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miokki · 8 months

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✦ WHEN YOU STUMBLE ON THEM SLEEPING

✰ synopsis: sumeru boys and their sleepy antics

✰ pairing(s): alhaitham, cyno, kaveh and tighnari x gn!reader (all seperate)

✰ content warnings: just fluff

✰ note: i actually wrote this in feb around alhaitham’s birthday so im trying to get my scraps out. also fyi i read @/mrpenguinpants’s green slumber recently is similar.

❈ ALHAITHAM

you had just gone over the summary for your newest assignment with alhaitham, who was dear enough to sit down in the house of daena and go over it with you. the assignment itself wasn’t particularly challenging, yet it didn't align with your interest in study. that was the main reason you asked your boyfriend to assist in your studies. yet from when you'd started your explanation to the time it took you to lift your head from the pages in your lap, you found your boyfriend slumped in his chair, as soft snores left his mouth.

you’re pretty confident in thinking that your voice wasn’t that boring, well, at least not to the greatness of making the acting grand sage alhaitham fall asleep. it was either that or the shiny new title had taken its toll on alhaitham much harder than you had anticipated. but being sure of alhaitham’s abilities, you'd doubt that your boyfriend wouldn’t let something like that beat him so easily. however, rather than dwelling on it, you put the pile of papers back down onto the table you were sitting on before settling back onto the table.

with alhaitham, defenceless under your regard, you decide to use every moment to further soak his features into your brain. his arms laying on both armrests as his head leaned off to the left. shamelessly watching from above as he bathed in the afternoon sunlight, which only seemed to enhance his glowing complexion. even after the longest time, you are still awestruck at how gorgeous and lovely he is. however, you were only able to truly appreciate this after he let go of his tight guard.

but still, there isn’t a single day you don’t remind yourself of it, not that you have to. it feels like you can’t pull your eyes away, stuck in a trance with him as your man focal point. that was, until you realise you've blown your horribly disguised cover for how sickeningly infatuated you are with him. alhaitham, now staring at you with both a surprised and an embarrassed expression on his face, his ears starting to redden before his eyes close again.

pulling yourself out of your daze, you slowly bring your hand to his cheek, softly caressing it. his skin soft as you feel your lover lean into your touch. dragging your thumb across his face as you watch his eyelashes fluttering, his eyes still shut. you notice a small smile sprawled across his lips, the upwards tug on alhaitham’s lips becoming apparent.

“i know you’re awake, pretty boy,” you tease, using your fingertips to gently move his hair covering his eyes.

alhaitham chuckles as he opens his eyes, crimson red and green, gazing into you. you look at him as he places his hand on top of yours, caging your hand on his face. the action feeling both needy and almost desperate. your boyfriend laughing inwardly before looking you in the eyes.

“let me indulge for a bit longer, just this once, habibti.”

❈ CYNO

the title ‘general mahamatra’ is a hefty title to uphold, many become overwhelmed by the responsibility, therefore, avoiding the title as a goal. yet cyno maintains it, and he does it well. so much so that it occasionally stresses you that your boyfriend doesn’t rest enough and might become overworked. albeit, a habit to visit him while he's working just to make sure he's okay. so when you come across him fast asleep in his office, you can’t help but sigh in relief, glad he’s resting up for once. sumeru’s general mahamatra deserves to slack off every once and a while, no? this is deeming that he does a vast majority of sumeru’s upkeeping.

quickly and quietly, you slip through the small gap between the wall and the door, the door slightly squeaking as it brushes against your chest before you get through. you sigh once you're inside and swiftly shut the door to cyno's office. observing your, your view the few nicely potted plants and the tall bookshelves in the back with hundreds of untouched books. and the centrepiece to complete; cyno’s desk, with him, slouched in his chair, arms crossed and his hat still on.

you don’t understand why the akademiya even bothered giving him an office. cyno is supposed outside for almost all of the day, the exception being when he comes back to report things that have happened throughout his duties. he enjoys being outdoors and in action. him, being inside the office defeats the purpose of being a matra. although it is a good place to cool down when the time is presented.

speaking of which, you’re feeling a bit brave today, enough so that you’ve chosen to approach the unconscious general. your body shifting around objects until you're behind his desk, standing beside his figure. keeping a close eye on him in case of any sign of consciousness.

unsurprisingly and one would debate, fortunately(me), you got distracted, your boyfriend being the distractant. spacing out, your only focus was cyno’s sleeping figure whose body moved up and down as he breathed. his lightly tanned skin putting you in a trance, remembering how you reminded him to moisturise for the thousandth time. and his sweet, sweet-toned abs that others swoon over while you are fortuitous enough to rest your head on every night whenever you two are home together relaxing.

it was only after a good five minutes of just marvelling at his abs do you decide to do the next big thing. take off his hat. the hat which was ever so kindly shadowing his facial features. slowly reaching out with your hand, grasping the thing in your hand before gently lifting off your boyfriend's hat.

“boo.”

cyno blatantly said, his monotone voice echoing off the patterned walls as well as your scream. his hat was surprisingly nowhere to be seen as it bounced onto the ground.

“archons, i think i died for a second. baby, that wasn’t funny,” you exclaimed.

“it was pretty funny,” he smiled, biting back a laugh.

“was not,” you mumbled, his arms welcoming you as you fell into his touch.

❈ KAVEH

you were just returning from work, the sun already setting as you arrived at your doorstep. today had been particularly tiring. while there was no problem at hand, your energy levels seemed unusually low. the only thing motivating you to finish well was your desire to go home, have a nice dinner and snuggle in bed with your boyfriend, kaveh, who often stays the night even if he didn’t get locked out of his shared home. even so, you found the man knocking at your door almost every two days, his keys suspiciously disappearing every time.

as this occurrence became a near routine, you decided to give kaveh the spare set of keys to your place. hoping that he would let himself in when you would work late and generally when you weren't available. although, when you first proposed the idea he was far from with it, saying he'll lose the keys like he does his own. it’s only when you dropped it in his hand, closed it up and held it promising to him that you wanted him to have it did he hesitantly agree.

and it's true, you do trust him, you've trusted him more than you ever have with someone. you trust him with the key to your home, not only because you love him but because your boyfriend has a kind heart. the kindest you've come to know and you couldn't dream of kaveh doing something to break your faith in him. besides, the interior of your home has never looked better, and it still feels like home despite the altercations.(fr)

speaking of which, you let out a loud sigh as you shut the front door behind you. kicking off your shoes as you announce your presence. however, you get no response. placing your things down, yelling out your lover's name this time, quietly listening for any signs of kaveh being here. but again nothing, making you think that you've been talking to the house the entire time instead of a person.

still not convinced, you search through all the rooms of your house until you catch a glimpse of blonde hair through the gap between the bedroom door. your eyes lighting up as you quickly walk closer, pushing the door open and walking in to see him sleeping sprawled out on top of the bedsheets. his back facing you as soft breathing filled your ears.

you've come to feel relieved whenever you see kaveh, his presence alone is enough to make your body relax naturally. your body unconsciously moves closer to him when he's nearby. you sigh as you sit beside his figure, the mattress sinking under your weight and the sheets rustling as your hands explore, eventually reaching his exposed back.

since the start of the relationship, you've gained a habit of running your hands across kaveh's skin, tracing shapes and letters into it. constantly drawing random words and shapes into any body part of his you had access to, obviously, if he let you. occasionally peppering kissing on the area as you doodle to your heart's content. as for this instance, your eye caught sight of his open back seeing as the perfect opportunity to trace the shoulder blade and draw little basic shapes.

kaveh secretly loves it. he loves that you make him feel special with your undivided attention solely on him, a smile appearing on his lips as he's under your gaze. he loves the drag of your fingertips against his skin, the warm touch calming him down. kaveh loves you as you draw stars into his sensitive skin, unbeknownst to the fact that he's awake as you whispering "i love you"s under your breath, loving that you secretly pine over him too.

❈ TIGHNARI

tighnari had been particularly worried about a certain deadline he had to meet. while he often does lectures at the akademiya, this specific class he’s been taking lectures for, hasn't been absorbing the lecture’s content as well as anticipated. therefore, his need to edit the coursework in a way the amurta students would both understand and fascinate them.

although, you wouldn't imagine your boyfriend being so concerned. perhaps it's due to the lack of idea of how to teach or that the new mightn't work either, yet he can’t seem to let it rest. sure it is normal for professors to worry a healthy amount about their students’ studies yet he almost seems obsessed with it. it's the only thing that has come out of his mouth all week.

as in you two are doing reports of the forests in pending health, and he avoids talking about anything but the upcoming lecture. oh? you’re trying to fill out some unfinished paperwork, tighnari is talking his head off about the plans he has. even when you finally think that you'll be free of his chatterings he still manages to mention it when the two of you are laying in bed.

while you do enjoy listening to your boyfriend’s most obscure ramblings you'd very rarely hold him against it's becoming more than something he's interested in. observing it now, it's now borderline obsessive. so much so that you've decided to put some distance between the two of you for now, opting to take another forest ranger’s patrol of the forest. this was in hopes that it would help you clear your mind and start a new leaf before speaking to your lover again.

taking a deep, much-needed breath, largely filling your lungs, letting your cheeks puff up before exhaling slowly. you shake your hands at your sides which seemed to be a nervous habit, and then push aside the leafy doors, calling out his name to announce your presence. However, to your surprise, you soon find him sound asleep, using a stack of papers as a pillow.

you gazed at him as his dark, silky locks of hair shined in the sun, his unreasonably, pale porcelain skin giving him a natural glow. the sight stopping you in your tracks for a few minutes just to admire his utterly cute face. yet the position tighnari was sitting in and the way your boyfriend was leaning over the desk seemed far from beneficial to both his posture and neck.

“nari, my love.” you hummed as you walked to his side.

you could only watch as your lover’s fluffy ears twitched in your direction due to the sweetness in your tone. yet you only hear a grumble and some squirming in his seat from the man.

“come on, hun.” you whisper as your left hand travels to his shoulder, your thumb rubbing back and forth into his skin.

tighnari lifts his head this time, his eyes barely open, hair sticking to his face and forehead only to see you looking with your gentle gaze he can never say no to.

“what time is it?” the man asks, rubbing his eyes and looking around.

your partner’s ears perk up when you giggle, smiling as he listens to your angelic voice, the sound always hitting his ears in the best way imaginable. his eyes lighting up and sparkling as soon as sees you smile.

“its afternoon now.” you reply, feeling him nuzzle into your touch when you run your free hand through his hair.

“why did you leave me for so long?”

“oh you know why.”

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crimsonji · 1 year

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୨୧ Unspoken Feelings of a Matra

“ a certain someone has caught the eye of general cyno without even trying… “

ft. cyno x gn!reader

cw: fluff, mutual pining, cyno is sickly in love w you (same energy as a schoolgirl crush), wingman tighnari!!!!!!, bullet point notes, wrote this while brainrotting, not proofread

>> 🍁 kazuha's musings : ty to @seveninchesfrominsanity for brainrotting with me about this… cyno is such a dork ugh I love him he’s great. also I hope it’s alr I included the concept that Collei has a bunch of romance novels!!! It’s such a funny and cute idea it was hard not to mention it somehow. I always seem to be spilling paragraphs when it’s about Cyno

Cyno vividly remembers the first day he met you, which was when he had to confront you about the recent case of a group of Akademiya students smuggling canned knowledge and illegally selling them to certain classmates of yours. Right away he knew something was… Off about you, different. Back then he couldn’t put his finger on it, already too focused on the issue at hand to delve into the reasoning behind the way his mind felt more at ease simply by your presence.

