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bunn1loid · 2 years
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hello,
i’m moving to the account “ rexstaris “. i haven’t posted anything there yet, but i’ll write fics as well, so... yeah, i won’t be active on bunn1loid anymore.
have a good day/night!
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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Hello,since requests are open-could I request for a reader who’s similar to Childe-like they keep pushing themselves to do better and be more daring but the reason for doing so is cause they have a low self-esteem level and feel that if they stop they would be left behind and unlovable-then one day they fail really and and breaks down in front of their S/O(Ganyu,Yoimiya and Ei)where the reader admits this problem to them-how comfort happens depends on character-it’s alright if you’re not comfortable with writing these characters feel free to skip this request if you don’t want to-also take care :)
❝ 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 ❞
➝ yoimiya, ei
➝ pronouns: they/them
➝ warnings: low self-esteem, injuries ⚠️
➝ a/n: hello! i’m so sorry this took so long. i wasn’t able to do ganyu/ayaka’s parts, either. i hope this is good enough (´・ェ・`) and i wish you a good week
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🍂  𝔂𝓸𝓲𝓶𝓲𝔂𝓪 ༘ *
• she jumps when she hears the door of the firework workshop slam. it was accidental -- you were so upset you didn't realise how much strength you have put into it.
• that mistake only made you feel worse.
• you already had terrible voices in your head, telling you how bad you were at your job. it was a simple fight to protect a vision-bearer from the decree, and yet you failed. your knees are bloody and your face stained with mud and tears.
• yoimiya raises an eyebrow when she sees you. " y/n ? oh, you're hurt! " she rushes to your side and kneels in front of you, bandages in hand.
• you let out so many apologies she can barely follow what you're saying.
• though she’s confused at first, she quickly puts the pieces together: you were supposed to save a vision-bearer from the decree. you come back in tears. you apologise.
• “ oh... “ that’s all she can let out, saddened by the news. she knows what will happen to that person’s and how it will affect their mental health, and to be honest, she’s disappointed.
• not in you, though.
• you tried your very best to fight, ignoring the strain in your body. really, she’s disappointed by the situation; she can’t exactly find anyone to blame, especially not you.
• “ ahh well... you did your best, y/n. thank you for fighting for them. “ in your mind, there’s nothing for her to be thankful for. you failed at the only job you have and maybe it’s better if she replaces you with someone more skilled, like --
•  “ it’s alright, though. “ yoimiya pats your shoulder. it does nothing to stop your sobs. “ i believe that one day, the situation here in inazuma will change. you’re not the only one fighting, and i promise i’ll be by your side. “ holding your hands in hers, she smiles brightly. “ forever. “
• “ even if you are not the strongest fighter i know, you’re my friend. “ she has a warm smile on her lips as she says that. “ and you’re good enough to me. “
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🍂 𝓮𝓲  ༘ *
• talk to the electro archon whenever you are troubled.
• you’ve heard many people speak these words in inazuma, and every time you’ve been to the grand narukami shrine - or any shrine for that matter - you did hear citizens praying to her. whispering about their problems with an offering in their hands and asking for guidance.
• you know ei listens to them all; she considers their words carefully, touched by their pain. she has grown a lot since the traveler intervened, after all.
• but while you knew you could always turn to her, you just couldn’t allow yourself to do so. as her servant, you knew she had a lot of her hands already -- not just the prayers of her people, but also the economic crisis that had been hurting inazuma for too long.
• you tried your best to serve her, day and night. and when you had time, you’d be strolling in the streets to help other people. and even though you weren’t the only person helping poor merchants, it was still a lot.
• you worked and worked and worked, dismissing your own feelings, until you couldn’t any longer.
• ei finds you in the garden of the palace, one cloudy day.
• you’re watering the flowers, both with the watering can and the tears that are rolling down your cheeks. you’re quiet, keeping your head low in hopes to hide your sadness.
• but ei knows something is wrong the second she looks at you.
• “ y/n, may i ask what you’re doing ? “ she steps closer to you; placing her hand on yours to lower the watering can. “ it’s going to rain soon. there’s no need for that. “
• you cry even harder, trying so hard to hide your tears from your deity. you knew what the weather was like, but you wanted to be helpful. you didn’t have the energy to do more, so you thought watering the plants would...
• “ why don’t you come to town with me, y/n ? “ she pulls you upward until you stand up. “ i see you’ve been working hard for a long time now. “
• your eyes widen and you shake your head negatively. you’re her servant. you’re not supposed to just take a break and walk with her, you have to work so she’ll have less on her hands and-
• “ come, y/n. there is something i want you to try. “
• you hesitantly follow her in town, trying to avoid everyone’s gaze -- although they’re mostly paying attention to ei, you feel embarassed and hope no one will judge you for not working.
• “ here, try some of this. “ she lifts a bottle to your lips, and you almost immediately grab it, not wanting to keep her waiting. whatever’s in the bottle tastes... strange. you’ve never had anything like this. “ it’s dango milk. do you like it ? “
• you nod, and ei smiles at you. " i've learned that there are many new stores here in inazuma. perhaps you should take a little break, and visit this town with me sometimes. "
• you never thought a god would tell you to work less -- especially not the raiden shogun, given how cold she had been for a long time. still, it felt.. comforting, to be understood by someone like her. you couldn't help but smile, the bottom of your face hidden by the bottle.
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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hey bun! i hope youve been taking care of yourself🤨 idk if youre in school/uni/work/etc but this is your reminder to take a good break when you feel like you need one, take some time for yourself every now and then yk? mental health can be a headache🧑‍🦲and sometimes sitting down and taking a deep breath is the best we can do! remember to stay hydrated and eat bun! you deserve it! i hope you have a great day/night! (u dont have to post this lol i just dk how to use tumblr/send dms) -🏂
hey!
tysm you're so sweet )": i hope you've been doing well too, and have been taking care of your health, physical or mental!
for the dms, it should appear when you tap on this:
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like, there's an option to either send an ask or a private message, i think ?
anyway, have a good day/night. i hope next week will be peaceful for you ^^
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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hi! this is my first request ever so im a little nervous but i stumbled across your blog and your writing literally made me cry and it was really good so i just have to request something!
is it alright to request beidou, diluc, kazuha, or zhongli (whoever you want) when the reader is just super tired of being used as a punching bag for everyone and is just exhausted in general and is having thoughts of relapsing with sh? and if its not too much could you add the detail that they've been in past abusive relationships and are still affected by it?
if this makes you uncomfy or its too much please skip this! please remember to take care of yourself, take breaks and remember to eat and drink something! thank you so much for the comfort you bring to others, because the stuff of yours that i've read so far has made me feel a lot better than how i was feeling before :) <3
❝ 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓌 ❞
➝ beidou, diluc, zhongli
➝ pronouns: they/them
➝ warnings: emotional exhaustion, mentions of self-harm + abusive relationships (not the characters) ⚠️
➝ a/n: hello! ahh i’m sorry for taking so much time for your request! i didn’t include kazuha, since i’m really not sure how he would react or comfort. still, i hope that’s good enough > > i wish you a good week, please stay safe and take care of yourself, you deserve it ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ
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🍂 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓾 ༘ *
• when beidou decides to take a break in Liyue between two travels, she thinks everyone would go see their friends and friends - those who can, anyway. the last trip to inazuma has been tough after all, and they need to rest after fighting the storms.
• while everyone is more or less happy to finally see the warm atmosphere of the harbor and the golden laterns hanging from buildings, you keep your eyes glued to the ground, your bag heavy on your shoulders.
• beidou cares for her crew: so of course, when she notices you slowly making your way in the streets of liyue harbor, and not matching the energy of her friends, she immediately gets worried.
• she follows you, and you walk away from the busy crowds of the harbor, snifling a few times. you only stop when you’re out of the city and sit down in the grass, your knees against your chest.
• beidou has never seen you like this before.
• she gently tap her hand on your shoulder, startling you.
• “ hey there, y/n. “ you turn your head to face her, catching her off guard with the tears in your eyes. “ what’s wrong ? did something happen ? “
• you shake your head first, not wanting her to be concerned about your mental health. after all, she already has so much to worry about as the captain of the krux. she doesn’t look convinced though, obviously. your tears haven’t stopped rolling down your cheeks after all.
• beidou places her hands on your shoulders and helps you take your bag off your back. when that is done, she leaves her hands there, massaging your sore muscles with her thumb. you welcome the gentle touch by leaning backward until your back touches her chest.
• “ come on. you can tell me anything, y/n. was the last trip too rough for you ? “
• you take a deep breath, and finally let your feelings out.
• you tell her about the rough treatment that you received on the krux. about all the jokes your crew made about you -- of course, they probably didn’t mean to hurt you. most of them just had that kind of humor, one that hurts you deeply and tears your self-confidence to shreds.
• by the end of the trip, every little mistake you made made you want to tear the skin off your face. you were scared of their so-called jokes. just thinking about it made you want to cry harder.
• beidou listens, taking in every word you speak and regretting not seeing anything when it happened.
• when your voice trailed off, she wrapped her arms around you and looked at you: and indeed, you had red lines on the sides of your face, as if you had been scratching yourself.
