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bedoballoons · 7 months

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Oh wow fantastic I loved it!! now I kinda want a part two to the whole short post what did happen after finding out there darling likes tall guys how will they comfort there rival

I'm assuming you meant confront! I hope so at least cause that's what I wrote! If not I can totally write a second one! Thank you so much for your request!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~Yanderes confront their rivals~༺}

This is a Part 2! Part 1:

CW: Fighting, using their obsession to get information, a knife is mentioned, Freminet trains you to like him, descriptions of blood, slight gore, confronting, yandere themes, some angst, and Lyney call reader mon amour!

(Includes: Lyney, Tighnari, Venti, Freminet, and Aether!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

You knew Lyney was the reason Neuvillette had gone missing, it was obvious and yet no one could arrest him because there wasn't enough evidence, not to mention without the Chief of Justice...how could you have a trial? The whole of Fontaine was now in disarray, searching for Neuvillette everywhere and anywhere Lyney could have taken him, but not a single place had any results.

You didn't even know if he was still alive...but you just couldn't give up, thats what led you to this moment, honeyed words slipping past your lips and your arms around Lyney, batting your eyes at him..."Lyney, I'm all yours, Neuvillette is no longer a threat to that I promise. Let him go..." The magician sighed softly, so tempted, so enraptured by you that he almost gave it away from your beautiful eyes alone, "You know as well as I do mon amour, if I do as you ask...I'll be taken away to Meropide. Away from you..."

You bit your lip, wandering how deep into this act you'd have to go in order to convince him, "Not if they don't catch you, we can run away together... just you and me..." You kissed his cheek and he caved...unable to resist you any longer, "I can't say no to that..."

He reached out his hand, a card between his fingers...but it wasn't like any of his others, it was blue with a a outline of Neuvillette. "Neat isn't it?" Lyney asked when he'd caught you staring and with a snap of his fingers the card began to change, blue smoke circling around a spot on the ground until it sudden disappeared, leaving Neuvillette in its place...

"Neuvillette!"

He seemed perfectly healthy, shaken to say the least, but otherwise fine. It felt like you could breath again like everything would be okay...he could save you...right?

𑁍༄Tighnari:

You hadn't heard from Tighnari in over a week and you felt so guilty...after how hard it must have been to confess his feelings, you shot him down without even a moment to think if you really wanted to,... just because he wasn't exactly your type. Now he was probably in his home, regretting his decision to ever tell you how he felt in the first place...ever be nice to you at all for that matter.

You sighed, opening the door to your humble abode, only to see one of the most terrifying things even your nightmares could have prepared you for, "T-tighnari?" The fennec fox looked up at you with a crazed smile, a small hunting knife tightly gripped in his hand...the blade of it against against what looked to be a drugged Alhaitham, "You're finally home! We've been waiting for you...sorry to barge in uninvited but I had to show you that I was better than him. Let you see that I can overpower him, even though he's stronger and...taller."

You felt your chest tighten with fear, your hands shaking uncontrollably, "What... d-did you do to him Tighnari?" Meanwhile Tighnari was acting as if this was a casual hangout between the two of you, his tail swaying behind him and his ears twitching in delight, he even chuckled when Alhaitham attempted to mutter something, "Don't worry, he's just poisoned. I asked if he wanted something for a headache he was having and then I gave him something, it just wasn't what he had in mind..."

"Tighnari...let him go. T-this is crazy!" You felt tears welling up in your eyes, your body screaming at you to run for help and yet you felt frozen, unable to move a muscle. "I'm not crazy, I'm dedicated,...to you. I want nothing more than to be with you and if I have to make sure the scribe isn't able to interfere to have that, then I will." His eyes sparkled at the mention of being with you...

"...just let him go. Give him a antidote and I'll s-stay with you. Please Tighnari, don't hurt anyone more than you already have, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shot down your confession so quickly, but I'll m-make it up to you" You reached your hand out and he wasted no time accepting it, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug, all of it seeming so innocent..

"As long as you stay with me...no one else will ever get hurt."

𑁍༄Venti:

You'd never seen such a war before...archons battling against eachother, destroying the land with power far greater than you ever could have imagined, all of this...because you couldn't see yourself with someone short, what was Venti doing! By now there was a large crowd of people, some from Liyue, some from Mondstat and each of them cheering for their own Archon. There were even fights breaking out over who was better....

This had to stop. "Venti! Venti listen to me! I know you're angry and that's okay, but starting a war just because I said I wasn't into you isn't the way to feel better!" You shouted as loud as you could, but he wasn't able to hear you, the sound of large rocks crashing into the ground and highwinds ripping trees right out of the land impossible to talk over. Was it a lost cause...?

You shook your head, unable to give up at the thought of your friend getting hurt...even if he was stupid for starting it in the first place...you cared about him. You swallowed your fear and gathered up all of your courage, running into the danger zone, barely able to keep your footing while you continued to call to the anemo archon. "Venti! Vennntii!!"

Suddenly the part of land you'd been running on ripped away from the rest of the ground, flying upwards with you holding on for dear life, "Venti! Hellpp!!!" You felt your grasp slipping and then you were spinning, falling back down at such speed you'd die on impact, you shut your eyes tightly, praying for everything to be okay.

Then there was a gentle breeze surrounding you.. lifting you upwards, the entire battle out on pause when you came face to face with Venti, shocked to see him in his archon outfit, "Venti please, I'm sorry. Don't take this out on Zhongli, don't make such a big mess because of me. I'm... not worth it." You looked down at all the dilapidated area beneath you...all of this for you?

"You're worth more than every world or star in the entire universe...I'd fight to the end for you." The anemo archon touched your cheek softly.., making you feel something you never had before..

𑁍༄Freminet:

Freminet wouldn't leave your side, keeping you away from Neuvillette at any costs... pampering you with romaritime flowers and ocean shells, convincing you in ever way he could think of that he was better. He'd be there in the morning with warm breakfast and a nice hot beverage, he'd walk with you anywhere you needed to go so he could keep you safe and...people were noticing. Most thought you were dating. Even congratulating you two...but he always answered before you could, thanking them happily.

Truthfully...he was training you to only want to be around him and it was working...

𑁍༄Aether:

"ITTO!" You screamed, your skin paling at the sight of the Oni you had been crushing on so much, taken down to the ground with dark crimson blood dripping from his head onto grass beneath him, his face badly bruised and beaten up. You couldn't even tell if he was breathing, your heart racing as you looked to the culprit... his face speckled with deep red flecks of blood and sickening smile on his lips..

"W-why...Aether, you're supposed to be a hero why would you...he didn't...h-he didn't deserve this!" You rushed to Ittos side, holding his large hand in yours and staring at the damage someone you thought you could trust caused.

"I did it for you. Now he can't take you from me..., now there's only one hero for you and it's me." Aether grabbed your wrist harshly, pulling you close to him while you tried desperately to shove him away, "No! Let go of me! Help! Someone help!!" You screamed frantically, searching for any other signs of people...but nobody was around? How was that possible! It was the city?!

Aether smiled at you sadistically, "Being a famous hero and knowing important people means I can say there's a need to evacuate...and everyone will just leave. No one...can hear you now..."

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zhonglisbeloved · 7 months

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DESIRES OF A GOD [NSFW]

draft and tbh I'd get Venti pregnant too :)

Cat Hybrid! Venti x Fem! Witch! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, mentions of breeding like once at the very end, use of a potion (idk but just putting it out there)

he walked through the forest, carefully looking around for a small cottage that apparently belonged to a very powerful witch. suddenly, amongst the tall trees and other flora, a barely visible cottage caught his eyes, assuming this to be his destination he walked towards it, remembering to be careful.

on reaching the place he knocked on the door which was soon answered by a beautiful girl, he was awestruck as he stood there with his jaw dropped, "how can I help you?" she asked softly in a voice that sounded as sweet and enchanting as that of the sirens from the legends of a far off land. her floral scent clouded his senses as he stood there in front of the witch.

"I-I'm looking for a potion that'll help me with my desires" he muttered nervously while fiddling his hands, the Anemo Archon was never nervous but the beauty that stood in front of him had him blushing, he regretted not dressing up better.

"desires, hm, I think I might have the potion for you" she said as she moved away to let him in, he entered the warm and cozy cottage, finding it hard to believe that it belonged to a witch, she didn't fit the stereotype of one. he was somewhere glad she didn't.

"hmm, let's see" she mumbled to herself as she looked at the shelf adorned with multiple fancy bottles with pretty liquids inside them, some were sparkly and some were dull, there was a wide range. "aha! there you go" she picked up a globular small, clear bottle that had a mildly glittering, peach colored liquid, and handed it to him. he looked at it, a bit hesitant. "drink up" she urged him as she watched him attentively.

he took a deep breath before drowning the potion, he could instantly feel major changes, his body felt fuzzy and his head ached a bit. he furrowed his brows due to the sudden change but soon relaxed as it went away in a split second. "wow...you...your desires are nothing short of wild, Barbatos"

she giggled, he looked at his hands but did not notice anything different and looked confused until she mentioned it, "your head silly, you have cat ears and even a fluffy tail" she said as she circled around him, examining his body and the changes that have taken place. "o-oh that's...good..." he whispered as his cheeks heated up.

he groaned suddenly as he felt some pressure on his cock, looking down he saw that he had a huge bulge that was pressing against his tight pants. "ahh looks like the heat symptoms have set in already" she chuckled, "don't worry, I can help you if you want" she now stood in front of him and looked at him softly yet with a minx like look in her eyes.

"y-yes please" he said loud and clear, he didn't know what had taken over him, whether it was the potion or the sexual attraction that he felt for the person in front of him. she hummed and pulled his hands towards the couch, making him sit on it. "let yourself relax" she smiled up at him before positioning herself on her knees in front of his spread legs.

she unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear, releasing his huge, thick, hard, and dripping cock. she licked her lips and immediately got to work, using her hands to stroke his length and rubbing his tip with her thumb. soft gasps and deep breaths left his mouth as he closed his eyes and threw his head back.

"more...please more" he whimpered urgently making her chuckle, but she didn't waste time and moved to take his cock in her mouth and bobbing her head up and down pleasuring him. "mhm- oh god that feels so good, your tongue against my length-" he cut himself off with a gasp as she deepthroated him.

he was sensitive already and this sudden deepthroating had him releasing his load already as his thighs shook. "I-I'm cumming- you're too good" he mumbled as he grabbed her hair and moved her head up and down his dick, riding out his high while she flattened her tongue against that one prominent vein. she pulled back when he had calmed down, though he still had heavy breathing.

"I want more...I want to breed you" he whispered, his chest rising and falling at a steady pace as he looked in her eyes deeply, his pupils dilating.

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mysinsforventi · 1 year

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How much can you handle, wife of the anemo archon?~

(Please don't repost, use, take my fanfic or my edited picture anywhere!! )

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Venti x f. reader

dom! Venti x sub! f. reader

(reader isn't traveller!! )

+18 (minors DNI!!)

Warnings:

smut, this is pure PORN/FILTH, cursing, shapeshifting, sizekink, public sex, shower sex, object fucking? (showerhead), creampie, soft breeding kink?, overstimulation, anal sex, double penetration, multiple orgasm, squirting, fingering, oral female, handjob, hickeys, vision abuse, god-complex, power abuse, stomatch bugle, nipple play,spanking, riding, full nelson, dirty talk, enganged, possesive venti, crying reader (from pleasure), dom! venti, (let me know if I forgot something!~ )

About:

After just geting freshly engaged with your boyfriend venti, you asked him to finally not hold back anymore. Knowing him he always told you how dangerous the love of an archon could be! Yet you wanted to see and know all of him! Will venti give in? Will you be able to handle it? Will you still love him afterwards? What could he be hiding from you?

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(I don't know what this is! I got very carried away! I'll go to hell for this!!

Well.. please enjoy~ )

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"I'll be by your side now and forever and ever~", venti said while kissing you. The kiss had so much love and meaning to it. Your heart was beating so fast, so many emotions you were feeling while the only thought in you mind was, 'VENTI'. The name of the of the one you loved. The one who just asked you to marry him. Still in soft shock but so incredible happy you felt your eyes tear up a bit.

Venti pulled away and looked at you, a gently smile covering his lips. Caressing your cheek, gently brushing your tears away with his thumb. Looking into his eyes you could tell that he felt the same. Was that what soulmates were? Feeling the same way, thinking quiet a like, sharing many things with each other? If that was the case you would be happy to have venti as your soulmate. But now he would be even more than that.. your husband. Your future husband. That sounded very lovely to say.

"Venven, can I try calling you something else? I'm curious how it will sound?", you ask without a second though, a soft blush forming on your cheeks. Venti's eyes widened a bit at the request but brushes with his hand through your hair, "Everything you call me, will just make me fall for you even more my lovely windblume. So go ahead, try it~", he said with a smile on his face. Now a bit curious himself venti bit his lip. Hopefully it wasn't his real name. Not that he didn't like it but.. it always was so hard to hold himself back when you did. And right now the place you were in wasn't very good to lose control. The bard's self control was usually pretty strong but since days, no weeks, no actually since a month or was it even before?? Well it doesn't matter since when but his selfcontrol was on edge since the thought of making you completly his, for all of time crossed his mind. So now that you were finally his there was only one thing to do.. But not now! Now isn't the time! That was what venti tried to tell himself.

"Are you listening my husband??", you asked confused, waving your hand infront of the bard's face. Was it to forward? Maybe it was to soon to call him that. Oh boy.. Now venti didn't respond for minutes.

"Y-Yes!! Wait.. What did you just call me??", venti asked with a stutter in his voice. "Husband?", you said, looking away, now embarrassed by yourself. Was that to childish??

But before you could give it anymore thought you felt two arms hugging you, cuddling you close to his chest. Slowly realising what just happened you placed both your hands on his back, gently caressing over it. "Ven-", but before you could say anything the god started talking, "I'm sorry windblume.. My heart was just about to burst. I feel so full. Full of your love. So don't say it again. Please? It's to dangerous.. I might lose control~", venti whispered the end next to your ear. A quiet gasp left your lips at his words. Curious what his expression was you wanted to lean back to look at him but his arms held you close to his chest, not leting you move.

"Dont!.. Don't look at me right now.. You might not realise it, but you're in a dangerous situation right now! I don't want to rush things between us. So please..", the god said with a serious voice. What a rare sight..

But what the god didn't know was that his beloved soon-to-be-wife wanted exactly that! You wanted to see all of him. You were long time curious about his sides he had yet to show. Always warning you about it made it only the more tempting for you. Soo maybe you should just not listen to him? Just this once? But first you would try talking to him about it~

"Venti.. you said earlier that we would be forever together right? So I want to see all of you. I want to know everything about you! I'm ready! I'll love you no matter what you will show me! As I accepted your proprosal I was clear in mind and I fully thought this situation through. So please will you trust me?", you asked him while your hands caressed over his back gently. Of course if he said no you would still accept his opinion and quietly wait for him until he was ready. After all you loved him with all your heart, soul and body.

Uff, you should have seen his expression. Mouth agape, a blush covering his whole face, eyes widened. This was such an adorable sight for the usual so cheerfull, teasing bard. After a while venti calmed himself down and softly leaned away, his hands caressing down to your hands, just to hold them in his. Intertwining your fingers with his. Looking at you, with a rater serious but flushed face, "I understand your desire windblume. And I'm very happy you feel that way. But.. I don't want to push you away.. What if it's to much for you?", a sigh left venti's lips.

Without thinking you leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Holding his hands to your chest. Kissing him deeply, with so much love you could put into it. After a while you leaned back, panting slightly, "Nothing you say or you do could be 'to much' for me. With each passing day, passing moment I want more of you. I love every part of you. No matter what it is I will accept it and love you with everything I can offer. There is nothing you can do to push me away because I love you way to much to ever back out. I can't live without you by my side venven! Please.. trust me? Please believe in me? I can handle whatever you will show me, my husband!", you responded with a gently whisper against his lips. Hoping he would get the message.

As you looked into venti's eyes you could see a sudden change in them. Did they get darker? No.. now they were glowing?? The same happened to the tips of his hair. A chuckle left the bard, a type of chuckle you didn't know could come from him.

"Oh windblume~ You don't know what you do to me... I hope you know what you just requested from me. Don't complain later okay? I tried to warn you~ But of course my dearest warrior wouldn't be afraid of such a minor thing. If you just knew love...", venti smirked at you, another deeper chuckle leaving his throat.

"But let's not forget where we are. This is a public location. Anyone could just walk by. Not that I would mind~ With you I would do it everywhere~", he looked away, smirking, "since it's your first time seeing me like this I rather would prefer it to be in private. So let's go to your teapot okay?", with that the god looked at you. You on the other hand were still trying to puzzle together what just happened. Where did this person come from and what happened to the sweet bard you knew?? Not that you were complaining, to be completly honest you might were enjoying this a bit to much. Gosh, venti was so hot like this!

"Y-Yes! We should go then!", you said, voice probably giving you away. Pulling out your teapot, just wanting to enter it you felt one arm under your knees. Turning around to ask what's going on but you were cut off. Venti picked you up in his arms, carring you bride-style. A smile appearing on his face, "I told you I'll be good to you. So let me make this day unforgattble for you okay? Let me spoil my soon-to-be-wife today?", he said while entering the teapot.

"Lucky we finally have a room together. Remember when we used to sleep in different rooms? Back then our realtionship was still so innocenct~", the god laughed at the idea while carring you inside the house. "And now it's not?? Besides this is 'our' teapot now, did you forget venven?", you giggled while holding on to him. Having to agree on the 'innocent' part tho. "Of course not?! Do I have to remind you how often we couldn't let our hands from each other mhh?", a sly smirk overcome venti's face as he let you down on the bed. Another giggle escaped you, "But all couples do that? So who is to say we aren't innocent anymore?", you looked up at him, raising one eyebrow. A laugh escaped venti's s body, sometimes you were just to adorable. Maybe the innocent part was you, just you. That he couldn't deny.

