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dark-night-hero · 1 year

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Imagine never in a thousand years of being with the Conqueror of Demons, Yaksha or Xiao as he is now called did you think the time would come where he would have to choose between you and one another.

"Xiao."

"No shut up, don't talk to me."

"Xiao." This time you called him softly.

"Not now (First name) I'm trying to consen-"

"It's okay Xiao, let me go."

Imagine you never imagined this day would come. With the three of you, the traveller and him all bruised up and exhausted. The three of you might have defeated the enemy, but here you are in such situation.

Imagine your arms feels slightly numb upon hanging on for as long as you can remember from the cliff and yet the lingering warm touch of your lover was still felt, the same with his trembling touch. You know he was exhausted, and to make matters worst.

Imagine panting, glancing at your side. There was the unconscious traveller being held by Xiao preventing her from falling.

"What are you saying-"

"You knew very well in times like this decision.. decision must be made. Xiao." You smiled at him as you look at those trembling yellow iris of his.

"The others won't arrive until a while. By the time they arrive it would be too late for the two us." You added, swallowing a mouthful of blood.

"It's on you Xiao."

Imagine the way his eyes continued to tremble upon your words, glancing back and forth between you and Lumine. Strange, why is he looking at you like that. Have he made up his mind?

Imagine, it's not like you would mind if he chose her. But still, feeling a light pang on your chest. You want to cry, the sudden urge to cry was there and yet you continued to hold back your tears with a smile.

"Xiao?" Looking at your lover in daze, you chuckle. But soon stopped upon following his gaze, there was a woman.

"Xiao?" Unconsciously, you hold on into his arm, only then did he snapped at it.

"I'm sorry, what were you talking about again?"

Imagine you knew it from the way he looks at her from afar, you knew there was something. So why is he looking at you like that? Why does he kept looking at you like he was ready to let go of the traveller when she was the first for him to reach out a hand as you barely hang in there.

"Xiao. It's okay." You chuckle, a tear rolling down your cheek.

"It's okay, let me go."

"What are you saying- ugh."

Imagine, in the split second. The hand that was holding you loosen. Everything felt slow after that, the way his yellow iris widen, the way his jaw dropped. The way you look at your hand before taking it close to your chest, holding the place where his lingering touch was still felt. You smile, it was warm.

Imagine as you look up, strangely warm breeze blowing on your back. You saw Xiao frantically screaming in which seems at you, the way you saw tears running down those eyes makes you wonder why does he have to make it seems like he accidentally let go of you? Why does he have to make it seems like he was still in love with you. Why does it looks like he would jump off that cliff just to chase after you?

Imagine with every but of strength left. You smile at him.

"Don't come."

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: Pano ba yan mga beh, mamatay na nga hindi pa pinili. Pain, pighati.

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fyodorslave · 2 years

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Genshin boys + favourite position!

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+ characters: thoma, childe, ayato, diluc, kaeya

+ tw: 18+ content, explicit

+ note: fem! bodied reader

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childe ⇀ doggy style

childe is an ass man. he loves the recoils of your ass each time it comes in contact with his pelvis with enough force to make you shudder. on the off chances that he's not cumming in you, he will cum on the mounds of your ass, mesmerised at the way it drips down to the back of your thighs. he goes wild by the way you adjust to his thrusts by arching your back and moving your waist in the directions of his dick. it's safe to say that he's groping and slapping your ass each time he gets the chance, soon becoming obsessed in watching handprint form in red. childe would spread your cheeks and let his spit slide into your vacant hole, it makes you shiver onto his cock as he continues pounding you from the back and he swears that there's no feeling better than this.

thoma ⇀ missonary/ anvil

whenever he fucks you in missionary, it feel like heaven... if heaven were lewd. legs propped up or wrapped around his toned torso; either way, thoma's cock thrusts into you deeper each time. he'd pull out almost completely before slamming himself back into you. balls slapping against you ass with every motion. the slight curve of his dick grazes against your tight walls each time he bottoms out of you, kissing your cervix with the full intent to pleasure. he's a sweet boy, meaning he induces an uncountable number of orgasms out of you in the sweetest ways. his head tucks into the crook of your neck, hands on the underside of your thighs, supporting them on his shoulders while leaving sensual kisses under your ear and by the bend of your jaw. he desperately whimpers at the way you clench around him as he swiftly pounds into you at a fast pace, coaxing another sweet orgasm- asking if your okay to just hold out a little bit longer for him, just one more round.

diluc ⇀ reverse cowgirl

he's more or less used to this position- he prefers the simplicity of it. he's doing paperwork on his desk? cockwarm him. he's calculating the estimated breakeven for the dawn winery? bounce on his dick till he forgets what the margin of profit was. as the owner of a million dollar winery, its convenient for him to be as efficient as possible. that being said, no matter how hard he tries to convince himself that the multitasking is working, the way squirm in his lap and moan his name lewdly proves otherwise. who can blame him? when his pretty lover is getting themselves on his cock while whimpering at how good they feel- the documents in front aren't nearly as interesting. he'll watch you attempt to touch yourself under your skirt before pushing your hand away, replacing your soft fingers with his rough ones. expected of a pyro user, his fingers are warm as they rub circles on your clit while his other hand assists your hip movements. his lips would ghost over the base of your neck, telling you exactly how he'll fuck you to a point where you can't remember your own name.

ayato ⇀ cowgirl

watching you sink down onto his cock, whimpering while adjusting to his size his is favourite thing. don't think for a second that just because you are on top you have control in the bedroom. ayato would grope the sides of your hips roughly, picking you up and slamming you down onto his cock at a brutal speed. he loved everything about you riding him, he loved the slight sting of ur nails clawing at his thigh for stability, he loved the the way your shaking hand would reach down to touch your abused clit, or the way you'd tell him to slow down, moaning his name and whining that it's too much for you to take. your thighs would shake as he makes you cum for the third time in this position. his eyes failing to show any pity while it fixates on the way his dick sinks into your pussy, lips twitching around his girth. but what he loves more was the way you'd plead him to go slower, yet the way you lolled out your tongue and moaned each time he reaches that sweet spot deep inside of you indicated that you want him to do anything but go slower.

kaeya ⇀ prone bone

kaeya loves fucking you deep into the mattress, expect nothing less than him fucking you over and over again till he's satisfied. like childe, he's an ass man. he'd push your body into the bed while groping your ass in the most prevented way- providing him with the best angle to thrust his cock deep inside of you. depending on your stamina, your body would give out much before him, which makes this position ideal for his seemingly endless endurance. laying prone in your bed, kaeya would lift your hips up enough to repeatedly abuse your g-spot and coax another intense orgasm out of you till he's sure that all your neighbours know his name. feeling you walls pulse around him each time he bottoms out if proof that no one is able to work your pussy as well as he does. and that's enough to make him smirk at your fucked out face.

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💌 HEY GENSHIN FANDOM! this is my first time writing for genshin so I hope I did well lol.

(A genuine question I want you guys to answer: are you able to tell who my favourite is based on my writing quality?)

Thank you for reading! likes and reblogs are always appreciated!

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lunarsigh · 1 year

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hugging the sumeru boys

Characters: GN Traveler with Tighnari, Alhaitham, Cyno, and the artist formerly known as Scaramouche.

Word count: ~2.3k

When he's presented with an unhappy, touch-starved Traveler, what does he do?

