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mmmairon · 5 months
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Hi mairon! I love the self insert comfort you did it was so cute! Would you be able to make some more? Possibly diluc taking care of someone like the girl you did in the last one — maybe putting them to bed because I’m suffering w my insomnia right now 😅 if you can’t dw!
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oh, to be tucked snugly into bed by Diluc Ragnvindr
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bunny-rambles · 2 years
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Fleeting moments, sudden kisses
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characters; Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Xiao, (separate) and gn reader
cw/tw; minor swearing, very minor mention of fighting on Kaeya’s, other than that it’s pure fluff (but still, let me know if I’ve missed anything.
word count; 400+ for each character
notes; to combat my writers block, I dug out something from my ‘ideas’ drafts and decided to write it and I really like how it’s turned out. It’s my first time writing Diluc so I’m kinda nervous (thank you so much for the tips, Hazel <3) I hope you all enjoy
Please reblog if you like this!!
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Albedo
A quiet sigh slipped out of your lips as you rubbed at your forehead, eyes fixated on the paper in front of you. You could hear the sound being echoed by your counterpart beside you, who was equally stumped. This problem had eluded the both of you for a few days now, and neither of you were coming up with a solution anytime soon. The words were starting to blur together from how hard you were staring, as if the paper had the answers you seeked, making the passages jumbled with sentences that didn’t exist. And it didn’t help that the fire beside you was starting to dim again, yielding to the harsh conditions of the snowy mountain you were stuck on.
Cerulean eyes scanned the information in front of them, pale fingers tender against the page of the old book, as if one wrong move would make the brittle pages crumble. You were envious of the treatment… You hadn’t even realised a small pout was forming on your lips. You let a quiet huff of breath before shaking your head. Focus, Y/N, this was not the time to start getting jealous over a book of all things!
“Is everything alright?” A warm voice asked, the sound wrapping around you like a snug blanket, a comfort much needed.
“Hm?”
“You’ve been staring at my hand for a while. Do you perhaps need a break?” The alchemist asked, eyes flitting between the work in front of him and your gradually warming face.
“Oh, I- I hadn’t even noticed.” You chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of your neck to soothe yourself. It was embarrassing that you had been caught… But, now would’ve been the perfect time to take up his suggestion. You had been going at it for hours, after all. Before you could respond, Albedo had already closed the book and was shutting your own that was in front of you, rising from his seat.
“The fire has gone out. You must be cold.” He stated matter-of-factly, already beginning to shed his coat. The words on your tongue died along with your resolve as he placed the fabric around you, his hands lingering on your shoulders for a moment longer than they should’ve. Your own hands reached up to grasp at the clothing, your cheeks now a prominent pink.
“Thank you…”
“Of course.” He nodded, a subtle smile forming on his lips. As if your heart couldn’t take anymore, the blonde prince leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, before whispering in your ear quietly,
“Anything for you, dearest.”
Childe
You waited. It seemed like forever that you waited. Day in, day out, you waited - for good news, for bad, for something, anything. And now, your patience has finally been rewarded.
You stood quietly, nervously wringing your hands together, nibbling on your bottom lip. You were sure it was today. You double- no, triple checked the letter to make sure. You didn’t want to get it out in case the shaking of your hands caused you to drop the precious cargo, but you were certain of the words.
Today.
Ajax was coming home today. No more incessant, aggravating waiting. He would be here soon, wrapped up in your embrace and you weren’t letting go anytime soon. The Fatui would have to go through you if they wanted Tartaglia back. There was no Tartaglia when he was with you, only Ajax - only your soulmate.
In the distance, just beyond the murky fog, you could see the outline of a large ship coming closer. The horn it sounded off rang in your ears as you took a few steps forward, making yourself stand out from the bustling crowd that was also there, painfully patient to see their loved ones. Your breath hitched when it finally pulled up at the docks, your fidgeting hands freezing once they balled up into tight, anxious fists. And then the doors opened.
As one, the group pushed forward, greedily taking up the space at the front, knocking you out of the way. You wanted to shout in frustration, for now you couldn’t see the exiting passengers, could not see the unruly red hair you so desperately wanted to see. You were sure you screamed his name as your hand reached out towards the boat, but it was too late. You had been pushed too far for your voice to be heard above the ravenous crowd. Defeated, you stumbled backwards, a shaky sigh leaving your lips.
Just as you were about to give up, to go home and wait for him there, you were swept up by a pair of familiar arms, being hoisted up to a certain height before warm lips crashed into your cold ones. You weren’t sure whose tears were wetting your cheeks, but one thing you were sure of was you were where you belonged and so was he.
Here, in your shared, loving embrace, he mumbles against your lips - “I’m home, beautiful.”
Diluc
The gentle clink of glasses being put away echoed through the room, only to be drowned out by you happily humming to yourself as you put yet another glass back in its place. With your lover being busy with ‘external affairs’ away from the winery, you took it upon yourself to help Adalinde out with the piling housework since the winery was short staffed at the moment. But if anything, you were thankful for this opportunity- the less work Diluc had to worry about when he got home, the better, and you were more than happy to assist anyway.
He had been back for quite some time now, but you were sure he hadn’t even noticed you were here. You were tucked away in the kitchen, after all. You did hear both Elzer and Adalinde mildly scold him for being gone for so long though, which made you chuckle quietly under your breath, then you heard the telltale sound of his footsteps heading up the stairs to his room. Hopefully, he had been convinced to get some rest - you knew how hard he worked, day and night, sometimes it felt like he never stopped. If for only a moment, he could relax because you had lessened his load, then you would take up every menial duty you could. It was nothing compared to what he did.
You were down to the few dozen glasses when suddenly, you felt the presence of another behind you. Bleary eyes peered over your shoulder, noticing the neatly placed dishes and other utensils that had been placed back in their original spot after being cleaned thoroughly. You heard a mumble, the deep timbre sending small jolts down your spine.
“What's that, dear?” You asked quietly, turning your head slightly towards him to listen while you continued your cleaning.
“… Did all this?” You could barely make out what he was saying, but you nodded anyway.
“I did. Did I wake you?” You asked, only to receive a shake of his head, his impressive but messy mane springing upwards from the motion. Hesitant arms wrapped around your middle from behind, pulling you into his broad chest, his head burying itself in the space between your shoulder and neck.
“Diluc?” You questioned, a soft gasp escaping your lips when you felt his lips against your skin as he spoke.
“….Thank you.” He mumbled quietly, before more firmly pressing his lips against the bare side of your neck. You were sure your face matched the shade of his fiery hair, your hands halting in their actions before you carefully placed the glass down, sure you were going to break it if you held it any longer.
“…Bed.”
“Huh?”
“Bed… Come to… with me.”
“But-“
“I’ll finish it later.” He grumbled, nuzzling further into your shoulder. You sighed in defeat, raising a hand to run your fingers through his unruly hair, which he sluggishly leaned into. You smiled softly at that.
“Alright…”
Kaeya
“You didn’t have to do this, you know.”
“Hm? Do what?” A sly voice questioned, chuckling at the blank look you gave him.
“Kaeya.”
“Oh, come on. It’s a date, aren’t I allowed to be a gentleman?” Once again, another silky laugh was uttered from those sultry lips. Slick bastard.
He was right, this was a date, perhaps the first one to be officially titled as that, even though the two of you had been an item for quite some time now. With his claim as the Cavalry Captain and you were with your own job, it was almost impossible to get any free time together. Most of it was spent at the tavern or at home, curled up in each other’s arms. It was more than enough for you, but it seemed that your partner thought otherwise. He wanted to show you how much he cherished you, even if it did mean that he was rather… What was the word? Cheesy, about it.
“But you didn’t have to dress up! I thought we were only going to Good Hunter!” You whined playfully, playing with the single rose in your hand he had gifted to you when you opened the door. It wasn’t as if he was trying to steal the limelight, you too had taken the time to put on your best clothes. You had wanted it to be special, and it seemed he also returned that sentiment.
He laughed quietly, taking your hand in his own and leading you out of the doorway. “But isn’t it fun? I should’ve done this when I asked you to be mine.”
“Wasn’t asking me in the middle of fighting abyss mages enough for you?” You teased with a smirk. Ah yes, you remembered. The two of you were just about to confess to each other when all of a sudden, the abyss decided now was the perfect time to ruin the moment. But, you couldn’t exactly say it wasn’t memorable when Kaeya decided to yell about his feelings for you in the middle of the battle. Why did he decide to do it then of all times? Then, when you had to focus on not being hit by the hurricane of water being hurled your way, and not the beating of your longing heart? It wasn’t as if you were any better, screaming at the top of your lungs that his feelings were returned.
“Hm, I suppose so, but it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
“What exactly did you have in mind?” You asked quietly.
“Well…” He started, before lifting your hand towards his face. “I would’ve done this,” He chuckled, kissing your hand gently, his icy eyes trailing up to meet your own, “Before asking you to be mine.“
Xiao
The wind gently tousled your hair as your hands glided across the stems of the flowers almost expertly, a curious immortal by your side as he watched in a trance.
“See? It’s easy! And you just continue to do that until…” Your voice began to fade out, your words getting lost in the spring breeze as his eyes focused on your face. Your eyes were so vibrant when you talked about something you were interested in. Even if he had lived for thousands of years, and had gathered knowledge on almost every topic by now, he was still enchanted whenever you spoke of something that intrigued you. He blinked a few times before realising you were calling his name, your face scrunched up in… Confusion? Sadness? He wasn’t sure, all he knew was that he didn’t want to see that frown on your face. You were too precious for such an expression.
“Sorry… I think I understand.” Xiao spoke quietly, hesitantly reaching out for the unfinished ringlet of flowers in your hand. He then picked a flower not too far away from him and began very carefully weaving it into the fixed stems. “Like this…?” He questioned quietly, which made that beautiful smile of yours return to your lips.
“You got it! Now for the best part…” You hummed, taking the crown from his hands and placing it gently on top of his head. “Ta da! Now you’ve got a crown fit for the prince you are!” A gleeful giggle broke out from your chest at the adeptus’s cheeks burning brightly from your words.
“I do not deserve such a title.” He huffed, folding his arms over his chest, stubbornly looking away for a moment, only for him to shyly shift his gaze back towards you again - almost as if he couldn’t help himself. “But… Your kindness is accepted. Thank you.”
Still, even when he was surrounded with nature's finest beauty, he couldn’t take his eyes off you - by far, you outshined the flowers around you. If anything, all they did was enhance how truly radiant you were.
As the two of you laid back, with your hands resting on your stomach while you rested peacefully, he continued to stare - continued to wonder how he managed to earn the honour of having you by his side. He swallowed quietly, sitting up slowly. You seemed to have fallen asleep… Which was the perfect excuse to do what he had been wanting for the entire time he had spent with you. Carefully, with the tenderness of a falling petal, he placed a gentle kiss atop of your forehead.
