do you think i can fly?
xiao x gn!reader
genre angst warnings implied s//cide
a childish question, if only he had noticed sooner..
your hands traced the shapes of the clouds, fingertips nearly grazing the sky above the two of you. a cold breeze blew, beads of rainwater framing your face as the grass beneath whistled. “xiao.. do you think i can fly?” he looked at you confusedly, not understanding your question. you shook his arm eagerly, “..like how gliders work, what if one day, we won’t need them anymore — because we find out we can fly without them!” he sighed at your childishness, tucking strands of hair behind your ear. “refrain from asking me such silly questions.” you giggled at his stiff reply,
“but.. what if i really want to?”
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another night, another week spent alone. you could hear the sound of a pin drop in the room the two of you shared together. xiao was busy, you knew. on nights like these, he would stay for a split moment and leave, silently disappearing into the darkness. “xiao..” at the call of his name, he would appear in front of you before hurriedly asking you what you needed. you looked at him weakly, “do you think.. i can fly?” he scoffed, dropping his weapon. he harshly raised his voice, “don’t call my name for your childish pleasure.” and with that, he teleported away, again.
a tired voice lulled the melancholic atmosphere in the dark room, “xiao,” he could hear your call loud and clear, but refused to show up this time. “..i’m really tired of this.”
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he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, understand your obsession with being up in the air, in the clouds. he firmly told you that you belonged on the ground, on your two feet, with him. but perhaps.. you didn’t belong with him. that’s why you left, isn’t it? he thought to himself, the soft pitter patter of rainfall beneath his feet.
the dirt soiled his boots, his hair damped and clothes drenched from the rain, but he couldn’t care less.
as his hands traced the clouds that loomed over teyvat, his fingers nearly grazing the thunderstorm above the desolate graveyard. a chilly wind blew, droplets of water staining his porcelain skin along with his tears. “yes.. you can.”
if only he had noticed sooner.
OKAY so I imagine you and Xiao just laying in bed because Xiao FINALLY admitted to himself that yes, he likes being held by you. So you guys are just laying there facing eachother and talking quietly, when you suddenly lean forward and press a kiss to his forehead.. Xiao’s breath hitches, it seems that, no matter how many times you’ve done this, it still makes him feel oh so special.
His cheeks turn a lovely shade of red- a sight you’ve seen, many, many times. But he seems even more flustered this time however, judging by the way he burries his face in your chest. You smile fondly at him, but your smile falters as he mumbles something in your chest, something that you couldn’t quite catch. You gently ask him what he said, and Xiao nearly whimpers. Now you’re REALLY confused bc what the fuck Xiao…
He slightly lifts his head, not enough for you to see his face, but just enough for you to actually understand what he’s saying. “I… I love you…” he mumbles out, that’s the very first time you’ve ever heard him say that, so PLEASE be nice to him and don’t say “I love you more” 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
After you said your ‘I love you’ back, Xiao lets out a sigh of relief and visibly relaxes.. you pull him closer to you and softly pet his head…. hnngngngn soft cuddles w Xiao…
Pairing: xiao, ganyu, yanfei, venti x reader (separate)
Prompt: realising they’re in love
Genre: fluff
Reader: GN they/them
He starts worrying about you more than he should and he tends to care more
The man is scared. He’s completely terrified. Every time you’re out of his sight he’s so worried. What if you get hurt? Or worse… die! But then he would stop himself. Why is he worrying himself over some mortal that he could easily replace?
Well that’s the problem.
He couldn’t easily replace you
He tried to get these thoughts out of his mind, he occupied himself with other things but then he found himself slipping
He was demons sloppily and making simple mistakes. His mind was just else where.
You invaded his brain like a parasite
Eventually he just gave in and accepted that he cared for your well-being
He just hopes that you’ll call for him when you need help.
She becomes more forgetful and gets flustered very easily
Ganyu and you are friends. Very good friends indeed
So when you two eat together she wonders why she’s so nervous to order
She wants you to see her in a positive matter so she would try to order as little as possible
But then you point it out she becomes even more embarrassed she has to excuse herself to stay in the bathroom for a good Half hour to regain herself
She also starts to forget little things like maybe wear an accessory that she normally does
Or maybe she forgets someone’s name for a minute or 2
Yet she can remember your top 5 favourite colours
She does eventually come to the realisation that she’s inlove with you (with some help)
She just hopes this will help her to stop messing up
Finds herself talking about you a lot more and wanting to be with you more often
Yanfei beings to hate overtime
She hates postponing your plans with her, or even if you two don’t have plans she’ll still be mad that she hasn’t had the chance to see you all day because of work
She wants to be hanging out with you as much as possible, even if you’re just sitting there listening to her ramble
Speaking of rambling, she started talking about you a lot more.
It might be just a reference about you to one of her clients or hours long rants about you to madam ping
Madam ping is what made yanfei come to the conclusion that she was in love with you
“Ah young love. If only I could feel that again.”
She said while shaking her head at yanfei
Which caused a loud gasp from the lawyer
boy was madam ping gonna hear your name a lot in the next few hours
He becomes more considerate and writes his songs about you
Everyone is well acquainted with a young bard in love
They hear songs about it all the time, so venti was no different
His songs about a mysterious person with h/c and e/c (everyone knew who it was about)
He also starts to think about what you would say if he kept going to the bar over and over again, so he tries to cut his visits
Honestly the man will want to impress you with everything his has if that he songs, his improvements to himself or using his wind to do cool things
The bard was truely in love he just hope nothing would go wrong in his efforts to court her
Characters: Jean, Childe, Keqing, Albedo, Diluc, Xiao
Diluc:
Whatever way he finds out he’s very upset; he trusted you, he fell in love with you yet now he finds out you’re with the enemy? He’s fearing that everything that’s happened between the two of you was a lie, that you just used him until you got what you needed. His brain is just in a storm of thoughts
He wants to believe that you’re good at heart, that all of this was because you didn’t have much of a choice. He’s going to ask questions, but more importantly he will offer you a way out: abandon the Fatui and just live with him he will vow to protect you and even find a safe area to work if employment was a concern of yours
If you accept his offer he’s glad that he didn’t have to lose you, he loves you too much and it’d be just too sad for him to have to cut ties with you especially since you’re the first one he’s felt such strong feelings for
But if you refused and you made it clear that you willingly joined the Fatui, he’s absolutely heartbroken. He’d probably start crying out of how painful the reality of the situation was and try to beg you to leave and stay with him. He does not have the heart to even consider having to fight you, he didn’t want to harm you yet here you were showing a completely different side to you that not even he caught onto
Xiao:
He is enraged at the new information when he finds out. He curses himself for being so blind and having trusted you as much as he did. How could he be calm about this; you played a hand in the fall of the archon he served under, the archon that saved him from his horrible past and gave him a new purpose in life. How could he ever forgive you for such a betrayal
Though he refuses to bloody his hands with those of mortal blood, he will lash out and attack you. His heart hurts as how could he let this happen, he loved you yet was this the world’s way of punishing him for his past he could only wonder
If you plea to him to listen to your explanation he’s conflicted; you were either telling the truth or you were lying to just buy yourself some time… But he stopped and kept a safe distance from you as though you hurt his trust in his heart he still very much loves you so if there was a glimmer of hope that you can be saved he would be willing to listen to judge for himself. His expression softens when learning that you essentially got forced and trapped into working in the Fatui and at that point he is willing to keep you with him which mainly consisted of you living at the Wangshu Inn with him
However if you confirm that you’re in the Fatui of your own choosing he’s hurt, but he’s already withdrawing his own emotions so it didn’t get in the way of his duties. You’re no longer the mortal he fell in love with, you were just another mortal trying to use him for your personal gain. He’ll warn you to never to return and that you are no longer permitted to call out his name because from that moment on you were enemies
Albedo:
Deep down he didn’t want to accept the possible fact you were potentially bad. There were small things you did or said that made him slightly skeptical of you yet he overlooked them because he was in love with you, there was something that always made him so curious and so fascinated with you. You never judged him, you were patient with him, as you even put yourself at risk with plenty of his experiments
Of course this conversation was in the privacy of his lab in Dragonspine, surely there was no need to have a big scene be made especially when he wanted to simply hear what you had to say for yourself. He’s very composed and calm for someone who’s feeling this pain in his chest at the fact that you’ve kept this from him for so long
If you were truly innocent it saddens him to hear how you were stuck paying off a debt that wasn’t even your own and that was the only reason why you were stuck in the predicament that you’re in. Surely there had to be some way to hide you from the Fatui right? Maybe not up there in Dragonspine since there were already so many of the agents scouting the mountains, but maybe he could ask Jean if you could stay with him; however, that then led to another possible problem. If he tried to explain the details the fact that you were associated with the Fatui, Jean might just want to arrest you for interrogation which he might have to simply keep that knowledge to himself for the sake of your safety
But at any time you're telling your story he will call you out on something if he feels you weren’t being truthful. Hearing that you were a third generation agent he came to understand that it was initially a family legacy to uphold; rather unfortunate but oddly enough he still didn’t look down on you for that. Of course he’s unsure of what to do as things are surely to be complicated now, but how could he come to really see you as the enemy when he loves you
Regardless of the case, he will continue to stay with you; however, he’ll take a few precautions to insure his own safety. He won’t be sharing details of things he’s working on, no more asking to help with experiments (unless they’re just something mundane and nothing too serious), but other than that he just can only hope that you will continue to be truthful from there forth
Childe:
You are his favorite and it’s very obvious to everyone in the Fatui. You are just about the only exception out of all the agents that he will go a little bit easy on when it comes to missions not going accordingly. He love you to bits and surely made sure that you knew he was serious about your twos relationship
You are not allowed to go on missions with the other Harbingers, Childe is very keen on having you accompany him and only him on missions. He also personally sees to your training because he sees the potential in you and it just seemed like the other agents who are in charge of training don’t seem to up to the level that best benefited you
You get spoiled a lot, he also makes sure to always praise you after any mission or task you do: you had a minor task to go collect a debt? Childe will tell you a job beautifully done. You were away on a big mission that had to do with looking for evidence of the whereabouts of another archon? He’ll tell you how proud he is and how much he loves you. He will make a request the Tsaritsa to bestow a delusion onto you; cuz surely if one of her Harbingers is speaking so highly of someone truly they are worthy of her gift
There was already so much to love about you already but ever since he found out how good you were with his siblings he knew that you were the one for him. He can trust you to look after his siblings to keep them safe since they already know that you are his significant other (but of course have no clue either of you work in the fatui). You two are in Liyue and Teucer suddenly appears out of nowhere: you’re already prepared to take care of and look after the younger brother. Childe just loves how good you are with him and it shows how much Teucer likes you too. Childe only wish that he could marry you the next day (something he says often to you)
Jean:
Needless to say she was distraught when she stumbled upon you speaking in a hushed tone with La Signora in the dead of night in an alleyway during her patrol. She didn’t know what to think but of course she wanted to confront you yet she’d stay hidden and wait till you were alone which didn’t help her spiraling thoughts wondering if you had been with the enemy this whole time and what the two of you had was just pretend to you
The moment the coast is clear Jean will come out of hiding and stand tall with her arms over her chest though the expression on her face does not match the rest of her body language. She knows she should keep this professional without getting her emotions involved, but how could she not when it was you; you were her lover so naturally she can’t help it
You knew you were in trouble as you could have hightailed it the other way, but you knew it would only make matters worse though also even if you had run now you’d have to face her eventually so what was the point. You answered whatever question she asked you; Though Jean did have a slightly difficult time being able to tell when certain replies you gave were possibly a lie. It pains her to have to consider breaking up because she did love you yet how could she love someone that could pose a great threat to her home that she’s sworn to protect; would probably have you put into custody for a while just to fully ensure that you weren’t just a spy or scheming behind the knights of favonius’ back
You of all people did Jean not expect to have such a high standing in the Fatui; you weren’t just some agent to be stationed there, you were a younger sibling of one of the harbingers overseeing everything the agents did. It made everything all the more painful for Jean as she thought she finally found someone who understood her and loved her despite her business along with her flaws, but she started to doubt your relationship. She’d have to take you in for further questioning to see what information you’ve leaked out, but when you made a run for it Jean knew she should chase after you yet… She let you escape, she didn’t want you getting hurt as for this one time will she let you do so; however, if you two crossed paths again unfortunately you’d give her no other choice but to warrant your arrest
Keqing:
She’s surprised at the fact that you’re associated with the Fatui, but of course she’s going to act as if it doesn’t bother her or hurt her in the slightest (though we all know just how badly she’s hurting on the inside). She knew it was too good to be true that you so happened to share the same ideologies and that you got along so beautifully.
