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unabashednightmarepizza · 7 months

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𝐼𝑠𝑒𝑘𝑎𝑖'𝑑 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑇𝑒𝑦𝑣𝑎𝑡

Part 2

Life is strange.

You were in your world and doing godforsaken homeworks from your teachers and laying down idly while obsessing over maybe that game you started to obsess over... Then-

Now, seeing yourself in what appeared to be a godly attire in a gameworld that you barely knew wasn't on your list

Besides, how did you even come here?? You weren't actively trying to shift-

"Paimon thinks they are a bit pale..." she said while poking your arm that, surprisingly enough, didn't break or fall off during your fall. Hearing the familiar child voice of her, you widened your eyes and sat up on your hands and knees, letting out a high screech after throwing a comment.

"And Y/N can hear you, whoever you are." you groaned and they both screamed on top of their lungs much like you in fright, hugging each other thightly.

But... Why were you slapping your cheeks?

"This is insane... I didn't think those creepy and weird Isekai anime thing would happen to me!" you mumbled in deep shock, looking around yourself and seeing all the vibrant colors of Teyvat, the ones you were so used to seeing on screen...

Then came another startling thought: There were every kind of monsters, slimes, Hilichurls and even more dangerous and hard-to-kill ones.

Before you could freak out even more Aether, as the sweetheart he was, helped you, with Paimon finding something to burn to warm you up

They wondered how you were here, perhaps you also fell down like him and his sister and now were stuck? Since you looked, and still did, really horrified to find yourself here. But yet again, your looks was much different than anyone he had seen.

Shining bright eyes with sharp star shaped irises... They were mesmerizing, so alluring and so full of wonders, power as if they held the answers to all questions...

Where were you from?

But, apart from your obviously tall body, like really tall, and your star-like eyes which he found to be cute, there was another fact that stood out and made him realize how much trouble he would find himself in:

Your behaviour too which was becoming... concerning the poor boy.

Because who the fuck just kills an entire horde of elementals with just a quick flick of their... hand through sending golden waves singlehandedly with a cute smile and excited skip in their steps? Just how unhinged are you?

So, that was the first time you met the blonde who was way too pretty for a boy Aether and his cute companion Paimon, not that you didn't know them already.

" I think I will die very young, like very young..."

"Nah, you are the main character in this game. If you die, the game is over."

*Cue tripping into the lake headfirst but still managing to breathe with a thumbs up*

You just gave the biggest spoiler to anyone who would understand you but poor Aether, tho he tried to understand your words, didn't know shit about what you said.

Now, obviously, you couldn't tell them everything... That would, what, fuck with the order? The Heavenly Cosmic Rules? Whatever their names were, you really didn't want to anger anyone but also really wished to fuck with people.

Not now tho, you had to stay alive for that one.

But Aether had his own suspicions. He had been around long enough to know that he couldn't trust everyone but yet again... He needed another actual human who he could seek comfort when needed, be sure that they would have his back...

Poor, touch-starved boy ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

And he couldn't lie: You were funny as you tried to grab Paimon and squeeze her thightly to your chest, and even managed to kill a few of the hilichurls that came out of nowhere from behind your group...

Then there was the red tint of his cheeks, when you turned to look at him excitedly( not knowing that this was what you always wanted to do) and seeked his approval as if you needed it.

I mean, you were strong and pretty, a little bit too odd and obsessed with death and never took something serious, always praised him( God knew he needed that) and patted his head, even cooking delicious food that he never heard of before...

....

Exactly what he needed in another company!

"Hey,um, since you also came from another world probably... Whose language and words I absolutely don't understand, how about we stick together? I mean, I-I wouldn't want a woman to be alone, not that you can't take care of yourself, I just saw you-" he stammered nervously, absolutely not wanting to make you uncomfortable. But as you stared at the boy with a blush as his golden eyes looked at everything but you, there was only one single thought:

Hehehe cute ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

"No problem, it would actually be amazing since I know nothing about this world!" (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

Lie, not completely but still a lie

But come on, his stutter was cute and besides he needed to have... a human sized companion in case things got so very wrong

Whether you were the human companion or not... Well, was unknown.

The poor, still-innocent Aether was eager to know your story. Where you were from, whether you came from another world like him too, how you used that power you obviously had but you had no idea of having it in the first place...

Poor boi was just so touch-starved, and had been so lonely until he stumbled upon Paimon two months after he woke up and one month later, you.

Besides, Paimon was not affectionate in the way he wished... More like, she was an emergency food~

"For the last time, Paimon is NOT AN EMERGENCY FOOD!"

Oh how you always loved watching her get riled up so easily

You three were each other's everything from now on.

So that was how you started to have adventures while trying hard to not to die. Paimon would offer her funny thoughts while sometimes giving really useful info, Aether would often cook for all three of you until you learnt how to make most of the food known here to help him.

He was already doing a lot by protecting you and making sure that none of the hilichurls were eating you

Though soon, his protection contract you did between the two of you unofficially came to an end when an excited young scout named Amber found you three and brought you to-

"Holy shit, Monstadt is even more beautiful in real life!" you exclaimed excitedly as Amber watched you three run happily, looking at everything in astonishment as if she was the one who created the city, nodding her head proudly at what you said. "The rumors don't do enough justice to us! Of course the real thing is much better!"

Poor girl... If only she knew that this world was actually a game and you were talking about that by saying "in real life".

Or whatver concept it was.

Even though the quality of the game was *chef kiss*, nothing could have prepared you for the gentle breeze that flew past you, how it made you shiver pleasantly as your hair danced around, the air of wine and... freedom filling your every cell.

This was definetly what home felt like.

You might not have enough knowledge about them, with being a new player and all and not having that obsession to know everything about them yet... But there was one thing obvious as your attention was on a certain florist: Her... obsession(?) over a certain redhead was very fucking obvious- was that a jewelry store?

Meanwhile, as Aether was left with a blue haired-cyro user who also had the same star eyes like you, trying to dodge all the flirty and suave comments... He searched for you desperately to get out of the situation he found himself in.

Because even if he was the fighter, you were the talker with a sweet voice and surprisingly very convincing when you wanted to be. Whether you were always like that was a mystery to solve another day.

"Paimon could always ask them! Y/N likes Paimon the best after all, they said so!"

"wHaT? Y/N! IS THAT TRUE, AFTER ALL THE TIME WE SPENT-"

That was the other side of Aether you didn't see much through playing the game. He was more excited and more lively, always running around and helping people while making new friendships whereas Lumine was more well-kept and calm.

Though to him, your and Paimon's friendship meant the most and he would never let you, her or him forget about that.

You three were quite the Trio after all!

Besides, your talent of negotiation worked wonders with him since you decided to use it to braid his hair and force him to sleep.

But if there was one thing he despised about you, which was also the only one, was the attention span of a baby you had whenever you saw something either shiny or cute.

Or someone attractive and hot...

Which showed itself again when he was called upon Kaeya's, the Cavalry Captain's, commands for a "super secret mission" and he wasn't able to flee out.

"The other knights can't know about it! I can't ask for help from any other than you... Please, help me." Aether swore he saw the hint of a smirk on his face-

"What kind of secrecy is this?? And what's with that eyepatch?"

"Well, to be honest my little friend... My great grandfather was a pirate!"

Yep, he better find a way to get out of this soon (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

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valberryventi · 1 year

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just thought about sitting beside a sleeping diluc. the rare times he's lying down before you, you take it as an opportunity to lull him to sleep. so you run your finger on the apples of his cheeks before you cup the side of his face. and when you give him a chaste kiss on his forehead?

he smiles.

his eyes are still closed, because he doesn't want to disturb his own peace. he doesn't want to disturb the moment. so you press more and more and more kisses on his face until he chuckles at you, sleepy eyes so lovestruck that it makes you want to give him affection forever.

he takes your hand that's been cupping his face, presses his lips on the inside of your wrist, and brings you down to cuddle with him. it's so rare to have a happy, peaceful, infatuated diluc. so he tucks you under his chin in the hopes of staying that way forever.

#sorry i'm so #i love him so much #i love diluc #if you don't want to ruin my 50/50 streak it's ok #i want to give him all my affection #a little ooc but SMITTEN DILUC!!!#SOFT DILUC!!!#my branding #valberry ramble #hushvalberry ; 🍓#diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc imagine #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x you #diluc fluff #genshin

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mayullla · 1 year

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Hello, i hope you have a great day!

about the event, may i ask for a 🌼 for platonic yandere diluc. 🦋 please~~

Title: Clinging

Character(s): Diluc (Genshin Impact)

Summary: Diluc found you in the forest running away from hilichurls after taking you in his arms he saw your blood was not red but gold.

Warnings/tags: Platonic yandere, Fem!reader (child!reader), Sagau; gold blood au

[ - A little present~! Event - Closed - ]

The sounds of your snore were small yet enough to bring Diluc out of his focus on the documents. Looking down to see you in his lap sleeping peacefully Diluc felt a sort of comfort. Touching your hair, lightly combing the strands so as not to wake you up.

He had found you lost and alone in the forest crying for help in fear of the hilichurls that were after you. The sounds the hilichurls made scared you as you continued to run from them with tears in your eyes and snot. Diluc was around there that time when he heard your screams. He planned on saving you grabbing you on the waist his weapon out. But had to pause when the hilichurls stopped, their behavior different than before as if checking to make sure you were okay and examine him. They left before Diluc could take another step as if... they were sure that you would be in good hands.

It was odd, to say the least, but his thought turned to you when he could hear sniffles and small hands clinging to his jacket.

He will investigate those hilichurls later as for now he had to make sure the little child he found was okay.

A small girl, you were crying in his arms calling out for your parents but was just you and him. Diluc never saw you before, well at least never in Monstade.... protecting the citizens he would have noticed you at one point or another.

Yet his heart only seems to drop when he saw a small cut on your arm where red blood was supposed to flow instead was gold in color. The wind howled as Diluc quickly took you back to the dawn winery. Too dangerous he thought for you to be here in the middle of nowhere focused on his goal that he must bring you somewhere safe.

Diluc knew many stories where there once was a ruler loved by nature and creatures of all. That their touch was healing and her powers strong. She was bowed and was of higher rank than those of archons. But she disappeared in the end, many different stories were told of her end but all stories told the sadness and anguish.

Diluc didn't know what you were yet maybe it was some sort of magic, but as how one was familiar with their own vision element even tho it was his first time meeting you Diluc was so sure of who you were.

And the dangers that will come with you.

The world was unkind to a child giving you so much that what was supposed to be your blade can be turned against you. You can be worshipped for your blood but if you fell into the hands of another with a more dark intention he was sure it would be either the end of Teyvat or the end for you.

Diluc wasn't fond of children, he wasn't really sure what to do with them. To be honest, he didn't know what to do with you as you were a child and it wasn't like he could just magically become experienced with them and like them... but you were another situation altogether. You were not someone he could just toss to the knights of Favonious Knights when he didn't even trust them that much.

So here you were in his home. In his arms, you cling unwilling to let go. You cried when Adelinde tried to take you away from him, the head housemaid glanced at Diluc silently telling him to be patient and take care of you for a while.

It was a struggle when you didn't eat at all, stuck to Diluc in fear that monsters would show up again when you were alone without him. He had to pull you away from his jacket sitting you down on his lap as Adeline told him to feed you. You ate a bit that time when he told you that if you really want to continue to stay here you would have to eat. The first bite and he saw your eyes sparkle finding the food delicious. Diluc continued to feed you because even tho you hurriedly ate your hands still cling to his jacket again.