People tell Tighnari a lot of things. He has that kind of face, he supposes. Sometimes, they tell him things he would really rather not know. But it's rare that someone stays silent when he's clearly trying to radiate "I am trustworthy, please talk to me" - like you are right now. You've been staring into the fire for the better part of an hour, answering with monosyllables when he's asked about dinner or night watch shifts.

If you had proper ears, they'd be drooping. Which is the thought that finally gets him to sit next to you and say, "Okay, what is it?"

You blink, as if to dispel whatever you were seeing in the fire. "Oh. Sorry. I'm just … I don't know, in a mood. Thinking about the wrong things."

Tighnari doesn't know what things you're referring to, but given his experiences with you, you probably have a lot of "wrong" things to dwell on. You don't deserve them, but it's the nature of what you do. "Wanna talk about it?"

"Not particularly." Your mouth curls upward in a half smile, which is almost sadder than your previous expression.

The offer is out before he has a chance to consider it. "Do you want a hug?" He's done this with others; with Collei mostly these days. He has never been super touchy-feely himself, but sometimes touch is what people need to ground themselves, and so it's part of his arsenal to make sure whoever comes to his part of the forest will leave intact, one way or another. It's just never been something he considered offering to you, until now. And he's considering taking it back, apologizing, when you suddenly nod and scoot closer to him.

He wraps his arms around your shoulders, and you lean in, wrapping your arms around his waist. Your head rests on his shoulder, and he leans his cheek against your hair. You have a very particular scent, he noticed it the first time he met you, something he can't quite place, something that reminds him of both the earth and the stars at the same time. It's not a scent found in his forest, but it belongs here nonetheless. Because it's your scent. And you belong here. With him.

And that is a thought Tighnari wasn't expecting to emerge. At least he didn't say it aloud. And at least you're not looking up at him to see how his cheeks heat up. But you're soft and warm in his arms, and when he looks down he can see a more content smile begin to form on your face. "Thanks," you murmur.

"Don't mention it."

He lets you sit there like that for a long time. He won't talk about it the next day, but when you catch him looking at you with a slight blush as you make your way through the forest, he simply shakes his head and moves forward, smiling.

At first, Alhaitham thought you were one of those annoying people who moped around hoping someone would notice and pay attention. But after some observation, he realized that you actually weren't paying him any mind at all, you were so caught up in whatever was making you unhappy. He's not sure what bothers him more - that you're this unhappy, or that you seem to have forgotten he exists.

(Alhaitham is smart enough to know his own strengths and weaknesses. Being self-centered can count as either, depending on the day and the situation.)

You've been moving around the room for a while now, picking up a book, reading it for a minute, then putting it back down and going to look for another. Normally, that kind of restlessness irritates him, but with you, he rather likes having the opportunity to watch you over the edge of his own book, to appreciate the grace with which you move, the lines of your body, the way your expression twitches each time you realize you cannot concentrate on this book, either.

He wants to know what makes you tick. But if you're not going to tell him, then he'll have to take matters into his own hands.

This time, when you pass him, he sets down his book and reaches out to grab you by the waist. The surprised noise you make is quite pleasing, and he makes a note of it - perhaps one day soon, he'll perform a thorough investigation of what else might get you to sound that high-pitched and breathy. But for now, best not to follow that train of thought, or else the results will be evident to you, as he drags you into his lap. "What the hell -"

"Shhh," he says, wrapping one arm around your waist to lock you into place, while picking up his book with the other. "You're moving too much, it bothers me."

He expects an indignant reply, not the immediate loss of all energy. "Sorry. I'll stop."

You try to stand up, but he holds you firm. "Yes, you will." It's a plush, oversized chair, more than big enough for two. And he'd rather see you annoyed than … whatever this is.

And, well, he finds he enjoys having you pressed against him, warm and solid. He'll have to do this more often, if you don't try to kill him for it.

You're probably considering it, judging by how stiff you are. But Althaitham decides to go all in, keeping an arm firmly locked around your waist, while opening his book and beginning to read again. He's good at multitasking. A few long moments later, you relent, slumping down and squirming to find a more comfortable sitting position. The squirming is kind of a problem, one you'd start to notice if you moved back any farther … but no, you find your position and prop your feet up on the arm of the chair, reaching for a book on the table next to you. When Alhaitham looks up at your face again, you're giving him a familiar look, one of disbelief and mock weariness, but it's mostly free of the sadness you wore a few minutes ago. That's all that matters, really.

The two of you will do this again, Alhaitham decides. This, and more. You'll just have to get used to the idea.

Normally, you and the wanderer once known as Scaramouche travel in a fairly companionable silence, which he's come to appreciate, not that he'll actually tell you that. But he relies on it enough that its absence is notable. Not that either of you are talking while you walk down this quiet stretch of road. No, it's just that your silence is heavier, your mind clearly somewhere else. Somewhere dark.

He doesn't like being reminded of that silent, dark place - he spends too much time there as it is.

"What's your problem?" It comes out more hostile than he intends, but he's still learning how to rephrase his thoughts into more palatable words.

"What?" You look over at him, blink away whatever was living behind your eyes. "Nothing. Nothing to do with you, anyway."

"Then what is it?" He can admit to his curiosity. You've encouraged it, after all. You can't blame him for exercising it now.

"Nothing!" you repeat sharply. It's been a while since he's seen you be irritable with him. You usually go out of your way to stay level, to be the grounding force for his still volatile personality. In a way, it's almost comforting; it's almost like you're treating him like a real person.

"Bullshit," he responds, almost cheerfully. "You hid it from that flying menace of yours, and she's too dumb to get it. But I know a shitty mood when I see one."

The look you give him almost reminds him of your first few meetings. That's both comforting and disturbing, in all the weirdest ways. "Why do you care?" you ask.

He shrugs. "I dunno," he says. "I just … want to know, I guess." He doesn't precisely know why. Or, at least, he's not ready to put it into words just yet, even inside his own head.

You stare at him for a long moment, before your whole posture seems to collapse in on itself. "It's stupid," you say, turning your head to look away. "It's just … something reminded me of my twin, and it's just staying with me. It happens sometimes. Nothing to be done about it."

In that moment, he knows that he'd kill your sibling, just for causing that note of despair in your voice.

He remains silent, though, and you continue after a moment, in a quiet voice. "I really just want a …" You laugh, in a way that sounds like you're mocking yourself. "A hug. How dumb is that?"

Oh no. You're not allowed to have any of that self-hatred. He's still hoarding it all for himself. It just seems wrong on you.

"Okay."

"Okay, what?" You look back at him, confused.

"You want a hug? Fine. I'm not the one you want, sure, but I'm physically capable of it."

You stop in your tracks. By the time he realizes it and stops, he has to turn around to see you again. "Are you serious?" you ask.

That note of disbelief feels a bit like a needle stabbing into him. "Well, if you don't want it, then -"

"- I do."

"What?"

"If you're serious, then yeah." You're mumbling a bit; sunset has fallen, so the shadows may be playing tricks on him, but are you blushing?

Well, at least he's not the only one. "Yeah, if you want."

