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bedoballoons · 6 months

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I read both mitsuri!reader head cannons (love them)!!! I was wondering if I could request if they met the readers EX who called her all those names and made her insecure.

Thank youuu!!! Also I have been thinking about that and oh my gosh I'm so glad you requested it!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃

{༻~Insecurities~༺}

CW: Angsty with comfort!, F! reader gets called names, character helps, established relationships, cursing, and some mentions of weight shaming/eating disorders! (Pet names: Lyney: Mon amour!)

Also I only wrote 4 characters with this one because it was soooo longggg!!

(Includes: Diluc, Lyney, Albedo, and Wanderer!)

Past Demon slayer/Genshin fics:

Mitsuri reader pt 1

Mitsuri reader pt 2

Mitsuri like reader X Lyney

Tokito Muichiro reader

Shinobo Kocho reader

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𑁍༄Diluc:

You smiled happily, pink green strands of hair flowing in the wind as you lounged on the blanket Diluc had laid down, the subtle scent of the apples he was cutting for your picnic sweet and tantalising, but sadly enough to make your stomach gurgle uneasily. You wouldn't say it out loud...especially not in front of him, but even despite both of your best efforts you were still finding it difficult to actually consume food. It had become a torture to eat...even when you were hungry or it was your favourite dish...those words just kept coming back.

"Oh my archons...look who it is. Didn't think I would be seeing you outside the gates of Mondstat, especially with the owner of the infamous wine industry."

Your whole body went cold, eyes shooting to the direction of the familiar voice...the voice that had said the words that changed you, that made you see your own body as a mistake. "I-i...ahem, he's my boyfriend." You silently cursed yourself for having such a shaky tone, if Diluc hadn't figured it out just by your reaction...he definitely had when you started to speak.

He stood up with crimson eyes that had gone dark, a menacing look decorating his features as he stared the other man down, "Don't believe we've met, who are you?" You glanced between the two of them, feeling like your presence was steadily growing smaller as they stared eachother down...the situation was making you feel sick to your stomach.

"I'm her ex boyfriend. Honestly I can't believe she caught the owner of the winery, are you some type of chubby chaser?"

That name...it hit you like a ton of bricks, any thoughts of recovery slipping away as tears filled your eyes, but you weren't alone this time. You jumped as Diluc grabbed your ex by his shirt, pulling him close so his fist would be inches away, "If you ever, call her that again...I will find a way to make you disappear, do you understand me? She's perfect the way she is and I love her more than anything else, besides your opinions don't matter...there's only two people who should see her for how goregous she is. Me and her."

𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney swung your intertwined hands gently, humming a soft melody while the two of you walked through fontaine. It had become a routine now, taking a walk together after his show and sharing a meal, it was one of the few times you enjoyed eating...mostly because you weren't actually focused on the food. Your attention was drawn to Lyney, the way he always seemed to be glowing with love and excitement after a show, the way he talked with adoration and he never once failed to mention how you'd inspired one of his tricks, it was so calm...that just for a moment you forgot everything else.

"Oh mon amour! Look a new shop has opened up, how about we eat there?" You tiled your head to see past him and sure enough there was a new shop, bustling with customers. "Oh Lyney...it's so crowded though." He chuckled, pulling you into a warm embrace, his eyes meeting yours as he placed a kiss on your lips lovingly, "I won't force you, but...we could just get something to eat and then find a nice quiet spot, it would be different...in a good way."

A light blush dusted your cheeks as you let him lead you to the crowd, silently agreeing to his adventurous ideas like you always seemed to.

"No way...is that you?! You haven't changed one bit have you?"

You stopped dead in your tracks, emotions all but gone at the sound of that voice...the one that haunted your nightmares and used to make you feel so small...treat you like you were nothing but a number on a scale. He seemed to be waiting for your response, but you couldn't bring yourself to say anything...you were frozen in place, heart racing.

"Mon amour who's this?" You glanced at Lyney, wondering if he could tell you were uncomfortable, but he didn't appear to have any difference in attitude...had he really not noticed?

"I'm the one who was trying to keep her out of these foodlines so she wouldn't get any fatter, looking out for her health like a good boyfriend should do...guess you can't say the same."

For a split second you thought Lyney was going to strike him, instead he chuckled and lowered his voice to almost a whisper, a terrifying tone seeping into his words as he spoke, "You should really stop talking....I happen to be apart of the fatui and truthfully, if you utter one more word about my perfect girl, you won't be able to say anything at all by the time we are done with you."

𑁍༄Albedo:

Klee held onto your hand tightly, pulling you through the crowded streets with Albedo trailing not far behind. The air was filled with the delicious smells of baked goods and fresh made dishes, and the streets were decorated with stalls that held bottles of wine, toys, banners, anything you could imagine. It was a festival like no other and you couldn't believe you got to be apart of it.

"Come on come on!! We are almost to the stage! Dodoco wants to see it all decorated!!" You giggled happily, following the little girl as she lead you up to the big stage in the center of all of the magic. It really was a sight to see, ribbon and cecilia's hung up with fairy lights, a sweet bard strumming away on his lyre while he sang of a hero from another land and to top it all of, there were dancers not far away, each of them moving to the melody with their partners.

"Wow...this is incredible." You stood in awe for a second as Albedo lifted Klee onto his shoulders, her hands holding dodoco in the air so it could watch along with her. It was a picture perfect moment,...one you wanted to remember forever...until it was ruined. Your eyes landed on met that of a person walking towards you...a familiar face you had thought you'd left in the past.

You crossed your arms over yourself protectively, hoping he wouldn't say a word to you, but of course that would only be to easy, "Heyy look who it is...see you got yourself a new partner to shove food in your mouth. He's clearly feeding you right isn't he?"

Your breath caught in your throat, your clothes suddenly feeling tighter and your previous small meal you'd barely managed to take a few bites of rumbling in your tummy.

"Im sorry what was that? Clearly you must be blind, she's truthfully a work of art and without a doubt the most stunning woman I've ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. Perhaps you should go get another plate of food, actually make it two since you look like you could probably eat both, and stop bothering everyone with that tragic excuse of a voice you have."

"A-a-albedo?!"

𑁍༄Wanderer:

Wanderer huffed quietly as you pushed away your plate of food, less then half of it missing and yet you were already feeling queasy? It bugged him to no end,...no matter how many times he said you were perfect and argued with you that your weight was never a issue...you still thought it was. He begged you, something he never thought he never thought he'd do, to try and see yourself from his perspective, but it didn't work.

"You want some of mine? Maybe you'd like it more if it was different? Hey? What's up with you?" Wanderer waved his hand in front of your face, surprised to see fear in your eyes and goosebumps forming on your skin, you didn't even look like you were breathing you were so deathly still. It actually freaked him out a little, could humans just die like that?

"Hey stop that, you're making me all worried. What are you looking at?" He tapped your hand, but with no response he turned to follow your line of sight...it was just some guy? That's what had you all scared?, "Who is he? Did he beat you up? I won't let him hurt you if that's what you're afraid of." You shrunk into your chair, footsteps drawing closer as the some guy made his way to your table...

"If it isn't my ex girlfriend. I really didn't think I'd be seeing you at a restaurant...actually I did completely, I'm more shocked you don't have three plates finished yet. Piggy. Even got the pink green hair to prove it...and who's this clown, his hats bigger than he is."

You covered your face in embarrassment, trying to hide away from the situation...not let either men know how much it bothered you, but Wanderer was to clever for that and he took no shame in starting something...