You looked fairly unfazed when Cyno walked over to you with the same stoic look on his face, carrying that intense aura around him wherever he went. All you greeted him was a polite smile that he could tell wasn’t forced, not one bit. Your overall presence and conversation that somehow slowly turned more relaxed thanks to you put Cyno at ease—even if it was only slightly.

When you became acquainted, Cyno would have just called you ordinary. An ordinary Akademiya student who hadn’t even heard about knowledge capsules being spread around until Cyno had inquired you about it—him being fairly surprised when you insisted to Celestia and back with helping him with investigating; as you were quite agitated by students who seemed to take their time at the almighty Akademiya for granted. Now, he wouldn’t say it out loud but there would be much, much more he’d have to say about you…

He shouldn’t dwell too much on the details, though. In the end, you ended up helping him out and getting your hands on leads that he probably wouldn’t have been able to obtain if this was a one-man operation. From that day forward, you’d be happy to call the matra one of your friends and he would as well. Surprisingly Cyno had found himself running into you quite often; at some point he would’ve just thought wherever he was you probably weren’t too far off.

One day, Cyno decided he should test one of his latest jokes on you—one that had been brewing in his mind for at least a week or so. He normally told jokes as to “lighten the mood”, but you already seemed to act natural around him. It’s alright, he might as well take this opportunity to stop pestering Tighnari with his latest material and, if he was lucky enough, to strengthen your bond at the same time.

Once he had told the joke, the last thing he was expecting was watching your face break out into a huge smile and hearing you softly giggle at him… Huh, he wasn’t anticipating this to happen. You must be easily amused or maybe his jokes have gotten better! He’ll be sure to relay this information to Tighnari soon.

Tighnari couldn’t contain the slight irk on his face once Cyno told him that a poor soul out there was subjected to one of Cyno’s jokes and actually found them funny. And he couldn’t help but notice the upbeat of Cyno’s mood or the barely visible smile on his face when he was talking about you…

Cyno developed a habit of telling his jokes more often around you—telling himself that as your friend, a part of his duty is to make your day better with his corny jokes. But maybe, just maybe, deep down there was another reason to this. Like the way your eyes squinted and creased at the sides, a faint dimple or two that showed on your muscles whenever you smiled; or was it that wonderfully soft laugh that rang in Cyno’s eardrums?

He wanted to keep hearing you laugh, to see you smile because of him. Yes, it’s perfectly normal for someone to want to see their friend happy. Not only that, but this foreign feeling had begun to form and flutter around Cyno’s chest; a strangely light and airy sensation that at times clouded his sharp mind. Was it normal to be feeling like this? He had never felt this way when he first met you, so why was it growing stronger by each interaction he had with you…

Moreover, why did Cyno want to chase this feeling? Was he sick, maybe? Or something had happened in the past weeks he had befriended you that slipped past him? Now, just thinking about you made his stomach fill with butterflies and chest tighten in such an uncomfortable and wonderfully weird way.

“…Are you stupid?”

“Pardon?”

Cyno stared at Tighnari blankly as he stared back, face written in obvious annoyance and deadpan. Cyno had taken a quick visit to Gandharva Ville and looked for Tighnari to discuss his… dilemma with you. Once Cyno had relayed your past encounters and his ‘symptoms’, that was when he was gifted with a painfully unamused look from his close friend.

Tighnari looked conflicted almost, trying to think of what to say in a way where Cyno still understood his point; letting out an exasperated sigh. “Listen, I’m not expert in this, but… I think you just have a crush on them.” he guessed just being plainly honest was the best method instead of sugercoating it.

Unfortunately for Tighnari, Cyno just happened to be as dumb as a rock when it came to relationships. Cyno shot him a cold glare, face slightly reddening at Tighnari’s words. Oh boy, he’s still in the denial stage.

He quirked an eyebrow, “What do you mean by that?”

“Well, everything you said seems to check out my hypothesis.” Tighnari casually stated, absentmindedly pulling out a notebook and jotting down some notes for a reason unknown to Cyno.

When he looked back up at him, he just looked… confused. Still totally lost while he was desperately trying to connect the pieces to no success in his brain. If he kept this up any longer, Tighnari’s brain would probably melt from how dense he was being.

“How would you feel if they went on a date with another guy?” Tighnari blurred out and flipped his notebook shut; carefully watching Cyno’s reaction as his eyes widened at the strangely sudden question.

He may be well versed in keeping a neutral face, but Cyno couldn’t contain the grimace when he further pondered on the hypothetical scenario; remembering the numerous times he’s heard your laughter only this time, it’s because of another person.

“…Tch.”

“See~?” Tighnari was halfway-amused by Cyno’s strong reaction to this idea, “Might as well admit it now instead of letting yourself suffer in denial—Master Tighnari’s always right, as they say…”

At this point, Tighnari and Collei had met you a couple of times; just enough to get familiar with what you were like. It was suffering for Tighnari to watch Cyno blush and get tongue-tied just from you looking at him or seeing Cyno stand there like a lovesick buffoon; staring at you from afar after parting ways.

Collei had listened to a few muttering complaints about Cyno’s dense attitude from Tighnari a couple of times; but she was mostly too embarrassed to try and give her own input on Cyno’s situation. The only kind of intense love she felt for someone was familial and for Amber, and Collei always thought she was too young to be thinking about things like dating…

However, she did have a varied collection of romance light novels stored away in a bin in her bedroom. This genre wasn’t something she would’ve chosen herself, but Amber seems to keep sending them for whatever reason… But, maybe these books could prove some use to Cyno! It wasn’t much, but it felt like it was the least she could do after Cyno helped her through such difficult times in the past…

She’s way too flustered to try and give these to Cyno in person, so she wraps them in paper and asks Tighnari to give them to Cyno next time he visits. Tighnari had tried asking what exactly she was giving him, but decided it wasn’t anything to worry about and gave the package to Cyno without a word.

Fair to say he was really surprised by the contents of the package, carefully reading the note Collei had written.

“I’m not exactly sure what your relationship is with (Name), but both Master Tighnari know you seem to really care about them! Amber kept giving me these books when sending letters, and I think they’d be useful for you right about now. P.S. Please don’t tell Master Tighnari I gave you these! He’d probably confiscate them if he knew… -Collei”

Cyno’s conversation with Tighnari had stuck with him for a while, he needed some time to sit on it. Sure, he liked you, but romantically? Romance was something that never interested him once, but if the context is related to you somehow, then…

He needed to confirm this possibility for himself. Next time he’d meet you, he’ll take note of how he was feeling before he saw you and after; call it a little experiment of his. Only thing is, the simple thought of running into you made Cyno more excited than it’s worth.

Poor guy just really needs a wake up call. It takes a long while for Cyno to finally stop lying to himself and say “Yes, I like them.” once he did accept this, he was still trying to wrap his brain around the concept of love. Tighnari was so relieved that the constant gnawing feeling could finally stop once his friend came to terms with his romantic attraction for you, but that would only be the beginning to a long, never-ending journey…

Now with Cyno’s acceptance arc out of the way, he decides it’s time to find a way to try and convey how he feels in a very discreet way (keyword; discreet) He had taken a few notes on the romantic novels Collei had gifted him, deducing that people favour grand romantic gestures and dates at places that ‘set the mood’, per say.

Tighnari had been convinced to help Cyno in his mission to impress you multiple times. He could have easily said no, but maybe a part of him did want to see his friend happy with someone he clearly cared a lot about.

Cyno always said went to Tighnari to discuss new ideas to win your affection; and one time he told Cyno that you probably liked people who made you laugh, and that he already had some form of advantage(?) in this category.

As soon as he said that, the pit of dread formed in his stomach once he saw the scarily excited and determined look on Cyno’s face. Now he had a new reasoning behind his jokes: one, to ‘lighten’ the mood and two, to see you happy.

“(Name).” You perked your head up from the book you were reading to look at Cyno, who was going through a set of Genius Invokation cards to match with the newest ‘meta’.

When you returned his gaze with a curious look, Cyno could feel his cheeks burn; but he kept his face apathetic, “I’d like to tell a joke.” he said.

“Sure!” You chirped back, closing the book shut and turning all your attention to your friend.

He coughs, “Why do we tell actors to ‘break a leg’?”

“I don’t know?”

“…To get into the ‘cast’.”

… Was it not funny? Cyno frowned, he was sure that’d make you laugh, maybe if he were to explain it then—

“Hehe… Ahaha…!” you cut off his thoughts when he heard you laugh, a sweetly airy and genuine giggle that matched perfectly with the adorable smile on your face. You were cute, he thought, eyes softening at your reaction only to find himself with a question that would forever be left unanswered.

Whenever he tried to make you fall for him, why would he only fall harder?

Tighnari ended up finding himself perched up in a tree while tinkering with a pair of binoculars; spying over you and Cyno’s afternoon “date”. (Collei had caught him up in a tree or two on a number of occasions, but she had managed to put the pieces together on what he was doing and to not interfere despite how curious she was…)

I don’t think it could even be called a date, it was more like a casual hangout between two people but one of them had happen to be sickly smitten over their friend. It had taken an embarrassing amount of courage for Cyno to ask you out to lunch, Tighnari quietly hyping him up and sending a weak thumbs up before watching him go and talk to you.

It had been going well so far, Tighnari ignoring the way Cyno sometimes tripped up on his words or looked like he was desperately trying to hold it together; but well enough that the two of you were having a good time. He zoomed further in, amplifying the focus as he watched you two casually talk and walk along the path leading to Sumeru City.

The reason why Cyno had asked Tighnari to watch was to take notes on his ‘performance’. He already scribbled a few lines onto the paper; such as ‘body too stiff’ and ‘speak louder you lummox!!!!!’ The mostly uneventful event continued as expected, Tighnari having to awkwardly shuffle into a corner of the restaurant you ate lunch at without getting noticed by you. He was mostly waiting on Cyno to do something he had planned before the designated time of your date, which was to give you a Sumeru rose and proclaim a brief and romantic speech before you left.

When that moment did come, the words only got caught in Cyno’s throat when you innocently turned to look at him after grabbing your attention. Was is always this difficult to speak? Or was it just your glowing radiance that made the matra quite literally stunned. He awkwardly crumpled the small sheet of paper stuffed into the fist of his hand, eyes turned down to the grassy fields supporting his feet before pulling a Sumeru rose from behind his back.

Cyno saw your eyes widen slightly in his peripheral vision, before a smile spread across your face with no restraint.

“…I had fun today, and I heard people give each other gifts to show their appreciation. So this is for you.” he quietly choked out, hand extended outwards to you and praying you didn’t see the slight quiver in his fingertips and palms sweating.

“Pff— Ahahahah…! I may or may not have gotten a rose for you, too…” you sheepishly reached behind you to reveal a freshly picked red rose in your grasp, its petals still in full bloom and painted in a beautiful red like wine.

When did you get that? He was sure he would’ve noticed it… Also, was he dreaming right now? He honestly felt like he may of passed out right then are there, but he quietly plucked the flower from your hands as you did the same. Cyno stared at it contemplated, staring at the individual petals before looking back at you with disbelief.

