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gayassbish · 6 months

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Genshin Siblings’ Reactions to Their Sister Having a Girlfriend!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack, (minor Angst in Jean and Barbara’s part)

Reader: Female*

Characters: Ayato & Thoma with Ayaka, Lyney & Freminet with Lynnett, Jean with Barbara, and Extra! Aether with Lumine

Ayato & Thoma-

On a typical evening when Ayato was finishing his daily quota and Thoma was doing his last rounds around the residence, Ayaka boldly enters in, hand in hand with you.

Ayato immediately takes notice, wondering ‘who tf is this bitc-‘ Kidding, he’s just like ‘who are you?’ in his head. And Thoma smirks, as if he already knows something.

The thing is, Ayaka decided to come out to Ayato when she would eventually have a girlfriend to introduce to him.

So when Ayaka asks if the four of you could have dinner together, with her new “friend,” Ayato instantly thinks something is up. His main suspicions are that you ran away from home with your raggedy looking- But he is worried you’re either homeless or in danger. Not really thinking Ayaka wants to introduce a friend, not even taking notice of the way Ayaka looks at you, and not noting your body language around her.

After introductions, the four of y’all are sat around the square table (Kotatsu). Thoma brings a cake with writing saying, ‘Yay! You’re Gay,’ in frosting but it slips pass Ayato as he doesn’t take his eyes off you two.

Once Thoma sits down, Ayaka clears her throat and breaks the big news. “Okay… big brother please don’t be mad. I know you wanted me to remain single for the rest of my life and be lonely till the ends of time-“

Ayato interrupts, not happy with the accusation that is thrown at him. “What? What nonsense why would I want you to be alone? They would just have to be a sensible guy-“

“Ugh! would you let me finish?” Ayaka rolls her eye and interrupts her big brother back. Thoma gives you a soft smile, mouthing the words ‘You better get used to this.’ “Anyways.. like I was saying. I found someone and they’re not a guy so-” Ayaka turns to look at you and Ayato’s jaw drops.

“You’re not homeless?” Ayato exclaims, shock and surprise written on his face. Evidently, the news for Ayaka and you together hasn’t hit him yet.

“Ayato!” Thoma and Ayaka yell simultaneously, while you laugh. Ayato almost looks embarrassed at his words, but you chime in before he can say anything else stupid.

“No, but I am your sisters girlfriend if you’re okay with that…” You look to Ayaka and give her hand a squeeze. She’s been pretty nervous about this whole meeting and stressing about how her overprotective brother would take it. Therefore she came out to Thoma before hand and asked if he would be willing to help break the news to him.

Ayaka and Thoma eagerly eat up Ayato’s reaction. “So.. you won’t be pregnant right?”Ayato nods to himself. And everyone but him deadpans. “Yea, I’m okay with this. Why wouldn’t I be?” He smiles at y’all and watches how his sister gleams.

Ayaka runs over the table to give her brother a hugeee hug. “Oh my god! Ugh I can’t believe I was scared to tell you!.” Ayato gives his sister a hug back and she sits back down.

“Wait.. Thoma?” Ayato looks to the blonde who’s already laughing. “Did you-?”

“Know? Yea… look at the cake I made buddy.” Thoma points to the clearly rainbow colored cake. “It’s a fruit cake. To celebrate this fruity day.” Thoma explains all excited and quite proud of his work.

“Well I see that now.. gosh.” Ayato mumbles and digs in. He slices different pieces for everyone.

The rest of dinner ends in laughter and more of Ayato’s dumb questions. Like “how do women fu-“Where did you guys meet,” and “Who confessed first,” as both Ayato and Thoma anxiously hear your story.

P.S. Ayato’s biggest fear is that Ayaka would get swept up by some dead beat guy and boom hed become an uncle one day, so he’s really happy you’re here to prevent that hypothetical nonsense.

Lyney & Freminet-

When Lynnett calls her brothers out for a cup of tea, they immediately think something must be wrong.

After all, Lynnett never plans meetings. She doesn’t have too since they all live in the same house.

So they conspire with one another for the reason for this meeting on the way to the cafe. And when they enter the building and see their shy Lynnett laughing and giggling, sat next to someone… Lyney’s first thought is, ‘who is this clone of Lynnett?’ And Freminent looks as if he’s lost his marbles. After all, everyone that Lynnett knows, the brothers already know… well almost everyone, until you stringed along.

They both know that their sister likes women. So you being a girl is no surprise. Mainly because Lynnett’s not the most discrete about her likings. If she likes something, they’ll find herself in her own world staring at the object of her desire or find herself obsessed with it, like tea. (Actually I think that’s just a bRiTisH thing.)

Anywho, neither of the siblings have EVER seen Lynnett like this and their eyes immediately trace to the cause of her giddy behavior. You.

Lyney hesitates a minute before asking,“Uhhh Lynnett?” Lynnett turns to look at her twin, who wears a nervous smile. Lyney swears he feels a shiver down his spine, still not fully convinced the girl, who looks like an identical copy of him, is his sister. “Who that?” He points to you, so shocked he forgot his manners.

“Lyney! Don’t be rude! This is Y/N.” She turns to you, “my girlfriend.” Freminent’s shock didn’t show on his face until now, and Lyney is still in confusion. “I called the two of you here to introduce you guys since Y/N will be around more often.” She takes a sip of her cup of tea, “But that was it, so you guys can leave now.” She smiles and was about to continue talking to you as Lyney and Freminent both immediately pull up a chair.

“Waiter, two cinnamon teas please!” Lyney gets the worker’s attentions and turns back to Lynnett, “Oh we are soo here to stay.” Freminent nods vigorously in agreement and Lynnett sighs.

“Exactly! You can’t just introduce her to us and not tells us anything!” Freminent exclaims, crossing his arms over his chest as he huffs.

Lynnett warned you that they might not take the news too well. It’s been the three of them for god knows how long, and she didn’t think they’d be ready to see her get onto the next phase in her life with you.

But you told her this meeting would be good for the both of you. She wouldn’t have to be so cautious with you around the city anymore and could finally get rid of the rope she used for you climb through her window and meet her. Plus it was about high time her siblings knew about the two of y’all together.

“They have a point Lynnett. How can they accept us if they barley know me?” You look at her and she frowns. She just didn’t want to put you through the trouble of her brothers eating at your head :(. “Please,” You ask her earnestly and she sighs.

“Fine. Out with it you two. What do you want to know?” Lynnett glares at them, communicating with her eyes to not ask anything rude. “You don’t have to answer anything you don’t want to.” She whispers to you and you squeeze her hand in reassurance.

“Oh me first!” Lynnett raises his hand to beat Freminent who slides back into his seat. “Why do you love my sister?” He analyzes you, preparing what he will say if you give him a bad answer.

“Well..” The brothers lean in to hear your answer. “What’s there not to love?” You say with a small chuckle. “But if I had to pick some of my favorite things about her it would have to be… how she looks at me… and how she tries to make sure I’m always okay in her own way. But I think the thing I love the most about her… is her independence.” You look to Lynnett who’s already blushing.

Freminent and Lyney look at eachother and it’s as if they come to an understanding that maybe you really are right for her. They usually aren’t so quick to trust someone at face value with some words, but they know. Lynnett has a wall around people and doesn’t let it down around just anyone. They trust that their sister is good at figuring out people’s good intentions from wrong, and if she’s opened her heart to you. Then they trust her. They trust her judgement of you.

“Well, I’ll admit thats not a bad answer.” Lyney rumbles, rubbing his neck, not so happy with his defeat.

“But I have one last question.” Freminent asks and the attention turns to boy who’s remained mostly quiet throughout this discussion. “It’s a really important one.” He looks to both Lyney and Lynnett, and it’s as if they both already know what he’s about to ask.

“Of course. Ask anything. I’m an open book.” You say with a calm smile.

Freminent takes a deep breath, “If you want to be a part of this family then… do you promise that no matter what you hear… or what you learn.. you’ll try to see things from our side?” All three of them look eagerly towards you.

Lynnett has told you seldom about her life outside of magic, but you know in your heart that no matter what, Lynnett will always be someone you cannot live without.

“We all have a story don’t we? …When you trust me enough to tell me yours, I know that no matter what I hear or see… I will wait for however long it takes to hear that story before coming to any sort of judgement.” You say softly, looking at them all and see the brothers tense figures lighten. When you turn back to Lynnett, her eyes tell you everything you need to know and how touched she is.

“Well shit.” Lyney says. “Welcome to the family.” He exclaims, and their drinks have arrived. The rest of the lunch continues with the exchanging of stories from embarrassing moments Lynnett’s had as a child to great epic moments of the high time in their careers. Though they don’t talk anymore about their past, you know when the time is right the occasion will come. :)

P.S. POV: You actually infiltrated their family to learn their magic tricks >:)

Jean-

When Jean patrols Mondstat’s forests for any lurking danger, she sees her sister sitting next to someone on dock of the lake. Their legs dangling and feet touching the water. She was about to walk up to say hi until she sees her sister kiss the person next to her.

Jean drops her sword and a loud thud startles both you and Barbara as the two of you turn around to look at the cause of the sound, only to find the shocked expression of the Acting Grand Master.

“Sister!” Barbara looks as if she’s seen a ghost and gets up to run to her.

“Wait Barbara your shoes-“ You get cut off by Jean running away and Barbra chasing after her.

You sigh, grabbing Barbara’s shoes and wearing yours, while following the shouting of the ladies. You even pick up Jean’s sword that she’s left on the floor.

You and Barbara haven’t been together for very long, but you’re both serious about each other. However, every time you would mention if it’s time to introduce each other to one another’s family, Barbara would avoid the topic. You later learned it was cause Barbara’s sister is extremely overprotective of her.

And it makes sense after all. Barbara has been known to have stalkers and crazy fans (IFHY ALBERT). You yourself know how naive Barbara can be at times and how she doesn’t really take the best care of herself. After all, most of the time you’re picking up after her.

You find the sisters deep into the forest. Barbara sitting down on a rock, her pale feet covered in mud and gunk. And Jean pacing back and forth with a hand messing up her pony tail.

“I can’t believe you went behind my back!” Jean shouts. “A girlfriend? Seriously Barbara? Do you think you’re mature enough to be in a relationship? Do you think that girl is trustworthy?” Jean turns to her sister.

“How dare you! Y/N is a great partner and we’re doing really good! And I’ve learned so much being with her than I have before!…Gosh I knew you were going to react like this so I hid it from you.” Barbara continues the shouting, but then starts to weep and Jean sighs. Jean hates it when her sister cries. And she hates it even more when she’s the one who makes her sister cry.

“Oh Barbara, please don’t cry-“ Jean kneels down, about to wipe her tears.

“Tell me, is it just a thing in your family to leave your stuff everywhere?” You interrupt, and the stark difference in their reactions almost makes you laugh.

Barbara exclaims your name and runs up to give you a hug, while Jean stands back up and crosses her arms over her chest. She wears a furrowed brow on her face to match the tense body language.

“You got mud all over you.” You tell Barbara softly and Barbara giggles. Once she lets go of the hug, you kneel down to clean her feet with a cloth. You put her shoes on her as well, and when you stand back up, you’re met with a distraught look on Jean’s face. “Here. Your sword.” When you walked to her to hand it back to her, Jean looks even more lost.