"How about I take my big hat and shove it so far up your ass you see actual pigs fly. Maybe then you'd know the difference between when you should keep your mouth shut and when you should open it. Oh and moron, she's clearly not a pig cause she looks nothing like you."

He stood up with a grunt, pushing the guy so harshly he was sent backwards falling to the ground with a satisfying thud while your boyfriend grabbed your hand and lead you away, telling you more than once how beautiful you looked as you made your way home.

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◥(•̀￦•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

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snaililita · 8 months

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Holding Lyney close as soft sobs shake his chest, combing your fingers through his hair. His hat had long since been cast aside and the braid that used to be done so neatly was no where to be seen. The blonde traveller long since stormed out and Lynette took a moment to breathe. The poor man simply broke. He could only keep up his charade for so long.

Craddling him in your arms as his tears stained your clothes, not that you minded. He had been through so much in the past few days and even a skilled actor like him needs a moment to let out their stress.

Whisper to him that you won't leave him and his sister regardless of who they have ties to. Tell him that you love him and he is still the same man that gives you rainbow roses every day, the same man that is so kind and polite to you, the same man that accepted you into his family when you were alone, and that this isn't going to change anything between the two of you.

He only cries and cries, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as if he is afraid you would run if he let go. You brush the hair away from his forehead and place a soft kiss on it, and then another, and another, until you're fairly sure you've completely littered it with small pecks.

He cries himself to sleep in your arms, his make up his smudged and a mess yet he is still beautiful to you. You take his corset off of him and then his small cape, lastly his boots come off. He should be much more comfortable now and rest better.

You find yourself beginning to doze off in the couch you sat yourselves in previously. Draping his cape over the two of you, you close your eyes and join him in a much needed slumber.

#adelita writes #genshin lyney #lyney x reader #lyney #lyney comfort #reverse comfort #very angry about everyone being so mean towards lyney and lynette in game #and all of you angst fic writers #don't think I don't see you #be nice to lyney he is just a baby #lynette too

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sakxramxlkii · 6 months

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COMFORTING NERVOUS LYNEY

PROMPTS :: GN!Reader, Comfort (canon receiving), Fluff!

WARNINGS :: NONE! PURE FLUFF!!

Helping your boyfriend, Lyney with his practices was often very common. When you first met him, he was just a bundle of teasing, this was only because he found you interesting of course. After a while, the two of you grew close and he began presenting nervous traits while keeping up a more flirtatious personality with you. This didn't go un-noticed with you however, so you confronted him about it. When you did, he eventually subtly confessed his liking to you, which you happily admited to yours, thus a relationship forming.

The relationship was healthy. Lyney slowly grew more confident in expressing his affection, though one thing never changed. He still asked you to watch and judge his practices with Lynette before any of his actual shows. Feeling nervous was common with Lyney before his shows too, as Lynette would put it, "Don't let my brother's smirk fool you! He's often very nervous before his shows."

On a particular instance however, Lyney had a scheduled performance in around 2 minutes and he was unusually jittery in his movements. he gulped a part of his saliva. "Forgive me love...Just a little scared is all." This was his first time performing in a large audience of nobles, so this wasn't a newly wedded surprise to you.

"Hey...Look at me, LynLyn.." you spoke with his nickname you gave to him, to which he responded with a sweet grin, blushing. You held his frame and petted his hair. "Just do it like you're performing for me...okay?" You comforted. He snickered a little and looked away with rosy cheeks. "You know performing in front of you makes me nervous too, right?" He half joked.

When the timer struck to 20 seconds, he began smiling with a confidently. You held his hand and adjusted his hat. "You've got this." You murmured. He gave you a quick peck on the lips and felt better immediately. The curtains flew open and he stepped out, feeling more confident in himself.

"Thank you my love!"

THIS WAS SO CRINGE BUT I'M JUST HAVIBG FUN HERE, FORVIBE ME FOR THE BAD WRITINF 😔😔

#genshin x reader #lyney #lyney x reader #gn!reader #lyney fluff #lyney oneshot #genshin #genshin impact #lyney comfort #fluff #genshin fluff #genshin men

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deathlydeathovo · 7 months

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The Show's Over.

Contains: Suicidal reader, Lyney, knives, Mentions of suicide, Fluff, Care, Blood, Cuts, I didn't put this one into google docs, so if anything needs to be fixed, please tell me!

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You rummaged through your cabinets, "Where did I put the damn thing?" Your voice was hurt, pained. Blood running down your freshly cut arm. You couldnt find your gauze, or tape. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You took a minute to think. 'What if i just killed myself?' you thought. 'I won't even have to worry about bandages anymore..' You walked out of your bathroom, blood staining the floor wherever you walked.

"It's not like anyone'd care.."

You walked to the blinds, you opened them. The night was so pretty.. unlike you. You opened up the glass door, and stepped onto the porch. It was about a 30 foot drop. You stepped onto the railing, it was cold, your feet quivered. you lifted one foot, and..

"[Y/N]!"

You heard your name being shouted. Footsteps running over. you felt someone drag you down by your wrist. It hurt like hell. "[Y/N] what the fuck were you doing..?!" Lyney's voice was hurt, pained. there were tears welled up in his eyes. He had one hand on your cheek, the other holding your wrist. His violet eyes stared into yours. "[Y/N].." His voice cracked, and he hugged you. his arms tight around your waist, making sure you couldn't go anywhere.

"S-sorry.. Lyney.."

Lyney broke down into tears. "Don't fucking apologize.. j-just.. I.." Lyney's voice was full of pain, and he couldn't seem to get his thoughts together. "S-stay.. please.." It hurts you to see him hurt. "Mhm.. i'm here.." you wrapped your arms around his back. "It's okay.." you cooed. "But you weren't gonna be here..! you were just gonna fucking leave me.."

"C'mon, let's patch you up.."

Lyney's voice was still hurt, but he managed to pull you tto the bathroom. He said nothing as he cleaned, and bandaged your arms. He was crying, and sniffling to himself. He dragged you to your bed, and picked you up, then set you down on your comfy sheets. He climbed in next to you, and placed a kiss on your forehead.

"We can talk about this tomorrow, just get some sleep.. I love you."

"I love you too.."

#lyney comfort #x reader #lyney #lyney x reader #genshin lyney #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin #comfort #fluff #angst

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chiyoso · 8 months

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Not Just A Lumidouce Bell by @teapartyspilled

EVERYFUCKIJG ONE PLEASE, PLEASE READ HER LYNEY ANGST

im still crying oh my god lyney i love you so much

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i-am-a-l0st-gh0st · 9 days

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This one is inspired a bit by one of my ocs backstory but..

The reader is a transmasc person, who tries their best to hide it, trying to seem as if they were a cis man - mostly due to the overwhelming dysphoria they get. Sure, they got the top surgery but... Not the bottom one. The biggest issue was - they were having terrible periods, and I mean TERRIBLE - To the point they can't stand up from the bed, squirm in pain and vomit anytime they move. While they were able to hide it from lyney long enough, saying stuff like "I ate something bad" and other stupid excuses, lyney got clearly very worried and concerned as the same thing happened each month, even when the reader didn't seem to even eat anything close to bad. Now, the reader doesn't know how to avoid the truth, as they're crying from the immerse pain, unable to hide their misery from lyney any longer.

Boys don't cry- Lyney X transmasc!reader

I would say i'm sorry, if thought that it would change your mind. t/w- periods, vomit, headaches, cramps, dysphoria summary- As shown above

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You'd been together for almost 5 months and each month you'd managed to avoid telling Lyney you were trans but for how long? Avoiding it forever was out of the question, you couldn't keep getting you period and telling him you were sick.

