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Knight!Xiao whose task is to protect you, the crown prince/princess until you ascend to the throne. He's pretty young- much younger than his comrades- but that doesn't make him any less of a royal guard.
Having been personally assigned to you by the king/queen, Xiao takes his duties seriously- he puts your safety above anything else as expected but sometimes it feels like he's doing it for personal reasons too.
"To be foolish enough to leave the castle without m- any guards..." The sounds of the festival bleed into the quiet alleyway where your guard has cornered you. He pulls your hood over your head with a stern tug. "Had something happened to you tonight, we would not have known until the morning."
There's something in the way he speaks. The uncharacteristic hint of desperation and impatience that weaves into his tone is unfamiliar and conflicting. His overprotectiveness is unbearable sometimes, but at the same time, you're a little flattered that he'd worry for you so much- considering how cold he has been to you lately.
He's a knight, it's his job to worry- you remind yourself with a twinge of disappointment.
"I just wanted to see the festival." You huff with a scowl. Weakly pulling away, you glare into his piercing irises then turn back to the golden lights stringed across the streets that glimmer dreamily. You can hear cheery laughter and melodies float into the air. "Father never lets me go out for festivals- 'it's for commoners,' he says. What if I want to see what life is like for the people I will eventually rule over?"
There's something in the silence that hangs in the air. It almost makes you want to take off running. It'd be difficult but with the size of the crowd you could lose him as long as you keep running. "I'm going, whether or not you like it! So if you want to--"
"I will accompany you tonight."
"-stop me then- wait what?"
Xiao sighs and tugs his own hood up and over his head. "I will accompany you," he repeats and takes you by the hand. "Only for tonight, and we will return before the sun comes up."
The defeated sigh he lets out is enough for you to grin.
Surprise makes way for giddiness, and you squeeze his hand tightly. "Really? Then what're we waiting for-? I saw a stall that sells almond tofu, I figured..."
He stops listening when you begin to ramble, too distracted by the way your hand fits perfectly in his. Something in his chest tugs and tugs and he lets himself be dragged around by you until you're satisfied.
As a knight, Xiao never slacks in his duty to protect you. But when it comes to your impulsive whims, he might make a few exceptions and indulge you, if only to see that dazzling smile on your face.
You've met prince Scaramouche once before during a visit to his kingdom for a diplomatic conference. Quiet and brooding in his mother's courtyard, you noticed how hesitant his maids were in approaching him.
In an effort to spark conversation, you approached him with a well-practices mile and greetings. What you hadn't expected was to end up patting the young prince's back consolingly as he vented about his younger sister always outshining him despite all of his efforts.
"It's so- it's so unfair!" He hisses, wiping furiously at his damp cheeks as you nod along. Scaramouche huffs and puffs as he continues to berate his sister as well as himself, cheeks red as he internally curses himself for showing a weak and vulnerable side of himself to an opposing prince/princess. "I don't care if you laugh- go on! Laugh at me, I don't care at all--"
There's pity in your eyes when you watch him break down, a young prince succumbing to the pressure of nobility leaves a bitter but familiar taste in your mouth. Memories of nights spent sobbing and along resurface to the forefront of your mind. How could you leave him like this? When you yourself had wished for someone to hear your cries and offer a shoulder?
His words die in his throat when a warmth envelops his torso, the smell of your perfume/cologne invading his senses as his hands reach to dig into the fabric of your clothes. Another wave of tears pool into his eyes and he spits insults and curses into your shoulder- yet he refuses to release you until his tears are dried and the sun has set.
You haven't spoken to the prince since that day. In fact, you don't think you've seen him at all. Something in the back of your mind tells you to find him, but it's a hopeless endeavor when even the maids cannot tell you.
It's the moment you're about to leave that he finally appears.
"I won't forget this," he says before you step into the carriage. The carriage that will take you home and away from him. Electric purple eyes glower into yours, an unspoken promise binding the two of you together.
The next time you meet prince Scaramouche, you're both significantly older. No longer is he the snobby, teary-eyed prince you remembered from your youth.
Taller, stronger and driven by emotion, he approaches you during a ball and takes your hand in his. Amidst the whispers that erupt throughout the room, he leans forward with a smug smile and proudly proclaims to make you his partner.
He had loved you since that day, and he promises to love you for the rest of your lives.
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✧ sweet indulgence ✧
Characters ◦ Kazuha, Xiao, Venti, Heizou, Aether, Wanderer (anemo boys my beloved!!)
Warnings ◦ fluff, modern AU, Wanderer is referred to as Kuni, gn reader
Thoughts ◦ Idea from the candy necklace thing from a few months ago, which is when I wrote it, just never got around to posting it ;-; tell me if this is mischaracterized pls
Words ◦ 730
Kazuha-
Would notice the smell immediately, but not the origin
“Do you smell something sweet? Like.. hard candy?”
You turned him, giving him a smile before pulling a bit at the necklace
“..oh.”
“Do you want some?”
He blushed, avoiding your gaze
“You don’t have to take it off for me, it’s fine, don’t bother-“
“You can just.. bite it off you know”
Oh Archons help him, his poor chivalric heart is going into shock
You pulled the string off your neck and into the air, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable
He took the string, biting off a few pieces before placing it back on your neck
“You’re almost as red as your hair, are you okay?”
He nodded before thanking you for the candy, letting you resume your story from earlier while he quietly stewed in his embarrassment
Xiao-
Would notice it immediately- he knows every detail of your appearance, therefore notices anything out of place
“What is that?”
“Huh?”
“On your neck— a choker?”
“Oh, yeah! It’s made of candy. You want some?”
You didn’t have to ask twice, he was already tilting your head to the side and biting a piece off
He was very quiet and very red after, but thanked you for the candy nonetheless
You, for one, were also quite red
Instead of being quiet, though, you just started talking despite your flustered state, leading him to stare at you without you noticing
He had always liked seeing you talk
Venti-
Knows exactly what it is— what can he say, he’s online a lot
“Ooh, is that one of those candy necklaces? Can I have a piece?”
“Yeah, go for it.”
Takes it by the string and nibbles a piece off, but doesn’t pull away from you before leaving a quick peck on your neck and blowing air into your ear
“Ah- Venti!”
“Ehe~ Thanks for the candy!”
Heizou-
He’s a detective, he’s gonna notice it fast
“That’s a candy necklace, yes?”
“Mhm.”
Doesn’t even wait for you to ask if he can have any, he just goes in
Leaves the left side of your neck with the white string and a few small but quickly forming bruises
“Archons, you didn’t waste time there, did you?”
“You had planned that, didn’t you? You knew you’d see me and just wanted to be a show off, hm?”
“Either way, you fell for it.”
“How can I not when it’s you?”
You paused, heat creeping up your face. You had gotten progressively more flustered with your boyfriend before turning away, giving his shoulder a shove, which made him laugh at your state.
“Fine, you win”
Aether-
Gets very awkward about asking, summoning the courage for somewhere around an hour
“Can I see your necklace?”
“Hm? Yeah, sure” You smiled, almost sending him into another panic
He’d dealt with countless terrifying situations with a stone-cold demeanor, but when it came to you, he was utterly defenseless
Takes the elastic between his fingers, biting a few pieces off and placing it gently back on your neck
He doesn’t pull away from you before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek, though
“Thank you.”
“You’re so red, Ae.” He gave you a sheepish smile, something that made your face about as red as his.
Wanderer-
Notices it quickly, just doesn't say anything
He's not a child, he doesn't need candy
It would be nice, though... especially coming from you
Thinks about asking a lot, never does—his gaze lingers, though
Internally kicks himself for it
"Kuni?"
That boy whips around so fast the moment his name falls from your lips
Looks like a lost puppy almost, at your side in an instant, yet quickly resumes his faked indifferent demeanor
"What do you want?"
"I was going to ask what you wanted. Is this what you've been looking at so much?" You asked, fidgeting with a piece on the string
"What do you mean? I look at you all the time."
"You do?"
Fuck. Well, he's just dug himself into a hole with this one.
Tries to play it off, fails miserably.
You offer him the candy anyway, with some teasing, and he takes it silently, a barely noticeable tinge of pink veiling his cheeks before he turns away, tilting his hat down to cover his now burning face as his hand slips into yours.
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Hii! I hope you don't mind if I make a request here, because I dont really know where to- Although if you do see this, could you please write headcannons for some of the genshin men (Like Alhaitham, Diluc, etc.) on how they'd act when reader introduces them to their parents? Feel free to ignore this if you dont have time tho!! Thank you sm :)) <33
MEET MY PARENTS (W/ ALHAITHAM, DILUC SEPERATELY)
DILUC: AUTHORITARIAN PARENTS (also commonly known as, "i just want the best for you" parents)
your parents were rather worried about you, after all the man you had brought home was not a lawyer, or a doctor? how would you live with that?
you needed to get a good man, a man that would not be bankrupt any time soon.
needless to say when you brought home DILUC RAGNVINDR, known socialite and sought after bachelor, your parents were more than welcoming.
as soon as he pulled up in his fancy car, with one of his finest suits on, you knew you were in for a ride.
as soon as you welcomed in your boyfriend into your parents' home, was he bombarded with questions.
