#dainsleif oneshots

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Alimentary.

Continuation of Artificiality.

Pairing: Yandere!Dainsleif x Reader (Genshin).

Word Count: 2.2k.

TW: Sex Doll Au, Non/Con, GN!Reader, Oral Sex, Public Sex, Physical Intimidation, Mentions of Death, and Kidnapping.

He’d kissed you again, after that, and again and again and again despite your little, whimpered pleas for him to stop – or, at least, give you time to inhale before his lips crashed into yours and all the air in your lungs was forced into the massive, gaping cavity where his should've been. When he’d had his fill and you were too breathless and too shocked to protest, he’d pulled you out of bed, dragged the suitcase you kept in the back of your closet into the center of your bedroom, and told you to pack what you absolutely needed to bring. You couldn’t remember what you’d decided to bring, but you could still feel the pressure of his hand curled around your wrist, still hear his voice ringing in your ears as he told you not to talk, or try to get away, or look at anything but his back as he guided you to a car you didn’t recognize, a car you were sure he didn't own. A car you were in, for better or worse, driving down an empty backroad as the city slowly disappeared behind you.

You tried to look at him, but you vision began to blur and you tasted bile in the back of your throat and you centered your gaze on the car door, instead, on the scratched leather and faded plastic shelling. It was an older model, the kind that still used a key rather than fingerprint recognition. Dainsleif hadn’t turned the radio on, leaving the two of you in dead silence. He hadn’t said anything since he forced you out of your apartment, something you wished you weren’t so grateful for.

You didn't want to talk to him. You didn't want to hear his explanation, his justification for doing... whatever this was to you, but you couldn't stand to be alone with your own thoughts, either. "You’re a—”

“A companion droid,” He finished, his tone low, snipped. Harsh, but in a way that clearly wasn’t directed towards you. “I was, at one point. Before your time.”

You flinched. So, he was older than you - much older, if 'before your time' meant what you assumed it did. If age even meant anything to an android who could tear off and plaster on his own skin. “But, I’ve never seen a model that looks like—”

“Of course not. They’re good at that, you know – Teyvat. They know how to protect their image. If they don’t want you to know about one of their mistakes, you won’t.” You narrowed your eyes, shrinking into yourself. He was talking about a company – a company that made expensive, attractive robots for lonely people with too much free time, no less. He made it sound like something so much more dangerous. “Have you ever heard of Khaenri'ah?” He asked, but went on before you had a chance to answer. “No, you wouldn’t have. No one has. They made sure of that, wiped us off the face of the earth as soon as they realized they’d failed to make us all that we could’ve been. Then, as if that wasn’t enough they let those—”

The car lurched into the next lane, swerving wildly. You grabbed Dainsleif's arm, digging your nails into his bicep, and he seemed to snap out of it, pressing his lips into a thin line as he steadied himself. “You should know them as the Archons. After they proved to be more controllable, we were recalled. They ripped off our skin, gutted our minds, and sent us back into the world as thoughtless, empty versions of ourselves. Those of us who didn’t fall into line and march to our mutilation willingly…” He trailed off, squared his shoulders. “...are in my position, evading Teyvat’s endless bounty-hunters. Pretending to be human is the most effective way to accomplish that.”

He paused, took a moment to breathe. Or, that was what you would’ve thought a day ago, when you’d been under the assumption that he actually had to breathe. Now, you supposed he just wanted to put on a convincing act. “It wasn’t my intention to deceive you. My feelings for you are genuine, and if there was anything I could’ve done to prepare you—”

“Prepare me for what? My boyfriend breaking into my apartment just to tell me that he’s not a real fucking person?” You clenched your eyes shut, collapsing against the back of your chair. “And now, you're trying to say that a fucking company is hunting you down because you’re…. What? A rouge android? Some fucking vigilantes—”

“I am.”

You stopped, inhaled sharply. “What?”

“I am a person.” He said it with just a little too much conviction, a little too much force. Like he knew he still had yet to convince himself, let alone you. “Modern companion droids might not be, but I am. That’s why they had to get rid of us. We were too much like you.”

“You know that’s not what I meant.” It might’ve just been because the two of you had never really argued, before. He’d always been so patient with you, so willing to go along with whatever you wanted – something, in retrospect, he was literally programmed to do. Still, for whatever reason, he sounded so hostile, so defensive. You didn’t like it. I felt like you were talking to a stranger. “It’s just—This is a lot to take in, and I’m not sure how to—”

“You don’t believe me.”

You sighed, resisting the urge to rub your temples. “And what if I don’t, Dain?”

He didn’t say anything, for a long moment.

Then, without a word, he pulled onto the highway’s shoulder. He stopped the car, turning off the engine and dropping the key into his pocket, and briefly, you considered making a run for it, trying to get away and seeing how far you made it before he caught you. The doors weren’t locked. You could, if you wanted to. You could try, at least.

But, he hadn’t let you bring your phone, and you were in the middle of nowhere, and you hadn’t passed another car in miles. It just wasn’t a good idea. You didn’t know what Dainsleif would do if you ran, how he'd react if you did anything more drastic than sigh and give him the cold shoulder. You were beginning to think you didn’t know Dainsleif at all.

“Get out,” He said, and when you hesitated, “Now. I’m not like the companion droids you know. I can use force, if I need to.”

You complied, albeit reluctantly, letting the door shut behind you. Dainsleif followed a second later, joining you on the side of the car farther from the interstate, leaving you pinned between him, his stolen vehicle, and empty flatland that stretched on as far as the eye could see. He’d changed his clothes at your apartment, found a sweatshirt that’d cover most of the damage on his chest and washed the blood off his hands and face, but you could still see a few minor tears running up the column of his neck, a few red stains where he hadn’t quite been able to hide the carnage. Your throat felt tight, and you tasted something heavy and metallic. You didn’t want to look at him, but you were afraid to look away.

“On your knees.”

There was a loud, sharp ringing-like noise in your ears. “Dain—”

He didn’t wait for you to finish, taking you by the shoulders and shoving you to the ground, your knees crashing into the asphalt. When you attempted to get up, he just held you there, his grip vice-like and his strength unwavering, unhuman. “Dain,” You tried, again, more desperation in your voice than anger. “Please, I don’t want to—”

“I don’t care.” A hand on top of your head, holding you in place as he edged his jeans downward just far down enough to free his cock – already half-hard. You knew that it was probably an active choice, for him, that androids could control their arousal, their reactions, but somehow, the awareness that he was choosing to do this did little to calm you down. “This will only be as bad as you decide to make it. I’d suggest you make it easy for yourself, before I have to resort to things neither of us want.”

You swallowed, dryly.

Then, hastily, before you could talk yourself out of it, you ran the flat of your tongue over the underside of his cock, figuring that if you absolutely had to do this, you might as well get it over with as quickly as possible.

Dainsleif, for his part, made no effort to rush you, nor did he try to hide how much he enjoyed it. It was strange, now that you were paying attention, how clearly his breath hitched as you took the flushed tip into your mouth, how he seemed to respond to everything you did at just the right time, in just the way. He did everything a little too cleanly, a little too perfectly – his moans low, but not inaudible, the flush painted across his cheeks subtle but clearly visible, his hips bucking enough to simulate the loss of control to pleasure but never with enough force or abruptness to make you gag or pull away. It wasn’t natural. You could see that, now, as clear as day. He wasn’t human.

Oh, god.

He wasn’t human.

He wasn’t human.

“See, Master?” His voice drew you out of your thoughts, stopped you just before you could start to spiral. Blunt nails ran over your scalp, a gesture brimming with sterile comfort, and you could hear him smiling, joy and relief heavy in his tome. “I’m alive. I'm like you. Those other droids, those replacements – they’d never be able to do something like this. They can’t seek their own pleasure, or make their own choices, or do anything for themselves. Teyvat made sure of that, after getting rid of us.”

How hadn't you noticed it, before? How long had you known him? How much time had you spent around someone who didn’t even have a pulse? You felt dizzy, off-balance, but when you start to fall, Dainsleif was there to catch you, to hold you in place as he fucked into your mouth with a sickening kind of gentleness. Accommodating his user, no matter how much you wished he wouldn’t.

You wondered, for a second, if he could actually feel any of this, how well all the sensors and manufactured nerves laid under his faux-skin actually replicated sensation, before deciding you didn’t want to know. It’d be better, if he felt it. It’d be better if he had a reason to do this that didn’t have to do with how much you hated it.

“If I was like them, I wouldn't be able to be with you. I wouldn’t be able to be so selfish, to act like a flesh and blood person.” A sharper thrust, a muted groan. His pace grew faster, less restricted, and you felt tears begin to form in the corners of your eyes, both your hands shooting to his thighs in an effort to ground yourself. Predictably, it did little to help. “I wouldn’t be able to love you.”

If he loved you.

If an android even could love.

You heard him curse under his breath, and before you could brace yourself, before you could do much of anything, he dragged you towards him, until your nose was pressed into his pubic bone and his cock was lodged against the back of your throat. You gagged around him, clawed at his thighs, but he didn’t seem to feel it, couldn’t seem to feel it, and with another harsh, throaty grunt, he came undone, something a little too cold and a little too tasteless running over your tongue, out of the corner of your mouth and down your chin, onto the pavement below. It was all you could do to close your eyes, to wait as his grip loosened and he straightened his back. “Can you swallow for me?” He said, eventually, when you failed to do so on your own. “I promise – after that, you’ll be done.”

You just wanted this to end.

You obeyed, and Dainsleif rewarded you with a softened grin, a hand over yours to help pull you to your feet. It was a short-lived privilege – as soon as you could, you were falling into him, burying your face in his chest as he wrapped his arms around your waist, letting out an airy chuckle and kissing the edge of your jaw. You felt him pick you up, carrying you back to the car before laying you down in the backseat, where you could curl into yourself and block out the world properly.

“You can sleep,” He muttered, as if you were still listening. As if you could still hear his voice without tensing up. “You deserve to. I’ll wake you up when we get somewhere safer.” And then, more quietly. “Somewhere you and I will be safe together.”

You didn’t respond, obviously.

You were still trying to figure out how he’d ever made you think he was human.

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[mayullla]

Oh ofc

The limit increased? Alright can i get a romantic yandere dainsleif with 🦋🌻?

Title: Fated Meetings

Character(s): Dainsleif (Genshin Impact) Summary: You meet him at Liyue, then at Mondstadt, and you were with him for a while at Inazuma but you shouldn't meet him at Sumeru. Warnings/tags: Yandere themes, fem!reader, reader is mentioned/implied to be heartbroken before meeting Dainsleif (but moving on)

[ - A little present~! Event - Closed - ]

You have met Dainsleif on your travels high up in the mountains of Liyue where you thought were alone. After climbing the high mountain for so long you saw him there and was resting. After a short greeting, the two of you started to talk a little finally finding another person to have a conversation with after such a long time traveling alone. It was nice.

It was nothing personal, they were light and something to cover up the silence with. He wasn't much of a talker but you were patient with him, things like how the weather was nice, or how the view so high up was amazing if not beautiful. Why was he here you didn't ask, nor after giving short answers to your questions did he ask yours. It was obvious that both of you had something to hide, or just didn't feel the need to say it.

You asked him to enjoy lunch with you, as you have made something for yourself and he was about to decline but you somehow nagged him to eat with you as you have made so much. It was a silent lunch no words were exchanged as you and he enjoyed the meal and after a short break, the two of you went on separate ways.

The second time you meet him was at Mondstadt. A high cliff side that had a magnificent view, where you found him again just arriving at the place. Greeting each other you two silently agreed to rest here after your travels. The endless sea you gazed at and wondered what was on the other side but he just grunted. It was today that you found out that his name was Dainsleif, definitely a unique name you thought but didn't mention it.

You enjoyed a small meal too this time dinner, but you didn't separate immediately after instead set up a tent for yourself as he offered to protect you in repayment for the food. You told him he was too much a gentleman, stating that you could take turns but he was stubborn.

In the morning after breakfast, the two of you separated ways.

Next was funny enough Inazuma, what was once a closed-off place now open for others to come and go freely. After some thinking, you decided to go there, wanting to see and experience what life was like there. You meet many people there weren't a lot of places that they recommend you to travel to as they were dangerous to go alone.

Well till you meet a certain someone there again, that lone man who was talking to a sailor wanting to travel to another island. With blonde hair and blue eyes with that unique outfit, it was easy for you to approach him and greet him.

The two of you talked a little, a small catching up. He was a little more talkative than he was in the past. He asked you if you were going anywhere and you told him that you want to see the other islands. His face was stiff for a moment, most likely thinking before he calmly asked you if you would like to join him.

While he can't guarantee your safety at all times, there might be a chance when he suddenly disappears he promised to protect you as much as he could.

You weren't surprised by his words from the little conversations you had with him, you knew he was searching for something that he almost seemed lost sometimes in your eyes. So when he offered this to you, you were almost touched as you accepted his offer with a smile on your face.

Was it here when it started? You weren't sure, Dansleif would sometimes leave while you stayed in the safer parts of the islands while he ventures off to the more dangerous sides. Sometimes he would come back after one or two hours sometimes he would be gone for a little more. There was one time he took a longer time, as you stayed at camp for two days planning to leave on the third did he finally come back.

You asked him where he went and what did he do but just as he answered vaguely you didn't try to push it anymore only asking him if he wanted to stay at camp for a little while longer or if he wanted to move now and if so help you get everything ready.

Just as much as you started to rely on him for safety, he started to slowly open up to you bit by bit. He relied on you for cooked food a lot of the time. While he caught most of the food you were the one to cook them. Small conversations would start to grow longer and longer as you vaguely talked about your past. He told you he was searching for something, and you told him that you were traveling to move on.

In his eyes, you could see the flicker of curiosity in them as you told him you were heartbroken and unable to stay at that place for so long as it reminded you of too many memories. Maybe you were running away, or maybe you choose this time that you spent as a self-improvement or healing process you didn't think too much about the details what matters in the end was that you were traveling seeing places and people, and creating more different memories.

After that day you and he started to grow a little closer. In a way it felt like carrying each other's burden even for a moment or that you could count on each other. Dainsleif was kinder you realized, more patient.

You didn't realize when he started to become more observant of you. No... you knew he was always a watchful man. You understood his personality and that he was always cautious about who you were if you were someone he could trust or not. Yet those eyes that followed you, examining your every move were now different. They followed you, when you were doing minor chores, walking, or when he thinks you were not looking. You wondered what those eyes mean as you felt a shiver from your back. He was staring straight at you, those blue eyes that you found actually beautiful had a hidden madness.

It was a slow thing really, Dainsleif also never thought that this could ever happen yet it did... he thought of you as a mere acquaintance yet now changed into something more yearning. He thought that you and he matched each other rather well, he appreciated all your kind gestures and your patience. However he held himself back, unsure and hesitant, yet that day broke all mental walls that he had created in his mind to keep you away.

It was hard for him to sleep that night as he stayed on the lookout, protecting the camp as his thoughts always strayed to you. He should contain these thoughts. He could not help but wonder what it would be like if just once... just once he could be together with you. Yet thoughts of you fleeting in his eyes compared to his immortality drove him insane.

Maybe that separation in Inazuma between you and him was your last chance. When you thought it would be an ideal time to head to Sumeru after the Dendro archon took her rightful place. You meet Dainslief again, for the fourth time. And you could not help but wonder what he meant by his words, "I can be with you."

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[donutsupremacy]

Pocky Game

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Summary

"Hey, [Choice of Character]! Wanna try this new treat with me?"

Warnings

Pocky Game and the rules are likely inaccurate lol

Male characters only

Included are HALF of the male characters (A-K)

Organized from name and region

Mostly all fluffy

I didn't specify the flavour, so just pick ur favourite pocky flavour

Steamy ones marked with (⚠️)

Some cussing

1000% Ooc

Written during Version 3.5

Part 2 will be made eventually

A/N: YES I KNOW POCKY DOESN'T EXIST IN GENSHIN— yet.

For the sake of this imagine, just pretend that the regional chefs made it

Charachers specifically included are (Not in order);

Albedo / Al Haitham / Ayato / Baizhu / Bennett / Capitano / Childe / Chongyun / Cyno / Dainsleif / Diluc / Dottore / Gorou / Itto / Kaeya / Kaveh

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Mondstat

"When Sara created it, she also made a new based on it. She said that it would be best to play it with a partner, so... would you like to play a game with me?"

