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#though i fear about getting too venty about things!
janebonbon · 16 days
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Just a little warning that there will be an art stream tonight! I'm going to push it back to 8pm EST because I want to have time to unpack some delivered groceries!
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electrosair · 7 months
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Jealous headcanons anemo + cryo ver.
english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes
characters: heizou + kazuha + scaramouche + venti + xiao + kaeya + wriothesley
word count: 1k
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Heizou
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
4/10 He's not really jealous over you, it's more with people who may get close to you, mostly because of the attitudes they may have towards you. It's not something he likes and he's not going to tolerate it either, but he will always do it in discreet ways.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
7/10 Whenever he sees someone start to make moves on you, he will pull subtle acts, as if teasing the person who is looking for a good time with you. He'd never let you know if you haven't noticed, doing things like putting an arm around you or throwing glances when you're not aware of him.
what is he most jealous of?
In cases where you realize it, Heizou would be annoyed if you jokingly and having warned him about what was going on, you jokingly play along with the other person. It's something he would draw the line at and stop doing after he began dating you.
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Kazuha
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
3/10 He is easygoing with everyone, so there are no exceptions with people who are looking for something with you. He wouldn't take it too bad either, he would leave it up to you unless you go to him for help, only then would he jump in.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
2/10 He prefers to leave you to your own criteria and freedom, as he himself has decided to do with his life. As long as you spend a certain amount of quality time by his side experiencing new things and places, that's enough for Kazuha.
what is he most jealous of?
It doesn't happen often, but it would be a thorn in his side if you go to places, which you discovered with him during your travels, with other friends or acquaintances of yours. He would like it to be something intimate and meaningful between the two of you.
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Scaramouche
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
10/10 Occasionally he may vent his jealousy on you, because of silly arguments or disagreements that you have, but mostly he would do it with those who are going to flirt with you. In the end he understands that it's not your fault, so gradually he tries to fix that problem.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
9/10 Most likely, he already felt this way about you even before you started dating officially. He would have behaviors like asking you to go out with him every day in the hopes that you wouldn't end up noticing someone else.
what is he most jealous of?
If you are outside and someone's attitude towards you really shocks him, he can't help it, an impulse in him would get you out of there immediately without thinking. Scaramouche's not going to tolerate that kind of stare over what he considers his own.
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Venti
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
4/10 Even when something in him goes wrong and he feels jealous, it's as if at the same time he knows that he must give you freedom to act as you want and after all, you wouldn't change him, right?
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
7/10 He likes to keep you close all day long, write songs and ballads of his beloved without the need to name names or tell the rest who exactly you are. He's not going to do that if it means that others also know who you are and will approach you, whether to ask about the archon or a simple bard.
what is he most jealous of?
One of his greatest fears is to keep losing the people he loves even though he knows that it is inevitable with the passage of time. Venti would not be able to bear that, apart from factors like this, you would be the one to voluntarily leave his side and go with someone else.
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Xiao
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
6/10 I feel that individual acts would make him feel insecure and jealous over you when you're away from his side, so he tries to always keep an eye on you so he knows where you are. That way he could be ready all the time when he needs to do something because of another person flirting with you.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
8/10 His way of expressing that you belong to him in some way or another would be with small marks made by his own teeth on your skin, in places where only he can see and no one else. That's why they are there after all, isn't it?
what is he most jealous of?
When you start spending more time and hanging out with other people, specifically a single one that he doesn't even know by sight and you get to complain to him that he's been checking you out more than usual. Xiao likes to think to himself that he's doing it for your safety.
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Kaeya
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
3/10 Even if he occasionally feels upset by people near you, he prefers to trust you enough that he won't try to do anything unless he feels it's too much and you're not doing anything to stop the situation.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
5/10 Only when he is aware that someone is making moves on you will he become more possessive. Whether it's to make you feel a little safer if you send him a look of distress, or to scare off whoever you have after you, no one is going to mess with the cavalry captain's partner.
what is he most jealous of?
It's something he enjoys taking you to bars so you can try his favorite drinks and he can see your reactions. But every time he goes away for more than three seconds and someone comes to buy you a drink Kaeya's face changes, he would come back as fast as possible to your side.
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Wriothesley
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
2/10 Just enough to throw a glance, although he would only do something directly to the person who is flirting with you if their actions escalate quickly. In those cases it would be more to defend you than for his own jealousy, he is not afraid to come to blows.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
6/10 He would like to show everyone with a minimal amount of interest that the two of you are doing well together and that you are his, whether it's by pressing you against his body or asking you to stay in his office on his busiest days.
what is he most jealous of?
Definitely some people would only approach you to do you favors and earn Wriothesley's or get closer to him in some way. He would try to keep you away from these people whenever he could, keeping you by his side whenever he saw strange behavior.
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coralinnii · 1 month
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Hi! I saw that you were opening your requests for the next day or so to celebrate getting 2.7k followers! First off, I wanna say congratulations, and may you have a good day/night (almost wrote 'not' lol)!
Anyways, I read your rules, and wondered if I could get a fic with Leona, Vil, Malleus, and Lilia being in a relationship with a Venti! Reader? Essentially, Venti is a Genshin Impact character who plays the lyre, controls the wind, and has a playful personality.
‧₊˚✧ As Free as the Wind ‧₊˚✧
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↳ Twst guys with a Venti!reader 
feat: Leona ❋ Vil ❋ Malleus ❋ Lilia  genre: humor, mild fluff note: no pronouns were used with the reader, Venti!reader is of legal age to drink, no spoilers regarding the Genshin Impact storyline, minor spoilers for TWST Book 7
Thank you reading my rules, always appreciate the extra effort people make! I deeply apologize for how late I am with this, but I hope you enjoy the post. Hopefully I captured Venti's personality well enough >_<'
2.7K Followers Writing Event 2023
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Ooff, did he first thought you were a pain in his tail. 
Loud, cheeky, no fear of disturbing anyone for entertainment or favors… at least Ruggie has the decency to be useful. 
He scoffed when you smile and act as if he can’t sense a dangerous well of power within you, the playful persona you present may fool a common man but not Leona.  
He’ll play your game though. There’s no benefit to him to pry into your secrets. He finds this side of you, the one that would play a soft ballad for him for some booze money, much easier to deal with. 
This is a strange relationship, but Leona can respect someone strong and most of all, doesn't tell him what to do. You believe in free will and freedom above else, which Leona appreciates. 
“The concept of one king ruling over all... I can’t say I’m too interested in a land like that.” 
Leona laughed at your boldness. With you, there’s no sense about stuffy responsibilities and obligations. 
There are sweet days where you and Leona would spend the day in the greenhouse, Leona sleeping soundly as you play your lyre while humming your new poems, the wind carrying your melodic voice. 
“Huh, do you have a song for me? Hah, what do you want from me this time? Fine, I’ll let you play.”
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Vil immediately clocked something powerful about you, your nonchalant persona is good, but you cannot fool a seasoned actor like him. 
No matter, though. Vil has no interest in delving into someone’s past like that. Vil assumes that if you must act so easy-going yet private about yourself, then he won’t pry into such things. One must have reasons, he supposed. 
However, Vil cannot let go of your pension for the “occasional” drink or two. Vil doesn’t care that you are older than your appearance suggest, alcohol impacts your body and health as you age so he rather you limit that little habit of yours. 
“Come now, Vil. Another bottle wouldn’t hurt~” 
“Hmmph, you don’t have to worry much about yourself when you’re drunk but I most certainly do, especially when you come to me reeking of wine.”
But you always managed to quell his anger by singing ballads and poems about your wonderful beloved Vil. That always lifts the Housewarden’s mood and you end up with a mere reprimanding. Hehe.
Vil will not, however, forgive you so easily if you get too mischievous with him. The beautiful man can respect your talent with wind and currents, but he doesn’t appreciate the gust you would conjure up if it messes up Vil’s appearance too much. 
“Don’t even think about running away from me. I know you were behind the sudden rush of wind, my mischievous one. Acting cute or sweet words is not going to work this time.”
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However youthful you may appear, Malleus can sense an old soul within you which feels familiar and powerful. 
Malleus is often surprised by you, for your playful and bold nature while handling the wild winds as skillfully as you hold the lyre. You bear similarities to a certain someone that he can’t help but respect you and hold you to a higher regard than any typical being. 
Malleus doesn’t hate that easygoing personality of yours. On the contrary, he enjoys that spontaneous side of yours as you suggest the strangest of ideas to a powerful figure such as him. 
“Let's go jumping in puddles and see who can make the biggest splash!“
You are a sociable being, making friends so easily that it baffles the young fae. A few cute words from you and it was suddenly so easy to lower one’s guard around you. 
However, when you’re alone and don’t realize his presence, Malleus catches that gleam of loneliness in your eyes as you gaze from your tall resting spot. A look that Malleus feels a kinship with you in that regard.
”You would like to take a stroll with me tonight? Oh, a race in the sky, you say? Very well, but don't be conceited enough to believe I’m so easily bested.”
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Dear Sevens, why would you ever let these two chaotic gremlins be in the same vicinity? Do you know no mercy for others?  
The two of you would hit it off so well, it’s almost concerning. Lilia finds you a delight to be around, almost a kindred spirit even. 
“So, you also took care of a dragon long ago.” 
“Yeap, but he sorta became a nation-wide threat when I decided to leave and go off on my own.” 
“Ah yes, those things do tend to happen.” 
(if you can’t tell who’s saying what, that really speaks to how similar a coincidence that was)
Jamming sessions ALL. THE. TIME. The campus has not known a single moment of rest as you display your musical talents in the courtyard while Lilia encourages you all the way, occasionally playing along with an instrument of his own.
Lilia is fascinated by your lyrical retellings of your world and would love to visit this kingdom that values freedom among all else, and of this dandelion wine you speak so lovingly about.
As a man with his own… history, Lilia isn’t the type to ask too much about you if he sees you dodging the question. He can recognize that familiar look of longing and loss, so Lilia doesn’t press further and instead indulge with you in one more glass of bittersweet wine. 
“What tales do you have to regale for tonight? I’m always captivated by these grand adventures of yours, it’s almost tempting for this old soul of mine, hehe.”
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merakiui · 4 months
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PLEASE. please. if you would be so kind to give us some more stalker ex scara... the first time I saw it it just changed my brain chemistry, and I desperately need more </3
>:D thinking a lot about stalker ex Scara, but you get really drunk and he's the only one left to look after you......
(cw: yandere, nsfw, non-con, alcohol/intoxication, toxic ex scara, modern college au, connected to the previous stalker ex scara concept)
Just,,, the fact that he's been so good and sweet ever since he casually slid himself into your friend group and you're not sure if you can trust him, yet here you are being completely, utterly, stupidly vulnerable in front of your very unstable ex. orz
Kuni's not one for parties; in fact, he'd much rather spend his precious time doing quiet, comfortable things with you (cuddling is so much healthier than drinking, after all! <3). Unfortunately, you allow your foolish friends to talk you into attending these brain-rotting parties so you can get drunk off your ass, and he can't let you attend them by yourself because there are too many risks. If you got too comfortable with Venti or Kazuha or even Tighnari while drunk, Kuni would never forgive you. >:( he's worked too hard cultivating this friendly image for himself, and he isn't going to let you or anyone else ruin it.
