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harmonysanreads · 1 year

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Pressed Periwinkles

characters: scaramouche, venti, zhongli, raiden shogun (ei), yae miko, yelan, al haitham, kamisato ayato

cw(s) : none. just some very much needed comfort and fluff to all my stressed birdies. there... maybe some implications but don't worry your pretty head over it and enjoy being spoiled and spoiling them <3

──⚝ scaramouche

Whenever something troubles Scaramouche, he seeks you out to press his ear to your chest and listen to you heartbeat. If you were to ever bring it up to him once he's recovered although, he'd never admit to literally have knelt for hours suffocating you in his embrace. Not like it affects him at all, he could stay in the position for days and weeks if he wanted, the only detriment would be you (ugh, the fragility of the mortal body). You cannot see his expression in moments like those but you feel every shift of emotions through the strength in his grip waxing and waning or from how closer and closer he buries his face in your clothes, desperate to not lose the timbre of your heart. Not even the hymns of the winds, streams, birds or fairies would rival to the simple marching of your soul ; the simple fact of your existence. He would be betraying himself if he never admitted to feeling envious of you, how lucky you were to be gifted with such a beautiful heart. His thoughts would wander to days long past, days painted in regret and blood, grip tensing so much it causes you pain but then, as if sensing his distress you run your hand through locks of the deep night, your free hand securing him and he curses himself. Wanting to slap the fool in him for even having that thought — because it is not the heart itself that is beautiful, it is the bearer and, he vows to eternalize its blessed prance.

Scaramouche is not a verbal person in terms of comfort, thus, his care is shown through the protective embrace he engulfs you in ; now, close to where his heart is supposed to be. It's a re-confirmation of your position, it's a reminder of your power over him, it's a beckoning that says—just say the word and I'll bring the world down to its knees. You hear it, loud and lucid and it intimidates you a little. The awareness that you hold such power over the Harbinger, over this being neither human nor divine, capable of any command leaving your lips — the absence of a heartbeat from such proximity intensifies your shudder. Worse, you feel the unadulterated sincerity behind this silent declaration. Doubt bubbles in your soul, were you even deserving of such love? Wouldn't it be just using Scaramouche if you were to confide? A stolen look to his eyes has you halt, taken aback by the significance barely contained in those cryptic orbs and you understand. Not uttering a syllable yet, you merely shuffle closer for ; what response proves itself appropriate to the man who gazes at you like you're the soul centerpiece of his world, rivaled by nothing bar the confines of it?

──⚝ venti

Venti knows you're feeling under-the-weather even before you do, all it takes is for you to release the first sigh after reaching home and he's already cradling and cooing you. You can't even find it in yourself to be bemused, melting in the bard's lulling embrace, the beat of the rocking of his body in symphony to the soothing lyrics leaving his lips. You let yourself sink further in that cocoon, far, far from the worries that were chasing you. For you know that as long as Venti's here, everything will be fine. If you're in the mood to rant, he's just the perfect person for it! No kidding, he matches every disbelief laced around your sentences, the dripping sarcasm and "can you believe this person's audacity?!" What you don't know is that he knows what/who's troubling you way beforehand (he's the wind, silly) but, Venti will still listen and be bewildered, annoyed, mad. His carefree smile hiding the schemes brewing in his head to teach annoyances a lesson. You'd never be notified of this shift of attitude though, much too smothered in his pampering.

“My dear Cecilia, why do you fret? You will get through it all, just like all the times before and then, you'll look back, smile and be proud of yourself. So stop worrying about something you've already won!”

And when he's certain you've drifted off to the land of dreams, he lets the muscles of his face relax, the shine of his emerald orbs fade in the slightest. The zephyrs cease their tunes and his grip tenses, firms and borders on desperation. He clings to you as if you'd be blown away like the dandelion seeds should he loosen his hold, he doesn't dare to think of that outcome. All things will wear out by the flow of time, even the strongest Cecilia will oneday take the wind's hand. He knows and Celestia, does he hate it. Despite the knowledge that only serves to burden him, he still indulges ; in hopes that you wouldn't leave him just yet, not so soon, not so suddenly. These momentary wisps of solace keep him sane : the warmth of your body molding in with his, your steady breaths and small mumbles of incoherence — all reminders that no, you're right here, safe in his arms.

So the winds rest, too.

──⚝ zhongli

Zhongli is his own genre when it comes to comfort. It's unpredictable yet never unwelcomed. There's a silver of sophisticated charm lining his actions, a touch of solemnity as you walk under falling autumn leaves arm in arm. Zhongli is not one to let any gesture of affection go to waste, specially if it were to be spectated upon by prying eyes. He considers every touch, every word and every moment shared with you to be exceptional. This sentiment materializes dutifully, too. You cannot think of a single memory with him proven trivial and neither can he with you. Liyue Harbor looks up to you two's unalloyed affections, too. Elders often seen smiling coyly, reminiscing their youthful day as children stare doe-eyed in curiosity, later re-enacting (or trying to) how tenderly the Consultant took your hand to his lips while playing house. You're the role-model couple of the City of Contracts, often analogized with the tale of the late Rex Lapis and his beloved and, whenever someone would bring the legend up, you two would share a shining gaze holding secrets between you two solely which instantly has the speaker feel perplexed. You two would simply dismiss it with the same smile and urge them to continue their tangent.

You, who always covers up Zhongli's blunders of leaving his wallet. Your disappointed sigh and stare doing nothing as he listens to your lectures, borderline enjoying the fiesty side of you. Arguments don't even occur between you two because of the level of mutual understanding you have with each other. You both value privacy, therefore, only show vulnerability in each other's sole company. Zhongli always cradles you in the firmest, safest embrace when your nightmares get too graphic to bear ; wiping your tears and whispering to you the tales of the days the Seelies pranced around every inch of Teyvat and the Moon Sisters would bless the land with their light. Every time, you drift away to sweet dreams of those days of peace. You love to comb and braid his hair, humming forgotten tunes as you do so and Zhongli never feels more at peace. At times like these, it's as if you're in your own little world of boundless serenity, safe from both the mortal and divine's scrutiny.

──⚝ raiden shogun (ei)

To Ei, you're the reason achieving Eternity is so important, so crucial. You're the reason she pushes through despite her grief, loneliness and despair. It's hardwired in the Shogun's constitution, too ; Eternity and You are beside each other. You're the lone candle lightening her darkened euthymia, one she will not allow to wane. Being the soul fuel of her actions might be a little bit overwhelming sometimes. Since she's always putting you before herself, you have to be the one to anchor her to the present and remind her that she's just as (if not more) important. Ei loves you, but you love her, too. It pains you to see her suppress so much pain, it frustrates you that she's not even giving herself the minimum care and how constantly runs from her trauma instead of learning to grow from it.

Which is why, sometimes it has to be her that's pulled away from her meditation to your arms, it has to be her laying on your lap with a hand loosening her braid in an inclining to let go, even just for an hour or so. Sometimes, she needs to forget about everything else and keep her attention on you as you lecture her non-stop. Often times, it flies over her head due to her stubbornness but since it's you... she tries her best. Eternity could wait, the Heavenly Principles be damned, right now, all that mattered was her and you.

──⚝ yae miko

You find it a little unfair, how the kitsune understands you even better than you do yourself. She effortlessly picks up on the slightest changes of your quirks to reach the conclusion that something is wrong. Once she's certain, she'd call you over to her side and pull you to her lap as a shrine maiden prepares tea. A stack of light novels set beside her along with all your favourite treats and you know you're up for a night of pampering and cooing. Your frustrations disappear quicker than electro seelies as she reads aloud the words to you in that smooth voice of hers, other hand occasionally shifting between running it through your hair or along your body and holding various treats for you to taste. When the night has deepened, the stack of light novels finished with and the lantern light has dimmed, she finally inquires of what (or who) exactly troubles you — if you haven't fallen asleep by then already. You, at rare times, want to refute to all her babying ; you cannot be blamed either, having Yae Miko's undivided attention can get a little overwhelming sometimes but the resistance is extinguished just as soon when you remember why you get this exquisite treatment. She's wasted no breath making it clear, too.

