A/N : PART OF THIS PROJECT. Guess who’s mixed the Genshin lore with some random modern au up again? ANGST? IDK~~~
Art belongs to @/vechuu_
Information Scenario about Kaeya of DCZK:
Although Kaeya is a member of DCKZ, Kaeya is also still part of an underground music group called KHNRH along with Albedo (ex-member of TVT Dream original debut line up) and Dainsleif. Kaeya joined KHNRH before and after he became a trainee at FAVONIUS Entertainmet. It was from this group that Kaeya honed his unique dance skills and his very distinctive rap style. As one of DCKZ's vocalists, Kaeya is an all-rounder thanks to this experience.
Information Scenario about DCKZ’s Song - Abyssal Light:
Abyssal Light is a song written and produced by Zhongli, Childe (his rap part), and the producing team DCKZ. The song is essentially about wanting to be with someone special during rough times in life. This song seems to tell the story of the four DCKZ members who are falling into the deepest abyss while they continue to hope and seek the light that will lead them out of the darkness.
Wherein, sometimes one might land on a foggy and dark path in life with feelings of anxiousness and turmoil hooking to your heart, but even in times of such uncertainties, one must run in full force and with gay abandon to a path leading to eternity; because at the end of the turmoil tunnel is the golden light of hope and happiness.
At Encore of DCKZ 1st World Tour in Mondstadt...
Kaeya, walking to the certain corner of the stage, trying to interact with some fans but with a soft yet so sad smile on his face:
Diluc, singing his part in the pre-chorus: “As if the world only asks me to give up. Only endless darkness~” (Noticing Kaeya's grip on the mic was really strong)
Zhongli and Childe, also noticing and worrying about Kaeya:
Kaeya, took a deep breath before he sings his part:
Kaeya, looking at two certains spectators (Albedo and Dainsleif), stretching out his hand as if he was trying to reach the two of them: “At the end of this road, where should we be? What should we become? In what form?”
Albedo and Dainsleif among the crowd, shocked:
Kaeya, squatting because he can't hold back his tears:
Diluc, conitinuing his part while running to Kaeya:
Childe, smiled widely and teased Kaeya to reduce fans' worries:
Summary : In which the 4NEMO members have to practice their perfect expressions and feelings for a perfect stage with something interesting, but something unexpected happens to one of the members?
WC : 1851 Words.
Warning : Grammar errors, Kingdom: Legendary War references, mention of anxiety and traumatic past, etc.
Story Note : Part of THIS project. The dialogue between the headers is part of the individual interview or commentary after the event.
A/N : Look who mixed Genshin Impact lore and some random modern AU up. How can it be like this? I don't even know. It looks like the result is a bit messy, but I hope you guys can enjoy it.
Teyvat Music Awards - 4NEMO Behind the Scene...
IN order to get the best results on stage, an idol must be ready to do whatever it takes to achieve that, with no exception for 4NEMO. They want to give the best masterpieces to their fans, at least with perfect performances that are not easily forgotten. 4NEMO will do anything for it.
And here they are now. In front of them was a huge aquarium filled with water. What will the 4NEMO members do? The four of them will practice their ensoulment and expression underwater. This is done in order to perfect their appearance on stage.
“Windless” is one of 4NEMO's songs that they will perform at Teyvat Music Awards later. This song tells the story of a person's feelings when they lose the person they love the most. The feeling of tightness, fear, loneliness, emptiness, and darkness, all those painful feelings that the members must be able to show on stage when performing this song.
All those torturous feelings are contained in this song, Windless. Because of that, the members decided to practice their mentality in a place where it's really windless, a place where they can't breathe, allowing them to really feel all those painful feelings.
Xiao decided to be the first member to dip his body into the aquarium. He held on to the iron on the edge of the aquarium to wait for instructions from the other members. His hands were tied with chains and the members told him to keep going down.
“Woah~” The members looked amazed and satisfied. “You did well, Xiao!” Venti praised through the speaker plugged into the aquarium. Meanwhile, Aether immediately took a picture of Xiao with the camera he brought.
"Look at him, he's so pretty!" Aether couldn't help himself, seeing how charming Xiao was in the water.
Xiao poked his head back on the surface to catch his breath, his hair was already wet. "Did I do well?"
All members immediately answered in unison and praised him. “Xiao, do you remember that scene in your solo teaser for our debut, when you were tied up and trying to break free?” Venti asked the young man.
"Ah, the scene in 'Doombane'?" Aether who was squatting asked Venti, curious.
Venti nodded. “Let's try to recreate that scene, but underwater. What do you think?" The leader suggested. “If the results are good, we will use it as the opening VCR on stage.”
Xiao shrugged, not knowing whether the results would be good or not. However, the rapper went back down into the water. He began to act and channeled all his emotions.
“More painful!” Venti said, mentoring Xiao in his acting. “More desperate. Imagine you were locked in somewhere where you can’t breath.”
Hearing Venti through the voice receiver in the aquarium, Xiao immediately perfected his acting. And when Xiao managed to do it, Venti and Aether who were recording the scene with their cameras cheered and praised him.
After that, Venti handed the mic in his hand to Aether. He decides to join Xiao in the aquarium to take some duet pictures.
“On stage later there will be a scene where I play the Dihua Flute. Should I bring the Dihua Flute into the water?” Venti asked from the edge of the aquarium to Aether and Kazuha.
Aether frowned. "I don't think so," he said honestly. He also laughed. “Unless you want to damage your flute by putting it in water.
After realizing that his idea didn't make much sense, Xiao and Venti went back into the water. They made a scene as if Xiao was unconscious and drowning while Venti stretched out his hand, trying to save Xiao.
However, after Venti and Xiao came out of the aquarium, one of the members seemed very anxious. It was all painted on his face. And if you notice from the start, he really doesn't talk much as if he's worried about something.
“How can I even do with this?” Kazuha asked, worries written on his face.
Xiao and Venti who were still busy drying their hair with towels looked at Kazuha. “Your fate is sealed. Take it in," Xiao said. It might sound cruel, but actually Xiao was also worried about Kazuha.
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Kazuha: I personally neither like nor dislike water. I don’t know why but I was a bit scared. Perhaps, it was about my past? It scares me easily.
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Venti: Actually it's really about his past. When I discussed with the producing team and wrote and composed this song--Windless, I really thought about the most painful past for each of 4NEMO member. I think, Kazuha's past really triggered his brain work and made him scared like that.
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Kazuha: When I was a trainee, I was attented a trainee exchange program for some time. At that time I was transferred to Crux Music, a sub-agency of Qixing Labels and was trained under the guidance of Senior Beidou of L/YUE as my mentor. She knew and probably witnessed what really happened to me at that time. If you ask why this triggered me so much, I think Senior Beidou would know the answer.
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Kazuha descended into the aquarium slowly while taking a deep breath. His hands could not be separated from the iron pole on the surface of the aquarium. “Hold on,” Kazuha sighed.
"Kazuha, you can do it," Aether who was still with his camera encouraged Kazuha. “You can overcome this.”
Kazuha slowly dipped his head into the water. However, the members realized the fear and stiffness in the body of the youngest 4NEMO member. The three members glanced at each other before Xiao concluded, “He can't go down.” This made Venti and Aether nod in grim.
“Kazuha, you have to relax your body.” Venti asked Kazuha through the voice reciever in the aquarium. “Spit out your breath.”
“No, he can’t go under,” Xiao muttered.
Not too long, Kazuha's hand immediately grabbed the iron pole on the edge of the aquarium and pulled himself up. An unfamiliar underwater circumstaces make difficult to get used to it, especially when there was a trauma to triggers him. "Lord, I can see nothing," Kazuha whispered.
Venti handed Xiao the mic and stood up to approach Kazuha from behind the aquarium glass. After approaching, Venti realized something. "Hey, Kazuha, don't cry." As a group leader, Venti raises his members strongly. However, there was no tone to indicate that Venti was disappointed or angry at Kazuha in his words. Instead it sounded warm and comforting to Kazuha.
“You just need to touch the floor.” Xiao also gave instructions to Kazuha.
“I know you’re crying and I can see that.” Venti said, his hand touched the crystal-clear glass, looking up at Kazuha who was sticking his head out on the surface. “I know it’s terrifying for you, but you need to do this—we need to do this. Let’s do this for our fans. We don’t want to make them disappointed, no?”
