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𝐠𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: diluc, kaeya, albedo, zhongli, xiao, childe, scaramouche, dainsleif, aether, kazuha and tohma

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: he hasn't gotten his daily fill of attention, and if getting it means breaking a vase, then so be it. give him attention damn it.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): none! just attention whore men lmao

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: gender neutral

𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: quiet ー flovry

this is pretty rushed, i felt drowsy so i apologize if i got any characters wrong

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐔𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐎

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂, despite his stoic and grumpy disposition, is quite affected by your lack of attention to him. He knows it's immature, but he wants you to smother him with your love. Diluc's been touch-starved for so long, and he's practically gotten addicted to your affection at this point.

So he'll do what he does bestーstare holes into your soul until you look at him. By the time you do, you nearly jump out of your skin. Diluc looks ready to commit homicide at a moment's notice.

When you finally give him a nice kiss on the cheek and hug him close, it's hard to tell the difference, but you can see the happy sparkles in his eyes. There's no visible smile on his face, but the way his eyes light up is enough to give away how happy he feels.

𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 may seem like he's not affected by your sudden lack of affection, but it later clicks in his head that you haven't given him your daily torrent of kisses. In fact, you haven't given him that much of your attention at all.

He surprises you when he suddenly just hugs you from behind, his arms practically swallowing your frame. The thing is, he refuses to let go, breathing in your scent, and let out content sighs, his deep voice slipping out on occasion with each breath. It's his way of being clingy and mopey.

You finally sit on his lap while you pepper his face with kisses, and tell him how handsome he is and how smart he is, and endless praises fall from your mouth, lovingly baby-talking him, and Zhongli eagerly eats it up with a content smile.

𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 has been touch starved for so long, and once he got a taste of your affection, he became addicted, wanting more of your kisses, but being too shy to ask for even a simple cheek kiss. So it quite obviously affects him if you haven't paid him any attention.

He'll stare at you, not breaking his gaze for anything, and won't stop until you turn to him. When you're walking about, he'll come from behind you and embrace you, tightly. He'll stay quiet for several moments, basking in your presence to fill up his attention gauge. When he does eventually speak, he softly asks you if he hurt you in any way, and you have to reassure him that he didn't anything wrong.

His stoic face, similar to Diluc, doesn't give away his feelings, however, there is a small smile upon his lips as you pepper his face with kisses while playing with his hair and letting out the occasional praise of how cute he is, of how handsome your Dainy is, and so on. He'll refuse to let you go for some time after that.

𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍, 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 is a stinky and cunning bastard, he'll often talk, with you right there, about how mean and neglecting his s/o is, not giving him kisses or hugs, leaving him all alone and brokenhearted. You're so close to smacking him for being such a stinky smooth-talker.

He can and will blow hot air onto your ear, and pull away with a smug smirk as if he didn't just fluster the hell out of you. He'll continue this behavior, along with poking and prodding at you like it's nothing. Hell, Kaeya will even do the ' I'm not touching you ' just to see your reactions.

When you crack and eventually hold him close, Kaeya will have a very smug smirk as he hugs you back while ruffling your head. Don't try him, he'll just turn the tables on you. He knows damn well what he's doing after all.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 is quite the touchy and handsy young man, always having his hands on you, not caring who is watching. He loves having his hands all over you and is constantly giving you kisses as well. So he doesn't take it too well when you stop paying attention to him.

He can and he will drape himself on you, whining about how cruel and heartless you are, and clings onto you. He rubs his cheek against the top of your head as he squishes you close to him. Childe is acting likeーwell, a child.

When you get tired of his whiny ass, he will refuse to let you go, demanding payment for making him go through that hell. You deadpan at his demands, but go along with it as you ruffle his hair and press a kiss on his nose, while he eagerly smiles and soaks up the attention.

𝐓𝐎𝐇𝐌𝐀, similar to Childe, is also quite the touchy and physically affectionate man, loving the feeling of your skin against his hands. He loves holding your hand as well, as it lets him keep you close to him. Tohma also loves giving and receiving kisses as well, so you know that he's going to act offended should you not pay attention to him.

Tohma will act like a damn widow, fake sobbing and whining about how his s/o isn't giving him the love he deserves, and how they've neglected him so much. If you don't want the entirety of Inazuma to hear his whines, then you'd better drag his ass back inside. Even then good luck, since he'll continue to be a drama queen about not getting your attention.

You finally had enough of his whiny ass and kissed him, hard. Tohma was frozen for a very long time, even after you've pulled away. Then it slowly clicks in his head, and he starts getting redder and redder and hides his face in his hands. He refuses to look in your eyes and ends up being the flustered one instead.

𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 is such a brat about your affections; he'll hiss at you to quit it and swat you away, but later attempt to cling to you as you're busy doing your business. He may act like a brat but he's your brat, and he's the only one who gets your kisses. So he's pissed when you stop paying attention to him.

He'll give you the death stare the entire time you're not paying attention to him, and you're just deadpanning while he burns holes into your very soul. Archons forbid you to pay attention to anyone elseーhe's practically seething. Scara will march right over, and yank your hand and slap it onto his head.

You're pretty irritated because of how moody Scara is, but you just go along with it and begin to rub his head. His once irritated face has now turned into one of soft happinessーit's almost unnerving. But he's like a cute kitty, so you'll let him get away with itーthis time.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐓

𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 is such a sweetheart that melts under your touch and kisses, and he lives for it. He also loves returning these affections as well, wanting you to know how much he loves you as well. But you really must not know how much he craves your affection because if you stop your affections, he gets antsy.

Aether is understanding if you're not in an affectionate moodーwork does take a toll on people so it's not far-fetched that you haven't kissed him in a while. But he starts to overthink, concerned if he did something wrong that upset you, and it starts to echo around his mind. So he begins to become more and more worried and has the saddest face everーlike a sad puppy.

You feel so bad that your lack of attention and affection hurt Aether in this way, so you spend a nice majority of time reassuring him and pressing comforting kisses all over his face. He's such a kind baby.

𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎 isn't as physically affectionate or just affectionate in general as some would like, but you don't mind. You like giving him a kiss before he's off to his lab, and another to his cheek when you come to visit. He hums whenever you do so, as it feels nice and he appreciates the gesture.

At first, Albedo isn't all too bothered without the presence of your attention and affections. He does have the habit of staying up in his lab for extended periods of time after all. But if it continues, even with him being physically present, then he gets a bit salty. Not in a rude way, but more so that he just wants your attention after all that harsh lab work, and you're not sparing him a glance.

He's pretty blunt about it too, but even you don't fail to notice to subtle hurt look in his eyes. He's satisfied with your frantic answer that you didn't mean anything by it, but he won't leave until he gets your attention. You award him with a sweet kiss that lasts a few good seconds then pull away and smile.

𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 isn't all that familiar with affection, especially that of the physical kind. Particularly the hugs and kisses that you've introduced him to. Of course, you make sure that you're not pushing the yaksha beyond his limits and gauging how comfortable he is. He doesn't say it often, but he enjoys the gentle brush of your fingers against his cheek as you kiss the tip of his nose.

At first, Xiao just thinks that your lack of attention is just due to you being a troublesome human and seems to brush it off. But the longer he goes without your affection or attention, the more his thoughts begin to blame him. Xiao begins to wonder if he said something particularly harsh that hurt your feelings and begins to think that it's all his fault that this happened.