“Sleep well.”
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calqlate · 4 months
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RE: LOVE & LIFE | TWO
— YOUR SAVIOUR, YOUR SOULMATE, THE MAN ACCENTED IN GOLD
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SERIES MASTERLIST | PREVIOUS CHAPTER | NEXT CHAPTER
PAIRING(S): zhongli x f! reader + diluc x f! wife! reader
SUMMARY: As the wife of the famous big shot in the wine industry, you have everything you could ever ask for — a beautiful mansion, endless wealth, servants at your beck and call... However, you lack the one thing you yearn for: love. With your beloved husband neglecting you and being stuck in a loveless marriage, you decide to end it all, only to be stopped by a man whom you have never met before, and who also coincidentally happens to be your soulmate. In addition, there just might seem to be more than what meets the eye in regards to your peculiar soulmate, and you just might have to find that out for yourself.
TAGLIST: @crescentmoonnn + @deeomi + @esthelily + @loving-august + @mshope16 + @needsleep3000 + @nerdiel-has-no-braincells + @saintbernardthethird + @thelonelyarchon
A/N: writer's block is a pain in the butt, hence the wait. it's also partially due to school because i've been real tired lately from preparing for a concert (just finished it earlier this week!) and had a bunch of different injuries as well :") n e ways, enjoy! :D
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To say you were surprised was an understatement.
You had nearly fallen straight to your death (even though it was completely accidental) and were now in the embrace of a complete stranger whom you have never met before. Your face was inches away from your saviour's, an intimate proximity you have never shared with anyone before, not even your own husband. With the backdrop of the glittery sky and neon city lights in the background, anyone could have easily mistaken this as a scene straight out of a soap opera.
"Archons, I'm so sorry!" you pushed the man's chest and scrambled to your feet, your cheeks painted vermillion in embarrassment.
The man dusted his pants off and wiped his eyes before standing up. Now that he stood to his full height, he was pretty much towering over you. Your eyes darted up to find his face and was met by the gaze of his golden eyes, though slightly red-rimmed from his earlier emotional outburst. As you examined his face, you realised he had quite the handsome countenance: dark eyebrows set above his sharp amber eyes, a V-shaped jaw, a high nosebridge, and dark hair juxtaposed against skin so fair it could rival the petals of a Glaze Lilly.
"It's quite alright," he said, his voice deep and silky, reminding you of the richest Fontainian chocolate you had ever tasted, "I'm glad to see that you are unscathed."
"I'm terribly sorry you had to see that," you laughed awkwardly as you averted your gaze, rubbing your hands together nervously. Somehow, this man made you feel self-conscious of yourself, and you did not know why.
"There's no need to fret," he said, though his voice was now thick with an emotion you could not really place your finger on, "I consider myself fortunate for having saved a beautiful soul like yours from an early demise."
You looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and he chuckled, "Apologies, that was rather forward of me."
There was a little pause, as if the man was figuring out what he should say next. Before you could give an input of your own (and spare him from torture), he spoke, "I believe we have not met before."
"That's right," you nodded, and you stuck your hand out for a handshake, "I'm [Y/N] Ragnvindr, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Ragnvindr," your husband's last name rolled off the man's tongue fluidly as if it were his own native tongue as a look of recollection settled in his eyes, then he stuck his own hand out to return your handshake, "By any chance, are you associated with Mr. Diluc Ragnvindr?"
"That's right," you nodded, bittersweetness laced in your voice as you gave a tight smile, "He's my husband."
A knowing look flitted across the man's face, "I'm deeply honoured to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Ragnvindr."
He let go of your hand and you chuckled, "Are you not going to give me your name, at the very least?"
He returned your smile with one of his own, "Pardon my lack of etiquette. Well then, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Zhongli, and…" — he winced as he rolled his sleeve up, exposing his pale wrist and most importantly, his own soulmate timer, which had a string of zeros etched onto his skin — "It seems that I am your soulmate."
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You woke up the subsequent morning with less sleep than you had hoped for, along with dark circles below your eyes. Besides, how was anyone supposed to sleep properly after having found your soulmate after getting married?
A part of you was not disappointed: you loved Diluc dearly and he was the man you had wanted to marry ever since you were a child. However, now that fate had thrusted your soulmate into your life ever so abruptly, another part of you wondered if there was another parallel timeline whereby you had met Zhongli earlier and married him instead. Would you have been happier with him instead? Would you have been in a marriage where life was less heart-wrenching, one where your husband cared for you a little more?
You stared at your reflection in the mirror, and your disheveled reflection stared back with weariness in her eyes.
You closed your eyes. For some reason, you could picture yourself next to Zhongli, arms hooked together and strolling in a garden filled with flowers. A warm, reassuring feeling flooded your chest at this image, and it somehow felt right with you, as if it were the most natural thing to do in the world.
You snapped your eyes open and shook your head, What am I even thinking? I'm a married woman, and Zhongli is a respectable gentleman!
You sighed as you tugged at your shawl which was wrapped around you, There are no "what if"s. There is only the present.
And at present, there was a meeting for you to head to.
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Seeing Zhongli standing next to Ajax was not what you thought could even occur as you headed to the hotel lobby.
Am I hallucinating right now? You squeezed your eyes shut and willed yourself to wake up. Perhaps you had fallen asleep by accident while in the bathroom and that your morning routine and everything that happened afterwards was simply a dream.
You opened your eyes and still saw Ajax and Zhongli standing a few feet away, comfortably conversing with one another, as though they were friends.
Sensing your presence, both men turned their heads towards you. Ajax visibly brightened and waved you over, gesturing you to join them and take part in whatever conversation they were having.
You slapped a businesslike smile on your face as you approached the pair, looking back and forth between the two men.
"I believe the both of you haven't met each other before," Ajax said with a grin, "This is—"
"You don't have to do the introductions, Mr. Tartaglia," Zhongli shook his head, "The lady and I have already made acquaintances with one another last night."
"Last night?" Ajax's eyebrows rose.
"I merely helped Mrs. Ragnvindr out and prevented an accident," Zhongli explained, "It's nothing you should be worried about."
Ajax hummed and let the matter slide, then turned to you, "Well, I was thinking that the three of us could go for breakfast together."
You raised your eyebrows. Breakfast with your business associate and your soulmate? That itself was two different genres thrown into the mix.
Zhongli's gaze was focused on you, "Mrs. Ragnvindr seems uncomfortable with the idea. Let me join you another day for a meal, Mr. Tartaglia."
"No, no! It's alright, really," you waved your hands in front of you to prove otherwise, "I must apologise if my expression implied otherwise."
A small smile settled on Zhongli's face as Ajax brightened, "Great! I know this really good place!"
You sighed. Seeing Ajax in a cheery mood after both of his acquaintances (honestly, could you be considered as such?) agreed to share a meal together, as well as Zhongli looking at you with such a serene expression, you found it hard for you to back out now.
"I'll take your word for it," you returned their grins with one of your own, "Well now, where's this place you've mentioned?"
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lumineskies · 11 months
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hits different - diluc ragnvindr
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— diluc can easily dismiss everyone in his life without a second thought, no one ever stays long enough for him to care anyways. but there's something about you that makes him miss you when you've gotten too far away from him for his liking.
— or diluc missing you :(
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notes - happy birthday diluc ueyeyeguwhs i just finished this LMAO i love taylor i just had to do this with diluc!!! rbs and comments help me alot!!
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oh my, love is a lie. shit my friends say to get me by.
“Diluc, my brother, how long is it going to take you to get over her?” Kaeya begins as he slightly slurs his words.
The scowl on diluc’s face deepens at kaeya’s remarks. He roughly shoves a glass of water in front of his brother, hoping the drink will make him sober up and leave the tavern already.
A drunkard stumbles his way to diluc, cheeks flushed and smelling like bottles of alcohol. Diluc’s face feigns indifference when he asks for another glass, like he didn’t already have 3 bottles worth of alcohol this evening alone. At the end of the day, money was flowing into his pockets because of their poor choices, should he really be judging them?
“If you have nothing better to do, sober up and leave.” Diluc said coldly before turning his back at Kaeya, filling a glass with alcohol as per the customer's request.
“Ouch, you almost made me feel unwanted here, brother.” Kaeya feigns hurt as he rubs a hand over his left chest where his covered heart was. Sarcasm dripping off his words.
“Why the scowl? Is this about y/n again?”
Kaeya’s words struck a knife into Diluc’s already battered heart, not knowing what to say, Diluc didn't respond. Instead, he busies himself with attending to customers, drunk and sober. Seeing as his brother has no qualms to respond, Kaeya continues.
“I don’t understand you two, it’s so very obvious to everyone here that you two still have feelings for each other, why suffer in silence? Get her back!”
Kaeya’s sudden exclamation made the bar rowdy, drunkards yelling, supporting him. Apparently, the whole bar had been listening in on their conversation somehow. People began shouting over each other, your name was heard and muttered all throughout the bar. The loud voices made diluc’s face sour. A gesture of crossed arms and a sharp look towards the little brother had him sheepishly smile at the red head.
“Calm down, calm down. Our Diluc can’t plan to court her if you guys are noisy, right?” Kaeya’s statement had the crowd quiet down, but whispers still spread. Diluc could only hope that you won’t hear a word of this.
A small smile could only be shyly given to the red head. Kaeya slumps back in his seat in front of Diluc, embarrassment already eating him up from the inside. Diluc could only furrow his eyebrows at the sudden silence from the younger brother.
“I- I mean, am i wrong? You should go after her!” Kaeya attempts to continue their conversation, voice lowered in volume as he learnt his lesson from before. Diluc was not a public man, he preferred to be in the shadows rather than the spotlight. The least he could do as his younger brother was respect his privacy and not yell his business out to a bunch of townsfolk that would surely gossip in their free time.
“It’s not that simple, Kaeya.” Diluc answers with a short sentence, hoping that will be enough to satiate the sudden interest Kaeya has in his past relationship with you. He busies himself with cleaning more beer glasses, wiping the inside of them with a dry cloth and stacking them up.
The look on Kaeya’s face indicates that the interest was indeed, not satiated. Diluc can feel the rise of pressure settling on his chest. He would prefer not to talk about you during the only time he tried hard to not be reminded of you. The noisiness of the tavern and the constant orders from the customers served as a way to block his train of thoughts and solely focus on the task at hand, away from the thoughts of you.
“If you’re scared that she won’t accept you, brother. trust me. She yearns for you.”
Kaeya’s word made diluc stop in his tracks. Yearns for him? What was he—
Thump
Kaeya’s head went as he laid on the bar’s table. Of course, Kaeya was drunk. Floored, even. Diluc could only sigh as he glanced at his little brother. The watch on his wrists shows the time, 2:54 a.m No wonder Kaeya fell asleep.