Venti bluish-jade eyes locked with Kazuha’s vermilion eyes. “We will show them our best performance, but first, we need to make sure everything is ready, including how you will perform on stage. You should be able to overcome your fear, Kazuha. You want to amaze your fans, don't you?”
Kazuha nodded.
His eager nods made Venti smile. “Great! Now before you can do that, this is one of the ways you have to go through to get better. Where is Kazuha—our main dancer who is so confident on stage that he can make his fans cheer and shout loudly?”
Kazuha was indeed touched by Venti's words, but he still wasn't sure if he could do it. He desperately wants to please his fans, but is there anything that can calm his pounding heart right now?
Realizing this, Aether immediately looked up at Venti. No matter how comforting those words are in Kazuha’s ears, they would all be in vain because Kazuha's brain was already filled with his dark past. There was no place for all those touching words in the youngest's brain.
“Shall I go in?” Aether looked up and asked his leader. “I mean, can I go in to help Kazuha? I don’t think it’s a good idea to let him dive alone.” Xiao, Venti, and even Kazuha looked at Aether. “I think I can dive in and help him. After that, I will have my turn.”
After a moment of consideration and with the manager's permission, Venti nodded. Aether immediately smiled and handed the camera to Xiao, leaving the task of taking pictures to him.
The center of 4NEMO changed into a shooting outfit. He sat himself on the edge of the aquarium and dipped his feet, adjusting himself to the temperature of the water. “Kazuha, is it too difficult for you?” Aether asked.
Kazuha's vermillion eyes were still teary as he explained how he felt to Aether. "I feel like I'm out of breath," he said.
Aether nodded, understanding Kazuha's condition. “Let's do it with me together, I'll help you. You'll be fine."
“Okay,” Kazuha whispered.
"Aether, dive in." Venti gave his instructions to Aether.
Calmly, Aether dipped his entire body into the aquarium. For Kazuha who feels difficult, Aether is giving him a hand.
“Anyway, you both should try some poses that go well with our theme.” Xiao reminded as he adjusted the camera he was holding.
"The real 'windless' indeed." Kazuha joked, making Aether and Venti laugh. Meanwhile, Xiao just smiled and shook his head. The other three 4NEMO members finally felt a little relieved when they found out that Kazuha had started to relax and calm himself down.
“Let’s do it after deciding for our pose.” Aether led the vibe and comforted Kazuha. “Let’s just do Xiao and Venti’s pose earlier but with our style. You'll be lying down as if you're sinking, but you’re above me. So it’ll be like I was trying to save you from the bottom.”
“So it’s the reverse version of Venti and Xiao’s pose?”
Aether nodded. “That’s right. Let’s do that!”
Even if he's scared, Kazuha is doing his best for the better stage. Kazuha and Aether started posing.
“Oh, oh, oh! That was good!” Venti pointed at the both of his member. Xiao clicked the camera to take the picture. “That’s great! We’re proud of you, Kazuha. You did well.”
Kazuha who was still trying to adjust his breathing nodded. "Thank you," he whispered. Kazuha didn't forget to thank Aether. "Aether, you too. Thank you."
Aether could only nodded. “You’re welcome,” he smiled softly. “Now, you need to go out of the aquarium. It’s my turn now.”
Kazuha managed to overcome his fear. Now he is sure, his performance at Teyvat Music Awards will be the best.
See you at the next works! Wishing you a nice day/night!
Hello! Can I request an MC who is quiet most of the time and sings songs to herself when no one is looking? Ikevamp Comte Leonardo and Shakespeare?
Melodies Behind the Blinds
----- Melodies Behind the Blinds
|| Ikemen Vampire (Comte, Leonardo, Shakespeare) x F! Reader (MC)
Summary : Maybe only heaven knows how the angels sing. But when they heard the voice of an angel they loved singing behind the curtain, they couldn't help but fall in love even more.
WC : 772 Words (Comte), 683 Words (Leonardo), and 802 Words (Shakespeare).
Warning : Grammar errors, mischaracterization, etc.
A/N : Please ignore how I put Taylor Swift songs and various disney songs in this story. By the way, I found my old post with the same theme as the request. So I decided to add a bit of short fiction after the headcanons, I hope you don't mind. I also want to apologize since I haven’t finish both Comte and Shakespeare route so I’m afraid I would ruin the characterization of the suitors. Also, My shakespearean is suck, I really am sorry. Thank you for waiting and please do enjoy what I write below.
Comte de St. Germain
Comte knows best that you’re not the type of person who talk a lot.
He can't force you to talk and he can't shock you either because you'll have a heart attack and have more trouble of speaking.
He even talks about this to the other resident of the mansion and forbids them to surprise you or force you to say something you don't want.
On the other hand, however, Comte was very grateful that you would at least open up to him. If you talk to him, he will listen carefully with a warm, gentle smile on his face.
That day, the mansion was very quiet somehow. You didn't even hear Dazai and Arthur making a fuss at Isaac.
But one thing you know, Comte was attending one of the tea gathering that other noble vampires are holding. He won't be back any time soon.
At least, that's what you think.
Since Sebastian was taking care of Blanc and Rouge supplies in the town, the kitchen was completely yours.
You made the kitchen your hidden stage, remembering that you were alone.
If you look at the clock, it's still far from dinner time. So there is no harm to sing a bit, isn’t it?
You were singing with a sweet smile, circling the kitchen from the stove to the counter. You danced around like in a fairytale movie.
Without you knowing it, your singing was heard all the way to the dining room.
As if captivated by the sweet sound of sirens, Comte tilted his head, curious at the source of the voice he had heard.
"Oh dear, she often sings secretly like this?"
After you finish the song, the Comte gives you a round of applause, leaving you blushing in embarrassment and surprise. You have to be careful next time.
You hummed softly to yourself as you cleaned the kitchen you previously used to cook lunch. Every now and then you release your voice and sing a few lines of lyrics from a couple of songs.
You stopped singing when you're done wiping the counter and see your reflection on the marble surface. You chuckled to yourself before you finally humming again and doing your other chores.
Meanwhile, Comte stepped from the foyer into the dining room. He knew Sebastian was in town, so he looked for other creatures in the mansion to at least welcome him back.
Comte did return a bit early as the health of the host that hosting the gathering was not good. He didn't really mind that. In fact, he's glad he could at least get back to you soon.
As soon as he opened the dining room door, Comte immediately heard a very beautiful singing voice. Of course, he immediately recognized the voice. It's your voice. She’s hiding this beautiful singing voice from me? he thought.
He thought, perhaps because you were alone, you were more freer to express yourself and sing with your hidden yet beautiful voice. "Oh dear, she often sings secretly like this?"
Comte walked slowly to the kitchen, not letting a single footstep be heard. He peeked a little to see you, found you sweeping the kitchen floor while humming to yourself.
“I’ve been dreaming of a true love’s kiss, and a prince I’m hoping comes with this~”
Hearing the lyrics of the song you sing, Comte tried hard to contain his chuckles. For a moment, he lets you continue your private concert, knowing you haven't noticed his existence.
“So to spend a life of endless bliss, just find who you love through true love’s kiss~”
Seeing your pretty smile after you finished the song, Comte couldn’t help but remain silent. He came out and stood in the kitchen doorway.
You jumped when you suddenly hear someone’s applause. You automatically turned around to see who it was. It could be dangerous if it was Arthur or Dazai.
"Comte?!" Your eyes widen and heat begins to rise to your cheeks. But at least you're grateful it's Comte. "I-I thought you were at the Comtesse de La Motte's mansion with the other noble vampires?"
[ Learning While Simping With Me :
I’m searching some history figures to match this story and I think Comtesse de La Motte was the most suitable figure to be a noble pure blood vampire. And she’s an adventurer like rl Comte de St. Germain. ]
“Ma cherie, I have no idea you have such an enchanting voice.” Instead of answering your question, he makes the blush on your cheeks worse.
"I-I didn't mean to hide it from you," you muttered shyly.
Comte simply nodded, knowing that it was the truth. "By the way, do you still want to get your true love's kiss?"
You jolted once again and looked up to meet his majestic golden eyes. "Comte!" you whined, didn't think he would continue to tease you after knowing your beautiful singing voice.
Leonardo da Vinci
Everyone in the mansion knows you don't really talk much.
Every time you speak, your words sound soft and gentle.
I mean, who wants to talk about something unnecessary? Save your energy, dearest!
Even so, Leonardo is the one who hears your voice more often than the others. Even your nagging voice that almost no other vampire in the mansion could hears.