She has put so much trust in you that she’s brought you up to the Jade Chamber with her to have peaceful tea time dates a couple of times before its destruction. Yet you made her look like a fool, as even if you never intended to hurt her or betray her, Keqing takes it very personally even if her love for you runs deep
Regardless whether or not you were good of heart that was trapped serving the Fatui or truly was lying about everything and using her that whole time she will coldly cut you off. She’s putting on her tough act saying how she simply cannot love a traitor that has put liyue in harm's way
It’s not until she’s alone or possibly just with Ganyu that Keqing breaks down into tears sobbing over her heartbreak. Nothing hurt more than letting you go, how she wanted to give you that second chance, but she couldn’t let love cloud her judgement, as maybe one day in the future you two could be together, but for now she’d need time to heal though she probably never really gets over you
warnings // none!
summary // trends are fun, and it’s funny to see how your lover reacts to your silly antics.
featuring // aether, kaeya, razor, xingqui, bennett, chongyun, diluc, venti, childe, zhongli, albedo, xiao, kazuha, tohma, scaramouche, gorou, itto, ayato, dainleif
requested by // anonymous
Hii may I request how the genshin boys would react to their s/o doing the “please don’t be in love with someone else” TikTok trend? Let’s just pretend teyvat has titkok hehe. Feel free to ignore this if it’s too much <33
notes // helloooo i hope you don’t mind the format i decided to use for this and i did the more happy / funny kind of reaction to it? i tried to include as many of them as i could! if you want the more angsty version, i’d be down to make it too! anyway, for my non-tiktok peeps, here is context, i just borrowed a random video, and keep in mind that there are versions where they turn on the shower and wear like fancy clothes for dramatic effect :) sadly the video i had in mind is buried under too many favorited vids ehe
i tried including as many as i could! itto characterization is still unsteady since i just borrowed it from leaked lines from tiktok THAT I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE ARE REAL 😭
masterlists // genshin impact + tokyo revengers + haikyuu
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as the world comes crashing down.
genshin boys x gn!reader [ ALBEDO DILUC VENTI XIAO KAZUHA ]
genre angst.
story the world is ending, doomsday is here.
ALBEDO has never been the talkative type. social interactions and idle chitchat have never held a candle to his heart’s desire — the dream to accquire limitless knowledge left behind by scholars of the past. so when the last star in the sky finally explodes, he hugs you close in an embrace. he has remorse and regret for never being able to confess his heart to you, as his heart was not that of a human, but a mere experiment. in his mind, you should deserve to be with someone real — someone capable of loving, feeling and touching. it is all he wishes for. but in the last moments of oxygen, he allows himself to be selfish. as the world comes crashing down, albedo finally feels the humans’ selfish desire — love.
DILUC is but a mystery to the people of monstadt. most are not aware of why he had retreated into his own world, becoming more secretive and reserved. under that cold facade is a soul that has sworn to protect his city and people, mercilessly vanquishing all who dare threaten the peaceful paradies that is monstadt. to others, diluc is the epitome of perfection — successful, wealthy and strong. diluc has reached all the traditional markers of being successful. but to him, he has not yet even so glanced at the true success of life. diluc looks at you in bittersweet nonchalance. his heart falters in guilt as he realises, he has found success in you. ‘success’ is a debatable topic, most view it as getting wealthy or having fame. but to the few that have experienced the cruel realities — success is happiness. diluc finds his happiness in you. so as the world comes crashing down, a feeling of accomplishment laces his heart as he caresses your face for one last time.
VENTI is one to live blissful ignorance. under a carefree, playful persona, he is absent. he is absent to the city he was supposed to protect and look after, he is absent to his title as an archon, and he is absent to himself — the form he takes of a youthful young man is not his to wear, the title of an ‘archon’ is not his to bear, and his sadness is not his to tear. instead, it should’ve been his late friend to wear the appearance of a young bard, to dawn the title of the ‘saviour who ended a reign of evil’ and the happiness to cheer. venti has nothing, he is nothing. all he has left are the memories of him and his dearest companion. but, as the tides flow in and the winds change current, those too are close to being lost in his inner battle with himself. venti has seen it all, the destruction of khaen’riah, the corruption of old monstadt and the defeat of dvalin — but as he strums his lyre to you, witnessing the end of another world, he sees worth in himself. centuries had passed with him being blinded by a coat of grief, but in this moment, next to you, he sees that he has something. something to cherish, love and keep. and that ‘something’, was you. as the world comes crashing down, venti is glad that someone cherishes him, loves him and wants to keep him, too.
XIAO lets it all out — all the words and worries he has been bottling up for the past millennium all out. xiao is a silent watcher, he is reserved and barely speaks when unneeded. there is a reason of this, he is afraid. xiao is afraid that he might say something wrong or hurtful, as many have expressed to him before. nothing good ever came out of his mouth, or so he thought. for eons, he has been alone. he was always alone when trekking the roads and mountains of liyue, alone when watching the sun set as a new dawn emerges, and alone when he is fighting back the evil karma. with that, none have been there with him — for him. but he finds his solace in you. xiao is not yet ready to really speak his mind and tell you how much he adores you, as his mind tells him that you’ll leave one day, forgetting all the love he had allowed himself to give. but, with your guidance, he is slowly getting used to talking about his day, talking about his feelings and his concerns. it is in your embrace that he tries to become a better person — for you. as the walls cave in and the screams of help silence, it is in your touch he finds it safe enough to let it all out. as the world comes crashing down, he whispers bittersweetly, “i love you.”
KAZUHA looks at you in awe. he takes these last few moments to appreciate you — his light, life and love. with his explorative hands and curious gaze, he has wandered throughout teyvat whilst holding the hand he so adored. as he played the silent call of the winds to you, as he charmed you with his words, as he sheltered you from the rain with his arms, as he journeyed through everything with you — he loves you. in his darkest times, when the relentless thrashing of waves would overtake and drown him, a hand would reach out to pull him into a soft daydream. although he has travelled only a corner of the universe, as the world comes crashing down, he looks at you and thinks that his life had taken the turn for the best.
mmffff next fic will be fluff 🙏🏻
(me when i lie ^)
genshin boys as break up tropes
character/s: albedo, childe, diluc, kaedehara kazuha, gorou, scaramouche, thoma, xiao
albedo: the “i left because the longer i stayed, the less i loved myself” trope, because you were tired of always feeling like the way he looked over at you had grown into a sense of repulsion rather than love.
childe: the “i know what’s good for me and i knew it wasn’t you” trope, because even as he flees the scene with a cruel smirk and leaves you to take the fall on the moist dirt with blood on your hands — in the distant gleam of flashing red lights and faint shouts echoing in the tranquil woods…you still think he’s a good person.
diluc: the “i love the memories more than i love you” trope, because at some point, the both of you had realized you only dragged the relationship on, with the basis that the person in front of you was the still the same one you swore you remembered in your head.
kazuha: the “there are some things that you just have to walk away from, no matter how much it hurts” trope, because you hate that you would never bring yourself to love anyone more than the destined wanderer, and he hates that he would never find it in himself to love anyone the same way he loved the you that wished to settle down.
gorou: the “and i waited, and i never complained — because i figured you’d love me” trope, because he finally realized that the biggest mistake wasn’t falling for you, but for thinking that you had fallen for him too.
scaramouche: the “i only got closer to you because i wanted her” trope, because you’ve never realized how much you loved him until it began to hurt when you stood aside and watched the way your lover’s bitter irises softened at her name.
thoma: the “it’s painful to ask someone to stay, when you know they want to leave” trope, because even though he knows you’ve already grown tired of him, he can’t find it in himself to admit the repulsive truth that you just don’t love him like he loves you anymore.
xiao: the “i miss you doesn’t mean i’m coming back, and i love you doesn’t mean i’ll stay” trope, because even as you hear the soft rumble of his familiar voice through your phone that sings you tenderly to sleep on a lonely night — despite you parting your own separate ways months ago and deciding to remain as close friends, you never stopped praying to the gods that it would somehow…still be him at the end of it.
Characters: Zhongli, Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Tartaglia, Kazuha, Xiao, Thoma and gn!reader
Warnings: not proofread, swear words, fluff, that’s all :D
Notes: Always wanted to do this :D Just to share with everyone I’m at a stage where there are so many ideas in my head that it’s on overdrive. Unfortunately, I don’t have a lot of time to execute these ideas so I’m always just thinking about them every day ahhahaha
Other works in this AU:
https://primofate.tumblr.com/post/654696933944852480/genshin-au-series-masterlist
If you want a visual of what their jersey might look like, here’s the art from @simplypotz
Before the game
Just you casually asking “Hey, do you have an extra jersey?”
Him seriously wondering why you’re asking that. “I do, why?”
You hesitate to say it cause it seems a little silly but end up telling him while NOT looking at him. “I was thinking of wearing it to your next game,”
He stops what he’s doing and is picturing the moment in his mind.
You all nice and charming in his number 1 shirt with “Zhongli” written on the back, and it’ll just be YOU wearing it so it’ll stand out so much.
Clears his throat to hide that he’s flustered and hands you his extra jersey without saying a word.
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summary: zhongli, xiao, albedo and childe are in love with you, even if you don’t feel the same.
notes: angst, headcanons, .7k words
Zhongli
This is just another burden for him to bear.
You are the enduring beauty of humanity. When Zhongli sees you, he thinks this is what it has all been for: the millennia of loss, of fallen friends and foes alike, the never ending struggle. When he sees your bright smile as you wander the peaceful land he wrought with his own hands, perhaps it has all been worth it after all.
He is well acquainted with desire after all these years, but it is still an unexpected flower that blooms in your presence. You listen to him attentively, accompany him as he walks around Liyue, sigh as you bring out your wallet when he’s short on Mora.
If he were to kiss you, how would you react? If he were to stroke your cheek, pull you into his arms, tell you that he loves you… Zhongli understands that this is a futile train of thought. There is no room in your life for him beyond your current relationship.
He is a relic of the past. Zhongli has seen too much, lived for too long: the only thing he can hope for is that you will keep him alive in your memories.
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Warning -> fluff, reader suddenly calls them a title they’ve yet to be given ;)
Character X GN Reader | Anthology
Includes: Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Scara, Thoma, Zhongli, Xiao | Beidou, Ganyu, Jean, Ningguang, Sucrose
A-N: this was also a request, funny that I started this WIP a bit ago lol - blame discord shenanigans for this one (we get into some headspaces there often)
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summary ; genshin characters as your prom date <3
feat ; albedo, childe, diluc, eula, kazuha, kaeya, xiao, yoimiya x gn!reader
a/n ; part of bea's (@bumbleklee) teyvat top school writing collab !! :D thank u for organising this hehe, i had a ton of fun writing it !!! <3
also a huge thank u to rei (@test-tube) & especially vie (@yanbub / @ilyquill) & also sunny (@solaaresque) for brainrotting w me abt this on discord :> !!
albedo.