"Oh so let's say our realtionship is still "innocent"~ What about the time I fingered you in the library, the other time you seduced me as a maid, the second day in the hot spring as we were in inazuma and of course my favorite hehe.. the one time you were drunk and you told me aaaall about your naughty desires for me windblume~", he ended with a teasing smirk, starting to slowly undo his hat and cape.

A huge red blush covered your entire face, you bit your lips. Fuck! He was right.. this was cleary nowhere near innocent. But you couldn't say that out loud! The brat in you was acting up and you couldn't let him win! "That.. That was all just for starters! No one knows about this! So everyone still thinks we are innocent right??", you smiled with a concerned look in your eyes.

"Come one now! Stop lying to yourself windblume~ Even dvalien complained about how I always smell like you, kaeya knew what he was doing giving me that maid-dress, babara commented on the huge amount of hickeys you left on me on that one day and I'm pretty sure lisa knows about me fingering and making out with you in the libary...but ehh yeah maybe that is still to innocent love~", a chuckle left the bard. Droping down his cape, taking of his shoes before sitting down on the bed next to you.

You also started to take off your shows, slowly taking of your clothes. Just staying in top and your shorts. "LISA WHAT NOW?? How did she find out?? Oh god..", you gasped, hitting your hand against your forhead. This couldn't be.. well.. guess you really had to say goodbye to your last piece of innocence. "Oh and I forgot.. dilluc knows about that one time I fucked you in the tavern on your birthday hehe..", venti looked away, closing his eyes as he was waiting for something.

"WHAT??", you yelled, almost jumping up from the bed, "How?? We were so quiet right?? ", you asked shocked. "Yes, right??!! Ugh.. xiao told him! Remember he walked in on us in the tavern?? Soo dilluc scolded me for dragging you into my 'crimanal-record', he likes to call it that", a growl left venti as he pouted. You just nodded and left your head hanging, "ohh.. soo xiao knows about us too.."

"Yes.. But didn't that heizou-guy ask you for a threesome?? So he knows too hehe~", venti laughed, shaking his head. You looked at venven and nodded, "You're right.. oh god how embarrassing...", you sighed and hit your hand against your forhead again.

All of sudden the god grabbed both of your hands and pinned you to the bed, leaning over you. Whispering between you, as it was a secret no one should know, "See windblume~ We aren't innocenct.. and our realtionship isn't either~ We did so much together. So are you ready to take it one step further? Earlier you begged me to show you a new side of me. So I hope you'll like what you'll see~". There it was again, the glowing in his eyes, the glowing of the tips of his hair. Now even his archon-tattoo on his chest glowed through his shirt. You shallowed and nodded, "Yes I'm ready! I want this! I want all of you~", you whispered back, smiling softly at him.

"Open my braids for me windblume? Will you?", it didn't sound like a question, more so like an order. The bard let your hands free, looking into your eyes. Quickly following his command your helped him undo his braids. Brushing your hands through his now open hair. Not shortly after venti pinned your hands back to the bed. "Now get ready. I wasn't planing on using this card tonight but you begged for it~", he said as he closed his eyes. A huge glow formed over you and all of sudden venti's hair got longer, his form got taller, his chest formed some muscles, he just seemed older? More mature? Of course venti was both of them already. But his form wasn't. And he looked stunning. Like a fairy! A beautiful fairy! Did he just shape-shift for you?? Uff.. lord have mercy.. how were you to survive he could pull such tricks??

After a few minutes venti opened his eyes again, looking down at you with a lustful stare, yet he put on the sweetest smile, "Do you like what you see my wife?~, he asked. You couldn't even bring yourself to answer, to stunned to speak by his new appearance. Even his voice sounded more mature, it did all kind of things to you. Slowly but surley you felt the wetness between your thighs.

"You look so beautiful venven! I just love you more! But how?", you smiled up at him, blush forming on your cheeks. A laugh left the bard, "God's have many abilities, this is just one of the trivial ones. Usually I prefer not to change my appearance! But for you, to suprise you and please you I did it~", venti said while leaning closer, next to your ear, "This is an older form of my appearance, I usually have. Many things have changed. And I don't mean JUST the visible things~ ehe~", another chuckle left the god over you. Chills were running all over your body by the way he whispered these words. Now curious you looked down to his boxers. And a gasp left you. He was right, the bugle looked way bigger than it had ever before.

"See windblume? That's what I meant~ You're so smart. It will fill you up so good~", venti licked over your ear, kissing down to your neck. Leaving some hickeys while gently fondling your breats through your shirt. One finger caressing around your nipples. You couldn't help but moan, pressing your legs together. Nipples hard through your shirt, rubbing against it made you squirm around a lot. But how could you help it? It felt so good!

After a while the bard pulled away from your neck, proud of his masterwork. Whole neck covered by his marks. After all you were his wife now, he was allowed to do that!

"Can I?~", venti asked while softly pulling on your shirt. Waiting for your consent first. You nodded and giggled, "Of course! You don't have to ask venven, I already asked you for it, didn't I?~", a look full of love shined in your eyes, reflecting back in his, to yours again. Venti leaned down to kiss you gently, "I know.. it's just I need to you to confirm it one more time!~".

Taking your shirt of, bra following, throwing it somewhere in the room. Shortly after venti's mouth was already around your nipple, kneading and massaging your breasts with his hands. You threw your head back in the pillow, letting out a moan. Your nipples were always to sensetive. "Archons, I love sucking on them! This is truly my favorite past-time! I could do this forever!", the god sighed in between your tits, looking up at you. His now long hair falling over his broad, strong looking shoulders. With time your panties started to feel uncomfortable, it felt so stick, you swore your juices would start running down your thighs soon...

Luckily your husband knows you well enough. Starting to take off your shorts and panties. Letting up from your nipple, switching to the other and continueing to suck. His other hand gently caressed over your thighs, then in between, up and down.

A whine left your lips, slowly becoming inpatiened, wanting to feel it where you needed it the most. Spreading your legs wide, you felt venti's hand sliding over the slit of your cunt. A moan left him as he felt how ready you were for him. Leaning away once again from your already red nipples, he smirked at you, "You're dripping for me windblume! Do you want my fingers or my tongue first? Tell me~", the god spoke while slowly kissing down, over your stomatch. Geting shy you looked away, pouting,

"Your tongue please? Eat me out venti!", you stated. Looking back at him you got confused. Why was he licking his fingers? The view tho.. It just turned you on more. "To bad that you only get my fingers for now~", the bard smirked, pushing one finger in. Just about to answer you opened your mouth, chocking and closing it again at the sudden feeling of him inside you. This brat...

"Woah.. you're so wet that I just slipped in and i'm really deep already!~ You surely can handle another of my fingers right?~", venti said, still smirking at you. Right after he pushed in another finger. A loud moan left your lips, your legs shaking. Fuck! How is he this deep inside you already? Usually it takes a while- His finger are longer!! Right! You just realised how his form-changing affected his whole body. Oh boy... his cock is about to destroy you.. not that it already did but now?!

All of sudden venti's fingers started moving, in and out. Going faster. "Do you fell this windblume? I'm right at your g-spot! I wonder how fast I can make you cum in this form~", venti whispered licking over your clit, once, twice and another time. Your head was spinning. Damn! This felt soo good you might become dumb just from this. Moaning, squiriming under him while panting his name you came quickly. That was a new record for sure. Leaning back against the pillow you tried to calm down. Yet the god had another idea, sucking on your clit while pulling on your nipples with both of his hands you arched your back from the bed and came again with a scream from your lips.

"Oh windblume~ You really seemed to like this~", venti said with a softer voice, leaning down to kiss you deeply. Not knowing what just happened you kissed back, panting in the kiss. "I didn't believe I ever could make you squirt for me! You always suprise me windblume, ehe~", the god chuckled, kissing you again, "My whole face got wet~", he still chuckled.

Embarrassed you hid your face in your hands. Oh god.. what a mess you must have made! But before you could say anything you felt how venti turned you around, on your stomatch. Gently kneading your ass between his hands, spreading your legs a bit.

"Now I will do what my wife asked from me earlier~", the bard said before leaning in, taking a lick through your still sensetive pussy. Starting to eat you out like you wished before. His tongue felt longer too. Just having it play with your clit made you want to cum. With one thrust venti pushed his tongue into your hole. You moaned, bit your lip. Once again venti moved,

OUT

FASTER

DEEPER

Tongue flicking against that one spot. Not even seconds later you came again. Moaning his name loudly. Falling back into the pillow, head resting on top of your arms. Venti pulled his tongue out, layed next to you, letting you rest a bit. "You taste amazing as always~ Tell me once you're ready for the next stage! But I warn you.. once we start I might lose control! I won't be gentle anymore! So if you want to back out.. please tell me now!", your husband said with a rather serious face, looking at you, licking his lips clean.

Shaking your head you turned around, sitting up on your knees. Softly kissing him while whispering, "I want this venti! I love you! You don't have to be always gentle with me. I'm not out of glass, I won't break that easy! So don't worry okay? Don't hold back!", you smiled, kissing him deeply again. The god kissed back. Taking off his boxers, making his dick slap up against his stomatch. As you leaned away you looked down and your mouth widened, so did your eyes. How is he THAT huge?? Like.. that was the double size off his normal length! Fuck! How will this fit??

One hand grabbed your wrists, the other turned you around, pushed you down into the matress on all fours. Giving your ass a good spank, "Now it's to late to back out windblume! So take it! Take all of me!", venti growled into your ear. No this wasn't venti! This was barbatos! His cock slowly pressing against your pussy. Grinding it against your clit, up and down. Enjoying how wet and sensetive he got you. His hands both on your ass while pushing the tip of his long cock inside you. A suprised gasp left you, spreading your legs wider. You felt to full, the stretch burnt a bit. Yet you only could think on how amazing it must feel to have him all inside. Venti inched himself slowly into you. Your legs were shaking, you believed you would collapse every second. It felt just so good!

"Halfway in already love~ Just a bit more! You're doing so great windblume~", venti praised you while kissing your back. Leaving another wave of hickeys. A few inches were still standing out and yet your head was spinning, "s-so full venti..", you moaned. The slightest move of any of you and you could cum again. "I- I know... j-just a few inches more o-okay?", venti whispered in your ear, trying to be patiened, to keep his selfcontrol. But with your whining and your tight hole squishing him this wasn't easy at all. Turning your head around to look at him your breats bounced and that made him snap. Fuck it! He thought.

With one hard thrust he was completly inside you. Your ass hitting the skin of his stomatch. "Ohhh~ Fuck!", the god cursed, slowly grinding into you. Just enjoying the feeling of your tightness. Another scream escaped you, feeling like you could break in half any moment. He was so deep. His cock was making you so full. You felt him in your stomatch. And it felt amazing! The grinding was to much, your mouth hanging open, silent moans escaping you. Your sweetspot was right there. Right where his cock was grinding into.

"Y-You feel so good windblume! I never was this deep inside you before. Now I can make all of you mine! Every part of you! I will fuck you now okay? I-I can't hold back-", venti growled, trying to think of the words he wanted to say. A nod from you, a moan and the god was gone. Holding on to your ass he started to thrust inside you, pace fast and hard from the beginning. Staying true to his word. It was rough and hard. Moaning, screaming, clinging onto the sheets, you couldn't do anything else. The only thing that came to your mind was, venti and his cock. All you could feel was pleasure. Balls hitting your still sensetive clit, hands grabing your ass, hard thrusts against your g-spot.

The feeling of barbatos thumb pressing against your other hole made you come back from your thoughts. What was he doing now? Before you could ask his thumb slipped gently inside your ass. Pushing it in and out, circeling his thumb around. At the beginning it felt weird, but instead of complains, moans left your lips. It was to much,"I-I'm going to cuuum v-venven", you moaned in between the loud slaps of his hips hitting your ass. Removing his thumb from your ass while leaning back a bit.

With one swift move barbatos had his hand under your stomatch, pulling you up against him. Your back meeting his chest. Slowing down his pace a bit he answered in a deep, comanding voice, "Then cum for me windblume! Cum all over my cock!". A hand moved down to your clit. Rubbing it, "Think you can squirt again for me?~", a chuckle left the god. Picking up his pace again. Hammering into you. The other hand pressed against your stomatch. Venti bit his lip as he felt himself moving inside you. That was hot. Yet he still desired for more.

"Hold on windblume, I want to test something!", venti said. Stopping his movements completly. Making you whine loudly. A glow appeared. You felt venti's cock geting smaller, his chest becoming softer. Did he return to normal? Why now? You pouted since you were about to cum. This changed as venti started to thrust into you again. Closing your eyes trying once again to focus on your orgasm. Geting close. So close. Until the god stopped again. Another glow appeared behind you.

"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO D-", you turned around, snapping at him before geting cut of by your own scream. His huge length was back. You came so hard that you collapsed forward into venti's arms. Legs shaking, hole clenching. "I knew it, my size difference turns you on doesn't it? Maybe I should use all my sizes next time mhh?~", venti teased, gently laying you back down onto the bed. Resting on your stomatch. While gently thrusting into you, beeing almost there himself. "Are you okay? You came pretty hard? I'm cumming too~", a moan escaped venti. Grabbing your shoulders while pounding into you. Throwing his head back, moaning your name. His cheeks red. A second later you felt his white cum pumping into you. It was a lot. The bard collapsed onto you and kissed your back.

"Soo? How was it? You clearly enjoyed yourself haven't you?~" back was the teasing, usually silly bard. You tried to catch your breath, feeling even more full than before, "I-I loved it venven! We should d-do it again.. soon~", you giggeled with your voice sounding weak.

"Everything for my wife~", venti answered, pulling out of you. His seed sickering out of your hole, over your thighs onto the sheets. Without realsing it venti got this feeling. A feeling to stuff you up again. Not wanting to let his seed leave you. A growl left him before thrusting into you again. Pushing himself all the way back into you. Moaning loudly while pushing you down into the matress. "Aww thank y- AHHH!", you smiled but that was quickly replaced with a choke, shocked face. "V-Venti?", you asked, voice muffled during his push of your head into the matress.

"I-I'm s-sorry.. it's just.. I-I can't control myself anymore! Please let me use you windblume?", he tried to be gently but his voices sounded deep. His eyes, his hair, his tattoos glowed. You nodded, pussy clenching at his words.

A swosh was heard as venti pulled you up onto all fours. From the shadow on your bed you saw wings. Fuck that looked hot! Him fucking you from behind with his wings out. A hard, deep thrust inside of you made you throw your head back. "Tell me!.. Say which cock size of mine you like more?!", a question from your husband. No an order. This sounded like an order. Regardless you were to busy moaning, and trying to think of the right words to say. Forming word, yet alone trying to think of the letters wasn't easy.

Another hard, deep thrust. "Mhh? Won't you answer? Do I have to do everything myself?!", venti sighed with a annoyed voice.

All of sudden you felt a lot less full. Did he change form again? A slap to your ass as the thrust became faster. Another slap as venti pushed your head into matress, pillow to far away from all the movements. "Do you like this size more??", venti asked between hammering into you. Enjoying to hear you short breath, your loud high voice, the wet sounds of your pussy. Your brain wasn't working anymore, "I-I", you tried but ended up whining.

Barbatos pulled you up against his chest once again, kneading your breats. You almost bit your tongue as the cock inside you got bigger again. Walls clenching, making it so tight for him. "Or.. do you like this size more?!", barbatos asked, not changing his pace at all. Waiting for your answer. An answer he wouldn't get because you were to far gone already. Mind in the clouds. Brain fucked out. No one home anymore.

"I asked, DO YOU LIKE IT??", the god asked once again, thrusting with force further into you, staying still, just pulling your nipples. Twisting them softly. "YEEES!!! Y-Y- AHH I-", you screamed, tears forming in your eyes. Running down your cheeks, "love it!! Love you!!", you whined, bursting out more tears. Barbatos let out a chuckle and let go of your red nipples, continueing to thrust into you in a fast pace. Hugging you from behind, holding you close, "I love when you scream for me! Your screams make me so hard! My cock is throbbing so much love~", he whispered in your ear. If you could still think straight, you would probably blush so much.

You closed your eyes, just enjoyed the moment. Not expecting it, venti pulled your legs up, holding you in his arms, in a full-nelson position while continueing his fast pace. Hugging his wings around you both. "I'm gonna fill you up! I will pump my cum into you again!", the god groaned against your neck, while leaving kisses here and there. Your eyes rolled in the back of you head, as you came once again. Shaking, squirting all over his cock and the sheeds.

"Wow~ Do I really make you feel this good huh? How cute~", barbatos chuckled. Shortly after he thrustes a few more times and the last one was very deep. Letting out a groan, his seed filling you up once again.

Gently placing you back down on the bed venti kissed you, caressing through your hair. Weakly you kissed back, leaning against his chest. "Are you okay windblume? Let's rest okay?", venti asked, gently laying down with you on the bed. Caressing over your cheek. You smiled and kissed his chest softly, "I'm fine! Just need to catch my breath a bit venven~", you giggeled at his worried face. Lucky your stamina was quiet special. A normal human would probably struggle a lot here.

"Are you sure? We can stop if would like?", your husband asked, looking at you. "Stop? Now? When you still hard?", you giggled, grabbing his cock into your hand and jerking him a bit. A cute whine left venti's lips, "D-Don't worry about that windblume. Let us clean you up first okay?", he said, yet not pushing your hand away.

