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cerealyoam · 2 years

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POV: you’re fucking overworked

Prompt: You’ve been running around the house, demanded to do one too many chores all at the dissatisfaction of the people you live with. The Genshin men catch whiff of this.

A/N: nearly cried while writing this, long overdue!

Scaramouche

has seen you brutally exhausted the past couple of days.

Your tone of voice has changed, you look lost in thought whenever you’re around him, and a multitude of other things - he simply can’t not notice.

he figures maybe you’re working a bit too hard, and should just let it all pass.

In fact, weren’t you a grown person? You should be able to handle these things, right?

that is, until you got worse

he saw you less, and less, and whenever he did see you — had he managed to drag you out of the confinement of your home — you were on edge, irritable, and overall not the person he knew

He’s taken it upon himself to figure the fuck out, why you’ve been so distant

Your date has just ended, it’s around 4pm, and you’re hit with the loud, recurring noise of your phone’s ringtone.

Scaramouche, standing right next to you, is already fucking frustrated. He can’t figure out why you’re so tired, and it’s not like you’ve dropped any coherent hints anyway. So he decides to discreetly listen into the conversation from right next to you.

His blood boils at the noise.

“Hey, where are you?” The person on the phone says. “Come home quick. We need you to take care of things while we’re out.”

Scaramouche notices the way you grimace. “I’m out right now, I can’t.”

“We don’t care, no one’s at home to do the work and you’ve been doing a terrible job the past week. When are you going to take charge of your responsibilities and stop being so careless?”

The voice gets louder and louder as the conversation progresses, and you slowly begin to lose your patience. “I can’t just leave right now, I’m—“

“It doesn’t matter. If we don’t see the house clean by the time we get back, cross my fucking heart, Y/N, you’ll feel the wrath of it.”

“But I—“

“—Ungrateful, careless child.”

The phone hangs up.

You want to throw it across the fucking floor.

Alas, there’s nothing you can do. Yet again, they haven’t given you much choice. A sigh escapes you, and you pocket your phone. “I’m sorry, Scaramouche, but I have to go—“

The sight of his face shakes you to your core.

“Who. The fuck. Was that?” He asks, his voice calm, and careful, but his expression far from it.

You gulp, feeling intimidated. “It’s my family, they’re asking me to head home and take care of some stuff.”

“Ask?” He laughs, like this whole thing is a fucking joke. “Didn’t sound like asking to me. Sounded like they were fucking forcing you into it.”

“It’s my responsibility, though, I can’t just leave it,” you respond. There’s a tightness in your chest as you defend them — you know, deep down, they’re in the wrong. But they’re leaving you with no choice. You can already hear the punishment in your head, in great detail. You can hear their words reverberating in your ears.

“No fucking way, it sounds like they need to take care of their own responsibilities instead of thrusting them at you.”

Scaramouche, grabs your hand, and tugs you along. “You’re not going anywhere. If they call you again, I’ll fucking talk to them myself. Stupid fuckers. I can’t believe they’d take advantage of you like this.”

You have the rest of your date.

Eventually, scaramouche gets you to move out of your home. If things spiral out of control, he’s already on their tail to make them fuck the hell off. Will make sure they never bother yo again.

Supports you financially, too, til’ you can pay him back.

Well, he says you’ll be paying him back, but there’s no way that’s ever coming into fruition.

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Kaeya

Will notice from the very moment your demeanour changes

You may think you’re able to hide things when you want to, but there’s always a slip-up and kaeya always stares it down.

Won’t ask you about it at first, hoping you’ll come to him eventually, but you never do.

It isn’t until he happens to look over you while you’re messaging them, that he starts getting serious

You’ve received messages from them basically listing the chores you’re in charge with as soon as you get home, and all the previous feelings of happiness from hanging out with your boyfriend deflate.

Rereading the messages don’t make you feel any better, but now there’s an ache in your chest, wondering what would happen if you forgot, or didn’t do all those things by the time they get home.

“What’s that?” Kaeya asks. He’s already read it, though, while you’ve been sulking.

“It’s nothing serious, just my work for the day,” you respond, sighing as you quickly type out a response.

Kaeya nudges your shoulder. “That’s a pretty long list of things to do,” he leans over, scrolling up through the previous messages, skimming them before you can stop him. “They treat you like this? Do you even get paid?”

“Hah, I wish. Then i wouldn’t hate it as much.”

You’re about to hit send, but Kaeya suavely slips the phone put of your hands, tucking it into his pocket.

“Hey!” You jump, hands not sure where to touch to get it back. “I was about yo—“

“And I’m afraid you won’t be able to,” Kaeya smiles, his hand now trailing down to your fingers, intertwining with them. “What a shame. Now, where were we? I was going to help you relax?”

“What? Kaeya, we—“

“To the salon it is, darling.”

Convinces you to move in with him, get a small, manageably sized apartment for you two to live in. Chips in with housework, will never overwork you the way your previous roommate did.

Itto

a bit of an oblivious duck

has no idea how bad you’re feeling until you start cancelling plans on him

Thinks that maybe he’s done something wrong, so ends up at your front door to apologize for whatever it is he did

Discovers he isn’t the problem here

Your doorbell rings, and you’re snapped out of your cleaning frenzy. Your housemates get to the door before you, though, and you feel worse, wondering if that’s the groceries they’ve ordered, waiting for you to have to organize all those things in their spots.

You can already feel an ache setting in your muscles, but you choose to stay in blissful ignorance until then.

However, a familiar voice startles you from your stupor.

“I’m here to see Y/n, are they home?” Itto asks, boisterous and loud.

The person opening the door, to your utmost dread. “No, they aren’t. Who are you? What do you want?”

“Oh, we’re super close. Didn’t they talk about me? The great Itto?” Itto laughs, unaware of the clearly uncomfortable tone from them.

“They’re busy, so you can leave.”

Out of curiosity, you approach the door, and Itto spots you immediately from the corner of his eye.

“Y/N!” He yells, turning to wave as he towers over them. “There you are! We need to talk. Wow, you look exhausted — why did you say they weren’t home?”

“I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” your housemate tuts, ready to close the door shut in his face.

“Hey, wait! I need to talk to them, it’s important—“

“Didn’t you hear me?! Leave, before I—“

You jump in, frantic. “Hey, hey, it’s okay, I can talk to him—“

“You go back to your work and keep your nose out of it,” they whisper-yell, and you’re realising just how much the punishment will hurt as soon as Itto leaves.

Not wanting things to escalate further, you wave to itto and retreat back into the kitchen.

“Wait! Y/N!” Itto yells again.

He’s never seen you this tired out before. Heck, he’s realising just how long it’s been since you last had time to go out with him or his friends.

“You can’t talk to them like that!” Itto pushes against the door with his arm, his strength blocking it from closing further. “They said it’s okay. Who are you to dictate that?”

Even with the stubbornness of your housemate, itto pries open the door and invites himself in. No way is he going to let you go after this.

He calls after you again, finding you in the kitchen. You were trying to hold back tears. Of what? You didn’t have enough mental room to figure it out. Tears may have streamed down your face already.

Itto’s hands are out, unsure of whether to touch you or not. Eventually, he settles for holding your hand, gently leading you out. You follow.

“Hey, they’re in the middle of work! Who the hell do you think you ar-“

Itto shoots them a glare that shuts their mouth right up. He thinks its the least angered thing he can do.

How dare they treat you like this? You deserved so much better.

Though, he breathed in, and breathed his anger out. He wouldn’t want you to see him so uptight when you’re clearly the one trembling in his arms.

You’re led ot of the house, to a quiet place a few ways away — Itto made sure his gang kept your roommates out of it — and finally, you sit.

Itto will sit there, comfort you as long as you would like.

Will start talking to the roommate. Him and his gang scold the fuck out of them, no matter their age. If they don’t start improving, Itto will take out his savings and get you to move into a house with him, instead. Wants to make sure you’re safe, not mistreated.

“They’ll realise they’re worthless without you, hah, I hope they regret everything they did to you.”

Diluc

notices you feeling extra jittery lately

You’re restless, upset, and look frazzled, distracted, like you’re trying hard to hold on

Very concerned at your occasional outbursts, from small little things

It isn’t until one little thing he asks of you puts you in a full on stress-attack

“Hey, darling,” you hear diluc say from the dining hall as you walk down the stairs. “Could I ask you to pick up some of the papers from my desk? The ones with ‘dissertation’ written with red ink.”

You’re caught off guard, feeling your hands stiffen by your sides. Nonetheless, you figure it’s harmless, and reply that you will before heading for his office.

You see his table piled up with different papers, and your hands start to stiffen again. Before you realize it at all, your hands bunch up together, you stand at the doorway, struggling to take it all in. There’s so much, and there’s so much you’ve been doing, so much you still have yet to do.

Yet, you persevere. It can’t be that hard to find the papers, right? They’re in bright red ink! Yeah. You’ll get through this.

Rigid as your body moves, you make it to the table. You try not to take in the clutter — your body starts to feel cluttered on the inside, like you’re stuffed full of cotton and scrunched paper and your mind can’t take it.

You’re scared.

Why are you scared?

The list of things continues to grow in your mind.

There’s this, then that, then that other thing you’re behind on, and the thing you’ve been meaning to do for a while now, then…

You start shaking.

You don’t realise you’re shaking, because you stand there, your thoughts going ballistically fast, one after the other, so cluttered that all it does is stuff you even more with cotton.

“Darling?” You hear, and whip your head around to see diluc standing by the entrance, worry stretched across his face.

He seems to take in your shaken state, the way your hands have bunched up at your chest and your breathing getting steadily more erratic.

He calls your name, making his way to you.

The room is too messy for you to think.

You can’t think.

You close your eyes, try to breathe, find any semblance of order in your racing mind…

Diluc comes to you, his hands on your shoulders. “What happened? Is everything okay?”

The words come out sounding wrong. “I don’t… I’m… I can’t find the papers, I can’t find them—“

“Darling, no, it’s okay, they’re just papers, I can find them later,” diluc protests, but you only seem to stir further.

“Why am I feeling like this? It’s just some paper, why am I so— so restless?”

“Perhaps you’ve been pushing yourself too hard,” diluc responds, his hands slowly falling to hold your head against him and wrap you in his embrace.

“But I haven’t done what I needed to! Why am I so tired?”

Diluc was no stranger to overwork, hence your words hitting him like a brick. Is this how others felt when they saw him burnt out?

“Come, darling,” he breathes, soothing you by playing with your hair. “I’ll get Adelinde to send for some tea. Let’s go to the lounge and talk, okay?”

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versadies · 2 years

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HII CONGRATS ON 7K!!🎉

this is my first time requesting so i hope im doing this correctly😭

kamisato ayato + wangshu inn + prompt-1 + prompt-9 + dawn + sunny, please! <3

rumor has it (kamisato ayato x gn!reader)

AIRLINE… RUMOR HAS IT

STEWARD… king!kamisato ayato (w/ gn!reader)

LOCATION… wangshu inn (royal!au), 1-9 ST. “i don’t deserve you.” + “but i love you, ___. it’s you i want, not them.” on a sunny weather at dawn (drabble, comfort)

PLANE… slight-angst/comfort, royal!au, mentions of gossip, insecure!reader, ayato is sweet, no tw as far as ik of!

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LANDING… in which rumors are too much for you and you find yourself crying all night until your husband comforts you and reassures you you’re more than enough for him.

LUGGAGE… 1.5k words

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Rumors come as they go.