Diluc honestly didn't know what to do when you continued to cling to him having a hard time doing what he usually does he had no choice but to stay. He had no choice really when you cried yourself to the point your voice went raw because he had gone out to protect Monstade at night.

It took some time... a few days really. You didn't let go of him at all but slowly you started to trust people around you, your started to let go of Diluc's jacket when Adeline called you. Diluc was able to go out with his mask late at night but it seems that you would always notice when he comes back. Waking up when he was near and heading down to greet him.

"How do you know that I am near?"

"I don't know... I just woke up..." It was an odd answer there was definitely more to it than that. Diluc didn't know what it was but was also something he realize you didn't either. He didn't ask again preferring to quickly change and go to sleep with you right beside him clinging to his shirt.

He had grown so used to you, so quickly and so soon. He wondered if this was the actual feeling of taking care of a child. Things he did he wondered what his own father had thought while doing when he was your age. He came to cherish you, yet there was this worry because your blood was gold you were different from him... and from the archons themselves... if words get out that a child's blood was gold many would search for you and not all were kind and just merely curious.

Diluc patted your hair combing it with his fingers. You didn't wake up from his lap but whined a little at his disturbance. You try to get closer to him in your sleep finding comfort in his warmth.

Diluc was worried about the future. But he was sure that he would do everything to keep you safe. Even if it meant to keep you a secret from the world, even if it meant you will have to stay by his side even when you didn't want to.

He will keep you safe and even if a few knew who you were the people he trusts would never get the chance to take you away from him and the people who he didn't trust he would make it so they would not be able to spread the word about you.

You belong here after all and nowhere else. He would protect you.

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souonsu · 2 years

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A Rare Occasion.

Diluc is in a rutting mess and it’s just fantastic. It’s not often that he let’s you see this side of him, so indulge in it because who knows when you’ll ever see it again.

Warning: Definitely not for minors. Unprotected sex and overstimulation galore.

This was written in a gender neutral perspective. Please enjoy everyone.

His gloved hand was on your cheek. He was so close, closer than ever with those beautiful crimson eyes looking only at you and revealing his deepest sincerity.

You felt the warmth radiating from his body still wearing that regal coat. He asked you ever so softly that it was but a whisper, “can I kiss you?” The breath of his words leaving a tingling sensation against your lips that continued to permeate down your body.

Could you ever resist him? No, but he doesn’t know that. He doesn’t know the amount of influence he has over you. The pressure he asserts without so much as to lean his weight on you. How you craved for a moment like this, but likewise you didn’t know how much he did too. He never showed it and perhaps he couldn’t have because he didn’t know it either.

Now would be a good time, sitting here alone with you on the couch in his office.

You gave him permission and he did not hesitate.

He leaned right in and pressed his lips against yours. Right then he felt an incredible wave of heat wash over him. It seemed like the sort that would continue to burn with no relief unless he relieved the sensation with more heat. He pressed further in the kiss, but the feel of your lips against his just wasn’t enough. He opened your mouth with his as you gasp for air. Instinctively, he desired to taste you. The palette inside of your mouth was soft and pleasingly wet. His tongue swished gently inside and toyed with your tongue in the most unfair fashion as though it knew exactly when to pull out when you are about to lunged towards his, but he didn’t mean to do that on purpose. He just preferred to meet yours when its lingering out and hungry for him.

He pulled you closer with an arm wrapped around your waist.

He would have more of you.

His body leaned against yours to feel you along the firmness of his chest, pushing you down until you were flat on your back, and breaking away only for one haste breath to look at you.

Your breathless state only tortured him more.

He was burning, yes, but what oh what can he do? He could feel his pants tightening around his crotch aching to be touched. He needed some release, but he wouldn’t rubbed it himself, no. He couldn’t afford to make a display out of himself to touch himself while kissing you. So, he decided that it was a matter best left to instinct instead.

Diluc began to rut his crotch against your lower half on the couch, his hips moving tenderly back and forth. It was intoxicating. He refused to undo his pants because he was so sensitive and the texture against his dick felt so good. He huffed and gasped as he grinded against you, squeezing his eyes shut whenever he felt a wave of pleasure come about. His lower half shuddering in response as he inhaled sharply, waiting to move against you again for that next big rush.

You could hear the metal on his buckles clink as he moved. His breath was hot against your neck.

You imagined that his hips must be a sight to behold, but no one could ever resist the look he had when he peered down with his mouth open, panting with a flushed face. It was irresistible. Pure devotion. Or was it the look of pure lust? Perhaps both, but he was practically begging you to let him have you.

Deep down he felt a little guilty as though he were merely using you for his own gratification, but when he looked down he could see you panting as well and even moving against him. So, he continued to rut against you just letting his pants get soiled in his cum because the thought of seeing how messy and sloppy it would be down there made him hornier.

He could feel the fabric cling to his skin, but he wouldn’t let it end. No, he repeatedly rutted against you while capturing those lovely lips of yours in his over and over again.

You would groan loudly into his mouth only to fuel him to want more, but alas even he had to fall back at some point!

So, when the time came for him to withdraw, a line of saliva drew between your lips that left a shockingly cold thread down the side of your mouth, a stark contrast to the heat you felt when he was just kissing you.

Diluc moved away to lay against the arm rest to catch his breath. The folds against his crotch were considerably darkened. Lazily he looked down as though he were acknowledging or confirming what it was as the fabric traced along the silhouette of his member. Despite the numerous times he must have come, he still had a sizeable bulge. When he pulled down his fly, he could observe that he had indeed made quite the mess as his member sprung out of the slop, still erected, and dripped in thick white cum.

He looked to you slightly puzzled by your peculiar expression and followed your gaze only to find you gawking over the spectacle of his crotch. He smiled to himself to see that you were so pleased with such a unsightly sight that he gave you a subtle smirk as he lazed against the couch and extended an invitation, “care to help clean up?” At this point, he was quite pleased that you desired him so and was happy to give you what you wanted.

Little did he know, he was a sight to behold basking in loving self-assurance with his legs spread open and one dangling off the side of the couch. Gosh, he was beautiful.

You took to the task immediately, sucking his dick and licking the base to make sure the deed was done right. As you bobbed your head up and down, you could hear him pant and even moan into the feeling of your mouth encasing his overstimulated dick. He knew he was being louder than usual, but it was such a liberating feeling that it got him off even more. It was one of the few times he has ever held his lover's head and tried to get them to go a lil deeper, but being the gentlemen he was, he was still restrained enough to only urge you because of his ever present self-control.

Still, he was being selfish for once and being a little needy. He gave his all in everything he did and never asked for anything in return, not from the people of Mondstadt nor from you. So, this was one of the rare moments where he allowed himself to be vulnerable and open. He had always insisted on doing the loving, but he never understood that he too need some loving as well. Deep down, he had desired it but only realized it until now. So, if there was ever time you wanted to love him back, this is the time. Please love him and watch him unravel in the most debauched manner.

His voice hitched when you got him to come with your mouth. You could feel his tense body convulse just briefly when he gasped at last.

You kissed his weary teary self as he curled around you, arms draped over your shoulders, legs still wide open, and knees raised beside you. He's been wanting this, gingerly kissing you back as you pumped him leisurely. It does not need to be reiterated that he was superhuman and did not require downtime between the times he has come over and over. However, his tired unwilting dick was now coated in a pale milky consistency instead of his unusually thick cum.

Locks of his red luscious hair rested on his face from the sweat and heat he's had from still being clothed head to toe, granted he was at least disheveled from lust.

However, you decided that this could not continue and you urged him to take off his coat. He did manage to shed it off with your help. His leather coat plopped on the ground as you loosened his tie.

Diluc was in a daze as he idly watched you struggle to undo the belts strung along his torso.

He smiled when you cursed under your breath over how difficult it was to undress him, so he stopped you by holding your hands briefly. He raised his index finger as to say, “wait,” and began to pull his tie down slowly with that same finger. He reveled in the fact that you were watching him so intently as he undid the belts on him easily with only a click to be heard. He unbuttoned his inner shirt to reveal his toned chest and then dropped his gloves and the rest of his accessories to the floor. There was no need for words when he looked at you again. He was ready for you and you moved to be on top of him with your knees beside his hips.

Oh, how the tables have turned, but he was enjoying every second in anticipation. It pleased him greatly to see you so enthusiastic to have him.

He supported you from your waist as you lowered yourself over his member. I only hope that you have prepared yourself enough for this because his dick was erect as it ever was with a proud curvature and an apt girth.

To be honest, he no longer had much stamina to go on and was feeling quite numb from all the previous sensation, but this was for you. He regretted that he wouldn’t be able to aid you or pump into you as he normally would to satisfy you more, but as long as he can see you panting away voicing your lust, he will be content for now.

You held on to his shoulders with all the strength still available to you and occasionally slipped your hand down to touch his broad chest. Ahh, but there was no saving you now as you slaved away on his dick trying to hit that spot every time, which wasn’t too difficult thanks to your partner being so blessed.

Just when he thought he wouldn’t be able to feel anything anymore, he felt like he was being turned on again as he watched you pleasure yourself against him. Your wanton display and slutty cries brought on a newfound rush of sensation back into his throbbing member. He could feel every stroke of you once more and it was pure ecstasy. It was so divine he uttered a silent prayer to Barbatos to thank him.

He panted with you and kissed you with the same fervor. He stuck his tongue back into your mouth and didn’t even care for the drool that slipped out, but you broke away to cry out his name and swung your head back. You were so close to your own orgasm as Diluc waited patiently -- captivated by your diligence.

You felt an intense jolt from within that then sent exhilarating waves throughout your body as you moaned loudly and then slumped over him.

Diluc held you in his arms smiling while planting a kiss to your forehead. He thanked you quietly as you rested against his chest drifting off to sleep.

At some point in the evening you woke up briefly to see his pretty self quietly snoring away with one arm holding you against him with his coat draped on top of you.

Diluc will always consider your well-being before his no matter how tired he was, it was only a little irritating that he was so good at it and made you love him even more.

If you're wondering how I came to the conclusion that Diluc might be into some mess it's because...his place is never spotlesssss. Like walk into Dawn Winery in-game and just look at the books just scattered everywhere on the floor. The place looks like it hasn’t been cleaned up despite having staff to clean up. You all know about that one commission where you have even help his maids clean *rolls eyes*. I’ve always joked that Diluc must be doing charity with how he's paying these people, but they don’t actually do their job. Also, look at his office:

Who puts books inside like that? And let’s them stay like that?

Personally.....I don’t think he would be this complacent in real life, meaning he would definitely make sure the house is spotless and be a drill sergeant almost if necessary to make sure the place is up to his standards....but....you know that’s what the canon is by the developers, so I will take their word for it.....

So yeah, funnily enough...he doesn't seem to mind mess....take that for what you will.

Thank you for reading another one of my Diluc imagines. Honestly, this came out of left field one morning and I was like.....”hmmm, yeah need to jot this down” and began to furiously tap on my phone and then the idea just stayed on my mind for 2 days straight, so I pushed off my studies to edit and clean up this post (though I’ll probably still end up editing this post periodically as I find errors or....just to squish tidbits in, haha.)