ALBEDO wears a simple white shirt paired with a beige vest which compliments his hair and brings out the icy colour of his eyes, which fill with warmth upon seeing you in your stunning outfit. when you arrive at the venue, he's the date who gets you drinks and makes sure you're comfortable at all times. he takes you dancing, mentioning seriously that he's been looking forward to this and practicing ever since you became his lab partner in chemistry. his gaze meets yours, and suddenly confidence rushes through your veins and leads you to press a gentle kiss against his soft lips. the look of pleasant surprise on his expression makes your later embarrassment entirely worth it.
childe.
CHILDE wasn't even meant to be your date, yet here he is twirling you in the center of the room. as he pulls you into a grand dip, his breath caresses your ear when he murmurs, "they don't know what they're missing." rewind to an hour ago, when you saw your prom date kissing some other girl and almost burst into tears. thankfully, CHILDE, your childhood best friend who's stuck with you all the way into high school was there to comfort you, and he reassured you that your prom night will still be incredibly memorable. for the rest of the night, the two of you shared inside jokes, danced, chatted, and overall had the time of your lives. and if the night ended with you leaving a fleeting kiss on his cheek, maybe it just meant your prom night was a total success, with your formerly unnoticed feelings for CHILDE finally coming to light.
diluc.
DILUC is ready to go all-out for your prom night, he's spent weeks preparing himself to ask you, and when you agreed to be his date he was over the moon. with an endless supply of cash at his disposal, he had nothing to worry about - or so he thought. somehow, he seemed to have taken a leaf out of your junior bennett's book, as every possible thing that could have gone wrong, went wrong. the limousine he rented had a flat tire, wine stained his suit thanks to a clumsy drunk venti, the flowers in the bouquet he brought for you had wilted from the heat... the list went on and on. DILUC was about to give up and declare that the universe simply despised him when you burst into laughter. pulling him closer with his crimson tie that matched his hair, you nuzzle against his cheek, "having fun with you is more important than any of these gifts, silly."
eula.
EULA is dressed stunningly, and even that's the understatement of the century. with the lights flashing and the beat thumping through your blood, you can hardly form the words to invite her to dance after seeing her in an elegant midnight dress which hugs her figure perfectly. however, she seems to have let loose tonight after perhaps one too many drinks, as she smiles and accepts your invitation with only one proclamation of vengeance. but when you intertwine your fingers with her, leading her around the room in a peculiar fusion between a classic waltz and a modern dance, you swear you see pink dusting EULA's cheeks, a fact you're sure is mirrored on yours.
kazuha.
prom night with KAZUHA is barely spent in the large hall the school rented for your grade. after a few minutes wasted dawdling around the drinks table together, he grabs your hand and leads you out into a city with an enigmatic smile. with his hand in yours, you're sure you can conquer anything, and you'd follow him to the ends of the earth, even if it's just for tonight. this ends up with the wildest night you'll possibly ever have, from screaming offkey in karaoke rooms, jumping in puddles with neon lights reflected in their surfaces, reels of photos with silly faces from the two of you, KAZUHA almost getting into a bar fight at 2a.m. to 'defend your honour', lipstick stains on his neck and bruises from harsh kisses on yours. no matter what, at least you know tonight is unforgettable.
kaeya.
KAEYA spends at least a quarter of the time whispering compliments in a sultry tone, his hands roaming down your torso and clasping around your waist in a tight embrace. he can barely wrap his head around how someone as amazing as you agreed to be his prom date, and he'll be damned if he doesn't make the most of it. dressed in matching outfits, the two of you are unquestionably the hottest couple in the room as you sway on the dance floor. KAEYA's eyes never leave yours, though they occasionally dart down to your lips as if he's tempted to be reckless and close the gap between you both. surprisingly, you're the one who grows tired of this little tête-à-tête first, and you smash your lips against his, hands tugging on his cobalt hair. when he pulls apart, he's breathless, but he leans his forehead against yours with an overjoyed smile before stealing your breath once more.
xiao.
XIAO is incredibly awkward in the crowded room, and it's after two minutes of total silence, that he gains the confidence to pull you outside into the corridor. here, the surroundings are peaceful and quiet, not to mention secluded, as no one else deigns to exit the room. the privacy of the room prompts you to start a game of truth or dare, which starts wholesome in a slow dance around the area, but somehow ends up with XIAO shirtless, his white dress shirt discarded to the floor. no longer able to focus on the game, your eyes rove over the green tattoo snaking around his arms, and the tensed muscles of his toned chest. thankfully, the two of you lean forward at the same time, meeting in a wonderfully heated kiss that leaves sparks flying between both of you, your hands gripping onto his shoulders tightly as if you're scared he'll disappear. maybe XIAO fears the same of you, for he keeps one arm securely around your waist and the other tangled in your hair as he tastes your lips once more, and he swears there's nothing sweeter in the world.
yoimiya.
YOIMIYA asked you out to prom in a marvellous display of fireworks which illuminated the night sky outside your home, though nothing could compare to the brightness of her smile as she awaited your reply. after a showcase like that, who could say no? and right now, as you gaze at your date, you think to yourself that she actually looks like a firework herself, as her dress is decorated in blazing pops of vibrant colours - it suits her to a t. when YOIMIYA turns to you with an enthusiastic beam, querying what you'd like to do first, you find yourself mimicking her expression as a smile curves your lips too, "whatever you like, darling."
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first long post in ages HJWADKJSJKD,,, this is quite a random roster of characters but i just went w the ones i felt like writing for w this prompt :skull:
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loading...albedo x gn reader, venti x gn reader, xiao x gn reader
summary: they turned into catboys lol (headcanons)
warnings: nil
(enjoy your meal <3 also xiao has a lot of my comments bc i'm biased lol)
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◇ Albedo was nekofied because of a failed experiment
◇ He is very curious about this! Is eager to test his new capabilities, especially when he realises his senses are enhanced. So much so that he is cooped up in his lab for days doing various tests before actually creating a cure,,
◇ If you express interest in his condition, Albedo would allow you to help him with his experiments
◇ Catbedo is so cute- when something catches his interest, his eyes dilate when he is thinking, his tail swishes from side to side aAAAAA
◇ Klee would bomb more fish to give to her big bro so you and Albedo have to step in to stop her lest Jean comes after you
◇ Klee is also interested in catbedo! Will ask Albedo to crouch down so she can pet his head then run off immediately to bomb some stuff, yknow usual kid stuff lol she also draws a lot of catbedo :3
◇ Albedo is not a people purson that’s an mistype but I’m keeping it in so he would dislike the extra attention when he goes out in public :( tries his best to ignore it though and sighs/groans when someone points out his cat features
◇ If it gets too annoying, he would wear his hood over his head more often or ask you to gather supplies for him (hopefully the former bc Albedo with his hood on is so hot-)
◇ I think once he realises that you may get flustered by his new look, he will absolutely tease you about it like the smug piece of chalk he is <3 He will jokingly end all of his sentences with “meow” (or incorperate it into his speech) for a while when you two are alone
◇ KDHSJSJS When you deny his request for something, he rubs his cheek against yours and pouts just because he decides he wants to be a piece of shit <3 he’s so mean 🙄 i love him 😫
◇ Once he reverts, he will definitely try to recreate the potion and try to convince you to drink it so you can ✨experience it✨
◇ For the sake of his sanity, let’s say Venti's allergy poofed when he turned into a cat
◇ Obviously his first move is to go to Cat’s Tail to splurge on wine since now he doesn’t have to worry about all the cats (you’re paying of course <3)
◇ He fits right in! The cats are drawn to his ears and songs
◇ Absolutely lets you pet his ears and will act more cutesy to gain your attention (would even meow for you because he is a simp)
◇ If you thought Venti was clingy before, he’s way, way, waaaaaaaaaay more affectionate now
◇ Venti would break stuff if you don’t pay attention to him, even demanding for wine and food more and would break stuff if you didn’t give it to him (ooc but we're making the excuse that it's because of his cat instincts okay? okay)
◇ cats are such brats smh
◇ Venti overly concerned about returning to his original form because now at least his allergy is gone
◇ 50/50 chance that you would be the one begging to change him back because he’s EXTRA whiny in this form
◇ When he actually shuts up, Venti is content with burying his head into your chest/lap while you play with his ears and tail
◇ Savour that moment because he may start meowing randomly at 2am later <3
◇ XIAO MY MEOW MEOW MY EVERYTHING THE ORIGINAL CATBOY
◇ Xiao is confused and super embarrassed because one: he’s a cat, cat = cute but cute ≠ him! (that's what he thinks but we all know he's wrong 🙄)
◇ Two: You look so interested in his new features and so eager to touch them! He is not used to the physical affection and the attention is a bit overwhelming for him
◇ But Xiao would let you touch his ears and tail in private, ONLY in private though
◇ Xiao loathes being seen in public especially with his new features so once he is down exterminating demons, he immediately teleports in fear of someone spotting him OMG IMAGINE HIM GOING LAMENT 👹 DISAPPEAR 👹 WITH CAT EARS LMAO
◇ Xiao is the most eager to find a way to revert his condition even though he will miss your look of adoration and excitement which means you two will have to look for Zhongli, much to Xiao’s initial harsh refusal and further embarrassment
◇ Xiao unconsciously hisses when he sees something he doesn’t like along with other catlike traits
◇ LIKE HE PURRS WHEN HE SLEEPS FDSKSGSKSSKSH
◇ Xiao subconsciously gets jealous when you pay attention to the cat at Wangshu Inn more than him, especially if he can smell its scent on you so he will proceed to be more affectionate towards you to “mark” you with his scent
◇ Thankfully for him, Xiao is able to revert to his normal self thanks to Zhongli's help (but he's still our catboy even without his ears and tail <3)
characters; Xiao, Gorou, Albedo, Eula, Ganyu, Ei
part one |
Xiao
He keeps telling himself that as an adeptus, he shouldn't show any type of weakness towards you, since he wants to be reliable and dependable in your eyes. He doesn't want you treating his wounds like he's as brittle as pristine glass. But seeing the genuine care in your eyes as you slowly lift his chin, shuts him up completely. "Just leave this to me, okay?" He nods obediently, closing his eyes as his pain gets drowned out by his loud, thudding heart.
Gorou
You might view that petting his head is a light-hearted action, but each time you ruffle his hair heartily with that smile of yours, he can't think of anything else besides what he's seeing. Seeing you laugh at the way his ears twitch and slowly burn red gets him back into reality. He gently pushes your hand away, coughing into his other palm with rosy cheeks. "Please stop it." He leaves the scene quickly, but his wagging tail tells you that he didn't mean what he said at all.
Albedo
The cool, calm and collected air that surrounds him tends to make people around him quite shy, so when his lover gets quite assertive, by either initiating kisses on his hand/neck, or pinning him onto a wall jokingly causes his brain to temporarily short circuit. He doesn't know to react properly, but he's quite intrigued on why you suddenly seem way more attractive than normal. And why is his heart beating faster?
Eula
"Quit staring." She scoffs, making her way to you in quick strides, but you laugh at her words. "Is it so wrong to admire such a beautiful being?" As soon as her ears received your response, she nearly tripped on her heels, but she quickly catches herself gracefully by taking your shoulders. When you ask her what's wrong, she glares right into your eyes, her orbs glimming with determination. "I will exact vengeance upon you by staring harder!"
Ganyu
Simply reassurance. The happiness she feels is no joke when you tell her that it's alright to eat qingxins when you're on dates, not wanting for her to feel uncomfortable about the food you bought. She clutches the basket of qingxins you got near her chest. "...thank you." Her head hangs low, hiding her redness from your sight as you laughed in response. "To be honest, I'd like to see you get a bit chubby." Her heads shoots up in response. "Eh??"
