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𝐼𝑠𝑒𝑘𝑎𝑖'𝑑 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑇𝑒𝑦𝑣𝑎𝑡
Part 2
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Life is strange.
You were in your world and doing godforsaken homeworks from your teachers and laying down idly while obsessing over maybe that game you started to obsess over... Then-
Now, seeing yourself in what appeared to be a godly attire in a gameworld that you barely knew wasn't on your list
Besides, how did you even come here?? You weren't actively trying to shift-
"Paimon thinks they are a bit pale..." she said while poking your arm that, surprisingly enough, didn't break or fall off during your fall. Hearing the familiar child voice of her, you widened your eyes and sat up on your hands and knees, letting out a high screech after throwing a comment.
"And Y/N can hear you, whoever you are." you groaned and they both screamed on top of their lungs much like you in fright, hugging each other thightly.
But... Why were you slapping your cheeks?
"This is insane... I didn't think those creepy and weird Isekai anime thing would happen to me!" you mumbled in deep shock, looking around yourself and seeing all the vibrant colors of Teyvat, the ones you were so used to seeing on screen...
Then came another startling thought: There were every kind of monsters, slimes, Hilichurls and even more dangerous and hard-to-kill ones.
Before you could freak out even more Aether, as the sweetheart he was, helped you, with Paimon finding something to burn to warm you up
They wondered how you were here, perhaps you also fell down like him and his sister and now were stuck? Since you looked, and still did, really horrified to find yourself here. But yet again, your looks was much different than anyone he had seen.
Shining bright eyes with sharp star shaped irises... They were mesmerizing, so alluring and so full of wonders, power as if they held the answers to all questions...
Where were you from?
But, apart from your obviously tall body, like really tall, and your star-like eyes which he found to be cute, there was another fact that stood out and made him realize how much trouble he would find himself in:
Your behaviour too which was becoming... concerning the poor boy.
Because who the fuck just kills an entire horde of elementals with just a quick flick of their... hand through sending golden waves singlehandedly with a cute smile and excited skip in their steps? Just how unhinged are you?
So, that was the first time you met the blonde who was way too pretty for a boy Aether and his cute companion Paimon, not that you didn't know them already.
" I think I will die very young, like very young..."
"Nah, you are the main character in this game. If you die, the game is over."
*Cue tripping into the lake headfirst but still managing to breathe with a thumbs up*
You just gave the biggest spoiler to anyone who would understand you but poor Aether, tho he tried to understand your words, didn't know shit about what you said.
Now, obviously, you couldn't tell them everything... That would, what, fuck with the order? The Heavenly Cosmic Rules? Whatever their names were, you really didn't want to anger anyone but also really wished to fuck with people.
Not now tho, you had to stay alive for that one.
But Aether had his own suspicions. He had been around long enough to know that he couldn't trust everyone but yet again... He needed another actual human who he could seek comfort when needed, be sure that they would have his back...
Poor, touch-starved boy ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ
And he couldn't lie: You were funny as you tried to grab Paimon and squeeze her thightly to your chest, and even managed to kill a few of the hilichurls that came out of nowhere from behind your group...
Then there was the red tint of his cheeks, when you turned to look at him excitedly( not knowing that this was what you always wanted to do) and seeked his approval as if you needed it.
I mean, you were strong and pretty, a little bit too odd and obsessed with death and never took something serious, always praised him( God knew he needed that) and patted his head, even cooking delicious food that he never heard of before...
....
Exactly what he needed in another company!
"Hey,um, since you also came from another world probably... Whose language and words I absolutely don't understand, how about we stick together? I mean, I-I wouldn't want a woman to be alone, not that you can't take care of yourself, I just saw you-" he stammered nervously, absolutely not wanting to make you uncomfortable. But as you stared at the boy with a blush as his golden eyes looked at everything but you, there was only one single thought:
Hehehe cute 。⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠。
"No problem, it would actually be amazing since I know nothing about this world!" (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)
Lie, not completely but still a lie
But come on, his stutter was cute and besides he needed to have... a human sized companion in case things got so very wrong
Whether you were the human companion or not... Well, was unknown.
The poor, still-innocent Aether was eager to know your story. Where you were from, whether you came from another world like him too, how you used that power you obviously had but you had no idea of having it in the first place...
Poor boi was just so touch-starved, and had been so lonely until he stumbled upon Paimon two months after he woke up and one month later, you.
Besides, Paimon was not affectionate in the way he wished... More like, she was an emergency food~
"For the last time, Paimon is NOT AN EMERGENCY FOOD!"
Oh how you always loved watching her get riled up so easily
You three were each other's everything from now on.
So that was how you started to have adventures while trying hard to not to die. Paimon would offer her funny thoughts while sometimes giving really useful info, Aether would often cook for all three of you until you learnt how to make most of the food known here to help him.
He was already doing a lot by protecting you and making sure that none of the hilichurls were eating you
Though soon, his protection contract you did between the two of you unofficially came to an end when an excited young scout named Amber found you three and brought you to-
"Holy shit, Monstadt is even more beautiful in real life!" you exclaimed excitedly as Amber watched you three run happily, looking at everything in astonishment as if she was the one who created the city, nodding her head proudly at what you said. "The rumors don't do enough justice to us! Of course the real thing is much better!"
Poor girl... If only she knew that this world was actually a game and you were talking about that by saying "in real life".
Or whatver concept it was.
Even though the quality of the game was *chef kiss*, nothing could have prepared you for the gentle breeze that flew past you, how it made you shiver pleasantly as your hair danced around, the air of wine and... freedom filling your every cell.
This was definetly what home felt like.
You might not have enough knowledge about them, with being a new player and all and not having that obsession to know everything about them yet... But there was one thing obvious as your attention was on a certain florist: Her... obsession(?) over a certain redhead was very fucking obvious- was that a jewelry store?
Meanwhile, as Aether was left with a blue haired-cyro user who also had the same star eyes like you, trying to dodge all the flirty and suave comments... He searched for you desperately to get out of the situation he found himself in.
Because even if he was the fighter, you were the talker with a sweet voice and surprisingly very convincing when you wanted to be. Whether you were always like that was a mystery to solve another day.
"Paimon could always ask them! Y/N likes Paimon the best after all, they said so!"
"wHaT? Y/N! IS THAT TRUE, AFTER ALL THE TIME WE SPENT-"
That was the other side of Aether you didn't see much through playing the game. He was more excited and more lively, always running around and helping people while making new friendships whereas Lumine was more well-kept and calm.
Though to him, your and Paimon's friendship meant the most and he would never let you, her or him forget about that.
You three were quite the Trio after all!
Besides, your talent of negotiation worked wonders with him since you decided to use it to braid his hair and force him to sleep.
But if there was one thing he despised about you, which was also the only one, was the attention span of a baby you had whenever you saw something either shiny or cute.
Or someone attractive and hot...
Which showed itself again when he was called upon Kaeya's, the Cavalry Captain's, commands for a "super secret mission" and he wasn't able to flee out.
"The other knights can't know about it! I can't ask for help from any other than you... Please, help me." Aether swore he saw the hint of a smirk on his face-
"What kind of secrecy is this?? And what's with that eyepatch?"
"Well, to be honest my little friend... My great grandfather was a pirate!"
Yep, he better find a way to get out of this soon (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)
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Angel
Title: Angel Pairing: Kaeya Alberich x Reader Word Count: 5.4k Warnings: Fight scene, Kaeya being a flirty little shit, vision bearer!reader Summary: You’re a new bartender with a questionable past, but Kaeya seems to find that interesting and offers you a tour of the city. There’s a lot he doesn’t know about you, though
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Mondstadt was known for its drinking habits. Everyone outside of the nation knew it, and the people in the city itself were aware of it. Even those who didn’t live in its walls, just in its borders, were all too fond of the wine that was sold in every corner.
So you were shocked when you arrived in the city and found only two taverns. You pictured at least four.
However, they were both filled every night in the exact way you pictured. And you could notice exactly how full from behind the bar, where Charles was training you to make every drink under the sun. 
Your employment was recent and sudden. You’d arrived in the city, with a fresh resentment towards your home nation, looking to settle somewhere else. With no work, and lucky enough to run into Charles when he needed some help carrying a few loose crates, he’d offered you a job as a junior bartender.
“I see Diluc hasn’t fired you, yet,” Rosaria walks in and notices you behind the bar, making the simpler drinks with ease.
She was a regular both at the tavern and in the church, given she worked there. She’d been in the past three days you had been working and seemed to hang around the bar without talking to many other people. She didn’t drink too much, maybe one bottle over the course of the night, and had gotten more talkative with every drink.
You smile, “I still haven’t met him. I doubt he knows I work here.”
Charles grunts from beside you as he mixes a Moonlit Alley, “if he hired more staff I wouldn’t have to do it myself.”
It was a little odd to not know your boss, but you also weren’t eager to. He sounded a little terrifying from what everyone said about it. Plus, you weren’t sure he’d like the idea of an ex-treasure hoarder working at his bar.
Charles, once you’d explained your situation, had been okay with it. You’d told him about taking the job without the details, being left behind by the group to take the fall for it, and then spending a month in jail. At least now it was a story to tell to people who asked about you. You wouldn’t have even had to resort to such sketchy jobs if it wasn’t for the fact that Liyue people weren’t eager to help someone without money.
Mora was the moral compass of your home nation.
“He’ll show up someday and figure it out,” Rosaria takes one of the empty bar seats, “until then, I’d like a bottle of dandelion wine.”
You had already been reaching onto the shelf behind you for her favorite, “you know, Rosaria,” you chuckle, “when someone who’s worked here for three days knows your usual, you may have a problem.”
“It’s not a problem until I can’t do my job,” she hums, uncorking it with one of her long finger guards, “if you think I have a problem, wait until you meet some of the people I work with.”
Charles hums, “is it the weekend already?” he asks.
“Sadly, it’s true,” Rosaria says glumly and takes a drink from her bottle, “I saw them on their way when I walked in.”
You look up from your mixing cup as you drop in a leaf of mint, “who?” you ask, “you guys sound like death is on his way.”
Charles shakes his head and pours the liquid from his own cup into a tall glass, “It’s just the knights,” he explains, “it’s their regular day. They can get a little…chaotic, at times. But it makes for good business.”
The Knights of Favonius. You hadn’t had much of a run-in with them since coming to the city, and you hoped to keep it that way. Every interaction you’d had with authority in the past had never been good, and you didn’t want to continue that streak. At least behind the counter, you would have less of a chance of smashing heads with them.
“At least we’re good for one thing.”
The door to the tavern opens loudly, creaking with the need for oil on its hinges. That voice is the first one that you hear of many as a group comes pouring into the doors. Sliding the drink you’d just made to its customer, you look up to see exactly how many people you were about to deal with.
Charles laughs, “I’m sure the owner would agree with you.”
The man approaching the counter gives a devious grin. He had deep blue hair, a long strip from the base of his neck draping over his shoulder, and one crystal eye exposed to the world. The other was covered with a black patch. He was dressed in expensive-looking clothing and accessories.
You knew he hadn’t been here in the last three days. You would remember the way he walked, like the world would bow to him if he asked.
