#kaeya x reader
headcanons where you try to dom the genshin boys but they end up turning the tables on you
notes: hellooo! absolutely so, i rarely write for some of these characters but this just motivated me to write for more of them now so aaaa tysm for requesting this! as always, reblogs are HIGHLY appreciated! also anon your ask got eaten up while i was writing this so i rewrote it in the best way i could i hope you don’t mind >__<
tags: nsfw (minors dni or u will fall into mud and never get cleaned), genshin boys x gn!reader, degrading (kaeya, scaramouche), pet names (all gn), nipple play (kazuha, thoma, diluc), handjob (kaeya, xiao), fingering (kazuha, diluc)
i genuinely feel like childe would like to be dominated more
but being the cheeky guy he is, he definitely would want to have his fair share of fun too!
you’re all worn out from doing all the work on top, panting and exhausted
and suddenly, childe turns you over and hovers on top of you
‘already tired? i haven’t even had my fair share of fun yet, baby’
and before you know it, the merciless in childe’s infamous harbinger title is taken out on you and your weeping hole
weeping — all, and only, for him
this man is such a WHORE!!!!
he would probably act all submissive and fool you into thinking you’ve got him under your wing
just when you’re about to tease him by swirling your hand over his hard cock, he would grab your wrist and smirk before turning you around
‘kaeya, what —’ and before you could say anything, your words are cut off by a sharp cry as he slides his cock painfully slow into you, with your walls’ only response is to clench around his length every so helplessly
tonight, you’re really dumb — his — dumb little slut.
this MAN god my mind is going crazy already
i can literally imagine you riding him on top, his sweet moans tricking you into thinking that you were doing good
when suddenly, he stops and your whine only makes him smirk
‘you can’t even do this right?’ and before you know it, he tsks and flips you around roughly
you can’t even protest as your face is stuffed against the pillow his head was once against
he thrusts his cock into you in a pace tenfold from what you were doing
you sob into your pillow
perhaps in some things, scaramouche was right — in some things, only he can do things right.
i can imagine your breathy, open-mouthed kisses swallowing kazuha’s pretty moans as you lightly squeeze his pretty, pink nipples
and as you sit on his lap, you can feel his erect cock lightly brushing against your thigh
you lightly chuckle to yourself, ready to abuse the life out of his cock
but your thoughts are cut short when kazuha’s finger catches you by surprise when it teases your hole, earning a sharp gasp from you
having been away from you for so long, he just wants to hear your pretty moans for him to remember when he’s away from you again
he slips a finger into your pretty hole that clenches around his fingers by instinct, and soon, he’s on top of you
this wasn’t part of the plan, but you’d take it anyway, anyday
this man is a menace i know it i feel it, source: trust me
as the pace of your hand’s vertical motion on his cock quickens, you ask him if he’s going to cum
‘mm… soon, but —’ he takes the opportunity of seeing your glistening hole lined up perfectly above his cock to buck his hips up and shove it into your hole, pushing your away harshly in the process
you gasp as you feel xiao needily thrust against your hole
and soon, he releases into you, filling your hole fully with all his cum
xiao was never one to try surprises, but you’d definitely let him do this again
you’re teasing thoma as your mouth works its wonders against his neck, your fingers playing with his buds swollen with pleasure before you plan to move down into his cock
your fantasies of absolutely wrecking him like you always do are short-lived
as you press a kiss against thoma’s mouth before you fulfill your desires, thoma slides his tongue into your mouth before proceeding to kiss you sloppily and needily
knowing that he’s caught you off guard, he takes this chance to push you against the soft duvet, before his mouth detaches from your mouth and attaches against your neck
‘thoma… wha…’ you manage to say in between hitched breaths
‘let me do the work tonight, sweetheart,’ he murmurs against your flesh before biting it
and in between your thoughts that begin to haze as a result of thoma, you can hear him say —
‘i can’t assure you i’ll be gentle tonight, baby.’
just the way this man kisses you is enough to make you wet, fingers twisting and squeezing them exactly the way you want it
but today — you want to ruin him so badly, and you spread his legs to fulfill your desire
but diluc has other plans
he notices the way your hole yearns for him to fill you, and you try to cover it up with your dominant demeanour
but diluc is stronger, bigger than you — and suddenly, you’re a rabbit against a wolf
‘not so fast, sugar,’ he smirks, as he presses his fingers into your mouth before shoving them into your needy hole
today — you will be ruined by him every so badly
sorry, but this man is simply not going to cum under your order
your try your best to ride him out, eyes furrowed in concentration
‘are you in need of some help?’ he offers kindly, to which you refuse sharply
he chuckles lightly before holding you by the shoulders and turning you around, your much smaller build trapped in between his
‘i think you do’ he tells you before lowering down and thrusting his cock deep enough to reach the spot that sends you into stars
and he does it again, and again, and again
alas, you both will be both cumming — under his order
you can hear albedo’s pants as he cums, and you realise that your fun isn’t over
‘shall we do round two?’ you coo, your tongue swirling around his earlobe
‘mm, perhaps,’ you hear albedo say, eyes still blown out completely by your first rough round
as he cups your face with his hand to pull you in for a kiss, he guides your body to the side, and before you know it, he’s turned you over
you pull away, confused — ‘albedo?’ you query with a raised eyebrow
‘this round, it’s my turn to ruin you, baby,’ his teal eyes darken and before you know it, his mouth is against your neck, and you realise all you can do is surrender
next time, you tell yourself, i won’t let those golden eyes get me.
if you notice a certain someone’s hc being longer than the rest… myob… :p i hope you liked this, tysm for reading! reblogs are super duper appreciated~ mwa
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Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Venti, Zhongli, Albedo, Xiao, Scaramouche, Kazuha
genre: fluff :)
once he’s back from work he is extremely grateful for your cuddles
he likes it when you play with his hair a little bit
if you braid it he will keep his hair like that for the rest of the day
wraps his arms around you very firmly
sometimes you two would talk but it’s mostly just enjoying the silence between each other
loves to smell your hair
he lightens things up a lot by teasing you, especially if your in a bad mood
he’s mostly the one nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck
most of the time you would do the talking while he just listens to your voice
always the first thing he wants to do when he comes home from fatui work
you would have to push him off and make him shower first before any kind of cuddling
wraps his arm around your waist a lot
to him, cuddling is his way of forgetting the world around him and focusing on you
you guys switch around a lot
sometimes he’s the one getting hugged or sometimes you are
a LOT of small pecks everywhere
he loves talking to you about his day
cuddles are absolutely a must for him since this man craves affection
usually you both are really tired after work so holding each other makes both of you feel better
he loves petting you and playing with your hair
in return you do the same to him
usually you snuggle into his chest with his arms wrapped around you
you two don’t get to cuddle very often since Albedo is usually pretty busy with his work
but when you do it’s very worth the wait
he tends to just listen to your voice and your heartbeat with his head on your chest
he likes being held by you sometimes but most of the time he likes holding you
he would try to refuse the first couple times and be very reluctant to do it
but when you looked at him with those eyes how could he say no?
he ends up in your arms very unsure if he’s doing it right
once he gets used to it he starts to like it
definitely the type to intertwine his fingers with you and rub your knuckles with his fingers
he’s very annoyed with his work when he comes home
but he secretly enjoys coming home to cuddles
he tries to be the big spoon a lot and hold you but he actually likes being held as well
he would never admit it but he likes it when his head is rested on your chest
he likes being held and holding you
you two would switch around a lot
but i will say that he loves it when you pet his hair and play with it
he’s very touch starved and would only show his vulnerable side with you
be prepared for a lot of sweet nothings being whispered into your ear (along with some haiku’s he made just for you)
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drunken words are sober thoughts
pairings (separately!)- diluc ragnvindr, kaeya alberich x gender neutral reader
word count - 5411
genre - hurt/comfort, angst
format - drabbles
warnings - very self deprecating thoughts in kaeya's, heavy alcohol consumption, drunken behavior, vomiting, crying, removal of some clothes (no sexual implications whatsoever), skinship
summary - after separating from you, whether it was on amicable or less than amicable terms, he finds himself crawling back to you in a drunken stupor and hoping that you'd take him into your arms again, and you know that you've missed him just as much
a/n - i haven't noticed how much i incorporate drinking into my writing despite never having tasted a drop of alcohol before myself :P i'll stick with my apple juice for now, but wooo pain! (i might make a part two to this [either continuing these drabbles or using new characters], but i'm not quite sure yet hehe :P) hope you enjoy!
disclaimer - i want to note that no one should ever make you feel as though you have to take them back, regardless of if they're drunk or not. you have your own pride that needs to be maintained and respected and that should always come first!
the weight of the alcohol pressed heavy against his tongue.
whether that odd feeling was foreign or not, he didn't particularly care. all that mattered was the mind numbing sensation that the sweet, amber liquid brought with it.
the bar's air felt dense around his tight knit shoulders, wound from days of ceding to the overwhelming thoughts that anchored his shipwreck of a brain down to grainy, pudgy sands that drew him further underground. the thoughts that weighed the heaviest were of you: your laughter, your vivid and radiant smile, the tinges of mirth that lined each of your teasing remarks or genuine compliments, the sheer, honey-like warmth of your love. but, most of all, he remembers the end, and it's an end that saddened him in ways he never thought possible.
how he longed to pick up a feathery quill and rewrite the end of the passage; a new ending in which there is no ending, where he never left you standing alone, or pushed you past your limits far off the edge of any stony cliff. a continuation, where you'd be wrapped up in his love and warmth and one in which he'd wrangle down any stars that should catch your eye.
but he knew better than to force your hand and play pity on a drunken fool. he knew this and yet his unsteady feet had enabled the memories lined within his muscles to carry him out of the bar's doors and on the familiar path to your house.
moonlight bathed his sunken form in an ethereal glow, and yet he's never felt so far from angelic. the claws of regret had sunken their sharp, crimson talons into the soft, fleshy bits of his skin and he welcomed with open arms repentance for his words, said or unsaid, and his actions, committed or not.
before he knew it, his bleary eyes found purchase scrambling for semblance at the familiar foot of your door and though the small, rational part of his brain knew that no part of him was worthy to stretch his hand out to meet you in the middle again, the alcohol that blurred lines between the grooves of his brain allowed just this once for the id to overtake the ego just as his knuckles fell quietly against the thick wood of your door.
character-specific drabbles utc!
diluc could never handle his alcohol well. a single glass of red wine would have him slumped over in a corner somewhere, sleepy smile on his face and cheeks flushed a pretty, lush crimson to match his firey locks. it was largely the reason he avoided the shrill taste of the very same liquid poison he'd brew for others.
the single memory of a drunken diluc was one you were sure to never forget, which is why you came to the conclusion that you had been so caught up in your reminiscing that the subject of your thoughts had appeared at your doorsteps in a hallucination. surely this diluc, whose eyes drooped with an invisible weight and whose cheeks were flushed a familiar yet unfamiliar pretty pink, wasn't the master diluc who avoided alcohol like the plague, surely not, right?
his body slumped to the side, seeking the wooden doorway as a brace for his sagging body to lean on. still clad in his day clothes, he appeared completely fine if not for the flush of his face, the midnight crescents under his ruby eyes, and the sag of his usually kept ponytail; the ribbon dangled loosely over his shoulder from whatever wild locks it managed to contain within its grasps. his breaths were heavy in his throat and though his eyes threatened to shut firm, the peeps of striking red peered back at you with an undeniable flame that it seemed not even he could quench.
"diluc?" curious were your eyes that searched for meaning within his. his lips parted to respond but his body timbered forwards like a lumbering tree before a single word could slip by. your arms braced for just a moment before the weight of his body pooled into your grip.
your feelings swirled in tsunamis all around your mind and heart, yet you didn't have the will to leave him all by his lonesome on your doorstep even if you no longer adorned the title of his lover. though you couldn't deny the obvious biting thoughts that ate away at you: just what was he doing at your doorstep of all places?
with heavy grunts and labored breaths, you slung his arm over your shoulder and led him to a nearby couch where he all but collapsed, face smushed like a child's into the cushiony pillows. you snorted halfheartedly; diluc was always a sleepy drunk, but the light in his eyes told you that his mind was desperately fighting against the urge to slip into that comfortable, dark oblivion of sleep.
just as your legs moved to shut the front door, the warmth of his hand encircled your wrist and halted your movements.
