plot: the way they ask for affection when they’re not feeling their best
contains: tartaglia, diluc, kaeya
warnings: it gets a little angsty in childe’s and diluc’s, but nothing too serious. diluc being grumpy but are we surprised
authors note: for the one anon who wanted fluff as an apology, here u go!!
tartaglia
i guess i just need to be close to someone for a bit
listen i know he’s listed as one of the clingiest and cringiest of genshin boys, but i personally think he’s so used to being on his own, that he slowly forgets how easy it actually was for him to ask for these kind of things as a kid
because for sure he was a momma’s boy who never had a hard time saying “hug me” or “sing me something” or “read me a story”, he was, and still is, a communicative person.
but the sheer transition from the warmth of his home to the coldness of military training at a young age toughened him up enough to forget those little instincts a bit
you’re both sitting in his office, focused on some work, he’s doing his papers with the most bored expression ever, obviously office duties are not his favorites at all.
you were lost in some book for a good couple of hours, before finally deciding to get up and stretch your muscles a bit. without a word, not to disturb childe, who you know has a hard time focusing when it comes to documents and all those little “fine prints”, you go towards the door, intending to leave.
“where’re ya going?” he mumbles, not lifting his eyes up.
“oh, to take a walk, i think” you answer quickly, before pressing on the doorknob. he does look at you, expression suggesting he has something to say, but ultimately he doesn’t, only nodding, as you leave.
before you can reach the front door of the northland bank though, quick footsteps follow you down the stairs.
“actually” you hear behind you, and turn around to see the most trouble look you’ve ever seen on his face “if it’s not any trouble, can you wait for me to finish, and we’ll go together?” he pleads.
you don’t see why not, but why was he so hesitant about it?
“of course”
you go back upstairs, and he assures you it’s not gonna take any longer than fifteen minutes.
“sorry, it’s just a bit… ah, you know what, nevermind” a smile falls onto his lips, and he waves off whatever comment he had.
well, someone’s acting weird.
“tell me” you say, getting comfortable on the couch “you look stressed, what’s up?” when he still doesn’t answer, you walk over to him, hands traveling up to gently fiddle with his fluffy hair.
“it’s a bit easier for me to focus when you’re around” he admits, not looking at you. “in a foreign country, hundreds of kilometers away from my own people, and on hard terms with the ones i love the most, the loneliest i feel is in this office, when there’s no stimulation to keep my brain busy. you being here just puts my mind at ease, however dumb that sounds” he laughs off his own problems, a common response he has.
you can’t help but smile at how difficult that was for him to admit.
“i guess i just need to be close to someone for a bit” he whispers, half hoping you won’t hear, but you do.
“okay” you say softly “that’s completely okay, but, just feel free to tell me”
he nods.
“i’m just being dramatic” he chuckles again, already not liking the vulnerability in what he says. “there are not even that many things to be missed in snezhnaya, especially not the people”
you smile.
“regardless. it’s normal to feel lonely and sad, even if technically there’re people around you. actually, it’s normal to feel in general, you know?” you wink at him knowingly, referring to how he tends to mask whatever is going on in his head all the time.
when he doesn’t answer, you lean forward to press a short kiss to his forehead. “chop chop, pretty boy, let’s go for that walk, you could use one”
diluc
i don’t want to be alone
we all know this one sucks at opening up to anybody
he considers anything he feels a sign of weakness, and wants to surpass it as fast as he can
his inner fight with his emotions is visible to others, no matter how hard he tries to hide it, noticeable by how he’s quieter, less focused, and more likely to snap out of the blue
which is exactly what is about to happen, when you’re helping him close up angel’s share, hating the silence between the two of you.
diluc is usually closed off, but that doesn’t mean he won’t hold conversation with you when you two are alone, in fact, those are the times he looks forward to in a day. he hopes to see you pop into the alcohol-smelling room and brighten it up with the way you smile at him, talking about your day, asking about his.
this time, however, he doesn’t answer at all, focused on the way loneliness is eating him up inside, with the feeling of helplessness at not being able to tell anybody what’s going on, even though the right person to listen is within arm reach from him.
“are you even listening?” you whine, hands theatrically falling onto the bar, a faux frown on your face. “diluc!” you say louder, to snap him out of his train of thought.
“fucking archons, what?” he finally snaps, the towel on his shoulder falling. “what’s so important?”
you’re taken aback a bit by his mean remark, not knowing what to answer.
“are you listening?” you repeat, quieter, and he replies instantly.
“no, i’m working, if that’s not obvious already” the sarcasm in his voice apparent as ever.
“well, i did offer to help” you continue “you just didn’t answer” your hand reaches for the cleaning product he has standing on the bar, but his hand takes it away.
“no, you’ll interrupt”
that did hurt you a bit, and you decide to get your stuff and leave him for a bit, to cool off and come to terms with himself. but as you’re about to get up and walk over to the door, a mumble reaches your ears.
“please don’t go” he says a lot softer than he did before. “i don’t want to be alone”
the quiet desperation in his voice hits you, and you stop in your tracks.
“but you don’t want to talk?”
“no.” he shakes his head instantly. “not yet” he adds after a while.
“mhm, fine” you answer, settling back into your spot. “come sit, though, i’m sure you’ve been on your feet enough today.”
he hesitantly comes over to sit on the other side of the bar, your hand instantly covering his, thumb moving in soothing motions.
“you know all you had to do was just ask, right?”
he nods.
“sorry.”
kaeya
can you sing me something?
now this one, he might seem more open, but he just has a mental limit of how far he can go without entering the level of vulnerability he’s scared of
he’s an upbeat person on the outside, but even he, the mighty calvary captain, has his worse days.
he’s used to being told he’s annoying, even taking pride in how many times he can make diluc say that in one day. but after a particularly nasty fight between him and bartender, rosaria being there and taking the redhead’s side, he decides not to spend his evening at angel’s share
it comes off as a surprise for you, to see kaeya at home by the time you get there, so you don’t even take off your shoes before walking over to the couch he was laying on, an arm over his eyes to cover them from the light.
“are you drunk?” you giggle, your voice startling him awake from the half-sleep he was so obviously in.
“no” he simply answers, standing up slowly, and gently grabbing your waist before placing a soft kiss on your cheek. “you hungry?” he asks, walking over to the kitchen.
“a bit, yeah” you nod, slightly surprised by his behavior. “how was your day?”
“normal” he shoots back, swiftly moving around the kitchen to warm up some dinner for you. silence falls on the two of you after that. you don’t know what to start with, he’s not in the usual mood for talking. “here you go” he says after a while, placing a plate for you on the table, sitting on the other side.
not even your usual ‘voilà’? you think to yourself, thanking him before sitting down. throughout your meal, you study his face. he barely says anything, eyes set on the surface of the table, not lifting once, even his usually busy fingers staying still.
“alright, mister” you finally speak up, voice firm and determined. “come on.” you get up, stretching to take his hand into yours, guiding him to follow your lead to the couch, where you sit, inviting him to do the same, and when he does you pull his shirt, making him fall directly onto your lap. he shoots you a confused look, and you explain “you didn’t even say anything like your usual ‘oho, well thank you, but may i ask to what do i owe the pleasure?’” you mimic kaeya’s voice terribly enough to make him smile a little. “so we’re gonna sit here until you tell me what’s wrong”
he studies your expression for a long while, not believing how did he ever get this lucky, and how could he ever forget that no matter how annoying did he think he was, he would never be that to you.
he takes a big inhale before explaining, shortly and not in detail. you nod along the way, and think what to say for a bit after he finishes.
“well, the past is the past. there’s nothing we can do with what happened, but we can change the way we’re dealing with it, and the way we act in the future.” you state, and with the clarity of your voice, his composure is coming back to him. “it’s late, we’re both tired, let’s not go over this in detail, okay? for now, tell me what i can do to make you feel better”
he finds himself dumbfounded at your question. he doesn’t remember the last time he has been asked that the last time, and has no idea how to answer you. you see his gaze flickering from place to place, as if the answer is gonna show up on the ceiling, but ultimately, he replies quietly:
“can you, maybe, sing me something?” the hesitation in his voice is disarming, and you can’t help but smile at how cute that sounded, flattered by the realization that your voice must be soothing to him. he clears his throat. “since we both know, your voice is way outta this world?” he adds a lot more confidently, and you let out a chuckle.
