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silence

[ wanderer!scaramouche x okami!reader ]

summary: completely lost after his defeat in becoming a god, he searches not only for a new purpose but also for a certain someone who brought him comfort greater than his own kin would.

notes: aka scara is a baby and comes crying to you because he's a sore loser /jk | m.list

words: 2933 | warnings: it's scaramouche /jk there's nothing bad here just comfort and shit, also the pacing is kinda shitty cause i wrote this at work lmao

you have always loved the silence.

the eerie silence that enveloped a battlefield after a fight, where one side mourns for the dead and the other celebrates their victory far away. the tranquil noises of nature in the forest, your abode—if you focus enough, you can hear the white noise of the wind rushing above the sky, the flight of birds, the footsteps of every animal within your vicinity, and the gushing waterfall hitting the surface below. the muted thoughts of people, all with voices to scream yet defiance against authority means death, so they choose to silence their cries for help. the stillness of the night, where you can faintly hear the howls of your kin from afar, reminding you of past battles won and lost.

but somewhere in the distant memory of your past, you miss the complaints of a certain boy whose voice never seemed to shut the hell up.

your words, not mine.

he used to be so loud, crying even whilst he slept. whining and complaining about how you imprisoned him in this otherworldly forest of yours, yet he shuts his mouth after being reminded of his reality of being a casualty to those he comes across.

a puppet gone mad, out of its master's control, strings tangled.

"you're not here to be tamed, brat."

"then why are you keeping me here?" kunikuzushi glares at you from the other side of the stone table, a hand gripping the knife you casually gave him so he could practice on his own.

you always seemed to be his dummy target though. not that he could hurt you in the slightest, the gap between your capabilities is that of the height you need to reach celestia. it's quite an exaggeration, but far from a lie.

"so you don't go around accidentally causing more unintentional problems. learn how to use your brain or something, you have one for a reason," was always your answer to his repeated question, laughing at the way his face contorted to apprehension. "i don't have the patience to shape you into whatever humane person or puppet your creator wants you to be. so i'm doing you a favor by letting you be whatever the fuck you want to be. kill whoever you want, destroy whatever you want, go pour your anger as much as you want. it matters little to me."

"doesn't that contradict your past obligation as inazuma's former defender?"

"exactly what the title says," you shrug your shoulders, throwing your hands up without energy, "that is in the past. inazuma's concerns do not matter to me now that my god is gone."

placing your chin on your palm, you send him a knowing smirk, a sight he realizes that he does not like, "you can destroy this nation all you want and i wouldn't mind one bit. it would be interesting to see you as a god and not just a little brat."

he would always grow silent after the nth time you had this conversation, pondering, imagining the imagery of what you just said. it's almost as if he's in a trance.

the silence of someone having an inner conflict in more ways than one, is something that you would say is better than the silence when someone is mourning.

because this kind of silence is always followed by chaos.

"oh? where do you think you're going, little doll?"

"stop calling me that," he hissed, turning his head to glare at you.

for some reason, the change in his personality these past few months was refreshing, so unlike the whiny little brat who used to cower away from you. the same brat who's always frustrated at himself.

but at the same time, it's such a shame that he didn't change his ways. still reckless and careless.

this recklessness will kill him someday, you thought.

"well, answer the question."

he falters, taking a few steps away from you when you tilt your head, urging—demanding for his answer. he still couldn't look you straight in the eyes when you become like this—when your voice goes a little deep, eyes staring him down and the authority in the way you poised yourself.

"to the fatui. i'm not going to let myself rot in here."

"you're a puppet, you're not supposed to rot."

he scoffs at the comment, vile irritation building up his throat at the way you remained unbothered, almost uncaring, indifferent and as if this means little to you. you act more like a puppet than he does, he realizes.

he hates that about you.

it's ironic. he's the same way, more venomous through his words—but with you, it's like talking to a stone cold wall.

"i'm leaving to snezhnaya."

"hm," you turn your head to the vast forest, shrouded with tall trees and thick fog—wait, when did the fog get so thick? kunikuzushi was so sure he could still see far and beyond the first few layers of those trees, why did the forest suddenly seem so eerie and… predatory.

"you can leave."

"huh?" he stares at you in disbelief, with a hint of sadness.

are you… really going to let him go that easily?

for some reason, despite the freedom given to him, he wanted you to stop him.

"find the exit yourself," your trademark grin appeared on your face, challenging and daring him to do so. it's infuriating, makes him feel like you're looking down at him and his capabilities. "if you successfully get out of this forest, then i trust that you can handle the world outside and beyond this nation."

i take back my words, he scoffs, i don't need their permission to leave. they can't stop me.

"i don't need another petty test of yours, i can take care of my own," he sharply turns away and into the direction he swore was the exit just a moment ago.

"oh, trust me, doll," your giggles echoed through the forest, ringing in his ears for the last time, way too close than from where you just stood a moment ago.

"the forest is a cruel place to get lost in."

and since then, your abode returned to the way it was.

placid, motionless, and isolated. just like how it should be.

yet you look forward to the day that he comes back crying—you stifle a laugh at how pitiful he would look—scrunched nose and furrowed eyebrows, grumbling curses to the world as he slumps down on the ground, hissing at you as you tease him for being a baby before he falls asleep on the sprawled blanket you have in the living room of your cabin. your spirit watches over his sleep, dispersing his nightmares before it can even take root in his mind and blanketing him with your tail despite his inability to feel the change in the temperature.

no, he's too deep in his sleep to ever catch you doing such things.

some days, you'd sense a feeling of fear crawling inside the back of your head. it takes a form of visions and voices. it would whisper using the boy's voice, show images using his face, speak in a way he does. it's times like this that you take pride in your strength. you know better than to crumble against fear and its illusions. such emotions are not strong enough to push through the height of your defenses that were built from piles upon piles of lost loved ones.

yet your heart clenches at the thought of this boy, robbed of the opportunity to grow properly, succumbing to the demons of this world.

it's a shame that even you can't be the person to guide him, for you are the same as he.

you can only hope that he finds himself in his journey.

"ah, it seems like it's that time of the year once again."

you stretch your limbs with a pur-like groan, your tail swinging in anticipation behind you. now that the weariness from sleep had faded, your sharp eyes admire the red and orange colors blending within the forest, the sound of leaves crunching beneath your feet every step you take music to your ears and the cold breeze wafting in the air.

the season of fall always brings out the playful side of your soul.

your attentiveness is sharper than usual, eyes turning to every little bit of movement in your surroundings despite knowing that no threat can occur in your abode. you carved its landscape with your very own hand, grew each and every tree rooted on the ground, wrote protective spells into every tree bark to form your very own barrier, opened ponds and breathed life into its very ground through the leylines. it's your safe haven, nothing can disturb your peace and it is a part of you to an extent.

that's way, when a familiar presence stepped inside your abode with no struggles whatsoever, your ears perked up and tail sways in anticipation.

fall is indeed a season for farewells and reunions.

"you're back quite earlier than expected, did the world outside the forest scare you?" you needn't look to know that he's standing right at the entrance of your favorite clearing, your figure sat near the pond with your feet dipped into the clear water.

"you're exaggerating," he grumbles, footsteps getting louder and closer until he's close enough, stopping just next to you.

"most certainly not," you hummed softly, tilting your head up to look at him after a few hundred years of not seeing him. your ears twitched.

instantly, you know something is different about him.

"you've changed."

"hmp, perhaps," he scoffs loudly, taking a seat beside you in a criss-cross position, slouching a little bit. he's barely looking at you, but that's not something new.

the way you imagined he would years ago.

"you're still grumpy though, might want to change that."

"you're still insufferable. i shouldn't have come back."

"yet you're here. i'm surprised you were able to enter without a problem. i was hoping the forest devoured you when you left. turns out you were able to get out, a shame," you sigh, "i should check on my barriers soon."

"you—" he hisses—the same way you adored, like an angry kitten—turning his head to glare at you, forehead scrunched in irritation, "so you don't even know if anyone gets caught in your shithole? did you assume i just up and died right before i got out?"

he can feel something warm in his chest at the way you laughed freely.

he hasn't heard that sound for a long time.

"you're alive though," he groaned at the familiar sly smile on your face. "besides, i wouldn't have let you go if i didn't know that you'd make it out alive."

"you would in a heartbeat."

"hm, if it were someone else, perhaps. but not you," you turn your head back to the pond, a contented smile on your face, voice unintentionally turning soft, "not my brat."

those words were the key to kunikuzushi's vulnerable state.

the silence that followed after your words was… unnerving, for some reason.

yet you felt as if you should give him the time he needs to gather himself, to give him a choice to talk or to keep things to himself. it stayed like that for a while, tuning into the sound of birds above and humming to make him more comfortable—or was it for your own comfort that you tried to fill in the silence? the feeling of being unsure is so… uneasy.

why am i doing so much for his comfort?

just when you're about to speak to change the topic, he opens his mouth—and he speaks.

piles and piles of words upon words, like a scroll being unravel down the flight of stairs to the narukami shrine. his voice, clumsy and blurry words as it may be, sings to you tragedies in a kabuki performance. he opens his doors to you and only you, almost breaking down on the spot if it wasn't for his ridiculous pride—you surmise that you may have influenced him in that case. it plays a theatrical scene that takes eternity to finish dialogues upon dialogues.

he's a puppet whose strings are cut short, but he picks himself up, tangling the fragile strings in the process.

and you are his only audience.

you're his standing ovation when no one bothers to stop and see him for what he is.

perhaps, you are more suited to be sat beside him, joining in his play instead of just a witness—because you are more than just some random bystander who happens to pass by a puppet show.

it took him a while to finish his story. just like any kabuki, time is crucial in the production, and kunikuzushi is a person who barely had the time to see the world in its purest form. yet time is also what brought him his demise.

the gods did not give him enough time to feel and learn.

when he finishes, the sun has already hid itself behind the ocean of trees and the sky is blanketed by a starry void.

a false sky, he said in one of his stories.

somehow, kunikuzushi's head ended up on your lap—he dares not to bring attention to this fact, he already feels embarrassed as it is.

"how did it felt?"

he stares at you with a grain of salt.

"to what? to almost die? quite the experience, i didn't enjoy falling head first though. would you like to try?"

"no, dumbass," he hisses when your finger flicks against his forehead. before he could even cover the assaulted area, you swat his hand away to replace it with yours. an uncharacteristic gentle touch on his skin, a caress. he resists the urge to melt towards your hand. "how did it feel like to almost have something within your reach but realize it won't do you any better? to learn how to decide for yourself, for the better, after experiencing bitter defeat?"

he purses his lips, turning away from your direction to stare at the pond reflecting the dark sky.

your hand slips across his forehead to his hair, gently caressing the familiar stresses—familiar stresses that reminded you so much of a former dear friend that you lost long ago. you didn't expect him to answer your question yet, to push forward for an answer would be adding salt to an open wound.

and the last thing you want to do is give him a reason to pull away.

"you know, if i was ei, i would have chosen you to rule with me."

"stop saying things to make me feel better, that's not like you," he scoffs—unbeknownst to the way his cheeks turn a little warmer.

such a human feature to have.

"i would love to see you be the god you wanted to be," you continued to mutter with a soft smile, brushing your fingers through his hair.

"stop it."

"i would watch you build yourself higher and have greater goals as a god."

"what is wrong with you!?" he quickly pushes himself off of you, whipping his head to look at you with a bewildered face. "are you out of your mind!?" he glares at the way your smile turns sly.

"i would have chosen you, someone with no human heart yet able to feel what it's like to be human," your hand pats his head playfully, snickering when he swats it away roughly.

"you," growling, he turns away from your direction.

"but alas, i'm not patient enough to baby you or anyone else," you shake your head shamefully, shrugging your shoulders. "go do whatever the fuck you want yourself, learn shit for yourself. but that does not mean you can do it alone, dumbass."

"why are you talking like this?" he mumbles, but you can see the way his shoulder trembled in the slightest, no doubt nibbling on his bottom lip to stop himself from something as 'pitiful' as crying. "shut up, i came here to rest, not to listen to your nonsense musings. i had enough of that already."

"well then," you reach out to his shoulder, gently directing him back on your lap. he faces you this time, eyes clenched tight to avoid looking at you, his only pillar in this world. he feels too light headed, whether if it's from your words or the feeling of finally resting after so many years of suffering, he's not too sure. he'd deny the former with everything he has though. but he cannot deny that he feels safe in your haven, here in the comfort of your arms.

"rest, you can think of the next step after you get some shuteye, don't make me knock you out myself."

he clicked his tongue, before it became quiet again.

this time, it's a comfortable silence. nothing like the tension from the first time you met him, nothing like the few times he spent quietly sobbing on your shoulder every time he awakes from a nightmare—nothing like the eerie quietude in the middle of the eye of the storm, waiting for the real disaster to come surging. soon, the boy falls asleep to the warm and loving touch on his head.

in the silence, you whisper words that you could not tell him.

"i would've gone through celestia and the abyss to give you a heart."

you, despite claiming that you will not baby him, held him in a way a parent would towards their child. with gentle hands and feathery touches, and a heart that you would give him if you could.

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I have no words..

do you think i can fly?

xiao x gn!reader

genre angst warnings implied s//cide

a childish question, if only he had noticed sooner..

your hands traced the shapes of the clouds, fingertips nearly grazing the sky above the two of you. a cold breeze blew, beads of rainwater framing your face as the grass beneath whistled. “xiao.. do you think i can fly?” he looked at you confusedly, not understanding your question. you shook his arm eagerly, “..like how gliders work, what if one day, we won’t need them anymore — because we find out we can fly without them!” he sighed at your childishness, tucking strands of hair behind your ear. “refrain from asking me such silly questions.” you giggled at his stiff reply,

“but.. what if i really want to?”

—

another night, another week spent alone. you could hear the sound of a pin drop in the room the two of you shared together. xiao was busy, you knew. on nights like these, he would stay for a split moment and leave, silently disappearing into the darkness. “xiao..” at the call of his name, he would appear in front of you before hurriedly asking you what you needed. you looked at him weakly, “do you think.. i can fly?” he scoffed, dropping his weapon. he harshly raised his voice, “don’t call my name for your childish pleasure.” and with that, he teleported away, again.

a tired voice lulled the melancholic atmosphere in the dark room, “xiao,” he could hear your call loud and clear, but refused to show up this time. “..i’m really tired of this.”

—

he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, understand your obsession with being up in the air, in the clouds. he firmly told you that you belonged on the ground, on your two feet, with him. but perhaps.. you didn’t belong with him. that’s why you left, isn’t it? he thought to himself, the soft pitter patter of rainfall beneath his feet.

the dirt soiled his boots, his hair damped and clothes drenched from the rain, but he couldn’t care less.

as his hands traced the clouds that loomed over teyvat, his fingers nearly grazing the thunderstorm above the desolate graveyard. a chilly wind blew, droplets of water staining his porcelain skin along with his tears. “yes.. you can.”

if only he had noticed sooner.

May I request a fake dating scenario with Childe? (sorry i know its cliche but its my favorite trope🙈) Perhaps he and f reader are on an undercover mission to gain intel at a function, like a dinner party or a festival of some sort, and Childe is way more interested in committing to the bit than the mission itself. Like, he intentionally took on an easy mission so that he could indulge in his time with the reader because he "takes his job seriously" or something like that😏

Fatui operative reader*

—

“You said you’d take this seriously.” You chided him, pushing for the fifth time his hand away from your hip while you looked through the crowd for your target. It should have been a rather easy mission: get close enough to the ambassador that they’ll tell you about the incoming shipment. Once you got what you needed you’d inform the other operatives waiting near the docks, they’d sneak in during the night and lift all the goods before anyone grew wise to the situation. However, after much pestering from a specific Harbinger, this simple task was turning into a headache inducing nightmare.

“I am, dear.” He ran his finger over your ear and out of your peripherals you caught sight of the calculating grin that pulled one side of his lips.

“You don’t have to pretend right now, no ones looking at us.” Pretending to rummage through your pouch, you noticed a esteemed looking figure walking through the door, someone as elegantly dressed as that must be your ambassador. “She’s here.” You whispered, nudging your chin in her direction and slipping the money pouch back in your side bag. “Let’s get closer.”

