#hold My Hand?

#i know you, i walked with you once upon a dream

—scenarios of first time meeting—or were they not really the first?—and talks about past lives

CHARACTERS. Abyss!Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli

THEMES. First meetings, Fluff, Slight angst, Mostly hurt with comfort. (except xiao’s), mentions of past lives (ofc)

NOTES. It is mostly not noted if it’s modern or in-game setting. Also, this idea is quite difficult to write, not gonna lie. It took awhile for me to finish but I hope you liked it and I did justice to the idea hahaha. Let me know what your thoughts are on this one okok? I personally liked Albedo’s and Diluc’s on this one hehe

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ZHONGLI’s life far exceeds humans or probably any other kind, that he knew and was aware of. Each life comes to an end, but fate decides that he, amongst others, was one who shall be “blessed” with years more than he could imagine. The days had been long and the nights were not too far away, yet he persisted. With time in his hands, he knew he needed something to do, to distract himself and to merge into the society of humans.

“Good morning, would you like to avail Wangsheng Funeral Parlor’s new promo?” that voice, oh, of course, he knew, he just knew. Tone like a melody heard from the mountain tops and by the rivers, where he’d want to stop and drink tea with the peace overcoming him.

You—he knew it was you and he confirmed it when he turns around and sees your eyes, your face—it really was you.

Memories come flashing in like it was just yesterday, but he held his face—still calm despite the turmoil on the inside. He was taken aback, but no one can notice it, not even you.

“The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor,” he repeats, clearing his throat, “I heard they are trying to hire a consultant, is the job still vacant, perhaps?”

XIAO, the sole-surviving yaksha, had seen many things, defeated many demons or enemies anyone else could count, even himself. Yet one thing he dare not want to witness again was what happened to you. Of course, he knew love—knew it like the back of his hand, but now he rejects it, pushes it away before the same thing repeats again like a neverending curse he couldn’t run away from.

When he saw you, it was like the air had been sucked out of his lungs, his throat clogged up, and flashbacks he wished he could never visit again came on his mind as his eyes widened slowly, gaze focused on your form not too far away from Wangshu Inn. He wanted to go away, to flee before he gave in, but he was magnetized by your pull—or more like destiny wills it to happen.

He unconsciously reaches his hand out but as soon as he realized he did, he pulls away; his hand, his gaze, and himself; disappearing into that one place you and him used to go to when you were once alive before, convincing himself that this was not you that he knew before. This was another you, one he would not want to hurt anymore, not after what happened.

VENTI had questioned himself far too many times; what was his purpose? Why does he still walk among the lands, as if he was waiting for something, or someone. Right. He was waiting for you. This was what had been on his mind that maybe the other gods above granted his wish to lay his eyes on you once again, to hear you voice that he had missed so much.

He would never let you go again, not anymore.

“You must be new here,” he muses, hands on his waist, relishing in the way your eyes landed on his and they were connecte again—finally, “a pleasure to meet you! Outlanders are very much welcome here in Mondstadt, allow me, your humble bard, to tour you around if you’d like!”

THOMA is the neighborhood boy who had always given you a welcoming smile despite not knowing each other that much. He has this aura that you’d want to have in your life, to suck in the positivity he has, almost like the sun—a beaming smile, a warm voice.

“Have I met you before?” one day, he decides to talk to you, like he does to others who are in your neighborhood. You, for one, thought it was just his way of trying to befriend you, but you didn’t know how much he had been longing to have a conversation with you, how much courage he had mustered to walk and talk to you—this had never happened to him, not to anyone else.

It must be why he said those words and sparked a new kind of connection that he just had the feeling that this was not new… you and him. If past lives were true, then he’d believe he was with you.

SCARAMOUCHE has a knack of getting into your nerves each and every time you see him. Yet when others try to do the same, he’s angry at them.

“What’s your problem, even?” you called him out when the same thing happened all over again; others trying to tease you until he comes and glares at them and says “Have you got no better else to do?”

“Shouldn’t that be my line?” he hisses, “I drove them away, what’s your problem?”

You scoffed, “It’s you, Scaramouche—or should I say lord Harbinger?”

He huffs out a breath, “How courageous of you to talk back to me, tsk, why have you always been like this?”

You were left alone as he walks away without another word, leaving you to wonder what his last statement might have meant.

It’s weird, how you felt like you had known KAZUHA even way before you two had met when you were children. Your connection was like gravity, pulling you his way and him to yours, one that he admitted as well.

