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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.”

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exhausted

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…”

— secret relationship hcs w/ diluc

SUMMARY: being in a secret relationship with him has its ups and downs. but as you reassure each other secretly, everything is going to be okay.

WARNINGS: none, all fluff

NOTE: i love diluc so much guys- i can’t do this anymore✋ anyways, have a small hcs about him

• secretglances. it’s either him, you or both the two of you giving each other knowing glances with little smiles here and there.
• a sprinkle of favouritism. it’s rare for the winery owner to give free drinks to someone when he doesn’t even give one to his brother. it was suspicious but hey—maybe the winery owner is just thanking you! for uhh…something! hehe…
• lingering touches. “is it just me or master diluc is rather very touchy with Y/N?” venti whispered, loud enough for rosaria and kaeya to hear. “maybe you’re just drunk, venti. he still has the same facial expressions.” rosaria took another sip on her drink. clearly not paying attention. kaeya chuckled as he secretly glanced at you and his brother—connecting some dots bit by bit. “hey guys, wanna have a bet?” he smirked as the two listened to his bet and conditions.
• the type to sneak into your house/room after his dark knight stuff. but of course, he will ask for your permission first by sending his pet eagle to your location with a letter wrapped in its feet (consent king <3). if you agree, he will do his best to finish his duties faster—just so that he could cuddle with you and sleep the night away.
• speaking of letters, his pet eagle is the official letter sender! his eagle loves you and diluc couldn’t disagree because he loves you more! he’s a bit jealous though because your eagle gets to see you more often.
• every time he’s away for business trips, he wouldn’t forget to buy and give you gifts that remind him of you! one time, he bought both of you matching necklaces! it has a very tiny heart pendant!
• overall, he’s a 100/10. a perfect boyfriend and a husband material. oh! and don’t even worry about when you guys are going to tell everyone about your relationship because a certain cavalry captain, bard and a nun will accidentally reveal it very LOUD and even talk about how their so-called master diluc is down bad for you.

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— for me, it was worth it.

SUMMARY: you punched his main target’s child, how would he react?

FEATURING: diluc, kaeya, childe, zhongli and ayato

WARNINGS: mentions of reader punching someone and cursing

NOTE: spy x family au woooooo!!!! :D i’m sorry if anything in these didn’t make any sense i was writing this at 11:50 pm :( this is just for fun though :D

DILUC

he was definitely crying inside. this man literally thought that he warned you enough and that nothing would go wrong—but you still punched his target’s child instead of just holding it back? he knows that you’re probably so done with the kid that you can’t help but punch him but STILL!- he just sighed very loudly and forced himself to smile at you. “how was school today?” if you answered him honestly, he would just forget about it and just ignore the first red flag of his mission and he would ask you to apologise to him—because it’s wrong and it’s not elegant but if you chose to lie to him, he would just nod and smile and think about getting a new kid (it’s a joke he won’t).

KAEYA

he was pretending to be a janitor and he heard how his target’s son bullied you (don’t worry the kid didn’t bully you, kaeya was just too worried that he called it bullying and besides, the kid has a crush on you so there’s no way he’s going to bully you). kaeya was internally cheering on you and wishing for your patience and sanity to be longer—but your patience was so thin that your sanity just went “bye!” and BOOM! you punched the kid and he went FLYING across the hallway /hj he was so shocked that he just went home and thought about his life choices. hours passed and when you knocked in the door, he opened it with a smile. if you weren’t a mind reader, you would think that he’s smiling at you genuinely. but if you read his mind—he’s screaming and panicking. i just know that this man is a perfectionist /j and seeing this MAJOR RED FLAG (you and what you did) makes him wanna pass out but he still greeted you happily.

CHILDE

i bet he was the one who taught you how to punch someone HARD in the face. it was supposed to be used in emergencies but THAT GUY deserves to be in the emergency room after all those things he did to you. when you come home, like diluc—he’s going to ask you “how was school?” and he won’t be mad at you, in fact, he’s very proud that he taught you that (you delivered a very good punch) and will be celebrating it with you! he’ll buy you whatever you want and spoil you! (fuck the mission- he’ll let this slide because you’re just too cute and his efforts paid off!). but you’ll have to practise apologising after that.

ZHONGLI

the calm one. like others, he would ask you how your school was. he doesn’t care if you lie to him or not because he was literally disguising himself as your history teacher and of course, you know that and you forced yourself to do good in “his class”. and i bet this man would be there to stop you before you could get to punch the kid. (but if you did punch the kid, he won’t do anything about it and just sigh). expect to be scolded though. apparently, you didn’t do very well at history and he also saw your test papers. (he’s also the type to make you apologise to the kid because of his mission and he also doesn’t want you to get tonitrus striked).

AYATO

smiling through the pain. he’s definitely a perfectionist and seeing a part of his plan fail (basically you befriending his target’s kid) makes him want to go and execute the plan alone. but that won’t happen because he can’t disguise himself as a kid (and he got TOO attached to you) so he’ll just report this to the headquarters and mark it as a minor problem (he trusts you) and like zhongli, he’ll ask you to apologise to the kid (don’t worry he’s not mad! just ignore everything he’s saying in his mind and watch your favourite spy cartoon on the tv)

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. married au ; fluff

. spoilers to ayato’s story quest

. in celebration of winning 50/50 and his weapon with no fate points gained. damn… hoyoverse wants to kiss me, huh.

“Don’t think you can start a game of chess without me.”

Ayato has been staring at the chessboard for so long that he doesn’t notice you sitting across from him until he hears your voice. After Thoma bids him goodnight, he indulges himself by thinking about the conspiracy stirring within the Kanjou Commission earlier. A threat to the nation’s stability was masterfully done as his retainer has said — carefully planned out and well-executed like chess.

He chuckles upon seeing you so determined to finally win against him and gives you the signal to make your first move. “Welcome home. I suspect that everything went well with Master Matsuura on your end?”

You sigh as you place your pawn one space forward. Ayato does the same. “He kept apologizing profusely and even went on his knees to ask for my forgiveness, so he’s the least of our worries now. Sir Kujou and Lady Hiiragi can go happily about their business when the time comes.”

What Matsuura expects the sizable mess to be is his misdeeds of taking advantage of Hiiragi Chisato and by extent, Kujou Kamaji, not you beating apologies out of his accomplices. When you deem him to be sincere, Chisato asks for advice about being prepared for marriage, one that never sparks a share of your personal story before.

“Marriage, huh?” You wiggle your ring finger, where you can feel a particular weight surrounding it. Your marriage to the young lord was full of hesitation and took so much patience. Born into a clan of skilled warriors that served the Kamisato Clan during his legacy as members of the Shuumatsuban, you never see yourself as being of the same status as him. You’re a servant, nothing more, nothing less.

On the contrary, he doesn’t care. He has made many bold advances toward you, yet all of them were declined. Especially since he’s the Yashiro Commissioner, he shouldn’t act so shamelessly around a person such as yourself. You tried to ignore his efforts until it was impossible to do so — through a game of chess.

“Checkmate already? Impressive,” you say in awe as Ayato successfully traps your king in a few moves. “You even took all of my pieces. Ah… I thought I was going to win this time.”

Bewildered, you watch him silently stand up and approach your side as you get up as well. “My lord? Is everything alright?”

He falls onto his knees and lowers his head, the most ignoble thing he has ever done. “Please… Please have faith in me when I said I only want you and no one else.”

The complete sweep of your side of the board. Your king is surrounded with his remaining pieces, with his own king beside yours. He isn’t the master tactician of the Shuumatsuban for nothing. It’s remarkably genius on his part to make his intentions known through strategy. He has been patient, waiting for you to finally accept his feelings.

“Please stand up, my lord.” When he feels your hands cup his face, he looks up to you to see your eyes brimming with tears. “I believe you.”

“Have faith, Lady Hiiragi,” you tell her as you make your way to the exit. “Even if you’re not prepared for this marriage, Sir Kujou will still wait for you, no matter how long it takes. The same goes for him. As my clan had once said, ‘when there’s a will, there’s a way’.”

Oh how the tables have turned, Kamisato Ayato.

“Checkmate,” you say with a smug smile. His king, his only piece on the board, is surrounded by your remaining pieces, with your king beside his. “You’re too overconfident this time, it seems.”

“So it seems.” He smiles, leaning against his palm. You can see his wedding ring glowing from the lanterns on the table. “You look rather elated today. It’s not because you won, isn’t it? ”

“Hm? Is that what you think?” He already knows what’s going on based on observations alone. Your husband never ceases to amaze you. “Just grown sentimental over the wedding is all. I’m so happy you chose me, Ayato.”

He hums, taking your hand and pressing a delicate kiss on your wedding ring. “As am I, my love.”

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reminiscence || thoma

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characters:thoma

genre: angst to fluff? i think

contains:set after chapter ii act iii, thoma missing pre!vision hunt decree you :((

summary:the universe was a cruel mistress, but also a merciful one. plagued by memories of a former lover, thoma strives to return to normality.

notes: you guys wanted another part, so here it is :)) also perfect time for a fic involving remembering since unus annus’s one year anniversary is nearing <3

parts:[stripped (1)] | [reminiscence (2)]

“i’m sorry. i can’t seem to remember anything right now. who were you again?”

his whole world shattered right then and there.

in the second following those words escaping your mouth, thoma found himself on the floor. his knees throbbed as the pain flooded his system. taroumaru had jumped off the counter to nuzzle into his side.

“i’m sorry!” you immediately shouted, rushing over to join him on the hardwood floor.

he doesn’t respond, opting to reach up and wrap his arms around you. you jumped at that moment before relaxing. although you had no recollection of your relation to him, it just felt right to have him hold onto you.