You know this fact long enough as someone who’s involved with many people who love to gossip. You know this fact long enough as someone who’s wedded to the ruler of this kingdom. You know this fact long enough that you should’ve been used to it.

But your poor heart couldn’t get used to it. Not when most rumors you hear revolve around you and your lover, who often reassures you that whatever the nobles say about you two would never change a thing about his love for you.

Ayato’s right, you admit. Despite all the crazy rumors these silly nobles would come up, your love for each other remains strong and romantic.

Unfortunately your insecurity only grew from it. Especially when most rumors you hear are all about how Ayato’s with a beautiful or handsome person as well as how nobles would comment about how they’d be a better spouse of their respected ruler than whoever you are, causing you to fall into endless thoughts of insecurity. Why did he choose you? You’re nothing in comparison to those Ayato spends time with. You’re not as beautiful as those princes and princesses as well as nobles alike. You’re not worth marrying when you have nothing to offer for your kingdom. You’re not special. You don’t even have a vision, a blessing from the gods above.

You’re just you.

You see no reason to bother your husband with your insecurities and pitiful state, not when he has better things to do than to try and comfort you. You pretend everything’s alright whenever your husband is around often, as if you don’t cry yourself to sleep or spend a long time in the bathroom staring at your reflection wondering why you’re like this, as if you didn’t hear nobles and servants alike talking behind your back every time you walk past them in the palace. It went on for a week—

Until the dam breaks.

You happen to overhear some servants talking about how Ayato is currently spending time with a woman, a very beautiful woman, by the garden. You wouldn’t have not minded such a conversation, if it weren’t for the fact that your husband rarely takes anyone besides you to the palace gardens.

What made it worse is the fact that you could see them from one of the windows, your heart shattering at the sight of Ayato looking at the woman with a fond smile on his face as he talks about only Celestia knows what.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

Later that night, Ayato came to your shared chambers after finishing the last of his paperwork, wanting nothing but to be in your loving arms. He thought you were asleep the whole time until he lay down next to you, now noticing how your shoulders are shaking. Are you… crying?

“Oh dearest,” He said softly as he instantly wraps his arms around you for comfort. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s… It’s nothing, Ayato.” You respond with a sniff, trying to wipe off all of your tears — only for your efforts to fail when more keeps on coming out from your eyes. “I was just yawning a bit too much, let’s slee—”

“I refuse to accept the fact that this is nothing but yawning.” He retorts. “Especially when it made my darling spouse cry so much.”

Your husband surely knows the words that make you want to spill your feelings out.

“You could always tell me, my love.” He reassures you, kissing your shoulder. “I feel terrible for not always having the luxury of time to be with you, but that won’t stop me from being here for you. I won’t hesitate to lend an ear for you, just as how you won’t hesitate to do the same for me.”

You feel your lips shaking, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“…You deserve better than me, Ayato.”

You feel his hug become loose for a moment from your confession, and you continued talking. “I… I feel like I’m the happiest person in Teyvat when I found out you love me as much as I do to you, but… There’s just times when I feel like I don’t deserve to be yours — to rule alongside you when I have nothing to offer for your people.”

You didn’t expect to pour everything you’ve been feeling, but perhaps you’ve been hiding it for too long to the point where you couldn’t help but let it all out, expecting Ayato to let you go at last.

But he didn’t. He listened to every word that spills your lips, his heart sinking at the thought that you’ve been feeling this way for a while. What were you saying? You’re amazing at ruling alongside him!

“And the rumors— gods, the rumors — I tried my best to ignore them all, I really did, but it just hurts to hear those nobles about how you’re better off with someone far better than me, someone like the woman you were with earlier in the garden and…They’re right, you’re better off with someone better and not with some commoner like me.”

After finally finishing your long confession, you dread on what will happen next.

After a long painful silence, Ayato speaks up. “Could you… turn around and look at me?” He asks, letting go of you from his hug in order for you to turn around.

Reluctantly and in confusion, you did what he asked and turned around, now facing him.

He then asks, “How long have you been feeling this way?”

You look away from his gaze. “..I’d say a few weeks but… I’m sad to say I’ve been feeling this way ever since our relationship was announced.”

Ayato’s eyes widened, now feeling even more guilty. “Oh ( Name )… I’m so sorry—”

“It’s alright, Ayato. It’s not as if the rumors are your doing. I believed in myself that I could ignore the rumors and… I unfortunately couldn’t for long after our marriage, I’m sorry for this.”

Suddenly, you feel one of his cold gloveless hands cupping on the side of your cheek, wiping away another tear that escaped as yor eyes are now on him.

“Don’t be sorry, my love.” He reassures you. “I didn’t expect you to ignore most — if not all — rumors. Even I couldn’t ignore certain rumors when I was a child.”

Your eyes widened slightly. “Really?”

He nods with a small smile. “Yes. It took too long for me to bear with them all, so you don’t have to feel bad for it.” His smile then slowly drops, now concerned. “But you must hear yourself when you say I deserve someone better.”

Before you could insist on your opinion, he immediately shuts you down with more words. “Why do I need someone better when I have the best of them all?” He adds, his eyes hold a loving gaze towards yours.

You put one of your hands against his hand that’s still cupping your cheek. “But Ayato.. What about the woman? You never took anyone to the garden often besides me and your sister. The nobles have been saying about how you must be in love with her—”

“But I love you, ( Name ). It’s you I want, not that woman.” He responds. “And as much as it saddens me to reveal this surprise, the reason why I was with her is because that woman is a famous gardener. I wanted to surprise you with new flowers and arrangements with her help.”

He then chuckles, now remembering something. “If I remember correctly, she was quite annoyed that I wouldn't stop talking about you to her.”

Your eyes widen from that, your cheeks now growing warm in embarrassment.

“If anything, you’ve instantly won most of our people’s hearts by simply being yourself. Nobles may despise you for winning my heart, but commoners and neighboring kingdoms like you. The newspapers around the village always talk good about you and they all respect you as their ruler.” He adds.

He then pulls away from your cheek and grabs your hand gently, pulling it close to his face before he kisses your palm. “Trust me, my love. There’s no other person who could make me feel this way except you, who could consume my thoughts and heart like you do, who could make me laugh more than you and your silly antics, and who could do as much as you did. So please… Don’t think so badly of yourself, not when you’re worth everything to me more than anyone else even before we became a couple.”

You can’t help but hug your lover, overwhelmed by his comfort and reassurance. “Do you really think that way?”

He didn’t hesitate to hug you back. “Everyday without a doubt.”

You close your eyes. “I feel a bit better now… Thank you, Ayato.”

Ayato kisses your head. “Anything for you. Now rest, I’ll take a break off and spend time with you tomorrow.”

And so the both of you lay on your shared bed, holding each other’s hands as you sleep the night away with a now clear mind as your lover secretly plans to put a stop to those ridiculous nobles and servants who dared to hurt your feelings with their useless rumors and mouths.

For now, the two of you can just relax and sleep in each other’s arms.

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blissfullyapillow · 2 years

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What it’s like to adore an adeptus

What it's like to adore an adeptus

Genshin Impact

Xiao x gn reader

wc: 2,459

Notes: It's been awhile since I’ve written something for my favorite, fluff, comfort, a bit of spice, cuteness!

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“Archons, you’re so cute…” Xiao murmurs under his breath. I smile at Xiao and admire the wistful look on his face. “What’s that look for?” I teasingly ask him.

He takes a moment to process my words, and once he realizes I heard what he said he abruptly turns so his back is facing me.

Fine by me, I still get a good view.

I admire the muscles on Xiao’s back as I wait for a response. “Nothing. Just… keep smiling at me like that.” I hear his soft murmur in reply. I can’t contain the soft giggle that flows past my lips at his bashfulness.

“We’re dating now, aren’t we? No need to hold back. We can start small, y’know? Hmm… come, hold my hand.” I boldly encourage Xiao.

Xiao turns around with an obvious redness to his cheeks, but for his sake I choose not to point it out. It takes a bit of patience on my end, but eventually Xiao makes his way over to me. He tentatively moves his hand closer to mine, and I swiftly close the distance.

I watch as our hands slowly intertwine, and a small smile finds its way upon my lips. I watch in awe as Xiao follows suit, and a small smile lights up his face. “Your hands are… so soft and warm. …It feels nice.” Xiao tells me. “I’m glad they are.” I happily reply.

Xiao and I sit side by side on the balcony of Wangshu Inn as we watch the beautiful stars glimmer in Tevyat’s vast sky. A comfortable silence ensues as we enjoy each other’s company.

I glance at Xiao to ensure this isn’t overwhelming for him, and the sight before my eyes causes a light gasp to escape. I’ve never seen Xiao look so… vibrant before.

Xiao hears my gasp and quickly turns towards me to make sure I’m safe. When he realizes there is no imposing danger, he sighs to himself. “I told you to stop doing that.” He grumbles. I giggle and smooth his hair back as a means of apology. “Sorry honey.”

I admire the way his cheeks warm.

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“You’re supposed to be washing my hair, but this feels more like a massage.” Xiao states. “Well I’d hope so. I’m trying to get you to relax and take better care of yourself. Now stop grumbling and let me take care of you!” I motherly scold Xiao.

I make sure to take extra care as I run my hands through his surprisingly soft locks. He mumbles something that I don’t quite catch before I finally see his shoulders relax. “Alright, but only because you insist.” Is Xiao’s tough reply.

He does a good job at masking how good he actually feels. I can’t help but smile to myself as I listen to the small sighs of pleasure that escape his lips as I lightly scratch his head, and the way his body continues to slowly sink against mine.

If I’m lucky, I’ll lull him to sleep.

With that goal in mind I continue my soothing movements before finally finishing the task at hand. I wait a moment and make sure I don’t accidentally jolt Xiao, lest I wake him if he really did fall asleep.

I softly cheer in elation when I hear a soft snore leave Xiao. Yes, he’s finally sleeping! I run my hands through his hair and allow him to get some much needed rest.

He shifts a bit and makes a noise of distress. His hand seeks out mine, and I quickly place it in his. “Y/n-” he mutters in his sleep, his eyebrows screwed together as his nose scrunches up.

I can only sigh as I imagine whatever’s going on in his head right now isn’t pleasant. Before he can fully awaken I lean in so my lips are close to his ear. I gently whisper, “Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.”

To my relief this seems to do the trick and his hand stops violently squeezing mine. I use my thumb to rub soothing circles against the back of his hand as he takes a few more moments to rest.

I use my free hand and run it through his hair again, and I smile as a childlike grin brightens Xiao’s handsome features.

“Your hair is so soft…”

My words are carried with the wind, letting the whole of Tevyat know of my love for the adeptus, Xiao.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ♡　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“Move away if you don’t want this kiss.” Xiao passionately murmurs, his lips softly brushing against mine. “You should already know my answer, but it seems you need some clarification.” My determined response makes Xiao’s eyes widen slightly. I close the small distance between our lips, and relish in the way our lips perfectly mold together.

This kiss is everything and more than I imagined, except…

I slowly pull away from Xiao and watch as his half lidded eyes follow my lips. I glare at Xiao for what he did, but he only looks at me in surprise and mild panic. “W-What is it? Did I hurt you? Y/n I’m sor-” I shush him before he can continue on his panicked tangent, and he slowly stops talking.

“No, you didn’t hurt me at all Xiao. What you DID do was not give that kiss your all. I’m not made of glass, you know. You can kiss me with more fervor than that. Your lips were so softly pressed against mine! Not that I didn’t enjoy it, but you made it obvious you were holding back. …Kiss me again, like you mean it.” I tell Xiao with an intense ardor.

