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IMPORTANT INFORMATION!!

Skip to the last three paragraphs if you’d like to get straight to the point with no exposition or explanation<3

Ever since I started this blog I’ve been very into Genshin impact. I constantly used this account to surf the Genshin x male reader tag and when I realized there was a sever lack of certain types of representation in the fandom, (most queer romance/identities.) I decided that I wanted to help combat that by starting a blog where people of said identities would be able to request story’s of their most favorite characters! However I have found that I consistently went on hiatus from my blog because my life has become so hectic over the past year or so, (the timeline of when I began this blog.) It was my first ever time using tumblr and it was kinda scary. But the positive feedback spurred me on! And as time went on my obsession with the game slowly began to die down.

I’ve always been one to enjoy writing and reading. And I decided that I would combine the best of both words. I would have an outlet where I could write about one of my favorite games, and also be able to create (hopefully) satisfactory content for people like me. However I’ve come to notice I’m so busy that I simply haven’t had time to write my own ideas, or complete requests. Eventually the blog became kind of lost in my mind, and I only ever remember it exists in sparse and quick moments. A lot of the time when I’m free, and I have ample time to write. I find that I’m not exactly that into Genshin impact anymore. And I simply don’t desire to write for the fandom.

I have come to the conclusion that I’m not really going to try and write in this blog anymore. Maybe sometimes when I feel I have nothing else to do, or any time that I feel like writing but have no idea of what to write. However, if you do decide to send in a request I more than likely won’t get around to writing it, especially if it’s not one I find interesting. I will try to (after finals,) finish all requests that were previously sent in since I did promise to write them. But after that the is blog could very well die. Unless I magically become into the Genshin again I doubt that it will ever really be that active if at all.

I’m very sorry to all the people who have followed me, and I want to sincerely thank all of you as I appreciate you supporting me. I feel that this blog and the amount of writing I’ve done on it has definitely helped me get better at writing. And I do still plan to leave the blog up for anyone who wants to come back to my previous story’s.

That’ll be all! Thank you again to anyone who enjoyed my blog. And once more, I am very sorry. But, like all things in life; this blog did have to end sooner or later. We had a good run!

<3

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Zhongli x mtf (male to female) reader!

Cis fem/any masc reader DNI!! With this post!!

Ahh, I had this requested by someone a while back in the comments of another of my trans fem posts and it totally slipped my mind! However currently, I’m about knee deep in requests. So I decided to take a break from all the others and do some short and sweet headcanons!

Zhongli is a very old man. So, of course he’s met a lot of different people in his life. That definitely doesn’t exclude trans people. He’s always been fascinated by these types of people. Of course not in a weird or fetishizing way. More of a captivated type of attention. He’s fully supportive and really just wants to know more about it! Especially since he’s met you.

Before you he hasn’t been with anyone who was trans. But that doesn’t mean he sees you any differently from other people, or partners! He treats you the exact same he would anyone else; even before you two began dating.

When it comes to medically transitioning, whether you decide to transition in that way or not he fully supports you! Even if you were to decide not to transition in that sense, he’s fully understanding and just happy to be with you along the way.

When it comes to cost he’s not really the best person to turn to. Of course, before handing over his gnosis he was able to make as much mora as he desired. But now he’s unable. Though, if he can contribute any other way; be it taking care of you while you recover or just being there emotionally he’s with you every step of the way! Constantly trying his best to be the most amazing partner to you he can be.

Though Zhongli is a calm, well tempered man. He isn’t guaranteed to not blow a fuse if anyone were to give you slack for being trans. I’m not sure he would resort to physical violence. However, being alive for so long means that he’s picked up a pretty extensive vocabulary. One full of different insults that are guaranteed to mentally break them down..

To Zhongli it really doesn’t matter how your body looks. He has no preference of genitals or hips and curves or breasts. He genuinely is just attracted to everything about you no matter what you have. He loves you so much that he simply doesn’t need you to look any certain way! He loves all of you just how it is, and it’s (of course) your choice if you want to change it. If you do? He’ll just love what you’ve changed as well!

Of course, no matter your gender, sexuality, or physical appearance he’s always going to love and cherish you. <3

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#genshin x reader #zhongli #zhongli x trans reader #trans fem #zhongli x trans fem reader #genshin headcanons #fluff?

[charmishprince]

Are requests open or closed? It says no on your blog, but one of your master lists says they're open. Sorry, not trying to bother, just slightly confused!

Ahhh, I’m so sorry for the confusion! And it’s no bother at all! They’re currently closed do to me not being able to catch up on them! But don’t worry, they’ll be open again! Just not able to assure when. sorry for any confusion! I completely forgot to change it. Thank you for reading. <3

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Hi! How are you? I hope you’re doing good. Can I request a Gorou who’s burnt out from work and his male s/o comforts him? Feel free to take your time on this!

Hello!! I’m doing great, thank you for asking! How are you? I hope You’re going well. And of course I can do that for you! <3

Gorou x (male) reader

Female readers/fetishizers/foujoushis DNI WITH THIS POST!!

Gorou had always been one who could be classified as a workaholic. Constantly throwing himself in a pile of papers, or pushing himself to his limits while training. Drowning in all things work related until he has a reason to be tugged out. Of course, that isn’t to say he neglects you in any way. In fact, he makes a real effort to be with you often.

For example , he’s with you right now. Which, has led to the current situation.

Gorou has gone out of his way to create a romantic dinner for the two of you. Booking a very, expensive reservation; at a very, expensive restaurant. You felt a bit guilty ordering from the menu, as he’s insisted he will pay. Your eyes fixated on the prices of the food, as you bite your tongue and scan the numbers. Attempting to find the cheapest option. His eye lids feel a bit heavy as he watches you nervously run your thumb along the lines on the edge of your menu. Covered in plastic to, presumably, stop it from becoming stained. He can’t help but let his mind fill with thoughts of you. How beautiful you are all dressed up. Worried about the price tag on the food he’s paying for. It’s charming, really. Too bad he’s not really awake enough to fully enjoy it.

“Um, rou, are you sure you don’t want me to split the bill? This place is um, pricey.”

You ask, eyes floating timidly from the menu towards your lover. Peeking meekly over the giant paper. Though your feelings of guilt subsided quickly once you saw the state he was in. You’d noticed he looked a bit tired as you two sat down, and when he was explaining that he had a Long day you noticed the bags underneath his eyes. But you didn’t expect to see, this.

His fork in his hand, despite the fact the two of you hadn’t even ordered yet. His glass of wine went untouched, as his head bobbed down. He realized he was about to fall asleep and quickly shot back up, only to droop once again. The bags under his eyes seemed, darker than before, you couldn’t tell if it was because of the new lighting or if you simply didn’t look at them long enough the first time.

