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ddarker-dreams · 10 months

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do you have any hcs of what the yan genshin boys would b like when darlings on her period?

i'm gonna rank them from best to worst when it comes to dealing with this . let's see how they do.

best

zhongli is on top of his game. it's like he was born for the sole purpose of pampering you when you're under the weather. he'll insist on you taking it easy, drinking soothing teas, eating nutritious meals, and taking medication for whichever symptoms are the most prominent. if he seems oddly content, it's because he is. he won't state it outright, but he wants to leave the impression that him being in the position to care for you like this is worth the sacrifice of some... freedom. he knows of herbs and remedies to help make the experience as painless as possible.

kazuha already dotes on you as if you were royalty. while he leads a rather transient lifestyle, he puts your travels on pause to ensure you're properly cared for. he's sweet to a degree that'd be condescending from anyone else, but because it's kazuha and it's completely genuine, you can't call him out on it. he'll lay your head down on his lap and softly recite poetry until you doze off. he might not know much about periods specifically, but he treats it as if you were injured and need to be nursed back to health. he makes you your favorite meals from ingredients foraged locally. considers it a privilege on his part to be able to care for you. warmth blossoms in his chest whenever you have no choice but to ask him for something, your pride temporarily discarded.

albedo knows when your period is about to start before it even crosses your mind. he calculates every phase of your cycle and writes the important dates down in a calendar. he's all about preemptive care, he'll give you some concoctions of his own making the night before your period is due to start so you don't even have to worry about cramp pain. if you've been particularly troublesome lately, he might withhold this miracle elixir until you butter him up. he doesn't come outright and tell you this either, you have to do some trial and error to discern the specifics. as an alchemist, anything to do with the functions necessary to create life greatly fascinate him.

childe has sisters, so he's roughly familiar with how unpleasant periods are. he'll grin and reassure you that a little blood has never frightened him. thinks you're the cutest thing ever when you have to rely on him more. he's happy to oblige and is surprisingly intuitive about requests you never state verbally. he makes the tastiest soups, the kind that warm you from head to toe with every bite. there's no use trying to pretend you don't like it because he knows. he calms down on his tendency to tease you, since in his view, it's never his intent to actively make you feel distraught (unless you've acted out in a way that puts you in danger).

cyno means well (probably) but can come off as a little overbearing. he's literally breathing down your neck and constantly reminding you that if you need anything, just say the word. he's carrying you around, bringing you meals in bed, running all over town to get that one snack he knows you love; he's nothing if not dedicated. the thought of you being uncomfortable, much less in pain, is unbearable. when you do fall asleep, he's peeking into the room every five or ten minutes. every time you get your period, should any blood get on the sheets, he'll look you dead in the eye and ask if you've gotten in a fight lately. when you don't laugh, he starts explaining the joke, so it's better to force a chuckle.

diluc is just awkward about it. he refers to it as 'your time of the month' but even choking those words out is a struggle. he considers it to be a very private occurrence and thinks it'd be polite to tiptoe around the subject, as if it were taboo. the staff at dawn winery make further accommodations for you — everything you could ever want is a ring away. he's normally skeptical about you going outside, but since you're under the weather, he'll grant your request. if you're observant, you'll notice he's more inclined to give into your whims during this time. just don't get too carried away or he'll say he knows what you're doing at pointblank.

scaramouche is mostly annoyed that you're going to be more cranky for a while. your attention is essentially his lifeblood, but when you don't feel well, you're focusing on that instead of him. kind of inconsiderate tbh. once asked dottore if there's a way to prevent this, but dropped the idea when the harbinger said 'it only requires a few organs to be removed.' scaramouche would prefer your organs remain as is. he'll sigh and huff about how lucky you are to have him while spoon-feeding you, despite the fact he secretly enjoys it. his words are a whopping 10% nicer until you start to feel better, something he is frequently reminding you of. when your period is finished, he keeps staring in your general direction, fully expecting you to trip over yourself to thank him for his benevolence. if being delusional is a game, then he's winning.

when it comes to xiao, he's not awful per se, but this is likely his first encounter with menstruation, so you have to explain everything about it. he gets a bit freaked out the first time you wake up to bloody sheets, although you wouldn't be able to tell unless you closely observe his body language. he's somewhat at a loss when you explain what you need during your period and probably doesn't grab all the right things. he makes you eat these awfully bitter herbs that are supposed to help with pain. also makes some watery tea but gives you such a hopeful look, you don't have the heart to complain about the taste.

worst

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tklpilled · 6 months

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complex

(aether, albedo)

summary: sometimes side effects are more prominent than the actual product.

a/n: this is kinda romantic implied bc i wrote albedo sort of crushing on aether but it could be read as platonic so i'm just keeping it vague lol. more lee aether who is surprised.

[this is a sfw tickle fic!]

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

At this point, Aether is used to being a test subject. He came to Teyvat to find his sister, yet now he’s going to leave an unwilling hero and guinea pig — and, by the looks of it, still sisterless.

He can’t count how many times he’s gone through Lisa asking him to try a new spell, or Charlotte telling him to stand still so she can work on her photography, or Lyney practicing a magic trick he’s just come up with. He doesn’t mind it, really, not that much — it’s better than trying to fix all the Archons’ problems for them.

(He’s still hoping for Diluc to join the ‘ask-Aether-to-try-every-new-thing’ club, but considering everyone thinks he’s a teenager and not thousands of years old, he doesn’t think he’ll be doing a wine tasting any time soon.)

Point is, this whole thing isn’t just because of his own stupidity. He made a very understandable assumption, alright?

“Come here,” Albedo says, writing down some notes. “I want you to try this elixir out for me, if you wouldn’t mind.”

Aether nods, although Albedo can’t see it with his head bent down. He walks over to the table and sees two bottles, both filled about halfway. On the right is a pale green, glistening substance, and the bottle on the left contains a much more appetising blue-purple liquid. Albedo doesn’t look up from his notes, so Aether takes a 50/50 chance and picks up the left bottle. He downs it in one go.

Albedo looks up, then tilts his head. “That wasn’t the right one.”

Oh.

If Paimon were here, she’d panic and begin asking every question she could think of — but she’s not here, and Aether doesn’t know how to panic for himself. So, all he says is, “Am I going to die?”

“No,” Albedo says, sounding a little amused at how flat his voice is. “But—”

“Will I be in pain?”

“No.”

Aether shrugs. “Alright then. I don’t see a prob—LEHEM!”

His hands shoot up to cover his mouth, his eyes widening as a sudden sensation washes over him. Albedo looks on with a mixture of pity and curiosity as he sinks to his knees. “Maybe I should have warned you better…”

Aether curls in on himself, arms wrapped around his middle now instead of his mouth. “M-mahahake it stohohop!” he pleads, scrunching up his shoulders to protect from invisible, non-existent hands.

Albedo kneels down beside him, admiring the grin adorning his face. He’s never heard Aether laugh quite so freely before, and it’s very endearing. He finds himself staring for longer than he had intended. Aether is the one being tickled, yet Albedo is the one blushing — that doesn’t make any sense.

“In my experience, it stops after a short while,” Albedo finally says, blinking away from Aether’s incredibly pretty face, “although I took a much smaller dose than you. I’d estimate ten minutes at most.”

“T-tehehen?” Aether squeaks. “I cahan’t — too muhuhuch!”

Albedo can’t help but smile. Aether’s laugh is far too contagious. “Calm down, you’ll get used to it soon enough. It won’t feel nearly as bad in a couple minutes.”

Despite his words, Aether whines through helpless laughter, although he keeps any more complaints he may have to himself. From what Albedo had experienced, the tickling wasn’t intense at all; merely a step beyond tingling, just enough to make one laugh. For someone as ticklish as Aether, he supposes it might be a bit worse, but the overall outcome should be mostly the same.

