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— 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 ♡

໒꒱ || :feat~ albedo, kaeya, zhongli, childe, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, wriothesley, neuvillette x gn!reader:

໒꒱ || notes: a new nation joins the mix !! please help there are too many what do i do when natlan appears?! ITS OKAY RAAAAH FLUFF FLUFF RAAHHH FLUFF CHILDE COMMITS MANSLAUGHTER AGAINST A FUCKING PUMPKIN RAHHHH @anonbinaryweirdo CHILDE IS BEING A SILLY ALL FOR YOU MWAH HApPY OLI DAY!!

ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ (open!) : @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu, @achlysis, @swivy123, @solxima, @poweredbyghostadventures, @haliyamori

⤷ the seasons are changing, so let’s have some fun, shall we? ♡

"Klee, don't run so fast..."

ALBEDO sighed, yet his mouth curved upwards into a faint smile, one that could almost be mistaken as a laugh. Maybe it was. “Klee, if you’re going to run off like that, the Acting Grandmaster will certainly throw a fit about it.” There was little hope in soft threats against the child, but he had succeeded in capturing her attention, and she whipped around to look at the two of you, her bright beam dimming to a small pout.

“But Jean isn’t here! That means I can boom everything and she won’t put me in solitary confinement, right?” She gazed up fiercely at the two of you, her bold ruby eyes sparkling with daring excitement. The three of you had decided to take a little excursion to a nearby pumpkin farm at Jean’s insistence, saying that you especially had been overworking yourself with the new influx of tasks to do and that now they had stabilized, she could manage them for a day or two. She had been a little suspicious about it though, beaming the entire time and occasionally laughing at moments that weren’t remotely amusing. Her distracted gaze also kept glancing at Lisa, who had been shelving books with a devious smile. Just what is up with those two? You blamed it on the lack of sleep.

“Although…” she tilted her head, looking very thoughtful for a brief moment. “I’ll let you decide!” She ran over to you, clinging to your clothes with sparkling eyes. “What do you want to do? Just today, Spark Knight Klee will let you lead the adventure, ‘kay?” She was bouncing on her feet now, her expectant gaze a little too earnest.

“Klee, let’s be respectful…”

“Eh?? But… I want to be nice to your sweetheart!!” Klee pouted, cheeks flushed.

“S-Sweetheart…” Your mouth dropped open as the tiny girl let out a little ‘ah!’

“Oh no, I forgot I wasn’t supposed to tell you that! Shoot, Kaeya is going to be sooo mad!! Shhh, you didn’t hear anything, okay?? He definitely didn’t tell me that Albedo liked liked you, so please don’t snitch!” Klee held her hands over her mouth, looking rather apologetic as her round eyes threatened to burst into tears. Albedo sounded like he was choking.

“K-Klee, why don’t you go over and look at the pumpkins for a while? I’ll let you take home the biggest one you can find…” Albedo was clearly startled, his smooth speech interrupted with a stutter. As the girl eagerly dashed away towards the fields, he let out a long sigh. “I’m very sorry about that, it seems the Cavalry Captain has been saying some strange things to my little sister.”

You shook your head with a smile. “No, don’t be. It’ll be funny later on as we look back on it, although…” Your voice trailed off as what Klee had said flashed through your mind. In a voice barely above a whisper, you glanced up at him, “Is it true? Do you… feel that way for me?”

His breath caught in his throat, and he did not speak until three beats later. “I didn’t want you to find out this way, but now that it’s come to this…” He cleared his throat, returning his averted gaze to stare at you, his brilliant teal eyes meeting yours. Every movement of his lips entranced you, and you could feel the way your cheeks grew warm as his words slowly sunk in.

And it was true, he meant it. His body was living, breathing proof, even if his life wasn’t meant to exist in the first place. That was okay. He was okay with it all. If he could have you, then the origin of his life didn’t matter. At the very least, his existence could be filled with your warmth.

“I wish to be your partner.” ♡

“Hm, this should be fun~”

KAEYA appeared amused as he hummed with delight. The reason? Something a wine-lover like him was sure to enjoy - a winery tour, not Diluc’s, to ensure the maximum happiness of both brothers. The wind lightly breezed by, rustling the warm colored leaves that resemble tongues of fire. All around you, people trailed after the tour in front of the group, aimlessly chattering amongst themselves or dutifully nodding to whatever information the guide was saying at the moment. Did it really matter? In all honesty, you knew that Kaeya had come for the sole purpose of wine, and now that the two of you were here, nothing else really mattered. He glanced at you with a beam. “C’mon, what’s with the grouchy face? Don’t you think this will be fun?” Without much of a warning at all, he grabbed at your face, pinching and stretching your cheeks while he quietly laughed to himself.

“Hey, shtop-” You manage to wrench out of his grasp, rubbing your aching cheeks with a pointed glare directed towards the male. “You know I’m not a good drinker. I’ll pass out and then you’ll have to go through the trouble of carrying me all the way back…”

Kaeya blinks, then laughs. “Hey, it's only a winery tour, who said anything about actually drinking the wine?” He chuckles into his fist, tilting his head with a swift motion. “Although, I suppose it can’t really be helped…”

“Exactly. So if you see me drinking a little too much, you better tell me, alright?” You stared him down in the eye, a failed attempt at looking the slightest bit intimidating. “I don’t want to be all intoxicated and babbling all my secrets out for the world to hear. That’d be utterly mortifying.” Just the thought of you made a shiver course through your body, a detail Kaeya’s diligent gaze didn’t miss.

He let out a cheeky laugh. “Ah, I don’t know, wouldn’t that be funny to look back on later?” The two of you were walking side-by-side on the stone-pebbled path, and he skillfully swept your hand into his, fingers intertwined in a motion so fluid it almost felt like the two of you had done this in your past lives as well. “You know, you’re really cute when you’re drunk.”

Your mouth falls slightly ajar at his bold words, whipping your head to the people around you just in case they heard. They didn’t, and continued blabbering about the most useless things in the world - the ripeness of apples, the types of long grass that was near the fields, all that significant information that one typically could do without. “Kaeya!” Your voice is panicked as you whisper shout at him, eyes wide. You know your face is red, you can feel it, and it’s something that’s too easy to spot with an eye as trained as his. “Don’t say that kind of stuff in public! Besides, it’s not even true!”

Kaeya pouted like a little child, fake crocodile tears threatening to spill from his eyes despite his voice giving away his clear amusement. “Awww, but love, why not? Is it such a crime for me to profess my love to you in the great outdoors?”

“Ugh…” You sighed, turning away in an attempt to hide your flushed cheeks. ��Kaeya, you know what you-”

Too late. He had grabbed onto your chin with a grin, carefully examining just how red he was able to make you.

“Haha, you don’t even have to drink wine, love. Your face is already red enough just from my presence!” ♡

“Be careful. It’s hot.”

ZHONGLI passes the cup to you with a soft smile on his lips, one that makes his amber eyes glow with warmth. “If I had known you liked tea, I would’ve brewed you some more often.” He holds his own teacup with a gloved hand, seeming indifferent to the heat he had just warned you about. “It’s a fine day, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is.” You took a sip of tea, reveling in its rich flavors that danced across your tongue. “A hot drink like this is a good way to spend it.” Zhongli’s smile was one of fondness as he nodded to your words. “On days like these, you can find solace in a book by the windowsill and a drink in your hand… Although I’d like to learn more about you. How do you like to spend your time?” You glanced up from the fluid in the cup and locked eyes with his gilded ones instead.

“Are you curious?” You answered with a nod, and the male let out a low chuckle. “Honestly, while I’m knowledgeable in a few areas, how to pass time isn’t exactly one of them. If you asked me about Liyue’s traditions and legends, however…” He paused as he swirled the cup’s contents. “I could likely go for weeks on end.”

That was the kind of man he was. Stoic, yet warm-hearted, and with a surprisingly in-depth view on Liyue’s history and culture. Where he learned all of this, you had yet to figure out, but his presence in and of itself was something soothing you couldn’t quite describe. At times, you feared his tranquil way of speaking had been inflicted upon you, but that wasn’t a bad thing in the slightest. The way he spoke was like verses in a poem, well thought out, wise, experienced, and with gliding tones like the reddening leaves on the wind. The way he was able to move even the most cynical crowds with the sway and caring truth in his words was but one of the things you admired about the man. Someone like Zhongli must've been a person who had received the favor of Morax, considering how well-versed he was. It wouldn’t be a shock if it were true.

You smiled, propping up your chin on your elbow. “Then, amuse me.”

He shook his head gently, almost in a reprimanding manner. “I’d rather see you to your residency before the sky turns dark. It’d be a shame if I were to take up all hours of your day.”

The words flew from your mouth before you even had the chance to consider them. “Who said I wouldn’t want that?” With a panicked gaze, you watched as Zhongli’s expression shifted into a startled one. For once, the stone-firm man seemed to have been given the slightest of shoves.

It was a moment before he responded. “Saying such things…”

“They are the truth.”

“...Very well, then shall I tell you a story?” Now, his eyes glittered with a distant, deep sadness that had appeared in the short instant of silence. You nodded your head, and he continued onwards, his words forming one great melody, one intertwined with a knowledge that transcended the earth yet persisted with a harmony of tightly knit feelings that you could never begin to unravel. “One about the god of contracts, and the god of dust, a very, very long time ago. Did you know how far Morax’s love went for the goddess? He held her with much reverence in his heart, yet one day, she flowed through his fingers like the dust she was. He was never able to tell her the truth that lay in his heart, and fell into a deep sorrow.”

He fell silent, and you cocked your head. “Then… Then what happened?”

Zhongli’s somber face brightened as he smiled at you, his shining umber gaze one that held something clearly important. “That…”

“His heart has healed, with the help of someone dear.” ♡

"Against a pumpkin? Hah, that'll be an easy duel!"

CHILDE’s arms are raised, hefting up a… weedwhacker? How’d he get his hands on that?? From what you heard, it was a newly designed kind of weapon, though for some reason used to cut grass, of all things, that had been recently shipped from Fontaine to various influential people around the globe for its first use. Apparently, Childe qualified as one of those people. That, or he had just beaten up someone who had, then plucked it from his grasp. Either way, it was certainly not a welcome sight. You just barely managed to wrench it out of his hands, though with grudging certainty you can tell that it’s only possible with him going easy on you. He laughed again, his shoulders raised in triumph. “C’mon, just let me at him!”

“‘He’ is a pumpkin, Childe. You are challenging an inanimate fruit to a duel.” You deadpanned at the sight, making sure to place the weapon far, far away from his reach. “We came here with a job to do, let’s not forget that. These are going to be important Halloween decorations around the harbor and Jade Chamber, remember? Lady Ningguang commissioned us… or rather, me, herself, and I’m not about to present her with a gouged out collection of gutted and ravaged pumpkins.”

The male pouted, visibly upset. “But. It was looking at me strangely! That thing clearly is itching for a fight, and all I’m doing is giving it one it deserves!”

Yet another cause for a long sigh. You could feel your willpower slip away with your exhale. “Childe, it’s not looking at you. Those were the guidelines I drew with ink. Please, for once, cooperate with me.”

He pauses, then his eyes twinkle, and you know with reluctant confidence that he’s thought up something stupid. Surprise, surprise! You receive your big, fat, green checkmark as soon as he opens his mouth to speak, his lips raised in a mischievous smile. “Only if you give me a kiss~”

It was better to agree now, then change the promise afterwards. You nodded exasperatedly, “Alright, alright, now let’s-”

“Ah ah ah!” Childe tutted, raising his fingers to your lips to shush you. “Sorry, but I only receive upfront payment~!”

You resisted the urge to slap him in his painfully handsome face. His features were so perfect it hurt, with his deep ocean eyes and freckles dotting his skin like stars in the night sky. “Come here.” Instantly, he perks up, and you can just imagine him with dog ears and a wagging tail, a sight that almost makes you like him. “Mmmmwah.” You plant a kiss directly on his cheek, only leaving your lips on his skin for a brief moment before pulling away, trying to hide the growing red on your face. “There.”

“Wh- Ah, no fair, you can’t do it on the cheek!” Once Childe snaps out of his initial ecstasy, there of course comes the complaints. “Do it again, do it again!”

“You never specified where. Now get to carving.” It’s hard not to laugh when you see the growing, childish frown that crosses his expression.

“C’mon, kiss me just one more time?” ♡

“Are you enjoying the view?”

AYATO’s eyes twinkle with amusement, his light hair swaying gently in the cooling breeze. The wind had grown chillier in the weeks prior, but you had luckily dressed enough for the occasion, and the warmth of his and yours intertwined fingers was far enough sufficient to dispel any chills far, far away.

“Mhm. It’s beautiful.” You weren’t lying, the courtyard garden the male had invited you to view was certainly a marvel to behold, the warmly tinted leaves dangling like fiery ornaments from the great wooden branches, yet at the moment your eyes could only linger on the light smile that graced the man’s lips. The corners of his mouth tugged upwards, a soft expression that made the colors around you seem all the more vivid. His lashes fluttered close, then blinked back open, his seas of violet underneath a breathtaking wonder more than anything else in this world. And the beauty mark the archons themselves had painted with such delicacy, just beside his eye.

Simply put, Ayato was a man of majesty.

Your man of majesty.

It still astonished you how someone like him had chosen you, out of all people. The way your heart beat faster and words grew hastier when he was near was something you found impossible to deny.

“You say that, but continue gazing at me all the while.” He lets out a low chuckle, speaking nonchalantly. “There’s no need to needlessly flatter me like those Inazuman officials, who are always ever so desperate to gain my attention.”

“Ayato, that’s not my intention!” You pout in protest, jokingly offended that he had dared compare you to such foolishness. “Besides, it’s in no way ‘needless’! Your beauty must certainly be admired, or it’d be a waste of that pretty face of yours!”

His eyes widen a fraction as he stares at you with a slightly dumbstruck expression, that is, until he breaks into an uncharacteristically loud bout of laughter, one gloved hand over his mouth failing to mask his beam behind it.

“Ah-Ahahaha!” Ayato smiles into his fist, grinning to himself. This was what he loved about you, apart from everything. Your laugh, your smile, the abrupt way that broke apart from his somber lifestyle, all of it. “Beloved, sometimes I wonder how you’re able to come up with such things.”

“Why are you laughing? What I said was true.”

“Just like that, right there.” His smile only widens as his eyes twinkle at the sight of you.

“You're not finding this funny, are you??” You squint up at him accusingly, frowning. Ayato locks his gaze with yours, his lilac eyes against yours a captivating sensation.

“Funny? No, I could never. Beloved, you’re the most endearing of them all.” ♡

“Now mix it together…mhm, just like that.”

THOMA has a firm grip on your wrist, aiding your motions as you gently stir the fluffy batter. He’s standing behind you, his taller stature the slightest intimidating - that is, if you didn’t know Thoma at all. He’s one of the sweetest people you’ve met, especially in an originally hostile Inazuman environment. His spring green eyes sparkle as he releases his fingers, slowly taking the bowl from your grip. “Okay, I think it’s ready now!” He’s excited, and you can tell by the way the corners of his eyes crinkle when he smiles. “Let me just adjust the fire, put it in, and then we can wait until it’s over. It should only take 10 minutes or so with this fancy new furnace Master Ayato installed the other day…”

He rambled onwards, skillfully multitasking spreading the batter on the pan, adding more fodder to the fire, and checking its temperature, all while still talking. Another fact about Thoma - he had much to say about people he admired. Although it was rather awkward to admit, it seemed that you were one of those, as Ayaka told you with a sheepish smile on her face how Thoma had chattered all about you while briefly cleaning her room. Well, not awkward, per se. It was a feeling that was hard to put a label on, just one that made you feel warm inside. Oh… was it because of his pyro vision? Perhaps that was why your face felt so hot at the moment, listening to him talk in his smooth voice and seeing the genuine interest in his gaze. “You’re pretty.” It hasn’t even struck you that you’ve said those words out loud until you realize that he’s stopped talking, and is now staring at you instead with round eyes and a mouth slightly ajar… that, and the growing red on his cheeks.

“I-I…?” Thoma can’t even speak with how hard he’s stammering, like something out of a cartoon, and his face is completely flushed, to the point where you think he might be feverish instead of embarrassed. “Wh-Why are you saying things like that, all of a sudden…” He coughed into his fist stiffly, readjusting his posture and taking his oven gloves off. “Besides, between the two of us, no, out of all of Teyvat, you’re the prettiest.”

Maybe he hasn’t realized that he’s said those words out loud either, because his gaze is casted to the floor that’s going to burn from how hard he’s staring at it.

“You heard me, right?” Oh, it seems you were incorrect, he had meant for you to hear it. Is that why your heart was beating so fast?

“You’re the prettiest one.” ♡

"You didn’t have to come.”

ALHAITHAM’s sharp gaze is locked onto you as he gently holds his hands in yours - per your request. His skin is cool to the touch, just like the chilling air that’s causing his hair to ruffle. “I’m here on official business, so I’ll be here awhile. Are you certain you don’t want to head back home?”

“And listen to a sleepless Kaveh rant about building structures for the next four hours?” You scoffed playfully, leaning into his frame with a smile. “No thanks. Spending that time with you is absolutely the better option of the two.”

Al Haitham’s brows furrowed the slightest bit, and he turned his head away with a brief exhale. “If that’s what you want.” He’s acting with a mask of indifference, but you know him well, well enough to discern that he’s not being truthful to himself. There’s the slightest lean in his posture, how his eyes are just a little softer, and how his voice isn’t as stony as it should be - telltale signs that he was hoping for your presence in his long work shift. Whilst the blonde architect you knew complained day and night about the two of you’s shared roommate, he wasn’t unbearable at all… although, perhaps it was unfair to compare the two. After all… you thought with a faint smile. We’re lovers.

The ashen-haired male turned to you upon seeing the change in your expression. “Is something amusing?”

“Nothing, Haitham,” you replied, beaming innocently. “You’re just very handsome, is all.” The Haitham you knew was right here, at this moment. The way his eyes widened a fraction and the way his lips twitched, the way his cheeks remained pale but you knew his ears were painted rose under his headphones. It was a person the people around him who only yearned for his attention and status could never dream of seeing. A Haitham that was for you only.

“...What has you saying those kinds of things? I’ve already told you not to mess around, and here we are.” Al Haitham sarcastically sighs, and you know its a fake. The negligible hesitance in his usually quick-witted response has his words trailing a half-second behind, a detrimental mistake enough to determine his flusteredness. Reading Al Haitham is like a game, where the answer key is provided to onl you.

“You looked like you wanted to hear it.” You smile sheepishly, clinging tighter onto his sleeve. He’s not radiating warmth by any means, but the faint heat that rises from his body is satisfactory enough for you to feel warm.

“Hopeless.” He says, yet doesn’t move to pry you off his arm. “Utterly hopeless.”

In his gaze is a hidden secret that his mouth wouldn't dare speak.

He was the hopeless one. The fool hopelessly in love with you. ♡

"Don't be scared, I'm right next to you!!"

KAVEH certainly looked the part of a fearless boyfriend, with the way he’s clinging to your body and shaking like a leaf. It’s no secret that he’s utterly terrified, but you’ll let him live his fantasy that he’s fooling you, at the very least. The flickering bravery in his eyes had long disappeared the moment you stepped foot into the haunted castle, a surprising suggestion coming from his roommate Al Haitham, of all people. You had heard the rumors, and heard more than a couple mouthfuls of curses directed towards him on nights where Kaveh stumbled into your place, completely wasted and reeking of booze. It was only now, with begrudging admittance, that you could confirm their truth. To tell the architect of this “romantic” and “couple-bonding” journey through a new Sumerian attraction was all it took for Kaveh to completely jump on the idea. “H-Hey, stop walking so fast, I can’t keep up…!” The blonde looked quite pitiful, holding onto your shirt with tears pooling at his eyes as he struggled to keep up with your average-paced speed. “H-Haha, you must be terrified, to be running like this…!” His awkward laugh was quickly strangled into a high-pitched screech as a person dressed in ghosty blues and greens dropped down from the ceiling and dangled there ominously with a cackle.

Moments like these made you question how you had even become acquainted with him in the first place.

