#collei imagines

[lumiconic]

" first kisses "

✧ kunikuzushi, shikanoin heizou, yae miko, childe, collei, albedo ; fluff ; 5.6k words

✧ collei ended up being way longer than the others haha

  kunikuzushi has voiced his discomfort with touch many times, when you took his hand in the darkness of an underground cave, or patted him on the back after he negotiated out of a sticky situation, and every time you let go instantly without question, and didn’t touch him again for days and days. and yet now, he finds himself longing for the caress of your hand, wondering what it would feel like to kiss you.

   it’s a bit troubling, and he crushes the instinct every time, but it always comes back, wandering into his mind at the worst of times; in the midst of battle, you spin after lancing a treasure hoarder through the chest, and all he can think is how beautifully a spray of blood frames your face, leaving him motionless in the air for a moment, just enough time to be slammed to the ground, skidding through the dirt with the wind knocked out of him.

  you shout his name, panic lacing through your tone, and he curses himself for his stupidity as you spin a flurry of blows against his attacker before rushing to his side. he struggles to a sitting position, wincing as he fights to draw air in. how could he do something so dumb? to be distracted by you of all things while fighting? you, that stupid [name] who is so – who is nothing more than a hindrance, but –

  and then he’s struck dumb again as you kneel over him, inspecting for wounds without touching his skin even for a second. he wants to run his hand through the strands of your hair, left in a messy state and hanging softly around your jaw. you locate a bruise on his leg and dig for a salve in your pocket, unscrewing the top and handing it to him.

“jeez, what the hell was that?” you say, affection and irritation mixing in your voice. “how’d you get so unfocused, huh? we’re in the middle of a fight! you can’t just drift off like that and leave yourself open.”

the words wildfire frustration through his blood, anger that he can’t explain. how dare you act annoyed by his mistake when you caused it in the first place? “it’s your own damn fault,” he spits, voice more venomous than usual. he regrets it when your eyes widen and you look almost hurt, then confused. “wait, what? what did i do?”

  what did you do? he repeats the question in his mind. it’s more like – it’s just, it’s what you won’t do that’s driving him insane, and how you don’t even notice – how can you be so oblivious to his internal dilemma? the way he looks at you, even he knows it’s so far beyond the sharp rivalry you enjoy, or even friendship.

"you – i got distracted by you,” he says, and hates the way his voice cracks, hates how your face softens when you hear it. “because your face is – it’s – ” so unfairly pretty “ – so – so ugly, and – ” he can feel his blazing red blush raising. “ – and i couldn’t focus, damn it!” he finishes. “so change how you look or – or just shut up about it.”

  you look shocked for a moment, and then understanding appears on your face, the kind that makes him even more angry for reasons he can’t explain even to himself, and you half smile at him, hesitating for a moment before tucking a flyaway strand of dark hair behind his ear. he flinches away from the sudden touch and you jerk your hand back, mouth already opening, but then –

  then he catches your wrist, holding it where it is. and you both sit there for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes. your eyes, that are full of feeling and thought and human emotion, and he can only imagine that you see your reflection in his own fathomless irises, as cold and empty as a puppet’s black button eyes.

“kuni,” you say in a hushed voice. he can feel the pulse of your wrist, quick as a rabbit’s, and his own breathing is suddenly coming fast and shallow. the moment stretches out, some expression of surprise and hostility frozen on his face, and yet he can feel his own yearning. the pain in his chest as his eyes flick down to your lips. you swallow, tilting your head to catch his gaze. his face flames even brighter, but there is no mockery or judgement in your expression; just a soft, understanding longing.

“can i kiss you?” you ask softly, and his heart is in his throat, fear that mingles with aching, and there is nothing in the world he wants more in this moment than you. before he can think twice he gives a quick, tiny nod.

  you move closer, and he smells your gentle, clean scent that reminds him of rain or orange blossoms; the smell that curls through his dreams, and he has a second to think you even smell pretty, before you press your lips to his, and then he’s not thinking anything at all but there is a drifting, incoherent feeling of plain, serene happiness that he has not felt in a long time.

  shikanoin heizou has kissed people before; he’s kissed lots of people, more than he thinks is socially acceptable. he’s kissed most everyone he wants to. almost nobody can stand up to the full power of his charm and charisma, with his boyish good looks and the boundless intelligence behind his jade green eyes; sometimes just a single wink can do the trick.

  kissing is entertaining, for him, there’s no deeper emotion behind it. just something to do when you want to have some fun. he’s flirtatious, and maybe irresponsible, but it doesn’t cause anyone any harm, these shallow feelings that entwine with his playful, immature desire. he’s never wanted someone before. never felt a deeper pull than the one in the moment that can be satisfied with just a moment of contact.

  until now; until he met you; and now he is consumed by the dream of what your lips feel like. you are elusive, and enigmatic, and the most beautiful person he has ever met, with soft and sweetly knowing eyes that are earnest and yet unreadable to him in a way that no one he’s met has been before. it’s a foreign feeling, this yearning, and he wonders with a twinge of guilt whether he has taken this role for another person before with his casual inclination to flirt.

  he’s sitting beside you, leaning against a tree with his elbows balanced on his knees. you’re toying absentmindedly with a flower, tearing the petals off one by one, and his gaze is determinedly on the sky and not the way the light glints on your long eyelashes.

“do you think you’re a good kisser?” you ask suddenly, eyes still fixed on the flower as you open your palm and watch the soft petals flutter away in a breeze. his gaze flicks to you, and he’s taken off guard, but only for a moment. “depends on your definition of good,” he says evenly. “i’ve had a lot of practice.”

you laugh so hard you have to steady yourself, and it wounds his pride just a bit. he can’t tell if you’re making fun of him. you take a deep breath and then smile at him, eyes sparkling with some private joke.

“i’ve heard,” you say. “you’ve got no shortage of admirers here in inazuma, huh?”

“or anywhere.” he gives a small bow, and you laugh again. the sound sends a burst of satisfaction through him; a tiny victory, maybe. he always feels as though he’s accomplished something meaningful by making you laugh.

  you go silent, looking at him with a small grin that is, as always, indecipherable. he shudders as a tiny gust spirals up his spine, but keeps his eyes on you, trying to maintain his composure.

“what about you?” he questions, balancing his head on his hand, in as even and cool a voice as he can manage. “are you a good kisser, [name]?”

your smile grows. “good enough,” you reply easily, stretching out your legs and yawning. “probably better than you. why? do you wanna find out?”

  he swallows. his palms are slick with sweat, and he clenches his fingers into fists, taking a beat before he opens his mouth. you watch him without a word, looking more serious than you did before.

“yeah,” he answers. his voice is hoarse, but the easiness of the word is almost surprising. after everything, it was this easy? if he had known that – that the key to gaining this opportunity was simply to flirt like he did with so many others – ?

but no. you are different, somehow, almost off limits unless you initiated the interaction. he wants nothing less than to overstep with you.

  he repeats his assent, clearing his throat, and your eyes light up, sending a shiver of anticipation down his spine. you lean in, and he closes his eyes, and –

  and, your kiss sends him dizzy; you taste like the sweetest strawberries in the height of summer, and your lips are softer than he could have imagined. for that moment, there is nothing more than you and him in the world. he could float away on this high, like dandelions on the wind.

  you pull away first, and he fails to steady himself for a moment, face flushed with surprise and heat. you’re really so lovely, he thinks, barely able to put together that one clear thought; your face is knowing, and your mouth still slightly open. you swipe your thumb across your lip.

“i – ” he stammers. you smirk, tilting your head, and he swallows. “i’m definitely a better kisser than y-you,” he says, trying to regain his posture, but with you so close, your eyelashes nearly brushing his cheek, he can barely think straight, let alone speak with his normal wit and charm.

you roll your eyes at his attempt to recover. “you still think so?” there is laughter in your voice, mocking but not quite malicious. he nods, wiping the back of his hand across his face, and opens his mouth again – only to be silenced with a second kiss.

  maybe … maybe, you actually are better than him, he reflects silently as you cup his face, deepening the kiss. not that he really has a problem with that.

  yae miko wears the same teasing smirk every time you see her at the shrine, a smugly knowing expression of pure superiority that both irritates and captivates you. she takes every opportunity to demonstrate the sheer amount of knowledge she possesses over you, reveling in the way she’s able to shut you down with only a few words, then covering her mouth and laughing daintily, eyes crinkling with mirth as you scowl.

  of course, you can’t be entirely displeased with your situation, as she does instruct you properly in what to do. you know that there are many who would give their right arm to be in your place working underneath her, and indeed you do have a prestigious position as one of the attendants at the shrine. but she seems to enjoy exerting her power and intelligence a bit too much.

  you can’t decide whether you’re flattered or just plain annoyed by the attention she pays you, the way she seems to delight in your crestfallen face as she clicks her tongue, shaking her head with a mix of condescension and disappointment that paints her in melancholy, but the sparkle in her dusky purple eyes gives her away.

  this time is no different; after waking up late, then sprinting as fast as you could from your small house in the countryside, then climbing the enormous mountain as quickly as you could to reach the shrine, you’re suffering through yet another lecture for the mistake you made while your head was still clouded with sleepy panic. you deserve it, technically, but – extenuating circumstances don’t seem to matter at all to her.

“ah, [name], yet again you’ve brought the wrong talismans,” she says, tilting her head and cupping her cheek. “goodness, how many times will it take you to collect the correct ones? you’re acting shockingly unexperienced. i’m starting to wonder whether it isn’t on purpose. do you really value your job so little? if that’s the case, i may have to replace you … ”

  you can practically hear her honeyed laughter as you stare at her, pink lips quirked into a secretive half smile. you look away, then back, sinking into a deep bow and keeping your eyes squarely on the ground so she can’t see the anger bubbling in them.

“please, lady guuji, i’m sincerely sorry for my mistake,” you utter in as apologetic a tone as you can muster. “i promise on threat of losing my job that it won’t happen again. this morning was especially hectic, and i’m very sorry for it.”

  her eyes brighten and she nods, gesturing you up. you raise your head, expression steady, but there’s still a hint of frustration that must show, because her gaze grows a bit darker with displeasure. you brace yourself for another apology, but when she speaks she almost sounds saddened.

“oh dear, you look so troubled.” she closes her eyes, shaking her head. “you know i’m only hard on you because i care, right … ?” her voice is soft, and she twirls a lock of hair around her finger as she talks, “i know it must be frustrating having to hear my criticism all the time, but it’s not for no reason. i simply want to see you succeed, and i do believe you can achieve great things … with my help.”

you’re shocked by what she’s saying; she’s never praised you or offered any genuinely encouraging words before, and her tone is nothing short of caring. you can almost accept her words as genuine, if not for the teasing glint still in her eyes. “okay,” you say quietly.

she blinks. “[name]!” there is some blend of hurt and shock in her voice. “you don’t believe me?” you stay silent, which is apparently enough of an answer for her, and she presses one hand to her chest. “my goodness, have you thought i simply disliked you this entire time?”

  she looks genuinely disturbed and wounded for a moment at your silence, and then – smooth as silk, it melts into a knowing smile.

“you must know that’s not the truth,” she almost purrs, taking a step closer. “i have nothing but appreciation for your hard work, and hold you in high regard … truly, it’s so hard for me to believe that you were of such an outlandish opinion.”

you open your mouth, but she presses one finger against your lips. heat rushes to your face from the contact. her eyes gleam. “really, i don’t understand how it could have turned out like that with all of the special attention i pay you … maybe i should have been more forward from the beginning, hmm?”

  she leans in and kisses you, and your eyes fly wide open with surprise before closing as she presses closer. her eyelashes are long and tickling your cheek. her mouth is so soft. she tastes like – like some archaic tea blend, the gentlest sweetness and bitterly fierce at the same time, and you’re so shocked she’s kissing you that you can’t even think straight.

  and then it’s over, as suddenly as it began; a spark flicks over your lips as she pulls back, one delicate hand on her chest and giggling softly at your dumbstruck expression. you touch your mouth, and she laughs harder at the disbelief on your face.

“oh, [name] … such a naïve and unexperienced cutie,” she says, and this time hearing your name on her tongue and her calling you unexperienced sends not vexation but a shock of excitement down your spine.

  childe keeps his affection for you no secret. he never has; somehow, he missed the memo to be cagey and quiet about his feelings, and instead every person in the nation of liyue (and probably beyond) knows about his “love”, as he calls it, “for beautiful and elegant [name], for whom i would buy everything in the harbor just to win a single smile from their pretty face.” you have a suspicion that tonia is writing scripts for him.

  he is everything but quiet, loud and brash and bold in everything he does. to you, he is shining and happy and gleeful, always laughing and offering you things, endlessly smiling. you have never seen that expression leave his face once; he is a shallow man to you, nothing but a flatterer with all glitter and no substance. you have never felt anything romantic towards him, but he continues trying.

  you’re picking sweet flowers and jueyun chilis one day, shrouded in autumn’s gold and amber leaves, but the cover of the trees does not shield you from the sight of approaching fatui agents. one brandishes a knife, flickering in and out of sight, and another holds a cannon. both are outfitted in armor, while you have no weapon or protection.