I feel Xiao’s hand slip a little down my back, probably in shock, and he blinks his eyes owlishly at me for a moment.

Once, twice.

“Are you sure?” Xiao hesitantly asks me again, to make sure this is what I really want. I answer his question with a knowing raise of my eyebrow. He finally understands what I’m telling him, and he closes his eyes. He takes a deep breath in and out to collect himself, and before I know it my world is thrown out of whack.

“W-Woa- mmph!” I startle. My words are muffled by Xiao’s lips fervorously molding with mine, and my feet stumble a bit as the wind is literally knocked out of me. I feel a furious blush take over my cheeks, but I’m determined to show Xiao just how much I reciprocate his intense feelings.

I feel Xiao’s hand press into my lower back as he helps me keep on my feet. His other hand rests behind one of my thighs so I’m slightly leaning back. I feel the blush on my face deepen as I place a tender hand against his cheek.

I hear Xiao emit a low growl as he swipes his tongue against my lips, and I instantly oblige his request. My mouth parts for him and our passionate kiss deepens.

“Y/n..” Xiao murmurs my name against my lips, and I love the way his gravelly voice makes my heart do a little flip in my chest.

Despite how much I’m enjoying the kiss, I need to breathe so I part for air. I admire Xiao’s flushed face as we both pant and try to catch our breath.

“Xiao-” My lips are captured in his yet again as he groans in pleasure, visibly enjoying the way his name rolled off my tongue.

Our ardent makeout session continues for some time.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ♡　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“Can I have a massage?” I plead to Xiao, doing my best impression of a puppy’s cute eyes as they beg for more food. I notice the red tint on Xiao’s face, but he doesn’t give in to my plea so easily. “Hmph. A mere human, begging an adeptus for a massage?” Xiao gripes.

All it takes is for him to glance at my face one more time before he gives in. “Lay on the bed.” He demands. I give Xiao a flirtatious look at his choice of words, and he avoids my gaze once he realizes how demanding he came across. “...Please.” He sweetly adds.

“Thank you so much, my strong adeptus.” I playfully hum. I move around my room and lay on my bed, making sure I’m laying on my belly.

“I-I told you not to tease me like that.” Xiao mumbles. I only watch in amusement as Xiao’s cheeks burn a beautiful shade of crimson as he looks obviously pleased at my choice of words.

A few moments of silence pass as nothing happens. Curiously, I raise my head to look back at Xiao.

I coo at the adorable sight that meets my eyes.

Xiao’s eyes are closed shut and he’s mumbling to himself, clearly at a loss for what to do. “Here, I’ll demonstrate.” I dotingly tell him. Xiao jumps when he realizes that I’m watching him, but he shyly nods his head in compliance.

I make my way over to Xiao and motion for him to turn around. He does so and I begin to massage his shoulders. Xiao’s tense at first, but overtime I feel his muscles loosen up as his head lolls forward.

I continue to massage his shoulders for a few moments before I slowly move away. “How’s that? Good? If you want I can continue. You can give me a massage next time and-” I fail to finish my statement as I’m suddenly pulled into Xiao’s arms and tossed on my belly onto my mattress. “Stay still.” He demands.

And I do.

I can’t help the quiet purr that leaves my lips as Xiao’s calloused hands gingerly massage my back. “That feels amazing, Xiao. Thank you.” I croon with pleasure evident in my voice. I only get an awkward cough in reply, but he continues to slowly move down my back.

His hand hesitates for a moment as it smoothes over my thigh. He takes a moment before he slowly presses his hands into the soft flesh of my thigh as he continues to massage me. I moan at how good his hands feel and smile to myself. “You know, you’re surprisingly good at this. Good job honey.” I give Xiao genuine praise.

Suddenly, his hands stop moving. I whine at the loss of the pleasurable feeling of his hands on my skin, so I raise my head to look at him. Before I can fully turn around Xiao uses one of his hands to lower my head back down to the bed. “D-Don’t turn around!” He tells me in his usual flustered tone. I abide by his request and wait for him to continue massaging me, and thankfully he does.

I let a blissful sigh escape once he finally makes it to my feet, and I can’t help but praise him more.

I allow my body to fully relax against my bed, and I can feel a sense of drowsiness suddenly set in. I let a soft yawn escape my lips, and Xiao takes that as a cue to slowly bring this massage session to an end.

I begin to slowly drift off to sleep, but not before I feel a cautious hand against my ass.

I jolt a bit at first, but I relax once I get used to the feeling of his hands slowly caressing my ass. “Xiao?” I question him in astonishment. By no means am I upset, but I’m surprised he made the first move.

“I-I…” Xiao stutters as he struggles to explain his actions. I giggle at how cute he is without even trying, and I raise my head off the bed again. I fully turn my body around and offer him a small smile of reassurance once I notice his obviously aroused state. He only huffs at me, but he’s quick to close the distance and press a quixotic kiss against my lips.

I accept his passionate kiss with metaphorical and physical open arms.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ♡　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“If you keep kissing my face like that I’ll have to retaliate.” Xiao fusses. I ignore his poor attempts at masking his overt elation at my attentive kisses. I press a soft kiss against the little diamond on his forehead, and I adore the soft gasp that escapes him in response.

I continue pressing chaste kisses against other parts of his face, and beforelong I’m playfully tackled to the ground by him. I burst into a fit of laughter as Xiao tickles me where he knows I’m sensitive.

I hear Xiao’s soft laughter join mine as he continues to relentlessly tickle me until I concede.

“Okay, okay! I give!” I plead with Xiao in order for him to stop tickling me. Xiao obliges, and he gingerly holds me in his arms as I catch my breath. “Silly mortal.” Is all he says.

I treasure the beautiful smile on his face; it reflects the beautiful soul within.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ♡　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“...Would you like me to whisper in your ear?” Xiao asks me out of nowhere. I jump a bit since he’s suddenly seated next to me, and I take a moment to slow my erratic heartbeat. “Um… yes. Of course, why wouldn’t I?” I ask him.

I watch the tips of Xiao’s ears redden as he silently contemplates my words. “Did you overhear another couple again, and you want to try out what they were talking about?” I knowingly inquire, with a teasing lit to my voice.

Xiao silently nods his confirmation, and I can’t contain the adoring coo that escapes my lips.

“Well, whenever you’re ready baby. Take your time.” I leisurely tell Xiao as I return to the book I was reading. It takes a few moments, but Xiao slowly inches closer and closer to me until our shoulders are touching. He takes an audible deep breath, and he slowly leans in until his lips are brushing against my ear.

Suddenly, the love story I was reading doesn’t seem nearly as interesting as the man next to me. I shiver as Xiao’s breath tickles the shell of my ear. The words that he whispers in my ear makes my chest tighten and my eyes water.

They’re unbelievably sweet.

I eventually end up laying on my back, on my bed, with Xiao hovering over me. He presses sweet kisses against my skin, and I sigh in content.

Loving Xiao has its ups and downs, and I have to be particularly patient with this sweet boy. Even so, I love him with all my heart.

As if sensing the feelings in my heart, Xiao leans in to whisper in my ear, “I love you, Y/n.” before pressing a heart-achingly tender kiss against my ear.

Huh, so this is what it’s like to adore an adeptus.

How… heavenly.

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xo-cuteplosion-xo · 2 years

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Kaeya with a S/O who's feeling really lonely? They just want him. His hugs, his kisses, they don't want to be alone again. They just want him to love them

Synopsis:

Kaeya comforts a lonely reader.

Character(s):

Kaeya

Warnings:

N/A

Words: 295

I hope you don’t mind this in HC format.

I believe that if Kaeya finds somebody he feels he can trust and be in a relationship with, he's the clingy type.

Being lonely isn’t something one would experience too often.

When you are lonely, it’s not that he forgot about you

He’s simply had his plate full, and your care slipped from his mind and resulted in decreased time spent together.

He’s a busy man, and occasionally he’s an even busier man.

You know this, and when these days or even months occur where he’s at the office more than he is at home, you never make a fuss.

You knew what you were getting into by creating a relationship with Kaeya.

Perhaps it was a hard week or several weeks for you.

The feeling of loneliness unable to be curved by simple times with friends.

He’s been working hard during those weeks, sometimes even sleeping in his office instead of making his way home.

So when he does come home, it’s late at night, and there’s a heavy thud to his footsteps

He’s an observant man, so even if you don’t ask or say anything, he knows.

There’s guilt riding his heart the second he sees you all alone in bed.

He’s quick to slip from his knightly attire into comfortable sleeping attire.

He’s rushed to bring you into his arms and press his face into the crook of your neck as he apologies softly.

He makes no excuses, but instead lightly brushes soft kisses to your cheek and your lips.

He listens to you mumble about how lonely you felt.

He promises to try and slip a few days of leave into his schedule, all for you, to give you the affection he knows you deserve and missed these past few nights.

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duckymcdoorknob · 2 years

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Well hey gang.

This one’s purely self indulgent, but I made it universal for everyone.

Tw below for mentions of alcohol and intoxication

He spent every Friday evening in the same way: getting absolutely plastered at the Angel’s Share. His favorite guilty pleasure, his most adored kryptonite… Dandelion Wine. Walking through the doors of the tavern, the familiar face takes a seat in his usual spot, beaming a smile at the bartender.

“Happy Friday, presuming the usual?” The red-haired male asked.

“You know me well, Master Diluc.” The customer replied.

Shortly after the interaction, placed before him was a tiny barrel of the familiar substance. The honey-colored beverage was rippling around the small vessel, trying to settle after being sloshed around.

The bard picked up the mug and brought it up to his lips with a satisfied smile. He closed his eyes, taking in the scent of his most favored weakness. With one hand on the bottom to support it, and one hand on the side, he began to tilt it back.

Before he could even take in one sip, Venti’s eyes opened with a sudden urgency, his grip faltered in the slightest bit. He thought he was in line for his usual Friday. He expected the all-too-familiar burning feeling of the beverage sliding harshly down his throat. The first one was always the worst, its burn undeniable.

But, he didn’t get to feel it.

Instead, he heard something…

Before even considering putting the mug back up to his lips, the small chalice slipped through his fingers and fell to the floor. The lover of Dandelion Wine… dropping a full mug onto the floor? He remained on the barstool, heartbreak evident in his eyes as he stared into nothingness.

What had he heard once more?

“Hey, man! What the hell-“

Before the tavern’s owner could finish his sentence, the bard was scrambling off of his stool, demanding urgently for Diluc to “put it on his tab.” He rushed outside of the bar and broke into a full sprint, ignoring the calls of his friend. The red-haired male could only catch up when the Bard’s feet failed him and he smacked into the ground.

“Venti, Venti, slow down. What’s going on?” Diluc’s eyes met with Venti’s, both pairs shining with fear and concern. He held out both hands for the green-clad male to take, helping him up when the bard had done so.

“Someone needs me.” He replied breathlessly, squeezing his friend’s hands before taking off in a sprint once more. “Please don’t follow me!” He called.

He couldn’t believe he hadn’t heard the cause of the sound sooner. If he had just paid attention, he could’ve stopped this. Venti shook the angry thoughts out of his head as he continued to run. His body ached, legs were burning worse than the wine would have, feet pounding against the rugged brick road.

But he couldn’t feel it. His mind was dizzy with concern as his footfalls suddenly grew silent, for the bard had focused his hearing on the wind. He could still hear it, and it absolutely shattered him.