“C-C’mon, let’s run, I-I’ll protect you!!” Despite his outward appearance being disheveled as could be, with his usual properly groomed hair strewn and sticking up all over the place and his sleeves bunching up near his elbows, he managed to wrestle his way behind you while sprinting away, so at the bare minimum, if they caught you, he would be the one to fall to their claws first.

Ah, perhaps this was why. The ever steadfast desire of his to make sure you, at least, were safe. That astounding selflessness that remained apparent even through the tears that clouded his wavering gaze. You resisted the urge to laugh as your dash slowed to a brisk pace, and instead pressed against Kaveh’s side with a smile.

“H-huh?” His voice was airy, out of breath, startled. Kaveh glanced at you, crimson eyes round and expectant. “What’s wrong…?”

“I’m scared.” Lying through your teeth was guilt-inducing, but the brightening beam on Kaveh’s newfound flushed expression just about swept it all away. “Let me hold you like this, o-okay?” You even added a stutter for an extra effect, which just about drove the arrow through his poor heart. Where was your oscar? You held onto his hand fearfully, staring up at him.

Kaveh, all of a sudden, seemed to have been invigorated like someone had pumped adrenaline directly into his system, that is, an energy called “l-o-v-e!” “A-Ahem! If-If that’s the case, very well! Stay behind me, and I’ll protect you! Ahahaha! No demons would dare even set foot near my… elemental powers!”

“Oh, thank you Kaveh…” If he noticed the evident sarcasm in your voice, he pretended not to, and there wasn’t a single change in his dumbstruck expression.

“No need to thank me! If I were unable to shield you, what use of a lover would I be?” ♡

"Look what I got...! It's for you."

WRIOTHESLEY’s eyes sparkled as he presented a glossy red apple for your viewing, its smooth, unblemished exterior being handled with the most delicate touches in direct contrast to the silver studded gloves he usually wore. “Here, c’mon, try a- Ahem.” He cleared his throat, carefully straightening his posture. “Please take it.”

It always amazed you how his dignity still tried to uphold somewhat of a “professional” view on this entire situation. Puzzling, indeed. Perhaps he was just paranoid that he’d be seen so giddy like this and be absolutely clowned on once word got around and he went back to work at the Fortress of Meropide. The prisoners must be harsh to control on a daily basis, considering how on more than a couple separate occasions the man would come home with cuts and bleeding knuckles, to which you’d scold him (gently) for a good half hour while bandaging them up. His personality shifts were nothing but unusual.

“If you insist? Thank you.” You took the apples from his hand, fingers brushing. It was a light contact, yet Wriothesley flinched all the same, able to contain the red on his cheeks but not the dusting of it on the tips of his ears. Lucky him, it was more or less covered by his white streaked hair anyways. He could only hope and pray that you didn’t catch the sight.

Spoiler alert: you did. His fingers were warm, despite him being a cryo user. Not unpleasantly warm, like a sweaty hand that makes you feel all gross inside, but a pleasant version of it, one that makes you want to pepper kisses all over his pretty face for just existing within your realm of life.

You had to hold back on indulging in those thoughts, however, as the currently posing as stoic Wriothesley was gazing into the distance with a dramatic expression. Ooh, should you compliment him? Perhaps he’d invent a new shade of red, then! It’d be a sight to see. As silly as the idea was, you didn’t exactly what to tease him right now, not when you could taste the crisp sweetness of the apple he had picked for you on your tongue.

A smile flitted across your face and he took notice of that, giving you a small smile of his own. “Is it good? Let me have a bite. Aahh~” He leaned forward, and opened his mouth, which slowly closed in the silence that ensued. It was hard not to laugh at how sheepish he looked, rubbing the back of his head with a silly grin that escaped his usual patrolling of expressions. Who would’ve thought that a man who worked at a prison day in and day out would be so into… cheesy things? No matter, it made your heart race all the same.

Wriothesley had expected the crunch of an apple, if he was lucky and you didn’t leave him hanging in your confusion. What he hadn’t expected was the sweet taste of your lips against his, your warmth blending with his own, your arms around his shoulders and his around your waist. It’s warm, hot. Yes, he felt like he was burning, from the inside out, from every touch of your fingers to every movement of your mouth. Sweet.

“So? How is it?” You pulled away, wiping your mouth with a cheeky smile that made him want to kiss you again.

So he did.

“Sweet. Impossibly sweet, yet nowhere near sweeter than you.” ♡

"Do you feel warmer if I hold you like this?"

NEUVILLETTE has found his arms wrapped around your smaller frame before he can even come to his senses. Yes, that’s right… the two of you had decided to go on a brief outing, with promises that you’d show him more of the outside world and that he’d, in turn, accompany you on this little adventure. Except… the two of you hadn’t accounted for the weather to be this chilly, and while there was no rain, as there was never when the two of you were together, the sun’s stale light wasn’t sufficient enough to warm your frozen body. You said you were fine and that the two of you should just stop by the next sightseeing point in the trip, but his gaze is certainly nothing to laugh at. In an instant, you’re in his arms, and he finds you in his. You’re shaking, quivering, and he’s fucking upset at himself that he didn’t do anything sooner.

“Y-Yes, it’s warm now… thank you.” Your shaking has evidently subsided, and now you lean against his chest, rising and falling with every heave of his chest. With how close you are, body pressed together with his, can you hear his heartbeat? It’s loud in his own ears, and he’s paranoid you’ll hear it - the rise and fall of the water on the ocean shores, the choppy, erratic waves on a midnight black sea. He’s afraid you’ll hear his jumbled symphony and leave him before he can say what he wants to say to you the most.

Oh, but does he even mean it? He wished he could provide the question forever poisoning his thoughts with an answer, but no matter how much he inquires of his all-knowing archon, no matter how much he judges the cases of the land, no matter how much… he still can’t find a solution that will resolve his quaky heart. It’s a problem that lies in him, that’s something that’s at the very least certain. It cannot possibly be with you, you who is as bright as the sun and whose warmth is that of a clear summer day. A beautiful disposition that is unmatched with his gloomy one. Still, he’ll yearn for you until he makes sense of it. Neuvillette cannot bear himself not to try. He will make the scale just, so that the two of you may…

“Neuvi?” The call of your name for him snatches his wandering attention in an instant. He gazes down at your figure, wrapped into his coat tightly. “Are you okay? You’ve been looking distant for a while now.” The concern in your eyes lessens the concern in his heart, and he smiles softly at your words.

“Yes, I’m alright. If you want, should we stay like this the entire trip?”

“W-What?? No, I couldn’t possibly…!!”

Verdict complete. He’ll wait. Wait until the days pass and bring the months with it, he’ll watch the leaves sink to the ocean floor and he’ll wait for his heart to decide.

Oh, if only he could know the verdict of yours.

“If it’s for you, know that I’d be more than willing.” ♡

(a/n) this reached the fucking image limit and i had to get rid of the dividers. i am so upset

anyways gotta love how they're all so romantic and childe is just like: mmm... murder... pumpkin... mmm.. screw chiscara and zhongchi . childe x pumpkin ftw (this is a joke) eek wrio feels so ooc im goinng to sob

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⚘— VIGOUR ( AS HE CALLS IT ).

i. SYNOPSIS : when was the last time he let passion win this fight? ( zhongli x reader ) // evenfall event - prompt xiii ( ❛ honey you're familiar, like my mirror years ago. ❜ ) + daisy, orchid.

ii. WARNING(S) : mdni, smut. half dragon zhongli, rader is gn with female parts, fluffy smut tbh and zhongli is kind of smitten shhhh. this post contains 18+ content. minors do not interact.

# masterlist

There’s a vivid, beautiful thing about youth that Zhongli’s memories test against. He’s grown too old to, within the tragedies that spun forth like silk and poison and the bite of a blade. It is the embers spread forth round the sides of the pot, and there’s hardly much to see of it.

Maybe there was something there. People could suspect, people could nurse those thoughts then move on from and let it be forgotten.

( That part of him has long died. It’s the rambunctious child, the testy spunk, the feel and the rush of iron and adrenaline coursing through, timed with his hammering heartbeat — and the earth would splinter. )

Then came you. You, you, you and his footsteps are lead on to follow yours. He’s a fool in that regard with the softness of love clogging up the reason in his mind and stoking the brazen parts of him that fumble and leave him flushed. But Zhongli lives for an experience and this — this he adores. The quiet walks, the lingering spice of your food, the smell of mint and herbs in your hair.

And this,

Zhongli spreads his hand over your back. His breath is labored. His eyes on you. Indulgence, the sweet coat of peaches on his tongue. He tests his fingertips over the softness of your stomach. You are warm, real, heartbeat and all.

He dips his head down. Whispers into your ear.

“Will you indulge me?”

Your gaze draws to him. A simple “Anything for you.” He wonders, briefly, if he could have met your spirit sooner at a long passed ‘sometime’. But loving you as Zhongli, is perhaps the kindest way to love you. Because Zhongli was tender in ways he once was not. Zhongli would not tear your flesh apart with his teeth and take and take.

( Time has tempered, softened, eroded. )

“Sit up, love.”

You hum. “I’m almost afraid to comply now. Can I change my mind?”

He offers a patient nod. Your lips quirk, a little adoring, a little passionate. “Just kidding, just kidding…”. Your legs fit snugly round his lap. He marvels for a moment, rubbing down sensitive skin, kissing your cheek. “Indulge yourself. Mr. Zhongli.”

Zhongli’s gaze meets yours. His laugh rumbles forth between the kisses he steals forth and his belt coming undone with a faint clink. “Beautiful. Mine, my love, all mine…” he murmurs and for a brief moment, he pulls away just to stare, shifting you enough to drag his cock against your slick cunt. A stray whimper is drawn out. The burn in his gut demands more.

“Arms around me.”

“What are you planning?” you press up closer to him, cradling his cheek with a lazy smile. “Zhongli, love, don’t leave me in the dark.”

He grinds you over his cock again. Your back arches just a little. And maybe in a moment of brattiness your hands wander and stroke at the small of his back. Maybe you press down onto him a little too hard. Zhongli holds an unspoken credence to it. He likes your rebellion. He likes the cheek. He likes the liveliness.

It means many things.

It means pinning you back down, prodding your entrance with a teasing sluggishness. “Behave, love.” he chides.

“Not with the pace you’re moving at.”

You could barely articulate that sentence. You’re flushed and it’s adorable, how you let your lips draw back and your eyes wrinkle at the corners. “Are you calling me slow, love?” he deliberates.

“I’m calling you old.”

He leans in close. “Keep talking.” he goads, breaching through, sliding the tip into you. Your lips part. You whine, nails digging into his back. “Go on.”

You suck a breath in. Zhongli drags his cock into your walls, in and out, bit by bit till you’re snug round his length. Then he thrusts, hard, through the shaky, blubbering moans and his mind fogs over with the tight squeeze you offer and the heat of your body.

It slips something primal. It’s a rush. Zhongli watches the way you writhe below him and he has a taste of the spirited youthfulness again.

His hand slides over your eyes. He feels human skin shed and a halfway draconian vessel filter through the cracks. He vaguely registers his tail wind round your calf, his talons tear into the mattress. Your shaky fingers pry at the offending part over your eyes. “L-let me.” you beg. “Let me s-see.”

He lets you, a knuckle stroking your clit. Your touch is gentle against his horns and your sight is unfocused. “Zhongli.” you mumble. “Zhongli.”

He whispers your name back. He keeps going, plunging into you, taking in the twitch of your limbs, your squirming, the mess you leave between your legs. You’re holding on, half of the lewd noises you let out muffled against his shoulder. He hears a plea, a soft praise and it keeps fuelling and testing that beast. His tempo picks up. You’re warm. Wet. His.

Then you’re clutching round his cock and that cry you let loose is a delightful ring. You go lax in his arms so easily. Zhongli decides to be merciful for a moment and stops.

“I love you.” It's tiring but sincere. Zhongli hums, nosing at your neck. Then slowly, his hips shift and he thrusts. You’re left giggling a little, eyes slipping shut with the fatigue and the flushed heat settling fast. You mumble a last few words. “Keep going.”

( He is not done, Not yet ).

❪⠀🎬⠀❫ AINE SPEAKS ;;

i am working through this event but this time i'm a common star rail mob trying to kill my party but aventurine's in it.

anyway, this evenfall post was once again requested by @floraldresvi!!this is a little more x oc coded vivi BUT thank you because i love zhongli hehehehehehehe i can;t complain.

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lostsunlight · 9 months

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✧ TO NEGOTIATE WITH A GOD AND A HARBINGER

Childe x Zhongli x Reader ✧ wc: 2.8k

CW: nsfw, threesome, overstimulation, oral (giving and receiving), praise, teasing, switch reader and childe, dom zhongli, anal, brief after care

Synopsis: After you end up involved in what could only be described as diplomatic nightmare between The 11th Fatui Harbinger, Tartaglia and Wangsheng Funeral Parlour's consultant Zhongli, you finally organise a meeting to question the two. The meeting however, doesn't go as expected.

masterlist ✧ ao3

The Fatui were causing a diplomatic headache to state it lightly. Ningguang had you working to the bone trying to prevent a war between Liyue and Snezhnaya. You could pin the blame on two individuals Tartaglia, The 11th Fatui Harbinger and Zhongli, the consultant for Wangsheng Funeral Parlour.

Childe’s unpredictable actions had you changing your approach every day, carefully thinking through plans just for them to be thrown to the wayside upon hearing the news that Childe had gone and done another stupid thing. The attitude of the Snezhnayan diplomats didn't help at all.

Despite being intimately involved with The Harbinger before it led to nothing but dead ends, both being content to use each other for a night. With that strategy crossed off you would have to try a new technique.

Zhongli on the other hand had a particular talent of giving non-answers to any questions asked of him, especially when it came to ties to the Fatui. For some reason Master Hu had palmed the Qixing off to him for questioning.

Hopefully today the mess would be resolved, you had finally managed to organise a meeting between the three of you on behalf of Ningguang. You had every faith that Zhongli would show up, Childe however? You could only hope.

You sat behind your desk, arms crossed, you were nearly fed up with the two men sitting before you. After what felt like hours of questioning you had circled back to where you had started, not a single answer had been given to you. At this point it was clear as day that Childe was scheming and Zhongli seemed none the wiser.

What was even worse is that Childe had seemingly been flirting with you the entire meeting. You had made every effort to not respond to his advances, just wanting an end to this diplomatic nightmare.

As you stood up to dismiss them from your office Zhongli and Childe gave each other a look.

“Y/N…” Childe said, placing his hands on your desk

“Hm?” you look at him and raise an eyebrow, eyes flitting to Zhongli

“I’ve been thinking”

“That must be new” you snarked, you didn't miss a small laugh from Zhongli

“Funny. I was going to say I’ve been thinking about that night”

“Zhongli is right there Tartaglia” you said, shock weaved into your voice

“Zhongli and I were thinking you could join us for a night” He continued on as if you hadn't just spoken

“Sorry?”

“You heard me” He stared right at you, smirk tugging at his lips

You looked away, blush gracing your cheeks. You looked back to Childe and then to Zhongli. They were both attractive, maybe a night with them might relieve some of the stress they’ve caused you. What did you have to lose?

You walked around the desk to where Zhongli was standing and traced a finger along his jaw, he grabs your wrist and gives your hand a kiss.

“It was I who proposed the idea, Childe told me how good you were”

“Is that so?” You looked up at him through your lashes

Without a second thought you kissed Zhongli, hands reaching up to bury themselves in his brown hair. The kiss was soft and sweet, the exact opposite of what Childe had given you. You moaned a little and Zhongli took the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. His hands remained gripping your waist ever the gentleman.

The two of you break apart for air and Zhongli takes the opportunity to bury his face in your neck, you tilt it a bit to give him better access and he kisses up the column of your neck. You let out a small whimper. Your eyes fly open to see Childe staring daggers at you and Zhongli.

“Jealous?” You breathe out, eyes half lidded with lust

“Hardly” he replies, despite him trying to hide it you could hear the strain in his voice.

He slips off his grey jacket and disappears from your line of sight. A moment later you feel him behind you, hard cock grinding against your ass. You bite your lip to prevent another moan, not wanting to give him any satisfaction. One hand joining with Zhongli’s at your waist and the other snaking around your torso.

Zhongli pulls away from your neck and draws Childe in for a kiss, much like with you he was rough. The hand wrapped around your torso moves up to your neck and he pulls you closer to him.

Zhongli pulls away from the kiss and steps back to let Childe have you for a bit. He seats himself down, happy to watch. Childe backs you onto your desk, you clear the surface, papers fluttering down to the floor. You jump up onto the desk. His hands tangle in your hair, angling your head to his liking as he kisses you, tongue pushing into your mouth.

Your hands move to unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Your hands skirt down his abdomen, littered with scars. You stop at his clothed cock, gripping it you hear him sharply inhale.

You pull away “Just a little kissing and your already this hard” you tease

He doesn't give you a reply, drawing a finger up your soaked underwear. You bit back a whimper, not wanting to give him any satisfaction.

“You’re one to talk” He slides your underwear to the side and presses on your clit. Slowly he presses one finger into you and curls it. Your body betrays you and you moan. He presses in another finger, stretching you out.

You pull him closer, lips ghosting his “You would look much better on your knees you know”

Childe chuckles “Why would I do that, you already look so pretty like this”

“I thought you would be the type to return the favour” You give his hair a tug and push him onto his knees by his shoulders. He doesn't complain as he hooks his fingers around the sides of your underwear and pulls it down revealing your glistening cunt.

You hear him swear in Snezhnayan under his breath. You hook your legs over his shoulders and he grabs your hips, fingers digging in hard enough that there would be bruises tomorrow. He kisses the inside of your thighs before moving onto your pussy. He licks a firm stripe up your cunt and kisses your clit.

You arch your back, one hand buried in his rusty locks the other on the desk to support yourself, head canted back in pleasure. He presses two fingers into you again, curling them to reach the spot that makes you breathless. You let out a long drawn out moan as his tongue circles your clit.

You tilt your head down, drawing closer to your high. Your eyes meet with Zhongli’s golden gaze, fixed on you and Childe. Slowly he gets up and draws a finger along your jaw, forcing your head up to look at him. He laces his fingers in the back of Childe’s hair. You hear him moan as Zhongli gives it a firm tug, pushing him further into your cunt.

“You’re doing so well” he rumbles out, you weren't sure if he was referring to you or Childe, maybe both. He pulls you in for another kiss. Childe pumps his fingers faster, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Zhongli pulls away and forces you to look down at Childe.

“Look at him when you cum, he’s being so good for you” Childe whines again at the words, pulling his tongue away from your clit he replaces it with his thumb, resting his head on on the plush of your thigh. You were so close.

“Stop being such a tease xiangsheng ”

With one final swipe of his thumb across your sensitive clit you came, following Zhongli’s order to look at Childe. You let out a long drawn out moan as Childe keeps on going as you ride out your orgasm.

“A-Ah stop its too much”

“Not a chance girlie. Look at you, so desperate for us” You whine at his words

“Oh you like it when we talk?”

“H-Hahh” you were unable to form a proper sentence, let alone a thought. So lost in the haze of lust and overstimulation.

You look at Zhongli, still fully clothed for help. Much to your surprise he pulls on Childe’s hair drawing his head back. He grabs his hand that was just playing with your cunt and licks the two fingers.

“You taste divine darling” His gloves fingers go to your pussy and slides up it. He places a thumb on your lower lip, you open your mouth and let him place his slick covered fingers in. You suck, mewling at the sweet taste.

Zhongli withdraws his fingers and draws them down your chin down to your clavicle. He begins to strip off his many layers, you pull your shirt over your head and unclasp your bra leaving you bare. Childe traces his knuckle along the side of your breasts.

Zhongli stalks behind Childe just as he unclasps his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. You reach out instinctively to grab his cock. It was long and slender, a tight fit last time. You give it a few pumps, Childe grabs your wrist to stop you.

