#xingqiu fluff

[loreculus]

like you were written for me

summary: in which i read a lot of pretty things that remind me of a lot of genshin impact characters.

featuring: albedo (hurt/comfort), dainsleif (angst, reader has passed away), diluc (hurt/comfort), childe (fluff and angst?), kaeya (fluff), kazuha, thoma (fluff), venti, xiao (fluff), xingqiu (fluff), zhongli (fluff) x g!n reader (sepereately) (i'm pretty sure there are no gendered terms, but this isn't proofread, so if there are, please let me know so i can fix it)!

cw: implied eating disorder/body dysmorphia in albedo's, mentions of childe's real name

personal favorites: albedo, childe, xingqiu

albedo — the role of a lover is exactly the same as the role of an artist. if i love you, i must make you aware of the things you do not see." james baldwin

albedo doesn't normally return home until late in the night, his research ruined his sense of time. so you thought you had time—time to clean up and keep this little incident a secret from your lover. but you thought wrong, because the first thing albedo noticed upon entering the dark bedroom was your form balled up in the middle of your shared bed with tears staining your cheeks. he took cautious, quiet steps towards you, not failing to notice the half eaten plate of food sitting neglected on the bedside table.

taking you into his arms, he gently questioned, "have a bad day?"

you bobbed your head once, answering him. "'m sorry, i was doing so well," your voice trailed off, your words choked by tears.

the sound of your sadness pained the alchemist endlessly, he hated to see you like this, especially over an issue like this. "it's okay darling," he cooed. "we all have bad days, it's just our brains bullying us." his arms enveloped you, his hands moving up and down your back in a comforting motion. "mind to tell me what your brain told you today?"

"the same old same old," you took a shakey breath. "i couldn't stop looking in that dumb mirror, bedo. i couldn't stop scrutinizing what i saw in it."

his hands moved up from your back to your hair, then around to cup your face. "you may not like what you see, but would you like to see what i see?" he pulled your face close, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

he then got up to rummage through his bag; it was brown and made of leather, the bag he always took with him, the bag he was never seen travelling without. after some seconds, he pulled out a sketchbook. though you had accompanied albedo when painting on many occassions, you had never seen this particular book.

coming back to where you sat on the bed, he gingerly positioned himself next to you and opened the book, flipping through its contents.

your eyes widened as he turned the delicate pages—they were all filled with you. sketches of you when you cooking, playing with klee, talking about something that excited you, resting your eyes after a long day of work. sketches of you that were made with such care, with such love.

"[name], i began to draw in order to better myself in the field of alchemy. in that time, i became an artist. but i am no longer just an artist—i am also a lover. your lover."

he flipped to the latest drawing in the book. it pictured you in a field of flowers, a crown of cecilias adorning your head, your mouth curved into a bright smile.

"and the role of a lover," he continued, "is exactly the same as the role of an artist. if i love you, i must make you aware of the things you do not see." he placed the sketchbook in your hands, using one hand to softly grasp your chin, his eyes deeply looking into yours, as if exploring their endless depths.

"you do not see your own beauty, but when i look at you that is all i see."

he pressed his forehead to yours, his words lingering in the air. in this moment, you felt a tear escape your eye; this time, not one of sadness but of joy.

childe — "have you ever seen the hell in somene's eyes and loved it anyways?" maram rimawi

you and your lover walked lazily along yaoguang shoal; the gentle seabreeze carrying the essence of the ocean to your senses, the sound of waves crashing into one another filling the comfortable silence. ajax was always the busy man, his harbinger status brought boundless responsibilities along with it. so moments like these—moments where it was just you, him, and the world—were truly precious.

hand in hand the two of you walked with a comfortable rythym. staring out at the ocean, you couldn't help but compare the water's hue to that of ajax's eyes. you tugged at his wrist, stopping his movements. a questioning look adorned his face. you merely stood on your toes and lovingly planted your lips against his. love overcame his confusion, his left arm wrapped around your torso while his right hand rested against the side of your face.

backing away, you looked deeply into his eyes. they were just lke the sea: an alluring blue, a depth that seemed deeper than eternity.

"your eyes are beautiful," you breathed.

his eyes widened at this. "you think so?"

you nodded your response, entranced by his gaze.

"well, maybe you shouldn't. these eyes have seen too much to be pretty," he looked scorned by the thought of himself.

"no, they've seen too much to be pure. but no amount of hell can take away their beauty."

he frowned, creating some distance between you both. "how can you see the hell in someone's eyes and love it anyways?"

pulling him closer to you once more, you whispered, "i'd rather face an eternity of hell with you than spend a second in heaven alone."

dainsleif — "maybe forever was a word meant for memories and not people."

the tired knight eased his back against a tree, relaxing his shoulders for the first time in a while. his eyes were fixated on the view beyond the hill he decided to rest on: a vast ocean, deep like an unsolved mystery, with light from the lowering sun shimmering against its waves. it was beautiful, he thought. but not as beautiful as the posy that laid in his grip. white petals hanging from an iridescent stem, the bundle of inteyvat flowers littering his hands was second to only one: you.

but he didn't have you anymore, now did he?

all that remained of you were these flowers, carefully kept in a porcelain vase you had crafted together, and your memory. he found it cruel in its comdey, how memories were all he now possessed: the memories of his homeland, of his family, of his men, of you.

chuckling sadly, his lashes fluttered closed.

"dain!"

hearing the smile in your voice, dain turned his neck to face you.

"what've you got there, love?"

you hastily brought your hands to your front, extending your hands to present a bouquet of inteyvats to him. "i found these in an old antique store," your voice was soft—tender even.

"i do, i do," the flowers exchanged hands. "i love you even more for giving them to me."

"so you'll love me forever then?" you teased.

"forever and then some."

the sounds of ships drifting across the water below spurred him from his daytime reverie, keeping him from getting lost in his memories, in your memory.

"forever, huh?"

he sighed. it was a soft and somber sound, one dainsleif found himself making far too often these days. "maybe forever was a word meant for memories and not people—not for you, not for us."

diluc — "i burned so long, so quiet, you must have wondered if i loved you back. i did, i did, i do." annelyse gelman

"where are they?" diluc managed to cough up those words despite nobody being around to hear them. pure rage clouded his vision as he arched over his desk, head in his hands.

you had been missing for four days now. four days since you had dissapeared in the midst of the afternoon sun. four days the heir spent looking and asking and tracking. four days of desperation, of loneliness, of regret.

desperation to find you, loneliness without you, and regret of all the things he failed to say to you.

the last time you were together, he hadn't been his best self. he ignored his feelings for you in a hope that they would dissapear, in a hope that they wouldn't end up hurting you. but, in his efforts to save you from himself, hurt is exactly what he did to you.

"can we please just talk, 'luc?" you pleaded with him.

"apologies, but we have nothing pressing to discuss at the moment." he tried to keep his voice even and reserved.

as you turned to leave, diluc didn't fail to notice the tears escaping your eyes.

oh how he wished he talked to you then. because, if he did, you wouldn't be missing from his grasp now. suddenly, adelaide came crashing through his office doors.

"master diluc," she began. "we've found them! they're staying in a small house in the outskirts of qingce village."

"i thought we checked there already?" "we checked qingce, but not its surronding area, sir." she said, voice heavy with guilt.

diluc wasted no more time in his office. he was quick to grab his coat and greatsword, rushing off to you and your hideaway.

it was already late when he left, the moon acting as his only light source. normally, he wouldn't trouble himself to travelling all the way to the qingce area in such a short time, but tonight was different. he would trouble himself for you.

eventually, a small house began to come into view. diluc didn't know how many hours had passed, all he knew was you were finally back in reach. now standing in front of the door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. in the past, he would've hesitated with you, but he knew he couldn't afford to hesitate any longer.

he heard movement behind the wooden door: the shuffling of feet—your feet. as you opened the door, your eyes gaped at the sight of an out-of-breath man dressed in black staring back at you. his eyes told you more than his mouth had in the entire past month: longing, aching, regret.

before you could overcome your chock to speak, he spoke. "i'm sorry," he dropped his head. "i'm so, so sorry. i shouldn't have pushed you away for all this time."

you fiddled with your fingers. "you don't have to say that, mister diluc. you don't have to lie to make me feel better."

"'luc," he raised his head to look you in the eyes. "call me 'luc."

"no, it's okay. i won't be a bother to you anymore," you gave him a sad smile, holding back tears.

"but it's not okay. i wasn't honest with you from the start but i should've been. so let me be honest now." he softly held your head in his hands. "i've burned so long, so quiet, you must have wondered if i loved you back. i did, i did, i do." it sounded as if he, like you, was on the verge of tears. you mimicked the way he held you, pulling your foreheads together.

you both stood that way for a while, relishing in the painful comfort of each other's company, bathed in the moonlight's glow.

kaeya — "what is a home if not the first place you learn to run from?" clementine von radics

something had felt off with your boyfriend as of late: he'd been less touchy, more avoidant, and his usual sly comments had lost their edge. you wondered if you did something to him, said something to him, something that was the cause of his change. deep in your thoughts, you walked mindlessly around mondstadt—the city's ambience bringing some peace to counteract your storming insides. as you rounded the corner near good hunter, you ran into the man that consumed your every waking thought.

"kae!" you called out to him.

the cavalry captain stopped in his tracks, his expression hesitant. "hey there, lover." he gave a little wave and attempted to feign normalcy, but his voice was far too strained for that.

"kaeya," you held his eyes. "is everything okay"

a questioning look. "what do you mean?"

you sighed, shoulders sagging. "it's just, you've been kinda avoidant lately. did i do something to upset you?"

a myriad of emotions swirled in his uncovered eye, as if he knew what he wanted to say but not how to say it.

"no," he gave you a soft yet sad smile. "in fact it's quite the opposite. you make me so happy; like i'm finally home." he paused. he didn't know if should say this next part, but he did know that keeping the truth in the dark didn't keep it from breing brought to light. reluctantly, he continued, "and what is a home if not the first place you learn to run from?"

understanding took over your features. as a nationless, fatherless, step-fatherless, brotherless, horseless man that had always had a house but never a home, he was afraid of getting too comfortable with you—with the warmth and security you provided.

"oh kaeya," you cupped his face. "it's a place to come home to at the end of everyday, a place to take off your shoes and rest your feet, a place for you and for me."

smiling down at your pretty face, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pushing you flush against him, pulling you in for a honeyed kiss. the sudden affection normally didn't bother you, but you were right in front of a restaurant. the two of you basically had an audience. noticing the red painting your cheeks, the knight flashed a teasing smirk.

now that's the kaeya you knew and loved.

thoma — "we'd be a wonderful us." keira cass

if you could've had any power, it would have been the power to read minds. his mind, to be specific.

you looked longingly at the boy in front of you. he was so focused on knitting sweaters for the local street cats he failed to see you staring at him in awe. even had he caught you, he wouldn't have minded. you had been friends for so long, afterall. but you didn't want to be friends anymore; you didn't want to be "[name] and thoma", "him and i", "me and him", any longer. you wanted to be "us."

lost in thought, you gasped in surprise as something poked your head. "hey! i finished up that last sweater," he presented the clothing on it's new owner, an adorable calico cat. "doesn't it look just dashing on him?"

you pursed your lips, "it's perfect."

