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kaeyas-beloved · 5 months
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a moment too late
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Characters: Ayato, Diluc, Childe, Cyno, Wriothesley, Zhongli
— your husband doesn't make it to you in time...
CW: ANGST w/ very little to no comfort, gn!reader (they/them pronouns), scars (Diluc), blood (Diluc, Childe, Cyno, Zhongli), death (all except Cyno and Diluc), kidnapping (Cyno), minor Fontaine Act 1 + 4 spoilers (Primordial Sea Water - iykyk), spoilers for Childe’s real name
val's no sympathy novemeber masterlist
I don't know if I can take a month of hurting my boys....
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Thinking about them not making it in time...
Ayato, who had been in an important meeting.
He'd given strict instructions to all his retainers and the Shuumatsuban to not interrupt under any circumstance. So, when one of the newer helpers knocked on the door, the commissioner was less than pleased. Without letting the young man get a word out, Ayato cuts him off, a sharp smile on his face. "Please, wait outside. I'll deal with the matter after this."
When the retainer tried again, a feeble "but, my lord-!" sputtering over his twisted tongue, the change in Ayato's tone couldn't be missed, and it left no room for interjections.
When a second knock echoed through the room some minutes later, it took everything in the clan head not to sigh out loud in front of all the powerful politicians and businessmen. This time, however, when it was the familiar face of Thoma that stepped in, a scarily straight face as his expression, something shifted in the male. It didn't help that the pyro user didn't stop his advancement toward him, even at the call of his name.
It was like the whole world shattered the moment the blond leaned by his ear, the news that you'd been placed in the nearest hospital plummetting his heart into his stomach.
There's this inner struggle that takes over, the role of a leader and your husband fighting against one another - he can't just leave so abruptly, but he also feels like he might crumble if he isn't by your side in the next ten seconds.
It's the firm hand that's placed on his shoulder that breaks him away from his thoughts. Following the arm he meets the slight smile of Thoma, "I have this handled, my lord. Go, be with them."
He's up and out of the room in an instant, briskly walking in the direction of the hospital. When he gets there he borderline demands the receptionist to tell him your room number, off again the moment she gets the last syllable out. Just as he reaches the curtain separating you from him, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest, a doctor steps out.
"Lord Kamisato..." his tone is grave as he blocks the entrance with his body. Despite the obvious attempt to stop the young lord from entering, your husband tries to sidestep him. He's stopped by a simple raise of the hand and he feels a mix of disdain and unsettlement swirl within.
"Please, let me speak with them," Ayato nothing but begs, something he never does. He's known as a negotiator, a logical reasoning man, he doesn't need to beg for what he needs in the political world, but for you, his world, he'd gladly grovel at this man's feet just for you.
The aforementioned man licks his lips, adjusting his clipboard so it rests against his chest, "I'm sorry Mr. Kamisato, but that won't be possible..."
The urgency rises and Ayato moves the doctor out of his way, stepping into your room. It doesn't take a genius to put two and two together about what was trying to be said, but your lover can't bring himself to believe it. Not you too.
The moment he's at your bedside he leans close, trying to wear a smile as he places his hand on your shoulder, softly shaking you the exact same way he did that very morning. "My dear... wake up. This is no time for your silly tricks, we have to go home and have dinner together like I promised." His warm hands move up to your cheek, brushing his thumb along your equally warm skin, but when you make no move or noise the reality finally sets in for him.
His broken smile slips and all he can manage is a soft call of your name. Of course, there's still no answer, and Ayato is stuck flipping between the different stages of grief.
What if he'd listened the first time? Let the retainer who initially walked in speak? Would he have gotten a chance to speak with you? To tell you he loves you? To say goodbye properly?
You can't actually be dead, right? There's no way this is happening to him again.
He starts to promise to spend more time with you, he'll take off as much time as you want him to, he'll take you to that restaurant you've been wanting to go to but couldn't bring yourself to without him, he'll visit the land of Liyue with you - he knows you've been gushing about the scenery and culture recently. He'll do it all and more, you just had to open your eyes again for him.
Silence.
"Damn it all..." he whispered, face twisting in agony. Of course he couldn't have it his way this time. As if his parents weren't enough, the world just had to take you away from him too.
The doctor watches for a moment as one of the most powerful men in Inazuma sheds tear after tear before him, the droplets falling and hitting your lifeless body. As Ayato sinks to his knees before you, the doctor takes this as his cue to step out.
For the next few hours, the hospital is noticeably quieter, no one daring to interrupt a man who's just lost one of the dearest people to him.
For the next few hours, Ayato's tears slowly soak your shirt, his grip on the bedding knuckle white, his sobs muffled by your skin as it slowly grows colder and colder, fighting to commit everything about you to memory.
That night, he could not bring himself to eat dinner, for all he could remember was you, the way you smiled at him and how it was all ripped away from him, never to be seen again.
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Diluc, whose connections are spread all over the world yet no one could locate you.
It should be impossible. The owner of Dawn Winery only associates himself with competent business partners. So, how could it be that the best of the best from all walks of life and all backgrounds couldn't locate the one person he needed to find?
Tirelessly, the redhead looked for you. Many sleepless nights weighed on him from shouldering so many responsibilities at once. He constantly asked for updates on the investigation and every time the news that there were no advances was just another layer of stress for him. So, of course, the moment the word of your location reached his ears, Diluc was up and out the door, claymore in hand, a fury in his eyes that few have seen only a handful of times.
When he got there, there being some far corner of Starfell Valley on the mountainside, there was no time to process or ask questions. All he knew was that you needed help if you wanted even a chance of making it out alive.
By a stroke of luck, you managed to escape the Abyss Mages that had been holding you hostage, an atrocious act that was no doubt aimed to make The Darknight Hero suffer. However, weaponless and exhausted, the creatures of down under easily caught up to you, surrounding you and throwing you around like a ragdoll. Diluc counted seven - one hydro, two electro, two cryo and two pyro - each using the elements to keep you from running too far.
With a few swift strikes of his enflamed claymore, the cryo and hydro mages disappeared in a cloud of red and black. Of course, they'd be the easiest of the group to get rid of. The last four would be the real challenge.
In between strikes, Diluc managed to get close to you, bending down to your fallen form. “Are you alright? Can you walk?” He did a once over of your body, noting that dirt clung to you and a couple cuts littered your skin. You could barely move too, having the shit kicked out of you.
“Not very far…” you groaned, raising your body slightly off the ground. Your lover nodded, glancing at the enemy before helping you stand.
“That’s alright, just get to that tree over there. I’ll come get you and take you home soon.” Diluc watches for a moment as you nod and begin to make your way over, turning his back to you once you've made decent progress. Taking up his weapon once more, it's a brutal clash of sparks and fire as he lets his adrenaline and rage fuel his every move. Soon, one electro mage goes down, and then the second and then one of the pyro ones until all that stands between him and getting you medical care and a nice bath is a single pyro Abyss Mage.
The demonic creature cackles loudly, a shrill sound that echoes in the silence. As it begins to wave its staff, a shock of recognition strikes Diluc and he glances around, looking for where the fire-breathing faces are going to appear. When he doesn't spot any dread fills his being and he chances a glance towards you, praying to the Archons that what he's thinking isn't about to play out.
The gods weren't in his favour.
Time seems to slow as he watches the triangle of heads surround you; he watches as you slowly turn to face one head-on, your tired eyes widening as you register the situation. Dilcu's only able to catch you turning your face away before he attacks the mage while its guard is down, interrupting its early dance of victory.
The next few minutes are a blur, both for you and your husband. Everything hurts, any slight movement or breath sends shooting pain through your body. When Diluc picks you up off the ground you let out the most heartbreaking cry he's heard and it took everything in him not to just stand there and soothe you.
He mumbled apology after apology, offering words of comfort as he ran as best he could without harming you further. When he made it to the cathedral he was ushered out of the room, every nun available flocking to your side. Despite the overwhelming emotions building in him, Diluc lets you go, waiting with as much patience as he can muster, which isn't a lot at that moment.
It takes about an hour before a sister approaches him, every second that he waited excruciating. She tells him that while your face was unharmed, you having managed to lean out of the way just in time, your upper arm, shoulder and the base of your neck on your left side were burned pretty bad and that scarring was almost guaranteed.
"But are they alive?" is all he asks in return. He cares that you were hurt, but he cares more to know if you'll live to spend another day with him. All the sister can do is nod, informing him that recovery will be slow, but you are alive. She adds right after that while you passed out from everything he was still allowed to enter and sit by your side. So, he does.
The nun didn't lie when she told him that things would be slow. It took several days before you could be discharged, and even when you were the days and nights that followed were filled with more torture than the usual joy.
Your burns would irritate at the slightest things, and you started to doubt your looks, wondering if your husband would still love you by the end when the wounds were all healed. At night you were haunted by nightmares of your time in captivity, and by the face of the abyss spell that burned you. It didn't help that the face was red and fluffy, just like Diluc's hair, leaving you to back away from him every time you woke up from that recurring dream, your mind tricking you that that thing had come back.
And all Diluc could do was hold you close to his chest once you saw that it was just him. He'd rub a warm hand along your back as you sobbed and shivered, quietly blaming himself for not being fast enough - to find you, to defeat the enemy, to get you out of the way of the fight. If he had been, if he succeeded in any of those things, then maybe you wouldn't have to live with this pain and trauma.
You were alive, but at what cost?
———
Childe, who was all the way in Inazuma for a mission.
Your husband left you that fateful day with a tight hug, a promise to come home and a kiss on the lips. As he walked further and further away from you all you could think about was greeting him in the same fashion. Your touch was his favourite thing after all, a reminder that you're there with him and that you love him despite all his wrongdoings.
The day came when Ajax set foot back in his homeland, and the first thing he did was search for you at the dock. When he didn't spot you, he'll admit he was a little disappointed but didn't think much of it. You were most likely just relaxing at home.
Yet, when he walked through the door he couldn’t find you anywhere. “Strange… where could they have gone? Maybe mom and dad’s?”
A quick trip over there reveals nothing however, just the tidbit of information from his mother on how it’s been a couple days since you’ve visited and that you last told them you were needing to chop some firewood.
Now he was not only confused but a sense of dread plagued his chest. Hoping it’s just his normal worrying, Ajax bids farewell to his family and heads back home. Sure enough, he spotted some stacked logs off to the side. What didn’t make sense though was the lack of an axe and the footprints that lead further into the tree line behind your home.
Following the tracks, the male’s eyes widen and his expression falls as the patterns in the snow go from clean prints to frantic clusters, as if you began running. What really injected fear into him though was the barely visible Treasure Hoarder insignia buried in the snow, its gold sheen glistening from the sun.
At this point his feet had a mind of their own as he picked up the pace, his mind running a mile a minute with the scariest thoughts his brain could conjure.
He wasn’t sure if he should've been relieved or frightened when he found you lying in the snow. Either way, he sprinted the rest of the way to you, calling out your name. You were on your side, back to him; you must’ve rolled into the fetal position to stay warm.
And that’s when he noticed it, the pink tint of the usually pure white snow surrounding your fallen form. Panic shoots through him as he rolls you onto your back, his hand recoiling at the state you were in, covering his mouth.
"No..." your cold gaze stares up at the sky, skin lacking the warmth he craves after a long day. Between the folds of your undone coat reveals where most, if not all the blood flowed from, now dry from days passed. With a shaky hand, he moves the cloth aside, surveying the damage.
The cut was deep but didn't hit anything major from the looks of it... you would have bleed out slow and painfully, and the mere idea makes him sick to his stomach. More and more he looks at the damage done to you and the more his blood boils and his heart stutterers. You were innocent, his spouse, his best friend, you had no intimate dealings with Fatui work, so why you?
His eyes narrow back in the direction of the insignia, the sorrow morphing into anger; they were fucking cowards, going after you instead of him. At the sanctuary of your home no less.
Looking back at the body that once housed your soul, he noticed something odd about your hand. It was clasped shut like you were holding onto something.
He starts to pry your fingers open, and for just a moment he can imagine that you're alive, back in the warmth of your home, grasping his scarf in a game of keep away. He'd pull you close, wrapping an arm around you and trapping you to his chest, grasping your wrist and trying to get the red fabric from you. Your husband would laugh merrily, "demanding" that you give him it back or else, to which you'd tell him no, because as long as you had it then he couldn't leave for the day.
When your palm finally opens up is the same moment time really stops and the world doesn't feel real around him. Picking up the small object, Ajax clasps it in his own hands, bringing it close to his chest - his heart - in hopes of feeling just the last bit of you left behind. He won't ever know this, but what he's doing now was exactly what you did in your final hour - you held the tangible promise you made with him close to you, your thoughts filled with him and only him as you took your last breath.
From that day onwards, your wedding ring rests against his collarbone, a string looped through it. He never takes it off, nor does he remove his own ring, because to him, you were the only one fit to take the place at his side in life. He doesn't want anyone else to love him, because no one could ever love or hold him in such high regard like you did.
It was everything or nothing, and you are his everything. Since you're gone, he'll gladly settle for nothing. Anything else and he'd label himself a cheater to your love.
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Cyno, who prioritized catching the mastermind, lest any more innocents get hurt.
The General Mahamatra trudged back through the desert sands, clouds of dust trailing behind him. His grip was tight against the criminal’s wrists, leaving no room for escape. While part of him was solely focused on the captured mastermind, another part of him was thinking about you and how he's going to make it up to you for neglecting you the last few weeks. How could he ever possibly thank you or repay you for your neverending patience?
Rounding the last rock, Cyno finally makes it back to where he left you, having instructed you to wait there until he returned. You know that it was vital to stay put, so why is it that you've disappeared? Eyes red like the sunset scan the camp, finding that nothing was missing among your personal belongings or supplies.
As he continued to try and piece together the clues, you stood frozen in the shadows, an arm pulling you against a chest, keeping you in place. The hand over your mouth didn't help quell your fear, nor did the warm, rancid breath that tickled your neck.
How hard do you have to stare at the back of your lover's head for him to just turn in your direction!? Apparently very hard, because no matter how much you will a telepathic message his way, he still fails to find you. Tears begin to slide down your face - is this really it? Will this be the end? When he's so close to you? Will he turn and walk in the wrong direction, giving the man holding you time to escape with you in tow?