Jean, for the past years, has been the one taking care of her sister all the time. And though what you did just now might seem small, Jean didn’t even notice her sister was walking around barefoot. ‘What if Barbara got a thron stuck in her foot and her whole leg got infected?’ She beats herself up about not noticing sooner.

“Thank you,” Jean speaks very softly. Almost as if she’s trying to counteract for her shouting earlier.

“Don’t mention it,” You give her a genuine smile. You get where the older sister is coming from after all. “Now, how do we resolve this?” You look at both the sisters.

Barbara walks closer to where you and Jean stand. “Jean… I know I’m asking a lot from you to accept us given how bad I can be at judging people… but I swear. I swear on Barbatos that Y/N is a good person.” She looks at you and you smile. You can’t help yourself but to pat her head.

“Jean, I know how worried you must be. You’ve just seen your little sister being affectionate with some random stranger… but I promise you that this random stranger.. will take even better care of Barbara than you have over the years.” You make a challenge to yourself at Jean and she finally loosens up.

Jean exhales deeply. And shakes her head at how she jumped to conclusions about you.“I will take you up on that.” She looks at Barbara and then at you and noticed how she hasn’t really seen Barbara this happy and free in a while. Being stressed AF runs in the their family and she tells herself that maybe you’re good for her Barbara. And that maybe it’s time to let her sister experience the world for herself, without Jean’s watchful eye. “But.. I think we’re all do for a shower and a proper dinner after. I have many questions.” You and Barbara agree, sticky from the lake and the humid air as the three you guys walk back.

But this time instead of someone running away from another, someone shouting, and someone crying, you guys walk together. This marks the new beginning of getting to know each other and the rest of your lives.

P.S. Even if Jean ended up accidentally slaying your ass out of anger, C6 Barbara would’ve brought you back <3

A/N: I did a Barbara version where Jean introduces you as her girlfriend but I second guessed myself thinking that might be weird after I did the Jean version… (._.)

Aether-

Aether doesn’t believe his sister got a partner before he did. Questions his rizz. The end ;)

Kidding, he doesn’t even know his sister has a girlfriend because he hasn’t found her-

A/N: How do people write traveller?? What even is their personality, like are they pretty? Yes. Do they speak? No. What do you guys go off of?? [・_・?]

11/08/2023

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dumplingsfordays · 6 months

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i'm your best friend, no?

pairing - best friend!roommate!thoma x reader

genre - fluff (comfort)

summary - after your (now ex) bf sends you some very... questionable texts, thoma, like the sweetheart that he is, lends a helping hand.

cw!: cheating, implied sex (between reader's bf and someone else), thoma being super duper sweet <3

note - couldn't pick a character bc I live for comfort fics so decided to do an (imo) underrated one 😭😭 haven't written for genshin in a bit so likeee might write some for it later

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ping!

You opened your eyes lazily, with a sigh escaping your slightly chapped lips. Your phone on your bedside table was making noise. What time was it, even?

Reaching over to grab it, you felt your head spin a little and feeling the chap-ness of your lips, you gave them a quick lick before turning on your phone.

Who sends this many notifications at 2 in the morning?

You glanced at the sender. Oh. That makes much more sense.

39 messages from babe

"Ughhhh... it's way too early for this."

ping!

"Oh, fine!" you whispered angrily to yourself, opening the messages. "It'll be fine, y/n, he probably just wants to apologize for yesterday. Always does."

To your shock and disappointment, the messages weren't an apology. They were photographic (and even audio, which disgusted you infinitely more) evidence of him cheating on you with some brunette girl. The first thing you noticed was how pretty she looked - wide doe eyes, reddened lips... and then you saw the background and other details of the photos and almost vomited.

Almost immediately your eyes shot to the texts, praying that you would find an apology or at least an excuse.

were having sm fun baby, come join us ;)

What. The. Fuck.

All the other texts were written in the same fashion. There were no apologies or excuses - only sleazy, vile invitations and comments on how the brunette did everything so much better than you did. Was he trying to make you jealous by cheating on you? If so, it didn't work at all. You were positively horrified.

Diving under your blanket with record speed, you started to quietly sob. Fat tears formed at the corners of your eyes, threatening to roll down your cheeks, and your bottom lip trembled violently as you shuddered. How could he? Why? Were you not good enough for him? Were your eyes too big or too small? Were your lips too pale or too red? Was your personality annoying?

You knew what to do, but you didn't have the strength to do it.

And then, interrupting your thoughts, came a voice. Your roommate's voice, specifically.

"Hey, you alright in there?"

You didn't want to call out and pretend that you were sleeping, but alas, your brain chose otherwise before you could even decide.

"Y-yeah," you sniffled, "I'm good."

"No you're not, you're crying. I can hear it in your voice."

God, why did he have to be so insistent?

"y/n," he continued. "If something's happened you can always tell me. I'm your best friend, no?"

After a pause you reluctantly accepted. "Oh, fine."

You shifted, lifting the blanket and sliding your feet into the slippers beside your bed. They were unpleasantly cold, but you didn't really care - the floor was probably colder, and this was better than nothing. Slippers squeaking slightly on the floor, you made your way to the door and opened it to a very messy-looking, and very worried, Thoma.

"Hey, sweetie," he muttered as he furrowed his eyebrows, using that oh-so-familiar nickname. You smiled sadly in return. The blond reached out to you and pulled you in for a hug, and as you felt his arms loop around you, he sighed into your shoulder.

"C'mon, tell me what happened."

At this you couldn't hold in your tears any longer. They poured out of your eyes like a river, probably staining the white shirt that he had on, but he didn't seem to mind - in fact, he leaned in and let you hold on to him.

Deciding that it was best to let you lay down, Thoma scooped you up into his arms and carried you to your bed, where he placed you on the sheets, covering you with the blanket as you sniffled.

"My boyfriend," you started, grasping Thoma's hands in yours, "he- he sent me some texts just now and-"

You burst into tears all over again. Just say it, you thought to yourself, just do it! Why is this so hard for you, y/n?

"Oh, sweetie," Thoma cooed in return, leaning over to hug you warmly. "Do you wanna show me the texts or do you want me to wait a sec?"

You nodded weakly, plucking your phone from where you left it on the nightstand and unlocking it. You handed it to Thoma, whose eyes widened upon glancing at the messages. His brows furrowed as he scrolled further down, only raising in disgusted shock as he reached the bubble that finally made you break.

were having sm fun baby, come join us ;)

"What the fuck is your boyfriend thinking?" he whispered, looking back at your reddened cheeks and trembling lip as he finally laid down beside you.

"I don't know," you replied, sliding farther under the covers. "I mean, he did this before, but he apologized-"

"y/n, he did this before? And you didn't dump him?"

"N-no, but-"

"Sweetie," he sighed as he put the phone back and hugged you again. "When your partner cheats on you, never stick around. Doesn't matter how much they shower you in praise or how many dates they take you on, 90% of the time they will do it again. You put your trust in him and he broke it twice. I'd say that's more than enough cause to leave him."

"But why did he do it? Are my eyes too small or big compared to that girl in the picture? Am I uglier than her? Is my personality worse? Am I a bad person, Thoma?"

His expression turned from one of perplexed anger to one of consolation as he spoke.

"No, no, you're a wonderful person," he said gently, "I honestly don't know either. You're gorgeous and stunning and every time I see you, you bring a smile to my face regardless of how bad of a day it's been. You're not a bad person and I hate to see you think of yourself that way."

His hands gave yours a small, comforting squeeze as you sniffled.

"Thanks, Thoma. I think you're a wonderful person too," you smiled softly, tears still running down your cheeks.

He chuckled quietly in return. "Of course. Now, are you gonna go to bed, or do you wanna stay up for a little bit and watch a movie or something?"

"A movie sounds nice. But we're watching it together, right?"

"Only if you want to."

"Yeah, I do."

Returning your smile, he sat up, still holding your hand, and as you grabbed a large blanket from your closet, you realized that you couldn't have wished for a better roommate.

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pochipop · 2 years

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＃ GENSHIN IMPACT !! ♡ — THEY COMFORT YOU AFTER A ROUGH DAY.

#. synopsis! — everyone has bad days. it's always nice when you don't have to deal with it alone .

#. characters! — thoma , itto , diluc, zhongli , xiao .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

𖦹. ━ THOMA !!

The moment he meets your eyes, Thoma knows something is wrong. Try as you might to hide it, stuffing your emotions down so as not to burden him with your problems, —he simply knows you too well to ignore the subtlety sullen expression you're wearing. His approach is gentle and comforting, greeting you with a warm hug. By no means is that out of the ordinary, —in fact, it would have likely felt more bizarre if he hadn't done so. However, this time he holds you a little closer and for a little while longer than he usually would.

"Are you hungry?" He asks the moment he pulls himself away, smoothing some loose strands of hair out of your face. "I can make you a snack if you'd like. I also just poured some dango milk, so feel free to drink up if you want some."

A smile tugs at the corners of your lips. It's hard to feel down when you're around Thoma, —maybe even impossible. His smile and laugh are infectious, and he brightens any room he steps foot in. He's so sweet that it's hard to believe he's real sometimes and not a story book prince that's come to life by way of some magical spell.

"No thanks," you shake your head, not feeling up to eating or drinking anything at the moment.

You're sure to thank him for his offers though.

"Is there anything you wanna talk about then?" He asks, being sure to tread lightly.

He doesn't want to make you feel pressured to tell him anything. If you'd like to keep things to yourself, that's more than okay, and Thoma completely respects that! However, he also wants to be sure that you know you can come to him when you need encouragement, advice, or even just someone to lend an ear to your troubles.

Of course, with a lover like Thoma, you already know all of that and more.

"It was just a hard day," you admit. "Nothing seemed to go right, and I kept making silly mistakes that I'd normally never have made any other time. I don't know why either. Everything just seemed to go wrong."

He looks at you with sympathetic eyes, hand reaching out to grasp for yours. Thoma smoothes his thumb across the ridge of your knuckles, nodding in understanding.

"Everyone has days like that," he assures you, voice so sweet it might as well be dripping with honey. "Sometimes easy tasks just don't go the way we'd like them too, and that can be frustrating. But you made it through, didn't you?"

"Yeah," you nod in confirmation, "I did."

"Because you're strong, and nobody should be judged by their roughest days. Tomorrow's another chance to start again, do things differently, and ease yourself back into normalcy."

He sing-songs a "but," free hand reaching out to grasp for your own.

"Tonight is a chance to let things go and know that you can fix them later on. So, for now, —let me rub your shoulders for a while, and then I'll make dinner. Your favorite. How's that sound?"

You feel your stress slipping away in his wake, and you pull him in for another warm hug. Thoma squeezes you a little tighter, pressing a fervent kiss to your temple in the process. There's always been something about him that's soothed you, calmed your stormy seas into little more than lapping tides. It's easy to forget your problems when you're with him.

"You're the best," you mumble into his chest, which leaves Thoma grinning from ear to ear.