• “ i’m sorry i didn’t notice earlier, y/n. “ you could tell she was angry just by hearing her, but by the way she held you, you knew it wasn’t against you. “ i’ll talk to them about this - no details, don’t worry. there are some things they just can’t say to people they don’t know. “
• she rested her head on top of yours, admiring the last sunrays disappearing in the sea. “ you’re home, now. i promise nothing like this will ever happen again. “
• “ and if you ever feel the need to hurt yourself... “ her fingers traced the lines on your face. “ just call me, okay ? i’ll be there for you, and i’ll make sure you stay safe. “
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🍂 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓬 ༘ *
• it’s a rainy evening in mondstadt.
• the tavern is filled with people; whether it’s because they want to drink, or just stay in a warm place with their friends.
• you’re waiting for diluc to end his shift so you can spend time with him. you crave his wamrth more than ever tonight, and the day was rough. you wish time would pass faster and everyone could just go out.
• despite the crowd in the tavern, diluc notices your presence quickly. you wave your hand at him, and he nods in response.
• you watch him work to distract yourself from your thoughts. he washes glasses that were previously filled with alcohol, takes orders from his clients and keeps an eye on everyone. he occasionally goes upstairs to check there, so you have to focus on something else instead.
• when the last person finally leaves the tavern, diluc stretches his back, groaning when he hears something crack. he then makes his way to you, sponge in hand and towel on his shoulder.
• " good evening, y/n. " he washes a table next to yours, glancing at you several times when he notices your saddened expression. " is something wrong ? "
• " ..i'm tired. " you barely have the strength to speak. that’s how exhausted you are, though you can’t express it properly.
• diluc hums and pulls a chair to sit close to you. it’s not his first time seeing you like this, and he knows everything that happened. that includes the red spots on your forearms, where you've hit yourself as a last attempt to keep yourself safe. despite your long sleeves, he can guess you're hurt.
• he holds your arms in his hands, pulling you closer to plant a kiss on the top of your head. " i'm proud of you, y/n. "
• you lift your head to look at him. proud of what ? the only thing you did was cry and hurt yourself. " i know it's hard to recover when your only source of comfort is pain. you did very well today. "
• you let your head fall in the crook of his neck, not minding the scent of alcohol and focusing on how nice it feels to touch someone, especially a person as warm as him.
• “ you can rest now. i’m here. “ all the tension leaves your body when you hear these words.
• you know that after a long day filled with stress and tears, you can rely on him to heal you. and it feels good to trust someone for once. especially since diluc proves to you, everyday, that he’s there for you and that he would never hurt you.
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🍂 𝔃𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓲 ༘ *
• after a long day of work, you’re always excited to meet zhongli near the wangsheng funeral parlor. since you end your shift a little earlier than him, it’s a routine for you to wait for him outside, and greet him once he’s done.
• no matter what the weather is, you always wait for him, eager to listen to him and tell him all about your day. well.. almost.
• after all, it’s hard for you to tell him about the treatment you receive from your colleagues, even tears are burning in the corners of your eyes. zhongli does notice the sparkles in your eyes of course, and sometimes he takes note of how quiet you are. but, he’d rather let you take the first step, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable.
• and while first step means opening up about your feelings to him.. you end up revealing your secrets in another way. one that makes his heart crumble when he just thinks about it.
• as usual, you wait for him outside of the funeral parlor; but your chest hurts and your ribcage feels empty. when you see his warm smile and hear his voice asking how your day was, you fall apart, unable to contain anything in front of him.
• he’s at a loss for word, but still, he remembers that you two are in the busy harbor, near crowds -- and takes you away from said crowds.
• when that is done, he gently presses his hands against your back, bringing you closer until the warmth radiating from him. “ dear, may i ask what happened ? “ the crowd is muffled behind his deep voice.
• you try to explain what happened -- what happens every day. you barely manage to tell him your problems through your tears, and give up while trying to tell him how you feel about it.
• instead, you grip your shirt, where your heart is. and he understands how painful it must be for you.
• “ y/n. would you mind if i accompany you to work tomorrow ? i would like to have a word with these rascals. “ you giggle, amused by the way he talks about your coworkers. it’s relieving to laugh about something else than yourself, sometimes.
• still, you nod, knowing zhongli would make the situation a little more bearable for you.
• “ then it’s settled. i will wait for you outside of your home tomorrow morning. “ you hum in response, drying your tears on his vest as you press yourself closer to his chest. he fills the void in your body. “ i wanted to take a walk outside of the harbor with you today, but... i believe it’s best if you rest, y/n. i will take you home. “
• you don’t move -- not yet, zhongli is so warm against you and holds you so lovingly. he doesn’t let go either, opting to do so when you get out of his embrace first.
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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hii bun!! how have u been?:) its the one anon that made the diluc, xiao and venti request (i cant figure out how to link it like the kther anon did dejdnejd😭) anyways i was reading rules and stuff but i wondering if we could like um idk whats the name but its when the anons have like certain names so they can be identified when requesting or interacting (hopefully this makes sense) basically if we can like claim one here in ur blog [hehe] its okay if not! but if we can then could i be 🏂anon?;)
hello 🏂 anon!
little tired and stuff, how about you ? ^^
and sure, of course! i'll include it in the pinned post soon so it will be more clear.
have a good day/night!! <3
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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❝ 𝓸𝓯 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 ❞
➝ kaeya, thoma, diluc, lisa, zhongli
     short fics: how they comfort you ♡
➝ pronouns: they/them
➝ warnings: under the characters’ names, this time. ⚠️
➝ a/n: hello! i’ll keep this short, but thank you for 100+ followers. it’s a relief to know that some people like my fics. it means a lot <3 also for the people who requested stuff: i’m working on it. ‘m sorry it takes so long (´・_・`)
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🍂 𝓴𝓪𝓮𝔂𝓪 ༘ *
➝ loneliness, not feeling loved
" darling, you need love to survive. " kaeya combs his hand through your hair, untangling the knots. tiny snowflakes fall from his fingertips to your scalp, and it feels good compared to the uncomfortable warmth your fears brought you. " and of course you deserve it. you're not a sinner, you're worth more. " the scent of calla lilies on his clothes are soothing. " i love you, okay ? " he holds you close to himself, covering your trembling body with his scarf. " sleep, now. i'll stay with you. " and he sends you to morpheus' arms with a kiss on your eyelid.
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🍂𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓪 ༘ *
➝ low self-esteem
" i... understand what it's like to be used. I know my place in Inazuma. but what makes me human are my feelings and my thoughts. you have these too, y/n. " your words broke him, when you confessed to him that you didn't feel like a human anymore. now, he doesn't want to let you go, even if the sun in ritou is setting and the breeze is getting colder. he stares at the waves, thinking about how he can help -- because he refuses to let you down. his hands wander on your back and he lets you grip his clothes however you want. " i know from experience that no matter what the gods say, nothing is eternal. don't let the past linger, they're gone now. " you cry harder, so naturally, his embrace gets tighter.
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🍂𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓬 ༘ *
➝ mentions of abuse
" it's over now, y/n. " diluc murmurs, his voice is barely louder than the wood in the fireplace, cracking as it burns. you can hear the footsteps of the maids nearby, but they seem so distant. you're hidden in diluc's coat, in the dark with only the scent of grapes and his low voice to keep you company. " they can't hurt you anymore. you're safe. " he's not sure what happened, to be honest. but he sees a young adult in you, one who is all alone with his feelings and his blazing claymore, the only source of light in his world. he doesn't want you to feel this way. diluc clears his throat and hums a melody, wrapping his arms around you. " i'm here, you have nothing to fear. "
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➝ low self-confidence, body issues
" cutie, of course you're beautiful. " lisa scoffs as she runs her hand through your hair. her emerald eyes gaze at you lovingly, and she places a gentle kiss on the top of your head. " you have so little time to live, don't waste it on obsessing over traits that you cannot change. " she dries your tears with a rose-scented tissue, and you can barely feel it with how soft her touch is. " you can take care of your body all you want, but do not neglect your heart. " she cups your cheeks, smiling when he sees you nod.
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🍂 𝔃𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓲 ༘ *
➝ breaking down, no energy
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" allow yourself to rest. " zhongli keeps a firm hold on your shoulder, not minding your disheveled figure nor the darkness in your bedroom. you're in your bed, feeling powerless and weak. but you're not alone. " i know you are trying your best, and i am proud of you. " a cup of tea is on your desk, smoke lingering on top of it. " humans are fragile. you can not expect yourself to be strong all the time. " he draws circles on your shoulder with his thumb, now. you glance at the books on the ground and zhongli picks one of them up. he coughs once, and starts reading it, hoping it will help you sleep.
