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#genshinimpact fluff
electrosair · 6 months
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Jealous headcanons anemo + cryo ver.
english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes
characters: heizou + kazuha + scaramouche + venti + xiao + kaeya + wriothesley
word count: 1k
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Heizou
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
4/10 He's not really jealous over you, it's more with people who may get close to you, mostly because of the attitudes they may have towards you. It's not something he likes and he's not going to tolerate it either, but he will always do it in discreet ways.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
7/10 Whenever he sees someone start to make moves on you, he will pull subtle acts, as if teasing the person who is looking for a good time with you. He'd never let you know if you haven't noticed, doing things like putting an arm around you or throwing glances when you're not aware of him.
what is he most jealous of?
In cases where you realize it, Heizou would be annoyed if you jokingly and having warned him about what was going on, you jokingly play along with the other person. It's something he would draw the line at and stop doing after he began dating you.
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Kazuha
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
3/10 He is easygoing with everyone, so there are no exceptions with people who are looking for something with you. He wouldn't take it too bad either, he would leave it up to you unless you go to him for help, only then would he jump in.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
2/10 He prefers to leave you to your own criteria and freedom, as he himself has decided to do with his life. As long as you spend a certain amount of quality time by his side experiencing new things and places, that's enough for Kazuha.
what is he most jealous of?
It doesn't happen often, but it would be a thorn in his side if you go to places, which you discovered with him during your travels, with other friends or acquaintances of yours. He would like it to be something intimate and meaningful between the two of you.
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Scaramouche
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
10/10 Occasionally he may vent his jealousy on you, because of silly arguments or disagreements that you have, but mostly he would do it with those who are going to flirt with you. In the end he understands that it's not your fault, so gradually he tries to fix that problem.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
9/10 Most likely, he already felt this way about you even before you started dating officially. He would have behaviors like asking you to go out with him every day in the hopes that you wouldn't end up noticing someone else.
what is he most jealous of?
If you are outside and someone's attitude towards you really shocks him, he can't help it, an impulse in him would get you out of there immediately without thinking. Scaramouche's not going to tolerate that kind of stare over what he considers his own.
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Venti
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
4/10 Even when something in him goes wrong and he feels jealous, it's as if at the same time he knows that he must give you freedom to act as you want and after all, you wouldn't change him, right?
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
7/10 He likes to keep you close all day long, write songs and ballads of his beloved without the need to name names or tell the rest who exactly you are. He's not going to do that if it means that others also know who you are and will approach you, whether to ask about the archon or a simple bard.
what is he most jealous of?
One of his greatest fears is to keep losing the people he loves even though he knows that it is inevitable with the passage of time. Venti would not be able to bear that, apart from factors like this, you would be the one to voluntarily leave his side and go with someone else.
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Xiao
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
6/10 I feel that individual acts would make him feel insecure and jealous over you when you're away from his side, so he tries to always keep an eye on you so he knows where you are. That way he could be ready all the time when he needs to do something because of another person flirting with you.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
8/10 His way of expressing that you belong to him in some way or another would be with small marks made by his own teeth on your skin, in places where only he can see and no one else. That's why they are there after all, isn't it?
what is he most jealous of?
When you start spending more time and hanging out with other people, specifically a single one that he doesn't even know by sight and you get to complain to him that he's been checking you out more than usual. Xiao likes to think to himself that he's doing it for your safety.
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Kaeya
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
3/10 Even if he occasionally feels upset by people near you, he prefers to trust you enough that he won't try to do anything unless he feels it's too much and you're not doing anything to stop the situation.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
5/10 Only when he is aware that someone is making moves on you will he become more possessive. Whether it's to make you feel a little safer if you send him a look of distress, or to scare off whoever you have after you, no one is going to mess with the cavalry captain's partner.
what is he most jealous of?
It's something he enjoys taking you to bars so you can try his favorite drinks and he can see your reactions. But every time he goes away for more than three seconds and someone comes to buy you a drink Kaeya's face changes, he would come back as fast as possible to your side.
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Wriothesley
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
2/10 Just enough to throw a glance, although he would only do something directly to the person who is flirting with you if their actions escalate quickly. In those cases it would be more to defend you than for his own jealousy, he is not afraid to come to blows.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
6/10 He would like to show everyone with a minimal amount of interest that the two of you are doing well together and that you are his, whether it's by pressing you against his body or asking you to stay in his office on his busiest days.
what is he most jealous of?
Definitely some people would only approach you to do you favors and earn Wriothesley's or get closer to him in some way. He would try to keep you away from these people whenever he could, keeping you by his side whenever he saw strange behavior.
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kuromiiyuuu · 3 months
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"say it, you love me." genshin impact.
-genshin men with a shy but clingy reader.
thoma, wriothesley, and zhongli. (f)
warnings, genre. none! | fluff fluff fluff! |
notes. a request from anon, this was so fun to write. and i got carried away on the zhongli part huhu, not proofread as usual. also i wrote this in class lmfao.
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Thoma.
•this cutie pie is like those service dogs that guide you around.
•he's so caring istg, my heart just melts thinking about him talking to you whilst you just figure out the words to reply and your cheeks warming up, he'd just hit you with the, "don't be shy, baby."
•he knows your capacity when it comes to talking and holding a conversation, he knows you like the back of his hand.
•and since you're more on the shy side, he talks for you like; "oh she doesn't like that." "she's allergic to that." "y/n would love this!" it's just so sweet T•T.
•this man understands you more than anyone, you can cling on his arm if you want to and he lets you, of course he would. 
•despite your lack of confidence in talking, you still make up by your actions.
•and thoma is inloveeeee with that, he loves the fact that you'd just hug him out of no where without saying anything.
•and don't get him started by the adorable trinkets you make him! he adores every little thing you make just for him.
•this man is just the standard!
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Wriothesley.
•now, this man loves it when you're so shy around him still. despite the amount of time you already spent together, you're still shy around him.
•it melts his cold heart when he sees you try your best to communicate with him.
•and there was this time when you both got into a misunderstanding and the cryo user would scold you, and when you just looked up at him with tears in your eyes feeling sorry for what you've done, and not uttering a single word.
•it shattered his worlddd
•istg he swears now that he will never ever scold you like that again. he knows already you're in a tough spot.
•and i have this feeling that this man is a sucker for physical touch so. whenever he goes home he'd see that sweet smile of yours, running up to him, and eloping him in a hug, that's comparable to any tea in the world.
•you're just so cute in his eyes istg, the fact that he'd tease you often and you'd just look away with a blush on your cheeks, god does he want to kiss you.
•expect a lot of teasing tho, he kinda loves it when you're flustered; "why are you so beautiful?"
•and those soft moments with your boyfriend where you'd just laugh together and leaning into each other.
•and whenever he's or you are doing something you love and you both just admire each other
•god i want this.
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Zhongli.
•this man!!! give me a zhongli!!!
•he's a matured gentleman, he handles you with ease.
•he loves it when you're clinging in to him, you're just hugging him out of no where cause zhongli is the one good with words but he's not that open with physical touch.
•you on the other hand is the other way around, you'd be the one ruffling his hair, initiating to hold his hand, and you'd be the one to hug him longer than usual.
•you both are just a good couple and he doesn't want to admit it out loud but he loves the fact that you just can't seem to take your hands off of him.
•whenever walking in a crowded place you'd have your hand clinging onto the hem of his outfit or just the fabric in general just so you won't lose sight of him.
•whenever he comes home tired, he could just lay in your arms in silence and it's the best thing in the world.
•and let me tell you this, you won't believe it but trust me, zhongli is the type where whenever you lean closer in his face, his breath would just hitch.
•it was almost like a match made in heaven, zhongli never really liked loud noises and you were just the woman for him.
•your gentle touch is the only thing he ever wants in the world.
•and he'd give up everything for his shy baby.
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Thirsty brainrot. Slight breeding mentioned. Afab! Reader. Dumbification. Degradation. Car sex. Mentions of aftercare. Lmk if I missed anything. Sorry for disappearing so suddenly, I'm alive you guys 🫶
Scara who absolutely obliterates you in the car, calling you names and saying of how you're just his slut and little cum dumpster but who are you to complain when you're literally getting your brains fucked out. You can't even think straight, not a single rational thought comes into head, except for the thought of how stupidly thick dick tearing you into half n' filling you up with thick ropes of cum. It's absolutely filthy, you both were fucking insulting each other and then the next second you're fucking like dogs in heat, unbelievable, but hey, you're not complaining, and neither is he.
He's just fucking his way into you, fuck, even cum were seeping out of your pussy. He didn't give a single fuck that he was staining the seats, he can always clean them later.
The way you squeeze and clench around him, he fucking loves it, he adores it. He adores riling you up and fucking you stupid after, it's like a little cycle that he does. Just look at you, drooling and dumbed out from his harsh and deep thrusts.
You probably would be too stupid after this, too weak to even take a step out of the car but whatever, he can always just carry and coddle you to sleep.
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— drunk confessions.
kazuha x gn reader
part 1. part 2.
warnings: golden apple event spoilers(?), cursing, alcohol, fluff, slightly suggestive
“Venti, what was in that drink??”
“Err, he might’ve drunk one of my cocktails..?”
Your face felt hot as a very drunk Kazuha clung onto you, giggling randomly and cooing your name while leaning uncomfortably close to your face.
“Y/nnnn~ hic- look at meee,” he whined tugging on your shirt while turning his head to try to catch your eyes. You felt as if you were about to burst from all the affection.
