#diluc x yn

— what are you willing to do?

SUMMARY: just the things they’re willing to do and they do when they’re courting you.

FEATURING: diluc, kaeya, childe and zhongli

WARNINGS: mentions of violence and death in childe’s part.

NOTE: i’m back everyone! *looks at my asks and schedule* maybe not… *goes into hiatus for a month*

DILUC

• even though diluc is a very busy man, he doesn’t forget to give you your favourite flowers every morning—with a letter containing compliments and other things he wants to say.
• free drinks at the tavern. he would give it to you in front of everyone with a soft smile just so that everyone will know that he adores you and you only.
• giving you gifts. it’s either something that reminded him of you or something you eyed last week when he accompanied you because you wanted to buy groceries (he was about to pay for everything you bought but you stopped him and said that it’s fine but in the end, diluc won and paid for it.)
• letters, again. if he has some free time, he would write you letters. sometimes, it contains poems but he thought it was cringe so he swore he won’t write you anything like that again—and now, his letters only contain how he misses you (if he’s in another nation doing business) and how he wants to see you…or just straight up praises.
• he’s willing to do anything for you, no questions asked. he doesn’t care if it’s going to make him look stupid. he doesn’t care if he’s going to get hurt in the process. this man loves you so much that he doesn’t care about anything when it comes to you.
• he’s a 10/10. i’m going to say yes immediately.

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KAEYA

• when he told you how he feels about you, you thought he was only joking. you thought that it was just kaeya being kaeya—but he wasn’t. he was serious.
• like diluc, he will give you flowers too! he’s willing to neglect his work as the cavalry captain just to annoy and flirt with you.
• speaking of flirting, this man only flirts with you. he doesn’t flirt with any random people anymore—just you.
• the literal definition of “cool on the outside, sweating on the inside”.
• to you, he’s like a mysterious man—full of hidden secrets and mysteries but he’s willing to tell every single thing about him to you when the time comes.
• this man’s love language is physical touch and quality time (same kaeya, same) so expect this man to be clingy. CLINGY. he’s literally attached to your hip when he has free time.
• ah yes, trust. kaeya trusts you so much that for the first time (in like- forever) he took his eyepatch off in front of you as he smiled softly. his adoration for you written in his eyes.
• and for the second time, kaeya felt the warmth of a home—and it’s you. his safe haven.

CHILDE

• literally has his guard down when he’s with you, shows you his “true and real” emotions, laughs with you but very loudly, can’t stop wheezing every time you make a joke about something and you’re telling me that this man isn’t down bad for you?!?!
• he spoils you so much. gifts, and other things? he got you covered bro. you don’t have to worry about mora when childe’s there. you just gotta chill and let him court you.
• even if he’s doing his missions, his brain can’t stop thinking about you. you’re literally on his mind 24/7.
• to quench his “y/n starved” self, he looks up and watches the stars. it reminds him of your eyes…shining and full of emotions, unlike his.
• when he’s done with his missions, he will go straight back to you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist as he whispers in your ear how much he missed you.
• LMAO why is he acting like you guys have any label
• like diluc, he’s willing to do anything for you. he already stained his hands—and it won’t hurt him if he stains it more. he will do unspeakable acts for you. he will quit the fatui if you want him too. mans obsessed…

ZHONGLI

• he’s so old fashioned when it comes to courting but i love him for that and i know you do to :((
• he treats you very gently. he respects your boundaries and privacy too (not in a yandere way but this guy sometimes follows you for fun and to know more about you)
• acts of service and gift giving is his love language. he will give you trinkets that remind him of you or he made by himself. he will also accompany you if you like! it doesn’t matter where you want to go—he will follow you.
• compliments and praises EVERY SINGLE DAY. this man won’t get tired and he never runs out of things to say too! sometimes, he will brag about your achievements in front of childe and hutao! he can’t even control how his lips form into a smile when he talks about you!
• he’s willing to do anything for you (3) and he’s also willing to spend his everyday life with you—since mortals only have a little time to live.
• he literally keeps everything he does with you in his mind—his favourite moments, the times he made you flustered, and the times he kissed your knuckles goodbye.

if anyone wants a part 2, i’m up for it :D

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felt all of the stress of his job starting to weigh down on him. It took a physical toll, dragging lines down his face and tensing his shoulders. Everything was becoming too much. He had a huge pile of paperwork to finish by the end of the day, which was in three hours, and still had to patrol the city to check for threats. Placing his head in his hands and staring at the mahogany desk slightly below him, the man realized that for the first time in a while, he may genuinely need a break.