When you noticeーno, see how down Xiao has become, you worry that his karmic debt has become too unbearable today, so you begin to worry and fuss over him. When he finally tells you that it isn't his karmic debt, but rather, he thinks that he's pushed you away because you haven't paid him any mind. You blinkーonce, twice, before hurriedly reassuring him that it isn't his fault before you hug him close and kiss his forehead.

Xiao's pretty cute when he pouts like thatーcomplete with his blushing too.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 is such a sweet and kindhearted man, quietly accepting your physical affections with a soft blush adorning his cheeks. If you didn't know any better, you'd think that he'd almost purr, like a content cat. He rests his head on your chest as you play with his hair and whenever he wants to be embraced.

The ronin isn't visibly upset by the lack of your attention, as he keeps his usually emotionless expression on. But to those who know him best, they can see that after some time that he starts to look a bit dejected and sad without your usual kisses. He just looks like a dejected puppy at this point.

But he won't idle around, so he'll stride up to you, and softly ask if he did anything wrong, or if he hurt you in some way. You blink before you apologize for accidentally neglecting him, and offer to make it up to him. He perks up excitedly at the thought of getting lots of kisses and head rubs.

He's such a cutie.

through the fire and back again.

masterlist!

# — pairing(s): aether, kazuha x gn!reader

# — characters: gender neutral reader, kazuha, aether, paimon, raiden shogun/ei/baal, gorou

# — summary: a request from @lovely26: "reader pushing aether and kazuha (separate) from baal's attack during the archon quest."

# — warnings: archon quest spoilers!!, hc/drabble format, violence, injury, swearing

# — tags: canon compliant, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

# — notes: my first ever req on this blog !! i love this a lot bc this particular scene made me cry, like i love kazuha so fuckin much, dude :( i hope you like it and, as always, rbs and reactions are always appreciated!

✧ — 𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 — ✧

you got into a fight with aether that morning.

in hindsight, you feel terrible knowing that you just added more weight to his shoulders. he was working himself to the bone day in and day out, even if it was reluctant on his part. you could only watch as aether tightened his fists behind his back each time he was given a new task. even when you tried to lighten the load for him, he would brush you off with a half-hearted smile, mumbling his apologies into your skin whenever he got the chance.

something was wrong and it was only getting worse.

the morning it happened, you tried to stop aether from doing anything. you begged him to just sleep in for once -- to allow himself a moment to just breathe, even if it was for a second. when he refused, you became desperate.

"aether, i don't want you to hurt yourself out there!" you cried, frustrated tears forming on your lashes. "please just listen to me for once, i just--"

the traveler yanked his hand out of yours. he was fully glaring at you now, not a single ounce of mirth or kindness swimming in his golden eyes. it terrified you. "if you try to stop me from making progress one more time," he hissed, "then we're going to have to end this."

and that was the end of that. you gaped at his back as he left and couldn't muster up the courage to find him in fear of losing what little happiness you had left. you stewed in your indignation for the rest of the day until the sky began to crackle.

it was as if the air itself was laced with pure electricity. in the land of electro, that should have been a good omen, but to you, it only made your stomach drop lower than you have ever felt it. perhaps it was because you hadn't seen aether all day, but whenever supernatural things occurred, he was usually at the center of it all. you dropped what you were doing and let your feet carry you as fast as they could.

only the archons would know why you ended up at tenshukaku. when you saw the backs of the resistance as they waited on the steps, you sprinted over to general gorou, who grabbed your shoulders with thinly veiled panic in his eyes. "what are you doing here?" he asked, gently pushing you backwards. "if aether finds out that you're here--"

"he won't do a thing," you said, holding your ground. "something felt off, and now i'm here. you know i can fight, so at least let me help."

you were half-lying. while you possessed a hydro vision and could most definitely fight -- kazuha could attest to your skills -- that's not what you were there to do; you were there to collect aether and get him to safety. gorou eyed you warily. you could tell he was trying to figure out whether or not he should let you stay.

it was no secret that you were the legendary traveler's most important person; unfortunately that title preceeded you. you hated that people thought aether was your knight in shining armor. you were just as good a fighter as he was, and the only reason he'd made it this far was because you had his back. you didn't flinch as gorou scanned you closely before he sighed.

"fine," he let go of you and pointed to the entrance to tenshukaku. "we're on standby. stand at the front by kazuha and be ready. clear?"

"crystal."

after taking your position beside kazuha, you didn't have to wait much longer. you were right to be on edge; the sky became impossibly dark over the shogun's residence, and the thunder threatened to deafen you. you saw kazuha flinch and cover one of his ears with a hand beside you. before you could check on him, gorou suddenly gave the order to advance. you're confused, but you obey.

you see him at the top of the stairs. he's staggering as he makes his way out, but he looks relatively unharmed. you release a breath you didn't know you were holding and open your mouth to call his name, but as soon as you do, the hairs at the back of your neck stand at attention.

you will never be able to explain what you saw that day.

you'd heard of the musou no hitotachi in stories, but never in your life had you ever thought you would see it before you like this. reality itself seemed to tear apart before your very eyes, revealing nothing but an ominous violet eye. it's quickly replaced by the raiden shogun, who lunges out of it at breakneck speed. the soldiers around you are stunned into silence as they watch who the shogun is aiming for.

no. no, no, no, no.

she's aiming for aether.

she's going to kill aether.

things go blank after that. maybe your body moved purely on instinct and mind-numbing adrenaline, because really, everything is a blur.

you hear kazuha's choked gasping until suddenly it's not there anymore. you're not there anymore. you don't exactly know when and how you got here, but you've shoved yourself between aether and the shogun's blade, taking the full force of her attack.

there's so much to feel in this moment. part of you recognizes the feeling of raw power and determination; the very same sensation you felt the day you received your vision. you dimly, very, very dimly feel aether's mortified stare burning holes through your skin. if you had the chance, you'd laugh at how stupid he must look.

but the most obvious thing you feel is pure agony.

you were quick to activate your vision to somehow soften the blow of the shogun's blade, but as everyone with common sense knows, hydro and electro don't mix. and as expected of the electro archon, her strikes are powerful -- your arms rightfully feel as though they're going to fall off.

they can't. you know that that's no longer your decision to make, but if you fall here -- if you lose this stand-off -- who will protect aether? who will love him in your stead? with a sharp cry, you pour all your strength into pushing the shogun's blade up and away from your body, ignoring the way you can feel blood starting to soak your hands. perhaps the hydro archon took pity on you, because you successfully parry the raiden shogun's blade.

there's no time to celebrate. immediately, the shogun's shocked expression smooths itself out and she lunges again -- for you, this time. she'd clearly done it with intent to kill, because you barely managed to block the strike, and the strength of it sent you flying back down the stairs, where the resistance soldiers barely managed to catch you.

after that... well, you don't know what happened after that. when you come to, you're laying in an unfamiliar futon bed. you blink rapidly, groaning when the sunlight nearly blinds you. to say that you're in pain would be a vicious understatement. your arms are stiff and numb, your ears are ringing, and every breath you take feels like someone is cutting at your insides with each inhale.

you cough, wincing at the metallic taste in your mouth. the events in front of tenshukaku plays out once more in your head, and you groan again, louder this time. intervening and basically stopping the musou no hitotachi would be a fun story to tell people once you've recovered, but as of right now, you feel nothing but regret.

the regret is quickly replaced by relief, though. because at the end of the day, you managed to save aether's life. surely, you tell yourself, he retreated with the resistance after that incident. you smile bitterly as you remember the argument you had before. maybe he hates you for getting in his way like that, but you could make peace with that; so long as he's alive then--

"you're awake! traveler, they're awake!" a high-pitched voice cuts through the persistent ringing. you can't move your neck too much, but you manage to turn enough to see who yelled. it's paimon. she's frantically looking between you and the sliding door. "paimon's so glad you finally woke up!"