“(n…name),” he sobbed into your neck, tightening his hold on you when you wrapped your arms around him. “(n-name)… (naaame)…”

he continued to whine and call out to you, despite holding you as close as he could. and that didn’t bother you one bit.

sure, he was heartbroken that you didn’t remember him. but he would spend an eternity waiting for you to return to the life you both planned to have together.

he was relieved to hear that you would be staying with him in the komore teahouse. not only could he keep an eye on you and your wellbeing, but… maybe he could build new memories with you.

he loved the you before, of course. he would give anything to see that version of you again. he would love to wake up to see the you that fits so well with him. the you that completed him.

just like that night the gods looked upon you and gifted you with a vision.

the vision that complimented his oh so well.

but, he couldn’t. not now at least. that version of you had been taken away, sealed behind the glass covering of your electro vision, and showcased in the archon statue that overlooked the nation.

and since he couldn’t have that iteration of you back, he would just stick with the one he had now. the you that he would love until beyond the end of eternity.

“(name)! let’s have a hot pot tonight!” he had shouted one night. he had already found himself perched in the seat embedded in the ground, motioning towards the large metal pot stationed in the middle of the table.

you stared at him for a moment, as if debating whether or not thoma had ulterior motives. did he want to poison you?

sensing the hesitation, he merely patted the space beside him with his signature bright smile on his face. he wasn’t completely bothered. was he hurt? of course he was! but he wasn’t going to let that dampen the plans he had.

he just wanted to pretend everything was normal.

“we don’t have to play the hot pot game!” he reassured. “i just want to eat with you!”

“…hot pot game?” you echoed, finally making your way over to sit beside him. “what’s that?”

“hm? ah, well, it’s a game where everyone brings their own ingredients and we make it into a hot pot. then, each person was to eat some and guess the ingredients! but, we won’t be doing that tonight.”

“oh… so what are we going to do?”

“just… this,” he took a deep breath before scooting closer to you, sliding off the seat to situate himself in between your legs, his back resting against the ledge. his legs were uncomfortably squished against his chest and his toes pressed against the table. how he managed to squeeze into that small space was beyond you.

“thoma?!” you cried out, reaching over to try and pull him up. his sudden seating in front of you caused you to scoot back, pressing your calves against the dip in the floor. “you’re gonna get hurt down there!”

“will i?” he hummed softly, craning his neck to look up at you. the moment you reached down to place your hands on his face, cupping his cheeks and emitting small electro tingles from your fingers, he immediately felt his body and mind relax.

he practically melted under your touch, placing his hand on top of yours and nuzzling his face into your palm. you lightly chuckled as he let out a soft sigh into your hand, ignoring the ache he was bound to get from his cramped position.

and just as how the hot pot game became a tradition, simply reveling in each other’s presence while sharing a normal meal in komore teahouse became another, one the two of you would cherish forever.

“thoma!” you, the present you, shouted to interrupt thoma’s mind wandering. by the time he had realized where he was, you had already served him a portion of the hot pot that had been left to cook on the table in front of you. “the food’s ready.”

“huh?” no wonder he felt at ease despite you not remembering your beloved tradition. when he had looked down, he realized your arms were thrown over him and draped over his shoulders, simply resting there as you tried to stir him out of his thoughts. “…right.”

“hey, taroumaru,” you greeted as the small shiba inu bounded over to you. he let out soft barks and yips as he nuzzled into your leg, practically begging you to pet him. once you placed your hand on his head, he leaped on his hind paws and placed his front paws on your legs, nuzzling into your palm.

from the doorway of your rented-out room, thoma peeked in from the hallway. a small smile had found its way on his face as he watched you coo to the small dog.

“thoma! look! there’s more of them!” you gasped as the dogs gathered by the tree charged at you, jumping at you with their tails wagging and tongues sticking out. the cats, as always, simply stared at you and thoma as you walked closer to their spot. “the weather’s getting cooler… we should make them something to wear soon!”

he missed those days, too. the days when the two of you were able to take a few minutes off from work and visit the animals that gathered around the tree.

he wondered how they were. he should bring you to visit them again soon…

“we… can leave now?” you asked quietly, hesitantly reaching out to grab thoma’s arm. all you knew was this small teahouse run by taroumaru. long had you forgotten the wonders of inazuma outside out of fear for your life.

“the traveler did it!” thoma grinned, covering your hand with his own. “the vision hunt degree is over! and…”

his eyes wandered back down to the rope that used to hold your vision, still empty yet tied in the same way it had been the night you obtained it.

“we can get you your vision back,” he muttered, wrapping his arm around you. he closed his eyes as he stepped in front of the door, placing his hand on it as he prayed.

he prayed to whoever would listen that your vision would return.

he prayed to whoever would listen that youwould return.

when thoma stilled for his prayers, you glanced up at him. you knew what he wanted, ever since your arrival at komore teahouse. you knew that he longed for the old you back. you would catch him whimpering in his sleep on the days you first arrived.

he would clutch onto his pillow, burying his face into the cloth as he called out for you. he would cry and whimper, just as he did when he first saw your amnesiac state. even when you curled up into his arms, his sobs would not cease.

“thoma,” you called, placing your hand over his on the door. his eyes shot open to glance down at you, prompting you to grin up at him. “let’s… let’s go home, okay?”

“..okay.”

as the two of you push open the door, you were immediately greeted by a set of familiar faces outside. ayato and ayaka stood side by side and the young ninja of the shuumatsuban sayu, accompanied by the shrine maiden kano, stood behind them. ayaka greeted the both of you with a small wave while ayato simply nodded, his eyes flitting down to his hands which were folded on top of each other, concealing something in his palms.

“is that…?” thoma immediately asked, pointing towards ayato’s hands with shaking fingers.

“it is,” ayato smiled softly before stepping in front of you, clearing his throat. he moved his hands out before stating, “(name). i believe this rightfully belongs to you.”

he opened his hands to reveal the dimly lit vision in his palms, its once bright purple interior waiting to spark once more. you slowly reached out, your fingers barely grazing the glass before you felt… something.

something familiar.

“l-look at you. our elements… are a perfect match.”

“they are… aren’t they?”

“(name)?”

“thoma! open wide!”

“aaah…”

“…darling?”

“they’re acting like children, thoma! they’re so cute!”

“it’s our little family, huh?”

“love? can you hear me?”

“thank you for handling the work today… i won’t be long, i promise!”

“don’t worry about it, dear. take your time, okay?”

“(name)! please, answer me…!”

“i love you!”

“i…” you finally managed to utter something, your head shooting up to look at thoma as he paused in shaking you.

“are you okay, (name)?” thoma asked, his grip on your shoulders tightening slightly. “are you hurt?”

“no, i…” you gulped, your tears that you had unknowingly built up over the course of your stay at komore teahouse threatening to spill out.

“you…?”

“i-i love you so much, thoma,” you finally sobbed, leaping forward to wrap your arms around him. you buried your face in his neck, mumbling into his skin, “i’m so sorry…”

“(name)…” thoma sniffled before returning the gesture, allowing himself to squeeze you closer to him and bury his face in your shoulder. “don’t apologize, love.”

he managed to pull himself away from your shoulder, lightly placing his hand on the back of your head. you continued to sob into his neck as he pressed a kiss into your hair. despite your vision just being returned to you, he felt a little shock against his lips. he quietly laughed, his voice strained as he felt tears build up once more. he continued to press light kisses on your head, reveling in the shocks from the reaction between your visions.

just like the night you gained your complimentary vision, it seemed as though the universe brought you together.

phantom tales of teyvat || first engima

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characters: aether, venti, zhongli

genre: fluff? idk it’s something

contains: spoilers for phantom tales of the night (manga series), my own au i literally created on the spot, aether’s tired of being teyvat’s dog,(name) is not referred to by name but it’s you :), some talks about cannibalism, some similar to hypnosis is kinda insinuated? i don’t know how to describe it

summary: it seems a traveler has wandered into a quiet inn on the outskirts of teyvat. however, the source of payment the innkeeper seeks isn’t mora. in fact, it’s nothing physical. it’s the visitor’s deepest darkest secret.

notes: so i’ve been waiting for phantom tales of the night vol. 5 to be delivered to my house so i can finish up to vol. 7. so while i’m waiting, here i am making a weird au based on it. i hope you enjoy :D this basically follows the first chapter of vol. 1 but with genshin,,,
also i got a bit carried away with this going to 2,979 words…

all he wanted was to find his sister. his sweet twin sister who always stuck by his side, no matter what challenges they were faced with.

instead, he was stuck here, in a world he was widely unfamiliar with accompanied by a strange pixie-like being. he traveled through cities, aiding in whatever fetch quests he was asked to complete in exchange for… nothing.

mora here (which was always used up for resources, leaving him with double-digit amounts), food there (which were always eaten by paimon), respect elsewhere. what about the help he was promised by the higher ups of the cities?

the knights of favonius promised to help find his sister after he defeated a raging storm fueled by a dragon’s anger. and all they did was put up missing person posters.

the liyue qixing promised the exact same thing in exchange for defending the city from an awakened ancient god. and, once again, all they did was put up missing person posters.

he was tired. he was tired of being teyvat’s dog with no reward.

all he wanted was his sister back.

“aether?” paimon called out nervously, watching as the blond traveler trudged through the grass. heavy bags had formed under his eyes and his blond hair stuck out of his braid is curly wisps.

“not… not now, paimon,” aether sighed, swatting at his floating companion. a few moments passed before aether heard the familiar sparkling sound of paimon disappearing to archons know where. he let out another sigh, one that was more resigned and choked.

as he wallowed in his sorrows, he didn’t notice the geo creature towering behind him.

“watch it,” a calm voice echoed through his ears. just as aether turned to face the roaring geovishap, he felt the back of his scarf get tugged on as he was pulled back.

from what he could see through the blur of rock and ash, the dark brown scales were what caught his attention the most. the creature’s tail flowed along with the golden fur gathered at the end of it, its claws tipped as gold as mora. the polearm it grasped in its clawed hands matched its body perfectly, from the color to the rigid edges mimicking crystals.

“who…?” was the only word aether managed to mutter as he stared up in awe at the creature. it, or rather he, peered over his shoulder to look down at the traveler, his eyes sharp as he stared.

“i’m afraid we will attract more attention if we remain here,” he bellowed, seemingly speaking to someone other than aether. “it would be wise to bring him inside.”

“of course,” a distant voice responded. as aether blinked, he found himself a ways away from where he had been before. instead of the soft grass of liyue, he found himself sitting on smooth rock littered with sparkling geodes and crystals. in front of him stood an intricate building framed by lanterns of varying sizes and designs.