"baha, isn't it? well, now that we're done here, i think we should treat ourselves to some dinner at the komore teahouse."

as you nodded your agreement, he took your hand and helped you off the ground. he doesn't let it go once you were upright though; he kept your hands locked, fingers securely entertwined as if they were always meant to be there. you could feel the heat warming your cheeks. oh archons, you hoped he was too busy talking about what food he was gonna order to notice.

thoma did notice, of course, and he was pleased with your reaction. unbeknownst to you, he too wanted to be more than what you both were now.

you two treated yourselves to a lovely dinner: unagi chazuke, tri-flavored skewers, wakatakeni, sakura mochi. needless to say, you were grateful that thoma's "retainer of the kamisato clan" title protected you from a hefty bill.

seated across from each other at the table, you entertained yourselves. laughter and comfort filled the air in your corner of the room, all other patrons fading into the background.

but there was a moment of silence when cups occupied both your lips, the conversation drying your throats. it was then you could hear the chatter of the other patrons in the space:

"oh, what lovely sweethearts they are!" "do you remember when we first looked at each other like that, hon?" "oh to have a man look at me the way he's looking at them-"

all their statements were flustering, but that last comment was especially quick to heat your cheeks.

"ehe, i guess everyone thinks we're a pair," you cuckled awkwardly. "don't worry though, thoma, i wouldn't disrespect you like that."

a pregnant pause.

"what if i want you to?"

your eyes met his, widening significantly. "well—i-i mean, i wouldn't mind...doing that..." your voice stuttered, getting quieter with every word. you weren't even sure if your following, "i'd love for you and i to be an us," was audible.

it must have been though, as the blonde in front of you chuckled and took your hand in his, lifting it to his lips, leaving a kiss there. "i think we'd make a wonderful us, my darling."

xiao — "no human being has ever stood so close to my soul as you stand." james joyce

the time between protecting liyue from darkness and the sunlight peeking under your bedroom's blinds was the yaksha's favorite time of day. seeing your calm, resting figure with your chest moving in a relaxed pattern brought nothing but peace to his mind.

it meant you had a good rest; and to have slept soundly in the night was to have a good day, and he wanted nothing less than good days for you. and knowing you trusted him enough to wait for you to awaken by your bedside was xiao's greatest honor.

he didn't truly understand what was going on between you two, but he was grateful for your trust, for your unashamed closeness. as an adeptus, he was very used to solitude, so much so that he seemed to detest intimacy. and he did. or, at least he thought he did.

you ruined all that he had thought he was. all those preconcieved ideas about himself, all those characteristics he self-endowed went out the window when you came into the picture.

all of a sudden he didn't want to be alone. he wanted to be with you. all of a sudden, he didn't want to spend his nights chasing demons by himself. he wanted to spend them chasing shooting stars with you. and he just didn't get it—what happened, what changed, why he felt this way.

pondering these questions as he knelt beside your bed, his arm mindlessly drifted over your form, rubbing your arms and back. the motion was so comforting but it stirred you from your slumber nonetheless.

eyes prying open, you breathed, "xiao?"

"good morning," he lifted your hand and pressed a kiss there.

"well, this is a nice surprise," your tired smile shifted into one of humor. "why do you look constipated?"

"i look what?"

you giggled.

"i was just thinking, love."

you tried your best to sober up, and asked through small laughs, "thinking about what?"

"about you." he looked at you so lovingly. " about how no human being has ever stood so close to my soul as you stand." he leaned over you, resting his forearm against the mattress, bringing himself face-to-face with you. "thank you for that."

xingqiu — "i wanted to write down exactly what i felt, but somehow the paper stayed empty. and i could not have described it any better." wtm

xingqiu's hand cramped with its position under the feather quill. "ha," a low sound emitted from under his breath, a sign that his fustration over the letter he was witing you was beginning to overcome him.

it seemed to be teasing him, the paper in all of its blankness. as a successful, published author, writing about his passions and interests was supposed to be the easiest, most straightforward thing in the entire world, and what was he more interested in than you?

nothing. literally nothing.

he would do anything with you, anything for you. see a performance at the heyu teahouse? sure. go jueyun chili picking in qingce village? why, he would love to. eat a bowl of stir-fried carrots for a date night? he'd eat two. and xingqiu hates carrots.

but that's just what you did to him. you turned his hatred into love and smoothed out all the rough patches. you made him feel crazy, sick in the head. and he wanted to express this to you in the best way he knew how to: in words, in writing. he wanted to immortilize you the same way he would any idea that popped into his head and stuck. because you popped into his life and stuck too.

but when he tried to describe his feelings for you, no words could come to mind—despite the fact that you yourself lived there rent free. he looked through every dictionary, asked locals around the harbor, but to no avail. there just wasn't a word strong enough, a word accurate enough, to define the feelings in his heart.

with the sun beginning to set, he knew he was running out of time to find one before his rondevouz with you at xinyue kiosk. rubbing his temples in defeat, he realized something. so, he packaged the unused paper and left the quill on the table.

approaching the restaurant's doors, he heard a sweet sound call his name. "xingqiu!"

he rushed over towards your voice, pulling you into a light embrace. "i have something to give you," he began.

your eyes lit up at his statement, but he raised a finger to your lips before you could respond. "nuh uh uh, hush. you'll have to wait 'till after we eat," his tone was thoughtful at best and mischievous at worst.

dinner was, as expected of the xinyue kiosk, was grandiose in its experience and delectable in its taste. xingqiu knew that'd be hard to beat, but he was hoping what he had to say might be more memorable for you than the food.

he handed you the envelope he packaged before leaving his home earlier tonight, saying, "go ahead, open it up." you did as he said, confusion quickly taking over your features at the sight of a plain piece of paper.

"love, you know i'm a writer. i like to write about everything i love, so, naturally, i'd want to write about you too. as it turns out, i couldn't think of a way to convey my love for you in writing. i wanted to write down exactly how i felt, but somehow the paper stayed empty. and i don't think i could have described it any better," he chuckled softly, cupping your face in his hands. "hopefully this will suffice." he captured your lips gently and you could feel the smile in his.

seperating, you look into his eyes. "oh, it sufficed."

zhongli — "i will love you if i never see you again, and i will love you if i see you everyday." lemony snicket

it had been a long time since you last encountered the old god. his previously loose hair was now tied up all prim and tidy in a low ponytail, his historic robes were exchanged with a sophisticated suit and timeless accessories. despite his different appearance, you knew he was the same rex lapis he was all those years ago.

right now, he was seated at the round, stone table in the middle of the lake at mount aocang. you approached him from behind, an offering in hand.

placing the bowl on the table, you spoke: "i hope this dish is still to your liking, morax."

his lids opened at your voice, revealing a pair of familiar golden eyes.

"ah jewelry soup," he smiled. "you always were a gem." he motioned for you to take a seat, his hand pointing at the stool across from him.

you spent a good time chatting, reminiscing about times past. eventually, the conversation moved from nostalgia to current joy. he recounted the events of late: the trade of his gnosis, his shift into mundane life. he seemed happy and at peace, and that brought you endless joy. you remembered just how brutal life was for him in the past, with the fall of cities and gods comes the rise of suffering.

you know you added to his suffering leaving him all that time ago. seeing him so fufilled now prompted you to apologize for that. "morax, i don't mean to bring up bad memories, but i'm sorry for dissapearing all that time ago." you reached out to him, placing your hands over his. "i'm staying for good now, we can even make a contract out of it," you chuckled. "i know how much you love those."

he gave you a kind smile. "[name], you recall our parting but you don't recall our parting words." he squeezed your hands, "i said, 'i will love you if i never see you again, and i will love you if i see you everyday."

he leaned over the table, reaching out to grab your chin. "that much has not changed. it never will."

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[inn-oceanid]

Waking up beside you; Genshin males headcanons !

Just fluff. That’s all.

DILUC, ZHONGLI, Childe, XIAO, CHONGYUN, XINGQIU, AETHER, kazuha, THOMA

When he wakes up, he’ll quietly turn to you to check if you’re alright, if you’re comfortable, and if you’re there. He just turns to you and rests his chin on his arms while scanning every of your features, praising you every praise inside his mind while having this soft smile plastered on his lips. Just watching you makes him feel relaxed, you were his happy pill. He’s very thankful and lucky to have you. —then after staring at you for some minutes, he’ll eventually fall asleep once again.

Venti, ALBEDO, Xingqiu, KAZUHA, Childe, Zhongli

Mindlessly starts to brush your hair off from your face so that he could get a better view of your adorable sleeping face. He can stare at you like this forever. And he wouldn’t get tired. He’ll stroke your hair, your face, your cheeks, oh how adorable you just are to him.

KAEYA, AYATO, thoma, SCARAMOUCHE

He pulls you close to him when he’s you quite distant from him, guiding your head gently to his chest, he’ll rest his chin on your head and he’ll hold you close while combing your hair, then sleep again.

KAZUHA, SCARAMOUCHE, CHONGYUN, VENTI, AETHER

Who makes up like a mess, messy hair, hoarse voice. When he sees you distant, he’ll move close to you and will most probably buries his head on your chest, shoulders, or wrap your arm around him. He’ll hug you verrryyyy tight like he won’t let go unless you’re dying from suffocating.

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[lumiconic]

baking with them

❥ summary: the holidays have come around which means making sweets!

❥ characters: kamisato ayato ; venti ; bennett ; xingqiu ; thoma ; tighnari

❥ content: fluff, gn reader

❥ note: i lovelovelove gingerbread houses TuT

… kamisato ayato finds this oddly difficult, his hands that are steady in any other pursuit trembling as he struggles to measure out cups of flour and melt butter without burning himself. you stifle laughter at the mess of dough scattering the otherwise pristine tiled floor of his amazing kitchen and he glares at you, feigning tossing eggs in your direction. the smell of the baking cookies is so delicious in his enormous oven, though, that you both find it wholly worth it. 

… venti sneaks tastes of apple cinnamon tarts with decorations of snowflakes and stars on them as you click your tongue, swiveling desperately to keep him from stealing one entirely, arguing that they’re meant for the knights of favonius as a show of yuletide gratitude. he follows you as you bring the plate to the headquarters, at last snatching one just as you knock on the door and sprinting away with his cape billowing and all you can do is laugh exasperatedly at his antics.

… bennett is fighting for his life trying to get his gingerbread house to stand up for longer than two seconds, dollops of shiny white icing dotted with sugary red marbles crushed by his ceiling crashing onto the foil wrapped plate. he groans, burying his face in his hands, but it turns into laughter when you take a decisive bite of gingerbread door, offering him the other half, and the two of you opt instead to give up and eat the entire house and frosting because why not? 

… xingqiu reads out loud from a cookbook that he claims holds “ancient guhua recipes”, which sound suspiciously sugary for a clan that demanded physical perfection and health. he smiles innocently with the last recipe, an elaborately decorated cake with golden and silver frosting in the shape of crescent moons, incredibly difficult even for you. you retaliate by sneaking carrots into the batter, then laugh maniacally when he discovers them and practically shrieks.

… thoma is delighted when you offer to make gingerbread with him, a favorite treat that reminds him of home, but in the process of cutting out shapes you get carried away. when the sheets come out of the oven, you end up with a gingerbread mansion and an army of tiny cookie men, but he just laughs sheepishly and gets out tubes of icing to decorate them as the kamisato estate and shogunate soldiers, complete with multicolored sprinkle visions. (you eat them head first)

… tighnari listens to you ramble about your favorite peppermint cookies for weeks before he finally relents and goes out to pick fresh mint; when you return home one day, you find him gingerly mixing ingredients in a too small bowl, smears of flour on his face, with an adorably focused and determined expression. you wait eagerly for the end result as he cleans up the kitchen, then proudly presents you with a sheet of cookies even better than what you dreamed of.