“You’re here early,” he approaches Rosaria from behind, who doesn’t react to his appearance.
It seems she was the only one who didn’t care. You could see a group of female merchants in the back corner, whispering and giggling as they all looked toward him. He must be the talk of women in the city, the one everyone wants to grab the attention of.
Immediately, you turn to the next man who was waiting to have his order taken. 
A drunk bard who went by Six-Fingered Jose. For whatever reason. You could tell he only had five fingers on each hand, and you didn’t dare ask about it. 
“How can I help you?” You ask politely, ignoring the conversation the man and Rosaria were about the indulge in.
Jose hiccups, “one Love Poem,” he demands and then grins, “I’m very good at those, by the way.”
You give a smile, “as a bard, I’m sure you are.” 
After getting put behind the bar with Charles, you learned quickly that you would be given a generous amount of tips if you pretended to be interested in whatever everyone had to say. Most of the time, that meant indulging in their flirting games and pretending they were wooing you. You weren’t the best at pretending to be invested in the conversation, but the drunker they were the easier it was.
“I have written a million love poems,” he assures you, “but Donna doesn’t want anything to do with them.”
You put a cup down on the bar, shaking the mixer in your hands, “I’m sure she will,” you say, not knowing who this girl was, “you just have to catch her ear enough to listen to them.”
He a solemn nod, as if you were giving him a piece of unforgettable advice, “maybe you’re right.”
Pouring the drink into his cup, you slide it in front of him to encourage him to take it and drop the conversation. And he does, practically shugging it as he walks away. The people of Mondstadt were known for their drinking, and you were starting to see why the longer you spent in the bar.
“Hello, there.” 
You jump when you turn back the counter of customers and someone is leaning a little too close to the bar. The man with the eyepatch and the confidence of a king is looking at you, a smirk on his face. Charles is turned to the other side of the bar, making this side now yours to tend to.
“Hello,” you say, placing your mixer into the bowl of dirty dishes. You give a polite smile, “can I get you a drink?”
The man hums, “you’re a new addition to this place,” he comments and rests his chin on his hand, “I would’ve noticed you, I’m sure.”
Another flirt, you think bitterly. Of course, he was. He was pretty, and he knew it from the way he held himself. From the way Rosaria rolled her eyes, you wondered if this was a common occurrence with him. To flirt with any new face he sees. 
“Three days new,” you agree, “still learning, so anything above my level I’ll get Charles.”
“I’d prefer something from you,” the man, name still unknown, says with a hum, “so surprise me.”
You shrug and turn around. If he wanted something you could make, then you knew exactly what to give him. You take one of the many bottles of dandelion wine off of the display shelf and turn around to place it on the bar in front of him.
You smile, “hope you like it, sir. Have a nice night.”
Rosaria gives a sound somewhere between a laugh and a scoff from the chair beside him, and his single visible eye seems to glint in the bar light. You wondered if anyone had ever turned down his advancements before, or if everyone fell to his feet when he used a voice as smooth as butter. 
“Where have you been all my life?” He asks, grabbing the bottle from the counter.
Your smile is almost a mimic of his, “jail, mostly.”
The laugh from Rosaria this time is a little louder, a hint that the wine was starting to get into her system. He also laughs, though it's softer and almost like a song to your ears. He was good. Very good. What was he doing in a tiny tavern like this? Liyue would be overjoyed to have a man like him among them.
“Captain Kaeya,” Charles speaks from the other side of the bar, “I hope you’re not trying to scare off my help. Diluc is going to try soon enough, I’m sure.”
Captain Kaeya? You tried not to look too shocked by the title. He came in with the Knights, so it was obvious that he was with them. But the title Captain was a little higher than you were assuming he was at. Maybe your jail joke was a little too far.
Kaeya hums and turns his head to face your manager, “run away a pretty face like theirs? I’d never dream of it, Charles. I’m sure my brother is more than capable of that himself.”
And the brother of your boss? Archons, maybe you should just keep your mouth shut more often. You tried to play it off by not showing your embarrassment.
“Captain Kaeya?” You mention, reaching for the rag that was waiting to be used under the bar so you could clean out the dishes.
He turns back to you all too quickly, uncorking the bottle you had handed him. He takes a step away from the bar, giving a dramatic bow, still holding his drink.
“Cavalry Captain Kaeya, at your service.” He says and then brings himself back up to a standing position, “it seems we’ve spent time on opposite sides of the law, stranger.”
You frown and turn your back to him while grabbing the bucket of dirty dishes, “please ignore my last comment, then.”
“Why? It’s refreshing.” 
“Oh Archons,” Rosaria says, “I can’t take this flirt-fest anymore, I’ll be anywhere else when you’re done.”
When you turn back around, she’s already walking away in the direction of the stairs. Probably up to the second floor, where not many patrons would go. But your eyes went back to Kaeya, who was taking a seat where she once was.
“I haven’t seen you here,” he repeats his comment from earlier, “when did Charles convince you to step behind the bar?”
There didn’t seem to be an out of this conversation. But if he wasn’t looking at you in disdain already, then you didn’t see what you could say that would turn him away. Plus, his complete attention seemed to be on you.
“Three days ago,” you admit and begin wiping out the mixing cups you guys had used.
Kaeya leans an elbow on the bar, and his cheek rests on his fist, “I hope the city’s been kind since you arrived.”
“It’s a lot better than where I’m from.” You admit with a polite smile. If this is who you ended up talking to, then you wouldn’t be complaining. 
“And where would that be?”
“Is this an interrogation Captain?” You tease, blowing away the question with a smile, “I’ve never seen you here before, and you come in with nothing but questions.”
He hums, eye glinting and lifting his head from his hand, “is that not how you get to know someone? I’ll be here an awful lot from now on, so I think we should know each other.”
You figured he’d been going to the Cat’s Tail, the only other tavern in town, and had ventured in here for a change of pace. Maybe he would go back soon enough when he got tired of talking to you.
“Liyue,” you sigh an answer, “can’t say I enjoyed it though, or the people there.”
“Tragic,” he says, “how anyone could make an angel like you unwelcomed is beyond me.”
“Angel?” You laugh, “I just told you I’ve been to jail and you call me an angel?”
Kaeya gives a shrug and takes a drink from the wine bottle, “I like to think I’m a good judge of character,” the bottle swirls as he brings it away from his lips, “and everything about you screams gift from the archons to me.”
The heat that rises to your cheeks is almost instant, but you try to push it back down. This man definitely knew how to flirt, you’d give him that.
“So, Angel,” he keeps going with his nickname. Probably because you haven’t given him your actual name yet, “have you seen much of our city? If not, I’d be more than happy to spend my day off tomorrow showing you around.”
“You’re really going to extra mile,” you laugh and realize you’re getting to the bottom of the bucket of dishes, “do you offer everyone a personal tour?”
“Only pretty bartenders,” he says, “and Charles isn’t exactly my type.”
The laugh that escapes you is sudden and a little too loud for your comfort. It had been a while since you had actually laughed for any reason. You forgot how free it felt, and you tried not to let the blush on your cheeks get worse. 
Picking up the last dish, you find yourself nodding, “you know what? Sure. I’d love for you to show me around.”
★★★★★★
Since you’d arrived, you’d been crashing at the Cat’s Tail Inn. If Angel’s Share had an Inn wing, you’d rather stay there. But you needed somewhere to stay until you had the mora to find a place in the city. Hopefully Margaret wouldn’t find out you worked for the competition.
The night had been spent talking to Captain Kaeya when you weren’t serving drinks with Charles. You ended up making him a Death After Noon when he finished his wine bottle, and the conversation continued until Charles called for last call.
Now you were preparing to spend a tour of the city with him. And, somehow, that was more nerve-wracking than a first day working at a tavern. You fussed over your clothes, something you didn’t have many of, and tucked away your vision under your top. Unlike many people here, you didn’t wear it out in the open. For no other reason than it didn’t match any outfit.
Kaeya was picking you up outside of the Inn this afternoon, in a few moments probably. You leave your room at the Inn, tapping your finger against your vision under your top for comfort.
“Bye, Rodger,” You pet the cat who sits at the top of the steps, “see you tonight!”
You shout a goodbye to Diona as you exit, the bartender hardly batting an eye at you. And then you’re out the front door, wondering if you would be a little early to the meet-up with Kaeya. 
But he was already standing at the bottom of the front steps, leaning against the building as if he had been waiting for you. It catches you off guard.
“Oh,” you say, stopping on the steps, “I hope I’m not late.”
Kaeya looks up when you speak, and smiles when he sees your concerned expression, “I’m early, actually,” he assures you, “I was looking forward to spending time with you outside of the tavern.”
You descend the rest of the stairs, unsure of how to reply to his greeting for a moment. But he pushes off of the wall, and a hand comes from around his back. Between his thumb and forefinger is the stem of a Mistflower, its icy exterior melted and its blue center open and exposed.
“For you, Angel,” he says. How fitting, given his vision type.
Another blush that he brings to your cheeks. You take it with a smile and a bundle of nerves forming in your stomach. His nickname for you had stuck throughout the night. 
“It’s Y/N,” you inform him, “you should probably know my name if you’re going to spend the afternoon with me.”
He seems to give your name a moment of thought, “beautiful, but I think I’ll stick with Angel.”
“Whatever works for you,” you shrug, though you can’t ignore the fact that the nickname makes you want to swing your legs like a teenager now that you’re hearing it outside of the musty tavern walls, “I have to admit, I didn’t think you were serious about giving me a tour.”
“I never joke about hospitality,” he says with a smile and holds out his arm for you to loop your own through, “it’s my top priority as Cavalry captain to make sure you feel welcomed.”
“You’re off to a good start,” you say as you latch onto his arm, still holding the flower he had given you. 
With his free hand, Kaeya swoops in and snatches it from between your fingers. Before you can blink, its stem is slid between your ear and temple, decorating your hair with blue petals. Your stomach angrily flips and turns and threatens to make your knees go weak.
“Just wait until you see the time I have planned, then,” he assures you, “an angel deserves only the best.”
★★★★★★
Kaeya pulled out all the stops for your introduction to Mondstadt. From leading you around the city you haven’t had time to explore, showing you the cathedral and the statue of Barbados, to lunch at Good Hunter’s where he gave you the recommendation of the Sticky Honey Roast.
To now, when he’s leading you beyond the gates of the city to show you Windrise.
You had admitted to seeing the landmark, but didn’t have it in you to go and visit. Kaeya had told you this simply wouldn’t do.
“I’ll take you myself,” he says, “it’s a nice way to end the afternoon, wouldn’t you agree?”
So you two were walking past the guards, your arm looped through his and your flower still in your hair. When you pictured starting over, your immediate thought hadn’t been spending your afternoon with a handsome man, a Cavalry Captain. You figured it would be a while before you would feel comfortable enough with anyone.
“Captain Kaeya,” A knight at the door says as you two pass by, “there’s been an increase in hilichurl sightings close to the walls–”
“We’ll be fine, Swan, thank you.” He says, a stern tone in his voice when talking to his men.
“Yes, Captain,” he says and salutes as you two walk away from the safety of the walls. 