“But, why…?”

You cocked your head to the side confused, “Why? I think we both know the answer, wouldn’t you agree?” you smiled knowingly at the white haired man in front of you, grinning at his cutely dumbfounded expression.

“Your friend Tighnari knows a lot about plants, so I’m sure he knows the meaning of certain flowers…” your words trailed off and eyes wandered to the rose in Cyno’s hand, Cyno missing the red tint on your cheeks as you turned away.

“I should get going now.”

“Do you want me to accompany you?”

“Oh, no need. The sun’s just start setting, I’ll be okay. Be safe on your way home, Cyno!” you waved happily goodbye, quickly setting off on your way while Cyno stood there—slowly watching your form walk towards the horizon until he couldn’t see you anymore.

He looked down at the red rose, the meaning behind them…

“All roses tend to flourish best in full sunlight.” Tighnari approached Cyno slowly from behind, stretching his arms and turning to look at him with a somewhat smug smile tugging at his lips “They grow in moist, well-drained soil in warm environments. And as for the meaning…

The red variety symbolize passion and love. Some think the deeper the shade represents how committed you are to someone; but it depends on the person. I suppose. What do you think, Cyno?”

Really, he couldn’t be more happier.

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ventisweetheart · 1 year

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Whenever you have free time, may I request a Xiao (any maybe Cyno and Al-Haitham too if you want) catching a reader self-harming and then comforting them?

I need me some sh comfort—

Comforting the reader with sh

✧ Xiao, Cyno

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✧ A/n: Of course I can! For anyone out there feeling like this, know that you're not alone and you are loved! I know this pain all too well, I am always free if anyone needs to talk <3 Also, I did not write for Al-Haitham this time because I am working on understanding his character more so I can write for him better!

✧ Warnings: Self-harm, blood mentions, scars, wounds, Gn!Reader

✧Xiao

Xiao is actually kind of shocked but, understanding

He is not angry at you and he wants you to know that

He wishes he had known sooner and blames himself for not paying enough attention to your feelings and if you had been acting different at all

He isn't the best at words and comforting so, he would be more physical in this matter if you let him

Is terrified to lose you but, he puts his feelings aside for the matter and focused on you only

You sat on the foot of your shared bed, staring with teary eyes at the fresh wounds you just created. Xiao wasn't home at the moment so, you didn't bother locking the door. You once again, put the small blade in contact with clean skin and, unexpectedly the door flung open. The first thing that Xiao's eyes land on in the blade in your hand.

He knew.

''Hey, stop!'' Those words slipped out unconsciously, startling you. You weren't going to try and hide he knew now and he can't unsee it. Realizing that he scared you, he repeats quite apologies and slowly walks to you. He puts his hand out to take the object from you, giving in, you let him take it.

''Hey... look I am not mad.'' Tears flow down your cheeks, they are unstoppable at this point. He sits on his knees in front of you and takes one of your hands in his.

''Xiao I- I am sorry.'' He shakes his head at these words and opens his arms, asking if he can hug you. You bury your head in his shoulder and he takes your trembling body in his arms and rubs gentle circles on your back, hoping that it will calm you down. From this day forward he will do anything in his power to help you see and feel how special you really are.

✧Cyno

He tries to be calmer in this situation

Gives you plenty of words of affirmation

He gives you eye contact and listens to everything you want to get off your chest

You will never leave his sight until he knows you're better

Takes really good care of you, he'll change out your bandages as needed, disinfect, and will stay home with you a lot more.

Cyno decided to surprise you by coming home early today. He arrives at your shared home and enters with a smile, ready to be greeted by you with your kisses.

But you weren't there this time.

Confused, he closes the door behind him quietly and sits on the couch, waiting for you to come out to surprise you. About 20 minutes pass and there is still no sign of you, and so, he goes to the bedroom to look for you. And to his relief you're there but, something is off. You're sitting on the floor, with your back turned to the door. Your eyes are wide. You didn't know he was coming this early.

''Doll? Are.. you alright?'' You hear him take steps towards you and you quickly slide the shinny object under in your sleeve. You turn to him with a smile.

''Cy! You're home early!'' Yeah. He wasn't buying that. You were trying too hard to look expressive.

''What are you doing?'' He doesn't sound angry but, concerned. He sits in front of you and looks down at your arms to see a light shade of crimson seeping through the fabric. You look down to see what he was looking at, as if you didn't already know.

''Roll up your sleeves, love.'' It makes you so anxious. What if gets mad? What if he thinks you're a sick freak a leaves? Though, it's not like you have much of an option so, you do as you're told. The blade slips out as you do so and you lightly hiss at the stinging pain.

He hitches his breathe a little, his heart shatters as he looks at what's in front of him. He quickly stands up and grabs a first-aid kit.

''Can I clean the wounds for you?'' He tries not to ask too many questions at the moment to make you upset. You nod your head and he begins working on the open wounds.

''Are you mad at me?'' You say quietly, also slightly embarrassed that he has to see you this way.

''I could never be angry at you for something like this.'' His words are soft and gentle. He's always been caring like this. He finishes up and puts away the kit.

''Can I hold you?'' He asks. You stand up and nod you head. He lays down on the bed and lets you lay on his chest. ''Do you want to talk about it?'' He doesn't pressure you, he kisses the top of your head and holds you close. He is going to help you to the best of his abilities, for you are the best thing that has ever happened to him.

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electrosair · 7 months

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The Mirage Thief of the Red Sands: Prologue

english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes

this is a request from 🪨anon, so i must give them full credit for the idea and thank them for trusting my writing skills enough to make it something entertaining to read

here is the request so that you can read it before this to understand it better

sorry it took so long ;;

word count: 0.3k

previous chapter / next chapter

Flames were rising across the dunes of the Sumeru desert, a strange landscape that you had finally become accustomed to after so many adventures among the moving sand. The sensation of heat under your feet was so different from what you might normally feel in the cold lands of Snezhnaya, but now was no time to complain.

The sound of footsteps behind you was only camouflaging and becoming harder to detect, you were in serious trouble for the first time in all your years of service to the organization at the hands of the Tsaritsa, and it would be because of the General Mahamatra.

As soon as the small dust particles swirled around your body, a tinkling sound was heard near your hip, a sharp pain in your cheek and after a few seconds everything that was going to be useful to you was shattered. The pyro delusion exploded into pieces, causing both of you to be launched several feet away from each others' opponent. A fire that failed to spread was created between Cyno and yourself, the one they started calling 'the Mirage Thief of the Red Sands'. You ran as far as you could, helping yourself from what little was left on the ground of your former delusion, the Second would not be pleased to hear this news, if he let you even utter a few words to him.

The voice of your worst nightmare was heard behind the igneous barrier. "This is not the last time you and I will stand face to face. Your soul will be judged and I will make sure of it." But you didn't want to pay enough attention to it as you tried to stop the bleeding from your cheekbone in order to leave no trace and disappear as usual among the tall pyramids, full of passages and puzzles you already had memorized. Little did you really know that now all its threads led to the same destination, a single path to follow until you stopped your plans, or those of your superiors.

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goroaix · 1 year

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〘 Al-haitham definitely didn't think he'd stumble upon this gold mine after his little stealth mission. 〙

Cyno x gn reader. No warnings.

Cyno was not a man who was easily disturbed, or ever disturbed for that matter. He was someone that was notorious for having iron skin, to be able to bare witness to the gurgling underbelly of humanity without so much as a blink.

But he was not as infallible as most likely to believe. In fact, Haitham had noticed that s few things that were out of character for the General Mahamatra.

For one, his eyes weren't as cold and unfeeling as they had been during their first meeting - no longer filled with apathy and a desire for justice. However, this was not proof enough to suggest anything wrong; it could easily be attributed to time and their tribulations.

There was also the matter of how Cyno seemed to waste no time leaving his office once his day was over. Often he would spent time lingering, clearing up loose threads before heading home. Now it was like clockwork, the time hit 5pm and he was gone.

So Al-haitham did what he did best: covert surveillance.

He hadn't been expecting to go unnoticed with Cyno's sharp eye and senses, yet he wasn't greeted with a spear at his jugular at any point of his journey. He followed the man until he reached the café and headed in. Haitham followed.

Dressed in a cloak with only his signature jackal ear headpiece to signal it was him, Cyno sat down before pulling out something from his pocket.

Straining his eyes was a worthless effort because he realised that it was Cyno's deck of TCG cards, the leather bound box enough to make his lips curl up in half disgust half amusement. He was a classic case of a try hard.

Nonetheless, Cyno was clearly waiting for someone and he couldn't help but feel a little anticipation. It couldn't have been Tighnari since he was still tending to the sages that had been assigned to the forest, and he doubted the matra would mix their private live with Cyno.

So he watched and leant back, pulling out his book on the theory of perpetual motion only to be stopped as he flicked to his bookmarked page by the sight of someone sitting down.

His eyes went wide involuntarily. Cyno... Was meeting them?

The person sat in front of him was someone that Haitham had his fair share of run ins with, though mostly through none of his own desires. Their occupation was an author, one with mystery shrouding their name and the question on how their works so accurately depicted grisly and deplorable acts of depravity. He had once tried to read one of their murder mystery stories but it had even his stomach feeling unsettled (though he powered through it, of course).

What were they doing with Cyno?

They pushed a plate of food towards the centre of the table and Cyno glanced at it briefly. "You should know by now that food doesn't work as a distraction."

Their laughter was warm, bright eyes shining with what looked like admiration. "Who said I was trying to distract you? Can't I feed my habibi?"

Cyno's fingers curled up for a moment before he let out a small huff.

Haitham gasped out loud and ducked away the second after. Habibi?

He felt a smile grow on his lips. There were few and far between who dared to say such things to Cyno of all people and, judging from his lack of reaction, he wasn't against it.

"Are you going to play?"

"You must love losing," they said with such nonchalance that it was astounding - like Haitham was watching cats begin to breakdance. "Did you bring your best deck?"

"I did."

"Even the Land of Thunder limited edition?"

Cyno's mouth opened ever so slightly in shock. "You have that?"

"I do."

"How? It's only in Inazuma and there's 200 prints."

They stuck out their tongue at him. "I have my ways. Do you want to start or shall I?"

"You can go first."

And then they started to play the card game, an activity that had Haitham almost falling asleep in boredom. The only thing keeping him alive and awake was the increasingly disgruntled look on Cyno's face. His eye brows furrowed ever so slightly and his grip on the deck was tight.

And then Cyno groaned, slumping into his chair for a moment while his opponent had a sly smile playing on their pretty lips.

"I win, you lose."

"How do you win every time?" He asked, getting up with them as they split the last cake slice in half. "I don't understand."

"I told you, I have my ways."

"You didn't even play the Land of Thunder card."

"It's just for bragging rights." They pressed the uneaten half to his lips and Haitham almost laughed out loud when he opened his mouth ever so obediently. From jackal to a mere lapdog, it seemed. "Now, where's my reward?"

Cyno's expression was neutral as he stayed still, letting them lean in and press a soft kiss to his cheek, one that they wiped away right after with a cheeky grin.

"Same time tomorrow?" Cyno asked.

"Of course, Hababi. I'll play as many times as you want."

Oh, Haitham thought, He was going to have fun with this.