His ears were dropping as well, and his tail laid flat. He continued to nod off, not even able to register what you had said before.

A knot formed in your stomach, as you frowned and sat your menu down once again. Folding your hands together atop the table.

“Gorou, are you alright?” You ask, frown deepening as you watch him slowly look up at you. Eyes widening as he blinks away his sleepiness. He yawns, fronting a smile. Your face contorts into an emotion he can’t quite read. Though he’s aware that it isn’t a good one. He tries to save himself, holding his impending yawn in the back of his throat.

“I’m fine, just-” he pauses nodding off a bit before continuing with his head angled slightly down. “Tired.” You let out a slightly amused, slightly worried sigh. Your waiter approaches the table, she smiles down at the two of you. Putting on the best face she can to make some sort of tip.

Your attention is grabbed from your lover as she starts. “Good evening! What can I get you started with?” She asks, pulling out a pen from the top of her flip down notebook. You smile, reaching for your wallet. You wave a few bills for her. “My apologies, but It seems my boyfriend is quite tired. I think we’ll be taking our leave. Here’s a tip for the trouble.”

She makes a small surprised noise before scurrying to grab the mora. Thanking you, and scampering off to continue her shift. You stand up and start to shake the other awake. His eyes open slowly, his gaze settling on your, currently, blurry figure. Eventually they’re able to finally focus on you. Yet before he can question it, you simply pull him up out of his chair. Carrying him bridal style.

His tired brain takes a moment to realize what’s going on, but once he finally does his face flushes; as the two of you make your way out of the restaurant. Though the heat pooling in his face eventually fades out as he allows himself to doze off in your arms.

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You silently open the door to the bedroom. Peeling the covers back and laying your lover in the bed. Carefully removing his shoes, and throwing the duvet over him, sighing as you quietly admire his face. Your eyes wander over to the clock that sits silently on the wall. Only 10:23 pm, and he’s already worn out. You can’t blame him, you’ve noticed the extensive amount of work he piles atop himself; even though you’ve told him to take breaks he never seems to listen.

You allow him to sleep for a bit, silently tidying the house as you hum quietly to yourself. Eventually hearing a clunk and some shuffling before the door to the bedroom swings open. Your, disheveled boyfriend pokes his body out of the room. He seems a little less tired, but you can tell he’s groggy.

His eyes open and close for a moment, before they finally focus on you. He pads his at towards you quickly. “Ah- {name} I’m so sorry i didn’t,” he pauses, his breath becoming more erratic as he continues. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep! I’m so, so, sorry!” His eyes begin to water a bit as he grabs at your sleeve. His feet shuffle underneath you.

It takes you by surprise. For a second or so you stand still, processing before you wrap your arms around him and squeeze. The weight on his frame feels comfortable, homely. “No, don’t apologize!” You chuckle, pressing your lips softly to his forehead. “It’s not your fault Gorou, you’re just overworked. I understand that you’re exhausted. I’m not angry.”

His face droops. He presses his cheek against your chest and exhales shakily. “I’m just- so, ugh!” He grunts, squeezing you unexpectedly hard. A small gasp pushing past your lips as it surprises you, knocking the wind out of your lungs. “I’m so, overwhelmed!” He finally yells.

He pulls himself away from you and angrily leans back. Far enough to flop down on the couch but not enough to where it would hurt. His tail wags in frustration as he huffs. His eye bags dropping almost as far as his frown.

He lays back on the couch for a moment, the angry look on his face subsides. And one of pure despair takes its place. “I’m sorry that I haven’t been there, as much as-“ he pauses, drawing in a deep breath. “i was before.” He sniffles, a glimpse of light reflects off the tears welling in his eyes. “Im just- fuck.” He groans sitting up and digging his face into his hands.

The two of you have been dating for so long and yet, he still doesn’t allow you to see him in his most vulnerable. It hurts your heart a bit. But you push through your own feelings. Because right now it’s about him.

A soft sigh falls through your lips as you take a seat beside him. Wrapping your arms around him you press another soft kiss to the side of his head.

“It’s okay, I’m not angry, I understand.” You smile into his hair, eyes closing as you inhale deeply. “Just, put yourself first.” You ask, almost pleadingly. “You’re so strong, you know that? You work yourself to death daily. And then turn around and spend your free time with me.” You exhale. “You’re so amazing. And I’m so lucky to have you.”

His fingers spread open for his eyes to peak through. He takes a glimpse at you before cracking a small smile. The tears that run down from this eyes halt and he leans into your touch a bit more.

“I think, i think that I wanna stay like this for a bit.”

He pleads. Shuffling to better fit between your arms. “Im gonna take the day off tomorrow.” He adds. His tail wagging slightly,

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Well, i guess it’s time for me to crawl back into my pit of no writing motivation . 😪

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[charmishprince]

Dream boy

Female readers/fetishizers DNI with this post!

Xaio x male reader

Implied character death (reader)

Quick something to tide you all over (and giving myself a creative break) until I’m done with requests! <3

Xaio is a being who does not require sleep. Unlike the mortals of his realm, he is perfectly capable of sustaining himself with an absence of the action. Though, sometimes he wishes he were able to rest in such a way. Simply so he can dream of you.

It’s foolish really. The conqueror of demons, swooning for a mortal so heavily that he wishes he’s capable of something only lesser beings need to do. But his desire to see you again in a magical world where nothing is real drowns out all previous reason he’s ever known.

Before, he would only lay beside you as you slept in an effort to protect you. Or at least, that’s what he told himself. Yet now he lay awake in the very spot you used to sleep soundly in. Wishing he could do the same. Maybe, if he had your presence at his wake he would be able to comfortably drift away.

But all he can focus on now is how much he yearns to see you again. Your scent engulfs him whole. It cradles him in the very way he wishes you would do once more. He wants to cry, he wants to scream. He wants to plunge his hand through his own chest and rip out the very heart which makes him yearn for you.

But all he can do is silently grasp the sheets. And whisper to himself, desperately begging the arcons to allow him to sleep. All so he can see you again, in a false reality. Even if when he wakes you’ll be gone once again.

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While I was setting up the links and putting this on my Masterlist I realized I’ve apparently never written for xiao before? Which is surprising because he’s one of my favorite characters, but I guess he’s officially a part of one of my Masterlists 💁🏻

#genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #xiao genshin x reader #xiao x male reader

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(Part two) Broken promises

I encourage you to read part one so you know what’s going on <3

Part one here!

