#Genshin impact one shots
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Praise the Anemo Archon, Barbatos!
Pairings: Venti x fem!reader
Summary: You are the wife of the anemo archon, Lord Barbatos. You know him as Venti, Lord Barbatos, and your husband. After a steamy morning with your husband, you have decided to explore the City of Freedom and stop by the Cathedral that is dedicated to your husband. After coming across a very devoted follower of your husband, you and the sister butt heads over who is more devoted to the Anemo archon. To show your dedication to your husband, Lord Barbatos, you have decided to offer your body to the said archon.
Note: Omg, my first ever Venti smut?! To be honest, I didn't know how this story was going to turn out because the story could go different routes. Since this was my first Venti smut, I hope you all like it, or at least think that it's decent because, again, smut isn't my specialty, and I still cringe every time I type the word "cock" or "cunt." I'm impressed that there are people who can type out an endless amount of smuts because I can't do it without feeling awkward 💀 Since this fanfic has smut, minors DO NOT INTERACT! To my new and returning readers, I post on AO3 as well, so if you have an AO3 and see a work similar to this, it's me (Aaliah_exo on AO3). I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).
Warnings: Horribly written smut, religious themes, sacrilege, doggy style, oral (male and female receiving), missionary, mating press, stomach bulge, cervix fucking, creampie, hair pulling.
Word Count: 9.7k
Both you and Venti are sleeping soundly in your shared bed, your head resting in the crook of his neck, his arms wrapped around your waist while his cheek is resting on the top of your head. It was a Saturday morning, and the sun had just begun to rise from the horizon, peeking through the curtains of your and Venti’s bedroom window. The sound of birds chirping outside the window is what brought Venti out from his slumber. He cracked his eyes open and looked around the room with bleary eyes, raising his right hand up to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Venti feels you move beside him; Venti looks down at you, a smile appearing on his face when he sees that you’re still in your slumber.
Venti reaches up to your face and caresses your left cheek in his right hand. You mumbled incoherent words in your sleep, tightening your grip around his slim waist before nuzzling your face into his neck. Venti feels his heart swell up at the adorable sight before weaving his fingers into your hair, lightly massaging your scalp with the pads of his fingers.
“Windblume, wake up,” Venti whispers, pressing his lips on your head while continuing to massage your head with his fingers. You continued to sleep, ignoring the sound of Venti trying to rouse you from your sleep. Not only were you disregarding the sound of Venti trying to wake you up, but the feeling of Venti massaging your scalp wasn’t doing Venti any favor. Venti pouts, “Aww, [Y/N]! Wake up! I’m bored!” He whines softly, pressing many kisses on the top of your head repeatedly. You mumbled in your sleep, and the sound of Venti whining while pressing many kisses on you slowly brought you out of your sleep. He pokes your cheeks lightly, “Wake up! It’s time to wake up, Windblume!” Venti whispers loudly while poking your cheeks repeatedly.
“Venti! It’s too early!” You whined, burying your face into his neck before throwing your arm over his shoulders to continue your sleep.
“What! It’s not that early!” Venti says, looking over at the clock on the wall to check what time it was. It was only seven o’clock in the morning! Oh. Venti felt you scoff into his neck, peeking up at him, squinting at him tiredly.
“Oh, yeah? Can you tell me what time it is right now?” You ask, resting your head on Venti’s shoulders while gazing up at him suspiciously.
Venti laughs nervously, “Uh… it is about to be eight in the morning soon!” Venti says slowly, looking at the clock from the corner of his eyes. “Well, within about less than an hour.” He quickly added.
You give Venti an incredulous look, “So you’re telling me that it’s only seven in the morning?!” You squeaked, eyes wide with disbelief. “Ooooh, Venti! You’re lucky that I love you!” You grumbled, laying back in his arms with a pout on your face.
“Does that mean you’re not mad at me for waking you up at the earliest time of the day?” Venti asks, his eyes lit up with happiness.
You pouted at Venti, “No, I’m not mad or upset with you for waking me up at the crack of dawn.” You sighed dramatically, rolling over to your back to stretch your limbs out with a yawn. “Only because I love you, and I am bound to you for eternity.” You poked his soft cheeks with your index finger.
“You’re stuck with me forever, baby!” Venti grins, his gaze falling onto the gold wedding ring around your left ring finger. You smiled and nodded your head, tilting your head up before pressing a kiss on Venti’s cheeks.
“I wouldn’t change it for the world. You and me, together for eternity.” You cooed, pecking his lips. Venti smiles widely and cups your face in his hands before peppering your face with endless kisses. You smiled and scrunched your face up, cuddling up against him with a sigh of contentment.
“I love you.” You said softly, lacing your fingers with Venti’s slim fingers while playing with the gold wedding band around his left ring finger. You are his, and he is yours, together for eternity.
Venti leaned down and pressed a kiss on your cheeks, “I love you more, Windblume.” Venti smiles, resting his cheek on the top of your head.
Both you and Venti decided to stay in bed for the next couple of hours, basking in each other’s presence, often trading kisses with one another while reminiscing how the two of you met. Once the clock strikes ten o’clock, you and Venti finally get out of bed to start your day with one another. You stood in the kitchen, cooking some breakfast for the two of you, when you felt someone walk up to you and snake their arms around your waist, pulling you flush against their chest. You rest your head against his chest, swaying in his arms.
“What’s for breakfast, Windblume?” Venti asks, resting his chin on your shoulders while massaging your waist, occasionally pressing kisses against your jaws.
You smiled and turned your head to press a kiss on his cheeks before turning back to the stove in front of you, “How do adventurer’s breakfast sandwich and pancakes sound to you?” You ask, cracking the eggs in the pan. Venti hums, snuggling up against you, pressing his body up against yours.
“Adventurer’s breakfast sandwich and pancakes sound delicious!” Venti grins, continuing to press more kisses on your face. “But do you want to know what’s way more delicious than an adventurer’s breakfast sandwich and pancakes?” Venti asks, gazing down at you innocently with a smile on his face.
You stopped what you were doing for a moment before looking back at Venti curiously, “Oh? And what would that be?” You ask. Venti smiles and takes the spatula away from your hands before placing it down on the plate.
“You are, Windblume!” Venti states, wrapping his arms around your waist before lifting you onto the kitchen counter. “You’re far more delicious than an adventurer’s breakfast sandwich and pancakes!” Venti breathes, pulling you to the edge of the counter, wrapping your legs around his waist before burying his face into the area where your neck and shoulders meet.
“Oh, my, Venti! What has gotten into you?” You joked, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. Venti doesn’t respond; instead, he starts to suck on your neck and collarbone lightly. “N-Not that I’m complaining, of course.” You gasped; your head tilted back to give Venti more room to kiss up your neck while sucking on the skin of your neck gently.
Venti chuckles against your neck, “Can you blame me? I just can’t get enough of my beautiful wife. You look so delicious; I just want to eat you up!” He jokes, pulling away from you with a cheeky grin on his face.
You brushed his bangs away from his face, “Then what’s stopping you, husband of mine?” You give him a sultry look. A mischievous look flashes across Venti’s face before he grabs onto your face, slamming his lips against yours. Your arms snake around his shoulders, pulling him closer to your body. Venti grinds his hardened cock against your cunt, sending shockwaves down your spine, eliciting a moan from you.
“You don’t know how crazy I am for you, Windblume.” Venti breathes, pressing his lips against yours once more. You moan softly, tangling your fingers in Venti’s soft hair while rubbing your pussy against the fabric of his pajama pants, feeling his stiff dick through his cotton pants. Venti pants against your mouth, gripping onto your waist tightly. “Archons, I need to be inside of you so badly.” Venti groans, nipping at your neck.
“Barbatos! I desperately need you to stuff me full with your cock.” You whined, tugging onto his hair. Just when you and Venti were about to be pantsless, the two of you smelt smoke lingering in the air.
You pulled away from Venti with a loud gasp, “The eggs! Oh, archons, not our breakfast!” You squealed, hopping off the kitchen counter to turn the stove off while Venti rushed to open the window in the kitchen to get rid of the smoke.
Using his powers, Venti fans out the smoke until the kitchen no longer has the scent of burnt eggs lingering in the air. Venti turns to you with a sheepish smile on his face, rubbing the back of his neck, his cheeks dusted pink. “Oops?” He laughs nervously. You chuckled and tossed the burnt egg into the trash bin before approaching Venti, throwing your arms over his shoulders with a smile on your face.
“You distracted me from cooking, mister!” You booped his nose with your index finger. “But it’s okay because the only distraction I’ll allow in my life is you.” You teased, standing on the tip of your toes to press a kiss on his forehead.
“I’m still horny, by the way,” Venti commented, lightly grinding his cock against your clothed cunt. You gasped softly and lightly slapped his shoulders, feeling your cheeks heat up from his proclamation and his actions.
“I am too, but we must have breakfast first!” You exclaimed, covering your flustered face with both of your hands. “As much as I would love to have you fill me up to the brim with your dick, I’m actually pretty hungry.” You laughed nervously, fumbling with your hands shyly.
“Oh! Then let’s make some breakfast; I wouldn’t want you to go the entire day on an empty stomach!” Venti says, approaching you to kiss your forehead.
Both you and Venti ended up cooking adventurer’s breakfast sandwich and pancakes with one another. From time to time, Venti’s lyre would materialize in his hands, and he will pluck a couple of strings or more to play some music as you cooked some breakfast. You placed the breakfast on the table for you and Venti while he placed the cutlery on the cloth napkin. You sat across from Venti and grabbed the cloth napkin, putting it on your lap before reaching for the cutlery to dig into your pancakes.
“What do you have planned for today, Windblume?” Venti asks, cutting into his pancakes before taking a bite out of the slice of pancakes.
You took a bite out of yours before chewing on the delicious pancakes you and Venti made together, “I don’t know! Today is my day off, so I’m thinking about exploring Mondstadt.” You said, swallowing the pancakes before reaching over to your glass cup of grape juice.
Venti’s eyes widen, “Today’s your day off!? Windblume, why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve postponed the performance in front of the Cathedral to spend time with you!” Venti whines, pouting at you cutely before shoving another slice of pancake into his mouth.
You smile at Venti, “Venti, it’s okay! The vacation was actually last minute. Hannah and her family are going away to Sumeru for a few days for business, and she offered to let me have a few days off of work while her family is away in another region.” You explained.
“So, does that mean you’re free for the next few days other than today?” Venti asks, reaching over to the maple syrup and pouring it over his pancakes. You nod your head in response, watching Venti wipe the dripping syrup from the bottle with the tip of his index finger before sucking on it. You snap yourself out of your daydream, feeling your face becoming hot.
“Yes, I will be free for the next few days until Hannah and her family return from Sumeru.” You said, looking away from Venti before brushing your hair away from your face.
Venti’s eyes lit up, “That’s great! It means I get to spend more time with you tomorrow!” Venti chirps happily before he continues to eat his breakfast that the two of you have cooked together. “It’s a shame that I can’t spend time with you in Mondstadt today, but at least I get to see your beautiful face every day!” Venti gives you a closed-eye smile before reaching over the table to pinch your cheeks lightly.
“Hey, maybe I’ll be able to stop by to see your performance!” You said, smiling at Venti before grabbing the hand he was pinching your cheek with, interlocking your fingers with his, and lightly squeezing his hands.
“Unfortunately, Windblume, I will be performing at Cat’s Tail for Diona and her patrons for today.” Venti laughs nervously, scratching the back of his neck.
Your eyes widen, “Honey! You’re allergic to cats!” You said softly, placing your fork and knife down on your plate.
Venti waves you off jokingly, “It’s okay, Windblume! I had an old friend of mine give me some allergy medications from Bubu Pharmacy. It’s right here!” He holds the bottle in his hands and lightly shakes it; the allergy medicine rattles in the container.
“Old friend? Is it this ‘blockhead’ person you have mentioned a few times when talking about your archon days?” You ask, gazing at your husband curiously with your head tilting to the side. Venti lets out a loud laugh before nodding his head and pocketing his allergy medicine. “He sounds like a nice man! I would like to meet your friend one day.” You said, smiling at your adorable husband.
“Hmmm, I think he would like you! Although, we wouldn’t want to make him the third wheel if the three of us hung out! We’ll need to find him a girlfriend.” Venti jokes. You stared at Venti, an idea popping up in your mind. Venti’s eyes widen, “Windblume! I was just kidding! I don’t think the old man would appreciate us setting him up on a blind date!” Venti laughs.
You pouted playfully, “Alright, alright, I won’t find him a girlfriend.” You grumbled under your breath before taking another bite out of your pancakes. “Mainly because I don’t want him to throw boulders at either of us.” You added.
“Oh, he won’t do that, Windblume!” Venti chuckles. “I hope,” Venti said under his breath, slicing his pancake before munching on it. You give Venti a look before finishing up your breakfast.
After fifteen minutes, the two of you were in the kitchen washing the plates and cutlery, occasionally singing to one another, lightly splashing each other with the water, and giving each other small kisses. Once the dishes were washed and dried, the two of you changed into your everyday clothes to get ready for the day out in Mondstadt.
“Since we’re both headed in the same direction, let me escort you to the gates of Mondstadt, my lady.” Venti bows dramatically before holding his hand out to you with a cheeky smile on his face.
You curtsied playfully before grabbing onto his hands, “Lead the way, kind sir.” You and Venti giggled before walking out of the front door of your shared house. While walking to Mondstadt, you and Venti would reminisce about the time Venti had asked you out on a date. He was a nervous wreck, shaking in his shoes with a bouquet of Cecilias in his hands, at your front door while adjusting his beret on his head. The way he looked at you with wide, anxious eyes, stumbling over his words, his cheeks bright red while swaying in his feet shyly.
“You were so cute and nervous!” You squealed, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning up to press your lips on his jaws.
“I’m a bit shocked to see that you remembered that day,” Venti says shyly, rubbing the back of his neck with a bashful smile while keeping his other arm wrapped around your waist.
You laughed before pressing another kiss on his jaws. “Of course, I would remember that day, Venti! Like I said earlier, you were so cute and nervous that day! How could I forget about the precious memory that brought us to where we are now?” You said, a big smile appearing on your face.
“Ah, ah, ah! The precious memory that brought us together would be our engagement, Windblume.” Venti says, lifting your interlocked hands up to his lips, pressing his lips against the engagement ring and wedding ring on your left ring finger. “One of the most magical days of our lives,” Venti added, smiling down at you lovingly.
You nod your head, “Indeed it is.” You rest your head on Venti’s shoulders, lightly squeezing his hands while the two of you continue to walk to the front gate of Mondstadt. Even though it’ll only be a day, you don’t want to leave Venti behind while you go and explore Mondstadt. Technically, you’re not going to explore Mondstadt; you’re going to be taking a leisure walk around the beautiful City of Freedom. You let out a huff of breath; Venti looks down at you curiously.
“What’s got you huffing, Windblume?” Venti asks, squeezing your hand lightly to grab your attention.
You pouted, “I’m going to be taking a leisure walk around my husband’s city, but he isn’t going to be by my side. Instead, he’ll be entertaining the guests and cats at Cat’s Tail.” You murmured, closing your eyes while letting Venti guide you to Mondstadt.
“Hey, cheer up! While I won’t be able to take a leisure walk around the city with you, I can always do that with you for the next few days while you’re on vacation! Plus, we do live together, Windblume! Did you happen to forget about that?” Venti teases you, poking your cheeks with a teasing smile on his face.
“How can I forget about it when I wake up to see your handsome face every day.” You cooed, reaching up to pinch his cheeks with a catlike smile on your face. “Seeing you is the perfect way to start the day and end the day!” You added.
Venti pouts at you cutely, his cheeks bright red before breaking out in a huge grin, “Aw! Windblume! You’re making me blush!!” Venti squeals, releasing your hand to cover his red face behind his hands. “Seeing your face and being with you is the best way to start the day and end the day for me!” He states, throwing both of his arms around your shoulders before showering you in kisses.
“Aw! We’re here.” You whined, approaching the entrance of the city where the Knights of Favonious were standing. You turned to look at Venti with a small frown, tightening your grip around Venti’s hands. “Let’s not depart here! I will drop you off at Cat’s Tail before starting my leisure walk around Mondstadt!” You said.
Venti grins, “How cute! My Windblume doesn’t want to leave me!” He coos, rubbing the tip of his nose against yours. “Alright, if it would give you some comfort, then let’s do that!” Venti says, walking forward while pulling you along with him. Both you and Venti smiled and waved at Lawrence and Swan before walking further into the city. Cat’s Tail was a couple of steps ahead of where you and Venti stood. You stopped in your tracks, causing Venti to stop right beside you, looking down at you worriedly.
“Windblume?” Venti asks softly, cupping your face in his hands as he gazes down at you with his aqua-green eyes. “What’s wrong, precious? Cat got your tongue?” Venti teases you.
“Venti, stop! You’re going to miss you even more!” You laughed, jumping into his arms and burying your face into his chest, breathing in his scent. “You and your puns.” You said, resting your chin on his chest, looking up at him with a smile.
“Hey, you love my puns!” Venti pokes your nose before kissing your forehead with a happy sigh.
“I do, and you love my puns too!” You said, tightening your hug around Venti’s waist, pressing a light kiss on his neck.
Venti giggles and nods his head; he rests his chin on your head, running his fingers through your hair before slowly pulling away from the hug. “Of course, I love your puns! You and I come up with the best puns that people are jealous they can’t come up with anything as clever as we do!” Venti grins widely.
Venti pulls you up the steps in the city, giving you a big smile. Standing in front of Cat’s Tail, Venti twirls you around and pulls you into his arms before dipping you backward. Venti grins down at you, and you smile up at him. He pulls you back up before pressing his lips against yours one last time before pulling away from the kiss.
“I will catch up with you on your walk after my performances!” Venti breathes, brushing your hair away from your face. “Hopefully, it won’t end too late because I want to spend some time admiring Mondstadt with the love of my life.”
“Don’t take too long! I might fall asleep while I wait for you to be finished with the performance.” You said, cupping his face in your hands. “You know where I’ll be, right?” You ask. Venti covers both of your hands by putting his hands on top of yours while nodding his head.
“That, I do! But you know….” Venti trails off, giving you a soft smile. “You can always stay to watch the performance too!” Venti suggested, wiggling his eyebrows at you.
“Oh? Can I? I thought the performance was for the patrons and the cats in the tavern!” You said, tapping on your chin, pretending to be deep within your thoughts.
“Of course! The performance is free for all! Especially for you, my muse!” Venti snakes his arms around your waist. “I will be dedicating many music and poetry to the love of my life, my muse, my wife, my one and only.” He twirls your hair in his index fingers.
You sigh dramatically, “As much as I would love to watch your performance at Cat’s Tail; unfortunately, I am also allergic to cats.” You said, pouting at your husband.
“Ah! I completely forgot about your allergies when it came to cats!” Venti says, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “Apologies, my love, it had completely slipped my mind.” He gives you a sad pout.
“No, no, no! No need to apologize for forgetting! After all, you didn’t see me around many cats, so it’s fine if you didn’t remember!” You said, pressing your forehead against his with your eyes closed. “No need to fret at all, my love.” You murmur, opening your eyes before pulling away from him.
Venti opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of the door of the tavern opening. Both you and Venti turned towards the direction of the entry of Cat’s Tail, only to see Diona strutting out of the tavern with her hands propped on her hips. She leans against the wooden railing of the pub, tapping her fingers on her hips, her tail swaying to the side, the look of slight irritation apparent on her face.
“Venti, we’re waiting for your performance! Especially the disgusting drunkards in the tavern.” Diona huffs, the tip of her tail flicking.
Venti laughs nervously, “I will be there in a jiffy! Give me a moment to bid my wife goodbye, and then I will be there in a moment!” Venti says; Diona huffs and turns around before walking back into the tavern while muttering under her breath about the Cat’s Tail customers. Venti turns to you and gives you a sympathetic smile, “Looks like I have to go now! I’ll see you very soon!” Venti says.
You nod your head, “Good luck with your performance, my love! I know you’ll do fantastic, as always! And remember to take the allergy medicine that Zhongli got for you!” You said. Venti’s eyes widen before he pulls the medicine container out from his pocket, pops the lid open, pulls out one tablet before tossing it into his mouth, and swallows the medication after drinking from the bottled water that you carry around with you.
“Thank you for reminding me, my love! I almost forgot about the medication!” Venti says, wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead with a grateful smile on his face before handing the water bottle back to you. “I gotta go now, or else Diona and the patrons will start to get restless,” Venti says, leaning toward you to press one last kiss on your cheeks before running to the tavern. He turns around to wave at you as he goes, almost tripping up the stairs. You snorted and waved back at Venti, watching him enter the bar with his lyre appearing in his hands.