"finally?" you croak. "what are you--?"

a pair of footsteps stops near paimon before there's a soft thud and a sudden weight on your torso. you crane your neck up a little to get a better look at your visitor. as soon as you spot golden hair, your lungs close, forcing you to cough.

"oh, paimon will go get water! paimon'll be right back!" the little fairy disappears into her cloud of stars. she returns quickly and helps you sit upright to drink the water, but makes the sudden decision to leave you alone with aether.

the silence is so loud.

you have no idea what to say to him. the last time you'd spoken, he was threatening to break up with you. you were already prepping yourself for the post-break up healing process, so why..?

"it's been three weeks." aether finally speaks. he looks up at you, his eyes red-rimmed and watery. was he... crying just now? "you were asleep for three weeks."

wow. there's a lot to unpack. you say the first thing that comes to mind.

"why are you," you pause for a second to cough, "here? i figured you'd break up with me."

aether grimaces. you wonder what's going through his head. you continue: "if you still want to break up, then..." you suddenly feel a new pain blossoming in your chest. it brings you to tears faster than any cut ever could. "i won't stop you, i--"

"you wake up from a three week long coma after saving my life and you think i'm just going to dump you?" aether looks horrified by your words. stray tears drip from his eyes. "i visited every single day after--" he chokes up. "after what happened. i'm sorry; i shouldn't have been so mad at you, i know you were just looking out for me, and i-- archons, this is all my fault--"

you cut him off then. "aether, i saved your life because i wanted to." you rasp. breaking up or not, the fact remains that you are wholeheartedly in love with the traveler from beyond the stars. you would do it again in a heartbeat -- suffer the same wounds over and over and over if it meant that he got to live another day. "i did what i did because i love you; no other reason."

aether sniffs and avoids eye contact. you can tell him it's not his fault all you want, but that probably won't change a thing for him. you can't convince him otherwise either -- not in this state. you're bruised, battered, and numb; you're not in any position to tell him to stop worrying. but that won't stop you from trying. "c'mere." you beckon him over.

he does as you say.

"a little closer."

he's a few feet away now.

"just a liiiiittle closer, c'mon."

aether hesitantly obeys. he's close enough that you can feel his shaky breathing. you rest your forehead on his, suppressing a hiss of pain from the movement.

"i love you." you whisper. you can sort of see him flinch. "i'm glad you're okay."

there's a long pause before aether chuckles shakily. "that's my line," he whispers back. "i'm sorry. i'm so, so sorry. i don't know what i can do to make it up to you, i--"

"don't do anything," you interrupt. "i don't want anything from you. just stay alive; that's all."

aether sighs. "...that's all?"

"that's all."

✧ — 𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚 — ✧

despite being one of the most level-headed people you have ever met, kazuha somehow also manages to be one of the most reckless.

granted, he almost always had a reason, but that didn't change the fact that you developed a fear that his recklessness would get him killed someday.

it didn't help that kazuha used his anemo vision to his advantage each time, channeling the element to boost his speed whenever he needed it. you sometimes wished you could hide it from him, but it was obvious why that was a terrible idea.

as a compromise, you decided to aid him in his ventures. you figured that so long as you were present, you could, at the very least, pull him out of danger at the last second; your own electro vision granted you enough speed to match him at times. you relied on your own battle prowess to keep up with your boyfriend -- something he greatly appreciated.

because the last thing you would ever do is clip the wings of someone like kazuha. you may as well be the updraft that keeps him in the air.

the fact remains, however, that you will lag behind him at times. kazuha is trained to be quick -- to avoid the eyes of others. his quick thinking is what usually leads him to victory most of the time, even in a pinch. so sometimes, you don't even get the chance to help before he's finished the job.

"you're too fast, kazuha," you panted one day after training with him. "what if you get hurt?"

kazuha hummed, tapping the hilt of his katana. "what guides me through battle is not the possibility that i may fail, but that i will succeed without a scratch."

you frowned at him. "and what if i can't be there to help you when you need it the most?"

bandaged fingers hooked themselves under your chin gently, tilting your head up. kazuha leaned in and kissed you with all the gentleness of a passing breeze. "you are always with me," he said. "and if i may be completely honest, i would much rather be hurt than watch you injure yourself on my behalf."

you couldn't say anything to that.

all you could do was hone your skills.

if you were faster, stronger, more agile, maybe you could keep up with him -- surpass him, even. kazuha thought your desire to be better than him was endearing, but he accepted the challenge. he trained alongside you as often as he could, and you found that you started to make progress.

you were quicker during hilichurl ambushes and fatui run-ins, but if neither of you broke a sweat, you felt it didn't count. you somewhat longed for the day you could completely protect kazuha with your new skills and brag about how much better you were.

when you got your chance, however, your self-imposed competition was the last thing on your mind.

to bear witness to the musou no hitotachi was an honor, especially as a citizen of inazuma. especially as an electro vision holder, you felt as though you could someday produce something of your own -- something as legendary as the raiden shogun's musou no hitotachi.

it was a childish dream, but vision holders are, after all, known for their ambition.

your heart all but stops as you watch the raiden shogun target the blonde traveler. you'd grown close to him during his time here, and whenever you weren't training or helping the resistance on the front lines, you were asking him how you could help him find his lost sister. he opened up to you and you to him, and you thought it safe to say that you'd found a truly close friend in him. but as he -- and the rest of the resistance -- looked death straight in the face, you found yourself paralyzed.

this wasn't what you trained for. this wasn't what you dedicated all your time to. you were supposed to be like the very lightning that you commanded and yet here you were, as stagnant as the air you breathed.

move. move!

a sudden gust of wind from your left nearly knocks you to your feet. you finally get your body to move, hoping to see what just happened. you don't see what produced that wind, but you immediately know who.

you whirl around to see kazuha resisting the shogun, his own blade suddenly looking flimsy as he tries his hardest to push it back. your stomach threatens to rid itself of it's contents when you notice the electro vision glowing beneath his own. somehow, kazuha managed to reactivate tomo's vision and is using both to save the traveler.

it's enough to startle everyone, even the shogun, but it's not enough.

while he does successfully manage to push the shogun back, he also succeeded in making himself a target. again, the shogun strikes, this time he sword aimed right for kazuha's chest.

you're actually not sure how you managed to get there in time. kazuha did it with the help of two visions, but you? you only had the one. perhaps it was all the electricity in the air that came to your aid when you needed it the most. you felt as though you became a stray bolt of lightning for a split second, rushing in front of kazuha in the nick of time.

as for the plan? there was no plan. you just knew you needed to keep kazuha safe. that's been your main goal for months: to keep kazuha alive. you force yourself between kazuha and the raiden shogun's blade just in time, but you don't bring your blade up in time to send it away. you barely hear kazuha's shattered cry of your name before your world begins to warp itself. after that... you don't remember what happened very well.

you're suddenly forced back down the stairs with kazuha, but you don't exactly know how you got there. there's screams and battle cries coming from every which direction and you can just barely make out the figures of the resistance soldiers advancing on tenshukaku, but only one voice stands out.