Fem readers/fetishizers dni with this post FEMALE READERS DNI WITH THIS POST!!!!!!

Being away from Ayato has proven just how much better chosen loneliness is from forced. A free feeling sits comfortably in your chest as you walk the streets of mondstat. Happily smiling and waving at the other residents who have become regular occurrences in your life since you’ve arrived in the new land.

Though you do occasionally miss it, and a strange empty feeling takes hold from time to time as you sit alone in your home. You’ve grown to realize that, honestly, what you had with the man was never healthy.

Of course, that doesn’t mean you don’t miss him. The way his gloved fingers would dance along your skin, soft lips pressing comfortably atop your own. No words exchanged as you happily share such an intimate moment.

Or the feeling that would bubble in your stomach when he smiled at you, his beautiful, beautiful smile. Almost a taunting one really. One that showed so much love, so much affection. One that he could never share with you in the presence of others. Though he had no problem faking it for her. All in the sake of public image.

Arcons, how unfortunate it is that you had to leave.

But, it was for the better; was it not? It’s incredibly uncomfortable to realize that what you once shared with someone you thought to be your forever was in reality a complex illusion. One that was never going to be finite. Always your heart will ache for something that you never really possessed to begin with.

The romantic company of the man you so adored, the thing you long for most in your life. Before you know it. Your walk through the streets seems to have have to an end much later than intended. The night sky illuminated only by the soft light of the moon. Guiding you on a jagged path through the quiet streets.

By now all the towns folk have headed inside. Businesses and restaurants closed down, signs carried inside and strays comfortably asleep. their fur protecting them from the light chilly breeze that whisks past you. Goosebumps protruding from your arm, as a cold chill runs down your spine.

Yet you pay no mind to these clear signs that point in the direction of your home. No, you refuse to listen to your body. As you silently bite and nibble at your cold, blue lips. The feeling is numbing, unfortunate. Though, you refuse to spend another night alone in bed; longing for the presence of a man who was never truly promised to you from the start. One who would simply snuggle into you, yet disappear before you were to awake just as he always had done.

Your head tilts slightly, as you turn sharply on your heal. No, you refuse to sit solitary in your home. Quietly watching the unmoving wall, the window, the floor, the bed, the sheets. Well, at least not while this vexatious feeling lingers deep in the pit of your stomach. It relentlessly nags you. Like a vulture pecking feverishly at a carcass. Or a moth chomping on garments haphazardly thrown about a room and left to stew for weeks.

Your face feels itchy. Your hands feel heavy, the never ending hole in your heart becomes glaringly obvious. And you feel sick. Almost as if you wish to regurgitate the mere memory of times where you were in the arms of your lover. The time where you were more lonely than ever while having someone by your side.

“Fuck.” You whisper, carefully crouching as your knees feel as though they’ll buckle if you continue your walk. The grass is sharp against your skin. The cold nips at the tip of your nose. Your hands protectively wrap around yourself.

“Y/n”

His voice seems to ring in your head like a bell. Your neck cracks in his direction. No, no it can’t be. What kind of cruel joke is this? Why must your mind play such strange tricks on yo-

“Dear,”

He whispers, eyes softening slightly as his mouth curves upwards in a content smile. The mole underneath his lip follows the flow of his skin.

“I’ve found you, you haven’t a clue how long I’ve spent searching.” He chuckles happily, carefully reaching out to you. And, Arcons, you know you shouldn’t. It’s so clear, through your desperation your coherent thoughts beg you not to reach out for him again.

But the warmth that radiates off of him is all you crave. Enough to fill the gash in your heart, the one he created.

And though you know you shouldn’t, oh you know you shouldn’t. You fall forwards onto your knees. Reaching your cold arms around his shoulders and burring your face in his neck.

And for a moment, it feels like time has come to a stead. As though the two of you are the only ones in the world. Like the doubt and loneliness you’ve felt for so long melts away.

“I missed you, so much. You asshole.”

You whisper, tears pricking the sides of your eyes. His mouth hangs open for a moment. Unsure of what to say, he takes a deep breath.

“I told them.”

He says, simply. As though it was the easiest thing in the world. Another deep breath is drawn before he continues.

“It was too late, I know. I realized just how horrible my actions were after you had left. The whole honeymoon I just, I searched for you.”

Your grip on him tightens, a few tears drip from your eyes and you press your face down into him harder.

“I love you.”

It was quiet. so. very. quiet. Almost inaudible really. But he seemed to hear. His face contorts, though you’re unable to see. He sniffles, pulling you back with him until he’s seated on the grass. His arms tighten, tears begin to roll. You feel one lightly drip atop your head. His breath shakes.

“I love you too.”

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Happy holidays!! Officially done with this story just in time for the holidays! It’s my Christmas/Hanukkah/yuletide gift to you all <3

Also, sorry this one has no clear ending. Though that’s usually how I end most of my posts, since it’s just the way I write. I still just had such a Hard time figuring out if I should make this angst or fluff. So the ending is up to you!!

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Dude, i love your Male works if ppl want female fics they can go to other Writer keep doing what you’re doing

Thank you sm!!

I’m really glad to know people enjoy my writing, especially considering that this blog has helped me get better at it. And I do wish those readers well on finding others who will write for them.

There are so many good writers who will gladly provide them content. And I hope they find some they enjoy.

More fics in progress!! Have a nice day!! <333

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are u a misogynist /gen

Once again, no. Just because I am a blog that doesn’t write for cis female readers it does not mean I am misogynistic. I recommend you read this post which will explain everything in more detail. Have a nice day!<333

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Sweet tooth

Aether x trans female reader!

Cis women/male aligned dni with this post!

Aethers partner has something to confess, and he does everything in his power to make her feel accepted and loved.

Aethers smile beams brightly. His hand gliding along the glass window. One may even confuse him with a star with how bright he shines. He seems to be searching for something. Watching intensely through the windows of the shops for whatever it may be. You see, recently, his partner confessed a truth with him. He puffs a sigh of happiness as he looks through the windows of the shops he passes by. His mind wandering back to a few days ago.

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“Aether, I have something i need to share with you.” You silently whisper, having sat him down on the couch just moments ago. You instinctively wipe your sweaty palms over the fabric of your pants. Lip quivering, you bite the inside of your mouth to maintain your composure. He frowns, an uneasy feeling settles in his gut. You can’t even look him in the eye.

Of course, at first he thought you were going to break some bad news. We’re you going to break up with him? Has someone died? Arcons, the suspense was killing him. He sighs, some tension finally dissipates as you begin to speak.

