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It’s Fate

a/n - hey haven’t been writing much :,) hope to get back into the swing of it soon but schools been kicking my butt. anyways quick drabble hope you guys enjoyy

It was chance the first time you encountered the wanderer, a humid evening atop the valleys of Liyue. Chance that you both were heading towards the ports and were free for the night. Simply happenstance that he invited you for a drink, to a dance, to his bed. You would think nothing of it, lest it remain in your head as a sliver of uneasiness. A boding sense that there was something more to this chance, more to this happenstance, more to him. 

As an adventurer yourself, you were a firm believer of instinct, of that knowing sense that dwelled deeply inside you. You had depended on it countless times in order to survive in the harsh exterior of Celestia, you continued to rely on it today.

It was only now, pressed up against one of the brick building of Monstadt that you’d realized you’d looked past that same sense of intuition. The one that screamed at the Wanderer, the one that knew the encounter was more than chance. As he slipped a lock of your hair behind your ear, you saw the familiar smile grow. Lips leaning closer to your ear you were frozen between both the words and the warm breath that sent shivers along the length of your spine.

“Chance,” You whispered again, eyes glued to the familiar white hair that slowed with the dim evening breeze. “We met by chance.”

But deep inside you knew otherwise.

“No my darling,” He cupped your cheek with his palm. So gentle, he had been so tender that night too. “Its destiny.”

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kill for me (childe x gn!reader)

summary - with a powerful figurehead chasing after you, you only have one choice and one person to go to

pairings - childe x gn!reader

warning - all safe :)

a/n - hehe i havent written any badass things in a while, too busy with work and a person of interest, enjoy!! school’s coming up but i’ll try to stay consistent

There’s only one reason I’m walking into a bar unarmed, one reason I haven't leaned against the counter and beckoned the bartender closer, indulged in a late night drink. One reason why I don’t revel in the lights that dance along the laminated wood, staring at the disco in a drunken haze.

“They told me you’re the guy to see.”

I’m not used to walking through the dancefloor with a plan in mind, drafted and in need of heavy editing as it is, an objective. It's always been easier to close my eyes, sip the drink in my hand and get lost in the sea of dingy voices. An intimate moment where my mind goes silent and I am left alone in utter peace. You could call it a refuge, not somewhere to build up a scheme or set in motion what's on my mind.

The orange haired man looks up from his phone, elbow perched on the table with a drink in hand. He looks unbothered, weary eyes suggesting he wants me gone. “For what?”

He flinches when I lean closer, grimacing when my hand folds over the corner of the table and I speak into his ear. “Murder.” There's risk in my every move, and if not for the burning image of her, perhaps I would have felt the slightest twinge of guilt for the man. 

I should be concerned for my wellbeing, despite being a reputable thief I am still in the presence of a murderer.

“You’ve got questionable sources,” There’s annoyance in his tone. “I’ve long since left that field.”

That's why I pursue you Tartaglia.

But this is not the setting to tell him of what my plans have to do with his former archon, I have a feeling it will take more than smooth talk to get him out of here. “So that's a no,” I pull away and stare at those nonchalant blue eyes. “I don’t take no as an answer.”

“You think this is up for negotiation?”

I’ve seen him in action before, admired him in the past for his large unrivaled form. It's hard to ignore the warnings that blare in my mind when I imagine the purple cape that flows behind him, a bow bigger than me resting atop his shoulders. Run, this voice urges. Escape while you can.

But stealing from the Tsaritsa gave me balls, and with her on my tail I can’t hide in the shadows anymore.

With that thought in mind I slide a piece of paper from my jacket pocket, setting it down to face him. Non negotiable? “Yes,” watching his expression take the hit is a boost of confidence. “Yes it is.”

It takes him a moment to process the picture of the younger boy in front of him, a second for his eyes to flicker up to mine. They hold unfathomable hatred, and if not for the fear that courses through my body I would’ve been proud for breaking through his mask. 

“I don’t respond to threats.” Finally I see a glimpse of this harbinger’s side, the danger in his words as he draws them out. The anger that he holds back presents itself in the grip he has on the photo. His eyes are captured with the familiar figure of his younger brother as he slowly crumples the film, crushing it in his fist and letting it drop to the table.

Careful, it's that same voice that speaks to me again when my finger rests below his chin. Be careful Y/n. “Which is why I haven’t threatened you yet,” my voice comes out as a coo. Soft enough to handle a child, raising his head to meet my gaze as I force a smile to my lips. I feel maniacal, downright insane with the adrenaline that pumps through my veins, the way his jaw clenches and the muscles of his cheekbone ripple.

He’s strong.

I ignore the battle in my mind, the voices that have long become a background noise, the unflinching eyes that stare back at me. I’m in danger, I’m unarmed, I’m crazy.

I’m confident.

“Now do we have a deal?”

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♡  i’m a cat! ( genshin x reader )

Summary - You turn into a cat and your genshin s/o has to take care of you.

Pairings - Cat!Reader x Diluc / Kazuha / Albedo

Warnings - Slight mention of dangerous substance use

A/N - I’ve had this idea for a while now so I’ll probably do a pt.2 with a few other characters. Poor Albedo- he has to find the remedy either way ;-;

Taglist - @ohmykazuha​ @cursedraiden @icecappa​ @erispancakes​

“Ah, crystalflies here… maybe some slime concentrate and… ooh whats that over there?”

The vial in your hand was brimming with magical energy, seeming to glow in the encased space of the cavern. Albedo’s lab always contained variations of ingredients that basically begged to be used. The temptation to play scientist and mix everything up like the alchemist always overpowered you, not that anything ever happened.

The closest you’d gotten to a reaction was the concoction turning pitch black and emitting a terrible smell. Not that you’d ever let Albedo know.

“Its turning pink!”

But with the strange item that you’d mixed in, the liquid gradually turned from a dark blue to a darker pink. You held it up into the light to see the contrast between its original shade and the bubbles that fizzled when it turned to an acidic pink.

“Y/n.”

However you experiment was cut short when the actual alchemist stepped foot into the lab. You had never told him about your little experiments when he went off in search of something, and you’d expected his return much later.

Flinching when you heard his voice, the vial slipped from your hands when you stood up straight, racking your brain for an excuse. There was no need for one however, because your little experiment dropped on the counter, glass shards covering the wooden plank.

But the liquid had splattered on you. Your apron, trousers, and your hands.

Albedo had warned you about wearing gloves when working with the items in his lab.

Before you could cry out at the pain that burned your hand, or the boy who ran over to try to help you solve this mess, you found yourself distracted by the sudden turn of your stomach. Your head spun and your legs seemed to collapse on you before your vision went entirely black.

*POOF*

Cue the magical twinkling in the background.

Diluc 

When Albedo first brought you over in the form of a cat, Diluc was more inclined to believe that this was some silly joke that the alchemist had been forced into. How in the world did his S/O turn into small fluffy ball of fur? The thought was inconceivable.

However he has to soon accept this fact, because Albedo promptly leaves to discover the remedy, and he’s left with a tiny sized kitten. Diluc has never really had any pets as a child apart from a turtle. But Crepus had been the one to care for it, so taking care of you in… cat form, is certainly an adventure on its own. 

Adelinde helps take charge, showing him the basics to taking care of a kitten. Fritz is sent to get the proper food, and everyone in the winery has to quickly adjust to your new form.

Thus a new routine starts, and Dilcu has every intention of now keeping you by his side at every moment.

He’s doing paperwork? You’re nestled in a small blanket he now has beside his ink. He’s having a meal? You’re on the table eating alongside him with a small but normal bowl because he has no intention of treating you like an animal or pet. He’s sleeping? He allows you to nuzzle atop his chest, there's no issue for warmth because that man is too hot on a normal basis. 

Everyone in the household adapts just as quickly, the maids are swooning over you and even Ernest who’s always working will speak to you.

Your new form wont stop Diluc from occasionally pressing a soft kiss to your small nose, or stroking the fur when you’re curled to him. He finds it adorable when you climb onto his broad shoulders and nudge him to move his head so you can lick his cheek as a kiss. 

And when Albedo comes back with a remedy, Diluc is willing to admit that he’ll miss your kitten form. With days where he could have you by his side, always.

Kazuha

As a traveler, a relationship with a resident from Monstadt could be hard with the issue of distance. But you and Kazuha made it work, and coming to the nation of freedom now filled him with an undeniable feeling of happiness to see you again.

Until he comes back and is greeted with a kitten that you’d supposedly taken the form of.

“They mixed a few ingredients in your lab and now…” Kazuha began, holding the small furry ball in his hands. “They’ve turned into a cat?”

Albedo begrudgingly nodded, not seeming pleased in the slightest by the turn of events.

But the thin line of his lips quirked up to a smile of amusement. “Why am I not surprised?” He hummed, holding up closer to his face to get a better look at your small form. “That seems like something you’d do.”

Alas, Kazuha has no intention of stopping his life of adventure. But he agrees to keep his travelling to the land of Monstadt, reporting back to the city to see if any progress with Albedo has been made.

And you, well of course you get a front row ticket to all the sights. Curled in the pocket of his shirt, you’d have it no other way.

Kazuha speaks to you constantly, talking about what happened in his previous adventures or how he’s happy that he finally gets to explore with you. When running from monsters or cutting them down, he fights with only one hand. The other is cupping you tightly to his chest, making sure that no harm comes to you, no matter what the cost.

And when you’ve both spent the entire day uncovering the secrets of Monstadt, he’ll set a tent right outside the city. Sleeping on his side, he has you facing towards him like you normally would if not in the form of a cat. He whispers haikuu’s that hes thought of during the trip, and how much he loves you, even if you’re in the form of a kitten. Peppering your face with kisses and giggling when you try to kiss him back. He doesnt mind waking up to your small form licking his cheek and your paw plastered on his forehead.

And when Albedo finally finds a cure, Kazuha will also be sad to see your fluffy form leave. The adventures you both shared will always stay in his memory as one of his favourites, with you.

Albedo

Considering he’s the one that has to find the remedy for you, he’s sorta disappointed. Gives one look at the concoction you made and gives you a firm stare, he should’ve known you’d try to do something like this sooner or later.

“I’m going to need you to tell me which exact ingredients you used,” he hummed when picking you up. Being careful because your small form shuddered and seemed to sway with the new body. When he sets you on the table, you almost flop down.

The majority of Albedo’s time will be dedicated to finding a cure, but he’ll set up a small blanket for you to rest on while he works. Occasionally you’ll find him stroking your fur as he studies the chemical interaction, mumbling about how troublesome this all is and how you mixed the worst possible combination imaginable.

But despite all that, at the end of the day when he’s exhausted, he’ll pick up your bundled form and carry you to the bed he has on the side of the lab. His heart melts when you start to lick his cheek in form of a kiss, and he ends up setting you atop his chest and giving you a goodnight peck.

It wont take him long to find the remedy, and when he turns you back you better be ready for a firm scolding. He won’t admit it, but he still found the time with you as a small cat enjoyable.

Thoma 

Out of all the boys, Thoma would probably be able to take care of you best.

He’s experienced when handling Taroumaru, and is always cleaning and keeping the Kamisato residence organized. When he first hears of your transformation, it takes a little bit for him to adjust.

“Y/n?” He whispered to the small kitten in his arms, as if expecting you to talk back. You meowed in response, looking up at him with wide eyes that screamed, ‘Help me!’

He thinks you’re adorable.

Whispering promises about how the alchemist is going to cure you, he manages to slide you into his normal daily routine. You’ll run around the Kamisato residence as he cleans, getting reprimanded when you scurry around with dirty paws. When he goes out to do the laundry, he will let you sit atop all the clothes. 

Ayaka and Ayato love you.

They were always kind and you got along with them in human form, but as a cat… well Ayaka has always wanted a pet. And not necessarily that she sees you as one, but she’s so happy to have a fluffy companion in the house.

Days consist of you attempting to aid Thoma with his chores, which just end up with him having to work more to clean what you mess up. But he doesn’t mind it, spending entire days with you are a blessing.

“I love you,” he murmurs when he’s settled in bed. The fluffiest blanket in the household cocoons your kitten form, only your head poking out. “I love you so much, cat or not.” His fingers slowly ruffle the fur or your head, his smile is gentle when you purr in return. “Although you’re adorable like this.”

Thoma welcomes your human form back, but he will also miss the days where he could have you all to himself. Doing chores and cleaning the residence was more fun with your presence.

Venti 

“Y/n? A cat??”

It took the archon a moment to extend his hands towards your fluffy form, taking you from Albedo’s arms and scanning your head that poked out from the towel you were engulfed in.

It didn’t take Venti long to remember that he was allergic to cats.

“Oh, you’re actually cu- aaAACHOO!”

But Albedo wasn’t there to witness the archons struggles with your new body, and he disappeared after hearing the first sneeze. 

Venti gently puts you on the ground before jumping five feet away, rubbing his red nose sheepishly and trying to figure out how this would work. He wanted to be the one to take care of you, even if you took the form of his sacred enemy.

Right after Zhongli-

He takes off his cape and adds another layer to the blankets engulfing you. He still sneezes when picking you up, but it’s bearable this time.