“Kazu… do you think we knew each other in our past lives?” you questioned him as you both gazed upon the sky, littered with stars as you held your hand out as if reaching out to one of them, searching for their glow. As you do this, KAZUHA reaches out to your hand, grasping it on his own before pulling it on his side and landing soft kisses on each of your knuckles.

“If it’s you, my dove, then I don’t think such an idea would be absurd.”

KAEYA intrigues you, probably just as much as you seemed to him as well. Something in him makes you curious as to if he hides secrets behind that masked eye of his behind his eyepatch. Fleeting glances, flirtatious remarks, sly smiles.

“Who knew I’d find you here, Y/n,” he says that one time you sought solace beside the Cathedral, eyes lingering on the waters around the city of Mondstadt, deep in thought, “A Mora for your thoughts?”

You giggled, averting your eyes his way, “How about we exchange secrets then?”

“Secrets?” he laughs, “If you want one, then I’ll tell you.” he pauses, “Have you ever heard of reincarnations?”

When GOROU met you, he was in the middle of a fight—sort of. You were calling his name and for some reason, he knew yours. By the time he had woken up, your face came into view but he didn’t find you familiar at all, except by the uniform you wore that indicated that you were part of the medical team for the soldiers of the Resistance.

“You called them by name, sir,” one of them says, “do you know them?”

“You know, it’s a rumor that you say your past life’s lover’s name when you’re on the brink of death… maybe…”

“Stop that,” he scolds, “rumors are rumors, you should all focus on our mission at hand.”

He may have dismissed his soldiers but the thought of their words lingered in his thoughts until he saw your eyes again and a single name crossed his mind. Yours.

DILUC had always been intimidating for you, he had this aura that pushed most people away, especially those who dare not want to receive his silence and the glare of his eyes. He was a man full of walls, but it was still a curious thing how you had brought it down.

“I feel like this had happened before,” you said out of the blue one day when you were out with him, waling into the fields that littered all over the city for one to explore too freely.

“What did?”

“This,” you raised your interlinked hands, him with his signature glove that still radiated the warmth of the skin beneath it, “it’s like… we’ve been lovers before.”

He was silent for a little while, and you half expected he would think it was such a stupid idea, but he lets out a chuckle. For those who knew DILUC, they know how difficult it was for him to smile and react like that—only you were probably one of the only ones who could.

“What made you think of that, my love?” he finally speaks, to which you answered,

“I don’t know. It just feels like it. Don’t you think so too?” you peeked into his expression and your heart skipped a beat to see the small smile on his face, especially when he gazes at your way as well.

“I do admit I do feel that as well.”

CHILDE’s enemies had always been those whom he felt were stronger than him, ones that would make him look weak compared to them, against them. When you came in and defeated him in a game of wits, he knew he just had to defeat you one way or another. It was not too long when he realized that you two were like puzzle pieces that were far different but fit each other nonetheless. You two were meant for each other, to fight? Whatever it was, he just knew this was a far too special connection than any other else.

So he decides to beat you in one way he knew that could effectively do so.

He brings his knee down and he could see how you froze in your place, eyes widening in surprise and realization of what he was about to do and what words he was about to say.

Deep blue with the velvety texture of a box on his hand, he opened them and presents the ring in front of you, “Y/n, I don’t think I can hold onto this any longer without seeing it on your finger. The moment I met you, I knew it felt like I had already known you for a very long time. Will you marry me?”

The fallen blossoms get flown away by the wind far from its tree branch, but AYATO knew that two souls could never wander away when they were meant to meet. He believed in soulmates—how silly, isn’t it? Such were just fairytales from their grandparents but it was kept in his heart, even more, reminded by it the day he met you.

“It must be fated for us to cross paths, don’t you think?” were his first words, a knowing smile on his face as he anticipated for what you’d say—would you pull away? Raise a brow at him?

Your giggle resounds in the air, a soft curve on your lips as you replied, “It is quite a pleasure to meet you as well, Master Kamisato. I did not expect a person such as you would believe in such beliefs as well.”

“Well then, do you not?” he questions further, yet that look in your eyes made him think that he knew what the answer was.

“Why should I not when my supposed soulmate is standing in front of me?”

ALBEDO knew he could never impersonate the life in your eyes, to draw them on paper and paint their same hues, same shine. He tried far too many times but never were they ever enough.

His fingers graze over his new drawing of yours and just then, he did not realize someone was already beside him, gazing onto his sketchbook with curious eyes.

“That looks beautiful.”

He dare not speak but the moment he turns and glances at you, his chest tightens for an unknown reason, frozen in place as he waited for you to go away—was he hallucinating? Surely this image is far too perfect to imitate-

“Oh, I apologize if I frightened you. I’m from Sumeru Academy, you must be Mr. Albedo? The Genius Alchemist they’ve been talking about. I came here to meet you.”