Zhongli grabs Childe’s hips and moves them towards him. You catch a glimpse of Zhongli’s dick, if Childes was big his was huge. He was not only girthy but long. Zhongli slides his palm down the plane of Childe’s back stopping at his ass. He gently presses one finger in. Childe mewls at the feeling, letting go of your wrist and falling forward extending his arms on either side of you to support himself.

You grab his jaw, other hand resuming the slow pumping of his cock “Look who's desperate for us now” you say in a slightly condescending tone, trailing your thumb over his lower lip.

Childe’s response was cut short by another moan as Zhongli adds a second finger, your hand trails down his neck to his chest. You give one nipple a pinch while you increase the pace you were pumping his cock, thumb swiping over the slit, gathering the precum at tip.

“I like you better like this” you continue to tease him

“Childe” Zhongli said in a calm tone withdrawing his fingers from his ass, he leans in to whisper in his ear.

“Be a good boy and fuck her” his breath ghosted the shell of his ear. Childe didn’t need any other encouragement. He swats your hand away from his dick and pushes you down so you’re lying flat on the desk. His hands dance up from your hips along your torso, kissing your breasts, sucking hard enough to leave marks. He moves up to your neck, giving it a quick bite.

“Ready?” he asks, cock already teasing your entrance, sliding up and down to gather your pooling slick.

“Yes” you breathe out. Without another moment he shoves his cock into you, burying himself up to the hilt. You let out a loud moan at the intrusion. Eyes rolling back as he gives your neck a squeeze and begins to set a rough pace, fucking you as he pleases.

You see Childe be pushed down a little by Zhongli so he's now resting on his elbows above you. Zhongli gives his cock a few pumps and then pushes his dick into Childes ass, Childe buries his head in your neck to muffle the cry. He gives his ass a slap and then begins to fuck him roughly. His movements making Childe thrust into you.

You began to feel your orgasm on the horizon, one of your hands moving down to circle your clit. Childe was too gone, too lost in pleasure to even think straight, he finally had his fantasy of being between you and Zhongli.

Zhongli increases the pace, making it more and more brutal, unlike Childe he's not very vocal, only letting out small huffs as grunts. He looks at you, you look so fucked out, eyes clenched shut a small sliver of drool across your chin.

“Good boy, taking us both like this” Zhongli grunted, he wrapped his arms around Childe’s torso and pulls him up against his chest. You feel yourself getting more and more hazy.

“F-Fuck I’m gonna cum hahh” You whine, arching your back off the table, breasts meeting Childes scarred chest.

With one final swipe of your clit you cum, squeezing around Childe’s cock, he thrusts through your orgasm, intensifying it.

This in combination with Zhongli hitting that spot inside of him over and over again Childe cums. He lets out a drawn out moan, eyes flying open. Thick white ropes painting your insides.

“How disappointing” Zhongli comments and he slides out of Childe’s ass, he whines at the loss of his cock filling him so well.

Zhongli bends over and picks up white tie, he ties it around Childe’s wrists and forces him to sit in the nearby chair, cock half-hard covered in your mixed releases. He then turns to you, sitting back up, Childe’s cum leaking out of your pussy.

“Turn around” You obey, jumping off the desk and leaning over it

“It’ll be a tight fit darling, I’ll go slowly” he whispers in your ear, planting a kiss between your shoulder blades

“Well see about that” you turn your head to look at him, raising a brow.

He doesn’t dignify you with a response, simply pressing his fat head in. You whine at the feeling as he pushes deeper into you, using Childe’s cum mixed with yours as lube.

“What was that you were saying?”

You whine in response, Zhongli grabs your hair and pulls your head back like he had done for Childe as he bottoms out, refusing to move.

“Use your words darling” he demands

“I-I’m sorry, just please fuck me” you plead

He gives one short thrust

“Please, Zhongli! I’ll be good for you”

Satisfied with you begging he lets go of your hair and presses a hand into the centre of your back and pushes you down against the desk. He fucks you like he had just fucked Childe, hard, fast rough. From this angle everything felt more intense, you were losing it quickly.

Childe stares at the display, cock already hard watching the two of you. He struggles against Zhongli’s expensive tie, desperately wanting release again. After a few seconds he frees himself from the simple restraint. He gives himself a few strokes and then walks around to the other side of the desk.

Zhongli looks up at him and quirks his eyebrow, not expecting to see Childe there. You look up at Childe as well, you let out a mewl as Zhongli thrusts into particularly roughly. Childe, tired of not being in control of the night, takes advantage of one of your moans to press his cock against your lips.

Without hesitation you lick the slit, tasting his salty precum on your tongue. He presses deeper into your mouth and grabs your hair, he begins to fuck you in tandem with Zhongli’s thrusts. You’re completely gone at this point, a mess between the two men. Without much warning another orgasm hits you, you squeeze harshly against Zhongli's cock, he stills his thrusts a little.

Childe continues to fuck your throat, admiring the tears begging to prick at the corners of your eyes.

“Fuck, look at you, looking so fucked out for us” You moan around his cock at his words, bringing Childe closer to the edge. After a few more rough thrusts into your throat Childe’s hips still and he cums down your hot throat, you taste the salt. You open your mouth to show him you swallowed it all.

“Good Girl” he praises you, tucking piece of hair behind you ear

You grab his hands to support yourself as Zhongli thrusts into you with reckless abandon, using you to desperately chase his own release. After a few more minutes he grabs your hips with bruising force. Pumping your hot cum into you. He pulls out, letting it slide down your thighs.

You lie there for a second, collecting your thoughts after what just happened.

“Come, lets get cleaned up” Childe says, Zhongli helps you off the desk. You begin to haphazardly pull your clothes back on with Childe and Zhongli.

“There's a bathroom just down the hall, it's late enough that everyone would be gone but be careful anyways”

With some luck the three of you make the way to the luxurious bathroom that only the Jade Chamber would have. You clean yourselves up and make your way to the terrace floating high above Liyue

“Until the next negotiation” You give them a nod and they descend together.

You scold yourself internally for not getting answers, hopefully next time you would get more.

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abyssruler · 2 years

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teyvat academy

pairings: childe, kazuha, albedo, xiao, itto, scaramouche, zhongli x gn!reader

summary: they say high school is the most memorable point in a person’s life, you’re more than inclined to agree. or, genshin men as the different types of people you meet in high school! (all of them can be connected if you squint)

note: gender neutral but implied afab for itto’s part only, no pronouns, mentions of weed and smoking in kazuha’s part, scara’s part is def my favorite

CHILDE

Adrenaline junkie. Gets into fights almost everyday, to the point where everyone wonders how he hasn’t been expelled yet. His family is filthy rich and pays the school hush money disguised as donations.

Seeing him beating someone up is such a common occurrence that most students just walk by whenever it happens. Which is why he’s completely surprised to see you approach him after he lost a fight, sitting by the water fountain and sporting a busted lip and yellow bruises all over his face that’ll turn purple tomorrow.

Turns out it’s not because of some misplaced sympathy that made you approach him that day, you just wanted to ask him if he knows where your friend Yelan went after she beat him in a fight earlier. He tells you he doesn’t know but he heard her mutter something about going to the restroom to clean up the blood on her knuckles, so that’s a good place to start looking. You thank him for his help, eyes lingering on the injuries caused by your friend for a moment before taking your leave.

Maybe it’s guilt at how uncaring you must have seemed in the face of his injuries, at leaving so quickly without even asking him if he’s okay, but the next time you see him after another fight, you give him a box of bandaids with cute heart designs. It was the only box left in the store so you had no choice but to buy them, better something cutesy than nothing. You say it’s for the cuts in his face and split skin of his fingers.

When he opens the box and sees the heart designs, his face lights up like a christmas tree. He thanks you with a grin and says the bandaids remind him of the ones his younger sister always gives him.

The next time you see him is across the cafeteria, wearing the bandaid designed with hearts despite the teasings of his friends. When he catches you looking his way, he sends you a wink and gestures to the bandaid on his cheek before returning his attention to his friends. Yelan asks you what that was about, but you smile and tell her it’s nothing.

KAZUHA

The school’s local weed dealer. Completely unexpected given his friendly and calm demeanor, but in hindsight, that’s probably the reason why he’s never been caught. Word has it that if you’re willing to pay enough money, he can contact a few of his friends and get you some coke.

For some reason though, he never allows you to buy anything from him, nor does he let you take a whiff when he smokes.

You first meet him while walking through the back of one of your school’s buildings to avoid getting detention. It’s there that you see Kazuha leaning on the wall, roll in hand as he blew smoke into the air. Maybe it’s the fact that you’re both going to detention should you get caught, you for cutting classes and him for smoking something that’s probably weed, but you walk right up to him, plop yourself beside his legs, and ask him how shitty his day is for him to be smoking out in broad daylight. He laughed as a response, and the rest is history.

Not once in all your time as friends has he ever let you take a hit, even just for a brief moment. Going so far as to refuse even when you offered to pay double the price. His only explanation was that smoking is a bad habit you should never try. When you called him on his hypocrisy, he only smiled that familiar smile that somehow made him look like a gallant knight and told you he doesn’t want his friends to form an addiction.

Pointing out that his usual customers mostly consist of his friend group, he looks at you with something you can’t quite read. Amusement? Fondness? Or maybe he’s just high. When you ask him why he’d sell weed to Heizou and Yoimiya but not you, his only response was, “Because they aren’t you.”

The next time you meet up with your shared friends and recount the conversation you had with Kazuha, they laugh and clap you consolingly on the back, all while calling you oblivious.

ALBEDO

Top student. Completely effortless in getting the highest marks.

“Oh, the test? No, I didn’t study for it,” he tells you, and you think you finally have a companion in the ‘surely failing because they didn’t study team,’ but then the test results come out and he singlehandedly scores perfect marks.

He offers to tutor you when he sees you lamenting over your failed chemistry test. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity to be taught by the smartest student in your school, so you immediately take him up on that offer. He’s surprisingly good at teaching, doesn’t use complex words and tries to dumb down an explanation without sounding condescending.

It shows in the form of your next test result, showing only two mistakes out of fifty items. In your excitement, you ask him what you can do in exchange for him teaching you. Surprisingly, he asks if he can sketch you. Seeing nothing wrong with the request, you readily agree.

He doesn’t let you see the sketch until after it’s done. It takes bugging him in the middle of class, sitting next to him at lunch, and a lot of canoodling on your part to let you take a peak at his drawing. Still, he remains stubborn, so you’re left to wait until he actually finishes it.

When he does show it to you, it’s during the end of class just as everyone’s leaving their seats after the bell rings. The sketch depicts you with the happiest grin you’ve ever seen on your face. You’ve never once thought of yourself as anything but average in terms of looks, but Albedo seems to have a way of making people more beautiful than they are.

When you say so to him, he blinks at you and says he didn’t modify any features on his sketch, he just drew you exactly how you look in his eyes.

XIAO

The one people think is a delinquent. His aloof nature and the perpetual frown on his face don’t exactly help with his reputation. He’s your classmate, but he always keeps to himself and rarely engages in class activities unless necessary.

Your teacher partners the two of you up for a class project. You notice him looking distinctly uncomfortable at having to work as pairs once the announcement was made, so once you’re able to, you propose the idea of working on your own respective parts and compiling your works at a later date because he seems to prefer working on his own.

To your surprise, he says no to your idea. He tells you it’d be more difficult to complete the project that way and that he doesn’t really mind working with you.

The deadline for it is two months away, but both of you agree on getting an early start. That’s how you find yourself sitting beside him in the library everyday after school, typing away on your laptop and taking notes on your notebook. He’s actually a great partner, always asks for your opinion and gently corrects you whenever you make a mistake.

It isn’t until you’re working late at the library and he returns with snacks and drinks—your favorite snacks and drinks that he sheepishly admits he remembered from a passing remark you made weeks ago—that you realize that Xiao isn’t the aloof person you initially thought he was. He can actually be very thoughtful, he just doesn’t get much chances to show it to others.

On one particular day, after you spent the day away in the library until the sun came down, he offers to walk you home. He then realizes how presumptuous that must have sounded and mutters a quick ‘never mind.’ But before he can leave, you tell him you won’t mind if he walks you home.

The walk home is quiet, but it’s a nice sort of quiet. Comfortable. The only incident that happened on the way was when you encountered a drunk man, and before he could make a step towards you, Xiao was already looking at him with a cool glare that managed to scare the drunkard off.

He offers to walk you home again the next day, and the day after that, and so on. Even after you’ve submitted your project, he continues to walk you home. One day, when you get the courage, you hope you can finally ask him out for coffee sometime.

ITTO

An actual delinquent. He and his gang can usually be found loitering the hallways or spending time in detention.

You once run into him and his gang when you were out of class for a restroom break, all of them crowding outside the entrance to the girl’s restroom. Apparently, Shinobu, their gang’s second in command, is on her period but they don’t know where to get any tampons and pads ‘cause she forgot to bring some with her. You offer to give her your spare.

Itto thanks you by buying you lunch, saying you saved the Arataki gang from total destruction because they would’ve never survived without Shinobu. You think he’s overreacting a bit, but free food’s free food.

You feel a little bad once you find out he spent all his money on the meal he bought you, so you offer to buy him something in return. He tells you he owes you for it, and the next day he’s right outside your classroom holding a plastic bag full of take-out. The next time you walk past him in the hallways, you give him a muffin from the box you just bought.

It becomes a routine, giving each other food whenever the two of you see each other. Sometimes, you even sneak into detention just to give him some sweets, and sometimes he disrupts your class by barging in just give you a candy bar. He always gets detention afterwards.

When you ask him why he keeps doing it, he said he likes the surprised smile that always brightens your face whenever he shows up at your classroom unannounced.

SCARAMOUCHE

The principal’s son. Incredibly spoiled and thinks he owns the place. Never gets in trouble because his mother’s the principal and everyone is too scared to report him.

Until you did.

You can still remember the shocked look on his face when he turned around after deliberately tripping poor Bennett and saw Miss Yae, your school’s guidance counselor, right behind him. You don’t know the exact details, but you heard he was sent to the principal’s office and given a severe lecture by his own mother. Word has it he came out the office looking like he was ready to murder something.

Somehow, he finds out that you’re the one who reported him. He instantly makes it his goal to make your life a living hell. Unfortunately for him, the faculty has been keeping a close eye on him so he can’t do anything too incriminating. From glares in the hallways to pretending not to see you as he ‘accidentally’ bumps into you on the bustling corridors and making you drop your stack of papers to the floor.

When your friends found out, they immediately urged you to report his behavior directly to the principal, so that’s what you did. You were on your way to the principal’s office when you hear a sniffle coming from the closed door of the nearby stairwell. Concerned, you open the door with the intention of comforting whoever might be crying behind it, only to come face to face with the surprised expression of Scaramouche.

He quickly wipes away his tears and fixes you with a glare that could have killed anyone on the spot. But the damage has been done and you’ve seen what you’ve seen, so his glare barely has any effect on you, not when his eyes are still red and there’s dried tear-tracks on his cheeks. You stare at each other for a few moments before you offer him your handkerchief and tell him you don’t know exactly why he’s crying but that it’ll get better. He tells you to get out but not before accepting the handkerchief you offered.

Needless to say, you don’t go to the principal’s office after.

He stops bothering you after that incident, but you once catch sight of him with his friends outside school. One of them starts talking about you, badmouthing you in front of him in an attempt to cater to the well-known fact that he hates your guts. He doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before Scaramouche snarls at him to shut up.

The next time you pass him by the hallway, you give him a small smile. He hastily turns his head away, but not before you catch sight of the redness at the tips of his ears.

ZHONGLI

The handsome senior everyone’s developed a crush on at least once in their life.

The two of you didn’t exactly meet at school. It was back when you were still a freshman and Zhongli was a sophomore, though even then he was already popular. The coffee shop near your school was packed and the only seat left was the one in front of you, so naturally, that’s when he comes in asking if the seat’s free.

You were still relatively friendless back then, no familiar faces yet since it was only the beginning of the school year, so being approached by a popular sophomore felt like a dream to you. He was kind and patient, even going so far as to help you navigate through school during the first few weeks of adjustment.

You developed a silly crush on him during those weeks that only faded when you became closer to him and realized how much of that popular persona he had were just for show. You’d lost count of the amount of times you had to pay for both your meals just because he forgot his wallet at home, or how many times you almost fell asleep once he went off on a tangent about one such thing or another.

But even so, he’s one of the best friends you made in school.

You’re the one he goes to for help in choosing a university for college, and the two of you spend an entire night at your house brainstorming and writing down the pros and cons of each school. You have differing personalities and opinions, but by the end of it, you’re both satisfied with his decision regarding the school he chose.

And then you pass out on your couch after pulling that all-nighter. When you wake up, there’s lunch laid out on the dining table and a handwritten note from Zhongli.

To my beloved dearest friend, I hope you enjoy the meal and have a great day :)

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #albedo x reader #xiao x reader #itto x reader #arataki itto x reader #scaramouche x reader #zhongli x reader #gn reader

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dxstopiaa · 1 year

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Language of Love

Synopsis: No linguistic expression could describe his love for you, how does he show affection? ♡

Characters: Genshin Impact Men x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: None, just fluff. (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃ [ i am trying to post shorter updates as i’m busy, i hope it’s alright? My posts aren’t getting as much attention anymore *sobs*]

Words of Affirmation

If there was one way that your lover thought would express his feelings the best was with cryptic metaphors he left you to decipher. Whether it was in poems, haikus or scriptures— he’d always find the time to communicate with you. Feeling unmotivated recently? Never fear, your husband welcomes you into his open arms whilst he sings you praises and monologues declaring how you were enough, no matter your mental state. He liked your outfit and hair today? Prepared to be showered with compliments and comparisons to the most priceless jewels.

“I adore you, my love. Your voice, your smile, your personality. Everything. Now how does going out for a meal later sound? Or would you rather stay in my solitary company?”

Zhongli, Kazuha, Venti

Gift Giving

Whether it’s expensive or priceless—it wasn’t rare at all to find all sorts of items infront of you. Did you openly state how much you liked that jade ring the other day? Well, expect to see the every same one on your finger when you wake up in the morning. Even if he finds a flower on his way back from work, he’ll collect a bouquet and a vase to decorate your home with. To him, it’s the most ideal way to express his adoration for you when he struggles to do so directly. Your boyfriend is always open to pampering you and making your life as exquisite as possible. After all, what’s a man to do other than spoil his wife?

“I saw this necklace yesterday and i couldn’t help but buy it for you. Hah, please do not worry about my spending dear. It’s all under control.”

Childe, Ayato, Pantalone, Dottore, Diluc

Acts Of Service

Expressing love does not come naturally nor easily to your boyfriend, so he resorts to actions rather than words. If he sees you struggling with an essay for instance, he’ll research the topic and make some notes for you instead. He adores seeing your eyes light up with his help, you may be able to catch the faintest wisp of a smile on his face. Of course, you reciprocate his efforts with a light kiss, one that drives him further into that love spell you have casted upon him. Your reliable lover tends to think extensively about anything he could do to ease your predicament, he just hates that distressed glance over your pretty face. So if you ever need help, don’t be afraid to ask him for a helping hand.

“I’ve noticed you’re fond of this dish, so i made it for you, i hope it’s the way you like it? Hm? How long did it take me? That doesn’t matter.”

Xiao, Dainsleif, Thoma, Al Haitham, Albedo.

Quality Time

Simply laying your head against your shoulder whilst he reads to you— your fingers in his hair, massaging his neck or giggling when he recounts a recent incident is enough to have him thinking about you for the entire day, to leave him longing to be in your company again. He buzzes with concealed excitement to get home and leisurely talk to you about how your day went over your favourite drinks or snacks. He values the time you put into your relationship above all and he’d do anything to spend another minute with you even if it meant neglecting his other duties.

“I’m going to be late for work? No issue, that comes last compared to you. For now, just enjoy the calm before the storm of a day ahead.”

Kaveh, Baizhu, Cyno, Tighnari, Wanderer.

Physical Touch

A prompt cuddle before he heads off or a passionate kiss, even the brief touch of your hand on his cheek confirms his love for you and vice versa. He’s always there to leave marks of affection on your body, it’s the easiest way to remind you of how much you mean to him and the most exclusive. He doesn’t have to fear or calculate how suited a gift or his words are to your taste, for his contact proves it. It’s his way of making your mind rotate around him, and it most certainly works. It’s something only he will ever have the luxury of experiencing with you, which is exactly what makes it special.