“aether,” the same voice cooed, this time coming from a source visible to him. walking towards him was a figure wearing a (color) kimono covered by a similar haori. hanging from their fingers was a lantern, its light illuminating the area far better than the countless lanterns hanging on the building behind them. “i have been awaiting your arrival. please come inside.”

aether managed to push himself up, careful to avoid the sharp and ragged edges of the rock beneath him. the figure stared at him for a moment before greeting, “i shall be your host. if you have any requests, please feel free to ask.”

“my… host?” aether echoed, cautiously walking towards the (h/color)-haired figure. their smile remained unchanged as he grew closer.

“yes. that is our job here, after all. come, we mustn’t delay,” the host ushered, reaching out to grab aether’s wrist. they pulled him along the trail before continuing, “if we do, there’s no guarantee they won’t catch up to us.”

“they…? huh?!” aether quickly glanced over his shoulder to see a hoard of geovishaps and their hatchlings barreling towards them. he reached out to summon his sword but was quickly interrupted by the hand of his host.

“ah, there’s no need for that,” they muttered, lightly pushing aether’s hand down as wind began to swirl around the two. “let us handle this matter. for now, let’s head inside.”

“inside… this?” aether questioned, nodding up to the lantern-filled building.

“my inn,” the host answered with the same smile, watching for a few moments as the wind began to flow towards the hoard of monsters. “i can assure you that this inn is the safest place to be when being chased by teyvat’s creatures. however…”

the host released aether’s wrist, prompting the traveler to pause just before the steps of the inn. the host turned around slowly, their haori flowing behind them as if it were a cape.

“i do need… one thing from you.” their lantern seemed to glow brighter, causing the shine in their eyes to become more intense than before. “i ask that you grant me one of your secrets.”

the moment aether stepped inside, the inn was far grander than he had previously thought. keeping up the theme, the ceiling was shrouded in lanterns, making the wood that presumably supported it invisible due to them while tatami mats lined the floor in a distinct pattern.

“well? is it suitable for your tastes?” the host asked, sliding the door closed as quietly as possible.

“uh… how do i say this…?” aether muttered to himself, looking around at the room he had just stepped foot in. “it’s… actually really nice. am i even allowed to be here?”

“of course,” the host reassured, ignoring the roars outside the door. aether jumped back suddenly as the door was pushed in, barely keeping intact as another roar was heard.

“how is this even standing…?”

“ah, company secret,” the host grinned before clapping their hands lightly. “now then. venti! get the luggage, would you?”

aether yelped as he felt wind fly up behind him, the bag he had carried being hoisted from his shoulders into the air. as the wind began to swirl, a figure began to manifest from the air.

“huh?! wh-what?!” aether gaped, looking back and forth between his host and the wind being only known as “venti”.

“don’t fret,” the host called. “he works for me.”

“that’s not what’s weird…” aether clarified, fiddling with the end of his scarf. “he… formed from the wind.”

“oh? it seems our guest is not as shocked as we thought he would be,” the host hummed, glancing over their shoulder at the traveler.

“he isn’t one to be easily scared,” venti points out, twirling the end of one of his braids with his finger. “in fact, i would have been surprised if he were afraid of a mere wind spirit.”

“i guess let the wind lead was literal, huh?” aether laughed to himself, earning a small smile from venti.

“that it is,” venti hummed softly, part of his body disappearing as the wind carried it away. the upper half of his body remained, allowing him to float around the host and wrap his arms around them. the host remained unbothered, lifting one of their hands to lightly glide their fingers along venti’s neck. “the people of mondstadt cherish that saying. in a way, they cherish my ability to lead them in the right direction. and you were led here. we will do our best to help you relax. both body and mind.”

“follow me,” the host ushered as venti fluttered after them in a gust of wind. as aether walked down the halls, he couldn’t help but take in the only piece of decoration that littered the inn.

lanterns. varying lanterns of size, color, shape, and design lined the walls and filled the ceilings. he recognized a few of them as xiao lanterns, the very same ones he had written a wish in during liyue’s lantern rite.

“uh, excuse me?” aether called out, prompting the host to look over their shoulder at him. “i’m… i’m really grateful for all of this but… i don’t think i can afford any of this? it just looks really expensive…”

“…pfft!” venti, who had appeared beside the host in a gust of wind, tried to suppress his laugh but to no avail.

“venti, you’re being rude,” the host scolded as they guided aether into a separate room, they led the traveler to a small table beside a window, the outside still littered with floating lanterns. the host took their seat and motioned to the chair in front of them, causing aether to sit opposite of them.

they placed their lantern on the table and interlocked their fingers, resting their chin on the small platform they had formed. “aether, the compensation i’m searching for is not mora. i’ve told you before, the one request i ask of you is simply your secret. nothing more.”

“that… that’s it?” aether asks, nervously squirming in his seat. “there’s no… extra thing you need? nothing for me to find or fight or make. just… a secret?”

“that’s all,” the host reassures, smiling softly. “and in exchange, we promise to do whatever we can to find your sister. and that’s not putting up missing person posters.”

it was as if aether just shut down at that moment. anything regarding his sister, even if it’s a lie, is sure to attract aether. all he could think about at that moment was reuniting with lumine and leaving this world that took advantage of him and his kindness.

“just a secret… just a secret…” aether muttered to himself, squeezing his hands. “let’s see… i guess my secret is that i’m not from this world.”

“…”

“ah-hahahaha!” venti’s laugh echoed throughout the room, causing aether to furrow his brows in confusion.

“venti!” the host calls, snapping their fingers as if scolding an animal. they let out a quiet sigh before leaning forward, their arms resting on top of the table. “i’m afraid that isn’t much of a secret to us.”

“…huh?”

“it’s quite clear to anyone who has heard of you and your deeds. no normal person from teyvat should be capable of that,” the host explains, prompting aether to hum softly.

“…i guess? so, that means i can’t stay here, right? and… you can’t help me?”

“i wouldn’t say that,” the lantern’s light suddenly dims, casting shadows on the host’s face and body. “but… i hope you don’t think that’s all you have to offer.”

“i… what are you talking about?” aether felt a chill run up his spine.

“there are other secrets, one that particularly interests me. it’s a secret that may shake your very existence,” the host points out, reaching across the table to place their finger on aether’s lips. with a sickeningly sweet smile and glazed over eyes, the host mutters, “and unless we reveal that, i’ll be unable to assist you.”

he really should have left this inn when he had the chance. one minute he was in the hot spring outside with the strangely pushy host and the next…

he’s caught in the middle of a geovishap attack with nothing but a towel to guard him. not even his sword was hidden away in the pocket space it always disappeared to.

just as the geo creature’s claws were about to crush the blond, a familiar polearm-wielding creature intercepted the attack.

“owner…” the creature huffed, kicking their weapon towards another geovishap. “with all due respect, why did you let him outside?”

“he is a bit carefree, isn’t he?” the host, now known to aether as owner, hummed. similar to aether, the only item that guarded them was a towel obtained from the hot springs. however, in their hand, they held their signature lantern, brightly lit with a flame. owner wipes away the water dripping from their face before explaining, “we were in some sort of rut regarding what he is, that’s all.”

“…i trust your judgment, owner, but we must be more careful with our guests,” the dragon-based creature sighs as it traps the geovishaps in stone.

“yes, yes, of course,” they hum as they head towards the grassy area aether had previously been taken to. they face the geovishaps before smiling, “now then, i ask that you return my guest.”

the geovishap lets out a roar followed by a series of growls. venti’s top half begins to form behind owner as he drapes their haori over their slightly dry body. “zhongli? what’s it saying?”

“hm… they’re complaining,” zhongli answers, his tail swishing as he continues to translate. “they claim to have found our guest first and that we stole him from them.”

“huh… odd,” owner hums, reaching up as venti peers over their shoulder to cup his chin. “surely you wouldn’t be complaining once you admit you followed the wind and the earth to him. without them, you wouldn’t have found him. if you’re making excuses, at least make a good one.”

as the geovishap lets out another roar, owner moves their hand to cup their lantern’s flame into their palm. “this will be my final warning to you.”

“this outlander is my guest. keep away from him.”

zhongli seems to growl at the geo creature as it responds to owner. the innkeeper lets out a dry chuckle before placing their finger on their chin, lightly tapping it as they warn, “or else, i’ll expose your secrets right here and now. do i make myself clear?”

surprisingly, the geovishaps let out a noise akin to a low whimper and scamper off, leaving aether behind in the grass. he looks off into the distance, searching for the monsters as they disappear beyond the horizon. he opens his mouth to say something before letting out a sneeze, earning a light laugh from venti. “you know, you’re the first one to run off with nothing but a towel. do you want your clothes back? they might not help much, though…”

“did… you know those things?” aether grumbles, ignoring venti who simply fiddles with the end of his wings. “you… knew their secret. you must have known them, then!”

“…i suppose you’re not wrong,” owner nods, lifting their lantern to illuminate their face. “we definitely aren’t friends, per se… but regardless, you were too occupied with the idea of us being enemies. had you stayed calm, i would have answered any questions you had. although, i don’t blame you due to all of the fetch quests you’ve been through…”

owner fiddles with the top of their lantern, the quiet squeaking of the handle moving filling the air.

“to answer your question before, they’re a part of teyvat’s creatures that are in an active search for their country’s downfall. or rather, they were recruited by that nation’s survivors to search for their oppressors or their lost comrades. it was only a matter of time before he found us since we house a myriad of creatures.”

aether paused before slowly turning to stare up at owner. oppressors. if those geovishaps had infiltrated this inn after encountering him…

what had he done to be labeled an oppressor?

“what… what did you mean by oppressors?”

owner slowly looks down at aether to meet his stare, their eyes darkened as they lift their lantern up to their face. “oh dear. you really don’t know, huh?”

they slowly walk towards the blond traveler, reaching down to trace the underside of his jaw lightly. as their finger curls back towards their palm, aether finds himself drifting towards them as if searching for their touch once more.

and as their finger pressed against his forehead, he remembered.

the cataclysm.

the fall of k'haenriah.

he wasn’t an oppressor they were searching for.

he was one of the lost comrades.