Apologies that it turned out the way the way it did....I feel that it had not reached it full potential as I had intended OTL (chalk it up to needing to practice more smut writing), but I still hope that you all enjoy this. I must admit that this drabble came from imagining Diluc with a male partner, but I made it gender neutral anyways because it works either way. If you guys don’t know this about me, I mostly write gender neutral and I don’t see that trend changing any time soon. :3

Gotta spread the loveee (and bring everyone to their knees).

Also, I didn’t get to mention using protection in the post itself (I did think about it....and I will strive to write it in next time), but I will always advocate to people, DON’T FORGET TO USE CONDOMS AND PRACTICE SAFE SEX!!

Be on the lookout for more Diluc smut because I have a draft in the works! In the meantime if you didn’t check out my other Diluc posts, please head on to the directory to read more!

Thank you all again for reading this! Also, if you’re comfortable, you can leave comments in your tags or in the replies section or even feel free to message me! I always love to see how others react!

-Su.

Omake:

Me: Hm, Master Diluc, why the long face? Diluc: *in chibi emoji form* .....Mm. Me: ...... Diluc: ...... Me: No need to be so reserved, there’s no one here but me and you. Diluc: Mn.....I don’t think I have satisfied them enough. Me: Hah?!?!? What?! Diluc: You know, towards the end there I just.... Me: No no no no no! Master Diluc, I am sure that they are beyond the moon in this entire interaction! Diluc: I’m not so sure, I just feel that I should have held back in the beginning instead of taking advantage of them. I should have -- Me: MASTER DILUC! Stop being so pretentious! Diluc: (Pretentious?!???) *shocked pikachu face* Me: Don’t worry your pretty little head, I’m sure they felt they were being served an all-you-can-eat-buffet! *puffs chest out haughtily* Diluc: An....all...you-can-eat...buffet? Me: Yes, absolutely. Diluc: Is that some kind of feast? Me: Yes.....basically. Diluc: .....I’m not sure how I ought to respond to that. Me: You don’t have to, just know that you did very well! *big thumbs up* Diluc: If you say so.....*still has much doubt*

You enter chat: ...... Diluc: ??!??!....*shocked and quaking from the thought of his performance* You: *simply glowing* Me: See, Master Diluc. That is the look of a satisfied partner. Diluc: Are you sure??? *has an extremely worried expression* Me: Of course of course! Just ask them! Diluc: *looks at you with his eyes darting away occasionally* Um....I hope that was....I hope you were....um.....did you....were you....? You: *walk over to Diluc and start dragging him away* Diluc: Huh??? Me: Oh? You: *glances back at me and gives a nod before flashing a smile* Me: Hmm, I see. Well, I’ll do my best to write a round 2! Diluc: Round 2?!??! You: I thought you wanted to please me? Diluc: *recomposes himself* Yes, well, that is true. You: Perfect. *continues to drag him away* Me: MAIDOO~~~~!

Note: I don’t think I can write a round 2.....*sweats* This is all a chat probably to stroke my own ego than anyone else’s *criesss*

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raideneiseuthymia · 2 years

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Crimson Eyes

Summary: Basically, Diluc finally lets his emotions show and wonders if you wish he was a different person and you reassure him that you love him just the way he is.

Warning(s): Crying, Hurt/comfort

Pairing(s): Diluc Ragnvindr X GN!Reader

Word count: 800

Inspiration(s): A random prompt I found > “Do you wish I was different?”

A/N: Basically, something is wrong with me, and I love this man. I saw a dialogue prompt and decided I was gonna write for Diluc ‘cause perhaps behind his facade he believes something is wrong with him. This is also very short I’m SORRY!! Also if yall didnt know i suck so bad at titles LMAO

---- “Do you wish I was different?”

The question had come out barely above a whisper, if it hadn't been silent you were sure you would have missed it. The quietness of the words didn't lighten the weight they held. Your heart ached at the words you heard your lover speak. Had you made him feel like that?

“Diluc…” Your voice was soft as you slowly approached him. He sat in a chair that had occupied a portion of your shared room, his back facing you and his face buried in his hands. Carefully placing your hands on his shoulders then letting them slide down his chest before resting your chin on his head. “I don’t wish you were different, never have I wished for that.”

You could feel the wetness of his tears falling upon your knuckles; he was crying. The outburst he just had made him upset with himself. His outbursts were scarce, you never blamed Diluc for them. Sometimes he couldn’t control it, and sometimes he was just so worried he couldn't think before speaking. He had always taken accountability for the things he said when angry, he had always apologized and they were always sincere. It wasn’t like he had them on purpose, he would never hurt you intentionally. Never.

“But I–”

“No, Diluc do not go down that road,” Your tone was stern, concern laced in it. “There is nothing inherently wrong with you. There is nothing to want or wish to change about you. Sometimes… sometimes you just get overwhelmed and I understand that. You are only human, a very kind one at that.”

You placed a kiss on his head before moving around his hunched form. Crouching in front of him you grabbed his wrists and pulled them away from his face. Red strands of hair had messily fallen around him, sheltering his eyes from yours. His upper body shook as he tried to hide the fact he was crying; he had such a hard time opening up and letting you in. You tucked the loose strands of hair behind his ears, giving him a soft smile as he finally looked at you.

“I know that it's hard for you sometimes, and perhaps because of the things you have gone through you think you are inherently unworthy of love but Archons, that is not true.” You tilted his chin up and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Placing your forehead against his you let out a soft whisper, “If only I could change the way you see yourself, then perhaps you wouldn't wonder those things. If you could see yourself through my eyes, then you would truly understand.” Your hands found their way to his cheeks where you wiped away his tears. “I love you, Diluc Ragnvind, I love you. There is nothing that can change that. I do not wish you were different, I love you just the way you are. I always have.”

Diluc let out an airy chuckle as he put his hand over yours. Somehow you always knew how to make him feel better when he got himself in these moods. “I’m sorry, my love, for my outburst. As well as having you see me cry.”

“You don't have to apologize for being human Diluc, you are allowed to show emotions with me. I will never hold that against you. I will love you even when you are at your lowest.”

Diluc bit his lip as more tears threatened to spill, those words hitting him hard. He had always locked his “bad” emotions away until he was by himself, afraid they would scare you away but here you were. You were here, by his side comforting him. Nothing but love and kindness in your eyes as you looked at him.

Warmth filled his chest as he stared at you, his thoughts running a mile a minute. You made him warm, he didn't even know that was possible. How could your love for him make him warmer than his pyro vision already did? How could someone love him so much even in his broken state? And how was it humanly possible for him to love you just as much, if not more than you loved him?

Panic erupted in your chest as you watched new tears spill from his eyes. Had you said something wrong? “Hey, hey, Diluc? Why are you crying again?” Your thumb wiped away the tears just as they fell from his pretty crimson eyes.

“It's nothing,” He laughed, sniffling as he tried his best to get himself to stop crying; he was failing horribly but this time he was not crying from sadness. He pulled you close to him and placed a hasty kiss on your lips before smiling at you softly. “I just love you.”

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fullybooked · 1 year

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A Promise

Title: A Promise Pairing: Diluc Rangvindir x Reader Word Count: 3.4k Warnings: injury, blood mention, brief fighting scene Summary: "Who did this to you?" trope

You were not, by any standards, defenseless. Quite the opposite, actually, and all of Mondstadt knew it. You hadn’t climbed the ranks of the guild so easily for no reason. Your skills with your (weapon of choice) were to be feared, not admired.

And yet here was Diluc, watching you from across the room as you read a book peacefully while twisting your dagger in your palm, wondering if his line of work would ever come to haunt him. A morbid thought that he always tried to avoid. He was careful in the night, making sure he was never followed home for fear of an enemy spotting you through the windows. His one weakness.

“You’re staring,” you say in a sing-song voice, looking up from the book you were invested in. You close it in your lap, “you only stare when something is bothering you.”

Diluc snaps out of his nerve-wracking trance, “maybe I’m just admiring.”

The mindless flirt made you smirk, “you can admire up close, then.”

You push yourself up from the chair and take the few long strides required to get yourself in front of him. His eyes follow the entire time, a hand outstretching when he notices your path, welcoming you against his warm chest with a palm on your lower back.

His red eyes. The way they stared at you, looked at you so softly. He seemed to always think you were delicate like a dandelion, waiting to break apart at a harsh wind. And no matter how many times you proved it wasn’t true, he still continued to look at you so softly. If anyone else looked at you like that, you’d threaten to make them into a skewer.

“What’s on your mind?” You ask, hands placed on his chest. He was always so unnaturally warm with his vision. But on cold mornings, like this one, you appreciated it. You tucked your fingers under the opening of his jacket.

Diluc sighs, defeated and admitting to you exactly what he was talking about, “be careful when you travel alone.”

The topic came up at least a million times in the span of a week, “this again? You know I’m careful.”

“Yes, but it puts me at ease to hear you say it.”

“Every day?”

“Twice if I could speak to you alone that often. I’d honestly prefer if you didn’t leave alone at all.” His usual argument fell on deaf ears and he knew it.

He’d been tryin to talk you into at least letting someone go with you on your commissions. Preferably someone he knew and trusted with your safety, but he would settle for anyone just to watch your back whe he couldn’t. He’d even entertained the idea of going with you himself but his hectic schedule never allowed it.

You raise an eyebrow, “and would you consider letting someone go with you on your night patrols?”

The smirk that graced his features was answer enough for both of you. Both of you had no problem working alone, preferred it even, unless it was working with each other. Maybe that’s what made you so perfect for one another; being alone together was sometimes the best way to spend days off.

“Point taken,” he sighs, his other hand sliding onto your waist so he could hold you asclose as he could, “be careful, that’s all I can ask.”

Your smile is he reason he fell in love with you in the first place, the one you given him right now, “you worry to much. Besides, I’m around the city all day today, easy stuff.”

You lean up on your toes, he was always just the slightest bit taller than you with his shoes on, and place your lips gently his. A kiss that was a promise to each other without saying it out loud for others to hear; come back to each other, at all costs. And even when he deepened it, begging you silentnly to keep that promise even closer than usual, you couldn’t stop yourself from bringing your hands up to sneak them around his shoulders.

You could’ve kissed him forever, archons knew you wanted to. And the way he ignored he sun peaking through the windows, his alarm to get started with his day, he didn’t want to be the one to pull away.

“You’re going to be late,” you inform him, barley parting your lips to get the words out, “Adeline is going to get up her any second to get you.”

The footsteps heard beyond the door, the squeak steps the maids couldn’t seem to fix, is exactly who you said it would be. With anther chaste kiss from him, ther’s a knock on the door.

“Master Diluc, are you awake?” Adeline asks from the other side of the door. You chuckle, yet another thing you were right about. But your boyfriend groans and finally does the honor of pulling away from you.

★★★★★★★★

You hadn’t bee lying when you’d told Diluc that it would be “easy stuff.” It was supposed to be, even Cyrus had said it was going to be an unusually light week. With that traveler going around and clearing up all of the bigger messes, it was going to be a while before anyone got anything too complicated anymore.

So why was this Abyss Made standing in the center of the hilichurl camp?

You stood a safe distance away, eyeing the small area in confusion and out of their sight. It was hopping around he fire in the center of camp, speaking in a language that nobody alive could understand. It looked right at home, like it belonged there. But it didn’t.

The Abyss didn’t work with hilichurls, or they didn’t normally. But the hilichurls walked around it like it was a guest.

You’d dealt with the mages before, usually with Diluc when they krept too close to the city during the day. But even as a team they were a more dangerous enemy than you were used to. And your Anemo vision wasn’t the best option for going agains a Pyro mage.