The words uttered by Kaeya seconds ago plagued Diluc’s mind. You yearn for him?
It hits different, it hits different this time.
Diluc could only watch from afar as Huffman pushes a bouquet of flowers towards you, face flushed and red. You looked surprised, startled even. The sun behind you shone an orange glow on your face, making you seemingly ethereal, but even without the sunlight, your beauty was apparent to all, especially Diluc. You sheepishly took the bouquet from Huffman and awkwardly smiled.
Diluc’s hand formed a fist, one that was drawing crescents into his palm. He couldn’t hear what you were saying to the knight, but your words seem to bleed rejection as Huffman’s face drops. The bouquet in your arms consisted of dandelions and calla lilies, which made Diluc scoff. It was common knowledge you liked cecilia’s, in fact, you were surrounded by them as you stood on starsnatch cliff.
The small smile that he let out wasn’t supposed to show on his face, but the reassurance washed over him like waves. Before he could stop himself, he began walking towards you. The sounds of footsteps made your head turn, only to be greeted with the uncrowned king of Mondstadt.
“y/n, i acquire your expertise in a few matters. Care to join me this evening?” Diluc offers a small smile towards you, one hand behind his back to make his claymore appear. A cold stare was given to Huffman as he stared him down, eyes seizing him up. Fear was apparent on Huffman’s face as he caught a glimpse of the now materialised weapon. Diluc turned back to you, cold stare dropped and a smile beckoning his lips.
“I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?” Diluc asks you, promptly ignoring Huffman beside him. The waves of dejection from Huffman could be felt even as Diluc was facing you. He muttered a meek no, before disappointedly trudging back to mondstadt, head hung low. Diluc could only watch in amusement, eyes twinkling with mischief. A smack from you made him turn back to look at you, clearly a disapproved look.
“That was rude, luc.” The nickname created by you made his heart flutter and butterflies erupt in his stomach. It’s been so long since he heard you call him that, 2 months and 17 days to be exact. The surprise on your face said it all, the nickname flew out of your mouth without second thought, almost like a reflex.
A small hum was his only reply to you. As much as he wanted to, the feeling of a smile surfaced on his smile, making it very apparent to you how satisfied he is with himself.
Catastrophic blues, moving on was always easy for me to do.
Sighs escaped his red lips as his vision blurs. Words displayed on the proposal paper seemed to not matter as his brain refused to comprehend anything written in front of him. His hand ruffles his hair, frustration urges him to pull his hair out, but he digresses. He rests his head in his hands, restlessness overcoming him. Since this morning, thoughts of you had him occupied. What were you doing? How was your day? Have you eaten yet? What new shampoo did you use? Your hair had smelled like peaches instead of coconut the last time he saw you, what was the reason for the switch?
Every corner of his brain was filled with the remains of you, and he didn’t know how to function without you by his side. The once warm bed that accompanied him throughout the night had turned cold with your presence no longer there. Meals eaten alone on the floating kitchen island rather than the dining table, because what’s the use of all the extra chairs, if it only reminds him how lonely he is without you?
You constantly plague his mind, day and night without fail. You’ve bewitched him to the point he feels going insane with the absence of you. Every encounter between the two of you he cherishes, because he knows it is far and between the two of you interact, unlike before when he would awaken to you by his side, hands intertwined. A knock on his door startles him as he shoots up, the door opens to reveal adelinde, which makes Diluc slump back into his chair.
“Master Diluc, lunch is ready for you.”
“Wrap it up, I need to take a breath of fresh air.” His hand flies to his collar to loosen it up, the room felt suffocating all of a sudden. Adelinde left his room without a word, and Diluc was left alone to bask in the silence. Wordlessly, he began cleaning up his desk. Sorting out the papers into one stack so he could deal with them later.
Under all of the papers, a romance novel laid untouched. A gift from you. He thought he lost the book, he had searched far and low, starting from his bookshelf filled with books to the backyard near the grapevines, but to no avail, the book wasn’t anywhere. Now, it appeared right in front of him, at a very obvious spot no less. Was this a sign somewhat? He couldn’t figure it out.
Book in hand, he began heading outside to the benches outside. He never got the chance to begin reading the book, today seems like a nice day to relax and unwind, the papers could be handled later.
It hits different, it hits different cause its you.
“and the winner is…drumroll please!!”
The surrounding mondstadters began clapping their hands in sync, some stomping their feet with enthusiasm. Sara held the mic closer to her mouth obviously ready to announce the winner. You were standing by Sara's side as one of the cooking competitors. Diluc could sense the nervousness radiating off you, so he did what he would do to any of his friends to calm them down, he grabbed your hand.
Hand in hand, the both of you looked at each other. you looked at diluc in shock, not sure what to say. But diuc simply smiled at you, and looked back at sara as she was about to announce the winner.
beside sara, it was jean and barbara. the both of them entered the cooking competition together just as diluc and you did. While they prepared a slightly better version of the mushroom pizza, you and Diluc decided to make a dish that diluc was a master at, called ‘once upon a time in mondstadt’
Diluc could feel your stare drop down to the intertwined hand resting in between the both of you. He squeezed your hand once, twice and looked at you for a returning squeeze with a fond smile. with blushed cheeks, you squeezed his hands twice, before turning back to sara and the crowd in front of you.
“The winner is…..diluc and yn!! congrats to the couple!”
Diluc slightly smiles at Sara’s words, and he makes no attempt to correct her or even indicate that her statement was false. Claps surround the both of you as Diluc pulls you to Sara. With her was the prize for the competition, two big pots suitable for cooking. He takes one of the pot and hands it to you, while he takes the slightly bigger pot for him to hold.
Cameras start flashing at the both of you as mondstadt journalists start flooding the scene. Slowly, the crowd starts to disperse bit by bit until it was just you and Diluc, with a few other people cleaning up the venue in the background.
“Great job there, luc. I couldn’t have done it without you.” You say as the two of you begin heading to your house, the sun slowly settling below the earth as the sunset fills the sky with a orangey hue.
“You did all the cooking and innovation, I only helped a bit.” he replies, and it was true. He helped you with the recipe and amount while you did most of the cooking. He could’ve just been labelled as moral support for you, staying by your side when you need him.
“Don’t downgrade yourself like that, you helped a lot. Like really, a lot. I don’t think I would've even entered the competition if it wasn’t for you.” you confess to him. Diluc smiles slightly, he finds himself doing a lot of that recently.
After the incident where he saved you (not really) from huffman, the two of you have been more comfortable with each other. Meeting with each other more often, having lunches, dropping by your house to give you grapes, or a drink that he wants you to taste test. You even dropped by the tavern one time, which made the whole tavern start buzzing with gossip.
Conversation flows between the two of you freely, like before. Diluc could even say that the two of you could consider each other ‘friends’ now. Though he wants more than that, he understands you need time. And he’s willing to wait. Even if it takes years, he’s willing to wait for you to fall back into his embrace.
Because that’s what Diluc realised about you, you were hesitant. Hesitant to let him too close, hesitant to let him back into your life, hesitant to let him love you like he used to.
“I finally had time to read the book you gifted me.” Diluc shifts the topic, hoping you would pick up on the signs he was trying to send to you.
“Oh really? It’s been so long since I gave you that. How was it?” You quipped, interested.
“It was…lovely. It was something out of my usual field of books, but I still enjoyed it. In fact—”
Stifled giggles dawned on him as you laughed quietly beside him. He could only look at you with a confused expression, waiting for you to explain.
“You don’t have to lie, luc. That book was horrible.”
You said in between laughs, still giggling.
Did you….trick him? What was happening? When you gave him the book, you were gushing about how it was the best that you’ve read, and how you long for a romance like the main characters in the book. He huffs when he realises what has happen. You did trick him.
“In that case, yes it was horrible. Idiotic even. Who the hell runs away with a man they just met a week ago because their mother didn’t approve of their love? she just proved why the mother should’ve not approved of the man!” Diluc begins to voice out his true opinions, and you begin to laugh.
Your laugh makes Diluc realise how much he longed for you. The way your hand covers your face as you laugh had him wanting to hold your hand by your side so he could see your face unfiltered. The burn in his stomach spreads wildly as he watches you bask in your laughter, his cheeks tinge red at the knowledge that he made you laugh. he made you laugh. he realised now, that no matter how hard life is, or no matter how long it has been, diluc will always yearn for you, the way you secretly yearn for him too.
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point-8 · 11 months
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SAY IT! FEAT:diluc, kaeya and zhongli
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DILUC
okay...he doesn't get it
he goes through all 5 stages of grief before you tell him that it was just a prank
he thinks pranks are pointless
didn't find it funny 🥲 "are you working in the tavern tonight luc'?" you were both getting ready, it was your day off so you were still in bed, having plans on returning to sleep once he left. diluc was in his base layer of clothing, a simple white collared shirt, and some black pants. "i should be...so ill be home late. don't stay up" diluc was now moving onto the second layer of his work attire, a dark vest with gold-color buttons. "wasn't planning on it, plus i might go have dinner with a friend tonight, so ill be in town if you need me tonight." he looked so handsome in the full-size mirror buttoning up the vest as he stole glances back at you. and soon enough you crashed back into the soft duvet and tried to get back to sleep "darling ill be off, i love you." he walked over to the bed, expecting a groggy 'i love you too' , but he heard nothing. diluc knew you were awake, nobody could fall asleep that fast. seeing your slight smile, he knew you were up to something. "i love you?" he tried to lightly shake you, seeing if you were just half-asleep and couldn't respond. but instead of an 'i love you too' he just got a little laughter "what's so funny? do you not return my feelings anymore?" "you really can't take a prank luc'?!" you sat up from bed, wrapping your arms around him "of course i love you too, how could i not?" you just heard him huff which, in turn, made you smile a bit "you're getting too much like kaeya" you heard him quietly grumble, but you knew he couldn't stay mad at you for long.
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KAEYA
he'll just do it back to you
he knows it's a prank, you're a little to obvious
kaeya always knows ways for him to get back at you, if thats making you pay or just doing the same thing to you, he will always get you back "tonight was really fun kaeya, thank you!" you two were walking hand-in-hand back to the shared house. it was overall a great night, kaeya took you to dinner and then walked you around mondstat, showing you secret places only knights knew about. "of course it was, you spent it with me." with a slight chuckle, he grabbed you closer as you walked up the steps and unlocked the door "god..im so tired" kaeya groaned and whined as he crashed on the couch to catch his breath and rest his eyes. "im gonna get changed ok?" you went down and kissed his forehead as the bluenette hummed in agreement. and five minutes later, you hear footsteps making their way up the stairs. not even caring to shower. he just stripped down to his boxers and jumped into bed with you. "you're disgusting." you slightly pushed his head away "but you still love me, don't you?" he managed to get closer to your face and pulled your cheeks, cooing at you "kaeya im not a baby, stop" you swat his hands away and got back into your former position to fall asleep. "well in that case, i love you darling see you in the morning." he grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, resting his head in the corner of your neck. "i said i love you." he grumbled, you could tell he was tired too "i don't love people who smell" "fine then, i don't love bitches." you let out a gasp as he took his hands off you and rolled to the other side of the bed, leaving you slightly cold. "god.. fine kaeya i love you too." now it was your turn to deal with his bullshit, and he wasn't going to give up anytime soon.
