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lyneira · 1 year

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♡ cloud nine ♡

-> having the genshin men lay their head on your lap

Their heart would be racing

Thoma, Gorou, Scaramouche, Xiao

They'll keep their eyes closed the entire time, attempting to act asleep. It's not that they don't want to look up at you, it's just that their heart will implode if they do.

For the moment he looks up at you, face radiant and gazing tenderly down at him with that smile he adores, his heart will be racing, overwhelmed with love and he'll realize just how far he's fallen for you.

So when you put a hand to his cheek, his instinctive reaction would be to place his own atop of yours and nuzzle his cheek further into your palm, enjoying the warmth you provide him and never wanting to let go of it.

This will earn a chuckle from you as you've caught him red-handed. It'll force him to open his eyes to gaze into yours, and GOSH he's down bad, cheeks flushed red as he takes your hand and uses his other in attempt to cover it.

(OKAY I know Scaramouche doesn't technically have a heart, but y'all know what I mean!!)

Finds true peace

Dainsleif, Diluc, Alhaitham, Kaveh, Ayato, Cyno

Despite all of the worries and troubles that constantly invade his mind, all of them would soon disappear when he's laying on your lap. Feeling your hands gently massaging his temples and feeling your fingers run through his hair, he'll let his head further sink into your thighs and the only thing occupying his mind would be you.

After all, you are his happy place and at this point, he'd be like putty in your hands: so vulnerable as he gives himself to you. He'd wish that moments like this could last forever, and in the time that he spends with you, you give him that glimmer of hope, which is why he adores you so.

Sleeps immediately

Itto, Heizou, Venti, Childe

Can you blame him? Your lap is the most comfortable and soothing pillow he's ever slept on, so of course he would easily knock out the moment you let him rest his head on it.

You can expect him to move around a lot in his sleep, and he'll occasionally flip onto his belly attempting to hug your thighs or hug your waist like the best teddybear and pillow that you are to him. He's going to act like a big baby on your lap, and with the amount of times he'd beg and whine to sleep on your lap, indeed he was.

Anyway, you can take this opportunity to do something funky with his hair or draw on his face as payment for making your legs sore from the hours of holding the weight of his head, haha

Enjoys conversations in this position

Zhongli, Kazuha, Albedo, Tighnari, Kaeya, Baizhu

Unlike the previous category, these guys wouldn't let the comfort of your lap lull them to sleep. Instead, they'll truly savor this moment they have with you by talking to you like this. He'll want to hear about your day, what's on your mind, anything really. He'll enjoy watching your face, feeling your assuring warmth, and will reach up to caress your cheek, happy that he's able to rest on the lap of his beloved.

a/n: took a little break from the spicy stuff I've been posting! I wanted to make them as disgustingly fluffy so some of them honestly feel a bit ooc, LOL

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chiliyue-archived · 11 months

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Aftercare !

Includes; Zhongli, Kaveh, Diluc, Kazuha, Thoma, Itto

Not requested !

Tags; Slight smut/NSFW. Fem!reader. Fluffy and soft, mentions of cockwarming, markings. Many cuddles !

Zhongli

Lots and lots of personal attention to your wellbeing. He acknowledges that he can pretty rough in the moment that you are left unable to walk for a week sore. But no worries, he'll gladly clean you up, bring you a glass of water and tend to you fully

He draws a warm bath for you, having you rest against his chest as his fingers rub fragrant shampoo in your hair. You don't need to even say anything, Zhongli will already be aware of all your sore spots, and his hands are making work to message and rub ointment to those areas with delicate care.

Will gladly carry you if your legs are too wobbly to support you; carrying you bridal style back to the bedroom in which he tucks you in while praising you for how well you made him feel.

Prepares you tea in the following mornings and offers to message any more spots that may be bothering you all the while kissing your cheek lightly

" How do you feel, my dearest? Do you still hurt here? I'm quite sorry, my love, but you performed wonderful last night. Let me know if there's anything I can get you."

Kaveh

So many snuggles <33

He's touch starved and moments after intimacy leave him cuddling with you, tugging your form to his bare chest after as he peppers your face with chaste kisses.

He likes to lay by your side for a couple of minutes before getting up to get you some things. Amongst these moments, he likes to express just how much he loves you while his hand messages your waist. He inquires about trivial little things as you both take the moment to catch your breath; easily mesmerized by the way your chest still heaves even after the deed was done.

And after those initial seconds of cooling down, he gets straight to work to fulfill your needs. Gets you cleaned up and brushes your hair for you, placing it in a nice ponytail, keeping it nice and tidy or just clipping it back with some cute hairclips.

He's very scrupulous in the way he cares for you. He understands that you're sore, and so he is very patient. He makes sure you get a drink of water before you fall asleep, nudging the glass cup towards your lips with "just one sip before you sleep, okay?"

Holds you close to him, his head pressed in the crook of your neck as he whispers endless praises to the shell of your ear until he ultimately passes out.

" You're so pretty, you deserve everything, my love. I love you so much, you're so wonderful to me."

Diluc

Kinda conflicted

He would love to stay sheath within you. Your mushy walls were so welcoming and warm, and he swore he could be in that spot forever. But he also wants to tend to your needs because he prioritizes you before his own pleasure and care!