Your hand felt so good. Venti couldn't get enough of it. Your mouth would feel even better. There were so many things he still wanted to do to you, things he wanted to ask you, things he wanted to try with you. Sometimes he got embarrassed, thinking what a pervert he must be. But it was you.. venti couldn't help himself.

Still moving your hand, geting a bit faster with it you smirked at him. Starting to play with just the tip you giggeld as he thrusted his hips upwards, in your hand. "S-stop laughing it's not funny!", the bard pouted. Clearly enjoying this. "You're soo adorable venven~", you giggled, kissing his neck while moving your hand faster over the tip. Leaving hickeys like he did to you earlier.

"I want too take you again..", venti whispered, looking away, blush forming on his cheeks.

"Yeah? How do you want me barbatos?", you smirked. Venti snapped his head to you. You did not just! How dare you? You brat! Venti's eyes changed. His whole aura switched. There it is.. What you wanted to see. The side to barbatos that you hadn't met yet. This intimidating side. A dangerous side for sure. "Would you repeat that for me my favorite mortal?", barbatos asked, taking your hand off his cock. You gulped, that really was a intimidating side. The words he spoke alone had so much power to it. The pressure of his eyes on you was almost scary. Yet you leaned forward gently kiss him, "I asked, how do you want to take me lord barbatos?~", you looked him into his eyes, glowing with devinity.

A groan was the only thing heard. "Sit on my lap with your back towards me!", he ordered, pulling you on his lap. Sitting against the headboard of the bed, he let you get into position. "Go ahead! Sit down for your lord!", barbatos said, pointing towards his lap. A blush covered your face as you realised what he meant. Still you carefully sat down, pushing his cock back into your cunt. This angle was almost worse than the nelson one. It all felt tingly and sensetive inside. "Good job! You're taking your lord so well! Now I'll start moving, try not to lose balance or I've to punish you mortal!", the god groaned why already grinding upwards.

It went really well. Keeping your balance wasn't very hard. And now you once again, not knowing for how many times, you were about to come again. That was until barbatos decided to use a little trick of his. Caressing with his hand over your lower stomatch, right where the tip of his cock met your cervix. The anemo symbol appeared on your skin and suddenly you let out a scream, pressing your thighs together, holding on to venti's knees. "W-What is-", you wanted to ask but got cut off during his hand sliding across your nipples. Feeling the same thing you almost collapsed on the matress. Almost losing your balance. It was weird. It felt ticklish, yet like air hitting your sensetive parts over and over again. The pressure was to much! Did he use his powers?

"I gave you a little gift! My favorite mortal deserves just the best after all. My anemo energy is flowing through your body now! It's also another way of marking you as mine~", barbatos smirked, thrusting fast in you. One thrust was so hard that you fell forward, lucky venti's arms catched you. "Ahh... and I was just praising you! Well, that calls for a punishment right?~", this teasing tone of his. You didn't like it. "What are you up to?", you asked, wanting to look at him. Yet his hand grabbed your chin to hold you still, "Look forward!". And so you did like barbatos told you.

A swosh was heard and all off sudden you felt cold, air was hitting your nipples. Infront of you, you saw entire mondstadt at night. Under you, the ground which lead to kathedral of mondstadt.

"How?? Why??", you paniced, face red as it could be. Venti didn't stop at all, kneeling behind you, thrusting his huge cock into you. Amemo energy still flowing in you. "Why? As a punishment of course. Show how sorry you are to the entire mondstadt for disobeying their archon! Go on, moan my name!", barbatos grinned, holding you close while grinding deeply into your walls. About to cum you just looked down at the city and moaned loud, "b-barbatos i'm sorry!!!", with that you came again. Closing your eyes, enjoying the moment you didn't realised venti turning back to his normal form, cumming too. Hugging you close, pressing your breasts together while pushing everything inside your cunt till the last drop.

Opening your eyes again, panting, you saw venti laying close to you, laying in bed, blanket placed over you. "I love you so much windblume! You're truly amazing. Thank you for accepting this side of me!", venti said with a smile on his face, leaning in to kiss you. You smiled, kissed back and whispered, "I love you to venven! All of you! Let's do this again sometime okay?~", you cuddled close to venti. With that you fell asleep. Soon after venti followed you to the land of dreams.

~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~💜~

Bonus:

As venti woke up you were no where to be seen. A yawn left the bard, looking towards the clock. It's still early in the morning, where did you go? Geting out of bed to search for you, just to drag you back to bed to cuddle. It was way to early for him to be up. Seeing light in the bathroom, he walked in, eyes slowly widened as he heard the shower.

Seeing you humming under the shower. Lost in melody. Wasn't that a melody he recently played? Well but that wasn't the most important thing right now.He could fell his cock geting hard once again. Oh archons, couldn't you just lock the bathroom probably? You didn't even know what you did to him. The way your ass looked so fuckable under the water. He couldn't resist. His tattoos started to glow. With a small smirk he switched his form again, knowing you liked it very much last night. Quietly walking up to you from behind.

Weird. You were cleaning yourself, feeling quiet dirty from all the sweat. Humming a melody of a song that venti had played lately. And suddenly the anemo-mark on your lower stomatch, right above your cunt started to glow. What was that? Did venti gave it to you last night? To be honest, you were so fucked out, that you barely remember anything! You did remember that he switched his form for you, that he showed you a side from him no one ever saw! Which made you so happy. And that it all felt fucking amazing!

A scream left your body and you dropped the showerhead as you felt something tickling inside your body. In your cunt and on your breats. What?? It feels so good.. Next thing you felt was a chest pressing into yours, "Already screaming for me? I'm not even inside you yet~", venti chuckled caressing over your back, hugging you from behind. Another moan left you, legs shaking, leaning against the wall infront of you.

"V-venti.. i-it ahh- what are y-you doi- ahh!!", trying to speak while clinging towards the wall from pleasure didn't work so well.

"Mhh? Me? Weren't you the one seducing me? Leaving the door unlocked, even open, pressing your ass towards me as soon as your felt my presence?~", venti said, giving a spank to your ass while softly kneading it. You yelped, while another moan left you. True! Actually you were hoping for him to come in. But you never expected it to actually happen.

"So you will deal with the consequences! Bend over!", the god ordered while helping to get in position.

ONE FINGER IN

OUT

AND OUT

ANOTHER FINGER IN

OUT

FASTER

He pushed them into your ass. Stretching you open. Speading up the pace after a while. Enjoying the moans and whines you let out. They even echoed here in the bathroom. How hot you sounded.

At the beginning in felt weird but after seconds it felt soo good. You couldn't help but to push your hips back against his fingers. You wanted more, "v-venti please.. I want you..", you moaned looking back him. His eyes looked at you, and smirked, "You already have me! Say it! Tell me what you want from me?~", the god said. Such a tease! You pouted but gave in, "I want your cock in my ass! P-Please fill my ass up!!", you moaned and hid your face in your hands, leaning against the wall.

Venti removed his fingers and with one thrust he pushed his whole length into your ass. Moaning and pressing you further against the wall. Breats pressing on the cold wall. You almost slipped at the feeling. Yet it didn't hurt at all. The pleasure made your head spin. If venti hadn't such a strong grip on your legs you surely would've fallen over.

"Windblume... now you're completly mine! Everything, every part of you belongs to me~", venti whispered as he started to move inside you. Spreading your ass checks apart, enjoying the view. After a while his pace increased and the thrusts got harder. As your hard nippels moved against up and down with the thrusts against the cold wall you were gone. Drooling out of your mouth.

"You're so tight! I'm about to cum! Cum with me!!!", he groaned. Having an idea. This would make you cum on the spot! Ehe~ Venti grabbed the showerhead and placed in betweenn your thighs, right on your clit. A yelp came from you, pressing your thighs together. A chuckle escaped the bard as he pressed his two fingers into your cunt. Moving his fingers at the same time as his cock. "Look at you! And you still wanted to be innocent yesterday? My lovely windblume, you're such a naughty beeing! You gave all your innocence to me! Now cum!!", barbatos smirked, thrusting hard into you. Letting out a loud groan, cumming himself. Shooting his sees deep inside your ass.

Tears rolling down your face, eyes in the back of your head, babling some non understandble mess while your legs were shaking. You came. Squirted once again. Collapsing into the wall. Starting to whine because of the showerhead hitting your clit. Driving you into overstimulation. Venti removed his fingers just to look at your fucked out, broken face. A devilish smirk appeared on his lips. He didn't know what came over him but he pushed his finger back into your abused cunt. Moving at a quick pace, leting the shower head do it's work.

You shoke your head, trying to show venti you coudln't handle anymore but the only thing that came out were moans, whines, yelps. Nothing helpfull.

"My starlight.. you make me all hard again..", venti whispered while biting your ear gently. With that you came again. Shaking, screaming. But lord barbatos didn't seem to stop! Instead he started to move his cock again. Gently thrusting into your ass.

His eyes glowing,

"After all, you asked for this right? So now you gonna deal with it! You asked for lord barbatos to show you all of him! Now you gonna take all of me?~".

The sun was up, it was lively outside, yet the whole teapot just heard your screams and sinfull actions until the next moon shined.

~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~💙~

(Thank you for reading this!! Hope you enjoyed!~ 💜 )

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sweet-almonds · 1 year

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O M G BEStIE CAN YOU DO A SCARAMOUCHE, ALBEDO, AND VENTI WHERE WE ASK THEM ''Would you still love me if I was a fish''? PLEAS AND THNAK YOU<<<<<<<<333333333333

"Would you still love me if i was a fish"

feat: albedo, scaramouche and venti

genre: fluff and crack

note: i will gladly do that because im in a mood of a crack fic💗

✽ Albedo

as soon as the words come out of your mouth, he would give you a confused look, brows furrowed and a frown on his face. he was working at the time, trying to find out what sucrose did wrong on the latest experiment, when you came hopping onto the little shelter he names as a lab. he had his back turned to you when you suddently asked this question, he carefully turned his back to you.

---

"albedo!"

albedo was working on his project with his back turned to you, when he heard your voice, he replied.

"oh love, it's you. do you need anything?"

"i have a question for you!"

curious, albedo asked.

"oh? please do tell me."

"would you still love me if i was a fish?"

albedo froze at your question, but a few seconds later, he slowly, but carefully, turned to you.

"why are you suddenly asking this love? though it isn't unlike you, i find this question quite interesting."

"just answer the question 'bedo."

he suddenly stood up and went to reach for your hands to hold them in his hands, his gloves warming yours from the sheer cold.

"no matter what type of animal, object, or whatever you are, i will never stop loving you, please do know that." though, if you become a spider, i might eat you.

after that, you will always remember who your number one fan is.

✽ Scaramouche

he gives you a 'what the hell did you just say' look and stays quiet, and after that, he just continues what he was doing, which was reviewing papers. after you realized you weren't going to get a response, you banged your hand to his table, startling him, and ordering him to reply to your question, even though you know that he can snap your twig bones in less then five seconds. you were shaking but you didn't mention that

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scaramouche was reviewing papers in his office when he heard the door knocking a specific order, an order that you and him made up to know who is at the door, just in case he doesn't burst in front of you.

you open the door to see scaramouche, your eyes sparkling once you see him in your vision, walking happily towards him. he noticed the change of your mood but he decided not to say anything about it.

"scara!! i'm so glad you're here!!"

"you want something, don't you?"

he immediately assumes, looking at you suspiciously.

"well...i want you to answer my question, and it's very important, so answer honestly!"

"alright...ask away, i guess."

"would you still love me if i was a fish?"

"..."

scaramouche was going to open his mouth, but when he processed your question, he closes it, and just stares at you, like you're an idiot.

after a few seconds, he continues to look at his papers, ignoring you, while you just look at him, dumbfounded.

offended by his silent answer, you march up to his desk, you banged your hand on his desk, making his handwriting on his document messy.

"damn, if you don't like me that much, just say it, it's better then the silent treatment!"

he sighs, and looks at you, with a 'i'm trying to keep calm, but you are making it hard to' kind of look.

"well if you really want to know, yes, i would still love you if you were a fish, there, happy?"

you give him a smile and tumble on top of him.

"awww, you're so cute!! i love you so much!!" you tell him, peppering his whole face with kisses.

"yeah, yeah, whatever..." he says with an annoying tone in his voice.

you know that deep down, inside his hollow body, his heart gave his first beat.

✽ Venti

"hummm depends, if you were a clownfish, then perhaps i would avoid-"

"VENTI!"

the moment that question flew out of your mouth, he gave you a toothy grin, and started to laugh out loud, like you told him the funniest joke he has ever heard. he was playing his lyre, when you came in his "office", which is just a desk with a pen and a piece of paper with a question you wanted to ask him.

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"venti!"

you came into his office while he was playing his lyre, slacking off, an old tune being played, from his first hundred years as an archon began.

"oh, windblume!! i missed you so much!! you have been gone for so long because of your annoying commissions...but now you're back!! so it's fine now!!"

he gave you a big smile, letting his lyre down, heading to your direction to give you a big hug, hugging you tight.

"um...venti? i have a question for you, and it's very important!! so answer seriously!!"

venti lets go of you, looking at you with a curious face.

"ohhhh!! tell me, tell me!!"

"well...would you still love me if i was a fish?"

"...huh? wait, you aren't serious, right?..."

he tells you, almost bursting of laughter.

"what do you mean?! of course i'm serious!"

that was the final straw for him, he bursted of laughter, almost shedding tears.

"i guess you don't love me that much then..."

you say with a disappointing sigh, walking out of the office, with your shoulders down.

"no, no...wait windblume!! i do love you, wait!"

venti tells you, trying to hold his laughter before you get out of the office...again.

"i do love you windblume, you don't need to worry!! even if you became a fish, which i don't how you could even turn into one, i would still love you, no matter what!"

"you promise?"

he grabs your hand and interlaces your pinky with his.

"i pinky promise!"

even with his harmless little jokes, your heart will never feel betrayed around him.

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branches-of-time · 2 years

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I Lost a Friend

“Something’s bothering you, Venti.”

His eyes dart to your reflection in the left corner of the mirror and they stay on you for a long moment. He still doesn’t blink. His lips are pressed together in a stoic, straight line. He parts them, and speaks.

“Barbatos.”

His eyes flick back to their prior position, glaring back into his reflection.

“It’s Barbatos. No one-" he pauses for a moment, seemingly searching his face for something recognizable and failing to find it, “-no one else.”

Pairing: Venti x Reader - Established Relationship

Word Count: 2,120

Synopsis: You come home to a mess and a very upset God crying in your bathroom.

Contains: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Reverse Comfort, Drinking, Identity Issues, Crying, somebody pls give this sad bard a hug

A/N: ehehe here’s a little #ventober drabble that I got slightly (very) carried away with

prompts from @ LunASMR_Voice on Twitter

Days 1 (Wine) & 16 (Friend)

When you first materialized in your serenitea pot, you noticed it immediately. All of the trees were completely bare. Like a tornado had ripped right through and took every single leaf and twig along with it. You knew it couldn’t have been from the natural falling of leaves that happens this time of year, it’s not like trees drop all of their leaves at once, and even so- the leaves aren’t on the ground either. They’re just gone. Not to mention, so is half of the outdoor furniture. Either tipped over, blown across the yard or just plain missing, it really looked like the aftermath of a storm out here.

Now, the only person allowed inside your teapot that would be capable of making a mess such as this would be Venti, however, knowing that still doesn’t settle your nerves all that much. This isn't normal. It’s quite unlike him to behave like this… unless something has really upset him. Regardless, you take a deep breath and make your way in through the doors of your shared home intent on asking him why it looked like a storm rolled through the teapot.

You call out to Venti as you step inside, but instead of a response you’re greeted with dead silence. No music playing, no singing, nothing at all. Save for the panting of one of your several dogs that followed you in through the front door.

Odd. Venti isn’t the type to just sit in complete silence very often. Even when he’s sleeping, he always leaves soft music playing in the background, almost as if he’s trying to avoid the silence.

You make your way into the kitchen, and begin to catch on to what must have happened here while you were out. Six empty bottles of various wines sit scattered around on the counter, and a seventh bottle has obviously been smashed to pieces on the floor. Venti doesn’t really drop things on accident. He’s got reflexes like a cat. Besides, there’s no wine on the floor, just glass.

It doesn’t take long for you to put two and two together and realize that a particular type of storm really must have rolled through.

You find him in the bathroom. There’s no way he didn’t notice you opening the door, but he makes no move to acknowledge your presence either. You take in his appearance. Hair hanging loose and messy where his braids have fallen out. The tips are glowing, just like his eyes and his archon marks are. Well, what you can see of them from between the parted fabric of his unbuttoned shirt, at least. They fade from a bright blue to a soft teal, in and out along with his breathing.

He seems half dressed, his vision, cape, corset, hat and accessories all gone. Standing with his back to you in just his shorts and shirt, you can see his tense expression in the mirror. He’s obviously had a bad day. His thin fingers are gripping the edge of the counter so hard you were surprised that it wasn’t crumbling underneath the force. Though, as usual, even when pushed to his breaking point, he was never one to forget his own strength. Not nowadays, at least.

He didn’t like having to use it, didn’t like it when others would look at him in fear after seeing even a fraction of what he’s truly capable of, so he keeps it reigned in. Tries to make himself look the least imposing he can. He wants to appear approachable. Friendly, warm, and safe. He usually does his best to mirror the way his friend had always carried himself, and tonight he seems to be having trouble doing that. He’s upset about something, that much is obvious… and you know him well enough to know that he’s not letting himself feel it. Not fully.

You attempt to break the staring contest he’s having with himself in the mirror. It’s a little off-putting, honestly, given the fact that he can go a concerning amount of time without blinking. Or moving.. at all. Standing here in the bathroom, as still as any one of the statues carved in his image that decorate the peaks and valleys of the City of Freedom. He’s actually kind of unsettling when he’s angry, and you’re willing to bet that’s exactly what he’s mad about in the first place. He doesn’t like himself like this.