The looming threat that if you step out of line you risk harming yourself and Cyno plays in your mind, but you also remember nights lying in bed with your husband, whispering reassurance to him that no matter the situation you knew he'd always save you. You had full confidence in his abilities.
Gathering your resolve you take a leap of faith and elbow your captor, biting the hand that impairs your voice. Making a mad dash from the hiding spot, you scream for Cyno, watching as his head whips in your direction.
It all happened so fast after that. One second there's just you, him and the two Eremites and in the next, you're surrounded. The mastermind Cyno had been holding manages to retch his arms free, whistling a tune causing other desert dwellers to pop up from seemingly nowhere. A capture net is being thrown over you, aiming true and trapping you once more. Cyno, now flanked from all sides, can only watch helplessly as two men grasp the ends of the net, dragging you like you're nothing but a sack of goods.
You squirm with all your might, but it does nothing as you're effortlessly tossed in a caravan, screaming and sobbing for your husband. Amidst the scuffle, the leader orders the others to "shut them up" and right after a powder is poured on you, the effects taking seconds to kick in.
You begin to quiet until you slump on your side, and Cyno feels the urgency build even more. He channels all the strength he has into at least breaking through to get to you, but the moment he does the snap of reins echoes out and the cart takes off.
So, he runs, because for once something much for valuable that his life is on the line. Because he can't afford to let the bad guy get away this time.
But a man cannot match the pace of a horse, and it isn't long before his stamina reaches its limit and he stumbles, and you disappear over the horizon.
———
Wriothesley, who believed he could save everyone.
By no means was the warden of the Fortress of Meropide lacking in skills. He's proven time and time again that he's worthy of the title of Duke among the underwater structure, able to shoulder the responsibility of keeping each and every inmate well cared for and as comfortable as possible.
Perhaps that was the reason he's failing now to protect those he really cares for, for you were no inmate, but rather the person he swore to spend the rest of his life with.
He knew that this day would come, but he was still so, so unprepared for it. The damn seal was due to break sooner or later, and it chose today of all days to do so. The evacuation was quick, maybe even quicker than the first one, but there was one difference this time around. Today was also the day that a couple Melusines had come in Monsieur Neuvillette's place, delivering some reports to Wriothesley while also taking this time to speak with Sigewinne.
"Where are they?" The Duke grits his teeth, running through every area he can reach. You weren't far behind, having insisted a second pair of eyes was better than one. When another room turned up empty he slammed his first into the wall, cursing loudly.
You did another look through in the places he missed before sighing, placing a hand on his chest, "We'll find them Wrio. Take a deep breath, please." He stares at you for a moment, doing as you suggested. You offer a small smile, "There aren't many rooms left, they've gotta be here."
"I know," he sighs, running a hand through his messy hair, "but we're running out of time."
Just as he says that the building rumbles and shakes, the sound of a pipe bursting in the distance sending fear through your body. All it takes is a shared look for you two to start running again, eyes and ears sharp as you try to catch even the slightest signs of life.
There were only two rooms left to check when you heard a call, not by a Melusine but by a pair of inmates. Turning to look, your stress levels spike.
“Shit, this isn’t good,” Wriothesley mutters, surveying the situation the moment you both made it over. One of the inmates was trapped underneath a metal panel, and his buddy wasn’t strong enough to lift it off him on his own.
They plead for help and you can see the cool grey eyes of your lover start to unfocus, a million thoughts passing through his mind. Time is running out, and as he's internally about to lose his cool the sound of your voice brings him back.
Laying a hand on his shoulder you squeeze firmly, "Listen, how about we split up? You deal with this and I go find the Melusines. We'll be faster that way."
His eyes widen at your proposition, and he doesn't even have to think twice about denying, "Now, hold on just a-!"
Another tremor, and you have to harden your tone to get your point across, “We don’t have time Wriothesley, help them and I’ll search the two rooms. When you’re done get them out of here, I won’t be far behind!”
He wants to say no, wants you to get to the surface and he'll take care of the inmate and missing Melusines, but as he looks at the crumbling Fortress he finds himself biting his lips before nodding. "You better stay safe, or else."
You smile, turning and disappearing into the second last room. A quick search proves nothing and when you leave you see your husband beginning to pull out the stuck inmate. You're able to meet gazes for a moment only to break it off, rushing into the last room.
It's easy to spot the brightly coloured blue beings amongst the dreary Fortress walls. "Thank Archons!" You sigh, almost tripping over your feet in your hurry to get them, scooping them up in your arms, "we have to go now you two!"
There's a groan of metal and the clatter of something collapsing in the distance, and it's safe to say you didn't waste time sprinting out of there. As you pass where you last saw your husband, there's a momentary wave of relief at seeing him no longer lingering there. You know then that he's gotten out, and that he's probably waiting anxiously for you.
The thought pushes you to get out faster, jumping over any puddles that have formed or debris. But just because you can jump doesn't mean you can dodge.
One piece then two fell from above, but when you look up dread courses through you upon the realization that a good section of the roof is about to drop. You acted before you could fully think and tossed the two tiny beings in your arms, sprinting just a little faster before leaping yourself. You're glad you managed to throw them out of the collapse zone, but you weren't so lucky, your leg getting trapped from midway to your knee and down under the pile of rubble. All it took was one attempt at tugging your leg out to know it was stuck under there good.
"Go," you pointed in the direction of the exit, immediately beginning to dig yourself out. The least you could do was get them to safety. The Melusines however hesitated, looking at each other before looking at you again. You knew they weren't strong enough to lift anything off you, so you repeated the one-word order, adding that you'd be right behind them.
You hear more than you see them run off, and after a minute of struggling you manage to free yourself, continuing towards the exit.
Wriothesley didn't stick around the entrance, instead busying himself with checking on everyone. If he didn't then he'd go mad and rush back in to get you. As he made another round he spotted the two creatures of the sea clutching onto the Iudex, their heads buried in his neck. If they were safe, then you must've made it out too, right?
Wriothesley gives the order to close the Fortress of Meropide off completely, and he watches unaware as he cages you in. It's only by chance that, once he's almost to the surface, he looks out the window of his escape submarine and through one of the windows of the Fortress. The horror sets in.
Even if it's useless, you stumble and limp up to the glass, banging on it, screaming for him. You're not sure what he'd do though, maybe you just wanted to see him one last time, wanted to tell him you love him, that it's not his fault. You stare at him, tears streaming down your face before turning your back to the ocean and sliding down to the ground.
Even if he can't hear you, you whisper out your love for him, how you'd never hold this against him. You pray to the Archons, to the Traveler, to Neuvillette, to Clorinde to watch over him for you.
You eye the rising water, and to make it just a little more bearable you pretend it's the first time you got Wriothesley to go swimming with you. You had dip your toes in first, as a show that the water wouldn't bite. He wasn't scared of the water, and he knew how to swim; he wasn't ashamed of the scars on his body either. No, he refused to go swimming back then because he didn't want to freeze, and it took you and the trust he placed in your word to tell him the water was perfect.
So, you repeat that same action, imagining Wriothesley is right beside you like that day years ago.
From the water pod, your husband watches frozen as you vanish in an instant, continuing to watch as the water rises until it's above the height of the glass. In that single moment, most of the warmth in his heart vanishes along with you.
"You promised you'd be safe... I trusted you..."
It was the first and last time any prisoner would see the almighty Wriothesley cry out, for he swore sometime later that he'd close off his heart and never let anyone get as close as you did. He knows deep down that's not what you'd want, but he knew he could never go through the same pain again and still continue to live.
———
Zhongli, who you were fighting side by side with.
It's always been like that, you and him up in arms against the world. It was like that in the Archon War, in the Cataclysm and any other time someone threatened the safety of the Lord of Geo's territory. You had his back and he had yours, something that only grew stronger as your relationship developed from war buddies to friends then finally to lovers.
It was... naive of you both to think that you'd be able to spend eternity together without issue. You were too blinded by the fact that you were both going to withstand time and he believed that there was no way he'd fail to protect you, not with the strength he possessed.
Your downfall was not due to time or a lack of strength, but rather your own desire to keep the man you love safe from harm.
Zhongli did not see the sword pierce your skin, but he did hear the strangled cry you let out. He felt the fear wash over him, he saw the bloody aftermath as you fell forward into him, no longer able to hold yourself upright.
Instinctively he wraps his arms around you, sinking to the grass with you. Crimson stains his hands and clothes fast as if the wound was his own and he knows right then that your time together is limited.
The pain you feel is searing and with each breath you take you're fighting to keep that air in your lungs long enough to get more. Your husband spoke softly as he stroked your shoulder, "Why did you take the hit for me?"
When you looked up into his warm, amber eyes you knew then that this was the last time he'd hold you, the last time you'd speak with one another. How interesting it is that you both realized at different points that this was the end.
"You..." you cough, body trembling in his hold and Zhongli almost regrets asking you to speak. He just wants to make you comfortable in your last moments, to act as if everything is okay. "You... were going to get hurt."
The man you knew to never weep lets a single tear slide down his face, a light chuckle getting stuck in his throat, "ah, how like you to put me above yourself. I'm the same way with you, so I suppose I can't point fingers, now can I?"
“No… you can’t,” you smile back, but it’s tough to force it through the pain. You cough again and this time a little blood comes up as well.
It’s getting harder and harder to breathe as the seconds tick by. “Morax.”
The former Archon stiffens; you rarely ever call him by his real name unless you're serious about something. "Yes, my dear? What is it?" When he sees you trying to lift your hand to his cheek, Zhongli dips his head, placing his own hand over yours.
Glazed eyes watch as you swallow, stuttering on your own breath, "I'm... I'm very proud of the man you've become compared to the Archon I first met. I'm very proud of the things you've done for Liyue, and I'm grateful for the things you've done for me."
Your eyes droop a little, and he knows your time to depart is near when he sees you rest your head against him more and with the way he has to hold up your hand for it to stay resting on his cheek. He swears he won't let you slip away until you've said your final peace.
"I... I need you to promise me something Morax."
"You know I will always do my best to honour your wishes," he tells you, his grip tightening on your hand. A sudden breeze picks up, blowing his hair in such an elegant way that your face softens, never not amazed by his beauty. Tranquillity washes over you, and it may sound crazy, but the scent the wind brought to you smelt like home, like a simpler time in your life.
All other sounds are drowned out, the wind blowing them far away so he could hear you clearly, "You have to find happiness again... even though I won't be there for you. Can... can you promise me that?"
He pulls you impossibly closer, removing your hand just to place a gentle kiss on your palm before returning it to its place, "I promise." In that moment he feels like he's lied to you, for he believes he'll never truly recover from your death, but that doesn't mean he won't try for you. And as you smile up at him for the last time, Morax feels that he could live with his answer to you.
Much like his friends of old, he knows he'll see you in the little things around the city - a lantern, a blooming flower, a cup of tea, the fires in fireplaces - as if you're watching over him. He'll continue to walk forward as everything passes him by, mingling with the ever-changing people and culture and surrounding himself with friends, because that's what he promised you, and he wants you to see that even when you're not by his side to experience it yourself.
"I'm happy now, see? But I will never be as happy as I was with you"
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shanieveh · 9 months
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genshin men crushing on you !
SCARAMOUCHE who instantly thinks you want to be him when you enter his office. He who blushes intensly at your every physical touch. Once caught blushing, he immediately pulls up every excuse in the book. He denies his clear favoritism of you, pouting and crossing his arms, hoping you would get the memo to pinch his cheeks and let him see your smile.
ALHAITHAM who suddenly has every free time in the world when you arrive. He thought following you around in the city everywhere you go would send a clear message that he likes you. Purchasing anything you may need in every stall, making sure you were filled with items and hoping you will remember who bought them. Who cares about work anyway?
KAVEH who makes a future house for himself once he moves out, but can't help to add your favorite antiques and favorite designs dreaming that you would live with him in a domestic paradise. The way he includes you in all parts of his life, from eating fruit that reminds him of you, to romanticizing fantasy that he was a different person, unflawed and brave, whisking you away into a world only both of you know.
DILUC who always acts like a gentleman to everyone but cold statue to you. He just doesn't know how to act or feel, he was afraid of saying the wrong words or send a wrong message. But once relaxed he acts like a companion—an angel who comforts you in your lows and sometimes smiles and claps in your highs. He didn't need to try to make you fall, he just needed to be Diluc.
KAEYA who becomes a delusional man when you're around. You said hi? That means "I like you". Everytime he sees you staring at him, he would think it was intense stare of yearning even if it was just for a second. But once you try and approach him, all his confidence about your mutual feelings disappear. Does he look good? Did he say the right thing? But as he blushed and you laughed softly. He immediately thought. Are you in love with him?
CYNO who saw your presence in his TCG match and instantly beats his enemy in like 2 rounds. All of his premium jokes are to be said only around you, the basic unfunny ones can go to everybody else. They don't matter. Collei and Tighnari had enough about his gushing over you. It even went to how your exact shade of lips matched a random item he owns meaning both of you were soulmates. He needs help.
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sonder-paradise · 1 year
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𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐎𝐡, 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐦 — 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭
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◊ ft. kazuha, cyno, wanderer, gn!reader
◊ genre. fluff, infuriating love, accidental confessions
◊ a/n. based off that tik tok audio that goes “oh, i hate him! but, oh, how i love him”
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— 𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚
oh there was something just so infuriating about kazuha sometimes. he runs through your mind in a wafting haze and despite his sweet, charming smile, you see the way he teases you. the way he brushes his fingers against your cheek, asking with an innocent smile if you're alright.
"are you sure you wouldn't like some assistance?"
you can see the laughter in his perfect eyes and you pull back. he's just so charismatic, just so lovely, just so... so annoying!
the one night you're not with him, you're speaking with the wind. it combs back your hair with whispy fingers and tells you to spill your secrets.
"oh, i can't stand that man sometimes!" you sigh, "he's too charming for his own good!"
kazuha smiles to himself, sitting in the branches above. he sends a flickering leaf down to you, but you pay it no attention as it kisses your head.
"but i suppose that's why i love him..."
with that, he tumbles from the tree's lofty wooden arms and stands before you. your eyes widening before he's reaching out to seemingly cusp your face.
"y/n... you've got something in your hair."
his hand flickers to the leaf settled on your head and you stare at him in vast awe. oh, he truly is just so annoying!