“I, I’m-" you pause, gathering all your courage. Taking a glance up at him for a moment. “I’m transgender.” You huff, beginning to hyperventilate but that doesn’t stop you. “I- I’m a women. I needed to share this with you. I love you, so, so much. And- I didn’t, I didn’t want to lose you over this.”

Your breathing becomes even more shallow, you open your mouth to speak again but nothing more than a sob escapes your throat. Before you could even attempt another word, he embraces you. Your shaky hands reach up to grasp at the back of his crop top.

“Oh, dear. I love you so much.” He says, tears welling in his own eyes. “And I would never, ever leave you because of something like this. I’m so sorry if I ever made you feel like I would.” He says smiling, one of his hands coming up to caress your hair tenderly. “I still love you, no matter your gender you’re still my partner. This isn’t going to drive me away.”

He allows you to cry for a moment, before pulling away. He brings his gloved hand up to your cheek. Wiping away the tears from your face. “Now, what can I do?” He whispers, connecting your foreheads together. “Anything you need.” 

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Ever since that day, he’s done all he can to help out. You’ve picked a new name, he’s taken you shopping, and you’ve started to share the news with your friends and loved ones.

Yet he can’t shake the uneasy feeling in his heart. He’s so glad that you can truly live as who you are now. And he’s so excited to be a part of that. But he knows that this won’t be easy; and he can see the way it’s taking a toll on you.

He wants to help you in any way possible, but he knows there’s only so much he can do.

He glances in the window of the last shop on the block. He pauses for a moment. Looking inside, his once faded smile returns and he enters the store.

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The door opens and he shuffles inside, closing it behind him and taking off his shoes. “I’m back!” He yells across the apartment.

“Welcome back!” You yell, his features soften as he makes his way to the bedroom. The bag in his hand rustles, he pokes his head inside the room happily. “I have a surprise.” He says, sitting down on the side of the bed.

“Ooo, interesting.” You smile, sitting down the book in your hand. “Can I open it?” You ask as he hands the bag to you.

“Of course.” He chuckles, “I wouldn’t have bought it otherwise.” You chuckle, reaching inside and pulling out a box. “My favorite Candy!” You smile, digging into the box. “What’s the special occasion?” You await your response as you bite into one.

“There isn’t one.” He admits, puffing a content sigh. “Just,” Aether pauses. “I can’t claim to know what you’re going through. I know this whole thing is taking such a lot out of you. And I just, I wish I could take some of that pain off of you, ya’ know?” He adds, Sighing.

“I just want to do everything I can to help, and to make you feel loved and accepted.” The other finishes off his sentence. Your chewing halts and you smile sweetly. “You know, I’m so lucky to have you right? I couldn’t have imagined a better partner, you’ve been so accepting. I love you.”

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I will most definitely come back and edit this but I just wanted to post something real quick. Wanted to do more trans dem content and I thought this idea was cute

Please forgive me if this is bad im so horrible at writing in this format 😭

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[charmishprince]

misogynist lmaooo

How exactly am I being misogynistic? Is it by saying that I don’t want cis female readers to interact?? I’m not misogynistic, i just write for mainly men and do not feel comfortable with female readers interacting with certain posts. The whole reason why I started this blog is because there’s so much content for cis female readers out there. If you really want cis female reader content then go find it literally everywhere else. I write for trans women, trans men, gender fluid, non-binary etc. Fem readers have so many other places to get content. My page is a space where people of different gender identity’s can have more fandom rep. Also, there’s no reason for fem readers to Interact with or read my male reader posts other than to fetishize them.

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Can i request for some Scaramouche and Childe(separate) x male reader? Y/N who betrayed and left Fatui Harbingers because some harsh reason(idk what to think༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽) then after a year they finally met again, but this time Y/N was like kinder, sweeter and free? (angst to fluff??)

Thank youuu

Hii!! I can totally do that for you <3 Ty for the request!!

Also.. I got a bit carried away with Scaramouches so I didn’t have the time to fit in childe but I might come back and edit it when I’m done with the rest of my requests and add him

Also, slight mention of implied sex?? I felt like it shows just how close the two of you would have been in the fic so I left it in! Nothing explicit though<3 

Female readers/fetishizers dni with this post.

His one mighty weakness

Scaramouch <3

Being a fatui harbinger was never promised to be paradise. It’s dirty work, murder, theft, scamming, anything and everything you can think of. You were a harbinger, no exception to the rules. You were cold blooded, an itchy trigger finger and a skillful weaponry range. A nasty temper and a high place of power in the hierarchy hand sewn and carefully pressed by the Tsaritsa herself. yet scaramouch seemed to find some sort of comfort in you.

He himself couldn’t quite explain it. The side of you he gets to see is completely different from the ever so harsh façade you have to force to keep your job, and well, your life. You play a detrimental role in this horrifying Kingdom of crimson bloodshed. The gentle side of you that tenderly patches his wounds. Softly pressing your smooth lips over the ragged yet elegant handy-work you’ve layered upon his skin. Neat stitches adorning his deeper cuts, leaving fine lines for scars instead of Jagged and harsh notes of war and struggle. A Permanent perfect Mark on his body, one that you left behind. Almost like a tattoo, flashing your care on display for all to see.

The side of you the softly guides him to bed of the night. While he kicks and screams at you to let him continue his work. Only for him to drift off slowly in the vulnerable embrace captivating his body that you provide. And to awake the next morning with all the work he was ever so pressed about the night before being completed with no mistakes whatsoever.

The side of you that softly touches his body, bare and exposed to yourself. All for you, and no one else. The side that praises him in the very way that soothes the ache in his deepest inner being for affirmation and affection. The side that glides the pads of your fingers down the exposed, Rose tinted skin on his body. Trailing light kisses the further down you go. His back arching, pressing impossibly further into you. The side that pleases him in just the way that leaves him hooked, captivated by your gentle and ever so kind love.

The side that knows just how to handle his rudeness, snide remarks, insults, outbursts. The side that holds his hand through it all, softly and quietly guiding him through the day even when you’re no where near him. The side that doesn’t cave when tempted into cheep hookers, or fair maidens looking to Capture the eye of someone who holds much power. No, the side of you completely and utterly transfixed by him.

Everything you’ve done for him, and everything you are willing to do… Were, willing to do for him. all came from a place of complete compassion. Tender love, fragile love. Affections that come simply because you adore him. So where did it all go wrong? Why did you feel the need to leave him, to leave behind everything you’ve trained him into believing. Why would you simply take all of the things he needed most from you, why would you take yourself away from him? Only to be left alone, gently tracing the marks on his skin that you made with a needle and thread. Carefully stitching up his wounds and pressing a soft compassionate kiss on top of it after. Leaving him all alone to try and re-create The completely euphoric experience of being held by you. Of being loved by you.