Ei
The raiden shogun is very aware of the fact that you don't enjoy being in her plane of euthemia, but the surprise in her face is evident when she gets a message from her puppet, saying that you insisted on wanting to visit her despite not liking the gloom atmosphere in her consciousness. The moment you enter, the skies in the dimension light up to a beautiful shade of blue and purple instead of a dark red, signaling you that she's indeed happy to see her lover again.
A/N: This is a part of my WIPs! "Fealty" is a fic that I will be publishing eventually, this scenario briefs you dearies about how 'Fealty' is constructed and- of course, the love interests. Minor characters are aged up! By the way, this scenario is written spoiler-free from the plot! Just the basic world building and intro~ Which means... some titles are also 'false' ;))
✤ she/her
✤ Warnings: Implications of Death
✤ Main LIs (Love Interest): Aether, Zhongli, Xiao, Scaramouche ✤ Secondary/Tertiary LIs: Albedo, Venti, Chongyun, Kazuha, Itto, Childe
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Seven Kingdoms in one world—two kingdoms held between a war of cataclysm and conquest.
In a world where magic is almost considered divine, Mages are considered the threats in the frontlines. The battle between Jade Moon and Sapphire Gale has been going on for decades without end, stemming from when the Champion of Jade Moon has found out that the Sapphires had been stealing the Jade Mages.
Sapphire Gale is on the verge of defeat. With unyielding fortitude, obstinate in his mission, the Champion of Sapphire Gale sent the kingdom's Crown Prince to the neighboring kingdom of Eternal Iris to seek help.
In the place of [Name], a Mage delegated by Sapphire's Champion to be the Protector of the Crown Prince, accompanies the latter in his journey. Things have been looking up—until she realized that the nature of the war isn't what it seems to be.
𝐒𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐞
Aether
The Crown Prince, Heir of the Sapphire Gale Champion, Diluc
Aether has been a close friend for as long as you can remember. He's an orphan taken in by Diluc when he was found in the middle of the war. You met him when you were both eight years old, and he's literally the first person you saw when you awakened from a comatose. Despite not remembering much other than the fact that you were rescued by the Sapphire Knights, you found out that you had a knack for magic, something that Aether had been in awe of. Despite having his own studies, he walks you to the Academia and visits whenever he can and is beyond stoked when Diluc eventually assigned you to be Aether's personal guardian. Since Aether's magical affinity is still far from unlocking its true potential, he's almost always asking you to showcase your magic. It's a friendship that has blossomed for years. Sometimes, he tells you about his other half, his twin, Lumine, who he had lost in the tides of war against Jade Moon. Because of this, he's more than vigorous to learn so by the time he takes over the spot of Sapphire's Champion, he is prepared to give justice for his sibling. Your closest confidant and vice versa. There are instances when you catch him staring a little too long and when you ask him why, he'd get pink and refuse to answer. Is incredibly, incredibly worried when the carriage en route to Eternal Iris has been ambushed by the Adepti. He has yet to unlock his magic so he's forced to stay on edge, back to back with you, with only a sword as his means of defense. Is at your side at all times when you're injured because of him and promises that there will be a time when he's going to be the one to do the protecting. All this promise and yet—when things go south and truths were revealed, you didn't expect the future strain that all but cut your bond with him.
Albedo
The Abstruse Mage in the Royal Court of Sapphire
This Mage seems to be timeless. He is an enigma through and through—and perhaps that is why you gravitate to him a lot. He knows for a fact that he's a mystery and doesn't shy away when people try to crack him like an undeciphered code. Despite being in the Royal Court, he studies at the Academia and has his classes specialized in healing and innovation. For some reason, he acts like an old spirit. Many other students say that befriending this particular Mage is difficult, but that doesn't seem to be the case at all because... he's personally approaching you? Oh wow. Albedo is one to be straightforward, so imagine your stupefy when he says that you are just as fascinating as he is and he can't wait to unravel more about you. The atmosphere felt a little eerie when he mentioned that. Almost like... he's aware of something that you aren't and he's implying that. He doesn't give you an answer when he's queried about this. When you're both studying, he seems to always eye the winged* mark on the back of your hand. Sometimes he will brush his hand over it as if he's testing something. How strange. Regardless of everything and despite his odd personality, Albedo is someone you are close to in the Academia. There are times when he covers for you when you're summoned in the Palace and is more than ready for you to copy his notes. Oh, and he's somehow always equipped with a potion from whenever your magic is acting up. *(The marks in this fic are literally the symbols in Genshin, dearies, so for Sapphire, it's the Anemo mark! For Jade, Geo, and so on and so forth ~)
Venti
The Whimsical Bard with Olden Ballads
This guy... is everywhere! Also quite the oddball. He looks young, but he isn't a Mage nor is he a student in any of the Academies be it for magic or the general public. He's not part of the Royal Court, but he's sometimes seen walking around the Palace. You hear that Sapphire's Champion, Diluc, is sometimes conversing with this person in his private study. But he's far from being an advisor. Weird. You met him at the plaza during an event, hosting one of Sapphire's music festivals. His interlude is one of the old songs, speaking out a story in the legends or one about the Archons. You dare not approach him, though, since he's rather busy entertaining the citizens. He is the one to approach you one night when you're running back to the Academia after getting word from Albedo about a potion he has messed up. The bard's stare whenever he sees you seems to be whimsical like he knew you from long ago, or perhaps he's likening you to someone? He tells you that you are who you are now, and the present defines you, nothing else. It's sudden, so you don't know what to respond. Venti appears to be there, always, whenever it feels like danger is right around the corner. He'll whisk you through alleys and even the underground. One time, you were falsely accused of harming a citizen with the use of magic and was being chased when he appeared to help you run away until the Royal Court gets wind of the situation. It is only one of the many times he has come to your aid. He's always there. Is he guarding you... ?
Chongyun
The Deviant Mage of Yang Descent
Chongyun is a Mage who specializes in purgation and charm casting, personally filed under the Royal Court of Sapphire. It's rather odd that he's in the Court but not in the Academia like Albedo. You're not particularly close to this Mage due to his behavior that's prone to change if there's a sudden shift in his magic, but he means well. You do not meet him until you faced a terrible problem with regard to your power. This problem has escalated to the point that you can't get out of it without punishment, and Mages' punishments are always stricter and harsher compared to the general public. If not for Aether's interference, you feared you would've lost your life. Chongyun becomes your mentor, surprisingly, since you expected Albedo. You find out that it's because this person's magical affinity is closer to yours than Albedo's, who has healing. This Mage is careful around you like he's afraid that he'll mess up something in your presence. It's almost cute. He tries his best to help you understand the anomaly in your magic and his room is literally open for you to come whenever you think you need his help. You may have overestimated him and decided to give friendship a shot. Chongyun's always blank-faced around others but lightens up—visibly might I add—when you're nearby. He looks a little queasy around Sapphire Knights. Oh, and you do not know why, but he treats you like you're royalty.
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𝐉𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧
Zhongli
The King Regent of Jade Moon
Oh, you've heard all about the tyrannical King Regent across the border. It makes you wonder why the Sapphire Champion decided to steal his Mages when their relationship is already so strained. Aether says that he doesn't know the reason himself, but thinks that it has something to do with an unforgotten issue way back in time. Surely, the Mages weren't stolen just so that they'd be forced to prosper Sapphire, right.. ? You heard from him as well that Jade has lost its Champion in the middle of the war and its Archon is yet to choose the successor, so a Regent has stepped in to lead the forces. Unlike other Regents who opt to sit at the throne and command from their place, however, it's told by many that this Regent dives straight into the war himself. Many have fallen to death under his command and the Jade's famed Adepti working under him is no hearsay. You do not even want to meet this man in fear that he'll have your head. It is a miracle that he hasn't stormed past the Kingdom walls yet, but he is currently lacking in magic... still, the tides of war are tipping in his favor. Something about him is a little familiar, though. Lately, before you joined Aether in his travel to Eternal Iris, it's heard that the Jade Regent himself is leading the nth wave. Venti has told you one thing before you left with the Crown Prince. 'If you see him, you must run. He will stop at nothing to win this war.' But that has nothing to do with you.. ? He looked like he was about to say something else but held back. You wonder what it's about.
Xiao
The Vigilant Knight of the Jade Adepti
The Adepti is listed as one of the most threatening divisions to come across in the War. Since you are a Mage, you're drafted out in the frontlines before being granted the position of the Crown Prince's guardian. And dare you say, you're quite lucky during your drafting period because not once have you encountered the elite group. Under the command of the First Wind, Jean, you were always fighting at the right flank, far from the center of the war. It helps that you're quickly brought back upon orders of the Sapphire Champion, so even if you have experience out in the field—you haven't met the deadly group. That streak of luck isn't there forever, though. When the carriage has been ambushed and you're out in the open to fend off the enemies, you are beyond overwhelmed when the attackers are none other than the Adepti. Sent by the King Regent of Jade. Your magic at that time has been flicking in and out like a blasted candle flame, so that situation being hazardous is way understating things. You are strong enough to protect Aether, but enough to fend off the entire group. Fortunately, however, when this particular Knight came to strike you down, he paused. His jaded polearm is inches away from your throat but you can only look at how his gold eyes are flashing with multiple emotions at once. His hand is trembling and he's trying to say something, but you aren't sticking around to die. It's the opportunity you need to force the tidbits of your magic to kick into overdrive, grabbing Aether who had been gaping at another blonde before conjuring a swift spell to warp you both away from a good distance. A wandering Magnate has aided the two of you before the Adepti can get a kill count. The hiding lasted for days until Iris's borders are at long last reached. It is neutral territory, so the Adepti are forced to retreat. The Knight's masked face is looking at you before he, along with the rest, are gone.
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𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬
Scaramouche
The Royal Advisor in the Eternal Court
You want to talk to the person who assigned this person as the royal advisor. First of all, why is the advisor always absent, leaving the Champion alone? You understand that Iris is in a state of neutrality, meaning there are fewer things to worry about, but the Kingdom is up and running! Second, he has zero respect! He's late when he wants to be late, thus preventing meetings from starting. When he does appear after you and Aether are welcomed in the Palace, he straight-up denies the plea for help without letting the Crown Prince finish—as if he has the final decision! This man is such a piece of work. He strolls around the Great Hall as if he owned the place and bickers back with venom when reprimanded. You don't understand how this Kingdom's Champion is actually friends with him, but you suppose there are oddities in Teyvat. You have never been so crossed with anyone your whole life. After the Iris Champion told you that their decision will be set in a few days' time—weighing out the pros and cons of disabling their neutrality—this man is all but pushing you and Aether out of the Kingdom's borders. He gets a talk with the Champion for a while following this and when he returns, he suddenly cannot look you in the eye. He is all over the place, grumbling, yelping, shouting- and it's such a comical sight if only your buttons aren't being pressed. What they talked about remains a mystery to you, but it did change how he acts. Because before you and Aether could leave, he's personally stopping the two of you, saying that the Adepti are seen camping past Iris's borders so it's only 'natural' to extend his Champion's good aid and let you both stay for the time being. 'Just so you two won't die and the rest of Eternal Iris won't have to answer to the damned Sapphire Champion, of course.'