You hum and watch the water of the lake as you walk above it. Ducks were floating along the water, and birds scattered as you walked over the bridge. It was still sunny, and there was a swift breeze around the two of you. The city of wind, you remind yourself. And freedom, the reason you had come so far in the first place.
“We’ll be fine,” Kaeya repeats to you, in a much gentler tone than he had said before. He seemed to have taken your silence as worry.
You shake your head, “I don’t doubt it,” you admit, “I’m just..admiring. It’s a beautiful city.”
“I suppose it is,” he says and takes you on a dirt road that you had passed on your way in a few days ago, “I guess I’ve just gotten bored of it. I’ve lived here my whole life.”
“A nice place to grow up,” you say, watching a squirrel scamper across the grassy fields that filled your line of sight, “Liyue is all mountains and vishaps around every corner.”
“An exciting life,” Kaeya chuckles, “I’m guessing a Vishap is what landed you behind bars, then?”
You laugh at the image. While you had multiple run-ins with the creatures, you tried to avoid them more than Treasure Hoarders. At least people can, sometimes, be reasoned with. Wild beasts were less likely to listen. When you were in that cell, though, you wished you would’ve taken on the vishaps instead of talking to that group.
“I’m afraid that’s my own fault.” You say, “when a man offers you a job with no details, don’t take it.”
“A hard lesson learned,” he ends his pushing of information there, and you’re grateful. He seemed like a kind man, Kaeya, but you were wary that giving more information would lead to him running and treating you like a criminal, “can you see the statue from here?”
He stopped you two on the top of a small hill, where you could see the Windrise tree like a beacon of hope. At its base was the statue of the Seven, of Barbados. It was glowing a faint blue, with a stone platform underneath it. At a distance, it was nothing short of beautiful. Your eyes shone as you watched its branches rustle and its crystal flies surround it.
“Wow,” you say, fingers twisting into Kaeya’s sleeve, “and you get used to this?”
He looks down at you, watching the way amazement takes over your features. The way your fingers clench onto his arm. And then he looks back at Windrise.
“Maybe not,” he says.
In the midst of both of you being distracted by the sight, no one noticed the being approaching on your side. Its red fur had seemed to be the top of a dendro slime for a moment, just a bundle that would leave you alone if you didn’t bother it first. And then it made a noise.
“Woooo!” There’s a burst of bright orange, and it’s suddenly directly beside the two of you.
An Abyss mage.
Kaeya’s arm twists away from your grip, and he’s grabbing you before you can even register what had suddenly appeared. He throws you back, behind him, and lifts his sword as a ball of fire is being thrown toward the two of you.
The ice coating his sword extinguishes the flames before they can touch him or you and the ice melts from the blade. You hadn’t even seen him reach for the weapon.
With an arm around your waist, and the other lifting his weapon, he looks back at you. His visible eye is darker than usual, his star-like pupil blown out in adrenaline. You can feel his entire body tense from where you are pressed against his side. 
“Are you okay?”
“Um…yeah,” you say, looking over his shoulder at the mage.
It’s laughing up a storm, bouncing from foot to foot as it watches the two of you. It’s waiting for him to strike back, you realize. These things, while known, weren't very common in Liyue. Maybe the nation was just too big for them to be seen by travelers, or maybe they just liked the windy city better. You’d never seen one in person before.
Kaeya looks back at it as well before saying to you, “stay here, Angel.”
You opened your mouth to protest. To say you didn’t need to be protected. But his arm untwists from your waist, and he’s facing the opponent like a Captain. While Cryo wouldn’t be the best match against Pyro, you know you would be better. He didn’t know about your vision, though.
The mage whirls as Kaeya shoves the point of his sword in its direction. A stream of ice flies from it, coating the grass around them and almost piercing the mage itself. But it jumps, and a sheer bubble surrounds it. The ice bounces off and coats more grass instead.
The mage clearly had its sights set on Keaya, who was the only visible threat. You try not to think about the fact that you would think he looks very attractive if it weren’t for the fact that he was protecting you. The way his eyes are steeled over and focused, or the way his sleeves seem to strain to hold on around his biceps. 
Okay, you could admit that he was attractive. But it's not the time to dwell on that.
Kaeya dodges its blasts of flames in an instant, an ice train following him as he chips away at the mage’s shield. And you wait until the mage has it’s back to you until it’s unaware of your existence completely. 
And that’s when you decide to strike. Purple electricity tickles your palms, and the vision under your top is burning with a comfortable warmth. It felt like using another limb as if you were born with it and not gifted it in a moment of terror. With your hands extended, and your fingertips dancing with electricity, you focus your aim on its shield.
Sadly, your catalyst was left in your room at the Inn. Using your own body to channel the power of a vision would be more painful than using an object, hence why no one ever did it. But if you could land a good hit, you would only need to do it once. All it would leave you with was stinging hands.
The mage whirls and you see Kaeya glance behind the mage, where you were supposed to stay put. And before he can register that you’re glowing purple, a shot of lightning emits from your hands.
Directly in the center of the shield. And it disappears, the mage tumbling to the ground in confusion. It grumbles in an unknown language.
While Kaeya would undoubtedly be confused, he’s a trained knight. He keeps his focus on the fight, and easily finishes off the vulnerable mage. While you shake out your hands to the side, you remind yourself to never leave unarmed no matter how safe you felt. 
“Y/N,” Kaeya speaks your real name for the frist time since he’d met you the previous knight.
You look back at him, and the finished Mage that was dissolving into embers as he spoke approached. You patted yourself on the back mentally for your good aim. It was a quick fight. And one that didn’t end in any injuries.
Kaeya’s hands reach for your own, which you were still shaking as if that would make the sting go away, “you’re hurt.”
“Hardly,” you say with a reassuring smile. Your palms, which his eyes are glued to in examination, are an irritating red as if you were sunburned. Lesson learned when it comes to being armed, “are you okay?”
His blue eye turns up to your face for a second, going back to look at the vision that’s still glowing brightly under your shirt from its use. And then he looks back at your face and gives the smallest of laughs.
“I’m fine,” he says, “do your hands hurt?”
“It’ll be okay by my shift tonight.” You say and go to take your hands away from his. But he doesn’t allow your hands to go free, instead holding tighter and running his thumbs over the red skin.
A thin sheet of ice covers your hands, like a cooling pack. Your tense shoulders seemed to relax when the slight pain subsided. Kaeya is shaking his head with that smirk on his face, though it seemed to be less teasing and more impressed now.
“You’re a vision bearer,” he states the obvious and lowers your hands, still holding onto them between your bodies, “Angel, you are one surprise after another.”
You try not to stare at his hands holding his, and instead look up at his face, which had relief painting its features.
“You’ll get bored of it,” you tease, referring to his comment about the monument you were supposed to be seeing right now. 
“I could never,” he says and then drops your hands. But his touch doesn’t end there. 
Instead, he reaches out to put his around your waist like it had been when he’d pulled you out of danger. The thin sheet of ice on your hands melts, dripping from your skin onto the grass below you. Your cheeks were heating up again, something he was very good at making happen.
“I should get you to a healer. It’s dangerous to use a vision without a weapon.” He tries to turn the both of you around to the city.
You reach up, adjusting the flower back to a comfortable place in your hair, and plant your feet firmly on the ground, “I was promised a tour of Windrise, Captain,” you remind him, “you’re not backing out because of a little scrap, are you?”
He looks down at his side, where you’re stubbornly refusing to move. His grip on your waist is tightening, as if he’s not sure if you’re truly okay. And his clouded gaze, looking from your face to your burned hands in contemplation.
“I’m okay,” you laugh and assure him of this small fact. One of your hands reaches up, gently resting the warm skin against his cheek, “I swear. Come on, Kaeya, let’s finish the tour, and then you can lead me wherever you want.”
Here comes the mischievous glint that seemed to live within him at all times, “a dangerous promise to make, Angel.”
“Head out of the clouds,” you warn and take your hand away from his face, “at least take me to dinner first.”
“Lunch wasn’t enough?” He laughs and begins leading you back in the direction of Windrise.
“Not for what you’re wanting, I’m sure.”
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huboi · 4 months
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men with big titties
ʚ ═══・୨ ꕤ ୧・═══ ɞ
imagine coming back from work etc. all stressed and just overall feeling like absolute shit, only for you to be met with the sight of your hubby’s titties out, nipples hardened
yes, they allow you to squish their titties as if they’re stress toys, you can squeeze ‘em, put ‘em in your mouth, shove your face against ‘em
whatever makes you happy
ʚ ═══・୨ ꕤ ୧・═══ ɞ
╰┈➤ miguel o’hara, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, kento nanami, al haitham, kaeya alberich,wriothesley, arattaki itto, tartaglia, capitano, uzui tengen + your faves <3
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gojos-espresso · 10 months
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Him reacting to you wearing your sexy crochet lingerie you made-
Pt-1
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A/N: Just made this sexy crochet bra top and now I can't it of my brain on how my favs will react to it.
Warnings: slightly suggestive
Kaveh/Alhaitham/kaeya/childe x nb!AFAB! reader
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His eyes didn't leave your hands as you twisted and pulled through the threads of your new "project". You often made cute plushies or sweaters for him and yourself but this was a little different. You won't tell him what it was you were making which caused his curiosity even more. He tried peeking into your phone as you worked or tried his best to figure it out, but you just won't budge. Here you are standing in front of him, eyes wide in shock, as a small trail of blood ran down his nose.
Inspiration
KAVEH
He just couldn't believe his eyes, Standing awkwardly at the entrance, mouth agape. So this was what you had been working on all along? A pink lacy baby doll with matching panties. Shyly walking towards him you slightly twirled showing off the airy material and your sexy figure. "You made this!?" He squealed as he reached out to you, holding onto you firmly. He adored your creativity, and all the gifts you gave him were cherished by him. But seeing you use your talents to such an extent, just for him made him so hard. Pining you to the wall, he slid to his knees as he slowly kissed up your thighs, kneading your ass. He softly kissed you over your panties before making eye contact with you. His red eyes were darker than before.
"What did I do to deserve you? My reward for your hard work will be rich and sweet. Come on open up your legs more"
ALHAITHAM
The only time he would put his book down in the first go is when you are the one calling him. Sighing he looks up to see you shyly walking up to him. The green of the garment caught his eyes quickly. On closer inspection, he realized it was the yarn you begged him to buy just last week. "What do you think?" You inquire whilst adjusting your top which became a little too see-through. Keeping the book down he reaches out to you pulling you onto his lap. "It's perfect" he replies whilst pulling onto the strings of your top, inspecting every detail as his hand slid down your body and resting on your thighs.
"What other ways are you going to use to pull me into you? Well, you aren't going anywhere" tomorrow."
CHILDE
The Shneznayan cold made you pick up crochet. Sitting with the village grannies and making sweaters and plushies for the kids was your biggest source of happiness other than that one ginger-haired sweetheart. He loved your creations. Your sweaters were an instant hit with the townspeople but also with your lover. Hearing the clinking of keys you ran out of the room covering yourself in a blanket. The harbinger oh so ever tired made himself known in the house grumbling about how tiring it was. "Like seriously why does- NAME!" He cut himself off before shrieking out. A hand now covering his agape mouth as you twirled in the red piece you made." I had some scrap yarn left from your sweater so-Hey!!" He threw you over his shoulder and made way for the bedroom.