“what… what do you want from me?” aether hissed. his first question was to ask of their identities, but he felt in his gut that he already knew the answer. “you’re not… here to take me celestia, are you? or did you save me to… eat me or something…?”

“eat you?” owner echoed, covering their mouth with the tips of their fingers. “me? eat you?”

the air was soon filled with loud laughs which came from owner themselves. they turned to look at their employees, giggling, “guys! did you hear him? another one’s asked if we’re here to eat him! why do they all think they’re worth it?”

“i have no answer for that,” zhongli hums softly, his tail, once again, flicking behind him.

“maybe it’s what they want deep down,” venti giggles, his body half formed from the wind.

“heh… aether, do you remember what i’ve said before?” owner asks quietly. “mora holds no value here. we have no interest in the weight of your soul as ordained by the gods, either. and, to answer your question, i am not interested in eating your body. i’ve lost the pleasures i felt when indulging in those actions. the only thing i wish for is your secrets. nothing more.”

aether let out a yelp as he was pushed to the ground. he blinked to see owner directly above him, their legs straddling his waist and their face mere inches in front of his. they reached up and seemed to cradle his face, their thumbs brushing against his bottom lip.

“gnawing at your bones, nipping at your flesh, swallowing your remains, all of that is a source of nourishment that my body does not need nor crave. aether,” as his name came out as a soft coo from their lips, aether felt his mind fogging up and becoming distant. “i yearn for something that is much deeper in you. and that only comes to the surface when your mind and body are completely offered up to me through your deepest, darkest secret.”

“that is what i strive to have.”

These are actually 2 ningguangs, one light haired and one dark haired (dark hair ning courtesy of artistramz on Twitter and IG)

Klee and Albedo, then Hutao and Yanfei. Enjoy this mini art dump!

Slipping Through My Fingers

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)

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Now playing:Slipping Through My Fingers - ABBA

(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..”

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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”

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Birthday

Summary: It’s Childe’s birthday!

Genre: fluff and short fic (?)

G/N reader!

Warnings:none

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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)

Diluc as your boyfriend

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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༊ … FEATURING; venti, xiao. CW/TW;none!

  ಇ … venti !

• i don’t think venti really gets flustered that often, yk ? he’s really good at playing it off and turning the tables on you
• but that doesn’t in ANY way mean you can’t tryto fluster him
• i think what’ll get to him the most isn’t you actively tryingto fluster him, per se, but these little domestic acts that you don’t even think much of.
• pressing a little kiss to his lips before leaving your place ? his brain short circuits SJSJ
• stuff like that though is all i can think of that would actually fluster him, so as for whathe does when he’s flustered
• like i SWEAR hes trying not to make it that obvious but KSJ ?? he’ll freeze . like, i cant think of any other way he’d act other than staring at you mindlessly for nearly thirty seconds
• his face will warm, and after he’s collected himself the BEST thing he can do is offer a half-assed compliment that is executed . horribly
• someone save him JSJS
• he rubs the back of his neck, and avoids eye contact purely bcz he’s afraid you’ll look at his face and tease him for the little dopey smile that just won’t go away
• he’ll start rambling afterwards, talking about things that have absolutely nothingto do with anything at all . he’ll talk about the weather, about the knights, about music, i dont know he’ll talk abt whatever non stop just to get rid of the butterflies
• do it again . i dare you

  ಇ … xiao !

• forget him . help me
• . where do i even begin
• godxiao is so . adorable when he’s flustered . everyone says it but hes sucha tsundere
• again, i dont think theres a lotthat flusters him, mainly because sometimes he doesn’t really . get that you’re trying to fluster him sometimes
• but he’s sucha sucker for praise & acknowledgement, purely because of his past and how he was treated ; it’s not in the “ you’re so skilled ! ” type of way, but more like praise he hasn’t heard from anyone buthis s/o.
• call him pretty ? call him yourpretty boy ? hes gone . evaporated .
• hug him from behind ? whisper an i love you in his ear ? its over for him . its over . you’re it for him JSSKS
• his eyes go WIDE
• he only offers you a small glance before looking as far away from you as he can because archons forbid you see the look on his face . he’d absolutely lose it
• i hate saying the word blush but like . HE BLUSHES . the red hue that covers his entire face + the tips of his ears ? if youever saw that . no
• of course he knows you’ve seen it . of course . that doesn’t make it any better JSJS
• just having you see it makes him feel even worse ( not worse, really, but yk what i mean ) because hes an adeptus . he shouldnt be feeling this way
• goes dead silent . he either glares at literally nothing , watches you through his peripheral, or complains about having to go do something because he doesn’t like how hot his face feels . he needs to leave so it can go away JSJS
• poor xiao . what have u done to him

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CHILDE:

“(Y/N)!” Childe calls out lovingly from the kitchen when he hears you enter your shared apartment. His voice never fails to provide you a sense of comfort and love despite how miserable and stressed out you are right now.  "How was your da-“

And yet, today indeed took a toll on you— more than it should.

"Terrible.” You interject, throwing your body into the closest cushion you could find, slowly sinking into the couch. “I feel like absolute shit. I think my professor is out to make my life a living hell." 

"C'mere.” He tugs at your hand, dragging you out of the couch as you let out a begrudging moan, falling gracefully into his arms. “Want me to kick his ass?” He proposes.

“Sure. Want to get expelled?" 

"I’m kidding. I’m kidding.” He tousles your hair, combing his fingers through your scalp to help ease your stress. “I know I’m pretty intense, but not that intense." 

"Mhm.” You internally roll your eyes, cooing in delight as he continues to pamper you with unprompted massages. “Just let me c-cuddle with you… for a while.” You drawl.

There’s a moment of silence as Childe pulls you over to the couch again, your sad and clingy self still wrapped tightly around him, like a cute sloth clinging onto a tree branch. All is well, and you could honestly make do with spending the night in his arms.

But… he had other plans.

“Bingo!” Childe has a eureka moment as he claps his hands together, sitting up from the couch and gently placing you to the side. “Take a hot shower first, then come back to the living room, ‘kay?” He plants a kiss on your forehead, which undeniably soothes you to a momentary peace. “I’ll have a surprise waiting for you after.”

“Fine. Fine. Fine.” You sigh exasperatedly, lulling your head at the edge of the couch. “This is going to be one of those somber types of showers, so expect me to be out in 40 minutes because I’ll be moping on the shower floor and listening to sad music.”

He chuckles. “It’ll be ready by then." 

Forty minutes finally pass by as you leave your bedroom in comfy pajamas, a clearer mind, and in a less weird headspace. You do as you are told and make a beeline for the living room, an array of surprises waiting for you.

"Surprise!” Childe jumps out from behind the couch, confetti spreading everywhere, and balloons rise to the ceiling. Your eyes dart to the table in front of him and notice your favorite home-cooked ramen, Boba for dessert, new books (you have been dying to read) neatly wrapped at the side, a cute stuffed teddy bear holding a pin that says “I Wuv U. Get better soon!” and a potted hydrangea you’ve been eyeing at the store for quite a while now. It was the ultimate comfort package made in about Forty minutes. How was he able to do this?

“Oh my god.” You exclaim in awe, blissful wonderment gleaming in your eyes. “C-childe… This is…”

“Do you like it?” He grins, confident at the fact that his surprise was a success. “It was hard having to jump from one store to the next whilst trying not to burn the ramen, but I did it!” He points to himself, beaming with pride. “Your boyfriend did it!”

“Thank you.” Your voice grows hoarse, yet Childe could note nothing but love and appreciation embedded into your words. “This means a lot to me.” You run into his arms before he could even fully approach you, burying your face into his chest. “Thank you for making an otherwise shitty day so much brighter.”

He chuckles once again, stroking the back of your head. “Anything for you. It’s alright to feel like shit sometimes, but always know that I’m here, alright?”

“Always?”

“Always.”

KAEYA:

“Kaeya." 

"What’s up, babe?”

“Which one would you like to use?” Holding on to two different kinds of Korean face masks, you ask for his opinion. “The Avocado one?” You raise a mask sheet designed with green accents. “Or the Pomegranate one?” You lift the other composed of dark accents.

“I’ll go with the Avocado.” He gingerly pulls the green mask from your hand. “I chose this not because of its healing properties, but because of that one vine. That Fresh Avocadoe one.” He jokes nonchalantly, hoping for your amusing response, yet he does not get one. 

You merely chuckle at his witty jest, shaking your head suspiciously. “Pfft. That’s pretty funny.” You sit down beside him, trying to further conceal the sadness you were hiding from within. “Can’t believe you remember that vine, though.”

And so, he knew something was off.

“(Y/N).” He calls out sternly. He sighs, beckoning you to scoot closer to him. “If anything is going on right now, I’m here for you. You can tell me anything.”

Your body visibly trembles as you move closer to your indigo-haired lover. Kaeya opens his arms for you to crawl into, his hands hidden underneath your matching sweater paws, deep cerulean eyes ever so stark and bright.

You try to keep it in- but you can’t. You break. 

A waterfall of tears unceremoniously streaks down your face as soon as Kaeya envelops you in his arms. “I don’t feel like existing right now.” You murmur, resting your head on his shoulder. “Can the world just stop moving for a second? I can’t keep up. I feel like I have no purpose." 

”(Y/N) my Love…“ He gently strokes your cheek, gesturing you to look up at him. A serious look written all over his face, yet his eyes filled with kindness. "Even on these bad days and nights where everything feels lost, you still have purpose. It has been inside you since the day you were born. That passionate and feisty human being that I fell in love with. A tiny firefly born from the light of the universe. There is a world of reason and hope inside you—an entire library of thoughts, memories, and emotions. For all the moments that steal your hope and your wonder, remember the universe intended for you to happen. I’m here for you until the end of our days. I’ll never let go." 

Absolutely flabbergasted over Kaeya’s sweet (which are usually coquettish) and genuine words, you bury your face even deeper to hide the heat creeping up to your cheeks. Your voice muffled. "I don’t deserve you, Kaeya.”

“Well…” There’s a particular suggestive tone to his voice. “I mean, I am Kaeya Alberich. The most dashing man to ever-”

“Oh. Forget I ever said anything.”

