#iovchlde 300-400 event!

[iovchlde]

+ 1 xiao request bae 🙄☝🏼‼️

it’s just you and me.

in which xiao finally gets some rest in the comfort of your lap, knowing the when he wakes up, you’ll be there to greet him with a smile.

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prompt.

xiao trusting you enough to sleep with just you in his presence bc even tho he doesn’t require sleep as a yaksha he’s still tired </3

or alternatively— indoor-ish picnic date (y’all are sitting at the highest balcony of wangshu inn) and he’s starting to realize just how tired he is, and falls asleep in your lap while you tell him abt your day <33

pairing.

xiao x gn!reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

we mostly discuss prompts over text hence why the prompt is written separately 😪☝️

anyways, ty bestie for dragging me out of my angst slump (the one i dragged you into instead 😋)— because i kid you not, ALL of my drafts were angsty as hell. maybe aot has inspired me to be an angsty lil shit, idk oops

i was gonna rick roll you but i decided that sending never gonna give you up in 4k was enough torture for today

xiao— though he doesn’t say it much— enjoys having you around, finding peace in your presence.

but it’s quite clear from an outsider’s perspective, actually. it’s obvious from the way he waits for you at one of the balconies of wangshu inn after you’ve come back from an especially tiring mission, and all you want to do is bunker down with some food; from the way he has all your favorite foods laid out for you beforehand. he doesn’t do that for just anyone, a well-known fact.

it’s nothing too extravagant— a simple act, attentive to details, that conveys his intentions perfectly.

“you’re back,” you hear xiao speak right as you reach the peak of the stairs, with his back turned to you. his eyes are filled with anxiety, and his ears burn red as he anticipates your reaction, waiting for your eyes to land on the little make-shift picnic he’d set up. it took him more time to set up than he’d anticipated, spending a good thirty minutes debating what food you’d like best, and ultimately deciding on the same food from last time. “i… it’s nice to see you’re safe.”

(i missed you, lay at the tips of his tongue, mere seconds away from slipping out. but he bites it back, and shuts his lips tight.)

“it’s me, in one piece,” you confirm, grinning as you scan over the display in front of you. he stays unmoving from his spot, but he knows exactly what comes next. it’s hard to miss the affectionate and fond lilt in your voice, a tone you’ve reserved for certain things. “i’ve missed you, xiao.”

xiao finds it hard to explain the rapid heartbeat he hears in his ears after your words flood into his mind, like a broken mantra, and he unknowingly grips the railing in an attempt to curb that feeling. there’s that weird warm feeling that brews in his stomach— he can’t place a certain emotion to it.

“people like to compare them to the feeling of butterflies,” he remembers you saying. “it’s whenever you see someone you really like, or whenever you’re really nervous. people will, quite literally, say that they have butterflies in their stomach.”

“right,” he opts to murmur instead. but you know better, judging from the way his breath seemed to hitch. “as do i.”

(and that’s enough words for the two of you.)

xiao, and he hates to admit it, is more tired than he lets off.

the way his body slumps against yours, as you tell him about your week, is enough proof in itself. it’s a rare sight— an affectionate side of him that’s closed off to everyone else, an affectionate side of him that he allows himself to show only around you.

wordlessly, he guides your hands to his hair— he gives you a simple glance, and that’s all you need to know exactly what he wants.

“want to hear about my day?” you ask, yet you already know the answer. it was one of his favorite things about you; you and your ability to read him, with a simple gaze towards his way. he’d fallen into rhythm with you before he even knew it, finding peace in your voice as you tell him stories, and the same could be said for you.

“go ahead,” he says, and a soundless sigh leaves his lips as you start to thread your fingers through his locks. you swirl strands between the tips of your fingers, mangling the hair, before running them straight through to straighten the mess— repeat.

subconsciously, his eyes flutter shut at the feeling. your voice mixes with the soft gust that flows past the balcony.

“well,” you hum, tearing your gaze away from him and looking at the scenery ahead of you. “i came across this one flower field, and i’d really like to show it to you one day. i don’t know, i guess it just reminds me of you.”

he stays silent, letting your words sink in. there’s that familiar twitch on his lips, and he fights against a smile that threatens to break past his stern face. he fails, and he knows you see the way the corners quirk up. “take me there, then.”