You’re not truly afraid of him, though. Never have been. Venti has never once raised so much as a single hand against you in anger. You can’t even recall the last time he raised his voice around you. He doesn’t want anyone to see him when he’s upset… when he’s angry. Least of all, you. But you’ll be damned if you’re going to just walk away and let him try and deal with these emotions on his own. He’s had to do that for long enough. You’re here now and you’re going to do what you can to help him work through this.

You try to keep your voice as soft and gentle as you can when you break the silence.

“Something’s bothering you, Venti.”

“Barbatos.”

His eyes flick back to their prior position, glaring back into his reflection.

“It’s Barbatos. No one-" he pauses for a moment, seemingly searching his face for something recognizable and failing to find it, “-no one else.”

Just like you suspected, he’s struggling with his identity again tonight. It doesn’t happen often these days but it certainly does still happen. Your heart aches for him every time, watching him look upon his own form with such disdain. You attempt to talk him down.

“Okay… that’s okay.”

You make your way further into the bathroom and lean back against the door frame.

“Then, Barbatos, is there any particular reason you’re not Venti tonight, love?”

He closes his eyes and lets his head quickly drop forward to press his forehead against the mirror. The impact sounds like it hurt but if it does he doesn’t show it.

“I can’t be Venti. Not tonight. Not when I’m like… this.”

He takes a deep breath, and it comes out shaky like he’s trying to steady himself. When he turns around and looks up at you, you notice the pale blue tear tracks running down over the apples of his cheeks, and you feel a pain in your chest. There are few sights more upsetting than looking your very own God dead in the eyes and watching them cry. It’s.. it’s painful. Seeing how much he’s struggling to keep himself together. You want to rush towards him, wrap him up in your embrace and put the pieces of him back together. You also want to give him space if that’s what he needs right now. So you settle for something in between. You cross the floor and hold out a hand, giving him an invitation, a choice- and watch as he takes yours in his and starts tracing the lines across your palm, trying to calm himself enough to speak. His breathing is so unsteady, like he’s holding back tears.

“I can’t disrespect his memory by behaving so recklessly. It’s not becoming of anything that he stood for. He wanted freedom, and I loved him so much that his dreams became my own. He died fighting for it, for this future of free will and peace, and what did I do? I created myself in his very image and kept fighting. I rearranged the very earth with the power that came from my grief. I took life. I… I took many lives. Everything I’ve done since… I did it all in his image.”

Guilt is a hell of an emotion, with its way of eating away at you from the inside.

He’s still tracing the lines across your palm, over and over like he’s trying to memorize them. It’s easier for him to speak this honestly when he has something else to focus on. You slowly bring your other hand up and begin to ghost it along his arm, from shoulder down to wrist and then back up again. His thoughts continue to spill out.

“I have a very bad feeling that he wouldn’t be very proud of the things I’ve done. I mean- it’s been so long, how can I even be sure that he wouldn’t hate the person I’ve become? I was a wisp when he knew me, and now I’m this God that’s done so many things in the name of freedom that I just… I-I don’t know if the ends justified the means.”

He looks up and to the side, still unable to meet your gaze, and you watch fresh turquoise tears pool in his eyes.

“What if I could have done things differently? What if I had thought clearer… and taken more careful, controlled steps on the journey to freedom? How many lives could I have saved from becoming casualties of the storms I created? What if…”

His voice cracks on the last word and you pray that he doesn’t notice the tears threatening to fall from your own eyes. He takes one more shaky breath and looks directly up, speaking his final question to the heavens as much as to you.

“What if all that I am is a storm?”

Feeling something akin to relief from the weight of his long-unspoken worries being lifted now that he’s voiced them, he lets himself fall forward into you and you immediately reach out to catch him. He cries into your shoulder, and you bring one arm down to circle around his waist. Your other hand reaching up to run your fingers through his hair, keeping him as close to you as possible. You don’t even need to think to find your response, the words sitting ready on your tongue, waiting to spill out the moment you part your lips.

“Barbatos, you are the breeze that carries dandelion seeds across Mondstadt, imbued with the hopes and prayers of your children. You were the constant updraft that kept me from falling when we fought Stormterror. You dry the clothes hanging out on the lines. You keep the windmills turning in their perpetual motion. Cecilias can only grow on the cliffs where your energy blows freely, without restraint. You are the oxygen that fuels the life-saving campfires that burn on Dragonspine. You bring love, and the scent of apple blossoms towards the city in the spring. You are the warm gusts of summer air that wrap around every single traveler that steps foot into this land, letting them know that they are welcome here. You are the soft whisper in the fall breeze that tells every single child of yours upon returning to Mondstadt that they are safe, and that they are home now. You carry the passionate voices of the bards performing in the street. You have carried the voices of every single citizen of this nation when they cried out for freedom.”

You have to pause and take a deep breath of your own, running your hand up and down his back, slowly, gently trying to calm both of yourselves down. He holds you tighter. His crying has slowed to a halt, nothing more than a soft and quiet whine of protest emitting from him in response to your honest words.

You aren’t so presumptuous as to think that your words can completely lift the centuries of guilt that he carries, but you’re sure as hell going to try. Over and over, no matter how many times he needs to hear it, you will be there to remind him of all of the good that continues to exist in this world because of him. To remind him that he is so, so much more than the storms he has created.

You break the silence that has fallen over the two of you once again.

“Can you look at me for a moment, love?”

Pulling back just enough to slip your hand under his chin, he doesn't resist when you gently guide him to look at you. You wipe a stray tear from his cheek.

Catching his gaze, you hold it. Neither of you blink as his watery, blue eyes look up and meet yours.

God, you wish he could see himself the way you see him. He's something far beyond holy to you.

“Barbatos, you are not just a storm. My love… you are the wind.”

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sleep-deprivedracoon · 2 years

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When they get a tooth removed – Drugged AF HC’s

Note - Your genshin man just had to get his tooth removed. Drugged and out of his mind, he shows a side of him that you have never seen before.

Characters - Venti, Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli, Albedo, Childe, Xiao, Itto, Thoma, Ayato, Gorou, Kazuha

Warnings- Drugged state, inappropriate language, fluff, slight smut

Part 1: (Venti, Kaeya, Diluc) x f! reader

VENTI

You were used to Venti being drunk. He was annoying and talkative when he drank too much, slurring his songs and talking about the old days.

But his drugged state was a complete 180 of who he was. He was awfully quiet, avoiding making eye contact with you.

"Venti, baby what's wrong?" You caress his face, worried about him.

"I don't deserve your love, (y/n). I am a liar." He pouts like a child. "I have a secret identity. I am the god of Anemo, I am Barbatos."

If it weren't for him being stupid as fuck right now, your heart would have melted at the expression he was making at that moment. He looked like a child caught red-handed.

"You idiot! You already told me that a long time ago!" You facepalmed.

"So, you're not mad?"

"No, I am not mad." You kiss him on his cheek.

"Okay....okay.... (y/n) ... can I get some cake in that case?" He closes his eyes slowly relaxing and leaning against you.

"Of course. What cake do you want? I will go to the city and get some?" You look at him resting on your shoulder. "Venti...? Venti...????"

You hear his soft snores and smile. He had fallen asleep while the two of you sat on the sofa.

KAEYA

"KAEYA! Stop dragging me!! You should be resting, why are we going to Angel Share???" You ask the stumbling man who was pulling you by your hand.

"I want a - I want a drink." His speech slurred.

"You shouldn't be drinking right now." You exclaim as you enter the tavern. Diluc, who was behind the counter raises an eyebrow at the two of you.

"Diiiiiiluccccc, my man!!!" Kaeya rushes towards him.

"Tch. Are you already drunk?" Diluc narrows his eyes at his sworn brother.

"Um. Pardon him. He just had his teeth removed and is under the influence of some numbing medicine that the sisters have given him." You apologize to Diluc.

"Yuh. Heh. Diloooooook I want a tall-stiff- stwooong glass of gwa-gwape juice." Kaeya slams his fist on the table.

"What!?" Diluc and you respond in unison.

"Gwaaape.... juice... you know, your ... your favorite." He grins sheepishly.

"You don't even like grape juice." You shake your head.

"Nu-uh... I like it but I don't like it because he likes it" He points at Diluc. "He likes juice but does not like me." Kaeya frowns.

"Whatever they gave him made him loose the limited braincells that he had." Diluc shakes his head and pours Kaeya a glass of grape juice.

You look at your drugged boyfriend and giggle as he coos words of appreciation to his glass of juice. You were not going to let him forget this.

DILUC

Who knew that the stoic, composed, quiet Master Diluc who never even held your hand in public would turn out to be a PDA machine when he was drugged? You certainly did not. As you support him to walk to the carriage that was supposed to take the two of you to the winery, he plants sloppy kisses on your cheek and neck.

“(Y/n), you’re so beautiful, so enchanting. What did I ever do to get such a breathtaking woman in my life?” He bites into the soft flesh at the nape of your neck.

“Ow – Diluc. What has gotten into you?” You try to pull away from him.

“You’re intoxicating, woman. I cannot get enough of you.” He pulls you closer to him.

“Di-luc!!” You try to get off his grip. “People are watching.”

“Good. Now they’ll back off from wooing you.” He bites your ear.

“Oh my god, you horndog. We need to get into the carriage.” You push him a bit. He wobbles and you grab him by the jacket.

“No! We need to go to the tavern and celebrate your beauty.” He tugs on your top. “We can get some hot chocolate…”

“I’ll make you some hot chocolate at home, let’s go now, Pleaseeee.” You pull him.

“With soft marshmallows?” He grins mischievously.

“Yes. With Marshmallows.” You shake your head, exasperated by this version of him. The two of you climb into the carriage and you close the door.

“Now that we’re alone….” His hands grab your breasts, groping them obscenely. You hold back a moan. “I am going to have these marshmallows before my hot chocolate.” He squeezes them as you smack him on the head.

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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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✿ 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞 ✿

@junerixi asked: This is just angst.. Maybe comfort but you decide.

You know how Venti took the form of his friend? Well what if he thinks the reader likes him just for his looks? I've been thinking about it for quite a while..

My brain stopped there, I can't think of any other words to describe it without me getting second hand embarrassment..

characters: venti x gn!reader

warnings: fluff, reverse comfort, body dysmorphia, existential crisis, venti having doubts😢

notes: sorry i took so long to respond junie😔 but here it is, a venti fic for the number 1 venti simp. also i’m finally clearing my inbox so keep the requests coming y’all😤💪

beautiful melody and soft singing can be heard whenever you enter your home shared with your loving bard of a boyfriend. however today the home you’ve shared together was eerily silent. no humming, no snoring, no stringing of the lyre. just complete hollow silence.

“hummingbird? darling, are you home?” shrugging off your outer layers and walking to your shared bedroom, a faint sniffing can be heard from the cracks of the door. it was so silent and miserable as if the person crying inside was trying to hide away from the whole world.

stepping inside your shared bedroom, you saw a small ball, curled up under the covers, shaking and twitching violently. cooing soft reassurances under your breath, you moved to hug his curled up body, laying behind him and pulling him close.

whispering soft praises, understanding words and humming a song that the bard made only for the two of you, you gently kissed where you think his forehead would be.

after some time of just simple laying there, humming a song, your lovely bard peeked out from under the covers. his puffy red eyes and pouty lips staring up at you.

“d-do you love me sniff as for who i am, [name]?” shattering the poor fragile heart of yours with that question, venti only managed to whisper his doubt out loud.

it was no good. he will always be a thief, a liar, a fake, a disappointment. he will never be venti. he will always be the tiny, helpless elemental being who watched as his only friend got shot through his heart. he will always be the empty husk of a being which never had a body to call his own. he will never be venti. just the simple, pathetic, weak, nameless, hopeless elemental-

as if sensing his swirling mush of dark thoughts, your warm hands wrapped around him tightly. pulling his head to lay over your chest, feeling the warmth of your skin, hearing the heart beat in your chest, feeling the life you breathe.

and the dam that was putting his facade of a happy-go-lucky bard broke when you simply whispered his name with love pouring from your soul. clinging to your clothes tightly, wailing and sobbing out loudly like a child. begging for you to never leave him, never let go of him, never stop calling him by his name. only then did the bard understood. how could he not when the truth was out in the open, bare and naked all along?

yes, he is venti. your venti. and he will always be your beloved bard, venti.

#nobu.writes #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader angst #genshin x reader fluff #genshin x reader angst #genshin impact x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader #venti x you #venti x reader #venti fanfic #venti fluff #venti angst

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haileyywrites · 1 year

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-> One stormy night the God of Anemo witnesses a child being left upon his shrine, with no signs of the parents return he has to find a home for the child...

-> They/them pronouns used for reader - no gender mentioned! Reader is a literal baby! Reader is abandoned by their mother! Mostly fluffy with hints of angst! Diluc makes a brief appearance!

It had been a long time since Venti had witnessed a storm quite like this... The wind was howling like a pack of wolves and harshly shaking even the sturdiest of trees. The rain pouring like bucket was being emptied over Mondstadt. How unlucky he had been at Windrise when it began instead of the Angels Share where he could be cozying up near the fire with a nice cup of alcohol and listening to some soft music being played...

At least he was able to stay mostly dry by hiding in the branches with the thick leaves shielding him, still it was rather cold so he wrapped his cape around himself. He squinted his eyes as he noticed someone approaching from the distance, though it was difficult to see with the heavy rain pour. It appeared to be a woman - quite a young one too, with a bundle in her shaking arms. It appeared to be a child. The woman approached the shrine while cradling the baby's head and looking at down at them. Venti peered down at her curiously, but did not reveal himself.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, but I cannot let you ruin my life." She sobbed.

Venti's eyes widened in shock, as he was quite taken aback by her words. He moved to see her better and continued to listen in.

"May Lord Barbatos have mercy on your soul..." She whispered as she carefully placed down the now crying baby on the foot of the shrine.

She said nothing more as she clutched her hands tightly together in prayer, more tears continued to pour down her face but were masked by the rainfall. She looked more and more distraught by the sound of the baby crying out to her. She looked around helplessly before she began sprinting away seemingly as fast as she could, almost stumbling multiple times on her way - leaving the helpless child behind in the rain and cold.

They were clearly young but leaving a baby out here during the storm and away from civilization was beyond irresponsible - not to mention cruel! Your chances of survival were zero to none! Venti quickly dropped down from the tree to pick you up from the ground. You immediately stopped crying when in his arms, your simply stated at him with big round eyes. In wonder your chubby arms reached out for his face to grab ahold of his nose. He couldn't claim to know or understand your mother's situation, but how could she do this to a child that looked at her the way you looked at him right now. Such a bundle of innocence...

He could feel how cold you were despite the blanket wrapped around you, your fingers felt cold as ice when they explored his features. He used his cape to shield you from the rain and the wind the best he could, but your cold body temperature meant you had been outside for quite some time - meaning your mother was likely not from Mondstadt or any place near it. Surely she would come to her senses and come back for you? No one could truly just leave their child behind like this... Could they?

His answer became quite clear after some hours and still no signs of her return. He could possibly follow your mothers trail with the wind, but she clearly did not want to take care of you. She would likely try to leave you behind again and next time he might not be there. He could not force her to take care of you, so he needed to find someone who would. But most importantly he needed to get you out of this storm before you got hypothermia! His destination was the Angels Share, of course. He needed to get you to shelter - Angel's Share just happened to always open and warm. He could also really use a drink while thinking about what to do with you...

The weather was too dangerous to even attempted gliding, not to mention he had you in his arms and thus his only option was to dash through the rain until he reached the city. The look on Diluc's face as he walked in completely soaked with a baby in his arms was simply priceless - he almost dropped the bottle of liquor he was holding! Venti was almost worried he would get whiplash from how fast he looked to double take that his eyes were not deceiving him. It was truly the penniless drunkard of a bard holding a child inside his tavern. Diluc certainly had questions and worries!

“May I ask whose child you have stolen and why?” It was strange to hear any emotion in Diluc's voice - especially worry!

“Why how lowly do you think of me? I found this poor child at Windrise, left all alone in the storm!” Surprisingly his story didn't appear to be a lie, despite it's ridiculousness.

“And what exactly are you planning on doing with this child?” He gazed down at your smiling face. You appeared calm and content, but seemed to be on the smaller size which was concerning.

“I'm planning to find this child a new home!” Venti smiled brightly at you making you let out a giggle.

“And your first course of action was to look in a tavern filled with drunks and bards that can barely even pay for a single apple?” It was definitely a direct jab at Venti and he could feel it.

“Ehehe... I just needed to get out of the storm first!” Venti's smile faltered as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Fair enough.” Diluc responded as he continued to clean the glasses and occasionally pouring another drink for those asking for it.

Diluc would have given you something to eat or drink, but you were too young for juice and he didn't happen to have baby bottles at his tavern. You appeared to be doing well enough just by being inside the warm tavern as your cheeks returned to normal a colour with the redness fading away. Your body was no longer trembling or cold either, which couldn't have made Venti happier. He was worried about your constant quietness though, you barely made a sound the entire time since he had picked you up... Diluc didn't seem to mind, as crying children were not what he wanted to hear inside his bar.

Despite having no experience with children - especially babies, Venti got along with you quite well. You were so calm and angelic it felt like nothing, you were simply reaching for his accessories like the flowers on his hat. Trying to keep anything and everything out of your mouth was He didn't appreciate you pulling on his braids, though. For an infant you had a surprisingly strong grip! He felt odly warm and content while holding you, you would stare into each other's eyes as if trying to communicate. Still, he knew he of all would not be able to care for you in the long run.

“Say, Master Diluc... You wouldn't happen to know where an orphan child could be placed?” He laughed nervously.