— 𝐂𝐲𝐧𝐨
bursting into your bedroom, you flung your items from your travels to and fro. frustration pulses through your mind before you settle on the sofa nearby, plopping down and clutching a throw pillow.
that bothersome general mahamatra! you stared at the pool of items you had thrown onto the floor. everything you carried during your brief travel with him.
"how can one man be so oblivious?!"
from the shadows of the doorway, cyno peers inside. he questioned your odd behavior early this evening, but never had he thought he was the root of your problem.
"ooh! i hate him! i hate him!"
cyno's stunned; frozen to his feet. you dislike him that strongly? the throw pillow in your hands flies towards the door behind which he stands and for the first time in a long time, cyno flinches hearing its impact.
"but, god, i can't hate him," you sigh, "not when he's so..." the words drift away from you but cyno catches them. he wants to, anyways.
and he feels his cheeks warm.
he peeks in through the doorway, watching as you stand to pick up the pillow. you're a mere couple of inches away from him and his heart races in a way he's never felt before.
and suddenly, he's staring into your eyes and—
"...cyno?"
ah, could a heart potentially stop this way?
— 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫
you could not believe that such a horrific nuisance of a man claimed a piece of your heart. you stared at the white handkerchief Scaramouche had handed you earlier.
how pretentious he sounded whilst clicking his tongue and wiping away your scratches and wounds after a rather nasty fight. his scolding felt like acid against your skin.
yet, the way he gently wiped your cheek and dabbed away the caked-up blood embedded on your fingers...
you crumpled the clean handkerchief in the palm of your hand. you wouldn't... you couldn't...
frowning, you held the handkerchief to your face, trying not to remember the way he stroked back your hair just so he could get a better look at you.
"fuck...!"
"what's got you in such a shitty mood?"
the very man you were cursing arrived at your side, smirking somewhat at your rather erratic behavior.
"what're you doing here?" you grumbled, narrowing your eyes at him.
"i'm here for you."
your eyes widened, your breath got caught in the back of your throat, your mouth opened and you—
"Not literally you though. Just to get back my handkerchief."
This little...!
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lxmine · 1 year
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can i request how diluc, xiao, scara, cyno and tighnari confess to the reader?
❝i love you.❞ + diluc, xiao, wanderer, cyno, tighnari x gn!reader
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+. fluff
+. summary ; them confessing to you
+. A/N YES NONNY I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT THANK YOU SO MUCH MWA MWA MWA and I JUST KNOW TIGHNARI ALSO ONOWS VARIOUS LANGUAGE JUST LIKE AL HAITHAM TOO, NOT MANY AS AL HAITHAM BUT U KNOW HE’S A SCHOLAR TOO HE’S GOTA KNOW OTHER LANGUAGES TOO
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wanderer
sitting somewhere in vanarana, you didnt know such place existed, though you couldn’t see the children of the forest, you could still feel their presense near. kuni insisted on taking you here. you chuckled as kuni bashfully took the flower crown off him, but you kept on placing it in his head. “stop, this is so childish.”
“you look beautiful!” you complimented, cupping his cheeks making him look at you but he avoided eye contact. he sighs, how can such a mortal he calls his friend make him feel like this. though without a heart, he could feel something beating fast in his chest, he doesnt understand.
he clears his throat. if you were to embarass him, he too shall embarass you. confused when he so suddenly grabbed your face closer to him. “i… i’d destroy teyvat for you.” he says with a faint blush on his face. “if you are ever to be taken away from me… i’d gladly be the villain again.” he says softly caressing your face.
you smile painting your face. “is this your way of telling me you like me?” you chuckled letting go of his face, letting him just jold you. “wow, you’re not too dumb to not notice.” he jokes looking at your face. “i’d do anything for you, if you ask me.” he smiles, slowly leaning closer and closer. “kuni…” you whispered as your lips touched his.
“arapacati thinks it’s a happy ending!” says the aranara who’s beside them. “arakavi thinks arapacati should cover arapacati’s eyes.” arakavi says peeking over to the two lovers and then covering his eyes once again.
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cyno
sitting at the tavern along with tighnari, kaveh and al haitham while cyno pours out drinks for kaveh. they both seemed drunk already. and cyno really does seem different while he’s drunk. “you know, you know al haitham?” asks cyno while a hand placed on kaveh’s shoulder. al haitham beside you gives them a side eye.
“of course, he’s my roommate after all.” kaveh chuckles. “oh god, i regret joining. they are so embarassing.” says tighnari who’s already dying of embarassment. “why is he always so close with yn!? are they together or something?!” cyno slams his fist on the table making you, tighnari, and kaveh startled.
“you know, you should keep your boy in line kaveh! i’m telling you, the next time i see him so close with them again… i… i will gut him!” he says giving the table another slam. “holy shit, cyno can you stop doing that, my ears are sensitive you know!” tighnari complains kicking the general under the table, but cyno’s eyes are glued to you. and you’re a blushing mess too.
“oh there they are. hello yn.” he smiles giving you a wave. al haitham chuckling beside you. “you, green man! get off, they’re mine okay?” says cyno standing up from his seat, swiftly pushing al haitham off. “yn~ i love you so much.” he mumbles clinging onto you. “im so glad i bought this kamera.” al haitham says before snapping a picture to black mail the mahamatra.
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diluc
diluc didnt know what to say nor how to react. looking at you smiling at him unapologetically. “how… how the hell are you even smiling right now?” he asks sternly, looking at you with an intense glare making you feel really scared. “look, i’m sorry okay? it’s just… i thought i was of help so i jumped into the scene!” you explained.
“havent i told you to not act so impulsive!? look where that got you!? you almost fucking died!” oh no, diluc is cussing. that’s when you know you messed up real bad, because he too is screaming now. “i told you to stay back, protect yourself from harm while i do my damn job. i could’ve lost you!” he says almost in tears slowly walking over to you.
falling onto his knees in front of you. “‘luc… why do you even… worry so much?” you asked placing a hand on his cheek. he looks at you with his adoring gaze. “i would have thought you caught on by now.” he chuckles, holding your hand that is caressing his cheeks and kisses your palm. “i love you, yn. i always will.”
he held your hand tightly but softly, as if you’d slip away from his grasp the moment he lets go. “i love you, so please? i know your will to help, i adore that. but i don’t wanna lose you.”
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tighnari
“wrong.” he chuckles looking at you work on your sumerunian essay. you aren’t from sumeru after all and just moved 3 months ago and still working on the language of sumeru. gladly tighnari became your friend as soon as you moved in to gandarva ville and he also knew how to speak your native language.
“huh?! but isnt this how people confess!?” you asked looking at your paper. “your worded it literally, you have to change some words in order to make it look appealing, don’t just short cut it. how do you say my darling you are so beautiful?” he asks, leaning his cheeks onto his palms as he watched you think. a smile painting his face as he watched. “jamil habibi!” you said proudly.
“close but not quite. it’s habibi ant jamilat jidana. you short cut it again.” he flicks your forehead lightly. “hey.” he calls, looking at him with a small pout. “Je vous aime.” he says which means i love you in fontaine. “i think i’ve heard that before. let me get my fontaine dictionary.” you said taking out a huge book out of your bag. “go on, i’ll wait.” he smirks
(i just got these translations from google translate idk how to speak french and arabian pls T-T)
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xiao
“i see you collecting trinkets here and there, i didn’t know you’re one to be fond of them, xiao.” zhongli smiles as he looks at the yaksha from behind. it is surely a surprise that the yaksha has come to liyue harbor without any occasion. “re- mr. zhongli… i actually came by to see you…” he asked hesitantly. “would you wanna talk it over some tea? it helps with calming down, helps you express yourself more too.” he smiles.
now there the two are, inside wangsheng funeral parlor. “i believe people would call this as love, xiao.” zhongli smiles at he looks at the yaksha. “am… am i even capable of having such feelings? am i deserving of it?” he asks playing with the but butterfly shaped crystal on his hand. “of course.”
“even the evilest of creatures has one they love. don’t be harsh on yourself, child. everyone is deserving of love.” zhongli puts a hand on his shoulder. “i suggest you face it. love is a beautiful thing, it’s special. don’t waste it.”
and now here he sits outside your home at the shade of your tree while he ate almond tofu. he admires you while you looked through the stylish box of trinkets he had given you. “why don’t you just put it in a simple box, it’s much more easier that way.” you chuckle as you put the small compass necklace inside the jewelry box.
“it’s because it’s special.” you smiled taking out another one, this time, a hair pin that seemed to be from inazuma. “how so, they’re just things i found from the wilderness. i thought… you’d like them because i see you collect stuff like that.” he looks away before munching in the last bite of his almond tofu. “it’s special because it’s from you, xiao.”
gosh that look on your face. it makes his heart beat fast and his cheeks go warm. “love is bothersome.” he grumbles, earning a chuckle from you. “but then i guess, if it’s you whom i’ll love… i don’t mind.”
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RAAAAGGGGHHHG OMG I JUST MADE A BOUQUET OF PAPER FLOWERS IM SO NERVOUS I GOT DARED TO GIVE IT TO THE PERSON I LIKE T-T
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alaboadoa · 7 months
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Cyno never tasted defeat until he met you.
It wasn't a particularly scary feeling— the General Mahamatra was rarely shaken. But the plummeting of his heart to the pit of his stomach was something he was unprepared for, and only you could be to blame.
He found himself in utter submission in your arms, surrendering to you like he was worshiping an oasis in a desert. A drop of water in a bowl of sand; a momentary lapse of the moonlit sky above his head keeping him sane.
No matter how much time passed, he continued to surrender to your every whim, unable to stop himself so long as there was a smile on your face. He was willing to abandon all rational thought if it were you.
"Climb the Divine Tree with me," you demand with your lips against his. He has no choice but to accept— if you started pouting he would just want to kiss you over and over until he missed his regular duties.
"Let's carve our initials!" You light up, handing him the broken tip of your polearm. He indulges you, gently hacking away at the trunk until your names are both etched there eternally, sealed with the promise of a heart. (His heart, he realizes, when you laugh and it feels like the earth has opened up to swallow him whole.)
"Kiss me," you whisper. He yields without question.
"Again." And again.
"Once more?" He could do this until he drew his last breath.
"Be mine," you murmur against him.
Cyno would always concede to the soft upturning of your lips.
"I am already yours," he tells you.
And he is. His entire being is yours. If this is what defeat is like then he never wants to win again.
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worriedvision · 1 year
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Saving you from someone who doesn’t take no for an answer - Tighnari, Cyno, Cynari, Kaveh, Xiao and Dottore.
Gender neutral reader, these lovely lot (well, Dottore isn’t but shh) will be getting you out of an uncomfortable situation with a guy who isn’t seeing you aren’t interested in them. Romantic stuff in here. The guy is harrassing you, if you are uncomfortable with this skip the fic.
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Tighnari:
You weren’t a forest ranger, merely a researcher that had a fixation on mushrooms. Recently, a guy started being really creepy. He would just stand there, you writing on the paper laying on your clipboard as you observed the mushrooms. You asked him to leave you alone, him laughing and apologising before continuing to creep you out. 
When you asked your mentor about this, all they said you could do was defend yourself if things went poorly. Apparently, him being creepy by standing behind you and not leaving you alone once you asked him to do so. That opened up the idea that he could spin some story about you hitting him once he makes an advance, you only had your word against his. 
As you were crouching down, using your pen to measure the size of a particular mushroom that recently popped up, you hear him approach. Instead of just standing there, he begins to talk.
“I want you.” He states. “I want to date you.” He continues, still standing there.
“I’m not interested. Please leave me alone.” 
Hearing him step closer, your grip on your clipboard tightening. You regret not taking a self defence class, you knew this clipboard would be no use here.  
“C’mon, give a nice guy a chance.” He purrs, making you feel queasy. “It’s not like you have a boyfriend.”
“I do, actually.” You state. 
“Well he isn’t here right now, is he?” The man hums out, looking around before leaning closer. “How about I show you another kind of mushroom?”
You see Master Tighnari approaching. It’s clear he didn’t hear the comment, and it was unlikely he understood how creepy this man was, but you know he’s able to catch on relatively quickly when it’s needed - just what you heard from a friend, but it’s all you had.
“He’s over there.” You exclaim, making eye contact with Tighnari. 
“That’s not your boyfriend, stop lying and give me a chance!” The man turns, back facing Tighnari.
Thankfully, Tighnari understands the situation fully based on these movements. He jogs up, and he starts to talk.
“Hello, _. Apologies for being late this afternoon, I know you miss me when I’m away.” Tighnari starts. He gets to your other side, taking the clipboard from you before taking a look. “Let’s have a look at this mushroom.” 
The man still doesn’t leave, still not believing the act.
“Can I help you?” Tighnari asks, glaring at the man. “I have had several reports on you. Just so you know, it is an offence to harrass people like this. My friend is going to pay you a visit very soon, you are not permitted to be here.” Tighnari states, clearly not making this up. 
The man scrambles away, and you could have sworn you heard some sort of electro attack.
“Thank you, master Tighnari.” You let out, not realising you’re tearing up. Tighnari hesitantly reaches a hand around your shoulder, you leaning in as he wraps his arm around you. You expect him to leave you once you stop crying, but he gives you a smile before returning his sight on the mushroom.
“Let’s have a look at this mushroom. It has caught my eye now that you’ve brought attention to it.” 
Cyno:
Dating Cyno was certainly difficult at the start. He loved you, he always did, however he didn’t want you two to be public. The idea of people targeting you due to being his lover put him at unease, and he didn’t like the prospect of either of you losing feelings at the early stage.
But then one day, someone kept trying to make moves on you. This man seemed to take you having a boyfriend well at first, but when he never saw you with your boyfriend he started asking you if you were lying. The man got more angry at you, asking you if he wasn’t your type.
“I’m not lying, I do have a boyfriend.” You state. “Even if I was lying, it is none of your business.”
“Well, it is.” The man responds. “I am interested in you, and I want to know who I’m up against.” He scowls at you.
You see your boyfriend approach, and you expect him to put on his General Mahamatra hat and  make him stop, unless he wanted to be charged with disturbance of peace. To your surprise, Cyno walks up to you, cupping your face and kissing you on the cheek. 