“It was supposed to be a strength enhancer,” Albedo says, carrying the conversation while Aether is too busy cackling beside him. “It still is, technically. It just has some…very strong side effects. I’m sure if you could manage to stand, you’d find yourself a bit better with that sword of yours.”

“Plehehease,” Aether begs. “Mahahake it stohohohop…!”

“Hm.” Albedo reaches around him to scratch at his side, sending him scrambling away with a shriek.

“I hahate yohou!” he wails, then returns his arms around his waist protectively and kicks against the floor a little. “Yohou’re cruhuhuel!”

“I could leave you here until it's over,” Albedo suggests, making Aether frantically shake his head. “Maybe even make some more for you.”

“Y-yohou wohouldn’t!” Aether cries, although they both know he absolutely would.

Albedo pokes a spot on his tummy that his arms fail to cover up. “If you say so.”

#don't ask about the title man idk #my fics #arty writes #genshin #genshin impact #gi #tickle fic #albether #albedo genshin #aether genshin #lee!aether #ler!albedo #ish

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vxiphoid · 1 year

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HCS, DRABBLES, SHORT FICS

pretty little notes ➤ {001.}

pixelated zen ➤ {OO1.}

elixir of emotions ➤ {OO1.}

(remember that just because they aren’t on the list doesn’t mean i wont write for them in hcs, drabbles, or short fics. they’ll end up here :])

⊹ alhaitham ;; aquarius

sumeru akademiya scribe

⊹ arataki itto ;; gemini

head of the arataki gang

⊹ cyno ;; cancer

general mahamatra

misty comprehension ➤ OO1

⊹ diluc ;; taurus

master of the dawn winery

⊹ kaedehara kazuha ;; scorpio

wandering samurai

⊹ kaeya ;; sagittarius

quartermaster of the knights

⊹ shikanoin heizou ;; cancer

detective

⊹ xiao ;; aries

bane of all evil

⊹ zhongli ;; capricorn

wangsheng funeral parlor consultant

#vxid masterlist ★#genshin #genshin impact #genshin alhaitham #genshin kazuha #genshin kaeya #genshin zhongli #genshin heizou #genshin cyno #genshin itto

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atomic-taco-muffin · 25 days

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Jessica being diluc's older sister au:

Zarkon: dear is the elixir ready?

Hagger: almost love I just need 10 more minutes

Anya: *paws at scaramoche*

Scaramoche: *chuckles and pets her* hey mama

Scaramouche; it’s been a while

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touchofdawn · 1 year

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If there was one thing the Princess hadn’t expected in the recovery process, it was the night terrors. The first few months were absolute hell for everyone in the castle, with her screaming bloody murder in the middle of the night from such horrors that plagued her mind. But Lisa (bless her brilliant mind) and Albedo worked to develop an elixir to help her sleep through the night, and for quite some time after it was a lifesaver.

But that didn’t mean it was perfect. On this particular night, Jean had quite possibly the most horrific and vivid terror she’d ever experienced. She didn’t wake up screaming, as she had before, but she did wake up in a cold sweat and unable to even close her eyes again, lest she see that scene play out again before her. She wrapped herself in her lace and velvet dressing gown and quietly shuffled across the hall, knocking on the door to her fiancé’s suite. She was twisting the ring on her finger, a comforting habit she’d picked up since their proper proposal. “D-Diluc, darling? I-I’m sorry for waking you…” Surely, she looked awful. Dark circles under her eyes, bedhead messing her beautiful caramel-gold locks of hair. But at least it wasn’t the worst way he’d ever seen her. “I was wondering… if I could sleep in your room tonight? With you?”

It was to be expected, Diluc supposed, but listening to Jean scream never became any easier. As her guard and her intended, too, it was a far more vexing thing to accept that there existed something from which he could not protect her, no matter his mettle. Every time her scream pierced the night, he rushed into her room, weapon drawn and flames wrapped around his fists, ready to strike, only to find her trembling in her bed, her face shining with sweat. Another nightmare.

The introduction of Albedo and Lisa’s elixir was a relief for everyone, but she still had the occasional terror.

He hadn’t been asleep long—he always went to bed long after she—when a soft knock came at the door in her usual rhythm. He quickly rose to answer, only to find her twisting her ring and looking more like a ghost than a living, breathing woman.

... Protocol be damned.

Without a second thought, he let her into the room and shut the door. “Don’t apologize,” he whispered into her hair as he pulled her close against his chest. She was sleep warm and trembling in his arms. “Of course, you can stay with me.”

He pulled back enough to see her face as he cupped her cheek. “Another dream?” he guessed, brushing some of her hair from her face. “Would something warm help to settle your nerves?”

#;answers #;phoenix!verse #(he gotchu jean)#dawndelion ✨ {dandelicnfang}

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devctiion · 2 years

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@constellaris:

jean just leans against diluc's side while handing him a glass of juice. they can watch the insanity together.

Juice... The elixir to all of life's ailments. He sips.

#ic #constellaris (jean)#asks #muse: diluc #Does not ask for much tbh.

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imalwaystiredzzz · 3 years

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"Breakfast in bed for the best Dad in the world!" For Dad Diluc please and thank you!

Gotta admit you got me hooked on domestic scenarios ngl😂 and I really like your writing!! ❤️

Congratulations on your milestone!! 🎉🎉

NOTE: Anon I'm hooked with writing the dad!Diluc too! he's so soft and warm towards his kid because he wants to give them the childhood that he had but better. Because of this I'm tagging it as Dad!Diluc. Also thankyou for liking my writing hehe

Dishealved, there was nothing else that could describe him when Diluc’s child suddenly barges in on his room at what could only be called an ungodly hour of the day: the sun couldn’t even be seen in the horizon, air still cold and stars still hanging on the dark sky. He subtly glares at Adelinde who was standing by the door, an apologetic smile on her face and the equally haggard look, for this event as a child should be fast asleep on their bed.

“Oh thank you darling,” he’ll say it in the softest tone, a genuine smile carving itself on his visage as he combs through long red locks with his bare hands, before opening them to invite his beloved to the bed by his side. The aroma of coffee and freshly baked bread wafts through the room making him salivate, there's a growl of his empty stomach as another stressful night filled with secret patrols and doing the work that the inefficient knights couldn’t that could be heard and made little giggles erupt from his child, going up to his mid for an embrace trying to listen in more.

Patting their head and going for the drink first, the headache and stress on his body is slightly relieved; had anyone asked Diluc would say that it was a magical elixir filled with mystery and magic that could cure any of his illness, well at least anything that his child made him do that. Then taking the bread he says, “ahh” to the little one putting a piece on their pink lips and delight courses through his very veins with the reaction he’s rewarded.

Maybe mornings weren’t so bad, afterall, if he could be greeted by this everyday.

“I asked Ms. Adelaide for soooo long but she wouldn’t relent! So I never gave up until she relented.” Huffing with chest filled with pride, Diluc felt a little bit sorry for his child’s actions, she can be a little too stubborn, a character that they shared too much with their mother. Still, his heart swells grateful for the new found cherished memory.

His voice is gruff, coughing into his hand to clear it. “Ahh did you say thank you?”

“I DID! She even told me what to prepare but I had to stay up really really late because you always wake up so early!” He pinches the cheeks that were puffed into a pout, before the child finally yawns, settling by his side. Sleep crawls on the little body, eyes droopy as it slowly closes while Diluc continues to consume the offered breakfast at the same time laying a comforting hand on their form to lull his beloved kid to dreamland like he did so when they were a baby.

#diluc ragnvindr #genshin imagines #dad!Diluc #genshin impact #diluc x reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader #platonic diluc #genshin impact imagines #tiredz writes!#sleepy.txt #Genshin!Parents

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hazel-bazil · 2 years

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bluemoonfantasiesiii · 2 years

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Rhinesons AU

Because I’m likely going to be making more content for this AU in the coming however long, I figured I’d compile a sort of master post for it.