But right now everyone else is too inebriated to do much of anything, and he hasn't touched the drinks ever since he arrived, instead choosing to anchor himself to some forgotten corner of the room. He sulks and broods in silence, a scowl plastered to his face. He's just barely tolerating it for your sake. It's because he loves you that he's doing any of this. Soon you won't even need any of these troublesome friends. Soon you'll just have him, and he's all you really need. It was like that when you were growing up, after all. Even though, as painful as it is, you don't seem so codependent, so swept up in romance... You're so independent now, no longer the shy, fearful thing from the final few months of your relationship with him. He'd be impressed if he wasn't trying so hard to isolate you from each of your friends. It's a challenge when he's trying to tiptoe around Heizou's sharp, witty perception or Venti's proclivity for knowing everything about everyone despite no one knowing much about him.
But he endures. He's gone years without you; this is nothing.
If you were smarter, you'd know not to trust a word he says. That kind, soft smile he's perfected for this act is not to be believed, especially not when he's using it to assure your friends that he'll bring you home safe and sound. Heizou has his doubts because it's late and you can hardly walk a straight line, but he's tipsy just like the others and it's hard to deliberate like this. Besides, when has Kuni ever let the group down? :)
He takes you back to his dorm instead because Albedo's not home and he has the entire room to himself. While you meander clumsily over to his bed, kicking your shoes off and shucking your jacket in the process, he watches. You have no idea how much he depends on you, how much he admires you, so much so that it surpasses love and lust entirely. Without you, he's nothing. Or that's what he thinks because for the majority of his life he's felt empty and sub-human and so alone. But now you're here, and you can fill those empty spaces in his heart and give him a reason to keep living.
You don't seem particularly fazed when the bed dips under his weight. Rather, you blink sleepily up at him when he leans over you, gingerly reaching to help you out of your sweater. You're too drunk to protest or struggle, and you feel so dizzy every time you open your eyes. It's difficult to remain fully conscious when sleep is tugging at your body, pulling you under. You don't even realize he's fit his mouth on yours until his tongue is pushing past your lips. You manage to place your hands against his chest, intending to push him away, but you're so exhausted and tired. They fall to your sides, useless.
Kuni sits up and smiles at you. He says something about you being dumb and cute... or something about how your friends are fools. You don't really catch all of his obsessive murmurings when your attention is waning. Clothes are torn off; he kisses you a lot. You're not sure if you're reciprocating, but it certainly sounds that way when you're whining beneath him, arching against sodden sheets, your breaths coming in pants and huffs each time he ruts into you.
He doesn't have to worry about anything. Right now, it's just you and him in a corner of the world, locked away from everyone who might try to take you away from him. It's not like you'll remember much come morning. You don't need to anyway. It's better if you're lost and bewildered. That way he'll be able to craft a story to suit his fancy. You'll believe it. You'll have no choice, and Kuni knows how to tell very believable tales.
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yourheart-inmyhands · 8 months
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Since you made a fanfic about the reader having a vision, I wonder how the archons will react to the reader controlling all the elements like the traveler. If you can do it, I would be grateful for your attention.
ooo i never thought about this before, i hope you like it! and please keep in mind that the more characters you ask for the shorter each segment will be because i don't want my posts getting too long as of current, i'm trying to keep things simple while i get back into the swing of writing :D
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Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, mentions of being held against will, obsessive behavior, slight threat towards reader, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!
Yandere!Venti would find it cool, but concerning as he doesn't want you to get any smart ideas. Do keep in mind though that even if you can use all seven elements, he’s still far stronger than you and will put a stop to any bold ideas. “Let’s remember who holds all the power in this relationship.”
Yandere!Zhongli would be concerned about you using it to your advantage. The only other person to do such a thing was The Traveler and he fears you may try to pull some crazy heroic stunt to get away from him. Of course, with the help of some lovely little geo cuffs, those little powers of yours are shut off real quick. “Don’t let greed get the better of you my love, power is not for the weak.”
Yandere!Raiden would merely scoff at you, believing that even if you could wield all seven it still wouldn’t be enough to stand up to her. The Goddess of Eternity is more than just everlasting, she is power. “If you intend to use any of those against me I suggest you think otherwise, lest you feel the wrath of your Archon.”
Yandere!Furina would find it so cool, asking that you show off some of your tricks! Of course she’ll show you some of her’s as well. She would allow you to have free reign of your powers so long as you do it only indoors and refrain from letting anyone else know. Only her and Neuvillette are privy to the information as she tells him everything, plus if you should ever step out of line and should she not be around to correct youm she can trust him to do it for her. “What a lovely talent you have there darling! Just remember, secrets stay inside the house.”
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yourlocallyneysimp · 9 months
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so I'm not sure if you taking requests and I'm sorry if you not!! But can you do anemo boys with a reader who's not afraid of legit anything BUT bugs. I need comfort for my irrational fear 😭
"Quick, kill it!!"
Characters: Venti, Kazuha, Wanderer, Aether, Heizou, Xiao
A/n: I just saw a caterpillar outside on my doorstep...
I'm also so so sorry this took so long.
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Venti ♡
He would definitely tease you, a lot.
He knows you're afraid of bugs, so whenever the both of you are chilling at Windrise, he would find bugs and spiders on purpose and chase you with them in his hand.
Everyone knows you're brave, even Venti, but just being one of the few people to know your fear excites him.
Even though he loves to tease you, he will know when to stop, but when it comes to bigger bugs..
Yeah, he can't help you.
I guess the both of you would be screaming together while holding a broom because no one is going to get rid of the centipede at this point...
Kazuha ♡
He's literally so respectful, omg..
When he finds out you don't like any bugs, he would do anything he could to help you avoid them at all costs.
Even when you and him are wandering around Liyue or Inazuma.
If a bug happens to get in your house, he wouldn't kill it. Instead, he would pick it up and take it outside.
Kazuha wouldn't even touch a fly.
Wanderer ♡
He literally doesn't understand what your deal is, like??
He thought you were brave and strong, so what was up with you?
"It's just a bug.."
-He would always say, or-
"What are you, a child? Weakling.."
But! When he sees that you're genuinely scared of it, he wouldn't hesitate to crush it with his foot.
After he would kill the bug, he would look at you like he did the best thing on Teyvat.
He would stand there next to the dead bug, arms crossed with a huge smile on his face as he listened to your praises and 'thank yous'.
Aether ♡
Bugs don't really bother Aether since he's been traveling for as long as he could remember, but if one happens to get in your sleeping bag or in the hotel the both of you are sharing, he would get rid of it immediately.
Holding an old newspaper, you would stand behind him as he would slowly approached the bug and quickly hit it.
After he would kill the bug, he would sigh out in relief that he didn't miss.
At the end of the day, you're both travelers who have a strong distaste for small insects.
He really loves you, he really does, but when you're scared of something, he is too..
Heizou ♡
He definitely watches you with his arms crossed as you panick about a Onikabuto suddenly appearing in your kitchen.
He knows you're afraid of bugs, but he promised Itto that he would hold the Onikabuto a few days for him.
He was planning on hiding it, and he even had a cage for it, but it somehow got out...
Putting a hand on your shoulder, he tried to calm you down, but he saw that, that wasn't going to work, so he just gave up and put it back in the cage.
Patting your head, he said that he would bring the bug back to Itto the same day and even apologized repeatedly.
Xiao ♡
He's a little like the Wanderer. He doesn't understand why you're so afraid of a bunch of insects, but he doesn't make fun of you for it.
Intead, he just kills it and goes on about his day.
He thought you weren't afraid of anything, but I guess not. I guess you're a little like him. No matter how strong you are, everyone has a fear at the end of the day.
Even though your fear is slightly odd to him, he knows that if his fear was right in front of him, he would want someone to get rid of it right away, too.
So, why won't he do the same thing for you?
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dearestxiao · 4 months
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Dear Santa,
I would like some more fucked up/possessive/shockingly sweet Venti HC 🙏
Thank you
warnings: possessive venti, gaslighting and manipulation, abuse of power(?), threats(?), scars from battle, let me know if I'm missing anything!!
ooh my god this took me so long to get out we're almost a week into the new years 😭😭😭. but when I saw this ask I actually screamed thank u sm nonnie. being able to ramble nonsense abt ven is always so fun. these aren't a lot whatsoever but these are some main things I think about with venti. all are random but somewhat related?
he often does performances, whether that be at a tavern/bar or an open mic that are either 'dedicated' to you or a 'special somebody'. even if he doesn't directly say your name, he makes it so obvious that it's about you, his eyes glued onto you the entirety of his show. it's supposed to be a sweet gesture, and it would be, if it wasn't so clearly a way for him to claim you as his, which is only worsened by the fact that you're not. no one would ever believe otherwise though.
in the same vain, if you start romantically seeing someone, or even slightly have interest in anyone, he instantly becomes intensely clingy. you two have barely hung out recently, you two should hang out more! he's been dying to see this live show with you, and there's a new cafe that just opened up, and there's this beautiful meadow nearby that's perfect for a picnic, he pulls out all the works to try to convince you to spend more time with him than anybody else. and trust, if you do spend time with someone else, you'll never hear the end of it. he'll constantly sulk or make you feel insanely guilty, saying anything and everything to make you feel awful.
I think the main thing that would differentiate canon!venti and modern au!venti are their literal powers. given that modern!venti doesn't have a borderline fear-tactic to hold over your head, he instead resorts to manipulating you, especially in ways similar to the headcanon above.
venti is insanely emotionally intelligent. he knows every little thing about you, how your mind ticks and what really pulls at your heart strings. he can't help but use this to his favor. anytime an 'issue' arises between you too, he's quick to put on an award-winning act. of course, if it was what'd he call a genuine problem or a mistake on his behalf, he's quick to apologize and do everything in his power to make amends. but if you're upset about something akin to his clinginess and possessiveness... oh baby, you're getting guilt-tripped.
it doesn't really matter if you're a person who's hard to manipulate or not. venti can break a will. at some point you just wear down and give up.
canon!venti really doesn't like to hold his powers against you (he really loves the thought of you choosing to be with him, even if that choice is... coerced), but if push comes to shove, he does. he would never would never actually use them, but stories about how he acted and what he did back during those days of war are certainly enough to keep you docile. to be fair, he doesn't necessarily need to use them at all. you're far less likely to go against him if you know just what he's capable of. deep down he knows he'd never do anything, but he's so unpredictable that the fear that he could is enough.