“What was that, love? I’m hugging you too tight? Nonsense, there’s no such thing!”

Heizou, Itto, Kaeya

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Wolves in Sheep's Clothing

Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader

Summary: The fifteen men were reluctant to let you go out to Teyvat with Aether and Heizou because not only are they protective over you, but they have separation anxiety (and so do you). After convincing the fifteen men to grant your, Aether, and Heizou's wishes, you three set foot to Teyvat to hang out! Only, you ended up getting separated from Heizou and Aether, leaving you all alone in Teyvat. While frantically searching for Heizou and Aether, you run into a group of people that pose a threat to your safety. At least, that's what your seventeen (yes, seventeen) boyfriends think.

Note: This was hard to type out when I have a blood test to worry about and a last-minute vaccine schedule ☠️ Anywho! I hope you all enjoy this fanfic! I think this is my somewhat longest Isekai'd!Reader fanfic so far, but I could be wrong 🤔 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: Reader gets injured in Inazuma, Heizou punches Aether, mentions of separation anxiety, mentions of fear of heights, mentions of overeating. Diluc wants to kill someone in Inazuma.

Word Count: 10.3k words

You didn’t think that this day would come, but it sure did come by much faster than you anticipated. There, you sat in front of fifteen men who stood in front of you with their arms over their chests, looking stern and worried. It was clear that the men are protective of you, and they worry for your safety! What’s also clear is the fact that you almost never leave the abode unless supervised, almost like a child of some sort. While you love that your boyfriends are protective of you, you just want to be able to go out into Teyvat without their permission!

“And the two of you will be keeping [Y/N] company?” Zhongli asks, raising an eyebrow at the two anemo users to your left and right side.

“Yes! We will be at [Y/N]’s side at all times!” Heizou nods his head.

“We promise we won’t lose [Y/N]. You can trust us!” Aether smiles, reaching over to your hand before gently squeezing your hands.

“It’s not like we don’t trust you two; we don’t trust anyone that isn’t part of this abode.” Dainsleif sighs, closing his eyes for a brief moment before opening his eyes.

“I understand where you’re all coming from, but you can trust Aether and Heizou!” You said softly, squeezing Aether and Heizou’s hands nervously. “Heizou is a detective, and Aether has saved Teyvat plenty of times! They’re trustworthy, and they can keep me safe without any problems!” You gave the fifteen men a smile.

“[Y/N]’s not wrong at all….” Ayato murmurs, stroking his chin.

“I mean, if Aether was able to beat me, a Fatui Harbinger, then he’s capable of protecting [Y/N] without any problems!” Childe says, ruffling both your and Aether’s hair with a wide smile on his face.

“Anyone is capable of beating you, Harbinger,” Diluc says, giving the ginger-haired Harbinger the side eye, before looking back to you, Heizou, and Aether.

“How can we be sure that the two of you can keep [Y/N] safe from harm?” Xiao asks, crossing his arms over his chest with a sharp sigh.

“Xiao, you know you can trust Aether! I trust him.” You said, giving Xiao a pleading look. The way you looked at Xiao reminded the others of a puppy. The fifteen men looked away from you, their faces burning red hot at how cute you looked. Aether and Heizou knew that you weren’t the one that was giving them that look, but they couldn’t help but blush as well. How does one person, such as yourself, hold so much power over these men?

“You know, you have this…. Power over these men. And us as well!” Heizou says, gesturing towards the fifteen flustered men, then at him and Aether.

“Power? What power?” You look at Heizou cluelessly, blinking at the detective owlishly. Heizou feels his face becoming hot at the way you stared at him. Even though you looked confused, Heizou couldn’t help but feel like he just wanted to snatch you up and take you away from everyone else and have you for himself. How can a simple stare from you evoke such emotions from Heizou himself? While you don’t wield a vision of any sort, perhaps your power is through that cute stare of yours.

“As the detective for the Tenryou Commission, I sometimes investigate a missing-persons case, but I’m quite tempted to snatch your cute ass up and run off with you in my arms,” Heizou says pinching your cheeks lightly with a teasing smile on his face.

“Not a Tenryou Commissioner wanting to snatch up my onikabuto booboo bear.” Itto gasps, immediately snatching you up in his arms while glaring at the shorter male in front of him. You laugh nervously and lightly rub Itto’s back to comfort him, causing the oni’s sharp glare to melt into a bashful smile as he cuddles up against you like a happy kitten.

“What an interesting nickname for [Y/N],” Albedo says; a tiny amused smile appears on Albedo’s face. Itto grins at Albedo before continuing to cling to you, his cheeks resting upon the crown of your head.

“A detective wanting to create a missing person’s case by snatching up our significant other, interesting.” Kazuha chuckles, walking over to where you and Itto stood.

“I mean, can you blame him?” Gorou asks, a shy smile appearing on Gorou’s face while rubbing the back of his neck, flustered.

“[Y/N]’s too cute! How can you not want to snatch them up!” Venti coos, reaching over to pinch your cheeks.

“If you two take [Y/N] out to Teyvat, please be careful and keep an eye out on them,” Kaeya says, gently patting the top of your head.

“We promise we will keep [Y/N] safe!” Aether states, giving the fifteen men a small smile.

Baizhu perks up before adding, “Oh! And please be careful when taking [Y/N] out in the countryside. Their allergies can act up.” You groaned and buried your face into Itto’s bare chest out of embarrassment. Archons! They’re acting like parents more than partners!

“And if anyone offers them any sort of drink, alcohol to be specific, do decline that offer as well. [Y/N] cannot handle alcohol at all.” Scaramouche huffs.

Thoma laughs lightly at you letting out a dramatic sigh to Baizhu and Scaramouche’s comment. You grumbled to yourself before pulling away from Itto’s arms. Aether and Heizou held their arms out for you to take, which you happily linked both of your arms around theirs. The three of you turn towards the fifteen men, hoping they’d let Aether and Heizou take you outside of the abode. After all, Aether and Heizou are going to be with you! It’s not like they’re going to lose you or anything like that! Plus, Aether is a reliable person, and Heizou is a detective, so he should be able to find you without any conflict!

“I’m sure that [Y/N] will be safe with Aether and Heizou! Besides, [Y/N] is also dating Heizou and Aether as well. They care about [Y/N] just as much as we do!” Thoma speaks up; Aether and Heizou give Thoma a relieved and thankful smile.

Diluc lets out a reluctant sigh, nodding his head slowly, “Alright, then you two can [Y/N] out into Teyvat.”

Your, Aether, and Heizou’s eyes lit up with joy. “Really?!” You three gasp with excitement in unison, looking at each other excitedly.

“Yes, all three of you may go out and have fun. But please, be safe.” Dainsleif says softly.

“We’ll make sure to keep [Y/N] safe!” Heizou and Aether said simultaneously.

“I’ll be fine! Plus, it’s not like someone’s going to be preying on me while the three of us are out and about in Teyvat!” You said lightheartedly.

Even though the men knew that you were making a lighthearted comment, they couldn’t help but feel hesitant about your joke. While they all trust Aether and Heizou, there was this weird feeling in their chest, just the thought of you being outside of the abode without the fifteen of them accompanying you.

“Please be safe [Y/N],” Zhongli says softly, placing both of his hands on your shoulders. You blinked up at Zhongli, surprised to see him so…. Nervous to see you step outside of the abode without them by your side. You pouted at the look on Zhongli’s face and looked back at the other fourteen men standing behind him. They all have similar expressions on their face: fear and anxiety. You look back over at Zhongli and lightly poke his cheeks with your index finger, giving him a tiny smile.

“I’ll be fine, Zhongli! You fifteen have nothing to worry about! After all, I am with the most powerful hero of Teyvat and the prodigy detective of the Tenryou Commission!” You said, grabbing Zhongli’s hand and giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.

“While we feel a little relieved that you’ll be heading out of the abode with Aether and Heizou, we couldn’t help but feel worried because we’re not with you,” Childe says, standing beside Zhongli.

“I believe that’s called separation anxiety.” You commented, blinking at Childe. “I have that too.” You added with a sheepish smile on your face.

Albedo looks at you curiously before inquiring, “You have separation anxiety?”

You nod your head in response, feeling your face heating up. “I had horrible separation anxiety when I was a kid, but it’s a little bit better, but still not the best.” You take a deep breath. “When my parents drop me off at school, I would cling to them. I would scream and cry if they dropped me off at school and started to leave.” You blushed.

“Oh, dear archons! You’re so undeniably cute!” Gorou whispers, squealing to himself.

“Speaking of parents, do you miss them? You mention that you had terrible separation anxiety. Do you feel nervous when you’re not with them?” Baizhu asks.

“I do! But I need to accept that they’re not going to be in my life forever.” You let out a shaky breath. “Okay! Enough talk about my separation anxiety! I don’t want to cry before we go to Teyvat.” You laugh nervously.

Xiao approaches where you, Aether, Heizou, Zhongli, and Childe stood before placing a gentle hand on your upper back. “If anything happens and you’re in danger, don’t hesitate to call out my name,” Xiao says.

“If anything happens, I’ll call out your name, I promise.” You said. Xiao gives you a weak smile before pressing a kiss on your temples. He backs away from you and clears his throat, ignoring the teasing looks that the fifteen men threw in his direction. While Xiao doesn’t show his affections in public or in front of the other men as often, everyone knows that Xiao is a touchy person when it comes to you.

“Don’t worry, little dude! We’re just as worried as you are, but Aether and Heizou got this!” Itto says, patting Xiao’s shoulders roughly. Xiao jolts forward from the roughness of Itto’s pat, grumbling underneath his breath. Xiao appreciated that Itto was trying to comfort him, but he did not appreciate the rough pat on the shoulder.

“Please have [Y/N] back before sundown!” Thoma added, smiling at Aether and Heizou nervously.

“Shouldn’t Aether and Heizou bring [Y/N] back around the afternoon? They get sleepy after twelve in the afternoon.” Ayato says, blinking at Thoma.

“[Y/N]’s sleepy all the time.” Scaramouche snorts.

You start to whine, “Hey! Don’t expose me like that!” Stomping your right foot like a toddler. Scaramouche cracks a smile and walks over to where you were, and wraps both of his arms around your shoulders.

“Crybaby,” Scaramouche mutters, kissing the back of your head. You grumbled and let yourself melt against Scaramouche’s arms. Aether and Heizou were shocked to see the affection that Scaramouche had shown without hissing at the others like an angry cat. Scaramouche tightens his hold around your shoulders before burying his face into the back of your neck, breathing in your scent. Even though he knew that you’d be in safe hands, he couldn’t help but worry about your safety. If only he could just lock you up in the abode to protect you from harm, he would. But the others would give him a disapproving look if he were to do so. Scaramouche feels his eyes beginning to sting, causing him to bury his face further into the back of your neck, his arms tightening around you.

“Wow! Someone’s affectionate today!” Venti mused, stepping up close. Venti pats the top of your head with a small smile. Even a simple gesture from Venti made your bottom lip quiver a little. Venti’s eyes softened when he saw your bottom lip trembling. Venti wraps his arms around your shoulders and gently rubs the back of your head. You whined softly and buried your face into Venti’s collarbones, trying to bite back the tears that were threatening to roll down your cheeks.

“Aw, come on, sweet thing! Don’t cry! You’re going to make some of us cry.” Kaeya coos. You whined into Venti’s collarbone, causing the anemo archon to laugh to himself.

“You’ll be alright, [Y/N],” Kazuha says; you peeked from Venti’s collarbone and looked at Kazuha sadly. Kazhua gives you a closed-eye smile; the sight of his adorable smile made your heart skip a beat in your chest.

While the fifteen men were giving you hugs and kisses before you, Heizou and Aether leave the abode to go out into Teyvat; Heizou and Aether can see how much the men cared for you. It was an emotional send-off, even though you were going to be gone for only a few hours and would be back at the abode in no time. While some may say that it was dramatic, Heizou and Aether couldn’t blame the men for feeling this way. Aether and Heizou invited you to go out into Teyvat with the both of them because out of the seventeen men, the two of them spent the least time with you because they were the last ones to date you. So, Aether and Heizou wanted to be able to make up for the loss of time with you by taking you out into Teyvat with them!

“Please be safe, alright? The three of you.” Albedo says.

“We’ll be safe, don’t worry!” You patted Albedo’s head happily.

“My snookums is going out into the scary world without their fifteen other boyfriends! How could we not be worried?!” Childe whines, tackling you into an unsuspecting hug.

“Wah!” You wailed, your arms flailing around for a brief moment before wrapping your arms around his waist tightly. “Childe! Be careful! We could’ve gotten hurt!” You chide softly, lightly poking his exposed stomach.

“If you guys like, you fifteen can join us later?” Aether offers, giving the fifteen men in front of him a smile.

“Yeah! It’d be great to have you all tag along with us!” Paimon spoke up, nodding her head happily. Oh, right, you completely forgot about Paimon being constantly attached to Aether’s side. How could you forget someone that’s so talkative? Especially one that floats in the air but would disappear out of thin air.

“As much as we would love to take up on that offer, Paimon and Aether, but we believe that the three— er, four— of you should spend time with one another.” Zhongli says.

“Oh! Paimon’s not going to be involved in the hang-out! After all, it’s sort of like a date between the three of them! Paimon doesn’t want to be the fourth wheel.” Paimon shakes her head.

“A date?!” Gorou’s eyes bulge out from his sockets, looking over at the others in shock. Since when was this hang-out actually a date!? Not even the fifteen men were able to take you out on a date! So, was this little hang-out between you, Aether, and Heizou a date this entire time? Was this some kind of a scheme for them to be the first ones to take you out on a date?

“It’s not a date! If we wanted to take [Y/N] out on a date, we wouldn’t have agreed to go as three. We would prefer the date to be a one-on-one kind of date.” Heizou chuckles.

“Oh, whew! That’s a huge relief!” Itto lets out a sigh of relief, his body visibly relaxing.

“Alright, alright, let these three go out and hang out. The more we hold them back, the longer they’ll be outside of the abode.” Dainslief says, shaking his head while pinching the bridge of his nose, letting out a quiet exhale.

The others around him grumbled while you, Heizou, and Aether gave Dainsleif a grateful smile before walking towards the entrance of the abode. Ever since Aether and Heizou moved into the residence, the estate has been growing. There had been renovations to have the mansion be much more enormous with more bedrooms and bathrooms. While you’re excited that the abode is getting bigger, you’re worried about the number of renovations there would be if more people were to join your…. Harem.

When your feet touch the grass of Teyvat, you realize that you are somewhere between Mondstadt and Liyue. Since you don’t have a map on you, you and Heizou have to rely on Aether for directions. After all, he has seen the rest of Teyvat, unlike everyone else, including you.

“So! Where should we go first? I heard that there’s amazing cuisine over in Liyue and Mondstadt!” Heizou says, leaning up against the apple tree.

“Well, let’s see what [Y/N] wants to do!” Aether answers, turning to look over where you stood. You blinked at Heizou and Aether owlishly. Shit, did they want you to pick out a place to hang out and eat or a place to hang out? While you love all three nations that you’ve visited before, there was no way you’d be able to pick out where you wanted to go first.

“To be honest, I don’t know what to choose! But I did realize that we’ve been to Liyue and Inazuma a lot when I would go and hang out with the other fifteen. So, let’s visit the City of Freedom!” You said.

Stepping foot into Mondstadt, people were already greeting Aether eagerly. They were waving at Aether, smiling at him, checking up to see how his adventure was going alongside his floating companion, and so many more. Sara from Good Hunter calls Aether over to the food stand, offering to make him and Paimon something to eat. Aether and Paimon nod their heads happily before looking over to you and Heizou, who were huddling near the menu to see what Good Hunter has to offer.

“See anything the two of you would like to order?” Aether asks, walking over to you and Heizou.

“I would like to try some Mondstadt Hash Browns,” Heizou replies, tapping his chin with his pointer finger as he stares at the menu in front of him.

“And what about you, [Y/N]?” Aether asks.

“Hmmm… they all sound so good!” You mumbled, holding the menu close to your face and squinting down at the words in front of you.

Moon pie, cold cut platter, satisfying salad, pile ‘em up, and so many more! Huh, strange. Usually, in the game, you can only buy three dishes at Good Hunter. Now that you’re in Teyvat in person, you can see way more food that is offered at Good Hunter. The smell of food wafting in the air was making your stomach grumble. You blushed and placed both of your hands on your stomach before mumbling under your breath. Damn your stomach for being so loud and demanding when it came to food. Man, you really need to choose what you want to eat, or else Aether, Paimon, and Heizou won’t be able to eat because they were waiting for you to make a decision.

“Ooh! Barbatos Ratatouille? That sounds amazing.” You gasped, looking at the tiny image that was beside the name of the dish that caught your attention. “I would like to try out Barbatos Ratatouille, please!” You chimed at Sara, looking over at Aether and Heizou excitedly. Not only were you excited to try Barbatos Ratatouille, but you’re excited to finally eat something because you’re starving! Okay, maybe you are not actually starving, but you are hungry! You didn’t have breakfast today, so you hope that the Barbatos Ratatouille will fill your tummy up. Heizou and Aether stare at you in awe, their eyes wide, the blush on their cheeks reaching to the tips of their ears. Now that they were able to spend some time with you without the other fifteen men in tow, they can see the true beauty that you are. Paimon gives Aether and Heizou a teasing look, causing the two anemo users to become even more flustered.

“Ah, I’m so hungry! But I can’t wait to eat something finally!” You sighed, sitting down on the wooden chair in front of Good Hunter. Aether and Heizou sat down beside you, Aether being on your left side and Heizou being on your right side.

“How hungry are you feeling?” Heizou asks, setting down napkins in front of the three of you.

“Oh, archons, I’m so hungry! I think I can eat everything off the menu.” You joked, humming in delight when you caught a whiff of the foods that Sara was preparing for you, Aether, and Heizou.

“If you’d like, we can do that for you!” Aether says, catching you off guard.

“We can?” Paimon and Heizou ask in unison, looking over at each other with wide eyes.

“Oh, no, no! While I am hungry, I don’t think I can eat a lot!” You said, laughing nervously.

“But you said you were so hungry that you think you can eat everything off the menu!” Aether looks at you in confusion.

“I mean, I can! But I’ve been trying my best not to eat too much!” You said, scratching the back of your head nervously. “It’s not because I’m going through some weight loss or anything.” You quickly added. Aether, Paimon, and Heizou sigh in relief.

“You had Paimon worried for a moment!” Paimon jokes, patting the top of your head lightly with her tiny hands.

You said, “I tend to eat way more than I can, and overeating tends to give me awful indigestion. So, I am trying not to go over the limit of what I can eat.”

“That’s understandable,” Paimon says, patting your head once again. You smile back at Paimon and pat the top of her head back, causing Paimon to giggle to herself.

After waiting about twenty minutes for your, Heizou, and Aether’s food to arrive, Sara walks over to your table with the food on a black tray. She places the Mondstadt Hash Browns in front of Heizou, Barbatos Ratatouille in front of you, and Aether and Paimon’s orders down in front of them.

The four of you immediately dug into your food and almost moaned from how amazing the food tasted. After not having breakfast to eat, Barbatos Ratatouille is the best thing to fill up your empty stomach. The plates and bowls were quite large, and you were surprised to see that everyone was able to finish the entire thing within an hour. You sat back in your seat; your head was thrown back, your hand caressing your stomach while taking deep breaths. Even though you didn’t overeat, thankfully, you feel like you have a food baby. Dear archons, how in the world are you going to be able to explore around Teyvat when you feel like you’re going to be waddling around Teyvat like a pregnant person?

“So! Are we still going to explore Mondstadt, or are we traveling across the three nations to try out their food?” Heizou asks, leaning on the table with his head propped up with his hand.

“I’d still like to explore Mondstadt! After all, the others and I would explore Inazuma and Liyue the most, but we’re mostly in the abode.” You said, lifting your head up before covering your mouth to yawn.