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[reilliane]

✤ — Universe: Vigil ✤ — Concept: Two days apart, at long last, Kazuha has prepared himself to greet a latecomer... in more ways than one | Irodori Festival (Interlude) ✤ — Characters: Kazuha (platonic), Aether, Paimon, Xingqiu, Albedo, Venti — she/her A/N: Vigil!MC is a pretty lady and no one denies it. Also, there's a bit of angst in the first thousand words, but the rest is just a road down awe and fluff ehehe. We need an entrance before the rest of the parts come in full fluffy!.

Sweet, sweet Inazuma.

With its endless bloom of pretty sakura and perpetual descent of crimson maple, it appears that it too has come to welcome someone who's returning to her homeland.

The Irodori Festival is already at the pinnacle of excitement, what with the arrival of numerous authors and the jovial atmosphere lasting day and night.

But along with this festival arises a story cloaked in the smoke of buried history.

Kazuha has decided to hold off divulging the narrative he's held privy only to familial ties until the next afternoon—which is today—in favor of waiting for the arrival of someone.

He has two reasons; the premise being that Ayaka is acquiring more information herself, and him, truthfully a little sullen to go through this alone.

The past is, so to say, a delicate subject to touch upon. There are memories he doesn't wish to visit and mistakes that, up until now, he wishes to change.

But he knows this; he knows that he should no longer allow those blue devils to smite him, for he has redeemed himself.

Well, that is according to someone else's words.

If he is to be more candid with his still guilty conscious, he's nowhere near the remission he seeks... and maybe he'll never truly achieve it.

Ah, wait, what's he doing? He shouldn't have such a pensive front when everyone is at an obvious merry.

Besides, today is supposed to be exciting! Setting aside the serious matter, of course.

“We're all here. Perfect!”

The voice of Paimon brings him out of his reverie.

Time flies by so quickly when one is lost in another world, notes the samurai as he glances over the reformed group. Though one seems to not have arrived yet... to his dismay.

“Apologies,” his eyes proceed to wander around the plaza, “But may I be excused for a moment to head to the port?”

The smallest amount of concern rumbles in his chest, bitter on his tongue. It's a recognized feeling that he doesn't wish to rekindle.

“Sure... but,” Paimon decides to be the group's voice in the middle of their blinking surprise, “Aren't we already complete? Are we still waiting for someone?”

Eyes on his person, he decides to indulge them with eye contact, seeing how there is an assortment of expressions on everyone's faces. Which is understandable, given he's not one for abrupt diversions.

“Well... !” his supposed explanation comes to a pause when he spots a rather familiar person darting from one of the floral shops towards the docks.

His finger twitches. That man...

What he's thinking of may be out of the question, but he has to ascertain things for himself.

He bows his head.

“Excuse me, everyone. I won't be gone long.”

There sounds a collection of bewildered hums and gasps—followed by the Traveler's call of his name, but he does not look back.

Light on his feet as if the wind springs him with each leap off the ground, he moves with adept action. Swift to pass by like a breeze, but careful enough so as to not be a hazard to the people coming in to enjoy the festival.

When he arrives at the port, there is a noticeable ship unloading passengers—and the same man he saw, waiting with a bouquet of pretty dendrobiums.

He wishes his theory is false, but the second he sees the man darting toward a certain lady, he's already pursing his lips with a sigh.

“I have waited long for your return, my muse.”

Sometimes, he wishes his hearing isn't so attuned with the environment, but alas.

“Your beauty has not waned, but refined! Inazuma beams brighter with your return!”

The wharf is oddly swarming with a lot of people, the majority bearing faces he has seen from when he was an adolescent.

Working his way through the crowd, it comes to his prompt attention, the progenitor of such a mob—and he eases.

“Nee-san.”

The calling singlehandedly puts a stop to the blissful chatter, with plentiful eyes turning to look at him in apprehension.

Not like he minds, in fact, their alarm is well-placed.

“Ah, Kazuha! Where- where are you-”

The dulcet-sounding voice of his sister makes him course through the sea of shellshocked people—suitors—until he finally sees her. Or, well, at least her hands.

[Name]'s upper half is completely covered, hidden by a bunch of bouquets with differing flowers in each wrap. A flamboyant sight.

“The Kaedehara..” he hears one mumble as he goes to help carry the flowers, “I honestly didn't think I'd see them here.”

“Right? When I heard someone say that the Kaedehime will be coming back after so long, I just had to check it out. Now that it's true, I wish I brought something!”

Ah, that's right. The departure—escape—of his sister has always been known.

Perhaps it came with her popularity.

It's such a thespian matter to think that they're likening her arrival to a princess' return to a country that once sought to end her life.

Which is actually true, in a way.

Kazuha smiles the second he sees his older sibling's face appear once he has lessened her load of bouquets.

“Shall we get going? There arose some story pertaining to the history of our family, so I ought to wait for you first before proceeding to procure the rest of the account.”

“Oh, yes, let's! I'm quite eager,” the lady beams after bidding adieu to those who greeted her in the harbor, oblivious to the smiles belying their crestfallen expression.

Kazuha allows himself to chuckle. No, no, he's not making fun of them, no, of course not.

It's just a little comical, is all.

“I had to wrap things up in Liyue as quick as I could after receiving your letter. We were only apart for two days but it felt long...”

His sister is oblivious to the fact that the flowers she received aren't done out of friendliness, but with the intent to court.

Oh well. It's better that way.

Small talk arises on their way back to the Five Kasen Plaza, with him filling the other in about the poems and other findings they've gotten in relation to the Kaedehara's downfall.

It's a barely noticeable decline, the jubilance in his sister's gait, when he finished retelling yesterday's events. If he isn't so observant, he would've been led into thinking that this discussion doesn't matter to the lady at all.

“Oh, you're back!”

Ah. Kazuha braces himself.

“We were just about to go after-” Aether stops, blinking, “-You...”

The group reforms once again—and if they weren't that all surprised minutes ago, well they surely are now. Except for Ayaka, whose eyes are lit with silent excitement.

“Lady [Name]!” the Kamisato reaches to clasp the other girl's hands, “You're safe. Seeing you here puts me at great ease. It's been quite a long time since I've seen you... !”

[Name] nods at this, her lips also upturned.

“It has, hasn't it? How's your brother faring?”

“Oh, he's—”

With the two delving off into a small world of their own a minute after reuniting, the rest scoots closer to the onlooking ronin.

Paimon all but tugs at the crimson scarf, little hands clenched into fists as she bursts into a loud whisper, “Who is that!? Paimon feels like burning!”

Burning? Kazuha doesn't question the strange phrasing as he answers, “My older sister. Although I've come to journey with you and the Traveler, you both haven't met her until now...”

“There is an uncanny resemblance,” Calx speaks up with a hum, his turquoise eyes fixated on the older Kaedehara's profile.

It doesn't go unnoticed.

“It's clear why you chose to wait for her arrival before continuing a tale of history, then. Seeing that she's family,” concludes Zhenyu, whose smile appears to be a little larger.

Kazuha tries not to think much of the fluttering stares towards his sibling and he nods, thankful.

“I'm glad you all understood. My older sister may know more of the story than I do, as well, so having her here will be twice as meaningful.”

Well, he honestly didn't expect the festival to turn out this way—a run back down memory lane—because he initially only planned to bask in the merriment that the event has to offer, but tides change.

The green-garbed bard—someone that he felt is close to the wind—whistles shortly, a small chuckle of interest leaving before he glances at him.

“Very meaningful,” Venti winks, “Say, does your sister fancy music?”

Oh, dear. Now that's a question he's heard one too many times in the course of his childhood.

He wonders why such a query was raised. Surely it's not because—

“Pardon my lack of manners! Got quite holed up there,”

The entrance of another voice prompts the group to turn to the [c]-eyed lady. Kazuha notices that his sibling has one less bouquet, with said bouquet having been given to a bashful-looking Ayaka.

“I extend only the warmest of greetings. I take it you all are acquainted with my dear brother,” [Name] steps closer to him, then bows to the rest.

“I'm Kaedehara [Name]. It's a delight to meet you all.”

Facing that radiant smile doesn't last for long until the four, little flying fairy included, are simultaneously averting their squinted eyes.

It's an amusing sight. Was it too bright?

“Traveler, Paimon's going to fail as your guide if she goes blind!” yells the small girl in a panic as she darts to hide behind the aforementioned Outlander.

Aether rustles around with pink cheeks, trying to get the desperate clutch on his cape off without looking like a madman.

“Paimon, quit it... !”

“Ah... it's a delight indeed,” nods Venti, who has a glued smile on his face, his thumb raised in affirmation.

How bizarre, Kazuha almost sighs. All of a sudden, they seem to be acting a little strange.

Truly, the effect of his sister works wondrously. He can't deny that at all, she's the pretty flower of Inazuma for a reason.

But alas, now is not the time for gawking—even the mighty Calx appears to be a loss for words for once—for they've some history to undercover.

They mustn't get off track for too long.

“Alright, everyone. I would like to continue what we're about to-”

Thump!

“Goodness, Kazu, isn't this you? But why were you like that? Who tied you up?!”

Ah.

The bouquets have fallen on the plaza grounds, left forgotten by the lady who is openly gaping as she stares at a particular portrait.

I forgot about that, Kazuha blinks.

Immediately, there is an attempt to explain things. Calx is the first to try and clear up whatever's misunderstood, followed by Ayaka.

“Your brother was used-”

“Used!?”

Calx falters, “Yes—”

“Kazuha!”

In the spur of the moment, [Name] all but races to go to him, [c] eyes ablaze with concern.

She does not heed the others' hysteric explanations any mind, only acting upon a single objective.

“This is normal... I assure you, Kazuha will clear it up,” Ayaka informs the rest with a smile.

That much is true.

Kazuha allows his hands to be snatched and looked over thoroughly with an amused smile. Sometimes, he just forgets how much of a worrywart his sister can be... aside from being oblivious.

“Are you still a wanted criminal?” [Name] fusses, looking at the wrists and brushing her gentle thumbs over them, “You didn't tell me about this at all, what if—”

Oh, a miscalculation. He presents a timid and apologetic smile towards his acquaintances as his sister continues to ramble.

It's going to be a long day ahead.

a/n: FINALLY I- ugh, I've been waiting to write this for so long :v

楓　姫　(Kaede hime) - Princess of Maple (or in another angle, we can also refer to her as 'Kaedehara's Princess')

This the first part! Two more shorts will follow (aka the part where the older sibling embarrasses the other). MC IS THERE TO BRIGHTEN THINGS UP.

Kazuha's not alone in this universe aaaa ♪(´▽｀)

@cherryflushz @e7t3 @scarlet-halos @lordbugs @nebulaera @annoying-and-upset @hanniejji @applepi1415 @tjjjrsj @azirajane @hey-comrade-hold-stil @limelightsuperhero @chloeloe @loptido @windyventi @nejibot @ganyuqrt @justrinnn @uwu-dreams @nebulaera @yvechu @mininji

#m-vigil #kazuha x reader #aether x reader #xingqiu x reader #albedo x reader #aether fluff #xingqiu fluff #kazuha fluff #albedo fluff #venti x reader #venti fluff #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #reader insert #female reader

[ll34hhhh]

I love you

Summary; just a bunch of small relationship head canons with some genshin characters <3

cw; they are all kinda just thrown around so your gonna have to search for a specific character. btw this is super duper short

characters; Diluc, Yanfei, Thoma, Xingqiu, Signora, Scaramouche, Albedo, Itto, kaeya, Childe.

a/n; honestly im only making this bc im too tired to make a real fic rn, and alot of these might be similar too other headcanon posts, srry lol. ALSO!! some of them have multiple characters, this does NOT mean it is a poly relationship, i just thought multiple characters fit what i wrote.