“w-what do you want?” you stammer, holding up your hands defensively. the man with the knife’s red eyes glimmer. “pay your dues,” he snarls, and advances closer with swift movements.

you hold nothing but flowers, and your heart is thrumming in your ears as flame licks at your feet and arms, causing you to wince with pain. you’re caught, you don’t have any money, and there’s nowhere to run.

  and then, he appears; red half-cape thing you’ve mocked so many times billowing in unseen wind, his eyes glowing menacingly. for a moment, you’re afraid of him, but his face softens when he sees you, nodding as if to say he’ll handle it, and an unfamiliar feeling of relief rushes through you. then he turns his attention on the fatui, expression hardening back into anger.

"what is going on here?” he says, voice thundering with barely restrained fury. the fatui go silent and still at the sight of him, a fact that confuses and almost scares you, but you’re too busy scrambling behind him to think about it. the fatui drop to their knees. “lord tartaglia,” the hydrogunner says mechanically, “we were simply collecting mora from this citizen – ”

  he sweeps his hand, and the man instantly is quiet.

“leave, now,” he says. the fatui protest for a moment, but he flicks his wrist and a long blade made from glimmering blue water appears in his grasp. he spins it casually, with deadly skill, and says, “do you really want to test your skills against me? this is an order. i won’t ask again.”

  the fatui go silent, then bow and vanish simultaneously, and you both release a breath. almost immediately, his threatening aura is gone. your heart is still pounding.

“[name],” he starts, turning and rubbing a hand down his face. “are you alr – ”

  you cut him off by throwing yourself into his arms and kissing him; he makes some startled, half muffled noise and you have to choke back a laugh. once he recovers his balance, he leans into it, with the easy confidence you would have expected from him, and yet … something about him is holding back; you can feel it in the grasp he takes on your hips as you cling to him, his hold light and ready to let go at any time.

  when you pull away, he’s smiling with a tense mix of giddiness and anxiety. you’re suddenly struck with self consciousness, looking away and tucking your hair behind your ear. you can’t believe you just did that. he rescued you, in a way, and it felt like – for the first time, you were seeing him as more than just a bored friend with too much free time. like he actually cared about you. like you meant something to him, something important.

“does this mean you – ” he says. his voice cracks just a bit and he cuts himself off. you cross your arms over your chest, managing to keep your expression even, and thankful that your hair covers the sides of your head; you can feel fluster coloring your ears bright red. “it means whatever i say it means.”

“so? what do you say it means?” he asks, meeting your eyes with a rueful look on his face. there is some measure of resignation there, something that says i know how you’re going to answer, and you decide to prove him wrong.

“it means i like you, moron,” you say before you can hesitate, and as his eyes – blue as the sea, and empty as its cavernous depths, but archons they really are beautiful – widen you pull him into a hug and bury your face in his shoulder, still trembling slightly from the stress of the encounter.

  he says your name, and somehow this time it carries weight behind it in a way it never did before. but you only close your eyes, taking in his scent, a mixture of dried flowers and ocean spray, that you never found comforting until now; now, you hope you’ll never leave the embrace of his arms, and something about the way he holds you makes you think if that was what you wished, you could stay like this forever.

  collei has bright, sparkly eyes, the color of amethysts; she has a smile that appears on her rosebud mouth with the grace and loveliness of a blooming flower, and a voice like a sweet, chirpy dove. she is pretty; even beautiful, but – you could never say it, not to her or anyone else. maybe it’s the trust in those shining eyes when she looks at you. or the way she grabs your palm, her hands warm, as she pulls you to the newest patch of blossoming florets.

  it’s like she’s sure of the fact that there is no secret in the world you hold from her, even though this one – your heart pounding when you hear her laugh – is the biggest you could be possibly hiding. you won’t tell her, you swear to yourself, that you love her, because that’s what it is, really. it’s love, plain and simple. you won’t tell her, because she’s too good for you and she’d never reciprocate.

  but this furious heartache, leaving you staring into space to dry out tears, is – well. it’s far from pleasant, but as long as you keep seeing her smile, you …

“you’re zoning out again,” she scolds, waving her hand in front of your face. you startle, blinking, then bow your head and apologize sheepishly as her disgruntled expression comes into focus. “ah, sorry collei, i was just … thinking.”

“i’ll give you something to think about,” she giggles, irritation replaced by excitement. “how ‘bout that?” she points at the sky, and you look up at the gathering grayish blue storm clouds. “we’ve got a rainstorm rolling in!”

  she loves bad weather and rain for some reason you’ve never understood. you wrinkle your nose, pointing out it’s monsoon season. the storms can flood through entire sections of the forest; if you stay on low ground where you are, the two of you could be drowned.

“we’re too far from the village to turn back now, what should we do?”

she taps her chin, thinking. “let’s … let’s head to the deeper part of the rainforest and climb a tree, so we’re high off the ground and just wait it out.”

you salute, smiling at her quick thinking. “you’re the boss.”

  in the time it takes you to reach the thicker sections of the rainforest and locate a suitable tree, the rain’s already started, seeping through your forest ranger’s clothing. she quickly constructs a makeshift umbrella out of thick leaves and sap, sliding it into the crook of two of the tree’s limbs. you watch her work, fast and capable; she really has grown from the childishly fumbling amateur she used to be. you take a seat underneath when it’s finished.

  she sits cross legged, with her face tilted up to the sky, eyes closed as raindrops burst over her skin and slide down her cheeks. she looks peaceful and happy. you’re curled into yourself, the chilly rain soaking you to the bone, and are about to comment on her stoicism when her serenity is broken by a violent shudder.

instantly, you peel off your jacket and tuck it over her. “you’re gonna catch your death of cold if you don’t get under here,” you say, pulling her underneath the umbrella. she sputters, but her teeth are chattering hard enough to break up her words into staccato.

“b-b-but [name], you’re gonna be c-cold too if you don’t have your jacket,” she protests, but you shake your head. “you’re colder, plus you made the umbrella, so just take it, alright?”

  she looks at you, eyes wide with such a cute expression – surprise, sincerity, gratefulness – you almost forget how to breathe. you look away and sit back against the tree, breathing slower, trying to preserve the heat you have left.

“i like you,” she says suddenly, and your heart practically stops.

  your head snaps to her, seeking for the expression of apology for such a dumb joke, or maybe innocent thankfulness, saying thatin such a childlike way, but – no, what she’s displaying is sincere, real affection, her face colored with a red blush. your breath catches.

she sits forward, tucking your jacket tighter around her. “i mean – not to say something silly and unexpected, but i really – i really, really like you, [name],” she says, her tone sweet, shaky and genuine. “i-i can barely focus sometimes ‘cause i’m always thinking about you, and just now, you gave me your jacket, even though – ” she presses her fists to her face. “i can’t keep it a secret anymore, s-so – even if you don’t feel the same way, i – ”

what ... ? as if i never felt the same way? no -- i truly, always --

“no!” you interrupt. “i like you too! i … really do,” you say, trailing off into a whisper. “i’ve liked you for so long, i can’t believe you … ”

  it’s quiet, then. neither of you says anything for a long moment.

“i-if we like each other, we’re supposed to kiss, right? i’ve never kissed someone before,” she whispers slowly, blushing furiously and stumbling. “can i … can we … ” her voice trails off and you wait, heart pounding in your ears. “can we … try it?”

you try to speak, and nothing happens at first, you’re so frozen with shock. you clear your throat, managing “really?” the word is awfully loud in the silence broken only by drumming rain, and she looks even more embarrassed, but nods anyway.

“okay,” you breathe. “okay. i … i’m gonna kiss you now, and – and if you don’t want me to, just say no, and i’ll – i’ll stop.” you wait for her to nod again. she’s trembling, and you can’t tell if it’s the cold or a nervous excitement. you have never seen her smile wider.

  you lean in and press your lips to hers. you can hear your heartbeat, and maybe hers too; she smells like flowers, of course, and the kiss is a sugary, clumsy, chaste thing. but it’s her, it really is, and she is flawless. she always has been. so it’s perfect too. and when she pulls away, that’s what she whispers to you as she wraps her arms around your neck.

  so that was the first kiss, awkward and new and genuine … and perfect; just like your beloved collei; and you can’t wait to kiss her again, and again, and again.

  albedo has always been handsome, but lately his beauty – that’s the only word for it, really – has been nothing less than otherworldly. you’re far from the only person in mondstadt to admire him, as he’s quite traditionally attractive, and polite as well; though of course less savory rumors surround him as well. as the knights of favonius’ chief alchemist, there have been quite a few whispers of his eccentric side and his strange experiments.

  this is far from a deterrent for you, however. you’re actually quite interested by his research and find it enjoyable to spend your time in his lab, helping out and simply accompanying him through his explorations of dragonspine. still, your intrigue in alchemy isn’t your only reason to partake in his studies, of course. no, not just his looks, either, but everything about him, really, from his habit of tugging on his gloves when he’s confused to the endearingly blank tone of his boyish voice.

  but of course, that unfair loveliness is the first thing you always notice when you see him, and it doesn’t go away. it’s what keeps your eyes riveted to the strands of his fluffy hair, dusted in the last few moments of sunset and a light haze of wintery white snowfall as you sit beside him, clutching a cup of hot chocolate and trying to keep your body still against the biting cold of the mountain.

  his bright blue eyes are relaxed for once in his life as he crosses his hands in his lap, staring up at the puffs of thick clouds against the rapidly dimming sky. he’s gorgeous, in a way that seems almost unreal, like he was sculpted from clay and brought to life as the perfect boy. you watch him in silence, affection crinkling the lines of your face into a wistful smile as the minutes pass.

“[name]?” he asks, turning, and you start. “uh – um, yeah?"

“what’s your type?” he says. your breath catches.

the question is almost innocuous, and yet his closeness, the slight blush across his face in the frostbitten landscape, has you shocked, your lips parting for a moment. his eyes flick to your mouth for just a second, then back up to your eyes, and – no, you must have imagined the way his cheeks grow just a shade darker pink.

“my type?”

“yes, sucrose has been telling me about romance, such as the oblivious and pining trope, and star crossed lovers,” he says serenely. “they seem to be very popular in mondstadt, i’ve seen many young women reading romance stories lately.”

  oh, you think, with a mix of relief and disappointment, he only wanted to know for his data analysis, as usual. well, there’s really no harm in answering; he’s been so oblivious about your feelings, anyway, he probably wouldn’t even be able to pick up on what you were saying.

“smart guys,” you say honestly, “people who are straightforward with what they want, and they should be devoted too, to what i’m interested in, plus the relationship itself. though, none of it is as important as them being a caring and kind person.” you smile thoughtfully. “i never would have expected this from you of all people, albedo.”

“ah, sucrose said the same thing,” he says almost sheepishly, “but i thought it could be – ” he clears his throat, swallowing before he continues. “ – interesting, to … engage in this sort of thing more often. it’s more exciting than i would have thought.”

you try to ignore the skip your heart makes at this, and prop your head on your hand, forcing your voice to a nonchalant tone. “really? so, have you thought about it a lot? what’s your type?”

  you know you don’t imagine it this time, his face blushing a bit redder, and it sends your heart into your throat and your pulse racing, though he keeps his balance and steady voice when he speaks after blinking slowly. despite yourself, you of course want to know his answer.

“people who show their feelings easily, and are willing to be patient,” he says, slowly, tapping his fingers on his knee. “and … i agree with you, that it’s important for them to care about my own pursuits. i think – it’s a sign of a good person who makes a dedicated effort towards partaking and showing interest in my work. someone who’s worth keeping.”

  his voice – such a stupid thing to focus on, and yet – he sounds like it’s you that he means, there is some meaningful quality in his tone, as calm and collected as ever, and yet his voice is warm, like a beam of sunlight cutting through the shade cast by a thick forest of trees. he’s looking at you, with those eyes that are as blue as the sea, and you can barely breathe.

  he leans closer. sunset has long passed by now, and the moon is gleaming bright in the velvet blue sky. the pale silver light throws his pretty features into shadowy definition, and when he kisses you, his gloved hand cupping your face, his lips are warm despite the cold; your eyes are closed, and yet all you see are stars.

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Them reacting to seeing you do something weird

characters: Collei / Kuki Shinobu x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: none

a/n: I decided to try and write something for two of my favorite 4 stars again since I don’t get all too many requests for them.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Collei

Among the forest Rangers in Avidya Forest, almost no one could confidently call themself a bigger expert than you when it came to the wildlife inhabiting the forest. If there was an animal living in it, you knew it, if someone needed to know how it looked like so they’d be able to recognize it, you had sketchbooks full of detailed portraits at the ready and if there was anyone that wanted to learn about them, their best choice of action was to ask you.