Miko loves both your rebellious spirit and how well you take it all. To her, you're just the perfect partner to get through a dragging existence. There's not much she demands of you either ; you just have to be by her side when she calls you (which is..a lot, frankly) and let her take the lead. It's peak entertainment for Miko as she spies the green gazes from her peripheral, aww, look how envious everyone is of you two! While she finds mild entertainment in jealousy of other people, that cannot be said when the monster decides to probe her, too. Kitsunes are territorial and regardless of how much of a refined one Yae Miko is, she's still not completely immune to it. No one will know of these irritating feelings bubbling in her chest unless she wills it. For the most part, she's chill because, she of all people would know that a random mortal is no threat to her or the trust you two share. But do not be mistaken : should an actual threat occur, she'll make it very clear to who you belong to.

──⚝ yelan

Yelan does not even know where to start when it comes to you and neither does she know where to put an end. Yelan despises sweets, you cannot go a day without that additional dose of serotonin ; she prefers chillies in everything and you cry if there's extra dash of pepper in the curry ; Yelan dances with the danger, you love your inner peace more than anything and yet, somehow, both of you fit together like soulmates. It stirs mixed reactions among people, too. Some think you're undeniably cute together while others raise their eyebrows in appraisal. She could care less, but she knows that you care a lot about other people's opinions so, she tries her best so that you'd remain innocent from their unnecessary judgement. It isn't difficult for her either to pull the strings and everything, benefits of being in the shadow.

There's much people are ignorant to, for example, how ruthless you can get with your words should anyone insult your loved ones, how unfairly good you handle bitter things, how unafraid you're of breaking the rules should the occasion call for it and she could go on. Her favourite memory with you would always be that time a handful of nosy people were jabbing at your relationship with her, even going as far as to throw suggestive comments at you right in front of her. Trivial matters such as this don't bother Yelan on normal occasions but due to her mood being already sour that day she lost her temper, how dare they? She was one breath away from causing a carnage until you stopped her, looked them dead in the eye, pulled her to press a kiss just shy of her lips and told them to pollute the air somewhere else — the memory still makes her swoon. Of course, she didn't waste the opportunity to join in, leaning to your already flushed ear to whisper loud and intended for others to hear, "You missed, darling."

(Those idiots never bothered you two again.)

──⚝ al haitham

Al Haitham who is like your personal bed from how often you fall asleep sitting on his lap. You don't need to worry about falling or the cold because he never loosens his hold of you, pulling his cape over your form like a cocoon when he notices your shivers. The intimacy is wordless yet conveys so much more than words could hope to express. It's such a win-win for him, too. He gets to hold you while reading in peace? To say he loves it would be an understatement. People also tend to bother him less when they notice this act of intimacy— and by people, he means his annoying roommate who but gags everytime he sees you draped over Al Haitham and him holding you like you're the most precious thing in Teyvat.

(Kaveh's just salty because he's single and lonely.)

There's another thing Al Haitham adores, looks forward to even ; lazy mornings with you, plus points if it's raining and none of you can go to work. Even if you insist on going out in that weather, there is no way the Scribe would allow it. Trapping you in his strong arms and being so affectionate you have to check if it really is the Al Haitham or not. The Akademiya won't be obliterated if you two skip— took a break for one day, come on, love. Your resolve would break pretty soon, too. How can it not when he's being so cutely clingy? So you two stay in and ruminate the remnants of your night's dreams in each others arms, the pitter-patters of rain and rumbles of thunder but background noise. For a spilt second, Al Haitham remembers the two keys still in his possession and the door being locked : aha, no doubt his roommate would have a lot to say (scream) about that. He notices your shuffles and a quiet ‘what's wrong?’ which he dismisses through a chaste kiss atop your head and beckoning to return to sleep.

──⚝ kamisato ayato

It's basically hardwired in Ayato's brain to seek you out when things get a little too strenuous. He likes to lay his head on your lap and just... enjoy the feeling of your skillful hands combing through his hair, hum him a song too, won't you? He's all yours to spoil. In this position, probably the only thing that would make him get up is if the Kamisato Estate caught fire. You shower him in all the affection you have to offer without hesitation, your way of saying thank you for everything, thank you for your hard work.

Since Ayato was deprived of the fancies of an ordinary child, he has an affinity for mischief and the twisted entertainment from rule-breaking. Nothing would make him love you more if you were to just randomly sneak in his office and whisk him away for some minutes. Running away from his duties wouldn't lessen them, he's aware. But just the thrill that comes from these little rendezvous washes away his fatigue and lethargy. It's both of your little secret, it's dangerous and frankly just plain indulgence. That would never stop him taking your hand and smiling like a teenager in love every time he hears you sing, let's run away?

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vmp3ater · 25 days

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sub yelan... tying her up with her own ropes..

sub yelan x dom gn reader

thin blue glowing roped restrained yelan’s body—her arms being tied to the headboard while more ropes were tied to her legs to keep them open. you were in between her tied legs, pumping your three fingers into her cunt. she’s scoffing, telling you that you can do better, but you don’t back down at her snarky remarks

eventually she lets her moans freely fill the air, trying to squirm and move back towards your fingers but the ropes around her body makes it hard to do that. you rub her clit with your thumb while you graze her sweet spot with the pads of your fingers, and she cant help the low whines that escape from her

#vmp thirsts.#yelan thirsts.#this is literally what i wrote for kinkmas on my old blog 😭#genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #sub genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin x reader #sub genshin #yelan #yelan smut #yelan x reader #sub yelan #dom reader #gn reader

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akutasoda · 8 months

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my mind always circles to you

synopsis - simple everyday things that remind them if you

includes - kaeya, albedo, shenhe, yelan, thoma, cyno, dehya, navia, columbina

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, down bad characters, reader wears jewelry in yelan's, wc - 533

kaeya alberich ★↷

kaeya, when not on duty can be found strolling around mondstadt, if he's not with you or at the tavern. sometimes strolling down the bust yet somswhat peaceful streets, he stops by some well known stalls or shops as something would catch his eye. something that immediately reminded him of you and he can't wait to buy a matching pair.

albedo ★↷

albedo often struggles when he wants to draw or paint to distract himself from other things when alone in dragonspine, as he can't think of much inspiration as his head is drawn back to his latest experiment that keeps going wrong. that is until he thinks of you, and suddenly his motivation is at an all time high. upon his return he often gifts you his art of you.

shenhe ★↷

shenhe, when she's helping protect liyue often finds herself on the outskirts and more in nature. and with that sometimes when she's finished would spot a batch of flowers that you like or she thinks you'll like, her mind already consumed with images of your smile. and makes a bouquet of them to replace the old bouquet that is displayed proudly in the centre of your home.

yelan ★↷

yelan has quite a bit of fun when dealing with insignificant skirmishers. who sometimes will catch a glance at a bit of jewellery that looks quite nice. immediately thinking of giving you some, so on her way back to you will find a piece that thinks would compliment your looks perfectly.

thoma ★↷

thoma when finishing up at the kamisato estate and walking home, would catch a glimpse of some typical vendors selling food and immediately thinking of what he could make you. would you like your favourite? or would you want to try something new? he can't wait to get back to you and maybe you could help him prepare dinner.

cyno ★↷

cyno who, when not on duty would be found with you or at the akadeymia and most times would catch himself staring at a book or books that either remind him of you or think you would like. or perhaps when he is on duty, quite far away would often let his mind drift to you and things you could do when he gets back.

dehya ★↷

dehya often goes on missions, and as a mercenary often spends some nights away in the vast desert. but that often leads to her missing you. so she developed the habit of watching the moon as it rises and falls, thinking straight back to you with the silent promise of coming home as soon as possible.

navia ★↷

navia finds comfort in baking simple fontaine delicacys and goving them to companions. but more often nowadays she gifts them to you. and sometimes, if you chose too, you join her in making them or return her gifts by making her some of her own. a personal favourite is macaroons.

columbina ★↷

columbina when visiting a theatre of simply singing a melody she learnt recently or have recited for years, would always think about your intrests. which one would you like the most? or maybe she could compose a melody for you ears only, a song dedicated to you.