Scaramouch knows exactly why. And it’s all his fault. But oh Arcons who could blame him for the way he reacted? The warm embrace of your hands gently but firmly clasping his own. The determined fiery look in your eye. The pleading yet demanding tone you spoken to him with. Knees knocking against one another on the bed. Moonlight softly framing your Eversoe enchanting features, as a small gust of wind blows through the open window. Hair blowing lightly in the breeze like a field of grass shivering under the harsh winter draft. Scaramouche wasn’t sure if the shivers he felt were from The way you spoke to him in the request you made or from the light winter breeze rushing past his bare figure. Lightly covered by only the sheet you placed over his shoulders, before clapping his hands and pleading with him. He couldn’t tell if the sweat dripping from his face was from the horrified reaction he gave to what you had just asked him, or from the previous interactions that you have you had engaged in. For what felt like the millionth time.

The pure horror in his eyes was enough to make you regret what you had requested of him. Maybe you were wrong, maybe he really did not love you as much as you thought. Or maybe he was just too terrified to come along with you. The only thing you can really remember after asking is the distant yelling, heard shakily as you stared blankly into his terrified eyes for what felt like an eternity. The indigo ores You so adored looking into, now tainted with pure and utter disgust and disbelief, this time aimed at you. 

Maybe you shouldn’t have asked him to leave with you. To run away and be free, to be together, alone. Not having to worry about the prying eyes of their work colleagues. Or the months you have to spend away from each other for various missions. Or the fear that one of you may never come home. But it was too late now, you knew now that in the end he was more loyal to the Tsaritsa then he was to you. and that you could not wait on him any longer. Your heart felt heavy, and oh, oh. You’ll never be with him again, you’ll never touch him again, kiss him again. Finish all of his work for him, card your fingers carefully through his hair whispering words of nothing but adoration towards him. But there was nothing that could be done. So with a heavy heart you left, bare feet alerted by the cold frost covered grass. And Scaramouche bowed before her majesty himself. Awarded generously for his loyalty to her. Promised all the opportunities and money he could desire. it all felt too little empty. Incomplete without you by his side, And that’s how it would stay for a long time.



Scaramouche grumpily stomps his way through the forest. His attitude has become increasingly more sour with the absence of his only sanity. Your memory shines bright like a patch of gold in his mind. Fools gold, he thinks to himself. Deep down, he’s aware that it was his fault that you left. That fact eats at his Heart, like a pack of termites tearing at the sensitive veins and tissue. A hole, infested with insects and ooze in the dead center. Metaphorically of course. He hacks at the vines with his machete. It’s nearing winter time yet again, another chilling reminder of you. He scowls, as a way to hide the emotion he felt deep down.

Eventually, he cuts a little too far into the forest. Instead of coming upon the valuable treasure he was sent to retrieve. He sees you. His hand pauses mid way through summoning his book. He falters, taking a step back. His face drops, into one of pure terror. He watchs you from a far for a moment.

A tuft of messy, yet beautiful hair sticking up from behind. At first, he couldn’t see your face. Your hands dipped into the cold stream. An almost impossibly quiet waterfall filtering the water. Your head adorned with a crown of thorns and flowers. The outfit you always wore, a few noticeable changes made. You bring your face down to the water, taking a sip from your cupped hands. Most of the cool water spilling from the cracks between your fingers. Your hands are red from the cold. You dust them off on your shirt, standing up and retrieving your weapon from the grass. You turn around to make your way back down the stone path lining the edge of the creek.

Your eyes land on a very unsettling sight. The familiar figure fills in your vision, your hand twitches, legs faltering. For a moment, just a moment you were relieved. “Ah- oh.” The words being the only ones you can muster. He pauses, silently staring at you for a moment. His mouth hangs open, before his legs move on their own.

“YOU BASTARD, YOU STUPID FUCKING TARTARUS IMBECILE!” He yells, as he charges at you. Your eyes widen. His pure rage blinding any sense of correct combat skills he knows. He runs towards you, as you step out of the way hastily. He’s unsure of exactly what his plan was. Maybe to tackle you, but in his blind anger he charges straight at you. And as a result of his lack of clarity in thinking, once you step out of the way he charges straight into the cold water of the creek. Thin shells of ice on the sides breaking as he falls into the surprisingly deep body of water.

He coughs up the water that slid down his throat up. Seething, face turning redder then a beet. His lips mold into a pout. Gritting his teeth, eyes beginning to water. He can’t seem to describe the feeling bubbling in his chest. The way he feels full to the brim, like he’s on the verge of overflowing.

You stare down at him for a moment, unsure of how to react. Your lips tug upwards, into a smile. And oh, oh arcons. You laugh for the first time in forever, he hears you laugh. It brings back such wonderful memories. Ones that almost trick him into a false sense of security once again. He feels sick, Scaramouche can’t trust himself any longer.

This whole situation, this whole scenario is just yet another sick example of what you do to him. How no matter the amount of training, or experience. The amount of patience, you’ll always get the better of him. You will always be the exception, you will always weaken him. In the best possible way. 

Your laughs eventually die down. You suck in a heavy breath. Smiling, you take light steps towards the other. Feet crunching on the frosty, ice cold grass. Crouching next to the stream you extend a hand.

“It’s been so long, my love. How have you been?”

He sucks in a deep breath. Tears brim in his eyes. Hand shaking, his stability betrays him. Your hand is cold, just as his. Yet as your skin touches the both of you feel warm again. There’s something about you, about your energy. It just, it feels so much more free. So much lighter than before. You look so happy, so much more happy than you were. His lips begin to quiver. For the first time in arcons know how long, he cries. The tears slide slowly down his face. Now comfortably stable in front of you, He unlatches from your hand. Bringing his own up to harshly tug his hat down. In a desperate attempt to hide his pathetic sobs.

He feels as your hands slide under his hat. Pressing against his face, you pull it upwards. Leaning into his face, only to kiss the tears off his cheeks. Oh, how he’s missed his. How he’s missed you. He stays silent as you kiss his face. Whispering apologies into his skin. Soft and silent “i love you”s. His lips ache, they want to feel warm. The warmth of your own. They want to smile, they want to speak to you. His body stumbling into yours. The way you tighten your grip on him, squeezing, almost like a promise to never let him go again. He realizes that maybe, he should make up for his cruel past mistake.

And if you will allow him, maybe he will take you up on the offer he turned down so long ago.

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[charmishprince]

OH MY GOD.

I have officially been running this blog for a whole fucking year..

LIKE A WHOLE YEAR???

