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#but it was to diluc so i still won
mishantics · 1 year
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my hu tao looks a little different
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alsoyooraiyah · 8 months
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Diluc’s beat Kazuha in being the fastest 80 and 8/8/8 I’ve got and now I want him to outdo Kaveh in getting to max friendship
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salsflore · 1 year
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it’s december 31st which means— happy birthday to my beloved fiancé ♡ he’s sooo silly but i just love this old man so much he’s super lame but he means everything to me!!!!
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enden-k · 2 years
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coughs up blood
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muncaster · 2 years
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won three 50/50s in a row last night shoutout tighnari
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angelltheninth · 7 days
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Kaeya, Diluc, Arlecchino, Childe, Dottore, Pantalone, Neuvillette and Zhongli telling reader to sit still while they finish work and her replying with “Come over here and make me.”
They could not make me actually!
Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Childe, Dottore, Pantalone, Arlecchino, Neuvillette, Zhongli x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, being held down, sitting on their lap, late night work, distractions, flirting
A/N: I was debating weather to write smut or fluff. Fluff won.
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1. “Come over here and make me.”
Kaeya will gladly take a break for a while to indulge his cute girlfriend. he told you to wait for him but he didn't think it would take that long. The break for kisses will make it last even longer. But at least you won't be fussy anymore, which is a good thing then.
Diluc checks on you every once in a while but he didn't expect your boobs in his face the next time he looked up. He ignored your warning so now you're here, sitting down in his lap and making it impossible for him to work. And yes, this is his fault.
Childe takes you up on that challenge all too eagerly. Truth be told he was looking for an excuse to stop working and you just gave him the perfect one. How can he work with you looking at him like that and tempting him to come forward and kiss you breathless.
Dottore agrees to do just that, he didn't have you as his girlfriend for nothing. You remind him to take breaks, before his body breaks that is. Without you he'd be stuck in his lad for days, months even, you deserve a reward in form of as many kisses you you want.
Pantalone feels sorry for asking you to wait for him. If he knew it would take this long for him to finish these reports he wouldn't have asked you to wait for him. Now you're bored and distracting him, he's not getting out of this office without stress release, for you both.
Arlecchino tells you to watch your bratty tone, you know she's not above disciplining you. It's like you enjoy pushing her buttons, seeing long it takes for her to walk over to you, make you choke on her gloved fingers. You need to learn to do as you're ordered.
Neuvillette looked up at you with wide eyes and pink ears. That tone is very familiar to him but you never had it in his office. Whatever you're thinking isn't gonna happen because he needs to work and he will hold you down with his tail if he has to.
Zhongli beckons you closer, the exact opposite of what you asked for. As soon as you're within his reach he pulls you onto his lap and kisses your neck, whispering that you should stay still if you don't want any accidents to happen. You almost got caught once before.
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pinkworldone · 5 months
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Hidden Feelings
yandere! Genshin x reader
characters: Cyno, Wanderer, Diluc.
Idea: you always say "good morning" and always talk to them, even if some do not say anything or just insult you back, you were in love, so you refused to realize that they were "evil", however, hear comments from other people and their friends saying that it was not worth it. You opened your eyes, stopping talking to them every morning and always being on they side, but what you didn't know was that these little moments were adorable for each of them.
tw: yandere content; mentions of aggression and death; not too much yandere here, but it’s okay
+Cyno Art! Sorry, I was having trouble drawing the part of Diluc and Wanderer...
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CYNO
–You were just another worker who had been saved by him, you also heard comments from the incredible General Mahamatra, leaving you with an exactly delusional idea of what he was like and making you fall in love slowly. Initially, you always greeted Cyno out of politeness, smiling sweetly and saying "good morning" or other depending on the time.
– However, Cyno barely answered back, just a quick answer and walk away, not giving you much room to start a more normal conversation. However, you had not yet given up and continued, even trying to have lunch and learn that card game that he seemed to like.
– Still, his reactions continued... few. No right smile and I also didn't come to you, always waiting for you. Exactly for this reason, your friend decided to try to open your eyes and adding to the comments you heard from your colleagues - calling him an idiot for looking for an impossible love - you finally understood and decided to walk away.
– Cyno noticed the change quickly, it started with you passing by him and not greeting him with his cute and gentle smile, he thought you were just busy on the day or with something in mind; however, he continued for the rest of the week, you no longer had lunch with him or tried to play TCG.
– He didn't sketch that much reaction abroad, but he was extremely confused, did he do something wrong? Did it hurt you? Maybe he was too hard while teaching you TCG?! It was not possible, Cyno still remembered your smiles while you carefully learned the game and your cute scream when a character died or lost!
– So, he decided to go to you, observing that you were playing tcg with someone else, a strange feeling took over, seeing that person so close and still touching you to teach how to play. your reactions are so adorable, but it wasn't him who was making you have those cute expressions, but another person!
– Everyone noticed the change in the General's tone, Cyno tried to act cool and pretend that none of this had affected him, maybe you were just training to surprise him? Like: "let's fight again, this time I trained a lot and I'm going to win!" Saying all this with a confident smile that he loved.
– Days. Weeks. 1 month, 2... All right, Cyno had already been angry enough, it was not possible that you were trained for so long, he would challenge you to a TCG battle and win!
– Your dear friend was on your side while he watched you play against Cyno, he expected another reaction when you lost, of course your surprise was cute, but seriously you had to call your friend so sweetly asking to train more?!
– Cyno played against his coach and won, hoping you would realize how amazing he was!
– You didn't.
– Now Cyno didn't understand, he has an immense moral compass that could not be corrupted by killing a person out of jealousy, but making him disappear was a great idea. So the plan was made, now that your coach has disappeared, your only coach should be him!
– and no, you didn't go to Cyno. The man was almost giving up! But no, no, no! He simply starts to get closer to you, trying to show the small (giant) passion.
"Let's go out today" Cyno simply said on his side, did he have free time? You just nodded with a smile, maybe he just wanted to play some TCG with you...
– After a while, you began to be titled as "General Mahamatra's partner", everyone whispered when you passed by and also feared a little talking to you. Did ignoring him for two months cost that much?
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WANDERER
– Being his partner in class was quite fun and irritating, but you still fell in love with his good looks and intelligence — even more so because of his looks, but don't tell anyone that! You always greeted him with a kind smile even when he grumbled and didn't say anything back, you sat next to him every day, trying to talk and even managed to, always with a smile that it’s too cute.
– You also paid attention in class, but sometimes, Wanderer would disturb you and take your attention, making the teacher fight with both of you, and Wanderer would continue, it's not like he cared!
– This lasted a long time, until one day he was a little meaner, calling you annoying and insulting you with all the horrible things possible, telling you to get away from him and you actually did it, with your head down. Wanderer was surprised, he just expected you to insult him back like always and sit next to him without caring! "Just being an idiot, come back tomorrow..." he thought, but it's been two weeks and you haven't come back to him, hell, you even stopped greeting Wanderer, you ignored his existence.
— Do you want to play this stupid game? It's okay, he's going to play this stupid game... He doesn't last, he's simply used to your cute smile and seeing you giving that smile to someone else?! your cute greetings to another?! no way.
— Wanderer is sitting next to you this time, making sure no one comes closer and leaves you two alone as it should be. disturbing you in the middle of class, pulling you to have lunch with him and spend the day with him; Even speaking for you, but not in a cute way, Wanderer sees the others approaching, asking if you are free, he simply replies "no" and insults them until they want to give up on life.
– — If Wanderer observes someone being too kind and silly by your side, that person will "give up" the next day, with a few bruises here and there. Forces you to hold his hand and act like a cute couple, are you uncomfortable? He doesn't care, you were always his from the first moment.
DILUC
– You were fighting indirectly with Donna, a woman who also likes Diluc, your passion for him grew so fast and strong, look at him, so strong and incredible, owner of his own industry! You were lucky that your friend always drank and all his get-togethers ended up at the tavern, always giving you the opportunity to admire the man from afar.
– You took the opportunity to sneak away and be close to him, not your drunk friends, you shared the same drink, neither of them drank wine or alcoholic beverages, you thought it was destiny! So I almost always stopped by and visited, hoping Diluc would be there. He wasn't there, but that's okay, you had fun talking to Charles!
– Then you started hearing the nasty comments, commenting on what an idiot you are, how impossible this relationship would be and that he didn't deserve you. You were just another delusional person blinded by love. Such comments made you stop visiting the tavern frequently, going only when your friends invited you.
– Diluc was quick to notice the change, you sat in the corner, just waiting for your friends to get tired or most of the time, you got up (this always made his heart warm, preparing the words he would say to you thinking about how he memorized your favorite topic), however, you just walk towards the door and leave the tavern without even saying "goodbye".
– He ends up hearing the gossip from his friends, some even told him that you forgot about him and that you didn't love him anymore, even calling him an idiot! It's okay that Diluc barely showed any reactions or happiness when you greeted him, but it always made his day better.
– You had returned with your friends, drinking your juice while listening to them chatter about something, you were still surprised that Diluc hadn't kicked them out; some fainted, others were very focused on a side conversation, you got up and headed towards the door. Only to be stopped by Diluc asking you to sit down and have a talk with him.
– Diluc could see you nervous, how sad your look seemed every time you left, he was happy when you accepted and sat down to talk. Wow, how long has it been since he talked to you? see that cute smile and clumsy mannerisms?! He loves you, damn it!
– It was just a contract, his parents would never deny him a marriage, so why not bring up the topic? And… Your answer hurt him, "no", Diluc had to accept it and just let you leave. He tried to ask for your consent, but it seems like you rejected him, it's okay, he can ask your parents for your hand!
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genshinluvr · 9 months
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Sick Days 2
Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader
Summary: The men are sick, and it's your duty to nurse them back to their healthy selves. Yes, the men are sick— all twenty-seven of them are ill, and you're the only one who's taking care of them. Some of them made it easier for you, but others made it complicated for you. It's a good thing you don't have emetophobia.
Note: This is highly requested by either three people or one person. Either way, I'm surprised someone wanted part two of the previous mini-fic because I felt iffy about the first part. Anyway, I am back from my vacation! That means we can finally get back to the longer fics because this upcoming week will be a villain!isekai'd!reader fic because it won the voting on Tumblr and Discord :> I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).
Warnings: The men are sick, and some of them are vomiting
Word Count: 3.5k
This is part two of Sick Days.
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RING!
“Onikabuto booboo bear! I’m hungryyy!”
You run to the left side of the room with a tray of food in your hands. “Coming!”
RING!
“Sweetheart? Can you get me water? My throat is feeling parched.”
You run to the nearest water pitcher, grab a glass cup and fill it with water. “Give me a moment!” You holler. After filling the cup with water, you run to the right side of the room, making sure not to spill any water on the wooden floor.
RING RING!
“Snookums!!!! I’m cold! Can you get me an extra blanket and maybe cuddle with me?”