So, he ran.

Out of the gates of the city, past the multiple hilichurl camps, up hills and down cliffs, across ponds and around rivers, until finally reaching Windrise. He approached the tree, slowing down and settling his breathing down. Refocusing his hearing to the world around him, Venti was not surprised to still hear what he had in the wind.

He knew that it wasn’t just his imagination…

The choke of a person hiding their tears, then a fit of painful breathless sobs as all of their hurt had come to the surface.

The bard rushed around to where the statue of Barbatos was, trying to follow the source of the pained person. That’s when his eyes fixed upon you. You were curled up, seated on the stoop beneath the delicately carved statue. You were in absolute stitches, sobs suffocating you as you failed to get in any decent breaths.

“Oh, my dear.” He murmured as he rushed to kneel by your side, “I’m here for you, my child. How can I help you?”

Unable to reply, you only held your hand out for the stranger to hold. You were embarrassed to be seeking comfort in a total stranger, so you tried to turn your head and hide in shame.

However, you were surprised to feel the lightest, feathery, touch upon your hand. The stranger interwound your fingers and rubbed the base of your thumb with his own.

While one hand was interlocked with yours, the other came up to place on your shoulder, a clear request to hold you close. You nodded, trying to calm yourself. You felt the stranger sit behind you, resting you between his legs and holding you close with his free hand. His back was supported by resting along the statue.

The moment lasted for quite some time. To try and bring you back to a more grounded mindset, the bard whispered reassurances into your ear, and also told you his stories.

“My name is Venti. I’m the world’s greatest bard, and one of Mondstat’s most beloved citizens. I usually listen for the melodies in the wind while I’m at my leisure, so you can imagine my concern when I heard you expressing such pain and heartache.”

You cuddled up closer to Venti, leaning into him and smelling the faint aroma of dandelions. “M-my name… is (Y/N).” You managed to whimper as your crying began to slowly falter.

“Nothing will harm you anymore, my dearest (Y/N).” The bard whispered, resting his forehead on the small of your back, “Not while I’m around.”

—————♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎—————

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www-brontide · 6 months

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— accidents

༄ cw: mentions of injuries, self-destructive habits, distancing, reader is emotionally tired (same), bit of crying, reconciliation.

༄ genre: hurt/comfort.

༄ summary: an unexpected accident causes a rift in your relationship with xiao, and you start to wonder if the bond you two shared was falling apart, piece by piece..

“no luck again today?”

you sighed, shaking your head no, mood saddened, “he’s been avoiding me ever since.. i don’t know what to do at this point. i would try to leave plates of almond tofu for him, but he wouldn’t even touchthem.”

how did you get in this situation, you might ask?

while on your way to visit your boyfriend at wangshuu inn, what you were unaware of was that his karma had been getting worse and worse over that past week, and the painkillers he’d been taking weren’t taking effect as it normally should.

during one of his karmic episodes, xiao lost himself for a brief moment, and caused physical harm to befall you. he didn’t forgive himself, he couldn’t forgive himself, not after hurting the only person who made him happy.

its been a good week since it happened, and you’ve mostly recovered, yet he has still been blaming and punishing himself for his terrible actions—the memory of that moment, the sound of your pained cry, it was all still so fresh in his mind, and xiao was sure it will haunt him until the day he dies.

and he’s been evading your presence ever since, believing that he—whether unintentionally or not—will only end up hurting you more. but what the adeptus failed to realize…. is that the only thing that was hurting you was him avoiding you, and putting all the blame on himself.

“i’m gonna try again tomorrow..” you told your friend, but didn’t sound as optimistic as the previous times. truthfully, you were getting tired, shoulders heavy with the worry that, sooner or later, your relationship would begin to fall apart from this one incident that was nobody’s fault—not yours, and definitely not xiao’s.

“you sure?” your friend questioned, kind eyes laced with concern for your wellbeing, knowing how much this was metaphorically killing you.

“yeah…”

“alright, if you say so… make sure to get a good night’s sleep, then.”

“i will. same to you.”

“xiao…? are you there?” you called out to him on the balcony at wangshuu inn, where the adeptus would more often than not be found, if not busy with his duties, “xiao?” alas.. no answer yet again. so much for ‘being there whenever you call.’

you sighed, starting to lose hope at this point as tears of frustration stung the corner of your eyes, threatening to spill at any given moment, “…why do i still keep trying to call you, despite already knowing that you won’t answer?”

except… xiao was actually there this time, albeit out of your line of sight. he examined your saddened form, and once he finally saw what he’d been doing to you all this time, a pang of guilt and realization struck him deeply, and it hurt more than any wound he could ever sustain.

all this time, he’d been avoiding you, so that you could physically be safe and well, free from the dangers he could pose to your fragile life, but the emotional toll it would take on you was the one thing he had forgotten to consider. a major oversight on his part.

xiao didn’t like that expression on your face. sadness doesn’t suit you at all. happiness looked a heck of a lot better on you.

just as you turned on your heel to leave the balcony, a familiar gloved hand caught your wrist. so now he finally decided to show his face, it was about damn time.

“w-wait, i… please, don’t go yet.” xiao avoided your gaze, choosing to look down on the floor. his grip was a bit tight, but not enough to hurt.

“i… deeply apologize for… avoiding your company for the past week. i did not take into consideration how you might have felt about my actions, it was.. foolish of me. i’m sorry… and i also apologize for what transpired a week before…”

although you were still a little bit upset at him, you can’t bring yourself to blame him, because in the end, he was only looking out for you, and to keep you safe. what happened a week ago was nothing short of an accident that neither of you could’ve seen coming.

“i’m not gonna act as if this whole thing didn’t hurt me emotionally, but… it’s not your fault, and neither is it mine, so… there’s no to apologize.”

“but i— i still wounded you. both physically and.. emotionally.”

“yeah. you did. but you were never to blame. it’s okay.”

“… i do not deserve you. not in the slightest.”

“stop talking like that, you deserve to be happy, too, y’know.”

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xinxiaogato · 5 months

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— you're dating who!?

summary. no one believes that you’re dating the esteemed duke of the fortress of meropide. that man is only ever seen locking lips with the orifice of a teacup. however, all of that changes when you and your alleged “boyfriend” are invited to a coworker’s dinner party.

love interest. gn!reader x wriothesley.

warnings. unedited, cursing, bullying, attempted homewrecking, mentions of blood, murder, and assault (nothing crazy), slight angst, lack of communication, a bit suggestive (mentions of light bdsm).

word count. 2,187

note. happy late birthday to wriothesley! this shortfic was inspired by a scene from spy x family (iykyk). you are referred to as “reader” by the way!

while loading up your plate with chips and french fontainian onion dip, you could sense the smugness of your colleagues from all the way across the dining room.

“i mean, we all saw this coming, didn’t we?” one of them piped up with a snarky laugh.

another obnoxiously chortled in return. “i won't forget the day reader told us who could have possibly given them those flowers.”

“right!? and i’m lady furina!”

that joke rocked their worlds to the point that one person started choking on their garlic baguette. your eyes flitted over to your friend, pauline, who was shaking with rage beside you and on the verge of strangling someone.

“why i oughta give them a piece of my mind!” caterwauled pauline, but you perched a hand on her shoulder so that she wouldn’t go ballistic—even if it was on your behalf.

“can’t really blame them,” you conceded. “if you told me you were in a relationship with the iudex of fontaine, i would need a minute.”

“are you saying it’s impossible?”

“i’m saying it’s highly unlikely.”

“hmph! a girl can dream.” pauline haughtily raised her nose into the air and crossed her arms with indignation, which tugged your lips into a small smile. you knew she had your best interests in mind. since day dot, your coworkers were constantly unleashing a tirade of vitriol against you. “anyway, where’s your boyfriend? did he get caught up with something?”

“probably,” you ascertained, taking a sip of red wine. you looked for a seat to settle at; you couldn’t let your chips go cold. “he warned me that he might not make it in time for the party. a new batch of inmates was processed for registration today, and allegedly, they’re unruly.”

her eyes widened after connecting the dots. “are they related to the famous case of the missing paintings? they finally caught the culprits!?”

you raised an eyebrow. “you didn’t know? it’s all over the steambird.”

as you and pauline were sitting down, the hostess of the party, anaïs, and her entourage strode over with purpose. one of anaïs’s minions was the first to start yapping, “well, if it isn’t reader, the person dating the wolf!”

“more like the person who cried wolf!” followed anaïs, which made the group howl like hyenas.

rolling your eyes at their sneers, you replied, “where is your husband, anaïs? don’t tell me he’s at the office ‘working overtime’ with his assistant again.”

all of anaïs’s friends practically broke their necks to look at her.

“h-how did you know about that…!?” anaïs spluttered, her cheeks flared red. “that’s… that’s my personal affairs you’re airing to everyone!”

a follower of anaïs cupped a hand to her ear and hissed, “don’t you remember? reader is friends with charlotte, a journalist for the steambird. she’s notorious for her intel gathering so that she can compete with others for the juiciest scoops!”

“hey, hey, does charlotte know anything about monsieur neuvillette’s type?” pauline whispered to which you were about to answer—only for anaïs to grab your glass of wine.

“you think you’re so high and mighty all the time…!” anaïs said in a shrill voice, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. “at least i don’t pretend i’m the bitch of the lord of the fortress of meropide to get attention!”

“i think it would be better for you to channel your energy into divorcing that shitty excuse of a husband,” you corrected her, unfazed by the fact she was threateningly holding the drink above your head. “it’s not your fault that he’s a scumbag, so don’t stick around to see if he’ll change.”

something in anaïs seemed to falter at your words, but it was only for a moment. resentment got the best of her, and in the blink of an eye, red liquid was splashed onto your chest and dripping down your top, making bystanders gasp at the scene before them.

it kind of looked like you just got murdered.

“what is wrong with you!?” pauline furiously yelled after jumping up to shield you, who was still reeling from what happened. “how old are you to be acting like an immature brat!?”

as pauline and one of anaïs’s flunkies began to pull at each other’s hair, a different one pointed a finger into your face while cackling. “ha, serves you right! that outfit must have been dirt cheap anyway, so it couldn’t have been a total loss!”

“oh, you wouldn’t want your shoes ruined, right?” a second cooed, snatching them right off your feet and looking for the nearest window to chuck them out of. “don’t worry, i’ll dry them off for you!”

you got up to take them right back, but anaïs blocked your path, eyes narrowed into slits. “just admit it, reader,” she snarled. “you’re nothing but an attention-seeking whore for the fortress of meropide’s administrator, a goody two-shoes for our boss, and a laughing stock for all of fontaine. you’re nothing!”

“monsieur wriothesley!” a voice resounded from down the hallway, causing everyone in the dining room to freeze. “we’re so honored to have you join us! did lady anaïs invite you?”

before you knew it, a strong arm wrapped around your shoulders from behind to give you a tight squeeze, and a pair of lips kissed the top of your head.

“so sorry i’m late, my love,” a deep voice purred by your ear. “my hands were tied…”

his voice trailed off. wriothesley, whose sudden appearance had dropped every partygoer’s jaw, noticed that your top felt weirdly damp. when he craned his neck to investigate, his heart dropped to the bottom of his stomach.

he immediately questioned if it was your blood or not.

“reader!” your boyfriend shouted, turning you around and holding you by the shoulders. a fear he had only felt as a teenager flooded rapidly into his system, and it was taking everything in him to not explode. “what happened to you? are you hurt!?”

you were still stunned in the aftermath, but you quickly collected yourself and placed your hands atop his. “no, no, i’m fine, wrio. i’m not hurt. it’s just red wine.”