“Heh, seems as if you don’t mind Kazuha’s drunk antics though,” Venti giggled, eyeing your arms wrapped around Kazuha’s waist, while he clung onto you.
“Oh my archons, Venti! Guess what?”
“What, Y/n?”
“Shut the fuck up,” you hissed, face hot with embarrassment. Your other friends giggled, as Venti feigned being hurt.
“Y/nnn~” Kazuha drawled, tracing your lips with a finger.
Fuck.
You could hear snickering coming from the others as you shot a glare at them.
“What is it?” you sighed, finally looking into Kazuha’s eyes, though you almost immediately regretted it.
His eyelids were drooped as he stared intensely at your lips, almost hungrily. Glancing up at you he giggled and puckered his lips.
“Kiss!”
Oh my archons. He’s too cute…
“Hehehe, you heard him Y/n, give the big baby a kiss!” Paimon cooed while you dug your face into Kazuha’s neck, hiding your expression from the teasing looks being sent your way.
“Kissss- hic- k-kiss,” Kazuha pouted.
“Shut up Kazu, you’re drunk,” you mumbled into his neck. You could hear your friends resuming their conversation about the island and such as you looked up again.
“Y/n…”
“What now, Kazuha?” You sighed glancing at his flushed face.
His hands cupped your warm cheeks as he leaned closer to your face, staring deep into your eyes. You gulped as he leaned dangerously closer to you.
Softly, he brushed his lips against yours, kissing you for a beautiful moment, a moment where everything and everyone froze, a moment where it was only you and Kazuha, and a moment that didn’t last long enough. Kazuha leaned back and giggled with red hues decorating his beautiful face. Fuck, you were burning up. The lingering feeling of his soft lips stayed, your hand reaching up to brush your lips tentatively, feeling the tingling of a few seconds ago.
You can’t take this anymore.
Abruptly standing up, you dragged Kazuha to the stairs, feeling him stumble beside you as ooo-ing could be heard behind you.
You led him to the balcony, opening the door and then closing it behind you, inhaling a breath of cool air. “H-hic- Y/n…?” You turned to face Kazuha, then pulled him towards you, smashing your lips together once more. Your lips tugged and melded against each other, panting and soft hums being heard from both persons.
He bit your bottom lip, tugging and rolling it softly between his teeth. Your breath hitched as your mouth opened, allowing Kazuha to slip his tongue inside. Your tongues intertwined sensually as you continued kissing each other hungrily, as if you could never get enough.
You wove your fingers through his hair, tugging and pulling at it, making Kazuha release small mewls into your mouth. Unfortunately, you had to part for air, as the two of you panted, your foreheads pressed together in a comfortable silence.
“Y/n..” He whispered, tilting your chin up, directing your gaze into his eyes. “Hm..?” You hummed.
Ah, he was too beautiful, his messy hair strewn over his shoulders, ponytail having fallen apart moments ago from your tugging. His eyes, like crimson jewels staring into your own with such emotion it could make you overheat on the spot. His lips, the soft pink lips that easily sang words of poetry, the lips that captured yours so easily, bringing you into a hopeless love filled daze.
“I love you.”
You hoped it wasn’t just the alcohol in his system making him say these things, because you just couldn’t resist whispering the confession back, letting the walls fall down, letting vulnerability slip out.
“Damn, what took y’all so long?” Xinyan wiggled her brows as you sat down, Kazuha back to clinging onto you. “Needed to get fresh air,” you said dismissively. “With Kazuha?” Lumine pointed out teasingly. “Shut up,” you flushed.
Kazuha giggled and started pressing kisses all over your neck and face. “Mine, mine, mine~” he sang in between each kiss. You grumbled, heat once again rising in your face.
“Oh??” Venti smirked at the lovesick birds, noticing the change in your demeanors.
“All of you, shut up.”
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asmo-hadez · 10 months
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Husbands <3
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shokotartitas · 5 months
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What would you two be like when you want a child?? Neuvillette x Fem!reader
Warnings: Contains some NSFW! (will be notified)
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The little melusines hug you while you caress them and Neuvilette enters...
-Oh? Well they seem like they are having fun.-
Neuvillette said as he gave you a kiss on the forehead.
-Neuvillette Y/N can be our mother?-
One of the melusinas asks while the rest nod excitedly.
-It would be logical... Wouldn't it be Y/N?-
Neuvilette said as he looked at her with some affection.
-Uhmmm... I think so! Yes, I can be hers mother, little ones!
The melusines clung tighter and then ran away happily... Leaving them alone
-Neuvi... So... You would like the idea of ​​us having a family, right?-
Y/N asked as she saw Neuvilette put his arms around her.
-Do you want to make a brother/sister for them? I don't have problems, I don't have them honey-
Neuvillette pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss, no lust for now.
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The NSFW part starts here!
You can skip it if this content bothers you, no problems ❤️‍🩹
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The Kiss got louder... Neuvillette's hands went up and down your curves, at this pace... They would do it in the office
-At this rate... I think the brother/sister for the melusines will be ready in a few... Rounds.-
Y/N blushed lightly as she snuggled into his chest.
-W-Well... It's not so bad, right?-
Neuvillette didn't say anything, he joined his lips with yours again in a passionate kiss while he slowly lowered your skirt, sitting you on his couch.
-N-Neuvi...-
You gasp as they reciprocate that soft kiss full of passion.
Neuvillette smiled when he heard your gasp as he finished lowering your skirt to leave your thong on, and inserting his fingers into it.
-Here I go, my little one-
Neuvillette said putting two fingers into the act making you moan.
-A-agh... mmm...-
You held on as he moved his fingers in circles inside your clit
-I can't imagine my cock inside that pussy of yours-
Neuvillette said, placing kisses on your neck up to your collarbone and with his other hand pulling down your blouse.
-How sweet of you...-
You said sarcastically as you continued to pant.
Neuvillette laughed softly, finishing pulling down your shirt. Luckily you were without a bra. He kissed your breasts while he continued fucking you with his fingers.
-I'm flattered princess, do you want me to fuck you with my cock, now?-
Neuvillette said leaving some marks on your breasts, waiting for your response. His pants looked tight, there was a bulge... He's obviously excited.
-I-if you like...-
Neuvillette smiled and had a sparkle of mischief in his eyes, you had never seen him so serious but sexy, so obscene that he turned you on with his words and even more so with his actions on your pussy.
He pulled down his pants revealing his cock, excited and ready to fuck you. he took his fingers out of your intimacy and he sat down, carrying you on his lap and slowly entering.
-A-ahm i-it hurts...-
You whimpered as you snuggled into his neck, his balls about to hit your cervix.
-Princess...Take it all when I cum-
Neuvillette said that last thing to start fucking you hard, your nails digging into his back, exciting More.
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You moan and moan and moan. He finally came inside you after so many thrusts, your face with tears of pleasure and him hugging you.
-Does it look like I will have one more child? Or do I have to do another round?-
-I'm dead, I can't walk anymore Neuvillette!-
You say shaking as Neuvilette picks you up, covering your body and carrying you to the bed, to their room.
...
You cleaned yourself while putting on your pajamas and Neuvillette the same.
-If it hurt... Maybe the melusinas will have a brother/sister...-
Neuvillette smiled pleased, hugging you again as he snuggled you into his chest.
-Most likely, dear.... So sleep-
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khujoor · 7 months
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NEW & EDITED. SAY YOU'RE MINE. / CHAPTERS 1-2
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wc: 2.7k+
whole plot synopsis: a loveless marriage slowly gains some unwanted feelings in the middle.
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"I hope you can understand my current commitment," Childe stated calmly, taking a sip of his coffee. He settled into his seat with an air of confidence that seemed to assert his authority over the place. With little interest in indulging in idle conversation, he added, "For all I care, you may have another romantic interest, but kindly refrain from interfering in my affairs."
His nonchalant words irked you, but you recognized that he meant no harm. "I understand," you curtly replied. "Perhaps we should limit our interactions to work-related matters? It would be wise to exercise caution, given the media's tendency to scrutinize any associations."
Just as your phone rang, you hastily excused yourself and exited the room, leaving Childe to ponder his thoughts. Despite knowing each other for a while, you'd never truly engaged in conversation. You had always seemed distant, exuding an air of superiority that both intrigued and intimidated him.
However, Childe's mind soon drifted to Lumine, his true love. She possessed all the qualities he desired in a partner – strength, intelligence, and striking beauty. Unlike others, she harbored no interest in his wealth or status; she simply wanted him. She was perfection.
Amidst his contemplation, Childe realized he knew very little about you. While your demeanor had always impressed him, he couldn't claim to know much beyond that. Since childhood, he had never made an effort to engage with you, assuming you'd dismiss him.
"My apologies, shall we continue?" You softly smiled, taking your seat across from him. "We'll need to convey deep affection for each other, even if we don't genuinely feel it. Those close to us may be aware of our situation, but the public shouldn't be."
Growing restless, Childe absentmindedly swirled his coffee cup. Pretending to be in love was uncomfortable for him, but he understood the necessity to safeguard both your reputations. He couldn't afford more negative publicity, especially with upcoming business deals.
"I understand," Childe reluctantly agreed, meeting your gaze with a hint of reluctance. "I'll do what's required, though it's not something I'm at ease with or particularly fond of."
You nodded, your eyes locking in mutual understanding. Both of you knew the task at hand, even if it wasn't your preferred course of action.
Neither of you desired this marriage. While Childe longed to marry Lumine, the choice of you over her puzzled him. Why were you considered the ideal partner, and not her?