You hear the man run away, realising that your boyfriend was Cyno, and Cyno fixes his gaze on you. 
“Does this mean you want us to be public?” You ask, Cyno nodding. 
Cynari:
You were the third person in the relationship. At this point, most people only knew Tighnari and Cyno were together, they didn’t know you were also dating them both. You worked as a doctor - a humble doctor that prided themselves on focusing on patients wants as much as their needs. 
With a good reputation came people that wanted to be with you. The reputation of doctors being well off, it was really nice for people.
One man was particularly persistent. He was a patient of yours, and you knew one thing would never happen - you would never date a patient. Sure, you may need to take care of your boyfriends injuries, but that was different from meeting someone as a patient and dating them afterwards. 
After discharging this patient, you realised he became a frequent flyer of yours. He seemed to be fine and well, but he would regularly make himself sick. You knew he didn’t truly need this care, and you weren’t daft - you knew he was doing this to spend more time with you. However, you didn’t dare let him simply hang out with you - you explained your situation as a doctor. 
One day, he catches you gazing out the window at Tighnari. 
“Is he why you’re not accepting my love?” He tries to make you pity him. “He’s a taken man, Doctor.”
You don’t give that a reply, simply smiling softly as you see his ears twitch.  The man goes to open his mouth, but Cyno enters the room.
“The General Mahamatra is dating-”
He doesn’t get to finish the sentence, seeing Cyno grab your chin and kissing you on the lips. You yelp in surprise before pecking him on the lips. 
“Are you ready?” Cyno asks. Let’s not...waist any more time.” He grabs your waist, ushering you out. Cyno knew about this guy, he had seen reports of doctors refusing him care after he wouldn’t respect the boundaries of a doctor.
“That was a terrible joke.” Tighnari grumbles into himself, Cyno shrugging.
“I thought it was hysterical.” Cyno states blandly.
Kaveh:
You were Alhaithams sibling. When you met Kaveh, you found you had a big crush on him (to your brothers distaste), and he seemed to share the same sentiment. When Alhaitham wasn’t looking, you would both give each other flirtatious looks, but Kaveh never made a full move on you. Sure, he didn’t show a disinterest, but he didn’t seem to be one for commitment.
You had a weird feeling when you were walking to Alhaithams place one evening. It was like someone was following you, and you were soon to find out this was correct. 
Turns out, a coworker that you rejected followed you to Alhaithams place in the hopes of finding out where you worked. He didn’t seem too happy about this, beginning to emerge. You feel someone pull you in, and the immediate wave of relief when it’s Kaveh is overwhelming. Kaveh looks out the window, seeing the coworker was still there, and he turns to face you before he pushes you lightly against the wall, initiating a makeout session. You move to pull him closer, hands around his neck as he deepens the kiss.
You can hear muffled sounds outside, and you can tell it’s Alhaitham based on the anger only he could leak out with his voice as he chases after the creep that had obviously been following you home. Neither you nor Kaveh move away, both of you enjoying the intimacy you were both craving for ages. 
Alhaitham eventually barges in, locking the door and yanking Kaveh away from you. He holds Kaveh by the scruff of his neck, scowling at him.
“Don’t break my siblings heart.” He warns, letting him go before turning his attention on you. He checks you’re alright, leaving you alone with Kaveh once again. 
Xiao:
He doesn’t take the guy on in the way most people do.
Instead of burdening you with meeting the guy that’s got an unhealthy obsession with you, he asks Zhongli if he would be happy to assist him with a ritual. Zhongli seems to understand why Xiao was asking, managing to hide a smile as he collects the required materials before setting up the incense. He stays out of Xiao’s way, knowing Xiao alone would be enough to stop this man’s obsessions. 
Xiao enters the mans dream, polearm gleaming in the moonlight as he silently warns the man to take his following warning seriously.
“Leave _ alone.” He states. “I, conquerer of demons, forbid you from interaction with this individual. Failure to do so will be considered disrespect to the Yakshas.”
Safe to say, the feeling of unnerve you used to have when that man was close stopped. In fact, he wasn’t around at all. You were thankful for this, and although you were yet to meet Xiao, he would one day find a way to introduce himself.
Dottore:
You were a fatui agent, unfortunate enough to constantly be paired up with people that looked to be in the professionn for finding love. Whenever they made a move, you found they were taken away the next day by order of a fatui Harbinger. You were never informed of who it was, but it seemed like these people wouldn’t stop coming along.
One man that refused to go along after being requested was particularly difficult to work with. When you were out on a mission, you had to remind yourself your target was not your colleague, but an enemy of the Fatui. 
Seeing a harbinger walk in your direction, you fear that you’ve done something wrong. Your partner didn’t seem to notice, asking you out for what felt like the millionth time. The harbinger stops a few paces away from you, pointing at your partner.
“That one will do.” He states, the agents next to him immediately taking the man away. The harbinger watches on as the man screams in horror, realising his mistake too late, before turning to you once again.
“Continue.” He dismisses, walking back to where the agent had been dragged off to.
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lxvebun · 10 months
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whisper of the heart pt II
bun's notes: I'm really glad you guys enjoyed the first one so much :3 hopefully you will like this one as well.
synopsis: Genshin boys voicelines about you!
content:Alhaitham/Kazuha/Thoma/Cyno x gender neutral reader (so they/them prns used) in this series, their vision is in tune with their emotions, part one explains it the best. Cyno was incredibly difficult i'm sorry if it sucks shsjsjs. Eng is not my first language so I'm sorry for any mistakes!
Part one
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Alhaitham
About y/n:
"y/n and I go a long way back. They are a very intelligent, kind, and creative person. We studied under the same masters. Academic rivals? I wouldn't go as far as to say we were rivals per se, but the occasional competition between who got the highest score on an essay wasn’t out of the ordinary. Who won? Well, our scores wouldn't differ much at all actually. Even to the decimal, we usually got the same. When they asked our masters how such different essays could receive the same score. According to our masters, it seemed I lacked creativity in my writing, as they overdid the creative aspect. The masters words, not mine. Although I’ve read hundreds of books and essays in my life already, none could compare to the way y/n wrote theirs"
About vision:
"Unlike other people, I’d say I have decent control over my emotional elemental power, it at least doesn’t manifest in an obnoxious physical sense. That said, as much as I try to control it, the light of my vision starts to flicker and flutter to the rhythm of my heartbeat. So you can imagine the light show that starts once y/n enters my view *sigh* They think it’s, and I quote, "Adorable"...I suppose that makes it alright"
About relationship:
"Hah, You’re surprised I'm in a relationship? While It’s true that I don’t appear as the most approachable person out there, not that I mind, even I am not immune to love… While there’s no scientific proof out there that soulmates exist, against all logical sense, I’d like to believe y/n and I are."
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Thoma
About y/n:
You haven't met y/n? Oh, they’re such a sweetheart! such a kind and inspirational soul. I’m sure you’ve seen them run around Inazuma City or Ritou before. They have the prettiest eyes and the most lovely smile. they run a lot of errands and help with general activities and festivals. In their free time, they usually help me out with housekeeping or acompany me to the market. You’re surprised I'm talking so lovingly of them? Well, of course, I would, they are my partner after all"
About vision:
"sigh I’ve had to switch to steel handle brooms instead of the normal wooden ones. It happened one too many times that I would be sweeping the floors and y/n would come up to me, resulting in small waves of fire to flutter around... Let’s just say, I’m glad my Lord has a hydro vision.
About meet cute!:
y/n and I both share a love for animals, I actually met them while they were nursing a bird back to its strength, the poor thing was still young and completely soaked because of the heavy thunderstorms. Word went around they were caring for it and I decided to take a look and see if they needed help, little did I know that I would be meeting the love of my life. We routinely feed the stray dogs and cats together when we’re both free:)"
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Kazuha
About y/n:
" I was able to sense their presence in the wind long before I met them. A fragment of my soulmate in the form of a warm summer breeze, bearing the scent of roses and those familiar mapel leaves. As much as I wanted to follow it, I was still a wanted man after all. I couldn’t just return to Inazuma, no matter how much my heart cried for it.
At that time I started to keep a journal on what I was doing, what I was thinking of, and where in Teyvat I was whenever the wind carried them to me, So I could show it to them when we did finally meet. I never had the chance to finish that journal because our paths crossed sooner than I expected. Apparently, just as the wind carried them to me, it did the same for them. Fate has an interesting way of bringing people together. From the moment I stood face to face with them, I knew who they were and by the sparkle in their eye and the way they immediately rushed into my arms, I can guess it was the same for them. We’ve been wandering together ever since"
About vision:
"I’m well aware of how visions respond to your emotions. I don’t actively try to fight it, In a way, i think it’s quite romantic how my vision responds to seeing y/n by sending a breeze through their hair or twirling flower petals around them. They don’t seem to mind either"
About love language:
"From the moment y/n and I met, we decided to travel together. With every step we took, we got to know each other better, and with every rest under the starry night sky, our relationship grew stronger. They love nature as much as I do, and while I show my adoration for it in poems and music, they show their appreciation in colorful paintings and sketches. If we ever run out of paper on the road, I’m not against them using my arms as a canvas, the same way they allow me to ink love poems onto their skin. That way it doesn’t matter how far apart we are, we wear our love for each other on our skin
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Cyno
About y/n:
"y/n? The fact that they are my partner is not something I tell many people, but since we are so close, yes, they are. They joined the forest rangers a while ago, I met them when I dropped of some books from the Akademiya Tighnari needed. And while I gave them to Tighnari, I decided it was a good time to tell my new joke…..Tighnari did not find it amusing, but y/n did. To this day, their laughs are still the sweetest melody I've heard, and I'm fortunate to hear them every day through my excellent jokes.
About vision:
"Please, don’t bring that up, I still feel bad about it. I didn’t know my vision would respond so strongly……fine, the first time y/n and I held hands, I got so...flustered I accidentally send a small shock wave where our hands intertwined. They weren’t hurt, but I still feel bad about it. It hasn’t stopped them from holding me though, I’m glad about that
About TCG:
"y/n and I are both quite the genius invokation tcg players, and the more rounds we play the more....energetic we get. Let's just say that Puspa cafe does have a noise limit....
For my birthday they got me a beautiful commissioned card with artwork of us on it. Having it around has become a good luck charm for me. I always keep it on the very top of my deck.
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༊*·˚ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄
ft. Akademiya Dottore (Zandik), Alhaitham, Scaramouche, Cyno, Tighnari
Content: Headcannons, modern high school AU
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ZANDIK
Zandik is the type to disrupt class endlessly, being every teacher’s nightmare. His tendencies for violence and manic behaviour are especially present in science classes, wherein he’s been suspended multiple times for executing hazardous experiments.
Around you however, he’s almost a completely different person. The moment you express a hint of discomfort at his actions he’d stop immediately, quietly down and walking over to sit close to you instead. Teachers breathe sighs of relief upon seeing you in the same class as Zandik, knowing there’s at least one person that can manage his erratic mannerisms.
Zandik would also be immediately curious regarding anything you do. Oh, you’re reading in the library? Before you know it, he’ll be crouched in front of you - tearing the book from your hands to have a look at it.
Being the popular one despite his questionable behaviour, Zandik brings you with him to whatever social events he gets invited to - although he abruptly grabs your wrist and leaves most of them the moment you socialise with anyone other than him, muttering about how bored he was getting.
Zandik’s ego is too big to let him confess - rather, he’d either lead you into confessing first or simply forcibly announce that the two of you were dating. He simply can’t entertain the idea of rejection, much less when it came to you.
ALHAITHAM
This man was probably the most insufferable person you knew. He would achieve perfect scores in all his classes and act like the epitome of good faith in front of the teachers, whilst gloating and teasing you the moment they had their backs turned.
Would definitely make fun if you if you don’t understand content in class, although he’s secretly overjoyed to teach you anything.
When he really falls for you, Alhaitham would begin plotting his schedule so that his routine intersected with yours wherever possible - timing when and where he walked down the hallway, coincidentally showing up when the vending machine just so happens to break.
Alhaitham is also the type to figure out all of your interests - your music taste, your hobbies, the books you like to read. He’d study all of them with terrifying depth, just so he could hold a conversation with you about it in the most nonchalant way possible.
Despite being cold and calculating, Alhaitham is also blunt - which is why he generally doesn’t shy away from confessing his attraction to you if he senses that you feel the same. He’s still ignorant of most social cues however, but he’s trying his best.
SCARAMOUCHE
When the new teacher assigns you a seat next to him, not knowing Scaramouche’s intense hatred towards having a desk partner, the whole class sucked in a breath. But surprisingly, the two of you got along - in a precarious exchange of mutual indifference.
Scaramouche would rarely talk to you, only grumbling out every once in a while out of necessity - asking when the homework was due, or what the time was. You weren’t spared from his insults either, although you paid them little mind.
Despite knowing how prickly he could be, you helped your desk partner wherever you could - bringing him snacks on busy days or sneaking him answers. Scaramouche never failed to sneer at you for it, but your tenacity eventually had him become enamoured with you.
Once he liked you - and was aware of it - Scaramouche would behave completely differently. He’d be the type to sneak physical contact wherever possible. Passing a pencil, or keeping his hand on the back of your chair a moment too long as he craned his neck to look at something.
Don’t try to talk to him when he’s in that state - Scaramouche would likely snap out a hurried profanity and storm off, clamping his hands over his red ears in an attempt to “block out your annoying voice”.
Scaramouche only confesses when he senses you’re slipping away - if you start talking to other people, he’d immediately grow worried. He’s the type to be afraid of regret and betrayal, so he’d tell you about how he felt to make you stay.
CYNO
Everyone either loves or hates Cyno. He’s the type to remind the teacher about the homework, tell the worst jokes, and shun social contact while he’s engrossed in his card games - but he’s also president of the student council, and is still loved for his behaviour within the campus community.
As his vice president, you often find yourself following Cyno around. Sometimes, on longer afternoons when you’d stay after class to organise whatever school-hosted social event was next, you’d even find yourself laughing at Cyno’s jokes.
Cyno is the type to go home each day and pace around thinking up things to tell you - something funny you might appreciate, or a comedic story. If you are also into card games, he’d be elated to share all his secrets and insights.