“red… red wine?”

recovering from his initial shock, wriothesley twisted around, his jacket fluttering swiftly in tandem. his eyes took in the sight of an awestruck anaïs holding something behind her back and a petrified person clutching onto a pair of shoes (which explained why your dogs were out).

in a calm tone more terrifying than him speaking out of anger, wriothesley said to the hostess, “i apologize for souring the mood. however…” quickly, he engulfed your body with his jacket and swept you off your feet, hitching the air in your throat as he held you close to his chest. “my partner is not feeling well, so we’ll be taking our leave. we humbly thank you for the invitation.”

“b-but you just got here!” anaïs fretted.

her first mistake was revealing the wine glass she was desperately trying to hide earlier. in wriothesley’s realm, we call this a foul.

“reader was just a little tipsy and spilled a drink on themselves!” she crooned, tilting her head up at the duke and innocently batting her eyelashes. “why don’t you stay and become acquainted with your partner’s coworkers?”

her second foul: coveting a man in a relationship.

“i mean, they can’t be unwell to the point of needing to go home!”

her third: messing with reader. and three fouls meant a disqualification.

“heavens, no,” wriothesley insisted. “my partner’s health is my main priority, and time is of the essence. besides, the longer i remain, the less time i have to file a detailed report on an assault and battery that took place here.”

it became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

“a…assault…?” even through the makeup caked on anaïs’s face, you could see the color drain from it entirely. “what… what assault…!? no assault happened here, your grace!” when his frown spoke volumes, she cried out, “y-you don’t have any proof!”

“oh, i would suggest otherwise. and i believe there are many eyewitnesses to testify.”

you peered around at the guests who had gathered to view the spectacle, and they were nodding in support of wriothesley’s claim, including pauline. even anaïs’s goons were vehemently bobbing their heads up and down, still in disbelief that the man, the myth, the legend himself had graced them with his presence.

“now if you’ll excuse me…” with you firmly in his grasp, wriothesley approached the woman still clinging to your footwear, who immediately began to quiver. “i would like for you to return my partner’s shoes,” he ordered with a look as cold as ice.

“o-of course!” she stammered, extending the shoes toward him. “it was all in good fun, your grace!”

“oh, those aren’t mine,” he said with a cock of his head at your bare toes. “like i said, those belong to my partner.”

finally picking up what was he putting down, the lady shakily slipped your shoes back on your feet for which you glanced up at wriothesley with furrowed eyebrows. he only reacted with a smile that thawed the rigid expression on his face.

“i-i can’t possibly rot in jail!” anaïs was still making a fuss nearby. “i’m so young and beautiful! can’t you look past this, monsieur wriothesley…!? i’ll do anything!”

“well, it’s not something you’ll go to prison for, ma’am,” he said, not even sparing anaïs a glance as he headed for the front door, “but this misdemeanor will forever stain your official records and reputation… just as you stained my partner’s clothes.” (mic drop.)

and that was that. with a quick kiss on both cheeks from pauline, you exited the dead-quiet house in your boyfriend’s arms.

“wrio…” you murmured as he started walking in the direction of your home. “i’m really sorry for inconveniencing you.”

wriothesley momentarily stopped in his tracks to gaze down at you, his lips pursed before sighing. “no… don’t apologize, my love. i’m sorry for not arriving sooner.”

“but that isn’t your fault,” you pointed out.

a chuckle resonated from deep within his chest. “touché.”

however, his lightheartedness faded out with that chuckle when his hands gripped onto you tighter, as if you were about to dissolve into water at any moment.

“what happened, reader?” he croaked, displaying a side of him reserved for your eyes alone. “how long have they been treating you like this? and for you to not even give them a taste of the boxing skills i taught you for these kinds of situations…”

you clutched his jacket tighter to your body. “you already have so much on your plate. i could not dare to tell you something that may weigh on your conscience.”

“please,” he whispered. “i want you to weigh on my conscience.”

after a moment’s worth of hesitation, you finally gave in, explaining that the fresh bouquet of rainbow roses he sent to your office one morning sent your colleagues into a frenzy that turned your life into a nightmare. as you spoke, wriothesley’s expression became grimmer and grimmer. he couldn’t even fathom how much of a shitshow your company was for permitting the kind of behavior he merely glimpsed this evening.

and he couldn't bear the thought that you had been suffering alone for months.

“they didn’t believe me for a second, even when i had pictures of you and me framed on my desk. ‘oh, those must have been edited’.”

realizing wriothesley's muscles were so taut, you attempted to alleviate the atmosphere. “i guess no one can accept an ordinary office worker dating the administrator of the fortress of meropide. like, picture the tianquan of the liyue qixing with an npc.”

in any other situation, your boyfriend would be laughing, but certainly not this one. “no one can determine our relationship,” wriothesley stated with a clear veracity. “you are the light in my bleak world, reader, and nothing is allowed to take you away from me. if so, i will travel to the ends of teyvat to bring you back.”

he then grinned, showing off his cute canines. “and you bet i'll put my handcuffs to use.”

you slapped a hand to your forehead. “way to ruin the mood. i was just about to kiss you.”

in response, he grinded his knuckles into the top of your head, which made you yodel out in pain. “what was that for!?” you exclaimed.

“for not kissing me, but more importantly: for keeping a secret from me,” he clarified, his pale gray eyes twinkling under the moonlight. “no more of that, okay?”

you warmly smiled up at him and rested your head against his broad shoulder, completely wiped out from the party-turned-fiasco. “okay.”

as the two of you reached your abode, a question popped up in your mind. “were you serious about the handcuff thing?”

he smirked. “yes, and you’ll find out just how serious i am after we take a shower together. you reek of wine.”

a pink blush dusted your cheeks. “what? together!?”

“together. you and me.”

“ahhh! put me down!”

“nope. not a chance.”

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x y/n #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #wriothesley x reader #fluff #crack #comfort #angst #stella writes — !#you're dating who!?

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koenigami · 6 months

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not sure if you allow it, but how does wriothesly react when the reader uses their safe word during an intense session?

tags : fem!reader, smut, crying, use of safeword, aftercare, comfort, +18

It's hot in the room, the constant gurgling of the pipes reminding you that WRIOTHESLEY must have turned up the heating higher than usual. Then why is your body shivering, with goosebumps all over your skin? You can't see him, can't hear him because he has barely talked to you ever since he's returned from his office. Yet you feel his large, intimidating form loom over your body from behind. You can't speak, can barely breathe with his constricting hand around your throat that somehow seems to get tighter by every passing second.

He's immune to your whimpers, to the tears rolling down your cheeks. With each forceful thrust of his, you hear the bed creak and feel your knees get weaker, your body loosing strength until you're nothing but a limp toy for him. You want to get up, push him away, but the grip his other hand has on your wrists while holding them behind your back- He's just too strong.

That's when even the last ounce of pleasure leaves your body and you're left with nothing but dread and panic. "Red, p-please." you barely recognise your own voice, hoarse and frightened. "No more, please, red."

The pressure on your windpipes is gone instantly. You realise it, not by the oxygen that is easier entering your airways, no, because you still feel like you're suffocating. You realise it because his warmth is as well gone in an instant. W-Where did he go?

Rough hands are all over your body, yet they treat you with so much care, helping you turn and lie on your back, soothing down your thighs. One of them at last settles on your cheek, the pad of his thumb caressing it and wiping the tears away. "Y/n? Sweetheart, you with me?"

You sniffle and press the heels of your palms against your eyes, your chest shaking with more sobs that won't stop racking your body. "I'm sorry, 'm so sorry. I-I don't even know-"

"No, no, don't apologise. There's nothing to be sorry for." Your brain still feels foggy as you finally look over at Wriothesley who's crouching beside the bed, giving you enough space to breathe yet still having his hands all over you, not wanting to let you go. Nonetheless, you're able to notice the tension in his posture, in his facial expressions. "Just try to relax, alright? You're okay now." his hand shifts to your hair, fingers combing through the messy strands until they settle on your scalp, soothingly massaging you there. "You did good. It was too much, wasn't it?"

"Couldn't breathe." you whisper and realise that you feel so small in his presence, but not in an inferior way. Wriothesley may look all brutish and intimidating with a strength that could crush any allegedly impenetrable door in the fortress, but you're well aware that he would never use that strength against people that he cares about. "And, uhm-"

Piercing blue eyes watch as you nervously fiddle with the blanket that he has covered you with. But the little peck he gives you on your shoulder tells you that he wants to let you have a breather and take as much time as you need to sort your thoughts. "You seemed a-angry. You were so quiet and, I don't know. It was..."

"Scary?" he finishes for you, a gentle and reassuring smile plastered on his face that alleviates the pressure on your chest.

"Yeah."

Silence invades the bedroom for a short moment, making you forget that you're miles beneath the water surface, that the room which you share with him belongs to a prison, that a few moments prior your body has been in a fight-or-flight mode. The silence reminds you that you're safe and that all of this, all of him, is home. "Will you come back to bed? And hold me?"

Wriothesley's eyes soften at your request and the timid sound of your voice. "Of course, my love." His knees pop when he eventually gets up, pressing a fleeting kiss on your temple before he picks his pants up from the floor and puts them on. Despite the previous events, you can't help but feel a light heat creep up your neck when you get a sight of his naked buttocks.

"Careful with those wandering eyes. I might think you want to continue where we left off." Wriothesley chuckles when you pull the blanket over your head, a futile attempt to hide your embarrassed expression.

"Come here." the mattress dips beside you and you let him tug the blanket off your head. The warmth and smell of his make you sigh in contentment once he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. "I'm the one who should apologise. I was not aware of how much I was hurting you."

The teasing smirk and brief leisurely attitude are gone, replaced by a seriousness that you usually only get to see when he's handling work related matters. He kisses your face again and again, further silent apologies that he hopes will lessen the pain inside your chest. And his. "I was a little irritated, yes, but that had nothing to do with you. Some inmates got their hands on a few bottles of wine." he explains. "Those drunkards started spewing lots of nonsense when I confronted them about it."

What did they say?" you inquire quietly, your eyes slowly but surely feeling heavier. With a palm against his naked chest, you notice the rapid heartbeat but decide to not give it any mind, since Wriothesley's tender strokes along your back are truly not making it easy for you to stay awake and think straight.

He stops his movements for a short moment, clenching and unclenching his fist as his eyes trail over the red, irritated skin of his knuckles.

"Your grace has turned quite soft." "Your little mouse must be doing a great job in bed, huh?" "Why don't you lend her to us? I'm sure we could teach her a thing or two?"

"Nothing you should worry your head about." his voice is merely a whisper as his lips move against your forehead before he buries his nose in your hair and resumes to trace more soothing shapes on your lower back.

a/n : thank you for your patience, dear anon! hope you'll see this since your request has been sitting for a while in my inbox-

#jinx approves. I post.#wriothesley x reader #wriothesley genshin impact #genshin wriothesley #wriothesley genshin #wriothesley #wriothesley smut #wriothesley comfort #wriothesley x you #genshin impact wriothesley #genshin smut

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elixrr · 2 months

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“could you be seen with me and still act proud?”

➢ Jing Yuan, Argenti, Aventurine, Dan Heng, Blade, Xiao, Childe, Wanderer, Zhongli

➢ Star Rail / Genshin x [GN] Reader

➥ (their answer + reaction to this question)

➥ (comfort / fluff)

✧ - JING YUAN

“Why, of course. I would hold your hand up for the whole of the Xianzhou to see.”