Basic Premise

After the events of Shadows Amidst Snowstorms, Albedo decides that he will no longer carelessly kill off his Master’s other creations and instead decides to see if he can reconcile with Subject Two and come up with a solution that benefits them both. Subject Two agrees to become Albedo’s older brother and is given the name Nigredo, since nigredo is the stage of alchemy that comes before albedo.

For the first few weeks, Albedo does his best to teach Nigredo how to blend in with humans to prepare him for his grand introduction to the people of Mondstadt. During this time, Nigredo changes up his appearance by wearing a black version of Albedo’s jacket. During a rather intense argument about Rhinedottir, a Cryo Vision appeared in Nigredo’s hand. After that, he switched out the yellows in his outfit for pale blues to match his new abilities.

He also decides to learn how to use a catalyst so he doesn’t have to rely on the same kind of weapon as his brother. I decided to do this because at the time of writing this, the game lacks both a male catalyst and a Cryo catalyst.

Nigredo’s personality

Nigredo still holds a lot of resentment for Rhinedottir not just because of what she did to him and Durin, but because he witnessed what she did to the people of Khaenri’ah. He fully blames her and her dangerous use of Khemia for the Cataclysm that destroyed their homeland and cursed their people to an eternity as monsters, and after spending some time with Albedo, he now realizes that she was even unkind to her “golden child” and abandoned him as well.

Aside from his bitterness, Nigredo has a rather outgoing and sociable personality, though he tends to bore of people rather quickly if he’s in their presence too often. He is mischievous and playful to a fault, though he still has a tendency to draw into himself when overwhelmed or confused. Having felt a sense of fulfillment creating the Fellflower, Nigredo found a passion for gardening and botanical alchemy, which he often uses to brew elixirs to help his brother, such as sleeping aids.

Having spent centuries broken down to his very atoms inside Durin’s stomach, Corruption now clings to every cell in Nigredo’s reformed body, making him unhinged and reckless in his studies. Albedo often has to reign him in to prevent him from performing an experiment that would cause grievous harm to himself, others, or the environment. While Albedo continues his research on “new birth,” Nigredo’s interest is piqued by the concept of “rebirth,” as he himself was reborn from nothing.

The Erdeprinz and Princeps Soli

It is said in alchemy that “from soil was birthed chalk.” And given Nigredo’s green thumb, the title of Soil Prince seemed fitting for him. At least, that’s how Albedo explained it when he bestowed the title upon his older brother. And as fate would have it, Mona informs the two that Nigredo’s constellation is called Princeps Soli.

Rubedo: The First Rebirth

Nigredo’s pursuit of rebirth initially stemmed from his desire to revive the Fellflower. While it would never be his apex achievement, the Fellflower holds sentimental value as his first creation. After some messing around with diluted dragon’s blood, Nigredo was able to successfully bring his child back to life and named him Rubedo, after the third stage of alchemy. When in his human form, Rubedo wears reds in place of Albedo’s yellows and Nigredo’s blues to fit his namesake, and he wears flowers in his hair. Rubedo is a very innocent and curious creature, not unlike a child, making him by far the easiest to tell apart out of the three. His favorite pastime is playing with Klee. Even without a Vision, Rubedo still has all the typical abilities of a Cryo whopper flower.

Shipping

When I make any ship content for this AU, the main ships I default to will be KaeBedo and DiGredo (Diluc/Nigredo). The reason for my pairing up Diluc and Nigredo is that they can easily bond over their past resentment toward their brothers. Of course, this doesn’t happen instantly as neither of them are exactly eager to get that close to other people, but when they do start to develop feelings for each other, their brothers zero in and do their best to get them to stop beating around the bush.

#moon says shit #genshin impact #rhinesons au #subject two #nigredo #albedo #fellflower #rubedo

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lunaastoir · 3 years

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cute things i think the genshin characters would do

characters included: diluc, kaeya, venti, and albedo

****minor lore spoilers for diluc!****

an: i’m thinking of making this into a series bc this was such an adorable concept to write so lmk if you’re interested 👀 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

diluc

sorry kind of starting off with something a little sad

i think diluc would have a habit of rubbing his vision

ok seems kinda dumb at first but let me elaborate:

after the death of his father, diluc was quite obviously devastated

he basically withdrew into himself after letting all the grief, pain, and rage flood his senses

i think during this time of grieving, he would’ve developed this habit of running the pads of his fingers across his vision to calm himself down

(v similar to katara from atla)

since his father had always been proud of diluc’s vision, the thought of touching something that reminded him of his father has always been able to bring him some sort of relief no matter how short lived

it serves as a constant memory of his dad and i think being able to have that kind of connection - no matter how small would hold a significance to him

stressed? you’ll see his fingers dance across his vision as the crease between his eyebrows gradually loosens

ok here’s a bonus habit (bc the previous one was sad)

whenever he’s bartending at angel’s share, he always flips the bottles in this cool bartending way before pouring the drinks

like the whole shabang - flips in the air, shakes it in a way that the drink foams just right

people are usually v surprised when they see this bc woah mans has got some sKILLS

but also bc he’s known for being pretty serious and reserved so seeing a “trick” is kind of breaking the stoic image they have of him

after he’s done pouring the drinks he’s also really precise about closing the bottles

he makes sure that the caps are on tightly and that nothing is leaking (which ig is another reason why he does flips with them so he can make sure that the bottles are tightly closed)

yes he’s rich but he also wants to make sure the drinks don’t go bad bc 1) kind of a loss if they do and 2) his customers deserve the best

sweet man pls protect him <3

kaeya

when he’s sitting down at his desk, he brings his legs up so he can sit on his chair criss- cross applesauce

since he’s in his office and the only other person who’s in there with him is jean, he feels like he can drop the suave, charming cavalry captain facade he puts on when he’s in public and just dial it down slightly to who he really is in that moment

jean doesn’t say a word the entire time even tho she quite obviously notices

don’t get me wrong, he’s still the smooth talking kaeya but just,,, more relaxed and comfortable?? if that makes sense

so since he’s a lot more comfortable in his office, he usually folds his legs into his chair bc damn they hurt from walking around all day

this is kinda dumb but i also think he has a lot of ink stains on his hands from writing so whenever he sees a fresh one he just likes to stamp it onto a piece of paper

usually that piece of paper ends up being an unimportant report that goes to jean

dw he also has a bunch of pretty small towels in his bottom drawer that he uses to wipe his hands on bc the public can’t see the pretty cavalry captain w ink stains!! the world would end!!

oH kind of a side note but i also think he would keep a small folded up picture of something klee drew him in his pocket

he thinks it’s very sweet and he periodically takes it out just to look at it soft for this man

last one for kaeya but since he wears boots that have the little lip on the bottom (not really a heel but enough to make some noise) he makes sure to always try his best to walk quietly around the streets of mondstadt at night

if anyone catches him doing it he’ll wave it off and say something like “oh me? i’m just practicing my stealth - it comes in handy when you have to sneak up on enemies you know?” but in reality that’s just bs

he really just doesn’t wanna risk waking people up <3

venti

this adorable man is obviously notorious for drinking

he loves alcohol!! i mean he’s the anemo archon of the city of wine and freedom so is anyone really surprised 💀

anyways venti always jokes abt not having any mora (he really doesn’t he’s not wrong) but he always makes sure to pay his tab at angel’s share

the only reason diluc lets him drink sm is because at the end of the day, venti always comes through w the mora

he really is a talented bard so everything he makes in singing and composing music for other people to listen to always goes straight to angel’s share (debatable if that’s for the best or not but i’ll leave that one to you)

so yeah <3 basically venti pays back his tabs even tho he’s an archon since he doesn’t want people to experience a loss bc of him

it’s the archon nature coming out but also the venti nature bc he’s a sweet boy

anyways getting onto the actual habit 🕺

he has a tendency to skip/hop regardless of wherever he’s going

he uses his anemo elemental skill a lot while doing this just he can feel a light breeze whenever he skips around

i also think he carries around extra bard strings in his hat bc he thinks it’s a cool party trick to take them out and be like tada i have extra strings no need to worry!!!