“seems as though you’re already feeling better.”
your friendly reminder that requests are open [here]
TW DEATH, TW BLOOD please do not proceed if you’re uncomfortable with the topics
ps: the song tartaglia is singing at the end is a rough translation of голубой вагон, a song from an old tv show for kids!
tartaglia
it’s always been promises over promises with him. many times has he came home from work covered in blood, dead eyes wandering around looking everywhere but not into yours, wounds bleeding over his clothes, leaving nasty scars behind. countless times had you pleaded him to watch out more, to be more careful, to choose his battles wisely, you reminded him that you couldn’t bare to loose him.
and countless times had he responded that you’re being silly, nobody could ever kill him, that he’s never gonna leave you alone, he’ll always be there for you, that he won’t loose.
and he kept his end of the deal this time. as a soldier you know one thing: if there’s an order, there’s no room for discussion, it just needs to be done and that’s it. so he fulfilled your order, he stayed alive.
so why didn’t you?
he never imagined it’d turn out this way. never in his deepest nightmares on the longest nights of the year. he would never wish on his worst enemy to be seeing his love loose life in front of them.
and yet here he was - restrain of the abyss herald’s grip on his wrists as he screamed, and screamed, even though he didn’t hear anything.
why was his body so weak? why couldn’t he just push him away and save you? why, why the fuck, when he needed his own abyssal powers, they wouldn’t work?
the sad smile of a blonde girl wielding a bloody sword before your falling body enraged him to the brim, anger tuning down all the other feelings, making him finally snap out of the herald’s hold, running towards you, tripping over his own feet in a rush.
“hey, hey, love, look at me” he didn’t know if it was a whisper or a cry, nevertheless he pleaded endlessly “it’s okay, you’re fine, i got you now, don’t worry”
was he calming you, or was he calming himself? your lost eyes finally found their way to his, as you opened your mouth in attempt to talk.
“shh, okay, don’t push it, save your energy for surviving” he put his hand on your cheek, gently wiping down the sweat, blood and tears.
“seems i finally managed to get back at you, tartaglia” the woman’s voice behind him suddenly exclaimed, walking over to the two of you. the redhead’s expression turned furious as his eyes sparkled with a dangerous shade of purple, overtaking the eveblue hue, an electric polearm appearing in his grip.
“one more step and you’ll be wishing you were never born” he gritted, hand shaking a bit from emotion. “fucking run”
the figure laughed bitterly before truly disappearing, or maybe she just walked away? you couldn’t notice, not with your vision blurring into one mush of images before your eyes.
a sudden need for your lover hit you, and with everything you had, you tugged on his uniform.
“ajax?” you muttered, and felt his muscles tense upon hearing the name.
“yeah? come on, love, let’s get you outta here” he smiled, or at least you thought he smiled, before struggling to lift you up, his arms tired and covered in cuts to add to his collection of scars.
you shook your head.
“can you— can you do something for me?” you coughed, feeling a watery substance flood your mouth.
“mhm, i’ll do anything, as soon as we get out of here” he promised, hopes of getting you to safety never fading away.
“no, no ajax, that— that won’t be n-necessary” you whispered with a weak smile. “i just want to hear your voice one more time”
your arms were fighting against him only gently, strength leaving your muscles, but he still abandoned his tries of lifting you with a broken cry.
“you’re gonna hear it every day, sweetheart, every day until you get sick of it” he kept saying “you still need to hear all my dumb jokes, all my million i love you’s, and all my stupid teasing, you’re gonna have to tell me to shut up so many times— who’s gonna tell me to shut up if not you?” tears dropped onto your cheek in a rapid pace, warming dots on the cold skin sending last messages to your tired brain. “i’m gonna make you get sick of it, pinky promise” he laughed through the tears, lacing your fingers together without waiting for your approval.
“can you… sing me that one s-song you said always put your siblings to s-sleep with?” your breaths were labored as if ripped out of your chest by force. “you know, the one you showed qiqi that one time?”
“but you won’t understand a thing, though” he chuckled, wiping his own eyes, and you shook your head.
“i don’t need to. your voice is pretty, do you… do you know that?”
he agreed to your plea with pain stabbing his chest, moving both of you towards a nearby wall, leaning on it for support, before he started to hum a melody born and sang in the land of snow and cold, the notes ironically warming up your slowing heart.
he couldn’t dare look at you, but his hand kept playing with your hair mindlessly as he sang. as predicted, you couldn’t single out any words, but the sound of it alone was peaceful and put your heartrate at ease, words almost not sounding like words, more like something that was meant to be a melody, and not to be spoken with. soon the sounds started fading away, and you gripped tartaglia’s hand tighter, afraid he’ll go away. you didn’t want him to go.
(…)a long, long road swirls and twirls, disappearing somewhere behind the horizon, oh everybody, everybody can dream a beautiful dream (…)
a scream left his throat when you stopped responding to his nudges, body remaining in his arms for long hours, an electric spark painting his irises.
they would pay for this with a river of blood and suffering, every single one of them, even if it would be the last thing tartaglia ever did.
if this is the hill he’d die on, he’d gladly do it, for you.
kaeya
it’s been a while since kaeya was deployed to a field fight, and to be honest, he wasn’t so sure of his abilities, after all, all he did for a long time was practice with bennett, but orders were orders, and so he went into battle. he wished he could have you by his side, but you were leading another group of knights, destined to hit the enemy’s resting place from some place else.
despite his previous worries, everything was going surprisingly smoothly and well. at one point he felt something heavy smash against his back, but looking over your shoulder he saw you, gasping for air.
“everything fine over here, captain?” you asked teasingly, the everlasting smile on your lips making kaeya grin as well.
“with such great support, how could it not?”
and it did go great, actually, another great victory against the abyss, another question for kaeya to keep himself with at night - was he on the right side of things? should he feel sympathy for his now foes? should he feel like he belonged with people who abandoned him? was it bad that he didn’t?
he struggled with every thin and perfect slice of his sword, but managed to pull through, as orders are always orders, feeling happy about being able to go home with you and let the feeling of your fingers brushing against his face numb the hole he felt forming in his chest.
so, he looked around to find you. maybe before you could go to the tavern and have one quick drink to help you both sleep? diluc acted like he didn’t, but he would want to see that kaeya is alive and well, so he could peacefully ignore his existence again.
“darling” he almost chirped, feeling great to drop the military ranks and refer to you as a lover should, with care and fondness, but his voice stuck in his throat when he saw one last abyss mage’s flames go right through you.
suddenly all the moral issues were settled for him, priorities set straighter than ever.
one second, and he was there, one more and the mage was no longer a threat, an icy figure in the shape of him turning into dust, the next moment kaeya was right beside you, your head on his thighs, as he gently patted your cheeks to stir you awake.
“jean!” he yelled with all he had “jean, get me a medic!”
people were rushing all around, causing terrible noise and commotion, yet no one was there to hear his plea, which he repeated over and over. finally he grabbed one knight by their forearm and ordered them to send for the acting grandmaster as soon as possible.
“kaeya” you gasped, noticing his face hover above yours. “kaeya” you repeated “fuck, something hurts so much, what the hell happened?” you winced in pain, shifting and squirming around, bringing yourself more suffering than necessary.
“shh” he attempted calming you “it’s nothing, baby, it’s just a scratch” he smiled softly, trained excellent at hiding his own fear until a confident demeanor.
it was more than just a scratch.
“really? it— fucking hell, it burns so much, fuck, kaeya please, please make it stop” you begged, causing panic to settle deeper and deeper inside his stomach.
“mhm, someone is coming to treat this for you as we speak, they’re gonna be here any minute, sweets” he assured “they’re gonna bandage you up nicely and you’ll be up and ready to go!”
you nodded, but your breath still hitched and your eyes still wandered around in panic, as you squeezed kaeya’s hand tighter for grounding.
“am i gonna die? please don’t let me die, i don’t want to go yet, i’m not rea—“
“baby, baby, hey, calm down” he cooed, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “everything is okay, you’re okay, i’m not gonna let anybody die on my watch, okay?” his face went white when he saw his other hand, resting on your upper stomach, stained with much more blood than he’d like to see. fuck.
“i don’t want to go, i don’t want to, i don’t—“ you choked on your own tears, and the rest of what you intended to say was no longer audible. kaeya’s bloody hand went up to his mouth and nose in a desperate attempt to muffle his own cry of helplessness, as he looked around in search of jean, or any medic, or just anyone who had a bandage, but noticed no one.