As if someone had been sent by the archons themselves to answer Diluc’s silent prayer, a knock resounded through the quiet study. Raising his gaze, the crimson-haired male uttered a deep ‘enter’, before straightening his posture. In you walked, a steaming cup of tea sitting in your free hand. You offered a smile, the expression seeming to light up the entire room around you. 

Your beam soon fell, however, when you noticed the gauntness of your husband’s face. The exhaustion was obvious, prominent eyebags sitting under his dulled crimson irises. His hair was haphazardly pulled into a messy ponytail, and his cheeks were sunken in. It seemed he had been overworking himself again. A frown crawled onto your lips as you made your way to his side, setting the heated drink on the desk before turning to fully face Diluc.

Before you could open your mouth and chastise the man, his head fell forward, landing on your soft stomach. The unexpected action brought a small squeak of surprise from your mouth, as you slowly raised your hands.

“Please, allow me to stay like this. Just for a moment.”

How could you ever deny a request like that? Smiling ever so slightly, you placed one hand on the top of Diluc’s head, the other on the side of his face not pressed against your body. Your fingers gently carded through his hair, fixing the stray strands and tidying the ponytail up. The wine tycoon felt all of the stress beginning to melt from his body, shoulders slowly lowering as his features relaxed. It was all he could do to stay awake and mutter out a single sentence.

“Thank you.”

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always writes little notes for you when he leaves early for work. He can’t even imagine what it’s like to wake up to an empty and cold bed, him long gone for a day of managing a business and manor. So, he will leave little notes on the kitchen table, little post-its that say things like ‘I will be home early tonight, I can’t wait to see you’ or even a simple ‘I adore you’. Sometimes, if you’re extra lucky, he’ll even make you breakfast. Somehow, it always seems to be the perfect temperature for eating right when you notice it.

makes sure that when you’re assigned to a mission outside of Mondstat’s safe walls, it’s one with him. When confronted, he will deny having a say in your job, merely attesting the ‘coincidence’ to fate, or sometimes teasing you by accusing you of changing the assignments yourself. In truth, he worries about you. He knows how capable you are and has seen your strength firsthand, but fear still manages to cage his heart in an inescapable bind. What if you meet something stronger than you? No, he couldn’t handle loosing you. So, instead, Kaeya will follow you, ensuring your safety, but not without a few cunning remarks and teasing flirts. After all, he would truly follow you to the ends of the Earth, if only you asked.

finds himself asking you to be a helper for his research more often than not. It started out with a simple request for you to become a sketching subject for him. As time went on, he found himself drawing you when he zoned out, picturing the way the reflecting sunlight cascaded across your skin when you stared out at the piles of snow. So, to quell this confusing need to be close to you, Albedo offers you a position as his assistant. When you are around, the male begins to wonder if he should study the meaning of beauty and why he finds you to be the most accurate description he has ever witnessed.

always stumbles to you after getting hurt on a job, no matter how far into headquarters you are. Sure, it’s quite difficult to dodge all of his subordinates when he’s dripping blood, but seeing your smiling face is more than worth it. When you usher him into your private quarters with an exclamation of shock and worry, he can’t keep the grin down. Your voice is soft when you chastise him, warning him of the stinging before beginning to clean his wounds. Childe finds that in these moments, where he is laying in a sunbathed room, watching the wind blow tree branches just beyond the window, and the only sound audible is that of your soft mutters and breaths as you dab antiseptic on his injuries, he feels most at home. 

wishes to listen to you speak more than speak himself. This is quite a change from his normal behavior, when he eagerly recounts stories of days long forgotten. Said change even shocked the archon himself. Zhongli finds that when he is with you, his interest in the past dwindles just the slightest. Instead, he is quick to lend an ear to your problems. The god finds you most beautiful when you speak of things that make you happy, eyes shining and gentle smile playing on your lips. He will quietly commit every single thing you say to memory, so even if the day comes that you two must part, your words will dance through his mind infinitely. Yours are ones he could never forget.

head empty,,,, only-

Diluc helping his afab!reader while they’re on their period. He hates watching them writhe in pain as they groan about cramps, silently cursing his inability to offer any aid. Then, it hits him. Hot water bottles are supposed to help, so what about a 5′9 heated hunk of muscle? This was one time the male could appreciate his naturally high body temperature.