Diluc often daydreams about you, so much that, more than he would like to admit, he has spilled plenty drinks while doing so.

Yanfei and Thoma  ALWAYS makes sure too check up on you, They make sure to put it in their schedule to make sure your okay, making sure you drink, eat, sleep ect everyday, always. 

Xingqiu and Yanfei are always willing too read you the law stories to help you sleep if you need it.

La signora and Scaramouche refuse to admit they have a serious soft spot for you, like.. they cant even try to think of a negative thought of you, even if they continue to say kinda mean things too you, they don’t mean it, they could never mean it, not in a million years.

If you ask Albedo to take you to dragonspine with him, he will be hesitant but will comply after a while. Tho he will drop anything and everything to make sure your comfortable.

Arataki Itto gives you piggy back rides all the time. Your legs DARE hurt you while walking and your getting hoisted up in the air, he does not care one bit about other people watching.

Kaeya and Childe THRIVE off your adorable faces when they carelessly flirt with you, kiss you randomly when your least expecting it, or even simply looking at you. They just think its the most amazing thing when they can completely fluster you from even just narrowing their eyes in a way towards you with a cheeky smirk.

i didnt write anything for zhongli in this one? oh no!!

thank you for reading this sweetheart <33 i love youu

#diluc x reader #diluc headcanons #diluc fluff #diluc #yanfei x reader #yanfei headcanons #yanfei fluff #yanfei #thoma x reader #thoma headcanons #thoma fluff #thoma #xingqiu x reader #xingqiu headcanons #xingqiu fluff #xingqiu #la signora #la signora x reader #signora fluff #signora headcanons #signora x reader #signora #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche headcanons #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche #albedo x reader #albedo headcanons #albedo fluff #ll34hhhh

[m1d-45]

(Hi, this is my first time sending an ask to anyone on Tumblr so I apologize if it's horrible. Uh, anyways from my understanding your letter event is still going on, so I would like to participate. Tbh I don't fully understand the self aware Genshin thing so I apologize if this is bad.)

To Xingqiu,

This is my first time writing a letter, so I hope it's alright. Anyways, I would like to say thank you for being one of my very first vessels. I would like to clear up some confusion on how I may have treated you as a vessel. From my understanding, people think of the creator as only one person. However that's not the case, i'm merely one of two gods. Me and my brother are supposed to act as one god, but he has no interest in your world so it's just me for now. I would like to apologize for my brother's behavior towards you and the other vessels, he was reckless and almost got you killed multiple times. I know it can't erase the memories of almost dying, but I would like to give you a fluffy cat plushie and a friendship bracelet since I consider you more of a friend than a vessel or anything similar to that. It may not be to your liking, but for me, it's custom to give plushies to those I like no matter their age. You're my favorite out of all my vessels after all, anyways I hope you enjoy my gifts!

- Signed, Lulu

xingqiu walked towards liyue harbor, one hand on chongyun’s back and the other propping open a book. another exorcism had gone… less than ideally, he’ll say, since the spirit was repelled by chongyun’s yang energy and not his thaumaturgy. the spirit was gone nonetheless, but it always got him down in the dumps.

slipping a bookmark in his novel, xingqiu shut it with a snap. ”alright, let’s hurry up and get back to the harbor, okay? how about i… treat you to wanmin restaurant, hm?”

chongyun’s hands paused in the air, his blue eyes narrowing. “you can’t order me jueyun chili chicken again, xingqiu.”

“now who said i’d do that?”

“you always ask xiangling for spice on the side! and after today, my yang energy is especially volatile, so i can’t be exposed to-“

“fine, whatever,” he huffed, but a smile was on his face. he kicked a stray rock off the path, eyeing the distance between them and the harbor. the sun had set already, and the city did look quite beautiful. “black-back perch stew, then?”

“you know that- xingqiu!”

before he could react, chongyun had pulled him away from whatever was behind him, his claymore pulled from nowhere.

“get back. it could be an evil spirit.”

xingqiu leaned over his friend’s shoulder, trying to see what had set off his alarms. he’s not surprised that chongyun sensed something before he did, but he is surprised at what had set him off.

hovering at the point of chongyun’s blade was a spiked ball, floating in place. it bumped into the sharp point, and though gold dust fell, it didn’t seem to be affected.

“…it looks like a lantern.”

“you never know what it could be. liyue is a dangerous place outside of the harbor, filled with-“

“wouldn’t spirits be repelled by your yang energy?”

“…”

xingqiu glanced at his book, deemed it replaceable, then reached over chongyun’s shoulder.

“xingqiu-“

“it’s fine, it’s not like it’ll explode.” he tapped the ball with the edge of his book. “see? harmless.”

hesitantly, chongyun’s claymore disappeared back into his inventory. “that was incredibly risky of you.”

“mhm.” he stepped around him, seeing the ball for himself. it gave off a faint warmth, and was remarkably bright.

“i’m serious. even if it’s not haunted by an evil spirit-“

“we decided it wasn’t.”

“-it could still be dangerous. what about if it was a trap sent by the fatui?”

“the fatui aren’t nearly smart enough.” before he could be stopped, xingqiu reached and picked up the ball, turning it over in his hand. to his surprise, the shell quickly began to crumble, and he rushed to catch the items that fell from it.

despite the ball having been in his palm, he was only able to fumble for the envelope, his hand blocked by the remains of the shell. thankfully, chongyun caught both the plush and bracelet.

xinqiu put his book in his inventory and straightened, pulling out the invisible creases in his clothes. “what, checking them for curses?”

“no, this toy is too unstable to harbor any harmful energy, the bracelet doesn’t have any charms. woven string on its own is not nearly enough to hold curses or jinxes.”

xingqiu ripped open the envelope, pulling out the sheet of paper inside it. “then why did you take them?”

“there was no way you could have held them on your own. you weren’t quick enough to catch them.”

ah.

“what does the letter say? is it signed?”

xingqiu recovered quickly, reading your letter aloud. he paused for a moment on your last line, but kept his voice level over it. it was interesting to think that there were two gods presiding over teyvat, and he’s certain he should bring his letter to somebody higher up to help spread the knowledge… but that was for later.

chongyun was silent through most of it, fiddling with the bracelet and plush in his hands. then, finally, “how could you be their favorite?”

“what? h-hey!”

#[ meteor showers ] #genshin #genshin impact #genshin sagau #sagau #self aware genshin #genshin self aware au #xingqiu #chongyun #sagau xingqiu #sagau chongyun #fluff #genshin fluff #xingqiu fluff #chongyun fluff #i love these two silly guys their dynamic is very #just very. yk. #anyway sorry this didn’t focus on the letter as much but my brother keeps shouting in vr and i don’t have the reading comprehension for that #rn. in return i offer you nearly 700 words

[shanieveh]

i was enchanted to meet you !

— first meeting with the genshin men

meet-cute — kaveh, bennett, gorou, tighnari, THOMA, diluc, itto, ZHONGLI, childe, HEIZOU, kazuha

You didn't know it back then. When your comfort place was found by a cute little cat. It wandered onto your lap and as you soothe it gently it closes its eyes. Then you see a handsome stranger that is searching for something, anything—but when your eyes meet he finally calms down.

He hurries over and scoops the cat from your lap. And then came a flood of sorries and apologies came rolling over his mouth. You say no problem, but his eyes still a spark a bit of guilt. You finally agreed to his offer of a free drink, and as you, him and the cat go on to the café you can't help but feel the power of fate.

started of on a sour note — albedo, AYATO, scaramouche, dainsleif, ALHAITHAM, kaeya, cyno, xingqiu

It was the new book of your favorite author. And after scowering every book store in your area you finally found it. Just as your hands reach upon it the book was also captured by another hand... oh no. And as both of you argued and argued the cash register didn't know what to do.

It even went to the point that the manager walked in the door and asked a compromise. No. You waited for YEARS to get this book, he would just have to admit defeat. And in a moment of genius the manager agreed to a deal in which both of you will own the book, and every week the other gets to keep it. Hell no!

confiding in a stranger — chongyun, AYATO, thoma, diluc, xiao, ZHONGLI, kaveh, KAEYA, kazuha, heizou

Life just keep on getting worse. And now you stand there in the middle of the street as water keep on pouring in... there was no point in sheltering from the rain. At this point you embrace it. But when all went terrible, your head no longer felt the water. Your body no longer felt the rain.

Suddenly your waist was encircled by his arms, you met his gaze for the first time. His eyes... it looked like a bad day for him too. And you both just stood there... still wet, less cold. Still hurt but not alone. You didn't care who he was or why he was here, you cared that he was here when everybody left.

love at first sight — pantalone, aether, bennett, KAEYA, venti, ALHAITHAM, albedo, CHILDE

Running fast pace, you were almost late. Not minding a rock, just then he entered and both of you crashed into each other. Your hands in his chest... his eyes were beautiful. Seconds went ro minuted before you let go of his eyes, dusting up your comfortable clothes. You were late.

His eyes dare not leave you. You eyes were beautiful, you were beautiful. Before caring to dust himself he checked if you have a bruise or two, making sure you were okay. Even if he was the one that hit the ground. You skipped to work that day, you lost your daily income but you gained a "special" friend.

#genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin impact #genshin x y/n #albedo x reader #bennett x reader #kaeya x reader #diluc x reader #venti x reader #zhongli x reader #chongyun x reader #xingqiu x reader #kazuha x reader #itto x reader #thoma x reader #ayato x reader #heizou x reader #alhaitham x reader #kaveh x reader #tighnari x reader #cyno x reader #scaramouche x reader #pantalone x reader #childe x reader #dainsleif x reader #aether x reader

[yestrday]

— YANDERE! MALEWIFE GENSHIN AU part one | two

⇢ zhongli, childe, chongyun, xiao, xingqiu

introducing ! marriage is the most sacred contract in liyue. it is the unbreakable vow between lovers, and your husbands will hold their end of the contract until their dying breath. you are expected to do the same, else you might just make yourself the sacrilegious fool. don’t worry! your loving partner will make sure that you’ll never come to regret exchanging vows…! well, granted that you don’t step out of line…

content ! power dynamics, blood, sadism, stalking + 3k words

notes ! God this took me so many months... sad yaho

— VAGO MUNDO. zhongli | 钟离

[ “to think that i’d share with you the most sacred contract of all… i am truly blessed." ]

⇢ to think the highly respected zhongli would be your partner. and he’s doing house chores! you’re pretty sure that the people of liyue will go to your doorstep with torches and pitchforks when they find out you’ve degraded him to such a menial position. zhongli, however, assures you that he enjoys what he does. he smooths over your worries by fluttering kisses all over your creased brows and murmuring how much he loves you. it’s the most intimate thing you’ve experienced that you have to squirm away with a dark blush, ignoring his fond chuckles behind you.

⇢ no matter how small your house is, zhongli manages to make it feel like a grand manor. everything is position perfectly according to fengshui. his meals are healthy and exquisite liyue cuisine. once while you’re busy with work on the sofa, zhongli halts his sweeping to reach for something under the table. back face to you, you’re greeted with his… cough, assets. when he comes back up, you’re fainted on the sofa.

⇢ coming back home to him is the absolute best. he has everything ready on the table, his baritone voice is soothing as he whispers you a welcome home, and he has a warm bath drawn for you. when you crawl into bed with him, his big hands massage your shoulders as he wraps you in his embraced, head smushed in the valley of his soft chest. hehe… he ignores the perverted grin you have as you nuzzle into them pecs. he’s doing this to soften the blow when he asks you for mora tomorrow.