“alright” he said, swiftly ripping off a sleeve of his attire, wrapping it over your body, just above the fatal wound. “i’m gonna do this shit myself” he groaned squeezing it tighter and tighter, but not even a whimper of pain left your mouth.
“feeling okay there, sweets?” he asked, constantly checking if the blood flow decreased, but you didn’t answer, causing him to look up to your pale face and fading eyes. “hey, no no no, do you hear me, y/n? please, tell me you hear me” his tone became less and less commanding and more of a beg.
“thank you, kaeya” you whispered softly, eyes shutting down “i’ll always look over you” you added.
“i don’t need you looking over me, i need you to look at me, or with me, or, fuck, just, don’t go, please, please don’t leave me here alone” his cries breaking in the middle of the sentence formed something that would be quite hard to understand, too bad you weren’t listening either way. “i need you here with me” he wanted to scream, but his tired throat only let out a bare whisper. his head dropped as he wept, not knowing how much time had passed before a hand touched his shoulder, hand belonging to master jean. he looked up at her with nothing but pain.
he finally understood what diluc felt when leaving the knights.
zhongli
after all those years, and all those loses, he thought he would get used to outliving people, even if the price was to stop caring completely. but as time flew by, he realized, it wasn’t getting any easier, not even a little.
obviously there was this voice at the back of his head that predicted how it’s all gonna go the second he met someone, along with the feeling of being above everybody else, of being different, superior, even.
but oh how foolish he was back when he thought being a god makes him somehow better than humans. how could he ever think that? the only difference that mattered was that he was significantly harder to kill.
and that stopped being an advantage at some point.
he had made a promise with himself never to fall in love again after what happened with his first. besides, what was the average life expectancy of a human? however long their life would be, it still wouldn’t pass for more than a second in the lifespan of a god. the decision of becoming dependent on somebody was just too stupid to make,
and yet here he was. by his desk in the funeral parlor, flicking through the pages of a book, but, uncharacteristically for himself, kept glancing at the clock to see when his shift would end and he could go on a long promised meeting with you. it was so close to striking the hour he hoped for, but then all of the sudden a faint knock interrupted the silence in the room.
“could you get it, mr zhongli?” director tao asked without her usual energetic undertone, focused on some finance book all scribbled over with her messy handwriting. he nodded, even though she couldn’t have noticed that, and walked over to the door.
imagine the surprise in his eyes when upon opening it, a heavy weight fell right into his arms, a whimper leaving your mouth as your burning forehead touched the material of his vest.
“love?” he asked, concerned, as he noticed redness spreading all over his attire, and the sickly colour of your skin. “are you alright? what happened?” he asked, strong arms lifting you up to your feet again, but still supporting your waist, your legs too weak to stand on their own.
“it was an… an accident, i didn’t- didn’t mean to” you breathed out, clinging onto his clothes, afraid to fall.
his at all times calm eyes examined your condition growing more and more worried, before it finally got to him that he needed to act fast.
“what the hell?” hu tao finally got up from her desk, and rushed over, swiftly knocking over things laying on zhongli’s desk, rushing him to put you there. after an irritated glance at the “child he can’t stand” he did agree to comply, putting you down slowly and securely.
only when they both looked at you this way did he realize how badly hurt you were, yet his mind was still irritatingly calm. that’s alright, he can just use his godly powers to help, right?
he put his hand down right above your wound and focused the energy inside him, yet nothing happened.
“mr zhongli, what on earth are you doing?!” the brunette yelled “go get baizhu or something!”
he frowned, distressed. “give me a second”
his eyes fluttered close again as he tried once more, his hand trembling, veins flexed, but to no avail.
he gasped for air both from frustration and tiredness, the reality hitting him all of the sudden,
you were dying. and he could do nothing. he gave up the power he could’ve used to help you now, oh how selfish he was, how reckless, even after all those years.
“send for baizhu!” he yelled, hu tao looking at him in disbelief
“that’s what i’ve been saying all along!” she shouted before leaving to get the medic, zhongli staying by your side.
“love” he whispered as soon as the door closed behind his boss. “look at me, please”
with effort, you opened your eyes and glanced at him, though your vision was blurry and you barely made out the details of his face, your hand went up to cup his cheek.
he smiled at the touch, shifting his head closer, hands traveling to hold your cold one.
“i’m so sorry” you mumbled, and closed your eyes again, his pupils widening.
“no need, darling, just stay with me” he said calmly, but his whole body shook from fear. “stay with me” he begged once more, but he already knew the reality of his pleas.
once more his life and love was leaving him, and all he could do was hold their hand.
ever since he was 12, it’s all just very unpleasant dreams waiting for him anytime he closes his eyes, and since he joined the fatui he’s also trained to stay on kind of a stand-by mode in case anything happened
so he wakes up in a split second the moment he feels you tug on his shirt a little stronger than normally
it takes him a second to gain consciousness back, and as he does, the first thing he does (as always) is look over at you
there’re tears flowing down even though your eyes are tightly closed, and every now and then you shake a bit
he sort of just examines the situation until a string of muffled “no’s” comes out of your mouth, then he fully realizes you’re simply having a bad dream
“hey” he simply whispers, pulling himself up to rest his back against the headrest, wiping your cheeks softly. what’s going on in your head, he wonders, but he always does. he wishes he could know what you think, what you fear, and what you like. he dreams he could say he knows you more than you really know yourself.
it often makes him doubt - do you really like him? do you feel safe around him? don’t you secretly hate him? hate, he could take, but fear? he doesn’t really believe any god, his tsaritsa included, could ever help him, but he still prays that’s not the case.
his sleepy worries are quickly wiped away after another muffled cry, your weak voice begging someone to “not leave you” so incoherently he barely recognized the words.
“alright” he whispers with a soft smile “wakey wakey, come on” his hand patting your cheek a few times, then slightly shaking your shoulder, and after a few tries, you wake up with a gasp.
you shoot up, and for a second don’t recognize your surroundings. it all felt too real, and now you’re in a safe environment of your own room, wrapped in bedsheets, all of your fears resulting in being just simply fiction.
it’s when your searching eyes find tartaglia’s that you finally realized it’s all behind you, exhaling with relief, arms wandering to hug him as fast as possible, his steady heartbeat immediately calming yours, hand traveling through your hair in a calming manner.
“you’re still here” you mumble, visibly surprised, and he can’t help but laugh slightly.
“wasn’t i supposed to? you keep yelling at me if i come back home after you go to bed” you hit his shoulder, frustrated with the teasing. “bad dream?”
you nod.
“want to talk about it?” he asks further, but you shake your head no, and in response to that, he stays silent. supporting his chin on the top of your head, his hand trails lower to your back, drawing soothing circles.
the night continues, as he stares out the window into the sky, calmed by feeling the waves your breath settling, you grounded by the idea of him by your side, and finally, when you’re absolutely sure your voice won’t crack as you speak, you ask; checking if he’s still awake:
“ajax?”
“yes?” he replies instantly, not moving an inch.
“you won’t… you won’t leave, right?”
then you feel his breathing hitch in his lungs, head shifting, hands lifting up your chin.
“what on earth are you talking about?” there’s something about his voice that confuses you. his gentle manner of speaking to you doesn’t change, but you surely feel a sudden cold and seriousness in his words. “nothing will ever make me leave you, love, i told you that countless times”
he seems rritated at the fact that you do not understand such a simple issue, how much he loves you.
“that’s not what i meant” you whisper. it takes him a second to realize.
“oh” is all that comes out, as his hand stops in its tracks.
the next few seconds feel like forever. it feels as if you’re about to fall back down into the endless circle of your nightmare.
“i have a habit of not breaking a promise once i had made it” he starts to explain “so i’m not gonna swear to never leave. that would make me a potential liar. however” he takes a breath, and leans in to kiss the top of your head affectionately. “however i can promise you, that i will become the strongest, the best, and unbeaten, so that nobody, nobody can ever take me away from you.”
it’s not the best thing he could’ve said, you think.
“aren’t you doing that already?”
“well, if i had to decide myself, my life isn’t the most important thing in the world. but if by protecting myself, i’m protecting you as well, then not a single hair strand shall fall from my head. does that satisfy you, dear?”
you looked into those big blue eyes that you saw lifeless not an hour ago in your imagination. a glimpse of determination that you fell for, forever present in the blue hue appeared more apparent and stronger.
your fighter. nobody shall ever beat yourfighter.