Little do you know that as you reached out your hand to him and he reluctantly shook your hand, ALBEDO was breathless.

“Yes, that is me. To what do I owe this pleasure… Y/n?”

It had been so long since he mentioned that name. He might have to tell Klee not to say a word before you and her cross paths or else the past will unravel itself before he could even control it.

AETHER is not unfamiliar with both separation and death. When he lost you 500 years ago, the world crumbled around him and he thought he could never see you again, to have more time with you. Why must this happen to him, he questions far too many times. Yet the answers to them seem to be nonexistent—or more like he did not wish to dwell on it any further, not now that he had met you once again. The stars have finally aligned for him to gaze upon your form and be given the time that was robbed from both of you when you fell along with Khaenriah.

“Y/n… it’s you,” he says, and he remembered wishing that if he was asleep, he did not want to wake up.

“Who… who are you?”

His chest tightens at your words but a smile forms on his face—forced upon, more like.

“Did you really wish you’d like to know more about me?”

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#this is… for me? 

—what gift would they buy you for Christmas (or the holidays)? 

CHARACTERS. men edition. Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Reader

THEMES. more chara analysis but fluff ofc! 

NOTES. my last multi hc for the year! i am so happy that you guys liked my weekly multi hc and that you continually support them! i promise to still continue them next year and bring you guys more ideas to enjoy reading! 

ZHONGLI would give you a Cor Lapis core, or probably he’ll have someone make it appealing to you. The reason why he chose this specific stone is because Cor Lapis is quite rare—like you. You are like a rare jewel that he thinks he will never find anywhere else, thus he must treasure you with the time allotted for the two of you together, with every chance that he’s got. 

XIAO would give you Loach pearls that he probably made into a keychain or a necklace, maybe a bracelet. Or maybe a whole set? Actually, it all depends on how he has time on doing them because he always hangs out with you and he could barely hide his materials when you’re around. Many people are witnesses on his pursuit of a Loach and you’re probably one of them, honestly. When you asked him what it was before, he’ll just shrug it off, saying, “Loach pearls are known for their medicinal properties. It’s just something that I need,” whilst that it true, its purpose was not what he used them on. 

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👄💕 babyyys 💅🎀

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET’S SEE WHAT’S INSIDE! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

salutations (title): red light, green light part one (squid game!au)

addressed (characters): xiao, childe/tartaglia, thoma, diluc, kazuha, albedo, beidou, raiden shogun, venti, zhongli, kaeya, and scaramouche

content (includes): MINORS DNI, spoilers in squid game, spoilers in archon quest 2.1, mentions of violence, mentions of human trafficking (?), mentions of debt, major character death, mentions of harassment (?), angst/no-comfort, pls take note that i’m not romanticizing squid game.

postscript (summary): hc on you being in squid game and meet genshin characters along the way (all hcs are connected and its up to you if you want one of characters to be your love interest or just platonic!)

penpals (taglist): @melkxsh, @jisoostan09, @mysticmoon135, @kokeshi-kojin, @forgotten-blues, @hipsdofangirl, @the-fucking-void, @hclymoon, @thegaybastard, @electr0m1ko, @jendytub, @dnapola, @saxophonre, @chxlkprince, @koirqaa, @ardeenna, @sweetxnedhoney, @s0lana, @awwhstheic , @booksandhoneymilktea, @ventise, @fullyhira, @sm0l-0ne, @fatheadthemango, @mellowberrie, @flerpdederp, @vezpur, @albedosprincess, @vescaraa, @intoomanyfandom-s, @halfwritten, @intertwinedtruth, @purpleqilinwrites

part one (here!) | part two (coming soon ???)

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CUDDLING THE NEEDY GENSHIN BOYS. ♡

f! reader | sfw fluff | scenario.

∿ warnings: f! reader, stablished relationship, pet names, sweet boys so a lot of fluff content ahead hehe. enjoy.

∿ note: self-indulgent post once again. xiao's not here because i already did him alone on another post! i hope you like it tho. :) feel free to req or ask me anything. likes and reblogs are appreciated. <3

∿ characters: thoma, zhongli, ayato, gorou, childe, diluc, kazuha, kaeya, itto, heizou, albedo × f! reader.