"Cara mia, I'll be back at 5 for dinner, The instrument shop owner in town needs my help."
Well, he's the Jack of All Trades after all. There wasn't a person in town who didn't know Leonardo. That's the greatness of your lover.
After giving you a bye-bye kiss, Leonardo immediately went out to the town. As for yourself, you took a deep breath with the cleaning utensil in your hand.
For what? Of course, to clean your lover's room which is always messy, no matter how many times you tidy it up.
One thing that even Leonardo didn't know was your beautiful singing voice.
Soft, gentle and sweet.
You'll always be singing to yourself every time you're alone and doing long works that will bore you.
Songs from the 21st century? Songs from the 19th century where you live now? Or just the tunes of the song you often hear from Mozart's room? You name it! You're like having your own concert when you're alone.
And when Leonardo accidentally heard your singing voice he immediately fell silent as if enchanted by your voice.
Leonardo will not interrupt your song. He will continue to wait for you, listening to you until you aware of his existence.
A smile on his face, Leonardo can't wait to see you again and hug you after half a day apart. His steps down the hall of the mansion felt light. Of course, nothing can make you happier than being with the person you love after a tiring day.
“When it’s my turn? Wouldn’t I love, love to explore that shore up above~”
Just as he was about to push the door to his room, which was not completely closed, Leonardo immediately halted when he heard the voice of a woman who was none other than you singing beautifully.
Wanting to confirm that it was your voice, Leonardo opened the door slowly. There, he sees you singing the song with his books in hand and tidying them up on the shelves.
Leonardo knows you don't talk much because you're shy and stuff. But when he heard the soft golden voice coming out of your more often locked lips, there was a certain euphoria in his heart. He knows you only sing to yourself because your singing voice is low but very sweet to his ears.
You paused for a moment when you reached the climax of the song you were singing. You lowered your voice which even Leonardo could barely hear. “Out of the sea. Wish I could be part of that world…”
You finished arranging the last book in your hands as you finished singing, smiling faintly and sweetly to yourself. You turned around, intending to go out and help Sebastian prepare dinner. You're sure Leonardo will be back soon to—
“Goodness!” You jumped in surprise when you see the figure of your lover already standing in the doorway, smiling at you. "Leo?!"
Realizing the possible reason Leonardo was there, you blushed furiously. “S-since when were you there?!”
"Who knows? It's not that important, yes?" Leonardo chuckled in his seductive voice. "Won't you give me a welcome kiss?"
You walked up to him with your burning cheeks. “I-if you heard something earlier… uh, forget what you just heard, okay?” you plead.
"My, why? I was so surprised when I heard you sing alone. Do you do it often? I thought an angel came down from heaven in my room. Apparently the angel is my compagna."
Feeling your face about to explode from the heat, you immediately buried yourself on his chest. You thought it would cool your cheeks, but it didn't because the sweet smell of cigarillos clinging to him made you blush even more.
William Shakespeare
If Shakespeare wanted to, he could get anything from you.
If you're willing to give it, you'll give it. But if you don't want to, then Shakespeare has two options.
He can let you be and choose to give in. Or he can force you in various ways. That's one of the reasons why he's called a yandere, isn't he?
Including your voice when you're singing so beautifully. All the tragedies that were in his mind seemed to be erased for a while. Because there is only heaven that he saw when he heard your voice.
Like an addiction, this is one of the reasons that triggers Shakespeare's heart to be able to hear your voice again.
Shakespeare may brag of it to his acquaintances proudly or he may make your voice for yourself and for himself.
For the second option, if Shakespeare doesn't let other people hear your beautiful voice, then he will use your shyness as an excuse.
That day, the household had a visitor. But since you have no very important business with the guest, you choose to return to your lover’s room after preparing tea for the two.
To kill some times, you pulled one of the play scripts that Shakespeare wrote in his human life from the shelf.
You pulled a script with the title "Romeo and Juliet". There is nothing happier than being able to read the original script of the most legendary story, right? You sat yourself on the bed and enjoy your time reading the script.
Before you know it, you started to sing a song you've known from your time. You deliberately lowered your voice so that it wouldn't be heard by those in the living room and disturbed them.
Even so, Shakespeare can still hear your faint voice. After he escort his guest to the door, your lover immediately came to find you who was peacefully reading in his room.
Just like Comte and Leonardo, Shakespeare will let you finish what you sing and let you notice his existence yourself.
You only realized Shakespeare was there when Puck jumped into your lap.
"Let the seven heavens beest the witness, how can a story full of tragedy like yond beest did maketh into a very quite quaint tunes as if it have a joyous ending?"
Hang in there, your cheeks will be really blushing afterwards.
"It's an honor to beest able to talk over tea, gentleman. I wilt ponder the giveth thee hath't did tender me," Shakespeare said with his knowing smile.
After his guest disappeared behind the gate, Shakespeare immediately closed the door of his residence. He was silent for a moment, trying to hear the very, very small and hard to hear tunes. " I bethink, the curtain yond hath been did close for a long time is opening again but with a quite quaint ending."
In the playwright's room, you're still enjoying your reading session of the script you found on the shelf. Even in various versions of Romeo and Juliet, you always like the ball dance part where the two main characters meet. It triggers your memory of a song from your time.
“Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. This a love story, baby, just say, “Yes”.” You sing in a very low and gentle voice. There's no way you jump around and sing the song. You can't even imagine it.
"Oh? Puck, what's wrong?" you asked when a rabbit suddenly jumped into your lap, where you put the script of the play you were reading.
After getting your attention, Puck jumped back to the floor. Your eyes followed his movements until he rubbed his body with his owner's feet.
In shock, you raised your eyes, realizing that Shakespeare was already smiling warmly at you. "Will?! S-since when—?”
"Let the seven heavens beest the witness, how can a story full of tragedy like yond beest did maketh into a very quite quaint tunes as if it have a joyous ending?"
Noticing your still surprised figure and your blushing cheeks, Shakespeare chuckled. “Ah, i'm mine most humble apology for surprising this lovely nymph. I didn't expect thee to sing so beautifully like yond. Do you always hide your lovely voice behind the blinds, dearest?” Shakespeare asked you.
“I-I just remembered a song from my time, so I sang it,” you reply, whether it's a truth or a lie. “I'm sorry if it bothers you.”
Shakespeare nodded. He walked over and sat beside you. His cold hand caressed your cheek warmly. “Don’t be, darling. Thither is nay sweeter tragedy when it is sung by thee. Even a tragedy can be heaven for me.”
Like I said, hang in there. The day after, he will continue to tease you.
Hello! Can I request an MC who is an anime lover, has social anxiety, and they don't take care of themself, Ikevamp Arthur, Isaac, and Napoleon? Pls feel free to ignore
Lady Shut In
----- Lady Shut In
|| Ikemen Vampire (Arthur, Isaac, Napoleon) x F! Reader (MC)
Summary : Who would have thought a hobby could hurt you? Of course, it can! When you are immersed in your own world, you will forget everything around you. Luckily, you have a reminder that will pull you out of that world, even if only for a moment.
WC : 778 Words (Arthur), 724 Words (Isaac), and 746 Words (Napoleon).
Warning : Grammar errors, Modern! AU, After Reincarnation! AU, Our Love Written in the Stars Event Story spoilers, mention of anxiety, and others.
A/N : I deeply apologize it took so long to upload this. Since I'm a journalist, my work gets a little rough at the end of the year and holidays. Besides, the final-test left me speechless. So once again I'm sorry. Hope you enjoy! Also, happy new year!
Arthur Conan Doyle
Hear me out. Arthur loves you very much. He also loves everything about you.
Including you as an anime lover with passion.
He's just really glad you have something that can make you happier.
Arthur himself often watches anime with you.
In fact, he often looks for inspiration for his novels through the animes you watch. In addition, he gets to spend more time with you.
(If it were me, I'd take Arthur to watch MTP. Not me who always imagines Arthur and Adam (IkeVamp) as Sherlock and William every time I watch MTP)
However, Arthur will be seriously worried when he realizes your health is slowly declining because you watched anime all day.
If it weren't for Arthur, you might have just skipped your meals.
He repeatedly asks you out, at least so you can eat properly.
Arthur doesn't care if he has to spend more money just for your breakfast, lunch and dinner.
He's still a famous writer under his new name. You musn’t doubt the royalties he has from each print of his work.
Unfortunately, Arthur also knows you will get anxious around too many people.