“Uh oh, looks like someone is sleepy already.” Paimon teases you.

“Listen, I’m always sleepy! There’s not a time where I’m never sleepy.” You joked, rubbing your eyes with your knuckles while trying to refrain from yawning even more. Maybe you should ask Albedo to create some potion for you to drink that will keep you up all day. Something that isn’t coffee because not even coffee can help you wake up. All it does is make you go to the bathroom a lot than keep you up.

“Wow, Ayato is not wrong about you getting tired around twelve in the afternoon.” Aether chuckles.

You puffed your cheeks out while muttering under your breath, arms crossing over your chest while your feet kicked forward and backward in the air. While you were in your own little world, Heizou and Aether couldn’t help but analyze you. The way your hair frames your face, the way your cheeks darken when you’re embarrassed, the way your eyes light up when you’re excited or happy, the way you become a little bit pouty when you’re tired or frustrated. Everything about you overall was charming and adorable.

Both Aether and Heizou can see why the other fifteen men fell for you; Heizou and Aether can see how hard the other fifteen men fell for you. You’re unintentionally adorable, and you didn’t even realize the little things you do makes the men fall for you even more. Paimon squints her eyes at Heizou and Aether before lightly whacking the two of them upside of their heads while clicking her tongue lightly.

“So! Shall we start exploring the regions and their cultures and cuisines?” Heizou asks, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“Yes! Let's start exploring the regions! Or else I’m going to fall asleep in this chair.” You reply, getting up from your seat before stretching your arms up in the air with a grunt.

“Well, darling, you can always fall asleep in my arms instead! After all, my arms and my lap are far more comfortable than a wooden chair.” Heizou adds, wiggling his eyebrows at you while extending both of his arms out while still sitting in his chair.

“I’ll gladly take up on your offer, Mister Shikanoin!” You chirped happily, beginning to trot over to where Heizou sat, only for Aether to grab you by your wrist and pull you down on his lap instead.

“Oh!” You gasped, roughly landing on Aether’s lap, your face almost buried into his chest as your arms flew to his shoulders to steady yourself. Aether looks over at Heizou with a cheeky grin while Heizou grumbles at Aether for stealing you away from him. Heizou has his arms over his chest, a tiny pout visible on his face.

“Wow, Aether! I didn’t know you had it in you to steal someone else’s lover!” Paimon says, looking at the blond traveler in shock and awe. You snorted and got off of Aether’s lap and walked over to Heizou to give him a small hug while Aether looked at you in disbelief and almost betrayed. Quite frankly, the way Aether looked at you whenever you hugged Heizou reminded you of a kicked puppy. But the way Heizou looked at you and Aether when Aether snatched you into his arms, Heizou looked almost possessive, like a toddler who had his favorite toy or snack taken away from him so suddenly.

“Alright, you two! I think it’s best that we start exploring before it gets too late out.” You said, patting both Aether and Heizou’s heads.

“Wow, [Y/N]! I knew that you’re able to garner attention from men so easily, but I didn’t think that you could put them under a spell!” Paimon exclaims, her eyes wide with amazement.

“Well, Paimon! That is the power of being cute.” You joked, nudging her side gently.

Paimon hums to herself softly before turning to you, “Speaking of power, if you were to be able to have a vision, what vision do you think you will have?” She tilts her head to the side while looking at you with curiosity. Heizou and Aether got up from their seats and looked at you, intrigued with what your answer would be.

“To be frank, I don’t know what my vision would be! I have a hunch that if I were to be able to wield a vision, I would be either hydro or cryo.” You respond. “But enough about me! Let’s start our journey in Teyvat! After all, we do need to digest our food!” You said, bouncing on the tips of your toes.

“Alright, let’s start our journey now, shall we?” Aether says, holding his arm out for you to take.

“Anything for a cutie like yourself!” Heizou gives you a charming smile that makes you melt.

You happily linked your arms with theirs before setting forth on your journey around Teyvat. While in Mondstadt, the three of you ran into Klee, whose eyes automatically lit up the minute her eyes landed on you; she flung herself in your direction. You immediately unlinked your arms from Heizou and Aether’s arms to catch the child, who started to ramble about how it was great to finally see you in person because her big brother talked about you nonstop.

Then Klee will prattle about how Captain Kaeya would go on and on about your beauty, how he misses you whenever he leaves the abode to go to work for the Knights of Favonious, and so on forth. After hearing Klee squealing your name happily, bouncing on the balls of her feet after being able to meet you in person, someone from a distance stared at you with disdain. You made eye contact with that person; she huffs and looks away from you with her nose pointing up in the air. Donna.

While you knew little about her, other than her strange obsession with your redheaded boyfriend, you weren’t surprised to see that she holds some kind of distaste for you even though the two of you have never interacted once. Unless you count one where you play as Diluc in the game and used his elemental burst on her, but other than that, you two have never interacted while you’re in Mondstadt or Teyvat, so you don’t know what was her problem. Aside from jealousy, of course.

After spending some time with Klee before she got snatched up by Grand Master Jean, the three of you walked out of Mondstadt and began to head over to the nearest waypoint to go to Liyue. While you don’t exactly have a favorite region (it’s a lie, you do have a favorite region, you just say that because you knew the men would start arguing if you were to say that you did have a favorite area), you were looking forward to seeing the beautiful landscape of each region that you’ve never seen before.

Like, the mountains, for example! Your fifteen other lovers were hesitant about having you go up the mountain to get a nice view of all Teyvat. After all, they feared that you might slip and fall to your death, which was unlikely going to happen because they would not hesitate to jump off and go after you. Not only that, but you could just call out for Xiao, and he would be there in a blink of an eye to save you from your impending doom.

Once you three stepped foot in Liyue, the smell of delicious food infiltrated your nostrils, making your mouth water. You felt someone pat your cheeks to pull you out from your daydream of the food that has occupied your mind. Aether was standing in front of you, looking amused. You laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of your neck.

“Do you want to check out the toy shop?” Heizou asks, pointing over at where the child and older man stood in front of the elderly woman. Your eyes lit up, and you nodded your head at Heizou’s question. You grabbed onto both Aether and Heizou’s hands before dashing over to the toy shop where the older woman stood. Your eyes landed on the kites that were being sold and pointed them out to Heizou and Aether.

“Ooh, let’s fly kites while we hang out in Liyue!” Aether says, approaching Granny Shan while you and Heizou stand behind him, examining the toys that are being sold at the toy shop. The kites that you, Aether, and Heizou have picked out were the bird, fish, and dragon. After purchasing the kites, the three of you went to the nearest waypoint to teleport to Mt. Hulao to fly your kites. Once you three step foot onto Mt. Hulao, you almost collapse to the ground because you realize how far up you three are. Fuck, there’s no way your fear of heights is kicking in right now when you want to fly kites with Heizou and Aether.

“[Y/N], Are you okay?” Heizou wrapped his arms around your waist as you slowly sank to the ground, holding onto Aether and Heizou’s hands tightly.

“Um, [Y/N] looks like they want to faint,” Paimon says slowly, looking at you worriedly as she floats in front of your face, putting her tiny hand on your forehead.

“I-I’m afraid of heights.” You squeaked, burying your face into Heizou’s chest. No matter how many times you’ve tried to get over your fear of heights, you could never bring yourself to do it.

“Oh! Then should we fly the kites next time?” Aether asks. You quickly protested and stood up, still holding onto both Aether and Heizou’s hands tightly.

“I still want to fly the kites! I just don’t want to see how high up we are.” You said.

“Are you sure? We don’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to do.” Paimon says, rubbing the back of your head. You quickly nodded your head to Paimon’s question. Heizou, Aether, and Paimon looked at one another hesitantly. Aether carries you over to the middle of Mt. Hulao, where the Azure Cranes are idly standing by in the water. Once the four of you got close to where they stood, they all flew off.

“I think this spot should be good!” Heizou says.

“But, how are we going to fly the kites when the tree branches are going to be in the way?” Aether asks, setting you down on the ground.

“We can still go to our original spots to fly the kites! Just as long as we’re not close to the edge!” You said, giving Paimon, Aether, and Heizou a nervous smile.

“If you say so!” Paimon shrugs her shoulders. The three of you walked back to where the waypoint was originally and sat the kites down on the ground. One by one, the three of you picked out which kites to fly. You and Paimon chose the dragon kite, Heizou chose the fish kite, and Aether chose the bird kite. Flying kites was even more complicated than you thought it would, mainly because you’ve never flown a kite before. Seeing you and Paimon struggle to get the kite to even float in the air made Aether and Heizou almost die from laughter. They were doubling over each other, laughing so hard that tears were rolling down their cheeks, and their faces were red.

“Hey! Stop laughing at us!” Paimon scowls, glaring at Heizou and Aether while stomping her feet in the air.

“Do you two need help with flying your kites?” Heizou asks, placing his kite down on the ground before walking over to where you and Paimon stood.

“No!”

“Yes.” You and Paimon respond at the same time.

“I can help you with flying your kite!” Aether says, pushing Heizou out of the way.

“Hey! I’m the first one to offer [Y/N] help!” Heizou scowls, getting up from the ground before running over to you and Aether.

Aether and Heizou immediately grabbed onto both of your arms and began to tug you towards them while scowling at one another; Aether pulled you towards his direction while Heizou tried to yank you over to him. Paimon sighed and shook her head in disapproval while Aether and Heizou were playing tug of war with you.

“If you two continue tugging [Y/N] like this any further, you’ll yank their arms out! I’m sure [Y/N] fifteen other boyfriends will disapprove of this!” Paimon exclaims, flying over to Aether and Heizou to stop them from causing any harm. Heizou and Aether reluctantly release your arms before shooting looks at one another.

You say, “We can all take turns and fly a kite! It’ll be fun!” Giving them a small smile while waiting for both of their responses.

Heizou and Aether smile and nod their heads; while the two are smiling on the outside, you can still sense some tension between the two. Oh, if only the other fifteen were here to settle the whole dispute. But you have an inkling feeling that they’d make it worse between not just both Aether and Heizou but between everyone involved.

The first person to fly a kite with you was Aether; Heizou was about to protest about it, but you gave him a pleading look to not start any fights or arguments. Heizou crosses his arms over his chest with a sour look on his face while Aether happily walks over to where you stood and picks up the kite that you and Paimon failed to fly. Aether was able to get the kite to fly in the air. Your eyes brighten with excitement the higher the kite flies in the air. Both your and Aether’s hand held onto the handle, his hands covering yours and his chest pressed up against your back. You were so busy keeping your eyes on the kite that you missed out on how Aether was looking at you.

Aether reaches up to your face with his right hand and tilts your face up towards his. You looked at Aether quizzically and saw that he was staring down at your lips. Your eyes shot down to his lips, then back up at his eyes, only to lock gazes with one another. Aether slowly closes his eyes and leans in close to your face; before you could process what was about to happen, you felt a huge gust of wind, and Aether flew back.

“Aether!” Paimon gasps, flying over to her companion before looking over at Heizou with a glare. You glanced over at Heizou, seeing his fist raised in the air. He smiles at you innocently before letting his fist fall to his side.

“What? Aether was taking way too long to fly a kite with you! Besides, it’s my turn to fly a kite with you, and he shouldn’t be hogging you all up for himself!” Heizou says, rolling his eyes as if he hadn’t punched Aether not too long ago. Aether sat up on the ground, his hand placed over the red spot on his cheek while glaring at Heizou.

“I thought you were cool at first, but now you’re starting to get on my nerves,” Aether says, stumbling up from the ground while Paimon helps Aether up. “Also, if you want it to be your turn to fly a kite with [Y/N], you should’ve just asked! No need to punch!” Aether added, sulking off to the side as Heizou strolled up to you with a much gentler smile.

“If you two continue to fight, I’m going back to the abode.” You threatened, frowning at Aether and Heizou in front of you.

“Relax, [Y/N]. We won’t be fighting anymore after this.” Heizou chuckles, standing behind you and placing both of his hands over yours to guide the kite in the air. Aether rolled his eyes and stood off to the side under the shade with Paimon, watching you and Heizou fly the dragon kite. Everything was going smoothly; the kite didn’t fly too high, and it was quite breezy up on Mt. Hulao! Heizou rests his chin on top of your head with a catlike smile, his arms wrapped around your shoulders before planting a kiss on the side of your head happily. Aether felt his breath get caught in his throat when Heizou kissed your head out of nowhere.

“The fucking audacity!” Aether growls, marching over to where you and Heizou stood, ignoring the cries from Paimon as she tries to stop him from causing any trouble.

Aether stood behind you and Heizou before blasting Heizou with a massive gust of wind. Despite aiming for Heizou himself, Aether didn’t think you’d get blasted either. Both you and Heizou stumble over one another and fall to the ground, with you landing on top of Heizou in a compromising position. You and Heizou stared down at one another with wide eyes and bright red cheeks. Aether throws his hands in the air with a sharp exhale, rubbing his temples out of frustration and jealousy.

“Are you okay?” Heizou asks, placing both of his hands on your waist. You nod your head slowly and smile at him sheepishly.

“I should be the one to ask you that. After all, I did fall on you.” You said, slowly sitting up on Heizou’s lap, straddling him.

“Let’s go to Inazuma now! I think flying kites is enough for today.” Aether spoke up, squatting down to wrap his arms around your waist before he pulled you off of Heizou’s lap.

Heizou sits up and raises an eyebrow at Aether with an amused smile on his face. Aether gives Heizou a dirty look before grabbing the kites off the ground, while Paimon continues to give both Aether and Heizou a look of disapproval. Wait until the other fifteen men hear about this! The four of you walk over to the waypoint on Mt. Hulao— well, you, Aether, and Heizou walked over to the waypoint, Paimon flew over to the waypoint— and teleported to Inazuma city. Once you three stepped foot into Inazuma City, it was noticeably even more crowded than the last time you were in Inazuma City with the fifteen men. Your eyes widened as you looked around, feeling anxiousness beginning to claw at you.

“Wow! There are way more people than I thought!” Aether commented, pushing through the crowd with you and Heizou following behind.

“Maybe there’s a celebration or some kind of festival going on.” Heizou mused, looking around the city in confusion.

While Aether and Heizou were trying to find their way through the crowd, you tried to catch up to them, only to see them get further and further away from you. Your heart was racing against your chest while you tried to push through the crowd, but some grouchy person grumbled at you and pushed you back. Your breath gets caught in your throat as you fall back to the cobblestone ground, scraping your elbows and the palm of your hands.

“Ouch!” You gasped, kneeling on the cobblestone ground, and clutched your injured elbows with your wounded hands. You clumsily got up from the floor while ignoring the stares and whispers around you. You need to get out of the crowd and find somewhere you can bandage up your elbows and hands. But first, you need to find Aether and Heizou, you lost the two of them in the crowd, and you don’t know if you’ll be able to find them on time before having to go back to the abode. How in the world are you going to be able to find them in a very crowded area?

It’s most likely that Aether and Heizou were able to get out of the crowd before you were able to.

After what felt like forever, you were finally able to get out of the large crowd in Inazuma City. There were so many people that it felt suffocating and claustrophobic. You looked around your surroundings, hoping to catch a glimpse of the blond braid and auburn-magenta hair that is attached to your two boyfriend’s heads. You walked up the steps while looking everywhere for Aether and Heizou as the sun was starting to set.

You felt your stomach beginning to growl, and your scraped elbows and hands were starting to become dry. Your face pinches up with displeasure, eyes closing in defeat. You just wanted to spend some time with Aether and Heizou in Inazuma before going back to the abode, but you couldn’t go back without the two because how else were you going to get home? You didn’t want to leave them behind, and you don’t even know your way back to the floating teapot. You’re so caught up in your thoughts that you don’t see that you were heading straight into four people with their backs turned against you. It was already too late for you to stop yourself from bumping into the people in front of you before opening your eyes. You walk into a tall person wearing a coat; you gasp softly and back up from the group of four in front of you, eyes wide in fear and embarrassment.

“I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going!” You apologized profusely, giving the man an apologetic look.

“Oh? There’s nothing to be worried about; it was an accident after all.” The older man says, giving you a gentle smile.

“Oh, it seems like you’re injured.” The man with black hair says, his eyes falling onto your blood-stained hands and elbows.

The man with icy blue hair stepped in front of you and leaned down towards your crossed arms. He slowly reaches out and gently pulls your hand away from your elbow to examine the injury. The man was so tall, and he had a mask over his eyes that went down to the tip of his nose. In fact, about three out of four of them have masks on their face. While the icy blue-haired man was examining your scraped hands and elbows, you couldn’t help but look at the other three men curiously. They were all tall, which you weren’t surprised by at this point.

“The injury isn’t too bad. Just a scrape of skin on the elbows and knees.” The icy blue-haired man says, standing up straight and glancing over at his company behind him.

“They look quite frazzled. Why are you here all by yourself?” The masked man asks, turning to look at you.

“I was with my boy….. Friends and I lost them in the crowd. I can’t find them anywhere.” You answered shakily. The black-haired man, who looks eerily similar to Baizhu, gives you a sympathetic look before approaching your side, placing his hand on your upper back.

“Perhaps we should get your injuries treated first before we can help you find your boyfriends.” The black-haired man says, giving you a soft smile.

“Boyfriends? As in plural?” The masked man mutters, causing you to become flustered. While you were stumbling over your words to come up with an excuse, the sound of your stomach overtook your voice. You feel your face heat up with embarrassment, causing you to shrink in your spot under their intense stare.

“Looks like the little one is hungry. We’ll get you something to eat after Dottore treats your injury.” The white-haired man says, stepping up to where you and the black-haired man stood. He guides you away from the Inazuma civilians with the other three men in tow, walking closely behind you.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name?” The icy blue-haired man asks, sticking close by behind you.

“My name’s [Y/N].” You answered shyly, your face becoming flustered after realizing that you’re surrounded by handsome men whom you’ve just met.

“[Y/N]? What a fitting name for someone as cute as you are.” The black-haired Baizhu lookalike comments, giving you the same gentle smile your boyfriends would give you. You look away from the black-haired man, face turning crimson red.

“What are your names, if you don’t mind me asking.” You said, looking at the four men around you with curiosity, not noticing that they were leading you further and further away from the city.

“We’ll get to the introductions when we treat your injuries, little one.” The white-haired man says, giving your shoulder a light squeeze.

On the other side of Inazuma City, Aether, Paimon, and Heizou were scrambling around to look for you. If they weren’t so caught up with trying to get out of the crowd, they wouldn’t have lost you in the first place! Heizou turns to Aether with his hands running through his hair, letting out shaky breaths.

“Oh fuck, we definitely lost [Y/N] in the crowds.” Heizou breathes, looking over at Aether with eyes wide with fear.

Aether lets out a shaky sigh, his heart pounding against his chest and his hands beginning to tremble. “How are we going to find them!? There are too many people in this area, and the others will be furious that we lost [Y/N]!” Aether exclaims, running his hands through his blond hair, the feeling of stress, anxiety, and fear weighing down on his shoulders. Both Aether and Heizou were terrified that something terrible could happen to you. They feared that someone would hurt you or kidnap you for ransom.

“Let’s not waste time and find [Y/N] quickly! The sun is setting, and the others expect us to have them back before sundown!” Paimon exclaims. Aether and Heizou nod their heads at Paimons statement before running back into the crowds to search for you. Aether, Heizou, and Paimon would try to stop almost every person in Inazuma City to see if that person had seen you or at least caught a glimpse of you.

The majority of them shook their heads before telling the trio that they’ve never seen you before, nor have they seen someone with the exact same description as you. The latter would ignore Aether, Paimon, and Heizou, making the trio sigh in frustration before continuing their search for you. The three knew that you couldn’t have strayed too far from Inazuma City and ended up in another part of the region itself, but it felt like you’ve suddenly disappeared off of the face of Teyvat because they couldn’t find you at all. Even though Heizou is a prodigy detective from the Tenryou Commission, even he was getting stumped and was unable to find clues as to where you could possibly be.

“Where could [Y/N] possibly be!? How can we lose [Y/N] so easily!” Paimon exclaims, covering her face as she shakes her head in dismay.

“You lost [Y/N]!?” A familiar voice exclaims, causing the trio to freeze up in fear.