Kazuha
The Prudent Champion of Eternal Iris
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear me this fine man. If there is eternity, you'll spend it with him- /kidding. Or are you? This Champion is by far, the kindest one you've met. No wonder Eternal Iris is a neutral Kingdom, who would dare want to infiltrate a peaceful place governed by a peaceful man? He is benevolent and sometimes a little too patient, but all that falls in the positivities of his character. A rather soft-spoken one, too, with flowery words around each and every sentence. Kazuha is one of prudence, always thinking of matters ahead and preparing contingency plans. It makes you think that he's well-suited to be a Champion, and even Aether looks up to him. First impressions have gone splendidly if not for his friend, the royal advisor who is always late in attending meetings. Whenever you'll tell the silverette to come and just start the meeting, he'll smile and say that it's better to wait. You and Aether don't understand his patience for the advisor but they're friends, after all, so you relent. You do not miss the way Kazuha stares at you like he's seen a ghost when you first entered the Iris Palace. Again, you do not know why. He's a chivalrous person and not once did he use his title as 'Champion' to his benefit. In fact, he sees you as an equal, although Aether whispers that he's treating you more like royalty—like how Chongyun does. Strange. After telling you and the Crown Prince to stay in the neutral Kingdom for a while lest the Adepti comes to ambush you again, Kazuha takes every opportunity to be a gentleman—and doesn't stop even if his advisor is screaming for him to cut it out. He's beaming silently whenever he gets to make you laugh. But why does he sometimes look guilty?
Itto
The General of the Infernal Assembly
You do not necessarily meet the man until you decided to survey the Iris's army since the decision to aid Sapphire is still under thought. The Infernal Assembly consists of a group with empowerments directly supplied from the Kingdom's Mages. Due to this, they are stronger than regular magic-less Knights. He's drilling exercise and exercise onto his men, screaming rather jubilantly about how doing it will strengthen and liken them enough to his level. He looks like someone who can go against the King Regent of Jade Moon. Unsurprisingly, he is a Mage who decides to imbue his magic into familiars, empowering his claymore and using brute force to pummel his way through. He meets you through clumsy sparring when his ginormous weapon is flung into the air—he's showing off—and almost knocked your head out if not for Kazuha's swift move to pull you away. Not only did the horned man—a side effect from being empowered by Mages—get a harsh scolding from the advisor (yes the advisor), but he's put on probation. Probation. Like a child. As if he's not the General. His men are laughing, an indication of his good bond with them, but he whips them back in shape. It turns out that this Mage, Itto, is stronger than he looks and is secretly Eternal Iris's trump card. Kazuha says that his power isn't something to underestimate since his bloodline is one filled with successful Mages. Also, during the course of your stay, you are the one meant to supervise him in his probation. Your guest privilege seems to have expired but you don't complain since Itto is honestly one of the best people you can be around with. On a few occasions, he somehow manages to drag you into pulling outlandish pranks on his men—and getting caught. He makes you forget that there is literally a war out there that can destroy your home. Ah, that's bad, isn't it.
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𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭
Childe
The Magnate from the Palace of White Frost
Childe... why is he so far from home? He's a good conversationist, though sometimes you feel that he's eerie. You know that he's at Sapphire for business purposes but he's there as if the Kingdom isn't in the middle of a war. Granted, he doesn't stay there for too long. He's come to check on the Kingdom's magic reserves, apparently, and is there to offer some 'innovations' that will greatly cause an influx of magic. Just the right amount to make a stand against Jade Moon and win. You do not know how the business went since he's only speaking about it in detail with Sapphire's Champion, but he does come and visit you whenever he can. He tells you all about the Kingdom of White Frost and how it's a neverending winter there, but despite the eternal snow, the people are warm and loving. Childe gets nostalgic when he sees children in the orphanage and you find out that he has siblings. He says that he wants to help Sapphire win the war, both because it's a task and also from his personal sentiments. He's akin to a wanderer and has connections in almost every single Kingdom—truly, he's not someone to mess around with and get on his bad side. Childe is also the one who has stumbled on you and the Crown Prince mid-ambush from the Adepti, and whisked you two to safety. His skill in hiding is impeccable and you suppose it came from having to dart around and about the ongoing war. You get to know him more in those days of hiding before departing as soon as he gets you and Aether by the border, promising that he'll meet you again as soon as you're standing against Jade Moon.
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a/n: HEAVENS THIS WAS LONG. Complicated too but so worth it, this works as my little planner too- adjanafaf i have implied a lot of stuff in the characters, about MC along with some of her relationships. Ehe- ehehehe oh dear this plot... haaah~ ALSO OH MY SHUCK THAT'S A LOT OF LOVE INTERESTS- but they're classified into Main/Secondary/Tertiary for a reason :>> Itto and Childe are the tertiary LIs since they won't be shown much, but the interest is there! was that a spoiler oh no-
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@lehra @melkxsh
random quotes i wrote yesterday at 4am instead of being asleep and the genshin character that said it;
CHILDE: "you did so much with the little life that goes through your veins; who knows what you will conquer tomorrow? how exciting it is to dream of victories."
DILUC: "you will make it far, if only you are willing to face, and accept, your failures and flaws."
AETHER: "don't for a second ignore your value for people who don't even know your name, much less your history."
ALBEDO: "maybe one day you will see all the bright yellows and reds and all the pretty pinks and blues. but until then, i am more than happy to be your pallet of morbid colors."
KAZUHA: "I will love you until you're ready to love. And then, i will love you more and never stop loving you. For as long as I have you alive in my memories, I won't be able to love anyone else."
KAEYA: "and if the day come where you shall leave, take me with you, for i won't be able to exist in a world without you."
XIAO: "i am covered in fear. fear of losing you, fear of pushing you away. fear of not being enough and fear of being too much. but mostly I'm afraid of getting lost as I ask you to stay, when I know you need to go."
THOMA: "so let the entire world know! let the world paint our names in their mouth when they talk about lovers. and let it dry and shut their lips for our love shall never vanish once spoken upon by the world."
BENNETT: "kiss me again. and again. and just one more time. and again for the memories. and one more for the good times. and again as proof of your love for me."
ZHONGLI: "my body was molded to fit yours. my hands are begging for yours. my heart does not stop singing your name. and my soul is only satisfied in your presence. my whole existence is shaped for you."
Notes: Feeding everyone.
Characters: Aether, Albedo, Bennett, Chongyun, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Razor, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Xingqiu, Zhongli, fem!reader
Warnings: not proofread, hints of death, implications of dying, mentions of death, bit of crack, bit of angst, bit of fluff, bit of everything
Personal Favourites in this work: Venti, Diluc, Albedo, Xiao
His sister is already missing. What do you think he would feel if you ask something like that?
The fear in him is real. It seems endless, all this looking around for his sister. Adding you going missing into the mix, it was like torture. Like an endless spiral down into an endless hole.
“Aether? It’s just a hypothetical question, you don’t have to think about it too mu–” you were really just blurting out thoughts and nonsense.
He pulls you in for a hug, one arm tight around your waist and the other behind your head. “Please don’t” he whispers. “I don’t have anything else,”
He’ll become a shell of himself if you disappear. He’d look for you, but he’ll shed tears every night.
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—instances when you brush, pat, or pet his hair or take care of it for them
CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, Aether
THEMES. fluff! reverse comfort.
WARNINGS. may have spoilers on Venti. (Very) Slight suggestive on a few parts (Albedo, Venti, Thoma?) but nothing much to worry about.
NOTES. hello so this is slightly late, i know. i was out for most of today plus i also relished eating my tonkotsu ramen so i forgot the time hahaha. anyway hope you’ll like this one guys<33
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ZHONGLI is steadfast as a rock and would be rather difficult to fluster despite great efforts. He’d crack a smile or two, admiring the beauty of your actions, but you’ll never win from the toughness of his shell.
“You’d like to brush my hair?” his voice was laced with confusion before he chuckled, “Well, who am I to deny such a gracious request from my beloved?”
Silence filled the room yet both of you relished on the tranquility of each other’s presence, the scent of the tea you two had still in the air, and the crickets of the night sang to further fill in the harmony of the evening.
The brush skims through his thin, long strands that didn’t seem to have that much need. Yet despite it, you made sure that nothing was left uncovered, leaving no regrets behind. By the time you finished, his eyes flutter open as he turns to you, a soft smile on his lips. He then reaches towards your cheek before he says, “I did not know such a simple thing could put my mind to ease, thank you, beloved.”
XIAO is wary, slow to open up, could stretch his wings and fly away when he feels threatened. It was night when the dark enveloped the depths and crevices of the yaksha’s heart, creeping in and soiling his already lost core. His karma—you were no strangers, you knew.
“Xiao, I’m here,” you whisper as his words pushes you away, his body stiff under your embrace, fingers on the strands of his hair. His system was shutting down, almost getting sucked in by darkness when he felt it. The way you caressed his hair still, his scalp and dark locks locks soothed by the tips of your fingers, as if pulling him from the gloom of his debt.
He breathes in as if he hadn’t all his life, panting hard as if vision clears, sight regained as he realizes he was in your room, your house. Not in Wangshu, but with you.
“Are you back?” you looked at him for a minute, and he saw the tears that were in the corner of your eyes, now falling down when you were able to confirm that he was coming to, a smile—the most beautiful smile he had ever seen—forming on your lips before you pulled him in another embrace.
“You’re back. You’re back, Xiao. I thought I lost you,” you say. He was breathing normally by the time he raised his own arms to wrap them on your waist, letting himself return your affection.
“You saved me. I am in your debt, Y/n.”
VENTI’s body is not his own. His face, his hands, his eyes, his hair and everything else is not one that was fated to him—for him. He didn’t particularly paid much attention to his desires. He was no one before you came into his life.
His giggles echoed in the room as you untangled the braids of his hair, the bluegreens coming into life at the softness of your touch.
“So brave of you to ask, my windblume,” he muses, to which you lightly slapped the back of his shoulder while chuckling.
“What? Don’t be shy now,” he teases grinning in fromr of the mirror with his hair now untied and let down.
Despite tt all, he’d be silent throughout the process, a soft smile playing on his face, yet still silent. You could tell he was savoring the moment of being taken care of, his muscles and body at ease.
His body was not his own, but with you here, every moment makes him feel like it was his all along.
THOMA had always thought of others before himself. He does not also have the time to do so, anyway. Thus when you came and changed his entire routine, it was then that he realized how much effort he puts onto others before, and with you by his side, he was slowly starting to appreciate and be selfish of the attention he had neglected from himself.
“That feels good,” he says as he lets you rub your fingertips on his scalp, your digits on his strands, “You’re so good to me, you know.”
He cracks one eye open and he reaches for your hand, placing a kiss on it for a little while before closing his eyes once again. Such a sweet man, he is, he doesn’t even know how much your heart skipped a beat and your breath halted at such a simple action.
SCARAMOUCHE would kill with the daggers of his gaze—or literally—before anyone could even touch him. Yet, like many other time, you remain his one and only weakness.
And he doesn’t know if he despised it or loved it.
“What are you-” he halts, his mouth pursing shut as you continued to brush his hair with your palm, smiling as you compliment him on how smooth it was. You chose to ignore the blush that appears on his cheeks as he continues to stare at you, forcing himself to narrow his eyes at your form; his hat on your head, a pleased look on your face. It was a good thing no one was there around both of you or else he might have dug his own grave by letting you pet his head and hair delightfully.
“I’m not a pet, Y/n,” he frowns—pouts, actually. But despite this, you could tell how much he liked it with how he doesn’t push you or your hand away.
Soft as a feather. It was natural of KAZUHA to always compliment your beauty beyond his—you’re the priority, When you offered to do his hair one particular time, he was ready to say no. Yet he knows those sparkles and glitters in your orbs, begging him to say yes, thus he did, chuckling with a “Of course, whatever you wish, my dove.”
He remains silent as you carefully brush his hair first, asking him every now and then if it hurts every time you straighten up the knotted strands of his light hair with a whisper. It warms his heart, how much you care, how much you love. By the time you finished combing snd tying his hair on his usual style, he suddenly turns around and grabs your hand, placing a kiss on each of your knuckles before standing to his feet and pressing his lips on yours.
“Thank you,” he whispers next to your skin, “you never fail to amuse me, dove.”
KAEYA has too many secrets to hide. The gravity of his sins couldn’t even compare with those that seemed visible to the eye.