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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i'm this anon and i wanted to thank you so much :') not only your writing style is amazing but you're so kind as well. i'm definitely gonna read this over and over again<3 thanks a lot for taking time of your day to do it haha
hi!
you're welcome anon! i'm so glad you like it! i was worried i would accidentally make you uncomfortable while writing, it's a relief to know that it actually comforted you a bit.
mwah i hope you will have an amazing day/night <3
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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hey!! uh this is a specifically weird request so pls feel free to reject it as you wish, i don't want to make you uncomfortable of any sort !! be cautious when reading :((
tw // suicide mentions, SA, death mentions, major heavy stuff
i've been wanting to request sonething like this for a while so uh :') here it goes,, this is major inspired from incidents that took place in my life and i feel like reading scenarios based on them would comfort me a lot. please feel free to change anything to you pleasing if you want, tho!!
i could briefly say that i'm a kaeya kinnie, as i relate to him in many ways, so i'd like to say that the reader does as well; as in having a flirty and overly playful demeanor yet being mysterious and securing off real feelings and having secrets all around.
a reader that, after a long history of violence directed towards them in their life, are pretty traumatized (bonus points if it was because of heavy SA and/or person's deaths around them) and are now afraid of touch, intimacy, yet it doesn't look like it at all.
i'd like to say that the reader also has very bad coping mechanisms? as in drinking problems (that they either play off like it's nothing or they just hide it inside their house until someone sees themselves) and disappearing from time to time until it becomes normal for other people. also for them to be quite auto-destructive, even if they're smart enough to tell; they just do not care about themselves at all, the only thing keeping themselves alive is their pure curiosity for what will happen next.
i'd like this to be a kaeya x gn! reader as i feel like he'd be the only one that could actually understand the struggles going on inside the reader's mind, as well as for the reader to understand kaeya's as well. basically the reader being a mirror of kaeya, in their own way.
this is too specific and i know i'm asking for to much, but i still wanted to try my best as your writing style is very pretty- again, please ignore this if you feel uncomfortable or simply don't want to do it. i don't want to pressure you in any way <3 have a nice day
❝ 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 ? ❞
➝ kaeya
    seeing himself in you and wanting to help
➝ pronouns: they/them
➝ warnings: implied death/SA, using alcohol as a coping mechanism, self-destructive behavior. ⚠️
➝ a/n: hey anon! i’m sorry it took so long, i rewrote it several times and was never satisfied haha. also, just to warn you, there is a mention of physical affection between kaeya and the reader - not a lot but still. i tried to make it as gentle and comforting as possible, but in case it makes you uncomfortable, i’ve put “ ♡ “ before and after that scene so you can skip it if you want - i wasn’t sure whether you’d like this to be included in the fic or not. i hope this can make you feel better. i wish you the best <3
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• you met kaeya when you started working for the knights of favonius.
• almost immediately, the two of you got along. he was glad to finally have someone with the same kind of humour as him! while he would start a conversation with a compliment on your appearance or a flirtatious comment, you would reply in a way that is either humorous or flattering.
• he found himself genuinely appreciating your presence: not only you understand his humor and laugh along with him, but you also share the same interest for alcohol, which pleases him greatly. he enjoys hanging out with you in the tavern!
• whether you’re drunk or not, you always manage to crack a joke that makes him slam his hand on the counter while laughing.
• however, do not underestimate how observant he can be.
• while his initial reason to pay attention to you was to know how to train you as a knight, and see what your strengths and weaknesses are, he soon finds... another motive.
• it starts with a weird feeling.
• whenever you wave goodbye at him before leaving the tavern, he'd get this strange pain in his chest, and the urge to be with you. he always shakes the feeling off, of course, not wanting to occupy too much space in your personal life.
• but then, you disappear.
• kaeya is concerned when you don’t show up to your training. he tries to knock on your door, and looks for any information concerning your sudden disappearance: a letter from you, a threat from the abyss order or criminals related to you... you haven't been sent on an expedition either.
• it takes him a while to look through all the papers on his and jean's desk -- after all, he has his own duties. he’s frustrated by the lack of answers.
• ...
• you come back before he could find any clue.
• indeed, he finds you one week later in jean's office, explaining why you have been absent for the past seven days. it’s obvious you’re dodging her questions and giving vague answers about being busy.
• while jean tries to keep a smile on her face and reassures you, saying that all your tasks have been taken care of and that you don't have to worry about anything, kaeya doesn't try to hide the frown on his face. he’s leaning against a wall, silently observing you with his arms crossed.
• he stares at you, and to his horror, he can almost see his own eyepatch on your eye and a web of lies in your hands.
• he doesn't immediately pry for information, though. he knows everyone has their secrets, and he doesn't suspect you of being a threat to mondstadt or plotting anything.
• still, when the meeting ends, he follows you in the corridor to catch up with you. he hasn't seen you for a week after all.
• he touches your shoulder to get your attention, surprised you didn't heart his boots against the marble floor, and you flinch.
• the fear in your eyes as you turn around sends shivers down his spine, but he tries to ignore the feeling.
" it's good to see you again, y/n. would my favourite little knight want to meet me at the tavern tonight ? " he has a charming smile on his lips as he speaks.
 you chuckle and take a step back. " why of course. i can't possibly deny an evening with you, captain. "
kaeya smirks, satisfied with your answer. " well then, i'll see you there at 8. don't keep me waiting. ~ "
• you hum in response, your shoulder still burning from the touch.
• that night, when you meet him in the tavern again, you can see that he keeps some distance between the two of you. he moves his chair a few centimeters further from yours and doesn't touch you once.
• at first you wonder if it's because he's mad at you for not coming to work without notifying him, but apart from the physical distance between you too, he's as talkative and entertaining as ever.
• the night goes... relatively well, although you still worry about the consequences of your absence, and hope kaeya and the rest of the knights will get used to it at some point. that was only your first time vanishing without giving any news, but it surely won’t be the last. maybe they’ll all hate you for it, one day ?
• letting out a sigh, you finish what was in your glass and ask for some more.
• and more.
• master diluc sends worried glances towards you and taps his brother’s shoulder, grumbling that he should bring you home. kaeya didn’t notice how much you were drinking at first, since it seemed completely normal for him to order so much alcohol.
• finally, he reacts, moving to wrap an arm around your waist. you move away, mumbling a tiny “no” as you try to get up on your own.
kaeya nods, remembering the reaction you had earlier when he touched you. “ y/n, i’m going to bring you home, okay ? i’ll stay besides you and if you need help to walk, just tell me. “
• you reluctantly obey. even if you stay in the tavern, there’s no way diluc will let you drink any more alcohol.
• on your way home, you stumble a couple of time, and have to ask kaeya to support you. tears well up in your eyes, and even though your superior notices, he doesn’t comment on it.
• hoping you could save some of your facade, you fumble in your pocket to find your keys, and try to unlock the door of your home with them. your hand trembles though, and you struggle to do it. kaeya grabs your keys and opens the door for you. you squeeze your eyes shut when he stops walking.
• his eye scan the corridor, and the many bottles on the ground, along with sheets of papers, letters and your weapon. he can’t blame you for the mess -- his own place resembles yours when he forgets to clean up.
• still... while he’s in no position to tell you to tidy your home, he’s extremely concerned. he knows himself and how unhealthy he can be, and seeing you having the same kind of behavior isn’t a good sign.
“ go to bed, y/n. i’ll bring you some water. “ he finally lets you go and you stumble to your bedroom, immediately collapsing on the mattress with your uniform still on.
• kaeya makes his way to your kitchen, and fills one of the rare clean glasses with water. when he joins you in your bedroom, you’re already asleep on your side, a bucket next to your bed. as if you were already prepared for such events.
• he sits on a chair next to your bed and takes another look at your home, the moon brings light to the piles of clothes and dust on the ground. it only takes him a few minutes to get comfortable. soon enough, his scarf and jacket are thrown on the back of the chair and he sits there, his arms crossed against his chest and head lolling on the side. he’s only a little tipsy, thankfully, and stays awake all night long in case you need something.
• the next day, you wake up with a throbbing headache and a sick stomach... and the scent of food coming from your kitchen ? following the smell, your eyes widen when you see the cavalry captain cooking in your kitchen, his uniform on and making himself at home as if he owned the place.
noticing the presence behind him, kaeya turns around. “ ah, good morning y/n. i suppose i have to explain the situation, don’t i ? “ he chuckles at your confused face. “ you were drunk last night, so i brought you home and stayed with you. wouldn’t want one of my most reliable knights to get sick. i’m just finishing to cook your breakfast, i will leave soon. but first... “
• his eye pierces through you and you shiver when you hear his next word.
we need to talk. “
you smile, deciding to use your best shield. “ oh ? what is it that we have to talk about ? if it’s about the cost of the alcohol, i’ll go pay master diluc right away- “
 “ stop that, y/n. “
• you freeze on the spot. you’ve never heard him take such a serious tone when talking to you. even when he gave you orders in the headquarters, there would always be a playful tone in his voice.
“ i know you’re not alright. “ kaeya keeps talking, as if he didn’t just break you with three simple words. “ i didn’t say anything when you disappeared for a week because i thought you had your reasons.” he gestures you to look at the empty bottles on the ground. “ but if that’s how you spend your days off, i’m going to have to step in. not as your superior, but as your friend. “
• you want to pretend that everything’s okay.
• really, you’re trying your very best to formulate a coherent sentence.. in vain. he can see through you, and in the star that is his eye, you see warmth. love. concern.
“ it’s alright, take your time. “ kaeya opens his arms to you, waiting for you to decide whether or not you want a hug from him. he stays patient for you, not wanting to make you feel anxious. “ i know how you feel. you’re not alone anymore. “
“ i’m... “ your voice trembles when you speak, but you see the cavalry captain nod, motioning you to go on. “ i’m scared... they hurt me. “
• you grip your shirt, right where your heart resides, and finally let your tears out. your vision is blurry and your eyes burn, but you can see kaeya, still waiting and gazing at you. despite the noticeable frown on face, he looks.. calm.