“i will,” you promise. “let’s make flower crowns.”

(this. this is perfection for the two of you.)

xiao trusts you, almost too much that it scares him, and he doesn’t tell you that. because you already know.

your voice had mixed in with the soft sounds of the wind that flowed past the two of you— your voice light and refreshing against the heavy bustle of the restaurant from below.

“it’s a pretty day out, isn’t it?” you ask, closing your eyes at the cold air that hits your skin, contrasting to the sun that beats down on the two of you.

your hands hover over his face, shielding him from the bright rays of light— an action enough to set his heart ablaze.

not as pretty as you, he almost says, mind hazy and almost biting his tongue in the process of catching it. “indeed,” he grunts, and you grin at the flustered blush that dusts his cheeks. you choose not to speak on it, on his behalf, and you’re sure he’s aware anyways.

the balcony is your small getaway, a somewhat special place to the two of you. a calm silence washes over the atmosphere— and you can feel xiao’s breath even out as he sinks into your lap.

he mutters something, incoherent, and you glance down at him. the eternal crease between his brows flatten out, his eyelashes ghosting his cheekbones as his eyes stay shut.

“you can sleep,” you whisper to xiao, careful not to rouse him, alert him from the tranquility he’d found himself in. his eyes are on you, but they’re unfocused and drowsy, and for a second, a thankful smile flashes across his face.

(and he goes to sleep in peace, knowing he’ll wake up to the sight of you with a small smile.)

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[iovchlde]

Sorry, asking on anon bc I’m a little nervous. For the date thing, could I get Childe on a date with a female s/o please? Maybe he’s showing her around Sneznaya, and she gets cold really easily, so her gives her his scarf to wear to help warm up? For a term of endearment I was thinking “girlie” or “babe”, whatever you think works better. I started following you recently, and I love your work! Thank you and congrats!

the first snow.

in which childe drags you out late at night to admire the nighttime lights from a hill, all while he gathers courage to pop an important question.

request a date; 300-400 follower event!

pairing.

childe x fem!reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

ahh,, it’s okay to ask on anon ! i literally am too scared to go off anon when it comes to talking to really big accs, so i feel you 😭

i had a blast writing this— i get cold really easily too so it was pretty relatable to me

you were sure that you’d freeze at any second now, had it not been for childe ushering you to continue moving.

“why’d you bring me out here, again?” you huff at the man walking ahead of you, bringing the thick fur-coat closer to your body, rubbing your arms with your hands to form any semblance of warmth. it was the dead of night, 11:56 to be precise, and the chilly winds of snezhnaya was nipping harshly against the small parts of your exposed skin— to which you were not having any of it.

you could have prepared better clothes, but you were half-asleep as he had dragged you out of the door.

childe had the oh-so-genius idea of taking a walk out, to which in hindsight, you knew was a bad idea. and to be fair— you could have said no to him, but he had such a way with his words that made it hard to say no. even to the dumbest things.

“the view of the lights from this one hill is extra pretty at night,” he said. “it makes walking in the cold worth it,” he said. and so now there you were, walking outside in the cold and up a hill, when you could be in front of a fire place with a hot beverage in your hand. you throw a quick glance over your shoulder, looking at the rows of houses with smoke billowing out of the fireplaces. jealous; you’re truly jealous.

you’d like to say that you were mad at childe, but you know deep down, that’s not really true.

childe simply grins at you from where he’s standing, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket, and his nose and cheeks pink from the wind. “it’s a secret,” he says, an unreadable emotion swirling beneath his irises, bringing a finger to his lips for emphasis. “now come on, girlie, don’t freeze on me now. we’re almost there.”

you deadpan at him, almost turning back around, but continuing to trudge along nonetheless.

childe isn’t stupid— well, not fully at least. he had been watching you from his peripheral as you struggled to fight against the cold. much to your surprise, childe shuffles down from his spot on the hill, moving awkwardly in front of you as he struggles to unravel his scarf from the comforts of his neck. he lets out a small, “aha,” as he successfully peels it off from himself— to which he then tenderly (but clumsily) wraps it around you.

it doesn’t do much, and it’s mostly the thought that counts, and it does well to protect your neck and lower half of your face from the cold.

you flush at the action, pulling your face deeper under the scarf to hide the raging blush, getting a whiff of the lavender detergent and slight musk that lingers on the clothing. “you’ll get cold too, childe,” you reprimanded in a hushed tone, but your voice is light and more worried than mad.