"where did you study?"
"how much do you make?"
"what are you planning to do with our child?"
"why did you choose them?
just your regular strict parents' shenanigans.
the formal dinner you organized, felt more like an interview, with every single response of his precisely calculated in their wording.
after everything he looks at you with pleading eyes as he paid the bill and left with you.
immediatly hugs you as you arrive at your home.
"felt like he was being watched by hawks."
you chuckle at his comment, as you lay down with him.
"you know, even if they don't look like it" you looked at him, "they actually really really like you."
"i mean you're serious, rich and good looking, everything up to their standard."
he smiled at the comment, after all if he wanted to marry you he would need to get your parent's approval.
AL HAITHAM: AUTHORATIVE PARENTS (also commonly known as, sane parents which love each other very much, #mommy issues)
while somewhat demanding, your parents never really asked much of you.
"just live a happy life, work hard to get what you want and always learn from your mistakes."
you were never asked to get a partner, you were never asked to settle down like this, yet you still chose to get a boyfriend.
AL HAITHAM was always a wallflower, your boyfriend smart academically, stupid socially.
he liked you, you were someone interested in the same things he was, you were someone he could lean on.
you two rode peacefully to the little quaint house your parents' resided on, as soon as you came in you were greeted with cheery smiles and laughs.
the meeting or... hangout spot was a little picnic in a nearby park. a place where you often used to hang out with old friends while sitting around telling stupid jokes while walking around.
you noticed how AL HAITHAM was reluctant to your parents' kindness, while your parents strolled around ocassionally picking up conversation with him he really didn't reciprocate.
you really got it, he wasn't much for small talk.
only ever really nodding or making small comments, chipping in with his commentary here and there.
that was until your mother asked him what he studied, things got real after that.
he looked up and started explaining his past lecture, rambling on about the foreign policies he was interested and the importance of proper storage of information and all that.
yeah needless to say, AL HAITHAM was personally invited to the next big family event by part of your parents' recomendation, he was real glad to have met them.
in reality, even though he did not show it enough, he really appreciated both you and your parents.
(A/N i used some psychology terms to explain the personalities of different parents, sorry if the personalities of these did not apply to your parents. thought this arrangement was necessary as there's no one size fits all in these type of fics.)
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Hi :) since you said requests might take longer feel free to take your time with this!!
Can you write something with Childe with a teen!brother!reader (obviously platonic) who’s more on the ‘rebel’ side? ‘Rebel’ as in he always tries to pull dangerous stuff and never really seem to care about the scars or how much trouble he gets in?
I usually see platonic stuff of Childe with a more shy reader, so I think this could be a nice twist :D thank you!!!!
Rowdy and Rebelious | Platonic Childe headcannons x Rebel Teen brother reader
Characters: Childe
Summary: As much as a rebel you are, your brother will forever worry about you
Warnings: Just pure fluff
ʚ⁺˖↪ You were the more of the rebelious child in your family, and your mother would constantly worry about you. Your older siblings would also worry but became easily annoyed with your shenanigans. Your younger siblings thought of you sort of like a superhero!
ʚ⁺˖↪ The one you would mess with the most though is your older brother Tartaglia, or better known as Childe. The time you went with Teucer to find him was surely something to say the least. He was glad that Teucer came with someone sort of capable of protecting him, but also worried about your safety.
ʚ⁺˖↪ You sometimes visit him on his travels on your own, and you always greet him with a bruise or some sort of injury. It scares him so much, and looks like he's about to murder someone.
ʚ⁺˖↪ Scolds you so much when he is bandaging you up or putting ice on a bruise. If it's a more serious injury, then he will make you stay in one place, so you can heal.
ʚ⁺˖↪ When exploring with you, he literally has to hold you back. Like, he has to hold you down with a hug, so you don't fight some random people. You're just flailing in his arms. He uses this as an excuse to say you're not ready for exploring.
"If you manage to get out, then I'll let you explore with me."
ʚ⁺˖↪ This is now a challenge to you and you try so many times. You fail though, and it leaves Childe smugly laughing while saying 'I told you so' or something along those lines.
ʚ⁺˖↪ Tries to set rules with you, like don't get into a serious battle without him there, don't steal his weapon, and don't pick fights with the fatui. But you, being rebellious, you do not listen. In fact, you do all three at the same time… On multiple occasions.
ʚ⁺˖↪ He had to bail you out of almost dying a few times during those times. He just picks you up, sets you off to the side and finishes your fight.
ʚ⁺˖↪ When he does catch you being a chaotic little gremlin, Childe will just watch until he knows you can't handle it. Once he sees you either losing or getting really fucked up, he steps in and gets you out in a second.
ʚ⁺˖↪ It's another competition you two have. It's to see how fast Childe needs to get involved and how long you last before he needs to get involved.
ʚ⁺˖↪ It's a tie right now, with 77 on both sides. It's kind of astonishing to be honest. And you both make sure to keep track of the score, with slight alterations to the score.
"Last time I checked, little bro, I had 78."
"No, you dumbass, I had 78!"
ʚ⁺˖↪ You both insult each other so much, it's kind of funny. The insults get worse and make less sense as time goes on.
ʚ⁺˖↪ Childe also likes to fake being hurt by your insults. You call him out on his bullshit, though, especially when he does it in front of people that he knows.
ʚ⁺˖↪ Does a full dramatic pose and pretends to faint. You just catch him and roll your eyes as you just throw insult after insult at him.
"Oh, you wound me, my dearest brother!"
"Oh come on, I know you're just being stupid"
ʚ⁺˖↪ You do care about Childe though, like immensely. That's sort of why you're so rebellious. You're trying to prove to him that he doesn't need to worry about you and that you're capable of being able to care for yourself and him.
ʚ⁺˖↪ If Childe does get wounded in a battle, then you take over until the threat is gone. You rush over to his side and bandage him up. You both sort of tease each other about it, but you do it more so because you're anxious.
ʚ⁺˖↪ Childe does and has learned self-control, just so you can see that you don't have to fight all the time or be intimidating. He genuinely tries to be a good role model to you, and he tries to teach you as best he can.
ʚ⁺˖↪ You just call him stupid, though, but you understand what he's trying to do. You appreciate him for that, and sometimes you get Childe a gift of some sort to show your gratitude.
ʚ⁺˖↪ If you two are playing games, the both of you are cheating. And once one of you realize the other is cheating, it becomes a rough housing play fight.
"You cheated! Now you have to pay!"
"You cheated too! Why do I have to pay if you're not going to, you hypocrite!"
ʚ⁺˖↪ When you leave after traveling to visit him, he gives you an hour-long lecture on what not to do and what to do. He also demands that you write him as soon as you can. Of course, you don't do any of these things, except you do write him a letter.
ʚ⁺˖↪ You're just the rebellious gremlin of the family and occasionally give Childe many near heart attack moments with how often you feel the urge to be violent and take on Celestia
Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!
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List of genshin Characters i headcannon as autistic
Kokomi
Fischl - Hard to make friends and has a special intrest in the Princess Fischl books. (Also fictionkin too)
Cyno - Can't read and has trouble with emotions, very funny and corny at random times too.
Nevuliette - Like cyno, has a hard time with emotions and communication, but has good intentions.
Raiden - finds change and making friends hard to deal with and is not good with emotions as well.
Alhaitham - Struggles with communication and making friends.
Zhongli - knows a lot of information about liyue and i feel like he'd interrupt people while speaking. (my autism-radar goes off around him)
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Hello!! May i request a very very shy reader that plays piano and sings? They've never played piano infront of anyone but like one day childe accidently heard them play a song dedicated to him?
Hii! Childe is having a field day teasing this reader lol
If Childe could, he would spend all mora stocked in Northland Bank to buy your reactions — how dare you be so cute?
Though, I think there would need to be some sort of a spark despite your shyness to hold Childe's attention for a long time, perhaps his prolonged probing finally makes you throw one or two blunt comments his way? You're quick to retreat and apologize in the same meek tone as before, don't think you'll be able to run away without hearing his boisterous laugh and an affectionate squeeze to the cheek.
Childe has already heard you sing sneakily multiple times but he hasn't uttered a single word about it to anyone, neither does he plan to. However, a song dedicated to him? It takes every fibre in his body to not leap from his hiding spot and give you a bone crushing hug.
Sure, he doesn't understand the exact contents but hey, he heard his name quite a few times! Must be something nice, right? (Little does he know you're actually cursing him in Fontaine's language.)
He reveals this by humming the tune to you one day and now you're sent spiraling ; does he know you're calling him names? Is he angry? Is he going to ruin your life?
Childe merely interprets your stunned face as fluster. (Save him.)