The only thing you could concentrate on was the unbearable feeling of needing to be sick. If you stood up you might puke everywhere... And the cramps didn't make it any better... You clutched you stomach trying to make them go away... If only that worked... Your train of thought was lost as your boyfriend walked into the room.

"Dear... This happens every month... I know for a fact it's not food poisoning. Your my boyfriend... I need to know what's wrong with you."

*Boyfriend*. You loved being called that but for some reason it stung... Tears began to form in your eyes, emotions all over the place. Lyney was shocked to see you so emotional. He hugged you tightly, rubbing your hair, bringing you close. He wanted to help... But you couldn't tell him... He would think differently of you... He would see as what you were before you were a boy.

"I'm fine Lyney, just a little sick."

"A little sick? Sweetie you can't get out of bed. I need to know what's up with you."

Lyney was stubborn... Almost as stubborn as you, he wouldn't give up. Not until you were feeling better. The cramps slowly started to get worse, causing tears to well up in your eyes. You tried to turn away from Lyney hiding your face. In response he grabbed you chin forcing you to look at him.

"Mon amour... what's wrong." His face had lost its charm and had turned, not stone cold but almost there.

"Lyney... I...I.."

"Take your time sweetie."

You couldn't tell him, he would see you as girl. You worked so hard to build a life a male. It was all going to crumble now... You felt your cheeks heat up with the feeling of vomit... You quickly got up and ran to the bathroom pushing Lyney out of the way. Knuckles turned white as you gripped he toilet bowl waiting for it to happen.

"Sweetheart! What's wrong!" Lyneys voice had become increasingly worried.

You couldn't avoid the truth any longer... It was right in front of him. He'd have to find out sooner or later.

"Lyney... I'm trans..transgender. I.. I've only gotten top surgery not bottom. So I still get my... Period."

"So that was it? Honey I still love you. You know I don't see you as any less of a man. If anything I see you as more of one. What you go through sounds painful..." His voice had calmed down now. "But why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I was scared you'd leave me.. and this dysphoria gets really bad."

"Oh mon amour... I would never leave you... Now let me take care of you."

Lyney grabbed you hand leading you back into bed, he grabbed you a heat pack placing it on your stomach. He put a bucket close to your bed, just incase you needed it.

"Anything else?" You swear you couldn't love this man anymore.

"Cuddles?'

"Anything for you, my love."

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keeyisbored · 14 days

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Cute lyney

(pretend it's good)

Posted it also on instagram -> @ boreedkeeys

#genshin impact lyney #lyney #lyney comfort #genshin lyney #lyney and lynette #genshin fanart #genshin impact #fanart #genshin impact fanart #lyney fanart #art #artwork

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june-again · 4 months

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LYNEY (ETC): # a radiant feast.

word count. 0.7k. genre. platonic angst/comfort.

synopsis. after you've already had a long day, lyney asks you for a favour. you don't have it in you to refuse.

merry christmas, @rainswept! i was overjoyed to receive your url in the @2023gisecretsanta, but i also became worried quickly after that i wouldn't be able to write something i would be satisfied with to dedicate to you. let this be a letter of affection from me, june, your dear mutual, as well as from lyney, lynette, and freminet.

warnings. light metaphors of drowning, food mention. plenty of wistfulness because i can't help myself.

It was no secret that life in Fontaine could be draining.

The motions of work, of entertainment, of operas and of oceans, washed over you like waves, beating you onto the shore. You wouldn’t vocalize it on any days but the ones you’d find yourself hacking up saltwater from your lungs thanks to your survival instinct. These days, you tried to keep to yourself—you didn’t want to make mistakes at work or dampen the lives of the people you encountered daily. Most importantly you didn’t want to risk lashing out at someone like Lyney or Lynette, who were each always too dear of friends when you deserved it the least.

Today, you were drowning. Vision dull, breaths short, thoughts grey. You took the longer, more unfrequented road home from work. The roads here were tidier and emptier, and it was far easier to focus on the light scattering of gravel beneath your steps without concern of walking into the path of Clockwork Meka or interrupting a Melusine’s business. It was much easier to focus on the calm sensations around you while your thoughts swirled in a more-than-sufficient whirlwind of chaos.

In this setting the tap on your shoulder causing you to jump may be excused. This sentiment was confirmed when you saw it to be the master of surprise himself: Lyney.

“There you are!” he exclaimed. “Taking the long way home, I see!”

You could only stare. Against the Fontainian pastels, even against the purple sky you hadn’t noticed before, his black and cherry red attire blazed.

“How are you, friend?”

You shrugged. “I’m getting by.”

His clear eyes swept across your face, worry fleeting. His composure suddenly changed and he reached his hand to his shoulder in seeming perplexity. “I’ve—I’ve got to ask you a favour, but if it’s too much for you right now, I understand.”

You furrowed your brow. You’d known Lyney for years, and you could only think of a couple times he’d asked you for anything. If he was asking for a favour like this, it had to be serious.

There were no bones in your body willing to let Lyney think he couldn’t ask you for help. Swallowing your exhaustion as well as you could, you stretched your face into a smile.

“Of course, Lyney. What is it?”

With a relieved laugh and another shift of expression, he said, “Lynette and I are working on a set for our next show tonight, and we have to gather some resources from the hill overlooking the Opera Epiclese. Could you come and help us carry them in an hour thirty?”

“What is it you have to get from all the way up there?” you asked.

With a furtive glance around, Lyney pressed a slender finger to his lips. “You’ll see.”

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Ninety minutes later you were making the last of the climb up the Fonainian slope. A trail of purple was all that remained of the sun’s disappearance. Ahead, you now noticed a glow on the edge of the slope, and three figures there. Pulling your energy together, you jogged towards them.

There was a table placed as evenly as possible in the grass, and four chairs around it. Facing you sat Lynette, who smiled and waved, and Lyney and Freminet took two of the other seats. Upon the table was a beautiful checkered cloth, a magical display of sandwiches and fruits and pastries, and a candlestick illuminating the last chair.

“You made it,” said Lynette. “Good evening.”

Freminet turned, a smile in his eyes. “I’m glad the climb wasn’t too hard.”

Lyney stood from his chair and came over to you. He took your hand and led you to the fourth chair. “Sit, my dear friend! We shall feast as royalty together under the stars.”

You obediently took your place. One does not refuse a magician’s orders.

And the night was jolly over sweet food and unhindered laughter. The light came into your breaths once again, in much the same way as you might swallow a sip of cool water. By the end of the evening, you couldn’t help but be distracted—not by your thoughts, but by the state of the scene. Surrounded by friends, you were high above the waters of Fontaine. You were above the crashing waves, the bustling life, the choking fumes. Here, you had the all the wind, glow, and company you would need to sustain you for the evening.

For now, you were free to feel alive.

author's note. i hope this fic was able to offer you some fresh air. go on and take a deep breath!

on a more personal note, crow, last night i found myself listening to "letters of resignation" while working on a playlist (as one does on christmas eve) and i got hit with a powerful wave of nostalgia. this summer i took a weekend trip across the province with someone who was my best friend, and this was one of the albums i put on. i still feel the sunlight that shone through the windshield as i drove us down the summit highway to "revelations 21:8." i know i've mentioned this trip to you before but truly, listening to this album back then is still a dear memory to me even after how things have changed. thanks for contributing your awesome music taste and kindness to my life, crow.

#favoniuslibrary #lyney comfort #genshin platonic #genshin x gn!reader #genshin x reader #lynette was there #freminet was there too #you all had a nice meal and listened to the songs of the stars #merry christmas one last time

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morphodae · 15 days

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“Love? Is everything alright?”