"Sweetheart you ain't leaving the house for the next two days"
KAEYA
He hadn't been home for a week, the trip to Sumeru was exhausting, the heat getting him. The sun had already set in Mondstadt, the purple hues scattered in the sky. Groggily he climbs the stairs of his apartment, a wine bottle in hand to enjoy with you. "I'm home!" He calls out as he enters the house. The living room was a mess scattered with yarn everywhere. He chuckled being reminded of your love for crochet. Dropping his bags he walks towards the bedroom hoping you are asleep, instead, he is greeted by the sight of you wearing a lacy baby doll in baby blue, the same color as the yarn scattered around and checking yourself out in the mirror. Walking swiftly he hugs you from behind causing you to yelp. " Darling when did you mmph-" He kissed you square on the lips as his hands opened the strings of your top.
"How do you become more and more irresistible every time I'm away? I believe my thirst for you will never be satiated."
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maokomi · 1 year
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⠀「 “Dress slutty babe, I can fight,” but can they really? *ೃ༄ 」 
ᥫ᭡ Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
.ೃ࿔*:・「𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬.」 modern au, gn reader, established relationship crack ?? This shit aint serious so don’t treat it like it is lmfao
.ೃ࿔*:・「𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.」 Xiao, Kazuha, Zhongli, Kaeya, Kaveh, Cyno
Wrote this drunk, no editing, no looking back at my regrets last night. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. 
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⠀「 XIAO*ೃ༄ 」
YOU BET UR ASS THIS MAN CAN FIGHT
Tells u to dress slutty with his whole chest !!!
Wear whatever you want to feel good about yourself and to feel comfortable. That’s all that Xiao cares abt tbh. 
If he sees anyone leering at you in your hot outfit though? His munchkin ass is on them in a heartbeat.
Doesn’t matter who. Doesn’t matter how tall they are. He’ll bark up at them like a chihuahua. Scale them like a fuckin rabid cat or smthn.
Xiao said he can fight and he will !!!!!
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⠀「 KAZUHA*ೃ༄ 」
Compliments you in your sluttiest outfit !! Hell, mans helps you pick it out!! 
CAN FIGHT Can !! Beat !! Ass !!
Except he chooses not to 😌 because he is a lover💞💕 not 🙅‍♂️🚫 a fighter ☮️🕊✌️😌
But he makes it very very very clear to anyone and everyone who so much glances in ur general direction that !! HELLO HE IS UR MAN
Holds ur hand. Keeps an arm around your middle. Plays with ur hair. The whole shebang baby
But if someone grows the gonads to actually approach you while Kazuha is so blatantly flirting with u right then and there ?? 
Kazuha doesn’t even have to get up.
He fucking ROASTS the motherfucker alive. All cool and suave. Keeps his voice level while he tells the newcomer all the reasons why their parents are disappointed in them.
Kazuha fucking cooks them bro I dont know what to tell u Rest In Peace to that dumbass I guess
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⠀「 ZHONGLI*ೃ༄ 」
Bold of anyone to think they can steal u from a man who walks in with this much rizz 🤨
Zhongli wears a whole ass custom Valentino suit & shoes to go to a club no way in hell is anyone gonna try to chat u up baby doesn’t matter how slutty u dress
Esp when ?? Ur slutty outfit matches Zhongli’s fit ? Absolute power couple I rest my case
Sugar daddy Zhongli supremacy I said what I said
I restate my point: No one is gonna think they have a chance against Zhongli. They’re all scared they’ll get murked on their way home if they so much as try. 
Kinda soft but they fr dont even have a chance bc Zhongli just has to compliment u and u light up like an actual Christmas tree, you get so goddamn happy that anyone even trying to fight him is already fighting a losing battle.
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⠀「 KAEYA*ೃ༄ 」
Baby, bold of u to assume that Kaeya’s not gonna be dressed sluttier than u 🤨
Hate to break it to you buttercup but Kaeya’s not gonna be the one royal rumbling tonight— nu uh, that’s you.
Have you seen the titty window this man rocks? 
Skip the accessories whenever you go out Kaeya, because you are going to beat some ass, and earrings and necklaces only get in the way 💕
It’s tiring having to keep everyone’s eyes off of ur boyfriend but it’s okay because whenever you go to the bar for a quick time out, Kaeya always has a kiss and a drink ready for u before u go back to fucking people up <3
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⠀「 KAVEH*ೃ༄ 」
I love him but you’re on your own honey
Claims that he’ll kick ass— that you can wear whateverrr you want, that you look so hot, that you look amazing and that he’ll fight anyone who comes near u
Hypes you up and hollers and makes u feel like a million bucks because he’s a good, supportive bf
But in the midst of it all you forget he’s some broke ass architect who probably hasn’t taken a solid punch in his life
When someone approaches u he puffs up his chest and stands in front of u with his most intense bitch face, says smthn that he thinks tough guys says like, ‘you wanna fight? Let’s fight.’ Or some cheesy shit like that
The moment the other dude swings tho its over 💀 Kaveh yells and has to hide behind you 
It’s okay tho because he’s cute <3 (even if he’s broke)
Hope you didn’t wear anything breakable baby bc youre the one who’s gotta fight for urself
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⠀「 CYNO*ೃ༄ 」
Doesn’t even have to fight bro.
Doesn’t matter how slutty you dress— you could walk into a bar with just the bare minimum on and no one would look your way.
Not because you’re unattractive, because that is far from the truth.
No— it’s because of Cyno’s arm wrapped around your shoulder and the absolute death stare he gives anyone who looks your way with even a hint of lechery in their gaze.
Crazy shit, I tell you. Motherfucker’s eyes look like he’ll pounce on anyone who so much as wolf whistles your way. No one wants to get fucked up by a dude who looks like he’ll go blue eyes white dragon on their ass.
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chilumi-shipper · 1 year
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When You Finally Give Up
Kaeya x GN!Reader
Summary: You notice that he's changed how he act around you. No longer happy to see you, no longer smiling or teasing, no longer enjoying your company. You try your hardest to get him to like being with you again, but he just act annoyed at you all the time. There's only so much your heart can take.
Tags: Hurt/little to no comfort, drinking, Kaeya regrets
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You see him happily chatting with someone else at the Angel's Share, he had a smile on his face.
He talked among his fellow knights, he spoke with such cool energy.
He will be out early in the morning, late at night, never ever just at home.
Never ever just with you.
"Darling! Welcome home!" You greeted him with a usual warm welcome, spreading your arms for a hug.
It was very late, his eyes were droopy and he smelled of alcohol. You're just glad he's home before midnight, unlike the usual time he heads home.
He walked passed you, but like always, you shrugged off his cold response to your welcome.
"I made dinner a few hours ago, they've probably gone cold now, hehe." You laughed sheepishly as you followed him to the kitchen. "Might help in soaking up the booze, though." You gestured at the meal you made for him sitting on the dining table.
"I'm not hungry."
"Oh, but I can run you a bath if you want! You stink!" You laughed, but it seems that he did not find your words amusing, so your laugh died down very awkwardly.
"I'm going to bed." Kaeya heads for the stairs, wanting to go to the bedroom. "Don't bother me."
You watched as he lazily carried himself up the stairs, you wanted to help him, but you knew he'd try to push you away.
Too many nights have been like this.
Too many meals gone cold.
Too many hugs not returned.
Too many "welcome home"s with no response.
And you're getting tired.
He's changed, and you could no longer be the person he wants to be his significant other.
You tried not to wake him up with your sobs that night, along with many other nights.
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After a night out with some friends, Kaeya once again came home drunk.
He stood in the living room, about to collapse just like always. He remain standing there, as if he was subconsciously waiting for something to happen.
When nothing did come up, he stood there confused.
Where are you?
"Y/N!" He yelled out.
He straightened up, walking around while calling your name. When he made it into the kitchen, his eyes widen and he immediately sobered up.
The Cavalry Captain urgently got down on his knees right beside your unconscious body lying on the floor.
Just like him... you reeked of alcohol, which he found such a misplaced scent around you. You never drink.
Quiet snores came from your lips, you seemed wasted and he knew it wouldn't be the best thing ever to wake you up when you're in such a condition.
He carried you to bed, changed your clothes to something more comfortable and proceeded to cuddle up with you for the night.
Kaeya has faint memories of you doing that for him when he comes home wasted.
He woke up in the morning and you weren't there.
It was pretty normal for the weekends, you'd wake up earlier than him to make breakfast, which he is looking forward to.
"Good morning, Kaeya."
When did that start to happen? When did your voice become so monotonous? When did you start calling him by name instead of a pet name?
You had breakfast ready as always.
...
"Do you know where they are?" Kaeya was panicking, he had been looking for you for hours. When he went home, you weren't there at all, so he'd been all around the city looking for you
Diluc looked at him unamused, "Upstairs." He answered in merely one word.
Kaeya wasted no time by commenting on Diluc's dry response, immediately heading up the second flour of Angel's Share to look for you.
You were there, drinking with a few people, wearing clothes you would never usually wear, a carefree smile on your face.
Your cheeks were tinted red, indicating that you may already be wasted.
He took quick steps towards you, holding your wrist still when you tried to drink another swing of wine. "I've been looking for you for Barbatos knows how long!"
You looked up to him, trying to wiggle his hand off your wrist. "Well, you found me! Why don't you join us for some brain mushing drinks, babe?" It was the first time he didn't like a pet name you called him.
It was too... not you. Everything that you're doing now is not you.
"Please, let's just go home." His voice was almost begging, but you ignored him.
"Come on, me and my buddies haven't even been had our money's worth of beer." Kaeya pulled you from your seat, taking the bottle of wine out of your hand and onto the table.
"Hey!"
"You're drunk and you need to go home, let's go back home, love."
And so you did. He supported you as you walked back home, and he couldn't deny how much he wanted to burst into tears when he saw you. It was pathetic really.
...
"Welcome home!"
"Look, look! I figured out a technique to make heart shaped pancakes without the little tool thingy."
"Love, you shouldn't drink too much! If I catch you drinking again, I'm gonna leave you lying on the side of the road."
"Good night, Kaeya! I love you..."
Words cannot describe how much he misses you.
He caressed your cheek as you slept next to him. "Good night, Y/N... I love you..."
"Please come back to me."
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Wanted to upload something short and sweet (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡
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maopll · 4 months
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Could I request Neuvillette, Kaeya, Al-Haitham and Wriothesley with an s/o who makes plushies of them to cuddle?
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It's not You, but it's still You
#genshin impact !
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⌗:, a/n: mini them is gonna be so cute ! you guys are so creative with these asks like what
⌗:, pairings: otter, cryo abyss mage, smarty pants, & ex-convict w/ gn!reader (separately)
⌗:, warning: I changed their names in pairings because why not. + a lil but suggestive in wrio's part cause I've been in the mood to write smth like that 😳
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— ୨୧ NEUVILETTE
The hands of the clocks seemed to ceaselessly turn. Pages after pages and files after files were being checked and approved by the Iudex. As soon as the clock struck to 6pm, the papers got closed with a thud and he made a beeline towards the office door. Not forgetting to bid farewell to Sedene, he walks, practically hopping towards your shared abode. Ah, he can't wait! to feel your warmth as you throw yourself at him once he enters the house.