"...no, no, not again, not again!"

it's kazuha, you realize. even as your consciousness fades, you hear him yelling your name.

when you come to, the first person you see is gorou.

he's leaning on the wall with his arms crossed and eyes closed, his ears flicking every so often as he listens for any signs of trouble. the haze of your mind doesn't clear itself completely, but you squint at him, wondering why he's keeping watch over you. gorou's ears suddenly go completely still and his eyes fly open, fixing themselves on you. "you--"

"uh, good morning?" you wince at the sound of your voice.

gorou blinks a few times. you can't see it from here -- there's too many painkillers in your system for you to make sense of anything -- but his tail begins to wag upon seeing your face. "don't strain yourself," he calls as he exits, "let me go get the healers."

after an extensive check-up and another strong dose of painkillers (since apparently, hydro healing wasn't enough), you think yourself ready enough to ask questions -- ones that gorou hesitates to answer.

he reluctantly informs you that the raiden shogun's blade went straight through you. she was visibly shaken by your sudden presence -- apparently, it must have been because she had intended to kill someone, but it certainly wasn't you. the traveler took advantage of her distraction and rushed her as soon as you went down while kazuha sought medical attention for you as quickly as he could. the doctors said you were lucky that the shogun's blade was fashioned out of pure electro energy. the wound seemed to cauterize itself after being formed; at the time you were impaled, you mostly fainted out of shock. you were severely -- almost fatally-- injured, but you survived.

gorou had a strained smile when he told you everything, his eyes dropping to your bandaged torso.

"in all the time that i've known kazuha," he said, "i've never seen him so shaken before."

you don't ask what that means. instead, you find out firsthand.

after teasing gorou for a few minutes about his constantly wagging tail, he leaves again, presumably to go back to work. he and kokomi must have their hands full after the incident. you lean your head back on the wall and shut your eyes to pass the time, but your peace doesn't last long. your nose suddenly twitches and you open your eyes.

it's kazuha. he's okay.

rather than focus on how he looks, you're preoccupied with the fact that he's standing before you at all. tears of relief spill over almost immediately. "hey," you greet him breathlessly. "how are--"

"are you an idiot?"

what?

"i-i'm sorry?" you barely manage to get the words out. kazuha's voice doesn't sound like it belongs to him. it's rough and abrasive; it's everything he's not. you try to convince yourself that maybe he just needed water or something. that has to be it, right? "what did you say?"

kazuha finally looks you in the eyes but you feel like you're looking at a stranger. his crimson stare is frigid and unforgiving. it's a look that's reserved for people who cross his path -- not you. you jaw shuts with a soft click as he speaks again. "i asked if you were an idiot." his fists tremble at his sides. "you must be, if you were willing to throw yourself in harm's way like that."

is he... is kazuha upset with you? this wasn't the first time you've taken the brunt of his frustration, but your stomsch drops as you suddenly wonder if this would be the last. "i put myself in danger every day, kazuha; what made yesterday any different?"

"yesterday?" kazuha treats the word as though it's offended him personally. "you think that that happened yesterday?"

"yes..? kazuha, where are you going with this--?"

"it's been two weeks." his voice wavers. you see vulnerability creep up on him, nearly bringing him to knees. the knowledge that you've been unconscious for two weeks doesn't shock you (no pun intended) as much as you thought it would considering the severity of your injuries, but it seems that saying it out loud was enough to crack kazuha's entire being. he's lost his usual manner of speech, switching it out for something more straightforward.

"well," you gingerly slide your hand over your abdomen, wincing when you touch the bandaged area, "i'm fine now, so--"

kazuha's beside you in an instant, his fingers locking around your wrist. he's still as swift as the wind he commands. you don't have the strength to pull your hand back, but you whimper quietly when his grip tightens. he lets go immediately. "fine? you call this," he gestures at your body, "fine? you almost died, and you--" kazuha fixes his eyes on your lap. "you think everything is fine?"

clearly, you've misspoken. you don't get to apologize.

kazuha continues, pushing a hand through his hair. "do you have any idea what it's like watching the one you love die before your eyes?"

you don't answer. guilt wires your jaw shut. kazuha's fingers twitch in place. by now, he would've grabbed your hand as means of grounding himself, but he looks almost repulsed by the ides of touching you. almost as though he's afraid of you.

"if you came to my aid because of that foolish challenge, then you're the biggest idiot i have ever known." he grumbles. "if you saw me handle the shogun once, you should have trusted that i would have made it out of there unharmed."

"it's not you i didn't trust, kazuha." you finally find your voice. you don't feel as combative as you sound, but admittedly, you're frustrated by the way kazuha seems to have twisted your motive for doing what you did. "if you were in my position, would you honestly believe that the shogun wouldn't have killed me on the first strike? do you think i help you because i want to be better than you?"

your hackles rise as soon as you finish your sentence. does he really think that little of you? were you alone in your feelings this entire time?

"why else have you been so eager to improve?"

"because i love you, kazuha." your confession is heartfelt, but it lacks the feeling behind it. your body heats up as indignation begins to boil over. "you're not just some rival, you're my lover." you lower your voice. "or at least i thought you were. perhaps i was mkstaken."

that gets kazuha's attention. his eyes are on you in an instant, his expression crumbling. "no, that's not what i--"

"to my knowledge," you hold up a hand, cutting him off, "lovers do what they can to protect each other, even if it meant puttting themselves in grave danger in the way i had. so forgive me for using my new strength to keep you safe -- i didn't realize it would upset you so much."

kazuha grabs your hand and reaches out, cupping your face gently with his free hand, his thumb stroking your cheek. "dove, please, that-- i was just-- i thought i was going to lose you."

you lean into his touch despite yourself. you've never been able to resist him, even when you're furious with him like this. "i thought the same, kazuha," you whisper.

there's a tense silence. the two of you were well-aware that your biggest issue was your overwhelming concern for one another. you knew how deep your love ran for him, but perhaps kazuha underestimated just how far you would go because of it. it's reassuring, knowing that he's not genuinely mad at you, but you can't deny how much he's hurt you just now.

as if he can read your thoughts, kazuha sighs, breaking the silence. "forgive me, my star." he leans forward, pressing his lips to your forehead. he sounds like the kazuha you fell in love with all over again, his words coated with the sweetest honey. "i was out of line. i was just--"

"worried?" you finish his sentence. kazuha nods when he pulls back, his eyes downcast. you think he looks a little like a scolded child. the corners of your lips twitch. "i know all too well how that feels, kazu'. i understand."

"i thought... that you weren't going to wake up."

"i know."

"i thought i was going to be alone again."

there it is. the root of the problem. you hold your other hand out and kazuha takes it, pressing your knuckles to his forehead with a shaky breath. you give a moment to himself. it seems like he's committing your skin to his memory; solidifying the fact that you're really here -- that you didn't leave him behind. the very thought of doing so scared you almost as much as it did him.