You run toward the piles of blankets on the table and search for the softest blanket you can find. The thicker and softer the blanket, the better it is. You don’t want any of them to be cold and feel uncomfortable while ill. You know how your boyfriends are—when they’re feeling unwell and sick, they need your attention around the clock. While searching through the mountain of blankets, you hear someone cough loudly.
Without looking, you announce over your shoulders, “Make sure to cough into your elbows and keep your masks on. You guys wouldn’t want to get me sick, now, do you?”
“No,” Aether mutters before sniffling under his face mask.
Zhongli sighs, rubbing his throbbing temples. “Apologies, dearest.”
“Childe, you can’t just ask [Y/N] to cuddle with you. You’ll get them sick, and if they get sick—”
Diluc was interrupted by Childe coughing loudly into his elbows, causing the redhead to roll his eyes and scoot toward the edge of his bed. Childe drops his arm to his side and narrows his eyes at Diluc before snuggling into his blanket, shivering like a chihuahua.
After what feels like forever, you finally found the perfect blanket for the poor, shivering Snezhnayan. You pull the blanket from the pile and walk to Childe’s bed. Childe’s eyes light up, and he sits on the bed, making grabby motions as you get closer to his bed. You decided to have the men stay in the infirmary at the estate instead of their bedrooms because, to you, it’d be easier to tend to each person if they were all in the same room instead of scattered around the estate. 
Well, at least that’s what you assumed. Now look at you— running from each side of the room to tend to each person’s needs, from getting water, cooking, and feeding your sickly boyfriends to getting them extra pillows and blankets if they’re in need, and so much more. It’s safe to say that you’re getting your daily exercise.
“I think I found the perfect blanket for you, Childe. It’s warm and really soft,” you say proudly, tossing the blanket over his shivering body.
Childe smiles at you beneath his face mask before grabbing you by the wrist while you adjust the blanket over him. You pause and look at the ginger Harbinger curiously. For someone who’s sick, Childe still has his strength because he somehow managed to pull you onto his bed. You stumble forward, making sure not to crush him when you land on his bed. Childe wraps his muscular arms around your neck and his legs around your thighs.
“Well, hello to you too,” you mumble, head resting against the crook of Childe’s neck.
Childe doesn’t reply. Instead, he sighs with contentment before rolling over to his side, bringing you with him. You snort and run your hands through his unruly, ginger hair. You pause and squeeze your eyes shut after feeling Childe’s damp hair. Oh, dear Archons. You pull your hands from Childe’s hair and wipe your hand on your shirt. Childe doesn’t seem to notice your slight change of behavior as he continues to nuzzle against you, sighing with contentment. You hear a disgruntled sigh coming from the small infirmary bed beside Childe’s bed. You peek from Childe’s neck to see Diluc and Al Haitham glaring holes into the back of Childe’s head. 
Al Haitham sniffles, crossing his arms over his chest. “Childe, you shouldn’t cuddle with [Y/N], or else you’ll get them sick too,” Al Haitham grumbles, continuing to glare at the ginger Snezhnayan.
“How are you freezing when you’re from Snezhnaya? Aren’t you used to the cold?” Venti asks from the other side of the room.
You chuckle. “Just because Childe is Snezhnayan doesn’t mean he’s used to the cold. Besides, Childe freezing due to being sick and being in a cold environment are two different things,” you say.
You pat Childe’s head and roll off the infirmary bed. Childe whines with protest, grabbing the hem of your shirt and attempting to pull you back to his bed, only for the hem of your shirt to slip through his fingers. Childe pouts and remains in bed, gazing at you with puppy dog eyes. You walk to the person closest to the medicine cart and adjust the pillow under his head.
“How are you feeling, Baizhu? You’re usually the one caring for us all and giving us medication, but today you and I switched spots,” you say, grabbing the medicine bottle with his name on the bottle and uncapping it.
Out of every sick man in the infirmary, you’re worried about Baizhu the most. Baizhu’s health is more at risk, and he’s prone to catching illnesses quickly out of the twenty-seven men. You’re grateful to have Baizhu give you some pointers on what medication to give each man in the infirmary, how much they need to take their medicine, and how often they need to take them.
Baizhu coughs into his elbow, wincing when he feels a sharp pain in his chest. “I could be worse, but with your assistance, I should be okay,” Baizhu wheezes.
You take out two pill tablets for Baizhu and hand them to the green-haired man. Baizhu takes his face mask off, throws the two pills into his mouth, and grabs the cup of water from your hands before downing the water to wash down the pills. Baizhu hands you the cup before lying on the bed. Changsheng, on the other hand, is perched on Baizhu’s lap, slowly slithering up to the green-haired man’s chest and staying there.
“How did we all get sick simultaneously? This sucks,” Kaveh sniffles from the other side of the infirmary, rubbing his red and irritated nose.
Just when Kaveh’s about to say more, his cheeks suddenly puff up, and he covers his mouth with his hands. Everyone stares at Kaveh, watching his pale, sickly skin gradually turn light green. Oh no. You recognize the expression. You rush to the trash can, grab it, and run to the other side of the infirmary to give Kaveh the trash can before he can spew bile all over the place.
Kaveh whimpers a ‘thank you’ before dry heaving into the trash bin. The others close their eyes and cover their ears while you look away, rubbing Kaveh’s back as he vomits into the trash can. After a few minutes, Kaveh wipes his mouth with the back of his hand while you take the vomit-filled trash can from his hands.
“I think you should go brush your teeth, Kaveh. Wouldn’t want to have vomit breath, now, do you?” Scaramouche asks, his nose scrunching up with disgust. 
Kaveh sighs and shoots a glare toward Scaramouche. Kaveh tosses the blanket off his body before getting up from the bed and going to the nearest bathroom. Scaramouche chuckles before quickly pulling up his face mask and coughing into his elbows. You sigh and dispose of the vomit-filled trash bin.
After changing the trash bin, you walk into the room and grab a pill bottle for Xiao. You didn’t think it was possible for Archons and Adeptis to get sick, but you were wrong. You stand beside Xiao’s bed and nudge him lightly while he remains on the infirmary bed with the blanket over his head. Xiao groans and curls into a little ball.
“Xiao, I have your medicine. You should take it before you sleep,” you say, nudging the Yaksha lightly.
“Adeptis don’t need sleep,” Xiao grumbles, his voice nasally due to his stuffy nose.
You sigh, grab the edge of the blanket, and yank it off his head. Xiao grumbles and squints at you. Xiao sighs and rolls over on his back, rubbing his eyes. Poor Xiao looks miserable— the tip of his nose is red, and he is constantly sniffling. Xiao wipes his nose with the tissue you hand to him while you uncap the pill bottle to give him his medication.
You hold out the two pill tablets to Xiao. “I know you don’t need sleep, but you should get some sleep regardless. If you don’t rest, then you won’t be healthy. If you’re not healthy, then that means I can’t give you kisses,” you say.
Xiao stares at you before reluctantly grabbing the tablets from your hands, throwing them into his mouth, and swallowing the pills dry. You gaped at Xiao. Xiao points at his head while you stare at him with your mouth agape. 
“What is he doing?” Cyno mutters, hugging his knees to his chest.
Kazuha wraps himself up in the blanket before falling over on the bed. “I think he’s asking for a forehead kiss from [Y/N] as a reward for taking his medicine,” Kazuha replies.
“So… are we not going to talk about how Xiao swallowed those pills without needing water?” Heizou asks, blowing his nose into the tissue.
You and Xiao continue to stare at each other in silence. You chuckle to yourself before leaning toward Xiao and kissing his forehead. Xiao closes his eyes, heat rushing to his cheeks. When you pull away, you notice Xiao’s cheeks are bright pink. You’re not sure if it’s because of his fever or if he’s blushing. Either way, Xiao looks adorable.
“Get some rest now, okay?” You stroke Xiao’s hair.
Xiao nods wordlessly before lying on his back while you tuck him into bed. Xiao closes his eyes when you lean in to kiss his forehead before leaving him to let him sleep. You walk to the next person to check on them, only to see Kaeya knocked out cold. Kaeya’s not wearing his eyepatch as it lays above his pillow. You press your hand against his forehead after brushing his bangs from his forehead. He still has a high fever, and he’s been sick for a few days— luckily, his fever isn’t nearly as bad as the first day.
Kaeya cracks his eyes open when you wipe the sweat from his forehead with a rag. Kaeya clears his throat, wincing when he feels how dry his throat is. “Oh? Is it my turn to be taken care of by nurse bunny?” Kaeya teases.
You snort. “Yes, it’s your turn to be taken care of by me, Kaeya,” you reply. “Try sitting for me, okay? You need to take your medicine.”
Kaeya sighs and sits up, grabbing the eyepatch from above the pillow and putting them on while you grab his medicine bottle. Why would the men need their own prescription if they have the same illness? Well, some are allergic to certain ingredients in the medication, and others are not. Some need stronger doses than others. People’s bodies react to medication differently, and you sure as hell do not want your boyfriends to have a negative reaction to their medication. Especially when they’re sick— some sicker than others.
You take two tablets from the pill bottle, handing them to the Cavalry Captain. Kaeya smiles at you, taking the pills from your hands before swallowing them with the help of water. After downing the medication, Kaeya places the cup on the nightstand between his and Tighnari’s bed, resting his head on your lower abdomen, and closes his eyes.
“Get some rest, alright? I only bothered you awake so you can take your medication,” you murmur, running your hands through his hair.
Kaeya nods before lying on the bed and closing his eyes. You turn to look at Tighnari, whose staring at you with a faraway look. His hair is pulled up in a half ponytail, there are dark circles underneath his eyes, and he’s shaking his head. 
Tighnari clears his throat. “Before you say anything, I already took my medication,” Tighnari rasps.
You blink at him. “When? I didn’t even notice you getting up to take your medication,” you say incredulously.
“He took his medication while you were occupied with Kaveh,” Thoma interjects, snuggling up against the body pillow and closing his eyes.
You sigh. “At least it’s one less person to worry about,” you murmur, running your hands through your hair. “You should get some rest now. Since you took your medication already.”
Tighnari stares at you before pointing at his forehead. You playfully roll your eyes and lean down, kissing his forehead. Tighnari silently cheers before taking his hair out of the half ponytail and lying down. You were about to go over and check on Gorou and Albedo, but the two men were also knocked out cold.
Gorou cracks his eyes open and rubs his eye. “Can I take my medication later? ‘M tired,” Gorou mumbles, rolling over on his stomach, and slowly falls asleep.
“Sorry, Gorou, but I can’t let you skip out on your medication. There’s a time slot, remember?” You poke Gorou’s cheek lightly.
On the bed, one foot from Gorou’s bed, Albedo raises his hand. “I also took my medication earlier as well,” Albedo comments.