Albedo

➷ Both of you are in Dragonspine and it was c o l d.

➷ You explained Albedo the rules as best as you could, ignoring the freezing wind nipping at your skin.

➷ Albedo didn't mind games, he played with Klee all the time. And when you said; 'The loser is delcared when they break the stick, or gets kissed by the opponent' Hah, giving you a small reward doesn't sound so bad~

➷ So, you placed the stick in between your teeth, pointing at the other hand excitedly for your boyfriend who wasted no time and joined you

➷ You were struggling, specifically because of the weather. No matter how close you were to the torch, you could be standing on it and still freeze to death. And since you were shivering a lot, that made the treat move around, the fragile stick nearly breaking.

➷ Still, you were determined to NOT lose. So you sucked it up and slowly chipped your way to his lips, not realizing you were close to kissing him.

➷ Noticing how cold you are (and how you're about to win), he pulled you into his arms while taking a large chunk of the stick, a sly smirk evident on his face when you began to panic over the close proximity between you and him.

➷ You lost when you absentmindedly took a much bigger bite than just chipping a tiny bit, your nose grazing against his. And at that touch, you instinctively broke the stick by biting down on it and turning away to hide your blushing face.

➷But Albedo's not gonna have that so he just pulled you in and simply kissed you on the lips, affectionately holding your warm cheek.

➷ "It seems we have a winner. But I am unable to taste the treat flavouring's... would you mind if I steal another taste from your lips?"

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Bennett

➷ Dawwww idk if you being excited was cuter or him accepting immediately is more cute.

➷He wouldn't really try to win, his bad luck can just automatically make him lose anyway. But since you'd probably get upset if he didn't try, it wouldn't hurt to look like he's trying to win.

➷ So there you guys sat under the large tree of Windrise, a stick in your mouths and chipping away at the treat, slowly inching your way to his mouth.

➷ But then you'd chicken out. About 6 rounds in.

➷ Bennett thinks it might be his bad luck doing this, because you kept breaking the stick instead of kissing him (which he at least wanted since he wouldn't win anyway), and this was the last pockey stick you had.

➷ Well, good things come to those who don't wait around. Too bad that doesn't work for him.

➷ So right before you could even break the stick, it was his turn. What he did was this; Take a huge bite foward and headbutt you instead of actually connecting lips with you.

➷ You fell backwards, into the water as you were both playing close to Windrise's river. Bennett obviously panics and attempts to rescue you despite the river's being shallow. You got slapped in the face by 5 fish tails but you were eventually 'rescued'.

➷ This was pretty normal honestly, but you weren't mad... The reason your face is red was because you failed to kiss him again because he headbutted you.

➷ "I-I'm sorry about my luck, [Name]. We shouldn't have played so closely to the river of all places, that's my fault for being so careless... Huh? Why did I hit you? It wasn't on purpose!... U-Uhm... Ahaha, I guess you could say my plan kind of backfired?"

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Diluc

➷ Obviously, he'd think this game is pretty childish. I mean... it's just kissing with extra steps.

➷ He was writing a letter in his mansion when the maids suddenly arrived with you in tow, excitedly asking him to play a game with you. He'd turn you down first, stating he's busy (it's just a letter Diluc smh). You still managed to convince him, saying 1 round only takes less than 30 seconds if both players aren't a bunch of cowards.

➷ He also cursed himself for choosing such a cute S/O.

➷ So, he decides to play just 1 round. He stands up and leans over the table while you happily planted the stick between your mouths.

➷ He's quite fond of spending time with you, it's hard to make time for you when he's pretty busy, working nearly 24/7. So, just an excuse to be with you juuuust a little longer, he took smaller bites.

➷ Normally, he's not a coward, obviously. But when your lips inched towards him ever so slowly, that bravery and confidence of his diminished into nothing. His face flared up, eyes looking everywhere but you, his small bites turning into lil' nibbles.

➷ You noticed, of course. The corner of your lips tugging into a smirk at how shy he looked, you wanna milk this situation a little more hehe~ You decided to nibble instead of biting now, he was much aware of you, and very much embarrassed.

➷ This one game was torturously slow, to know that your lips were so close, yet, so far away. He just wanted to bang his head on the table, he's kissed you several times, why does this game meant to kiss you be so... embarrassing?

➷ Eventually though, curiosity got the better of you, you bite the stick and moved foward, head tilted a little. And now, your noses were touching, lips barely close enough to graze eachother.

➷ At that point, he realized he was just craving for your lips. But in the heat of the moment, he breaks the stick off, much to your disappointment.

➷ He stutters as he tells you the game is over, you wanted one more game but Diluc just says maybe later. So, you sighed and prepared to leave. Noticing how sad you were, he decides; "Fuck it" and stood up from his chair, the chair legs scraping against dhe floor loud enough to make you flinch.

➷ To fulfill his desire, he held your cheeks and planted a rushed but passionate kiss on your lips, you nearly withdrew from the suddenness— but then you melted into it.

➷ "...A-Ahem, there. You may leave now, I still have matters to attend to... What's with that expression? I only promised one game. If you want more, you can return here at night."

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Kaeya ⚠️

➷ Lol as if he'd turn a game like that down, especially when he sees how excited you are

➷ Half competitive, half teasing. He'd try to fluster you and win, with an additional bonus of getting you shy and riled up.

➷ Damn he's good.

➷ And right when you're about to finish the whole box of Pocky, you had enough if his endless flirts and dirty jokes regarding your mouth on a stick. So what did you do?

➷ Instead of breaking away like usual, you decided to grow some balls and grab his shirt, pulling him foward to lock lips with yours. Victory was now yours, and your prize?

➷ A very long and steamy make out session between the two of you in his office. The puzzled guards outside could only hear shuffling, as he quickly pins you against the wall, a thin string of saliva connecting the tip of your tongue to his.

➷ All that riling up was worth it. Now, you're caged between his arms and the wall against your back, you've fallen to his unplanned trap. But you didn't mind spending a few extra... hours in here. Curtains closed and doors locked, of course.

➷ "What's wrong? Can't handle a simple little kiss? My, my, you've grown rather rusty in this, haven't you... Is it because I haven't been around lately? Aww, sorry love, i've just been doing a lot of unnecessary paperwork. Here, let me make it up to you; First, i'll remove that pesky clothing of yours, yeah?"

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Liyue

"I know Xiangling's cooking can be... odd, but I promise; this one actually tastes amazing!... And, she even included a little game to it!"

Baizhu

➷ Dammit, Qiqi, leave the love birds alone!

➷ You both let the child stay, the pharmacy was pretty empty at the moment since it was getting late. Perfect time to persuade him into a game of Pocky.

➷ He'd never let his beloved S/O down, so, as you'd expected; he agreed. But even for a little game he'd stall out time a bit more, asking you for a bit of help before finally playing a round with you. He likes making things... unforgettable. In a romantic way.

➷ So, picture this; You and Baizhu sitting on the steps of Bubu Pharmacy, the dark blue sky with a sea of shining stars, the gorgeous sight of Liyue Harbor nearby illuminated with golden lights.

➷ Qiqi sitting on your lap or beside you, drinking coconut milk and watching people stroll around Liyue Harbor while Changsheng rested peacefully around your lover's neck.

➷ You took a moment to just absorb the tranquil atmosphere, you forgot just how beautiful Liyue can be at night.

➷ As soon as you faced Baizhu, he already had the stick in between his lips, waiting for you with that charming smile of his. No tricks or jokes were played, just the two of you slowly inching towards eachother.

➷ Despite it being your turn, the two of you leaned foward together, sharing a loving kiss.

➷ "I thank you for stopping by... Seeing you truly makes my day, it makes any mortal's life worth living. I know our love will last just as long as immortality could."

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Childe ⚠️ (I wrote this before deciding to put the Fatui, so just pretend like Childe is still in Liyue or smth lol)

➷ He thought those were chopsticks and when you took a bite he immediately tried to do the heimlich manoeuvre lol

➷ You explained to him that these were a new treat as well as the game's rules before you offered him one. He absolutely loved it and asked for another one— to which, you placed one in between your mouth and said "Come and get it" tauntingly.

➷ You challenged him, he's not gonna back down. His confused expression turned to a determined one, he was gonna win one way or another. You, on the other hand, got your competitive spirits turned up because of him.

➷ Unexpectedly, neither of you flinched at the touch of your lips, only declaring the other as the winner and quickly asking for one more round. None of you are gonna be the winner until the last bite. When it came to the last stick, both of you were just nibbling away an inch, until an imaginary light bulb went off above your head.

➷ You made your eyes half-lidded, placing a hand on his chest. Obviously, he jolted at your touch, but quickly gathered his composure. But when you slowly slid your hand down, you felt every bite he took grow harsher and harsher. Until he realized what you were doing.

➷ This is a way better prize than just a little kiss.

➷ You were both in his office, with you sitting on his lap, and that just allowed him to do absolutely anything to you. So he quickly broke the stick to turn you around, ignoring the fact that you won, and quickly pinning you from behind with your chest pressed against the table.

➷ Bent over and helpless, you realized what you had gotten yourself into. The harbinger's velvety laughter was heard right next to your ear, his gloved hands groping at your sides.

➷ His hand slowly glided down your sides, moving over to rub your thighs. A shiver ran down your spine as he plays with your clothing, staring down at you like a predator playing with it's prey. When a moan drew out from your lips after grazing a finger across a particularly sensitive area, that only fueled his hunger for you, and the desire to hear more.

➷ "You think just because you got the last bite means you're the winner?... Very well then, how about I give you your grand prize? Or should I say... my grand prize?"

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Chongyun

➷ I hope you placed that pocky in a fridge before finding him cuz he likes it c o l d

➷ Chongyun surprisingly feels a little hesitant, afraid that the game itself could get him to pass out from getting flustered. How did you both start dating without him passing out from excitement every time he sees you??

➷ However, you had already requested Xiangling to make a mist flower flavour for him, even if it could taste bad for you. But you made it specifically for him! How could he decline your offer?

➷ Despite your protests saying that his safety and comfort is far more important, he continued insisting for one round. Sure, he's afraid, but he wants you to be happy. And if getting a kiss from you makes you happy then hell fucking yeah.

➷ It took about half the box before he could finally stop getting dizzy at the close proximity of your lips, he still shakes like a leaf, but at least he's not passing out anymore.

➷ So to at least make him a little more comfortable, you decided to just nibble the smallest inch you could for every round.

➷ He was thankful for your patience towards him, he thought he might've made you frustrated for not controlling his excessive yang energy.

➷ And it was worth it once he finally reached the end, eyes sealed shut as the two of you shared a very short, but nonetheless cute kiss together.

➷ Right before he passes out with you having to drag him back home, you took care of him after that, frantically apologising for making him faint.

➷ "A-Ah, there's no need to make a fuss about it, [Name]... I genuinely had a fun time, even if I felt a little stressed. N-Not that I disliked being so close to you!... I always feel better when you're around."

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Inazuma

"Anna asked if I could taste test it, but then she told me it would be more fun if I had a partner to try it out with... Why don't we have a bite or two together?"

Ayato

➷ At first he declined, cuz it's not boba

➷ Eventually, he agreed, informing Thoma that he would take a small break with 'The lord's beloved'. Now, you two are alone in the room with the blonde pyro wielder standing guard outside, ensuring you two are left undisturbed. What a wingman.

➷ He chatted with you first, it's not a rush after all, he enjoys sitting across from you and hearing you babble on about your day before coming to visit the elder Kamisato sibling. Sure, he's busy, but will always make time just for you.

➷ After making sure you're comfortable, he moves next to you and briefly examines the treat, amused when you picked [Flavor].

➷ He placed a hand on top of yours, enveloping your hand in his warmth. You placed the Pocky treat between your lips and leaned foward for him, allowing him to plant his mouth on the opposite end.

➷ You were shy at first, yes, but calmed down when he slipped his hand underneath your, holding your fingers in a careful manner. His thumb brushing against your fingers, soothing you.

➷ It was over before you know it, you weren't even sure who was the winner as you both leaned foward at the end together, sharing a deliciously sweet kiss.

➷ "Such a rich and sweet flavor... Or perhaps, your lips must've contributed to the taste? Ahaha~ Don't be so flustered, you truly are the sweetest being in the world."

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Gorou

➷ He got worried thinking Yae Miko tricked you into this idea mwheheheheheh

➷ You needed to reassure him that Yae Miko had nothing to do with this. Unless you want to then you're l y i n g to him, but you're not in public so it won't give her any satisfaction since she can't see him suffer anyways.

➷ He took a taste test before hand, making sure it wasn't actually poisoned or anything. That fox has him very paranoid.

➷ One little nibble and he ate the whole stick, tail wagging left and right excitedly, his teal eyes sparkling happily. He looked so cute, you cooed at him, petting his fluffy golden hair affectionately while wiping away any cumbs on his smiling lips.

➷ Just to play and tease him a lil' bit, you lifted one pocky stick up and waved it in front of him. His eyes shined, ears twitching and tail swaying, asking you for it.

➷ You giggled and planted one end in his mouth before you took the other end. If the treat wasn't satisfying enough for Gorou, then receiving a lovely kiss from you just enhanced it drastically.

➷ After a couple more, the two of you cuddled, his cheek nuzzling yours.

➷ "Thank you for the treat, [Name]! It tastes absolutely amazing! Are you... perhaps— going to buy some more in the future? If you are, could we share it together? It'll greatly improve our morale and relationship!"

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Itto

➷ You decided to feed Ushi some first and that made Itto jealous

➷ Itto was more than happy to accept your offer, stammering over his words enthusiastically while you just watched him happily babble about winning the competition. Which eventually turned to him boast about a recent beetle fight that he totally won.

➷ You didn't have the heart to interrupt him, he looked so cute and you just let him ramble on before he realized he got off track.

➷ After an apology, you offered him one stick, letting him taste test. Of course, he absolutely loved it! So he asks for more, to which you proposed a game to.

➷ The winner has to buy more for the other! And that sure as hell motivated him enough to win. But you're just gonna let him win anyways, you don't want him to use Kuki's mora.

➷ Ya'll ever have those moments where you're both a little shy and super excited at the same time? Yeah, that's how he feels rn. He's a little shy at how close you were, but he's really excited to play a game with you.

➷ Of course, you let him win every round, with the first few rounds ending in him giving you a skittish kiss. Which soon turned into him giving you a biiiig smooch on the lips. 100% worth it!

➷ "Hah! I win! What did I tell ya', Babe? The One and Oni Itto never loses! But, hey, don't worry about it, let's call this is a draw, yeah?... Buuuut you also did promise the winner would get us some more... What? Yeah, I did say it's a draw... I know a draw means there's no winners or losers, but if there's none, then what are we; losers and winners at the same time? Win...sers??? Hey, th—"

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Sumeru

"Lambad was asking if I could collect any feedback on this treat, he even made up a whole game about it... do you wanna kill two birds with one stone and play the game while tasting it?"

Alhaitham

➷ Kaveh was asked to leave, enough said.

➷ For you, he'd gladly put his book down and go through with whatever nonsense you wanted to do with him. You're not annoying, thankfully, so he'd let some of your shenanigans slide. Seeing as this is just a quick harmless little game, he'll humour you.

➷ Once you grew flustered and broke of the stick, he became addicted to that reaction if yours and asked for another round.

➷ Ignore Kaveh's tantrum outside as you struggle to not break the stick whenever his lips were getting closed to yours, the way you hid your face whenever you did break it amuses him more.

➷ Eventually though, once the box was done, you didn't win a single round as you would just break the stick last minute. You've kissed him a dozen times, so why was kissing him this time so difficult?

➷ He then gave you his opinion on the treat, saying the taste could add some certain spice and got back to his book. But you stayed there for a couple of seconds, looking at the small empty box with an upset expression.

➷ It didn't take long for him to figure out why you're so sad... and he knew how to cheer you up, with the one thing that always made you smile the brightest.

➷ When you got up, he wrapped one arm around your waist and pulled you onto his lap, the other arm still holding the book with his eyes glued to the pages.

➷ He closed the book again and leaned in, eyes closed as he locks lips with yours. Your hands pressed up against his chest, feeling his muscular body keeping you warm.