He stops in his tracks by the doorway when he sees the dejected look on your face. Your attention is on the illuminated screen in front of you as words threaten to tear down the pieces of you that are already hanging by a thread.

He inches closer and reaches for your phone; you make no move to stop him and he’s surprised at how light your grip is. His eyes scan across the screen and the toxic words that others are saying to you. The frown is evident on his face and he holds back a bitter remark out of fear that bringing it up would only make your feelings worse.

You watch, emotionlessly, as he tosses the phone aside and climbs into bed with you, open arms envelop you in a warm, hazy hug.

The ice encasing your heart is slowly thawing and you try your hardest not to let the overflow of emotions burst at the seams.

“You don’t need any of them, any of that. I’m here. You only need me.”

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~Any of your faves

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sakkiichi · 8 months

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HERE COMES THE SUN.

They comfort you while you’re having a difficult time.

ft. Childe, Lyney, Albedo, Shikanoin Heizou x gn! reader.

cw/genre: hurt/comfort.

for my dear @https-furina I know you’ve been going through trying times lately, so I hope this can comfort you a little <3 I also struggled a lot with Heizou’s part, so I apologize if it’s no good at all…

if you enjoy this, reblogs and comments help more than likes !

✧ CHILDE

Linen sheets feel like ropes on raw skin against the morning chill.

Its warm cream color, ashen, nothing like the mirror sunrises you were used to witnessing right after you opened your eyes.

What’s the point in opening them anymore? You wonder.

You bury your face against the pillows. In any other occasion, you would have been grateful for the coolness of its silk.

Now it’s just an iceberg. Like a missing shard of your shallow beating heart.

“Someone’s sleepy today.” A familiarly perky voice greets, the mattress dipping slightly with new weight.

You rolling in the other direction is all the greeting that meets him.

“Hey, love! It’s time to wake up!” Childe chuckles, his hand gently shaking your body.

Yet something already tells him this is not right; you usually would have already shoved him away by now.

But today you’re just… unresponsive…

The dull oceans of his stare rise in dangerous waves at your state.

Hesitant, he calls your name, his tone more like a question.

And this time, he does get an answer.

Familiar arms he adores wrapped around him loop around his middle, your face burying against his chest.

You’re warm, yet you feel so… faraway… as if the pain of past memories was seeping out your light.

Ajax is no stranger to the despair palpable in your strong grip around him, he’s endured it himself, through years robbed of him by an abyss that turned him into a master of all weapons.

So because he’s known the cold of endless nights where all he had was a tattered red scarf to remember the warmth of a distant home, he now holds you.

And for someone whose hands were tainted in the filth and bloodshed of a lifetime of slaughter, Ajax is undeniably gentle.

His fingertips ghost over your skin, easing the burning anguish of bed covers that felt too rough, too suffocating, too wrong.

When your lover’s hands get lost in your hair, combing it, you swear sun rays filter through the deep sea you’re falling through.

And then, suddenly, the choice to swim upwards presents before you, scarred sun-kissed hands extended towards you.

You take them.

When you open your eyes, russet sunsets and constellations over your beloved’s skin greet you.

His lips find yours, a bit chapped but gentle; not his usual playfulness, but soothing aquamarine waves.

You swear Childe’s kiss tastes salty. And that’s when you realize the dry tear-tracks down your cheeks.

He made them dry, sunlight evaporating puddles after grey days.

You break the surface, the waters now turquoise beneath Ajax’s light.

He won’t let you sink again.

✧ LYNEY

A whole audience’s cheers fill the Opera Epiclese. Lights shine upon every smiling face, every vigourous clap of hands after the magician’s grand finale echoing through the theater.

However, the illusionist’s gaze of amethyst is focused on the sole grim expression amongst millions of joyous others.

Yours.

Your hands move, clapping together, as if automated; your eyes stare at everything, seeing nothing; your mouth is a taut line, your lips devoid of their usual vibrant tint.

Lyney doesn’t like that being his last memory before the curtain closes.

When you step out of the Opera House, an infinity of starfields is abloom across the crepuscular skies.

What a mockery; a cruel jinx on display, for you to see the unfulfilled sparks dimming inside your heart.

A sigh escapes your dry lips, a small cloud forming when it meets the late night chill.

“You’ll catch a cold there, mon coeur,” Someone you know, tricks and all, utters behind you.

Welcome warmth tinted in lavender envelops you the instant your eyes meet the magician’s starry ones.

A small smile tugs at your lips, the curse of melancholy still clinging to you through it.

“Lyney…” You start. The twilit breeze picks up around you, your arms instinctively wrapping around yourself for some semblance of a warmth you haven’t felt in days.

“That won’t do, ma chérie.” Your lover chuckles.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a piece of the night sky itself seems to become tangible in his grasp.

“Here,” he offers, draping it over your shoulders.

Upon closer inspection, you realize it’s a shawl; the cloth feels delicate to the touch, quite fine too, and yet, you feel the warmth of a thousand suns. If you had to describe its color you would come up empty. Silver glitter seems to be embedded in the fabric, but at the same time, it looks like multiple tiny lights had been stitched to the material. You suppose you’d call the hue, dark; a myriad of indigoes merge into violets, threaded together with navies and cobalts. And yet, when you move it, the colors seem to shift, almost like the clouds drifting across this midnight.

“I take it you liked it.” Lyney smiles, softer than his usual cheshire-like grins, when he observes your wonderstruck features.

“Very…” You muse, awestruck at the magical silk.

“It’s a châle de ciel,” your beloved explains, “It will change depending on the state of the sky at each time of day.” He pauses, eyes, the color of lumidouce bells and rainbow rose petals merged, glinting as he admires how the garment fits you. “But I can guarantee,” your illusionist steps closer to you, plucking something out of your hair. “That it will always keep you comfortable… warm or cool, whatever you need.” He finishes, handing you a pluie lotus.

You take a few seconds to appreciate the second gift of the night. The flower’s petals are the same color as Lyney’s eyes, yet not as vivacious.

“Shall we go, mon amour?” Your boyfriend inquires, already offering your arm to him.

Together, you leave the opera house behind.

You hope for light blues on your new cape tomorrow morning. And somehow, you know that’s what you’ll find.

You squeeze Lyney’s arm gently. The sun will rise soon.

✧ ALBEDO

When he sets foot on his camp in Dragonspine, Albedo finds the heater already on.

Strange.

The sun hasn’t even quite awoken yet, the snowy peaks outlined against skies still clinging to dreamless cloudy nights; shards of ice, embedded in the softness of dawn clouds. An accurate representation of the region of freedom’s snowy mountains: menacingly beautiful, brimming with lethal charm, for one step in the wrong direction, and the cold might as well consume you for good.

At this hour, no one was ever already working at his lab, making of these moments calm sunrise-tinted memories in the alchemist’s mind, before the day’s hustle and bustle began.

However, today, the running heater is not the only out of the ordinary salutation to greet the chalk prince.

The acute sounds of clicking vials, books being rearranged and crunching snow are confirmation enough that he is, indeed, not alone.

With silent steps, Albedo advances, keeping one hand hovering over his trusty sword. Then, he finally lays eyes upon the cause for the commotion, and despite the lack of danger, the sight doesn’t calm him any better.

“My dearest?” He calls. The instant your gaze meets his, your condition scares him more than any bandits ransacking his research material. Your hair is messy, falling on your face; dark circles are etched beneath your lower lashline, darkness clinging to you like remnants of turbulent nights; and you’re shivering, whether from the cold or because you’re distempered he can’t quite discern, although it’s most likely due to both.