He honestly can't remember the last time he hugged anyone, aside from the weird manner-laden greetings people sometimes forced upon him in the Harbingers. But after some awkward shuffling, you close the last bit of distance and wrap your arms gingerly around his waist. He carefully mimics your stance, encircling your body and gingerly pulling you closer. He can hear you sigh softly, a note of release, of just the smallest bit of relaxation. And when he feels an answering tightening inside his chest, he realizes exactly how big of a mistake he's made. How much he's going to remember about the feeling of your body this close to his. On purpose. Because you want to be here. Because you trust him.

Oh, fuck.

It's been a long week, and if he's being honest with himself, Cyno is incredibly grateful that you decided to join him for the last day or so. There's a lot of Canned Knowledge activity in the desert right now. He's not even close to having run everyone down yet, but he's got a couple more dealers than he otherwise would with your help. But, at the same time, he's worried about you.

He asked a couple of times, but you cut him off pretty firmly. Cyno knows all about the urge to keep your problems to yourself, he could teach a whole Akademiya course about bottling up your feelings, if they ever decided to add "unhealthy coping mechanisms" as an area of study. He hates being pressured to talk, himself, so he's not asking anymore. But he's still concerned.

You've been physically friendly with him before, slinging an arm around his shoulders, poking him in the arm, leaning against him occasionally when you stop to rest. He likes that. He misses it, actually. And that informs his next course of action. If it's a misstep, he'll apologize, but hopefully that won't be necessary.

As you stop to take a brief rest, Cyno comes up behind you and rests his chin on your shoulder. He can feel your body stiffen briefly in surprise, but continues. "Hey. What do scholars eat when they're hungry?"

You relax as you realize what he's doing, though he feels a strange shiver run through you. Maybe he's talking too close to your ear, that can do it. But you don't move him, or tell him to do so, so he stays where he is as he watches you close your eyes. "I don't know," you say with mock weariness. "What do they eat?"

"Akademiya nuts."

He's got a whole explanation ready to go, about how he heard about them from a traveling salesman from Fontaine, but apparently it's not necessary - after a half second of silence, you suddenly start snorting with soft laughter. It's more than he'd dared hope for. Your body relaxes, and you slump forward a bit, taking your shoulder away from him. His reaction is automatic, unthinking; he wraps his arms around your waist to keep you close. Later, he won't be able to tell himself why he did it, not without admitting things he's not yet ready to acknowledge. It's just … something he needs.

Your response seems to be just as automatic, and even more surprising to him in retrospect. Almost immediately, you turn in his arms and wrap yours around him. Your weight is resting almost entirely against him, and he holds on tight, keenly aware of the trust you're placing in him.The value of that trust cannot be measured, not for him. Whatever he's done to earn it, he thinks, he will figure it out and make sure to do it a hundred times over again.

"Thanks," you murmur, close to his ear, and he wonders if this is why you shivered before - this unexpectedly strong sensation that runs down his spine, more than pleasant, awakening something deep within him that for a brief second, he wants to pursue more than anything else in the world.

Sense returns quickly. He's almost disappointed by it. But you're still here with him, and that's more than enough. More than he ever expected, honestly. And he'll hold onto you as long as you do the same.

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bahbzxxx · 9 months

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Sick! Venti X Traveler!Reader (SFW)

(In which his sickness was caused by getting his gnosis taken cause Huh sis that hurt even watching. But HAH he’s getting ✨better✨ while S*gnora is a pile of ashes lolsies)

There’s only one set of eyes on your mind as you race through the serenitea pot that’s much too big for your liking. If you were focused on your environment, Everything everywhere would make you want to explode into a pile of stardust here and now. Only the thought of not finding him would make you want to do that.

You approach the guestroom. Venti has been staying with you for a little while, recuperating. He will do it once in a while… when he needs a place to hide because the sickness is too hard to cope with alone. Sometimes, his stays are very long…and they seem to get a little longer, every time. He insists that it’s because he enjoys being with you, and he’s really recovering, but by not. But you know He will never feel the same… since…

No…NO.

You push the ice from your mind and how it still feels like frost blooms along your skin, only to penetrate it. It’s sharp.

You can only imagine how sharp it was for him…

With you just…there…doing nothing…

You knock on the side of the door, which is slightly ajar.

You hear a gentle hum, as well as footsteps and slight floorboard creaks from an owner too beautiful and divine for any land in the sea of stars you crossed.

Venti’s viridescent gaze envelops you in a fuzzy warm cloud as he opens the door. He is sleepily rubbing his eyes with his eyebrows furrowed. His expression softens as he sees you…and he takes both your hands in his, and he takes you inside. He can sense your despair…so he closes the door behind him with a gentle pat.

You see that he has no corset on and wears flowy pants that are a touch wrinkled. There are light sleep lines on his face and peaking out of his sleeves…the tell tale signs that he had just been in a deep nap.

“Hmm… you’re done early today…hmm…got any stories for me?”

His voice is so husky…and you can hear his exhaustion.

He holds his hands out to you with a soft smile, sensing you could really use an ear.

The hug you give the archon is almost enough to crush his own lungs.

“Hmph~ oof!”

his unbuttoned shirt is now covered in your tears as you cry into his chest, squeezing into his soft waist as if it is your life-line.

“Mmmm? Mmm…”

His heart breaks when he realizes you’re crying. He wraps his arms around you, rubbing deep circles in your back and nuzzling the top of your head.

He lets out a large sigh, and it feels as if his body is deflating like an anemo slime.

“Windblume…oh, my sweet little Windblume…” he whispers softly into your hair, leaving kisses in between.

He knows why you’re being like this…and truly, he does understand, as much as he’d prefer if you weren’t worrying so much.

“I know. I know…but I’m okay. She’s all gone…shes not gonna hurt us anymore…she’s not gonna hurt you, hurt…hurt me…”

He feels you squeeze him tighter, and he hears your little hiccups. You’re crying harder now…

“Windblume… I’m fine…I’ll be fine…I’m recovering, mein liebling, I promise you…bit by bit…”

He keeps rubbing your back, taking deep, steady breaths. He continues whispering sweet comforts as he holds you for a while, rocking you back and forth as he leans his body against the wall.

After a while of standing, Venti feels a bit weak…he may have recovered a lot, but he still needs a bit more time.

“Come with me, love…”

Gently, he leads you to the fluffy chair he begged you for a while ago from the Cats Tail in the corner. He plops down with a heavy sigh, closing his eyes and leaning back.

“Ahhh…”

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The bard opens his eyes, a bit upset that you haven’t joined him yet. He finds you standing there hesitantly, shyly watching over him while your eyes still sparkle with tears.

“Liebling…” He beckons, chuckling to lighten both your moods a little.

He reaches for your arm, and gently pulls you into his lap. He feels your hesitation, knowing that you’re scared even sitting in his lap could make things worse for him. He reassures you that this is oh so far from the truth.

“Uh-uh, no no no…I want you here with me…It’s okay…you make me feel better…”

He takes you in his arms once more, making sure you’re cozy in his lap.

“There we go…all comfy and cozy.”

He kisses your cheeks and your eyelids, as if he’s kissing your tears away.

You can tell he’s still lethargic based on the weight of his kisses…

“Now it’s my turn to suffocate you, hehe…”

He squeezes you to him, letting your head rest on his heart. It beats so steadily and slowly, like a gentle bass drum.

You sit like this for a while, You staring up at him, his chest he offers as your pillow as he takes his time kissing all over your face.