"stay..." he slurred as he shifted his face outwards from the soft fabric of the pillow to peer up at you with pleading, ruby red eyes that glimmered with an unknowing emotion and flickered the colors of fireworks illuminated by the crackling fireplace.
your heart twisted and turned in the cavity of your chest at his words and you felt compelled to melt under his gaze and travel back in time when you were known as "my love" to him instead of simply just
"i'm just going to close the door and get you something to drink, i'll be right back." you cooed just above a whisper and did your damndest to ignore the muffled whine he let out as his fingers left the softness of your wrist.
after shutting the front door and pouring some crisp, cool water into a tall glass, you found yourself crouched in front of his drowsy face, eyes still persistently open despite the obvious dark circles that hung from his beautiful eyes and the fan of alcohol on his breath.
the glass hovered in front of his face momentarily before he understood the silent cue and pushed himself up on wobbly arms away from the warmth of the couch.
"careful-!" you warn, rushing to support his body with your strength just as he was about to plummet back down into the fabric of the couch.
with your help, you manage to get him sitting upright and held the glass to his chapped lips, ushering him with gentle childes to take careful sips. despite not having touched him in so long, your hand moved instinctively to rub gentle circles along the small of his back as the water ran down his throat in rivers.
the silence that had once been lingering now remained a threat in your ears that pounded and vibrated with every one of his shaky breaths. your heart caught itself somewhere along the thin line of your throat as you fully processed that diluc was here again. it had only been a short while since you parted ways and thought the parting was amicable and civil (much too civil to the point where it felt like a business deal in your mind), the pain that lingered in your heart in the aftermath had never subsided and seemed to pulse and shake violently when his head drooped to the side and landed on your shoulder.
diluc, on the other hand, could barely form a coherent thought. he'd been drinking heavily after shutting himself in his office for the day and flitting through paperwork to ease the gnawing sensation that grappled his stomach with every thought of how distraught you looked when he suggested to stop seeing each other. but what else was he to do? for a man crystallized in amber, stuck in the past with no way out, his heart had been pierced by every attempt of yours to convince him that he was worthy of love, and loving. a man who had tried so hard to part the seas of his schedule for even a sliver of a moment with you, he realized he had failed the minute he came home one late night to hear your hushed cries of sorrow from beyond his bedroom door.
no, he truly didn't deserve someone as kind and patient as you, and so he let you go with a heavy heart. "this is what's best for them," he told himself as he helped you pack your things and gave all of his handkerchiefs for you to wipe your eyes and blow your nose with. he'd never let you see the rivulets of tears that poured from his eyes the minute your figure disappeared beyond the horizon, far away from his neglectful touch.
and so he found himself hunched over at angel's share's counter with an empty stomach that soon began to fill with the vile poison he so bitterly hated. yet alcohol was the only thing that numbed the gnawing in his stomach and placated the wolves in his heart. even with the tingles that spread throughout his body, he still found himself right back where he started.
diluc's warm breath mumbled out a string of incoherent words against the skin of your collarbone just as a strand of his thick locks fell in front of his face. against all your will your fingers tenderly tucked the loose strand behind his ear and lifted his chin so his eyes connected with yours. if he leaned any closer, he'd taste the familiar saccharine drop of your lips.
"why are you here?" you asked, voice feathery and lighter than air.
you'd never seen diluc shed a tear, exactly how he'd prefer it to be. but upon the well of his eyes at your seemingly innocent question, he knew he could hide his tears from you no longer. the dam had broken and given way to reveal the soft, fleshy part of his heart that he had concealed with iron cages and bars so long ago. the first of his tears streaked downwards and slipped off from the tip of his nose before a barrage followed and his rivers expanded into oceans of sorrow and regret.
there was no denying the hurt that diluc had put you through, and yet the love for him that you had set aside, carefully wrapped in a simple red box and tied with a shimmering, golden bow, had begun to unravel with every sob and muffled cry, or wordless grip of your clothes from your former lover. the guilty monster in him began to wrangle and push against the contraction of his stomach and hissed as your arms wordlessly came around his shaking body, and held him close against your aching heart.
"y-your kindness...i-i'm not w-worthy of it..." his feeble voice laced with emotion stammered out, face hidden in the crook of your neck like a small child as he hiccupped the last of his sobs into your skin.
"i know you're drunk, but don't say such nonsense," you gently chide him and smooth over his ruffled locks with gentle motions, "whether it be from me or anyone else, you're always deserving of kindness, diluc."
a sparking sensation erupted from the spot in his hair where your fingers had been and sent tingles throughout his body. though his mind had wandered on late nights, it never truly hit: how much he missed you. your warm laugh doused in sugar, your kind touch and gentle words, and the soft feel of your lips on his. how he missed you, all of you, so much.
" 'm sorry...for pushin' you away...not...being there...for...you."
you'd never expected to hear the very words you'd longed for from the man who still had you wrapped around his pinky. his choked words were hardly a resemblance of the man who seemed so devoid of emotion when he severed ties and cut down your title as his lover in the most business-like manner. yet even with his shortcomings and the time that had passed since you parted ways, you never truly moved on.
"we can talk about this in the morning, okay?" you hummed despite the burning sensation that pierced your eyes crinkled in mirth. you'd long since caged the tears from your parting behind thick, concrete dams that you prayed he'd never bear witness too, but it seemed that prayer was in vain upon the first streaks of tears that cascaded down your face.
he cradled your words like a newborn baby; his actions truly weren't alright in his mind and yet you so warmly opened your arms to him despite all he'd done to you. you were willing to give him a chance and that was all he needed.
"come on," you sniffed and dragged the soft sleeve of your shirt against the back of your watered eyes, "let's get you more comfortable." you rose from the couch and crouched in front of him to rid him of his boots in an attempt to get him more comfortable.
but his tears seemed to be ceaseless and your gentle, feather light touch brought to light how ungrateful, neglectful, emotionless he'd been. with each boot you removed, another memory of your sullen face contrasted with your beautiful smile would pop into his head and he'd find himself at a loss for words. your hands shed him of his thick coat and slid the tight, dark grey vest from off of his torso.
through bleary eyes masked with salty tears, your fingers wrapped around the charcoal, silk ribbon in his hair and with only a very light tug, his crimson locks came undone and fell in waterfalls upon his shoulder and in front of his flushed face. his hair still felt as soft and downy as the underbelly of a baby bird; bouncy and fluffy, you were met with little resistance when your fingers carded through his locks.
with every single one of your warm touches, he felt himself succumb to the ache that you were no longer his, even if you looked at him and treated him as though you were.
"(y/n)." he croaked out in a hoarse whisper, hand outstretched to you as if you'd fade from his drooping eyes should he take them off you for even the slightest moment.
you managed a weak smile and set his boots and coat aside to focus your attention on him. "yes?"
he was so sleepy, so tired, but he begged for even just a minute more of consciousness as he fought against the invisible weight that pressed down against his eyelids. he leaned forwards and gently took your hand within both of his and captured your gaze within his own like a moth to a glimmering flame.
"i will w-win your....love....again...i-i want to...be worthy of you...and your love." his words came out clumsy and slurred but they resonated in the chambers of your ears clear as the sharp string of a violin.
his hands felt like the burning walls of a furnace and seemed to hum with vigor and passion that you hadn't seen spark in his lovely eyes for what seemed like a millennia. your hearted swelled two sizes too big for the small confines of your chest as your free hand overlapped his and bathed him in the warmth of your light.
relief coursed through his veins and let loose the buckles and restraints that had been keeping him upright. diluc succumbed to the warm embrace of unconsciousness and slumped forwards, where your arms were waiting: ready for him for fall into your embrace and win back a heart that already belonged to him.
it took a lot to get kaeya inebriated to the point where his words began to stitch together and his charming persona would wither away into quietness and solemnity. it was the very reason why he'd drink until only his feelings were numb and mind fuzzy with the sweet taste of bliss; too much, and he'd fall into an abyss where his thoughts would consume him and leave him feeling like a shriveling, cold shell of himself (and that was never good for gathering information, now was it?)
it took a lot to get kaeya inebriated, which is why you found yourself at a loss for words when you opened the door and came face-to-face first with the unmistakable waft of alcohol, then the empty, sullen look on the infamous captain's face. you knew how well kaeya could handle his alcohol; a few bottles of dandelion wine and he'd be standing upright and conscious enough to be able to beat even diluc at chess.
but the kaeya who stood in front of you wobbled on his two feet, arms gripped onto the wood of the doorframe in an attempt to stay upright. no flirty one-liners or charming remarks in hand, his visible eye found yours and seemed to communicate with the bitter silence and only the faint chirp of crickets in the dead of night.
"kaeya? why are you here?"
he couldn't answer your questions even if he wanted to. that stubborn part of himself that mangled around the cages of his heart wouldn't allow you to know the turmoil he'd dogged himself through: the thick layer of mud he willingly jumped into as penance for what he'd done to you. his beautiful, crystal eye trained itself numbly on breach between the warmth of your home and the frigid cold of the outside. he was now exactly that: an outsider, and the one to blame was himself.
"...didn't know where else to go." was all he offered in a voice that sounded like it had sailed far away from his reach.
the anger you held towards him had simmered down to sorrow and a small, pulsating core of regret. your break up had been rotten and fueled by stress and arguments, and though it hurt to recall the names he had spewed at you from the very same lips you kissed good morning and good night each day, the words you had said in retaliation turned the contents of your stomach upside down.
but the threat of such an argument seemed not to be present when kaeya appeared to be less of himself than he usually was. an empty husk, a cold, void of nothingness, he allowed you to lead him by the arm inside and watched as you locked the door.
"come here, sit. you need to sober up." you ordered, trying to keep the waver in your voice from surfacing as you brushed past him and pulled out a chair from your dining table.
his wobbling legs found their way to their seat, praising relief once he plummeted downwards and found solace on the chair. you hastily swiped away at the budding tears that had found their way to poke and prod at your eyes as you hovered over your sink and waited for the glass to fill with water. your mind drifted to his face, devoid of emotion or any semblance of the kaeya you knew you loved so much. his eyes had dulled to a faint mauve instead of the lovely, vivid lilac he usually sported. so lost in your thoughts, you watched over and over again as the water spilled over the rim of the glass and floated downwards along the sides while your mind enveloped itself in a flurry of thoughts.
tossing your feelings aside, you emptied a bit of the water and turned the tap off before turning around and setting the glass in front of him.
"here, drink some." you ushered with a warbled tremor in your voice.
kaeya stared blankly at the tall glass of water as if it were a foreign object that his eye could not perceive. he limply looked up to you with his lidded eye and an expression that you couldn't quite place, though if you tried you'd guess..."confused", would be the first thing that comes to mind. you had forgotten: he often became quite disoriented when heavily drunk, and yet despite this his feet had carried himself all the way to your door for a purpose, right?
you shoved the thought aside and pulled up a chair to sit beside him, taking the glass into your hand and bracing the back of his head with your other hand as you gently tipped the glass towards his lips. kaeya swallowed generously before tapping your forearm twice, signaling you to yield your pursuit of his hydration.
he couldn't bear to look you in the eye, not with the guilty swarms of black ooze that engulfed him and swallowed him whole, nor the tendrils of regret and self resentment that saw that he'd never see the light of day again.
he'd been playing the day he left you over and over again in his head, wondering why he just had to succumb to the monsters that raged wars in his stomach and spew such dirty lies to your face. he didn't care that you called him a "selfish bastard" or "lying prick", because to him such words were of the utmost truth. selfish bastard, lying prick, selfish prick, lying bastard, they were all so true in his head. you deserved much more than he could ever offer, because what could he ever truly offer to you? his raging alcoholism? the wealth he didn't have? a chance at stability? to him, he was worth nothing, nothing at all.
"hey," you started, dipping your head a little to make eye contact with him, "talk to me."
he hadn't realized his body was unconsciously shriveling in on itself until he registered the dip of your head and the slight dangle of your shirt.
kaeya, devoid of his usual layers of charm, seemed little more than a confused child whose eye had lost its sparkle of mirth and cunningness. you hesitantly placed your hand over his and silently urged him to talk.
he opened his mouth to say something, anything that would give him even a sliver of a chance at winning your love back, but instead what resurfaced was a bout of black slime and ooze that had been swimming in his stomach from the moment he screamed those vile words and left you standing alone. he gagged on the vile air and hurriedly stumbled from the chair, rushing to where he remembered the bathroom to be.
all of himself came out in heaves just as his knees hit the tile of the bathroom. the ceramic bowl began to fill with all of his regrets and the liquid poison he'd willingly swallowed as penance for his sins. he knew so well that he deserved every bit of this pain; there was no room within himself for compassion or love, only destruction and suffering.
but even as he spewed out his insides, he felt the softness of your hand rub circles into his back and your other hand push aside his cerulean locks from the carnage. such simple gestures had his heart swollen and bursting and it was enough to smash through the glass panes of the dams behind his eyes. tears streamed down his face as he choked on his heaves and sobs, fingers gripping the rim of the toilet seat as if he'd fade away into nothing if he let go.
your heart twisted and contorted as you watched him slump forwards, exhausted and empty in mind, body, and soul. the toilet flushed downwards with his innards, bidding him goodbye yet remaining embedded deep within his heart.