• he’s a peaceful haven in the chaos that is your apartment filled with cries and dust. slowly, you make your way to him, craving the peace he’s offering. he doesn’t move as your hands touch his back, nor when you sob in his scarf. his arms stay still, in the air, waiting for your approval. even if you don’t plan to let him touch you back, he doesn’t mind. he just wants to be there for you.
• you tell him how exhausted you are, and how you wish you could erase your painful memories. that way maybe, you wouldn’t have to feel these hands on you any longer. those ghosts would stop haunting you, and you’d be free.. just like you were meant to be, as a citizen of mondstadt.
• and kaeya listens.
• he hears himself in your voice, and he misses his own loved ones with you.
“ y/n... “ he finally speaks, sensing that you’re struggling to express yourself. but you don’t need to force yourself so much, because he understands what broke you so much. “ this is all in the past. i know this may not mean anything -- and i’m not saying you have no reason to be affected by what happened. “
“ but i promise you, no one will ever hurt you again. i’ll keep you safe. “
wiping the tears off your cheeks, you stare into his eyes, trying to find any sign that he might be lying. “ really ? “ you mutter out.
“ of course. i’ve been hurt, too. “ he smile, and it looks so different from the usual smirk he wears on his lips. it’s a side he only shows to you, after all. “ but i’m slowly healing, thanks to people like you. “
“ i hope you don’t mind if i stay by your side. “
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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i think im going to cry thank you so so so so much i have no words you have no idea how much it means to me😭<\3 (same anon that made the venti,xiao,diluc request)
hey again anon!
yw! it was a bit challenging to write but i'm glad that fic managed to bring you comfort (:
i wish you a very peaceful and good week-end! mwah take care of yourself <3
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bunn1loid · 2 years
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(tw for sh and suicide? i read the rules, please dont feel forced to do it, only if you want to and are comfortable with it!!, sorry if its too specific im just in a really bad place rn and theyre my comfort characters NXSJXN /g) i hope youve been doing well, i was wondering if i could request venti, xiao, and diluc comforting their bestfriend (gn please!) thats been secretly struggling with severe depression, sh and suicidal thoughts? thank you :D have a nice day/night, remember to hydrate! <3
❝ 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮 ❞
➝ venti, xiao, diluc
     comforting you when you’re depressed
➝ pronouns: they/them
➝ warnings: depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts
➝  a/n: hello anon! i'm sorry you have to suffer so much, and i hope this will bring you some comfort. if you ever need to talk, i'll be there, okay? i wish you the best, you deserve it. pls stay safe, and have a good day/night too ♡
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🍂 𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲:
• when you befriend venti, he quickly notices that something about you is... off.
• you don’t radiate the same happiness as most of the inhabitants of mondstadt, and while he knows he shouldn’t press you for answers, he worries for you greatly.
• still, he struggles to find the reason why your smile rarely reaches your eyes, even though you wake up every morning, dress up and go outside -- and he’s always pleased to see you.
• it’s during one of those mornings that he notices a faint, red stain on your shirt. he stays silent about it until you’re both out of the city, he knows better than to question the blood on your clothes in front of the knights and... everyone else.
• he brings you to windrise, his usually cheerful behavior disappearing as you two approach the large tree. he holds your hand gently, and when he turns around to face you, you find yourself in front of barbatos.
• his physical appearance stays the same, but his eyes hold the wisdom of a god and the kindness of a friend. you can't help but shiver as you feel a lukewarm wind embracing you.
• venti carefully unbuttons the sleeve of your shirt and pulls it up to your elbow, letting out a quiet sigh when he sees the injuries.
• “ y/n, you do not need to hide from me. “ he murmurs as he stares into your eyes. they remind him of a land he once knew; cold, filled with pain and utterly devastated. “ i know you’re not feeling well. would you please tell me what pains you so much ? “
• your heart aches in your chest when he takes you in his arms. venti kisses your eyelids, wanting to take away your tears.
• you try to explain your feelings, but it’s so... confusing, even to you. you just want it to end, all of this, and it hurts. you cry harder in venti’s arms, craving his touch and wanting him to hug you tighter.
• " this world is beautiful, y/n. " he says as he stares at the horizon.
• you rest your head on his chest and follow his gaze with your own eyes. with your blurred vision, you see leaves are floating in the wind and birds are singing around you. crystalflies glow in the sunlight and drop sparkling dust on your shoulders when they pass by.
• " you may not be able to realise it on your worst days, but you're still young, and you have so much to experience. " his arms leave your body, much to your dismay, and the sound of his fingers softly grazing against a lyre's strings fills the air. " i want you to listen to all the songs i play. only then i will allow you to rest. "
• he closes his eyes with a somewhat malicious smile on his lips. he knows he will never run out of songs to play and tales to tell.
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🍂𝔁𝓲𝓪𝓸:
• he can sense when you are in danger.
• and he knows something is wrong: how come everytime he comes to defend you against any potential threat, he finds you alone with an obviously forced smile on your lips ?
• you can’t hide your troubles from him for long. after some time, he decides to spend the night right outside your window, on the balcony of your home. he wants to be near you to know what is going on, he’s desperate to understand.
• he runs to you as soon as he hears you whimper, and is horrified when he sees you sitting on the edge of your bed, an item in hand and wounds on your body.
• xiao tries to ignore the feeling of his heart crumbling as he grips your wrist, preventing you from harming yourself any more. the realisation that your biggest threat is yourself leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.
• “ do not hurt yourself. “ he says, and you roll your eyes. these four words are so painful to you, almost more than your injuries. they sound so simple when they come out of his mouth, and yet... it’s almost impossible for you to stop. xiao notices your expression. “ your body is fragile, y/n. time itself is enough to damage it -- you will wither away before you know it. be gentle with your body, while it still supports you. you do not deserve pain. “
• sitting in front of you, he gestures you to place your hands in his. the tip of your fingers feel warmer when they come in contact with his skin. “ i know it’s easy to lose hope when you’re seemingly all alone and lost. i feel your pain. but you must remember that there will always be someone by your side. “
• xiao feels powerless; as your friend, he should protect you against any danger. and yet, when he tries to find his way in the maze that is your heart, he sees no way to repair it.
• nonetheless, he promises to stay with you no matter what.
• “ even if the world leaves you to perish, that someone by your side will be me. “
• you can expect him to keep you company when you come home from work. he doesn’t mind admiring the landscapes of Liyue from your balcony if it means you’re safe and sound near him.
• when the sun finally sets and you open the door of your home, you can regularly see qingxin flowers or shining crystals on your doorsteps.
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🍂 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓬:
• he might not make it obvious most of the time, but diluc loves you very much and cares for you.
• he regularly glances at you while working in the tavern, especially when you seem to be down. it’s a little routine for the two of you, to meet in front of his workplace in the evening. you keep him company while drinking and you two talk when he’s not too busy.
• when you don’t show up one night, he decides to wait for you a little longer, your favourite drink already on the counter.
• but you’re not planning to join him. you’re exhausted, in all the ways possible. your body is heavy as you drag yourself to your bed, tears silently falling from your eyes as you wonder, is it really worth it ?
• you unconsciously start scratching your hand, then your forearm. your nails touch your scars, your bruises. they hurt, but deep inside... you’re relieved, you feel warm.
• that warmth instantly disappears when you hear knocks on your door.
• you don’t want to walk all the way to the door, risk tripping on the mess that is your bedroom and have any social interaction..
• but a familiar voice comes from outside. “ y/n, are you in there ? “ diluc stops knocking, but you can’t hear his footsteps either, meaning he’s planning to stay in front of your apartment.
• you slowly make your way to your door, not wanting to keep your friend waiting; but stumble on a pile of clothes and nearly fall. you grow ashamed of the dirty clothes and dishes in your apartment, and fear diluc’s judgement.
• when you finally open the door to greet him, his eyes widen.
• he takes a look at your disheveled state, his heart twisting when he sees your hands, covered in red scratches. “ you look... “ you lower your head, waiting for him to comment on your appearance. all sorts of unkind words fill your head as you wait: dirty. messy. awful. “... tired. is everything alright ? “
• you can barely believe what he just asked you. how long has it been since someone cared so much about you ?
• you can’t control the tremors in your body as you let out a whimper and a few tears.
• diluc’s eyes immediately soften. he puts a warm hand on your shoulder and guides you in your own apartment, closing the door behind him. to your surprise, he doesn’t look disgusted by the mess in your home.
• “ y/n... “ he begins with an uncharastically soft tone in his voice. he's starting to understand what is going on as he looks at his surroundings, his eyes not missing the blood-stained tissues on the ground. " come here, please. "
• he sounds like he needs to have you close to him, and his body language only confirms it as he practically hides you in his coat. it's heavy on your back, giving you a feeling of safety.
• " i'm here now. you don't have to carry this burden on your own, okay ? " he sways back and forth, rocking you in his arms.
• just the thought of losing you is enough to make him sick, and he tries to hold you even closer to himself to ensure that you won't disappear.
• " i know the situation seems hopeless... but we will find a solution together. you can lean on me if your feelings are too heavy. " his words drip with sincerity as he speaks. you melt in his touch, feeling a little more secure.