That being said, you had a tendency to get lost when wandering around the forest alone, and so Collei was quickly assigned to helping you keep your sense of directions when out to research, the win-win situation of you having a helping hand while Collei got the opportunity to learn from the experts beating the prospect of having to search for you day and night everyday.

“I remember the first time I ventured out into the forest, I was what? Barely ten years old? My mother always told me how panicked my father was when I didn’t return at nightfall, you should have seen his face when he found me playing with a shame lion not far from home, he was so relieved you could basically see the weight fall off his shoulders, it was great… I did get into trouble afterwards, but that didn’t stop me from going back barely a week later”, you talked about your childhood while shoving branches to your side, trying to make a somewhat clear path for the two of you, all the while Collei listened to you as if put under a spell. 

You weren’t that much older than her, probably only a few years older, and yet you were already regarded as an expert in your old field. Collei couldn’t help but admire you and yet, when she heard how early you started to get interested in the animals living in the rainforest, she started to understand the reason for your success.

That being said, not everything in your stories seemed to make sense.

“Your father was relieved when he saw you playing with lions??”, you could hear the shock in Collei’s voice as clear as day and while her reactions seemed like the only plausible one when confronted with such a detail in your childhood story, the sheer and utter confusion on your face made her question if playing with lions wasn’t as abnormal as she thought.

“Lions? Oh Archon, no. Shame lions, those small green creatures that can change their colors depending on the background. I can show them to you if you need a refresher”, you offered, shooting her a quick smile before turning your head back forwards.

“Shame lions? …Do you mean Chameleons?”, Collei asked hesitantly, hoping she was on the same page as you and didn’t accidentally insult you by implying you didn’t know how to pronounce the animal’s name.

“...Chameleons? I-is that how you pronounce that? Heh, that explains quite a few of my weirder conversations actually”, you stated with a nervous giggle, your face growing red as you awkwardly scratched your cheek, only to eventually break out into full-on laughter, worrying your companion for a moment, before your laughing eventually infected the ranger.

“Thanks for telling me, I guess the others didn’t have the courage to correct me… that or they were far too confused to.”

Kuki Shinobu

For most of her days, Shinobu was surrounded by Inazuma’s brightest, watching their sober forms do things normal thinking people wouldn’t do after drinking a barrel of the strongest alcohol money could buy the same way a child would watch an animal in a zoo, and yet, she knew her colleagues long enough to not bat an eye, no matter how stupid the predicament they found themselves in.

Hanging around Itto and his boys made her appreciate the quieter moments in life as well as thank whatever deity was responsible for introducing people to each other that you were a part of her life. You knew how to hold a conversation, were kind and always thought about how your actions impacted others and hid a brain behind those eyes of yours… a welcome change of pace for her.

So when the two of you bumped into each other on her way home, only to decide to walk along the beach in hopes just being near the water would be enough to cool you down somewhat, considering the scorching hot weather, only for you to ask her to stop for a bit so you could cool your feet in the water, refusal wasn’t on Shinobu’s mind for even a second.

“Don’t you want to step into the water as well? It has just the right temperature!”, you happily asked after putting your hand in it for a second, testing the water before quickly readying yourself to step into it, pulling your pants up a bit so they wouldn’t get wet, only to stop when Shinobu called out to you.

“Your shoes.”

Without missing a beat, you hit your forehead with the palm of your head, an embarrassed look spreading across your face as you giggled to yourself. 

“Of course, I nearly forgot. Thanks a lot Shinobu!” Your shining smile coupled with hearing her name leave your mouth was enough to make her cheeks heat up, not enough for you to notice, considering her facemask, however, something she thanked the heavens for.

Just as quickly as you had stopped, you returned to pulling off your shoes before placing them on the sand and jumping into knee deep waters… your socks noticeably still on your feet, a fact Kuki didn’t miss in the slightest, her eyes widening at the sight of your drenched socks.

“Wha-?”

“Something’s wrong?”, you asked, completely oblivious to what caused the person in front of you to be rendered completely speechless. 

It took her a few seconds and about ten times of blinking her eyes in hopes it would all turn out to be a hallucination before she finally responded, trying her best to look away as to not constantly remember her brain of what was in front of her.

“N-no, nothing.”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #collei x you #collei imagines #collei x y/n #collei x reader #collei #kuki shinobu x you #kuki shinobu imagines #kuki shinobu x reader #kuki shinobu #gi shinobu

[captaincryolicious]

1.43 pm / wildflower

so so so soft for collei <3 i love her

no matter how brightly the sun shone on a summer day, under the canopy of the large trees of the jungle you always lingered in the shadow, protected from the murky heat and treacherous rays of sunshine. of course the temperatures still rose pretty high in sumeru's rainforest, but it wasn't all that bad without the bright sun scorching everything in its wake – it was the main reason why you preferred being here rather than in the nation's wide sandlands.

you were walking over something that was barely worth being called a path, parallel to the edge of the shallow river that meandered through the jungle. collei was a little ahead of you, completely immersed in the small notebook she was holding. as a forest ranger, trainee or not, it was her task to watch over the forest and its flora and fauna. and like you often did, you decided to join her on patrol today. 

     "master tighnari recently cleared a withering zone nearby, i think we should check on that area to see if it's still clear," collei pondered out loud. 

     "right," you agreed, and you followed the girl as she altered her direction, straying away from the path. 

it wasn't a long walk to get to the place collei mentioned, but making your way through the lush jungle felt like a hike regardless. there were so many plants, vines, rocks, slopes, and other obstacles that made it harder to smoothly get to your destination. but you had gotten quite used to the rainforest, and you managed to get through fairly well. you simply followed collei, since she seemed to know where she was going. 

     "we're here," the green-haired girl announced, coming to a halt. she took a good look around, and you did the same.

you couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. the grass underneath your feet was lush and the greenery grew lavishly. tiny flowers embellished the forest ground, while taller ones bloomed in the jungle's underbrush. even the scent that lingered in the air seemed completely normal. 

     "on first glance it looks okay," collei mused. "do you mind if i take a closer look?" 

     "no no, go ahead," you replied. collei, despite being just a trainee, had a keen eye and would most likely find a lot more than your inexperienced gaze. 

the girl wandered off and you remained on your spot, not wanting to get in her way. but it got boring rather quickly and the tiny flowers at your feet caught your eye. they sprung between the grass in a variety of colors. you found them adorable, and a sudden idea struck your mind. you quickly checked to see if collei wasn't looking, but the forest ranger was intently inspecting the roots of a tree, not paying you any mind. 

you crouched down, and gently started picking some of the pretty flowers around you. you made sure to gather a few of all the colors you found; yellow and orange, pink and blue, red and purple. together they formed a small bouquet of wildflowers and you smiled in satisfaction. it wasn't much, but you didn't want to take too many flowers from the jungle. 

collei didn't take too long, and she was quick to finish her investigation and come over to you again.

     "it's all good," she concluded. "i couldn't find anything bad. nothing seems to be permanently damaged here– y/n, what do you have behind your back?"

you held the small bouquet hidden behind your back, and it had picked the trainee's interest. her purple eyes regarded you curiously, and you smiled as you presented the flowers to the girl. 

     "i found them very cute," you explained. "reminded me of you." 

collei looked at you in surprise, and she smiled bashfully when she took the small bouquet from your hand gingerly. 

     "thank you, y/n," she said shyly. "that's very kind of you." 

you grinned at the girl. collei was adorable, and you wanted nothing but to protect her, to keep her happy, to secure that smile on her face. she had been through so much, and she deserved a lot better than what her past gave her. when tighnari told you that collei seemed genuinely happier since you came to gandharva village, it was the biggest compliment you'd ever gotten. you wanted to keep it that way. 

as the two of you made your way through the jungle to get back to the village, collei held the wildflowers close, and the smile she wore on her face was worth everything.

#genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact imagine #genshin impact collei #collei #collei genshin impact #collei x reader #collei imagine #collei imagines #collei x you #collei x yn

[tabbiwritesgenshin]

failing light | various

synopsis: how would they act when you die

genre: angst

word count: 1,119

a/n: I don't have anything interesting to say but can I add how baffling it is the support my previous post got? like damn, i went from 20 notes to 253. tysm y'all omg

Collei wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, to yell, her whole world had crumbled in only a few glances, yet she couldn’t. She was struck with both fear and shock, you were her most beloved person in the entirety of Teyvat, you were the only person who had shown her any love in a long while and now..you were just..dead. She could only stare at your body for what felt like hours until she eventually lost consciousness.

Eula clutched your body with all she had, she had to make sure your last moments were ones of peace. She tried her best to contain herself, to ignore her tears, to do everything she could to look strong for you, yet, she couldn’t. She was left as a crying mess as the concept of losing the only person who loved her dawned on her mind. 

Again she had lost, again Ei had weeped, again was someone else taken from her, again, she felt hopeless, like she had lost everything she held dear. She wanted to move on, she wished to maintain strong, that’s what you desired, that’s what she promised to you..yet she couldn’t. The pain was too much, the grief overtook her. Again would she retire to her Plane of Euthymia, again would she abandon everyone, again would she despise herself.

Ganyu was afraid, she was scared, terrified of the idea of losing you. She tried everything she could yet nothing worked. The half-Qilin tried every bit of knowledge she had on medicine to try to save you, even those used only by the Adepti, if she could, she’d even give out her life for you. Perhaps it was due to the panic of losing someone again, but during her numerous attempts to extend your life, she hadn’t accepted the fact that you were truly gone.

Kujou Sara was unfortunately experienced in the concept of loss and death so when you approached her with heavy battle wounds, she knew better than to panic. Her pain and grief were incomparable to whatever suffering she had seen before in her life, yet, she kept strong. She didn’t want you to pass in fear or sadness. The moment you died it shattered whatever facade was left in her. She collapsed onto the floor, still clutching your cold body. The mighty Tengu general of the Shogunate was lost..truly destroyed.

The skies were split and thunder roared as The Raiden Shogun weeped to your lifeless body. All semblance of hope..all happiness which she had ever felt in her life vanished as her eyes gazed at the ones which had given her so much with so little in return. No longer would the Shogun hold back against humanity, she would make all who dared harm her beloved pay, none shall be spared. All will suffer for the sake of eternity so no one she held dear would fear again.

Rosaria always acted like she didn’t care, Rosaria always acted like nothing mattered to her, even when she had someone to love, someone who loved her, she still acted with this cold exterior, yet, when she was faced with the news that the most significant person in her life had died every facade she had, every coldness in her heart, they were crushed as a sense of hopelessness would crush her like a boulder. Never again would that be a facade, after you had died, after she was left alone once more, that coldness overtook her heart and no amount of warmth could heat it ever again.

The Anemo Archon Venti would hold you on his lap as you slowly passed away, even in your last moments, his love was there to comfort you. Even after you were gone, he would not leave this position, even when you were buried, even when everyone thought you had died alone, even when everyone thought you two hadn’t even spoken to eachother, he would always be present in the place of your passing. Every night, every month, every year, he would sit there for hours at a time, drinking away as he talked to himself in only praises of yourself.

The Wanderer felt different, he was the creation of a god, mortals were below him, none were equal to him, he was above every single one of those worms, yet, there was one of those so called “worms” that for a single moment, for a brief second, could make him believe he was only a human, that he could feel happy, he could feel everything those he called below him could feel. There was only one person who could make him happy, only one person who could help him forget about his betrayals yet even them suffered, even them were hunted down due to his past, even them suffered because of him. Some would say, that the Wanderer, after so long, would return to who he was, even for a single minute, would enjoy murder once more.

He knew it would happen, a karmic debt was placed on Xiao a long time ago, he knew it, he knew that those around him would suffer because of it, but even then, the mighty conqueror of demons could also fall prey to the enticing and intoxicating love he used to think he was undeserving of. His more rational side was prepared for such an occurrence, of losing his most loved one yet deep down, he knew he wasn’t, he knew the moment you were at the brink of death, he would sacrifice his own to keep you safe..but he was too late, you were dead before he could heal you, before he could save you. Never before had the Yaksha felt such deep hatred, such unfeeling rage, so much was it that when he was done with his vengeance, when he had bathed in blood in the name of love, he felt nothing but a consuming sense of hollowness.

Zhongli grasped your hand with all the softness and grace he could have. He had a rather long talk with you, reminiscing about the fond times you two had, the love you shared, the pain and the happiness you had shared. He knew it would come to this, he knew that this would happen eventually. You were a mortal, a mere human, he was an archon, a god. Once you were gone, once time finally caught up with you, he couldn’t help but to shed a tear. Once again, none who would share his memories, once again, another loved one had been hit with time. Some could say that from that day, the enigmatic consultant of the Wangsheng funeral parlor seemed more distant, more cold, even.