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noellefan101 · 9 months

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Kissing Them-Genshin Girls 2

Characters: Ei, Lumine, Yelan, Lisa, Kujou Sara x gn!reader

Summary: short headcanons of what they would taste like when you kiss them

Warnings: kissing, romantic relationship

Note: i´ll try to post smt at least every other day from now on, so we´ll hopefully meet again. yes, I stole my idea for aether and gave it to lumine too, I was lazy. hope you enjoy this, luv you ;) pt1

she tastes like the dango milk you bought her, sweet with a little taste of the milk, she loves sweet stuff and you know it. its weird how she didn´t talk to anyone at all, but then you came into her life.

Lumine

she tastes like the sunsettias she ate with you and paimon, sweet and tasty, there´s also something you can´t put a finger on, but ignore it. you don´t want to invade her personal life too much.

Yelan

she tastes like chilies, really spicy, she loves spicy food and somehow eat chilies raw, you truly don´t know how she does it. she may hide things from you but she can´t hide her love for spice.

Lisa

she tastes like her homemade veggie soup, bitter and sweet with a bit of spice, its delicious all the flavors melting into the kiss. you don´t taste any pumpkin though, it makes sense.

Kujou Sara

she tastes like the onigiri she just ate without you knowing, its bland but delicious coming from her mouth. you wonder where she hid it, you want some too.

I hope you liked it, luv ya-Masterlist

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#genshin x reader #genshin impact #raiden x reader #raiden ei #female traveler #lumine #lumine x reader #yelan x reader #yelan #lisa #lisa x reader #gn reader #kujou sara #kujou sara x reader #noellefan101 #NoelleFan #noelle´s maiden

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haruniki · 2 years

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Would this character catch you?

genshin impact edition pt. 2

a/n: i wasn't gonna make one of these again but i thought it would make for nice writing practice. I'll be including the Liyue ladies :D inbox is still open as usual! I'll be doing request slowly but if you just wanna share ideas, your own headcanons, ask questions, or promote yourself then pls send them in :D also i most definitely forgot ppl, it's really late and i have to wake for school in like 6 hours 😭 there is mistakes so pls ignore them

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Ningguang: 7/10, only because if she didn't have to keep up appearances she could totally catch you

given that you both are somewhere decently public, you are falling to the ground

Of course she'd crouch down to check on you to see if your alright

but she'll lean down closer to you, covering her mouth and say

"that was a very dumb thing of you to do. Don't you feel even the slightest bit of shame my love?"

in private she might entertain you with catching you

if it's in her bedroom, then she'd catch you then teasingly toss you on to her bed

Beidou: 10/10, best one honestly and the muscle😩

banging my hands against the table

Captain Beidou is definitely catching you and not putting you down

If she's docked and out walking in the Liyue Harbor, she excepts you to run at her and jump into her arms

it's a tradition at this point

it's also a way for her to show off how strong she is

probably doesn't put you down

god i love Beidou so much

Ganyu: 2/10, she's getting this rating because she's pretty

She's probably not catching you?

Ganyu absolutely could it's just she was probably half asleep or thinking about something else

You both fall to the ground and she just stays still for a moment before asking if you're okay

wants to make sure you weren't being chased by a hilichurl

mostly just confused

Keqing: 0/10, moving out of the way lol

What do you think you are doing

I think she would catch you if she wasn't overthinking

She plans to catch you but moves out of the way before you crash into her

Yells at you with a flushed face asking why you would do such a thing

does bandage up any bruise you get

you get no feel better kisses though

Yunjin: 5/10, She does catch you but you both fall to the ground anyways

she's very giggly about it

Yunjin was very sure she could've stayed standing but it appears that she should've braced herself a bit more

gives you small pecks while laughing

asks to try that again as she wants to be able to catch you and twirl you around

tries to find a better and more stable area for you to try again

"Do you mind if we try that again? I was quite excited to twirl you around in my arms, so if you do mind let's try again."

Shenhe: ?/10, she catches you but like she drops you?

honestly, i think you'd be more shocked that she caught you

It would take her a few moments before she starts get a bit red and then she drops you

like gently drops you

coughing she turns away from you and tells you not to do it again

and then leaves

leaving you confused

Yelan: 9/10??? i honestly have no clue lol

She'd catch but in a like teasing way

makes comments about how desperate for her attention you must be and how lucky you are that she caught

squeezes you against her and gives you a closed eyed smile

"Oh how interesting, I must've rolled something good to get you to fall into my arms. If you wanted to get close to me all you had to do was ask."

Now Yelan doesn't put you down, instead she carries you someplace and sits down with you in her lap

You're not leaving her lap

Better yet she has plans to go play poker later and she needs a lucky charm

it just so happens that she's decided that you look quite lucky and you'd look nice on her lap :>

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teal-sword · 1 year

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Can you please write for Yelan having had a fight with the reader? At the end of the day where the reader usually snuggles up to her when it's time for bed, the reader just sleeps on their side and faces away from her. How would Yelan handle it? 🐢

Gender neutral reader

Omg thank you so much for the request,also I love turtles 😊 I've been waiting for so long 😭 for the reader will be white bold and Yelan will be blue

Imagine

From the outside everything seems alright the sun was setting as children ran from the streets yelling goodbye to their friends running home for not wanting to be yelled at by their parents but, inside a specific house screams are heard when you look inside the broken window you see glass, potted plants lying on the floor broken or ripped apart the couple didn't hurt each other they never would hurt each other no matter what things just got heated and they took their anger on something.

"Will you please calm down, this has been going on since earlier." The often calm and smooth voice Yelan usually has been raised a little bit out of frustration from the ongoing fight a lot of people wouldn't notice but you did... "And what happened last time? You got hurt when was the last time we fought? JUST. ONE. WEEK. AGO. About the same problem too Yelan you always do this to me you never have told me what was going on with your life. You just pushed me a side again, again and again! " Her eyebrows furrow "Well what am I supposed to do?!? Huh tell you where I am? Let you get hurt because of me?! " "Yes! I'm your partner I'm supposed to help you with whatever I can?!? And you know I hate it especially when you barely tell me anything! Hell I don't even know where you work! You say the Ministry of Civil Affairs but I never see you there!? "

Fights like this always get heated between you two but this one especially was harsh on both of you, Yelan felt like you didn't trust her she knew you were just worried about her wellbeing but it felt like she was repeating the same fight over and over again and again but she knew this was her fault too she barely told you anything no matter the circumstance. Things weren't better with you too... You didn't know if she trusts you she barely talks about herself what if one-day because she didn't tell you what she was up to and got seriously hurt... Because you couldn't help reach her in time because you didn't know where she was? Thoughts like these constantly go through your mind and tonight she basically almost confirmed them "sigh* let's talk about this tomorrow. I'm tired." Your significant other walking out of the room filled with shards to your bedroom is probably going to bed.

You take a long inhale as you exhale over and over again cleaning up the mess as you were already in a bad mood and didn't want to wake up with a mess right inside your own home, 'Ouch! Oh. I cut myself. " Taking your cut hand and bandaging it walking to your bedroom 'Hopefully Yelan is sleeping, I don't really want to deal with her right now. " You thought to yourself reaching out to open the door taking a quick peek inside "she's asleep, good." You said to yourself quietly tiptoeing into the room trying not to wake her

What you didn't know was that she was hearing your soft breathing go from the doorway to right in front of the bed keeping her back turned as you softly crawled into the soft covers of the bed facing the other side of the bed room 'We just fought, I know that but, why aren't they hugging me? They usually snuggle with me to bed until they fall asleep no matter how bad the fight. ' Yelan's thoughts creeping into her mind 'Maybe-'

Her thoughts cut off hearing light snoring, calmly breathing in a pattern from your side of the bed. Turning around and hugging you from behind, she wasn't the type to do this even though she knew that she felt as if it was right she had gotten so used to your warmth she couldn't sleep without it.