You stare at Albedo as the Chief Alchemist gets comfortable in his bed. Well, at least the ones that took their medication are somewhat making it easier for you. You walk to Dainsleif’s bed and sit across from him. The blond man cracks his eyes open and gazes at you with bleary eyes, slowly rubbing his eyes as he sits on the bed. You pull his medicine bottle out from the small basket and hand him the bottle. Dainsleif uncaps the bottle, takes two pill tablets from the bottle, and pops the pills into his mouth before downing the water from his water bottle.
“I didn’t know you could get sick,” you murmur, hugging your knees to your chest.
Dainsleif hands the bottle back to you. “I’m immortal, not immune to diseases and sicknesses,” Dainsleif replies, wiping the droplet of water from the corner of his lips.
You stand and hand him the eyemask. “It looks like not even Archons are immune to diseases and illnesses. I’m going to let you rest now, alright? I’m going to check on the others,” you say, stroking Dainsleif’s hair before walking to the next person.
What amazes you is how Capitano continues to wear his helmet despite being sick. When you hand him his medication, Capitano gets up from his bed and leaves the room for a brief moment before returning.
“You didn’t throw the medicine away, did you?” you ask, gazing at the tall Harbinger skeptically.
Capitano’s shoulders bounce as he sits on his bed and shakes his head. “Just because I took my medication out of sight does not mean I threw them away. You needn’t worry,” says Capitano as he pats your head before lying down.
You sigh in relief and smile at Capitano before turning over to the other three Harbingers. You pass the medicine bottles to each man and fill their cups with water from the water pitcher. You hand the cups to the men, trading the cups of water for the medicine bottles. The three men take their medication before remaining sitting on their beds.
“Is there anything else you three need before I check up on Neuvillette and Wriothesley?” you ask, putting their prescription bottles back into the tray.
Pantalone sighs, takes his glasses off, and puts them on the nightstand. “When can we start cuddling again?” asks the black-haired Harbinger.
“When you’re not sick anymore, Captain Obvious. Do you want [Y/N] to get sick all because you wanted a cuddle session?” Dottore asks, glaring at the black-haired Harbinger.
You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. Even though the two men are sick, they still bicker with one another. Pierro clears his throat and motions for you to come close. You walk to Pierro and stand at the foot of his bed. You grab an extra blanket for Pierro and drape it over him. Pierro grabs your hand and pulls you toward him.
You stand beside Pierro’s bed, and he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face into your stomach. You run your hands through his hair, untangling the small knots in his hair as Pierro rubs your back with his thumb. You press the back of your hand against his forehead, sighing in relief.
��It looks like your fever is going down faster than the others! That’s great news,” you say, patting his head.
Pierro clears his throat. “It’s all thanks to you, little one. If it weren’t for you, my fever wouldn’t have gone down,” Pierro replies.
“Hey! Stop giving the old man attention because we’re dying over here!” A nasally voice hollers from the other side of the infirmary.
Pierro reluctantly releases you as you turn to where the other two men are lying. Wriothesley looks like a mess, but you can’t blame him since the poor man has emptied his stomach four times so far. Wriothesley sniffles pitifully, hugging the trash can to his chest as he wipes the snot from his nose with the back of his hand. You hand the medication to him, only for Wriothesley to shake his head and place a hand over his stomach.
“I don’t want to take it right now, my dear. I don’t think I’ll be able to keep it down if I were to take the medication,” Wriothesley says, pressing his lips into a thin line.
Wriothesley’s face turns bright green before shoving his face into the trash bin and retching and emptying his stomach for the fifth time. You sigh, rubbing his back as he continues to spew into the almost full trash bin. While Wriothesley is retching and whimpering into the white trash can, you turn to Neuvillette.
“Did you take your medication?” You ask, shaking the prescription bottle lightly before him.
Neuvillette shakes his head. “I just woke up. Waking up to your face and the sound of your voice is something I would prefer over the sounds of Wriothesley heaving and whimpering into the trash can,” Neuvillette sighs, brushing his hair away from his face.
You run your fingers through Neuvillette’s hair, smiling at the silver-haired man. “Maybe next time when you’re not sick. After all, you and Wriothesley arrived at the estate not long ago, and look at you two… sick just like the others,” you sigh.
Poor Neuvillette and Wriothesley. The two men have moved into the estate not long ago, and yet both of them end up getting the virus that was going around the abode. The first person that caught the virus was Kaveh, and it passed around to everyone in the abode except for little ole’ you. This was strange because you get sick easily— you don’t have a weak immune system per se, but you have lived with children in the past back in your world, and those children would get you sick whenever they were sick.
“Here’s your medicine. Get some rest after, alright? I know you have a headache right now,” you murmur, handing Neuvillette his medication.
Neuvillette grabs the medication from your hands, and you turn to Wriothesley, who places the trash bin beside his bed and gazes at you with bleary eyes. You prop one hand on your hip, looking at Wriothesley curiously.
“Are you done throwing up?” You ask.
Wriothesley nods.
You tap your fingers on your hips. “Do you think you can take your medications now? If not, I can give them to you later when you don’t feel like you have to throw up again,” you suggest.
Wriothesley shakes his head wordlessly and extends his hand, the palm of his hand facing up as he waits for you to hand the pill tablets to him. You sigh and place the two pill tablets on the palm of his hands, and watch the black-haired man shove the pills into his mouth before chugging the water.
“Wriothesley, please don’t chug the water. You might make yourself throw up again if you do that,” you chide.
Wriothesley places the cup back on the nightstand between his and Neuvillette’s bed, wiping the water droplets from his lips with the back of his hand. You pat his head while he smiles, pressing his head against your stomach. After a few minutes of petting Wriothesley’s hair, you grab the trash can beside Wriothesley’s bed and walk out of the room to empty the trash can, only to stop in your tracks when you hear someone retch and a collective groan.
“[Y/N]! You have more trash cans to empty!”
You sigh, shoulders slumping. Whatever this virus is, you sure hope it stops floating around because you don’t know how much longer you can deal with having to change out trash bags. Especially when you’re not a huge fan of vomiting. It’s a good thing you don’t have emetophobia— that would render you useless if you had it. As long as you’re not the one that’s vomiting, you’re okay with cleaning up after someone else’s vomit since it’s not your first rodeo.
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coffeetheactualjellii · 2 months
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"Diluc x Male Bodyguard Reader"
Content: Smut, aftercare, and enemies to eventual lovers. 
Smut Content: Anal, Oral (reader receiving), Use of Aloe Vera as Lube. 
A/n: Hello Guys! It's finally time that i uploaded this lol, but the thing i promoted this as is true it is co-written by me and my ex-girlfriend/situationship lol. Btw this might be a oneshot or a three part series depending on how well this does and if she still wants to co-write with me.
A/N update: [[ Me and my ex are no longer in talking terms as of now, because she got a new partner and its weird that Me (her ex) is asking her to write smut with me lol. I might write the following ones by myself. ]]
!!MDN!!
Word count: 2.2k 
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Kingdoms Fall
The three Kingdoms in Monstatd live in harmony in the Continent of Teyvat.
You work for the Ragvindr family as the personal guard of their son Diluc. The Reign-ing Monarch of the kingdom of Krasi as one of their soldiers. 
The family has always been very traditional, royalty must marry royalty, Future king gets the throne regardless of the eldest daughter or not. Y’know, the basics. Now as a soldier you’re never close to any of the royals, the closest you’ve gotten to any of them is a simple “yes, sir,” or “Yes, ma’am.” Now you were assigned to guard their oldest son, Diluc Ragvindr. Keep in mind, this man hates you, he doesn’t like the thought of having a personal guard let alone a guard at all. Your duty as his personal guard is to follow and take note of his every single move, where he goes, what he does, even what he says.
Today the prince is training with some of the guards. You watch closely as he takes down the soldiers one by one slightly impressed by his skills. He takes the soldiers down one by one, leaving bruises and even some dislocated limbs on a few of the soldiers.
You see Diluc, a tall young man with crimson hair and autumn eyes. He’s a strong young man and it shows through his body shape and tight leather clothes. Diluc turns to face you, pointing his index finger directly at you. “You’re next.” He says with heavy breath and a raspy baritone voice as if he’s talking to a rival, a nemesis, an enemy.
As you stepped out onto the battlefield you and Diluc began to circle around each other, threatening each other death stares, gradually walking around each other, round, and round, and round you go. 
When the call was made Diluc ran at you giving you a good hit in the chest. You returned the gesture by kicking him in the leg sending him down on one knee. This battle went back and forth, over, and over, and over again. One minute you would have the upperhand, the next he would have the upper hand. About what felt like hours (which was actually just 15 minutes) you won the battle pinning Diluc to the ground with your leg against his back holding his hands bound behind his back.
“Okay! I yield! I yield! You win!” He yells from underneath you with heavy breath and an annoyed tone.
You stood up walking away from the man and standing with the rest of the soldiers. Diluc is surprised by you being able to defeat him, you could clearly tell that he’s pissed about it and that thought brings you joy.
An hour later; The prince is currently taking a nice bath as he washes off the residue from training, you are standing outside the curtain, listening in on him washing, scrubbing, wiping, whatever a prince does in a shower.
You continue to listen in on him scrubbing away until it stops…
Nothing…
Absolute silence as you wait for the prince to say something, you begin to get worried. Even if it’s the prince you couldn’t help but take a peek just to make sure that the prince is okay, but then you see him, naked, and standing there… staring.
“Ah, so the personal guard has interests?~” He says in a teasing manner as you quickly close the curtain, a crimson hue appears on your face as he walks towards you, he opens the curtain, widely  to show the prince standing there… Naked
“My apologies prince, you had me worried for a second there.” You try to explain but it seems that Diluc doesn’t believe you, you can hear him chuckle a little bit with the same teasing tone.
“Are you sure, cause… your cheeks sure do say otherwise.” He says in a teasing manner, suddenly you feel an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you closer and through the curtain into the bathroom as you feel another hand on your face forcing you to gently look behind to, seeing Diluc with wet hair forces more blush into your cheeks basically turning you into a tomato of sorts.
You notice a sly smirk on his face as he pulls you closer, even through the thick leather you’re wearing you can feel his wet skin against you. As you stare deeply into his eyes you notice something there, not the usual spark of hate you had been used to, not the hint of boredom he usually had when you two were alone. It’s something new, something you thought you would never see, not when he’s looking at you anyways, the longer you stared, the more you noticed. It was, Lust?  
Yes, it is, lust in the eyes of a prince? That couldn’t be, he hates you, despises you, how could a prince like Diluc have lust for a soldier? It’s against the royal code, against all rules, against the whole royal family line… But it’s there, and you know it.
As Diluc begins to lead you backwards still holding you by the waist, without warning he turns your face back kissing you passionately. You had no time to react, not time to stop him, but then you noticed it… *Are you enjoying this? No, no, you can’t, this is against all moral code, against what being a soldier is about*. Half way through contemplating your life choices you feel Diluc slip his tongue into your mouth tasting yours, you couldn’t help but let out a low groan at the taste and the feeling.