“i’m fine, girlie. i grew up here— you on the other hand, looks like you’re about to pass out any moment. can’t have my pretty lady passing out on me, can we?” he says pointedly, pointing out the fact that your body was shivering. “plus, i can’t miss out on an opportunity to see a gorgeous girl in my clothes,” he winks.

“flirt,” you murmur, but a small smile plays across your lips at his words, regardless.

childe holds a hand out for you to grasp onto, and you gratefully accept, taking any warmth you could. (an obvious frown forms on his face as he realizes he can’t lace your fingers together— the fabric of your mittens preventing him from doing so.)

you two reach a flat landing at the top of the hill, one that gave a clear view of the sleeping city below. a tall tree stood proudly in the center, and if you squinted hard enough, you could see little strings dangling off of the thin branches. you throw a questioning glance at childe as he walks away, one to which he simply smiles at, walking behind tree. “are we here?”

“mhm,” he hums. “just give me a second and you’ll see what i was talking about. just... continue to move around, please. i’d really hate for you to miss out on this.”

“okay,” you answer back half-heartedly, starting to pace around the top of the hill, as you admired the scenery from this height. snezhnaya, at night, was indeed beautiful despite the weather and its harsh conditions. it had been described to be ruthless— and for the most part, it was. but catch it on a good day, and the conditions were tolerable enough to walk around.

subconsciously, you find yourself holding the scarf closer to you as the wind picks up. it’s about to snow soon, you think, judging from the way the air seems to still for a second.

you flinch as light fills the surrounding, and you whip your head around to face childe, and the tree; its branches now decorated in pretty fairy lights, a stark contrast to the dark sky behind it. “do you like it?” childe peeks out from behind the tree stump, a childish smile evident on his face. “i had my siblings help me out earlier— that’s why we couldn’t hang out. i swear i wasn’t ignoring you, and i’m sorry if i made you feel lonely,” he apologizes, scratching the nape of his neck.

yup, you conclude. you really cannot feel it within you to be mad at this man.

you can’t help but giggle at this, walking closer to him, wrapping your arms around him to pull him in for a tight hug. “it’s stunning, childe.” you reassure him, leaning into the warmth of his body; a soundless sigh of content leaves your lips unknowingly. “i was sad initially... but knowing the reason behind it now, i find it hard to be mad.”

he feigns a sigh of relief, before his arms find purchase around your waist, and he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. you can feel him smiling to himself, pressing a small kiss to the skin as he brings you impossibly close, one of his favorite habits whenever the two of you were in a deep embrace.

(the moment is short-lived however, as snow starts to fall from the sky, snatching your attention— and childe gathers the courage to get down on one knee and finally pop the question.)

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[iovchlde]

no one’s asked for kaeya???? this is disrespect to mr alberich!!! /j

but for the date event, how about a kaeya x gender neutral!reader? and for the date, wandering mondstadt together. there’s no duties to worry about, or things you need to catch up on. all there is is conversation between you and the cavalry captain about everything and anything while weaving through the streets at evening. it ranges from topics of what made you fall for him, to his least favorite food, to your futures together. (those are examples; you don’t have to stick with them if you don’t want to!! :) )

if there’s anything you don’t like here, you can change it!! congrats on reaching such an awesome milestone; so proud of you!! :))

three things you do that makes him lose his cool.

in which kaeya just can’t deny that he’s in love— everything you do makes him lose his cool, when all he wants is to look cool for you.