⇢ zhongli is fairly normal during the whole of your relationship… granted that you abide the contract. marriage contracts are simple enough: no infidelity, loyalty and trust are highly valued, and never test your partner. he’s such a generous husband to you, it’s only fair that you return that with your entire love and affection.

⇢ the moment he feels that you’re slipping away, that’s when the darkest recesses of his mind come to light. a contract is a contract. no ifs, buts, and whens. he doesn’t even question if he had done anything wrong— you are the one breaking everything. everything is the same when you get home, but his eyes are darker than usual, there is hardened bitterness in his tone, and there is a sense of accusation from him that you that you don’t exactly know what to do with.

⇢ he doesn’t listen to whatever pleas and claims you make. everything you say he refutes with a stern and hard argument and accusation that seems so believable to your ears that you don’t know what to do. he only looks calm, but he looms over you with that otherworldly glow in his eyes, and the savageness in his features make you tremble.

“i don’t know what you want me to do!” you sob, pinned underneath him as his hot breath fans your cheeks. “what did i do wrong?”

zhongli has no sense of sympathy as he looks at your tear-stricken features, face glistening with tears as you’re helpless. you’re defenseless, but he doesn’t care.

it irks him that you don’t even know what you’ve done. just because you’re his chosen partner doesn’t excuse you from tiptoeing around the contract. 

his hands press your shoulders so far back that you hear cracks and your sobs dissolve into muffle screams. he feels invigorated in your pain and a low chuckle rumbles from him as his teeth tear your neck apart for you to see in the morning.

[ “you don’t stray from the contract, dear, not unless you want to feel my wrath.” ]

— CHILDE. tartaglia | 达达利亚

[ “where’s my goodbye kiss, hm? you’re just gonna leave me hanging?” ]

⇢ the alpha malewife. he’s good at cooking, cleaning, and even appeasing the nosy neighbors. there’s nothing like waking up to another dreadful day of work until you smell the golden meal you know ajax has waiting for you. as you step into the kitchen, you’re greeted with a familiar and welcome sight— your husband in loose shorts and only an apron wrapped around his torso, back muscles flexing as he flips the bacon and eggs for you.

⇢ he makes a habit of staring lovingly at you across the table as you stuff your mouth. he sighs in adoration and cups his cheek with a palm. his own plate is untouched by the time you’ve licked yours clean. any other person would’ve been creeped out by his behavior, but you’re way too used to his antics and just peck a kiss on his cheek before you head out. “eat your breakfast too,” you remind him and he laughs and pulls you into an even deeper kiss, murmuring into your lips as he says something about ‘how full he is watching you eat.’

⇢ typical corny ajax behavior, but you love him for it anyway. he waves at you as you rev the engine and drive out into the street, till he walks back into the house, and his smile drops. there’s no joy in staying here when you’re not around, but he does all his chores swiftly anyway. he cleans every corner, wipes the dust down from the tabletops, and make sure your clothes are all neatly pressed. he takes pride in knowing that he’s making you happy even when you’re away.

⇢ after that, however, it’s time to do business. someone of his nature doesn’t just idle away at your house. you know it too, which was why it was a miracle for you that he agreed to just be a househusband. but he isn’t. he puts the gloves on and slips away to his job, where knives and bloodsplatter greet him. it’s a dirty job, but this type of lifestyle doesn’t just go away because you want it too. he’s stuck too deep and there’s no getting out.

⇢ there’s benefits to it though, like easy access to information. he has memorized all your co-workers and bosses ten times over, memorizing those likely to get too close to you. he has all sorts of bugs on you: phone tappers, cameras, and anything that will give him access to you at any time. the only reason why he’s letting you do this job is because you genuinely love it, but the moment you slip up he’s dragging you to archons-know-where

⇢ he acts like everything is a joke and honestly, maybe it is. this is no equal marriage— childe has the upper hand, both in physique, information, and tools. he deludes himself into thinking that he’s been holding back, but the reality is that this marriage is only a thread away from his hands on your neck.

“who is he?” 

again. has he not grown sick of this? how many times have you assured him that they’re merely friends and co-workers? did he not trust you? it didn’t help that your boss just recently chewed you out. you look at him in annoyance and open your mouth—

“don’t look at me like that,” he cuts you off, lips tightened in a scowl. “your car is perfectly fine. he didn’t need to drive you back. don’t tell me you’re getting sick of me.”

why was he acting like this? “you’re being delusional.”

“i’m being perfectly reasonable.” his cold hands slam your shoulders on the door, peering his dull eyes into yours. “i think you’re forgetting that you’re married, hm? maybe…” his smile twitched in excitement as his hands graze over your nape.

“maybe i should remind you again.”

[ “you liyue people are so fond of contracts, right? it’s right for me to follow customs.” ]

— FROZEN ARDOR. chongyun | 重云

[ “uh… uh… am i doing this right?” ]

⇢ poor guy… he has absolutely no idea what he’s doing. the chores that he does are familiar, but somehow the thought of doing it for you just makes him embarrassed. he starts to overthink things and his brain gets fried. you have to calm him down with a kiss and assure him that you don’t have too high standards. 

⇢ still, he’s a pretty diligent husband. he doesn’t slack on his duties, he makes sure that groceries and errands are complete, and he still gets to run his exorcism business on the side. when he welcome you home he fiddles with his fingers and looks down at the floor so you won’t notice how bright his blush is.

⇢ you don’t get how he’s still so shy when you’re married. but the thought of him waiting for you and doing all these things for you makes you so undeniably happy that you throw your arms around him and shower him in kisses. he stammers for you to stop, but you keep the barrage coming. only when he pushes you away is when you see his tomato face and the accompanying pout, and you press one last kiss to his pouty lips, just to really tell him that you love him.

⇢ chongyun tries his best to hold back, but it’s honestly hard when you’re testing his every nerve. really, he wants to return your affection with twice the fervor you have but he’s afraid his condition might scare you away. you’re aware of this condition, of course, but chongyun has never shown it in front of you for an extended period of time. his fear is that you might finally realize what kind of person he is: hotheaded, abnormal, and impulsive. not the cool-headed boy you thought you knew.

⇢ he holds you in very high regard and though he’ll try to control his anger… anyone who disrespects you immediately gets into a fight with him. chongyun taunts and jabs, sneering at his opponent as he moves to protect you. he doesn’t know when to stop, or how to stop, but either way you shouldn’t intervene. it’s not something you can manage at all.

⇢ once it’s done and over, chongyun grabs you by the waist possessively and smugly brags. he’s keen for praise, never mind the fact that you’re absolutely terrified of the blood and the twisted limbs around you. he knows that he’s done a very good job, although the chongyun in the next morning will feel only self-hatred once you look at him warily.

“did a good job, didn’t i?” chongyun cackled, pulling you in and pressing a big kiss on your cheek. his face is flushed, red with heat and blood. you gulp as he wipes away an annoying stain.

you’re too stunned to speak, displeasing chongyun further. he frowns at you.

“say something!” he demanded and you flinch at his raised voice. chongyun never yells at you. he sighs and pushes his sweaty hair back, glaring at you and huffing.

“fine. be that way.” he scoffs and turns his back towards you. “just so you know, i’m the only reason you’re alive and beating right now.

[ “if i could have half the courage my other self would have… then maybe i’d make you see things my way.” ] 

— VIGILANT YAKSHA. xiao | 魈

[ “hmph. you kept me waiting all night.” ]

⇢ he’s convinced that your boss is working you like a slave and he’s not half-wrong. stress is piling on you, but what’s a better stress reliever than your pouty husband greeting you? he always stays up to wait for you and although he scolds you and nags about the dark circles under your eyes, he takes good care of you.

⇢ you jump into his arms, knocking him back into the sofa, and he sighs as you whine into his neck. he rubs circles at your back and hums at your complaints. he nags now and then, but you don’t feel that they’re overbearing. his voice is the one of the things you look forward after each long day. he tucks you into bed and sees that you’re sound asleep. a chaste peck on your head sounds through the silent bedroom, a fond smile on his lips as he strokes your hair.

⇢ when your boss readies himself for bed— holy shit is that fucking spear at his throat. when you go back to work, everyone in the office notices how he’s sweatier and nicer than usual. don’t go near the poor guy, he might just faint at the sight of you.

⇢ although the long war has been set behind him in an era long before you were even born, the advance in technology increases his anxiety. once he makes quick work of his house duties, he quickly departs to shadow you. it’s a daily habit of his, but it’s one that he doesn’t get bored of. he could admire your figure for days on end.

⇢ if you’re not the type of person to attract trouble, his yandere tendencies won’t go out of hand. all he’ll do is simply follow behind you and even give you a hand secretly from time to time. but if you are that type of person, that’s when things get out of hand. he doesn’t hesitate to… clean up the demons that have come to catch you in their claws and with every pest he exterminates, the more erratic his mind becomes.

⇢ he is convinced that you are not safe anymore. your usually soft husband becomes increasingly agitated every time you come home from work and you try to convince yourself that he is perfectly fine, but his light growl when you try to bring up the sudden cases shuts you down. keep it on the down low, lest he might lose himself to his impulses again.

“x-xiao…?” you laugh awkwardly. you’re only one foot in your house when he rushes to you and hugs you to his chest. it’s a nice change from the usual routine, but you’re worried.

you awkwardly pat his back. “missed me?” you smile at him, but he doesn’t move himself from your shoulder.

“don’t go out… don’t…” he’s barely comprehensible, like he isn’t himself. you pull him away and observe his face. his yellow eyes are dull and they send a chill down your spine.

tonight has been weirder than most. so weird that you don’t even comment on the streak of blood on his cheek, even when you don’t see any meat on the table.

[ “... you troublesome thing. what will you do without me?” ]

— JUVENILE GALANT. xingqiu | 行秋

[ “i made you a sandwich! well, i made them make it, but that doesn’t matter.” ]

⇢ when xingqiu says he’s doing housework, he really means that he’s ordering his subordinates around. as second-born, he still has a lot on his plate after all. he’s tried to convince you many times that his work provides enough for the both of you, but you insisted that you wouldn’t feel good just leeching off him. your work pays you poorly, but you love your job and he can’t just take that away from you.

⇢ still, xingqiu is the one taking care of the more intimate aspects of marriage. he cooks your food and arranges them neatly in your lunchbox. every time you open it up, it feels like an art display and you feel guilty every time you tear into it. when you sink into the couch beside him after a hard day’s work, he pours you tea he brewed himself. the little pastries on the porcelain platter are ones he personally picked out for you. they’re little things, but they’re the ones that speak loudest.

⇢ xingqiu still retains his mischievous behavior. he teases you about your eyebags and pokes fun at your tired face. this wouldn’t happen if you just relaxed like he said! sometimes he tricks you into buying products that seem useful but are just really a quick cash grab for influencers. make sure to whack him with the product.

⇢ it’s been a long while since the feiyun commerce group bought the workplace you work in. xingqiu claims it’s been a long time decision of the higher-ups, but in reality it’s just him trying to get an even tighter grip on you. he absolutely does not want you working and he wants to do everything in his power to make you realize that being letting him serve you while you merely relax and revel in luxuries is better than overworking yourself.

⇢ it’d make things easier to just pay your co-workers and boss to harass you until you leave, but his sense of chivalry won’t let anyone disrespect his partner. if someone does does it, xingqiu will not hesitate to shut that person down until they’re on the streets scraping for money. what right did they think they had to mock you?