You turned around and walked away from Cat’s Tail, looking around the city and admiring the architecture of the buildings. Even though you’ve been to Mondstadt plenty of times and are a current resident of the beautiful region, you didn’t have the time to explore the city as much as you would like to. So, you have taken the initiative to explore the City of Freedom while you’re on vacation.
You stopped by the Cathedral and sat in admired the interior. It was nice to be in a Cathedral where many people go to pray and worship the anemo archon that is your husband. Looking around at the sisters of the church, you couldn’t help but ask yourself, “How committed are they to Barbatos? Are they as dedicated to him as I am to my husband?” You tucked your hair behind your ears with a silent huff of breath.
“Hello, there! Is there anything we can do to assist you?” Barbara, the deaconess, asks as she approaches you with two sisters following behind her, smiling at you sweetly.
You gave the young deaconess a smile and shook your head, “Hello, to answer your question, there isn’t anything that you need to assist me with! I’m just here to worship my hu— the anemo archon, Barbatos!” You cleared your throat, hoping the deaconess and the two sisters didn’t catch onto your slip up.
“Oh? Are you a new believer of Barbatos?” The blonde sister asks, looking at you curiously.
You shook your head, “I am not a new believer! I have been a believer in Barbatos for quite a while.” You answered, rubbing the back of your neck as you felt the heat rushing to your face. “I guess you can say that my love and admiration for Barbatos is quite strong. I worship him every day and dedicate my time to Barbatos every minute I can get.” You said, clearing your throat.
The brunette sister looks at you in surprise, “Oh? You dedicate your time to Barbatos?” She looks over at the blonde sister, who is shifting in her spot while adjusting her veil with a stiff smile on her face.
You nod your head in response, “That is correct! I dedicate my time to Barbatos every day! In the morning, the afternoon, and the evening!” You said proudly, smiling at Barbara and the two sisters at her side.
The blonde sister scoffs before crossing her arms over her chest, “That’s preposterous! If you were an avid follower of Barbatos, I would’ve seen you at the Cathedral daily! As a sister of the Cathedral, I have proven that I would give up everything for Barbatos himself!” She glares down at you.
You brushed her comment off, “We all worship the anemo archon differently, Jill. You may believe that your way of worshipping the anemo archon proves your dedication to the archon, but my way of worshipping the archon is far different than what you have in mind.” You said, getting up from the wooden bench. You looked down at your imaginary watch, “Ah, it seems like my presence is needed elsewhere. Have a good day, ladies.” You said, turning to leave the beautiful Cathedral.
You stopped in your tracks and turned around, looking at Jill right in the eyes. “When I see Barbatos, I will sing my praises to him. In fact, I sing my praises to him every day. I’ll also let him know that you said hi.” You said, letting your wedding and engagement ring sparkle under the lights, your eyes glowing purple along with your electro vision. Barbara, Jill, and the brunette sister (named Hannah) stared at you with wide eyes as you strutted down the aisle, your electro vision swaying with each step you took. Barbara chuckled and shook her head, continuing to walk around the Cathedral to check up on the visitors, with Jill and Hannah following behind.
“Who does she think she is?!” Jill scoffs, her face pinching up with disgust. “The audacity!” She huffs, stomping her foot on the glossy tile floor of the Cathedral.
You took a deep breath of fresh air and stood in front of the almost one-hundred-foot-tall statue of your husband. You shielded your eyes from the sun and stared up at the beautiful statue of your beloved. The Cathedral was the last place you stopped at after exploring the beautiful city that is Mondstadt. An idea pops up in your mind almost instantly. Since you have yet to see Venti, you have decided to sit and wait for Venti in the hands of the anemo archon himself. You looked around your surroundings to make sure that there wasn’t anyone around to witness what you were about to do aside from Aramis and Otto.
Aramis was walking in front of the Cathedral, making sure that there weren’t any troublemakers, whereas Otto stood in front of the entrance of the Cathedral. The two seemed focused on their job, so they’ll most likely not notice what you were about to do. You stood in front of the statue and held your hand out in front of you, closing your eyes as a ball of electro started forming in your hands. You opened your eyes and let the electro ball drop to the ground; a purple gateway opened up in front of you before you stepped into the portal. The portal opens up, and you step out of it; it closes behind you as you sit down on the anemo archon’s hands. You looked out into the scenery, in awe of the sight in front of you.
“Wow, the view is beautiful up here!” You gasped, pulling your legs up to your chest and resting your chin on your knees. You closed your eyes and let the breeze cool you down. You couldn’t help but feel sad, thinking about your husband performing at Cat’s Tail and you not being able to watch him do what he loves. Even though it was a simple wind that was cooling you down from the excessive heat of the sun, you couldn’t help but assume that he was doing it to let you know that he was by your side at all times, even if he was not right next to you. Feeling your eyelids grow heavy, you covered your mouth and yawned, slowly laying down on Barbatos’ hands. You curled up into a little ball and closed your eyes.
“Maybe a short little nap wouldn’t hurt.” You said to yourself, resting your head on your left biceps and adjusting yourself to get into a comfortable position before slowly drifting off to sleep in the hands of the anemo archon.
You jolted awake to the feeling of someone poking your cheeks while staring down at you. You cracked your eyes opened and rubbed your eyes, groggy from the nap you had taken while waiting for your husband. You hear a soft giggle; you slowly look up and see your husband kneeling in front of you, his arms caging you in.
“Good afternoon, beautiful! Did you sleep well?” Venti coos, lifting his right hand to stroke your cheeks with an endearing smile on his face.
You mumbled and slowly nodded your head, “Yeah, I slept well.” You said, looking around to see that the sun was still up, only it was maybe, four in the afternoon. You slowly sat up; Venti pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head with a smile on his face. “How long was I asleep for?” You ask, scratching your head with your eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
“I believe three hours! I finished performing and went searching for you! Although I couldn’t find out at first, then I saw a familiar figure napping in the hands of the anemo archon!” Venti says, tapping on his chin playfully.
Your eyes widen, “Three hours!? I thought it was a short nap, but apparently, it was even longer than that!” You gasped. You felt your nose beginning to itch before letting out a sneeze. You rubbed your eyes and slowly pulled away from Venti, only to see that he was covered in cat fur.
“Ehe, oops! Sorry about that, Windblume! I’ll wash the fur out of my clothes when we get home.” Venti says, brushing the fur from his clothes while attempting to blow it away with a gust of wind, only to fail. “So! Care to explain why you were at the Cathedral? Well, more importantly, why have you decided to take a nap on the statue’s hands?” Venti wiggles his eyebrows at you, leaning back on his hands while gazing at you with curiosity.
“Well, I wanted to worship the anemo archon! Wouldn’t it be rude of me to stay in the City of Freedom and not drop by the Cathedral to worship the archon?” You ask, crossing your arms over your chest.
“Oh? And how might you worship the anemo archon, hmm? I’m curious!” Venti says, leaning forward, looking at you with interest.
You pout, “Better than sister Jill, that’s for sure!” You huffed, turning your head away with your nose sticking in the air.
Venti’s eyes widen, and he tilts his head to the side, “Oh? Did something happen between you and sister Jill?” Venti asks, scooting closer to where you sat.
“She had nothing but the audacity to say that she is Barbatos’ most avid follower by becoming a sister of the Cathedral.” You rolled your eyes, leaning over to rest your head on his shoulders. “All she does is pray all day to the anemo archon. My way of worshipping the anemo archon is something she will never do because she can’t, and only I can do it!” You scowled, face pinching up with irritation.
Venti looks down at you with interest, “Oh? And how do you worship the anemo archon?” Venti asks, running his fingers through your hair. You think for a moment and stroke your chin, thinking about what you do to worship the beloved anemo archon that is your husband. Other than cooking the man food, showering him with kisses and affection, and learning how to play the lyre with your husband, what else do you do to worship the archon that Jill cannot do at all? An idea pops up in your mind. You pressed your lips together to prevent yourself from smiling widely at the thought.
“Well, I give the archon an offering to show my devotion to the anemo archon, Barbatos!” You said, looking up at Venti.
Venti blinks at you, “An offering, you say!” Venti exclaims. You nodded your head happily in response, thrilled to see what his reaction would be if you were to tell him about the offering. “And what kind of offers do you give to the beloved anemo archon? I must know!” Venti says, his eyes lighting up with excitement and curiosity.
“Well, I offer the anemo archon food, apples, a box of dandelion wine, love, affection, praises, and….” You trailed off, twirling your hair with your pointer finger, looking away from your husband, your cheeks turning bright red.
Venti leans in close to your face, “And?” He asks, gazing at you expectantly.
“I also offer the anemo archon my body.” You said, continuing to look away from him, face now red and hot.
Venti’s eyes widen, his face flushing red almost immediately. “You offer your body to the anemo archon?” He squeaks, feeling something stir inside of his lower stomach. Venti swallows the forming lump in his throat when you nod your head in response to his question. Venti couldn’t help but think back to the situation that had happened earlier this morning.
“Yes, yes, I do! But not only that, but I worship the grounds my archon walks on, and I also worship not only him but his body as well.” You giggled as Venti began to stutter, his face heating up while feeling painfully aroused.
Venti laughed shyly and grabbed onto your hands, “Well, do you mind showing the anemo archon how you offer yourself to him?” Venti asks, squeezing your hands while gazing at you with lust in his eyes.
You squeezed his hands back, smiled at him, and nodded your head, “I would be delighted to, my love.” You paused for a moment. “Or should I say, Lord Barbatos?” You raised your eyebrow at your husband, the corners of your lips quirking up into a faint smirk. Venti scrambles up to his feet, pulling you up with him before yanking you to his chest and jumping off the hands of the anemo archon statue. You felt your stomach drop from the fall; you held onto him tightly and buried your face into his chest, holding back a squeal of fear. Instead of walking back to your and Venti’s shared house, Venti sprinted to the nearest waypoint while carrying you bridal style in his arms.
“As much as I know that you enjoy our walks back to the house, I believe that I cannot wait any longer.” Venti panted, tightening his grip around your waist. Venti reaches the nearest waypoint, and the two of you are immediately taken to the front of your and Venti’s shared house on top of a steep hill in Mondstadt. Venti kicks the front door open, startling you.
“Venti! You could’ve used the house key to unlock the door!” You squeaked; you buried your face into his chest when you saw the way he looked at you. Not going to lie; as much as you wanted to be angry at Venti for kicking down the front door, you couldn’t help but feel aroused when he kicked the door open.
Venti gives you an apologetic smile, “I know, my love, but I’m too impatient to use the key right now.” Venti says. He kicks the door closed behind him before marching to your shared bedrooms. You can hear the sound of your heart thudding against your chest, getting louder with each step he takes towards your shared room. Venti drops you on the bed before saying, “Strip.” He orders. You looked at Venti with wide eyes.
“Shouldn’t you be the one to strip for me? After all, I am going to be worshipping the anemo archon.” You said, propping yourself up on the bed with your elbows, giving Venti a look.
Venti giggles, “As much as I would love for you to worship my body, I would like to see you demonstrate your little offering.” Venti says, beginning to take his clothes off one by one before standing in front of you in nothing but his boxers.
You sighed and knelt on the soft mattress, “Alright, as you command, Lord Barbatos.” You said, stripping yourself slowly to tease him. Clicking his tongue, Venti grabs you by the waist and pulls you forward. You squealed and pressed your hand up against his bare chest, looking at him with wide eyes. Venti ignores your stare and starts ripping your clothes off your body, tossing them behind him and letting them land on a pile of his discarded clothing and accessories.
Venti backs away from you, his eyes roaming your naked body with lust and hunger. He licks his lips before smirking, “Now, care to demonstrate?” Venti asks, his head tilting to the side while biting his bottom lip. You gladly got on the bed on all fours, letting your upper body rest on the bed, your back arching, your ass, and your cunt on full display.
“I would gladly pour wine on my body for you to lick it off my body, but that would stain the bed.” You said. “But for now, this is your offering, Lord Barbatos.” You said, shaking your bare ass and cunt in his direction.
Venti snorted and shook his head as he approached the bed, feeling his dick hardening at the sight in front of him. Venti’s nimble fingers trail up your calves and up the back of your thighs. Venti gives your plush thighs a squeeze before reaching down to your ankles, pulling you towards the edge of the bed. Venti knelt in front of your dripping cunt and licked his lips at the sight in front of him. Before you could ask him what he was doing, Venti grabbed your thighs and buried his face into your sopping wet pussy, licking and slurping up your juices like he hadn’t eaten anything in forever.
You felt your breath gets caught in your throat, your head falling against the bed, your thighs shaking from the immense pleasure you were feeling. You let out a string of moans as Venti buries his face further into your pussy, occasionally sucking on your clit, causing you to tense up and let out a squeal.
“Oh, fuck, Barbatos!” You whined, spreading your legs wider for the anemo archon behind you. “I’m the one that’s supposed to be worshipping you and your body! Not the other way around!” You breathed, taking a peek at your husband.
Venti pulls away from your pussy and licks his lips before giving you a cheeky grin, “What? Can’t an archon enjoy his delicious offering?” He lightly taps your ass before hooking his thumbs beneath the band of his underwear.
You turned around to lay your back on the bed, eyes trained on Venti. Venti gives you a smile before letting his underwear pool around his ankles, his cock springing up and smacking against his lower abdomen. The tip of his cock glistened with pre-cum, dripping down to the base of his shaft. You licked your lips and gestured for him to get closer while sitting up on the bed. Venti stood in front of you, his dick pointing in your direction. You reached out and grabbed the base of his penis and began to pump his dick. Venti’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, and his cock hardened the more you continued to stroke his dick. You lean forward and press your lips against the bulbous tip of his cock, licking the slit and licking up his pre-cum. Venti’s hands shot to your hair, his head thrown back, biting on his lips.
“Damn, baby.” Venti groans, thrusting his cock into your mouth. You pulled Venti’s dick out of your mouth and gave him a look, continuing to stroke his cock in your hands.
“Let me worship you, Lord Barbatos. I’ll show you that I’m the most devoted follower and wife of the anemo archon.” You breathed, gently squeezing his cock with each stroke.
Venti nods his head, “Alright, alright!” He quickly crawls onto the bed and lays flat on his back. You smile triumphantly before kneeling between his legs, stroking his cock while pressing kisses down his neck, collarbone, chest, and abdomen. Each part of Venti was beautiful and flawless; not a single scar decorated his body. You lean up to his neck, beginning to suck on his neck while quickening your pace. Venti tangles his fingers into your hair, groans, and whines, leaving his mouth with each stroke.
“Dear archons, [Y/N]!” Venti gasps, his back arching while thrusting his hips in the air, hoping it’ll relieve the tension he was feeling in his cock. He was painfully hard, and he was going crazy. If you don’t let him plunge his cock inside of you anytime soon, he is going to lose his sanity. “Baby, please, let me make love to you already!” Venti whines. You chuckled and continued to pump his cock in your hands before pulling away from his neck, which is now littered with love bites.
“But Lord Barbatos! I’m still worshipping you and your body!” You pouted at him playfully, never ceasing your actions. “Wouldn’t it be rude if the process was interrupted?” You teased, lightly squeezing his balls, causing the man before you to choke.
Venti runs his hands through his hair, “Baby, as much as I would love for you to worship me and my body, I am painfully horny right now, and I really need to be inside of you before I lose control of myself.”
You laughed and took your hands off Venti’s rock-hard cock; the tip of his dick was red and throbbing. It looked almost painful. Venti shakily got up from the bed and wrapped his arms around your waist, putting you on all fours. You arched your back and spread your legs, resting your breasts on the pillow.
“You know, I always worship the anemo archon on my knees.” You said, looking back at Venti with a wink.
Venti cracks a smile and leans over to you, pressing a kiss on your lips before positioning the mushroom tip of his cock in front of your pussy. Venti rubs the tip of his penis against your labia, coating the tip and base of his cock with your slick. You bit your lips and closed your eyes, waiting for Venti to insert his cock into your awaiting cunt. A few minutes later, you feel the bulbous tip of Venti’s cock entering your heat, your mouth ajar, a soft gasp leaving your mouth, your forehead pressed against the mattress.
Venti lets out a deep groan, biting down on his lips as he lets his cock sink into the warmth of your cunt. The soft spongey walls of your cunt engulf his throbbing member whole, eagerly sucking him in the more he enters further into your warm cunt. Venti dug his nails into your waist before resting his sweaty forehead against your back. Venti slowly gets off of you before wiping a bead of sweat off his forehead.
“I’m going to start now. Is that okay with you?” Venti asks, patting your ass cheeks lightly. Oh, Venti, always the gentleman. No matter how much the anemo archon wants to plow his cock into your warm vagina, he always makes sure that you are okay before continuing with what he desires to do.
You whimpered and turned to look at him over your shoulders, “You can start now, Barbatos.” You said, your arms beginning to shake beneath you. Venti gives you an affectionate squeeze on the ass before starting to thrust his cock inside of you. He pulls your waist back, your ass pressing up against his front while falling into a steady rhythm with each thrust. You spread your legs and lifted your hands up, rubbing your engorged clit; your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
“Fuck, Barbatos!” You gasped; Venti stopped thrusting before pulling his cock out from you. You whined and looked at Venti with a look of betrayal on your face. “Why’d you pull out!?” You whined. Venti doesn’t respond to your whines before flipping you over on your back; you feel dizzy and rub your eyes before looking up at Venti, who is now towering over you.
“Apologies, my beautiful wife. I just wanted to see that pretty face of yours as I rearrange your organs.” Venti says, fixing your disheveled hair with a smile on his face.
You feel your face heat up, smiling up at Venti shyly. Venti leans down and presses his lips against yours before aligning the tip of his penis in front of your entrance before entering your cunt. You and Venti let out a groan; Venti rests his head on your shoulders, wrapping your legs around his slim waist, letting him sink balls deep inside of your cunt.
You ran your fingers through Venti’s hair, panting and burying your face into his chest. Venti kisses the side of your head before plunging his cock in and out of your cunt. Your head falls back onto the pillow beneath your head, your vision briefly turning white when the tip of Venti’s dick hits your cervix.
“Oh, fuck! Barbatos! Right there, right there!” You squealed, your nails digging into his back. You rubbed your swollen cunt against Venti’s pubic bone, and a shockwave of pleasure shot up your body, causing you to gasp and shake in his arms. “Fuck.” You breathed, biting on your bottom lip so hard that your teeth left an indent on your skin.
Venti leans his face close to yours, whispering, “You like that princess?” Venti hums, pressing a kiss on the side of your head before giving one deep thrust that left you squirming in his arms, letting out a sound that was a mix of a choked gasp and a squeal. Your back arches and your chest is pressing up against Venti’s chest. Venti leans down and latches his lips onto your left nipple and begins sucking on it while swirling his tongue over your pert nipple. Venti has an iron grip on you. Venti slowly pulls his cock out from your cunt, leaving only the mushroom tip of his dick inside of you.
“What do you say when you’re worshipping the anemo archon?” He asks, brushing the strands of hair that were sticking to your sweaty forehead.
“Praise the anemo archon, Barbatos!” You whimpered. A smirk appears on Venti’s face before he slams his cock back into you. You let out a loud wail, digging your nails into Venti’s back, torso lifted off the bed in pleasure. “Please, Barbatos! Please accept my offering.” You whimpered, and your tongue lolled out of your mouth, tightening your legs around your husband’s waist.
“I accept your offering, my love. I wouldn’t want anyone else’s offering unless it's you.” Venti coos, pressing his lips against yours before slipping his tongue into your mouth. You deepened the kiss, tangled your fingers in Venti’s soft hair, rolling your hips against his, meeting his thrust halfway. You whined and broke the kiss, giving Venti a pleading look, gently tugging at his dark blue hair.
“Oh? Do you want me to go faster?” Venti asks nonchalantly, tilting his head to the side before slowing down his thrusts.
You nod your head, “Please go faster, Lord Barbatos! I have offered myself to you as an offering. Please use me to your advantage! I’m all yours, Barbatos! Yours and only yours!” You pleaded, gazing up at your husband with teary doe-like eyes.
Something stirred deep inside Venti; he felt his cock harden at the sound of your words and your tearful gaze. Venti grabs both of your ankles before raising them up in the air, folding you in half. Both of your thighs pressing up against your chest, your calves and ankles above your head, your dripping and stuffed cunt on full display for the man above you. You gasped when you saw a bulge on your lower abdomen, poking it with your shaky hands.