He always likes to press a lingering kiss on your shoulder. It's his way of silently saying I love you and thank you when you're both still attempting to catch your breath after a very intimate exchange, his face fuming a baby red.

Offers to message your hips, shoulders, or hands. He feels a tinge of guilt when he notices how you flinch when his finger traces after the marks he left on your chest. But your sweet reassurances release him from the worries as he tidied you up

Falls asleep with you cradled close to his chest, head buried in your shoulder. Intimacy leaves him feeling vulnerable- but with you, it wasn't the worst thing

He finds himself starring at you before he falls and after he awakes in the early hours. He can't bring himself to look away

Takes work off the following day so he can spend the day caring for you and spending the early hours of the day cuddling with his s/o.

" I can't my eyes off you, you look heavenly. You may just make me go out of business- but that's alright, I prefer to be here with you anyway."

Kazuha

The most doting boyfriend in the world 🥺🥺

Once the deed is done before you can even utterly say a single sound, Kazuha is already getting up to fetch you some water and towel to clean you up. He doesn't let you fall asleep until he's 100% sure he's fulfilled all your needs and tended to you properly.

His hands are playing with your hair while you're silently munching on the food he brought you. Or if you prefer, he'll gladly converse whatever is on your mind.

And there's always the alternative option of mumbling poems and haiku dedicated to you in your honor. What a greater time to do so than right after being intimate? And besides, he adores the way your face blushes when he reads off his writings <3

Praises you a lot. Let's you know very well just how good you made him feel and expresses how beautiful and pretty look in the afterglow(even better if you're covered in lovebites)

If you're too sore to walk- no problem! He'll carry you- piggyback or bridal style - your choice- around anywhere you need to go.

" You've brought me so much warmth amongst the cold and the rustling of the leaves. You grant me a home in which I will always be grateful."

Thoma

Malewife. You will not be lifting a finger. He will take care of everything.

If you're really sleepy, he'll let you rest for a bit, kissing you on the forehead while he gets to work cleaning up.

Brings you a change of clothing and helps you get dressed if your muscles are sore. Very careful and patient

Gets a nice bath going for you if it's what you please. Rinses and cleans your hair with gentle hands that probably lull you to sleep at some point.

Brings a couple of extra pillows and blankets so that the both of you are nice and comfortable for rest of the night.

He pulls you close into his chest, fingers carding through your hair as his lips trail your forehead. He loves having you close to him. You give off so much heat, and he wants to by your side for as long as possible

Will gladly have some pillowtalk if you can't fall asleep right away. If anything, it gives him a good excuse to spoon you and hold you close and for you to maybe play with his loose hair as well.

Makes you breakfast in bed the following morning, his doting and caring nature extending far beyond the night.

" Are you alright, love? Ah- stay in bed, I'll get you some water and a bath, how does that sound? Do you still like lavender bath salts or would you prefer something else?"

Itto

He nearly collapses on top of you afterward, his arms going to draw your weak and sleepy form near his.

It's just a whole lot of physical attention and cuddles from there <33

He keeps a conversation going with you, cracking a few light-hearted jokes here and there to keep the atmosphere light. While doing so, he strokes your hair, fingers messaging your head carefully that lulls you to sleep within a matter of minutes

Really, Itto loves to gaze at you. He becomes mesmorized by all the marking he left, and despite all, you continue to beam a smile at him.

He likes to be told how well he made you feel and vice versa. Is filled with pride feeling knowing you enjoyed it as much as he did <33

Wraps you into a blanket burrito, holding you close to him before passing out. His body is like a furnace, keeping you nice and comfortable through the rest of the night.

Unshamlessly carries you around everywhere the following day because your legs are like spaghetti noodles.

" Did you feel good, babe? Wha..?? You're legs hurt, want a piggyback ride? I'll have the gang bring us some noodles. How does that sound?"

#genshin impact smut #zhongli smut #kaveh smut #diluc smut #kazuha smut #thoma smut #itto smut #genshin smut #zhongli x reader #kaveh x reader #diluc x reader #kazuha x reader #thoma x reader #itto x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader

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pearlywritings · 7 months

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Don't let your worry reach your eyes

synopsis: waking up you don't find your husband next to you. Yet he is not that far - but what is he doing sitting in front of a mirror?

prompt: 17

requested by: a lovely anon

pairing: Diluc x fem!reader

tw: fluff, domestic moment, established relationship (you are married), talk about kids

word count: 1.3k+ words

a/n: check my Token of appreciation writing event!

It’s hard to grasp the line where the dream ends and reality starts when the evening is serenely quiet. You are sure that the winery staff has long but departed home and now are sharing your fortune of basking in the sweet embrace of sleep, while nature, surrounding your tranquil home, is slowing down too, saving the beautiful sounds and blooming colors for the next day.

All that was paving you a road to the dreamland, drawing you further and further in its everlasting fields and high above the fluffy clouds. You’ve almost reached your destination, a castle full of enchanting adventures, but a flicker of a candle and the barely heard heavy sighs are firmly holding you onto the earthly ground. Or bed, more specifically.

Carefully, not yet ready to open your eyes and chase the sweet drowsiness away, you glide your palm over the sheets to the side, ready to bump into the warm body of your beloved and ignore the candle completely. Yet there is no body, no warmth and no wrinkles left, which rings a little bell. It appears that sleep has come only to you, and now you forcefully push it away.