'I'll talk it with you tomorrow my darling, anything as long as it makes you feel better. " Her mind drifted off letting her guard down because she knew she would eventually tell everything to you in the morning, and that you would accept her even if she was a moron for letting you worry.

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contentloadingandstuff · 1 year

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Sara and Yelan X Fatui reader, Reader keeps their involvement with the Fatui a secret. Yelan/Sara end up stumbling upon a fatui operation one day and see Reader helping lead it, Yelan/Sara gets found and surrounded. Reader has to decide to either let their SO die, or betray the Fatui, they decide to Betray the Fatui. (Perhaps reader taking a nasty blow for their SO, losing a limb or just a really bad wound because of it)

Love and Betrayal - Kujou Sara & Yelan x Fatui!Reader

Genre: Angst with comfort

Characters: Kujou Sara & Yelan

Pairing: GN!Reader

A/N: Hello, anon! This took some time, but I hope you'll like it :)

TW: Disability, some general violance and blood. Yelan's part is more lighthearted than Sara's.

Kujou Sara

You landed on the street at the age of three.

Inazuma's problems were many and varied, but the most severe of them was banditry. Any change in the outside world caused ripples in the islands' society, leaving many jobless and desperate to make a living. Those individuals often joined The Treasure Hoarders, or rejected their penniless masters and pursued the path of the ronin. Those 'free spirits' took any and all jobs they could get, not unwilling to steal, rob, threaten or... murder.

The intercommission relationships were never pleasant, but conflicts between families were generally rare. And when they happened, things usually got very nasty very quickly. Your family experienced this first-hand when you found out a member of the Kujou clan was taking bribes from a group of ronin to cover their misdeeds. Having more money than sense, he hired those same rogues to make your clan... less interested in his deals. And they honored their contract.

You managed to survive the slaughter, saved by a friend of your family. They couldn't give you a new home, as they feared retaliation. You understood that only later, but it was soul crushing back then. You had to live off of stealing and begging for a few months, sleeping in any corner that provided any cover from the cold, oceanic winds.

In your lowest point, there was a single party who stretched out their hand. The Fatui. They took you in as an orphan, gave you clothing, food, and a roof over your head. Not one of your caretakers abused you, in fact they provided a sense of belonging matching that your parents offered. Even though you slowly understood that your fate was sealed, you didn't mind. It was far better than starving on the cobbled paths.

When you reached the age of sixteen, an interesting twist of fate brought a new hope into your life. The same friend that saved you thirteen years ago handed a heavy bag of Mora to one of the orphanage's head caretakers, and you got a chance. If you accepted to become a Skirmisher, you could re-enter civilian society as a free person. Well, as free as your work would allow.

This was no offer to refuse.

Over the next two years you went through hell. Among the standard body alterations, hard living conditions, grueling training and harsh drill sergeants only the strongest prevailed. You were lucky to be one of those.

You returned to Inazuma, and slammed against a huge wall of disappointment.

There were no adrenaline-filled battles the brochures described. It turned out that the most exciting thing your team did was beat up a few ronin every now and then. It was a let down, sure, but you soon grew more and more appreciative of your job. For such Mora, standing around some big shot for twelve hours a day was a steal. The boredom was overwhelming most of the time, but your comrades made it more bearable. Despite their job, they were decent and honorable people at heart.

Your civilian life was dull, until that fateful day.

The day when you first saw her.

You were taking a stroll outside Inazuma city, when a soft voice caught your attention. You approached the source carefully, as to not disturb the beautiful singing. Hidden behind a boulder, you observed the singer. Sara was sitting by a spring, carefully waxing her wings and humming a folk song you've heard ages ago. The sight was too much for you, and your legs carried you towards the Tengu.

Sara was surprised, bashful even. You caught her off-guard in a moment of great vulnerability, and she was quite ready to turn you into a pin cushion. After explaining that you had no ill intent, Sara begrudgingly allowed you to join her. It was awkward at first, but you got the conversation flowing with some effort. The Tengu didn't talk much, but she soon eased into a casual discussion about the recent events in Inazuma.

After you parted, you accepted that she wouldn't want to see you again. Still, you frequented the same route you met her on, some part of you wishing to find her there once more.

And you found her there again.

Once, twice, thrice.

Your hangouts became a regular occurance. Sara never pushed you away, no matter how angry she was. Your gentle, friendly voice was able to calm even the greatest of her inner tempests. She enjoyed your company any time, and Sara soon started seeking you out during her breaks or free time. Her view of you changed one day, when you brought her freshly made Onigiri on the start of her day.

She understood that the warm, fuzzy feeling inside her chest whenever she saw you meant you were something more.

She told you so, on a cold, but tranquil evening. Being more than in love with her by that point, you told her you felt the same.

You shared your first kiss, long and passionate, next to the stream you first met at.

Kujou Sara started being more and more insistent on you moving in with her. She wanted to be closer to you, spend every free minute of her day with you by her side. You understood that, but there was a problem.

You never told her.

Yet, you fulfilled her wish. It was not hard to hide your gun and outfit, seeing as she provided you not only a room of your own, but also valued your privacy. Your rifle rested under your bed, carefully wrapped in bed sheets, and the uniform was tucked on the back of your wardrobe. You checked its exact position whenever you returned, and by the way it remained untouched it seemed she was still oblivious.

You promised yourself you'd tell her someday. You'd tell her when you would be ready.

Yet fate had a different plan for you two.

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You hiss as a large, gloved hand unwraps the bandages covering your left hand.

"Hurts that bad?"

"Well, it isn't pleasant" you respond, pulling up your sleeve.

Sunlight falls on the scorched, pale skin. Red stains are littered across your forearm, delivering stinging pain to your body. An antiseptic fluid is poured on them, causing you to flinch and clench your hand.

"Easy there, Y/N" The Hydrogunner says, withdrawing the bottle. "I'm almost done".

The Fatui places a tissue on the wound, and rubs it up and down slowly. After drying it, a new bandage is placed on your arm.

"You should really ease up on using your Delusion. I don't want to see you falling apart before we can earn the big bucks". Your commander, a hulking man named Pietro, pats you on the back.

"Pfeh. I can last those three days no problem" you respond.

"Something to help with the pain, hm?", the medic of your team, nicknamed Lean, offers you his hip flask.

You grab it, and, after taking a swing, hand it to Pietro.

"Storm the front!"

You turn your head, only to see an Electro-infused arrow flying your way.

Is that Sa-

Before your mind can fully process this question, the projectile crashes against a Geo shield.

"Nice try", your geochanter shouts from behind you.

You get up, and pull your mask down on your face before summoning your weapon. In front of you stands Sara, wings fully revealed and another arrow ready. Next to her are a few Shogunate soldiers wielding spears.

"Ha! That all you got?"Pietro taunts, hammer in hand.

"Apprehend them!", Sara orders, and her men move in to execute.

The other Pyroslinger fired his weapon before you managed to load yours. Pietro was already rushing at the enemy, Delusion crackling with lightning. With a sideways swipe, he sends three infantrymen flying back. Sara jumps up, wings striking the air to give herself a boost, and fires another missile. It pierces through the shield this time, and lands right next to you. You go down on one knee, and lift your gun to your eye.

It's either you or her right now.

You fire, and your Delusion ignites the round. It pierces the air, and pierces Sara's largest left wing with ease. The pain causes her to flinch, sending her arrow sideways. It still lands, striking the Geochanter in his shoulder. As his wounded body falls back, your hands load another bullet into your weapon with practiced ease. You aim, and fire again. You miss, the round whizzing through the air right past her stomach. You reach into your pouch, but before you can load again, a Hydro blast strikes Sara right in the chest. She is knocked off balance, and plummets to the ground. Sara, along with her bow, lands on the sand with a dull thud.