ʚ♡ɞ — For Thoma, there’s nothing better than coming home after a tedious day spent working for the Kamisato’s. Loves sprinting to your shared bedroom and you’re already there, laying on the bed waiting for his arrival all pretty and ready for him. Thoma crawls over to you, cupping your cheeks as soon as he’s between your legs and places soft, needy kisses all over your face whilst whispering in his little whiny voice how much he’s missed you and that he hasn't been able to stop thinking about you all day long ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Zhongli loves having his sweet darling sitting on his thighs, one of your cheeks resting against his chest as he strokes your hair, gently running his hands down your neck, causing you slight tickles. Zhongli tells you stories about the past with a low, tender and deep voice making your heart flutter in delight, his words being only interrupted by random kisses that he leaves on your head, occasionally using his slender fingers to gently press on your chin and lift your head up so he can easily access your pretty mouth, putting his lips against yours as he whispers how much he loves you, sending shivers down your spine everytime his breath touches your skin. ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Ayato sits you between his legs, your back leaning against his chest, taking advantage of this position to wrap his arms around you and get you even closer to himself. He just needs more of his beloved darling! Ayato loves moving his hands up and down your torso slowly, caressing every inch of you as he tilts his head slightly to leave little kisses on your shoulder, neck, cheeks. Practically, all the places that are within his reach. He often teases you too, going from barely brushing his lips against your skin to leaving a small nibble on it only to listen to your complaints with a sly grin. Poor darling of his... but do you really want him to stop? ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Gorou snuggles into your lap, doing his best to get his entire body on top of yours. If he can't, all he does is rest his head on your thighs, looking defeatly up at you, his arms flexed at his chest like a puppy and his pretty blue eyes observating you, waiting for you to put your hands on him. When your fingers finally dip into his locks, his eyes close in pleasure, cheeks glowing pink, and tail wagging back and forth joyfully. His pretty sweetheart takes care of him very nicely, mhm! ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Childe... he’s so sweet. He likes to join you when you're lying on your side in bed, getting himself in the same position as close to you as possible so he can hug you and put a leg over your. Yeah, that’s his way of saying “This pretty girl is mine and no one else touches her.” even when he’s alone in the room with you. It may be a pretty cute position for you, but for Childe, it has a meaning more about feeling responsible for your protection. In this way, he can also hide his face in the crook of your neck, leaving little kisses all over your collarbone with a victorious smile for having you by his side until he’s completely asleep. ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Diluc has a thing for literally feeling you over his body, so his favorite position is having you on top of him while he’s lying on his back, you resting your head on his chest and your legs between Diluc’s legs, which are flexed and spread apart to give you the space you need to situate yourself comfortably. This way you can hear his heartbeat well, which becomes unstoppable when you move even a little bit. Luckily you can't see his face and how extremely flushed he is. Diluc discreetly makes sure you don’t raise your head to look at him, putting both of his hands on it playing with your hair while he tries to distract himself with any other thing to bring down the hue of his cheeks to normal. ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Kazuha absolutely loves intimate moments with you, so he takes advantage of some place where there’s no one around at night to spend some time alone with his dearest. Sitting on the grass, the night cloak over you two and you next to him. It’s the moment of the day that Kazuha treasures the most. Loves having you close, when you lean your head on his shoulder as he puts his arm around you tightly, whispering how he’s needed you alone for him and only him, maybe even ending with a needy “may I kiss you now, please my love?” ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Kaeya keeps you close while you are both resting in bed. When you crawl to his side to rest your head and one of your hands on his chest, that’s definitely something that moves his heart and quickly reacts, passing his arm under your head hugging you closer to him, reaching with his fingers your cheeks and the corner of your lips. Every time his digits meet your mouth, an irremediable desire to throw himself at you and kiss you floods him, but Kaeya must remain calm — right now his pretty girl is resting in his arms and he’s a very honorable gentleman. ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Itto has a total of 0 problems when it comes to satiating his need for cuddles. Wherever you are, whoever you are with, he has it very easy to get you up from the ground — the height difference really helps him —. Your reaction by inertia is to wrap your legs around his waist so you don’t fall, and by the time you’ve fallen into his trap it’s too late to escape. His eyes begging you to please give him some attention, the pout on his lips and his strong but careful grip on your thighs all mean one thing — give him some love or you’ll be clinging to him like a koala all day! He has no rush, after all. ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — Heizou loves hugging you from behind. From the front is too boring for him, besides, it amuses him greatly to see how sometimes you get scared with his spontaneous appearances in which without saying a word, Heizou appears behind you, immediately grabbing your hips with his hands, getting closer to you and giving you a little kiss —or lick— on your exposed neck. In bed, he does the same thing. One minute you’re totally relaxed, trying to fall asleep and the second after Heizou is up against you from behind, spooning you and nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. Forgive him, poor baby always wants to feel his pretty girl by his side! ♡