people are usually not that amused but he does it anyway

also yeah uh those strings sometimes fall out when he’s skipping 💀

he’ll be hopping and suddenly bOOM they fall out, he loses them, a kitten by the name of prince takes them, and he has to ask for help to find his strings (i believe this is exactly how venti lost his strings to prince during the windblume festival and no i will not take any criticism and if venti says something different he is lying 🔪)

also has a habit of putting his hair into a bun sometimes!!!

he loves his pigtails but he finds that he gets bored of them occasionally and his hair needs a break from its wavy tresses so he just plops it into a bun instead

so so cute 10/10 hairstyle he can do my hair

anyways love this man thanks for coming home <3

albedo

i had a feeling i would kind of have a hard time w albedo since he is a little hard to read so i hope this is ok LMFAO

he has paint stains. everywhere. no you cannot change my mind.

they are subtle tho i will give him that

you can’t notice that anything is amiss until you really pay attention and then you’ll start to see the pretty pastels and greens of the sunset he was painting up on dragonspine softly smeared across his clothes

very rarely you’ll see a cute swipe of paint across his cheek or neck and it’s honestly adorable

he was probably pushing his hair out of his face while he was painting and some excess paint on his finger landed on his cheek :,)

he doesn’t really care tbh he thinks it’s just a part of him and it really isn’t that noticeable so he just leaves it

also!!! since he is a big alchemist and he’s constantly working on labs and experiments i think he would accidentally misplace a lot of his written work

he seems very organized but w someone as intellectual as him w his brain running miles a minute, i’m sure he has definitely forgotten where he’s put stuff away

so!! in order to help him remember, he has little notes across his lab detailing where everything is

if he was working on something and he immediately has to put it on hold bc something came up (klee came in demanding attention or sucrose needs help) then he’ll quickly jot down a note and stick it to his desk so he’ll remember when he comes back just in case he forgets

sucrose as a result has noticed A LOT of notes across the lab and it’s simultaneously funny and endearing

“started experiment with sweet flowers to try and turn them into a youth elixir: papers --> on the desk right next to klee’s photo”

final point: he lets klee braid his hair sometimes if she wants to

she doesn’t really know how given how young she is so she ends up messing up but albedo always walks her patiently through the steps again

always makes time for klee no matter what bc he really does care a lot abt her :,)

i love him sm pls

#diluc #kaeya #venti #albedo #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin impact #genshin diluc #genshin kaeya #genshin venti #genshin albedo #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya alberich

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Yeah!!! The first step you do when you arrive home after work immediately tells him how bad/good or how tired you are. Hell!! He can even predict when you are hungry even before you know or feel it. He is just happy seen you happy

WHY FT YOU AIN'T REAL!!!!😭😭😭

PLEASE - exactly what I was thinking. he doesn't even have to think about it anymore, he just knows. I imagine this boy being SO attentive and even when he's busy he still has that level of attention to detail that makes you *pikachu shocked face* because he's always one step ahead of you

i just --- UGH

#hazelmail #diluc elixir #genshin elixir #yoshikuno!

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I am back Lady Ein 💖 I just wanna ask if you have any manhwa recommendations 👀 i've been meaning to read some when i'm bored 🤭 Well, how are things going on your side? 👁️👁️ Did Ayato come home already ?? 🤔🤔🤔 If you have played the Irodori Festival event too, what do you think of it? 🧐🤩🤩

— your most loyal advisor and servant, 🍰.

welcome back my dear loyal strawberry shortcake 😻😻😻

actually the reason why i only replied to this now is bc im trying to remember the titles of those manhwas🤡🤡 but here are some of the manhwas i love (even though i didn't finish all of them)

How to get my husband on my side — idk if u saw it but i spammed my blog with this manhwa bc i love it. probably, this is my current favorite of all isekai manhwa ive read. its still ongoing so im reading the novel rn bc i cant wait.

Beware of the villainess — i dont remember when was the last time i read this but if i have to be honest, this is the funniest manhwa ive read. melissa (fl) is so funny i swear, and nine (ml) is so cute

Positively yours — this is one of my fav modern manhwa. i just love the couple sm. its a lighthearted one, not too much of frustation and stress. just prepare for falling inlove with dojoon(ml) bc i am sure i was not prepared. he is such a husband material, the ideal man *chef's kiss*. im actually planning to write a fic inspired from this one and diluc as the ml bc idk dojoon's personality fits this red man👀

seasons of blossoms — oh lawwd, you gotta prepare yourself emotionally and mentally at this one. i swear, im telling you and warning you, the season 2 (hamin's flower) made me run out of tissues, ive cried for days bc of it, my heart was never prepared for this one. as a person who loves reading angst i didn't expect s2 to be this... idk painful?until now, i still can't seem to move on from him. but the season 1 (bomi's flower) is a very cute one, its so fluffy and smiley but the season 2 really brought me down. i still haven't read season 3 bc like i said, im not ready to let go of hamin's flower, the pain is just 💔💔💔

death is the only ending for villainess — i remembered being inlove with this one. penelope (fl) is so powerful oml im down bad😩😩 i still haven't continued reading the manhwa thoug. back then, bc i love this manhwa i read the novel and stopped bc my favorite ml (there are abt 5 mls??) did something and he died (i wont speak tell who) and since then, i stopped reading it. but they said he's not dead so idk what to feel

i became the hero's rival — oh felix😩😩 hes so mmm. as usual i haven't finished this bc its on going🤡 and i haven't continued it bc i forgot the last chapter i read (and im currently reading something) idk what to say to this except how the hell felix can make me feel stunned. and his sister claudia is so so pretty 😩😩 chamberlain siblings is just mwah. and irene is such a mood, i love her character. somehow, she reminds me of melissa from beware of the villainess.

perfect secret love: the bad new wife is a little sweet — this one is a manhua but im still gonna include it. this one have 200+ chapters and still ongoing and idk how i read that for two days. this manhua got me hooked and idk what made me attached to this one.

elixir of the sun — the emperor is down bad for her. the classical softie to fl. this one is ongoing too😗😗

so i think that's some manhwas that i remember i read? tbh i read manhwas but most of the time, i dont finish them it's bc either they're ongoing or i forgotten abt it.

then there is this one popular manhwa i was abt to read called who made me a princess bc saw this one pretty dude who is my type but hes the second lead🤡🤡

might as well share the manhwas that i want to read:

marriage of convenience

father, i dont want to get married

the princess imprints the traitor

business proposal

(i forgot the titles of others🤡)

As for your question, this stubbornman hasn't come👹 tbh im not hoping for him anymore, i lost my hope and just decided to move on but look at me still pulling for him

Oh and the five kasen. we got scara crumbs i see 👀 the simps have been fed after months of his disappearance 🤡🤡 im really looking forward to more of scara's or lets just say kunikuzushi👀👀 im really interested in his lore tbh😗😗

OML AND KAZUHA😩😩😩 YOU DONT KNOW HOW FOCUSED I AM WHENEVER HE APPEARS😻😻😻

#—letters 💌#talks with: 🍰 anon #is it late to say that i am not guaranteed and currently at 50/50 with 79 pity #idk what i will do if i lose in hard pity #well if i lose to diluc then mission failed successfully #hoyoverse just let me have this red man

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I totally agree with everything you said about his flaws, but I would love to be lectured by him sometimes (Is it because I'm a little rebel at heart?) Of course not for doing anything bad, just perhaps following/helping him when he doesn't want us to hihi ◉‿◉

of course he lectures you because he cares about your safety and is worried that you will get hurt! (man - all the angsty thoughts rolling around in my brain about him getting so worked up because you made a risky decision)

(please no wait - he’d be devastated to see you i the middle of danger oh noo the angst my heart)

#hazelmail #diluc elixir #sir sir sir #the angst

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witch-hazels-musings · 7 months

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this is what it feels like

warning: sfw, fluff, comfort | seeing them after a long time apart

includes: Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Thoma, Zhongli, Xiao

character x gn reader | anthology | short read

You could feel your heart, how it thrummed in your chest and fluttered slightly when you picked up the pace. The closer you got to your destination, the more painful the waiting became. You wanted to be there, wanted to see him with eyes you swore were growing cloudy and getting more challenging to keep clear.