When it comes to you, he's foolishly lovesick. You make his heart race a mile a minute, and he loves every second of it. "I am pretty cool," he playfully agrees, "—but you're the best, actually. Now come sit, make yourself comfortable and I'll help get rid of some of this tension."

𖦹. ━ ITTO !!

Itto tends to be a little oblivious to the feelings of others. Actually, he can be pretty aloof in regard to his own emotions as well, so it can't really be helped that he doesn't immediately notice that you're a little upset. You tell yourself it's probably for the best anyway, —he seems to have had a fairly good day, no complaints to make note of, and you don't want to simmer his mood down. Even so, it's almost impossible to keep up a happy-go-lucky facade after your stress filled day. From start to finish, it was as if the world were stacking all odds against you.

By the time you were halfway through, you were already prepared to just go home and shut out the rest of the world for at least the rest of the night. But forgoing your responsibilities just wasn't an option, unfortunately.

Eventually, Itto picks up on your unusual amount of silence and decides to ask if everything is alright. He takes a seat next to you and places his large hands on his thighs, thumbs curling under his palms.

"You haven't said much since you got back," he notes, "is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, —everything's fine," you say, but you can't tell if you're trying to reassure him or yourself more with those words.

It's a little white lie. . .

"I'm just tired," you elaborate. "Guess the day felt longer than it really was."

"You just seem sad," the oni says, "and I don't like it when you're sad. It makes me sad."

"Oh. . . I-I'm sorry," you apologize reflexively, "today was just a little rough and I. . ."

Your words trail off, but Itto quickly corrects himself.

"Don't be sorry! All I meant was that I don't like seeing you look sad because you deserve to be happy! But, humans and oni. . . We both have feelings! I know it can't be helped sometimes, so you have nothing to be apologizing for. It's only natural."

Somehow, that sentiment you were already well aware of makes you crack the first smile of the day. Maybe it was just something in the way he said it, but it brightened your mood with ease.

"Thank you," you tell him, slinking yourself into his side.

The sudden touch surprises him a little, but he welcomes it all the same. He places an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close and allowing you to snuggle into his body. His lips ghost along the crown of your head.

"You can stay at my side as long as you need,* Itto tells you, "—even if that means you'll be here forever."

Of course, that's an outlandish prospect by all accounts. Even so, the idea of it doesn't seem half bad. If you could spend the rest of your life surrounded by his warmth, you probably would, —and who could really blame you? At the end of the day, your soft-hearted boyfriend is little more than a giant teddy bear.

A teddy bear with a lot of built-up muscle and a lengthy criminal record, but a teddy bear nonetheless!

𖦹. ━ DILUC !!

Diluc doesn't ask right away. The last thing he wants to do is overstep, and although he doubts you'd feel that way about his inquiry, he doesn't want to risk making a wrong move and spoiling your already sour mood even more so. His top priority in the situation is your well being, —so he whips you up something fresh to drink and even offers to prepare something for you to snack on.

He feels more comfortable asking about your downtrodden expression once you've taken the drink. As you sip on it, Diluc places a single hand softly on your shoulder, a reassuring warmth seeping from his palm to your skin through the fabric of your shirt.

"Did something happen today?" He asks.

You bite at the inside of your cheek, struggling to be completely honest. It was just a rough day from the very beginning, and things had progressively gotten worse as it went along. It was hard juggling all of your missed steps on top of everything else, and by the time you were free to go home, you were left with a heavy feeling in your chest. Even so, you don't want to bring Diluc into it. You know his job is stressful enough as it is, especially when he doubles as the midnight vigilante that protects Mondstadt from the shadows once the moon makes its way into the sky.

"Just. . . Just some small things that built up, I guess. Nothing horrible, but my day could have gone a lot smoother," you acknowledge truthfully.

"Would you like to talk about it?" Diluc suggests, thinking that maybe getting the finer details off your chest would help to alleviate some of your displeasure.

You decline the offer, knowing that rehashing things now will only make you feel silly for being so blue about it all in the aftermath. Still, you make sure to tell Diluc that you're appreciative of his offer.

The drink he made for you is halfway gone by the time he slips his arms around your waist and rests him chin on the crown of your head. It's a simple gesture, but you can't help but to feel special when Diluc pulls you close to him like this. He's so reserved that only you get to experience such acts from him, and knowing that makes your heart skip a beat.

"It's okay if you're not interested in talking about things," he says, reassuringly so. "Just know that I love you, and if you change your mind, I'm always here to listen."

Diluc tends to be more of a read-between-the-lines type of guy, so for him to be so upfront is a bit of a surprise. A welcome one, granted, but a surprise nonetheless.

"But, if you don't, that's fine too," he continues. "It's up to you. And I'll be here no matter what."

His sudden vocality is a bit startling if you're being honest, but you appreciate his effort to be more communicative nonetheless. You lean into his warmth, finding comfort there. His body heat seems to dim all the negative thoughts and feelings plaguing you after your less than stellar day.

He offers you a few small pecks to the apple of your cheek for good measure.

𖦹. ━ ZHONGLI !!

Though Zhongli has only lived amongst humans for a short time in comparison to what his appearance might lead many to believe, he's become quite adept at ascertaining emotions from small details. He's become especially good at identifying your moods in particular, so it comes as little to no shock when you come home after a fairly rough day and Zhongli almost immediately catches onto your thinly veiled fretting.

"Today didn't quite go as planned, I presume?" He asks, placing a comforting hand on your knee as he takes a seat beside you

It's a small geture, but it means the world to you.

"Not exactly," you reply. "Nothing that happened was all that bad, but it became harder for me to focus once my rhythm had been thrown off, and I ended up scrambling for the rest of the day."

Zhongli nods in understanding.

"Some days are harder than others. The best you can give will be different at any given time, so it's important to acknowledge your efforts and treat yourself with kindness, even when you don't feel like you're working to the fullest of your capabilities."

Ah, there he goes again, being so wise. You can't help but to smile when he speaks to you like this, tailoring advice to you from his long history of experiences. When you tell him things, no matter how disjointed at times, he seems to see right through all the inconsistencies and the emotions that get jumbled up in the mix, cutting through to the heart of the problem no matter what it may be.

"I'll keep that in mind," you nod, "—thank you."

He senses very quickly that you feel something is missing but don't have the nerve to ask for it. He pauses, waiting to see if you'll cave and just be honest about your desires. When you don't, however, Zhongli decides to offer himself to you.

"Would you like a hug?" He asks, pressing the flat of his palm to the crown of your head affectionately.

You're a bit embarrassed that it was so easy to see through you, but you're certainly not in any place to turn him away. After all, you really do want that hug. So, you nod your head, and Zhongli smiles at you softly before pulling you into his embrace.

𖦹. ━ XIAO !!

As someone who hasn't spent much time around humans or the adepti that live among them, Xiao is quite a bit out of touch with his own feelings, —as well as everyone else's. Emotions aren't an easy thing to muster up for him, nor to understand in others. Still, he's by no means oblivious to the way you don't greet him as happily when he shows up at random this evening.

Even so, he says nothing of it until hours have passed, the evening sunlight has been replaced by a waning moon, and you've yet to truly seem like yourself.

"Are you unhappy?" Xiao eventually asks.

He maintains a steady distance for the time being, uncertain of what it is you need. If he were to go off his own personal experiences, he'd likely give you space and time to sit alone and think, to process, to grieve whatever's happened. . . But he's proficient enough in the way humans work now to understand that being alone isn't always preferable. In fact, now that he's thinking about it, being alone hasn't always been preferable to him, either.

"Unhappy?" You parrot, "—I don't think I'd say that, no. . . I'm just a little down is all."

He nods in understanding and closed the gap between you a bit, standing nearer to you.

"Is there a reason why?"

He asks because, from what Xiao has gathered, sometimes humans just feel sad because they do, with no inherent rhyme or reason.

"Not a singular one, no," you shake your head, "but a lot of small things built up over the course of the day, and I ended up. . . Feeling really overwhelmed," you elaborate.

Now that Xiao understands. He knows what it's like to be completely and utterly in over your head, floundering for breath, making mistake after mistake. He understands very well the way pressure builds inside the body, threatening to explode in any form it can, —whether in sadness, anger, frustration, or something completely different altogether.

"Is there something I can do to help?"

Such a simple gesture, and yet it means the world to you.

You don't need anything in particular. It's obvious that you can just try again tomorrow, be better than you were today. . . You know how to fix things, how to men your mistakes and get quickly back on track. But the fact that Xiao is so clearly going outside of his comfort zone to offer you refuge away from yourself is enough to make your heart jump in the cavern of your chest.

"Could I just have a hug?" You inquire honestly.

Though Xiao is quite a bit taken aback by that, he sees no point in denying you one. So, he nods his head and wordlessly accepts you into his arms, holding you close. One of his hands comes up to lie flat against the back of your head. He doesn't say it, but you know you can stay there for as long as you need.

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le-cinnamonrolls-and-roses · 2 years

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🐶 Theoretically | Genshin Impact

• content : none! | ayato, zhongli, diluc, kazuha, venti, itto, scaramouche, kaeya, childe, tohma | you jokingly tell him that, theoretically, if you two ever break up, it'll be hard to find something like him because he raised your standards.

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"that's good," he shrugs his shoulders, "at least i know that even if something does happen to us, you won't settle for less than what - or who - you deserve,"

ayato, diluc, zhongli, kazuha

"you - you aren't breaking up with me, are you?" he asks, mouth agape with eyes wide and (maybe just a little) teary as he clings to you, "what if i never find someone like you again?"

✓ venti, itto

"now why would you ever need to, hm?" he shamelessly rolls his eyes, "i certainly have no intention of letting you go, so you can stay right here and enjoy the personification of your standards right here.

✓ scaramouche, kaeya

"expected," he stretches his arms and yawns while trying (and failing) to nonchalantly put his arm over your shoulder, "there is only one of me after all,"

he drums his fingers on his lap, then his eyes widen and he looks at you, "wait, wait, are you planning to do that?"

✓ childe, tohma

#genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #ayato x reader #zhongli x reader #diluc x reader #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #itto x reader #scaramouche x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #tohma x reader #thoma x reader

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ninlilwinds · 1 year

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Cooking with the boys

Summary: Reader is cooking with the genshin boys

Characters: Diluc, Thoma, Childe

All but Childe’s can be seen as either platonic or romantic

A/N: Kind of rushed and bad, but I enjoyed writing it. Enjoy.

You prepared the ingredients whilst Diluc made sure to cut them up and handle the hot oil and boiling water. You had decided to make homemade french fries that day after being outside working at the vineyard all day.

You would clean the the potatoes and peel them, Diluc would cut, boil and fry, and finally you were taste tester

Every time Diluc heard you going too fast with the peeling, he would look over and tell you to slow down before you hurt yourself

And of course, you accidentally cut yourself after going fast and realizing Diluc was waiting for you. Blood came out of the wound and Diluc sighed, placing it under the sink to wash the water off as you winced.

“I told you to be careful.” he gently scolded, wrapping you finger with a bandaid before grabbing the peeler himself. He would tell you to take a break and add the spices and condiments you wanted to the one that was finished.

Besides that small inconvenience you had tons of fun with him

Thoma wanted to perfect making this particularly hard bread recipe, one that if you did one wrong measurement would get too hard, deflate, or all of the above.