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pairing.

kaeya x gn!reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

this was the first kaeya req after me complaining about not having any kaeya reqs so BLESS 😩‼️ i did change a small part about this request— but it’s still mostly the same !

and hadhshdh thank you 🥺🥺 i literally am astounded by how far this acc has gotten, and i do notice the people that frequently interact with my account. i may not actively reach out to y’all but just know that i appreciate you <33

other than that— flustered kaeya flustered kaeya flustered kaeya

there’s just something about you that makes kaeya lose his cool; his brain seems to stop working, and his typically smooth words become choppy and lose their blandish touch.

talking to you is like talking to another version of himself, yet you always garner a bigger reaction out of him, and seemingly without much effort. his flirtatious words are always deflected by you, and rather than recovering, he finds his mind reeling from shock. (or alternatively, his big admiration and awe for you.)

a struggle, truly.

he’s awfully aware of this now as the two of you walk side-by-side in an unusual silence, his lips pursed shut as he racks his brain of things to talk about— but ultimately falls short in the end. he’d caught you running some errands along his way to the tavern, and decided to join you despite your insistence that whatever you were doing was boring. he simply laughed at that, “you could never be boring, sweetheart,” falling off of his lips. it should’ve done the trick, but much to his dismay, his face was red and yours was not.

“of course i’m not,” you agree with him, a cheeky smile playing across your lips. his eye meets yours for a second, feign innocence swirling behind your irises, and he feels the beat of his heart thudding rapidly against his chest. “i’m sure you know, but it’s one of my many charms,” and with a wink, you stalk off with the bags of groceries placed in your arms.

this— it had affected kaeya more than he would’ve liked to admit. for a good five seconds, he stood there, stunned and staring at your retreating back. it wasn’t until you threw a quick look over your shoulder, raising a curious brow at him, that he snapped out of his small stupor. “i thought you were going to join me today,” you tell him straight, and he finds his feet moving on their own.

(one thing you do to make him lose his cool; your words, and how they seem to make his brain malfunction.)

now there you two were, shrouded in stillness. you didn’t seem to mind at least, as you were silently humming a familiar tune, with a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. he was now holding your groceries, snatching them up from your arms as soon as he’d caught up to you, silently gleaming to himself when you mutter a small, thank you. if his words can’t sway you, then surely, the little things he does will.

kaeya glances at you from the side, watching as you stare intently at the small list of to-do’s in your hand, eyes focused as you skim over the neatly written words. “what’s next on the itinerary?” he hums, leaning in close to you, and over your shoulder as he tries to take a glance for himself.

upon turning your head, it only then registers in your minds just how close the two of you were. it’s a little cringey, kaeya thinks to himself, how this moment feels like something straight out of a romance novel he’s read before. he’d always laughed at the over-dramatised words— about how time seemed to stop whenever your eyes would meet with that special someone.

as you two lock eyes in the moment, it truly does feel like time had stopped. the sounds of the bustle of the street is zoned out, the chatter of common folk turning into nothing, and all he could genuinely see was you. there’s an unreadable emotion swirling in your eyes, but he’s sure— absolutely, positively sure— that you can see just how much admiration his eye holds.

“your eyes are pretty,” you both mutter at the same time. there’s a small silence that follows afterwards, but you two burst out in small giggles in no time.

“i think,” kaeya starts, though avoiding your eyes. “that your eyes are prettier than mine. no— your eyes are prettier than mine.”

“at least tell me that when you’re looking at me,” you tell him in fake annoyance, a teasing lilt in the undertone of your voice as you speak. he simply huffs, trying to bite back the small grin that threatens to expose itself. “but please, do elaborate.” despite the embarrassment deep within him, you don’t have to tell him twice.

(second thing; your eyes. he finds himself drowning in them whenever he looks at you, whenever you tell him just how much you appreciate him.)

he’s staring, and he’s cognizant of that. in your hands is a small treat, a cream tart full of fresh berries and fruits, and he watches as you chip away slowly at the food. his eyes draw to the content smile on your lips after every bite, savoring and enjoying the sweet flavor the dessert provided.

you look up at him through your lashes, noticing as he stares intently at the food.

