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Genshin College Au: Part 2

Author's Note: This is my depiction on what I think Genshin characters would be like in present day college.

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❄️Eula:

For a senior, Eula tends to mind her own unless someone ticks her off. She’s not mean per say, but her attitude about things tends to keep other students away. For instance, the one time a freshman took the last muffin from the cafeteria, Eula made it her mission to track them down and declare vengeance on them. It was a good thing Amber was there to calm the  situation; the tears that began to stream down the freshman’s face would not have been a good look on the director of the dance club.

Despite her odd reputation with the student body, she has many friends within the counsel. Whenever a report is made on her for misconduct, it is usually Yae Miko that handles it. Despite only talking a few times, the mischievous Miko took it upon herself to look after the odd-ball Eula. You can find her most mornings having coffee with Jean and Rosaria. With her physical background, you can be sure she has met her fair share of athletes. Whenever her status forces her to the gym, she finds herself sticking to the lead tennis player, Kaeya. 

If you ever get the chance to become close to Eula, you can be sure that she will look after you, even without you knowing. She may have a tough exterior, but she does truly care for the people who give her a chance.

🍺 Beidou:

Beidou is the captain of the basketball team. Her life is on the court, and she practices non-stop to perfect her craft. Her teammate, Gorou, has taken it upon himself to help her as much as he can. Despite her being okay with being by herself, she gave up on trying to tell the freshman that he didn’t have to worry about it. Beidou has great skills when it comes to what she does, however; when a particular team pushes her buttons a little too much for being a girl, she will make sure they leave the court with red faces by the end of it.

 In the off seasons, she helps Yun Jin with props on upcoming performances and visits Kazuha in the Poet’s Society when she can. Many a time, you can spot her in the home ec room with Thoma as he teaches her a new recipe he came up with. Ironically, she has a thing for Nigguang in the student council. As carefree as she is, she settles down when Nigguang wants to share a new business idea with her. Though both of them are guarded in their own right, they both seem to soften in each other's presence. 

In all, Beidou is a great pal to have when you need motivation. She will push you hard and praise you when you finally accomplish your goals.

💃 Yun Jin:

Yun Jin has a lot going for herself, and she’s only a sophomore! Majoring in theatrical arts, She uses her time to fill her passion. She is the assistant director for the drama club, and is usually the one promoting performances and gaining traction for the club. She is also one of the lead singers in the school’s choir. Despite her rising popularity, she’s very modest with herself and tends to remark very often, “Looking back on my youth, I was terribly arrogant and captious… my goodness. I shall never let myself become vain again.”

Yun Jin is great friends with the dance class, and likes to partake in some of the classes from time to time. With her kind-natured spirit, she became very close with the dancers Shenhe and Eula. From time to time, they’ll allow her to bring her troupe in to observe and get inspired. Yun Jin loves constructive criticism, and will ask on many occasions how to perfect her craft. She will usually go to her senior, Zhongli, to ask questions and receive feedback. Though she hardly needs any at all, Zhongli is more than happy to put his take on it. In the small free time that she has, she likes to spend time with Xinyan, whether it be talking about modern rock or jamming out to their favorite songs. Yun Jin is open to anyone and likes hearing about other people’s passions.

Yun Jin is a very good friend to have. She will never compare herself to you and will support you on whatever you decide to do. She’s also very honest, and will help out however she can.

Genshin College AU: Part 3

Author's Note: This is my depiction on what I think Genshin characters would be like in present day college.

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🐶 Gorou:

The bubbly freshman is always looking for a way to improve himself. With the help of Beidou and Itto, he works hard on coming up with new strategies for his next game. In his downtime, you can spot him in the outdoor classroom with his bow in hand. Sometimes, He’ll have a friendly competition with his fellow archer, Yoimiya. No matter if he wins or not, he is happy to hang out with someone with the same interest.

From time to time, Gorou will get roped into tactic planning with Kokomi as she comes up with a new speech for her fellow orchestration team. He doesn’t mind it though; he likes to see what is coming up for the school and how he can help. During the afternoons, Kazuha will usually bring him some tea after basketball practice and they’ll chat at the picnic tables outside. On rare occasions, Junior Ayaka will join them, bringing along a bag of lemon cookies that Thoma helped her make.

As friendly as Gorou is with everyone, he can also get very flustered when put on the spot. One time, when helping the Poet’s Society collaborate with the drama club, one of the monolouger’s got sick. As a volunteer from the book team, Yae Miko recommended the role to Gorou. As much as he wanted to say no, Venti’s constant begging got him to cave. As soon as the spotlight landed on him on the dimmed out stage, he passed out right on the spot. After an hour of him remaining unconscious, the directors collectively decided to take the monologue out of the final performance. 

    Gorou is one of those friends that is easy to hang out with. No matter if it's shopping for a whole day or staying indoors eating packaged ramen, he's just content with being with you. If you ever need assistance on something, he'll try his best to help!

❄️ Kaeya:

Kaeya is one of those students everyone wants to be friends with. As one of the main influencers in the school, and as the captain of the tennis team, the senior male prioritizes his time on the younger levels. He feels it’s his responsibility to motivate and push the efforts of those below him, as if it was his final stance for the university. Much to the dismay of senior Diluc, many of the freshmen look up to his eccentric brother. On the off chance that he is not involved with the gym, Kaeya uses his smarts when called to the strategy planning meetings put on by Jean. 

Although he was selected as one of the leading officers on tactic blueprints for upcoming programs, he tends to procrastinate and mess around with Childe and Ayato. Kaeya is clever, fortunately, and knows his way around stressful situations he puts himself in. Bennett likes to mention often that Kaeya helps him with this problem too. Sadly, Kaeya doesn’t really use his witty nature when he really needs to, especially when it comes to being Albedo’s guinea pig.