For just a second, you feel yourself hesitate on this commission. Maybe you were better off giving this to someone more capable? Someone with a hydro vision, probably. Or there was always the option to ask Diluc for an assist… What were you thinking?! You were Y/N! You didn’t need help! And Diluc would drop everything to come and help you, even the more important things. So what if this was a difficult fight, it would just make you stronger in the end when you got it over with.

“I’ve got this,” you whisper to yourself as an assurance, despite the bubble of doubt in the back of your mind, “last commission, then I can go home.”

You gripped your (Weaponn) tightly, reminding yourself to grip it properly before a difficult battle, and you trudgd towards the camp and towards the mage.

“Hey Fuzzball!” You shout, getting the attention of every hilichurl in the camp ahead of you. Even the mage, who looked away from the fire and towards you with empty eyes and a sickening laugh.

The hilichurls yelped, lifting ther weapons and running with no sense in their heads. They would be easy to take out, and you were right, but the mage was around. If lifted itself off the ground, a fire bubble forming around it as a shield.

“I forgot about that trick,” you mutter and start in a run towards the small group of hilichurls you would deal with first.

You raised your weapon, ready to hack down th first wooden club that tried to hit you. The hilichurl was a foot away, perfect striking distance. The mage was still hanging to the back, and you wonder if maybe this would be easier han you had thought.

Something appears between you an the hilichurl, cutting off your path and catching you off guard. It was a…fireball?!

Coming too fast for you to dodge it immediately. By the time you can register what it is, and that you need to get out of its way, your arm is already burning every nerve ending it has. You dive to the side, hoping that only your arm would be what’s hit.

And there you sit, on the grass, weapon clutched in an injured hand. This was definitely going to be a fight you would be lucky to get out of.

★★★★★★★★

Diluc walked into the winery, pulling his gloves off as soon as he shut the door behind him. A sigh left his lips, exhausted from the endless meetings and contract drawings that he had been attending. Merchants were slippery people, always trying to give him the short end of the deal.

“Master Diluc!” It’s Adeline, standing in the middle of the hall as proper as she had always been, “I’m happy to see you’ve arrived in one piece. I’m afraid I don’t have any good news to give you.”

He lifted his eyes, brow furrowed. Adeline never had news in general to give him when he arrived home. Maybe a question about his dinner preferences, to which he always said to ask you instead, but never good or bad news.

“News?” He asks, arms sliding off his black jacket to hang it on the rack by the door, “what news, then?”

“It’s Y/N,” the headmaid said carefully, probably knowing what his initial reaction would be.

His head shock up, eyes widening. The way she said it didn’t scream anything happy or good. And his stomach was already dropping when he pushed for further information.

“What about them?” He asks immediately, taking a few fearful steps forward in case he had to run to your rescue.

The Abyss, did they know he was the Dark Knight? Did they know they only had to get you to get to him? Or did you take some ungodly commission that landed you injured or even dead? Adeline’s unchanging exression didn’t give him any clues, and it felt like forever before she finished her news.

“They’re in the master bath,” she says and uses a hand to motion to the stairs that would lead to both your shared bedroom and shared bathroom, “I advise you go to them immediately, I was given strict instructions not to tell you.”

Okay, you were alive. That was the best thing he’d heard all day. You were alive, but what had happened? What had she been ordered not to tell, and who ordered it? Were you hurt? Archons if you were hurt….his blood boiled in his veins as he thought of that possibility.

His feet couldn’t move fast enough up the stairs as he shouted, “Y/N!”

He flung the door open to the masterbathroom, no knocking for privacy. He just needed to see you.

And there you were, standing in front of the sink, a bandage gripped between your teeth as you struggled to wrap it around your own arm. You jumped when he burst through the door, eyes wide and dropping the bandage.

You were covered in dirt and grime and…blood. It was the first thing he noticed. He couldn’t tell bruise from dirt on a glance, he just knew that the blood was definately your own.

“Diluc?!” You say in shock, “what are you doing home so early?”

You had, indeed, come out of the battle with the mage alive. Burned and scared and cut by crude spears, but you’d done it. Just as you knew you could. You’d come back alive, as you always promised each other. But it seems that wasn’t enough for your distressed partner.

He stood, frozen in the doorway of the bathroom, hands holding the door open. His red eyes were scanning all over your body, stoping on every visible mark. Every injury that was, without a doubt, causing you pain. He could tell in the way your jaw was clenched, and the way your hands trembled every so slightly as they held the antiseptic alcohol and bandages.

When he didn’t respond to you, you wondered if he was somehow malfunctioning. Normally he would be livid, accusing everyone involved in the matter of not protecting you. Was he perhaps…calmer than usual?

His eyes began to darken, his jaw setting, and his hands clenched on the golden doorknob he was still holding. No. He wasn’t calm. He was angry, pissed even.

“Who did this to you?” He asks next.

You sigh, knowing this was coming, “it’s nothing, Diluc, I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine,” he lets go of the door, and you expect his grip on you to be a little more rough than normal given his emotional state.

But his fingers were soft, hesitating to touch your burned skin directly for fear of his unnaturally warm body temperature making it worse. The other hand reaches for your chin, holding it so sofly you wonder if he would stop you from resisting his turn to face him. And even though his expression was one that could stop a mage in its tracks, you didn’t turn away. You knew it was a look of anger on your behalf, not against you.

“Who. Did. This?”

There was no point in arguing against telling him who it was. That was an argument you would lose every time.

With heavy shoulders and a look of defeat, you frown, “there was an Abyss Mage at the hilichurl camp I cleared out. Pyro, if you couldn’t tell.”

It was meant to lighten the mood, to make him more at ease because you were fine. But his grip tightened ever so slightly on your chin at the confession. He hated those things enough already, always griping about how they were nothing but a nuisance to his life and city. He had it out for them enough without this adding on top of his pile of resentment. Now he would never stop hunting them down every chance he got.

“Is it dead?” He asks.

No. It wasn’t. You finished off everything in the camp except for it.

“Yes.” You lie, not wanting him to go running off into the night to hunt it down.

But he knows you too well. He knows the way your eyes flit away from his to say it, the way you lean into his touch just the slightest bit more. Those were the tells.

Diluc raises an eyebrow, that you don’t see. “Y/N.”

The way he spoke your name. You knew now wasn’t the time to dance around the topic because of it.

So you huff, “no.”

He lets you go, finger tips lingering on your skin, and turns around. For a moment you wonder if you’ve upset him by lying. Surely he wouldn’t leave you in this state, even if that was what you had originally wanted. He’d seen you now, would he still leave?

“Adeline,” he speaks to the maid who had been aptiently waiting in the open doorway, “take care of them until I return.”

“Diluc.” You call out as he starts to walk out of the bathroom, “please don’t. It’s probably long gone by now, this isn’t worth it.”

He doesn’t look over his shoulder, “it hurt you. I’ll hunt it to the ends of the Teyvat.”

You wondered why he wouldn’t look at you as you follow him out onto the hall. You watched him march down the stairs, fists clenched and grabbing his jacket and claymore from where he had put them moments ago. He could never walk away from a fight, even if someone begged him. And you tried so many times to beg him. Just like you would try now.

“Please…Diluc.” You say, voice quiet and almost a whisper to him.

He stopped at the top of the stairs, the sound of your voice rough from smoke inhalation making his steps falter.

“Later, you can get it later. Please don’t leave me like this.” You begged, hoping your voice got across how desperate you were for him. For his presence and affection. Even if he left you in the capable hands of Adeline, you wanted him. His touch and scent and voice. You always wanted him to be the one to take care of you when you were hurt.

You opened your mouth to tell him that you didn’t want him to, that he could let it go just this once. But he had his hands on his claymore by the door and was storming out on a rampage to find who did this to you.

★★★★★★★★

Sleep wasn’t going to come easy and you knew it. Diluc had gone out on Dark Knight patrol almost every night, but this was different. He didn’t have his sense right this time, and that was a recipe for disaster. He could lose his head in a fight and get seriously hurt.

So you were curled up at the table that sat in the center of the winery, draped in his jacket that he’d foolishly left behind in his hurry to get out of there. Your eyes were on the table, tracing designs on the wood as you waited.

Adeline had patched you up like a pro and had given you a pain potion, but it did little ease your anxiety about Diluc’s wellbeing. The maid had gone to bed, leaving you to wait for his return.

The moon was high when the door opened, and your foggy brain seemed to clear almost instantly when you perked up.

His claymore was gripped in his hand, though loosely this time. His anger had subsided, so that must mean he had gotten it. The mage. Or at least a mage.

Of course he did. You didn’t doubt that he would find it and kill it, you were just concered over his well being. And he was fine.

You stood up, legs arcing as the bandages rub against the burned skin. You ignored it, rushing towards the door. His head lifts when he hearts the approach, probabl assuming everyone was asleep by now.

With your arms thrown around his shoulders, you collapse against him. He drops the heavy sword and catches your waist, hands as gentle as ever in their touch. Even with rough fingertips from years of training, he always touched you like glass.

“You should be resting,” he mutters, pressing his face into your hair and wrapping his arms around you now, “you’re hurt.”

You press your face into his shoulder, “you think I could sleep? You ran off.”

There’s silence. You were right. He had run off, leaving you in the care of someone else when you begged him to stay. Guilt filled the gap in his chest where anger had once settled, outshined only by his love for you. His arms tightened, holding you closer and almost lifting your feet off of the ground.

“You’re okay,” he says, as if it was just dawning on him, “you’re okay. I’m sorry.”

“I’ll forgive you…” you say and slowly pull away from him so you can look into his eyes, which werelined red from the holding back of tears he was doing, “if you promise me you’ll always come back.”

The first time their promise had been spoken out loud by either. After years of silently kissing and hoping that the point was gotten across, you needed to hear it out loud. You needed to know that he would always come back to you just as much as he needed to hear it from you.

“I promise,” he says just as quietly as you had, afraid someone would hear and steal that promise from you two, “can you promise the same?”

You nod, “yes, I promise.”

You kiss him, quickly passioantely to seal the deal. Only then do you both relax, the events fom the long day settling into your bones. Both of you were exhausted and wanted to curl into each other and bask in the fact that you were both alive.

“Diluc,” you mutter against his lips, “you’re gonna have to carry me upstairs.”

He laughs, the sound echoing around the empty bottom floor of the winery. A sound that was alien to anyone outside of this building, and one forgotten by many others. But it was a sound only you had committed to memory anymore.

He leans down to scoop up your legs, and carry you off to bed with him.

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lilisgardensblog · 11 months

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~ Who knows what the future holds ? ~

Diluc x reader

theme : fluff and wholesome content

A nice ,cozy evening at Dawn Winery. You and Diluc prepared everything together for the perfect picnic.

And now the two of you relax on the fresh grass admiring the beautiful sunset in each other's arms, tired from a full day of running around doing commissions.

Sitting like this, in Diluc's protective embrace you can't help but think about the possibilities the future might hold.

"What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours, love?" your boyfriend's calm voice brings you back to reality .

"I was just thinking...about us...about our future ..."

The readhead says nothing, waiting for you to continue, allowing you time to arrange your thoughts.

"What do you think the future has prepared for us?" you continue, curious to know what he's thinking.