“yeah”
albedo
your head has been resting in the ash blonde’s lap for an hour now, as he continues sketching
the picture on his paper starts to look more and more like the owl sitting on a tree branch outside the window, and although this isn’t the most comfortable position for drawing, albedo happily adjusts to the situation
every now and then hair falls on your face, and every now and then his thin fingers remove it from your eyes, so that not even a single impact ruins your sleep
he’s at the point of touching the coal to the page in order to add shading, when a violent turn of your head throws it out of his grip
he looks at you, expecting to find you awake and with a shiteating grin on your face, but instead sees a grimace of pain and disturbance
he doesn’t want to wake you at all, but knows immediately that your dream isn’t one of the pleasant ones. he quickly puts his work away.
He’s been sitting on a couch, and either way he thought of changing places for you to not get neck pain from sleeping like this, so he planned to get up rather soon anyway.
“alright, let’s go” he mumbles, scooping your body in his arms, careful not to wake you. he enjoys the weight against his arms and chest as he carries you, he likes the feeling of being needed. as much as he’d hate to admit, he likes to save you from danger, even if the danger is imaginary and low profile.
he enjoys being the savior.
albedo repulses that thought out of his mind as he reaches the bedroom door, having no free hands to open it and hence pushing it open with his foot.
he settles you onto the bed and tightly wraps a blanket around you, finishing the work with planting a small peck on your temple, sitting down on the other side of the bed. he decides to grab a book, a fiction one, and one he particularly enjoys, and founds himself dwelling deep in the story seconds after starting to read.
he’s thrown out of his thoughts rather quickly, when you get out of the blanket cocoon and instinctively find his resting arm, wrapping yours around it. you stir and try to nestle, but seem very uncomfortable. he let’s you do whatever you please, finger grazing your forearm slightly, a thoughtless motion he’s not aware of.
he continues to read, but every time you as much as mumble something, he stops and comforts yoj through your sleep.
“shh, it’s just a dream” he says “you’re gonna be okay. just fine”
when you don’t move for too long though, he also checks, sometimes even leaning in to kiss your forehead again. when you calm down, he takes it as his personal victory, but stays perfectly still, as he thinks it’s thanks to the position you found, legs tangled around his, hands holding onto his warm arm. it brings him pride, that you found peace with his help, and his help only.
and if in the morning you tell him you had a nightmare that suddenly stopped being so drastic and horrifying, he will only nod, say “interesting” and add it to his notebook…
diluc
now this, this is a true gentleman
he does not sleep until you sleep, end of story. he lets you find a comfortable position, he lays still, he talks with you until you’re tired, he even makes tea late at night if you don’t feel like sleeping.
but, that all is conditioned by whether he’s there for bedtime to begin with
diluc is a busy man, and as much as you try to wait for him, sometimes he takes too long in coming home, and your eyes become too heavy to be kept open
that’s the mystical reason for why he kicks out customers past closing time so diligently, hurrying to close up, but no one shall ever know, he just wants to catch that one last “love you, goodnight” from his beloved.
there’s a heavy storm raging that night, and not only does it limit his vision even further, it chills him to the bone, making home and a warm bed all the more pleasing
he finally does close the mansion’s door behind him, leaving his coat to dry, de-tangling his hair, and heading upstairs to get ready for sleep
“diluc?” he hears as soon as he enters the floor. the voice sounds weak and distressed, so instead of heading to undress, he pushes the bedroom door open.
“i’m home” he announces calmly, though happily, not deciding to enter the room further, instead choosing to lean on the doorframe.
a sight revealed to his eyes is barely even visible, lit only by the moonlight from outside the window. in a huge, way too huge for just one person, bed, there’s a figure sitting, hair disheveled, hands scratching eyes, night gown creased after laying in bed for some hours now.
„i-is it really you?” you ask, more determined, and his eyebrow can’t help but raise in question. what?
“well, it appears so, doesn’t it?” he starts to say carefully, walking towards you to see the reason of such trivial questions for himself, only to be greeted by arms suddenly wrapping around his neck. it does seem a little bit strange, considering neither of you are the right people to greet each other with that much emotion, but he does relish the warmth of your body on his skin, cold from the rain.
“you’re really here, you’re real” you repeat over and over, more to yourself than to him, and it alerts his worries more and more.
“love” he says, gently unwrapping your arms from around him, grabbing you by the shoulders, crouching just a little bit to look directly in your eyes. “what’s wrong?” he asks calmly, and you feel a wave of redness coming to your cheeks. his eyes locked on yours, the proximity of his face, you realized how impulsively you acted, and over a dream, at that.
“i— don’t worry, i’m just tired and talking nonsense” you whisper apologetically, trying your best to contain yourself, and intend to go back to bed, only to feel the grip of unusually cold fingers tighten on your shoulder.
“you seem distressed, you can tell me what’s wrong” he insists, even trying to break a little smile to encourage you, worrying he seemed too harsh and uncaring at first.
you analyze your situation for a couple of seconds, before giving in and admitting.
“i just had a nightmare” you mumble like an angry kid. “that’s all”
you expect it being brushed away, diluc is a practical man who doesn’t concern himself with something as trivial as dreams, after all, but yet here you feel his hand move from your shoulder onto your fingers, lacing them with his, and guiding you somewhere down the stairs before you even know it.
“where’re we—“
“ i “ he accents “am going to make you something nice to drink, and you” he does it again “will tell me all about that dream you had”
you can’t help but smile when you reach the kitchen, and he pats the counter two times, as if to show you a place to sit, while getting started on boiling the water.
you start talking, voice cracking a little bit when you get to the drastic part, a shadow of fear crawling up your back once more.
“hey” he says, grabbing your hand and caressing its top with his thumb. “no matter how alone you feel, we’ll always be here to protect you. we’ll always have your back.” he got closer, and kissed your cheek briefly before continuing “especially me.”
you smiled as your chest swelled with affection.
“sure, Batman” you answered jokingly, and he rolled his eyes in annoyance, secretly glad your good mood is coming back.
genshin impact characters also get tired sometimes
warnings:hurt/comfort technically, mentions of blood and scratches and things like that, mentions of physical injuries, mentions of overworking, mentions of lying
contains:tartaglia, kaeya, diluc
tartaglia
seeing that man without any visible signs of physical exhaustion is a miracle, so it’s not like you weren’t used to seeing those tiny wrinkles of pain and hearing the most quiet hisses whenever you had the questionable honor of patching something up for him
still, it never got any easier for you to witness
it was a huge comfort to tartaglia himself that he had someone waiting for him at the end of the day, that no matter how badly he messes himself up, someone will be there to help pick him back up
however, he should’ve probably thought the other side of the coin through more
and the tasks that day seemed exhilarating for him in the morning, when he was first greeted with a list of questionable guys to pay a visit to
(and negotiate using somewhat violent forms of persuasion)
however, further and further through the actual work he had started to regret not bringing anyone to back him up at times, since he noticed he wasn’t able to focus as he usually did, that resulting in a lot of dumb mistakes
dumb mistakes that could potentially get him hurt
and so finally he decided to go for it and used the most powerful weapon he had in store, not caring about the consequences
it was well past every rational person’s bedtime when you heard a faint noise outside your door, and rushed to the source of it, quickly throwing something on to protect yourself from the slight cold of the night.
“told you i left the keys on the—“ you started, ready to scold your careless partner for coming home late yet again, but stopped upon seeing the male figure in front of you.
this man was tall as a tower ever since you met him, not only that but also very muscular (one of the perks of having a possibly deadly day-to-day job), and always towered over you effortlessly, but now, even though he wasn’t even slouching, he seemed so little and fragile.
his nose was bleeding heavily, and he was desperately trying to stop it with his hand, the whole figure leaning against the doorframe in search for support, clothes in a mess, sweat shining on his skin so brightly it could be seen from a mile away, his condition pale and sickly.
for a second the only audible thing were fast gasps for air, but the voice had finally found its way back into your throat and you spoke up.
“what on earth happened to you, i—“ you stumbled over your words again, urging him inside and closing the door.