"The engagement announcement party is tonight, so I trust you'll know how to play your part," you stated as you rose from your seat, heading towards your office.
The engagement announcement party loomed on the horizon, a grand event that would alter both your lives significantly. As you left your conversation with Childe and headed toward your office, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled within you. The weight of your impending engagement hung heavy on your shoulders, and you knew that the party would only intensify the scrutiny and expectations.
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As the evening approached, you donned a stunning gown that had been specially selected for the occasion. The dress was exquisite, fitting the role of the radiant bride-to-be perfectly. You looked at yourself in the mirror, and it was as if you were seeing a stranger. The reflection staring back at you was the embodiment of the role you were about to play, a role that had been thrust upon you without your consent.
With a heavy heart, you descended the grand staircase of your family's mansion, where the party was set to take place. The ballroom was adorned with opulent decorations, a testament to your family's status and wealth. Guests, dressed in their finest attire, mingled and sipped on champagne, awaiting the grand announcement.
You spotted Childe across the room, resplendent in a tailored suit, and you couldn't help but admire the composure he maintained despite the brewing storm of emotions within both of you. As you approached him, he turned to acknowledge your presence with a polite smile.
The elegant ballroom buzzed with anticipation as the company dinner began. You stood by your father's side, your heart fluttering with nervousness. You knew what was about to unfold, and it filled you with unease. Your father, a prominent figure in the business world, had a habit of making significant announcements at these events, and tonight was no exception.
As the guests chatted and savored their meals, your father cleared his throat, commanding the room's attention. He wore a warm smile, seemingly proud of the announcement he was about to make.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "I have some wonderful news to share with all of you tonight." The room fell into an expectant hush. "My daughter, Y/N, has found a partner who perfectly complements her."
A soft gasp rippled through the crowd, and all eyes turned to you, "And it is with great pleasure that I announce her engagement to the esteemed Childe Tartaglia," your father continued, gesturing toward Childe, who sat at a nearby table, wearing an impassive expression.
Surprised murmurs filled the room. Childe, known for his daring business ventures and adventurous spirit, wasn't the conventional choice for someone as poised and reserved as you. Attendees exchanged puzzled glances, uncertain of how to react to this unexpected revelation.
Your best friend, seated at the same table, leaned closer and whispered, "Are you sure about this, Y/N?"
You mustered a small smile. "I... I'm still figuring it out myself," you replied, not entirely dishonest.
As people discussed the engagement among themselves, some raised eyebrows, expressing doubts about the compatibility of the couple. Others found the idea of such an unexpected union intriguing.
Childe, however, remained composed, sipping his wine as if the attention didn't faze him. But those who knew him well detected a trace of unease in his eyes.
Amidst the ongoing chatter, your father raised his glass, prompting everyone to follow suit. "To the happiness of my daughter and Childe, may their love and partnership thrive in the years to come!"
The toast received polite applause, but uncertainty lingered in the air. Your mind was filled with conflicting emotions.
Throughout the evening, you put on a brave face, engaging in small talk with the guests. But your thoughts were consumed by doubts and questions about your future.
As the night drew to a close, Childe approached you with a gentle smile. "You've handled tonight admirably," he remarked, seemingly unperturbed by the skepticism around you.
"Thank you," you replied, your voice tinged with uncertainty. You noticed him glancing at his watch, a worried expression crossing his face. "Is something wrong?"
"I have to leave," Childe said, his voice tinged with regret.
You nodded, feeling a pang of sympathy for him. Despite his wealth and status, Childe didn't appear entirely content with his life. And neither did you, for that matter. But for now, you had to put on a brave face and navigate the situation.
"I understand. Take care, Childe," you said, watching him disappear into the crowd. As he departed, you couldn't help but wonder what the future held for both of you. Could you ever genuinely find happiness together, or was this all a facade for the sake of reputation and business interests?
Only time would reveal the truth. For now, you had a role to play, and you intended to play it well. Straightening your posture, you put on your most charming smile, bidding the departing guests farewell. It would be a long night, but you were determined to see it through.
As the guests gradually departed, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. The night had been tiresome, but you had managed to maintain appearances. All you wanted was to go home and unwind.
As you headed towards the exit, a hand grasped your arm. Turning around, you saw your father, his expression filled with conflict.
"I'm sorry, Y/N," he whispered, barely audible. "I know this isn't what you wanted, but it's necessary. For the sake of our families."
You gazed into his eyes, searching for sincerity. He appeared genuine, but his words deepened your unease. "I understand, Father," you replied softly. "But I can't help but feel that this isn't what I want. I don't want to be forced into a marriage for the sake of business and reputation."
He sighed, his expression softening. "I know, Y/N. I wish there were another way, but we must consider the bigger picture. Our families have much at stake, and we can't let it all crumble."
You nodded, recognizing the gravity of the situation. But that still didn't change the fact that you were being thrust into a marriage with someone you barely knew, let alone loved. It felt like a recipe for disaster.
"I'll do my best to make it work," you said, your voice tinged with resignation. "But I can't make any promises."
Your father reached out to hold your hand, squeezing it gently. "I know it's not ideal, Y/N. But I have faith in you. You're a strong and capable woman. Who knows? Perhaps love will blossom between you two."
You forced a small smile and nodded, even though the idea seemed implausible. Love was an emotion that couldn't be forced or manufactured. It either existed or it didn't.
Furthermore, you couldn't help but wonder about Childe's feelings in all of this. What were his thoughts on this arrangement? Did he have someone else he loved, just as you did?
As you both parted ways, your father with a heavy heart and you with a sense of impending uncertainty, you couldn't help but reflect on the path that had led you here.
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chapter two.
"Play with me!" You pleaded, tugging at the ginger's arm with all the earnestness a child could muster, while your light brown teddy bear dangled from your other hand.
"Get away from me!" Childe grumbled, his frustration evident as he struggled to free his sleeve from your relentless grip.
"What's the matter?" Someone inquired, approaching the two of you. It might have been a butler from Childe's family; their voice exuded a calm, soothing contrast to the high-pitched cacophony that surrounded you both.
"They won't leave me alone!" Childe lamented, half-dragging you along with him towards the newcomer.
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Childe sighed as he gazed at the plain wall ahead, wondering if your clinginess had subsided at all. You had only met once before, yet you clung to him desperately, as though afraid of being left alone.
You had always struggled with attachment issues. Your mother had abandoned you at a young age, promising to return but never fulfilling that pledge.
But Childe was unaware of your past.
"Childe," you spoke, pulling him back from his reverie. "You have to tell me if this looks good."
You both clearly lacked any affection for one another, yet you were engaged. But wasn't love something reserved for those who chose to marry? Whatever you had with Childe seemed destined to be devoid of love.
He glanced at you, unable to deny that the dress suited you perfectly.
"It's fine."
"You have to be more specific," you muttered, your frustration evident. "You need to pick a suit that complements my dress, so your opinion matters too."
You had grown up with the maids in your home regaling you with stories of weddings. You had envisioned your own day with sparkling eyes, eager to marry, to be surrounded by friends, to wear a dress that would hold cherished memories for years and potentially be passed down to your future children.
Yet, this dress held no such significance for you.
It would only serve as a reminder of the day you married him.
Perhaps Childe felt similarly? You had no way of knowing.
"It looks fine; just choose what suits you."
As the tension between you and Childe continued to mount, a employee approached, concern etched on their face. "Is everything all right, you two? Weddings should be joyful occasions."
You exchanged a quick glance with Childe before replying, "Everything's just fine, thank you. Just a minor disagreement about wedding attire."
Childe nodded in agreement, and while the engagement had been anything but a fairy tale, both of you knew that putting on a facade of happiness was the only way to appear as if you cared. 
"Whatever," you sighed, feeling a hint of frustration. You gently pressed your finger against your temple to ease the growing headache. "It seems like I misjudged your ability to help me choose a suitable dress. Have you made a decision about your suit yet or are you still undecided?"
Childe glanced up from his phone, choosing his words carefully. He took a few steps forward and studied you closely. "(Y/N), are you undressing in front of me right now?" he asked hesitantly, disgust creeping into his voice.
"Oh, please," you scoffed lightly, shaking your head. "I have more self-respect than that; I would never do something so demeaning just for someone else's sake, especially not for you." You gracefully slipped out of the dress, revealing a nude-colored leotard underneath. Carefully, you placed the dress aside and began walking around the room.
Childe followed your movements with his gaze, his eyes studying every part of your body. You couldn't help but notice his indiscreet perusal and inwardly smirked at his sudden change in demeanor, from dismissive to almost predatory. Perhaps it would be wise to keep your distance from Childe after this encounter.
"You can find your suit across the street. They're known for their quality," you said, matter-of-factly.
"Are you sending me off alone?" he asked, a hint of amusement lacing his voice.
"Of course I am. Clearly, you have no interest. Maybe you'll find a new companion for yourself," you replied nonchalantly.
Childe raised an eyebrow at your words, a small smirk forming at the corner of his lips. "And what makes you think I'm interested in companions?" he asked, stepping closer to you. His presence sent a shiver down your spine, partly from the chilly air conditioning and partly from the sudden proximity.
You turned to face him, your eyes locking with his. "Oh, I don't know," you said slowly, tracing a finger down his chest. "Perhaps because you already have feelings for someone who isn't the woman you're going to marry?" You whispered in his ear, curious to elicit a reaction.
Childe's eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across his face before being replaced by a sly grin. "Oh, so you've been paying attention to me, have you?" he teased, his hands resting on your hips as he drew you closer.