“Don’t get to hasty, let’s see what she does.” Childe moved behind you, his hand sliding over your back and making you hyper aware of each and every inch he occupied. His chest somehow so noticeable even though he never touched you with it, the proximity of him as he leaned against the wall and draped his arm over your shoulder before pulling you closer made your brain fuzzy and, for a moment, you lost sight of her. “Can you make out what she’s saying?” He spoke in a lower tone, an attempt to keep his words only for you or … was he trying to make you shiver.

Carefully, you focused your attention on her lips. Eyes squinting against the light as you tried to decipher what she was saying. The expression on her face shifted from one of familiarity to irritation, but it was so slight and quickly replaced by a smile her companion never caught it. “She’s upset.”

“Why?”

You opened your mouth to explain only to be cut off by his arm sliding off your shoulder so his hand could run down your back. The slow trail he made up and down your spine made you furious; you were trying to do your job, trying to get what you needed and to not be swayed, distracted by the pounding of your heart or the hot breaths you took while sharing the intel. “Sh-she’s asking why the shipments late.” Stopping his hand with your clenching fingers, you pushed his wrist back toward his chest and swore you heard a soft giggle at your side. Coughing, you continued. “It looks like he’s telling her it’ll be here soon.”

“Are the goods on the boat, look closely.” With a sigh, you strained your eyes to see, took in everything that you could in order to see her mouth form the shapes you needed to see.

“Yes!” You shouted a little louder than you anticipated and, because of that, the ambassadors turned toward you. You felt completely see-through under her eyes, a stab of fear shot through your heart when she looked at you, directly at you. In one fell swoop, Childe lifted you in the air and spun you around so much you lost your balance and you weren’t even using your own legs. “Ch-!”

“You said yes!! You’ve made me the happiest man in the world.” He let you slide down his chest but before you could fully grasp it all, he moved in and soon your lips were covered by his. The tight grip you had on his shoulders began to relax, your toes touched the ground but he continued to hold you; arms wrapped around your body, mouth commanding yours with lips so heavy you wondered how he exerted so much pressure onto them. When he released you, the air in your lungs came rushing in all at once while your mind did it’s best to refocus.

Things faded in slowly. Childe’s thank you’s to an applauding crowd, the drifting sound of your heart as it began to slow, the heat of your cheeks as you hid against his chest.

“She’s gone, we should follow her just in case.” He whispered into your hair, hand resting against your back while yours shook against his chest.

“You did that on purpose.”

“What makes you say that, comrade.” Lifting your eyes to see him, taking in every ounce of deviousness that radiated off his skin, you knew this partnership would be the death of you.

“Yo-you shouldn’t tease people like that.”

“Am I not allowed to tease my sweetheart? Where’s the fun in that.”

“I’m not really your sweetheart, remember.”

“Who says?” Childe ran his fingers over your ear until they found the back of your neck and you swore his intentions were clear as he leaned in for another kiss. Why was he so good at this fake dating ruse, it wasn’t fair. Your heart shouldn’t be so affected by this and yet …

“Childe …” Your eyes fluttered closed and you prepared for a kiss that never came. “Childe?”

“Expecting something, comrade? Our friends getting away.” Everything slammed back together as if he had slowly pulled you apart moments ago; how was he able to do that so easily? Frustrated, you clenched your jaw and pushed past him but when he ran after you only to slip his hand into yours it took everything you had to hold back a confused and irritated scream building in your throat while he easily let fall laughter that made your heart weak.

� "I know there's something going on." � � � �

n.o.t.e.s - Uh, sorry but not posting?

w.c -

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Ajax x Reader

w.a.r.n - cheating, angst with no fluff, alcohol usage, RAGE, cursing, and maybe some dark content

As the light was off, you were lying on your share bed underneath the fluffy covers, looking at the ceiling, waiting for him to come home; it was past midnight, and the bed was still cold.

The crackling of the fire fills your hearing; the midst of the night was the only thing showing through your window as the sharp moonlight pierced through window.

Tossing and turning into your bed, not feeling the warmth of your darling, Childe. You know his work was stressful being a fatui harbinger, but it wasn't one of his vacations; sure, you understand that he didn't want to be cooped up with you, but it was a bit odd of him not sharing affection with you.

But you couldn't help but flip to your right, where he was to be, probably out with his friend, Zhongli, you noted.

But you have always thought that on the outside, at least, he didn't think of the one to party at least. Drink though? You didn't want to be that girlfriend; who would think of his boyfriend cheating? That's something you didn't want to admit or think of.

"But what if-"

"CREAKK-" the sound of the door creaking open, interrupting your thinking as you glance at the figure coming in. The silhouette of your beloved Childe standing inside the room; the wretched smell of alcohol swamped your sense of smell; taking another look at him, you quickly pressed your eyes closed.

The smell of alcohol getting closer, almost suffocating, you felt him looking at you, hovering over you; it felt as if he was standing there forever. Soon the feeling was over; you were pressing your eyes shut, taking a peek out to see your ginger boyfriend, the moonlight glaring at him, maybe if it was your tired eyes, but you couldn't help but see red marks like lipstick marks littering over his skin.

You just dismissed your thoughts; maybe your eyes were playing tricks on you; there's no way that it can be factual or accurate, as you tried rolling onto your side, denying the evidence that could support it, failing to realize salty tears rolling down your cheek.

But over time, those thoughts started to plague your mind, everytime you tried to think of something else, that memory will pop up, like its a curse.

Oddly enough, it seems like it was happening like a timeline, the time you talk to Childe or even saw his face decrease, sometimes you would try your best to strike up a conversation with him, and he's just dismissed you abruptly. He promises to be home on time for dinner but doesn't even make it; maybe over time, you just stopped believing those little white lies through the relationship.

It was just you sitting at the dinner table, staring at the chair he was supposed to be in, and the food becoming quickly cold.

..It was becoming frustrating, slamming your fist on the table and rattling it as you got out of your seat.

Your relationship with Childe was cracking. If I had to be admitted, it would be now.

Your suspicions were rising, the times you got stood up were adding, every time he would apologize by buying you gifts, but those gifts couldn't ever really fill what you really wanted.

As we spoke, you were venting to your best friend, Thoma; he was a good listener, always hearing you out. He was caring and was there for you in your times of doubt.

He was your best friend from childhood, it was obvious that he was angry for someone playing with your feeling, and he was there for me and would be your shoulder to cry on.

Anyone would notice that he wanted to replace your boyfriend, Childe.

Looking out the window, It was obvious that you were stupid. You hadn't confronted him at all.

Today would be the day you couldn't put this facade up.

You were apprehensive needless to say about the decision you made but it was for the better for you, Thoma would always say to you.

But when you came back, It was ironic that all the days he was busy, today was the day he wasn't off doing something stupid. It was safe to say you were scared about it and maybe had some time that you almost backed out from doing it.

As you walked into his office, he noticed your presence as you walked into the room, "Goodmorning babe" he uttered, you didn't reply to him, you just sat down at his desk, "Did something happen?"

"You know what happened, don't play stupid," you yelled, snapping at him; you were tired of him obliviously not knowing what he did, the false promises he made to you, and cherry on top, what happened the day before when his body was littering with lipsticks prints and marks on his body, you weren't stupid that those marks were won over a fight.

"Is this about me missing out on our date? If it is, I'm sorry about that, sweetheart" he tried to reach for your hand, but you pulled away and looked at him in a fury. "Who was it?" you said

"What do you mean, Y/N."

"Don't play dumb; who was the whore you were sleeping with, Childe."

It finally hit him, you were never sleeping on the day he came back home; you were awake and saw it and everything else.

"So..WHO THE FUCK IS IT, CHILDE" you stood and yelled at him. He didn't even look at you or respond to you.

"Your quiet now, huh? You thought your little affair would pass me; you think I'm a FUCKING DUMBASS."

"I'm not going to be yelled at in my own house," he uttered.

"Fine, then im fucking leaving," you yelled and stomped off, grabbing a suitcase, grabbing some of your essential clothes and items.

"Where are you going" Childe came into your shared bedroom, "Leaving this place since you think fucking any woman is okay when you're in FUCKING RELATIONSHIP" you threw one of his gifts at him and packed more of your stuff.

As you tried to close off your suitcase, Childe's hands were pressed to the top of the suitcase, and he grabbed your wrist with his other hand, "Are you insane."

"Listen, Y/N, I'm sorry I didn't mean it."

"You didn't mean it? So you magically accidentally fucked them, that's what you telling me right now?" you tried to take his grasp off your wrist.

"I can't live without you, Y/N."

"You should think of the thought of that when you did that" you snatched your hand away, grabbed your suitcase, walked to the door, and opened it before the door was slammed shut with his hand.

"What the hell, Childe."

"You can't."

"I can't what? Be independent and have a life without you."

"You don't know, you need me, Y/n, you need me."

"I don't need you for shit, damnit, take your hand off."

He grabbed you by your wrist and pinned you by the wall, "Are you crazy, Childe."

"You can't leave me, sweetie" I need you" as he stroked your face

"Are you fucking d-" you were cut off before his sword was pressed near your neck,

"If I can't have you, then nobody can."

Chapter one | the prince's comfort

Chapter pairings: Kaeya x f! reader

Series synopsis: Born and bred to be empress, your clan has sent many women to the royal court but never the most coveted position out of them all. Thanks to your schematic family, the moment you came to this world was when the first empress has been rid of, presenting the fate of a mere newborn. Try to adjust to your life in the throne as your heart is shaken by the men who came to your life, one after another. Either as a passerby, a lesson or perhaps true love.

Chapter synopsis: One night where you're left all alone to yourself, an unexpected guest welcomes himself to your life...and to your bed.

Tags: smut | forbidden love | first time | virginity loss | slight angst

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What you said years ago may be forgotten as time flies, children grow, people change and so do their dreams. You look out the window in your wedding dress; everyone around you gushed and congratulated you on your new life but the receiver didn’t seem to be an enthusiastic bride. 

The main path from Mondstadt gate to the cathedral was protected with an elemental barrier, behind those are joyous people who wave cloths, flowers, or simply their hands to welcome the new empress of the Teyvatian empire. The holy kingdom prepared grandiose decorations across their roofs, the sky, and especially the inside of the grand cathedral which took the sisters' breaths away. 

All of these are to welcome the wedding of Emperor Pierro and the Empress (y/n) (l/n). There was a rumor about how her family went through extreme means to get her the position and it almost cost her the throne but the clever people from her house dissipated the rumor like smoke.

The shouts got louder and the Favonius knights became alert; all eyes focused on the carriage that stopped in front of the gate. The door opens before you know it, one step of your bejeweled shoe and the reveal of the hem of your white gown; the journalists soon scramble to take photos and describe your style, a race on who gets to publish an article first. 

You grab the extended hand of your family's most loyal man, stepping out of the carriage with his help. Itto smiled brightly at you, one that always made you feel at ease as you're entering a foreign country on your first official visit. He was always the one who stuck by your side even if you used to be mean to him, following you like a puppy since you were kids. Sadly, the connection between you and him had to be severed inside the palace. 

You beam at him slightly, nothing like the gratitude you feel inside for him since you had to be careful with your appearance, people like to nitpick anything they see. "Goodluck." he whispers, and you nod poker-faced before lifting your chin to walk to the cathedral. 

It was exhausting, paired with the sun that scorched you throughout the long walk yet you can't move an inch of a complaint as your entourage of ladies are as stiff as stone. As soon as you reached the large doors, the knights don't immediately open them per instruction; “wait for her attendants to finish fixing the gown, hair, makeup, and when the attendants come back to their places, open the door wide for the new empress.”  

The grand sight of the cathedral welcomes you with its glorious stained glass, sparkling chandeliers, and sunray spotlights while the heads of the guest turn to you. You walk slowly and confidently, passing without a glance at any of the seats until you see the two members of the Imperial family at your right. The emperor at the front and the blue-haired prince at his back; you glance at Pierro's features, and are once again reminded that you and him have a large age gap. He's dashing for his age at least; besides you're not marrying for love, you marry for power. 

He offers you his hand and you take it, placing your soft skin against his rough and calloused palm. His hand was large as it covers your own for warmth, an action that eased you a bit. The organ resounds as the emperor and his new empress walk together to the altar, side by side, hand in hand to be blessed by the heavens.

After the wedding, the bride must be pampered to prepare herself for her night duties. Like how your hair was brushed by the servants, the tufts of light makeup on your face, your shoulder bare from the innocent yet provoking nightgown. The hands on you then stop when everyone hears a knock. "Come in" you command, and a shaking maid unable to meet your eyes stutters her announcement. 

"Word-word came from the emperor's palace. The emperor has f...forgone the first night. He said that the empress may retire for the night as she is exhausted from the long journey to the palace." 

Silence. Then the brush falls on the floor and the maid assigned to it screams her apologies. You don't what to feel about it but you were taught to decode the meaning behind one's actions. Were they already telling you your place in the palace? That you're just a young, naive, second empress? Does it mean he doesn't want an heir from you? Did he swear to never touch another woman after his wife died? you scoff—preposterous. Your left eye twitches as you grip the thin material of the nightgown too hard, your sharp manicured nails tearing a little hole in the lace. Oh how you wanted to rip it all apart.

"Everyone leave" One word from you and they all bow synchronized, leaving the tools at your vanity still arranged. You stand up and look at the window, gazing at the waning moon that's supposed to represent you. The moon of the empire. And it's getting smaller day by day just like the happiness dwindling out of you; to think that the palace would transform you into such a state…it’s frightening. You're so far away from home, far away from everyone and everything you knew and suddenly you're thrown into the den of wolves. With no one around you.

The lady that your family raised never cries, and is never vulnerable. She only shows her weakness that's made up and uses tears for the effect of capturing hearts. Unexpected it was that real tears dripped down from your eyes and onto your cheeks, and more unexpected it was that an intruder came to your palace late at night. 

"Oh my. Why is the empress crying on her wedding day?" A playful voice rang from below and you wiped your tears fast, looking down on your balcony and seeing the blue-haired prince smirking. You squinted your eyes, putting up a cold defense as you're reading his face. Mocking? Was he mocking you? Maybe he already knew what happened, word travels fast in the palace. 

"Prince Kaeya. Isn't my residence off limits without any permission to enter aside from the emperor? I'm afraid I haven't received news of your visitation." You say as a matter of fact and he froze, a fake reaction that made your blood boil. 

"Oh? Sorry about that. I was used to playing around my home, ‘forgot someone is now occupying this place.” His gaze turned a bit serious at you. He subtly mentioned his mother, the first empress, being the constant reminder that you were foreign to the palace. Kaeya could be harboring ill feelings towards you and your family, for taking away his mother, and his father’s affection. What a kid. You have to set your position right since you can't keep being treated like this. 

"Your mother is no longer here. As for that rumor…I’m afraid it has nothing to do with me." And at that, his smile fades on your effective provocation. "I'm the new empress now. Learn to respect me and stop dwelling on the past." 

Kaeya nods as if taking your words seriously. He doesn't talk for a minute and you decided to retreat to your room until he states his reason for visiting to prevent you from going back.

"I don’t believe in rumors that happened years ago so no need to go down that path. I just wanted to comfort you." And you turn to him in a whirl, expression floored as he has the utmost satisfaction of seeing your face looking amusing. Comfort? What comfort? 

"Come on empress, I'm just a bit older than you. We should be friends don't you think?" His age doesn't match his actions.

“I don’t want to talk to you.” “I don’t think so.” Kaeya shrugs. 

"Don't get cocky now. You aren't even the crown prince yet." You retort and he rolls his eyes. “Why does everything have to be connected to the throne?.” He huffs a sigh testing your temperament.

“I always hear those nags about being the crown prince, thought you would be different. But I can't blame you after all...the palace is a dangerous place to live.” And he leaves before bowing down like a cherry topping from the disrespect he showed you tonight.

"I know that. But I'm not going to end up like your mother." You reply to yourself, watching his back getting smaller from your balcony.

After that incident, you tightened the security of your residence to prevent that prince from coming again. Yet it’s proven to be useless as Kaeya is persistent when he always manages to find you in the palace and greets you with a “Good morning empress”, kissing the back of your palm as you look down on him in disgust. He always sits on your afternoon tea uninvited, this time is not an exception. But you were left alone so you stood up, head twisting to look if anyone was around.

“You’ll break your neck if you keep doing that.” He casually drops, placing tea for himself and downing it right away, lacking the proper etiquette. You’re starting to question if he’s really the prince.