“I was just kidding!”

DILUC:

The downpour of heavy rain was a perfect match to your current mood. 

Amidst the current storm happening outside that brought nothing but bad news, your professor finally released the midterm results you’ve been waiting for so long. Unfortunately, despite studying hard for the test, the results were appalling. 

This wouldn’t be an issue if you crammed all of the lessons into your brain, but no. You prepared for this. You poured your blood, sweat, and tears into acing this exam. But… why did you get a below-average grade? Does your professor hate you or?

“Diluc….” You groan, dragging yourself into the living room where your boyfriend was seated on the couch, wearing his cute rimmed spectacles (the literal embodiment of a handsome dork) and his computer practically glued to his lap. “What grade did you get on our Mondstadt History test?”

“I got a 4.0.” He responds casually, taking off his reading glasses and putting them back in their case. “What about you?”

“Well, I g-got a…” Your words trail off as you turn your eyes to the phone and gaze back at him. “A 2.0.” Your lips curl to a frown as you throw yourself to the couch, hurrying over to lay on his lap and bury your face on a pillow. “I worked so hard for this test. I didn’t expect this at all! What did I do wrong!? Am I just not enough to academically please Professor Venti!? Am I not cool enough to have a huge group of friends and be invited to cool college parties!?" 

The thunder roars, the lightning flashes, and the rain grows stronger as soon as you finish venting to Diluc. You were never one to put too much thought into simple frustrations, but this little predicament indeed brought you to the edge.

"You are enough.” Diluc whispers, emphasizing his words in his usual stern but loving tone. “You’re strong and beautiful, and the way you present yourself or the number of friends you have doesn’t change how big your heart is.” Diluc begins to grow flustered as he continues, “Your hair looks nice, and so do your eyes, and the way you eat a half tub of ice cream is… sexy as hell. You are the most important person in my life, and in times that you feel as if you’re not worth it all, trust me. You’ll always be enough for me.”

A cheeky smile forms on your lips as you look up to gaze into his starry crimson eyes. Wrapping your arms around the crook of his neck, you plant a kiss on his lips. 

“Thanks.” You give him another peck. “I really needed that." 

ZHONGLI:

Zhongli has his day off from classes today, whereas you had one from 12 to 3 pm. 

Which also meant that it was his time to do the chores around the apartment. Not that he didn’t mind, though, although he’d love to do things as mundane as this if he were doing it with you. Doing the laundry, buying groceries, and cleaning the house… There was never a dull moment if he got to spend it with you.

Whilst he was cleaning the bedroom, he stumbled upon a crumpled piece of paper on your side of the desk. Written on it were doodles of sad little faces, a cute drawing of him hugging you with a cup of tea in between the both of you, and words that spelled out "I wish this class would end.

I’m so tired that I just want to sleep for a million years and just cuddle with Zhongli ” He then deduced that you had written this in one of your Psych classes that you were also taking today. 

Wanting to cheer you up, he decides to make a little surprise for you in the most Zhongli way he can. 

“Z-Zhongli?” You call out in an exasperating tone. “I’m home.”

No reply.

Shrugging to yourself, you walk straight into the bedroom, hoping he’s there reading a book, yet he isn’t. After dropping your things, you walk into the kitchen, hoping he’s cooking some bamboo shoot soup, but he isn’t there either. 

“Zhongli?” You call out again. 

Then, you hear a knock from outside. Turning around to look for where the sound may come from, you see your graciously tall boyfriend knock from behind the glass door leading to the balcony. 

He then bows, scooting to the side to see what he has prepared for you—bamboo shoot soup for two, your favorite herb relieving tea, and an envelope wrapped with a ribbon. 

Pushing the door aside, you walk up to him as a tired smile forms on your face. Your worries were slowly washed away.

“I prepared a little something for you.” He announced. Gentlemanly pulling out your seat so you can plop down comfortably. “Along with a short poem.”

You tilt your head at him, reaching out for the golden brown envelope before you as you begin to read its contents.

I wish I could do more than kiss your tiredness away.

I wish I were a celestial being from the skies— One of the seven archons of the past so that I may wish your worries away with a wave of my finger.

But… you must know. These feelings do not make you weak or clingy or overly emotional. They make you strong, brave, and beautiful. You are not merely made of stardust; you are the comet streaking through the sky on the way to do good and bright things. You are a blessing to this world. A divine gift that only a few may appreciate at this time, but know this: Your tiredness is temporary. You will do great things, and I will always be right behind you. For whenever you may fall and whenever you may falter, I will help you stand up once again.”

XIAO:

At the dead of the night, his phone rings.

Xiao was not the type of person to answer calls or messages, especially at 3 in the morning. It was undoubtedly uncharacteristic of him. Given, he was awake and had harrowing thoughts that kept him up at night, but he didn’t want to entertain anyone else when he lies on his bed and contemplates life while staring at the blinking fairy lights taped to the edges of his ceiling.

Then, he sees the Caller ID.

It’s you. 

His most beloved– The most precious soul to ever walk into his life. You are the only one to have made his heart love in the most inexplicable ways despite all the mistakes he has made.

He immediately picks up. 

“Xiao?” Your voice is frail and quiet from the other line. “Are you awake?”

“Yeah, I am. What’s wrong?”

“I’m just worried about the future, you know. I want to be free and see places. But… I feel as if it’s impossible.” You reply, your voice growing more agitated. “Can you play My Heart Will Go On on the flute for me, please?”

“I know that’s a meme, (Y/N).” He snaps, shaking his head at your attempt to make a joke. “I’m not that dumb, you know.”

“Well… can you sing me a lullaby then?”

He sighs. But you know he’ll give in anyway. “Fine." 

With a clear of his throat, you hear his voice grow louder as if he was speaking directly through his phone’s mic. Then, he begins. 

"I guess I’ll have to face that in this awful place, I shouldn’t show a trace of doubt… But pulled against the grain, I feel a little pain, That I would rather do without… I’d rather be Free-ee-ee from here.”

Hoping for a pleasant reaction, Xiao receives silence. That one gets when the person on the other line had fallen asleep. It was peaceful. Tranquil. He could imagine your sleeping figure now, lulled to sleep by his sweet lullaby.

Xiao shook his head once again, a ghost of a smile present on his face. “Goodnight (Y/N). I love you. I hope I was able to ease your worries away… and I hope I’ll be able to ease more to come.”

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so who’s gonna kiss the cook

10:12PMldon’t you know in your heart is a powerto change everything?

you used to swat his touch away without thinking about it. a hand on your shoulder, an arm around your waist, any inkling of childeattempting to cozy up to you was immediately ignored.

and despite the title that loomed over his head, or the knowledge of his power that stuck itself in yours, it would only delight him. the man known to kill without a second thought would merely tilt back his head and let out a hearty laugh, as if your rejection was the most charming thing.

“do you trust me?” he’d ask, hand outstretched obnoxiously.

i don’t trust you because i know you, you had always thought. though, he never really needed to hear it to know the reason behind your coldness.

“not particularly.” you’d reply, lips turning up with the ghost of a smile.

because while your feelings towards him have always been quite clear, you are bound to him by contract – a spy and a harbinger, brought together by nothing more than the duties that plague you. your relationship is a convenience moved by the tsaritsa’s will alone.

but, playing such a role requires it, trust. you’ve always liked to think that childe understands this as well as you do. that being truly close to him is not something that aligns with your interests.

hence, you thought you would be happy when he finally forced himself away from you. you thought that a bit of space was all you needed to calm the incessant burning in your chest, something you’d assumed was annoyance.

yet, instead of your heart forgetting the stimulation, it grew restless.

perhaps that’s what pushed you to make exceptions you shouldn’t have. drunk on backfiring change, an eager heart had persuaded you beyond points you had planned to explore, to a point you were always forbidden to know.

you still pushed away childe’s hands and friendly words with ease, but your personal turmoils made the moments you were forced to act more real.

“may i?”

in that snezhnayan town square, he had extended his arm to you. an invitation you could only stare at, wondering which persona of yours would fight its way to the surface first.

“it would be my pleasure.” you respond, lips curling into a dainty smile that poked at your already softening resolve.

you were contracted to act like this. you were contacted to look enamoured with the tall man in front of you, so long as other eyes are on you. but it was the public’s trust you needed to gain, so why did it seem like his was beginning to mean more?

you had no choice but to look a bit deeper into the man’s adoring eyes, into the look that despite the man’s personal convictions, was supposedly only a show.

and as your heart finally began to still, you were thrown further from the tsaritsa’s path than you had ever intended.

sometimes, you wonder what happened to that fearless and daring person you had once been. you had successfully stared your future in the eyes many times, calm all the while, as if there wasn’t a worse punishment than pretending to be in love with someone you were trying so hard to avoid.

i’ve become weak, you think, as you eye childe’s outstretched hand.

“do you trust me?” he asks, grin wide.

because you are no longer in a position where you will deny yourself the things you want, you take it. you take his hand and even though it’s not the first time his fingers have locked with yours, or you’ve felt your heart jump at the trace of contact, you smile.

i trust you because i know better now.

“don’t count on it for too long.”

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i love ayato

the orders you’d received for this assignment had been simple: 

wait around in uyuu restaurant in plainclothes to get eyes on the target. discern his motives through some good ol’ fashioned eavesdropping, and report back. 

you were meant to sit at the bar, where you could see all the exits, the stairs, and all the guests. yet when you’d arrived and told them the name your reservation was under, they’d led you to a private table in the corner of the room. 

“there must be a mistake,” you frown as you’re sat down and handed a menu. this is hardly an appropriate vantage point. you can’t see the face of the guests at the bar, nor do you have eyes on the exits. 

“there is no mistake,” a familiar voice answers, and of course, stepping around the partition is none other than your boss. ayato’s wearing that smile as he approaches the table, the one you’ve seen him use to manipulate thoma into trying some suspicious looking drinks, or other clan leaders into traps.

(the one that, in your experience, almost always means, ‘i’m up to something.’)

“can i start you both with something to drink?” 

“just bring what we discussed, please,” ayato says before you can get a word out. then, to you, “you look confused. the yashiro commission promised to take care of your reservation. is the table not to your liking?”

the table is not your issue. well, not completely. 