Your heart raced in your chest as you looked up at him, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously. "You mentioned it when we first met that day," you reminded him.
"Hmm?" he hummed playfully.
"You seemed uninterested in me at the time," you said, recalling the memory.
"I did, didn't I?" he agreed with a playful grin.
Childe's breath hitched, his eyes narrowing slightly. He leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to yours. "And what makes you think I love anyone?" he murmured, his voice low and husky.
"Don't underestimate me," you replied, your own voice lowering to a sultry tone. "I can see it in your eyes, the way you speak about her. It's obvious."
He chuckled softly, his lips brushing against your ear. "Well, you're quite perceptive, aren't you?" he murmured. "But who's to say I can't love more than one person?"
"I am a powerful woman, Childe. I can easily discover who this woman is and reach out to her as soon as I do," you spoke with a hint of determination, as if holding a dagger to his throat.
"And if she doesn't believe you?" he questioned.
"Fine," you paused, taking a deep breath. "She might not believe me, she might even think I'm jealous. But I always get what I want, Childe."
You didn't care about Childe's opinion of you. Whether he saw you as a spoiled brat or an attention seeker was inconsequential.
"Alright," he responded calmly, creating some space between the two of you. "I'll go."
"Great," you said, maintaining your composed demeanor.
You sighed out of relief as you watched him walk away, thankful he was finally gone. 
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TAGLIST (comment/ask): @crisdamoon @zamorazz @esthelily @duckyyyx @yuumaofc @chuuyajax @seawater-aurelia-writing
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kitsuvil · 2 months
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— open roads [picturesque/ayato smau]
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[ masterlist ] welcome to act 2 !
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— yayy we're back!! AND THINGS ARE HAPPENING OOO SPOOKY hehe🤭
— taglist; @griseoo @fangygf @boxxd @driftwoodmanor @meigalaxy @kyon-cherri @xiaossocksniffer @quacking-simp @kaitfae @imgayandshesanime @lxry-chxn @ni-ki-ismyluv @cante-lope @kookiibun @kamisatoyato
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inktailsaystuff · 3 months
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Kaveh and Alhaitham Relationship Headcanons~
Tw: none
Pre-relationship~
Alhaitham was the #1 Kavetham denier
Kaveh was aware of his feelings and just kinda moped about it
Poor man thought Alhaitham didn't like him back so he would just be all sad
Alhaitham was in denial
He didn't even realize that he had been crushing on Kaveh for the longest time
He just thought that he had grown attached
Kaveh brings Alhaitham food whenever he goes out (THIS AINT A HEADCANON THIS IS CANON AND WE ALL KNOW IT)
Alhaitham's face is on like every page of Kaveh’s sketchbook
They bicker a lot but the moment Alhaitham thinks he's genuinely hurting Kaveh he gets all apologetic and switches topics
Because Alhaitham doesn't talk to people a lot Kaveh didn't really get jealous when someone flirted with Alhaitham
BUT ALHAITHAM- 
Naur this man was so down bad without even knowing it if someone got too “close” with Kaveh he would try to one-up whoever the offending person's intelligence
Everyone but Alhaitham can see how Kaveh is desperately pining after him
No one can see Alhaitham pining after Kaveh other than Nahida 
They just think it is an L for Kaveh and many people tell him to move on
(Kaveh does not move on)
When Kaveh gets too drunk and starts getting sad Alhaitham will “rEluCtanTly” console him.
Cyno and Tighnari have a bet on who will confess first because Tighnari heard with his massive ears Alhaitham consoling Kaveh while he was blackout drunk
Eventually Nahida steps in, after watching Alhaitham read every book in the library to try and figure out what his feelings are
Alhaitham denies the claims, and Nahida just is like: You gay. 
Kaveh confesses first and has this whole rant where he's like “I know you don't feel the same way and you can kick me out of your house.” 
Alhiatham just went “I like you too.” he won at life and was having an internal party
Cue awkward staring 
Alhaitham just kinda asked if Kaveh wanted to kiss and they did 
Dendro gays are official :D
Relationship~
They have separate rooms but despite that, Kaveh likes sleeping in Alhaitham's room since he likes being close to him
Alhaitham likes having Kaveh’s presence nearby
Alhaitham actually struggles to sleep if he can't feel Kaveh’s presence nearby 
When they get into an argument Alhaitham will steal Kaveh’s keys to force Kaveh to talk to him
Despite his appearance, Alhaitham requires at least one physical contact a day with Kaveh, aka buff abs man needs a kiss to function 
Alhaitham does not want Kaveh to move out, one time Kaveh mentioned it, and Alhaitham just flat-out said you're not leaving. 
Alhaitham doesn't do much physical contact but he just likes having Kaveh near him, like as long as Kaveh is within arms reach he is happy
They will have dates where Alhiatham reads and Kaveh draws him
Alhiatham fills Kaveh’s sketchbook more than ever 
Alhaitham likes looking at the drawings Kaveh made
Kaveh constantly gets hit on by other men because of how feminine he looks and Alhaitham just kinda glares
He wont say anything to get people to back off, he’ll just glare or move closer to Kaveh
Alhaitham is so soft for Kaveh its like wild and at the same time hes the biggest jerk to Kaveh
One of their love language is bickering, 
No you can't change my mind
They will nitpick each other's tastes but never go as far as to actually hurt each other's feelings
When Kaveh cries Alhaitham just throws all his brain cells out the window, now he is just fussing over Kaveh, holding him and whispering reassurances his brain turns to mush and the only thought is to make Kaveh feel better
If anyone other than Kaveh knew about this he would kill himself he never wants this to get out
Inktail’s Dendro bonus of a wedding plan~
They both get each other rings, well Kaveh makes his for Alhaitham, and Alhaitham just buys one.
Kaveh took on like a million commissions so he could get the materials for the ring
He has an entire sketchbook dedicated to ring designs
Alhaitham just gets a simple gold ring with their names engraved (it costs more mora than the rent)
Alhaitham proposes first and after calming down a Kaveh crying from joy Alhiatham receives his ring. 
While it is somewhat bedazzled and has a pair of jewels Alhiatham still wears it since Kaveh gave it to him  
Kaveh got a green jewel that matched Alhaitham’s boob gem 
Kaveh cried at their wedding, 
Alhaitham was internally combusting at their wedding
Nahida was the officiator
Collei was the flower girl
And Scaramouche was the makeup artist
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cynosdaydream · 1 year
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Fantasia
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Diluc Ragnvinder was a busy man, but how could he forget about the one important thing? (Diluc x GN! Reader)
ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : After Dark - Mr Kitty
volυмe : ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇▉
Word count: 1.3k
Authors note: Wrote this at 12am in a deranged craving for angst!
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A relationship with Diluc was almost ideal at first, likeke the fairytales you've always heard when you were younger. The way your heart would speed up faster when he talked to you, or when you would get this inexplicable breathless feeling whenever he wrapped his arms around you.
Affection filled gazes from across the room, and the small smiles you could feel on your body when his head was buried in your shoulder.
However, as time passed, these things became more fleeting. They felt like gently-blown bubbles, beautiful but fragile. If you touched one, it would instantly burst. Just like the opportunities you would get to be affectionate with Diluc. As your relationship progressed, he slowly opened up to you, explaining why he was always out in the late hours of the night to the crack of dawn. If he trusted you enough to tell you this , then surely you should be supportive of him no matter what, right? The option to suddenly tug on his sleeve and ask him to stay was always there, but you were afraid of shattering your treasured relationship with him. After all, it's not like he was going out to party and have fun or anything.
He's doing this for the safety of Mondstat and it's people, you tell yourself, rearranging the pillows to imitate a person embracing you again. Diluc was most likely coming back late again, leaving the space on the bed next to you cold and empty once more. What you wouldn't give to card your fingers through his velvet locks one more time and cup his face with your hands, like an alluring firefly. Oh, he was so dear to you. But did Diluc feel the same way about you? Did he lose feelings for you along the way? There were so many unanswered questions lingering in the air, but you decided to let them hang there like some cruel ornament. A constant reminder of your cowardice, your inability to freely express your opinions in fear of the bitter taste of rejection on your tongue.
Clutching a pillow tighter, you shut your eyes and started to try to think about something else. Being left alone with your thoughts with out anyone to vent them too for too long was dangerous. This has happened countless times, why are you only so affected by it this time? Maybe it was a sign for you to finally confront Diluc. Should you though? Doubts flooded your mind, but you finally had enough and shut them out. By now, it was already the early hours of the morning, and you were sitting down on the couch waiting for your lover to arrive home.
You didn't have to wait much longer before you heard the heavy oak doors creak open, revealing Diluc Ragnvinder in all his Darknight Hero glory. "Oh, you're still awake? I already told you, you need not wait for me to come home." He said, propping his claymore up on the wall. Taking a deep breath, you dug your nails into your thighs and managed to confidently tell him, "I... I want to talk to you. " Caught by surprise, he nodded and took a seat beside you., prompting you to talk. Swallowing, you began, "Could you... Spend more time with me? It feels like you've been... Absent lately, and... yeah. " You chose your words carefully, not wanting to upset him lest it cause an unnecessary argument. Diluc thought it over, and suggested a dinner between just the two of you tomorrow evening. Elated by his suggestion, you agreed, and waited for him to wash up to be in his warm arms again.