He hums in reply ,thinking about your question. After a short break, he says

"Well, I think worrying about the future always does more harm than good. We could grow apart or grow old together. Who knows what the future holds? Maybe one day we'll stay in this exact same place to say our vows or plan our honeymoon...Liyue, Inazuma, Sumeru, Fontaine, wherever you wish, my love. Or maybe we'll go and discover a whole new place and name it after our pet . But one thing is for certain, no matter what, from the moment we first glanced into each other's eyes, my future was not just mine...but it became ours. No matter what the future might bring,let it come, I know I will always have you by my side as you will always have me and we'll face everything together"

I smile as I lean forward in a promising, passionate kiss. A kiss to let him know that we'll always face together any hardship that shall come and I'll always have his side.

" I love you, Diluc"

" I love you too, darling"

We share one last gentle kiss before laying back down in each other's arms to admire the pink sky, grateful that I picked the best man to love.

#genshin imagines #genshin x you #diluc x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #diluc #diluc imagine #genshin y/n #wrote this at 3am

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genshinimpactlife · 1 year

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may I request Diluc with a praise kink headcanons?

Diluc With A Praise Kink

Diluc would never come outright and say that he had a praise kink. It would be something you had to figure out yourself.

You first started to suspect he had a praise kink when you made out on the couch.

"Your such a good kisser, Diluc."

He got so red in the face and couldn't even look you in the eyes.

Another time when you were having sex, he went down on you. Praise kept falling from your lips, and he became even more eager and enthusiastic after each praise.

You decided to tease him with it, and he just got so embarrassed and finally admitted to liking being praised.

"You're doing so good, Diluc."

"You're making me feel so wonderful."

Praise just makes him go feral. He will blow your mind if you praise him enough.

Diluc's praise kink has made him such a giver. He would have no problem having a pillow Princess/Prince, as long as they praised him.

He's started getting embarrassed by you praising him outside of the bedroom also

One time you came up behind him while he was cooking, wrapping your arms around him from behind. You praised his cooking, and he just bluescreened.

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lyomeii · 2 years

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Yandere Mona Megistus vs Yandere Diluc Ragnvindr

->warnings: yandere context, manipulation, victim blaming, blackmail,

->a/n: my girl! oh god I love her so much :) in this one I decided to make a different approach, where a darling was in love with their yandere who wasn’t into them but then boom! darling is taking by another yandere ;) chaos

->at first she only came to you for the money, after all, mona knew you were from a rich family by the way you dressed and act, so she gave a shoot

->and oh boy! you fall in love with her way fast than she expected, maybe you were interested in her for being an astrologist, maybe because she is from another part of Teyvat, either ways, mona could see little hearts in your eyes

-> she used you to pay her bills, delicious food and expensive clothes! she loves how easily she could manipulate you into buying anything to her, but! One day you stopped listen to her! Why?

-> a little investigating was done and she found drinking at angel’s share, many empty glasses with a quiet and small crying coming out of your mouth, she felt bad, she admits and she tried to comfort you but was blocked by someone

->diluc ragnvindr and he was there consoling you, patting your shoulders and saying sweet words, she was furious, and wanted to do something but with the look she received from and him and guilty from her past actions, she left the bar alone

->as days passed, diluc knew his plans had worked, after all, he only stated the true for his adorable darling, how mona didn’t saw them as a person but a walking bank

-> “ don’t worry about her, she doesn’t care about, but I do” slowly he will make you get into a relationship with him without noticing mona and her attempts to fix the good relationship you two once had

->for real, mona got herself a job somewhere just to buy gifts to you, sending them to tour home during dark hours, only to be intercepted by diluc when he is stalking you

->overall, they love you but diluc got more opportunity to make you his while mona is trying to fix the image you have of her, but they promise to get you and don’t matter if they have to kill each other to do it

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abandoll · 1 year

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OKAY BUT I HAVE A REQ!!!!!

HEAR ME OUT::::: THAT scene from twilight: eclipse where bella lies down with jacob to get warm because she's freezing to death and he's warm because the wolf thing and edward just stands sideways looking at them with those sad angry eyes BUT MAKE THIS SITUATION WITH diluc, kaeya and fem reader (NO NEED TO PUT THE VAMPIRE/WOLF THING IN THIS CASE) where they get stuck in dragonspine during a snowstorm and fem reader is freezing and the only one there who can help her to warm up is diluc cause of his pyro vision and kaeya can't do nothing but stare them lying down and hugging cause his cryo vision can't help her and he's SAD CAUSE OF IT.

PLEASE WRITERS I'M BEGGING 😭😭 I TRUST YOU!!!! (if anyone does this PLEASE tag me, i really want to read them all!)

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valberryventi · 3 months

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guys im too obsessed with diluc... its 6am...

anyway archer diluc where he's actually not a good shot as a kid because his eyes are a lil blurry so crepus just makes the target a bit bigger

archer diluc where he gets bruises on his arms because the string would hit it when he releases (totally not projecting here sorry)

archer diluc where he feels better about his skills after he takes out a hilichurl with a headshot because his sword wasn't available to him at that time

archer diluc who, as his teen years kick in, treats archery as a hobby than a weapon he'd actually use because he liked close combat more. he would have very accurate aim and the bow wasn't heavy in his hands anymore (claymores are waaay heavier)

archer diluc who hasn't picked up a bow in a really long while as he rose in the ranks of favonius. he only picks it up a few times in snezhnaya as warning for the fatui

archer diluc treating his bow like an old friend, using it as a form of focus, release, and clarity. after all, he wouldn't dare lose his target.

bonus under the cut

archer diluc teaching you how to shoot for the first time and while you're not flimsy with it, he puts you against his chest and holds the bow with you. you can feel his breathing against you

archer diluc who kisses your forehead (or pats your head for platonic diluc likers) whenever you hit on or near the bullseye

archer diluc who's happy and eager to teach you one of his first combat trainings. and if you're better than him, he just admires you more

#i think that archer diluc rights #if he picks it up it's like seeing a calm version of him #also the bruises are so real #i miss archery #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc headcanon #diluc imagine #headcanon #imagine #genshin #genshin impact #valberryramble

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mayullla · 2 years

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Title: He wondered why

[ - Lake (gn!reader) + Lavender (romance) + Diluc + Ice cream sandwiches (arranged marriage au) - ] - Anon's ask

Summary: You and Diluc were bound to each other at a young age, you were inseparable when you were young. Yet now there you were in the arms of another as he watched from the crowd.

Warnings/tags: Alternate universe, Angst, aristocrats vibes / au, manhwa vibes (kinda?)

[ - Fairytale Picnic Event - closed ]

Diluc started to wonder when he saw his hand reach for your back, catching himself when he was just about to call out your name.

He remembered the past when you and he were bound together from birth. Something to make his and your family relationship stronger. It was an arranged marriage decided by you and his parents yet he was never dissatisfied with it, happy that it was you.

He doesn't recall a memory, but the late duke would often mention how adorable you two were. When you were still babies still held by your someone unable to crawl or even speak properly, you and he would always laugh and giggle when you look at each other and would only cry when apart lighting up when you see each other again.

It was adorable his father always told him.

It was cute if not funny that when you learned your first word, it wasn't even mom or dad but each other's names. Diluc name was the first thing you said while your name was Diluc's. Crepus would always tease him about it.

As you grow, still small children Diluc has heard that you and he would play together almost every day, visiting each other whenever you had the chance. Some memories were blurry somewhere not.

Diluc still remembers that time you placed a crown in his head and called him your prince and that time the two of you hid away from the servants of the mansion for a reason you and him don't remember yet the promise the two of you made behind the gardening shed was never forgotten.

Even when Kaeya came into Diluc's life, when he worried that he didnt have enough time for you because of his new step brother you took his hands and told him that it was alright. That Kaeya is family and that he could join you and him, that he didnt have to spilt his time between the two of you.

With Kaeya it became the three of you, sometimes you will fight back with Diluc against bullies that dared to call Kaeya commoners blood. Sometimes it would be Kaeya and Diluc searching for you when you ran away from a party because of some mean aristocratic children jealous because you were close to the duke's sons.

But many could see how you and Diluc were inseparable still. That there was a unique bond that could not be torn apart that easily by others even from titles like family because to you two... you were already family.

Yet how did it come to this?

It hurt him so much when he watched you hold hands with another. The affectionate eyes the two of you exchange. It felt like he was swallowed, deep into the water that he could not breathe yet at the same time unable to react. Move his hands or legs to reach for air because it was too far, he was too deep in the water.

Why does it hurt? When did this happen? Why? How?

Multiple questions kept filtering in his mind as he watched you dance in the ball with your partner, following the music with each elegant step. How others watched you and your partner, some were mesmerized while others talked about your break up with Diluc, that you and he weren't connected anymore… strangers.

He hated that. It wasn't once did he glared at someone who spoke too loud.

Diluc dismissed the looks he got as you danced in the hall looking at his glass drink close to cracking and shattering from the controlled force he placed on it, he didn't want to cause a commotion yet at the same time he wish he could.

He wishes he could.

He wishes he could shout your name, stomp to your and this person who took you away from him. Diluc wanted to take your hand from them and drag you away to a private place and just... kiss you. Tell you promise after promise that he would never leave you anymore, that he was sorry, that you deserved everything that he was wrong… that he doesn't deserve you.

Was it from then? That time he abandoned your hand in rebellion to who knows what when his father died to this secret organization called the abyss?

The world was cruel really, when his father died he was to take the seat as the next duke yet so many were after him, filled with brim with greed and malicious intent while he had to also watch his back from the abyss and find out more about them.

He wanted revenge.

He was still young he felt abandoned by the world, even though there were people who surrounded him he could not see them anymore as he strived to survive. He could not act like a child anymore.

As you grew you became more understanding of his situation (the young you would always ask him to play and pout a little when he would decline), but maybe he didn't take your kindness to heart.

He treasured the drink that he set on the desk that you made for him almost every time you visited yet he wasn't able to thank you for it too stuck in his work. When did you stop doing that? When did it become the servants to do so? When did you stop visiting?

When he asked where you were the maid replied that you didn't come today like you usually would and instead chose to give the maid the recipe so they would make it when you could not come.

The promises that he made with you that you would go out together to a cafe or just outside as a date were instead broken with presents sent to you as an apology. He didn't know that you would look at the expensive garments and pretty aristocrats' gifts with a smile on your face, yet the servant who brought them could not see a single emotion in your eyes, finding these gifts of apologies that were worth so much that a commoner could not dare dream... empty.

That servant could not report it, he could not say the words of the question you asked when Diluc asked him if you accepted the apology gift the tenth time in a row. It twisted his heart as that servant told the duke that you have accepted the gift.

“This garment is gorgeous… Tell me. Did he choose it himself?”

Only later did Diluc hear about this question when he heard that servant talk to the head maid Adelinde about it. How pitiful the duke and his partner were, as they were slowly driving each other away.

It was no one’s fault, he had many things to do too much to hold yet would not give the load to anyone. You were patient with him yet the 1 year turned to 3 years turned to 7 years to… There was nothing in this relationship anymore, far from what everyone in the house who watched you grow hoped for.

Diluc was appalled by this, he could not understand what the servants were talking or maybe he just choose to ignore it. Ignore everything, ignore how the conversation between you and him was getting shorter and shorter, as your visits get rare and rare.

How you and he would pull away from each other after the first dance in some mandatory party that he was forced to attend. While you would chat away with your friends and he would return to the mansion soon after for work because he was busy.

There was nothing, nothing in this relationship. But Diluc chooses to ignore it.

Was it really a surprise when you asked him to break the engagement? That time Diluc could not see, that his own ignorance had turned to blindness when he demanded the reasons to why you would betray him like this. Why you would leave him.