One by one, they slowly turned around to face where the voice was coming from. Instead of seeing one person standing behind the three of them, they saw the fifteen other men standing right behind them, looking both worried and very much ticked off. Kaeya had his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at Aether, Heizou, and Paimon in bewilderment. Not wanting to get into trouble, Paimon disappears in thin air.

“Care to explain what you meant by that?” Xiao asks, frowning at Heizou and Aether.

“There are way more people here than usual….” Kazuha murmurs, his red eyes scanning the crowds, hoping to catch a glimpse of you.

“Aether, Heizou, how could you lose [Y/N]?! You promised us that you weren’t going to lose them!” Thoma says, frowning at the two anemo users in front of him.

“What are you fifteen doing here in Inazuma? We thought you weren’t going to meet up with us to hang out with the three of us.” Aether says, trying to change the topic of the conversation.

Diluc crosses his arms over his chest, “We weren’t planning on doing so, but since we didn’t see you three return to the abode before sundown, we got worried and decided to look for the three of you and Paimon.”

“We thought you three were having a great time and ended up losing track of time,” Baizhu added.

“But turns out, it was worse than that. You three lost [Y/N].” Ayato sighs, tapping his pointer finger on his biceps like a father disciplining his disobedient child.

“I believe that we should start looking for [Y/N] before nightfall,” Venti spoke up gently, trying to break the tension between the men.

“You’re right,” Albedo says softly, the corner of his lips tugged down to a small frown.

“Maybe [Y/N] took shelter somewhere to sleep. They must be worn out after being out of the abode for so long.” Childe suggested. Even though it didn’t sound like it’d be something that you would do, Childe just hoped that you were somewhere safe and sound.

“Let’s just hope that it’s true,” Scaramouche mutters.

The seventeen men walk around Inazuma City, looking around the crowd of people that was slowly dispersing. The later it got into the night, the fewer people were in public, and they were all thankful that the vast crowd was slowly going away. While the massive group of people in the city was slowly dying down, the men still couldn’t find you anywhere. The men were calm at first, but the longer they walked around Inazuma City to search for you, the more fear and panic slowly set in amongst the group of men.

“Still no signs of [Y/N]....” Dainsleif mutters, glaring at the bystanders that stare and whisper as the group walks by them.

“Where could they be?! [Y/N] couldn’t have gone too far from the city!” Gorou exclaims, running his hands through his hair while his ears flatten on top of his head. The men stopped in the middle of the walkway between the Adventurer’s Guild and Shimura’s. They scanned around the crowd, only to see a familiar head of hair. Itto’s eyes widened, and he nudged the person beside him, grabbing their attention. Zhongli looked over to where Itto was pointing, and his eyes landed on where you stood. Zhongli’s eyes narrowed when he saw your elbows and your hands were bandaged up with white strips of gauze. Your back was facing their direction while you stood in front of the food stall.

“There they are!” Itto exclaims, grabbing the others' attention.

“Hey, [Y/N]!” Thoma hollers, trying to get your attention. While the crowd of people at Inazuma City wasn’t as packed as it was earlier, the crowd was still loud and nearly drowned out the sound of Thoma’s voice. You looked around in confusion when you heard someone call your name but shrugged it off.

Diluc cups his hands over his mouth before hollering, “[Y/N]! Over here!” Still, that did not get your attention at all. You looked at the food stall in front of you while speaking to Tomoki.

“That’s odd…. Did [Y/N] not hear us?” Ayato asks, sipping on his boba with his eyebrows narrowed in confusion.

“At least we found them! They must be hungry; let’s go to the food stall and get them something to eat.” Kaeya says. The men agreed to Kaeya’s idea, and before they could take a step over to where you were standing, four men walked over to where you stood. The men paused and stared at the four people with wide eyes.

“Who are they?” Kazuha mutters while the look of concern and confusion flashes across his face.

The white-haired man had his hands all over you while the man with icy blue hair handed you and onigiri. You smiled at the icy blue-haired man before grabbing the onigiri from his hands. A man, who looks eerily like Baizhu, gives you a bottle of Dango milk. The way your eyes lit up and you thanked the men in front of you shyly while the masked man with long black hair ruffled your hair affectionately.

“The Fatui Harbingers.” Diluc growls, balling his hands up into fists. Scaramouche and Childe look over at one another with wide eyes before looking back over where you and the other four Fatui Harbingers stood. You were munching on your onigiri while the white-haired man had his hands over your shoulders. The way he stood close to you was way too close for the seventeen men’s liking. Not only was he too close, but he was too touchy with you, and Scaramouche and Childe did not like it at all.

Baizhu turns to everyone before saying, “Okay, we need to figure out how to approach them without any con—”

“Hey, [Y/N]! There you are! We’ve been looking everywhere for you!” Childe exclaims, walking over to where you and the four Harbingers stood. Your eyes lit up when you saw Childe approaching you with a reluctant Scaramouche following close behind.

“It seems like we’ll be going over introductions earlier than expected.” Zhongli sighs. The fifteen men soon follow after Scaramouche and Childe’s lead to where you and the other four Harbingers stood. The four Harbingers look at the approaching men with an amused look on their faces.

“Oh, so this is where you’ve been all this time, Scaramouche,” Dottore says smoothly, leaning against the food stall with his arms crossed in front of him.

Scaramouche ignores Dottore’s comment and looks over at you, then at your injured hands and elbows, with a tiny frown on his face. You finish up your onigiri before grabbing the opened Dango milk that Pantalone has unscrewed and handed over to you.

“We’ve been looking everywhere for you! Where did you go!?” Paimon exclaims, appearing out of thin air.

“Oh, Dottore, Pantalone, Capitano, and Pierro took me to get my injuries cleaned and bandaged!” You said simply, catching the men off guard. Oh, so you knew their names already, and you’re on a first-name basis with them? Did you know who they really are?

“Windblume! How did you get hurt?” Venti whines softly, approaching you while shooting subtle looks at the men behind him.

“Oh! I was trying to catch up to Heizou and Aether, but someone pushed me in the crowd, and I ended up falling and scraping my elbows and hands.” You said, handing the Dango milk back to Pantalone, who screws the cap back onto the bottle.

“[Y/N] was all alone, injured, and lost. We couldn’t leave someone as defenseless as [Y/N] all alone in the city.” Pierro says, gently caressing your hair. You smiled shyly, letting your gaze fall to the cobblestone ground.

“Get away from [Y/N], now!” Diluc growls, his claymore materializing in his hands. Your eyes widened at the sight of wolf’s gravestone in Diluc’s hand. The reflection of the four Fatui Harbingers appears on the edge of the claymore.

“[Y/N], step away from those people now,” Xiao demands, his polearm appearing in his tightly clenched fist. You stared at the men in front of you in confusion. Fuck, it seems like you didn’t know that the four people behind you are dangerous people. They are more dangerous than both Scaramouche and Childe, and they’re even more deranged than Childe and Scaramouche.

“You’re tired, right, [Y/N]? Let’s go back to the abode!” Thoma says gently, holding his hand out to you with a soft smile on his face.

“It is getting late….” You said softly, turning to look at the four Harbingers behind you with a small smile. “Thank you for taking care of me and feeding me! I appreciate it!” You said, bouncing on the balls of your feet.

“We’ll always take care of you; we’re not negligent like some people,” Capitano says, looking over at Aether and Heizou from underneath his mask. Aether and Heizou glared at Capitano, looking away from the masked Harbinger.

“This won’t be the last time you’ll see us, little one. I have a feeling that we’ll be seeing each other more often.” Pierro says, leaning down to press a kiss on the top of your head, catching you and the other seventeen men off guard. Even the other three Harbingers beside Pierro didn’t see that coming.

You stared up at Pierro with wide eyes; you ended up being snatched away from the four Harbingers by Albedo and Gorou after Pierro had randomly shown affection to you in front of the twenty men. Venti grabs you by your waist and tosses you over his shoulder before running off with you in tow.

“How unexpected.” Pantalone chuckles.

“Showing affection for someone you met for only a few hours?” Dottore teases while a bitter smile appears on his face while he tries to ignore the ugly feeling of jealousy gnawing at his chest.

A knife flies at the Harbingers' faces, making them pause and look in the direction where the knife flew from. Kazuha glares at the Harbingers, his chest heaving up and down with rage and jealousy.

“Stay away from [Y/N],” Scaramouche growls, his hands glowing purple and crackling with electricity.

“I don’t think that’ll happen so easily,” Capitano says nonchalantly.

“Besides! How does one stay away from someone that’s as cute as [Y/N]?” Pantalone smiles.

“Bro, why does that dude look just like my bro Baizhu!?” Itto whispers to Dainsleif and Diluc, but both Dainsleif and Diluc ignore Itto’s question.

“Let’s not cause any further trouble,” Dainsleif says, sighing to himself.

“Agreed, let us all go back to the abode and make sure that [Y/N] is safe back at the abode with Venti, Albedo, and Gorou,” Zhongli states, walking off with the other men following after Zhongli to where the teapot is located.

The four Harbingers watch the men walk away from the stall with faint smirks on their faces. Pantalone and Dottore looked over at one another, motioning the other to speak to the first Harbinger.

“What do you have planned, Pierro?” Dottore asks.

“As of now? Nothing, but what I do have planned in mind is to see [Y/N] again.” Pierro says.

“Oh? Someone’s wrapped up in [Y/N]’s pretty little fingers already?” Pantalone snickers.

“Oh, shut up, Pantalone. As if you’re not wrapped up in their little fingers either.” Capitano says, shutting Pantalone up with his comment.

Even if those seventeen men were to try to keep the four Harbingers away from you, it wouldn’t be easy. At least, Pierro, Pantalone, Dottore, and Capitano wouldn’t make it easy. There’s something about you that draws them in, they don’t know what it is, but they want to see you more, be near you more often, and piss the other men off by being around you.

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whoistartaglia · 10 months

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ephemeral

zhongli x reader

you have a dendro vision. it gleams light green and is strapped on your upper arm, in perfect view whenever you wear short sleeve shirts or dresses.

you were blessed with the vision as a child, and saved your family more than a dozen times over from hunger. plants and vegetation grew at your command, and while you’re heard of adventurers using their dendro visions for combat, you couldn’t ever imagine such a thing. no, your vision was used for tending to gardens, procuring the finest of fruits and vegetables, helping animals feed and flowers grow.

presently, you approach the wanmin restaurant while baskets filled with fresh produce dangling from each arm. this week’s yield has been particularly plentiful, and you struggle to balance the heavy baskets. that is until you feel one of them become weightless and swiftly removed from your arm.

“i was waiting for you,” zhongli says, looping the basket on his own arm. he smiles and gestures to it. “i see this might’ve taken you some time.”

“well, yes and no,” you tell him. “they are heavy, i saw a patch of wilted glaze lilies, and i just had to stop.”

you frown then, your mind taken back to the field. there were many five total, not so much a patch as a small cluster. you were able to save four of them. one of them still wilts.

“i’m sure you did your best,” zhongli says, reading your thoughts.

“i guess… i could always go back.” you shift the basket from one arm to the other, before sighing. “they’re just so ephemeral. they always seem to wilt or droop, no matter what i do.”

now it’s zhongli’s turn to be silent as you round another street corner. his eyes are faraway, and maybe he too is lost to a memory. he speaks up a second later, repeating his previous claim, “i’m sure you did your best.”

he finishes this with a chaste kiss on the cheek before stealing the other basket from you.

“i suppose you are right.” there’s only so much your dendro vision can do after all. you did manage to save the other four, and maybe the other can recover in its own time.

the wanmin restaurant beckons in the distance, and feeling lighter than before, you walk up to it. zhongli watches from behind you, and follows even more slowly still. your tale of the glaze lilies has reminded him that you are also ephemeral. he thought he was content with the idea that all mortals are fleeting, their lives brief, until he met you.

even now, he can see your dendro vision glowing green ahead. a fitting vision for a mortal, and a direct contrast to his own godhood.

“well? what are you waiting for?” you call, pulling zhongli back to the present. you hold open the door for him and turn around.

your smile is infectious, and zhongli finds himself pushing his somber thoughts aside. you are a flower, he is stone, and one day he will watch as you wilt and crumble while he remains.

but not yet. not right now. so he quickens his pace and enters the restaurant behind you, breathing in the scent of fresh produce and meals being prepared.

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particular-one · 1 year

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genshin men with their s/o as taylor swift songs

synopsis. assigning a taylor swift song to the following characters with a brief scenario of their relationship with reader. genre. mix of fluff and angst. characters. childe, kaeya, zhongli, al-haitham, and thoma x reader (individual) author's note. if you can't tell, she's my biggest writing inspo. if you guys want other genshin characters for this, lmk!

childe.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ THE GREAT WAR. he was a fatui harbinger, you were a sole survivor of a fatui-orchestrated attack on your village and is now seeking for revenge. you and childe were the epitome of cat and mouse - but the both of you enjoyed the thrill of a chase. the both of you constantly came across each other during your travels, that it’s almost comical how destiny is pitting you against each other. you were always teasing him, and vice versa. he talked about his family back home, to which you gladly listened — but those sweet moments are always fleeting due to the nature of his job, which he never disclosed to you. it pained and annoyed you, being left in the dark, especially when you were starting to fall in love with him. when childe knew of your story, he knew he would do anything to keep his secret … well, a secret. he really took a liking towards you, and he couldn’t bear to see the look on your face if you find out. for now, he was willing to be the hand you reached for whenever you were having a nightmare about your past.

kaeya.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ MINE. you had been dreaming of becoming a knight ever since you were a child, to be a protector of the weak. you loved everything about the knights of favonius, but the last thing you expected to love the most is the charms of mondstadt's cavalry captain. it did not help that you had just gotten out of a bad breakup and the last thing you wanted was another whirlwind romance to end in flames. despite this, kaeya was rather .. different. though he constantly teased you, he actually respected your boundaries and never tiptoed across them. it took you months and years before you realized just how much you've fallen for his whims, which scared you at first. but with every drink, every laugh, and every moment you shared with kaeya, it was undeniable. kaeya, who had liked you since, was pleasantly amused to see your gradual affection for him. though the chances of failure were high and risky, considering how you wanted nothing to do with romance, he still fell in love with you, a careless man’s careful daughter, and he wanted nothing more than to call you his.

zhongli.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ SWEET NOTHING. you were a regular liyue citizen. there was nothing special about you, except for your passion to write poems. you were friends with hutao, which is what got you acquainted to zhongli. it was love at first sight for you, which was embarrassing for you to think about now. the both of you hit it off immediately, but you kept all your feelings to yourself - though you were painfully obvious, hutao notes. you shared zhongli some of the poems you wrote, to which he compliments and praises highly. you summoned up the courage to finally dedicate one to him, which was what got you guys in the soft and tender romance. it was like a fairytale ending, but you never knew of the secret that zhongli hid. although you fell first, zhongli fell harder. he loved each and every poem you wrote for him. when he was feeling forlorn, he would read a poem you wrote for him. when he was happy, he would still do the same. he only wished he could whisper all these sweet nothings to you, not to your tombstone.

al-haitham.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ MASTERMIND. you and al-haitham were one-sided academic rivals, and you were determined to see him fall. maybe, that's why you got along so well with his senior, kaveh, but that was besides the point. you schemed long and hard, until you figured it out! romance! it was outside of the rationality that al-haitham prepared for, which should trip him up. and so, you resolved to make him fall in love with you to distract him - while you swoop in and become one of the best students the akademiya has ever seen! ... except, the more you spend time with al-haitham and attempt to woo him, the more your plan is turned against you. but that couldn't be! you had planned to make him fall, not for you to fall in love with him. while you were too caught up in your master plan, al-haitham had been many steps ahead of you. while you laid the groundwork, there had been a wide smirk on his face - he knew the entire time. al-haitham was amused just by how you would make him fall, without knowing that he, too, was getting strung along to becoming your future partner.

thoma.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ INVISIBLE STRING. you were thoma's childhood best friend. you always spent time with him during his mondstadt days. the both of you were a dynamic duo, but you always felt something more for him. you never got to summon the courage to tell him, though. you did not want to risk your friendship with thoma by overcomplicating the circumstances. when he got stranded in inazuma, your worry increased tenfold and you hadn't heard from him since. it was only when you received a letter with a sakura petals that you cried in relief - that he, the man who still had your heart, was alive. you exchanged letters until you decided to take a trip to inazuma once the borders reopened. your reunion was a rollercoaster -- and you couldn't help it but confess everything to thoma, no matter the risk. thoma had never thought of how attached he was to you until the day he left mondstadt. you never left his thoughts when he was in inazuma - almost as if there was an invisible string tying you to him. it only hit him why he cared about you this much when you reunited with him again, with your words like music to his ears - he cared about you so much and he never wanted to let you go.

written by carlyle (@particular-one). copyright: all content belongs to particular-one on tumblr (2023)

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tartar-sous · 10 months

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a shortened scene from tartaIi fanfic, 隐于浮世之隅 (Hidden in a Corner of the Floating World) by 二十四个亚瑟

brief synopsis : Childe and Zhongli signed a contract, Zhongli will agree to fight as long as Childe succeeded in teaching Zhongli how to properly be mortal. hijinks ensues, feelings suddenly bloom, life decisions questioned.

Link to read here (content : CN, slowburn, misunderstanding, canon divergence pre-3.0, angsty with happy ending at the end, zhongIi is very dense, this fic is quite long)

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genshinology · 1 year

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𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓, 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔. zhongli

(requested by anonymous.)

content; zhongli x gn!reader. historical au to modern au (ig we could say that liyue has been modernised and like teyvat has been shifted into powerless realm without elements (please, bear with me and my stupid imagination ANSBHIQWKNDK)), reincarnation au, soulmates au, not really angst or fluff but like zhongli misses the reader and it shows, mentions of character death. wc; 1.6k (not proofread, let’s gaurr)

a part of my 800 followers event + *gasps* finally i am back to actual writing?!?!?! and get to continue this event??? HAHA ik this is so not my tradition of being inactive most of the part this year eek (btw, i have finals for like the next two weeks, so expect this blog only filled with queued stuff, etc.)

it was raining.

the day zhongli found you back on liyue past, dark days, where he was still the geo archon - all powerful, and craving the power from his people in the archon war, still under the name of morax - zhongli could not understand how you, a mere human without a vision, caught his attention in more ways than one.

sure, he believed that he knew you through guizhong, one of his old acquaintances, but he still could not comprehend how he could seek joy and calmness whenever you were around him, despite him still did not wander around with the body of his human form, zhongli. and how content you were when you knew that he was morax, not a passerby that casually tried to hit up on you.

it was raining, when he saw you working hard, a trait he found himself adored when it came from you, you were his everything back then, until he remembered how dread it was; one day, when the archon war finally came to its end, and news of you died tragically during the battle between gods, along with his close friends.

he could not imagine how helpless you must have been, without the power he often accompanied you whenever you said you were going out to catch up with the outside world. zhongli blamed everything on himself, how he was not able to protect the one people he cherished the most, you.

it was raining, once again, when he found you running towards katheryne, complained something about nearby monster attacks so that the adventurers’ guild could take the problem into their hand.

zhongli remembered how you thanked the receptionist, eyes gleaming with hope. the one emotion that he remembered back hundreds of years ago that was reserved for him. the one emotion he would trade his life for, because the hopefulness in your eyes was the one thing that kept him alive, the one thing that made him determined to be a better god, and he thought he was being deceived when he turned twice to properly look at your figure.