#i have such a love-hate relationship with childe#welp this took a different turn than i had intended :p#answered#mellowcomicsmusicpurse#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#childe x reader#tartaglia x reader#ajax x reader#yandere childe#yandere tartaglia#genshin x reader#tw : none#genshin impact drabbles#genshin impact headcannons
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⚠️Content warning: implied SH⚠️
Genshin Men Walking in on their s/o doing SH and Comforting/Patching Them Up
Content: Implied that reader self harmed, no graphic descriptions, focused mostly on comfort from the character. (Terms mentioned: stains, scar, wound, blade)
Characters: Tighnari, Baizhu, Alhaitam, Cyno
[Note: Requested by @maraestar but I couldn't put the request box in]
Tighnari
He enters the room with a bit of a surprised, unexpected expression. It takes him a moment to process the scene he walked into.
Tighnari exhales softly, a small pout visible on his lips with his brows slightly furrowed out of concern, looking at his lover.
He began to ponder for a moment, thinking about the most appropriate approach to the situation at hand.
After a while, he relaxes, a little more calm now as he approached you, gently taking away the very thing that had harmed you from your hands.
He sat next to you without saying anything. He grabbed the tissues from his pocket to gently dab on the stains that were around your scars, his eyes observing them in silence. Despite this, the atmosphere wasn't tense at all, to your surpise.
Tighnari didn't want to make you feel any shame for being caught in the act, he made sure of it. He knew that there already must've been a lot on your mind right now, he wouldn't want to be another contributer to the negative emotions you're experiencing. He realized the best way to approach this is with gentle care.
As he finishes wrapping a few bandages around you, he looks at you softly, sighing.
"I know there must've been a lot on your mind again.
I'm sorry if I hadn't notice the signs that you've been feeling unwell. It's okay, I'm here now. You can talk to me.
You know, I'd rather you vent out your feelings to me than taking it out on yourself, so tell me next time, alright?."
Baizhu
Baizhu heads towards your room, hoping to share a funny story that he had just learned from one of his customers, completely unaware of the current situation you were going through that very moment.
He decided to go straight to your door, not even thinking about knocking before entering.
"Dear, you would not be able to guess what just happened. The merchant from yesterday told m-"
He immediately stopped in his tracks, his words suddenly getting caught in his throat as he scanned you, noticing your expression immediately.
A few tear stains fell from your cheeks with a shocked expression evident, perhaps because of his sudden entrance. Next, his gaze focused on where your hands had placed themselves- there, he saw a fresh wound, a wound which had been inflicted by none other than his own beloved.
Baizhu was honestly shocked as well, perhaps even more shocked than you, unexpecting to see you have such injuries.
He is a doctor afterall, a very good one, and he always treated many of his patients' injuries from accidents and attacks. He also often treated many of your minor injuries from small accidents too, but he had not expected to see the day where he would be treating your wound which had been inflicted intentionally by you.
He sighed, giving a concerned look through his worried eyes and small smile. "Good heavens.." Softly, he spoke, trying to remain firm in hopes to appear more reliable, like the strong and steady rock you needed to cry on right now- hiding the fact that he, himself, is immensely worried.
Baizhu attempted to hide these feelings behind his usual expression, behind that mysterious, delighted facade he often showed; it was harder for him to pretend that he wasn't sickly worried right now.
He exhaled deeply and sat next to you, observing the scars on your body. Baizhu attempted to appear calm by smiling but his eyes were furrowed, sad to see you go through such pain to have even taken it out on yourself.
Even if he's a doctor that treated wounds, he still wished that he could have somehow prevented yours from ever occuring. A small form of guilt formed within him, regret in a sense.
Baizhu softly, but worriedly, looks into your eyes with a reassuring smile.
"My sweet beloved, what's the matter? Have the thoughts clouded your mind again..?
Come now, let me treat your scars. I'll make you your favorite drink for you to calm down as well."
His tone was slightly uncertain and panicked, but just a little.
Once he finished patching up your wound, he softly places a hand on your cheek, seeming to have composed himself a little more.
"I'm not mad at you, my dear. I understand there must've been something bothering you. Tell me, won't you...?
Regardless on what it's about, you know I will always listen to your troubles.."
Alhaitam
He walks in, a bit of a shocked expression visible on his face. It honestly caught him off guard, and it was rare to see him with such reactions.
He said nothing, which worried you quite a bit on what Alhaitam thought about the situation he walked into- what he thought about you.
You hear him sigh deeply while his eyes were closed as he took a moment to think, perhaps a little frustrated at the situation.
Once he opened his eyes, he was more composed and walked towards you, his gaze fixated on yours.
Alhaitam crouched down to your level. He immediately, but gently, pushed your hands away from your body, disregarding to acknowledge the blade you held. To your surprise, he hugged you tightly, a strong sense of comfort suddenly overwhelming you. A hand gently, but firmly, was placed behind your head while the other embraced you, pulling you closer as he shared his own warmth with you. At this moment, his actions spoke louder than anything else.
It was quiet for some time but it never felt intimidating, the silence was rather comforting.
After being together with Alhaitam for some time, he would already have a good grasp in understanding you. So even if he never comforted anyone before, he knew what you needed. And right now, he knew that you needed to feel his presence.
He spoke seriously, with a hint of a gentle, and even irritated, tone to his words.
"If you want to tell me what's on your mind, just tell me, I'll listen.
But if not, that's fine too. We can stay like this for a little while longer."
Cyno
Cyno enters the room, intantly noticing the few stains of red on your body.
Instictively, his first reaction was assuming that you had been attacked, immediately turning into protective mode.
"What happened?? Who hurt you?? Where are you hurt???" He asked with a serious and urgent tone, firmly holding the weapon in his hand, ready to attack whoever even dared to have laid their hands on you.
Cyno eventually realized what really happened once he took a closer look at the scene. Your eyes fell to the floor, embarassed to meet with his gaze, but he was able to catch a glimpse of your puffy, red eyes and wet cheeks.
He notieced how you slowly hid your hand that had been holding the blade. With the silence you gave and these small details, Cyno was able to piece together the events that had just taken place and finally loosened the grip on his spear.
"Oh... so, it was..." His voice softened, concerned and careful was his tone, unable to think of a proper response.
You were silent, avoiding his gaze. He honsestly didn't know what to say or do, thus, he took a moment to collect ideas on how to handle this situation. Afterall, it was beating up bad guys and playing TCG that he was an expert on, not sensitive moments like this.
Regardless, he wanted to make sure he approached this the right way.
He slowly took off his head piece and carefully leaned his weapon against the wall, his eyes looking at the ground, also avoiding your gaze, but glancing at you every now and then as he was thinking of what to say.
Carefully, Cyno sat down next to you. It was quiet for a moment and you could feel his eyes watching you.
"... give it here. I'll clean the wound for you" His tone was serious, but at the same time, gentle. You look up at him to see him staring at you with his full attention. Eventually, you let him clean you up, and he did so, silently.
After he finished patching you up, he stared at the area of your scars for a moment before he, ever so gently, placed a very soft kiss above the bandages while his fingers lightly caress the area around it.
His eyes stared at your wound once more before looking up to face you. Cyno spoke in his deep, but gentle, voice "look at me..." was all he said. He patiently waited you to face him on your own time.
"I don't know what's been on your mind to do this, ...but I don't like seeing you get hurt because of it."
Cyno brought your hands close to his chest.
"Share me your burden, I am here for you. If comfort is what you need, I am always willing to give you just that. So please... (y/n), tell me what's wrong. I'm here to listen. You know that."
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Wanderer/Scaramouche/ Hat Guy Silly Headcannons
With some Nahida and Ei stuff included.
Definitely helps other Vahumana students with Inazuman history, and gets pissed when the textbooks are wrong about events he lived through, but he can’t say anything or else he’ll expose himself as non-human.
When Hat Guy in his Akedemia uniform he isn’t allowed to wear his hat, so his classmates just call him Guy. (This pisses him off as well)
He flies up the the sanctuary of saumsara instead of taking the stairs.
Nahida told him to write out all his feelings towards Ei and the other important people in his life as letters. Once he was done Nahida read them over and handed them back to him. Wanderer tells her that he burned them afterwards, but he actually keeps them in a drawer.
Sometimes he thinks about mailing Ei‘s to her, but probably never will.
Nahida has a blanket with Aranara on it as a part of the design. One time it ripped, making he very upset. When Nahida wasn’t looking Wanderer stole it and fixed it before returning it right back where it was as if nothing happened. (Nahida has no idea)
Akedemia students often call him “The Guardian of Wisdom” because of how protective he is over Nahida.
He doesn’t like that title because it feels to similar to his little sister’s. (The Guardian of Eternity)
Yes, he does consider the Raiden Shogun puppet as his little sister.
Wanderer flies into the highest branches of Sumeru city to relax. Mostly because the distance helps drown out the sound of the city and no one can reach him up there.
But also because, if you sit in a particular spot, you get an amazing view of Sumeru at sunset.
He doesn’t get physically tired (like at all), so he didn’t sleep often.
But he does get emotionally and socially tired.
After he expressed this to Nahida she suggested sleeping anyways, which did help.
Sometimes when sleeping Nahida comes into his room with her blanket and lies on top of the covers next to him.
Aranara often come in and out of the sanctuary of saumsara, and sometimes will let Nahida use them like a stuffed toy when she sleeps. Let’s just say Wanderer wasn’t the happiest when he discovered Nahida and multiple Aranara in his bed one morning.