Naturally, despite all the worry you had, and still have, his viridescent gaze is so calming and soothing that you feel yourself growing sleepier and sleepier, much to his satisfaction. But…he sees that you’re still trying to fight it off, even when you’re safe in his arms and you can sleep. All this worrying about him… it made him sad, knowing that you probably were getting much less sleep than he was…

“My little warrior…you’ve been so worried about me…you’ve been so exhausted…you don’t need to hide that from me…” He sighs, moving the hair out of your face that just keeps coming back and hiding your precious eyes from him.

“…you know…I’m not quite used to someone being so concerned for my well-being…you remember that?”

You nod, and he purses his lips.

“I-I know…I know I worry you…” he continues softly, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

“And as much as I want to give you a little bop on the head and tell you to stop that…”

He gives you a bop on the nose, hoping he can get you to giggle for him. Maybe just a crack of a smile even.

“That means…I’d have to stop getting worried with your adventures…I-I know, my Windblume…it may seem like you’ve seen just about everything…can do anything…but there’s always a part of me that’s just terrified…so scared you won’t come back to me…”

He tips your chin back up to him.

“But…you always manage to find a way back… Back to me…don’t you?” He smiles, bringing his nose closer to yours.

“I’ll even bet that you could be cursed by an evil sorceress on your travels, doomed to be an insect forever…”

Your eyes widen. You’d seen much worse, but nobody had done that…

“But…then I’d find a certain pretty little butterfly on my nose as I wake up from an afternoon nap…somehow, somewhere…”

You raise an eyebrow. You suppose you’re the pretty little butterfly in question…

He chuckles deeply, his chest vibrating against you.

“In other words…no matter how much I worry about you…somehow, even if it’s through a single thread of hope…I know that you’ll end up okay…right? Somehow…I really don’t know yet. You still truly amaze me…”

You giggle at the expression on his face.

“And…do I amaze you?”

You nod, a cute little blush on your face.

“Hmm…ok, then…let me amaze you with how, no matter how much you keep worrying about little old me…I’ll always be with you…and I’ll always find my way back to you…even if it’s just a tiny gust of wind…know that it’s me…do you understand, Liebling?”

You just smile, imagining to yourself how that would work. The bard takes that as a yes.

“Besides…you and I both know I’ve seen the rear end of much worse than this…and maybe…just maybe…I’m a little stronger than I’m given credit for…”

There’s a bit of bitterness tinged in his soft expression and tone…but it’s definitely not directed at you. That person is a pile of ashes now.

“Hmm.” He clears his throat. “So…”

He leans in to whisper into your ear. His tone lowers at least an octave.

“Trust me.”

It’s not a question. It’s not a request.

He presses his forehead to yours, his eyes enveloping yours. Your lips are almost touching, and you feel his breath on yours.

“Trust. Me…”

He closes the fragment of space between your lips. It starts out soft and sweet, but his kiss becomes heavier as he puts one arm around the small of your waist to keep your fellow sleepy self from slipping, and the other on your cheek.

He keeps kissing you, breathing the same mantra into you every time your lips part- “Trust me.”

You slip your arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to you.

“I love you…I love you so much, mein liebling…I love you in a way that even a poet as myself couldn’t describe without making an utter fool of himself…”

His cheeks, already rosy, grow redder and redder and hotter everytime your lips touch and twist. You get so lost in this lush little wonderland that you feel you’re going to fall, even in his hold. The sensation startles you, and you panic. You gasp, clinging onto the fabric of his shirt. He lets out a whimpery and whiny groan.

“Oh…perhaps this isn’t quite the best idea, is it?”

He sighs, blowing his bangs out of his face.

You nod bashfully, an apology forming on your tongue. You slowly begin sliding off his lap, but his grip on your waist tightens.

“I had wanted to try and get out of bed today…maybe be useful and show you some of the poetry I had penned…but maybe…just maybe…”

There’s a gleam in his eye. It’s that gleam.

“Hmm…yep. Not today. Back to bed!”

You find yourself slung over his shoulder as he makes way back to the bed. Before you can scold him for obvious reasons, he’s already tossed you onto the bed, and the mattress is springing underneath his weight as he climbs onto the bed himself, looming on top of you.

He laughs as he ensnares you underneath him, your arms crossed and shaking your head. Your face is priceless, and he’s sure the winds of the far flung past, present, and future will never, ever forget it.

He feels a bit dizzy now…to not even his own surprise, so he flops down beside you, making the mattress bounce even more.

“Ahhh…that’s more like it…”

He weaves an arm under your body and around you to pull you closer to him.

“Now…where were we…oh, yes…”

You lean in for another kiss. You’re left hanging for a bit, and you can hear the smirk he’s wearing.

You open your eyes with a pout.

“Oh…don’t be like that…besides…aren’t we forgetting something? Hmm?”

He brings his braid to your face and brushes it against your cheeks and makes it do a little dance on your nose. He bops you on the nose once he’s done with the little dance.

Of course you have to undo his braids. Of course you do.

“There’s my Windblume…”

(is that angsty enough)

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june-again · 10 months

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TIGHNARI: # poison tree.

word count. 0.7k. genre. hurt/comfort for traveller!reader's existential crisis.

song request by @howdyfriend: poison tree — grouper.

warnings. major spoilers for sumeru archon quest & interlude act III.

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“Thanks to your kind efforts, traveller,” Tighnari was saying, “the forest rangers are no longer overwhelmed by withering zones. We can focus on revitalizing the affected areas and reintroducing indigenous species where they belong. Don’t you dare deprecate your efforts. You’re saving the forest, you know.”

You only sighed. You were standing at the south end of Tighnari’s hut, absently studying his organized butterfly pins on the wall.

Tighnari’s adamance about your value to Sumeru’s forest was thoughtful, but it did not help in the way he thought it might. You had already been in Teyvat for years, somehow; you had been accumulating power and journeying the land long enough that you ought to feel at home. Many worlds before had been unwelcoming and you and your twin had still achieved comfort. Many worlds had taken you two in as one of their own.

Teyvat was different.

Although you knew part of your dissociative feelings around it were because you missed your sibling, there was more that was unsettling you recently, and you knew it had to do with Greater Lord Rukkhadevata and the Baladeer’s historical disappearance. In this world, knowledge existed as memories of Irminsul. But you did not. You did not exist, and you knew more than the world tree wanted you to. You knew things you never wanted to forget, but wished you did not have to carry the memories alone.

You could tell Tighnari none of this.

In a way, it felt that your tongue could spark withering zones to spread like wildfire. A single word about the former archon, a single word about the Wanderer’s past, and you could cause chaos. You were not allowed to be honest with someone you cared about as much as the General Watchleader of the Forest Rangers.

“Hmm… Something else is bothering you, isn’t it, friend?” he said, standing from the chair at his desk. He was always too attentive for his own good.

He approached you. You felt his hand lightly rest on your shoulder and you closed your eyes, brows furrowed. “There isn’t anything you can do.”

“I may not be able to do anything, but won’t you give me the opportunity to try?”

You turned your face to him. And oh, he knew nothing. Tighnari’s hazel eyes were searching yours, earnestly hoping and insisting to offer his assistance. He was the sort of friend you would do anything for if he asked it of you, because his heart was so good and his work was so ardent. He concerned himself with those in need; namely, Collei, the forest, and you.

You opened your mouth but you didn’t know what to say, still.