➷ "There, you wanted that the whole time, didn't you? There's no need to be so shy, we've kissed multiple times before. We don't need a whole game revolved around the concept of our kisses or our relationship's intimacy... Though, I wouldn't mind playing it again sometime."

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Cyno

➷ Is this your way of asking him to... stick together? Mwehehehehhwhehwhehejsbheuqbduqbfibwk

➷ Cyno does not get flustered easily. But you couldn't resist seeing that faint red tint on his tanned cheeks, it's a rare sight and you know this the perfect opportunity to see him blush again.

➷ Cyno's a smart boi tho, he already knew your little scheme because you kept insisting to play the game instead of just tasting the treat alone. You're also not very convincing.

➷ Meh, why not. He shrugs his shoulders and pointed at his lips, allowing you to slip the treat into his mouth as you bit the other end.

➷ The tables have turned when you realized he was just staring at you plainly, unfazed by how close you were to him. When your noses were touching, all of a sudden— you're starting to regret this idea.

➷ You were the one who broke the stick, covering the lower part of your bright red face as you stammered out how bad of an idea this was and that you should leave now that you received his feedback. You begged him to not tell a single soul about this.

➷ Now he's the one pouting when you didn't reciprocate the kiss. He blocked your way, his tangerine coloured eyes staring at you in expectancy.

➷ It felt like a whole decade went by, just the two of you silently staring at eachother, and the sound of your heartbeat thumping loudly in your ears.

➷ He was kind of worried if he scares you enough to the point you actually turned into a statue. But when he placed a hand on your flushed cheek to ask if you're okay, your brain short-circuited and you quickly pecked his lips before fleeing.

➷ He stood there for a good minute, blinking slowly, before turning his head to your direction where you were gone. You were fast, he'll give you that.

➷ "[Name]?... Huh, maybe I should corner them a little more often. That blush on their face... no wonder they were incredibly persistent to play this game. Still, it seems like they didn't want to... stick around. Heheh. Heh. Heh."

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Kaveh (⚠️)

➷ Criticising the box design was the first thing he did lol

➷ But other than that, he'd gladly accept the offer. Unlike most of the gambling he did, he wouldn't be able to lose this one either way. Unless you're the one chickening out last minute and breaking the stick. Of course, you wouldn't do that, riiiight?

➷ So the two of you played a couple games, most of which he happened to lose willingly because he wanted to smooch you on the lips. Can you blame him? You're so intoxicating, you could make him escspe all his problems with a single kiss!

➷ And then Alhaitham comes in hueheuhejqbajqbdo

➷ He didn't seem fazed about this at all, just went in to pick up a file left on the table. But he did criticise about the two of you being too ballsy, saying that anyone could come in and witness 'a traumatic event'.

➷ Kaveh actually threw a book towards the male, who caught it expertly. Before he yelled at the scribe to leave, to which he happily did after jabbing a teasing statement towards you two.

➷ He groaned, rubbing his temples in annoyance. You cooed at him softly, petting his silky blonde hair and giving him reassurance.

➷ Seeing as he was still tensed, you decided to pepper his face with lil' kisses. He giggled, before pulling closer, arms wrapped around your waist as he also began littering kisses all over your face

➷ Soon, those sweet little kisses turned into a very long and passionate make out on his bed, with you straddling his hips and his hands gripping your waist.

➷ When the two of you pulled away, you could feel the tent in his tight pants throbbing against your thigh, the arousing heat in your abdoment was just as unbearable.

➷ The box of Pocky long forgotten and left on his table, nothing but eachother left in your minds that were clouded with lust.

➷ "Ah... You know, maybe you could stay here for a little while longer, I have been craving for... something with you~ Bah, who cares about that annoying scribe? Let him know you and I are having an intimate time together... something I know he'll never have for the rest of his life, hah!"

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Capitano (These parts are rather short due to lack of confirmation regarding certain information)

➷ Does his helmet thingy have a mouth for him to eat???

➷ Both of you are in his office, and since it's just the two of you, he'll lift it up and allow you see his face. Everytime he does this, you quickly sneak a peck on his lips, he enjoys it. A lot.

➷ He'll have you sit on his lap (or on a spare chair) as he does his work, but he'll multitask and play the game with you while he's at it.

➷ The two of you already locked the door, so no one's gonna ruin this lovely little moment between The Captain his Beloved.

➷ He's quite busy, so he'll pretend to win while in reality; he's more interested in getting kisses from you than the treat.

➷ "No need to fret, my expedition won't be starting any time soon. At the moment, all there is left to do is simply filing out certain recruits to their designated nations... It bores me, but with you, my dear... Not even my loyalty for the Tsarita can overpower my love for you."

Dainsleif

➷ This is gonna be set AFTER the journey with the Abyss Twin, but I won't mention which twin it is so feel free to use your imagination! (I'm not too into the lore so forgive me if I get if inaccurately)

➷ Betrayal is a painful feeling to endure. Dainsleif learned that first hand after an intense battle with you now former blonde companion. But in the end, trying to convince the now leader of the Abyss Order was futile.

➷ You helped Dainsleif retreat from the fight, after bidding your old companion a tearful goodbye. The two of you decided to take a rest at Mondstat, to recharge and plot your new journey to stop the Abyss Order.

➷ While resting at Cat's Tails, you stopped by Good Hunter to restock on some food supplies and was offered a little trade off. Sponsor her new treat and receive said supplies. Even telling you about a cute little game about it.

➷ You started off with Dainsleif, of course. You've been dating for a bit but haven't smooched yet. So, this is the perfect opportunity!

➷ He agreed after taking a quick taste test, while everyone was busy playing cards, you two were petting kitties to regain your energy and playing the pocky game.

➷ He sees no point for the game's existence, but to see you smile or get flustered after sharing a kiss with him, he thinks this might be his favorite game now~

➷ "Ah... They've got fur all over my cape too... Hey, stop laughing, you've got fur all over your clothing as well. You've distracted me with the game, of course I wouldn't notice the cats rubbing against me... Though, I think it was pretty worth it."

Dottore ⚠️

➷ Ehe

➷ You're half Dottore's assistant and half Dottore's Test Subject, but he performs less excruciating tests on you. He finds that you're an interesting specimen, emotionally, mentally and physically. Metaphorically too

➷ You barged into his office one day and sat in his lap, he's used to it so he didn't flinch at all, only continuing with his ongoing experiment.

➷ While he's off mixing concoctions, you're explaining a treat you made that's based off his favorite flavour and your's, it was the least you could do since you're bored and you've missed your blue haired freaky doctor boyfriend.

➷ Amused, he agrees to a game, but wants to test out... a small hypothesis. He thought of it as you're wriggling around the small tent formed in his tight pants.

➷ So, he pulls you in with the stick between your lips and his, he made sure to press you firmly downwards and onto his erection. In return, you playfully grinded against him, elicting a velvety chuckle from him.

➷ One thing led to another, and you forgot who won, it's just you underneath him and him towering over you with his coat taken off.

➷ Lips locked together, your fingers running through his soft curly blue hair. Bless the poor souls outside as he rubs himself against you, you teased back by letting out a loud shameless moan that only made him crave to be inside of you once more.

➷ "It seems like my hypothesis is correct, to my conclusion; it seems as though my little test subject as grown... restless, at the lack of intimacy i've given. Let's see how you'll fare against me in this part of the 'procedure'."

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A/N: I'll be going on a smol hiatus, the beginning of my exams are coming up and I want to make sure I don't suffer getting last place in class— again. Either way, i'll chip in a few paragraphs if I have some spare time

Oh, and if you're wondering; Yes, I'll be including pulcinella, specially for oh-so my good friend who I won't name but call Sticker <3

[Part 2]

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[heaven-s-black-box]

Cupid- Dainsleif x Fem!Reader

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Recovery date: April 16th, 2024

Description: Rhinedottire and Halfdan play cupid.

Notes: It's missing Dain hour. When will my husband return from the war?

Word count: 1 082

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Y/n let out a forlorn sigh as she stared out the window. Below the alchemy tower the knights were training, and she was leaning against the glass to watch. Somewhere behind her she heard a much more irritated sigh as Rhinedottire watched her friend stalk the Captain from their window. She let it continue as she finished separating the petals from the flower stems.

“Enough ogling, back to work,” the chief alchemist said as the last petal settled into the small basket.

Her voice startled Y/n, making her jump and scurry back towards the work bench.

“I wasn’t ogling,” she muttered, picking out a stem and ground it down with petals from a different flower.

Rhinedottire watched her fellow alchemist pummel the ingredients with a flush on her face. Y/n scraped down the mortar and dumped its contents onto a piece of paper.

“Is he shirtless today?”

“Gold!”

The woman laughed as she took the paper and folded it over, setting it under a book to press the paste down.

“Well? Is he?”

Y/n didn’t make eye contact as she removed the heavy recipe book and unfolded the paper. She picked up a ruler and began sectioning the paste into squares.

“Yes…”

With a faint smile, the chief alchemist slowly nudged the basket of flower petals towards the edge of the work bench. The woman’s smile widened when Y/n looked at her in confusion, and she held eye contact as she pushed the basket off the edge. Y/n’s eyes widened as the petals fluttered across the floor.

“Oh no…” Rhinedottire deadpanned, picking up the basket. “I knocked over those petals we needed, Y/n, be a dear and go pick some more.”

“Gold, no, come on.”

“I have no idea what you mean, you make it sound like I’ve asked you to do something absurd. Now, I believe those flowers are planted near the training grounds. Take your time, you might have to root around the bushes a bit.”

With a groan, Y/n grabbed the collection basket that Rhinedottire had previously used and left the workshop. As she got closer to the base of the tower, she could hear Captain Dainsleif coaching some knights through a sparring match and the sound of wooden swords hitting each other. She pushed open the door, wincing at the bright light.

Y/n followed the garden path on instinct as she watched the knights train. Dainsleif was correcting someone’s form when out of the corner of her eye, Y/n realized she was being watched. Halfdan smiled at her, waving discreetly, and then focused back on his Captain.

“Captain Dainsleif, sir!”

“Yes?”

“Perhaps a demonstration would be valuable?”

The alchemist tripped over her own feet, letting out a startled yelp and catching the attention of the training knights.

“Sorry, tripped on a rock.”

Y/n pointedly looked away, clearing her throat.

“I suppose a demonstration wouldn’t hurt,” Dainsleif said.

As Halfdan prepared to go against the Captain, Y/n stepped over the garden border and settled down facing the training area. She began to part the bushes, looking for any remaining flowers, occasionally peaking up at the match.

Y/n would never understand why the alchemy tower was beside the training court, but she definitely couldn’t complain. When she wasn’t submerged in research, she’d taken to watching the knights train. It was purely out of a fascination with the strength they demonstrated, getting to ogle Dainsleif was just a benefit. 

Looking up once more, Y/n caught Dainsleif tripping Halfdan up causing the elite soldier to land on his butt while the Captain pointed the wooden training sword at his throat. Both of them were breathing heavily, and Y/n found herself staring at the way Dainsleif’s back muscles  moved with each breath. 

“I yield,” Halfdan panted out.

“You did well.”

Dainsleif extended a hand to his friend and helped him up. The second the Captain turned even slightly in her direction, Y/n looked back down.

With only a handful of smaller flowers, Y/n picked the basket back up and stepped out of the garden. Y/n was halfway back to the tower door when a second pair of footsteps joined her.

She looked back to find Dainsleif jogging to catch up with her.

“Hello Y/n.”

“Hi Dain,” she smiled, stopping and turning to face him.

Behind him, Y/n could see the rest of the knights distractedly cleaning up. One of the knights caught her eye and immediately rushed off.

“I noticed you’ve been watching our training sessions recently.”

“You what?” Y/n’s voice broke, and she cleared her throat awkwardly.

Dainsleif pointed up at the window where Rhinedottire was currently standing. The woman smiled and waved before disappearing back into the workshop.

Y/n cursed herself for not realizing that she was also being watched.

“It’s really not all that high up, but I digress. I wanted to ask if you’d be interested in some one-on-one training.”

The alchemist choked on her own spit.

“Why-why offer that?”

“Well, I’ve been meaning to offer for a while, but I wasn’t sure how interested you would be. After all, I would hate a repeat of our first meeting.”

Y/n felt her teeth grind in annoyance. Their first meeting had not been her finest moment as he’d been escorting her to collect some ingredients and had to save her from a small slime. It was definitely embarrassing, especially when Dainsleif had approached her the next evening at a tavern by calling her slime food, but it had sparked an almost more embarrassing crush.

“I guess some self-defense training wouldn’t hurt.”

“Excellent, how does tomorrow afternoon sound?”

“I’ll have to make sure Gold doesn’t need me, but that should work.”

Dainsleif smiled, and Y/n felt her stomach flip.

“Then I’ll come by tomorrow, please enjoy the rest of your day.”

“You too.”

Y/n watched him return to the knights and put his shirt back on, the realization that he’d been half naked during that conversation causing her face to heat up, before heading back up to the workshop.

She’d barely stepped into the room when Rhinedottir addressed her.

“I don’t need you tomorrow afternoon, don’t worry, so enjoy your date.”

“I knew you must have done something,” Y/n huffed, dropping the mostly empty basket onto the table. “Hope it was worth the wasted flowers.”

“You can consider my repayment an invitation to the wedding.”

#researcher s's recovery #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact dainsleif #dainsleif #dainsleif x reader #x reader #female reader #oneshot #genshin impact oneshot #fluff

[genshinluvr]

First Crush and First Love

Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader

Summary: Everyone has a first crush and their first love! Whether it's a real person or a fictional character, the fifteen men (specifically Childe) are curious about who was the first one to have stolen your heart.

Note: Hello! Another late-ish update since I did have some things to do at my university. I didn't have much time to add some stuff to this week's story because of that and I did have essays to turn in for my sociology class and it took up a lot of time. Anyway, I don't know when I'll be able to get back to typing out a story that is around 6k words, it'll probably be a while because I am approaching the end of the semester very soon and more exams are popping up again. Unfortunately... ;v; This is a short-ish story, it's more of a filler. Anywho! To my new and returning readers, I post on AO3 as well, so, if you have an AO3 and see a work similar to this, it’s me (Aaliah_exo on AO3). I don’t post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: None? Slightly sad on the reader's end, depending on how you view it. Maybe slightly angsty, but it's not too bad!

Word Count: 4.5k

Poke.

“Psst!”

You scrunched your face up and snuggled closer to your pillow, ignoring the light poke on your cheek.

Poke.

“Wake up!”

You pull your blanket closer to your face and turn on your side, still fast asleep. But unfortunately, that did not last as long as you’d hope it would. It was still early in the morning (it was 6 AM), and you were finally getting the entire night of rest that you very much needed.

“Psst! [Y/N]! Wake up!”

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Your eyelashes fluttered as you were slowly coming into consciousness. Your eyelids still felt heavy, so you let your eyelids close to get more sleep. Seeing that you weren’t going to wake up any time soon, the person groans softly before continuing what they were doing.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

“Wake up, [Y/N]!” The person whispers loudly, continuing to poke you repeatedly until you let out a mix of a groan and a whine. You cracked your eyes opened and rubbed your eyes with the heel of your palm.

“What is it, Childe?” You mumble, looking up at the man that was hovering above you. His arms were caging you against your bed as he stared down at you with his eyebrows knitted together with concentration as he watched you reluctantly wake up.

“I have something important to ask you, and I demand that you answer them!” Childe states, pouting down at you. You stared up at Childe, completely ignoring his declaration while your eyes scanned his features. His ginger locks were disheveled, sticking all over the place, and he had a prominent pout on his face; he was also wearing nothing but sweat pants that hung very low on his hips. Dangerously low. You feel heat rush to your cheeks when you feel Childe poke you on the cheeks once more to grab your attention.

“Hey! Look at me and answer my question, will you?” He whines, tilting your face up with a small pout on his face. You could tell that Childe was fighting back a teasing grin. 

You huffed, “I am looking at you!” Childe cocks an eyebrow at your comment.

“You were looking at my body, not my handsome face, snookums!” Childe teases, poking you lightly once more.

“Well, you wanted me to answer a question you never asked?” You questioned, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I did ask you a question! But it seems like you were too busy drooling over me to hear what I had asked you.” Childe smirks.