"oh kaeya..." you mumbled and scooped him into your arms. you knew you couldn't stay mad at him for long, and with how his clumsy feet had found their way to your door, you knew his anger had all but dissipated as well. you planted a soft kiss on the crown of his hair and wiped away the sweat from his brow and the tears from his eye.
"let's get you cleaned up, okay?" he had no strength to respond, but the slight nod of his head was all you needed. you asked him once more if you could remove his clothes, to which he once again gave a limp nod and watched through bleary eyes as you peeled away each layer, each buckle and each belt of his clothes. his periwinkle cape and dust matted scarf found their way into a corner of your bathroom until he sat in nothing but his boxers on the lid of your toilet.
you turned to exit the bathroom to retrieve a pair of spare pajamas he'd left behind one too many nights when his hand caught your wrist, grip tight and desperate, laced with words that he wasn't sure he could say right now.
"please...don't leave me..." he pleaded, voice uncharacteristically weak and devoid of its usual teasing mirth and warm afterglow.
your heart had been scattered into pieces when he so viciously called you horrid things and severed your ties with an angry sneer on his face, but you were sure the look of desperation on his face coupled with the break of emotion in his voice and the tight grip on your wrist was enough to re-shatter your broken heart.
"i'm not-" you paused to clear your throat and be rid of the emotional crack that threatened to invade its way into your words, "i'm not going anywhere, just gonna get you some clothes, okay?" you allowed yourself to submerge beneath his depths and wander close enough to hold his teary face within your hands.
"...wanna come..." he mumbled, tugging your hand as if asking for permission.
you let out a warbled, strained laugh and brushed away the tears from your eyes as you nodded. kaeya refused to let go of the warmth of your hand, even as you padded with gentle and patient steps towards your bedroom and picked out the pajamas he'd left behind so many nights ago, still neatly folded and placed beside yours. you ushered him to sit on the edge of your bed and helped him step into the feet of the soft, cotton pajamas while he fumbled with the shirt, ultimately needing your help after getting the arm holes mixed up with the neck hole. you bit back a smile and fixed his shirt, tugging it over his head so that his head and its fluffy locks popped out on the other side.
"there you are, gorgeous." you cooed with a small smile and raked a hand through his silky locks.
kaeya was never one to shy away from intimacy, but being so inebriated he could hardly hide the flustered look on his face from your prying eyes.
you led him back to the bathroom, hand in hand, and had him sit once again on the toilet seat while you prepped a toothbrush. the minute you turned your back from him, kaeya's hand reached around to unclasp the eyepatch from his head. the fabric fell into his hands like water and nearly slipped through his fingers if not for your quick reaction time.
you'd never seen kaeya without his eyepatch, but you really wished he'd shown you sooner. his hidden eye was so beautiful; it sparkled as if it contained within it millions of galaxies, stars, and constellations. golden pupils peered back at you from within a midnight, inky sclera. you ran your thumb over the imprints on his skin left behind by his eyepatch before you whispered, "beautiful."
a sober kaeya would've taunted and teased you for how much you babied him right now, but he remained quiet and obedient as you gently scrubbed away the bits of alcohol and carnage from his mouth with the bristles of the toothbrush. he allowed you to wipe the froth from his lips and lead him to your bed, hand in hand as per his request, where he all but melted under the covers of your silken sheets and watched as you placed a bucket by the side of the bed.
"in case you wanna puke again." you dryly chuckled and shrugged your shoulders, before pulling up a chair and sitting by his bedside.
"what are you doing?" he asked, propping himself up on his elbow to sit upwards.
"sitting with you until you fall asleep, which you should be lying down for." you gently chided as you rose from your seat and placed your hands on his shoulders to urge him to lie back down.
"wait," he reached a hand out to stop the pressure on his shoulders, but suddenly felt so vile and disgusting for making you touch someone as vile as him.
but there was an odd ability you had to somehow read his thoughts, and you quickly shut them down by guiding his hand into yours. "you wanna talk?" he nodded in response and shifted over weakly so you'd have room to sit by the edge of the bed.
"can i hug you?" you asked, rubbing your thumb over the back of his scarred knuckles.
his heart lurched in his throat at the mere, simple words. he's no stranger to intimacy but the mere offer of a hug had his heart doing backflips. his arm tugged you forwards so you sat in his lap and allowed his strong arms to wrap as tight as he could around your body while you did the same, fitting together like a puzzle piece that had been yearning for reconciliation.
like a gentle rainstorm in spring, you felt the first drop, then two, then ten as he freely cried into your shoulder and pressed the back of your head into the crook of his neck. any closer and you'd become one with him.
"i'm so sorry...for everything. i d-didn't mean it, any of i-it." he sputtered out between muffled cries, fisting your shirt into his hands.
"it's all my fault..." was the line that had you ripping your head away from his neck and looking him dead in the eye much to his dismay.
he could hardly maintain eye contact, too ashamed to even face you head on until your hands gently cupped his face and turned his head to face you.
"kaeya alberich, look at me." you ushered in a firm yet gentle voice when his eyes darted around the room, drinking in each corner and crevice; anything that wasn't you.
the soft pads of your fingers gently pinched his cheeks in retaliation, and you felt your heart swell when his beautiful eyes finally fell upon you.
"it's not all your fault, i was wrong too. you weren't the only one yelling, i said things i didn't mean either." you finalized your words by taking his hand and placing it on the thin fabric of your shirt that separated him from your skin. under his touch he could feel the palpitating beat of your heart thunder under your skin.
"this heart beats for you, you know? take some responsibility." you lightly joked and cracked a teeny smile for him. you hadn't expected his eyes to well with an ocean's worth of tears nor for him to draw you back close into his arms again and spread his tears along the shoulder of your shirt.
"i-i can't...i'm not worthy, i have n-nothing to offer you-"
"i don't need anything from you, kaeya," you coo and rub your hand up and down the line of his spine, "just yourself and your love is worth more than riches and jewels or fame."
your words felt akin to a dream to him rather than reality, for how was it possible that someone so kind and loving as you could welcome a monster into your home and your heart. he realizes he must have voiced this thought aloud when you shake your head and pull away from his grip for just a moment to hold his face in your hands.
"you're no monster, kaeya," you breathe, taking the time to tuck some of his locks behind his ear, "you're a human, a man, and you're a man who deserves love. and though we'll fight sometimes, it doesn't ever mean that my love for you will waver."
he takes a shaky breath against your skin before speaking next, "can i still be yours?"
your eyes crinkle in mirth as you caress his face and turn his gaze towards you, "you never lost me, pretty boy."
date published: september 18th, 2021
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First kiss x f!reader (Or Traveler if you want) part 1? Let me know who you’d like for part two. Rest + other guys under cut.
Kaeya: It’s a surprise that he hasn’t kissed you yet. You’ve been on several many dates, with many of them ending with the two of you cuddling as you are now. Your head on his shoulder, his ponytail loosened, and the buttons on his already open shirt barely fastened.
While he is very confident in himself, his confidence falters just before leaning in. Something about you is so very special, that a whole lot of pressure is added to this moment. He bites back the temptation to cough into his hand, and gathers his wits quietly. “Close your eyes for me?” he asks you in a fervent whisper. “That’s a good girl…”
His breath is hot and close, very very close to your mouth, but soon it is beat by the heat of his lips. His hands curl in your hair, and you mirror the action, and soon you feel his hair tie fall on your lap. While the kiss begins chastely, he is quick to open his mouth and seek to explore all that he has been curious about.
It is intoxicatingly sweet, and neither you nor he are satisfied by just the one, or two, not even several that are soon to follow.
Zhongli: It is an action that he had witnessed many couples do, very often. However, when it comes to enjoying the experience himself--it is a very foreign idea. Is it something to make an event out of? Or is it something that should be very casual, like when he says good night to you or asks you to dinner. To him time runs differently, and he doesn’t realize just how long he’s kept you waiting until you are the one to initiate.
Taking a stroll in the plains of Liyue, you decide the atmosphere is perfect. He’s humming, a rarity even for you, and you press your cheek against his chest to enjoy the rumbling in his chest. These small affections were hard to work towards, but he welcomes your affections with small smiles and caresses to your hair.
So it is only natural when you tug on his tie, to beckon him to bend lower. “Mr. Zhongli, I must request something.”
His eyebrows raise, though his eyes crinkle in a smile. “Such a formal request? Pray, tell.”
“How about we form a contract. I give you a wish. And in return I would like a kiss.”
His eyes widen, and you can see that he takes some time to process this. “But I am benefiting twice. Is this a fair contract?”
“Then shall we amend it?” You must satisfy the God of Contracts, after all.
“Mm no. Allow me to be greedy just this once?” He cocks his head to side, wearing an uncharacteristically mischievous grin. “My wish is simple. I shall tell you after I fulfill my end.” His smile widens, and for a moment, all you can hear is the beat of his heart as you’re intertwined. The hum of nature, the rustling of wind seems to silence as the two of you share this intimate moment. “For my wish,” he says, a little breathless. “I would like to ask for another.”
“I think that can be arranged.”
Xiao: It is incredibly awkward, but that is par for the course when it comes to this man. In fact, it is you who has to initiate it. Several times does he lean over, his eyes darting nervously, before he whips his head away with scarlet cheeks. His eyebrows are furrowed in consternation, and he glares at you as though it is all your doing.
The two of you are overlooking Liyue Harbor together, and you’ve whipped up a few bowls of his favorite Almond Tofu. There was nothing particularly special about the day. So you’re not sure why the Yaksha is so agitated.
“Stop looking at me like that,” he growls softly, no bite in his bark.
You’re not even looking at him! Why can’t he be more direct? “...You want me to close my eyes?”
He should have just said so. You comply, and he mutters something about you being too trusting. But you can’t register the comment, because with lightning speed he steals the quickest of kisses from you.
He mutters that he has to go get something, and is gone just as you open your eyes.
But you swear, that you spotted a smile.
Diluc: For a man who is terribly awkward at expressing emotions, he handles you as though he’s a well practiced lover. When it is time to part ways for the night, his hand does not let yours go just yet, and he pulls you in closely. Fireflies whizz quietly near you, as the vineyards rustle at the Dawn Winery. The atmosphere is perfect.
His forehead rests gently against yours, and you remember why he’s regarded as such a gentleman. His smile melts your heart all over again, and it is only natural that your lips come together. His fingertips dance across your cheeks, and even through his gloves you can feel the warmth of his touch. Though he isn’t one to express himself through words, his actions are enough to relay his affections.
It is long, tender, and sweet. He doesn’t push forward in this first meeting, his lips brushing over yours in soft caresses. It is when he pulls away that there is the smallest inkling of worry, about whether you’ve enjoyed it or wish to push him away altogether.
He receives his answer right away, as you pull him in by his tie--you weren’t finished just yet.
Albedo: “There is something new I wish to try.” He says this suddenly one day, while the two of you are shoulder to shoulder in a calm moment. He was sketching something on his pad, and you were reading an adventure novella from Liyue.
“Hmm...well more of an observation,” he says simply, and shows you his drawing. On it is another beautiful rendition of yourself, a portrait of graphite.
“You’ve been drawing me for a while now. I thought you’ve looked at me long enough.”
“That would be where you are mistaken.” Without a hint of shame, he cups your cheek in his hand, rubbing your bottom lip with his thumb. Although heat is rising rapidly in your face, his complexion is no different than usual. “I’ve yet to have my fill. And I’ve become even more curious, in fact.”
“Many things. There is something I’d like to try. May I?”
Is he asking what you think he is asking? You close your eyes just in case, and sure enough, his lips touch yours with hesitation. You can taste the cake the two of you had after lunch, and he smells of wood and graphite. “Mm…” he hums with satisfaction, and leans back to take another look at you. “I think my hypothesis was correct.”
“Y-your hypothesis?” you clear your throat and try to match his casual tone, amazed how he sounds like he’s right back to business again.
“That’s correct. And I’ve determined that I must try again. Do you consent?”
You looked away, feigning a coy act, before turning your gaze back to him. “I guess I can be your assistant again.”
His lip quirked up in a smile. “Perfect.”
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—#🍨 KISSING YOUR SCARS
A/N; Reader has scar on their back.
ᥫ᭡ ALWAYS KISS YOUR SCARS AND TRACE THEM IN BED; Yae, Diluc, Baal, Zhongli
Will kiss your scars in bed because they think they are really pretty. And it’s their way of reminding you that they adore your scars. They like to trace them too.
ᥫ᭡ KISSES THEM OUT OF THE BLUE; Kaeya, Childe, Hu Tao + Keqing
Kisses them just to do so. They don’t want to do it for you all the time because they don’t want you to think that they are patronizing you. But they still like to do it and every once in a while will do it to the public eye.