Diluc pulls you back by the waist slowly bringing you closer to him as you feel his naked, et chest press against your back. His every touch on you sends a chill down your spine. Without warning he turns your head back to face him as he kisses you passionately before trailing down from your lips to your neck and so on to your collarbone. You can feel his lips on your skin as he begins to leave hickeys every here and there.
As Diluc breaks the kiss looking at you with a chuckle, you can see the need in his eyes, the want he has. “I see you enjoyed that.~” He says with another tease before kissing you, slipping his tongue in your mouth, tasting every inch of your mouth earning another low groan from you.
Half way through the kiss you feel something running up your thigh, something warm, something soft. The kiss is interrupted by a sharp breath in as you feel something on your crotch, holding it, rubbing it through your pants as you moan deeply into Diluc’s mouth. Diluc breaks the kiss letting out a low chuckle as he looks at you deeply in the eyes. As the feeling of his hand continues to massage your crotch rubbing up and down forcing a few low moans out of your mouth.
“I see you like it.” Diluc whispers into your ear in a low seductive tone as he continues to rub against your crotch.
Out of nowhere you feel his hand slip into your pants slowly pulling them down as you watch with heavy breath, the red returns to your cheeks as you feel his hand make their way to your skin. You can feel Diluc’s breath against your ear, your heart beating faster with each stroke of his hand.
“Ah!~♡♡” You let out a sudden moan as you notice his hand wrap around your dick moving up and down slowly.
You can still feel his breath against your ear as he lets out a low chuckle, then moving his hand slightly faster earning more and more moans from you. Half way through the ‘session’ he pulls your face to look at him as he kisses you passionately still rubbing your crotch and making your knees shaky. Your moans muffled into his mouth as hand continues to move faster and faster on your cock. Soon you eventually came all over the floor and his hand as you pulled away from the kiss throwing your head back onto his shoulder letting out a final goran. Diluc looks down at his hand covered in hot cum and sweat before he looks back up at you with a low chuckle.
“You took that so well.” He whispers into your ear leaving a slight kiss, you begin to take this chance to catch your breath and your heart.
You are then forced to turn over facing him as he pulls you closer for a kiss teasing your dick in the process. You begin to feel him removing your shirt now undoing it button by button and peeling it off, pulling one arm out of each sleeve at a time eventually completely taking your shirt off. Diluc then begins to kiss your neck and leaves a few love bites going down to your shoulder, getting elicit whimpers from your mouth, trying so hard not to moan loudly.
Diluc begins to lead you out of the bathroom he drags you to the bed pushing you down and laying you out now completely undressed, as he trails his kisses back upwards meeting your lips.
As Diluc continues to kiss you passionately he brings you legs up still rubbing lightly against your dick, halfway through this process you notice another feeling, despite him rubbing against you in such a way bringing you close to ecstasy. You notice his hands travel towards your ass until he circles it with his thumb “ahh look at your pretty little ass” he says You get a hard shock on your ass as you realise he just slapped your ass leaving a red hand mark on it. “♡A-ahh♡♡!!~” A loud moan escapes your lips as you feel the sharp feeling of pain mixed with pleasure. “hmm i didn't know that my little knight was a slut.” Diluc whispers into your ear as he gives you another hard slap on the ass, probably now leaving a bruise.
Diluc walks to his Vanity and gets a jar of Aloe vera (that he uses for his hair Normally) he walks back to the bed putting the aloe vera in his night stand. His dick was 5 inches, he started to rub his cock and now it's rising  it's about 6 inches fully hard. 
Diluc leaned down to rub your dick with one of his hands and his other and started to circle around your small virgin hole “♡A-ah♡♡!~” You let out a whimper as you feel his fingers enter your hole, stretching it out just a bit. After he takes out his finger and puts some Aloe vera and uses it as a Lube, he continues to push his fingers in and out as you moan. Feeling his fingers begin to go deeper into you, reaching as far as his finger can go.Then he adds a Second You can feel his fingers pushing in and pulling out causing you to bend forward arching your back allowing Diluc more access to your asshole. 
He adds a Third finger and he slides his fingers up and down Over, and over, and over again pushing into your asshole and pulling out forcing moans out of you as you are forced to cover your mouth in order to stay quiet.
You let out a low groan at the feeling of Diluc removing his fingers from your ass. You then notice that his dick is hard and it’s obvious. Suddenly you feel a sharp pain as Diluc slips his dick inside you stretching your tiny hole.
You can hear a few low groans from him as he lets you adjust to his size for a couple of seconds. Soon he begins to thrust into you slowly, he gradually fastens his pace, he begins to build up his speed and over and over earning a few moans along the way. As he continues to thrust into you, you begin to moan louder and louder with every thrust eventually forcing the prince to cover your mouth.
“Shh. We don’t want anyone to find out now do we.” Diluc whispers into your ear as he continues to thrust into you faster, and faster, stretching out your hole to its limits as he lets out a few low groans. A few tears fall down your cheeks, as he continues to thrust into you faster and faster eliciting multiple gasps and whines out of you. High pitch squeals and heavy breaths escape your mouth at the feeling of his massive cock inside you.You then feel something warm and slimy enter your hole as Diluc cums into you leaving his cum and some of your blood all over your now stretched hole. As he begins to catch his own breath, he lets out a satisfied grunt as he falls beside you lying on the bed heaving and satisfied before reaching over to you for a warm kiss as he pulls you closer 
. ”Hmm, is my little knight satisfied?” Diluc said pulling out of your ass, your legs were kinda sore so you stayed lying down ;Diluc went back to the bathroom. When he came out he has a  towel wrapped around his waist to cover his complexion and a damp towel that was put into some warm water to clean you up. 
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xiaoriae · 10 months
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“SO TODAY I TRIED TO KISS MY BEST FRIEND...”
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— PAIRINGS ; albedo, childe, diluc & kaeya x gn!reader (separate)
— NOTES ; hello world! i am currently trying to repost all of my old works to this brand new blog, and maybe rewrite some of them along the way. thank you for a beautiful small community of 50 followers atm <3
with all these tiktok trends going around, you figured that it wouldn’t hurt to try this old trend on your best friend. with the camera set in position, an oblivious best friend by your side, and the nervousness creeping up in you after so hard masking the little (huge) crush you had for them, what would be their reaction?
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“ALBEDO.”
he hummed, face still looked down onto his papers instead of actually properly responding to you with how you wanted him to.
you scoffed defeatedly. of course your best friend wouldn’t even look at you when he started to indulge himself in his favourite subject of all-time, alchemy.
for the millionth times, you called him out once again.
so when he mouthed a, “what?” to you, finally concentrating on your face, putting down the pen in his hand, you mentally thought, did you really want to do this?
the camera had been adjusted nicely behind you, perfectly knew that albedo wouldn’t notice the trend you were about to dive in. he was always oblivious with these kind of things anyway.
“what is it?” his right hand tugged some strands of his beautiful hair back to actually see you standing like a statue in front of him. chills and sparks were running through your whole body, you were about to kiss your best friend, how couldn’t you be so nervous about it?
a perfect metaphor of you were going to confess indirectly at him.
so your mind thought it was better to end this quick, as albedo was about to continue his question regarding why you were just standing there when suddenly your lips were pressed against him.
it felt like a fleeting moment, too fast for him to register your quick actions of pulling and crashing your lips onto his, it was too short.
too short for him, and he wanted more when he saw you flushed before quickly hiding yourself behind your palms.
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you didn’t know what exactly had gotten into you, all emotions hit you like a truck when CHILDE literally pushed you away the moment you tried to chase his lips and ultimately failing the trend.
“what are you doing?” you couldn’t keep up with his gaze, facing everywhere but his face short after. he was taken aback, sure, but why did he give you his lopsided smirk at this very moment?
you felt like crawling under the bed, this was super embarrassing. you should have thought the numerous possible consequences that came from it before doing this trend with much confidence, but now that the trend backfired, all you could do was simply taking your phone back and standing up from the side of his bed.
tonight was supposedly be a movie night, cuddling while watching cringe-worthy shows that your best friend had terrible taste in.
now with the tensions in the air, the silence was too loud, you knew that your friendship had went downhill and all the playful mood had been thrown out of the window.
stupid of you to do the trend on him in the first place. stupid of you to feel hurt by how quick he avoided you. stupid of you to have the audacity to think that he liked you back.
you felt like crying, and before the tears could slip out from the corner of your eyes, childe pulled you back into him, kissing your forehead softly. “hey, do not cry,” and then, his lips were on you, pecking you gently, as if he would break you if he actually kissed you deeper.
your brain malfunctioned before he pulled away. you wanted to capture the moment again. there was no way he just kissed you, so tender and so soft that made your heart dropped.
“i won the trend before you,” he smiled, as your jaw dropped. he could only giggle when a hard smack was felt on his shoulder before he drowned you with his cuddles.
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forcefully pulling DILUC to your side, it was safe to assume that he was pretty confused seeing you setting up your phone in front the both of you. “let’s do a tiktok video,” you said.
he almost visibly tilting his head when he heard you. “i do not think i am the most suitable person to accompany you.”
“wait, wait, hold up. you are complaining way too much, sir,” you brought a finger to shush him on his lips. 
the little action coming from you was bold, and diluc silently adored you for that. you did it solely to avoid him acting like a grumpy, old man. “for the sake of me, your most wholesome friend, let us do this cute dance,” you showed a video, a tutorial video to be more specific, for him to see, undoubtedly the trendiest dance on the application as his stoic face remained unfazed.
“what is the purpose behind this?”
“nothing, i just want to promote my best friend dancing.”
he turned towards you, eyes slightly becoming wider at the thoughts of future him humiliating himself for the internet to see.
“good lord, diluc, of course no. it only serves for entertainment purposes because you are so boring!” you almost cracked a laugh but diluc actually decided to try, which surprised you to no end.
you didn’t expect him to agree but you could at least try.
after many twists and turns of learning the whole tutorial, diluc somehow excelled in those steps than you. even his mind processed things faster.
bringing your index to press the record button, you and diluc moved naturally according to the sound. he looked so comical with his stoic face that was the total opposite of his body.
when your back faced him in one of the steps, you pivoted yourself, ultimately clinging onto his shoulders and kissed him.
it was an instinctual move to be honest, his arms automatically wrapped themselves around your waist and you swore your heart exploded. the taste of his soft lips made you smiled against him.
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“angel, what are you up to, hm?” KAEYA could be the death of you one day. did he really not notice how weak your heart was when he casually flirting like you weren’t his best friend in the first place?
with the fact that you might have actual feelings for him. yes, kaeya was unreal.
“uh.. i just, you know, scrolling tiktok,” you murmured, it didn’t help with how the old trend that was resurfacing coincidentally came across your page when kaeya suddenly decided to check up on you.
it didn’t help with how the trend involved a best friend. fate was something else, truly.
“and why are you stuttering?” if you could shut kaeya’s playful and flirty attitude, you would have done it sooner. how you did end up with kaeya as your best friend was still a lingering question for you and for everyone else around you.
feeling slightly shy all of sudden, you shut down your phone and threw it on the coffee table before you. “n-nothing, it’s just a video.”