“You’d probably like that don’t you?” You sit down and snap, and Kaeya had to hide his little smile in the teacup. He’s feeling it, you’re responding and warming up to him. He calls for a servant and wine, a glass for him placed on the tablecloth as the dark liquor flows.  

“I don’t like breaking necks but I like breaking backs.” He casually says while sipping, and you suddenly slam your teacup too loudly that it clangs. Kaeya who’s surprised by your actions thought you knew the innuendo behind it, but once again you never fail to disappoint him. 

“How can a prince be so violent?” And he burst laughing, his tummy hurting from the childlike innocence and your expression that’s done with him. What was so funny? You feel suddenly conscious about what you said. Did you interpret it the wrong way?

“Are you drunk?” 

Kaeya wipes the water from his eyes while you roll yours in exasperation. “I am not drunk nor violent like what you think. If you go out on the streets then you’d understand what I’m trying to say.” “I’m not that free to wander around in the streets. And I don’t like the messy and noisy environments.”  

He nods, pouring you a cup of tea when he saw it’s empty. All of a sudden he had good etiquette. “What a good laugh. If you weren’t off limits, you’d certainly be by my side…” 

Then he trails off, realizing he had a slip of the tongue and feared what face would you make. He has a knack for ruining things, didn’t he? Blue eyes slowly look at you, a side glance to see what would you feel about what he just said. 

Kaeya thought you would feel disgusted about him having that kind of thoughts about you, but when he saw your face…It sparked a little hope in him that was too bright. He didn’t know if he should pursue it or leave it alone. 

Your lips were curved, eyes blinking at him, mouth agape, and to him, you look flustered; just like the women he entraps with his flattery. “What did you say?” You croak, this was the first time your voice ever broke since you were a child. The empress can’t be vulnerable or show her feelings, that’s what you’ve been taught and drilled into your mind, it’s a very hard ideal to take out. But certain situations continuously show someone your inner feelings. The slight thump you felt in your heart was dangerous, it made you unable to speak and think properly. 

“Empress-“ 

“This is highly inappropriate.” 

“I was just joking!” “I think I need to go now. It’s not a nice joke.” 

You stand up scared from your inner turmoil, you’ve never been taught how to handle awkward scenarios. And so, you turn away with one last glance at Kaeya, and you run to the comfort of your four walls. You feel insane, you can’t think about what he said earlier. Verifying and demanding answers should be first but you’re just here thinking about the deeper meaning of what he said. You don’t think you can approach him again. 

He’s the emperor’s son for goodness sake! Your husband’s son! It’s a sin to be thinking about him like that, but he sinned first! You’re not in the wrong. It’s his fault, you should stay away from him and listen to your rational mind, reassess the situation —*knock*—you stop pacing around the room and suddenly fear the door. Instead of telling them to come in, you grab the door harshly to reveal the maid who was shocked at your appearance. Your mood went down as if expecting someone else. 

“What is it?” “Your Majesty. His Highness, Prince Kaeya requests for approval of visitation.” Your eyes slightly widen but you keep it together, preventing the maid from seeing any reaction. “When?” “Right now. He’s with the front guards.” You swallow and nod, thinking of his reason for visitation. He usually barges in but now he has the thought of following protocol. “Let him in. Lead him to the drawing room.”

He makes you so confused and stressed, earlier you just said to keep your distance from him but you can’t bear the thought of turning him away. You stare at yourself in the mirror, examining yourself if you look good enough, flattening and smoothing stray hairs, grabbing your favorite perfume, and glaring at it. Who wears perfume to sleep? You place it back down, and you stop at your indecent attire. Should you change to a more appropriate dress? Your mind was going back and forth, whether should you follow the right path or stray from it; until the overthinking ate you up with no time left to change as a knock resounds on the other side of the door. 

“Come in” 

The maid bows at the side, announcing Kaeya who’s looking at you with an unreadable expression. “No one shall come near my chambers. You may go now.” No questions asked the maid departs with a bow to the both of you. Shy gazes and an uncomfortable silence ensue as you make way for Kaeya and he enters timidly. 

“I’ll get you tea. I have no liquor inside my room.” You walk away yet he pulls on your coverup, exposing a bit of skin on your shoulder that scandalizes you. “Prince! What are you-“ Kaeya’s blue eyes linger on the bare skin, who knows what’s on his mind? You try to read his expression; his predatory gaze, his lips ajar, and his grip on your nightgown crumpled, all those details tell you what he wants. Your brows furrow in frustration from being able to read his actions. And so, you snap him out of his trance, putting back the cover on your shoulder. “What’s your excuse this time?” 

He clears his throat. “I wanted to apologize the other day. You ran off so suddenly so I must have shocked you. It was inappropriate of me to say that-” 

“It’s alright, I’m sure it was just a little mistake.” Your cold voice pierced through the air, cutting off his words. He nodded, looking down before staring at you darkly, it made you uneasy. 

“If you don’t have anything to say, you can go now.” “I have something to say. I still haven’t apologized properly.” 

Kaeya grabs your fingers lightly, looking down at them before speaking his mind. “I’m sorry for the other day but I wasn’t lying. And I can’t forget about it…” He says, forcing you to a corner as your mind goes haywire on what he’s trying to get to you. The answer was dangling in front of yet you refuse to look into it, afraid of what it will do to you. Yet that danger seemed to be exciting, thrilling, captivating; a trap for anyone who dives into it, and you, are a mere human who fell in.

“What are you trying to say?” A scared hush comes from your lips, fearing for the knowing response that comes next. It makes you squirm, makes your head spin, just as you find yourself anticipating his words. 

 “Just one time. A one-time thing. Please give me a chance.” Kaeya hopes he gets his message across to you, the overgrowing need for something forbidden was too strong. And it does get to you, but you needed one last confirmation from him that he’s ready to do this. 

“I think you’ve gone insane. Do you even know what you’re saying?” you ask, suspicious he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, yet Kaeya knows very well what he’s getting himself into. He already made up his mind before coming here. 

“I know…I know I hate seeing you cry. So please, let me wipe those tears away.” What tears? Oh, the one that fell from your eye, placing itself on your cheek; too many unknown emotions swirling inside are overwhelming you as your face then contorts.

“Let me make up for what my father lacked.”

Kaeya hated his father in multiple instances, and one is for taking him away from you. One time in an event for noble children; he saw you falling and bruising your knee, crying in the grass, and he almost ran to go help you. He wanted to approach this pretty girl and make friends but— “Kaeya. Let’s go.” —his father’s stern voice pulled him back, his little body freezing at the command of the emperor, and he’s forced to watch another boy urgently pick you up.  

And it even grew much more for trapping you inside the palace to become his wife, he was unbelievably disgusted when he knew you were chosen. Now this, his arrogant father canceling on your first night, abandoning the lonely empress and not even seeing or visiting you for once. His father was terribly good at deserting people. But why was he angry when he didn’t do anything to save you? He just wanted and visualized, keeping his anger to himself and never putting his mind to action. 

He was a coward. Kaeya was a coward. And was coveting his father’s wife his first act of rebellion? He doesn’t know if this was brought by anger or lust, maybe both, but he can’t think of those now that he’s got you under his body. 

Your hands claw at his v-neck shirt that barely covered his chest, his lips tasting you and making you his for the night. Just one night like he always does.

You never looked at him that way until recently. The coronation was the first time you saw him. You barely had time to admire the prince back then, and seeing him now you understand why he becomes the talk of the town. His eyes were a deep blue, hair patching his palette, and his skin had a different kind of beauty from what you knew. Kaeya was simply graced with a great appearance.  

His sun-kissed skin glistens with sweat as he groans from pushing inside you, tears escaping from the corner of your eyes from the pain, and he wipes it away with his thumb, the other hand on your waist for him to squeeze. It was sure to bruise. “I’m sorry for the pain. It will be over soon.” He assures you as he sees you uncomfortable, guiding you through your first time. 

“Try to breathe in and feel me inside you. You’ll feel much better.” Kaeya breathed hard as he starts pushing further, testing your depth as you cry out from the unfamiliar sensuality. 

“It…it still hurts.” 

He presses right below your tummy and you thrash open-mouthed. “There. You feel me right?” 

Your body glides up and down as he changes pace, a hand pinning you to the soft sheets to gain full control over you. Getting a taste of the forbidden fruit, marking what’s not his, all of those a sin against his father and heaven. But the prince didn’t care even if he were to be struck with stones, he has no responsibility at this moment. 

In between the sheets, you and him left your thrones, just two young souls who found each other in lust, not caring about the price they had to pay sooner. That was how humans succumbed to sin and lost themselves. Focused only on how their bodies worked, relishing the mind-numbing, body-curling experience as they lose their ability to speak, uttering animalistic sounds from their mouths.

“Kaeya! I feel weird, ah!” You moan, not knowing the ecstatic feeling building up inside you. He smirks, finding your inexperience cute. “Just let it go. It’s the best part.” and he stimulates your spot further to help you chase your high. 

“Ah!” A wanton moan escapes your lips. What was this feeling? You know you’re secreting down there and that passing moment was just so addicting and relieving. You feel like you want to do it again with the way he shoves in and out. Kaeya shudders, finishing inside you while forgetting the possible consequence, his mind was not on the right track to think straight.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he looks down at your smaller, corrupted body that he just claimed. He did it. He stole another man's wife…One look at you fighting your sleep and he feels guilty knowing he won’t stay; he won’t even have the time to take care of you. This relationship was far too risky to continue, it could cost you both your lives and he doesn’t want to drag you into the dirt. You were still pure under all your layers, you shouldn’t be dirtied.

“Are you leaving now?” You break the silence, eyes closed to rest. “Miss me already?” And you fought the urge to open your eyes and glare at him. “Not that I want you to stay…but you said that you wanted to comfort me. You wanted to be friends.” You wondered what kind of friend he will be to you. And if friends even do something like that. You almost forgot you have a husband, how could you remember that man when you haven’t seen him since the wedding.

Kaeya laughs, breaking your thoughts of the emperor. “Can we still be friends after this? But I’m pretty sure this is a trend nowadays.” He says with an amusing look, guessing your response. “I definitely don’t want to be friends with someone I slept with. You said yourself this is a one-time thing.” 

He almost forgot that. Kaeya never got rejected and speaking to you was the first time his pride got hurt. Raising his eyebrows in agreement, he nods and lays down beside you. “You need to take a bath or at least wash your lower half.”

You don’t understand why you need to take a bath on a tired body but then you feel the sticky liquid between your thighs. And in a fit of embarrassment, you turn your back on him, your stupid heart pounding from what happened earlier. “I don’t want to take a bath. I’m too tired.” You close your eyes to try escaping him and then surprisingly fall into slumber.

Kaeya watched your back for an hour even though he needed to leave immediately. You got quiet soon and he assumed you were sleeping, you needed it after all. He stands up from the bed, contemplating whether to touch you or not, because if he does, then he’ll stay and sleep here. Your heads are probably on a platter the next morning. 

He doesn’t smile for there was nothing to smile about. There was only room for regrets and what-ifs. He dresses as quietly as possible, not wanting to bother the sleepy figure.

"Such a shame. You could've been my empress." He muses out loud before leaving for the night. 

But what Kaeya didn’t know was that you were a light sleeper, trained to detect assassinations in your sleep, royals are prone to it after all. Thus, even the slightest noise of his pants woke you up.

You were wide-eyed, dazed, as the door closes and your room gets cold; he planted so many doubts coursing through your mind, together with questions of whether you became empress at the wrong time.

end notes: kaeya and (y/n) will be back!...or are they?

Wings Of Freedom

Ft. Venti x Gn!Florist reader

Cw : Hurt/No comfort, some grammar error i think? Ooc venti maybe, I HATE WRITING RAAAGH, english is not my mothertounge so sorry if some of the word are amiss.

Summary : You've always dreamed to be a florist, tending and caring a flower is what you've always liked to do. Even after you opened up your little flower shop it always has an upside downs, Customer comes and go but not until a certain green bard came abruptly to your life.

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Having to tend a little flower shop by yourself isn't always the easiest, picking up flower on starsnatch cliff by midnight and feeling the strong wind of mondstadt creeps up to your bone and then planting a seed of mondstadt native flower which grows into a beautiful flower then wilts the next day or either the pot falling from the balcony of a small rented house you're living in, then having to deal with rude customer.

Then again you remembered, this is the life you've always wanted.

Since little, You have always happily helped your parents with their little generational bakery. Either you were running around and delivering the freshly made bread to person that ordered it then getting a lot of compliment about how enthusiastic you are, it has always been the happiest day of your life. You wished that you could stay on that timeline of your life forever.

Sadly, one day. Your parents generational bakery comes to its end, as much as you can remember somebody blacklisted your parents bussines and making the bakery to be put out of business.

The day after it happened, it was a total chaos your parents were running here and there looking for a job vacancy to apply in. Your father said that he himself got a high paying job on snezhnaya and said that the job he applied in is pretty much dangerous and he had to move out of mondstadt to Snezhnaya leaving you and your own mother behind.

That night, he left you and your mother alone and left a letter saying..

"My dear beautiful wife, and my beloved child today is the last night i could see you with my own eyes. Worry not my dear family if the day ever comes that i wasnt in your arms remember that, i'll soar the sky and be with you as the wind of mondstadt. So fret not my dearest family."

You remembered how loud your mother cry were, after all when your father left your mother was very ill, You tried to use every allowances your parents gave you to look if theres a doctor who could treat her illnes, but your mother said...

"(Name) this sickness is uncureable, no matter if you search at the most smartest doctor. They cannot cure this generational illness, my own mother your grandma has this sickness too. Unfortunately she said that this illness has been going on our family tree since the first generation to our own. (Name).. im very scared if you caught this illness too, what if i was not there to tend to you? How would you survive by yourself?..." she holded your hand tightly while a little drop of tears falls down through her cheek.

Her word echoes through your ears frequently, even after her passing you could remember how her tone were laced in fear.

Mother... mother i miss you so much..

You doesn't even realize how your eyes water to the bitter memories when your mother passed away.

You tried to remember correctly about the symptoms your mother had when she was sick, first... she was pale.. and weak and then sometimes she.. coughed up blood wait why were you trying to remember the symptoms?? Perhaps, you were scared.

What if you caught the same illness your grandmother and your mother was? After all if you look at yourself correctly at the mirror you could see that your body were showing the same symptoms your mother had.

You turned your head to the dark sky of mondstadt, right.. its time to pick some cecilia

you got out of your so beloved bed you could feel the cold of the wooden floor hitting your bare feet, Maybe Midnight its a bad time to go pick out some cecilia, but deep down you know that you wanted to feel the mondstadt air and ease your mind for a little while.

You took one of your basket that you usually use to gather neither herb or flower and walked yourself up to the starsnatch cliff.

The midnight air was cold yet comforting, with every step you took you couldn't help but reminsice the old days when your beloved mother would take you to a night stroll on the starsnatch mountain. Often she tells you that sometimes a bard would play his lyre and sing a beautiful melody of a mondstadt poem. Said she that she would often gave up the idea of picking out the flower and admire the bard melody instead.

You wondered, was his melody really that good? So that your mother who has always hated bard fell in love with his melody. She even said that bard shouldn't sang their tune and stops being drunk.

Was he and his melody really that majestic?...

Indeed you were lost in your thought, until something or someone snapped your thought the more closer you walked the clearer the source was, its a... melody?.. was it the bard your mother tells you, From afar you could see a certain green bard sitting on the edge of the cliff and sang a certain melody.

What is he doing? On the middle night like this, does he not know the mondstadt air is too cold these day? And i was trying to enjoy my time picking out flower alone too. –You grumble down to yourself

The more you got closer to the cliff the more you could hear his melody, honestly his melody was beautiful. You were struck admiring him and his melody not caring about how the cold air is hitting you to the bone.

"Hoho~ is someone admiring the bard and his tune?" The green bard stopped playing and turned his head at you, "Was my melody beautiful that it made you stop your track and listen to it?" His feet dangling on the edge of the cliff.

"Ahem! Of course no, i was uhh here to pick out some flower see??" You bend yourself down to pluck some cecilia

"Lying is bad you know? But i'll let you do whatever your doing" said he as he continues to strum his lyre down and sang an old mondstadt song

What a weird bard –You muttered down to yourself

"Anyway Since this is midnight, what kind of a bard would see himself at the cliff while singing some mondstadt song or poem and not singing drunk at the angel share?" Again you said while picking up a batch of fresh flower while occasionally shivering from the cold air.