"i'm not going anywhere, kazuha." you say. you feel him squeeze your hands tightly. "i'm right here. i always will be."

kazuha doesn't respond for a second. he doesn't move, but you notice his shoulders are shaking. "kazuha--"

"you know," he chuckles, his voice shaking, "i actually can't think of any poetic ways to express my love for you. can you believe that?"

you blink a few times before snorting. "it's a welcome change."

"you wound me, angel." kazuha looks up at you then. his eyes are teary, but none fall. "i love you. thank you for staying alive."

it's spoken like a prayer, soft and reverent. you smile. "i love you too, kazuha. more than you'll ever know." you pat his cheek and he holds your hand in place, pressing fleeting kisses to your palm. "'till death do us part, kazu'."

kazuha hums in agreement. "'till death do us part."

(waaah it's finished! it's not proofread, nor do I know how many words it is, but @lovely26 i do hope you enjoyed it! thanks for the req and thank you everyone else for reading!)

Fluffvember Day 20: Secret Crush

༻Aether༺

You couldn’t get over how amazing this traveling hero was and how cute he was as well, you didn’t even know his name but you still felt like you could go up and help him out with whatever's going on. Currently gushing about him to your friends in Liyue, hanging next to some stairs all scattered about and laughing at your blushy face, teasing you for being so in love. “You don’t even know his name! What if he’s just putting up an act?! What then?!” Shaking your head and starring out into the harbor, “I don’t care that I don’t know his name. He’s not acting, I can tell. From what I’ve seen he just wants his sister back, he would never hurt someone. He’s kind and caring, and more selfless than he should be.”

They all looked at you trying to lighten the mood by asking you what would happen if you met him and what your ideal date would be, all you wanted was to talk to him and help him find his sister. Yes, part of you wanted him for yourself but if it meant him being happy then so be it. You brushed off their comments and stood up, brushing off your clothes and waving them off before teasing them and having them chase after you. “Oh yeah? Come on! After all that teasing it’s more than fair!” Smiling brightly with no care in the world and ran down the steps, carefully to not slip while full of adrenaline.

What you didn’t know what that Aether was coming down from a meeting with Zhongli about Inazuma and its archon, he’d seen you around and you had helped him with the missing posters and with the service. He didn’t expect to hear you singing his praises and defending him so plainly, respecting his goal and what he did. You were beautiful and so kind, when he first met you Paimon teased him for zoning out for a second. Aether heard Paimon laugh at his red cheeks and he leaned against the railing as he processed your confession, replaying your laugh and smile in his mind. Guess his secret crush liked him back.

random modern! au hcs — various! genshin impact x reader ❀

— ft. ; albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, kazuha, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli (separately) x gender neutral!reader

— notes ; FLOOFY FLUFF. just some random modern-ish! au hcs for some characters. in paragraphs. lowercase. arranged alphabetically. these are just my random thoughts! i thought of these at like, 1 am & in sleepy car drives & during class? WC, ≈ 1.5k

— warnings ; some mentions of food, hate / negative comments (but really just in a comfort, barely any hurt kinda way), clothes shopping. nothing much tbh, but pls inform me of anything i may need to add! c:

— a/n ; i finally finished w/ this omg hi hi ! thoma has full custody of my heart ;( no, scratch that, all of these boys own my heart (send help *internally screaming*). <//3 i shall now post this ehe, hope y'all like this !! hav good day everyone <3

ALBEDO is actually unfairly handsome while he’s reading books, somehow especially so whenever they’re recommended by you, he thinks you may like it, or is reminded of you while reading. sometimes you’re just chilling after he’s finished reading for the day, and it’s such a pleasant surprise when he seems to smile more and is more affectionate? he’s a lot softer than usual then for some reason, hmm…

on one day when the two of you are just relaxing together, ALBEDO lends you his sketchbook! you were expecting to see lovely drawings of the beauties of nature and all… but still, it’s a pleasant and rather flustering surprise to see as well many drawings of you. you, his muse who has shown him many of the wonders of life. and so he kisses your cheek, smiling and merely commenting that you are the most beautiful nature has to offer.

you’re not sure whether to be in a surprised or i-definitely-saw-this-coming mood when you see that CHILDE bought that one a-little-bit-too-pricey top you were eyeing… but you daren’t chastise him for it, especially seeing the genuine love in his eyes. shopping with him is always lovely, as he somehow knows what clothes will look great on you (he says all of them will, though. and he’s right btw <3).

on some really early mornings, CHILDE grins at you cheekily as you both discreetly play music in the dead of night even though you both should be sleeping. he grabs your hand, twirls you around though the song doesn’t even match his actions, and pulls you close. and, he stares in your eyes softly, with genuine love—only to smooch you quickly before twirling away and turning up the music to a louder song he prefers… it’s fun jamming to songs of both of your music tastes, dancing like no one’s watching.

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✧…Listen When I Talk : Genshin Impact

warnings // none!

summary // why he just loves listening to your voice.

featuring // Xiao, Childe, Zhongli, Albedo, Tohma, Diluc, Kaeya, Dainsleif, Aether

masterlists // genshin impact + tokyo revengers + haikyuu

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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐆 (𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐔)

You meet him in the most unconventional way when you and your friends decided to try out the new ride in the theme park nearby. Based in South Korea, Disco Pang Pang is a circular ride where people sit at the edge of a circular seating with their arms gripping (in many cases, not for long) the railings - imagine sitting on the inside ring of a doughnut and being spun around at a high speed. There is no seat belt and music is played loudly, while the circular platform spins around and violently bounces the passengers up and down and then side-to-side.

The reader is gender-neutral.

Part of the Fluffvember event hosted by @starglitterz. I’m not the best when it comes to modern au fluff so… I tried to make this as refreshing as possible.

Featuring: Aether, Tartaglia/Childe, Thoma

The DJ seemed to be hell-bent on flinging you off your seat today. Since the start of the Disco Pang Pang ride, you had been thrown across the lap of a tanned man wearing an eyepatch, clung to the leg of a woman with purple twin tails to stop yourself from tumbling around, and had a man wearing a pair of bright red horns on his head wrap an arm around your legs to stop you from flying everywhere.

What kind of predicament will you find yourself in next?