By the time you woke up, the bed was empty. Typical. You didn't pay much mind to it this time though, already looking forward to the date you had this evening. The day went by in a blur for you,  doing everything with a skip in your step and your speech slightly more bubbly. Diluc, however,, spent half the day cramped up in his office , approving trades and signing papers. Before he even knew it ,  he was heading over to the Angels' share for his shift , your date completely slipping his mind. About an hour after he got there, a certain blue haired Calvary captain walked in, causing Diluc to internally sigh. What he didn't expect was Kaeya to look at him with widened eyes, as though he was surprised to see Diluc here. "What are you looking at? " "Aren't you supposed to be having dinner with ___ right now? Don't tell me they bailed on you , after how excited they were this afternoon? " That noon, you happened to meet Kaeya at the bar, and you couldn't help but telling him about the dinner you were looking forward to that day.
Diluc stopped in his tracks as if he was frozen in place. The dinner date. He forgot about the dinner date. "Ah, so I guess you really did forget. I pity ___." Not paying attention to his words, Diluc hurriedly asked Charles to cover him and rushed out of the bar faster than he ever had.
Meanwhile, you had been sitting at the dining table for two hours, food going cold. You sat down around five in the evening, not minding that Diluc wasn't there yet. After all, he was a busy man, but he wouldn't forget about this right? You were wrong. Frowning, you ate finish the now stale steak, ignoring the few sympathetic gazes from the passerby maids. "I'm sorry Adeline, but may I trouble you to clear the dishes now? " she nodded, making a move to stack the plates up. You sighed, heading back up into the bedroom and reading a book before going to sleep. You were disappointed, but you couldn't say you were that surprised. Guess you underestimated how bust Diluc was. "Bang! " a loud sound was heard, and you recognised it as the main doors. Quickly descending the stairs, you hurried to see what the commotion was. Who, or what could it possibly be? To your shock , it was Diluc. "I-i'm sorry. Please.. is there any way I can... make it up to you? " he mumbled between heavy breaths. "Slow down, 'luc. Let'sI have a seat first and when you've calmed down we can talk about this." Even though you were more than upset about the events that occurred today, you didn't want your lover collapsing in the middle of the mansion.
"My love. Please forgive me. I know this won't fix the issue, but I-it just slipped my mind. I promise this won't happen again. Please-" You placed your hands on his trembling ones. "Diluc, I'm not really happy about what happened today. I wish I held a higher priority in your life. " "no, this isn't what it's about-" you were about to interrupt but he said, " Dont leave me. I acknowledge my mistake, and I deeply repent for it. I know this won't immediately solve anything, and it won't dissipate your anger towards me, but this apology is all I can offer at the moment. "
"You fill me with inexplicable wonder. since it's human nature to lust after wonder and curiosity, I might just lose my mind if you ever leave me. my life has no purpose without you."
His words made you suck in a breath. Tugging him into a gentle embrace, you told him, "It's okay, 'luc. As long as you know where you went wrong, and promise to never do this again, that's enough for me. Although I would appreciate it if you didn't leave me hanging for two hours straight though. "
You noticed that after this incident, your boyfriend started leaving the estate later and returning earlier. He also regularly scheduled various dates with you often, and made sure he remembered every single one.
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lixern · 9 months
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My rivalry with you expands... with love.
• AcademicRival!Scaramouche x GN!Reader
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(ignore this whole space ill fix it later.. i wrote this on phone thats why :3)
• Scaramouche was always better than you. Grades, popularity, getting others hearts! But.. he's also trying to compete with the beating of his own heart.
(song; Me and your Mama, Childish Gambino.)
Scaramouche has always been just- so annoying. He was always with you, same school and everything. You would've transferred, really, but you already had such a good reputation in this school- how could you leave your whole school life behind? 1st place in everything.. God no you wouldn't leave that behind, but you sure did know that Scaramouche stole that title, and a part of your heart.
You hated him with a passion, you really did. You hated how his cocky personality always shot at you when you looked at your report card or.. anything that resembled your grades! Scaramouche would pull out his, then show you how much of a higher score he got. Ugh, he was on your nerves.
But then the finals were coming up, oh finally! The next grade will come after summer vacation- hopefully Scaramouche has transferred by the time it arrives.. but wait, surely you need to beat him before the school year ends right?
"Class dismissed, I wish you all good luck."
The teacher said once the bell rung, right after they finished announcing the topic for each subject to be reviewed. You turned your head to a certain direction afterward- Scaramouche, with his cocky smirk. His annoying face made you have a mental block, how were you supposed to beat him?!
You grabbed your things and got up, leaving for the door. You just wanted to go home after this God forsaken day, but then suddenly, you felt a strong hand on your wrist.
"God, Scara. Just let me go home."
You spat out, hissing at the pretty boy. You didn't even look at him, but you knew his signature smirk was plastered on his face. You wanted to punch him so bad, but it was hopeless. If you punched him- the teacher would send you to detention, not him.
"Oh, how cute. It's so funny how your pretty little head thinks I'm letting you go."
Scaramouche countered, before letting his guard down by a tiny bit- silently gasping at how you flicked his hand away from your wrist. He groaned sarcastically, before pushing you out of the doors way. He made his way out of the classroom, making a peace sign before vanishing out of your sight.
You look back to see the teacher looking at you not so passively.. after the incident. You wish them a goodbye, embarassingly walking out the door after. You closed it gently, making your way to your locker after.
You walked slowly, just thinking about how you could possibly study harder- and how that teacher witnessed all of that silent bickering with Scaramouche.. Everything was so embarassing today.
But oh well, you thought, opening your locker once you got there, grabbing your books and whatnott, putting it in your backpack. You then close the locker door, to reveal a sly Scaramouche standing behind you.
"What do you want?"
You almost growl at him, groaning at how tired you were already. You wanted him to go away, you wanted him to just crumble on the spot. But yet he couldn't- he just wouldn't.
"Can I not interact with the person who deserves to talk to me? After all, you are in my league."
Scaramouche replies- treating you like your worthy to even breath the same air as him. It annoyed you, really. Why did he have to bully you and not anyone else?
"Just, go away."
You argue, not even glancing at him before walking away. This time, no hands land on your wrist. Huh.. unusual of him to do that. You brush it off anyway, glad that he left you alone.
Time passed, your already home. Up in your room and done with all of your chores. You brought out your books to study for each and every one of your subjects, but today, you chose to study for the hardest subject of all. Well, hardest for you atleast.
So you study and study and study... soaking up all the knowledge. Normally you wouldn't study this hard since getting scores higher than everyone but Scaramouche was easy, but.. you needed to beat Scaramouche, so, I guess you'd be studying all night.
You studied till you fell asleep, the cycle repeating each day and night. You thought about Scaramouche the whole time, how you hated him so much. But wait.. why would you think about him so much-? Why did your heart beat so much?
Come to think of it.. every time his skin touched yours- your heart starts to beat so fast.. wait- no! You can't love your enemy!
Or that's what you thought.
Ah.. finals week was up. You studied hard for this. Scaramouche was staring at you, you noticed once you took a flew peeks at him. You then looked in front to see the teacher handing out papers- I guess it started already.
The same thing happened all over again for the rest of the week, your tests would get handed out, then you'd start answering. But you noticed.. Scaramouche would look at you once in awhile. Was he cheating? No.. you were too far apart for Scaramouche to see your paper, even with 20/20 vision.
Each after exam Scaramouche would do something to make you crazy, surely bringing you down. Well, not really sabotage you or anything. He just.. seemed much more touchy.
So this all repeated, till your grades were handed out.
"Hey, lovely. Guess what happened for once."
You tilt your head at Scaramouche, lovely huh..? Wait! Now's not the time to be getting all flustered-!
"What is it, Scara. You beat me again? Just as I've thought."
You said sarcastically, paining a bit slowly that you couldn't atleast be first place for one more time. Till.. wait, what's that loving look he's giving you?
"Actually, no."
He said, slamming his paper on your desk. You slowly examined each number, wait.. you finally beat him? No, no you can't believe it.
"Hah, nice tricks pretty boy. But, I know someone made a mistake on your card."
You said, smirking up at him. Everything was a facade, you just wanted to go home now. But wait- maybe you were being delusional? You didn't know.
So you walked out again, repeating the same thing as last week. To the locker you went, but this time.. you didn't make it to your locker.
The sound of footsteps behind you scared you a bit, as it was a secluded area in that part of the school. Well, almost everyone rushed out after getting their grades after all.
Slam! You heard, before feeling a familliar hand on your back. You turned around, seeing a lovestruck Scaramouche staring at you, pinning you to the wall.
"Wh.. Archons, what are you doing!?"
You said out of instinct, it was a reaction. Scaramouche looked so serious, it was kind of funny. But what made it not so funny, is that you were inbetween his arms right now! You couldn't get out- you just couldn't.. the moment had you frozen!
"Listen, you've been like a fly to me the whole year. You just keep popping out of nowhere in my mind and I can't seem to get you away."
You listen to what he had to say, it was kind of hard to not listen anyway. But then- you heard something the just made your mind blow away.
He took hold of your chin, making your already red face look at him. Before he said;
"I hate to say that I love you."
Oh God, both him and you couldn't just handle everything. So that's why everyone in class started shipping you both? The tension, seriously? What a stupid reason.
That actually came true.
"Well god, I hate you. I hate how you make my heart beat faster than anything."
He followed, before pulling you in a harsh kiss. Wow.. mr goody two shoes breaking the school rules for once. Your eyes fell open, but then closed once you got used to the feeling. Your hands suddenly flew to his
face, pulling him in closer. Till- he pulled away.