"Well, singing here made me remember some of the beautiful moments i shared with my late friend ehe, and honestly stranger seeing you here reminds me of a certain person, Hm.. which person was it eh?~" Said the bard with a cheeky tone, "Ah! I remember, it was that woman that would often came here to pick out some flower! Just like you." He got up from the cliff and walked towards you, "Though picking out flower at midnight isnt good is it? You should go home soon."

Damn.. who is he to tell me to do something?...

"Of course stranger, i will go home after i finished, and i diddnt quite catch your name, whats your name?"

"Im Venti the number one bard in the wholee teyvat! And what's your name stranger?" His aqua green eyes met yours

"Im... (Name) its a pleasure to meet you."

"No need to be so formal (Name), I'll be going now. See you somewhere!" He waves his hand at you while walking down the mountain.

Hmm, his name sound quite familiar i wonder –You continued picking out the flower, Today flower is so fresh~

After you finished on picking out the flower for tommorow sell, you descended your way down the mountain, again feeling the cold air of mondstadt hits your bone. Though seeing that bard makes you wonder if he is really the bard that your dearest mother mentioned, his melody were really beautiful.

After a little journey down the starsnatch cliff to your little rented apartement you set down the filled bucket with flower in it down and started to plant them down one by one on a little pot you got from flora.

Today flower is really fresh, im sure flora would like it~ —you muttered down to yourself

Though you wonder how you ended up being a florist, when all you dreamed was to be an adventurer, just like your father.

Your father had an pyro vision that light up brightly just like his own heart, said he when he got it, he felt disappointment arose on his heart. When he wanted an Anemo vision, so why does the god grants him an pyro one instead?

That pyro vision often burned his hand, you remember one time your mother dared him to cook by himself since apparently he made mother mad and ended up (almost) burning the whole kitchen and made your mother even more mad.

But, Again when you rethink of what your father said when he was disappointed of getting an pyro vision instead of anemo, you wanted to be mad you really do. Even after numerous of pray you did to the gods to grant you a vision, you never got one. Imagine how fun is it to have vision with you?

Like maybe cooking is easier when you have a pyro vision with you, or maybe the Anemo one! You could clean the leaves near your home by swooshing the wind.

Tsk, why was that old man so ungrateful. —you grumbled while aggresively patting your hand to get the dirt off.

You plopped yourself down to the bed and made yourself comfortable.

I hope tommorow is better.

The next morning came pretty quick, the ray of sunlight seeping from the curtain stirs you awake. The first thing that came in your mind is.. work.

Flora must been waiting, better hurry..

After you've done your usual morning routine, you picks up 2 pot of cecilia and walks outside your home, as usual you being you still being popular despite the incident that occured on your family.

You walked and walked to the mondstadt gates while occasionally saying hello to the people outside.

"Flora! I brought the flowers from last night, they looked really fresh today." You squatted and puts down the flower pot arranging it under flora's table

"When did you picked this up?" Flora asked

"As usual you know, on midnight. Though the wind was really freezing me up last night!"

"(Name)! I told you to stop picking up flower at midnight, who know a monster might get you or maybe the wind will freeze you!" She kneeled beside you, "Im worried about you (Name), dont push yourself, your sickness Its– " she paused, her eyes showing worries.

"You shouldn't be worrying me too much flora! I can take care of myself, im very strong no monster and wind could make me succumb to my own knees." You got up and offered your hand to her, "Now cmon! The work is waiting."

"Alright alright! Just dont overdo yourself." Said flora as she takes your hand and got up to her foot.

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As time went by, the sun has set down. Leaving you and flora alone, Time to pack everything– you muttered to yourself but you noticed that, a certain bard has been watching you from afar. Though you paid no mind since ur eyes is starting to give up on staying awake.

"Aaaa im too tired, why does these weeks seems so tiring to me flora?.." you stretched your back while whining a little, "I gotta go rest.."

"Yea, you definitely should (name). Plus you gotta go check that illness of yours, its been a while since you paid a visit to that doctor." Flora turned her eyes to you whilst organizing the flower pot in front of the stall, "now go home (name), leave the rest to me!"

"Alright.. thanks flora, you too dont go home too late." Said you as you packed your things and walked yourself home.

The walk to your home wasnt that far since the place your staying in is near flora's flower stall, when you arrive at your doorstep again you realize that someone gaze has been eyeing you since you walked yourself home.

Eerie... –was all you could thought

The moment you entered your house you feel that something is wrong, your head was spinning abruptly and your vision was blurry, your palm were sweating.

"Hey! You alright??"

You could hear someone voice? When you turned your heels to see who it was.

Oh.. its that green bard– was all you could mutter before collapsing into the floor and your vision darkened.

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You do not remember how long you were gone, but what you remember is that when you woke up you could hear 2 person mumbling about something, what is happening?? –You asked yourself

You started to open your eyes little by little, while sometimes you squinted your eyes trying to adjust to the lights around you, when you started to observe your surrounding. You realized that you were laying in your bed.

You turned your head to see where the mumbling noise was, flora?..

"(Name)! Thanks the archons you're awake, this green bard was running to me saying that hey! Your friend collapsed! –to which i replied WHO?!" She said whilst removing the ice pack on your head.

"Ehe! Glad i've spotted you on time, sorry about breaking into your house though." Said the green bard which if you remember correctly, his name was Venti.

"Must've been whatever this sickness is.. right??" You turned your head to flora.

"Anyway, (Name) ill go get your food from my house alright? You stay put here with venti. Venti dont do anything weird to them, remember what our agreement is." Flora said while she got on her heels and walked herself through your home.

And now what left is just you and the bard whose his position right now is sitting on your bed, "So how do you feel (Name)?" He opened his mouth to speak.

"Do i know you?" You muttered

"Aww cmonn dont pretend we're not close! (Name) its not good that you're starting to forget your savior!" He said crossing his arms

My what?! I diddnt even known him for long!

"Okay okay i–" your own voice was interrupted by a fist of cough coming down from your own throat, that hurted..

"Take it easy (Name), just rest i'll watch you." The bard said, "Should i sing you a tune then, its free dont worry." He said summoning his lyre, as he started to strummed his lyre down you realized how familiar the melody was, it feels as if you were listening it for the second time ever.

When you looked at his face, your mind suddenly went nostalgic. He reminds you of a certain someone? But.. who?

"Do i.. know you?.." for the second time again you muttered to yourself, you tried to recollect any memories that involve this certain green bard but there was none

"Have i ever met you before that time on starsnatch cliff?" You blurted the word out of your mouth, to your surprise the bard choked on his own melody. Seeing how surprised and weird his look was you began to ponder even more.

"Ehh i wonder.. what do you think then (Name)? Was i that weird bard who you met on the starsnatch cliff last time?" His aqua green eyes meets yours.

To which you shrugged your own shoulder as a response, "i dont know... venti.."

"You dont have to remember its fine, anyway flora will be here soon with your medicine, maybe to pass the time should i tell you a story?"

You only nodded your head in response.

"At last there was a story—"

Where a bard met a mondstadter who piques his interest, their hobby of dancing and their hobby of baking intrigue him.

There comes a day when he started talking to them, to which on his own surprises! They share the same hobby as him... Which is Singing. Everyday they would be running around the town singing music, every night they would sat together on the startsnatch cliff and tells eachother funny stories.

The moon is beautiful today isn't it? They blurted out, in which the bard responses, I know.

But sadly there comes a day when the bard partner had accident, their family bussines went out of bussiness. The bard never knew what his partner was dealing with, until one night it all ended.

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"Alright! Thats it, the another part of story can wait another time (Name), flora is here already." He said standing up from your own bed, "I'll get going if you want to know the continuation meet me at the starsnatch cliff Ehe! See you"

Again he waved his hand at you and left, somehow your heart aches when he left something felt amiss on your heart.

"Flora who is he?." You turned your head to face her.

"Not important (Name) go eat first alright" she said

Who.. is he? Why does he feel so familiar

This time you could only bottle the feeling down to yourself, even flora persist that she's not gonna give you an answer. Should i try asking the bard??..

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Ironic isnt it? Seeing your own lover started to gradually forgets you? Just because of your little mistake everything started to went downhill.

The only thing that brighten up your life, Gone. Even when you tried so hard to make them remember who you are, you failed.

Because of your own mistake, now you cant do what you used to do with them, holding hands, hugging, laughing with each other, and maybe even being affectionate with each other.

Merely, they were nothing but a stranger to you now, all because of your own mistake.

It was your own mistake Venti, if only at that time you were quick enough they wouldn't forget you.

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Ty for reading whatever this shitty ahh post, gn im gonna go sleep ty.

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💖

A comfort and a warm.

Ft. Childe/Ajax

Cw : Male Reader, Reader's a florist! Story written from Childe/Ajax POV Ooc childe sobs. RUSHED ASF. Not proofread

Summary : Ajax has always been a lonely person who kept his burden all by himself, but not until a certain boy came to his life and lit his hollow soul ablaze.

A/N : its alr the end of the year lol, i just wanna say a lots and tons of sorry for being so inactive, basically school is destroying my sanity and i've been trying to finish my last request (very sorry to the anon) anw im writing this to fill my blog since its so empty

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After the abyss incident Ajax could feel that he was nothing but a living corpse that seek nothing but power, even when his family was always by his side and comforting him every night saying how grateful they were that he came back home in one piece, yes he may physically came home in one piece but what about his inner mind? Is he still the cheerful and innocent Ajax they used to know?

Ajax's family were very much aware about his abyss incident, and they were aware about how his mental condition were worsening when he joined the Fatui and yet they said and did nothing about it.

He had it said to himself that the day when the fatui took him in, "This is the end of my youth and the beggining of my day as a warrior, from today onward i promise I'll be stronger to protect those i care about." And thus he left his innocence behind and built himself a mask that he hoped will cover any remant of his childhood self.

Sure the masks of personality he built worked, but at what cost?

Ajax felt as if he was hollow, he wondered to himself if he was still alive at this point, everything he said everything he do felt meaningless even when he came home to the welcoming arm of his family he felt that something inside him were missing, sure he may looked happy but.. is that what he truly felt?

But even after all of that, he remembers one certain incident where... he met a certain boy that changes his view of world.

He remembers vividly, it was a pretty sunny day on liyue, as always ajax was wandering aimlessly whilst admiring the calming and busy atmosphere and even occasionally saying Hi to whoever he met whether it was colleagues or just someone he happens to know, that's until he stumbled upon a very familiar face, You.

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"Goodmorning comrade, is the flower selling well today?" I said to the person as i fasten up my pace and jumping giddily, a liyuean florist whom i and the other Liyuean people adored, because of his well known calm and reserved demeanor and a sweetest smile he earned a sweet title by the children as a "Sunflower Boy"

"Goodmorning, what should i call you today eh, Maybe young master?" He said while chuckling softly, Sadly unbeknownst to the liyue people He an Fatui Agent, A cold blooded killer hiding behind the sweet smile face that watches all over the Liyue.

"Aw come on (Name), lets put the work aside" ajax turned his gaze towards you while fiddling with the flower on display, "This looked fresh, when did u picked this qingxin?" He asked.

"Last mission, i found a place with lots qingxin so why not harvest it from there?" Heh last mission huh?

"Wasn't the last mission i sent u on was a bloodbath?" I said to him.

Huft... you sighed, "if you want to talk the details about the last mission we better not do it here, Childe."

"Oh? Calling by my codename rather than Tartaglia huh? Interesting" he chuckled, "is it a one step of getting closer?"

Honestly if i could ho and visit you everyday, I would.

"Anyway Childe, what brings you here?" He asked while organizing the flower bouquet.

"Well, i just wanted to see you. Beside i needed a flower for teucer, how much for this one" he said while pointing to a flower bouquet, "that one pretty, im sure teucer would love it."

"Teucer huh? Wait.. Teucer is here??" He turned his gaze at me completely shocked, "How come is he here? Did he run off again."

"Of course not! He said he missed Liyue and Teucer is teucer he begged to go to liyue with me."

"Heh Teucer always like that isn't he? Anyway here's your flower bucket sir, dont forget we have a meeting at 7PM today" he gave the flower bucket to me and grabbed my hand softly "Keep the money, beside i don't want my own superior to pay and dont't forget send my regard to teucer." He smiled fondly.

Somehow something inside my heart is burning truly, i could feel my face heatin up and my heart racing.

"Shit." I cursed down my breath and pulled my hand away from his, "Well ahem!, since we have a meeting today why dont i go treat you some meal before we began our work hm? You've been a really good assistant to me too these days, how about we go for third round knockout?"

"Sounds good! I was getting hungry myself." He said giggling, "but first i need to clean up the flower store." He hurriedly packed the flower away.

"Here let me help you comrade."

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Even until these day i wondered why you would hold my hand at the first place, Your hand not so fit for a florist, calloused and littered with scars but yet i somehow still adored it, at that time i wished the time could stop. I wished that we could hold hand a little longer.

A lot of people say that my action are getting a little too visible, how i smiled when his face randomly came on my mind or how sometimes he came to my office bringing the paperwork i need to do while smiling brightly, or maybe the time when he take cares of me while i was sick. I remember vividly, he would came to my office bringing me a cup of hot tea while ushing me to take a rest and said that he would take my place for a while, oh how sweet of him.

Even my fellow harbinger friend "Signora" said

"Poor boy tartaglia, can't even confess his feeling to his own assistant? You know that our job is dangerous right? death is not a uncommon thing here, either you will run out of time or..."

"Or what signora." I said my tone coming out coldly

"You know it already tartaglia."

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I scribbled down the last stack paperwork i needed to fill and submit whilst feeling that in any second my head could've exploded.

Just what time is it? I turned my head over to the clock sitting next to the sofa clearly showing that its past midnight and yet here i am trying to finish of what seem like non ending paperwork, should i just gave up? I have a free schedule tommorow anyway slacking off a little wouldn't hurt right? Right.

Slowly i could feel that my eyes is getting droopy and my body relaxing, i rested my head down to the desk im working at and slowly drifting to slumber.

But clearly before i was completely sleeping i could hear my office door slowly sliding open following with a long sigh of a certain person?? Honestly i was too tired to even look up and checked who it was.

Again before i knew it the next morning i woke up with a jacket draped over my shoulder and a finished paperwork? Half of it are already submitted i wonder, and a little note saying that i shouldn't overworked myself.

Straightening myself up i take off the jacket and inspected it for a little while finding a nametag signed "(Name)" in it. I couldn't help but let out a little laugh, Why do you care so much about me (Name)?

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After everthing you've done for me, how could i repay you? I remembered one single memory where everything changed, both you and me.

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Sometimes i could walked down the hallway with a bruised and bloodied body, and yet i never came running down to seek the medical staff, i walked myself to your office, where i know you would stay there and do whatever you needed to do, i know this has been the countless time i did it but yet, you never showed anger you welcomed me with open arms and tended my wound with your gentle hand, a hand that healed my inner self.

I knocked softly on your office door, "(Name) are you there? Its me, i got.. problems."

"Be right there" i could hear a faint shuffling and a rushing steps running to the door.

And the door opened, revealing you with a shocked and somewhat concerned face mixed with "I know this would happen" expression, "Well, good evening comrade as you see uhh i got trouble here." I tried to put my usually bright self.

"Get inside and sit down, let me get my medical kit"

I did as he ordered me to, i sat down to the usualy chair where he tended my wound and maybe sometimes where i would drop in and said Hi to him while he was resting.

"Look Ajax i do not want to hear your reason about this injury, im growing indeed tired of hearing your exact same reason." He said while sitting on a small chair and giving me a gesture to open up my clothes, "Open it i need to see the wounds"

"You know that its better for you to seek the actual medical staff and get yourself patched up there"

"Honestly (Name) my injuries heals faster if the one who patched it up is you" i said while smiling giddily, "But anyway thanks for always doing this though, i know i should've gone to the infirmary but yet i came up running to you"

"Sure yea, this might sting a little stay still."

Sting a little? I couldn't even feel anything when my mind is totally centered to how your hand tended my injuries.

When he patched me up, i stayed silent the rest of the time, i thinked about how he still wants to do this despite scolding me for a thousand time already.

"There and its done" he said while giving my back a little rub, "as i said next time dont overdo it Ajax, anyway here's your clothes the weather is really cold today isnt it?"

"Thank you (Name), and could i ask you something?"