He never wants to make you suffer and hurt.
Therefore, Arthur prefers to eat at home while watching the continuation episodes of your favorite anime series.
He often invite you to cook together with the persuasion that you and he will cook recipes from your favorite anime.
"I'm home!" Arthur fell silent for a moment when he didn't hear your answer. It wasn’t a surprise for him.
According to his deduction, the biggest possibility is that you're in your room, continuing the anime series you're watching. Arthur still remembers how excited you were in the morning, telling Arthur about the new anime series you found.
Before coming to you in your shared bedroom, Arthur went into the kitchen to get a bottle of rouge from the fridge and finished it in one gulp. He also took some snacks from the counter for you.
"Dove?" Arthur opened the bedroom door, finding you lying on your stomach like burritos with your laptop illuminating your face. You seem very focused on your laptop screen.
Arthur sighed. It's been almost a week since he noticed the changes from you. The main factor is due to your carelessness in maintaining your meal time. You'll miss your meals because you're too busy watching. Arthur couldn't help but sigh in concern.
Feeling someone sitting on the bed, you raised your eyes, didn’t forget to press the pause button. "Arthur, you're home?" you asked.
Arthur couldn't help but smile. "Since about ten minutes ago."
Your eyes widened, can't believe you were too busy watching anime and forgot to welcome Arthur. “Arthur, I really am sorry. I didn't mean to ignore you." you panicked. You immediately got up from your position and sat down in front of him.
Arthur just chuckled. "That's okay, Dove." You kissed Arthur on the cheek as a greeting and apology. "More importantly, you've lost about four pounds this week."
You were silent, not believing what your lover had just said. "I... didn't notice."
Of course, how could you possibly forget it? Your lover is the famous Arthur Conan Doyle, a great mystery detective writer. He’s the one who wrote how the Holmes Brothers guessed Dr. Watson’s weight correctly. Of course he can easily guess your weight quite accurately in one glance.
"That's because you're too immersed in your world," Arthur said, slightly pinching your nose. “What if you fall ill, my love?”
You noticed the worry in his eyes. It makes your heart ache, seeing him so uneasy. "I'm sorry," you whispered softly.
"I really don't mind taking care of you, but when I'm not with you, I want you to be able to take care of yourself." Arthur cupped your cheek and kissed it. "Please, don't be sick. I love you too much that I can't bear to see you in pain."
Hearing his pleading tone, you feel even more guilty. "I'll try to take care of myself."
Arthur smiled sweetly and nodded. “Now, I won't let you miss your dinner. Should we visit the restaurant down the road for dinner?”
Hearing the suggestion, you immediately pulled your blanket and hid. "Dove?" Arthur seems confused.
You popped your head out. “Eum, Arthur, can we just have dinner at home?”
Realizing the reason why you rejected the idea, Arthur chuckled sweetly. "I apologize, Dove," he said. “Okay, so what are we going to have for dinner? How about the Apple Risotto from the anime we watched a few days ago?”
Hearing that, you immediately sar up, eyes sparkled in excitement. You nodded enthusiastically.
Isaac Newton
Again. Hear me out! You and Isaac are both shut-ins.
You both prefer quiet places than crowded ones.
The difference is, Isaac likes quiet places because he wants peace for his research and various papers, whereas you like quiet places so you can watch your favorite anime without being disturbed.
Because of these two things, both of you are having a hard time taking care of yourselves. Really!
Luckily, this makes you and Isaac care a little more about yourselves because Isaac will take care of you and you will take care of Isaac.
An astronomer liek Isaac doesn't always have to work from the office, but Isaac needs so many researches that ends up making him very busy.
But you don't need to worry, you still often remind each other to take care of yourself, even if it's not so strict and sometimes you forget what your lover just said.
Then there are times when you are in separate rooms and too focused on your own activities, Isaac sometimes feels lonely and missing you.
When Isaac couldn't focus on his work and started making mistakes, Isaac knew he was getting tired.
Or rather his whole mind is already filled with you. He misses you.
In fact, you both just be separated by a wall.
Isaac would have taken the initiative to come to you, knowing you wouldn't hear if he just calls you.
Isaac will hug you who are watching your current anime series and be silent for a while, sometimes he will even watch the anime with you without speaking a word.
You will take your eyes off the screen only when Isaac got up and let go of you. You will ask, "Where?"
Isaac will invite you to eat. Moreover, Isaac's eating schedule was very strict, considering that his life as a vampire was a little different from the others.
That's when you realized your stomach was growling and a little hurt from hunger.
You decide to stop for a moment and enjoy dinner with Isaac.
My advice, please take good care of yourselves. You two are a little hard to take care of yourselves.
Isaac sighed harshly. He repeatedly calculated a problem using various formulas—including his own formula and other researchers’—none of them yielded an accurate answer. Isaac looked very frustrated.
Isaac glanced at the time bar in the corner of his laptop. He realized it was time for dinner. But as he looked down at his coffee table, he also realized that he had only brought rouge for his lunch before. Once again, Isaac sighed, too lazy to get up from his seat.
Luckily, Isaac wanted to meet you. Isaac got up and walked to your shared room.
Isaac entered your room—and his—without making a sound. Even so, you took your eyes off the screen for a moment when you noticed his presence. But you won't say anything. You'll just automatically shift, making a space for Isaac. In the end, he will forget his original purpose.
After an episode had passed, Isaac let go of you and got up. You panicked a bit about that. "What is it?" you asked while pressing the pause button.
"It's past dinner time. Aren't you going to eat?" Isaac asked you back.
You widened your eyes. “Gosh, Isaac! Why didn't you say anything?! What if you starve yourself and get out of control like two centuries ago?!” You're bombarding Isaac with your questions.
"C-calm down, [Y/N]." Isaac tried to calm you down and answer your questions one by one. Even though what you mentioned in the question really happened, Isaac still felt a little strange hearing that.
The last question you ask will sound utterly absurd to the ears of those who don’t understand it. It even happened before your death.
At the same time, your stomach rumbles loudly, protesting the emptiness in it. Your face immediately went red and Isaac tried not to laugh at you. "So, dinner?" you asked shyly. Isaac nodded, still trying to hold back his laughs.
You spent some times having dinner with Isaac. After that, you and Isaac will relax a bit. Isaac will share his problems while doing research and ask for your advice a bit. The rest, he will accompany you to watch the anime series that you were watching before.
Napoleon Bonaparte
Since he came to the city where you were reincarnated and became a teacher in that city, our dearest Napoleone has only had one arrangement of activities.
Sleeping – eating – teaching – spending times with you – repeat.
While your activities are different from his. Watching anime – watching anime – spending time with Napoleon (basically still watches anime) – repeat.
You can see where the difference is. You are not eating and sleeping properly!
Despite being a teacher, Napoleon's habit of getting up late is something that still exists. You have to wake him up so he doesn't oversleep (and still has the habit of kissing people after being woken up).
And the reason why you’re the one who wake him up is… because you basically don't sleep! You stayed up all night finishing the anime series you were watching!
Napoleon sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night to find your eyes still glued to your laptop/phone screen.
Napoleon must shut down your laptop and force you to sleep or you will get sick.
Two centuries ago he had lost you to an uncured illness, now he doesn't want to lose you too because of the same thing. Therefore, taking care of you and your health is one of his duties.
If you protest at him, Napoleon will hug you tighter, making sure you don't run away until you give in and decide to quit. You need some sleep, truly!
You're lucky because Napoleon is a great chef. Living two hundred years as a half-blood vampire made him have to adapt. And he adapts very well, just as well and delicious as his cooks.
If you miss your meal, he will remind you. Even when he's teaching, he'll keep in touch with you so you don't forget to eat.
Or if you forget it on purpose, he will take the initiative to cook something for you to eat. Anything, as long as there is food that can fills your tummy.
Napoleon loves you so much that he can’t bear to see you fall ill.
Knowing how you are, Napoleon sometimes threatens you to take you to the school where he teachs and introduces you to lots of people if you don't want to eat or look after yourself in his absence.
But don't worry, Napoleon didn't really mean it that way. He loves you very much. How could he pull the trigger of your anxiety?
Napoleon grumbled as he felt something move from his embrace. He slowly opened his eyes to find you in his arms with the phone and earphones on. The former Emperor of France glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. 2:15 AM.
“Nunuche, why aren't you sleeping? It's past two o'clock." Napoleon asked her in the mixing of sleepy and nagging tones.