#collei x reader #eula x reader #ganyu x reader #ei x reader #kujou sara x reader #rosaria x reader #raiden shogun x reader #venti x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #xiao x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin impact #genshin #genshin angst #genshin impact angst #genshin impact imagines #genshin imagines #❥ tabbi writes ❥

[skyppl-e]

oh yeah.... im making aus now.... florist au but al haitham is a part time employee at the plant nursery tighnari owns and kaveh keeps running into him

#im very scared about talking about aus #since im not a writer... im a reader!!! shout out to all the fanfic authors you guys really carry me #also this is very obviously a modern au #in said au i like to imagine that when kaveh isnt actively drawing he wears compression gloves that double as normal art gloves theyre just #expensive as fuck so he tries not to get them dirtied in ink and graphite #in a similar vein al haitham owns 1 billion compression shirts cause comfy compression #i have a bunch of really specific and small headcanons tbh #ANYWAY ABOUT THE NURSERY PART #kaveh is a regular that likes to support his friends by buying way too many flowers he doesnt have the time to take care of :3 #also he buys samples to show clients when he has an idea involving flowers for decoration #collei also works there part time #also kaveh and al haitham knew each other in college but the Fallout(TM) happened so they stopped talking until they met again #met again in the nursery lol!!! #imagine being surrounded by carefully tended to flowers and trees and other flora while slowly falling in love #with the same guy that tore open your chest and peered directly into your soul #haikaveh #kavehtham #kaveh #alhaitham #genshin impact

[mellowwillowy]

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬

Yan! Circus Performers x GN!Reader

(Feel free to insert the Yans yourself, I will tag some that could work by the ending)

TW: Body horror and details (Yans and Reader), general Yan warnings, proceed with caution. (Gore level: 1.5)

Darker than night, deep in the woods you'll find Standing alone, a circus that no one knows

Was it a mistake for you to wander into the woods? With a pamphlet in your hand, you strayed into the woods to see the circus. The pair looked so adorable, the two of them looked alike as though they were only mirroring each other. Although their face looked sad, the two sounded cheerful…. as though they were trying to cover their cries…

Children who can't even carry the trembling limbs they were born with

Master of all, nearly ten meters tall Watching the show, eyes that will slowly grow

Yet no one had ever seen the Master of the Circus.

All who perform smile with faces torn Happy with glee, strange as they look to me

You looked at everyone. The pair of Aces looked into you as they laughed merrily, reminding you of the Ace that you never got in a game of blackjack. The other performer offered you their hand as though they were asking you for a dance. A dance, with a performer that was at least 6 meters tall, oh how amazing.

Shall the fun start? Follow me to the Dark Woods Circus Please, join the festivity

The pair of Ace ran into the circus, and their laugh rang endlessly. The tall performer's back was tapped by another performer who was just as tall as them.

They smile as they dream of their mother's embrace

Come and see the two-headed (freak) of nature

The pair of Ace smiled eerily, both of their hands clasped to each other, the cloak covering their bodies taken off revealing stitched bodies. ""Oh what fun! Come, child of human! Kekekekeke…"" Their laugh was just as mirrored as their appearance and fate!

Gaze at a siren, her flesh deformed

"Don't you find me beautiful, dove? Do you perhaps envy me? Truth is that I envy you instead." They held your hand, their eyes unable to find yours and yet they envy your beauty.

Fear the all-eating beast and his love for cold Decaying meals that once were warm

The man's arms were bound to his back, the only thing he could do was feast what was placed in front of him! The woman next to him buried her head into her knees, her surroundings were painted in red wine. "It's delicious, they are delicious, Mother, it tastes so good. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm SORRY" "Kekeke, do you have more for us to eat? We'd like to eat you but… a shame… love… heart… kekekeke…"

Did we ask to breathe? Did we ask to only be abused, Living in bodies like these?

The pair of tall performers started dancing, twirling, spinning lovingly as they tried not to step on you. Their eyes stared into each other, dared not to make any mistake with their steps. ""Perhaps it would be nice for the three of us to dance together?"" Their voice rang as their eyes looked down, staring into yours. "It won't hurt that much, dove" "They'll just break and attach a new pair of legs on you, dove"

When you look at me, what is it that you see? Now a face rotting and torn at the seams

"See? I knew you were beautiful." The pair of Ace took off their blindfold, their eyes bore into yours. "So beautiful, a pair of legs, a pair of eyes, and a face that doesn't rot! You look like a dove!"

Through the pain I scream, how "it hurts so badly" "But we can't help it or do anything"

"Don't you think you'll look even more beautiful if you look exactly like one?"

As the girl would weep, telling me this sadly We perform, always the circus repeats

"Or perhaps we could clip your wings." "That way, you are forever bound to us." The pair laughed again, this time their hands were unclasped, reaching out to you.

How I love the show! How I love it all so! Can you see how fun a circus can be?

The pair of Ace jumped, their voice filling the whole circus as they cheered endlessly.

As our flesh decays and our eyes melt away With a face rotting, it's fun every day

""Because we've found ourselves an injured Dove!! Cheer to everyone, Cheer to the deformity of our Master!!""

How I long to die, why am I still alive? Anyone help me escape from this life

"We have captured the Dove's heart! It decides to rest here!" "Let's clip their wings so that they can rest eternally!" "We'll share our food! The best lump of meat you could ever taste of!" ""Fear not, for the Dove could dance even without its wings"" """" Why do you look terrified, Dove? We LOVE you! We CHERISH you! We WANT you!""""

"You can never leave", yes, I have a feeling Long ago, someone had told this to me It is impossible for anyone to say and feel

"Welcome to the Dark Woods Circus"

A pair of hands placed upon your shoulder, their lip brushed the tip of your ear. Everyone bowed down toward the subject behind you.

"Master," Everyone greeted.

--- LOG END ---

(!Proceed with CAUTION!)

"Come visit the Dark Woods Circus!"

You handed people the pamphlets, your smile never leaving your face. While people could not see what was under the fabric covering your skin, you could feel your back throbbing with each second.

The rose sewn onto your face never withered but you could feel your sanity did. You could feel your guts dissolving all the meat you ate, they were no longer upset about the change of food. They were generous enough to share a rather large portion of it although they tend to bite you randomly.

The pair of Ace occasionally showed you tricks on how to fly while their hands roamed all over your skin.

The siren would sing for you while they felt their skin against yours.

The tall performers would also teach you how to twirl with them, although it truly was a shame they couldn't dance with you, perhaps just yet.

------

Pair of Ace : Lyney and Lynette, Lucy-Lucius

All-Eating Beast: Dottore and Collei, Childe, Sampo, Killeon and Dorothy

Deranged Siren: Columbina, Venti, Jingyuan, Blade (sorry not sorry), Mysrymie

Tall Performers: Diluc and Jean, March and Danheng, 03 and 004

Master: Arlecchino, Pierro, Tsaritsa, Neuvillette, Unknown God, Zhongli, Kafka, ???

(Platonic, sharing, or not depends on you)

--- After notes

Lump of meat = Rotting meat or human flesh

Siren = Leg-less, immobile

Pair of Ace = 1 shared body

Tall Performers = man-made legs

Reader = clipped dove

#yandere lyney #yandere lynette #genshin x reader #yandere dottore #yandere collei #yandere columbina #yandere arlecchino #yandere diluc #yandere jean #yandere neuvillette #yandere pierro #yandere venti #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere tsaritsa #yandere insert #gn reader #yandere danheng #yandere march #yandere sampo koski #yandere kafka #yandere blade #yandere jingyuan #yandere zhongli #yandere childe #yandere vocaloid

[herrscherrofyatta]

Let you break my heart again

Tighnari x reader x Albedo

angst, no gender/pronouns are used to describe reader (if there is one I probably missed it!!), probably crack??in a way??, Tighnari finally realizes he's in love with you like the dumbass he is smh

summary: you seem to be enjoying your time in the presence of the chalk prince while Tighnari is feeling the exact opposite

part 1 part 2

Tighnari felt like literal shit.

He woke up today so moody as Collei seem to still be anger at him for being your reason you left in the first place.

The rest of the forest rangers had learned about your leave, some wishing good luck while other while confused about you resigning your position. Clearly, you had always showed how much you loved doing your job with a bright smile on your face.

Today was no different, they all felt the tension air around him as he assigned the patrols for the day.

Once making sure everyone had their routes, he went over to where you used to stay, "hey Y/n, I brought your—"

He stops before letting out a heavy sigh, his ears seem to show what he's feeling. 'Right...I forgot they're not here anymore.'

He thinks as he goes back leaving the hut you once owned. Spotting Collei in the distance with someone, they seem to be handing her a letter before leaving.

Shrugging this off, he huffs as he gets ready to leave, now having by himself since you were often his partner when patrolling.

"It's quiet." He mutters.

—

"Are you sure this going to okay?!" You scream at the blonde who watches, very amused may I add, as you hold a sword in your hand while staring at a pair of pissed off hilichurls.

Albedo hums, "yes, I'll be here incase this goes south."

You resist the urge to glare at him, "...okay." you answer a bit unsure, since you don't believe you're fit to be holding a weapon.

Technically speaking, people form your family aren't familiar with sword fighting since cleansing as the main thing.

So, dodging and taking down the hilichurls was a completely new thing to you.

Albedo smiles to himself as he sees that defeated them, as you turn to look at him with a bright smile.

"I did it!" You say excitedly.

Neither of you took notice of the milichurl coming towards you.

Albedo looks down at his notes, he has written things you needed to improve and such things. "Alright, I think that's enough information for today." He nods before putting away the piece of charcoal he was using to write.

"Let's head back—"

He froze as he finally looks up to see the milichurl holds it's blazing axe in the air just above your figure who had no idea.

Noticing how quiet he was, you look back to see what he was looking at. You stop as the weapon you're holding, falls into the snow below.

Shutting your eyes, waiting for the pain to come but it never does as you feel a pair of arms wrap around your figure and the last thing you feel is your head hitting something hard as you two rolled to the ground.

A day later, you sit up, groaning at the intense pounding coming from your head as Albedo rushes over.

"You're finally awake." He says in relief, handing you something for the headache.

Groaning, you cover your face, "what... happened?"

He begins to explain everything about yesterday, "you'll be fine, just a minor head injury from hitting your head on a rock. I wanted to start right away on your training but it seems like that can wait." You sit up straight at this.

"No," you say, making Albedo look at you, "I want to continue...I want to be useful." Looking a him straight in the eyes, he blinks before a smile creeps up on his face as he stands up.

"Alright, get some rest today and tomorrow we'll officially start your training, do I make myself clear?"

You nod your head, smiling at him, filled with energy.

—

"ugh."

Tighnari say up, holding his head as the room was spinning. He was leaning up against a tree deep in the forest.

Grabbing his pen and small notebook, he begins to scribbled down information about the mushroom he had eaten.

"also causes....rather stronger hallucinations." He mumbles.

After he was down, he just leans back on the tree, thinking back on the hallucination he had as he closes his eyes.

'Tighnari, what did I say about taking naps in the middle of nowhere?' His ears spring up at the sound of your voice as he looks up to see you standing there, hands on your hips as you glare at him.

Although he could tell you were forcing yourself to do so, you never were the type to get seriously angry at him....maybe that's why you didn't fight back when he called you useless instead you agreed with it.

He frowns.

'sorry,' he mumbles as he stands up and notices the strange look you're giving him.

'hm? What's wrong? You usually give me a sassy remark and brush me off.' He winces at this, was this how you thought about him?

'still sleepy,' you stare at him, not believing him but you shrug it off.

'Okay then,' the two of you head back in silence. He takes this opportunity to observe you, watching how your h/c locks bounce with step you make and how your eyes dart around, sparkling at the sight of small animals in the distance.

His eyes wander to your lips as you let out a quiet sigh that he could still hear. "Um... Tighnari, I wanted ask for advice about something." You mumble, cheeks tint with red as you avoid looking at him.

"If this is about your love life again, please spare me the details and get to the point." He snaps back as you jump at how rough his voice sounded.

".. nevermind." You say, a discouraged as slump forward a bit, frowning.

His ears perk up at the sight of your figure, he remembers this now, this was a conversation he had with you a couple weeks before your little argument.

"Wait," you look up at him, "on second thought, maybe I can hear you out but know I'm not good at giving love life advice."

You smile at him and he looks away, his face feels rather warm, weird.

As you begin to tell him everything, he can't help but notice your features, did you always smell like Padisarah flowers?

"hm? Is something wrong?" You ask, noticing how tensely he was staring at you and it made you feel about flustered.

"n-nothing," he curses at himself for stuttering in front of you.

You two continue as walking when you suddenly come to a complete stop just a few steps in front of him. He's confused, "Y/n?" His ear twitches slightly at your silence.

"That's what you wished you said back then, maybe those words would have made the pain go away a bit." You say with a ominous tone.

He grist his teeth, standing up and brushing away the dirt on his clothes.