I think venti would also definitely use the fact that he's the god of freedom against you, especially as a sort of mind trick. he states that he's the god of freedom, he would never take away your freewill, that goes against everything he stands for! so, the fact that you're with him is clearly your own choice, something of your own doing, and if you truly wanted to, you could've left him at any time you wanted to!
somewhat similarly, I think venti would have a 'thing' for getting you to say certain things. he'll do things like pin you down and say (with a big, toothy smile plastered on his face) that he won't let you out until you admit that you love him, admit that you're his and all his, admit that you would never, ever leave him. he tells you to do it in a lighthearted manner through giggles and grins, but you know that he's serious about never letting you out from underneath his grasp.
also, another few headcanons that doesn't really fit into anything else:
I think another difference between modern au!venti and canon!venti is that modern au!venti is a lot more of a creep. as the god of freedom, canon!venti would, of course, stick to atleast some of his morals and godly obligations. being a yandere doesn't entirely diminish his values, even if he does stretch the limitations of them often. but modern venti is not tied to those morals, so he has no reason to really obide by them. he therefore sees no issue with doing things like going through your room or your items, looking through any notes or journals or diaries you have, laying on your bed or pocketing an item of yours or two.
despite gods likely having insane regenerative powers, I can see venti choosing to keep any and all scars that would've developed throughout his life of serving out duties as a god. they're all so especially jarring because of just how gentle and harmless venti looks in comparison. it serves both as a reminder of his past and all he's been through (something that you would definitely atleast sympathize with) and all he's done, a testament as to how looks can be deceiving and that you should certainly never underestimate him.
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bedoballoons · 6 months
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Hello I suddenly had a idea since it's October
And thought of the anemo boys finding out that
Reader is a werewolf because of a full moon
Ahhh apologies you didn't get this in october! I hope you still enjoy the idea though because I loved writing it! Thank you for your request! <3
─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂
{༻~Awoooo~༺}
CW: Slight fear in the characters, reader is a werewolf, fluffy in most but angst in Wanderers!! Xiao has a bird form!!
(Includes: Venti, Kazuha, Heizou, Wanderer, and Xiao!)
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𑁍༄Venti:
"Are...are you okay?" Venti reached a hand out to you, his face pale and body shaking with the cold of the spooky night. He could barely make out your shadow in the light of the full moon, you were groaning in pain...body shifting before his eyes in ways his brain didn't know how to handle. "H-hello?"
Your head turned, no longer that of a humans, but of a ravage beast with almost glowing yellow eyes and sharp teeth. He was petrified in place, unable to move even a inch as you drew closer... you could never hurt him...you wanted him to know it was okay. "I'm...not dangerous...I swear."
He fell to the ground, back against the tree as you closed the distance, gently tapping your nose to his knee and hoping with all your heart.. he'd still accept you after finding out your big bad secret. He closed his eyes tightly, reaching out a shaky hand to touch your soft fur. Once he did he seemed to ease up...still finding the whole situation jarring, but no longer scary and definitely not enough to end what you shared.
𑁍༄Kazuha:
Kazuha was trying his best to stay calm, but seeing you in the bright moonlight with fur that ruffled in the wind and hearing your howl when you caught the look in his eyes...it was alot for him. "W-what's going on? What h-happened to you?" He had goosebumps all over his skin and his heart was pounding so loud that your sensitive ears heard it like a beating drum, but he still kneeled down in front of you...wanting not to run away...but make sure you that you were alright, even though he was scared he still cared about you.
"I'm okay...I promise. I just...don't want you to think I'm going to hurt you, just because I'm like this doesn't make me a monster..."
"I know you won't, I guess my mind got the better of me...no matter if you have claws and sharp teeth or soft hands and sweet smiles, I will always love you."
𑁍༄Heizou:
𑁍༄Wanderer:
"I knew it..."
Those words were anything but what you were expecting...had he really found out your secret before the moon had even been full. "H-how could you possibly have known? I know you're a-a detective but-"
"But I know you and I love you, so obviously I tend to notice things about you more often than you do. I wasn't entirely sure if my hypothesis could be true...I just had a inkling."
"And...do you hate me for it..?"
"Not in the slightest, you're the love of my life and if anything it just makes me all the more curious about you. I want to learn everything."
"W-what are you? Why do you look like that?" Wanderer looked at you...something almost like betrayal painted on his features while you stared back at him with wide yellow eyes,..unable to ease his feelings. "I'm...a werewolf...and I look like this because of the full moon, but I promise it's not bad. I don't want to hurt anyone or be a monster, I didn't even want you to find out..."
"I wish I hadn't."
𑁍༄Xiao:
Xiao kneeled down in front of you, his eyes meeting yours as he watched you intensely...you were shocked to see him unfazed by your change from the moon. "Xiao...you're not... surprised?" He shook his head, slowly reaching out to touch your fur as he whispered quietly under his breath, "I wouldn't say not surprised... it's more like...I understand."
"What.."
He sighed, pulling away so you could watch in awe as he changed too, his body shrinking into that of a birds and dark teal feathers now taking place of his normal skin...he was more like you than you ever could have known.
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧
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f4ringu · 1 year
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Comfort one can bring
Ft . Childe, Xiao & Venti
Cw : Hurt/Comfort, night terror, a bit different on xiao's part
Summary : Sometimes getting a good sleep at night is hard, as your own lover clings onto you like you could disappear any minute, as he hugs you tightly while a drop of tear fell off his cheeks.
A/N : first thing uploaded yay.
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Night terror isn't a uncommon occurence in your day, sometimes you woke up drenched in sweat and your heart beats so fast you couldn't focus on anything, You doesn't even realize that a tear would fall down your cheeks at any moment.
even so, there would always be someone that will always be there for you. Your lover who would wake up from his sleep, embrace you on his arm and tells you reassuring word, while sometimes you'd sobbed on his arm.
But.. this time is different, your lover woke up searching for your presence whilst you were not there.
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Ajax/childe
– Nightmare isn't an abnormal occurence in your little household, to your days on dating Ajax nightmare always follows him on his dream somehow, but usually the one who had a nightmare is you, you've rarely seen Ajax had a nightmare on his dreams
‐ You're that type of person who always woke up in a middle of the night to get some snacks either it was tea or just a light snack. Mostly when you woke up your boyfriend is either snoring himself or rather just sleeping peacfully beside you.
– But this time was different, as usual you were having your usual late night snack, sometimes it can go 2-4 times per week, when you got out of your bed you failed to notice how your boyfriend is thrashing around on his sleep. Maybe its because of the darkness of the room or maybe you were just to sleepy to notice it
– As you were stirring yourself a cup of tea you noticed a faint footstep directing to you, you wonder to yourself did i wake him up again? But again you paid no mind until the voice of your own lover started calling you.
– (Name)? Are you there your own lover called you out, hearing how his tone were laced in fear you stopped whatever you're doing and rushes over to him.
"Ajax! Whats wrong?" you walked yourself to him standing on the hallways of your bedroom, seeing the concerned and pale face of his you began to wonder, did he have a nightmare again?
"I.. i though i.." he choked a sob, "I thought i lost you, where were you?.."
"Ajax im sorry is it the nightmare again? Come lets get you to bed first." You grabbed him softly by his hands and guide him to your shared bedroom.
"Sit here okay, do you want a tea ajax? Hold on lemme get it for you"
"No! No.. sit here with me (name)" he grabbed your arm and usher you to sit down with him
"Alright alright." You sat down beside him, "Is it the nightmare again? Im sorry i was on the kitchen, do you perhaps want to talk about it?"
To which he only shakes his head as an response
"Please just.. just stay with me, just for now." He said whilst embracing you on his arm
His hugged seemed stiffer, he hugged you as if you could disappear on any second. You could feel how your shoulder was somehow starting to get warmer. Oh ajax..
As you too embraced him on your arm and rubbed his back, "its fine im here now ajax." You ponder what could he be possibly dreaming of? Perhaps its his memory of the abyss.
Venti
– Everyone can be prone to night terrors, even the god of teyvat, Venti. To your days of being with him you've had never seen him succumb to his own nightmare, usually it was you.
– whenever you would have your usual night terrors Venti would always be there for you, he would embrace on his arms, sings you a tune of melody until you feel safe enough to sleep again.
– however this night was different, you were out having a good midnight of mondstadt wind on your house balcony, but what you failed to notice is that your boyfriend was not having a really good sleep tonight.
– just when you were finished hanging out on the balcony of your house, you turned your heels to be met with a view of your own lover sitting on the edge of the bed whilst his cheeks seems to be stained with tear.
"Venti?" You turned your heels to him.
"Oh? Im sorry love, i must've startled you heh." He said his face forcing a smile, "though, what were you doing this late at night? You should be sleeping."
"Just inhaling some cold wind, whats wrong? Is it the nightmare again?" You sat beside him on the edge of the bed
"Cmere lemme hug you, sorry i was on the balcony." You hugged him tight, "if you want to tell me about it im all ears."
"No its fine (Name), just stay here with me." He said embracing himself on your arms, "Just you yourself its enough to make me feel safe again (Name)."
You looked at his face, this time his face was showing smile, a genuine one.
Xiao
– Xiao never sleeps, he never do he was afraid that if he sleeps the haunting memory of his friends would show up on his dream. Xiao was always restless, but not until he met you.
– You were like the radiant sun on his dark life, you would always light up his life, when he learned that you were not affevted by his karmic debt he couldnt be much more happier knowing that he's free to be with you without afraid that his karmic debt is affecting you.
– sometimes when xiao was having his night terror, he would leave without saying a word to you, sometimes when you woke up you would find his side of the bed. And when you confront him about what happened, he will simply just shakes his head.
– as you were staying the night at wangshu inn you noticed that your lover side of bed is empty, you began to wonder where he might went. So you went to wangshu's inn balcony in hope that xiao was there.
when you went up to the wangshu's inn balcony, you could feel the cold air of liyue hitting your bone, just as you reached the top you sees that a certain green haired boy standing near the rail of the balcony
"Xiao?" You said approaching him
"What are you doing? Why are you awake at this hour (name)?" He turned to face you, you noticed that his face expression is sour. Must've been the nightmare..
"I was looking for you of course," You stopped your heels, "You know you can always talk to me when this happened my Love"
"I don't want to disturb your sleep (name)."
"Who cares about sleep when your own partner is having a nightmare?" You held his hand, "If you want to talk to me about it just say it alright?"
"Lets return to our room, i'll give you a good cuddle." You said smiling
"Of course" He softened his gaze at you
Its always rare to see him be vulnerable like this, and when you do you couldn't be much happier that your own Lover feels safe on your own presence.
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fatuismooches · 8 months
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I don't know if you write about Tsaritsa but... Do you think you can write a Tsaritsa x fem reader? There is not enough fanfic about her 😭
HELP ANON I don't write for the Tsaritsa (yet) because there are not even crumbs for her, there are only microscopic particles 💀 But just for you I will whip up some stuff for her and her lover 😌 Now that I've typed I realize some of these are just general but pls bear with me lmao
I like to think Tsaritsa was good friends with the other Archons in the beginning, before all the Khaenri'ah stuff happened. Venti even pranked her in the past. So after she cut contact and isolated herself from everyone she probably gets sad and lonely from time to time, wondering if what she's doing is truly the right thing. If you haven't met the other Archons she will tell you some stories about them. If you have met them, presumably because you have been with her since the beginning/for hundreds of years, she will still get nostalgic and bring up old memories again. Tsaritsa's methods and tactics can be heartless and cruel but... she still is the God of love. She misses who she was before she had to take on this incredible burden. You have to comfort her and hold her during these times. She values any kind of comfort. She appreciates you greatly for sticking by her side despite her sins. Wanderer mentions that love is another form of sin. She may view her love to you as a kind of sin, or something she doesn't deserve, so she will make sure to treasure you greatly. You are afforded the best in like... everything. I could elaborate but just think of anything you want of the highest quality. If she can't get her hands on it, one of her Harbingers will.
