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dawndelion-winery · 12 days
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Just A Taste
Kisses and more (it was not just a taste)
Ft. Alhaitham, Childe, Dottore, Wriothesley, Zhongli
Warnings: 18+, mdni, making out, Dottore being Dottore, teeny bit of Dragonli
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Alhaitham:
Alhaitham's kisses, unlike his words, are gentle
Such is the way his lips find yours, soft to the touch, and every bit respectful
So much so that he always manages to catch himself as he leans in, biting his lip as he stares at you
His brow furrows in frustration with himself as he stops just short of kissing you, barely whispering a heavy "May I?"
When you assent, he finally leans in, eyes closed, palm on your cheek
Sweet, brief kisses (always at least three)
Of course, it's different if you initiate it
His hand finds the small of your back and pulls you closer, holding you in place lest you run off
If you're in the mood to kiss him, he'll push his luck for more
This time, he nibbles at your lips instead as his hands slide down from your back to your ass (he squeezes if he's in a particularly teasing mood)
And it's not hard to tell what he wants when he looks at you so hungrily like you're his next meal
Not that he'd ever act on it
Not unless you ask him to
It's almost tormenting, the way he touches you so respectfully despite so obviously wanting more
And for this, he's terribly fond of having you in his lap to enjoy the view, to see you squirm before you relent and beg him to be a little less restrained
"In that case...you don't happen to have any plans at the moment, do you? We'll likely be here for a while."
Childe:
Messy, wet, and full of teeth and nips
He kisses restlessly, like it's never enough to just be kissing you
His hands are everywhere, on your face, your arms, your chest, waist, thighs, you name it
Ajax kisses you with fervour, as though you're his first and he's trying to impress
His mouth never stops moving, be it trailing kisses across your face, or sucking on your neck, or even biting your cheek
He's always grinning too, like he's watching his favourite show
He very well may be too, with every sound leaving your lips composing his favourite soundtracks
Not that much of it can be heard when he swallows it all so eagerly
It always starts with him sitting innocently beside you too
And then his hand finds its way to your thigh as he inches closer, slipping an arm around you under the guise of a quick cuddle
Followed by a peck to your cheek as he scoots closer still
And of course, it's never enough for him, not when he craves you oh so much
So not so subtly, he rests his chin on your shoulder as his lips creep towards your neck
His movements are casual, almost lazy, and it would seem that way if not for the way he caged you in his embrace
Kiss him back and see how quickly his hold gets more playful, his hands start to wander more, grabbing and squeezing at any expanse of flesh he can reach.
More than anything, he loves murmuring praises as kisses you, as though the kisses engrave his affection right into your skin
"Mm, just a little more...I love you..."
Dottore:
He's a biter
He gets so nippy with his kisses that people worry for you
I mean, they're already worried because it's Dottore you're dating, the cuts and grazes that litter your skin only fuels their concern further
He likes it a little too much though, relishing the sight each time he adds new marks to the mix
It's like an art to him, and he wonders how many he should leave, how deep they should be, before he makes them permanent
He's very aware that you're apprehensive to him being so...violently inclined, so he contents himself with this much
Even then, he knows exactly what gets you ticking, the way your eyes flutter shut as he holds the nape of your neck to keep you from pulling away when he kisses you breathless
And while you recover, catching your breath while your mind is numb, he makes quick work at your neck and shoulders (your chest too, if enough of it is exposed)
His teeth, ever sharp, puncturing bruised skin just before he kisses it better
Cry if you will, he'll only stroke your face, his lips dancing gently across your features until the sniffling stops, and then he's right back to marking you
His hands do wonders to coax you into letting him do as he pleases each and every time
Painful as it gets, he's quick to rub soothing circles on your thighs or back, whichever is more convenient for him to hold you in place
"Hush, my dear," he mumbles against your cheek as he kisses your tears away. "You're not done so quickly, are you?"
Wriothesley:
Wriothesley kisses you with all the desperation and longing of someone dying to be in love
More often than not, he's pulling you in as you pull away for air because he's not nearly done
It's taken so much out of him to be this vulnerable with you that he can't imagine not wanting you and it shows. Very much.
You can barely pry him off you once he gets started, which is pretty funny considering how he almost seems averse to touch in public
But in private? When you drape yourself over him and kiss along his jawline so tantalisingly?
You're just begging for trouble
And what luck for you that he excels in dealing with troublemakers
The wall, his desk, they're all convenient surfaces to hold you captive for your sentence
He's quite partial to having you on his desk, though, since it's so easy to rub his hand up and down your thigh no matter how much you squirm
And then he can simply press his forehead to yours, muttering about what an attention seeker you are and sighing that you leave him no choice
He's fooling no one when he's practically grinning ear to ear as he leans in to capture your lips again
"Can't even keep your hands to yourself for a minute? I'll give you something to hold onto then."
Zhongli:
You'd expect him to be patient and gentle with his kisses
And while, yes, they are sensual to an extent, there's a certain amount of desperation to them
He's lost so many people over the years, mortal and immortal alike
The latter being worse on him because he had been so certain he'd have enough time with them
So for you, someone so dear to him, to be mortal...it's frustrating, to say the least
He tries so hard to maintain his human form but he really gets carried away sometimes, the urge to just give you the teeniest of nips with his long canines getting the better of him
His lips find yours hungrily, and when you turn you hear for air, he simply moves to your neck, your jugular
He loves feeling the warm pulse of your blood rushing through your veins, it's like sand trickling through an hourglass, letting him know he still had time with you
His lips never leave you until he's had his fill
His hands are, in fact, gentle, like a skilled potter, caressing you as sweetly as he thinks you are
You're so fragile, a mere human, and oh the things he might do to you if he were just some big bad dragon but you're just too precious to risk
His fingers dance across your skin like he's trying to paint you, fingertips feeling almost talon-like at times, but always lightly
Zhongli who wonders what your worship would feel like, but anxious he might enjoy it a little too much, pulling you up from your cosy kneeling spot so he can hold you properly
"I'm not your deity, now am I? There's no need for that, my precious, let me feel you."
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masqueradeoftheguilty · 3 months
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thinking about the very obvious reference to diluc in the wings of concealing snow lore. again yeah. sorry
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salemoleander · 1 year
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I have a bottle of my favorite wine and I've finally been able to get my ADHD meds, so I will either write 5k words of absolute genius & create an entirely new art form tonight or fall asleep at 7 PM
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kakyoinryoko · 9 months
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It's an honour to have found u and I hope u don't mind the follow!! Your writing is very good. And I am curious . About like. A little more regarding the crepus scarlet letter . It has opened my eyes and if you ever write a part 3 I will be there 🫡Thank u once again comrade
it’s totally fine 👍 tbh i haven’t ever really posted about it much, and i don’t have any particular plans for a part 3, but i will never say never. maybe by april 30th 2024 i’ll have more to say. regardless i’m open to answering questions or whatever at any time
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Wine Regions, Port wine
Discovering the Charm of Port Wine: A Guide to Visiting Porto Wineries.
Planning a trip to Porto and want to experience the best of its wine culture? Learn everything you need to know about visiting Port wine wineries and tastings.
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Looking for a unique and authentic wine-tasting experience? Explore Portugal's Douro Valley, the home of the world-renowned Port wine, and discover its breathtaking landscapes and rich cultural heritage.
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The View and the picture speaks for himself I believe :)
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Cracking out the fancy wine (grape juice) and the good china (a wine glass from dollar tree that says happy birthday on it) to do a Paper Girls rewatch
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cithaerons · 2 years
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i think i have a sulfite allergy on top of the alcohol intolerance.......
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National Cheese Day 
Gather friends or family and host a cheese-tasting event. With everything from gouda to comté to brie, there’s sure to be something for everyone on Cheese Day.
While there are certainly some people who do not like cheese or cannot eat it for health reasons, most other people would agree that it is one of the best ingredients for food recipes that was ever invented!
After all, so many different types of cheese exist, and there are such a variety of ways that it can be enjoyed. From toasted cheese sandwiches to pizzas, to different kinds of pasta and sauces, cheese can be devoured in a multitude of ways.
For those who are big fans of cheese, this day gives the ideal opportunity to eat as much of it as desired.
It’s time to celebrate National Cheese Day!
History of National Cheese Day
National Cheese Day has been going on for quite some time now and it has a rich background of fun and, well, cheese. The day was first established in 1914, with the origins being traced to Monroe, Wisconsin in the United States.
For more than 100 years, this day has been celebrated biennially (every other year) and there are a ton of different festivities that go on during this event in Monroe, WI. These have been known to include a two-hour parade, traditional Swiss-Germanic music (waltzes and polkas), club stands, crafts, carnival rides, restaurants, and local food to enjoy. The event actually lasts for more than just National Cheese Day, but all weekend long where more than 100,000 people visit each time it is held. Check out the cheese days website for more information.
For those unfortunate folks who don’t have the pleasure of living near Monroe, do a little bit of digging online to see if there are any events that are going on in a local town instead.
National Cheese Day is all about learning more about cheese, celebrating cheese, eating cheese–and not feeling guilty about it! In addition, National Cheese Day is all about embracing this culinary delight, getting well educated about all things related to cheese, and trying out different recipes that incorporate this amazing ingredient.
What is not to like? Maybe it’s not for everyone, but National Cheese Day is certainly a day that meets with the approval of so many people all over the world!
How to Celebrate National Cheese Day
There are so many different ways that you can celebrate National Cheese Day. Try one of these or come up with other creative ideas:
Host a Cheese Tasting Party
One of the best ways is to have a cheese-tasting afternoon with family and friends. Have each person bring a different type of cheese and a different kind of wine. Then relax and have fun eating some good food and trying out some wine flavors that might be a new experience.