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❝ 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓶𝓮 ❞
➝ diluc, kaeya, thoma
    how they hug + how long it takes
➝ pronouns: they/them
➝ warnings: mentions of trust/abandonment issues in kaeya + diluc, spoilers about thoma’s hangout event
➝ a/n: ok so. i tried my best to stick to their characters and see how they would react in a realistic way, but honestly i think i messed up again. i’m sorry if it’s the case </3
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🍂 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓬:
• it takes months for him to start showing physical affection.
• this man is used to be alone. he knows many people respect, and even love him, but believes all of this is related to his wealth, his appearance, or his polite attitude towards everyone.
• so when you show up and look at him in awe when he’s doing nothing special, it makes him uncomfortable at first. he tries to keep his distances with you for several reasons: he doesn’t want to risk getting deceived or hurt, and he’s convinced himself that he doesn’t need anyone, that having a friendly “chit-chat” is a waste of time. he’s had this mentality for years, and he finds it difficult to rewire his brain.
• he can’t keep these walls up forever, though. not with you asking him how he’s doing everyday and frowning when he tells you that he’s fine and that you should go back to work. not when you always seem to have good intentions and genuinely want the best for him -- for everyone. not when you tell him to take care of himself, or else you’ll do it.
• he’s touched, and can’t help but feel a little attached to you. this feeling intensifies when he opens up to you once, telling you how tiring his job as a bartender can be and complaining about drunkards.. and you just listen, without teasing him or anything.
• chances are diluc won’t take the first step, but you can see that he’s getting more and more comfortable when you pat his back or generally stand close to him.
• if, after a few months, you come up to him with your arms wide open, he’s confused at first. he knows what you want, of course, but doesn’t know the reason. he’s worried that you might be feeling lonely, or hurt, and isn’t sure how to hug back properly.
• he tries though. you’re nice enough to wait for you two to be alone, so the least he can do is return the affection, no ? besides, you’ve been by his side for months, by fighting with him or just keeping him company in the tavern.
• feeling your arms around his waist unlock something in him, and he almost sighs in pleasure. he forgot how good it feels to receive and to accept so much affection, and how heartwarming it is. he doesn’t want to move.
• still, he tries to act like he’s unbothered, not completely willing to admit that maybe, he craves your touch.
• now that you know he accepts you fully, oh archons. it goes downhill from that point. /j
• you regularly touch him from there on: twice more pats on his back, resting your head on his shoulder... and if you’re feeling bold, you ruffle his hair.
• and surprisingly... he doesn’t mind.
• you always knew he was a caring and gentle man, but not the point of expecting him to just stand there and let you play with his hair, making it even messier than before... only when no one’s around, still. he needs to seem quite a little intimidating in order to control drunkards and fight.
• now, when the two of you are alone...
• diluc practically engulfs you in a warm embrace, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and head. your face is pressed against his chest and he keeps his lips on the top of your head.
• his hugs are firm, warm, and usually last a long time. he just stands in front of you and keeps you close to himself, quietly. he loves the feeling of having someone he trusts in his arms and he adores the way your hands slowly caress his back.
• with time and practice, he leans how to give the best hugs and... after a while... his hugs are sooo good that just his hands brushing against your back takes away all the weight and tension that had builded up in there <3
• his hugs scream “you are safe here” and “you are very dear to me”. he stays silent, but communicates all his thoughts through the gentle warmth of his hands rubbing your neck. you can feel his heartbeat slowing down.
• diluc still doesn’t ask for hugs himself, but he lets you know that his arms are always open for you, and knows you can tell when he needs affection.
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🍂 𝓴𝓪𝓮𝔂𝓪:
• just like his brother, it takes him at least a few months to show genuine, physical affection -- if not more.
• don’t get me wrong, he often gives out compliments and he’s a tactile man. if he sees that you don’t mind being touched, oh well, he doesn’t restrain himself.
• but he still keeps his distance. it’s just a hand on your back, an arm around your neck when he laughs, maybe a light and quick hug if you ask for it.
• it would take him a looong time to be genuine, but if he sees something in you, he might give more... sincere affection. for example, when someone treats him like a lazy knight, or worse, a shady guy, and you defend him. of course he can defend himself or just laugh it off, but seeing you do this touches him deeply.
• he doesn’t want to hurt you. in fact, he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, which he why he tries to distance himself from you at first, too.
• but when you tell him you miss eating lunch with him and ask him if he’s alright, he’s confused on what to do. he tried to avoid you and you’re still trying to be close to him ? it scares him, but at the same time... he feels something in his chest. something nice.
• it takes him a while to give or return an actual hug, one that’s not given just to seem confident or anything like that.
• but when it happens, its ethereal.
• you notice he’s acting off one day. when his shift is over, you enter his office with a bright smile on your lips and stand in front of the door with your arms outstretched.
• kaeya slowly approaches you and pulls you close.
• he murmurs a weak “thank you” and his voice cracks.
• he’s this close to let his whole facade fall apart in front of you. he doesn’t want you to see the lonely and wounded child in him, but he can’t help it. it’s so comforting to just... take a break and rest in your arm.
• he keeps you close, his cold hands pressed firmly against your back and refusing to let go.
• poor guy has literal tears building up in his eyes, and silently tries to hold it in. he looks so fragile, it’s like you’re holding a person made of glass. he ends up hiding his face in the crook of your neck, and be damned the whole mask he built.
• he’s just a man after all, he can’t help but let his walls down a little for someone who goes out of their way to look out for him and constantly care for him despite gaining nothing from it.
• of course, he still plans to keep his secrets for himself. but, he thinks it might not be too bad to just return the affection you’ve been giving him for months.
• his heart is beating fast the first time you hold him. he has way too many emotions swirling in his chest.
• but once he gets used to it, he gets more comfortable. he might just grab you and hug you tight when he finally solves a case or gets a day off.
• he has so much love to give despite everything that happened to him, and is genuinely happy to have someone who gives all this love back without doubting him.
• sometimes, he does fear that you too might leave him, one way or another. but that encourages him to spend more time with you and make sure he enjoys his days with you.
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🍂 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓪:
• unlike the other two, it might only take him a few weeks for him to show any kind of genuine affection, one that is more than the general politeness he shows to everyone.
• he enjoys making people happy, though he prefers to use words when interacting with someone he doesn’t know too well.
• but if you show him respect and want to help him with his chores or just spend time with him, it doesn’t take too long before he warms up to you.
• you two start with high-fiving when you’re done watering the plants in the garden of the yashiro commission. then, he holds your hands to teach you how to knit. his touch is very light and gentle, as if he’s still fearing he might make you uncomfortable.
• and finally, after a long day of housekeeping, while you’re both sitting at the edge of a cliff.. you feel his head fall on your shoulder and see his grip tigthening around the windwheel asters you brought him, as he stares at the setting sun.
• he only allows himself to feel this way when he has time to, and when he’s with someone he trusts: only a few people can see that side of him.
• you run your hand through his hair and pull him a little closer. he moves along to wrap his arms around your neck, and he hides in your chest, finding his home in your heartbeat.
• his usual, heart-warming smile comes back the next day, and oh is he happy to see you.
• thoma makes sure you know you can always come to him if you have any problem, and promises to have your back. of course, he was already there for you from the start, but this time he makes it clear he wants to keep you safe because he loves you, not just because he wants to help everyone.
• he’s normally not that tactile with others; again, he doesn’t want to accidentally make someone feel uncomfortable. if you tell him you don’t mind though, he touches you a lot more, especially when you two are having fun while taking care of the animals in inazuma or having a hotpot game with the kamisato siblings.
• his hugs are very often accompanied with kind words and comfort.
• i feel like this man smells like soap and aralia wood, or flowers. it’s very soothing, especially with his hands applying pressure right where your muscle hurt the most. he just knows.
• his hugs don’t last a long time, but he gives plenty of affection throughout the day!
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𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 <3
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❝ 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝔂. ❞
♡ character: diluc, thoma
 ♡ pronouns: he/him
 ♡ warnings: gender dysphoria (ftm), thoughts about self-harming, negative self-talk, y/n comparing himself to someone, mentions of suicidal thoughts.
 ♡ genre: hurt/comfort
 ♡ a/n: just a comfort thing i needed to write. it’s implied that diluc and thoma are y/n’s father/brother figures, because yes. please do not read this if you think it’ll make you feel bad. i’m sorry to anyone who experiences gender dysphoria, no matter what your gender is. you are valid and loved. i wish you the best.
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🍂 𝘋𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘤:
• you felt like tearing your vocal chords out of your throat as you cried. your pillow was damp with tears and your heart was aching as if something was gripping it tightly.
• you tried your best to sob silently.. a way to not hear your own voice. but you couldn’t stop the little whimpers from escaping.
• of course, Diluc heard you.
• in fact, he had noticed that something was wrong a while ago. you spent a longer time getting out of bed when a maid woke you up, and you were quiet during lunch. while you were eating, you had visible tears forming in your eyes, shaking as you tried not to break down.
• he wanted to give you some space, thinking you would eventually ask for his help if you needed it.
• still, he couldn’t help but find excuses to pass near your door several times that day: forgetting his coat in his room, not being able to find Elzer despite seeing the man downstairs a few minutes ago, having to retrieve documents on his desk, ... it was too obvious that he wanted to stay near you.
• naturally, when he heard your muffled cries, he stopped and gently knocked on your door, deciding it was enough.
• “ Y/n. can I come in ? ”
• you heard his deep voice, laced with love and concern... and cried even harder. your voice didn’t sound like that. it never did, and it never will. and you hated it.