“Hello, ‘Bedo…” You mutter, the flesh of your lips bitten, flecks of Dragonspine’s freeze coating them, the cold lacing with your bones, chilling you to the core. Your eyes widen when you notice your lover’s teal gaze scrutinizing you. You quickly busy yourself with classifying some potions, by color and texture, whatever takes the longest for him not to worry about your less than ideal condition.

However, perhaps you underestimated his attention to detail; for he has a skilled artist, after all.

“My love, are you feeling alright?” He questions, gloved hands gently taking the crystal vial-filled wooden box you were carrying off your trembling hold.

And in that instant, you don’t know if it’s the warmth of your prince’s hands on yours; or the comfort of his voice, like honey on bitter tea, but you find yourself taking a deep breath, the fresh air of a midwinter’s sunrise filling your lungs.

And then you talk. You spill every worry and bad dream, your shadows opening up to the gilded starlight of him.

And through it all, the alchemist’s hands warm yours, fingers interlocked, very much in the way your souls are undeniably so too.

Because no matter how daunting the river seemed when you faced it alone, when you were with Albedo, its typhoons calmed down, stone bridges and his outstretched hand painting safety and comfort in hues of gold before your eyes.

While the kreideprinz grounds you, the sun reaches its peak, a canvas of aureate and cornflower blue grazing the mountaintops.

You would be okay.

✧ SHIKANOIN HEIZOU

Emerald eyes read through you as if you were made of clear glass.

The way you worry your lower lip between your teeth; your fingers almost going white at the knuckles as you clutch a pencil, its wood creaking in your grip; and the general absentminded state you’re in, papers scattered over your desk, several case files stacked in disarray.

Something is clearly weighting on your mind.

“I think a break’s in order, wouldn't you agree, sweetheart?” Heizou suggests, standing up, those striking eyes of his fixed on you.

The detective’s voice is enough to stop the quickening clock ticking in your mind, regrets and dark spirals momentarily coming to a halt.

When you rise your furrowed brow, shades of maroon and viridian flood your sight, vivid as summer and warming your up just as much.

Nodding, you stand up too, limbs feeling heavy despite the comfort of your lover beside you.

The brown shades of your office turn into blue skies and soft pink sakuras not long after, the scented tree branches swaying above you, like fragments of dreams someone had given up on, waiting to be picked up by another soul who dared to imagine.

Your back rests against your lover’s lean but strong torso, the sweet smelling breeze combing through your hair, as Heizou’s chin rests on your shoulder.

“So will you tell me what’s wrong, darling?” Are the words of his that break the birdsong-filled calm.

A pang settles on your chest, you didn’t want to take away that cheeky grin that most of the time decorated his quick-witted lips.

“I…” You hesitate. “Well, it’s- it’s complicated, Heizou…” Your lids flutter closed, a shaky breath raking through you, as you turn around in his embrace, your hands bracing on his shoulders. “I don’t want to bring the mood down, you know…”

The detective places a thumb on your lower lip, smoothing over the bite marks you left there earlier.

“You never, ever, bring the mood down, dear. Never.” He leans in, brushing a soft kiss over your forehead. “My intuition told me right away there was something up.” He takes a stray cherry blossom petal from your hair. “So, why don’t we take the rest of the day off, love?” Your partner proposes, as he takes your chin in between his fingers, mischief flashing in his features.

And perhaps your lover’s smile was more infectious than you had ever given it credit for; and maybe the way he flashes his green eyes at you has your heart trembling in ways that have nothing to do with the fear and guilt you’ve been festering, but you find yourself retorting back, with a grin of your own:

“Don’t you have cases to solve, detective Shikanoin?”

This time, he takes a full sakura flower, delicately placing it behind your ear.

“I have something more important to solve right here…” He smirks, cheekily, as he admires your now flustered expression.

When you lean the side of your head against his chest, he cradles it with one of his hands, the other playing with the ends of your hair.

It would be unfair, if gloom were to take your soul captive when spring seems to linger through Inazuma’s breeze.

With a last look at you, the detective’s maroon lashes flutter closed too. He hopes, at least for today, he managed to protect precious you from the crimes of cruel sorrow.

He leans his head on top of yours.

The case is solved.

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cynosfunnyjokes · 7 months

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Unveiling Secrets

Characters: Lyney, Reader (Furina and Lynette briefly mentioned)

Relationship: Lyney x Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Lyney’s case revealed some shocking information that he never mentioned during your years of being together. SPOILERS FOR FONTAINE’S ARCHON QUESTS.

Notes: Very self indulgent because Lyney’s trial had me fucking SHOOK. My state is currently getting throttled with a massive storm and since I’m stuck inside, I’ve been bored as hell so why not write some of the stuff I’ve had ideas about?? Very short because I’m exhausted but yeahhhhh. Requests are open! :)

Word Count: 1230

Lyney, the renowned magician of Fontaine that everyone knew and adored. The same Lyney that came home every night, always exhausted but a smile graced his face regardless.

The soft moments shared in the evenings and through the night into the early hours of the day- the memories once were enough to bring butterflies to your stomach.

But now?

A crushing weight fell to your shoulders as you stood in the Opera Epiclese, observing the trial that took place. Of course, you knew Lyney was innocent- there was no way he would've killed someone.

“Tell me.” Furina’s voice cut through your thoughts, “Aren't you and Lynette actually from the House of the Hearth?”

You froze, eyes wide and breath catching in your throat. The House of the Hearth? The Fatui?

Lyney, the sweet magician who always pulled flowers from nowhere as a gift. Your sweet boyfriend who you thought could do no wrong…

Was of the Fatui?

Everyone in the opera house seemed shocked- most questioning Lyney’s innocence. But you sat frozen in your spot, eyes wide and staring blankly ahead.

During the years of being with Lyney, he had never once brought up such a detail. Why would he keep such important information away? Was it all a lie? Some sick, twisted game to him?

The rest of the trial was a blur in your zoned-out state. Everything seemed to blur together and you barely knew what was happening until you were walking on shaky legs from the auditorium.

Hasty footsteps from behind with a soft call of your name fell on deaf ears. It was only when a hand gently touched your shoulder that you finally snapped out of it, eyes flickering up to meet with familiar violet orbs.

Lyney.

“Hey,” he said in a low voice, worry lacing into it, “are you okay?”

How could you be? You just found out that your boyfriend was a part of the Fatui. That wasn't the problem, however. The problem was that such information was revealed by the Hydro Archon herself. In the middle of a court case.

Mouth opening to reply, words seemed to get caught on your tongue, mind drawing a blank.

“Why didn't you tell me..?” You asked finally, voice small and eyebrows furrowed.

The blond swallowed thickly, “I-” he seemed to struggle with words for a moment, “I swear, I didn't mean any harm by not telling you- I just-”

“Chose to keep such an important detail away from the person you're supposed to trust the most?” You asked, cutting him off. Internally, you winced at the sharp tone.

Lyney’s eyes grew wide, “It's not that I didn't trust you! I just- I didn't know how to tell you!” his voice was borderline pleading, “Please, I’m sorry I didn't tell you.”

“I..” You frowned, “What else did you lie about..? Was this... Was this relationship a lie too?” The question left your lips before you could even stop it, tumbling off your tongue like a wave of water.

“Of course it wasn't!” Came Lyney’s surprised reply, his hands moving to grasp yours delicately, “This relationship was never a lie- and still isn't.”

Even with Lyney’s sincere voice, doubt ate at the back of your mind. What if this was another lie? He lied for years about such a small detail- what else did he lie about?