“yes, but why do you look so red?” kaeya got suddenly too close, the room also felt a raise in the temperature and you panicked. “if you could be honest, maybe i’ll be honest too.”
“what do you mean by that?” you finally had the courage to voice out.
“want a straightforward answer or not?”
“w-what? kaeya, i swear if you keep on acting like this—
"then what? answer me first,” now that the video repeated itself in the back of your mind, you gulped down harshly, eyes trailing down to his lips.
kaeya seemed intrigued with you and everything that was going on. “i will take that as a yes,” he got too close. “yes i saw what video you were watching and let me do the honour, hm?”
“huh?”
“here,” a kiss, a tender kiss landed on your lips. it was so light, and you already felt dizzy.
“cute,” he pecked your nose before you hid your face in his chest.
the thought of doing the trend on him did come across your mind, but you were too shy and it seemed that there was no need for it anymore.
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danger-noodle-uwu · 9 months
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hii! i really like the "is love supposed to hurt" that hurt a lot can you please write another part where the reader moved on lollol it's fine if you don't<33 -anon
𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔
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𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖; 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝
𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎; 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝
𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜;𝙺𝚊𝚎𝚢𝚊/𝙳𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚌/𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚘/𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎/𝚉𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒/𝚡𝚒𝚊𝚘
𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐; 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚕/yandere themes/𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎/𝚎𝚝𝚌
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"It worked..." KAEYA murmured to himself; his tongue laced with bitterness by the wine in his hand or the tears he kept swallowing as his eyes glued on the sight of you. You speaking with a certain drunkard who was clinging to your neck, decorating the skin with kisses; the skin once he kissed.
The sensation of someone he loved calling another pet names was such a funny feeling where you would call the bard "love" and he would pretend it's him. The notion was making him sick to his stomach; seeing that stupid anemo archon recieving your touch and caress was killing him. Slowly stinging his eyes more than before.
With tears, he was forced to swallow with the wine as the night was washed away with an image of what could've been his and now belonged another.
ALBEDO attained her. She loved him, he loved her and it was perfect...was it not? Despite every piece of the puzzle falling into its place, he felt hollow. His chest bore emptiness, one that haunted him at the very beginning. One that now drags him back to where he started. Back to you..?
"NO!" He shot up in cold sweat as his darling lover rose beside him to wipe away the beads off his forehead and asked him what's wrong. He couldn't dare reply or do anything as a matter of fact. He couldn't ruin what he had now...
The one who was beside him was the dream he wished to achieve, and yet he failed to realize that. And now, no words could his tongue as he cradled his lover.
DILUC never cared for how a single raindrop could ever be enough to draw endless tears from you until now when it landed upon his cheek. The burning sensation taunting his skin and sliding down his face as if a glass shard was cutting deep within.
For him, you became a melting candle; one that struggled to give light until the very end. Or much akin to a bird, one that flew hopelessly in the blue sky. But who would've known you would ever attain freedom? Fly far away from him.
It was a mistake to be gluttonous for your salty tears when he could have been receiving a pearly smile. But all was lost thanks to an Alchemist who holds you in the same manner he did and adores you just like he did. The only difference is the diamonds you cried for DILUC are now filling his own grave for him...
"Still pathetic as ever." He's lying, CHILDE is lying, whether to himself or somebody else he no longer knows. Yet his chest aches the same way he made yours hurt. So weak he is that each night he bleeds for you while you are blooming into fit of laughter; one he's particularly unfamiliar with. After all, it was only your cries that pleased him, not a clumsy smile.
It hurts him, but will he admit defeat or lay denial and the tears that never won over his ego. The shine in his eyes still diminished, but the hint of agony freshly engraved within. Your voice, the joy emanating from it, haunts him as a ghostly memory remains.
"Still pathetic as ever." a wounded reflection stares back...
A man of his word; ZHONGLI no longer found his gaze searching for glaze lilies. However, those flowers that bore your scent and distantly admired them. The promise of love he silently gave to you with another's image was the only remains of what you and him ever had.
Not a memory present in his head where he'd seen 'you' but an illusion that clouded his head; at the time, uncaring of the dullness slowly enveloping you into numbness. And one that came to your aid wasn't him. His biggest regret. It was, however, you who pulled themselves together and became much more, yet everything that was once there was lost.
A man of his word; MORAX failed to keep his word to you.
Bearing the glimmer in his eyes; one that XIAO struggled to hold, he sat upon the roof of Wangshu inn; pondering if you could see through the facade... despite him pouring his whole being into such lies that he knew they could never be true.
An emotion he could never bear for you...yet Morax, his savior, too, holds you dear; far dearer than he does. Those cursed hands of his are undesirable and undeserving of you. He is unworthy and dangerous to your fragile being who should protected and held with gentleness; one he could never offer.
Thus, from afar, he'll watch Morax wipe away your tears and tend to you in the same manner he can only dream to...
"Goodbye...my love..."
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sherlockscumslut · 11 months
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Being Diluc's maid...
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18+ only. No plot at all, fem!reader, Master x maid role-play, soft!dom Diluc, established relationship, use of "Master", pet names [sweetheart], praise, squirting, vaginal fingering, Diluc is a little perv in this, standing position, doggy, spanking (once), creampie, cervix fucking, slight breeding kink (writer is fighting breeding kink allegations and it's not going well help).
Word count: 1413
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A/n: I know I promised Tighnari (since he won the poll with 38%) but have a Diluc instead. I hope you don't feel like you just lost your pity to him lol. Leave Tighnari for some other time.
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It's a quiet early morning in Dawn Winery. A place you never imagined you'd be at this hour of the day let alone sleeping on Diluc's king-sized bed. It feels like a dream waking up next to him every single day, so unreal that it makes you laugh about how awkward your relationship was at first. How awkward your first time was but also very passionate.
Feelings that get ignored or suppressed for a long time often lead to self-torture for both parties. On the other hand though, those suppressed feelings can lead to the best sex one can have.
Diluc's side is empty. You fell asleep early last night and didn't get to see what time he came back. Leaving you all by yourself was not of his character but man is busy guarding Mondstadt every night.
As you make your way downstairs in your nightgown, you see Diluc laying awake on the couch in his black robe.
"So here you are...did you sleep on the couch last night?" You asked as you approached him.
"Good morning, Miss. Yes, I slept here last night. Where else should I sleep?"
You shook your head. "What? Why didn't you come to bed? Is everything okay?"
"I don't think you understand Miss. And why don't you wear your uniform?"
His scarlet eyes showed genuine confusion, looking at your nightgown and then back at you.
"My...my uniform?"
"Did you check the closet in your room?"
It took you a moment to understand. He's in a playful mood and you decided to play along.
"I'm sorry, I didn't check. I will be back shortly."
"...Master." He empathized and winked at you.
Your stomach fluttered like the very first kiss. You couldn't believe that he actually slept on the couch for role-play's sake.
You ran upstairs and checked in the closet. Indeed, there was a white paper box with a black ribbon. A maid outfit was inside. "Hmm, so Master Diluc wants to have fun with a maid this time uh?" You thought out loud while putting the outfit on.
On the other side of the room, there was another closet full of costumes that you both wear from time to time to satisfy your fantasies.
Diluc loves that one nun costume he got you but it is not revealing at all. Just a regular nun costume, long and proper as it should be but something snapped in him when he saw you wearing it and acting in the role.
His voice still rings in your ears, praying to the Archons for forgiveness and thanking them at the same time for bringing him such a good proper girl. The memory is enough to arouse you. It's been a while since you put on a costume to satisfy your man.
"I'm back." You said as you approached him.
"You're missing something methinks..." He said without looking at you.
"I'm back, Master." You empathized.
"Come here, let me see you..." He waved his hand.
Diluc couldn't get his eyes off you. It almost felt like he wanted to devour you on the spot but he had planned it all so well and was willing to let himself suffer a little more before touching you.
"I was very sleepy last night and I might have accidentally stained the small carpet under the coffee table over there with grape juice. Mind if you take a closer look?"
"Yes, Master." You said and got on your knees with your thighs exposed and your ass barely covered with a black string.
"I don't think you're looking at the right spot, Miss." Diluc said, trying to keep you in place so he could stare at your ass for a bit longer.
"But Master, the stain is right here...on the edge of the carpet!"
"My fault, I know. I'm sorry if this is tough for you...Let me help you move the coffee table and get this carpet clean."
"No, it's...it's okay, Master. I can do it myself."
You tried to tease him but he was already on his knees behind you, still in his black robe.
"So you don't need my help?" His question sounded so genuine it almost felt like he wasn't just playing.
"Seems like I got myself an ambitious maid..." He continued and drew the black string far up. You flinched at the sensation of it sticking between your ass and pussy lips.
"Aah! Master..."
"Such strong-willed maids need to be rewarded, don't you think?"
His slap on your ass echoed in the room. It was strong enough to leave a red stamp on it and make you wetter than you already were.
"Master...do I really deserve such a reward?"
"Why you ask? You don't believe you're good enough? In that case...spread your legs for me."
His finger slipped inside you with ease and Diluc didn't hesitate to put another one. You felt your legs getting weaker with each movement of his finger inside you, curling and pressing over your sensitive spot.
The wet sounds of your pussy and your soft sighs were testing Diluc's patience who was at his breaking point.
"Hahh...just fuck me already..." You breathed out.
Diluc's fingers let go of your pussy and the view of your hole clenching on nothing sent shivers down his spine. He leaned over your back and kissed you on the lips. A sloppy yet passionate kiss while his hands squeezed your breasts over the fabric of the costume.
"This is your reward for being such a good maid for Master."
He didn't tease. He started to thrust in you slow and steady, feeling your velvet walls sucking his cock in, already to cum in any minute.
Diluc felt you were also close. His one hand was stroking your nipple while the other gently circled your clit.
You squeezed your thighs together and squirted all over his cock, your juices wetting his belly button. The warmth of your squirt and the whimpers that escaped your mouth got Diluc pressing your waist down on his cock, releasing his hot cum deep inside you.
You knew he wasn't done with just one round. Not when he plotted a whole scenario to get you all dress up.
[...]
"Now Miss, could you please clean the bookshelf over there?" He pointed at the other side of the room.
"Yes, Master." You said and got up, freeing yourself from his hands on your hips. Diluc followed you.
He sat on a chair near you, naked under his untied robe. He let his long red hair down and watched as his cum leaked in between your thighs, making him ready for another round.
You minded your business completely unbothered, letting him enjoy his favorite view. Deep down you knew you weren't satisfied either and decided to revive the flame in him.
"Master, I'm afraid I can't reach this spot."
"Hmm? Does my little maid need some help?" He grabbed you by the waist and slightly lift you up.
"Can you reach it now?"
"I think I need to lift me a little more, Master." You bit your lip.