He’d try a few times by himself, but then finally enlisted your help. Making the dough and kneading it was harder than you thought, but not for any reason.

Thoma and you kept laughing and joking about anything. You got flour on your cheek? Expect to be laughin for the next 5 minutes. You tripped and bumped into him? Another laughing session

It was a very joyful kitchen, and even caught the attention of other maids and the Kamisato siblings. Ayato and Ayaka soon joined in too with making the bread.

In a day or so when you came back after leaving the dough to rise, you placed it in the oven crossing your fingers.

All of your previous helpers that had come in when they heard all the laughter waited in the common room drinking tea and chattering. WHen the bread was finally ready you all brought it out and placed it in the center of the table

All eyes on the bread as Thoma picked up the knife and cut it, passing out the fresh slices.

Everyone took a bite together, and soon cheers of success rang out. The bread was gone fast, and it tasted delicious. Turns out all Thoma needed was a little bit of joy, one you seemed to bring wherever you went

Not being able to see Child every day because of his work always caused you some pain, eating your dinners alone and sleeping in the cold of night.

So, whenever he comes over to welcome you, you're overjoyed, until you realize you haven't cooked anything.

Since he’s been gone you’ve decided to just order food or go out to eat at places, rather than cook just for yourself. Some nights you didn’t even eat out for laziness.

Childe would reassure u, kissing your forehead and taking out your two matching aprons, ready for your first activity to be cook your dinner together.

You were both hungry, so most of the time it was a little bit for the pot, a little bit of the chefs. He would hold up food to your lips so you could try how the recipe was going so far.

At the end of it all, he would eat with you catching up on everything that happened.

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sunarinscat · 2 years

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Tohma teases you all the time, he knows it's a bit mean, but he likes watching your face go slightly red when he batts his eyes and asks if the reason you're staring is ‘because you have a little a crush on him.’ He thinks it's adorable when you huff about how you were 'just glancing across a room that he happened to be in'.

So why is it that he's dreading being patronized by you for what he's about to do?

He's considered one of the popular kids, a hotshot if you will, and has no shortage of love letters flooding his locker, desk, and mailbox regularly. He knows he's good looking and enjoys flaunting it.. to a degree.

So why is he suddenly doubting the fact that you could ever want someone like him?

Tohma has been there with you through it all, he's seen you at your worst, and knows you've seen him there too. You've been loyal to each other as long as he can remember, from the time you were small children.

So why is it that he's so terrified he's about to ruin a bond he can never mend?

He sits alone in his car, a bouquet resting at his side. He chose the arrangement himself; it's filled with your favorite colors. He's got chocolates, but those are probably melting right now. Is this overkill? What if things go wrong? What if it's never the same?

But every time he sees you laugh his heart sinks, longing to pull your face towards his and describe just how much he loves you. He wants to be with you all the time, to grow and change with you. He already knows you like the back of his hand, but he wants to know more. He can't stand it when you tell him he's the 'best friend a person could have' or wag your finger in his face and tell him 'That's what friends are for'. He doesn't want to be friends. But he doesn't want to lose you.

So, he drives away. He places the chocolates in the fridge, and the flowers in a vase. Maybe next time.

(unedited)

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the-daiz · 2 years

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Would you be so kind? | Thoma

Genre: hurt/comfort (angst if you squint)

Paring: Thoma x reader

Warning(s): slight mention of blood/injury.

Side note: I'm not even sure what this is, um. I don't normally erite anything that heavily implies romance yet here we are yeahhhh im so tired. HOPE YALL LIKE THIS!

Not proofread, sorry about the spelling mistakes.

Posted on: 26/ July/ 2022

With motion posessing the delicacy of an angel and hands as tender as the moistened leaves of morning rain, Thoma wrapped the cleansed white cloth around the flreshly obtained wound, staining the flawless color of the fabric with the crimson fluid oozing out. Carefully, he signetured the make-shift bandage with a tight knot, in order to stop the bleeding for good.

You jolted when he gave the knot a curt tug, features scrucnhing up while you quilled back your grunt of pain. Your eyes fluttered open, fixed on the polished wooden tiles below you. You were almost lost by how perfect they were, all strawn together in faultless unison.

Their sight was captivating, you thought. Or maybe you were simply too tired, or maybe you were trying not to look down at your bandaged arm. You knew if you had, the agony would only increase, even if gruesome sight had been already masked with the white rag.

"(Y/n)?" Thoma's voice pulled you out of your hazefull stupor. You felt your chest tighten at the sound of his voice. Warm and thoughtful. Like a feild of lavender flowers, basking in its gratifying smell.

"Yes, Thoma?" It was a miracle you were able to keep your tone so steady. You continued to stare down at the floor, avoiding his blazing gaze. You needn't glance at him to know what expression he held. It was one of sadness, you assumed, worrisome and of course, concern, he was always concerned when it came to you, he was always so worried about you.

"Will you look at me?" He muttered. You didn't miss the sharp inhale he drew in. It made him sound nervous. You gulped back whatever had made its way up your throat and lifted your head up, locking eyes with him.

"Of course." You breathed out. As soon as you had made eyecontact with him, you wanted to tear your gaze away. Just as you assumed. Sadness, worried, concern, all in one expression. However, there was one that you hadn't guessed. Adoreness. Love. The longer you stared at his features, the faster your heart paced.

"are you ok?" It was such a simple question, so why did it feel like an anvil had just plummeted down on you? Your smile wavered, but only for a moment.

"I'm fine, Thoma. It was just a cut, it'll heal. Don't worry." You reassured.

"how can I not worry?" He whispered, his eyes lighting with further caring sentiment. Your brows drew inward, your smile faltering as you stared at him with starck worry. "There isn't a time where I'll ever stop worrying about you.

"I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone else. It hurts so much to see you in pain. Watching you hurt feels like walking over glass." You hadn't expected him to spill so much. You hadn't wanted him to spill so much. He reached out for your uninjured hand, holding it gently before pulling it against his chest.

"And I love you so much more!" You exclaimed, jumping forward a bit. Though he didn't react. he simply continued to stare at you with misty eyes, his lips pursed together ever so slightly. You tried to steady your breathing, in an attempt to keep your feelings suppressed. "So please don't-"

"I don't want to see you like this anymore. I don't like seeing you try to hide your pain because you know it'll worry me. I'm so scared for you, (Y/n), please, don't let me see you like this anymore." He tightened his grip around your hand. All you could do was stare at him wordlessly, your chest visibly moving up and down while your breathing quickened.

"I'd do anything for you. I'll do anything for you." The onky thing you could focus on was the fondness consuming his eyes. He slowly guided your hand up to his mouth, his lips brushing against the back of your hand and planting a fleeting kiss, his eyes shut and face tight with sorrowness. With his lips pressed against your hand, he murmured. "Please. Let me protect you."

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mililika · 2 years

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Genshin boys x elemental beings

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character: xiao,thoma cw:fem!reader, headcanons, fluff note:I rewrote every headcanons two or three times. I thought I could write at least about three guys, but…I don't have the strength))

Xiao

It is almost impossible to meet a mermaid in the shallow waters of Liyue, such a chance appears if you are incredibly lucky or the mermaid turned out to be a little stupid fish. Xiao wouldn't call himself very lucky, so your meeting happened because of your stupid curiosity. You were wondering what these two-legged creatures that the older mermaids called people looked like. You swam into the river and ended up on the Dihua Marsh, but when you swam past one rock, one big boulder broke off and got right on your tail. And then you met one person, but to be honest you were in a panic because you were injured and you won't be able to swim away if the person is aggressive. That's just it wasn't a man, but an adeptus.

—Silly fish—said the guy with the spear. He lifted the boulder as if it weighed nothing and freed your tail.

Mermaids are greedy for very beautiful things. And you thought the two-legged one who saved you was beautiful, very beautiful. But you can't take him for yourself like that beautiful fish or shell, he's also alive, just like you. It seems that people have a tradition that if they like someone, they begin to take care of him. That's why you decided to do the same

You started following the adeptus. Of course, he saw you hiding among the lotus lilies, but he didn't do anything, although it annoyed him. Xiao didn't understand why the mermaid was following him now, do you really want to eat him? Although Xiao is confident in his abilities, he will not be able to fight in the water. So one day he decided to come to you after all

— What do you want from me?—Xiao asked and pointed his spear at you. Honestly, you thought you were hiding well. What does he say? You still don't understand the language of people well.

You purred something in response, your long ears fluttered, and you held out a beautiful shell. Xiao really didn't expect this. He could not even think that one day such a proud and obstinate elemental like a mermaid would happily hand him a rare shell, smile sweetly at him and purr something in an attempt to speak

He took the shell and abruptly disappeared. Did he not like your gift? You sighed in frustration and your ears drooped sadly. Gurgling water with the help of your nose, you swam back into the sea. What can this person like?

Watching people, you gradually began to understand speech, but instead of words, gurgling words still came out of your mouth. Why is the language of people so complicated? Although it was frustrating, you didn't want to give up, you wanted to conquer this man with a spear with your knowledge.

Your incredible interest in a person (read as: falling in love) was noticed by other mermaids. Many of them giggled and made fun of you, someone was happy for you and gave advice, and the older mermaids were against it (although their opinion is not important to you). You started watching people, trying to understand how they look after each other. A lot of things shock you, for example, why do people touch their lips? But still, you tried to be tolerant of the oddities of bipedal creatures. — You began to catch Xiao's eye more and more often and, to his surprise, tried to talk to him, although your speech still looks like a cat purring or gurgling. For him, your behavior was very strange. Mermaids are very peculiar creatures, playful and a little good-natured, but quite dangerous. Therefore, Xiao did not understand why this strange mermaid began to pursue him and every time she is so happy and tries to give something. Therefore, when the Traveler found herself at the Wangshu Inn, Xiao decided to turn to her, because he needed a human look. She just laughed and said: "Xiao, this mermaid just liked you! Apparently she wants to make friends with you

The mermaid will like it, it's a strange feeling, especially for Xiao. He's not even human, so it's quite difficult for him to understand such feelings… but for some reason it's quite pleasant. The mermaid does not even suspect that he is a Demon Killer, that he has a karmic debt, that he is an adeptus. It is unlikely that she will understand this, but all elemental beings have a special sense with which they can determine the bad from the good. So why doesn't she leave? It's nice (pull yourself together Xiao, you're an adeptus, you don't care about any human feelings!), but it's confusing

The more often you see him, the nicer and more beautiful he seems to you. His amber eyes occasionally shimmer with the color of an emerald. You like his voice, with a little hoarseness and severity. Sometimes you imagined how the bird on his arm became alive and flew straight up to the clouds, it seemed to you that Xiao himself was this bird, free and sublime. What you liked has more freedom than yourself, ironically — I don't understand what you want from me—Xiao caught you again for another persecution—I am an adeptus, I protect people from like you. If you want to thank me for that occasion, then you don't need to, go away. And stay away from me—maybe this time you'll realize that he's dangerous even for you. You looked at Xiao thoughtfully and frowned sweetly. Didn't you understand what he said? Suddenly the face lit up with light, and you joyfully held out your little finger to him —Friends?— you purred. Like this gesture people show when they want to be friends? Right? Looking at the expression on the Xiao's face, you realized that you had messed up something again

Apparently he's going crazy since his heart is pounding so hard in his chest, and butterflies are fluttering in his stomach, seeing how brightly you smile at him. Too attractive, curious, a little stupid fish makes you feel like this. Gently, even through the gloves, he felt the cold of your skin, he intertwined your fingers.