He was mostly upset because he had to get up and ready, but he couldn’t get out of bed without waking them.
Scaramouche’s irminsul branch was only created after he gained consciousness.
Ei completely remembers making him, but doesn’t remember what happened to him. She checked her notes relating to his creation, and remembered a bit of it though.
Mostly though the fact that he reminded her of Makoto
Ei desperately wants to have him back, especially after her meetings with the Traveler, where she realized that a person like Makoto was who Inazuma needed to lead them, not a warrior like her and the shogun puppet. But she doesn’t even know how to begin to contact him.
Ei has heard of and read the paper that Hat Guy wrote about social issues in Inazuma (the one that convinced Nahida to enroll him into the Akedemia) but has no idea that her son was the one that wrote it.
Wanderer can still use electro. It is mentioned in his profile story that Dottore unlocked the power that Ei had suppressed.
So he can still use Electro, as it wasn’t re-suppressed, but prefers Anemo as it is much easier to use (because it comes from a vision).
He only uses electro in dire circumstances.
Now time for some hypothetical event headcannons :D
He’d be professional and polite when meeting with the shogun or Ei the first time.
But after that, him and Shogun would fight like siblings normally do unless Nahdia or Miko is there to babysit.
But like, Devine sibling fights. So only their behavior of them fighting is normal, not the fights themselves.
If him reuniting with Ei was in private and not public, he’d cry.
Like full on sobbing
And Ei had no idea why
Because she doesn’t remember abandoning him
And Nahida or Traveler would have to fill her in because he’d be too busy sobbing to speak
He would straight up ignore Miko’s existence if she ever tried to talk to him.
Koujo Sara would be jealous of how much attention he gets from the shogun (when it’s actually Ei)
Then she would see him fighting with the puppet and try to intervene (by helping shogun)
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Diluc was not always fond of bright things, and you were the brightest of them all.
Optimistic to a T, kind yet incredibly silly, gentle yet firm. If someone were to ask his definition of "the sun," your name would be his first response.
Sometimes he felt you were too blindingly bright for him, he who had fallen into darkness a long time ago. Perhaps it was the way you managed to bring back just a bit of the joy and childishness he had in his youth: but if there had to be one thing he feared the most, it would be tainting you.
However, seeing you there standing atop the hill with a basket of flowers, smiling and waving down to him as the breeze teased your hair so perfectly he felt his heart skip a beat. That's the effect you had on him- his heart constantly racing simply at the sight of your smile, almost painful with a twinge of guilt eating away at his heart, but Diluc couldn't stop. He wanted to be selfish, he wanted to be loved by you and and return the notion ten fold, despite the fear in the back of his mind that he may infect you with the deep scars on his heart.
You were strong, though. Stronger than he would ever be, he had convinced himself.
You raced down the hill, using your free arm to lock elbows and show off your flowers. You listed each and every one of them, their meanings, and he listened intently with hearts in his passionate red eyes. With every word, every touch, every toothy grin, he couldn't stop thinking just how much he loved you with every single fiber of his being burning in his veins.
With the feeling of overwhelming affection, he interrupted your rant with lips softly planting against your own. Diluc was always gentle with you, his touches as light as feathers tickling your skin with caution as if you were labeled "fragile" upon your person. Your bright red face and feeble cries of embarrassment fell upon deaf ears, as he continued forward as if he hadn't just kissed you out of the blue.
Diluc was not always fond of bright things, but he found himself utterly a fool in love with a person brighter than anything he had ever seen. Although he did not believe he deserved the love you rained down upon him, he also believed if anyone were to pull him out of the darkness, it would be your hand leading the way to the end of the midnight tunnel.
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dumb conversations, we lose track of time. - playlist
CHARACTERS. the vigilant yaksha, the balladeer, the chalk prince
WARNINGS. emotional neglect (x), fake dating (s), scaramouche is a dick
SYPNOSIS. they tried their best to show you that they cared, that they did love you. but you wanted more
NOTES. "cianna ely comeback collab🤔🤔" "YESSS" omg yall its the long awaited collab with @elychee !!! this collab is basically a lyric prompt thing hut we stiched our specialties (mine being tooth-rotting fluff and theirs being angst)
XIAO
if you'd ask me, i would say that dating - or even falking in love - with xiao was a bad idea. he looks so emotionally distant, c9nstantly in hisbown head and just not ready to be in an intimate relationship.
however, what i didn't know is that xiao felt the same way about you that you did of him. he longed for your prescence, and even went out of his way to watch you as you went home in the days. to "protect" you from any dangers he says, but you know why
and if he loved you so much, if he was so enamoured with you, why is he so distant? you barely see him in the days and almost never in the nights. he comes to you as a form of consolation, but is that all you are to him?
youre truly flattered at the fact that he trusts you enough to be vulnurable, but thats all he seeks you out for. as his lover, you wanted more. since you were the one always comforting, you didn't know what it was like to be conforted in this relationship.
and you wouldnt dare to bring up your concerns while xiao's karmatic debt is consuming him whole, that would be insensitive.
when you had have enough of his emotional neglect and broke off the relationship, xiao was comsumed with extreme guilt. he started to blame himself, how dare he not notice that you were feeling this way.
as you were leaving, he stretched his hand out towards you but no words came out, you didnt even know that he tried to call out to you. the farther you walked, and the weaker your prescence got, the more overwhelming his karmic debt got.
the only thing he could do was whisper your name before falling unconcious, hoping that the wind would carry his cry along with it.
ALBEDO
the alchemist sighs as he subconciusly fills his notebook with more sketches. the sketches were differnet angles of you doing different things: smiling, laughing and even eating. brushstroke by brushstroke he captures your beauty on paper and wishes you were there to comment on it.
you never really saw thw multitude of sketches he has done for you during your time togther so he desnt really know jow you'd react to it.
maybe you would havw stars in your eyes as you vocally praised him for being such an amazing and talented artist. littering kisses all over his face as a thank you.
or maybe you were on the shyer type when receiving compliments, hiding behind your hair or hands while your face flushes with a bright pink.
now that he thinks more on this, he never really complimented you, or avknowledge your prescence in the first place. the most he would do is to nod his head into acknowledgement of what you were saying.
he could guess that you thought he wasn't listening but you were wrong, he listened. he listenend to every word that came out of that pretty littlw mouth of yours. even the words that ended what you two had, a relationship. a relationship that has been broken down into hundreds of thousands of particles.
he snaps out of his day dream as he looks at all the sketches of you he had done. signing, he tears the page out of his notebook into the trash. relationships were quite troublesome anyways.
SCARAMOUCHE
of all the harbringers who would be in a relationship, scaramouche was universally agreed to be the least likely.
just look at him, constantly shouting at his colleagues, subordinated and even cussing off the tsaritsa herself when hes not in shneznaya. what makes you think he would be fit for a romantic relationship?
scaramouche heard this and decided to prove them all wrong. and who better to date than one of his underlings subbordinates. you have always been a little too eager to follow his orders and you had this dumb smile on your face whenever you would walk into his office.
when he summoned you into his office and proposed the idea, he could see your eyes light up at the idea of dating. fake dating he stresses, but you defend yourawlf by explaining how fake dating is dating nonetheless.
not even a month into the relationship and this has to be the lowest you've ever been in your life. everyday was a new headache, either it was the constajt shouting at you for doing thw slightest thing wrong or from dehydration of you crying so hard.
the feelings you once harboured for his went away as soon as they came. you knew he was mean, but you didn't realize he started to harbour feelings of his own.
when he thinks about the fact on how or even when he started to feel this way he can't pinpoint the exact time but he would always comment on how pretty you looked when you cried.
but scaramouche would rather die than compliment you, so he made you cry even more. degrading comment after degrading comment and eveeytimw yoyr eyes started to gloss he would have a small smile on his face, admiring you.
with the month gone, so were you. within the same week of "breaking up", you also resigned from the fatui. saying you needed rime to collect yourself after a personal incident.
scaramouche can now see you in the frozen parks of shneznaya smiling with your supposedly new lover, holding a cup of hot chocolate as yoy slowly sip the beverage. he walks by you two and overhears your lover's words: "you're so beautiful when you smile"
this remark made scaramouche scoff, you clearly looked prettier when your eyes were swollen and nose red from the harsh rubbing. to scaramouche, you looked your happiest when you were sad. and if being with him made you sad, then thats what makes you the happiest person ever.
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✧ bartop ✧
Characters ◦ Diluc
Warnings ◦nothing explicit but a few jokes/implications and neck kisses, feminine petname used [good girl]
Thoughts ◦ found this rotting in my notes app and I’m having severe writer’s block soooo yeah
Words ◦433
“Whaddya wanna do when you get off work, babe?” You asked, smiling up at the redhead.
“World domination.” He replied, eyes locked on the glass he was cleaning.
“Bit ambitious, hm? Though, you practically have Mondstadt already.” He glanced down at your eyes.
“Ah.. you know you’re my world.”
“Aww, you’re mine too, luc.” Your brows furrowed, and a heat shot up your face. “Pause, what?”
Diluc smiled, cocking a brow. “You know what you heard, my love.”
“You have like.. an hour left of clean up, you can’t just say that!”