It becomes a confusing routine after that.

Each day consists of Venti figuring out ways to interact with you. Varying from barging in with a hazmat suit, to putting you in a bag and trying to hold you that way.

Needless to say, none of them worked. The hazmat suit was too tough for him to move around and hold you so he just ended up flopping on the ground and laying there. The bag left you scrambling for an escape and Venti ended up taking you out and whispering apologies through the other side of the door. 

But he was your idiot.

It becomes a cheesy long distance relationship where he sends you notes from the other room. Hearts and compliments, terrible drawings that had you cursing Albedo for not having the remedy ready at the moment.

When Albedo does come with the cure, it’s a very happy reunion. Unlike the rest of the boys, Venti didn’t enjoy the time when you were in the form of a cat. Your transformation has Venti awaiting you for a hug and to be able to finally pepper your face with kisses. You won’t mess with Albedo’s ingredients again :,)

Xiao 

Disappointed.

“They were messing with stuff in your lab?” The adeptus asked when gave to face with the alchemist. The question was rhetorical, he didn’t look impressed when staring at your kitten form. “Never mind, of course they were. Thank you for bringing them to me.”

Xiao was gentle when plucking you away from Albedo, but the look he gave you when he turned around and headed to the inn was one that left you with dread. 

Out of everyone that could possibly hold you in their arms, Xiao knew the least of what to do with you.

Most interactions will go as the following:

“Speak.” Your eyes stared back into his, blank. 

You meowed in return.

“Speak,” he repeated, and with no answer, he shook his head. “Foolish human… no, foolish cat.”

In the end, it’s Verr who takes charge in how to take care of you and what to feed you. Xiao just watches on the side and returns your longing stare with a glare.

You’d think he hated you if it wasn’t for the way he held you when you slept. Every time he came across sleeping form, or rather your supposed sleeping form, he’d express some sort of affection. 

First it started with his fingers stroking your fur. It had escalated to soft kisses on your nose or neck, and on the rare occasion he would speak.

“I don’t know what to do with you,” you’d heard him say one night. “You can’t speak to me, you’re so utterly defenseless in that form that I’m scared to touch you…” he leaned his head further into his knees. “I just want to hear your voice again… hear you tell me that it’s alright.”

Neverthless, you don’t stay in this state for long. Albedo comes back with the remedy, and Xiao is happy to see you return to your human form. 

You’ll spoil him with kisses and sweet promises, he just wants to hear you and feel you in his arms.

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hi, i hope i'm not bothering you, but i can order a Scaramouche × Kitsune reader, the two met before the vision hunt (and before he was a fatui if you want) the reader was always in the same place, sometimes having a conversation , the good old routine, but with the hunting of visions the reader disappeared not wanting to give up his own vision, and years later a reunion, SFW or NSFW is by your will, thank you, I really admire your work

Summary - Scaramouche met you as a child, growing up with the constant assurance that you would be right there, sitting at your spot where he could meet you with every visit. He isn't happy when you suddenly disappear.

Pairing - Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warning - Slight Yandere warnings?

Penpal - Ahhh- hope this is what you were looking for. I couldn't find a spot to put much nsfw unless I considered writing more for the series ( I could, just put a request in if thats what you’re looking for ). But I hope you liked it!! You're not bothering me at all and I'm glad you like my work!

A/N - Alright- so considering that with the 2.1 update with Scaramouche coming in, I just wanna state beforehand that I wrote this prior so I dont know if we learn about his backstory or anything!!

Link for Part 2

Stay With Me

Scaramouche was used to the routine he’d found himself going along with every visit to Inazuma. As a child he’d pass through the wild fields that stretched just beside his hometown, adventurous and curious with all the tenacity of a child.

And of course you, a kitsune that sat perched on the ground awaiting the Kitsune Saiguu, was bound to notice him. Unlike the other earth kitsune statues, you hadnt turned to stone during your wait. Instead, staying in the same place did you interact with travellers and the locals, which included Scaramouche.

“Fox person!” The little boy chanted, pulling at the hems of your clothing. Bright blue eyes bore into your own, and you slowly shifted your head to pay attention to the boy who was on the verge of bouncing on you.

Humming in reply to his excitement, the little boy paused, both of his small hands still tightly clasping the fabric of your clothes. Soft matted hair brushed past his face in a messy manner, calling out the boy for his boundless running and rebellious urge to keep his hair messy despite his parents wishes.

“Play with me!”

Staring at the boy only a moment longer, you simply chuckled at his antics. “I’m afraid I cannot move from the spot in which I dwell~ Perhaps I’ll be able to entertain you if you bring cards?”

But the young boy had made up his mind at the statement to which you couldn't move. A pitiful frown enfluged his face as he cast you the nastiest glare a five year old could muster. “Boring!” He shouted into the distance of the fields, dramatically turning on his heels and bouncing up into a sprint away. You watched his small figure fade away into the background, absentmindedly sighing and returning to your mindless thoughts.

As a child, Scaramouche would pass by you fairly often. Frequent when he asked you to play with him, and storming away with the same expression when you denied him. Nothing out of the ordinary, you’d lived for an exceptional amount of time, and even though grumpy children were not your specialty, you’d grown accustomed to their behaviour.

Growing up, Scaramouche got no better. You soon noticed his violent tendencies before they became an issue, the way the children shied away from him when playing Temari. Hiding in front of a tough exterior, he scared them away and laughed, approaching you later with tearful sob.

“Will you play with me?” He asked again, trying to hide the fact that he still wept when the other children pushed him away.

But your answer stayed the same, helping him wipe his tears and coaxing him into your arms. Not the first time you’d made contact with a human, but the first time you held them in such an affectionate manner.

It was clear Scaramouche was beginning to see you as some sort of pillar of reassurance when he began running away from home to simply ask to be held. You always welcomed him with open arms, urging him to head back to his household and sort things out. There was no harm in simply providing love and comfort for a child who received none was there?

“Now now, hurry back home little one. Your parents must be growing awfully worried if you’re out by this time at night.”

“My parents dont care about me!”

Darkness slowly pooled into the fields, an obscure shade covering the two of you from the tree you were under. Biting back form your normal emotionless statements, you pondered for something to soothe and convince the boy. Misunderstandings and hardships were normal from what youd seen with children, and you could only offer your hand on his shoulder, a promise. “Go back, I promise to stay here if anything further happens. But you shold give them another chance dont you think?”

And so he’d sprint back to his hometown, and you wouldnt hear from him again till he ran up right up to you a few days later. Begging you to play a game with him. The normal you supposed, and with a grin that seemed to stretch wider with every day, you told him the same thing you told him every single time.

“You cant move?!” Scaramouche nearly yelled one time, tiny fists curling at his side. “Thats… thats stupid!”

“It is isnt it?” You only smiled in response.

Unsatisfied with your response, he clawed your arm, pulling you with all his might. Strong, you realized with surprise that he was much stronger than most children his age. Easy enough to tug away from, but strong enough to take you off guard.

Snapping your hand back to your side, you narrowed your eyes. You weren't angry… no, you hadnt felt strong feelings like that after the disappearance of the Kitsune Saiguu. “Do not attempt to move me,” was your curt response, said in the most stern voice you’d used with the boy.

He’d looked at you only a few seconds longer before bursting into tears, turning away and running. You didn't feel regretful for defending yourself, only turning once more with a tired sigh to stare at the distance.

But just as you stayed ageless, Scaramouche grew older. Still, crossing each others pass was inevitable when you sat in the plains, just alongside the path that lead to his hometown.

With a permanent scowl that seemed to stain his face, he still seemed to have mature a tad bit. Maybe hadnt improved in the social department, because he now scared children and adults and alike, but more mature…

“Hm? Whats this?”

Once again, sitting criss cross under the large tree that provided the perfect shade on sunny days, you stared at the boy expectantly. His hands hesitated at your question, but he resumed shuffling. “Cards,” he simply said in response.

A small featherlike feeling flitted across your chest, making you feel lighter and… almost ticklish. A small smile crossed your face, and you recognized the emotion to be one of adoration. For him to have remembered words you’d spoken years ago, it gave you a warmth you’d sorely missed. A warmth akin to watching him and the other children grow up.

“Ew, dont smile like that, its creepy.”

Swatting at his head, he frowned further when you laughed. “You’re more mature,” you pointed out, lazily leaning back. “You need to work on your people skills though, as someone who hasnt moved in years, thats pitiful that I know more than you.”

“Shut it!”

But as he grew up, you hardly got to see much of him. He’d reached your height and then fully disappeared, leaving no goodbye. And much as you hated to admit it, you hardly noticed, not when days passed in a flurry. You were used to being by yourself, entertaining the kids and greeting the people that passed by.

Sometimes, there’d be the reminder of the warmth he’d given you. But it was quickly overshadowed by your duty to remain seated in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. A dedication kept in its earnest, but beginning to dwindle.

Inazuma was beginning to change.

“The vision decree…” you repeated, staring at the traveller who’d mentioned it to you. “Care to elaborate?”

The new archon threatenening to take away visions from every inhabitant of Inazuma. It was preposterous, so much that you didnt move. Your vision meant the world to you, but so did the Kitsune Saiguu. You werent sure just how you weighed the two till you saw civilians passing by you, ones you recognized, ones that didnt recognize themselves.

It was snowing, cold snowflakes melting into your skin while your hair soaked in the water. Unflinching, you hummed to a little tune, awaiting someone to pass you so that you could attempt to strike a conversation of somesort. The unnatural weather distanced all who entered the field though, and you simply waited. For the Kitsune Saiguu, for someone, or for some form of entertainment, you didnt know. You Slowly closing your eyes, you decided not to care.

“Im gone for five years and you’re still sitting here like a dumbass.”

Eyes snapping open, you find yourself face to face with a complete stranger. Dark purple hair with dark blue eyes, piercing and dangerous in a way you dont recognize at all. Fancy clothing that you cant identify or put a name on.

The boy took a step towards you, crouching down to stare at you directly. His eyes scanned over your figure briefly, and he brushed the snow out of your hair and ears with one flick of his hand. In the next, he was offering a coat to you. “Take it, you’re probably getting cold.”

You leaned forward, ignoring the coat he offered you. Gently, you raised your hand to brush the hair from his eyes, centred on the way his pupils widened. Offering a small moment of surprise and one glimpse into the small childlike blue eyed wonder he was. “Kiddo,” you breathed, pulling your hand back and scanning him once again. “You’ve grown.”

“And you havent.”

Snickering at his comment, you took the coat. You didnt need it, but he looked like he didnt either. He was already wearing clothing that kept him warm, and with careful observation and an untouched coat, you settled on the fact that he’d brought it here. Brought the coat here for you.

“Still havent improved with those social skills of yours have you?”

He scoffed, letting himself fall back till he was sitting fully. “I dont want to hear it from someone who refuses to move an inch for years. Lazy ass.”

You open your mouth to retort, but instead laugh at his comment, shaking your head. “Gained some humour on your journeys have you? Bad words too it seems. Anyways...” He had sat down, which meant that he meant fully well to sit, chat, and catch up. That familiar warmth filled your chest, a contrast between the cold snow. “Welcome back.”

It wasnt often that Scaramouche visited Inazuma, but when he did, he was sure to visit you. The two of you would sit down for hours, talking about the most trivial topics. He never mentioned what he did in his time away, and you never asked.

But things began to go downhill when news of the vision decree finally took action.

“Its no joke anymore! The Raiden Shogun has taken custody of almost a hundred visions!”

In that moment you made your decision, weighing your vision over the Kitsune Saiguu. Awfully selfish you knew, but you’d spent decades sitting there in wait.

And for the first time you sat up from your position on the ground, clumsily stumbling upright but gaining balance. It takes a few steps until you’re back to normal, and you begin your journey in order to escape the Raiden Shogun’s vision hunt decree.

_-_-_-_

You didnt expect to see him again.

Long grass tickled at the skin of your legs, making you adjust your footing to no avail. Sun slowly descending past the mountains to mark the start of an evening and the soon approaching night. A normal day of exploring the mountains and islands of Inazuma, observing the constant changing situation, and running away from the vision decree like a favourite past-time.

With the exception of a firm grip on your wrist.

Dark purple like hair, same hate brimmed eyes and lavish clothing. You recognized Scaramouche the moment he had appeared, looking just as surprised as you were. That being before he snatched your wrist and snarled, “You.”

You wouldve considered it pure luck to find him, an unexpected reunion with someone you actually remembered. But no, his tone had some predatorial edge to it that had you cringing. Hard. “Yes, its me.” You answered back with a frown, trying to loosen his hold. “Nice to see you too, is something the matter?”

He only seemed confused at your words, pulling you closer.

“Something the matter?” He asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Well, to start, you’re not sitting at your damn spot.”

Taken aback for a moment, you wondered if that sole fact was what drove the boy to such lengths. Surely he couldn't be so troubled over the fact that you moved… “The vision hunt decree, I'm sure I mentioned that I was sticking around in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. I decided to wander around and avoid the conflict until I could settle back.”