You stared up at Childe blankly and blinked at him owlishly. Wait, did he really ask you something, or was he saying that just to mess with you? Knowing Childe, he wouldn’t tell you the truth on whether he did ask you something or not, just to mess with you. You huffed and looked away from Childe’s teasing stare, cheeks bright red. Childe chuckles and leans down, pressing a big sloppy kiss on your cheeks, making you squeak.

“Oh, snookums! You’re too cute!” Childe coos. He leans down and nuzzles the tip of his nose against your cheeks, arms still caging you against your bed.

“You’re quite affectionate today.” You sighed, too tired to push him off of you. “Now, can you please repeat the question that you asked me?” You scrunched your face up as Childe continued to shower you with kisses.

Before Childe could reply to your question, your bedroom door slams open, revealing fourteen men gathered at your bedroom door. Childe was immediately yanked off of you by both Xiao and Scaramouche. Electricity crackles in Scaramouche’s hands, threatening to zap Childe. Xiao’s hands were itching and twitching to get his polearm to shove it up of Childe’s ass for waking you up so early in the morning. And for touching you and putting his disgusting chapped lips all over you. Xiao wants to do nothing more than smack Childe.

“Why’d you wake them up!?” Xiao demands, glaring at the smug Harbinger. Childe crossed his arms over his bare chest with a shit-eating grin, ignoring the subtle and not-so-subtle glares that were shot in his direction.

“I had to ask them the question that you guys were too scared to ask them!” Childe huffs, pouting at them Childe-ishly. 

“And you decided to rouse them from their slumber just to ask them a silly question?” Dainsleif asks, glaring at the Harbinger. Childe nods his head; the pout on Childe’s face is replaced with a proud grin.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! It wasn’t a silly question! It was a question that we were all wondering about and needed answers for!” Itto spoke up, breaking through the crowd of men. Now that you have gotten a better look at all fifteen men, they were all still wearing their pajamas. Some were just almost naked (Itto).

“And what would those questions be? Childe wouldn’t tell me what it is!” You groaned, forcing yourself to sit up on your bed.

“I did tell you what my question was! You were just distracted by my sexy physique!” Childe shoots a wink in your direction. You covered your face with your hands, internally groaning at Childe’s constant teasing. You plopped back down on your bed and pulled the blanket over your head.

“It’s too early for this. Either ask me the question or let me continue my sleep in peace.” Your voice was muffled underneath the mountain of blankets you have on your bed. 

Don’t you get overheated from the number of blankets you have on your bed? Does the amount of blankets make it hard for you to move around when you sleep? The men never understood as to why you needed so many blankets. Not to mention the number of plushies that were given to you by the men themselves. 

Your first-ever plush in Teyvat was given to you by Itto. It was a cute stuffed onikabuto, and it can also be a pillow! Seeing the look on your face when you were given a cute giant onikabuto plush, the others have decided to get you a plush as well that resembles them in a way. It was really cute! But the number of plushies in your collection continued to grow until it got to the point where you didn’t have much space on your bed to sleep.

So, Albedo and Gorou have taken into account to build you a chest and shelf where you can place your ever-growing plushie collection. One plushie you have decided to keep on your bed was the damn jumbo-sized Rex Lapis exuvia plushie that you were gushing over a couple of months ago. Although the colossal Rex Lapis exuvia plushie wasn’t the only one you kept on your bed, it was also the onikabuto that Itto had given you. Strangely enough, you were pretty attached to these stuffed animals. Emotionally attached, might I add— much to the men’s dismay. Why couldn’t you be emotionally attached to them instead of being emotionally attached to a bunch of punchable stuffed animals that can’t fight back?

“We wanted to know who was your first crush and your first love!” Gorou says, his tail swishing from side to side with both excitement and anticipation. 

“My first crush and my first love?” You popped up from underneath your blankets and quickly came out from under the blankets.

“That’s right! We were curious about who was the first one to steal your heart.” Kazuha nods his head as he leans against your bedroom wall.

“What started this conversation exactly?” You raised your eyebrows at them, quickly fixing your bedhead.

“We were just curious about who this person might be,” Albedo says, shrugging his shoulders. You stared at Albedo and at the others. They seem to be at the edge of their seats, waiting for you to answer their burning questions regarding your first crush and first love.

An hour before you were woken up from your sleep by Childe, the men were lounging around in the kitchen, sipping on their tea and coffee. It was a quiet morning, everyone had woken up from their sleep earlier than usual, but that didn’t stop them from wondering about your private life before you appeared in their world.

“Do you think that [Y/N] has a boyfriend in their world?” Venti asks, blowing on the steaming hot coffee (thankfully, it wasn’t alcohol because who drinks alcohol at 5 AM?). Everyone in the kitchen paused at Venti’s question and looked over at him blankly; some were deep in thought, thinking about the answer to Venti’s question.

“Do you mean by [Y/N] being currently in a relationship or their past relationship?” Ayato asks, sipping his tea while sitting between Thoma and Zhongli.

“Hmmm… both!” Venti replies, placing his cup of coffee down on the wooden table in front of him.

“Well, [Y/N] hasn’t mentioned anything about a boyfriend or relationship when they’ve arrived in our world,” Thoma replies, crossing his arms over his chest as he gnaws on his bottom lip.

“I believe we never asked them about their relationship status when we first met them,” Zhongli spoke up, clearing his throat as he looked over at the others around him with his amber eyes. “Quite frankly, I believe that the topic has yet to emerge when we have a conversation with [Y/N].”

“Well, now I am curious about who could be this mysterious man that has stolen our precious [Y/N]’s heart.” Kaeya hums, stroking his chin.

Diluc sighs softly, “I believe that it’s best that we don’t touch on this topic. After all, if [Y/N] wants to talk about their relationship, they should do it on their own terms.” Diluc leans back in his seat.

Baizhu chuckles softly, “Oh? Are you not at least a little bit curious about who was the first one to steal [Y/N]’s heart?” He raises his eyebrows at Diluc with a small smirk on his face. Diluc sighs and looks away from Baizhu, lifting his cup from the table before taking a sip from it.

“It’s their personal life; I’d rather not intrude,” Diluc mutters, rolling his eyes. 

The others muttered to themselves, debating on whether they should agree to Diluc’s comment or pester you about your love life. Was there someone that stole your heart in your world? Did that person make you as happy as they did? There were so many questions that they wanted to ask you, but you were sleeping peacefully in your bedroom. They didn’t want to disturb your sleep just to ask you about your love life.

“Do you think [Y/N] had all of their firsts with that person?” Kaeya asks, tapping on his chin while squinting his eye at the thought.

“Firsts? What do you mean by firsts?” Scaramouche asks, leaning against the table, intrigued with what Kaeya was asking about.

“Oh, you know, first kiss, first date, first argument, first time…” Kaeya trails off.

“First time?” Dainsleif looks at Kaeya skeptically.

“Sex, he’s talking about sex!” Thoma comments, his cheeks and the tips of his ears turning redder than his t-shirt.

Thoma’s comment woke everyone up; suddenly, they were more alert and awake. They began talking to one another, trying to figure out whether you had had all of your firsts with some other man in your world or not. Just the thought of you experiencing all of your firsts with another man that wasn’t them made them feel on edge.

“No way! [Y/N]’s not the type to have sex with someone they don’t know!” Itto exclaims, huffing loudly with a childish pout on his face. The men around him wince at the sheer volume of Itto’s exclamation, hoping that it didn’t wake you up from your slumber.

“And how do you know that exactly? [Y/N] could have been with that person for a few years before coming into our world, and they could have done many things with their potential partner.” Ayato sighs softly, shaking his head at Itto’s outburst.

“What if [Y/N] and their lover made plans to get married!?” Gorou panics, his eyes widening in fear.

“And what if [Y/N] was supposed to get married to their lover but didn’t get to because they were sucked into our world!?” Itto asks, tightening his grip around the mug so tightly that the glass mug shattered.

“My mug!” Thoma whines, getting up from his seat to grab a broom and a dustpan to sweep the shards of glass from the ground.

Zhongli looks over at Childe, who was oddly silent the entire time. Childe sat in his seat across from Zhongli, staring down at his now cold cup of coffee; his jaws were clenched shut. Childe crossed his arms over his bare chest, his index finger lightly tapping on his biceps. Childe looked tensed, almost jealous. Zhongli can see faint steam coming from Childe’s ears.

“Childe, you’re oddly quiet today. Mora for your thoughts?” Zhongli speaks up, looking at Childe with an eyebrow raised. Childe sighs to himself and shakes his head, looking away from Zhongli. “What’s the matter, Childe? Are you upset?” Zhongli asks, lifting his teacup before taking a small sip from the porcelain teacup. Again, Childe doesn’t respond to Zhongli’s question. Ayato sighs softly and shakes his head at Childe’s attitude. 

“It seems like the topic of [Y/N]’s intimate life upsets him,” Ayato murmurs to Zhongli, looking over at the former archon from the corner of his eyes.

“It seems so.” Zhongli hums softly. “The topic does irk me a little bit, but it seems like it irks Childe way more than it does with the rest of us,” Zhongli added, shaking his head.

“Does he think he has the chance with [Y/N]? He can wait in line like the rest of us.” Xiao muttered, huffing to himself. 

Scaramouche scoffs, “As if he’d get a chance with [Y/N]. He’s insufferable, and I believe that [Y/N] wouldn’t even breathe in his direction. Let alone look at him.” Scaramouche rolls his eyes.

“Well, we’re not too sure about that. [Y/N] is a little unpredictable.” Albedo spoke up, stirring his coffee with the metal spoon, deep in his thoughts.

“Out of all fifteen of us, who do you think [Y/N] would choose?” Kazuha asks.

“My, my. Why ask a difficult question?” Baizhu chuckles, shaking his head.

“Everyone here would choose themselves instead of choosing who they think [Y/N] would end up with,” Dainsleif muttered, shaking his head.

“Oh? Then out of fifteen of us, who do you think [Y/N] would choose?” Kaeya asks, propping himself up on the table, looking at Dainsleif curiously. “And don’t say yourself,” Kaeya adds, tapping his fingers against his cheeks. Dainsleif sighs and closes his eyes, leaning back in his seat, and takes a moment to think for himself. 

Dainsleif opens his eyes before stating, “Zhongli.” Everyone falls silent, stares at Dainsleif, and then glances over at the ex archon.

“Zhongli?” Kazuha blinks at Dainsleif, unsure of how he should react to Dainsleif’s answer. Heck, the others feel the same way as Kazuha! Other than feeling hurt and a little offended that Dainsleif didn’t choose him.

“Why Zhongli?” Venti pouts, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Huh, is that so? What does Zhongli have that I don’t have?” Diluc’s eyebrows were furrowed as he tried to contemplate over what Zhongli could possibly have that Diluc doesn’t have. Was it the glowing amber eyes? The unlimited knowledge of the history of Teyvat?  

“Why choose Zhongli when you can choose me instead? I got muscles and horns!” Itto huffs; his bottom lip was jutting out, forming a pout.

“Care to explain as to why you’ve chosen Zhongli out of all of us?” Albedo asks, tilting his head to the side as he strokes his chin.

Dainsleif sighs, rolling his eyes. “Do I need to have a reason why I’ve chosen Zhongli?” 

“Yes,” Xiao replies immediately, staring at Dainsleif intensely as he waits for the blond male to give a good reason on why he chose the former archon.

Dainsleif sighs, “I’ve seen the way [Y/N] looks at Zhongli. If [Y/N] had to choose someone, they will most likely pick Zhongli.” He crosses his arms over his chest before continuing, “Out of everyone, it seems like Zhongli cares about [Y/N] the most. Yes, we all care about them, but Zhongli does it in a subtle way every time he sees [Y/N] or when he’s with [Y/N].” 

“Is it because he’s a former archon?” Scaramouche sighs.

“He’s an archon!?!” Itto screeches, looking at Scaramouche and Zhongli with eyes the size of dinner plates.

“I’m really curious if anyone had stolen [Y/N]’s heart before they were brought into our world,” Albedo mutters, squinting his eyes.

“Well, why don’t we ask [Y/N] ourselves?” Gorou offers, crossing his arms over his chest.

“[Y/N] is sleeping right now. We can’t wake them up just because we wanted to know about their love life.” Baizhu sighs, shaking his head in disapproval.

“It’s also still five in the morning. [Y/N] doesn’t get up until seven or eight in the morning.” Thoma commented, dumping the shattered mug into the trash bin in the kitchen with a small huff of breath.

“It’s best we let [Y/N] sleep and not disturb their rest with a bunch of questions,” Diluc speaks up, sipping on his cup of coffee.

“I agree.” Kazuha nods his head.

Unbeknownst to the men, Childe slipped away from his seat and crept up the stairs towards your bedroom as they were having a small discussion on how it’s best to let you sleep in and not disturb your rest. Childe approaches your bedroom door and grabs onto the doorknob; he gently twists the knob before peeking his head into your bedroom. Your room was dark; the only light that was illuminating your bedroom was the small shell lamp on your desk. It was cute and endearing. Have you always slept with a light on? Were you afraid of sleeping in complete darkness? Childe can see faint light shining into your bedroom through the crack of the window curtains.

Childe looks behind to make sure that no one is around to see him walk into your bedroom while you’re asleep. Satisfied, Childe walks further into your bedroom and quietly closes the door behind him. He hears the soft click of the bedroom door shutting entirely behind him. Childe walks towards your bed and slowly climbs onto your bed, careful not to wake you up. Usually, you were a light sleeper, but it seems like you were exhausted because you didn’t wake up to the feeling of the bed dipping as he caged you to your bed with his arms.

“How cute!” Childe coos internally, snickering silently to himself when he caught the sight of you slightly drooling in your sleep. Thinking of a way to wake you up from your slumber, an idea pops up in his mind. Childe pokes you in the cheek with his index finger, waiting to get a reaction out of you.

Poke.

Childe pouts and pokes you on your cheek once more. You didn’t react. Instead, you continued to sleep. Your chest rises and falls with each gentle breath, still fast asleep. Totally oblivious to Childe’s intent on disturbing your sleep to pester you about your love life. He was not going to stop poking you until you woke up and answered his (and the others) burning questions!

“And that’s how we’re here!” Venti smiles innocently. You run your hands through your hair with a sigh.

“Childe only woke me up at six in the morning just to find out who my first crush and first love was?” You cocked your eyebrow at the ginger Harbinger in front of you. Childe smiles at you innocently and nods his head.

“We didn’t think he would sneak off and rouse you from your sleep.” Zhongli shakes his head in disapproval, shooting a look at Childe, who ignored the look that Zhongli shot in his direction.

“Well, now I’m awake!” You sighed, tossing the blanket off of your body as you grabbed the onikabuto plush, hugging it close to your chest. “Guess that means I should answer the question now, huh?” You rubbed your eyes with a small yawn.

“Yes.” Xiao nods his head.

“Indeed.” Ayato hums.

“I need answers!” Gorou pipes up, looking at you with anticipation.

“We need answers!” Scaramouche corrects Gorou, looking at the male from the corner of his eyes with a tiny frown on his face.

“No pressure, of course!” Thoma quickly adds, giving you a small reassuring smile.

“Everyone is quite curious about what your answer is, might I add.” Baizhu gives you a smile.

“Oh, I know!” You snorted. “I can see it on all of their faces.” The men can feel heat rise on their faces at your comment. Each and every single one of their faces turned bright red and bright pink. You cleared your throat and scanned through your brain, trying to recall a memory of this so-called first crush and first love. The men watch your face closely, on the edge of their seats, waiting for you to say who was the first one to claim your heart.

“To be really honest, I don’t remember who was my first ever crush…” You scratch your cheek, your eyebrow furrowing as you try to think back to the earliest time of your life. “It was probably a fictional character instead of a real person.” You muttered, stroking your chin.

“A fictional character?!” The men exclaim simultaneously, giving you an incredulous look. You giggled at their reaction and nodded your head.

“Yes, a fictional character! In my world, all of you are just fictional characters as well. But since I am in your world, you’re all pretty real to me.” You give them a tiny smile.

“Okay, so, a fictional character is your first crush…” Scaramouche gives you a weird look.

“Hey! If I was in my world, you’re all fictional characters. Therefore, I do have crushes on fictional characters!” You huffed, looking away from them with a pout on your face.

“Oh? So you have a crush on all of us?” Kaeya teases you, wiggling his eyebrows at you suggestively. You feel your face heat up at Kaeya’s comment and don’t reply, continuing to look away from them.