⇢ xingqiu keeps devising new ways to make you give up on this lifestyle and let him take the reins. whether you quickly give up or not is up to your willpower. just remember that if you finally feel like it, xingqiu is always ready to welcome you home and integrate you into a life of only pleasure. his coy smile and open arms will be a relief to see, and you’d even welcome his smug ‘i told you so’s .all in due time.

“did you finally realize?” he coos, stroking your hair as you sob into his lap.

oh, poor, poor thing! to have your dreams be crushed left and right and without mercy. this world really is cruel, but luckily your dearest husband will always have your back.

sure, the gold and treasures may make you feel empty. and you will forever sit unsatisfied with yourself. but who cares? xingqiu wants to see you glowing and dressed in the finest riches, not burnt-out and unappreciated in your former workplace.

“i’m here,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb against your nape. “al~ways have been here.”

[ “someone as precious as you deserves everything and more. better than more.” ]

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[i23kazu]

THE MOON REPRESENTS MY HEART

characters. xiao zhongli baizhu x gn!reader ; chongyun xingqiu xiangling hutao & gn!reader genre. romantic fluff / platonic fluff an. 大家，中秋节快乐！ happy midautumn festival! here's the liyue men celebrating with you. | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

xiao

after much persuading and convincing from you, a reluctant xiao makes his reappearance in wangshu inn's balcony – where the two of you are greeted with verr goldet, huai'an, and smiley yanxiao – with a plethora of traditional foods spread on the table. there are elaborately designed mooncakes and sweet slices of pomelo, freshly peeled, because smiley yanxiao is still making them easier to eat for you all. xiao wants to hide himself away from the crowd, his blush evident on his face. it will be alright. let's enjoy ourselves tonight, but if you want to leave at any point in time, i'll accompany you, you whisper into his ear. it seems to alleviate the crimson hue that has invited itself onto his cheeks.

zhongli

celebrating mid autumn festival was tradition for you and zhongli. he performs a simple tea ceremony when both of you arrived at the adepti's abode, with the company of moon carver, mountain shaper, cloud retainer, as well as madame ping. just for old times sake, the youthful arrive as well – xiao, shenhe, ganyu, and yanfei. the air is sweet with the sounds of embarrassed protests as the old-timers laugh and share stories, lightly teasing the younger ones of their misdeeds. shenhe bears a particularly disgruntled look on her face, before cloud retainer laughs and pours her more tea. it's like family, and you're blessed to have been accepted by them as well.

baizhu

mid autumn festival in baizhu's home was always celebrated in a group of five: qiqi, yaoyao, herbalist gui, him, and yourself. gui often acted like an uncle to the younger ones, bringing them piglet biscuits and non-traditional mooncakes that were often catered towards children. yaoyao and qiqi each select a lantern that gui had stuffed into his bag – a rabbit for yaoyao, and a lotus for qiqi. you and baizhu share a kiss as you watch the fireworks blossom into the sky, hoping, and hoping, that chang'e would see it.

bonus

"(y/n), let's go! let's hurry!" xiangling grabs your hand as you finish adjusting the candle on your lantern. hu tao whizzes past the two of you, laughing and dragging chongyun along with the help of xingqiu. the five of you had planned to gather for the festival, and now, your lanterns cast a warm glow onto your faces.

after a gratifying meal made by xiangling (with chef mao's assistance – in cooking and eating), the group had decided to gather at the docks, to see the fireworks and lanterns lift off into the sky.

"they're starting!" hu tao cries, eyes fixated on the first lantern that drifts it's way up. chongyun hurriedly finishes writing a prayer of longevity on your shared sky lantern, whispering please, chang'e, make it come true one last time before lifting it up to the sky to take hold.

the lights dance across liyue's horizon. there are lanterns coming from all over liyue – you see some from wangshu inn, qingce village, guili, nantianmen – a sweet reminder that liyue exists beyond the busy harbour.

"happy mid autumn festival! 中秋节快乐！" the five of you cheer, lifting your lanterns up to the sky. the first of the fireworks start to beautify the night sky, the pretty colours igniting the childlike wonder that your friends still held dear to.

happy mid-autumn festival, liyue!

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[rhenuvee]

Nighttime Routine with Genshin Boys [Liyue + Childe]

Summary: A/N: Welp this series seems pretty popular so I'm continuing this but for night. Check the "How They Greet You In The Morning" imagines from my Genshin masterlist!

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Xiao: If I'm being realistic, he probably says goodnight then dips- he always insists on going out to protect you from monsters lurking at night, but you may need a lot of convincing and almond tofu to make him stay. He doesn't sleep but he's willing to at least lie in bed with you, though he grunts and sighing about how mortals need sleep. You know he's there to watch over you, but you like to reassure him that it's okay for him to rest. "Goodnight. I'll be here."

Childe: Also a guy who says goodnight and dips (bruh), probably busy with Fatui duties. When he does get to have a goodnight's sleep with you, he enjoys snuggling under the covers with you, especially if it's cold outside. Once you say goodnight, and turn the other way, he frowns and starts being a menace. He pokes your arm every 5 seconds until you can't take it and slap him with a pillow. He jokingly winces and says it is "the most fearsome and difficult battle he's ever had" and you roll your eyes. However you can't stop smiling and end up turning back to face him to have a nice peaceful sleep.

Zhongli: He likes to hear about your day first, tell him everything in detail. Is willing to brew you a cup of something that will help you sleep if you have trouble sleeping, and even tell you a story. Always makes sure that you are feeling comfortable in bed, and smiles when he sees you nod your head, and joins you. Waits for you to fall asleep first before he does. Smooths his hand on the top of your head, as if to soothe you to sleep as your eyes start to close.

Xingqiu: Would you be surprised if I said he's already sitting in bed reading a book? Because he is. You're a little annoyed when he does that, him always being so invested in his literature. "Just one more chapter, I promise." You slit your eyes and say mockingly, "Just one more carrot, I promise." He puts down the book immediately. "Even Chongyun doesn't bully me like that." "That's because you're the one bullying Chongyun." He grumbles, but is always up for friendly banter, so your nights are full of playfulness.

Chongyun: I think his nights are usually routined and neat. You think it's cute when he washes his face when you do your routine together, because his hair is messier, and his bangs are out of his face (look at drummer Chongyun). He gets flustered if you say it out loud, and you giggle when he calms himself by splashing more water on himself. You both so to bed with some air conditioning on (does it exist in Teyvat...) and a thin blanket for Chongyun. He makes sure to say goodnight every time, even when you're already asleep or too tired to listen.

Baizhu: No matter how tired you are, he wants to make sure you take care of yourself by doing your nighttime routine. When you decide to have a skincare night, though he may not join since he usually stays up late doing work, but he still likes seeing you enjoy yourself while being healthy in some way. Probably has a nice herbal incense thingy to make you both fall sleep better. You literally have to convince him to take rest and eventually, he can't say no. He sighs and gets in bed, booping your nose lightly. Changsheng: "I'm right here you know :/" and that is why she made her own little nest on the bedside table to sleep.

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[almond-t0fu]

Am I the only one who randomly gets the urge to read something but then get sad because that 'something' is not written/made yet?

#that something right now is xingqiu fics #or lyney #or venti #and no I don't want to read short fluff fics/drabbles #i wanna read a full story with like 50+ chapter #genshin #genshin impact #venti #lyney #xingqiu #xingqiu x reader #venti x reader #lyney x reader

[inn-oceanid]

Imagine Xingqiu telling you this tho.

My stomach is churning bc of this story. :')

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[notso-dailyxingyundoodles]

i love these silly little blue ballz but anyways heres xingyun in a modern au (i drew this for xingyun week)

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[reilliane]

✤ — Universe: Vigil ✤ — Concept: The gang visits the warehouse containing the Kaedehara assets in order to search for a key piece in buried history | Irodori Festival (i) — Related readings: Interlude ✤ — Characters: Kazuha (platonic), Aether, Paimon, Xingqiu, Albedo, Venti, Sara, Ayaka A/N: Some parts are skipped in order to highlight the key points of the event! The next (ii) part will be the conclusion! Now let's get on to the road to fluff! EMBARRASSING KAZUHA-/slapped Vigil!MC is there to brighten up ze day! Characters are now referred to via names (not aliases!)

The first objective as addressed by Kazuha is to ask for the whereabouts of the clan's assets. That entails the need to approach the Tenryou Commission.

He is initially apprehensive of the notion. Not because of him, but for his sibling, who he knows is previously acquainted with the mentioned commission's current leader.

[Name] is the least worried, though, to his minute surprise.

“There need not be any agita, dear brother. If this is the course to walk upon to understanding our family's secrets, then so be it.”

She's always been an equanimous individual but with the revelations—the blueprint for forging the swords, the tampering, and more—the group came across, he thought she'd be more expressive.

When Albedo propounded the idea that their great-grandfather was cognizant of the truth behind the Kaedehara decline, [Name] had no such look of surprise.

Kazuha thinks that she must've simply been processing it all in hence why she's silent. She's always a little silent with these matters, however, this time he's rather unsettled by it.

Maybe she's discomforted?

He told her to take a rain check and enjoy the festival instead of involving herself in possibly grim subjects but she'd been insistent on joining them.

He can't say no—and now they've arrived at the headquarters of the Tenryou Commission, where a familiar woman stands to greet them all.

Kujou Sara has an austere bite to her voice even if she means well. It can be denoted when she conversed with him about the location of the warehouse as well as the donation plans—with his sister's approval, of course.

But that slight rigidity of her tone lessens when she directs her attention to the other Kaedehara. A subtle lilt, but noticeable nonetheless.

“Lady [Name],” Sara coughs, eyes averted after addressing the woman in question.

Her uncharacteristic taper into uncertainty is a sight for those who are aware of how the Kujou carries herself; brimming with confidence.

For someone usually implicit, she's having a hard time trying to construct the words. An understandable thing, given she carried out the order of the Almighty Shogun that led to... a near-death experience.

Now, in usual cases, she won't bat an eye at this, but [Name] isn't exactly a stranger to her.

“The... Vision Hunt Decree, it's-”

“As my brother said, that's in the past now, isn't it, Sara?” smiles [Name].

They were once good acquaintances sharing the same journey to being accepted into the diplomatic affairs of the Tri-Commission.

The Tengu pauses, blinking as she's reduced to silence. She peers just a little closer, scrutinizing the curled lips as though searching for any ulterior motive or hidden undertones.

But she finds none.

She doesn't know what to expect, this is Kaedehara [Name], after all, the one person who can't seem to bear a grudge. The fact is acknowledged and still, Sara doesn't know whether to be guilty or not.

The silence concludes after a minute, right after she realizes that she has allowed it to extend for longer than necessary. Longer than normal.

“Yes,” there's an itch in her throat, “... It's in the past.”

[Name] claps once, the smile on her face perpetuated, “Then there's no significance in dwelling on it. We are all friends now, aren't we?”

The past heiress gains a handful of looks at this before said looks are transferred to Sara, who tongues the inside of her cheeks in thought.

'Friends' isn't something she associates herself with for duty has always been her utmost priority. She wasn't 'friends' with [Name] when they first met, either.

Ah, but that was before—[Name] said 'now'.

Anyone with a working brain can tell that it's an utterance meant to cease any remaining animosity. If there are any.

And when peace is extended willingly, who is she to deny it? Outside her sense of responsibility, Sara admits that she feels a little awful for the order she had to carry out to the shogunate.

Accepting this invitation of friendship is her only way of penitence that honors the mutual camaraderie she had for the past heiress years before.

So, with a grateful yet abashed nod, Sara nods again.

“Yes.”

Friends.