“That depends, are you going to tell me the story if how you got this child in the first place?” He raised a brow at him.

Venti's expression turned surprisingly serious, “I saw them be left behind by whom I assume to be their mother.”

“I see. The best case scenario would be to give them to the church and they find a family to take them in. Otherwise they'll just be raised by the Sisters.” Diluc replied with equal seriousness.

“Hmm, sounds like a plan then.” Venti smiled but it lacked the brightness from before.

Like Diluc suggested he headed to the Church of Favonius with you as soon as the weather cleared up. The towns people looked curiously and whispered amongst themselves about the peculiar sight as he passed them with you in his arms, he didn't pay them any mind. He looked down at you every once in a while to make a funny face that caused you to giggle loudly. He stopped in his tracks before heading up to the church and took a detour to stand in front of the statue of himself, or rather Barbatos. He turned side ways and angled you upwards so you could see the statue better, not that you would understand what he was trying to do.

“Would you like to know a secret?” He whispered even though no one else was around currently. He waited until you cooed in response to him.

“I'm the Anemo Archon - Barbatos! But this has to stay a secret between us.” He poked your squizzy cheek.

After a moment he finally made it all the way to the church's doors and inside. Music was echoing around the large cathedral while some Sisters were singing prayers in the name of the Anemo Archon. Not many people were around right now, but he had his eyes set on a Sister that was not taking part in the singing. With a wide grin boastered on his face he confidently marched up to her. She could see him approaching and was ready to ask him to leave or at the very least not disturb them, but was taken aback by the bundle in his arms.

“Hello, dear Sister! I'm in quite a predicament as I happen to be in possession of an orphan child.”

“Are you quite certain that the child is infact without parents?” The Sister finally asks after processing what he said.

“Yes. They were left all alone before a statue of the Anemo Archon himself.” He didn't need to share the full story...

The Sister would have doubted his story and accused him of being the child's father who just wished to abandon them, but a brief upon inspection it was evident you shared no resemblance to him at all. Even if he was the father and did not wish to have you they would have taken you in, better in their care than out on the streets! The fact you were left upon a statue of Barbatos was what truly picked her interest, your parent clearly offered you to the deity and as such they had no right to turn you away.

“I see! Then we will take the child into our care. Do they have a name you know of?”

You didn't - as far as he knew, but at that moment he glanced down at you once again. Gazing into your eyes and a name just slipped past his lips. He doubted you ever had a name, but this one felt just right for you. The Sister simply nodded before opening her arms to take you from him. He felt the urge of not wanting to let you go... But he needed to. You would have a good and happy life while raised by the Sisters. He could barely take care of himself and oike Diluc pointed out, could barely afford a singular apple. Your eyes continued to stare directly at him as you began crying when removed from his arms.

You hadn't cried the entire time since he picked you up from the ground, it was heartbreaking to hear you do so now. He felt like lyre strings had been wrapped around his heart and were squeezing it tighter the longer he heard you cry. The Sister turned away to take you further inside the church, while he headed outside. The weather was clear and the sun was shining warmly, but he felt like the storm was still raging on. He barely knew you for a day and already grew attached to you... Perhaps it was out of pity for seeing you get abandoned?

Whatever the case, it was not the last time he saw you. He became a frequent sight amongst the church goers! It was only to see you and only a couple times a week on average, but he was there none the less. Venti would even play his lyre for you or for the others attending, the Sisters forbade him from accepting payment for it within the church though. Visiting you became so frequent that Diluc got slightly worried after a week of not seeing him at the tavern - only to find out he was at the church playing peek-a-boo with you for the twelfth time this week... The Sisters didn't mind much as he was not causing trouble, you also became so calm and well behaved when he was around! It was strange that he of all made you this way, but no one was complaining.

He was there when you babbled your first words - he took you around town to showing you off to everyone he possibly could, even just a coo or a babble made him exited now as it could be another word! Maybe even his name next! He was so proud of you! He was also there when you took your first steps, he stood close ready to catch you at the first sight of you stumbling. He raised you high up and bounced around when you managed to finally wobble your way into his arms. He would have thrown you up and caught you, but the Sisters near him didn't approve of this. He would use his abilities to fly up with you in his arms when they weren't looking though, you were never afraid in his arms.

“Great job, little Windblume! Soon I'll be able to take you gliding!” He laughed - the Sisters did not.

He promised that he would teach you to glide as soon as you were old enough. For an Archon that was over two thousand years old he was rather impatient while waiting for you to grow up. He cherished every moment spent with you, of course. But he couldn't wait till he would be able to actually hang out with you and have conversations with you! You still had your whole life ahead of you and he would personally see that you had the best, happiest and most fulfilling life you possibly could! Meeting you was the best thing to happen to him, despite how terrible the situation initially was. You had just about turned his life around by being an unfortunate soul and babbling nonsense to him with those bright eyes looking at him with so much life and hope.

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etherealphosphor · 9 months

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Venti’s Dilemma

⟡ Contains: Venti x Gn!Reader, Sfw, Fluff, Reader is critical of themselves

Something about you had always stuck out to Venti, and he didn’t quite know what. Perhaps it was how the wind blew in your hair? Or was it how you laughed at all of his jokes? Maybe it was how you’d always bring him back to your place after he got too drunk, insisting that you’d take the couch so he could have a good night’s sleep.

Whatever it was, Venti knew one thing for sure: He was hopelessly in love with you. But what kind of archon falls in love with a mortal? Venti had read his fair share of legends, and he knew that it would only end in heartbreak. That’s how it always was. But no matter how many times he told himself that he could never love you, he just couldn’t bear to distance himself from you.

Venti cursed himself for his abysmal self-control, but the fact of the matter was, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. Your hair, your eyes, your smile—it all made him weak in the knees. He tried everything to vent his emotions, hoping they would disappear. He wrote his thoughts down, sang songs about how he felt, went to the library and checked out every book on romantic advice, and even went to talk to Zhongli about it. Nothing. None of it worked.

The way you sweetly called his name was enough to make him scrap all of his research. Which was a shame, since do you know how awkward it is to ask Zhongli for advice on romance!? And the looks Venti got from Lisa after checking those books out were enough to keep him out of the library for at least a month. Alas, his feelings couldn't be ignored.

Venti knew that he had to tell you about how he felt at some point, and he assured himself that you would definitely reject him and that he would have his peace of mind in the end. However, deep down, he actually wished for your affection.

One night, he decided to invite you out for a drink. You accepted happily, glad to spend more time with him. It was always nice to listen to him talk as he got progressively more drunk; it was quite endearing in an odd sort of way. This time, though, Venti barely touched his drink. That was a first. You started to wonder if something was wrong before he asked you to accompany him outside.

You agreed, but you were concerned and curious about what he needed to talk to you about. Venti took your hand in his, leading you to a very lovely bench in Whispering Woods. It was a nice bench; however, it was clear that Venti didn’t want to take you there just for small talk. You turned to look at him, waiting for him to speak. Despite reading all of those books on romance, Venti still had no idea how to begin to tell you about his feelings, and he was getting quite a bit nervous.

"I—uh.. I brought you here because.. uhm.. I wanted to talk to you about—" He paused and then changed the subject, saying, "Erm, the moon is nice, isn’t it?"

You kept looking at him, your interest piqued. What did he have to tell you that was so important? It was not unusual for Venti to stumble over his words, but never like this.

"Yes, the moon is quite nice tonight. Though, Venti, you didn’t just bring me out here to see it, did you? Is there something on your mind? You can talk to me, you know." You said this, reaching out your hand to feel Venti’s forehead for a fever. While this was an odd thing to do, it was second nature to you as an adventurer whenever someone was acting off and looked a little flushed.

Venti’s face only got redder, and he breathed a silent sigh of relief when you took your hand away. How could he ever get through this conversation when his heart was beating so fast?

"Hm, not a fever, then? Just nerves?" You said. This was half a question and half an observation.

"Mhm.. please [Name], don’t worry yourself. I’m not sick." Venti looked down at the ground. He knew that if he gazed into your eyes, he would never get this conversation over with. "I just need to tell you something important. Really important."

You were getting more curious by the minute; what could Venti possibly have to say to you? You were being more than a little dense, taking things at face value rather than looking deeper into what they could mean. "Alright, what is it?"

Venti looked up from the ground, and he accidentally made direct eye contact with you. "I—uh.. well," Venti continued to stutter, quickly looking away again. Then he took a deep breath and said it. "I like you, [Name]."

Your eyes widened a little. What? The man before you had his face in his hands now, absolutely mortified. "Wait.. Venti? Do you mean that you—"

"Yes, [Name]. I really like you. And please don’t say anything. Don’t tell me how you don’t feel the same; I already know you don’t. I just wanted to get it off my chest." Venti said it very quickly, sounding a little panicked.

You sat there in shock and replied, "Venti, you’re an archon, and I’m a mortal; you—"

Venti cut you off again. "I know; I know it won’t work out. You don’t need to remind me. A god and a mortal? That’s crazy, right?" Venti’s voice shook a little, and tears came to his eyes.

Seeing him on the verge of tears broke your heart. You quickly embraced him, wrapping your arms around his body. "No, Venti. That’s not it."

Venti looked at you, surprised. "What..?"

"I like you too, Venti. I really do. I wasn’t trying to tell you that a relationship between us wouldn’t work out; I was just wondering why you would pick me." You stroked Venti’s hair gently, trying to soothe him.

"Wha—you like me? Really..? What do you mean you don’t know why I’d pick you?" Venti looked at you with moonlight reflected in his eyes.

"I mean, look at you; you’re the Anemo Archon; all the people in Mondstadt admire you. You have festivals, traditions, songs, and so much more. Why would someone as important as you ever like me?"

Venti was a little shocked at your response, "[Name], I’m really not as important as you say I am; the people just—"

You cut him off. "You’re that important to me."

Venti blushed a little more; your comments were like kindling for the flame inside of him. "My point still stands. There’s no reason why I wouldn’t like you, [Name]. My fancy title doesn’t make a difference to how I feel."

You stopped hugging him, staring at your feet. "Well, it should."

Venti couldn’t take it when you said stuff like that. You were always so critical of yourself, and he never knew why. He always thought you were amazing just the way you were.

"Look at me, [Name]." His voice was serious but had a comforting tone at the same time.

You looked up into those green eyes of his; the full moon was reflected in them. Quickly, Venti took your face in his hands and pressed his lips against yours. You were a little surprised at first, but quickly leaned into the kiss and wrapped your arms around Venti again.

"I’m never going to let anyone speak to you like that again, not even yourself." Venti said, catching his breath.

"Good luck with that." You smiled before going back in for another kiss.

You and Venti stayed like that for a while, embracing each other under the moonlight.

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ynverse · 11 months

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drunk in love

VENTI x gn! reader | fluff

a/n: HAPPY BDAY VENTI ! i love him a totally normal (insane) amount

“master diluc,” venti’s speech came out slurred as he raised his now empty glass towards diluc, “another round! this is the finest of occasions so we must celebrate!”

diluc could only shake his head as he watched the anemo archon stumble over his words and nearly fall off his seat. he was counting down the seconds until you would arrive and take your boyfriend out of his hands.

“diluc,” you questioned while rushing into the tavern, receiving the letter from diluc’s hawk, “is he passed out yet? he’s going to ruin the plans we have.”

“oh? and who is this?”

venti turns to you, slipping off his seat and stumbling onto the ground. the other customers in the tavern couldn’t help but laugh at his antics, having seen his drunk behavior weekly at this point.

you only sigh as you go to help him up, wanting to quickly sober him up so the surprise party you planned wouldn’t go to waste.

“hey now,” venti backed away from you as soon as you went close to him, “i’m a taken man! i belong only to my dearest.”

“venti…”

venti managed to sit himself up on the ground and looked at you with wide eyes, “woah… you’re beautiful. my love is more beautiful though.”

“venti-“

“i am in no condition to perform! i have to return to my love immediately.”

venti now tries to stand up, slightly wobbling as the world around him blurs. by this point, diluc already escaped to your house, waiting with the rest of your shared friends to celebrate. thinking back, you should have made diluc drag venti back since this was becoming more difficult than you thought.

“venti-“

you let out a small gasp as venti almost fell, barely managing to catch him. as if your touch alone reminded him of who you were, he wrapped his arms around you and swayed you from side to side.

“my love! you came for me,” you felt him smile into your shoulder, “someone tried to come onto me! but fear not, i would never betray you. my heart is yours.”

“let’s go home okay? i have a surprise for you.”

“i am home! you are my home, my love.”

your face became warm as you listened to his little rambles praising you and talking about how someone in the bar wanted him badly, making a note to tease him and tell him that was you once he was sober. as you swayed from side to side, trying your best to walk home quickly so the guests aren’t worried, you couldn’t help but notice the way the wind always blew you in the right direction. even when drunk beyond belief, venti was always right there for you.

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bedoballoons · 4 months

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─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎄𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎄

Venti X Reader

{༻~Day 17: Singing carols for you~༺}

CW: Fluffy and sweet!! A bit short, but I think it works!

Christmas masterlist

𑁍༄Venti:

You pulled the blanket tighter around yourself, sitting on the floor as Venti sung for you in front of the fireplace. His voice like a gift to your ears. You never knew Christmas carols could sound so good...

"Silent night, holyy night...alll is calm, all is bright~"

He leaned in closer to you, pausing long enough to kiss your lips softly before returning back to the melody. He smelled like candy canes and his cheeks were gently blushed because of the wine he'd been sipping...to say he looked beautiful was a understatement. If only you knew that he felt the same way about you...if only you knew that when your eyes met in between verses he had to remember to keep singing...to not get lost in the moment with you and forget everything else.

"Shepherds quake at the sight, glories stream from heaven afar~"

"You're heaven sent Venti...- Ah, I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrup-!"

"Don't worry my dear! I was actually thinking the same thing about you.."

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Merry Christmas~*⁠.⁠✧

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yuuxhan · 11 months

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Shattered reflections

Venti x reader Angst! (Rev. Comfort; venti’s identity crisis; venti & reader pairing)

It wasn’t a peaceful night.. nor was it a horrible one, but.. you had made a promise to your lover to lay off the drinking for a while.. and use something else as a comfort.. something else.. like.. yourself.. though, tonight.. he wanted a change of scenery.. he needed fresh air.. and you were okay with it.. at least for tonight. But, not until he came home, drunk again at 3 in the morning.. the door opening startled you from your sleep.. but seeing that it was just him, he groggily made his way over and with your help.. he was able to spend the night taking a full shower, drink some water.. and even take something to eat.. at least one or two bites.. you had to beg him.. but eventually he grew tired.. the alcohol was kicking in even more and he fell asleep on your shoulder. With a hesitant sigh, you took him into your arms, lifting him into a bridal style, and surprisingly he was as light as a feather.. you carried him to the bed, tucking him in for the night.. and eventually as you cleaned up and settled down, you fell asleep next to him.. cuddling him like he was a pillow, which he enjoyed very much, his arms wrapping around you without even knowing….

Morning soon arrived.. hours passed and the sun finally showed up out of the clouds, blaring down into your shared bedroom with a god.. the light was so bright that it woke you up, fluttering your eyes as they adjusted itself. The first thing you saw was him.. there was venti.. still asleep in your arms.. it didn’t seem like he wanted to let go, though, you smiled and gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead.. the kiss was enough to reassure him that you were here and he was okay.. his face softened and his grip on you loosened. You were able to take yourself off of him, slowly getting up out of the bed with small.. small movements to not wake him.. and as you got up, you started getting ready for the day as usual, brushing your teeth, showering, changing.

The norm, though.. after brushing your hair, while looking in the mirror.. movement stirred in the bed.. the bard started to awake and his eyes slowly opened, staring up at the ceiling. He didn’t know where he was for a moment.. his eyes look frightened, he had totally forgotten how he made it home.. but when he saw you.. standing there looking at him, he immediately relaxed.. he sat up, rubbed his eyes and yawned.. “good morning, Windblume..” he mumbled out in his tired voice.. it was so quiet, it made you smile and walk over to him, the hairbrush still in your hand. “Good morning, love~.. how did you sleep? Are you feeling better?” You asked him, you were curious to know if he was feeling better from all the drinking that night.. and to your surprise, he nodded. “I couldn’t be better” he smiled at you.. it seemed you taking care of him after he came home really helped.. and he was happy, so thankful for you.. so much that he leaned himself over and kissed your cheek, muttering a small “thank you” into your ear. It made your heart flutter and your cheeks lit up in a gentle pink tint. You wanted to say something, but your eyes made its way around his face, noticing his tired expression, but also noticing how messy his hair was.. his braids had fell out during the night and his small dark blue curls were fluffed into a big puffy mess… he looked funny, and you giggled.

The bard looked confused, why were you giggling? He hadent seen himself yet.. he haven’t seen himself.. at all, in fact.. not ever since centuries ago.. he knew how he looked.. just… the general idea. But from your giggling, he had to ask.. “what’s so funny?” To which you replied. “You look a mess..” You said to him, beside his hair being messy, his shirt was tucked in and out of his shorts and the neck was twisted a bit.. you raised the brush up from your hand. “Shall I help you?” You offered him, and a gentle smile game to his face.. his expression softened and he gave you a small nod. “Please do..” he said quietly, and he lowered his head to you a little.

You were able to fix his clothes.. but also brush his hair, silently.. being as careful as you can to the god, like he was a delicate flower. Your fingers running through his hair sent shivers down his spine, he loved the feeling, and without even noticing, his body moved closer and closer to you. You were able to brush and get the dark blues back to their normal state, now having to focus on his braids, you brushed each one, again with a soft touch.. soon your fingers intertwining with the bright dyed blue color.. it’s so beautiful.. he looks so angelic to you with his eyes closed and his gentle breathing.. the god just sitting there needing your touch.. it comforts him so much, more than you could ever imagine. But after a minute or two the braids were finished, and you leaned back, putting the brush onto the bed. “All done!”