Thank you so so so much to all the people who have followed me and read my writing as I’ve progressively became better at it!! You all are so amazing and I genuinely can not believe I have 300+ followers

I know that might not sound like much to others but god Damn the fact that more than three hundred people liked my stupid gay writing about fictional men is just insane!!

There were so many times I thought about giving up on writing but I’m so glad I didn’t and I hope that I have a lot more too go before I put this blog to rest!! Thank you all so so so much <3

Also thought it was worth mentioning that tumblr just told me that with my previous post about Ayato that’s my 50th post that’s halfway too 100 that’s just mind fucking

I am so glad I started this blog as it’s helped me insanely in becoming a better writer and I can not express how much I’m grateful for the people who come back and read my writing !

Well that’s it I guess I’ll see you in another post or I won’t but either way thank you all have a wonderful day or night and remember I’m so so proud of you for just existing and so are many other people <3

- with love moss

[charmishprince]

I’m back and working on requests, here’s a short something to tide you all over a little longer <3!

Female readers dni with this post.

Ayato x male reader (Angst)

Broken promises

Ayato was never one for public affections. Even if you weren’t a man he would limit it. But the infamous Kamisato Ayato, engaging in a queer relationship? It’s simply, Unacceptable, Disgraceful, disgusting.

Therefore, the entire three years you two have been together. Not a soul was informed. No one, not even your closest of friends.

You won’t lie, knowing that you’ll never be allowed to publicly love him is, a bit upsetting. And you aren’t able to deny the uneasy feeling that sits in your stomach when the thought crosses your mind.But never has it stopped you from loving him. However, this, this is simply outrageous.

Ayato warned you, a few weeks in advance to be exact. His superiors had set him up with a date. He said it was nothing to worry about, only a little fling to show the public that Ayato was, in fact, capable of looking for someone. People were suspicious and confused as to why he had stayed, “single” so long.

Though you had much problem with it, you opted for suffocating in silence; never once did you act on the feelings you held inside. You bit your tongue, you silently clutched at your clothes. You settled. Though you so, desperately wished you could stop him from going on the first date, then eventually the second. Though you silently suffered as you watched him enter the ball, hand pressed softly against the small of her back. Glass of wine in slotted in his other.

Though you silently clap along with the crowd. Standing tall next to your shared best friend with your lover. Thoma swiftly leans towards you. Quietly whispering in your ear his expressions of content that your boyfriend had finally found the one.

Though you begged, and pleaded with the arcons to make it all end when they publicly announce their relationship.

Yet as you lay in his arms, silently, as he plays with your hair and whispers how you will forever be his one and only. You decide that this, this is enough. Only to wake once more with no trace of your lover. To be left with no other choice but to make your way out of his room silently and stealthily, yet again.

And as time went on, and the two of you celebrated your fourth year anniversary, and she was still there. So as you silently grit your teeth, watching from afar as the two stroll together down the walkway. Tears well in your eyes, though you don’t allow them to spill.

Ayato always promised you, one day. One day you will be his boyfriend publicly, one day the two of you will be happy. Just not today.

But this, this is what was your final straw.

Your stance next to the man of your dreams is a tall one. Filled with confidence and a positive, plastic smile melted atop your face. All prettied up, tux tight fitting your muscles. Hair combed out, neatly presenting yourself as his best man.

As you silently pretend, forcing a smile while biting your tongue. Watching as she makes her way down the isle. She’s so, gorgeous. White is really her color, she was made for this. You can tell now, what’s been so, painfully clear this entire time.

They complement each other well, she completes him in some sense. They look good together, a powerful man and a beautiful women. Yet no thoughts but ones of resentment and distaste swirl in your mind as your stance falters. Paper in hand, stiff facing hundreds of important people in attendance. Clapping echoes through the room as your name is announced, “and now, a speech from my best man. My best friend, Y/n!”

He seems so, fulfilled. You can’t tell if it’s because of the mention of your name. Or because he’s finally being married off too someone who he’s allowed to outwardly swoon over. His hand extends towards you after announcing your name. The Adams apple in your throat bobs. Deep breaths in, shallow exhales out.

Your eyes wander over the crowd as they all settle down. Awaiting the wise words of the guy who knows the man of the hour the most of all. It’s nerve racking, the faces of so many familiar people whom you always assumed would be seated at your own wedding with Ayato.

Your breath is shallow, and it’s almost glaringly obvious you’re on the verge of tears. You take a long, drawn inhale. Softly begging to explain the many years you spent with Ayato. Completely expelling all of the romantic experiences, the sweet nothings. The empty pledges; And the five year long relationship from your speech. Tears collect in your eyes. This time, they find their way out. All of the guests assume that you’re just, so happy for your best friend. Yet as you lock eyes with him from across the room, and his own face contorts in uneasiness at the simple, yet disheartening pathetic smile on your face. You and him both know the real reason you’re crying.

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Making small talk with the guests is the least of his concerns at the moment. But to maintain his newly strengthened reputation it’s a must. He softly chuckles, though his attention is only a quarter of the way on the group of prestigious men he’s currently speaking with. Silently scanning the room for you, he grits his teeth. His nerves were on end, and eventually he could no longer take the suspense of being unable to catch even a moments glimpse of your face. Excusing himself from the conversation to search for you, just before the cutting of the cake.

You run the pads of your fingers over the counter, it’s adorned with much expensive food and drink. All the other guests are districted, they’re gathered around the table awaiting the return of the groom. Eagerly whispering, excited for the cake. You glance back, deciding now is the best time to take your leave.

Silently you grab a freshly opened bottle of wine. Not a single person has poured a glass yet. You give a sour scowl at the bottle. This damned thing is more than likely aged longer than their relationship. It almost makes you chuckle. Softly turning on your heel, walking towards the exit. Pressing the rim of the bottle to your lips and taking a big gulp of the alcohol.

As he frantically searches for you, attempting to apologize for the millionth time since he started this whole escapade and completely shattered his promise he made to you. You find your way out of the building wine bottle in hand as you silently sip the bitter liquid. Stumbling your way too the estate and grabbing your pre packed bags.

Your thumb rubs lightly over your ticket. One to a certain sailors boat, a one way ticket. You’ll never have to see this lonely room again. After all, it would be awkward to silently live alongside the happy couple while sneaking around behind his “loving wife’s” back. Wouldn’t it? and the only thing Ayato has to remember you by is your ever so gut wrenching speech. The tears you shed, the broken promise he made to you and the five years of agonizing lies and hurt. All scattered about in front of him in the form of your empty room and a half scribbled goodbye letter.