ʚ♡ɞ — What does Albedo love the most? Well, his preference without a doubt is when you shyly intertwine your fingers with his. It may not be much, but his heart goes crazy when he feels this simple show of affection from you. Being honest, the only thing Albedo needs is you. It doesn't matter what you want to do —hold his hand, hug him, kiss him.— He will do anything to keep his girl happy. Oh, besides in bed he’s extra affectionate with you. Nothing stops him when he wants to get closer to you, always asking you if you are comfortable about it first. But of course you are! Shut his mouth with a kiss on his lips and you’ll have him enamored for the rest of the night. ♡

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#a love rival?!

—you found an anonymous love letter on your desk… what would be their reaction as your significant other? 

CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn!reader

THEMES. fluff, slight angst and crack on a selected few, established relationships, comfort or reverse comfort depending on situation, jealousy but not the toxic one

WARNINGS. spoilers on venti’s lore. 

NOTES. I’ve been inactive for quite a while have I? I apologize for that! I’m still trying to cope with school now that my vacation is gone but i think i will be more active this next few days… i’ll try hehe. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this one! It’s an idea i’ve wanted to try since last year and i’m glad i got to write it now. 

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ZHONGLI didn’t mind at all, no matter if you told him or not. Actually, you could tell him everything because he trusted you as much as you probably do the same to him. To him, trust is what builds a connection, a relationship.

“Someone wrote me a letter.” 

“Oh? What is it?” 

“It’s a love confession,” you chuckled, reading the letter to yourself in front of him, of course, without really disclosing even a single bit of its content. Tucking it then behind you, you turn to him with an awkward smile, “I hope I could politely decline them but… seeing that it is an anonymous letter, I couldn’t really do anything else unelss they show up.” 

Sensing your frustration, he reaches out his hand to yours, gingerly rubbing your skin with his thumb, “It will work out, my love, there’s no need to worry. If you need me, I’ll be here to help.” 

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XIAO refuses to speak of it. His feelings are rather… complicated, if he could confess it, that is. As expected, he doesn’t really show any other expression on his facade except annoyance, which is really usual for him. But the reason for this, however, is because he doesn’t know what to react at all. 

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#can i brush your hair tonight?

—instances when you brush, pat, or pet his hair or take care of it for them

CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, Aether

THEMES. fluff! reverse comfort.

WARNINGS. may have spoilers on Venti. (Very) Slight suggestive on a few parts (Albedo, Venti, Thoma?) but nothing much to worry about.

NOTES. hello so this is slightly late, i know. i was out for most of today plus i also relished eating my tonkotsu ramen so i forgot the time hahaha. anyway hope you’ll like this one guys<33

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ZHONGLI is steadfast as a rock and would be rather difficult to fluster despite great efforts. He’d crack a smile or two, admiring the beauty of your actions, but you’ll never win from the toughness of his shell.

“You’d like to brush my hair?” his voice was laced with confusion before he chuckled, “Well, who am I to deny such a gracious request from my beloved?”

Silence filled the room yet both of you relished on the tranquility of each other’s presence, the scent of the tea you two had still in the air, and the crickets of the night sang to further fill in the harmony of the evening.

The brush skims through his thin, long strands that didn’t seem to have that much need. Yet despite it, you made sure that nothing was left uncovered, leaving no regrets behind. By the time you finished, his eyes flutter open as he turns to you, a soft smile on his lips. He then reaches towards your cheek before he says, “I did not know such a simple thing could put my mind to ease, thank you, beloved.”

XIAO is wary, slow to open up, could stretch his wings and fly away when he feels threatened. It was night when the dark enveloped the depths and crevices of the yaksha’s heart, creeping in and soiling his already lost core. His karma—you were no strangers, you knew.

“Xiao, I’m here,” you whisper as his words pushes you away, his body stiff under your embrace, fingers on the strands of his hair. His system was shutting down, almost getting sucked in by darkness when he felt it. The way you caressed his hair still, his scalp and dark locks locks soothed by the tips of your fingers, as if pulling him from the gloom of his debt.

He breathes in as if he hadn’t all his life, panting hard as if vision clears, sight regained as he realizes he was in your room, your house. Not in Wangshu, but with you.

“Are you back?” you looked at him for a minute, and he saw the tears that were in the corner of your eyes, now falling down when you were able to confirm that he was coming to, a smile—the most beautiful smile he had ever seen—forming on your lips before you pulled him in another embrace.