“You..” Avoiding eye contact, your body stiffened when his gloved hands met yours. Holding hands with him once brought so much warmth and comfort- but now it left a heavy feeling settling at the bottom of your stomach.

Lyney shook his head as if knowing what you were going to say, “I didn't lie, Mon Cheri. I just didn't… Tell you this one detail. I’m still the same Lyney as before.”

“But are you..?” The waver in your voice caused you to curse inwardly, brave facade fading away. “How do I know that… that you're the same Lyney..?”

“Darling..” He whispered, eyes softening, “You are the only one who gets to see the real me. The real Lyney. It's reserved for you and you alone.”

Opening your mouth to reply, he cut you off by cupping your cheeks with his gloved hands, warmth seeping from the material.

Unable to resist the urge, you nuzzled into his touch, unconsciously pressing a soft kiss to his palm.

“I promise, I am the same Lyney that you have always seen. I love you and nothing has changed- none of this was a lie.” He sighed, a small smile gracing his lips as his violet orbs watched you place the kiss to his palm.

“I'm sorry I never told you, Mon Amore. I'll make it up to you, I promise.” Lyney’s eyes searched yours desperately.

Eyes drooping with a sigh, you looked up at him, “You better make it up to me.” You murmured, arms reluctantly moving to curl around his waist, “You owe me big time..”

He smiled, arms wrapping around you in a warm embrace, “That I do, that I do- I’ll do anything you ask until you forgive me! … Within reason, of course.” He gave a sheepish smile.

“No more secrets.” You murmured, giving him a stern look, “We need to trust each other… I don’t want to have to find out other things about you from the Hyrdo Archon herself- or anyone but you.” A sigh, “Promise?”

“Promise.” Came Lyney’s reply not even a moment later. His voice was serious, eyes determined. Right-hand raising, he stuck out his pinkie, a small smile forming on his lips.

“What are we, five?” You asked with a joking scoff, but you raised your hand to link pinkies with him regardless.

He smiled, pinkie squeezing yours, “If we are, you just agreed with it.” Gesturing to your linked pinkies, he laughed softly. His free hand moved to behind your ear, pulling out a flower as if out of nowhere.

“A beautiful flower for a beautiful person.” He winked, smiling. The flower was a Rainbow Rose, the scent mixing perfectly with Lyney’s and easily filling your senses. He gingerly tucked it into your hair, drawing a link hue to your cheeks.

“Now,” He hummed, “Shall we go out? I have a lot I must make up for-”

The blond was cut off by your arms wrapping around his waist again, head tucking below his chin and pressing against his chest. The soft thrum of his heartbeat was calming to listen to.

He paused, eyes widening before he smiled. One arm wrapped around you, the other raised with a hand gently carding through your hair, “Hey, hey. What's wrong, Mon Amore?”

“Just..” You whispered against his chest, “Let's stay like this for a bit... Please…?” Hands bunching up the fabric on his back lightly, your arms tightened slightly.

“Of course,” Lyney murmured with a smile, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head, “We can stay like this as long as you need. I’m here.”

And so there you stood, just outside of the Opera Epiclese and comfortably embraced in each other's arms.

Maybe Lyney did withhold details from you, but he was still your Lyney- a conclusion you had come to. While your trust was shattered, he was picking up the pieces and putting it back together.

It would take time, but with Lyney by your side, you knew everything would be okay.

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bedoballoons · 7 months

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oh well if you didn’t get itI basically said that move to will probably not be able to control mui because he only appears to turn into ai but it’s just an illiusion.

for my request it was another mitsuri like us x character but we are sad about our past.

SPOILER FOR SEASON 3!!!!!

Due to mitsuri eating so much food, having be reallly strong and have pink and green hair. She was called a pig and one EX said that only a cow or pig would ever marry her which made her dye her hair black and eat 9x less than she needed. And when she found another partner she realized she don’t keep on pretending. One headcannon can I have about her is that you do this she gained an eating disorder. Where she will not eat as much as she needs.

can the characters be: wanderer,albedo,diluc,kaeya,xiao and one of your choice. I love your works and also My cat just had 3 KITTYS!!! I plan on naming them scarameow,kokkie and coco.🐱🐱🍫🍪

Ohhh! You know I really seem to write this show alot and I've still never seen it... :p CONGRATULATIONS on kittens!! Those are such cute names!! I hope they are all doing well ❤️❤️

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃

{༻~Mitsuri like reader~༺}

CW: Angsty! Reader has a eating disorder, has been called a pig and is self conscious about weight! (Pet names: Lyney: Mon chérie, my love,

A/n: I just wanted to say that if you've ever been called a pig, or cow or made fun of for your weight, please don't listen to them. Your body is beautiful and me personally I think you're amazing wether you're skinnier than average or heavier than average. You are gorgeous! ❤️

(Includes: Diluc, Lyney, Albedo, Xiao, Wanderer, and Kaeya!)

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𑁍༄Diluc:

Diluc set a plate in front of you, sitting in the chair across from you with a hopeful gleam in his red eyes...,"I haven't seen you eat anything all day...please, just a few bites. It's your favourite, fresh out of the oven." You looked down at the fresh warm food, the wonderful smell making your stomach churn unhappily, it was such a fatty dish...

Suddenly the harsh words of others started playing in your head, reminding you why you wanted to loose weight so badly..

Pig

Cow

Fatty

You pushed his cooking away, unable to even take a nibble, "I'm not hungry...sorry Diluc. It smells amazing though..." you tried to smile at him, but he clearly wasn't happy with your response. He took your hand into his and placed a kiss on your fingers, whispering against them with sorrow in his voice, "You are beautiful the way you are...please, don't listen to them."

𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney hurried up to you, holding a freshly baked croissant in his hands that he'd gotten for the two of you to share, silently hoping you'd eat it with him...that all of his suspicions weren't true, "Mon chérie! Looks yummy hmm? Want to sit down for a bite?" His eyes met yours and he simply couldn't imagine how someone could say anything horrible about you, you...were the most gorgeous person in his eyes and he wished so desperately he could show you that.

"I don't mind if we sit and chat while you eat! I'm not really in the mood for a croissant right now, thank you though." You tried your best to sound sweet and truthful, feeling so guilty you had to lie to him...but you wanted to be perfect for him and loosing weight seemed to be the only way...at least in everyone else's eyes.

"...my love, I'll get you anything you wish to eat.."

"I'm just...not hungry right now Lyney."

He grasped your wrist softly, stopping you from walking away so he could kiss your lips...he'd find a way to show you your own beauty, he'd tell you every hour on the dot if he had to...

𑁍༄Albedo:

Albedo bit his lip, for once in his life he had encountered a problem he just had no idea how to solve, he thought of you as the true meaning of life, the very being that made him want to get out of bed every morning and show his love for you any way he could, a inspiration that never ceased to look perfect and yet...you didn't feel that way about yourself...

How could it be, how could someone break your heart...call you a pig for enjoying food...a cow, it bothered him to no end and he just couldn't wrap his head around that cruelty..."Klee and I made cookies...they are chocolate chip...with a few sprinkles, would you like some?" He sat next to you, Klee following after him, "Ohhh please try one! The sprinkles make them extra yummy!" She looked at you with such a cute face...that for a split second you considered it...they smelled so good and even with sprinkles you could tell they'd be delicious..but, you felt sick at the thought of taking bite...

"Awe next time Klee, I'm...not hungry right now..."

Albedo sighed...how was he going to fix this...