A sharp splash of water and Xiao did not even realize that he was knocked on his back. Even through his gloves, he felt the sliding of scales. You were like an obedient dog who finally met his master. You were so happy that you didn't even realize right away that you had pinned him down with your whole body, and when you hugged him, you listened to how fast his heart was beating. If Xiao knew how to understand beauty, like people, he would definitely call this mermaid incredibly beautiful

(I've rewritten it three times! and I still don't like it)

Thoma

Thoma loves pets. And pets love Thoma. It's no secret that when Thoma leaves the house, he takes with him various goodies for pets. Almost every day he comes to one big tree on the outskirts of the city, where there are always a lot of stray cats and dogs (probably because they don't fight), and he was able to remember almost every pet, and even knitted clothes for some. But one day, when Thoma came back to feed the animals living under the tree, he noticed an unfamiliar cat. This cat was a big tricolor with a long tail and wounded. There was a big scratch on the front paw. She was lying on the ground, snorting tiredly and looking around with displeasure.

— Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you—Thoma carefully sat down next to the cat and slowly pulled his hand towards her, she might get scared and hurt herself. The cat growled in displeasure, but when she sniffed his hand, she no longer showed signs of aggression—I just want to help you—Thoma gently scratched her behind the ear and she looked at him … he had never seen such beautiful and intelligent eyes in animals.

Taoma carefully picked up the cat in his arms and ran home. When Thoma was treating the cat's paw, she did not hiss or try to bite, but only watched him and, perhaps, so intently that it was even a little scary. Thoma decided to leave the cat at home, left her food and ran to run errands for lord Kamisato, but in the evening, when he returned home, the cat was gone

Thoma got lost) Thoma. Got lost. A strange phrase, because Thoma remembered most of the forest that surrounds the Kamisato estate. But due to a little rain and darkness, the moon disappeared behind dark clouds, perhaps he turned off the road. Somewhere in the distance he hears the voices of monsters, and if Thoma does not find a way out now, he will become a dinner for monsters. The bangs stuck unpleasantly to his forehead, Thoma can only see the nearest trees, and his palm hurt because of an abrasion. Thoma was already starting to think where to find shelter to wait out the night, but suddenly he heard meowing. Somewhere five meters away sat a cat, the same one: tricolor and large. A path of stray lights that shone like candles led to it. Is it really a spirit?! Did Youkai decide to help him?

The cat smiles with her eyes and waits for Thoma to follow her. The voices of the monsters are getting closer and closer. He has two options: to stay here and face the horde of monsters that are looking for him, or to go after youkai, who may not mind eating him himself. The cat meowed again, she was waiting for him. Thoma squeezed his eyes shut and began to think. To hell with that! Thoma ran to the cat, but as soon as he was in the place where she was sitting, the cat disappeared. And again there was a meow, the cat was already in another place, and the lights appeared again and led Thoma to her. Thoma began to follow the cat, which could disappear in a moment and appear in another place. Twenty minutes later, Thoma no longer heard the screams of monsters, heard the rustling of leaves and the chirping of grasshoppers. The cat led him to an almost invisible path, and he obediently followed her. Soon she led him to the Kamisato estate.

Thoma finally got out of the forest, so a happy smile appeared on his face. Thoma began to climb the stairs, and on the highest step a cat was already waiting for him. When Thoma got up, she crawled between his legs like water, kindly ran her tail over his leg, but when Thoma decided to look at her and stroke her, she disappeared again. Yokai helped him, perhaps fate rewarded him with great luck.

You were walking through the forest as usual, even the rain didn't stop you from exploring your territory. But suddenly you heard human heavy breathing, heard a man running away from monsters. You're not an evil yokai, so you decided to help. You were so glad to see the familiar beautiful face of a cute boy with golden hair. You had a strange warm feeling in your chest when you noticed. He was so cute and charming when he got lost: a little pouty lips, a lost look in his green eyes and he shrank and it seemed that he wanted to shrink because of fear. You wanted to protect him. And the best place to protect Thoma is at his house)) You started living at his house)) and eat his food))) You considered it an equivalent payment for protection from other yokai. Of course, Tom did not know that he had a cat at home, so he did not understand where his food was disappearing. Periodically you accompanied him in the city, sometimes you watched him work when you were lying on the roof of the Kamisato estate.

One winter morning it was especially cold. You shivered with displeasure and woke up from the cold. You need a warm place. And the warmest place in the house is a futon with a warm host at home. And so Thoma woke up in the hot embrace of a naked girl, and something long and fluffy is wrapped around his leg.

—Who are you?!—Thoma jumped up from the futon abruptly. You sleepily rubbed your eyes and yawned sweetly.

—Thoma, I'm cold—you reached for a warm blanket—go back to bed, it's cold here without you—you grabbed his pant leg and a second later Thoma was already lying on the futon. You covered both of them with a blanket and settled comfortably next to the guy.

—Who are you?— your nose twitched from the smell of stress and anger. You slowly opened your eyes and looked into Thoma's eyes—saved you, protected you from other yokai, ungrateful boy. And if I'm fluffy again, will you sleep with me?— in a second, you returned the appearance of a big cat and looked at the guy carefully.

— Thoma lost consciousness) Bakeneko are aggressive towards people, but you can't get mad at such a cute and sunny guy. It is unlikely that Thoma will drive you away, you are so attractive, your legs are giving way, and you did not plan to leave him

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #xiao x you #tohma x you #tohma x reader #xiao fluff

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yyuangss · 1 year

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PDA ( GENSHIN AND STAR RAIL MEN )

note: some thoughts on how they would express their love to you in public 🫶 nothing extra and nothing but pure fluff.

will show very soft pda. he doesn’t mind it but he’ll never go overboard with it. most people see him give you a kiss on your forehead or a tender kiss on the cheek. though he always greets you with a kiss on your hand and smiles at you. will call you dear or my love. he’ll also tell you how much you mean to him. call it old fashioned but it’s his preferred way.

diluc, zhongli, kazuha, baizhu, kaeya, gorou, tohma, tighnari, jing yuan, gepard, welt !

will not show any. his way of showing you affection in public is different though. he’ll give you flowers, buy you a gift while you two are out together. the most he will do is hold your hand or link your arms together. to show more is private to the both of you. when you are in a secluded spot, he’ll give you a passionate kiss and holds you tightly in his arms, telling you how much you mean to him. moments like that can only be reserved for the two of you.

xiao, alhaitham, albedo, cyno, scaramouche, dan heng, blade !

he absolutely loves it. do you want a kiss? you don’t even have to tell him, he’s already on it. he’ll kiss your entire face while holding onto your cheeks. has his arm around your shoulders or waist, pulling you to his side before kissing you over and over. has told you it’s his favorite thing to do and wants to do it as much as he can. occasionally does it in a teasing matter but his love is still there no less. can you blame him? he just feels so lucky to have you.

itto, ayato, childe, venti, sampo !

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luvtowa · 13 days

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ tokyo debunker masterlist * ˚ ✦

❝ do you believe in soulmates, dandelion? ❞

✿ fluff | ★ angst | ✦ smut

🎧 ୭ ₊ frostheim ˚. ᵎᵎ ❄️

— lucas

— kaito

— jin

— tohma

🎧 ୭ ₊ vagastrom ˚. ᵎᵎ ⭐️

— alan

— sho

— leo

🎧 ୭ ₊ jabberwock ˚. ᵎᵎ 🥕

— haru

— towa

— ren

🎧 ୭ ₊ sinostra ˚. ᵎᵎ 🪭

— taiga

— romeo

— ritsu

🎧 ୭ ₊ hotarubi ˚. ᵎᵎ 🪻

— subaru

— haku

— zenji

🎧 ୭ ₊ mortkranken ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎲

— yuri

— jiro

🎧 ୭ ₊ obscuary ˚. ᵎᵎ 🧊

— rui

#masterlist #tokyo debunker #mei’s writing

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megistusdiary · 2 years

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the idea of soft dom tohma fucking you after you have a long day to make you “forget all about it” and overstimulating you until you cant think and you’re js like crying and he has you suck on his fingers to shut you up because “i know you can take it, pretty baby.. just let me make you feel good” makes my mind go 💥💥💥

i am so tired rn. i just spent the entire day in class, doing chemistry homework, reports, busting out a bio report, and trying to do skincare and take breaks 🚶‍♀️

i finally finished my homework for the night, but i still have so much to do >:[

i am tired, but i wanted to write a little something while i finish my tea before i head to bed ♡♡♡ also so sorry this has been sitting in my box forever. my box is full of asks right now, and i feel so bad that i can't get to them :(

anyways, i could use some of this right now, so let's roll ✨️ sorry i am talking so much

warnings: soft-dom!thoma and sub!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

soft thoma, praise, fingers in yo mouth‼️, overstim, mentions of oral, condom usage 👍, a bit of fluff at the end

your hands feebly gripped onto thoma's shoulders, pulling at the sweater still covering his form. his hair was pulled from its usual ponytail, draped over his shoulders and tickling your skin when he leaned towards you.

your thighs trembled around his waist as he rutted into you, keeping his thrusts slow and deep, feeling you arch up into him.

when he saw you trudge into the house, dumping your bag onto the floor and laying your head on the table, he immediately contrived a plan to make you forget all about your bad day.

and oh, by the archons, was he good at that.

he drew you a bath, seemingly innocent, cooking you one of your favorite meals and even letting you pick dessert.

the second you finished washing dishes, he kissed your cheek, taking the plates away and asking you to wait for him in the bedroom.

no more than fifteen minutes later, he was in between your legs, tongue flattening across your pussy and toying with your clit.

by the time he got to actually fucking you, you'd come undone twice from his fingers and mouth, hands tugging his hair right out of its tie. you weren't sure if you could continue, squirming beneath him and trying to get his attention.

he purposefully angled his hips to help you chase your high, hitting deep with deliberate thrusts in search for your g-spot.

he heard you mumbling something about it being 'too much' or how you were 'sensitive.' but thoma knew how much you needed to destress. you always had your mind full of work and school, too busy to eat and sleep at times. it was good for you to have a blank mind for once, feeling nothing but pleasure from thoma.

thoma slid his fingers into your mouth once he decided he wanted you to relax a bit, leaning down to kiss your cheek. "shh, sweetheart. i know, you've had such a long day. let me do this for you, hm?" he pressed his fingers onto your tongue, hearing you whine around the digits. "such a good girl..." he smiled, moving his hips faster, pressing his pelvis to yours.

the small patch of blonde hair at his front rubbed just right on your clit, causing you to shake against his body, feeling too many sensations at once as he rutted his hips into your sweet spot.