• you didn’t reply to him.
• but Diluc didn’t want to wait for an answer, anyway. he entered your room, and you instictively hid your body under your blanket. don’t look at me.
• “ what’s wrong, hm ? ” he murmured as he sat on the edge of your bed.
• one of his warm hand soon found its place on your shoulder and he rubbed circles with his thumb.
• you didn’t want to get out of your new little hideout, nor did you want to speak. you just wished to disappear.
• but you also knew Diluc wouldn’t leave you alone so easily, even if you ignored him. you gathered all the courage you had in your trembling body and asked in a shy voice, “ what am I ? ”
• and he knew.
• it all clicked together in his head. he understood how much pain that question held, how heavy it was, dripping with sadness.
• “ you’re my son. ” he replied in a nonchalant tone, as it was completely logical to him. “ would you like me to remind you what your name is, too, young man ? ”
• it sounded so natural when he said it. he made it sound so evident, as if you had the body and the voice that fit your gender.
• “... I’m tired of this body. “ your voice was weak and barely audible. “ I’m scared... “ you gulped. “ that I might look like this forever. I don’t want to. I’d rather die than- “
• “ hey. ” Diluc interrupted you, not believing what he was hearing.
• he knew your dysphoria made you feel terrible. he couldn’t quite imagine what it was like, to be treated like someone you’re not and to be in a body you don’t recognise. but he could tell it was a horrible experience, just by looking at your  disheveled figure walking downstairs for dinner.
• “ it will get better. ” he sounded so confident, you almost believed him.
• you whined when he removed the blanket from your body.
• “ look at me, Y/n. “ he waited for you to turn around. “ one day, you’ll look at yourself in the mirror and see this. “ he pointed at his chin, and his one-day-old beard. he didn’t have to go outside that day after all, so he didn’t feel the need to shave. “ you’ll have to decide whether you’ll want to shave it, or let it grow. “
• he pushed your head against his chest, letting you sob in his shirt. “ you’re still young. don’t give up so soon, please. “ his hands moved across your back. " just because you don't look like most men in mondstadt doesn't mean you aren't one. " 
• you wanted to argue and tell him it was different.
• they could go wherever they wanted, in a nation full of strangers, and still be called ‘sir’. you couldn’t even walk around in your hometown without getting misgendered.
• of course, it was mostly because they didn’t know: you feared the reactions of people, thus diluc only told people you both trusted about your gender, and you had yet to grow older and start a proper transition.
• you had a safe circle of loved ones who respected your pronouns: Kaeya didn’t hesitate to call you the most embarrassing nicknames, such as little prince, and Jean made it clear that you had to be addressed as a man whenever someone misgendered you in front of her, not fearing their words and not allowing them to question that.
• ... but a lot of people didn’t care, or seemed to forget. of course they did. your voice, your body, even the way you walked or sat were used as an excuse for them to misgender you.
• “ we will find a solution, my dear. don’t worry. “ Diluc assured you the best, placing a kiss on the top of your head.
• you muttered a small “ thank you, sorry for bothering you so much. “ and his heart broke a little more. you tried to go back under the blanket, but he refused to let you out of his embrace.
“ you’re not a bother, Y/n. you’re my boy, and I love you. I always will. “ he sealed his promise with a kiss on your eyelid.
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🍂 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢:
• a comfortable silence reigned on ritou's port.
• leaves from the maple trees that surrounded you danced around you, taken away from their homes with the gentle breeze. the bright environment around you contrasted greatly with your feelings.
• you let out a sigh, leaning against a tree. wondering why you were in this body. if maybe, just maybe, it was a sign that you shouldn't have been alive from the start.
• your heart was heavy in your chest, and you thought about throwing it in the sea.
• everything felt so wrong, and it separated you from the outside world, as you were trying to figure out if you were really a man, and why you couldn't just love yourself, as others liked to say.
• " I’ve finally found you, Y/n! " you waved your hand at who you assumed was Thoma, not having the energy nor the willpower to speak.
• Thoma kneeled next to you, his warm smile still on his face. he knew something was wrong, but he wasn't sure how to address it. " next time, please warn me before you leave. you wouldn't believe how many people I had to bother to know where you went, and how worried I was! "
• you stopped listening when the word bother came out of his mouth.
• you were always a bother, after all. always wanting more, as if having a few people respecting your pronouns wasn't enough. running out of narukami island just because you couldn't control your feelings.
• Thoma stopped talking as soon as you drifted off in your thoughts. he stared at you, thinking about what could've happened to make you act this way.
• you were always so sweet and full of energy all the time. the only times when he saw you in this state, you explained that there wasn't really a cause, that it was just your dysphoria that-
• his eyes widened at the realisation.
• " oh, Y/n. " he whispered, grabbing your arms to pull you close. " come here. "
• he sat down with his legs dangling off the wooden platform and made you sit on his lap. " it's okay. I’ve got you. " he wrapped his arms around you and placed his head on top of you. " you're my sweet little brother, you know that ? "
• you drowned in his warmth, but as always, it wasn't enough.
• " I wish I could be like you. " you mumbled against his chest. " then I wouldn't have to be so sad and bother everyone. "
• " shhh. you're not bothering anyone. you have the right to feel depressed, and I promise I'll help you. " it had been a long time since he felt so determined, but seeing you like that revived a flame inside him. " it's just a temporary problem, Y/n. soon enough, you'll be called mister, and you'll finally be able to look at yourself in the mirror. I’ll make sure of that. "
• you couldn't let a single word out, fearing that you might cry if you tried to do so.
• ritou once again fell silent, and you let Thoma's heartbeat appease you.
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bunn1loid · 3 years
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🌿 how they sleep ◝
➝ childe, kaeya, venti
✩ warnings: none
✩ request rules + masterlist
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❧ childe:
• it’s very very cold in snezhnaya. freezing, even.
• me thinks his room is the coziest in all of teyvat. he has at least three blankets piled next to his bed, and his pajamas always include a shirt, pants and a coat.
• childe rarely ever goes home, so he’s ecstatic when he’s there. his house is so warm and his family is the sweetest (: he can finally distract himself from his duties and find another source of happiness other than violence.
• it takes a long time to go there, and traveling in the icy nation that is snezhnaya is no fun. you’re both tired when you finally get to his home, your bodies trembling and lips turning blue.
• you both get a warm welcome from his family, and they all insist that you guys should eat and take a warm shower before resting. the ambiance at the table is joyful and some tears of happiness are shed.
• you get in the warmest pajamas you have after taking a bath -- if you don’t have anything, you’re guaranteed to find an outfit in childe’s closet, or you can borrow one from one of his siblings.
• when it’s time for bed, you hide under the sheets with childe, only to feel a heavy weight on top of your body...
•  ...that’s because everyone wanted to sleep with you guys <3 they missed their brother and grew to really like you during that evening <3 teucer is squeezing you in his arms with a strength you never knew he had, because he missed you since he left liyue <3
• the bed is a little small, so limbs are sticking out of the bundle of sheets. but it’s so warm, and everyone’s so happy!!
• if asked, childe can tell a few tales about his time in liyue (not about him nearly drowning the harbor) and describe the landscapes and the traditions there.
• when everyone gets tired, childe pulls you closer, keeping an arm around your waist to make sure you don’t fall off the bed.
• he smiles while closing his eyes, almost overwhelmed by the happiness he’s feeling. he has all his loved ones right next to him, safe in his arms. he couldn’t ask for more.
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❧ kaeya:
• this man likes to chat with you before going to sleep.
• tells you how his day went, and all kinds of mundane things like what he ate for lunch. he regularily asks you questions about your own day, too. you can tell him anything, he’s interested no matter what you say.
• he usually just lays on his side, stroking your hair or caressing your arm. when he's feeling lonely, he sits on the bed with his legs folded against his torso.
• you occasionally receive light pats on the arm when he’s laughing.
• and yes there’s a bottle of wine on the nightstand.
• the bedroom’s window usually stays open at night, especially in summer. you two often listen to the sound of mondstadt falling asleep, as the streets grow emptier and quieter.
• you can see the moon from his window, but unfortunately, it’s hard to see the stars with all the lights in the city.
• kaeya can always bring you to starsnatch cliff if you want to see them though (:
• when he senses that you’re getting tired, he kisses the top of your head. feel free to give him one back <3
• i feel like he would snore a little too loudly and drool on his pillow while sleeping. but can you really blame him ? he has to look perfect all day long, he deserves a break ♡
• would appreciate it a lot if you could hold him when he’s sad.
• he doesn’t want to ask for any affection, but wants you to notice when he’s feeling down and immediately hug him.
• kaeya doesn’t really own any warm or heavy blankets. the temperatures in mondstadt are usually mild, and body heat is enough for him. but if you’re too cold, he won’t ignore it and will try to find something warm for you. like a coat, or a big pillow.
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❧ venti:
• he likes to take you on a walk near windrise at night.
• venti says the wind sings tales and legends, and pretends to listen to it. then, he tells you what he ‘heard’ from the wind, as if he didn’t pull these stories from his own imagination.
• it’s not rare for him to suddenly stop walking and grab his lyre. he gets bursts of creativity when he’s wandering outside so freely.
• doesn’t necessarily realises what he’s doing until he sees you stopping as well and turning around to listen to him. but he doesn’t apologise. he carries on with what he was doing.