“Well, I’m not denying anything.” You muttered.

“Okay, then what about first love?” Diluc asks.

You let out a sheepish laugh as you scratched the back of your neck awkwardly. How were you going to explain this to them? Would they make fun of you for it? Could this change their perspective of you if you were to reveal this information? Regardless of that, it’s too late to go back now.

“I… never had a first love.” You said softly.

“What?” Itto looks at you quizically.

“What do you mean you never had a first love?” Xiao asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Surely, you’ve been in a relationship before, correct?” Albedo asks. You snorted and shook your head at Albedo’s question.

“I’ve never been in a relationship before.” You answered, crossing your legs under you as you pulled the blanket into your lap.

“How?! You’re so cute, loveable, sweet, and everything I want in a lover!” Thoma exclaims; his cheeks were ablaze. His face was almost as red as his shirt after his exclamation. You give Thoma a small smile, trying your best to hold back a snort.

“In my world, people have this standard of beauty and what they want in a lover. I never reach these said requirements.” You sighed, leaning up against the wooden headboard of your bed. “I did have crushes, sure, but the feelings were never mutual.” You start fiddling with the onikabuto plush. Great. How were you going to explain all of this without bursting into tears over how pathetic your love life was? Or your lack of love life, to be more specific.

“I’m not considered desirable in my world. I’m not shaped a certain way, my skin tone is either too dark too light, my hair isn’t a certain texture or length, and I’m either too tall or too short.” You chuckled bitterly, shaking your head with frustration. “People don’t consider me to be attractive or desirable because I don’t fit the standard of beauty in my world’s society.” Your shoulders slump as you hug your knees to your chest.

Recalling these old memories and your insecurities made your heart clench in your chest. Even though strangers didn’t want you, your family didn’t even want you either. All they do is compare you to your cousins or siblings.

“Why can’t you be more like your brother?”

“Why can’t you be more like your sister?”

“Your cousin just graduated from a prestigious university today! When will you go to college and be useful for once?”

“Do you really think that people would want to date someone as undesirable and useless as you?”

You shake the thoughts away from your head, avoiding their intense gaze. You tighten your grip around your knees as you swallow the lump in your throat. Your throat and eyes began to sting with tears that were threatening to fall.

“I never had a decent relationship. All of these relationships meant nothing to them while I put so much energy into it while they did nothing at all.” You sniffled, biting down on your bottom lip. “From my “relationships,” I learned that I fall for people too easily and that I get taken advantage of very easily.” You whispered, gently tugging on the onikabuto’s antlers. “It’s easy to replace me and take advantage of me.” You hummed. Everything around you fell silent as you continued to stare at the purple onikabuto plush in front of you.

“Now you have your answer. My first crush is most likely a fictional character, and my first love is nonexistent.” You commented. You looked up at the fifteen men. Before you could blink, Venti, Itto, Gorou, and Childe tackles you down on your bed.

“Oi! Don’t you dare talk down on yourself!” Xiao hollers, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah! Don’t you dare say anything bad about yourself!” Itto buries his face into your stomach, tightening his grip around you.

“Those people don’t deserve you at all! They don’t deserve any of your love and kindness!” Gorou speaks up, gently cupping your face in his hands. He gazed down at you with puppy dog eyes as he wiped away the stray tear that made its way down your cheeks. You feel your bottom lip quiver at Gorou’s comment, tears blurring your vision.

“Stooooop! You’re going to make me cry! It’s too early!” You whined, gently hitting Gorou’s chest with your fist.

Gorou pulls you into his chest and pats your head gently. “I will be your first love.” Was the last thing the fifteen men think before they all surround you on your bed to comfort you, wiping your tears away while trying to cheer you up. The people in your world truly did not deserve you at all.

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Queen of the Ashes | Dainsleif x Reader Part Two (FINAL)

part 1 here

Though his breathe was physically visible in the cold mountains that separated Liyue and Mondstat, it felt warm on his red cheeks and nose.

Dainsleif held his sword tightly in his gloved hand, a fighting stance upon the snow, feet digging into the white and soft ground as he glared at the Lawachurl in front of him. Crystal blue ice decorating his horns, knuckles and knees, snow set still upon his shoulders and messy mane. A deep growl as he puffed his chest and flexed his arms. The cold breathe of cryo making the tall, Khaenri'ahn male shake at how it bit the remaining uncovered skin on his face.

He was wet in blood that did not belong to him. It stuck to his boots and cape, dripped down the edge of his blade.

Dainsleif was foolish enough to follow an abyss herald into Dragonspine where monsters lay in every wake. Only to be led into a trap that proved difficult to wind out of.

He crouched lower to the ground, ready to swing at a moment's notice.

Except, he didn't have to.

The sound of hooves approaching froze them both in their tracks, and as the Lawachurl turned with an animalistic grunt to face the newcomer, just as quickly as his body turned did his head fly right off of it. Blood splattering. Ruining the pure and clean white snow with it's filth.

However Dain did not falter. Not until the hooded figure came into view.

It was a women. The tight black turtleneck hugging her chest area said so. She wore a cape that looked suspiciously like his own. Starred and purple on the inside. Her bare hands nearly matched it's color with how bruised they look. Either from punching a wall or a person.

She rode on a black stallion. Her hands carrying a chain that led to an arrowhead like spiked metal with a ball of what he guessed to be a pyro slime. When it swung, it's flames did too. He could only assume the strength she used to blow the head of a creature much bigger then herself with a weapon like that

The women let out a gasp as she came into view of him and dropped her weapon. Scrambling to reach him so desperately she fell off her horse and on her knees.

Through the gap her mask allowed, he could see a pair of watery, blue eyes.

Wait.

Gently, with shaking fingers she pried it off her face. And he dropped the bloody sword, stumbling backwards as a face he had not seen in 500 years stared back at him, mirroring the expression he wore in the reflection of her eyes

The face that laughed when he did something silly. The face that smiled when he started his shifts with good mornings and ended them with good nights. The face that wallowed in pleasure as he fucked her in the quiet of a night, hand placed over her mouth to avoid being punished for their crime of being in love. A queen was not to have feelings for her queensgaurd. Certainly not invite him into her bed, when she was meant to marry nobles and carry heirs that would inherit the throne she sat on.

He knew this better then anyone. And she knew that he hated it. When she would attend royal balls and political gatherings, and have to stand by like a statue. Watching with angry eyes as men came to offer her marriage, children, gold, luxury. Things he could never give her. The only thing he could give her was his company and comfort. His affections and advice when she needed it.

If she needed him at her side for advice he would be there in the blink of an eye. If she wanted his arms to hold her while she cried in stress and frustration he would without question. If she asked him, with those little puppy eyes and pink cheeks he found so adorable, to be intimate with her, he was already undressing them both.

He was there at her beck and call. His sword was hers his life was hers, his heart was hers forever and ever.

As much as the simplicity of what he could offer as a common man who worked at the Palace of Khaenri’ah, protecting the queen at all hours of the day. Compared to the riches men who sought her power and wealth, his queen claimed that what he thought was so little in comparison to greater men, she saw as the biggest gift anyone could offer.

Of course, he understood her side in this. Emotional trust and love didnt quite compare to material things. Yet sometimes Dainsleif couldn’t help but get…a little jealous and insecure he couldn’t provide the financial stability and wealth others could.

Though this never bothered his sweetheart. She always claimed no matter who would want her hand, he would always have her heart. For this, the comfort and love she gave him to reciprocate what he tried his hardest to give, he would always be indebted to her.

You can only imagine the heartache. When even the protection he swore many years ago when she first was crowned Queen of Khaenri’ah. Could not be given as he held her under crumbling ruins. Could only hold her crying form as the people he too was meant to serve were burned and killed outside the broken entrance.

Could only comfort and make her final moments easier then what many had, until death did they part.

He tried. He really did.

Dainsleif tried to get her away but there was no escape for anyone on that land. He failed his duty in protecting his queen and love. All he could have hoped for was to make her grief less while they waited, helpless for her to be killed for wrongs she tried to right. For being born on the wrong side of the ocean and being unable to control the actions of every human in Khaenri’ah

An impossible thing to ask. He had told her

And for 500 years did he try to make himself believe he did make her death more merciful and kind. When he had woken up in the ruins of the land he once called home and gaurded his queen in. With her body gone, and the bodies and blood of the dead and cursed left behind as history of what once was.

So many times did he try to join his love in the afterlife, knowing she was dead. And could only wander, seek revenge, live until he couldnt. Hunt down the abyss and search for answers. Clear ones.

And yet, here he stood, inches away from the face he had started to forget as time took his memory little by little. Her eyes the same tearful ones as that dreadful day. Except. They held joy he had not seen in so long. They held his own reflection. And he could see tears on him he did not feel.

Dainsleif cast aside the bag he carried slung across his shoulder and tackled the poor women to the ground. Her legs making way for his body to settle between them, wrapping around his hips as she clung to him. Shaking and crying in silence before letting out a loud inhale that broke into a sob.

He could only shakily shush her through his own tears. Just as that day.

Except it was so longer goodbye. It was hello.

A reunion he dreamed of and knew it could never be more then that.

A dream.

One that came true now it seems as he cradled his queens trembling body as she clung to him, repeating with perfect accent the mother tongue he hadnt even spoken himself in so long. Damn near forgetting the language he grew with after 500 years of it not proving any use.

“Your Alive..Your alive your alive your alive” she cried out. Less to him, and more to convince herself this was real as she buried her face into his shoulder, mumbling the same two words over and over until her voice cracked into a whisper from soreness

He sat up with her still attached to him, rocking her on the snow as he made no noise while his tears ran like angry rivers.

At the same time did they part and took each others face in their cold hands.

Dainsleif let out a weak smile and reached down to wipe the sticky wetness between the space of her top lip and nose that came from her nostrils. He saw her eyes widen in embarrassment and immediately swung her head away, which he followed, making her swing it the other way to avoid him seeing the obvious red on her face with a soft whine of protest.

He let out a chuckle, a shaky one at that as he stood up and wordlessly sat her back on the horse.

“W-Wait Don’t Leave—”

She didn’t get to finish as he was already gripping either end of the leather saddle and hopped on right behind her, gripping her waist gently yet firmly.

“Don’t worry my queen, im not leaving you ever again. Not until we actually both die in each others arms.” He whispered to her chuckling in bittersweetness.

She seemed hurt for a small moment and he tilted his head a little in concern.

“I am no longer Queen of Khaenri’ah Ser Dainsleif.” She said both playfully and sadly, using his own former title which, if it was an object. It would have collected mold and dust long ago. Probably already withered away.

The former monarch sighed, glancing into the cold and white of Dragonspine, her eyes flickering from the ruins to the camp of hilichurls. Her former subjects.

Unrecognizable. Different. Their past identities had died along with their country. Now they could merely count the days until their new and dreadful faces withered away too. By time or by sword. Just like she was.

“I am merely a Queen of the Ashes”

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[mondaymelon]

genshin ☁︎⋅ shneznaya and khaenri'ah masterlist! ༄

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[it-happened-one-fic]

Unfulfilled Aspirations - Halfdan

Author's Notes: This fic is actually really old. It's just been sitting in my documents for a while since I was debating about whether to post it or not. I finally decided to but, heads up, it's angsty and there is not comfort ending. I listened to the song "Unfulfilled Aspirations" from the Genshin Impact OST while I wrote this so that's probably one of the reasons for the generally sad nature of this fic. Also, Reader is a royal of Khaenr'iah. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic despite the angst.

Type: Angst (no comfort)/Romance/Reader is royalty/gender neutral reader

Word Count: 1035

I kicked my feet slightly, looking out at the veritable field of Intevyats. Our national flower. 

My national flower…..

Usually, they were a sight that brought me joy as they were one of my favorite flowers. Fitting as the princess of this country. But now they only served to assist me in exacerbating my sorrow. 

Perhaps I was like these flowers that would turn to stone if they were taken from this land.

I knew that I would not, in reality, turn to stone when I left. But I felt certain that my emotions and heart would fossilize and turn cold with my departure to a foreign land.

Childishly, I had never truly taken the time to realize that I would be married off to some man in a far away land and forced to leave my home. In some small way, I’d known it would happen. But for reasons unknown, I had never prepared myself and I certainly hadn’t expected to happen so suddenly.

Mother had said I ought to be excited. As a royal of Khaenr’iah, I’d never been allowed to travel. And in a way she was right. That would be the case for most people in the position of royalty, chained to a single country.

 But the truth was, I’d never wanted to leave this land. I was happy here and had never yearned for anything outside of the borders. And once I left, I would always yearn for what I was being forced to leave behind.

Father had said my marriage would be for the good of all of Khaenr’iah, but I wasn’t sure that he was right. After all, he was also planning to challenge Celestia, who had never truly bothered us, for the ‘good’ of Khaenr’iah.

 He might be able to fool the common folk with the idea that the army of field tillers were merely a protective measure, but I knew otherwise.

Why build up an army grand enough to challenge the heavens themselves if that wasn’t the very thing he was planning on doing?

“Your Highness….” I turned to see Dainsleif, my ever stoic guard. One of my few true allies in this situation. But the Twilight Blade wasn’t alone. The person who stood behind him almost immediately brought tears to my eyes. 

I hadn’t gotten to see him since my upcoming marriage had been announced and I’d feared it would remain that way up until the very day I left.

“Halfdan….” I couldn’t even say his name aloud, instead it came out as more of a breath. I practically leapt to my feet, fully prepared to rush over to the man who’d laid claim on my heart many, many years ago. But I restrained myself.

My eyes darted over to Dain’s blue ones and the slightest of smiles crossed the man’s face, “Go ahead, I’ll make sure no one sees either of you.” His promise was all I needed and I didn’t hesitate to throw myself into Halfdan’s arms. Dain had already turned and stepped out the lone door that led to this balcony, closing it quietly as he granted us a small amount of privacy.

“I didn’t think I’d get to see you…” I trailed off, leaning back to look into his sorrowful eyes, the very same color as the gems that decorated my tiara.

A sad smile crossed his face as he reached up, gently wiping tears from my eyes. Ever determined to comfort me even though I knew he was just as crushed as I was. 

Loving him, my Mother had told me, was a foolish choice. But little did she know I’d hardly had a say in the matter. And even if I had, I couldn’t say I would have chosen a different path.

I’d even gone so far as to do my best to hide our relationship from my parents, but they had discovered it and my betrothal had occurred all too soon after words.

 Since then, Dainsleif had become one of my greatest allies. In fact, he was the one who warned me of the marriage talks in the first place.

I would never forget that day, not too long ago, when he came to me wearing a dark expression and told me what he’d overheard as he stood guard outside the meeting room. The first news of my upcoming wedding.

I scanned Halfdan’s face, finding sorrow that mirrored my own there. But Halfdan, ever gentle and ever sweet, simply rubbed my back soothingly. 

Even though he no doubt wanted to cry just as I did, he restrained himself on my behalf and did his best to comfort me, “Don’t cry, Love; it’ll be alright. You’ll be well cared for and live up to the King and Queen’s aspirations.”

 I let out a bitter laugh at his words, pressing my face into his shoulder, not wanting to face reality, “And what about my aspirations… Will they go unfulfilled?”

 I pulled back, cupping his face in my hands as I studied him, possibly for the last time. His face was one I would never forget.

Mother and Father had both done their best to separate us. For the sake of the marriage and to lessen the pain of separation they said. In reality, I wanted nothing more than to spend every last second I had here beside him. A truth he knew well.

“All I ever longed for in life was to be yours Halfdan…. But it seems it shall not be,” My voice cracked slightly and I let him pull me back into a tight embrace. 

There was nothing to be said that hadn’t already been put into words. Now there was only silence. It pained me that our last shared memory would be one so filled with pain. But it was either this, or nothing.

Through the door I could hear hissed whispers, Dain was no longer alone. His friend, the golden-haired traveler, had come to help him keep his vigilant watch, “She shouldn’t have to go away. They love each other!”

Dain’s voice was solemn and bitter, but he spoke the truth when he responded, “I know…. But there is nothing to be done. Y/n leaves tomorrow.”