“You could’ve waited for me,” he stated almost instantly. “I could have protected you.”

You felt your brows furrow quizzically. “Wait for you? Why in the world would I-”

“Why wouldn't I?” He pushed you closer till he could fully grab both wrists, taking a step closer as if his words would resonate clearer in your head. “You took care of me as a child, it would only be fair for me to repay the favour.” But he only seemed to be looking for excuses. “And besides, you can't just up and leave… I didn't know.”

Before you could interject with the obvious answer that he didn't need to know, you stopped. You’d lived decades, nearly centuries if you’d kept count, and you had learned to read people's expressions even when you’d stayed away from them for so long. He didn't know. It hit you in the most unpleasant way that he wasn't aware that it was none of his concern. To him, you were just another thing he needed to keep track of, something he had control over. His face basically screamed, ‘I depended on you to stay in that place.’

Deep breath in and out. You’d lived long, longer than him, you could deal with a child throwing a tantrum.

“Don't worry,” you gestured to the vision ta your side. “I'm strong enough to protect myself, I appreciate your concern, but I’ll be back when the vision decree ends.”

Unconvinced, he pulled you closer, just until your faces were mere inches away from each other. “No,” he said in a stern voice. “I’d rather you by my side, where I can protect you. I hate to question what you’re capable of, but you’ve been sitting down for as long as I’ve known you for.”

“I’ve lived decades more than you,” a simple reply, hopefully enough to get by him. You snatched your hands back with ease, ears flinching slightly when a cold breeze swept past you. But you stayed firm, not wanting to look vulnerable against the imposing air he had around him.

Still unconvinced. “You’re coming with me.”

“No I’m not.”

You’d known him as a kid, watched him grow up along with all the other small ones in his hometown. And maybe you admit you cared a smudge bit about the warmth he gave you when settling down to play cards, but he was different. He had changed in the worst way and you weren't about to deal with it.

“So you’re not coming with me voluntarily?” He asked softly, taking a small step to which you responded by stepping back. He had his hands up, as if telling you he wouldn't hurt you. But the way he said voluntarily sent shivers up your spine.

“No.” Hand on your vision, you held your own hand up threateningly.

He took his time when tilting his head, taking a deep breath in, and then appearing in front of you in just a short stride. Too quick to react, you hesitated before you could attack him. You didn't want to hurt him, he was still a child in your eyes, and you paid the consequences for that. He slid his hand just along your neck, and a jolt of electricity seemed to thrum inside you just as you collapsed in his arms.

Scaramouche was quick to catch you, hoisting you up into his arms dearly. “I do hope you’ll come to understand,” he said softly, cradling your unconscious form in his arms. Making sure not to crush your tail when carrying your legs, he looked past the mountains, sigh resting on his lips.

Because Scaramouche liked to have control of the things he held dear. Like keeping all your valuables neat and tidy in a closet, he was happy knowing you were safe and stable in that spot you always sat on.

And he couldn't have you moving could he?

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( gn!reader x scaramouche )

Summary - Scaramouche is not a hopeless romantic. But perhaps... 

Pairings - gn!Reader x Scaramouche

A/N - I wrote this on a whim listening to asmr of rain after a super bad day at school and volleyball. Fictional characters really are the best <3

The soft pitter patter of the rain on wood awoke Scaramouche, a gentle soothing noise that sang only of sleep and a lazy day. The harsh winds howling in the distance, leaves brushing against the glass of his window as it bounced up and down with the droplets. Calm, he felt safe in the warmth of his covers, letting sleep overtake him.

“I love you.”

Your lips pressed against his forehead was the second contact to crack his eyes open. The rain once again playing the sluggish morning anthem, coaxing him into the new warmth beside him as you slipped underneath his covers. 

Scaramouche stared half lidded, “What is this?”

“Affection.”

The covers were a beige, a darker shade of pillows complimenting the palette of the room. But the curtains covered all but the tree that lobbed to the side, casting a dark hue into the room and maintaining the morning at a slow pace.

He didnt hesitate when mumbling, “Disgusting,” under his breath. And it was only when you pulled away that he leaned further into you. His small body flushed against yours, you wouldve been able to see the slight tint of red on his cheeks if you looked down.

You leaned back down on your back, and Scaramouche followed suite and cuddled up on top of you. His head on your chest with both hands on either side of you.

“Do it again.”

It was you who was tired, slow when chuckling at his giddy response. “Hm?”

“This…” Pensive eyes now seemed fully awake as he hesitated, a bitter taste on his tongue at the mere word. “Affection.”

He knew the words that you held back, the same, ‘you’re so cute,’ stare you always gave him when he was soft. When he spoke with his heart and not his mind, letting the words he wanted to let go fall with the morning rain. Because you were his sanctuary, the roof in his haven that held back the bad weather. Kept the raging storms in his head at bay, holding him so close, suffocatingly so that all he could think about was you.

Scaramouche was not a hopeless romantic.

You leaned down at his request, pressing your lips against his skin once more before pulling away. Again, the same warmth ran through his veins, quickly sweeping through the rest of his body and leaving the heat of the blanket a hoax in comparison to your touch.

He was not a hopeless romantic.

But perhaps he’d consider it, for you.

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Experiment Gone Wrong ( genshin x reader )

Summary - Albedo messes up an experiment, you end up with cat ears. What would the Genshin characters' reactions be if they saw their s/o with them?

Pairings - Reader x Diluc/Kaeya/Zhongli/Beidou/Childe

Warnings - Nonee

A/N - Ugh, start of the week :(

Diluc

Diluc wouldn’t know how to react.

He’d been worried because of Albedo’s accidental experiment. Scared that somehow you’d gotten hurt, but he wasn’t expecting this.

He’d probably stand there frozen for a little bit before beginning to ask you questions, he’s obviously still worried and as much as he hates to deny it, he finds the cat ears incredibly cute.

Not that he’d ever tell you.

Once getting the gist of what happened, he might ask to touch them, yknow, out of curiosity and worry.

And just cause they’re really fluffy and he wants to touch them.

He would be soft of course, running his fingers through the back of it and rubbing his thumb against it just to realize how thin and fragile they really are.

And ofc they’re sensitive af.

So you slap his hand away, voice coming to a high pitched screech when you tell him that even as delicate as he is, they’re sensitive.

He’d probably feel really bad after.

But still want to touch them.

If they stay for a while until Albedo finds the cure, he would definitely convince you to let him touch them every so often. His touch is always so gentle, and he likes seeing the expression you make 😏

Kaeya

Oh god Kaeya…

He would definitely see this as a way to tease you even more, especially if they’re sensitive.

The first time he saw you with them, like Diluc he’d probably be shocked for a bit. This wasn’t what he expected for Albedo’s mess up of an experiment.

He wasn’t complaining tho-

Kaeya would tell you how cute they looked, flattering and flustering you at the same time. He’d ask you if he could touch them, and if you told him you weren’t comfortable with it, he’d understand. If you said it was fine… well, prepare yourself for the teasing that comes along with it.

He will pay special attention to them, and like Diluc his touch is soft as he runs his fingers or kisses them when you cuddle. Additional points for him to see your reactions.

He’d definitely be super careful though.

Without much info of the surprise ears on your head, he doesn’t want to accidentally make a mistake or cause you any pain. So even if he seems confident with his actions, he’s definitely on high alert with them.

But otherwise, it’s like his new little obsession.

Every time the two of you are together, he’ll be playing with them. Even if it’s just treading his fingers through your hair and pinching them between his fingers, or pressing endless kisses when you’re leaning up against him or trying to get some sleep.

He might bribe Albedo to hold off on the remedy for a bit if the alchemist ends up finding it soon enough :)

Would call you kitten the entirety of the time.

Stuff like, “My kitty cat~” and any flirtatious nickname that has the word kitten or cat in it.

Zhongli

Super confused.

In all the time that Zhongli has lived, he’s never seen a scenario like this. Typically, he will have knowledge of experience with anything that comes his way, but this is something and new.

In the centuries and millennia’s that he’s existed (bruh idk how long-) he’s never seen anything like it.

Kudos to Albedo for that-

So he doesn’t know what to do.

He’d definitely ask you a ton of questions about them, and unlike the other boys, he wouldn’t touch them. He knows that like other felines, their ears are extremely sensitive, so he doesn’t want to risk making you uncomfortable or cause you any pain.

If he does touch them, it’s just kisses. He doesn’t want to touch them with his hands in case that makes you feel uneasy. He doesn’t to pet you like a cat.

Whenever he’s telling his stories and you’re sitting on his lap, he won’t hesitate to press his lips against the corners of your ears, an act of affection that gets you flustered every time.

Zhongli doesn’t want you to be insecure about them, so he will make the time you have with cat ears enjoyable, spoiling you with more kisses than often.

Beidou

Would laugh.

Cat ears? Not what she expected that’s for sure. She’d tell you they suit you before feeling them with her fingers, a bit rougher than the other boys.

Compliments them constantly, how fluffy they are, what they remind her of, how they suit you.

“Ha- they look adorable on you-! What? Don’t give me that look, I’m being honest!”

Might mention it to her crew, and then you’ll have a ton of people surrounding you and asking to touch them.

Beidou wouldn’t let them touch them tho-

Those ears are especially reserved for her 😏

She would ruffle your hair, patting you on the head and telling you that you remind her of a cat. If you told her they were sensitive, she’d laugh it off but probably make a mental note to be softer with them.

Plays with them all the time when you cuddle, and would lowkey be sad if Albedo found the remedy for the experiment. She wouldn’t tell you though, and she loves you either way. The cat ears were just adorable on you~

Childe

Oh boy…

Might take a little while to convince the boy to touch them softly because they were sensitive, and he’d definitely be rough the first few times when patting your head and feeling around the ears.

Does not mind your embarrassment.

Probably finds it funny.

He will teasingly use it against you, and if you both ever end up having arguments during the time you have the cat ears, he’ll just stop mid sentence to pet them.

“What can I say? They’re too cute to resist~”

Might be a little annoying cause he doesn’t fully take you serious with them. And with your flustered or angry reactions, he’ll just laugh and say you really do look like a cat.

His cute kitty~

He’s a curious boy- so rather than kissing the ears or petting them like the rest of the characters did, he will spend his overall time just feeling around them. Pinching the corners, seeing how you react, asking you if it hurts. It doesn’t, unless he’s being a bit too rough, but you don’t complain. His gloves feel really nice against the fluffy ears :)

Would act like a little kid after they get taken away, pouting and saying that he liked them. Would definitely end up giving you more head kisses after the entire experience though, mentioning sometimes how he misses them.

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Hellooo, I hope you don't mind if I request something a lil nsfw-ish but could I ask for Kaeya, Diluc and Childe reacting to female reader asking them jokingly if they would hold her big boobs so she can have a moment of relief? I always joke about it with my friend so it would be interesting how would they react haha Thank you in advance and have a nice day 💜

Summary - You ask some of the genshin boys to hold your breasts for a moment of relief.

Pairings - Reader x Kaeya / Diluc / Childe

Warnings - No real NSFW, just boob touching and a bit suggestive… if you’re okie with that it should be fine.

Penpal - Have a nice day as well! I’ve joked about it a few times myself- but I hope you enjoy the hc! I didn’t make it nsfw tho.

A/N - I’m unsure about Diluc, I feel like he’d be more confident about it, but at the same time compared to Kaeya and Childe his reaction would be more hesitant?

A Moment of Relief

Kaeya

Uhm… he literally would??

Like ask and he delivers. Kaeya values your comfort and happiness, especially as his s/o. If your boobs are getting heavy and you ask him to give you a moment of relief, he would.

He might be a tad surprise you asked such a thing at first, but he quickly adapts, and you won’t notice the hesitation before he walks towards you and does just as you asked.

If its a joke, be prepared for quite a surprise.

“They just feel heavy,” you stated, adding to the joke as you continued to wash the dishes. You and Kaeya had just finished a meal, and as he cleaned the table you were finishing with the dishes. You didn’t honestly expect him to do anything, and took a deap breath in before beginning to say it was a joke.

You didn’t quite get the chance to tell him that.

He leaned against you, and you could dimly feel his toned chest against your back. That wasn’t the main source of your attention though, not when his hands slide up your shirt.

“Kaeya.”

His hands are cold, you realize that when his thumbs slowly slide up your stomach to your chest. He’s gentle when cupping your breasts, holding them and lightly rising them enough to relieve you of their weight without making it uncomfortable.

“Feel better?” His voice is right next to your ear, breath fanning your neck. You automatically jump up, cheeks slightly flushed. You hadnt actually expected him to go this far, which was endearing in its own way- but way too much of a shock.

You found yourself leaning into his touch anyway, not feeling guilty in the slightest. “It was a joke,” you simply grumbled. After uttering those words, you flinched when he began to rub his fingers along the skin of your chest. His contact earlier had been soft and comforting, but now it had turned playful and… good.

It wasnt hard to imagine the wide smirk on his lips when he continued to play with your breasts. Either way, he was still holding them up if it accounted to anything. “A joke?” Was all he answered with. After that, he released them, pulling his hands back.

