people in his life who are willing to put up with him.

but still, it is second nature to him. it is the one thing that led to his current predicament, and eventually—to you.

the buzz from your voice lightly tickled his neck, something about a new cafe you just saw from an ad—he could not tell. his mouth felt too dry to say anything back and even if he tried, it would all be incoherent.

this longing sitting in the pit of his stomach will only grow, and he very well knows that.

for now, he will indulge himself with your touch while the hustle and bustle drowns out the words he achingly needs to say.

°˖➴ lohen

angel's share has always been welcome for broken hearts and lost souls to drink away their sorrows. today had one of its few exceptions.

in a secluded corner, far from all the ruckus, contained the fifth company's infamous vice captain. despite it being his most frequented location, he was not much of a drinker—rather, an observer.

and between the drunken howls and loud clinks of glass—he found you.

you were surrounded by your own comrades—some made in the heat of the moment and others that had always stuck around. being his partner-in-arms and a fellow vice-captain, there were no hurdles that could possibly push away a chance of encounter. and on any other night, he would have sat right next to you.

his grip tightened around the glass.

for all those years in the battle field together and even back in your rookie days, you always struck with the fervour of a true paladin—never of a crazed, starved man.

but beneath his itch to fight lies the angst only you have seen so far. there was no valor in his fights, only lust for spilled blood that only you managed to see it as care.

like he could in a desperate, human way he has never known about.

sighing, he ran a hand through his hair before immediately darting his focus back to where you sat, where he was met with crinkled eyes.

even with such a wide of an abyss between you two, you raise your glass towards him. he mirrored your actions with a curt nod of his own, his lips twitching to curve.

you shook your head, vibrating with joy that he refused to believe to be the cause of it.

as deranged as he could be, he would not flatter himself with the hopes of reciprocation. but with a look that lingers a little longer than it should have, today could be the exception.

˖·˳₊ do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions.

as the wise man once said, i would've loved doing laundry and taxes with you <3.

[iwishitwas]

ENTRY: GENSHIN IMPACT

[ MAY THE WIND GUIDE YOU ]

soon...

[ AMIDST JADED RUINS ]

soon...

[ FOR ALL OF ETERNITY ]

.☘︎ ݁ kaedehara kazuha a wandering samurai of the once-famed kaedehara clan

[ LUSH-LIKE DREAMS ]

˖᯽ alhaitham the acting grand sage of the sumeru akademiya

｡𖦹°‧ wanderer the reformed sixth of the eleven fatui harbinger

[ FAIR THE DELUGE ]

soon...

[ BLAZE THE FLAME-CHASE ]

soon...

[ BENEATH MOON-LIT BLOSSOMS ]

°˖➴ lohen the eccentric vice captain of the knights of favonius' fifth company

˖·˳. do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions. masterlist. @|ouvrfly on ao3

[kisscara]

heartbeat rhythm! [fanboy!scaramouche x drummer!reader] ⎯⎯ modern au, fluff, wee bit of angst

the rewritten project of the secrecy of our confessions.

what happens when you, a talented and well-known drummer across the web, grow an intense crush for the student council president, who's also your number one fan? from annoying sisters to nosy bandmates, the next event that happens is always more chaotic than the last!

taglist is closed

tags: @mariusvonhangme @scaramoo @mikismusings @rizakari @akagism2 @sakiimeo @ohmyfinggod @aethersluvrr @scarafrisbee @kaoyamamegami @liliumaraneae @dreamsofminnie @starfart19 @kunisbeloved @luhvashh @makiswrld @kyouzki @mimissubway @loucaroarz @theblueblub @angelunatic @shinjuuz @thenightsflower @coquettemaiden @thefandomcrow @cotton-eee @lovely028 @hrtswinter @duckyyyx @kissingkzuha @dazaisboner @adeptusx @tomotofu @yukiipc @loverhole @star583 @soobasaur @aeongiies @ghosted-fr @scaraapologist @raideneiari @rvoulte @aaeng121 @pyrrhicgaze @tjjjrsj @enviouspeanut @d4y-dr3am3r @aromaticism @undecidingfate @kur44pika (50/50 tags occupied)

status: ongoing (started on feb.24.2023)

side notes: guys i beg you do not spam like as you read each chapter thanks🤝

⎯⎯ MY HEARTBEAT RHYTHM!