Hosting a cheese tasting party is fairly simple, but there may be a few details to pay attention to in order to get it just right. In addition to buying cheese and wine, there’s a bit of setup that will take it from average to awesome.
Add to the shopping list little bits such as olives, crusty bread, grapes, chutneys and berries. Put these all out on the table to compliment the taste of the cheese.
Make the place look just that much more lovely by adding a few vases full of fresh flowers. In addition, the tables will need some wooden cutting boards, a selection of knives, small serving plates, plus a collection of wine glasses.
Prepare ahead of time with a bit of knowledge about each cheese that will be served so that suggestions can be given for tasting combinations.
Visit a Cheesemonger or Cheese Shop
Another way to celebrate National Cheese Day is by visiting a cheesemonger or going to a professional cheese tasting experience. This is a great way to soak in all of the knowledge about cheese from those who know everything that there is to know. Get ready to try some interesting samples, asking the shop owner for a taste of the most unique cheeses on hand. Remind them that it’s National Cheese Day and maybe they’ll even offer a discount!
Eat a Cheese Based Meal
Of course, enjoying a cheese-based meal is a must on National Cheese Day. There are a lot of different ways that you can give a nod to National Cheese Day in this way. It could be something as simple as ordering an extra dose of cheese on a takeaway pizza.
Or, maybe it’s time to try and do something a little bit different in the world of cheese? Those who typically have parmesan on their spaghetti or mozzarella on their pizza, why not try substituting it for a different type of cheese?
Get a little bit creatie and spend some time looking for some unique and inspiring recipes for cheese dishes online, and attempt to recreate them at home.
Learn about Different Types of Cheese
There are so many different kinds and varieties of cheese available from cultures the world over. From the common and well-known ones, like brie and cheddar, to some of the lesser-known and more peculiar varieties, like burrata or lancashire cheese. In fact, it has been rumored that they even sell human milk cheese in New York!
Check out these different types of cheeses that are unique and interesting:
Olomouc Cheese from the Czech Republic. This cheese is a bit infamous due to the fact that it comes with such a strong (some would say stinky!) odor. Walk into any shop that sells it and it’s the first thing anyone can smell! Named after the city wherein Moravia where it originated, this is a ripened soft cheese that has been made for more than 600 years.
Drunken Goat Cheese from Spain. This is made by curing unpasteurized goat cheese in red wine for approximately 48-72 hours. It’s a semi-firm cheese that is also known as Murcia al Vino, indicating the type of goat it is made from.
Gjetost Cheese (“yay-toast”) from Norway. This unique cheese is made from a blend of cow’s milk and goat’s milk. It comes in a block and has a dark orange, almost brownish color that makes it look like chocolate. Plus, it’s a little sweet so it tastes a bit like caramel fudge–perfect with a cup of coffee!
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hannya-writes · 3 months
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When they call you their wife (Genshin Impact Version)
Fandom: Genshin Impact Pairing: Kaeya x reader, Diluc x Reader, Zhongli x Reader, Xiao x Reader Other characters: ehh, I think I mentiones Traveler in Zhongli's part, Diluc is also mentioned in Kaeya's part Category: Romance, scenarios Warnings: There's a little bit of violence in Xiao's part but it's not detailed. I think that's it! Author's note: It's ten days since the beggining of the year, happy new year people! Sorry about the delay, I'm terrible with time so... yeah there's that better late than sorry! Hope you enjoy~
Kaeya
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“And this beautiful lady is my dear wife”
This man lives to see people's reactions to what he does and says. So he bets to himself what your reaction will be to every of his crazy ideas, so maybe he teases you a lot and flirts with you shamelessly.
He went to Sumeru to represent Jean since she was very occupied. You, on your part,were assigned to protect him since he was an important diplomat of Mondstadt.
You tried to be as professional as possible but it was hard when Kaeya found every opportunity to flirt with you.
Kaeya is a gentleman around you, treating you like his date rather than his guard.
So he makes you relax, he makes you laugh with his comments. When he hears you were assigned because of your dexterity with the sword he gets interested in your story.
Where did you learn to fight? When did you start? Who was your master? You went to the akademya? You were a Mat, Matra? 
Kaeya gets really invested so you decide to answer his questions only if he answers them too.
And Kaeya is happy to reveal all of his stories and secrets to know you because you are not like most people, you don't get frightened when he says he once woke up a ruin guardian to win a fight.
“It a valid gamble” you say while nodding and Kaeya’s eyes bright like he just heard the most beautiful music of all Teyvat.
When Kaeya finally has to go back to Mondstadt you are informed that you will have the mission to bring him back to the capital of Wind safe and sound.
It was a long and tiring trip, you had to defend yourself and him more than once and Kaeya was more than happy to fight by your side.
There was only one problem in the last part of your journey: a Samachurl Froze your ankle and while you were able to kill it the frostbite was a problem.
Kaeya, ever the gentleman carried you to a safe place, the house of his childhood: Dawn’s Winery
He knocked at the door and was faced with a surprised Adeline, who hurried to get everything needed to help you.
Maybe an hour later Kaeya’s brother appeared and explained your situation, only that he presented you as his wife.
Diluc was taken aback when Kaeya presented you as his wife. He looked at his brother with a specially deep frown, making Kaeya say: “It was love at first drink”
There are three options: one were Diluc apologizes…
 “My apologize, it seems my brother hurt his head and is speaking nonsense”
Another option is if you are someone who is honest and you react nervously, denying his statement, Kaeya will laugh and tells you, in a joking tone, that you don't have to get shy, this is his brother!
The last option is if you act all composed, there's a chance that Diluc will smile and sarcastically play along, as you two chat, ignoring Kaeya who will definitely get touchy at the lack of attention.
If you laugh and play along with him, he will most definitely hug you by the waist and start calling you his wife for every goddamn reason he can think of.
“My wife would like a glass of water” “I can't give that to my wife” “Diluc, she is my wife be polite” Now Kaeya can't stop calling you his wife.
Diluc
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“Carefull now, Mr.client, That's my wife you are talking about”
Diluc won't call you his wife if it's not true, so you are married to the Dark knight hero, the thing is: Almost no one knows about you two because Diluc doesn't want to put you in danger.
You two met at the Angel's Share. You were a knight of favonius, he was bartending.
You had gone there to celebrate someone's birthday, only that unlike the rest you didn't ask for an alcoholic beverage, you asked for apple cider.
While everyone got plastered you chatted the night away with Diluc.
Let me tell you, Diluc was happy to talk to someone who wasn't complaining about his life nor was drunk. It was one of the best nights of his life.
So maybe, when you forgot your vision on the bar to go help one of your friends, he didn't say anything, wanting to have a reason to look for you.
Oh, and he looked for you the next day!
Everyone was shitting their pants when they saw Diluc entering the headquarters. Everyone was wondering what he was doing there, if there was a crisis, if… wait, why was he talking to you?
Diluc gave back your vision and since that moment he found the way to get involved with you.
That being said, he proposed after two years of knowing you and the wedding was at the Dawn Winery and was very, very small.
Persons who where at the wedding: Kaeya, Jean, Lisa and Adelinde, besides the nun who officiated the wedding. (I said it was a small wedding!)
I mean, being Mrs. Ragvindir would put you up in the list of people to kidnap in Monstadt, not because of the dark knight hero thing, no, no, no. It's because of the mora.
He only calls you his wife because he has to instill fear in the bones of the man who dared to speak about you
What did the man said? “That Y/n, she has such a pretty ass, have you seen it?... Come on! She looks like such a slut with that skimpy clothes, I would love to spank…”
And Diluc is not going to let anyone talk about his wife, like that in his own bar.
Yes maybe you are a Favonius’ knight and yes it's true your ass is pretty, especially when you use shorts… but no one is allowed to talk about you like that, like you are nothing but an object.
Okay, maybe he can but only when he's alone with you in the middle of some dirty session of love making.
When he say those words, he’s totally saying them to scare the shit out of whoever dared to be disrespectful to you. Because, a menace from him is something to fear, he was the youngest calvary captainof the knights. He was a master swordman.
Diluc knows you can defend yourself, you probably will kick this drunkard ass, but he prefers to instill fear in people than have you getting in trouble with Jean.
Don't get mad at Diluc, he’s a bit overprotective of you because he loves you.
The man suddenly sobers up as soon as his ears registered Diluc words. He looks ashamed and regretful of his choice of words, he offers an apology and leave because it's so damn late!
As soon as Diluc sees you back home, he can't avoid looking at you with adoration only to confess his slip up the moment you two are having dinner.
The only thing you can say is: “It's about time everyone knows”
Zhongli
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“Oh, Y/n is my wife, didn't I mentioned it?”
He was 3,000 years old when he met you. You were the prettiest living being he had ever seen. 
A minor Goddess with strong wings that adorned your back. A Goddess enslaved to be a gift to the lord of vortex, send heavily guarded in a caravan that happened to pass near the Guili plains thanks to an accidental detour
You were the goddess of Song and the Dawn, the bringer of peace after a nightmare.
Zhongli could forget even his own name but he would never forget your panicked expression when your eyes landed on him.
He was so damn tall, intimidating and serious that you had thought the Dragon wanted to keep you for himself.
However, Morax had opened the cage and told you in a stern and cold voice that you were free.
You were so afraid that you didn't step out until he got away from you. Then you flew away in the form of a bright and colorful bird.
 You didn't plan to go back to where he was but curiosity got the best of you, so you went back and watched Morax in silence from the distance.
The Adepti tried to scare you away unsure of how to deal with you stalking the prime Adepti. However, you didn't budge. Everyday you appeared in your bird form to sing to Morax and wake him up.