"Ask away Ajax"

"Why do you keep doing this, despite of how many time you said to me that i was a nuisance? And the amount of stuff you did to me. Truly it did leave a mark at my heart, You know that time? When we met and talked at your flower shop and you hold my hand? I swear i couldm't get enough of it, and you know i've been holding myself to say this. I Liked you alot! More than friends if you are wondering, its fine if you dont feel the same, atleast i could get it out of my chest" i poured all the feeling i've been holding on for so many days, secretly i hoped that you would share the same feelings with me.

"And (Name) being with you truly healed my inner self, You did keep me sane the whole time you know that?" I laughed, while trying to hold in the little tears that pooled around the corner of my eye.

"Well Ajax, In fact i did share the same feeling with you, I Liked you too! Way longer than you did, i strucked love when i met you on your recruit days, we were on the same teams that day"

He said while Holding our hand together, but this time it was more genuine.

"I.. how could i not know then?"

"Maybe because you're too busy getting that harbinger title"

"(Name) i do not know how to respond to this, truly thank you, Thank you for everything." I squezzed his hand gently, "Thank You."

I never felt anything more happy than this, That day i feel that he has set my hollow soul ablaze.

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Bonus lmao :

"Hey (Name)" i turned my sight to him

"Yes?"

"Could i ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Kiss the injuries it helps them heals faster"

"....."

"No"

(Name) proceeds to smother ajax w little kisses and yes it make Ajax giggle and kicks his feet like a damn toddler

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Note : Thanks i know that this cringe but thank you truly.

Presented to my silly babi @adrifts-home

write write i uh write u ihu

HUh uh let i uh

write childe x reader

wher elike reader is sick ahoo GUESS WHO THIS IS ITS UR FAVEROITE MOOT

Are you... Sick?!

Ft. Childe aka tartaglia.

Cw : idk ooc ehm, stuff sick person do, reader a workaholic mf.

Sumarry : after being used to you taking care of him now its his turn to take care of you.

Reader's pronoun : They/Them

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It was a rainy and gloomy day, as you walked down the stone steps you could feel your head aching and your eyes getting even more blurry than ever. Crap did i caught a flu again?– is what you were saying since earlier, and what is even more worser is– what kind of sick person would walk themself home in the middle of the rain? Well, you of course.

Honestly, you were planning on to wait until the rain end but the aching on your head says otherwise, well you yourself doesn't want to be burden to your Co-worker right? Despite your friend and Co-Worker saying you should go home and take a rest, you insisted on working even later. And here you are, eyes puffy from how your eyes were watering, not from crying but from your flu of course, an aching head screaming for a rest, and also a tired body and mind.

And here you are, arriving on your shared house. As you opened the door, you walked yourself to the bathroom ignoring the splashing droplet of water from your wetted clothes, "I'll just.. clean it later." Said you while taking off your clothes and bathing yourself in a cold water, It would've been better if i bathe myself with a warm water– a word you diddn't even realize slipped off your mouth.

"Where is he.. why isn't he home yet" you said stepping off the stall and walked towards the table where your clothes sat ontop of the table. "Shit my towel, where is it?.. oh no i forgot to bring it here" nobody is home right? He's still not home yet– Opening up the bathroom door you walked yourself to your bedroom where your towel is stored, ugh i diddn't wipe my feet off and the floor is wet–

"(Na..–)" now, whose voice is this. "(Na–.. me!)" sounds like ajax, but from his yesterday letter it said that he will be home 2 more days right. Well.. ajax's–

"(Name)! There you are, Look what I–" not a liar right?.. oh my archon its him.

"Aaa, ajax don't look!" you screamed, your voice coming out raspy from how dry your throat were, "Oh wow, what a view." Ajax crossed his arm and laughed in amusement. Meanwhile you, were crouched down and hid your face in embarassment, "don't look.." there you are, crouching down in embarassment while your boyfriend is there laughing at you, "Cmon stand up don't be shy its not the first time i've seen you like this." He laughed.

"Hold on, let me get your towel." He said before running to your shared bedroom, that was embarassing... you muttered to yourself.

It wasn't that long till your boyfriend arrived with your towel, "here your towel." He said while rubbing your hair to dry it off, sniff.. sniffles you rubbed your nose.

"Are you okay?" Ajax tried to look at your hiding face, "lets.. dry yourself first, i don't want you to catch a cold." Too late im already sick– again you muttered to yourself and walked to the bedroom along with your boyfriend, "Sit here let me get your clothes." He walked to the wardrobe, "I was about to ask something, you're so quiet and.. you look sick" he said turning his head over, "Get out i'll dress myself." Your face were plastered with a visible scowl "but i wanna–.." "get out." "alright." Your boyfriend huffed in defeat and walked himself out of the bedroom.

Sigh.. my headache, its getting worser– You said whilst getting dressed, i should've listened to their protest don't i?– And now after being so stubborn about not wanting to take a rest you could feel how your body is giving up staying awake, you sat on your bed to avoid collapsing onto the floor and... making your boyfriend to worry even more.

Knock knock... "(name) are you finished? Can i come in?" Your boyfriend knocked on the door alerting you, "yea, come in Ajax." You said, when the door opened you could notice that Ajax was holding a tray of soup?..

"What's that ajax?" You peered over him with a curious gaze, "Its a soup i made with all my heart~" Ajax replied his face showing a genuine smile while he walked towards you, "since when did you make it? And how did i not notice." You asked, "Well i was home earlier than you, and since it was raining i was thinking, why not make a soup?" He said sitting beside you, "but then turns out you were sick." Ajax added, "So nice of you Ajax, thank you." You said while your hand reaches for the soup on his hand, but.. before you could even reach it, Ajax (softly) slapped your hand away.

"Nope! Im feeding you." Huh?! Did he just– "I insist, you're always doing this to me when im sick, so why can't i do the same hm?" He said while blowing his little fairy breath on the Spoon full of soup, "whatever ajax..." you opened your mouth, "there, is it good?" He asked and turned his gaze to you, "hm.. its.. Good! Its really good, what soup is this?" You swore your throat and stomach couldn't be much more better after eating the soup your boyfriend make, "This is a soup my mother used to make me when the weather is abit too cold back there in snezhnaya."

"You know this it what i hate when im not around–" there he goes on scolding you again, "you always overworked yourself don't you." You munched on the bits of meat on the soup, " y'know ajax, you overwork yourself when im not around too." Said you, "and how do you know–" "well that eyebags on your eyes explain it all." You pointed your fingers on the dark eyebags that sits under his eye, "Well.. ahem! Lets not talk about that."

"You know teucer was looking forward to meet you, and mother too well.. everyone did!" He said putting your now emptied bowl on the table beside your bed, "they're always like that don't they?" You giggled, "Yea yea.." he said while laying himself beside you, "You know you could get sick too right?" "I don't care, come scoot closer." You obeyed his word and scoots closer to him, "what are you trying to do.." you laid your head on his chest.

He stroked your hair and hummed a indeed familiar melody?.. oh, if you remembered correctly its a melody he hummed to you when you're having a bad day, his voice never fail to soothe your tired mind and with every hum coming out of his mouth, you find your gaze getting hazier and your body slowly realaxing, "sleep well and next time please don't overwork yourself (name).." he slipped a word, "mhm... you too.." you said before your vision completely darkening and your mind drifting to the dreamland.

You swore you could feel his lips on your head and an I love you slipping off his mouth.

Oh how lucky you are, having a boyfriend like him.

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Yoo its finished thanks my beloved drifty moots for this request, and funfact i write this when i was sick lmao. Anw enjoy

Lost & Found?....

Ft. Tartaglia/Childe (Ajax)

Reader's pronoun : He/Him Cw : the reader fell into the fking abyss<3, abyss princess lumine, abyss reader. Ooc childe??

Summary : In which you were his long lost childhood bestfriend, but reuniting with your long lost childhood friend isn't always the warmest.

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You were merely the core memory of his childhood. the memory you both made always made him smile, no matter which one.

Though, after his days on the abyss he lost the memories. One by one fades out, no matter how hard he tries to remember it, he couldn't. He couldn't remember how you look like. Your hair, your face, your features. It always left him questioned.

When he got out of the abyss, his first thought was his family, and you.

He tried to ask the nearby villager about your whereabout, only to be left with an answer that you had mysteriously disappeared the day after he was gone missing.

But, eventually after a brawl and huge havoc ajax's brings to the seaside village of morepesok, ajax father had no choice but to hand his beloved son to the fatui's.

Days by days went by in the fatui headquarter, ajax has long forgotten his childhood friend, Though whenever he was alone his thought always come to this certain voice he couldn't get over with.

"Ajax!... Ajax, promise me we would stay together forever!" Said a familiar voice of a boy he couldn't remember.

"But i promised you yesterday!" "I don't care! Lets do the promise again." The boy protested.

"Alright, alright!" Ajax could only huffed in response.

"You make a pinkie promise you keep it all your life. You break a pinkie promise. I throw you on the ice. The cold will kill the pinkie that once betrayed your friend. The frost will freeze your tongue off so you never lie again." The both of you said happily

..Oh... he remembered, you were his first friend, a very close one.

A child who always tags along with whatever he was doing, neither it was bad or good. Even his parents and sibling knows you well, you would sometimes have a dinner at his house or sometimes a sleepover.

Even your parents have to scold you because you always came home late.

Oh.. to those little memories that he cherished so much, it makes him misses you even more. But sadly, even when he remembers those memories he can't remember how you look like.

One by one, he remembers the memories vividly. The way you would hold his cold hand and guide him home through the cold forest, the way your smiled warmed his heart.

...He was so lost in thought until

"Sir Tartaglia, The Ship will be docked around 10 minutes until now. Please prepare yourself."

His eyes peered over the kneeling agent behind him.

"Hm." Tartaglia only hummed in response.

With that, the agent left.

Tartaglia recalled that his next mission were located in some random place in snezhnaya, he was tasked to retrieve an stolen ancient artifact which the fatui presumed it came from 500 years ago. The years where khaenriah still exist.

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10.27 Snezhnaya.

Ajax always misses walking down the snowy forest with you, the way you would show him the path on the forest so he diddn't get lost. How your warm hand warmed his cold ones.

"So this is the place.. i diddn't know the abyss would have their hideout around here" he peered over the blurry picture of an snowy ancient ruins, "now that i'm here, will you answer my question? Abyss mage." He pointed his dagger at the exhausted abyss mage under him, blood dripping off his dagger from the countless enemies he Killed.

"Heh.. you thought you could get an easy answer of the artifact huh? Fatui" the abyss mage responded.

"Cmon now.. dont play with me, you know you're on the verge of dying right know aren't you?" he pointed the dagger even more closely to the abyss mage body.

"If you wished for the answer, why don't you ask the answer to his majesty then?" The abyss mage said lowly.

"You—" just before childe could finish his own word, an knife flew infront of his face.

"That's enough." A figure wearing a cloaked clothes said, their upper face hidden by a hood.

"Torturing my underlings is unacceptable, and i guessed you came here for the relic aren't you?" The cloaked figure said while opening his hood revealing a very familiar face to ajax himself.

For a second ajax thinks he was dreaming, the person he cherished the most, is here, in front of him. But he know something was wrong... did.. you just said, underlings?

"You... you.. shit" ajax said, his face showing shock and confusion.

"Oh Tartaglia, or should i say ajax. Don't tell me you forggoten my name already?" You said.

The way his name rolled off your tongue perfectly, it remind him of some memories.

Your name.. what was your name?...

[Na...]...

[Name]?....

[Name]!

Your name! That was your name!

"[Name]! Is that.. Is that really you?!" His face showing an shocked expression.

"Well... could you not tell? You couldn't remember your own friend?" "Or did the abyss really affect you?"

"The Abyss?! How did you know about it??" "Were you.. were you siding with the abyss?!" He screamed.

"Her majesty... she.. she saved me, and in return i... will help her achieve her dream" You said, old Memory flashing your mind.

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"Madame!.. Madame!" You had been knocking on your dearest friend door, hoping for neither one of his family member to answer the knocking, ignoring the snowstorm that had been silencing your voice.

But— by the luck or miracle you have in your pocket, the door opened revealing an concerned mother.

"[Name]??, Oh dear! what are you doing here? The snowstorm is raging outside!" "Look at you, you got frostbite here and there" she said, her tone laced with worries as she examined your body.

"Madame.. is the rumor true?? About ajax?" You said while looking up at her, sad expression on your eye.

"Its.. sigh.., [name] why dont you come inside? I will explain it to you"

Just from her words you could already tell that the rumors was true, her tone explained it all.

"No! I cant.. i.. i need to look for him" you turned your heel, running to the forest where your bestfirend were last seen.

"Wait!... [Name] The snowstorm is still—"

—"[Name]!"

You ran as fast as your feet could take you ignoring the raging snowstorm and a cry of plea coming from Ajax mother

After all, she truly care for both of you right?..

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Huft.. huft..

"ugh, i cant.. breath.." you said as you clutch your hand to your chest gasping for more air.

But..

"The air.. its so.. cold and the snowstorm.. is getting more rougher" "and my frostbite isn't doing any better too" you peered over your hand, showing an visible wound of a frostbite.

"I need to go fast, otherwise i'll freeze to death" again you ran, to wherever direction you could go.

"Ajax! Ajax! Where are you?" You screamed

"Answer me!" Again..

"Ajax!" Again..

"Answer me.. please.." and again..

You ran and screamed until.. you couldn't feel your leg again.

Thump.. you fell onto your knees, your body hurt. You couldn't breath, and your frostbite wound isn't doing any better.

Am i going to die here? Am i going to give up just like this? If i die here... what would my parent feel..? No.. what about ajax's mother? Can she handle the loss of her two favourite child?

Those thought keep flooding your mind "I guess it can't be helped" you closed your eyes, just before Darkness and snow engulfing your tiny body..

"Im sorry..." is all you could muster

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??.?? unknown place.

My head?.. am i still alive?

You opened your eyes, squinting slightly at the light around you.

"Where am i?.." you looked around the place "it looks like an domain.."

"How did i get in here?..." as you tried to stand up, you realize that your leg isn't moving as you wanted it to.

My legs... how am i supposed to get out of here, i need to—

"Poor kid... falling into such a dangerous place like this" you heard a voice alongside the sound of steps.

There she stands, a young woman with a blonde hair, judging from her attire it seems that she diddn't came from teyvat. But yet she looks so graceful in it.

"Who are you?..." you looked up at her, curiosity plastered on your eyes.

She crouched over to your level, "I will help you" she said whilst holding your chin, "but.. in return, you will help me achieve my dream"

Her dream?... weird..

You had no choice but to say yes.

"Whats your name?" She says

"Im [Name], how about you?.." you said shakily.

"Im.... Lumine."

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"And the rest.. its blurry, i can hardly remember anything these days. Guess the abyss do affect me too."

"[Name].. so you.. so you went out looking for me that day?.." "but.. but! Mother and the other diddnt say anything about you the day i returned to the village?!"

"I guess.." you hopped down from rather high platform you were standing on "She diddn't want to make you worry Ajax, what kind of mother would want to make their child worry over a trivial matter?" you walked up to him.

"And.. im sorry for not being there when you returned ajax, i should've dis— No, princess lumine I.." you sighed.

"Look ajax, this place isn't safe for you this place is overflowing with dark elemental energy. You should go back soon"

"and the artifact.. i'll just give it to you." You said while handing him the ancient artifact.

"Now go back Ajax, and never return here ever" you turned your back at him, just before you can walk away from him.

"Wait!" You feel a hand holding your cape "Why don't you.. why dont you go back to morepesok with me [name]? You know mother is still looking for you right?? "She would be very happy to see you right now!" He said with an pleading eye.

"Ajax.. i have a duty to attend too, and you too right? Now let go off me" you said trying to pry his hand off your cape.

"Please..."

It took a few tries before his hand were completely off you.

As you walked away from him, you opened up an portal leading to— who knows? Maybe anywhere away from from this auburn haired friend of yours.

"And ajax, dont try on searching for me ever again, also... be careful out there." You said before stepping on the portal, Vanishing away from his sight.

Ajax tries to open his mouth, but still no words came out of his mouth.

And yet once again—

He was left with nothing but

The feeling of loneliness and a longing feeling for your presence.