This was pretty expected of the sly general. However, what was unexpected was the way he took you in his arms and lifted you up—bridal style. You begged him to put you down as he opened the doors of his and your room, now making his way outside to remind the whole Xianzhou that you're his and he's yours.

✧ - ARGENTI

“Dearest love—of course, I would be so proud to have the chance to take the hand of mortal beauty itself, and, if it were chivalrous, I would boast about your beauty everywhere I go.”

Ever so poetic, Argenti pulls your heart strings again with his creative (yet cheesy) lines. He loves you; that's a fact that nobody can deny, and he believes that you were sent down by Idrila herself with how attractive you are. Without a hesitant thought, he backs away and offers you his hand—will you accept the offer in which he takes you from place to place, hand in hand, to show the whole world that your his love?

✧ - AVENTURINE

“You wanna take a bet? Here, I'll take you out to dinner if you guess my answer correctly—get it wrong, and I decide on what I'll do with you.”

With a wink and a smile turning into a smirk, it's always hard to guess what Aventurine is thinking, but with the clock ticking, you hardly get time to really think, and so you curiously answer with “no.” A smile grows on his face, and he leans in close, holding your arms. He whispers in your ear, “I guess that means you have to do what I tell you tonight.”

✧ - DAN HENG

“Of course. I do... I do love you, after all.”

His sentences are kept short and simple (with a little bit of blush), just like how they always are. Now, unlike most people on this list, he isn't bringing you outside to let the world know that you're dating, but he would feel and does absolutely feel proud to have you as his love. He reassures you that he would never feel embarrassed or feel the need to hide his love for you, no matter the crowd he's surrounded by.

✧ - BLADE

“Yes. Nobody's taking you, and nobody's taking me. Everyone had better know that you're mine, and the same goes for me.”

His response was rather threatening, but that's typical with Blade. His words are as sharp as his sword, but they're also as meaningful as sharp; his intent is nowhere near ill towards you, and he only means that he's dedicated himself to you already, and it's a dedication that he would never feel embarrassed or guilty for. Now, take his hand—he'll promise the world that you're his tonight.

✧ - XIAO

“Yes. Why wouldn't I be?”

In Adeptus Xiao language, he means, “yes, of course I would. Archons, holding your hand is a blessing itself.” And, though he doesn't admit it, he still feels it. You are his first and only love in several millennia. You, of every person to ever set foot in Liyue, managed to capture his heart when nobody else could. Xiao loves you, and he feels that he will forever, so he prays you'd banish him if he ever hurts you or hides his love away for something trivial because that means the karma got to him and that he's gone mad.

✧ - CHILDE

“Of course, babe! You know what? Let's go on a date right now— everything's on me!”

And that's simply Childe. Without a word, he disappears and reappears with your favorite outfit in hand, and has you put it on (in private as he waits outside the bedroom door), and when you're done, he's suddenly dressed nicely with roses in hand, and he takes you out on a date. How? No clue, but know that he's letting the whole region know that you're his right here and right now.

✧ - WANDERER

“Huh? That's a stupid question. Why are you asking me, anyway?”

Yes. He means yes in every way possible. His sharp tongue speaks the opposite, but Wanderer truly means that he would show you off to the world if he had to. If he has to, mainly because he finds the concept of love in its entirety as stupid, but he also loves you too much to let you leave him, let alone have someone else think that you're some vacant partner just waiting to be taken. Now, hold both of his hands. He'll glide you above Sumeru City and show everyone there that you're his if you're still thinking about the question.

✧ - ZHONGLI

“Well, of course. Would you like to take a walk around the harbor for me to prove that?”

Zhongli senses your insecurity, and he wishes to alleviate your worries, so he takes you to a popular teahouse by a bridge. It's not that grand or special, but he keeps you close to him as you both sip away at your tea and embrace the company of one another.

yes, this was a heathers reference.

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st6rly · 7 months

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just to sit outside your door.

[ !! ] — masterlist. info: wriothesley x gn!reader, hurt/comfort, patching up injuries, scenario warnings: mentions of blood, injuries notes: unfinished again bc um too much and i’ll be accidentally spoiling the 5+1 fic i have planned for him. basically a little ‘who did this to you?” type of post while i work on some longer stuff. could be seen as criminal!reader x wriothesley but i have a different post planned for that :))

the fortress creaked and groaned as the metal settled, mingled with a sigh as wriothesley stretched out his back, joints popping as he cracked his neck. he glanced at the clock that sat on the corner of his desk. the brass still had a gleam to it despite the weathered look.

“sigewinne is probably ready to turn in for the night,” he muttered to himself, scratching the back of his neck, and stood up out of his chair.

wriothesley collected the couple papers he still needed to look over into a small pile and walked out of his office. muffled shouts could be heard from further in the fortress, clipped conversations and frantic yells startling the duke as he turned the corner.

“what in the..” he trailed off as he walked closer.

“where’s the medi-“

“-winne has gone ho-“

“don’t move, y/n!”

the last phrase was a full sentence, one that made his blood freeze. he paused in his steps, eyes widening a fraction before he hastily ran down to the source of the shouting; the main floor was bustling when he arrived, items being passed around as a small group of people gathered around a specific area.

“sir, you shouldn’t-”

“shouldn’t what?” he gritted out, voice gruff as he shook off the secretary’s arm, watching with mild satisfaction as she backed away and nodded in understanding.

“wriothesley?” he snapped his head to the sound of your voice to where his neck almost came clean off. his brow furrowed as he drew closer, noting the tears in your clothing and the gash on your side.

“what happened?” it sounded like less of a question and more of a demand; he was fully expecting answer of who would even think to attack you.

you grinned sheepishly, wincing as you moved your arm and waved at him.

“that’s a funny story actually. you see-“

“i’m not here for silly little stories, y/n, voice low, he crouched down and lightly placed a hand on your cheek. “i’ll say this one more time before i go out and hunt the bastard down myself.”

he stared you dead in the eyes, anger displayed in them but concern and worry was clearly present as well.

“who did this to you?”

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #wriothesley x reader #astronetwrk #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin imagines #genshin angst #genshin comfort #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #wriothesley x gender neutral reader #! notepad.txt

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crookedgalaxycandy · 2 months

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I swear "x reader" fanfic writers save lives. You feel lonely and touch starved? Get some cuddle content! Everything kinda sucks right now? This character want nothing more than to comfort you! And they do requests, FOR FREE?! They are some of the most creative creators I've seen. I always feel better reading yalls content. Makes me feel less alone. And for the people who are like "that's so cringe," you know what's more cringe? Criticising people having harmless fun.

"x reader" author appreciation!

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suguru-getos · 9 months

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࿐ husband neuvillette headcanons (f!reader) ࿐

neuvillette, the most respected man in the nation of hydro, more than their archon focalors. he commands respect wherever he goes, his aura still polite, ever so approachable. however, the power of his position cowers people. they are often rendered scared to approach him, some of them literally profusely sweating around his nimble aura.

you, were his wife now, his significant other. someone he cherished more than life itself & someone who made you feel safe, heard, protected. it was said that he was the most sought out bachelor in fontaine before he left his heart for you one day. “break it or keep it. it isn’t mine anymore.” is what he said, when he proposed you. oh the words ring into your ear like the finest melodies till date.

the steambird/ the media was eager to cover everything about the wedding; but to their surprise— neuvillette took you outside fontaine. the city of freedom — monstadt is where you two tied the knot in the presence of a certain, melodious and a high alcohol simp bard.

truth be told, once you were married. there were people who forced false allegations on you. how you manipulated the chief justice into falling in love with you. how you are fake and you act in accordance to his liking to be loved by him. some people even tried to forge false cases against you. all of which— deeply entertained furina. thankfully, neuvillette was never someone to pay attention to any of these things. at one time, he himself fought for you in a false trial. you couldn’t be more thankful.

rains— the legend of hydro dragon weeping causing the rains was famous throughout the country of fontaine. one day, when neuvillette came home a little early, looking distressed, you noticed a harsh, unforgiving thunderstorm drenching the country. you walked towards the terrace, looking up and gently, soothingly whispering. “oh- hydro dragon. please don’t cry.” the rain… lessened. it was as if the intensity had been lessened.

it wasn’t more time until neuvillette confessed to you about him being a hydro dragon. ever since then, whenever there had been rains in fontaine, you make sure to find your beloved husband and hug him tightly, kiss his forehead and tell him everything will be alright. it breaks you apart seeing him like this after all.

sometimes when he comes back home, he always brings your favorite flowers, maybe your favorite desserts, along with a beaming smile only you have seen. people who are aquainted to you often ask if neuvillette being the chief justice and being the most powerful man in fontaine makes your married life difficult. truth is.. it could never. they just haven’t had any access to the good that your beloved dragon holds.

things do get riff-raffy when furina acts a little too childish around him. he pays no attention to her self-centered, self-absorbed behavior but it pinches you how she bothers him for every little thing. once, there was a celebratory banquet held for the same and your displeased face told neuvillette in that very instant — how you’d like the archon to ‘behave’ around your husband. he has been extra careful ever since. <3

your husband might look stern, but he is a soft man. you have witnessed this first hand with how respectfully and tenderly he treats you. on the bad days of your period, the chief justice is nothing but a doting husband for his wifey. you can always be snuggled up to him and cry, or just spend time.

he is a HUGE cuddle bug. would love to destress off work by wrapping his big arms around you and peppering your face with tender kisses. he smells amazing too! always making you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

#neuvillette #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin comfort #neuvillette x reader #neuvillete fluff #neuvillete genshin #neuvillette x reader fluff #genshin impact fluff

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goldfish-afterhours · 4 months

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Genshin Characters Apologizing After a Bad Fight

Characters: Diluc, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli x Gn!reader

Type/genre: Bulleted headcanons, angst/hurt comfort?

Warnings: Curse words, probably not the healthiest coping mechanisms/apologies

Diluc

His apology comes out strained, as if the words are clinging to the back of his throat

His fists are clenched tight by his side. He prepares himself for you to yell, to scream at him

But you don’t even turn around to look at him

Diluc always saw you as his rock, his lighthouse in the stormy night, the one who keeps him steady as his duties of both vineyard owner and vigilante shake him back and forth like a ragdoll

But right now, it hits him for the first time how small your back is, how human you look

Has he been taking you for granted all this time?

When you don’t respond to his apology, he calls your name, and you finally turn around

His eyes widen when he sees the tears streaming down your face

His heart absolutely breaks. How could he have made you, his love, his everything, hurt this much?

Before either of you says anything, Diluc flies towards you, cradling your head gently in his arms, as if any slight pressure would cause you to break and shatter like glass

“How pathetic of me to make you cry. I’m so sorry.”

Childe

His heart could rival the weight of the world right now

Childe isn’t used to disappointing others. No, he’s always been the golden boy, the prodigy, the one who sets the bar and breaks it at the same time

So how come you are sitting with your back to him, refusing to say a word?

And why can’t he find it in himself to say something, anything, to make this better?

He is petty person, someone willing to drown an entire city rather than admit defeat. Any word of apology is almost impossible to force out of him.

Instead, he drops a book in front of you. It flips to a random page, and you can see the photos and names of people listed on it

Not unlike a cat bringing their owner a mouse, this was Childe’s form of an apology, even without the actual words being uttered.

“Choose any person from this book. I’ll bring you their head.”