Slowly the adepti accepted your presence, they even started to try and get you to stay a little bit more since Morax started asking about the bird he has been hearing.
Morax one day woke up earlier only to tell you that you could stay for breakfast and since that moment you two started to eat together.
You were grateful to him and looked for forms to let him know, from giving him flowers, act as his messenger to the Yaksha and even sing for him. He had saved you from being a concubine of Osial, there was too much to be grateful.
Between this acts of devotion, Morax started to pay more and more attention to you and even when he didn’t understand his feelings he knew one thing: He wanted to keep you close and keep you safe.
Thousands of years were needed but you two ended up getting married.
Now, in all of this more than 3,000 years of Marriage he has called you Wife, but I really like this time when he forgot to introduce you as his wife because for him is common knowledge. Everyone knows Rex Lapis is married to the goddess of Song and Dawn. Everyone who is important to him knows you.
Those being, the adepti..
But the traveler saw you two eating together one afternoon. And they saw you walking together by the bay while holding hands. Another day he saw you clinging to Zhongli’s arm while he seemed to be explaining something to you.
They assumed you two were dating. They even got to speak to you for a commission, something about a ring made of noctiluose jade.
So Traveler being a little rascal started talking about you with Zhongli and he seemed to be happy to talk about you. 
“When are you gonna ask her to marry you?” Traveler asks mischievously and Zhongli laughs and say the phrase. 
The travelers gets all surprised but then asks how did that happened and Zhongli is proud to explain how he managed to ask for your hand.
Next time traveler meets you, they notice the ring around your finger.
However, they notice thewhole ring is made of Cor lapis.
As you notice their curious gaze you tell him the story about how Rex lapis made Cor lapis only to propose to you.
Which makes sense since Cor lapis literally means “Heart of stone”
Xiao
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“Get your hands away from my wife!”
Xiao is not a man of many words, he’s terrible at expressing his feelings to everyone.
And I mean everyone, even with you. 
However, you should know that he will never call you his wife if he isn't married to you.
This is because he once heard Zhongli telling something along the lines of: “Marriage is the most sacred of contracts”
Now listed, you two met because of Zhongli/Morax. You were the first minor Goddess who relinquished your divinity to Morax and was left almost with no power, so Morax asked Xiao to take care of you.
And Xiao, being the obedient Yaksha he is, took care of you during the Archon War, and maybe that’s why you survived to such massacre.
As I have stated before, Xiao is bad with his feelings but it is good that you can basically read his emotions.
Your love story was a very, agonizingly slow burn, however when Xiao understood that you were never going to leave him, that you loved him and there was no way to change that, only then he gave up trying to get away from you… and he asked you to marry him.
For hundreds of years, Xiao called you his wife only when you two were alone. For him it was a term of endearment.
“Wife” oh, he says it with such softness and love, it makes you fall for him again! You don’t even mind that your marriage is practically a secret.
But there’s always a first time for everything. And the first time he called you his wife in public… It was something else. It wasn’t something born from his love and devotion, it was a warning.
For what felt like years he had endured listening to men flirt with you in Wangshu Inn. Every god damn male seemed to have the goal of stealing you from him. There were some female humans trying to catch your attention, but they were more subtle, smarter.
There was a man who pretended to be interested in your life as an adventurer, asking questions all the time.There was another who tried to catch your attention with food. There was a woman who wanted to take pictures of you and always told you, you were perfect. The worst one, was the one who tried to teach you martial arts.
You only accepted out of pure pressure, since he insisted so much. You were already an excellent fighter, only that you used a weapon of your choice.
The worst part was that he always corrected you, pressing his palm in your abdomen or your lower back.
Xiao usually didn’t pay attention since he didn’t felt jealous, he only peaked since you were making that little sound of annoyance you always did. That small “mhhh” 
When he saw that man putting his hands on your hips to “correct” your already perfect posture, he just lost it.
It wasn’t just his anger and frustration, that was his karmic debt taking control. In a second Primordial Jade Winged-Spear was in his hands and he attacked blindly. 
The man let go of you and tried to be a hero, only to be hit and cut by Xiao. Let’s be sincere, if it weren’t for you the “martial art master” would be dead, because Xiao is extremely strong.
Anyway, you fought your dear husband and pinned him to the ground until he calmed down. The “martial art master” ran away half beaten, forgetting about you.
Let’s just say, no one has flirted with you since that day. 
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atskiruma · 1 year
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his attempts at courting you
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expl: he finds himself thinking about you more often, wanting to seek you out consistently, and giving you numerous gifts every day to see you smile
a/n: it has come to my attention that the last ff i wrote, (snow day) was not very well depicted for all readers to enjoy, i want to apologize for that and promise that i will get better at trying to make sure everyone is able to read it and enjoy it, my writings are targeted for all | unfortunately, i can not edit it right now seeing as there's a poll going on, but once that poll is finished i will change my wording in the ff
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second person writing no pronouns used
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Zhongli often felt himself thinking about you more often while he was working around the parlor. Even seeking out your name in conversations and listening more attentively when someone was speaking about you. It didn't confuse him though, he was aware of his interest in you.
You opened up the warmth in his heart and welcomed him kindly every time you two saw each other. It made him happy to see you happy, and this was evident when flowers were delivered directly to your door one sunny afternoon.
"These are for you," The mail lady said before turning around and walking away to do more deliveries. You didn't even get to ask who they were from before she was gone. Staring down at the bouquet of tiger lilies in front of you, you could only assume that the bright orange and black colors could depict a certain someone's hair color.
It was a nice piece on your kitchen counter and went well with the other decorations spiraling around your house. That was, until the next morning, you were greeted again with another gift. A bright orange vase to compliment the tiger lilies you received the other day. It was funny, why was he going out of his way to send you such nice gifts?
You finally managed to confront him when you saw Childe and Zhongli sitting together on the seats of an outside cafe. Walking over and waving to the both of them. They greeted you back, and small talk was given for only a couple minutes.
"I actually came over here to thank Zhongli," This caught his attention, and he turned to look up at you, "I really loved the flowers you sent and the vase goes really well with them too!" You said while smiling.
He nodded back at you, seemingly collecting himself extremely quickly at the fact you figured out so quick who it was. "I'm glad you liked them," He said.
"I came to give you this in return," You said," "I know it's probably not as extravagant as the ones you gave me, but I like it." Handing over the small gift box, he opened it and smiled softly at the item. It was a small keychain, nothing special, and it was decorated with a lovely orange seem.
That same keychain would be hung up right next to his bedframe, along with variant letters you sent him on the table accompanying it.
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Diluc was someone who took courting another person seriously. He found it tradition since his father had spoken so much of it when Diluc was younger. He always wanted to treat the one he loved with respect and be as much of a gentleman as possible.
This was why you were taking a stroll with him through his grapevines on a sunny afternoon. He offered for you to come down to the Winery a couple days ago and you had just gotten around to accepting his offer. His hand rested on your back as he took you through multiple different paths and explained everything. As you strolled, he talked about things concerning the vine, his profits, the seasons they needed to be planted, etc.
You smiled at him, knowing it was something he took dear to his heart, and listened very attentively to what he was saying. In reality, Diluc was really hoping that all he was talking about didn't bore you in any way.
Then, the next couple of hours were spent sitting in his large dining room, eating food made by the cooks in his home. It was nice, and you were very happy that he wanted to spend this much time with you. Diluc even found himself watching you eat here and there, asking you if the food was good or if you needed anything else in the time being.
After everything was over, and the night sky shined over the two of you as you stood outside his doors, he leaned down and pressed a small kiss to your hand. Telling you how much of a pleasure it was to have you here, and how he wished you could stay longer.
Diluc even offered to walk you home, tediously not taking no for an answer, he reached down to take your hand and hold it the whole walk home.
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Alhaitham was very closed off when he first met you, he was closed off with anyone in general. He found it strange that you always seemed to be there when he was thinking about you, and when his eyes would try and search a room in the akademiya for you.
He realized that something had to be done about this, so, he did what any other raging nerd would do, and researched about it.
You also found it odd when you'd see him looking at you from across the library, or holding the door open for you whenever you'd walking behind him. Alhaitham always seemed like the guy who only cared about his own, yet he was so evident in helping you out here and there.
Helping you when you'd be confused about a book, rewording your essays to make them better. Alhaitham seemed to want to assist you with almost everything. This was no different than today.
You found yourself back at the library looking down at a long-written parchment on the forest rangers' activities. Trying to figure out how you could make this work in the essay you were conducting on Sumeru's forest.
This was when you heard the chair scrap right next to you, and looked up from where you had originally been focused. Alhaitham took his seat next to you, slightly taking up more space than necessary with his manspreading.
"Do you need help with that? It looks like a longer report than usual for you."
"Longer than usual?" You shot back, "Are you saying that I'm not capable of reading this?" His eyes widened a bit and he instantly tried to retort his original statement. "No, no, I thought- Well- You know you usually read shorter reports in order to get more details. I didn't think you'd take something this large to account."
His confession made you smile, and you leaned in closer, "How'd you know how I like my reports?" At the response with your cheeky grin, a blush formed on his cheeks before he looked away.
"Scholars are supposed to be attentive, it's natural to know a few things you prefer in order to work best with you."
The response he sent back your way caused you to roll your eyes and turn back to what you were originally doing. "To answer your question, no, I do not need help, but thank you for offering."
That didn't seem to make him budge, because he kept sitting there watching you copy down and write words from the book.
"You misspelled climate."
The sound of a book colliding with his head echoed throughout the library.
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Ayato enjoyed your company, a lot, so much that he seeks you out anytime he and his sister go down to festivals or strolls through the city. He always wanted to start up a conversation with you, and if anyone else walked by anytime he'd be down there, Ayato would be right next to you listening with a smile at whatever you said.