Sorry but you are not leaving Snezhnaya. Tsaritsa is very fearful of losing you after what she's been through. If she lost the only person she has left she doesn't know what she'd do. She has made an enemy of the whole world so your safety is very important. If you were ever hurt or wronged by the divine/Celestia it would only harden her resolve to take them down for good. After she takes them down, I think she would want to step down from her Archon role. Her job is done and her people can live freely now. Delulu moment: You two would disappear and go live a peaceful life somewhere else. She would change her form so no one would recognize her and then you would introduce her to the way of life of an average married couple.
Speaking of, sometimes she likes to change her form to go out among the streets of Snezhnaya. She really does care about her people. She's just gotten bad at showing it ever since she started the Fatui and their missions. In her changed form she likes to observe the happenings of her nation. If she finds out there are unresolved conflicts going on, she'll make sure the Fatui deals with it. Tsaritsa also has a nice singing voice. She likes to sing to the kids too and listen to their stories. And she sings to you too of course. Lullabies, mostly. When she finally returns she will tell you all about what happened. Of course her skin is very cold. It has never bothered her but it probably will catch you off guard quite often. So Tsaritsa wears longer clothes so you can cuddle her without getting too cold. She doesn't mind if you sit on her big throne. She thinks it's cute. If you're brave enough to sit on her lap during a Harbinger meeting that's up to you. Obviously, you are owed the same respect as Tsaritsa herself. Even the Harbingers know not to upset you. Though if you want some friends they're the best choice. Tsaritsa doesn't mind as she thinks very fondly of them.
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yuuxhan · 1 year
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Venti x reader headcanons
Angst + Fluff
(I can’t sleep rn and I’ve been listening to angst all night!! So enjoy!! I tried to keep this as canon as possible)
He has these cute nicknames for you, “Darling” “Love” but his most common one is “Windblume~”
Poor guy is very self conscious, he’s always thinking the body he’s in is not his and he hates it.. he wants you to love him not the nameless bard.
“Please.. oh please.. You don’t.. like him.. right? You love me right? You love ME right??”
Please.. please don’t let him near a mirror.. he will have a breakdown right then and there. Seeing himself reminds him of the past
Gifts! Give him lots of gifts, it’ll show him you really do appreciate and love him.. in return he’ll give you hugs and kisses.. maybe even a bouquet of Cecelias <3
The thought of you not being from this world makes his heart break.. he knows you’ll leave Teyvat and him one day forever and he’s never going to forgive himself for not stopping you
Aftercare at the tavern is always important, if he’s super drunk take him home immediately, give him a warm bath and water before he goes to bed, he’ll appreciate it in the morning
If he ever sees you standing and talking to a someone, he’ll run over and jump on you like a friendly tackle. He’s very embarrassing to be around but you’d get used to it.
“Venti!! I was trying to buy some supplies..!”
“I couldn’t help myself! I saw you standing there and.. it was a clear opening~”
He absolutely loves cuddles, especially with a warm blanket when it’s cold outside. You two, sitting by a small flame. He’d love to hum you to sleep on him, it’s the best feeling ever.
Every night he goes to the huge statue of himself near the church and sit on the hands, he loves laying down on it, it reminds him of when he was a small whisp on the nameless bard’s hands. He’d love to bring you up there too, the wind and the view is gorgeous up there for sunrise.
“Thank you for coming up here with me.. this spot makes me feel more at home, especially now that you’re here with me..~”
If you ever need to find him feeling down and depressed, check windrise.. the spot by the statue feels somewhat comforting for him. Maybe because the statue ‘heals’ him..
He loves to play you songs and sing to you! If it’s private or in front of a crowd, you always get the first spot up close! He also rehearses around you once he’s comfortable with you.. your feedback is always important.
He loves absolutely everything about you, from your head to your toes, from your personality to your eyes.. he gives you compliments all day out of nowhere, it’s quite the tease sometimes but he loves your reaction. He can go on and on and ramble to strangers about you.
“Hey hey hey! Majorie! Have you seen (name)!? When was the last time you saw them?? Was their hair down today? I love it when their hair is down.. it looks so fluffy and it blows in the wind so perfectly..~!”
Even though he seemed tough on the outside, he’s quite sensitive, some comments just get to him and he can’t help but to believe them.
“Oh.. is that what they mean..? Alright..”
Nightmares are a major thing.. flashbacks to 500 year ago during the archon war frightens him.. seeing Mondstat in nothing but flames makes him horrified.
His cries are soft and quiet, you can barely hear him.. though when the time comes for him to scream and sob.. it’s like all of Teyvat can hear it through the wind.
Please comfort him, even if it’s just hugs or a simple nudge of affection.. anything to help him. He’s not used to human emotions still, especially crying so he shakes and gasps for air a lot
“What’s.. going on.. why can’t I.. breath.. help me.. please.. please.. Windblume..”
Dragonspine still scares him till this day, he fears that one day the protection he put over mondstat will break and Durin (the dragon created by Rhinedottir that Dvalin & him took down) will return.
Playing with his cheeks makes him blush, he’s very squishable and he loves it when you do. He ends up laughing when he sees your mocking face and he might squish yours too!
“Ou ou ou.. yoush shqushing tuu haurd..! Stuup ut~!”
Tickles!! He’s so ticklish!! Under his arms, his waist, his neck.. anywhere gets him to laugh.
Braid his hair! He loves intimate touch like that.. he would sit on the bed beside you with his eyes shut, staring as quiet as possible while you fix his hair for him, he feels pampered and taken care of <3
He never celebrates his birthday.. he always thinks of it as the day the nameless bard died. So he doesn’t tell anyone and spends his day drinking away at the tavern..
If he’s using you as comfort on a bad day, the both of you would be sitting down somewhere, his arms as legs would be wrapped around your back. He would want you to hold him like a child but he’d be embarrassed about wanting such comfort and he’d stay silent with a blush on his cheeks, even though he enjoy every moment of it.
“Um.. hey.. do you, mind if I um.. hugged you.. for a moment..?” His cheeks all flustered and his gaze looking away from you.
Venti is terrified of thunderstorms, as a whisp, you can imagine how scary it would be for someone so small and fragile to whiteness something so loud and terrifying. He still has that fear to this day and with you by his side, he’d latch onto you like a child, begging for some sort of comfort to sheild him from his scary it would be. Every flash and bang the storm creates, he’d jump and hide himself in your grasp.. it would make him seem so small, fragile and weak at that point.. but he didn’t care.. he’d want to feel safe.
He HATES to be strapped down to things.. he absolutely despise it.. even if it’s like a ride or for fun, he will not do it. The whole point of his freedom is to be free to do what you want, you know? But even so, he has a fear of being tied to things and he will do anything.. and I say ANYTHING to get out.
When he cries, he tends to find something to distract him.. wether it’s just a pebble on the concrete ground he picked up or just staring at a flower beside him. And when you hug him, he holds onto you tightly, his finger making small patterns on your back to distract himself for comfort. If you giggle from it feeling ticklish he’d laugh with you.. it would most likely make him feel better
He loves it when he’s being held in your arms, cradled so closely. He feels so loved, even though he was never used to it from all those centuries. He loves when you sing to him like that, especially that one song… even if it makes him feel like a baby, being pampered by you is something he’ll never get over.
“You are my sunshine.. my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.. please don’t take, my sunshine.. away.”
Venti is actually weightless. He’s the god of wind, not to mention he’s a spirit, not even human. This guy is very easy to carry like a baby, which helps since he’s always jumping on you in surprise hug attacks. Him being weightless makes it easier for you too, you’re able to carry him home like nothing when he’s drunk or just wants to be pampered or worshipped somehow.
(That’s all for now! I’ll add more later on!! :>
I’ll be making a venti angst fic soon! Stay tuned for it!!! 🤗)
(Update, fic has been posted! Along with a fluff of venti preforming Solider, poet, king!)
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branches-of-time · 2 years
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It Ain't The Whiskey
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"You climb the rest of the way up, and settle down behind him, wrapping your protective arms around his small frame.
He takes note of your trembling hands, and gently wraps them in his.
He takes a deep breath in, thinking for a moment, and breaks the silence.
'You smell like chocolate… and coffee.'
You huff a little, more of a laugh than a noise of offense, and nuzzle your face down into the soft black hair at the nape of his neck.
'Mhm..' you hum, and pull back, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of his head. '…and you smell like wine.'”
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Pairing: Venti x Reader - Established Relationship, GN!Reader
Word Count: 6,831
Synopsis: One too many people give their two cents on Venti- both his appearance and his music, leading you to learn something about the God-turned-bard that you'd already suspected for a long time.
Contains: Angst, Excessive Drinking, Fear, Graphic (?) Descriptions of Violent Thoughts, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Past Trauma, Implied/Suggested Past Sexual Threats, Reverse Comfort, Slightly Possessive Thoughts, Unwanted Suggestive Commentary
(I don't think the fic is as dark as the CWs make it seem I just want to be thorough!)
A/Ns: This is fic 2 of 16 that I'm doing based on combining prompts from this list! (maybe I'll have them all up by the end of the year lmao)
Day 2 (Wisp) & Day 17 (Drunk)
Title is from the song that inspired this fic- 'It Ain't The Whiskey' by Gary Allan.
Lastly, some context- Reader is part Riftwolf, can manipulate all seven elements but has an affinity for Geo.
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Believe it or not, Venti isn't everyone's favorite bard in Mondstadt.
He's popular, sure, but even he can't possibly please everyone's taste in music. Having lived for as long as he has, he isn't usually bothered by the occasional negative comment made about his performances. But you've watched some people be downright mean to him about it and he still won't retaliate. He always responds in the same friendly tone, no matter how harsh some people's words are. Like maybe if he's nice enough, it'll rub off on them too.. or something. You're not really sure what his reasons are for the way he behaves sometimes.
You love him regardless of his tendency to be a bit of a pushover. Besides, you can and have been aggressive enough to balance out his gentle nature on many occasions. Not to him, mind you. You're not sure if you could be aggressive towards him if you had to. Towards everyone else though.. your tolerance for bullshit is low. You've finally found some peace, and you're going to protect it.
It's almost funny, how different the two of you are. He's too nice, you're too mean. He's passive, you're aggressive. He's light, you're heavy. He's bright, you're dark. He's warm, you're cold. He's loud, you're quiet. He plays with the wind, you command the earth. He fights from a distance, you run straight into the fray. He takes his hits and you put up a shield.
He was kicked out of heaven... and you crawled out of hell.
He's taught you many things since the two of you met. One of those lessons being- some things don't get easier to handle with the passage of time. If you don't treat them, if you don't nurse the wound... some things actually just get worse.
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You're working the bar alongside Charles at Angel's Share tonight.