Kazuha notices that a few soldiers stationed by the warehouse are the same ones he incapacitated months ago in his endeavor to strike them down before they could to his sister.

The winds, that previously blew admonitions his way, lack said warnings now. As implied a while ago, there is no need for enmity from this point onward.

He's glad that everyone thinks the same way. This is a festival, after all, and although what they discovered a while ago leads to a dark secret they've yet to uncover.... one must not forget to be merry.

It's a herculean thing, though, especially for him.

How can he wear a smile on his face when each second weighs his mind with probable answers pertinent to the clan's decline?

He's worried, to put it simply, and is thus unable to find himself be jolly.

“Hm... oh? Oh!”

His older sister, on the other hand, is different.

There's a round of bemused chuckles, but he doesn't turn around. At least, not until he's addressed specifically.

“Kazu, look!” how can he not humor his sister's enthusiasm?

He wishes he didn't, though.

Aether, Paimon, Ayaka, and Venti have piqued gazes drilling holes into him the second he gives them his undivided attention. The air is unsettling in a... dangerously embarrassing kind.

One that he realizes when his sister swings around some kind of wooden stick—no wait-

“Do you remember this 'wand'? You picked one up after learning of Visions, no?”

Kazuha's color drops to a pallid hue.

“It's a brush though, isn't it?” echoes Ayaka with a whisper, the lower half of her face hidden behind her fan. Her tone suggests that she's smiling.

Judging by the rest of those who are nearby—who are all giving smiles of their own—it isn't a far-fetched assumption.

“Oh, brush or not, he's been fascinated with it!” [Name] chatters away with a candescent smile, “He used to make up words for spells too! And I had to pretend to be an ugly witch-”

“You're far from one.”

The samurai's ear twitches at the bard's passing comment but says nothing. It's true, after all.

“-Those were the fun days!”

His stomach churns in mild embarrassment, heat beginning to spread all over his cheeks to revive the color. He wishes to put a stop to the flustering childhood tale, but how can he when his sister is grinning, her eyes stellar?

“Aside from avada..um,”

This is nothing, he tells himself inwardly as the lady in question bounds over. A samurai's pride-

[Name] points the brush at him. “Gang, gang, woo!”

-Is not swift to crumple. That is what he's meant to assure himself with.

The moment Paimon and Aether turn their backs to double over, Kazuha fixes a tight smile on his face. This is fine.

“So he had the potential to wield a catalyst!” Venti muses to a nodding Ayaka.

[Name] gasps at the thought before tugging at her brother's draping sleeve, “That's true, isn't it? Will you be able to channel anemo through this brush, then?”

Kazuha doesn't even have the time to answer because the lady is already slipping the brush into her long sleeve, a habit she seems to have shared with a certain Kamisato.

“I'll be storing this for a while,” she giggles then pulls him towards the section in the warehouse containing other childhood memorabilia.

Things that he genuinely will bat an eye over given the present circumstance, but he admits that their purpose for entering this place has been momentarily forgotten.

It's that easy for him to get swayed in the windy current, in other words, his only sibling.

“Here's your sword, too!” [Name]'s voice—that's nothing short of being voracious—has all but drawn in the rest of the group, who comes upon the scene with interested glints in their eyes.

True to her word, when Kazuha goes down to brush the pad of his thumb across the dusty sword, the shoddy carving of his name can be seen on the metal.

He smiles, the warmth on his cheeks no longer one of fluster, but genuine fondness. Who would've thought that it's still here?

“I'm afraid I'm being given too much credit,” really, that's just his way of saying that he's unused to the attention, “Yours is over there, nee-san.”

Now that has a lot of heads turning.

It's to be expected, really, no one—except for maybe Ayaka—has ever entertained the idea of [Name] with a sword. Especially since this is their first day of meeting her and no facet of her personality implies that she's one to handle the blade.

The sword is a little larger than his when he was a child, the hilt wrap a color of a faded [c]. When its user takes it in her hold, it is tiny and incongruous—somewhat unfitting.

“Interesting,” Xingqiu echoes.

Albedo nods, bright teal eyes taking in the surprising sight of the lady paired with a sword. “But you do not seem to carry yourself with the gait of a fighter.”

The alchemist realizes that it's a little misleading, for Xingqiu is also one, but his finesse disguises that. Hm, should he just say that [Name] appears like a total pacifist, instead?

“Oh, well, I didn't continue my lessons.” [Name] says simply, putting the sword back at its rack with a nostalgic look on her face.

Understanding the questioning looks on the others' faces, she laughs. “After a mishap, I merely realized that I'm not at all fond of it, you can say...” I don't like to fight because... is the undertone.

Somewhere, the Head of the Yashiro Commission chokes on his boba.

“Lady [Name] wouldn't dare raise a sword against Kazuha even if it was for a sparring session. Not even I.” Ayaka sighs, flicking her fan to a close. “A shame, only my brother had the opportunity to spar against her.”

Kazuha loses himself in the tides of his memory.

One where his good friend Tomoaki tried to land a joking ambush on [Name] and ended up a good meter away, unconscious with a concussion, his sword chipped.

“I- I don't think that's a good idea.. sparring.” [Name] laughs nervously.

The ronin shivers in a discreet manner. Yeah, he doesn't think it's a good idea either.

“But stiiiiill! [Name] sounds way cooler!” Paimon bursts, eyes wide, “Paimon's always known because Kazuha doesn't shut up about her when he got drunk after losing a bet-”

He burns a bright red and averts his gaze when [Name] swivels at him, stunned and flattered.

“But seeing you right now just really is riveting, don't you think so?” the floating pixie nudges her good companion, who gives a smiley nod.

No one denies it.

[Name] all but coos at it, cupping Paimon's cheeks with a sweet smile only to start pinching them, much to the latter's chagrin and cries.

“Paimon takes it back! Paimon takes it back! So uncool- that huuuuurts!”

“It's a blessing.”

“Venti, are you a masochist?”

[Name] turns to Kazuha after having her ears covered—for some reason—the grin on her face doubling. The ronin immediately backtracks, wondering if he's done the right thing.

Any second now and-

“You talked about me!” there it is. “My dear little brother, never would I have imagined! Oh no, no, I must do the same. Come to think of it, where's that embroidered maple leaf...”

Oh no. Abort, abort-!

“Nee-san-”

The swift hug seizes his breath away, literally, it's nearly bone-crushing. Swiftly afterward, she all but rushes towards a different location in the warehouse without visible hesitance.

Almost like she knows it like the back of her hand.

“Come, we can get back to searching in a minute, here are the storybooks that Kazu and I used to enact!”

For a second, it feels like [Name]'s deviation towards frivolous things is deliberate. Done out of goodness, yes, but with a hidden motive.

At least, that's what he is able to detect in the wind's course—and he can't believe it at first.

“Didn't this come from Liyue? It's such an old story!”

“That's Kazuha's favorite! Kazuha, come here! Let's revisit some of these!”

“An invitation to impersonate the characters? A wonder..”

“Uhh, Albedo, you do know we had a bad history of impostors with you...”

Kazuha shakes his head, dismissing his thoughts in the process as he makes his way toward the huddled group.

If his sister is hiding something from him and this is her way of averting him from it—at least until the inevitable arrives—then all the more reason to uncover why.

a/n: gANG ganG WoO0ooO0-! second part done, final one in the works! we can finally welcome the man who choked on his poor boba. anywho, i hope this is to your enjoyment! more sara and mc conversations, and the cALM- or the joy- BEFORE THE STORM!

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[anantaru]

𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨/𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗘 !

˖˚˳⊹ courting you/early dating stage feat. ayato : dainsleif : xingqiu : kaeya : venti : itto : diluc : heizou : childe x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ genre: fluff

ayato, who we know is a busy man, mingling and tinkering the whole day, can barely catch himself breathing steadily. Him being in a relationship never really occured into his head because he simply thought he wouldn‘t have the time anyways. Yet here you are now, all pretty for him while he‘s looking at you with those beautiful eyes of his. It‘s safe to say he‘s going to spoil you, it‘s just how his brain works, wants you to look all pretty for him and most importantly: he adores whenever you wear something he bought you, it‘s like he has you marked up in some sort, showing you‘re his and no one elses. Ayato will make sure he’s able to take off time for you but expects you to understand the situation he’s in as well. It’s pretty difficult at first, but if the both of you truly work with each other and accept all the good with the bad, it can develop into a relationship that cannot be compared to any other.

dainsleif, who‘s still not sure if he should really give himself to another person. In all honesty, he‘s scared, frightened, wouldn‘t want to hurt you or most importantly, wouldn‘t want you to get engulfed into the darkness he radiated. Though for him there wasn‘t a way to keep himself away from you, so he decided to give it a try regardless. At first he could become quite protective, —not in an obscene way though—, it‘s just dainsleif being concerned about your wellbeing. At some point he‘ll lose his strong demeanor in front of you, gradually opening up about his feelings and thoughts. Is a great listener as well, you could tell him anything and he‘d never judge you or your decisions, more so support you in the process. The early stages with dainsleif can become quite heavy, but the relationship that will form from that is one of an intimate and emotional one.

with xingqiu you never really know if he means something serious or if he‘s just his usual joking self again. You can be certain that the early stages of your relationship will be filled with lots of laughter, though sometimes you really do want to smack him, he‘s just a handful sometimes. Has an excuse for literally everything and rather spends his time with you than tackling some workload of his. Xingqiu will ask himself if you‘re really someone he‘d like to spend the rest of his life together, and if his answer falls to 'yes' he‘ll make sure to introduce you to his family soon. His family plays a big part in his life and it‘s important for him that you meet them, (will ask you first though to see if you‘re comfortable already). Last but not least, although he can become quite a handful with all his little annoying schemes, there‘s this serious side on him that will always listen to your problems and concerns.

if it’s kaeya, you can be sure that he‘s not going to let you go ever again. You‘re already way too important to him and he’s showing you exactly that with certain little things that may seem small to many but to you, they are bigger than anything else. From simply taking time off work or buying you lunch, kaeya will make sure that you‘re doing well, doesn‘t want you to be unhappy ever again. He will respect boundries of course, so if he‘s overstepping one or simply getting too clingy, you can tell him right away and he‘ll tone it down immediately, as stated before: he wouldn‘t want you go be unhappy or uncomfortable. Please make sure that you‘re also there for him, it‘s not easy for kaeya to let someone near his heart, meaning letting someone get close to the real person he‘s always trying to hide.

venti, who‘ll be painfully blunt about literally anything. Though he will make sure not to overstep any boundries since your relationship is still fresh and new, wouldn‘t want you to run away from him. He is a lot to handle yes, but there‘s some fun in it as well. Something that‘s refreshing about venti is that he wouldn‘t hide a single thing about himself, (only if it‘s really justified hence wanting to protect you). You‘re probably thinking that he‘s going to ask you out on a date at dilucs tavern but don‘t be fooled, —if anything—, once venti actually meets someone he likes, he‘s going out of his way to show you your importance to him. Will prepare cute picnics for you to enjoy unter the big three at windrise. It‘s his favorite place afterall and the place radiates some kind of unique warmth you‘ve never felt before. Not to mention that he‘ll start composing a song that‘s named after you, he‘s just clingy like that. (but but but, would be also happy if you accompany him at the tavern once!)