Sitting up is not a hard task, though blinking away the haziness is, but soon you manage to focus your sight. A quick look around the room doesn’t give any indication of something being odd, until your eyes land on the broad back of your husband. You stare at it a second, then another, tilting your head to the side once noticing his position - sitting on a padded stool in front of a mirror, the previously mysterious candle clearly put in a place to cast a light onto his face. Well, that’s new.

Slowly you push the blanket off, baring your legs and throwing them over the edge of the bed. Diluc has heard you from the first rustle of the sheets, but turns around to glance at you only when you are almost at his side.

“You know you shouldn’t walk barefoot?” He softly murmurs, when you stop behind his back and bend down to wrap your arms around his middle.

“You know you shouldn’t stay up so late?” Beating his question with one of your own, you bury your face in his hair - untied and streaming down his shoulders they remind you of those fluffiest clouds from your dreams. “Since we are on topic of that, why are you still up, love?”

You decide against commenting on the way he is sitting in front of a huge mirror, which is now reflecting the two of you. The man in your arms sighs - like you heard through your sleep - and puts a firm hand on the lock of yours resting on his stomach. Two wedding bands catch the candle’s flame.

“I was…thinking.”

‘I noticed,’ you almost say when he directs his gaze back to the smooth surface.

“What about?” You start playing with his fingers, putting your chin on his shoulder and trying to follow his eyes to understand what in his appearance - at that point you are sure it’s something close - got him so silently worked up.

“Do I look mean to you?”

You blink. Then blink again. Then move forward to look into his face to see if he is joking. But by the lack of a hint of a smile and trembling flames in the depths of his crimson eyes tell you he is definitely not.

“To me - never. You are the biggest, gentliest, loveliest and most handsome sweetheart of a husband to me,” the softness of your words paints his palish cheeks lightly pink and the corner of his lip twitches in a restrained smile. “But when you do try to give me a glare if I am being insufferable - I find it hot, not vile.”

The scoff he gives makes you giggle, and you hurry to press a gentle kiss to his nose.

“It’s just…” he sighs again, carefully tugging on your ring, sliding it half off and back up. “I am often told I have a mean glare...”

“Definitely not. Anywho says that has never truly looked at you,” your tone is soothing and you press another kiss to his skin, this time to the cheek.

“I never truly cared,” he confesses what you are already aware off, “but today a patron at the tavern, whom I was in the middle of throwing away,” you quietly snort, hiding your face in his shoulder again, “told me that with such mean eyes I’ll never be loved by my children if I ever have any.”

“Hell no he didn’t,” you gasp, staring at Diluc again. “If I were you I would’ve punched him.”

“As amusing as it sounds, please don’t,” the man ushers you and in a moment you are in his lap, with your arms wrapped around his neck, and his tightening their hold on your waist. “But it did get me thinking - what if our baby will find me scary? What if my gaze won’t be soft or loving enough?”

“If you are worried about that, then that’s already an indicator that you’ll do great,” lately you’ve been having occasional conversations about extending your little family, but you weren’t aware to this day just how seriously Diluc considered that. There is no denial that it makes your heart soften and love him even more. “Though I don't think you should be concerned, dear. Don’t you notice? Klee, Benny, Fischl, Razor and many other kids and teens look at you in awe and adoration - and they always look into your eyes. Would they look into them if they were mean?”

Diluc is silent for a mere couple of seconds, but that’s enough for you to see the extend of his worry.

“...I suppose they wouldn’t.”

“They definitely wouldn’t. Diluc, my love, you have the most vibrant eyes I’ve ever seen a person possess. So many shades of crimson affection whenever you look at someone you love or care for - I am the direct recipient of those feelings,” there is a smile finally and you nearly attack him with kisses, but you should finish your thought first. “And I have no doubt that our future child will become one as well.”

There is a long sigh, but the defeated hang of his head tells you that once again the victory is yours - it’s always been easy to convince your lover of something you believed were right, and you internally cheer for yourself and then physically pat the top of his head.

“Thank you, my flame,” oh, and those very same eyes shine brightly and it’s not the candle’s fault- it’s yours. “I’ll remind myself of this conversation whenever I’ll be questioning myself,” it’s only you in the crimson pools of his gaze, the mirror is finally completely forgotten and it breaks the atmosphere of lingering brooding.

“And I’ll be happy to have this conversation again. Maybe from now on I should carry a Kamera with me to capture every moment you give me a lovesick look to prove my point.”

When he gives you what he thinks is a ‘mean’ look, you only chuckle and move closer to capture his lips in a fleeting kiss.

“Nope, it sure looks sexy.”

“That’s it, you need sleep,” with a wave of his fingers the candle goes out.

“Ehe, WAIT..!”

With a soft squeal you are hoisted up when your husband stands up and are carried to the bed, where two bodies end up falling onto with laughter and many sweet kisses shared. As you settle under the blanket, with his warm body pressed closely to yours, Diluc can’t stop thinking of what you said earlier. Back then, in front of the mirror, he tried to imagine what he’d look like, gazing at his child, what kind of eyes he’d have when interacting with them. But he couldn’t see that clearly.

Now he can. And he is content.