“Prepare yourself, gorgeous.” Venti giggles, lightly poking your nose with his fingers and pressing a kiss on your forehead. Before you could ask Venti what he meant, Venti tightened his grip on your ankles before plowing into your cunt with vigorous speed. You almost shot up to the headboard of the bed from Venti’s sudden harsh thrusts. You try to hold back your yelps, whines, moans, and gaps by covering your mouth with both of your hands. Venti gives you a disapproving look before grabbing both of your hands with his right hand and pulling them down.
“Don’t cover up your song of worship, Windblume! Let the entire world know who you’re worshipping and who is causing you to sing at the top of your lungs!” Venti grunts, thrusting to each word. “Sing to Celestia, my love!” He bites your shoulders, pistoning his cock into your sopping wet cunt with vigor.
You feel your lower abdomen beginning to tighten, a loud wail and sob escaping from you each time Venti’s cock kisses your cervix. Each time the tip of Venti’s cock struck your cervix, your vision would turn white for a brief period of time. Venti’s thrusts were beginning to get sloppy as he was nearing his end, a tight coil forming in both your and Venti’s lower abdomen.
Venti slams his lips against yours before cumming deep inside of you, filling you to the brim with thick ropes of his cum. The tight coil in your lower abdomen snaps, and your cunt squeezes Venti’s cock, milking Venti’s cock, covering his member with your cum. Venti collapses beside you, slowly pulling out his softened cock out of your cum filled pussy. You winced at the sudden feeling of emptiness, feeling your and Venti’s mixed cum oozing out of your sullied cunt. The sound of you and Venti breathing heavily fills the bedroom, the smell of sweat and sex lingering in the air while Venti pulls you into his arms, pressing a kiss on your head.
“This is the best offering any archon could get!” Venti jokes; you snorted and shook your head, reaching up to squeeze his cheeks.
“The only archon that deserves this type of offering is you, my love.” You said, leaning up to press a kiss on his cheeks. “And the only person that should be offering their body to you is me, who is also your wife!” You huffed, tightening your arms around his waist before laying your head on his chest.
“Of course! I wouldn’t accept anyone else’s offering if they weren’t you, my precious Windblume!” Venti says, kissing your cheeks while brushing your damp hair from your sweaty forehead. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Venti leans down and lightly sucks on your neck. You moaned softly, running your fingers through Venti’s hair, feeling yourself becoming wet again. Venti rolls over on top of you, caging you with his arms. You felt Venti’s dick rubbing against your vagina; you looked at Venti with wide eyes, who smiled at you sheepishly. You looked over at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was late evening.
“You did say that you’re my offering and how I can use you to my advantage.” Venti teases you, rubbing his now hardening cock against your labia. “How does round two sound to you?” Venti asks, peppering your face with kisses.
You wrap your arms around his shoulders, “I’m all yours, baby.” You whisper into his ears, nibbling on his earlobe. Venti groans before sinking back into the warmth of your cunt, your head falls back onto the pillow beneath you, succumbing to the wave of pleasure.
A few days later, sister Jill collapses in the pews. It was finally the end of the day, and she was ready to retreat back to her home. Jill couldn’t get the interaction between her and this so-called “devoted” follower of Lord Barbatos out of her mind. Jill lets out a disgusted scoff to herself before getting up from the pews and bidding the other sisters goodbye before walking towards the entrance of the Cathedral.
“That woman has the audacity to say that she’s the most loyal follower of the anemo archon? How preposterous! She hasn’t even shown up to the Cathedral to worship Lord Barbatos!” Jill scowls to herself, grabbing onto the door handles of the cathedral before opening the door. Jill steps out of the Cathedral, breathing in the fresh air of Mondstadt, closing her eyes with contentment.
“Finally, some peace from a so-called devoted follower of Lord Barbatos! What a joke.” Jill thinks to herself, walking down the steps of the Cathedral before bidding Otto goodbye with a smile and a wave. The soft sound of kisses and giggles fills Jill’s ears. Jill came to a complete stop and strained her ears to listen to the sound closely. She hears the same soft sound once again coming from the very front of the Cathedral but off to the side. Jill slowly crept towards the area where the sound was coming from and peeked from the corner. Her eyes widen before letting out a choked gasp.
What Jill had witnessed in front of her was you— the so-called devoted follower of Lord Barbatos, and the anemo archon himself, sucking each other’s faces. You were sitting in the archon’s lap, tangling your fingers in his hair while kissing Lord Barbato’s lips. As for Lord Barbatos, he was wearing his archon attire; his slim arm snaked around your waist while his right hand was caressing the back of your head. The anemo archon pulls away from your lips before kissing your temples.
You and Venti looked away from one another, glancing over the direction where the choked gasp came from. You and Venti made eye contact with sister Jill, who was white as a ghost. She pointed at the both of you, her mouth agape like a fish out of water, her body trembling after what she had witnessed. Not only were you a devoted follower of the anemo archon, but you’re also his wife! Jill’s vision suddenly goes black. You gasped and watched the sister faint in front of your very eyes before glancing over at Venti, alarmed.
“Should we go and help her!?” You ask, tightening your grip around your husband’s waist.
Venti shrugs before getting up from where he sat, his arms remaining around your waist. “That’s the sisters and deaconess’ problem to handle! I believe that you and I have an unfinished business to attend to!” Venti smiles down at you cheekily before sliding his hands down to the globes of your ass, squeezing them.
“Oh? It seems like we do have some unfinished business to attend to!” You said, tapping on your chin before throwing your arms around his shoulders and planting a kiss on his lips. The two of you were able to leave the scene before Barbara and Hannah discovered an unconscious sister Jill at the front of the Cathedral.
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valentine’s absence
summary: even though you and your partner planned a romantic day, you find a letter that tells you there’s been a “slight” change in plans
masterlist
pairings (separate): thoma, ayato, cyno, alhaitham, yoimiya, yelan, lisa, and shenhe x reader
reader info: uses gender neutral pronouns (they/them)
word count: 255~ words per section (1 and a half minutes~)
genre: romance, (slight) hurt/comfort
format: one shots (letters)
warnings: slightly suggestive, character can’t make it to valentine’s date
a/n: idk why of all things i wrote this. i liked it though, so i hope you do too :) happy valentine’s day, even if you’re all alone like me! we deserve love just as much as those icky couples you see in public. gross. anyway, enjoy this💖
To My Sweetheart,
Happy Valentine’s Day, honey!
I’m so incredibly sorry that I can’t spend the whole day with you. The Kamisatos have tasked me with delivering some things around Inazuma to some friends and business partners of theirs. Ayato said it’s to keep up business relationships. But you and I both know that the people of Inazuma won’t see it that way. I can already hear the gossiping citizens following after the two siblings when they go into town.
But, the good news is that you’ll have me all to yourself when I get off from work!
I was thinking we could get dressed up and head out to a nice restaurant. Maybe Kiminami Restaurant? I heard they have a sweet deal for couples for Valentine’s. Or maybe you’d like to go to Komore Teahouse…? I don’t mind sticking with something familiar, but I just want to do something different for today. But don’t worry. Whatever you choose, I don’t mind! I just want to make you feel special, baby.
And, I heard Naganohara Fireworks was doing a special light show for tonight. I was thinking that after dinner, we could take a nice stroll through town. We could watch all the beautiful lights and fireworks! Though, I don’t think their beauty could ever compare to yours.
Again, I do hope you’ll forgive me for not being there for the whole day. Please take care of yourself while I’m gone. We’ll definitely talk more when I get home and decide what’s best, okay?
See you later tonight, babe.
Sincerely yours,
Thoma
My Darling,
I write to you to apologize. It seems that there was an oversight and I was scheduled to have a meeting with some business partners today. Trust me, darling, this is as frustrating to me as it is to you. I had specifically cleared my schedule of all work and meetings for this day, and yet I still managed to forget something. Please accept my sincere apology.
Fortunately, it is only one meeting. One surely long, very boring, and pointless meeting. Ugh. I swear, these business officials get something out of ruining my days. As I’m writing this, I already feel a headache coming on.
I should be out by the time it is midday. By then, I’ll fetch you from our chambers myself. It’s not… necessary, per se, for you to be dressed by then. You know I’m more than happy to help you get dressed for the day. I actually have a few items I’d like you to try on, but that can wait for a later time.
I was thinking we could go for a nice stroll on the trail behind the estate, or maybe even venture into Chinju Forest? I know it’s a little spooky, but I think it would be quite tranquil. And, I wanted to bring along a nice picnic for us. We never get to sit down and enjoy our time together, do we?
That’s all I had planned for this special day, but I’m more than willing for other suggestions. You are my heart, my love, and my life. Wherever you want to go to, or whatever you want to do, I will follow wholeheartedly and without question.
Forever yours,
Ayato Kamisato
Hey Babe,
There’s some trouble in the Akademiya and I’ve been called in to handle the situation. Can’t give you many details right now, the situation is still happening as I write. All I know is that there’s some senseless argument between some scholars. Again.
I should be back by supper time, at least. Please be ready by the time I’m back. We have a reservation at Lambad’s Tavern that I’d rather not be late to.
I know I seem curt and cold in this letter, but please understand that my anger is not directed at you. I had a very romantic morning planned for us where I could wake you up with your favorite breakfast. I was going to show you a photo album I had made of us, but sadly I cannot be there to witness your reactions. It’s on my bedside table, the book with a red leather cover. I know it’s not too thick, but I promise you that by next year it will have tripled in volume with the amount of memories we will have made.
I love you with every fiber of my being. I love how your reactions to my jokes, as it always encourages me to find even more. I actually have a few for you that I made myself, but they can wait for our dinner.
Happy Valentine’s Day, babe.
Sincerely,
Cyno
Dear Love,
You know that I’m not a fan of Valentine’s Day. To me, it’s all a bunch of marketing and advertising for some pointless and ingenuine romance. The holiday itself leaves a sour taste in my mouth, like some of the cheaper chocolates you get on this stupid holiday. However, after a change of heart, I think I can tolerate this holiday in honor of you, my love.
We both know that I’m not a huge romantic. Despite being a scholar and the Scribe for the Akademiya, words seem to fail me. I don’t know how to compliment you like a flowery poet or bard. Giving compliments and praise is a new experience for me, so please be patient with me. Though, I know you find it amusing when I turn cherry red as I try to maintain eye contact and compliment you. Which is very difficult, by the way.
However, I’m better with actions. Which is why you’ll find yourself alone this morning, as I’ve left a trail of sentimental clues for you to follow. At the end of memory lane, you’ll find me, your beloved. Not an exciting prize, I know, but I thought that it could be a fun experience for you.
Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. I hope you have fun, and I hope to see you soon.
Forever and always yours,
Haitham
Good morning, my sunshine!
So, there’s a slight change of plans for the day.
I know we wanted to spend the day together in each other’s embrace, doing a lot of lovey dovey and coupley stuff. But, due to some faulty fireworks, I’ve gotta be in the firework shop trying to fix it. I think my dad accidentally spilt something over them, but I’m not sure yet.
But, that doesn’t mean the day is totally ruined! I was thinking that sometime in the midday you could come over? That way we could at least grab some lunch and still have some romance! Or maybe we could do some shopping? I saw this really cute set of matching bracelets the other day and immediately thought of us. Only if you want to, of course! I’m fine with whatever you want to do!
Listen, I know it doesn’t make up for the disappointment. If it means anything, I’m pretty sad that I can’t spend the whole day with you too. I just wanted to spend the whole morning cuddling with you! And then we could have made breakfast together. I bought some cute aprons and everything! Ugh, silly fireworks…
Anyway, I hope to see you on my break, sunshine. I’m more than willing to do anything to make it up to you, so feel free to suggest something else we can do! Within reason of course. My dad’s hard of hearing, but not deaf, hun.
Hugs and kisses,
Yoimiya
P.S. - I love you!
To My Darling Dearest,
I screwed up.
I know today we had big plans to bask in the romantic and lovey dovey atmosphere, both of us making sure we have the day off to celebrate. I even got you a lovely gift and flowers and— ugh, I’m sorry, my love.
Something came up with work, as always. I can’t say much now, given the nature of my work, but I will let you know that there’s been a major break in our case. My informants and I think we’ll be able to gather enough evidence on our current “client” whilst he’s out with his sweetheart. It’s a long shot, for sure, but I’ll pull it off. I always do, love.
But in regards to our romantic day together, do you think we could reschedule? I know that this is very upsetting— or it is to me, at least— so I understand if you’re frustrated with me. I just ask you that your anger doesn’t sour and turn into resentment against me. Please understand that I love you more than my work itself. Coming home to you is a home in itself, your sweet greeting and soft kisses being the welcome mat. I’ve never felt more comfortable than I am with you, whether it be cuddling in bed or simply cooking together in the kitchen. I love you oh so much, my darling dearest. Please don’t ever forget that.
So, I ask you to think of ways for me to redeem myself. I’ll do nearly anything for you dear… alright?
Yours forever,
Yelan
Hey cutie,
You may have noticed that I’m not by your side this morning.
But don’t panic, I’m alright. The knights didn’t schedule me for patrol or anything else like that. I’m just in the library for this morning, as I was asked to cover a shift at the last minute. Ugh. The things I do for these people…
In better news, I’m actually preparing your Valentine’s day gift as you read this. Now, now, don’t get too excited. It’s not as extravagant or wonderful as you imagine, but it is something simple yet heartfelt. Nothing as lovely as your gift to me, I imagine. You did get me a gift, right…?
No bother. Gift or no gift, I love you regardless, cutie. You’re one of the most interesting people I’ve met throughout my life, adding a new flavor to my life amongst stern knights and boring scholars. You always know how to console me after a crappy day at work, and I am forever grateful for that. When you help me with work, even the small things like book returns, it makes me fall in love with you all over again. My special little helper, haha.
I’ll drop by the house by midday. If you wouldn’t mind preparing some food, I would love to take you out for a picnic. I always find the cliffs around Mondstadt to be especially romantic. And, more importantly, scheduled.
I’ll see you later today, love.
Xoxo,
Lisa
To My Love,
I’m writing to you because I am worried.
This is my first Valentine’s with a partner. You already are familiar with my… lack of experience, when it comes to romance. Even when I suppress my stronger urges— the other ones, dear— thinking about you can make my passive and docile personality break. Cloud Retainer teases me that I turn pink and “smile like an idiot in love.” I think she’s just jealous.
But to keep on topic, I’m worried that I’ll ruin this romantic day for us. I know we made plans to do some hiking around the cliffs of Liyue and then have a picnic, but do you want that? You already know that I find traditional romantic traditions on this day strange, but I never thought to ask you if you wanted to do that instead.
I really appreciate you being understanding and accommodating to me, but I want to give you something too. So, I was thinking that we could just walk down to the streets of Liyue and… do some shopping, maybe? Last time I was there, I saw some nice jewelry that would look really pretty on you. Oh, and there were some nice smelling pastries in the shop one over! You’re sweet and you like sweet things, right? Maybe we should go get some goodies and candies instead of eating the herb-central dishes I made for the picnic…
We’ll talk more once we see each other. But I want to do something you want to do, too. Not just because I wanted to, but because it was your idea. I really value your opinion and suggestions, darling. So don’t hold back, alright?
Your love,
Shenhe
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Wandarer and Reader seeing each other for the first time again
Game: Genshin Impact
Character shown: Traveller, Paimon, Wanderer/Scaramouche, Reader
Authors note: OKAY OKAY HOLD UP SO I JUST READ A FAN FIC AND THE AUTHOR SAID I COULD USE IT FOR SMTH OWN AND I WAS LIKE „FUCK HELL YEAH“ SO IMMA DO THAT NOW. I WILL ALSO REPOST IT SO YOU KNOW WHATS GOING ON LMAO. And if I give you a gender or smth I am very sorry and also very sorry for grammar mistakes.
Inspiration from: @fruityvegetable THANKS A FUCKING LOT FOR THAT I JUST AHHHH CANT RN PLSSSS (can I get ur dc pls?)
„It‘s okay.“ the Traveller said. Then they explained to you in great detail who he was. Your eyes widen with every story they told. But then they said one thing „He is the son of the Raiden Shogun. A failed puppet.“ with just that it hit you. You jumped up from the seat on the bench. „MY LOVE THAT IS MY LOVE“ you screamed, already rushing after him. „Their what now?“ Paimon asked confused and in the next moment all three of you were looking for him. But you sadly couldn’t find him. After a whole day looking for him and not finding him you broke down. „How could I be THAT stupid. I didn’t even remember him. The one that tried to protect my little brother. The one that showed me the world.“ tears running down your face as your voice broke into many pieces. „This is all my fault. I am so sorry Traveller.“ The traveller answered:“it’s okay. He erased himself from the world. It is a wonder you remembered him. And when he finds out he‘ll cherish it I’m sure of that.“
In this night you hardly could fall asleep. Wanderer always crossed your mind and you judged yourself for not remembering him even more. „But I still love him… I will always do so…“ you whispered.
The next morning went sloppy for you. With almost no sleep you tried to get into your clothes somehow but didn’t quite manage to do that. You stepped out of your small apartment. The sun shining directly into you face, the sunshine’s feeling like the sun is screaming for the day to be good but for you nothing was good. You lost your one and only love. You did not remember him. How could you??? Why?????? You went to the meeting spot from yesterday hoping the Wanderer would cross this way once again. And after 2 hours waiting he did. But as soon as the little puppet noticed you he turned around and made a run from it. But this time you won’t let that happen. With the low energy you had you sprinted after him and pushed him down with you landing on him.
„What the hell? What are you thinking?!“ shouted the little man beneath you. You sat up and let him breath a bit. „I wanted to apologise, my love! I was so stupid! You are the most important person in my life and I just forgot you! I am for real a big disappointment. I am very sorry again.“ you stated, staring straight into his eyes. The failed experiment in front of you just sat there not even breathing. He admired you in the moment. „My love“ you still called him that. You…still loved him… „Dear?“ you tilted your head with a worried look on your face.
The next second was blurred out of you memory and your lips were one. Shocked you sat there until you gave in. Even if Scara seems to be bad at a lot he certainly gives the best passionate kisses. When you pulled away you only had eyes for his angry expression. „I thought I had lost you. Don’t give me such a freaking fright again ,understood moron?“ Scara scoffed. „Yeah sure my dear.“ you giggled
The Traveller and Paimon staring from far:“ if they won’t watch out, they will make children on the street.“ „TRAVELLER“
Hehe this is a lil rushed now I hope you still like it! Thanks for reading! Requests open!
Bye<3 Good morning/evening/night/day<333
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Waiting (ScaraHei)
Kinktober 2023, Day One: Cockwarming
wc: 1.5k
Heizou is many things, but being easily embarrassed is not one of them. He can easily acknowledge that he does some weird stuff every once in a while. However, he is perfectly happy with how he is and if society deems the things he loves as odd, well screw society. Except when it comes to playing Fortnite, he still doesn't easily admit to people in his life that he plays the game and is actually kind of good at it. Well, his boyfriend knows about it but that’s about it.
Scaramouche and Heizou have an agreement of sorts, not strictly enforced but known by the two of them anyways. Heizou can play all he wants, just don’t talk to Scaramouche about it. It’s not like Scaramouche hates video games, he thoroughly enjoys them actually, he just does not care for Fortnite.
So, imagine Heizou’s surprise when Scaramouche appears in the doorway of Heizou’s study, even though he is in the middle of a battle royale game. He knew that Scaramouche would be back from work, but he didn’t expect to really see him for another hour, so he booted up the game so he could kill time. Now he sort of regrets it.
“Scara? You okay?” Heizou asks, eyes darting from the game and his boyfriend. Perhaps if he wasn’t quite obsessed, he would have just closed the game then and there, but he’s addicted so this way of conversing will have to do.
Scaramouche grumbles something he doesn’t quite catch, stumbling into the room. “Why the fuck are people rude as shit to retail workers? I don’t wanna be there just as much as you do!” He rants, getting closer to Heizou.
Heizou sends him a pitying glance, fully looking away from the game for a few seconds. “Do you wanna talk? I can close the game, don’t even worry about it.”
“No,” Scaramouche mutters, staring at the floor. “That’s okay.”
Heizou still cannot help but worry about his boyfriend. Sure, everyone has bad days, but that does not mean he has to like it. But, a thought does come to mind that makes him smile softly at Scaramouche. “Do you need to cuddle?”
Scaramouche’s face scrunches up in a cute manner, although Heizou would never say so due to the fact that he likes his head not having lumps from books impacting it. “Don’t call it that, I’m not four.’