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ZHONGLI
someone please help him
you have to walk him through every single joke you make
this man has some accent ass humor tf
he would take it to heart if you don't say you love him (please make him feel better rn) stirring from your sleep, you heard footsteps, doors opening and closing, and running water. you never knew why zhongli got up so early, it was just a habit. it's not like you minded, at this hour anyone could fall asleep so easily. checking the clock above the dresser. the hands pointed to 4 and 9...it was 4:45 you groaned and tucked your head back under the blankets as you heard the water turn off and zongli enter the room again. "did i wake you?" "no no" you answered from under the blankets, voice groggy since it hadn't been used in a few hours "just woke up on accident, you keep doing what you were doing." "well, in that case, would you like to go on a walk with me this morning? it's lovely outside. all the flowers are blooming" the thought of even moving seemed miserable "it's good for health, it gets blood moving-" "maybe later?" you were already getting ready to head back to sleep. and going on a walk with him was a death trap, all he would do is take loops around and tell you every memory that happened. "well then. ill be on my way darling, i love you" he walked over and pushed your hair back to give you a kiss. then just waited above you. "what?" you said, opening your eyes to look at him, stifling a burst of laughter "have your feelings gone away for me y.n? you usually say i love you back. have i done something to upse-" "zhongli...it was a prank" "how is that a prank? you just sounded like i've made you upset." "it's funny though." "no it's not" "ok dear, i love you too" you took him into a big hug to wish him off, also as an apology. but once that door was closed, you busted out laughing. zhongli might've been one of the densest men you've ever met in your whole life. but it was also cute.
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HELP BRO I HAVENT POSTED IN LIKE A MONTH PLEASE FORGIVE ME anws school is almost out (kms) if anyone has any requests pleaasssseee send them in im running out of ideas😭
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nc-vb · 1 year
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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞
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In advance, I apologize to those who have already seen this post. I’ve had to transfer it to a new blog thanks to a seemingly permanent ban on my former main blog, @niicevibe. So this is just copy & paste from there. Sorry! This is part one of a two-part series, formerly a drabble! This part is sfw, while its eventual part two will not be!
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pairing -> diluc x fem!reader
warnings -> minors dni, slightly suggestive at the end; reader is too forward for diluc to handle; not beta'ed.
character mentions -> kaeya, fatui
word count -> 1.46k
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In feeling a pair of eyes on him as he worked, and in sensing a knowing smirk coming from the same source, Diluc sighs, lowering a freshly polished glass back down on its rack and turning your way.
“You’re staring again,” he tells you, as if you weren’t aware you’d been doing it.
“Can you blame me?” you ask him from the furthest seat of the bar, leaning your chin into your palm where your elbow rests against the bar rail. “You’re just much too pretty not to be stared at, Master Diluc. Haven’t you looked at your reflection lately?”
Clearing his throat into a gloved hand, you note the catch in his voice, and the slightest pigment of red on the apples of his cheeks, and smile.
“You’re really not used to hearing this kind of thing, are you?” you muse to him, failing to stifle a giggle when he sighs brokenly again. “Hehe.”
“When it’s coming from someone like you, _______? No. Not particularly.”
“Someone like me?” you repeat, feigning being offended by his words by placing an innocently poised hand over your heart. “Whatever do you mean, Master Diluc?”
“I mean, you’ve been hanging around Kaeya too much lately, and it’s somehow translated into you enjoying teasing and taunting those around you.”
“Not everyone,” you disagree. He raises an eyebrow. “Just you.”
“And whatever did I do to deserve such a thing?” You laugh lightly, a breathy sound that makes Diluc turn his attention down to checking on the garnishes – unfortunately for him, they’re all full; nothing to distract himself with or to excuse himself briefly from the bar area.
“Okay, well, perhaps those Fatui jerks staying at Goth’s, too, but they’re such easy targets.” Diluc doesn’t bother to repress a snort of amusement – it’s true, he agrees in his thoughts, they are. “But you’re a smart man, Master Diluc. Surely, you’ve… at least… noticed the difference?”
The difference?
It became a grand habit of sorts, you entering the Angel’s Share on the days he comes in to relieve Charles. He’d always wondered about you– is she stalking me? How in Teyvat does she know when I’m here every time? – until he'd discovered your apartment to sit adjacent to the bar when he’d notice you making your return there from the end of your shift. You’d waved to him once after that, calling his name from your balcony while he bused away empty glasses from the patio tables, something that’d startled him into nearly dropping one that had a sharp, minty fragrance settled in a pool of green at the bottom of it. But he would return an awkward raise of his hand in greeting back, anyway. And from then on, your visits became too ever-present, never ordering an alcoholic beverage, but something sweet while speaking sweetly to its maker from your coveted end stool.
Some days, you would be joined by his brother Kaeya who, after realizing you frequented the bar slightly more often than he did, took it upon himself to rub off on you. On his days at the Angel’s Share, he noticed Kaeya in you, in the way you teased him; another frustrating feat his adoptive brother managed to achieve. Yet somehow, eventually, the effect that it had on him changed. Eventually, the teasing didn’t make him heave his sighs, or have him switch with Charles when maybe, you became too much to handle on top of Kaeya. Eventually, he looked forward to whatever witty comments you threw his way so he could dish his own back, clever enough that they would have you both chuckling from the end of the bar.
So, isn’t it that you’ve become good friends? Or, at the very least, good acquaintances?
“You’ve never shied away from being an honest person, Miss _______,” Diluc finally says, his voice quiet though still audible over the noise circulating through the bar. “It’s one of the many qualities you have that I enjoy. At the very least, you seem to favour me more than most others I’ve seen you interact with.”
Your entire body pauses, lips parting in response to his words.
“What?” he says, eyebrow raised. Frustrated, you aggressively gesture at him, startling the man, from unable to form the words resting on the tip of your tongue until you realize you don’t have a choice.
“Apparently, I haven’t been honest enough,” you gripe, “if that was your reaction.”
“_______—""Because the difference in the way I mess around with the Fatui stationed in Mondstadt versus the way I like to tease you, stationed here in your bar, or on the streets, is that I don’t harbour romantic feelings for the Fatui.”
In the shadows his bangs cast, Diluc’s eyes widen, the red of his irises suddenly burning like the flames he controls. His mouth opens and closes at you like a fish out of water several times, the only sounds escaping him being ones of utter speechlessness and complete shock.
“Diluc…” Face propped up against your hand, your soft smile squished by your palm pressing your cheeks into it, and suddenly, looking at you, Diluc’s cheeks fill with the same shade of rouge as his hair, and once more does he avert his eyes. “I only tease the ones I love.”
Diluc huffs, shaking his head down at the bar top and wearing the smallest of smiles you think you may have ever seen. Content, you polish off the remainder of your non-alcoholic beverage and slide out of the stool, sliding the glass along with you on your way to where Diluc stands, only to abandon it and lean over the counter, unsuspecting to the other regulars. His throat tightens by your closeness, and to combat the pressure building in his chest, he clutches the underneath of the counter, fingers digging painfully hard into the wood in the hopes it would keep him grounded.
“I think I’ve bought enough juice here over the past year to have established myself to you,” you say, speaking quietly enough that the incoming patrons don’t overhear but at a volume that only Diluc could hear you. He swallows. “But if you care to want to reciprocate things, well…” And you chuckle breathily, your warmth hitting his already burning cheek. “You know where I live.”
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(i lowkey can't wait to get into writing the part two to this lol.)
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windykazu · 11 months
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them with an s/o who’s very chill
characters: jean and diluc
original universe, fluff, drabble
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Jean
She’s honestly happy that they’re such calm person.
It feels quite nice to just calm down for a while and have a little chat with her S/O.
Her S/O sometimes visits her office to help her with paperwork when there’s too much for her to handle, and she’s thankful for that.
One time she saw her S/O being insulted by some random citizen, and her S/O was just like, "Ok."
Jean: "S/O, are you alright? That citizen said some awful stuff to you."
S/O: "I'm alright, Jean. Don't worry"
Diluc
Oh boy, he’s glad to have such a calm S/O.
When he’s had a tiresome day, he’ll go to their shared bedroom and just lay on their lap on the bed.
He sometimes complains about things that happen at the tavern.
Like Venti gulping down a big bottle of wine and not paying for it as usual.
When his S/O tends to his wounds, he has a slight blush on his face, and whenever they ask about it, he just grumbles and tells them it's nothing.
S/O: "What's with your face? It's tinted red."
Diluc: "It's nothing.."
S/O: "Oh okay."
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dreamingcloudie · 1 year
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❛❛ Uh... are you sure there's nothing behind me? 👀 ❜❜
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✎ In which you play Phasmaphobia with Genshin Boys
Pairing(s): Diluc, Kaeya, Childe (separate!) x GN!Reader
Genre/Format: (attemped) crackfic (headcanons)
Warning(s): swearing, probably grammar mistakes, haven't written in a long time so this is rusty :')
Notes: Heyy haven't posted anything for a while, here's a little headcanon that lives rent-free in my head. I wrote this while I was tired, so it might not be good. I hope you guys enjoy it, anyways :)
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Often times it is him who does all the work, while you're just trailing behind him like a little pussy /j
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Diluc
Not that he'd mind though
(low key enjoys you hiding behind him, he just loves protecting you even if it's just a game <3)
For this round, you are feeling particularly brave
So you decided to split up and hunt for the ghost
"Are you sure, dear? I know you don't like to be on your own."
"Mhm! I'm feeling brave today."
"Alright then... if you say so."
He is hesitant, but let you do as you please
It feels odd for him to not have you by his side
Being the protective sweetheart that he is, he checks on you through the walkie-talkie
Which is very sweet of him but it also startles you sometimes
You are all alone in one of the rooms, there's nothing but silence
And all of the sudden you hear:
"(Y/n) are you okay???"
It scares the living shit out of you but you quickly realize it is only Diluc
"Yes, I'm fine! Just don't--"
Your sentence is quickly cut off when your flashlight starts to flicker uncontrollably
The next thing he knew he heard you screaming bloody murderer through the proximity chat
Kaeya
Oh boy
This mf doesn't take the game seriously lol
He would definitely try to flirt with the ghost and also crack a few jokes here and there just to mess with you
"Lisa Jackson! Are you single?"
*no response*
"Dang, she ghosted me."
"...Really."