He loves it.. he can’t see it properly, but he loves it.. he loves everything you do for him.. his eyes open and he’s smiling at you, your faces were close as he looked up, staring right into your eyes with his green ones.. his eyes.. they looked like they were sparkling.. the love was written all over it.. and he kissed you to show you his thanks. After a moment he pulled away, his eyes all soft and tender.. “I love you.. so.. so much..” he said that while looking into your eyes again, the both of you blushing at eachother.. and now, you slowly moved away, his eyes remaining in yours as he followed you off of the bed like he was entranced.. you took the brush and went over to the mirror, he didn’t even realize where he was going with you.. his eyes focused on you.

You put the brush back into it’s little holder on your desk, looking at him through the mirror, the thought completely vanished in your mind, you didn’t warn him.. and, he saw his reflection.. he’s staring at you through the mirror, his smile was still there.. but.. his eyes, from the corner he saw himself.. and they snapped over to it. His face fading from its expression of love to of nothing.. of a neutral look. You saw it through the mirror and you took his hands, leading him away and to the bed again.. you both sat down and laid back onto the headboard. His eyes, the sparkle was gone as you saw him now.. he’s staring downwards.. silent, which was quite odd for him to be silent. The moment you were going to speak up, he did instead, and he spoke over you.

“Can you see it too?” He asked you.. his eyes still looking down. “See what, love?” You asked, you know where this was going to go.. but you weren’t quite sure yet. “The mirror.. what do you see in the mirror..?” He repeated his question, his eyes finally looking back at you.. they’re still dull, but thankfully no tears yet… or… or maybe you spoke too soon. “I see us… I see you.” You both couldn’t see the mirror from by the bed, but you told him with a quiet voice anyways, your hand raising to his cheek.. but he was silent.. you could tell he was thinking about something.. he was.. remembering something that he shouldn’t.. his eyes started to sparkle again.. but the sparkle, was towards the bottom.. the corners.. where the tears started forming. “Can I ask…” you broke the silence, your hand still in his cheek, holding it. “Who do you see..?” You finished your question.. and once again his eyes raised, staring right at you.. a tear fell as it did. “I don’t… I don’t recognize myself..” he stuttered.

You were right, this was exactly what was going to happen.. you let out a small sigh and held his cheek a bit more firmly. “Then.. do you recognize Barbados..?” The question you asked hinted towards his personality.. was he not feeling like his cheery, selfless, self as venti? Or.. not even as Barbados..? You wanted to know. But.. the.. the bard.. the god.. the.. the whisp’s tears.. they fell.. they fell more.. and he let out a small cry. “No..! I don’t.. I.. I don’t recognize myself!” He almost half shouted, it seemed this was getting to him.. it.. it was eating at him.. not just right now from the mirror.. but from past times.. emotions she stuffed down, finally letting it out. He was weak, he was vulnerable, right in front of you.. and he knew he could be.. he knew you would help him.. he drops his guard around you.. and with that, just as he expected, you hugged him.. so.. so tightly.. your arms wrapping around his back and behind his head, you held him in a close embrace. “Alright, okay.. that’s okay.. you don’t need to be anyone right now..” you tried to reassure him, though.. this type of situation had never happened to you before.. you had no idea how to deal with it.. and yet, you remained strong.. at least.. just for him..

Venti.. the god.. the spirit.. he just cries.. he hugs you tight and he cries.. pressing his face into your shoulder, his holding onto you so tight that your clothes wrinkled up in the back.. the clothes you just smoothed last night.. and venti’s body slowly but surely started shaking in your grasp.. trembling from his cries that soon turned into sobs.. he was having a sort of identity crisis.. he didn’t know who he was.. he couldn’t.. put his mind on it.. but, in all, he hates himself, he hates.. not his looks, but his personality.. he hates that he took someone’s wishes and made it his own.. and he’s.. he’s doing nothing about it.. he’s being selfish.. he’s.. his thoughts are running through his head a mile a minute.. and he’s sobbing into your shoulder.

Not knowing what to do, you just held him, just like you always would, you held him and just rubbed his back, making sure he was close to you.. no words could fix his emotions.. at least, that’s what you thought.. so you gently rocked him, at an easy side to side pace.. whispering shushes into his ear.. and eventually.. eventually.. he calmed down, still crying, but enough so that he could talk.. his face moved, hiding himself in the crook of your neck, you scent was comforting.. so comforting for him.. but when he spoke, his voice was still shaky. “How… how can you love.. a fool like me…?” He mumbled, and you could feel his breath on your neck when he spoke, your heart hurt, it broke and he said that, not like it was breaking before.. but you replied to him in the most calm voice you could muster up. “You are no fool, love.. but, if you are such a fool, then I guess that makes me one too for loving you, huh?” You spoke.. and his.. he.. his breath hitched.. and his eyes looked up to you through his tears.. through his blurred vision. “But.. how..? How..? How could you.. how could anyone possibly deserve you..” he struggled to speak, but he managed to get it out.. and waited for your response. “They can’t..” you leaned back a little from the hug to separate your chest from his face, just to look down, properly into his eyes. “Wanna know why? Because.. I have you.. my beautiful bard.. and my beautiful god~” you spoke.. and a blush suddenly appeared on his face through his tears… his crying got a little slower.. “you.. you mean that..? Are.. you..” he couldn’t finish his sentence.. “how could.. such a glorious person.. love… ever love..” he had to pause himself, taking a deep breath, but his eyes remained on you the entire time. “Me?” He finished his words.

“Because..” you started speaking again, your hand going up to his head, and you begun stroking it, the feeling calmed him down even more… especially from your words you were about to say. “When I first saw you.. that time we first met.. I saw you.. I saw your personality.. your carefree and selfless personality.. the way..” you had to stop, just like him.. you felt tears coming in your eyes… but then you breathed just like him again.. and continued. “You care for others.. the way you smile and talk to children.. it’s all.. so beautiful.. so.. kind.. so caring..” you had more to say, but got interrupted by his cries that started back again.. he leaned forward and hugged you tighter, his face returning to your neck.. he felt so.. so happy.. so warm.. so.. at home.. “that… that’s.. do you… do you really mean it…?” He asked again, he had to make sure.. even though he knew the answer. “I mean that.. I mean it more than you ever know..” you stopped to sniffle, your emotions getting at you too. “I love venti.. and I love Barbados both, equally… and I also love that tiny wind spirit.. your former self.. hiding inside of you.. I love all of you.. I can promise you that.. love~”

He’s blushing.. he’s blushing so much.. and yet he’s crying.. those tears of happiness mixed with sadness.. it was all over his face.. he didn’t know how to reply.. he stared at your eyes and cried.. and while he did that, you were looking back into his own, his sparkle was coming back, you could see it.. and it made you smile. Wanting to comfort him even more, you leaned forward and placed a small kiss on his forehead. The kiss was enough to regain himself, at least a little bit.. his tears still dripping.. but.. he was so happy.. so.. so loved.. his blush got bigger.. and he leaned towards you to kiss you properly through his tears.. he sniffled as well, and soon parted with you after a few moments. “I love you… I love you so much.. I.. I love you more than anything..” he hugged you again, this time resting his face on your shoulder.

You both sat there, blushing and holding eachother in your arms.. you started stroking his hair again, feeling your fingers run through his blue curls.. it helped him calm down, he took a few more deep breaths, in.. and out.. in… and out… soon his old self coming back.. his old, carefree and selfless self, just like you said.. the bard was back to his normal ways.. and it was all thanks to you.. he loves you dearly.. and he appreciated it so much that you helped him with his problems. The both of you spent the rest of that day together, cuddling at home for a bit longer, and venti following you wherever you had to go.. like a child.. he didn’t want to separate from you, not today, not after everything this morning.. and the both of you had a wonderful day together, just as usual.

The end! Thank you for reading!! 💖🫶🧸

I hope I fixed my spelling errors this time.. 🙈

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magicalink · 2 years

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Catboys in the house!

Definitely not me brainrotting all day long about living in modern Inazuma AU with my top husbandos as cat boys who one by one joined the household...

...ok maybe a bit. Been thinking about this all day so now that I'm finally out of uni ima sit down and write it and maybe post it.

Contains: f!reader x catboy Venti, modern AU, romance, fluff, all in all plot and the smut comes after the NSFW banner, use of alcohol but it's not drunk sex, I swear Venti has a normal dick in this story

Shoutout to @stygianoir who supported me through the whole process of writing this!

Venti

Venti was the first cat boy you met in your life. But in the beginning, you had no idea that he was one!

You met him in his human form and had a crush on him. He was a mysterious guy, you didn't know what he did for a living or where he lived. You always tried to get to know him more but he always giggled and skillfully evaded your questions.

One day you invited him to your house for dinner and when you were sitting at the table he told you he wanted to ask you a question. You got your hopes up thinking maybe he was gonna ask you to be his girlfriend but he asked something weird instead.

He asked you if you would ever adopt a cat.

You were weirded out by such an out-of-context question but you answered anyway. He didn't like the answer though.

You said you didn't want to have any pets.

"You don't like catsss??" he pouted with his teary puppy eyes.

You started stammering, captivated by his charms, and clarified. You did like cats and other pets but you didn't like the part of taking care of them, so that was why if he was about to offer you a cat in adoption you would have to say no.

"I see, I see" he said, scratching his chin, replacing his pout with a mischievous grin. What was he scheming? You didn't know. The dinner ended shortly after and he left your home kissing you only on the cheek. You were disappointed, and hella thirsty for him.

After that, he disappeared for a long time. Wasn't out of character of him, though. He had always been hard to find, so you didn't give much thought to it. You only had to wait until he decided to drop by your neighborhood or your usual hanging out spots like he always did. So you focused on your work.

That week, like Venti was some sort of wizard who predicted the future, a stray cat appeared in your neighborhood. At first, you thought he left it there, but you had no evidence to prove it.

You felt bad for it so you left a little bowl of water outside your door for it.

"But I'm not gonna give you food, ok? You have to find a home and leave!" you told the kitty. Damn, now you were talking to animals like your mom used to do when you were little. You couldn't help it, you like animals too much, especially cats. But you won't budge! Cats need special food and a litter box and toys, and that costs a lot of money! And the tiny house you could afford didn't have much space. The backyard was way too small for pets too.

"Don't you understaaaand?" you cried one day when the cat marked you by rubbing his head against your feet, just like he did every day when you got home from work "I can't adopt you!" you said, more desperate to convince yourself than the kitty while you tried to dodge him to get to open the door.

"Nya!" the kitty exclaimed, rolling onto his back to show you his tummy. So cute!

He was a black and white kitty with green eyes.

You couldn't help but crouch to caress his soft stomach. It was so fluffy!

But it was a trap!

He took advantage of your position to jump and slip into your house!

"YOU'RE SUCH A RASCAL!!" you screamed, stepping up to storm inside your invaded territory, looking for him. He was already laying on the couch like he was the king of the house!

You towered in front of him with a somber face, arms crossed over your chest.

"What do you think you're doing, little flea bag?" you scolded.

"Nya?" he tried to convince you by doing cutie things and showing you his tummy again. But soon he was kicking his little paws when you lifted him in the air, holding him with your hands under his front paws.

"You're just like a friend I have..." you said under your breath "Out you go!" you added, leaving him out and making sure he wouldn't slip between your legs back in "And don't pull any more tricks on me or I won't give you more water!" and you closed the door.

But he never left. Every time you thought he had finally left the neighborhood, he appeared back at your doorstep, especially when you got back from work. He greeted you with nyas and rubbed his head against your feet.

One week you were particularly down because you hadn't seen Venti in a long while. He had never disappeared for so long before! You missed him. And the kitty was so mischievous that it reminded you of him. So you got out to play with him and caress him. Before you knew it, you were pouring milk instead of water into his bowl.

And he adored it! He drank lots and lots of milk!

"Hey, easy, boy, milk's not good for adult cats, you can't drink that much!" you said patting his head "I'm not gonna give you any more for a while"

He protested in his cat language and tried to get more by rubbing his head against your legs more.

"Damn you really do remind me of him..." you sighed, giggling, and crouched to pet him.

Again he took advantage of this to knock the milk carton off your hand with his head to keep drinking.

"VENTI!" you scolded without thinking.

The cat froze instantly, the fur of his whole body standing and his ears pressed to his head. He arched his back, scared.

"Sorry kitty" you said, covering your mouth and lowering your voice "You misbehave a lot, but I didn't mean to yell you" you gently patted his head. He hesitated for a minute but let you pet him.

But suddenly you picked up the carton of milk and walked back to your doorstep, without even saying goodbye, abandoning him outside.

"Dang I can't believe I just called a cat by his name...I'm beyond fucked" you cursed under your breath, closing the door and laying on it to try and compose yourself. You had thought you just had a crush on Venti, not that you were head over heels for him! This was bad.

You couldn't see it because you were inside, but the cat rolled onto his back happily a couple of times before disappearing from your neighborhood.

You decided to go to sleep early because of how battered you felt. Falling for Venti was bad. He was a mysterious and erratic man, always disappearing and never telling where he was. Like a stray cat! You thought that if he had liked you back, he would have taken one of the million hints you had thrown at him.

You sighed, thinking back it really looked like you were throwing yourself at him. At this point, you were probably embarrassing yourself, especially that night when you invited him for dinner and he left with a kiss on the cheek. You hoped he didn't realize the disappointment in your eyes.

You thought it was time to forget about him and move on. It was very difficult because you were constantly thinking about him, even at work! But you decided to do your best, and so you told your friend kitty one day when he appeared by your kitchen window, meowing for milk.

You opened the window and let him in, pouring some milk into a bowl and placing it on the counter for him to drink. He drank and was soon purring and letting you pet his head and stomach. He noticed you were a little down and tried to cheer you up by rubbing his nose against your arm.

"You know, little friend..." you sighed "The reason why I'm sad is that I have another friend. I mean, a human friend. I haven't seen him in a while...I miss him..." you added sadly, his fuzzy head giving you a bit of comfort "I wanted to be more than friends with him, but he doesn't like me back. So I've decided to forget bout him for good!" you exclaimed suddenly.

The kitty choked on his milk and started to shake his tail desperately from side to side.

"What happened, buddy? Got a furball on your throat?" you said worriedly. You kept caressing him to try and make him feel better, but he kept meowing furiously.

"Great, now I'm talking to a cat 24/7" you thought "I must have finally become completely crazy" you sighed again.

That day it was impossible to get the kitty out of your house. You tried lifting him up, but he hissed and gave you a little scratch. So you gave up and let him stay for the night.

"It'll be only for today because I don't know what's gotten into you, so don't get your hopes up!" you assured. He purred happily as if he understood your words and pounced directly to your bedroom "Ohhh don't even think about it!" you said, closing the door in front of his nose "Sleep on the couch, and there will be consequences if you lay a single scratch on it!" he hissed on the other side but you didn't open the door.

The next morning, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmph" you said under your breath "I should have totally named him Venti. They are completely alike"

You made yourself breakfast and then left for work.

You were determined to continue with your life but that very same week the real Venti decided to reappear. He "coincidentally" bumped into you when you were getting out from work. Like always.

He looked at you with a smile wide from ear to ear. You tried to not pay much attention to him.

"Venti. Sup? Long time no see" you murmured, avoiding eye contact and pretending you weren't happy to see him, trying to ignore the pathetic thumping of your heart.

"It really has been a long time, Y/N!" He exclaimed still smiling, walking around you to meet your gaze "I've been sooo busy lately I couldn't drop by! It was sooo boring not being able to talk with you!" He insisted with a giggle.

You looked up at him hesitantly.

"Hum, really?" You murmured, not trusting him one bit.

"Yeah! I relized I was so dumb I didn't even ask you your phone number!" He said while pulling out his phone.

You stared at him half-heartedly, with wide eyes. You really hoped you weren't flushing. Your friends had warned you multiple times about this type of men! Disappearing just to make you desperate for them and then "casually" dropping by to ensure you don't forget about them and keep you hooked! You mustn't give in so easily, you had to resist!

"Oh...I...didn't realize" you were able to lie. A layer of sheer sweat formed on your forehead. It required all the strength in your body to keep your hands from pulling out your phone. You weren't gonna give him your number! No way!

"Really? That wounds me" he said with his usual cheeky smile "But here's mine" he said, putting the screen of his phone right in front of your face to make sure you saw it.

Well, that changed the game a bit. If he was willing to give you his you thought it wasn't that bad if...you slowly pulled your phone out of your pocket and he interrupted your train of thought by snatching it from your hand, quick as a cat. Sadly, you had already unlocked it.

"Venti!!" You protested, trying to get it back in vain.

"Wait, it'll just take a minute!" He giggled, keeping the phone out from your reach "Ready! I added myself!" He said upon returning it to you "Now send me something, so I can accept you!"

You let out a deep sigh. He was such a rascal!

"Hi" you typed to send him. Then you looked at how he added himself: Venti♡ with a little heart at the side. You knew by the warmth that you flushed violently up to your ears.

"There it is!" He exclaimed with another big smile "I added you too!" And he sent you a big "Hellooo" that instantly appeared on your screen.

How did he added you?? What name did he put in his contact list?? You were so desperate to know that you tried to take a good look at his screen but he was swift to evade you. Damn that was so suspicious!! You were afraid that he was just playing with you, so you did your best not to let your hopes get high, to pretend you didn't care about him!

"It was nice to see you, Venti" you said with a poorly drawn smile "I'll be heading home"

"So soon?" He pouted "We haven't seen each other in a while...so I thought we could hang out...I mean, it's Friday..."