Ayaka loved you too and found it amusing that her brother was so interested in you. She often found herself trying to spark up conversations with you, asking if her older brother proposed yet in a joking manner.
You laughed it off, Ayato was nice but you were sure he had other rich and important people to concern his love life with. He was just a very nice man to talk with here and there, and you didn't seem to notice that you were one of the few he'd actually seek out.
That was, until, every time he saw you, he came with some form of jewelry or expensive item to give you. Asking you how your day was, what you were doing, and if you wanted to come to spend some time up at the estate with him.
"What about Ayaka?" You said with a tilt of your head in confusion. He smiled back and said, "I'm sure she'd rather stay down here and explore more of the shops.
Ayaka would have loved to come along, but before she could even turn around, the two of you were already heading back up to the estate.
He catered to you, made sure you were comfortable, and even asked if you'd like anything from his personal chefs. It was a bit much to handle, seeing as you weren't used to living so luxurious, but he was very nice about it all and understood.
The catering didn't stop after that day either, more and more people began to wonder why the Kamisato siblings were spending so much more time outside their palace. Ayaka once mentioned that you loved a certain color, and the next day Ayato was handing you a box with that color, and a necklace with the pearl containing that color too.
He even found himself marching over to you when he saw someone speaking to you in a more flirtatious matter. Moving next to you and asking if everything was alright while his hand wrapped around your own.
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hearts4renaa · 10 months
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NEVER AGAIN.
summary: things the genshin men stop doing after the two of you break up. featuring kaveh, kaeya, alhaitham, diluc, zhongli, and kamisato ayato.
w/c: 0.5k words altogether
a/n: i was listening to cornelia street by taylor swift while writing this
Kaveh stops incorporating your favorite color into his designs, unless absolutely necessary. Every shade, bright or dark, holds memories for him. That shade was the color of your favorite sweater. That one was the color of the scarf tied around your sword hilt. That one was the color of the flowers he’d find for you. He can’t bear to look at the color. One single glimpse leaves the memory of you hanging over him.
Kaeya stops wearing certain jewelry. If you had a particular love for all silver jewelry, best believe you would see all his silver jewelry in the trash. Bracelets, earrings, rings, necklaces. Feeling the jewelry against his skin makes him feel as if he is suffocating. The feeling of the cool metal against his right ring finger makes him think of how he should’ve slipped a ring around your left ring finger instead.
Alhaitham never lets any meal go untouched. Even if he despises the food, he will take at least three spoonfuls. Every time he grabs hold of a utensil, he thinks of how you used to cook for him. And he thinks of how he used to leave you in the kitchen all alone, not ever bothering to taste your meals. Losing you and that privilege hit him like a truck. He swears to treat every meal with the same love the way he should’ve treated yours back then.
Diluc stops eating anything that reminds him of you in general. Your favorite dishes, desserts, drinks. He makes an effort to personally request to the winery staff that they avoid feeding him anything of the such. Even for minimal things, like certain fruits, vegetables, or even spices. If it’s overly present in the dish, Diluc will go out of his way to avoid it. Every flavor on his tongue turns bitter, reminding him of how he lost you.
Zhongli stops using the terms dearest, dear, or anything of the sort. It was his name for you. He will make an effort to actively avoid the word. When talking about something that means a lot to him, he will absolutely use the phrase “special to me” rather than “dear to me”. That topic itself is even a little rough for him to talk about, because nothing meant more to him than you. You were what was dearest to him, and he can only look back on and remember how he was once dearest to you too.
Ayato never steps foot inside your favorite restaurants or stores ever again. If something requires attention, he will simply send Ayaka in his place. If business partners or other important figures are looking to discuss over a meal, he will almost always be the one to choose the place. Every restaurant he chooses has no correlation to you. Even if the other party has a place in mind, and it’s your favorite, he will either reschedule for somewhere else or decline altogether. He hates knowing how he should’ve treated you to every store and every restaurant. He hates knowing that he’ll never get that chance even more.
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dawndelion-winery · 21 days
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I Met You Once, I Loved You Twice
Celebrity au! Their persona, and then their true self, it seems like you were meant to love them regardless
Ft. Childe, Furina, Kaveh, Scaramouche (Wanderer), Wriothesley
[Idol! Childe, Actress! Furina, Racer! Kaveh, Artist! Scaramouche, Athlete! Wriothesley]
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Childe:
You knew him before the fame, before the glitz and glamour; when he was just Ajax
And as horribly sappy as it sounds, you've loved him since day 1
Falling in love with Ajax was like slipping on ice while you're hiking up a snowy mountain
You get a little too caught up in the scenery, a tad bit too comfortable being around him
And suddenly, you fail to notice the patch of ice and slip, tumbling down the cliffside, your affection for him snowballing into something greater
And so you support him through his dreams of becoming an idol, writing to him while he's a trainee, making care packages for him
Anything for your Ajax
And when he finally debuts...
Oh boy, all the fans calling themselves his partner? They could dream on
You called dibs on him before any of them even set eyes on him
Besides, how could they even fall for someone just from watching them perform?
That was answered for you the first time Ajax excitedly insisted you watch him in the MV
You're not exactly proud of your reactions to seeing him come up on screen, but he seemed happy enough about it
Falling in love with the idol Childe was like drowning
Holding your breath, choking and flailing
It's dizzying until you finally succumb, which doesn't take long at all
And once he's converted you into a fan?
He's such a little shit, whipping out the idol persona for a smidge of free fanservice just to get you flustered at the most random times
And he's back to your sweet old Ajax in seconds too, acting like nothing's amiss
Furina:
The world's greatest actress finds that the world is her stage
Ever perfect, ever entertaining, her splendour is unparalleled
It was impossible not to adore such craft, and you easily fell in love with her acting just as one would fall asleep, gently and blissfully without even realising
Immersing yourself in her works, you develop a sort of fanaticism, delving deeper to find her interviews
She's beautiful whether or not she's filming, you find
So much so that you can't help but wonder how much of it is true
And so when you do, by some trick of fate, meet her, you feel compelled to ask
It's a dark, foggy evening, and you're taking a brisk walk along the forest
Who would've thought you'd bump into her then?
And so you strike up conversation, eager to interact with your favourite actress
And when you broach the topic of her facade, you notice she gets a tad bit defensive
So you apologise and back off, meaning well, hoping to see her again
And you do: these late walks become a regular thing, and slowly, you start to know her for who she really was
It's almost like meeting her for the first time all over again, and it very well may have been if you don't count the act as meeting her
Falling for Furina, your friend, was like taking an ice bath
Frigidity seized you almost instantly, and yet, as you stayed longer, the more pleasant it felt, almost soothing in a sharp sort of way
Kaveh:
Not just anyone could race in what was known to be the pinnacle of motorsports
And Kaveh? He was brilliant, the light of Ksharewar, the face of the team
And frankly, a very charming face
Often regarded as one of the prettiest on the grid (if not the prettiest)
He's really raking in the viewers
Imagine people seeing *1* edit of him getting out his his car post race and suddenly they're invested in races
Ofc being a new fan, the gatekeeping you have to put up with is ridiculous
"I bet your favourite driver is Kaveh because he's handsome."
As if he's not one of the most talented to ever grace us with his presence?
He gets so involved with the car's engineering honestly he should just build the car himself too atp
He is speed on the track
And falling for the light of Ksharewar through the television screen is an adrenaline rush in and of itself
So bumping into him in real life was just breathtaking
You sincerely hoped you didn't come off as some crazed fanatic with the way you rambled on about how much you loved seeing the way he pushed the car to its limits and everything
Overall it was a great once in a lifetime experience and you planned to treasure it
Until it was just a once in a lifetime thing and you seemed to bump into him a fair bit ("Hey aren't you that fan that completely went off about the car that time?")
Once you'd started talking to him more frequently, the rush of meeting him started to fade into less of a frenzy, and more of a bubbling excitement
Falling in love with Kaveh was like taking a breath of fresh air and letting the chilly breeze fill your lungs, a crisp clarity creeping through your senses
But from the faint flush of pink on his cheeks, perhaps the opposite was the case on his end
Scaramouche(Wanderer):
You've heard of artists with depression, now what about artists with borderline personality disorder?
The first time you'd met him, you didn't even know it was him
You'd been at an art gallery admiring the works signed off by Kunikuzushi when a stranger stood beside you
"You've been staring at this sculpture for a pretty long time."
"I like it. I don't think I've ever felt such yearning embedded in stone."
The stranger didn't respond, but nodded in acknowledgement and continued to stand beside you
Falling for Kunikuzushi was like falling in love with shadows
It was no more than a feeling, a yearning, a desperation much like what he portrays in his works
Everything you knew about him seemed to drown in sorrow, loneliness, and self destruction, yet having never met him, you were sure this was only one small aspect of his being
Which left you ever curious
Curiouser still was that same stranger with the odd navy blue hair who always seemed to happen to bump into you at these exhibitions
Without fail, he'd prompt you to speak, as though digging for your thoughts on each piece
Not that it bothered you, the stranger felt familiar, and had become a welcome face
Warm was his presence and gentle was his gaze, yet a detached coldness kept you from him
He was beautiful, you noted, like moonlight, with all it melancholic splendour and grace, like the paintings and sculptures you loved so dearly
And so you found yourself falling for a beguiling stranger whose name you knew not
You loved him like the sea loves the shore, always reaching for him, but pulling back in uncertainty
"You're oddly silent today," he notes.
"I was thinking of how much this piece reminds me of us. It's weird, isn't it? How I'm seeing things, drawing links to some stranger."