Your heart is still pounding with adrenaline as you rise up, rifle still pointed at the Tengu. It's awkwardly quiet around. You search the surrounding are with your sight, spotting many purple-clad bodies on the beach.

It's over?

Your muscles relax at last. You turn your head back. Your colleagues are standing a few meters from the lying Sara in a semi circle. Alfi is still clutching his shoulder, arrow now broken off. Your eyes land on Pietro's hammer, and that's what stops your heart rate from lowering.

"You really thought you could beat us with these newbies? You're an idiot, little birdie."

Pietro's tone was harsh. You knew what that meant.

You had to think. You had to think fast. It was clear your coworkers would kill Sara, given a few more seconds. You called off your weapon.

Convincing them wouldn't be possible, since she shot Alfi and attacked you.

Snatching her away isn't an option. Explaining yourself out of that would be impossible, and if you ran, they would shoot you.

You had to… kill them, then. But your rifle wouldn't do it at all. Too slow to kill all four before they would smoke you.

Your hands dive into your pockets, and soon find two ignition grenades. Your commander is saying something, but you aren't listening.

You take a deep breath, and start counting.

One. You pull the safety off of the explosives. Judging by their relaxed stances, your comrades didn't notice the hiss.

Two. You run forward, and drop the grenades beneath their feet. Your keep running.

Three. You charge at Sara, who's still too surprised by your actions to move a muscle. You tackle her to the ground, shielding her body with your own.

Four.

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The door slides open, revealing the familiar, red crow mask. Supporting yourself with your right arm, you move into a sitting position.

She approaches the hospital bed, bowl of miso broth in her hands. Your eyes follow her movements. She places the food on your nightstand, and sits down on the edge of the cot.

"Good morning. How are you feeling?" she asks.

"Hello to you too, Sara. I'm… eh. I'm alright" you answer, grabbing the spoon she brought with herself.

You two sit in silence as you eat the soup. Sara looks at your scorched back, and frowns. It's the second week of your recovery from the explosion. The fire caused much damage to your back and left side of the body. Even though Sara ran as fast as she could, it was too late to save your left arm. Now, a small cape covered the stump whenever you left the house. Sara was with you every day, providing you meals and changing your bandages daily.

"Y/N."

"Hm?"

"I'm… sorry I charged you back then. I got carried away. "

You turn to her, a mocking smile on your lips.

"Pinch me, because I think I'm dreaming. You decided to tell me that just now... Could you say that again, my love? I'm not sure if I heard that right..." you tease.

Sara pouts, crosses her arms and turns away. You can't hold back a laugh at her childish behavior. You put down the spoon, and raise your hand to her cheek.

"It's alright, it's alright. I'm sorry as well. I should have told you earlier."

She turns back to you. Her golden eyes look into yours with gentle, unsure affection. You stay like that for a moment, before you drop your arm and look down. Silence falls again.

"Sara… thank you for letting me bury them."

"Don’t mention it."

Your hand feels around for hers, She catches it in her gentle grip.

Yelan

Poverty is one hell of a motivation.

For a normal person, like you were once, the thought of not having enough Mora to purchase bread or rice is as unreal as a second Kaenri’ah. The gods have their own plan, and lead fate uncaring of mortal needs or desires however. Despite your greatest efforts, the image of eating bark soup started becoming terrifyingly real with each passing day.

When the mining company you were a guard in bankrupted, you needed new work. The job market at the time was not really in need of military personnel, as the Milelith were more than enough to handle the occasional bunch of Treasure Hoarders or Hilichurls. After the Traveler’s adventure in Liyue, however, there was one party who needed new soldiers.

The Fatui.

It turned out that the company didn’t go broke, but was shut down for involvement with them. Thanks to their excellent intelligence, they didn’t have to ask any questions at the interview. You came into the room to see a contract ready to sign, a Pyro Delusion right next to it. After seeing the wage, you did not think twice about signing it.

And so began your new life, a life of full coffers and blood on your hands.

There weren’t any Snezhnayans eager to enlist after the whole sea god fiasco, so field Pyro Agents were in demand. It was dangerous work, especially in Liyue where the counterintelligence office was going strong. With your quick thinking and experience in the field, you managed to outlive most of your coworkers and advance in the ranks, soon gaining the title of Inspector.

You gambled and slept by day, and slit throats at night.

On one of your visits to the casino to get rid of that annoying surplus of Mora in your safe, you met a certain blue-haired woman. The dice she presented were exquisite, so much so that the fact they were weighted flew over your fellow players’ heads. She didn’t manage to fool your trained hand, though. You flirted with her, and asked her to go have a cigarette outside. When you got there, you remarked about her cheating. She only shrugged. It’s not like the stakes were high, she said. Most people who come here don’t need the money anyways. She stated that she didn’t need it either - it just weighed her pockets down so pleasantly. You laughed at her honesty, and audacity.

She found your keen eye and quick wit alluring as well, so you started dating. You hung out during the day, as the two of you worked mostly during the dark hours. The fact that Yelan was an agent wasn’t a secret, especially to Fatui. But your involvement was well hidden by you. Yelan employed a ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy that made it easier. Any of her attempts to follow you were quickly foiled, as your ears and eyes were now more than trained to catch anything suspicious. At some point, she gave up on spying on you. You didn’t tell or report anything about Yelan to your superiors. It’s not like you meet during work hours, right? Plus, things like what’s her favorite tea type or time of the year weren’t very valuable.

You still aren’t sure if you overestimated her abilities, or underestimated those of your subordinates.

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You lean against the wall as two Skirmishers enter the room, dragging a person behind them.

It’s clearly a tall woman in civilian clothing. She has a plain bag over her head, and a gag in her mouth as well, judging by the noises she makes.

“Here.” You point at a lone chair in the middle of the room.

The soldiers force her into a sitting position, and not without difficulty. She struggles hard against your underlings, but their iron grip doesn’t let out. They tie her hands behind the headrest.

“Remove the bag. Let’s see what we have here.”

They oblige. When the cover is lifted, your heart drops.

You can see the spark of anger and resistance in her pupils for a brief moment. She looks around the room, and when her eyes land on your unmasked face, they soften. She stops her struggling, as surprised by this as you are.

“Yhnmh?” she mumbles, eyes wide.

You stare at each other for a while in complete silence. Her face is scratched and bruised. The confusion in her gaze turned into sadness and… fear.

You’re dragged back to reality when one of the guards holds up a Hydro vision in his outstretched arm. You take it up, any leftover doubt about her identity disappearing. You clutch the gemstone in your hand.

“Appreciated. Leave me with the prisoner for now. Wait outside.”

You wait a few seconds after they close the door, making sure that nobody will hear your conversation. You look back to Yelan, and pull up an old chair from the corner of the room.

“Got yourself into quite the predicament, haven’t you, my dear?”

Yelan looks down at the gag quickly, and returns her gaze to you. You shake your head.

“Listen, I’m not going to remove the gag. For now, at least. I want to make sure you hear all of what I’m going to say here. Okay?”

She nods. You spill the beans. You tell her why you joined, who you are in the Fatui and assure her that you weren’t spying on her at any point. She nods along, now more at ease.

After you’re done, you sigh. A moment of silence.

“You know what they’ll do to you now, don’t you?”

Yelan looks down, averting her gaze.

“An interrogation will take place. Either you tell them what they need to know and you’ll be killed, or they’ll… we will torture you to death.”

She looks downcast, and you immediately regret teasing her this way.

“Come on, Yelan! I’m kidding. I’ll get you out of here. But… we have to wait for a good moment to do so. There will be a change of shifts in about an hour. Until then, I’ll have to act out my role.”

You remove the gag, and Yelan spits out some dirt and sand.

“Listen. They will torture you for a bit, but don’t worry - I’ll tell them to go easy on you. We don’t want to raise suspicions, right?”

She nods. “Right. I can take it.”

“That’s my Yelan. Put on a show for them. Make them really work for it, alright?”

“Mhm.”

You smile, and she returns the expression. You get up and walk closer to her, leaning down and grabbing her tied hand in yours. You place a kiss on her lips.

