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light shines down on this home still

synopsis: ayato’s birthday comes around again this year but he is always thinking about you. the things you said, what he learned, how you left and when you will be back. (aka. childhood friends + life lessons and the two of you walking two different paths that meet again)

warnings: angst > fluff (kinda), you join the fatui word count: 1k

ayato always remembers the night that you left as the one that changed his life.

in some ways, he wished to remain just a simple child so that no ends would come for him. everything was so much more vivid when he was smaller. the grass he ran on, the trees he climbed, the flowers he would hold in his hands. nature seemed more generous then and he was able to enjoy that generosity in every cloud and sunset, in every sakura petal. there was innocence in existing back then and he treasured it.

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Somebody send request pwease

Anw anon, i reread the first draf pf part 2 i did and it doesn't fit to my liking so i'll try to redo it (i swear if i got burnout again)

when is ‘the street performer i met today’2 coming up? :)

no pressure!

AGSHAHHA NONNIE SO SORRY I FROGOT, bro this past week i've been busy asf. But dw i'll try to finish it asap 😞👍

the more i think about it, the more i’m convinced that lee is very hormonal compared to other male constructs (wanshi is an exception to this of course, the guy is just very flirty). few examples so far that i can think of:

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Don’t trust people who aren’t out of breath by walking up the stairs in their school

keep living

featuring — hanemiya kazutora

genre — fluff

author’s note — yes, i’m totally late for the party and its not even fashionable in any way. but i still want to celebrate it because hanemiya kazutora deserves the world. (@walhalla i’m gonna need a spare brain, mine is still fried)

there are times when you’d notice your boyfriend spacing out. considering how overwhelming his life has been, kazutora cant help but feel lost sometimes, in life and thought. so when he leaves your shared bed in the middle of the night for a long ride, you dont question his action at all. you’d wait for his return, fully aware of his search for a sense of peace you’re unable to provide.

one of the times when his aimless wanders would go further than any others is the night before his birthday. you’ve been together for years, but on every morning of 16th july, you’d find his side of the bed cold, as if he’d never been there at all. he’d then come home with a fake smile plastered on his face, and your heart broke into pieces.

when the next 15th july rolled around, you prepared yourself yet again. except it didnt happen like you’ve expected. that night, kazutora held your hand in his slightly trembling one, eyes dancing with a mixture of emotion, ‘come with me?’. you didnt even bother to change out of your night dress.

and as the memory of the wind howling alongside blinding headlights, roads and sceneries gradually became unfamiliar and fast beating of your boyfriend’s heart underneath your embrace burned to your mind, you felt like you’ve entered a fragment of his world that he had kept hidden away.

'we’re here’, he said as you scanned the unknown land. the 'here’ in front of you presented itself in the form of a vast grassy field on a cliff overlooking the sea. the stars above accompanied your long, silent night of waiting. and if he didnt caress your fingers with his callous ones, you’d thought that he had forgotten that you’re there at all. before long, the world faded away as you drown in the sound of his heartbeat next to your ear.

morning greeted you with feathery kisses by the salty breeze and warmth of your boyfriend’s jacket that had shielded you from the chill of the previous night. 'good morning’, you sat up, expecting nothing in return. only to feel his lips connected to yours in a long, delicate kiss, it left you breathless.

'another year for me to live’, kazutora sighed softly, a familiar emptiness in his eyes. a silent 'another year i dont deserve’ left unuttered. caressing your fingers for a few moments, he continued, 'i’m sorry i made you wait for so long. i-’. you captured his lips in a desperate kiss, wanting him to stop thinking, needed him to.

'i’ll wait for you forever. as long as you need, i’ll be there for you’. your eyes met his in a pool of tears. 'so dont ever apologize!’, your voice broke, and his own tears that he had been holding back spilled down his cheeks in a steady, unstoppable flow.