“hi, dear” he managed to whisper, but his voice was raspy and barely hearable.
you took a while to process the entire situation, to quickly examine all that was potentially wrong, and think about whether you had the means to fix it, and finally led him towards the couch, making him sit, or more likely, collapse onto it, before you positioned yourself right beside him, legs over his, starting to work on the nosebleed.
the room was terribly quiet, but you felt a lump in your throat that could not be fought against, begging for your hands to stay still. the sight was heart wrenching, but unfortunately not new, and you had to stay composed.
normally, childe would be very vocal when his injuries were being treated. he would brag about how he got them, he would whine, hiss, complain about the stingy feeling, all like a four year old with a scratched knee, so the silence was killing you inside. the only noise was a one sole whimper when you accidentally elbowed him ever so slightly.
“you’re burning up” you finally said, turning away so your face couldn’t betray you further if your voice did.
“mhm” he muttered. no “it’ll pass” no “who cares about a little fever” no “it’s all just adrenaline” no nothing. you feared the result when you decided to tilt his chin towards you and look him in the eye.
with moves of an expert in the matter you gently treated all the injuries in sight, gently rubbing your knuckle against his cheek in a soothing motion once you were finished. he was struggling to even stay awake, having not only to win the fight but also make it back home in one piece.
it hurts to see you this way, you thought, but kept it to yourself. the signs all over him showed what he did, and you were going to be mad at him at some point, but knew it was no time for emotional outbursts.
he never promised you he’d stop using it, and you knew forbidding him to access any of the attacks he had up his sleeve would be like keeping a tiger in a small cage. it would kill him more than any dagger ever could.
“you did it” you stated sadly, forcing yourself to maintain eye contact with those two big oceans, which’s spark has been long lost, but which looked so tired and so broken that you felt it in the gut.
“only because it was… necessary” he mumbled with difficulty, eyes threatening to close.
“hey, hey, stay awake for me for a little longer, okay?” you supported his face with your hands, that now were actively trembling, searching for the right predicament to fight the high fever. “just a short little while, can you do that?” you desperately tried to make your voice sound firmly and steady, but to no avail.
there was no verbal response, but you felt tartaglia’s hand wrap around your own to make you stop searching, and noticed how focused he was while looking at it.
“don’t be scared” he struggled to say “i’m here, i’m alive, and i will be every time i… every time i come back. promise” he slowly laced his sweaty pinky finger with yours. a distinctive smile slowly creeped up his face, a reassuring expression covering the pain and tiredness.
tears started to prickle at your eyes, forcing you to blink rapidly, but before you could say anything back, you noticed childe was already asleep, head tilting towards the edge of the couch again, so all you did was quickly reposition yourself so that it would land on your chest, and tried to steady your heartbeat.
he was okay. well, okay-ish. nothing else mattered to you in that particular moment, you relished the fact that he was safe and sound, resting right next to you, and nothing bad could happen. not on your watch.
“‘m sorry” you heard him mhm mumble quietly in his sleep, stirring a bit, the ginger strands tickling your chin.
“shh” you murmured with newly found confidence. “as long as you still let me help you, love”
kaeya
so acting grand master jean went on vacation
or more to watch klee, and nobody was ever relaxed with that child
nevertheless, whatever jean was doing, she wasn’t present in mondstadt
and that left all the power and responsibility on the calvary captain’s shoulders
kaeya was never a person to care much about protocols, rules and procedures, and even if he was, he still wasn’t a jean
however, you still noticed a change in his demeanor when he was left in charge: as if someone switched the carefree and chill kaeya with a bit stressed knight, staying late in the office, seeing everything through
honestly to be witnessing such a change was startling to say the least
you were a tad bit worried about his health since he was just never there for you to check if he’s okay
you sat at the tavern for what felt like ages, the meeting with your blue haired gentleman had been scheduled for some hours ago, and he still wasn’t showing up. you played with the brim of your glass, trying anything to pass the time, seeing all armed and uniformed knights come for a drink after finishing their shift, and there was still no signs of kaeya showing up.
the times when he’d come in along with the sunset, accompanied by his subordinates, laughing and promising that tonight’s rounds are on him seemed long gone, as everyone, even the city gate guards showed up, laughed, joked, and drank rounds, all without him.
“huffman” you finally said after getting up from your seat and walking over to the brown haired guard.
“mhm?” he turned around, flashing you a shiny, alcohol infused smile, cheeks red and eyes some place else.
“do you know where kaeya is?” you asked, crossing your arms and raising both eyebrows. other knights at the table didn’t even bat an eyelash at who was their colleague talking to, and he struggled to focus between the chat he was ripped out of, and whatever you were asking of him.
“uhm, captain kaeya?” he repeated, as to assure himself he heard that right, and after a nod, continued “dunno, i haven’t seen him all day, but he could show up, the booze’s running low” he complained before turning to the rest of the table and speaking up louder “guys! d’ya know where captain’s at?” he hiccuped, looking around.
some shook their heads, some ignored him, some started chatting between themselves to share information they had.
“isn’t he at the office with some liyue diplomat? he was some hours ago when i needed a paper signed”
huffs and nods of agreement spread across the table, and soon you had solid information about the whereabouts of the missing knight.
it didn’t take long before you found yourself before the big door of jean’s office, “grandmaster” written over it with gold letters, and hesitated to knock. wouldn’t it be inappropriate to interrupt an important meeting like that?
for a while you just stood there and listened if any voices were audible on the other side of the door, but after only hearing silence, you decided to knock.
“come in!” you heard kaeya call from inside the room, and so you did, first peaking your head through the door.
there was a tone of papers lying around on the desk, and three, five- six mugs that you supposed once contained coffee, or coffee infused with something stronger.
he didn’t even lift his eyes from whatever he was reading. dark circles under his eyes were showing, and his hair was a mess, probably from running his hands through them as a stress reliever.
“what’s the matter?” he asked, still not lifting up his gaze.
“hi, stupid” you said quietly, walking over to the desk, watching his head shoot up in surprise. he cleaned his throat.
“well, well, would you look at that, to what do i owe the pleasure?” he teased, although there was no playful undertone in his voice, and no energy in his voice.
“to making me wait for two and a half hours least” you joked bitterly, and he nodded, folding the papers he was holding, and standing up.
“yes, about that, i’m so-“
“don’t worry about it. i know you wouldn’t ditch me for no good reason, but… when’re you coming home?” you asked softly, letting him kiss your forehead and slide both hands around your waist.
“soon” he automatically replied, but that wasn’t good enough.
“when was the last time you took a break?” you pushed
“i will after this, you have no idea how badly i could use a drink right now”
you shook your head firmly, taking his hand into yours and guiding him over to the couch.
“if you go for a drink you won’t rest at all. that’s not healthy” you stated with a tone that didn’t allow disagreement, and yet he complained.
“but it’s gonna help me unwind”
“you can’t unwind here. come on.” you sat, and pulled him down with you, harshly enough that he practically fell down. shifting in your seat, you pushed him down so he’d lean onto the side, and positioned yourself right next, your head over his chest. “come on, you need to take a break. wanna tell me how was your day?” your tone became a bit more gentle as you drew circles on his attire with your finger.
he was quiet for a second, a second long enough for you to look up and check what was up with him. he faced up, eyes shining with a questionable glow, a weak smile on his lips.
“kaeya?” you asked quietly, eyes furrowing in worry.
“im a lucky guy” he simply said “so lucky”
you giggled without warning, shifting your head back where it laid before. “and you’re also a wonderful guy” you countered “you know, jean will be so thankful for your help, but even she can’t do everything that everyone asks on time. the day is only 24 hours long and you can only do so much before you have to give in and rest” you explained calmly “and i mean rest, not party”
“well” he exhaled “im not in the right mood to go and bother our dear bartender diluc anyway” his words carefully coated with faux playful energy. “i think i can skip a night, if it means hanging out with you”
you smiled to yourself. a victory all the way.