"A little more huh? Well, how about this?"
He grabbed your thighs and lift you up, his nails almost piercing through your soft skin.
Drops of his cum were still leaking out of you as your legs were wide open. You felt his hard cock pressing on your sensitive clit and you whimpered as he teased you by sliding you up and down, your juices and his cum lubricating his cock.
This time he didn't slow down. He moved as fast as he could, trying not to let you fall off his arms. Your hands desperately tried to find something to hold on to. Maybe the books weren't a good idea as they started to fall on each side of the bookshelf due to Diluc's rapid movements.
He could reach so deep in your cervix in that position, making you scream his name as you were close to climax. Diluc had buried his face in your neck, his hair tickled your chin.
"You feel so good, sweetheart. I can't get enough of you...Hmmm...makes me wanna fuck a baby in you so much."
"Diluc!...I mean, Master!! I...ahhh!"
"Answer me, do you want it?"
"Yes, yes, Ma...ster..."
Diluc kissed you on the lips, shooting his seed straight into your womb. Regardless of how much leaked out again, you were happy to know that he thought of starting a family with you.
《 THE END 》
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Aft* Life is so hard 😭 I wish I was a maid in Dawn Winery so I could serve Diluc everyday and get my holes filled with his kids in return 😓
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unknown--anna · 2 years
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Their Hands
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Plot: They let you play and fiddle with their hand heheheheee
Gender neutral reader
Genre: fluff FLUFF
Characters: Diluc, Itto, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli, Thoma, Ayato, Ningguang
Warnings: why would there be any lol
A/N: this is really random but djskshshhshsv hands are pretty >:)
Diluc
Would be flustered for the first few minutes.
He would find you figeting with his hand quite cute.
He would look at you with soft eyes.
His hand was calloused but still had some squishy parts heheee
When you find those squishy parts and play with them, he'd just smile softly and watch.
His hand was also a tad bit bigger than yours with more prominent veins decorating the back of his hands all the way up to his arms.
They were also really warm <33
Even if you played with his hand for a few minutes, he wouldn't really say a thing and just continue to watch you. Though he would eventually say some little things.
He would continue to let you do so whenever he wasn't busy eheeee
When you're done or when he has to work, he'd hold your hands while giving you a quick peck oh the cheek.
"If you'd like to do this another time, feel free," he says while thinking of ways to take care of his hands more <3
Itto
"What's up with my hand?" he'd immediately ask when you take his hand.
He'd gasp not even 2 seconds after and ask loudly, "Is it the hand of the best onikabuto trainer?!"
"I'm not really looking for that, but sure," you'd laugh it off and continue playing with his hand.
Being an oni, his hand was much much bigger than yours.
When you aligned your hand to his, your fingers only met the ridges on his fingers :0
Red lines adorned his hand; looking like rings on each of his fingers.
His fingernails were long and a black ombre.
Similar to Diluc, Itto has a good amount of visible veins on his hands to his arms.
Because of his "gloves" his fingers were a little more tanned than the back of his hands lmfaodbnsjsjsh
"H-Hey that tickles!"
The poor Oni was far too ticklish lmao (yes even the palm of his hand)
Though he found your fascination really cute.
"Okay okay! I'll try to sit still," he'd say while trying to keep his hand still while making hilarious faces lmao
Childe
"Oh? What's this comrade?" he'd perk up when you took his hand, "Did you come up with another strange way to defeat me?"
"Not everything's about fighting, Ajax," you pouted at him and continued to admire his hand.
He'd find it so cute and tease you by making rather.... Interesting shapes with his hand.
You'd have to slap his hand for him to eventually stay still.
His hand had countless scars; big and small.
His hands were about the size of Diluc's, but a little more on the firmer side.
The scars on his hands created texture and little bumps.
You traced the scars on his hands while looking at the bigger ones along his arms.
He would also try to tell you about some battles and how he got those scars.
He would actually enjoy it and endlessly tease you about it after.
He would also take his gloves off more often; discreetly wanting you to do it again lmao
"I can tell you about this one! I got it while fighting the primo geovishap - but of course I won!" he'd love to tell you stories of his battles he won (cocky bastard lmao)
Kaeya
"Hm? Fascinated are we?" he'd chuckle.
Just like Childe, he'd keep teasing you and making random shapes with his hands and you'd have to slap his hand to stop him lmao
"Alright, alright, no need to be so feisty," he'd pretend surrender.
His hands were quite slender and calloused on his fingertips the most.
They were not the warmest to the touch, but were surprisingly quite soft.
Occasionally he'd purposely flex them to make his veins more prominent (cocky little bastard lmao)
Like Itto, his fingers were a tad bit darker than the back of his hands because of his gloves lmfao
He actually would still occasionally make some interesting shapes with his hands whilst you're playing with them and future occasions.
He would still keep his gloves on as usual, but was a little more.... Touchy.
Lol in private he would purposely take his gloves off and place his hands somewhere you can clearly see or on your leg or something.
When you don't do anything, he'd make his palms a bit colder, giving you a little jolt, because deep down he actually liked you playing with his hands lmaodbjdjdsh
"What's wrong? Can't handle the cold?" bastard would chuckle as you rolled your eyes, but gave in and started to just aimlessly fidget with his hands lmfaodhjdhdj
Zhongli
"My hands? Sure," he says as he places his teacup down and removes his gloves.
His hands are the most slender.
They look delicate, perfect for hand modelling dhjshsjshhsh
His fingers are also slim like those of a pianist.
He would watch patiently as you did your thing and maybe even tell you a few stories if you'd like.
In his human form, his hands look like anyone else's.
If you're with him in private and ask to see his hands in his archon form... Well-
As he shifted into his former archon form, horns sprouted from his head, but you were mostly paying attention to his hands.
Obsidian black shifted to a golden yellow from his shoulder to the tips of his fingers.
Along his arms in place of human veins, golden lines emanated a warm light.
Aside from that, his hands also grew slightly in size (about Itto's or bigger :0)
His fingernails grew to a sharp point which curled ever to slightly down like a dragon.
His arm felt firmer, but his palm was still soft lmfaodbjdhdhs
"I find myself quite liking this - when time permits. I find it very calming. Yes... Just when did this feeling begin...?" he'd say when you two are alone because he found it quite cute sjshahahahhahh
Thoma
He would first finish his tasks at the Kamisato Estate then finally come to you for your little request.
You didn't specify anything, but just for him to come without his gloves.
He didn't mind though, since he trusted you.
"Hey, Y/N!" he waved when he saw you and jogged over, "So~ what did you need?"
"My hand? Sure!" he placed his hand in yours.
His hands were warm and slightly calloused on some areas. After all, he does lots for the Kamisato Clan.
You began tracing here and there on the lines on his palm.
"Hm? Something there?" he said as he watched you.
You shook your head and continued your thing.
Thoma found it adorable, so whenever he has the time and when you two are together, he (not so secretly lol) holds your hands more often.
Secretly wants you to just fiddle with his hands again but is a little shy asking for such a request dhsjsjshjsjaaa
"Huh? Oh! I guess this is something I picked up," he says as he continues rubbing circles on the back of your hand.
Ayato
"Hm? My hand?" Ayato questioned you.
"If that's what you'd like," he says as he removes his gloves and places his hand in yours.
His hands were long and slender.
They showed visible marks of how he had to take responsibility at a young age.
They were calloused and had a few nicks.
His hand wasn't very soft, but on the firmer side.
The bones created nice lines on the back of his hands, with a few veins popping up here and there.
Ayato didn't mind as you kept doing your thing. Fiddling with his hand.
He found it to be another peculiar trait of yours, and quite amusing.
He wouldn't show it in public, but he'd take his gloves off more often in private.
"Hm? Why am I taking my gloves off more often? I simply find it comfortable."
Ningguang
Using her usual golden attire, her hands to her upper arms would be covered, so the only way to really get a look at her hands is in private or whenever she wore a different outfit.
In her usual outfit, she adorned the pinky and ring finger of each hand with golden claw-like accessories, resembling the claws of a dragon.
The golden accessories she wore popped out in contrast to her black gloves.
If you were with her in private, she wouldn't mind if you asked her to take her gloves off.
Her hands themselves were very delicate.
Her fingers were long and slender.
Despite her childhood, her hands stayed soft ad smooth to the touch.
She let you take your time, since she is a busy woman, any time she can spend with you is precious, even if it seems a little strange ehe
Regardless, she finds it quite amusing hsjjshshsbs
"You like my hands? Hm," she smiled softly, "That gives me an idea." Oh it was cute, but her mind can't stop itself from wandering.
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flowercrownsanddaggers · 10 months
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FALLING IN LOVE
This is Isekai SAGAU, but not Cult AU, if that makes sense.
Featuring: Diluc, Kaeya, and Jean
(I'm open to any asks, requesting for other characters or scenerios. I will write angst — I simply prefer fluff.)
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DILUC
You could definitely say that he caught your eye. Seeing how he handled that Abyss Mage, being able to play him as a trial character for the first time... Yes, you sir (gender neutral) were in love with this man and his battle prowess.
And yeah, maybe you found better characters for more serious challenges offered in the game, but nothing was quite like your love for your main: Diluc Ragnvindr.
It only makes since, then, that this favoritism and newfound strength of his should carry on into your isekai into Teyvat. Getting Diluc was the easy part, but befriending him in person? Face to face, no wiki page or video tutorial? Yeah, you just about expected it wouldn't happen.
Truth be told, if you were just a liiittle more discreet about the fact you were essentially God, you may have flown under his radar. Would've never suspected that you'd be capable of pushing his vision to new heights, nor able to 'ascend' him closer to Celestia.
You really do scare him in that aspect. Your power doesn't come at any cost for him nor you, and you just... don't care? This is normal and healthy and fun for you? You know, most people drink for fun.
And so, if you are going to be reckless and use your lack of repercussion as an excuse to travel alone, then Diluc was simply going to have to accompany you. with a leash.
Then love did the darnedst thing. It struck him from behind, where he never saw it coming — where he felt you press your arms around him for a hug. Suddenly, you were everything. You were the sun and he, the moon. You were the stars that adorned his long and arduous nights, barely illuminating the city streets for him.
The thought of your smile gave him all he needed to protect Mondstadt and come back home to you — you were home, and you stayed at the Dawn Winery.
You still waited, even though he granted you permission to retire for the night. You stayed in the candlelight, where you'd listen for his arrival; nowadays, even that candlelight held not a single flicker close to the warm fire that engulfed his very heart. He was the dawn; you were the day and night.
He placed his hand over his heart and his gloves could even still feel the cycles of light and dark, of love and winter. They followed each other, dancing until you won — you were the sun and he, the moon.
Together, when he held your hand again, he could sense the dawn that had settled. When you fell asleep on your adventure with him through Teyvat, it was as though the sun didn't just fall asleep; it crashed into him as he guarded your body. Its flames burned his skin, searing desire into him once more. It was love and it burned him not to kiss you goodnight.