"Not really. I made it like that for you. We don't have to be strangers."
Wriothesley:
Baseball player Wriothesley who has his fans swooning at his charming grin and chuckle
A real heart stopper (he could beat me with his bat)
Fans adore him regardless of whether they're simps (they are) because he's good at his job
The only people who hate him are fans of the opposing team
The way his arms flex with every swing, in this essay I will-
He's built like a tank and plays like one too
So obviously you'd expect him to be a pretty confident kind of guy
And he is
He's a charmer, a smooth talker, and painfully level headed
So why was this beefy cannon suddenly bashful over your incessant praise?
Just look at him, which of his fans haven't fallen completely smitten?
Falling for the star player was like stepping into a big city for the first time, and being wowed and blinded by the lights and massive skyscrapers
But Wriothesley was a soft person at heart
And oh so very vulnerable to affection
For every compliment you uttered, he'd readily deflect it, but when they just didn't end?
Boy was he at a loss
He did end up treating you to coffee, so that was nice
But he was very obviously avoiding your gaze which he deemed to raw for him to meet
Yet it is that exact raw adoration that he can't quite dismiss
He knows how superficial fawning can be, yet there's an undeniable gratification when it comes from you
So he keeps you at arm's length, letting you in ever so slightly, but never too close despite not pushing you away
Falling in love with Wriothesley was like planting a seed and nurturing it as it grows
The germination takes place out of sight, the results unnoticeable until it finally sprouts as a fragile sapling
Discouraging as it may be, with continued work, it does get easier
And when he's secure enough to trust you entirely...he promised to return all your efforts tenfold
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strawchocoberry · 8 months
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MY EMOTIONS ARE NAKED, THEY’RE TAKING ME OUT OF MY MIND
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special thanks to @fanouropita ​for contributing to this work
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୨୧ featuring: kaeya + diluc, heizou + itto, alhaitham + cyno, tartaglia + pantalone x fem reader 
ଘ cw: smut, threesome, public sex, handjob, nipple play, fingering, oral sex, multiple orgasms, pet names, voyeurism, mild monster fucking (itto & heizou’s part), masturbation, rough sex, double penetration, spanking, dacryphilia, forced orgasms, breeding kink, creampie, degradation kink, dumbification 
୨୧ synopsis: the only thing better than one man is two
ଘ wc: 4.7k
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ʚ KAEYA & DILUC ɞ
“Diluc!” you greeted him entering Angel’s Share. 
“Hello, there!” Diluc smiled at you, before his face stiffened like a sour grape. “You’re here too, I see.” 
“Cold as ever,” Kaeya remarked, taking a seat on the bar and ordering his usual glass of dandelion wine. 
“How have you been, Diluc?” you asked, as he served you your drink. “It’s been ages since I last saw you.”
“Same as usual. I was busy in the Dawn Winery. And some other business,” he replied. “What about you?”
“I’ve been trying to lift Captain’s mood here all day, but he’s been difficult to please.” 
“It’s not my fault you didn’t propose anything more fun,” Kaeya defended himself, taking a sip of his wine. “I, on the other hand, gave you a lot of possible ways to entertain me.” His lustful eyes looked deep in yours, as he gently lifted your chin up. 
“Kaeya!” You pushed him away, cheeks blushed red, as he laughed at your reaction. 
“You needn’t worry about him,” Diluc advised you. “Even now that Grand Master Varka left with all the cavalry, Kaeya is just glad he got the chance to be more free of work. He’s just messing with you.”
“You’re no fun, Diluc,” he complained. “I miss that cute little young lad you were.”
Diluc didn’t make any comment; he only looked at the man through narrowed eyes, his gaze threatening. Kaeya innocently smiled at him and drank some of his wine. You sighed, already exhausted by the tense atmosphere between the two. You stayed at the tavern till late at night, currently the two of you being the last customers. Kaeya had been pestering you all night to drink some alcohol and when you finally gave in to his demand, Diluc shook his head in disapproval, already knowing how this was going to end. And he was right, as you got drunk relatively quickly. 
“D-Diluc, have a sip!” You smiled at him, bringing your cup to his lips. 
Diluc only had himself to blame for allowing Kaeya to get you this drunk. And the one responsible for this mess was sitting comfortably on his seat, enjoying his wine, whilst keeping his eyes on the two of you, smirking at how the red-hair was unable to keep you under control. 
“I cannot drink right now. My shift isn’t over. There are customers here,” Diluc tried to explain it as simply as possible so your little drunk self could understand. 
You curiously took a good look around the tavern. “But we’re your only customers,” you complained. 
“Which means that I haven’t got off work yet.” 
You pouted, as Diluc wouldn’t oblige to your request. The next moment, your face lit up, as a thought crossed your mind. Taking a sip of your wine, you cupped his cheeks and kissed him, catching him off guard. Diluc felt the sweet wine inebriate his senses, clouding his mind. You pulled back, giggling at how your plan had succeeded. But you hadn’t really taken the time to think of the bartender’s reaction. Holding the back of your head, Diluc crushed your lips on his, initiating what was going to develop into steamed open-mouthed kisses. 
Feeling left out, Kaeya interrupted you, turning you to him, as he kissed you aggressively, his tongue penetrating your mouth and subduing yours. You felt Diluc rubbing his cock on your ass, as he stole your lips from Kaeya, who focused on your neck. Within mere minutes, all of your clothes had vanished. You were standing there — barely able to stand properly — with both of your hands preoccupied with stroking their cocks. Your moans made them harder, as they sucked on your nipples, biting down occasionally just to hear you whimper. Both of them thrusted one finger each into your drenched cunt, making you lose your mind and unconsciously tighten your grip on them, earning a few guttural groans. 
“Look at you, sucking our fingers in your little cunt so eagerly,” Kaeya taunted, biting your bottom lip. 
“You came so hard, dear,” Diluc slightly laughed, feeling your cunt spasming around him. 
You didn’t have much time to understand what happened. Your hands gripped hard onto the counter, as you felt Diluc immersing into your wet folds, sliding in with ease, before he held tightly onto your hips, drilling his cock in those tight walls of yours. “Archons, you’re irresistible,” Kaeya moaned, rubbing his hardened cock on your cheek, looking down at you with pleading eyes. Opening wide, you welcomed him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around him, coating him with your saliva. He threw his head on the back, your name rolling off his tongue, as you moaned on his cock, feeling Diluc stretching you perfectly, slapping your ass, its print burning your skin in a pleasurable way. 
Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, feeling his fingers rubbing harshly your clit, making your legs weak, almost losing your standing. Kaeya grabbed a handful of your hair and forcefully moved your head back and forth on his shaft, lascivious eyes looking in awe at the stream of tears that fell from your eyes. Holding your head in place, he cummed in your mouth, while simultaneously Diluc pulled out, smearing your ass with his cum. They gave you a few minutes to regulate your breathing, lavishing your body with their marks, before they continued. 
Kaeya lay you on your back on top of the counter, before he climbed up as well. He cupped your cheek and kissed your lips, tasting the remaining flavour of the wine in your tongue. You gasped, feeling him dive into your cunt, having you hold tightly onto each side of the counter, as he pulled back, allowing himself to take in your beautiful face, your lips parting to moan his name. Yet, your mouth didn’t remain empty for long. Diluc was standing on your side, stroking himself, aroused from your fucked out expression. Pushing himself in your mouth, he held your head in place as he rocked his hips, filling you up to your throat, making you gag on his girth. 
Kaeya ravaged your cunt, while Diluc ruined your mouth, making you a helpless mess, desperate for more. You felt Kaeya pressing down on your lower stomach, as he thrusted hard inside you, making it difficult for you to breathe. You couldn’t think, not with the two of them destroying every inch of your body. You moaned as you reached your orgasm, which pushed Diluc to his own release in your mouth, followed by Kaeya who cummed on your stomach. 
ʚ ITTO & HEIZOU ɞ
“Oh well, hello there!” Itto’s face lit up. “It was about time for a few familiar faces to show up! I’ve been bored to death in this cell.” 
“How did you end up here again, Itto?” You sighed, palm to your forehead. “This is what? The third time this month?”
“Actually, it’s the fifth time,” Heizou corrected you. “Did Madam Kujou lock you up again?”
“I only asked her kindly for a rematch,” Itto complained. “She refused, as usual. And when I insisted, that tengu threw me in here!” 
“Sounds like Madam Kujou alright,” you murmured. 
“So, do you two have any news? When do I get released?”
“You will have to wait for Shinobu to come pick you up,” Heizou informed him. 
To say that you were acquainted with Itto was an understatement. You were Heizou’s partner in the Tenryou Commission. You followed him everywhere his instinct led him in search for new cases to solve and evidence to unearth. You were also the one to write apology letters to your superior, Kujou Sara, not to mention plead in his stead for her pardon. And during those few times you actually were in the Tenryou Commission for more than five minutes, you met Arataki Itto. Sometimes when you had time you kept him company, just like right now. 
“It’s so boring sitting here alone.” 
“Eh? Aren’t we here?” You pouted, pulling one of his horns a little hard. 
A low whimper escaped his lips. You noticed how his cheeks slightly blushed, which surprised you. “You shouldn’t have done that, love.” You felt Heizou pinning your body on the bars with his. Taking your shirt off, his hands cupped your breasts, massaging them, pinching your nipples, as he kissed down on your shoulder. “Itto is especially sensitive when people touch his horns,” he explained. 
“I-I didn’t know…” you moaned breathlessly, his lips setting your body on fire wherever he touched. 
“Look how hard he is.” Heizou wrapped his hand on your neck, making you look at the poor oni. “I bet he’s getting so turned on right now, seeing you like this.” 