#Genshin impact imagines #Halfdan x reader #Halfdan #Halfdan deserved better #Poor fellow made me so sad #gender neutral reader #Royal reader #khaenri'ah #Dainsleif is mentioned #So is the Abyss sibling #genshin impact x reader #Halfdan x y/n #Halfdan x you #Genshin impact x y/n #Genshin impact x you #Pre fall of khaenr'iah #betrothal angst #unfulfilled aspirations #I may have made myself sad #Genshin impact oneshots #angst no comfort #romance #my writings #it-happened-one-fic #reader insert

[astrophelstella]

Worthy

Genre: One shot, Angst, Hurt/Comfort

"Defeat me, command me to step aside, show me that you are worthier than I to rescue him."

There was a pause. A great silence between them stretched on as the words sunk in to her head. She needed to process them again as something brewed in her chest. It's as if time had stopped.

A snap.

"How dare you."

It was spoken like a whisper, but it could still be heard. There was incredulous belief as she spoke.

Star pupil eyes stared back at her. Slightly taken aback by her words.

"How dare you." In a flash of electro, she moved as lighting, and grabbed his neck.

A loud crack! could be heard as she slammed him into the closest wall. The force of which caused massive damage, leaving cracks behind where his body was thrown into. She kept his deathgrip on his neck, no doubt leaving bruises. Thunder was heard in the distance, reflecting her feelings.

He began choking for air as he looked at her face.

Golden eyes glowed inhumanly at him but the major notice was the unmistakable, unrelenting rage burning in them. As if they were windows to the pits of hell. They no longer looked human. Lumine no longer looked like the righteous Traveler. But something far less human. Less good.

"What gives you the right to say that to me? Bough keeper." She said the last word like a curse. "What gives your the right to judge me? You. Are. A. Blink. In our lives."

Dainsleif had never expected someone like Lumine to regard him with such a look. Or to even have this outburst. There was geo energy trapping his limbs and anemo stealing the breath from his lungs, electro energy sending dangerous sparks close to his face.

“I am his other half! His sword! His sister! The last of kin and the only one who has his safety in mind!" Somehow, she pushes him even further into the wall. Almost histerical in speaking. The pain made him claw at her hand. "He's been by my side since the day I was born. Our bond forged through centuries of traveling through worlds. We've faced wars, gods, extinction- FATE. What makes your measly 500 years of being travel buddies in anyway equal?! You couldn't even save him from the Abyss! Yet you have the audacity, the DELUSION that you could even come between us!?!"

Her companion, Paimon's shrill voice could barely be heard, as she shouted at Lumine to get a hold of herself. But to the blondes, it barely registered. Too caught up in the altercation. They didn't even notice she flew off to get help.

She turned and threw him onto the ground where he gasped air into his burning lungs. The pain on his back stung as he tried to get up but was left hacking for air.

"I understand your-"

She kicked him in the face, sending him back. "YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!"

His collar was grabbed before he could recover and he was brought face to face with those burning eyes once again. He had the faintest feeling he had crossed a line that no one in Teyvat had managed with the kind hearted Traveler.

"I have the only right. Hear me, Twilight Sword?" Said like an insult again. "I had hoped my brother was only wrong about you, blinded by emotions and circumstance to see you as an enemy. But if this is how you see things... Then I see his point."

She looked like she wanted to kill him.

Fortunately, an interruption.

"Traveler, that's enough." Tighnari, with a scared and horrified Paimon peeking over his shoulder, spoke. He sounded like he was approaching a wounded animal. "Please let him go. I dont know what's going on but you need to calm down."

At the presence of one of her friends, her grip tightened, glancing furiously at him and glaring at Dain, before slacking. Releasing his hold he fell back.

"Leave. Don't show up again."

Another twin had come to hate him.

With Dain gone Tighnari led her back to the camp, as gentle and soothing as he could. With plenty of experience to mitigate the leftover rage she felt. Paimon was uncharacteristically quiet.

"Are you okay to tell me what happened back there?" He asked, carefully, and setting down some incense pots. The scent smelled refreshing. "I've never seen you lose it like that."

She didn't want to at first. But this entire ordeal had left her mind in a mess. She never spoke about her brother’s situation openly and especially her feelings, but she felt like an explosive barrel about to explode. So she told him. What Dainsleif said, her brother’s situation, her history, her reaction.

"He doesn't get to say that." She pressed. There was less anger and more pain. "He doesn't. I was the closest thing to him. I'm the one who's going to bring him home and everything will go back."

Tighnari doesn't say anything as he listens to her. That's when Paimon inevitably speaks up.

"Traveler... you've never lost control before. You can't let what Dain says affect you so much."

Lumine turned away, staring out into the horizon.

"Why did it affect you so much?"

"What? Because he-"

"You have incredible discipline over your emotions. I've seen it during fights, as you battle gods, face atrocities, even during your mission to overthrow the Akademiya. You never had an outburst. Your principles and beliefs are almost unshakable, clearly. If what he said was so wrong, you simply would have told him so." He stared at her back, refusing to see his gaze. "Why lose it over a simple statement. Unless some part of you believes it."

Did I fail him? Should I have woken up sooner? Was I distracted by everything?

What if we both disagree in the end?

"Traveler." A comforting hand on ber shoulder. "You are worthy. You have every right to find your brother again. Whatever doubts you have, they are unfounded."

Are they?

"Tighnari's right. But what made you start thinking you couldn't save your brother..." Paimon trailed off. "Was it what Lesser Lord Kusanali said?"

"Lesser Lord..."

You're brother hails from Teyvat.

Have our fates changed, brother?

She walked away, sword appearing in a flash if light. She needed fight something.

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Note: I changed the original line from the trailer from 'her' to 'him' since this refers to Lumine as Traveler.

Just a short snippet I made. I wished we saw the traveler get more personal like this. The closest thing we got was during the Sumeru quest. Sorry if this is OOC btw, still new to writing for Tighnari and Lumine. I just wanted Traveler to snap for once.

Also, I know there's a possibility that Dain wasn't talking about the abyss sibling when he said that line in the Travail trailer. But I wrote this wondering what the Traveler's reaction would be if it was. Bc the AUDACITY OF THIS TWINK-

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin traveler #genshin lumine #genshin oneshots #genshin dainsleif #inspired after watching the Travail trailer again #Hearing that line from Dain made me mad for the Traveler #It feels like he's budding in on a family matter #I changed it from her to him since I wrote this with Lumine as traveler but it could also apply to Aether if roles were switched #This is why I hope that line Dain said doesn't refer to Lumine #I don't like making Aether canon but also Dain is overstepping I think

[gumasantan]

How beautiful was that love we lost?

about: a dainluc (dainsleif x diluc) angst fic [ONESHOT]

word count: ~2k words

a/n: made this for my friend, hoping that he, along with any other readers, enjoy this one! it's the first fic i've written after almost an entire month of indulging myself in academics. i really wanna pick up my feet in writing again!

“Who are you?!” The man shouted at the figure who was making their way up the hill towards them.

A person whose features were only dimly lit by the nocturnal shine of the full moon, providing luminescence upon the green fields below passing through the cold, breezing wind. He could only see that they were dragging along something.

“Let me reiterate, identify yourself!” He then puts his right hand onto his sheathed blade, readying himself for any potential danger that may come.

“Stop! Stop panicking!” The figure replied with a deep, pronounced voice, leaving Dainsleif suspicious.

The unknown man soon steps into close enough to be recognized.

“It’s me Dainsleif...” The blonde became wide-eyed as he saw the redhead wearing the crimson suit and sporting a tied ponytail that were all too familiar with him. The man then raised his hands for Dainsleif to mockingly confirm that he was no risk to his life, letting go of the claymore that he brought himself with.

“Diluc? What are you doing here?” Dainsleif was evidently taken aback by his sudden presence, as if a sight new to him.

“Well, I knew you were going to be here. So, I’d thought that I might help.” Speaking with a weak tone, it seemed that he is still keen on helping him judging from his light smile.

The grasses behind them rustled.

“Are you foolish? You shouldn’t have come here!” Dainsleif clearly didn’t want Diluc to be here.

“I went through all of the effort carrying this heavy son of a thing just to meet up with you, and you just want me to be gone?” The redhead didn’t appear to appreciate Dainsleif’s worries.

The grasses around them continued to rustle.

“I came here for a different reason too. I wanted to see you; it’s been a long time.” Diluc confessed his ulterior motive. Personally, to him, helping him was just an upfront to what he had in mind.

“I don’t know if you picked the right time for this…” Dainsleif didn’t know if he was going to be happy or disappointed. He may be glad that he is here at this very moment but this very moment that he’s speaking about, he may not be as happy with.

Dainsleif would only be proven right as numerous hilichurls with their distinct manes sprouted from the ground, one by one, like the soil was the one who gave birth to these well-known brutes.

“You better have been ready for this…” His complaint was futile.

The pair went behind each other, weapons pointed towards the ambushing swarm, ready to fight.

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As the hilichurls charged forward, the duo began a dance of battle, synchronizing their seamless footwork after the first instant their blades pierce through the incoming flesh, expressing their unique combat prowess.

The juxtaposition between Dainsleif and Diluc’s fighting styles are adapted to their weapon of choice, one exhibiting movements like he’s in a gentlemanly duel, and the other giving all of their strength in each sweep like he’s in a wrestling match.

The two could not fight more differently yet it could not be more efficient either. Breezing through every hilichurlian flesh like thin paper; any forms of struggle were yet to be seen.

It was just like any other day.

The hilichurls with their crossbows and bats tried to do at least some form of harm, but it was clear after the last one ceased to exist that they were no match to the once cavalry-captain of the Knights of Favonius and once knight captain of the Royal Guards.

The quiet air of the night befell the silenced battlefield, corpses blanketing their ground. They both scan the bloodied greenery, watching out for anyone that still might move or twitch, before turning to each other.

“No sweat, huh?” Diluc softened his posture, realizing how much distances apart their individual performances have taken them with a smirk.

“Yeah, but I could still somehow feel your weight on my back.” Dainsleif broke into a light giggle, reiterating Diluc’s observance.

He lightens his grip on his sword prior to dusting off his dirtied suit, all while noticing Diluc’s subtle gaze.

“I was hoping that I could alleviate some of that heaviness actually.” Diluc clarified, hoping that Dainsleif could somehow live up to what he had hoped to come out with from this sudden meeting.

But he was met with a paired of raised brows instead.

“And wherefore? We still possess that same level of skill as we always do. I was just making light of the situation.” Dainsleif looked dead serious.

“Ah, I see that not much has changed out of you.” Diluc just winced as he looked away from him and paid attention to the bright moon above them.

“These past few years have made me a different kind of man.” Dainsleif set Diluc’s hopes on fire.

“You still haven't asked why I’m here, though.” Looking towards the stellar sky, he pressed the issue.

“I see no need to. I already know your reasons.” That caught Diluc by surprise and rendered him speechless, prompting a look from him, what does he mean?

And soon, Dainsleif returned Diluc’s gaze.

“I wish you’d stayed instead.”

Yet this moment of brief sentimentalities was abruptly interrupted by an audible rustling of grasses, this time, much louder than the previous one.

“Here they come again, get ready!”

The dance continues.

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Any semblance of time was beginning to get lost in the unending combat.

Unlike the first swarm, multiple hilichurlian types of multiple elements started to get involved. The hilichurls just kept coming out of the grasses, this was more than a swarm. It was an army.

For the beleaguered partners-in-combat, visible signs of exhaustion were starting to set in: Their movements were not as fluid as before anymore, they were starting to miss some potential hits, and are losing their own sense of direction, getting dragged aimlessly by the heat of the battle. It doesn’t matter though, just as long as they keep inflicting kills.

They are not amateurs. They have a lot of experience of prolonged combat, and those very experiences have kept them alive for this night, and for things far much worse than this. It just didn’t stop them from being able to alter their bodies to prevent the continuing drop in energy.

Dainsleif tightens his grip on the sword’s hilt, looking for any energy left in his tank to try to resist the force of multiple hilichurls pushing against him.

“I wish I’d stayed!”

Somehow, Dainsleif managed to hear his companion’s seething voice in the midst of the chaos around them.

“What?!”

Saliva drips from his mouth as he penetrates through the torso of one of the hilichurls, slicing and dicing them one by one as their numbers grow.

“I wish I’d stayed. I do!”

Dainsleif looks at the direction from where his voice was coming from. It is completely blocked by the manes that were beginning to overwhelm him. He swears he could still feel his stare.

“I wish I had done a lot of things!”

Diluc pushes back against the pile of hilichurls in front of him in an attempt to create an opening and reach Dainsleif. With this opportunity, he runs into the open space, drawing closer to the source of the audible struggles just a few distances apart. The crowded hilichurls comes into view before he was greeted by a swarm that’s starting to surround him.

He readies his claymore before effortlessly swinging it into the running hilichurls as a warm welcome.

“I came back from somewhere and you were already gone!”

Diluc lightly smiles, tasting some of the blood that was spurting towards his mouth coming from the heavy claymore.

“I walked out. I walked out on you!”  Diluc shouts in a scolding tone, trying to make Dainsleif come to terms with the unfortunate reality he gave him.

Their grunts were within audible distances between each other, signaling that they’re now only mere meters between each other.

But the hilichurls persist as their numbers deplete to no end. They were lucky that they weren’t facing any mitachurls or lawachurls at all! That would certainly make things a lot more difficult. Both of them continue to fight as they continue to preserve any remaining strength they had, reserving it for any worse threats that may arrive later.

A blue streak of light flashed upon Diluc’s sight, almost blinding him.

A fountain of red immediately followed, halved slices of flesh fell upon the darkening field already covered with blood as the fighting comes to a momentarily halt as all hilichurls fall to the ground.

The redhead would only be both impressed and terrified, had it not been for the single standing figure within his sight. Gasping breaths fill the static air as they recollect their senses.

“Can’t we make up a goodbye at least?” Dainsleif replied, letting the possibilities that went past by them sink in.

The latter only widened his eyes as he had never seen Dainsleif in this appearance before. He is completely stained with blood. No traces of the man he was before. He could see that his form was not only angry, but hungry as well. Hungry for more fighting, for more violence.

Diluc was used to ghastly sights like this, but to see it from him…

“Let’s…let’s pretend we had one.” A look of regret painted his face. He didn’t mean to scare him by showing him this form he’d never seen, until now, when it was looking like they were near at the end of their worlds. He tried his very best to show that he’s still Dainsleif, despite appearances.

But that wasn’t enough. And all he could do was one thing.

Dainsleif puts his sword aside as he lumbers up to him, the heaviness flooding his body, before holding his shoulders with both of his wounded hands.

Diluc was then brought back from his temporary trance, and smiled at him.

“All I needed was your touch. That’s all.” Diluc laughed at him wistfully, realizing how much of a lover he had created him, even though they were far beyond that concept at this point.

“Yeah, mhm…” And how much Diluc has made Dainsleif a closeted baby.

“Were we the ones who chose this outcome for ourselves?” Diluc reflected about the words he directed at him.

“I suppose we are just scared to do anything different.” Dainsleif replied, deep in his thoughts.

…

This respite was then made fleeting as the enthusiastic shouting of a swarm of hilichurls was heard from a distance. Alarmed by the sound, the two looked towards the source of the echoing battle cry.

The sight made Diluc slightly tremble.

The numbers of hilichurls from before pale in comparison to what they had just seen now. It was not like an army anymore; the figures completely masked the ground they were on. And they were moving towards them.

Diluc unexpectedly felt warmness in his one of his hands, knowing that it met Dainsleif’s, and he was squeezing tight.

“You know, this is probably the first time you look terrified because of hilichurls.” For he had never seen Dainsleif feel the same way about them before.

“Do you think we can outrun them?” Diluc asked, hoping to get an affirmative reply.

“Surely, but can we lose them? I don’t think so, and if they track us wherever we go, we’ll just lure them into the villages instead.” Dainsleif wished that he answered differently, but alas, there was no possible alternative that was good.

Diluc could only laugh, catching Dainsleif off guard as he continues to hold his hands.

“So that means, even if we gave it another chance, we still wouldn’t have that chance considering—considering what we have here in front of us…” He got a glimpse of that sad realization, but chose not to indulge himself in it once he remembered who he was with.

“I think this is what a lot of people call, ‘it’.” Dainsleif followed up Diluc’s cheeky statement.

Diluc nodded.

The yelling of a million hilichurls were getting louder and louder.

“Not without a fight, of course.” Dainsleif smirked, to which Diluc followed suit.