You didn't expect your appearance there during Bartender's Academy Week to turn into such a popular event, but even after all this time, wherever you go in Teyvat, a crowd seems to follow. So, after it was over, and when Diluc realized that he wasn't going to be able to escape the never-ending questions from patrons about when you were going to return, he offered you a part-time position. Well, really, it was more of a- "I know you're busy but could you please stop by the tavern and work a shift whenever you're in the area so they'll stop pestering me about it" -type of offer, if you were to quote Master Diluc verbatim.
So, your appearances slowly became more and more frequent as you began to fall in love with the job. You weren't really in dire need of the mora, you just genuinely loved being there. After many, many years of traversing worlds, fighting Gods and monsters alike, settling down for a while and spending time in Mondstadt was a very welcome change of pace. Mixing and serving drinks, chatting with your favorite people, and- of course- watching Venti in his element.
Standing in your spot behind the bar, your left hip is propped against it, leaning back with your shoulders against the wall in the far right corner of the room. You close your eyes for a moment, breathing in deep and listening to the sound of your partner's voice filling the tavern. Looking down, you stir and sip on a hot, fresh Moonlit Alley that you’ve just made for yourself, cradled in your always-cold hands. Your third of the evening, actually. Another perk of working here, besides admiring Venti in your free time, is making your own drinks. Honestly, with the fact that both you and Venti drink here for free, and that Diluc’s paying you, you’re not sure how he isn’t losing out on mora here. You’ll file that question away for another day, you suppose.
Charles has stepped out the back door for a break, leaving you to man the bar for a little while. Fine by you, considering that business has slowed down considerably for the day anyways. The evening has slipped into night, and the usual rush of customers has settled down to just the regulars that tend to stick around until closing.
Venti, in his usual high spirits, has haphazardly kicked his shoes off and perched himself atop a table in the center of the room. Sitting with his legs crossed and lyre in his arms, he’s currently performing one of the songs he plays most often. You know it by heart at this point, with how much you hear him strumming the tune, but you could never get tired of hearing him sing.
The same thing cannot, apparently, be said by one particularly inebriated individual sitting at the far end of the bar you’re leaning against. He’s been unpleasant all evening, grumbling to himself about one thing or other underneath his breath. You been trying to be nice and not bother him, hoping he’ll drink his fill and stumble on home sooner than later, but things never go as smoothly as you hope when alcohol is involved.
Without warning, he slams his fist down on the bar, the impact and the noise causing you to flinch. The sudden movement sloshes your drink all down the front of your shirt, and you quietly curse. The music coming from the other side of the tavern immediately ceases, causing you to look up and momentarily lock eyes with Venti. You see something alert and intense flash in his eyes and the next second it’s gone- replaced with his usual half-lidded, relaxed, ten-glasses-and-seven-shots-in expression. He saw the way the man made you flinch.
Before you can register what could have possibly set the man off, or question Venti’s momentary break in character, the man is stomping his way over to the group of people gathered around the bard.
Well, stomping may be putting it generously. While he is of a pretty large stature, and his loud, drunken movements are a bit intimidating, he’s more-so stumbling than he is stomping. Which is intimidating in it's own right considering he looks like he could and would crush any unfortunate soul he happened to land on if he fell. He gets a little too close to Venti for your liking and you don’t understand why your body won’t move. You want to go over there. You want to put yourself between Venti and this threat. You want to knock him on his ass and drag him out the door after the way he’s been acting all night.
Instead of doing any of those things, your feet stay glued to the floor and your back stays pressed against the wall behind the bar. You can’t believe yourself. You’ve fought literal Gods and you can’t make yourself face one angry, drunk man. Maybe you really have gotten soft, spending so much time in a place as safe and calm as the City of Freedom.
You suddenly remember how Barbatos said he'd help you learn about peace and composure. How to cope with your innate urge to fight. You're starting to think that maybe you've learned too much, because now your body can't decide what to do with itself.
With Venti’s intimate connection to the wind, he can easily hear how rapid your breathing has become, even from the other side of the tavern. He can tell that you’re fighting with yourself over what to do here. Wanting to defend him, and wanting to hide. Not knowing which side of yourself to obey.
Venti knows you. He knows what you'd do to the man if you got your hands on him. When you look up again to watch the scene unfolding, he catches your eyes and whispers something that somehow, only you can hear.
“Stay where you are, love.
You know I can handle this.
It’s okay. I swear.”
Of course, leave it to Venti to speak so poetically while you’re having an internal crisis.
His words do distract you enough to calm you down a bit, though. You try to focus on your breathing as Venti shifts his attention to the man who has braced himself against a table, thankfully not trying to get any closer to Venti. Apparently he just wants someone to yell at, given what comes out of his mouth next.
“Do you even KNOW any other songs?!”
Venti cocks his head to the side a little bit, doing a great job of looking genuinely confused at the man’s words. He keeps any hint of offense out of his voice when he responds, friendly and upbeat as ever.
“Uhm.. pardon me, Sir? I know many songs! If there’s something else you’d like to hear, I’d be happy to play it!”
How he can be so kind in the face of cruelty will never cease to astonish you.
Images of him on the ground in front of the cathedral flash in your mind. The way he refused to fight back against Signora. You remember ice, and hands forcing you down to the concrete. You remember being weak. You remember burning rage. You wanted to claw your way inside her chest and tear her heart out for having the audacity to lay hands upon your God.
You wish he’d quit letting people take their anger out on him, but... maybe he knows something you don’t. Maybe he feels responsible to take these people's rage. Maybe.. maybe he’s just too goddamn passive. You quickly dismiss the upsetting images and thoughts, shaking your head so hard it makes you dizzy for a moment. You do not have time to be caught up in the past right now.
You tune back in to the man’s slurring words.
“Oh, don’t give me that act, bard. Sitting here all pretty in that little outfit... trying to.. tryna’ be all cute and polite 'n ssshit.”
You bristle upon hearing the man call Venti pretty like that.
You know what he's implying and it makes you want to wrap your hands around his throat. Dig your razor sharp nails in deep. You'd watch as his skin beneath your hands begins to dissolve in response to your Corrosion. Watch his blood seep out between your fingers. You want to make him beg for your mercy. Make him repent for uttering such words in the face of a God.
You want to.
You need to move.
Why won't your fucking feet move.
As you silently fight yourself, the man keeps speaking.
“You’re no better than the rest of us drunkards here and you know it. Comin’ in here every night and slammin’ drinks back, pulling out that fuckin' harp 'n playin’ the same. damn. songs. every night."
His fist slams down on the table over and over as he speaks, emphasizing his words.
You flinch every time.
Why can't you breathe?
He sweeps his arm out across the table as he stands up, knocking a bottle and two mugs off in the process. You hear the glass bottle shatter, and watch the spilled alcohol spread out across the floorboards as if in slow motion.
"I’m sick of hearin’ it!”
The room quickly erupts into a cacophony of drunken arguing. The well-meaning patrons jumping to Venti’s defense would have been heartwarming if it weren’t for the chaos being created, the burning hot coffee soaking your shirt, and the indecipherable look on Venti’s face. He’s still sitting there, an almost hurt look in his eyes, gripping his lyre tight as he watches everyone argue around him. He doesn’t look scared as much as he looks... disappointed. Concerned. Solemn.
Sober.
Your eyes break away from Venti when Charles comes into your field of view, and you barely register him asking if you’re okay. You nod on instinct, dismissing the mess on your shirt and the counter, far too focused on the ever-rising voices arguing in the background. He turns his attention to the man that is continuing to cause a scene, and quickly makes his way over to diffuse the situation.
“Excuse me.. Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave..”
As Charles uses his years of experience dealing with drunk, upset people to bring the arguing to a close and ushers the men out of the tavern, you just can’t stop watching Venti. He’s acting so.. different. The way he instantly went from loud, drunk, almost tripping over himself climbing up onto the table earlier, to now, looking as sober and solemn as ever.. it’s odd.
He takes a deep breath and dismisses his lyre back into the void. Your eyes follow him as he gingerly slides down off the table, quickly slips his shoes on without any trouble or sign of losing his balance, and quietly makes his way up the stairs to the second floor of the tavern.
Like he was never even drunk in the first place.
Like he was acting.
As the last of the customers leave their apologies and payments at the bar and make their way out of the tavern, you finally pull yourself out of your thoughts and back into the present. Your breathing is still shallow and fast, but your feet will move again, your body finally obeying the commands you’re giving it. You curse yourself over and over for freezing up the way you did.
Grabbing a towel, you start wiping up the mess on the counter. Your racing thoughts wander to places you don’t want them to go.
If that man had wanted to.. he could have…
He was close enough to Venti to…
Would he even have defended himself if that man had…
You weren’t there to protect him.
Charles comes back in as you’re attempting to soak up the worst of the drink you spilled out of your shirt.
“I’m sorry. Should’ve known the moment I went out on break somebody was gonna cause a scene.”
He watches as you aggressively scrub at the mess, honestly just making it worse.
He cocks his head at you.
“You sure you’re okay?”
You realize your efforts to remove the stain are pointless. You breathe a heavy sigh and turn your attention to Charles.
“Yeah… yeah man, I’m alright. I’ve faced far, far more intimidating things than some big drunk guy yelling a bunch of nonsense. You know me. I’m good... he just caught me off guard.”
Why do you feel like you’re lying?
You’re fine.. right?
You wished your voice sounded more sure of your words, but you can’t really help it at this point. You just want to go find Venti, but you continue trying to explain yourself. Charles is already more aware of your.. issues than you realize but he listens nonetheless.
“The atmosphere here is usually so calm at night, and I was just watching Venti like usual and.. I don’t know. That guy’s rage just came out of nowhere and made me jump. I’m fine. Honestly.”
There’s something knowing and empathetic in Charles’ eyes.
“Alright, well.. if you say you’re okay, I believe you. But still, Venti seems to have vanished, you've clearly had a long day, and I’m sure you want to go home and change clothes. Why don’t you let me clean up here and you can go ahead and head out?”
Wasting no time, he's already started picking up the pieces of the broken bottle on the floor.
As tempting as the offer sounds, you feel bad just walking out of here like this. The mess isn’t that bad but still…
“I- I can’t make you do that, it’s not even your mess and it won’t take that long to clean up.. I mean-"
You stop speaking when he turns around and gives you a pointed look, a kind smile on his face.
“I’ve cleaned up this tavern by myself more times than I can count. If I really didn’t like it, I wouldn’t work here. Seriously, don’t worry about it. I’m happy to wrap things up here.”
You sigh, making a mental note to pay him back for this favor, and you gratefully accept his offer.
“Okay.. okay, yeah.. thank you, Charles. I really appreciate it.”
You quickly make your way over to the stairs, following the fading trail of Anemo feathers that only you can see.
“Hey, don’t mention it. Just go find that boyfriend of yours before he disappears into thin air again.”
Charles laughs a little, a lighthearted sound, as he says that. You process what he said about halfway up the stairs and you whip your head around to look at him. You almost speak up to ask how he knew you were following Venti's trail but he’s already made his way into the back room to gather cleaning supplies. You shake your head, deciding to let it go because right now… with the way he worded that… you are too tired to try and figure out exactly how much he really does know about Venti.
Besides, bartenders are good at keeping secrets.