When you touch his hair, you were touching his heart, his core, his soul. He wants to pull away, to never let anyone see his vulnerabilities and fragilities. Yet you, you have something in you that makes him feel… free.
Freedom’s such a heavy word, even from him who supposedly hails from Mondstadt. With your lips, he love; with your hands, he care; with your touch, he submits. You broke him out of the frozen confines of his heart, made him breathe through the air of this so-called love.
“Kaeya? Does it feel good, hun?” you asked him, and he looks into your eyes and tells the truth.
“Of course, sweetheart,” he smiles at you, “Everything you do for me is good.”
Due to his natural instincts, GOROU feels your touches with an intensity. Just merely having your fingers caress and run through his hair makes his muscles instantly ease to the touch. He accidentally lets out a few hums or moans especially since his guard was down, only to let it back up as he consciously looks around, cautious of having anyone else around.
You giggled as you gently pat on the back of his head, halting the soft attack on his hair and ears for a little while, letting the poor boy rest and take a breather, “Don’t worry, no one but me will hear you.”
“This is embarrassing,” he hides his face on the crook of your neck, but remained having his arms around you and legs propped on either side of yours—seated on your lap, actually.
“Don’t be, baby,” you purr, “I’m just pampering you for a little while. So just relax, hm?”
DILUC shielded himself from anything else, anybody else. Deflected any other care towards him and as a result, he wasn’t used to such kind of affections.
“You don’t have to,” he says as you prompt him to sit down in front of the mirror, eyes telling how much it’s not something he does not do often—ever, probably.
He remains quiet for a long while, you won’t even know if he liked if or not until you two were about to slip on the bed, suddenly feeling him hug you from behind and kissing one of your temples as he held you there for a little while.
“Would you like this to be a recurring habit every night?” he whispers, quite hesitatingly but still letting it out, “It appears you took pleasure on it, I don’t mind if you’d want to keep it that way starting from now.”
CHILDE is a wildfire, despite his wave-like strength. Yet there are times when he’s magntized by the force of your peace, and this is was one of those times.
You were taking off his mask, helping him out of pure routine when he comes home. By the time you successfully do so and had the item placed somewhere else, he takes a hold of your hand before pulling them up to his hair once again.
“Why?”
“Can you do that again?” he inquires with a shy smile.
You could only furrow your brows as you then realized what he was referring to, a smirk forming on your lips, “Want me to caress your hair?”
He pouts and he seemed to want to say no but he sooner nods, pulling you from where you both were until he plops on the couch, while letting you sit on his lap.
“Please? I’m so tired from work,” he whines, snaking his arms on your waist and settling his head on your shoulder, not before pressing a gentle kiss on it first.
AYATO‘s hair is like silk, woven by the greatest seamstresses of Inazuma, He lets you brush them since you seemed to have been wanting to—you confessed it to him, actually, by the time you two had gotten together.
He lets you do whatever you want with them; through braids, ponytails, or maybe even a bun. You let him take care of you, thus he lets you do the same to him. Actually, he’d let you play with his hair while he’s doing his work. “It calms me down,” he says, referring to the way your fingers run over his hair, your fingertips teasing his back or his shoulders or the back of his neck, brushing onto them accidentally.
ALBEDO couldn’t understand the pleasure of having their hair touched by someone—being taken care of, actually. Such a confusing topic that he can never relate to until it happened to him—you happened.
He felt it; how his shoulders eased, a sigh falling out of his lips, his back leaning to where you were behind him, and it was as if the world had gone and you and him were the only ones left. When you proposed to take a bath together, he didn’t expect for someone such as himself to feel like this. Comforting, almost like a sanctuary and an escape from the world.
“You’re silent, ‘Bedo, are you alright?” your voice pulls him out of his reverie.
“Better, actually,” he answers, “I did not know how calming it is to have someone massage though one’s scalp or let them wash their hair. Unexpected but it’s not really surprising, after all, there are nerve endings in the scalp, which makes it quite easy to let us, even such as I, to feel good.”
You could only blink as you nod even if his back was on yours, awkwardly chuckling, “Yeah.. that’s right. Anyway, would you like me to apply conditioner on your hair?”
Teyvat is a cruel world. AETHER knew of that as his footsteps wandered around, traveled and met everyone and experienced everything.
He swears to protect you, to show you that there is a light beneath the darkness. And yet, you’re the one who does it to him, who takes care of him or loves him when he didn’t know he needed it. He has his sister, and he has everything. But now, he doesn’t think he could live the same without you and your fingers sliding onto his hair, bringing them together into a braid just how much you put him together. You were now his foundation, a sanctuary he couldn’t have expected to find, the person who makes him whole and drown out all the worries away, even for a little while.
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— ft. ; albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, kazuha, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli (separately) x gender neutral!reader
— notes ; FLOOFY FLUFF. just some random modern-ish! au hcs for some characters. in paragraphs. lowercase. arranged alphabetically. these are just my random thoughts! i thought of these at like, 1 am & in sleepy car drives & during class? WC, ≈ 1.5k
— warnings ; some mentions of food, hate / negative comments (but really just in a comfort, barely any hurt kinda way), clothes shopping. nothing much tbh, but pls inform me of anything i may need to add! c:
— a/n ; i finally finished w/ this omg hi hi ! thoma has full custody of my heart ;( no, scratch that, all of these boys own my heart (send help *internally screaming*). <//3 i shall now post this ehe, hope y'all like this !! hav good day everyone <3
ALBEDO is actually unfairly handsome while he’s reading books, somehow especially so whenever they’re recommended by you, he thinks you may like it, or is reminded of you while reading. sometimes you’re just chilling after he’s finished reading for the day, and it’s such a pleasant surprise when he seems to smile more and is more affectionate? he’s a lot softer than usual then for some reason, hmm…
on one day when the two of you are just relaxing together, ALBEDO lends you his sketchbook! you were expecting to see lovely drawings of the beauties of nature and all… but still, it’s a pleasant and rather flustering surprise to see as well many drawings of you. you, his muse who has shown him many of the wonders of life. and so he kisses your cheek, smiling and merely commenting that you are the most beautiful nature has to offer.
you’re not sure whether to be in a surprised or i-definitely-saw-this-coming mood when you see that CHILDE bought that one a-little-bit-too-pricey top you were eyeing… but you daren’t chastise him for it, especially seeing the genuine love in his eyes. shopping with him is always lovely, as he somehow knows what clothes will look great on you (he says all of them will, though. and he’s right btw <3).
on some really early mornings, CHILDE grins at you cheekily as you both discreetly play music in the dead of night even though you both should be sleeping. he grabs your hand, twirls you around though the song doesn’t even match his actions, and pulls you close. and, he stares in your eyes softly, with genuine love—only to smooch you quickly before twirling away and turning up the music to a louder song he prefers… it’s fun jamming to songs of both of your music tastes, dancing like no one’s watching.
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—tell-tale signs of them missing you / what do they do when they’re missing you.
CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, (Abyss) Aether
THEMES. Implied established relationship, hurt/comfort.
NOTES. there is no indication if the reader died, left them, or maybe is just out traveling :))) it’s your decision how to think of this one. I did not expect this to be angsty but alas, it is. I meant this to be comfort, actually, who hurt me lmao.
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ZHONGLI frequently strolls around the streets of Liyue; day in or day out, he walks and walks. Every time the other people, specifically the vendors would see and recognize him, they knew what was missing and what seemed to be the problem—you, you were not with him. He looks the same on the outside; respectful, dignified, and standing tall. Yet they could never fail to miss the certain glow on his eyes, his face, and his smile whenever you stood beside him. Unknown to them, however, he had got more time in the world to wait for you. So until then, he’d wait for your return as he walks along the streets of his land, waits for the time he could finally gaze upon your beauty once again; may it be under the sun or the stars from above.
XIAO asks for two plates of Almond Tofu—which is quite unusual of him since he never had that much of an appetite before, especially mortal food. Silence had always been his company, not until you came along. You brought him the voices of humans; who they were, what they were good of, what was the light hidden amongst the darkness that he had always seen. You gave him hope and the reason for people to love him—for him to appreciate himself more. His purpose was not just to protect all of Liyue, but he became someone for you, and the same can be said with you to him. He longs for the day you come back, and until you do, he has two plates of Almond Tofu; one for you, one for him. This is a symbol of him waiting for you, and until then, he will continue to do so, no matter how long it takes.
VENTI stays at home even if he’s longing for Dandelion Wine in the evenings when he’s all alone. He waits for your arrival, hopes that this night would be the night you come home and kiss him, hug him, cuddle with him. It all seems so foreign for him to be all alone once again, but it seemed he should get used to it by now. Not long after your absence, he finds himself swallowed up by loneliness, the words falling out of his lips like a cry—but it was tuned, with a melody that seemed to have resembled like a plea, begging for you to come back soon.
THOMA is often seen by the docks, staring far off into the ocean. One can tell that if they talk to him, he wouldn’t be able to give them the attention he so often gives to others. He is very well known to the Inazumans, which is why when he goes in a state like this, they would surely know what seems to be on his mind. You, of course. Your relationship with the Retainer of the Kamisato Clan is not that much of a secret. Contrary to that, everybody knew about it. When he stands by the docks, seemingly awaiting someone, or when people see him looking forlorn despite being surrounded by the strays on the place where he usually goes, they knew. He was missing you. And despite being able to always help everyone else, there seems to be no one who could do the same to him.
SCARAMOUCHE asks his subordinates if there’s any news from you. They would often scramble to their feet, trying to get to where he is when he calls, only to be asked “Anything from Y/n yet?” Most of them would complain whenever this happens to them, but even if they do, it doesn’t really affect SCARAMOUCHE. What’s more, is that he’s more out of it, really. Instead of getting annoyed than usual, he’s more… tame, so to speak. Damn. Why can’t you leave his mind already? He’s aware of what his lackeys are thinking—that you were able to reduce him into this kind of person; searching for your presence until he’s sure that you’re safe within his arm’s reach.
KAZUHA is more silent. Beidou and the Crew could only tease him about it for a while, only for it to backfire due to him being quite good with words. “Well, of course, I miss them. What sort of lover would I be if I don’t?” he will say. However, despite the lightness and ease in his words, it was quite the opposite of the pressure on his chest, and the lack of enthusiasm with the sight of the beautiful view ahead of him. What he seeks is you, and he has no other company but his words and the wind, to comfort him in this time of need. He doesn’t dwell on these feelings quite obviously, but only his soul would be testament to how much longing he could take before he couldn’t anymore.
KAEYA talks more, this is why it’s fairly obvious to other people what he was feeling, especially with you not beside him. Despite his best efforts to attempt to hide the secrecy of his emotions, to encase it in ice, not to be freed and seen, people knew nonetheless. And even if he realizes this himself, he continues to pretend and act like he was okay, like everything was fine and nothing changed since you left. Such a shame, really. How he forces the truth in other people’s minds and his, but the hollowness in his heart continues to stay as it was—empty. Like who he truly was without you.
GOROU buries his nose on your pillow and sleeps on it, or maybe hugs it and the scent that you left off of there lulls him to sleep. It has been so long that he has been alone that he could never truly remember what it felt like anymore before you left. Everything felt so new again as if you had been fixated and remained permanent in his life. He seeks for your presence, and he could only find it with the clothes you left, or the pillow that remained empty on the nights he returns home. Home… it doesn’t even feel like one anymore without you.
DILUC drowns himself in his work. He finds comfort on a busy day, to disrupt his thoughts of you from plaguing his mind, making him corrupted of memories of when you were there, supporting him, getting him through work without making him feel exhausted afterward. But he does it again—over and over again, he thinks about you. The more he does think about you, the more he works. The bags under his eyes, the weariness of his voice, and the slump on his shoulders. No one has the heart or courage to speak up, because they knew he would only close up, return back to the old him when you still weren’t there in his life to brighten it up.