#pearlywritings appreciation event #token of appreciation #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #diluc x fem!reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc ragnvindr #genshin impact fluff

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sugarygetoo · 16 days

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flower fields where love is grown

-> pairing: diluc x fem! reader.

-> cw/ tw: none

-> wc: 1.2k

-> an. hi y’all! i’m so excited to be able to share this fluffy story to help y’all heal from the angstyness that yena has been posting. i did my best with going through and editing this to make sure it’s the best for you all! i hope everyone enjoys <3

main masterlist. | genshin impact masterlist.

✎ xoxo, viz

The field of asters and cecilias were not a common sight together but they fit perfectly, complimenting each other in a uniquely simple way. Accompanied by the gentle blowing wind and the sweet, sweet smell of flowers paired with delicious desserts. A small but elegant stone cottage sat in the middle of said flower field, giving the most beautiful sights that someone could enjoy.

In the antique window of the cottage, sat the master of Mondstadt’s wine industry himself, reading a newspaper and drinking some homemade dandelion tea. Not far from the redhead sat his wife, sewing up one of his damaged coats that had torn from one of his battles as the Dark Knight Hero.

Nevertheless, the couple quietly enjoyed each other’s company as they had their respective cups of tea beside them. A vase of cecilias and windwheel asters were placed on the table between which Diluc and lover sat.

Now you may be wondering, ‘how did someone as serious and grumpy as Diluc manage to get married? Especially to someone as sweet and gorgeous as his wife?’ Well, it’s a simple question really. They met in this very field. Where their love grew like the flowers they planted together.

6 years before: the sun gently shined down on Diluc’s fair skin, the sky sparsely filled with fluffy white clouds and the sound of a gentle breeze blowing through the man’s red hair. Diluc had decided to take the day to go on a walk around Mondstadt, specifically in nearby open fields that sat close to Dorman Port. Diluc had been in the area to attend some previous business from the day before. His work at the winery and as the Dark Knight Hero was causing him a lot of stress and he really needed a break.

When Diluc arrived, he was astonished by how pristine and verdant the land was. Cecilia flowers scattered around the vibrant forest green fields while a feminine figure sat in the middle, drawing away in a sketchbook as she sat on a white and red polka dot blanket.

The closer he got, the more details he could see of her. Her skin glowed under the sun's gaze. Her simple white dress was sewn with patterns of beautiful cecilia flowers, her hair styled to compliment her dress perfectly while a simple flower crown made of cecilia's had laid on her head. The temperature was perfectly warm, the cool breeze keeping the temperature comfortable to work and travel in.

Soon he stood behind her, not daring to touch the blanket where she sat or utter a single word to her, feeling increasingly more nervous the longer he was near her. He could hear an amused giggle escaping her soft lips as she continued to sketch what seemed to be a traditional Mondstadt dress concept design, notes beside her sketch book detailing the important information that needed to be included.

“I know you're there, you don’t have to stay so silent. It’s just the two of us here, ya know.”

She teased with an amused tone. Diluc did not speak, how could he when in the presence of someone with such beauty and kindness radiating from their soul. She couldn’t help but to continue to giggle at his current silence and shy reaction.

“Why don’t you come and sit down with me, sir. I’ve got plenty of room for another person to sit. Besides, I could use the extra company.”

He remained silent, but regardless, he sat down beside the lady. Keeping his distance and holding his tongue to avoid any conflict or troublesome interactions. The two introverts did not speak much to each other while they sat together. Diluc could only watch how the blowing wind affected the nature around them or glancing over occasionally at the woman’s work silently.

The quiet atmosphere around them was peaceful and comfortable. This one time unique chance meet ended up turning into a once a month meet up where they would quietly sit together in the same field. Either working on their respective tasks or cloud gazing with each other quietly under the gentle shining sun. The two were only 19 at the time this first started, but soon their love for each other would grow.

After a few meetups, Diluc would come more frequently as they’re friendship progressed. The month apart would turn into every two weeks then that would turn into a once week meetup. Everytime, Diluc would be greeted with a gentle smile and excited expression from the woman he had learned to grow to love. He learned that her name was (name) and that she was a seamstress from Dorman Port. She inherited this field from her grandparents, so she would come here every day to enjoy the verdant surroundings while also taking care of the land in return.

The more they saw each other, the closer they felt on both a physical and emotional level. She understood him in ways that he didn’t know was possible. More than his father or his brother or even himself. The two of them could feel the attraction between them blossoming into something deeper.

Eventually, Diluc asked (name) on a date which was excitedly accepted by her. They ended up having a picnic in the field, chatting and getting to know the other person better. They laughed, they smiled and ended the date with cloud gazing, holding each other’s hand and giggling like young children again, despite being 20 years old now.

The couple had gone on many more dates over a stretch of a year. Whether it was being on walks around the forest near the cecilia field, planting some windwheel aster seeds and helping them grow nice and strong, or heading into the main city or the Port to do a bit of shopping together.

Anyone that had a functioning brain could tell how strong the love they had for each other was. They were each other’s soulmates and the other half of themselves. They loved each other so much that Diluc made sure to propose to his lover with the prettiest ring he could find. As soon as she saw the ring, she immediately started to bawl her eyes out and cried out her joyful acceptance.

They ended up married the next year and started working on their small but cozy stone cottage in their flower field. The couple’s hope was to use the area as a venue for their small wedding and later use it as a family cottage home.