After a short walk since your house is located quite close to the Court of Fontaine, he calls you, "Mon amour, I'm home" but is met with silence. He's not worried, yet not being able to hear your voice makes him rather confused since the house is never this silent. Rather than being inside your bedroom, you were snuggled up in his office chair in his work room. His large jacket covered most of you and it seems that you were cuddling....a plushie him?
You were awaken by the rather abrupt yet ferocious rain against the window sill. "why is it raining so?..." Oh, there he was, your gloomy boyfriend who just stared at the plushie in your hand with eyes that were filled with envy. Unknowingly, he was pouting, with his cheeks all puffed up and creases near his eyebrows. You looked once and twice at Neuvillette and at the mini Neuvillette in your hand. You burst out laughing since you couldn't control the laughter "oh my archons neuvi! what am I going to do with you if you act *wheeze* like this—" "dearest I don't see the reason why you must hold that close to you when you've very much got yourself an even bigger and a better and far more warmer than the one that you have..."
"alright alright fine" you indicated with your open arms that he was much welcome between them since the...former intruder has now been removed from its position. He kneeled down to your chest height and gently wrapped his arms around your waist. He snuggled into your chest all while purring as you scratched the top of his head in just the right positions. With a pleased sigh he whispers, "I'd argue that this is much better"
— ୨୧ KAEYA
Between your arms, by your bedside table and sometimes even between you two while you sleep! What! how long do you plan to torment him, the Calvarly Captain that everyone oh so sought! this is utterly unfair! No, it's not that he hates the plushie that you have made but he believes that access to parts like between your arms and on your lap, should be reserved for him and only him.
"Love, why is that with you?" he stared at the mini kaeya plushie beside you across the tavern table, eyes clearly showing his distate for it being able to be so so close to you. "Gosh Kaeya, don't you think you're being a little hostile so something which is quite harmless? What's gotten into you?". Kaeya would like to refute whatever you said. That has been the very reason why he hasn't been able to smell the scent of you on his cloak since you are always busy holding and travelling with that around.
So be it, he's going to go for the 'tit-for-tat' kind of way! He will also see how much you crave for his love and attention after he momentarily stops giving them to you. And just like that many nights pass by yet your spirit is as undying as ever while Kaeya is now as dry as a twig which desperately thirsts for water, which in his case is love. He barges quite rudely into the courtyard where you busy watering your plants looking dishelved. He strides over to you, picks you up on his arms ignoring your protests, flops you on the bed and cages you between his arms. "W-what's up with this sudd—" "Just stay quiet for a moment...please" with that you zip your mouth shut. His request wasn't rude and it did seem like he had lost all of his energy. You heaved a sigh at his childish behaviour but brushed it off since he really looked as if he was on the verge of breaking. "Don't do things like these again alright? I'll do whatever you want just...don't get jealous over a plushie". "Mhm.." that was the only thing kaeya said before he drifted off to comfortable slumber as he laid in your chest.
— ୨୧ ALHAITHAM
The way he stared daggers through the object supported by the lamp was so intense that it reached you who was rummaging through the book shelves in his office. Never in your time of serving as Alhaitham's secretary did you get to see or feel the way he was so enraged with something or someone. Look, it was alright if he was irritated by someone, but its a different story if he is irritated by an inanimate object.
"...I can feel your eyes seething with rage from this distance albi...". "What is the reason for it being here with us?" Arms crossed and cold, as if he was talking to a colleague regarding a problem in the Akademiya that needed the utmost attention. Well, to him that plushie of 'himself' was also equivalent to those agonizing problems. "Oh come on! it's so cute look at his tiny hands...wait are you actually trying to tell me that's its ugly and doesn't look like you that's why you hate it?" Sure the buttons looked crooked and the hair not quite similar to what he has but in no situation would he undermine your works that you have poured your heart to. "No habibi that's not what I meant..." Bullseye. You hit him right in the spot. He can't really keep his composure when you are sad or gloomy.
"Fine I apologise. I don't hate what you made but...I just wanted to spend some time alone with you...and have your...attention to me" the last sentence was barely above a whisper but it seems that he forgot the face that both you and him were alone in this big space where even the smallest of whispers become the ice-breaking sounds. "Aww was my baby jealous? oh you big child". It's not often that he gets jealous but when he does he looks really adorable. You can't really keep your lips from smooching all over his face and ruffling his hair.
— ୨୧ WRIOTHESLEY
He loves tea. Thus he loves tea parties as well. Whenever he has tea with you he keeps a spare cup, for a very special guest. A mini him in the form of a plushie. He adore this craftwork of yours since you made it with love for him with him in your mind. He loves you to the moon and back so anything that you make automatically gets his utmost love.
"Mhm...what tea is this? Looks like it's a new one" you asked him in a soft voice so as not to disturb the peaceful silence that lingers in his office. "You're correct, it's hibiscus tea. Siegwinne got it from Sedene when she was visiting Neuvillette for his daily checkup". "Ah, no wonder. It still tastes really delicious. Probably because you made it" you smirked attempting to tease him. "Heh I'm sure Wrio here also like it" indeed it is the name of the plushie you made. You were in the mood for being a little naughty today.
"Since he likes it, I'm sure he's busy relishing the taste of the tea so...I can have you all to myself now right?" you inched closer to him in an alluring yet amorous way. "Oh it looks like my dear here is in the mood for something that's a little more hot and steamy than the tea" "You know me well don't you your grace?". You lifted his face with your fingers in a gently hypnotizing way. "You make me weak yknow that? his slurred voice was an open invitation to continue your ministrations.
"Be careful. The tea might grow cold we can't keep this for too long now..."
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koala711 · 10 months
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Basking In You
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Synopsis: It’s been a long time since you’ve woken up in each other’s arms. 
CW’s: Fluff- like fluff fluff, sweet sickly fluff I hope for you and nicknames love and beloved
Characters in order:
Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, Alhaitham, Tighnari
(A/N) I was gonna add Kazuha, but it turned into more angst than fluff so Imma do a separate post for that some day in more detail.
Diluc Ragnvindr
Even if he had awoken, Diluc didn’t bother to open his eyes as he breathed in the familiar scent of valberries. He slightly tightened his grip around you with a small, almost invisible smile appearing on his lips.
Archons... He’s missed this.
“Morning, handsome,” you whispered, bringing your hand up to push away the fiery red strands from his face.
He squeezed his eyes for a moment before letting them flutter open to see you staring back at him. The way you looked at him and the way the sun kissed your skin made his heart flutter a little.
“Hello, love.” 
He leaned up to press a soft kiss against your forehead before he returned to his original position, staring into your (eye color) eyes with as much love and happiness he felt.
“I’ve missed this,” you sighed, leaning deeper into the pillow.
The two of you never broke eye contact, trying to take in as much as you could of this moment. Blush dusted his cheeks as the moment prolonged. 
It’s been so long since he’s woken up with you in his arms. All he’s been waking up to in the past three weeks is an empty and cold bed as you ventured Sumeru for a side project you’ve always wanted to begin. If it meant you were happy, it was always okay with him, because in the end he knows you’ll be back in his arms just like this morning.
Diluc pulled the covers over your shoulder and snaked his hand back to your back, and you let out a sleepy chuckle as you snuggled into his chest.
“Me too.”
Kaeya Alberich
A soft kiss on your cheek greeted you as you woke from your slumber, but you could not turn to return any gesture as Kaeya’s arms kept you facing the other way.
You laughed as another kiss makes its way to the nape of your neck.
“Someone’s quite affectionate this morning,” you teased, feeling his arms around you loosen and turned to face him.
He was smiling brightly. He was never this happy in the morning, but knowing he was able to stay with you like this for longer made his heart race. 
“Should I not? It’s been a long time since you’ve woken up alongside me.”
You rolled your eyes and brought your hand up to push away the stray strand of hair. You placed your hand on his cheek, softly stroking it as the two of you stared into each other’s eyes. His cocky smile melted into a soft smile as he leaned into your touch.
“You got the day off?” You asked in a hushed voice, almost afraid that anything more would pierce this warm atmosphere. 
“Mm.”
You giggled at his hum as his eyes began to flutter. The soft strokes you gave to his cheek and simple comfort you gave him made Kaeya struggle to stay awake. 
The two of you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before Kaeya pulled you closer and stuffed his head into the crook of your neck. You could feel one of his hands play with the tips of your hair while the other pressed against the small of your back, keeping you close.
“Gotta say,” you muttered, shaking your head with a soft smile. “I missed your morning neediness.”
“Neediness?” You could feel him smile against your neck. “If anything, I’m just showing you as much love as I can first thing in the morning. Is there anything wrong with that?”
“No," you laughed into his skin. "No there isn’t.”
Kamisato Ayato
Ayato held your close in his arms, breathing in your scent with his nose stuffed into your hair. His eyes may be closed, but he is very awake.
When he hopped into bed last night after returning from what seemed like the longest business trip ever, it didn’t take long until he fell asleep. Therefore, he didn’t get to indulge in you as much as he’d wished.
“Good morning, my beloved,” Ayato whispered, feeling your stir and squirm in his grasp.
“Morning...” You let out a small groan as a beam of sunlight blinded you. 
You were never much of a morning person. Something about it was so tiring, but perhaps being coddled like this would make up for it from time to time. 
“How’d your trip go?” 
“Tiresome.” Ayato pulled away from you, trailing a hand down your forearm and brought your hand up to his face. “Without you by my side, I don’t think I’d have lasted another day of squabbles.”
His lips pressed against your knuckle for a couple of quiet seconds as a blush made its way up to your cheeks. At this rate, Ayato was going to give you a heart attack with how affectionate he’s being first thing in the morning.
The commissioner smiled against your skin as he looked into your eyes. 
Such a mischievous fellow, but that was the man you fell in love with. You hated and loved him for the things he did to you and your heart.
Alhaitham
Waking up next to your lover was the best gift you could have. Seeing him sleeping like this was a different sight, one you weren’t very familiar with but one you would stare at until you could remember every single detail. You’d stare when he was awake, but it was embarrassing to always be caught.
Usually Alhaitham would get up before you and head to the Akademia for work, but the weekend was when you were always able to indulge in this simple pleasure. Besides, you’ve been gone for awhile, you deserved this.
After a while of basking in this scene, your brain slowly began to process everything that has happened in this supposed very short week. That is, that you came home on a Wednesday...
So it was Thursday...
And Al Haitham was here.
"Haitham...?" You sleepily whispered, noticing the gray-haired man still sleeping next to you. "Love, wake up!"
"I'm awake."
Alhaitham pulled you closer to him, not bothering to open his eyes.
"You're supposed to be at work," you scolded. “Get up!”
The scribe only ignored you and your efforts in prying his arms off of you. All he really wanted right now was to stay with you like this for just a little longer. 
You’ve been away in Liyue to do some special research on their Violet Grass all of last week, and once you came back home yesterday, he couldn’t come home until very late because of an emergency meeting and work.