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𝐈'𝐌 𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋! : 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : After our main character, a miserable university student gets into a hit-and-run, she wakes up as the NPC villainess, (y/n) Onigasaki in the world of Genshin Impact. With her knowledge of the game, she tries to survive in Inazuma and live a quiet and peaceful life until Aether arrives; unfortunately, there are some obstacles she has to overcome as the most evil villainess.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 : Ayato, Gorou, Itto, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Teppei, Thoma, Tomoaki, Ayaka, Kokomi, Yoimiya

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 : Romance, humour, reincarnation/transmigration, isekai, reverse harem

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Mentions of death, bloody descriptions, violence, profanity, canon divergent

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : @love-letters-4-u @aliarosella @ya-yeeteth @sweetv4mp @melkxsh @ennikoala @sweetstrawberrybabe @lesnotmiserable @kkokopi-main @pasta-warlord @lesmouche @electr0m1ko @lucas-kun @muzanscumslut @coco-goat-milk @muichiroscarpet @kitsamii @fairlady-ying @blackcatpandora @justlynna @forgotten-blues @creatorofstars @durptwit @setsubon @idealwriting @goatchulu @meepmi​ @sarahyumiko2​ @thedianaclark​ @abvolat​​​

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little things

includes. venti, diluc, xiao, zhongli, childe, kazuha

— venti sits beside your bed, lyre in hand. his fingers pluck a simple lullaby as you grip the edge of his shirt, trying to forget about the nightmare. he’s still alive, breathing with you, and when at last you drift off to sleep, the gentle melody fades away and he presses a soft kiss on your forehead. “sleep well, my love”

— diluc closes the tavern with a flower tucked behind his ear and an old record playing. “dance with me!” you say, and take his hands, dragging him to the center of the room. he blushes when you put his hand on your waist, but he soon falls into the steps as you slow dance in the candlelight, foreheads pressed together

— xiao spends his afternoon trying to catch crystalflies with his hands. he stands on his tiptoes, peering over a low tree branch, and you giggle as he clamps his hands around empty air. “what are you doing?” you ask. leaves cling to his hair, so you run your fingers through his dark locks and watch them fall to the ground. “trying to catch one for you” he grumbles, “because they’re pretty, like you are”

— zhongli leaves you letters sealed with wax slid under the door, left by your bed, or hidden in odd places that only the two of you would look, because he’s always thinking of you. three lines or five paragraphs laced with love to remind you that when it all seems like too much he is there, forever

— childe brings you to the boardwalk to watch the sun slip below the horizon and paint the sky orange and gold. as the last rays of light fade, he wraps an arm around you and pulls you close. “a lot of people get engaged at sunset” he says, slipping a ring on your finger. “do you wanna try it?”

— kazuha lays with his head in your lap, twirling blades of grass between his fingers. “what would i do without you?” he says, gazing up at you. it catches you off guard and your flustered face makes him laugh, high and clear, and he sits up to kiss your lips and feel your smile against his. it has always been the most beautiful thing to him

nightmares

Includes: Childe, Albedo, Xiao

Warnings -> STRONG emotional images (panic attack, spectral hands grasping at character, feeling of overwhelming fear and dread) -> leads to comfort

Synopsis: Nightmares plague the characters sleep and they wake up startled - the reader comforts them 

I’m a SUCKER for painful things man - I want to put them through hell just to pull them back up again … 

Anthology

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It hurts but it hurts so good

—TO CONQUER, TO FREE. xiao pairing. xiao x gn! reader word count. 647 genre. light angst, light fluff, hurt/comfort warnings. mentions of killings (related to xiao’s past), spoilers for xiao’s backstory

nothing. absolutely nothing is wrong with you. —h.l

something most people in liyue don’t know is that xiao has loved you for thousands of years.

they knew that the adeptus has something akin to affection for you, all this time. but an adeptus like him can’t love, right? what do the adepti know about love anyway?

sure, the prime of the adepti, morax, has loved liyue more than anyone can ever imagine. the half-qilin ganyu has learned to find love between the gaps and spaces among the dwellers of liyue. the adepti has shaped the mountains and carved the moon and retained the clouds, all for the love of liyue.

but xiao?

xiao, the conqueror of demons, the golden-winged king… xiao is incapable of love. liyue knows this. xiao knows this. you know this.

the yaksha has slaughtered countless others, blood staining his skin permanently and it seeps through his flesh. how could he ever know how to love?

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hello catte today i present to you: kazuha writing/tracing his name with his fingers on your skin

I'm so so tempted to get h word with this but I shan't bc I'm in the mood for fluff rn––

⠀kjand but fr tho that would be so cute. I think that if he would write his name on your skin, he'd do it super casually, too? And I don't even think you'd recognize that the loops and the swirls he draws on your skin are anything more than simple shapes at first, either.

⠀Like, the two of you could merely be basking in the sun's warmth from the crow's nest on the ship, you half-asleep and Kazuha curling around you. His one arm is cushioning both your head and his while his other is draped around your middle. Even though your eyelids are threatening to close, you begin to see a pattern in the soft movement of his fingers on your skin. The longer you think about it, the more you realize that he's been tracing the same shapes into your skin over and over for the last couple of weeks.

⠀"Kazuha," you say around a yawn. His hand stills, probably surprised you were still awake. "What're you writing?" you ask sleepily, though an eye is open to look up at him.

⠀He blinks, then a smile comes upon his lips. "Hm? Oh, it's nothing to worry about. My hand was merely feeling a bit restless is all. Did I wake you?"

⠀You snort at his poor attempt to redirect the conversation and pull away slightly to look at him better. The hand that was writing on your skin comes to lightly grip you, preventing you from moving too far. When you regard him, your gaze is narrowed, if not still from how drowsy you are.

⠀"You've been writing the same thing on my skin for weeks by now, Kazu."

⠀His smile widens. "Have I?"

⠀You huff in faux anger, but from how he's gently pulling you back into his chest, you know he doesn't intend to tell you soon.

⠀"Rest, love," he hums, pressing a kiss to your forehead, cradling you in his arms. His hand from earlier settles on your middle again. "I'll tell you one day. Maybe."

⠀He chuckles when you scoff, but eventually you bury your head in his chest, and within seconds your breathing evens out and he knows you've truly fallen asleep.

⠀Kazuha sighs in contentment, closing his eyes as he rested his cheek against your head. His hand begins to move again, similar movements that he has indeed been repeating for some time now.

⠀Kaedahara Kazuha, he writes with the tip of his finger. It's a mark of love, an unseen sign of his devotion that only he knows has been written into your skin.

⠀Underneath it, however, he writes something slightly different.

⠀It's your name, so lovingly and carefully scrawled, but instead of the surname you currently use, he writes Kaedahara, instead.

⠀He sighs once more when he thinks about it, his chest warming at the thought. The name he had drawn on your skin isn't just a sign of his love–– it’s a promise, too.

⠀

That's a lot of damage

written in the scars

kazuha x gn!reader

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warnings: mentions of injuries (cuts)

summary: for the first time, kazuha considers staying

it’s hot. even the breeze that blows is warm; which makes the tension in the air between you and the inazuma samurai. you both sit in the grass wordlessly, deep in thought. your eyes wander to his hands, covered in bandages. his hands were always covered in small cuts from his sword — you had become his personal doctor, patching up the small cuts.

you gently hold his hand in yours, cleaning a cut on his index finger. you look up to meet his gaze and notice a small grin on his face.

“what?” you ask, returning your eyes back to his hand. “it seems you find something about this funny.”

“no,” he chuckles. “not… funny, per se. it’s just… we’ve gotten to know each other quite well even though we only see one another when i’m in here.”

“mmm,” you hum, securing the bandage on his finger. “so your recklessness is the source of our friendship?”

“i guess,” he says, the grin not fading.

you pause for a moment, his hand in yours. you look at the small scars on his hands. many of them were probably from him missing his own sheath, but you could tell some of them had stories.

“honestly, i do try to be more careful but… it doesn’t seem to work.” he says, pulling his hand away. his eyes shift away from you.

now, you’d do anything to see that grin one more time. you hated yourself for taking that dumb grin for granted.

“is this where we part ways?” he asks softly.

you can’t bring yourself to look at him. “i think so.”

he stands up, wiping his hands on his pants before outstretching his hand towards you. you grab it, and finally look at him. his words were so sad and left your heart feeling so heavy, yet the soft look on his face stayed unchanged.