Yet now he could see the smile on your face, how your mouth was a little parted as if you were laughing yet Diluc could not hear it because he was too far away. He could not remember your laughter, his heart was surprised when he saw the shine in your eyes something that was gone for a long time had returned yet not because of him but someone else… he was the one who cause them to disappear.

Diluc took a step forward yet he could not continue. So he took a step backward disappearing from the ball leaving nothing but rumors and gossip.

Note: This was supposed to be a happy little thing- till I lost my 50/50 on Kazuha's banner and got Mona. ^^ (I genuinely wanted to yeet my computer for a moment there- *goes to a corner sad-*) I would like to imagine the partner being Mona who stole the reader away-

I don't write a lot of gn!readers tbh so just in case you spot something do tell me so that I could edit it.

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souonsu · 2 years

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How Diluc is behind closed doors:

Warning: NSFW. This is not suitable for minors.

This is also the first time I’ve ever written with a gender neutral take, so I ask for your understanding. (Please be kind to me TT TT)

Personally, I don’t think Diluc has a particularly high libido. He usually is quite content with just seeing you smiling and kissing you on the cheek or forehead, but there are days where he does feel an urge. Those are days when you can count your blessings.

He is dominant in nature and likes to take charge, but he’ll allow you to be on top if you’re so inclined. You can initiate too. It’ll make him happy deep down to know that you want him (or shocked at least for the first time because he doesn’t expect you to feel that way about him).

I should caution you though that telling Diluc that you want to be tied up or chained up will not fly. He doesn’t want to do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable or physically harm you even if you gave him permission. Although, I must admit that this is a contradiction as you continue to read.

And this bit is also a continuation from what I mentioned in an earlier post, but Diluc doesn’t find the “kink” of BDSM to be very appealing. “Although I know that there are people who enjoy such things, I do not understand them. Nor do I want to.” When he interrogates people for information, he is not inclined to treat them well nor does he want to make them feel good. He places all of those acts under the idea that he is punishing them and they are by no means pleasant, so don’t try to convince him that they are in other scenarios. He won’t buy it and he’s stubborn once he has made up his mind on something. This is one thing he won’t compromise on as a man who cherishes his loved ones.

But if it’s sensual you’re after -- he’s your guy.

He likes long make out sessions and foreplay. He likes taking his time. He likes taking his time with you. He wants to feel you. He wants you to know through his actions and it’ll feel as though he wants to devour all of you.

You’ll feel his arms firmly around you as he kisses you. Take the moment to touch his lusciously soft vibrant hair and brush it along his ears and neck. His breath will hitch while driving his thumb into your cheek as he pulls you closer to him, deepening his kisses. Ooh, does he love to kiss you. It’s as though he hasn’t eaten in days!

Normally, there isn’t much PDA between the two of you when you’re out and about, so please use this time to touch him. There isn’t much he won’t oblige you to, so feel free to roam your hands over him. Please there’s so much free real estate here: his shoulders, his back, abdomen, and I must recommend -- his thighs. Those buckles on him have no function whatsoever, so you should make good use of them.

Following the trend of sensuality, overstimulation is the name of his game.

So, if you want to be tortured, then overstimulation it is! Don’t worry he has enough stamina and patience to make it happen with you twisting and panting beneath his grasp. Your lower half will be pulsating for a long time even after he’s stopped touching you.

As for going down, I think he would definitely try at least once and if it’s a success, he’ll be more inclined to do it more often. (Definitely the type of guy that tries something at least once and will never do it again if it gives him a bad impression. Kind of a Taurus thing...sadly.) However, if you encourage him or give him helpful feedback, he’ll try to keep it up. The thing about him is, he can become adept in anything he puts his mind to (something I’m rather jealous about). So, expect him to have your legs shaking as he skillfully sucks you off and laps at your sex. He would use his tongue so shamelessly while thinking nothing of it. He has such a pretty tongue too... That same tongue that often sneaks into your mouth and has you melting in his arms, now is tearing you down further. However, make no mistake, he never really lowers himself because he’ll be the one calling the shots while keeping a steady hand on your hip to prevent you from thrusting into his face or mouth. “I’m happy to know that you’re so enthusiastic, but hold still for me for now.” He doesn’t need to raise his voice, you are naturally compelled to listen to him. You trust him. His voice is so soothing and lower than usual. It’s calming, but subtly tantalizing at the same time. But the problem with him is that he won’t stop because the sound of your pants and voice is so addicting that it keeps him going. He’ll continue at it until you’re struggling to stay conscious (passed out), have stopped calling out his name, have started crying, or yelped out loud. By then, he would be very concerned (rightfully so...) So, definitely talk to him after each love making session to let him know your limits. Please do this because he is superhuman in many ways and he is not like us mere mortals.

Likewise, if you were going down on him, his stamina and tolerance to pain will come in handy (haha pun and now intended). His pants will be divine with a few low gasps and grunts. Be sure to savor those because they should be enough to make you come, especially if you have been touching yourself at the same time, and if that’s not enough then look at him while you’re getting him off. He’ll go through a pleather of expressions and controlled grimaces, but none that will submit because he’s the type to return the favor later on and take back control. He’ll cover his mouth to keep anything audacious from slipping out of his lips, but you’ll hear him swear under his breath every now and then. Watch him keep a trained calm gaze on you in-between his pants, he’s thinking about how he’ll return that favor later. Oh no, you’re going to pass out later, aren’t you? Make sure to let him know you aren’t ready to die, and maybe, just maybe he’ll keep you barely conscious.

If you enjoy being penetrated, you have found the perfect partner because he has so much lean muscle mass to use to his advantage. Meaning he can support your weight and hold you in certain positions quite comfortably. Also helps in keeping an excruciatingly steady pace when thrusting into you as well as targeting that lovely spot that makes you utter his name and beg for more.

For some reason, I always pictured him the type to instinctively want to bite someone on the neck during sex. The man has teeth, he’s gonna use them. Perhaps it’s due to his desire to make you his sometimes that he gets caught up in the moment and utters it almost unconsciously, “you’re mine.” Other times he may be even deliberate, but don’t be alarmed if his eyes start to glow red when he’s too caught up in the heat. He shouldn’t be hot to the touch though because I’ve always had a headcannon that he would take off his vision and leave it on the table somewhere just to avoid burning you by accident. (lol.) One can never be too vigilant.

With Diluc, he won’t ever need to use force to make you come, he’ll just overwhelm you with stimulation. Whether it be kissing your neck, nipping at your chest, and rubbing along your inner thighs or that part you want him to keep at, he’ll always find a way to keep you on edge. Give him helpful cues to guide him to make you feel good and he’ll be happy to follow through. Nothing turns him on more, but to know that his partner is in utter bliss because of him.

With that, we have come to a close for this post!

Was it too short I wonder? I always feel as though I’ve written a lot only to see that it’s only...a few paragraphs, sigh.

I tried my best to keep it gender neutral. (Just want to spread the love around. *cries*)

I apologize to those who enjoy the subject of pegging and the like, but it is not something I am confident in writing about. I also personally think that Diluc is someone who knows himself better than anyone else and has his own reservations about certain things. I also can’t see him obliging too much that doesn’t give him equal authority or the ability to control the situation. If you know what I mean.

I kind of still have leftovers I wanna expand on such as How do you turn him on and Aftercare and the like, but I think I could make those separate. =) I’ll update this post when those are done!

Also, I might not have written it, but with whatever means Teyvat has, I am sure that Diluc will practice safe sex and use protection (or whatever magical means they have...I want to say a magical device that acts as a barrier between his penis and your sex while still maintaining all of the sensation one may feel, but who knows)!

P.S. The eyes glowing red is just something that I added for flare. It was visually shown in the webtoon, but honestly I don’t know that was for visual flare as for storytelling or that his eyes actually can glow red. Shrugs. Take it as you like. =)

Don’t worry, don’t worry, he won’t look at you like that during the love making, I promise!

-Su.

Omake:

Yes, yes, try the thighs. As though I were the host and chef serving a four course meal. XD I’m sorry, Master Diluc. OTL

Also, the propensity of chains and a hundred buckles all over his body....but doesn’t use them...tsk, what a waste. Seriously, when you realize that those buckles have no function whatsoever -- ARGH. I wanted to fight him on that. And then a friend was like: shrugs. Fashion I guess. Me: wants to fight him even more.

#diluc smut #diluc ragnvindr #diluc x reader #diluc x you #diluc reader #diluc imagine #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x gender neutral reader #genshin impact smut #diluc ragnivindr smut #You guys have no idea how many times I've edited this post to make it #chefs kiss

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raideneiseuthymia · 2 years

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Regardless

Summary: You are part of the knights, you were sent on a mission and hadn't returned when you were supposed to. Turns out you were in an accident that has left you scarred, part of you is worried he will look at you differently but Diluc loves you regardless and he wants you to know that.

Warning(s): Mentions of injury, blood, crying, mentions of anxiety things along that nature but nothing too graphic.

Pairing(s): Diluc Ragnvindr X Gn!Reader

Word count: 3,762

Inspiration(s): 'The 30th' by Billie Eilish

A/N: NO ONE LOOK AT ME I'M SCARED!! This is my first fic back from not writing for so long I'm so nervous to post!! I've recently become a Diluc lover help! Please Enjoy!! Also, this is not proofread I'm so sorry lmao

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Diluc’s stride was long as he walked through the center of Mondstadt. His brow frowned as he looked at the various Knights rushing around in all directions. If he wasn't on his way to Jean’s office he was sure he would have investigated himself. The look of worry on their faces as well as the anxiety that was magnifying the air around them was concerning but he wasn't going to make them late for his meeting with The Acting Grand Master.

“I'm very sorry Mr. Diluc, Acting Grand Master is out at the moment, she asked me to wait here for you and give you her apologies.” The young guard looked nervous as he stood in front of Diluc, he was intimidated by the tall redhead.

Diluc’s brow crinkled together as he wondered what had come up. Jean would only push their meeting aside if it was for something extremely important that required her attention immediately. “Hmm, very well, Thank you,” Diluc muttered as he tilted his head forward grateful to the young knight before turning around and making his way outside of the Knights of favonious headquarters.

The disappointment was evident on his face as he walked down towards Angle share. He was hoping the meeting with Jean would generate some answers as to your absence. Sure he had known they sent you out on a mission, he was more than aware of your ability to handle yourself out on the field but you were due to return three days ago and with no letter from you, he was slightly more than worried. But he refused to let his mind get the better of the situation, refusing to let it go to the dark place it usually did.

“Good Afternoon Charles.” Diluc opened the doors to his business sending a greeting to his trusted bartender who stood behind the bar wiping down glasses.

“Pleasure to see you Master Diluc, I assumed you’d be here later?” There was a question hidden in his voice. He was sure Diluc said he would be here later to take over the bar tonight before closing but it was almost two hours before closing time.

Diluc nodded as he took off his coat and hung it up before opening the wooden slab to get behind the bar. “Yes, something came up and the other party was unable to show up for the meeting. So I decided to come on early and help you before you closed.”

Time passed rather slowly as the bar slowly cleared out for closing. Diluc found it rather weird how he didn't see a single Knight around, usually, they had stopped by, and more often than not off-duty knights would be found here as well but there simply wasn't a single one around. It was rather odd, to say the least.