'is it really okay for me to keep living?’. instantly, he’s in a tight embrace you’ve pulled him into, whispering, 'more than okay’. you kept holding him close as he wailed his heart out until he’s reduced to a delicate, sniffling mess.

on your laps, his eyes were puffy from crying for too long, dried tears on his red cheeks. but there’s a soft smile on his lips as he gazed up at you. 'you can say it now’.

his smile widened to the sound of your sweet laughter that makes his heart flutter every time. leaning down to place a kiss on the tip of his nose, you felt your own heart skipping a beat. 'happy birthday, my love. thank you for being in my life for another year’.

kazutora caressed your chin with his thumb, intertwining your fingers with his in another hand. 'no. thank you for being in my life at all’. connecting your lips with his once again, he’s finally found his peace.

as much as i love best dad diluc, im also a believer of unintentionally horrible dad diluc troupe. tonight, i choose violence. didn't do a proper post format for this one because it's just my brainrots a very long one lmao and shit but anyways

tw: horrible parenting, dark content, neglect, unintentional self-harm, abduction, torture (mentioned but not really written in detail), hurt-comfort but mostly hurt ackdjf

words: 2,022 (tf do you mean my brainrot is longer than my usual fics :<??)

single dad diluc who didn't mean to neglect you, his newborn, because he was mourning for his wife, whom he lost while she was giving birth.

single dad diluc who promised her that he'll take good care of you because that was what she'd want. giving you everything was what they both wanted.

single dad diluc who kept repeating to himself that he needs to be strong for the both of you and all he wants is the best for you.

single dad diluc who almost dropped you because you look too much like your mother. the same chubby cheeks, the same eyelashes, the same scrunch of your nose, everything. he almost wanted to look away because all he can see is her and it keeps breaking his poor broken heart. seeing you is a reminder that he had lost her. little does he know, he had lost you too.

single dad diluc who was doing fine at first. he goes to your crib every night, bottle feeds you, does everything perfectly. except he can't look at you for longer than he needs to. he couldn't hold you for more than a few hours. couldn't let you sleep in his arms because he's restless and his continuous movement stirs you awake every time. couldn't hug you to his chest whenever it gets particularly cold, instead he sits in a chair beside your crib, letting his pyro vision do the work. couldn't stay guarding you for too long because his work starts to pile up and the abyss won't kill themselves up. couldn't dote on you the way he wanted to. couldn't push himself to go to you faster when you start crying.

single dad diluc who almost dropped to his knees the moment you open your eyes and he sees the same shade of red. it reminds him that his wife is dead because of him. because what he could give her wasn't enough to keep her alive. if he had been extra careful with her pregnancy, maybe she'd still be alive.

single dad diluc who cursed himself for thinking that she'd still be alive if she didn't give birth to you, if he had chosen to save her instead of you. he runs to the bathroom, vomiting his words literally and figuratively. he digs his nails into the palm of his hand as punishment, shaking his head and shutting his eyes to keep his tears at bay. he repeats to himself that she'd hate him for even thinking of such a thing. heck, hate is too small of a word for what she'd do to him if she finds out that he even thought about that. he swears to himself that if he ever thought about it for a second time that he'd burn himself alive.

single dad diluc slowly starts to leave the responsibility of taking of you to the maids. in some way, he's unaware that the reason he did this is because he didn't want to hurt the both of you further. he didn't want to look at you and think of the worst things a parent would think of their child. you don't deserve any of his anger, so instead of forcing himself upon you, he subconsciously avoids being around you too much.

single dad diluc who didn't get to hear your first words or see your first steps. his eyes widen when he faintly hears your voice in the hallway, wondering when you started to learn how to speak. he watches you play in the vineyard from the window of his office, unaware of the slight clench of his fist whenever you trip or hurt yourself.

single dad diluc who doesn't know that you don't look at him as your dad but just someone who provides you with everything you need. he was never there for you, so he failed to build a connection with you. he's not aware that his presence brings you uneasiness and suddenly you're standing straight and looking right at the ground. you don't look like a child with an indifferent look on your face. anyone can see the tension between the two of you. yet he still doesn't look your way even as he speaks to you about your studies and your day. your fingers dig into your palm, keeping yourself from bursting into tears because all you can see is a stranger who was supposed to be your dad, but he looks nothing like the fathers you see in the city. when he turns away from you to goes back to his office, you silently pray to barbatos, "please, look at me like i actually exist for once." but he doesn't. you let adelinde guide your trembling form into your room, where your pillow catches all the tears you shed.

single dad diluc who barely knows anything about you and feels too ashamed to face you, so he sends you gifts on your birthdays and holidays through adelinde. most of the things he buys aren't exactly what you're interested in, but you learned to not care. at some point, you realize that he'll never look at you for more than a minute. but only because you've never caught him longingly staring at you, wondering when you started to grow up so fast. he sees so much of your mother in you and it's at that moment he realizes how distant he had been from you. he wants to talk to you, to be there for you, but he just couldn't push himself to do so when you don't even look interested. only because he wasn't there when you cried for your dad to save you from a nightmare and never looked at you long enough to see the small hand that was reaching to hold his.