4 years after getting married, they were now expecting their first child in about seven months time. Diluc chuckled at the memories of their younger days together. Soon getting up to give his wife and mother of his children, a gentle kiss on the lips and on her growing belly too before leaving the house to grab more wood for their fireplace.

This field of cecilia and asters is where their love grew and continues to grow; where they first met, where they shared their first kiss, where they got engaged, where they got married and now where they will be starting their family together.

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jupiter-the-ayaka-main · 2 years

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Kink Unlocked!

Minors, anybody who identifies as female DNI!! The following contains male sub&bottom reader, dom&top Diluc, hand kink, non-established relationship, friends to lovers, choking (more in next part)

A/N - This was written purely for my own pleasure, and yours, if you are male and love Diluc. If you wish to request, please do. Check my post about requesting for more. This will be split into multiple parts, most likely 2, because my time is limited. Let me know if you wish for more.

Diluc has always been your friend, dare I even say, best friend. He was not that open at the start, however, he has shortened his walls a little. Without you realizing, something inside of you shifted whenever his hands were in your line of vision. It was as if something was drawing you to them. Of course, he had never noticed, until today.

The two of you were at Dawn Winery, you were relaxing while he was doing some business matters. You were seated at a table near him, reading and drinking a fine glass of (your choice) while glancing at him here and there.

His hair was down, elegant and fluffy, as he did his work. He gave a sigh, grabbing a nearby hairtie and putting his hair in a pony tail. Time seemed to slow for you, as you glanced up at his actions. Your eyes were drawn to his hands, his gloves were off and his hands were muscular and slim, his fingers full of elegance. Something about it awakened the horny and wild animal inside of you. It's not like you haven't seen hands before, it was just that his were exquisitite. You had never had such a reaction to anybody's hands.

As time slowly continued, his eyes moved up to meet yours. Something in his eyes were compelling, as if trying to draw you in and take over you.

"Y/N…Y/N, what are you staring at?" He said calmly, it was clear he couldn't tell how you were basically feasting upon his hands.

"Uh…Uhmm-" Your brain struggled to come up with a potential reason and instead came up with a lousy excuse that did not contain any logic. "You have..A uh, you have something on your face."

Diluc glanced at a nearby mirror and touched at his face, his hands claiming your attention once again. He failed to see anything on his features. "It appears there is nothing, Y/N. Are you sure that's why?" He spoke, slowly following your gaze to his hands.

Here you were, fantasizing about your best friends' hands, a boner growing under your table, and you didn't even know if he liked guys!

"Is there something on my hands, Y/N?" You gulped. He had found the target.

"N-No! No, not at all, I was just, thinking, that's all." You chuckled nervously, hoping he would buy it but the look on his face made you think he didn't.

"Y/N, I'm not dumb. I know what that look means. You make a weird face when you're horny." You froze. Man, he really hit the nail on the head, maybe too hard.

"What?! No, I do not! Who gets horny about hands?"

"You don't have to lie to me, Y/N." He said, walking away from his paperwork and towards you. Everything seemed to slow as he stopped in front of you. He set his hands on the table in front of you, your eyes dragging to stare. They were so drool-worthy.

"Y/N, what do you wish these hands to do?"

You swallowed the nervousness in your throat, slowly grabbing his hands and enjoying the feel of them before raising them to your throat, making him wrap his hands around your throat softly.

"I want you to choke me..."

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noctuafought · 1 month

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to the people who draw diluc with really fluffy hair, i hope you know that i love you and i hope you have a good day <3

#★ locαl eldrıtch αbomınαtıon. ❞ out of character.

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chiyoso · 8 months

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i miss writing

but im so burnt out

i want lyney, i want neuvillette

i want to know more about sumeru's scholar lore so i can start writing smart shit, i wanna write for al haitham, i just wanna write, but i'm so suddenly burnt out

im thinking of requesting self insert fics of me and my favorite characters from a few writers i love (🫵👁️👁️)

i want to write

i wanna continue my two ongoing series

i want to start stellar chasm

i want to finish my neuvillette oneshots

i want to start writing for demon slayer, for jujutsu kaisen

i want to finish my masterlist and character banners

i want to draw fanart, my characters, my ocs

i want to do so, so much

but i just feel so defeated and burnt out

and the worse part, is that i cant figure out and pinpoint as to why i'm experiencing this

i just had my birthday, i just got imbibitor lunae, i got herrscher of rebirth, im getting the hang of genshin again, i'm going to buy genshin merchandise gifts for myself, im going to cosplay in october, college life is soon, all is well

but what- why am i feeling so unmotivated? mentally exhausted? burned out? ive researched about it of course, but uhhh

google: it may be a sign of depression

h: i mean, but im healing already though :(

google: uhuh and do you often feel unmotivated? burnt out? stressed even when nothing's happening? subconsciously anxious? blank? numb? sleeping more than 14hrs? waking up too late often? staying up until sunrise? making too much suicide jokes? not eating too much? NOT having an appetite often? eating late?

h: preposterous! blasphemy! crude! insolent metal!

google:

h: yeah

im so deluded real talk, my ex really warped my sense of love, affection and care

i want neuvillette's care, i want nat's lyney, i want wanderer's tough love, i want diluc's elegant care, i want blade to scar me, need jing yuan to suffocate me with his long fluffy hair, need sanemi to be harsh and loving to me, need rengoku's energy

ugh fuck

NEED MY FAVORITE MEN TO SURROUND ME and i am speaking genuinely

hope i get isekai'd

#🗣️ hiraeth is venting

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orbitalmoonrat · 2 years

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Hi, Elzer fan extraordinaire, Big fan of your work.

tl;dr I'm wondering if you do tutorials/ I'm asking for tips on how you draw hair. Specifically diluc's fluffy part. I can't seem to get it right.

long ver:

It's such a good reference and the simplification of some aspects of things are really good. like hair and bodies and hands....and well everything about your art is great.