“I’ll be back, I promise. Stay strong for me. I love you.”

You make for the door, her Vision still in hand. You leave the room, and all eyes are immediately on you. Turning your attention to the two guards, you speak.

“Begin your work. I need her name, rank, number and names of her superiors. But go easy on her, for now at least.”

They nod, and you walk up to your desk. After the door to the cell closes, you reach for a book on your shelf. Interrogation techniques, provided by command.

The following hour is hard for the both of you. The screams and moans from the torture chamber make you cringe. The sounds of your girlfriend in pain paint grim images in your mind as you go through the book, checking all the tortures considered ‘light’. In your mind, you go over every possibility. You must have checked your medkit a good twenty times during this hour, making sure all the medical supplies you might need will be there.

Finally, the hour passes. Six of the seven guards in the room make for the door, leaving only a single Pyroslinger, cleaning his weapon in silence. The two guards by the door go down the mountain side, leaving only one to guard the entrance to your hideout while the replacement gets here. You wait a few minutes, and go outside.

The Vanguard by the door looks quite sleepy. Good for you. You pull out a cigarette, and offer the box to him. He takes one, and, using your Delusion, you light them.

“How did you catch her?” you inquire, pretending to be curious. That’s a story she can tell you herself.

You don’t really pay attention to what he is saying. Your cigarette is long put out on the ground as you prepare a garotte. Before he can finish, you jump up and tighten the weapon around his throat. He kneels down as warm, bright red blood pours down his neck. You wait until he stops gurgling, and kick his limp body down the mountain. As it plummets down, you enter the hideout again.

You march towards the cell, from which screams and moans still ring out. You grit your teeth. As you pass by the Pyroslinger, you leave a Pyro clone next to him. After you hear the chair fall over, you pull out a pair of flintlocks.

You kick the door open. One of the guards turns around, but you greet him with a shot right in the ribs. The other falls down as well, his head painting the floor a deep crimson. You drop the spent weapons to the ground.

You quickly turn your attention towards Yelan. Her hands are now tied to the armrests, blood-red spots marking where her fingernails once were. Not a single one of them is still on. She keeps one of her eyes closed to prevent blood from her split eyebrow from getting into it. Half-dried blood traces come from her mouth. You gently open her mouth, revealing about five teeth missing in the back. You move to untie her.

“Y-you’re back…”

“I promised, didn’t I? They messed you up a little. Can you walk?” you hand her her Vision back. She raises up shakily.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Good. Let’s go then.”

As you go through the door, time slows down. You see the wounded Pyroslinger on the floor, sitting up against the wall. His forearm is keeping his bowels from pouring out on the floor, and in conjunction with his other arm, it holds up his weapon. Pointed right at you.

Before you can dash away, he pulls the trigger.

The bullet rips through your stomach and you fly back. Yelan screams your name, before sending a few Hydro lines at the dying soldier, slicing his throat open. You press down your hands on the wound as she drags you to a wall. After sitting you up, she examines the wound.

“The… liver. He shot me in the liver…” you force out through gritted teeth. Yelan takes off her shirt and rolls it into a makeshift bandage.

“Just hold on, Y/N. I’ll get you out.” She wraps the bullet hole in the material, already stained red from the contact. You shake your head.

“No point. I’ll die, Yelan.” Blood pours through the material, getting in between Yelan’s shaking fingers. It’s hard for you to speak, as the pain is growing with each second.

“No, no, you’ll be fine. Come on, you can’t leave. Not like that, please.”

An idea pops into your fading mind.

“Vision. Use… your Vision. Heal me.”

“But I don’t know how!” She protests, small teardrops in the corners of her eyes. You grow paler with each second.

“Try…”

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“Tsk. You won again.”

Yelan chuckles, swiping the bag of Mora off the table.

“Luck isn’t on your side today, my flower? Too bad!”

You roll your eyes. Even though the injury still hurts, your girl has been pestering you all the time. She managed to heal you at the last moment, and that gave her quite the scare. Ningguang told you that she’d never seen her so scared. The gambler obviously denied that, but you knew the truth.

“Hey. Take it easy. Drinks on me?” She must have noticed your downcast look.

“Heh. Who am I to refuse this beautiful woman’s offer?”

She looks down, an over exaggerated expression of surprise on her face.

“Well, looks like you can’t go with me… What a shame…” She hides her prize in her pocket.

“Oh, just you wait Yelan. A week or two and I’m going to get back at you for this!”

You both chuckle.

Thanks for reading!

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bazthefirstborn · 1 year

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If you still plan on doing the Sub Genshin Girls could you possibly do one with Nilou and Beidou?:)

a/n: as long as there are girls that have not been written for there are girls to write for!!! TYSM FOR THE REQUEST <3

Gender Neutral Reader

Sub Genshin Girls P.4

on this episode: Beidou, Nilou, Kuki Shinobu, Yelan

mdni read at your own risk this is nsfw!!!

Beidou:

drools uncontrollably

muscular WOMEN djgsdfjksdjfk

is one of those people that think's she'll break your neck if she sits on your face

just fucking do it so she stops getting scared and she gets addicted to it

eeeeeasiest way to get her off is to let her grind on your face

doesn't have a lot of time with her work, so when you have time PLEASE just go slow and make it romantic

gets so uncharacteristically (omg big word) shy when you give her body kisses like her arms, legs, shoulders, etc.

worship this woman please do it oh my god

like she's having a bad day so you take her to her quarters and kiss all over her body until she's squirming and whining and eat her out until she cries

also good to grind on your thigh if you're short on time, but she HAS to be touching you

the biggest punishment for her is to be tied up and getting stimulated with something like a vibrator (she just wants you to touch her)

Nilou:

kisses her kisses her kisses her

she's so sweet omg i love her

1000% a whimperer in bed, not very loud but makes the cutest noises

hates (loves) getting hickies she can barely cover with her outfit!!!!

she wants you to fuck her in the bazaar. full stop.

like before dawn when everyone is out she wants you to fuck her on the stage

semi-public is one of her biggest secret fantasies but she won't act on it alone because of her image

find somewhere out of the way but she can still hear people and she will squirt so fast omg

also likes lingerie :)

she looks so pretty in literally every color set you get her, but turns as red as her hair when you compliment her

Kuki Shinobu:

definitely more of a tsundere-adjacent

gets flustered under the mask 10 times out of 10

plz be gentle with her and kiss her tattoos !!!!!

highly highly embarrassed when you kiss her on her shoulders and arms

always wants to hold your hand <33

also a power bottom, she wants to ride (cock or strap) 95% of the time

will bite your neck and shoulders to keep her noises in while she's on top

she whines a LOT when you have sex regardless of what you're doing

will elbow you in the ribs if you attempt PDA around the Arataki Gang

she needs to keep up her appearance of always being the smart and collected one so you can't kiss her or hold her hand because her brain stops working at any physical contact

Yelan:

where do I begin

loooves to challenge you when it comes to LITERALLY ANYTHING

she's not a total brat, but she likes to challenge your authority

also is a fan of riding !!!!!

loves feeling like she has control even if you're the one controlling her hips

she loves any position she can see your face in, because she loves seeing you blushing

also loves to give oral!!! godly at it (I KNOW she knows what to do with her mouth)

isn't a fan on being on her knees though, so 69ing is always the way to go

she tries to be quiet, but she fails most of the time

will 100% praise you for making her feel good!!!!!

a little bit of a service bottom when she gets into subspace

overall is pretty vanilla, but is in love with a little bit of pain. choking is a no go, but spankings make her drool

a/n: eeeee part 4 done!!! i hope this was satisfactory <33

please feel free to send in requests!!!! the rules are linked in my pinned post!!!