“I know that there are things you cannot speak of,” he said, filling the silence. “I understand it. I see it in your eyes.” His ears pressed back as his tone became more resolute. “But do not think that that alienates you from me. I believe—I believe quite strongly that whether or not you think you belong, you were still meant to arrive here, and are fated to meet those that you do. It is foolish to believe in mistakes.”

You turned your head away, feeling tears sting at your eyes. You knew what to say now, though you were quite aware its acceptance would be in vain should fate ever turn sour. “I have one request, Tighnari.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t forget me, no matter what.”

He didn’t say anything, and you turned nervously to see him ungloving his right hand. He offered it to you. “Let’s shake on it.”

Relieved, you smiled and took his bare hand in a steady handshake.

“Though I see no risk for it,” he said, “I will do my duty as your friend to never forget you for as long as I live.”

If the world was destined to never truly remember you, then he was destined to break his promise. And yet you could not help but pray to Irminsul that that day would never come.

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lazu-light · 1 year

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Ran ꒰ weilanran on IG ꒱ as Alhaitam !

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mxnaluv · 11 months

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hi! for your alphabet requests, could i have d, k, p, and t for heizou?

I LOVE HIMMM

Heizou NSFW Alphabet

MDNI!! 18+

Warnings: Sexual themes, Strong language

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He secretly wants to be the bottom. He's usually tops and takes all the lead but a part of him just wants to switch the roles and be the bottom instead

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He has a roleplaying Kink. It's pretty obvious that he wants to do a detective roleplay, but wouldn't mind doing other scenarios with you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

For Heizou, it really just depends on the mood he is in. Sometimes when he's had a rough day, he'll go rough on you, but when he's feeling lovey-dovey, he'll be romantic and take his time.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't own any, but if you ask to use toys, he'll be much obliged to do it. He started to buy them because of you and ended up discovering that he really likes toys, especially on himself.

#heizou my beloved #heizou #shikanoin heizou #genshin impact #genshin #genshinimpact #genshin impact hc #genshin impact liyue #genshin x male reader #genshin x trans reader #genshin x traveler #genshin imagines #genshin smut #genshin heizou #genshin headcanons

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caramelstarlight · 10 months

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Yey!! but anyway Tighnari x reader that hangs out with the Rishboland Tigers and Spinocrocodile but they’re super chill and friendly with the reader. And don’t worry about running out of requests from me. I’m super hyperfixed on Genshin right now and especially with Fontaine coming next patch :) I’m getting Lyney.

OoOoOoooooooOooOoo!!!! :0 (Also thanks for helping me stay alive on tumblr lol)

Pocahontas that you? /j

Also I got shining Glitter in my first 10 pull on her banner. On the day she came out. Luck is backkk. Forgot to post it lol

Take a bad drawing :) (I need to draw better smh)

One with the Forest!

(Totally not his burst or skill hehhehhehehehhehehhehehhehhehhhhhhee)

Fluff bc yes. this feels short but I didn’t know what to add pfft.

Tighnari x Reader

Multiple animals gathered around you. Dusk birds landing on nearby branches and peacefully co-existing with the rishboland tigers. They all stayed calm near you due to your calming and peaceful presence. Always happening an animal in need.

Butterflies landed on your shoulders,foxes sat on rocks with spinocrocodiles resting with the bird buddies. As you hummed a gently and mesmeric melody. Keeping the peace between the animals. Knowing the animals near you with your eyes closed.

Some Rishboland tigers rubbed their faces near your legs. Foxes pawing at your feet as you opened your eyes. Seeing Tighnari who appeared in front of you. Some scurried away seemingly to make an opening for him. Seemingly calm around him as you barely moved a muscle.

He sat down near a few foxes. Using his hand to support his head as he watched you lovingly. Wagging his tail slowly and relaxing himself.

After you finished your humming the animals moved away. Satisfied and Tighnari came up to you as you got up. “I never knew you could sing or hum so wonderfully.” He’d state as he hugged you. “It’s music to anyone’s ears.” Tighnari said to you when you embraced the hug.

“Thank you Tighnari.” You would reply to him as you both sat in the comfortable silence. Wrapping his tail around you effortlessly and bringing you closer. Hugging you as you leaned into his chest. Both of your views focused on the sky and the water. Watching the lotus’s sway slowly with each wave.

He seemed to be more clingy than usual. But he’s busy with work so it’s rare to see him off. He most likely found you on a patrol or during research. Watching as Rishboland tigers letter you pet them. Amazed at how close you were to the animals in the forest and how much trust they placed into you. Slightly jealous that you didn’t pet his ears or tail.

“How are you so close with them?” “They hear me sing often and I always help them so they know I’m not a threat.” You’d tell him. Intrigued by your answer. Humming softly again.

“Just like you say, One with the Forest Tighnari~” you’d say to him as he and you both laughed. Watching a finch land on his head between his ears. Flicking them as you used a finger to put the finch on your finger. Showing it to Tighnari for a few moments. Trying to not trigger his more animalistic side, it flew off to a nearby branch.

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unknown-lab · 1 year

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𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭

Pairing: Kamisato Ayato, Scaramouche x reader (separately)

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Unintended pregnancy (Scara's part)

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𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨

Things haven't been going right between you and the Head of Kamisato Clan lately. For the past few months, Ayato only came back for one week. You missed him, of course. You can feel the both of you getting more and more distant from each other. Even if he comes home, it's always midnight when everyone is asleep. And before you could wake up and greet him, you were greeted by an empty space beside you.

After taking the test, you didn't give much thought as you were blinded by happiness. You wanted to surprise Ayato, so you dialed his secretary to ask for his schedule. Surprisingly, he's staying in a hotel located in Inazuma City. You wonder why he chose to stay there even though Kamisato Estate is not too far from Inazuma City. You ignored your concern and decided to drive to Inazuma City by yourself.

By the time you get there, it’s alright dinner time. Ayato should either be doing paperwork or eating. You double-confirmed with his secretary and went straight to his room. You knocked once, twice, thrice, but no one opened the door. Right when you were about to call his number, the door finally opened up. He was only wearing a robe, the upper part of his chest exposed, droplets of water dripping down from his hair. You bit your inner lip to suppress your smile from forming on your face.

“What are you doing here?” His question came out cold and harsh. Especially when he’s looking at you with those icy-blue eyes that could stab through your heart. You don’t know why, but you felt that your heart ached a little from the tone of his voice. It’s like he didn’t want you to be here, at all.

“I just want to see you…” You dare not look at him, let alone speak with a cheerful tone. “Come in, take a sit.” He sighed and made a gesture to invite you in. You sat on the couch while Ayato went into the bedroom to dry his hair. You quickly followed him as you heard the sound of a hairdryer starting up. “Let me help you.” You sat on the bed with him, took the hairdryer from his hand, and start drying his hair. Although his hair isn’t too much or too less, it dries pretty quickly, it only took you 5 minutes to dry his hair completely. Once he stood up, you took a deep breath and hugged him from behind. With a smile on your face, you told him the big news.

“You are going to be a great dad.”

You couldn’t see his reaction, but his reaction made it clear that you won’t be having a great day ahead. You could feel his body tense up, and he turned around to look at you with widened eyes. Your heart instantly dropped when you take a look at his face, eyebrows knit together, strong grip holding onto both sides of your shoulder which will bleed if you didn’t push him away.