“but how about you tell me about your day instead, huh?” he continued after a while “i can’t seem to focus my attention—“
“mhm” you giggled once more “just go to sleep”
diluc
now this is a busy businessman
does he work this much because he’s simply dedicated, or because he’s escaping from some thoughts, that’s up to further examination, but the point is, not a day goes by that he doesn’t have like 3 meetings, duty at the tavern and a hundred contracts to sign
and to top all that, recently he’d been disappearing somewhere after his shifts, into the thick of the night, and nobody, you included, knew where
you’d lay in bed alone, listening to the sound of the clock ticking, noticing the hours flying by, until he came home at last, always with an excuse so thought through that it could be easily mistaken for the truth
it’s not like he actively chose to lie, it’s just… he needs some alone time every once in a while, and you get it, why wouldn’t you?
so you don’t press on it too much, who knows, maybe he’s just going to starsnatch cliff and watches the sea, wishing for the old days to return, if that’s the case then you shouldn’t rip that away from him
that is, as long as he comes home in one piece
you heard footsteps on the staircase, slower and louder than usually, going up all the way, and stopping before your door. you expected him to come in, but instead the footsteps went down the hallway, to the bathroom, yet they didn’t enter. you’d know, there was always a whining sound when one wanted to open the bathroom door.
a good while went by, and you hesitantly left your bed, walking over to the door on your tippy toes, opening it ever so slightly, just to peek and see what was up, but unfortunately enough, the darkness covered whatever scene was going on.
“diluc?” you asked softly into the night air, and silence covered the mansion again, for so long you almost thought you misheard the footsteps, or better yet, it was some sort of a maid, now too embarrassed by being noticed to say anything back. a little nervously you backed away into the room, but just before you closed the door—
“yeah?”
hearing the voice of your partner you took a lamp from the room and stepped into the hallway once more. going up to the source of the voice, the small light illuminated his big figure.
his features were unrecognizably worn out, eyes threatening to close, mouth opened in search for a breath to catch as his whole body leaned on the door for support.
the right words to say just couldn’t seem to come to your head, until you noticed a small cut, just underneath his his eye, bleeding onto the porcelain skin of his cheek. you swiped your finger below it, collecting the spilling blood, eyes wide open.
“whats this, did a customer not want to pay up?” you asked calmly, eyes examining the rest of his skin.
he exhaled sharply in a form of silent laugh. “i suppose that excuse isn’t going to work out today, is it” he mumbled, visibly a bit embarrassed.
“no, it’s not” you explained, still looking at him like a doctor at his patient “i never ask because i believe in privacy, and i know you need a lot of it, but privacy wont be a border for me once you get hurt, diluc” your voice calm and collected, but he knew your mind was already racing everywhere at once.
he tried to find the right words for a while before voicing his troubles
“it’s so hard to explain, though”
you nodded.
“come on then”
you lit up the bathroom, before letting him support himself on the sink, gently patting a piece of cotton on his slight injuries, washing them out gently. you ordered him towards the bedroom, going alone to the kitchen and stirring up two warm teas before coming back.
you found diluc irritated, fighting against the strings of his shirt, too tired to unwrap them properly.
you put down the drinks on the nightstand, can’t help but to giggle a bit.
“do you need help with that?” you asked, but didn’t wait for any response, simply getting started on the tied up strings, before removing the shirt totally and loosing up his tightly combed hair. the touch of your fingers against the red strands seemed so relaxing, that his eyes fluttered close, and he didn’t feel like explaining the “i am the darknight hero” issue at all.
“baby” you whispered, caressing his cheek “do you want to do this tomorrow?”
“no” he whispered back, shifting towards the headrest of the bed, pulling you into his arms, and handing you the drink, chin resting on the top of your head. “so you see” he exhaled “there’s this… sort of mission i took…”
Summary:Just a simple headcannon about him being a parent with you
Fandom:Genshin Impact
Character:Childe (your daughter’s name is Stella :3)
Genre:fluff + modern AU!
f reader!
Warnings: self indulgent, slight angst
(A/N: i’m back~! i’ve been facing with writers block for a past couple of weeks and I’m sorryy.. I made this on my finals, please don’t let this flop.. TwT.. I hope you all enjoyed it! request are opened :D)
(hearing the song while reading this will improve the experience)
Mornings
“Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning. Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile”
Every morning, Childe would wake up your daughter while you prepare the breakfast
“Darling.. wake up.. it’s time for school..” he coos ever so softly
Once Stella woke up, he help him get ready, do her hair, and wear her uniform :3
Stella then run to the kitchen where you are, “Mommy~” she hugs your leg
“Oh? good morning, dear.. breakfast is almost ready~” you said to her and she sat on the table
Childe watched her, she reminds him so much of you
How she smiles, how giggly she is and how bright she is.. it reminds him of you
“Daddy, come eat together-!” she called, he then snapped back to reality and join the two of you
He watched the both of you eat and hear your conversations with her..
It warms his heart so much, he feels so happy to be with both of his very loved ones
He and Stella then walk to the front yard with you waiting at the door
She then went inside the bus, “Have a good day, sweetie~” he waved at her as the bus slowly moves away from the house
Yet he still can see her smile and say, “bye bye mommy and daddy~”
“hmm, I’ll be waiting..”
Thoughts
“The feeling that I’m losing her forever. And without really entering her world”
When he’s alone, his thoughts takes over him
Time is cruel for everyone and he is no exception
To see Stella grow and change by time, he sometimes can’t handled it..
His little girl is now growing up..
When he thought he know her well, she changed little by little..
Childe sometimes felt upset about it
He just wanted to understand his daughter well but he can’t, because the world keeps moving
Talking and hearing her stories did soothe him
Laughing with her is simply a joy for him
Since he got married to you and Stella was born to the world, he’s really happy.. nothing can’t pay the feeling of being with you and her
But the thought that time stops for no one did make Childe feel upset
“If only time could stop or slow down.. it would be great.. I just wanted to know her.. cherish everything with her.. I don’t want her to grow up yet..”
Day offs and vacations
“Slipping through my fingers all the time, I try to capture every minute, the feeling in it”
When he got a day or week off from work, he’ll immediately wanted to spend time with the both of you
Even though he’s busy with his works, he usually plans vacations and which place that all of you can have fun and have a great time
Like today for summer :D
“Hey my two angles~ we’re heading to the beach~” he announced, Stella jumped in excitement and hugged him, “Yeayy-! we finally have fun togetherr~” Childe giggles and pick her up, kissing her face
You then walk to the both of them and kiss them, “haha~ can’t wait, I’ll prepare the things for us” you smiled
The next day, you all arrived at the beach
You and Childe put all of your things down while Stella waits for both of you
“C'mon~! I can’t wait to swimm~” she cheered, both of you giggled and you put the float on her and some suncreen
She then run to the water and Childe runs with her
You giggled and grab the camera, snapping pictures of them
Some of them smiling to the camera with Stella giggling and some are them splashing at each other
Smiling seeing the pictures, you then put the camera down
Childe on the other hand, his heart swells with love, all of you are laughing and having fun
You then rent a kite and played with her while snapped a picture of the two of you
Before going home, all of you take a cute family photo :3, it was sunset and both of you wanted to cherish it
Tired, all of you finish taking a shower, taking turns
After a fun day, you all will nestled in one bed, cuddling each other
You and Stella both fell asleep after awhile, Childe? He’s just happy, kissing both of you a good night kiss
“I love you both so much, can’t wait for another vacations and spending time with you two..”
Stella’s Birthday
“Each time I think I’m close to knowing, She keeps on growing”
He’ll no doubt will take a day off just to celebrate her birthday
It depends on Stella whether she wants to throw a party and invite her friends or just have fun with her beloved parents :3
On morning, Childe cooked her favorite breakfast and serve it on bed, both of you can’t forget the morning kiss for Stella, “Happy Birthday~!”
After she went to school, both of you went shopping
Buying her favorite chocolate cake, new clothes, toys and such
Childe even pick her up from school together with you
“Mommy, daddy-!” her high pitched voice and little figure runs to you
Both of you greet her and take her home as she waved her hand to her friends
Arriving at the house, she run inside and saw the cakes, presents and some decorations
“Uwohh-! both of you did this??” she smiled excitedly and both of you nod
Changing both of your clothes and her into a mini dress, you then take the cake out and light up the candles
“Make a wish, dear~” Childe told her and Stella close her eyes for a moment
She then blows it and both of you clapped then take a picture together like usual :)
After eating some of the cake and Stella finish opening her presents, you and Childe bring her to her favorite park
All of you just enjoy the day to just talk, have fun and walk together :3
“You grow up so fast darling, I wish you are a happy person as you grow up and keep loving us..”
Young Adult
“Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture, And save it from the funny tricks of time”
You and Childe have raised her with great education and with so much loving-care for Stella
She’s now a young adult (around 18), which means now it’s time for her to face the outside world
Childe assigned her to University in Fontaine, which was her dream collage
She’s been studying hard to get in and have both of your out most support for her
And guessed what? SHE GOT ACCEPTED, isn’t that great~!