𑁍༄Xiao:

Xiao was having a hard time understanding your situation, it didn't make sense, why would the pathetic humans who couldn't compare to you in the slightest tell you such awful things...and why would you ever believe them? He was so worried about you, your normally plump cheeks sunken in slightly and your happy smile gone, you didn't enjoy eating...in fact he almost never saw you eat at all anymore.

He had to remind you every two minutes, just to take a few bites and even then you'd refuse, "You should eat...you need to. Please." You'd look away, slightly angry...slightly sad and just say you didn't want to, and it wasn't like he was going to force you to, but he wished there was a way he could help. He'd just have to keep telling you what was true...clearing their sick words from your mind with his sweet sentiments,

"You are the true meaning of every beautiful thing in this world, those mortals are threatened by it and seek to destroy you because of it...don't listen to them."

"You look perfect in my eyes..."

𑁍༄Wanderer:

"Why are you listening to those idiots! They probably wouldn't know what beauty was if it slapped them in the face! You are...ughhh" Wanderer groaned in annoyance, knowing full well yelling wasn't going to help you...but he was just so angry, how dare anyone bully you like that, get under your skin. "I'm sorry....I didn't mean to shout, I just, you can't believe what they are saying! Hell if someone like me, who's never loved anyone before...who never gave a damn what people looked like...could fall so goddamn hard for you, you have to be goregous. I will say that as many times as I have to!"

You fought the urge to cry, he didn't usually get so emotional over things like this, but he was worried about you and...for good reason, "Wanderer, I'm fine.." You tucked a piece of your pink hair behind you ear, trying to hide from his prying eyes that starred daggers at you, did you truly think he'd buy that? "Don't lie to me. You're not fine, you're hurting yourself...making yourself sick. Just tell me what to do! How do I help! What do I say...you're fucking perfect to me...isn't that enough?"

𑁍༄Kaeya:

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"Oh...are you sure you don't want just a bite. I've gone and ordered two, you wouldn't want me to have to eat both would you? I'd surely become ill with a stomach ache.." Kaeya scooched the plate in your direction, using every persuasive method he could think of...he'd already tried complimenting you over and over, flirting with you more often, showering you with kisses and love, but you still wouldn't enjoy a meal with him. This was his last resort...

"Kaeya..."

"Pretty please...just a little would make me so happy..."

You sighed, thinking about how much you'd eaten...or more rather, how much you hadn't eaten and took a small bite, the flavours tasting good, but not like they used to...it was difficult to even swallow. Kaeya seemed so proud though, so...hopeful.

◥(•̀￦•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

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snaililita · 7 months

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Lyney who has his arms tightly yet comfortably wrapped around your figure as you sleep blissfully through the night. You were so tired. Everyone had been so loud and overbearing that day and Lyney decided to return the favour you bestowed upon him the night of his trial.

Perhaps your problems weren't as major has his to some, but to him, if it makes you upset enough to cry then it warrants his attention. People always told you to stop being such an attention seeker who cries over such trivial matters, but Lyney never once questioned why you cry about the things you do. If it upsets you, it upsets you. No one can change that.

You cried yourself to sleep in his arms that night, not so much as a word uttered between you two. Just your sniffles and his steady heartbeat to ground you in reality. Him stroking your head gently and if you're comfortable with it kissing your forehead repeatedly. The rain battering against the windows and the fireplace crackling.

To Lyney, you weren't an attention seeker. To Lyney, you're just a person who never really experienced much growing up and is easily overwhelmed as a result. Somethings are scary to you and when you try to step out of your boundaries it always happens to be at the wrong time beating you back into your shell as a consequence. You're still figuring stuff out and that's okay. He'll be here with you every step of the way. For now, get some rest and let him protect you with his warm and loving embrace, you deserve it.

#adelita writes #lyney x reader #genshin lyney #lyney #soft lyney #lyney comfort

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taocard · 8 months

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His personal break room

♡ I grant a wish for whoever summons me and take one thing as a payment ♡ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Lyney ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lyney, who’s been working much harder than usual. putting on performances much more frequently and spending all his time thinking of new tricks to please everyone. He was overworking himself because he’s forgotten to separate “Lyney” from “magician”. Lyney, who’s just absolutely exhausted from all these shows he’s been forcing himself to put on, and won't give himself a break. He doesn’t really have anywhere he can take a break and turn off the act when he gets like this. He may be able to hide it from everyone by applying makeup and wearing a fixed wide smile on his lips, but never ever could he hide it from you. You were always able to tell right when you looked into his eyes. As they say, the eyes are a window to one's soul. And lyney’s eyes were exhausted and in pain. Lyney, who drags his feet all the way to your house and his heart is jumping at the sight of you. You, who is the love of his life and didn't look at him as “Teyvat’s greatest magician” but just as himself. You're pulling him inside your home and taking care of him. First, he’s taking off his shoes, letting his feet get some air. Then, you're guiding him to your bathroom, a gentle grip on his hand. He was still getting used to allowing himself to be taken care of. This had only happened a handful of times in your relationship where you stepped in and coddled him (which he deserves). When Lyney followed you from behind to the bathroom, he thought about how he wasn't used to following people like this. It was usually the other way around, having all eyes on him during his shows or having his siblings chase after him since he was the leader. …with you, it wasn't like that. Sure, he would take you on dates and lead you around town. But it didn't really feel the same as when he led Lynette and Freminet around. He's now sitting on the bathroom counter, eyes closed and a small smile on his lips as you wipe off all his makeup for him. Lyney was going to try and strike up a conversation because he’s not used to the silence. He’s stuck in his mindset, thinking he has to talk and impress you with a big grin on his lips. That’s what he was supposed to do at his shows after all. Make the audience happy and such.

But, he doesn’t. Because right when he opened his mouth you said, “It’s okay. If you don’t feel like talking right now, that’s alright.” His smile seems to freeze in place at your words. Nothing comes out of him. He doesn't even seem to blink. “…” He looks at his lap, a frozen smile still on his face, and you can see how the clocks are turning in his head. You were not an audience member. You were not someone he needed to constantly impress. You were not his siblings. You were not someone he needed to hide his feelings from just to appear “strong”. You were his significant other. His other half. The person who can look out for him and it wouldn't be any sort of burden. Lyney’s fake smile he had on for his audience was gone instantly. his whole attitude of appearing perfect has disappeared..

The hat on Lyney’s head seems to feel a lot heavier, and for the first time in two weeks, he wants to take it off. “So-...Sorry…I need some time-” Lyney slowly takes his hat off his head and places it beside him, looking at it with a blank look in his eyes. with the simple absence of his hat, that alone felt like a huge weight had been taken off his shoulders. He doesn't know why he's apologizing. He doesn't know if he's apologizing to you. he doesn't know if it was for forgetting just how special you are and that you're not to be confused with his audience members. Or if he's apologizing to himself for not slowing down and taking a moment to just breathe. “Take your time. We have nowhere to be,” you told him softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. He nods with a little yawn escaping his lips. …archons, when was the last time he got some decent sleep? When you've removed all his makeup and put everything away, you're helping him off the counter and exiting the bathroom with him right beside you. After, you put him in one of your shirts since it was the only other option you had for clothes. It helped him get out of his magician clothing and make him feel more grounded in his home. Lyney, who's now lying between your legs, nuzzling into the warmth of your chest with an additional blanket on top of both of you. He felt like he was in heaven with the additional soft praises you whispered in his ear. “You did such a good job, meeting all the crowd’s expectations. and that new trick turned out amazing, all of your hard practice paid off, my love.” Your fingers carding through his blonde hair, playing with them and lightly scratching at his scalp. His eyes are closed, enjoying all the sensations you provided, and soon enough you hear soft purrs coming from your boyfriend. Yes, that's right. Your boyfriend, who did not have a tail or cat ears, was purring like a little kitten. And this wasn't the first time it happened. You asked him why he didn't have the cat appearance like his sister, and he replied, “Well, if there were two people, there wouldn't be enough diversity don't you think? It'd be quite boring if me and Lynette were both cat people” like it was obvious.