“You are kidding right?” He looked into your eyes, asking impatiently. “Archons, please tell me you are kidding.” Tears started forming in the corner of your eyes, part of it is because of the shoulders that were about to bleed, but most of it was because you knew what is reaction is about. Although you don’t know the reason behind it, you’re too scared to even talk about this anymore. Ayato broke the silence with one sentence that shattered your heart into a million pieces.

“Y/n, abort it.” He turned around, facing his back to you.

“What?? Why???” You looked at him, you don’t even know what you’re feeling right now. Confusion? Anger? Disappointment? Maybe all. You never thought this would happen to you, especially when he’s involved. Ayato was always supporting you whenever you need, but this time… why?

“You know we aren’t married. How would people look at us if they know you were pregnant before marriage?” He took his phone out, it seems like he was going through his contacts.

“Let’s get married then! Let’s not wait any longer, please…” And with that, Ayato left you sobbing alone in the dark room, heaviness hangs around you, suffocating, overwhelming.

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞

Note: This is before Scara left the fatui and everything before Sumeru archon quests.

Scaramouche had made it clear that he doesn’t, and will never want a child in his life. Well, at least that was what he said a few years ago, right when you both started dating. But now, you’re not sure, you never dared to ask again because it’s evident that he doesn’t like to touch anything related to this topic.

Right now, looking at that test result you’re holding. You blinked a few times, rubbed your eyes, and looked at it again.

Fuck. Double lines.

Your head felt a little heavier than before. Enduring the pain, you made your way to the kitchen. You threw the test along with its box into the trash bin, you then leaned against the kitchen counter, staring blankly at whatever is in front of you, thinking, what exactly led you into this mess?

Come to think of it, around 1 month ago, Scara came home drunk. He was never been that drunk before, but that day was an exception. “That shitass Tartaglia…” It was what you heard when you held him, guiding him to the couch. You carefully placed him and moved away to pour him a glass of water. Before you could move a step, a pair of strong arms turned you around and pulled you down, making you straddle his lap. That’s when things started going wrong…

While you were still processing the memory in your head, you heard the sound of someone unlocking the front door.

“Y/n?” Scaramouche looked around and saw no traces of you. You quickly regained composure and rushed to the front door. You gave him a warm and tight hug, face buried into his broad and firm chest. The thing is, you couldn't bring yourself to lock eyes with him. You felt guilty, guilty of not being someone who lives up to his expectations… or rather, a wish from his side?

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” He doesn’t use physical touch as a love language, so he’s not used to hugging you. However, this time he could sense that something was telling him you weren’t in a good mood. Without second thoughts, he immediately wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. He tried his best to give you the comfort you need, at the same time also trying to learn what’s going on in your head. Rather than telling the truth, you decided to keep it to yourself for the time being.

“I just missed you. Go take a bath, I prepared warm water for you.” You raised your head and looked at him with a smile. While he was in the bathroom, you were struggling to construct a sentence in a way that he wouldn’t be suspicious. So that when he's done taking a bath you will be ready to ask him. He came out after 20 minutes with his messy damp hair, and a small tower over his shoulders. You were sitting peacefully on the couch, eyes so focused on the movie that's projecting on the TV screen. That's what he sees from his perspective though, in reality, you were anxious about the situation you've gotten yourself into. He tries to maintain his composure, the urge to just hop on the couch and cuddle you is using too much of his rationality to control what he really wants. At least, that was what he wanted to do to you. Instead, he just sat down beside you, laid down, and rested his head on your lap. You dried his hair with the towel. Although you’re 100% sure your lap will be wet, you just couldn’t care less about it, there’s something more important than that going through your mind.

"Hey, wanna play Truth or Dare?"

"Yeah, sure." He replied nonchalantly, eyes still fixated on the TV screen.

"You go first, I choose truth."

"Why did you choose me?" He turned around, eyes fixed on yours this time.

"Do you still remember the day we met each other? I got kidnapped by treasure hoarders. There were lots of people who saw that ugly scene of me screaming, struggling, and crying for help. But not a single soul tried to stop them, they were too scared to approach. Y'know, I thought I was done for until you stepped in." You looked at him, giving him the warmest smile that made him blush.

"Now, my turn. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth"

"Do you... despise children?" There was uncertainty and reluctance in your question. You couldn't bring yourself to look at him, so you just looked in front, blankly. Of course, any normal human being would be expecting a positive answer, waiting for it expectantly.

"... Not really, but I'd rather prefer not to go near them."

... Silence

"I see..." Ding Dong. This is when your delivery came. Nice timing.

I ordered pizzas, wanna eat them? I'm quite tired today, so I'll go to bed first." You walked away, leaving Scaramouche alone in the living room. Of course, he didn't notice anything wrong going on within you...

He was assigned to a mission for 2 weeks after that day. Every day was uneasy without you around. When he came home, he was expecting a hug and kisses from you, but instead, he was greeted by a cold room without any sign of you, and a letter on the table.

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bingthirst · 2 years

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WARNINGS!6?!0@: NONCON ━━━

Empty head ,Imagine gorou going feral on your cunt while itto has you caged in his arms so you don’t escape,Gorou whining like a dog in heat as he eats you out,While itto is sucking on painful hickies around your neck,Bitting into your shoulder and laughing at your crying state :( After gorous finally done his face and chin dripping with your juices,Suddenly him and itto switch spots,Uh oh it seems like gorou was just preparing you so you could take ittos oni dick<3

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meowanian · 9 months

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༉‧₊˚. attractive things that crush!scara does;

warnings: usage of doll once but its gender neutral reader.

biting from where you bite;

while you are eating your lunch at class with your friends, he just casually walks to your desk and leaning behind your shoulder, biting your sandwich and pinching your cheek as thanks.

winking and smirking at you at the middle of a basketball game;

“oh my god! look, scara’s winking at me!” one of your classmates said and giggled with her friends, blushing at the attention. you wanted roll your eyes at her squelched voice but held it. “i think he was winking at y/n.” a boy said from the field, it was kazuha, scara’s best friend. “since he likes y/n.” now it was your time to blush.

the way he leans to the wall behind you;

“how are you doing?” a voice asked, a voice that flows like silk. he leaned into you with his arm on the side of your face. you stared at him, not knowing what to say with the sudden interaction. “cat got your tongue, doll?”

sitting next to you at classes, but getting too close to you intentionally;

the way he stared at you at classes with his head down on the desk, throwing his arm around your shoulders, giving you (a little bit) suggestive notes and grinning at your reactions.

teaching you how to skate, but getting too close intentionally, again;

you were about to fall when you first get on the skateboard, he held your waist and prevented you from falling, face was too close to yours and the grip was tight. “careful, we don’t want you to get injured.”

https://x.com/meowanian?s=21&t=FJP9k7jPrxthMa9glnBxng my twitter account if you wanna be moots!! i will be active there soon <3

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kierancaz · 10 months

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I want to get back into Genshin but I don’t want to play the game I just want to read a really long fanfic of Aether going through all the story where it’s basically the same except just improved bc fanfic writers always improve things and are better at plot building than the actual game devs

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myntrose · 1 year

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Hi!!! Its me again ✨ anon, sorry i havent been active in a while, but i have a request if you dont mind platonic nahida x reader, where reader is the reincarnation of the flower goddess and is self-aware of that, and was like "wonder how the lesser lord is doing???" and then finds out the the sages did, marches over to the sanctuary, and then has like a custody battle over nahida, which reader wins! you can add any implied or hint at character x reader, i dont mind! Anyways, how are you doing? I got back into genshin a bit ago, and now im a nahida main(she is precious bebe) -✨

✨ OMG I MISS YOU AHHH ! (i haven't done this archon quest yet, just watched streams of it lol) i hope you enjoy!