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[charmishprince]

Hi! Hope your having a lovely day :) Scaramouche and Venti ( separately ) x ftm femboy reader please ^^

Ofc! Thanks for the request!

Female readers Dni with this post

Scaramouch

T4T relationship, I’m like 90% sure he’s trans too. No way raiden just made a male version of herself for no reason. But regardless if you want to read this as a cis scaramouch you can!

Sucks at comforting you with Dysphoria, he means well but he just doesn’t know how. He doesn’t know how to comfort you in general either. :(

Doesn’t really see you as his “trans” boyfriend, you’re just you. You’re just his boyfriend, and he honestly forgets you’re trans most of the time. 

If you get surgeries then he’ll probably altogether forget your trans unless you mention it. Very supportive even if you don’t though he won’t mention it or show it very much.

If you decide to medically transition or take testosterone he will pay for it. The harbinger money runs his pockets deep. Will spoil you, it’s his love language.

Will beat the shit out of anyone being transphobic towards you. Or just being mean to you in general for that matter. <3

Venti

Venti doesn’t quite understand what dysphoria is, nor does he understand how to help you get through it, but he means well. He will sing you a song or Play with your hair or just hum to you if that’s what you need.

He’s very broke so if you do transition he can’t help financially unfortunately. But he’s with you every step of the way and support you 100%.

Doesn’t really matter to him that you’re trans, will insult the crap out of anyone being a trans phobic towards you. Definitely makes them cry and shatters their ego. Refuses to use any sort of physical violence towards them though.

Gets sick watching you give yourself testosterone shots if you take testosterone. He hates needles, absolutely hates them. He walks away and grumbles about how he doesn’t know how you could do that.

Loves you so much. <33

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You who always finished in last place

Gorou x male reader modern College au

Female readers dni with this post <3

You who always finished in last place.

You who always admired him.

You who always loved him.

You who always cared.

You, it was always you he turned to when he was in need. When he was in need of money. Or when he begged for a ride somewhere you never hesitated to help.

You who always brought him home, drunk and slurring his words. You who he kissed, but not because it’s you.

And you who watched from a far as he fell in love. But not with you, no. With a women, a beautiful, wonderful women. You who always fished in last place.

And you who will one day leave. but not yet, you who still finishes in last place.

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Okay I guess I’ll work on my requests now 😭😭

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[charmishprince]

Can i request for some Scaramouche x Male reader? A vigilante Y/N who secretly fell in love with a fatui harbinger, because Y/N knew that Scaramouche hated him, he decided not to show any of his feelings towards him. One day they had no choice but to work as a team(because of their enemies), Y/N was pushed off the very high cliff by the enemies (do you remember the 2.3 dragonspine event? The scene where Bennett falls and Albedo tried catching him? Yes, that's what I'm thinking) yeah.. Will Scara save Y/N or just be selfish and fight by himself?

Hehe, if it's too hard it's ok to decline my request hehe. Thank youu and have a nice day/evening!! (also i love and enjoy your blogs)

Hello! Yes I can, I’m happy to do that for you. :)!! To the other requester yours will be done soon!

Also I’m so sorry but no matter how many times I re wrote this I still hated it so 💀 Also I totally read that request wrong and accidentally made it Scaramouche who’s in love with y/n I’m sorry but I don’t have the time to re write it all 😭

Falling for you

Female readers dni with this post <3

Y/n, the ever so infamous vigilante. And Scaramouche, the widely respected and feared fatui harbinger.

Most might not expect the two to have any ties. However that’s not the case. The two boys crossed paths for the first time about two and a half years ago.

Scaramouche was assigned a Mission in inazuma, the goal? To get his hands on a very, very, expensive heirloom. Passed down from generation to generation in a widely known and feared family.

However upon his arrival, he soon discovered the heirloom he was after was gone. Countless body’s lay in their own blood in the hallway. As he makes his way towards the giant treasure room a hand weakly grips onto his ankle.

He glances down, crouching next to the person with an annoyed expression.

“He- he took it all. Everything, it’s gone. He killed them, please, please my kids. They- I have to, Get back to them.”

The women chokes on a sob, silently tears stream down her face. Scaramouche gives a disgusted look, he chuckles. standing up, kicking his foot to shake off her hand. Then harshly Stomping on it, as her bones give a loud and sickening-

crack

He sighs, an annoyed look washes over his features as his underlings approach him. Pushing open the door to the treasure room to check. Sure enough, she was right. There was nothing of value left.

He turns to his subordinates, scowling.

“What the fuck are you doing just standing there? Find who did this! Now!”

He snaps, pushing past them to exit this horrible place.

Once outside he taps his foot harshly and repeatedly, the contact with the material the walkway was made from makes a weird noise. He sighs and harshly grabs the bridge of his nose.

Frustrated, he bends over slightly. Hands on his hips, he yells. “FUCK!” Quickly recovering and tipping his hat that had fallen slightly back onto his head.

He looks up at the sky, scowling. He bites his lip, the sky is beautiful. The setting sun peeks out through the clouds in the sky. Beautiful orange and red hues. The quite paired with the beautiful sky calms him for just a moment.

Until a sharp, whiny, annoying, voice cuts through the peaceful quiet.

“Ah! So you must be the ever so important and amazingly infamous Scaramouche! What a pleasure it is.”

He turns sharply on his heal, looking up to see you sitting on the lower dip in the roof of the building he was just inside of. He frowns, his eyebrows knit together and he scoffs.

“And who the hell are you supposed to be?”

You look down at him, your eyes look dead. No gleam of life behind your (eye color) orbs, you narrow them. Sighing softly as your eyebrows drop. You look annoyed, you grit your teeth.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll be just dazzled to know. I’m y/n, the man who stole just about everything of value in that shithole down below me. As well as the precious heirloom you’re looking for.”

He grits his teeth and grumbles. He knows who you are, its widely known who you are. You do peoples dirty work, you sell things steal kill. Anything for the right price.

“Alright, what do I have to do.”

You look down at him, smiling. You reach behind you and grab a small bag off your back. He has no clue how it stayed there but he also doesn’t care why.

You reach into it, he prepares himself for what you might pull out. But to his surprise, it’s the heirloom. His eyebrows furrow, he’s confused. You look down at him, holding it with one and and slightly shaking it.

A small statue, it happens to be extremely detailed. The skin although being made from a completely different material, resembles porcelain. It depicts a little boy, he reaches up on his tip toes. His hand spread out and straining, he reaches for something in the sky. Yet there’s nothing there. A back wall, painted to look like a night sky , He’s crying.

It’s a beautiful statue really.

In spite of its beauty, Scaramouche has no clue why it’s so expensive, and saugt after. Though He doesn’t care either way.he does know it’s what he came here for. And he’s going to get it.