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dat-bruv-person · 2 years

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And I got another one Self aware genshin Au but we get Sao isekaid into the game

*ೃ༄ isekaid impact!

a/n: THIS BRAIN OF YOURS GODDAMN

gn!reader, poc!reader friendly always :D

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You had nothing to do on Genshin Impact today, all your commissions had been done earlier and your resin was gone. You only came back to the profile screen to check on your characters. You had you head in one of your hands and you were leaning on the desk listening to Lumine gush about how grateful she was for her new artifact set you'd put on her. I'd give you a hug if I could, [name], I really would! You placed your hand against the screen. You would gladly accept that hug. Sad and tired, you accidentally hit you head against the table: hard.

Ouch, you thought. You looked to the side of you, you weren't familiar with this place, a grey background filled with stars, or maybe you were... Just the sound of Lumine and Aether's voices was enough to confirm your suspicions. They walked through their character profiles to meet you in your grey void, and quite literally jumped for joy at the sight of you in-game. Lumine finally got her hug!

The void was getting a bit crowded, so after a while you guys decided to drop by the Serenitea Pot, where surely you would all fit. You found some nice clothes in Kaeya's wardrobe, so you found yourself matching with him - except without the eyepatch and the scarf and in turquoise instead of blue. You looked quite sexy if I do, and they, say so myself 😌. Xiangling instantly ran to the kitchen alongside Xinyan and Paimon to start on making a celebratory feast whilst Albedo, Klee, YaoYao, Diona and Qiqi all sat at your feet to listen to stories of your world. Even though they already knew about some of them, due to you talking in your spare time with them, they still found it interesting. The twins were always next to you, cuddling and smothering you in affection; they knew it wouldn't last forever.

You don't know just how happy it made your characters to sit down and have a meal with you physically - you somehow made the food taste better! Speaking of which, it seemed like the Genshin cuisine wasn't just looks, it tasted BOMB. Venti, Barbara and Xinyan were quite the trio, and dancing with the standard 5 stars to make them feel better was an experience you'll never forget. Also, Zhongli had such soft thighs?! He let you lay down on them whilst Ei stroked your head fondly. Xiao held your hands and played with them softly, occasionally looking up to guve you the softest of smiles. All good things come to an end however.

You lay down surrounded by Eula, Yae Miko and Yelan to lure you to sleep, and sleep you did. Mommy milkers + thighs = good nights rest.

You woke up in your own bed the next day.

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I KNOW PLACES - yelan

❝ they take their shots by we’re bulletproof and you know for me, it’s always you. ❞

summary: in which you get firsthand experience on what dating an intelligence agent is all about, playing the game and staying away from prying eyes

warnings: reader is gn, none

notes: day 12! this is one of my fav songs on the album so i hope i did it justice:)

taglist (open): @staretes , @rynnlvrs , @sentifua , @i-probably-sleep-too-much , @reilly34 , @qqingque , @akutasoda , @mhiieee , @starryshinyskies , @kazemiya , @pix-stuff , @inscaraithrust

it was supposed to be a simple, that was what yelan had said and you being the amateur in this line of work had followed her without a doubt.

there you walked among the throng of people, her hand on your waistline. you could hear the whispers as you both passed by, it was obviously a bad sign because you would be easily spotted now wherever you went. it had seemed that the both of you were now celebrities. you weren’t sure what people knew you for though.

was it because you were dating the owner of the yanshang teahouse, a member of one of the lady ningguang’s most trusted associates or was it because you were one of those associates?

they were like vultures circling you both, ready to strike at anytime they wanted to. the clouds darkening the sky but a single ray of sunshine broke through, shining like a spotlight on the both of you.

how ironic that you were dating a secret intelligence officer but helpless when it came to keeping your relationship a secret. love was a fragile little flame and it could burn out, everyone else blowing desperately at the candle as if it was a birthday wiser for your relationship to end. not that it affected yelan, in fact it was as if she was familiar to this whole predicament.

cause they got the cages and they had the boxes, and swords. they were the hunters and you both were the foxes, and you ran.

“baby, i know places that we won’t be found and they’ll be chasing their trails trying to track us down.” yelan had said to you, taking your hand in hers and dashing through the woods during a particular mission you had, back when your status had nearly compromised your task. cause she knew places that you both could hide.

the lights would flash as they illuminated your faces and you would both run for the fences away from the crowd and drama. let them say whatever they wanted to say, you wouldn’t hear it. yelan had once said that loose lips sink ships all the damn time, how else did she get the intel needed to bust perpetrators or targets?

all she needed to do was give one small push and the castle would come crumbling down, like a chain reaction when you knocked a single domino down, but not this time.

“just grab my hand and don’t ever drop it, my love.” you had replied back with a smirk, your fingers lacing with hers. you could feel the exhilarating thrill of being on the run, they were the hunters and you were the foxes, and you’d run.

cause she knew places that you both could hide from their prying eyes, watch them gamble on how long you’d both last like a game at the casino of her own teahouse, treat you both as nothing less than people with their own lives who deserved love.

you’d let them chase their tails trying to hunt the two of you down to get a scoop into your life, have the two of you be the face of every gossip headline and news outline, whispered from ear to ear of every citizen of liyue.

you’d let them take their shots but you were both bulletproof and yelan knew for you, it would always be her. in the dead of night, her eyes were so blue and you knew for her, it would always be you.

who cares what other people had to say about the both of you, what mattered was that you both knew what the other meant.

cause you both knew places that you could hide from them, places that you would be found, places that you both could just be yourselves, places were you could love each without a care for the burning world in the background.

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harmonysanreads · 2 years

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@genshinwomenarehot requested a tangled au with yandere!ningguang who acts like a mother gothel figure to darling but my dumbass accidentally deleted it while answering 😭 I'M SO SORRY AAAAAAAA hope this can compensate<3333

Gosh...imagine the GASLIGHTING.

I'd like to imagine darling as a sort of ‘lucky charm’ to Ningguang, by whose presence Ningguang's wealth flourishes — or at least, that's what she tells herself whenever her ruby gaze glides over your being. And she doesn't hesitate to shower you in the same opulence, too. You've always wanted to try this dish/dessert? Expect a whole banquet for dinner. You've wanted to try your hand at this craft? You'll find the finest materials to get started before you in minutes. You like books? Well, now you own a library. You're feeling lonely? You could've just said you wanted her to take a day-off and pay attention to you.

You've been so smothered by her benevolence that you're blissfully unaware of your predicament. The only times when this delicate saccharine dream seems to crack is when you bring up the outside world.

Even before being offered to Ningguang, you've had scarce chances for the sunlight to properly graze your skin. You did not think of it for much either and eventually, the space outside her abode seemed to spark detest within you. Therefore, the thoughts almost never occurred—after all, why should you when Ningguang says no? She has seen the worst of this world, only she is aware of the dangers lurking in every corner, she knows best. So you remained content and stayed put, much like the porcelain dolls decorating a corner of your bedroom.

But can you be blamed though? When the scenes narrated in the fantasy novels appear so glimmering, when a foreign delicacy appeases your taste buds and you'd wonder how the place it came from is like, how the people are like — so unlike what Ningguang tells you. Is the budding curiosity really as vacuous as she dismisses it as? Or is the fraction of suspicion taking root inside your soul, suspicion that your saviour, without-who-you-would-die is, perhaps lying — really just paranoia borne from lack of sleep?

With time, this skepticism extends its roots and perchance an outside force also gets involved, it'd be safe to say you would break free from these chains. But there's a catch ; you can break all the chains she craftily wrapped you in and hope for a better future — but how far do you think you can go with that ultimate shackle she has you trapped in? After all, when Lady Ningguang has her eyes on a treasure, its fate and rightful place is already determined, in her possession.

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vmp3ater · 25 days

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now imagine punishing Yelan for how bratty she was during the gambling. Going with her away from people and pumping two or even three fingers into her cunt.. ^3^

sub yelan x dom gn reader

dragging yelan to somewhere hidden after she was acting out again. you’ve got her pinned up against the wall and squirming, pumping your two fingers inside her. it’s gotten her moaning and whining but its not enough. she needs more.

she’s been a brat towards you during gambling so it’s only fair she gets punished for it—and it seems she’s taking her punishment well but she needs more than just your fingers. but you don’t listen, only speeding them up inside of her while her neglected clit throbs in need but you ignore that too :(

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june-again · 11 months

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LIYUE: # when you tell them you see them as a "main character." (2/4)

content: voiceline style responses. ~500w.