• when you start yawning is when he stops singing.
• he grabs your hand and, with the help of the wind, climbs to reach one of the strong branches of his favourite tree; there, he tells you stories about vennessa, keeping his voice low.
• keeping you close, he wraps his cape around you to keep you warm <33
• venti makes some noises while sleeping -- but he’s not snoring or anything. instead of these common sounds, he hums parts of his favourite melodies, and his voice is still as angelic as ever.
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bunn1loid · 3 years
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 🌿 when you’re overwhelmed◝
➝ Diluc, Kaeya, Childe
✩ warnings: they’re under the characters’ names this time.
✩ a/n: very self-indulgent, and much out of character but i need some comfort so here it is (´・_・`)
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❧ Diluc:
➝ mentions of blood, crying until you feel sick (?)
• Diluc is a man who doesn’t give up easily. If there’s an obstacle, he fights his way through it until he succeeds.
• It only takes him a moment to react when he sees you crying in bed in the middle of the night, when he comes home. The pillow pressed against your face is wet and your hands are shaking.
• If you can’t fight back against whatever is hurting you, then he will.
You're hurting.
you clench your fists, gripping the pillow tightly.
Your whole body is on fire, consuming your strength as you cry, face burried in your pillow. Your throat feels like it's been cut from the inside, and the blood is flooding the back of your mouth. You struggle to breathe, with the constant feeling that you might throw your insides out. Your head is pounding terribly, each wave of pain worse than the previous one. Your muscles are ready to explode in your body. You know you're too tense, but you can't calm down. You're a volcano pouring all of its emotions out, and nothing is stopping you.
Not even the warm hand caressing your back is enough as you wail, letting all the bottled sadness out.
No matter how many tears escape from your bloodshot eyes, everything still hurts too much, and the weight on your shoulders is still too heavy.
" Y/n, I need you to breathe. Slowly. "
You hear Diluc taking a deep breath, and understand that you have to imitate him. But when you open your mouth to do so, your breath is shaky, and it doesn't take long for you to suffocate again.
" It's alright. We can try again when you're ready. " He brushes your wet hair away from your face, not minding the sweat on your forehead as he gives you light touches. " I'll stay with you, don't worry. "
It's humiliating to break down in front of him, but his presence is soothing. His voice keeps the demons away, as he once again takes the role of protector. He just wishes he could get rid of your bad thoughts the way he does with abyss mages.
• He's not used to physical affection, but he doesn’t mind it -- especially if he knows you crave it.
• The warmth that engulfes you when he pulls you in his arms is different from the one you felt before. It's gentle and comforting, almost like Diluc is unconsciously forcing your body to relax.
• You eventually grow tired from the overwhelming feelings you've experienced.
• You murmur his name and as he looks down on you, you whisper a tiny " I'm tired...".
• He knows these words imply so much more than exhaustion.
• But he promises to stay with you.
The gentle praises and reassurances diluc whispers in your ear extinguish the fire inside you, and he knows that.
He felt like a volcano errupting once, when he lost his loved ones. It hurt, especially when the guilt and anger became too much for him to handle. Words he now regrets were thrown like burning rocks.
He thought he'd never be able to cool down. even while traveling without his vision, he could feel the flames in his guts. As time passed, his body grew empty of all the anger and guilt he carried. after what felt like an eternity, flowers bloomed on his darkened back, and the ashes flew off his skin. He hopes his support will be enough to help.
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❧ Kaeya:
• Behind the facade he carries everyday, there’s a sensitive man. He cares about those around him, and genuinely wants the best for them.
• He sympathizes with you when he sees you sobbing, and tries his best not to cry, too.
• when he sees you gripping your hair, he gently grabs your hands and gives both of them a kiss.
Your hands are trembling as you take the glass of water Kaeya gave you.
" If you want more, don't hesitate to tell me. " A cold hand is placed on your neck, causing you to shiver.
When you put the glass back on the night stand, Kaeya wraps his arms around your and pulls you close, shielding you from the world.
A string of "it's alright"s and "I'm here"s escape from his lips as he repeatedly kisses your face. His voice is uncharastically gentle when he comforts you, but still deep enough to bring you comfort.
You whine and grip his shirt when he moves away, afraid he might leave you here. Instead of doing that, he grabs one of the extra blankets that are next to the bed, and unfolds it to cover your trembling figure with it.
" There. now, no one can hurt you. " He says with a smile.
• Please, stay in his arms and place the blanket on his head. that way you're both underneath it, and it's warmer.
• Being used to comfort Klee, he would treat you like a child: rocking you in his arms, humming a melody that's filled with nostalgia, buying you your favorite snacks...
• Comforting you like this gives him the opportunity to forget about his responsabilities as an adult, too. In moments like these, he's just a friend comforting his loved one in childish and innocent ways. He needs that.
• He would give you the best advice he can think of if you decide to talk about what makes you sad.
• If you can't open up, he'd make a pinky promise with you, promising that you'll both be here for each other, until the very end. Even though he doesn’t expect anyone to be here for him, he wants you to know he’ll always be by your side, and hopes you’ll do the same for him.
• When you finally calm down, exhausted from crying so much, Kaeya would lay you down in bed and place your favorite stuffed animal in your arms.
• He'd run one hand in your hair while softly humming, until you fall asleep (´∀`)
Kaeya sighs softly as he caresses your cheek. You've finally fallen asleep, your face has a peaceful expression.
He wishes he could sleep with you. However, he has to think about  everything you've told him: He thinks about what he can help you with, and how.
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❧ Childe
➝ intrusive thoughts
• When he comes home, Childe sees you slumped on your bed. You're immobile, and your eyes look lifeless as you stare at the floor.
• He knows.
• He sees these empty eyes every morning, when looking at himself in a mirror. Although he doesn't know what's wrong yet, he intends to find out.
" Hey, buddy ? " Childe nudges your arm, only to receive a light slap in return. It's not enough to physically hurt him… but now he now that he knows something is wrong, he's worried.
" Dont feel like talking, hm ?" Your body moves slowly as you pull your blanket closer. " That's fine. Just tell me if you need anything. "
It's not fine, and he knows that.
But he also knows you're strong, and you will get better. Until then, he'll stay with you, and will gladly help you.
• It kills him to see you like this, but for your sake, he stays patient. He doesn't force you to get out of bed, and encourages you whenever you have a small burst of energy.
• When that happens, he supports you. Childe knows your energy and motivation are limited, and he sees the way you still move so slowly. If you decide to take a bath, he wants to wash your hair and dry your body while you sit down.
• If he can't stay with you, he orders someone to wait behind your door, just in case you need anything.
• Although he wants you to take your time, he wants to know the reason behind your low mood: is your physical health affecting your emotions, did something happen, or does it simply come and go ?
" I'm going to turn the light off. " The bed creaks under his weight. " We'll try to get some sleep tonight, okay ? "
He chuckles in the dark, still fidgeting to find the right position. You can't help but wonder where he pulls all that energy from, and how he stays so cheerful. But after all… maybe it's normal. maybe you're just-
" Goodnight, y/n. " Childe pulls you close, his thumb brushing against your ear. 
He murmurs a " get some rest. you deserve it. ", and you wonder if he can read your thoughts.
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bunn1loid · 3 years
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🌿A rainy afternoon with them◝
➝ Albedo, Kaeya
✩ warnings: none
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❧ Albedo (and Klee)
• The gentle scent of Windwheel Asters and Cecilias fills the alchemy room, lingering in the air with the faint smell of paint. The rain outside is tapping against the half-open window, before sliding down to the windowsill.
• The flowers hanging from the ceiling dance with the wind entering the room, and the papers on Albedo’s desk are threatening to fly away.
• Klee is curled up in your lap, holding Dodoco against her chest and smiling in her sleep. Only her face and shoulders are visible, as the rest of her body is hidden under the warm blanket.
• Albedo glances at the two of you, and his gaze stays on you, who’s peacefully sleeping with his little sister in your lap.
• Although he was supposed to make researches about the Traveler, he quickly got distracted -- which is why he is now painting his two favorite people, every brushes against the canvas filled with love.
• He unconsciouly starts humming a lullaby, one you two usually sing to Klee before she goes to sleep.
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❧ Kaeya
• He's afraid that the constant sound of him writing and sighing might wake you up; he doesn't even dare to move most of his body, not wanting to disturb your sleep.
• He has you in his lap, one hand around your waist and the other filling paperwork. As happy as he is to spend such a peaceful moment with you, he's starting to feel sleepy as well.
• He presses his lips against your cheek as he drops his pen on the desk. Leaning in his chair, ever so slowly, he secures his embrace by loosely putting his free arm around your hips, though it ends with his hand on your thigh.
• He lets out one last sigh, letting the gentle rain outside lull him to sleep.
• Kaeya wakes up an hour later to find a cup of warm tea on his desk; surely Lisa left it here for him, not expecting to find you in his office as well.
• A wide smile is on his face as he wakes you up, covering your face in kisses and letting you bury your face in his scarf.
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bunn1loid · 3 years
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🌿 gn!reader who has troubles sleeping◝
➝ Zhongli
✩ warnings: none
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❧ Zhongli:
• Zhongli likes to spend time outside at night: Liyue Harbor is more peaceful, and he feels like he can truly appreciate the beauty of the land he once protected.