“Never said you were four, baby,” Heizou says, going back to his game where he luckily hasn’t died yet. “I asked if you need attention.” Heizou can hear the grumbles from Scaramouche, but he already knows he has won. He shifts, giving Scaramouche the chance to slip in his lap, the two of them getting face to face. “Hey.”
Heizou doesn’t fail to notice the small bit of embarrassment clear on Scaramouche’s face. He cannot help but grin when his boyfriend buries his face in Heizou’s shoulder, allowing Heizou to have a full view of the computer. Although he would have been perfectly content with the view in front of him, the game completely forgotten. However, that reality does not seem to exist, so he will survive with the constant warmth of his lover.
The game goes fine. Heizou does decently, but gets taken out in the end anyways. In truth, it’s fairly hard to even play due to him having to angle his whole stance just to comfortably do so. He will never say that to Scaramouche though, especially when the man clearly needs his support.
When he dies, Scaramouche does take notice immediately, shifting a bit in Heizou’s lap. After knowing the coast is clear, the man starts softly pressing kisses onto Heizou’s neck, lingering every time Heizou so much as twitches. And, while Heizou does appreciate the attention, he stops it in its tracks, gently tugging Scaramouche until he is forced to look at him.
“Scara, do you want me to turn the game off?”
Scaramouche seems to think for a moment, visibly pausing before shaking his head. “Don't want to fuck.”
“That’s not what I asked,” Heizou says laughing due to the reveal of where Scaramouche’s head is at. “I asked you if you wanted me to turn off the game. I can give you all the attention you want, you just have to tell me.”
“And you’re not listening to what I’m saying,” Scaramouche huffs, holding onto Heizou’s face. “Just wanna be near you.” Heizou smiles, pressing a kiss onto Scaramouche’s lips, humming when his boyfriend very eagerly deepens the kiss. He doesn’t ignore how Scaramouche’s hips are starting to rock, giving Heziou enough friction that it definitely is becoming a good way to spend his time. Scaramouche is the one to stop, staring at Heizou intently. “I don’t want to fuck,” he repeats as if Heizou didn’t hear him the first time.
“Then we won’t, simple.”
“Still want to be with you,” Scaramouche practically mutters, finding his way back to Heizou’s neck and starts to suck. “Today was fucking awful.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Heizou says, attempting to keep his cool but failing horribly. It’s already fairly easy to arouse him, especially when it comes to Scaramouche, but this is ridiculous. All the little devil is doing is grinding on him while most likely giving him a hickey, and Heizou’s body is acting as if he’s a virgin who just made out with someone for the first time.
But Heizou decides not to act on it, respecting Scaramouche’s wishes as best he can. Although, he cannot help but rest his hands on his lover’s hips, providing stability in the entire situation. Since Scaramouche doesn’t get annoyed or say anything, Heizou is going to keep doing it as long as he possibly can.
When Scaramouche sits back, reaching for Heizou’s pants, Heizou raises a brow. No, he wouldn’t mind going in that direction, but based on what Scaramouche was saying earlier, he didn’t want to. Scaramouche seems to notice this though, huffing at Heizou’s expression. “Can I?”
Heizou has to clear his throat before speaking, the reality of all that is happening in his life at this very moment hitting him like a stack of bricks. But he still finds his voice in the end, so that’s something. “Do what you need to.”
Scaramouche nods, standing up just so that he can slip off the skinny jeans he is currently adorning. A true crime if not for the fact that he now stands in front of Heizou with his bottom half only covered by his underwear, which is quickly taken off and kicked away as well. Next is Heizou, even though he really doesn’t do any of the work. Scaramouche is the one to tug at Heizou’s sweats, Heizou only lifting his hips so that the bottoms could be easily pulled off.
Scaramouche finds his way back onto Heizou’s lap, kissing at his neck once more. “Don’t move,” he mutters. Heizou is at first confused, not quite knowing what he means by that. But, as Scaramouche lifts his hips up, grasping Heizou’s cock so that it can be positioned properly, Heizou quickly figures out what Scaramouche is planning to an extent.
“Scara, wait..fuck-” Heizou can’t even formulate a complete thought once Scaramouche sinks down. The man is impossibly tight, squeezing him just right to the point where he physically has to force himself not to thrust. If Scaramouche wants to be in control, he can be, but it tortures Heizou nonetheless.
When Scaramouche is completely seated on Heizou’s cock, he goes right back to attacking the neck once more. Heizou swears he can feel Scaramouche grinning at Heizou’s visible straining but he cannot prove that expression with their position. “Keep playing,” Scaramouche mutters, not even moving his hips.
“You're going to be the death of me,” Heizou says before queuing up for another match, unable to truly focus on the screen in front of him. Soon, the match starts, the familiar visuals flooding Heizou’s screen. He starts his descent to the floor below, using everything within his soul just to focus on the screen.
He really likes to believe he did well, even if he really didn’t. In fact, he almost died immediately. He can’t help it, truly he can’t. Scaramouche is intentionally torturing him, grinning in the process. Every time Heizou feels like he can be used to this, Scaramouche physically tightens around him, causing another twinge from his cock and a repressed groan.
And when he feels Scaramouche bite him? He almost feels his willpower leave in that very moment, but he stays still. If this is what Scaramouche wants, he will make sure it happens, even if it tortures him in the process.
“Hey Heizou?” Scaramouche murmurs, moving toward Heizou’s jaw and instead pressing kisses onto that.
Heizou can barely find his voice, his mouth unbearably dry. He is gripping onto the side of his chair, his knuckles turned white, as he forces himself to continue to act like nothing has happened and everything is normal. “Yeah?”
“Want you to turn off the game now.”
And he does so, quite eagerly in fact. After all, they do say good things come to those who wait.
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𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 — childe x gn!reader
prompt used: “it would’ve been better if you stayed away from me.” from the sweet masterlist ↘
part of the collab: bloru’s sweet n spice by @bluexiao @anantaru
ᴀ/ɴ: why is it so smol, eh; at least I am done. ily childe my pretty fatui boy also does this count as sweet??? I mean there is fluff except for the first line or two 👩🦲 OH DEAR OH DEAR
“you can’t just decide this on your own!” you scream and childe sighs, rubbing his temple, trying to keep his composure.
“y/n,” he starts, “we both know that it would’ve been better if you stayed away from me.”
you get up to meet the man who is your lover for about 4 years now and is suddenly wanting to get away. you can’t find it in you to yell anymore.
“why this all of a sudden?” your voice comes out soft and his resolve seems to crumble under it.
“ajax, we were okay, so what happened?” you pause before you start again, “…did your feelings go away?”
his eyes widen at the outwardly dumb assumption, to him, before speaking up, “heavens no! of course it didn’t! it’s just…” and his voice fades away again.
your hand comes to contact with his own, gently and you can feel the very slight tremble of his hand, if this is hurting him then why is he doing it?
“did the harbingers say anything about us?”
he shakes his head no.
“the tsarista?”
you receive another shake.
“your family?” and that caused him to quirk an eyebrow and just stare at you, wondering if you are serious.
“y/n, every single family member of mine wants us to get married or assumes that we are married.”
“then what? you should at least tell me,” you plead and childe can no longer keep it in him.
“it’s just,” he takes a deep breath, “it dawned on me how bad being with me would be for you.”
you wait for him to continue and he does, “and I would rather you stay away from me than get hurt right in front of my eyes so,” he smiles sadly at you, “I have decided that it’s better if we part ways; it’s for the both of us. trust me.”
you hold his head with both of your hands, and he mutters a soft, “y/n…?”
you take a deep inhale before you harshly bump your foreheads together and the both of you draw back to rub the pain away, “hey! what’s that for?!”
“maybe now you can think clearly and understand that I knew what I was getting myself into when I started dating you, dumbass.”
he pouts and looks away and you flick his forehead, “plus you shouldn’t underestimate me; we both know I can fight and defend myself,” and you cheekily smile, “and I proved that by the multiple times I beat you in our sparring sessions—“
“okay okay! I get it!” and he grumbles under his breath, “always so mean.”
your fist rises again and childe raises his hands in surrender before laughing, “I guess, I didn’t need to overthink that much.”
your hand makes its way to his hair and you start petting his head gently. his arms wrap themselves around your waist as he pulls you closer and buries his head into your stomach.
you hear him heave a sigh of relief, “I love you.”
“I love you too, ajax,” you lift his head so his eyes meet yours, “if there’s any obstacle in our relationship, we will face it together, yeah?”
he smiles, “yeah, and we will kick its ass?”
“yeah,” you say with a soft smile of your own.
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furina imitating her fellow archons 💙
#genshin impact#genshinedit#genshinimpactedit#genshinet#furina#nahida#venti#ei#zhongli#mine*#furina*#nahida*#venti*#ei*#zhongli*#tw flashing#she's so silly i love her#i think it's so cute that they show the npcs for each nation as well 🥹#also i had no idea which shot of zhongli to use so i just used that one bc it looked somewhat similar????? 😭😭
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aether, like countless other knights and princes across the realm seeking glory, sets off on a journey to free the princess from the locked tower and slay the fearsome dragon guarding her.
meanwhile, neuvillette is tired of all these humans trespassing into his home and attempting to steal his wife.
#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#neuvillette x reader#genshin neuvillette x reader#fem reader#yknow this was meant to be the summary to a one shot i’d been planning since last year#but as always only 5% of the things i write on my notes actually get written#if anyone wants to make a fic out of this be my guest darlings
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self defence 101
#furina’s demo was kind of incredible ngl#genshin impact#genshin#neuvillette#genshin impact fanart#genshin fanart#fontaine#my art#man got hit with the nutcracker#this is what childe would’ve been up againts if he hadn’t gotten one shot
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Well? Have I convinced you yet?
#genshin#genshin impact#genshinedit#genshinet#xianyun#cloud retainer#m:gifs#m:*#m:gifs:cloud retainer#i just realized she said have i instead of has one.... hmmm....#not sure if i'll gif anything else from this demo tbh... there are some small shots i really like#but not enough to make a coherent set bc otherwise it's mostly just her twirling every 0.2 seconds LMAOO#and it's too chaotic to do my usual 3x2 ones#also for this at first i was gonna also include the shot of her smiling up bc IT STOLE MY HEART <3333#but this coloring actually looks awful there adfjklasdfj#i also had to change up my vapoursynth settings for once bc the artifacts from sharpening were real bad here#mostly bc they went full bloom filter on her face and her glasses contrast against it as a really hard edge for vs#tldr; this demo is process-wise hard for me to gif ajdlkajfs
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Worth more than what you take me for.
ayato x gn!reader
summary: in which he had to choose between two people including you, in a life and death situation.
disclaimers: swearing (there's like one lol), kidnapping, ooc traveler.
4,032 words and 21,895 characters.
a/n: dayum. this took a while and i did not expect to write this much.
you've known ayato since childhood. your parents has been serving their clan for generations, being one of their most trusted allies. and you're no exception.
growing up with people with high authorities was such a privilege. you remember when you first met lord ayato and lady ayaka. they both were very the same yet so different. so elegant, disciplined and was well mature for their age. you felt some kind of barrier between you and the siblings but they turned out just as kind as they look. they were easy to converse with. naturally, after some time of serving them, you would have gotten closer. and in fact, you did. although you thought, you and ayato's relationship was... rather special.
for some reason, ayato treats you very differently compared to others. not in a bad way. he often calls you to his workplace, make you sit there and drink tea with him. he takes you out to go eat dinner at uyuu restaurant when you both have finished work. he requested you to be his personal assistant while ayaka had thoma. and because of this, you get to spend more time with him than anyone else. at the beginning, you always thought ayato would be a cold and strict person. but it turns out to be quite the opposite. okay- maybe he is more quiet and colder than others, but that's towards other people. especially to those he only has business with.
ayato is surprisingly different to what you originally thought. he would try to match your humor, often speaking informally like the way you would around your closest friends just to match with you. lately he's been spending his free time with you too. he noticed you liked tea a lot, much like him. so both of you had made it a habit to have tea at the estate's balcony while the sun is going down. watching the sunset together. it felt really romantic for you- but you quickly shook your head and remembered that to him- you're just his work partner. but is that really the case for him? because he was much more observant than you thought. especially about you. he notices any slight change in the mood with you. so there was a particular day when you were gloomy because of being so tired. but he noticed this immediately.
"Shall we take a break?"
-- and you don't know why but your heart skipped a beat when he said that. you thought it was funny-- how he would do all of this for you. and at times like these, you start to feel like a special person to him. just because he always relies on you compared to others. you thought you were special to him. until she came.
who is she? she looks so... bold and pretty. just one look at her and you can already tell she has a strong personality but has a gentle aura. her blonde hair swaying so glamorously in the wind. her otherworldly clothes making her stand out among people. the way she moves makes it embarrassing to stand beside her. she seems so... perfect in everyone's eyes. unfortunately, that includes ayato's. you don't remember having a guest in ayato's schedule when you were fixing it, so why's she here?
you found out the answer really quickly. everyone at the estate has been talking about her and... ayato lately. you don't know why though, which is weird- because as his assistant you should be the first to know about things regarding him. it's even weirder that ayato had not summoned you after work has ended. 'is this where our afternoon tea sessions end?' you thought to yourself. so you found it upon yourself to just be straightforward and ask others what's the gossip all about. luckily, there was another servant nearby. she quickly leaned closer to you and whispered.
"h-haven't you heard?... it seems that lord ayato had taken a liking to lady ayaka's guest."
you were surprised. really. it wasn't even his guest yet he bothered to entertain her. just who is she?
"who-... who is her lady's guest?" you nervously questioned.
"I heard it was... the traveler? was it? lord ayato visited her personally! they're just so perfect with eachother!- i can't help it." the servant squeals in excitement, contrary to your look in horror. you try not to make it obvious though. but you shouldn't even be feeling this way. why does it hurt? there's a sharp feeling on your chest that you just can't get out of. it just hurts to know the reason why he stopped your afternoon tea sessions, dinner hangouts, or just even talking with eachother is because of another girl! you were in no place to get frustrated since you were just a servant. nothing more, nothing less. to him.
you only see him through work now. the urge to invite him to a tea break and have a conversation with him while watching the sunset is getting stronger everyday. and who are you to resist?
"lord ayato... wou-" before you could even finish your sentence, he stopped you. your heart was beating so fast. 'oh no. did I do something wrong?' thoughts like these were circling through your mind.
"i told you to just call me 'ayato' y/n"
--and he chuckles a bit at the end. and so do you. you felt so... relieved. your worries instantly washed away. you felt at ease knowing that you are special to him. i mean- he doesn't do this with others does he?
"ah- my bad... but as I was saying, would you like to have some afternoon tea break with me? I mean, we used to do that everyday but it has been a while since we last did soo..."
and at this point you were so sure he wouldn't decline. he's been less busy this week, what could he possibly do that's far too important to even refu-
"my apologies, y/n. i've already scheduled a tea break with someone else this afternoon. maybe next time if i have the time. i promise i'll make it up to you. however, you could accompany us if you would like." and your mind. empty. the world seems like it stopped for you. not only was your only time to hang out with him gone but you were also replaced. all this time... he was with someone else. you had a gut feeling of who that someone else might be. but you couldn't hold a grudge, you have no right to.
"i-... i look forward to it." nope. you absolutely don't, look forward to it. that day will eventually come though. you just didn't expect it to come, three days later. how quick. you were filled with mixed of different emotions. you hate to admit it- but... you are jealous of who this person might be. but at the same time you're glad to just see ayato again! sadly, for work. when he summoned you, you thought-- 'oh is this finally it? will we finally hang out together again?' until you realize it's just that you will just accompany him to go to a somewhat date with someone else. compared to you and ayato just drinking tea at the estate's balcony, he had prepared so much as to have tea and snacks at the shore. alas, you could finally meet this person. once again. as you realize it was her. the traveler.
"traveler, did you wait long? i'm sorry, you could've ju..."
and their conversation went deaf on your ears. the ayato kamisato. speaking informally, and giving out tea invitations to the traveler. when it used to be you... why are you feeling like this? isn't it obvious. the traveler is way prettier, stronger and better than you. comparing yourself to the traveler is already such an embarrassing thing to do. no one could compare to her. she's out there defeating monsters and fighting archons. while you're here holding a grudge on a person who doesn't even know you just because you're jealous you were easily replaced. but who were you to be replaced when you weren't even his to begin with. this is why you feel guilty. because you think that you have no right to feel this way. it's just now that you realize how much of an overthinker you are. however your thoughts were cut short when you hear ayato calling out your name.
"y/n, i'll go to to the comfort room for a bit. please entertain the traveler while i'm away."
he says.
"understood." and so you take a seat at ayato's chair before. and despite not wanting to have a talk with the traveler, it is still your duty and you would not abandon it for just some mere feelings.
"greetings, i'm y/n. it's a pleasure to meet you traveler." you bow slightly and give the smile you usually show to guests. a smile you practiced countless of times infront of a mirror. "you might have not heard about me though. so allow me t-"
"oh i know. you're ayato's personal assistant. he mentioned it to me before." the traveler states. and you were genuinely shocked but also... curious.
"is that so?... then, has he said any other things about me before?" you nervously asked. though the nervously part may not be obvious to others. the traveler sees right through this. and she giggles. but nods. "would you mind serving me some tea? the tea ayato has been serving me is delicious however i've tasted it countless of times from our past tea parties. so I would like to have a different flavor this time."
the word 'countless' implies that they have been doing this for a while now and you already know that. but it still stirs a feeling of jealousy inside you.
"of course. luckily i brought a different tea flavor for myself as well. let me go get the ingredients from my bag." you return after brewing the tea and pouring it into the cups. how thoughtful that the traveler had already prepared the cups for you.
"this tastes a lot like lavender... melon." the traveler says.
"hm. because it is. you have a great sense of taste." you reply. from this point and so on, you don't really know what to talk about. the atmosphere is really awkward. but you still try to strike up a conversation because she is a guest.
"s-so... what brings you here to the kamisato estate?" you ask. in which the traveler replied with "originally, ayaka invited me. and ayato next." you don't know if it's just your eyes playing tricks on you or did the corner of her mouth raise upwards for a bit. you brush it off. maybe the grudge you have on her is going too far. i mean, it's not like you hate her though. but it's also not like you like her.
by now you've almost finished your tea. same goes for the traveler. you only had to endure a little bit more of this atmosphere and her because ayato should be back soon. so you lowered your guard and relaxed a bit. this whole time you only stared at your teacup, but it wouldn't hurt to take a glimpse at the traveler right? so slowly but hesitantly, you lift your eyes up to see her. already staring at you. but you couldn't break away from the eye contact. especially because she just asked you something you're also asking yourself.
"y/n. tell me. do you like ayato?"
despite having a smile on her face as she asked this, her tone was rather cold. it sent shivers down your spine. you don't know why she's asking this. but you also don't know the answer to that question.
...do you like ayato?
"I'm..."
that was the last thing you said before you went unconscious. before that, your vision went blurry and your head was getting dizzy. how could this be? all the years you've spent serving the kamisato clan, this has never happened.
a loud ringing on your ears forced you to wake up, you could hear numerous voices as you slowly opened your eyes. your vision was still blurry but you could figure out that someone was huge was standing before you.
"it's awake."
'it's? what do these people take me for'. --is what you would have thought when you realized you've been kidnapped and the kidnappers are a group of nobushis. you look at your surroundings, counting just how many they are until you finally notice someone beside you. the traveler. she's still unconscious. looking at her made you realize that you're also tied up and is unable to speak. screaming is no use. you seem to be in a... cave? you're not so sure because you don't remember a cave this huge at inazuma. you try to recall what happened and why you ended up here until you heard something a nobushi said.
"ya think he's coming here?"
"i heard he fancies these two. of course he will."
he? who's he? considering they kidnapped you and the traveler, don't tell me they're talking about him. not lord aya--
"oh well look who's here."
your eyes widen in shock when you turn to the direction they're facing. he's standing right there. ayato kamisato has come to save you. ...and the traveler. something moves beside you and you see the traveler, already awake, with tears in her eyes. isn't the traveler supposed to be strong and mighty? you don't understand, how were they able to kidnap her. in what situation was she in for her to become so vulnerable and be captured? i mean before all of this she was only with you-- !! your eyes widen. you saw ayato, ...glaring at you.
why was he glaring? you were in a pitiful situation right now, yet he glares at you as if you commited a crime. you can't believe it but... 'don't tell me thinks... i poisoned the traveler.' archons. he definitely thinks just that. the way his eyes softens as he looks to the girl beside you confirms so.