“what are you doing here?”

he pays no mind to your sharp tone, simply slipping off his coat and handing it off to be put away. “what kind of boss would i be, if i did not check in with my employees from time to time?”

“this isn’t checking in,” you snap, glancing around when a few heads turn your way. “you’re interfering with my job. i should have you detained.”

“oh?” he asks, looking all too smug as he settles himself across from you. “and on whose authority?”

you bite back your retort as the waiter brings a bottle of dandelion wine to the table. how they managed to obtained imported wine from mondstadt when the country was closed was a mystery to you, but you have a feeling the man across from you might be responsible.

so you allow yourself a small sip your wine (you are still on the job, after all), watching warily as he discreetly places a hefty tip into the waiter’s palm. 

“is there a reason you’re here, sir?” 

ayato grins over the rim of his cup. “well, i like to think we’re merely enjoying each other’s company. also— you know how i feel about you using such formalities.”

you simply roll your eyes at him, setting your cup down gently. “well, when i’m technically supposed to be working, so it doesn’t feel right to call you by your name, my lord.” 

ayato sighs, placing his cup on the table and folding his hands over his desk as he studies you in that all too analytical way of his. “yet you feel comfortable enough to call thoma by his name in any capacity. how is this any different?”

“thoma is not the yashiro commissioner, nor is he my boss. he’s my friend.” 

he huffs at that, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting in a way that ayaka would call ‘petulant and childlike.’ “well, since i am your boss, i’ve a mind to order you to address me informally. as you would a friend.” 

“and i believe that’s what people an abuse of power.” 

his hum is accompanied by a slight tilt of his head. “why let it go to waste?”

you sigh, picking up your cup and taking longer than normal sip before murmuring, “there was never any mission, was there?”

and there’s that handsome grin again, but this time it’s accompanied that look. the one reserved for you. it’s not cold or calculating or sharp. it’s almost…fond. 

“ayato–”

the waiter chooses that moment to return, notepad in hand as he asks, “are we ready to order?” 

—

“i am perfectly capable of finding my way home,” you sigh. “you didn’t need to walk me.” 

“i know,” ayato hums. “i just wanted to.”

you roll your eyes, but don’t say anything more as the two of you stroll through inazuma city. it’s quiet between you two, and you can’t help but notice the comfortable space between you both slowly beginning to dwindle.

it could be nothing, you tell yourself. the wanting to see you, the playful banter, the dinner. it could be nothing. maybe you’re reading too far into it.

“it is a lovely night, is it not?”

his hand brushes yours. you pull your hand away.

“what are you doing?” you whisper harshly, glancing around at the various bystanders gawking at you both, in awe of the rare sight of the yashiro commissioner perusing the street.

who just tried to hold your hand. you’re mortified. your heart is racing.

you want to hold his hand too.

but even if you want to, you can’t. you shouldn’t. he’s your boss. a member of the tri-commission. the head of a very powerful clan.

and you’re just you.

it must be written all over your face, this mix of emotions you’re cycling through, because ayato takes a step back, clearing his throat awkwardly.

“i apologize if that was too forward of me. i’d thought….”

“it’s okay,” you assure him quietly. “just…not now. not here.”

“so you’d be okay if we…” he glances around, at the people whispering around you both. “elsewhere?”

“if you can get more of that wine…maybe.”

ACTS OF ENDEARMENT (WINTER EDITION) // CHILDE, THOMA, ZHONGLI, DILUC, XIAO, BAAL, VENTI + ITTO

warnings: none

synopsis: general scenarios genshin characters and reader go through during winter!

writer’s note: merry christmas to all & happy holidays to my followers! you guys definitely motivate me to post more, so thank you! what i’ve written is more catering to winter generally. venti’s got a mention of holiday songs, but not any specifics in mind. itto’s is about a new year’s festival! so happy i got him haha

i’ve been nothing but excited to work on this, hence the longer scenarios and such. hope you guys enjoy reading as much as i did writing!

content under the cut!

YOU’RE HEARTWARMING. LITERALLY.

CHILDE

on the rare occasion he gets an extra break during winter, he’ll take you out somewhere in snezhnaya. usually a popular shopping district!

the two of you walk down the snowy, illuminated streets while he’s off in his own world retelling a memory from his childhood. he insists on holding all of the numerous bags; it only gives the impression to onlookers that you two are a lovely close-knit couple (but he’ll stop himself from admitting that thought to you you for now).

not only that, but it’s not exactly hard to miss the lingering look of adoration in his eyes whenever his gaze is upon you.

however that look only twists in concern when he sees you rubbing your numb hands together in a desperate attempt at warming them. his heart aches when he sees the way you shiver from the biting wind.

setting the bags down lightly, he pauses in the middle of his steps and you do too. you look over at him with curiosity as the harbinger takes his own gloves off, placing them by cupping his hands with yours. his hands are warm, you note. a stark contrast compared to yours.

he parts to reach for his red scarf and scolds you for not preparing accordingly for the weather. his fingers move deftly to cover all of your exposed skin, wrapping the scarf carefully around your neck.

the scarf radiates warmth from its previous wearer, his scent wafting through your nose. you want nothing but to bury your face deeper into the soft material and sigh happily, but if you did that in front of childe he would never stop teasing you.

speaking of the redhead, he’s already picking the bags up and walking again. clearing your throat, you follow suit. “what about you? aren’t you cold?” his eyes flash over to you immediately at the sound of your voice.

“hm?” he cocks his head, “don’t worry about me partner! i’m used to this weather, and snezhnaya has had much worse.”

you can practically feel the proud grin he has on his face without even looking at him. he’s oozing confidence. “alright, but you’re taking them back when we get to your house.”

“it’s fine, you can keep them i promise!” he insists. you only sigh, giving in to his stubborn nature.

the walk only continues in a comfortable silence, the only thing heard was the heavy trudging through snow and slight clinking of metals from his expensive clothing.

“they look better on you anyway,” he mutters inaudibly.

THOMA

thoma knows how to knit. so when the colder season comes rolling around the corner in inazuma, he’s already got a hand-knit scarf and mittens ready for you. he’s remembered your favorite color and even chose the most comfortable yet durable yarn!

he just didn’t expect you to wear them so often. almost everytime you go out, the sight of you wearing the mittens renders him sighing dreamily with a dopey grin.

“hey! i’ll be ready in a second, i just can’t find my scarf,” you scratch the back of your neck bashfully and invite the blonde into your home.

he looks around, nervous. this is the first time he’s been inside of your house, he swallows and sets his shoes down. it’s small but definitely pleasant, homey and inviting. “it’s fine,” he smiles sheepishly, “if you want i can help you look for it!”

you deadpan at him, “no. you do enough helping– for archons’ sake, tonight is supposed to be an off day for you! no helping, just sit here,” you sigh in mock exasperation jokingly and he only laughs, assuring that he won’t move an inch.

while seated, thoma can’t help but think that the sight of you running around your own home frantically searching for something is adorably domestic. before he can indulge in the thought anymore, he hears a relieved shout coming from the other room.

“found it!” you come running down the hall, wrapping the scarf around your neck and motioning at him with your hand. “come on, let’s get going! we’re gonna be late and i don’t wanna even think about arguing to the attendant,” you babble on about how difficult it was to get reservations at this time of the year to the high end hot pot restaurant which he loved and frequented.

thoma chuckles, shaking his head and putting his shoes on. he holds the door open for you with one hand, looking at your outfit.

what you wore was nice and complimented the weather. what stuck out to him was the sight of you in the scarf he had knitted himself– the way it tied the whole outfit together made his lips quirk upwards in the slightest.

hopefully he’ll see you wear the newly-knitted sweater he had sitting on his bed for you just as much.

ZHONGLI

he constantly has a hot cup of tea waiting for you. your favorite brew, decaf or not– all up to your preference! if you’re not a big fan of the bitterness tea brings, he has lighter leaves to combat that as well!

the weather drops significantly in liyue during winter; nowhere near as cold as snezhnaya, but still chilly nonetheless. he really doesn’t want you to get sick; but he can’t really do much as the two of you are busy with your own work. which is why he’s invited you over for a chat the instant he heard from hu tao about how you had caught a cold.

“what’s this?” you sniffle, putting your shoes by the doorway and striding up to zhongli.

he’s sitting by the fire with a new set of teacups that look antique. upon closer inspection, it’s of a traditional liyuean design, definitely not anything you’d see being made lately. he hums, “i was cleaning out some things and found it for you. it’s a set made to remedy ill conditions like colds and sore throats,” he rubs the set clean with a hot cloth and sets a cup down gingerly.

“that’s possible? how– and why do you have this?” you stare at the cups in awe and the male besides you chuckles.

“one moment,” he leaves to his kitchen momentarily before coming back with a familiar canister of tea leaves, gesturing for you to sit down.

“it’s a long story, but the adeptus used to–” he jumps slightly at the unexpected sound of your sneeze, pulling out a handkerchief.

he hands it to you, brows furrowed in concern. “i have some bamboo shoot soup cooking in the kitchen but it won’t be ready for a while. are you free to stay the evening?”

you nod eagerly at his request, “your bamboo shoot soup is seriously the best! i’m gonna be cured in no time at this rate,” you laugh out, suddenly abashed you avert your gaze to the cups. “thanks, you really didn’t have to do this,”

“nonsense,” he gives you a small smile, already onto preparing the hot water and tea leaves.

DILUC

he gives you his coat, the dark jacket he has on most the time. the first time he gave it to you, he said that he’d be fine with his vest alone, and that he has a spare.

it’s hefty, his coat. you can tell it definitely wasn’t something cheap from its weight which allows it to warm you instantly. you can see why he wears it so much now.

he’s lent it to you so much that its initial scent has grown tame, the smoking firewood and faint sweetness from alcohol brewing fading. you’ve tried to return it to him, but he insists that it does you more good than with him. after all, he does have a spare!

which is why he’s surprised you’re gifting it back to him with some embellishments and newly embroidered designs on it.