You gasped, as he completely stripped you off your clothes. Two fingers rubbed your wet folds, making you arch your back to his touch. Heizou slid his fingers in, having you hold tightly onto the bars and squeezing your thighs together. Your eyes were stuck on the hard boner Itto had. It was huge and he seemed to be in a pretty rough spot. Your cunt throbbed only at the thought of it being inside you. You cummed on Heizou’s fingers from that very thought, making him laugh. “You want him, don’t you?” he asked in a rather taunting tone. 
Your body jolted, feeling Heizou push himself in, having you moan at his fingers that were now in your mouth. He thrusted in you erratically, slipping out almost completely, before slamming himself back in, stretching you out ever so well. “You can’t though, not yet at least. This little cunt won’t be able to handle him.” Itto was watching you getting fucked by Heizou, making his boner unbearably hard in his pants. Kneeling in front of you, he kissed your breasts, his hands holding yours, as your moans filled his ears with your melody. He took one of your nipples in your mouth, swirling his tongue around it, whilst stroking his cock. Heizou took you to the heavens, your legs giving out by the intensity of your release. 
And he was right; you weren’t ready for Itto’s massive cock. He lifted you up in his arms, wrapping your legs around his torso, then slowly lowered your body on his cock. You felt as if he was tearing you in half, your grip on his shoulders tightening, your nails scratching his flesh, making him hiss in pleasure. Itto tried his best to ease your discomfort, but if he were honest, he was reaching the end of his patience. He rammed his cock inside your velvet walls as slowly as he could, but the way you creamed all over him had him losing his mind. 
You were crying, not quite used to his size that relentlessly drilled in your cunt. “Is that the best you can do, love?” Heizou taunted, one hand holding onto the iron bars for support, as he used the other to pleasure himself. “And here you were a minute ago, practically drooling over him.” You screamed as Itto hit a spot deep inside you, having your eyes roll to the back of your skull, your breath forced out of your lungs. You looked at his eyes, noticing how he wore a rather sad expression, as if he was regretting having to hurt you. You cupped his cheeks and kissed his lips gently. 
That was enough to send Itto into a rut, him now slamming your body on his cock like there’s no tomorrow. Looking in-between your bodies, you noticed him poking out in your stomach, making you reach your orgasm with a few more of his thrusts. He fucked you throughout of it, his cock throbbing painfully in your spasming walls. “T-This feels so amazing…!” Itto moaned, subconsciously filling you up with his cum, some of it even dripping down your thighs. 
Your mind had gone blank, thinking that he was done. But he wasn’t, not even close. He fucked you raw and rough until you were just a mumbling mess, incoherent words leaving your mouth, your body marked all over by him. He fucked you until your belly bulged from all his cum that coated your walls and he didn’t have any more to give you. When Itto was done with you, you were on the verge of losing consciousness. 
Heizou picked you up and treated your exhausted body. When Shinobu came to pick up Itto, she couldn’t believe in her eyes, seeing the fucked out state her boss was in. Sighing disappointed, she forced him to get dressed and dragged his ass out of the Tenryou Commission from his ear, scolding him in the middle of the streets of Inazuma City. 
ʚ ALHAITHAM & CYNO ɞ
You had only come to Alhaitham’s to return a book he had lent you a while ago. You didn’t expect Cyno to be there with him, the two enjoying a duel of Genius Invocation TCG. You wouldn’t have stayed longer than you needed if it wasn’t for the two of them insisting on it. From what you understood, Alhaitham had acquired a rather rare card and Cyno needed it as if his life was depending on it. And so, the latter challenged him to a duel. Ultimately, Alhaitham emerged victorious from the duel. 
“Oh right!” Cyno lit up, forgetting his defeat, as he turned over to you. “You have another rare card as well, don’t you?”
“I do.”
“Then, how about a duel?”
“You really want that card, huh?”
“Of course I do!” 
You couldn’t help but heave a deep sigh. There was no way you could evade Cyno’s request for a duel. Once Cyno was up for a match, he wouldn’t leave his potential opponent alone, not until they accepted his challenge. And if you were honest, there was one super rare card that Cyno had in his possession which you wouldn’t mind winning off of him. The General Mahamatra had no objection to your demand, so you two started preparing for your duel. 
“I’d like to make a suggestion,” Alhaitham announced before the duel started. “Let’s turn this into a little contest among the three of us. Whoever loses one round will go up against the third player. The one with the most losses in a total of ten rounds will be the loser. Two winners, one loser,” he elaborated. 
“Count me in!” Cyno immediately agreed, thinking that this was a good chance of snatching two rare cards in one night. 
“Me too!” 
“Why don’t we spice things up a little more?” Cyno suggested. “The loser of each round will have to get rid of one piece of clothing of the other two’s choice.” 
“No objection,” Alhaitham responded. 
The two were looking at you through half-lidded eyes, waiting for your response. Having already agreed to the match, you thought that you got this and just went on with Cyno’s ridiculous idea. Two rounds in the game, two consecutive defeats caused you to reconsider your decision to go along with the game. They had already stripped you of your shoes and you were anxiously awaiting for what would come next. 
“Take your shirt off,” Alhaitham ordered, looking you dead serious in the eyes. 
You froze for a minute, looking at them staring at you, a hint of impatience gleaming in their eyes. Taking a deep breath, you removed your shirt as ordered, leaving your upper body completely exposed to them. They remained silent for a while, their gazes fixated on your breasts, before Cyno urged you to move to the next round. It was so unlike him to lose concentration, but thankfully that granted you your victory, causing Cyno to lose his headpiece. 
Cyno wrapped up his match with Alhaitham rather quickly, pleased to have acquired the card he wanted, as the defeated removed his coat. You never thought that the day would come when you would see the Scribe waver, but the way your arms squeezed your breasts together as you held onto your cards had him make a grave mistake that cost him that round’s win. You were pleased to see the slight irritation in his face as took his tight black shirt off. Nonetheless, Alhaitham regained his luck in the next round, Cyno losing his belt as a result of his defeat. 
“Remove your skirt,” Cyno demanded of you, as the winner of your duel. 
You did as he asked, sitting now across Alhaitham, wearing only your panties, your thighs squeezed tightly together and your cunt already pulsating. At this point, you weren’t paying much attention to the duel, making one mistake after the other, seeing the two of them smirking at your imminent defeat. You couldn’t help it, though. The expressions on their faces might be rather blank and derived from all emotions, yet their eyes couldn’t hide the lust that burnt fiercely in them. 
“Remove your panties,” Alhaitham ordered. 
You hesitantly stood up from your seat and slightly bent over, as you removed the last piece of garment on your body. Standing up, you didn’t have time to react, when Cyno suddenly crushed his lips on yours, as he led you to sit on your hands and knees on the couch. He rubbed his hardened cock on your cheek, then pressed the tip through your lips. You caught on quirky, taking over the task of sucking him off, rolling your tongue around his girth, causing him to throw his head back, his fingers ruffling your hair. 
A low moan that sent vibrations to his cock made the General moan your name. You were caught off guard when Alhaitham buried his face between your legs, his tongue licking fat strides along your soaking wet folds. Focusing on your clit, he thrusted two fingers inside you, curling them and repeatedly hitting the sweet soft that had your legs trembling, causing you to breathe heavily. Your muffled moans sent Cyno over the edge, as he pulled out and stroked his cock, ultimately cumming all over your titties, listening to your moans caused by that wicked tongue of Alhaitham’s that had you cumming a moment later. 
Lying you on your side on the couch, Cyno lifted your leg up, aligning himself with your drenched hole, before slowly pushing himself in. And as he stretched your little cunt ever so delightfully, you looked up at Alhaitham whose figure loomed over yours, stroking his cock that already leaked precum. You smeared his tip with cum using your thumb, then took him in your mouth. The Scribe felt impetuous, as he grabbed your head with both of his hands, keeping it steady for him to thrust himself inside, occasionally hitting the back of your throat, causing tears to well up in your eyes. 
You didn’t have time to catch your breath after your orgasm, as you were forced to your knees again, Alhaitham was now thrusting his throbbing cock through your walls, holding you tightly against his chest. Cyno cupped your breasts, pinching your nipples, smirking, seeing you wincing and whimpering. He left marks all over your breasts, taking pleasure in how you whined every time he bit your soft skin. Alhaitham rubbed your clit with one hand, whilst thrusting hard into your drenched cunt that clamped down around him, making him groan at the sensation, sending him one step closer to orgasm. 
ʚ TARTAGLIA & PANTALONE ɞ
Everyone was on high alert at the Northland Bank, making sure to put forward their best performance, as Pantalone, the 9th Harbinger and director of all of the bank’s branches, had arrived for an inspection. Currently, Tartaglia was discussing some things with him in his office, while you continued your work as usual. Everything was going well, until you were informed that Pantalone had requested your presence at his office immediately. Not wanting to irritate him by keeping him waiting, you rushed over. 
“You asked to see me, sir?”
Pantalone was going through a couple documents and ignored you. You looked over at Tartaglia who shook his head sadly. A sudden feeling of terror took over your body, noticing Pantalone raising his head from the documents, a malevolent smile curved on his lips. He leant forward on the desk, intertwining his fingers, then finally opened his eyes to look at you. 
“Would you care to explain to me what this exorbitant fine from the Ministry of Civil Affairs is, darling?” 
You reluctantly took the document from his hand and quickly skimmed through it. The Ministry of Civil Affairs had amerced the Northland Bank for conducting illegal business in Liyue without a business permit. Looking back at your superior, you noticed him tilting his head, the same malevolent smile still on his lips, as he awaited for your answer, his patience running thin. 
“I personally delivered all necessary documentation to the Ministry a month ago,” you explained. “And I received the renewed business permit.”