"give us the document. maybe we'll let both of them go." one of the nobushis spoke up. documents? what documents are they talking about? you handle all the documents for ayato, could it be he's been keeping something from you? are they comparing lives to a piece of document? surely ayato would-
"no. ...who sent you?" his voice cold as ice. the world has been surprising you a lot today. how important could that document be for it to be able to compare to a person's life. "straightforward i see... too bad, if you don't give us the documents any time we'll kill both of your precious little friends and this place will blow up soon." one of the nobushis spoke up again, it was the same guy as earlier. normally, ayato would be able to beat a few nobushis on his own. but he's way outnumbered right now. for some reason he knows that you and the traveler was taken here, yet he still came alone. you look beside you and see that the traveler is now crying. compared to the mighty traveler you seem to be too calm. you shouldn't be, in a situation like this. is it because ayato is now here? although he probably hates your guts already. but you just trust him way too much.
"...not giving in eh? then let's see..."
the nobushi paused for a moment, seemingly thinking about another way to make ayato give in and for them to gain something out of him. the nobushi smirked.
"...if you give us some mora... we'll let ya choose one of them to go with. give us the documents, you all can go home safe and sound. give us none and... you'll die with them." and finally, you felt... fear. your heart was racing. you didn't know it was this bad. earlier you already knew that you're this close to death's door but you weren't panicking at all. you also don't mind dying if it was for ayato. from an early age you already knew that you had to serve and protect their clan no matter what-- even if you have to pay the price of your own life. so why panic now? is it because the nobushis are going to far with their negotiations? is it because you're knocking right at death's door? or maybe it's because you're afraid that ayato will abandon you. choosing someone else, right infront of you in a critical situation like this. but surely he wouldn't, right?
" ...traveler," he throws a pouch of mora to the ground towards the nobushis. you remember when you both were strolling around at inazuma city after dinner. when he mentions that ever since he saw you looking through the stalls but not buying anything, he figured he'd buy them for you. so he always carried a pouch of mora. for you... and not for anyone el-
".. let's go." what? are you hearing things right? but judging by the way they pull the traveler and untie her, it seems that you are. but you wish you weren't. it turns out he really would choose someone else. the traveler lunges to embrace ayato. seeing ayato slowly hug her back, patting her back to calm down her tears and letting her cry on his shoulder just made your broken heart break even further. you get it. with the traveler's back facing you as they embrace, you take a glimpse of ayato until his gaze lands on you.
" ...y/n..."
his tone was somewhat... soft. you assume on a lot of things and right now you don't wanna expect but, you are. is this his last words to me? is he telling me he's sorry? is he gonna tell me how he regrets doing this? and that he never really wanted this to happen? and that i'm someone special to him, viewing me more than just a serv-
" --how dare you."
...and his gaze turns dark. what for? you didn't even do anything. his eyes glares at you as if you both were never friends. or maybe you were never really a friend to him. and he always thought of you as a mere servant. just like the rest. you were just- too naive. so foolish. thinking you were special. special just because he went looking for you and bought medicine and special rare tea in a day when you were sick for work. special cause he always invited you for tea breaks, conversing with you and only you. special because he always relies on you, and you allowed yourself to be relied on, --when you had no one to rely on for yourself. was those years of being with him nothing for him? was it that worthless in his eyes? that you could just be replaced and abandoned any time? you thought you were someone special in his life when he treated you differently compared to others.
but what about the way you treat him?
you treat him as if you were nothing without him. because he was everything to you. you were only this happy with him. only him. if you think of the most memorable memory you've ever had, it would include him. the day you first met him, and today. the last day you're seeing ayato. you watch them slowly turn their heels to leave. and all of a sudden you spoke. you couldn't help it, you spoke without even thinking. and now you don't know what to say. or maybe-- you just don't want to say it.
"a-ayato..." 'did you ever think if me as more than a friend?'... heck- more than a worker even. you wanted to ask just that. but you wouldn't. cause you couldn't. "...thank you, but I did nothing wrong." you say as you smile. that was your final words before the traveler and ayato takes more steps towards another path, probably leading to the exit. you hesitantly and slowly lift your eyes up to take one. last. look to ayato and... the traveler. and last time your eyes were playing tricks on you, but now you realize it wasn't. cause she was smirking again. smirking at you. leaving you to death.
anger. shame. resentment.
fury rises inside of you. you were raised to be patient with others. it was your job. so you've never felt this way for someone before. you wanted to scream but you couldn't. all you could think about was the traveler.
...the traveler!! the traveler!! the traveler.
it was all because of her that you're in a state like this. ever since she came, things changed. she was the person ayato replaced you with. the person he chose to spend the rest of his life with. and the reason why he threw away all of his memories with you and treated you like nothing. he chose a girl he just met instead of a childhood friend companion who has done nothing but pledge loyalty to him. now that you think about it... for ayato you would risk your life for him, die for him even. but he wouldn't do that for you. he only showed up for the traveler when you thought he came to save you.
it felt like your world was crumbling right before your eyes, watching them walk away, leaving you to death. you could mean that literally since anytime now you might be reduced to nothing but also... ayato is your world. to you he is everything. growing up with him, growing with him. he really is that special to you.
too bad,
he doesn't even see you as anything more than a servant. to him you were, not. special. at. all.
their footsteps has slowly faded away. they left. they've left you. behind, to die. it seems... this is it. you hear the nobushis chuckling and talking amongst eachother,
"geez... what a show! anyway.., are the preparations complete?"
"really? then we could go!"
"where did she say we would meet her again?"
"that bitch... making us do all of this. if it weren't for the mora then I wouldn't have agreed."
her? who's her? who's she? these thoughts seem all too familiar, and once again, you got your answer quickly.
"oh the traveler asked us to meet her at jinren island." a nobushi replied. just when you thought your hatred for her couldn't get any worse. however your thoughts were completely cut off when the nobushis all started leaving you. not even batting a single eye. you remembered them mentioning something that would leave you to ashes here. what was it again? if you recall quickly it was probably a-- "a bomb," --a nobushi says to you. as if he could read your mind. "a few minutes from now, once we all leave, this place will get wrecked. including... you." the nobushi laughs. you have never been this lonely before. i mean, you always had ayato beside you. but now that he personally left you for someone else- who do you have now? you have no answer for that. or maybe it is the answer. nothing. no one is there to help you. your reason to live is gone. atleast, you served your life's purpose before you die. you were never really that close to others including your family because of ayato. so you have nothing to lose now. but... you wish you could atleast take revenge on the traveler... even though you hate that idea. revenge isn't something you would even consider but.. the traveler is a different case.
today has given you particularly a lot of last things. like your last thoughts just now. before feeling a strong burst of energy and the brightest light you've ever seen. and everything turns dark.
...your eyes are closed and you can't move your body. but you're hearing something... footsteps? oh, a voice.
" ...how pitiful,"
you fall into deep sleep once again after feeling such an electrifying strike on your back.
... just who was that?
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Weighted Blanket
PAIRING. Diluc x F!Reader
CONTENT WARNINGS: smut, morning sex, pronebone, crossposted from ao3 (I'm reposting my old works here again)
WC: 1.5k
MINORS DNI
You're drowning in a sea of red, limbs trapped under a heavy weight. You couldn't move your arms, you could barely move your legs, it's too constricting for you to even lift a finger. Groggily, you stir in an attempt to break free.
"Diluc…" your voice comes out hoarse and whining, forehead crumpled in a frown as you pull your arms from underneath your husband's hold, caging you as he lays on top with his face nestled against your neck. His arms are on your sides, so close that he doesn't even leave any space for maneuver, too close that the warmth of his every exhale almost lures you back to sleep. The cold weather makes him an even effective personal heater.
"...hm."
The vibrations of his chest as he hummed in response tickled your skin. He feels so comfortable in his position as he stays still at the cost of your own personal space and possible asphyxiation like he has no plans of moving anytime soon.
Diluc gets especially clingy in the morning, in the haze of a peaceful dawn. It’s not an unusual occurrence and as much as you love him and the thought that he can relax in your presence, you'd rather not want to die in his arms no matter how honorable it seems.
Crushed to death by a dashing man doesn't seem too good as your obituary.
"...luc" you called out again in a more slightly irritated tone. "...hmmvy."
You try to convey that he's crushing you with his weight but the sleepiness slurred your speech.
He nuzzles further into your neck, nose brushing against your skin and he inhales.
You wiggle in place trying to escape again when you feel him tighten his grip.
"Stop moving…" he whispers, tone heavy with sleepiness as well as he presses some kisses on your neck.
"...off"
For what felt like forever, you're finally granted amnesty from the burden of your husband as he rolls aside without breaking his embrace. He presses your back against his chest as you turn to your side to doze back again to dreamworld.
Silence falls once more. Only the sound of your soft breathing can be heard and the tickle of the grandfather clock that lays a couple of feet away.
If only it was that easy.
Diluc seems to entertain another plan as he slides a hand under your shirt, rough and calloused palm circling your stomach before it trails upward to your boob, squeezing it with barely any strength. It's like he's toying with it, fondling so softly and taking his time as you snore in your sleep. With your feet tangled, he pushes his thighs up bumping it against your ass and he couldn't help himself from grinding his hips, slowly and lazily rubbing his cock against the fats of your flesh.
You relax comfortably in his robust arms, tethering between dreams and reality as warmth blossoms on your abdomen. A sigh leaves your lips when you feel him behind you.
It feels so cozy to lay perfectly like this on a sunday morning. A day where both of you have no need to be up early.
Drowsiness kept your eyes shut but you swore you felt your husband on your neck again, his chapped lips planting kisses everywhere he touched. His lips would stay on your skin for a while there as he breathes down on the curve of your neck.
The gentle rocking of his hips only spurned you on, succumbing you to his intentions. With your eyes still closed, you covered his knuckles with your hand, interrupting his kneading, and brought it down to your sex where he cups you through your flimsy shorts.
Diluc dips his finger through the bands of your shorts and slides to the entrance of your hole.
You're a little wet. Not enough for him so he gathers up some of your slick, spreading it within your folds as he deliberately swipes your clit.
He draws out a sigh from you at the contact, almost a moan, probably a whine too as he massages, softly and casually.
The nonchalance almost made you forget about the growing hardness pressed closely on your bum.
You blink a few times, head turning to your side. Like you, he's barely even awake.
Even as he feels you stir, he only cracks an eye at you and latches on your lips, mouth hot and sloppy as he parts them.
Diluc is a gentle soul, the thought of you warmly snuggled in his embrace has him spill his entirety in your caress.
Not a word is exchanged. You didn't have to as you talk with your body. He's familiar with it, knows all the places that make you squirm in heat, has unlocked all the areas you're not even aware could make you melt. He had done this countless times and yet he could never really satiate his hunger to feel more of you, to make you feel whole, and to see you at your most vulnerable state, laid bare for him to worship. He knows just where exactly to touch.
You hum against his lips when he pokes a finger inside you, loosely stroking your walls at a snail pace. He drags it, unbothered by your thighs clamping his hands.
He's patient in his ministrations, kissing your supple lips in fervent fashion laced with the haziness of morning. He taps and rubs almost like he's scraping your insides. The pleasure running all over you brings you in and out of your drowsy state, waking you every once in a while. From the sighs he hears from you, Diluc can tell you're quite enjoying this yourself even if you're merely reacting from his actions out of instinct.
A soft gasp comes from your mouth when he joins another finger in, scissoring you as he stretches you out slowly. Heaving more than ever, his breath becomes more laborious, panting in your kiss and his strokes pick up pace, dizzying, electrifying, heat pools in your legs as you gush around his fingers.
It's hot. Your whole body trembles as your tongues crossed, saliva joining in your messy kisses, tongue to tongue proding each other's mouth.
You're almost there. The ghost of your climax hovering just around.
But before you catch that relief, he pulls his fingers out, pushes down the garters of his boxers to free his erection, and you whine at the lost contact.
You arch your back towards him, ass rubbing against his hips in anticipation. Using your fingers, you stretch yourself wide open for easy access to your husband.
You feel the burning touch of Diluc's tip pushing past your entrance. His cock throbs as he sinks deeper into your cunt, bottoming out with one languid stroke that has you stretching your toes at the intrusion. He groans, quaking as he puts his weight again on you, pressing you until you lie on your stomach, face buried against the sheets, and keeping you closer to him. His legs are on your side trapping your thighs.
Soaking in the high of your whines and breathy gasp of his name from your lips, he moves his hips in a tender roll, slow and careful but with more focus on your sweet spot.
He nips along the column of your spine. Affectionate brushes of his lips spill from his being as he marks your nape with his bites that you shiver. He pants raggedly along your neck as he fluidly pushes forward inside you and out again, carving deeply into you.
The delicious stretch of your hole got you sucking him in that it's all you could think about. The feel of his touch, the weight of his body on you, skin slapping skin.
Diluc's rough palms come to your hips and ruts into you, drawing a deep guttural sigh once in a while as you lay weakly under him, your hands fisting the covers as it drowns your ecstasy. You're so tight in this position, pulling him even further in at how easily he can reach your gspot like this. Every hit makes you roll your eyes in euphoria, and arc yourself to the mattress at how good he feels, spasming around his length that sets him off the edge.
He hastens, rocking his hips with more shallow thrusts and fucks into you even more deeply, drilling his cock inside completely covered in your slick. With every thrust he punches out your breath from your lungs.
You're losing your mind, completely overridden by the sensation of his veiny cock rubbing along your walls. You can almost feel your climax. It hovers around you as your abdomen tightens and heat stretching all over you.
Diluc twitches forward with more fervor at your signs and slaps his hips against yours more frantically, his breathing erratic and cuts short with his pacing. With a low mewl from you, your knot comes undone as you get your release, his hips thrusting into your twitching cunt. He stutters in his ruts and hot white of cum spurts inside you, releasing his load inside your warmth. It drips down into the bed, making a mess of the covers.
Muscles relaxing, Diluc bends down to kiss you, sighing into your mouth as you feel him soften inside you, twitching as you spasm. And with a hum, you feel his lips curve into a soft smile.
"Good morning."
You let out a chuckle.
"Good morning."
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A New Friend
Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader
Summary: You made a new friend, and you were so excited about it! But for some reason, your boyfriends don't approve of her (other than the four Harbingers), you beg for your boyfriends to give her a chance, but that ends up being your biggest mistake.
Note: So, this fanfic does have triggering content, and I highly recommend skipping out on this fanfic if angst isn't typically your cup of tea or if it triggers some bad memories for you. I apologize in advance if I end up using your name; I tried looking up German names and Emma happened to have popped up and I stuck with the name Emma for this fanfic (if your name is Emma, definitely change the new friend's name out with something else 🥲). To be honest, I (myself as the author of this fanfic) don't really consider this fanfic to be much of an angsty story, but there is triggering content. Definitely skip it out if any of these topics make you feel uncomfortable. To all of my new or returning readers, I post on AO3 as well, so if you have an AO3 and see a work similar to this, it's me (Aaliah_exo on AO3). I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).
Warnings: Reader's new friend is a pick-me girl, nonconsensual touching, forced groping, physical assault, mentions of a breakup, blood, broken legs, injuries, violence in general.
Word Count: 10.6k
“Guys, guys, guys!” You burst into the abode, barreling towards your boyfriends, who were sitting on the couch in the living area while conversing with one another. Their conversation came to a halt when you flung yourself into Gorou’s arms with a big smile on your face. Dainsleif and Baizhu had to quickly steady both you and Gorou, or else the two of you would’ve toppled over to the floor.
“Oh, you’re in a good mood!” Dainsleif commented, reaching down to pinch your cheeks with a small smile on his face.
Baizhu smiles down at you while ruffling your hair playfully, “What’s got you in a good mood, huh?”
“I made a friend today….” You said softly against Gorou’s chest before burying your face into Gorou’s chest while giggling softly, tightening your grasp around Gorou’s waist.
“Can you repeat that for the others, sweetheart? I don’t think the others heard what you said.” Gorou smiles, tilting your face up to meet his gaze before cupping your face with both of his hands.
Childe frowns, “Why are you so cuddly with Gorou over there when you can be cuddly with me instead!” He crosses his arms over his chest with a sharp exhale, tapping his biceps with his index finger.
“Oh, relax, Childe! You tall men get [Y/N]’s attention all the time! It’s time for us short men to get [Y/N]’s love and attention as well!” Venti says, walking over to where you and Gorou stood. You released Gorou before clinging to Venti with a smile on your face.
Diluc clears his throat, “Care to repeat what you said to Gorou? Your voice was muffled against his chest when you answered Baizhu’s question.” Diluc says, looking at you curiously. You blinked at Diluc before pulling away from Venti, who pouted when you slowly let go of him. If only you continued to hold onto him for a little bit longer!
“I made a friend!” You said, bouncing on the balls of your feet, a big smile appearing on your face.
Xiao looks at you, baffled, “You made a friend?” He asks, gazing at you with wide eyes.
“Why is it hard to believe?!” You whined softly, walking over to Xiao before latching yourself to his side with a dramatic frown on your face. “Am I unlikeable or something?!” You ask, looking over at your boyfriends with puppy dog eyes.
“No, no, dearest! You’re a delightful person!” Zhongli says, patting the top of your head while sipping on his tea. “I believe that Xiao is surprised because you don’t seem to be the type to seek out friendships from strangers. You would rather have people approach you than you approach them.” Zhongli added, leaning over to place his teacup on the wooden table in the living room.
“What’s the name of your new friend?” Kaeya asks, uncrossing his legs before leaning forward in his seat, gazing at your curiously.
You replied, “Her name is Emma! I met her while I was in Mondstadt, and she seems like a really sweet person!”
“Oh? You made a female friend?” Thoma asks, his eyes widening in shock.
You frowned, “Hey! Why did you seem so shocked when I said her name? Do you want me to have male friends instead?” You crossed your arms before looking away from Thoma with a sigh.
“I would much rather have you be friends with women than men because what if your male friends end up developing feelings for you and try to steal you away from us?” Ayato asks, leaning in his seat next to Thoma.
“But have you thought about how women can also fall for [Y/N] too?” Aether asks, leaning on the cushion on his lap while brushing the ends of his blond braid.
Heizou hums to himself while stroking his chin, “You know, I have seen some women ogle [Y/N] while we were in Inazuma the other day! But who can blame them?”
You felt your face turn hot at Heizou’s comment. There are women who ogle you? Since when did that ever happen? Then again, you don’t really pay attention to your surroundings as much, and you can be pretty oblivious at times. Especially when people are trying to flirt with you; unless those people are your boyfriends, then they’ll make it known that they’re flirting with you. Even the shyest and the quietest men in the harem make it evident that they are trying to flirt with you.
“Great, first we have to fight the men that aren’t involved with [Y/N], and now it’s the women that we have to fight with?” Scaramouche rolls his eyes.
“Hey! As long as it’s not Kujou Tengu that’s flirting with [Y/N], then I’m good. If I see her getting a little bit too close and personal with my onikabuto booboo bear, then I will not hesitate to fight her!” Itto exclaims, clenching his fist in front of him dramatically.
“I see where you’re coming from, Itto,” Kazuha says, twirling a pen in his hands before placing his small notepad on the table beside him.
“Did this Emma girl approach you first, or did you approach her first?” Albedo asks, looking at you curiously.
“Oh! She approached me first, saying something about how she liked my aura?” You said with a questioning tone, your eyebrows furrowing with confusion while tilting your head to the side. You have no idea what Emma meant by that, but it sounded like a good thing to you! Right?
Ayato lets out a breathy laugh, “Well, this Emma girl sounds like an interesting person.” He crosses his right leg over his left leg before taking a sip of his milk tea.
“I have no idea what Emma meant when she mentioned your aura.” Aether grumbles, scratching the back of his head with his eyes narrowed.
You shrugged your shoulders, “Neither do I, but I went along with it anyway.” You said, walking over to the love seat before plopping down on it. “But either way, I made a new friend, and I’m pretty happy about it!” You chirped, resting your head on the floral cushion.
“When are we going to be meeting this new friend of yours?” Dainsleif asks, moving your legs from the couch before pulling you onto his lap. You wrap your arms around his shoulders before burying your face into the nook of his neck.
“Mmmm, I don’t really know!” You said, resting your head on his shoulders before looking over at your other boyfriends, who are now demanding for you to get into their arms and give them some affection as well. “As much as I’m happy about having a new friend, something feels a bit off.” You said, tapping on your chin.
Diluc gives you a questioning look, “Oh? You seemed so excited about making a new friend. Why are you suddenly doubting your newly formed friendship with Emma?” Diluc asks.