(yes, zhongli was no longer a god that oversaw liyue, but at times like this, he remembered how he was not really a gentle god to begin with, and the presence of you in the old days gave him hope for him to be kinder and wiser, and, he would not hesitate for a brief second if someone asked him how to be a respectable god (because zhongli, more often than not, was asked this question a little bit too much by the other gods and archons alike). he would, surely, answered those questions that you, the little human that he swore had sunshine upon you, was the one that brought the best out of him.)

zhongli could not believe when childe introduced you to him. (it was funny how he met you through his close friend, again.) you were helping xiangling at the wanmin restaurant, and as a regular there, he could not believe that it was really you. the same smile, the same height, the same face, even the same walk, and your kindness in serving other customers, even him, were all still the same. the y/n that he knew, the y/n that he wanted to protect, the y/n that he loved. it was still you, and zhongli knew that deep in your heart, you also sensed a familiarity when you approached him. it was weird, but you managed to introduce you to him, the new part-time worker at the restaurant and that this was your side income.

zhongli was wise, and smart. he, at that time, decided to not being too attached to you, although he assumed that he was actually immune to the death occurrences around him, since he learned that it was inevitable. all mortals he befriended with, all would only go and leave him alone, like how he always be.

but he could not deny the ache in his heart when he longed for your presence and attention, especially when you said you would be going back to your hometown, far away from liyue, and for once, zhongli reminisced the second, most bittersweet goodbye from you, and worst yet, he never knew when you died for a second time. all he knew was you admired him from afar from hu tao, and zhongli regretted his choice back then of not welcoming you into his heart once again.

it was a raining night, where cars and buses bustling around the busy city. the horns from afar, the colourful lights, the coffee in his hand, the droplets of rain that stained the café large window. all things, somehow, made him focused more on the memories of you, and the thousands of emotions that came along with them.

“may i sit here for a while?”

zhongli gave the person a brief nod, not really paying attention due to the fact that he was so deep in his thoughts, before he could feel the sense of familiarity to the person beside him.

zhongli never acted recklessly, often forming his own thoughts of consequences before doing anything, but he could not hide his shock when the person in front of him met his eyes, and, for a fleeting moment, zhongli knew it was you. he just knew.

if soulmates were real, he was so sure now that you were his.

you halted for a moment, part of you was awestruck by the manly aura that radiated off of him, but you could not ignore the tinge of sadness that suddenly overwhelmed you.

“have we.. have we met?” the simple question coming from you was more than enough to make his heart shattered into pieces, not because of the disappointment of you not recognising him - of course you couldn’t remember. you had been going through many stages of life cycles, and he would forever stuck with one - it was the fact that you thought you knew him, almost made the urge to pull you into his arms ten times stronger than ever.

the way zhongli kept on being silent made you quickly realised how off the question was, especially if you had just met a stranger in a downtown café. “wait, i’m sorry for sounding stupid. it’s just - i thought we know each other before but i may be wrong,” you sent an awkward laugh. “and i’m sorry if i am interrupting your personal space, that the rain is pouring and i could not catch the last bus and my umbrella is kinda broken -

“it’s fine, y/n.”

you almost dropped your phone at that. so, you had met. but you could not remember where.

the sadness inside you amplified the more you tried to shrug it off, his voice worsened your confusion to the negative feeling inside you, but, somehow, the more you held eye contact with this beautiful man in front of you, the more relieved you felt.

the sense of familiarity was not something you could ignore, with the fact that the man in front of you could technically be a bad person didn’t even come across your mind. “i know this might sound dumb, or stupid, or both but like - where did we meet?”

“somewhere, and i believe we were close at that.”

thousands of questions surged your mind, how could you forget a person that was close to you? the way you knew he wasn’t lying made your insides felt more relieved. who was this man? and why did you feel so sad? and relieved?

“the name’s zhongli,” he introduced himself to you.

the name struck you once again, but zhongli decided that this was all too much for you by reading your body language. even after centuries had passed, you were still the y/n he knew. “your umbrella broke?”

“i, uhh, yes,” you felt like you were sharing too much information on this guy who you barely knew, but the way he gave you the most gentle smile coming from a man made you knew that you could trust him. it made no sense, how you were not making any sense even in your own thoughts.

“let me offer you a ride. it is late and dangerous.”

you didn’t even doubt him and his words. something about him made you felt safe, and you thought you were the one who acted weirdly in front of him, but you figured that he didn’t mind. perhaps he had always been nice just like this.

“thank you, zhongli,” zhongli sent a small smile, one which pulled the strings of your heart. was this love at first sight, or you were actually close with him before? it was absurd, but you decided not to care with the intrusive thoughts.

either way, your gratitude made zhongli unknowingly blinked his eyes. those were the last words you said at him both times he met you. now, he swore he wouldn’t let you go again, with no responsibility of a god on your first life, and no treatment of platonic relationship with you on the second, he just knew that in this life, he would cherish every moment with you once again.

both of you decided to watch the rain after zhongli treated you with a drink, and, ironically enough, it was the most beautiful, and calming night you had ever seen.

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jamimix · 2 years

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Ain't this just a Dream? (Part 7)

SAGAU x Creator! Reader Warning: Please do be careful as there is blood on the floor and Death knocking at the door.

A cold breeze greets you, waking you up from your deep slumber, yet you kept your eyes closed, mentally and physically still too tired, not wanting to get up yet. Hearing what seems to be the sea is the one that pushed you to do so. After a moment, you let yourself sit upright and finally opening your eyes, shivering as another breeze came by.

You stared blankly at the scenery in front of you, managing to piece together that you’re in Liyue somehow. The last thing that you remembered was Kazuha carrying you to your room, a recollection of feeling the bed beneath you and a brief warm feeling on your forehead. So, how are you here? Why not home?

Honestly, with how tired you are, you don’t really care much. Might as well walk around this… dream? It could be just that.

As you did so, with your dazed and tired self, you weren’t able to notice the people around you shooting you glares, looks of pity, and even looks of absolute confusion. Or maybe you did notice it, you just didn’t have enough energy to do anything about it.

You managed to get near where the Adventurer’s Guild is, slightly distracted after seeing another floating building that seems to be grander than the Jade Chamber, before being stopped and surrounded by Liyue’s guards, the Millelith.

“You are under arrest for impersonating our God!” You chuckled humorlessly. If you wanted to impersonate someone, you'd rather do anyone but yourself. You really just wanted to take a break, to just sleep. Maybe it was tiredness clouding your judgement, unable to stop your mouth opening up to say something. “Would you all just kindly fuck off?”

It’s no surprise when one of the guards tried to impale you, yet it is one when you dodged it, your hand shooting out to the back of his head and somehow rendering him unconscious. You didn’t have enough time to react to your own action as the others then came charging towards you.

It would be quite easy to make them go away, especially with Teyvat following your every order. Sadly, you can't think straight to do so.

“Hold on there, comrade.” A familiar voice called out. Within seconds, each and every one of the guards are down for the count, bloodied and injured yet not dead. You didn’t have to look at your saviour to know who it is, but you did so anyways. A thankful yet tired smile greeted him when he turned around to look back at you, making him grin.

“It’s quite an honor. Why don’t you come with me, your grace?” He says, opening up his bloody arms for you. You ignored the blood, walking closer to him and letting your body fall onto him, closing your eyes to let them rest. If you were able to look at him more thoroughly, you would’ve probably noticed that one of his eyes are hidden behind a red eye patch, him looking more like his beta design.

“Just rest, your grace. I’ll try and get you out of here alive.”

He carried you bridal style, making sure you’re comfortable in his hold, before running to get the two of you out of the city. He doesn’t want to stay too long in a nation that worships a fake.

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Childe curse himself for being too slow. He should’ve just killed the guards from before for more time. Now stood Zhongli and his ‘God’ at the other end of the bridge, blocking it and obviously waiting for him. The said bridge the only exit he could take with you on his arms, there’s no way to avoid this confrontation. The moment he stepped foot on it, two pairs of cold eyes found its way to him.

"Childe, why must you betray our God?"

"Ahh Mr. Zhongli!" A smirk presented itself in his face, but inside, Childe is very worried. He's still just a human after all. He knows he can’t win against the ex-archon. All he could do for now is buy time. No doubt that someone is already coming to save you from here. "Shouldn't you be the one asking yourself that?"

Zhongli glared fiercely at him, though when his eyes started drifting down to you, Childe was quick to adjust his hold, making sure he won’t be able to see your face. Such a sinner don’t deserve the honor of being graced with your appearance.

Zhongli feels some kind of ache after just looking at you. He isn't sure why, but he wouldn't let himself crumble to the likes of an imposter. He threw Childe another glare, before bowing respectfully to his God, asking and waiting for their order to deal with the traitor and the fake.

"Don't kill him, but make it quick. And I want that imposter, alive and unharmed. “There’s a sadistic look on their face. But if one actually knew them well, maybe they would've noticed how fake it is. Just like them.

"I'll deal with them personally."

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An abyssal portal opened up, out came our dear samurai. Kazuha and the others were quick to move out after seeing your room empty. Guilt and regret gnawing at him, despite the other's comforting words that it isn't his fault that you're gone. He should've stayed.

He was the one assigned to Liyue to search for you, then only one who can go in without rousing too much suspicion. While it's known that he travels with The Crux, it's not at all strange to find him going solo.

Stepping into the land of contracts, the wind was quick to tell him where you are. He can feel it nervously and frantically screaming at him to run to your location, almost pushing him with how strong the breeze is. So he did.

Once close enough, he could see the ex-archon and the ginger-haired harbinger fighting one another, the latter in his abyssal form yet it was clear that the fight isn't in his favor. He was confused by the scene at first, that is before he saw you, sitting down on the bridge’s floor and leaning at its railing, looking dazedly at it.

Childe, even after knowing that Zhongli wasn't permitted to hurt you, is doing a great job making sure you wouldn't get caught in the crossfire, all while also keeping an eye on the imposter watching from the side. But one mistake sent him barreling officially out of Liyue. He was quick to get up and avoid the pillar sent to his face. Unfortunately, you are now far from his reach.

He didn't give up though, especially after sensing Kazuha slip in, unnoticed by the ex-archon because of him.

"Weren't you an archon? Is this all you got?" Oh, how Childe love how pissed off he looked.

With the distraction, Kazuha managed to get much closer. And he would’ve felt relieved to see you, if it weren’t for the imposter, walking closer and closer to you, a sword materializing on their hand. He paled, pushing himself to run faster. He can’t have this happening again. He can’t have this happening to you.

Kazuha no longer has his friend’s vision, but somehow, he got there faster in front of you, just in time to block the blade that was aiming to slash you down. Though unlike before, his own sword wasn’t strong enough to counter the other's, snapping in half the moment the two blades clashed.

The incident made the imposter move back before slashing again, but now towards him, forcing him to take step back too while making sure he wouldn’t accidentally step on you. With no weapon to protect you, fear grew in his heart. He tried not letting it show, yet he when he sees the imposter smirk, amusement seeping out of them, he knew he was done for.

“How stupidly brave of you.”

When the imposter's sword came thrusting towards him, Kazuha settled with meeting it personally at its path, blocking it with his own body, the blade going through it. His hands went and kept hold its onto the blade, stopping it more from advancing further, while also using his vision to make a barrier to shield over you. He's getting really tired, but he have no choice. Ignoring the sad yet proud look on his late friend's face, He glared at the imposter, not caring as blood started dripping down from his mouth.

Kazuha would do anything and everything for you. And if it meant taking his last breath, so be it.

I did say sorry.

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One Mora. Two Mora.

Dark!Childe x Female!Reader

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➢𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: Childe took you in when you were at your lowest, now it’s time to pay your debts with gratitude.

➢𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: dark nsfw, smut, dub-con

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Part 02

“Ad astra abyssosque! Welcome to the Adventurers' Guild!”

You nodded politely to the black-haired receptionist you’d come to know well over the last few months after settling in Liyue.

You fled your home in Fontane with the heart of a naive little teenager wanting to see the world for yourself, not knowing that years later the same need for adventure would have you without a proper place to call home and a painfully grumbling belly at all hours.

You’d taken up commissions for scrapes of Mora. Being visionless was a huge factor to your lack of ample work. But not today you swore to yourself, today you’d take up a bounty.

Bounties were notoriously perilous, a job for more experienced guild members, surely you’d get a baffled look at the mere mention, much like the one Katheryne had on her face now.

“Are you sure?“ she probed, “Bounties are dangerous. You could get seriously injured.”

You waved off her concern having heard those words many a time.

“I’m positive. Look I just–“ you sighed, your voice ending in an embarrassed whisper as you leaned in closer with pleading eyes. “I need the Mora. I promise I’m ready, trust me okay?”

The raven haired woman gave your request a hesitant thought before ultimately giving in and fumbling with a scroll containing all the details of the set target.

She slid the scroll over the counter, which you happily took and held close to your chest.

“Here’s a bounty for a Dendro Samachurl that’s been lurking around Mt. Tianheng. Some miners claim that they were attacked while transporting rations to The Chasm.”

You opened the scroll, giving it a once over before nodding and sliding it into your traveling bag.

“Gotcha.”

Killing a Samachurl was a simple task, no more simple than collecting iron ore, you could do it in the dark even.

With a confident nod you thank the uneasy receptionist and make your way to your destination, already tasting the hot meal you’d get with the commission money by the end of the day.

Hm. Must be more than one?

You questioned to yourself as you observed the little foot steps that littered the dirt road you were assigned to.

Now that you were able to track them, the rest should be a piece of cake. Just get rid of them and you’ll have a place to stay for the night.

The alluring thought of your accommodations distracted you so much that you failed to hear the retracting shot of an arrow, the tip just barely missing your neck as the force tousled your hair altering you of your danger.

You wiped your head back, eyes wide and heart hammering at the close call. A flick of your hand summoned your blade; a stingy dull thing that’d mostly been used to whack ore but it was a weapon nonetheless.

Atop a large boulder stood a Hilichurl shooter with its weapon aimed at you, below it a giant Mitachurl holding an equally giant axe and your target: a tiny hydro samachurl.

You cursed under your breathe at your luck. Of course the one time you decide to be brave you get more then you could handle.

You didn’t have time to feel bad for yourself when the Mitachurl took heavy steps towards you, the large axe rose and fell with a vociferous smash, the ground under you crumbling as you narrowly escaped.

Just kill the Samachurl and you’d be done, that’s all the bounty was for anyways.

You gripped your sword tightly, chest heaving heavily as you clutched your injured shoulder to stop the bleeding.

You’ve been trying to finish off the Samachurl but the damn Mitachurl was making it difficult to even get close. You managed to pierce your blade through the shooter’s but not without getting an arrow straight through your left shoulder.

No matter how close you got, how many hits you landed on the Goliath beast, the samachurl would cast a gentle rain above its ally successfully healing it.

You’d used up too much of your energy dodging attacks that you could barely lift your weapon any longer. The amount of blood lost from your wound and the ache in your overworked muscles was a sure death sentence.

With a yelp you flung yourself away from the monsters swinging axe, desperately crawling away from the beasts who only chanted excitedly as you were backed into a corner of the mountain, your eyes frantically darting here and there looking for any exit.

Your eyes caught what looked like cracked and loose stones against the mountain wall from the force of the Mitachurl’s attacks.

A light bulb went over your head.

If you could get the monster to strike the already damaged stones, it would undoubtedly come crashing down and crush them all, maybe even you along with it if you didn’t move fast enough.

You took a shaky breathe, trying to still your nerves before calling out to the monsters.

“Hey you bastards!” You raised your weapon above your head and mocked, “I’m right here, come get me!”

Although you doubt it understood you, your weakened state seemed to be enough for the Samachurl and Mitachurl to grip its large axe and come charging towards you.

You tossed your sword behind your shoulder, expelling it back to particles just in time as the huge weapon came crashing down against the side of the mountain, a deafening rumble shook under your feet barely allowing you to duck and roll out of the way in time.

You dug your heels into the shaking ground using the adrenaline of near death to push you safely out of the way just as boulders the size of tea houses came tumbling down onto the creatures, all that was heard was a small squeak before the telltale sign of dust and ash poured out from under the debris, confirming your success.

But it wasn’t over yet, you didn’t forget about the Hilichurl Shooter that was thrown off it’s base by the impact and was now rushing over to check the damage your quick wit had caused.

Mustering the last of your strength you snuck up behind the creature, your arm recalling your weapon and piercing the blunt blade through its back and straight into its heart.

It’s blood a thick inky substance gushed from its lesion, painting the front of your chest messily.

The Hilichurl fell back, sending you both tumbling to the ground and further piercing itself on your sword, it’s body heavy on your own as you struggled to push it off.

It dusted just as quickly as it came, leaving you sprawled out, covered in a mix of your own blood, mobster blood, sweat and dirt.

You scoffed a small weak smile to yourself at your success. You actually did it, albeit with questionable methods but it was a job well done nonetheless.

Now how the hell were you going to get back to the port before you bled out. Your vision was already getting blurred with the amount of blood lost, and your knees felt like jelly when you tried to get up to dress your wound.

“Over here! I heard someone!”

Your head whipped in the direction of a deep voice, a chorus of heavy foot steps making their way in your direction has you fumbled to get up, holding your sword in shaking hands before you.

They couldn’t have been the miners that crossed these paths. Their voices held a different accent and the footsteps indicated that it was a group. You knew Fatui camps were set up close by making your trek to this location even harder.

What came next confirmed your suspicions.

A group of five Fatui came closer, looking around at the mess of blood and boulders that surrounded you curiously.

Each one was larger and more intimidating than the next as they looked down at you as if you were a mere rabbit in distress.

“Aw it’s just a little lamb. What are you doing out here?” One of the Fatui teased, taking a step closer.

“Don’t take another step! I’m warning you!” You tried to sound intimidating but the way your hands trembled and your face paled gave away just how close to losing consciousness you were.

“Come on baby, we just want to help. Be a good little lamb and stay still yeah?”

You swung your sword in front of you, wincing at the stretch in your injured shoulder. You could probably run, maybe slide down the side of the mountain or you could let these assholes kill you.

Before you could decide falling to your death was better the men suddenly lunged forward, one pair of large hands pining your hands by your and another two holding each of your legs down.

“Son of bitch!” You cursed loudly, the pain in your shoulder shooting up to your head making you dizzy.

“Quiet now, we’ll take care of you. Isn’t that right fellas?” The man, which you deemed their leader, dropped to his knees and ran his hands up and down your trembling sides.

You began to thrash violently, the mix of fear and pain making you delirious.

“Stop! Take anything you want on me just- don’t please!” You pleaded, the black dots in your vision getting thicker and more clouded.

The men above you chuckled at your words, their eyes watching every inch of your body struggle. “Oh we intend on taking– argh!”

It was as if the world began to slow and noise drowned out into a numbing echo in your skull as you fought consciousness.

The hands on your body were gone, instead replaced with the wet mix of blood and dirt caked on your skin.

Your head dropped to the side, the blurry image of the men trying to run away before what looked like a hydro arrow finished them off.

If you didn’t move you’d be next, just move.

It was no use. You’d lost too much blood, you looked back up at the cloudy sky only to catch a quick glimpse of red hair and ocean blue eyes before you let darkness consume you.

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The first thing you noticed when you began to come to was suffocating heat. A soft groan left your weak throat as you began to kick the thick blanket off your body, making a mental note to change your bedding choices later.

Wait? Bedding?

Your eyes shot open, irises frantically looking around as you saw an unfamiliar setting.

You’d been laying on a ridiculously large bed in a huge expensive looking room. It was without a doubt luxurious but with a lived in feel that made it impossible to be a hotel.

What happened? Did someone find you in the wild?

Suddenly the memory of the Fatui agents pinning you down, the sounds of their evil laughter followed by their screams of horror as they were taken out one by one.

Oh god did they kidnap you? Are you going to be sold off somewhere? Were you even in Liyue at all?

You sat up too quickly, a loud wince leaving your dry lips as your injuries reminded you why you were in bed.

You kicked off the thick blanket and inspected your shoulder, now cleaned and wrapped up expertly.

Your clothes were different too. No longer in your usual ragged adventure outfit, you were dressed in what looked like a man’s black t-shirt. It looked almost comically large on your fragile frame and emitted an enticing smell of the ocean and glaze lilies.

The door suddenly creaked open, breaking any thoughts of escape before a dark shadow loomed in, the sound of heavy boots clacked against the tilted floors in your direction.

You pulled the blanket up to shield yourself, hoping that if you played dead the stranger would just throw you out, you really wouldn’t afford to be into anymore debts, mora or moral wise.

Any hopes that you’d fooled your kidnapper were ruined when you felt the mattress dip beside you where the stranger sat.