"there we are," thoma hummed, hearing you gasp out when he moved his hips in circular motions, stimulating your g-spot so perfectly. thoma watched your eyes go glassy, tears building up as your oncoming high did the same, making you twitch and ball your fists into his shirt. "so good for me."

there were no more protests about your work, no more worries about rude customers or peers, no stress for tomorrow, only pure bliss on your mind as you finally felt your third orgasm wash over you.

you felt absolutely limp as thoma fucked you through the powerful waves, groaning at the white ring forming around the base of his cock. this sent him hurdling into his own orgasm unexpectedly as you convulsed around him. he hunched over, removing his fingers from your mouth and coming hard.

"so good, so good to me." thoma's voice felt distant and fuzzy as you laid on the bed, feeling completely slack and blissed out.

he flopped over next to you, slowly pulling out and tying up the condom to throw away.

"feeling better?" thoma asked as you slowly came back down to reality. you smiled softly up at him, gesturing for him to join you on the bed and curl up in your arms.

"thank you." you whispered, feeling sleepy and warm as he hummed, stroking your back, allowing you to fall asleep comfortably in his arms.

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aquatik · 1 year

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guardian knight , cyno 𓆝

synopsis from the marine lover -> the seasonal winter ball is upon your region, as it’s princess, you must attend but this year there’s a few twists involved or my piece for @2022gisecretsanta! this one goes out to you, @mestiako, i hope you enjoy and pardon me for being late </3

phylum echinodermata -> genshin impact - sumeru

characters -> cyno x reader, nilou, yae miko, kaeya, tighnari, collei and dottore(🧍) make an appearance. diluc, ayato, tohma, and scaramouche are mentioned. sidnei is a made up character here!

word count -> 6.7k

content -> one shot; fluff, royal AU - female reader

water levels -> all safe, warnings — dottore. just dottore.

your family famously holds two balls, one in the winter, and one in the summer. currently, your retainers are preparing you for the winter ball. this year, there’s more excitement, for the public at least. now you’re at the age where you are supposed to find someone to be betrothed to, and at tonight’s ball, you expect the flocking of men trying to win your hand. you aren’t excited.

“princess, is something troubling your mind?”

“nothing at all,” you sighed.

one of the ladies who was doing your hair but the brush down, and began to gush, “i bet you must be excited! you’ll be getting loads of men coming up to you today!”

“how excitingly wonderful,” you said, sarcasm seeping through your teeth.

“maybe lord ayato will ask for your hand,” she continued.

“or perhaps the duke of mondstadt, diluc!” another one piped in. they continued listing nobles that had confirmed attendance, your annoyance grew further.

“that’s enough you two, please leave the princess alone and quit pestering her,” your lady-in-waiting, nilou, said.

“nilou,” you sighed thankfully as the two maids finished their touches, delicately placing the small crown upon your head, and left the room. even when they left, you could still hear their whispering gossip.

nilou shook her head as she watched them walk away, “in your presence nonetheless.”

“it’s bound to happen, certainly won’t be the last i’ve heard of it.”

“has your father talked to you about, you know, this,” she hinted.

“no, he hasn’t actually. you know he’s always been more lax with traditions.”

“relaxed enough to let you be with him,” she giggled, placing her hands on your shoulders and looking at you through the mirror, her bright hydro vision shook at the movement.

“nilou…” you mumbled, casting your eyes to the side.

she giggled, “just teasing.”

just as you were gonna retort back to nilou, there’s a knock at your door, “princess, the ball is about to start, are you ready?” one of the maids spoke.

“yes, i’ll be right there,” you said, standing up. “how do i look?” you asked nilou.

“perfect like always,” she smiled. you thanked her and walked towards the door.

“please, pardon i wasn’t here to help you get ready, my lady,” the familiar lady bowed, “i was tasked by your father to help arrange the ballroom.”

“sidnei,” you smiled. she had been your head caretaker ever since you were born, like a mother to you since you never knew yours. “i’m glad you’re here now.”

“allow me to walk you, you look stunning tonight, as always.”

you thanked her, and began walking, “speaking of which, where is my father?” you asked.

she nervously laughed, “you see, he’s busy currently, he won’t be able to walk you tonight.”

“i see…”

“however, sir cyno will be walking you,” she said, with a knowing smile, as you both turned the corner.

“w-what—“

“the king personally appointed him.”

“you cannot be—“ you said, before you look away from sidnei to meet his piercing red eyes, standing in wait for you, your royal knight, cyno.

he was shorter than most, shoulder length white hair tied back, and ruby eyes. just from appearance, most would assume he’s a mediocre knight at best, but cyno one of the kingdom’s last lines of defense, the best of the best. and he’s your personal knight, ever since you both were young. even if officially he’s called your knight, you honestly consider him your best friend.

at least you thought you did until a while back, you realized slowly yet quickly you were developing feelings for the man. you’d seen him grow into a respectable man. many do fear him, but with you, you get to see the side of him that loves telling jokes, that is infatuated with card games, that just has a hard time forming thoughts into words. the man you know as cyno, not as the royal knight of the princess.

that’s why, you can’t help but feel this way. long before you know it, sidnei is gone and you’re left with cyno.

“if it makes you uncomfortable, we can find someone else,” he said, breaking your train of thought.

“no! it’s alright, i wouldn’t have it any other way,” you smiled, walking up to him.

“are you sure, your highness?”

you looked into his eyes, giving him a knowing stare. it took him a second, but once he understood he argued, “i will not—“

“you will or we won’t be moving from here,” you said, crossing your arms.

he sighed, “are you sure, [y/n]?”

“yes, i’m sure, cyno,” you smiled.

he coughed into his arm, “then, may i?” he said, extending his right arm to yours. you nod and take his hand, wrapping yourself around it as he walks you towards the ball. “nervous?” he asked you.

“not really, i just want to get the night over with.”

he hums, “i see.”

“what will you be doing?” you asked.

“pardon, me?”

you sighed, “who else would i be asking?”

“it was meant to be a joke…” he mumbled as you sighed once more. “i’m on duty tonight, i’ll be keeping guard. there’s a lot of foreign diplomats visiting tonight.”

“i see.” you nodded. you noted he had his electro vision near the sheathed weapon, a clear sign he was on duty and he wasn’t lying. “won’t you be enjoying the ball tonight?”

he pondered for a moment before shaking his head, “no i won't.”

you looked over at him, wondering what to say. he’s a hard worker, barely taking time off. even if you wouldn’t be enjoying your time tonight, maybe he could enjoy it for the both of you. alas, you couldn’t come up with something fast enough as you were about to reach the door. two knights were waiting. they salute the both of you, wishing for a successful night. you thanked them, while cyno opted to nod.

cyno led you through the door and to the stairs, you caught a glimpse of your father sitting at the throne above, a smile casted your way when he saw you. you take another glimpse downwards, you could hear the murmurs of the crowd, and you weren’t sure if your eyes were playing tricks on you, or was it seemingly a larger number of people this year?

“…we now introduce the princess, [y/n] of sumeru, and her loyal knight, sir cyno.” you heard your father’s primary royal advisor announce only thanks to cyno gesturing you to take your bow. he leads you down the last flight of stairs before taking your hand to your fathers, who had come down from the upper level, before taking his position at the right hand side of the staircase.

“thank you, cyno,” you smiled. he returned one of those rare smiles to you, and nodded.

“would you care to dance with an old man such as your father?” he joked, extending his hand to you.

you softly laughed, “it’s always a pleasure to dance with you, father.”

he led you towards the floor, the orchestra taking its cue to begin the soft serenade of the strings and woodwinds alike. typical. it was the song you always danced to with your father, without fail. it was a variation of a lullaby he used to hum to you when you were younger, not so much now due to royal duties, but you still hear it once in a while when you walk past his office.

“to think,” he begins, “perhaps next year, i won’t be having the first dance with you anymore, my little girl could be whisked away right before i know it,” he said with fake tears laced through his words.

“father…” you whined as he softly spun you, allowing you a momentary glance at cyno.

“i know, i know. i just want you to know, when the time comes, find someone you truly love. we’ve always stood for these ideals.”

you scoffed, “you sound as if i am to be wed by the strike of midnight.”

“who knows, maybe you will,” he heartedly laughs.

“in some wild fantasy,” you laugh as you take the final bow. the crowd around you begins clapping, as your father leads you to them.

“i do have some business to attend to, concerning some of the nobles from snezhnaya. please, enjoy yourself little one. try not to get married and leave this old man behind,” he jests as he walks off before you can say anything.

“princess, you looked enchanting as always,” nilou said, walking up to you. before you could respond, she perked up, “please excuse me, i believe that’s lady eula. it’s been a while since i've seen her, i’ll be back!”

an attendant passes by with a platter of drinks, offering your favorite to you. you thank him and take the glass, softly swirling it in your hand. snezhnaya and sumeru currently were in the middle of a political conflict, your father wished not to involve you, but you understand that it’s majoridly about the akademia, one of this nation’s greatest achievements. the situation was tense, your father was going to cut off the amount of control the snezhnayan court had over the akademia, but it would cause several issues, worst would be a war, but it was definitely plausible. you wanted to help your father, you truly did, but what could you do?

“mora for your thoughts?” you hear a woman’s voice say, sly in her tone. you turn your head to see the duchess of inazuma, yae miko smirking at you.

“lady yae, my apologies,” you said, fully turning towards her.

“none of that little one, i spoke out of line,” she bows.

you spoke, “i hope everything is well overseas, i’ll see it soon visit, the nation of electro is always a pleasure to see.”

lady yae smiled, saying how she wished their region had a more respectable young royal such as yourself.

“speaking of, you do know i’m obliged to ask, wouldn’t you be interested in our princes’ hand?” she hums, laughing when she sees you glancing away. “that brat really won’t ever find someone, now will he,” she sighed.

“are you allowed to speak of the prince in such a manner?” you asked.

“but of course i am. who do you think taught him the sliver of manners he knows?”

you nodded, “right, of course.”

“well then, if it isn’t the prince, might you be interested in lord ayato? or perhaps, you’re interested in the kamisatos’ lord-in-waiting, tohma?” she teased.

“lady yae!” you softly scolded as she laughed once more.

“so much for trying, could’ve made an amazing story. i better get back to making sure the prince doesn’t offend any nations, heavens knows what happened last time.” she says, walking towards a small commotion at the right hand side of the ball.

“why if it isn’t the rambunctious princess? i’ve got to say, you seemed to have mastered waking in those heels, i remember when you’d trip on flats,” a familiar voice spoke.

“kaeya!” you smiled, the marquees of mondstadt, kaeya walks up to you. you had known him and his brother, diluc ever since you were little, but after their fathers death things changed for them, subsequently you lost touch.

you both caught up, exchanging pleasantries and stories on either side. it was nice to speak with a familiar face after so long.

“kaeya, where might diluc be?” you asked him, as you hadn’t seen the red haired man tonight.

“not quite sure myself. why are you asking? looking to court him?” he mused, slightly leaning down to meet your face.

“of course not!” you argued, swatting his forearm, before you could retort, he teased once more,

“or could it be that, you’d be interested in me?” he asked.

you broke eye contact with kaeya to glance to your right, cyno was still there, keeping watch as he’d been doing. you weren’t sure if it was your imagination, but you swore you saw him make eye contact with you. you heard kaeya click his tongue, a habit he had once he realized something, and you quickly turned back to him.