—

Your face is bright red at the praise given to you by Jean who held a kind smile on her lips. Your eyes are wide as you could resist the big smile on your face.

"W-wait, you're not joking?!"

She shakes her head, placing her hand on top of her chest, "Of course not, Albedo has put in a good word about you and I think you'll be fit to join the ranks of the knights."

You couldn't contain the smile on your face as you look at Albedo who slightly smiles at you before he stumbles back when you hug him.

Jean shakes her head at the sight of you two Albedo awkwardly patting your back as you kept saying 'thank you' to him.

"When ever you make up your mind, come see me." She says before you two leave her office.

You keep ranting about how you won't disappoint them, "—then! My parents won't have to force me to see candidates—" you freeze at this and your face drops when remembered them.

"...my parents.." you mumble, "I didn't tell them I would come to Mondstadt."

Albedo raises a brow at this, "your parents? They shouldn't be force you to get married to some stranger." Ah, seems like he caught onto your rant.

You begin to explain everything, he learns that they have always decided on an arranged marriage for you but you enrolled at the Akademiya, succeeding in stopping their plans for a couple years and naturally, they stop bringing the topic up when you met Tighnari, Cyno and everyone else.

"They saw my fight with Tighnari as a sign for them to bring up the topic of marriage and when I left my position, it encouraged them even more." You sigh, your shoulders dragging as you two sat on a nearby bench.

Albedo is taking this information in, "your position....what was it?"

You look to the side, hesitating to answer..."a forest watcher just like Tighnari.... except I felt like a damsel of distress being there. I was the only one not able to wield a weapon so I was pretty much stuck with the paperwork."

"Why?"

You shrug your shoulders, "my parents didn't want me to having one and Tighnari had sure to respect their wishes but boy did that bite him in the ass." A fond smile is visible on your face as you talk about your moments with Tighnari and Albedo notices this.

"when we were just forest watchers in training, he was mastering the bow and one day when we went on patrol, we walked right into a withering zone and we didn't notice since we were messing around." You look up at the starry sky, "that was probably the first time I've seen him so worried over me....maybe that's why I fell for him."

Your face flushes, heart beating rapidly as you remember that day, clear as day. Him holding you in his arms as he yelled in worry for you not to close your eyes as you look at them through hazy eyes.

You sigh almost sadly afterwards, "and that's why it's a pain to be in love with him. As much as I like how he is....his words do hurt at times."

That aching pain returned, one you haven't felt since meeting the chalk prince.

"Was he the reason you agreed to the traveler's request?"

Your silence was his answer.

"I can only take so many heart breaks you know." You say with a light tone.

"Just how long were you in love with him?" He asks, giving a side glance as you hold your fingers, counting.

"Hm...I say since we were kids but it turned into more than puppy love during our Akademiya years."

Albedo lets out a hum, a hand under his chin as he thinks.

—

Collei looks at Tighnari who mumbles something under his breath, "what was that, Master?" She asks as he suddenly stands up, catching her off guard.

His face is bright red, "I think I'm in love with Y/n."

He figured out why he was so out of it these last couple days after you were gone, he missed your voice, your laughter, your silly remarks and those warm smiles you would always give him even when he never returned them. He missed you above all else.

Collei's eyes go wide as saucers as she stares at him with a open mouth, dropping the pen she was using to write something down.

"You figure that out now?! When Y/n is no where to be found?!" She yells, frustrated a bit.

1 month later

Taking off the hood, you take in the sight of Sumeru, the breeze making the coat you're wearing flow as Albedo appears besides you.

"this is it." You mutter, "I'm back home."

Albedo takes lead, "we'll reach the city in a few days but first, I need to see these withering zones you spoke so much about.

Taking a deep breathe, you took a look in the direction where Gandharva Ville is, the sunlight hitting your face as the wind blows a couple of hair strands across your face before turning away to follow Albedo.

"I need to make sure Albedo's training doesn't go to waste."

a/n: thank you for giving so much love to the first two parts, I never thought people would like a silly angst drabble I wrote at 1 in the morning so it means a lot!

Masterlist

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #tighnari x y/n #tighnari x you #tighnari x reader #tighnari #albedo x y/n #albedo x you #genshin albedo #albedo imagines #albedo x reader #albedo #collei #𒆜let you break my heart again𒆜

[earlymornings]

regarding sumeru...

hi friends! this is my quick take on what's happening with hoyoverse, the general design of sumeru, and the stream of racism allegations that have resurged recently. i think it's worth trying to analyze why hoyoverse designed sumeru the way it looks like so far (and because i want to add my two cents to the discourse lol).

here are some context:

hoyoverse is a chinese game dev company

sumeru is inspired by the people, religions, architecture, and cultures of south asian countries (india, nepal, pakistan, etc.) and countries in SWANA* (egypt, iran, the UAE, turkey, etc.)

we are only getting a portion of sumeru and 3 new characters in the 3.0 update

here are some of the main problems players have with the current status of sumeru:

the combination of the different countries and their cultures and religions

the lack of diversity

the general lack of effort put into sumeru's design, given the release of the fatui harbingers and the outstanding quality demonstrated in the interlude teaser

in order to address these concerns, i think it's important to think about hoyoverse and the stances its employees have on this issue. this does not mean i am playing devil's advocate or excusing the company's ignorance, but i think it's critical to understand the potential root causes.

because hoyoverse is based in china, their standard of diversity is much, much lower compared to that of other countries, such as the US and canada, which experience decades worth of immigration and are known as melting pots. coupled with east asia's internalized colorism and xenophobia, mainland folks simply do not get much exposure to POC. this means two things. first, they might not understand why global players are so adamant about POC representation and diversity – the developers may not even know how to go about bringing diversity because what they think is diverse is different from our understanding. second, hoyoverse will prioritize its east asian, particularly its chinese, fanbases, and let's be real, any character that's not flour-pale will not be as popular with the latter.**

the lack of popularity then becomes a financial issue for hoyoverse. hoyoverse generates a large portion of its money from the wishing system. it's thriving because so many people whale for 5-star characters and C6-ing them. if hoyoverse's largest community stops pulling for characters, they won't be able to keep up and maintain high quality with future productions (both for genshin and other games).

i promise y'all that there are at least a few designers and staff members in hoyoverse who want diversity in the same way that we do, who want unique characters with intricate lore, and who are willing to put in the effort. but at the end of the day, they are just designers and many of them will be forced to revise darker-skinned character drafts.

besides literal money, another currency that hoyoverse is limited to is time. one thing that i think hoyoverse hasn't disappointed fans in is the consistency of the game. there is always new content, and even during its hiatus in response to the shanghai mass quarantine in may, they provided mini events and extended the banners to make it more accessible for F2P players. while having constant releases is wonderful and retains interest, that means quality will be compromised in other aspects.

in this case, it means the design and intention put into sumeru. to elaborate, by design, i don't just mean character designs (though this is debatable because the community has a pretty bad habit of hating new characters, especially 5-stars, but then growing to love them) but also the geography, architecture, and personality of sumeru.

as sumeru is marketed right now, its concept is that it is a collage of all the aforementioned countries and their respective cultures. unless sumeru is separated into geographical sections to represent the distinct cultural influences, to mish-mash these countries' religions, peoples, and traditions together is disrespectful and reinforces harmful monolithic stereotypes.***

sumeru will be a literal game-changing region because it has so much information to bring: in-depth lore, the dendro element and everything that entails, etc. this is a pivoting point, so that's why it's frankly saddening and anticlimactic for hoyoverse to not put in the effort. i understand that in update 3.0, we will only be getting a taste of sumeru, so while it's hard to judge the production of the region with the limited information we have right now, it's important to push for diversity and representation while we still can and also give hoyoverse time to make the necessary changes correctly.

to summarize: i don't think hoyoverse is being intentionally or actively racist. i think it comes from a place of ignorance, so i personally think it's better to approach this problem with constructive criticism than to send hate messages to hoyoverse staff members who work so hard regardless. if we don't tell them why and what they're doing is wrong, then the game developers won't know how to resolve the concerns. furthermore, sumeru hasn't officially come out yet, and what we have seen in the teasers will be more refined and polished in the released product. i don't think we need to panic or retaliate, i just think we should remind hoyoverse so that they don't put representation on the back burner.

as for solutions, sending messages through different media platforms, emails, etc. has worked in the past (e.g. during genshin's 1st anniversary).**** but it doesn't stop there. just like every other region released so far, sumeru isn't just limited to the 3.0 patch; we will continue getting content for it for the rest of the game, so unless we see results, we have to be consistent with the feedback. that looks like continuing to send messages until we see tangible, permanent change, not being complacent in the lack of POC representation, and more.

i probably missed a lot of great points out there, but this is all my last brain cell can come up with. please repost and add your own thoughts because the more ideas, the better! (if you want to repost this onto other platforms, just make sure you credit me!!)

hope everyone gets their kazuhas, heizous, and yoimiyas in 2.8!!!

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*i recognize that the name "the middle east" has colonial roots, but because the region is so popularly known as such, i'm using it so that no one gets confused. edit: thanks to @najmaviper for pointing this out, but a decolonized term that is often used is SWANA. you can find more information at the initiative's website: https://swanaalliance.com/about#:~:text=S.W.A.N.A.%20is%20a%20decolonial%20word,contain%20and%20dehumanize%20our%20people.

**this is not to say that all individuals from south asian or SWANA are darker-skinned, but it's crucial to push for change to help gamers who are tan, brown, and black. this is especially important to do with games as popular as genshin impact because it can cause ripple effects.

***here's a tweet that states this argument eloquently: https://twitter.com/timelysumeru/status/1546500639970435072

****i know another method that has worked has been leaving a bunch of bad reviews in app stores, but i don't think it's applicable right now since we know so little about sumeru. if the problem persists, sure, but i think sending bad reviews right now just antagonizes the situation even further.

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[june-again]

SUMERU: # when you tell them you see them as a “main character.” (4/4)

content: voiceline style responses. crack & flattery fic. slight spoilers for sumeru archon quest.

__alhaitham ㅤ “...is that supposed to be a compliment? listen, i don’t like being in the spotlight and i don’t want to be important to anyone but you. … oh, that’s what you were trying to say? i still think you’ve misapplied the term.”

__candace ㅤ “of what story? if you mean of my own… isn’t that how it works? but in general, i don’t try to stand out like that.”

__collei ㅤ “oh, um… is this because of my spontaneous recovery? tighnari says it makes me a bit of a special case, but I'm not sure it's to that extent. i—i appreciate the compliment, of course.”

__cyno ㅤ “are you trying to tell me i remind you of that one cartoon again? yu-ji-oh, or something? collecting cool cards doesn’t make me a main character, you know. but i’ll accept your compliment, if that’s what it is supposed to be.”

__dehya ㅤ “really? haha, that’s sweet of you. i don’t think mercs make for the most heroic of main characters, and i don’t think my story is all that special, but you’re real nice to say that.”

__dori ㅤ “it would suit a main character to be rich, no? i don’t think i’m quiiiiite there. perhaps you can support your idea… financially, hm?”

__faruzan ㅤ “it is only fitting for you to see me in such a way. as your senior with a past shrouded in darkness, as well as being the brightest scholar of haravatat, i cannot be compared to another in teyvat. that makes for a sufficient protagonist, doesn’t it?”

__kaveh ㅤ “i—i’m not sure what it is that you want from me. you better just ask it straightforwardly, since i’d rather not think about my existentialism first thing in the morning.”

__layla ㅤ “oh… a couple different peers of mine have also said i act like one. it doesn’t sound like a good thing.”

__nahida ㅤ “it is not the archon’s duty to be the main character in her land’s story. i only hope to allow more stories to sprout.”

__tighnari ㅤ “forgive my disagreement, but i think it naive to believe there are main characters in this world. stories are meant to inspire, and so if i am inspiring to you, i thank you for the compliment. but i am no more important than the creatures and plants and skies of teyvat.”

__wanderer ㅤ “are you scared of saying something of importance, or do you really just have nothing important to say? don’t insist upon trivial things like that.”

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[pigeon-noises]

Thoughts about Cyno and Collei (and Tighnari, not pictured) still rattling around my brain

#genshin impact #cyno #collei #sketchbook #sketches #I care about the found family so much #first two are from the trip back to Sumeru #I imagine there was a pretty rough adjustment period for Collei #myart #fanart #traditional art

[meraxesmoon]

Yandere Sumeru HCs + Imagines

note: sumeru has been my favorite region (collei) so this is my first post on here

warnings: yandere content, they/them used for darling, obsessive tendencies, collei is self-deprecating, collei is my sweet bby I love her very much, going on a date with collei, spoilers (?), mean alhaitham, alhaitham is on the spectrum and if you disagree you're wrong 💕, delusional nilou, nilou teaching her darling a dance, protective dehya, flirting, this is long (i think)

Tighnari

♡ Tighnari, who, in essence, is a nerd. He spends a majority of his time studying plants and watching over a young girl who was completely illiterate before returning to Sumeru. Tighnari, for all of his sass and attitude, runs specifically on intelligence. He hardly has time to think about romance or whether he may like someone that he knows.