I ended up doing fanart of your fanart of Diluc (from the tiktok where Ayato says "You talk about him the way I do [....] it reassures me that you love him)

(then used my copy as a reference for another)

Idk why the image is sideways. I tried to edit it in my gallery rotated but alas.

but now I'm trying to learn how to apply what I've learnt from other styles.

I've only ever drawn Diluc once in my (inconsistent) style and I CAN RECREATE IT.

This is,,, so cute and I am so FLATTERED aaghh!!!

I unfortunately don't really have a proper tutorial or guide to how I do things haha, I guess the best way I can describe how I draw hair though is that I imagine they're like ribbons falling from the top of their head! :) I typically just add fluff wherever I feel appropriate haha

Hopefully this little diagram of diluc helps out!

#ask #nini talks #nini does a tutorial

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strwberri-milk · 2 years

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Lost in the Sauce

AO3 || Modern Era || Diluc x Reader || Fluff || 1,949 words

Diluc's always going to try his best to support you whether it be through helping you through tough times, or besting the wrath of culinary escapades.

(a/n - have a fluffy Diluc fic for his birthday :D)

When Diluc returned to your apartment he didn’t expect to hear the aggressive clicking of your laptop’s keys after taking a later shift at the bar. He was hoping you’d be asleep by now but apparently you weren’t.

“Welcome home,” you say distractedly when he walks into the bedroom, still focused on whatever was on your screen. He makes a noise of acknowledgement, feeling a little too drained from his shift to properly talk to you right now, knowing you’d understand.

“Hard day?” you ask, to which he makes a noise of agreement.

His eyes wander around the bedroom as he prepares for bed, frowning a little at the slight mess of wrappers and empty water bottles. He has a feeling that you were neglecting yourself to finish whatever it was you were working on and leaves the bedroom to head towards the kitchen.

It’s perfectly spotless, even the dishes on the drying rack that he knows he put there this morning still in their spots. It’s clear you didn’t eat anything outside light snacks and the thought makes his brows furrow even more. Dinner should have happened a while ago but clearly it didn’t in the absence of his presence.

Diluc pokes his head back into the bedroom, seeing you still hard at work. He clears his throat a little and you look up at him.

“Have you eaten yet?” he asks.

“I think so.”

You root around the bed a little before pulling out a box of some microwave dinner. He makes a face.

“Why are you using our bed as a personal trashcan?’

Before you can respond he walks over with a huff, pulling the sheets away from you and brushing off all the stray crumbs and wrappers. He takes the box out of your hands and puts it on the bedside table as he continues to clean around you, leaving you to continue working in peace. Soon enough he’s armed with enough garbage to fill a big and he leaves with his prize, not unlike any other time he got down to cleaning. You decide to ignore him for now, so close to finishing your work that it doesn’t really bother you too much when you hear him making noise in the kitchen.

Now that the cleaning has been finished, Diluc is staring down the various pots and pans that he pulled out. Somewhere in the back of his mind is the loose idea to make you some sort of meal but he’s drawing a complete blank on what to make. Normally, if he were cooking he’d want to make something memorable, some delicacy he remembered from his childhood or a new experimental recipe he happened to stumble across. He was no cooking genius, but he was adept enough that everything he made would bring a smile to your face.

Eventually, he decides on some sort of pasta dish, pulling up his hair to keep it out of his face and rolling up his sleeves to get to work. It’s a routine procedure and he assumes that it’ll carry out like normal. He’ll make some meatballs, boil some pasta, then put on some sort of sauce he throws together and you’ll have a lovely dinner that’ll keep you energised.

Nothing goes as planned and he can’t help but pinch his brow at the thought he should have been prepared for the possibility.

It starts with a pasta disaster. Diluc pulled out the pasta, some little bowties you bought on sale and thought the box was closed. Unfortunately for him, it was not. As soon as he reached for the box it all spilled over the floor of the kitchen, him staring it down before sighing and cleaning up the mess he inadvertently made. Thankfully for him, he found another package of spaghetti, this time being much more careful when opening it.

He filled a pot with water and in a moment of blankness put the pasta inside then stared at it, wondering why it wasn’t softening. He’ll ignore that it took him five minutes to realise he was just effectively soaking the pasta, having also forgotten to turn on the heat to actually boil water. Then, once the water boiled he put the noodles back in, tempted to put his finger in to make sure the water was actually hot but deciding it probably wasn’t the best idea.

With that out of the way, he decided to begin work on the sauce. Fresh tomatoes, basil, some onion, garlic, just whatever he could find and cook that didn’t look like it was expired. In fact, he was so proud of himself for making what he deemed to be an absolutely delicious sauce that he forgot to monitor the noodles, letting them boil over. The boiling over was easily mitigated by his placement of a wooden spoon over the stove top, also reminding him to add some of the liquid to his sauce.