Another thing is, when you guy split up and you try to talk to him through the walkie-talkie
He would purposely not to respond to you, making you to think that he was dead
Only for him to somehow sneak up behind you without you noticing
"Boo."
"Oh my Archons, Kaeya!"
When he really died though, he would throw objects at you to annoy you
I could also imagine him giving you the wrong directions, leading you toward the ghost when it's in hunting mode
2/10 would not recommend playing with him 😔
Childe
We all know this man likes to fight everything and anything
So you bet your ass he would be hunting the ghost down ASAP the moment he loads into the game
Unfortunately for him, there are no fighting mechanics in this game
So the closest thing that he could do similar to fighting is to charge in with a smudge stick
"Do not worry, (Y/n)! Your big and strong boyfriend is here to fend off the ghosts! Now, please hand me the lighter so I can light this thing up."
"Uh, I thought you have it on you???"
"..."
Well, it is too late for you guys
Childe loves to challenge himself
He thought this game would be easy so he chose the highest difficulty and the biggest map possible
Which is a huge mistake
The ghost is already in hunting mode and chasing you guys down
Without a lit smudge stick, there's no other way for you to prevent the ghost from hunting you
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atlalaus · 2 years
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Zhongli and Diluc x gn!reader (separately)
HEADCANNONS: what are they like as a boyfriend?
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Zhongli
zhongli always takes you on really sweet dates (that you're paying for)
but he's still so sweet about not having money
"my love, im sorry but i appear to have no mora. we could go somewh-" and before he finishes his sentence you've already given a pouch of mora to he shopkeeper
zhongli also spends a lot of time pampering you
always praising you, taking you out, carrying you, etc.
hes always so quick to apologize have he's done anything he deem's rude or disrespectful
zhongli is definitely a 10/10 boyfriend
hes so polite and kind, and he gives you time and space often when/if you need it
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Diluc
diluc is also so sweet?!!??
he also gives the best cuddles
he wake up half an hour earlier than usually to cook you breakfast in bed before waiting for you to wake up
"good morning darling, i made breakfast for you"
he'd sit with a small smile on his face as he watches you eat
diluc is also a 10/10 boyfriend
hes also so polite and pampers you way to much
he'll give you anything and everything you want, diluc loves you so much and hope you feel the same
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bad editing and badly proofread
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teaberrii · 2 years
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Wrong Girl
You’re off limits. Is that why it's happening night after night?
Diluc/You
Notes: Cross-posted on Ao3.
Warnings: Sexual content
In the silence of the night came a moan… and another… and another. The way your walls hug his tongue fuels his sinful desire whenever he tastes you. The way your walls milk his hungry tongue still buried deep inside you always has Diluc craving and begging for more. Then, he moves up and uses his knee to keep your legs pried apart. Finally, he captures your mouth in a heated kiss. He wants you to taste yourself. To taste how delicious you are.
His tongue lures yours in an enticing dance. He can never get enough. You're like a drug he's more than willing to get high on. The brief moments when he allows you air, you gasp. Diluc kisses you harder, deeper as if his life depended on it. His hands roam your naked body, feeling every curve until he finds what he's looking for. And you, the woman he craves for, are more than willing to give it to him.
Your body arches into his touch as it feels on fire with how his fingers work you from within. Then, finally, your hands find his broad shoulders, and you cry loudly when he hits that one spot.
“...I want you to beg,” you hear him quietly beside your ear.
But, instead, you roll him over until you’re straddling him. “No,” you say breathlessly. “I want you to beg.”
Then, you move down and take him inside the warmth of your mouth. His hand winds up in your hair as he gently pushes you down further. Your tongue works wonders on him as he moves his hips to your pace. Another hand grips the bedsheets tightly as he watches you take him even more. A breath is caught in his throat when your eyes flicker to him. Is it the playful glint? Whatever it is, the anticipation is killing him.
Soon, the room fills with Diluc's soft pants and the lewd noises of your hungry tongue. His body tenses as he basks in the pleasure that only you can make him feel. Finally, when he feels that one sensual motion of your tongue, he crumbles like sand.
You move up to straddle him once again. This time, your sex is rubbing against his. Diluc watches you lick your lips that are stained with the result of your efforts. You lean closer to him. "...I want you, Diluc."
Oh, but how wrong you are. But, it's just you and him. So, after a long kiss of the tongues, Diluc holds your hips and thrusts into you. Your walls clench tightly around him as he mutters, "Fuck…."
Your hands fly to his shoulders to steady you as the man below you moves his hips in circles. You move with him, your walls gripping him harder every time you come down. Soon, a mix of moans echoes throughout the room. Your sweet fragrance is now replaced by the smell of sex that permeates the room.
Diluc feels your nails dig into his shoulders as his pace gets faster… and faster… until an unexplainable heat spreads throughout his body. Then, with one powerful thrust, he hears a disembodied ringing that sends his head pounding, and the moans slowly fade…
Diluc’s eyes snap open.
He immediately sits up on his bed. His body feels hot, as if he just finished a run. He groans, turns off his alarm and falls back on his bed.
When will this ever stop? You're his friend, for goodness sake. But, now Diluc is questioning everything. Does he really see you as just a friend? He slightly shakes his head. Well, he has to. Why? Because you're his brother's girlfriend.
Bzzt. Bzzt. Diluc reaches over and sees your name on the screen. But that doesn't mean a part of him wishes you are suffering just as much as he is.
End Notes: I was in the mood for a one-shot... and this idea popped into my head. So, here it is. XD. Not me procrastinating on what I should be working on...
Tag List: @suoshiii @lordbugs
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ariiluvsyou · 2 years
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omg.. I WAS JUST SCROLLING THROUGH MY TUMBLR PAGE AND FOUND YOUR PAGE..!! I absolutely am inlove with your **amazing** pieces.. especially the shinsou one-- oh and i heard you make stories abt genshin mens sooo~~ i would like to request a diluc x f!reader please!! i pref fluffs, im fine with nsfw one! <3 💅🏼 take your time no need to rush hun 🙌🏽
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Authors Note: AWW THANK YOUUU <33 Diluc is honestly one of my favs, neck and neck with Itto BUT I LOVE HIM SM SO YOU CHOSE WELL!! Also thanks for being my first genshin request! I’m excited to add a new category to my masterlist :) I made this extra fluffy w lots of care, enjoy!! ♡ (⇀ 3 ↼)
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Diluc Ragnvindr x F!Reader
Description: Diluc has a problem with allowing himself to relax, but thankfully due to careful planning you managed to clear his schedule for a full day of tender love and care. 
Rating: Fluff
Disclaimer: Domestic Relationship, New/Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks
Word Count: 1,623
Links:  Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List
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You were the person Diluc trusted most in his life, however, he still had problems with being vulnerable. At times your boyfriend was distant and awkward in the relationship, unsure sure of how to initiate a conversation or physical touch with this unfamiliar chapter of his life. This paired with his need to provide for you made it especially hard for him to open up about his own needs.
Diluc's number one priority was to make you feel comfortable, making sure the maids that served you were top their, that you were healthy at all times, and that everything your heart desired was met.
But you couldn't help but feel he was a hypocrite when he comes home at an ungodly hour with his hair matted, muscles aching, and wobbly legs indicating he was about to pass out. Many times have you seen him falling asleep on his desk barely keeping his eyes open while he rambles about a weeks worth of tasks he must complete in one day. It honestly breaks your heart, so while Diluc took a well-needed nap you had managed to evenly distribute his tasks between the other servants and Kaeya to allow your boyfriend to finally have a day off.
The moment Diluc woke up from his nap he let out a loud groan, rubbing the crust from his eyes as he realized he probably was drooling in his sleep. You let out an airy laugh from your position in the corner of the room watching as he grumbled out something along the lines of "good morning" though it was late into the afternoon.
Suddenly as if realizing something was wrong he turned in the bed, his large hand slapping on the bedside table. "Love? Where's my alarm?"
His voice became panicked as he rolled out of bed, his legs still tangled in the comforter causing him to come slamming into the hardwood floor. You stood up quickly rushing to help him to his feet not missing the way he swayed with exhaustion. Seems even after a full ten hours of sleep it wasn't enough to catch him up.
"'Luc, hey relax. It's fine-"
You attempt to console him but his half-asleep craze had a clear goal to find a clock. He nodded his head mindlessly at your words before attempting to walk out the bedroom door despite the blanket still pooling at his ankles. He tripped on more but with your firm grip on his bicep, you helped him walk into the living room.
"It's two?! How could I have slept so late, where is my clock? I know I set it for six a.m., I specifically told the maids to wake me up if I'm not at breakfast by seven! Where Adelinde?" Diluc yells the head housemaid's name and you can't help but smiles at him.
Diluc looked unbelievably cute, his hair all messy with a slight curl at the end since it's out of its usual ponytail, his angry face and his twitching eyebrow, his silk white pajamas he swears are the most comfortable thing he owns. Everything about him had your heart hammering.
"I told Adelinde and some of the maids to take the day off, the others are completing tasks." You explain gently, grabbing his hand and bringing him to the large couch. Diluc had a confused look across his face as he watched you prepare the fireplace in front of him.
"Why on Earth would you do that? Did you steal my alarm clock too?" Your boyfriend crossed his arms, a scolding on the tip of his tongue as he would to a child. You rolled your eyes, lighting the wood you had set up to be engulfed in the warmth of the flame.
"Because, my love," he blushed at the nickname, while it was common for him to call you terms of indearment you usually just called him 'Luc, "you deserve a day off. I don't even want you to worry about work, it's all gonna be taken care of."
You made your way towards his lap, watching as his deep crimson eyes stared into yours challengingly. "And how are you gonna manage that, hm?" His body was stiff under yours, still a bit uncomfortable with the physical contact you two were making but you gently grabbed his arms to wrap around your waist, letting him know it was okay.
"Magic," you said vaguely, laughing at the annoyed groan he let out. "But how will I know your 'magic' does it right? What about my...nightly duties?"
"I got it all under control, today we are gonna do absolutely nothing and I promise there will be no mess for you to clean up tomorrow. Don't you trust me?" You knew the answer from how he leaned back into the couch, his fingers gently flexing around your waist to pull you closer.
His eyelids closed as he took in the warm feeling you always caused him, he couldn't understand how he got so lucky. You were always so sweet with him, never holding his flaky schedule and empty promises for dates against him. You knew his job was important to him and that he would always make it up to you and yet he still felt guilty about it. He supposed now was a good opportunity to make up for all that time lost when his desk called his name.
As he snapped out of his trance to notice the items on the table he shook his head. "So now that you got me trapped your gonna torture me?"
The contents on the table were some of your products, a strawberry face mask, so eye bag gel, a lip scrub, and even a special detangling brush you bought for your boyfriend's lushes red locks. "See, this is why we belong together, you read my mind!"
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Diluc was beginning to regret his life choices.