single dad diluc who envies the close bond between you and your uncle kaeya. he wants to be able to approach you like that, but he knows it's not going to be that easy. but he's relieved to know that you're at least getting along with kaeya, the only other family you have.

single dad diluc who tries to follow kaeya's advice when trying to talk to you, but fails miserably and all he ends up doing is making things awkward.

single dad diluc who starts to wonder when you started to go out for so long. every morning, he'd see you venture out the winery by yourself and come home a little later after the sun sets. sometimes, he'd see you in his nightly patrols, fiery eyes making sure you get home safely. sometimes, he has to physically restrain himself from being all over you when he sees the small cuts on your arms and instead tells adelinde to tend to you quickly.

single dad diluc who assumes that you've been getting into ridiculous trouble and that's why you have so many wounds. little does he know, that you've been getting all these wounds from abyss and humans alike, all that have a vendetta against him. but you sealed your lips shut, you didn't want to bother him when he's already too busy at work. instead, you roll your eyes like a brat and brushed his words away, making up lies about teaching a bully a lesson. this irks him more and he questions where you learned how to be so ill-mannered, but he never gets an answer other than your door slamming shut. he never gets to see how you slide down to the floor, silent tears running down your cheeks and your eyes void of any light from exhaustion. you try to distract yourself, unconsciously digging your nails into your thighs until you hiss from pain. if diluc were to see this, he'd see himself when he was young, doing the same thing to get a hold of himself when things become overwhelming.

single dad diluc who accidentally raised his voice when the two of you got into an argument about your sudden disappearances, the amount of wounds on your person and your rebellious behavior. he'd come to regret accusing you of ridiculous things instead of calmly asking where you've been, because the next thing he knows you're stomping your way out of the house, claiming that you don't need his lectures and that you're used to doing things by yourselves. he desperately wants to chase after you, sit you down and tend to your wounds, but your words rendered him frozen. do you really not need him? are you going to leave him once you're of age? he won't be surprised if you did, but the way that you said that so easily makes his heart bleed. he really fucked up, didn't he? all the promises of taking good care of you and giving you the best, he's broken all of them. he's such a fucking terrible father.

single dad diluc who tries to comfort himself by saying that you're just staying at kaeya's. you always go to kaeya's place, you've spent more than a week there before. until the man himself burst into his office with angry eyes, demanding him to get his ass off his chair and help him look for you. he stares at diluc's confused face in disbelief before explaining that you've been missing for almost a week now. suddenly, diluc's world seems black and white and everything sounds muffled. he couldn't hear the sound of his chair getting thrown back from the way he stands up immediately, but he felt the chill from kaeya's voice while telling him everything they currently know. he doesn't remember the urgency in his steps and the authority in his voice when he orders people around to get all the information he needs. all he knows is that he's getting you back no matter what, even if it costs him his life.

single dad diluc who couldn't get a wink of sleep and barely has the time to eat. the faster he works the sooner he'll get you back. he keeps searching and searching and searching, only resting when fatigue catches up to him but immediately going back to his search when he feels the slightest better. every time he closes his eyes for even a minute, all he can see is your baby face from the first time he held you.

single dad diluc who didn't know what to do with himself when they finally found you in an abandoned abyss camp, lying broken on the ground, bleeding and barely breathing. he almost didn't want the healers to touch you from fear that they'll hurt you further. he thanks the archons for having kaeya back there, telling him that you'll need the help of the healers. reluctantly, he let's them carry you away to the cathedral, where he sits at the stone bench with the heels of his hand pressed against his eyes and elbows digging into his knees. if the circumstances were different, kaeya would've teased him from the onslaught of tears coming from his eyes, but he knows now is not the time. so instead, he places a hand on diluc's shoulder, telling him that you're a strong kid, you'll get through this.

single dad diluc who's not religious, but begs barbatos in his head to save you so many times.

single dad diluc who sits by your bed, watching over you by himself and not leaving your side for more than a few minutes. he claims that he wants to take care of you himself. in truth, he just wants to be the first one to see you open your eyes again.

single dad diluc who stares at your sleeping face, seeing his wife once again and turning sour. you got hurt because of him. he almost lost you and it's his fault. everyone he loves are going to disappear and it's his fault. if only he had been more cautious. if only he had searched for you the moment you didn't come home the next day. if only he had chased you when you left the winery.

if only he had been a better father.