“say ah,” you tell kaeya, bringing a sample of a tart that sarah had given to you. he blinks in surprise, not expecting you to actually offer some of the food to him, let alone feed it to him yourself. you quirk a brow, gently waving the tart in his face, and he opens his mouth. the piece may have been too big, as parts of the cream gathers at the corner of his mouth, unable to fully eat it in one go.

he’s about to wipe at it with his gloves— until you grab his hands and stop him from doing so.

“let me get it for you,” you tell him, quickly rummaging through your bag for some extra tissues. your hands hold his face tenderly, tilting him towards you, before you wipe away at the remnants of the tart.

“thanks,” he says breathlessly, and you grin.

(third thing; your lips, and how his eyes gravitate to them whenever you smile.)

the sun is starting to set, and yet, kaeya feels himself wanting to spend more time with you. the walk to your house is short, as you didn’t live too far from the main shopping district of mondstadt. kaeya has an obvious pout on his face, and it takes all your might not to chuckle at the sight.

“fancy joining me for a real date, next time?” you ask him as you stand at the front of your door, and he could’ve sworn that a flustered blush was present on your face. though, he didn’t have much time to think about that— you turn your back to him just as quick, and he’s busy trying to think of the proper way to respond. “not— not that you have to say yes or anything. but... we have some good chemistry, yeah?”

“oh, yeah,” he answers dumbly, the words falling from his tongue faster than he could process them. so much for looking cool, kaeya thinks.

(he doesn’t need to look cool for you, he realizes quickly, because you seem to like him regardless. and in his book, that’s a total win.)

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[iovchlde]

For the date, would I be able to request a quiet night with Diluc around the winery. Where they walk around the vineyard, sit by the fire, etc just enjoying each others presences. Perhaps for pronouns she/her/hers and dear for a term of endearment.

sleepless nights.

in which you and diluc spend a sleepless night out, doing nothing— a habit you two had grown to share over time.

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pairing.

diluc x fem!reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

ohmygosh,,, it’s truly diluc brainrot hours rn.

i was planning to write these tomorrow but the moment i saw this request— i just couldn’t help it 😩‼️

you’re thankful— and you think that words would not be able to convey the amount of gratitude you feel— for the dim light that the fire casts upon you two. the moon was hidden away by clouds, and the fire was weak against the dark of night. it did well to hide the furious blush that dusted your cheeks, one that was spurred on by the fact that diluc was staring at you so intently.

not that you minded, but you don’t think your poor heart was capable of handling this.

you bring a hand to your lips, casting your glance to the side that oversaw the riverbed, before feigning a small cough. “you’ve been staring, diluc.” your murmur quietly behind your hands, and your words almost too quiet for him to hear, but it was relatively quiet where the two of you were seated. minus the sound of the fire crackling, of crickets chirping in the background, and the ambient sounds of nature.

diluc raises a brow before chuckling at the shy look on your face, not doing much to hide the amusement that’s plastered on his face. “i apologize if it made you uncomfortable,” he says. you shake your head at him, reassuring him that it was all fine, and a small smile dances across his features for a second. “it’s just that... you have some chocolate on your face, dear.”

there’s a beat of silence, and you feel the tips of your ears heat up.

“and you didn’t bother telling me earlier?” you whine, fingers immediately reaching for a corner of your lips to swipe away at the remnants of the s’mores you two had been sharing earlier. you swipe twice, just for extra measure, and you look back at him. “is it gone now?”

diluc glances at your lips, and then back at you— before silently getting up from his spot on the log across you, and shaking his head. you simply watch him as he leaves no time for you to do the job on your own, his strides long and quick as he approaches you. he’s leaning impossibly close to you within a few seconds, eyeing you carefully.

the distance, or lack thereof, does you no justice—you’re sure that your blush had just deepened into a rich maroon. surely, you think, there’s no hiding the blush now.

you can tell that he’s aware from the small smirk that tugs at his lips, and you can’t help but huff at the sight. “you tease,” you grunt.

“you missed this spot,” he whispers pointedly, ignoring your words, while pulling out a clean handkerchief from his pocket. he swipes at the spot where the chocolate was, his touch gentle to prevent irritation on your skin. his hand lingers for a second, before he pulls away— and you find yourself almost chasing after the warmth. he doesn’t move however, staying in his spot. “there, it’s all gone now.”

you peer at him through your eyelashes, as he’s crouched in front of you, and you can’t help the small snort that you let out. “i must have looked like some fool, huh?”