♤ That all changes once he meets his darling, though.

♡ He meets them one day just outside of the Ville, as they were looking for Cyno. Tighnari's relation with the General was well-known, so it makes sense that they would ask him for Cyno's whereabouts. Tighnari would have no problem answering once he realizes that his darling means no harm. This, realistically, should have been the end of their meetings. However, that turned out not to be the case. They keep coming around, whether it be to inquire about Collei's well-being or to ask about Tighnari's research of the forest.

♤ Tighnari wouldn't have minded too much... except for the fact that he had been in the process of falling for them, and he fell hard. Tighnari is used to people brushing off his passion for the forest. He was a scholar who was told he could have done so much more with his life due to his intelligence, but he chose to stay in the forest to pursue what made him content. Having someone who finally understood that was so... refreshing.

♡ They have no idea what it does to him when they inquire about what he's been up to lately. It causes Tighnari to rush into a spiral in his mind, thinking about just how perfect his darling is for him. They're friends with Cyno, they've taken a like to Collei, and they seem genuinely interested in him. It makes him go crazy.

♤ He, for the first time in his life, desires to be with someone. It's such an odd feeling, too. He's never felt like this before. It's new, exciting, and it makes him feel like he's found an additional purpose in his life other than his plants and watching over Collei as she grows.

♡ It makes him feel good.

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"Ah, (Name)," Tighnari finds himself smiling as he catches sight of his new favorite person. "You're just on time, as always."

He reaches out a hand and pats the stool situated right next to his own by his desk. He had put it there since (Name)'s visits had gotten more and more regular. After visiting Collei and checking on the young trainee, (Name) would always come to Tighnari to learn more about the forest and his favorite plants.

They sat next to him, observing a mushroom of an odd variety on the desk as he explained what it was and what it did in great detail.

"This is called..."

This would go on for about thirty minutes, sometimes an hour, and while Tighnari knew that he likely had other things he had to do, he hardly minded spending his time like this. He was obsessed with the cute expression they would get on their face when he was explaining something to them. The thought that they genuinely enjoyed his lessons made Tighnari's tail wag behind him just a bit.

(Name) would usually thank Tighnari for the information before leaving to go back to Sumeru City. However, this time they stayed to talk to Tighnari a bit longer.

"I really enjoy spending time with you like this, Tighnari." (Name) says this while smiling gently at him.

He can feel his tail swishing.

These feelings were far from normal.

It wasn't normal to be so obsessed with another person, especially someone you were friends with. Tighnari knows this, but they're hard to stop.

His ears twitch backwards at their words, and going against his better judgement, Tighnari encourages them to see him more often.

It would feed into his addiction to them, he knew, but it was so hard for him to say no.

Collei

♡ She's the type to feel an immense amount of guilt due to her feelings concerning her darling. Collei, who is quite the insecure person in general, hates the fact that she's so aware of herself in this regard. The self-degradation and loathing are almost too much for this sweet girl to bear, and she often tries to stay away from her darling due to how her infatuation with them affects her mental health.

♤ This doesn't always work out, though. It isn't a good idea for Collei to take off a lot of time away from her darling. The loneliness that comes is just torturous for her and it shows in Collei's everyday life. Tighnari, her beloved mentor, would notice her miserable behavior almost immediately and drag her darling down to Collei's cottage before it could go any farther. Perhaps he knows that Collei has romantic feelings towards them and is trying to set them up, but she really doesn't appreciate the sentiment.

♡ Collei, who is an awkward introvert, is very bad at explaining how she feels when her mentor asks about it. She likes them. A lot. Collei doesn't think that she's worthy of looking at her darling in such a way, and she often tends to loath herself when she catches herself, desiring someone as good and amazing as her darling. It takes its toll on her, and the people who care about Collei, including her darling, take notice.

♤ They're good people, and this is because Collei doesn't get along with bad people. However, this doesn't mean that her darling would accept Collei as she is, or at least this is how she thinks. Her low self-esteem plays a big part in how Collei approaches trying to get closer with her darling. I like to imagine her with a slightly extroverted darling, someone who's willing to keep conversations going when she's unable to do so.

♡ Collei truly is sweet and devoted to her darling, though. Once she's in a relationship with them, she takes them out on quiet but cute dates. Collei isn't completely comfortable in loud spaces, so these dates are usually held in quiet yet enjoyable spaces, ones where she can have her darling all to herself. These dates consist of picnics mostly, and Collei enjoys them a lot. What a sweet girl <3

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The fibers of the soft blanket tickled Collei's legs as she layed down next to (Name). They were blabbering about something that happened in the city a few days ago, a place where Collei rarely went.

It was far too overstimulating for her.

(Name) handed Collei a flask filled with honied tea. They had heard from Tighnari that tea could help with anxiety, so they regularly made it for their girlfriend in hopes of quelling Collei's constant paranoia. Collei smiled and thanked them before taking the flask in her hands.

"Mhm! And what happened after that?"

Collei enjoyed this. Hearing about (Name)'s endeavors in the city never failed to make her smile, and she always encouraged (Name) to tell her more.

It made her happy just to hear their voice.

As the afternoon went on, Collei finds herself feeling drowsy. It may have been a mix of the tea and all the pita pockets she ate, but she settles down on the blanket, a soft yawn leaving her as she starts to drift off a little. All the while (Name) was still talking about Sumeru City, and about how the theatre was so fun to go to.

Collei finds herself hoping that one day, once she's better, she'll be able to go to that music festival, too.

She wants to be there with them.

Alhaitham

♡ He's very analytical about everything in his life, and Alhaitham is no different when it comes to romance. He's stunted in that category and often pays no mind to couples around him. Truthfully, he doesn't know what he's feeling when he's around his darling. He just knows that the feeling is incredibly distracting... he wants that feeling to stop as soon as possible.

♤ Alhaitham often visits his darling at their workplace, whether they're a scholar or not hardly matters to a man like him, especially as acting Grand Sage. I imagine if they worked at a small Cafe he would go there to finish up some of his leftover work at the end of the day. Despite not really liking how they make him feel, Alhaitham can't deny that being around his darling makes him relaxed.

♡ As messed up as it is, Alhaitham likes to scold and lecture his darling. He's sure that he's smarter than them, and he let's them know that, too. He's subtle about his intelligence against their own, but to them its painfully obvious. He's mean, especially when he thinks that they've been making him feel a certain way lately. Alhaitham, although he'd never admit it out loud, likes to pick on his darling.

♤ He's not a jealous guy. In fact, he takes more of an obsessive route when it comes to his yandere tendencies. Alhaitham knows just about everything there is to know about his darling. If they knew, they'd think that he saw them as some sort of research project. However, Alhaitham is just very tedious in his analysis of those around him, and he doesn't like it when he isn't aware of someone he's close with.

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"You're doing it wrong again," Alhaitham's voice is like nails on a chalkboard to them. He has his arms crossed over his broad chest as he watches them make a cup of coffee for Kaveh, the blonde giving him an annoyed look as (Name) grumbles out an apology.

He does this multiple times a month, they'd realized. He'd come in with his roommate and order specifically difficult to make drinks before criticism came pouring out of his constantly running mouth. He did this on purpose, they thought, because Alhaitham was just a bratty guy sometimes.

And soon he'd...

Alhaitham reaches over to guide (Name)'s hand, and they huff once again in exasperating annoyance.

"Since you can't do it yourself, I'll do it for you." Were his simple words as (Name) tears up in humiliation.

There are other customers in the quaint Cafe that they worked at. Alhaitham is aware of all of them, of course, and he pretends to pay it no mind when (Name) tries to drag their hand away from his grasp. He has no intention of letting them go.

"I mean, seriously," Alhaitham mumbles, loud enough that only (Name) could hear him. "Do I always have to do everything for you?"

Nilou

♡ She has a very pleasant disposition and Nilou has this work in her favor when she approaches the object of her affection. She's one of the very few yanderes who I can see genuinely having a happy relationship with her darling, and this is because it's hard for her darling to admit that there's something wrong with her behavior. It's not common for Nilou to act out in odd ways, so it's very easy for her darling to ignore any red flags that may pop up. Anyways, it's Nilou! She's just so sweet, there's no reason to doubt her innocence.

♤ Nilou's definitely more on the delusional spectrum when it comes to the different yandere personalities. She's not entirely delusional, but Nilou focuses on her fantasies of her future with her darling more than how they may not want the same future. She's romantic, wanting to spend the rest of her life with her darling because they mean that much to her. Those around her don't help her rather delusional tendencies, either. Those at the theatre are very supportive of Nilou's relationship and they think it's great that she's found somebody she's so devoted to.

♡ She's not a very jealous girl, and this is mostly due to her delusional tendencies. If there's someone flirting with her darling, Nilou doesn't take it the wrong way like some others might, and this is because she's very confident in her standing with her darling. She likes to think that they love her just as much as she loves them! Nilou, however, knows how charming and beautiful her darling is, so to a certain point she likes to keep her darling to herself. She's a very extroverted person, but still likes having that quiet time with her darling away from other people.

♤ Nilou likes to do performances for her darling. If they were interested in doing dancing shows with her she'd be absolutely ecstatic, but if not she's content just performing for them. These dances are specifically for them, and while others may be in the crowd watching her, Nilou only sees one single audience. These dances often express how Nilou feels about her darling. They can sometimes be slow and charming, and other times erratic and passionate. All of them are beautiful in their own right, and Nilou makes sure that they're perfect for her darling.

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"There, you're doing so well!"

Nilou's praises were always so sweet and encouraging, her hands gentle as they lead (Name) around the stage as she taught them a dance. It was supposedly a very easy one (even the young children knew how to do it with ease), however, they were having a difficult time getting all of the movements to be fluid.

She was always so patient in these lessons, despite the fact that (Name) must have been an irritating student. Nilou didn't seem to mind, always leading them gently, almost like a mother duck with her baby.

Their bodies were close together as Nilou angled (Name)'s arms to the correct position, and they could feel her warm breath against their neck as she cooed out praises like a servant would to their deity. They had wanted to learn the dance, had gone to Nilou personally even though the anxiety had almost eaten through them. Nilou, on the other hand, couldn't be happier.

Embracing them like this during her favorite hobby was a dream-come-true for her and a feeling of euphoria breezed through her when she felt their soft skin under her fingertips.

"N-Nilou," (Name) mumbles out nervously as they stumbled a bit. "I'm not nearly as graceful as you... I don't think I can do it." They grasp her hands softly to stop themselves from potentially faling off of the stage and Nilou giggles at their cute mannerisms before spinning them around gracefully so they're facing her.

"Nonsense!" Nilou proclaims, her pale cheeks pinkened from the previous closeness they had just moments before. "You've done wonderfully so far, you just need more practice!"

She wasn't going to mention how she just said that so they would be able to spend more time together, but it was a harmless lack of information, Nilou thought.

She just wanted them close.

Dehya

♡ She's one of the more intense yanderes, but this is because of her protective nature, mostly. Dehya is a protector towards those who she considers important, and due to her infatuation with her darling, the come to the top of her list of those she needs to protect. However, this weighs on Dehya's mind a lot considering how lucid she is, and honestly she feels quite guilty about the thoughts she has about her darling. They don't deserve to have someone like her watching their every move and wanting to remove them from the rest of the world, and Dehya knows this.

♤ That being said, Dehya would never kidnap her darling or anything like that. She's a mercenary and often doesn't have a permanent place that she can call home, so doing something so reckless would likely get her darling killed, which really isn't something that Dehya wants. I imagine that her darling is actually someone from the city or forest, someone who has never been to the desert. She wants to keep them away from there if she can. Even though Dehya knows how beautiful the desert can be, she's painfully aware of how dangerous it is as well.

♡ Other than her rather protective and intense yandere tendencies, I think Dehya is better than some others. She's fiercely loyal and often spends her time trying to find ways to make her darling happy. Dehya likes to show off her strength to her darling. If they were someone who was rather weak she'd want them to know that she was capable of protecting them and that they didn't have to worry about getting hurt ever. Dehya takes a lot of pride in her strength and ability to protect those around her, so this would be no different than her normal relationships.

♤ Looking past all of that, Dehya is rather shy when it comes to romance. She's very aware of her emotions and Dehya knows that she's romantically interested in her darling, however, she doesn't know where to go from there. If her darling were to start flirting with her, Dehya would be rather flustered and unsure how to progress. She's a confident person by nature, but getting such attention from someone she's desperately infatuated with makes Dehya unsure of how to proceed.

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

Tapping her boot against the ground, Dehya hums a toon as she waits for (Name) to finish speaking with the sweet vendor. The day was especially hot so they had wanted to get something cool and sweet, and Dehya wasn't about to tell them no, especially if she could get something delicious out of it, too.