#genshin fluff #cyno x reader #cyno fluff #genshin impact x reader #cyno imagines #cyno fanfic #genshin impact imagines

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vermillionbun · 2 years

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Prologue

An escape attempt, failed or successful? Why do you have to escape? From where are you escaping? And how did Cyno get dragged into this?

Cyno x reader

Warnings: blood, injuries, swearing, electricity

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*Crash*

Matras are falling over, spears crashing against the floor, chains of broken cuffs clanking against each other, heals thumping against the floor and heavy breaths echoing through the corridor.

‘Don’t stop Don’t stop Don’t stop Don’t stop Don’t stop’

Pushing through people, you ignored the way your leg muscles ached and the throbbing pain from the gash on your back. Warm blood trickling down your back and soaking everything it touches, leaving a metallic scent in your wake.

*bzzzzz…CRACKLE*

‘Oh no no no no NO!’

You couldn’t stop, not now. You were so close, you couldn’t let her down…Oh who were you kidding, the second you hear the buzz of the lightning you know you’re doomed.

You tried picking up the pace, but your wounds wouldn’t let you. Yet you still retained hope. The light of the outside was almost within reach, maybe you would succeed this time!

“AAAAAAAGGHHHH”

*Thump*

Or maybe not. Just as you were about to reach the exit, excruciating pain hit the back of your neck, quickly spreading through your entire body. Falling on the floor, you’re knocked out cold. Better than feeling your entire back and back of your legs burning.

‘Foolish. Utterly foolish’. I was sitting on a chair beside the person that just tried to escape, came quite close to doing so too might I add. They managed to go through plenty of matras with barely any injuries and even almost made it out. No-one has gotten this close to escaping, especially when they’re locked on the lower levels. ‘Now I understand why the sages insisted I keep watch on them’.

The sound of shuffling snapped me out of my thoughts. Their body is slowly turning from side to side, brows furrowing and a frown dawning their face. ‘A nightmare perhaps?’. Reaching towards their shoulder, I grab them and shake them a bit. Admittedly, not my smartest move, but they’ve been unconscious for far too long and I have questions.

Their eyes snap open, body stiffening as they let out a yelp. “Don’t move, your wounds aren’t fully gone yet”. They shift their gaze towards me, panic, anger and pain swirling in their eyes. “Who are you?”. Just woke up and already asking questions, great. “My name is none of your concern, however I’m usually known as the General Mahamatra. Now, you will speak only when spoken to and I will be asking the questions”.

They frowned and rolled their eyes, rolling on their side, making their back face me, a small hiss making itself audible. “What are you doing?” I say, while crossing my arms and lifting an eyebrow. “Taking my chances with death. I don’t have enough energy for the shit”. Their muscles slowly relax and their breathing seems to be evening out. “Hey. HEY! Wake up!”. I shake them by the shoulder again, but it’s for naught. They either fell into deep slumber really fast or are purposefully ignoring me. Probably the latter. ‘I suppose I’ll have to wait. If I do anything more than shaking I’ll end up reopening their injuries’. Sighing, I place my face in my palm as I continue to wait. The sages have given me the duty of getting answers and making sure they don’t stir up trouble, so I suppose sitting on a chair for hours it is.

#cyno x reader #genshin cyno #genshin impact #genshin x reader #cyno x you #cyno angst #genshin fanfic #cyno fanfic #twilight theater

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scaracoochies · 1 year

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Cyno Tells Xiao a Joke

A/N: Hii ^^ Since this is my first piece on this blog (yay) I chose to repost this little idea from my IG! Enjoy! 🕺✨

(I secretly headcanon them as besties)

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“Xiao?”

“Yes?” Xiao said raising his eyes to meet Cyno’s.

“Would you like to hear a joke?” Cyno asked.

Xiao thought for a moment. He hesitated to give an answer, unsure of what Cyno’s joke would have in store. Nonetheless, the small adeptus surrendered.

“Fine. If you must.” he sighed.

Cyno then cleared his throat.

“What do snowmen call their offspring?”

Cyno watched as Xiao pondered his question. Confused at how that was a joke, Xiao responded.

“I do not understand-“

“Chill-dren.”

The two sat there in silence, quietly blinking at one another. Though it was only a brief moment as Cyno was the first to break the silence.

“Did you get it? It’s a play on words. The term 'children' is synonymous to the term 'offspring' however, I substituted in the word 'chill’- referring simply to the cold temperature of the snowman.”

Xiao crossed his arms and placed his hand over his mouth. He stood there, contemplating this so-called joke.

“I see.” he hummed.

Cyno’s amber eyes watched Xiao with anticipation. He hasn’t always had the best judge of humor when it came to others.

“Pretty funny, isn’t it?”

Xiao, who was once deep in thought, looked up.

“Yes, actually. I found it quite humorous.”

Cyno froze in place.

What.

“Wait…really?” he said a little louder than expected. Cyno quickly cleared his throat in attempt to hide his initial shock.

“Hm. Well in that case,” he whipped out a small book seemingly from nowhere and had flipped open to a page.

“Would you like to hear another?”

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#I don’t know how to tag lol #genshin impact #geshin #genshin xiao #genshin cyno #cyno scenarios #xiao #adeptus xiao #xiao scenarios #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fanfics #xiao fanfic #cyno fanfic #my short generals <3 #fanfics #fanficition

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narislotus · 1 year

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FIRST WINTER’S MORNING

“the couplet of lotuses” (cynonari 🪴⚖️)

rating: g

no warnings - just pure fluff

themes: cuddling, domestic care

summary: tighnari finds cyno shivering from the cold and tries to warm him up.

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Despite what some people may believe, Tighnari had an immense appreciation for the winter season. Of course, it had its downsides - the shriveling of the flora surrounding his home being the most prominent. But while he is forced to put his nature walks on hold, winter opened the door to other hidden joys.

The frigid temperature that would cause others to scowl and shelter themselves indoors was only but a slight nuisance to him. Tighnari never realized his resistance to cold weather until it was brought into conversation frequently. Apparently, walking around outside with a short-sleeved shirt during 7 degrees Celsius is “strange”? That fact never stopped him from exposing his body to the chilly climate.

While most flowers were tucked away and leaves stolen from their branches, the snow was an interesting substitute for both losses. The wonderland that comes after a snowfall, the tickle you receive when an icy flurry taps your nose, the gentle breeze that sings while you skip your way across pure white landscapes - and if you’re lucky, the sun peeks through the ashen clouds and decorates the snow in a sheet of stars. Truly breathtaking - best appreciated on an early morning like this.

And, of course, the contrast of hot teas and cozy blankets felt more satisfying than usual. Tighnari particularly adored the warm showers after a difficult work day even more than during the warmer seasons.

Spring was still his favorite season but winter would always have a special place in his heart.

The same couldn’t be said about the man currently laying by his side.

Tighnari always knew that winter was truly here when he woke up at 4 in the morning, turned to his side, and saw a familiar white-haired man grasping on their comforter for dear life. Cyno, a sharp contrast to his boyfriend, had a distinct hatred for the winter season. He was sensitive to the cold and would immediately retreat to the safety of multiple blankets when faced with it. That led to many amusing situations - and long arguments over the AC settings. But most of the time, it was quite adorable.

So when Tighnari saw his boyfriend shivering and mumbling out discontent whimpers, he knew the exact remedy. He slid out of bed, slipped his feet into slippers, and wrapped himself in the robe that hung off the closet door. It was routine at this point - heading into the hallway and opening the closet that housed many blankets. He carried two blankets back to the bedroom and set them down in the corner of their bed.

Tighnari felt bad for lifting Cyno’s main source of warmth, temporarily exposing him to the shivering temperatures. Before the sleeping man’s reactions could get worse, Tighnari unfolded one of the blankets and draped it over him. He did the same with the second blanket before placing the original comforter over him. Cyno’s response was instant as his grip on the bedding loosened. His body gradually stopped shaking and the sounds ceased from his mouth. Tighnari could feel his heart flip a little when he saw his face relax and a gentle smile appeared.

After removing his robe and slippers, Tighnari returned to his single-blanket side of the bed and laid back down, watching the other man for any more signs of discomfort. When there was none, he closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep. But just before he could feel himself drifting off, there was a delicate touch against his arm. Without resisting, he could feel his body being dragged into another. Tighnari would’ve reacted if this was not part two of their “cold routine” - legs tangled, arms wrapped at his torso, and light breathing against the side of his face. With a smile decorating the couple’s lips, they both drifted off into their safe place.

And by morning, neither of them wanted to abandon the comfort - but, sadly, this was not an excuse to miss their respective jobs.

“Are you sure we can’t take a sick day?” Cyno mumbled, refusing to move an inch.

“For the fourth time in just a few months? You’re unbelievable.”

“So is that a no?…”

“… Let me think for a minute… or two…”

#genshin writing #writeblr #writing #genshin impact #cynonari #cynonari fanfic #cynonari writing #cyno #cyno fanfic #tighnari #tighnari fanfic #fluff #genshin fluff

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azullumi · 10 months

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“his habits during it” ; genshin men

warning — nsfw content ahead but nothing that graphic or explicit (seriously i tried my best to not even mention the word sex and the genitals)

summary — there’s one thing he loves to do whenever the two of you get in bed together.

characters — diluc, kazuha, ayato, kaveh, alhaitham, tighnari, cyno, zhongli, and wanderer (w/gender-neutral reader) ; no specified anatomy nor even mentioned parts

tags — kind of fluff, nsfw, not proof-read (wrote this while i was irritated and needed something to pour my attention to) ; headcanons

words — 1265

note — hey siri, how do you say they’re fucking without saying they’re fucking

handholding

DILUC — (i have already said this before) diluc likes, no, he loves the intimacy the simple act of holding one’s hand has even when two of you are just walking together side by side or when his skin is pressed against yours, lips colliding against one another, and he’s whispering words of affection to your ears—a mere distraction and a sense of comfort, grounding you and keeping you with him. it’s just that effortless gesture of intertwining his hand with yours, locking fingers, as he indulges in the way you feel around him. he squeezes your hand in the middle of it all and oh, how he melts so much when you also squeeze his own in return. he could never tell you how much you make him so soft and weak with just the slightest hold.

eye contact

KAZUHA — “don’t look away now,” he coos at you, seeing how you shy yourself and avert your gaze away from him which he obviously didn’t like. he likes seeing you coming undone while you try to remain eye contact with him—it pleases him seeing your features contort into into what you are currently feeling—, likes teasing you every time you try to look away from him and hide your expression, likes saying such remarks that gets you embarrassed most times just so he could see and watch the change of your expressions every single time. he just loves looking at you, adoring you with his eyes, especially more so when you also do the same and keep contact, gaze nailed on each other.

praises and talking dirty

AYATO — he’s a talker, both outside the matters in the bedroom and inside the sheets, so it’s no wonder that he always shower you with praises in every chance that he gets even if you’re not in the right mind to respond or even comprehend what he’s saying. he conveys most of his affections through the words that falls out of his lips, finding it so easy to say such things and teasing you with it, he can’t help it, can he? how could he not when you look so pretty—not only outside the bedroom—or beautiful, or handsome, or lovely, or anything that he could think of right at that moment when he sees you naked? Even if he had held and seen you with nothing to cover your skin so many times, he still gets mesmerized by the sight of you like it was his first time.

