NOTES
↳ this was inspired by @anaxasparfait's series (i love it sm pls dont go bald)
↳ this is very suggestive
↳ i’m prob only gonna make ones for characters i like (sry for anyone who doesn't have the same taste as me)
↳ The Bet! is still on hiatus. (sadly, this post does not mean i’m fully back)
SYNOPSIS — when an acting major gets a little too drunk and agrees to a bet. The bet was simple, she needed to make the local genius at her university, Veritas Ratio fall for her. If she succeeds, 100 bucks from each of her friends. Can [Name] break down his icy walls?
GENRES — COMEDY, DRAMA, ROMANCE, SOCIAL MEDIA AU, STRANGERS TO LOVERS, UNIVERSITY AU
STATUS — ONGOING
WARNINGS — TIME STAMPS DON'T MATTER, A LOT OF ALCOHOL & DRINKING, CHARACTERS MAY BE OCC (ALST MENTIONS/SPOILERS)
NOTES
↳ veritas was awake studying (nerd)
↳ [name] was hit with that 3 am existential crisis
↳ i wonder what the 'milk incident' is 🤔🤔🤔
↳ the reason dan heng isn't in [name]'s tweets is because he's asleep
NOTES
↳ [name] is questionable when it comes to the human mind
↳ veritas was planning on not answering the text
↳ the only reason he did was because he thought they wanted to be tutored
↳ [name] is often told things which she forgets after like 5 minutes
NOTES
↳ they're all broke but rich at the same time
↳ [name] hates losing and is really competitive
↳ veritas is the biggest nerd in this story (he also holds tutoring sessions)
↳ despite what it seems like, [name] actually has really good grades
NOTES
↳ i had such a hard time deciding what musical to do
↳ [name] is forever in dan heng's debt
↳ they all owe money to each other but pay each other back by buying stuff back and forth
↳ veritas was the first person [name] thought of sharing the news to but her friends texted her first
NOTES
↳ aventurine and [name] will become besties (trust)
↳ aventurine is the main shipper and wingman
↳ this is not the first time [name] has gotten blocked by a hot guy on twt
↳ (im tempted to make another smau about aventurine...)
── Synopsis: Soulmates. The concept sounded unreal, too good to be true. And it seemed it was. Nothing lasts forever and the thought of being together even in another world was just a dream.
── Characters: Wriothesley, Scaramouche, and Kaeya
── CW: Mentions of violence and alcoholism. Scara being a fucking weirdo.
── Notes: based on that tt trend :p. [angst/no comfort]
── Word count: 365 + 421 + 455 = 1241 words in total
Wriothesley ── Working in the Fortress of Meropide had its downsides. Situated deep underwater, the prison demanded constant overseeing. As the warden, Wriothesley's responsibilities included overseeing the fortress 98% of the time.
Yet, in the cold and darkness of this watery prison, there was a beacon of warmth and light – you. To Wriothesley, you were akin to the sun, providing a sense of comfort and solace in an otherwise desolate and forbidding environment.
Wriothesley loved you more than he thought could love. Your unwavering support had been a constant source of strength for him, but he was beginning to realize that even you had your limits.
It was cold, more so than usual. Wriothesley thought it a bit unusual to feel this chill even though you were right in front of him, Unsurprisingly, you had come to visit.
The recent visits you’ve made had been met with Wriothesley having to turn you away. due to a troublesome criminal who kept picking fights with the other inmates.
There were no words spoken, odd considering you heavily disliked silence. Wriothesley was never big on initiating conversation so you did it. It was always you who would talk and he would listen.
…
Okay. Wriothesley couldn’t keep pretending. He knew it was falling apart, your relationship, your love for him. It was fading away but he didn’t want to comment on it. Scared that if he pointed it out, everything would burn.
Yet he couldn’t stop his mouth from moving and uttered but one sentence. “Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?” Wriothesley regretted asking immediately afterward but didn’t show it.
Your face glossed over in surprise and looked up from your teacup, gazing at him with unreadable eyes. “No.” Your answer was short but not sweet, more bitter if anything.
You paused as if contemplating adding to your answer. “Not even in this one.” You finished and Wriothesley could feel his heart shatter. He wasn’t an idiot, Wriothesley knew what you were implying with your last sentence yet he couldn’t find anything in himself to refute your words.