I FINALLY FINISHED FIGHTIBG THE RUIN SERPENT (lawd that thing took me like hour 😔, anw barbara carries<3)

Anw um *cough* can i request childhood friends to lover with childe, where yk after a long time childe finally meet with his long lost bestfriend but the reader is a harbinger and so is childe (the reader rank is higher than him). The reason why childe never know that the reader is his long lost bestfriend bcz his identity is very closed (and he always uses his work name like tartaglia ballader etc.)

Anw m!reader since i kinda wanna feel masculine 🏃‍♂️. Ty² i hope the request isn't really confusing ehe

BARBARA IKUYO

Anyways, yeah this was a fun request to write!! I finally get to write a male reader ask!!

I love this one so much i put alot of my fluff abilities on writing it so i hope it actually is fluffy

-ˋˏ✄— Dear Fellow Harbinger

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Tartaglia x Reader

Pronouns: he/him

"Alas, we meet again, like the water from the ocean raining down on land."

CW: Childe story spoilers!

.navigation. // .genshin impact masterlist.

Childe recalled a time where he was just Ajax, a curious boy who wished to travel the world with his best friend.

It was an innocent thing, he and the boy who'd once tag along with his antics, sneaking out of their homes to see what the noise by the woods were, or what the Zapolyarny palace looked up close.

It was an innocent thing, their friendship was.

Now, his feet leave bloody footsteps in its wake, as he moved away from the once lively pact of hilichurls that stood in his path.

Blue eyes, dull and half lidded, scanned his surroundings as he approached the Zapolyarny palace.

It looked better afar, he thought. Where you wouldn't be able to feel the harsh cold, colder than the snow and ice.

"Why must I be tasked to this?" He mumbled, scratching his head, scarf fluttering behind him in the wind as he stepped up the stairway. "Harbingers working together? What does the Tsaritsa expect to obtain from such a horrible mix?"

It was true, he had never met the first Harbinger of the Fatui, and even if rumours said he was more bearable than the others, he was still a Harbinger.

Pierro, the first Fatui Harbinger, was just a mere child when the title was given to him by the Fatui. The Tsaritsa had taken him in, trained him and raised him as her own, even letting him play outside, under the watchful eyes of agents hidden around corners.

"You will be woriking alongside Pierro during this task, Tartaglia. He was allowed to choose his ally, and he chose you." He remembered the Tsaritsa's order.

Pierro, "the fool". His title truly matched him.

Why would the first ask for the eleventh when there were nine more above him?

His steps grew heavy, and he'd admit only to himself that he was the slightest bit nervous.

Pierro, the first Fatui Harbinger, asked for his presence.

He neared the door to the first's office, the mark of the Fool embedded high above him.

Pierro, the fool, was right behind this door.

He knocked, knuckles tapping at the door three times, before a voice on the other side granted permission to enter.

He opened the door, entering the room and closing it behind him.

Pierro, the most feared out of the Fatui excluding the Tsaritsa, was behind him.

"Tartaglia," Pierro greeted, and he turned.

Nervous blue met exhausted e/c, and it was like he was Ajax again.

Pierro, the boy who'd once promise him to be by his side for eternity, was there.

His eyes widened, and his breath hitched.

A name echoed in his head.

Pierro, Pierro, Pierro—

No, that wasnt it.

Y/n, he remembered.

Y/n, Y/n, Y/n!

Y/n L/n—!

He choked back a sob.

─𖠄࿐

"Ajax," he greeted once again, a smile brighter than his eyes and softer than his words. "It's nice to see you again."

The man before him stiffened, eyes wide as his hand shakily raised to point at him.

"Y—Y/—" he stuttered, not being able to let word out.

"Come on, Ajax, we've talked about stuttering," an innocent head tilt, as if he wasn't a feared Harbinger, as if he wasn't the Fool of the Fatui, as if he wasn't Pierro.

It was as if they were both eight all over again.

Childe took a step forward, before he found himself sprinting towsrds the shorter/taller male.

A knee on his desk, he leaned forwards, closer to Y/n and—

"Ow!" A slap to the face—

"H—huh?" And arms wrapped tightly around him before ginger hair covered his view.

Childe, leaning over the wooden desk, had wrapped his arms around Y/n, head burried on his neck as if he hadn't slapped him moments prior and wasn't shaking in his shoes.

"I'm getting mixed signals from you," Y/n lightly joked, but reciprocated the hug.

Feeling his friend's arms around him, Childe let out a breathy laugh, holding the e/c boy he'd once dance in the snowy fields with.