The city was busier than usual today, Dehya noticed as she looks around the road. Different types of vendors selling food, people conversing with loved ones, stuff like that. It made for a noisy day but she didn't mind. The desert was silent most of the time, so Dehya found the noise... sort of comforting.

"Did you find something you liked? I still have to pay you back for last time," (Name) is suddenly close to Dehya, and the woman can feel her temperature rise almost immediately. "Nah, I'm good..." Dehya chuckled, trying to ignore the heat of her cheeks as she looks at the person next to her. They were holding two cold treats, and if the both of them didn't hurry, Dehya was sure that the dessert would melt in no time.

(Name) puffed out their cheek cutely, pouting at Dehya.

"You totally saved my skin when I went looking for you last week," They bump their hip into Dehya, almost causing her to spill her cool treat. "I just want to buy you something to return the favor, I'm no good at fighting, you know that!"

Dehya pretends to think, tilting her head dramatically as she ponders.

"Aha!" Dehya exclaims suddenly, startling (Name). "My renumeration will be spending the day with you," she smiles down at (Name) as they shift their weight. "That's all I need." They look flustered as Dehya continues on their path towards the theatre, stumbling over a response that just wouldn't come.

Hey, she could flirt, too.

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[lumiconic]

♪ — COULD YOU BE MINE?

❥ summary: they love you so much it hurts

❥  characters: gorou ; yae miko ; shikanoin heizou ; mona ; xiao ; collei

❥ content: some angst but mostly fluff, gn reader

❥ note: this was so much fun!! i worked soo hard and i hope you enjoy it!!

♪ GOROU

he pulls himself to a sitting position besides you, and stubbornly stares straight ahead at the drifting clouds, wishing his gaze would stop falling to your face. "i'm glad we're friends," you say with the happiest of expressions, and you look so contented, so truly at peace that it almost causes physical pain. "i really like being around you."

"yeah," he manages, and holds his tongue as best he can, focusing on the clean line of the sunny horizon and forcing down what rises in his throat and threatens to push its way out, allowing himself barely a selfish thought of saying his greatest desire out loud, that thought that in itself is a betrayal to both the friendship you treasure so much and to you.

"but i want to be -- " he bites his words back at the last second, a hand falling limply to his side, and he watches you stand up, your hair blowing gently in the wind, wishing with all his heart that he could be a person you expected to always be beside you. but you don't bother to check behind you to see whether he's following, even though of course he is, he always is. and he could never fault you for being oblivious, not when it's his own fault that he's too nervous to speak up.

of course, it's not your fault you're his only weakness, the person that makes his breath hitch and him stumble when it matters most, and he wishes he could blame you for everything, the terrible words that choke him and the wish to forever be close to you, but he knows that it's only his fault. and he can't do anything about it because when you laugh, your eyes crinkling with mirth and happiness -- it's like the whole world disappears.

♪ YAE MIKO

she smirks, and laughs, and curls her hair around one finger as she speaks to you, and wonders if you know she's helplessly hyper aware of your reactions, that after so long of keeping her eyes on you it simply became muscle memory.

the hopeless truth that she scans you after every sneaky comment to see if you're turning red, the absurd adrenaline rush that it gives her to see you knocked off balance for barely a moment. it almost feels sadistic, how she loves the power she lords over you, wants you to feel the electricity in her fingertips when she brushes her hand over your skin.

but at the same time she wants you to be flattered, to see how hard she's trying, how much she's hoping that you'll return one of those tiny compliments she says as often as breathing, and she prays that you're catching on even with how you seem to brush off her comments like crystalflies alighting on your sleeves, so used to it that it seems more routine than sincerity at this point. what would she give for the same treatment from you ... ?

how embarrassing, she thinks, that she's memorizing every little part of your face so hopelessly, watching you when she hopes you're not looking because she just couldn't look away for a moment longer. she barely knows what she's searching for but she just loves how you light up in a blush when she startles you with a compliment, and she thinks that even if it is embarrassing she'd be able to put up with the mortification if it meant spending every waking moment with you.

♪ SHIKANOIN HEIZOU

it's hard for him to admit when he's wrong. after all, his role has been unquestioned detective for so long, his words always having been thought of as law, that after the initial feeling of adrenaline and superiority came a sense of lulling into boredom and security. there's never been a case he couldn't crack, an argument he couldn't win, no wall in his way as he walked down the path that he had easily carved out for himself, by himself.

but it's with unflinching confidence that you step up and argue, with a smooth charm and steadiness that rivals even his, and you knock the blade from his hand with one strike -- a singular piece of evidence he failed to consider, and force him to recognize his newfound laziness in this world where his verdict is final and taken without question.

he somehow loves it, loves the terrifying sensation of his breath being taken away, rendered speechless for the first time in who knows how long. that someone could finally counter his reckless announcements, his arrogant dependence on the irrational factor he called "intuition", brings him a heretofore unfound joy that he can't help but relish. a challenge, a race that he had previously been running alone, that makes him feel alive like nothing else.

the detective with no shame and no weaknesses, somehow brought to his knees after being graced with your presence, who runs like the wind itself and spends every waking moment on the move, finds himself slowing down for the first time. he can only reason that he must treasure his time in this waking dream so pleasing; knowing that someday it will end -- that it must -- but praying that the moment never comes.

♪ MONA

before she met you, she had locked herself into an endless struggle, a perpetual purgatory of her own making that she regretted with every exhausted breath. she bore it alone on her own back, pained by the knowledge that this terrible, bland existence was of her own making. a pitiful story that kept her unable to ask for help, struck silent at the idea of explaining the result of the vain desire she had followed across the world.

she had seen it in herself, the glimmering of boundless potential like the reflection of a starry night sky in the sea, and reached grasping for her dream. far from her home, constantly barely scraping by, she found herself a stranger, somehow invisible to everyone who passed her by ... the brilliance that she upheld as her greatest belonging, the only treasure that she would always possess, going unrecognized.

but you had seen her somehow, understood the prideful astrologist who fights an uphill battle for respect, become the one person able to push past the waspish bitterness she had somehow rightfully harbored. you had offered your help, a hand up, wanting nothing more than to clear away the thick fog that had seemed to hide her true self from view. it was a gesture that said nothing less than "i care about you", a gesture she had silently hoped to see for so long.

and she took it; flushed with embarrassment, finally allowing herself to understand that she couldn't do it alone, and being set free by it; becoming finally able to showcase the erudite, archaic wisdom she was so proud of. you had presented her thoughtlessly and thoughtfully with what she needed and wanted most. you had helped her, refusing to let her feel indebted, and yet she would give anything in the world to make you happy, the person she loves most in the world and the person she thinks deserves all it has to offer.

♪ XIAO

it's an unfamiliar feeling, the complete lack of animosity and hostility and suspicion, the gaze upon him being a kind one for the first time in what seems like millennia. yours is a face he could never be tired of seeing, someone who clearly, truly cares for him. for so long he had been trapped in his strained, painful routine; an unshakable, constant underlying tension stole into every interaction, made him even seek a slight relief in the comfort of battle knowing he would return there eventually, no matter how long he was away.

now, however, that artificial relief is replaced with the truer feeling of admiration, maybe even a quiet adoration for you that he holds within himself, treasuring as the best version of him there is, understanding silently that he is capable of loving another person and that even after all this time he has not lost his humanity. you truly seem to bring out the best in him, and it means more than he could ever put into words.

he almost feels weightless, safe, like being with you is a shield that hides him from the world that demands his help in every waking moment, a softness that allows him to melt into the moments that he silently longs to spend with you forever. it's a gentle, serene exhaustion that overtakes him in a matter of moments, a silent pensiveness not unlike floating in the ocean and allowing yourself to be carried along by its gentle waves.

and he feels so strangely happy about it, finally somehow some semblance of normal, just another teenage boy with a person he likes. but he thinks this feeling must be more than the simple "puppy love" that everyone seems to go through, because with the way his breath falls away when his eyes fall on you, he can't imagine how anything in the world would ever get done.

♪ COLLEI

how could she ever allow herself to expect someone to love her? it's a question that she asks herself every day in disbelief at the way she settles into the motions of a relationship with you -- someone who offers a comforting eventuality that she thought would be difficult to ever find again. how ridiculous, such a question, that she would imagine there was someone willing to stay with her for so long, and yet you have, and it's almost a miracle to her.

she thanks the archon that she thought had forsaken her a time ago, but clearly that wasn't the case, because you became her blessing in disguise, and as you would tell it, she became yours. it still surprises and flusters and pleases and amazes her every time she hears your praise, your thrillingly sweet compliments, and she's more than a little embarrassed to admit that they make her feel so joyful to hear, but when she tells you this with a rose-red blush you simply smile and offer yet another.

it's shocking to her that you would accept her as she is, with her flaws, the huge deal breakers that she has always imagined them being. it was impossible for her to believe there was anyone in the world who could ignore them. the many that she has are so seemingly obvious to her, and yet it's like you don't even notice them, or if you do, you simply look past them and see the real her that she has only ever wanted people to love.

and you do, you love her, and she knows because you tell her so, tell her as often as you think she needs to hear it and as often as she wants to hear it. this is her happy ending that almost feels too amazing to be real, but it is, and she feels so heart-achingly happy that it fills her up with an almost chokingly powerful love that brings tears to her eyes, you are her one and only, someone she would be thrilled to be with until the end of time.

thank you so much for reading, and pls leave a like + reblog + follow if you enjoyed!!

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[definitelynotafurinasimp]

HI in response to your latest post; could i request dehya and collei reacting to you getting hurt? ty!! if not, feel free to ignore! have a lovely day!!

Them reacting to you getting hurt

Characters: Dehya / Collei x gn!reader (separate)

Warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: This is my first time writing for Dehya and since we don’t have that much information about her yet, I had to work with what we were given in the Archon quest so far, so if there’s something about her character I write, that turns out to be false, then I’m sorry

This is a bit shorter than my usual posts, so I hope you’re fine with that.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Dehya

While you didn’t pay her to be your bodyguard, seeing you get hurt still wasn’t something Dehya enjoyed in the slightest. After all, who’d hire a mercenary, that failed to keep their close one’s safe, to be their bodyguard. That being said, her reputation as a mercenary wasn’t the only reason for her to worry.

While you had promised Dehya to meet her near the tavern around lunch, your departure from home had to be postponed by a bit when you managed to stupidly injure yourself while cutting something, only to immediately head out once you were done treating your wound and cleaned up after yourself.

“There you are. We mercenaries tend to get paid for our time, so it would be nice if you didn’t keep me waiting-”, Dehya greeted you in a slightly annoyed tone, only for her face to change into that of worry when she saw the bandages around your hand. “What happened to your hand?”, she asked in a softer voice this time before grabbing your arm and inspecting it on her own.

“I accidentally cut myself. Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious”, your explanation immediately caused her to visibly relax before letting go of your hand.

“That’s good to hear. But be careful next time, the last thing I need is for people to talk about how I let you die of something as stupid as a kitchen knife”, Dehya responded with a small smile, only for the two of you two start walking towards the tavern where you had planned to arrive half an hour earlier.

And while you quickly forgot about this specific incident, going back to cutting things with not a worry in the world, whenever Dehya was present, you’d feel her eyes bore into your fingers while readying herself for the worst.

“Is something wrong? You’ve been staring at the knife and my hands for quite some time now”, you asked once you noticed, causing her to answer your question without even looking up for a second.

“Nothing. Just staring.”

Collei

Whenever you’d get hurt in front of Collei, it wouldn’t be long before she was by your side, either trying to treat your wound or distracting and cheering you up until it either stopped hurting as much or someone else arrived to help. And even if she’d be panicking behind her façade, you’d be the last to notice.

When you had told Collei you’d be climbing up a tree to get a better view of any possible withering zones, she didn’t question your plan too much, seeing as it made sense, only for her to suddenly wish she did, when she heard a branch break, followed by a small yelp from you and the sound of you falling to the ground. Within the blink of an eye, she was by your side, inspecting your body for any serious injuries.

“Are you hurt? Do you need me to get help?”, Collei started questioning you, only to be surprised when she saw a small smile flash up on your face.

“I should be fine, I can feel my toes, so it shouldn’t be that serious”, you assured her, causing her to let out a silent sigh. “That being said, the amount of pain my toes are in is hard to describe”, you continued, your smile having been replaced with a face more fitting to someone in pain.

“Okay, let’s try to get you back to the camp. I’m sure Master will have something against the pain”, Collei suggested while trying her best to hide her actual thoughts, only for you to nod before the two of you embarked on your way back.

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[kalilassecretplace]

Hi hi!! Im here to submit a tighnari x reader idea! I think taking care of a drunk flirty tighnari would be cute if you’re up for that?