"Was that a yes? Because I had to sacrifice my perfect streak for just you."
He then teased, you suddenly seemed cutely annoyed at what he said.
"Shut up."
You reply, before kissing him again.
I guess you'd spend summer vacation with him instead.
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electrosair · 6 months
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Genshin Mens you pick :) with a Hyper S/o?
english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes
characters: every single genshin men i write for-
there's another one with a s/o that I interpreted somewhat similar to this one here (with Kazuha, Scara and Xiao) if you want to check it out!
word count: 0.2k
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He would be like a personal reminder for everything you ask of him, if you have to do anything and you get too distracted, he reminds you, if it's late and you still can't get to sleep, he tells you to go to bed. Although he usually likes to see you just being yourself without any limitations at all, the fact that he can be around you all day long is a complement.
alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, neuvillette, tighnari, wriothesley, zhongli
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He would do everything he could to help you calm down when you needed it, whether it was practicing relaxation exercises, making you some warm drink like tea or soup, or handing you things to keep your hands moving. And if it's his hand that you fidget with to entertain yourself he'll feel even better.
childe, cyno, gorou, kaveh, kazuha, lyney, thoma
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His favorite time of the day is when you spend hours talking to him about subjects you are interested in and nothing can make you stop paying attention to your words. He would take the opportunity to admire you while you are completely in your world without noticing him looking at you with eyes of what we could call in love.
albedo, diluc, heizou, itto, kaeya, scaramouche, venti, xiao
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officallunar · 7 months
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Explosive Laughter in Fontaine
Summary: So we all have that one friend who have that funny laughter,and in this story it happens to be you. Ok— so like those “demonic” laughter of yours that probably just means funny laughters (I think). What I mean is that when you laugh Infront of Neuvillette and Wriothesley (Wrio-the-slay). Sometimes,they will find themselves chuckling along.
Characters: Neuvillette ,Wriothesley x reader
Warning: grammar/vocab mistakes
AUGHH THEY ARE SOO—
(A very short fanfic I wrote before studying,fanfic under the cut!)
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Neuvillette :
Now, let me tell you about Neuvillette, the Iudex of Fontaine and the Hydro Sovereign. He's all about rules and formality, so when he heard your "demonic" laughter, he was baffled at first.
With his striking white hair and those piercing blue eyes, Neuvillette finally cracked a smile. "It appears I may have underestimated the power of laughter," he admitted.
In the midst of Fontaine's intricacies,your "demonic" laughter became the soundtrack to your adventures. Neuvillette and you, an unlikely duo, embarked on a journey where laughter transcended the boundaries of rules and formality.Both of you created your own brand of comedy, proving that sometimes, even the most serious of figures can find joy in the most unexpected places.
(He is so cute I can’t)
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Wriothesley:
honestly, it's just the kind of laugh that makes even the most serious situations downright hilarious. Picture this: you found yourself in Fontaine, facing the imposing Fortress of Meropide. For god knows what reason. A fortress known for its stern Administrator, Wriothesley.
As you ventured deeper into the fortress,you found yourself Infront of him,for some questionable reasons,you started laughing though he was clad in his usual dark blue jacket, looking as stern as ever.
Wriothesley turned to you with a measured gaze. "What’s so funny,hm? Need a cup of tea to calm down?” (I don’t know him well so I’m so sorry)
You couldn't help but burst into laughter at the absurdity of it all.Your laughter, the kind that's more contagious than a yawn, soon had even Wriothesley chuckling.Y’all shared a moment of unexpected mirth amidst the seriousness of the fortress, proving that sometimes, laughter truly is the best way to break down the walls of formality.
(Some people just look at you who was laughing like crazy for no reason but we don’t need to care about that🧑‍🦲.Well atleast not now)
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NEUVILLETTE DIDN’T COME HOME 😭😭
By the way,this app is the only place I would post fanfic !
Sigh..I got hit by a ball during football and I feel like I lost half my braincells 😭Anyways goodbye, tartar 🦜!!To be honest,all my fanfics are gonna be fluff/angst because I would start cringing if I write smut. (I’m still a boomer in writing a fanfic and using what tumblr provides,how do yall make it so aesthetic)
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"I miss writing." You muttered, looking at your laptop that's resting on your desk. God, you wanted to write so bad, but you don't feel like it either. Whenever you sat down and— get ready to write, nothing comes in mind. It's like whenever you decide to write, your thoughts simply just dissolves and disappears like air.
You groaned in frustration as you struggled to come up with a single idea. None pops up. You don't feel the motivation, it doesn't feel the same. You feel exhausted just by taking a seat in your chair. Unbelievable, right?
"Why don't you just write then?" A voice from behind brings you back to Earth, a familiar voice that always sends butterflies into your stomach. You turned to look at the man, eyes staring directly back at his own. God, you sometimes forget how handsome this man could be.
"What do you know? I can't just write without a plot!" You utter, clicking your tongue in annoyance. Really, you can't. It just doesn't feel right. Without plot, how are your readers going to understand your writings?
Ah, stupid question.
They wouldn't understand without an explanation of what's going on, obviously.
"You think too much. Probably why your brain is all fried."
His words made you groan in response. He's can be such a sarcastic bitch, but he wasn't wrong. You probably overthink too much. Like your followers, requests, studies and how people think of you. Pathetic, really.
"You're right, I guess."
"You guess?" He asks, raising brow. Internally, the way he's looking at you is making you sigh dreamily. "Let me help. I'm not as skilled as you, but I might as well spare ideas." He continues as a sly smirk grows on his lips.
"wait. WAIT. WHAT'S WITH THAT SMIRK ON YOUR FACE?!"
—— SCARAMOUCHE, KAEYA, WRIOTHESLEY, cyno, kaveh, CHILDE, ayato, SAMPO, jing yuan + ANY OF YOUR FAVES 🫶
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Continue the end with your imagination 🤭
I tried, and decided to end it here. I haven't written in such a long time, sad really. Thank you for my friend for lending me her laptop to use. Mine was accidentally spilled with coffee (sadly). Accidents happen though. It's fine. Hopefully I can get back writing more <3
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curves ┊ kazuha
PAIRING ┊ kazuha x chubbyfem!reader GENRE ┊ fluff, smut. WC ┊ 1.5k+ WARNINGS ┊ very insecure reader , praise , not proof-read , fingering , pussy eating , lowercase intended!! SYNOPSIS ┊ kazuha, your well long known friend, always complimenting you and telling you sweet endearing's to soothe out your insecurities, if you saw him thru his eyes you wouldnt be anymore, but you can never see that! so guess he would have to show you another way. A/N ┊ written by kam , hope you guys enjoy ! dont rlly see much genshin chubby intended reader so this one makes me feel good!
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"you’re absolutely gorgeous, y/n," kazuha's soft voice whispered, accompanied by his sweet smile. it always felt like his voice was coated with honey whenever he spoke. you sighed, unsure why you were still friends with kazuha considering your appearance. You weren't the most attractive person, and you carried a bit more weight than others. "ah, thank you, kazu," you responded with a small chuckle. compliments were rare for you, so you never quite knew how to accept them.
"if you could see yourself through my eyes, you wouldn't have to worry about a thing." kazuha's hand, previously resting on his cheek, now gently lifted your chin, making you meet his intense gaze. kazuha was always flirtatious and demonstrated gestures that were...a little more affectionate. but you took it as him being his usual flirty self. after all, girls were constantly fawning over him, and you assumed he wouldn't be interested in someone like you. though, you couldn't deny that he was quite the catch – his soft platinum blonde hair, his red eyes with a yellow hue, his handsome face. everything about him seemed perfect, the ideal type.
you let out another sigh. "kazu, if you keep doing this, people will start thinking we're dating–“ before you could finish your sentence, he interrupted you, his finger gently pressing against your lips, urging you to be silent. "i wouldn't mind if that were to happen, love..."
kazuha's words sent a shiver down your spine, causing your heart to flutter. his voice seemed to wrap around you like a warm embrace. but you still couldn't shake off your self-doubts and insecurities. "kazu, you don't understand... i’m not like those girls who are always around you. i don't have striking features or a perfect figure. i’m just... me."
a soft smile played on kazuha’s lips as he leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against your cheek. "y/n, don't you see? your beauty lies in your uniqueness. your curves, your gentle heart, your quiet demeanor – they make you who you are, and it's absolutely breathtaking." his words resonated deeply within you, gently tugging at the insecurities you held within.
"but kazu," you whispered, your voice barely audible, "you could have anyone you want. why would you be interested in someone like me?"
kazuha gently cupped your face, his thumb caressing your cheek. "love, you underestimate yourself. you may not believe it, but you've captured my heart in ways that no one else can. your kind nature, your infectious laughter, the way you make me feel at ease... it’s all so enchanting." his confession left you speechless. the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in this moment. kazuha’s words resonated deep within your heart, tugging at the threads of doubt that had held you captive for far too long.
"y/n, I want you to see yourself the way I see you," kazuha continued, his voice filled with unwavering sincerity. "let me show you that beauty is not defined by societal standards. let me show you that your curves are nothing short of stunning. allow me to be the one to remind you, every day, just how extraordinary you are."