He sat on the floor, his back against the couch while his arms and legs were surrounded by pillows, with a sticky pink gel on his face and two poorly cut cucumber slices over his eyes.
"Are the cucumbers truly necessary?" He grumbles, handing you his other hand as you clean the dirt from under his nails and add clear polish to rejuvenate his hands.
"Yes 'Luc, we gotta get rid of those horrendous eyebags," you comment through a teasing smile despite his vision being obscured by the green vegetable. "They aren't that bad," your boyfriend attempted to defend despite knowing the lack of rest took a huge toll on his body.
You hummed, finishing up painting his pinkie with clear polish since he refused any color, deeming he wouldn't want to stoop to Kaeya's level with his signature black nails.  As you blew on his hand to help the product dry you used your other hand to reach for the brush.
"I'm going to take care of your hair now, I think the stuff I put earlier should have settled." This was the part he'd been waiting for, you had an obsession with Diluc's hair and he loved to indulge you in it. His stomach always did flips whenever your fingers brush his scalp.  
You moved to sit on the couch behind his head, plucking off the cucumbers from his face and throwing it in a bowl before throwing your thighs over his shoulders and grouping his red hair in your hands. "Your hair is getting longer, I think it's a little longer than your butt now," the brush combed through his soft hair, admiring the blend of warm colors to create your boyfriend's signature blazing hair color. "But your gonna have to get a trim soon, your ends are split."
"I was thinking about cutting a couple of inches off, it's becoming a bit of a hassle." Diluc had to bite back a whine when you began to massage his head, grateful he always encouraged you to pamper yourself when he felt the pointy manicured ends of your nails scratch his scalp.
"Don't you dare! I love your hair, when your too tired to do it let me know and I'll do it for you," your genuineness was evident with how tender you were when brushing out the knots, carefully smoothing along the detangled areas. He swears he couldn't be more relaxed by your touch.
For a long moment, there was a comfortable silence, the crackling sound of the fire lulling Diluc to sleep once more much to his annoyance. He wanted to be awake, to keep feeling the love you practically drowned him in. But now he was regretting his late-night antics as the Darknight Hero.
"Don't sleep yet, we gotta wash off your face mask," you reached to grab a washcloth that had been soaking in a bowl of warm water using it to gently wipe the mask from his face. "Oh my gosh look! You got an eyelash on your face, hold on I'll blow it," your gentle breath cooled his warm skin, and after a moment of blowing you placed a kiss on his cheek.
"You made your wish right?" You question, running your fingers through his hair once more. Diluc nodded, avoiding eye contact as he could feel his face turn as red as his hair.
"Beleive it or not I'm still tired," he groaned, standing up from his spot as he complains about his ass being sore from sitting on the floor. "Then let's go to sleep, hope you enjoyed your pampering," you teased, grabbing onto his hair and swinging it around. It was then he realized you embarrassingly braided his hair into two pigtails.
"Y/N, I look like a little girl!"
"Aww, don't be like that it's cute on you!" |♡|—–|♡|   BONUS: “My love...why are their people talking about the Darknight Hero having a new sidekick? I swear to the archons is Kaeya shows up here trying to discuss some stupid superhero names with me I will--”
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mmmairon · 6 months
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Idk if this is weird or not but could you draw Diluc telling me— someone they did a good job?
Not having the best time and I love your Diluc so much 😅
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oh anon :( i hope this brings you some form of comfort <3
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bunny-rambles · 2 years
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hi 👋
may i request no.12 with a reader that gets poisoned with diluc, childe, ayato, scara and zhongli’s reactions?? like maybe they get poisoned by the fatui or abyss order or something hehe. you can make it angsty or hurt/comfort-y as much as you want!! and if you dont wanna do this or want to change it up thats fine too!! have fun with it :))
- anon who sent the ask about “the king” and scara :)))
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characters; Diluc, Childe, gn reader (separate)
cw/tw; Angst, minimal fluff, ambiguous endings, mentions of death, poisoning, fighting, hinted at reader being a harbinger with a sword in Childe’s but it can be seen as a normal reader too, vague spoilers for Diluc’s backstory, mentions of blood - read with caution, this is pure angst.
word count; 800+ Diluc, 700+ Childe
notes; For king anon - omg I’m so sorry this took forever. I picked Childe and Diluc for now but if you’d like a Scara one I’m sure I’d be able to attempt to do that one too. If enough people like this, or just you king anon, I’ll consider making up a follow up to this. Tried to do one while writing this but it looked kind of messy;;; with that said, I hope you enjoy but be warned, it’s very angsty.
Please reblog if you like this!!
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Diluc
Life with Diluc was peaceful.
You rarely argued, you lived in a nice house with the love of your life, really you couldn’t ask for anything better. From an outsider's perspective, the red head was the perfect partner. He was a gentleman. Kind, understanding and not to mention how handsome he was - it was truly no wonder why the winery tycoon was one of the most sought out men in the whole of Mondstat. And for the most part, they would be right. Diluc was perfect. However, there was one small exception.
Your partner had a penchant for danger.
Sometimes he would come home with his clothes torn. unexplainable injuries on his body. At one point, you swore he was wearing a mask when he thought it was dark enough to keep himself hidden in the shadows, away from your prying eyes. In the beginning of your relationship, he would be gone for days without any explanation, only to tell you that there was nothing to worry about and that he was ‘taking care of business’. It happened less now that you had moved in, but there was the occasional night you would turn over, only to be greeted by a cold, vacant spot where your lover was supposed to be. Thankfully, it didn’t happen nearly enough to have a dire impact on your relationship, and it seemed like he had it under control. Besides, how could you be mad at him when smiles at you like that, assuring you that everything was fine?
So, reluctantly, you left it alone. If it got too out of control, you would convince him to stop - but it was getting rarer and rarer, so the worries finally began to cease. This was fine. You were going to be okay. You kept telling yourself that until you believed it, and soon enough you did. You were going to be just fine.
Now those thoughts are the farthest thing from your mind.
Steady hands cupped around the warm tea cup, a content hum leaving your lips as you savoured the sweet taste on your tongue. The weather was wonderful today, a clear blue sky with a light, pleasant breeze - it was the perfect weather to sit outside and enjoy some fresh air with your lover. Instead of tea, he decided to go for his favourite, an ice cold glass of freshly squeezed grape juice. While one hand held his drink, his other was intertwined loosely with yours. You both talked freely, about whatever topic came to mind, acting as if you had all the time in the world for each other. If only time froze, keeping you in this precious moment of tranquillity. Fate, however, was not that kind.
You giggled quietly when you noticed him raise his glass to his lips, only to be confused when he realised it was empty. He let out an embarrassed chuckle before rising from his seat. “I’ll be right back, would you like some more tea?”
“No, no. I’m okay for now.” You politely declined, the small smile on your lips growing when he pecked your hand before letting go, disappearing from your view.
Your eyes trailed down to a warm sensation on your leg, grinning when you saw a stray cat rubbing itself up against you. “Hello, little one.” One of your hands scratched behind the feline's ears, letting out a soft laugh when it started to purr. It didn’t last long though, springing up saunter away towards the back of the winery. “Where are you off to, hm?” You questioned, getting up to follow. Curiosity killed the cat, as they say.
One moment you were following along, when the next…
“Now!”
From the nearby bushes, you heard a whispered command and the rustling of leaves. That was all you remember before your vision began to darken.
“Shit, it’s not him.”
“Not who?” An enraged claymore wielder seethed, flaming weapon in hand. The fatui guards who had been hiding there didn’t get a chance to defend themselves, before they heard the battle cry of Mondstats hero - burn.
He didn’t waste any more time before he was cradling you in his arms, his breathing harsh and ragged. “No, no, no! Stay with me!” His hand was on your arm, where you had been shot with a poisoned arrow. So much red… His hand was stained with it, your sleeve was drowned in it. This seemed eerily familiar when the bright sky started to darken, light raindrops falling on the desperate man.
“No, please- Please, not you too. Not you-“ His breath catches in his throat before he could finish, his sight being blurred. Was it by the tears, or the rain? He couldn’t care less. His loved one was dying, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
No.
It wasn’t going to end like this. He was not losing you. “Never again.” Rasped the red head, lifting you from the ground with steady arms. His legs moved before he could even think about where he was going. He thought the knights were inefficient for letting his father die. He would make sure with you, they would not make the same mistake twice.
Childe
“Keep it up, comrade!”
Your sword swiftly sliced across the body of your opponent, and you were unable to not smirk triumphantly when its body disintegrated into ash. Just a few feet away, Tartaglia was finishing up his own fight - you could tell by the way he had stopped taunting, there was no need to if the enemy couldn’t hear him anymore. Still, this was no time to be treating this as just a difficult sparring session. This place was crawling with abyss creatures, and you were barely any distance away from the portal you had come in from.
“That was fun.” Your partner chuckled, finally coming up to your side. You simply rolled your eyes, sheathing your weapon.
“Glad someone’s enjoying themselves. Just… Stay focused.” You didn’t like this place. You cleared out enemy camps with your partner often, but nothing like this. And the air felt so thick… You could barely breathe. You flinched when a hand came down on your shoulder, hand inches away from the weapon you had just put away.
“Don’t worry comrade, I’ll protect you! I’m familiar with the abyss, after all.” He chuckled again, but you heard how it was tainted, his voice coated in the darkness of the crushing depths. Involuntarily, you shivered. His thumb rubbed your shoulder gently before slowly pulling his hand away. You swore his touch still lingered even after it had gone. With red tinged cheeks, you cleared your throat and carried on forward. Stay alert, you told yourself. Even if you were with the biggest distraction, who was currently grinning to himself like a school boy on his first field trip.
How long had it been? Hours, weeks?
Keeping track of time was even more difficult than fighting all the hostile creatures. Even your partner seemed to be a little worn down by this point, the smile on his lips morphing into one of stern seriousness. His hand had been on your waist the entire time, sticking good to his promise of protecting you while you were here. Ajax was always sweet, but even so, things like this already made your chest feel warm.
“Wait.” You suddenly spoke, your hand latching at his side to get him to stop moving.
“What is it?”
You didn’t respond, but something felt off. The air had grown colder and the blackened smoke that was around your feet started to rise. Something was coming but you didn’t know what. You drew your weapon, the ginger quickly following suit, the two of you on high alert. Cautiously, you took a step.
Maniacal laughter echoed around the two of you as the smoke continued to rise. You were starting to feel dizzy, the suspicious mist entangling around your throat so you couldn’t breathe. The sword slipped through your fingers and clanged loudly on the floor, alerting your partner who was still holding on to you.
“Hey. What-“ Ugh. When did his head start hurting so much? This mist… He gasped quietly when he finally realised what was going on. “We’ve been poisoned! We need to get back to the portal, now!” The order was barked out by the harbinger, but he had no response other than shallow, harsh breathing. He turned his head to look at you, his face paling when he saw how you had become limp by his side. The only reason you were still partially upright was because of his iron grip around your waist. The worst thing about your appearance was how a trail of blood had started to trickle down from your nose.