He wasn't made for love and if you, his sun, thought so as well. Who is he to think otherwise?
Scaramouche ── A puppet. That’s all Scaramouche thought of himself as. That’s all Scaramouche saw in himself. A worthless puppet that failed at its life’s purpose.
But with you, he felt like something more and he hated it. He felt something, felt the disgusting human emotions that no puppet should feel. He resented it. It was the reason behind his abandonment in the first place.
So why? Why did it feel so good? Why did you make him feel so good? Why did your hand caressing his hair feel so soothing? Why did your lips feel so soft on his? But most importantly, why did you make him feel whole?
Scaramouche was disgusted with himself. He was the 6th Fatui harbinger. A title that would spread fear in the hearts of people from all across Teyvat including yours but you didn’t know so what was the harm?
But it seems like the world hated Scaramouche just as much as Scaramouche hated it.
It seems that word got around that Scaramouche had a lover. Then one day, you got kidnapped by some Anti-Fatui organization.
Scaramouche flew into a rage and saved you before you had gotten injured but not fast enough to stop you from finding out who he truly was. You parted ways that day.
It wasn’t until 2 years later when he was in Sumeru, that he saw a whiff of your scent when walking around at Port Ormos. He whipped his head around and followed the scent.
He saw you, working at a flower shop stand. Finally, after years of being apart. He walked closer, hearing footsteps you looked up with a customer service smile. “Welcome-...” your voice trails off as your face hardens.
“What can I get for you?” You asked coldly, glaring at him. Scaramouche froze, you used to look at him with such gentle caring eyes but that wasn’t the case here.
Scaramouche’s mouth moved on its own, spewing out the stupidest question he could ever ask. “Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?” It was dumb, even Scaramouche could admit he cringed Immediately after he finished his sentence.
“I didn’t even want you in this one.” You said emotionlessly and Scaramouche’s face was the one that hardened this time around. He grits his teeth.
Of course, you would say that. Scaramouche didn't know what he wanted you to say but he knew that that wasn’t it. Why would he have expected anything else? And why did it feel like his heart was taken away once again?
Kaeya ── Being with Kaeya was not for the weak of heart. He was a walking red flag. Kaeya was a raging alcoholic and was never afraid to show that nor did he bother to change.
But most importantly, secrets. He kept so many secrets. It wasn’t that bad at first, mostly because you tried to justify it on his behalf. ‘Everyone has secrets.’ was what you’d tell yourself.
And you were right. No matter know long you’ve been together, it seems that Kaeya never truly trusted you. Not once during your entire relationship did he ever confide in you or your help.
And just as everyone has secrets everyone has their limits and you had just hit yours.
It was late at night, almost 2 am yet Kaeya wasn’t home. You guess that he was in the tavern and after going there yourself, you guess right. There Kaeya was, slumped on the bar counter with an empty glass of wine in his hand.
Kaeya’s brother, Diluc, gave you a nod in acknowledgment as you went to your boyfriend’s side. You tapped his shoulder and Kaeya slowly looked up at you. A sly smile on his face when he saw you.
“Darling!” He hiccuped. “What are you doing here?” He asked, his words slurring together. It was a miracle you could still understand him.
“It’s almost 3 in the morning. I'm here to take you back home.” You said softly, rubbing his back soothingly, trying to persuade him.
“Aww.” He whined. “Don’t wanna go home yet…” He mumbled with a frown and you couldn't help but sigh. “But we have to. You have work tomorrow.” You reminded him.
Kaeya was staring off into space before you heard him mutter something out. You had to strain your ears but you caught on to what he asked. “Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?”
Your breathing stilled as you looked at him with an unreadable expression. You answered without thinking of the consequences of your words. “Are we even soulmates in this one?” you whispered, your voice filled with pain and unsureness.
You immediately slapped your hand over your mouth and thankfully it seemed Kaeya didn’t hear it but you felt someone’s eyes bore into you in shock. You turn and see Diluc looking at you flabbergasted.
You turned away, ignoring his gaze before you focused on Kaeya. You slung his arm over your shoulder as you walked out of the tavern. Kaeya didn’t hear your answer but a part of you wish he did.
You're stuck with him for as long as he wants. He’s a red flag but can’t help loving him even if you know in the end you're the only one getting hurt.