ᥫ᭡ ALWAYS COMPLIMENTS AND KISSES THEM; Keqing, Eula, Tohma & Jean
Always compliments the scars that are left on your back and still linger till today. They always like to compliment it before placing a soft kiss that makes your cheeks burn for days.
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genshin men + seasons
zhongli likes winter, but to be specific, the cusp of winter. when it isn't too cold, but the sun shines merrily and warms the very marrow of his bones. he uses winter as an excuse to indulge in his dressing more than usual - he folds his shirts every morning, smoothens his heavy blazer and enjoys the way your hands flit with his tie. he likes spending his time sitting on the veranda, soaking up the sun and having his tea, because there is something so warm about the verge of winter that he can't help but to take your hands in his, trace circles on the back of them, and to truly feel as if he is whole.
diluc likes spring. he likes the promise of blossoms and the bursts of colour when he looks out of his window to the vast expanse of the winery, but most of all, he likes the way you walk with a spring in your step, a flower tucked in your hair, and the way the life around him accentuates the gentle lilt in your voice when you laugh and everything around you that seems so much more vivid. yes, diluc likes spring because with the season comes the promise of life coming to full blossom - and he thinks that is rather beautiful.
kaeya likes winter, true to popular opinion. he likes the crunch of snow underfoot, the crackling of fires and the bite of the wind underneath his faux furs. he used to be scared of the quiet melancholy that winter brings, and the bitter memories, too, but now that he has you to return home to - along with a warm bed and fine wine, he knows that it is more of a comfortable quiet now. he likes seeing the glow of lights inside the houses of mondstadt (perhaps it reminds him of his hometown) as snowflakes fall, the ring of the church bell, your arms looped in his and the short puffs of breath that you huff out when he throws a snowball at you. to him, what was once the saddest season of all holds promise of a future in which he is comfortable, and dare he say, happy once and for all.
childe likes monsoon, though winter is a close contender. winter reminds him of snezhnaya, his family, and teucer, and unlike kaeya those are things he would rather not fully confront - yet. for now, he is at home in the sounds and scents of red earth and pouring rain. he enjoys splashing around in puddles and picking wildflowers after a storm for you - you put them in a glass vase at the dining table. purple one day, yellow the next, and day after, who knows? he likes the unpredictability of the weather and the fickle hide and seek that the sun and the clouds play. it ignites impulse in him (moreso than usual), and an unbidden form of hope, that seeps through the cracks of his being, mending him wherever it can, till he is radiating. it's nice to see him like that, you think.
albedo likes summer. he does not say it (as he does with most things he enjoys a lot), but there is something about the heat that perhaps sends his brain into a little short-circuit, because he relaxes. the days are slow, spent at cafes or in your company, reading books that he doesn't quite pay attention to that much out loud in your lap, with the sounds of music filtering in from the church. the evenings are humid, but he sees the fireflies flit in and out of the window to your room, and the moon shine with a renewed glow after the sweltering days, and albedo tells you he loves you under the stars, because you aren't just something he enjoys a lot, but someone.
thoma likes autumn. it gives him a chance to review just how well the year has been passing. the yellow-gold leaves seem like symbols of fine ageing and longevity - something he earnestly desires with you. the season ignites something rather calm in him, something sparkling and hopeful. something like returning to mondstadt and passing the rest of his days with you and growing old with each year's falling of red-and-orange leaves, seeing his children run around in the courtyard and kissing the wrinkles around your eyes when you laugh. he likes autumn because it makes him feel alive and alive in the best way possible.
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TOUCH STARVED KISSES W KAEYA FOR THE KISSING BOOTH EVENT PLS IM BEGGING
prompt: touch starved kisses + kaeya
pairing: kaeya + gn!reader
warnings: makeout scene hehe. written on my phone.
a/n: part of my 6.5k event! ty for requesting nonnie!
kaeya kisses you like you are an oasis. he is but a traveler cast into a desert he cannot find the end to, doomed to trudge through the foreboding sands for the rest of his days. yet, when he finally reaches your doorstep, he cannot resist himself. as soon as you smile at him, kaeya makes his move, encircling your waist with an arm and pulling you in close. the two of you meet under the watchful eye of the doorframe, yet your eyes flutter shut as your lips dance in fervor.
kaeya is all too aware of how you melt into his touch, despite the chill of cryo that runs through his veins. his kisses are sloppy, pressed haphazardly across your lips. it isn’t until he moves forward, clumsily closing the door behind him with a swing of his hand, that his lips finally leave your own. he twirls you around, pressing your back against the door, and his hands begin to wander underneath the hem of your shirt.
“what’s gotten into you-?” you ask as you gasp for breath, genuinely curious, yet kaeya only responds by continuing his assault of kisses down the smooth expanse of your neck.
“is it a crime to miss my lover?” he croons as he places open-mouthed, heated kisses along the side of the area that you display so lovingly for him. as your head tilts further to the side, kaeya’s half-gloved hands grip onto the skin underneath your shirt, settling on your hips. the bite of the leather against your skin is almost bruising, yet the dig of kaeya’s fingertips cools any potential discomfort. your arms fly up to close around his shoulders, looping around his neck for support, and you can feel kaeya chuckle against your skin as you stand upwards.
“you look so gorgeous, sweetheart,” kaeya mumbles against your skin as his lips continue working at your neck and collarbone.
“you’re not even looking at my face,” you breathe out, causing kaeya to suddenly let you go and pull back. you catch your breath and straighten your posture, trying to calm down thoroughly worked up heart from his sudden antics.
“i am now. my point still stands, darling,” kaeya says cheekily, standing before you. you roll your eyes at his teasing and look away, yet a gentle hand nudges your jaw, causing your eyes to widen slightly and your gaze to flicker back to him. kaeya continues to cup your jaw gently, running his thumb along the expanse of your skin. he takes a partial step forwards and the air between the two of you feels far more intimate than before. his icy exposed iris looks at you fondly yet intently.
it is the look of a man in love.
it is overwhelming. it takes everything in you not to look away. you raise your hand up to gently cover his own, cradling it closer to your face. you can feel the edges of scars that run across his fingers, primarily hidden by the convenient coverage of his gloves. your palm curls over the diamond displayed on the backs of his hands and your fingertips gently squeeze the inside of his palm. his brow furrows slightly as you angle your head to run your fingers through his own, threading your hands together. you gently move his hand from your jaw and cheeks and instead move the tips of his fingers to your lips.
confusion shines his eye, yet the compliance of his fingers to your whims lets you know everything you need to. kaeya watches you, mystified, as you press a sweet, chaste kiss to each of his fingertips.
“you’re so pretty, kaeya.” your lips speak the words in a hushed whisper, fanning out your warm breath across his fingers and knuckles.
“a- am i?” kaeya falters at the innocent intimacy. his question, originally intended to be cocky, comes out as unsure of himself. he falters under your own gaze. your kisses are a far cry from his fervent ones. they treat him with utmost discipline and honor, like a disciple at the altar of their beloved god. and yet, kaeya knows you do not deify him. you witness him for all he is. you understand the good and the bad.
you love him anyways.
the realization leaves kaeya reeling and has tears pricking at the corners of both his eyes. he rapidly swallows them back, bottling them up for another day. they are tears of a sinner, ones that cannot be shed in the presence of someone as reverent and devout as you. not now. he cannot cry when he has what he loves most holding him close.
is this what love is? kaeya thinks as your hands move from holding his to gently cradle his face. i am splitting in two, yet i’ve never felt more complete.
your lips reach kaeya’s once more, sealing an unspoken promise between the two of you. the movement of your lips is gentle and kaeya reciprocates the soft energy to the best of his ability. his movements are tentative and stiff, as if any harsh actions would break the intimate vulnerability between the two of you. your lips don’t part for his tongue to enter, nor does kaeya want them to.
instead, you kiss him.
it is chaste, it is sweet, and that is all it is.
yet, to a man whose life has only known sorrow and loss, it means so much more to him.
kaeya pulls away before he can stop himself.
“i love you,” kaeya says before he can stop himself.
kaeya kisses you once more before he can stop himself.
yet, unlike usual, his impulsive decisions are not swathed in the bitterness of regret. instead, they feel right, even as you pull away from him shortly after he initiates the kiss.
“i love you too, kaeya,” you murmur, yet the words ricochet through his mind. “you are my favorite star amongst the sky.”
you look so fondly into his celestial iris that kaeya can’t help but believe your words. in this world filled with so few truths, kaeya has always been the type to pull away and figure out reality on his own. instead, he trusts your words.
kaeya nods slowly. as he kisses you once more, the dam behind his eyes breaks and, in the softness of your touch, kaeya cries, tainting your kiss with the saltiness of tears. you hold him anyways. you kiss him anyways. you cherish him anyways.
kaeya realizes that for all of his past sins, there will always be you to wipe them away and promise him the world. you do not expect the world from kaeya alberich. you simply desire his love.
as he holds you close and kisses you so sweetly, kaeya decides that he is determined to give you everything your little heart desires anyways.
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feat. albedo, zhongli, kaeya
warning: smut, 18+ content, minors dni
disclaimer: monsterfucking (incubus), dacryphilia, unprotected sex, male masturbation
a/n: new banners!!!
𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨, the incubus who’s known for his gluttony of knowledge, began getting curious with you studying and researching information for work or courses. He’d pose as one of your classmates or work partners, slowly getting close to you to see if you devolve into your desires. He always leaves you wanting more—lips inches away from yours, a hand securely on your thigh. The day you admit you want him, the man is ecstatic. This man will toy with your boy, allowing both pain and pleasure to melt you into a moaning mess. As you whimper, with his dick throbbing inside of you—he knows that it’s all work it.
“Come on sweetheart...can’t you say my name for me? Oh...it seems as though you can’t form any comprehensible words. Interesting…”
𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢, the incubus who’s known for his once wrathful presence, has pretended to be human for so long. He grew bored of the mundane like as an incubus, even if he was one of the most admired. He grew close to you since you were often at a bar he frequented at. The two of you became acquainted, often charmed by the fact you steered him away from trouble he knew he can manage. What this monster feels for you, is generally love—something he didn’t expect to harness in his life. When taking you, he is so gentle and affectionate, kissing away any tears gliding down your cheeks from the stretch of his girthy length—your bits so sensitive from the attention his forked tongue gave you earlier.
“Shhhh just let your lust consume you. Don’t worry, I’ll take special care of you.”
𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚 is the incubus known for getting people to fall for him with just his eyes. He sees you as a challenge, a game he plans on winning. The way you seem to ignore all of his advances or take them for friendly gestures, drives him over the edge. Nights are spent, dreaming of you—seeing your ass jingle as he presses his cock into you from behind. He can’t help walking up and seeing the mess of his pajama bottoms, ashamed at how a mere human has him so smitten. Are you sure you aren’t the demon?
“Fuck...more. You feel too nice squeezing my cock like that, ah!”
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different ways they hold your hand
DILUC; tender ⎯ diluc holds you like you are his sun, his source of energy. prior to your relationship, diluc would unconsciously seek out your touch or presence throughout the day. his day becomes infinitely better when he is holding you in any way. being the head of the ragnvindr household, as well as his duties at the winery and bar with his nightly vigilante escapades, diluc tends to shoulder the pressure of obligations on his own and rarely lets it slip that he too can get overwhelmed at times. with you however, he feels like he can just relax and not have to put up a strong front. the two of you will lay in bed together, talking about anything and everything with your hands interlaced, simply enjoying each other’s company. he'll play with your fingers occasionally while he talks and when he’s done, or when either of you have to leave, he’ll bring your hand up to his lips, kiss your knuckles before whispering his love to you.
“stay by my side. you’re all i need.”
KAEYA; cocky ⎯ kaeya holds your hand with the smuggest smile you’ve ever seen on anyone’s face. he’s so proud that you’re his other half that if you’re in public, there’s a high chance he’ll have your hand in his. if you're busy and not giving him enough attention, he'll reach for your hand and not let it go until you give him a kiss. kaeya will also hold your hand to get the upper hand in anything. if the two of you are arguing, he’ll probably stand there and let you let off all your steam first. when you walk away, annoyed at his silence throughout the ordeal, he’ll reach out to grab your hand and spin you around to pull you in close and wrap his hands around your waist. he’ll pepper kisses all over your face as you try to hide the undeniable smile stretching across your face.
“i can’t stay mad at you. you’re gonna be the death of me.”