“i hate that our last moments together feel so sad… it feels quite tragic, no?” he holds onto your hand, squeezing it.

“it’s hard to make departing feel happy.” you whisper.

he takes you into his arms, holding you tighter than ever before. “i’m sorry things ended up this way.”

after a few moments, he lets you go. he looks at you like he’s taking in every detail; a mental picture that he can look at whenever he yearns to feel your warmth. and then he finally starts to walk away.

however, it’s only a few steps. he stops in his tracks, and for a brief moment you think he’ll turn back around for one final embrace. but he keeps his back to you. “tell me to stay.” he says.

“what?”

“tell me to stay, and i’ll stay.”

you want him to stay. every fiber of your being is telling you to say the word. let him know that you want him here. but it’s all too selfish. he had chosen to leave even after you met him. it was a choice you had to respect. he had things to do, places to see, and you unfortunately couldn’t join him. so you take a deep breath and close your eyes, and hope that he’ll be gone when you open them.

and he is.

till we meet again

synopsis: aether is crowned prince of the abyss. before that, he had you.

pairing: abyss prince!aether x gn!reader, mutual feelings

genre: idk what you call this. 12am angst brainrot?

notes: i woke up from like three minutes of sleep and chose abyss prince aether. i have class in six hours, but i also have priorities

limbs aching from running, clawing their way through the falling city that was once so glorious. the sky of blue and white had now turned crimson red with the black smoke of fires burning in the distance. and among it all is you, standing on a fallen pillar with a fire starting at your feet. aether is briefly reminded of how witches of other worlds were burned at stake for the sins people accused them off. magic is nothing foreign to these lands, but aether thinks that if he were to accuse you of a crime; it’d be taking his heart.

lumine would laugh at him, in a way his sister always would when she realised he had a crush. leaving your poor twin sister alone so soon? in the back of his head, he whispers an apology to her. how he would have loved to die after seeing those flowers in her hair, the wild smile on her face while they sparred or even just feel her hand in his as they jumped to another world.

he’s sure she would have loved you.

she would have loved you, even as you looked around the chaos with a bright grin. loved you for loving her brother, for staying by his side when she couldn’t. she would have loved you, if only not for the fact that you’re dying and neither you nor aether know when you will return.

the flames on the pillar have grown, devouring your lower half slowly. even then, you don’t flinch. aether wonders how many times you’ve done this, whether or not it’s easier than falling asleep for you. he hopes it is. if you ever felt a prick of pain, he would kill the damn god that cursed you, and then everyone else.

“aether.”

he drops to a knee at your call, the scraped skin meeting burnt grass. he does not wince or blink, wanting to keep this image of you in his mind. aether doesn’t know how many generations will pass till the gods give you back to him.

“your highness.”

“there’s no need for such formalities, especially coming from my darling prince.” you laugh, like a songbird on a spring morning. aether will miss the sound of it, “time is almost up.”

“yes.” his voice wavers, and your smile becomes sad. verbal confrontation was never something between you both. the truth was told with blades, the violent dance in the battlefield. your coming death had never been discussed explicitly, even now. oh, how aether wishes you could die by his hands instead.

“you know what you are to do, correct?”

“of course,” aether says, firm and determined. he had made his decision long ago, and sacrifices were to be made.

you were the first.

you smile at him, proud and sad at the same time. aether wonders if he reminds you of yourself from long ago. i will not let you lose your love again, he thinks when you offer him a hand through the flames. he takes it, wishing he could pull you out of the flames that glow golden once your hands meet. never again.

“at this moment, i hereby renounce my title as monarch of the abyss. let what is left of us hear my last order; that aether will take my place as your prince, now and forevermore.”

and with that, the flames begin to burn even hotter. but aether stays, ignoring the look of surprise and questioning on your face as he hooks his pinky with yours.

“500 years,” he whispers, almost desperate as the golden flames sear his skin, “500 years is all i’ll give you to come back to me. that is an order.”

it’s the first and only chance he has to demand something of you, now that he is the prince and you are dying. despite the flames eating you alive, you smile at him once again, bittersweet in a way your love has always been. aether wishes he could kiss you.

“anything for you.”

and with those three words, you’re gone. aether stands in front of the charred pillar, breathing out a sigh. the world continues to burn around him, but he simply stares at the place you once stood. the gods wouldn’t even leave your ashes, he thought bitterly.

he doesn’t, or just can’t, dwell on it. aether kneels before the pillar one last time, head hung low, before he stands up and leaves to search for what is left of the army you gave him.

it will be a long 500 years.

relax

⤷ aether x gn!reader

synopsis: 0.5k ; when venti tasked him with giving people advice for their romantic feelings, he wasn’t expecting someone to say your name.

warnings/genre: jealousy, it’s fluffy if you squint, stuff from the windblume festival event?

His legs were sore.

That was the only thing Aether could think about at this point, it wasn’t even the afternoon yet and he felt worn out. He’d been running all over Mondstat, doing chores for other people, helping other people. It wasn’t that he minded it at all; he liked helping people, plus they compensated him.

But he was tired. All he wanted to do was take a break. He’d agreed to help Venti though, regardless of how many other people he’d been doing favors for today.

“One more,” Venti smiled. “That guy over there, his name is Deacon.”

His face was oddly familiar to Aether, but it took tired eyes a few moments to register the knight uniform the guy was wearing. Aether nodded in response, and was then walked over to greet the guy.

Most of what he was saying went over Aether’s head — he couldn’t help it, he was half-asleep. All he really needed to do was pay attention to whatever signal Venti gave anyway.

“...uh so, I don’t really know what kind of gift Y/n would like. Any ideas?”

Wait.

Surely this guy was not talking about the same Y/n that Aether had in mind… right? Sure, he’d never actually told you how he feels, but the constant, playful flirting had to be enough to steer people away. He always hoped it did, anyway, at least until he could gather enough courage.

Though he looked over to Venti, he ignored the bard’s signal. Venti’s signal was clearly one of assurance, but instead, Aether shook his head at the guy.

“I don’t think you should. Y/n… I don’t know, they never seemed into you, even if that’s kind of blunt to say. Uhm, aren’t you on duty right now though?”

It wasn’t a lie; Aether was positive that you didn’t even know the guy’s name. But still, the honorary knight wasn’t supposed to be so bitter, wasn’t supposed to get jealous so easily.

“Yeah, yeah. I am. Thank you though, I think I’ll reconsider it.”

As soon as the guy was out of earshot, Venti’s voice chimed. He had a snarky expression on his face, he looked so amused, but for once Aether couldn’t laugh about it like he normally would.

“So, are you going to be giving anyone a windblume then? Y/n, maybe?”

“...It’s not like that.”

“Jealousy is a somewhat common emotion, it’s not that hard to see. So go tell Y/n how you feel, what’s the worst that could really happen?”

A lot, apparently. He supposes it’s not as bad as it could be; you didn’t reject him, but the thing is, he didn’t even tell you how he feels. Now he’s standing beside you, awkwardly, unable to say anything.

“You ok, Aether?” Your voice was gentle and laced with concern. Such a simple thing caused his heart to flutter, and yet you probably had no idea.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m all good. I think I just need to relax for a bit. I’m tired is all.”