"but...wouldnt you prefer someone who was more slimmer than me..? im plump in most places and i dont like it.." adjusting your shirt slightly, ensuring a comfortable fit while trying to not show much of your plump body. "my dearest, cant you see? it just makes more of you, it multiplies the beauty that you have, your appearance not only catches the eye, but your heart is also what mesmerizes me. it was that soulful essence of yours that captivated my heart from the start. so please, my love, let me be the one to cherish and adore you, to show you that you are stunning in every conceivable way."
kazu leaned closer to you, caressing your chubby cheeks and giving a cheeky smile as he went in closer. your bottoms lip now in contact with each others. he eyed those lips of yours before looking up at your eyes. "may i?" asking for permission, as your eyes fluttered and you quietly respond back with a meek 'yes'. and there he moved a strand of hair behind your ear, before planting his sweet rosy lips on yours. indulging in a passionate kiss.
in that tender moment, everything faded away, as your lips met. it was as if the universe has unite your souls, creating ethereal oneness that was beyond anything. it was just you and kazu, embracing of love in this lingering kiss. your first ever kiss, was shared with the one and only kazuha kaedehara, the boy who has girls fawning over him left to right? yeah it wasnt a dream.
kazu pulled out of the kiss, both of the individuals trying to catch up with their breaths now. "love, i am asking for permission, if you would allow me to initiate into an act of intimacy with you. if my words arent convincing as much, then i shall show with actions." his hands trailed to your cheek to your waist. caressing the soft plush down there. "i...alright then." you shyly looked here and there, just anywhere that werent his eyes, you were too embarrassed to look at him. until his fingers grabbed your chin with a firm grip, making you gaze up at him.
"my eyes are here love, now tell me. would you allow me?" silence filled the room before you sighed, having the courage to say it to his face now. "yes...i allow you kazu."
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"love its alright...you dont have to be so afraid to show that beautiful body of yours." kazu rubbed small circles on your back trying to soothe out you anxiousness. "but..im...youll be disgusted. you probably wouldnt like me anymore after seeing my body." your hands laid on your lap, playing with your fingers out of awkwardness. "love, how about we do this together...? we can take it off the same time." kazu reassured, trying to help things out.
"i guess thats alright..." you sighed, before taking a couple minutes to yourself, then nodding at kazu to signal you were ready. kazu smiled and you both slowly started taking off the piece of armor that was blocking each others bare body. taking pieces bit by bit, it sure had you embarrassed. "my love, your body is absolutely stunning. i want to kiss every single part of it." kazu pulled you onto his lap, embracing you tightly as he started kissing certain body parts of yours.
"ah kazu...arent i heavy..?" "youre never too heavy for me love. now please, lie back, i want to show you just how much im crazy for you." kazu carefully laid you back, not even noticing he was admiring your body for a bit too long. to which made you cover you body with your arms.
"youre staring..." kazu let out a soft chuckle, "love i was just admiring how beautiful your body was. do not worry." he finishes with a finger laced on your folds, rubbing up and down, collecting the slick on his fingers, the feeling of his fingers in contact with your heat had made you wince.
"relax dear. this will only feel good." he says before pushing a single digit in your hole, and there your whole body shuddered. "a-ah.." you whined out, covering your mouth with your hand, not until kazus other hand grabbed your wrist to pull your hand away. "love, i want to hear your pretty moans, okay?" you face heats up, as you gave in, gripping on to the bed sheets instead, to withstand the pleasure kazu was giving you.
slowly, kazu was thrusting his fingers in and out, curving when he was fully in. hitting the sensitive spots. "mmgh-!" you moaned out and kazu was loving your little noises. but your body tensed up when you felt a breath shudder to your clit. "kazu...?" you lift up your head, only to see kazus face right in front of your heat. "just let me do all the work love." those were his final words before his mouth laid on your clit, and it had you in a trance. his tongue circling around the sensitive bud had you spiraling in pleasure.
the way your thick squishy thighs would squeeze his head had him head over heels, hearts in his eyes even. loving the way you squirm to his touch, the way he knew loud and clear he was the one making you scream his name. "k-kazu-! mmgh-!" you hips would buck into his face from the pleasure. the stimulation was something you weren't so used to and it just had you into a stuttering mess.
"let it all out...im here love..scream out my name." he would mutter out before inserting his tongue inside of your hole, and that made you lose it...squirting on the spot. there kazu would lap up your juices and drink...it had you gasping for air, your chest heaving up and down.
"love, you taste amazing.." he would bring his face to yours before kissing your cheek then trailing down to your neck. "you drank it...that's embarrassing..." you whined and kazu would shake his head. "you taste delightful dear...id go again if you'd like." he goes back giving kisses on your neck while his thumb travels to your clit, rubbing small circles which overstimulates you due to your previous orgasm.
"cmon dear...i just want to show you how beautiful you can just be..."
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hi there mod diluc! can i request a drabble/oneshot with diluc x fem (or gn) reader where the reader is insecure about their looks and feels like they're not good enough for him? kinda like a fluffy hurt/comfort? :)
Awe! Hey there, lovelyluc! Ofc I can do this, it was a nice breather from all the angst and smut that I have just brewing away behind closed doors, lmao!!! I hope this was to your liking! Sorry for keeping you waiting just really busy with personal things right now!! - Mod Diluc
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Time and Time Again.
Diluc x Reader / Fluff-Comfort
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Why does he like you.
It wasn't a question anymore. It was a demand you really wished to have the answer to.
Your fingers tapped incessantly against the oak tabletop surface you stood beside, your hand tightly wrapped around a wine glass, the flavoured liquid swirling inside fervently as your wrist rolled in circular motions. Your actions oozed with clear impatience and frustration; to what, however, was something only you were privy to right now.
You squinted your eyes and flared your nostrils as you bought the glass to your lips, taking a hearty swig of the beverage before returning back to your prior actions. Your mind continued to race with the 'what ifs' and possible 'whys.' But it was all for nothing without concrete evidence, theorising and speculation was never your strong suit. So you sighed out in exasperation, wishing to admit defeat, but the gnawing voice of no reason in the back of your head wasn't going to allow it.
You audibly groaned out now and rolled your eyes, your hand leaving the tables surface to rub against the side of your face. Your stubbornness was certainly going to be your ruin, so many questions to ask him, but no courage to voice them. Him being, of course, Diluc Ragnvindr; Mondstadt's biggest tycoon of the wine industry, the most wealthy soul and most eligible bachelor, well all of them were true except the last one now.
But that was the problem right now, wasn't it? He is supposed to be no longer eligible to single women out there, no longer a bachelor. For he is with you, happily, of course... right?
You took another deep swig of your wine after the realisation that he may not actually be happy with you. Maybe he married you only for convenience? Oh, Archons... what if he didn't like you at all?! What if you were just an easy option because he already knew you, a familiar face that could solve his problems?
Your eyes widened as the heaviness of it all began to sink your mind and heart into a pitiful state of despair and worry. He did always seem distant, didn't he? ... somewhat aloof to your gestures of affection and tenderness. Your glass is now empty and so placed on the table while you traverse the short distance to the storage cabinet stowed at the corner of the spacious and luxurious living room.
As you subconsciously manoeuvre around and fetch yourself another bottle of high-priced wine, your thoughts continue to swirl inside; he only ever shows for dinner and special occasions that require his presence with you, as if it was all just another task... another tedious duty... as if you... was just another mundane necessity.
Pop!
You blink rapidly as the sound of uncorking the bottle brings you back, and you don't even remember grabbing the extra strong alcoholic beverage as you watch the deep red liquid pour into your emptied wine-glass-now full. The unsteady wavering of the smooth contents locking your gaze in a sudden hypnotic power, watching as it rises and sinks left and right, till finally settling once the liquid no longer pours inside, steady, still, unmoving.
Much like your romantic life.
You whined to yourself pathetically as you placed the bottle down and swiftly lifted the glass back up to meet your dried lips and suddenly dried throat, swallowing more of the numbing buzz that slowly clouds you more into intoxicated cushioning. This was childish and certainly unhelpful. You knew that much, but what else could you do?
Nervously, you bit at your nail on your free hand unoccupied with keeping a steady hold on your glass, a nasty habit you obtained as a child when the nerves of failing in your parents eyes plagued your every waking moment, when things seemed to look bleak and wasn't going your way or in anyway that had been intended. And much like back then, that same dreaded feeling began to overwhelm you now. What if you're unattractive? What if your ordinary self is too plain for that level of extraordinary that Master Diluc so clearly was?
You never made mighty or outstanding achievements in your past. You never conjured up to much of anything worthy of note, let alone history defining. Your biggest crowned achievement was this, right now, your life, married in unison with Diluc Ragnvindr. It was something that made you brim with pride and unbridled love and happiness, your faint smile was fleeting as you reminisced on those sweet memories, before the darkness swept back over and left you alone with the mere thought of; happiness for you, sorrow for him.
The grip on your glass grew increasingly tighter, your knuckles whitening under the pressure, and your eyes also began to shine with a glossiness to them, tears threatening to spill. Was your true love only true to your heart? And not a shared experience with the man you'd held so dearly? You meekly rubbed the spilling tears from your cheek as some managed to escape you and drop onto the wooden surface you stood beside.
Click.
The door...
"Y/N?"
That voice...
No, no, no, not right now, he can not see me right now, not like this... no!
It was the very man you'd spent the best part of an hour stressing and crying over, his voice laced with concern as you heard the footsteps grow nearer and louder as he approached you from behind. You hated this! How was he so skilled at being so silent, only knowing he's nearby when it's far too late.
"O-oh, hello dear, I didn't hear you approaching." You tried to feign softness in your voice to hide the wavering tone behind it. You dared not to glimpse behind either. You feared seeing him right now. Eye to eye will only unleash the gates you're desperately holding under lock an key. So you remained faced stiffly toward the table and away from his heavy stare; "Naturally," he replied in that suave voice he naturally holds, "how else am I to keep my beloved on her toes?" He finishes with a soft chuckle.