“I never said, just implied, love.”
You grumbled, whining. “Diluc!”
He set the glass down on the bar-top, taking your jaw in his hand. “Y/n.” He replied, red half-lidded eyes boring into yours. You flustered, lightly pushing his hand from your face. You stalled, watching your boyfriend clean up, before you ended up helping a few minutes later.
“You don’t have to do that, love,” Diluc’s low voice commented. He didn’t want you to feel like you had to help clean simply because you were there waiting for him to be done closing. At the same time, he certainly didn’t mind watching you angle yourself over the counter.
“I know. I want to help you get this done faster.” At that, he smirked from across the room, idly sorting out the money from the night.
“I see. Any motivation to that thought, perhaps?”
“Maybe.” He could hear your Cheshire grin through your voice plain as day, quietly finishing with the task at hand before crossing the room. His moved to the counter you were cleaning, hands by either side of your waist. He sunk into the crook of your neck, causing you to momentarily stiffen.
“You know you don’t have to help.”
“I know-“
“But you’re such a good girl when you do, love.” A deep snicker arose, wracking your now-frozen body. Warm kisses to your neck thawed you, and you spun around to face your conniving lover.
“You’re such an asshole, luc.” You wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Am I?” His hands found your waist.
“Mhm.” Your hands ran though his fiery hair, taking it down from it’s ponytail.
“By that metric, you’re a tease, then.” Much too quick kisses to your lips.
“If anything, you’re the tease.” You commented, giving him a far longer kiss, something he leaned into.
He parted, fiddling with a piece of your hair before caressing your cheek. “I thought I was an asshole?”
“Your kisses were too short, now you’re a tease. Cope, lover boy.” He scoffed.
“You’re such a brat, love.”
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i like him, not you!
synopsis: in which you’ve finally mustered up the courage to express a bashful confession to your best friend and six-year crush…only to accidentally dispatch your heartfelt message to the wrong person.
character/s: albedo, ayato, childe, kazuha, xiao, scaramouche, thoma
a/n: @sohyuki ilysm have a wonderful day queen <3
the first thing you do is run away.
in a way, you have always been good at that. scampering from those undivulged words and imminent encounters that instilled fear in you. it spoke to you almost like a natural instinct, left you with a bitter taste on your tongue, tormented you with a sick sensation twisting your stomach.
because of this, you ran from a lot of things. from your parents whenever they frowned upon a low grade on your report card, from a pompous asshole you later mustered the tiniest courage to shove down during fourth grade, from the unwitting attention of sunbeam-amber eyes meeting yours, and from your best friend whom you’ve practically loved for the longest time.
and you decide the last one is something you’ll finally want to quit running away from.
eight little letters and three simple words, yet for six long years they have meant more than the world to you. he has always meant more than the world to you.
so you attempt to construct it all within proper sentences — desperately trying not to jumble up your phrases while trying to provide the impression that you sure as hell hadn’t been shaking tremendously as you wrote it.
but it’s so difficult to even spare a meek glance at it. so annoying that it pesters thrumming vibrations in the depths of your stupid heart. so fucking frustrating that you don’t actually bother looking at it anymore when your fingers hover over the word ‘send’.
you’ve shut your phone off after that singular moment, and stashed it away in a nearby drawer for safekeeping. and for the entire weekend, you convince yourself that you didn’t really care anymore. six years didn’t matter because you weren’t expecting an answer. just an outlet for these emotions and a burden lifted off your weighted shoulders.
and for the first time in a long while, you acknowledge how liberating it feels to not want to run.
Y/N’S CONTACTS.
him <3 (kaedehara kazuha)
✉ 4:47 am, april 4th (mon).
[ 1 new message! ] : psst. arcade after class today? :)
ah, but who would be an idiot not to fall for him?
you’ve guessed he’s received so many incessant compliments and heartfelt confessions, that despite how frustratingly courteous he was — could never actually bother wasting his time sorting through each and every one of them.
so you figure that you’re in the clear, and he won’t have to burden himself with formulating a sharp answer.
or at least, that’s what you reassure yourself when monday comes around and he greets you with an ever-familiar and warm smile.
and is also perhaps why he pretends like nothing has actually happened…
because if that happened to be the case, he was rather good at acting pretty normal. you knew that if you’d ever received such a confession from somebody, you would have been freaking out a lot more — and depending on whether you reciprocated their emotions, either avoiding or confronting them.
but this…was a little too cold of a reaction.
and yet, at the same time, you were thankful he still kept approaching and talking to you as usual. above all, kazuha was your best friend before he was the person you wanted to be romantically involved with. you could never really bear the thought of losing him as a close confidante.
but it hurt like hell because he was always too kind, always too impossible not to love. always with the 1 am calls and his soft voice when you couldn’t fall asleep. always with the weekend home visits to his place so you could share a meal together. always with the sleepovers or out catching a midnight film. always a shoulder to lean on when the tears were too much. always, always there.
you know he’ll never love you the way you knew just exactly how to love him. and that’s okay.
but if looks and words could have honestly fooled, it almost seemed like he was ridiculously unaware that you had even confessed to him in the first place.
everything stayed the same.
and you can’t help but feel sick at the reality, because a part of you wanted to believe that kazuha was in love with you, at least once in his life and perhaps never again. in sleepless turned drowsy midnight calls, in fleeting glances inside the deserted cinema, in homemade meals and warm smiles, in drowning tears and comforting hugs. in the briefest of seconds when he realized you were always there.
but the thing about love is that it’s blinded you enough to not think about the probability that he might just like you. that he may or may not have been avoiding all other confessions because he only hoped for yours. that he may be hesitating every time you two get closer because he thinks you won’t want him back. that at 1 am while you’re whispering softly through the phone about your day, kazuha’s thinking about all the pragmatic reasons not to blurt out mid-conversation that he’s always been madly in love with you.
you know one thing for sure when you dazedly stare at your phone later that day. love has blinded you enough to not think twice about why kazuha might not be acting any differently than you had initially expected. why he’s so infuriatingly unfazed. why he should have been having a more violent reaction instead of making the same silly jokes with you.
and boy, you’re bewildered when you find two chat notifications waiting in your message box. one from kazuha, inviting you to the nearby arcade after class…except for some absurd reason, there’s no record of an embarrassingly heartfelt confession registered in your shared chat history.
the second from a boy you barely knew but always subconsciously noticed in class, sitting rather ominously in your DMs with the strangest of messages. and it’s only when you begrudgingly open your shared chat, that you clearly feel how your heart stops in one horrifying instant.
because sitting there in the most unexpected of places, lies the culmination of six long years building up to a terribly emotional confession.
but…it’s not for the boy you had hoped would receive it.
that guy in class (xiao)
✉ 11:54 pm, april 2nd (sat).
[ 1 new message! ] : who are you?
xiao wishes there was a guidebook for how to handle all probable awkward situations, in the unfortunate circumstance that he’d ever find himself impossibly lodged in the middle of one.
but there’s none that exist to date. and he thinks not even the internet can help him figure out what to respond to a sudden and random heartfelt confession sitting peacefully in his message inbox.
he hasn’t exactly done anything to be loved or wanted by anyone. and at first, your contact name barely registers anyone he recognizes in his head. so he sends the first question he thinks of as a response, and shuts his phone to close his eyes and rest.
but then sunday morning comes and it clicks. he remembers. he knows who you are. because of that, xiao finds it all absurd.
it wasn’t like he intended to stare at you. he was always prone to dozing off mid-classes, eyes instinctively sweeping across every inch of the classroom, outside the window to greet the blinding light of the morning sun, and then reluctantly retreating back inside…
only to see you. and for you to see him.
so the odd pattern repeats. everyday.
you’d think he have broken out of such a quirky habit of looking. he’d think you’d have stopped meeting his eyes every single time. but you always manage to see each other — and past that, neither of you dare make the effort to talk to one another.
it was some sort of unspoken understanding between you two, momentary peace that isn’t built on a real connection. just that he finds comfort in your eyes, while you’re left breathless at his.
but for you to confess, and oh so suddenly without any particular reason to make you like him.
so he realizes the message presently occupying his DMs (and unconsciously plaguing his thoughts) isn’t truly meant for him.
monday eagerly arrives, and he stares. more often than usual, more often than he’d want to. he wonders if you’ve noticed how you fucked up, because he’s almost certain he knows who your vulnerable confession is intended for.
and it’s late in the afternoon when you shyly pull him aside to talk about it. how embarrassed you were by your clumsy mistake, how deeply you felt apologetic for sending it to him, but most importantly of all —
“i’m really sorry, but i like someone else and not you!”
strange how your first conversation turns out like this. he’s always imagined it would begin very differently. perhaps with you pointing out the fact that he always gazes at you, him asking you in return why you always look back.
and almost on impeccable cue, you suddenly smile and tell him about all the times you recognized him because of how often your eyes met, even though you’ve never talked to each other. you’re sorry for not talking with him sooner.
but xiao thinks nothing is going to change just because you’ve verbally acknowledged each other.
he was sort of wrong. the next time you met glances, you smiled. several more times after you’ve started doing it, he starts to reciprocate with the smallest of smiles too — the kind that makes you feel like its your shared little secret.
and you’ve both changed in certain ways. you talked with each other more often, occupying vacated classrooms during breaks and making a bit more room for each other within your drastically different lives. he even starts to join you during lunch whenever kazuha was too occupied with homework, and lets you drag him along to amusement parks or anime events you presumed kazuha wasn’t too interested in.
but the craziest part about it all was that you admitted to never actually confessing to kazuha after all that’s happened.
perhaps you were left traumatized by your previous opportunity to confess to your best friend. perhaps because of a certain “someone’s” consistent jokes, you were too horrified to ever want to confess to somebody ever again. perhaps you were simply confused about the new boy weaving his way into your life.
one thing’s for sure, xiao feels strangely relieved that you decided not to send the actual message to your crush.
and maybe even a little dirty part of him hopes you’ll eventually forget about confessing to kazuha at the end of it all.
saturday boyfriend (childe)
✉ 9:06 am, april 5th (tues).