“You’re back. You’re back, Xiao. I thought I lost you,” you say. He was breathing normally by the time he raised his own arms to wrap them on your waist, letting himself return your affection.

“You saved me. I am in your debt, Y/n.”

VENTI’s body is not his own. His face, his hands, his eyes, his hair and everything else is not one that was fated to him—for him. He didn’t particularly paid much attention to his desires. He was no one before you came into his life.

His giggles echoed in the room as you untangled the braids of his hair, the bluegreens coming into life at the softness of your touch.

“So brave of you to ask, my windblume,” he muses, to which you lightly slapped the back of his shoulder while chuckling.

“What? Don’t be shy now,” he teases grinning in fromr of the mirror with his hair now untied and let down.

Despite tt all, he’d be silent throughout the process, a soft smile playing on his face, yet still silent. You could tell he was savoring the moment of being taken care of, his muscles and body at ease.

His body was not his own, but with you here, every moment makes him feel like it was his all along.

THOMA had always thought of others before himself. He does not also have the time to do so, anyway. Thus when you came and changed his entire routine, it was then that he realized how much effort he puts onto others before, and with you by his side, he was slowly starting to appreciate and be selfish of the attention he had neglected from himself.

“That feels good,” he says as he lets you rub your fingertips on his scalp, your digits on his strands, “You’re so good to me, you know.”

He cracks one eye open and he reaches for your hand, placing a kiss on it for a little while before closing his eyes once again. Such a sweet man, he is, he doesn’t even know how much your heart skipped a beat and your breath halted at such a simple action.

SCARAMOUCHE would kill with the daggers of his gaze—or literally—before anyone could even touch him. Yet, like many other time, you remain his one and only weakness.

And he doesn’t know if he despised it or loved it.

“What are you-” he halts, his mouth pursing shut as you continued to brush his hair with your palm, smiling as you compliment him on how smooth it was. You chose to ignore the blush that appears on his cheeks as he continues to stare at you, forcing himself to narrow his eyes at your form; his hat on your head, a pleased look on your face. It was a good thing no one was there around both of you or else he might have dug his own grave by letting you pet his head and hair delightfully.

“I’m not a pet, Y/n,” he frowns—pouts, actually. But despite this, you could tell how much he liked it with how he doesn’t push you or your hand away.

Soft as a feather. It was natural of KAZUHA to always compliment your beauty beyond his—you’re the priority, When you offered to do his hair one particular time, he was ready to say no. Yet he knows those sparkles and glitters in your orbs, begging him to say yes, thus he did, chuckling with a “Of course, whatever you wish, my dove.”

He remains silent as you carefully brush his hair first, asking him every now and then if it hurts every time you straighten up the knotted strands of his light hair with a whisper. It warms his heart, how much you care, how much you love. By the time you finished combing snd tying his hair on his usual style, he suddenly turns around and grabs your hand, placing a kiss on each of your knuckles before standing to his feet and pressing his lips on yours.

“Thank you,” he whispers next to your skin, “you never fail to amuse me, dove.”

KAEYA has too many secrets to hide. The gravity of his sins couldn’t even compare with those that seemed visible to the eye.

When you touch his hair, you were touching his heart, his core, his soul. He wants to pull away, to never let anyone see his vulnerabilities and fragilities. Yet you, you have something in you that makes him feel… free.

Freedom’s such a heavy word, even from him who supposedly hails from Mondstadt. With your lips, he love; with your hands, he care; with your touch, he submits. You broke him out of the frozen confines of his heart, made him breathe through the air of this so-called love.

“Kaeya? Does it feel good, hun?” you asked him, and he looks into your eyes and tells the truth.

“Of course, sweetheart,” he smiles at you, “Everything you do for me is good.”

Due to his natural instincts, GOROU feels your touches with an intensity. Just merely having your fingers caress and run through his hair makes his muscles instantly ease to the touch. He accidentally lets out a few hums or moans especially since his guard was down, only to let it back up as he consciously looks around, cautious of having anyone else around.

You giggled as you gently pat on the back of his head, halting the soft attack on his hair and ears for a little while, letting the poor boy rest and take a breather, “Don’t worry, no one but me will hear you.”

“This is embarrassing,” he hides his face on the crook of your neck, but remained having his arms around you and legs propped on either side of yours—seated on your lap, actually.

“Don’t be, baby,” you purr, “I’m just pampering you for a little while. So just relax, hm?”

DILUC shielded himself from anything else, anybody else. Deflected any other care towards him and as a result, he wasn’t used to such kind of affections.