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Venti isn’t on the second floor. Your elemental sight tells you that he didn’t sneak his way up to the storage room on the third floor either. Following the little Anemo feathers that Venti leaves in his wake, you instead are lead out to the balcony. Stepping outside, you immediately take in a breath of fresh, cool night air. As much as you love spending time inside the tavern, the first deep breath you take after exiting the establishment is always a welcome relief.
It would be even more relieving if Venti were out here, but of course, he’s never been that easy to find.
The trail of Anemo feathers has ended in a sizable group of them scattered across the edge of the balcony. Almost like he summoned the winds to take him up higher…
Oh.
Of course.
He’s on the roof.
As you make your way up to the top of Angel’s Share, you hear a familiar sound. It’s not a sound you’d ever heard before coming to Teyvat. After all, nowhere else you’ve been has had creatures such as these.
Peeking your head up over the edge of the roof, you see exactly what you thought you would. He's sat down, straddling one of the higher ridges atop the tavern. Several little wind wisps are hovering around him, chirping and speaking to Venti in a language you’ve yet to understand. They’re flocking to him like he’s their mother or something.
Hm.
You quickly file that question away for another day, too.
You haul yourself up onto the roof, as gracefully as you can after the night you’ve just had, trying not to disturb any of them.
Venti’s head tilts, looking down at you. He looks so tired… and there’s a quiet sadness in his eyes. It’s times like this that he looks a lot less like Venti, and a lot more like Barbatos to you. To the unfamiliar eye there probably isn’t much of a difference, but you know him better than that.
It’s something in his face. Something in his eyes. In the way he carries himself, and the way he speaks. It’s subtle, but it’s there. A knowing look that can only come from centuries of experience. A sort of… quiet acceptance.
He is fascinating to you, but you didn’t come up here just to stare at him from afar.
Nodding towards the wisps flitting about all around him, you softly speak.
“Do you think they’ll flee if I get any closer to you?”
He smiles a little bit at your question, his eyes soften, and he shakes his head slowly.
“They’re not afraid of you. I’ve told them who you are. You're welcome to come closer if you’d like.”
He says that like he doesn’t already know how badly you want to wrap him up in a hug and apologize for everything that happened this evening. You know it’s not completely your fault but you still feel so guilty, like you could have done more. Like you should have done more. Like you failed him when your body betrayed you and chose to freeze instead of fight.
You climb the rest of the way up, and settle down behind him, wrapping your protective arms around his small frame.
He takes note of your trembling hands, and gently wraps them in his.
He takes a deep breath in, thinking for a moment, and breaks the silence.
“You smell like chocolate… and coffee.”
You huff a little, more of a laugh than a noise of offense, and nuzzle your face down into the soft black hair at the nape of his neck.
“Mhm..” you hum, and pull back, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of his head. “…and you smell like wine.”
You look down and watch as his hat, discarded on the roof beside him, begins to float a little bit. Before you can even be properly confused, one of the wisps slips out from underneath it, and chirps in success as it ascends to float around with the others.
“Did you trap that thing underneath your hat?”
That gets a proper laugh out of him, albeit a small one, and he shakes his head again.
“No, of course not. I'll have you know that it crawled under there of its own volition.”
He gently reaches out and slowly picks his hat up, revealing two more wisps cuddled up together like they were camping and his hat was the tent. They chirp loudly in protest of having their cover blown. Venti smiles.
“They like to hide in there sometimes, what can I say?”
You watch as he gently places the hat back down over them, and reaches back to his lap to take your hands in his again.
They’re shaking a bit less now.
You think for a moment, and speak again.
“They’re really cute, you know. How they’re so playful with you. They really trust you, don’t they?”
He nods, slowly reaching one hand out and holding it open in the air. One wisp flies over and gently lowers itself into his palm, curling up into a ball and resting there.
“We’re like family, you know. They know that I’ll protect them.”
Watching him like this, perfectly still, calm, steady and gentle, it’s really hard to believe that less than an hour ago he was just drunk off his ass, throwing back shots and climbing on furniture to sing whatever song was requested of him next.
Like, really hard to believe.
You figure now is as good of a time as ever to ask the question that you've been sitting on for quite a long time now.
“You’re completely sober, aren’t you, Venti?”
To his credit, he doesn't even seem caught off guard by the sudden question. He knows that you've suspected this for a while, and was almost waiting to see how long it would take you to figure him out.
He nods, looking straight ahead, out over the empty streets of the city. From your position behind him, you lean to the left, around his side to try and see his expression better as he answers you.
“I always have been, love.”
You breathe a sigh of relief that you didn't even notice you had been holding, and it doesn't go unnoticed by him.
"You watch me so closely... and you're around me so often, I'm almost surprised it took you this long to ask me that, Windblume."
He doesn't sound disappointed, or upset that you've figured out his secret. He almost sounds relieved.
"Well, I think I've known it for quite a while, actually, I just.. wasn't sure, and didn't want to ask until I was. I always thought that with you being.." you lower your voice even further before you speak your next words, "an Archon..."
As you pause to choose your words carefully, you slide your right hand up his arm, from his wrist to his elbow and over his bicep, stopping to rest on his right shoulder. Absentmindedly, you start to massage your thumb into the tense muscles there. He's always holding more tension than he seems to be.
"...I thought that you might just have a really high tolerance, and that it wore off really quickly afterwards, too. But then sometimes, while I watch you perform, or just joke around with people in the tavern, you seem to almost.. break character sometimes."
He hums and nods a little in response to your words, not interrupting but wanting you to know that he's listening.
"Like.. like you were acting, for lack of a better way to put it. You could snap out of it and right back in so quickly that I started to wonder if you were ever actually drunk in the first place. Just like tonight, when you suddenly broke character to tell me that everything was okay. Then, the way you watched the scene unfold and quickly slipped out of the room... it just didn't add up how you could switch so quickly if you were truly intoxicated."
Venti leans back into you and lets your words hang in the air for a moment, processing them.
"You're too damn observant, you know that?"
You're relieved when you can clearly hear the smile in his voice.
"You're right though, about all of it. Unfortunately, there isn’t enough wine in the world to get me drunk. Archons aren't capable of getting drunk on something as weak as alcohol. No matter how strong the brew, it just doesn't affect us like that. It's like trying to get drunk off of apple juice. It tastes really nice, sure, and too much of it can make you feel sick from the sugar, but it won't intoxicate you."
You hum in thought, and another question pops into your mind, though you believe you may already know the answer.
"Then, if you don't mind me asking, why do you drink so much? Or... why do you drink it at all?"
Due to the way he's leaning back into you, the laughter that bubbles up out of him in reaction to your question jostles you both.
"How do I explain it... Well, you know how you love the taste, and the experience of making and drinking coffee?"
"Yeah..?"
"Still, you don't like what the caffeine does to you, so you drink decaf instead."
Of course, he's found another parallel between the two of you.
"It's like that! I truly do love the taste of wine, and all sorts of spirits for that matter. I also love the atmosphere of the tavern. I get to be among my people, sing and drink to my hearts content, and.. yes, I do get to act like... like someone I'm not, I suppose."
He sighs a little bit, almost feeling guilty about the admission.
"I get to forget that I'm this powerful celestial being and for a while... I can just be Venti. He's a fun character to play, I guess. Not that the things I do and say when I'm 'drunk' aren't genuine, mind you."
He reaches up and does little air quotes around the word drunk, and you smile.
"I'm always me. There's just.. two different sides of me. They mix quite often, and I'm usually somewhere in between Barbatos and Venti at any given time. I'm sure you've gathered that by now."
You nod, and now it's time for you to do some explaining of your own.
"I have, love. I've definitely gathered that. Also, for the record, I love both of you, equally. I fell in love with all of you, not just one side, or one part."
You reach up and carefully tuck a stray piece of hair behind his ear.
"I don't mind it when you're 'drunk', honestly. I obviously wouldn't be with you if I were constantly upset by part of who you are. Honestly, though... you've always kind of been an enigma to me. I never pictured myself with someone like you. Not that there's anything wrong with you, of course not. We're just so.. different. It's something that's always baffled me.. given.. my past."
Venti reaches up and removes your hand from where it's toying with his hair, pulling it forward and you let him take it. You watch as he turns his head to the left in order to place a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.
It's still hard to revisit your past, and explain why you are the way you are. You're grateful for his silent reassurance that you don't have to go over it again. He already knows. The two of you have spent many sleepless nights with you clinging to his cape as you stain his bright white shirt with your black tears.
You already know you're gonna revisit tonight's effect on you at some point in the future. Venti knows that he'll ask you to tell him more about the first man that taught you to be so afraid. Not tonight, though. Tonight he will listen, and nothing more.
"I guess now I know why it never bothered me. Maybe deep down, I've always been able to tell that you're not really intoxicated. Now, are you high on life? Maybe, yeah.."
You both laugh at the expression, but he doesn't deny it.
"I mean, you do have quite the lively spirit when you're doing what you love. But I've never felt unsafe around you. I think my body knew that you weren't going to hurt me, even in the beginning, when my mind wasn't sure."
Venti feels a tightness in his throat upon hearing that you feel safe with him. He pushes the feeling down and speaks through it.
"I'm glad you know that you're safe with me, love. That's all I've ever wanted you to be, and equally importantly- to feel. Safe and sound."
From his own words, the need to protect you suddenly hits him again, and he sits up a little straighter.
He told himself he wouldn't pry tonight, but he has to ask one thing.
He needs to know you're gonna be okay.
"Speaking of, how are you doing? After everything that happened in there, I mean. I could tell that that man wasn't actually going to harm me, you know he couldn't even if he tried, but I know it still scared you. I'm truly sorry for that."
After everything, he's still putting your needs above his own.
You won't stand for that. You're not gonna make this about you.
Not tonight.
"Sorry? No, no- Venti- I should be the one saying that. He was posing a threat to you and I just... I just fucking froze. I should have stepped in to protect you."
There's frustration in your voice that you fail to hide, and you pray that he knows that you're upset with yourself, not him.
Venti leans away from you at that, and for a moment you think you've offended him. Your damaged mind is always thinking you've done something wrong. You watch as he carefully turns himself around to face you, disturbing the many wisps that had settled down to rest on his idle form in the process.
He looks you square in the eyes and counters your protest with a question.
"You do know that I'm with you because I love you, and not just to use you as my personal guard dog, right?"
You nod your head, and smile at his phrasing. Somebody once mentioned, upon seeing the two of you out in public together, that that's kind-of what you look like. Presumably due to the way you tend to watch over him so closely, ready to stand between him and the world, if need be. You're protective of him, and you make no effort to hide it.
"You didn't owe me anything back there, love. I knew you wanted to jump in. I also didn't want to further aggravate the situation. That's why I told you to stay behind the bar. I knew that everything would be fine."
You shake your head.
"Is it though? Are you fine? I mean.. the things he said... you know that's not true, right? None of it was. People love you, and your music, and it's his loss if he can't appreciate the stories you tell in your songs."
His eyes soften, and he sighs a little bit before he responds to you.
“Listen to me, dear. It is not your fault that he apparently had a bad day and decided to take it out on me. Everyone has their own taste, and it doesn't make him wrong for disliking my music. Was it out of line for him to berate me like that, in front of God and everybody?"