"You're such an ass," Childe chuckled, pulling back a bit just to cup Y/n's face, tears streaming down his face.

Y/n's face burned, but he chuckled at Childe.

"How—how long have you been here? Did you know I was here? What—what happe—" a finger to his lips shushed the ginger, and Y/n gave a tired sigh.

"It's a really long story." He glanced shyly at his side, and Childe squeezed his cheeks.

"Ow— hey!"

"Sorry, sorry, it's just that..." Childe slowly neared him.

"Are you alright, Ajax?"

Hushed voices, whispers against each other's lips.

"I haven't seen you in a decade, Y/n," Childe muttered, eyes filled with sorrow and relief. "And now you're here, as the first Fatui Harbinger, as Pierro—"

—as the boy who had given him a makeshift crown of snowy flowers.

"I'm sorry," Y/n whispered. "I'll make it up to you."

"Then promise me," lips an inch apart, Ajax whispered. "Promise me you wouldn't break our promises from years ago. All of them."

"I promise my pinky on that."

"You better."

Gripping his collar, Ajax pressed their lips against each other, his other hand moving down from Y/n's face to squeeze at his side.

It was an innocent thing, their love was.

─𖠄࿐

"Y/n, Y/n!" Ajax called out to his friend. "Let's make a pinky promise!"

"What for?" The boy asked as he sat on the frosty ground.

"Let's promise to stay together forever!"

Y/n smiled, lifting his hand up with only his pinky finger raised.

"Then let's pinky promise!"

"Yay!!"

─𖠄࿐

"Let's get married someday, Y/n." Ajax told him one winter night.

"Huh? What's that?"

"Marriage! Momma said that you marry the person you love the most!"

"Aww, you love me the most?"

"Of course!"

"Then alright, let's get married someday!"

"Pinky promise?"

"I promise my pinky on that!"

"Haha, you better!"

—PATCHWRK !

Ya'all better support this bitchass if not im gonna combust <333

YOU BEING DRUNK FEAT: childe, zhongli, diluc

CHILDE

childe had just gotten back from a longgg work trip

and what'd know! he brought back some expensive ass wine, and you thought you'd treat yourself to some

well one glass turned into two, then four, and here you are seven glasses in and you weren't doing so good

ontop of that wine, you had also been enjoying a few shots of firewater that childe brought back from his visit home

so the surprise on childe's face when he walks in and finds you draped over the coffee table with the whole bottle of wine in hand, he can connect the dots

probably laugh at you

when you're slurring your words, he'll mock you and do the cheek-pulling thing "i have the groceries!" childe had just gotten home after his late-night trip to the grocery store in order to pick up a few things for tomorrow's breakfast. "oh!" he stood in the kitchen noticing the empty firewater container and the wine bottle in your hand, and he couldn't hold it in anymore and just fucking starts giggling and cackling. "what have you gotten into dear y.n!" he drops off the brown bag he was carrying in his hand to come to your aid, but instead of words you let out lazy mumbles and sniffles. "ill get a cold rag, stay here" just as he was getting up, he heard the start of more sniffling that turned into you bawling your eyes out. "do--on't leaVe" your voice was cracking and you were sniffling in between words, but he still understood you. in fact, he thought it was quite cute when you were drunk and just let your mouth have no filter(in private ofc). "im here y.n, im here" you simply just laid in his arms drooling on him as you passed out by his legs. childe may or may not have taken a few pictures with his camera, he'll show you in the morning. he soon moved you to your bed, where you awoke the next morning with the worst headache and hangover sickness. you could only recall half of what happened last night, but you knew once childe heard you stirring awake, he'd come and tease you about it, and you were right. "i never knew you were so clingy!" he said as you both sat at the table, you eating cereal with messy hair and dark under eyes. "you know you should get drunk more often!" you weren't in the mood for his teasing and laughing so early in the morning, so you simply just shot him a glare and he smiled as he talked about his work trip and just how happy he was to be home.