“One more episode,” you answered flatly, eyes still on the screen.
"You said the same thing when I was going to bed."
"Wait, Napoleon! I swear this really is the last!
Napoleon can do nothing but force you to stop watching. He immediately grabbed your phone and turned it off, making you raised your voice slightly and protested.
You tried to get your phone back, but to no avail. Napoleon immediately put your phone away and locked you in his arms. “God, what happened to the couple at the end?” you asked in a disappointed tone. "I'm almost at the kissing scene, Napoleon!"
Chuu! "Ah!" You were a little surprised when Napoleon suddenly kissed you and closed his eyes again like it was nothing. Too embarrassed and your face was already red, you immediately buried your face in his chest.
"You can continue at breakfast this morning," Napoleon muttered, his eyes still closed. "What will happen if you get sick from the lack of sleeping?"
You know Napoleon was very worried. Guilt started to hit your heart. "Sorry," you whispered.
"Hmm, I forgive you. Now go to sleep or I will take you to meet my students.” Like a threat, you immediately pulled the blanket and drowned yourself in it.
Silence for a moment, you peeked a little from under the blanket. “The season 2 of the anime series that I watched two weeks ago has been released. You must pay the compensation tonight and watch with me, Napoleon,” you said.
You don't know if Napoleon hears you or not, but when Napoleon hugs you closer, you know Napoleon approves of your idea. You slept very well that night in his arms.
----- Fleeting Moment in Crimson
|| Gilbert von Obsidian x F! Reader
Summary : The scent of red flowers carried by the spring breeze. Behind the boundless horizon, the enemy is hiding and waiting to take the prince down. But in this fleeting moment, you want him to be able to close his eyes peacefully, forgetting all the problems this world has imposed on him, dreaming of many beautiful things.
A/N : Let's have a marathon. Since I have too much work to do this week, I'll go with two or three prompts, if I have a little more time and hurry. But here, enjoy my writing for the @atelier-maroron ‘s event
THE sun had already risen quite high, but the midnight had not yet come completely. The spring breeze picked up, blowing away a refreshing scent. The clear dome of sky stretched to the horizon. The rustle of the leaves and grass becomes its own music in your ears. In your hands, a new edition of a romance novel opens in the middle of the book. Some sweets and dessert were already neatly arranged in front of you. How calming, you think.
You sat on a picnic cloth while looking up at the sky, feeling the wind blow against your face. This should be a picnic date for you and the 1st Prince of Obsidianate, but you didn’t care about that anymore. Because basically, you just want Gilbert to take a break from his merciless royal duties. After all, the weather was so great for a date or just lazing around. The atmosphere is very nice.
Being able to get Gilbert out of the Obsidianate Royal Palace to get some fresh air made you so happy and relieved, and now you felt like the whole world was on your side.
Beside you, Gilbert was fast asleep. His jacket suit and robes were neatly folded and became his soft pillow, leaving the dark gray shirt he was wearing. A gentle gust of wind swayed slightly your hair.
Enjoying nice weather to relax like this isn't bad. The silence makes you comfortable. You don't even know when you can experience something like this again.
With his guard half on, at least Gilbert could relax for a bit. His chest rose and fell steadily. Gilbert actually lay down and slept soundly, lowering his guard a little. In an open plain, where the enemy can immediately attack the both of you if they see how empty his guard is.
Do you have to think about such a thing at a fleeting moment like this? You don’t think so. You better think about when the last time Gilbert could sleep this peacefully. He looks so tired lately though, you thought to yourself.
You lift your dessert fork and take a bite of the strawberry lemon sponge cake in front of you. You nibbled on your fork, brushing off any remaining sweetness on it. Your beautiful eyes gaze upon Gilbert's serene face. The beauty that this man hold is no joke, you admit it.
The wind was suddenly picking up, blowing your hair and turning a few pages of the novel you were reading. Too lazy to find the page where you stopped reading, you sighed and closed the book. You put your fork down in its place.
The wind that previously blew carried the sweet scent of the short-stemmed flowers that spread all around you. Your hand automatically tried to reach one of the flowers and pick it.
The petals were so red yet so beautiful, just like the ruby-colored eyes of your sleeping lover. Your mischievous side took over you, making you dare to tuck the red flower to his hair.
You were quite surprised after you pulled your hand back. Gilbert is a light sleeper. He could feel the slightest movement around him while he was asleep. You became even more frightened when you realized Gilbert had actually lowered his guard around you. What would happen if someone really intended to attack him?
However, all those worries faded away as Gilbert opened his eyes slowly, revealing his beautiful jewel eye to the world. The 1st Prince of Obsidianate blinked his eyes repeatedly, trying to adjust the light and collect his consciousness.
"You're awake," you stated softly, making the prince turn to look at you. "Did you enjoy your nap?"
Gilbert hummed as he rubbed his eyes. He didn't even notice the flower that was sitting in his hair. The prince simply reached for a fork to take a bite of the dessert and ate it so innocently.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” he asked, taking another bite of the dessert.
Ah, you didn't even notice. “Oh, the flower…” You pointed at the flower stuck on his hair. "I didn't know the petals color would actually match the color of your eyes."
Gilbert glanced from the corner of his eyes, trying to see the flower that adorned his hair. You chuckled sweetly and pulled out your pocket mirror. "You look so pretty!" you stated.
The prince stared at himself in the mirror for a moment, noting the color of the flower and the color of his own eyes. "Well, my love, 'pretty' isn't a word often associated with pure evil like me, so it sounds weird," he chuckled. “Still, it feels so good.”
Gilbert returned your mirror and his eye began to search for the same flower you put on him. When he found it, he plucked the flower slowly, making sure the petals of the flower wasn't damaged with just a gentle touch.
You closed your eyes as Gilbert's hand drew closer, allowing Gilbert to focus more on placing the flower on your hair. But one thing you didn't expect was how Gilbert kissed your forehead afterwards. You opened your eyes in surprise. Gilbert pulled himself back and smiled—a smile that was too gentle for a pure evil like him. "You look so pretty too," he whispered as he kissed your cheek once more.
All the words of protest you wanted to spit out died in your throat. One of Gilbert's hands supported his body. He looked up at the sky, trying to feel the spring breeze, his eyes closed. The prince did not even remove the flower that was still sitting on his hair.
"We should do this more often," he said. "It's been a long time since I've been able to get some peaceful sleep without worrying about anything."
“If a nap like this is the only way for you to take a break, we can do it more often. You should really get enough sleep.” You gave him ideas and suggestions. "You seem to have slept very well earlier. You even seem to be lowering your guard.”
“Well, I really did lower my guard earlier. I felt too comfortable while sleeping beside you.”
Your eyes widened in shock. "Wait, hold up! R-really?! You seriously lowered your guard during your sleep just now?! What if someone tried to stab us earlier?!”
"You would scream?" Gilbert replied casually. He looked at you with a smirk. "Your screams are deafening enough to wake me up."
“Give me a serious answer, Gilbert von Obsidian!”
Ah, you can only hope that Gilbert will bring some of his soldiers on the next picnic just in case.
See you at the next works. Have a great day/night!
----- Catch a Cold
|| Chevalier Michel x F! Reader (MC)
Summary : After becoming a queen, you must continue to work hard in order to be a good queen for not only your people of Rhodolite, but also for Chevalier. You can't risk your unbalanced position, so you continued to struggle to maintain your position by Chevalier's side to the point where you got sick.
WC : 1188 Words.
Warning : Grammar errors, etc.
OC Mentioned : Baroness Flandre or Lady Flandre (as Lord Flandre’s Wife), Viscountess Randolph (as Luke’s Wife), Lady Klein (as Licht’s Wife).
A/N : I actually want to write something with Chevalier again after this, but THAT WOULD BE NO FAIR! So, I decided to write with Keith Howell first (SINCE I’M A HUGE SIMP FOR HIM) then, back to Chevalier.
YOU massaged your temples because of the headache that had been attacking you since morning. On your desk, there are many documents and files for you to work on. You should be able to finish at least half of it. But somehow, you're a little slower in doing your royal duties than usual.
"Should I make you a cup of tea, Your Majesty?" Lady Flandre asked, aware of your condition.
"Yes, please. Can you add some lemon juice? I think I should rest a bit before listening to my people's requests,” you smiled weakly.
As usual, every month since Chevalier became king, the people of Rhodolite will present petitions to their rulers. You and Chevalier will listen to the input and requests your people make. But this month, you're not sure if you can make it through.