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Eughhsgshs im finally done with this fic ;D its been like 6 month or more of this thing sitting on my draft/srs. And yes im alive ty and anw this fic is kind of uh 💀 i spent a lot of time in it and yet it looks like ass

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Ft. Childe & Scaramouche

Cw: mm yes kissing, probs ooc, the reader can be seen as a harbinger, childe and scara real name. Short on scara part

Reader pronoun: Not mentioned

Summary: Your partner have been talking about a certain topic for what seems like hours, and you couldn't get yourself to finish your work. So what will you do to shut them up?

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Ajax aka Childe

How long has it been? Since this certain ginger haired guy or you could say your own boyfriend rambles about how his days in liyue went, you would love to hear him rambles about his liyue days but.... the problem is you couldn't get yourself to finish your work. Especially your report card.

And the way he keeps repeating the name Zhongli for some reason. "And then i met this guy named zhongli-" "he never brings his wallet nor checks the price tags when i was buying him stuff!" "And then Turns out he's the rex lapis himself?!".

You kinda wanna laugh at his statement until you looked at your report card with a written Zhongli in the end of a sentence, it seems that you accidentally written his name eh?

sighing up, you tried to cover the mistake you did only for the ink to end up smudged.

From afar, you could see your boyfriend figure who is still rambling about how his days went in liyue while leaning his back on the wooden door frame. You were thinking about a way to get this ginger headed boy to shut up so you could do your work peacefully, until a certain idea flew over your head.

"Hey ajax" you called him, no response. "Hey!" This time a bit louder, still no response. "CHILDE HELLO??" you finally yelled. And he snapped out of his thought "AH.. uhm sorry, what is it?" He turned his gaze at you, he could see that your expression were somehow pissed.

"could you come here for a second? I need your help with something" you said organizing the stack of paperwork.

"What do you need my help with hm?" He smirked while walking toward your working desk.

"This" you stated showing him some paper with a rather small writing, "and bend down you can't see it"

"Whose papers is this? The handwriting is rather small reminds me of— Oomph!" Just before he could finish his own sentence you pulled his shirt collar for a rather harsh and deep kiss. Too bad, It lasted only for a few moment before you pulled away gasping for air.

"And that will shut you up." Returning your gaze to the report card and paperwork again. leaving your boyfriend standing there looking at you. dumbfounded.

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Kunikuzushi aka Scaramouche

Scaramouche or kunikuzushi himself is rather hard to fluster, but.. today is a bit different he seems rather pissed. Just without asking you could already know what he's up to.

From your desk you could already see his sour expression, how he's grumbling about how his subordinate was being annoying or uncooperative, And then to how his days went.

You, yourself was stuck in an endless paperwork and a report card to fill.

You would've want to shut him up but... its scaramouche, you know how it'll end up right? So you tries to think if there's any way to shut this gremlin mouth up.

"And then this one agent tries to issue his own order, such a nuisance"...."and tartaglia, that ginger. He keeps annoying me about my big hat!" and so on and so on.

Giving up on your paperwork, you stand up and walked toward the sofa your boyfriend was sitting in.

"What?" He said, "nothing.. im just, tired. Need a rest right now" before sitting down on the sofa.

"Wanna know an efficient way to shut someone up?"..."what?" He turned his gaze at you

"You do this" you abruptly grabbed (softly) him by the chin and pulled him for a kiss. Too bad due to your tired body and mind you can only give him a soft tender kiss. It lasted for a few second before you pull your face away from him.

"Now if you'll excuse me, im going to rest" plopping yourself comfortably on your boyfriend lap. "Stay... here.. okay?" Before drifting into an slumber.

You failed to notice his flustered face and the little smile on his face. Guess his day got better then?

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Finally finished, sorry if its short lmao. Anw wish me luck, gonna have my math exam soon<3

you call them by a petname for the first time, pt.2

ft. diluc, kaeya, eula

cw: food mention for diluc (as in, you call him after a food), suggestive for kaeya (he flirts heavily), kabedon for kaeya, food mention for eula

DILUC

Though the extent of Diluc’s strength is unknown to the public, it doesn’t mean that he isn’t deemed the most intimidating man in Mondstadt, second only to Lisa on collection day. His wealth and status already scares off enough people, and his prickly attitude is the cherry on top. No one would dare belittle him, and even Kaeya, who seems to have made it his life’s mission to annoy his brother wherever they may meet, hasn’t tried what you just did.

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pairing: ningguang x gn reader

req: no | wc: 312

inspo: ningguang’s “would you like to have a chat with me?” at the serenitea pot

a/n: this was a shower thought

“You know, you’re very important to me. As the Tianquan of Liyue, there is very little that is beyond the reach of my fingertips,”

Her hand cups your chin. Golden claws prod against your skin, though however pointy they may be, they don’t pierce it. Ningguang exercises self-control, as evident by the grip of her hold being gentle.

“I am very grateful for the wealth I possess, but sometimes I am not a person,”

She observes your illuminated face under the soft yellow haze of the moonlight, as the rest of your body is obscured.

“to some, I am only a pawn from which they can gain information from. Many a business magnates invite me to dinner under the guise of a ‘chat’. You on the other hand,”

It was almost pathetic how they showered her in extravagant gifts and most exquisite meals for a sliver of future Liyue trends.

“you’re different.”

Your irises reflect the moonlight, shining with a beauty seeked by thousands upon thousands of vain maidens. You, however, exhibit this beauty naturally.

“Ever since I have risen to power in aid for Liyue, I haven’t had a genuine chat, for it is something I cannot buy. You’ve changed that so easily.”

Your lips are as charming as always. It was a miracle how she hadn’t stopped her oh so sentimental monologuing by now just to sneak in a little peck.

“The words spoken from your lips are the only ones I cherish.”

Her hand sneaks up to cup your cheek. The single claw on her thumb caresses the apples of them carefully.

“I would invite you to chat about the simpler things in life once again but… I think I should indulge in myself.”

Out of every single person she knew, she cherished you the most. Her lips meet yours and tell you just how that statement is true.

⌗ latibule. (n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort. ᨀ hugs with the inazuma characters! <3 

order type.s— 🎴-side.dish, shared with thoma, ayaka, and yoimiya. ingredients.s— hurt/comfort, tooth-rotting fluff, gn!reader content warning.s— spoilers for inazuma’s story quest!!

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💓&💖 with Ganyu

Thanks <3

💓- When they first know about their feelings about you

💖- A memory they treasure with you

Ganyu for the win let’s go

💓 First realizes it when she was napping with you.

You two had been becoming closer and closer, and more often than not Ganyu was really happy to spend time with you, her close friend outside work! You give her Qingxin, always make sure that she’s not overworking, and she feels comfortable around you to rant about her fears. And you listen to her wholeheartedly.

She feels so lucky to have you.

It’s just another day, both of you taking an afternoon nap. But for once, Ganyu woke up earlier than she used to.

And, well, it seems that your body had fell halfway along your nap, your head now on Ganyu’s lap.

Your gentle snores, the way your face held a never seen before peacefulness, the rise and fall of your chest. All of this was enchanting to Ganyu, and she couldn’t help but imprint this sight in her mind.

All of a sudden, there was this thought that passes through her mind.

“I wanna kiss y/n. And cuddle a lot with y/n.”

AHHAH CUE PANIC. She obviously knows about romance stuff but she’s never felt it till now. A shame that you’re not awake to see her cute blushing face now.

Her blushing face, a reflection of the love for you, that has been just realized. No one has seen this face, except for the sun, the clouds, and the big tree that provides shade for the both of you.

Ah, love.

💖 When you carry her to bed

Ganyu overworks we all know that. So just imagine her, working overtime at home on a Friday night, trying to clear her last few documents that need to be signed, checked and cleared.

All while fighting her sleepiness, since she didn’t sleep in the afternoon.

However, as she was about got Qingxin tea for an energy boost, she most definitely did not expect you to sneak up behind her and pick her up, literally.

“Ah, y/n! Put me down, I still have some work to do!”

A smile, a chuckle, and your cheeky tone rang out as you chastised her for working too hard, telling her that she “should really take it easy, besides I need my dose of Ganyu!”

All she could do is to relent to your care, her hands on her face, furiously blushing.

As you cradle her in bed, gently petting her horns, her eyes couldn’t help but slowly close, her eyelids fluttering prettily under the candlelight.

And as you kiss her horns, before moving on to her cheek, she couldn’t help but sigh in bliss, before falling asleep.

She's happy she has you.

*lipbites into ur inbox* i, j, r, s and v for my love hu tao ? [if thats too many feel free to cut down !! but also im definitely coming back to ask more hu tao stuff >:)]

sfw alphabet | hu tao

LETTERS - i, j, r, s, v !! • 200 event !!

➷ I - i love you :

all the time. sometimes it’s to get herself out of trouble, sometimes it’s when she’s feeling particularly sappy, sometimes it’s when she’s sure she might die. “but i looove youuuu, don’t you love me too? come on you buzzkill, it’s not that dangerous!”

first says it in one of her quiet moments. you two are just lounging, your head in her lap as she overlooks your half-asleep form. you know she’s lost in thought by the way her eyes aren’t focused on anything, she’s just staring. “i think i love you.”

her painted nails lightly trace the sides of your face as you cast your eyes upwards to see her expression. you’re met with a closed eye laugh and a tap on the nose as she tries to take the focus off herself. “ah, don’t look at me like that! at the very least say it back, look at me dazed afterwards...”

➷ J - jealousy :

she’s scary when she needs to be, and that is especially so when she’s really jealous. if someone she doesn’t vibe with approaches, she’s attempting to use her charm off the bat. sweet-talking them, not-so-subtly intertwining your fingers together while she animates with his hands, anything she can think of. now, if they don’t take the hint, there’s almost a visual code switch within her.

“hm, you wouldn’t happen to know all that much about the afterlife, would you?” she chimes, looming around the person with a sinister smile parading on her lips. “i know all about it. say, i wouldn’t mind...” she activates her element, a small ghostly flame emitting from her palm. “showing you sometime.”

she giggles behind her hand at the way they scurry off.

➷ R - remember :

any time she realizes that you don’t chastise her for her interests. her smile widens every time she remembers that you don’t think she’s weird or creepy for her career or her approach. she’s found someone who understands, or at the very least doesn’t judge, and she loves every bit of it.

➷ S - security :

now, she doesn’t even value her own safety to the highest regard, so she’s not going to reprimand you if you just so happen to do anything dangerous. the thrill comes first, so if you’re looking to jump off the top of wuwang hill all the way down into the oceanid’s lair, hell, she’s probably jumping first.

➷ V - value :

she definitely values your sense of humor. she wants someone who will joke with her, someone who’ll laugh with instead of at her. her sense of humor can be dark, so if yours is as well, she’s got a better match than originally anticipated! “you...you think i’m funny?” hu tao slowly has an incredibly lovesick grin enveloping her face as she watches you laugh. “most people — aiya, nevermind that! all that matters is that my little butterfly is laughing, yeah?”

*lipbites right back* anon your brain is so big hu tao is so <3333

can i request ganyu x fem fatui!reader please? something like from mutual distrust to lovers 💙 thank you

little gifts

pairing: ganyu x fem! fatui reader

description: ganyu doesn’t trusts you because of the organization you work for, and you share the same feelings, her assumptions cutting the thin line of her ever gaining your trust. over a course of your visit over the months, the two of you came to understand each other

warnings: grammar + spelling mistakes, lowercase writing, angst under tones (?), fluff fluff flUFF

word count: 691

:: masterlist :: req rules/info ::

the first time you were up in the jade chamber you met a certain half-qilin who was quite shy looking, but you were quick to learn she could push your buttons faster than any other civilian of all of liyue.

“lady ningguang will take a minute.” you nodded, standing to the side so the qilin could walk past you with ease. put you sighed when she turned back halfway, looking at the little box resting in your hands.

“can I ask what that is?” even a blind person could see that you were an agent from the fatui by the attire you were dressed in. although you weren’t wearing a mask like all the agents would, your clothes give away your identity very well.

you scoffed, “where I come from, we do not arrive without a little something to where we were invited to.” you couldn’t understand why was she asking you this question, she cannot be serious. everyone jumped to conclusions about your intentions, but in reality, they were all harmless.

you could bet she was thinking you were there by mistake of a debt you tried to demand from the tianquan.

but you could see on her face that your answer didn’t satisfy her enough, so you followed it up, “it is a piece of clothing made from the finest silk of all of teyvat made by the most talented snezhnayan needle-man.” she hummed after you explained then she took off to.

every time you visited you were interrogated by ganyu ( you also learned her name over the course of time ) about your gifts and why did you turn up into the jade chamber again. you always told her, you were here for business with the liyue qixing and little details about the gift you brought.

today was probably the last time you visited the chamber after months. your only quest was to convince and maybe ‘bribe’ ( as the harbingers put it) the tianquan to bend the law here and there for them and to provide them with some necessary paperwork.

“today you brought two gifts, as I see.” and as each interrogation went by, the two of you started to learn more about each other, that’s how you knew that ganyu favored glaze lilies which you were holding in your hand.

“this is my last visit to the palace in the skies, I thought I would bring something to the first person I met here.” your walls slowly crumbled down, all assumptions getting lost in the fog of your mind and heart growing closer to the qilin.

ganyu nervously chuckled before accepting the flowers from your offering hand. “no flower really survives the cold which rules over snezhnaya, and I fell in love with these after the first time you told me about them.” you admitted, wiping your sweating palm in your clothes. you avoided eye contact with ganyu, afraid of what she would make out of your gift to her.

“I… um…” she stuttered, gazing at the flowers in her hands. “I don’t know what to say.” ganyu breathed.

“I wish to see you outside of the chamber, join me for lunch or dinner tomorrow. as a way of saying thank you from yours and my end too or... as a date.” you made a mess of your feelings.

“a date sounds perfect!” ganyu said, a little too loud and excited as she stepped up to you. her hands landed on your shoulders, tip toing up so your faces were right in front of each other just inches away.

she quickly pulled away, muttering an apology for her manners. you assured her she did nothing wrong. “lady y/n, I am ready for our meeting.” you heard the tianquan call out. you looked over your shoulder before looking back at ganyu and leaning in to press a gentle kiss on her rosy cheeks.

“something to make sure you won’t leave me hanging.” you turned on your heels, now the composed and serious fatui agent walked inside the office she knew very well. you could jump out of your skin over ganyu accepting your requests later.

brighter than fireworks || 宵宮

@dreamiehrs​ ❝ hi hi!! i was wondering if i can req yoimiya x reader where the reader & yoimiya watch fireworks together & its all cutesy & fluffy? maybe yoimiya writes a cheesy line in the fireworks like “i love you” or “you shine brighter than these fireworks” or something like that? thank you!! 💗💗. ❞

@pastelsicheng​ ❝ watching fireworks with yoimiya or maybe her planning a fireworks show for u (or watching fireworks with anyone really lol). ❞ ❝ babysitting with yoimiya (since she apparently loves kids) or maybe u know chongyun’s story quest where u play hide and seek with those kids? maybe something like that where u play with the kids on the streets? ❞

@fadedjae​ ❝ celebrating ur birthday with yoimiya headcanons 🥺👉👈 pls and thank u. ❞

@anonymous ❝ :OO may i request yoimiya taking reader to a small fireworks show she helped out with? thank you!! ❞

pairing: yoimiya x gn!reader

format: drabble ; 0.5k

genre: established relationship au ; fluff

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hugging and twirling their s/o around

pairings: barbara, hu tao, mona, yanfei, yoimiya x gn!reader

genre: fluff :))

word count: 1141

warnings: none!!

a/n: ty for the request anon!! as a note, this is the first time i’ve ever written a headcannon so if you have any feedback, let me know :DD also side note, the banner is just for decoration and has no correlation to the content in the headcannon :))

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Hello! May I please request headcanons and short drabbles of Mona, Yanfei, and Hu Tao having an s/o who puts cute love notes on their belongings? (e.g. On their hats, inside Yanfei's book of laws, etc.)

awww,, this is cute

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Mona

It never fails to make her smile

The little notes of encouragement and the small I love you's really make her heart flutter

She keeps every single them in a small box in a drawer in her room

Always looks forward to them, especially when she's having a bad day

Is elated if you add a small pouch of Mora because archon knows she needs it

Another day in her home, trying to assist the traveller in finding their twin. The stars showed her nothing that she didn't already know, no matter how long she spent gazing through her astrolabe.