��sir kaeya, with all due respect—“ you began before kaeya softly shushed you.

“i understand, i understand.” he sighs, fake sadness laced across his tongue, “i do value when a fair maiden stays true to her ideals, just like when we were younger. i remember it like yesterday, saying how you’d never marry one of us since we were like siblings after some nobel had spoken out of line. do take care, princess. i’ll be off looking for my—or should i joke, our brother to make sure he doesn’t get his hands full with, a few special guests.” he smiled.

you returned the smile, softly laughing as you caught onto his sarcasm through the whole questioning. he bowed and was about to walk away to take his leave, another male voice entered the scene.

“if i may, i’d love to speak to the princess.” a masked man says.

“who might you be?” kaeya said, smiling but slightly pushing you behind him, leaving you confused.

he chuckled, “do pardon me, where are my manners. my name is il dottore, marquess of shneznaya. it’s a pleasure to meet you, your highness.” he said, taking a bow and your hand, pressing his lips against the back of your hand.

“i leave you in his company then,” kaeya seethes as he walks away, having no other choice as he was supposed to take his leave already, evident by the glare the marquess had been sending kaeya’s way..

“lord dottore, the pleasure is all mine…” you said, nerves beginning to swarm you, from both the odd reaction kaeya had, as well as the fact a shneznayan diplomat wished to speak with you directly.

he laughs, his singular earring swings back and forth, “now now, don’t seem so tense your highness. i assure you, the political standing between our nations musnt spoil our conversation.”

“i appreciate it.”

“i must say, you look rather divine tonight, as you always do,” he says, smiling as it’s only his upper face covered by the mask.

you returned the smile, a lot smaller than his, “thank you, i’d love to complement you as well, but i only have a smile to go off.” you said inquisitively, hoping it would spark a conversation to avoid the awkward pleasantries. how wrong you’d be.

“i assume you mean my eyes? they are indeed covered. say, wouldn’t you like to see the rest of my face.”

you hummed, “i suppose so.”

“i’d allow you to see my whole face as many times as you’d like, if we were wed.”

you nervously laughed, “i suppose i’ll never see your face then.”

“oh? why’s that?” he asked. an attendant walked by and dottore placed his empty glass on the tray. his now free hand takes yours and presses yet another kiss against it, this time taking it and placing it against his cold, metallic-like cheek. “what if this is my proposal to you?”

you remove your hand from his grasp, “i call your bluff.” you scoffed.

“wrong call,” he eerily smiles, “it’s true, i wish to marry you. think about it, we’d tie the knot, not only between us, but out nations as well, ending this vicious cycle that you and i both know will only end in a war. i know you’re smart enough, your highness.”

“i believe our nations can come to an agreement without this sort of thing,” you argued as he clicked his tongue.

“you’re breaking my heart,” he cackled, “who said i only wanted to marry you to help our nations, i could care less. i meant it when i said you’re divine, i’m infatuated by you.” he said. if it weren’t for the underlying creepiness in this strange speech, anybody would’ve thought it was a sweet, heartfelt confession. you were beyond creeped out though.

“how could i even consider a marriage proposal from someone i just met, i barely even know you.” you claimed, instinctively taking a step back, eyes wandering around the room, hoping someone you knew was close by, if cyno was close by. alas, you couldn’t find anyone in the short seconds you had.

“if i told you more about me, would you consider my proposal?” he mused, taking a step forward towards you.

“i suppose so…” you mumbled, reminding yourself you have an image to uphold as this regions princess and you couldn’t just yell out what was on your mind.

“then allow me to share some more, personal details about myself. some call me, the doctor.” he smiled.

“the doctor?” you gasped, eyes widening ever so slightly.

you’ve been out to the main plaza before, but only a few times have you visited farther away villages. a few months ago, you headed out with cyno to gandharva ville for the first time. your father had come down with a unknown sickness, right when the ties with snezhnaya began to sever, and cyno had recommended a doctor who could help. even against the insistings of the court and cyno, you accompanied him. after all, you’d be saftest with your guard, you argued.

begrudgingly, he took you along in a disguise, and you met tighnari. you learned they were friends, good ones too it seemed. you learned tighnari was recommended to become a royal medic, but he refused, stating how his research was better out here in gandharva ville. he learned of the conditions of your father and agreed to head to the castle, but on the condition he was able to give treatment to his current patient.

you had suggested for the patient to come with you guys, only to earn a modest scolding on the dangers of doing so. smiling at your own lack of medical knowledge, you apologized where as he sighed. you concluded that the treatment wouldn’t take longer than a few hours, not ideal, but you understood.

out of curiosity, you asked about the patient. unexpectedly, cyno was the one to tell you about her.

“her name’s collei. she’s a young girl, about 11 years old. she’s…” he stopped before continuing, “she’s a victim of the doctor. some crazed lunatic taking children and experimenting on them for his nation's gain. from my intel, it seems that the bastard is from snezhnaya.”

“goodness…” you whispered. this was the first you had heard of such thing, and by the look on cyno’ s face, it seemed like it wasn’t something he wanted you to find out of.

tighnari spoke, breaking the silence, “the good thing is that she’s recovering well ever since cyno brought her over a few weeks back. she just had a major flare up this morning, and i just need to make sure she’s stable to—“ he spoke before cutting himself off.

“collei, what are you doing out of bed?” he softly scolded as she peeped out of the door.

“i thought…i thought i heard him…” she says, taking a step outside.

tighnari was going to step towards her to help calm the little girl down but you beat him to it. you took cautious steps and lowered your hood, you could already hear cyno scolding you, but to your surprise, he stood silent, only standing guard in case something happened.

“everything is going to be okay,” you softly said, kneeling to her level “he isn’t here, he won’t hurt you anymore.”

“aren’t you the…”

you shook your head, “nevermind that, what’s your name?”

“it’s collei,” she answered.

you smiled at her, “it’s lovely to meet you collei, is there something you’d like to do? i’m sure you must be tired from laying in bed.”

“can we get zaytun peaches?”

“i don’t see why not, why don’t you go get ready? i think tighnari is about ready to give you your medicine anyways.”

she nods and goes back inside, you turn to tighnari who had previously been bickering with cyno while you talked to collie. he excused himself and walked inside to give collei her medicine, while cyno gave you a blank stare.

“what’s wrong?”

“your highness,” he began, “have you ever…picked zaytun peaches yourself?”

“no, but that’s why i have you to—“

“good. because then you’d be hunting your own kind.”

you tilted your head, softly beginning to laugh, “i’m sorry?” you asked.

“because you’re a peach. do you get it?” he deadpanned. “i can explain it if you don’t understand. you see, when people say you’re a peach, it’s to say…”

this time, you began laughing. partially because of the joke, but mainly it was due to your knight's execution of the joke. at the sound of your laughter colored your cheeks, and while you didn’t notice, cyno allowed himself to fondly look at you and smile, a similar color painting his face as well.

“that was terrible. never say that again, cyno,” tighnari said, exiting the small hut.

“now, now, everyone has different tastes. are you insulting the princess’s taste,” you joked as tighnari looked away, mumbling something along the lines of ‘how was i supposed to know.’

“truly, i do apologize, princess. collei got the last of her medicine, we can head out if you’d like.”

“please, don’t worry about it, my knowledge in medicinal science isn’t great, i should be thanking you for teaching me, i see why cyno recomended you.” you said as you began looking around the area, “however, we can’t leave now, i did promise collei we’d pick peaches together. my father isn’t in critical condition, we have a few moments to spare. do you happen to have a basket?”

“you’re just as kind as he—i mean, as they say. i’ll grab you one. in the meantime, i’ll get my materials ready.”

you thanked him as he walked back to the small hut, and out came collei with a small basket. the three of you began to head towards an area of the forest, per cyno’s lead. collei asked you questions every once in a while, and you’d gladly respond.

at one point, she wandered off a little ahead to grab some harra fruit she had seen in a distance. you and cyno stayed behind, but still watched her.

“she’s taken a liking to you rather quickly,” he spoke, looking over at you. a faint look of jealousy washed over him.

“i guess so, what's with that look?” you laughed, poking at him.

he stopped to think for a moment then responded, “nothing, it’s just it took collei a while to like me, and she took a liking to you rather quickly.”

“aww, are you jealous?” you teased. you had expected him to remain silent, like he usually does whenever you bother him, except he surprised you.

“a little, but not really. you’re a wonderful person, it’s no wonder why she felt comfortable around you so quickly.”

you looked into his eyes to see if there was any hint of sarcasm in his statement, but there wasn’t. “cyno…” he coughed to break the silence, looking over at collei who had now resorted looking around for sumeru roses.

“since when have you known about this, the doctor i mean.” you asked, looking away from collei to glance at cyno’s expression.

he sighed, “i figured you’d ask.” he began to explain in more detail what had happened. you learned that she’s from sumeru, she suffers from eleazar. her mother couldn’t cover her treatment, but a sponsor under the name of the doctor said he’d have her treated, with no expenses. only condition is that she’d need to travel to schenzaya. from then on, she was experimented on using ancient relics. cyno had gone to mondstad for not only an expedition, but because an old alma mater had requested for his assistance. he was able to bind the ancient spirit, but it took a lot out on the poor girl.

“why didn't you tell me? you told me about everything that happened on the expedition to mondstat except this,” you argued, not loud enough to disturb collei but enough to get cyno’s attention just how upset you were.

“this is far from your realm of responsibilities, it would’ve just been a burden to add onto you.”

“as far as i'm concerned, i’m the princess of sumeru. it's my duty to make sure my people are safe, and she’s a child of sumeru who was gravely hurt, more than words can describe. this is unacceptable.” you firmly reprimanded. cyno looked shocked for once, but quickly composed himself. “we’ve always worked together, we’ve been a team since forever, cyno. my position means nothing to me when i’m with you and you know it.”

“…i didn’t know you felt that way.” he says.

“of course you knew, you just chose to ignore it at times. i’m not made of glass, you know.”

“says the one who would always complain about not having a vision when we were younger.”

you blushed, “not the time.”

he chuckled, “you’re right, please accept my apologies, for everything. i promise, i’ll let you know if i learn something new.”

“that’s more like it, there’s the cyno i know,” you smiled. “it’s settled then, we’ll find out who the doctor is and take him down, together!”

you smiled at him and he nodded, you took his hand that was in a fist and forced his pinky finger out, hooking yours onto his, intertwining them together. he looked bashful, is what you could describe. you imagined it was because he must’ve thought you were acting childish.

“i’m done, this is for you!” collei says, coming back with a small padisarah and handing it to you.

you smiled as you took it, releasing your hand, rather, your pinky from cyno’s, “thank you collei! i’ll cherish this because it came from an amazing friend!”

“please, excuse me, lord dottore, i must attend to the other guests,” you said, looking around for a way to leave, for someone, anything.

“why so frantic, your highness?” he questioned, leaning down to your ear, “i do think i’d be wise for you to consider this…proposition of sorts.”