O1: live performance!

O2: can i have your twt?

O3: totally not friends!!

O4: the student council

O5: madam faruzan who?

O6: 1+ student council member!

O7: manager faruzan

O8: a helping hand

O9: his way of thanks

1O: class 1-D's preparation

11: a suspicious offer?

12: shopping spree!

13: bumping into someone familiar

14: to be stressed

15: to be comforted

16: the big day!

17: i don't know if i can trust you anymore

18: stuck

19: sick days

20: this one's for you!

epilogue: he was once my biggest fan.

BEATS FOR YOU ⎯⎯

© kisscara

[twospiritstooprideful]

clocking in to my shift at the yearning factory

[newtkive]

M.LIST. ✦　 𓈒 ❛ pixels [ newt x reader - modern text au ]

summary: in which two online friends navigate a romance through a minecraft groupchat with their stupid friends

OR

newt, the quiet, stoic boy, and y/n, the bubbly girl both curse the world for keeping them apart, but at least they can send each other cute emojis and hope the other doesn’t notice their blossoming feelings.

→ warnings ! : crude language, sexual language, sexual situations (eventually), bad memes, mention of suic1de

☆ CHAPTERS !

➥ # . ch. 1 - the gc birth

➥ # . ch. 2 - drama queen core

➥ # . ch. 3 - infamous minecraft night

➥ # . ch. 4 - agoraphobia and burger king on 5th street

➥ # . ch. 5 - everyone's gay

[serenamouche]

UNREQUITED

SMAU | PAIRING: scaramouche x f!reader

SUMMARY: You were rejected by Scaramouche multiple times when the two of you were in high school, never learning how to give up on him. Though, in your first year of university you set your sights on another boy in your research methods lecture. How will your past unrequited love determine your future?

status: on-going (started: 6/11/26) | taglist: CLOSED

genres: social media AU, modern AU, angst, fluff, romance (whatever you want it to be :3)

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author’s notes: first SMAU, please wish me luck! I have no clue what i’m doing so i’m just as lost as you guys..

(✏️ indicates a written portion)

PROFILES:

— world dictators

— chudmaxxers

FIRST SEMESTER:

at least get his name ✏️

dick-getter mcgee

situationship

another win for the ogs

best day ever

hater nation ✏️

the date ✏️

aftermath

see you

grocery store encounters ✏️

movie night ✏️

roster or notser

[iwishitwas]

soon:

—shush, shush!

(dan heng x you)

guess my fav character. also omg thank you sm to all the love for star-crossed nappers i've been freaking out 😭😭😭😭

[iwishitwas]

ENTRY: HONKAI STAR RAIL

[ IN HONOR OF AKIVILI ]

༄˚₊ dan heng il a cold and reserved young man travelling with the astral express

[ GLORY TO THE LUX ARROW ] soon...

[ OF ORDER AND HARMONY ] soon...

[ AN ODE TO REMEMBRANCE ]

𖤓˚₊ phainon of aedes elysiae the chrysos heir holding the coreflame of worldbearing

☽˚₊ mydeimos of castrum kremnos the chrysos heir who seeks the coreflame of strife

[ THIS IS ELATION ] soon...

[ ALL FOR THE AMBER LORD ] soon...

˖·˳. do not feed my writing to ai nor repost it to other platforms without permissions. masterlist. @|ouvrfly on ao3

[iwishitwas]

https://www.tumblr.com/iwishitwas/820499976562114560/search-phainon-of-aedes-elysiae?source=share

since its more of a ship fic than a x reader fic, suggest you remove all the related x reader tags

hii srry for the misunderstanding as i'm just starting out but i'm planning to add x readers fics as well! this is only a masterlist for phainon and it just so happened my first fic is phaidei ^