Another day Of trying and coming up empty handed. With a sigh, she adjusted her hat. The familiar texture of parchment across her fingers surprised her. She plucked the paper from the rim of her hat, unfolding it with care.

A smile crossed her face as she read it. Her lover's handwriting putting her at ease. He heart fluttered.

Mona, dearest,

I do hope your struggle to gather information regarding the Traveller's missing twin is getting easier. I have full faith in you. You can do this! I know you can!

With love

Their signature at the bottom was dotted with small stars, similar to the ones that adorned her clothing. Making her way to her desk, she retrieves the box and gently places it inside. She skims over a couple of the ones across the top and smiles to herself.

She'd have to to thank them later.

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Hu Tao

Gets extremely giddy

100% the type to brag tbh

Will absolutely return the favour and add little ghost doodles for flavour

Pins them to a board in her office at the parlour

Will hug and kiss you as soon as she sees you

The parlour was as dead as it usually was, as Hu Tao was brainstorming new ways to attract customers. She was bouncing ideas off of her lovely consultant, who was borderline just smiling and nodding at her words.

He was, however, staring on in amusement at the slip of paper sticking out of her hat. Zhongli was well aware of her lovers tendencies, as the notes were plastered all over her office. He was debating on whether or not he should tell her or let her find it on her own.

Ceasing her rambling, she looked over at him for his thoughts when she noticed his expression. Following his gaze to her hat, she reaches up to touch it. With the slip of paper between her fingers, she pulls her had away. Eyes lighting up, she quickly unfolds the note and examines it.

Hu Tao, my love~

I'm coming by later to bring you lunch. I hope work is going well! Don't stress yourself out, okay? I'll see you later. I love you! ❤

Immediately she ran to her office to pin it next to all the others on her wall. And right on cue, her lover entered the building with a basket full of various foods in hand. They gave Zhongli his own dish (probably as a thank you for taking care of Hu Tao) as he greeted them. With a small thank you, he directed them to her office where she stood on a chair, to get a better angle.

At the sight of her lover, she jumped from the chair and embraced them tightly as Zhongli left the two alone. They had much to talk about, and even more to eat.

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Yanfei

Immediately puts a smile on her face

Much like Mona she keeps then, but in a clear jar rather than a box

Draws one out and rereads it when she needs a pick-me-up

Uses a lot of them as tabs to mark places in her book

Absolutely gushes about it to Madame Ping

It was around midday when she left her client to gather necessary resources to help with her case. Both she and said client had decided that they would reconvene later in the evening when there was more availability for the both of them. Plus it would give her more time to compile all the necessary information so she would win the case without fail.

She she cracked open her book to reread some legal codices, a neatly folded note fell out from between the pages. Out of curiosity she picked it up and read it carefully.

Yanfei, darling,

I know you have a big case coming up, so I just wrote this to tell you that you're gonna do great! I love you!

P.S. I know you may be late but I'm making your favourite for dinner

Ah yes, the handwriting she'd recognise from anywhere, penned across the paper in a light shade of pink. A smile played at her lips as she folded it back up and placed it back in its rightful place. She would be sure to add it to the collection and properly thank her lover later.

First she had to go pay Granny a little visit.

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#inazuma, the land of eternity.

—relationship headcanons for all inazuma characters

CHARACTERS. Ayaka, Baal, Kazuha, Kokomi, Gorou, Sara, Thoma/Tohma, Yae, Yoimiya; gn!reader

THEMES. fluff w/ character analysis:)

WARNINGS. spoilers up ahead! not much more like the basics of who they are and what they do + places in inazuma. nothing major unless maybe for ayaka? just a few implications for her story quest.

NOTES. this definitely took awhile to make! i have no regrets though:) also, this is very long time wow the dedication,,, anyway i think i blotched this whole thing but enjoy!! most are written based on how i analyzed them just a heads up!

AYAKA

Of course, the Shirasagi Himegimi is a well-known individual in the whole of Inazuma. With her identity alone, it may be difficult to loiter around without gaining attention from onlookers.

Nonetheless, it’s not a hindrance for you to bond with your beautiful girlfriend. Actually, this will only prompt the both of you to go and sneak outside probably with disguises or masks on so that there will be no one interrupting you. You’d both throw a fit of giggles and all whenever you two passed by someone familiar, probably her own brother or Thoma.

Your favorite place together however is the Chinju Forest. Not only is it near the Kamisato Residence but also because there are no monsters or people there. The surrounding is peaceful and beautiful as well.

Dancing for you while you two are alone? Definitely. She would even offer her hand and may take yours to join her. Don’t know how to dance? She doesn’t mind! She might even teach you how, or atleast guide you with your hands together. At first it might be silly but by the time you two had gotten serious, which is an easy feat to achieve really since she’s used to hold a serious facade, only this time it’s not just a facade.

She’s serious because she’s realizing just how you make her feel and that she, once again, is in awe that she has you now by her side.

“Thank you for being with me, I promise you that I’ll protect you and care for you as much as I can as gratitude of your love and kindness. Please, will you dance with me?”

BAAL

Is a strict lover, probably even the most protective out of everyone else. She may seem like she is pretty detached to you atfirst glance but she cares deeply inside nonetheless.

We don’t really know much about her yet but I feel like it’s difficult to spend time with you, especially since she seems to be the type to do her work seriously and not spend a single second wasting her time, not that you are a waste of time, no.

Point is, she’s a god. She should or would appear as emotionless all the time and she is also quite busy running the whole nation.

Also, public appearances are a no go. She doesn’t permit you to take her outside for the sole reason that it is to protect your identity.

She might take you out sometimes, but it is very rare, and most likely at nights. She might even stop the storm for you, wherever you two might go.

I feel like she shows her soft spot to you more often than not. She lets her guard down when you two are away from the eyes of others, often reaching out her hand and a soft look on her eyes as she does so. Normally, no words leave her lips since that gaze was enough for you to sense that it was her way of saying thank you--for staying by her side all this time, to eternity and beyond.

“Can you stay with me for eternity? Are you willing to? For… me, you say. If that is what you wish, then I shall grant it for you.”

KAZUHA

Is probably the best lover out of everyone, no cap. But that’s just at first glance, actually. He holds many thoughts inside his head, words he can never say aloud, memories he can never relive in terms of practicality.

Nonetheless, it wouldn’t stop him from showing his love and devotion to you. No matter how much he seems like he carries more than a few burdens deep inside his heart.

Loves dates with you all around Liyue, most likely. Taking you to eat is the most important time of his life. You will never miss a meal when you’re dating him, I tell you.

And he composes you haikus most of the time! If he is away, he might even send a bird to you with a paper on its beak or so and written there is a new haiku composed of how much he misses you and longs for you and so on.

Definitely is into hand-holding while walking down the harbor or even on the ship as you two are perched somewhere where the wind can pass you both easily.

“You have captured my heart, I take it you’ll bear responsibility for it, won’t you, dove?”

KOKOMI

Everyone is absolutely jealous of your relationship—not necessarily in a bad way though.

She treats everyone fairly and equally, but you? You—she pampers on a daily, if not per second, basis.

Definitely, the type to call you “honey” or “sweetie,” a replacement of the “comrade” she once called you along with everyone else.

On second thought, she might be calling you lots of sweet nicknames. And they don’t absolutely sound cringe-y when they came from her lips! It’ll just leave you flustered and on her grasps seriously.

She is incredibly busy though, so there is only limited time for you both. No worries! She always makes it up for you because she’s sweet like that:(

“Ah, there goes my lovely Y/n! How about we eat lunch together? Come, I shall cook for you as an apology for being away for so long.”

GOROU

Is a busy man, let’s get this point out more often than not. He is the general of the resistance and it shows that he definitely plays a big role indeed.

Training members, answering inquiries, assisting in the planning; the list goes on.

Although he does make time for you, at the very most capacity that he can. Eating and sitting with you during meals, letting you stand by his side whenever he walks around the camp, and even holding your hand while doing so.

He is also very protective. He would absolutely never let you go to the front lines unless it is absolutely necessary. He just couldn’t see you get hurt, and it would also make him lose his focus. So it’s best if he would be worryless while in battle if you were staying behind safely at the camp.

If you get even a small injury I tell you he’s going feRaL. Well, if it is caused by the battle, that is, On second thought, if you accidentally caused it yourself he might even reprimand you for that because poor boy doesn’t like seeing you hurt:(

“You must be careful next time, sweetheart. Does it hurt? There, I dressed it for you now-oh? You want me… to kiss it better? What-” he sighs, “How can I ever say no to you?” internally screaming rn

SARA

She is very considerate of your well-being. And very protective as hell. Anyone who dares disrespect your privacy earns an earful from her.

If you have conflicting beliefs, then that might be a problem. She wouldn’t want to see you on the different side, but she definitely would respect you if that’s your decision.

She probably wouldn’t even have the heart to hurt you… maybe try to capture you if it’s necessary but hurt you? No.

Dates with her is probably mostly private, partly for your safety and one part because she prefers it that way.

Okay but taking her around outside if she’s not busy? She might even let down her guard when you do so.

“This is… I had a good time, I shall thank you for that.” she’ll say with a small smile on her face and when I say she looks beautiful like that, she absolutely does, you’d probably stare at her in awe of such a sight.

THOMA

Is very fun to be with; he can make you smile, laugh, or even holler. Although he does many different things that you yourself wouldn’t want to involve in his business most of the time.

Another one who loves calling you pet names. He definitely calls you ones that make you cringe most of the time just to tease you or have a good laugh for the both of you. He just loves seeing you react to them, well unless if he stepped out of line, which is rare anyway.

He is a natural giver, and he would get flustered if he receives something from you; may it be a gift, a praise, an i love you, or hugs or kisses, absolutely anything. He just becomes happy with that, yknow?

Also protective, I mean it’s his job so he would naturally want to keep you safe and sound. But it doesn’t mean he wouldn’t take you out on dates. Actually, he might be the one who would do that more often than everyone, maybe aside from Yoimiya.

He loves treating you around town, anywhere. He actually likes it when people greet you two and they say that you two are a good couple, it swells his pride, you see.

“Ah yes, of course, you see that too huh, don’t you? See that, honey? Even Taroumaru agrees to me!”

YAE

Much like Ayaka’s, it is difficult to go out with your lovely Lady without as much as an interruption from any other person.

Dates in Mt. Yougou? Just roaming around while petting the foxes and talking to each other? Definitely. The peaceful atmosphere is very calming that even someone like her could cast her worries and work aside while she’s there with you.

She would mostly talk about the customers they had or the cases they covered, nothing too private to share to you, just sharing her line of thought on the people in general.

Also, the place is not too far from her work so she can go back if she is suddenly needed. After all, she still is the head of the Grand Narukami Shrine. She cannot possibly not take responsibility of that.

She is also a private person, me thinks. She would rather show her affections to you in private, whenever you two are alone. It’s mostly her initiating kisses, actually. She loves seeing your reaction right away and may even tease you for it.

“Flustered now, are we? Now, now, was it not you who asked me out first? You should have readied for this kind of treatment yourself, no?”

Also, she does seem very observant. She may even know you like the back of her hand by just observing your actions and your words. So if you say that it’s alright even if she’s busy and she’s not giving you attention, she’ll see if you’re lying and would do her absolute best to finish whatever task she needs to finally have time for you.

YOIMIYA

She is also fun to be with! Exhilarating might be the proper word, honestly. She is the embodiment of energy and joy.

I bet she may even be the best candidate for best dates award. She’s not busy so often plus she always knows her way around!

Fireworks festival dates are a given for her. But actually, she does have times when she is silent and you would notice that every once in awhile if you two are along and are not out running errands, just on a simple date with a tricolor dango on your hands perhaps.

When she is silent, it tells just how much she is enjoying your company and how peaceful she is at your presence. She might even lean her weight onto you for a bit as you two silently watch the ocean from up ahead.

“I like this, you know. Being one with silence and enjoying the breath of fresh air. Somehow, I don’t feel like I’m in a rush with you. I think it’s a good thing, right?”

NOTES. i personally liked writing for ayaka and also gorou hmmm am i playing favorites? sorry xiao and kazu

why can’t you hate me? (because i still love you) — kujou sara

pairing: kujou sara/gn!reader (romantic)

category: angst laugh out loud

a little summary: in which kujou sara is tasked with confiscating your vision. and maybe it wouldn’t have been so hard if your eyes looked at her with hate and not love.

note: @xiaophobic giggles sadly

kujou sara does not cry.

she never does, not even when her body hurts from the countless injuries, not even when she overhears the harsh commentary of other generals, not when the almighty shogun scolds her for another failed mission against the resistance.

she does not cry. never.

but now, the shogun’s words ring in her mind — bring me their head or their vision. the choice is yours — and for the first time in her life, she can feel her facade cracking a little bit. she’s crumbling, piece by piece, just by looking at you.

you, oh you, with your dirtied palms and knees roughly hitting the ground in front of her. you, with a knife pressed against your throat by the one that swore that she would protect you. the one that said she would give your life for you in a heartbeat. your face is dirty and the hydro vision glisting at your neck makes her heart hurt. just yet another sign of how the two of you could never work.

“vision hunt decree,” her voice rings, loud and clear. if one would listen closely, they would hear how her voice wares for a second and a split moment of pain flashed through her face, “in the name of the almighty shogun, hand over your vision!”

“same as always,” you breath out. she feels a sting at that comment. she looks into your eyes, her face devoid of any emotions. all she can see is a gentle smile gracing your lips and your eyes soft and looking at her with understanding. she hates this, she hates you and most of all she hates herself.

you still have a chance, she wants to say. you can still come back to our side. you can still go back and stand by my side. i’ll convince her, we’ll tell you you came back to your senses. please.

“the resistance never betrays it’s own,” you whisper, as if knowing what she’s thinking about. “take my vision, sara. don’t make it hurt anymore than it has to.”

there is no place for love on the battlefield. especially not for the traitors.

why can’t you hate me? she wants to scream. why don’t you cry? why aren’t you picking up a fight? her hand shakes a little bit. it cuts your throat just slightly and she panics, her breath hitching.

“i’ll still love you. i don’t blame you,” you say gently. you’re still smiling, she notices. why are you still smiling? it was inevitable. war was full of sacrifices and burned promises.

kujou sara does not cry. but a single tear rolls of her cheek when she hands over your vision to the shogun.

good job, she purrs, satisfied.

she hates herself even more.

extra bc im feeling funky;

the next time she meets you, you somehow look happier, even though your vision is not with you. she wants to hide from you, but a part of her makes her go up to you and meet your eyes.

“excuse me, do i know you?” you ask, tilting your head.

“no. i don’t think you do,” her throat closes up and she feels as if she’s falling.

you don’t remember her.

Can you imagine how cute and wholesome it would be if you’re dating Jean. One night when you two are latched onto one another cuddling. You hear the door open, and it’s Klee scared (from some story Kaeya probably told her) asking if she can sleep with you and Jean tonight.

You let Klee snuggle between the two of you and Jean both share a chaste kiss before kissing Klee’s forehead and ruffling her hair saying something like. ‘Don’t worry sweet girl. Jean’s the scariest there is. No monsters will get you while she’s around.’ That joke may get you a soft punch in the shoulder from our resident grand master

Jean my beloved,,, I’m happy I got a request for her! And as both an Albedo and Jean stan I’m experienced with Klee lmao

I’m back and gayer than ever HDHFHFHGHF forgive me I’ve been DEAD but in other news I’m on a weird live action kick which is incredibly strange I’m scared

You and Jean were enjoying your sleep (a rarity since your darling works so hard all the time, often later into the night than you would prefer) when suddenly, the door was cracked open with a creak.

You’re the first to be awakened. You rub your eyes, rolling over to see what it was that had woken you up.

To your surprise, it’s Klee, Dodoco clutched in her hands and eyes glassy with tears.

You scramble out of bed and come over to her, kneeling to get a better look at her face.

“Klee, sweetie, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

“Kaeya told me a really scary story, and I couldn’t sleep.” She sniffled. “Big brother Albedo is working on the mountain… he can’t tuck me in.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You can sleep with Jean and I tonight.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

You help her up onto the bed, and she quickly nestles into the soft sheets. After you pull the blanket up over her, Jean finally awakens.

“Klee?”

“She couldn’t sleep.”

“Ah, I see.”

Jean moved a little closer as you climbed back into bed, the two of you surrounding Klee in a warm “shield” to keep her safe from the monsters.