❀Flower Power!❀

ft: Nahida x platonic! gender neutral! Reader, implied Traveler x gender neutral! Reader

cn: chapter 3 archon quest spoilers, fluff, reader travels with Traveler :D, reader is very protective, i haven't actually gone this far into the quest so very out of cannon LOL, a bit shorter than other fics D:

a/n: i've been alright ✨! a lot of academic stuff, work stuff etcetc D: but i'm slowing coming back! (i tried my best to write this, i'm purposely saving up my archon quests lol)

word count: 325

song on replay: until I found you (em behihold version)

"I want you in my arms, Oh, let me hold you

After dozens of adventures with the world renowned Traveler, many would think that you've seen it all. In some cases, yes, you've gotten to see all sorts of places in Teyvat that you didn't even know existed. All these travels allowed you to meet many new people, as well as old friends from lifetimes ago. Some reuinons were, nicer than others (tea with Zhongli will always beat running away from Ei in Inazuma)

The next destination for the Traveler was Sumeru, with the goal of meeting the the dendro archon. Perhaps it was the perfect compatibility of your abilites and that of the archon of Dendro herself, but you were always closer to her than the other archons. She was kinder than most gods, and definitely smarter. Several times along the journey to Sumeru the Traveler had to make sure you were alright, with the all your excitement constantly bubbling.

While your powers weren't as strong as they were in your past life, you knew something felt of the moment you stepped into Gandharva Village. And, as per the usual, the whole visit of Sumeru was filled with adventures, commissions, and saving a whole population due to the fatui's escapades. When it came to escaping the Sabzeruz Festival, it was only then that you realized where the goddess you were looking for was.

The whole fiasco of rescuing Nahida went better than it played out in your head. When it came to saving her, you specifically requested to stay back and fight all those who locked her up in the first place. And so, once the Traveler finds Nahida, they both are met with the sights of you scolding (and threating) several sages.

Seeing the familiar white haired archon, you immediately sprint over to her and scoop her into a hug, which was lifetimes overdue.

"Lesser Lord! Archons, I've missed you so much!"

"It's really good to see you too, I hope you've been well"

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin x platonic reader #genshin nahida #genshin x traveler #genshin x gender neutral reader #yall pls bear with me I tried writing this with not having played the quest yet lmao #mynt's ✨ anon

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quinntell · 12 days

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Alright let's get it then!! Any HC for my beloved Kaveh?

Hell yeah! One of my favs

This is indeed a kaveh x traveler pre usual

Kaveh LOVES just small physical touch, like traveler leaning against him while talking or random high-fives. He is the type to be extremely expressive with every emotion so when he wants attention he isn’t shy about ASKING but he also has a big thing is his pride so he will make it seem like it’s for your sake

for example: traveler is just chilling with Kaveh the both of them sitting next to each other and Kaveh turns to them and just. Lays his head on their lap. then to save his pride he looks up at them and gives the excuse of them looking bored or like they wanted attention. the traveler just laughs with a smile and indulges him deciding to not point out how Kaveh is the one getting attention.

#Kaveh #kaveh x traveler #EITHER ONE OF THEM.#Genshin x traveler #Genshin #Genshin kaveh #he would do this with alhaitham or ANY of the 4ggravate crew #Genshin impact #kaveh headcannons

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karmic-toast · 2 years

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❀Genshin Highschool AU❀

Masterlist (Currently under progress TwT)

Summary: Who knew highschool could be such a stressful thing. This is irl mixed wit crack

Tw: Me simping for Xiao, Childe and scara being assholes

Characters used: Xiao, Childe, Itto, Kaeya, Thoma, Albedo, Ayato, Gorou, Scara

Word count: 2.4k

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Emo boys aren’t really your type, well except for this one guy. He hates socializing and tries to bring the least amount of attention to himself. But for some reason, he always manages to catch your eye. Whether it be him walking past you, or him mumbling to himself, he always made your heart flutter. To be fair, you didn’t notice him at first. Well, you knew he existed, from the gossip and rumors that go around you, but he never intrigued your interests. That is, until the day he had helped you out. You still remember that day. You weren’t doing well emotionally, being stood up by your boyfriend for the second time that week. It was Xiao, who had encouraged you to get over it. The very Xiao that you had never spoken to, aside from the nods of acknowledgement when you see each other in public. The way his usually harsh, cold amber eyes turned into a sweet, soft caramel-ish tone while trying to console you-, it’s all forever ingrained in your memory. Even if that day wasn’t the best, it came pretty close with Xiao. Your friends have no idea why you have a soft-spot for him. You try communicating with him, and his anti-social attitude toward you shifts- one worded conversations becoming actual sentences. One day, as if the archons had heard about your interests, you were partnered with Xiao on a history project. He had a deep knowledge of history, despite being asleep during class. (You later learn that he’s one of those kids that don’t actually pay attention in class but gets high grades.) Despite his cold exterior and threatening glares, he has a soft side, just for you.<3

There is this certain boy who you’ve deemed one of the most annoyingest sophomores you’d ever met. He is one year older than you, just one year. A difference that no one would care about in the grown up world. Yet he just has to rub it in your face. He treats you like you’re a 12-year-old. ‘A very, dumb, naive, yet adorable child’ Childe says. He always likes to tease you but HATES it when someone else tries to. One of his friends who clearly didn’t get that Childe was joking, thought that Childe was deliberately bullying you. He had called you harsh names, which were a bit nicer than Childe’s words, but his tone was what unsettled you. It sounded like he meant every single threat that left his mouth. When Childe found out about your supposed ‘bully’, Childe forced him to apologize to you and you never saw him again. Even though 99.9% of Childe’s personality was being a pain in the butt, there were times when he could be nice. Like for example, the time you had gotten an F on a math test. You had gone crying to Childe, which now that you think about it was a horrible decision, and you both studied for the upcoming math test. Childe had tried to conjure whatever memories he had of math class the year before, which mostly consisted of sticking gum under desks and trying to think of something witty to say every 10 seconds. All while managing to hide his previous math tests, marked with a big, red F on them. What was most impressive to you was that you managed to improve your score from an F to a D- which was progress nonetheless. That improved your relationship with him just a little, much to Childe’s delight. He has no idea why you dislike him so much. :l really Childe? But to his defense, he considers his teasing as a sign of affection. His crush for you is slightly noticeable, if you squint enough. He has a way with talking and flirting with everyone, so it’s hard to tell. But what you do know is that if he tried harder to be more likable, then maybe, just maybe, could you acknowledge the warm feeling you get when you spend time with him.