“i’d be best for you to—“

“to? what’s this, the princess is threatening me, shneznayan diplomat? on what grounds.” he said, roughly grabbing your forearm, pulling you towards him. “i suggest you chose your words carefully. who knows what could happen to this precious kingdom. perhaps you’d be better off accepting my proposal, you’d have an…immunity of sorts.” he laughs as you rip your arm from his grasp, running towards the back garden.

do you inform cyno now? or even your father? accepting his proposal would put an end to all the political issues your father was facing, but it meant sacrificing your happiness, the safety of your people. who knows what would happen with a crazed lunatic like him ruling, yet again, look at the power he has already, to harm such a large number of people just as a marquess. you couldn’t, you’d be betraying collei, and all his other victims from not only your nations but others as well. but not accepting would also put your people in danger.

“i knew you’d be out here,” you heard a male voice speak. you sighed loudly.

“lord dottore, how many times do i have to tell you, i’m not interested. please leave before i—“ you said before gasping, “goodness, cyno you scared me.”

“what was that about someone pestering you,” he said, bringing his hand to the sheathed weapon on his hip, the purple vision beginning to spark.

“no, no, no need for that,” you said, placing your hand against his, both of your movements momentarily ceased. soon after, he quickly kneeled one leg on the ground, like he does on royal duty.

“your highness, what are you doing out here?” he asked.

“cyno get up,” you commanded as he rose, “i just am outside, no particular reason for it. and could you quit it? it’s just the two of us, no need for the formalities.”

“you seem to forget that tonight is an official event, i can’t toss aside formalities.”

you stepped forward and pinched his cheek, you heard a soft ‘oww’ released from his lips, you were sure it didn't hurt, he probably did as such to make you feel better. wouldn’t be the first time he’s done so.

“i understand that, trust me.” you sighed, “but it’s just the two of us, lighten up won’t you?”

he hummed before asking, “‘s something plaguing your mind?” he asked. you internally groaned. he’s good, you’d expect nothing less from the man who’s been by your side for who knows how many years.

you thought about it for a moment before shaking your head, this isn't the right time, or is it? you weren’t sure, but you had to respond before cyno became suspicious. “i don’t know, i’m just overwhelmed. i think i need to dance to clear my mind,” you said absentmindedly.

“then let me take you back inside, i’m sure there’s plenty of nobles who—“

you shook your head, “no.”

he raised his brow at you, “no? didn't you just say…?”

“i’m aware of what i said,” you sighed, “but i want to stay here.”

“allow me a moment then, i’ll find someone to come out here and dance with you—“ he said as he turned around, beginning to head back inside.

“no!” you shouted, grabbing his wrist. he looked confused, and you looked at him through your eyelashes, “i’d like for you to dance with me, cyno.”

he stared at you for a few seconds before coughing, “princess, i’m aware some of my jokes aren’t the best, but you’ve got me beat here.”

what.

“what part of what i just said sounded like a joke? i’m serious, i wish to dance with you cyno.”

“and i refuse.” he says, crossing his arms.

now you are the one to raise your brow, this time in amusement, “are you telling me no?”

“indeed i am,” he grunts.

“we’ve danced before you know.” you said, “you’re the one who taught me for my debutant.”

“its…different now.” he said, looking up to the moon.

you stood in front of him, using your hands to bring his face down, “how is it different now?”

“you’re a lady who is supposed to be finding someone to be wed to, we aren’t children anymore.”

“i don't care about that, and you know it. cyno, i truly just want to dance with you.”

“i…” he said, finally meeting your eyes.

“please?” you asked, on the brink of giving up.

that was until you felt a pair of hands reach your waist, and your feet forcibly began to waltz. you look up at him to see the moonlight hitting his face in just the right way, enough to visibly show the pinks of his cheeks.

“please, tell me if you wish to stop,” he muttered, meeting your smiling face.

you hummed, placing your hands on his shoulders, “i doubt i will ever want to stop.”

the soft waltz became more grand, he led you through the garden gracefully, perfectly weaving through the bushes of sumeru roses before staying in place and swaying. this reminded you a lot of a few years back, when you were practicing for your debutante, except this time there was no heels stepping on the poor young man’s feet. this time, it was a graceful dance between you and the man you harbored feelings for.

“i take it back.”

“what? we can stop if you wish—“

“no, i mean what i said earlier. when you asked if i was nervous and i said i wanted this to be over with. i don’t wish for this night—well, for this moment to end.”

“you know we mustn’t,” he softly says.

you lean your head to his chest, continuing the soft swaying, “indulge me this once then, please.”

“is that an order?” he laughs.

“if it makes you stay, then yes.”

“i would’ve stayed regardless…” he whispers, low enough for it to be carried away by the midnight wind, but loud enough for you to hear, it too carries away the worries littering your mind. i’d be an issue to resolve tomorrow, you decide.

“good morning!” you hear a cheerful voice sing. “you better wake up before i splash water on your face~” you heard the voice tease.

“nilou, please, it’s archons knows what time it is,” you whined as you sat up.

“now, now, none of that, you have to tell me what happened last night.”

you turned to her as you tilted your head. surely it wasn’t about the marquess, was it? “what are you talking about, nilou?”

“i’m talking about the dance, obviously!” she exclaimed, sitting down with you. “sir cyno brought you hear, claiming you had fallen asleep. but i heard that you were dancing with someone~” she teased as you blushed.

“it was cyno, wasn’t it,” she gushed, as you looked away, “it totally was!”

“nilou! not too loud, you’ll get him in trouble.”

“so it was him! was he the same one who proposed?” before you could ask what was she talking about, one of your attendants walked in the room.

“princess, your presence is called for in the main throne room by the king. please, allow me to assist you in getting ready.

“alright then, where’s sidnei?”

the maid looked around nervously, “she’s…she’s somewhere. we aren’t exactly sure where, this is also the case with a few other staff members.”

what was going on.

nilou walks you to the main throne room, this time she was silent, sensing you were tense. thoughts raced across your head, did your father find out about the dance you shared with cyno? was he okay? what about sidnei and the other staff, where were they? and, what happened with dottore, or rather, the doctor? you had planned on investigating further on his actions, but everything was happening so fast.

your last question was answered as soon as you entered the throne room, and the man was standing before your father.

“my beautiful daughter, you didn’t tell me!” he exclaimed when he saw you enter the room.

“father, what are you talking about?” you asked as he walked up to you, engulfing you in a hug.

“why don’t be silly, lord dottore is asking for your hand in marriage! you’d know this better than i, after the dance you both shared, so he was telling me.”

you briefly heard nilou gag, mumbling disappointedly.

“he did what…?” you asked your father, his expression being the polar opposite of yours.

“please, your majesty, allow me to ask properly,” he says, taking your hand and kneeling on one foot, pulling out a box. “princess of sumeru, will you marry me?”

gasps flooded the room with the few in the room, applauds began to echo, and you could hear the distinct sound of your father sniffling. you glance around to see everyone happy, nilou looked disappointed and was the black sheep in this crowd, alongside you. you look down at the man currently kneeling in front of you, that eerie smile painted across his face.

“i…” you stuttered, unsure what to do. lucky, you wouldn't have to decide what to do.

only a few were able to hear the footsteps, and only another handful saw the purple sparks of electricity fill the room, but everyone saw the fist of the princess’s guardian knight connect with the marquess' jaw, knocking him to the ground. the mask now forgone to the ground, splatters of blood stained the carpet below him that matched dottores eyes. if you were to make the comparison at this moment, his red eyes were blood crimson, while cyno’s eyes reminded you of rubies.

gasps yet again filled the room, whispers exchanged as the only clapping now belonged to nilou, before she ceased her excitement.

dottore groans, attempting to sit up only for cyno to throw a spear—his preferred weapon—right next to his face, grazing the man’s face, yet again more blood. he then rushed forward, holding the spear down.

“cyno!” you gasped.

“cyno!” your dad yelled, voice filled with rage. it was rare to hear the king upset, and whenever he was, all you could do is pray for the unfortunate soul that the anger was targeted towards. “explain yourself! this is treason!”

“forgive me, your majesty, but this man is placed under arrest in the princesses orders,” he said, as everyone gasped once more

“arrested?” dottore maniacally laughed, “my fiancée wouldn’t do such a thing, i’ll have a war waged—“

“you dare make such baseless threats after you threatened this nation's princess on her own land? you’re lucky i didn’t take action last night, but today i won’t be so merciful.” he began, his spear becoming engulfed with electro.

your eyes widened, had cyno really seen everything that happened? at what moment or even where was he, you couldn’t see him at all.

“this man has gone mad!” dottore yells, “your majesty, you see, my suggestion isn’t so far fetched after all, he’s going to spread this madness to the princess.”

“the only one spreading madness here would be you, doctor!” you yelled.

“how do you know about that?” your father asked, more so rhetorically.

cyno continued, “you thought we wouldnt have noticed the missing number of attendants, especially sidnei? the princess’s personal attendant? what a fool you are. we have the reports on certain wine barrels that were contaminated by a poison coming from your region, as well as the personnel serving them. everything ties back to you. however, this is an open investigaton, im typically not allowed to arrest you in those cases, but not only did you verbally threaten the princess, you manhandled her. in front of thousands nonetheless.”

“what about the dance from last night?” the king asked.

both you and cyno coughed, but he continued speaking, “…it was i who was dancing with her.” the room was silent once more until nilou softly squealed, whispers filled the air once more.

“my daughter, is this true?” your father asked, turning towards you.

you looked over at cyno, his eyes shining with determination. you nodded, signaling you’d follow his lead.

“yes father, everything sir cyno said is true. that man on the ground is the doctor, the crazed lunatic who’s been experimenting on our people. i had cyno investigate further after he insulted me last night, and i issued the arrest order. such filth cannot be left unattended to.” you said, your stance radiating a commanding force.

“and the dance?” nilou chimed in, before one of the attendants slapped her hand across her mouth.

you sighed, “yes, the dance too,” you said bashfully.

“that does it then, guards!” your father snapped his fingers, “il dottore, marquess of shneznaya is to be arrested immediately, as per the princess’s orders!” your father commanded. as guards took dottore away, he yelled curses until his voice ran dry.

“princess,” cyno said, kneeling before you. “please, excuse me for my actions. and lack of actions last night.”

“cyno, please stand.” you said as he rose to his feet, “thank you for trusting me and for letting me help even if it was a little. please, allow me to apologize for not telling you last night.”

you turned to your father, “and to you as well, i should’ve told you both sooner rather than now.”

cyno was the first to speak, “you helped a lot more than you can imagine, my lady. you got the doctor to reveal himself. and we're a team, aren’t we?”

“that we are,” you smiled.

“so, who’s gonna court who?” your father mused.

you exclaimed, color painting your face, “father!”

he laughed as your father’s royal advisor sighed, “i thought the choice in dottore was weird, but who was i to judge who you loved?” he asked turning to cyno, “i was rooting for you the whole time, son?”

“…thank you?” he responded, visibly and understandably confused.

you sighed at your father and turned to cyno, “you know last night, i only wished to dance with you.” you smiled at cyno, walking up and kissing his cheek, “thank you.”

“it’s always my pleasure, princess.” it was an address you were used to by many, but this time it felt different given the circumstance.

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also the fact i had to rewrite the whole thing because google docs didn’t save it 😔💔 regardless i love how this turned out hehe

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