You were ready, so you practically ran.

Albedo

Sounds of whirring machines spilled into the hallway. They mingled with the swift, drumming pace of your footsteps. A voice, his voice, slipped through the cracks in the door and you pushed forward, ignoring the kind strangers who greeted you.

There was only one thing - one person - on your mind.

Albedo.

"It may be that a miscalculation occurred; I would recommend we review more closely the --" Alebeo paused mid-sentence and lifted his head from the bent-back notebook he was previously reviewing. The student who was sitting in the chair next to him saw you as soon as you stepped through the door. They glanced at Albedo and tried to hide their smile.

Albedo twisted and your eyes met.

"Hi," you said with a small wave. Panting, focused on the man you'd dreamed about seeing for days. Now that you were here, however, it was hard to move again. Was it appropriate for you to be here, had you interrupted something important?

You let your one-track mind get the better of you again.

Albedo let the notebook slide into the ready hands of his student. His gaze locked, taking all of you in.

You laughed, relieved, "I'm home," you professed with a smile and opened your arms as Albedo left his work behind to greet you with a wanting embrace.

Childe

You better return to me - I promise

The promise you made over a week ago swirled in your mind. You'd let the scene play out so much that it was starting to twist and distort into fallacies and imaginations untrue to the source. However, nothing dared warp the feeling of his lips when he pressed them to your cheek and whispered, 'Don't make me wait long.' Those recollections lived on in destitute moments just before bed and the bittersweet seconds of rising from it.

But, now. Now the boat was pulling into port and you could hardly contain your excitement.

Would he be there? Would he be the first thing you see when you docked?

You were desperate, hopeful, but most of all, you were tired of feeling lonely.

The dock appeared slowly. You scanned the sturdy boards for him and rushed to the other side of the bow to get another view. No matter how hard you looked, you couldn't find him. You jerked forward as the boat docked and wasted no time making it to the pier below.

With your bag slung over your shoulder, you ran into the thick of the crowd. Eyes scanning, head on a swivel as you searched for him. People glanced your way but kept on. One woman looked at you with knowing eyes - eyes that lamented, 'You're looking for your lover too, aren't you?'

You turned to look down the stone harbor but couldn't see him. Disheartened, you let your bag fall to your side.

Then, like the whistling wind of the sea, you heard your name. Snapping your head to the left, you saw a man standing at the top of the stone hill, chest heaving, shoulders rising and falling, and eyes zeroed in on you.

"Ajax!" You called back, dropping your bag where it was and rushing up the hill to meet him. He did the same, and as you ran toward each other, you crashed into him like a wave. Childe hoisted you in the air. The momentum carried the two of you toward the water, but he never let you go. "I've returned. As promised," you told him, tears bubbling up in your eyes so you hid your face against his shoulder.

"So you did," he replied, kissing the top of your head and tightening his hold on you as if his hands were making their own vows to never let you go again.

Diluc

It had been weeks since the two of you had seen each other. Weeks since you had woken up next to him or found him lost in thought in his study. Countless hours had gone by since you heard his voice or felt the warmth of his touch. You were desperate for it but also nervous to accept it again.

Distance was meant to make the heart grow stronger, right?

As you paced back and forth across the floor, you were starting to regret your decision to hide in the upper room of Angel's Share. Charle's assured you he'd send Diluc your way, but what if they got busy, what if Diluc realized he needed to walk back to the Winery? You should have gone to the estate instead of concocting some elaborate surprise - especially when you were terrible at them.

Shaking your head, you made for the door. Unable to keep the antsy tingling of your nerves from taking over, but the moment you grabbed the doorknob, heavy footfalls made you freeze and you were just fast enough to stumble back when the door swung open with immense force.

Your alarm was replaced by overflowing elation at the sight that greeted you. Diluc's hand gripped the doorknob, his eyes held pools of desperation as they looked at you, as they searched your face, pleading to reassure him that you were, in fact, not a dream.

"I'm home-" you started but he cut you off by pulling you into a suffocating hug. His body leaned into yours, his palm cupped the back of your head and his other gripped the back of your clothes. You returned the hug with just as much fervor.

Pulling back, you pressed your hands against his cheeks and found his lips like one finds a flicker of light in utter darkness. You heard the sound of the door slam shut but didn't care to pull away enough to look. Diluc's fingers tugged at your hair while he kissed you with famished lips.

"I hate when you leave," he professed when he let you finally catch your breath, his eyes heavy, lost in you.

"I'm not fond of it either," you admitted and let your fingers rest against his chin. "Did Charles tell you I was back?"

Diluc shook his head, his lips brushing over yours and placing several more heated kisses against them, "I heard you."

Furrowing your brows, you pulled away even though he tried to chase you, "Up here? That could have been anyone," you chuckled.

"No one else's footsteps sound like my dreams," he explained and you answered him with a trembling lip and a warm, forever, embrace.

Thoma

It had been nearly two weeks since you'd been near Thoma. Since you'd received the comfort he was so keen on giving. Since he reminded you of the qualities you forgot when he wasn't around. Since you could caress his face and have him touch yours.

Each night was more challenging. Sending letters was too slow. Hearing updates from others felt impersonal. You wanted to see him, wanted to hold him, wanted to hear him. So, you picked up the pace and apologized to the attendants you waved off so you wouldn't get distracted.

Your chest tightened the moment you saw him. Even when you tugged at your clothes to create space, it wasn't enough to alleviate the pressure building inside your ribcage. Your heart ached. Involuntary tears ran down your cheeks. Taking a step toward him, the wooden boards beneath you creaked and, though it was small, quiet, impossible to detect even for you, Thoma stopped what he was doing and turned toward the noise.

Confusion shifted to disbelief until realization set in and the pounding sound of his footsteps made their way toward you.

Thoma wrung his hands on the towel tucked into his pants so that when he made it to you and slid his arms under you to lift you into the air before letting you fall toward him, against him, in his arms that felt so much like home, he made sure his hands were clean and void of any stain that could tarnish you.

"I missed you," he proclaimed, one hand flush against the back of your head while the other kept you as close as it could.

"I missed you more," you admitted and held onto him with no intent of letting go.

Zhongli

You pressed a finger to your lips to hush the receptionist whose eyes lit up at the sight of you. "He's in his office," they whispered with a smile. You nodded and crept further into the parlor. The halls were coated in familiar scents. Scents you associated with the resigned archon who walked them every day.

When you got to the door, you lifted your hand to knock, hesitated, then let your knuckle rap against the door one, two, three times.

"Enter," the voice on the other side said, so you did. "I have yet to sign off on the procession request. The contract is of issue, which I will review with careful consideration ..." Zhongli explained, and you stifled a laugh.

He was turned away from you. His elegant chair turned to face the window. A steaming cup of tea had been left abandoned on his desk - a clear sign he was lost in thought.