You smiled sweetly, then moved to wrap your arms around him. He buried his face into the side of your neck, letting out a quiet, content hum. He just hoped you couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest.

Limits of a god

CHARACTERS: venti; mermaid!reader

THEMES: fluff with light angst. pre-established relationship

WARNINGS: mentions of spoilers from his story quest (not that much but still)

WORD COUNT: 1.1k words

NOTES: this was supposed to be pure fluff but what can i say??? the potential is just-but hey i think this is cute i must say this is one of my favorites. i hope you all enjy this and happy birthday to venti again!

Masterlist of series

Merfolk is one of the things that the people of Teyvat had long forgotten as time passed by. But for those who have lived for quite some time, their beliefs are far different from a normal modern mortal.

Venti was one of those—even if he had never quite fully lived as someone like the once Geo Archon did, he believed in these stories. He had even written songs about them, singing in tunes to the people in the tavern as they all think these were merely myths and metaphors for the people of the present.

They were not.

His light feet drags him to the bottom of Stormbearer Point, the sands beneath his shoes, Under the night sky, the water illuminated the glow of the stars and emitted a shimmer of its own.

There was a crisp in the air that he himself knew was due to the peace and serenity of the place; with no monsters around, no people, no wolves–just him and the sea. Until–

He hears the wind whisper to him first, coming to him like an echo of an intake of breath from beneath the water. Then came the sight of a shadow, one that was rarely seen in the human eye. But to a god like him, it seemed likely to encounter such a glorious sight.

The shadow soon emerged from the water and there came you, and almost as instant, Venti’s face brightened and a huge smile curved on his lips.

“It’s been a while, mademoiselle.” he greets and a giggle erupted out of you, looking up at the boy with the same kind of emotion in your eyes.

“Should I call you monsieur then, monsieur Barbatos?” you bite back and he laughs as he crouches in front of you, your forms separated by land and water–which is an ironic thing, Venti thinks.

“Must you tease me that much, Y/n, you know I’m just kidding. Besides, you know how it doesn’t sound that good when paired with either of my names.”

Under the sky and above the water, there’s a pair that were synced in the beating of their hearts. With the stars as the only witness with both of your love for the other, you two felt free. In the land of Mondstadt, of freedom, it felt like only the two of you remained in the world.

It was you who reached out first, your hand above the water as you offered it to him. Without another second, Venti takes it and holds it gently, just like how the wind does when it passes by a tree.

He makes his way to the water until he floated in front of you. Just then, you let go of his hand to holds each side of his face. And even through the slight pain and irritation on his cheeks, all Venti had to do was look into your eyes and he didn’t feel them anymore. After completing what needs to be done, you held his hand again and dove slowly down the water, pulling him along with you.

“Your power never ceases to amaze me.” he says as he grinned at you beneath the waters, the gills that you had given him more visible under the atmosphere of the sea. It shouldn’t fit a human, let alone a god, but in both of your eyes, neither mattered as long as you two could speed more time together.

Times like these are rare, but you treasure each of them. As a creature of the sea and the land, you two had different worlds, different cultures, different identities. And yet you two found similarities to each other and soon developed emotions that others would often find questionable A god of the wind falling in love with a citizen of the sea? Surely there must be a mistake, right? Your love couldn’t be that tragic, right? That’s what you thought too. However, every time you gaze into Venti’s eyes and see the beauty of him and him alone, then the difference doesn’t matter anymore, and you have a feeling that’s what he thinks too.

You swam through corals and fishes, passed by mosses, and reached the seafloor, giggling to each other as time went on. For Venti, time under the sea is slow. He doesn’t have any care about what was happening above, not when he has the love of his life here beside him.

But unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

Merfolk can grant humans the power to breathe under the water, but it depletes their energy at the same time, which was why you two had to rise up and revert the spell before anything bad happens,

Venti thought it was just a usual meeting, a usual date, just like any other before. However, what he didn’t know, as you were to give news that would break his heart slowly.

“I have to go back.” you breathed as you still held his face just like awhile ago. And the moment he heard the words, time continued again, bringing him back to the harsh reality in the world of Teyvat.

“But why?” he let out and he didn’t mean for his voice to sound so breathless even if he was able to breathe earlier and now.

You avoided his eyes as you answered, the same joy that he was used to seeing in your face nowhere to be found. However, he knew the answer right away. He knew about this from the start so why was he asking?

“You gave me a home, Barbatos, but knowing that there are those who were being robbed of their own, you know this is all inevitable.” Ah, how you loved to refer to him by his name, insisting that no one else could hear anyway and that you two held too many secrets altogether–secrets that hindered the freedom that this land promotes alongside his own identity.

With an aching chest, he holds up his own hand and hovers it above one of your own that still held his cheek, his warmth transferring to your own as if a silent connection of how different you two were–how different were the places of where you two belong to.

“Do you promise to go back to me?” he holds back his tears, but despite his efforts, they were futile.

When you met his eyes once again, he wanted to take back what he said–stop you from going back to save your own people from the waters of Fontaine and probably suffer the same fate as-

“I promise,” you interrupted his thoughts as if you knew what he was thinking about.

Under the sky and above the water, there’s a pair that were synced in the beating of their hearts. With the stars as the only witness with both of your love for the other, you two felt free. But sometimes, even freedom has its own limits.

a long but fleeting life

[Pairing/s: Zhongli x Reader]

Genre: angst

Warning: Character death

Zhongli will out live you.

These words have always been in the back of your head, lock up in the darkest corner in your mind ever since it made it's appearance when your dearest beloved had confessed his true identity to you, he was the Geo Archon, the god of war and contracts, the god of your home, and now your fiance, he was Rex Lapis.

He had lived longer than you, he had seen the world crumble and rebuild itself, he had seen wars, deaths, sorrows, and joys. He was older and wiser than you, had experienced far more many things than you, and he continues to do so with you.

Moments with him were precious, even when it's only the mundane things, from drinking tea at dawn to laying on your shared bed talking about the most random things late at night, every second of it is precious.

Furthermore, those precious moments seem to be playing in your head like a broken film as you hold your beloved close to your chest.

He was suppose to out live you.

The atmosphere feels cold, he feels cold, laying limp in your arms, amber orbs softly and faintly glowing as he stares at your crying ones, each drop of tears that fell from your face hurts him more than the huge wound on his stomach, he's running out of time, how ironic time was insignificant to him before, but now that he was at death's door and about to leave you behind, he wishes he had more time

"Zhongli please..." you beg, you beg him to not leave you, beg him to stay just a bit longer, for your sake.

"I'm sorry dearest" his voice was trembling along with his hand that reach out to your face, cupping your cheeks, caressing them as if they were made of glass, "I couldn't see you in that wedding dress."

You cried harder, held him closer, begged to whoever god that could hear you to make him stay longer.

"Dear Celestia, don't take him away from me."

His hand drop from your cheeks, tired eyelids closing to rest as he slip away from you, you call out his name, once, twice, god knows how many times, hoping- praying, that this is nothing more than a nightmare, that this just an illusion, a lie.

Through your grief, a thought came to light.

Rest, now he can finally rest.

how come almost everytime i see him my brain goes ’apple bottom jea-‘

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xiao @ me rn

i pulled 4 times

i’ll get more tho :,)

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