“i don’t know if you’ll like it,” you fumble with the bag as you present the gift to him, “but i spent a lot of time on it!”

diluc takes the coat out and stares at it with an interested gleam in his eye. “it’s,” he pauses, hand trailing down a sleeve that has a beautiful yet fashionable new design sewn onto it, “it’s wonderful. you did this?”

you nod eagerly, smiling. “yeah! it took a lot of practice, but i think it’s pretty neat! do you like it?”

“i do,” he nods at you, “thank you. are you going to be fine the walk home?” he eyes your clothes warily, already seeing how your arms suppress a noticeable tremble.

you only laugh nervously, looking away as you wave at him, “i’ll be okay! i don’t really live far from the tavern and today isn’t that cold!”

diluc only huffs, shaking his head and he offers an arm, ears heating up as you look directly into his eyes questioningly. “i’ve already closed up. come on.”

XIAO

he can’t do much, is what he tells himself. but when xiao sees you shivering on the balcony of wangshu inn just to visit him amidst the wintery season of liyue, he feels bad.

he should do something to keep you warm and comfortable, the cold doesn’t necessarily bother him but seeing you shake and cupping your hands together makes him ponder what he could do.

he can’t really offer you any clothes, and you won’t go inside where it’s warm whenever he tells you to. he suggested a blanket or something of the sorts, but you claimed that it would just get dirty. he told you to layer up– but you didn’t exactly have any jackets or sweaters thick enough. “i wanna keep you company!”

he scoffs, at your words, crossing his arms. “you can do that inside. i’m not that far.”

you only whine, “it won’t be the same. and it’s not even that cold, really!”

“you were sick last week.”

“not anymore!” you grin at him. xiao doesn’t say anything, seemingly contemplating something with a crease in his brows. all of a sudden, an idea comes to mind. you’re sitting next to him in silence, closing your eyes as a harsh gust of wind sweeps through. xiao shifts, turning his body to face the direction of the wind.

at the sudden absence of wind slapping at your face, you open your eyes to see xiao’s back.

he turned in order to block the breeze.

you feel your face burn, muttering out a quiet ‘thank you’ and he only nods.

RAIDEN SHOGUN

she can’t do a lot other than fluctuate the weather to suit your current condition.

if you’re showing the slightest signs of discomfort from the cold, expect a clear sky with a bright sun as soon as she notices. it doesn’t take long for her to notice either, ei is scarily perceptive.

if you’re sick, she’ll definitely watch out for you and make sure the least amount of casualties come your way (the ones in her control). it worries her seeing you not in your best condition and she wants nothing but for you to feel happy and healthy soon!

she’ll send commands from her plane of euthymia to keep tabs on you, ensuring your health and wellbeing. ei would personally summon you– but she doesn’t want to risk putting any strain on your body from doing so.

“i’m fine, really,” you hand a small tri-color dango to the concerned purple haired woman. “i stopped coughing and sneezing yesterday, and i’m perfectly fine in here with you!”

she purses her lips, eyes glossing over with unease. “if you say so. i will try to help aid in preventing this matter from happening to you ever again. i’ve already taken the extra precaution.” she accepts the treat and smiles softly at you.

letting out a small sigh, you take a sip from your dango milk and stare at your lap. “it’s nice that you care about my wellbeing, but you should watch yours as well.”

ei only tilts her head in confusion, “i can assure you i won’t get sick, plane of euthymia or not.”

you laugh, “i mean– mentally. you say you’re fine but, aren’t you lonely in here? i mean i can’t always drop by like this. i don’t wanna hassle you, and it’s indecent of me to intrude,”

she only sets down her food, staring at you with a reassuring fondness. “i don’t mind having you here. your company is enjoyable, i only wish you could stay longer.” you hope she doesn’t notice your wide eyes and flustered expression. (but she does!)

VENTI

venti loves winter with you! from making snowmen in the coast of dragonspine to singing winter jingles together on starsnatch cliff, he finds that no activity is boring with you around.

most the things you do together may seem childish, but to venti he just sees it as opportunities to bond and have a good time!

winter in mondstadt means a festive setting and that comes with plenty of holiday songs. he enjoys singing them with you, whether he’s the main vocalist or the faint echo in the back.

something about the way you laugh out of embarrassment as you finish a song with him makes his heart stutter in its pace. but if he were to be asked what he enjoyed the most about winter so far, it would definitely be the thing you two were doing right now.

“ah, can you hand me the eggwash?” you reach over for a clean brush and venti obliges to your request, sliding you the mixture.

“thank you,” you hum, getting to work immediately. venti only watches you and his eyes light up in curiosity.

“when will the pie be ready?” he grins, tracing shapes in the spilled flour. “please tell me it’ll be ready soon, it’ll be ready soon right?”

your eyes narrow at him, “venti this isn’t the first time we’ve made an apple pie together. it’ll take two to three hours before we can eat it, cooling and all.” he groans, fully knowing what your reply would be. still, it doesn’t make him any less distraught. you only sigh.

“if it’ll make you happy, i can make some apple crisps with the leftover apples while we wait. it’ll only take about ten minutes, promise!” his cheering brings a small smile to your face as you put the pie in the oven.

now for the rest of the two or so hours, you have no idea how to contain him.

ITTO

staking out and snowballing kujou sara.

is what he wishes the two of you could do, but he’s got way more fun activities in mind! during this time of year, yoimiya puts out the most impressive fireworks at the new years festival and he wants nothing but to watch it with you this year!

he’s got nothing but one goal in mind, to make sure you enjoy the experience as much as possible. he’s taken the extra steps of snagging a lot of jobs beforehand to have a hefty amount of mora to spend on food for the two of you. he wouldn’t normally do this, but for you he wanted to go above and beyond.

“do you need any help with that?” you glance over to the oni whose arms are borderline bursting with different snacks and such.

he looks at you with a stuffed mouth, grinning from ear to ear. “nope! i goth this coveredth!” following him up the small hill, he leads you to a side of the festival that doesn’t have much people.

the two of you settle down and chat and you occasionally laugh at his silly antics. right now he had two wooden sticks from the skewered dango hanging from his mouth, making impressions of animals.

suddenly, he turns his head and takes the sticks out, pointing ahead. “it’s starting, alright! shhh!”

confused, you look in the direction he had his attention trained on. not a minute later, a large high pitched sound fills the air and a bright firework lights up the sky. multiple follow, and the cheering of people and loud noises can be heard in the distance.

itto joins in on the noise and gets up with two pots in hand, repeatedly banging them together. you laugh at the scene, apparently it was an inazuman tradition to scare off bad spirits and bring in good luck for the upcoming year.

“come on, you try!” he grins boyishly as he hands you the pots, taking your wrist in his hand as he pulls you up. he definitely succeeded in making you enjoy the experience– of his company.

HOW THEY HOLD YOUR HAND // CHILDE, THOMA, ZHONGLI, DILUC, XIAO, BAAL, VENTI + KAZUHA

warnings: none

synopsis: how i think the aforementioned genshin characters would hold your hand :]

writer’s note: again the bias with tartaglia in this one is so evident but i am shameless, speaking of my favorite stay tuned for a longfic with tartaglia himself on.. soulmates

**edit: no longer about soulmates oh boy here we go

content under the cut!

YOUR HAND LOOKS LONELY.. CAN I HOLD IT?

CHILDE

his grasp is firm, yet gentle. his hands are cold, but it isn’t anything akin to the biting frost of snezhnaya. his hands are much more of a soothing, cool feeling and if you held them long enough, they’d emit a soft warmth with time.

he usually has his gloves on. if it’s a lazy day and he doesn’t have to do much other than sign papers, he’ll keep them off. trace the little cuts and he’ll give you a small smile and a shake of his head when you ask if it hurts.

his palms are rough and calloused, a result of mastering the art of different weapons. scars litter the back of his palms.

there was once when he babbled on about how much training he had to endure to master wielding all the different variety of weapons. excitedly expressing how he’s finally so happy that he’s getting so close with his signature bow. upon you mentioning how he has yet to “master wielding” your hand, he found his face heating up, before cockily pointing out how lucky he was it’ll be something only he alone can “wield.”

when he lets go, whether or not because something came up or just to leave to run an errand– his finger tips linger longer for yours. he doesn’t want to leave you just yet. before he lets go, he already finds himself missing the familiar affection in his palm.

pinkie promise him you’ll hold his hand plenty when he comes back for dinner, won’t you?

THOMA

warm; oh so very warm! if it’s winter or even on a particularly chilly day and you find your hands getting the slightest bit cold, slip your hand flat against his.

he welcomes you with open arms (fingers..?)! he insists the red on his face is from the cold, not from the contact; laughing bashfully as you interlock your fingers, bringing your hand up to his mouth to plant kisses upon your knuckles.

his hands aren’t exactly as rough as you’d think with all the chores he has to do all day, but they aren’t particularly the softest thing in the world. his hands are pleasing to look at as well, the cream color always seems to emit a captivating glow in the sunlight.

say this to him and he’ll stop whatever he’s doing– be it chopping carrots or folding laundry– just to stare at you with an unbelievably soft gaze, lips drawn in a tight line as he wonders just what in celestia he did to get so lucky with you.

that’s before he comes up with something he deems even cheesier to say back at you of course.

ZHONGLI

you usually interlock arms, as he deems it more convenient. his hands are occupied most of the time, be it holding a cup of tea or reading a book. not only that, but he finds interlocking fingers or holding your hands as you walk quite awkward. do his gloves really feel that nice?

but that isn’t to say it’s a bad thing! on the rare occasion you do hold hands, it’s usually sitting across from each other or somewhere private.

when you two are in bed, you often find yourself playing with his gloveless hand. like the element he commands, sturdy and protective. his hands are no different.

if you look close enough, you can see that the veins coursing through them glow with a pale, faint golden yellow. if you plant kisses upon them, he’ll let out a pleased hum before reaching for your palm to do the same.

given he’s a pleaser if anything, it just doesn’t feel right if he doesn’t reciprocate.