Kaeya

His fingers are restless, constantly scratching the back of his hand or twisting each other

His jaw is clenched, shoulders slumped forwards as he refuses to look you in the eye

“I…I was wrong. I’m sorry.”

You knew that Kaeya had a hard time with apologizing—not because he was arrogant and thought he could do no wrong, but the emotional and physical toll it took on him was great

He often finds himself caught in a dilemma

On one hand, he has a difficult time admitting he is wrong as it forces him into a vulnerable position. To be wrong is shameful, an embarrassment.

On the other hand, he knows he fucked up. And he knows there are only a very few amount of fuck ups people let slide before they get fed up and leave.

And having you leave is not something he can afford

Kaeya’s seen this before. Faced again and again with abandonment, he knows a simple “I’m sorry” is not enough to make most people stay

But it is all he can offer

He prepares himself for the worst, but he was not prepared for the way you gently lifted his chin with your hands, a soft kiss melting away his fears

Zhongli

When you slam the door to your room, Zhongli doesn’t try to stop you

He doesn’t knock on your door, nor does he try to coax you out

He knows your type of anger—it’s like fire, and feeding premature apologies or sweet nothings would only fan the flames

So he sits outside your door until you’re ready to come out

Slips you snacks and books from under your door, in case you get hungry or bored in your anger

When you see the treats and novels slowly appear from under the door, you’re still fuming, but it’s difficult to be furious knowing your thoughtful lover is on the other side, not pushing you to calm down but trying to make you comfortable as you sit with your anger.

When you finally calm down enough to unlock the door and step outside, Zhongli is waiting

There is not a trace of annoyance on his face, but you can tell he relaxes a little from relief that you are willing to come speak with him again

Takes your hands in his, giving them a gentle squeeze as he apologizes for his behaviour earlier.

“Please accept my apology, my love. I never meant to hurt you.”

#my writing #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin angst #genshin hurt/comfort #Diluc #Childe #Kaeya #Zhongli #diluc x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #zhongli x reader

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morphodae · 13 days

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“Love? Is everything alright?”

He stops in his tracks by the doorway when he sees the dejected look on your face. Your attention is on the illuminated screen in front of you as words threaten to tear down the pieces of you that are already hanging by a thread.

He inches closer and reaches for your phone; you make no move to stop him and he’s surprised at how light your grip is. His eyes scan across the screen and the toxic words that others are saying to you. The frown is evident on his face and he holds back a bitter remark out of fear that bringing it up would only make your feelings worse.

You watch, emotionlessly, as he tosses the phone aside and climbs into bed with you, open arms envelop you in a warm, hazy hug.

The ice encasing your heart is slowly thawing and you try your hardest not to let the overflow of emotions burst at the seams.

“You don’t need any of them, any of that. I’m here. You only need me.”

~\~\~\~\💜

~Any of your faves

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fallingdownhell · 6 months

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i love your recent posts but can i request hurt/comfort genshin impact xiao, wanderer, cyno where like they get into an argument about the reader being weak or something like that

although they didn't mean it, but after a few days after the argument, they see reader like training hard for them because of the fight.

Mhh, always. You know I love me a good dose of angst! And I'm sorry, but I only included two of the requested characters, because otherwise this would haven gotten way too out of hand and too much to read. Hope you're okay with that.

Characters Included: Xiao; Wanderer

Content: gender neutral reader; angst; comfort; hurt/comfort; established relationship; arguments between them and reader; shouting and cursing at reader in wanderer's scenario; Kunikuzushi/Kuni is being used for Wanderer

Word count: 2,2k words

Enjoy the read!

Xiao

You have to understand him. He's just looking out for you!

There is a clear, natural difference in strength between you and him!

He's an adeptus after all, and you're just a human! Sure, you possess a vision and you know perfectly well how to utilize it to your advantage in battle, but he's still your boyfriend! Let him be worried about you!

Honestly, he really just had your best interest and saftey in mind when he approached you one day, offering to train with you and possibly make you stronger, since he noticed your form to be a bit lacking when he watched you train.

The problem was, he told you exactly what he was thinking, no filter whatsoever. Which in turn caused you to get a bit defensive with him. That didn't sit right with Xiao, because in his eyes, he was only trying to help you.

This then resulted in a huge argument, where neither of you wanted to back down against the other.

"(Name), for the love of the Archons. Can't you see I'm only trying to help you here?"

"By berating me and telling me all the things I'm doing wrong? Without offering any advise at all? Yeah, great help.", you scoff as you turn your back to your boyfriend, trying to resume your exercise in peace. You were hoping that he would get the hint, to leave you alone. But he didn't.

"I'm really only looking out for you. You lack basic knowledge with the sword and you lack stamina as well. You're moving around too much, you make so many unnecassary movements. The hold you have on your weapon is too loose. Anyone could easily knock it out of your hand. Also-!"

"Okay! I got it!", you suddenly burst out as Xiao keeps on listing the things you're doing wrong in his eyes. It not only frustrated you, but it also made you feel so inferior.. to him and basically everyone else. You know that everyone starts out at some point. Everyone has to learn from the beginning. So why is he being so mean to you? Shouldn't he be more supporting of you as your boyfriend?

"I get it. You've made your point very clear."

You speak again, while Xiao just stares at you, mouth still hanging open. He didn't expect for you to raise your voice like this. You were usually so soft spoken.

You stared into each others eyes for a few more seconds, before you let out a sigh and placed your sword back into its sheat.

"I'm going home.", you announce as you go to grab your stuff. You collect everything and put it in your back, leaving without taking another look at him.

Suddenly, Xiao got the feeling that he made a huge mistake. Not only by "helping" you out with your training, but also as he let you go like this without having a talk with you, but something told him to let you be for the time being.

.....

Well... did he regret letting you just go like that. It has been almost a week since he last saw you, because you refused to call his name like you usually did on a daily basis.

And he was afraid of seeking you out himself, since he feared to only further sour your mood with an unannounced visit from his side. But he wanted to see you again so badly...

When the one week mark was reached without hearing anything from you, Xiao has had enough. He needed to make sure that you were okay. He was certain you would have called his name if you were in mortal danger, despite the argument at hand, but it's better to be safe than sorry. He needed to know you were still alive..

So, he teleported to your home, waiting for a few seconds in front of the door, gathering courage, before knocking on the door. He waited and waited, but nothing happened. He knocked again, but still nothing.

Xiao was about to leave again, scolding himself in his head, because of course you wouldn't open, you obviously didn't want to see him right now, when he heard noises coming from a bit further away.

Deciding to investigate, he followed the noises. And what he saw did shock him a bit..

He saw you, standing in a circle of training dummys, practicing different moves and tactics. He could tell that your hold on the blade has gotten better over the week you have been apart. In fact, everything he had critiqued about your skills seems to have improved...

Have you been training relentlessly this entire time??

This made him feel even more bad about this entire argument. He wanted to help you, not make you overexert yourself like this, just to prove something to him..

Deciding that it was finally time to talk, he approached you. You heard the footsteps coming your direction and turned towards them. Surprised to see Xiao there, you stopped in the middle of your session, facing him.

It was quiet for a few seconds as he arrived in front of you, and when you couldn't take it anymore, you decided to speak up again.

"What? Here to berate me even more?" It sounded way more sarcastic and hurtful than you had intended it to, and you saw Xiao flinch the slightest bit at your words, but you didn't back down from them.

"No..", Xiao answered weakly.

"I'm here to apologize." His words left you surprised, not expecting this at all.

"I didn't realize how much my words were hurting you. That was never my intention, (Name). I.. I'm just worried about you. There is a clear difference in skill, after all, but I shouldn't have been like this to you. I sincerely apologize for the way I treated you."

You have been with Xiao long enough to know two things. First, he was being completely honest with you. You could tell by the tone in his voice and the way he tried to look into your eyes, while also trying to avoid them at the same time, feeling embarrassed about being this vulnerable with someone.

Second, you knew just how hard it was for him to be honest and vulnerable with you. Saying this must have caused so much for him to do, yet he did it anyway.. for you.

For a second, you stood there and stared at him, before sighing and walking over to him, wrapping your arms around his body in a warm, comfortable hug. He did not hesitate for a second before doing the same, having missed this feeling dearly for the past week.

"I don't mind you helping me or giving me advise.. but maybe don't be so brash and insulting about it. Okay?"

He nodded, promising you to be more careful with his words from now on.

Wanderer

You sighed with relief as the Ruin guard in front of you collapsed and shattered into its parts, the cut on your side hurting a bit when you breathed, but it wasn't bleeding too bad, so the wound must not be too bad, either.

You were usually not that easy to surprise, but for some reason, you overlooked that particular ancient machine, resulting in it getting a hit on you before it was taken down.

Though, you were not the one responsible for taking it down. The actual reason was flying in from behind it, your boyfriend, Kuni. And while you were smiling at him, wanting to thank him for his help, he had a scowl on your face as he landed in front of you.

"What the hell were you thinking, Idiot? You would be dead now if it weren't for me being here!", he shouted as soon as he landed, not letting you get a word in.

You were taken aback by his harsh words and tone, staring at him, which only made him even more agitated.

"The hell? You don't even have an excuse! How can you be so fucking careless? I know you're weak but I wouldn't have thought of you being this stupid as well!"

You heard each and every single one of his words, and they all stung right in your chest. You were aware of the difference in power between you two, but that didn't mean you were incompetent with your polearm. You've trained long and hard to get to the point where you are now, and you were proud of yourself for it.

When you looked into his eyes again, you could see a bit of shock behind them, like he was surprised himself that the words actually left his lips.

You waited a few seconds, to see if he would apologize to you or take them back, but nothing came. Kuni's pride hindered him from doing the right thing..

"I see. If that's what you think of me, I won't be in your way again."

The words sounded cold when they left your lips, and Kunikuzushi flinched ever so slightly when hearing them, but you didn't react to it. Instead, you turned and walked away from him without acknowledging his presence any longer.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing? Where are you going?", he shouted after you, but no response. Then, he chased after you, but when he noticed that you were still ignoring him, he gave up on it, figuring that it would be best to leave you alone for the time being.

Surely, you would come crawling back to him soon enough... right?

....

Two weeks.

The incident has happened two weeks ago. And for those two weeks, he did not hear or see anything of you, whatsoever.

He was so sure that you wouldn't even survive a week without him before coming back and apologizing, but it seemed like he was wrong this time.

And he hated to admit this, even to himself, but.. he missed you. Missed your stupid, cheerful smile, your laugh and the way you always made his day better, just by spending time with him.

After about a week and a half, he began to think, that maybe, this time, he was actually the one in the wrong. That maybe, he took it too far with his words this time around.

Maybe.. he should be the one to apologize to you.

And yet, it took him a few more days to overcome his stupidly high pride and actually follow through with his thoughts.

Nahida, who knew all about the situation from Kuni himself, smiled and nodded proudly as the puppet went to leave the Sanctuary of Surasthana.

He first searched for you at your home, but you couldn't be found there. Then, he went on a stroll through the city, hoping to run into you along the way, but that too, proofed to be without success.

His last hope was the adventurers guild, and that someone hopefully has seen you there.

And luck was on his side this time, as some other members told him about how you have constantly been taking commission after commission for the past few days.

Feeling his worries for you rise again, he went to the locations given to him, hoping to find you there.

About an hour or so later, he spotted you at the location of the third commission you took, standing next to a defeated ruin drake while facing another one head on.