Although he’s the kind of person to keep everyone at arm’s length, he prefers to keep you in his arms - Cyno often likes to ‘inconspicuously’ drape his arm over the back of your chair, or lean in a little closer than necessary.
He would confess casually - Cyno wasn’t one for extreme theatrics, and would tell you how he felt on a normal errand the two of you were running together for the council. Although, he’d likely have spent hours thinking about how he’d phrase his admission beforehand.
TIGHNARI
Ever the pragmatist, when he’s first partnered with you in science, he gets right down to business. What makes him do a double take however is when you match his passion, eagerly participating in ecology field studies.
He’s the type to love it when you answer questions in class or give presentations - using it as an excuse to look at you, tail swaying happily.
At first, he sees his feelings for you as being admiration out of finding someone with the same interests as him. The poor boy doesn’t have a single clue why his face turns embarrassingly red when you’re around, or why his breath seems to catch in his throat.
Tighnari would have a general idea of where you usually went at break times and sit there to wait for you - not caring how many times you never came. To him, it was rewarding enough even to have you sit with him once a week.
He never really confessed outright - rather, Tighnari is the type to do it indirectly, and act indifferent if you seem surprised about his feelings.
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hulhudhonado · 10 months
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hi! may i request the sumeru men reactions to the reader asking for a hug?
Note: This is the first time I got a request. I was so excited I basically dropped everything else I was already writing to make drafts for this! I did my best I hope you guys like it, especially you random user! Thank you for the request! Please feel free to like, comment or reblog! I love hearing from you guys and engaging helps the posts reach a wider audience! Enjoy! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
ASKING SUMERU MEN FOR A HUG
CW: A bit suggestive but it's very safe for work! Some swearing in wanderer's part.
HC: Reader is gender-neutral, Reader does not have a vision. Established relationships but it's in the early stages (Aka you guys just started to date).
Characters: Al Haitham, Cyno, Kaveh, Tighnari and Wanderer
Al Haitham
 “Absolutely not.” 
You never felt so defeated. It seemed that no matter where, when, or how you asked, he almost always refused to hug you. It wasn’t as if you were asking much from him either. It wasn’t like it was a kiss or more. It was just a hug, and here you were being rejected by the person that you had planned a future with.
“Why not? It’s normal for people who are DATING to do it!” Al Haitham hummed, almost in agreement but he refused to answer. You huffed, before tossing your arms up in the air in a rage. “You can’t just ignore me either! Why are you dating me if you want to do nothing with me?” 
Al Haitham raised an eyebrow, cocking his head to the side. “I’m supposed to do something with you if we are dating?” You couldn’t help but stare in disbelief. “YES! THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS TO DATE!” He hummed again, and you could feel yourself fill up with rage.
“But we already do things together, “ He nonchalantly said, pulling out a list from his pocket. “ You slept over at my house, ate food off my plate and even took sips from my glass, borrowed my clothes and took pictures of me multiple times without my knowledge. So it’s pretty clear that we do ‘stuff’, as a couple.”
You groan, hands falling on your face in defeat. “It’s different! We barely do anything intimate! I want to hold you! “ You sigh. Arguing with him always felt like pouring water into a bucket with holes, no matter how much you fill it up it all goes to waste.
“Intimate you say?” Al Haitham mumbled, setting the list from his hand to a side before making his way to you. “Oh, we have been very intimate.” You squinted at him. He must be joking right? You guys don’t even hold hands! 
“Don’t joke about this. I’m being serious.” “Do I look like someone who would joke?” You unconsciously began to step back, why was he getting closer? You didn’t like that. It didn’t take long before you bumped against a wall and there was barely an inch between the two of you at this point. Al Haitham looked at you and all you could do was nervously stare back. Did you go too far this time?
He leaned towards your ear, and since the distance had shortened you could feel the heat coming off from his body. You spoke trying to ease yourself. “When have we ever been intimate?” Al Haitham scoffed, making you flinch as he was too close to you now. Everything was too loud. His breath was too loud, and you could feel the breeze on your neck, sending chills all over your body. Your heart was also beating too fast, you were certain he could hear it as clear as day and you knew he was going to make fun of you for being so tense around him.
“You clearly don’t remember but of course I do. I’m quite a light sleeper.” With that, you felt a hand slide up your back, and you felt your body jolt up. “Maybe you don’t remember the times when you would feel me up like this? I’m trying to sleep after a busy day and then I can feel your hands slowly creeping up.” His words were almost a whisper but his actions were loud. Another hand circled your waist and slowly both hands pushed you close to his body. Chest to chest, you could almost feel his heartbeat as loud as yours. 
“I don’t mind, it does feel nice to be held once in a while. But no one wants to hug someone the entire day.” He slowly put his face to the crook of your neck. The hand that was once sliding your back now holding your head in place, while his other arm circled your waist making sure you couldn’t leave his grasp. “Tell me, is this not intimate enough?” He chuckled, nipping at your neck.
You lost it, immediately pushing him away. You have never felt so hot and you could still feel your heart racing. The parts where he held you felt cold but the sensation continued to sting. You couldn’t believe that you had been feeling him up while you slept. All this time you had been hugging him and it seemed Al Haitham had a limit for it. This was the most embarrassing thing you had to find out about yourself. You had no idea how to defend yourself.
“Well? Is that not intimate enough? Do you want to do something else? Your quota for hugs is up but I’m up for doing more.” He suggested a light smile on his face. You couldn’t handle this.
“NEVERMIND! PRETEND I SAID NOTHING!” And with that you bolted out of the door, leaving Al Haitham alone in the room. He chuckled to himself once more, picking up the list he had set down before looking through it once more.
“One more thing added to the list I suppose.”
Cyno
“If you win a match against me, I will consider it.”
You stared at him in shock. He must be joking right?  “You’re joking right?” You ended up saying what you had been thinking. He shook his head. “Do I look like I am joking right now? I’ll tell you a joke later but right now I’m being serious.”
You sighed. You always refused to play a match with him. He always got so intense about genius invocation TCG and it also didn’t help that you were hopeless at card games. So in short he was setting you up for failure.
“I can’t believe this.” You mumbled to yourself, your hand pinching the skin between your eyebrows as you frowned in defeat. You can’t believe he would stoop this low just to play a card game with you.
“You know I can’t win.” “You won’t know until you try.” You huffed, an irritated smile on your lips as you looked at him in annoyance. “You already know I suck at card games. I lost at gin rummy, I always got last place in go fish and I even had to forfeit a match against Kaveh in poker! The man who always loses money! I lost to him!” You tried not to get embarrassed but who wouldn’t get embarrassed when they had to defend themselves by mentioning how much they have lost?
“Genius invocation TCG is different,” Cyno said, still refusing to budge. You could feel yourself wanting to throw a tantrum, but you decided to be the bigger person. You took a deep breath, calming yourself before you spoke up once again.
Who were you kidding, you were a petty bastard. “Well, I guess we can never hug or be close to each other. We can be the first couple in Sumeru that has any intimacy! Oh, parents will be so proud to tell our stories to children! “ 
You glared at Cyno who remained unphased. You sigh once more. “Whatever, I don’t have time to argue with you about this.” You began to turn around to leave but Cyno spoke up.
“What if I teach you?” You look over your shoulder to see if he was joking once again. He stood proudly, a face showing how confident he was in his ability. You groan, turning to face him once more. You didn’t want to argue with him.
“Fine.” You say, making your way towards him. “Let’s play a match.”
You don’t know what you expected when he said he was going to teach you how to play. You were not prepared for the fact he made you lean against him, his head resting on the crook of your neck while you both sat on the couch. Cards displayed in front of you lay in a mess.
You couldn’t think straight, his voice was right next to your ears, going on about which cards were the best supports and which character cards were the best. Wasn’t this technically a hug? He had his whole body wrapped around you. His entire body was interlocked with yours and you could feel the heat from his body radiate on yours.
His arms circled over yours, hands pressed on the back of your palms to make sure you held onto the cards correctly. His legs forced you to shut yours so he could sit behind you with ease. He had never been this close before. You never felt his voice this close to your ears.
You wondered if he noticed. Maybe this was what he planned from the start. Maybe he wanted to tease you a bit because of how much you tried to avoid him before. You decided to prod. “You know, If this is how we are going to play cards, maybe I won’t mind playing a couple of matches with you.”
Cyno stopped talking. You wondered whether he realised you caught on. Maybe he wanted to be this intimate with you and was just embarrassed to say it directly to your face. You waited for his answer. It almost felt like an eternity. Both your bodies are so close, almost as if you both were one. He finally spoke up.
“We can’t play cards like this. Otherwise, I will see your entire deck when we play an actual match.” 
You never wanted to hit someone so badly.
Kaveh
“What?!”
You blink confused. “I just asked for a hug?” You question yourself, did you say something wrong? Kaveh stared at you, before replying with a nervous chuckle. “Ah yes, of course. A hug! Sure sure! Come here!” He said, extending his arms towards you.
You could see he was shaking a bit. Was he nervous? You almost felt bad asking him for a hug. He was shaking like a wet dog. “You know, it’s ok if we don’t hug? We can take our time with this.”
Kaveh blinked, his nervousness disappearing and replaced by sudden guilt. He dropped down on the couch, face covering his hands. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make it a big deal.” He mumbled, refusing to look up at you.
You sat across from him, waiting to see if he would continue to speak. When you realised he wasn’t going to budge you sighed, speaking first. “Is something wrong? You always overthink these things so I would prefer if you just told me outright.” You ask, you always considered communication as an important role in a relationship. Kaveh was one to put up walls whenever you tried to initiate any form of intimacy, whether its words or actions. You just wish he could tell you why.
“I just..” He cut himself off. Suddenly he sat straight up, placing his hands on his knees before taking a big breath. “I haven’t been hugged in almost years.” Now it was your turn to be shocked. “What?!” Kaveh flinched at our outburst.
“What do you mean you haven’t been hugged?” You ask more confused than ever. “Ha well, you see I haven’t seen any of my family in years. And you know my friends, they aren’t your typical huggers.” He chuckled nervously, trying to play out what he said as a joke. Seeing that you didn’t laugh with him, he coughed in his hand in embarrassment. “ So, physical touch is not something I am used to.”
You both stayed in silence. Which made Kaveh more nervous. You could see how his leg would bounce up and down impatiently and how he refused to look you directly in the eyes. “I’m not going to be mad at you for not hugging me. If we have to take baby steps to help you overcome it then it’s fine. So if you want, we can start now or later.”
He finally looked at you, a calm smile dancing on your lips. You extended your arms out to him, encouraging him to take the first step. “It’s all up to you. We can stop at any time.” Kaveh anxiously looked at your arms, before slowly inching towards you.
It took a while but he embraced you. You could hear how loud his heartbeat was, and the heat rising on his cheeks felt warm on your neck. You thought he was immediately let go but to your surprise, he clung on a bit tighter. You took this as a sign to wrap your arms around his back. He felt very warm to your touch.
The tension on his shoulders loosened. As he slackened a bit you could suddenly feel his entire weight on your body. Unable to hold him up you felt yourself slowly pushed back on the couch. “Oof!” You let out, when you finally collided on the couch, Kaveh’s full weight fully pressing you down on the couch.
The minute you yelped, Kaveh immediately pushed himself off, now facing you as you lay beneath him. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to push you down like that!” You let out a slight chuckle, your hand instinctively pushing a strand of hair out of his face. His face was already red from how shy he got from the hug but it seemed to get redder the more you played with his hair. 
“Don’t worry about it. See? It’s not that bad.” 
Tighnari
“I don’t mind but is this really the right time?”
To be fair he wasn’t wrong. You both were currently patrolling amongst the forest floors in Gandharva Ville and just finished clearing up a fungi infestation that was expanding nearby. So now you both were covered in mud and dirt, sweating profusely while making your way back to the Ville. So in theory, this was not the most ideal place to hug.
However, Tighnari barely has any time for you! Sure you guys are dating, but it’s very clear you both value your jobs too much! Anytime he is free you’re already back in Sumeru City to give the reports to the higher-ups and when you could finally make time for him he is already out patrolling before night comes. The minute you both come back you guys are so tired you immediately fall asleep where you stood. Heck, one time you had passed out near the entrance while he somehow ended up on the roof!
To put it simply your jobs were ruining any chance of you both from having any physical contact and now it was driving you insane. It didn’t help that Tighnari’s fluffy tail was always teasing you from a distance. You could kill if it meant you could hold it even for a second.
Today you both were finally able to patrol together after having your schedules never align for almost weeks. You even begged Collei to stay back just so you could have some alone time with him. You know you shouldn’t try to do anything inappropriate while doing your job but desperate times call for desperate measures.
You both were heading back to the Ville anyway. You’re certain the minute you guys reach and finish your reports you both would be too tired to do anything together! This was your only chance! “I know it’s not ideal but we barely have any time for each other! Please just for a minute!” You pleaded, begging he would budge.
Tighnari was one to do his job, he rarely deviated from his goal till he was done with it. But you were right, even he was getting impatient about how little you both could do together. He sighed. “Fine, just a hug.” You could almost hear angels sing the minute he agreed to your request.
“Anyway make it quick-” Before he could continue, you already pounced, cutting him off. Unable to hold your sudden weight, you both fell to the ground, more mud spilling to the sides. “Ew…” Tighnari groaned. You didn’t care about the mud or the fact you both were sweating like pigs. You had your arms already wrapped around him in an instant. Your face on his chest, listening to his heartbeat steadily. Who knew such a simple gesture as a hug would bring you such comfort?
Tighnari looked down to see you grinning happily. He couldn’t help but smile as well, wrapping his arms around you as well. He stroked your head and rubbed circles on your back. It was pretty clear you both needed this. He wasn’t sure how long you both stayed like that but he could see the sky begin to turn shades of orange and yellow, indicating the sun was setting.
“We should really get going now. “ He said, looking down at your form. To his disbelief, the sudden warmth and comfort you had gotten from his hugs had caused you to fall asleep. “Oh, you gotta be kidding me….” He groaned again, remembering that you were in fact, a heavy sleeper.
He had to carry you back to Gandharva Ville by himself. Lucky for him even in your sleep you refused to let go of him while he piggybacked you there. He began to take a mental note that maybe you both should request fewer hours of patrol and align your schedules together. He was not risking you falling asleep every time you both embraced. But for once you both will be able to go to sleep in each other’s arms.