[ 1 new message! ] : so you’re the girl who likes xiao?
the thing is, childe could have never actually perceived the day when he’d get a phone call late in the evening from xiao, inquiring about what to say in response to an abrupt confession from a stranger.
his brusque and characteristically quiet best friend — had suddenly gotten some crazy chick to fall for him? with that shitty personality?
oh, the unexpected news gave childe the laughter of a lifetime. and yet, he couldn’t help but feel curious about the idea of it. what kind of interesting person would ever be attracted to someone like that guy? (respectfully, of course.)
fortunately to satiate the whirlwind of questions that night, xiao later sends him a text of your name with a message not to bother you.
and childe’s eyes go wide when he eventually puts a face to the name. you, the weird chick always absently staring over at xiao in classes?
perhaps he should’ve seen it coming. he did think it was weird how he sometimes found you glancing quietly towards his friend. but he sort of assumed you’d have liked kazuha instead — you know, your actual best friend — over some guy you’ve never even talked to in your life.
so with the right determination, he makes it his personal mission the following monday to devote his own precious time for a stakeout. because who’s to say you weren’t secretly some disgusting pervert targeting your uninhibited emotions to an innocent classmate?
childe observes you from afar the whole day. from the moment you found your seat in class that morning, watching you lock eyes with xiao mid-science discussion, routinely tagging along with kazuha for lunch, and even as you’re concentrating on a note-taking phase during the afternoon break.
you haven’t made any explicit moves towards xiao…yet. it’s a rather normal and innocuous day for you.
until afternoon comes — and near the school gates, he watches as you awkwardly tug xiao aside to talk to him briefly. childe pauses in his steps, staring at your huddled silhouettes while attempting to decipher the distinct mood of the conversation. he sees you smile at one point, and how you courteously greet each other goodbye when it’s over.
did xiao accept your feelings then?
that night, he gets your number from a mutual friend, and sends you a harmless text message the next morning. if xiao reciprocated your interest in him that day, perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to eventually get to know each other during the long run.
but when he arrives in school, he’s greeted by the sight of you staring at him in surprise and asking if you could spare him a minute of his time to talk. and it’s right then that you explain and attempt to clear up the misunderstanding that transpired between you and his best friend.
it still makes childe laugh at the absurdity of it whenever he thinks about the mistaken confession, and how throughly embarrassed you must have been for unhesitatingly sending it to a complete stranger.
from that fateful day on, you two started to become close friends. and to mark that unforgettably momentous occasion for you — childe would routinely find a way to weave his presence into your saturdays, bringing flowers, chocolates, typical department-store love letters, or text you a long ass cheap excuse of a profession — to remind you of your “beautifully executed confession”. even though really, it’s just a dumb excuse to poke infuriating jokes at you.
those continuous, and admittedly humorous endeavors of his, became some part of the reason why you could never bring yourself to confess to kazuha again…or anyone else for that matter.
and you know, maybe celibacy was the way your life was always destined to be. maybe you weren’t supposed to give out your heart to other guys, because you were solely meant to receive any form of romantic gesture every saturday from a certain ginger-haired bastard. and well, maybe it wasn’t the worst thing to have in the world.
or maybe he’s accidentally caught feelings when he suddenly put more thought than he should have, into picking out a gift on a random saturday.
maybe one average saturday, he’ll unconsciously fall for your smile and the sarcastic words of gratitude you’ll throw back at him.
and maybe, just maybe…on some imminent saturday, he won’t know what more to give other than his real and heartfelt confession to you.
homework hotline (albedo)
✉ 6:15 am, april 7th (thurs).
[ 1 new message! ] : hey, coming over to yours later for that project due next week.
you’ve had close friends come over to your apartment often, but none have ever made you feel as utterly relieved compared to when albedo visits.
it’s always been challenging for you to keep track of homework loads, or stay motivated while reviewing for an upcoming test due the end of the week. and albedo’s presence magically helps you to be productive with exactly all of that.
perhaps you feel more motivated, or somewhat pressured to accomplish tasks in the company of a person who’s actually mastered diligence. whatever it is, for the past few years it’s given you higher grades than you’ve ever expected to receive pitted against your previous academic years.
and ever since then, you’ve made it a point to always partner up together during projects, which he easily obliges to. plus, you’ve succeeded as a team in plenty of tasks for so long, that albedo naturally feels more inclined to work with you.
he also can’t deny that the company is indeed familiar and comfortable, therefore making it the most preferable alternative.
besides, he’s made himself at home in your apartment for a handful of years now, that it’s almost as if he practically lives together with you. an extra toothbrush left in your bathroom cupboard, a similar set of pillows and blankets stashed inside your closet, albedo’s hoodies and clothes folded in a neat pile within a separate drawer — his presence in your home was always just there.
which is why later that evening, as you and albedo are busy preparing dinner before you cram an overnight agenda of finishing several projects in advance, he casually suggests the idea of moving in together instead.
and it’s frankly not that terrible of an idea. the rent would be split between you both so you’d save much more, there would be no more trouble commuting to each other’s places to finish school-related tasks, house chores would be divided amongst the two of you, and albedo could occupy the apartment while you were out on weekly visits or sleepovers in kazuha’s.
so the deed is done. by the following week, you’ve already prepared other necessary accommodations, and albedo comes over with a small duffel bag (since most of his stuff was already left at your place) and a brand new key for your shared abode.
neither of you can really feel like something has changed. if anything, it seems more natural to have him permanently living with you because it makes things more convenient.
and ever since then, you’ve been constantly seen together a lot more frequently inside the university premises (causing some familiar faces grow envious at the sight of it), but the both of you preferred to keep your current home status as a personal secret so as not to fuel too many strange rumors.
you do homework with each other a lot more often. you’re also left in awe by the occasional detailed doodles scrawled across the corner pages of his lecture notebook. one late evening, you were wondering if it was the sleep taking over you, or he actually drew a little portrait of you on one of the tightly folded pages.
everyday, you’d take turns doing certain things during your well-deserved breaks. albedo, on one hand, teaches you how to draw and paint. you’re not exactly the best at artistic endeavors, but he was always patient and supportive, going as far as to provide specific remarks on the things you needed improvement with.
on other days, you’d convince him to sit down with you to binge food while watching your favorite films. he’d initially oblige to appease your kindness and hadn’t realized it at first — but at some later point, he ended up loving all the same movies as you did.
it’s slow but anticipated, the way he falls in love with you. perhaps a part of him has always seen this ending coming — recognized the dangerous path he was treading, and yet took it without any complaint.
even though he saw through your heart and how you wanted someone else. even as he witnessed the romantic gifts you carried back home with a giddy smile. even while he listens to you upsettingly vent about the most impertinent guy who keeps making his way back into your life.
because maybe deep down, he’s always hoped to love someone like this. the sound of your laughter filling his ears while making dinner. films on television illuminating your face in the darkness. yawns you stifle when it’s midnight and you’re almost finished with homework. fluttering eyes in the morning. enchanting smiles quirking across your lips. napping soundly on the study desk even though you kindly insisted on waiting up for him before you both slept. how it feels to talk about everything and nothing at the same time.
it’s natural and innate. foreign yet so familiar. a breath of fresh air. and yet, the feeling of home lingers across his fingertips.
a written, unchangeable, and hopeless destiny for albedo to always fall without constraint. and the saddest truth is — he wouldn’t have wanted this love for any other way.
BLOCKED — 4th grader asshole (scaramouche)
✉ 2:35 pm, april 9th (sat).