He had half a mind to rush over and take care of it for you, but something in him told him to let you handle it yourself. So he watched with bated breath as you easily took care of the machine, letting it fall to the ground while you remained completely unharmed.

That's when he really realized what his words might have caused for you. You are by no means a sheltered human, you're capable of defending yourself, and very well so.

As you were checking the defeated drakes for useful stuff, he came out of his 'hiding spot', walking directly to you. You noticed him approaching but chose to ignore him still. In fact, you've noticed his presence in the middle of the fight, but decided not to call him out and see what he would do.

When he arrived, he just stood next to you in silence for a while, watching you. But when you still wouldn't acknowledge him, he decided to speak up.

"(Name)... I... I'm sorry..", he mumbled quietly. He felt embarrassed, not used to acting like the bigger person, but he was in the wrong here, so he had to do this, no matter what.

The words out of Kuni's mouth caught you by surprise, your head swirling around to look at him, finally.

Kunikuzushi didn't know what else to say right now, so he stayed silent, hoping you would understand how difficult this was for him right now.

"..I'm not weak.", you answered him quietly as well, fully facing him now, but your posture and tone seemed a bit more open and calmer now.

"..I know."

He may not be the best with words, but somehow, you always understood what he wanted to say, anyways. It has always been this way between you. It was one of the many things he loved so much about you.

And that's how it was this time, too. He quietly thanked the Gods when he pulled you into his arms again, holding you for the first time in what had felt like an eternity.

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silent confessions

synopsis: the genshin men crushing on you and the little ways they show they care.

content: Kaeya/Venti/Alhaitham/ Arataki Itto x gender neutral reader. First time writing for venti so apologies if its a lil off. Fluff. Friends to lovers. Kissing in kaeya's. wingman diluc honestly. Going a lil feral in alhaithams and ittos. Use of nickname dear and cecilia<3 They are all quite long but I hope you all enjoy it! Not completely proofread. Let me know if there are any annoying mistakes!

⁎⁺˳✧༚ Kaeya໒꒱.*

Diluc is sure of three things. One, You're hands down single-handedly keeping the icedtea business alive in Mondstadt, his arms are still hurting from the heavy crates of imported tea from Liyue he has to carry every. Single. Week. Two, you're incredibly oblivious, three, kaeya is a lovesick fool.

Even though diluc has offered to deliver some iced tea crates to your home, it seems that you prefer to drink his stash empty at the bar next to kaeya.

It's making him ill really, seeing the way his brothers eyes keep drifting to your lips and how his hands inch closer to yours, still never really touching. Diluc almost doesn't recognize him. Kaeya is not the type to get flustered easily, if anything, try to make him flustered and it will backfire! but here he is, for hours sitting at the bar head leaning on his hands staring at you like you hung the stars.

You fail to notice how, despite not touching your drink for so long, at one point even dancing around the tavern when the bard played your favorite song, the icecubes in your glass never seem to melt and the tea never gets warm. It's the least he can do, Kaeya would be showing you more grand gestures of love if you didnt make his head fog up with hearts and flowers everytime your near.

"I'm going to use the bathroom, i'll be right back! "You say as you hop of the barstool and make your way to the second floor.

"This, is getting sad you know", diluc speaks as he snatches both yours and Kaeya's glass away, dodging quick enough as Kaeya tries to get it back

"Oh i'm sorry, I didn't know my love life was such an interesting show to you. I'll make sure to tell the writers"

Stupid arrogant oblivious brother of his

He's not gentle as he grabs one of the big pints, pours your favorite iced tea in with the ice cubes and slices of lemon and two straws this time and places it down infront of kaeya.

"I'm doing you a favor icicle"

Kaeya's unable to retort a remark back because you're sitting down next to him again.

"Ooh whats this, luc?" As you stir the tea with your straw, the ice cubes gently clinking against the edges of the glass

"On the house, it's the last"-he throws you a look- bit of icetea I have for tonight. Enjoy." And with that he steps out the backdoor for a break leaving you and kaeya in an almost empty tavern

He's feeling uncharacteristically shy sharing a drink like this. He's not sure he can contain the love confession thats lingering on his lips if you're that close to eachother. You snap him out of his thoughts before he can even try.

"Come on try this with me...its...its quite romantic don't you think" you say, a little timid

Youre killing him. Hes deceased y/n.

"Yeah, didn't- didnt realise Diluc had a romantic bone in him, guess it runs in the family after all"

You're not sure where you got the courage from for what you're about to say

"Maybe, we should do more of these romantic things together."

And just like that, knowing you shared his feelings, he got a bit of his charming wit back.

"My dear y/n- he starts, leaning down closer to you, one icy hand holding yours. Are you asking me out on a date" he wants to revel in making you flustered but he's pretty sure he looks just as flustered as you do.

"Only if you want to, Kaeya"

The way he presses his lips to yours gives you the answer you needed<3

Venti, alhaitham and itto under the cut!

⁎⁺˳✧༚ Venti໒꒱.*

Archons, the summer this time around is way hotter than any summers before. It's scorching outside and if it weren't for your knight of favonius duties, duties you took over for the Cavalry Captain for his day off (>:( ), you would stay inside the cool headquarters, in your little office with the curtains closed.

You really should get going but you're delaying stepping outside. The favonius headquarters is nice and cool and and looking outside you can see the heat radiating from the stone pathways

You're a knight of favonius! A little sunshine isn't going to hurt! You try to hype yourself up as you make it to the entrance. You can do this, who knows, you might even get a tan.

Bracing yourself and pushing the heavy doors open, you're pleasantly surprised at how the wind immediately seems to pick up and twirl and flow around you in cooling circles. Yes, the sun is still beaming down in all his glory, but the breeze definitely helps. You may even get through this without breaking too much of a sweat.

As you're doing your errands and run basically all over Mondstadt, the gentle breeze surrounding you never seems to falter, even now, as you carry heavy crates of sunsettias and apples up the stairs to Good Hunter, it actually seems like the wind has started to pick up, aiding you in its own way.

Sara is more than grateful as you place the crates down in the back for her. "You're a lifesaver y/n, please, go sit down and i'll whip something up for you".

Who are you to deny a break and a free meal?

Before you sit down you take off your sword and place it down next to you so you can completely unwind. It's not until you look back up from your weapon that you see Venti, with the bright smile he always seems to carry, sitting infront of you

"Hi, my sweet cecilia"

Archons, that nickname. You're lucky you can blame the weather on the sudden warmth flowing through your body.

"You're awfully happy for such a hot day, Venti"

He doesn't provide an answer to that, why is he so happy? Because he's with you of course, he's basically been spending the whole day with you, how could he not be happy?

instead of saying that tho he says "the wind is nice, hmm?" And On cue the wind stars to pick up again, now carrying the scent of the meal Sara is cooking up for you and twirling a few flower petals that got caught in it around you You little

"Yeah it is, i'm not sure I would have been able to get through the day without a little breeze in my face" you laugh and it's the sweetest melody he's ever heard.

"I guess the anemo archon has a soft spot for me"

"I suppose he does"

You fail to catch the longing glint in his eyes and the blush covering his cheeks as Sara brings you your meal<3

Oh my dear y/n if only you knew.

⁎⁺˳✧༚ Alhaitham໒꒱.*

It's not until Kaveh points it out, after Alhaitham leaves to pick up another book from the House of Daena library shelves, that you realize it, but it seems that Alhaitham, despite looking like he wants to be anywhere but here, always seems to look out for you.

Like the time he dragged you to the desert to study runes with him, he made sure every time you two stood still for a long time, he'd raise his cape a little above your head, sheltering you from the burning sun

And that one time where he grabbed your arm and pulled you into his side when some drunkards stumbling home almost bumped into you

"Drop your pen when he gets back" kaveh says, breaking you out of your thoughts.

"Drop my-"

"Sshh, just do it" he hushes quickly and goes back to drawing as Alhaitham sits back down next to you with a new book in his hand.

You let Alhaitham read a few more pages before you "accidentally" drop your pen under the table, sliding your seat back and ducking under to retrieve it, when you look back up to avoid hitting your head on the corner of the table, Alhaithams hand is already covering it. His gaze is still as focused as ever on the book infront of him, it's almost like it happened entirely subconsciously, like it was already engraved in his perception to look out for you and that alone made the butterlies in your tummy flutter around. You don't miss the "I told you so" gaze Kaveh throws at you.

Alhaithams book manages to hide the gentle smile he failed to hold back as he guesses from the look on your face and body language that you're onto him, and if he can guess one more time, he'd say the feelings are mutual.

He doesn't say anything but he does reach under you to grab the leg of your chair and pull you closer to him, arm draped behind you over the backrest, gently drawing shapes on your shoulder as he continues to read his book

*Did ya'll see that one nick jonas clip where he pulls her chair closer? Yeah? Thats alhaitham.

⁎⁺˳✧༚ Arataki Itto໒꒱.*

The locals of Inazuma are used to the never ending thundering and lightning. Even on clear days, it seems like you can always hear it lurking in the distance, dancing over the seas. Unfortunately for you, you’re not a local and despite having been here for a while, long enough to develop strong friendships and perhaps a little crush <3 the loud claps of thunder and the lightning that cracks open the clouds still make you flinch

You were embarrassed about it, so you never voiced it out to your friends. You would just try to hide your flinches and do your best to block out the noise. You're not doing that very well unfortunately. Itto has noticed, and boy does it make his heart hurt a little every time he catches you trying to hide it. You're part of the gang! Whether you know that or not, you're supposed to be able to tell him these things! but he understands, you seem to think that you're going to look weak in front of Arataki numero uno claymore swinging devil beatbox and beetle fighting legend Itto. He made me write this really You could never considering he gets weak in the knees everytime you make eye contact or touch his horns

So as the leader of your gang, your best friend and hopefully future boyfriend, he’s gonna help you because If there's one thing Itto is good at its being loud. It’s quite hard to hear the thunder lurking in the background when Itto's boisterous laugh as he’s "winning" a game of TCG seems to overpower everything, including the way your heart beats a little faster when he smiles at you.

You didn’t notice what he was doing until there was a summer storm forecasted. You didn't even have time to mentally prepare yourself for it before there was a harsh knocking at your door, maybe a bit to hard itto pls dont break the door

"Open up sunshine, I have some snacks :D"

He’s quick to make himself comfortable as you let him in, throwing the impressive amount of snacks and some card games on the coffee table and then taking up half the space on the couch, being careful to not knock the lamp on the sidetable down with his horns.

"Not that I mind Itto, but i didn't expect you to come over. Any reasons?"

"Yeah you're"- he cuts himself off. You never told him about your fear of thunder, would it upset you if you knew he figured it out?, archons he didnt think of an excuse what should he say, where is Kuki in times like this

"Yeah, I just thought i’d keep you some company because I AM afraid of summerstorms, yup, totally terrifying, so scary,so here i am."

Even he knows it's not believable. Especially since he has directed some...colorful words with the shogun before (not in her presence)

You are afraid”-

AND AND I thought, you know, maybe, since were all going to be locked up in our houses anyway we could have a little at home date......:D

Archons, Itto, if the storm isn't going to kill you its him. He's been aware of your fear and silently tried to help you with it? And now he has basically slipped a confession in trying to hide the fact he knows about your fear? He's such a teddybear fr

You don't fight the smile that's pulling at the corners of your mouth as you sit down next to him. Pressing a kiss to his cheek and pretending not to notice the hitch in his breath "Thank you, Itto"

Thank you for reading angels!<3

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