When you were close enough, you slid your hands around his face to cover his eyes. Without missing a beat, Zhongli said your name, ruining the surprise.

"How did you know it was me?" you asked as he twisted in his chair to take your hands in his and hold them tenderly against his lips.

"I would recognize the sound of your footsteps even if time had taken all my senses," he professed as if it were a simple fact, as he kissed the tips of your fingers in adoration. When he looked at your face you were trying your best to keep your eyes upward to stop the tears that fell because of him.

Because of the love of him.

"I missed you dearly," he added, his thumb caressing your cheek to wipe away the warm tears.

"I missed you. So much," you mirrored and wrapped your arms around his shoulders even as he rose to his full height to draw you nearer to him.

Xiao

The marshland smelled just the way you remembered, the clinging warmth of it lingered on your skin. After being on the dry, salt-biting sea for so long you could feel yourself reacclimating to the climate.

It had been weeks since you last saw him.

You almost couldn't stand it.

The tower that was Wangshu Inn lingered in the distance but no matter how close you got to it, the further away it seemed. You were frustrated, anxious, ready to climb to the top and wrap your arms around the man who invaded your thoughts more often than you thought possible.

You imagined him, remembered the comfort of him, could recall the lingering presence of him - like something familiar was hovering in the edges of your view, but you could never quite place it. He was always there - or, at least, the intensity of your love for him felt that way.

"Almost there," you promised as you climbed one of the red bridges above the streams surrounding the marsh.

"Took you long enough," a voice answered, making you spin on your toes to see its owner.

Xiao stood at the bottom of the bridge, arms crossed, eyes falling to the ground while you stared at him in disbelief.

Was it really him, or was it another figment of your desperate imagination?

When his eyes met yours, you knew. You knew it was real, and so you ran to him. Xiao caught you like wind rushing through his hair, and you slid your fingers across his back to remind your hands what he felt like.

"Aren't you going to say it?" he asked, gruff and close as he pressed his forehead against your neck.

"Say wh--? Oh, sorry," you laughed, overwhelmed with love and joy, "I'm home."

"Welcome home."

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin elixir #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin imagines #hazels works #albedo x gn reader #thoma x gn reader #diluc x gn reader #zhongli x gn reader #xiao x gn reader #childe x gn reader

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witch-hazels-musings · 10 months

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tacenda

warning: hurt/comfort (reader believes the character doesn’t love them, rumors of loving someone else (D))(angst is very mild)

includes: alhaitham(1,384), diluc (1,692), xiao (1,563)

character x gn reader | anthology | definition: “things better left unsaid”

you loved him. You’d known for a while but kept quiet, save for telling a few trusted friends your secret. Beyond yourself, they knew how often you thought about him even when you didn’t want to, knew how you searched for him in the crowd even though there was no way he’d be there.

They knew, you knew, but he never did; and he never would --

-- this silly love of yours would have to stay silent

some things are better left unsaid --

alhaitham

You stood on your toes to reach the shelf above you. It took several attempts but soon enough the book was back in place and you moved on to the next in your pile.

The library was quiet. Just the way you liked it. No overbearing conversations, no rushing of bodies as they made their way through the campus. Just silent stillness, and the scent of books.

You made your way down each isle, adjusting and correcting books that were out of place until the stack in your hands was empty. Turning back, you made your way to your cart but stopped when a familiar figure caught your attention.

Alhaitham, the most attractive academician you’d seen in the short years you’d been here. You were introduced to his existence a year ago when you took a linguistics class on a whim and, there he was, sitting to the side making it impossible to focus on the lecture. The amount of times you’d stop functioning because of him was enough to give yourself second-hand embarrassment.

No one should be that attractive, you thought.

After some time, you realized you were just staring at him, so you shook your head and stumbled back to the book-cart. Out of the corner of your eyes you saw several others in the library staring at him too. A stunning creature made their way over to him and you lost all nerve to watch. Picking up a pile of books, balancing them in one arm so you could put them back with the other, you turned to head down an isle but glanced back to see Alhaitham in a dialogue with a person far above your league.

If there was someone he liked, it was certain to be someone like them.

It wasn’t surprising how popular he was. With a face like that it was a shock he didn’t have twenty confessions a day. You tried to still your straining heart, did your best to ignore the sting in your eyes. It would make putting the books back a bit more difficult if you couldn’t see.

You wandered through the isles. Careful to not make the floorboards creak to loudly as you scanned the authors names. “M ... Ma ...” Running your finger over the spines, you stopped when you found the right spot and slid your finger in between the two adjacent books. Making space, you reached for the book on the top of your pile and put it in its home. The rough leather tickled your skin as you ran it down the spine. Once settled, you examined the next book, unaware of the footsteps making their way toward you. “Ie... I -- oof.” You ran into something hard and just barely managed to stop the books in your arm from falling to the ground, “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t ---”

Alhaitham was standing in front of you, eyes glaring at you and destroying whatever words were about to fall out of your mouth. His long, slender hand gripped the stack in your arm so they wouldn’t hit his torso.

“H-hand --” you blubber out, he raised an eyebrow. “I’m sorry!” Panicked, you apologized louder than you intended. At the same time, you twisted to the side and backed up so fast you smacked into the bookshelf. Several books teetered at your forceful jostling and came crashing down. Lifted your empty arm to shield your head, you close your eyes in anticipation of being hit. The books landed heavy as they fell to the floor but you didn’t feel any pain. When you opened your eyes, you jumped at the sight.

Alhaitham’s body towered over yours, his arm was bent, hand balled into a fist and head covering you so the books wouldn’t hit you. You could feel his breath, see the darkness of his lashes, smell him -- you were sure you had a dream like this once before. He opened his eyes, wincing.

“Archons, are you okay?!” you asked in a worried whisper. Without thinking, you lifted your hand to touch the back of his head. His hair was silky smooth; hair hypothesis confirmed, check. “Alhaitham, I’m so sorry.” you apologized, retracting your hand as he stood up to his full height. He rubbed the spot you touched making you feel even more terrible. You bit the inside of your cheek and lowered your head in shame. “I’ll pay for your check-up.”

“What reason would you need to do that?”

“B-because I got you hurt, its the least I could to ...” you explained.

He examined his hand as if to check for blood and seemed satisfied to find none, “Healthcare in Sumeru is free,” he replied pointedly. In your state you completely forgot. It only made you more embarrassed.

“... right.” You tried to play it off with a laugh but it came out strange, like you’d never laughed before. Archons, just let me die, you pleaded. “Anyway, I’m sure I was in your way. Let me clean up this mess so you can go on about your day.”

“Did I say you were in my way?” he asked, watching you bend down to pick up the books that fell.

“Well, no. I guess you didn’t, but ...” you shook your head as you placed book after book on your already heavy pile. Alhaitham’s feet moved out of view which made you happy and sad at the same time. You wanted to talk to him, wanted to hold his attention, but not like this. Should you say goodbye to him or ---? “Oh - um...”

Alhaitham reappeared next to you, his hand reaching for the same book you were. You followed him as he stood up and placed the book back in its place and, without saying anything, he extended his hand down to you. Realizing he was asking for one of the books, you gave it too him and soon the two of you had the isle cleaned up.

“Thank you. First you save me from the books, then helping me put them back. What did I do to deserve such a kindness,” you marveled, not waiting for a reply. “Anyway, I’ll be on my way.” With a small nod, you walked past him but didn’t make it very far.

“Most people are wary of interacting with me,” he began, forcing you to turn back to look at him. His comment seemed so sudden, your expression doing little to hide the fact. “I’ve been told I am difficult to get along with. It is not in my interest to change what others think of me,” he looked at you and you pulled the books you still had closer to your chest. “Being social is not one of life's necessities. That is what I believe at least,” he took a step toward you and you took one back. The action made him pause. He looked to the left, jaw clenching for a second before his gaze returned to you. “I’ll occasionally go to the tavern for a drink after work.” He finished and you let the information digest. “Well then.” He turned and you were left speechless.