“Well, nothing right now.” You tease, smiling and glancing at the statue shaking it a bit, It’s quite heavy. No challenge for you though.

“But I am working a job for a very, important businessman. And when the time comes I might need your assistance. It would also be nice to keep in touch with someone of your status permanently.”

You look up at him.

“Acquaintances, and in return, i can help you whenever needed! Sound good?”

You smile tilting your head a bit and narrowing your eyes.

Scaramouche returns to his queen that very day. Statue in hand, as well as newly acquired connections.

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No one really saw it coming, at first they stared in shock and awe as the infamous y/n tailed the mighty Scaramouche.

Most expected you to be electrocuted where you stood as you stand behind him. Laying your chin on his shoulder, grabbing the sides of his arms, and snickering about whatever it was you found funny at the moment.

When you grabbed him by the hand to pull him onto the dance floor, while you accompanied him and his underlings at a formal ball. Held in the honor of the Tsaritsa.

But eventually, the frightening closeness between the two of you grew normal to all in the fatui. It was common to find you at the side of the frightening man.

In fact people often assume the two of you as a couple. Rumors spread fast, however you didn’t care all that much. Scaramouche did not take so kindly to it. But he wasn’t unwelcoming of the idea. Just a few death glares here and there.

It was common for you to accompany him on missions and the same applies to him as well. The two of you were practically joint at the hip.

Wherever one was, the other was bound to be close by. And it’s a surprise on the very rare occasion that the two of you are apart.

Scaramouche didn’t mind your existence all that much. Of course, he would never admit that.

He would never admit how his stomach Does a little flip when you touch him. Or how he silently glances at your hand while the two of you walk side by side wishing he could slot his fingers between yours. How perfectly they would fit.

He would never admit that he watches your lips move as you talk. And he aches, he aches to feel them pressed against his. Moving, to feel your breath against his face. To hold you, feel you, touch you.

He longs for the tenderness of your collar bones pressed against his, your bare skin against his own. For the quiet moments where he can just lay. Lay with you, together. And enjoy your being.

He hates it.

He hates you.

He hates the way you sway slightly when you stand still for to long. He hates how your lips move. He hates your hands. He hates your face. He hates you, your touch, your stupid voice. He hates you, or at least that’s what he tells himself.

To cover up the cruel reality that you over take his mind. Day to day, crowding his thoughts. The reality that when you’re not Near him he’s lonely. The reality that he will never be able to have you all to himself.

And you yourself are no better. Constant reminders of how much he may hate you popping up left and right.

You too ache for him. His touch, his love. To feel him, all of him. To call him your lover, to be able to show off your longing for him in so many ways. To touch him, to kiss him. To hug him, and hold his hand, To be his.

The both of you just don’t seem to get it.

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This is quite the predicament the two of you have found yourselves in. Of course, there’s no chance that the two of you will be beaten by these enemies. You’re far to strong to worry about them.

But what you did need to worry about. Was the tall, unfortunately steep cliff you were both backed onto. And while it comes in handy for throwing the people your fighting off onto the harsh rock at the very bottom and killing them. It is an inconvenience when you loose your footing and grip onto the edge for dear life. 

And it’s even worse when you hurt your leg when you fell so you just can’t seem to pull yourself up.

Scaramouche turns around to find you hanging on the edge of the cliff and panics. He runs to your aid as fast as he can, and for once in his life. He prays, he prays that you’ll be okay. That nothing will go wrong, that he can pull you to safety. 

Yet even though he begged the arcons to give him a chance. You still slipped, and he was too late. Now he can do nothing but helplessly watch as you fall.

Maybe, just maybe, he might jump with you.

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Can you tell I was half asleep while I wrote the ending? Yeah it’s 2 am and I’m so tired i might edit this to fix the ending later

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Hi could I maybe request Zhongli, Kaeya, and Dliuc headcanons for them seperately X a type one diabetic reader? I can explain any questions you have but also feel free to ignore the request as well!!

Hello!! I’m happy to take your request feel free to request anytime after this too!

(Sorry if I texted a few to many times not really sure how the whole uhm request system works even though I’ve had this blog so long I just go with what I think of 😭)

Genshin boys x (male) type one diabetic reader

Zhongli <3

Not really sure how to go about writing this one but I think I’ll start here, zhongli treats you like he would any other lover. You being diabetic doesn’t really change anything he thinks about you.

He may have known a little about it before but not much.

He does a lot of research and most likely asks you a lot of questions to be able to better understand. Makes sure that you check your blood sugar before and after meals, holds your hand while you do it. He’s aware that this is normal for you and that you won’t need the comfort but he still likes making sure. :)

Carries around a blood sugar kit with him, even if you’re not there. It’s just a habit for him to pack it around.

If you don’t wear an insulin pump and take the shots instead, he definitely likes to hold onto your shoulder or stroke your hair when you take the shot. Even if you’re used to it he still likes to comfort you in some way.

All in all he just enjoys being there and helping if he can. Does lots of research and knows a bunch about it.

Kaeya !

I think Kaeya doesn’t really think about it that much to be honest. He knows you have it sure but he doesn’t have it on his mind a lot or anything.

Not sure if he would do any researching, maybe ask a few questions here and there about it but other then that no big reaction.

He doesn’t mind it at all. Talks to you the whole time you’re measuring your blood sugar, or when your taking a shot. (If you don’t have a pump.)

He doesn’t really care to be honest, not in a bad way. But in the way where it’s just normal to him, he doesn’t see the need in holding onto you when you take a shot. Or constantly monitoring you, he just lets you do your own thing with it.

Definitely cares about it and if you need something from him he’ll do it. Other then that he just never really thinks about it. Loves you a lot and just sees it as another part of you.

Diluc <3!

Diluc knows a bit about it before he met you. One of the workers at the winery was a type 1 diabetic but he never really thought much of it. Occasionally asked a question or two about it but never thought it over to much.

When you revealed to him you were also type 1 diabetic he went into full detective mode. Read all about it started asking questions and like zhongli carried around a blood sugar kit.

Holds onto your thigh when you test your blood sugar. Makes sure to remind you to take it before and after meals or just reminds you to take it in general.

Doesn’t make that big a deal out of it. He’s happy to be there and just wants you to be healthy!

Carries around anything and every thing you would need for it. Super knowledgeable about it and all in all treats you very well.

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HELLO!! Please tell me if I got any information wrong 😅 I looked up so much about it and still managed to confuse blood pressure and blood sugar

If this has any type of problem let me know and I’ll gladly fix it :) hope you enjoyed

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