playing with your hair

KAVEH — he plays with it, he tugs on it, pulls on it, and everything. and though it gives him some sense of control especially when he pulls on it, it also grounds him and helps him realize the affection and love being shared between you two in this intimate moment. sometimes he only dances his fingers on your head, treating you softly and tenderly with the delicate hold of his hand on your hair, which could often provide a huge contrast to what he’s actually doing, the rough treatment he’s giving you which makes you roll your eyes and see spots in your vision. “you look so pretty like this, my love,” he would say before tugging your hair back to take a good look at your face or to tilt your head in a way that gives him more access to your neck.

lots of kisses

TIGHNARI — gently laying you down the bed? kisses you while doing so. sliding your clothes off your body? presses his lips against yours before trailing down, tracing your jaw, his mouth making its way down your neck, and resting on your collarbone. asking you consent? he kisses you before he speaks. he presses gentle kisses of adoration all over you as he pushes himself into you, your bodies becoming one in the process, providing comfort and easing you as he could feel your nails digging deep into his skin and possibly, leaving marks and wounds but he didn’t mind. his fondness and desire murmuring into you, helping you breath and regain yourself. it was clear that his way of affection was simply just kissing you.

giving orders

CYNO — he doesn’t always take the dominant position but perhaps it was the sense of authority, the power whenever he does it. he has the habit of giving orders and commands whenever you two are spending a passionate moment and seeing you willing to follow him ignites something in him—however, if you disobey him, then that’s a different matter altogether (it’s not like he hates it however. deep in him, he likes it as it gives him the pass to do more things but with your consent, of course). you’re so vulnerable, so obedient to him and it fuels his excitement further when you follow what he says. it makes him wonder, a question pondering his head, how could he have someone like you, someone as lovely and sweet as you, so good to him?

restriction / holding your hands together

ZHONGLI — no, it is not the act of locking your fingers with his as he pushes himself into you just like diluc, this one is completely different. he has big hands, we all know that zhongli’s hands are big and one of it just enough to bind both of your wrists together—he is well-aware of that fact and abuses it. he likes seeing you struggle, tugging your hand against his but his hold wouldn’t budge, at all. although zhongli hasn't explicitly told or mentioned it, he absolutely loves the way you look so helpless and weak whenever he holds your hands together, whenever he restricts your movement. oftentimes, he would have a silk ribbon—it has to be a silk ribbon—tying you up just so he could rest his hands on your hips and hold you.

hands always touching and roaming around your body

ALHAITHAM — he just loves to feel you, in general. he loves the softness of your skin underneath the tip of his fingers as he glides his hand all across your body, the warmth of you seething into his touch and being buried in his bones, and he is obsessed on the way he could feel the sweet trembles of your body underneath his hand, could sense the small shiver when he finally touches you, and he adores it and he doesn’t hesitate in conveying his affections to you, often accompanying his caresses with his words of praises and compliments. perhaps it overwhelms you, not knowing where to focus yourself on, and he loves seeing you in such a state, pushing you more and more further to the edge with his hands and mouth alone.

biting and leaving marks

WANDERER — the line between pain and pleasure soon blurs into one as he bites into you while, and one could say it serves as a distraction but it isn’t, it’s not even close to being a distraction, it’s simply something that adds to the stimulation that you are feeling, overwhelming and effectively bringing you into some sort of space. he takes joy in the sounds that you make once he buries his neck on the curve of your neck, hard but not hard enough to draw blood; he takes pride in seeing the bruises and marks that he left on you, looking at you like you were a work of art carved and sculpted into something more than perfection with his own hands.

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ayaboba · 1 year

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let me do it all

summary: reaction to reader who has worn themselves out completely (physically).

chars: diluc, baizhu, zhongli, thoma, cyno, kazuha, ayato, kaeya, heizou, childe, kaveh, alhaitham, albedo, xiao, tighnari, dainsleif, wanderer.

cw: physically tired, petnames, gn! reader, mentions of not taking care of themselves.

enters malewife mode - diluc, baizhu, zhongli, thoma, cyno

As soon as they see that you’re barely functioning, your movements are limp, and your eyes are struggling to stay open, they’ll diligently take over any household chores without a second thought. Cleaning the dishes, folding the laundry, cooking dinner—they even have time on their hands to lightly remind you to stay in bed and rest whenever you do the slightest physical activity. even though you insisted on splitting the work in half.

“Sweetheart, I can hear you in the laundry room. Go back to bed, please.”

“It’s just a few clothes. I promise I won’t break!”

“You have ten seconds to get back in bed, or I'll personally carry you there myself.”

All attention is on you - kazuha, ayato, kaeya, heizou, childe, kaveh

They’ve told you countless times that you are the most sacred gift to ever be bestowed upon them. It’s a sincere and hypnotic lullaby, almost. Lulling your heart into a surreal universe, their soft whispers gently guiding you.

Your mind and body fight to stay awake, determined to focus on their tender words that stream out of their lips like honey as they press their lips ever so lovingly to your forehead. You wonder how long it's been—how long you’ve been enveloped in their arms—but something tells you getting out of this situation might be a little tricky.

“Hm…? And where do you think you’re going?”

“I need to unload the dishwasher. It finished a few minutes ago.”

“Oh, that can wait. How about I prepare you a bubbly, warm bath instead?”

scolds you (while preparing your favourite meal) - alhaitham, albedo, xiao, tighnari, dainsleif, wanderer.

They admire your persistence in whatever you were doing that cost so much of your energy and effort; it’s always been one of their favourite qualities about you, truly. However, when your determination gets you into situations such as these, they’ll scold and tut like a strict mother, subtly shaking their heads and rambling about how you should be more careful with your health. Underneath all of that, they’re just worried about you. Why else would they be cooking up a gourmet meal at 12 a.m.?

“Really… What were you thinking?”

“Look, I'm sorry. It was just important!”

“More important than your health? Of course not. Now eat up. I'll get our bed ready; we’re sleeping early.”

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crimsonji · 1 year

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i don't really ship any characters with each other, but i love seeing them interact! so what about mixing up the usual ships of your main 4? platonically or romantically, either one!

maybe heizou was contracted to help cyno and the matra with an investigation.

maybe the crux docked in port ormos for a while, and tighnari followed the sound of the musical leaf to find kazuha in the avidya.

heizou beating cyno to the punchline of his own jokes after being caught off-guard the first time.

kazuha and tighnari chilling in the forest together "researching" questionable mushrooms and plants.

your faves have great potential for interactions omg

୨୧ cyno/heizou + tighnari/kazuha shenanigans

ft. cyno/heizou, tighnari/kazuha (platonic)

cw: kinda crack fic, more me rambling, tighnari/kazuha’s could be read as romantic maybe, not proofread

>> 🍁 kazuha's musings : I HAD TO DROP EVERYTHING JUST TO ANSWER THIS ASK. you have no idea how much I love these 4 as a dynamic they’re so dear to my heart AARRRGHH I’m so happy someone else agrees. this prob won’t get much interaction bcus it’s not an x reader fic but!! I had fun!!!! if that’s worth anything.

Alr so first let’s talk about the Cyno / Heizou dynamic. I feel like at first glance you’d think “no way they’d get along” but I strongly disagree. Like obviously their personalities are veryyy different BUT they do share the same sense of ‘justice’. Cyno’s job is entirely about hunting down rule breakers but he has his own code of morals as well and Heizou is basically the same!! The both of them are also very in tune with their senses (Heizou has great intuition and Cyno keeps a distance and observes ykwim) so I feel they’d have some unspoken respect for each other!!

I think at first Cyno wouldn’t be super happy about being paired up with Heizou… (to justify them interacting lets just say it’s an important case relating to Inazuma and Sumeru somehow idk) just a gut feeling but he tries to tell himself Heizou is capable since he came here all the way from Inazuma. I feel like he would find him kind of annoying at first LMAO, Heizou always acts so carefree and reckless and that wouldn’t cut with Cyno.

At one point Cyno decided to tell Heizou a joke because there might be some tension and that wouldn’t do well in investigating the case, and when he does… HEIZOU SHOOTS BACK A JOKE TOO??? and like, Cyno is GENUINELY caught off guard which is such a foreign feeling to him. He doesn’t realize it but Heizou can notice the sudden softened and glimmer in his eyes when he replies w/ another joke, and at that point from now they’re basically besties (joking but they would be on much friendlier terms afterwards lol)

Idk I’m just thinking they finished beating the shit out of some Fatui harbingers and it was all very violent and then Cyno turns to Heizou like “Why do we tell actors to get into the cast?” and Heizou is 100% unfazed

Ohhh and they’d definitely play Genius Invokation TCG!!! Heizou would be stupidly good at the game despite psaying it’s his first time playing it and Cyno’s struggling in a game against him but doesn’t try to physically show it. He lowkey thinks he’s cheating but Heizou wouldn’t do that now would he… (extreme sarcasm) jk, maybe he’d do it just to pull Cyno’s leg but wants to rely on his wits and wits only! It’s not reflective of his skills if he decides to cheat, it’s not Heizou’s style

I haven’t even talked about how physically strong they are, like, if you take a quick glance at the both of them they’re pretty unassuming for the most part but MAN they can pack in a mean punch in battle ykwim… Heizou isn’t really one to use his fists (unless there’s no other option) so he just leaves Cyno to wreck havoc on some eremites/lone samurai. But if some poor soul manages to get in a fight with both Heizou AND matra Cyno??? Hope you wrote a will beforehand…

Cyno’s pretty surprised himself with how strong Heizou is, esp since he doesn’t even use his vision most of the time. Heizou doesn’t like to pride himself on it even if Cyno throws a slight compliment his way, if anything he’s more mesmerized by Cyno’s electro-infused fighting style. (He’s compared it to a light novel main character and Cyno’s kind of amused by it lol)

Random scenario where Heizou is swinging around a stick polearm that Cyno gave him to practice and accidentally bonks him on the head with it. That’s it.

I’m referencing ENG Heizou here but about his…flirty mannerisms…luckily for Cyno he doesn’t pull those kind of “stunts” on him, even after he’s learned to be acquainted with Cyno. As said before Heizou is scarily good at reading people to the point he can accurately guess their past turmoils, and right away he knew he’d prob get his ass beat if Heizou did all the stuff he did w the traveler in the hangout event. (iykyk) but he still says stuff like ‘my partner’ etc etc but more in a literal sense without the innuendo (unless there’s a Cyno x Heizou nation out there????)

It’s so silly to think about Cyno conversing with his fellow matra and Heizou just strolls into the Akademiya and spots Cyno and greets him in the most casual and carefree tone… “Cyno? I wasn’t expecting to run into you, partner!” and the matra are VISIBLY confused bcus they aura Heizou is alr emanating is so uncanny and Cyno gives him a casually curt response like they’re good friends

“Same to you, usually outsiders aren’t allowed to enter the Akademiya of all places.” (but like in a playful-ish tone)

“Ooh, outsider, huh? I just got chills, hehe. Need any help with a new case? I’m ready to roll.”

“No need, I’m just catching up with an acquaintance of mine.”

“I see. Hey, if you’re free, let’s say we grab a bite for lunch? My treat!”

Let’s move on to (my personal favourite rare duo) Tighnari and Kazuha. I think I have a bias because out of all my favs Kazuha has a special place in my heart, he lives rent free in my head.