[ 1 new message! ] : you’re paying for the next meal dumbass.
scaramouche to you was a lot of things. perhaps the first and most notable one of them all was that he was an impressively pompous asshole.
and you suppose he’s always been like that. the same bitchy bully you’ve regretfully crossed paths with during the fourth grade.
the strangest part is, you’ve never actually done anything to piss the boy off. or at least, none you could still vividly remember. but you were certain that you weren’t too shitty as a kid, and your first interaction with scaramouche wasn’t even close to offensive.
it happened on the elementary playground, when you first caught sight of the little boy eagerly chasing after his friends, before suddenly tripping over a rock and diving straight into the ground. you remember the degrading echoes of his friends’ laughter, how you worriedly walked over to him and asked if he was okay. how you stretched your hand out to the kid on the ground, and how he stared at you with an unreadable gaze. and before you even knew it, past that singular moment, every single day of 4th grade became absolute war.
could anyone blame you for simply being courteous? he had terribly shitty friends and you only wanted to help…which yes, unexpectedly backfired with irreparable consequences. how were you to know in that second that something horrible would happen?
maybe you should never have approached scaramouche that day. or maybe you also would’ve regretted never helping him out.
either way, the thought has always plagued the back of your mind, and you wonder if your life would have changed so drastically had you made a different choice in that playground.
even until today, he still somehow manages to wander into your life oh so effortlessly. in the hallways, ramming into your shoulder without sparing a mere glance or an apology. in the middle of class, absently toying with your free locks of hair while you grumble several coherent insults towards the boy. during gratitude day, him stealing your white blouse scribbled in your friends’ messages and writing some of his own unwanted words on it. in the art room, cornering you with that devilish smirk and a finger against his lips as he warns you not to make a single sound, while the hall monitor angrily screeches his name around the deserted corridors…most likely intending to throw him in detention.
even at the comfort of your own home — he’s the neighbor who (unfortunately) moved around the same time as you did, except he lives in the spacious flat two floors below.
and it infuriates you to the ends of the earth. how he’s always been there. how he somehow still is.
when you aced a major test, he was there with an irritated scoff, reminding you not to get too full of yourself. when he saw how you started to fall for kazuha in the early years, he was there to poke fun of you for wanting a “nice” guy, because nice was just an equivalent for boring. when he saw you standing outside your house beneath the rain — soaked, shivering, and frustrated after a big argument with your parents — he shoved an umbrella in your face and told you how you looked absolutely horrendous.
he’s seen too much of you, both in your happiest and at your worst. not even others like kazuha or close family friends have witnessed or known such dark parts of you. why did it have to be him? this boy who has been constantly tormenting you for several years of your life?
even as you surround yourself with better people, you still think about the insolent asshole roaming around the hallways. still overly conscious about his presence whenever you’re in the same room (more than you would have wanted). still thinking about his umbrella in the rain.
and perhaps that was the most perplexing thing which unknowingly drew you to scaramouche. that you never really knew which side of him you were going to get everyday.
one moment he’s explicitly arguing with you in the middle of plain daylight (which unfortunately, later lands you both in detention) — then all of a sudden, you’re riding a bus at midnight to your apartment alone, and he’s the person coincidentally seated next to you, flinching at your snot as he hurriedly juts a handkerchief towards your teary face.
he’s always headed towards the apartment at the same time you exit the bus coming from the university. and although you two constantly bicker and fight along the way back to the building, he was there to accompany you on the lonely walk home.
he pokes fun about your painfully obvious crush on your best friend, but tones it down on the sunday he sees you with puffy red eyes after confessing and attempting to convince yourself you didn’t care if he didn’t want you back.
even more so when you’re unwillingly forced to share a table with him inside a popular and crowded restaurant during lunch — him insulting you for the way you scarf down your food like a pig, and yet his hand subconsciously reaches out to wipe the sauce smudge on the corner of your lips before casually licking it off his thumb.
you’re staring at him in confusion, grateful yet weirded out at the…generous gesture. but all he does is scoff disapprovingly at your face, because there’s no masking the strange red flush that creeps up your cheeks from the uncharacteristic tension and his sudden physical contact.
and for the first time in the years you’ve known him, you’ve only made yourself presently aware of the reddish tint that sets the tips of his ears aglow.
what you’ll never actually realize is how much effort he’s been constantly making to conceal that singularly instinctive (and frankly, repulsive) action that reminds him of how vulnerable you’ve always made him feel — ever since you gave him your hand back in fourth grade.
it would’ve helped him a lot more if he had never noticed you prior to that. how nice you were to the other kids and teachers. how adorable you looked in those neat pigtails. how you had unknowingly charmed every single person into the palm of your hand, and how you were still so infuriatingly enchanting and oblivious at the effect you had on others…even until today.
he hated feeling vulnerable more than anything else in the world, knowing that he was also one of those idiots helplessly wrapped around your finger. just that unlike the rest of them, he’d never actually stoop down so low with his pride to say it out loud.
and he hated that everyday, you were always making it all the more easier for him to admit it to himself. to scream out to the world that scaramouche hated how much he has somehow, foolishly, and quite impossibly, always been in love with you.
organization hottie (ayato)
✉ 5:23 pm, april 9th (sat).
[ 1 new message! ] : see you on monday.
you tried not to squeal too loudly when you suddenly received the text message. but albedo could see the way you tightly pressed your lips together to stifle back a wide whooping grin.
and why wouldn’t you be thrilled? you had just gotten accepted into your university’s official charity organization! it was certainly the perfect opportunity to expose yourself to more learning experiences and activities past the fields of academics.
obviously, it wasn’t like a super attractive person was currently heading the committee and had just sent you a text saying you got accepted a couple minutes ago…
or…okay.
so maybe there’s a bit of an influence. i mean, was it that bad to find a guy who devotes his time for others insanely charming?
of course, it wasn’t anything serious like the way you felt for kazuha. it was more of a happy crush, if you would call it — someone you have a slight romantic admiration for, but don’t exactly harbor any deep feelings towards them.
admittedly, you had naturally considered the prospect of finding yourself with nothing to do over the course of summer, and you figured applying in the organization wouldn’t do much harm for you anyway…even though you had some reservations about the final decision to sign up for it.
and then, you heard about how ayato was recently elected to oversee the committee activities for the following year. thus, the rest was simply history.
the next week, you’re swamped with exchanging introductions among several new members and almost immediately busying yourself with the upcoming project meeting.
oddly enough, you’ve been assigned in the same team as ayato for your first project. and although you began on a rather rough and awkward start together, he guides you through the transitioning process until you’ve learned at least enough things to handle some separate tasks independently.
you’ve always assumed ayato was an overly formal and aloof person to approach compared to the others — however on the contrary, you were pleasantly surprised to discover that he also beheld a mischievous side conflicting his own outer demeanor.
there were days when even he would occasionally reach out to talk about things past organization-related matters. simple questions such as asking about some input on a certain movie, if you had completed this previously given assignment, or merely checking how your day was going.
and maybe it was just strange for you to suddenly realize how human ayato feels.
sure, he was often distant and burdened under plenty of responsibilities. you’ve heard your fair share of rumors and how he was always seemingly placed on a pedestal above all — perhaps you’d almost forgotten that at the end of the day, he was still just trying to get his own shit together, like everybody else.
he was precisely nothing short of a normal guy. the kind who pokes good fun around and plays chess on breaks. the kind who still asks if you want to accompany him to springtime festivals. the kind who smiles at you when he sees you standing across the hallway. the kind who elbows you subtly when you’ve dozed out in the middle of somebody’s monologue. the kind who feels like you‘re somehow beginning to know him better than you know yourself.
and ayato thinks you’re the kind he wondered what would happen had he met you all those years ago instead. if he had an opportunity to know you better before, than he did today. if he would have liked you any sooner, or always just a little later.
maybe it’s true that ayato could work hard to be a lot of things. after all, he couldn’t have become half the man he was today if he hadn’t convinced himself to put in more effort than anybody else.
but maybe there were also some things ayato could just never bring himself to have, no matter how hard he tried. maybe there were always meant to be some moments and people he wasn’t possibly cut out for.
and maybe he could try all he wanted, but he could never really work hard enough to ever make you notice his own lonesome heart — always patiently waiting.
BONUS CONTACT ! — a short side story.
radio boy (thoma)
✉ 3:07 pm, april 5th (tues).
[ 1 new message! ] : hey y/n! do you mind stopping by the broadcasting room for a bit?
although thoma has always been well-favored among people of all ages, he feels that there’s nobody else he’d rather spend his company with than you.
it’s not that he’s wanted you for ill intentions or in a romantic perspective. just that you were his favorite person who was so invariably easy to talk to.
you first met thoma inside the broadcasting room, randomly paying a visit out of curiosity to ask the title of a particular song played during the morning break. and then the following day, you came back to ask on behalf of your friend about another song.
before either of you knew it, you were making regular yet brief appearances to the little recording area — not just to ask about songs, but also to initiate small talk about how the other’s day was going. it was later on you discovered that thoma was a student from another class in the same university who volunteered to work for the campus radio station.
on most days, you’d bring him pastries or coffee to satiate his empty stomach, since thoma preferred to spend most of his free time in the broadcasting room. sometimes, he’d also be generous enough to let you borrow some of his cd’s or flash-drives of music playlists that he thinks would suit your taste.
during periods when you were too busy to pay a visit, you’d send him a quick text apologizing in advance. but not even five minutes later, a familiar song would suddenly blast through the classroom speakers in response, and you couldn’t do anything to hide the contented smile from quirking across your face.
when thoma begins to fall in love with you, he finds himself secretly dedicating certain songs to you on the campus radio — either playing tracks he knows you love, or music that he thinks reminds him of you.
of course, you’re not really sure when the boy behind the radio started liking somebody. just that all of a sudden on an average weekday, you belatedly noticed how his choice of tunes changed, and never became the same as before.
and every time you’ll teasingly question thoma about his arbitrary selection of songs in hopes of prying him for a name drop, all he does is shrug with a quiet smile — saying that you, out of all people, should know her all too well.