itto doesn‘t really know what he‘s doing but he has got the spirit in making this relationship work. At first, he does not want to creep you out in any way, is scared shitless that you‘re going to leave him after witnessing his real side. But soon he‘s going to forget about that anyways because itto is the "greatest oni of all time" he doesn‘t need to change! Because his gang is his family, he will introduce you to them pretty early on. (if you think he won't ask you if you want to join you're mistaken because he will). You see, itto is a free spirit, but you're always feeling safe with him. It wasn't necessarly his looks that made you feel defended, more so was it the warmth and kindness that was casted upon him. (note to say that if he's seeing someone look at you the wrong way, his arm would wrap around you unconsciously, muscles flexing with the movements to assert dominance lol).

we all know diluc can become quite shy, but he knows that if he really wants you to become a part of his life, he needs to go out of his way to show you that he‘s taking this serious. He‘s such a gentleman too! always opening the doors for you, helping you out of your jacket or simply making you a nice compliment. It‘s all babysteps with diluc, he prefers it that way and wants you to respect it as well. He‘s quite the romantic so expect some dinner dates decorated with flowers and candle lights, it sounds clichè but it‘s simply the truth. Takes great pride in his decorating skills, —will only ask his maids for a bit of help—, mostly doing everything himself. Note to say that in the beginning it can become very awkward, he‘s not used to talking a lot about himself or his interests! that‘s why he‘s a great listener though <3 make sure to challenge him a bit as well so he‘ll start talking more about his hobbies and ideas.

heizou wouldn‘t take it seriously at first but once he realises that he has actually completely fallen for you, he‘d make sure to proof to you that there isn‘t anyone better than him. Desperately trying to convince you that you’re in fact: made for each other. He‘s confident and owns it, —even though he can become quite scared of getting rejected—, since it‘s you after all. Expect a lot of spontaneous trips to different places of inazuma, will also snuggle the both of you into watastumi island to show you the most breathtaking views. For him, it‘s not spoiling you in a way such as spending money for jewellery and other goodies, but it‘s the memories he feels like are priceless in a relationship since you can‘t buy those and surely can‘t force them either!

childe, who will spoil you rotten already. Wasn‘t really his intention but the first gift led to the second one and so on. <3 it‘s not even a flaunting his wealth at you, it‘s more appreciative! showing you just how good you‘re making him feel with simple your presence. It all started with a small figure that reminded him of your first date with you, it was wonderfully wrapped around silk and decorated with little crystals. Not to mention that he will always send you flowers to your home, (sometimes a bit too many). He‘s incredibly busy with work almost the majority of his days, so he wasn‘t really looking for a s/o whatsoever, thinking that he simply doesn‘t have time. Is more than happy now !! because there is a certain person who might become someone he always dreamed of deep inside him. <3

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[asinbunn]

Hii I love your whole shrine aesthetic and can I pray for Scara and Xingqui with a drunk flirty s/o :D

𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭

Prep Note : I added Albedo because I got mixed up mid way as this request is a year ago, and I'm very fucking sorry 👯 I tried analyzing their mannerisms in speech through voicelines, the way they deliver their speech esp with Wanderer still having Scaramouch traits, the harshness has toned down to a (civil enough ig) certain level.

Everyone except Xingqiu has a short imagine because,,my brain short circuited = short texts

Characters : Xingqiu x Reader || Albedo x Reader || Wanderer/Scaramouche x Reader

Genre : Fluff // Crack // Lovey Dovey shæt // TEXT + IMAGINES/SCENARIOS

Warnings : Mentions of alcohol // Cringe pickup lines 🤡 // You will have a stroke deciphering the texts // Could still be OOC // Mentions of Ningguang, Beidou + Kaeya + Aether // Established relationships // Scara's became kinda deep ngl

Xingqiu

Not every msg is translated ! "HEYY BANGSIES, I MISS YOU 😔 HELLO" — "Are you busy" — "Whaat awesome 🥰🥰 I'm actually with Beidou and Ningguang" — "THEY'RE SO LOVELY 😭😭😭" — "UHM YEAH SHE CAN HOLD ALCOHOL REALLY REALLY WELL" — "you know what let's go to the library tmr together" — "don't worry, don't worry it's OK bbg" — "WDYM OH"

Albedo

Again not everything is translated ! "Yeaah baedo HEYY" — "anything for you my sweet baedo" — "hehe you know what, I think even without gravity on Teyvat"

As you lower down your phone, you could see Albedo coming into the tavern, your whole face lights up even more and Kaeya notices that, chuckling at you. Your expression melts in infatuation as the pale blonde approaches your table.

"Let's go home now darling, it's getting quite late" He reached out to hold your hand with a welcoming smile. You stood up fast, wobbly then waving the tall exhausted male a goodbye for the night whilst clinging onto your beloved Alchemist for standing support. You two start exiting the tavern after paying the bill, walking slowly toward your designated home.

At first, the air was creaking in the silent night, difficult to see the sight of stars but the positively pleasant glow of the moonlight just takes your breath away, you inhale the fresh air of Mondstadt lightly before interrupting the peaceful silence between you and your lover,

"uhgh..i'm burning, it's getting so much hotter, could be because of the hottie by my side ahheug.." Albedo smiles fondly, continuing to listen to you ramble nonsense before carrying on the conversation himself,

"You know dear, it actually takes a lot of heat to burn things" you don't pay much attention to what's he saying though still registering the words emitting from his soft voice, Albedo continues with a hum,

"I guess it doesn't take much for me to bring the heat to your cheeks" 

As he finishes the sentence the alchemist let's out a raspy chuckle after seeing your eyes widen and ears start glowing red. You can't tell whether it's the alcohol that's causing your temperature to rise or the fact that Albedo is getting bolder by the minute. Mostly likely both, which proves his statement.

Despite having sobered up just slightly, you still stumbled up the stairs before you could take impact upon the concrete, reacting quickly, Albedo firmly caught your arms, and suddenly an idea came into his tinkering mind.

"My dear, could you stand still for a moment?"

You do as he says, patiently waiting for him as he takes off his long white hooded coat. He asks you to wrap it around your lower waist, using his coat to act as a towel. You follow his instructions without paying any mind to it or giving a second thought.

Although before you could thank him for catching you, he swiftly sweeps you off your feet resulting in you letting out a low startled gasp all while in the motion of being carried by your beloved pale-blondie in bridal style. To ensure your safety and comfort, he'll let you adjust to the position as well as the coat wrapped around your legs first before carrying on to returning home.

"Ah~ Albedoo you're so gentle and sweet to me" you softly state while giggling a little whilst laying your head by his firm shoulder and neck with your eyes resting closed. Albedo tilts his gaze towards your blissed expression and smiles tenderly as he brings you two back to your shared home.

Scaramouche/Wanderer

reader is more stable but unhinged texter here

You quickly stand up upon reading the last text he sent, letting out a little screech mid way through Aether’s sentence, startling him and resulting in him asking what’s wrong. 

“My beloved is heree!” you excitedly exclaim while darting your attention to the front doors of the restaurant, the serene blue dressed male standing by idly waiting for you. You briskly walked over.

Your pace speeds up recklessly, you spread your arms as you reach closer to your beloved puppet boy, closing your eyes to brace yourself for the impact. Crashing into Scaramouche’s figure, he wraps his arms around your waist whilst yours slides up from his biceps to his thin porcelain neck. You suddenly burst into a fit of giggles, joyful to see him after spending many hours with your new friend, the renowned Traveller.

“Well, hey there you silly thing, had enough fun for tonight yet?” he asks as the corners of his lips perks into a smirk, eyebrow raised high. You snickered out a ramble of "Yes" in repetition, in which Scara's wide smirk melts into a fond little smile, just for his love.

As Aether approaches, you motion a wave for him to come closer, "Say hi guys, you two have met more than once! No need to be so awkward at this point.." You proudly state as if you didn't know their past predicament already.

Aether lets out a quiet "Hey" though still remaining eye contact with your loverboy, while Scaramouche only nods in acknowledgement. It's now 10:36pm, you start to doze off a little, resting your eyes all while leaning on your boyfriend's figure for support and muttering, mumbling incoherent jumbles of words into Scara's ear. Of course, they both take notice to your sleepy drunk state and Scaramouche decides to end it off for today,

"Thanks for entertaining them today Traveller, I'll be taking them back home, have a goodnight then." As he says those last few words, he gently shakes you, re-awaking your drifting mind. Making sure you're conscious, his gaze is only in your droopy eyes, he then whispers with one hand on your cheek, "We're going home now okay sleepyhead?" To that you give a nod of approval, rubbing the sleep off your eyes for a little while. You turn your head and attention towards Aether wishing him goodnight and bid him a goodbye as you and your beloved begin walking out.

Just a moment after walking out the doors you come to a stop, in which Scaramouche caught sight of in an instant. "What's wrong? Why did you stop?" he questioned in slight concern for you. You stare into his lovely indigo eyes, in your own little world, you blurted out in reply,

"Can you carry me on your back please" well that seemed very sudden to him but not all that surprising as it's getting late and it isn't easy staying conscious whilst being drunk. He blinks at your pretty little sleep-desiring eyes,

“...Seriously? you're just going to ask me that, out of the blue?” He could only sigh at your needs, although it’s not like he could ever say no to you in moments like these anyways. “I suppose I can make an exception for you, get on.” He lowers his body in a stance for you to hop on his back. You beamed brightly at his quick cooperation and advanced toward his lowered figure, hugging his hunched back and wrapping your arms from the top of his shoulders, down to his hardened chest. Once you're both comfortable and ready to get moving again, he lifts himself and your figure up straight with ease.

Scaramouche ponders for a moment as he starts walking, “So what were you guys talking about if you hung out for half the day?” You let out a muffled hiccup, then gave a peck on the side of his neck before raising your head from nuzzling his neck. “Aether and I were just trying to get to know each other a little better, they asked a bunch of questions like what I was interested in” You replied, words slurring, you took a second to process your sleepy state before continuing, “I- *hic* I said..I was interested in Scara obviouslyy~” you let out a hushed laugh and stirred. You try to shift yourself forward to sneak a peek at Scara’s face, wondering how he’s gonna react. His ears are dusted in red whilst his cheeks burn up within the cool breezy night.

"Do you always spout your feelings around whilst you’re drunk?” He says that as if he hates it but you both know that’s just the way he is, can’t forwardly accept and admit these things until sooner or later. You inhale sharply, “I am drunk but.. *hic* I love you” even if you are drunk, you don’t believe that your feelings would ever go astray like the way your mind does.

“I’ve heard many say that some humans are the most honest with such heartfelt emotions in times like these. I love you too but I am sober.” He smiles at you with absolute devoted affection, at the very moment you’re still not completely sober however you don’t miss the slight rising blush as he brings himself to say those tender words with nothing but utter sincerity. He’s been hurt, put into a shell of despair for many decades only until he learnt the truth of his world, was when he had the ability to free himself of such sorrows and self-pity. Trust is something he felt he would never be able to give out again, and so for you to present your vulnerability so freely to him makes him think twice. Perhaps he’ll take in all your love even if he will experience the pain from all those years ago once again, he would do so, to gain happiness in the moment with you without wanting to think of the possible consequences it may bring. He’ll endure it no matter what, because you are the best thing that has ever happened to him in a long time. Suddenly his deprecating thoughts are brushed away the instant you speak up again,

“Your smile is the prettiest type of smile I have ever seen..” it’s bewildering, just how much he wants to believe in everything you say. Even if it’s complete nonsense, he really is infatuated with you..

“This smile only exists when I’m with you.”

End Note : I'm living in constant fear of tumblr's word limit, I got carried away with Scaramouche's passage but it took me days to write it all out along with procrastination. I was also using a chat bot to gain ideas from Scara's slight identity shift and some replies were so 😰 MOST WERE HELPFUL THOUGH SO IT'S OKAY - asinbunn

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