The meatballs go off without a hitch now that Diluc was on his guard. The absolute focus of which he’s cooking the protein would seem almost comedic were you there to watch him, His eyes are narrowed, fully intent on making this go smoothly. Of course, it would have were it not for the sauce he began cooking them in once they were almost finished, beginning to burn slightly when he neglected to check the strength of the heat. He removed it from the burner soon enough but at this point he was so close to giving up.

The thought of being able to provide you with a nice, home-cooked meal is what kept him going and what made him stop pinching the bridge of his nose. He takes a deep breath and tries to relax, doing the dishes and preparing a serving each for the both of you. Now standing in the middle of a clean kitchen he exhales roughly, relieved that his bad luck streak seemed to have finally run its course.

Now you’ve come out of the bedroom, drawn out by the smell of his cooking and clap happily at the sight of the two dishes on the dinner table.

“You made us dinner?” you ask softly, sitting down at the chair he pulls out for you.

“I couldn’t let you go to bed without eating a proper meal, especially not when you’ve been working so hard. Clearly you haven’t been eating right all day so of course I had to rectify that,” he scolds, hands on his hips like a stern matron. You’re used to it at this point so you roll your eyes, pulling him down by the collar to press a kiss to his lips.

“Thanks ‘Luc. I really appreciate it,” you thank, his pale skin flushing at the gesture before sitting across from you to eat his own portion.

“However, it sounded like the process didn’t go as smoothly as you’d hoped,” you tease, watching as his body stiffens then softens in defeat.

“I tried my best and that’s all that matters,” he responds with an air of finality that makes you laugh.

“It tastes amazing - I can’t even tell there are shards of glass in the sauce.”

“There’s glass?!” He immediately picks up your plate and inspects it closely, making you struggle to hold back your laughter at his earnest efforts.

“No, I was just messing with you. You did a really good job with making it though sweetheart.”

He relaxes and slumps back into his chair after returning your plate, sighing loudly.

“You have no idea how difficult it was to just make a plate of pasta,” he groans. “I just wanted to make you something to eat but I suppose even that was too much to ask of the universe.”

His dramatics make you smile, knowing that when you first met the man you never would have guessed that he had this sort of side to him. He puts his face in his hands, sighing loudly before taking a bite of the pasta and making a noise of agreement. Diluc liked his own cooking at least.

“I’m glad it turned out well. It’s some sort of reward for the hardships I was forced to endure while making the damn thing.”

The meal goes by much smoother than the cooking of the food and in fairness you do the dishes. Diluc doesn’t feel right letting you do it by yourself so he joins you at the sink to dry as you wash. You can’t help but stare at him a little, exposed forearms and the movement of his fingers working delicately over the plates and utensils. He can feel your staring at him and lets you ogle at him a bit, wiping his hands off with a towel when finished.

In your slight stupor, you don’t notice his hand coming up to cup your face, leaning in and pressing a slow kiss to your lips. It brings you back to reality only to sweep you off your feet again, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you in to kiss you harder in the low light of your kitchen.

“Are you done staring yet?” he asks you huskily, eyes resting gently on your lips when you pull apart. You nod, just a bit shaky from the intensity of his kiss.

“We should get ready for bed now, shouldn’t we?”

Without giving you a chance to respond he leads you to the washroom, the two of you doing your nightly routines next to each other in a comfortable silence. In the back of your mind you know you have a bit more work to do, so close to finishing but it was clear Diluc wasn’t willing to let you overwork yourself tonight.

When he finishes brushing his teeth he steps over to hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder as he waits for you to finish up. His eyes meet yours in the reflective surface and he gives you a soft smile, turning to bury his face into your neck.

“Finish faster. I want to sleep.”

“Stop being so pushy,” you tease, poking his forehead and giggling at the sound he makes.

He only got like this when he was tired and the frustration from earlier most likely didn’t help. You put your hand on his, tapping them gently as you finish up with your free hand. Once you’re finished he pulls you into bed, landing on the mattress and taking you with him. The quick movement makes you yelp a little but his strong arms around your waist keep you steady, landing you on his chest.

Once you two settle down you find yourself enveloped wholly in his warmth and it’d be suffocating if you had your face in his chest but instead you’re staring up at him and he’s looking down at you, running his fingers through your hair.

“You should rest now,” he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Whatever work you have left to do you can leave it for tomorrow. If there’s anything I can help you with let me know, alright?”

“Alright fine,” you grumble, wrapping your arms around him. “No more work until tomorrow.”

“That’s my darling,” he praises, giving you another kiss before pulling the blanket over your bodies.

His praise warms you up and you hum happily, talking away about your day as he strokes your back affectionately. He fights against sleep a bit, wanting to hear you talk more to get a glimpse of what goes on in that mind of yours, grateful that by some grace of the universe you somehow let him into that beautiful world you inhabit.

#genshin #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact #genshin x reader #diluc x reader #diluc #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc ragnvindr

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realmofpossibilities · 1 year

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Kaeluc snuggles! I just love drawing Diluc's hair so soft and fluffy...