“Then, why would they issue this fine?”
“I-I don’t know, sir…” You lowered your eyes, feeling the anger that exuded from his body. 
“Hmm…” he hummed in a menacing yet amused tone. “What do you think about this, Tartaglia?”
“I find it impossible that she made such a grave mistake, so I suggest we conduct an investigation regarding the matter. I could personally go to the Ministry—”
“Very well,” Pantalone interrupted him. “Send Andrei to deal with this. You, on the other hand, will be staying here. I’m afraid to say that I highly doubt the Ministry of Civil Affairs could have made such a grave error. Which means that this little kitten needs to be punished, so as not to repeat the same mistake again.” 
Tartaglia stepped out of the office momentarily to find Andrei. You were just standing there, head hanging low, eyes stuck on the ground, as you awaited for your superior to announce your punishment. Your body jolted as Tartaglia closed the door behind him, your being scared caused Pantalone to chuckle. He called you over and you instinctively walked up to him, scared of angering him any further with your incompetence. Turning his chair to the side, he had you sit on his lap, running his fingers through your hair, caressing your cheek, taking pleasure in seeing you afraid of him. 
Pantalone tore your clothes, making you gasp. His hand wrapped around your neck, keeping you in place as he hungrily took in every inch of your naked body. He couldn’t help the small intimidating laugh that escaped his lips, feeling your cunt pulsing. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he taunted. You were scared and yet something in the way he exerted control over you, literally having you tremble in his arms, made your mind incapable of thinking a single thought, except for how good his hand that choked your neck felt. “That won’t do, though. Because this is your punishment.” 
He turned you around and you noticed Tartaglia standing before you, already stripped off his pants and boxers, stroking his cock. “Suck him off,” Pantalone ordered. “Now,” he slapped your ass. You bent forward, holding onto the 11th’s thighs, as you gave a long lick to his shaft, before taking him in your mouth. Busy as you were, swirling your tongue around Tartaglia’s cock, you didn’t notice yourself subconsciously grinding onto Pantalone. Only when you felt his clothed boner, drenched already in your slick, did you realise what you had done. 
The 9th leant over you, gloved hands fondling your breasts, his cold rings sending shivers down your spine. His grip was harsh, you felt his rings digging into your skin, causing you to whimper, having Tartaglia groan, as he pulled harshly your hair. He cummed in your mouth, forcing you to swallow it all down, although some leaked through the corner of your lips. Grabbing your arm, he forced you to stand up, then turned you around to face Pantalone. Tartaglia penetrated your tight walls, making you hiss, as you weren’t quite ready to take him in yet. “Fuck— You’re so tight,” he groaned. He bent you over, holding you by your arms, as he thrusted viciously into your cunt. 
You watched as Pantalone discarded his pants and boxers, his cock springing free, hard and the tip coated in his precum. He fondled your breasts again, then slapped them, making you whimper and cry, as you creamed all over Tartaglia due to the stinging pain. Grabbing your hair, Pantalone forced you down on him, your mouth wrapping around his shaft. He shoved your head up and down, hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag on his girth. He climaxed in your mouth, having you swallow all of it. At the same time, Tartaglia, who had been stretching that tight cunt of yours, filled you up and slapped your ass, before pulling out, some of his cum dripping down your thighs. 
You were still panting hard, when Pantalone lifted you up and sat you on the edge of his desk. He spread your legs and looked at the dripping cum from your hole. “I bet I can fill you up even more,” he whispered in your ear. Slamming his cock into your cunt, he ravaged your velvet walls, his grip on your waist bruisingly tight. Tartaglia sat behind you, wrapping one arm around your waist and the other around your neck. You threw your head back on his shoulder, as he started rubbing your clit, whilst leaving hickeys in your neck and shoulders. You whined at him biting your neck, feeling a small amount of blood running down your skin. 
“Even after all your previous orgasms, you still want more, don’t you, whore?” Tartaglia taunted, amazed at how easily he slid inside you. 
“There really is no end to this cunt’s greed, hmm?” Pantalone forced you to look at him by grabbing your chin. 
“N-No… Please… Stop… P-Please…” 
The stretch of accommodating both of them in your cunt was unbearable. It mattered not how much you tried to shove them away, as neither even budged at your pathetic pushes. You were crying, begging them to stop, as you were exhausted from the numerous orgasms they had forced upon you. Your cunt was dripping both of their cum, as they climaxed time after time inside you, competing one another at who would fill you up more. But the only thing your little cries managed to do was rile them up even more. You buried your head on Tartaglia’s neck, feeling them pounding into you, making you lose your mind over the immense pleasure that seized control of your body.
“Sir, it’s Andrei.” He knocked on the door. “I have returned with the report from the Ministry of Civil Affairs.” 
“Yes, please tell me, but don’t come in,” Pantalone ordered him. “I’m a little preoccupied right now to welcome guests.”
“I’ll be quick, sir. It appears that there was an error on behalf of the Ministry. One of their newest clerks accidentally issued the fine to Northland Bank. We’ve already renewed our business permit since last month and all of our activities are legal.” 
“Alright, thank you, you can return to your work.”
Pantalone looked at your trembling body that clung onto Tartaglia’s, biting onto his neck in order to muffle your moans. He kissed your abused body, making you jolt at his tender action. You turned over your shoulder and looked at him through your blurry vision caused by the non-stop stream of tears. Pantalone cupped your cheek gently, crushing his lips onto yours, as he bit down on your lip, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Tartaglia who was underneath you left affectionate little kisses all over the thousands of marks that they had left on you. You screamed in ecstasy, as they both cummed into your cunt, slowly pulling out and observing it dripping down. 
“It appears you were telling the truth, darling,” Pantalone said in a low voice, kissing your shoulder. Sitting back on his seat, he wrapped you in his arms, gently running his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.” 
“I-It’s alright…” you breathed. “I-I had missed t-this…” 
“What a naughty little kitten,” Tartaglia purred, soothingly running his fingers on your body. 
“To make it up to you, the three of us will go on a trip together. You pick the destination. And we’ll heed to your every command.” 
“Mmm… Can’t wait…” you murmured, as you drifted to sleep. 
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tomatopers · 1 month
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❝ I'm. . . late?! ❞
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in honor of me also forgetting vday :,) here is my first post for this acc !! I also need to remember to make an intro post n stuff, and hopefully i'll make some friends on here eventually </3 i see ppl interacting with their anons/followers and it's sooo cute when will that be me !!!!
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They forgot Valentine's Day... surely the nineteenth is just as special? Diluc, Zhongli x GN!Reader (separate)
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Diluc watched you silently from a window, the sunny scene outside feeling worlds away from his own dim office. You were sitting on the stone wall surrounding the Dawn Winery, pretending to read one of his boring novels while pointedly ignoring him. He was very often unaware of his stumbles, this being his first relationship, but wouldn't he would catch on soon enough?
Sure it was immature to still act huffy at this age, but Valentine's day was 5 days ago! Not one! FIVE! You had to witness Lisa flirting with the Acting Grand Master for hours, which wasn't uncommon in the slightest, but the librarian seemed to make use of all her cheesy lines on the holiday.
The stone was frigid beneath your bare legs, and you were reminded that the sun hadn't yet begun to do its job this early in the month as your legs grew numb. Perhaps on this fifth day of snubbing your lover, you'd spend the night at a bar- maybe even in Venti's company, or Kaeya's. That last ditch effort to get him to notice your huffy behavior never failed.
The worst part of this whole affair was that you couldn't even be disappointed or properly upset in peace. How could you, when this was clearly not an intentional mishap? Diluc worked diligently, and was far more dependable than most; Though, this trait of his only served to deepen your guilt. Perhaps you should apologize for this childish behavior... Maybe talk it out like proper adults...
6 o'clock found you on a barstool at Angels' share, a little early for drinking but the glass in your hand was clearly not your first. Kaeya sat to your right, an arm resting on the counter as he lent an ear to your woes. Venti stood to your left, strumming his lyre quietly and pitching in jests during the quieter moments.
The door opened at 7 on the dot, and you turned around despite knowing who stood behind you. The backlighting of the evening sun made his hair glow like fire, exaggerating the irritation on Diluc's face to resemble anger. You stood up, slightly tipsy but no less aware, and grasped Kaeya's shoulder to steady yourself before walking forward.
"Good evening, Master Diluc. What brings you here so early?" He seemed to glare at you before casting a glance at Charles. The bartender visibly jumped, quickly bowing a greeting before averting his eyes as Diluc grabbed your wrist and tugged you out of the bar. His grip, though firm, wasn't the slightest bit painful- even now, in whatever bitter mood he was in, Diluc always treated you with the utmost care.
You felt even more guilty for acting the way you did.
He released his hold on you in a more private space, tucked behind a couple trees, and waited. Just as you knew he would seek you out immediately after work, he knew you'd soon crumble under his stare and explain what you wanted. Those red eyes, sometimes blazing with anger or warm with love, were now passive and unreadable.
"Well?"
You felt heat behind your eyes, feeling the tears before they could escape down your cheeks. How stupid. It was hard to form a sentence between sniffles, so you stood and cried as he enveloped you in a hug. Maybe you had more than a few drinks back at the bar...
When your tears were all but spent, you gripped his hand in embarrassment, unable to meet his gaze. "...I'm sorry."
"What for?"
You sighed, "I've been such a child about this, it honestly wasn't even that important yet I-"
"If it bothered you, then it's important. To me."
There it was again, the ever chivalrous Diluc and his overflowing compassion when it came to you. Despite the temptation to lie and play it off, you sheepishly admitted, "It's just that, uh- a few days ago, it was Valentine's day... and we didn't really um- celebrate together... But! It's okay! You do so much already and I honestly don't need to do anything for some silly holiday when we can do stuff like that any day and.."