You were already walking away.

"It's Friday and I've been working a lot the whole week, I'm really tired" you sentenced.

He realized the situation was extreme so he had to go all out. So he gulped down and dropped the secret weapon:

"Oh, c'me on. I wanted to take you out on a daaate, I promise it'll be a quiet place so you can recharge your energies...pretty please?" He said with puppy dog eyes.

Your breath hitched. Did he just say...

A DATE??

You did your best to calm your breathing and hide that you were beyond excited. You looked at him with squinted eyes. Where was the trap this time??

"Hmmm..."

"C'me on, Y/N..." he said with an apologetic smile, picking up your hand and lifting it up to his lips "I promise it'll be short. Then I'll escort you to your home" and gently grasped your skin with his silky lips.

Your eyes got wide open and he thought they looked beautiful because of how bright they lit. You blinked a couple of times silently, in disbelief. That subtle touch had made your whole body melt and a wave of electricity get up your spine. You tried your best to hide it, pressing your toes strongly to contain the emotion.

"Well...I guess...We could hang out for a little while..." you murmured, looking away, your mouth dry from the nervousness.

"Yay!" He celebrated, pulling from your sweaty hand to take you downstreet with him.

He dragged you for several blocks until reaching the big Narukami Park. There he lowered his pace and placed his hand on your back.

"The scenery here is beautiful and relaxing, see?" He insisted with a wide shining smile "We can rest here for a while"

"Okay..." you murmured shyly "I guess we can stay for a bit..."

The truth was that the park was indeed a relaxing location. The trees were in full blossom and there weren't many people around that day.

"We can sit on a bench and watch the sunset" he suggested, lifting his index finger "Look, there's a food stand over there! Do you want anything?"

"No, Venti, it's fine. I'm fine, let's go sit over there" you replied, holding your elbow with your opposite hand. You were still nervous and your rather uninterested attitude was making him really worried. Maybe it was too late! Maybe he had already lost you for good!

"C'me on, c'me on, Y/N" he insisted, pushing you towards the food stand. You didn't realize, but his smile looked rather frail "I'm getting a milkshake! You choose whatever you want, since I was the one who got away I'll invite you, choose anything you want!"

You gulped when you where right in front of the counter, intimidated. Venti was already ordering the most silky sweet, creamiest milkshake in the existence when you sighed and pulled out your wallet.

"T's okay, I'll get an icecream cone, but don't bother paying, it's embarrassing" you said, hoping your cheeks weren't too flushed.

"That's no good, Y/N, no fair, I wanna do it, really!" He pouted.

"You-don't-have-to!" You pouted back, extending some money to the vendor. Venti pulled your hand down.

"But-I-want-to!" He protested, inflating his cheeks.

"It's embarrassinggg!" You complained.

"Just this time!" He exclaimed, giving the money to the vendor who didn't bat an eye because he was extremely used to taking the cringy shit of the couples at the park "For me?" He said with the puppy eyes when putting the cone in front of your nose.

You sighed with resignation, finally accepting it.

Then he pulled from your arm to make you sit with him in one of the beautiful black iron benches under the purple trees.

You relaxed upon sitting, finally paying attention the the breathtaking scenery. At least for a minute, your senses took over your mind.

The lilac leaves were swayed by the breeze and silky petals fell from the treetops. The sweet smell of the ice cream mixed with the one of the flowers. The birds were chirping sleepy sounds for calling each other to their nests to sleep. You let out all the air you where holding in your lungs while Venti was embarrassing you.

You were in complete serenity until the obnoxious sound of him slurping his milkshake shattered the peace to pieces.

You huffed through your nose.

"It wasn't necessary" you repeated, looking at the cone rather embarrasedly.

"Humm, stop mentioning it!" He complained with his mouth stuffed. The saccharine smell of whatever he was swallowing was disgusting.

"What do you do for a living?" You asked out of the blue, still lost in thought.

Venti choked on his smoothie and had to punch himself in the chest several times to avoid dying.

"Sorry!" You exclaimed, retrieving your gaze from the sky to look at him and help him, patting his back.

His eyes were disorbited and your cheeks turned a bright red when you realized what you just had said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that was very rude!" You started apologizing frantically "I d-didn't mean...I just didn't want you to waste money on me!" You tried to explain.

Venti did his best to compose himself, fixing his clothes, and then let out a little chuckle.

"Nothing it's a waste if it's for someone like you" he said with a charming smile. You rolled your eyes and averted your gaze as if you weren't flushing like a tomato and your heart wasn't thumping.

"I'm a musician" he added to break the sudden tension.

"Oh" was the only thing you could utter "I...see"

"Want me to play you a tune?" He asked, putting the milkshake asside to rummage in his satchel.

"Sure" you answered, leaning towards him with interest, starting to relax again.

He pulled out a mandolin and started playing.

You didn't know which song it was. But for you, it was the most beautiful you had ever heard.

The moment was perfect. The flowers, the trees, the wind, the delicate melody his graceful hands were pulling from the strings, his sweet voice dancing through your ears. His silky soft braids swaying with the breeze.

You looked at him spellbound, immobile until he broke the music with an even more delightful sound: his laughter.

"Y/N" he murmured sweetly "Are you going to eat the ice cream or not?" He asked giggling, making you realize how bad it was melting, about to drop on your clothes.

You hurried to lick it all over to prevent it from staining you, embarrassed while he laughed at you.

"I did-didn't relize!" You stuttered, looking up back at him when you thought you were safe.

But you weren't.

Because he lifted up a naughty finger to daintly wipe some ice cream off the corner of your lips.

You gasped, shooting a surprised gaze at him.

He locked eyes with you, but his were serene, framed by his rosy cheeks that were raised in a warm smile.

"Venti!!" Was all you could say to scold him, giving him your back to hide your flushing.

"Ehe!" He chuckled.

The conversation kinda died down after that, but he sat closer to you and you didn't flinch. You enjoyed each other's company in silence.

You watched the sunset together.

When the sun was finally down, he said it was rather chilly and he didn't want you to catch a cold, so he said he would take you to your house.

On the walk home, you pondered heavily in what to do. You were head over heels for him, it was impossible to deny. And today he was making clear advances towards you. But should you trust him?

He had never been like this before. He seemed to be blind to all your signals in the past. You had thought he wasn't interested in you. Plus, he was the kind of guy to just dissappear and reappear out of nowhere constantly. What if he was just playing with your feelings? What if he just left you right after you opened your heart to him? That would be so hard to endure!

But...

You grapled the hem of your jacket with your fist.

You didn't want to waste this opportunity either. What if he was sincere? What if there was a chance, no matter how small and futile, of you being with him?

That made your heart throb harder than any rollercoaster could.

You really did want to give him a chance.

So you decided to stop acting so distant and take the risk.

"Soo, we're finally here!" Venti exclaimed upon arriving to your doorstep "As promised" he said with a wide smile.

He hoped for you to return it, but he found a sad expression on your face. That got him worried.

"I don't want it to end" you murmured shyly, way too low for him to hear.

"Sorry, what did you say? Y/N? Can you repeat?" He pleaded, starting to get scared. Did he do something to upset you??

You swallowed heavily, thanking he didn't hear you sounding like a little child who had to leave the amusement park. You cleared your throat.

"How about you stay for dinner?" You said, trying your best to sound like a mature adult who had her shit together.

Venti's eyes lit up like a birthday cake candle and in an instant all of his fear was replaced with mischief.

"I thought you said you were tired..." he teased with a cheeky smile.

You huffed. Yeah he didn't deserve the chance!

"You're right, I should go to sleep" you grunted, sticking your keys in the keyhole to try an open the door.

"Kidding, kidding, I was kidding!" He begged between laughs and cries "I was just worried for you, didn't want you to make effort cooking for me!" He said pouting, joining his hands in a little plea.

"Hmmm" you squinted your eyes at him. He gave you the puppy eyes like always. You sighed "We could buy something at the convenience store a few blocks from here" you sentenced, pointing with your thumb in its direction.

"Great idea!" He cheered, grabbing your hand to drag you there with him. You loved when he did that. His hands were so warm and soft.

So to the convenience store you went, bringing back a bunch of onigiris for dinner. You learned that Venti really liked fish, especially tuna, which was the filling of the majority of the onigiris he chose for himself. Also he liked alcohol, and offered to pay for it if you let him choose his favorite beer for you to taste it.

"Make yourself comfortable" you said upon entering your house, taking your shoes off "The kitchen is over the.." you started saying, but Venti was already setting the table.

"What? I've been here before. You invited me for dinner before" he said too nervously to be in character.

"I know" you said, staring at him blankly. What had gotten into him? Who knew? "Oh" this time you interrupted yourself, going back to the door "I almost forget"

You grabbed the kitty's bowl from your porche and took it to the kitchen counter to fill it with water.

"Whatya doing?" Venti asked, munching on a tasty smelling tuna onigiri.

"Oh, I didn't have the chance to tell you" you said, retrieving the now full bowl to the porche "There's a stray cat in the neighborhood. Im leaving him water till he finds a new home"

"I see" he smiled, looking at you with his face rested on his knuckles "What is he like?"

"T's a cat" you shrugged, piercing him with your words as you walked to the table "I don't know, he kinda reminds me of you. Too bad he's not here for you to see him. I'll try calling him, maybe he'll come and you'll meet him" you said, pulling the milk carton from out of the fridge.

"D-don't worry, it's not necessary, ehe!" He exclaimed rather...nervously? Seriously what's up with him? So cheeky all day and now he's stammering?

"I thought maybe you could adopt him" you said, tapping the window ledge with the carton in hopes of calling the cat's attention.

"Why don't you adopt him, Y/N?" He asked.

"I told you, it's a lot of work and I'm not home enough time for a pet, I work a lot"

"What if it was a cat that didn't need much caring?" He pouted. You raised an eyebrow looking in his direction.

"Kitty!! Are you here tonight? I'll give you milk, c'mere, I know you love it!" You said through the open window "He's not coming, how strange"

"Don't worry, Y/N, he most probably is having fun around the neighborhood" Venti said, pulling from your arm to make you sit by the table "Come here eat, these onigiris are scrumptious!" He exclaimed, shoving one into your mouth.

"You're the one who is scrumptious, you and your delicious hands" you thought but obviously didn't say, while chewing.

You quickly forgot about the cat and started the dinner part of the date.

You ended up liking the beer Venti picked, so both the drink and the food was delicious. Not to mention the company.

And the conversation!

Dang you simply had too much fun with Venti. You could hear him talk for hours, no matter what senseless shit he was saying. It was something about the half animal hybrids the goverment was so annoying about on TV. You were nodding the whole time. Maybe you weren't paying complete attention to his words because you were staring at his lips... But eho could blame you? He was too charming! You wanted to hear him forever.

Forever??

You took a look at the clock in the wall and realized it was really late. But you didn't want him to go! Too bad for you, he followed your gaze and saw the time.

"Ooh, look at the time Y/N" he exclaimed "I'm sorry for entertaining you, you must be very tired..." he added, grabbing his hat and standing up to head towards the door.

You followed him with a sad face, look set on the floor. You had a sea of doubts, but nonetheless you dared to tug his sleeve.

He froze in place. Was it really happening?

"Stay..." you whispered shyly, a soft blush on your cheeks.

Dang it was happening! Venti turned to you with a happy birthday smile.

"Can I??" He asked excitedly, his eyes shining like stars.

"J-just...just for tonight" you said embarrasedly "It's late...and it's cold" was your poor excuse.

"You're so caring Y/N" he said, placing his hands on your shoulders, raising your body temperature pleasantly.

You looked up at him with a shy but fond smile that he corresponded. He tightened his embrace around you and tugged a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Thank you" he said softly. You were fidgeting with your toes, lost in his eyes. Your face slowly started leaning towards his.

Then he decided it was time to seal the pact.

So with his heart beating intensely, he leaned down to kiss you.

And it was heaven to you. After so many months of agonizing wait! His lips were the softest, freshest thing you tasted. The man didn't know he had just broken a dam, but he began to understand when you started a full make out session.

That made him even more excited! He kissed back with passion.

And it was so wonderful! You thought your feet were floating in the air...No, wait, they were actually floating in the air! He had lifted you up!

And he was taking you...where was he taking you??

"Venti..." you gasped the little second your lips got separated "Where are we...?" You asked shyly but he slienced you with another kiss.

Then he stepped into the living room to lay you on the couch and hover over you while showering you with hungry kisses.

The tone of the kisses rose rapidly just like your body temperature. You panted in between his bites. You tried your best to enjoy the sight in front of you and save it in your memory–he looked gorgeous towering over your body like that, taking the lead as his sweaty locks covered his shiny eyes and his braids tickled your chest– but you were so embarrassed that you couldn't help but to avert your gaze from his and close your eyes from time to time, a bit overwhelmed.

"Y/N..." he whispered with a serious face, panting as he grabbed your chin to make you look at him.

You complied but as soon as you locked eyes your cheeks were painted red. You slowly raised your hands to tug his shirt, your lower lip quivering.

His curled in a naughty smile, taking a hand to were yours gripped his clothes. He started to unbutton the shirt slowly.

Dang that wasn't your intention. But you didn't complain. Little by little, the image of his soft and light chest unveiled in front of your eyes.

You let go of the hem of the shirt to shyly slip your fingers under it, caressing his warm and terse skin.

He loved how your eyes lit up when you did it.

He let out a chuckle and you chickened embarrasedly, but he again shut you up with a passionate kiss.

You hugged him tight against your face, one hand reaching his back under the shirt and the other tangled in his silky black hair. You started to love touching it. Caressing it, combing it with your fingers, just running them through it, sniffing its soft scent of flowers. It sent you in a dazzle.

"Venti..." you murmured against his ear.

He took his kisses down you jaw until reaching your neck, leaving small pecks until starting to nibble on it. You let out a little ashamed moan and that only fanned the fire further.

He let all his weight deliciously on you, his kisses starting to include naughty teeth.

Then you started to feel a bulge in his pants grazing your legs.

Your heartbeat raced and you felt a little wet downstairs.

You pulled from Venti to be able to kiss his face. His cheeks were warm and soft. They weren't as flushed as yours though. But they looked round like apples from how much he was smiling.

In between kisses, he humped a bit into you, and when he realized your legs spread by themselves when pressing his bulge against your jeans he rose his head to look down at you.

Both your gazes shone with expectation.

He saw the yes in your eyes and his lit up like stars, hurrying his hands to pull your pants off.

He had ome arm out of his shirt and was ready to snatch your sweater off your body when you struggled to say:

"Venti wait...!"

"Is something wrong?" He asked, scared by your sudden stop.

An awkward silence followed.

Your eyes shot in different directions and you fidgeted with your hands.

"You know..." you murmured.

He stared at you with a nervous smile. He didn't know.

You sighed with resignation and escaped from under his body, standing besides the couch.

Before he could start panicking because he thought you regretted the whole thing, you grabbed his hand and dragged him to your bedroom. When he realized where this was going he started panting from excitedness.

You opened a drawer in your wardrobe you haven't used in a long while. Your face red as a tomato, you nervously pulled out a condom and threw it in his direction.

He stretched his arms in a desperate try to catch it. He cheered victoriously when he succeded.

"Got it!" He exclaimed, waving it in his hand.

You gave him your back, covering your face with both your hands.

He giggled.

"Y/N? Don't tell me you're gonna shy out on me now. There's no need for you to be embarrased in front of me, y'know?" He whispered as he slowly approached you to place a hand on your shoulders.

You gulped. You really wanted this but couldn't help but to be flustered. He was always so bold and lighthearted!

"Sorry..." you muttered, eyes set on the floor.

"Okay, okay, I understand..." he smiled while kissing your neck delicately "I'll prove it to you. I'll show you all of my secrets so you know you don't have to be shy with me" he said.

You stared at him curiously and watched as he procceeded to throw all of his clothes to the floor withour shame.

"Venti!" You exclaimed, taking both hands to your head in shock. But what a pleasant shock. He was beautiful.

He gently picked up you hand to kiss it courtiously like always, with seductive eyes and a mischievous smile on his lips. Then he sat on your bed to pull from your hand, inciting you to sit with him.

"C'me on Y/N..." he pleaded with the puppy eyes, looking at you with the package of the condom in his mouth, careful not to rip it with his teeth "Pretty please?"

You were practically drooling at this point. You got rid of your sweater and your jeans clumsily and tossed them to the floor, remaining in only your undergarments.

You kneeled on the bed in front of him, observing him nervously.

He wrapped your waist with his arms and started caressing and grabbing everywhere he could.

"You're so needy" you panted a mock, laughing at his recklessness.

"How could I not, when I finally have you like this?" He whispered in your ear, giving you goosebumps.

"I thought you didn't like me..." you lowly said, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"Sorry for making you feel like that" he replied, caressing your head with one hand and your waist with the other "I just...needed to feel sure you really wanted me" he added with a nostalgic smile, his mind filled with memories of you.

"I thought I had humilliated myself throwing myself at you!" You protested, hiding your red face in the crook of his neck.

He giggled.

"Now I know I can trust you my secrets..." he said with a naughty smirk.

"What secrets?" You asket curiously. He had been saying that way too often.

"Oh, you wanna know?" He giggled.

"Of course I want!" You exclaimed.

"Okay then, let's...oh!" his skilled fingers unclasped your bra with a swift movement.

"Venti!" You whined, feeling the cold on your breasts when they sprang free. He emitted a weird pleased sound upon seeing them. Kind of like...a meow? Your gaze was clouded with shyness.

"Cute, so cute!" He exclaimed "Lemme touch and I'll show you everything!" He begged, his mouth wide open. You didn't pay much attention, but his fangs suddenly looked bigger.

"Okay" you said shyly, throwing back your shoulders to open to his touch.