You had to hand it to him, he was kind of right about that. He used magic to conceal his ears and tails, but that didn't mean he didn't have them at all. Which explains how he was purring at the moment. You knew he was about to fall asleep and you quickly pressed a kiss to his head while murmuring, “Lyney un-do it.” A whine comes from him and he nuzzles further into your chest. “Nooo. I don’t want to moveeee” he complains, voice drowsy. “But baby it makes your head sore and gives you a headache. We agreed you’d un-do it before you fell asleep, remember?” He's groaning now. If he had to explain how it felt to conceal his ears, it felt like he was wearing a wig that was too small for his head. If he wore this wig for too long, naturally it would hurt and feel like his head was going to burst into a million pieces. “I promise you can sleep right after,” you say, trying to give him some sort of incentive Lyney’s face peaks up from your chest and he’s shaking his head quickly back and forth. Like magic, a pair of cat ears appeared on the top of his head, bouncing back and forth with his head, and a tail appeared near his lower back. A moan of relief slips from his mouth. His head feels so much better now. “And you say I don't care about you,” you teased “Yes yes, you always know what's best for me,” he says dismissively, closing his eyes and getting ready to sleep. You couldn't see his face, but you could feel the small and genuine smile on his lips that rested against your skin. Maybe this is why Lyney can't rest in his breakroom. In his breakroom, he's by himself and doesn't know how to take care of himself. He only knows how to apply the makeup, wear some fake smiles for the crowd, and take off the makeup. But his break room didn't have you. You, who would take care of him in ways he didn't know how. You, who would give him kisses and cuddles. It seems that you were his place where you could take a break. Lyney almost snorted at the thought. How could a person be a place? It sounded so silly.

right before he lost consciousness for the night, his tail managed to wrap itself around your arm that rested on his lower back, keeping you close to him even as he slept.

#genshin impact x reader #lyney x reader #genshin impact reverse comfort #lyney reverse comfort #lyney fluff #genshin impact fluff #lyney having cat features :>#he just needs a break every once in awhile :((

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deathlydeathovo · 7 months

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I'm Right Here.

Man I was feeling like shit so I just decided to make a sad cuddling fic wit Lyney 😭 No warnings for this one, just crying reader and Lyney.

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You were cuddled up in your sheets, the warmth helped with the shitty feeling you had currently. You choked sobs out of your throat, and your cheeks were stained with salty water, your tears, so were your lips. Your lips were moist with your tears, and your saliva.

"Hey, i'm here. Can you let me in?"

Lyney had an extra key to your house, but not to your room. But, the door was unlocked. "Just come in.." Your voice was barely understood by him, but he opened the door, his face filled with concern and worry. But it wasn't to make you feel worse, it was to let you know he cared.

"Can I set down my bags over here?"

He pointed to your closet, to which you nodded. He set down his belongings, and jumped up on the bed beside you. He climbed around you, and positioned himself behind you. He then put his legs around yours, and his arms around your waist. He then rocked you back and forth in his arms.

" 's okay, I'm here. I'm right here."

You choked back another sob, and leaned into him, your head falling on his chest. One if his hands went straight for your hair, massaging your scalp gently. "I just felt bad.. y'know..?" "Mhm." His hand rummaged through your locks of hair, twirling it between his fingers.

"Why.."

"Why what?" Lyney kissed your forehead. "Why do you care.. for me?" Lyney's eyes filled with concern. "Because I love you. I will do anything in the world if it means you're happy, you doofus." he booped your nose with his finger, you giggled.

"How about we stay like this?"

"I'm okay with that, Lyney."

#x reader #fluff #genshin #lyney comfort #lyney x reader #genshin impact lyney #genshin lyney #lyney #fontaine #he is so babygirl #i love him

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transmascaraa · 5 months

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bf!lyney headcannons!

your bf wanted to hug you while you slept, but you unconsciously said something which made him overthink for the rest of the night...

bf!lyney x gn!/m!reader

author's note: HEYYY I'M ALIVE. anyways thanks for so many likes/notes i really appreciate it. i didn't upload anything for the last 7 days or smthn cuz i had no motivation ☹️ BUT NOW I REALLY WANNA WRITE THIS. it's like reverse comfort

"did i do something wrong?..."

-you two regularly sleep in eachother's arms but tonight y'all were just twisting and turning throughout the entire night

-and that was the only reason that you two weren't making any physical contact

-also a reason you had an uneasy dream about some random people(your parents actually lmao) and you finally snapped at them in your dream

-lyney woke up at like 2am realizing he isn't holding you close to him

-he tried to hug you again but you flinched in your sleep and mumbled a "leave me alone" loud enough for him to understand what you said

-he put his hands back where they were and looked at you with a worried expression on his face

-you looked like you... perhaps... hated him?

-no, it can't be.

-you love him, right?

-right?

-he turned to his back just to look at the ceiling and overthink about those 3 words you said.

-not to mention, in your sleep.

-but he was an overthinker.

-what did he do wrong?

-did he upset you?

-do you hate him?

-he was so worried that he stayed awake for the rest of the night.

-looking at the ceiling, and occasionally looking out the window of the room that you guys shared.

-finally, around 8am(idk when other ppl wake up, i wake up at 7/8am) you woke up.

-stretching out as a faint smile rested on your lips.

-"good morning, lyney..." you smiled as you hugged him

-he was a little worried.

-"good morning, m-mon amour..." his voice sounded... almost scared.

-"what's wrong? did something happen? you look like you haven't slept..." you put your hand on his cheek, caressing it gently

-"h-huh? n-no, i-i'm totally fine! see?" he "smiled" as he kissed your cheek

-"no you're not. i thought we were being honest with eachother, lyn..."

-there it is.

-a "negative" reply.

-it wasn't a nightmare.

-he DID mess something up.

-"n-no! w-wait, i-i'm sorry... for whatever i did, i'm sorry... i'm so sorry, mon cœur, please, forgive me... i didn't mean to hurt you..." he buried his head in your chest, his voice sounding like it was holding back tears, clenching onto you tight as if you might just slip away.

-"what?" you said confused.

-"h-huh?..." he muttered.

-"you didn't do anything, why so apologetic all of a sudden? did you have a nightmare?"

-"n-no... i-i just... l-last night... i wanted to hug you b-but..." he started tearing up, but trying to hide it.

-"but what, lyn? don't hide your feelings from me... y'know i hate it..." you held his chin up and kissed his nose.

-"r-right... b-but then... y-you told me to l-leave you alone... i-i'm sorry..." he started crying and buried his head into your neck, holding you even closer.

-"oh... poor lyney... i was just having a nightmare, nothing to do with you... i'm fine now, you did nothing wrong, don't worry..."

-as he calmed down, he looked into your eyes sincerely.

-"you'll tell me if i upset you with anything i do, right?..." he asked, wiping his tears.

-"right, lyney. i wouldn't hide anything from you."

-"i wouldn't either."

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finally writing again after a while

not too bad🥱

i love reverse comfort sm i swear ajcbsbshds

edit: WHY SO MANY LIKES OMG I LOVE YOU ALL SM GUYS THANK YOU ALL<333

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