You can't help but laugh at him using the phrase that he picked up from you after hearing you say it so often. Of course, he's still trying to keep the mood light. He wants to see you smile, and you do, as he continues.
"Yeah... probably. It's okay, though. I can take it. I won't shatter just because someone got a little too drunk and decided to tell me their honest opinion.”
You can't help but notice that he's only mentioning what the man said about his music, and nothing about what he called him. Nothing about what he implied. You're torn between not pressing the issue and doubling down. If he's taught you anything, though, it's the importance of delicacy.
Gentleness.
You reach out and take his hands in yours once again. Your hands are steady now, allowing you to notice the slight tremble of his own as you thread your fingers together.
"I know.. I know you're strong. I know you can take it. But- but just because you can take it doesn't mean you should have to! You are so, so passive and... it's admirable but.. I don't know, Venti. I guess I just don't know how you do it. I'm afraid that you're secretly carrying all of these negative feelings and that one day they're gonna be too much for you to bear. I just.."
Your grip on his hands tightens.
"I don't want you to break on me, love."
Venti looks a little surprised at your words.
He bows his head and looks down for a long moment, taking a few slow, deep breaths. Both of you sit in the silence for a little while.
The wisps gather around the two of you again as you both remain still, and they get closer and closer to Venti, landing all over his form. It's almost like they're trying to hug him, you muse to yourself.
You eventually feel something wet land on your hand, and your first thought is that it's starting to rain.
Great, now you're both gonna be sad and wet.
You look up, but feel nothing hit your face. You feel another drop on your hand and you look down to where they're held in Venti's grip. Thanks to the fact that it's dark out, you're able to see that the liquid landing on your hands isn't clear rainwater. It's turquoise, and it's glowing.
He's crying.
For a brief moment you're too stunned to speak. You're not used to seeing him cry, but you find your voice in spite of your shock and speak to him softly.
"Venti? I-I didn't mean to make you cry, love.. I just.."
Your words trail off as the metaphorical dam breaks and his shoulders begin to shake from the force of his silent sobs.
"Oh, honey... sweetheart, come here."
You pull him further towards you, guiding him to wrap his arms around your waist and letting his head rest on your shoulder. He's so quiet when he cries, you'd never know it from just listening to him. His shaking body and glowing tears are a bit of a giveaway, though.
You rub circles over his back and he slowly but surely calms back down. He makes no move to pull away and neither do you, opting to stay together just as you are as he speaks again.
"I- I don't know what got into me.. I'm sorry."
"Venti, you do not ever need to apologize for crying, or for being upset."
"I just... I'm still not used to anyone caring so much about my wellbeing. It caught me off guard. I mean.. yeah, I get my feelings hurt sometimes. I'm not immune to the things people have said to me just because they think I'm some small, weak bard that can't fight back. Not to mention the things that have been said to me because they know I'm some small, weak God that won't fight back."
He pulls in a shaky breath and you pull him a little closer as you continue listening to him.
"I'm used to it.. I guess. I'd rather just let people speak their peace and carry on, thinking they got the upper hand, than cause a scene by fighting back. I'm tired of fighting, and over time I've learned it's often not even worth it. It's no fun having to act like things don't bother me, but over time I got pretty good at it."
Your heart breaks at the way he's learned to handle things.
You gently pull back from the embrace, wanting to see him properly. His cheeks are flushed from crying, and his eyes look so tired.
"Those words can still hurt you, Venti. Over time, they build up and if you don't process them somehow, they'll eat you alive."
He looks down as one of the wisps bumps into his arm. It looks up at him and, having gotten his attention, makes a series of noises that you can't decipher. From his response, it seems the wisp was echoing your sentiment.
"I know."
He looks away from the wisp and back up to you.
"I do. I guess my coping mechanisms aren't as fool-proof as they once were. I usually keep a good handle on it. I guess it's just gotten harder to do over time. Sometimes, I do wonder if I'm not getting weaker, instead of stronger, as time goes on."
He tilts his head back, looking up at the stars that decorate the night sky. The midnight breeze feels nice on his warm, flushed face.
"Sometimes I just don't know."
You reach forward and slip your finger underneath the bow that holds his cape together. The weight of the cape tends to pull the bow back, and it ends up pulling on the base of his neck. It looks uncomfortable, so you gently ease it forward, and reach out to pull the cape further forward across his shoulders, trying to alleviate the pressure.
You speak to him as you fiddle with his clothes.
"Sometimes, I think that all a person needs is to speak, openly and honestly, about the things that are weighing them down. Like we're doing here, right now. There's power in language. I know you know that. I believe that part of that power is in the relief we feel when we share our burdens with someone who cares about us."
Shifting his attention away from the heavens and back down to you, he feels warmth bloom in his chest at the sight of your soft, kind expression. He watches the way your lips move as you speak.
"I care about you, Venti. An awful lot... and I am always, always willing to listen to you. No matter what it is, good or bad, a song or a story, I want to hear it."
The way his focus flickers back and forth between your eyes and your lips is not lost on you. You lean a bit closer to him, and reach out to cup his cheek, still warm from crying.
You lower your voice to a whisper.
"Please, promise me you won't keep carrying all of these feelings by yourself. Someone as light as you should never be weighed down by the negativity of others, nor by the hate in the world."
He breathes in deep, and nods once.
"I'll try... to let you help more. To let you in. I promise you."
Your hands stop toying with the soft ends of his braids, and one moves to gently cradle the back of his neck. He leans into you on instinct.
His eyes fall closed as you pull him towards you, closing the remaining gap between the two of you.
You lean up and place a soft kiss on his forehead.
"I won't let your burdens drag you under, Barbatos."
You move down and place another, feather light, on the tip of his nose. He smiles.
"I will not let them."
Your lips finally meet his, and you feel him fully relax in your hold.
When you break the kiss, neither of you pull back, instead leaning your foreheads against one another and breathing softly.
Chocolate and wine pair quite well together, you think.
#venti#venti x reader#genshin#genshin impact#ventober#lunasmr#venti x you#venti genshin impact#venti genshin x reader#genshin venti#genshin fic#venti fanfic#venti angst#venti comfort#genshin drabbles#genshin scenarios#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact x you#genshin x reader#genshin x you#*banging pots and pans whilst shouting into the void* COME GET YOUR VENTI ANGST COME GET YOUR VENTI ANGST#i'm so sorry i swear i'll write something more lighthearted one of these days. but i'm full of the rage bloodlust hatred wrath#i put so much effort into this silly little fic i sure hope someone likes it and i didn't make it so niche it's unenjoyable. that's my fear#Venti & Reader's dynamic in my fics is like the concept of Scary Dog Privilege. or like the Person On Leash ship dynamic. u know the one.#hoo boy. apologies for the upsetting argument (fight?) scene in the tavern (and all the angst in general) I just...#I was listening to Track You Down by Matthew Mayfield on loop while writing it. and somethin' just came over me. that song makes me Feral.#'fear wraps it's claws around his neck and squeezes tight' and all that.. anyways go listen to it it's a good song#don't ask me why reader works at Angel's Share if they're scared of drunk people i can't explain it. i'm self-inserting don't look at me#every bartender in Mond. hates alcohol. even Charles isn't interested in it he's like idk man i just work here. now what can i get you#reader is just doing their part to keep the tradition alive and well
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spoilers for pt. 4 of lantern rite, thoughts mainly focused on furina.
at first i was concerned that her & hu tao meeting was going to be another little jab at furina's trauma concerning the floods & the people that were lost to the waters & other things ( because she genuinely carries a lot of guilt with her over it & the powerlessness she felt for the last 500 years & just making false promises that she herself as she was had the power to help them when that wasn't the truth ), so i'm really glad that it didn't end up being the case & it ended up being an entirely different thing.
by the sounds of it furina might be testing her wit on making a horror film which i would love to see personally. i hope this comes back full circle in a later patch - would love to see who she thinks would make perfect actors to star in her horror film, it'll probably be characters from liyue since liyue folklore seems to have been the source of inspiration for this film idea she's trying to iron out.
i'm glad that we caught the fontaine cast as they were leaving liyue because i really wanted the lantern rite to be more heavily focused on the liyue cast. i love the implication that the fontaine characters were there enjoying the lantern rite as well though!
i can't express just how happy i am that furina got to meet zhongli first out of the seven & that she got to spend time with him in the company of hu tao. she genuinely enjoyed their company & i adore & i'm so happy that she did because it emphasizes that her isolation isn't something she does with pleasure. furina doesn't like to be alone, she doesn't want to anymore. being on her own is just something she was forced to live with, self-isolation to cope with what may come her way & threaten her spirit. the fact that she can kick it off with others so well is wonderful & that she feels so at ease & comfortable to just be herself around them.
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furina being able to tell there's more to zhongli than meets the eye by a mere conversation was awesome. the exhaustion i feel when people want to discredit her ability to critically think on her own or that she's too "childish" to connect two & two on her own is ridiculous. also this one shot of zhongli looking so happy to see her in person is very cute to me.
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it gets glossed over that the seven see furina & her expelled divinity as one entity ( individual interpretations from the fandom/fanon aside ), so betwixt them they hold her at a very high esteem for being able to successfully deceive the heavenly principles which is an entity that they all fear ( for good reason ). they don't see furina &/or focalors, they just see furina who has simply destroyed her throne & is now like zhongli & venti are, they're just three retired tired & exhausted ex-archons. furina, however, does not fully have her memories intact, she only has vague recollections of her very old life. should that ever return to her in full swing or not is still very much in the air. it's neither a yes or a no.
anyway, i'm glad that it can't be argued that furina cares so much about neuvillette. he means a lot to her. & that she thinks of his wellbeing & is hopeful about him giving himself a chance in this world even with his lack of interest for it which she has known he has for the longest time. she knows him so well it's actually so lovely to see it play out how it does. she's using the traveler as her middle man, to pass on her message to him but i'm hopeful for the day where these two will get to talk to each other again & reconcile as she continues to find a healthy way to sort through her traumas & her woes to where it's not entirely consuming her anymore. having her see that she's deserving of love & is worthy of it & that it's genuine is the day i'm so excited to be able to see & witness for myself. for hundreds of years furina encouraged neuvillette to integrate himself more & more into the human world so that he for himself can see the beauty she saw in it even through the struggles & pains that come with it so i'm sure hearing the advice furina told the traveler to pass on to him was a song he was all too familiar with. him admitting & coming to terms with that is very important to that part of their relationship.
hearing clorinde regard furina as her friend no doubt meant the absolute world to furina & given how familiar furina is with clorinde it was important to me that she heard it from clorinde the most because furina knows clorinde wouldn't just say & toss the word friend around so lightly & so mindlessly. it really strengthened the foundation afterwards for furina to call them both her friends as well a few moments later because that was reassurance to furina. clorinde just saying this is what friends do for each other was letting her know that they really see her as their friend & that it's okay for furina to consider & see them as her friends as well because they already consider her as part of their group. it made me so happy. they all came separately but they all depart together.
in general i was pretty happy. it was so nice to see furina again. she means everything to me.
some tid bits that i found so funny were the implications that zhongli really did avoid neuvillette which the conflict in that is something i love because there really is a deep rooted conflict there by relation that needs to get addressed & ironed over & not fixed by the power of friendship.
hu tao saying that neuvillette was a friend of furina's that still had a lot of growing up to do because it's true, hu tao isn't wrong but it's just so funny that it came from hu tao, not because i believe her immature, but because her saying it out of anybody else is implying something.