You could imagine his pain, then, when he had to sleep alone. The sun watched over the both of you until morning, where it just barely touched him.
At times, it felt like he would burn alive if he couldn't give in. He'd blow up if he couldn't truly determine where you stood — he'd just die.
Right there, Diluc was falling hard, and he'd give just about anything to figure out if you felt the same.
KAEYA
One of the first characters you met, and honestly, you were determined to main him. Now, if you were a F2P player, it would be hard, but you could buy his constellations. In the mean time then, you were going to at least level up all of his talents first. You were going to grind for him, and try to get him at full power, because you were going to build him to his highest power — you KNEW it was fate.
And maybe you should damn yourself, and damn fate, for throwing you into this world before you could perfect him. Damn you, Celestia, for the cruelty of having to personally grind for a character!
And especially damn Kaeya, for being so charming and calm about it. Oh no, he KNEW he was growing stronger, but who'd have thought it was because of you?
At first, he tried to be a little sneaky. Oh, you were talking to yourself about your new Godhood? Boom. He knows and he'll be cheeky, all proud of himself as he hides this knowledge — studies you further to see if maybe your claimed involvement holds water.
Well, he'll be damned. You can make vision-wielders stronger, somehow. He presents this information to you, all sly and in a 'yeah I kinda know everything' manner. Look at his face when you show him you really didn't care — it'll give you a good laugh.
You were really okay with the fact he knew something so personal and dangerous and, ugh, he— did you know?!? He doesn't say it so incredulously, but to the well-trained eye you had, you could see past the façade and into his annoyed eye. You mean he could've just... asked you about it? Why are you even this honest??
Maybe it was the revelation of your honesty that caught his eye or maybe it was your nature of mystery that shrouded your presence. Still, whatever it was, it definitely got him. He looked at his vision and saw his brother, but he saw you in his sword.
You... really tried to make him strong, didn't you? You made it sound like a grand investment; something that took a lot from you so that he could be the strongest among the Knights, if not the strongest in Mondstadt. That really meant something to him, whether you've figured that out or not.
It was all too likely then, that he'd fall for you. Everyone else had found their special someone and now this is his. You were finally his 'someone who wanted him around and accepted him'.
When you reveal that you know his darkest secret and you still care, you gave him a house. You kept his secret and you gave him food; your words of encouragement was the water he needed, as bitter as it was.
You were here for him — his truest friend. You were worth fighting for and you were someone who he could see himself with. He could look after you. He could protect you when he found the time.
So, with a lighter heart and stronger arms, he raised his sword and fought with you. He was truly and madly in love with you now, secrets or not. It didn't matter that you were one of few to know; you were all he needed.
He just needs to figure out how to tell you and when to do it...
JEAN
Now, unlike Kaeya and Diluc, you didn't actually main Jean prior to your isekai. In any case, you still cared for and valued her. When you were brought into the world of Teyvat, one of the first things you did was check in on Jean after Barbara mumbled about her worries for her. Jean gets it, her sister made you worry...
... but it was like, all of a sudden, it became a personal matter to you. Like you knew the damage she did to herself in trying to be more than the Dandelion Knight for Mondstadt. It wasn't very long until you were starting to get involved in her work-life balance and routine. Yes, she's very thankful for your kind words, but did you HAVE to cut off her coffee intake? Yes, you did She could take care of herself! No, she really couldn't
And okay, maybe the reason she puts up with now is no longer because of her sister's sake. This was supposed to be about Barbara sleeping peacefully about her sister, but somehow, Barbara's relief became more of an additional benefit. Jean had another reason to relax. Somewhere along the way, Jean started to feel a draw towards this person — this entity who cared for her in the intimate setting of her office after work. This individual with unforeseen power and abilities, and yet they held her so sweetly.
They asked for her opinion on romance novels. They asked Lisa for books that Jean might like, which Lisa had laughed about to Jean. This traveller completed commissions around Mondstadt; especially ones that had bothered Jean for a while on her desk. Sure, they cut off her coffee if they felt she had too much, but they made her some in the morning, too. They threw a blanket over her if she fell asleep at her desk, and surprise! Missing cats were found and menacing monster met their end.
Sometimes, she'd even find a flower on her desk, with a little story written on how it was found and how they thought it was cute. There was no shortage of reminders to hydrate and check her posture. She'd even heard from other knight on how you can be when someone is trying to report to Jean while she's resting!
Apparently, you give one hell of a glare if they even think of waking her up. She already knows that you'll end up writing it down for her if it wasn't already reported on paper. You were sweet like that. Therefore, how could she not fall in love you?
Kind, helpful, thoughtful you who tried your hardest to make her life easier, like some sort of assistant.
What a capable 'assistant' you were, with the ability to use 'artifacts' and wield elements without a vision. She now found herself thinking of you during her work. She kept all your flowers, treasured your notes... she had a whole filing cabinet dedicated to your silly stories. She loves all of them, and she's even started to come to terms with that fact that maybe, just maybe...
... ah, it's time for work again. You're proabbly waiting for her in her office, again.
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lunargrapejuice · 1 year
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‘put the icing down’
diluc ragnvindr + zhongli x reader with no pronouns used
first post for my birthday event 🥳 more will be posted throughout the week 💕
warnings: readers birthday, suggestive but nothing explicit, food play?, playful boys uwuwuwu <3
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diluc
the bright afternoon sun shines through the windows of the dawn winerys kitchen, rays of light glistening off of the glassware, warming your smiling cheeks and the bangs of your beloved bartender standing next to you. in the yellow glow the bright vermillion of his hair, currently tied back in a high ponytail, looks like cascades of fire down his back and yet as soft as the finest cashmere. if your hands weren’t covered in frosting you may not have been able to hold back from reaching out touch him and even though they twitch at the memory of his porcelain skin under your fingertips you still hold back, simply and quietly taking in how handsome he looks like this. 
those pink lips you could kiss endlessly are drawn in a thin line, his eyebrows furrowing as he concentrates on his cake decorating skills. the defined muscles of his arms, exposed thanks to the lack of his black jacket and his rolled up sleeves, flex with each movement. the light catches his eyes and you swear they sparkle like the most finely cut rubies. you can feel the love you hold for diluc swirling through your entire being, the warmth of it spreading to every nerve, and you welcome the way it encompasses you.
normally it would be adelinde who spent the day preparing your birthday cake and any other dishes you desired but since this morning the kitchen has only seen the young master and his darling. he didn’t question why when you asked him to make your cake with you, though he did have reservations about making it adequate enough to celebrate you but with little convincing, and maybe a bit of doe eyes on your part, he couldn’t deny your request. anything that made you smile he would put his whole body and soul into.
“i can feel you staring,” diluc says, the smile beginning to tug at his lips laced in his words and sweet tone. he doesn’t take his eyes off of your cake or the swirls of frosting he’s almost finished with but his attention is most certainly on you. 
“you’re just so handsome, i can’t help myself ‘luc.”
his hands still, the icing breaking from the piping tip and landing on his hand that was moving the plate the cake rested on. the room gets noticeably warmer in an instant. feeling bold after having left the dark knight hero speechless you reach for the scarred hand that's still motionless on the plate and bring it to your lips, your lashes fluttering closed when you kiss the spot where the icing had landed and it smears against your lips. it’s perfectly sweet and you hum in delight as it melts on your tongue.
when your eyes open, not letting go of his warm palm, you see his gaze still doesn’t meet yours but he clears his throat, hoping it will stop the blush creeping up his neck, and replies. “if i recall correctly, i’m the one that is supposed to be spoiling you today my love.” moving fast he grabs the hand that held his and finally his eyes meet yours, bright and burning, soft and full of adoration- they always take your breath away and make your heart beat wildly. but something about them like this.. in the shine of the sun, his tender, blushing smile only adding to their entrancing beauty, your whole body lights ablaze and is swallowed by his flames. “it is your birthday after all.”
if this was a battle to see who could fluster who the best he surely would have won. the way he spoke. the way he held your hand with a gentleness that said he would never hurt you and he would protect you forevermore but with a strength that said he wasn’t ever going to let you go. the love in his eyes that was reserved for you and you alone.. no matter how long you’ve been together you aren’t sure you could ever get used to being under his attention like this.
“diluc..” you turned from him and focused on the delicious cake you had baked together, trying to still your racing heart and stop yourself from pouncing on him and never letting go. with fidgeting fingers you reach for the icing bag and go to finish the last little bit of decoration diluc was working on before your honied words distracted him. 
“put the icing down.”
you don’t really get a chance to process what he’s asking or why before burning hands and calloused fingers hold onto your thighs, lifting you around his slim waist and onto the counter. the marble cools your skin even through your pants, the icing left forgotten near the cake. soft hair tickles your neck and slightly chapped lips brush against the space between your shoulder and your neck. being held so close to him with his lips peppering you with kisses you can only repeat his name in a breathless whisper and hold onto him like he might slip away had you not held on so tightly. 
“let me see to it that you are the one who gets spoiled today, okay?”
“but you already spoil me so much,” your words quiet, barely more than a breath against his hair as your mind quickly becomes full of nothing but diluc and his loving touch. 
he pulls away from your neck, gazing at you with a glint of playful mischief and a look that tells you he wont have it any other way today. his mind was set and you could not convince him otherwise.
“and i intend to spoil you so much more darling.” if his words didn’t stop you from retorting, he knew his next actions were sure to. he’d be sure to steal your attention in ways only he could, that he knows without a doubt will leave you unable to deny just how much he was planning on giving you. gently he grabs one of your hands, taking in your every reaction through thick red lashes as he lifts your hand and slips your icing covered fingers past his lips.
zhongli
the deep, rich, voice of zhongli brings a feeling akin to a warm glow in a quiet early evening throughout the entire apartment the moment he steps inside, just a stride behind you. closing the door and locking it swiftly he follows after you towards the kitchen, setting down the ribbon wrapped box of cupcakes he had purchased for you during your walk through the harbor. he had been sure to bring his wallet today when he took you into the city and began the festivities he had planned for your birthday; a delicious breakfast he made himself before getting ready and heading to pick up a new outfit he had custom made just for you. a rest for tea at the yanshang teahouse before even more shopping and a delicious lunch. it was only the midafternoon and he had already adorned you in the finest clothes, the most flawless gems and hairpins and the endless kisses he had placed to your forehead each time you blushed and smiled at his seemingly endless gifts and near insatiable need to spoil you with the finest of things. you had never seen him spend so much money, at least that was his own.
the story he was telling comes to end as he helps you out of your coat, nimble fingers lifting the fabric off your shoulders and down your arms. the back of his gloved fingers hands caress your skin and leave a tingling warmth in their wake. every time he touched you, with such care and adoration, you swore you could burst into shards of cor lapis but even if you did, he would delicately pick up every piece and expertly put you back together.