“You don’t have to,” he says as you prompt him to sit down in front of the mirror, eyes telling how much it’s not something he does not do often—ever, probably.

He remains quiet for a long while, you won’t even know if he liked if or not until you two were about to slip on the bed, suddenly feeling him hug you from behind and kissing one of your temples as he held you there for a little while.

“Would you like this to be a recurring habit every night?” he whispers, quite hesitatingly but still letting it out, “It appears you took pleasure on it, I don’t mind if you’d want to keep it that way starting from now.”

CHILDE is a wildfire, despite his wave-like strength. Yet there are times when he’s magntized by the force of your peace, and this is was one of those times.

You were taking off his mask, helping him out of pure routine when he comes home. By the time you successfully do so and had the item placed somewhere else, he takes a hold of your hand before pulling them up to his hair once again.

“Why?”

“Can you do that again?” he inquires with a shy smile.

You could only furrow your brows as you then realized what he was referring to, a smirk forming on your lips, “Want me to caress your hair?”

He pouts and he seemed to want to say no but he sooner nods, pulling you from where you both were until he plops on the couch, while letting you sit on his lap.

“Please? I’m so tired from work,” he whines, snaking his arms on your waist and settling his head on your shoulder, not before pressing a gentle kiss on it first.

AYATO‘s hair is like silk, woven by the greatest seamstresses of Inazuma, He lets you brush them since you seemed to have been wanting to—you confessed it to him, actually, by the time you two had gotten together.

He lets you do whatever you want with them; through braids, ponytails, or maybe even a bun. You let him take care of you, thus he lets you do the same to him. Actually, he’d let you play with his hair while he’s doing his work. “It calms me down,” he says, referring to the way your fingers run over his hair, your fingertips teasing his back or his shoulders or the back of his neck, brushing onto them accidentally.

ALBEDO couldn’t understand the pleasure of having their hair touched by someone—being taken care of, actually. Such a confusing topic that he can never relate to until it happened to him—you happened.

He felt it; how his shoulders eased, a sigh falling out of his lips, his back leaning to where you were behind him, and it was as if the world had gone and you and him were the only ones left. When you proposed to take a bath together, he didn’t expect for someone such as himself to feel like this. Comforting, almost like a sanctuary and an escape from the world.

“You’re silent, ‘Bedo, are you alright?” your voice pulls him out of his reverie.

“Better, actually,” he answers, “I did not know how calming it is to have someone massage though one’s scalp or let them wash their hair. Unexpected but it’s not really surprising, after all, there are nerve endings in the scalp, which makes it quite easy to let us, even such as I, to feel good.”

You could only blink as you nod even if his back was on yours, awkwardly chuckling, “Yeah.. that’s right. Anyway, would you like me to apply conditioner on your hair?”

Teyvat is a cruel world. AETHER knew of that as his footsteps wandered around, traveled and met everyone and experienced everything.

He swears to protect you, to show you that there is a light beneath the darkness. And yet, you’re the one who does it to him, who takes care of him or loves him when he didn’t know he needed it. He has his sister, and he has everything. But now, he doesn’t think he could live the same without you and your fingers sliding onto his hair, bringing them together into a braid just how much you put him together. You were now his foundation, a sanctuary he couldn’t have expected to find, the person who makes him whole and drown out all the worries away, even for a little while.

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#are they still the only one? 

—an instance where they see you with someone else and get jealous, would they mess up or not? 

CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Reader

THEMES. jealousy. more angst than i intended but oh well. reverse hurt with no comfort (maybe just one time)

WARNINGS. mentions of low self-esteem. implications of anxieties/worries.

NOTES. this is the second part of Are You Still The Only One where reader is the one who’s jealous! This is quite different than that one though since… most of this one are angst ndksksks. yep im going back with a bang :)

p.s. i experimented on writing for itto here, i still don’t get him that much but i hope i got his personality right!

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ZHONGLI had lived for so long, met so many people, before he had found you—you who seemed to have stood out amongst the rest each and every time you crossed his path. A rare flower that had caught his attention and curiosity. 

For such a god like him, it was a miracle, he thinks, for him to feel this way in this mortal form, with someone of a different kind from him all the more. 

He had lived for a long time, and maybe even more. 

Those words did not bother him even as he had caught your eye and started spending time with him. Even as he had gotten to know you more, or when you showed that you have feelings for him.

Yet those words pierced him like a spear the moment he saw the opportunity of them coming true—when he saw you with someone else and recognized the selfishness that he had thought he had locked in the depths of his immortal soul. 

Ah, he thought, he was still the same, after all. 