“no,” diluc says without much thought, without a hitch. but he then purses his lips, crossing an arm over his chest before bringing a finger to his lips, as he pretended to mull over it a little longer. “well, you did,” and you frown at him, though he merely continues. “but it was cute.”

“you’re just saying that to make me feel less ashamed.”

“possibly.” he hums. “it’s just that you really haven’t changed much from when we were kids, now that i think about it. you’ve always had a habit of leaving chocolate smeared over your lips— i was the one taking care of you then, and here i am, ten years later, doing the same. i’m starting to think you’re doing it on purpose now.”

you blink at him, before letting out an incredulous laugh, shoving him playfully. he doesn’t budge, simply flashing a tiny grin, watching as your eye crinkle into small crescents when you laugh. (his heart does little somersaults at the sight in front of him— he’s so in love, but he can’t help it.)

“oh, please. i would never— i have more shame than that.”

“are you sure?” he teases, and you throw him a half-hearted glare.

“yes, diluc. and you’re not obligated to care for me, you know?” you tell him, leaning your face into the palm of your hand, as you stare back at him. “we’re together now, after all. i think it’s about time i start taking care of you too.”

“well, lucky for me, but i like taking care of you.” a mischievous glint glimmers in his eyes for a fraction of a second, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. “though, i don’t think i’d mind having a pretty lady like you taking care of me, once in a while, too.”

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[iovchlde]

Would I be able to request a date with Zhongli where he and the reader (she/her?) walk through Guyun and end up star gazing. He calls the reader my beloved and goes on talking about the stars and how much he loves the reader (maybe the reader fiddles with his hair, clothes, etc) and perhaps the reader eventually falls asleep on his shoulder.

lay your head on my shoulder.

in which zhongli tells you a story about the skies, but you find it hard to stay awake— his voice is a lullaby.

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pairing.

zhongli x reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

the way i ended up getting distracted halfways thru writing this and started reading about stars and myths behind them— it was really fascinating actually :D

anyways, i hope this was to your liking!

the walk along the shallow beaches of guyun had become a normal trip for the two of you. on sundays, where businesses were slow and your mind was at rest, you two would frequent the secluded place. it was a special getaway for the two of you; a place far away and contrasting to the fast-paced life of liyue harbor, a place where you could just rest. it was always moments like these that you enjoyed the most.

you can’t help but stare at your intertwined hands— ungloved, and you can feel the steady pulse of his heartbeat, slow and faint, with an odd sense of tranquility washing over you at the feel. a small wind billows past the two of you, brushing against your skin, serving as a relaxing chill to the warmth that emanates from the man. it was moments like these that made life feel perfect.

zhongli eyes you from his peripheral, curious as to why you’d been silent for some time, his eyes following your line of sight. a smile makes its way to his lips, fondness glazing his features— it brings him joy to see you in such peace. he gives your hand a gentle squeeze, enough to break you out of your small stupor, and you cast your gaze to him. “care to share what’s on your mind, my beloved?” zhongli hums.

“it’s nothing,” you say gently, shaking your head at him, and squeezing his hand back. “i just really like holding your hand. it’s relaxing.” zhongli’s heart stutters, and a faint pink dusts your cheeks at the admission. this doesn’t go unnoticed by the man, though, he’s sure his face is pink too.

he chuckles softly at your shyness, pulling your body closer to his, with your shoulders now brushing lightly against one another as you stroll. the walk itself is a little wobbly— the uneven terrain of the sand makes it hard to walk in perfect sync, but you make it work, and zhongli’s grasp on you makes it hard to stray away. “no need to feel embarrassed,” zhongli assures you, his voice low and slow as he speaks, with no rush behind them. “i enjoy holding your hand too, in case you wanted to know too.”

you hum at this, laying your head on his shoulder. “yeah?”