After finishing your tea, Chevalier asked you to immediately join him in the throne room. At your request, Lady Flandre asked your other two lady-in-waitings—Lady Klein and Viscountess Randolph—to prepare a simple dress for you to wear and apply a simple makeup to cover your pale face.
Lady Flandre repeatedly offered you to skip the event, but you refused on the grounds that you must listen to what your people want. You're not going to step down as a queen just because you're sick and not feeling well.
As soon as you entered the throne room, Chevalier was already seated on his throne. You immediately joined him and sat on your throne. "You're a bit late," Chevalier leaned closer to you and whispered.
You could only smile faintly. "My apologies."
The event started. You and Chevalier listened carefully to the various inputs and requests from various representatives of your people.
You tried to keep focused and give proper answer for your people. However, you don't know how long you will last. You leaned down a little on your throne’s armrest and massaged your temples, hoping it would ease the pain a little. However, it seems that is not enough.
“What do you think about this matter, Queen [Y/N]?”
You flinched and sat back up straight. You smiled politely and warmly. “I think that's a good idea. As long as it hasn't rained and water for irrigation is still a little difficult to flow, I think we can reduce the monthly taxes for those farmers. But when it rains, we will return the tax to its original nominal. How about that, King Chevalier?”
Chevalier was silent for a moment as he looked at you. "That's fine with me," he replied. You smiled and nodded.
The old farmer who knelt before you and Chevalier smiled happily. “Thank you very much, Your Majesty.” With that, the farmer left the throne room.
You didn't know it, but Chevalier realized something was wrong with you. He knew you're not feeling too well. He was starting to wonder if you worked too hard that you got sick.
Chevalier leaned to the side and whispered, "Are you feeling unwell?"
You looked up at him. However, you could only smiled sweetly. Chevalier is one of the few people who can see through your lies, so it's useless for you to lie to him because he would find out about it right away. You touched your lips with your index finger, telling him not to say a thing about your condition.
The next person who wanted to submit his petition was a merchant from Benitoite. You saw the things he brought with him. Some of those are books from across the continent. “I heard His Majesty and Her Majesty really like books in foreign language. I brought some books that I got from the neighbor continent, I hope this can be a token as my gratitude to you for accepting my petition.”
Even though you are not feeling well, you still have the instinct to be able to see interesting books. Ignoring your condition, you stood up from your throne, intending to take a look at the books.
"Ack!" unfortunately, the pain hits your head right away and your knees give up on supporting you. The pain clouding your vision. You staggered and your body could slam onto the floor for any second.
“Your Majesty!”
Of course, the people in the room panicked and were shocked. But Chevalier immediately wrapped his arm around your waist calmly, holding you before you really hit the floor. He immediately corrected your position in his arms and leaned you against his chest.
“I expected this much. You're pushing yourself too hard,” Chevalier muttered in a disappointed but not surprised tone.
“I’m sorry,” your whispered, panting in his arms.
“Save your apologies for later. We need to go back to your room,” Chevalier suggested. You nodded weakly, not having enough energy to refuse or argue. Chevalier's one hand reached under your knees, lifting you up in a bridal style. “Flandre, give this merchant a room to stay until we continue this event! And Lady Flandre, bring the royal physician to the queen's chambers."
"Yes, Your Majesty." the husband and wife immediately carried out the tasks that Chevalier gave them.
“Four-eyes, we’re to end this event for the time being. Set a new schedule for this next event!” Chevalier continued, giving orders to his minister.
“As your wish, Your Majesty.”
No one can complain about that. For them, your health as their queen is a top priority.
The moon has risen when you open your heavy eyes from the fever.
“You’re awake?”
You turned your head to the source of the voice. On the edge of your bed, Chevalier was sitting with a book in his hand. He closed the book and looked at you. His celestine eyes seemed to glow in the dark. “King… Chevalier?”
"Are you still feeling sick?" he asked you. He touched your forehead to check your temperature, but you flinched by the sudden contact. Chevalier noticed it. “Does my hand feel too cold?”
You smiled faintly and shook your head. You leaned to his touch. “No, it feels nice.”
Your body temperature is still high. The touch of Chevalier's cold hands does feel good on your skin. “Go back to sleep. The fever hasn't gone down yet." he ordered softly.
You were silent for a moment, trying to fall back asleep. But the sky is awake to you, so can't go back to sleep.
“I told you not to push yourself too hard, yet here you are. I will not tolerate this for the second time!” right, Chevalier scolds you.
“Yes, Your Majesty,” you whispered, giggling to his cold yet warm attidute.
“Now tell me why a simpleton like you would overworking herself to death?”
Without hesitation, you looked at his ice-blue eyes and smiled. “Because I am your queen, King Chevalier. This title is everything to me so I can always stand proud by your side,” you explained in a weak voice.
Chevalier looks surprised. However, a sly smirk painted on his lips, not expecting what you just said. “Simpleton,” he sneered, contradicting what he was doing. He kissed your forehead, sending you back to the dream world.
Epiphyllum and A Mother’s Wishes - Marius von Hagen
----- Epiphyllum and A Mother’s Wishes
|| Marius von Hagen x F! Reader
Summary : The warmth of a mother is something unfamiliar for the Young CEO of PAX Group. But there is a flower that blooms beautifully which is the only intermediary to connect the son and the mother. In his name, there is a sweet wish from his mother for him.
WC : 1912 Words.
Warning : Grammar errors, angst with comfort, spoilers about von Hagen Family, Marius von Hagen : “Twilight Beauty” spoilers, Isabella’s Lullaby reference, etc.
A/N : I should have posted this before Vyn's post yesterday. By the way, was I the only one who thought that Giann would be more hotter than Marius? I mean, LOOK AT HIS SILLUETTE ON THE WILL OF TREES AND HOW GENTLE HIS VOICE IS!
NO matter what it is, it was a very absurd and strange feeling for Marius von Hagen. The warmth of a mother, they say. Something the young CEO never felt. But a mother's heart will never be far from her children.
You entered the PAX Group building. Their young CEO called you last night and asked you to come in the morning. Marius intends to ask you for help regarding the disputed land that he will use for the latest project of PAX Real Estate.
"Good morning, Ms. [Y/N]. Mr. von Hagen is waiting for you in his office,” said a front receptionist who immediately led you to Marius.
However, just as you turned around, your eyes saw a middle-aged man walking towards you. Even though his amethys eyes started to fade its color, warmth still radiated from his eyes and faint smile.
"Chairman von Hagen," you bowed, greeting the man as politely as possible.
"It's good to see you here, [Y/N]. I didn't expect my son to call you this early just for a date. Does he need your assist as a lawyer?” asked the man who was none other than Austin von Hagen, father of Marius von Hagen and your future father-in-law.
Hearing the word 'date' your cheeks immediately heat up. You tried not to get carried away by the atmosphere and ignore it. “Work hours have just begun, Chairman von Hagen. Even though he's a bit childish, Marius can't possibly ask me out during the work hours."
The retired CEO couldn't help but laugh softly. “Young people who are in love. You both remind me of myself and Marius' mother when we were young."
You don't know what to say. But on the other hand, you are very happy Chairman Austin approves your relationship with his son. Haven't answered Chairman Austin’s question, you immediately cleared your throat and answered. “And regarding the previous question, you are right. Marius asked for my assistance with the disputed land issue that he will use for the new real estate.”
The chairman just nodded. "I see. I'm sure this is a project that my eldest son had left. Marius did discuss this with me a couple days ago.”
Knowing that the topic of Giann von Hagen was very sensitive, you immediately shut your mouth, not intending to continue the conversation and pushed Chairman Austin instead.
"Ah, and [Y/N], because by chance you and I are both here, I have something to give you,” Chairman Austin continued.
“Something, Chairman von Hagen?” You look confused.
Chairman Austin nodded. “If you can, would you please follow me to my office for a moment? It won't be long. My son won't mind waiting a little longer for you, won’t he?" he asked. He looked at the receptionist who originally intended to take you to Marius. “You can go back to your desk. Let me be the once who escort Ms. [Y/N] to my son's office later."
“Then I’ll excuse myself.”
After making sure the receptionist returned to her desk, Chairman Austin invites you into his room to give you something according to the plan.
Arriving at his office, Mr. Austin immediately opened his glass cupboard. You just stood there, a little nervous about what would Chairman Austin gave you.