Even if he wasn’t much of an emotional person, he had to admit(to himself) he missed holding you like this and hearing your hoarse morning voice.
"I'm not really needed for their plans today. My tardiness wouldn't hinder their progress."
"You’re the Acting Grand Sage though!?”
Even with that point, you didn’t win.
Tighnari
“Master Tighnari?”
You softly groaned as you turned over in your lover’s arms. 
You had no idea how many times the forest ranger has been calling your lover’s name from beyond the leaf wall, but you were sure it’s happened more than once for it to actually wake you up.
At first, you thought Tighnari was still asleep if they had to call them, but considering his ears, he probably wasn't.
“Tigh,” you whispered, peeking out to him. His eyes immediately opened to your call. “A ranger needs you.”
“Did he leave already? Didn't he just come back?” You heard the ranger muttering. 
Tighnari shook his head and sighed at the forest ranger’s attempts. From the first attempt to the last, he heard it all, along with the explanation of why they were there.
“They just need a small item they requested I fetch for them in Sumeru City. It’s something needed for a later date, so they can wait.”
He doesn’t usually ignore a forest ranger’s calls, but with their reasoning, Tighnari deemed it not as important as staying by your side. Your warmth was addicting, one he’d missed for the past two weeks while he was in the city.
It didn’t take long for him to miss you. The only thing he had to contact you were letters, but it didn’t feel enough to fulfill the hole in your place. 
He really didn’t plan to do that, but the Akedemiya requested a new lab for him to do with his students this year. It was a study that required daily notetaking and care, one in which he had to teach, monitor, and help with almost constantly.
“Why not give it to them now?”
“Because,” he huffed, bringing his tail closer to your entangled legs. “I’ve been away for too long and now I’m with you, or do you want me to leave you alone in bed?”
You laughed in a hushed manner and softly flicked his forehead. 
He looked cute with his eyebrows furrowed above his multi-colored eyes, along with the barely visible pout on his lips. How could you resist that? Besides, he wasn’t the only one missing their other half.
“No, no. It’s alright. Just stay here forever, I suppose.”
"It's what I plan."
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dollwrites · 7 months
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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!nun!reader, dub con, coercion, corruption, kaeya is a little manipulative and maybe like, soft!dark, size kink, virgin reader, oral sex ( f!receiving ), all characters featured are aged 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3
𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day three [ kaeya alberich + corruption ]
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“I— I don’t know,” you were sheepishly whispering in furious puffs of hot air against the fabric of his glove as it lightly pressed over your lips, your eyeline flickering to the chapel doors. “I don’t think I’m supposed to be doing this…” thankfully, the doors were still shut. however, you knew that at any moment, any one of your sisters could stroll inside and see you clinging to the Calvary Captain, your body pressed against the altar and angled with one ankle hooked up on his waist.
“Shh, shh, shh…” Kaeya had a gentle voice, though. a smooth, easy tone in which he crooned in your ear. “What did I tell you, sweet girl?” he asks, but he doesn’t wait on your answer, planting a soft kiss against the shell of your ear. “Blessing me before a daunting mission is part of your duties. You do want me to return to Mondstadt unharmed and victorious, yes?”
“O-of course, but—“
but you weren’t so certain that his free hand slipping between your legs and cupping your core under your skirt was allowed. you were still learning the ins and outs of your new life in Mondstadt, and what was expected of you as a servant of Barbatos, but something about the swiftness of his movements, as if he were hyper aware of the surroundings and the need to take what he wanted quickly, and the sugary whispers into your ear, as if he didn’t want anyone else to hear, clued you in: you shouldn’t be allowing him this access to your body.
“Of course you do,” he swoons, long and svelte, strong fingers teasing the fabric of your panties. you can’t help but let out a flustered whimper at the brand new, electrifying sensation, one of your own hands reaching down to clamp a fist around his wrist. “Because you’re a good, good girl, aren’t you?” he chortles, as if amused by the sentiment.
you nod, your countenance scrunching as he presses his fingers hard against your button through the now damp fabric. you wanted to tell him yes, but the sensation caught you off guard, and he had to cradle your mouth tighter in his palm to keep you from crying out. the little sound that did escape, however, spurred an elated twinkle in his eyes. he clearly liked the way your body responded to him. “Aw, such a sensitive, little sweetheart. You’ve never felt this before?” he was nearly taunting you, a killer smile dancing along his lips as he pulls back just enough to study your face. from where he stood, he was still taller than you, even with you boosted up on the second step of the altar, his tiers are parted, allowing ragged, warm breath to pass through and tickle your steaming cheeks.
“N—no, I’ve never—“ peeking up at him, your body writhes at his merciless rubbing. “I’ve never been touched like t-this…” for some reason, you felt embarrassed. you wondered just how many sultry, experienced women Kaeya Alberich has slept with, and here you were, unable to hold consistent eye contact with his hand between your legs. “I-I’m not supposed to—“
“With me, it’s okay.” he assured with a smirk, “Trust me, sweet girl.” you wanted to. you wanted to so badly that you nod, slowly, staring up at him in awe and wonder. he chuckles, and nods, his hand on your mouth careening downwards to hook his forefinger beneath your chin and guide your face up higher, angle it for his lips to find yours. “There you go. I can see it in your eyes. Just keep looking at me like that and I will take good care of you, little sister.”
his fingertips work in tandem with his words, pulling your panties to one side so he can feel your slick— vulnerable and bare. and you whimper, your grip tightening around his wrist when he pushes his middle finger inside. his tanzanite gaze lingering on your face to gauge your willingness. “My, my, you are tight, hm?” he grins, allowing his knuckle to act as a bumper, ensuring he doesn’t push too deep too fast, and instead, he twists the digit, curling to tease your spongy, clenching canal. the feeling of your spasming from the inside releases a guttural groan that bubbles up slowly, vibrating in his mouth. “I’ll have to be so gentle with you, I’d bet you’d sing like a pretty little bird if I put my cock in you.”
you exhale a breath of shock or, perhaps, excitement. the idea of him taking you so carnally had your head spinning.
“K—Kaeya, you can’t—“
he grins at that, rubbing his finger pad along the side of your fluttering interior, and you practically melt against his sturdy chest. “Oh, I wouldn’t dare. Not until you’ve been properly trained. What kind of a man do you take me for, sister?” his voice is full of playful nature and giddiness, before he pecks your lips again. there’s something lurking beneath his soft, hypnotizing voice, but you can’t place it. you can’t imagine Kaeya to be wicked, so you let the fleeting clue dissipate. “But you will still have to bless me somehow, no?”
“How?”
maybe you shouldn’t have asked, because your cheeks burned like twin ovens when Kaeya dropped to his knees before you.
“W-what are you—?!”
Kaeya laughs again, his fingers slipping from you to, instead, trail along the back of your knee and up your thigh towards your ass, gripping a firm handful as he pulls you closer. nuzzling his nose into the side of your kneecap, he allows his lips to drag lazy, partially opened-mouth kisses over the delicate skin, his stormy eyeline flickering up to watch you. you could see, even through his bangs, that his gaze was heavily lidded, as if he were already enjoying himself. “So nervous. So adorable.” he purrs, tilting his head. his teeth are sharper than you anticipate when he pulls at the soft, sensitive skin on your thigh with them, and you let out a whimper. “But these pretty, little sounds you make are oh-so tempting. If I were any less of a man, I would have to fuck you out right here, until you could no longer stand up, and leave you crumbled on the floor oozing cum.” Kaeya is hyper aware of the flash of anxiety over your features, and the sight causes him to swoon. he likes that he can frighten you. “Is that thought a scary one? To know that I’m restraining every primal urge I have to impale you on my cock and let you break on it?” when you, wide eyed and trembling, nod, he grins and places another gentle kiss over the bite mark he’d left on your leg, smearing saliva into the grooves. “Mm, but I wouldn’t do that to you, little sister. That would be far too easy a task, to break your little mind quick and hard. I’d like to see, instead, you have a little taste of me and then spiral into madness and lust all on your own, until your virgin cunt weeps whenever you so much as stand next to me in this very cathedral. You’ll beg me to fuck you into oblivion, and when you’re finally so desperate that salty tears stream down your cheeks, I will be the gentleman and give you exactly what you want. Sounds fun, doesn’t it?”
your heart pounds hard against your rib cage and you try to take a deep breath, but it’s almost as if every gulp of potential oxygen escapes you as Kaeya’s head disappears under your skirt, to smash his mouth against your netherlips. scrambling, your knees tuck inward, although they do little to push him out, snagging against his powerful chest, and you try to shove at the bobbing, round bulge of the crown of his head underneath your dress. “K-Kaeya!” you croak; your mind floods with the brand new ecstasy of being pleasured upon the swirling of his thick, skilled tongue over your swelling clit.
“Shh, now,” he purrs— his baritone slurred against your sex as he laps at you. using his dominant hand, planting it on your core so his fingers spread your folds and expose your bundle of hyper-sensitive nerves to him, he busies the other by snaking it up to clamp against your mouth again. “You’re in a church, remember?”
mewling against the warmth of his palm swaddled in fabric, your eyes are wide, staring up into the cavernous, vaulted ceiling as his mouth works between your legs. tongue and teeth teasing your button, until those wide eyes of yours begin to cross, your lashes fluttering. taking in every new, electrifying sensation.
“Aren’t you just so easy to play with?” Kaeya grunts, shifting on his knees to get a better angle, his tongue delving downwards to tease your virgin hole, that spasms and clenches in response to his threat of invasion. he gurgles a happy sound. “Sensitive and shy, but your body knows best, little sister. You want to cum, no?”
embarrassed, you let out a muffled, uncertain: “Y-yes…!” against his hand, but both of yours are working to grasp handfuls of your skirt and pull it back to see exactly what he’s doing down there. you can’t help yourself— you let out a breathy and flustered whimper upon seeing his face between your legs, a quarter of it shiny with your slick, and his tanzanite eye nearly closed. he looked drunk off your taste, a subtle red tint blessing his cheeks, but when he catches you looking, his lips spread into a knowing grin.
“That’s a good girl, just give into it.” Kaeya pulls back only enough to speak, his warm breath fanning your vulnerable core with each word, and watching how your hips twitch towards him. “Needy thing. Like an animal. Don’t worry, sweet girl. I’ll see to it that you’re teased and pleased until your legs give out. After I’m done with you today, you’ll only dream of what else I can and will do to your fragile, little body once I return to Mondstadt.” he pauses for a moment, before he adds in a playful, amused whisper, placing a kiss on your inner thigh, “I think I’ll enjoy coming home to see how willingly you offer yourself up to me next time.”
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moraxsthrone · 11 months
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Um, hello. I'm a little nervous to make this request, so please forgive me if I messed up.
May I request headcanons of Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Thoma and Zhongli 's girlfriend bringing them homemade lunch while their working and when asked who she's looking for, she happily says "My handsome husband, the one and only (boy's name), of course!" while the boys are within earshot?
I just wanna see these boys acting lovestruck and blushy
//peeks out from the hole of chaos that is my life.
omg nonnie, i'm so sorry it's taken me so long to answer this. i wonder if you'll even see it. 🥺 if anyone did anything wrong here, it's me.