Wordlessly, he slipped into bed beside them, situating his glove-free hand on the small of their back to pull them closer. At first, Y/N was confused, eyes opening and blinking curiously at their boyfriends actions. But, once they felt the relief that came from the warmth Diluc exuded, they needed no other hint to cuddle into his side, releasing a sigh of contentedness as they did so.

Diluc felt his heart clench at their actions, suppressing the small smile threatening to break onto his lips. Instead, he busied himself with tracing small shapes into their shoulder and back back with a single finger.

Y/N had done so much for him, thawed his seemingly frozen heart, and brought a flicker of light to what seemed an endless void of darkness. Anything Diluc could offer them, from a shoulder to cry on to a human heating pad when their cramps became too much, he would offer without a second thought. 

a.n) HI HI EVERYONE OMFG IM SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG I WAS GONE! genshin has literally taken over my life AHA um!! i will do my best to be more active, but for now expect reallyyyy irregular posts. also yes, i am hormonal and on my period so. take this.

diluc takes a tumble, and you take it upon yourself to patch him up.

it’s not that diluc’s against healers. he’s well-aware that they serve a very important function, and that their talents should not go unappreciated. but as much as he knows that, and as much as he understands that being in top form is essential for what he does of an evening, he still won’t go to one.

he just doesn’t like making a fuss.

besides, he’s only got a few cuts and bruises. chances are they’d heal in a few days anyway – and to avoid any questions, he could just hole up in the winery. occasional hermitage isn’t unusual for him, nor would anyone think it strange. so while it’s more than he usually comes away with, he thinks it’s nothing to get worked up about.

you disagree.

he hadn’t expected you to be here, nor had any of the staff alerted him to your arrival. he’d found you poking around the foyer when he got home, slick with sweat and bush branches tangled in his hair. in any other circumstance, he would have found the wide-eyed surprise on your face endearing. but as it was immediately followed up with fuss, he resigned instead to a feeling of mild displeasure.

“it’s unusual for you to be bested,” you muse, dabbing gently at the graze on his chin. “should monstadt start panicking?”

somehow, you’d sat him down in a chair upstairs and gathered a makeshift medical kit from various places in the building. diluc doesn’t even know where you’d managed to find all these things. he’s also not sure if you’ve got any medical prowess to boast of. 

“i wasn’t bested,” diluc mumbles, doing everything within his power to stop himself from looking at your face. he thinks he might burn up otherwise. “i… tripped.”

“you tripped?” you sound like you didn’t believe him.

“yes,” diluc says, with the reticence of a man nursing a deep concern for his honour, “i tripped over some branches lying around the hilichurl encampment.”

“you got all these cuts and bruises from a couple of branches?” you’re growing more skeptical by the minute.

there’s a long silence, heavy with your disbelief. 

“their camp was right next to a cliff,” he admits. “so, as you can imagine…”

“you fell off a cliff?” your jaw drops.

“yes,” he says, stoutly.

you laugh. it starts small, a little chuckle you seem to be keeping to yourself, but then it blossoms, loud and raucous and likely noisy enough to give his staff cause for concern. it startles him – he’s never seen you like this, eyes squeezed shut  as you’re keeled over, a fist pressed to your mouth as though you’re trying to stuff the laughter back inside. it almost feels like a mockery of some kind, but he struggles to articulate how. 

yet something in diluc’s heart stirs. something strange, something new, something he hasn’t let himself give in to. he’s felt it before, but he’s never let it take shape, never let himself dwell on it. such feelings are dangerous – distractions at best and a hinderance at worst. or, that’s what he likes to tell himself. it’s a good a reason as any to keep them to himself, shoved as far back in his chest as possible. 

“what’s so funny?” he asks. his cheeks feel hot, and he’s becoming less sure he likes the sound of your laughter. 