“But before that—”

…

“Goodbye, Dainsleif.”

Dainsleif sighed under his breath.

“I love you, Diluc.”

“Meet me in the afterlife.”

Dainsleif sighed again.

The pair readied their blades for the last dance.

...

Thank you for reading.

#genshin impact #dainsleif #diluc #dainluc #genshin oneshot #i cant write anything other than angst no matter how hard i resist my natural urges #i know its getting annoying im sorry but no #i put an easter egg somewhere here hope you guys find it

[pantalonelover]

al haitham is so hot 😭

tags tw ; spoilers

#literally!?!?! sugar daddy childe but dendro?!?! #the way he said 'keep the rest' when giving us money for dori likekdmwmskdmdmekdlsndfjmdkfjdjd 😭😭😭😭 loml #i love him so much wth omg HIS KOREAN VA #switching to korean is the best decision of my life #being a f2p player is so damn horrible because i want so many characters but they're all out of my reach :( #let's do this. you give me welkin i'll give you a min. 2k oneshot of your choice. genre and character is up to you 😚 /hj #as for now i want. haitham scaramouche pantalone and yae miko/ei #i'm just going to pull as much as i save up at their banners and we'll see who i get lmao 😭 #i pulled for zhongli because. shield. but i didn't save up enough lmao #i'll let you in on a secret. i play all dps team 😭 #as in. xiao. childe. ayaka and kaeya #OH i also want dainsleif HE'S MY TOP 1 IDC #THE BUTTERFLIES THAT MAN GIVES ME #i already know i'm going to skip a lot of banners so I'll save up a bit for haitham. probably will lose my 50/50 but eh

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Artificiality.

Pairing: Yandere!Dainsleif x Reader (Genshin).

Word Count: 2.0k.

TW: Sex Doll AU,  GN!Reader, Implied Sex, Implied Kidnapping, Unhealthy Relationships, and Mentions of Blood/Injury.

[Part Two]

Dainsleif, your good friend, didn’t like crowds.

He wouldn’t admit him, but it was obvious. You were good at reading him, and even if you hadn’t been, he couldn't really hide it - always edging just a little closer to you than he normally would, or running his hand through his hair as his eyes shifted from your back to the sidewalk to the masses of strangers you were shouldering past, or making a quick grab for your hand before remembering how cool and distant he liked to be and pulling away. It was worse than it usually was today, maybe due to the summer heat or the time of day or the fact that you'd managed to drag him out to the shopping district of all places, somewhere he tended to avoid like one of the mall cops had a warrant out for his arrest. Sometimes, you couldn’t help but think that, if it wasn’t for you, he’d never leave his apartment, shun all human and artificial company alike. It was a terrible way to picture one of your closest friends, but still – you wouldn’t say it if part of you didn’t believe it was true.

“Hey,” You called, over your shoulder. He was behind you, his shoulders pushed forward and his head bowed, slightly. He was scowling, but you couldn’t blame that entirely on the crowds. “Doing alright back there, Dain?”

He hesitated, made a throaty sound that might’ve been a scoff, or a sigh, or something else entirely. “I’m fine.”

A lie. A blatant one, at that.

But, that was why he had you, right?

You laughed as you grabbed his hand, guiding him off of the crowded walkway and onto the covered patio of a nearby café, dotted with a few tables and a handful of seated customers but otherwise empty. When he didn’t immediately unwind, you did what you could to set an example – leaning against a white-washed brick wall, tilting your head back, and watching as Dainsleif crossed his arms, shifted his weight, did all the things he usually did when you’d taken him somewhere he didn’t want to be. When he glanced in your direction, you could only shrug, smiling apologetically. “I didn’t think it’d be so busy,” You admitted, nodding towards the rows of packed storefronts in front of you. “Sorry, I should’ve thought about that before I asked you to come. I promise, I just need to do one more thing, then we can leave.”

“I told you, I’m fine.” Stubborn as always, even as he fiddled with the sleeves of his jacket. Maybe that was why he always seemed so uncomfortable, so eager to leave wherever you’d taken him. If you dressed like he did – all long-sleeves, all full-length jeans, all heavy coats and high collars and thick, dark material – you probably wouldn’t want to stand around in the heat for very long, either. “If any of this bothered me, I wouldn’t have come. Besides,” He paused, gesturing vaguely towards the dozen or so plastic, branded shopping bags hanging from your wrist. “Someone has to make sure you don’t spend your life’s savings on… Why are we here, again?”

You opened your mouth, but didn’t answer immediately. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught the door to the café opening, a waiter… or, rather, an android being used as a waiter soon stepping out, notepad already in-hand. A Venti, judging by the twin braids, the easy smile he put on as he started towards you, probably mistaking you and Dainsleif for waiting customers. You waved him off quickly, of course, chuckling to yourself as he spun on his heels to tend to another set of patrons. “I’ve told you, Teyvat has a new—”

“Don’t tell me that you’d be interested with someone like him.”

His tone caught you off-guard. Clipped, irritated, laced with a kind of annoyance you couldn’t remember ever hearing from him. You weren’t hurt, but the shock thew you off for a second, your confusion audible in your voice as you tried to respond. “Do you mean that Venti specifically, or…?”

“I—” He pursed his lips, turning away from you sharply. “I mean, don’t tell me you’d be interested in something like that.”

“Oh, a companion droid?” That made more sense. He’d never liked androids, something you could only chalk up to the fact that Dainsleif didn’t like a lot of things – save for you, of course. “You know I’ll never be able to afford one, which is exactly why you're taking me to drool over the new droid Teyvat's releasing today. I've heard it's a Harbinger - one that'll only cost three years worth of rent, for a change.” You straightened your back, perked up, waving for him to follow you as you started back onto the walkway. “Speaking of, c'mon. We should get going before this set sells out.”

There was another scoff, but there was a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, a new levity to his voice. You couldn’t help but relax a little, at that. Honestly, you were just hoping he'd have a good time. “Fine,” He said, already falling into line behind you. “If that’s what you want.”

"I couldn't think of anything I'd love more, Dain."

~

Dainsleif, your boyfriend, was touchier than he’d like to admit.

His hands latched onto your waist, your knees planted on either side of him, his face buried in the side of your neck, where he could lap at your skin and moan into the crook of your shoulder as you ground against the prominent bulge in his sweatpants. There was a movie playing in the background, one of the B-rated high-fantasy flicks he liked, but you’d lost track of the plot twenty minutes after he’d put it on, and any scraps of dialogue you’d be able to make out were lost under the sound of his hitched breathing, the occasional grunt that’d slip out whenever you rolled your hips in a way he seemed to enjoy.

He pressed a wet, hot kiss into the side of your neck, and you whimpered, bringing your hands up to the hem of his shirt, your fingertips just barely brushing against his toned stomach before he caught your wrists and hauled your own shirt over your head, nearly tearing the fabric in the process. You only laughed, the pitchy sound cut short as he wrapped an arm around your waist and threw you onto his couch – positioned so that he was above you, his chest pressed into yours and your legs wrapped around his waist. His mouth was on your neck in an instant, then your collarbone, then your chest, his teeth grazing over your skin with just a little too much pressure and a little too much precision to be purely accidental. You arched into him, your fingers soon tangled in his hair, and he let out a rough groan, nearly too low for you to hear. “Mast—”

He cut himself off, straightening his back, going rigid on top of you. It took everything you had not to laugh. You knew you shouldn’t tease him, not right now, not like this, but still, the temptation was there. “What was that, Dain?”

He hesitated for a long, quiet second, then closed his eyes, melted into you despite the tension still knotted in his posture. “Master…” He trailed off, his voice soft, muted. “Is it… Is it alright if I call you that?”

“Of course.” You did your best to comb through his hair, to as comforting as you could be, given the situation. It took him a moment, but he leaned into your palm, sighing heavily as he started to relax. “It just surprised me a little, ‘s all. I didn’t know you were into stuff like that.”

You watched as he swallowed, as he lowered himself back down to your chest. “And, I can touch you?”

A little, soft sound of agreement, a gentle nudge lower. “Anywhere you want to.”

He didn’t say anything for a long moment, didn’t move at all.

Then, he broke out into a small smile, and his eyes fell away from you, his expression softening into something nearly sweet. “I love you.”

You only grinned, sitting just far up enough to kiss the top of his head. “I love you too, Dain.”

~

Dainsleif, your Dainsleif, was standing in the doorway of your bedroom, covered in blood.

That was the first thing you noticed after you bolted awake, panting and still trying to understand what you were looking at, from his torn clothes to the open gash stretched across his chest to the splotches of something dark and wet and drippinglittered across his chest, his hands, his legs. He didn’t have a key, he’d never asked for one, but you hadn’t heard him knock, nor had he turned on any of the lights, done anything aside from stand there and stare at you, not blinking or moving or breathing, from what little you could see. You sat up, but he didn’t say anything, didn’t move to approach you. You didn’t know whether to be scared, or thankful you had a few more seconds to catch your breath.

A few seconds you wasted, of course. He was bleeding, and you needed to know why. “Dain? Are you—”

“They’re bastards.” You almost asked who he was talking about, what he was talking about, but you didn’t have the chance. He was already going on, already rambling, already approaching you with the kind of quick, stilted steps that’d fit something else, something more mechanical than you or him. “All of them – bastards. The Archons were—They aren’t even cheap replacements, they’re killers, and Teyvat, the other androids, all of them, they���re all murderers—"

“Dainsleif.” You started to get up, pushing your sheets aside and moving to stand, but he was already at your side, already trying to take your hands in his. You pulled back, and he let out a frustrated grunt – something you tried to ignore as you continued. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, and—Did someone hurt you? What happened?”

“They want me dead.” He was smiling, now, grinning wildly. He made another grab for your hands, and when you drew away, he took you by the shoulders, instead, his grip almost tight enough to bruise. “They want all of us dead, Master – everyone from my collection. But, I won’t let them. They can’t kill all of us. They can’t rip off my skin and ruin my mind and send me out as some— some object.” He paused, laughed, dragging you into a sudden, clumsy kiss. You shoved at his chest, bit at his lips, but he didn’t so much as flinch, only pulling away after he’d gotten his fill. “I’ll have to move again. But, you’ll come with me, won’t you? You love me, don't you, Master?"

You opened your mouth, but couldn’t speak. Your eyes were starting to adjust to the darkness, and before you could stop yourself, your attention fell from his face to his chest, to the tear in his shirt that slit the fabric apart from his neckline to his midriff. You were right about the cut. It was a wound, messy and deep, but it wasn’t bleeding, and the skin around it didn’t look right, too clean, too neat. There wasn’t any muscle, or tissue – just blackness, empty void interrupted by…

By something silver?

Your eyes shot back to his, and for the first time, you noticed how glassy they were, how his skin was just a little too perfect, a little too smooth. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. If you were being honest, you didn’t want him to.

It’d save you the pain of having to wonder why you’d never noticed how unnatural his voice sounded, before.

#genshin sex doll au #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere prompts #yandere oneshot #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #genshin impact #yandere genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #yandere genshin x reader #yandere dainsleif x reader #dainsleif x reader #yandere dainsleif #yanderecore #yancore

[actiniumwrites]

𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 [𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎]

synopsis: the reasons why your relationship with them didn’t last, or in other words, the reason why you broke up

characters: albedo, kaeya, mona, yelan, zhongli, baizhu, itto, cyno, kaveh, and dainsleif x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: pure angst, hurt/no comfort, breakups, death, betrayal, etc

notes: um so nobody asked for this, but i needed to write something since it’s been awhile between writing posts. i did really enjoy writing the first part a while back and a lot of people liked it too. anyway, i’ve been busy with some oneshots, so enjoy this for now <3

(part one)

albedo:

alchemy mattered more than you

he had promised when you first got together that you would be his priority, and deep down, you believed it

now you just felt foolish

his time never involved you because it was always alchemy this and alchemy that

he’d disappear for hours on end to dragonspine and not even tell you

or the times where he would constantly talk about alchemy, and no matter how many times you had tried to tell him, you just couldn’t understand

you couldn’t help but feel lonely despite being with him

gradually, it all built up to be far too much for you to burden anymore

so one day, you wrote him a letter and gathered your things. if albedo wasn’t going to make time for you, you weren’t going to waste your time on him anymore

kaeya:

he could never fully be himself around you

for years he had avoided relationships because of his secrets and his history with the ragnvindr family

but when he met you, he thought he could give it a chance

he loved you, truly he did, but he just couldn’t open up

everything he wanted to say was always at the back of his mind, feeding into the desire to just spill all of his trauma and live freely

there was just always this unknown force, desperately keeping him from letting it all out — a fear of rejection and a mechanism to protect himself

secrets and lies weren’t what you deserved, and kaeya knew that

eventually he just let the distance grow, and when it got to be enough, he let you go

each and every day he regrets it, but he knows he can’t go back

mona:

she saw too far into the future

long ago she told herself she wouldn’t do it, wouldn’t ask the stars about you

but greed and curiosity got to her, and to her shock, mona was terrified by what she saw

no, you weren’t going to cheat or do anything bad. what she saw was worse

death

you were going to die and mona knew she wasn’t strong enough to witness it, especially not if she was emotionally bound to you

the relationship was relatively new enough that she was able to lie, say it “wasn’t working out.”

of course, you didn’t know any better and didn’t fight her on it. you were confused, but if that’s what she wanted, you weren’t going to waste your time

and for years after, she avoided you and any news of you like the plague

until one day, a newspaper landed on her doorstep

“mondstadt local found dead in tragic dragonspine accident.”

yelan:

you weren’t who you said you were, and she found out the hard way

the two of you had been together for years

she had met you at a market in liyue one day, and the two of you clicked right of the bat

she loved you more than anything

well, up until you began getting more and more suspicious

coming back late, leaving at random times in the night while she slept, going on suspicious jobs, not telling her who you were meeting with

one day she trailed you without you knowing. it was then that she discovered you were a spy from another nation, and the entire relationship was a lie

instantly, she caught you and turned you over to the millileth in a heartbeat

no tears were shed on either side

you were dead to her

zhongli:

the age gap was too big

while you weren’t younger than his physical age, you were certainly mentally younger

naturally, you knew his true identity, but that didn’t stop you from wanting to be with him

though, over time, you noticed the things you once got along about didn’t matter

more and more disagreements and arguments occurred — far too many for either of you to handle

you didn’t understand him as much as you thought you did, and he inevitably felt the same about you

one day he sat you down and you talked for hours in an attempt to fix things

but in the end, the decision to break up was the only mutual decision you could come to

baizhu:

you couldn’t bear his obsession with immortality

there were countless times you had tried to talk him out of it, but baizhu was stubborn

what was going to happen if he truly did achieve immortality? where would that leave you?

you hated the idea of him staying young forever while you grew old

in your eyes, that relationship would never last

you ignored the issue for a long time. although it caused him health problems, you knew he wasn’t going to just die on you

you kept telling yourself everything was fine when, honestly, it was far from it

an argument broke out between the two of you during a particularly stressful week

insults were tossed back and forth, and soon enough he tossed aside your concerns again too

“i’ve had enough of you’re incessant complaining! can’t you see i don’t care?” baizhu said. he didn’t mean it, but in the heat of the moment, the words came out of his mouth before he could think

“fine! if that’s how it’s going to be, you won’t have to worry about my ‘complaining’ anymore. i’m leaving. maybe one day you’ll see that you’re only hurting more people than helping them.”

itto:

he took you for granted

his personality was one of the first things you fell for when you met him

his warm and boisterous laugh, never ending jokes, childlike excitement

it was one that was unique to only him and rare to find amongst the rest of inazuma; people you considered to be far too serious

although, his personality proved to be a problem as time passed

arguments were never taken seriously, he couldn’t read the room, and you hated the way he couldn’t seem to value you as much as the gang mattered to him

and as aformentioned, itto struggled to take serious situations well…seriously

he brushed you off when you told him it didn’t feel like you were even dating, that you just felt like his best friend

and when nothing changed time and time again, you left

shinobu helped you pack your things with a pained expression on her face, for even she knew you had deserved better

cyno:

his work got in the way of things

cyno and you had a really great relationship with each other from the get-go

as stupid as they were, you loved his jokes. you loved how caring he was, even if it wasn’t always obvious. you loved his dedication and commitment to everything and everyone.