Your heart aches, a smile forming ever so slightly on your now reddened face, your eyes still glossy and your cheeks somewhat shiny from the few tears prior. He jokes with you... would a man who loves you really care to entertain you? Your hand placed absentmindedly against your chest as you pondered: Diluc would, regardless, because he's always been a charming gentleman. To any an all. It did little to soothe your worry as much as it instead led you to admire him more, which resulted in your self resentment to blossom hotter.
"Y/N, you seem troubled, speak to me." He pleaded, though it sounded more of a demand. You were used to his stoic voice in most cases, that's why those odd times he did crack a joke or shoot a flirty line to you it caught you off guard and never failed to fluster you.
Suddenly, you felt his warmth press against you from behind, his arms slowly snaking around your waist to pull you more into him. His forehead resting gently on the base of your neck where your hair lay neatly braided, his eyes closed unbeknownst to you, of course. His body shifting ever so slightly to press tighter against you.
There was a thick awkwardness of dead silence after his request however, your mouth parted, but no words left you. You were losing yourself in your self worry, your self-hatred, all of it, and you closed your eyes to still your nerves that bubbled under the surface, threatening to erupt. He held you so lovingly, caressed you with earnest intent, showed concern, these are all acts a lover would surely portray to their beloved, in yet... something in your mind wouldn't rest, wouldn't leave well enough alone, and unfortunately, it took hold of your reason entirely and began to control your words.
"Do you love me Master Diluc?" You questioned.
"Master?" He questioned back. His eyebrows lifted ever so slightly in a quizzical expression as well as slight shock. You hadn't called him that title since the last day you served him or his family as a maid, since the day he proposed to you...
"Do you?" Your head instinctively began to turn, the itching desire to look the man in his eyes, in yet you froze, halted your actions and remained faced forward, eyes glaring down at your hands pressed against the tabletop, your focus locked onto the beautiful crystal smelted wedding ring the red head behind you had so gently slid onto your finger that faithful day.
"Y/N, of course I do. What is this?" His voice grew more stern now, stricter and laced with demanding expectancy. His grip on you began to loosen ever so slightly. The feeling of his grip softening only served to sting your heart harder. Could he not stand to you hold in an embrace for that long? Of course he couldn't, why would he want to? You're nothing.
You sniffed in sharply, a frail attempt to steady your racing heart that thumped aggressively in your chest, the blood rushing around and drowning your ears in white noise. You swallowed down the lump that had at some point lodged itself into your throat, a shaky breath exhaled past your lips.
"Y/N." He sounded annoyed...
"Why?" Your voice meekly replied back.
"Why what?" He sighed out, annoyed you'd answered his question with another question, yet still continued to humour you.
"Why do you love me?... no... how can you?" You spoke softly, it sounded as if it was meant only for you to hear, but with him pressed against you, his chin now digging into your shoulder softly and nuzzling against you, he was sure to hear it as well, and hear it he did.
"Why do you speak like this? Has something happened?" He began to deflect your questions now, the lack of a true answer doing nothing to calm your impending outrage.
"Yes, something did happen." You spoke clearly now.
"What." He was no longer asking.
"I've come to realise the truth." You replied, he pressed against you harder, only to glance down to see the two empty bottles of wine, and the currently opened high percentage one, your wine glass beside your hand that was clenched and whitening moreso.
He let out a defeated sigh before pulling away from you, the cold surrounded you like an unforgiving villain.
"You've been drinking." He stated factually.
"And what of it?" You retorted with somewhat aggression.
"You don't realise the nonsense you're saying to me right now." He argued flatly. His distate toward alcohol was known well to you, but it never deterred you from enjoying it from time to time, or using it as a way to lessen the burden of realising you're in a loveless marriage with a man far too out of your league.
"It is not nonsense. And stop assuming I am drunk." You growled, still not daring to face him.
He crossed his arms now, the somewhat screech of his clothes echoing out while tightening on him as his arms flexed in his ruby red long coat.
"You'd be inhumane to not be drunk after consuming so much of that wine, Y/N, specially from my self made bottles." He groaned out like a disappointed father.
You breathed in deeply and decided fuck it, turning round to face him now, you wish you hadn't though...
His crimson eyes instantly captured you into a sudden lock you were too weak willed to break from, his anger mixing with concern clearly painted over his face also hurt you, maybe you had been acting irrationally... but... but no, you wasn't, you are not drunk, certainly not, and you know what you're saying is true.
"I am inhumane though aren't I, Master Diluc?" You narrowed your eyes to which he squinted back, his hand coming out open palmed in a gesture to explain, "and how in all of Teyvat did you summon this ridiculous statement?" He questioned.
"I am nothing more than a maid... it's all I've ever been... all I'll ever be..." Your lip trembled, your resolve dissappeared faster then your prior glasses of wine did when you was downing them oh so ungracious like.
You hadn't realised at that point the way Diluc's angered expression softened almost instantly, his strict demeanour breaking in record time and replaced with one of hurt and confusion, how could you have noticed? Your eyes were looking down at your hands, at your ring.
"I... I don't deserve a man like you, I was stupid to ever think I deserved more in life. I don't deserve to love you, a man so beautiful, so fierce and charming, so talented... a man... whom I was meant to only serve..." Your eyes began to fill with tears, this time the alcohol had numbed your senses of it all and so they fell freely, dropping into the delicately woven carpet beneath your heels, the very heels that Diluc gifted to you for your birthday only four weeks ago.
Your lip trembled harder, your voice lost to your grieving, "you should be married to a woman of higher stature, dignified purpose, like... like the acting grand master Jean, or Eula Lawrence, a woman of nobility to match yours... not a commoner with nothing to her name! N-not a shabby maid whose only purpose was to clean dishes and mop floo-!" You were suddenly silenced.
Your eyes widened, the tears halting in your glossy stare, blurred ever so slightly, but the feel of his lips were always decipherable, the tender movement of his guiding lips on yours well known, his gentle tongue caressing your own into a joint dance of the wet muscles inside both of yours mouths. He pressed against you softly, your hands flatly pressing against the table behind you now, the need to feel grounded to avoid falling.
Your eyes closed as you slipped into the blissful embrace of your lovers passionate and somewhat desperate kiss, he was a man of little words, he didn't know how to soothe a troubled person let alone his suffering lover, but he hated seeing you this way, detested hearing your words, those lies, all of it wrong. He didn't know how to make you see this except to embrace you, something he's now realised while engulfed in all that is your womanly beauty, he's done very little of, definitely not enough of.
Only when the burning need for air gripped you both in your lungs did he finally pull away.
Panting softly, his hands now pressing either side your smaller frame, keeping you trapped against the table, his red hair up in his signature high ponytail, yet a few strands now come loose and frame his beautifully sculpted face. His eyes deepening its glare into you.
"Y/N. Please stop." His voice sounded so frail now, so hurt and your flustered self suddenly felt ashamed.
"That isn't true... none of it, and you know it." His eyes trail down your body slowly, shamefully eyeing you, he made it clear he was attracted to you in the way his eyes hunger and lust along your frame, only to come back to a stand off with your own glossy ones.
"You may have been a maid before that much is true, but that doesn't define you, it never did. I love you, for you, I would not have gone through such hassle to learn from my broth..." his voice cut short suddenly and died in his throat, the pained expression on his face making you fully understand who he was suddenly remembering, "...Kaeya, when I was younger, how to win your hand in marriage and gain your love, now would I?" He questioned, his head tilting slightly as he did so.
He held valid reason there... even your cloudy and intoxicated brain couldn't rebute that fact...
"I..." Your voice couldn't come out, you was too overwhelmed.
"Eula is an astranged acquaintance, to whom I keep at friendly and polite distance, for the mere sake of nobility respect, and Jean is a very close friend of mine Y/N, and yes, I love her dearly." Your eyes began to drop down, the jealousy already threatening to consume you once more, but his strong finger and thumb grip your chin softly and guide your sights back onto him, his lips close to yours, his hot breath fanning across your face. "But she isn't the one I'm in love with Y,N,"
He drops your face now and suddenly engulfs you in his warmth, the embrace soft and welcoming, hugging you tightly into him and clouding your sight in darkness now as you close your eyes and nuzzle into him helplessly.
"You are." He gently places a kiss atop your head; his hands stroking your back and another locking your head into place to keep you pressed into him lovingly so.
You couldn't help the smile that broke onto your face now, as if a weight had been lifted from you, the darkness finally beginning to dissipate within your mind, inside your heart, nothing but your burning love for him remained now. He says he's a man of few words and doesn't understand how to woo a lady, but you find it increasingly hard to believe, he certainly is a master at reassuring your drunken hazy worries.
"I am sorry Diluc, I let my doubts consume me..." You apologised softly while still nuzzled into him, and his gentle strokes, soft caresses and pliant kisses on your head let you know he forgave you, and it made you feel that somehow, he always will... because it felt that bit more safe to believe him, in his words, that Diluc Ragnvindr, the charming winery tycoon and Mondstadt's Dark Knight Hero wouldn't let you suffer alone, now, or ever.
And then suddenly, you knew for sure that your comforting thoughts of this man, this strong and fierce man, your lover, your husband, your soul mate, were all correct when you heard him mutter against your head as you began to be lulled into a gentle soothing motion; "I will remind you how much I love you Y/N, Time and Time Again."
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