Diluc’s time was spent clearing glasses, helping the drunks out, and making his customers pay their tabs. The only reason he was in the city was to ask Jean about you and since he was in the city he was at the tavern to take inventory to know what he needed to restock.

A light knock at the tavern door had caught his attention as he absently thought about the events of today. He was confused, who was knocking at the door this hour knowing they were closed?

He sat the glass he was holding down next to the other getting a small ‘clink’ as it hit the other glasses. He didn’t want to be rude and just leave the person outside in hopes they would go away, the lights in the tavern were on so they most likely knew someone was inside. There was also some hope that it was you knocking on the door, returning from your mission to greet him and he would never keep you waiting.

Diluc cleared his voice before he opened the door. “I’m sorry but we are closed, oh Jean it's you,” His demeanor quickly changed as he looked up at the person who knocked only to see Jean. “What do I owe the pleasure?” He asked, anxiety was bubbling in his stomach and he didn't quite know why. Maybe it was because it was unusual for her to meet him at such a late hour and if it wasn't urgent she would just send a letter.

She looked tired, she had been crying.

“Diluc…” her voice trailed off, she was far too tired to be formal. It was unusual for her. “I know we were supposed to meet today but I got pulled aside for something very important.”

“I was informed. Is everything okay?”

“It does concern you Diluc; can we sit down?”

His heartbeat picked up, it was almost like his heart was in his throat now. She was scaring him, the way she spoke sounded serious and sad like something terrible had happened. She was speaking to him like she was carefully phrasing how she spoke like she did when his father had passed.

He pulled out a wooden chair for Jean as she made her way into the tavern. Tears were filling her eyes.

“What's wrong?” This was no time for formalities, the anxiety was too much for him and he didn't care how he spoke. “What’s happened are you okay?”

“Yes I-I’m fine, it's just I have something to tell you but I don't know how to say it without startling you.” She wiped her eyes as she looked at the floor. She couldn't get herself to look him in the eyes. She didn't dare.

“Spit it out,” His tone was demanding and harsher than he intended.

“Y/n,” She started, almost unable to form words. She truly didn't know how to break the news to Diluc, you are the love of his life how could she tell him? You were also her best friend and if it hurt her this much then how could he break the news? “They, um, I knew you wanted information on their whereabouts and I was going to tell you I had sent out a group to follow intel on their whereabouts led by Amber and-”

He could almost piece it together himself, he didn't need any more explanation. The amount of Knights rushing around, the way no knights were at the tavern, Jean missing their meeting. It all came flooding in. The feeling of dread, the flashbacks of his father, the pain in his heart that was almost excruciating. His eyes closed, he was holding himself back from just letting out a sob. He was sure you were gone by now.

“They’re not dead, Diluc don't think that please,” She cried letting her own tears fall once more. She knew he was thinking that she could sense it. She thought you were dead too, in the state you came back in she was sure you were gone. She was thankful you were alive and when she saw you she almost fell to her knees, you looked lifeless. She did nothing but thank Barbatoes that you were alive as she rushed you to her sister. “Amber had found them and brought them back immediately but the condition they’re in is pretty bad but they’re alive and Barbara said They’re expected to make it.”

Relief flooded his system as he quickly wiped his tears, he stood from his chair almost knocking it over in the process. “When can I see them?”

“I would say tomorrow morning, the condition we found them in…Barbara was only able to heal so much and they haven't woken up yet. Barbara and the others they’re still working to help Y/n. There are guards outside in protection so it would be best if you waited a few more hours but I promise you can see them as soon as the sunrises.”

“Fine.”

Needless to say after that meeting Diluc did not get any work done and he did not sleep. If only he had gone to see what the knights were doing he wouldn't be pacing right now, he wouldn't still be choking back sobs hours later and he wouldn't be shaking with anxiety. It took so much for him to not storm into the cathedral and demand they show you to him but he knew you would be taken care of there, but he could keep you safe.

His mind was racing with “what if’s.” What if it happened to you on a different day? What if they didn't find you? What if you hadn't gone? You would be safe. What if he accompanied you? What if you weren't part of the Knights? What if you were safe that night of your accident? What if you were in his arms safe?

What if you died?

To say he doubted the Knights would be an understatement. They didn't get word from you for days and it took them three days after your supposed arrival to find you. They lacked common sense and it ticked him off. But the logical part of his brain understood where they came from. You were a scout and not hearing from you for a few days past your scheduled arrival was normal, but his heart, the heart that held you so close and so dear it couldn't help but feel differently.

When it came to you…Diluc was always led with his emotions.

He couldn't sit still and when the sun came up he was out the door. He pulled his coat off the hook and was practically running through the city square towards the cathedral, he pushed past the early risers brushing them off as they said hello. He almost felt guilty but he was on a mission to be by your side. He needed to see you to truly believe you we’re okay.

The knights that were posted outside almost blocked him from entering before they realized who he was, quickly apologizing they opened the doors to let him in. He was met by pitiful looks from the sisters before he was greeted by barbara who gave him a rundown of your injuries once more as she led him to where you were. The whole walk she had only gotten a nod from him in response, she knew he was itching to see you so she quickly bid him farewell and told him to call her if you or him needed anything.

Diluc hesitated to enter the infirmary that was in the cathedral, he was told how severe your wounds were, Barbara was unable to fully heal them from how deep they were, and even if she had there would still be scars as well as the amount of blood you lost, it was a miracle you were alive. If that had found you a day later or even a few hours before there was a big chance you wouldn’t be here and instead they would have brought home your corpse.

“Diluc?” You let out a soft cry as you turned your head to face him, it almost sounded as if you thought you were imagining him. You could see the tears welling in his eyes as he looked at you, there was also fear trying to be hidden in those beautiful Crimson eyes. “I’m scared.”

You turned away from him as a stray tear fell down your face. Bandages had been wrapped around a majority of your body, the sisters had let you know there was a fifty percent chance you were blind in one eye. When you were found there was a large gash across your face and there was an even larger chance that you would be scarred where the blade had struck you.

“Hey, you’re okay, I'm here,” his voice came out in a whisper, he had taken his glove off to hold your hand, being careful not to disturb any of the major injuries you had. He didn’t have the heart to admit he was scared too. He couldn't get himself to say it, to admit he had been afraid even before he got the news you were hurt. “I’m not going to leave you,” He promised.

“I don’t remember how I got here, I don't even remember what happened,” You cried, it hurt to move but you couldn't stop the tears and the sobs from ripping through your chest. The fear in your heart and the knowledge that you could have been gone. You could have gone on that mission and never returned to see the man you loved. There was relief in your heart that the man next to you was here, he was real.

You didn't know how long you had been gone in all honesty, all you could remember was laying in the grass for who knows how many days. There were a few dandelions around and a soft breeze, there was pain erupting all over your body and no matter how hard you tried to open your eye you just couldn't. After a while, there was no pain and you were sure you had heard Dilucs voice calling for you, you could almost smell the smoke and whine on the wind. Before your eyes closed one last time you could have sworn he was there, he had rescued you but now you wondered if you were just hallucinating because you were dying.

The man was surprised you hadn’t remembered but he almost thought it was a blessing from the Archons that your memory of the gruesome battle was erased from your memories. You had fought for your life, for days.

“You don't have to remember my love, you’re okay that's all that matters. You’ve come back to me that is all I care about.” He was trying so hard not to let his tears fall but he could feel them making their way down his cheek as he cleared your own. He didn't care that he sounded selfish at this moment, he loved you with all his heart and he truly didn't know what he’d do if you had gone. He didn’t know if he could handle another loss. “You’re alive.”

His thumb ran across your cheek as he finally let his tears fall, he couldn't hold them in. He was so happy to see you here, in the morning sunlight alive.

“You’re alive,” he repeated the words once more, they were more to reassure himself. Your unbandaged hand grabbed his wrist, a half smile on your face as you freely let your tears fall. He knew he should be the one reassuring you right now but he was grateful, the way you calmed him always blew his mind. You didn't even have to say anything.

“You look so pretty ‘Luc,” You whispered as your hand moved up his arm to wipe his tears as he wiped yours. You could tell he had been crying, you could see the pain in his eyes as he looked at you. You never wished to cause him pain like this.

He let a small smile grace his face as he looked at you, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. “Stop trying to make me feel better, it's not me who’s in a hospital bed,” he joked lightly his hand moving from your face to your hair. He pushed the stray locks away from your eye.

He drank in all your features, the beautiful color of your eye, the small scars that had been on your face from previous missions. The curve of your jawline and your ear hidden by pieces of your hair, the way your eyelashes hit your cheeks as your eyes closed. He took in the details of the bandages that covered your face, the blood that stained them in a few places. He observed the way you adjusted your face to hide the bandages from his view in insecurity.

“And I’m not the one who looks pretty, you are,” He said in truth. He could tell that you were scared, not only because of what happened to you but you were afraid of what he thought.

That day had to be one of the scariest of his life. It had been months since the accident and he had been by your side ever since. He had taken you back and forth from your appointments with barbara every day until your wounds were fully healed. He had taken such good care of you, not letting anyone take up the task of making sure you were okay. As your boyfriend, it was his duty, not that he found it to be a job.

Since then you had quit the knights, he had tried hard to get you to change your mind knowing you had worked so hard to get to where you were, knowing that perhaps it was impulse driving you to quit but when you put your foot down and told him to stop he did. He saw the way your mood changed since then, the way you kept yourself hidden, the way you had little faith in your capabilities. But that man, your man was adamant about helping your regain trust in yourself.

Your wounds had healed nicely but as Barbara said, there was a scar on your face, it lead from your jaw through your lips up to your hairline. It healed nicely considering how deep it was, you were grateful for barbara, it was nothing more than discolored scar tissue rather than thick scar tissue. You had gone partially blind in that eye but you didn't find it hindered you that much.

Your eyes were locked on the ceiling, the light from the moon illuminated the room. You were lost in thought, thinking about that day once more, wondering where you had gone wrong, but no matter how hard you thought back you truly didn't remember what happened.

You turned your face towards the man sleeping next to you, his light snores filling your ear as he stirred in his sleep. His red hair messily laid across his face, he looked peaceful and beautiful as the light lit up his sleeping face. His arm was wrapped tightly around your waist as if he was afraid if he lightened his grip you would be gone.

You could feel the tears as you thought about him and the day you woke up. You were all alone in that room scared but then he arrived and you knew it would all be okay. He was so gentle and kind with you, he was so loving. The months after were hard but he stayed with you just like you had done with him all those years ago, when he kept you at arm's length away afraid of letting you close. You were sure that you had fallen in love with him all over again because of the accident.

But doubt clouded your brain. What if he didn't love you? What if he found you ugly now that your face was scarred?

“Is there something on your mind?” His voice startled you, you were so lost in thought you didn't see him stir awake or his eyes flutter open to drink in your moonlit face. His hand moved from your waist to brush the stray locks from your face, he wanted to get a good look at you.

“No it's nothing,” You lied, “I was just admiring your beauty.”

His brow frowned as he looked at you, usually, he would love the compliment, blush even because your compliments always made him feel warm but now he could see this compliment while most likely true was also covering something up. “You know you can tell me anything my love, whatever is bothering you…if it is in my power I shall try to dispose of it.”

You almost wanted to cry at those words, he loved you so much.

Looking away you answered him, “It's just…what if you think I’m not as…attractive as before? What if people say something about you dating me? I get weird looks from people, I don't know if they’re pity or something else but I see the way they look at you too — the way they look at us.”