It was weird because you weren't too used to be touched there, but soon you felt it was nice. His hands were soft and warm and started kneading in the fat of your breasts smoothly.

"Beautiful, you are soo beautiful" he chanted, starting to...purr?

He leaned to kiss you and you started making out again, this time you got more loose and the pawing was mutual. You enjoyed thoroughly being finally together, your hearts beating in unison as you explored every single part of each other's bodies.

"You smell so good..." Venti panted as your teeth clashed in a heated kiss. You let out a little moan and started humping against the bulge in his boxers, already as needy as him.

He dedicated you a sparkling smirk and everything that followed was just perfect.

He layed on his back and pulled you on top of him. You had no idea when or how did he put the condom on. Or when your panties had dissappeared. But it didn't matter, all that mattered was to take him whole as finally yours.

You spread your legs around his slender hips wide open and sat on top of his cock, sinking him in without any difficulty.

You let out a little embarrassed moan and he rejoiced. You hung on his shoulders for support as he started moving way faster than you expected. He had so much energy! It was hard to keep up with his pace, but you were so crazy for him that you followed close behind.

You had a crush on him for months. But you never expected him to have such wild lovemaking! It was amazing. The best banging of your life. He had you moaning his name lile never in your life. You enjoyed it so damn much you fell sound asleep upon finishing and slept through the whole night and morning. Good thing it was Saturday, because you didn’t wake up until 12 pm!

When you did, you lazily opened your heavy eyelids, light was seeping through the closed curtains. Your head pounded and your whole body was sore. You slowly sat on your bed and let out a huge yawn. You were a bit confused. Had everything been a dream? You started scanning the room. Impossible. There were clear signs that there had been another person in your room with you.

Then, where was Venti?

You felt a little pain sting in your chest when the thought of him having left crossed your mind.

He couldn’t be so mean, right? He said he really liked you. You walked to the bathroom and to the kitchen in hopes of finding him, but you had no luck. So you returned to your room with a sad and somber look on your face.

“How could I be so dumb?” you thought, filled with anger. “I should have known better…”

You were about to cry when a loud shriek scared the shit out of you upon throwing yourself on the bed. You had landed on…a cat?!

You couldn’t believe your eyes when your old friend, the black and white cat appeared from under the covers, still lamenting because you had crushed him.

"Archons please, have mercy on my soul” was all you thought, quickly picking up your clothes to get dressed, taking a guilty look at the numerous empty cans of beer on the kitchen table. You were ready to turn yourself in at the police station.

But the kitten started meowing desperately, tugging at your sweater sleeve with his claws.

“Wait! Y/N! It’s me! Remember?” the cat exclaimed after coughing a bit, his feline jaw suddenly turning more human-like.

You stopped in your tracks and took a good look at him, skeptical.

The cat giggled and jumped onto the bed again. Then, in front of your eyes, his body started growing and changing. It wasn't a monstruous process. It looked rather graceful. But it was the weirdest thing you had seen in your life.

He grew arms and legs, his feline jaw turned into a human face and almost all of his fur disappeared. You witnessed him turn into Venti. Into a weird version of Venti you blurrily remembered from last night. All adorable, with black cat ears and a tail, long sharp fangs waving from the corners of his lips.

"So I wasn’t drunk!” you uttered, not sure if you were less or more confused.

He shook his head energetically.

"But you sure were passionate" he chuckled, rolling onto his back in your direction, his tail curling in the air.

You stayed mute for a couple of seconds.

Then you sat on the bed and rubbed your head with your hand. Venti raised his brows.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

You were confused.

You certainly weren't drunk last night. At least not on alcohol. But you were so drunk in love and infatuation that you hadn't paid any attention to the now obviously important things Venti had told you from the beginning of the night.

Your head was spinning, you kept rubbing your temple. You felt guilty.

"Y/N? Are you ok?" He asked, a bit worried, getting up to sit beside you. He held your hand against his cheek and started licking the top of your head with a half-human, half-cat tongue like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Venti..." you started, your breath a bit altered "About last night..." you had to admit his licks, although extremely weird, were comforting. But you couldn't enjoy them in this situation.

"We had our first time, remember?" He said playfully, sitting on your lap, still in his humanoid form "It was amazing, all lovey-dovey as I expected! But I didn't know you could be so wild!" He giggled, playing with your hair.

"I know, I know, I just...it's just....This is a bit too much. I mean, when you said you had a secret, I didn't think it was something so important" you stammered.

He looked visibly confused.

"With all the foreshadowing, I thought you could start to imagine it" he said, furrowing his brows, a bit uncomfortable.

You covered half your face with your hand, wiping some droplets of sweat.

"Why...why did you choose me to trust me your secret?" You whispered with a thread of voice.

"What do you mean, Y/N?" He asked, suddenly reincorporating on your lap "You...you told me you were on the hybrids side, that you thought the goverment was being unfair..." he murmured, starting to get worried.

"I feel so bad right now" you said while wiping away the sweat "Now I realize how little attention I was paying to you the whole time"

Venti jumped from you lap to the ground, landing on both feet, and he ran towards the door.

"You're not going to turn me in, right Y/N??" He asked, terror written all over his face, ready to run to the kitchen and escape through the window.

"What?! No!" You exclaimed, extending your hand in his direction. You slapped yourself. You were acting like an idiot. Not only you were uncapable of reafing the situation last night but now you were scaring him "I'm so sorry Venti! It's just that...I've been so selfish and dumb..." you lamented, locking your desperate eyes with his.

"What do you mean?" He asked, still doubting if he should go back to you in bed or jump through the window over the kitchen counter "I don't understand you! I thought you were on my side!"

But he couldn't run away when he realized tears were forming on your eyes.

"I've been an idiot!" You exclaimed "When you said you had a secret I never thought you meant something serious, I thought you were playing! And, when you mentioned the government during dinner I thought you were making small talk and was just staring at your lips like an idiot! I just gave you an empty answer and...and...when we were in bed last night...all I cared was being with you and didn't even pay attention at the giant cat ears in top of your head!" You blurted out, leaving him in shock.

"Are you on our side or not?!" He exclaimed, his ears now sticked down to his head in fear.

"I never thought this was a real thing!" You said, and it was the truth. You had thought it was just another big hoax invented by Inazuma's government "I had never seen an hybrid before!"

His heart racing like the one of a cornered animal, Venti didn't think more about it and tried to run, not even caring about all his belonging staying in your house.

But you jumped towards him and, unbelievqbly, were able to catch his foot. He looked down at you in terror.

"I'm not gonna turn you in, Venti, I swear!" You finally broke down and cried.

He gulped, his sweat dropping onto your body on the floor. His hands were trembling. He was still scared, but he couldn't leave you like this. He couldn't bear to see you cry.

If he had trusted you the first time, when you weren't even paying attention, why wouldn't he trust you now, that you knew the thing was for real?

He slowly reached down to you, his fur on his tail stil standing, and he helped you sit on the edge of the bed. You surprised him by throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him while crying.

"I'm sorry Venti, I'm so sorry, I swear I'm not gonna tell a soul! I thought everything was fake, but now that I know it's real I swear I'm on your side!" You exclaimed, hugging him as tight as possible "How can they be so cruel? You're people like everyone else!" You sobbed on the crook of his neck.

He slowly relaxed and started caressing your hair with one hand and your back with the other, trying to comfort you.

"Shh...don't cry..." he cooed.

"But I was so selfish, I didn't pay attention to a single thing you said" you lamented, looking up to him with glossy eyes.

"It's not your fault I'm so charming" he winked at you with a little smile.

He was able to pull a little giggle out of you.

"Well, this all explains why you were so wild last night..." you murmured as he wiped your last tears away with his thumb, paying close attention to the little marks he had littered across your body.

"Was I too rough?" He asked, brushing his fingers delicately over a hickey he had left on your neck. "Does it hurt?"

You shook your head.

"What hurt are my limbs, I'm not used to such hustle..."

"Would you like to get used to it?" He proposed with a naughty smirk. Your eyes sparkled. But wyen you were about to squeal, another thoughr crossed your mind.

"Wait a minute!" You exclaimed, pushing him back with a hand in his chest "Show me again your kitten form!" You demanded.

"W-what for?" He asked with a nervous smile.

"Just show me! I want to check something"

He obeyed and with a graceful pirouette he turned back into a full cat. A black and white cat you knew all too well. Now that you were finally paying attention, you connected all the dots.

You stared at him skeptically for a minute.

"YOU RASCAL YOU WERE SPYING ON ME!!" You yelled, standing up and starting to throw clothes and pillows at him. He jumped and ran towards the kitchen.

"Aaah! Y/N! Forgive me!" He exclaimed when he managed to humanize his jaw while dodging your attacks "It was necessary!"

"That was a violation of privacy!!" You exclaimed, managing to land a pillow on his back.

"I needed to know if you were trustworthy!!" He excused himself, jumping onto the counter.

"I TOLD YOU I WAS IN LOVE WITH YOU WITHOUT KNOWING IT WAS YOU!" you screamed, picking a water atomizing and aiming it at him.

"I needed to know if you really liked me!"

"I WAS PRACTICALLY THROWING MYSELF AT YOU AND YOU DISAPPEARED!"

"..." he ran out of excuses.

"YOU ONLY APPEARED BACK AFTER YOU HEARD I WANTED TO FORGET ABOUT YOU!" you shouted, pulling from the trigfer and spraying him with the water.

He hissed, all of his fur standing on end.

"Y/N please forgive me!" He exclaimed in between laughs.

"Now I understand why the government wants to catch you! You are dangerous!" You said, catching him by the scruff he started to kick his paws into the air "I could totally turn you in...but I know I will torture you better!" You joked, threathening him with the spray.

"Nooo pleaseee, Y/N, pleaseee, I'll take it as we're even now, pleaseeee!" He begged, aiming his huge kitten eyes at you.

"Hmmm, I'll think about it..." you smirked, leaving the spray on the counter to carry him with both arms like a baby. You left a little peck on his fuzzy head.

He looked up at you.

"C'me on, we were about to talk about something important" he said, tugging your sweater with his claw.

"I don't know, maybe I'll be the one playing hard to get now!" You said.

"Noo, come on, I said we are even now!" He pouted, but you shook your head, laughing "Okay, I will have to use my charms then!" He exclaimed, jumping from your arms to turn into a full human again, landing gracefully on both feet like a dancer, just like always. He gave you a seductive look.

"Would you have me as your boyfriend?" He whispered with half-lidded eyes, lifting one of your hands to his lips to kiss it.

You covered your mouth wirh your other hand, blushing. So this was getting serious!

"I'll have you, just as you are" you smiled sweetly "The whole of you" you added, gently patting his head. He understood and let out his cat ears and tail.

"Even if I'm wanted by the government?" He asked, his heart thumping hard in his chest and his eyes shining with emotion.

"Of course" you said, hugging him tightly "I will protect you with my life" you promised.

He tightened the hold around your body and lifted your feet a few centimeters in the air out of excitedness. Then you both giggled and shared a loving kiss, sealing this new pact between you two.

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

Sooo...I sat down and started this on my last day of classes before my vacations and definitely didn't expect this to be so long! I just finished it today, two weeks later! My initial plan was to write a brief summary for each character but this ended up being a whole episode of how Venti entered our lives. And he's only the first of 5 catboys who are coming to revolutionize our home!

In the next episode: Xiao!

#genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin smut #venti smut #genshin impact #fanfic #genshin fanfic #genshin catboys #venti catboy #catboy #venti x you #venti x reader #venti fanfic #venti fluff #venti romance

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spadecentral · 1 year

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🐈 Cat Hugger | Venti x Reader

>> requested: no >> a/n: happy birthday @indulgentandidiotic!!! ilysm

>> masterlist: mondstadt >> summary: venti and you get a little too drunk one night, and venti forgets about his allergies >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): alcohol;

"One more!" you giggled out, raising your glass drunkenly. You and Venti had resolved into giggles after you watched someone trip on the stair ten minutes earlier.

"Oh no," Diluc said as he swiped both of your glasses. "I think thats enough for the two of you."

"Aweeee," your boyfriend whined. "Not even on their biiiirthday?"

"..." Diluc paused, and he looked like he was considering on being lenient before saying, "No."

“But its my birthday!” you groggily rubbed your eyes, absolutely trashed.

“I’m not going to have two drunkards passed out in my tavern, and I certainly don’t want to throw you both out while unconscious.” the redhead’s tone turned to one of a disappointed mother. “Go home, [Name] and Venti.”

A long, drawn-out sigh escaped Venti's lips, 'Fineeee~, lets go [Name]. We can find something better to do without the likes of him anyhow."

Grabbing the bards hand, you stumbled upwards and almost fell onto him. "Alright, babe."

"Thanks for the wine, Diluc!" Venti exclaimed as he opened the door to the tavern.

"Yeah! G'night!" you called out, and a chorus of 'goodnights' responded.

Outside the tavern, you and Venti had nowhere to go but home. But, Venti didn't want to go home just yet. So instead you both endlessly wandered the streets. Unfortunately you and Venti had the misfortune of passing by The Cat's Tail, the place that was inhabited by Venti's sworn enemies. Cats.

But instead of sneezing and running in the other direction, Venti went up and started petting the cats instead. Now, the both of you being drunker than a pirate—no disrespect to Kaeya, of course—didn't remember that Venti is, in fact, allergic to the furry felines.

"Oh aren't you just a shmsuhsshdsds," Venti cooed as he rubbed his face into the cat's face.

"Hahaha, Venti you're getting a little red!" you giggled, pointing at the rash that was forming on his skin. "...You're forming a rash, Venti."

Suddenly, drunk you and sober you had synced up. Rushing to grab Venti, you pull him by the arm as far away from the cats and into your apartment, almost on the other side of town entirely.

Waking up with a major headache the next morning, Venti found your arms wrapped around his waist and a lot of bandages covering his skin. Curious and itchy, Venti peeked under one of them to find a rash all along his skin.

Those damn cats... he thinks, creasing his brow at the thought. But before long, he sighs. At least I have them here to keep me company, he smiles before snuggling back under the covers with you, wrapping his arms around your waist too.

#venti x reader #genshin venti #genshin impact venti #venti genshin impact #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #venti fanfic #genshin #@.genshin.works

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shadowcatzone · 1 year

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-a continuation of "single S/O drunk, kisses venti" continues at waking up to venti (this is perfect bc i remember just enough to make it seem like hazy memories)-

[Part 1]

<<The next morning, you wake up to a soft melody. He greets you with a smile. You remember what happened the evening before, so, naturally, beet red, you want to sink into the ground>>

You decide to look anywhere except for the bards face. "Uhm... g-good morning..." you flinch as he sets his lyre aside. "Good morning," he smiles, "do you remember what happened yesterday?" You feel yourself getting a shade redder, if that's even possible. "...I thought as much. It's hard to forget i suppose! I'm truly flattered." You look to the window, pondering wether a broken leg is a price worth paying to get out of the situation. "It's not worth it, the window is made with individual glass panes." You don't ask how he knows this, groaning instead. Instead, you turn your attention to him. He looks somewhat disheveled, like he tried to adjust his attire and only mildly succeeded. He smiles, which immediately brings you close to tears. "P-please don't laugh at me..." his face falls in a second, then he hugs you, holds you close. "I would never laugh... you showed me how you feel, and i don't particularly enjoy playing on peoples heartstrings," he chuckles, "that's what my lyre is for."

You stay like this for a while. It's truly soothing, in more ways than one. "...May i sit next to you?" You nod into his chest, he slowly sinks down next to you, while adjusting the way he holds you. Never once letting you go. "You remember what happened yesterday. Do you mind telling me how you feel? Please? I promise i won't laugh." You feel very uncomfortable all of a sudden. "I-i like you, a lot," he sighs, audibly keeping himself from chuckling, he promised he wouldn't laugh! He clears his throat, leans down next to your ear and whispers, "oh, you like me, do you? So cute," you're close to tears again, "that's okay, i like you too. At least twice as much." You sigh in relief. Then you hit his shoulder, teary eyed "why would you say it like that!?" To which he responds with laughter. "Aww, i'm sorry windblume," he wipes a tear from his eye. He's laughing so hard, the audacity! Then he wipes the tears from your eyes, "you should never give away an answer too readily. I am a bard, after all!" You wonder what that has to do with anything, but it seems to be his excuse to everything.

"Are we- are we still in the tavern?" "Sure are. ...we should probably leave by the way, this is diluc's office." You check, and sure enough, the man himself is sitting at a desk, pointedly ignoring both of you. How you missed him before eludes you. Regardless, you get up, and immediately, you almost fall to the floor, a splitting headache making itself known, venti quickly holding onto you. "Oh, hehe~ thank you for lending her the bed, master diluc! I'll accompany her home." Rather than answer, diluc loudly dropped a ledger on his desk, muttering something under his breath.

You arrive home, headache still present, and lie down in your bed after drawing the curtains. About five minutes later, venti walks in with a glass in his hand. He places it on the bedside drawer, before somehow getting under you. You groan in protest, mumbling about your hangover. "Shhh... it's okay, windblume. You should drink a bit, it'll make it better." You get up slightly, to drink whatever he brought for you to drink. It's a little sparkly, maybe put something in it. But you drink half a glass before laying your head on his lap. "Later," he starts, "i'll tell you exactly who your lover is, you'll hardly believe it." You make no sense of the words, but that might also be your hangover. He massages your temples, softly humming a melody as you drift to sleep once more.

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Thats a lie you play with my heartstrings all day everyday

#i'm eating gilbird #genshin impact #genshin venti #genshin barbatos #venti x reader #venti x you #genshin fanfic #venti the bard #venti fanfic

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branches-of-time · 1 year

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It Ain't The Whiskey

"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.'”

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.

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.

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.

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.

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