& then the fact that furina vaguely recalls neuvillette's age as a result of hu tao saying that neuvillette has so much room to grow. i didn't know there was so much controversy around it because from the very beginning it was made clear that furina knew he was the sovereign. you may interpret the text as you want. both cn/jp say that he's at least a thousand years old while the english translation say he's several thousands which, both in essence, are not wrong. furina counting his previous dragon incarnations into his current one isn't anything new, at least to me.
regardless, i'm happy furina got to spend time with zhongli. they're good friends now.
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greenlog17 · 2 months
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An idea ive had for an au recently is archon mafia au, where the archons (and any religious followers of theirs like the church of favonious) are all mafia bosses and how that would change things.
Mondstat: venti and the church are probably the most chill of the mafias, i mean, noone would expect the drunk bard venti to be the frightening mafia boss barbatos would they? The fact that basically everyone but jean knows the church is a front doesnt really matter when the worst theyll do is suffocate a stalker. (Lookin at you ALBERT)
Liyue: zhongli is definitely one of the more terrifying mafia bosses of the 7, although you wouldnt even assume hes apart of it if you just know him as the kind gentleman zhongli, but if you ever see what happens when he goes to work as morax you will know why hes feared across liyue, with the adepti at his back and knowledge that can only come from years of experience the milieth have a hard time trying to even get a glimpse of him before hes gone.
Inazuma: inazuma is just... a mess, with four active mafias in its borders and a corrupt and useless tenyrou commision turf wars have been a constant over the years with 2 main combatants: the raiden being lead by ei and the watasumi being lead by kokomi, the other 2 being the fatui and the kamisatos who deal more in intel then anything else, if either side wants reliable intel in a timely manner they have to go though the kamisatos. With ei at the helm, the raidens are a terrifying group who have an iron grip of control over narukami to the point that Ei rules it more than the tenryou commision does.
Sumeru: nahida and her followers to the public are just known as environmental activists who just want to stop the rampant pollution 'withering' the trees and plant life of the forrest, to the akedemiya they are the eco terrorist organization buer with the dreaded kusanali as the ringleader. With the peoples opinion on her side though, there's not much the akedemiya can do to put a stop to her plans.
Fontaine: for furina and nuevellette they found it easier to just put on the act of being the goverment and with navia openly leading the spina de rosula no one is suspect of the truth, after all, who expects the adorable muselines to be the ones who robs the wealthy? If people dug a little deeper, they may have noticed all the targets used legal loopholes and bribes to avoid taxes, and that just won't do! After all, no one is too far from the arm of justice, even if it's the one shrouded in shadow.
The fatui: the fatui are an interesting case as they dont even try to hid the fact their a mafia, but with the 11 harbingers of the tsaritsa being feared across trevat, they really dont need to worry about being prosecuted.
Bonus: the abyss order in this au are also a mafia, to the outside observer it may seem that the abyss order and the archon mafia are bitter rivals in truth they are the ones responsible for the more independent agents of the mafia who dont stick to one locale for long.
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spir1tfar3r · 2 years
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summary: While at the new island you had found, your dear captain got a little too reckless and ended up with an injury that you, his trusted first mate, would have to tend too because he wouldn’t let anyone else do it.
words: 1182
warnings: injury mentions, slight death mention but only because venti’s dramatic
a/n: listen, i know this isn’t the best,,,, but idk how tf to write about pirates agsjdgdh. But this was really fun to do <3
© spir1tfar3r 2022– plagiarism, reposts, or anything related or copying isn’t allowed.
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There was something so peaceful about being out on the open sea, being able to take in the fresh air, and being surrounded by some of your closest friends. It seemed hard to believe that only four months ago you were home, unconvinced by Venti’s pleading for you to join his crew. You were hesitant at first, not sure what value you would bring being a part of it and as his first mate of all things and you feared what would happen if someday you never returned, leaving your family clueless on what truly happened to you. Venti understood. Those reasons were why he was hesitant to leave as well. Eventually he became so insistent that you agreed just to shut him up and took notice of how his face and eyes lit up after.
You were startled out of your thoughts when you heard shouting from the front of the ship. Making your way over, you felt your heart sink when you saw Venti, one hand holding onto his side while his other arm was loosely thrown over Amber’s shoulder. The crew were crowded around the two and you could hear Venti’s laughter as he brushed off everyone’s worry, clearly trying to play off his pain. His bright eyes met yours and he smiled, leaving you to wonder if it was because he didn’t want you to worry as well or if he was that happy when he saw you. Before you had the chance to go over to them or say anything, Kaeya had moved everyone out of the way for Amber to take Venti to the ship’s “sick bay”. You watched as the two walked away, hearing Venti yell “but i’m fine!! it’s just a little cut!” while Amber tried telling that no, it was definitely not just a little cut.
The crew eventually dispersed. Everyone went back to the tasks at hand and, although you were worried, you went back to what you were doing before getting lost in your own thoughts. Not getting very far into it, Amber bounded over to you, a smile on her face even though she looked exhausted. “Yn do you mind helping Venti? He’s being stubborn again and I told him that I’d get what we left on the island with Diluc.” She asked and you nod, following her to where your dear captain was sitting. There he was, sitting with his shirt lifted and showing a rather deep cut onto his side. You took note of the way he winced almost every time he lifted or even moved his arm but the moment his eyes landed on you, he smiled and let go of his shirt.
“Well well isn’t this a pleasant surprise! Amber, I told you that I would be fine tending to this alone. You didn’t have to bother Yn.”
Amber snorts, shaking her head as she watches you step inside and make your way over to him. “Last time we let you do that, you just went drinking instead. If you’re not going to let me help you, at least let them.” She replied before she gave you a sympathetic smile and began to leave the room. “Good luck yn!” The door shut behind her leaving the two of you alone.
“It’s not that bad. You don’t have to waste your time on this if you’re busy.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him and was thankful that no one else was around or you’d probably get in some sort of trouble for being “disrespectful” to your captain. Venti didn’t seem bothered by it and watched as you grabbed a, thankfully, clean rag before dropping down next to him. You moved his blouse out of the way and Venti was quick to look away, his face starting to burn from how close you were to him.
Pressing the rag to the cut, which really didn’t seem all that bad, Venti winced from the contact and you alleviated the pressure, trying to be more gentle with his side. “You know that’s it’s fine to admit that you’re not ok, right?” You ask, handing him the rag to hold onto his wound while you grabbed what little bandages that you had to cover him when the bleeding fully stopped. He let out a noise. You weren’t sure if it was out of embarrassment, annoyance, or maybe even both after being called out. As you turned to look back at him, you could see the way he stopped himself from saying something but you weren’t sure if he’d tell you on his own time or if you should comment on it.
You tapped his hand, indicating that he can move it now. He took the hint and moved his hand to let you take over and rested his hands on his lap without being in your way too much. Not getting rid of the look on his face, you finally spoke up. “What is it?”
“Yn, before I die, I need to confess something” Venti began, wincing again when you pressed a new rag on his side. You rolled your eyes, knowing that he’ll be fine once you’re done and didn’t want him to say anything that he may regret, even if you were, admittedly, interested in hearing where he was going with this.
“Venti you’re not going to—” You interrupted but were immediately shut down when he spoke up again.
“Shush!! Before I die, I just wanted to tell you that I love you and I'm glad that you agreed to come along with me. I know it hasn’t been as fun as I made it out to be but I’m happy that I have you around. I wish I told you sooner.”
The two of you sat in uncomfortable silence. The only noise that came from either of you was the sound of the bandage as you began to wrap it around his side. The realization was finally hitting Venti that not only was he going to be fine but that he also confessed his feelings for you. The silence felt like an eternity before he finally let out an awkward laugh and finally spoke up again, clearly wanting to lighten the mood a bit. “…Well. Do you want to go drink with me and Kaeya?” He asked, wishing that he listened to you and praying that he didn’t ruin the friendship that he holds most dear.
Humming, you got up and took his hand, helping him get off of the bed. “Sure.” You replied, letting his hand go and heading towards the door. Venti let out a sigh, not sure if he was happy or disappointed that you didn’t say anything after his confession. He went to follow but noticed that you hadn’t stepped out of the room yet and you were now facing him once again with a smile on your face, making Venti’s heart skip a beat. It nearly came to a halt when you finally said the words he had always wanted to hear from you. “And I love you too, Venti.”
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("be nosy" questions)
2. What are you obsessed with right now?
That post you sent me and stoned Steddie friends to lovers. You sent it in DMs instead of asks, you clever fiend, but I’m gonna post here what I said there…
I like Steve getting high and his caretaker side really coming out. Just a little bit at first, always asking Eddie if he wants anything and then immediately getting whatever he impulsively asks for. And they both like it, so they both keep leaning into it more and more, until Steve reaches the feeding Eddie in his lap stage and calls him perfect and announces in a floaty sort of way that they "should be boyfriends, shouldn't we be boyfriend Eds? Then I could take care of you all the time." And nothing really happens then, because Eddie has his mouth full and is this close to falling asleep, but as soon as they've napped and sobered up Eddie is like, "Hey... did you mean it?" and Steve is like, "Uh, if you want me to mean it, then yes. If you don't... still yes, but I can keep it under wraps until I get over—" He's interrupted by a lap (very) full of Eddie Munson and lots of enthusiastic kisses. ❤️
It works the other way too, maybe Steve gets a little pouty when he's high and wants stuff but doesn't want to get up and get it himself so he whines and asks if Eddie will do it for him. (Also does this for when he needs to pee, and every time Eddie is just sort of like "I'd try if I could, man, but I don't think it works that way" in the most blazed voice possible.) But like, Eddie cannot resist that pouty face, and he always goes way overboard on getting Steve a LOT of whatever he asked for. Eventually they get to "Eddieeeee, feed it to me" and Steve kissing his fingers and Eddie is going to COMBUST but he keeps trying to cover it by getting the next mouthful ready until Steve just straight up demands that he kiss him already, dammit.
Why does Steve seem to take the lead in both scenarios, you might wonder? Idk, typically in my head Eddie is more afraid of scaring Steve off, while Steve is actually a lot more self-accepting than anyone seems to expect and goes from brief bisexual awakening to “Okay so I’ve realized I love you, want to do something about that?” surprisingly fast. Tentative or confident wink add-on is optional.
27. What’s your pet peeve?
This is very much an irl thing—people saying something or asking me a question and then getting annoyed if I don’t respond as immediately as they think I should. Sometimes I just need some extra seconds to process, jeez!
34. What’s your coffee order?
I can’t do coffee, it makes my soul vibrate out of my body and I become an unsafe driver that strikes fear into my unwitting passengers’ hearts. So, sadly, I have not indulged in venti mocha chip frappuccinos since high school. 😔
Give me a chai latte any day though, hot or iced or (on very special occasions) frapped.
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