Both of you are really proud of her and celebrate a little with a dinner :D
Since she’s a teen, sometimes she’ll spend time with her friends, with that means sometimes she’ll come a home a bit late sometimes (but not until 12 or 4 in the morning)
She’ll be home at the latest around 8 o'clock
Although she’s out, she’ll never forget about the two of you at home :3, such a sweet girl
Stella looks a bit more like Childe but her eyes and hair color are yours
“Haha, you really did portrayed the both of us, dear”, Childe giggles and she smiled shyly, “well.. I’m mom and dad’s daughter after all”, she responded with a really soft smile
It makes both of your heart swell so much..
Now, the time has come for her to attend collage and went to Fontaine
You helped her pack what she needs and Childe already book a flight and taxi when she arrived there
Both of you accompany her to the airport and bid farewell
“Mom.. dad..” she turned to the two of you, “I’ll miss you..” she smiled sadly and hugs you two
“aww.. we’ll miss you too, dear..” you gently rub her back and kiss her cheek, “You’re welcome to call us anytime, dear.. don’t hesitate to ask something that you need..” Childe cups her cheek gently
Every parent knows that there’s a time where the child has to leave and live a new life independently
Her flight got called in an announcement that it’ll be gone in 30 minutes
“there it is, I have to go now..” she looked at the schedule and hug you one last time
“Good bye sweetie, have a safe flight..” you kissed her cheek, and she then waved good bye and went to the ticket booth and after a few minutes, she went inside and her plane is now leave
“Mom and dad will wait for you, dear.. We hope you have a great and a safe life out there..”
I- PLEASE- I AM SO SORRY, i accidentally post this and i have to delete it. IM SO SORRY- here’s your request anyways, I’m always excited if someone ask beside the four men.. since it’s been awhile, oh i added Thoma also, ehe.. have a great day.. ^^“
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Apricity
Summary:just like the request, the reader feel like they dont deserve the love and care they received (if i got the gist correctly..)
Fandom:Genshin Impact
Characters: Venti and Thoma
GN reader!
Genre:Comfort
Warnings:idk tbh..
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Venti:
Well this is the God of Freedom himself we’re talking about
It’s been a long time since he had someone really close to him
So don’t be surprise if he always play songs for you after you came back after a long day in work or have a walk with him
Always always greet you with a warm smile of his when you came back to him
You’re always felt warm every time he does this
Sometimes you always wonder why would someone like him, I mean, ESPECIALLY- him, the Archon himself would want to be with you
Surely he’s the God of Freedom and the Anemo Archon, but.. isn’t there someone out there that is much more better than you.. that suited better for him?
These thoughts have been in your head sometimes, not always.. just at certain time and moment
You don’t really ask anyone for help or have a lot of friends
Most of the times, you would do things alone
When Venti came into your life, it turns more brighter
He’s always there for you and supportive of you
Even the littlest help from him feels too much for you
Simply put like, how can a mere person like you would return a favor to a god
So you asked him, "Venti, why are you treating me so kindly..?”
He tilt his head confused and just said, “Well, isn’t that what everyone supposed to do?”
You nodded, “C'mon tell me, what is it this time?” he asked
“it’s just.. i dont feel like i deserved it.. plus, you’re an archon.. certainly there’s other people that deserves this much more than I am..” you explained
Venti just sighed hearing that, “y/n..” he gently holds your shoulder, “you’re a special person to me, no one can change that.. even the celestia above. every person in this world needs a kind treatment.. including you. I’m just doing what I need to do.. so dont think of things like that, I’ll help you and be there for you..” he speaks
“do you believe me..?” he ask, you nodded and gently hug him, hiding your face in his neck
You can’t really say anything now, it feels too much to form into words, you only nod and thank him
“You always help people including me and put yourself behind the line, even if people didn’t say thank you or treat you the same.. allow me to do it.. I’ll be the sun to keep you warm in the storm.”
Thoma:
Our beloved malewife, who wouldn’t agree :)
Hugs? foods? kisses? little gifts when you came back? you name it, he’ll do it
Thoma is always been caring and loving for you
When you go out with him, he always treats people the same.. with his usual warm smile and soft yet kind treatment
But for you, he’s much more than that
He’s a place where you can stay and take some rest and opens his arms to welcome you anytime
Soothes you when you have a rough day and holds you like you’re made off glass
Patience is a part of him, so with that, he’ll be happy just listen to you ranting about things or people
Whether he gives you an advice or just hug you and soothe you
Sometimes you wonder, will he ever get tired treating you nicely and warm like other people?
You’re not complaining tho.. it’s just that.. does he really wanted to treat you this way or is it just something to make you feel nice before he pushed you away?
Don’t know.. but you just feel uneased, why would people like him would keep someone like you
Thinking about this while you were in bed with his arms around you, just holding you and playing with your hair
Thoma couldn’t help but noticed that you’re in your mind, “Darling, is there something wrong?”
Surprised, you answered him, “-! u-uh.. yeah.. I’m fine..” you nodded but he isn’t convinced at all
“Love” he says while he gently turns you around facing him, sitting you up on his lap, “what did I tell you about keeping it all to yourself?” he then caresses your cheek
You sighed and helpfully said, “it’s not good for me both mentally and physically..” he nodded, “so what is it then?” tilting his head
“it’s just my thought.. d-do you only do this to me just to push me away in the end..?” and his heart sinks
“No.. no I would never do that.. I do it out of love and wanted to make you feel happy.” he explains, you nodded.. and kept your silence
“You’re everything to me and you felt the same too, right? so it’s right to treat you this way. I know you felt wrong because you feel like you didn’t deserve anything like this.. but I’m here to tell you that you’re a human too, you need these things.. if no one will give you this, then let me..”
Tears then forming in your eyes as he hugs you, hugging him back and cries in his neck..
Thoma soothes you and gently rubs your back, he really do loves you <3
“No matter how harsh the world can be, I’ll always be there for you at any times in your life. Allow me to be a shelter to keep you warm from the outside storm”
Beautiful beautiful morning. Well you woke up at 5 so the sun wasn’t shining yet. The reason why? Well, today is your partners birthday and you wanted to prepare something special, though there are some twists that you made. One of them is you wanted to ignore him and forgot his birthday. Secondly, you wanted to get a little help and invite Zhongli to his birthday, I mean he’s Childe’s close friend and you knew him so why not invite him. You took a shower and made some breakfast. When you were cooking, Childe came out from the room and just woke up, perfect. He came up to you and hugging you from behind, putting his head on your neck.
“Morning..”, “good morning love.” you said, he’s so cute when he just woke up, you’re a bit unsure if you wanted to continue the plan, but you stay determined. You knew Childe is a bit clingy especially on this specific day. “Do you know what day is today?” he asked you, you knew this was gonna happen, “Tuesday? yeah, I believe it’s Tuesday.” you lied. He frowned and looked at you, finding some clues if you’re lying, to his surprise you kept your normal face. “Oh yeah.. it is Tuesday..” he said with a little bit of hurt in his voice. “Here’s your breakfast babe.” you said, “Oh and I have to leave since the guild needed me.” you added, Childe looked at you sadly, “Can’t you stay for awhile? I miss you..” he plead, but you said you cant and give him a kiss and leave in an urgent, Childe just nodded. Your planned worked and now on to the next step.
You were at the funeral parlor as planned to meet Zhongli, “Good morning Zhongli,” “Good morning y/n, how’s he?” Zhongli asked. “He’s.. well.. let’s just say he’s disappointed when I have to leave early,” you shrugged, Zhongli nodded and take you on shopping for some things, but also keep an eye if Childe is around. It’s almost lunch and you head back to the parlor to put the stuff you’ve bought while Zhongli reserved a place for both of you to eat, you quickly went to the parlor and leave immediately, acted like nothing happened. As you were walking you saw Childe, you wanted to greet him but your next plan was to ignore him. Childe walked up to you but you swerve thinking he was a random person. His heart hurt, like literally… its me special day why you do dis to me :(. “y/n.” he called but you didn’t notice, he watched where you were going and he was shocked that you were spending time with Zhongli. He wanted to pull you and hug you but you were far away. And so he left.