His big booming voice can be recognized just about anywhere, whether it be for good or bad reasons. He is most notorious for having his own gang, and for having beef with Childe and Kaeya in winning your affection. But for you, he was most notorious for losing your mirrors and brushes you lent to him. Itto has an apologetic look on his face as he asks for a mirror again. “Please, Y/n? Yes, yes, I know I lost the other mirrors, and I can’t promise you that you will get this one back, but I promise you, I’ll pay you back.” Itto has repeated this sentence as much as he says his idle lines. But the most jaw-dropping, mind-boggling incident was with Ushi. You see, Itto had mentioned about this cute cow named Ushi several times in past conversations that drew your attention. You asked about Ushi, and Itto said he could never bring him to school. You had thought that Ushi was a stuffed animal or something, and the reason why Itto was so secretive about it was because he didn’t want to be ridiculed by his classmates. And BOY WERE YOU WRONG. You went to Itto’s house, which had a pasture in the backyard. And if that wasn’t enough red flags for you, the big cow dung you had stepped in was enough. “I-itto? Why is there…” And then you see it. A big, tall, slobbery bull. You screech to your best of abilities, bull poop long forgotten. (This isn’t Genshin guys, Ushi isn’t cute and adorable. This is irl.>:D) “Calm down Y/n, Ushi’s just a baby.” No way that was a baby. No way. You shake your head in denial. Soon, Childe comes speeding down toward you. “Y/n, I heard you screaming!” he glares at Itto. Then he sees Ushi. And now it’s his turn to screech. Itto is one of those jocks. Definitely plays football, or rugby. And I bet he wears those skin tight, white shirts. He likes showing off how ripped he is.

Whilst competing against Childe and Itto, this man doesn't need a whole army of goons for support. He can single handedly make women fall for him. And you were sure that even if he was super handsome, most of his attractiveness came from his voice and his seductive personality. That was what made Kaeya stand out from the other two. Itto was a himbo and only cared for his looks, believing that he was supreme. And Childe… he was on a level that you couldn’t even think of comparing. But one thing was clear, those two were dumb. On the other hand Kaeya was a clever, cunning man, one of a kind man. It was clear that the blue-haired junior year was your favorite out of the three. Even though he is always surrounded by other girls, who would not let you go near Kaeya. Although your time with him was more limited than the others, you still had a good time bonding with him. He had similar experiences with annoying siblings. And even in a way, Kaeya considered you as a younger sister. Maybe… more so an accomplice to his crimes.

The story on how you met him is very interesting to say the least. He was Aether, your brothers, friends, cousin. He met you after his cousin introduced him to Aether and after Aether introduced him to you. Which was surprising since Aether didn’t like you hanging out with boys too much. But it was a great decision by Aether. Thoma had personally matched you up with the people who now are your besties. The respectable thing about Thoma is that he may meet a lot of people, but he remembers them. You were baffled when Thoma had given you a preset on your birthday, as well as Aethers, after you told him once. His kindness always does a 360 and returns back to him. He always wins heads or tails, to the point you’re sure he’s somehow cheating. And he wins rock paper scissors. Last Monday, you were walking with him to school, and on the way there Thoma had found a 100$ bill on the ground. As expected of him, he brought it to the police station. But he was told to keep it since it was impossible to find the owner. You asked him what he was going to use it on, and he winked and put a finger to his lips as he whispered, “I was going to throw a dango party for Kazuha’s birthday.” To this day, he still manages to surprise you with his selflessness.

Being a genius surely must be tough, being bombarded with questions even the teachers couldn’t answer. But what certainly surprised him the most was when you asked him about algebra. To your defense, he had caught you off guard after asking you if you had any questions after your friend had asked him one. You and Albedo became good friends after finding out about your shared love for art. Even though your art looked pre-school level compared to his, he enjoyed every aspect of it. Why he’d rather spend time with you than the other students, you have no idea. Albedo said he liked the fact that you are more observant than the others, but you doubt that's true. But you are very glad of the fact that he is your friend!

One day, Itto had invited you to a party. You didn’t know who the host of the party was, and you were sure that the host didn’t know you, so you respectfully declined Itto’s invitation. But Itto had pestered you about how the party was going to be great, and how the host had said himself that everyone was invited. The main reasons you didn’t want to go to parties was because you thought they were shady. Plus, you had to worry about your next math test. You questioned Itto about the house party. “Will there be any alcohol or drugs?” “Nope, I’ve been to every party of he’s ever hosted and I’ve never seen any illegal activity.” You were still dubious about Itto’s promise, until you found out that almost everybody was going. Including Aether. So you put your worries aside and went partying. True to his words, you found that there was no alcohol. What usually was supposed to be beer pong was replaced with boba tea. After wandering around the house- actually house is an understatement, this was a mansion. The owner of this house surely must be rich.- you conveniently stumble upon the host. He had silky blue hair and a personality so calm, you were starting to doubt that he was the one who came up with this whole party. His name was Ayato, you learned. And your suspicions were correct. He didn’t come up with the party, his sister Ayaka, and her friend Yoimiya planned the whole thing. If he wanted to, Ayato could surely be a therapist, because you went from ‘How are you’s to venting, ‘Oh I have a math test and I don’t know what to do’. Ayato listened carefully to all of your struggles and decided to help you. He ended up spending the rest of the day helping you with math.

Ever since you helped him out in 6th grade, when an 7th grader named Scaramouche was bullying him, you became besties. You had sleepovers with him and even got to meet his precious stuffed animals. You always thought of him as adorable, since he was very awkward and nervous. But your friendship didn’t last long since he had to move away. So it was certainly a surprise when you saw Gorou at school. He seemed to have grown out of his timid personality, and became an extroverted popular kid. He came to you as soon as your eyes met, and you could barely recognize him until he told you his name. Nobody remembered him from middle school because he was so quiet. Well, unfortunately Scaramouche had. He snobbily walked toward Gorou and said a well thought out insult. You opened your mouth to tell Scaramouche to back off, but before you could do so, Gorou smoothly retorted back at him. Embarrassed, Scaramouche walked away, and that was when you realized that this Gorou was different from the Gorou you had loved so dearly back then.

Notorious for having a short-temper, a bad hair-cut and a horrible attitude, Scaramouche is a official asshole. (You probably guessed it. I’m not even gonna try to conceal his name.) The only thing you have in common is your shared hatred for a certain ginger. Despite his snobby behavior towards you, he actually cares for you. You probably don’t remember but you had saved him from bullies when you were in elementary school. (Y/n’s out here saving everyone) He shows his affection towards you in a weird but slightly noticeable way. For one, he doesn’t call you harsh names like he usually does to others. And two, he doesn’t outright ignore you. But that’s it. (Hey! Don’t blame him. My dude’s trying his best T^T) But to his credit, he has tried doing something for you. Key word: Tried. One day, Venti was trying to copy off of your homework, after you told him several times not to. Seeing this Scaramouche snatched your homework out of Venti’s hands. Then he and Venti got into a verbal argument. “Hey fandango man, give it back.” Venti tries to take the paper back. “I’d like to see you try.” Scaramouche sneered. The balladeer raises the paper high over his head. But there was a major flaw in his strategy. Scaramouche and Venti were the same height. Venti easily grabbed onto the paper with no issue, much to Scaramouche’s annoyance. (Srsly, this man has too much confidence) Scaramouche tried yanking the paper back, but Venti wasn’t going to let go of the answers so easily. After a short tug-of-war, the flimsy paper finally fell under the pressure and split. “Venti? Scaramouche? Is that my…?” You really knew how to arrive in just the worst moments. Venti throws his half of paper at Scaramouches face. “He did it.” “Well, the paper wouldn’t have ripped if you hadn’t pulled on it so roughly.”

The memory of Scaramouche being like that was so infuriating, you were sure he was the spawn of the devil himself. Thus you gave him the title of #1 asshole.

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