Wanderer
“Are you out of your fucking mind?”
You honestly weren't surprised that was his response to you when you had asked for a hug. The day was tiring enough and all you wanted to do was cuddle with your partner after working all day and that was the response you had got.
Wanderer, Hat Guy, or whatever he was called was technically your partner. As in, he agreed to date you when you ended up blurting out that you found him quite attractive, however, he was far from a good partner. He didn’t like to hold hands. He refused to hang out with you in public. He won’t even eat with you!
Now here you were again, getting rejected once more by your ‘partner’. “Why would you say it like that?” You mumble, feeling embarrassed you thought he might have had a change of mind. Of course, to no one’s surprise, he didn’t. He scoffed. “What are you talking about? You humans always want to focus on such fickle things.”
You glared at him. You couldn’t believe you were dating this fool. Maybe it was your mistake of ever thinking he was cute. “It isn’t ‘fickle’. It’s what couples do!” You try to defend yourself. He, of course, was the outlier when it comes to dating. You weren’t sure if he had ever dated before. Even if he did, he was probably terrible at it even then. “If you don’t want to do any of these things with me then why did you agree to go out with me?”
He raised an eyebrow, he remained unphased with your outburst. “And it’s important to you?” You wanted to strangle him. He must be joking right? “Of course, it is important to me! I want to feel like we are a couple…” You huffed. Talking to him felt like smashing a wall with a hammer, only to find out he had already built another layer on the other side. No matter how many times you smashed it, he already had another one ready to piss you off.
He hummed, and all you could was stare, wondering whether he would respond. Seeing that he was not responding to it, you sighed. “You know what? Never mind, pretend I didn’t ask. Maybe we shouldn’t date, I don’t think we have the same values.” He immediately shot up, his entire attention now focused on you.
“Now wait a damn second” He started but you immediately cut him off. “Face it! We have nothing in common and you don’t want to do anything I want. Not only that, you have no plans for me too! “ You could feel that you were probably going to start rambling. But the minute you start it’s almost impossible to stop.
“You don’t want to do anything with me! Especially in public, we haven’t even gone out for that long but surely a walk together around the city wouldn’t be a bad idea? Not only that, you don’t even want to be seen with me at all! Am I that embarrassing to be around?” You continued to babble about. Unbeknownst to you, he already made his way towards you.
Before you could continue your rant, he wrapped his arms around you. You yelped, suddenly realizing he had picked you up as if you weighed nothing. Not only that, you were clearly levitating off the ground. You began to panic, trying to push him away, only resulting in him hugging you tighter, refusing to let you go.
“Let go of me!” You whined, trying to kick your feet, your hands on his shoulders trying to push him off. He was cold. A hug usually felt warm, but against your warm body, he chilled you down. As you begged him to let you go, he finally spoke. “I’ll let you down if you stop complaining. Deal?” You nodded eagerly. You were not a fan of heights and you didn’t want him to fly any higher.
“Good.” He said, slowly descending back to the ground, however even after he put you down he refused to let you go. “Now listen here you idiot, I don’t know what your plan is but I don’t plan on breaking up with you over something so minimal. However, if you think these things are important I’ll try to do them often. But before that let me make everything clear.”
He put his forehead on yours, closing any gap you had between the two of you. While your face began to burn up due to the realization of how close you both had become, his face remained unchanged. Unconsciously your hands slid back to his back, pulling him closer to you. 
“Firstly, I don’t eat, especially because I don’t need to eat to maintain myself, so I consider it a waste.” He spoke in such a hushed tone now, you couldn’t believe how gentle he was at the moment. You weren’t even sure if you could concentrate on what he was saying. His words echoed in your ears like a siren, bouncing on the walls inside your mind. 
“Secondly, I am being constantly monitored, due to reasons, and I don’t want a certain person to realize that we are together because she is not going to let me hear the end of it. “ For once you could see a faint redness on his cheeks, however, there was almost no heat that radiated from his body. He looked like a doll, and for once you began to realize how pale he was.
“Finally, you are the first person I have ever ‘dated’. I have been amongst humans for a very long time, but this is the first time I have gone beyond friendship. So this is a first for me. “ He pushed you back. You almost let out a whine, refusing to leave his embrace but he was going to overpower you in that sense. You missed the chill he gave you, now only surrounded by the warmth your own had produced.
While you pondered on how you missed his touch, he continued to speak. “I’m rude and blunt. I am not someone who understands why humans want to do certain things, however,” he grabbed your hands, squeezing them tightly in his palms, almost as if he didn’t plan on letting go. “ If these things are important to you then I will try to do them. I apologize for frustrating you. There, you happy now?”
You stared at his hands which grasped yours. Wanderer frowned, unhappy with how you have refused to respond to his speech that he did his best to articulate. “Well?” He impatiently asked. You looked up at him, a cheeky grin on your face.
“I’ll be happier if you hug me again!”
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burnedwriter · 11 months
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‘’love game’’
a/n:i  didnt think this fic was going to take me so long to finish,i apologise for the wait anyways i dont want to waste your time here is the fic.this fic is based off of a playlist on yt called playing tcg with the sumeru men.
warnings:smut mixed with fluff,foursome,c*mswallowing,rough bj,rough s*x,overstimulation,drunk sex,!gender-neutral language used.(had to censore stuff so my post doesnt get community labeled)
MDNI!
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Getting invited to Al haitham’s  and kaveh’s house for a friendly tcg duel was better than you thought it would be.Sitting around a table that was used as the arena,with one glass of alcohol in hand and tcg cards on the other.The room filled with laughter and kaveh’s angry yells towards cyno who was sitting across the table,accusing cyno of cheating and hidding cards but in reality he hasnt set up his cards correctly and got unlucky with the dice placements.
‘‘Kaveh stop complaining already’‘Al haitham hissed expressing his annoyance to kaveh’s constant wining of loosing.
‘‘i will stop complaining when i finally win a match’‘kaveh spat back at him as he looked at his cards like he knew what he was doing but he had no clue what he was doing to be exact just so he could make cyno second guess but everyone could see through kaveh and make out that he was pretending.
Their little dispute making you chuckle a bit every time,getting a scoff from kaveh as a respond.
The games kept going through out the night,everyone starting to get drunk but also the tension between cyno and kaveh that never seemed  to extinguish any time soon as cyno was telling shitty puns to a very drunk and angry kaveh putting more gasoline into the fire.After playing for so many hour you got bored of playing tcg so you decide to suggest a change in the rules making the game more interesting.....
‘‘How about we change the game up a bit,im sick of playing over and over again the same thing’‘you spoke up, throwing your cards on table as you exhaled expressing your boredom.The three men raised their eyebrows curious of what you had in mind ready to listen on what you had to suggest.
‘‘what do you suggest then?’‘cyno said looking at you for an answer his cheeks flashed red against his dark complexion from the alcohol making him look quite attractive, but also making you think was it the really alcohol? 
‘‘what if we played strip tcg the more games we loose,the more pieces of clothing accordingly,are you guys in?’‘you said you could feel a mischivious smile that started to form at the idea only as you waited for the men to answer
‘’sure’‘they all said looking at eachother to see if someone disagreed with your suggestion
‘‘Let’s begin the games then’‘you said starting to fix your deck for the upcoming challenges that have yet to come.
Turning out that you had to prepare more,after the challenge started you became the second to last person that had less clothing with the first being to no suprise kaveh yet again.You and kaveh barely holding on as you were both in your underwear while al haitham and cyno havent lost a single piece of clothing.
You tried your best to hide your almost naked figure,al haitham’s gaze felt like daggers were piercing your body ,with each time he looked at you,like you were his prey ready to jump over the table and devour you on the spot but everytime you took noticed of that he would turn his vision away from you and smile like nothing happened.Cyno on the other hand was trying his best not to look at your naked figure as he was closer to you than any of the others.Cyno snaked a hand on your thigh squeezing it softly,catching you off guard you turned to look at him only to see him having a small smile at the corner of his mouth.Lastly Kaveh stubbling over his words as a red line of blush run across his face every time he faced you.
At end the atmosphere in the small room,turned  from a joyful and full of laughs to a lustful and full of lewd sounds one with cards and clothes littering the floor all around as you laid on the table on your back,your legs wrapped around cyno’s waist,as he pounded into you while your hands were occupaid with al haitham’s and kaveh’s cocks, stroking them.They towered over you placing their hands all over your body desperently grabbing parts of your flesh.
You see cyno grabbing your thighs,as his thrust became sloppier and mercilessindicating that he was getting close,his cock brushing against your sweetspot,you feel yourself closer to what would be your first climax of the night,the heat in your lower abdomen ready to snap at any moment,the same could be said for the other two men above you their cocks throbbing against your hand,With one last pump,cyno stained your inside and with al haitham and kaveh covering your exposed skin with white sicky liquid.
‘‘we are not done with you yet’‘Al haitham said pushing you back down on the table as he took notice of you getting up,he gaazed towards cynos direction giving him a sign to change positions.Now al haitham taking cynos place while cyno sat on a chair,getting a full view of the scene.Al haitham slipped in with ease,making you moan loudly and arch your back feeling yourself getting strectched, Unlike cyno,al haitham was girthier streching your walls even more than before.Kaveh’s cock touching your lips you could taste the saltyness from his previous orgasm everytime you licked them,he slowly pushed himself in your mouth slowly keeping his hips still so he doesnt gag you as he hit the back of your throat ,they waited for you to get adjusted to both of them.
After a few minutes of kaveh and al haitham waiting,they started to roll their hips into you in  a matching pace while cyno sitting on the chair,his legs spread,strokinging himself as he watched you.The two men continued to pound into you filling the room with both gagging and the sound of skin slapping.Kaveh getting overwhelmed by the pleasure turning into a moaning mess throwing his head back as he used your throat as his personal fleshlight.al haitham’s abs flexed indicating that he was getting closer.Cyno leaned against the chair throwing his head back covering his eyes with his forearm as he breathed heavily,stroking himself,low groans could be heard comming from him.
Everyone including you were close once again for your second climax of the night and with one last thrust kaveh and al haitham finished inside you with cyno soon after finishing all ove his hand and spilling some of it on the floor.Swallowing every it of kaveh’s cum before pulling  out of your mouth,letting you catch your breath and let you breath normally again.Seeing you try to get up kaveh rushed to your side knowing that you felt sore with al haitham and cyno soon after by your side.
‘‘the bathroom is around the corner let’s hope ‘’someone’‘ left warm water for us to clean ourselves’‘kaveh said antagonising alhaitham a bit in the process as he pointed to the direction of the bathroom,signing upon seeing the messy room as he looked around
‘‘after all of that you still complaining kaveh’‘said al haitham taking himself towards the the bathroom.
‘‘enough with your arguments we need to go and take a shower,here let me help you’‘cyno exclaimed with his usual monotone voice helping you reach the room as your legs were still shaky.With all of you marching  towards the bathroom slowly you started to think,who knows maybe this is a sign for round two....
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andvenuscried · 11 months
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BABY, LOVE! Part Two.
↳ feat. scaramouche, aether, itto, cyno.
description box; the genshin characters above as tutors / professors, who’ll give you study sessions… or should we say, study sessions in love?
warnings; heavy nsfw warning ❗️ , XIAO IS ZHONGLI’S BROTHER, light yandere, mentions of obsession, perverts, professor/tutor x student relationship, smut, corruption kink, mentions of cheating and persuasion, toxicity, voyeurism, slight infantuation
READ PART ONE HERE: part 01.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ scaramouche!
YOUR LAW PROFESSOR.
professor!scaramouche, who’d do anything to keep your stupid friend away from you. they’re taking up too much of your time — does this mean you won’t pay attention to him anymore, hm? does this mean you like them more than him?
professor!scaramouche, who likes to hold his hand in front of your mouth when he’s fucking you from behind in his office again to keep you quiet… since you can’t seem to keep your mouth shut, someone has to do it for you, right?
professor!scaramouche, who loves filling you up to the rim and likes to abuse all of your holes so he gets to see you fucked out of your mind. he thinks that’s the state you’re the prettiest in — doing nothing, just laying in front of him with your bare body, just being pretty. but he’d never admit that to you.
professor!scaramouche, who makes you sit in his class with a vibrator in you, and who purposely turns it to its highest level right in the middle of class and picks you to answer his question… he just loves seeing you struggle to answer without straight up moaning his name.
professor!scaramouche, who likes to see you beg for release, for him to touch you, who loves to tease you and give you minimum effort only to pound into you later without warning. oh, the noises you make… it’s just music to his ears.
professor!scaramouche, who loves to pull your hair when you’re sucking him off under his desk while he works on his papers… sometimes, if he’s feeling generous, he’ll even pat your head.
professor!scaramouche, who enjoys seeing you on your knees or on all fours just for him so much he even takes pictures of you. of course, you always urge him to delete them, but he kisses you so feverishly addictively you already forget. little do you know, it’s a strategy scaramouche has developed to keep your mind off of things.
professor!scaramouche, who likes to blindfold you while you’re on his bed on your fours, who likes to lick your inner thighs until they shake and cum is dripping out of you, who likes to pound into you from behind as he pulls back your hair roughly.
professor!scaramouche, who likes to leave marks and love bites everywhere on your body, especially your neck.
professor!scaramouche, who makes you cockwarm him after breeding you thoroughly and even lets you bite his shoulder sometimes when it gets too hard for you.
professor!scaramouche, who likes spanking your arse when you’ve been a bad girl… for some reason, he always manages to find a “mistake” you have to be punished for. just when did you make a mistake? but you can’t remember after it, because when the punishment is over, all you can remember is ecstasy, pleasure and euphoria.
professor!scaramouche, who’s surprisingly good at aftercare and always makes sure you get a hot bath… or maybe it’s because he has ulterior motives, because somehow he always ends up in the shower with you, your legs wrapped around his waist and your back leaned against the cold glass door as he once again begins to abuse your holes…
professor!scaramouche, who dislikes quickies but makes an exception for you… after all, if he doesn’t get to see you for a week, he needs to fuck his fist while looking at your bare body pictures, and honestly, your throat feels so much better than his hand.
professor!scaramouche, who has you blabbering and drooling after he fucks you, and who likes to record you being your fucked out, fucked stupid state, in which you’re honestly just a mess. he likes to see you blush furiously and bury your head in his shoulder after showing you his records… aw, such a cute, little girlfriend he’s got. he knows he’s lucky, although he’d never confess to thinking that.
professor!scaramouche, who’s never tell you how much he loves his cute, little girlfriend… just be by his side, hm? and don’t ever talk to other boys or he might do something that he shouldn’t even think about. just stay close to him forever and don’t leave him — ever — and he’ll treat you like a princess. and that’s what you want, isn’t it?