“It’s not that I’m doubting my newly formed friendship with Emma, ‘Luc.” You shake your head. “What I find odd is that she knew about my relationships, and I didn’t even mention any of you to her at all.” You said. When Emma had first approached you, she was pretty chipper and friendly to you. When she brought up your relationship with your boyfriends, you were a bit weirded out because how could she know about your relationships before even knowing other information about you? It was a little bit unsettling, but you brushed it off to the side as if it was nothing and continued to talk to her as if that didn’t happen at all.
“I mean, Emma did say something about liking your aura. She’s probably an astrologist like Mona.” Aether commented, shrugging his shoulders.
“But Emma didn’t have a vision, nor does she talk like she knew anything about astrology. She only mentioned my aura and then my relationships.” You reply.
Childe makes a noise, “Do astrologers need a vision to have the title or job as an astrologist? Quite frankly, I think astrology is nothing but a load of boar shit.” Childe snorts, the corners of his lips quirking up. Aether reaches over to Childe and whacks him upside of his head, causing the ginger-haired male to scowl and glare over at the blond.
“Maybe you need to get to know her more. After all, the two of you just started becoming friends. You two still don’t know much about each other.” Baizhu says, giving your shoulders a comforting pat and squeeze.
“Uh, I think Emma knows more about [Y/N] than what [Y/N] knows about Emma.” Venti pipes up.
You shook your head, “You know what? I should just be happy that I made a new friend! Plus, I want to get to know her more before I can introduce my new friend to my boyfriends!” You smile widely when you feel Dainsleif rub your head affectionately, causing you to snuggle up against him even more.
The next few days went by fast, and you were out of the abode more often to hang out with your new friend, Emma. Every time you would come back to the estate, you would talk about how great Emma was and how she was a lovely person! That gave the men hope that you’ll have a lifelong friend while residing in Teyvat, someone that would keep you company while they were out doing their duties in Liyue, Mondstadt, and Inazuma. Sometimes while you’re out with Emma, the men would set a meet-up location after your hang out with Emma. One day, while walking to the site where you and your boyfriends have planned to meet up after your little hang-out with Emma, Emma appeared out of nowhere.
“Oh! So these are your boyfriends!” Emma says, walking around the men in a big circle while inspecting them from head to toe. “Well, [Y/N]! You have quite the diverse taste in men, might I say.” Emma chuckles, shaking her head with a smile.
“Who might you be?” Xiao asks, raising his eyebrows at the brunette.
“Well, Xiao, my name’s Emma! I’m [Y/N]’s best friend!” Emma says, throwing her arms around your shoulders with a big smile on her face.
“Uh, how do you know his name?” Itto asks, looking at Emma with wide eyes. Emma shrugs her shoulders innocently before pulling away from the hug.
Emma brushes her hair off her shoulders, “I know every single one of your names. [Y/N] talks about all of you with every chance they get.” She playfully rolls her eyes before smacking your biceps. You jumped at the sudden contact and looked over at Emma with wide eyes, then back at your boyfriends, who seemed to be just as surprised as you were.
“My, my, [Y/N]. I didn’t think we’d be meeting your new friend so soon.” Kaeya says, looking at Emma owlishly before glancing over at you, his eyebrow raised slightly. Oh no, it seems like Kaeya doesn’t really approve of Emma. And by the looks on the other men’s faces, it seems like they didn’t really approve of her either, even though they were happy that you made a new friend. You laughed nervously before grabbing onto Emma’s wrist, pulling her over to where you stood.
“Emma, I didn’t know that you were following me to where I was going.” You said.
Emma shrugs her shoulders, “I was curious as to where you would disappear off to after our little hang out! Now I know where you run off to.” She chuckles to herself while shaking her head. The sound of her chuckle almost sounded bitter and condescending. “Oh, [Y/N], you little slut.” She laughs softly.
You looked at her in confusion, slowly glancing over at your boyfriends. “Uh….” You let out an awkward laugh, unsure of how to react to her comment.
“I’m joking, I’m joking!” Emma snorts, elbowing you in the gut with a lighthearted laugh. “I mean, if you want to date more than one man, then it’s all up to you! Not everyone is adventurous like yourself!” She says, looking over at you with a closed-eye smile.
Thoma crossed his arms over his stomach, “Listen, Emma, even though you’re [Y/N]’s friend, that doesn’t give you the green pass to call them names and make unnecessary comments.”
Emma rolls her eyes dramatically with an exasperated sigh, “Oh, come on! It was just a lighthearted joke made by a friend! It’s not like I’m some stranger with bad intentions!”
Heizou leans over to Aether before whispering into his ears, “I have doubts about that.”
“Right, [Y/N]?” Emma turns to you.
You blinked at Emma blankly, “Right about what?” You ask.
Emma rolls her eyes before turning to look at your boyfriends with a sweet smile, “[Y/N] and I have been friends for less than a month! We still need to get to know each other more, that’s all! I’m sure once [Y/N] and I are used to each other’s personalities and humor, we’ll be even closer with one another!” She loops her arm around yours.
“I mean, Emma’s not wrong. When you make new friends, you have to adjust to new things about that person, and they’ll have to get used to new things about you.” You said, scratching your neck. “I think.” You muttered under your breath.
“See! [Y/N] gets it! Plus, none of you have ever had a female friend before. We always joke with each other like this when we’re with our friends!” Emma chirps, bouncing on her feet happily. Seeing the way how Emma interacted with your boyfriends and how they interacted with Emma made you feel strange. It wasn’t like you were jealous; something just felt weird to you. You can kind of sense that some of your boyfriends did not like Emma while others were reluctant about Emma but have decided not to make a comment about it. Even though the first impression between Emma and your boyfriends started off rocky, you really hoped that they’d get along with each other, especially when you’ll be hanging around with Emma more often.
That night, you cling to one of your boyfriends (Baizhu) while begging the others to try to get along with Emma and to give her a chance. How are you going to be able to hang out with your new friend if your boyfriend didn’t like her and if she didn’t like the fact that you were dating more than one man?
“Please try to get along with Emma! She’s my first non-vision-wielding friend in Teyvat!” You said, clinging tightly onto Baizhu.
“Why should we get along with someone like Emma? She called you a slut just for dating more than one person.” Scaramouche rolls his eyes, helping Thoma put the washed and dried dishes away. You opened your mouth to retort, but you ended up closing your mouth while continuing to hold onto Baizhu. Scaramouche wasn’t wrong about that. Why did Emma call you a slut so quickly without a second thought? Even though having multiple boyfriends isn’t as common, it still shouldn’t be one of the reasons for her to get physical with you. She did elbow you in the gut “lightheartedly,” but it was like she did it on purpose without a reasonable explanation.
Gorou lets out a nervous laugh, “I don’t know [Y/N]. I have a bad feeling about Emma.” He scratches his ears anxiously.
“Yeah, she seems to be the envious type of person. You wouldn’t want to have haters in your life pretending to be your friend.” Itto says, throwing his arms around your shoulders after getting you to unlatch yourself from Baizhu.
“But….” You trailed off, unsure of what else to say.
“How about this, we’ll be nice to Emma, but we don’t want you to be around her too much. She doesn’t seem to be the best influence.” Kazhua says, stroking your hair with a small smile on his face.
“But how would you guys know that she doesn’t seem to be the best influence when you guys met her only once?” You ask, looking at Kazuha quizzically.
Albedo sighs, “Trust us. You wouldn’t want to be around someone like her. Even though we don’t know much about her, the things she has said to you and how she treated you so far says a lot already.”
“Oh? The little one made a new friend?” Pierro asks, strolling into the kitchen with the other harbingers following after him. “And it seems like you all don’t like [Y/N]’s little friend, mora for your thoughts?” Pierro crossed his arms over his chest while standing in front of you and the seventeen men.
Dottore chuckles to himself while shaking his head, “Oh, Pierro. Isn’t it obvious already? These childish men are just worried that [Y/N]’s little friend will snatch [Y/N] away from them.”
Pantalone lets out an amused huff of breath, “How childish of you seventeen to forbade [Y/N] from having a new friend just because it means that [Y/N] will be spending time away from the abode.” Pantalone adjusts the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a small smile. Pantalone turns to you, “Kitten, you can continue being friends with this Emma girl. After all, you are an adult and can make your own decisions. Don’t let these selfish men forbid you from making new friends.” He coos while stroking your hair with a smile on his face.
Capitano nods his head, “Yes, hang out with whoever you want to.”
You sighed, “I’m only asking for them to try to be nice to Emma. I know the way she acted was off, and so were the things that she said, but I just want my new friend and boyfriends to get along with each other.” You said softly.
The men ended up giving in because of how sad you looked and because they couldn’t resist saying no to you, especially when it came to making a new friend and wanting them to get along with that new friend of yours. As much as they don’t like Emma, they continued to let you go out and meet up with Emma, with a few exceptions. The more you hung out with Emma while the men watched from afar, the more you and Emma became close. The both of you were attached at the hip, pretty much.
“Hey, Xiao and Dainsleif are pretty cute,” Emma says to you one day, finishing up her ice cream before tossing the little cup into the trash bin.
“Yeah! They are! They’re also very sweet despite their tough exterior. I would say the same about almost half of the other guys too.” You said, wiping your lips with the paper napkin before tossing them into the trash can. You started to notice that Emma was a bit too…. Flirty when your boyfriends are around you two while hanging out. Emma would bat her eyelashes at them, be giggly while twirling her brown hair around her index finger, and would stand a little bit too close to your boyfriends.
“Xiao, Xiao, Xiao!” Emma says, running up to the Yaksha with a shy smile on her face. Xiao looks over at Emma with a blank look on his face before looking away from the brunette. Emma pouts when she sees Xiao’s uninterested expression. “Have you noticed how short I am compared to you?” She asks cutely, tilting her head to the side while swaying in her spot.
“I didn’t even notice because, quite frankly, I don’t care,” Xiao says bluntly.
Emma leans on him, her head resting on his shoulders, “Oh, Xiao! Don’t be mean to a cute, short girl like me! I’m only 4’10,” and you’re so much taller than me!” She says, grabbing onto Xiao’s biceps with both of her hands while pressing herself up against him. With a disgusted scoff, Xiao disappears into a puff of smoke, causing the girl to gasp and stumble onto Dainsleif’s lap.
“Oh! Dainsleif! Thank you for catching a cute, short girl like myself! I could’ve gotten badly injured if you hadn’t caught me in your arms!” She snakes her arms around his shoulders with a coquettish smile on her face. “How shall I repay you for catching someone as cute and small as myself?” She asks, batting her eyelashes at the blond man in front of her.
Dainsleif sighs, pushing the brunette off of his lap before getting up from his seat, “There’s no need for repaying. Although I would much appreciate it if you didn’t stay on my lap for a long time, I have a lover, after all.”
Emma pouts dramatically before storming off. You looked towards the direction of where Emma had stormed off before looking back at your boyfriends, who were looking at you with an unamused look on their faces. They did not look too pleased, especially Xiao and Dainsleif, the two of them had their arms over their chests.
“You’re okay with someone else touching your boyfriends while flirting with your boyfriends so shamelessly?” Diluc asks, tilting his head to the side with his eyebrows raised.
“I’m not! It’s just that… I don’t want to make her upset.” You said, fumbling with your hands while looking at the ground.
Childe scoffs loudly before walking over to where you stood. He towers over you and grabs you by your shoulders before shaking you while saying, “Why are you worried about her getting upset? You’re the one that should be getting upset because a stranger is flirting and touching your boyfriends while fully aware that they’re dating you!”
“I know you try not to let your jealousy show, but how would you feel if we flirted with Emma and treated her like a significant other?” Kaeya asks, raising his eyebrows at you.
You frowned and looked away from Kaeya and the others. Obviously, you wouldn’t like it if your boyfriends flirted with Emma or treated her like she’s their girlfriend while dating you. Why are you letting Emma do all of these things to your boyfriends? It was evident that she makes them feel uncomfortable, so why are you allowing someone to make your boyfriends feel uncomfortable?
“Okay, okay, I’ll talk to her about it when I see her again.” You sighed. “Well, if I see her again.” You added.
You couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming amount of guilt weighing on your shoulders. Emma made them feel uncomfortable, and yet you didn’t step in to say anything. As much as you wanted to do that, something was telling you not to do it because you feared the repercussions. But why should you be afraid of someone like Emma? She’s still a stranger to you and your boyfriends; it shouldn’t be that hard to cut someone, like Emma, out of your life. A few days later, when you told Emma about the situation and how you didn’t like how she got so close with your boyfriends and flirted with them, Emma got frustrated and lashed out at you.
“I wasn’t flirting with them! I was being nice to them!” Emma exclaims, throwing her hands in the air out of frustration. “Why do you care anyway?! You don’t like it when your boyfriends talk to someone that isn’t you or within your dating circle!?” Emma demands, glaring down at you.
“No, Emma, I don’t like it at all! Of course, I’m going to care! You’re shamelessly getting touchy and flirty with my boyfriends in front of my eyes! They’re my boyfriends, and if I see you, or anyone that isn’t me, flirting with them or touching them in any way, I will not hesitate to snap both of your arms.” You said, gritting your teeth.
“That’s not going to stop me at all.” Emma hissed, smirking down at you before walking off.
You clenched your jaws before storming back to the abode. You stood in front of the mansion entrance and let out a slow exhale. Maybe it’s safe to say that your friendship with Emma had ended and that you wouldn’t have to deal with someone like Emma ever again. You walked into the abode and greeted your boyfriends with a weak smile. Thoma held his arms out wide open, and you headed straight into his arms, wrapping your arms around his waist. Thoma hugs you tightly and rubs your back while pressing a kiss on your head.
“I don’t know what happened between you and Emma, but I can sense that you needed a hug.” Thoma whispers, resting his cheek on your head.
“Well, your senses are correct, Thoma.” You hummed, burying your face into Thoma’s chest.
The strange thing was that Emma ended up apologizing to you about it not long after while you were in Mondstadt buying groceries. While you sort of appreciated that she had apologized, you knew that she wasn’t actually apologetic about her actions. And you were correct because she ended up doing the exact same thing to your other boyfriends.
She intentionally spilled her scorching hot tea on her chest, Zhongli got up to hand her a napkin, but she grabbed Zhongli’s hand and forced him to touch her breasts. Zhongli immediately yanked his hands from her grasp before shooting a sharp glare in her direction before leaving without saying a word. Ayato shakes his head in disapproval before getting up to follow after Zhongli.
Emma pulled on Itto’s horns and Gorou’s tail to see if they were real while making inappropriate comments about them, causing Itto and Gorou to almost lash out at the brunette. Itto is typically a calm guy, but seeing how Emma has upset many of the other men, he was about to throw Ushi at Emma. Not only did Emma flirt and touch your boyfriends, but she also broke some of their things. She broke Venti’s lyre, and it greatly upset the anemo archon, causing him to storm out of the abode while Zhongli, Dainsleif, Xiao, and Diluc had to follow after him to make sure he was okay.
Emma got into Albedo’s lab and destroyed many of Albedo’s experiments and glass vials that contained his latest experiment. Emma’s excuse was that she was “just a cute girl who was curious about the questionable substances in the lab.” You have never seen Albedo glare at anyone with such hatred before, and it scared you. As usual, Emma did not care at all and continued her merry way to harass your other boyfriends. The only people that Emma had yet to mess with were the four Harbingers, who resided in their own mansion within the abode. The four men did not want to meet Emma, but they did feel delighted when they heard the chaos she was causing among the other men.
Scaramouche ended up pulling you to the side after Emma had left before asking, “Did you not talk to her about what we had talked about the other day?” Scaramouche frowns at you.
“I did! She lashed out at me when I talked to her about it, but then “apologized” to me about lashing out along many other things!” You said, letting out a huff of breath.
“You annoying friend lashed out at you?” Ayato asks, walking towards where you and Scaramouche stood with the others following after him.
Baizhu sighs, “That’s not a good sign at all.” He shakes his head, looking at you worriedly.
“We know that you were excited about having a new friend, but you do realize that the things that she’s doing could potentially end the relationship entirely,” Heizou says.
“I believe that it’s best you don’t hang out with Emma anymore. She has caused nothing but harm towards our relationship with you.” Zhongli says.
“But she’s….” You swallowed the lump in your throat before slowly nodding your head. Zhongli was right; it’s best that you stopped hanging out with Emma. You gave her a chance, but she decided to fuck it all up. Then again, she did tell you that she didn’t care and that your threat wasn’t going to stop her at all. “You’re right, I will stop contacting her, and I won’t hang out with her anymore.” You nod your head.
Albedo strokes your hair with a sad smile, “We know you were excited about having a new friend, but Emma isn’t the kind of friend that you need in your life.”
“Well, I was excited about having a new friend. But she’s done nothing but cause everyone pain and discomfort.” You said, your shoulders slumping before rubbing your face tiredly. This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t let Emma into your life so quickly.
“I don’t think anyone deserves a friend like Emma. She will do nothing but try to destroy your relationships with those around you.” Kazuha commented, his eyebrows narrowing while massaging his aching temples.
“I didn’t like how she pulled on my ears and on Itto’s horns. Emma has issues with keeping her hands to herself.” Gorou says, covering his ears with a frown on his face.
“Itto, Gorou, I’m so so so so sorry that I couldn’t get her to stop. I told her that if she did anything like that ever again, I would’ve snapped her arms, but she didn’t care at all.�� You said.
Itto gives you a soft smile before pulling you into his arms while ruffling your hair, “It’s not like you can control other people’s actions. You’ve tried your best to tell Emma not to do certain things, but she disregarded your warnings.” Itto says, kissing the top of your head.
You turn over to where Venti stood before walking over to him, “Venti?” You said softly.
The bard looks up and gives you a small smile, “Yes, Windblume?” You gave Venti a sad smile and slowly reached out to grab his hands. Venti laced his fingers with yours before lifting your hand up and pressing a kiss on your knuckles.
“I’m sorry that Emma broke your lyre. I wish I could’ve stopped her before she could do it.” You let your hands fall from Venti’s grasp.
“It’s fine! It’s not like I’ve never fixed a broken lyre before!” Venti says, pulling you into his arms.
You pulled away from Venti’s hug before looking at him quizzically, “But wasn’t it an illusion to fool Barbara?”
“Oh shit, how’d you know about that?” Venti’s eyes widened. You looked at Venti in shock before bursting out into laughter. You covered your mouth and buried your face into Venti’s shoulders, your body shaking with laughter.
“Did he just….” Aether trails off, looking over at Albedo and Heizou with wide eyes. Albedo and Heizou stifled their laughter and nodded their heads.
Dottore nudges the other Harbingers around him before saying, “Who knew the anemo archon has such a potty mouth on him.” Dottore snorted, shaking his head.
You ended up cutting Emma out of your life after many incidents, and needless to say, she was not happy about it at all. Whenever you’re somewhere in Mondstadt, by yourself, Emma will appear out of nowhere. Instead of greeting you like an average person (when is she ever normal?), Emma would threaten you for cutting her out of your life. Even though you’ve tried to do many things not to run into her while visiting Mondstadt, she somehow knows where you will be.
“Why did you stop hanging out with me, huh? Are you scared that I would steal your little boy toys?” Emma seethes, digging her nails into your biceps while dragging you out of the city of Mondstadt.
“I….” You yank your arms out of her grasp, wincing when you feel her nails slice your skin. “.... Am cutting you out of my life because you’re not a good friend at all! You did nothing but inflict pain on my boyfriends and me! Especially my boyfriends!” You glared at the brunette in front of you before rubbing your arms.
Emma chortles, “Inflicting pain on your boyfriends? Honey, I’m just showing them what they’re missing and what they could have if they were to drop you for me.” She flicks her hair off her shoulders with a smirk on her face.
“I would call you a homewrecker, but you barely wrecked anything.” You chuckled bitterly. “You’re nothing but a try-hard and a pick-me girl.” You shook your head before walking away from where Emma stood. Emma fumes at your comment before running after you. Emma reaches out to grab onto your hair and yanks you backward, causing you to tumble back and fall to the ground.
“You’re going to regret saying these things to me, you fucking whore.” Emma scowls, pulling your head back by your hair before punching you in the face.
This went on for the next few weeks: Emma harassing you, Emma taking her anger out on you because you told her to stay the fuck away from your boyfriends and because you have tried to cut her out of your life. Emma was pretty much your “stalker” now, except she would follow you everywhere you go in Mondstadt, but she wouldn’t dare to step foot in Liyue or Inazuma because of “reasons” she did not want to say. Yes, you could’ve hung out in other regions other than Mondstadt to escape Emma’s wrath, but with Emma constantly threatening you, you couldn’t do it. And you didn’t know how to say no unless many people convinced you to do so. You were terrified of saying no because of the things she had done.