GOROU; childlike ⎯ gorou wants to show you the world and more. he wants to show you everything and anything he think will make you smile. if the two of you are out and about in town, and he sees something he needs to show you, like the wares at the street market of bourou village, he’ll grab your hand and drag you over to look. if he senses you feeling down, gorou will grab your hand and swing it back and forth, something he knows will always leave you smiling, if only the slightest bit. gorou will clasp your hand together and bring it to his chest, just over his heart with a boyish grin spread across his lips.
“your hand is mine to hold. and that makes me the luckiest person in the world.”
KAZUHA; shy ⎯ kazuha is usually very in tune with his emotions. except, of course, when it came to you. at the beginning, kazuha wouldn’t even entertain the idea of reaching out for your hand first (no matter how much he wanted to). most of the time, if the two of you were holding hands, it was probably through your initiation. as the relationship progressed and kazuha became more comfortable around you, he found himself being the one to reach out first. he’s embarrassed at how nervous it used to make him but now his hands search for yours out of instinct. he surprises himself when he realizes how much he does. when the two of you are out and he looks down, his hand is in yours. when he’s contemplating the verses of a haiku, he’ll look down at your lap to see them clasped together on your thigh. when he spends the night, he’ll wake up to your hand in his. when he’s nervous, he’ll grab your hand and place it on his lips. kazuha sometimes reaches out to compare the sizes of your hands and when you least expect it, he’ll close his hand to wrap it around yours.
“i like the way your hand fits into mine.”
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Pegging?! [Xiao x GN!Reader, Kaeya x GN!Reader 18+] PT 2
TW: NSFW, pegging🥸
PT 1 here.
“Sorry love, but my ass is off limits to anyone but myself.”
Would just love when you keep begging him to let you peg him, having on that stupid cocky smirk while he shakes his head.
Would actually be one of the many few who would like to try it out, but he still wanted the satisfaction of seeing you beg on your poor little red knees.
Probably would have thought about bringing this subject up before you even thought about it, but he kept that guilty pleasure too himself for just a little while before you mentioned it.
“You agreed kaeya, so please stop struggling. Can you just sit still for a minute?”
“I-I’m trying cutie, but when you p-put your fingers there it doesn’t really help the situation much.” He said as his head was looking away from your with some sort of embarrassment.
He was currently sat on a counter with his legs spread wide open for you to see, not that he was embarrassed about that since you have seen each other naked many times before.
The embarrassing thing was you seated in between his legs while your fingers pried open his virgen hole, scissoring them up into him while he grunted out.
“I’m trying to get you ready, you don’t want me to go all in now do you?”
Although his body tingled he still managed to put on his famous smirk, one of his hands unhinging from the counter to pull your chin up and face him.
“Well I’m sure I could take it.”
“Oh? Can you now… let’s test that then, shall we?”
He watched as you stood up, lining up the the base into his hole before slowly pushing in. His breath hitched harshly, you put lube on didn’t you? Why.. why did it still hurt like hell.
“God, fuck…. Is- is that the best you got? L-little one..”
Suddenly, you starting pushing in and out of him with force. Both of your bodies bouncing against one another while you fucked him.
Hands gripping his shoulders to fuck him back onto you, while his own hands gripped you waist, nails digging in harshly.
By now, both of you were sweating and panting, one more then the other.
“God! Just- argh.. slow-slow-slow down please!”
“Oh can’t take it now? What happend to the big cocky kaeya I know of hm?”
You stopped, hands moving up to be half behind you head cockily as if to try and tease him, which was of course going to work.
“What-what are you doing?”
“If you wish to feel good, then you should do it yourself… what? We went frozen in place are we?”
“D-dont push your luck….”
Probably didn’t know what it is, but still disagrees with it anyways. Also probably didn’t want to know.
Only while your pleading to him do you actually explain what it is, and you laugh when his face erupts into a bright shade of red.
“W-WHAT?! Why would you want t-to do that?!”
Just like diluc, would not agree for a long, long time. Also getting tired of your constant whining does he finally agree, with a red face of course.
“T-this position is not the most.. appealing.”
“Well it is the most efficient way for me to ‘yknow.. reach all the deep spots.” You laughed, watching as his shaking lips trembled with fear.
As of now, you laid your back onto the soft mattress while he sat atop of you. Knees planted on either side of your body while his uneasy hands gripped onto your chest for dear life, trying to give himself some sort of leisure.
He watched your hands apply some sort of gel to the ‘murder weapon’ you said it would help it slid in more easier.
“Here.. sit up.” He did as he was told and ascended his body upward, watching you align this thing? Into his uhm.. ass.
His breath hitched when he felt it push into him, not used to the feeling.
“There there, pretty boy. It will hurt at first, but I assure you… you’ll feel amazing in just a moment.”
He didn’t trust your sinister words, only knowing betrayal as you pushed into him. It stung a lot, and he was sure it would hurt a lot of days after.
You slowly push in and out of him, gripping his hips down to get all the way in.
“Argh.. j-just please don’t.. break me.”
“Oh. I’m sorry love, but this is going to hurt me more then it hurts you…”
What? What do you mean by th- ARGH!
Your hips slammed into him harshly, making him bounce against your sex while you abused his hole with your stupid toy.
When did the good feeling kick in? Cause right now all he felt was a burning sensation in his stomach.
“Get ready xiao, cause you’re in for a bumpy ride.”
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hello hello I love your writings so far sobs I couldn't help but do an ask myself aa (it's my first ask ever help hwkajd) could I request perhaps gn reader that flinched away from the boys by reflex? (preferably with Diluc, Kaeya and Kazuha but you can add or remove someone if you want to!) like they were hanging out and reader was lost in thoughts and suddenly when they see in the corner of their eyes how the boys raise their arm for smth reader quickly raises their arms above their own head to protect it- how would they react and how would they comfort the reader? I hope it's not too much or if you're uncomfortable with it you can ignore it if you want to whaaaa
AHHH TY IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY WRITING! i actually do this too, some of my old friends would make fun of me for it, so i hope that my writing here is accurate >.<
i also added beidou in here, hope you don't mind, i just had to since she's my favorite character <3
TW!! FLINCHING, ANXIETY, PAST TRAUMA, MENTION OF DEATH AND INJURIES
SLIGHT INAZUMA ARCHON QUEST SPOILERS
KAEYA BACKSTORY SPOILERS
The cherry blossoms fell silently from the trees under which you and Kazuha were sitting. Those had remained unchanged since you and Kazuha were children. The beauty of the pink blossoms falling towards the green earth without a care.
It had remained the same through the vision hunt decree, through the war, through watching Tomo get killed by the shogun, through both of you getting injured during said fight. Kazuha's hand was burnt from Tomo's vision, and your body had a large scar running from your knee to the side of your neck from a stray bolt of lighting from Tomo's divine punishment. If not for Kazuha's determination to not lose another friend and Beidou and her crew caring for you, you would be dead.
These days, although you and Kazuha both carried the same trauma, he seemed to be doing leaps and bounds better than you were. Your eyes flitted to Kazuha, who was writing poetry. The only sound that could be heard was his pen gliding across the paper, filling it with his eloquent words that always seemed to flow so smoothly.
You were deep in thought, when out of the corner of your eye you spotted something coming towards your face. Instinctively, your hands flew out to shield yourself, leaving a very confused Kazuha, who was only scratching his head, looking at you with concern in his eyes.
"Dove.. did you think I was going to hurt you?"
You slowly lowered your arms, guilt washing over you.
"No! It's just- sometimes, when movements are too sudden.. I.. you know, I try to protect myself because uh.."
His eyes drifted to your scar, then looked up at your face, only to find it tilted to the ground. He put a finger under your chin, bringing your eyes up to meet his, then kissing your forehead.
One hand snaked around your waist while the other traced lightly over your scar, sending shivers down your spine. You wrapped your arms around him as well, putting a little of your weight onto him.
He kissed your lips, squeezing you tight against him.
"I'll never let anyone hurt you again. I promise."
"Kazuha, it's not-"
"I know it's not my fault. And I know I couldn't have prevented it. But I promise you, you're safe now."
He brought his hand up to cradle the back of your head as you buried your face in the crook of his neck.
"Thank you." you said, squeezing him a little tighter.
"No need to thank me. I love you, Y/n."
"I love you too, Kazuha."
You had been a part of Beidou's crew for just over a year now, after meeting her in the wharf of Liyue harbor after finally finding the courage to leave your abusive and toxic partner. You didn't have a place to stay and you were clearly distraught, so when she asked if you were okay and you immediately began to cry, she offered you to come on her ship. You trusted her, since she was the well-known captain of the Crux. After you had explained your situation, she offered you to join her crew. You agreed, and began dating her about six months after joining the Crux.
Because you had been aboard the Alcor for a year, you knew the crew was loud and prone to get drunk. You had never liked to drink, preferring to quietly sip a small glass of dandelion wine while sitting next to Beidou while she drank a few beers and talked with her crew.
It was now the one year anniversary of when you had left Liyue Harbor, and conveniently, the Alcor was anchored there for a bit for a supplies run, imports drop off, and exports pickup. While out and about with Beidou, you had seen your ex in the wharf. They were about to come and talk to you, when you had pointed them out to Beidou. Beidou had slipped her arm around your waist, glaring at your ex, who glared back and turned heel to walk away.
Now, you sipped your wine beside Beidou, deep in thought. The loud atmosphere wasn't helping your anxieties, and you couldn't get your ex's glare out of your head. You didn't even realize you were completely zoned out until Beidou raised her arm to sling it around your shoulders, after she noticed you were zoned out.
Your arms flew up to shield yourself, and you spilt wine all over the both of you. The cup clattered to the floor, but luckily no one else noticed what just happened.
Beidou's face dropped and she quickly picked up the cup, setting it back down on the table.
"Men!" she called out. "Y/n and I are turning in early tonight! Make sure you scallywags have this cleaned up by the morning!"
The crew cheered their goodnights, raising their beers to their captain and her first mate. Beidou smiled, slipped an arm around your waist, and led you back to your guys' shared quarters.
"Alright doll, what happened just now?"
She closed the door behind her and sat on the bed next to you, looking at you with a certain softness that made you melt.
"I'm.. I'm sorry, I was just thinking of my ex, and how we saw them earlier, and I couldn't get their glare out of my head.. and I left them exactly a year ago.. I don't know why I flinched away from yo-"
Beidou cut you off by taking both of your hands into hers.
"Y/n, don't say sorry! You know, your ex wouldn't stand a chance against even my weakest crew member. They will never hurt you again."
"I don't doubt that for a second," you said, a small smile growing on your face, "Thank you for taking me in, Beidou."
"No, the pleasure is all mine. I couldn't ask for a better first mate. You're safe now, okay?" she smiled, squeezing your hands.
You looked into her eyes for a moment before throwing your arms around her. She squeezed you back, kissing your head.
"C'mon, let's shower and get this wine off of us." she giggled.
You laughed. "Yeah, let's."
Kaeya had told you his backstory, but you never mentioned yours. You just weren't ready to talk about it. Your parents had never been great, you always walked on eggshells around everyone, and everyone was all too rough with you, emotionally and physically.
You had met Kaeya in the tavern one night, while trying to drink away what you were feeling. Kaeya had noticed how obliterated you were and let Diluc know he was taking you to stay at the Knights Headquarters, and would keep an eye on you. The rest was history, and now you and Kaeya had been dating for a little over a year.
Kaeya had told you his backstory on Monday. That same day later on, you had a run in with your parents at Blanche's, where they had yelled at you for deciding to become a Knight, and proceeded to pick you apart from your very core.
In turn, you had been drinking a little more than usual for the entire week. You seemed more withdrawn and just not fully there. And it all came to a head when you were laying in bed next to Kaeya.
He went to put his arm over you, a loving gesture, but your arms came up on instinct to shield yourself. He sighed loudly.
"You're scared of me."
"Oh Archons- I didn't mean to- no, I swear it isn't-"
"You've been acting all angry and cold ever since I told you about my roots. I thought you would be the one who didn't leave me after I told them."
"No, Kaeya- please, just let me explain!"
You began to hesitantly tell him about your parents. His face grew angrier and angrier every time you told him another thing your parents had done to you.
"I'll kill them. I had no idea that that happened though. I'm sorry for assuming."
"It's alright, Kaeya. I didn't even consider that you might think I was acting weird because of where your confession."
"I swear they'll never get near you again, alright? You're safe now. It's alright."
He pulled you into him, wrapping you up in his strong arms and putting his legs over yours, making you feel protected and safe.
"No one will hurt you, not on my watch. I love you, Y/n."
"I love you too, Kaeya. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."
"No need for apologies, you were gonna tell me when you were ready. Now let's get some sleep, that dandelion wine I downed earlier is starting to get to me."
You giggled, burying your head further into his chest.
"Alright. Goodnight, Kaeya."