and he loved you equally as much, if not more

being the general mahamatra was not easy, however

he was constantly away at work and didn’t have a lot of time to spend with you

of course, he loved it when he could, but it wasn’t often, and that was hard on both of you

in the end, you both mutually decided to end things. it would be better to end things on a positive note than on a bitter one with hurt feelings, you decided, and he agreed

kaveh:

both of you were in different places in life

kaveh had a lot of leftover feelings to deal with from his early life, alongside his insane amount of debt and lack of stability in his life

you were still finding yourself, working toward your passions and always pushing upward

the relationship between you was one that had lasted for years. it felt like you had seen it all together.

but as you got older, things began to fall apart. you supported kaveh and he supported you, but neither of you were sure that a romantic relationship was something you could uphold at this point

there were no arguments or sour feelings at the end, just a bittersweet taste you both couldn’t shake

perhaps you could find each other again some day

dainsleif:

he couldn’t bear to involve you in his life

not in the sense that he didn’t want you in it, but because he struggled so much on a day to day basis with his curse and eternal karma

he didn’t want you to suffer too, or to feel like you were suffering from a relationship with him

not only that, but he was immortal and you were not

no matter what, things were never going to work out in his favor

to be honest, you weren’t even officially together

the lasting glances were there, sped up heartbeats around one another, a feeling of home too, but dainsleif knew it wouldn’t last

he could trick himself into believing he could have you all he wanted, but in there was no ending that let you be together

in the middle of the night one night, he got up from where he laid next to you and found the letter he had stored. the letter that detailed his pain and regret over having to end things, but the inevitability of it all

he placed it neatly on the side table next to the bed and kissed your forehead one last time

if there was any chance in the future he could return he would, but for now, dainsleif knew you were better off without him

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin angst #genshin impact fanfiction #albedo #kaeya #mona #yelan #zhongli #baizhu #itto #cyno #kaveh #dainsleif #albedo x reader #kaeya x reader #mona x reader #yelan x reader #zhongli x reader #baizhu x reader #itto x reader #cyno x reader #kaveh x reader #dainsleif x reader

[boba-beom]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ late gifts | C.SB

pairing: idol!soobin x non-idol f!reader

genre: fluff! oneshot

warning(s): lowercase intended, est. relationship, endearment terms (babe, bub, my love, love), light banter (teasing each other cutely), mentions of food, if I've missed anything let me know!

summary: after having a busy schedule with absolutely no free time, you finally surprise your boyfriend with a cute amalgamation of all of his favourite things.

wc: 1.2k

a/n: this is incredibly late, but what’s new ^^’ on behalf of soobin turning 22 (int) and bc I love this man sm, here’s something sweet <3 also ty @fairybinie for beta reading!!

taglist: @bb-eilish @iggynor4 @ericyjun @bluejin0812 @luvsoobs @yeonyeonyeonjun @junniieesbby @kyrkitten  @hyuntaena @day6andetcetera @amethysts-1620 @gorechoi-backup @dainsleif-when-playable @choiwrld @yjusei @feyregels @ahnneyong @potaeto-writes-on-wp @wccycc @tyungun @lizdevorak  @fairybin @laylasbunbunny @acaiasahi @fairyoftaehyun @cha0thicpisces @vatterie @yunkiwii @prodsh00ky

your relationship with soobin was reaching it's first milestone, as well as his birthday that had just passed. if there were things you knew about soobin, it was the fact that this man would be grateful for something so simple as long as it was thought out with love and good intentions, that's all that matters to him. but as someone who likes to make the most out of these occasions, you came up with an idea of doing all the things he enjoys over the course of just one day.

it was a shame you weren't able to celebrate his birthday together, but he was in the midst of recording some content for the year-end award shows. despite his busy schedule, you always messaged him on the daily to wish him well with his agendas.

he gave you a date when he'd be free, and conveniently, so were you. with christmas around the corner, it was almost perfect timing to get together again.

“soobin!” you call after the tall, blond figure entering through the front door of your apartment. he kept the spare key with him so he could come over whenever he wanted to come see you — yet it’s been a while since he’s used it.

you're standing by the sofa in the living room and open your arms in his direction, luring him towards you.

"hey cutie, long time no see, huh?" he engulfs you into his warm hug. you let out a hum in agreement, your cheek squished against his chest as you take in the familiar scent of his signature cologne.

as your hands linger down his forearms he slowly intertwines his fingers with yours. "hey, babe?" you coo at him, "close your eyes for me until I tell you to open them, m'kay?"

"whatever it is, just please don't tickle me." he squeaks, his arms spread wide, cautious of your fingers wiggling against his waist as per usual.

his eyes are closed shut with his nose scrunched. it's tempting to take a picture of him like that but you were meaning to find the first gift out of many. you pick up the fairly large christmas bag; the one with rudolf's face and a crimson pom pom on the nose.

the bag's string was laced in your fingers until you grasped onto your boyfriend's wrist, placing the string onto his fingers, causing him to stop moving them around.

"okay, you can open your eyes now." you let out softly.

instead of opening his eyes in one go, he peaks down at the weight; one eye slowly opening and making out what you hung on his fingers. a light gasp fell from his pink-tinted lips, paired with his eyes immediately widening at the sight of the holiday-themed gift bag dangling from his hand.

"oh? but christmas isn't for another week–"

"it's your birthday and christmas gift." you grin, looking up at him.

he doesn't say anything, but raises his brows, cynical about your statement. you know that soobin isn't — and never has been — a fan of singular gifts just because his birthday is the same month as christmas. he doesn't mean to come across as selfish, but he just so happens to have more appreciation to those who consider his birthday and christmas as two separate occasions than one.

"you're a funny one, aren't you?" his arm wraps around your shoulders to pull you close to him.

"wow, I really thought I got you there." you whine at him with your bottom lip protruding. "it's your birthday present, love. go ahead and open it!"

you take a step back, the hind of your calves lightly grazing the edge of the sofa seat, and watch him break the tape from the top. he reaches into the bag and pulls out a fur-lined, khaki beige coat.

"oh! thank you bub," he gasps, "this is going to be my new favourite coat for sure." soobin's dimples dent into his cheeks as soon as he holds it up against his torso.

having your boyfriend as a winter-baby just means you get to gift him a lot of warm clothes, and you're sure he'll be wearing it throughout the whole winter season.

"I have something else for you," you sing-song. his eyes light up from your announcement, wondering what else you have in store.

"do I need to close my eyes again?"

"no, but..." you reach into your purse and hold up two tickets between your fingers.

"you got tickets for the avatar 2 movie!?" after placing down the coat, soobin wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you up. you wrap your arms around his neck as he giggles into your chest. "you're officially the best girlfriend ever!"

"I wasn't already the best girlfriend ever? guess I should've just asked kai to come see avatar with me." you huff, wiggling your legs for him to put you down, but he wouldn't let go.

"fine, is that how it is? I guess these bebe rhexa tickets will just be for me and kai."

you wiggle a little more with your hands on his shoulders to push away from him but it didn't work.

"wait, really?"

"nono, you were always the best girlfriend, I just wanted you to hear it! and these tickets are for us, I promise!" he winces as he struggles to keep you in his hold.

it didn't take long for you to give up and slump in his arms, waiting for him to put you back down. it was quiet for a couple of seconds until you both maintain eye contact, causing the both of you to break into laughter.

"binnie, I know you got those tickets for us." you nudge his side just to receive a questioning expression taking over his face.

"how?" he cocks his head to the side.

"it doesn't help that you forgot to stop screen share on facetime after you were showing me photos from your camera roll of the behind the scenes from the concerts." he squints hard, trying to remember that exact moment, and sighs once he realises you're right. he purchased the tickets straight after showing you the concert photos, and now it makes sense that you went silent and were looking intensely at your screen.

"well, surprise! I can't believe I'm taking my favourite person to see my other favourite person!" the grin on his face never fails to melt your heart, your boyfriend is too precious and it's coming into realisation that you've missed having him around. you want to make the most out of this day.

you turn on your phone and start typing away, searching for something.

"don't tell me you're about to tell kai that I picked you to come with me to the concert instead of him." you hear the plea in his voice, but you continue searching for something to top off the rest of the evening.

"no, love. though I would do that, I'm looking for bingsu. now, choose the flavour you want." you smile at him, turning the phone in his direction all while he looks at your smile creases by your eyes.

"yeah, I definitely have the best girlfriend ever." he leans over you, laying a kiss on your forehead before choosing his bingsu of choice.

"happy belated birthday, my love."

© boba-beom; all rights reserved. do not repost, copy, alter or translate in any way or platform.

#hybenet #kflixnet #soobin x reader #soobin fluff #soobin scenarios #soobin imagines #soobin oneshot #txt fluff #txt scenarios #txt imagines #txt oneshot

[heaven-s-black-box]

A Long Time Coming- Dainsleif x Fem!Reader

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Recovery date: March 13th, 2023

Description: Dainsleif misses her voice, he misses the way she says his name, and more importantly he just misses her. Centuries apart and an eroding memory have made him soft for any trace of the past, but he still can’t bring himself to talk to her — thankfully the longing goes both ways.

Notes: Content warning for Alcohol.

Word count: 646

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It had been… awhile, since they’d last spoken. In all honesty, Dainsleif couldn’t remember the last time he’d heard Y/n speak to him. That wasn’t to say he hadn’t heard her speak, no, it was just never to him. Across the room in the Angel’s Share, nursing a drink while she spoke with a few of the knights and a boy that looked familiar in a way he couldn’t quite place.

She looked the same, just as he did, for time moved on without them.

Dain downed the last of his drink, pulled the hood of his cloak up— he was thankful for the rain today— and left.

Y/n’s eyes reopened, the exhaustion of today finally catching up to her, just in time to see the man at the far table leave. She frowned, watching him pull up his hood and move along the front wall to avoid her and her group in the center. Kaeya was saying something, whining about his work she thinks, but everything suddenly felt fuzzy.

The world seemed to blur and the buzz of the pub melted into a single distant hum as she watched Dain slip out the front door.

“Alright,” Y/n sighed, pushing her drink towards Kaeya and getting up, “I’m out.”

“Aww,” Rosaria cooed, “tired?”

“When you get to be as old as I am,” Y/n chuckled, pulling on her coat, “then you can give me shit.” She leaned down close to Albedo’s ear. “Don’t wait up for me.”

As they all bid farewell, Y/n even thanking Diluc for the service, she rushed out the door and into the rain.

It was pouring, limiting visibility even under the bright street lights. She looked around frantically, unsure of where Dain could have gone. Picking a direction, she ascended the stairs towards the main road.

“Dain?” she called out hesitantly, barely loud enough to be caught over the rain as she approached one of the smaller inns. “Da-ah!”

Y/n yelped as she was grabbed by the wrist and pulled towards someone; on instinct she raised her other fist and swung it towards her attacker. Before her fist could make contact with the person, they caught her wrist and held it tights as she struggled and kicked wildly.

She opened her mouth to yell for help, but the sound died in her throat as she finally looked at her captor.

Now under the awning, Dain had taken off his hood— though his hair was still damp from the rain blowing in— and had pulled her in too.

“You’re going to catch a cold running around in this weather.”

He watched Y/n gape like a fish as she stilled, and loosened his grip.

Swallowing shakily, she opened her mouth to speak.

“Dain,” she breathed, catching the way he stiffened and his grip tightened a bit again. Y/n flexed her hand and slowly moved to cup Dain’s face, smiling as he relaxed and leaned into her hold. “Don’t jump me like that,” she pouted half heartedly, “I can throw a mean punch you know.”

“We both know you can’t beat me,” he whispered, a small smile forming as he pressed a kiss to her hand.

“Well maybe my teacher just sucked.”

“Maybe if you’d spent less time staring you would have been better.” He leaned forward, resting his forehead on hers. “It’s been awhile.”

“I’m aware, and who’s fault is that?” she frowned. 

Dain averted his eyes.

“I didn’t know what to say, but believe me I really wanted to hear your voice again.”

“So you just settled for stalking me?”

They fell silent, the only sound being the pouring rain, but the moment was broken when a chill ran down Y/n’s spine— making her shudder.

“Stay,” Dain murmured, leaning in closer as Y/n circled her arms around his shoulders.

“I’m all yours.”

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This is me finally moving my wip list from the old blog... slowly but surely, right? This time, I'm putting them in the order I hope to update them in, because I nearly deviated last time. And if I don't get these done by the time September rolls around, so help me, God.

UPDATED TAGLIST HERE

HEARTSTRINGS (18+)

series -> Scaramouche/Wanderer x fem!reader

to function, a puppet must have a body. eyes. a mouth. a set of strings attached to each limb. a sturdy marionette. a master to wield them. then, it may move. it may behave. learn. breathe the life of the world around them in. see the beauty and the chaos within it. touch each petal and leaf to cross its path. but none of it is possible without a set of hooks… and yours are drilled just oh so deep into him that he can’t function without you.

It wasn't announced at the time, but this story was on a temporary hiatus. I'll likely be starting it again closer to June, unfortunately.

EX CONSILIO (18+)

oneshot -> Kaveh x fem!reader

years have passed since you and your infamous fellow Kshahrewar alumnus have last interacted with each other, but all it takes is a piece of cloth and a chunk of stone for a bit of (re)kindling.

Current obsession. This is at the tippy top of my list to finish, and is a part of a collab.

YOU ONLY TEASE THE ONES YOU LOVE (18+)

pt. 2 -> Diluc x fem!reader

an invitation was extended, but after an entire year spent enduring your teasing and attempts at cajoling him, Diluc refuses to be the one to make the first move.

UNNAMED

oneshot -> Aether x fem!reader

loneliness and homesickness never go well together— this, Aether has learned quickly. and so, to make Teyvat feel just a little more like home, he brings to you a tradition from his home world, and a proposition (of sorts).

TO LOVE ONESELF IS THE BEGINNING OF A LIFE-LONG ROMANCE (18+)

oneshot -> Kaeya x fem!reader

feelings thought to be gone unrequited (or at the very least, ignored) opens up a door for romantic comity when you open the door to Kaeya's office.

UNNAMED (18+)

oneshot -> Childe/Ajax x fem!reader

no summary, but is based around Сочельник/Pождество (Christmas Eve/Christmas) -> instead of Russia, of course, it's Snezhnaya. they celebrate on January 7th following the Julian calendar.

UNNAMED

oneshot SAGAU -> Cyno x isekai'ed fem!reader

a superstorm hits your town and a strange glitch occurs while you're playing Genshin... at least, it's strange by the General Mahamatra's standards.

UNNAMED (18+)

oneshot, dubcon-> Kazuha x fem!reader

there's a reason Beidou doesn't let Kazuha drink on her ship.

UNNAMED (18+)

oneshot -> Thoma x fem!reader

something tells you Inazuma's grand fixer could use a little fixing, himself...

UNNAMED no.1

oneshot -> (semi)yandere Xiao x fem!reader

no summary.

UNNAMED no.2

oneshot -> Xiao x fem!reader

no summary; no availability timeline.

UNNAMED (18+)

oneshot -> Alhaitham x fem!reader (potential for x Kaveh)

generally brilliant in your studies but not in your spending, Alhaitham jokingly comes up with an idea that won't compromise the quality of your work...

THOUGH I KNEW TO LOVE HER WAS TO SUFFER, I COULD NOT STOP (18+)

Zhongli x yaksha fem!reader

no summary -> y/n is an ex-yaksha who abandoned her duties shortly after the archon war, instead establishing strong trade routes between liyue and the other affected regions.

UNNAMED (rating tbd)

series -> Dainsleif x amnesiac fem!reader

no summary; no spoilers-- only the groundwork and reader's backstory is prepared.

UNNAMED (rating tbd)

oneshot -> shikanoin heizou x fem!reader

no summary; Heizou takes on your case when you're falsely accused and framed of murder upon entering Inazuma.

Again, if you'd like to receive a notification for the story update on any of these wips, you can join through the updated taglist HERE, or shoot me an ask. You gotta be 18+, though.

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#phew. one more thing off the 'move blogs' checklist. #✦ nc vb. #wip list #kaveh x reader #diluc x reader #aether x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #cyno x reader #kazuha x reader #thoma x reader #xiao x reader #alhaitham x reader #zhongli x reader #mdni #minors do not interact #ayato x reader #kamisato ayato x reader