— how he reacts when you bring him homemade lunch at work
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— pairings — diluc, itto, kaeya, thoma, zhongli, and (bonus) tighnari x f!reader
— notes — sfw. fluff. diluc's is a drabble //help. his just came to me so vividly. the rest are headcanons, as requested.
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— diluc —
your wine tycoon husband is fetching a couple of barrels from the storage area in the back of angel’s share when he hears your voice. he wonders why you’re here so early in the afternoon (you’re not kaeya after all), but a small smile still manages to grace his face as charles asks if he can get you a drink. diluc is just about to round the corner when he hears you answer cheerily, “no, thank you. i’m just here to bring lunch to my handsome husband, diluc! i made him his favorite and even threw in some grape juice from the winery!” the tavern owner stops dead in his tracks, his heart skipping a million beats. it’s adorable, really. not only is he easily flustered, but his fair skin is so quick to show even the slightest color. he knows he’s flushed a bright red from his neck to his ears. he’s too embarrassed to let his employee see him like this so he panics and this grown ass man HIDES BEHIND A FUCKING WINE BARREL!
he can almost hear the shit-eating grin on charles’s face when he points towards the back and tells you where you can find your “handsome husband, diluc”. he should dock his pay for that. now what does he do? just as you clear the bar area, you see the top of a crimson ponytail behind a barrel in the dim corridor. “diluc? is that you, baby?” the jig is up; there’s no point trying to hide anymore so he stands up slowly. “why were you crouched behind that wine barrel?” you press, and he clears his throat. “i was…uhhh…i dropped…something,” he stammers, doing his best to preserve his signature stoicism. but as you get closer you see the deep red blush that rivals the natural color of his hair. “wait…are you blushing?” “no.” “you’re blushing!” laughing, you start to touch his face, but he quickly covers it with both his hands, muffling his voice when he groans, “why must you always tease me like this?” “because you’re so cute when you blush,” you say, still giggling while trying to pry his hands away. he can hear charles wheezing behind the bar. “stop! go away, woman! you’re making it worse!”
— itto — 
who are we kidding? itto doesn’t work.
but let’s assume he’s doing an odd job and one of his gang members spots you as you’re approaching (not knowing you're his boss's wife) and tells you it’s too dangerous to pass through the area.
itto is out of eyeshot, but your voice is music to his ears when he hears you refer to him as your husband. 
“yeah! i made him his favorite and brought enough for everyone!”
his face lights up with a big, stupid grin bc that is easily one of the nicest things anyone has done for his gang.
just as akira is taking some of the bags you’ve been carrying by yourself, your big oni husband rounds the corner and is headed right for you with his pink-dusted cheeks.
picks you up into a hug and gives you a big, long, close-lipped kiss with unshed tears wetting his eyelashes.
when shinobu ribs him for crying, he denies it.
“i- i’m not crying, shinobu! my uhh…my allergies are acting up again!”
— kaeya — 
it means the whole fucking world to him?
he never thought he’d have someone in his life who would go out of their way to bring him lunch that THEY MADE JUST FOR HIM. 
he may not seem like it, but kaeya loooooves being domestic with you.
he smirks and teases you when you fuss over him, but he EATS THAT SHIT UP.
please do little things like this for him? it makes him feel so cared for, something he feels like he’s missed out on for most of his life.
ever the romantic, the captain sweeps you up into his arms bridal-style, making you squeal and laugh right in front of all his subordinates. 
kaeya makes YOU blush, not the other way around, okay?
— thoma — 
he’s usually the one waiting on others hand and foot so when you do something so domestic and thoughtful for him, his pretty green eyes positively SPARKLE. 
the brightest smile spreads across his face along with the swath of pink that stretches from one cheek to the other.
immediately wants to make something for you too. 
he insists! 
so you sit and watch him whip something up for you in the kamisato kitchen, your chin resting in your palms wondering how you got so lucky to marry the sweetest man in all of teyvat.
he packs both your lunches and leads you outside and finds the prettiest sakura tree to sit beneath while you enjoy your meals together. 
— zhongli — 
he’s touched, but it takes a lot more than bringing him food or referring to him as your husband to fluster the former archon.
if anything, he barely suppresses a smirk - satisfied with the pride in your voice when you call him “husband”.
he stands from his desk and steps out of his office to greet you in the funeral parlor’s lobby, shoulders back and head held high because he’s quietly proud of you too.
“my darling love…” he starts, seeing the delicious meal that he could smell from his office. “you truly shouldn’t have…”
“but i wanted to,” you say shyly as he leans in to leave a quick peck on your cheek.
“will you be joining me?” he asks, hopeful.
“oh, this is just for you, dear. i didn’t bring any for myself. i thought you might be too busy...”
“then i’ll share with you, my love,” he insists, offering you his arm, which you take with a smile and let him lead you back to his office.
— tighnari (bonus) — 
a handful of forest rangers are standing on the dock near tighnari’s hut when you flash them a quick smile before heading past them towards your husband’s office.
one of them stops you. “ma’am, you can’t just walk into the chief officer’s-”
you laugh sweetly and wave him off. “i can do a lot more than you think i can…”
it is at that moment that the rangers stiffen as their officer steps out with a stern expression on his face.
his multi-colored eyes are fixed and serious, but as a rosy heat rises to his pale cheeks you swear you hear a snicker from his group of subordinates.
you walk up to where tighnari is holding one of the giant leaf flaps open in the doorway and give him a quick little peck on the cheek.
that sends the angry blush all the way to the insides of his perked ears.
he dismisses the rangers as you walk past him and into his office like it’s your second home.
his watchful eyes follow his rangers as they disperse before he lowers the leaf flap to join you within.
he sniffs at the air. “wait. did you…?”
you simply nod with a pleased smile as you set the frond-wrapped box down on his desk. you’d made his favorite: forest watcher’s choice, rife with various (non-poisonous) mushrooms that you know he finds most delicious.
nari rounds his desk to join you and puts a gloved hand on the small of your back as he leans in and kisses your temple, ear twitching and tail wisping behind him.
“thank you, love. you’re too good to me,” he muses.
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rene-darling · 11 months
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SAYING- to them
I love you..you may as well take my heart [....] it's already full of you. When I heard beautiful music I thought you'd like it. I've looked at flowers and known that one day ill give them to you.
...Xiao...wanderer...kazuha...kaeya...
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Xiao
Speechless, utterly speechless...what- what is he suppose to say to that?
"i-...ah..um.-" is this a trick? Are you joking? Are you lying are you taking his feelings for a joke because...its not possible you or anyone could actually mean the things you just said
R-right y-..you must be playing a prank!
For thousands of year's he protected people suffered for the well being of others and never has anyone of those people said anything as sweet as what you just said
He turns to you ready to dismiss your claim to tell you to stop lying to him to stop playing pranks but...when he looks into your eyes, the sincerity behind them tells him all he need to know, and a quiet sob escapes his lips...then another, then once more
"i-i really hope...i-in the name of rex lapis you're not lying to me-.." his voice becomes small and weak at the end bearly a whisper.
He cries softly but this time for the first time in his life, his tears are those of happiness
Wanderer
Immediately defensive
"..i- I don't need flowers nor your silky words.."
He doesn't believe you. Not one bit he feels as though you're lying and if he shows you his true feeling you'll take advantage of him.
Your lying right? Your going to betray him if he shows signs of being weak. But then, there's the thoughts that linger...what if..what if you did mean it...? Then what?
He- he can't deal with this! So he does what he knows best. He runs. He runs away and hides too afraid to approach you again especially after he ran..
Wanderer hides beneath his blankets like a small child curled up with his legs touching his chest softly crying some sliffles leave his mouth
Oh he's done it now!! you're gonna leave him too!! He- he can't why did he run! And y-you haven't come to find him...that means it is true you've left him-
He stills...then there's another knock with your sweet voice on the other side gently speaking urging him to open the door for you even though the door is open you ask for his permission to enter his private space
He wants to tell you to leave. But..he can't
Suddenly the door opens and his body crashes into yours, he sobs into your clothes and begs for forgiveness he's sorry!!..and...he loves you
Kazuha
Lover boy is stunned
He's used to being the one who says all the romantic stuff he's the one who's so used to you being shocked and surprised by his honey words..
So..when it happens to him...he- he's speechless, he's never been in this sort of situation...hes not sure of what to say to you
You chuckled seeing him be so speechless, on the occasion that you say something really sweet to him he usually has a quick remark back, he usually says something sweeter...but, but this time..
"m...my- I-" what's he supposed to say to such sweet words!?
He finally gives you the reaction you want buy blushing heavily and hiding his face into his hands "i-im the one who usually says such sweet words..i-..im not sure how to react my love.."
He gently hides his face before pulling his hands away and giggling so cutely "..thank you"
For once in your life you've rendered him unable of saying something sweeter back to you
Kaeya
As much as pretty boy wants to act like he has experience, he doesn't.
Especially not with such romantic words from another directed to him
He's all bark and no bite, he has no clue on how to even process said information
Like kazuha he's used to saying such pretty and delicately crafted words,
Not once has someone ever said something even slight close to this to him
He stands there looking at your face dumbfounded- did you really say that? No- yo-you wouldn't say such a thing...and to him?? Really..?
He's skeptical at first, he doesn't take you seriously. He doesn't take your words seriously he just tries to brush it off as a passing comment or something you said but didn't mean...
But oh you were so sweet! So gentle with him reassuring him again and again no matter how many times he tried to brush it off, you did mean it! Truly from the bottom of your heart and soul!!
But he just can't find it in himself to be able to believe you..he trusts you but, why..him?
Surprisingly he sheds a few tears then blame you for making him cry as you comfort him and panic a little he smiles softly, the words you spoke to him, He's sure he'll never forget them.
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rhenuvee · 6 months
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Hoyoverse men who look like absolute gods when they wake up in the morning.
Hair splayed out on the pillow, his long lashes, soft lips that are parted ever so slightly that shows his subtle breaths, sunlight hitting his gorgeous face in the right angle- You're almost convinced he's posing for a photoshoot.
And suddenly his eyes flutter open, and his lips turn into a smile enough to make you weak in the knees. His hand that was under the blanket reaches out to grab yours, revealing a bit more of the bare skin of his chest in the process. "Good morning, my love." he says sweetly in his morning voice. Then lifts your fingers to his lips, giving the softest little kiss.
A perfect way to start the day.
"Are you still tired?" he asks, noticing the ways your eyes are still droopy. You don't say anything, still in awe of his beauty. He gives another kiss, to your forehead this time, then pulls the blanket to cover you more. "Go back to sleep." he coos, trying to lull you back to sleep. You didn't want to truly. Too busy admiring him. But his methods always work as he brings himself closer to you, engulfing you in his embrace.
Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Ayato, Kaveh, Jing Yuan, Argenti, Vyn, Luke, Marius (+ your faves, these are self indulgent but really I mean all)
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callibee · 1 year
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nothin-l · 8 months
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Diluc is so dramatic
This is Diluc:
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This is kaeya:
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Diluc is such a drama king. We all know who threw the most tantrums
again,
this is Diluc:
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And this is kaeya:
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kaeya is so chill and sweet 🥲 diluc is such a brat dw I love them both
I love them sm tHE DarKnEsS IS ToO OvERwheLMiNg 🦸‍♂️
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luxthestrange · 9 months
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G.I Incorrect Quotes#33 Lover Boy
-after an explosion set by a hilichurl-
Diluc, helping You stand: Shit, you okay?