CHILDE is rather antsy, which results in him getting quite messy and irresponsible in his work. It frustrates him, but he doesn’t want to show it in front of other people, especially his subordinates. You are his strength, but you’re also his weakness as well. That is a fact he came to realize before you two had even gotten into a relationship, Yet, he accepted the challenge because he loved you—he has genuine feelings for you. It’s funny, right? A Harbinger, someone who inflicts pain to anyone, being hurt because of love. How childish, the others of his same occupation would think. But he’s proud of this relationship, of you. And he’s a mess without you, which is why you need to go back—you need to come back into his arms and make him feel whole again.
AYATO will often be seen waiting. By the lounge of the Kamisato residence, or maybe by the garden, sometimes strolling around, which will make his sibling, Ayaka, see him often. This will be a recurring habit of his, to await your return since he was too preoccupied to do his work. He will still do what he needs to, but whenever he had the chance, he waits patiently for your return. He’s selfish, he wants to see you first, to greet you first, to embrace you in his arms first. So please, just come back to him—that is his only prayer every single day.
ALBEDO works more to the point of overworking himself, much like Diluc. The only difference is that ALBEDO does this because he has no one to tell him to stop, to rest for a while—that was how convincing you were. You knew how to coax him into doing something someone like him doesn’t really need, but seeing how much you cared for him and his health, he will do so. Actually, he may even have a note by his desk, one that has your handwriting, reminding him to “Take a rest, my love.” He’d read it with your voice in his mind, making him smile unconsciously and stare at the note for a little while longer.
AETHER will try to find you. Even if he doesn’t look like it because he still does what he should while in the process of finding you, he made an oath with himself to do so, wherever you may be. He has faith that you and he will meet again. To gods be damned. The stars will one day align and make him see your eyes which he so longed for in the days you were gone.
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warnings // none!
summary // why he just loves listening to your voice.
featuring // Xiao, Childe, Zhongli, Albedo, Tohma, Diluc, Kaeya, Dainsleif, Aether
masterlists // genshin impact + tokyo revengers + haikyuu
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includes. venti, diluc, xiao, zhongli, childe, kazuha
— venti sits beside your bed, lyre in hand. his fingers pluck a simple lullaby as you grip the edge of his shirt, trying to forget about the nightmare. he’s still alive, breathing with you, and when at last you drift off to sleep, the gentle melody fades away and he presses a soft kiss on your forehead. “sleep well, my love”
— diluc closes the tavern with a flower tucked behind his ear and an old record playing. “dance with me!” you say, and take his hands, dragging him to the center of the room. he blushes when you put his hand on your waist, but he soon falls into the steps as you slow dance in the candlelight, foreheads pressed together
— xiao spends his afternoon trying to catch crystalflies with his hands. he stands on his tiptoes, peering over a low tree branch, and you giggle as he clamps his hands around empty air. “what are you doing?” you ask. leaves cling to his hair, so you run your fingers through his dark locks and watch them fall to the ground. “trying to catch one for you” he grumbles, “because they’re pretty, like you are”
— zhongli leaves you letters sealed with wax slid under the door, left by your bed, or hidden in odd places that only the two of you would look, because he’s always thinking of you. three lines or five paragraphs laced with love to remind you that when it all seems like too much he is there, forever
— childe brings you to the boardwalk to watch the sun slip below the horizon and paint the sky orange and gold. as the last rays of light fade, he wraps an arm around you and pulls you close. “a lot of people get engaged at sunset” he says, slipping a ring on your finger. “do you wanna try it?”
— kazuha lays with his head in your lap, twirling blades of grass between his fingers. “what would i do without you?” he says, gazing up at you. it catches you off guard and your flustered face makes him laugh, high and clear, and he sits up to kiss your lips and feel your smile against his. it has always been the most beautiful thing to him
Includes: Childe, Albedo, Xiao
Warnings -> STRONG emotional images (panic attack, spectral hands grasping at character, feeling of overwhelming fear and dread) -> leads to comfort
Synopsis: Nightmares plague the characters sleep and they wake up startled - the reader comforts them
I’m a SUCKER for painful things man - I want to put them through hell just to pull them back up again …
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It hurts but it hurts so good
—TO CONQUER, TO FREE. xiao pairing. xiao x gn! reader word count. 647 genre. light angst, light fluff, hurt/comfort warnings. mentions of killings (related to xiao’s past), spoilers for xiao’s backstory
nothing. absolutely nothing is wrong with you. —h.l
something most people in liyue don’t know is that xiao has loved you for thousands of years.
they knew that the adeptus has something akin to affection for you, all this time. but an adeptus like him can’t love, right? what do the adepti know about love anyway?
sure, the prime of the adepti, morax, has loved liyue more than anyone can ever imagine. the half-qilin ganyu has learned to find love between the gaps and spaces among the dwellers of liyue. the adepti has shaped the mountains and carved the moon and retained the clouds, all for the love of liyue.
but xiao?
xiao, the conqueror of demons, the golden-winged king… xiao is incapable of love. liyue knows this. xiao knows this. you know this.
the yaksha has slaughtered countless others, blood staining his skin permanently and it seeps through his flesh. how could he ever know how to love?
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[Pairing/s: Xiao x Reader]
Genre: Fluff
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[Note: this was supposed to be for Xiao's birthday, better late than never. Also, I, in no means know how to play the flute, my apologies in advance if there is an inaccuracy in the description.]
Night time fell on Liyue, lanterns lit up to paint the darkness and cover the harbor with warmth and light, there was not much difference from the daytime in terms of atmosphere, it's very much still lively, though, as much as you love your home and the bustling harbor sometimes a nice peace and quiet is something you need after a tiring day.
You made your way to Mt. Tianheng, going behind the houses and made your way at the little mountain behind the said houses, a beautiful view of the port welcomed you along with a soft breeze that tickled your skin as you reach the top, you sat down on the grass admiring the view in front of you a sigh escaping your lips. You took out your precious flute from its confinement, admiring it's familiar features before bringing it close to your lips.
The wind went in through the instrument as you are skillfully making a wonderful melody, letting yourself relax as you pour your emotions into playing your favorite instrument.
The wind took your music throughout the land, as far that it reaches to Wang Shu Inn and it seems to catch the attention of the Conqueror of Demons, Xiao.
He perked up in hearing a tune of a familiar instrument that he hadn't heard in a long time, out of curiosity, he swiftly follow the tune finding himself at Liyue Harbor, the noises of the citizens cover up the music making the Yaksha groan in annoyance, moving to another location that is quieter he once again hear the melody but much more louder and clearer this time.
Now standing on the second highest peak in Mt. Tianheng, he overlooks the port and you.
Sitting on the ground with your things beside you as you play the flute, his eyes linger on your form, you look so small from such a far distance, so vulnerable but yet the melody you're playing silence the voices that haunts him. Deciding that the distance is enough for him to listen to your small performance, he sat on the ground, taking one last look at you before closing his eyes and basking at the lovely melody that you're playing with your flute.
It was a moment of tranquility for the Yaksha, something he hadn't had for a long time.
genshin boys: taking you out on doomsday
“i was ready to watch the world end with you.”
character/s: albedo, childe, kaedehara kazuha, gorou, scaramouche, thoma, xiao
note: 500 special hehe :”)) setting takes place in the modern era, in the middle of humanity’s last war before the preordained end of time. inspired by various prompts,, and absolutely huge thanks to my mutuals for saving my ass on this 😩😩
+ so this is love — ilene woods !!
ALBEDO
knowing albedo, he’d take you out to a covert meadow of flowers — a truly refreshing change of perspective, other than the previously sickening sight of rubble and detritus, and the dizzying whiff of rising clouds of fumes. you had expected your lover to whisk you off into his provisional laboratory in hopes of concocting some last-minute solution, but you’re only greeted by the melancholic sight of a hunched frame carefully unpacking some art materials and a worn-out sketchbook out of his light baggage.
albedo wants to craft art out of you — one more time, he claims. wants to trace your endearing blemishes and lovely curves onto canvas, wants to smudge sundry hues of acrylics squeezed out of the last bits of his flattened tubes, wants to remember the rose-tinted glasses he’s seen and loved you through for the flamboyant and blissful half of his dreary trivial life.
he paints your smile — the one with the lovely little crinkles scrunched in the corners of your eyes — and with each graze of pigmented bristles on the pristine sheet, he still refuses to understand why you hated an endearing aspect of yourself with such disgust. (if he could reason your beauty in words, there would be no reason to paint.)
he paints the sky — the faint black strokes of launched missiles hastily whooshing by — captures your unmistakable gaze towards the ethers and reflected how the world burned before your eyes. warm tan and burnt white smeared over wilting flowers, splashes of brilliant orange and charcoal on abstruse configurations of explosions. (it takes every single ounce of his mastered talents to make the end more picturesque than reality proves itself to be.)
each cautious brush and curve across the canvas feels somewhat heavier than the last one — it’s almost as if he’s carving the distinct image on his fair skin, forcing himself to hold onto the last fragments of the old memory even when he treks towards the afterlife.
if only we could feel what we remember, albedo thinks as he slowly loses himself in the immersive and quiet little sanctuary of your dainty meadow, giving himself a few selfishly borrowed seconds of innocence and forgotten normality before the clock finally reaches midnight — and not just remember what we felt.
CHILDE
in the apocalypse, childe would most likely take you out on his own spin of a moderately romantic getaway…accompanied with the familiar yet questionably illegal faces of cigarettes, heroin and cocaine — every kind of narcotic you could dream of and perhaps even more, while scavenging through the abandoned pitstops and deteriorating establishments.
he’d take you to one of the less perishing roofs, and you’d swing your legs over the edge of the building, puffing out smoke rings while watching the blazing fire slowly creep towards the starry sky.
childe has always kept the habit of thieving your cigarettes as well — snatching them from between your fingers when you had let your guard down, and bringing them against his lips with a knowing smirk. “damn it asshole, stop stealing mine!” you chided with an exasparated frown, slapping his shoulder out of spite.
and he’d only laugh while listening to you bicker about your purloined stick, before eventually pulling you into his chest for a sloppy excuse of a kiss. the prominent flavor of smoke pervades through your senses, and he smiles when your shoulders slowly relax, between every latch and press of his bitter-laced appendages on yours.
to him, you’ve always tasted better than any other drug. it’s honestly no surprise to either of you how much of an addict your lover has grown to become, and willingly hold himself eternally prisoner against the saccharine flavor glazed across every inch of your plush lips. (childe, he hears you whisper.)
but he doesn’t listen — his hand reaches to possessively cup your cheek and pull you into a deeper kiss fueled with passion. (childe, it comes again, this time a bit louder.)
he doesn’t want to listen — he can feel his own tears begin to tumble down his pallid face. (childe.)
(wake up.)
and he’ll finally break away with reddened eyes, met with the lonely sight of a mere cigarette stick left beside him on the crumbling roof. he stares down blankly at the pristine and untouched narcotic — it usually takes him a minute or two for the situation to register in his fuzzy mind. but when it does, his slender fingers would tremble while he instinctively pulls out another stick from his box, and frantically ignite it with the small flicker of his lighter. (come back.)
it won’t always work quickly. he blinks a few times, desperately puffs a handful of rings — and all of a sudden you’re sitting right beside him again, in all your unparalleled beauty and contemplative countenance, studying the rampant inferno that was gradually drawing closer to your presently collapsing structure. childe shakily sighs in relief with a dazed smile, closing his eyes as he lovingly intertwines his grimy fingers with your unblemished ones. “haven’t you gotten tired of this already?”
i love you — is what he wants to say, one last time, as the air soon grows heavy with the impending thick fog of fumes. but it doesn’t feel right to do so…not when it really wasn’t you he was talking to, and perhaps not when the both of you knew he was already about to die alone. “you know they won’t let me in heaven with you, darling. this is all i’ll have left of you before doomsday is over.”