“How are you feeling? Still groggy from the medicine I bet?” The man’s voice caught you by surprise. It was bright and chipper, nothing like the hoarse deep one you’d think a psycho would have.

You peeked over the end of the blanket just in time to see the man’s hand reaching over to inspect your shoulder.

With a yelp you scooted back up the bed, your back pressed firmly against the headboard as your arms hugged your frame defensively.

“Don’t hurt me!” You croaked, the man’s smile quickly turned to a frown.

“You really think I’d just hurt you after dragging you back here, cleaning you up and making you soup?” The man looked at you indignantly, pointing to the bedside where a steaming bowl of Jewelry soup sat.

Your eyes flicked back to the stranger, his featured young and handsome, almost boyish in a way with deep ocean blue eyes and fiery red hair that made you wonder how soft his curls would be to the touch.

He looked so hurt at your outburst, shoulders slumped down and bottom lip pushed out in a tiny pout.

You felt guilt rain down on you. He was right, he saved you from those evil Fatui, and brought you to his home, he didn’t have to but here he was making an effort to help.

“I guess you wouldn’t want to eat either, I’m sorry for assuming. I’ll let you rest a bit more than you can be on your way.” He sighed and took the soup off the nightstand, making his way to the door.

You hadn’t realized how empty your tummy was but it was enough to have you reaching out to the man, your fingers just barely catching the hem of his gray jacket.

“I-I’m sorry!” You said, “I didn’t mean to be ungrateful, I’m just surprised someone helped me is all.”

If the man didn’t have his back turned to you, you’d been able to see the sly smirk that stretched his lips at your apology.

He quickly changed his expression to one of compassion when he turned, taking his place back on the edge of the bed beside you.

“Don’t apologize, you’re safe now.” He flashed a friendly smile that was enough to bring down your walls, you found yourself fiddling shyly with the blanket on your lap as he scooted closer with the bowl.

“I’m Childe by the way.”

“Oh! I’m (y/n)! Thank you so much for rescuing me back there. If it wasn’t for you I don’t know what would have happened…” you looked down at your hands as tears began to sting your eyes.

“Shh,” Childe hushed, one hand gently patting your head. “Like I said, you’re safe now. No one is going to hurt you doll.”

He held the bowl up as a means of distraction, even if the sight of you looking so pitiful and helpless excited him.

“Hungry?”

Before you could even open your mouth your stomach gave a loud and angry rumble that had your cheeks flushing bright in embarrassment.

Childe laughed, a sound that made your heart squeeze, as he dipped the spoon into the soup and then held it to your lips.

You blinked at him with wide eyes.

“Come on don’t give me that look.” He tsked, nudging the spoon against your bottom lip gently.

“You can’t put stress on your wound and I want to make sure you’re eating well.”

You didn’t need to be told twice as you gladly let the man feed you the warm soup.

You couldn’t help the moan of satisfaction that bubbled in your throat as you tasted the yummiest dish you’ve ever had.

As you ate, enjoying that your poor tummy was finally filling with actual food, Childe was preoccupied with his own treat.

Watching your soft plump lips wrap around the spoon as you ate, or your pink little tongue coming out to lick any broth was enough to have dangerous images flash in his mind.

It was already enough that you were seated in just his t-shirt, and the way you looked at him like he was a God-sent was just too tempting.

“Slowly now.” He cooed, setting the spoon down and swiping his thumb across the corner of your lips as a drop of broth escaped.

You swallowed the food in your mouth thickly, embarrassed at how messy you were being.

“I’m sorry,” you started, “This is the first meal I’ve had in a while.” Your head hung low in shame but Childe was quick to tilt your gaze back up with two fingers under your chin.

“I know.” Was all he said.

Your eyes widened at his words, thoughts scrambling for an answer but he beat you to it.

“I’ve seen you around the harbor doing odd jobs for scraps. I was actually going to offer you a job but you ran off for the bounty before I could reach you.”

You nodded along, trying to remember if you’d ever seen the man around but you couldn’t recall a single memory.

“So that’s why you were in the mountains too.” You thought aloud. “W-Wait did you say you wanted to give me a job?”

You leaned in, almost as if making sure you didn’t mishear him.

The red-head laughed and nodded. “That’s right a job. You see my job is pretty demanding and I rarely have time to take care of my place or to relax.”

Your brows furrowed as you listened. “So you need a maid?”

Childe hummed and patted his chin as if thinking.

“Something like that. How about this. You come work for me, you’ll have a roof over your head and hot meals everyday and in return you help me out.”

Childe watched the gears in your pretty little head turn at rapid speeds, weighing your options. Not like you had much anyways, the man was kind enough to take you in, care for you and feed you, and now he just wanted someone to clean and you wouldn’t go hungry? You’d be stupid to say no.

“I’ll do it!” You said after a brief thought.

Childe’s eyes glimmered with unspoken glee at the fact that you fell right into his trap.

“Good. Get some rest, we’ll discuss further details once you’re better.”

And with that, he left you to your thoughts.

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Childe kept true to his word. Once you were fully healed he’d ask you to do basic housework like dusting his office, tidy the bedroom, wash the dishes.

It was easy work so you never really understood why you needed to wear an embarrassingly short uniform and the need for Childe to assist you so much.

He stood behind you when you dusted, his hard chest pressed against your back only for a second to grab something.

As you washed the dishes, Childe would playfully slip his fingers into the hem of your washing gloves, his rough fingers tickling your smaller palms.

But that was nothing compared to the fact that he had you sleep in his bed. He said bad people were after him so he needed to protect you at all times just in case which you naïvely accepted.

It was on one of these nights when you’d just finished your bath and was tucked comfortably into Childe’s chest that you began to really notice how he treated you.

Bosses didn’t let their hands roam down dangerously close to your lower back, cause goosebumps to rise under your thin nightgown right?

Childe must have sensed your tensed muscles as he tapped his fingers on your lower back.

“Something on your mind?” His voice rumbled his chest, dusting your cheeks pink at how sultry it was.

“Um– actually…” you tried to push away any inappropriate thoughts as you formed your sentences carefully.

“You mentioned back when you gave me this job that you wanted me to help you relax. W-When we’re close like this… does it help?”

Childe paused for a moment before a laugh shook his figure. He suddenly pushed you down against the sheets, his legs and arms caging you under him, your thighs spread as he rested between them as if it was the most causal thing to do.

You flushed deeply as your hands shot down to pull your night gown down, shielding your exposed panties from his hungry eyes.

“Oh baby it helps in so many ways, but it’s also so–“ he leaned down pressing his lips to your ear, “troubling for me.”

You tried to bite back the gasp that threatened to leave your lips as his hot breath fanned against your skin.

“Am I doing something wrong?” You frowned, worried that you were going to be thrown out.

The red-head chuckled as he pulled back a bit, his face merely inches away from your own.

“You are. You’ve been troubling me since I first saw you and you don’t even notice.”

He watched in amusement as your face fell, tears slowly springing to your eyes.

It was cruel to tease you like this but you were so pretty with little tears in your (e/c) orbs he couldn’t help himself. He brought his head down to kiss the scar on your shoulder lovingly.

“But you’re a good girl. You work hard, and I know you’ll continue to help me right?”

You nodded almost immediately, wanting nothing more than to fix whatever it was you messed up.

The man reached down, taking one of your hands into his own, pressing your open palm against the growing bulge.

You gasped, eyes going comically wide at his actions. His large hand cupped yours giving you no room to pull away as he pressed your hand harder against himself forcing you to feel how thick and heavy he was.

“This is what you do to me. Every time you bend over to clean something, every time you let out those cute little whimpers in your sleep, every time you bat those pretty lashes at me I get like this. You’ll take responsibility right? You agreed to it.”

You felt your heart thump dangerously quick in your ears, your mind fumbling to make sense of all this.

He was right, you did agree. Were you really seducing him? You didn’t want to be thrown out, you never wanted to feel the ache in your belly from hunger, the hard ground under you as you tried to sleep through the freezing nights.

Never again.

You took a steady breath, looking the man in the eye as your slightly trembling fingers gave a gentle squeeze around his bulge.

Childe broke out into a wolffish grin, wasting no time as he dove in to kiss the air right out of your lungs.

Your mind felt foggy as Childe undressed the both of you down to bare skin, the chill air hitting all of your most delicate parts farther showing how truly exposed to were to those ocean eyes.

You struggled to keep up with the hot kiss, his own lips dominating yours in such a slow and intimate way that sent the most trembling shivers down your spine.

He gently licked his way into your mouth, his larger tongue playing lewdly with your own as his hands wandered down to cup one of your breasts.

Childe swallowed any moans that left your swollen lips as he pinched and tugged at your hardened nipples, switching between the two until you weakly pushed at his shoulders indicating that you couldn’t breathe any longer.

He broke the kiss first, a thin clear string of your mixed saliva connecting your lips to prove your doubts wrong.

He moved his kisses from your cheeks down your neck until he reached your peaks, wasting no time as he enclosed his mouth over your right nipple and flicking the sensitive flesh with his tongue.

Your back arched as a drawn out moan escaped you.

“Hm, impatient aren’t we?” He chuckled as you pushed your chest up higher, your body moving on its own to chase that delicious feeling.

“Ah– no don’t–“ you whimpered, one hand coming up to try and silence your pathetic moans and gasps while the other grasped the silk sheets below you.

“If you keep doing- hah… that I’ll–“

Childe pulled away with an obscene pop before sitting up, hooking his hands under your knees as he went and pulled them apart leaving you utterly exposed to him.

“Ready to cum just from having your nipples played with a little? My my what a lewd little body you have.”

His dark eyes slowly dragged down your frame till they drank up the sight of your cute drooling cunt clenching desperately around nothing.

Moving down to rest between your legs, his wide shoulders blocked your thighs from closing.

You couldn’t hold back the loud gasp when you felt Childe’s thumbs pull your lips apart and spit directly onto your entrance.

Everything about it was so filthy.

“If I had known you were this slutty I would have taken you right on that mountain when I found you. Maybe let those Fatui live so they could watch this soaking pussy take my cock like it was made too Hm?”

He blew a puff of hot air against your twitching clit, making you squeak and shoot your hands down to bury themselves in his red locks.

You couldn’t speak no matter how hard you tried to deny his words, especially with the way he was now flicking his tongue against your clit, lapping hungrily like a man starved.

Each swipe of his tongue had the knot in your tummy tighten harder and harder, your muscles just has tense and aching as the sensation forced your eyes to roll back.

If you would have known this is what he meant by helping him relax you would have questioned your work ethic much sooner.

Childe couldn’t help but let a deep groan out at how sweet you tasted on his tongue, the way you absolutely gushed on him painting his lips and chin messy with your slick and the sinful moans that slipped past your kiss swollen lips was enough to have him bucking into the mattress below for any friction against his leaking erection.

He could have mercy on you and take you right now, let your obviously untainted body adjust to his assault but Childe wasn’t a merciful man.

He pulled away for just a second, successfully suppressing your whines of protest when he closed his lips around your cunt and sucked.

Your hips stilled their incessant movement as stars exploded in your eyes. A loud cry ripped from your throat and your fingers tugged hard on the man’s hair, earning an appreciative groan as he eagerly drank up your essence.

Heat traveled up to your cheeks and ears when you saw the mess you created on Childe’s face, but his satisfied smile and hooded eyes told you he was more than okay with it.

“Ready to quit on me now baby?” He laughed at your fucked out expression, the force of your first orgasm already bidding your eyes shut in exhaustion.

Childe clicked his tongue as he settled back between your thighs, this time bringing his leaking cock head to rub lazily against your sensitive clit.

You gave a soft whine and looked down, your breath getting caught in your throat at his sheer size.

You knew it was big from just touching it earlier but seeing it resting on your tummy was astonishing.

“Its not gonna fit!” You protested, placing both hands on the man’s shoulders. “It’s too big!”

Childe bit back a moan, lining up his thick cock head before starting to bully his way into your tight body.

“You know what you’re doing to me don’t you?”

Your whole being tensed as fire ignited into your veins and shot out to every single inch of you.

The tears that stung painfully at your doe eyes now ran waterfalls down your tear-stained cheeks as every inch pushed in felt like your body was being ripped apart.

Even breathing was a delicacy you could not taste. Your eyes were fixed wide onto the smooth expanse of ceiling above you but still, you could not see.

“F-Fuck. So damn tight.” Childe hissed through a clenched jaw. Your greedy cunt was wrapped so tightly around him he could barely move. Each inch pushed in made his mind dizzy with lust.

You really were made for him. The way you babbled and whimpered so cutely, your body arching and trying to pull away only further awakening something so dominant and feral inside him. He needed to ruin you.

Without a another moment wasted he took a tight grip on your hips and slammed you all the way down onto his cock, forcing the last few inches in without a care.

He already had you where he wanted, now he couldn’t wait to take what was his.

Ignoring your yelps and cries he pulled his hips back and began a ruthless pace, taking your body for his own selfish pleasure.

“Shit, look at this little cunt sucking me in… don’t hide your face baby I wanna see you sob for me.”

The red head gave a breathy chuckle as you shoved your face into the side of your pillow, the material soaking up your tears as Childe’s relentless pace only quickened.

You felt like your whole body was being torn apart, your drooling pussy struggling to take him with ease but that wasn’t the cause of your turmoil, no it was that you liked it.

The burning stretch, the tight grip on your thighs, the painful slap of the man’s hips against your reddening ass.

All of it was so lewd and you liked it.

You obeyed as looked back up towards Childe, your eyes trying to focus but the pain of the stretch was now giving you a dangerously delicious high.

Childe let go of one of your thighs in favor of pinching your cheeks between his thumb and pointer finger with an insulting laugh.

“You like being taken like this huh? Like being nothing more than a tight little hole for me to use?”

You couldn’t help but cry out at his words, the fire in your body only igniting hotter as he spat degrading filth down at you as his pace only grew more and more until your moans were almost drowned out by the sensual sound of wet skin on skin.

“You gonna cum already? Can’t this slutty body last more than two minutes?” Childe groaned as you clenched around him even tighter than possible, his own release approaching quickly.

“Ch-Childe– ple-ah!” You choked on a sob your arms shooting up to wrap around the man’s back with your nails digging painfully down Childe’s skin leaving angry red lines.

Childe cursed at the added mix of pleasure pain, his hips beginning to falter as he desperately used you to reach his high.

He was so close, he just needed to feel you fall apart before him.

Without a second thought he released his grip on your cheeks and began a cruel assault on your clit, the rough pads of his fingers being the final push to send your whole being into a maddening phase of ecstasy.

Try as he might Childe couldn’t help but stop his rough pace abruptly as you gushed around his thick cock, soaking his pelvis and sheets with your release.

Your eyes rolled back and your back arched beautifully before the most whorish shout of his name released past your kiss swollen lips.

Fuck fuck fuck

You were doing this on purpose, you wanted to destroy him.

Childe kept his hips flush against your ass only for a moment before he pulled out and made quick work to straddle your chest, gripping his cock with a moan and pressing the leaking head against your lips.

“Open. Now.” He demanded, his dark eyes leaving no room for arguments to which your mouth parted and stretched painfully around his thick girth.

It was easy for him to grip your hair and continue his ruthless pace, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat turning you into a gagging drooling mess.

Childe wiped a few of your tears away before a loud curse ripped through his throat and he forced your head down until your nose was buried in his soft tuft of hair.

The head of his cock stretched your throat open, forcing you to sputter and drink down every last drop of this thick hot load.

Childe kept you in place even for a few more seconds, even as your palms weakly tapped his thighs for mercy.

He released your hair and watched you lay limp against the sheets, looking absolutely destroyed for him.

“Good girl,” he cooed brushing your sweaty hair out of your eyes, “I’ll make sure you’re stuffed full everyday from now on.”

And he did keep his promise.

After that night Childe didn’t so much as let you blink without him all over you.

He’d take you anywhere anytime, on every surface of his place. He was addicted, even forbidding you from wearing anything that took too long to peel off of you so most of the time your poor body was exposed in some way or another.

Just like now, as he had you pinned face down on his desk at Northland Bank, his hand pulling your hair back as he pounded into you with jealous rage.

You’d finally found out his actual identity, as did everyone else but it wasn’t hard to figure out, especially when Childe shamelessly had you cookwarm him during meetings.

Everyone knew better than to even so much as breathe near you least they want their heads shipped back in a box to their families.

But some couldn’t help but steal glances here and there. They were all curious of who managed to occupy their bosses attention so vastly that he was willing to kill even his own.

“Did you enjoy having all those rookies eye fuck you huh? You love when people stare at this perfect body and wish they were in my position don’t you?”

Childe hissed into your ear as his merciless pace knocked the breath from your lungs.

You tried to speak, tried your best to cry out that no you were only his but once jealousy took over the man you could only brace yourself, even if his punishments left you trembling with more need.

You could feel every inch of his leaking cock, the head hit your cervix in a toe-curling sting that made the knot in your tummy tighten too quickly.

“Maybe I should just knock you up.” He said, forcing your eyes wide in shock, “Should fill your belly so full they’ll know who you belong to.”

Since he’d began using you to his hearts desire, not once had he released inside your cunt, always choosing to finish on a part of your body or make you drink it.

You nodded your head as much as you could in his grasp, wanting nothing more than to be absolutely stuffed full with him.

“Pl-please! Please Childe, yes yes!” You whimpered, trying to drive your point home by pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts.

“Fill me up please! Make a mess of me, please pleasepleaseplease–“

A dark laugh was heard before you, a cold shiver freezing your whole soul as you saw a tall man with golden eyes staring curiously down at you.

“Mr. Zhongli, you’re here early.” Childe greeted his friend as sweetly as if he wasn’t busy rearranging your guts in front of him.

“I finished work early so I thought I’d surprise you.” Zhongli casually took a seat before you, smiling politely to his friend.

Shame filled you to your bones as Childe’s pace never faltered, the two men chatting away as if you were even in the room.

You really were just a little play thing for Childe, something for him to use and play with no matter who was also there.

The knot in your belly was becoming undone much to your distress. Sure you’d met Mr. Zhongli a hand full of times but he’d never seen you so cock-hungry and desperate before.

The away your hands gripped onto the wide desk under you for leverage, your bruised neck and hips showing off Childe’s pretty work, and those eyes.

Those beautiful orbs that looked hazy with lust, tears spilling down and ruining documents under you.

You were beautiful before but now you were a work of art.

But Zhongli knew better than to get any funny ideas. Even he wasn’t ignorant to Childe’s wrath especially when it came to the cute little doll he always had on his arm.

You bit your lip hard, tasting blood as you desperately tried to hold off your climax but the embarrassment of being so roughly taken in front of someone else was doing wonders for you.

Childe seemed to have noticed your distress if it weren’t for the way your pussy clenched unconsciously tighter around him whenever Zhongli replied in that deep silky voice of his.

“Say Mr. Zhongli, since my cute baby here has been such a good girl for me I think she deserves a reward. She seems to enjoy hearing you speak–“

Suddenly you were lifted up and sat back down into Childe’s lap as he sat and hooked his arms under your thighs, exposing your messy cunt shamelessly to his best friend.

Zhongli successfully help back a groan as he watched your clit twitch and your breasts bounce beautifully with every thrust up.

You were so so close, you moaned and sobbed out pleas for release, you couldn’t take it anymore you were going to break.

“So– fuck, so Mr. Zhongli. It’s your call. Do you give this slutty body permission?”

“Please!” You begged, your hands reaching back to dig your nails into Childe’s arms. “Please let me cum, I can’t anymore– I’ll be good please!”

Zhongli’s arms crossed over his chest in content at the little display in front of him but unlike Childe he did have a compassionate bone in his body.

With eyes that glowed gold with unspoken promises, he muttered one command.

“Cum.”

You couldn’t hold back the loud sob as you came undone in front of the previous Archon, your cunt spasming and squirting messily all over the red-heads thighs sending him into his own release as he held you down and shot his hot thick load into you till it dripped out lewdly around his cock.

You lay slumped against Childe’s chest, every muscle in your body aching and your abused cunt feeling so full and sore but despite everything you couldn’t help the fucked out smile on your lips as you were positioned back on the desk, the sound of Mr. Zhongli’s zipper going down bringing you bliss.

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