“yeah,” zhongli mirrors, and you both smile.

you’re starting the trek upwards to one of the peaks of guyun, a place zhongli would lead you to once in a while, when the sky was clear of clouds. it was a place that felt close to the moon, to the stars, and one that had you believing that if you reached far enough, one would fall into the palm of your hands. in simpler words, it was breathtaking.

from the way your head laid against him, it was easy to see the stars that glimmered across the night sky, some sparkling more than others. without the bright lights that shrouded liyue harbor, it was much easier to see the beauty of it all from here, it was much easier to see just how pretty the night sky truly was. “tell me something about the stars,” you ask him out of the blue, and zhongli raises a brow at you.

“well,” he pauses. “what do you want to hear about, my beloved?”

“anything is fine,” you tell him, knowing fully well that you’d enjoy anything he told you. there was a certain way he carried himself as he spoke— it was composed, elegant, and most importantly, soothing. “i like listening to you when you tell stories.” you whisper against him, but he hears it loud and clear.

“hm, let me think for a moment.” zhongli’s gaze follows yours as he stares upwards, and you take this time to steal a quick glance. his eyes focused as he looks up at the vast sea of stars, but his features remain calm and serene. “let’s take a seat over there, and then look up at the sky,” he instructs you, and you do.

he guides you to a cozy formation of rocks, a perfect crook for sitting at, leaning your backs against it. you stay planted near him, his hand that was once intertwined with yours now separated, as he slings a lazy arm over your shoulder.

“the constellations that we see now,” he motions to the vague clusters clear to you, the ones visible at that point in the year. it was the mark of the end of a new moon, the sky perfect for constellation gazing, the moon now in a crescent shape. “most of them rise from the east, and set in the west, much like how the sun does. they revolve around a heavenly axis— a pole star, placed so far up north— that gives it that illusion. but, if a constellation is close enough to the heavenly axis, it would have opposing effects. both ursa minor and major, and draco, dance along an eternal circle on the pole.”

“a constellation first appears at the western horizon, or its heliacal rising, in terms of astrology. as the year progresses, it dances upwards onto the sky, until it reaches the peak. it’s best to go stargazing before, during, or after a new moon. during these times, it’s easiest to spot out the clusters of constellations from the rest of the stars randomly patterned.” you hum at his words, an indication that you were listening.

as much as you loved listening to zhongli, it was hard to stay awake— it was late out, and his voice as he spoke felt like they were lulling you to sleep. your eyelids were starting to feel heavy, and your breath evened out, as you slipped into rest.

it doesn’t take long for zhongli to notice; your breathing and lack of response as a clear indicator.

zhongli’s voice trails off, watching as your body slumps against his and lays still. he doesn’t do much to fight the faint chuckle that eases past his lips, and he reaches up to thread his fingers through your hair. you’re pretty, he thinks, breathtaking. he keeps them there, before he brings you closer to him, to place a tender kiss on your forehead. “sleep well, my beloved.”

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[iovchlde]

hi!! for the dates thing, can i get on with albedo where he takes reader in a picnic and draws them? i dont really have many ideas so feel free to ellaborate! thank you!

of sketches and sandwiches.

in which albedo takes a little too long to sketch you— and you require compensation in the form of being fed sandwiches.

request a date; 300-400 follower event!

pairing.

albedo x gn!reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

credits to kiro for helping me with parts of the dialogue !

anyways, this made me fall in love with albedo HSGHSHDH catch me staying up late at night reading albedo fics 🙈

if y’all have any albedo fic recs, don’t be shy and pls do send :D

albedo hides his small grin behind his sketchbook, biting back the small chuckle that threatened to escape past his lips. from his position; back leaned up against a tree, knees drawn up to serve as a surface for his sketchbook, he could see you and the vast plains behind. there was a forced smile plastered on your face, the corners of your lips twitching occasionally, as you tried to stay still. much to your dismay, albedo found this amusing (cute, even).

your stomach grumbled, disrupting the silence that covered the air, tempted by the fragrant food that sat in front of you— so close, yet so far out of your reach. you groaned internally, holding back a whine. when you’d invited albedo to go out and have a picnic with you, a basket full of sandwiches and desserts in your hands, you were not expecting this. food, ignored and sitting prettily in the basket, while you posed for albedo’s sketch.