You and Diluc had been dating for a few months now, you had met when he had needed to hire a new bartender, and you volunteered your mixing skills to the Angel's Share. You had caught his eye immediately, and he had asked you out on a date soon after you began your work there.
Your ex wasn't a kind person, to say the least, so you had been hesitant to say yes. You assured Diluc that this was just because your ex was unkind to you, but you had never mentioned physical harm. You hadn't wanted to worry him.
You were sitting on the couch with Diluc, his arm slung over your shoulders while you stared into the crackling flames of the fire burning before you. Diluc wasn't paying attention, as he was reading a book in his free hand.
He raised his arm up, attempting to adjust to a more comfortable position, but you misread this. Your arms were shielding your face in an instant, and Diluc was looking at you with a shocked and concerned face that quickly morphed to anger.
"I'm going to kill him." he growled/
You lowered your arms and looked down, avoiding looking him in the eye.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
"Did he hit you??"
"I, um, didn't want to worry you."
"Barbatos.. and this domestic abuser is just, what, roaming around Mondstat? No punishment for the pain he put you through?"
"I didn't tell anyone because I didn't want him to come and hurt me. I also didn't want to cause any trouble."
Diluc rubbed a hand over his face, before wrapping you in a hug.
"You're safe here, alright? I will never lay a hand on you to hurt you. I won't let anyone else hurt you either, okay?"
"Thank you.." your eyes welled up with tears, "I thought you would be upset that I didn't tell you."
"No, never. It's a hard thing to talk about. If you'd like, I have connections. We can have him arrested."
"I don't want to cause trouble.."
"You won't. He won't be able to hurt anyone else this way. But we can discuss this later. Would you care for a cup of tea?"
"That'd be nice. Thanks, Diluc."
"You're welcome, angel. Tell me if anyone hurts you again, alright? I'll protect you."
"Will do. I love you."
"I love you too."
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Uno reverse card time. If you want to read part one click on the link I highly recommend it since in most cases I reference what happened before.
Also multiple endings are here again cuz I thought that different people respond differently so I hope that the 2 choices are good enough ✨
Zhongli, Childe, Kaeya, Diluc and Xiao doing the "Kabedon" with their S/O
He kept thinking about what you did recently. He wanted you to do it again.
But even Zhongli doesn't know the answer to anything and this time it was to a question: how is it called and how does he ask about it?
So when you were out together he said "Do you remember the thing you once did by any chance? I'd like you to do it again" he then realized that he had no clue what he himself just said "Nevermind the question, allow me to demonstrate"
The pillar appeared right behind you and that's when he did the Kabedon.
(If you got flustered) He smiled upon seeing you like this. Having you here was surely a memory he wouldn't forget. But you did stay like this for a while.
What happened next was far more memorable... Remember his pillar? It disappeared and he supported himself almost fully on it.
So you know what was next: he fell on top of you and it made you even more flustered.
(If you didn't get flustered) He had hoped to get some reaction but either way you knew what he meant so for future reference you could do that again.
So for him it was a successful outcome. And surely he wouldn't mind having a closer look at you like that, he didn't intend to make you swoon anyways.
It was time for his revenge. He still couldn't believe you got him like this...
But what would be more satisfying than defeating you with your own weapon?
He surely can do this better... Thus he desperately seeked an opportunity.
Your dates recently were in closed spaces all for one reason. To get you against that wall.
And he made it. Dumb luck made the scenery even more perfect. Just the right amount of light, his features highlighted in the best way...
(If you were flustered) "Yes!" he thought to himself- since he obviously wouldn't ruin the moment he waited for by letting this excitement take over.
He decided to use his free hand to get you to face him "I get it that I won?" he jokingly said- flirting wasn't really a competition after all "I'll claim my prize now, if you don't mind" and then he kissed you.
(If you didn't get flustered) "Dammit" he said under his breath as he freed you.
The blank stare was quite interesting to say the least. How was it that when you did it he couldn't calm himself down while it didn't work on you at all.
"Well... You won this one Y/N" he said slightly disappointed. He just loves to make you swoon but hey that just means it'll be more of a challenge and as you know he loves them but not as much as he loves you.
He did it in the past at least once without really paying attention. This time it he did it again.
Only the difference is that this time he realized it and decided to continue on and be a bit extra.
And when his smile gets all smug you know there is no escaping him. However his intentions were more sweet.
He used his free hand to hold yours. His grip changed and he took your hand to kiss it "You're my everything, you know that?".
(If you got flustered) He was happy to have you like this. He let go of your hand and his was placed on your cheek.
His hands were cold, your cheeks were not. But it felt nice, and you knew he was going to say something...
You were prepared for some tease, but as it turns out he didn't say a thing about it... But his smile said enough.
(If you didn't get flustered) He knew it wouldn't be that easy. But it doesn't make anything he said any less true.
Of course he's a bit disappointed, guy pours his heart out and doesn't even get a good reaction from you...
But seeing you smile sometimes is enough, he can't be too greedy.
He was exhausted, really exhausted. When he saw you he approached you right away.
You're just like a battery, whenever he doesn't have the energy to do something he talks to you and boom he suddenly feels alive again.
He placed his hand against the wall and his head was on your shoulder. Oh wait...
(If you got flustered) He quickly realized what he just did. However he decided to be a little selfish today "Sorry Y/N... I just had a long day. Can we stay like this for a short while?"
He tried not to fall asleep on the spot. It wasn't hard but it was a bit tempting...
(If you didn't get flustered) Hugging him you asked if he wanted you to walk him back home. He said yes. So that's what you did.
On your way through you mentioned the Kabedon and as it turns out- he didn't even realize that he did it.
But he had no time to think about it he just wanted to rest, he didn't wanted you to leave either so what would you say if he asked you to stay?
It was on his mind for a long time... Maybe becouse of the kiss? Or the fact that you set him in such situation?
He wanted to do it... Wait what?
He himself couldn't think of a reason why would he care to do that. Perhaps having you so close and focusing on you was that tempting?
It's hard to admit but he often feels like he doesn't give you nearly enough attention... So such gesture should be welcome right?
(If you got flustered) OK he didn't expect that... But it's not like he doesn't like it.
He was supposed to make you flustered, he succeeded, and now he's flustered too.
It was a bit awkward, but it was the wholesome kind of awkward where neither of you know what to say because you just can't admire your partner enough and the words just won't come out.
(If you didn't get flustered) He didn't know what he was expecting but he wasn't sure if he was doing it right to begin with...
But he realized he might have messed up because he was looking at you a bit too intensely... He wanted to say something but he was just not entirely sure what.
However later on he just accepted that he needed to make a move on you more often... You know... So he could get used to it.
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NSFW Alphabet Event ღ
I organized all of my requests from this event here:
Ty all for participating!
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how they greet you after a long trip! gender neutral! no pronouns mentioned, i think (with kaeya, diluc, and thoma!)
kaeya would stand there with his arms wide, waiting for you to come up and hug him, when you do he picks you up and twirls you around, like in a fairy tale
diluc would walk up to you, slowly picking up the pace, till hes almost running, and envelope you in the warmest bear hug youve ever received, while whispering sweet words in your ear
thoma would twirl you around, much like kaeya, but he would hold you up in the air, admiring you before giving you a kiss on the cheek and telling you how much he missed you
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How good are they at doing your nails⠀❦⠀Xiao, Dainsleif, Eula, Gorou, Kaeya, Sara, Diluc, Yoimiya, Childe
Reblogs are greatly appreciated!! ♥︎︎
⠀Something short n cute bc I’m testing my limits to see how fast I can burn myself out again HAHAHA
⠀✔︎ Feat: Modern AU ??? sort of? A whole lot of fluff tbh <3 gn! reader !! No pronouns used, and reader’s features are not described, so to my knowledge, anyone should hopefully be able to enjoy this <3
⠀Navigation & Carrd
5/10. He’s not awful at it–– he’s actually got it pretty okay. He doesn’t let the nail polish spill out onto your skin very often, and his concentration face while he does your nails is really cute. Problem is, he underestimated how long it can sometimes take nail polish to dry, and how easy it is to mess it up :(( Grabbed your hand like, 5 mins after applying the topcoat then cringed when he realized what he did </3
8/10. He tries hard to make it good, and it comes out pretty great! He goes at it really slowly, being super careful to color in the lines. He doesn’t try to do anything adventurous with it, sticking to just plain old nail polish instead of something with fancy designs. It takes a little long because of how meticulous he is, and the design is a little basic, but he didn’t mess up, which is a win!!
9/10. Considering she was raised in a high-class household, she probably has some sort of experiences with the arts, so although they’re not exactly the same, she’s confident with the nail polish brush in hand. She’s probably really good at it too! Probs a hidden talent or smthn–– she applies the coats of nail polish super evenly and not thickly, and she does it without smudging too?? You nails are literally gonna look soo good. Only falls a little flat due to her lack of experience in doing someone else’s nails, but it’s all good!
5/10. It’s probs a little hard to get Gorou to sit down and do all your nails, but you manage. He tries super hard to make it good for you! Even sits on his tail while he works so that there’s no risk of it accidentally smacking the nails that are drying. His tongue pokes out of his mouth when he concentrates, and he lightly scolds you when you jolt w/ a laugh. He’s a little clumsy with it though, but it’s still definitely wearable, and you give him points for effort.
10/10. Look me in the mf eye and tell me Kaeya wouldn’t be so good at doing your nails. When you ask him to do your nails, he chuckles and immediately dives into questions, like what color you want, what designs he can do for you, how much time you’ve got, etc. When he works on your nails, he hums and keeps up small-talk all the while being able to do your nails so well, and he doesn’t mess up at all. Even caps the edge of your nails and puts some oil on it when its dry ?? Literally one of the best people to go to if you want your nails done.
4/10. Hot take, ik, but hear me out. Sara probably hasn’t really had much experience when it comes to giving manicures, and she probably never had any reason to try and practice before. She’s pretty out of her element when you ask her to do it for you, and in her confusion she probably mixes up the base coat and the top coat. All things considered, for her first time doing someone’s nails (maybe doing nails in general) it’s not a bad attempt. Even better, when she realizes it’s something you might ask her to do again, she researches and practices so she can do an evem better job next time.
4/10. Gives it his best effort, but I feel like his hands just aren’t really used to handling something as small as a nail polish brush. Sighs several times during the process, because to be fair he really is trying, but I don’t think he realized before how different writing with a pen and painting nails are. Spills over several times, and probably just straight-up foregoes the topcoat, but overall its still wearable, so you thank him for it.
Either a 3/10 or an 8/10. It’s a bit of a coin flip because, all things considered, Yoimiya knows how to paint nails pretty decently. The main problem is that when she does your nails, she’ll converse with you, and she seems like the type to talk with her hands a lot. Depending on the story that Yoimiya tells you, you’ll either end up with good-looking nails or ones that looked like kinda messy, since Yoimiya got a little too into it.
10/10. HOLLA if you disagree w me you’re wrong. Childe has a family with sisters, and I’m assuming at least one of them is younger than him. He probably learned it over time, doing his sister’s nails bc the other girls made fun of her :(( So now, Childe is an absolute pro of a nail technician–– he knows all the basics of doing nails, know the tips for nail care, and can literally make your nails look so good? Like, they’re well-painted and not thick at all. Even when he files your nails, he does that thing where he only files it going in one direction. Absolutely astounding, how good he is at doing nails. Never do your own nails again–– Childe is more than happy to use his years worth of hard-earned nail expertise on you.
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—#🍨 KISSING YOUR NECK WHILE YOU COOK
Nuzzle her head into your neck first asking what you’re cooking. She’ll even tease you asking how your day is while rubbing your body with her hands. Eventually she’ll whisper how much she loves you and press kisses on your neck and shoulder .
Would willingly pick you up and press so many soft and warm and quick kisses even if you do have a knife in your hand. He just loves you a bit and way too much just not to. Besides you looked cute preparing dinner for him.
Would kiss your neck and flirt with you right by your ear. Watching your hand tremble a bit just because of how flirty he was. Chuckling besides your ear making your ear extremely hot and red.
Would fall asleep placing kisses on your neck. Sleeping into the crook of your neck was his favorite time of day. He adored you way too much to not do so. Besides you’re always so warm and smell good.
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trying to induce labor
masterlist | 1k prompt masterlist | pregnancy series
pairings: diluc, kaeya, childe and zhongli x female!reader (separate)
warnings: pregnancy (so close to baby)
As the days drew closer, you were getting more and more anxious to get the twins out of you. Not only was your belly huge with both babies, it was causing you a lot of pain. Fed up from another sleepless night of twisting and turning, you put your sneakers on first thing in the morning and waddled to the front door.
“Where are you off to?” Diluc asked, raising his eyes from the paperwork he was completing at the dining room table.