“Yeah you jerk,” you puffed out, grabbing his hands. “I never said you could stop though.”

Diluc

Uhm… no?

Diluc would take a long time to scan your face, wondering if you really meant it or not. Be prepared for his wide eyed flustered face that no one gets to lay their eyes on. No one except you, because if you ask questions like this you probably get to see it a lot.

He’ll ask you if you meant it, if you really meant it.

Diluc isnt embarrassed to touch you, quite the opposite, it depends what stage in the relationship the two of you are at. At the beginning yes, but later on the issue wouldnt be the contact, well… he would just be surprised.

If it came down to it, he would, maybe a little awkwardly at first, but he’d get used to it. If there was someway to make you feel better, he would take it. Maybe a little more hesitantly than Kaeya when it comes to physical contact, but yep, he’s got you.

His cheeks were tinted red, eyes wide and fingers fidgeting on the fabric of his coat as he stared. “Hold your breasts?” He repeated, sounding faint because the request just about knocked the breath out of him.

You, unbeknownst to his current condition, kicked off your shoes. A fluid motion accompanied by your jacket and hat after a long walk outside with Diluc. “Mhm,” you hummed absentmindedly.

Now Diluc is just standing there like “oH-”

Cue in his inner panic.

But either way, he’ll slowly approach you, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaving his hands resting on your stomach. In contrast to Kaeya, they’re warm, a perfect contrast from the night breeze you’d both been walking through.

Before Diluc can go any further than that, he leans his head into your shoulder, cheeks still slightly flushed. “You’re sure?” He asks again, and you realize he’s actually gonna go through with it-

“It was a joke-” you begin, slightly breathless with the knowledge that he was gonna…

Okay now you just regret telling him it was a joke ;-;

He doesnt back away immediately, leaving his hands on your stomach as he chuckles, slightly relieved and slightly… not? He wouldn’t have minded holding your breasts thats for sure, but thats a contact he hasnt initiated yet, one that would still make him hesitate and flush.

Oh well, his red face is worth it.

Childe

“They hurt? Okay, c’mere.”

Would literally sit down and beckon you to his lap.

Childe is easily comfortable with physical contact, and he definitely doesnt mind having his hands under your shirt just to hold up your boobs. Its not like he hasnt touched them before anyway-

He’s always concerned with your needs, and if it involves touching you, all the better!

Might ask you a few questions about them just because he never considered they would hurt or feel heavy in general-

You stared at him, eyes wide when he leaned back into the wooden chair, legs wide and waiting. Nothing you were expecting, it was a joke.

Childe could literally sense your hesitation a mile away, you were pretty obvious.

“Hm? Having secondthoughts?”

“No… it was a joke.”

“So they dont feel heavy?”

“No… thats not it.”

“Then get over here.”

He somehow gets you to play along, sit on his lap and let him coax you against him. His calloused hands are gentle when pulling your waist into his, hands slipping underneath your shirt. Much similarly to Kaeya, he rubs the area of your stomach before reaching for your chest.

But he won’t simply lift up your boobs like you asked him too, instead he’ll probably fondle them. Knowing him he thinks it won’t make a difference… well, not that you mind. His curious touch feels good, and he still raises them, so it is relieving.

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Burning Things with Genshin Impact Characters

Summary - Burning things together, escaping burning buildings, and raiding Hilichurl camps <3 Ahh, the epitome of love.

Pairings - Chaotic Reader x Albedo / Venti / Ayaka / Scaramouche

Warnings - Mentions of fire, alcohol, suggestive themes, and uhm- ✨ c h a o s ✨

A/N - Bro- this is just my mental break after writing 6.9k of smut in my last post ;-; And my next two posts are supposed to be for Genshin women and their smut so… I need some cute fluff before I get into that.

Albedo

“Y/n… calm down.”

Urgent eyes darting over the vicinity of your apartment, you hardly spared the light haired boy a glance. “‘Calm down?’” You asked incredulously, flapping your arms around as if that would solve the issue of smolk. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed yet, but our house is ‘burning.’” The bits of ash stung your arms, smoke seething against your eyes.

“I’m aware, I’m just asking you to get off the windowsill.”

Looking down at your already prepped foot right on the metal of the only opening the room, you flashed him a glare. “Uhm… no? I’ll have you know I have things to do and places to be, I’m a very important-”

“‘Y/n,’” Albedo interrupted, exasperated. “Please, come here.”

“No!” You shot back, “‘You’ come here, you aren’t going down in flames with your lab experiment. No matter how important it was.”

You could slowly see the patience from Albedo’s face melt away. An incredible feat, it was far too bad you didnt have the time to admire his ticked off face. “And you plan to jump off and break a couple bones?

“Better than death by fire.”

This time, the alchemist simply pointed to the experiment table, unable to form words.

“Yes and? I already know you messed up your experiment.”

“And,” he continued, irritated. “The table is the only ‘damn’ thing on fire. ‘The only thing on fire.’ The entirety of the house is just ‘dandy.’ Now help me put it out.”

You removed your foot of the ledge. “Oh, now that you mention it…”

Albedo put a hand to his head, sigh escaping as he rubbed his temples. “You’re almost worse than Klee… no, scratch that. You’re worse. Klee wouldn't have run away, she has the decency to stick around and out the fire out.”

“I thought it as a life threatening situation!”

“Mhm,” he hummed, displeased. “Whatever you say, get over here.”

Venti

Your drunk figure stumbled across the plain of grass, arms outstretched as you spun around. The wind rushed past your face, cool against the heat that ran through your veins. You felt dizzy, the world spinning in circles around you.

“Hey!” You spun around, foot sliding around the grass as you struggled to keep yourself from falling back. “You- you over there.”

“Yes?” The bard spoke, whisking the alcohol bottle in his hand in circles. He too had chugged a few too many bottles, but nothing to get him as wasted as you were at the moment. “And I do have a name you know- I’m aware you’re drunk, but it still hurts to know you’ve forgotten it~”

Squinting your eyes, you racked your mind for a name. “Oh.. uh…” It took only a moment till the name flashed in your name, and with a giggle, you turned back around. “Venti!”

“Yes?” He responded, this time with a wide grin.

All that stretched in front of the two of you was a wide field of grass, a grand tree, and a hilichurl camp. The two of you were too far away to quickly make it to the tree, and far enough not to arouse any suspicion with the monsters.

Of course your focus was on the hilichurl encampment.

“Look!” You pointed to the wooden pillars perched upright, two or three hilichurls dancing around a fire. “Lets destroy it!”

Venti nearly choked on the beverage in his mouth, swallowing it before he let out a chuckle. “Destroy it?” he repeated bemused, staring at your knocked up state. “I’d be surprised if you managed to make your way there-”

As if to prove him wrong, you started sprinting.

“Uh oh- hey! That wasnt what I meant!!” And he was sent racing after you.

By the time you made it to the camp, the Hilichurls had taken notice of you. All three of them standing up with some kind of weapon in hand. Your joyous laugh sent shivers down their spine, wobbly walk making them back up.

You were ‘scaring’ them.

“C’mere,” you cooed, arms wide. “I don’t bite.”

“Yes you do,” Venti mumbled once catching up to you. Too low for your ears to catch.

When the hilichurls didnt move, you whirled around to grab the vodka from his hand. A high percentage of course, Venti couldnt get drunk on normal wine or too low of a vodka. With a squeak of surprise, he reached for the bottle.

But it was too late.

You’d throw the bottle right at the hilichurls, who dashed away right at that moment. They abandoned camp and sprinted towards the meadow to find some refuge in the trees.

But that wasnt the end of the chaos.

Oh no, the bottle just ‘had’ to spill its contents onto the grass. And well, knock over a torch light stand while it was at it, which meant what? Fire.

“Its burning!”

“Oh dear…”

Venti pulled you away from the camp, sending a gust of wind to pick up the remainder of whatever was burning and put it out. “What am I gonna do with you…” he whispered in a groan. You happily skipped alongside him, giggling at his remark. “My little menace.”

He made a mental note not to bring you to the tavern again.

Side note - No Hilichurls were harmed during the raid-

Ayaka

“‘I’m saving her.”’

Hanging on a tree just beside the Kamisato residency, you and Thoma crouched on a single branch, tipping from side to side to regain balance before falling. That wasn’t the main issue, because just beside you was Ayaka, trapped in a burning building as she frantically tried to put the fire out.

“I’m her bodyguard,” Thoma beside you seethed, pushing you lightly to get you to move. “Therefore its my jobs to protect her, move.”

You shoved back, “And she’s the girl I love, got an issue with that?” You stuck your tongue out, “Or maybe you’re just ‘jealous’, wanna play hero and get her to fall in love? Too bad, you know we’re a thing, get over it.”

“Do you ‘want’ me to hurt you?”

“No thanks, save that for your new girlfriend and your bsdm kinks.”

“HEY- I DONT HAVE-”

But you’d already jumped, grabbing with both hands onto the window ledge and hoisting yourself up. The smoke hit you, burning your eyes and making your nose scrunch up in distaste. If this was your first reaction- how was Ayaka?!

You looked around, spotting the girl trying to put out the fire. It wasnt a big one, in fact it was just the cooking stove and a tinge of the carpet was on actual fire. The rest was just too much smoke, and a coughing Ayaka spilling water over everything.

Racing over, you began stomping on the flames of the carpet. Noticing you, she put her attention on the stove, and the two of you managed to clear away all the fire in no time.

It was when she put her hand over her mouth to cough that you realized you needed to get her out of there. Picking her up with ease, you cradled her in your arms as you dashed to the window. You didnt want to know what the rest of the house, and if there was any more fire, Thoma could put it out right?

Unfortunately for you, that wasnt even your main worry as you made it to the window. Water had somehow made it just below the windowsill, and instead of jumping out with precision, you slipped you with Ayaka in your arms, screaming out in surprise.

So you did all you could do, tuck her in your arms with your back to the ground and hoped you didnt die.

“‘Umph’- holy you’re heavy.”

You weren’t dead but…

‘Being in Thoma’s arms is worse.’

His face said the same, so he dropped you and instead held Ayaka in his arms. You watched as his face morphed into one of worry and compassion, “Princess- are you alright?”

“I was the one who caught her!” You blurted from your position on the ground, stumbling up to stand.

“And I caught both of you,” he corrected, flashing her a grin before giving you a look of distaste. “By accident, it was by pure luck that you happened to be holding onto her.”

You flashed him the middle finger, “Well your jobs done, saved the day, now fuck off.”

“‘You’ fuck off.”

“You have no reason to be here.”

“And leave Ayaka with an incapable fool? How did you slip out of a ‘window?’”

“Water you dumbass, now let go of her before I beat the shit out of you-“

“Ha- I’d like to see you try.”

Meanwhile, Ayaka rest cradled against Thoma’s chest, a look that your bickering was getting to her, and that she was seriously getting ticked off.

“Can you both just ‘shut up?’”

Scaramouche

Everything was ‘burning.’

Scarlet flames licking the wooden planks, crackling as splintered logs came crashing down and silenced by the background screams. Chaos strewn from side to side, a contrast from the normal pace of your footsteps, the calm collected look on your face.

“That was fun,” you simply stated to the boy beside you, squeezing his hand. “We should do it again some other time.”

He squeezed your hand back, a gesture far beyond him. However, he didnt reply, just walking alongside you with your hands interlocked and casually walking away from the crime scene.

Side note - you could really tell I got hit by writers block on the last one ;-;

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Hello, can I request a reaction with childe, albedo, xiao and diluc where their SO is pretty clumsy and one day, they (the characters) just snap and say mean things? Please end it with comfort or something nice, my heart isnt strong enough to handle full angst :')

Clumsy S/O x Genshin

Summary - As someone clumsy, the genshin boys often pay special attention to your little accidents and mishaps. One day they snap, comforting ending though ;-;

Pairings - ClumsyReader x Childe / Albedo / Xiao / Diluc

Warnings - A bit of possessive behaviour for Xiao- but otherwise, a tad bit of angst at the beginning of each one.

A/N - After I wrote Albedo’s hc I realized that seeing him angry… would be really hot. Might write up a degradation one after-

Childe

“Stop it! It’s not funny anymore!”

It wasn’t surprising that once again, you’d managed to trip on your own feet and now somehow the vase sitting on the stool next to the couch had fallen… and broke.

But it was the first time you’d heard those words come from him.

“What do you mean… stop?”

Childe had never said anything about your clumsy antics, always picking you up and laughing or teasing the situation off. On the occasion that you got hurt, he’d tend to your wounds and make you promise to be more careful. Of course there was always a next time, and next time, and text time…

Until Childe had enough.

“From falling- tripping over your feet and taking down everything with you! No one tumbles around this much… so either you’re just doing this for fun or- or…”

He began to realize after those words that he’d taken it too far. When glancing at your teary eyes and how your figure started to shake he knew he couldn’t take those words back.

He knew it wasn’t your fault, he knew you tried to be as careful as you could.

But it was so frustrating.

You were still laying on the ground from the fall, and he bent down to help you up. You didn’t look him in the eyes, and an empty feeling buried itself in his stomach when you stood up.