KAEDEHARA KAZUHA
(3:00 pm.) spending doomsday together would begin with him stumbling perchance across an untarnished concrete picnic table, despite the frequent collisions of launched bombs and the clockwork ringing of bullets echoing throughout the open territory of the oddly blooming hill.
(3:15 pm.) you’d both lay on top of the table beneath missile-streaked sunsets befalling across the skies, wondering who had placed it there and if they had been in love the way you both were. he’d pick you little flowers and hid them in spots the world would forget about. he’d write you haikus and poetry — you’d ramble about forever like it had always been there, and still was.
(5:47 pm.) you could do anything with him for hours, all to pretend like the world wasn’t clearly falling apart today. but as the soft rumbles of thunder reverberated through the moderately darkening sky, your dreadful circumstances felt like an uncomfortable itch steadily creeping up your skin, all the more harder to nonchalantly ignore.
(7:32 pm.) kazuha’s eyes are fluttered close, and his chest heaves gracefully in light breaths. you’re not certain if you have enough courage to do the same — not when you could hear the faint crashes of a rising tsunami and distant yet blood-curling screams from beneath your little hill, spreading across the expanse of pulverized establishments and growing louder by every inching second.
(8:26 pm.) short breaks in between words drew out to become longer pauses in your hasty sentences. your thoughts are messy and filled with terror, and yet his warm thumb rubbing comforting circles across your hand makes the frantic voices in your head quiet down. it tears your brain apart even more.
(10:07 pm.) it’s closer to the end now — he thinks, as he takes deep whiffs of your lingering scent when you’re wrapped securely in his loving embrace, as his feathery fingers trace the dips in your waist and the corners of your hips, seemingly trying to ingrain the vague perfume and the familiar shape of you in his mind. he wonders if the gods would allow him to be so selfish, to somehow take the memories of it with him to the other side.
(11:42 pm.) the thunder is getting louder, but there are no more screams. perhaps it’s just you and him left — and perhaps that’s the way it has always been.
(11:51 pm.) when you stare into his intimate ruby irises, it feels like the first time you’ve seen them all over again.
(11:56 pm.) you know i love you, right?
(11:57 pm.) i know, it’s okay.
(11:58 pm.) “close your eyes.” he breathes for the last time, in the softest of whispers.
(11:59 pm.) you listen and do as he says.
(12:00 am.) the world ends, and his eyes are on you.
GOROU
“well, what are you waiting for?”
the only one among all the boys who is (literally) trying to take you out. his fingers lightly tremble against the bizzarre sensation of the trigger — even the slightest of trivial movements could release the bullets locked in his barrel and fly rapidly over to you.
the violet sky rumbles with faint flashes of lightning, as the murky mantle of thickening fog encapsulates him and you. condensed droplets aggressively trample down the fractured streets you both stood on — the coldness of the trickling liquid across his grimy features sends him into a phase of further contemplation. it’s certain that your blood on his hands makes him loyal to sangonomiya, but does it make him loyal to you?
gorou presumes you think you know where his priorities lie — it’s evident in your softened gaze and loosened stance on your own gun, clear that you weren’t willing to fight nor disagree with loss to such a cruel ending. and if only his heart were as cold and bitter as he pretended it to be, perhaps he could easily get over this.
but it’s quite warm and rather insatiable…too greedy for both loyalty and you, determined and hopeful to not let either of them go. you forget that emotions could be stronger than rationality.
“do it. shoot me.”
“you know i can’t.” his voice cracks at the end of his sentence, the words ache in his burning throat. it’s childish, he knows — to think there was room for love in the end of the world.
the heavens roar with a thundering scream. it sounds like his mind, it feels like his heart. pull the trigger — you coaxed with desperation — your loyalty to them matters more than yours to me.
the deafening tempest refuses to subside, raindrops falling hard and bristling across your faces…it was perplexing to distinguish salty tears from the mild-flavored downpour. but if one thing was for certain amidst the strident chaos, it was the unmistakable sound of a distinctive gunshot reverberating throughout the abandoned metropolis.
a silhouette staggers before dropping their previously wielded gun, ensuing a petrified expression from the other unwounded and gaping figure.
gorou’s final breaths are stolen with raspy and incoherent words — his bright face grows pallid and seemingly haggard from pressing hard on his bleeding abdomen. if i die like this, at least i’d still have both.
he watches as you begin to negligently scamper forward, however the faint trek of a group of footsteps cause you to abruptly pause in your tracks. you can feel something like tears slowly well in the corners of your eyes — as you anxiously glance back and forth from your fallen lover, to the direction of the sound of approaching strides, wondering what was the better choice to make between the two.
run — gorou eventually mouths with a fatigued smile, the salty flavor of blood dominant and permeating his sense of taste. i’ll see you on the other side.
you stare at him in horror at the heartless suggestion, but the resonant treads grow louder with each passing second. fear creeps into your skin as you hesitantly take one dubious step back, shutting your eyes and incomprehensibly cursing beneath your breath, before soon breaking into a begrudging run for it without ever daring to look back.
he waits for your familiar profile to completely disappear behind the veiled mist, and lets out a shaky sigh of relief when you’re finally gone, masking his face with a bloody hand, as his vision blurs and the deluge eventually fades into a softer drizzle.
“i suppose doomsday even knows my world still ends with you, love.”
SCARAMOUCHE
stargazing.
it’s boring, it’s pathetic — it’s a complete and utter waste of what little ticking time of trickling sands in the hourglass is left,
yet despite all contradictory and reiterated protests he could try and reason with all day in the back of his mind…the time offered left to him wouldn’t be more than enough to draw an ultimately rational conclusion. and so he’s here.
the vast meadow of grass is not as comfortable as the stories always picture it out to be. it’s itchy and pokes through the sheer cloth of his garments, crawling with hundreds of bugs and inconspicuous puddles of mud in tiny pockets of space, it teems with too much radiance and natural life that he wished he could just crush it all within his calloused hands. the brilliant fires creeping from a considerable distance didn’t make it the circumstances any better either — it only caused the temperature to spike drastically (if it clearly wasn’t scorching enough already), and it was getting harder to simply take fresh breaths in the presently polluted expanse.
it’s so annoying — he grumbles lowly to himself as his fingers lazily trace the skin of your waist in obscure yet soothing patterns. your warm breath fans across his neck with your head leaning against his shoulder, and it doesn’t help the irritating sensation of tightness in his chest…if anything, you were only making his stupid useless heart beat worse.
scaramouche despises it, loathes the fluttering emotions with every mere fiber of his body, abhors the way you always stared at him like that — when did your eyes begin to look so different to him?
“the stars look nice tonight.” you hum in a soft voice, childishly pointing up to the illuminated sky. indigo irises ignore the cries and beckons of a sliver of it’s unwavering attention — constellations intricately crafted from meager white dots were not worth admiring up at when he already had you.
“stop moving, idiot. you’re making this more intolerable than it already is.” he scoffs through gritted teeth, noticing the flickers of fire writhing closer to your shared and clandestine little area. he watched as streaks of pearl white began to paint the gloomy ethers, slowly descending as it began to build momentum within its scintillating plunge. (so it seems their doomsday has come too.)
a thousand times — he knew it all too well. that if the stars were falling and the ground was shaking and the world was finally ending,
“scara?” came a trembling whimper from your lips.
he’d still find you.
“i’m here, loser.” his sooty fingers cup your cheek for one last time, gently caressing the undefiled patch of skin beneath your lovely yet defeated eyes.
and he hates it.
“just look at me.” he breathes in a weakened whisper, affectionately brushing the tip of his nose against yours. “keep your eyes on nothing but mine.”
he hates that he cares.
THOMA
in an apocalyptic world, he would probably take you out on a nice little joyride through the abandoned streets of billowing smoke and debris — after successfully managing to hijack a broken-down scarlet convertible, situated inside a crumbling garage under the neighboring building.
it takes every fiber inside of you to not slap your forehead at the childish idea of it, however the mere sight of your lover awkwardly posing beside the dilapidated vehicle tempts you to burst out in a fit of uproarious laughter. thoma’s heart flutters at the adorable sight of you biting back a wide smile, and he holds out his hand to you with a flashy sweep and a charming grin. “shall we be off, my lady?”
“we shall.” you snicker, taking in his warm fingers as you both slide into the worn-out car seats, sharing giddy smiles stretched across your flushed cheeks.
thoma would drive with no particular destination in mind — he would simply pass through the places you both used to know, and you’d spend the last hours together talking in languages so old, so foreign, that the mere fleeting memory of it so long turned to dust.
he would navigate off into the sunset, and you’d find yourselves lying on the hood of your convertible which was parked on a secluded cliff — watching the sky burn, with wisps of smoke and fog spiraling in the faint distance, as you two tangled yourselves in limbs and wondered if either of you would ever find such warmth once more on the other side.
“it just us against the world, my lady.” thoma breathed hoarsely against your lips with a bittersweet smile, absentmindedly twirling his fingers through your soft locks of hair. “i suppose it always has been that way.”
you stared at your reflection in his exhausted and teary-looking eyes — the sight of your familiar soiled face and blasts of illuminance behind the expanse of viridescent trees, witnessing its violent detonations and the frequent crackles of lightning gradually creeping closer to your little field. the whole world was reaching its impending doom, and yet it still felt like the beginning of everything and nothing.
“forever and always.”
XIAO
for xiao, the world has ended many times for him and began again in the morning. he neither pays heed nor attention to it when doomsday befalls the universe.
he met you at the end of the world — when he nonchalantly ambled through deserted streets with a grocery bag in hand, and saw you hunched on the rubbled sidewalk with an oddly unperturbed countenance. one curt conversation led to another, and the next thing he knew, you had persuaded him into sprinting together through the stranded roads in silly hopes of making less shittier memories before doomsday was over.
more had happened in the span of two fleeting hours than the past monotonous weeks of his transient life. your mismatched pair had eventually proved itself to be a rather interesting combination — your candid yet welcoming personality growing on his usually reserved character (it feels like evergreen ivy crawling across his pale skin.), how you two had the ability to hold a drawn-out conversation without ever running out of subjects to ramble about (it feels somewhat familiar, like traipsing through a warm home that wasn’t supposed to be his.), the mere fact that the world has ended for you too many times as well…doomsday doesn’t seem to faze you either anymore. (it feels like you’ve known each other longer than this.)
but there could be other peculiar things about you and him as well — like the tacit and undeniably electric sensation of each accidental brush within both of your cursory fingers, or perhaps the lingering scent of you infused all over his disheveled clothes…or it could have been the sugary taste of strawberries on your candy-coated lips when he pins your frame against the shadow of the brick wall to kiss you. (finally — he thinks, after agonizing hours and numerous instances of staring for too long.)
to the dying universe, doomsday was the skyglow tinged ethers burning from the rampant inferno, smeared with nuclear weapons and blood-curling screams that swept throughout the perishing expanse. it was the distant rumbles of thunder and blinding flashes of lightning, the towering tsunamis trampling over meager establishments and intimidating skyscrapers, the singularly inevitable omen of death and impending doom for all of life itself.
to the two fools, doomsday was the perchance meeting at the end of the world, seeping through the vulnerable crevices of tightly secured hearts and tearing down lofty walls you’ve compelled yourselves to build after enough pain. it was the sporadic warmth emanating from intertwined fingers, the merging silhouettes of two perched at the tip of a thin cliff, the faint ripples of laughter and clandestine smiles exchanged while the stars went out.
doomsday signaled both the beginning of an end — and the end of a beginning.
so this…is love.
possible tw : middle finger
xiao @ me rn
i pulled 4 times
i’ll get more tho :,)
so its ok :D
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