DILUC

to be honest, you won’t find yourself holding his hand a lot.

sharing affections with the busy man are usually on a more intimate scale, examples including eskimo kisses as he leaves the manor or even welcoming hugs when he comes back.

but the closest thing you’ll get to hand holding with diluc ragnvindr would be having his hand laid atop yours while you two are either sleeping or reading a book by the fire.

they have calluses from his duty of protecting mondstadt, but his hands have a lot of care put into them. you can tell when you bring them up to your eyes. they’re perfectly trimmed, clean nails, healthy nail beds, you get the gist. diluc values his hygiene plenty and seeing as he handle people’s drinks, he finds it all the more a reason to take care of them.

he loves to cup your face in his hands, thumbs rubbing at the soft shape of your cheekbones as he leans down to take a kiss from you.

XIAO

if you’re looking for full blown interlaced fingers and the soft caress of a thumb against the back of your palm with this adeptus– please look elsewhere.

he isn’t familiar with such complicated contact like that, much less with the people he deems close to him. not only that, but he finds the prospect of hand holding a bit unnecessary. what if he needs his hands to protect you in case something comes up? not only that, but why are you going to him if your hands are cold? there’s plenty of safe heat sources in wangshuu inn, do you see him as your personal heater?

but something he doesn’t mind is hooking his pinkie with yours. of course, only when he has absolutely nothing to do and is completely free.

when he sits atop the balcony in wangshuu inn, you’re given every greenlight to stride up to him, sit besides him, and lock pinkies. he’ll get a bit warm in the face and try to shy away from you if you were to have a sentimental moment with him before this.

he silently begs for one thing– don’t tease him. at least not too much, he’s trying his best for you, okay?

RAIDEN SHOGUN

her hands are supple, soft.

she likes the contact! if anything she finds it endearing that you’ve gone out of your way to ask her for her permission to do this in the first place.

she remembers clear as day when you had first asked, flusteredly waving your arms around. saying how you didn’t want to provide her any discomfort. with a small amused smile, she waved off your concerns and took your hand in hers, effectively shutting you up.

ei finds that her favorite way of browsing through the streets of inazuma city is with you, cupping her hand with yours as the two of you walk together. she adores the look on your face when you lead her through the stalls and go up to one asking for dango milk for the both of you.

it never fails to touch her heart that you remember her personal preference for the simplest things (at least in her mind) like food.

VENTI

being a musician, his hands are more firmer than you’d think.

hours spent plucking away at the strings of the harp had made his fingertips more solid than yours, but it suits him plenty, only adding to the infinite charm that the bard exudes.

he loves holding your hand! the type to swing your arms as he hums an aimless tune while the both of you walk around windrise finding a nice place to sit down. i believe that he out of everyone i’ve written for here, he would rub his thumb against the back of your palm the most. he finds it comforting when you do the same back to him.

bonus* he absolutely adores holding your hands in his while he teaches you some fun tips about playing with his harp. guiding your hands into the correct position to pluck at it so it would cause the least amount of discomfort, that type of stuff just warms his heart since you’re so interested in his hobby-job!

KAZUHA

when you’re holding his bandaged hand, be gentle.

there are times when the bandage frays away and becomes loose. when this happens you usually tie a comfortable knot for him so he can keep it on until the both of you get home to re-bandage him.

he’s not a fan of interlacing fingers either, he finds cupping your hands more intimate and prefers the spread out contact more.

his most favorite form of hand holding with you has to be on top of a hill of some sorts while the two of you have your hands on top of each other. kazuha adores taking you outside with him on walks, which allows for intimate moments like these to happen plenty.

put your head on his shoulder and he’s doing the same back to you with a small, content smile on his face.

ACTS OF ENDEARMENT // CHILDE, THOMA, ZHONGLI, DILUC, XIAO, BAAL + VENTI!

warnings: none

synopsis: general heartwarming things i think some genshin characters do with you! (as a romantic partner)

writer’s note: i’m getting to work on requests, writing has been hard for me to manage in my schedule with all that’s going on currently. hope you guys understand^^; thinking about writing a longfic with childe sometime or anytime really

content under the cut!

I LOVE YOU, CAN YOU TELL?

CHILDE

during the more rare sentimental moods that he finds himself in, childelikes to come up behind you when you’re mindlessly doing any chore.

in contrast to the variety of different tasks you take on, be it washing the dishes to folding his clothes on your shared bed, the action he takes doesn’t ever change.

he places his hand right over your heart, almost cupping your torso while he brings you closer to him. your bodies pressed against one another in the most intimate way possible.

his natural body heat is warm enough to make you convince yourself it’s definitely the only reason why your face is heating up, not him muttering sweet nothings into your ear!

“can you believe that this little thing in you is beating just for me? i have one myself, doing the same thing for you,” he takes your hand into his gloved one, placing it flat upon the side of his torso where his own heart lays. “can you hear how loud my love for you is?”

his eyes are blown with nothing but adoration, shining with a love you rarely get to see in them. his cheeks are rosy in hue and you swear you can feel warmth emit off of them but you’re too encapsulated with his words to pay attention to anything else.

moments like these where he is the most gullible are special to him, not because of how he abandons nearly every fatui-involved persona he has, but because it’s with you. he trusts you wholly, completely.

THOMA

due to his schedule clashing with yours, thoma will usually find himself awake sooner than you do.

he doesn’t use this time to get ready, not at all. he ignores any distant calls in the back of his head for him to attend to his duties– because it can’t hurt to just adore you as you sleep so peacefully in front of him, can it?

it’s not as if he loses his sense of time, he knows his limits and exactly when he has to leave the house. his job is quite demanding after all!

when it does get frighteningly close to that time being later than usual, he’ll rush out of bed (reluctantly) and do his daily routine before coming back to the bed where you lay sleeping. smiling to himself, he’d plant a chaste kiss on your forehead before tucking the blanket back up to your shoulders and gently closing the bedroom door.

when it comes to days where you don’t have work and he does, he’ll plan ahead and leave meals suitable to eat until he can get home and make dinner with you.

even though you’ve told him countless times that you can cook for yourself, he always insists, going on about how he wants it to be “his cooking to get you through the day.”

ZHONGLI

zhongli isn’t exactly sure when he started planning on trying different flavors of tea with you every week at an end of your shift.

his main love language is to spend time with the ones he loves, be it going out on a nice dinner (that he will surprisingly pay for,) to something even as simple as just drinking tea. it’s a liyuean custom to drink tea along with eating light foods with friends and family; with him being a man of tradition it’s only natural for him to go back to his roots.

he hasn’t noticed how he himself would hum a lighthearted tune while he was handed the new package of tea leaves from his local vendor. not until you yourself pointed it out one day, the two of your going home together with the package.

you jokingly nudge at him, “what’s gotten you so happy? you aren’t going to start seeing a bag of leaves over me now, are you?”

zhongli chuckles, “not at all, dear. i am just.. rather happy to be able to spend some time with you after such a busy week. when we get home, would you like your favorite dish to go with this new brew? i have already done the courtesy of prepping most of its ingredients.”

DILUC

diluc likes to write you notes for you to read by the time he’s already left the house.

they’re mostly short and simple, but they never fail to bring a smile to your face and start your day with a positive attitude.

from advising you to eat your breakfast as soon as possible because he’s already informed the maids to make it, to how he’ll come home later than usual because he has a shift to work at the angel’s share, they’re always full of care and worry for your wellbeing.

you’ve told him plenty of times how you find his little notes to be quite adorable, and his responses will always have something to do with clearing his throat, saying something along the lines of how he finds it to be the most efficient way of showing his own way of caring for you while he’s gone.

not only that, but they’re always signed– well scribbled would be the more fitting word, with a “p.s. i won’t be long, love you” with no period at the end because he’s “too embarrassed to look at it any longer, writing it in the first place was already hard enough.”

XIAO

he likes to listen to you talk about anything really; as xiao finds himself enjoying the sound of your voice.

most the time, he won’t reply. he doesn’t mind your company, if anything he likes having you around.

he’s just bad with words or anything that has to do with assurance in general– as his curt and blunt replies can come off a bit insensitive at times. to avoid that as a whole, he doesn’t talk a lot which would make lengthy replies very rare, only present when you clearly need his input.

he chooses to observe you as your eyes glow with a pleasant mirth; chatting amiably about your day. he picks up on the smallest details and adds it to his general knowledge about you, shaping an even more vivid image of what you like and what you dislike.

once, he handed you a gift and as you took it from him you failed to notice his solemn expression. he was gauging your reaction to see if his gift met your standards, and it did! if anything, it exceeded your standards.

you were surprised to find out he even knew your favorite flavor of filling for your favorite pastry from the vendors at liyue. it was only something you mentioned once. you asked him about it, but he never gave a clear answer, turning bashful as he looked away from you.

RAIDEN SHOGUN

ei has grown fond of hearing you explain the modern day inazuman lifestyle to her.

her ideals of a strict eternity stems from what she’s used to in the past. but ever since the traveler had shown her around the more “new” inazuma on a walk, she’s found herself to be much more curious about what else has changed.

so she turns to you, her closest companion and lover for answers to every single one of her questions.

at first, it was clear she was embarrassed for even asking such questions in the first place– clearing her throat as she averted her gaze away from you while muttering, “of course, if you think this would take too much of your time then you are free to leave..”

but you reassured her that you honestly didn’t mind. if anything, you wanted to be of help to her! ei loves how you never get frustrated with her lack of understanding of modern day technology, she loves that patient and nurturing side of you so very much. it makes her happy to see you demonstrate such care for her.

VENTI

the green-clad bard just loves to hum aimless tunes while you have your head in his lap.

bonus points if you’re both under the tree in windrise! he thinks the breeze is so relaxing, not only that but the comfort the tree brings him along with your company. how can he even think of saying no to any of those in the first place?

since you’re already at windrise, windwheel asters aren’t uncommon; which leads to flower crowns being made! if you plan on making him one, be sure to put it on him and call him your cutie! it never fails to make him giggle and hug you close to him.

he really enjoys stroking your hair. your relationship with venti is at the point where it doesn’t require a person to always initiate conversation, as silence is something the both of you can find relaxation in (especially with each other!)

picnics are a must! the food is mostly dependent on you though, so be sure to always have fresh apples stocked up. venti will eat about anything you make, but apples are not only an easy staple to maintain, but they can keep your bard happy!