Anyways, they’d definitely get along well. I like how both of them have such a deep connection with nature but like in different ways??? Kazuha is more like, spiritually connected to nature and follows wherever the wind takes him, while Tighnari is connected via his immense knowledge in botany and studying/protecting forest life.

Kazuha was very eager to set out and explore the sights of Sumeru. He’s learned a few droplets of knowledge of the nation from fellow crew mates, so he decided immediately heading off to the desert was way too risky and went to Avidya Forest first. The rainforest was nothing he would have ever seen back in Inazuma, and he couldn’t help but smile at the cute (yet vicious) fungi that floated and waddled along the shallow lakes of the forest.

At times like this, times where Kazuha is left in the audible silence of nature and his own thoughts, is when he plucks a leaf and plays an unnamed song that floats along the winds. Suppose Tighnari was on a forest patrol during this time, and his fox ears picked up a certain sound. Surprisingly, it wasn’t abrasive or hurt his ears, it was quite soothing actually. Was it an adventurer? Tighnari’s first thought was that it’s another reckless person from the adventurer’s guild, so it’d be better to check on them to prevent any future injuries…

Passing through the shrubs and branches, Tighnari was face to face with Kaedehara Kazuha himself. Not like it’s a famous name, despite his family once being part of the Tri-Commissions. He’s a wanderer now, nothing more and nothing less. Tighnari didn’t exactly know what to say, nonetheless do, but all Kazuha did was turn to look at him and give a polite smile.

“Hello there.”

“Oh, sorry, don’t mind me. I’m on a forest patrol, and I heard a sound coming from here.”

“So the wind picked up my song? Heh, Sumeru’s rainforests are quite awe-inspiring, playing a tune would be any ronin’s first thought.”

“Ah, so you’re an outlander…”

“Aplogies, I didn’t introduce myself. My name’s Kaedehara Kazuha, I’m just any wanderer you’d come across in Teyvat.”

“Tighnari, nice to meet you, uh— Kaedehara.”

“No need for the formalities, just Kazuha is fine.”

Kazuha was quite interested in Tighnari’s experimental tests with certain mushrooms, and Tighnari was happy to bring someone along as it’d bring him more accurate results. Normally, he wouldn’t bring any other person to try— I mean experiment— suspicious plants and fungi with him, but Kazuha’s already eaten a few weird things from the forest before, it wouldn’t hurt to bring him along…

Tighnari insists that Kazuha shouldn’t actually eat the mushrooms himself, and to just take notes on the effects; Kazuha seemed to comply happily, fiddling with the pen in his bandaged hand and scribbling notes whenever necessary. When he gave back the notebook to Tighnari, he couldn’t help but notice the absentminded doodles of maple leaves in the corners of the pages. Huh, so Kazuha doodles plants on his paper, too.

Obviously Kazuha was still… curious about trying a mushroom. So after Tighnari confirmed it was safe for human consumption, he threw over a small, roundish mushroom to Kazuha. All it really did was make him act a bit dazed, and Tighnari just kept watch over Kazuha after he ended up falling asleep. These so called “experiments” became less and less analytical and more for… extracurricular purposes, but you guys can fill in the blanks yourselves lol

Kazuha’s willing to hear out anybody and likes it when people are so obviously passionate about a certain topic, so their dynamic would definitely be “never stops talking x listens”. And Tighnari’s constant explanations of forest life and self-aid lectures aren’t totally useless to Kazuha, as a ronin it’s good to be more acutely aware of unfamiliar lands. As well, without Tighnari’s guidance he probably would have stumbled into a withering zone without the proper precautions.

Tighnari isn’t really a ‘creative’ person, much more logical and mathematical about things. He notices that Kazuha likes to daydream in silence sometimes, and seldom ever talks about himself. That’s alright, though, they don’t need to know the inner workings of each other’s past as long as their time is well spent, right?

When Kazuha mentioned he liked to nap in random sunny places in the wild, he accidentally learned that Tighnari is very prone to very long lectures. Luckily for Tighnari, Kazuha managed to get every word without dozing off. Tighnari’s half hour talk can be boiled down to the fact that falling asleep in the middle of the woods isn’t safe, but he doesn’t have to worry too much; Kazuha’s a light sleeper and is incredibly skilled in the sword.

I heard that samurai were equally trained in both the sword and bow, so I think it’d be really interesting if Tighnari invited Kazuha to practice shooting with him? And Tighnari’s very surprised to learn that Kazuha is a crack-shot at archery and could hit all of the targets with scary accuracy; even though Kazuha, being as polite as he is, is more sheepish that he hasn’t practiced his archery since he was a teenager.

Once Tighnari learned that Kazuha had a fondness for maple leaves because of the emotional significance they hold to him, something in Tighnari’s heart would feel… stirred is the word? Kazuha’s musings and way with flowery poetry is easy for even the coldest of people to feel almost a comforting melancholy, and Tighnari’s kind heart is all the more prone to this kind of speech.

Kazuha was very flattered when Tighnari offered him pressed maple leaves as a parting gift before he left. He doesn’t read very often, but it was hard not to pass up the opportunity to use them as bookmarks. Tighnari said he didn’t need to use them out of politeness, but Kazuha sees the small token as another item to commemorate a new friend he’s made on his journeys.

i’m kind of delirious from the lack of sleep but I had to get this out of my system

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papiliotao · 10 months

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꒰ 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 ✩࿐

pairings: alhaitham, childe, cyno, heizou, kazuha, scaramouche, tighnari, and xiao x gn!reader (separate)

content: fluff, comfort in a way, established relationship, protective boyfriends, persistent stranger won’t stop trying to ask you out

summary: you and your boyfriend attend a party together. however, a bothersome man keeps trying to flirt with you.

a/n: unfortunately icky people are unavoidable, but the idea of being protected from them is just <3 anyway, i hope you enjoy reading this!

ALHAITHAM

Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm.

Those are the words you repeat to yourself over and over, echoing through your head like an overplayed melody. It takes everything in you to remain in control of your emotions and refrain from slapping the audacious man standing in front of you.

You want nothing more than to leave peacefully before things escalate to a dreadful point of no return.

And amidst all of your wishing, a saving grace comes to aid you. In other words, your boyfriend turns up at just the right moment, although you expected nothing less from someone as perceptive as Alhaitham.

“Is there a problem here?” Alhaitham asks as he walks up to you. His voice is as cold as the glacial essence of bygone winters. It’s not unusual for Alhaitham to speak in such a tone, but somehow his words feel more pointed right now.

“No,” the man blurts out quickly, regarding Alhaitham with a look filled with both curiosity and apprehension. “I was just trying to ask them out.” He gestures at you, and you internally cringe at his antics.

He really is shameless.

However, Alhaitham is unfazed by the stranger’s actions. He simply sighs and takes your hand in his.

“Good because we’ll be taking our leave now,” Alhaitham says monotonously. He begins to pull you away, not sparing so much as a glance back at the man you had been conversing with just seconds prior.

“Wh — Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” the man exclaims, trying his best to catch up with both you and Alhaitham.

Despite his efforts, he’s swept away by a tide of partygoers as Alhaitham leads you through crowds of people. It almost feels as though he had planned an escape before approaching you, observing, analyzing, and carefully calculating in a meticulous manner in order to determine the best course of action.

Once the two of you are sure you’ve successfully evaded the stranger, Alhaitham looks you up and down, scanning your body for any sign of injury. He ensures you’re alright before speaking.

“After that experience, I doubt you want to remain here any longer,” he says. Although he’s still quite stoic, there’s a certain lofty quality to his voice that makes it feel softer than it had back when he had confronted the irritating man. “I suggest that we leave right now. I was beginning to get a headache from the constant noise anyway.”

You crack a small smile. Alhaitham is as blunt as always, and that’s what you love about him. Your boyfriend is incredibly straightforward, and while other people would see his behaviour as callous or insensitive, you know that this is just how he is.

“Take me away,” you tell Alhaitham, looking into his eyes, gazing at your reflection within hues reminiscent of a breathtaking oasis in the middle of a desert.

It’s rather fitting. Alhaitham is your refuge. With him, you feel safe, and you’re sure that if any similar situations arise in the future, he’ll be by your side to defend you.

With those words, your boyfriend leads you out the front door of the party venue, and you escape into the night, losing yourselves in the bliss found under the ephemeral lamplight of a secluded night, warmed by each other’s touch.

CHILDE

“Hey, you,” you hear a familiar voice speak from behind you. You look back to see strands of messy ginger hair resting above ocean blue eyes. “I couldn’t help but notice that you were making my lover uncomfortable.” Childe enunciates the words “my lover”, making it clear that you’re already taken.

Your boyfriend moves between you and the man, shielding you.

You sigh. If this escalates any more, it won’t end well. You know Childe well enough to predict that the confrontation could get rather… heated if you didn’t stop it. However, you feel as though you can’t do anything.

“Who said they were yours?” the man talks back, smirking at Childe. He knows Childe is challenging him.

You flinch. Childe seems to be getting more and more irritated by the moment. As you glance at your lover, you notice a blaze of blue embers beginning to flare within his irises.

“Listen carefully, comrade,” Childe says, leaning in closer to the man. Your boyfriend towers over the stranger in an almost comical manner. “They’re my partner, and if you don’t stay away from them,” Childe pauses, “well, let’s just say you’ll find the consequences quite unpleasant.”

Childe smiles, and although he maintains a friendly façade, the intent of his words is not lost on the man. An icy chill permeates the air, and you feel shivers go down your spine.

Although he’s dense, the man before you seems to sense the change in atmosphere as well. He mutters something under his breath, glares at your boyfriend one last time, and leaves.

“Serves him right,” Childe chuckles. “I’m glad you’re safe now.,” your boyfriend tells you, giving you a kiss on the forehead. “If anyone ever bothers you again, just tell me, and I’ll deal with it.”

CYNO

“What do you think you’re doing?” Your boyfriend’s deep voice interjects, throwing the man standing in front of you off. He’s standing behind the stranger, gazing deep into your eyes with a look that reassures you that everything will be okay.

You smile. As expected, Cyno is as vigilant as ever, especially when it comes to your safety. Nothing ever slips past him.

“Why do you want to know?” the persistent man replies, not bothering to turn around and face Cyno. It seems that he hasn’t recognized Cyno yet because you’re sure that if he did, he would back off in an instant.

“Perhaps because I’m the General Mahamatra?” Cyno refutes dryly. It’s almost laughable how casual Cyno sounds because as the stranger hears your boyfriend’s words, his features twist into an expression of shock, undergoing a metamorphosis where all hints of smugness are replaced by nothing short of pure horror.

The stranger slowly turns away from you to face Cyno. As soon as he catches a glimpse of your lover, he freezes. Soon enough, fear causes tremors to wrack his body, and he averts his gaze in order to look anywhere but directly at Cyno.

“What’s wrong?” Cyno asks the stranger. “You’re not quite as bold now as you were a few seconds ago.” Your boyfriend acts clueless, taunting the man slightly. Although it’s barely noticeable, you see his lips turn up ever so slightly in a subtle grin for a few seconds before the expression vanishes entirely.

“I — I’m sorry, General Mahamatra,” the man says. He shrinks back under Cyno’s gaze. “Please forgive me.”

Cyno sighs.

“I’ll let you off easy this time,” he mutters, “but if I catch you harassing anyone else…” Cyno trails off, leaving the rest to the man’s imagination.