• the gentle breeze against his skin reminds him that his duty as a god is over, that he doesn’t need to worry for mortals anymore -- and that thought comforts him.
• he expects you to be asleep when he comes back.
• he frowns when he sees you sitting on the bed, with your knees close to your chest and a frown on your face.
“ y/n... ? “ he tentatively says, his voice low to avoid startling you. “ is something the matter ? “
he hears a small mm-mh and makes his way over to you. the scent of glaze lilies accompanies his steps, and the bed creaks under his weight when he sits besides you.
“ I had a nightmare... “ you mumble, moving from your initial position to hide in his arms.
Zhongli gladly accepts the embrace, pressing his lips against your temple. " may I ask what it was about ? "
again, you hum in approval, as you try to find the most comfortable position in his arms. the scent of flowers is amplified as you rest your head on his shoulder, and you can't help but take a deep breath before telling him about your nightmare.
• Zhongli knows how much you love his voice. he purposely lets out little mh's as you speak. not only does it proves that he's listening, but it also gives you that sweet vibration in your chest.
• if you want him to distract you from your nightmare, he'll gladly tell you about the origins of the lantern rite, or how each rock and crystal is formed. the latter will probably cause you to fall asleep quickly.
• he takes note of keeping a tiny source of light next to your bed, like a candle or a lamp. that way, you won't have to feel unsafe in the dark again.
• `` do not worry, y/n. i'm here now, i will protect you. `` he says as he tucks you in bed.
• he leaves for a brief moment, and hurriedly changes his clothes before he finally lies down next to you.
Zhongli's heartbeat lulls you to sleep as you rest your head close to his chest. it's slow, but each thump thump holds the power of a god.
" are you feeling better ? " he questions, his voice close to a murmur as tiredness finally gets a hold of his body.
you smile and move closer to him, wanting to disappear in the warmth that he's providing. it's as if he created another universe, one with a fireplace at the center and thousands of glaze lilies surrounding it.
it only takes Zhongli a few minutes to fall asleep, and you rapidly follow, soothed by the gentle snores coming from him.
• he buys several perfumes for your pillow, each of them having a different scent. the only thing these perfumes have in common is that they all help you to relax.
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bunn1loid · 3 years
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🌿 gn!reader who struggles to express their feelings ✩
➝ kaeya, diluc, chongyun
✩ warnings: mentions of anxiety
✩ a/n: i feel like diluc is ooc in here. sorry about that ):
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❧ Kaeya
• it doesn't take him long to notice your troubles. he's observant, you can't hide anything from him.
• you tend to play with your hands when speaking, scratching your skin when you get too nervous. sometimes, you speak so fast, Kaeya wonders if even you understood what you were saying.
• he seems to be the complete opposite of you: he looks confident when talking, and dominates most conversations. there are times when you wish you were like him.
• but really, he gets shy and almost anxious when things get personal, too.
• he understands how you feel, to a certain extend.
• he keeps a notebook and a pen with him. if talking is too hard, you can just write down whatever you have in mind and give the piece of paper to him.
•  you can play with his hair or his clothes, he doesn't mind.
❝   Your day had been a disaster.
While you were on your way to feed the ducks for Timmie, you tripped on a rock and fell right in the lake. Not only did you get your clothes wet, but you could also see how disappointed the child was when you tried to explain that you scared the ducks away. The rest of your commissions went relatively well, until you had to fight a group of hilichurch. There were too many, running in different directions while screaming around you, it was too much.
Though you didn’t suffer any serious injury aside from a few bruises, you were exhausted and fed up with everything. When you walked past the two knights guarding the gates of Mondstadt, you had tears in your eyes.
And when you thought it couldn’t get worse, you bumped into someone while rushing back home. You expected a rude comment, a glare from them, or...
a gentle tap on the shoulder... ?
“ Why hello, Y/N. “ You sighed in relief when you recognised Kaeya’s voice. “ You should keep your pretty face u- “
That was it.
You tried to apologise for not watching where you were going, but your words turned into sobs and you buried your head in your hands, embarassed.
” Calm down, Y/N. You don't need to apologise for this. " He kept his hand on your shoulder, drawing circles with his thumb. His touch was warm, and the firm grip he had on your shoulder was comforting, as if preventing you from falling apart." You don't seem to be feeling well. Please, tell me how I can help you. "
" It- Everything was stressful, the pigeons- I'm tired! " That was all you managed to blurt out through your tears, and that was all he needed to know. Still, you tried to continue, pushing your limits. " 'm gonna get sick. I'm.. cold."
Kaeya couldn't help but chuckle.
Surely there was more to the story, but it was adorable to see you complaining about pigeons and catching a cold.
He didn't dare to tease you though, not wanting to worsen your mood. Instead, he brought you home, holding your hand until you felt safe enough to let go on your own. ❞
• he knows you're tired. it takes a lot of efforts and energy to form conherent sentences and find the right words when you're stressed, he can't blame you for this.
• he tells you to rest.
• if you do fall asleep, you'll wake up with your favorite drink on the nightstand. your notebook and pen will be placed next to your legs, with a note from Kaeya that says: "I'm proud of you! ♡"
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❧  Diluc
•  he prefers when you get to the point, but he stays patient for you. he knows it's difficult.
• if he sees you struggling, he might ask you precise questions that you can answer easily. it's his way of guiding you through the conversation.
• lets you hide in his coat when you're too confused or scared <3
• if he sees you making progress, Diluc tells you that he's proud of you, and that you're stronger than you think.
• doesn't mind bending down in order to hear what you're saying. he knows it's embarrassing to be told to "speak louder" and he doesn't want to be that kind of person.
• Diluc also has a notebook in the pocket of his coat, but he rarely gets it out, unless you really need it: although he doesn't want to rush you, he wants you to get better soon. he's afraid you might not be able to take care of yourself without him.
• he tries to guess how you're feeling, learning your body language. that way, you don't have to verbally ask for comfort.
❝    Diluc sensed something was wrong as soon as you entered the tavern.
Your eyes were wide open, glancing around as if you were expecting a threat to come out of nowhere. You flinched when one of the drunk men at the back laughed loudly.
“ Y/N. “ Diluc tapped his knuckles against the counter, wanting to attract your attention. He kept his voice low for you. “ Come here. “
You quickly made your way behind the counter, and he greeted you by wrapping his coat around you, holding you close to his chest.
The warmth that envelopped you carried the scents of smoke and wine, but you didn’t mind. It smelled just like him, after all.
Diluc combed his fingers through your hair, making sure to untangle any knot he could find; he guessed you gripped your hair earlier that day, out of stress or frustration.
“ I’ll close the tavern in an hour or two. Think you can wait until then ? “ He felt you nodding against him and continued, “ You can stay here, we’ll go home soon. “
You reluctantly detached yourself from his body. He took off his coat and placed it on your shoulders, keeping his hands on it for a while in order to warm it up. “ Paper and pen are in my pockets, don’t hesitate to use them. “ ❞
• there’s a stool behind the counter, and it’s just for you, that way you can stay close to Diluc while he’s working.
• when you two get home, he can read you a story to calm you down! there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to make you feel better.
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❧ Chongyun
•  oh, he gets it.
• he behaves the same way when his yang energy gets out of control. the only difference is that he genuinely spouts nonsense when he’s in that state, he doesn’t necessarily try to convey any message.
•  he makes sure that both of you are comfortable when you’re stressed, gives you as much time as you need.
•  encourages you to keep a journal - one that he’s allowed to read. even if what you write is a little hard to understand, it gives him more time to read it all.
•  and even if you cross words or scribble, he can always ask Xingqiu to translate.
• he’s not sure how to solve problems, but he’ll gladly distract you from what caused you trouble if you don’t mind.
❝         The sun was setting behind the golden trees of Liyue, letting the lights of the Harbor take over. The gentle breeze that made the branches sing was cold, contrasting with the heat of your stressed body.
Chongyun sat next to you, and handed you an ice-cream. “ I got this from Chef Mao. It might be a little tasteless, but... “
You smiled and muttered an hesitant “ Thanks “.
Your eyes were still red from crying, as you wondered why people couldn’t understand how hard you were trying to speak. They’d always tell you to make an effort, to speak louder, to stop acting to shy. You were tired of them misunderstanding everything and not giving you enough time to explain.
It wasn’t like this with Chongyun.
He was patient, encouraging you whenever you grew too anxious to speak. He didn’t mind staying outside with you at night, if it meant occasionally losing an hour of sleep.
His favourite thing to do was to talk about his knowledge in exorcism, and tell you about the things he did with his friends during the day. Then, he would always ask you what you did, and what you would want to do the next day.
And he’d wait for your answer, smiling as you shyly told him about your hobbies.
“ I, um... “ You looked down at the grass as you spoke. “ Thanks for... being here. For me. “
Chongyun nodded. “ That’s the least I can do for a friend. Thank you for trusting me, Y/N. “
You weren’t used to having someone to gentle with you, and couldn’t help but break down in tears at the thought. These were happy tears though, and Chongyun knew that.
He laughed, placing his free hand on your back and rubbing up and down to soothe you. ❞
• if he ever gets a little lost or runs out of ways to help you, he immediately runs to his friends or someone older for advice.
• he’ll never grow impatient or yell at you, no matter how much you struggle to speak or open up. (:
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