The more you were forced to hang out with Emma, the more you came back to the abode with bruises and cuts on your body. You hid them from your boyfriends by wearing layers of clothing and a light amount of makeup. Heck, you don’t have many skills in makeup, but with the number of cuts and bruises Emma was putting on your face, you had to learn how to cover them up somehow other than wearing a mask.
“I’m done hanging out with you, Emma. I’m done. I just want to go home and rest from all the shit you’ve done to me.” You said, limping away from Emma.
“Awww! But I thought you were going to snap my arms as you said!” Emma mocks, walking up from behind you before kicking you in the back. You stumbled and landed on your left arm, a sharp pain shooting up from your wrist to your elbows.
“I don’t have time for your bullshit, Emma. Unlike you, I have people waiting for me to return home.” You spat, getting up from the ground before dusting your clothes off. You turn to Emma and spat in her face before walking away. Emma growls and wipes your spit from her face while watching you walk away from where she stood.
What you were hoping to expect when you got home from your little “hang out” with Emma was a bunch of hugs and comfort, but what you got was the complete opposite of that. The minute you opened the door of the mansion and stepped inside, a large bucket of water came crashing down on you, soaking you from head to toe in freezing water, and the bucket also hit your head really hard. You almost blacked out from how hard the bucket had dropped on your head.
“Dear, archons!” Thoma gasps loudly when he sees the large metal bucket dropped on your head with full force, almost knocking you unconscious.
“Oh my gosh, are you okay?!” Baizhu rushes up to you and steadies you while you sway in your spot, black dots spotting your vision. You held onto Baizhu tightly and buried your face into his chest, trying to block out the immense pain you were feeling at the moment.
“Man, it seems like Bennett’s luck is rubbing off on me, and I haven’t even met the kid yet.” You think to yourself, biting back your whimpers.
“Alright, who set this bucket up?” Diluc demanded, looking around the estate at each person with a heated glare.
Itto laughs nervously, “I did, but it wasn’t for [Y/N]! It was for Childe!” Itto exclaims.
Childe lets out a humorless laugh, “Wow, Itto! Not only are you bad at pranking me, but you’re also bad at ensuring that the bucket doesn’t injure the person you’re pranking!” Childe says, walking into the living area while shaking his head in disapproval.
“The bucket hit their head pretty hard; we need to make sure they didn’t get any concussion,” Albedo says, rushing up to where you and Baizhu stood.
Heizou pats your cheeks lightly, “Sweetheart, can you look up for us, please?” You groaned softly, head falling forward against Baizhu’s chest.
“I know the bucket hit their head hard, but how hard, though? The bang was so loud that I was afraid that it would’ve knocked [Y/N] unconscious.” Aether commented.
Baizhu lifts you up and carries you over to the couch, and lays you down before lightly patting your cheeks to keep you awake. You cracked your eyes open and winced when the light in the living room flashed in your eyes.
“The bucket must have hit [Y/N]’s head pretty hard with how they’re reacting,” Ayato murmurs, brushing your wet hair away from your face.
Ayato’s hands froze before he slowly looked up at the others in the room; his face was almost as white as his suit. Gorou furrows his eyebrows before reaching up to your face and wiping at the foundation that was slowly dripping off your face. The more Gorou wipes the foundation away from your face, the more cuts and bruises are revealed. Scaramouche furrows his eyebrows before gently grabbing your arms and pulling the sleeve of your shirt up, revealing claw marks, more cuts, and more bruises decorating your arms. Some bruises looked new, while the others still looked new but were fading away compared to the others. Scaramouche’s actions resulted in Xiao coming up and pulling up other parts of your clothes to reveal more and more injuries that you had sustained.
“[Y/N].... who did this to you!?” Gorou whispers, a lump forming in his throat as tears begin to blur his vision. Gorou had never seen you in this state before; in fact, none of the men had seen you covered in cuts and bruises before. This was the first time they’ve seen you this injured. Everyone couldn’t help but feel very angry and deeply upset. They were mad at whoever inflicted harm on you and deeply upset that you had gone to the extent of hiding your cuts and bruises from them.
“Emma.” Scaramouche and Xiao growl, both their eyes glowing with anger.
Kaeya kneels beside the couch and strokes your hair gently, “Keep your eyes open, sweet thing. We wouldn’t want you to lose your consciousness now, do we?” He tries to joke, his smile faltering as he takes in the sight of you in front of him.
“Everything hurts.” You whisper, cracking your eyes open.
Kazuha grabs onto your hand and gently squeezes them, “Tell us who did it. Tell us who boldly put their hands on you, and we will deal with them for you.” Kazuha says, mentally praying to whichever archon was listening to his prayers that it wasn’t who he was suspecting.
You winced when you turned your head towards Kazuha’s direction before croaking out, “But if I tell you all who did it, all of you will hurt them.”
Dainsleif lets out an infuriated sigh before running his hands through his blond hair, “Why are you trying to protect this person, [Y/N]? This person injured you and could have killed you if they wanted to!” Dainsleif clenches his jaws.
You forced yourself up on the couch with a pained grunt, “I don’t want to say who it is because I want to beat their ass first.” You said, pouting at Dainsleif tiredly. Kaeya snorts while wiping the water away from your face with a cloth napkin while Baizhu and Albedo check up on your head and other bodily injuries that were inflicted upon you.
Zhongli sits down in front of you with a weak sigh, “Dearest, why did you continue to hang out with Emma even though you had told us that you weren’t going to see her again?”
You pursed your lips before responding, “I didn’t want to continue to hang out with her. She wouldn’t let me cut her off, and she threatened me.” You said, flinching away from the light that Albedo was shining into your eyes to check on your pupils.
“Thankfully, [Y/N] doesn’t have a concussion. That’s good.” Albedo hums softly, lightly massaging your head with his fingers. You closed your eyes and leaned into Albedo’s touch, wanting to do nothing else but sleep and let your body rest.
Baizhu gets up from his spot before dusting his clothes off, “Even if [Y/N] doesn’t have any concussion, they will still need to take medication for their headache and body aches.” He turns around and walks to the kitchen to search for pain medication for you to take in the meantime.
Capitano stood in front of you with his arms crossed over his chest, “You know that we know that your injuries are all Emma’s doing, correct?” Capitano asks. You could tell that Capitano raised his eyebrows at you underneath his helmet as he tapped on his biceps with his fingers.
You looked away from Capitano while grumbling, “I’m sure it’s obvious that it was only Emma that did this to me.”
Pantalone sighs loudly, “I was delighted that my precious kitten made a new friend, but that friend was no good.” He laments, walking over to where you sat before lifting you off the couch. Pantalone sits on the couch before placing you on his lap, cradling you in his arms while pressing a kiss on the side of your head. You winced and rested your head on his shoulders, feeling yourself becoming drowsy.
“Oh, please. If it weren’t for you, [Y/N] wouldn’t have gotten injured by their new friend.” Diluc rolls his eyes with disgust, tempted to yank you from Pantalone’s arms. If it weren’t for those four Harbingers encouraging you to become friends with someone like Emma, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt, nor would they have to deal with Emma’s atrocious behavior.
Itto nods his head rapidly before pointing an accusing finger at the four Harbingers in front of him, “Yeah! If you four hadn’t encouraged [Y/N] to be friends with that demon, [Y/N] wouldn’t have gotten injured!”
Pierro shoots a heated glare in Itto’s direction, saying, “And if it weren’t for that childish prank you were trying to pull on Tartaglia, the metal bucket wouldn’t have hit [Y/N]’s head.” Itto glowers and glares back at the first Harbinger in front of him, his hands clenching into tight fists.
“How about Zhongli and I take you to your room!” Venti suggested as he walked over to where you and Pantalone sat before tugging you out from Pantalone’s lap with the help of Zhongli.
You leaned against Venti, both your arms wrapped around their waists as the two of them propped you up before guiding you up to your bedroom, away from the tension that was gradually getting worse.
“Doctor Baizhu will be bringing the medication up to your bedroom in a moment. You need to rest and let your injuries heal.” Zhongli murmurs into your ears.
“I still need to change out of my wet clothes and maybe take a shower or something.” You said, letting yourself flop on your bed.
Childe pops his head into your bedroom with a smile on his face, “I can help you change your clothes if you need some assistance, snookums.”
Zhongli lets out a disgruntled grunt, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Childe, now is not the time to make such comments.”
Childe lets out a scoff of disbelief, “What? I was only offering my assistance to help [Y/N] change into clean and dried clothes! There’s no innuendos or anything!” He grumbles, glaring over at the former archon.
You rolled over on your bed, and a strained groan gets caught in your throat before you interject, “Please don’t argue right now. I’m starting to get a headache.” You said, your face pinching up from the pounding headache you are currently experiencing.
“Come on, let’s get you changed into new clothes,” Thoma says, nudging you lightly. You cracked your eyes open, only to see the other men piling into your bedroom.
You grumbled, “Wow, you all showed up in my bedroom to watch me change? Perverts.” You snorted to yourself, earning chuckles from your boyfriends while Aether and Heizou helped you sit up on your bed as Ayato walked over to you with your change of clothes in his hands.
Aether speaks up, “So! When are you going to beat Emma’s ass?” Looking away as Thoma and Ayato helped you change out of your drenched clothes.
“Seriously, when are you going to do that? The longer you put it off, the more it’ll make us want to do it for you instead.” Heizou says, tilting his head to the side while looking elsewhere, trying to keep himself distracted.
You let out a long sigh before responding, “Soon, I hope.” You take your shirt off and toss it over to your laundry basket. You hear choked gasps coming from your boyfriends and a small chorus of “oh dear archons!” from a few of them. You blinked at them before looking down at your body and examining every inch of your skin. Cuts and bruises littered your torso and back, along with your bare legs. It was like Emma had used you as a punching bag to let all of her anger out on you. Well, she technically did unleash her anger out on you by physically assaulting you.
“Be honest with us; how long have you been hiding these injuries from everyone?” Ayato asks while he gently grabs you by your shoulders before rotating you around to examine every inch of your exposed skin.
Gorou shakes his head, “Looking at these cuts and bruises, it looks like [Y/N] has been enduring Emma’s abuse for quite a while.” Gorou reaches forward, letting his fingers trace the bruised skin of your back.
Scaramouche claps his hands, “I have come to the conclusion that you will not be beating Emma’s ass. I will be doing it myself.” Scaramouche stated.
You shook your head, “I would rather be the one to get into trouble than all of you.” You said while slipping on a new shirt and shorts and fixing your hair after. “Plus, she touched my boyfriends and flirted with my boyfriends. Therefore, I should be the one beating her ass, not you guys.” You added. Baizhu walks over to your bed with a glass cup of water and painkillers in his hands; you grabbed the painkillers from Baizhu’s hands and popped them into your mouth before taking the cup of water from his grasp and downing the water.
“Oh? You don’t like it when people touch or flirt with us?” Kazuha teases you, sitting down beside you with a smile on his face.
You rolled your eyes and shook your head, “I told Emma that if she were to pull that stunt again, I would snap both of her arms. It’s a promise and a threat.” You said, placing the glass cup of water on your nightstand.
Kaeya chuckled and knelt on your bed before grabbing you by your chin to tilt your head up, gazing into your eyes, “My, my, that is the most attractive thing you’ve ever said.” Xiao grumbles and slowly removes Kaeya’s hands from your face, making sure that he didn’t do it roughly, fearing that he might hurt you.
“I didn’t like how close she got to me and how she kept mentioning how short she is compared to me. I think she was mocking me.” Xiao grumbles. You cracked a smile and gestured for him to come forward; Xiao walked over to you and stood beside your bed. You slowly reached up and wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your face into his torso.
“You’re too cute, Xiao.” Your voice muffled against his stomach. “I didn’t like how Emma got close and touchy with any of you,” You release Xiao, laying down on your bed.
“She wasn’t just touchy and flirty,” Dainsleif added.
“I promise, I will snap both of her arms for all of you and for the things that she has done to me.” You said, hugging a Seelie plush that was gifted to you from Venti. “What she did was unacceptable, and yet I tried not to get off on the wrong foot with her.” You smacked yourself in the forehead.
“Don’t hurt yourself!” Gorou panics, rushing over to you before checking on your forehead, lightly massaging it.
“I asked you all to give her a chance, I tried being nice to her and have you all get along, and this was the outcome.” You said, hugging the plush tightly against your chest. “I deserved all of those beatings from Emma because it’s my karma for letting an awful person into my life and stay for some time.” A rueful smile tugged at the corners of your lips. Now that you think of it, the things that Emma has done to you were justified. After all, you did let her stay in your life despite her mistreating your boyfriends, flirting with them, and making them uncomfortable. You deserved every cut and bruise that she has left on your body.
Xiao growls, “It’s not your fault! Stop blaming yourself!” You ignored Xiao’s response.
Kazuha frowns, “Don’t blame yourself, dove. You were trying to see the best in others; it’s not your fault that you were trying to give her a chance to redeem herself.”
Kaeya lays on your bed and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you to his chest while resting his chin on your head. “Besides, I think it’d be a nice sight to see you beat someone to a pulp.” A teasing smile appears on his face before he presses a kiss on your cheeks.
“Oh, I will definitely beat Emma to a bloody pulp.” You deadpanned, snuggling up against Kaeya with a pout on your face. “I hate her for touching my boyfriends, shamelessly flirting with my boyfriends, breaking their things, forcing them to do things they didn’t intend on doing, and many more.” You grumbled.
The men can see the steam coming from your ears while you ranted under your breath about the things Emma had done to you and them. The more you grumbled about Emma; the more steam continued to come out of your ears from anger. You let out an angry sigh and shoved your face into Kaeya’s chest, catching him off guard. Kaeya laughs and kisses the top of your head while lightly scratching your head, his fingers lacing into your hair while doing so.
Pierro hums, “I believe that it’s best we let [Y/N] rest. After all, they have been through so much and will need some time to recuperate.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
Pantalone hums thoughtfully, his head tilts to the side, “What if I want my adorable kitten to snuggle up against me while they’re sleeping?” A tiny pout forms on his lips as he watches you press yourself up against Kaeya while on the verge of falling asleep.
Diluc huffs, “Well, too bad because they’re currently snuggling with someone else right now. It’s best to leave them alone and let them rest.”
The corners of Pantalone’s lips quirked up, he licked his lips and shook his head while debating on retorting or not, but he chose not to say anything. Maybe one day he’ll snatch you up for himself and be selfish for once, but for now, today won’t be that day. After not hearing a single response from Pantalone, a slight smirk appeared on Diluc’s face.
For the next few days, the men did not let you leave your bedroom because they wanted you to rest, and they wanted your wounds to heal. And, of course, since you’re not from Teyvat or their universe, it took a bit for you to properly heal with the amount of medication you were given for the wounds and with the help of the healers throughout Teyvat. You were pampered by your boyfriends, even though you told them there was no need for them to spoil you. Your comment went in one ear and out the other for them, and your boyfriends gladly spoiled you with attention and affection. As much as you loved the attention from your boyfriends, you wanted them to give you some space and privacy— mainly because you wanted to track Emma down and return the favor from all the things she has done to you and your boyfriends.
Everything suddenly became a blur to you, and you had felt nothing but fury for the last few weeks now (maybe even a month. It’s a bit hard for you to narrow down the date in Teyvat when you hardly kept track of it) all because of Emma and the things that she has done. You didn’t remember leaving the abode; you didn’t remember arriving at Mondstadt, and you certainly did not remember grabbing Emma by her ponytail and pulling her to a secluded area of Mondstadt.
“Oh, it looks like you’re healing nicely!” Emma commented, her eyes scanning your body from head to toe. “Did you come back for more?” She smirks at you, her head tilting to the side while she waits for you to answer her.
“No, not really. But I did come back to return the favor.” You said, giving her a fake smile while your hands were clenched into tight fists. “Although I am trying to be a reasonable person. So I will not inflict any harm on you if you apologize for your past actions and promise never to do it again.” You said, crossing your arms over your stomach.
Emma lets out an audible snort, “Me? Apologize? For what exactly?” Emma inquires, cocking an eyebrow at you with a look of amusement on her face. “Listen, I believe that I did nothing wrong at all, and if you have a problem with that, you can go cry and bitch elsewhere.” Emma lets out a sassy huff, her arms over her chest, before turning around with her back facing your direction. You smirked and tapped her shoulders; Emma hummed, her eyebrows raised before she slowly looked in your direction.
She rolls her eyes before letting out a disgusted scoff, “What do you want, you annoying little—” You cut Emma off by punching her in the mouth, causing her to gasp and stumble back. She had her hand over her mouth. Her eyes were red with anger. She smacks her lips together before scowling at you, her gums and lips bleeding. “You little bitch!” Emma lunges at you and tackles you to the ground, the two of you rolling down a steep hill.
The men were all having lunch in the dining room when Venti barges into the dining room, panting and trying to catch his breath. Everyone looked at Venti quizzically, waiting for Venti to catch his breath before questioning why he suddenly burst into the dining room like that.
“Barbatos, care to explain what’s got you in a hurry?” Zhongli asks, sipping on his afternoon tea with Ayato and Dainsleif by his side.
“It’s [Y/N].” Venti chokes out. Before Venti could add to what he had said, everyone got up from their seats and rushed to the entrance of the abode without a second thought.
Venti lets out a defeated sigh, “Great, more running.”
It was a bit complicated to track you down at first, but the sounds of screaming and profanities being thrown around guided the men to where they are now. They all come to a halt when they see you on top of Emma, with a handful of her brown hair in your left hand while you were punching Emma in the face, on the head, and in the throat repeatedly. Emma was thrashing beneath you, trying to get you off of her, but you had her pinned to the dirt ground.
“Why are you crying now, huh!?” You screamed, your knuckles shining each time you raised your fist in the air. You were wearing platinum rings on your fingers. Emma screeches and tosses you off; you land beside her before immediately getting up from the ground.
Emma’s eyes land on the men behind you before pointing at you, “Look what your stupid lover did to me! I did nothing to them, and they decided to attack a cute, short, innocent girl like me!” She screeches, crocodile tears rolling down her bruised and bloodied cheeks.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t see anything,” Aether says, looking away from Emma with his nose pointing in the air.
Heizou looks at the other men, “Was that the sound of a dying boar in the distance?”
You let out a burst of loud laughter; your head was thrown back, your body shaking with laughter. You look at Emma with a smile on your face. You slowly walked towards Emma, cracking your knuckles and your neck.
“Oh, Emma, Emma. I’m not done with you just yet.” You cooed, caressing her face in your hands, a big smile slowly forming on your face. Emma looks at you in disgust and slaps your hands away from her face. “If you think you can get away from me so easily, then it looks like I’ll have to snap both of your legs to prevent you from running.” You whisper.
Emma growls and punches you in the nose; blood immediately starts spraying down your nose. You glared at her and threw a punch right back at her. You tackled Emma to the ground and continued where you had left off.
“Should we stop [Y/N]?” Dainsleif asks.
“I’ll be getting the first aid ready for [Y/N]’s injuries,” Baizhu says, running back to the abode.
Thoma chuckles, “From what I’m seeing so far, it’s Emma that’ll be needing the first aid, not [Y/N].”
Albedo blinks at Thoma, “That’s someone else’s problem. We’ll only administer first aid on [Y/N].” Albedo states, crossing his arms.
Kazuha opens his mouth to say something, but the loud snapping sound cuts him off. The men went silent when Emma let out a blood-curdling scream that was almost deafening.
“My legs! My legs!” Emma screams. “You broke my fucking legs!” Emma sobs, trying to reach behind her to swipe at you, but you pinned her arms down and sat on her back with a dark chuckle.
“I did say that if you, or anyone that isn’t me, flirt with my boyfriends and touch my boyfriends, I wouldn’t hesitate to snap your arms.” You said, hitting her in the head. “But since you were trying to run away from the consequences, I had to break those cute, short legs of yours to stop you from running.” You squealed, reaching down to pinch her cheeks with your bloodied hands.
“Holy fuck.” Childe whispers, covering the lower part of his face.
Ayato’s eyes widen, and his eyebrows shot to his hairline at Childe’s reaction. “Are you blushing?!” Ayato hissed at Childe.
Thoma made the mistake of looking down, his eyes almost as wide as saucers before covering his face. There’s no way Childe is like this right now while you’re beating someone to a pulp and snapping their legs like twigs.
“Childe, are you serious right now!?” Thoma hissed at Childe.
“I can’t help it! [Y/N] is so hot!” Childe whispers loudly to the men around him, covering his red face with both of his hands.