Looking up, you trailed off into a confused silence. Diluc's face was red, and he was the one now avoiding your eyes. "I'm- My apologies. I admit, it did slip my mind, but that is no excuse. It's more than a silly holiday, and as such, I would be honored if you would allow me an attempt to make it up to you." You burst out laughing, and he looked relieved. You really had no reason to be upset, not with this cute of a lover.
"I would allow you all the attempts possible, Mr. Ragnvindr. All the attempts and more." He smiled and took your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as you followed him out of the alley. "Shall we visit that famous traveling chef then, darling? I heard he's in town. Or the Good Hunter, for something casual? Or perhaps we could buy you one of those gorgeous necklaces they have at the-"
You pulled him in by his collar, feeling him stiffen at the kiss before relaxing. "Diluc, sweetheart, I was thinking something closer to home? I can make dinner, and," you gestured at the setting sun, "the night is still young, I'm sure we can have some... fun, in that great big house of yours."
He turned an even brighter red, trying to cover his blush with the hand you weren't holding. "...That would be perfect."
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It was rarer for Zhongli to go a day without speaking to you than it was for him to remember his wallet. That's why it was evident to even those around you that there was something amiss. You worked at a teahouse, and that just happened to be where Zhongli's favorite tea was sold. When you weren't working, you'd help out at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, or stroll with him along the boardwalk. Plenty of time together, to say the least.
When the regulars witnessed you not serving the consultant's tea, as you always did, it immediately became a source of chatter- Some of the older women were having quite a laugh about young lovers' quarrels, though your relationship with Zhongli was far past the "young love" stage. As you walked from table to table, it was hard to ignore his stare practically burning holes through you.
The first whole hour of his visit must've passed this way; your every movement under the scrutiny of the ex-archon, your coworkers, and half the guests in the teahouse. Your work wasn't any different than usual, no. In fact, you might even be more productive now that you weren't stopping to chat with Zhongli whenever your hands were free. The owner of the place would never admit it, but he too was curious of the predicament under his roof.
Your scheduled break was minutes away, the one you would typically spend at Zhongli's table, but you clearly didn't intend to do so today. For a being such as him, it was inevitable that certain things would slip his mind, but Valentine's Day? You had planned out the entire day as a surprise, the holiday had even fallen on one of Zhongli's leisure days, but he called in the morning to tell you he'd be assisting the Traveler and would not come by. It wasn't even a brief task! He was gone for five days!
It wasn't like you hadn't told him anything, either. "Oh illustrious Rex Lapis, God among men, I beseech your presence in my humble abode on the final day of this week." He had chuckled at your attempt of mimicking the speech of those who cowered before him in his days of glory, taking your hand with a smile and a kiss. It was going to be perfect! But the plans were discarded, and the cake you made still sat untouched in the fridge...
Xingqiu walked in with his usual cheerful wave, heading to the back corner where he'd spend a couple hours reading; As though he noticed your restlessness, he smiled and offered you a seat to join him, "I'll take you up on your offer to regale me with the stories from your trip overseas, if I may?" You smiled back, "Of course! I'll bring the tea and join you."
You spent your break with the young man, and the following remainder of the shift passed with ease. At some point, Zhongli had disappeared- had he gotten upset? Most likely not, such a small matter was far from enough to garner his irritation. It was more likely that work had called for his presence. Maybe he'd notice shop owners taking down their holiday wares on his walk and remember his oversight.
You hung up your apron, bidding the staff goodnight before descending the stairs to head home. Someone was standing at the entrance to a darker alley, one tucked away from the streetlights and the watchful eyes of the Millelith. Quickening your pace, you were about to pass by when a voice, his voice, stopped you in your tracks.
"My dear, won't you tell me what has drawn your ire?" Zhongli stepped forward, his confused expression revealing his failure to decipher the issue alone. "I am unaware of any shortcoming, but I assure you it was far from intentional-"
"..."
He walked closer, "Pardon?" You looked up at him, hoping you didn't look pathetically sad. "It was Valentine's Day, the day you left for that trip with the Traveler. That's why I had invited you over." His face fell, his immediate regret making it nigh impossible to retain your frustration. "I will not make any excuses, beloved, it was entirely my fault that we could not celebrate such a wonderful day together-"
"It was, yes."
"-and I believe I grasp the value of celebrating love with a romantic partner, so while it won't compare, please join me for dinner tomorrow, where I can properly demonstrate my affections. I recall you liking when I cook, and surely such a thing is enjoyable together."
You pretended to consider the matter, before laughing and accepting his outstretched hand. "I would love to join you, and I hope I may occupy your time through the night as well." You saw his gaze sharpen for a moment before he swept you off your feet and into his arms.
"If I didn't know any better, my love, I'd think you were trying to tempt me."
"Whatever gave you that idea, darling?"
Without setting you down, he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I believe you wouldn't protest to spending tonight together, as well?" You could feel the laughter rumbling through his chest, could see the smile splitting his face even with your face hidden behind your hands from the embarrassment. "My most adorable lover, I shall never again miss an opportunity to exhibit the extent of my affection for you."
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I saw you're taking req, hmm I wanted some angst like neglected reader & diluc or kaveh, the story or plot is up to you 🥹🥹
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diluc x reader
warnings: mean diluc, one sided relationship, arguments, angst
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another night you found yourself alone in bed, the book you had been reading laid open on the spot that belonged to diluc, or used to. longer nights seemed to be often now, staying up for him. not like he cared for your presence anyway. only giving you a glance when he’d get in bed, facing away from you.
the cold feeling of the sheets on your skin no longer warmed your heart, trying to grasp at the scent of him on his pillow. it was like loving a ghost. if you could even call it a relationship anymore.
dates and anniversaries had been forgotten about for months now, empty promises he’d give you before stopping completely. never giving you anything to hope for. that’s what you believed on your birthday, leaving you alone that night. a thickly frosted cake sitting in front of you, tears in your eyes with his maids somber smiles as you blew out your candles.
you still held hope in your heart, hope that things would go back to how they used to be, to a loving relationship with him. that was until that night. screams and tears being the only thing between you two.
“i’ve told you for the last time, (y/n). i’m busy. can’t you take this up with sucrose or one of your other friends? i don’t have time for this nonsense.” diluc sighed, pressing his thumbs on the bridge of his nose.
“we haven’t done anything together in months, diluc.” you looked at him with hope in your eyes, holding out a flyer for the upcoming windblume festival in mondstat. “we can go to this together! it’ll be like how we used to go to your wine festival’s back in the day, but this time you won’t have to-“
his gloved hand tearing the sheet out of your grasp and ripping it in half silenced your words. you stared at him, wide eyed as he looked to you with the meanest glare he only reserved for kaeya.
“i don’t give a shit to go to some silly festival with you. do you ever wonder why i don’t spend time with you anymore (y/n)? why i’d rather be manning the bar instead of letting my employees do it?” he seethed, getting right in your face as you stood there frozen.
his fiery red hair matched his tone as you felt your love and hope for this relationship slowly wither with every word that came out of his mouth. his piercing eyes not hiding his distaste for you,
“the reason is i simply cannot stand to be here with you. i can’t stand the way you look at me so stupidly. you still believe something is there when i haven’t even looked at you in months.
i don’t love you anymore (y/n). get that through your thick skull. or do you still think i’m kidding? that one day i’ll waltz in here and kiss you like i used to? that i won’t leave you alone here every day with the maids?
nothing will change. i don’t care if you leave me. do what you wish, just stop bothering me.”
he left your shared bedroom with a slam of the door. the glass on your bedside table shaking as silent tears slipped down your cheeks. you were tired. tired of the fighting, tired of him.
the next day you did as he asked, or screamed. with a heavy heart you left his manor, a home you had known for six years. ignoring his lingering stares in the streets of mondstat for the next few months.
every time you’d see him stop and stare at you, you’d shake your head. he didn’t miss you. you couldn’t miss him. nothing was waiting for you back at the winery.
you never knew of the way he’d uncap some of his special wine, sitting at the same table you used to have dinner alone in. gulping down the bitter liquid, he hated every second of it sliding down his throat. but he hated the way he felt without you even more.
the day he told you those words he’d felt nothing but regret. coming home to an empty house solidified that feeling of guilt and pain as he remembered the look on your face as he claimed he no longer felt anything for you. it was a lie. he lied to keep you away, away from his duties to hunt down the fatui. you didn’t know he was the infamous dark night hero, only believing his white lies of being at the bar every night.
oh how cruel could fate be as he watched you move on. you’d refuse to look his way if he stood next to you at a stall, your gaze locked on the merchant. never at him.
eventually your gaze would be locked onto his brother, kaeya. kaeya’s smirk as you held onto his arm made his blood boil. he had taken something else from him. but were you ever his to be taken from?
as he sat on the floor of his cellar, tears in his eyes as he inhaled the smell of grapes and liquids he now found comfort in, he only thought of you.
“hey (y/n).. the windblume festival is coming up soon.. do you want to go together.” he whispered to himself, more hot tears running down his face.
“i didn’t mean what i said that night.. i’ll cut off my own tongue so i never yell at you again.. so please,
promise you won’t go.”
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wine-porn · 2 years
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Movin on Up
Staying over on the East-side of Paso tonight–sticking with the BDX varieties, but less than half the price of yesterdays. And… alcohols down in manageable levels. This is a beautiful wine, and the bang-for-the-buck is SHOCKING. When you look a Paso’s still-affordable cabs: the Ancient Peak’s, the Donati’s, the Sculptera’s, the Broken Earth’s, the J.Lohr’s, the Broadside’s, the Powell…
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