“shhh, keep quiet. we wouldn’t your little friends to find out who you’ve been ditching them for, hm?”
“ngh… please… n-need you…”
“yeah, you do, don’t you? can’t do anything without me, hm? oh, you dumb, little thing…”
“s-scaramouche, hah, please, please, please—”
“yeah, yeah, yeah. keep your eyes open. you don’t know how adorable you look right now—fuck. just keep looking at me like that for me, yeah?”
“ngh, ah, ah! y-you think i’m adorable?”
“shut up or i’ll make you.”
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ aether!
YOUR MUSIC TUTOR.
tutor!aether who’s so goddamn bashful around you. it’s so cute!
tutor!aether, who blushes around you every time you attend your music tutoring sessions, who shoes away skittishly from your touch and whose eyes dart away nervously whenever you look at him.
tutor!aether, who’s never ever talked to girls, and whose heart suddenly starts to beat louder and faster than ever, who is suddenly becoming bashful and blush-y.
tutor!aether, whom you had to seduce with effort—someone that respectful and polite would have never had such filthy and lewd thoughts about you, but it seems like you’ve corrupted this sweet, pure, innocent boy after working your irresistible charm on him…
tutor!aether, whom you’ve kissed once and in whose head nothing but that kiss circles around… and barbatos, he even answered a question incorrectly — how embarrassing!
tutor!aether, who whines when you wrap your pretty, rosy lips around his cock, who furrows his eyebrows and throws his head back and begins to groan like he’s a man in pain, because you just take him so well, he just can’t help himself…
tutor!aether, who can’t believe he’s got himself such a beautiful girlfriend — one that’s willing to suck him off anytime if he just asks for it politely, one who lets him stuff his face in her tits, one who lets him use your pretty cunny as a cum-dump… seriously, he must have saved a kingdom in his past life to deserve all this affection, attention and love.
tutor!aether, who lets you ride him into oblivion, and you’re so happy about him shutting his eyes — he’s so pretty, with his hands wrapped around your waist so tightly, with his hands wandering down gently to your thighs as he kneads them softly, with his breathy moans, and unless you encourage him to he louder for you, he’ll always be quiet… but if you torture him with pleasure and lust long enough, he’ll begin screaming your name…
“s-stop teasin’ me… please, i can’t take it anymore,”
“aw, you’re so needy, hm?”
“y-yes, hah, ngh, so please just touch me, please, please, please…”
“and why would you deserve that?”
“‘cause, ‘cause i’ve been a good boy for you, i’ve been a good boy, didn’t i? please! please, just—i can’t go on any longer, hah!”
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ itto!
YOUR P. E. tutor.
tutor!itto, who got assigned to you because you’re excelling in all subjects but one — physical education. but who needs that anyway? isn’t it just stupid to get a tutor for one meaningless volleyball game that you’ll get graded on? it’s not like your gpa will drop that much just because of sports.
tutor!itto, whose smiley face drops more than regularly — he secretly adored and despises the way you’re so unathletic, because how the hell can you be so cute but also, how is it possible for you to make his head ache all the time?!
tutor!itto, who genuinely doesn’t get how you can hate sport that much. it’s not like it’s hard to do, is it? you’re just lazy!
tutor!itto, who at first tried really, really, really hard to keep your relationship professional and all just business, but just couldn’t help himself — how can he, when you’re bending down to pick up a ball like a siren drawing him to the water, when you’re squeezing your boobs together while playing volleyball because you need to prepare for that very important exam, or when you… no, wait a second, he’s not supposed to think about you like that! oh, but your lips… no, no! bad thoughts! but at the same time, your cute, little—no!
tutor!itto, who has to actively remind himself that he’s your tutor, your friend at most, and nothing beyond or more than that. but you really are delicious to look at, your body fascinates him, and so do you. he’s never met someone quite as… passionately hateful towards sports. not only that, but you’re hilarious too! it’s like he’s met his match regarding sarcasm and wit.
tutor!itto, whose dreams have been infected and corrupted by you—and not in the rainbow and sunshine way, more like… in the intimate way.
tutor!itto, who dreams of you being tied up beneath him, all helpless and clueless as you can’t do anything but be his cumdump and little fuck toy to use <3
tutor!itto, who dreams about fucking a baby into you, until your stomach’s all swollen up while your belly is carrying his little kid, until your boobs grow bigger because of pregnancy, and oh Lord, he hopes so, so, so much he’ll knock you up someday and tie you to him forever.
tutor!itto, whose fingers are “correcting your position” while he’s filthily kneading your ass and grazing your boobs like there’s no tomorrow. but you won’t notice, your mind is completely set into the belief that itto wants no harm—he’s just a little bit touchy, isn’t he? he’s just correcting your position, it’s not like he’s being a pervert!
tutor!itto, who teaches you how to give a man a good blowjob—this is a way for you to reward him for all his hard work, so it’s not like you mind, right? just a little favour, that’s all it is. nothing more.
tutor!itto, who has you gagging on his cock in the gymnastics room, behind all the mattresses, as he watches your half-lidded eyes and your dazed gaze, as his cock is sliding in and out of your mouth, while you kiss his angry tip and massage his cock.
tutor!itto, who makes sure to shove his cock down your throat and fuck you so often you’ll become so used to the size of him that you won’t have any problem handling him anymore; who makes sure you know what you are when he’s fucking you—which is nothing other than his dumb, sweet, little cum dump and his adorable, cute slut. that’s all you’re good for, aren’t you? such an endearing, tiny thing you are.
“yeah… take it… all in, all in… come on, i know you can do it. i taught you better than this, didn’t i? hahhh… just like that, go slow, go slow. mhmmm, such a good job you’re doing… good girl. i taught you well. aw, i really wanna take a picture of you, you look so cute right now… wish you could see how fucked out you look right now.”
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ cyno.
YOUR POLITICS AND PSYCHOLOGY PROFESSOR.
professor!cyno, who’s just so tired of all his work he needs his little, favourite top student to take all this stress of his mind… beneath him, under the table, using your hands to jerk him off.
professor!cyno, who, when he’s feeling generous, fucks you in the chemistry lab next to his politics and business classroom… no one ever uses that chemistry lab anymore, anyway, and he simply can’t wait to put his cock into you. why wait when he can do it right here?
professor!cyno, who knows you’re uncomfortable with his overly possessive and a little bit obsessive behaviour sometimes—his eyes would follow you everywhere attentively, and he knows absolutely everything about you, how you like your coffee, how many rings there are on your slender, little fingers, how many fingers you need in your pussy to coax the prettiest moan out of you, how much edging you can take, how you like his fingers rearranging your insides… he knows everything about you, even the things you don’t know about yourself. and sometimes, he’d let it show accidentally—and those are the times you’d get scared a little, but he’d somehow always manage to wrap you back around his little finger with some charming words and a little persuasion… he’s not a politics and psychology professor for nothing, is he?
professor!cyno, who’ll follow you home, stalk everything you’re doing in his free time, and who you’re talking to. and if he is displeased with your choice of friends, he’ll somehow manage to get into your head and corrupt your naive, innocent mind into not talking to them anymore. after all, he’s only looking out for you because he cares so much about you and doesn’t want you to get hurt… you trust him, don’t you? after all, he’s your professor. he’s so much older and wiser and knows much more about the cruelties of the world than you do, so why won’t you just nod your pretty head off to anything he says and just trust him and agree with everything he tells you to do, hm? you’re a good girl for him, aren’t you, or will you disobey him? you don’t want to displease him, oh no, no, no!!
professor!cyno, who warps everything around when you ask him why he always seems to know so incredibly much about you. he knew which friend you visited last night? you sent him a picture of you and your friends drinking, didn’t you remember? he knew where you were last night? only because you told him briefly the day before, did you already forget? he knew that you bought a new tv with your best friends? well, he comes visiting you a lot, doesn’t he?
professor!cyno, who will use anything and anyone to make you stay with him. even when you think he’s being slightly creepy by being so possessive and obsessive, you’re staying with him, because somehow he’s tricked your mind into thinking that all that psychotic obsession with you is nothing but true, heart-felt and genuine care!
professor!cyno, who rewards every order of his that you obey with sticking your fingers into your lovely pussy. he just loves having you sit on his lap at his penthouse, with your back leaned back on his shoulders and your back arched in pleasure as he’s whispering filthy and dirty words into your ear, as he’s marking your neck from behind, as your frail arms are holding onto his strong, unmoving biceps as he’s working his fingers into you patiently.
professor!cyno, who knows your body in and out. he knows exactly how to angle his cock to make it hit your sweet spot, the one that makes you cry tears of pleasure, the one that makes you scream his name, the one that makes you scratch his back and pull his hair, act all feral and drives you crazy, the one that makes you see literal stars, the one that makes his cock form a pretty bulge on your flawless tummy, he knows exactly how to place his lips on your pussy to make butterflies emerge in your stomach, he knows exactly how to coax and get another orgasm out of you with mere words and some pleading nibbles on your ear. he knows absolutely everything about you, and in those moments, you absolutely love that.
“s-sir! ah, ah, ah, ah… mmm, right there, p-please—oh! oh, oh, hah… more, more… need more! want your babies, oh my god, i love you, i love you, i love you…”
“aw, doll, you love me? didn’t you say it was slightly creepy how i knew where you lived yesterday? hm? what was all that about, huh?”
“ah! oh, oh, oh… ngh, didn’t know… all my fault, ‘s all my fault, ‘m sorry, s-sir, ‘m sorry… ah, ah, ah, ah—f-fuck, please be more gentle, i can’t—hah, i, ngh…”
“oh, now you’re sorry? you really hurt my feelings, you know that, doll? all i do is care about you and this is how you treat me?”
“won’t ever… hah… won’t ever doubt you again, sir, ‘m sorry… please, please, i need you to hit that spot… hurts if you don’t, please, i need you..”
“… fine, fine. you’re lucky you’re cute, y’know?”
“h-hah, c-cyno! ah, ah, ah… can’t hold it back—‘m gonna…”
“cum? alright. cum for me, doll… atta girl… yeah, that’s right, good girl… all this just for me, hm?”
“yes, yes… just for you…”
authors note; omfg i was so busy guys AHHHH. sorry for leaving you like this!! i’m including tighnari, venti, ayato and a xiao bonus in the next part, so hang in there, guys! should i add the newer characters too? like baizhu, kevah, alhaithaim and all the others?
(and yeah, i know it’s not as much as in part one, but i really was busy and struggled to get this done alone 😭😭 sorry!! i’ll make it up to you guys, promise!!)
tell me in the replies or the request box!! (also, give me new writing prompts in my inbox please 😭😭 i need that inspo!!)
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kaeyas-beloved · 11 months
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It’s The Way He… || #2
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Characters: Alhaitham, Cyno, Dainsleif, Heizou, Itto, Kaveh, Xiao, Wanderer
Summary: Just cute/heartwarming/breath-taking things he does <3
Genre: Fluff + Snippets
CWs: gn!reader (you/your), injuries (Cyno), petnames (my love; Kaveh),
a/n: did a pt. 2 because the last one got lots of love and I though they were really cute so I wanted to do some others <3
|| Pt. 1 ||
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Alhaitham
It’s the way Alhaitham props his chin on you - your head, shoulder, just whatever is easiest at that moment - as you read. His eyes, a beautiful mix of green and orange, will skim the page you're on. It's no quantum physics or retelling of historic events, but if you like it then he'll give it a chance. Just, don't be too upset when he asks you to read faster, he wants to know what happens next is all.
"Are you almost done? I've finished the page. What? What's that look for?"
Cyno
It’s the way Cyno is so serious as he dresses your wounds, a stark contrast to the genlteness of his touch. It doesn’t matter if it’s a paper cut, a rash, burn or a gash from battle, it’ll receive the same level of attention and care from the general. If he had it his way he’d get Tighnari to fix you right up, because at least Cyno knows you’re in good hands, but that can’t always happen, so he’s your next best. In a way that’s alright, at least this way he can personally see to it that you’re looked after.
“This will sting a little, sorry, but it has to be cleaned. I’ll try to lessen the pain as much as I can and finish quickly. If you’d like, I can tell you some jokes to take your mind off of it?”
Dainsleif
It’s the way Dainsleif never forgets the little details about yourself. You could mention it once and he’s already committed it to memory, he's committed you to his memory. For 500 years he's walked alone, maybe not always physically, but it still felt like there hasn't been anyone with him. You are the first connection he's had in so long, and even if he's doomed to live long past you, the image of everything that creates you, he’ll will himself to remember for as long as he can, because just the thought of you makes him feel like he's alive once more.
“You told me once that the stars brought you peace. I thought it’d be nice to look out at them tonight, for they too do the same for me. However, if I was to be truthful, you, without a shadow of a doubt, bring me the most peace.”
Heizou
It’s the way Heizou leaves a riddle on the kitchen counter for you every so often before he leaves for work or errands. There’ll be clues scattered around the house for you to find as well, each one becoming more cryptic than the last. Of course, he knows you well enough to not make them so tough you can’t figure it out. He wants you to receive your prize after all~
“Did you figure out today’s riddle?” … “Heh, that’s correct, I knew you’d get it! Now, come and claim your reward. I think you’ll really enjoy it this time~”
Itto
It’s the way Itto runs up to you the instant he sees you in the streets of Inazuma, arms ready to grab hold and lift you as high as he can or as high as you allow. He'll even do a little spin with you he's that happy to see you. It doesn't matter if you’re alone or with someone, he is a loud and proud oni who shows off the person that owns his heart!!
"There you are my partner-in-crime, my beetle battle buddy, my number one! Say, if you're not busy how about you tag along with me? I just found this awesome raman place that's pretty cool if I do say so myself. How about we check it out?"