The scene was not that much special, the person who was even with you did nothing wrong, nor did you show any interest in the man. 

But what if? What if you had ended up with someone of your kind instead, would the situation be any different? For the better, or for worse? 

Surely, it would not be the latter. 

Those were what he thought as he forced himself to smile when you waved at him from afar. 

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XIAO is an Adeptus, the Conqueror of Demons, the only-known Yaksha that lived. 

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#what was that, darling? what did you call me?

—how do they react when you call them an endearment for the first time? 

CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn!Reader

THEMES. fluff, new relationships kind of, nah just cute stuff

NOTES. i was honestly just inspired to make part 2 of this work of mine. it’s also similar to this one too (i just realized this now). i hope you’ll like it! i kinda had a difficult time writing nowadays ngl, i think i’m becoming rusty… or just burnt out

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ZHONGLI had always been a calm and composed person through and through. With all that he’s been through in the millenia, there is very little that could surprise him by now. But it seems that the same couldn’t be said as he gets accustomed to the ways of mortal life. It was then that he begins to realize that humans—mortal life is full of unexpected events. 

“Dear, can you come here for a minute?” 

He supposes he should not have been surprised. After all, you two had been going out together far more often than not. It is safe to say that you both have mutual feelings towards each other. 

Yet the calm touch of your voice lets the barriers he had put up in his soul slowly fade away as if the numbness of his scars had begun to recover from its wounds. 

His hand finds your waist as he cracks a smile, “What is it, dearest?” 

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XIAO feels a rush wave of warmth travel to his face and his chest hammers almost in an instant. You said “that word” so very smoothly, like it was made for your lips to utter to him. 

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Genshin Boys and How They Comfort You

featuring: Kaeya, Diluc, Albedo, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao, Kazuha, Venti, Thoma

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Kaeya wouldn't be great at comforting, there I said it. He'd know how to of course and if it was someone he'd comforted before he would have learned exactly what it takes to calm them and will do so every time. He's adaptive, a quick learner. Once he's gone through having to comfort you once, and being appallingly bad at it, then he will be a pro. He won't have one specific method of comforting, it would be different depending on who needs it.

Diluc, unlike his brother, is naturally very good at comforting. He may be awkward with it at first depending on who it is, but if you're close to him he will not hesitate to stay by your side and calmly talk you through your worries. Definitely the type to rub small circles into your lower back, or try and massage your shoulders whilst you either let out your worries or just bask in his company.

Comfort from Albedo is surprisingly effective. You go to him expecting he'll shy away, or say he's too busy, but he puts everything down for you- regardless of what it is- and sits down with you. The type to go and grab a bunch of blankets and drape them over you both as you cuddle together. You can talk to him about what's wrong or not, he doesn't mind. He's there for you, though, and he'll press gentle kisses to your forehead until you feel better.

Childe is instantly offering to beat up whoever upset you- even if nobody did and you need his comfort for an entirely different reason. You won't get a word in edgeways, he'll have his bow in his hands and be halfway out the door. Literally pull him back and make him sit down so he can hug you instead, he'll hold you close to him until you feel better. No promises that he still won't go out and try to cause hell afterwards, though.

Warm tea is a staple when being comforted by Zhongli. You're absolutely required to finish at least one soothing cup of tea, of whichever type you most prefer (he always remembers your favourite), before anything else. Then, he will hold you close as you either explain what's wrong or simply enjoy the moment with him.

Xiao is not bad at comforting others, simply inexperienced with it. As someone who chooses to stay away from mortals at most times, he wouldn't understand exactly why you're so pressed about whatever is troubling you. However, because it's you, he will bring you softly into his arms and listen to you- no matter what you need to talk about. And he may still not see the point in you being upset, but he'll be there for you as you work through it no matter what.

Kazuha holds you close and doesn't let you go, unless you tell him really seriously that you want him to. You can cry into his shoulder for however long you need, he won't leave your side until he's certain you're feeling better. He'll absolutely try and wax poetic for you if the right words come to him, something calm and soothing that leaves you smiling at him.

When you seek out comfort from Venti, be prepared to be serenaded on the spot. Be it a soft and gentle tune that settles a warm feeling of peace in your heart or a lively, jaunty song making light of someone you both know until your worries are entirely replaced with the sounds of your laughter. He'll listen if you need to talk it out, but his main method of comfort is distraction.

Thoma will pull you into his arms and place gentle kisses to the top of your head, all the while uttering sweet nothings that ease your mind and calm you. When you're ready to talk, he sits and listens intently, offering advice if you need it or instead simply being there. He's very good at just being there for you.