“Your children have overstayed their welcome.” You grabbed a jacket and slipped it over your arms, letting the front hang open since you were too big to zipper it. “I’m going to do laps around The Winery.”
Diluc was by your side now, “Is that safe?”
“Walking in the most effective way to induce labor,” You told him, “But if you’re worried, you can join me.”
Your husband slipped his own sneakers on instantly.
Diluc held your hand as you walked the property line of The Winery. Your feet began aching right away but you pushed through, needing to at least try this method of inducing labor. The thought about meeting your babies finally gave you a rush of adrenaline and you walked for thirty minutes before your body began showing restraint.
When you stopped to lean against a nearby tree, Diluc was in front of you with a concerned look on your face. You rubbed your belly and tried to catch your breath, feeling sweat drip down your forehead.
“Is it happening?” He asked, a hint of excitement rubbing off on his tone.
You shook your head, “I just need a break.”
Diluc held back the frown trying to creep on his face. Like you, he just wanted to meet the twins as well. “Can you make it back to the house?”
You glanced up to look at the house. It wasn’t too far, just past the vineyard, but your throbbing back was a good enough reminder for you to take it easy. “I’m afraid I’m going to fall,” You admitted sheepishly, “Maybe we should just stay here for a while.”
“Nonsense,” Diluc said. Before you could recognize what was going on, Diluc had lifted you off your feet and was carrying you bridal style. Upon seeing your bewildered expression at lifting both you and your babies, Diluc continued. “I’ve been working out for a reason.”
Kaeya couldn’t cook. He tried, he really did, but time after time dinner ended with take out. So when you suggested trying spicy foods to help induce labor, Kaeya knew this would be a job for someone else.
You watched intently as Noelle leaned over the stove in your kitchen. The smell of spices and flavorful armonas filled your house and your stomach rumbled everytime a waft came near you. Her eyes glanced between the open cookbook beside her and the boiling pot of something on a burner.
“Sit, sit,” Noelle instructed poliety, “Dinner’s almost ready.” You made Kaeya set the table as you and your husband sat down. Noelle finished up in the kitchen before she brought over a serving bowl and placed it in the middle of the table.
“What is it?” Kaeya asked. He peered over the bowl and, like yours, his stomach growled in anticipation. “It smells great.”
“It's a spicy stew but I added some extra Jieyun Chili peppers. Barbara gave me the recipe.” Noelle smiled sweetly and poured some of the stew in Kaeya and yours’ bowls before serving herself. When Kaeya opted out in cooking your spicy dish, he immediately ran to Noelle who had no problem serving you dinner.
Kaeya thanked Noelle before digging into his meal. You hesitantly watched Kaeya, knowing how he couldn’t handle spicy food, and almost burst out laughing when he almost spit the stew back into his bowl.
His tongue hung out of his mouth, “I think that could kill someone.”
Noelle giggled at his comment and tasted the stew herself, beaming at the taste. Unlike your husband, she didn’t seem to have an issue with the heat level. Kaeya shook his head at you in disbelief.
“Now I’m nervous,” You said, half jokingly and half serious. You poked your fork into a piece of beef and placed the food in your mouth. Instantly, your mouth lit up in a fire. You held back a cough as you chewed the food. Kaeya stared at you in disbelief, watching your eyes water from the spices.
Kaeya rubbed your bicep as you grabbed another forkful of the stew. “If this doesn’t work, I don’t know what will,” You said, “There’s no way I’m going to have taste buds after this.”
When Childe comes home one day, he doesn’t see you resting on the couch like usual. He follows the light down the hall and finds you in the middle of the floor in the bedroom, your body stretched in a weird position.
One of your arms was standing high in the air and the other was low to the ground, causing the top half of your body to be vertical. You were taking mediated breaths and counting slowly before you switched sides.
“What are you doing?”
Without opening your eyes, you responded to your boyfriend. “I’m doing yoga,” You said flatly, “It’s time for Nikolai to come out.”
“Oh,” Childe takes a seat on the edge of the bed. “Is he?”
“He won’t move an inch.”
Childe smiles to himself. Any day now your son would be arriving and he could feel the excitement radiating off your body. He was three days overdue, preferring to stay in the comfort of your womb, but you were ready for him.
“I’m surprised,” Childe continues, “I thought you wanted to wait for him to come on his own.”
You stood up straight and opened your eyes slowly, placing your hands on your back to try and crane out any kinks with your knuckles. “I was,” You started, “But I changed my mind. I want to hold him so badly.”
Your boyfriend smiles again, this time at you. He agrees with you but decides not to say anything, knowing inducing labor was your decision and your decision only. Childe stands up and comes near you, “Let me help.”
With the help of your boyfriend, you get on the ground and prop a knee up. Childe holds your hips as you shakily lift the other leg into the air and extend it straight. He reminds you he has a solid hold on you so you lift your opposite arm, replicating the action.
“This is hard,” You complain, wanting to put your leg down already.
“You got this,” Childe grins, “Do it for Nikolai.”
“Archons, it’s cold out.”
Zhongli’s eyes watched you intently as you stood at the edge of the dock at Liyue Harbor. You were bundled in several layers and your hands rested on your large baby bump. There were even some premature snowflakes floating down from the sky and resting on your nose.
You never thought you would be someone to induce labor but when a week had passed past your due date, you knew you should at least try. You tried the common methods first (eating spicy foods, walking, doing yoga, etc.) and when none of them worked, you and Zhongli decided to look up some old wivestales in books. The easiest one to try was extreme cold, since it was already January.
“Can you feel anything?” Your husband asked, readjusting the hat over your ears for the tenth time that hour.
You shook your head, “Not really.”
Zhongli caught a snowflake on his finger and rubbed it off on your cheek. You giggled and leaned into his warm side. When you spoke, your breath turned into visible puffs of air. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were the Cryo Archon.”
“Oh, hush,” You playfully said, rolling your eyes. “Do you want to meet Jia or not?”
He reached forward to take one of your hands in his. He squeezed your fingers, instantly warming them up, “Of course I do. I just don’t want us to freeze before we can.”
a/n: sorry zhongli got the short end of the stick again </3
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From my heart
Warnings: jealousy, eavesdropping, nothing else much
characters included : Kaeya, scaramouche, childe.
You and the traveler were simply sharing adventures and recipes completely oblivious to the pair of eyes that watched you afar in jealousy and doubt. Seeing you smile did make him happy, yes, but not when it was so late and with another man that wasn't them.
he was strolling through the city one last time before heading home before he say you and the blonde talking to each other, sitting on a bench nearby.
Honestly? I think he'd be too impatient to even hear what you were talking about, approaches you two with his usual smile and starts a conversation
"Y/n? Well isn't this is a pleasant surprise, what are you doing this late at night? And hello to you traveler." His voice quite low toward the end of the sentence
"I was going to good hunter to buy some food" you explained "he was too, so I caught up with him"
"Oh, I see. Well, we should probably go home, you too traveler." He says
"Oh yeah, I know! Why don't you come over tonight for dinner? I'm sure the food we bought has gone cold by now." You say, quite excited at the suggestion you made yourself. Oh, so you've been here long enough for your food to go cold? He notices everything
"I wouldn't want to intrude..." He says very politely but his companion thought otherwise
"Oh! Oh! paimon wants to taste y/n's cooking!" the small girl fairy thing says
"Yeah!" Y/n smiles
For a second there kaeya's eyes twitched. But you weren't paying attention to him now, where you?
Please just go home-
"Well of course, only if you want to!" kaeya says as if paimon would change her decision
"Oh! You don't have to worry about that! paimon would love to-!" The angel was cut off by the traveler who seems to have somehow noticed kaeya's hostility
"Y/n, maybe another time, I still have somethings to do" He says almost glaring at paimon
"Oh are you sure?" You ask
"Now, we wouldn't want to force them dear." Kaeya smiles
"B-but aether! Y/n is-!" "I mean, do you know how to make anything out of paimon? then I'd come." That shuts her up
"haha I'm afraid not. Well, I understand! I hope you have a good night!"
The moment you two leave he would pull you closer and walk behind you resting his head on your shoulder, yes it was not the best position to walk in
"Kaeya? what happened?" you ask chuckling
"Oh, nothing dear! by the way what were you and him talking about? Have you known him for long?" He asks
"Oh yeah, we've come by each other sometimes, not much though. Why?"
"Oh, it's noting, just asking" No that was him making sure
the type who'll believe you but still be wary of the blonde
Unlike ice boy, he listens into your conversation.
A few hundred thousand questions and thoughts in his head that started with 'who the hell is she talking to' to 'Is she falling out of love' and 'I'll kill that traveler'
I mean, idk if i have to say this, but he is VERY possessive. two times the anger you think a short person will be able to store in them
he waits for a while to just look at the audacity of you talking to someone he clearly saw as a rival (in power) and idiot.
He'll approach you alright-
and if aether don't get the hell up on the sight of him he'll make use of his snake tongue to make sure he does.
"Ah, y/n and you." insults the traveler while asking what you two were doing every chance he gets lmao
"You don't have to be that rude to him you know?" You ask
"he's not worth your praise darling," yes he will compliment you and make sure the other guy knows you are with him
You would understand immediately he doesn't like the blonde and the fact that you were talking to him nevertheless
"Aether, I'm sorry about him-" you say
"I'm not." He mutters
"I should get going, my cats not fed yet-" you try and excuse yourself
"Oh, I understand. I'll talk to you some other time?" he asks smiling
"No you won't."
Lmao sorry you aren't gonna talk to him again
But he asks you that when you get back home saying how hes not friendly with the fatui and it could put your life in danger. Silly excuses really, but he makes it seem believable.
This guy will interrupt your conversation and won't even be sorry about it
"oh! Fancy seeing you here traveler. What brings you to liyue again?" he asks like he cares
"I had a few commissions" the boy will answer truthfully
He proceeds to look at you next
"Oh, I was just taking a stroll when I bumped into him" you say
Honestly, he'll inspect you both right then and there
"oh? you've known him before?" He asks
"Well he is quite popular around here and yes, I've commissioned him a few times myself-"
Woah woah woah!! Rewind ! You what!?
"What why?" He would've helped you free of cost why'd you wanna go and hire this sorry excuse of a sibling
"Oh, you were not around since you had to do something for the tsaritsa and-"
WHO CARES ABOUT THE TSARITSA???? is what he wanted to say but he didn't
"Ah I see, next time just call me instead of posting a commission dear" Pissed off and lwk glaring at the blonde
"Oh no it's ok!" You smile, he returns the gesture with a shrug and then looks at the traveler
"I'll keep my eye on you" Very quietly
"Well dear, we should go home I'm-" you cut him off
"Oh! would you like to join us for dinner?" you ask
Oh- Oh? Oh reaally? You wanna do that?
"Oh, sure if you're-" Aether is cut off
"Y/nnn!!" He whines "remember? Remember??" He asks
"What?" You're so confused cz you are very cure theres nothing to remember for today-
"Today!! Todays the day!!" He tries again
knows that the guy next to you two already had something in mind "Ah! If you two are having some thing special I really shouldn't!" He says getting up
"No wait what-" You ask childe puts on an apologetic face toward the traveler "maybe you we can dine another time?" he asks
"Oh it's ok!' he says before running of to god knows what trouble
"What on earth was that for! and what 'remember remember!'" you try to imitate him
"Todays the day you learn not to talk to guys at late at night!" childe smiles
"What?" "Ooh! I get it" You say with a smug look "you jealous shit"
"Did you see that guys look ?! he obviously thought you were single!" He says
"I'll teach him a lesson if he tries to get with my girl"
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"I don't care" pt.1 (Kaeya and Zhongli)
The Genshin bois saying they're not interesed in what you're saying
Warnings: Angst; Modern AU; not proof-read; Also my first time writting fanfics in forever so it might be bad lol
A/N: So it's actually my first time writing in English, so let me know if I made any big mistakes. I tried to make this G/N so i hope i did it ok ;w;
Basically got this idea cuz my friend said "i don't care" when i was talking about something __φ(。。)
You entered your small appartement rapidly, excited to show your boyfriend the new sketchbook you got. You’ve had your eyes on this sketchbook for quite a well now, so you were happy to finally buy it. Between paying rents, food and college, it took a while… But it was finally yours!
“Kaeya!”, you said happily, walking into his small office.
His computer was on, and you could see he was working on an essay. Not wanting to disturb him, you simply waited for your boyfriend to look at you. He finally did, giving you one of his signature smiles.
“Hey there sweetheart… You’re back already?”
You nodded vigorously, a big smile on your lips.
“Look what I got!”, you exclaimed, before showing him your new sketchbook.
Kaeya then frowned and took the book in his hands. He opened it, closed it, turned it over in his hands. This was odd… What was he looking for? Then, he simply said:
“Another sketchbook? Really?”