Kaveh
It’s the way Kaveh readily helps you with your outfit and any bells and whistles that go with it. As a renowned architect there are times where he’s invited to formal events, and you are his first go to for a plus one. And where there’s formal events there’s formal attire, and the hassle of making sure everything is perfect. Be it a tie or some piece of jewelry, Kaveh and his keen eye for detail are there to help attain that perfection.
“Ah, here, let me help. Sometimes, it takes another pair of eyes to catch if something’s off. Of course, you look stunning regardless my love. There, shall we head off?”
Wanderer
It’s the way Wanderer stumbles to match your pace. For as long as he's lived he's moved at his own pace, never once slowing or playing catch-up for others. For you though, he'll stop to admire the things he's overlooked due to his immortality, he'll race to make sure you don't run too far from him that he can't raech you. No longer does he run away from those he loves, now he runs alongside them.
"What? You stopped for a flower? It's pretty? Please, I can think of many more things that are prettier than some flower, but I suppose we have some time. Who am I to stop you from doing what your little heart desires."
Xiao
It’s the way Xiao carries with him the little gifts you give. May it be a flower, a picture, a letter or another object of some kind, the yaksha will have it tucked into the safest pocket he has. To you it may have just been something you picked up or made while thinking of him, but for Xiao, it’s his good fortune charm. Something that has a tangible weight to it, his constant reminder that someone is waiting for him back home. However, he can never bring himself to tell you this, covering up the why he brings it everywhere with some barely strung together excuses or redirections.
“Of course I’d take it with me, why would I not? Huh? You think I’d have no real use for it? Tsk, you still don’t know the ways of the adepti, do you?”
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shanieveh · 7 months
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please don't take my sunshine away...
— genshin men makes you sleep through a song
LYNEY only knows of simple hymns, that was used by his sister to make him sleep when he was young. As he brushed his fingers onto your skin, seeing you lose yourself off to dreamland... it was more than enough to bring a smile on his face. You saw behind the tricks and discovered the man that wants to please everyone, and with a simple goodnight, you lay in his lap hoping to see his face when you wake.
It was no secret that KAVEH had no sleep, maybe it was the works that made him busy but it was mostly the thoughts. So as he lulls you to sleep in the middle of the night, seeing your peaceful stance, so defenseless, yet something he wanted to defend with his life. Melodies filled the room that made you see the sweetest of dreams but right at the brink of your sleep, the music stopped. He was... asleep, hand on your hair, smiling soundly.
You giggled as CYNO's voice cracked while singing a lullaby. It was rare for him to make you laugh, enough to make him laugh as well. And as the many attempts of him to hum you a decent tune he looked at you again to see you fast asleep. Oh, I guess all of his efforts were in vain. As he kissed your temple goodnight, it was time for his favorite activity. Admiring you all night.
DILUC was scarcely home, but when he was it was always special, and even more so at night. His voice was raspy, but gentle all the same. It was almost like you didn't wanna sleep and just listen to him all night long. And so you lay there faking your rest, but he realized your plan and stopped. With a whine, you demanded him to start all over and giving in he sang another song.
FREMINET was very conscious with everything he does as he awkwardly looked at you, eyes glinting and dreaming of hearing a melody. And so he copied his mother and tried to pat your head, the more words he sang, the more comfortable he got. And when he finished it he saw you were already asleep. Did he do a good job? He hoped so, maybe one day he can sing you another one. Maybe. After all, he wished you knew him as well as the waters do.
NEUVILLETTE knew a lot of songs, maybe hiring an orchestra or overhearing a hymn from the guards. The night skies were so clear that day when he first sang his love to you, his emotions were deeper than his voice. Now he understood all those tragic plays, and romantic sacrifices. And as you lay there still sleeping he continues, hoping that his tune of joy and fondness for you reached the bottom of the abyss and to skies in Celestia.
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nervocat · 5 months
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hiii! i ABSOLUTELY love your 'dancing with the fontanians' publish and is it ok if i request the same type but sumeru characters? thank uuuuu
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★ 📝 — notes: I actually wanted to do something like this but I didn't expect my last one to be received so well since I didn't try my best on it, but I'm glad you and many others liked it ^^
Also, quick heads-up: I don't know the Sumeru woman too well so if you, anon, or others reading this wanted more female characters, so sorry I only did a couple, and this again, isn't my favorite of my works, but it's not too bad I hope, and I'm so sorry this took so long to do.. my motivation just kinda plummeted to write this (not that I didn't like it). Not proofread btw, will read later (maybe)
       — word count: 1.1k , fandom: genshin impact , cw: none — ✦
                     " Dancing with the Sumerians "
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★ — Kaveh
     Kaveh doesn’t know how to dance, like at all. He only knows the positions so if you don’t know how to dance either, you’re screwed. However, if you do know how to dance, he gets flustered at the thought of actually dancing with you in specific. Same with if you don’t know, but you two just fumble over each other and it just makes you two laugh.
     The first time you dip him, he starts to misstep and his face is red. He liked it though, so please do it again. Kaveh would like to try and dip you too though, but he was kind of clumsy with it. You two would normally dance in his room while you two dance to the typical classical music with sumerian touches to it. If you kiss him when you dip him, he'll straight up stop moving. He'll regain his composure though and grumble to himself before kissing you as well.
       Kaveh likes to be spun and then you lean him down, but not dipping him. He'll giggle about it later, and he'll try to do the same to you, but he'll probably fail. He tried though.
     He doesn't know how to dance at all, but either learning or teaching him is always fun and it's always fun with the blond. ☆
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✦ — Alhaitham
     Also doesn't know how to dance. He's not as clueless as his roommate, but still doesn't know where to put his feet. When you two dance, it's in his room as well and he'll look deep into your eyes, analyzing the colors as he also focuses on his footing whether you're teaching him or not. He'll be smiling when he finally knows how to dip you and kisses you before pulling you back up.
     He learns quickly though so expect him to be able to dance good enough pretty soon. He also dances to the typical classical music, minus the Sumerian flare to it. Alhaitham overtime becomes a mediocre dancer and if need be, he’ll teach you some things if you didn’t teach him to dance. He doesn’t prefer to be dipped when dancing, but he’ll let it slide once or twice if you're able to dip him.
       He'll definitely spin you and kean you down and smile slightly while doing so. You probably won't do the same to him, but he'll let you try to do so.
     Overall, he’s an average dancer and learns quickly and dancing with him is definitely an experience. ✧
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★ — Cyno
     Doesn't know how to dance either. He never took the time to learn so he just doesn't even know where to put his hands. If you don’t know how to dance either then expect to trip a few times and him making a pun about it. Cyno at least knows the music you’d dance to though.
      He pretty much will never dip you or really do anything romantic unless you ask and teach him. Once he does learn though, expect him to at least dip you or kiss you a few times and he’s pretty good at it. You two don’t dance often, but he tries to dance with you when you two are free. If you dip him, he’ll just simple and go with it, maybe a joke here and there.
     Dancing with Cyno isn’t very enthralling, but you know he loves you, you’ll just have to tolerate all the puns while dancing. ☆
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✦ — Tighnari
     Knows how to dance to some extent. Tighnari knows where to put his hands, the basics of dancing, but his footing can be a bit off at times. He likes to dip you and smiles while doing so but wouldn’t mind being dipped either, he doesn't care. Tighnaris tail might gently wag on occasion as his ears would flick sometimes.
     Like Alhaitham, he learns quickly if you teach him some things and is very attentive to what you say. He mainly focuses on his ranger work, but has enough free time to either practice dancing with you or to just dance.
    Tighnari will dance with you when he can and sometime Collei will stumble in on you two and just leave you be, happy you two have an activity to do together. ✧
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★ — Nilou
     She's a dancer, Nilou obviously knows how to dance, but might have to learn a few things for this type of dancing though. Even if you know how to dance you might learn a thing or two with her and she’d love to teach her lover how to dance, it’s her passion. She loves to dip you but also be dipped, and she wouldn’t really do things like kissing, but she would occasionally and let you smother her if you wanted to.
     You two would dance to all kinds of music and she'd like to explore different dances couples would do, learning as well as she went. If it's a special occasion, she'll give you a kiss on the nose or maybe on the lips if she's able to dip you. If not, she'll she'll it while spinning with you.
      No matter what gender you are, she doesn't care. As long as you'll dance with her, she'll dance with you. ☆
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✦ — Lisa (added her here because she's from Sumeru)
     She knows how to dance as well. She’s not super experienced like Nilou, but she knows a little bit more than the basics. You two dance in the library when you two know no one will be around and she just puts on the typical classical music. You two have never really walked in on, but Paimon and Traveler did once.
    Lisa absolutely loves to dip you, but she also adores being dipped equally so, so it's a win-win for you two in whatever you prefer you prefer to do. She also likes to be spun around as much as she likes to be spun around. She'll be gently laughing when done with a smile on her face, her hat usually being off when she dances with you.
     Lisa absolutely loves dancing, especially with some sumerian flair, but she just loves you and will call you names of endearment throughout the dance. ✧
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★ — Wanderer
     Dancing with him? He probably knows how to dance, but isn't willing to. Wanderer eventually caves in though, with the exception of some grumbling, and goes to dance with you. This is more of a one time thing, but he'll do it more if you politely ask him (with some poking a prodding).
     He won't be super romantic, but he'll spin and dip you and tease you with a smirk while doing so. Wanderer won't dance for long, but the short moment lets you know how much Wanderer genuinely loves you. By the end, he's slightly flustered and might walk off, but he'll probably stay around.
     Dancing with Wanderer is a rare opportunity, but it's a good experience with him and a rare moment of intimacy. ☆
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jays-bookmarks · 1 year
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Wenuts (Cyno + Tighnari & reader)
A crack oneshot I wrote inspired by the 3.6 special program in which I learned how to pronounce "wenut"
Summary: You have a conversation about the dangers of the desert with Cyno and Tighnari. Words: 332 Warnings: reader makes a Cyno-level joke
“It’s important to have a proper guide if you’re traveling through the desert,” Cyno said. “On top of the harsh environment and weather that can change in an instant, there are all manner of creatures that would seek to harm you. Wenuts are particularly troublesome to avoid…”
“…Weigh… newts?” You furrowed your brow, repeating the unfamiliar word back at Cyno.
Tighnari jumped in to explain.
“Wenuts are a serpentine organism that make their homes in tunnels under the desert,” he said. “Due to its subterranean nature, it’s incredibly sensitive to vibrations. A brooding wenut is highly aggressive and will attack indiscriminately if you are near a clutch of its eggs. Since a fully grown wenut can control a large territory, and eggs are often buried in the sand, it’s difficult to tell where you might be in danger.”
As Tighnari spoke, your mind was still occupied with the pronunciation of the word. You nodded at the end of Tighnari’s explanation, even though you weren’t paying attention.
“Newts are pretty light, though,” you said. “You’d need a really sensitive scale to weigh them properly.”
There was a moment of silence as Tighnari and Cyno processed your words. A grin made its way to your face as you saw the realization dawn on both of them. Cyno nodded at you in approval, while Tighnari simply groaned.
“You’re learning well. That was good,” Cyno said.
“Did you seriously pretend not to know what a wenut was just to make that joke?” Tighnari asked, exasperation clear in his voice.
“No! This was the first time I’d heard the word!” you said. “Come on, don’t tell me you don’t think it sounds kinda weird. How do you spell it, anyway?”
With another exasperated sigh, Tighnari spelled out the word out for you. You traced the letters in the air as he did, mouthing it to yourself.
“Wee-nut?” you said after you finished writing out the word.
“You’re just doing this on purpose, now.” Tighnari’s tail was twitching in annoyance even as Cyno let out a chuckle beside him.
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transmascaraa · 4 months
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bf!cyno headcannons!
your "oh-so-funny" boyfriend wants to tell you every single joke he knows until you finally find at least one of them funny...
bf!cyno x gn!reader
authors note: this just came to mind randomly so like why not do it??? also tysm guys for so many likes/notes ily all sm😭💗
"so... did i finally make you laugh?"
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-sitting together on the shared bed in your guys' bedroom. cyno made a bet with you.
-"if i can make you laugh with one of my jokes, i get to take up more space on the bed. deal?"
-"deal." you were so ready. so, so ready. you were sure you'd win cuz his jokes SUCK.
-and just like that, you two started.
-"why can't you hear a pterodactyl going to the bathroom?"
-"why." you were ready to make the blankest face everrr...
-"because the "p" is silent." he tried to say normally, but he ended up laughing really hard. and you just looked at him unfazed
-"that's more horrible, rather than funny." you had an annoyed expression on your face
-"b-but... h-how???" bro was so confused but saw that you didn't care.
-plan b is in action.
-"what did the triangle say to the circle?"
-"what."
-"you're pointless."
-"that's not funny, cy." you said as this bitch laughed his ass off
-soon enough, he calmed down, and started to say more jokes.
-none were funny to you.
-so many more jokes to which he died laughing, but your face expression was a mix of annoyance and confusion.
-finally, he thought of something. (i'm sorry if you don't find the joke funny but i did and you can just imagine another one if you don't feel the same lol)
-"why do cows wear bells?" he sounded so hopeful like his life depended on it. he needed more space on the bed.
-you sighed. not having any hope for him by now. just waiting for the answer
-"because their horns don't work." he chuckled, keeping back a huge laugh.
-you looked at him for a second, and then started laughing.
-no, like genuinely laughing.
-he looked at you shocked, but also confused. were you laughing at him, or the actual joke?
-"cy-cyno... that-... that was actually funny, i have to admit..." you were still giggling from the joke and he just smiled in pure bliss.
-he smiled like a kindergartener who got candy for halloween from the grumpy neighbor.
-"YES! I WIN!" he laughed proudly and started tickling you to make you laugh even more
-"cyno! fucking- idiot! hahah...!" you were laughing hard while trying to defend yourself by tickling him in return(sweet revenge)
-and like that, the two of you were laughing for a while more, and cyno felt like a king for the rest of the month.
-no, year.
-actually, for the rest of his life.
-he made you laugh.
-he made you laugh.
-he will remember the joke until the end of his life and always remind you that you, out of all people, laughed at one of his terrible jokes.
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this was so fun to make i swear
i used the google for the jokes
i'm sorry if they're not funny but imagine that they are
thank you for reading :))
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