“it’s just the thought of you—you tumbling—” you’re still giggling as you try to speak, cheeks round and eyes sparkling as you look at him.

he still doesn’t understand why you find it so amusing. if you were to go tumbling off the side of a cliff, he couldn’t imagine himself finding such humour in it. but perhaps that’s because you yourself would laugh it off. you’ve never taken yourself too seriously, and he’s well aware of his reputation as a man with little mirth. 

he thinks, in passing, that he would like to make you laugh more. but, he hasn’t the first idea how (and he has no intention of tumbling off any more cliffs). for now he lets you wear yourself out, waiting (impatiently) for you to regain your composure. 

“i’m sorry,” you say as you take a deep breath, “the visual was just… just too much.” 

diluc has nothing to say to that. he just grimaces, clenching his gloved fists in his lap. 

your eyes are already back on his face, carefully looking for any unattended scrapes. “besides, i’m just glad you’re okay.” 

he’s startled for the second time tonight. you sounded so… sincere, as you said it. and you’d said it like it was nothing – but to him, such small words… he knows there’s still people who worry about him – if he got seriously injured, jean would surely have a panic, and while kaeya was a problem all of his own, diluc was sure he would have at least a little worry in his heart. but to have someone say it to his face, with no worries about how he might perceive or it how appropriate it may be… it’s exhilarating. 

and diluc thinks it’s stupid that he’s so worked up about it. 

“don’t waste your time worrying about me,” he mumbles. he’s sure you can feel the heat emanating off him. 

“i know you’re more than capable of taking yourself,” you hum with a smile. “but that’s not going to stop me worrying about you.” 

diluc mumbles something incoherent. even he’s not quite sure what he meant to say. 

that tugging in his chest won’t stop. but what was he supposed to do? you are one of the few people he can truly call friend – and of all the people he knows, you aren’t imbricated in the trauma of his past. your opinion of him isn’t coloured by who he used to be. there’s a freedom, a space to breathe in your relationship. you don’t pity him in the slightest, because you weren’t there. you remind him of the dawn, all gentle light and hope. 

how would you respond, if he dared tell you that your touch made him feel like he might implode? if he admitted to wanting to lean into your touch? 

he’s not brave enough for that. what if you found the thought repulsive? what if such an admission would permanently fracture the relationship you had? diluc is used to taking calculated risks – but this is one area he has no confidence in.

for now, he just wants to relish in this moment, as much as your touch makes him feel like he’s about to fall apart. 

for now, this tenderness is enough.

sincerely, yours – diluc ragnvindr

letter #2 for my700 event
to:@x-zho
prompt: diluc + “it’s been a while” + angst/comfort
notes:i literally made this prompt with diluc in mind LMAO so good for you <3 also i’m always happy to write stuff for you + for diluc!! and i’m v much enjoying your other req. anyways, i hope i did him justice <3 enjoy mwah

dearest,

i sincerely apologize for not contacting you sooner. i’m not sure if i’m even permitted to call you dearest, love, or anything of the sort after such a prolonged and unwarranted absence. it’s been a long four years away from mondstadt, away from you, but i have in no way expected you to anticipate my return.

i left quite… abruptly, four years ago. i did not warn you of my departure, nor did i give you – or myself – the chance for a proper goodbye. i should be back within a month’s time, although there is no definitive date on which i will arrive, as delays due to weather and the collapse of roads are quite common when traveling by foot across teyvat.

i fear i have hurt you deeply with my sudden departure and lack of contact for the past years. it is no excuse, but i hope you will understand that i did not want you to see me in such a state. i believe that, in any case, you will find me to be a very different person from the one you used to know. as such, i don’t expect you to see me, nor are you under any obligation to do so, but i would appreciate it deeply if i might be able to take up a bit of your time, just to see your face again.

i know that a written apology is hardly sufficient for how i left things, and in any case i could beg forgiveness from dusk until dawn and never deserve it.

i’ve missed you more than i could possibly express, and more than you may know. as i find myself growing unbearably weary, i find that i wish to return to mondstadt, and specifically, to your embrace.

i hope this letter finds you in good health, and not wanting for anything. please know that should you ever require my assistance, you need only ask.

with all the love i may be allowed to bestow upon you,
yours,
diluc ragnvindr