“No, come on- Y/N, wake up!” He shook your shoulders desperately, heart sinking in his chest as your head flopped around and drooped downwards. He could hear that cackling only growing closer, caving in on the both of you. Even if he was the only one conscious, he was still vulnerable, so there was no way he could fight this - not with your life on the line.
It was usually you who was the responsible one, you saving his ass when the battle got too much, you who took care of him… He wasn’t sure he could do this without you. Abyss, be damned. You were more important. His strength had diminished drastically, but he still forced himself to haul you onto his back, swinging your limo arms and legs around his body as he ran as fast as he could to the ominous glow on the entrance you had come in from. Any place was better than here if it didn’t take you back home. He’d get you to a doctor, you’d be okay. He’d make sure of it.
He doesn’t break promises. He wasn’t starting today.
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calqlate · 8 months
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RE: LOVE & LIFE | ONE
— SOMEONE WHO CARES
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SERIES MASTERLIST | PREVIOUS CHAPTER | NEXT CHAPTER
PAIRING(S): zhongli x f! reader + diluc x f! wife! reader
SUMMARY: As the wife of the famous big shot in the wine industry, you have everything you could ever ask for — a beautiful mansion, endless wealth, servants at your beck and call... However, you lack the one thing you yearn for: love. With your beloved husband neglecting you and being stuck in a loveless marriage, you decide to end it all, only to be stopped by a man whom you have never met before, and who also coincidentally happens to be your soulmate. In addition, there just might seem to be more than what meets the eye in regards to your peculiar soulmate, and you just might have to find that out for yourself.
TAGLIST: @crescentmoonnn + @deeomi + @esthelily + @mshope16 + @nerdiel-has-no-braincells
A/N: sorry for the wait, i've been struggling with the biggest writer's block as of february :") here's the long-awaited chapter, please enjoy ^^
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As you walked off the plane and step foot onto the arrival hall of Liyue's airport, you combed some stray locks of hair falling into your face. Sitting through a five-hour flight while sending emails and settling a whole load of paperwork (which had been uploaded onto an online folder courtesy of your secretary Giselle) had you red-eyed and ready to take a good three-hour nap. You were presently on a business trip to meet a partner who was keen on investing in your company to expand and establish a branch of its own in Liyue. The said partner in question was Fatui Network, a trading company renowned for having a seemingly shrewd CEO who had the 'magic touch': any business she was interested in and chose to invest in seemed to turn out successful, and you were hoping for good things when she reached out to contact you when you chose to expand your business.
You were scanning the crowd for the person who was arranged to pick you up when you spotted a gingerhead in the crowd waving eagerly at you. You raised an eyebrow up at him and he gave wide, exaggerated nods as if to say "Yes, it's me!".
You dragged your luggage over to him and gave him a quick once-over. The man was fair-skinned with blue eyes that seemed to have seen many things in life despite his young exterior. He wore a bright smile which exuberated a youthful and bright energy. You greeted him with a smile and extended a hand for a handshake, "Nice to meet you. I'm [F/N] Ragnvindr, CEO of Aster Cosmetics. You must be the representative from the Fatui Network, right?"
The gingerhead grinned and shook your hand back, "I'm actually one of the directors there. The name's Ajax Tartaglia, nice to meet you."
You raised your brows and drew your hand back along with him, "I didn't think your CEO would send a director to meet me."
"Oh, we must," Ajax said, "You're a valuable business partner of ours. It's only right for one of the higher-ups to pick you up and show you around."
"That's kind of you, please deliver my sincerest thanks to your CEO," you smiled.
"That, I will," Ajax smiled, "Now, shall I show you to your hotel?"
Ajax proved himself fun to be around: he was a great conversationalist and naturally made you feel at ease. He made you feel as if both of you were friends for a long time even though you had just met less than an hour ago. He was different from the usual directors that you met on business talks and trips, and he was like the breath of fresh air you never knew you needed.
"Speaking of, Mr. Tartaglia, isn't the Fatui Network based in Snezhnaya?" you asked as the taxi the both of you were riding up pulled up to the hotel.
"We are, but I flew down a few days ago to check in on our Liyue branch," Ajax explained.
Both of you stepped out of the taxi and he rounded to the back to retrieve your luggage.
"You are the hands-on type, I see," you said with a teasing smile.
"It's good to see to things personally," Ajax smiled, rolling your luggage beside him as the both of you stepped into the hotel.
The lobby was grand and sparkling, with a huge glittering chandelier hanging from the ceiling as a centerpiece. There were sofas placed round small tables, with a vase of flowers on top of each table. The floor was covered in dark marble and it was so smooth and shiny that one could see their own reflection against it.
As Ajax went up to the service counter to get your room booking, you pulled out your phone to check your text messages. Just a few from Jean and Kaeya, but none from the person you were hoping to hear from. A slight pang of disappointment filled the pit of your stomach as you sighed through your nose. You were delusional for actually hoping for a response from him, were you not?
"Mrs. Ragnvindr, are you ready to go?"
You snapped your head up to see Ajax waving your key card idly inbetween his fingers and you shot him an apologetic smile.
"Apologies, I'm coming," you slipped your phone back into your purse and took quick steps to catch up to Ajax, pushing the thoughts of him into the back of your mind.
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Despite the small little blemish that was the disappointment you felt earlier in the day, Ajax seemed to wash it all away by distracting you with the itinerary he had planned for the day. He had chosen good restaurants and cafés to have lunch and dinner and went through your proposals during the short coffee breaks.
All the distractions wore off once you were back into the confines of your hotel suite. The room was booked based on your husband's terms, which were pretty adamant demands according to Ajax.
What use is giving me a luxurious room when I've got no one to share it with? You sighed as you peeled your heels off and clambered onto the sofa which was designed for aesthetics first and comfort second. The armrest dug into your side uncomfortably and you adjusted yourself to make yourself feel more comfortable. You dug into your purse again to retrieve your phone.
There were still no texts from him.
You decided to give your husband a call via Facetime. After all, there was only a one-hour difference and it was only 11pm in Mondstadt then. Your husband was still awake and you knew that he would only sleep in the wee hours of the morning.
You placed your phone standing upright on the table, leaning your phone against the ceramic vase for support. You sat up straight eagerly, waiting for your husband to pick up.
"Hello?"
Your eyes brightened as you watched the screen shift in perspective. Diluc's hand was covering the screen partially as he moved his phone, the screen coming to a standstill as he placed his phone on a solid surface. Diluc's hair was slightly disheveled and ran down the sides of his face. Upon closer inspection, you realised that he had rather deep set eyebags beneath his eyes, and his skin looked paler than usual, making him seem ghostly.
"Diluc," you started, "Are you alright?"
"I'm doing fine," he was curt in his response, choosing not to look at you. You could hear the sounds of a typing keyboard in the background, so you knew he was still working while on the line with you. His eyes never left his laptop as he asked, "What about you? Is the room comfortable enough for you?"
"The suite is great, thank you," you muttered.
There was a moment of silence as neither one of you said anything. The only sound being heard was the clacking of his keyboard and the occasional clicks of his mouse.
"Is that all?" Diluc asked, "If so, you should hang up and go to bed."
"You should go to bed too," you whispered, "It's already so late and you're still working."
"You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine."
"The eyebags under your eyes say otherwise," you countered.
"They are none of your concern," he said, his voice solid and holding his ground. There was another beat of silence before he said, "That's all for tonight. Goodnight."
With that, the call went dead and your screen went black. The calls with Diluc were always like this, and you really should not be surprised or even had expected something more. He was merely your husband in name, and his feelings were not yours to bend at your will.
A few involuntary tears escaped your eyes and you wiped them away quickly. What use was it to be the wife of a rich man when this marriage was loveless and cold? It went against all expectations you had of marriage: you had wanted to be married to a man who would shower you in endless love, be it a wealthy man or a homeless one. As long as you were loved, you would be okay.
However, you were not loved in the slightest, and you were not alright by any means.
You walked right towards the door and slipped your heels back on again. You needed some fresh air, so off to the rooftop you went.
The hotel had a swimming pool on the top floor which oversaw the entire city. At present, the neon city lights glittered against the still waters, which were glowing in a seemingly neon blue colour, thanks to the lights installed on the pool's tiles. You walked right to the edge of the pool which was close to the glass panels separating the pool from the sky. You closed your eyes, feeling the cool night breeze against your face.
After your grandfather passed away, your parents learnt of your grandfather's will to have you marry the eldest Ragnvindr son, and they were more than happy to pretty much sell you off to the said famous family. You remembered that they did not even bat an eye when they did so, saying it was all for strengthening the family's ties with the social circle of the wealthy, but you could care less. It seemed that in this world, no one was truly on your side.
You kicked your heels off and climbed onto the seats a little far off the pool, their backs facing the glass panels. You closed your eyes and held your hands up, walking in a single line as if you were walking on a tightrope.
I wonder, if I fell off here, would there be anyone who will care?
Suddenly, you tripped on an uneven cushion and swerved to your side, the side that was close to the glass panels. Your eyes flew open as you let out a silent scream, watching your life flash before your very eyes as you fell into impending doom.
By fate or some sort of miracle, someone grabbed your other hand and yanked you away from the edge, pulling you straight into something solid. Your eyes screwed themselves shut as you careened into something… or someone. You opened your eyes to see that you have found yourself in the arms of a dark-haired man, whose eyes were brimming with tears as he whispered the string of words you were not expecting to hear from a complete stranger.
"Please stay alive for me."
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cosmicisms · 10 months
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random diluc drabble
gn!reader
synopsis: you and diluc relaxing outside :)
warnings: none really. angst if you squint.
authors note: the weather’s been really nice and i wanna spend it with diluc :(
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the sun warmed up the idyllic nation of freedom, with a pleasant breeze to cool it down. a cloudless blue sky lay above you, and the lush green grass sat below you. a textbook example of a perfect summer’s day.
diluc ragnivindr, your partner, sat next to you, taking in the serenity of the moment. you two were in windrise, the spot you had chosen for your date.
during weather like this, many either flocked to falcon coast to cool down, or stayed inside, leaving the both of you with the place to yourselves. hearing the rustle of the leaves while you rested against the trunk of the archaic tree, and tasting the wind which carried promises of a nice relaxing day was just what you needed.
diluc, although he didn’t really show it with his crimson eyes constantly on the lookout for trouble, was equally as calm as you. it had taken some convincing for him to leave his work and spend some time outside with you. diluc hated idling around, but the redhead’s complaints died down the minute you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes.
his arm was wrapped around your shoulders, keeping you close to him as you both sat there. his free hand held yours, tracing small circles into the skin with his thumb. his shoulders and jaw had loosened up as well, a sign that he wasn’t stressed. neither of you spoke, simply enjoying each other’s presence.
it was a rare sight to see diluc in such a casual state, but you enjoyed every second of it. the calm rise and fall of his chest, the steady beat of his heart, and the pleasant warmth of his body heat. all of those factors brought you more joy and relaxation than any amount of sunny days.