Time skipped
Childe never felt so lonely on his birthday, you weren’t there to give him a proper attention and you went out and talked with his closest friend. Even Zhongli didn’t have time to talk to him, yeah sure busy.. busy talking to my partner :). His day never felt really dull, he’s just wish that today ended quicker. You on the other hand was preparing some decorations with Zhongli at your house, nothing much just a cake, balloons, flowers, and gifts. Everything went well and everything is set, Zhongli is looking out at the window to see if Childe was coming. After a few hours, Zhongli finally saw Childe and the two of you took place, turning of the lights. Childe unlocked the key and came in, ‘sigh, they’re aren’t home yet…’ he thought. Then when he turned on the light, “SURPRISE!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY.” both of you shout, Childe jumped.. he couldn’t believe what he sees, “so two of you actually remembered,” Childe said, “Of course we are. What kind of person are we if we forget about your birthday.” you said and Zhongli nodded. “Go on make a wish,” Zhongli said, Childe blows the candle and both of you cheered. Then both of you give him the presents, Zhongli gave him a really good quality scarf since Childe lives in Snezhnaya, the fabric is really soft, he can’t wait to use it. You gave him a bracelet and a sweater, the sweater is warm and soft and the bracelet has charms on it, a narwhal the shape of his constellation and a rose.. the flower that he first gave to you. He thanked both of you for the present.. but you said there’s one more, a voice recorder device..? You told him to play it.
“Ajax, happy birthday, this is me Tonia, I hope you’re happy at Liyue now, I hope you’re doing great on your work.. y/n wanted us to make this, so here it is hehe. Oh Anthon wants to talk to you, here Anthon..
Ajax, happy birthday, I hope you’re healthy and happy, we’re sorry we aren’t able to visit you to celebrate you’re birthday. this is the least we could do. One gift from one family! BIG BROTHER HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! it’s me Teucerrr, I can’t wait for you to come back home and play again. I really wanted to show you some toys that I’ve just bought, they’re really cool!! and dont forget to bring big brother/sister y/n with you, I wanted to see them, I hope they’re okay. Btw, mom and dad wanted to say something, here you go mom..
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Darling, happy birthday. We hope you’re doing great, we’re really sorry that we couldn’t see you sweetie, I know you really missed us and scenery of Snezhnaya, home feels a bit empty without you. We wanted to thank you for your hardwork and dedication towards your duties, we’re happy as long as you’re happy. We just wish that we could hug you and hang out together.. Reading your letters aren’t the same comparing you’re at home telling us stories about your work.. ah.. the recording almost reached its limit.. sigh, time to say goodbye and sending some thank you’s to your partner for accompanying you. Once again happy birthday Ajax! we love you.. byee”
Tears formed in his eyes.. this is really beautiful, he never thought of having this as a gift, he hugged both of you tightly. He never felt so far from his family after hearing that. You wiped his tears away and looked at him softly. Childe thanks you and Zhongli for this lovely gifts, he wanted to keep it. After that, you and Zhongli treat him for a dinner. Three of you talked and laugh together, basically spending some time together. It’s almost late, Zhongli parted ways from you and Childe and wave a goodbye.
When you got back home, both of you got ready for bed. Once you finished, Childe pulled you into a cuddle, you softly brushed his hair and kissed him softly on his lips. Both of you just talked before both of you started to drift of into a deep sleep, you swear you could feel him smiling while he’s sleeping, he’s really happy.
“Thank you for today, I couldn’t imagine this day without you, and I also never thought hearing my family’s voice at a time like this.. you really are an angel.”
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(A/N: happy birthday to my beloved Childe!! This is really long than I thought ehe.. sorry for being inactive again, I already have school so I’m trying my best to write.. btw, I’ll be doing a little surprise so stay tuned. BYEE)
Summary: What is like having Diluc as your boyfriend (headcannon)
Genre: Fluff
Warning: mentions of pain
Headcannon with music lyrics (the song will be put at the end of the section)
(A/N: this headcannon is actually dedicated to my friend who is in love with this man because today is her birthday.. this is just something came through my mind from me to her, gurl if you’re reading this, I’m sorry if it’s underwhelming.. and yeah.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! UwU)
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Music is from –> Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen
Adventuring with you
(I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things, We can do the tango just for two..)
Diluc always keep an eye on you when you both out on adventure
Sometimes he gets over protective, he’s just scared when you’re hurt
Always prepare everything before you two go out, like snacks, extra clothing, first aid kit and etc
When dealing enemies on the way, he always be prepared when you need backup
If it’s an abyss mage or a lawachurl… well, he tries his best to protect you so you didn’t die
But at the end, he will finish it off.. and after that he will tend your wounds
If you couldn’t walk because of your injuries, he’ll carry you back to Dawn Winery
Probably beat himself up mentally inside
Diluc won’t let you go adventuring for a while before your wounds are healed
“I already ask the adventures guild to give you some time off. You need to heal properly in order to go out adventuring.”
When your both are in public
(I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings, Be your Valentino just for you)
Diluc loves to ask you go on a walk with him in the city
He’s not that touchy when he’s in public
But once every now and then he’ll hold your hand or hold your sides when your talking to another man especially Kaeya
Well, things like these rarely happen when you both are together, because everyone knows not to mess with Diluc
When you find something that you would like to buy, he’ll buy it for you
This man literally loves spoiling you omg, he tries to make you happy alright :3
Diluc rarely brings you to the tavern, well.. DRUNKARDS
He just hates it when some drunkard tries to flirt or get your attention
But when you wanted to come, he’ll make sure you’ll sit not too far for him to look after
“ Are you sure you wanna go to the tavern? I mean.. I would love to take you there, but aren’t you bothered by the drunkards? If you really wanna go, be careful alright.. if someone disturbs you, just come to me..”
When he gets clingy
(Ooh, love, ooh, loverboy, What’re you doin’ tonight, hey, boy?)
He’s usually clingy when you gone for days or he’s just tired from work
When you finished taking a shower and put on your clothes, he’ll immediately pull you into his arms
You’re not gonna escape from his arms until next morning tho..
When he isn’t sleepy, he’ll just let you talk about your day or anything while he puts his head on your neck so he can feel your warmth
Hearing your voice is really calms him down
Or you two just sat there until you both fell asleep
If you did manage to escape, he’ll whine at you like a baby
Diluc will chase you around the room ngl, he’s a giant baby when he’s clingy :/
Or if he’s too tired, he’ll crossed his arms and make a pouty face at you :^
If you’re going to the kitchen to make food, he’ll be right behind you and hug you on the hips and put his chin on your shoulder
Overall when he’s in this state, he really just wanted to hold you in his arms
“Hey where are you going? Let me hug you for a whileee.. pleaseeee? It’s not that long.. I promisee..”
Places that he will take you on a date
(Set my alarm, turn on my charm, That’s because I’m a good old-fashioned loverboy)
Diluc usually follows you, where ever and whenever you want
But if he’s the one who pick the place, he’ll treat you on a fancy restaurant
It depends on his mood
When he wants to treat you like a real gentleman or feel like he wants to spoil you when there’s a special occasion, he’ll choose to go on a fancy restaurant
Just eating a delightful meal and have a conversation with you and some classical music in the background.. he felt really happy
But if he just wants to enjoys time with you alone, he’ll bring you stargazing with him at Starsnatch Cliff or at Stormbearer Mountains
You both will watch the sea from above or lay on the grass watch the stars and talk with each other for HOURS
“Darling, do you wanna go out tonight? I don’t really have work to do, so maybe we could go and spend some time together, your choice.. Where do you wanna go?”
Taking care of you when you’re sick
(Ooh, let me feel your heartbeat (Grow faster, faster). Ooh, ooh, can you feel my love heat?)
Hear me out, Diluc will not leave your side if it’s not necessary
He always feed you while your holding the bowl to warm up your hands
Diluc wouldn’t let you leave your bed other than going to the bathroom
Diluc even forbids you to work even if it just reading some written commisions
He just wants you to relax and rest as much as you could get
When you feel really cold, he will hug you, not too tightly until you couldn’t breathe
Seems because he holds a pyro vision, his body felt really warm
If you couldn’t fall asleep or bored, he’ll put on a movie for you or just talk with you about anything that came across his mind
He’s really soft when you’re sick especially when you didn’t have enough energy to do anything
“Try to get some rest alright? You don’t need to get out of bed if it’s not necessary, and try not to think anything about work okay? If you need anything, I’ll be right here”
(A/N: the reason why I use this song it’s because it makes me think of Diluc for some reason and when I wrote this, I put the song on repeat :v, I hope you enjoy it.. have a great day)
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