__baizhu ㅤ “you only say that because of how much medicine you get from me. why, you must see me more often than your own reflection.”

__beidou ㅤ“haha, that’s a silly thing to say. what are you trying to get across? if you mean that you think i’m the awesomest captain you’ve ever met, thank you very much, and of course you’re right. oh, you sayin’ this ‘cause of my eyepatch? i’ve told you that story, right? well, might as well…”

__chongyun ㅤ“an exorcist who is the main character should have more adventures than i, don't you think?”

__ganyu ㅤ“o-oh! that’s a bit strange of you to say, don’t you think? shouldn’t a main character be able to… fit in?”

__hu tao ㅤ“hmm, you think so? hehe, i think i have more to do with the ends of stories than the plots of them, but thanks a bunch anyways.”

__keqing ㅤ“i think you would be surprised to find out how many other skeptics there are in liyue. it is not, nor should it be, the exception for humanity to take control of their own fates.”

__ningguang ㅤ“i think the story of which i was the protagonist has seen its run. i now have what i desire, so there is not much plot left for me to struggle through. then again, who knows what the future holds.”

__qiqi ㅤ“main… character? what makes you see qiqi as… that? is it because of… of qiqi's appearance?”

__shenhe ㅤ“what do you mean? like, in a storybook? i haven’t read many books, though master has told me stories of ages past.”

__tartaglia ㅤ“you think so too? yes, i do have quite the compelling story, don’t i, comrade?”

__xiangling ㅤ“the dish was that good, huh? i knew the chilies would be a good touch! i’ll make it even better next time, just you wait. haha, what kind of cooking story is it, anyways?”

__xiao ㅤ“my story is not one that is encouraging to hear. some things i shall never speak of, and yet you still want to call me a main character?”

__xingqiu ㅤ“haven’t you read enough books to know that we all have stories in which we are important?”

__xinyan ㅤ“well, i’ll be damned if you didn’t say that after hearin’ me rock out. thanks a ton!”

__yanfei ㅤ“what kind of main character? i hope i’m not a disappointing one. i forget certain laws sometimes, so it’s no good trying to call me a hero. is it the effort that counts?”

__yaoyao ㅤ“you’ll include yuegui in that, right? he’s so much more than a sidekick!”

__yelan ㅤ“how… interesting. what is it about me, i wonder, that exudes that energy. care to elaborate, hm?”

__yun jin ㅤ“i am someone who tells other stories, not my own. are you suggesting i write an opera about myself…? no—no, i couldn’t. it is not my place nor my gift.”

__zhongli ㅤ“i have witnessed far more stories than i have lived. i am but a mere funeral parlour consultant. surely there are more people for you to view as main characters. but i appreciate your gesture of kindness in saying such a thing, and i hope you know your own importance in many stories. yes, you are quite important, even in my own.”

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ENCHANTED TO MEET YOU ☆

INFO: 941 words, yelan x gn!reader SYNOPSIS: you, the golden knight of the Qixing, take a deadly dance with temptation which leaves you with memories of gold AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this fluff? angst? something? at 12am while listening to enchanted by taylor swift its a little short, rushed and choppy but for my first post its definitely a start 😍

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

You made a sacred vow. Kneeled with your sword beneath the great moonlit tree and spoke the holy words. Watched the wispy threads of gold bind your hand to your blade then disappear in a whisper, leaving a heaviness in your heart, sword heavier in your hand.

When you rose, you rose with purpose. Duty bound for life, only reprieve in death.

You were so sure, so certain that this was your path. Your birthright – the one beacon of hope left in the bleak night.

But it wasn’t supposed to be like this. Clearly, the gods had other plans.

An early Autumn chill swept through the ballroom’s grand balcony, gauzy white curtains swaying in the breeze. Scarce sunlight drifted through the willows in the courtyard, casting an intricate mosaic of shadow across the marbled floors.

The ballroom was garnished with tables flecked with gold and marble, laden with delicacies and sparkling wine. The music swelled and waned, dancers following the ebb and flow of music in an unending reverie. But it wasn’t the flurry of skirts and masked faces in the centre of the room that caught your attention.

Among the throng of partygoers, one stood out, a mouth of painted carnation and dress of the clearest cerulean blue.

Wandering, sly, turquoise eyes met your own through a silver mask engraved and adorned with valley orchids.

“More wine.” The Queen holds out her golden chalice as a servant stumbles to refill her cup, obstructing your sight.

As the servant leaves, your gaze wanders to find the lady with the orchid mask, only to find the white curtains, whispering in the breeze where she once stood. The Queen idly swirls her wine around in its cup, observing the activity beneath her ostentatious throne of gold.

“You.”

You turn toward the Queen whose eyes, golden as the ballroom around, focus on you.

“You’re dismissed for today. Go enjoy the festival.” Her chin barely dips as she acknowledges you, though the red tassel pendant resting on her forehead sways like a pendulum.

You bow your head, backing away from the throne and descending the steps. Your ceremonial armour weighs your steps down – elaborate detailing the finest of the seven kingdoms, but utterly useless in a fight.

The celebration absently parts for you. You with your cloak woven with gold, twinkling in the scarce sunlight, and the silk flower buds woven into your hair in a crown formation.

The picture of everything regal and chivalrous. The Qixing’s golden knight.

The cacophony of the ballroom, as if suddenly muffled, disappeared behind the great, gold edged door, and all was quiet.

The final rays of sunlight flood the hallways, filtering through the windows and illuminating the white marble floor. And sitting on a windowsill, orchid mask hanging loosely from her grasp, the turquoise eyed woman.

Her cerulean gown glows in the light, revealing a hidden labyrinth of embroidery which climbs up the skirts of the gown like the trickle of a waterfall. A white, fur lined jacket is thrown over her shoulders casually – carelessly – and her gaze shifts from the horizon toward you.

A coy smile. Her gloved hands finger the designs on her mask.

You stand frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

Impossibly, it seems, she’s more captivating without her mask on. A conduit for the light, emblazoned by the sun.

“You.” She finally says, amused.

You step down the hallway, into the light. “You.”

“An honour to finally meet the Qixing’s golden knight.” She stands. Steps towards you.

“The honour is mine, Lady…”

“Yelan.”

“... Lady Yelan.” You take her outstretched hand and bring it to your lips, brushing her knuckles with a ghost of a kiss. Yet your touch lingers on her hand long afterward, and she doesn’t pry you away.

And so begins your dance with temptation. Sin.

Although your vows hang heavy over your head like a guillotine, Yelan is the high you’ve been chasing your entire life. Her sharp wit and cunning has you in a chokehold, her captivating gaze has you mesmerised.

Like a fool, you fall for her ministrations. But, like a fool, you let yourself.

And for a while, you think it’s love.

Yet you’d learnt the hard way that good things never last. In all, there must be balance. The scales must always be balanced.

When she grows tired of your biting replies and shining sword of gold, she withdraws. Like a crow drawn to a shimmer, she was drawn to you.

But even you – the Qixing’s golden night, have a flame that can be as easily extinguished as it can be ignited.

So when she grew tired of your golden flame, she found another. Another that happened to reside in a continent seas away. From hearth to hearth, she would travel, insatiable as she was. You were all but another pawn in her never ending game.

Even though good things may never last, you’ll always look upon the whirlwind that was her with such fondness. For she fuelled your flame, taught you to nurture it.

You now palm the note she gave you on your first night – after hours of being twisted in bedsheets and in each other – and your heart aches at the loss, but your mind knows there’s nothing left for either of you.

The nights spent together, the hours shared basking in the sun, getting drunk on the finest wine, gorging on the finest delicacies of Liyue. They’d shine like gold through your memories.

Like you’d done a million times over, your fingers trace over the swirls of ink.

‘Enchanted to meet you, my Lady.’

written by @atlaswav , published 20th of August, 2023.

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