“albedo, i can only smile for so long—” you try to speak through your teeth, eyes quickling flitting from the food that sat between you and the boy. a cute groan laces the undertone of your voice, and it only spurs albedo to tease you just a little longer. by the end of this day, you were sure that your body would be sore from the lack of movement. “how much longer will this take?”

“let me just finish this rough sketch.” the boy hums, his voice low and quiet as he talks, a manner he took on whenever he was concentrated. his hands are busy, engrossed in the lines of graphite as they slowly come together piece by piece, forming a portrait of you. “then, i promise, we’ll dig into the sandwiches.” he says calmly, simply giving you a glance before he returns his focus back onto the bundle of papers in front of him.

“albedo,” you say his name again; with a warning tone, trying your best to glare firmly at him, but it comes off half-hearted instead. “you said that when you were just drawing my eyes! can’t we take a small break?”

(you do realize that you could easily move, but a part of you is eager to see what he’s drawn.)

“just a little longer,” he presses on, his voice unchanging. but if you didn’t know any better, you wouldn’t have noticed the hint of amusement that threaded in with his indifferent tone. “for real this time, i promise.” a careful afterthought, added to hopefully appease you for a few more moments.

you were thankful for the soft breeze that brushes past you, blowing cool air against your skin and clothes, serving as relief for those few short seconds. had the day been any hotter, any less perfect than it was now, your patience would’ve snapped cleanly into halves.

“i better receive compensation for this,” the words come out as a soft grumble, and albedo chuckles softly at that. for a moment, a look of fondness flashes behind his eyes when he looks at you, but it disappears as quickly as it appears. he ducks his face behind the sketchbook again, unable to stop the grin that curled itself onto his lips. “what will i receive in return?”

“you’ve always asked me to feed you the sandwiches, yeah?” albedo inquires, raising a brow at you. the question was rhetorical, needing no answer from you, as you both knew what it would be anyways. you nod in a tiny movement, a little glimmer beaming in your eyes as yours meet his. this time, he doesn’t tear his gaze away, giving you the smallest of grins. “i’ll feed you, if you’d like. your body must be sore, anyways.”

being fed strawberry sandwiches was a tempting form of compensation, the thought of food had your stomach grumbling again, and you looked away as you took your time to mull over his words. albedo smirks triumphantly to himself, knowing that you’d never be able to resist it— after all, you’d been pining after these sandwiches for weeks.

“you promise?” you finally ask, staring intently at him.

“i promise,” he mirrors.

(he never shows you the final product; his sketchbook filled with little drawings of you and places you like, and quotes that remind him of you. an anniversary present he’d been working on for some time.)

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[iovchlde]

request a date! [closed!]

a chance to go on a date with a genshin boy for a day—who will you choose?

available characters.

childe, diluc, kaeya, zhongli, xiao, albedo

extras.

gender, preferred term of enderment, etc.

how to request a date!

please state your character of choice, any extras that i need to know, and your date idea (prompt, basically) ! you can only ask for one character per request, but you can submit as many times as you please.

refrain from any nsfw requests— they will be deleted.

masterlist.

[sleepless nights.]

in which you and diluc spend a sleepless night out, doing nothing— a habit you two had grown to share over time.

[lay your head on my shoulder.]

in which zhongli tells you a story about the skies, but you find it hard to stay awake— his voice is a lullaby.

[the first snow.]

in which childe drags you out late at night to admire the nighttime lights from a hill, all while he gathers courage to pop an important question.

[three things you do that makes him lose his cool.]

in which kaeya just can’t deny that he’s in love— everything you do makes him lose his cool, when all he wants is to look cool for you.

[it’s just you and me.]

in which xiao finally gets some rest in the comfort of your lap, knowing the when he wakes up, you’ll be there to greet him with a smile.

[of sketches and sandwiches.]

in which albedo takes a little too long to sketch you— and you require compensation in the form of being fed sandwiches.

[the art of being (un)classy.]

in which childe brings you to an overly formal restaurant, and neither of you can take it seriously.

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