“- quite interesting, isn’t it?” you catch the last bit of what he says, your thoughts lost in his touch moments before but his breath brushes against your ear as he speaks and finally brings your attention to how close he actually is to you. 
agreeing with a mildly flustered smile you turn around to face him and reach for his vest. you lean into the large hand that cups your face, closing your eyes to soak in his love when his thumb caresses your cheek in slow meaningful motions. moments like this weren’t rare between the two of you but you could never get enough of it. and even still you wondered how in celestia the lord of geo had come to love you, a mere mortal adventurer, with such intimate intensity. 
fleeting and leaving you yearning for more, he places a chaste kiss to your lips and pulls away too quickly for how badly you want to keep him close to you.
“shall i brew a pot of tea to go with your birthday dessert?”
with a sweet ‘mhm’ and your longing heart, you follow him hand in hand deeper into the kitchen. you prefer to watch your beloved in his element of making tea rather than getting too much in his way trying to help, though he loved when you did. so instead you leaned against the counter and fiddled with the thin ribbon on the box as he went through meticulous and elegant steps to make you tea to share. he looked unbelievable like this, godly despite how human he was now. you don’t know when he took off his gloves but you couldn’t help staring at the gold pattern mirrored on his dark hands and arms. his long hair swayed against his back at his movements, the soft smile on his face proof of how much he enjoyed this. little did you know how much more it meant to him doing such things for you- his precious lily, his one and only.
as the tea leaves steep he turns his full attention back to you, catching you fiddling with the box and staring at him with hearts in your eyes. he never minded when you couldn’t take your eyes off of him and he hoped you wouldn’t mind when he did the same in return. in his 6000+ years of life you have been the most beautiful thing he had seen and he could hardly bear to look away from such beauty, like a dragon watching over his most prized possession. 
“the history of this family's recipes goes back quite a while back,” he comments, his ungloved fingers pulling at the strings and lifting the top off the box to reveal the yummy treats inside. they all look devine, the bit of cake you can see looks fluffy and the icing is decorated intricately. you almost feel bad you’re going to eat something this beautiful. “not long after the establishment of the city in fact.”
“it must be really delicious to have stayed around for so long,” and looking at them now you didn’t want to wait to give it a try.
“indeed,” he says with a chuckle as he watches you take one from the box and begin to unwrap it. so unbelievably adorable, he thinks when you take a bite and hum in satisfaction, your eyes fluttering closed when you relish in the creamy frosting against your taste buds. “how is it?”
“so good!” you beam up at him. before he can reply you’ve already brought it to his lips. he can smell the vanilla mixed with your scent and it makes his chest swell in a way he hadn’t ever felt untill he met you. “try it.”
leaning down he takes a bite and notes how the tea he picked to go with would pair perfectly. he hopes you’ll think so too.
you don’t know how it happened, how your hand suddenly felt weak - or maybe it was your whole body - as you watched the handsome man before you look so unintentionally sensual taking a bite of the food you offered him, but before you could stop it the cupcake had splitted from your gasp, frosting smearing across the edge of his lips and his chin as it fell from your hands and onto the counter top.
“ah! love i’m sorry!” you immediately apologize and reach for a paper towel to clean it off of him but before you can he’s already whipping it from his perfect skin with a fond smile on his face. his amber eyes flicker with ethereal light when he looks at his frosting covered fingers and then back at you. though still full of love his smile turns into one more playful and teasing than before. “what?” 
you don't need to clarify, he knows what you’re asking about and he adores your sweet curiosity. “you know darling,” he stares into your eyes and your heart races at the flash of white fangs when he smiles a little wider. whatever he’s thinking is apparently amusing him. “this icing would be even more delicious on you.”
he reaches to smear it against you but, despite your body heating from your cheeks to down between your legs, you manage to slip from his range.
mischievous little thing.
“oh no you don’t,” you tease and begin to round the island with quick steps, his playfulness rubbing off on you. “put the icing down!”
he chuckles and you giggle his name as he takes one long stride towards you and you keep up this little game of chase.
thinking you could stay away from his grasp a little longer you quickly turn to run the other way but as soon as you turn around you smack right into his chest, the icing on his finger smearing against your cheek when you move suddenly as to not fall over and he reaches with his free hand to steady you. he had moved so quickly you didn’t prepare yourself for how fast you would lose but you giggled nonetheless until you looked up and into his eyes, seeing the searing amber flecked with gold that stared back at you. there was no doubt those were the eyes of an archon. and like a predator having caught his prey, his lips curl into a victoriously smile. 
“not quite where i was aiming,” he notes, his voice still playful but somehow even deeper than normal, laced with the prowess of his true form and so willingly you succumbed to it. “but it’s no matter.”
as if you weren’t already clinging to him for stability, your hands bunched at the fabric of his shirt tighter at the ghost of his breath on your face; tighter at the wet warmth of his long forked tongue kitten licking the corner of your lips; tighter at the press of it against you to lick the icing right off your cheek. 
his chest rumbled against you and with the little remaining strength you have, you can only whisper his name before he steals the rest of it. easily he uses his own strength to keep you both upright and entangled with one another even as he places you on the counter to be an even finer dessert than the cupcakes. 
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ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ
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ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ, ɪᴛᴛᴏ, ᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ, ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: !ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ! ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ, ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ! ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ, ʏᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ
ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ, ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴇ ʜᴏʀɴʏ ♡
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✧・゚ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ
- Diluc is definitely the type who wouldn't demonstrate jealousy. rather cross his hands on his chest, breathing in a full breath, trying to focus on the work.
secondly, I don't even think he's the jealous guy. listen, Diluc knows you won't cheat on him, thus he can trust you.
- soft kisses on your forehead, which means "let's go home, darling" or he'd hold you by your waist which also means "she's mine".
- the redhead man is pretty good at hiding his emotions, as a matter of fact, no matter how long you two have been together, it's still difficult for you to understand his feelings.
- i guess, if somehow he gets jealous, the answer is obvious - he's out of town. just imagining someone hitting on you encourages him to have some feelings.
- if diluc caught kaeya (yep, that man knows he'd be jealous) or another bold person who'd dare to offer you a drink - well, that is time for retribution..
"honey, come here", pointing to his lap with his palms, Diluc sat on the chair, looking directly into your eyes, observing you taking off your shirt, exposing your bare beasts to the cool night air. "i want you to know you're mine. only mine". 
you smiled, sitting on his lap, burying your nose in a man's shoulder - you know that. you started a path of kisses from his shoulder to the neck, each time lingering longer.  you placed both of your palms on his cheeks, gently rubbing the skin with the thumbs; Diluc tilted his head back, exposing the neck, thus you could leave mark on his skin.
"your wish is my command, my love" he groaned. "now tell me, my angel" he raised his head to again meet your stare. "should we do gentle this night?"
✧・゚ɪᴛᴛᴏ
- clingy clingy clingy and clingy.
- DON'T GET ME WRONG HERE, but. i'm imagining him practically doing everything to get your attention. "heeey, y/n, look, there's super duper huge onikabuto!!" or "let's find out how long can i stand on my head without breathing!" you know - itto being itto things.
- and i bet he's got your attention.
- acting childish and maybe silly, but all to get that guy away from you.
- arataki itto, the head of the arataki gang himself.. will propose a contest of bugs. yep, that's right.
- yet being serious here, it's known that you belong to onni, it's evident on your neck: hickeys and marks and also his hands all over your body whenever you leave the house.
- first, when itto saw you and some guy talking, the next second he'd be holding your waist and kissing your cheeks.
- don't get me wrong here, but i'm sure both of you 'like' to play this game. moreover - you enjoy it!
"don't fucking touch yourself. take my cock deeper, i wanna be balls deep in that cute little mouth of yours" by now, you've realized how wrong it was to ignore him. however, there's something you're finding pleasure in: standing on your knees in the Chinju Forest and being a mouthful of cock and dripping pussy. the picture of you gagging on his big dick in the middle of the forest truly thrilling Itto's mind: he licks his dry lips, giving you some time to catch your breath.
"you've been ignoring me for hours and now you're gagging on my fucking cock, how sweet it is! daddy can't take it, too big? just suck my dick, honey".
even though you're far from a winner, the fact that in your "who loses because of jealousy" challenge you won - you smirk, knowing that you'll get your desired trophy at home.
✧・゚ᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ
- not as clingy as itto, not as malicious as dottore, yet zhongli is rather calm.
- he will be standing quietly behind your back while you tell a group of people about cor-lapis.
- nothing happens in liyue without him knowing, so he'll know exactly who tried to invite you to tea.
- however, the whole liyue knows that you are already with him.
- i don't think zhongli could be jealous at all. he's more likely to be worried if you're okay and no one is bothering you.
- but, he still might be a little jealous, although he's contradicted himself. it's more about that young vigorous boy you're working with.
"you know you're mine, y/n. and i'm all yours, darling." zhongli started, slowly undressing you, standing on his knees and taking your panties off. he kisses your ankles gently, staring deeply into your eyes; you simply can't take your eyes off the way how willingly and sexily he's kissing his way up to the most intimate.
"zhongli.." you moaned, running your fingers through his silky hair.
"yes, darling?" the man still found strength and politeness, despite being on the verge of exhaustion. "tell me, what's the problem?"
you would have tried to say something, but his deft tongue that touched your clit - made you mewl, opening your mouth in a speechless moan.
"I think I know what you want".
✧・゚ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ
- answer me.. do you wanna die?? if not, why the heck are you making him jealous? even if you did it unconsciously, don't do it.
- he is the exact opposite of Itto: this man would probably be staring and smirking, imagining thousands of examples of torture he'd gladly reward that lucky man.
- even the fatui are afraid to look at you since they're awarded of dottore's power. when you asked your partner about that, he shrugged, carefully stirring the contents of the test tube: "I have no idea, baby."
- rather cold-blooded than acting emotionally. the harbinger is even apprehensive about the fact that he does care about a miserable boy who's trying to get your attention and the way you're trying to hide your smile, cause you know what your partner will do to him.
- if the doctor, as i said before, finds his intentions beyond the boundaries of what of permissible, dottore would grab you by your waist and place his hand on your cheek, saying: "darling, is that guy bothering you?"
- say "yes", and no one will ever see this boy.
- you are only his toy, his little thing to play with, why is that guy even peeking at you?
- the second dottore is done with that unlucky man, he'll be patient: taking his time to play a little game with you.
"what is it, y/n, can't take it anymore?" surely teasing you, as his two fingers are stretching your pussy. to his command "do not interrupt eye contact" with your tearful eyes, you're observing him smiling mockingly whilst his second hand is playing with your clit. both of your hands are tied above the headboard as you're trying not to move your knees together of how intensive and ending those feelings are.
"'m c-cum-ming!" you tried to mumble, yet all in vain: you whimpered some inaudible words as your mind got blurred in consequence of your other upcoming orgasm.
"not now, slut, not now." dottore is cooing, gently stroking your inner thighs. "after all, that's your punishment" he pulled out his fingers, just to put them in his mouth to have a taste of you.
"you taste so sweet, my little toy, do you mind if I lick your juices, darling?
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