ZHONGLI

he'd honestly probably lecture you the morning after

he just wants to keep you safe (maybe idk)

but, he knows just how to take care of you, and makes sure that the hangover the next morning won't be that bad

still kind of annoyed at you though

but it was ventis birthday today, and wherever venti was, alcohol was

so you and zhongli showed up to celebrate of course!

and no surprise, you got drunk, so now zhongli has to drag you back home and take care of you. he noticed how you started acting loose as the night went on. being flushed, clumsy and touchy, a little too much for his tastes. so now, he just needed to get you home. "y.n, i think it's time we need to go." you were talking with kaeya, venti, and childe about memories from the past years, so not wanting to leave you tried to bargain with him "just 10 more minutes, kay?" cocktail in hand, you gave him a smile...yea you were drunk. "y.n, let's go you can call them in the morning." you let out an annoyed groan, not wanting to leave yet. "mr. zhongli! here, you can go home and ill drive y.n home in an hour! they'll be back twelve sharp sir!" it's not that zhongli didn't trust you, there was just a dangerous aspect seeing how 3/4 of the people here were already drunk out of there minds. and all the people who'd be willing to take you home were drunk. "thanks for the offer ajax, but i think y.n needs to head home. they have work in the morning." did you? nope. but zhongli thought as long as you're drunk, you'd believe him. and what'd you know! he was right. "well, i can call in sick rightttt" you were now leaning on zhongli, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, trying to persuade him into letting one of your friends drive you home. "and plus! it's venti's birthday, one day wouldn't hurt liii" the nickname caught him by surprise, but he wasn't letting you off that easy. "i hope you know i'm not above dragging you out of here y.n." you frowned and turned to venti, giving him the cocktail you'd been holding. "bye guys..." you frowned intensely hoping zhongli would see that and let you stay, nope. you guys got in the car and you just started fuck bawling your eyes out. "AUHUHUHUH *sniff* UHUHAHU" you were throwing a whole fit in the passenger set of your boyfriend's car "YOU'RE SO MEANN AUHUHAHA" kicking and screaming just like a child, it was funny to zhongli causing him to smirk a bit. the fit kept on until you guys were halfway home, and when zhongli pulled into the driveway, you were fast asleep (or passed out) on your own lap. folded over. he wonder how you could sleep like that. but regardless he carried you into the bed and took off your shoes, and clothes, and placed you into your pajamas. then just tucked you in. he enjoyed moments where he could find the time to just take care of you, even if it meant having to lecture you in the morning about throwing fits and getting drunk on a tuesday night, but that could wait. instead, he got a rag and cooled down your flushed face, then left a glass of water for you to drink. "fuck...." you woke up, hair in an absolute mess, nose stuffy, and fucking thirsty. and zhongli heard you as you stirred awake and came to your aid. "this is what happens when you get drunk." he opened the bottle of nausea medicine on his bedside table and gave you one. you were very lucky to have him. "you know, getting drunk can lead to multiple brain....." he started to lecture you, it'd become his habit.

DILUC

he's had to deal with multiple drunk clients, so naturally, he's veryy good at it

but still gets kind of annoyed with you for doing it, like bro wtf?

and you did it, right in front of him too. in his own tavern. in public

well lets just say you and kaeya got into a drinking game, diluc knew you had some self-control, but that self-control gets washed away with kaeya.

and he was right

you guys are about to pass you, burping and nauseated but still pushing the limits.

diluc didn't even take a good look at you until now.

your face is basically tomato red and laughing along with kaeya

he blames the whole thing on kaeya "one more round pleaseeeee" you say, laughing right afterward with kaeya. diluc turns to face you, and let's just say he's not the happiest. "..kaeya leave." kaeya laughs it off, then grabs your arm to continue your drinking game somewhere else. well, that was until diluc intervened. grabbing your other arm "y.n, you're staying here until i'm done. i'll talk with you later." you turned to kaeya for help with the now very angry diluc. and kaeya was no help, just waving you off as he left in search of a new tavern to push the limits. "eat these." he pushed crackers your way and kept on dealing with knights and what-not around the tavern. you were surprised venti wasn't there that night. if so then you'd be able to have a free way of stealing wine from behind the counter. you started on the crackers thinking of a way to get more beer or wine from diluc without him noticing. but, why not just ask him! he loves you after all! "dilllucccc" you said, head laying in your arms "yes y.n?" he wasn't facing you due to him serving another customer, but he still heard you nonetheless "one more *hic* wine please!" waving your hand side to side lazily so he would pay attention "y.n, you've had enough already. you're turning into that green bastard poet." he waved you off, cleaning glasses while taking orders. "bUT-" and here the waterworks go, yea... "you said-!" "y.n.... here, have some water." he handed you a cup which you just stared in the water with your tears mixing in with the water. "ill close the tavern early and we can get home, ok?" "ok!" and back to your perky self, bipolar much?

this shit rough af, but im to lazy to fix it soo👍👍 pocket lent if u guess what my old blog was💖

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