“Well… I… I’ve been wanting this one for a few months, you know…?”, you simply answered.
You didn’t understand why he was reacting this way. What was wrong with you buying yourself a sketchbook? With money that you’ve earned! Kaeya then sighed and just fell back in his chair. There was an uncomfortable silence between the two of you, and you didn’t know what to say. Finally, he was the one the break the silence.
“Why would you buy this? You’ve bought one two weeks ago…”
“It was a sketchbook from the dollar store!”, you answered quickly.
“What about rents (Y/N)?”
“I’ve been saving for a while now! I still have money for rents and groceries! I’ve literally been saving for weeks for this sketchbook Kaeya…”
“It’s only a sketchbook (Y/N)! Why would you even put so much money on a stupid book??”
You were rather surprised by his harsh words. You took a step back, not knowing how to react. Looking at your feet, you muttered a quiet “Sorry” before taking the book from his hands.
“I still have the receipt… I’ll bring it back to the art store.”
With that, you left the room. Closing the door of his office behind you with a soft thud. Kaeya was looking at this exact same door, not knowing how to react. What did he say? Why did he say that? What just happened?? He didn’t know what went through his mind and why he snapped like that. Heck, he even knew how hard you’ve worked to get that sketchbook. He knew for how long you’ve been wanting this sketchbook. To you, it was an achievement. He had seen you drawing in those cheap dollar store sketchbooks, and he knew how you hated it. But you were doing this for your common life, so you could still help him pay groceries and rents. You literally put your passion aside to help him. And now, because of him, you were giving up. Because of him, you would be drawing again in those horrible sketchbooks. He buried his face in his hands, feeling ashamed, oh, so ashamed of himself.
“(Y/N)… What have I done…”
Finally, he took a deep breathe in before getting up. He was going to make it up to you.
The cashier at the art store was surprised to see you back so quickly. And was worried because of the sad expression on your face. When he asked you what was wrong, you made up some excuses… Telling him you’ve had miscalculated your budget and couldn’t afford the sketchbook right now. The cashier simply nodded, understanding your situation and processed your refund without any other questions. After getting your money back, you walked out, looking at your feet.
And, of course, that’s when you bumped into him.
You were now looking at your boyfriend with wide eyes. You were completely frozen and didn’t know what to do. Kaeya, however, was panting. He had run all the way from your appartement to the art store. When he finally managed to catch his breathe, he simply said “I’m sorry”. Then he said it again. And again. And again. And again. Those were the only words he was saying now. Quickly, you were wrapped in his arms. Your head against his chest, you could hear his heart beating like crazy. You could also hear his voice, telling you how sorry he was.
“(Y/N)… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it… I really didn’t! I know how hard you’ve been working to buy this sketchbook for yourself! I don’t know why I snapped like that… I’m so sorry angel…”
You finally decided to look at him. In his eye, you could see how truly sorry he was. How hurt he felt. Before you could say anything, Kaeya said with a soft smile:
“Let’s go get this sketchbook, shall we? I’ll be buying it for you, don’t worry about it my love…”
“Fine, but I’ll only forgive you if we can get the markers as well…!”
As soon as Zhongli walked in your house, he could smell the distinguished smell of pastries baking. He knew that you were fond of baking and were always eager to try baking some new sweets. So to him, it was no surprise to walk in your house smelling like sugar. Suddenly, your head appeared in the kitchen door frame.
“Ah, Zhongli! You’re back already!”
You were smiling at him, some flour on your cheeks. His heart melted at how cute you were. He then hummed softly, hanged his coat and walked up to you.
“What are you baking this time dear?”, he asked, hugging you from behind.
“Sweet flower cupcakes! Madame Ping gave me the recipe a few days ago, and I was really excited to try it out!”
Your lover then turned his head to the oven, where the cupcakes were cooking. He looked at them for a second before returning his attention to you. You were cleaning your dishes and the kitchen while the sweets were cooking, a soft smile on your lips.
“(Y/N)?”, he asked?
“Yes, Zhongli?”, you left your dishes and looked at him.
“You know you don’t have to bake every week, right?”
At those words, you didn’t really know what to answer. You simply asked him, with a weak voice, “why?”
“Well… You bake a lot… And it’s quite a lot, I don’t know if I can keep eating that much sweets.”
You looked at him for a moment, not knowing how to answer. Did Zhongli just say that he didn’t like your cooking? Was your cooking really that horrible? You were still unsure of what you should answer, but you finally managed to say a faint:
“Oh… I see… I’m sorry then, I’ll stop baking…”
Before he could answer anything, you put the last glass away and the oven rang. You walked up to it, took the cupcakes out and simply left them to cool down on the stove top. Then you slowly walked to your room, your eyes fixated on the ground. Zhongli then understood that he made a mistake.
His eyes watched your form enter the shared bedroom and closing the door behind you. Then, he looked at the sweet that were just sitting there. The man finally let out a huge sigh, pulled himself a chair and sat down.
“What have I done?”
He put his head in his heads, upset. He knew that you loved baking more than everything (maybe not him tho. You absolutely adore Zhongli) and now… And… Did he ruin it? Your sad expression was still fresh in his memory. He could still see the light in your eyes fade as he spoke. As the moment replayed in his mind, his heart was aching. And it was aching badly. He didn’t want to be the reason why you stopped your passion.
Meanwhile, you were laying in your bed, hiding under the blankets. You were truly upset at the words Zhongli said. Did he hate your cooking? You’ve been baking sweets weekly for almost a year now, selling some of it to Hu Tao, Xianling, and some other townsfolks. But in the end, maybe that they simply hated your sweets too? This was upsetting you. You were upset that the support you got was fake. A simple big play. But you were also upset at yourself for feeling upset. After all, Zhongli only tried to help, didn’t he? He only wanted to tell you that you didn’t have to spend so much time making things that people didn’t really like. So you could find yourself a new passion, one that you were actually good at. One where-
You heard the door open slowly. Then, it closed, slowly again.
You slowly got out of the blankets. Soon enough, your head was out, and Zhongli clearly saw that you cried. He chewed on his lip, feeling even more horrible.
You looked at him for a moment, not knowing what to say. Then your eyes stopped on something he was holding. He was holding a tray. In the tray were your muffins. Muffins that he had decorated. Now curious, you sat up on the bed, giving him a questioning look. Your lover then cleared his throat and said:
“I decided to decorate them… I… I hope you don’t mind…”
“But why? I thought you hated my cooking… That it is horrible.”
“Ah… I… I didn’t pick the right words, hm?”, Zhongli said, as he sat on the bed. “I absolutely love your cooking dear. So does Hu Tao. She always asks me what you are planning to make this week.”
He was now looking at you. He cleared his throat and then continued:
“I meant to say, if you’re tired, if you feel you need a break, you don’t have to bake. Your health matters too, and no one will be angry at you if you skip a week. We’ll only look forwards to your next pastries, my dear.”
A small smile played on your lips. Zhongli always found the right words, he always knew how to make you happy.
As he saw your smile, he allowed himself to relax. Then, he handed you one of the cupcakes:
“They’re still hot, we should eat them.”
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random soft moments with genshin boys
➜ includes: xiao, kaeya, diluc, and tohma
➜ genre: fluff
➜ warnings: mentions of alcohol and being intoxicated in kaeya's part
➜ note: this was a spur in the moment type of thing istg. oh, also!! xiao's part was inspired by (and lowkey dedicated to) @almondto-fu 's fic and ofc their singing <33 PLS CHECK THEM OUT YOU WON'T REGRET IT. anyways, i hope yall enjoy these scenarios and have a good day!!
xiao's heart has a special place for those moments filled with unspoken love that allows him to bask in the solace your presence provides. it is those moments when his head is laid across your lap, the usual tension in his body slowly dissipating as your warm fingers gently tangle themselves into his hair.
it is when nothing but your sweet voice echoes around the room, taming the raging screams of the wretched demons in xiao's head. although the adeptus is unfamiliar with the melody you decide to sing, he thinks it's beautiful either way, welcoming the foreign tune wholeheartedly.
you notice the way xiao's eyes are intensely trained on you and you pause your singing asking him, "is there something wrong?". immediately, xiao averts his eyes away from yours as you stare down at him, a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks.
"no. continue whatever you were doing," he grumbles out. in spite of the seemingly harsh tone to his demand you could tell he was just slightly flustered, so you simply chuckle and continue to sing.
with his mind solely focused on the calming tune you continue to intone, xiao closes his eyes. for a moment, he feels as if all his karmic dept has vanished, carried away from him by this rare moment of euphoria, carried away by these moments that he chooses to share with only you.
it's these types of moments where xiao allows his defensive walls to crumble down. he shows you a more vulnerable side of him, entrusting to you his admittedly fragile heart.
it is within these moments where xiao lets out a light sigh of content, allowing both the wind and your voice to carry his worries away.
the cavalry captain was having a wonderful evening with you. just like kaeya, your hands fiddled with a glass only half filled with wine, swirling the crimson liquid around in the fragile material.
despite this being only your second glass, you face held a slight blush already. you definitely were not completely intoxicated, but just enough for sentimental love confessions to continously spill from your lips.
"you, sir kaeya, cavalry captain of knights of favonious," you start, settling your glass down atop the table. "you are the only man i will ever love in this entire universe."
"is that so?" your bold declaration makes kaeya's lips turn upwards. you had always told him you loved him in different ways, and his heart never ceased to flutter each time you did. this was certainly no exception.
"yes. it is so. you know that, don't you?" you ask. kaeya nods to your inquiry. even in this moment as face was slightly red, your confidence and love for him boosted to another level, spilling confession after confession, he still loved you. archons, it felt like he loved you even more.
"yes, i do know, sweetheart. you never fail to tell me after all," he chuckles, sipping the last drops of his wine before setting his empty glass down. "i think that's enough wine time for tonight. let's get you ready for bed, shall we?"
even as you were tucked into kaeya's arms fast asleep, the words you had said earlier were permanently imprinted into his mind. with a gentle smile and kiss to your forehead, kaeya falls into a peaceful sleep knowing that you truly did love him.
diluc simply wishes to collapse into bed with you at this point. his muscles ache from defeating abyss mages and various other enemies throughout the late night, and all he longs for is your warmth and presence.
managing to push open the doors of the winery, diluc sees your figure seated on one of the chairs by the fireplace, a cup of what seemed to be tea in your hands.
hearing the door creak open, your head turns and your eyes meet diluc's slightly widened ones as you greet, "you're back. welcome home, diluc."
"why're you up so late, darling?" he asks. "you should be in bed right now," he points out, hands instinctively coming to rest at your waist once you come close enough to him.
"i'm always in bed by the time you come home," you mutter. diluc feels his heart melt with your fiery touch as you reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, allowing his features to soften. "i figured i should wait for you to get home tonight."
instantly, diluc's crimson eyes overflow with nothing but fondness and adoration. despite knowing that it wasn't good for you to stay up this late, he could not help but feel his heart selfishly swell at your loving actions.
"i appreciate it, darling." he punctuates his statement with a doting kiss to your forehead. "but as i said, it's late, so why don't we get ready for bed?" he suggests. after freshening up, he sees you already asleep on the bed, and he can't help but let a small smile adorn his features. he goes to sleep that night with you in his arms, heart content and filled with a blazing intimacy for you.
being a wanted individual in inazuma came with many disadvantages for tohma. one of them being locked and unable to leave the komore teahouse. he had nothing wrong with the teahouse itself, but with how long he'd been cooped up in the house, it was starting to feel suffocating.
the only thing keeping him sane, the one person who made everything tolerable was you. you were always there for him, even if it meant locking yourself up in that teahouse with him.
on some days, both you and tohma would just lay on the wooden floor of the teahouse. a comfortable silence surrounds you, the entire house silent since barely anyone was there.
"you know," tohma starts. "i hope the vision hunt decree is put to a stop soon. it feels suffocating and... painful being locked in here while the decree is still in full force," he says, unable to hold back a sigh.
"i understand how you feel, tohma. it's hard for you and everyone else right now, but i'm sure this will all end soon," you tell him. "then you can finally go to the hotsprings and go wild."
tohma laughs at your statement and shakes his head, turning his body to face you as he says, "you bet i'm going to the hotsprings after all this. but as of right now, i'm grateful that you keep me company in here."
one of his hands come up to cup your cheek, turning your head so you're looking at him. his eyes shine with the utmost sincerity and love as he takes a moment to stare at you for a while longer. giving you an infamous grin, he pecks your lips before finally sitting up. "now, what about another game of hotpot? i still do not accept my defeat from yesterday."
i might rewrite tohma's and xiao's parts one day,,, cuz they kinda suck HAHSJAJS. but yea that's all for now hehe. if you got to this part ily <33
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