“I’m… sorry.”

It was you who spoke these words, shoulders still shaking. You knew it might’ve been frustrating or annoying for Childe.

The two of you are just standing there, Childe feeling ten times guiltier because you apologized, and you feeling terrible because you’d broken another vase and he’d yelled at you for it.

The two of you feel so bad about it- ;-;

It isn’t till Childe acts out and pulls you into a hug that you realize he felt bad for yelling at you. Sure he may have been frustrated, but it was only cause he was worried about your well being, he didnt want you getting hurt.

“Im sorry Y/n… I didn’t mean to act out like that. I know you're trying your best.”

Albedo

“What happened.”

It was supposed to come out as a question, his eyes trailing over the mess of his lab and the sorry pitiful state it was in.

It didn’t come out sounding like a question.

Seeing Albedo angry of all things was only a myth among the knights of Favonius, a joke to Klee, and a topic never brought up to the citizens of Monstadt.

Albedo? Mad?? Impossible.

Well, you were living proof that it indeed wasnt a myth to see the alchemist angry.

“I fell…” was all you said in response to his glare. “I wasn’t paying attention and I tripped against the table… I’m sorry…”

Of course you were sorry, just waiting for Albedo to get home and maybe scanning the lab and all his experiments while he was away. No bad intentions, but unfortunately your bad habit of tripping over your own feet summoned itself at the worst moments.

Usually, Albedo would catch you with utmost ease. A reflex he’d learned from Klee before she went sprinting out to cause more of a ruckus. If you were to get hurt, he’d usher or carry you back into his house before patching you up. It was always quick and painless, but he made you repeat why you’d fell and how to avoid it.

Albedo wouldn’t be comforting you now.

“You fell?” He simply asked, his tone menacing enough to know that it was something important in that jumble of experiments. “You seem to do that a lot nowadays don’t you?”

You’re at a loss for words, “I’ll help you clean it up… I didn’t mean to-”

Not wanting to mention how the glass shards had cut your hand, you stood up with wobbly knees to start picking up the pieces of glass. You were sure your boyfriend had put a lot of work towards this, and you felt terrible for having ruined it all.

Albedo isn’t a savage tho.

He notices the cut on your palm, and your shaky figure as you begin to clean up the mess you’d made. He knows that cleaning up the lab as soon as possible is important, but you’re still his top priority.

“Come here.”

When you don’t immediately go to him, he walks to you. Taking your wrists and getting a good view of the injury. He tugs you to the doorway to get you fixed up, and realizes that you’re shaking, a little bit too much…

“It… seems I was a bit too harsh earlier.” He fully faces you, expression softening. “I’m sorry, I know you didn’t mean to, none of the items on the table were of any importance if it makes you feel better.”

Please let him wipe any stray tears if you do cry, he didn’t mean to sound so angry, and really doesn’t care too much about what was on that table. Poor man’s just had a tough day at work.

Xiao

“I worry for you, every single minute of every goddamn day- every moment that my eyes aren't on you! Why don’t you make it easier for me and just sit still?!”

Xiao is protective.

That fact is known, its accepted, you might even find it endearing.

But Xiao has lived a much longer life than you, he’s seen the people he loves crumple and drain away. Watched them fade from his life one at a time, so he’s dedicated to making sure you stick around.

He knows that eternity isn’t an option for you, so he makes sure that the time you both have together is s a f e . Which means yes, he will catch you every single time you fall. Especially if it’s off the Wangshu stairs that you somehow always trip on?

The poor boy worries excessively for you, so much that he will try to hurry up the process of clearing out the normal hilichurls or threats that lie around Liyue Port.

But on the very rare occasion that you somehow end up into trouble without him there…

You don’t yell “Xiao” like he told you to, you know he makes such an effort on making you safe, a bit too much… you don’t want to summon him to every trouble you have. You’re independent, one scrape isn’t going to kill you.

“I’m fine,” you simply say when he comes back to find your whole hand encompassed in bandages. “Just tripped.”

Xiao is not impressed.

He worries too much, far too much, and seeing you brush it off when he tries so hard to make sure you’re never in pain- he wishes you’d just sit still, wait for him and not trip on your own feet when doing such mundane things.

“I worry for you, every single minute of every goddamn day- every moment that my eyes aren't on you! Why don’t you make it easier for me and just sit still?!”

You’re obviously taken aback by the statement, “Xiao?” You offer him a comforting hug, trying to loosen his stiff muscles. “It’s impossible from protecting me from everything y’know… I appreciate your worry but I’m fine.”

But that’s a matter that is strained between the two of you, and will continue to be that way until either Xiao somehow lets go of his protective anxious faze, or you just accept it.

Either way, the boy will continue to catch you when you fall. Even if you broke apart from him, left him, you’d still occasionally feel the lightest touch when you trip over your feet and feel yourself steadied.

Diluc

“Are you doing this on purpose?!”

Just like Xiao, Diluc is fairly protective over you, especially if it concerns your health.

He’s often not quick enough to catch you, but instead picks you up in his arms and sits you on the table to make sure you’re not hurt.

You often get bruises, but nothing more serious. He makes sure to kiss them better- something you jokingly stated once, and he’s actually taken it seriously.

“Kissing it will make it feel better? You’re sure?”

Overall, Diluc was very understanding to your clumsy antics. Maybe even find it endearing on a hard day of work, either way, he’d never yell at you for it.

Until he had enough.

It’s exhausting, to hear something clatter and know that you’d probably tripped. Tripped and harmed yourself in one way or another, the options were infinite, and Diluc’s anxiety could heighten at the slightest crashing noise.

“Are you doing this on purpose?!”

Eventually it became too much and he asked you that exact question, hands tangling through his hair as he stared at you wide eyed, furious. There you were on the floor, just a single chair knocked down as you were beginning to shakily stand back up.

“No… of course not. I wouldn’t do these things for fun-“

It’s not like you enjoyed absentmindedly stumbling into objects, it just… happened. Diluc was usually so patient and understanding… so why?

“I know… it’s just...” he rubbed the temples on either side of his face with his thumbs, frown set in a line. “I keep worrying and worrying- every time I hear a noise like that…”

It doesn’t take long for him to sort this out through a conversation, and then settle that you need to be more mindful and careful, something you have to improve on. He will simply watch on the sidelines, catch you when he can, and coax you when you end up hurt.

#genshin impact oneshot #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin #genshin childe #genshin impact childe #genshin diluc #genshin impact diluc #genshin xiao #genshin impact xiao #genshin albedo #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact x reader #albedo x reader #diluc x reader #xiao x reader #childe x reader #cynshealthysfw

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//Albedo story quest spoilers

Hii! I wanted to request an Albedo x fem! reader oneshot where albedo loses control and attempts to destroy mondstat and the reader sorta calms him down? If not thats okay! Love the work you're doing!!🤍

Summary - Albedo tries to destroy Monstadt, and you have to do everything in your power to stop him.

Pairings - Reader x Albedo

Warnings - Mentions of blood and injuries, angst

Penpal - ahhh- idk why this one even took so long, I just took my time getting to it so I'm so sorry it came out late ;-; I really ended up enjoying writing this !! Thank you- and I hope you like it :3

A/N - I havent proofread it yet, I just got back from volleyball and school and I gotta sleep tomorrow before work ;-; see you then

Tag list - @cursedraiden @ohmykazuha

Saving the Chalk Prince

It wasnt supposed to be like this.

Tufts of blonde hair whipped against pale skin, wisps and curls battling against the braids that held them tame. But his hair had long since fell apart from its usual composure, everything had. White jacket obliterated the mere shoulder piece that hung in jagged cuts along his back, purple vest cut, revealing bits of his chests where there should’ve been blood.

Chalk Prince.

Albedo.

He stood atop the Monstadt bridge, head lolled to the side while he kept his eyes wide, blank. Perhaps he truly was unconscious, pupils slipping to the back of his head while his body moved on its own, hands scratched and broken, clothes all but tatters that clung to his slim frame.

No blood.

Not as he moved along the bridge, sword piercing all who stood in his way. No knight could break past the twirl of the blade, the way he maneuvered it in such a way that hit their weak spots and their weak spots only. He may have been unconscious, but it seems even a genius of his nature would recognize the dance, slim pieces of steel clashing again and again until they hit skin.

Albedo didnt flinch when the sword came in contact with him, unmoving where it sliced and cut.

Those who stood a chance were either gone from Monstadt, or didnt have the heart to take down their companion. Until it was a long list of adventurers and knights who’d cleared hilichurl camps. Hoards of slimes and the occasional treasure hoarders. But not a monster, everything else seemed a dull threat in comparison to the ragged figure before them.

Albedo wasnt a monster.

You didnt know what he was.

That didnt stop you of course, not as overused leather boots hit the pavement of the stone bridge. A steady pace that stood unwhithered by the menace in front, firm and unyielding even when passing through the thin layer of crowds and knights trying their best to hold him back.

“Let me through.”

Lawrence stood before you, hands outstretched to shield you away. “No,” was his answer. “You yourself are injured from your last fight, you don’t even have your usual weapon, and-”

“And?” You snapped back, harsh under circumstances that begged you to do so. You needed to reach your lover, even if it meant hauling the man to the side. “You think I’m going to attack him?”

“What else would you do?” He sputtered, arms slightly falling to his hips.

You peeked past his shoulder, Albedo was half way across the bridge. A rhythmic pace, a metronome that brought order upon every tick. His footsteps had the same effect, unsettling how his stature never changed, every movement a timer that struck closer and closer.

“Stop him,” you spoke plainly, confidently. “And unless you believe you can do so yourself, you should get out of my way.”

“You can’t stop him Y/n, please come to your senses. He’s not in his right mind… no one will let you do this.”

Your eyebrows raised in one motion, the sigh leaving your mouth as the second. You made no effort to move, the sword on your side a reminder that you didn’t need to move. “Let me?” Was your only response, head tilting idly to the side as you stared him dead in the eyes. “As if I needed your permission. You want me to sit back and watch? Make me.”

Chatter that had started around you both had died that very second, all eyes on you as you shoved past his shoulder. Lawrence didnt stop you when you walked farther, not when you grabbed the hilt of your sword, not when you held it up.

Not even as you threw it to the ground, in front of Albedo.

This stopped his movements, a hesitation in his step. Standing firmly, he lifted his head to stare at you.

You werent prepared for his face.

His eyes were indeed open, bloodshot even and so wide you doubt he’d blink. But every other muscle in his face was lax, relaxed and emotionless that left his mouth gaping and cheekbones hollow.

“Albedo…”

You began walking towards him just as he did to you, foot stepping on the sword you’d thrown and crunching the metal with a single step. But you didnt falter, not until you were in front of him, face determined and eyebrows narrowed as he drew his sword.

It was then that he held the blade up to your neck, your firm stance and the pressure that he held it in cutting your skin only slightly. Blood slowly dribbled down along your nape, clinging onto the fabric of your shirt and staining it red.

That was when he first broke his composure.

His grip automatically slackened, and for the briefest moment you saw his eyes mellow into the rich blue ocean, a bright hue that lightened his whole face up. He opened his mouth to speak, but his body protested against him. “...run.” Was all he could manage before the red once again overtook his features. “Please-”

But it was a fight he could not win, even with his lover standing in front of him, even when he could very well be the cause of your death. An urge he’d been fighting for so long, hiding and growing. Tending to itself and manifesting into something so big, so hideously angry that he could not control it.

Your face softened, but you didnt waver when you gripped the sword against your neck. He was fighting it, that much as obvious when you threw his hand back to his side.

‘Smack.’

“Wake up,” was your only answer to his plees. Your hand had risen to hit his cheek, slapping his head hard to the side with a force you’d never dared using on him. “Wake up or I’ll throw you off the bridge next, cold water should do the trick.”

Your only response was metal digging into the skiin of your neck, deeper. But a lone tears slipped past a ruthless stare, lashes damp despite his unmoving stature.

I’ll stop you.

Again, this time it was the back of your palm that struck the other cheek. Stronger than the last, sending his head whipping to the other side, his blade dug deeper into your neck.

I’ll save you.

“No you won’t,” the words escaped his lips in a rush. A mindless mumble that stumbled out of his mouth just along the tears on his cheek. “You can’t.”

As if he could see the determination in your eyes, the persistence that led to your unflinching nature to the pain he caused you. Your desperation.

“Yes I can.”

This time, you forced the blade out of his hand. The cuts along your palms didnt bother you, fingers crying in protest to the stinging that it caused. You couldn’t care less.

You knew Albedo was trying so hard to stop it, even when his first slammed right into your shoulder, knocking you off balance. But you’d managed to evade it hitting your head, and you were always better when it came to physical attacks.

Stumbling to the side, you pivoted before his hook reached you. And when he reached for your wrist, your leg caught behind foot and shoved him down, hard.

He was sent down, you along with him.

You had him just how you wanted him, beneath you with nowhere to look away. Till those bloodred eyes were enraptured in yours, wrists pinned down by your hands. Till he had to listen, because it was now either his humanity or his urge. And you sure as hell werent going to let him lose himself in something that had built up without your knowledge, not when your role as his lover was to protect and care for him.