Just as he was about to round the corner, you took several steps toward him, “Was that -” he twisted to look back at you, “are you inviting me to join you ...?”

He smiled. The corner of his mouth lifting into a smirk, “Was that not obvious?” he answered before disappearing around the bookshelf and leaving you alone to feel the pressure of every author staring at you while you slowly combusted in the isle.

You had liked him for so long. Had wracked your brain trying to find the best way to talk to him. All you ever managed was quick phrases and helpful recommendations when he was searching for something.

You were sure he was the type of person to never show interest in anything other than his work or his books so ... why you? why all of a sudden?? what magical thing did you do to get his attention and how - how in the world were you going to keep it??

some things are better left unsaid, right??

diluc

You smiled politely to the customer before they turned and left the store. Their eyes gazing at the small bag you handed them moments ago. Whatever they would use that stone encrusted bracelet for, you weren’t sure, but it would look lovely nevertheless.

Carefully, you started reorganized the jewelry in the case. No matter how diligent you were, there was no escaping messing up the display stands as you reached for ones further in. With a heavy sigh, you knelt down and pulled out the displays one by one. A container of rings placed at your side, a ornate necklace with a ruby balancing on top. Your hand passed over the felted shelf to remove the dust bunnies accumulating there. You were practically inside the large case when the door chime rang out.

“One moment,” you maneuvered your arm to wave at the guest, to show them you were just on the other side. They didn’t say anything but you didn’t mind, you were cursing under your breath enough for the both of you. “... just go back ...” you huffed, finally placing the rings back in their proper place. With a click of the wooden door, you lifted yourself up only to have your heart leap out of your throat. “Welcome in, how can --”

Diluc Ragnvindr was standing on the other side of the glass case. His eyes fixated on you - more than they ever had before. You felt faint. He pulled up his glove, scanning the case in front of him.

Say something --- by the archons, say anything ...

“H-Hello, Mr. Ragnvindr. How can I h-help you today?” shaking your head at how much you stumbled over your own words, you tried to put on a pleasant smile. When he glanced at you, you gripped the edge of the glass case for support.

“Afternoon,” he began and you tried your best to listen without screaming. “I am looking for a gift.”

“Ah- Well ...” you bit the inside of your lip, tilted your head, “If you’ll allow me some questions, I can find the best piece for you?” He nodded, once, and you set out to assist him. “All of our pieces are suitable for anyone. We take great care in making each and every one of them-”

“Do you make these?”

The question caught you off guard. Quickly, you shook your head, “Not all of them. I typically make the larger works, like these,” you pointed at a set of radiant broaches in the case over. They glittered in the light and made you happy to look at. “I’m building my skill to make finer jewelry like the rings, necklace pendants and the like.” You wanted to ramble on about your craft but forced yourself to stop. Diluc wasn’t interested in your work, he was here for a ... a gift. “Anyway, so, does this person prefer necklaces, rings, a bracelet?”

“I’m unsure,” he glanced at you. Instinctually you swallowed and looked away.

“Okay, well what color do they most often wear ...”

The two of you went back and forth for a spell. You asking questions, pulling out pieces that he might enjoy and him giving his opinion, though it was very minimal. You did your best to be encouraging, helpful, even offering to wear a few of them so he could see what they would look like. It had been a while but, surprisingly no one interrupted you.

This was certainly the longest conversation you’d ever had with Diluc. Most of the time, you managed to ask, “how are you today, Mr. Ragnvindr?” or “Do keep yourself safe on your travels,” with a soft smile and gentle wave. It was all you could do to keep your muscles contained - otherwise they’d move wildly about in your excitement. Your friends tried to strike up more in-depth conversations but you chickened out every time - cowered. But right now it seemed easier to talk to him when you knew what to say without thinking. Jewelry was one of those things you loved. Helping people find the best piece was like a puzzle, a riddle no one else could solve. It was fun, and you were having fun helping him.

“So, are we any closer to your perfect gift?” you asked with lightness in your voice. He rubbed his chin and shook his head. “It can be tough to decide. There’s no rush,” you smiled, a small chuckle floating from your throat. “What’s the occasion anyway, perhaps that will help us decide?”

“Ah--” Diluc dropped his hand and cleared his throat. Confused, you took notice of his expression only to find his cheeks flush pink as he cleared his throat again.

“... an anniversary ... maybe?” your throat felt tight at the realization. Of course he’d be here for something like this. A gift for his lover -- you heard rumors about him being with someone but it hurt to know it was true. He opened his mouth to speak but you couldn't bare to hear his answer, “If that’s the case,” you pressed on, praying your eyes would hold themselves together, “perhaps a paired piece would be best. You know, something the both of you could wear to let others know that -- um --” you blinked, bit your lip again and shook off the bubbling turmoil rising in your chest. “So sorry,” you held up your hand and reached for a cup of water on the back counter. With a large gulp, you pushed a lump back down into your chest. “So, does that sound good?” You finished, recomposed -- kinda.

“That will do nicely.”

“Excellent, then let me --”

“May I ask for a paired broach set?” He pointed toward the broaches you hadn’t even pulled out. “Something practical would be best. Would it take long to make two pieces?” He looked back at you and you clumsily placed your glass on the counter.

“N-No, It just depends on what they look like. Are you sure you want -- I mean, let me get my notebook.” You fought against your better judgement to persuade him toward something else. It wasn’t your place to question a customer; even if that customer wanted something you made to place on another. You were here to help him pick the best piece for his ... you had a job to-do.

After several minutes of discussion, you had a sketch of the pieces and materials identified for each one. In his, a carnelian stone set in the middle, its reddish-orange hues certain to mimic the shine of his hair in the mid-day sun. While in his partners would hold a sunstone surrounded by golden filigree. Both would be able to rest nicely around the wearers neck, with, or without a tie.

“These will take me about a week, is that alright?” you asked, jotting down more notes in your notebook.

“I will return in a week then.”

“Okay.” The two of you exchanged pleasantries. A bow from you, a nod from him, and after some unusual reluctance, he bid you well before leaving the store. You raced after him, locking the door so you could take a moment to let the tears you held back fall free.

A week later and the brooches were done. They were some of your most beautiful work - considering the love you had for the owner, it wasn’t surprising that these pieces would be filled with your affection.

When the day came, you couldn’t muster the strength to be there. Of course you wanted to see him, but there was no way you’d make it this time. Not in the exchange and the permanent knowing that he loved someone else. So, you asked your coworker to cover for you while you wandered around your house, depressed.

A few days later you returned home after a long day. Today was your everything day, a day where you had to run from store to store to gather your weekly necessities, where you had to tend to yourself completely, and still work at the end of it all. You were exhausted, and just wanted to fall into bed.

Luckily, you still hadn’t seen the owner of Diluc’s paired broach - you wouldn’t be able to handle it if you did. At least you could live one more day in blissful ignorance.

You approached your apartment door. The small shelf of plants greeting you as you pushed the key into the doorknob. You were about to pass through when something caught your attention. Placed carefully behind one of the pots was a box, one you’d never seen before and one you certainly didn’t place there yourself. Shifting the items in your right hand to your left, you grabbed the box and brought everything inside.

Kicking off your shoes, you rushed to the island counter in your kitchen. The bags fell over, an apple rolled to the floor, but you didn’t care. Quickly, you turned on the light so you could see the box in your hand. Your keys jingled as they slide down your finger, dangling on their metal ring so you could reach for the lid and pull it away.