Y/n: Yea, I think so
Lumine, from the ground snickering: Oh my god
Kaeya, flat on his back: We’re okay too, lover boy~
Diluc*embarrassed grumbling*
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mur4sak1 · 2 months
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How would genshin men react to seeing you in a dress?
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A/N: Remember that English is not my first language so I hope I wrote in the best way <3
Situation: that day in the city there was a big celebration that had animated the whole town. The people were elegantly dressed, they laughed, lived and joked, filling even the smallest streets with joy. Due to the size of the city you and your man hadn’t met yet, until he, searching through the crowd, managed to see your face. But due to your appearance he was unable to immediately approach you.
Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Wriothesley, Alhaitham, Kaveh
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Diluc=People's shouts of joy could be heard from every corner of the city and they were so loud that they even echoed inside the buildings. Diluc, who until now had been working in his studio, was ready to go to the streets to enjoy the last moments of the party. As soon as he went out the structure, the muffled music that could be heard from the rooms was louder than ever, giving him a bit of relif after so many hours of effort. He went down the stairs of the city until he reached the long balcony overlooking the main square, tiredly leaning on it with his arms. His eyes looked at the crowd dancing casually and without following the rhythm throughout the area until a group of them fell, perhaps because they were too drunk. A laugh escapes from Diluc's lips which makes him roll his eyes at the clumsiness of what he had seen. However, a girl arrives to help the men on the ground to get up, she was dressed very well in a long tight dress which highlighted her curves and with his back free from tissue, illuminated by the light of the setting sun. The group thanked her and staggered away and Diluc thought of how kind she was to help them, even if the fault of that situation was theirs. The woman turned and the redhead immediately recognized your face, even though it was very far away; he had always seen something more in you and this event sparked something and him. It was so obvious, his face had turned the same color as his hair, a scene that if Kaeya had seen it, it would have been a great excuse to make fun of his brother for life.
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Kaeya=The celebration in Mondstadt heated up the streets. Everyone was joyful, excited and drunk, and Kaeya loved to take advantage of these situations to flirt with anyone he could see and then walk away without accomplishing anything, just to have fun, just for the sake of feeling powerful. The crowd had gathered under the statue of the archon anemo and loud music led everyone to a free and wild dance that filled the square. The blue-haired man was leaning against the side wall of the church, surrounded by a few women who drooled over him and asked to tell them all his amazing adventures. “…and that's how I defeated a horde of Hilichurl completely alone” he concluded proudly while the women listened to him impatiently, as if they couldn't contain their excitement. As he spoke, focused on driving the desperate ones even more crazy, he saw a female figure pass in front of him. She was too focused on carrying a large bouquet of yellow flowers in her arms and not tripping over her heels to care about anyone around her. The long floral dress she wore fell softly on her hips, leaving her chest partially empty and allowing the flowers direct contact with her skin. The long hair had a few small green leaves, probably blown away by the wind from the bouquet and landed there; Kaeya had noticed all this in a couple of seconds. She walked along the entire pathway alongside the church and then approached an elderly lady and, crouching down slightly due to his short height, handed her the large bouquet. When she stood up she shook his dress and moved his head to make any residue fall out. It was in that moment that Kaeya recognized you, brighter than any little girl present, the only woman he really wanted and that, for some reason, he could never get. The old lady thanked you and you lowered your head slight, and then joined Barbara and Amber who were talking not far away. Having disappeared from his vision, Kaeya regained his composure and this allowed his attention to return to the small crowd surrounding him which was now bothering him quite a bit. “Okay misses, story finished, I have to go now” he said, then he made space between the women and walked away. In return he received disappointed gasps, but he didn’t care anymore, those women no longer interested him. He just wanted to get rid of it so he could finally reach you and try, for the umpteenth time, to conquer you... but you weren't going to give him an easy win.
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Wriothesley=The festivals in Fontaine were always large and involved all members of the big region. The city was decorated in every corner, filled with various activities and food stands to spend the day in company. That year Furina was extremely excited by the idea and decided to give all of her employees the day off so that they too could appreciate and enjoy the hard work that was behind the creation. It was now late morning and Wriothesley was walking through the streets near Neuvilette while they were looking for a place to have lunch; they were sure that everyone would share their idea shortly, so they hurried and entered in a small pub that made the best sandwiches in the city to avoid a painful and long row of people. As soon as they entered, however, they found a crowd of drunk figures laughing and dancing to the music in the large area surrounding the counter. With his hands in his pockets, Wriothesley followed his friend to the cash desk, ready to order lunch and leave the restaurant as soon as possible. As he was selecting his choice from the menu, heard Neuvilette say hello to someone, and as he looked up, he saw Navia sitting at the counter with a beer in her hands. The man greeted her with a nod and returned to concentrating on his lunch. At a certain point his attention was called again by the woman's words “and don't you say hello to y/n?”. Wriothesley was confused, he was always alert and attentive to everything! You weren't there, otherwise he would have definitely seen you! But he was wrong...he looked up again and behind the blonde he saw a familiar figure in a tight short dress and high black boots, with loose hair framing her lightly made-up face. Their gazes met and the man immediately recognized your eyes, being struck by your appearance. He had never seen you so elegant... of course, he had always considered you an attractive woman in work clothes but he would never have imagined that you could be so attractive in a simple dress. “Won't you say hello to me Wrio?” You replied with a light laugh. Finally the man regained his composure and greeted you, but did so with a slight stutter. This made Neuvilette frown, and as he looked closer at Wriothesley, he immediately understood why. So he immediately turned to Navia and asked her if they could go for a walk around the outside streets to discuss some work things. Initially she refused because she wanted to enjoy the party with her friend and without thinking about duties. The man, however, looked at her intensely, pointing to something in the dark-haired that made her burst out laughing. Still in ecstasy, she stood up and started to leave for the fateful work talk, laughing. Maybe due to the alcohol or the liveliness of the moment but what she said to Wriothesley made him blush and become even more agitated than he already was: "If I were you I would keep more control of your friend in public hahahah". In fact the man hadn't realized it but y/n's dress had not only left him speechless, but also the one who was creating the bulge under his trousers.
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Alhaitham=It was now late afternoon and the party was coming to an end. The tired group of people was slowly decreasing and everyone was heading back to their homes. Alhaitham had walked alongside Tighnari all day as they tried, in vain, to contain Kaveh's contagious enthusiasm at every stand they passed. The city was not very large in size, but the numerous and intricate streets that were used as elevators to go up to the upper floors of the structure made it like a labyrinth and it was difficult to meet family figures. In fact, the man had not met you even once and this was remarked several times during the afternoon by Kaveh, who seemed to be your biggest admirer. Now half drunk, Alhaitham took him home and made him lie down on the bed, where he fell into a deep sleep. He went into the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner but while he was waiting for the water to boil to prepare a soup, his thoughts constantly ran to all those times that, after hearing your name from the mouth of his roommate, he searched for your face in in the middle of the crowd, without however having any results. Since he was a resolute man he decided to leave the house for a walk, in the hope of putting peace to the confusion in his head. By now the streets were deserted and walking had become much easier and more relaxing than it had been in the previous hours. Alhaitham took a small road that climbed upwards to reach a small gazebo that he loved so much, because it was isolated and had a magnificent view. He mentally retraced the road: as soon as he finished the short covered corridor he would have to turn left. He took the last steps but as soon as he turned around he realized that his isolated spot was actually already occupied. There was a woman from behind, sitting on a small stone bench, with her face turned towards the red sunset, the light wind was moving her hair and with it the hem of the short dress she was wearing. For the first time Alhaitham could not think; he was known for his intellectual qualities superior to the norm, and for always being a rational and cautious man in his actions. But this time it was as if his mind was turned off, struck by what his eyes were seeing. The woman moved her face slightly to observe the view from the other side too and the man immediately understood who he was looking at, it was you. The rotation of your head caused you to glimpse a male figure, gasping in fear. “Oh it's you Al, you scared me” you said giggling heavily, relieved it was him. “Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I just didn't recognize you dressed like that,” he said, finally managing to compose himself. “The view from here is beautiful, right?” you said, turning your gaze to cover your embarrassment. The man answered after a while with a simple "definitely", which however was certainly not aimed at the sunset, but rather at the one thing that his eyes could no longer stop looking at. “Will you sit here with me or will you stand the whole time?” you asked, finally making the man come forward and sit next to you. You two looked at the sky for some time, in silence, without saying a word. However, if the two had opened their ears more, they would have heard a familiar laugh of joy coming from not far away; it was Kaveh who, woken up by the fall of the boiling pot, had gone out to get angry at Al for not paying attention but found him, after not a short time, with you. This made him explode with joy because he knew in his heart that he was partly the cause of everything that was happening, but also of his friend's first and only irresponsible behavior for which he could have teased him for a lot.
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Kaveh=The city was so full of people that many had started to pass among the tables where other people were eating and drinking together. In fact, Cyno complained several times about this behavior while he was at a small square table with Kaveh, Alhaitham and Tighnari eating some skewers. The party was desert themed and for this reason you could occasionally see some child dressed as an Egyptian deity running through the crowd and stumbling due to the long white fabrics and the mask that partially covered their vision. Between one laugh and the next, time passed quickly but not having seen you yet caused a small sadness in Kaveh that he tried, as usual, to hide by transforming himself into the life of the party. After a couple of hours the boys were still sitting at the table talking about this and that when the blond felt hands covering his eyes and a figure standing out behind him. "Who is?" he asked . "Guess!". He immediately recognized your voice and showed the joy he had of knowing you were close with a big smile. “Y/n I know it's you, now let me see” he said laughing. You immediately did as requested and gave him a big hug from behind, wrapping your arms around his slender shoulders. Then you broke away and went to the other side of the table to say hello to all the boys. Due to the fact that you had suddenly appeared from behind, Kaveh hadn't yet been able to see you properly, but when he found yourself in his visual field, the boy was amazed. You wore a long white satin dress with two holes in the sides from which hung chains full of diamonds and gold decorations. The arms were covered by a thin white veil attached to the dress by a single seam at breast level while the back was completely empty, exept for a chain that started from the shoulders and went down in a "Y" shape until it found the fabric. In her hair there was a pin with a white flower and the face was decorated with long black eyeliner. Throughout the greetings, Kaveh had his eyes fixed on your outfit, so much that he didn't even realize that you were in the company of Collei (who was also equally dressed in the theme of the party) who immediately handed you a drink. The girl asked if you and her could join them and, after a positive nod from Tighnari, pulled up a chair and sat down next to him. You also did the same thing, but sat between Kaveh and Cyno. There was so much chaos and it was difficult to communicate between the music and the singing crowd. You sipped the drink your friend had offered you for the first time, exclaiming out loud that it tasted great, sure that no one had heard you. In reality you were wrong, as Kaveh took the moment to get close to your ear and whisper a phrase that would surely soon have more than unexpected results: "you're very good too".
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