The man swallows a lump in his throat and nods furiously.

“And as for you,” Cyno makes eye contact with you, “I’ll escort you away from this man,” he says.

He gestures for you to follow him, and as he leads you away from the stranger, you feel your nerves beginning to settle. The erratic beating of your heart, the restless thoughts battering your weary mind like waves tossling a ship, and the overwhelming urge to simply run away all cease to exist. Instead, a sense of safety floods over you. It’s a calmness like no other, akin to the ambience encapsulated in quiet dusks spent with the one you love most.

Once you’re far enough away, Cyno laces your fingers with his. Although no words are exchanged, you know it’s an act of comfort, and after the hectic events of the day, you find that it’s exactly what you need.

HEIZOU

“Well, well, what do we have here?” Heizou’s voice interrupts the conversation between you and the stranger trying to pursue you.

You breathe a sigh of relief as your boyfriend comes up to you.

“You have a good eye,” Heizou says, causing confusion to riddle your mind. What is he saying? Is he encouraging the stranger to continue flirting with you?

“Thanks,” the man replies. However, his eyes narrow after a few seconds. “But are you going to try to steal them away from me?”

Heizou chuckles. “Well, it’s not like they’re yours, right?”

The stranger’s features twist into an expression of shock, and as he’s lost in a surprised daze, Heizou glances over at you and winks. You sigh. Leave it to Heizou to come up with a cheeky method to get you out of a predicament.

The man rolls his eyes, and then turns his attention back to you. He plasters a smirk onto his face.

“Come on, darling,” the man says, his voice is sickly sweet, dripping with a venomous nectar, “I’m much more attractive than this idiot, right?” The stranger gestures at Heizou, and you have to force yourself to stifle a giggle.

“I disagree,” you tell him, causing the smug expression to fall from his features.

The man opens his mouth to protest, but no sound comes out.

“Man alive,” Heizou says. “I guess I’m just far too charming to resist.” He grins at you playfully and inches closer towards you.

The stranger scowls, and turns away.

“Fine,” he sighs. “You win.”

Your boyfriend kisses you on the cheek as the man walks away. You look into his verdant eyes and grin at him, thankful that he was able to get you out of the troubling situation, even if his ways were slightly unorthodox.

KAZUHA

“Excuse me, love, is this man bothering you?” Kazuha asks as he walks up to you. He subtly wraps an arm around your shoulders, making it clear to everyone in the room that you’re taken.

You feel the tension within your body alleviate as you’re enveloped in your boyfriend’s warm embrace. Even now, his touch is simultaneously as comforting as the sun on a euphoric spring day and as calming as a gentle autumnal breeze. The discomfort that you had previously felt due to the unfamiliar man trying to flirt with you dissipates.

“Oh, is he your boyfriend?” the man sneers, glaring at Kazuha with eyes that speak of malicious intent. He shuffles slightly closer to you, and you feel shivers run down your spine.

“He is. Now will you leave me alone?” you respond bluntly, hoping that your words will be enough to make the man back off.

You feel Kazuha’s grip on you tighten. Your heart melts when you realize he’s trying to protect you. He can read you like a book, and he’s the most thoughtful boyfriend you could ever ask for, unlike the man standing before you.

You look over at Kazuha, and you notice that his crimson eyes have narrowed, the stars once filling his irises turning into pointed daggers. It’s almost disturbing to see him this way. You’re so used to seeing your boyfriend with a look of pure adoration dancing through lakes of soft red, but now he looks nothing short of intimidating.

It seems that the stranger feels the same way as you because as you look back at him, you see his gaze lock with Kazuha’s. He shrinks back, and he begins to step away.

“Okay, okay, fine,” the man scowls. “I’m out of your league anyway!” He quickly turns around and walks away.

You and Kazuha watch as he leaves. Once he disappears back into the crowd, Kazuha speaks.

“Are you alright, my love?” Kazuha asks you.

You smile contently when you hear his voice soften once more. You’re so lucky to have a caring and kind boyfriend who always has your best interest in mind.

“I’m fine, and it’s all because of you,” you say. “Thank you, Kazuha.”

SCARAMOUCHE

Discomfort flows through your veins, and shivers run down your spine. The man before you is making you feel unparalleled discomfort, and at this point, you’re wondering why your boyfriend hasn’t stepped in.

You can see him in the edges of your vision. His hair, spun of midnight, sits atop porcelain skin, and most strikingly of all, a gargantuan hat obscures his eyes. As expected, he’s sitting in a secluded corner, away from all the action, but you know he’s keeping an eye on you.

“There’s no need to act so shy,” the man tells you, stepping closer to you. He smirks at you, and you feel nothing short of disgust. “I’m friendly. I promise.”

The stranger leans in, and he’s about to wrap an arm around your shoulder when all of a sudden, someone grabs his wrist.

“Care to explain what you were trying to do with my lover?” Scaramouche hisses at the man.

When you look over at your boyfriend, you notice that there’s a certain glint in his eyes. It’s dangerous. He looks as though he’s ready to do almost anything to defend you from the unfamiliar man.

Although the stranger is stunned for a few moments, he quickly snaps out of his daze and chuckles.

“This is ridiculous,” the man says, sneering at Scaramouche.

This is not going to end well.

“Why would I feel threatened by someone like you?” the stranger glances down at Scaramouche with disdain dancing through his irises. While it’s true that Scaramouche is rather short in stature compared to the man, you think that he’s underestimated your boyfriend’s strength.

The stranger attempts to pull his wrist out from Scaramouche’s grip, but Scaramouche only tightens his hold. It’s in that moment that you see the unfamiliar man’s eyes go wide with fear and uncertainty.

“Do you really think I’m stupid enough to pick a fight I can’t win?” Scaramouche retorts.

The stranger seems to shrink under the glare hosted within your boyfriend’s indigo hues. Although Scaramouche’s eyes usually resemble a serene night sky speckled with entire galaxies of stars when he’s with you, his softer side has now vanished. Instead, his irises are filled with a coldness that the majority of people who cross him are familiar with.

Scaramouche smirks.

“Listen closely because I’ll only say this once,” your boyfriend hisses in a low tone, indiscernible to the party-goers around you, and yet when his voice reaches your ears, it almost feels as though it’s been amplified. “Leave me and my partner alone. Lay another finger on them, and there will be far worse consequences.”

Upon hearing Scaramouche’s words, the man nods furiously.

You almost laugh.

Even though he tried to appear all tough earlier, the stranger has been reduced to nothing more than a trembling coward in the presence of your boyfriend.

“Now, run along,” Scaramouche releases the man from his grasp, waving his hand as an indication for the stranger to get out of his sight. “Take this as a warning.”

Without another word, the man scrambles away, nearly tripping over himself in his panicked state. Once he’s finally gone, you hear your boyfriend breathe out a sigh of relief.

“What a bother,” he says. “Are you alright?”

You nod. “Thank you for protecting me.”

You lean in towards your boyfriend and give him a quick kiss as a reward. His lips are soft and as warm as ever, and butterflies dance around in the pit of your stomach, eliciting feelings of absolute bliss within your heart.

As you pull away, you note that a shade of red has dawned upon his cheeks, tinting his pale skin a hue reminiscent of vivid sunsets.

TIGHNARI

“Excuse me. Is it just me, or does the person you’re talking to appear extremely uncomfortable?” Tighnari asks, coming up to you and narrowing his eyes at the man pestering you. His tone isn’t the friendliest, but you don’t blame him. After all, it’s difficult to remain calm when a stranger is persistently flirting with your significant other.

The man chuckles, completely disregarding Tighnari’s words and turning his attention back to you. He smirks at you and then speaks.

“You’re not uncomfortable, right gorgeous?” he says, looking at you with an expression that sends shivers down your spine. It’s ironic. He insists that you’re alright, yet you’re feeling more and more unsettled by the second. Thankfully, your boyfriend is here to help.

“Take a closer look at their body language,” Tighnari sighs, staring intently at the man.

Although the stranger does take a few seconds to look you over, he doesn’t seem to notice anything. Instead, he simply rolls his eyes and turns back to Tighnari in order to refute him once more.

“I don’t see anything wrong,” the man scoffs, glaring daggers at your lover. He’s beginning to become slightly hostile, and it seems Tighnari can tell because as the stranger steps closer towards you, Tighnari wraps a hand firmly around your wrist and pulls you behind him.

“Since you’re not sensible enough to discern that you’re bothering them,” Tighnari gestures at you, his gaze steeling into the embodiment of desolate winter flurries as he turns his focus back to the man, “we’ll be taking our leave.”

Before the stranger can protest, Tighnari drags you away. He leads you into a crowd, and as you walk, you begin to feel disoriented. However, you assume it’s all part of your boyfriend’s plan to lose the man. Every left and every right begins to feel the same, but eventually, you end up outside the venue in a breathtaking spot where a gentle zephyr causes leaves to sing songs of blissful serenity and thousands of stars dazzle atop a canvas of dark night.

“Thank you,” you say to Tighnari once the two of you stop. As you meet his gaze, you notice that his expression has softened, and his eyes reflect the majestic skies above.

“Don’t thank me,” he tells you. “I was just doing what any good lover would do.”

He pulls you into an embrace. In the midst of evening frigidness, his touch causes a tepidness to blossom — a tepidness you wish to indulge in until sunrise paints the sky shades of pink and orange.

XIAO

Right now, you need Xiao more than ever, but unfortunately for you, he’s not here.

Xiao had left earlier in order to get some fresh air. You agreed to let him go upon seeing the distress and discomfort swimming through his warm amber hues. He told you he would be back soon, and you hope that he’ll stay true to his promise because at the moment, you just want him to show up and save you.

You just have to hold out until he returns.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go out with me?” the stranger before you asks, gazing at you with pleading eyes. You grimace under the weight of his stare, a look that feels so unbearably heavy upon your conscience.

“Sorry, I have a boyfriend.” You force the words out, trying your hardest to remain civil, even in the face of such a predicament.

The man’s eyes darken and fill with shadows reminiscent of the essence of night. Your body tenses, and a feeling of anxiousness begins to fill your heart, causing it to beat in a panicked frenzy.

“Are you lying to me?” he asks.

But just as things appear as though they’re about to escalate, you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder.

“Is something wrong?” a calm voice questions you.

It’s Xiao. He’s here, and upon realizing that, a sense of security washes over you. Your boyfriend is back, and now you have actual proof that you’re already taken.

“Xiao!” you exclaim, heart filling with elation as you glance over at him. At the moment, he looks more handsome than ever. Party lights accentuate his dark hair with various shades of the rainbow, and his irises contain dandelion hues that glow as brightly as ever. You feel nothing short of relieved to see him.

Your boyfriend looks back at you, and when you make eye contact with him, reassurance flickers through his gaze.

You’re going to be alright.

Xiao slides his hand down your arm in order to interlace your fingers together. His warmth momentarily causes you to forget all the worry that had once plagued your mind, and the tension within you unravels and dissipates, dissolving under rays of golden comfort.

Xiao looks over at the man, who appears to be frozen in shock and embarrassment. He sighs and tugs on your hand gently, signaling to you that now is the perfect time to make your escape.

You allow your boyfriend to pull you away, weaving in and out of a crowd of partygoers. He pulls you away from the commotion, and before you know it, the two of you are together alone in a secluded spot on the roof of the venue.