When you saw the goldened broach resting perfectly in the box, you crumbled to the floor. The sunstone glittered, the delicate designs that encased it brought tears to your eyes. “Why are you ...?” In the lid was a folded piece of paper that you practically ripped open to read:

-- Diluc Ragnvindr

I apologize that I could not give this to you earlier. When you find this, I hope the message finds you well and ... conveys my intentions. If, however, they are unclear, I will explain myself further if you are free and would join me for dinner?

Ill be waiting

Your heart was pounding, hands trembling as you reached for the broach in the box. Tears flooded your eyes as you searched for the clock in your apartment. 7:00pm -- was there enough time??

You didn’t wait, didn’t change, barely remembered to put your shoes on. The world was moving so fast and you were desperately trying to keep up.

With tears drifting behind you as you ran, you prayed you weren’t too late as Angel’s Share came into view and you gripped the brooch tightly against your chest.

some things are better left unsaid screaming from the heart

xiao

Xiao made it clear he didn’t want to be part of the human world. You knew that, knew he was selective in who he appeared before, who he shared his moments with. It was enough that you got to see him on the rare occasion you were spending an evening at Wangshu Inn. Most of the time you were passing by on your travels. If you had a spare moment, you’d head to the top to check in on him - unsure if he’d be there or not - while other times you swore you saw a shadow on the balcony looking down at you. Thought it was your wistful thinking he would be able to see you all the way down here - liking someone sure created powerful delusions.

It didn’t matter if you liked him though. Xiao was a Yaksha, a protector of the land, immortal, and you were ... well none of those things. It was better to save yourself the embarrassment and him the discomfort. So you kept your love for him a secret. It was just better that way.

“Thank you, I’ll make sure it gets there safely,” you professed to the inn owner with a small bow. She seemed pleased at your commitment and bowed with an equally pleasant smile. With swiftness, you turned on your heels and made your way to the elevator. The parcel fit nicely into your backpack, which you slung over your shoulder with ease. You waited patiently for the elevator to reach you and instinctually looked up at the balcony where the vigilant yaksha often stood.

The creaking wood settled and you took several steps forward, keeping your eyes locked on the red-railed balcony. Suddenly, you were falling forward and you realized you had timed the elevator wrong. It still had several feet before reaching you. Shouting, you put your hands out to brace your fall when a gust of wind wrapped you up and set you on your feet. Your eyes were shut tight until cool hands touched your shoulders.

Startled, you peeled them open and saw Xiao standing in front of you. He looked the same as always, if not a little worried. “Be careful,” he explained, holding you until you found your footing. The elevator finally came to a stop on the top floor, before long it began its decent.

“I’m sorry - I wasn’t looking,” Xiao didn’t say anything which you were glad of. If it were anyone else they might have scolded you but Xiao wasn’t like that. “Thanks,” you mumbled, embarrassed anyway. He let you go, moving several paces back to give you room. Your heart was pounding, but that wasn’t anything new when you were near him. He always managed to to set your body racing.

“You’re here again,” he said, matter-of-factly.

“Y-yeah. I had a delivery for Smile and h-he told me Verr Goldet had a p-package. Excuse me,” you coughed, swallowing to help ease your nerves. Adrenaline was rushing through your body so you did your best to shake it off.

“Are you unwell?”

“N-No, just recovering,” you chuckled, flashing a reassuring smile his way as you shook out your leg. He didn’t say anything else the whole way down which gave you plenty of time to return to as normal as possible. “Well, see you,” you said, waving to him on the elevator as you made your way down to the road. It was going to be a long walk back to the harbor but you didn’t mind. You enjoyed the walk - except when your path was blocked by bandits or hilichurls.

You adjusted the pack on your back and began down the path when a gust of wind rushed past you. Confused, you turned investigate and were shocked to find Xiao walking slightly behind you.

“X-Xiao?” He looked at you, making you pause. “Did - um - is everything okay?”

“The road is dangerous. I’ll go with you,” he explained as he walked past you, taking the lead.

“It’s nothing I can’t handle,” you tried to explain, rushing up to meet him, eyes scanning his features and becoming even more smitten by them. Xiao was by far one of the prettiest people you’d ever seen; from his eyes to his lips he was gorgeous. You licked your lips, prying your attention back to the road. “I promise I’m not as weak as I look,” you said, raising your arm to show him your muscles - if one could call them that. He simply huffed and continued to walk beside you.

Xiao wasn’t much of a talker. Even if he was, you wouldn’t know how to strike up a conversation with him. Would he be interested in the things you had to say? What enjoyment could he get in a conversation about mundane human things when he’s seen eons go by. You gripped the straps of your bag and tried not to let your thoughts get the better of you.

The two of you walked in mostly silence. Every once in a while you’d make a comment about the scenery, ask a question about him which he’d give a curt reply to, or none at all. You did your best to stay positive but, before you knew it, the travel was over and you had reached the entrance to Liyue Harbor.

“Thanks for escorting me, Xiao,” you thanked him, slipping the bag off your back. “Here,” reaching inside, you balanced the bottom of the bag on your leg so you could grab a small, wrapped item. It had broken in transit, but that wouldn’t affect the taste. “I made these this morning. Since I don’t think you want -- or even use -- mora, this is the best thing I can give you as thanks.” You handed the food to him and he took it without protest. “It’s a honey-lavender rice cracker, they are sweet which I know is your preference.” He opened the wrapping and pulled one out that wasn’t split in two. You could still see the indent of the lavender you pressed in the middle. Smiling, you put your bag back on and began to walk further down the hill. “Thanks again, Xiao Xiao,” you chuckled, waving at him from below.

He didn’t follow you but you weren’t surprised. Xiao didn’t enjoy people so there was no way he’d willingly go into one of the busiest cities with you.

On your way, you passed by a familiar face who was looking at the hill you just descended.

“Good evening, Zhongli,” you called out and he looked down at you from the top of the bridge. His smile warm, welcoming.

“Evening,” he replied with a curt bow. You shuffled up to him, stopping just in front and gazing up at his face. He was already so tall but since he was higher on the bridge, he seemed even taller. “Returning from an delivery I see?”

“Mhmm, just made it back and am on my way to drop off a book from Verr Goldet.”

“I see,” he rubbed his chin, glancing up the hill before looking down at you, “What about your travel companion?”

“Travel companion ...?” Confused, you looked back only to realize what he meant, “Oh, Xiao?” He nodded, “He wanted to walk me back to the city. He’s never really done that before but I didn’t want to press him, ya’ know.”

“I see,” he repeated. After a moment of contemplation, his lips turned up into a smile, eyes glittering in the swaying lights. “It is unlike him to take an interest in the going on of humans. I am pleased to see him warming up to someone such as yourself.”

“O-Oh, well I don’t think I’m all that special,” you played it off, your hand waving in front of your face. “He’s just being nice ...” your mask began to fade as the words fell from your mouth, “ ... just nice ...” You could feel Zhongli’s eyes on you so you quickly snapped back, “Sorry, Zhongli. I need to get to the book-house before it closes.” You bowed quickly before rushing off further into the city.

Zhongli was astute so there was no way he didn’t notice how deflated you became. You’d never admit it to him, hell, you hardly admitted to yourself. Why would you? It was much safer to leave those desires of your heart in silence than let them be shared and destroyed in a matter of seconds. No, you’d keep the feelings you had in -- it was better that way.

Zhongli watched as you made your way through the bustling harbor. He could feel the sadness wafting off you like mist from crashing waves. Zhongli had lived long enough to know what love looked like in a persons eyes - or how it felt on the wind.

“Do not give up hope young-ones,” Zhongli hummed, head turning toward the small shadow on the hillside, “revelations may take their course in time. Isn’t that right, Alatus.“ The shadow faded but only after the figure it watched over disappeared from view. “Ah, fresh love,” Zhongli breathed deeply the air of evening waves with a knowing, energetic smile.

some things are better in their own time

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