Diluc propped himself up on his elbow, sleep quickly leaving his body as he listened to what troubled you. His fingers grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him. His lips found yours before moving to your face and the scar that you were so worried about him finding ugly.

“I don’t care for gossip, I don't care what others think either,” He whispered, his eyes locking with yours so you could read them. He wanted you to know without a shadow of a doubt that what he was saying was true. How could he not find you beautiful? Even all those months ago while you were in the hospital bed covered in bandages and blood you had looked beautiful. “You are so pretty – breathtaking even. This scar–” his lips pressed to it once again before landing back on your mouth. “ – does not change the way I see you. You had scars before I met you, they are just a part of you. They show who you are and the battles you've fought. Do you think my scars are ugly?”

A smile was on your face as you shook your head no, watching as his eyes went from sincere to teasing. “Oh, so you find them hot?” His eyebrow raised as he felt the warmth crawl its way up your cheek.

“Maybe,” you laughed pushing his hand off your face. Your hand found its way to his neck where you pulled him in for another kiss. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as he returned your kiss before you pulled away.

He rested his forehead against yours watching as his red hair fell around you two sheltering you from the room, from the world, and the light off the moonlight that was seeping in from behind the drapes. It was just you and him in this moment.

Diluc felt his lips upturn as he watched that bright smile illuminate your face. Sometimes you looked the same just like you did before the accident. Your eyes were so full of happiness, not a care in the world on your mind at this very moment. These moments made him hopeful that one day you will not worry about what people think when they look at you once again. He knew you would never be exactly the same, either way, he would love you regardless. There was nothing in this world that could change that.

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sex with me, so amazing

or, genshin men as people i’ve hooked up with.

who: multi/basically everyone (mentioned: childe, diluc, itto, kaeya, kazuha, zhongli)

what: drabbles; describing my hook ups and who in genshin would be like them. don’t take it too seriously.

wc: 2.1k

warnings: ns/fw and angst :)) just a little bit of angst though, mostly smut ofc :D

1. 8 inch cock. even when you take him down your throat the deepest you can go, until your eyes water and you gag, you still can fit 5 fingers between your lips and the soft hair on his pelvis. so thick you can’t wrap your hand around it. big, heavy, hot. so long that he has to stretch you out in order for it to fit inside.

the first time you see it, your jaw drops. “holy fuck,” you gasp. “I don’t think it’s gonna fit.”

“you’ll make it fit,” he says. “stop running away; be a good girl and take it.”

sometimes it really is too big, though, if he doesn’t take the time to stretch you out. after the first time of his cock being too big, hurting a little too much than it feels good when he tries to go all the way in, he never lets you or himself rush into things.

foreplay is methodical. he eats you out because he loves it. he loves the feeling of your hands fisting his hair as he slides one, then two, and finally three fingers inside of you. loves the taste of your pussy, the hardness of your clit on his tongue. loves digging his fingers into your soft thighs that tremble and squeeze around his head. loves the sounds you make, the whimpers and the whines, when you beg for him to just fuck you already. loves the way your body writhes, the feeling of your cunt loosen then tighten and spasm around his fingers, the cries you make when you cum against his face.

he’s already hard when you kneel on still quivering legs in front of him, kissing up his thighs, leaving little marks and bites, running your hands over his soft skin. you don’t give him head with the purpose of trying to make him cum — not that often, at least. most times, it’s foreplay and also a game: a competition of whether it’s you who will pull away first, heaving for breath, asking for him to fuck you, or him who will get frustrated and push you off of him so he can turn you over and fuck you.

he’s most sensitive around his tip, which is wide and red and tastes tangy but not bad, so normally you focus on sucking the top half of his cock while your hand works around the rest. “take what you can, that’s— yes, fuck, that’s it. just like that. just like that, baby, keep doing that.”

when you do try to take him all the way down your throat, though, the incentive to keep going is the way his breath stutters and he wheezes, “oh, fuck, yes.” but when his cock inevitably presses too hard against the back of your mouth, you gag and pull off with a cough.

you let his heavy cock rest against your face while you suck on his balls to give yourself a moment to breathe, and you look up at him with teary eyes. he looks back down at you and says, almost in disbelief, “fuck, you’re so hot.” then he picks you up, throws you onto the bed, tells you to get on your stomach, and then pounds you into the mattress.

says shit like:

“relax, just relax. I’m gonna give you everything you need. don’t be impatient.”

“‘it’s too big?’ it’s barely even in, baby. you can take it, I know you can.”

“you’ll make it fit. now, be good for me and keep still.”

he moans your name.

“fuck, you feel good. you’re so fucking wet. you take me so well.”

“that feels good, doesn’t it? yeah? tell me how it feels. what was that? oh, you can’t even use your words?” he laughs when you get breathless, when he’s fucking you too hard and too fast for you to form words.

and always amazed, like he can’t believe it, “you’re so hot.”

when you both get close, he flips you over onto your back. he puts a pillow under your lower back, and leans down to spit on your cunt and kiss your clit. he put one of your legs over his shoulder and you wrap the other around his waist. he grips the headboard with one hand and touches your body softly, like he’s not saying obscene things and fucking the life out of you, with the other. and then he fucks you even harder.

he’s so deep that you can feel him in your stomach.

when you reach down to touch your clit, your other hand scratching down his back, he says stuff like:

“yes, that’s it, baby, go ‘head, make yourself feel good.”

“you gonna cum? yeah? you’re gonna cum all over my cock?”

“you look so pretty like this.”

he pulls out after you cum so he can finish on your stomach, but he cums so hard and so much, with his hand wrapped around his thick cock, pumping quickly, that it goes from your lower stomach all the way up to between your breasts. while you lay back to catch your breath, he wipes you off with a towel and licks your tits clean.

his dick is big and he knows how to use it. he says and does the right things, even if it’s not exceedingly kinky – (maybe you’ll get to that point later, you think). honestly, it’s the best foreplay, head, and sex you’ve ever had.

but he never stays for long after. there’s no emotions in your arrangement, really; it’s just hooking up. there’s no hanging out after and talking. and that’s fine with you, really. you aren’t sure there would be any compatibility between you for being in a relationship, anyway. but you definitely have chemistry in bed.

once he’s sure you’re coming down okay, he kisses you on the lips and rubs over your cheek with his thumb. he murmurs a promise of, “I’ll see you later,” and then walks out the door.

he doesn’t follow through.

this time, when the door closes behind him, it’s the last time you ever see him.

↳ diluc, ITTO, zhongli?

2. solid 5/5.5ish inches. fits perfectly; not too big, not too small. the weight feels good on your tongue; it isn’t as hard to take all of him in your mouth, until you can look up at him with your lips wrapped around the very base of his cock. sex is less about finishing and more about the process—about feeling, about the sensations.

after the first time you hook up, you realize: it’s making love, not fucking. you really don’t know each other that well, but he holds you like he’s afraid you’re going to disappear. speaks to you like you’re one of the most important people in his life. touches you like you’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. fucks you like he’s in love with you.

it leaves you reeling. it’s confusing being treated like that so immediately, but it’s also nice. the orgasms you have are different than you’ve ever experienced before. the physical vaginal pleasure isn’t anything special, really (… you’ve had better dick), but the way you feel throughout your body and mind when you’re with him is so intense.

it’s not about the orgasm specifically; it’s about the way you feel leading up to it, the process; the slow build leading up to an orgasm where you feel pleasure and relief throughout your entire body.

hooking up is about you. he loves kissing you; sometimes it feels like he likes it even more than having sex. his lips are on yours for so long, seemingly not in a rush at all, even with his hard on pressing against your thigh and making a damp spot on his boxers. he only stops when you get restless and pent up and force him away. then his lips are on your neck, over your chest with his tongue circling your nipples in a way that has you shuddering, down your stomach until he kisses your hip bones—the left and then the right, skipping your cunt and going straight to your thighs.

after all of the drawn out foreplay, when he finally puts his cock in, it feels like a hot, striking, all-encompassing instant relief for both of you. like it’s everything you’ve ever needed and wanted in your whole life. moaning into each other’s mouths, both your and his eyes rolling back, your bodies shuddering against each other.

it’s overwhelming. it feels like you’re burning, like there’s nothing else you could possibly think about or focus on other than him, like this is all you’ve ever needed and wanted. you feel good all over, and it’s clear he does too.

he doesn’t stop kissing you, touching all over your body, making sure as much of his skin is pressed against yours. moaning in your ear, telling you how beautiful you are, how sexy you look, how good you feel, the way your cunt is so wet and warm and tight for him and him only. how he wants to feel you cum around his cock, that he wants to see how hot you look when you cum for him.

“I want you to cum. it doesn’t matter how long it takes,” he says. “we aren’t in a rush. just make yourself feel good, baby. take what you need.”

his dick isn’t huge, but it isn’t small either. it feels best when he puts your ankles over his shoulders and kisses the inside of your leg gently as if he isn’t fucking you into the mattress with his hand resting against your lower stomach; when he presses his body to yours and makes love to your body until you write under him and cum hard around his cock; when he grips your waist as you ride him and digs his fingers into your hips, worshiping the plush of your thighs, the softness of your ass, until he pulls you against him so he can moan into your mouth as he cums.

he says stuff like:

“fuck, that feels so good. you’re so good, baby, shit, don’t stop.”

“don’t hide, let me see you. fuck, you look so pretty. you’re so beautiful.”

“you gonna cum? yeah? that’s it, baby, cum for me. you can do it. be good and cum for me.”

of course, it isn’t all lovey and vanilla and soft. like when his hands stop exploring your body and instead squeeze your throat. or one time when he said, “you’re so loud,” and then stuck his fingers into your mouth. or when he pulled your hair and held your face in his hands as he fucked your mouth until he came down your throat and then kissed you after.

you find it unfortunate that the way he treats you is so refreshing. you find it special, different, even surprising, that he treats you so well when you’re with each other. he doesn’t act like you matter as a person only when you’re having sex, and that makes you sad for yourself.

but it also makes you care—a little bit more than you should in your fuck buddy arrangement. it’s hard to eliminate emotions when it feels like you’re in love with each other when you hook up.

he just seems so fucking into you. like, who fucks you like he loves you and says this shit kind of shit when you’re just supposed to be fuck buddies?

“you should sleep over.” it wasn’t all that ‘you can stay if you want to’ bullshit. no, it was, “I want you to.” and it was every single time you came over, too.

“when can I see you? I’m hard as fuck thinking about you. you wanna do something about it?”

“you should come during the day. I want to see your face.”

“if it was going to be anyone,” he said when you asked him about the boundaries of your arrangement one night, if you’re exclusive, if it’s just hooking up and there’s no feelings, etc. “it’s you.”

he’s a liar.

you don’t know if he means to be. you don’t know if he realizes that he’s stringing you along in the grey area of whatever the fuck “it’s you” is. you don’t know if he wants to see your name in his phone apart from wanting to hook up. you don’t know if playing pretend being in a relationship and being in love with each other is hurting him, too.

but you do know that when you kiss him goodbye one morning, it’ll be the last time you’ll ever see him.

↳ CHILDE, KAEYA, kazuha, thoma

note: thank you for reading! and thank you so much for your patience. summer has started so I should be able to write more! :DD (though I am working full time ://)

I have more hook ups so if u want more just lmk lmfao. and as always, if u want to be tagged when I post, send an ask/dm. <33

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posted 06.13.2022. do not repost or modify any of my original work on any other platform. to genshin masterlist.

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