Xiao wraps his arms around you, enveloping you in an embrace akin to the caress of the luminous moon above. It’s comforting, and after all the turmoil, you feel like everything is alright once more.

to be honest, this probably isn’t my best work, but i hope you liked reading it! thank you for reading! if you enjoyed this, please reblog or comment!

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shroomi1e · 1 year

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❝ realistic courting ❞

cyno + tighnari (separately)

summary: how they court you/act around you based off of the research i did on their animal counterparts

cw: none, mostly fluff, g/n reader

a/n: ik i could’ve added gorou and yae but dogs and foxes don’t rly have courting behaviors other than humping each other and I WANNA KEEP THIS PG 13🤬 and yes ik cyno rly isn’t a jackal but he’s based off of an egyptian god who’s a jackal, i also just wanted an excuse to write for the sumeru characters lol

cyno: the jackal

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jackals are exclusively monogamous and live in pairs. they hunt, rest, and forage together and spend nearly all their time together. male jackals will urinate on their territory to ensure that other male jackals will not invade their environment or their female counterparts. once jackals are done mating, the male jackal will bring food to the female jackal and take care of them.

the moment cyno and you become official, he will never leave you alone.

the two of you are attached by the hip, and cyno will always be making sure that people know that you’re his, despite not being too fond of pda.

he’ll give you subtle touches here and there, whether it be putting a hand on your lower back to steer you away from the crowd, gently holding your hand before asking you a question, or resting his hand on your knee when the two of you are sitting together.

he’s also a lot clingier than he’d like to let on. he thinks he’s being subtle but it’s so painfully obvious when he grips the edge of your sleeve, his usually hardened eyes just a tad softer.

“i have to go run some errands, cyno…” you shake your arm a little in hopes of cyno’s hand releasing his death grip on your sleeve

his lips pout ever so slightly, his eyes falling to the ground in disappointment

you giggle at the thought of his subordinates seeing their boss like this, clinging onto you and pouting like a kicked puppy. “i’ll help with your errands then. please?”

you sigh in defeat and let your boyfriend accompany you as you do mundane tasks like grocery shopping and whatnot. but to cyno, being able to spend time with you is something to cherish, as he’s usually so busy dealing with affairs at the akademiya.

cyno is also very protective/possessive, glaring down at anyone who dares to even glance in your direction while you obliviously run your errands.

he won’t be super open about his possessiveness, but will instead show it once you two are alone. the moment the two of you are in private, he’ll give you a bone-crushing hug, refusing to let go until he’s done processing his emotions.

but if someone were to ever make you uncomfortable, he wouldn’t hesitate to summon his polearm, one arm extended to push you behind him as he watches your unwanted suitor crumple up in fear.

and later when you two arrive home, he’ll just sit there and stare at you in silence, his brain muddled with thoughts.

“is everything okay…?” you ask.

your boyfriend sighs. “it’s just… i didn’t like that he touched you that way.” he then lowers his voice before saying, “only i’m allowed to do that.”

tighnari: the fennec fox

male fennec foxes mark their territory with urine and become incredibly aggressive toward one another, particularly when competing for females during the mating season. once they have found a mate, they mate for life with couples inhabiting the same part of the den for the whole year round.

it took a while for tighnari to decide whether or not to make things official. not because he didn’t like you, but because choosing a partner as a fennec fox-hybrid held a lot of weight for his kind.

but the more and more time he spent with you, the more difficult it became to be apart from you. sleeping at night became unbearable, and so did his day-to-day tasks.

and though tighnari can be quite possessive, he tries to suppress those feelings since the two of you aren’t exactly official yet. but his patience wears thin after a while, especially when someone attempts to court you right in front of him

you can tell when he becomes agitated by the way his ears flick and twitch and the way his tail slowly sways side to side

won’t show the jealousy right in front of you but instead take it out in other passive-aggressive ways. like sending them to patrols as far away from you as possible, or making sure their assignments are as long as possible in order to occupy them and keep them away from you

he knows it’s petty, he knows it’s probably not a healthy way to process his feelings, but he just can’t help it. not when a potential partner-for-life is right there in front of him.

but when tighnari finally gets the courage to confess, he makes sure you know the weight that this decision holds. you still remember how stern and serious he was when he first told you.

“I just want to make sure you know one more time: fennec foxes are partners for life. I don’t doubt our relationship, but in case you want to leave, I wouldn’t be able to let you. are you sure you’re willing to commit?”

when he hears you say yes, his pointed ears relax and his tail wags softly. he hugs you right there and then, burying his face in your neck and tickling your cheeks with the tips of his ears.

a few days later, he shyly approaches you to tell you that he’s moved your bunker right next to his

“back in my hometown, couples usually live together as soon as they make a relationship official. I… I know doing that may seem too forward, so I decided to just move your bunker next to mine instead… is that okay with you?”

he will respect your boundaries until you’re ready to join the traditions of his kind, but when you finally decide to move in with him, he is over the moon

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electrosair · 7 months

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Hello, again.

I need you to listen and imagine with me. Reader is a former Fatuus under the Second Harbinger's company, on the run. Gender and appearance is up to you, but their hair is a silvery blue-grey. They have no family because they left to keep them safe. They've been living alone in the desert, getting by with only a Pyro delusion and petty thefts to survive. They are fighting to survive each day and even make a living stealing and pawning off knowledge capsules stolen from Eremites trying to do the exact same thing.

And then one day, they are approached by the General Mahamatra. And of course, they resist arrest and even manage to get away, using their Pyro delusion to escape.

And it breaks. So now they once again need steal from the Fatui for Delusions, and find ways to distract Cyno in combat. And boy, they ramp up the flirty jokes and pun banter once they saw it was the most effective.

And now, the Reader becomes Cyno's worst nightmare, the Mirage Thief of the Red Sands.

My request to you, is to write Cyno slowly getting attached to his little nightmare of a thief.

Sincerely,

🪨

here is the serie <3

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goroaix · 1 year

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〘 'What did a spirit know about love?' Cyno wished he knew the exact answer but, apparently, it was more than him. 〙

Cyno x gn reader. No warnings

In Sumeru it is said that if one were to incur the General Mahamatra's wrath, then that day would be their very last. The rumours of his steadfast nature, unyeilding to the bribery of researchers, sages or crooks alike were things that were founded in reality and in exaggeration.

It was true that Cyno did not let the lofty desires of others to corrupt his own morality. There were countless times where he had to inflict judgement upon scholars who were on their last legs, who had resorted to commiting one of the six cardinal sins in their desperation to keep up with their academics. Cyno wouldn't say he was immune to their pleading, their begs to be pardoned, but he had grown accustomed to it and considered their circumstances.

However, the exaggeration came from the higher tier criminals. They were the ones that brought upon harsher punishment, one where the spirit within him would take control and do as it saw fit to those who dared to tamper with human life or explore beyond sensible means.

Nonetheless, what everyone got wrong about Cyno was the fact that this god - Hermanubis as it were - was quite the character when it wasn't using him as a vessel to channel justice and good.

It didn't speak to him unless Cyno had allowed full control, and even then the possession was short and used only for the most heinous of crimes, but it spoke to him nonetheless; often he wished it wouldn't.

The return to Sumeru City after days of endless, scorching heat was likened to that of a diamond underneath endless rubble, but that hardly meant his job was over. He had returned with only the henchmen of the criminal he had been tailing, and now he had gotten word that the leader had returned to do trade.

If all went well, then he would have them in custody by nightfall.

The plan was simple in its principle and execution. He would have someone pose as a potential client for the 'archon residue pills' before arresting them.

"They're the ARC capsules?" They said and Cyno found it rather impressive how easily they could win the favour of others, the trader not suspecting a thing as they produced a bag from their sidebag. "How many?"

The person he had entrusted with the task of deceit was someone he had gotten to know over the course of two years since Kaveh had introduced them as a friend of his. They were reliable, hardworking and Cyno trusted them above all to do the jobs he needed some assistance on.

"Enough for a horse."

"Alright." And, as they feigned reaching into their pocket to bring out the money, Cyno let the spirit take over.

The sensation was familiar, his consciousness intact but his body moving of its own accord with power surging through his veins and encapsulating him. Electro burnt at the tips of his fingers, crackling through the air as the offender was apprehended, thrown to the floor with the weight of a god and it's vessel at their back.

The Matra moved in swiftly, Cyno's grip easing while the handcuffs kept them in place. There was no second spared in securing and moving them and he would have left had it not been them that had helped him.

From the distance, they began to walk over - waving happily - and Cyno felt the irrational, irregular beat of his heart. There was nothing too extravagant about their clothing but it matched them perfectly, pairing with their skintone and complimenting it.

Now, he was not a person to deny the obvious and the 'obvious' right now was the fact that his friend, Kaveh's friend, was pleasing to the eyes. Their smile was always radient, ever present, and he felt his heart skip again once their lips curled up into a smile.

'Interesting.'

Cyno paused, concerned at hearing the deep timbre of justice incarnate reverberate through his head.

'Is everything alright?' he thought, the inscriptions still circling his arms, the spirit yet to relinquish control.

'Is that not the person you adore?'

'They are my friend, yes.'

'Do not try to keep up formalities with me. I can feel each beat of your heart and the speed of your pulse.'

'...Yes. I do have positive feelings for them.' There was no attempt made by him to hide. It would fail miserably regardless.

'Then what is keeping you from admitting your feelings? I know you are swayed by the sight of them.'

Was he getting lectured about love by a god?

He tried to think of a reply, only to fall flat at anything that was more complicated than a simple 'it's not as easy as you make it out to be' that had the spirit laughing.

Laughing...

What was this coming to? The thing that had caused him so much pain in his formative years, hours of agony as his body tried to adjust to the presence of something that radiated power beyond his imagination and comprehension, was laughing at his love life.

'Boy, you are most entertaining. No matter how well versed you are in judging others, it seems none of this talent has transferred to any romantic capability.'

'Is this your area of expertise?' What business did it have judging him?

'It need not be. Any creature with a sense of self would chase after a thing they deemed worthy. Perhaps I should take control,' it mused and Cyno panicked. He couldn't imagine that they would enjoy the sight of his possessed self stalking towards them and he would prefer not to put them through that.

'That won't be necessary. I'll do it myself within the week.'

'Hm. I'll see to it that you do.'

The connection was cut and Cyno pushed his hair away from his forehead, catching sight of the topic of conversation coming towards him - concern in their eyes.

"General Cyno, did everything go as it should?"

Perhaps it was the jitters that made him nod, mouth refusing to move as he looked around for any sort of escape. If he said anything in this moment then he would only serve to embarrass himself.

"Cyno?" They tried again and red eyes glossed over them, taking in every detail that made them someone he revered. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," he said, fingers curled around his staff before he inhaled, air filling his lungs to max capacity. Their name rolled over his tongue before he verbalised it, and their pretty eyes connected with his.

"Yes?"

"Would you be able to meet me tomorrow at the Puspa Café? I have something that needs to be told to you in private."

Curiosity brimmed within them while nervousness filled him. "Good or bad?"

"That is your decision to make."

"I see. Then I will meet you for lunch?"

"Yes."

There was no time wasted as he turned around and left, his footsteps hasty as he groaned to himself.

'See that, boy? It was not difficult.'

All he could do was press his hands over his ears. He didn't need to hear anything else.

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