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If you're willing and have the time, could I possibly request head cannons for Itto with a fem/gn reader who is touch starved/wants to be affectionate but is shy?? Hfjdjhd he makes my heart soft (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
STARVING FOR SKINSHIP (W/ ITTO)
ITTO was puzzled when his good friend kuki shinobu, invited one of her good friends to one of the ARATAKI gangs' world famous hangouts.
for one thing, all members were allowed a plus one to more important celebrations. for the other as the leader, he was not allowed to show favoritism among people affiliated with it.
but how was he not allowed to show favoritism when he already knew you very well?
he could make an exception for you though... the guys wouldn't mind.
you had caught ARATAKI ITTO's eyes from even before he met you, formally that was. he was a regular at the only and best, may he say, food stand that offered exclusively 100% bean free meals. he had noticed you from the corner of his eye every time he came around. you were always helping out the owner of the restaurant, uttering few words yet working yourself to the bone.
you didn't serve him, you worked at the back yet he found himself looking forward to talk to you.
you always walked home by yourself, he knew that. so one night he coincidentally ended up walking home by your side, even if his was at the other side of the village.
(MORE BELOW ↲)
"what a coincidence seeing you here!', ITTO made an attempt at small talk, "by the way my name is ARATAKI ITTO, number one onikabuto fighter and... you guessed it leader of the ARATAKI gang."
you looked at him nodding, "i know, you're a regular."
"so you know i have a problem"
"yeah?"
"well you see, my horns are usually red, but i think the red had become too... normal.", he remarked, "but i want a brighter color, what about an electric blue."
"it would clash with your color scheme," you chimed in, deep in thought.
"WHAT- no, i would manage to pull it off", he exclaimed, arms behind his nape
"how, your personality screams bright red."
"so you do know me!", he smiled
"you get to know customers better than you think." you looked at him and you smiled, as ITTO mentally cheered! "especially ones that come nearly every day."
your daily walks became a routine, though very quiet you were good company. you listened well and suggested good ideas, something which some of the guys lacked. even if he had to run halfway across he village to get home in time (as to not worry granny oni), it was worth it. after all, he would do anything to get to see you.
you too got closer
until... he noticed a strange pattern. i mean he wouldn't have noticed it if it wasn't for kuki, but still.
it was very strange, indeed.
whenever he saw you he felt happier, smiling like an idiot, even if he had lost 1,000 onikabuto matches, even if he had accidentally consumed beans.
you made his day 100% more awesome.
he liked you, he could say.
PFFT- but as a friend, right?
right?...
i mean friends hold hands, friends send each other long letters even if they live fairly close, friends have sleep overs that end with them embracing eachother, happy in each others' arms.
about that actually... he also happened to notice some strange behaviour from you too. you see kuki, it's not only him who gets strangely bashful or nervous when hugging, or holding hands or dreaming of kissing each other...
or WAIT WHAT!
oh, OH. nevermind... this time you win kuki shinobu.
(a/n i know this is not exactly what you wanted, but the spirit still lives i guess)
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Golden Boy
“You’re staring,” Aether says, idly stirring the boiling stew. The glow of the fire enhances his delicate features- the curve of his cheek, the purse of his lips, the gold of his eyes as they meet yours. He offers you a cheeky smile, “mora for your thoughts?”
Ignoring the heat crawling up the skin of your neck, you snap your gaze to the ground. “I’m keeping an eye out,” defensively, desperately trying not to show how embarrassed you were after getting caught blatantly staring at your companion. With as much composure as you could muster, “You should try it sometime, it’s not good to let your guard down and get distracted.”
“Are you sure? You look awfully distracted.” He sets the spoon aside, leaning closer.
“You’re imagining it.” You lean away.
A hearty laugh leaves his mouth, followed by a call of your name. “Come closer would you? You’re about to fall.”
Without another moment to spare, you’re pulled closer with an arm wrapped securely around your waist. It’s not until you’re almost sitting in his lap that you realize how quickly he moves.
You meet his catlike grin with a fluster, stiffly allowing him to nuzzle and bury his face into your shoulder. The tremble of his shoulders is enough to let you know that he finds your embarassment amusing.
“This is-!” you bring a hand up to push him away, pausing before brushing away the stray hairs that tickle your cheek and underside of your jaw. “You’re impossible...” Murmuring into top of his head, you huff and grow slack in his arms. While you make no move to reject his touch, he hides his victorious smile in the featherlike kisses he presses into the juncture of your neck.
“Cute,” is his only statement, “you’re so cute.” He moves from your neck to your cheeks, pressing a flurry of kisses against the warming skin. Had you been somewhere more public, you might’ve ran away a long time ago.
Your defeated slouch only further proves his verdict, allowing him to smother you even more in his affection.
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order #1 — "Hi!! Uhm Can I request Scaramouche and Pantalone Aftercare Hcs? I know your still new to all this but I saw your old account and I love your works!"
characters — Pantalone x Reader, Scaramouche x Reader
genre — Fluff, Semi-Nsfw
warnings — Semi-Suggestive, Sexual themes
notes — EEK! First post! Feeling kind of silly that its Semi-Nsfw but oshh... I cant wait to post more! Btw are we still like saying scaramouche or.. :3
Scaramouche —
Hmm okok so this is Scaramouche we're talking about right?
Wouldn't be surprised if he left to go get himself cleaned in another room and have someone else clean you..
BUT for the sake of this!!
This can go two ways..
I think he'd be really soft and cuddly... Little spoon scara..
Like he kind of uses sex as a way to let his anger out but like he knows that its also a way of showing love so he's scared to hurt you..
So like hes sure to give the best cuddles after and make sure he didn't actually hurt you..
You'd probably (better be) loving it but your all gross and sticky so your prying him off of you..
"You can take a bath later..."
Its final you like HAVE to stay there..
Like he has let down every single wall ever.
After napping he finally takes you to a bath..
I feel like he doesn't care as much to make it so 'Romantic' or 'Pretty' since hes tired but that doesn't mean the aftercare is any worse!!
You both would get in the bath because you both were sweaty and sticky and stuff..
More during the bath his mean facade comes back (sadly?)
The other way though...
Hes a total pain in the fucking ass and is attached to you but never letting you get anything done.
OVERALL!!! 9.5/10 because im biased! but if im honest 8/10 like SOFT SCARA....
Pantalone —
Okok so all I know, rich, business, man with hot man tiddies.
Hes like hella rich obvi so he has like 10 different people getting a bath ready
General Hc though he probably calls you darling.
Like he wouldn't leave you to do his own thing he takes the bath with you in-between his legs.
OR you take a nap while the bath is getting ready and he gets cleaned up then.
If hes inside the tub or not his hands and lips are all over you.
He probably doesn't even have to check for you being hurt. Infact you are FAR from hurt!
Those bite marks he left?? Whats that lmaoo
Infact for every Harbinger you'd probably have so many bite marks you don't bother covering them yk..
too much work if they're just gonna return the same night.
but litterly you'd be living my dream.
He'd have all the good products and your hair would be so fluffy...
Another general hc I think you guys would play with each others hair when cuddling...
Like he has hair thats long enough to do like something silly that couples do!
Okok overall rating... 9.8/10 0.2 points off because he’d probably have to cut it short because he has to go do some fatui paperwork..
tag listzz- None yet lmao
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PRYO BOYZ + Dehya ! set in filo!hs!au
DILUC RAGNVINDR
Richkid, do I need to say more?
May konting pagka teacher's pet
Truth be told, maraming nangbackstab dito kasi ayaw makisabay sa trip ToT
Pero mas marami ang admirer at isa ako dun
I like to think na dating boyscout siya
very very neat in terms of uniform, handwriting and attitude
MABANGO SYA GIRLIE... EITHER BENCH OR JUST RLLY EXPENSIVE SMELLING COLOGNE
THOMA
Thoma missnamisskana
You'd think na conyo pero teh parang Zaldivar lang rin sya, konting tambay na very magalang
OFC KASALI SYA SA BASKETBALL SDHSJDHKSJDH
Raming admirers.. Lagi ka nalang makakarinig ng tumitili kung saan sya naglalaro
V family oriented kahit may pagka gala/tropahin sya
BENNETT
cutie g6, maraming katropa na g7 and up
pinagiinitan ng mga kaklase kasi naniniwala silang may malas sakanya ToT
Laging brownout sa classroom pag pumasok siya tas umuulan huhu
wala nang maisip
DEHYA
my love, mi amor, mi vida, mi hermosa, aking minamahal, aking sinta, aking honeybunchsugarplum <33
CAMPUS CRUSHHH
lahat lahat, pati lowerclassmen nagkakagusto sakanya
Vv good sa acads niya like omg
biktima ng "tomboy" teasing
pero girlie she's better at makeup than half the girls in her class..
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