I want to save you.

Words werent needed as you stared him down, biting your lip and tightening your grip when you wanted to cry. It was so hard, so hard to hide the aching behind your lashes, the pain that built up when seeing the one you loved most in such a state.

So please…

But all composure broke when his tears cascaded down the sides of his face. The both of you letting emotions take over and dwell in each others presence, in the danger he posed.

Let me save you.

You bowed your head down to hide the vulnerability written across your face, resting it on his chest. But you couldnt hold it in, not the sobs that racked through your body at the dead sensation.

You couldnt feel his heartbeat.

Perhaps he didnt have one, because the continuation of his breaths proceeded as normal. The occasional hitch implying that somewhere in there he still felt something, that despite the constant reminder that you knew nothing about your lover, he was still Albedo.

That you still loved him.

And possibly, even if it was a feasible option that held no tangible evidence, he loved you just as much. That the secrets werent a barrier in your relationship, and that wished to protest you from them, even if it broke him in the process. A possibility, because his breath caught, and you could feel his hand atop your head, finger slipping along your scalp and against the roots of your head.

“I love you.”

The two of you lay theorem, in the dust and debris that was left of Monstadt bridge, blood and those who had stood in the way of your lover strewn along the stone. Both of you curled up despite the disaster, face and hands gripping onto his chest as you hovered over him, crying.

But his touch was gentle, soft when he slipped his other arm along your waist. Bringing you closer to him, an embrace that made the pain all go away, till it was just him and you.

“I love you.”

#genshin impact #genshin impact hc #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact oneshots #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact x reader #albedo x reader #albedo fluff #albedo angst #cynshealthysfw

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Hey so I just read the Laser Tag AU and maaaan, now I really want to play Splatoon smh aksksjjdjs

Anywayyy my point is: may I request more hcs but with the other boyos (Childe, Albedo, Bennett, Razor, Chongyun, Xingqiu and maybe Aether if you do him too xD)

Laser Tag ( genshin x reader )

Summary - Genshin characters playing laser tag with you their s/o.

Pairings - Reader x Childe/Bennett/Razor/Chongyun/Albedo/Scaramouche

Warnings - Mention of guns and shooting.

A/N - Added in Scaramouche- But I couldn’t think of anything for Xingqiu. I can surprisingly see the majority of the Genshin boys being good at wielding guns, even though they’d probably suck lol

Laser Tag

Childe

Childe is a beast.

Whether it’s in the terrain of his battlefield, or the streets of Liyue playing laser tag, Childe plays to win. He’s always been the competitive type, enjoying the thrill of battle, or in this case, laser tag.

He loves the game.

And of course, you just have to end up on the opposite team as him.

This game is the perfect setup for an enemies to lovers kind of vibe btw. With him shooting at your comrades and eliminating them from left to right, and you doing the same for his team. Very few people stand against him in this game, and his accuracy and sense of battle.

The two of you will spend the entirety of the game playing cat and mouse. Childe chasing after you while you simply escape his sights every time, taking down his teammates while you’re at it.

Childe isn’t as interested in winning, and once you prove to be worthy of a decent laser tag battle, he tries his best to force you to confront him.

Of course you on the other hand take his reckless behaviour to your advantage to turn the game in your favour and strike down his team. You know it’ll piss him off later when you win.

However, it Childe does manage to catch you…

The two of you will fight, that much is obvious. Dodging and attacking him, he will get very into it. Maybe a little too much, but you don’t give in, not until the very end.

Not until he’s on top of you, the two of you toppled over a bunch of hay that cushions your fall when he crashes into you. Not until he’s holding the plastic revolver against your temple, staring straight into your eyes with his signature smirk.

He might sneak a little kiss in there just to throw you off.

But in the end he will make sure he wins, or rather, he eliminates you. He doesn’t care if he doesn’t win the entirety of the game, taking you down was satisfactory enough, and he feels well accomplished and content after.

Would definitely rub it in your face.

If you brush it off as something you didn’t really try in, be prepared to be pinned against the wall and kissed until you admit that you were in fact, doing your best. And yes, he won fair and square.

Bennett

Omg this precious boy-

Bennett will try his hardest, stick by your side and shoot at any approaching target. Considering that the two of you are on the same team, he will promise to protect you.

With one problem.

No matter how well he aims, whether it is going to hit his target or not, the lazer disagrees. Rather, his terrible luck absolutely ruins it and somehow his lazer point ends up somewhere completely else.

“It changed its direction completely!”

Well… you never know, maybe it’s the gun that sends the lazers ray so far off, but considering it’s Bennett, you know it’s no coincidence.

So you end up protecting him.

Dragging him from place to place and shooting down your opponents, the two of you spend your time tripping over random large ass rocks ( with only Bennett’s terrible luck to blame ) and attacking opponents.

You make sure that Bennett is not shot, no matter what. And you give everyone else a terrible glare that basically screams that if they shoot him, they’ll face your wrath.

Nobody shoots Bennett.

By the end of the game, he’ll be grinning ear to ear. And even if he didn’t manage to eliminate anyone, he’ll boast about how his amazing dodging skills pulled him through the game. You’ll agree, lacing an arm around his shoulders and pulling him to the good Hunter to get a good meal.

Just to buy one though, the poor boy can’t cook for his life.

Razor

“Razor… very confused.”

The wolf boy has difficulty with the rules of the game, but the concept of pointing the gun at an opponent and shooting them with a lazer isn’t too hard to grasp.

You find out very quickly that Razor is actually pretty good with aim.

His hands don’t shake for one, and he is so adept to his surroundings that people struggle finding the source of their depleting health. Despite being overall confused at how to play, Razor easily becomes one of the main players taking opponents down.

As someone on his team, he makes sure to keep you by his side the entire time. He understands the elimination part, and he doesn’t want his lupical to get taken out, even if it’s a game.

He can be oddly affectionate at certain times, pushing your face against his chest as he takes out the remaining players in the field you both are in. He will carry you, and take no hesitation when pulling you out of the way, even if it’s a little too rough.

When the game ends, it might take a while to explain to the poor boy that your team won. And that it was a good thing.

Razor will begin to smile when he notices how content you are with it.

Chongyun

This man has the audacity to wield a gun while licking his ‘popsicle.’

Like goddamnit Chongyun, being good at shooting is already a flex, you don’t have to nibble at your popsicle while you’re at it.

You can’t really blame him though, it’s hot outside, and with the sun beaming down on the poor boy's head you know he can’t stand it. Especially with all the adrenaline and yells from opposing teams.

As someone on the same team as him, you take on the job of Chongyun’s personal popsicle restocker, and shooting anyone down once he gets tired. As good as the boy is at shooting, he sucks at keeping himself unknown to the other players.

So you take on the job to make sure they don’t shoot him down.

The two of you are a good team, and if it gets too hot, Chongyun might even let you have one of his popsicles. Of course you don’t have his talent of being able to shoot while having a popsicle in your mouth-

Your team will end up losing though, and even though Chongyun isn’t bothered, he will be slightly worried if you care. The two of you were obviously trying your best, and as long as you both had fun that’s all that matters to him.

But if it really bothers you that much…

He knows you feel comforted by physical contact, so he’ll hold your hand and offer a comforting smile. Tell you that you played well, and that he had fun.

That cheers you up right away.

Kiss him on the cheek please, even though he will flinch at the contact, his cheeks are flushed red and he won’t admit it. But he likes it.

Albedo

Why is it so easy to picture Albedo as a hot sexy stoic mafioso wielding a gun?

Anyways, Albedo is terribly good at wielding a gun. So good at that he only holds the plastic revolver with one hand, never missing a shot as he walks down the streets of Monstadt.

He knows the area well, so good luck trying to sneak up on him. The way his eyes so carelessly sweep the buildings, it hardly looks like he’s trying. Eliminating players with his lasers as he mindlessly strides past the fountain.

Of course, you’re against him.

Albedo isn’t really motivated to play, he’d rather be in his lab experimenting or recording down his discoveries. But he was dragged into this mess, he might as well play his part and support his team.

Albedo won’t hesitate to shoot at you and take you down.

As much as you may be important to you, he plays this game fair and square. He will take you down, or rather, he will try, because you get creative :)

He knows Monstadt well, but he can’t possibly keep his eye on all angles around him. So you’ll aim for his blind spots, throw yourself at him and tackle him to the ground. Simply eliminating him isnt satisfying enough, you need more.

So you turn this into a little game to fluster him.

Tackle him and pin him down, watch him scramble for the gun and then give him a peck on the lips. Watch as his grip loosens, and one of his hands instinctively come to nestle against your hair to pull you closer, and then you pull away.

Watching his idle confusement turn into a light blush on his cheeks is just too good, and how he grows even redder when you start laughing is even better.

Of course his team wins, not that he cares.

The minute the game ends he’s back in his office, conducting experiments. You can go interrupt him though, sneak into his office and press a kiss against his neck. He doesn’t often react or do much to it, but after your linger kiss at the game, he will pull you close and sit you on his lap. Have a proper make out session after you left him hanging with that peck earlier ;)

Scaramouche

This little man is ‘terrifying’.

It’s scary enough that whether you’re against him or on the same team as him, you keep your distance.

“Are you avoiding me Y/n?”

You play on the same team, and even if he’s your boyfriend, you know better than to stay too close when it comes to battle. He shows his cruelty, and you really weren’t looking forward to be put in the middle of that.

‘Unfortunately you didn’t have a choice-‘

Scaramouche will literally drag you, a hand looped around your waist to tug you to his side and take you along with him as he takes down opponents after opponents. He doesn’t ask for your praise, but you still give him it knowing he appreciates it. Mentally.

When he’s tired or bored, he will lean his head on your shoulder, wait there for a bit before jumping back up and shooting a random straggler on the sides. Heavens knows how the boy knows he was there, it’s like he has some sixth sense.

We don’t even want to get into his accuracy and precision, Scaramouche is born a mafioso.

At the end when your team wins, no surprise, give him a hug. Tell him he did well and even if he tries to push away, hold him tight. Even though he could easily pull your arms away if he wanted to, he’ll just pretend to give a little struggle and then give in to your warmth.

#genshin #genshin oneshot #genshin headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin childe #genshin Scaramouche #genshin razor #genshin bennett #genshin albedo #childe x reader #Scaramouche x reader #razor x reader #bennett x reader #albedo x reader #genshin chongyun #chongyun x reader #laser tag #cynshealthysfw

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Laser Tag ( genshin x reader )

Summary - Lazer Tag Au / I’m gonna make this romantic ;)

Pairings - Reader x Xiao/Diluc/Kaeya/Venti/Zhongli

Warnings - Mention of guns and shooting, no death tho it’s just laser tag

A/N - Drinking 5 Monsters ain’t a good idea- just saying. Even tho it gives you the best inspiration, trust me, it isn’t worth it lol

Laser Tag

Xiao

Can I just start by saying that playing Lazer Tag with Xiao is a very bad idea.

I mean, if you want to win.

This boy is a speedy legend, zipping around. He doesn’t even need to have good aim, he’ll just pop up in front of you and then ‘BOOM.’

But let’s say you and Xiao were on the same team for the game of Lazer Tag :)

He’d stick by you, and trust me when I say he’d take the game seriously- especially if people like Zhongli are playing.

He’d drag you around, and he’d probably find a place for you to hide. Or at least a sneaky place so that you could play sniper to satisfy yourself.

Don’t worry about anyone spotting you.

By the time they do, Xiao will have taken them down :)

He would definitely stick around the area and just go full on attack mode to anyone in his way. And while you start sniping someone from the distance, he’d finish them off before they notice you.

When the game finishes (your team winning ofc-) he’d come pick you up from where you were hiding, scanning for injuries (even tho it was just laser tag- this boi worries too much).

Making sure you’re okay, he’d hold your hand as you walk back to your base. He’s not big on pda, so don’t feel bad when he lets go of your hand when you approach everyone else.

He’d feel so satisfied after if his team won, especially if you were content as well.

Diluc

Diluc… would be a sneaky little ninja.

And not like ‘Climbing trees’ kind of ninja, even with his big tall form, he’d be able to hide behind trees or buildings with ease.

Perks of being the Darknight Hero.

He definitely doesn’t want to get too close to anyone in case he accidentally gives them a little smack by accident. He’s a physical fighter in general, And it’s different with Lazer Tag, so he’d keep his distance.

If you were playing on the opposite side of him… well, as much as I’d hate to admit it, Diluc would lowkey help you.

He’s definitely one that likes to play by the rules, but what can he say? He’s definitely rooting for you even on the opposing team, and how is it his fault if he accidentally shoved one of his teammates?

‘Accidentally.’

Might personally stalk Kaeya if he’s on the same team as him just to make sure he doesn’t shoot you down.

This man would ‘rage’ if Kaeya was the one to get you eliminated in the game.

Just internally ofc.

And maybe serve the blue haired boy Grape Juice for the rest of the week ;)

If his team won, he’d still comfort you and tell you that you did a good job.

If you won, he’d congratulate you and let you brag all you wanted. He’s so sweet 🥺

Kaeya

You don’t want to be against Kaeya.