Scaramouche made a disgusted face at Childe before pointing his finger at the ginger-haired male, “Why the fuck do you have a boner!? You horny motherfucker!” Scaramouche punches Childe in the gut. Childe grunts and punches Scaramouche back.
“Listen, [Y/N] beating the shit out of something is very attractive, so I don’t blame him!” Itto says. Just when you were about to land another punch on Emma’s face with your ring-clad fingers, Capitano and Dottore walked over to you and grabbed you by your biceps before lifting you off of Emma.
“As much as we would love to see you beat Emma into a bloody pulp, I think that’s enough,” Capitano says gruffly, escorting you to where the other men stood.
Dottore snorts, smirking widely, “As if she wasn’t a bloody pulp already.” Dottore pats you on your head. You grumbled and wiped Emma’s blood off your face with your already bloodied hands, smearing more blood on your cheeks.
Kazuha runs up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist, “You’re not injured anywhere, are you?” He eyes you worriedly, his eyes scanning you from head to toe. You gave Kazuha a small smile and shook your head.
“Other than a bloody nose and some scratches here and there, I’m fine.” You said.
Dottore points down at your bloodied clothes, “Is that all Emma’s blood?” You smiled widely and nodded your head happily.
“That is correct! It’s all her blood.” You raised your arm and wiped the blood from your nose and scrunched your face when you felt dull throbbing pain from your nose.
Childe jogs up to you and grabs you by your shoulders, “Marry me, marry me right now. We can live off on a farm somewhere in Snezhnaya and have fourteen kids. Just you and me.” He knelt to the ground in front of you, holding onto your hands firmly.
“Uh, get in line, buddy! We all want to marry [Y/N].” Itto interjects, pulling Childe away from you.
Scaramouche whispers loudly, “You also have a little problem to fix.”
Childe glares at Scaramouche, “A little!? I’ll have you know. I’m huge, okay?! [Y/N] can vouch for me.”
Aether and Heizou shook their heads, “We did not need to know that.” Aether says, making a face at Childe.
Zhongli sighs, “Let’s go back to the abode now, shall we? I believe that you should clean up, and doctor Baizhu will dress any of your wounds.” Zhongli says, draping his arms around your shoulders before walking you back to the abode with the others following after you. Childe latches himself against you, his face burying into your neck while pressing up against you.
“Childe, why the fuck do you have a boner!?” You whined, feeling your face becoming hot at the contact.
“You know why.” Childe’s voice was muffled against your neck; he rubbed his face against your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist. Zhongli lets out an annoyed sigh, giving Childe an annoyed look.
Ayato concludes, “We need to get him neutered.”
Dottore snorts, “As if that’ll work.” He mutters, following after you and twenty other men back to the abode where Baizhu is waiting for you with the first aid kit, ready to patch up any wounds you have on you.
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lust for life - zhongli [nsfw]
synopsis: your first time with the geo archon leads to a riveting adventure that you never dreamed of, but also don’t regret
notes: this is the first time i’m writing for zhongli and genshin, so please be nice. i apologize for anything potentially ooc. i’m learning. :]
warnings: praise kink, dragon tendencies (?), unprotected sex, pet names, zhongli is called morax, lana del rey song title, body worship, liyue archon quest spoilers
word count: 2.4k
interactions and comments appreciated!
being in a relationship with zhongli is exhilarating. it is calm and a rush all at the same time. invigorating, perhaps.
liyue, the city of contracts, is always bustling with something new and exciting each day. the harbor specifically hails as a place that showcases the customs and traditions in the most beautiful ways.
the smell of freshly made grilled tiger-fish and chopped suey perfuming the air, and the shine of the beautifully crafted kites the nice old lady sells only make up a few traits the harbor carries. there’s also the bustle of the shops, selling different types of flowers and fruits and jewels ranging from jade to lapis.
as much as liyue is your home, there couldn’t be a better place of solace than in your boyfriend.
over the course of knowing him, he’s taught and shown you many things. and one of those things just happens to be the way of love. you have never been that involved before in a romantic relationship before he came along. but once he did, you could barely remember what life was like before him.
being that zhongli is now ‘mortal’, there are many things about him that still stand out from regular human beings. of course, this all makes sense when considering his reptilian nature at hand.
his eyes, a piercing aurelian color are a stark contrast to any other pair you’ve seen. they closely resemble two pieces of raw cor lapis.
the man is large—not necessarily very muscular, but lean and slender in all the right ways. he’s also a lot taller than the average person, having you crane your head up at times just to hold decent eye contact with him.
you often were bashful and easily embarrassed in front of zhongli, but he only ever has been very understanding and patient. a wise and well respected man with an eclectic taste for history and knowledge. there’s nothing about him that isn’t amazing.
“is this okay?”
zhongli’s voice breaks you from your thoughts. the gravel of it warms your tummy and sends shivers down your spine. his eyes seem to be looking through you in tantalizing yet understanding way.
“you seem conflicted over something. what’s troubling your mind, darling?” he inquires, tilting his head to the side. his obsidian locks, ends dipped in pure bronze, cascade down his back beautifully and you wonder if there’s ever anything this man does that could be deemed unattractive.
he asks these questions all while kneeling in front of your leaking cunt. like your nude body isn’t completely visible and vulnerable before him. but murmurs of your beauty and rarity cause you to relax and confess your thoughts.
“i just—“ you pause, apprehensive, “i’ve never done this before.”
there’s a look that flashes in his eyes, but only for a brief moment before changing to contemplation. “ah, i see.”
heart racing, you think that he’s about to pull out of the moment you two share. that he’d judge you for your lack of experience.
the feeling of a gloved hand on your cheek makes your heart skip a beat. “there’s nothing to be worried about. i will make extra sure to go at your pace. as long as you still trust me to lead, of course. i will make sure you’re comfortable, dearest.”
zhongli kisses the inside of your thigh, peering at you with subtle glee. to tell the truth, his mind can’t help but think of all the ways he’d tease and break you. but you don’t need to know that—at least not yet. when the time comes he’d explore that. for as long as he’s lived, waiting is something that doesn’t concern him. your wellbeing will always come first.
“okay…” you breathe, spreading your legs more for him at his request.
“always so precious and good for me, are you?” he hums with delight. your face blooms with heat but you nod meekly.
he continues, “you’ll tell me what you like, yes? while i eat this cunt out?”
your boyfriend’s blunt words strike your heart (and core) all at once.
zhongli squeezes your thighs in warning, “i need a verbal response, or i will stop.”
“yes, li.” you murmur, sending him a nervous grin.
“thank you, my love.” he smiles before moving over you. a ghostly sigh leaves you as his hands caress you hips, holding you in place with little effort.
his tongue, unusually long, sneaks out and swipes at your core. there’s a hum of satisfaction once your essence hits his buds. after tediously circling the outside of your leaking hole, it plunges forth within you.
even with it being the first time, you’re sure the wet muscle reaches places that no one besides him ever will, and you gasp, hands moving to grasp anything to ground yourself.
“z-zhongli—!” you stutter, words and lungs failing you all at once.
zhongli entwines your hands, squeezing gently to calm you. his free hand, however, only moves over your clit to rile you up further.
he hums again, satisfied with what you gift him when more of your juices evade his tongue.
“it’s been a long time since i’ve tasted something this sweet.” his lithe fingers continuing their motions as he attentively watches your reactions. “i think my tongue will always remember the way you taste.”
your hips have somehow found a way to ride his tongue and he assists by nearly having you fuck yourself on his face.
“i-i-!” you’re unable to warn zhongli of anything as you feel yourself succumbing to a realm of euphoric pleasure, seizing in place. your eyes roll back, and you find yourself facing a blinding light. you wonder if you’ve just died right now and then.
but as soothing hands caress your being and plant kisses on your cheeks, you realize you’re very much still on teyvat.
“ahh, so that’s what you look like cumming.” the archon’s eyes gleam and a hungry look flashes in them. “who knew how beautifully ravishing you’d look.”
not a moment passes before his fingers are on you again, and he slides in two digits.
“i’m sensitive, li! please!” you whine, hands grabbing his wrist.
“you’re doing so well though,” zhongli praises, his tone sweet like nectar. his normally stoic expression to no surprise, is nonexistent with you. the only visible look is love and adoration. “you can cum again, hmm? don’t you think you deserve it?”
tears slip down your face as you nod frantically, “yes!”
his eyes brighten at the way you squirm and try to conceal your whimpers. it’s only then does he realize he must toy with you even further.
the fingers that stilled themselves move again. the sound of lewd squelching filling the room. zhongli doesn’t know how much longer he can hold off before fucking you. the smell of your arousal is overwhelming, to say the least. and dark thoughts of wanting to breed you start to consume his mind.
regardless, you still needed to be prepared to take him. it would be no good if you were uncomfortable.
he works to bring you thus forth to another orgasm, his hand skilled and dexterous as it seeks to pleasure you.
“feels so good li! r-right there!” you gasp, arching up to follow his movements.
a hand soothes your hair and you feel his lips kiss your forehead. “relax dearest, you’re tightening up. just let go.”
it isn’t long before you’re cumming again. losing strength, you collapse fully on your back. you hear your boyfriend chuckle as he sucks the gloves of his fingers clean from your essence.
after giving you time to recover, zhongli gently runs his hands over you.
“darling, why don’t you help me undress. hmm?” he coaxes, moving back to begin to peel off his robes.
you sit up, wobbling as you kneel in front of him and he drags your hand up to his collar.
zhongli leans down, kissing you on the lips. he tastes of whatever tea he’s recently had. and of, well, you.
soon, your boyfriend is undressed, and archons (albeit, him himself) could only tell how it is possible for someone to be so beautiful and handsome, his figure lean and muscular in all the right ways.
it makes you feel weak in the knees how easy it is for zhongli to command attention and control. the way you’re pliant to his will because of how strong he is, allowing for him to hold your jaw in place as his tongue explores your mouth.
the feeling of something heavy and hard against your stomach makes your heart drop. there is no mistaking what it is.
as if sensing your distress, he pulls back from you. “what’s wrong, dear?” he grabs himself, stroking leisurely as he eyes you with quiet mischief.
you swallow, eyes having trouble leveling with his, “w-will it fit?”
you’re cute. too cute, for him. “of course darling,” he taps the head on your drenched clit, the tip catching easily onto your entrance.
“you were made to take me, after all.”
there isn’t anything else said once he sheathes himself fully inside of you.
shared moans fill the room as you both stare at each other for a moment. zhongli is hot and throbbing inside of you, and that alone has you cumming again.
“goodness,” he huffs, composing himself, “you are more sensitive than i thought.”
“ahh-sorry!”
“no need to apologize. it’s perfect. you’re perfect.” zhongli murmurs, kissing the corner of your mouth.
“i’m going to move now, love.” he warns, voice soft.
you nod solemnly, squeezing his hand as a sign of goodwill.
it’s all odd at first, with how full you are, but eventually the discomfort becomes more pleasure than anything else. the way his cock is stroking your walls, hitting every crevice with a kiss, soon has you keening.
grunts fill your ear as zhongli’s pace slowly picks up over time. you think you might be somewhere in the clouds above mt. tianheng.
your boyfriend’s frame cocoons your own. he fucks you like he’s yearned you for eternity. as if he’s been preparing for this moment. his hips move like flowing water, skilled all around.
zhongli’s sharp canines bite into your shoulder, a low growl leaving him as he marks you. he doesn’t mean to blemish your beautiful skin, but the primal part in him can’t help himself.
your moans are like a melody to him, and he thinks he may drown in them and the way that they sound. he starts to think that maybe you yourself are some deity or maybe a siren with the way you have him under your spell.
“li, please, go faster!” you beg, looking up at him with wet eyes, “i-i can take it, i promise!”
“are you sure that’s what you want? i won’t be able to fully hold back if you ask that of me.” he warns.
“yes, please!” you whine, “please, morax!”
before you know it, he’s kissing you again, the sweet taste of him elevating your focus away from the now ruthless snap of his hips.
he gifts you his fingers in your mouth once his lips move over your collarbones and breasts, tongue wrapping around the sensitive nub while his free hand twists the other.
“you must be a gift from celestial to feel this good.” zhongli moans. he’s holding you in his lap now, moving you up and down his shaft just how he likes.
“have you got one more for me, love?” he pants, “then i’ll take care of you and let you rest.”
you find yourself crying out for morax repeatedly, and it sendings an unknown exhilarating feeling down zhongli’s spine. maybe because it’s the thought that no other god could save you but him.
“m’cumming!” you cry, once again clamping down on the man with a vice like grip.
zhongli shudders, trying to keep his focus on you coming undone, “i don’t think i can hold back much longer myself. where—“
“inside. please cum inside me!” you wail, twisting your legs to lock around him.
“fuck,” he curses, not meaning the slip of his tongue. but that’s just what you do to him. “a-are you certain? do not say things based on what you think i wish—“
zhongli does not expect for you to pout up at him with big, wet eyes and say, “you don’t want to cum in me?”
frozen, he blinks slowly at you. then, there’s the sound of a dark chuckle, almost inhumane. “you don’t know, do you?”
“how i’ll give you anything you want? you can ask for the stars and they’re yours.” he groans, hips erratic again. he’s smothering you with his mouth again, moving everywhere to kiss every inch of you. your legs are folded up and placed over his shoulders, pressed tightly against yourself.
he swears, “i’ll cherish and love you till death. contract or not, i vow to never break that word.” even in the afterlife.”
“that being said, i’ll cum in you as many times as you want.”
you cum at his words, sobbing from the tsunami emotions and feelings that’s hit you.
it isn’t long before zhongli follows, an exceeding large warmth and throbbing as he spills himself into you.
he holds onto you tightly, refusing to move until he’s sure that his cum has settled within you.
slowly pulling out and putting your legs back down, he examines you fully. “are you alright?
the smile you give is hazy. “golden.”
“don’t leave.”
he frowns, tongue clicking, “darling, you must let me clean you up at least. i can’t bear to leave you—“
“just for a moment!” you pout, burying your face into his damp chest. “i promise.”
“a moment.” he repeats, chuckling. soothing your hair.
in all honesty, a part of you liked having him leak down your legs, and maybe he enjoyed it to. for him, in all the years of his life he’s never felt a love like this before. he just did his best to show appreciation.
if this is how he’d sing words into your ears, how his affection would wrap around, you would very well get used to this. to a routine.
but then again, a zhongli without surprises doesn’t seem fitting for you at all.
after all, ‘normal’ isn’t even as common as we think it is.
tagging my beloved @hwaitham. thank you for always supporting me and for being so loving and welcoming. <3
#zhongli x reader#zhongli one shot#genshin x reader#genshin one shot#zhongli smut#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact smut#genshin impact oneshot
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★-barou shoei, sae itoshi, rin itoshi, nagi seishiro, (wc) kunigami rensuke | megumi fushiguro, choso kamo, maki zenin | lynette, ALHAITHAM, scaramouche, shenhe
#★ snail.writes ★#woah multifandom debut?#this is just filler until i finish this chigiri one shot#blue lock#jujutsu kaisen#genshin impact#blue lock x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#genshin impact x reader#barou shoei x reader#sae itoshi x reader#rin itoshi x reader#nagi seishiro x reader#megumi fushiguro x reader#choso kamo x reader#lynette x reader#alhaitham x reader#scaramouche x reader#shenhe x reader#maki zenin x reader
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Perfect (KazuScara)
Kinktober 2023, Day Two: Praise Kink
WC: 800+ words
TW: Praise Kink, Blow Jobs
Kazuha has always thought that if he was an outsider looking in, he would be jealous of himself. Sure, he lost most of his family fortune when the company went bankrupt, but he’s still fairly well off. And not to mention, he has a perfect boyfriend that lights his days nonstop.
Plus, the fact that Scaramouche looks gorgeous doing anything is definitely a huge plus for him.
Scaramouche is currently sitting on the floor, legs tucked underneath him. Luckily, their home is fully carpeted, as Kazuha had insisted, so it doesn’t hurt whatsoever. The man stares up at his lover, eyes showing far more emotion than he can normally vocalize. Obviously Kazuha understands, but he still will forever push for his boyfriend to finally unleash his thoughts.
Honestly, Kazuha doesn’t even particularly remember why he's at his desk. Perhaps he needed to look at paperwork? Any and all actions that needed to be done are forgotten, completely cleared the moment Scaramouche entered the room. And now? Now Kazuha is waiting with a bated breath, eyes following every small movement his lover makes.
And Scaramouche calmly and very slowly begins to tug at Kazuha’s waistband, with Kazuha silently helping by lifting his hips so that the sweatpants can slide down easily. Kazuha has never been shy, fully able to walk around in public in just about anything and not blink twice. But being the victim of Scaramouche’s gaze truly turns him into a creature that he barely even recognizes.
Scaramouche doesn’t slip off Kazuha’s boxers, instead staring up at him as if gauging for reactions. Even when he begins to press on Kazuha’s crotch, he does not actually watch what he is doing, instead watching for the product of his actions. And Kazuha doesn’t hide his reactions. Sure, his boyfriend’s actions are not enough to warrant full on moans, but his breathing hitches with every new surge of pleasure.
And Scaramouche seems to relish in it, grinning as he increases the pressure of his palm, beginning to move even more. Kazuha is a weak, weak man, and knowing that his partner is explicitly searching for a specific action is fucking hot. He extends his hand out so he can lightly graze Scaramouche’s jaw. “Scara…” he breathes out, enamored with the way Scaramouche looks right now.
Scaramouche halts his movements, tilting his head sarcastically. “What? Do you want me to stop?”
Kazuha almost laughs out loud at the fact that Scaramouche even dared to suggest a thing, even if it fully fits him. “If you stop now you’ll be an asshole.” After all, Scaramouche created this problem, so he should be the one to fix it.
And Scaramouche just shrugs, clearly finding joy in the situation. “If you say so.” Even slower than earlier, he reaches for Kazuha’s waistband, pulling it down until Kazuha is fully exposed. He definitely isn’t fully hard, no matter how turned on he is, but Scaramouche doesn’t seem to mind. Scaramouche reaches toward the desk, grabbing the lotion that Kazuha so graciously keeps there. Applying a generous amount on his hand, he wraps it around Kazuha’s cock, moving his wrist slowly.
Kazuha knows that Scaramouche can feel his dick twitch at the sensation. He knows that Scaramouche can see his expression begin to devolve into one that properly portrays his lack of control in the situation. But Scaramouche wants more, refusing to do much more until Kazuha gives in.
“So good to me,” Kazuha mutters, petting Scaramouche’s hair affectionately. “So perfect.”
And that was the answer, the statements that Scaramouche was yearning for. With a smile, he leans toward Kazuha’s dick, licking a long stripe. And Kazuha? Well he’s in fucking heaven, closing his eyes as he awaits for more. He is a greedy man, and even when Scaramouche finally wraps his mouth around him, he can only crave more.
“That’s it…”
Scaramouche takes this as encouragement, bobbing his head around Kazuha, humming at every praise. Every word of affirmation spurs him on, causing small reactions that affect Kazuha greatly. When Scaramouche starts to just suck he feels as if he is in heaven, moving his hips in the warmth that envelops him.
Words of praise tumble out of his mouth uncontrollably, causing Scaramouche to do new actions every time. If at first he was doing the most simple blowjob known to man, now he is going above and beyond.
Kazuha opens his eyes, taking in the image of Scaramouche , finding the entire thing beautiful. “So perfect for me,” he mutters, his hips moving at a faster pace.
The promise of bringing Kazuha to a peak causes Scaramouche to work even harder. Every movement is intentional, thought out by the wonderful mind of Scaramouche. If Kazuha were to look at his relationship from an outside perspective, she would be jealous. Not everyone can have a partner like this, and for that he is perfect.
Kazuha groans when he finally reaches that peak, he makes sure to watch Scaramouche intently. The man moves his head back, Kazuha’s cock leaving his mouth. And, in a way that makes Kazuha’s head spin, he just grins up at him. Scaramouche begins to stand, crawling in Kazuha’s lap in a way that just fully makes him know that Scaramouche has won.
He truly is blessed…or cursed, he’s not too sure yet.
kinktober masterlist
#kazuscara#smut#tw praise kink#kinktober 2023#lowlylux#genshin#genshin impact#genshin impact smut#genshin impact one shots
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Frostflower Dew
This Lantern Rite gift that Shenhe received is a set of elegant formal attire that her master, Cloud Retainer had commissioned for her. Red ropes still adorn her arms, but the bitter cold in Shenhe's heart has faded.
#genshin impact#genshinedit#shenhe#gifset#mine#not really feeling this outfit but i'll take any shenhe content 🥰#even though in one shot her hair clips through her left ear
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