Drunk loverman

Drunk!Tighnari x female!reader

Fluff, sfw

cw: Cursing, Tighnari being Tighnari the way I see him, alcohol obviously

n/a: This is so cute stooop the way I dropped my homework to write this instead LMAO, I honestly never got drunk or was with drunk people lol, don't ask me how, so it was a lot of research, I hope I made it good lol, I apologise in advance if there's any mistakes, I'm dyslexic and English is not my first language :>

*How did I got there?* the question keep repeating itself in the hybrid's head, and he would try to ask himself harder everytime anyone would violently bump into him. But then seeing her from far away, laughing and talking to the other forest rangers, he remembered the answer. He agreed to come only to see her. The party was a commun idea from all the rangers, and she agreed without hesitation. He would have said no, because he knew very well that water wasn't going to be the main drink of the night, and he knew much more how loud drunk people were, and his ears weren't willing to handle this. But how could he ever says no after he saw how thrilled she looked at the idea?

And that's how he ended up here, in a room full of noisy rangers, who pulled out their best bottles of wine and all sorts of alcohol for the occasion. He wasn't planning on drinking a single drop. First because being drunk was the last of his desire, and second because he didn't trust any of those peoples without someone watching over them. He was sitting on a sofa, in a corner of the room, his expression twisted in inconfort. But then he finally was able to put his eyes on her again, happily chatting with Collei, the both of them being one of the few who weren't drinking as well. As he got up to try and join them, as much as he knew he would regret it for the noise after, he got held back by two of his colleagues, grinning like two kids planning something.

"Hey Tighnari! You HAVE to check this thing out, i' is sO good!" the first one said, with a little hiccup.

"No, thank you Amir. I don't plan on-" he got cut off by the loudest scream ever, his eyes and ears aggressively twitching, before he grabbed the cup from the others hand and downed it in one shot. The other two rangers hyped him up, shocked at the fact he did actually drank it. Then, grumbling "fuck that, I am not doing this sober anymore", he went over to the drinks and impulsively downed a few others.

On y/n side, she was enjoying her evening in a peaceful way. But she spent a good amount of her time looking for Tighnari, even if it has only been a little while since it started, she wondered if he actually came at all. Collei went over and chatted with her for a bit, however, as much as she loved the apprentice, she couldn't really focus on anything else than finding her fox friend in the crowd. He said he was coming, didn't he? She was kind of disappointed for a split second, but her train of thoughts was cut short, as she heard the voice she was looking forward to hear, but not with the tone of voice she was expecting.

"Well hello there, beautiful." he said, looking straight into her eyes, coming from behind her.

"Tighnari?! You're here!" she happily underlined, "You're drunk?!" she panicked, the realisation of his state hitting her. Out of everyone, he was the last one she expected to see drunk tonight.

"What's with the big eyes?" he whispered inches from her face, as he gently put as strand of her hair behind her ear.

She was slowly decomposing inside, in complete denial that anything that was happening was real right now. He was holding onto her shoulder for balance, and his cheeks were pinkish. It was too much to handle for the poor Collei on the side, who cleared her throat loudly enough for the pair to turn to her. She declared she would be "leaving the two of you to it", and no matter what she said, Collei wasn't turning back, nor was she slowing down, literally running away from them. As she was confused what to do, he quickly took the opportunity to even do something away from her.

"Why are you always so mesmerising to look at?" the fennec boy said, and you snapped your head back in front of you.

"A-Alright", she put her hand on his shoulder and put distance between the two of them, let's bring you back, you're not you right now-

"Noooo", he whined letting himself slightly fall on her, wrapping his arms around her body messily, "I wanna stay with you.. All this other idiots are horribly noisy and annoying tonight! So reckless and unescessary loud, I would have never showed up if it wasn't for you, you can't leave me like this!" he protested with his head resting on her shoulder.

It caused her face to burn even more than it already was. She lightly patted his back, as out of character as this whole thing was, he still managed to be him.

"I'm staying with you, but not here." she almost pleaded, feeling some people's eyes on her, gosh she won't be able to face anyone after that.

She noticed his tail wagging after her proposition, and he pulled himself back up, stumbling. You put your arm under his shoulders, and he gladly took the opportunity to lean on you, while the two of you slowly walked out of the room. The first minutes of the way were filled by Tighnari's giggles, as he complimented everything he could about you. From you shining eyes, to the way you would brighten up any places you would enter in. He would also sometimes proceed to sarcastically criticise whoever he was thinking of, and he reeked of alcohol. She didn't want to take anything he said about her at heart, because she knew he was under the influence of the drinks, and now was not the time anyway. Though she couldn't help but wish everything he said were his actual thoughts about her.

After finally reaching his house, you helped him on his bed, it felt like he would fell straight to the ground without help to balance.

"Stay with me a bit longer, y/n, please." he looked at you with a pout on his face.

You tried and keep your face as neutral as possible, putting the blanket over him. You started thinking of what you were supposed to do in case you have to take care of a drunk person. First, you knew he needed to drink water.

"I'm not leaving until I did everything I can to assure you're in the best conditions for tonight, don't worry." you smiled gently at him, thankful for the dark of the room that was making you blush practically invisible. You went in the kitchen to fill him a glass of water, and then sat down on the bed next to him. As you helped him sitting back up, holding his back, you couldn't contain a little laugh, the tables had turned. He would usually be the one taking care of people this way, if you remembered right, it was your first time taking care of him. He didn't let go of your fingers after, keeping them like they were the most precious thing on earth. Then, she told herself talking to him was probably a good idea, maybe that'll help him falk asleep.

"So, why did you even got drunk for?" she scoffed, finally letting out the question she had a the tip of her tongue.

"Ugh", he complained, "I hated it there. I don' know, I acted recklessly, that was so stupid of me, damn it."

"Oh come on, it's okay-

- But I'm not the stupidest here, you are! So oblivious to my flirting, I'm pretty sure the whole entirety of Gandharva Ville knows but no, you don't notice!"

She stayed completely frozen, her mouth half open. Well, he sure was even more honest than usual, as hard as it is to believe. She pretended she didn't hear anything, clearing out her throat, but he was still playing with her fingers, looking into her eyes. Before he could say anything more, she puts her other hand on his mouth.

"We'll talk about it all tomorrow, okay? I promise." she nervously said.

"Not like any of us can escape the conversation now!" he spat out, slightly laughing. "But... I really mean it. Everything about you!!" He abruptly stand back up.

She softly push him back down on the bed, shushing him. Then, she told him it would be best if he tried to sleep now.

"You-" he started.

"Yes," she breathed, "I'm staying, I promise."

He smiled before he started complaining about the beginning of a headache, expected, she said. As he went on talking about literally everything that came into his mind with zero filter, they spent their evening together, him holding her hand, while she was sat on the ground beside the bed, her hand and arm residing on it. And as they both fell asleep, while one was already forgetting half of the events, the other had them still very clearly in mind.

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[starrysimps]

Let The Wind Guide Us [Venti x (f)Pregnant Reader

A/N: A little bit of angst, not too much. I loved this plot too much to not write this. Let me know what you think and if I should do more next. Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. Also C/n stands for child’s name. Also this isn’t proofread yet I’ll do it later today or tomorrow.

Word Count: 1.09k

Pairing: Venti x Fem!PregnantReader

Warnings: Drinking I guess

  “Venti, we’ve talked about this already. You can’t keep coming home at two in the morning because you want to drink all night.” You said to a drunk Venti. “Ehe~” Was the only response you received. Getting even more frustrated with Venti, you snapped. “You know what, I’m done with this! I’m done with you Venti!” You yelled, and left your shared apartment.

1st POV 

     I knocked on Rosaria’s door, hoping she would answer. Luckily she opened the door. “Y/n, what are you doing here at this time?” Asked a sleepy eyed Rosaria. “Well I ended things with Venti, and I was wondering if I could stay here for a bit.” I stated bluntly. “I guess, come in and we can talk about what happened between you and Lord Barsibato.” Rosaria said, being the only one knowing that secret besides the traveler. “It’s Barbatos.” I said, laughing as I went into Rosaria’s house.

     “Do you want any wine?” Rosaria asked. “NO!” I yelled. “Sorry, that's why I left Venti. Plus it wouldn’t be good for the baby.” I said. Rosaria’s eyes widened and she almost spit out her drink. “BABY?!” She asked, still shocked from the news. “Oh yeah, that…haha…” I said nervously. “Does Venti know?” She asked. “We had a dinner date planned for tonight, I was going to tell him then. He didn’t come as usual.” I said. “Oh, so he was drinking again.” Rosaria said. “Yes! I wish for once that he would take things seriously! Especially my concerns for him!” I said, getting frustrated. “Well it’s alright Y/n. You can stay at my place for as long as you need to.” Rosaria said.

     “Thank you Rosaria.” I replied. “Although, it probably won’t be long before he finds out that you’re pregnant.” Rosaria said, stating a good point. I sighed. “I know, I plan to move to Sumeru so that he doesn’t find out. Plus I have a good friend who lives there.” I said.

*Two weeks pass and I wave goodbye to Rosaria as I head off to Sumeru.*

[TIME SKIP-6 YEARS LATER]

     “I can’t believe this little girl is almost six!” Collei said. “I know, she’s gotten so big!” I said, smiling. “Mommy, where are we going?” C/n asked. “We’re going to the Windblume Festival in Mondstadt. Auntie Rosaria invited us to come.” I told her. “6 years later and you’re finally going back?” Collei asked. “Yes, I miss my home, plus the festival is a great way to have fun.” I said. “Well since I’m going too, we’ll have extra fun!” Collei said. “Yay Collei!” C/n said excitedly.

*Y/n, Collei, and C/n go to Rosaria’s house in Mondstadt.*

     Once we met Rosaria at her house, I let Collei take C/n out to play for a bit until we met up with them later. “C/n sure has grown a lot.” Rosaria stated. “Haha yeah.” I replied. “She looks a lot like Venti too.” She said “I know, she has his personality too.” I said as I sighed. Rosaria laughed. “Let’s go meet up with Collei and C/n before they cause any trouble together.” I said, as me and Rosaria left to find Collei and C/n.

……………

     Once we met with Collei and C/n, I took c/n to play with the small group of kids near the Barbatos statue. I sat on a small bench as I watched C/n play with the other children.

     A few minutes later C/n ran up to me and grabbed my hand. “Mommy! Mommy! Come look at this man singing! He’s so good! He likes music just like daddy!” C/n said. By the time she had finished talking, we were standing in front of him. My eyes widen as I realize who it is. It was Venti. “Y-Y/n, is that really you.” He asked. “Yes.” I replied, mentally face palming myself for answering him.

     “Who’s this?” He asks, pointing to C/n. “Oh, this is C/n.” I said. “Mhm! My birthday is tomorrow! I’m turning six!” C/n said. “That’s right, you’re so smart.” I said, as I laughed at C/n. “Six years old…?” Venti said, confused. My eyes widen as I realize what C/n just said. “But that would mean…” Venti continues as he looks at me with slightly teary eyes. 

     “Y/n… Is C/n my daughter…?” Venti asks. “Yes.” I say as I bite my lip, waiting for a response. “W-why didn’t you tell me?” He asked. “Well I was going to, but you never showed up for our date that night.” I replied. “I’m sorry Y/n. I truly am. I hope you can forgive me for my foolish decisions. I would like to be a part of C/n’s life.” Venti said. “What about your drinking problem?” I asked.

     “Oh, hello Y/n, Venti. It’s been quite some time since I’ve last seen you both. I’m surprised I haven’t seen you at the tavern in a few years Venti.” Kaeya said as he passed by. “What…?” I asked. “Yeah, after you left I stopped drinking. I realized that I made a stupid decision. I put wine before you, and I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry for everything Y/n. I really do hope that you can forgive me.” He said. “I do forgive you, but this doesn’t mean things can just go back to the way they used to be.” I said. “Yeah, we have a kid this time.” He said as he laughed. I rolled my eyes.

     A few seconds later, I called C/n over. “C/n, this is your dad.” I said. She smiled and her face lit up. “Yay! I finally got to meet daddy!” C/n said. Venti smiled. “I like the sound of that.” He said. “Mommy and Daddy should get married!” C/n said. “Woah there, slow down a little bit.” I said. “Ehe~” C/n laughed. Me and Venti both laughed with C/n.

     Rosaria and Collei watched from a distance. “Are you crying…?” Rosaria asked Collei. “It’s just so sweet.” Collei said, wiping her tears. They both smiled. “So I take it that we’re not telling them that we set this up?” Rosaria asked. “No, but C/n is really the one to thank. Without her being as smart as she is and following directions, this wouldn’t have worked.” Collei stated. “Yeah, that’s right.” Rosaria said. They both laughed.

*A few months later Venti proposed, I said yes and we got married at the Cathedral.*

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[senpiecakes]

Person A: Why don’t you like talking about your feelings? Did you go through unspeakable trauma or something?

Person B, experienced unspeakable trauma: My life IS speakable. I just don’t like talking about it.

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