“you asleep down there?” diluc’s low and sultry voice brought you back to your surroundings. moving to sit up and look at him, you gave him a smile. “nope.”
“good, because there’s something i wish to ask of you, my dear.” diluc said, looking into your eyes. you tilted your head to the side and raised your eyebrow. “yeah?”
“can i make a flower crown for you?” he spoke with a tinge of shyness to his voice whilst squeezing your hand. the request caught you by surprise, making you giggle.
“sure, go for it.” you smiled and watched as diluc plucked some nearby flowers to weave into a simple, yet beautiful crown. you patiently waited, enamoured with his every move. his experience as a bartender meant his skilled hands worked carefully as to not damage the flowers in any way.
“where’d you learn how to make these anyway?” you asked as he worked. diluc glanced up at you before returning his attention to the flowers. “during a simpler time.” he replied after a moment. he left it at that, so you decided to drop it.
“i wonder if the turtles have hatched yet.” you wondered aloud. diluc once again looked up a you. “most likely. summer is the time around which they hatch.” he murmured, adding another flower to the crown.
“you had a pet turtle, right?” you loved hearing him talk. diluc despised small talk, but with you… he could make an exception.
“yeah, i did.” he nodded, and you could’ve sworn you caught the smallest glimpse of a fond smile on his face. “turtles are great pets. smart, interesting…”, he trailed off before adding quietly, “cute”.
“how about we get a pet turtle?” you proposed, only half joking. diluc eyed you warily. “no thanks. you’re already enough to manage as is.”
you scoffed and slapped his arm playfully. “thanks so much.” you said dryly, crossing your arms. diluc only chuckled, the sound of which made you blush.
“you know i’m joking.” he said, mirth in his eyes. “here you are.” diluc placed the flower crown, woven with care and love, onto your head. you smiled despite his playful slight at you.
“it’s beautiful.” you murmured, giving him a grateful look. “also… why did you ask if i was awake to make it? would you not just put it on me if i was asleep?” you asked curiously.
diluc looked at you with a noticeable blush on his cheeks. “i wanted to watch how your eyes lit up.” he stated earnestly, giving you a tiny smile. his words made your heart flutter, and you moved to sit even closer to him.
“well, thank you. it’s a really nice gift.” you said, pressing a kiss to his slightly chapped lips. diluc returned it with equal softness, cupping your face in his scarred hand. “you look wonderful.” he breathed and took a moment to admire the sight of you in front of him.
the birds sang the song of a peaceful day while you and diluc relaxed in the shade of the symbol of mondstadt’s hero.
with you in his arms, diluc closed his eyes for a moment, casting his mind back to when him and kaeya were young and making flower crowns for each other, hiding in the coolness of the grape vineyards. it had been such a long time since then.
opening his eyes to place a featherlight kiss on your forehead, diluc felt his mouth twist into a smile. you were his future, so he would no longer think of his past.
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GOOD MORNING! FEAT: CHILDE, AYATO, AND DILUC
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CHILDE
he sleeps in whale pajamas he's had snice he was 8 years old.
they don't fit him anymore, so he just wears the top to sleep
snores loud af
(please stfu)
plays some stupid ass noise to help him sleep
he can't wake up fast enough to make it to morning meetings
so you usually make breakfast most days
when (if) he does wake up, he'll just stand there. watching you. with his beady little blue eyes "childe, please let go..." you needed to get to a very important meeting in the morning, and your boyfriend just wouldn't let go. and you were running short on time "childe i need to go to a meeting." since you weren't even close to his strength, he had you traped until he wanted you to leave the covers. "just...just 5 more minutes darling." he was drooling on your arm, his leg lazily tossed over yours, forever trapping you. "no, childe. let me go." you started playfully thrashing around to get an attempt to scurry out of bed and run away before he could drag you back in. and the most chide did was let out a groan. and it didn't help that you were getting pretty close to falling back asleep, probably as childe planned. "just.. just 5 more minutes ok y/n? then we can go and-" you took him relaxing to toss yourself out of bed, on the floor, with a thud. "PFFT-" childe stifled laughter, well looks who was finally awake. "FUCK-" you rolled onto your back, groaning in pain "can you wake up now childe?" you slowly made your way back on your feet. "no, well-" his grabby little hands reached out to grab you "no, i can't wake up." and now back to square one, stuck in his arms. "childe-" "shhh shhhh~ shhhh~~~~ go to bed" he was cradling you like a baby, stroking your hair and whispering in your ear. (creepy much?) "ok...just 5 more minutes ok childe?" yeaaa... 5 minutes my ass. it was an hour until childe's alarm finally got him up. and while it was good that you were his secretary because you knew you couldn't get fired. but that meeting had a lot of information that was vital for the fatui's success. well! "y.n~~" he placed soft kisses on your face "good morning~!" "childe... what time is it." you knew you'd overslept, you felt like it was a weekend. "childe." "it's 8.00 AM..." "AJAX!" you flew out of bed, listening to childe's laughs and giggles "GOD FUCKING DAMNIT, YOU FIX YOUR OWN BREAKFAST." going to your closet throwing basically everything out, and put on the collared shirt and pants, then grabbing the tie from the rack. throwing off your pajamas right into cihlde's face so you could avoid being even later with his remarks. then throwing on your dress shirt and jumping into your pants. "need help with your tie?" he was now sitting up in bed, signaling you to come over. "pull me into bed one more time ajax, and i will burn all of your files." "wouldn't dare." he hummed tieing your tie while having a happy grin on his face. then he pulled you by the newly tied tie and placed a kiss on your cheek. "i love you y.n." "yea yea!" you pulled away from him and rushed to the bathroom to fix your hair. hearing childes whines in the background. luckily he was all ready to go to work by the time you got out of the bathroom, looking composed, ready, and professional. but childe...well "you're going to work with bed head?" you motioned to his head. flaming ginger locks flying everywhere "i understand why scaramouche makes fun of you. i would too." "yea but you still love me sooo~" slipping on your shoes, you opened the door for childe to leave... with his hair everywhere. lovely. at least you made it to work at all. waking up in the same bed as childe was war to get up.
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AYATO
he wakes up first
it's creepy
and then he'll force you to get up with him, causing some minor fights in the mornings
he'd kill you if you made him miss a meeting
god forbid you to muddy his reputation
but you guys always have breakfast together, you might still be mad from him interrupting your slumber, but you'll get over it (hopefully) "y.n, we have a meeting at 9 sharp." ayato tried to wake you up, but you've been refusing for the past 30 minutes, refusing to get up or letting him go for that matter. you had him trapped in your arms, yes he could break through your arms but he needed to make sure you could get up and stay awake, key word, stay. so the best way to ensure that was to make you wake up with him. "ayato can't we just skip this meeting?" you tossed and turned, digging yourself more into the covers, letting go of ayato "here you go and then you can tell me *yawn* all about it?" "no y.n, get up." ayato made his way out of bed and tore off the covers, leaving you to toss and turn and then groan "this meeting is very important, i trust you'll be able to get up now." he tossed the heap of covers to the corner of your shared bedroom "mhmm." you turned one more time, then sat up showing ayato that you were, in fact, awake, hair a mess. then once you heard the door shut, you flopped back down and went back to sleep, slightly colder. there was no way he could be that mad at you. he was your husband after all! no, he was pissed, very, very pissed "Y.N KAMISATO." you heard the door opening, you had just now gotten up and your husband was booming into your guys' room like a race car. your head crooked like a deer in headlights. "..yes?" yea, he was pissed "how many times did i ask you to get up?" but got he was so hot being pissed "a few? but ayato i said you could just tell me what happens-" "yes, but that's not the same as being there y.n. you do realize that, right? and imagine the embarrassment of telling everyone you couldn't make it, to a 9 o'clock meeting since you slept in?" yea no he was hot mad, definitely "i'll do all my paperwork and turn it in! i'll review the finances! i'll do everything to make it better, okay?" "those are things you've agreed to since I married you." ayato deadpanned at you. usually, agreeing to do your work would make him happier, but he wasn't having any of it. "then... ill get up with you can clean with thoma!!" YES! this was the best idea- "no, we've hired thoma and maids for that very job y.n. just come to breakfast ok?" well, you were right. he wasn't that mad at you after all. and with a kiss on your cheek, you were brought out to enjoy breakfast with the hot and sticky inazuma air, something you also hated.
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DILUC
very strict about when he wakes up and goes to sleep 100%
and that also applies to you
he's the kind of guy to like open the blinds first thing in the morning
but on weekends he will just sleep in with you in his arms
so when you won't get up in the mornings, issues... arise "Y.N" diluc busted through the door of the shared bedroom "Y.N L.N." you slowly woke up, but diluc was at your side, shaking you awake. "huh- what? what? are you ok?" you thought someone hurt him, or something had happened in mondstat. but no, you had just woken up late for an important meeting with one of the economical groups in mondstat. "Y.N THE- THE COMPANY GOING TO MEET WITH ANGELS SHARE, GET DRESSED!" he threw clothes at you as you rubbed your sleepy eyes. "diluc..that's your company. that's all your issue" you dug yourself deep in the sheets and tried to fall asleep again "y.n if you don't get out of that bed im going to toss all the sheets off and force you to get up and get ready." "do it, i dare you." that was his final straw, he loved you very much. but that love came to a point. and he really did it, he ripped off the sheets and you curled your body up more. "FUCK!" you flew out strings of curses and groaning. "y.n, get up." he was planning something in his head, something very mean and cruel. he grabbed your ankle and unfolded your fetal position, you kicked and whined. you were already awake, but getting ready was just too much. "diluccc can you put my socks on?" you were just spread out on the bed without sheets, holding up a foot and moving it left to right. "y.n..." he went to the closet and grabbed a pair of socks and put them on you as you smiled at your husband. god, he was so cute. "how about you hand me my fancy clothes you tossed off with the sheets?" you stilled lied there, knowing he would do anything for you guys to be on time "fine y.n." he reached down with a groan and threw your clothes on you for a second time that morning "now get changed." you walked out of the bedroom room, throwing your hands up and twirling, showing off the outfit. "see diluc, i can get ready in time for your meetings!" you smiled at his deadpanned face "fine, i'm sorry for making your morning difficult. i didn't mean to and i won't do it again.." he got out from the chair, placing the newspaper down and engulfed you into a large hug. "i love you y.n." "i love you too diluc." he kissed your forehead as your guys headed out, the maids fangirling over your relationship. diluc could be cute sometimes.
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