This man will intentionally target you. The entire time. Every time you get sent back into the game, he will track you down and eliminate you.

Of course, this is to some extent, as much as Kaeya would continuously shoot you down, he’d let you run around and have a go at him and his teammates too. But of course in the end, he’d still shoot you down. Every time.

Kaeya would get killed off a lot too, since this is just a game, he will take it as such. (Not like Xiao who takes it very seriously). So he kinda just wanders around and has his fun.

Of course this pisses you off.

Please make sure to kill him off a couple times too, revenge is necessary for this when he’s targeting you- and personally, he might begin to feel guilty if it’s only him eliminating you all the time.

At one point it starts feeling like it’s just him against you.

Until Diluc shoots you down and you realize it’s still a group thing.

If Diluc were to shoot you down, well… Kaeya would not be pleased. He’d intentionally lead you away from him, and if Diluc did manage to shoot you, he’d make sure to be extra salty at the tavern.

After the game, if you won, make sure to brag about it in his face. After shooting you so many times his esteem will be flaring.

And if he won… he will rub it in your face. Unless it really bothers you, and then he might just talk about the times that you shot him just to make you feel better.

Venti

Sorry anemo archon- but I can’t see him wielding a gun.

At the most, he’ll be running around and shooting at people directly in front of them, but otherwise, Venti wouldn’t be one to sit around and snipe.

So if you are on the same team with him, make sure to agree that both of you are gonna sprint around and take down as many players before the two of you are shot down.

It will make him very happy :)

He will definitely make a battle cry for the two of you when you jump out of the bushes to attack the opponents frontlines. And even though you know it’s stupid (cause it legit tells everyone that you’re there-) the two of you are just doing it for fun.

Venti will treat the game like a ‘game’. He won’t get serious about it or competitive unless there’s a bet involved, specifically with the wine from the tavern.

He will still suck, even when trying, but you’d be surprised how fast he can sprint around. Ducking and dodging bullets- all for the wine ofc.

After the game, he wouldn’t really care who won. As long as the two of you had fun, he will be happy. Especially if you treat him to some wine after ;) Or just congratulate him on how well he played. That will make him happyyy

Zhongli

Oh Zhongli…

He probably wouldn’t understand the run down of the rules, no matter how many times you explained it to him. And him with a gun? Not good, not good at all.

I could totally see Zhongli as the patient sniper type.

But like… missing all his targets.

You’ll have to guide him through the game while you’re on the same team as him, so the two of you will stick together the entire time.

Trying to get him accustomed to the game, you shoot at others and urge him to do the same.

Ofc he sucks at accuracy with a gun.

But overall, he has quick reaction times.

So if someone were to shoot at you, he’d jump in front of you, maybe pull you into his chest to protect you from the ‘gunshots.’

Very cute.

But also like… this is a game Zhongli? He probably has too many abandonment issues, being an archon is difficult :/

So… guide him, and he will protect you.

After the game, Zhongli doesn’t really care enough to find out who won. He might tell you a few stories that the little game reminded him of on his way back though.

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Diluc x Reader ( midnight cuddles )

Summary - You get back late from work and commissions to find Diluc sleeping, you try not to wake him up.

Pairings - Diluc x Reader

Writing Style - Bullet points, mini oneshot fluff (at the end)

Warnings - Nonee

A/N - I’m probably gonna be doing these for a few other Genshin characters, just lemme know if you want any specific ones :)

Midnight Cuddles

You swear you’re being quiet, this man probably isn’t that deep of a sleeper so you’re used to creeping around. Returning from some long commissions with the adventurers guild, you aren’t surprised to find him asleep although it’s rare.

Typically he stays up late doing whatever paperwork he does.

Ugh, who likes paperwork anyway.

Anyways, you probably step on something, because no matter how quiet you are, he wakes up. You don’t notice at first, only keep digging through clothes to find something to sleep in. Probably one of his big shirts, not like he can tell you know when he’s asleep :)

But yknow, he wakes up.

You definitely don’t notice, he’s quiet when sitting up quickly, recognizing you and that you’re not a threat. Definitely not with your form digging through the closet in search for clothing, pout on your lips, he wouldn’t be able to see it in the darkness though. He’d definitely try to take it off your face if he did tho, fix it with a few kisses cause kisses fix everything~

He’d get out of bed to walk towards you, and you definitely wouldn’t notice as he crept up behind you, too engrossed in your pajama search.

This man…

He has nocturnal vision I swear- dark night hero work needs some sort of advantage. He probably eats tons of carrots too.

He would grab the shirt for you, tug it out of the drawer and personally hand it over to you. And scare you shitless at the same time- ain’t this man supposed to be asleep?!

You’d take it after a few awkward moments of silence, and he’d press a kiss at the back of your head before crawling back into bed. He’s sweet- he won’t pressure you to hurry up and cuddle with him in bed, even if that’s what he actually wants. Diluc ain’t the best at admitting to these things, much less initiating much. Especially at the beginning, but after he gets over the first few kisses in the relationship, he’s more comfortable with physical contact and such.

You better hurry up with that shirt, Diluc might be sweet, but he’s not always patient 😳

Anyways, when you ‘do’ get into bed, he’d definitely tuck the blankets around your form. You’re tired and slightly cold from the commissions and being outside for so long, and his priority is your safety ;)

After you were fully tucked in and beginning to heat up, he’d finally tuck you into his chest. Around this time he’d quietly ask you how the commissions went.

Even if your face is pressed to his chest and you can’t really talk.

But that’s okay, you aren’t complaining 🙃

If you ask how his day went, he’ll softly explain how eventful the tavern was, or who he encountered on his way back to the Dawn Winery. You’re close enough that he talks about difficulties he may have had, especially the irritation of seeing Kaeya.

He likes to feel the rumble of quiet laughter from you against his chest, and will probably press you closer just to gently run his fingers against your back.

He wouldn’t fall asleep until he recognizes the evened breathing from your end, knowing fully that you were warm and cocooned against him, and that until morning, it would stay that way.

_-_-_-_-_

You felt his hands roam around the crevice of your back.

Fingertips pressing gently against the shape of your shoulder blades, you let out a deep sigh at the pressure on the sore muscles. He drew circles against your skin, and your fists tightened against the cloth of his shirt. “Your day…?” You asked in response to his previous question, delving in the contact of his hands against your back.

He paused only for a second before working his massage lower. “Fairly normal,” he replied without much thought. “Although… Charles has been telling me someone is trying to sneak out some alcohol without having to pay…” the pressure increased, and you pressed your chest against his.

“Is that so? I have an idea of who it is-“

He chuckled, letting his hands simply rest around you. “Me too…” he lowered his head to press a kiss against your forehead. “But you should head to sleep dear, you’ve had a long day.”

He let you rest your head against his chest, taking in a deep breath in before exhaling and letting your warm breath face his collarbone. He shuddered slightly and you whispered a goodnight.

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, and Diluc ran his fingers through your hair before breathing back a goodnight in your ear.

#genshin oneshot #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #diluc #diluc x reader #cuddles #genshin diluc #cynshealthysfw

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Zhongli x Reader ( midnight cuddles )

Summary - You get back late from work and commissions to find Zhongli sleeping, you try not to wake him up.

Pairings - Zhongli x Reader

Writing Style - Bullet points, mini oneshot fluff (at the end)

Warnings - Nonee

A/N - Ahhhh- this one was so cute :D I hope I get to wish for Zhongli in his rerun. Problem is the money in my wallet heavily disagrees- I’ll probably do a Kaeya one next btw, but lemme know if there’s any other pairings you want with the same head canon!

Midnight Cuddles

On the very rare occasion that you get home to Zhongli sleeping in bed, you always try to be as quiet as possible. Usually if he gets home earlier than you, he’ll just sit at the table drinking tea until yknow… you come back.

Imagine the poor bb drinking tea all night and you show up in the morning- ;-;

First of all, you’re glad he isn’t up waiting for you, and you do your best to not make any noise while putting your supplies in the corner of the room. You’re quiet, you’re always quiet, but Zhongli has some godly senses and yknow what- he wakes up.

Like Diluc, he’s quiet doing so, and you don’t notice that his eyes are wide open. However he recognizes you instantly, and propping himself on his elbow, he calls out to you.

“Dear?”

Making you jolt- why can’t he just stay asleep dammit?

You turn to him, and you obviously can’t see him in the dark. After setting your supplies down, you walk over to the bed and try to convince him to head back to sleep. With the promise that you’ll soon join him ofc, you just need a shower and to change first.

Of course this man offers to help you-

And you can’t say no ;)

He slides out of bed, hand on your back as he leads you to the closet. Like Diluc, he’ll just pick out one of his shirts, asking you if it would be alright to use it to sleep for tonight. 🥺

After confirming yes, he will take you to the bathroom to give you a bath. Preparing it as you stripped of your dirty clothing, he’d let you slip in. He knows just the right temperature, warm but not too scorching hot, just like the way you like it.

This man would give you a massage, and help you wash up.

He’s so gentle, you’d never want to get out. But eventually when he finishes, he helps you up and grabs a towel, wrapping it around your body and slowly lifting you out of the shower.

After drying up your hair with another towel and letting you slip the shirt over your head, he’d carry you to the kitchen, letting you lean your head against his chest. Setting you down on one of the kitchen chairs, he’d ask if you wanted tea.

You always say yes.

You’ll watch him as he brews the water, slipping the tea packet in the mug and setting it down on the table in front of you. You thank him, and he begins asking you how your commissions went.

Please ask him how his day was, whatever went on will eventually lead to one of his ✨ s t o r i e s ✨ and he loves it when you listen.

When you’re done with you’re tea, and he’s only half done with his story, he’ll scoop you up into his arms again. Never stopping with reminiscing the past, not even when the two of you are in bed.

You fall asleep against his chest with your arms wrapped lazily against his form. He’d have one pressing your waist closer to him, the other against your head, slowly soothing his fingers through your hair.

Drifting off to the sound of his voice, he’d notice when your breathing pattern became rhythmic, your heartbeat even against his chest.

Pressing a kiss to the top of your head, he’d settle with telling you the rest of the story tomorrow in the morning.

_-_-_-_-_

You leaned into his chest.

Fatigued eyes threatening to close, you shuddered when he wrapped the towel around your form. Your wet hair left a numb sensation drift down your back with every water drop, and you blinked back your exhaustion.

Zhongli paused, big hands slowly running up the length of your arms as he dried your shoulders. He quietly noted how tired you seemed, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he softly dried the rest of your body. He didn’t miss the hair either, another towel in his hands as he weaved his fingers through your locks. It felt more like a head massage, and you let a soft sigh escape your lips at the pleasing sensation against your sore temples.

Placing the towels in the corner all folded and tidy, he helped you with the shirt despite your protests. Pressing a kiss against your lips every time you tried to convince him to head back to bed, you finally gave in, letting him tug the shirt over your head. It smelled exactly like him, and you nuzzled your head against the hem of it, trying to breathe in the scent of it.

He probably doesn’t use cologne, he just smells… godly.

The soles of your feet were sore from all the running that day, probably between hilichurl camps and the adventurers guild. So Zhongli easily picked you up, taking you through the darkness to the kitchen. He’d turn on the light after just for your sake, and you’d watch from afar as he moved from the brewer on the counter to the drawer with all the tea.

He’s quick, and before you know it there’s a chamomile tea in front of you. He also has the same tea in his hand, propping himself in the chair just across from you. When he asks how today went, you give him the usual response, adding in small details about who you saw on your way. It’s not like the hilichurls changed, and you hadn’t had the misfortune to stumble into anything else today.

“How about you…?” You asked slowly, letting the rim of the glass cup touch your lips. The sweet scent of the tea eased you into your seat, and you let a small smile catch the end of your lips when you saw Zhongli straighten up.

He didn’t touch his tea afterwards, too engrossed in the story he recounted.

In truth, the tall male had spent the majority of the day stuck in the Funeral Parlor. When certain instances passed that reminded him of a particular past memory, he’d hold the thought until you got home. You always stuck around to listen, no matter how fatigued you were. His favourite part of the day.

You watched in idle admiration until the tea in your hand grew empty. A detail so small that you didn’t mention, but Zhongli noted anyway. Slowly pushing the chair back to stand, he walked to your side of the table. Both hands wrapped themselves around your body, he lifted you up with ease, enough so you could lean your head against the crook of his neck.

It was always nights like these that you cherished, his gentle hands working wonders against your skin as he held you close. Again rubbing his fingers against the sore muscles in your back as he continued with his story.

You let his touch and soothing voice lull you to sleep.

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ooo! that low tolerance work was super good omg i love…the way that you write if that makes sense? it’s very fluid and makes things so enjoyable! i think that you’d do well if you decide to write the same prompt for other characters!! <3

Summary - Reader having a low tolerance with Venti when drinking, except for the fact that Venti drinks as well. Teyvat better watch out.

Pairings - Reader x Venti

Warnings - Mentions of alcohol, really stupid cringy behaviour, angry bartender Diluc

Penpal - Ahhhh, I'm super glad you liked the first one, Venti is all that came to my mind when thinking about writing another one. I hope you liked it !!!