“Don’t worry, little one.” You chuckled. “Master Jean is the scariest there is, nothing will get you while she’s here.”

That earned you a pointed look and a sigh, but a slight smile was tugging at Jean’s lips.

Klee was asleep within moments, and not long after, Jean was as well.

“Goodnight.” You murmured, brushing a stray hair out of Jean’s face before falling asleep yourself.

Pairing: xiao, ganyu, yanfei, venti x reader (separate)

Prompt: realising they’re in love

Genre: fluff

Reader: GN they/them

He starts worrying about you more than he should and he tends to care more

The man is scared. He’s completely terrified. Every time you’re out of his sight he’s so worried. What if you get hurt? Or worse… die! But then he would stop himself. Why is he worrying himself over some mortal that he could easily replace?

Well that’s the problem.

He couldn’t easily replace you

He tried to get these thoughts out of his mind, he occupied himself with other things but then he found himself slipping

He was demons sloppily and making simple mistakes. His mind was just else where.

You invaded his brain like a parasite

Eventually he just gave in and accepted that he cared for your well-being

He just hopes that you’ll call for him when you need help.

She becomes more forgetful and gets flustered very easily

Ganyu and you are friends. Very good friends indeed

So when you two eat together she wonders why she’s so nervous to order

She wants you to see her in a positive matter so she would try to order as little as possible

But then you point it out she becomes even more embarrassed she has to excuse herself to stay in the bathroom for a good Half hour to regain herself

She also starts to forget little things like maybe wear an accessory that she normally does

Or maybe she forgets someone’s name for a minute or 2

Yet she can remember your top 5 favourite colours

She does eventually come to the realisation that she’s inlove with you (with some help)

She just hopes this will help her to stop messing up

Finds herself talking about you a lot more and wanting to be with you more often

Yanfei beings to hate overtime

She hates postponing your plans with her, or even if you two don’t have plans she’ll still be mad that she hasn’t had the chance to see you all day because of work

She wants to be hanging out with you as much as possible, even if you’re just sitting there listening to her ramble

Speaking of rambling, she started talking about you a lot more.

It might be just a reference about you to one of her clients or hours long rants about you to madam ping

Madam ping is what made yanfei come to the conclusion that she was in love with you

“Ah young love. If only I could feel that again.”

She said while shaking her head at yanfei

Which caused a loud gasp from the lawyer

boy was madam ping gonna hear your name a lot in the next few hours

He becomes more considerate and writes his songs about you

Everyone is well acquainted with a young bard in love

They hear songs about it all the time, so venti was no different

His songs about a mysterious person with h/c and e/c (everyone knew who it was about)

He also starts to think about what you would say if he kept going to the bar over and over again, so he tries to cut his visits

Honestly the man will want to impress you with everything his has if that he songs, his improvements to himself or using his wind to do cool things

The bard was truely in love he just hope nothing would go wrong in his efforts to court her

congrats on 1k followers! I hope this isn’t too confusing but Hc scenarios of aries/red thread au (fluff) for Jean and Lisa with a Traveler!reader in which reader follows their string into other worlds (except not with their sibling) to find their soulmate but end up getting stranded in teyvat? the reader still travels between nations but instead it’s just to look for their missing powers the unknown god took away. take your time and thank you :)

destination (hc scenario)

penpal: omg you’re so big-brain anon, this is a wonderful idea ✋😭 hope i did it right <3

prompt: aries the ram, red thread soulmate au

pairing/s: lisa x gn!traveler!reader, jean x gn!traveler!reader

sypnosis: on your journey to find the unknown god that stripped your powers away by traveling around the seven existing nations, you didn't expect to meet your destination so soon. (or, hc on how you met jean and lisa while finding the unknown god who stripped your powers away).

include/s: archon quest spoilers (mondstadt-liyue quests), reader's from another world and isn't aether/lumine (the reader is basically aether/lumine but they have a different backstory and has a different way of how they travel around teyvat)

-> it started when your string led up to the sky.

-> with your abilities to travel around different worlds, you concluded that perhaps the universe set this as a journey for you to find your destined other, who could be in any world that exists.

-> however, as you try to travel to a world, you encounter a god.

-> one thing led to another, and you're suddenly in a world called teyvat with your powers being stripped off. you honestly didn't know what to do, at first. which way should you go? how do you know if the unknown god is from this world? how can you get out of here without your powers?

-> then you met your personal guide, paimon.

-> you were honestly thankful that you saved the strange companion from being killed by hilichurls. everything you didn't know about the world, paimon gladly filled information about everything she knows about this world as a gratitude for saving her life.

-> although you were thankful to have a guide like paimon, you couldn't help but be weirded out by how she can see everyone's strings.

-> with information about the seven archons who rule over the seven nations, you decided to visit every nation to confront each archon about the unknown god, hoping to find at least one intel about the god who took the most important thing that could've helped you find your soulmate away, leaving with no trace of her whereabouts.

-> your first destination was sumeru, a nation where the god of wisdom resides. after finding no signs or info on who you're after, it was easy to say that you felt disappointed. however, the god of wisdom offered you to go visit mondstadt and meet a certain scholar who may help you on finding information on the unknown god while finding the god of freedom.

-> when people said mondstadt was being in danger thanks to a dragon, you didn't think it would be this serious.

-> you were supposed to go to the knights of favonius about the scholar that could help you along with information of the god of freedom's whereabouts, but you suddenly found yourself gliding towards the dragon to try to fight against it, causing the dragon to fly away and disappear.

-> because of this, people now started calling you the honorary knight: the savior of mondstadt.

"we like to thank you again for what you did," the acting grandmaster, jean, says with a smile as she guides you towards the knights of favonius headquarters. "forgive me if i sound rude but i honestly have never met someone like you, where did you came from?"

"it's uh, a long story per say," you answered with a light laugh. "but i came here because a friend from sumeru told me that i should look for a scholar who could help me. do you know anyone who came from sumeru?"

her eyes brightens from your question. "oh yes. we have someone who studied in sumeru and is now working for the knights of favonius. i can take you there if you'd like."

you sigh in relief, thankful that you no longer have to worry about having a hard time in looking for the scholar. "yes please."

"...uhm, y/n?" paimon calls out, causing you to look at your companion in confusion. "is it normal for your string to move so.. wildly?" she asks, pointing at the red thread that's wrapped around your finger.

your eyes widens when you notice how it started moving a lot. what does this mean? is your soulmate in danger?

you look up at where your string leads to, only to see a building that isn't too far away from where you and jean are–

could your soulmate be in there?

"what.. what is that building?" you ask jean, who stops her tracks in confusion.

"it's the uh, the knights of favonius headquarters. is something wrong–?" without another word, you immediately ran off towards the building with paimon following. could it be? could your soulmate be in here for all this time?

as you arrive by the headquarters, you were immediately stopped by the two knights being stationed by the entrance.

"halt!" one of them orders, blocking your way from entering. "state your purpose here and we'll le–"

"i need to go inside! my soulmate could be in there!" you exclaim, trying to go through in frustration. "forgive us traveler, but we cannot let you in unless you have an important–"

"let them in, guards." jean interrupts, slightly panting from running. "they saved mondstadt from stormterror's wrath, it's the least we can do."

as soon as the guards immediately lets you in, you immediately gave jean a thankful look before you continue to follow where your string leads you, anxious to see if whether or not your soulmate is in the same world as you.

the moment you opened one of the doors of the headquarters, your eyes landed on a woman with purple clothing.

"oh? and who may you be?" she asks, closing the book she was reading as she turns around to your direction.

your heart drops at the sight of your red string being tied around her finger.

is this a dream?

the woman stares at you in confusion until she notices her red string leading to your finger, causing her to gasp out in surprise.

"oh my..." she comments.

paimon watches in excitement as you and the woman stare at each other with relieved look on your faces.

"it's you."

-> you were supposed to travel to find your soulmate.

-> however, you found yourself fighting an unknown god and suddenly found yourself being stranded on a world where seven gods rule over seven nations with their respective elements.

-> because of this inconvenience, you set yourself a new goal: find the unknown god and take back what's yours.

-> on your journey, you then met paimon, who you saved from drowning to death. as gratitude for saving her life, she decided to become your personal guide to teyvat, to which you're thankful for.

-> your first destination was liyue, whereas you were assumed to be the person who killed rex lapis, fought a harbinger, and fought an ancient god, and found out that rex lapis is still alive and is in disguise as a mortal name "zhongli."

-> before you departed from liyue, you had a short conversation with the tianquan, who offered you to visit mondstadt to see the acting grandmaster and the god of freedom to help them on taking down a dragon that's been keeping mondstadt in danger from its wrath.

-> which led you to where you are now, walking around windrise with paimon as you head towards where the city is.

"i heard that stormterror is actually the original dragon of the east of mondstadt's four winds. i wonder what happened to him that made him go crazy.." paimon comments as you sigh in response.

"i just hope that barbatos knows at least one info on the unknown god–"

"hey who's that person over there?" paimon interrupts, causing you stop talking for a moment, and look at where she's pointing, only to see a person below the tree in a kneeling position.

"do you think she needs our help?" you ask.

"...ehh just to be sure, let's do it."

the two of you then head towards the huge tree where one of the statue of the seven resides. you took note of how the person has a sword, causing you to stay alert.

"uh, excuse me?" you spoke up to the woman. "are you alright?"

the woman suddenly looks up at you after you called her out, suddenly making you taken back by surprise from how beautiful her eyes are. "o-oh! my apologies, i didn't mean to worry you both. i was just paying respects to vanessa.” she said with a smile as stands up from the ground.

you blink a few times before shaking your head reassuringly, not noticing how paimon's suddenly panicking from suddenly discovering something. "no need to apologize! my friend and i were just walking by and we just wanted to check and see if everything's fine–"

"i-it's you." the woman speaks up, eyes widening slowly as she stares at your hand.

you look at her in confusion. "...i'm sorry, what?"

paimon groans in frustration. "i’ve been trying to tell you this whole time, look at your hand!" she exclaims.

you immediately look at your hand that has your red string wrapped around your finger, slowly tracing to where it leads this time–

only to see the red thread wrapped around the woman's finger.

your eyes widens as well, glancing at both you and the woman's fingers in disbelief. "...oh."

who knew you have already arrived to your destination?

and in the end I could not save you.

{tw: character death, blood}

she held you close to her, your warmth leaving you. the tears were unstoppable, flowing down her eyes like waterfalls. you smiled weakly and lifted your hand to wipe her tears, though it was in vein as they streamed once more.

“it’s not your fault” you whisper.

how could you say that?

the blood seeping through your wound, now all over her clothes as well, her hands stained red with blood, not only yours but those she had slain to get to you. she was too late to reach you in the end though.

had she been a minute earlier—a second—could she have prevented this?

“please… don’t leave me….” she strained out, her voice weak, cracking, her tears dropping to your cheeks like rainfall.

you promised, you promised you’d always be together.

you promised her eternity.

when your body fell limp, your hand falling, your last breath exhaled. she knew you were gone.

screams and wails of agony came forth from the violet ruler. in their wake, crashes of thunder and lightning struck the ground as she hugged your body to her. wishing—willing—that somehow, some force would give you back.

deep down, she knew that you both could not have eternity together, but she would rather look away from everyone telling her to face the facts.

she would prove to everyone—and you—that she could make eternity real.

she would make it real.

Ayaka Realizing She May Have A Crush On The Traveler/Reader: (Headcanons)

WARNING: MAJOR MAJOR SPOILERS FOR AYAKA'S STORY QUEST!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNING!!

As Ayaka begins to slowly make her way back to the Kamisato Estate, she couldn't help but smile a little as she thinks just how wonderful her day had been. Though the two of you had spent a simple day together, Ayaka still marveled at how many precious memories the two of you had managed to make together in such a short amount of time

While she had often imagined what it would be like to experience a festival in person, she knew it would never be possible for someone like her. Both Ayaka herself and the Kamisato name were far too well known to allow for such unruly public conduct. It wouldn't be proper etiquette for someone of her social standing to walk around and enjoy the festival as though she were just some ordinary girl and not the eldest daughter of the Kamisato Clan.

Or at least that's what she thought until she met you. While the day had started out with the two of you simply trying to find her mother's old friend, Ayaka never knew just how many new wonders she would get to experience in just a single day. (A day which seemed to end a bit too quickly for her liking).

From eating pizza together, to telling each other your fortunes as the festival came to an end, it had been a very long time since she had last felt so free; and it had been largely thanks to your company that made the day so enjoyably memorable.

As the moon began to slowly reach its peak, and the two of you said your goodbyes before going your separate ways, Ayaka comes to an immediate halt when she hears you softy humming the music she sang when she graced you with her impromptu dance. And for what feels like the millionth time that day, Ayaka once again attempts to stop her heart from beating so quickly as the moments with you seemed to replay endless as she walks home.

Your smile as the two of you began eating together at Kiminami Restaurant and how you showed Anna the recipe for pizza without ever wanting or expecting a reward in return. How the two of you fought together against the thevies who stole from the International Trade Association. How you were there for her when she read her mother's journal and how you reassured her that her desire to be seen as simply "Ayaka" rather then "Ayaka the Shirasagi Himegimi " wasn't selfish or irresponsible.

As Ayaka stopped to glaze up at the moon, she realized she wanted to see you again. She wanted to experience what life was like by your side. She wanted to see the festivals of other lands and taste the foods they make, to tell you of her true feelings and to share her burdens with you and to offer you the same comfort in return.

It was the first time she had ever felt this way so she couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and trepidation. Perhaps it would be best to simply start small and invite you to Komore Teahouse for some tea and hotpot should you be willing

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Really surprised by how much I like Ayaka. Most stuff I write takes me a few days, but I started and finished this in only a few hours

༄ — WATCHING FIREWORKS WITH THEIR S/O

#includes — tohma, ayaka, yoimiya, raiden shogun

#warnings — spoilers for yoimiyas quest(?)

#pronouns — they/them

#TOHMA

he has a spot reserved for you, a blanket set up, and a basket full of snack — that’s how much this man is prepared

tohma treats watching fireworks as if it were a national holiday, taking each and every firework event seriously

so when it rolls around, he’s giving his special slip to yoimiya and asking for a big show — not only for him, but for you as well

while watching said fireworks, tohma is so affectionate — never once does his arm leave your shoulders and his head stays leaned against yours

tohma points out his firework everytime, before waiting for yours to pop up — and when he sees one that is what he describes as (almost as beautiful as you) he can’t help but remember it so he can talk to yoimiya about it

he wants it to be yours and his new firework

#AYAKA

now ayaka has the best place to watch fireworks (courtesy to not only her status but also yoimiya)

on the way up to the spot, ayaka would settle for placing her hands over your eyes — she wants it to be a surprise of some sorts, even if you know why she’s taking you out

the spot would be set up with blankets and snacks — maybe even a tent of sorts if she’s feeling really fancy

ayaka would have already previously talked to yoimiya, giving her yours and her own slip, while also requesting the popular ones

she’d be pretty quiet during it, but also affectionate (like tohma) — she wants to watch the fireworks, but also wants to just cuddle with you

#YOIMIYA

watching the fireworks with the firework princess herself? you know you’re going to have an amazing time

while every fire work show is absolutely amazing, yoimiya pulls out absolutely everything she has for you — the numbers probably double just because of her

she brings you up to her special place that has view over everything — no lights or anything set up for maximum enjoyment

while yoimiya isn’t the most affectionate during the show, you can bet that once the fireworks fade out and it’s just the two of you left, she has a few single ones for the two of you (plus fire cracklers)

yoimiya will stand by your side as she lights the end of yours before lighting her own — her spelling out your name, drawing hearts, and little messages for you to try and figure out

sits under the stars for a little while after to just bask in your presence

#RAIDENSHOGUN

picture sitting on her balcony with an actual assortment of foods, the comfiest cushions, and a place in her arms

baal would let her servants or guards know (even sara) to leave the two of you to yourselves, not wanting any distractions during her time with you

when the fireworks start, baal would be so affectionate — running her hands through your hair, hand in yours, and arm wrapped around you (braid or play with her hair and she’s not even focusing on the show anymore)

more into the show, baal would drag you down to lay with her, both facing eachother and she would just softly whisper to you — doesn’t matter about what, be it compliments, a recent encounter with someone, or just a topic

that space on the balcony would become your space for the night, baal falling asleep shortly after the fireworks end

oh what i would do to watch the fireworks with her