Chairman Austin took something out of the cupboard. He puts it on the table, making you question yourself even more. A small dark blue box.
Answering your curiosity, Chairman Austin opened the box, revealing something you wouldn't expect. "I've been meaning to give this to you since I found out that you and my son went to see these flowers last weekend," Chairman Austin explained.
“Chairman von Hagen, this is…” you trailed off, having a hard time to say what was in the box.
The pure white petals, the perfume smells when the box is opened, and the warm memories that radiate from inside. As they say, like the real flowers, you can't describe the beauty of the item inside the box. Like an Epiphyllum that will not wither and will bloom forever.
"You're right, this is an Epiphyllum hair ornament belongs to my late wife. I gifted her this hair ornament after she finished her Epiphyllum painting. I'm sure Marius has already told you that." You could see Chairman Austin's pale amethyst eyes glistening with memories.
Chairman Austin looked at the hair ornament with warmth as if replaying his memories with his late wife. “When she was pregnant with Marius, she would walk around in Epiphyllum's garden wearing this hair ornament. She always said that her unborn son would have hair as beautiful as the night sky, eyes as clear as amethyst gems and skin as white as Epiphyllum petals. And all those words really came true. The present Marius was born from all of those wishes.”
Somehow, you want to cry, but you find it rude to be like that. “M-Marius never met his mother. He said that since childhood Marius could only see the portraits of Miss von Hagen's and hear her voice through the recordings of voices she recorded in her lifetime."
Marius' father nodded. He lifted his gaze to you. "Therefore, it would be a pity if this hair ornament was only put on display." He psuhed the box to you. "This is yours now, [Y/N]."
You widened your eyes in surprise and a little panicked. “Chairman von Hagen, how could I possibly accept such a precious thing from you? This is Miss von Hagen's hair ornament. I would feel very guilty about taking something of hers."
Chairman Austin smiled warmly at you. “[Y/N], my daughter,” he called you. Hearing the nickname, your cheeks turned red again. “Seeing how much my son treasures you, sooner or later you too will become the lady of von Hagen House.
And with that, cat got your tongue.
“If you feel bad about wearing this hair ornament, then let's just say that my wife and I left it to you. How about that?" he asked again. “Also, it would be nice if I could see you wearing the hair ornament now and show it to my son.” A father's warm smile painted on his face.
You stared at the Epiphyllum's hair ornament. Your hands tried to reach for it hesitantly before you finally picked it up slowly as if you were afraid of breaking its fragile petals.
After putting on the hair ornament, you turned to the mirror wall in the Chairman of the PAX Group’s office.
Again, you were taken by surprise. Marius always teases you about how beautiful you are, but you can't believe the effect the hair ornament has on you was that huge. Is this really me? you thought.
Mr. Austin nodded with a satisfied smile. "It suits you."
Hearing that, you smiled sweetly. “Thank you so much, Chairman von Hagen. I'll treasure this for the rest of my life!”
∘◦ ✂ ————– ✂ ◦∘
"Marius, sorry I'm late. Vincent said you were waiting for me," you greeted the young CEO.
"Oh, missy. I am willing to wait for you until the end of this world.” And here comes the dramatic Marius. "But really, you're ten minutes late, missy."
“I said I’m sorry!” you protested.
"It doesn’t matter. I'm a kind ... boss." Marius trailed off. He was frozen in place when he lifted his eyes and saw you.
That left you stunned and looking at Marius, confused. "What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?” However, when you noticed his eyes were starting to tear up, you were even more shocked. "Marius, what's wrong with you?" You walked behind his desk, where Marius was sitting.
“Missy, t-that is…” Marius seemed to have a hard time continuing his sentence. His eyes keep observing your face.
"Is something bothering you? Why are your eyes teary like you're about to cry?” If you're being honest, you're freaking out. It's not like Marius at all.
When you were in front of him, Marius immediately hold your waist tightly. He looked deeply at you. His hand cupped your cheek, aware of a gaze that could somehow fill an empty hole in his heart that he thought no one else could fill.
"Marius. What a beautiful name, Austin. He also looks a lot like you.” A woman's voice rang in Marius’s ears. He couldn't possibly remember it. But in the voice he always heard from the tape the woman left behind, Marius kept imagining her saying that, just like what his father and brother had told him.
“Marius, my son. Marius. Like the name your father gave you, be brave, my dear. Don’t be weak or afraid. let the light in your heart lead the way. Life won't be easy, but Marius, I want you to know that I'll never be far from you." Tears started to roll down her cheeks. "Live happily with your father and brother, with those who always support you, and with them who love you and treasure you very much."
Chairman Austin at that time could only look away, unable to see the kind yet painful expression his wife made. There wasn't a single doctor in Stellis, not even the best doctor in the world could save Miss von Hagen.
“Marius, my son. I truly … really love you. I love you with all of my heart. Marius.”
Back to an inevitable reality. Tears were already running down Marius' cheeks. But for the first time in his life, he felt that the hole in his heart was finally filled with warmth.
“My brother said our mother used to have an Epiphyllum hair ornament that she used to wear when she was pregnant with me. I-I didn't know my father still has it and now it's in your hands,” Marius said honestly in a slightly trembling voice.
"Oh, Marius," you cooed. You don't have the heart to tease him. You hugged him, letting him sink into your arms. "Does this look bad on me?" you asked.
Hearing that, Marius immediately pulled himself from your embrace. “No, of course not! You look so pretty wearing it on your hair!” Marius protested. You're trying not to blush too much with that spontaneous compliment.
Marius looked at you with his still teary eyes. You wiped his tears away. The young CEO seemed to have a hard time finding the right words. He grabbed your wrist gently and swallowed his saliva hard.
"Missy, I don't know why, but I miss her. I miss my mother," Marius whispered. "I don't have any memories with her, but I feel like I miss her so much that I feel so empty."
But after that, Marius smiled sincerely at you, not like the mischieve smile he used on you usually. “I think you can fill that little void for me. Father says my mother wants me to live happily with someone who loves me so much. Do you love me, missy?”
Falling into this rare tenderness, you smiled. “Do you need an answer that you already know? Of course I love you, you brat!”
As beautiful as the Epiphyllum flower that blooms at night, as warm as the hugs and whispers of a mother's lullaby at the end of her life, and as sweet as memories he never even felt.
Like her wishes hidden in a name, Marius von Hagen grew up brave and lived happily with you, just as his mother whispered to him shortly after he was born.
Aphrodite’s Kiss, Meditrina’s Gentle Whispers - Chevalier Michel
----- Aphrodite’s Kiss, Meditrina’s Gentle Whispers
|| Chevalier Michel x F! Reader (MC)
Summary : The night you and Chevalier shared the sweetness of Aphrodite's kiss, he told you that he has a certain tolerance for medications, especially poisons. But you never know that he went through a very painful and long poison test to reach that point of tolerance. Until one afternoon, Meditrina gave you a hint and told you everything.
WC : 2022 Words. (WHAT A PRETTY NUMBERS)
Warning : Grammar errors, Snow White with Red Hair reference, Spoiler for Aphrodite’s Kiss Story Event, etc.
A/N : I got the idea to write this after reading Aphrodite's Kiss Event and immediately thought of a scene in Akagami no Shirayukihime. After re-watching certain episodes of the anime, I immediately thought, "why not? let's make a fiction of Chevalier with this reference!" Hope you enjoy it!
“[Y/N], could you please you get this certain file in the secret data information room? Make sure no one is following you." That's what Sariel ordered you. You don't want to mess with that smiling devil, so you quickly do what he wants.
This is the path you have decided to continue on. A path where you can continue to be by his side. The 2nd Prince of Rhodolite, Prince Chevalier Michel. There will be times when you're tired, but you've made up your mind. He is the biggest motivation for you to keep going and you will not back down. Anything as long as you can be with him.
Your fingers traced the bookshelf inside the national secret information room in the Rhodolite Royal Palace, trying to find a certain file that Sariel asked for. “Herbs Transaction Data from Benitoite Port : King [P/K/N]’s Reign,” you whispered, still looking for the file you just mentioned.
“Oh, found it!” you jumped in excitement when you find the file you're looking for. You quickly pulled the file off the shelf.
“Goodness!” You were surprised and jumped back when you accidentally pulled the other books around the file you took.
You stared at the books and papers strewn on the floor for a while, feeling a little lazy to put them back to its original palce. You sighed and crouched down, starting to pick up the fallen books one by one.