A/N - hehe, I had so much fun making this :3 but it is getting pretty late, so its not any good writing, more comedic if anything

except for the part autocorrect is being annoying cause 'moraless' isnt a word, but I just decided it was. Writing mora less kinda ruins the whole point of it anyways >:(

Low Tolerance

Venti

Oh dear.

Unlike Kaeya who stayed sober to take care of your drunk form, Venti wont accept anything other than chugging down a whole bottle himself. You’re drinking, why shouldnt he?

So when it comes down where you both sit down on the counter, swinging his feet side to side as you on the other hand simply stare at the glass. He’ll coax you into it with the promise that it is indeed harder than just one drink to get absolutely wasted, and that secondly, it was fun.

Venti is a terrible influence.

But he’s powerful enough to protect you all the same.

Even when drunk, Venti has half the mind to grab you out of any dangerous situation. Quickly letting the breeze take you both back to the big tree in Windrise, where he would sing drunken songs and take out his lyre.

“Venti,” you mumbled, words slurred as you leaned against his shoulder. “Where’d you get the lyre from…?”

The drunk bard slowly lowered his gaze to the instrument in his arms, eyes narrowing for only a second before he giggled. “I’m Barbatos, I can do whatever I wish!!”

“Mhm, and I’m that weird dragon that follows him around.”

This caught Venti’s attention, and in only one moment of common sense did he mumble. “You’re not Stormterror.” But he’d missed the sarcastic tone that you’d spoken in, the secret that he was an archon slipped far too easily, really.

“You’re no Barbatos either,” was your only response. Oh if only you knew.

But in those dear moments when the two of you escape past the tavern doors, only Diluc behind the counter to sigh and know so assuringly that the two of you were off to attend to trouble.

Thats exactly what you did.

“Aha! Do you see that dear Y/n?”

A stumbling form strayed behind the archon, tilting one way at a time with each footstep. Where you lacked in coordination, Venti missed in… well absolutely everything. Tinted pink cheeks as he tugged at your wrist and dragged you further down the streets of Monstadt.

“See… what?” You grumbled, your feet beneath you growing numb. It was to a point where you were slipping forwards and the world was growing blurry beside you.

“Dumb dumb Y/n,” Venti chastised as he picked you off the ground. He swayed with the extra weight in his arms, but otherwise walked along the streets fairly easy. “I was talking about the cathedral, this really hot lady with pink… pink hair? She said they had alcohol-” He hesitated with the next step, cradling you tighter in his chest as he contemplated. “Now that I think about it… isnt she a member of the church? I dont think I'm allowed to say anything about her...”

Leaning your head on Venti’s shoulder, you huffed, the scent of alcohol a nauseating feeling that burned your nose. “Now who’s the dummy?”

“Putting that aside…” Venti shifted your curled form. Just until he could hold you tightly in bridal style, steps increasing faster until he was running. “Off to the cathedral!”

They never end well.

Which is… well, what do you expect? They always kick you out of any place, especially if its the cathedral. Even Diluc makes a sour face when you both skip back into the tavern, covered in soot and debris. He didnt want to know, truly, the red haired bartender had no business in what you two did.

He still asked anyway.

“So…” Diluc began, wiping down a shot glass with a cloth, casual. “What were you two up to?”

You were bound to have sobered up by then, and if not, even just the tiniest bit of you urged you not to tell him. “Nothing,” you replied, casual. “What were you doing?”

The bartender gives you a miffed look, “Attending customers? I’m at work.”

“What do you mean Y/n? We had a whole adventure!” Venti beside you chants, pulling you close so a hand rests on your shoulder. Only then with a smug smirk does he looked at Diluc with half lidded eyes. “You see, we both tried to sneak into the Cathedral, and since the doors were locked, we looked for a chimney!”

“There isnt a chimney…”

“Exactly! So Y/n went into a bit of a chaotic frenzy and tore a piece of the roof off…” You slowly turned to Venti, eyebrows raised as if to ask, ‘I did that?’ “Or maybe I shot it with an arrow… I kind of forget.”

But Diluc had heard enough, and with big hands that clamped around your shoulders, he tugged you and Venti to the doors. “You know what I think is a wonder idea? Going home, drinking water, and slowly digesting what you just did. For two moraless kids, you’re both screwed.”

“I’m not a kid.”

“Me too! I’m Barbatos!”

You again turned to Venti, frowning when you believed him to be lying. “Continue with that bullshit and I’ll start acting like Stormterror.” You rose both arms up like you’d use them as wings, and Venti burst out into laughter.

Diluc was done. “Get out of my bar, now.” He swung the doors open and pushed the two of you out, ignoring the way Venti’s cackling could still be heard behind closed doors, and your poor impression at a bird ( stormterror ) rumbled through the tavern.

In short, getting drunk with Venti is a blast.

Its an experience.

For some people.

You better be prepared to wake up to loads of regrets in the morning, and an anemo archon who’s still tipsy and cuddled up to you in bed. Both of you are wearing clothing, covered in dirt, and posted death threats on your door from… Rosaria?

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Kaeya x Reader ( midnight cuddles )

Summary - You get back late from work and commissions to Kaeya sleeping, you try not to wake him up. Little bit of a twist this time though, you’re drunk ;)

Pairings - Kaeya x Reader

Writing Style - Bullet points, mini oneshot fluff (at the end)

Warnings - Nonee

A/N - Cmon Kaeya, accept my marriage proposal dammit-

Midnight Cuddles

It wasn’t too uncommon to show up home later than your boyfriend, his cavalry duties carrying him through the day. If he showed up late, it was with alcohol in his hand and a tad too many drinks. A hiccuping mess, you were used to it despite chastising him every time anyway.

“I don’t want you stumbling around late at night!”

But it was a whole other matter on the eventful night that you showed up late from work, and to top it off, drunk. It wasn’t that you drank when he wasn’t around, it was always when the two of you were in the tavern, either you or him making sure to stay sober to take the other home.

Or on the nights when you both accidentally had too much, and Diluc had to take care of the problem.

But tonight had been rough, and you’d been lured by the sound of glass clattering against the counter, and the promise of bliss if only for a few hours. Of course you’d thought Kaeya was there as well, which is why you’d bothered to drink that much.

But now you were stumbling into your room, drunk.

And very bad at being quiet.

Kaeya wasn’t the deepest sleeper, so you’d often be able to get away with sneaking in and crawling back into bed when coming back from work late.

But your drunk dumbass couldn’t stay up straight.

So despite thinking you were as quiet as the sneakiest ninja in all of Teyvat, the clatter of objects being strewn around with every step told you otherwise. You hadn’t meant to wake him up, you really hadn’t, even with your hazed mind you knew that Kaeya needed his sleep.

Somehow even drunk, you detected when he woke up with a groan, slowly rising to sit up. Just as he did so, you ducked, trying to hide your form in the darkness of the closet.

Kaeya didn’t have nocturnal vision like Diluc or Zhongli, so he struggled to glance around the room. Of course, even half asleep he knew any threat wouldn’t make that much noise. So he’d automatically suspected it was you, or a very poor excuse of a thief.

“Y/n…?”

Curled in a ball, you didn’t make a sound as you softly breathed against your knees. Pity you decided to be quiet now, Kaeya was already awake.

Standing on both feet, the cavalry knight rubbed at his eyes, glancing around the room once more. Now at this point he could smell the reeking of alcohol, and with a deep sigh he’d already puzzled together half of what was going on.

Eventually he spotted you, and with slow quiet steps, he made his way towards your bunched up form. Kneeling down to reach your small for, against the closet door, he breathed your name again, this time more worried.

“Y/n?”

You didn’t move, only sniffled when his eyes met yours. To say you were an emotional moody drunk was an understatement, you could jump from angry to energetic. Crying to laughing, any emotion, just too much of it. Another reason why you stayed away from alcohol unless Kaeya promised to stay sober, or Diluc offered to keep you in check.

Today, you decided to be a crybaby.

Kaeya paused, a hand slowly making its way to hold your face, hand against your cheek. His hand was calloused, and you nuzzled your head against the familiar form of his hand.

With a sigh, he slowly tugged you closer to him with one hand, lifting you up effortlessly. You leaned your head against his chest, a hiccup escaping your lips as well as a sob.

“What’s wrong kitten…?”

You sniffled in response.

Kaeya simply held you in his arms as he came to the kitchen, holding you with one hand as the other reached to grab a glass from the cupboard. There were times where he could be impatient, but cradling your quivering form, he didn’t even consider pressuring you for an answer.

He filled the glass with water, still holding you with one hand.

This man is strong- 😳

Anyways, one hand carrying you, the other one held the glass of water, and he made his way to the couch. Plopping down, he set you sideways on his lap, so your head and knees could lean against his chest.

If you weren’t drunk, you definitely would’ve admired the window ;)

One hand had the cup of water to your lips while the other tangled itself in your hair. It was messy, and his fingers slowly soothed out the tangles, careful not to make the process painful.

You drink the water, and once again, he asks what’s wrong.

You sniffle, “Y-you woke up.” 🥺

How could he not- you were literally kicking around every little thing on the ground. Probably hit the bed while you were at it too, even a deep sleeper would’ve woken up.

But Kaeya just chuckles.

He probably would’ve teased you, but you were genuinely crying, and he didn’t want to make you anymore upset. Especially when you were drunk, you were so unpredictable.

Instead he presses a kiss to your forehead, another between your eyebrows, and a last one to the tip of your nose. He promises you he doesn’t mind, that he will always wake up for you, that he’ll always be there.

You cry even more.

When you persist on the subject, he kisses you silent. He kisses you so much you forget what you were trying to say, and with another sniffle, you start to giggle. His lips drag to your neck, and your giggles turn to full out laughs at the jittery sensation.

“K-Kaeya- that tickles!”

Content that he managed to drag you from your solomn state, he sets the empty glass of water on the table, picking you up once more. He never stops kissing you though, your giggles like music to his ears.

He doesn’t stop kissing you till you’re all dressed up to sleep, tucked under the covers and in his arms.

You tell him you love him, he kisses you on the lips one last time and tells you that he wants to hear it in the morning.

Arms around him, you nuzzle your head against his neck, slowly drifting to sleep. He presses one last kiss to your forehead, tangling his legs with yours as he falls asleep alongside you.

_-_-_-_-_

Everything was hazy.

Your mind was jumbled between thoughts, your boyfriend beside you being the main focus. You could feel his warmth etch on your cold skin, wanting to press closer against him.

You couldn’t press close enough.

So with these jumbled thoughts, you sipped out of the glass of water in his hand, trying to clear and sort out what ran through your mind. But an overwhelming sensation of shame and guilt adorned your subconscious, and all you could do was cry. He’d asked why, rubbed his hand against your face and soothingly tousled his fingers through your hair.

And he’d laughed.

You didn’t understand what was so funny, you felt so terrible. He’d been sleeping and you’d woken him up. Of course you’d tried to hide away after doing so, but either you were terrible at hiding, or he had super senses.

Or you were drunk.

Not that you’d ever admit that to yourself in this state.

“B-But-“ you tried again, a hiccup cutting your sentence short.

Kaeya pressed another kiss to your lips, so gentle you couldn’t help but soften into it. Gentle, but firm enough to get you to shut up. Honestly- why wouldn’t he just let you talk??

“D-dont kiss me while I’m talki-“ you began.

He kissed you again.

“Hey! Are y-you even listen-“ you started.

He pressed his lips against yours, stern.

“K-Kaeya…” you whined, pouting when he kissed you again.

Instead of talking, you only stared up at him with puppy dog eyes, frown growing when he only chuckled in response. The tears had stopped, and the only sensation that pumped through your veins was annoyance, the look on your face made it clear enough.

Yet his hands worked their way around your hair, and the soothing motion was instantaneous on your mood. He set the glass down on the table, the other hand brushing back a strand of hair from your face. Getting a good view of the frown on your face, he paused, thinking of a way to take away the tears for good and put a smile on your face.

So he pressed his lips against your neck.

They were icy cold, different from the warmth of when he had kissed you. If you were sober, you would’ve known that it was the work of his vision, set down on the couch. But still, you jolted from the contact, letting out a speak of surprise fill the room.

“Cold!”

“Cold- cold- colddddd-“

His lips drifted from the nook of your neck to your shoulders, and you tensed up at the jittery sensation. Feather like, you couldn’t help but let out a giggle, forgetting about the tears you had shed earlier. It was like he was tickling you, and you flailed your legs, ankles brushing against the fabric of the cushion.

You squirmed, not enough to get out of his lap, but just enough to match the rhythm of your sporadic laughing. You didn’t notice how Kaeya’s lips curved to a smile at the sound, fingertips now cold to the touch as if to drain away all malicious thoughts.

At last, when he stopped with his icy teasing, you let out a sigh of relief. Burying yourself in the warmth of his chest, he pressed one last kiss to your forehead, warm.

You shivered against the contrast of temperature, an equally warm smile on your lips as you looked up to meet his eyes.

He beamed back, mission accomplished.

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