#kaeluc #kaeya #diluc #genshin impact #my art

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ninlilwinds · 2 years

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Satisfaction

Hello everyone! I have a new masterlist that's much better and organized, just to let you all know. If there are any mistakes in there, please let me know and I will fix it asap!

I made this work because i needed it. Haven't really gone through the best of time lately and maybe you need this too! This is very heavy in my opinion soooo....

TW!!! Depression, unaliving thoughts, anxiety, implications of self-harm (Let me know if I missed any)

I censored the TW but underneath the cut, it will not be very censored. I won't be describing much to the parts that are sensitive especially to me.

Also! It's not proofread so if there are any major mistakes, please let me know. I didn't write this when I was thinking straight. Anyways Enjoy!! or skip this one for the next fluffy post I do. Either way :D take care of yourselves, ok??

Character: Diluc

You stood by the window as the clouds rolled by on the bright and sunny day. Your world was perfect right now. Everything was set. You had a loving boyfriend, an occupation as an adventurer, and a warm home with plenty of food.

There was truly nothing you could complain of. But why do you still feel so empty? Unsatisfied? Like something was missing. It always felt as something was missing, but this time it physically hurt.

When you thought about all the people of Monstadt. They all looked so happy and content. So why couldn’t you? What was wrong with you? After all everyone had done for you, you were still thinking about more. More more and more.....selfish.

There were no more scars to leave behind on your arms. Every spot seemed to be filled. And unlike Diluc's, yours didn't have a story.

You shook your head to draw your thoughts away from that and made your way to your shared bedroom with Diluc. It was still a very long time until he was back. And the maids were all mostly busy with their daily chores. It left you alone. Alone and with a lot of time. Much time to carry out a plan you had at the back of your mind. One you always pushed down. One that when it started to resurface, you pushed back to the darkest parts of your mind.

But why avoid it anymore?

Tears stained your cheeks as they started to overflow. When had you started to tear up?

How much had you not noticed? Did anyone else see you cry?

This just made your sense turn on. The maids whispering outside the door, the birds flapping outside, the crackling fire, the rustling of leaves, the opening and closing of doors. You could smell the dinner being made and could see every dust particle flying around your room. Your skin pricked as you felt chills roll down your body. And you tried to take a few deep breaths.

In and out, slowly. Maybe all you needed was sleep. You were tired, as per usual. You decided to turn in for the rest of the day, or until Diluc came to eat dinner with you.

…

You felt someone rubbing your back and whisper out a soft "(Y/n)."

No not yet. Just a bit longer. You just wanted them to let you escape for a bit longer.

"(Y/n)." The voice said a bit louder. You opened your eyes and saw a fuzzy figure. When your eyes focused, you saw Diluc looking down at you.

You sat up right and forced a smile on your face, as you did nowadays.

"Did you rest for a bit?" He asked smoothing down your hair and placing a kiss to the top of your head.

You nodded and hugged him, "Is it dinner time?" You looked outside and saw that indeed the sun was setting.

He nodded and then stood up, "I'll bring the food up for you. Are you ill?"

You shook your head and threw the covers off, standing up reluctantly, "Np. I was just a bit tired. I guess I overslept."

You headed down to the dining room and sat down with Diluc. The maids brought everything in and you thanked them and stared at your plate. Diluc had already began to eat, but you weren't hungry. Maybe it was because your systems were still waking up.

"Is everything alright?" Diluc took a sip of his water and looked at your untouched plate.

You nodded and grabbed a portion with your fork, brought it up to your mouth and began to slowly chew. The sleep only made you feel worse to be completely honest. Now you were groggy, tired, saddened, and felt like the worst girlfriend ever. You were supposed to put up a smile for your tired boyfriend. Not give him more to worry about.

You tried to swallow but found it very hard. Oh you were holding back tears again. Was Diluc watching? You stood up and hid behind your hair, "I forgot to wash my hands."

Diluc looked at you with concern and then nodded, "Very well."

You rushed to the bathroom and turned on the sink, taking some breaths to calm down and wiping your eyes. You looked up and saw yourself, which only triggered more tears. The kept falling and wouldn’t stop no matter how much you begged your body.

You turned around and away from your reflection and sat down at the bathroom floor, holding your breath to stop your sobs.

Diluc knocked on the door, "(Y/n). Is everything ok in there?"

You willed out a shaky "Mhm" and hugged your legs close to try and disappear.

"Are you decent?" He said clicking the door unlocked.

You held the door back, "W-wait I decided to take a shower!"

"I don't think that's the truth." He finished opening the door and knelt beside you, "(Y/n)…" he swiped some tears from your cheeks, "What's wrong today, my love?"

You covered your face and shook your head, "I'm sorry...I can't do it anymore."

"...Darling, there is nothing to apologize for. I haven't been around much but I should have noticed the small signs...." He said the last part to himself. He grabbed your wrists gently and took them away so he could see your face, "Everything has days where they don’t feel their 100%. And some have more than just a day. Next time, we can work it out together." He pulled you in, hugging you against him, "I love you, (Y/n). So don't hesitate if you need help."

He kissed your lips gently and comforted you until you were ready to head to bed for some cuddles. Maybe the sadness hadn't left. And maybe you didn't really feel better. But having a shoulder to cry on was better than trying to hide behind smiles. It was relieving. And it let you know it'd be ok

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