However, "hm?" You tilted your head when the title of a book catches your eye. Rhodolite Royal Family's Medical History : Prince Chevalier Michel's Records. "Prince Chevalier's medical history?"
Curious, you immediately lifted the book and observed the cover. But after observing the book for long enough, your mind started to fight, trying to decide whether or not to take it.
If the book is in the secret information room, then it is a national secret that cannot be leaked. You can be considered a thief if you just take it without asking permission. But on the other hand, Sariel will continue to tease you about that curiosity and that's what makes you hesitate.
In the end you decided to take the book without permission. You think it won't hurt you if you borrow it for a while and return it when you're done. You took the file that Sariel asked for along with Chevalier's medical history.
“Where should I read this book? A safe place where I'm alone and no one can enter,” you muttered as you walked down the halls of the palace, clutching the records book to your chest. Until an answer popped into your mind. You decided to read the records in Chevalier's private library where not just anyone can enter. The place is also very quiet so you can read it in peace.
You sat yourself in the chair where Chevalier used to sit to read his novels. You sighed, a little nervous about what was going to be written on the book. “I don't believe Prince Chevalier was ever hurt. He always came back from the battlefield unscathed. Was he one of those clumsy kids when he was little?” you murmered, wondering to yourself.
You opened the book. Sure enough, your guess was right. Most of the medical records written in the book were wounds and injuries he got from training and fighting when he was young. You smiled at the thought of the young Chevalier getting injured in his first sword practice.
“Oh…” You were a little surprised after turning the next few pages and seeing the section title printed on the page. “'10 Years Old Prince Chevalier Michel... Poison Testing Report?'” you read the title slowly before gasping in surprise. “Prince Chevalier’s body was once used as a vessel for testing a poison?!” you asked, who couldn't believe what was written on the paper.
Somehow, your heart was beating really fast. Your hands were shaking, unable to turn the page. But on the other hand, your heart kept screaming as if forcing you to immediately turn to the next page.
Winter, January 18th. The royal physician put the poison in the drink of the 2nd Prince of Rhodolite, Prince Chevalier Michel. This poison is strong. Poison testing began.
Winter, January 19th. 12 hours after the poison administration, the prince broke out in a high fever. There were mild disturbances in his breathing, but no abnormalities in his speech or conduct. He was stable for the next 48 hours.
Spring, 2nd April. 3 months after the administration, Prince Chevalier Michel had difficulty walking. His body was unable to accept more chemicals and drugs. The royal physician gave a mild antidote along with a painkiller that didn't completely remove the poison. This will continue to be tested for the next 3 months.
Summer, 22nd July. After 3 months, as expected, thirty minutes after taking the antidote for the poison and carrying out various other medical treatments, Prince Chevalier Michel broke out in another high fever—
“With stabbing pains all over his body,” your voice trembled as you read the sentence. “All the poison was gone from his body. This is the final and closing symptom of the poison testing on the body of the 2nd Prince of Rhodolite, Prince Chevalier Michel.”
You need more energy to read those two sentences. Not only your voice, your hands and heart are trembling violently.
You suddenly thought of that one night you spent with Chevalier. The night where Aphrodite's kiss from you was able to make brutal beast like him seem like a helpless prey before you.
“I have a certain amount of tolerance to medications. I’ve been acclimating my body to poisons since I was a child, unfortunately for you.”
One, two, and three sobs escaped your lips. Tears flow freely from your beautiful eyes and wet the paper, leaving a stain. You can't imagine how much pain Chevalier felt at that time. And all that he did for the sake of becoming a perfect prince—future king. So that his enemies can’t easily drop him.
Not wanting to get too caught up in what had happened in the past, you wiped your face with the cloth of your arm. Although, you're already unable to read the next page regarding the cases of attempted murder using poison on Chevalier.
Without you realizing it, you were a little careless and forgot to close tight the door to your lover's private library. You are too curious about the contents of the book and then sink into a sadness and pain.
Nokto, who happened to be bored and played one of the female notaries in the library, passed the private library. He stopped when he heard a soft sob coming from inside.
Because of your previous carelessness, Nokto peeked through the slightly ajar door of the private library. “Oh, the rabbit is crying?” he asked, curious and wondering what really happened to you. "King Highness would be pleased by this," he said as he walked out of the library.
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The sound of swords clashing echoed in every corner of the training hall. Chevalier yet again finds himself ending up dueling Clavis after a thousand times rejecting him.
"I've never seen you train, Chev, but your skills never dull," the third prince commented.
"You're the one who's still not strong enough to take me down," Chevalier replied coldly.
Clavis could only laughed. “Damn you!”
“Good afternoon, King Highness.”
Chevalier and Clavis immediately backed away and stopped when they heard the voice of the seventh prince. The two of them looked up to find Nokto who was already leaning on one of the pillars of the training hall.
“What a bright smile you have there,” Clavis teased. "I can tell you're very-very happy."
Nokto laughed out loud. "Oh, of course. I thought that I had to do something. I wanted to comfort him myself, but I knew my head would fall off my neck if I did," Nokto explained.
"Comfort her?" Chevalier looks confused.
“I am a kind of person who can't bear to see a ripe fruit cry. But because I can't just taste it even for a little bit, so I decided to come here," the foxy prince continued .
“Just say it!” Chevalier was getting impatient.
"It's about [Y/N]. I don't know why, but the mistress of yours is crying all alone in your private library. I doubt that she cried because of a romance novel she read.”
For the first time in a long time, Clavis and Nokto could see Chavalier's cold and sharp eyes waver. As if triggered by something dangerous, Chevalier's chest immediately felt tight when he knew you were crying akk alone. Without further ado, Chevalier ended his duel with Clavis and rushed towards the place Nokto had just mentioned.
Meanwhile, Nokto and Clavis couldn't help but laugh out loud, amused by the once-in-a-lifetime sight they had just seen.
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You didn’t feel disturbed when you hear the sound of the library door opening. Whoever it is, you know it's Chevalier. No one can just open the door except you and the room's original owner. You just stared silently at the document you've just read.
Chevalier leaned against the door frame, staring at your figure in his chair. "Reading a national’s secret information document without permission is a grave treason," Chevalier said calmly.
"You know what this is?" Despite his threatening words, you asked something else in a very pressing but still gentle tone.
"Well, it's my medical records. Of course I know what's in your hand." After finding out what made you cry, Chavlier breathed a sigh of relief.
“You said you have a certain tolerance for medications, especially poisons. But you never said that you went through all these terrible, long, and painful tests and administrations to reach that point of tolerance,” you protested again without even looking at the prince. Your eyes were still locked on the book. He could hear the anxiety in your voice.
"My age and body were still in the most ideal and stable state at that time," Chevalier explained shortly.
Silence enveloped the library. Chevalier knows that excuse won’t be enough to assuage your annoyance. Chevalier rose from where he was standing. He dropped on one knee and crouched down in front of you. His gloved hands gripped yours tightly, trying to comfort you. "You're not going to look this way?"
You couldn’t refuse. You immediately raised your gaze to Chevalier harshly. Chevalier could see your annoyed expression and your teary eyes, making your eyes look like a pair of beautiful gems.
Chevalier suddenly smirked, knowing how innocent you were. "Simpleton," he muttered. Chevalier immediately pulled you from the chair, switching positions with you. After sitting himself in the chair, Chevalier put you on his lap, embracing you warmly. You immediately melted in his arms, as if all your anxiety was flowing somewhere.
You gripped the front of Chevalier's clothes tight. You were too scared to lose him. But luckily, Chevalier cradled your shoulder that were stiff from fear. He lets you smell the masculine scent of the rose and sea salt mixture on his body, letting you know he's right there with you.
"You don't have to cry. I'm here with you. Isn't that enough to prove you that I'm fine?” Chevalier whispered to youe ear.
What Chevalier said is true. The poison testing took place about two decades ago. And now Chevalier is with you and hugging you, without the horrible and painful symptoms you read about in those medical records. Chevalier is fine with you.
You nodded, answering Chevalier's previous question.
The sweetness of Aphrodite's kiss that night opens you to an answer of a question you thought would never be answered. But this afternoon, Meditrina whispered in a kind and gentle voice, telling you that Chevalier was able to survive the poison because of fate.
Fate that will later lead him to you. Fate that will later unite you with him. Just like in times like this. When he is hugging you tightly and warmly, reassuring you that he is with you and won't go anywhere.