“What’s the worst that can happen? I get sick?” He jokes when someone voices their concern about the upcoming biochemist, “If that does happen, I’ll use it to my advantage.”

As affable as Kaeya is, you can understand why many are confused when he brings up the asocial Rosaria into conversation. Most nights, they can be spotted hitting the town to grab a few drinks with some buddies. Honestly, maybe it’s not that surprising as you get to know them a little more…

Many students don’t question Kaeya’s words considering his great relationships with some of the council members. The senior uses the gullibility of the undergraduates in his favor, using that sultry voice of his to get what he wants. Kaeya is manipulative with his following, but it’s all light fun! It’s not like he would use the special born gift to be malicious, unless you’ve wronged him in any way… The only person who can catch on to Keaya’s lies is Albedo, but it’s not like he’ll do anything on the matter.

If you're looking for a good time, Kaeya is a good candidate! He knows many cool hang out areas that can distract you from the stresses of life. Hopefully you don’t mind him tagging along, he gets rather bored by himself.

⚖️ Keqing:

Keqing is the justice junior, making sure that everyone has equal chances when it comes to curriculum. She’s always on the move, whether it be traveling with the volleyball team or getting prepared for the next discussion put on by the debate team. It’s not surprising that the youthful girl went into civil law; she’s always finding ways to block up any wrongdoings that are going on around the school, even if one of the other student council members already looked into the situation multiple times.

You can find Keqing hanging out with Ganyu in the auditorium during the morning hours. She calls it a study session, but anyone can tell that’s the only time she has to spend with her close friend. As one of the board members sponsored by the school, she normally has to sit with the student council. During those times, she finds herself chit-chatting with Nigguang or Jean as the band blasts their introduction for the pep rally.

As caring as Keqing is for the student body, she can get a bit carried away when it comes to her duties. Once, when investigating a matter where someone was taking props from the theater closet for their own interest, she found Itto’s posse goofing around in the enclosed area. Though it wasn’t a huge matter, up to that point Keqing had a hard time finding the perpetrators. In her frustration, she took a few handcuffs featured in one of the performance bins and barred them to the shelving that was screwed to the cemented floor. She left them there until a teacher could officially reprimand them. 

Whenever there is a problem, Keqing is one the best people to go to. Though she can’t deal with everything personally, she’ll do what she can before handing the situation to someone trusting, like Yelan or Yanfei.

Genshin College AU: Part 4

Author's Note: This is my depiction on what I think Genshin characters would be like in present day college.

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🔥 Xiangling:

Xangling is one of the most talented cooks in the whole school. With only being a sophomore, the uprising chef already has a high reputation in the food industry. She’s a great influence within the Home Ec room, giving many tips on how to give recipes that Boom shaka-laka feeling.

She is very free-spirited with her time, usually finding inspiration within her friend group. Hu Tao’s quirky personality, along with Xingqiu’s mischievous nature, gives Xangling enough motivation to play around with her creativity. Surprisingly, the level headed Chongyun likes her cooking! Though, he needs a slightly different version of her spontaneous recipes due to his low heat-resistant pallet…

However, as great of a chef as the sophomore is, she sometimes runs into duds. One time, she was sponsoring a new sample that she was testing, and everyone in the cafeteria was more than excited to call dibs in trying the famous Xangling’s cooking. However, a bit too much Jueyan Chili was used in the small batch, and everyone had to be sent home because of stomach issues…

Xangling is great to go to when you need some flavor in your life! She’ll be more than happy to whip you up something, just making sure to tell her your preferences… who knows what she’ll put in there if not.

👻 Hu Tao:

Hu Tao is an interesting person to meet… While majoring in business, she also works closely within an occult club that may or not be run by her as well. The sophomore is an imaginative person, finding new stories to tell her fellow students. Itto has befallen her prankish ways too many times already, and it always ends with him screaming down the hall.

Venti likes to help with her goulish pranks when he can, usually coming up with a “historical” tale to go along with it. They’re a dangerous duo when this happens, and many of the students and teachers become anxious when they're seen together. As sneaky as Hu Tao is, she somehow managed to become friends with Teyvat college’s law major, Yanfei. The studious student finds Hu Tao’s pranks to be quite funny, as long as she’s not on the other end of them.

Hu Tao does very well in her classes, and many of the professor’s encourage practice outside of class. However, Hu Tao has a funny way of marketing her future business to the student body. There’s been many instances of her standing in a far corner of a populated area, rambling on how coffins are needed sooner or later. She tends to scare away a lot of the people.

Hu Tao may be an odd friend to have, but she’s very entertaining to watch. She’ll even let you in on her secret plans if you're lucky enough.

Serenitea Pot Headcanons

Because Genshin has taken over my brain.

If you’re anything like me, you made your Genshin Impact Serenitea Pot with your characters in mind. And so here’s a collections of little ideas I had about how those characters might spend their time in your little pocket realm with you.

Enjoy!

Edit: I wrote this before the 1.6 update and then IT HAPPENED

Edit 2: I’m writing a Diluc fic here: Oathkeeper

Warning: Wholesomeness ahead.

Amber doesn’t seem to run out of energy. When she spots the little archery range with hilichurl targets behind the manor she gets right to shooting. This, of course, just pulls the other archers out for some friendly competition. And none of them would actually go into the house for hours until someone reminds them they have to eat.

Some of your companions find themselves preoccupied by the study you’ve put up in one of the rooms. The shelves are filled to the brim with books from both Liyue and Monstadt. Lisa keeps the place orderly, barely leaving the room. The same can be said for Albedo and Sucrose who’ve taken over a corner of the room and crammed it with alchemy equipment.

The devoted researchers only leave to train or eat. And whoever could resist the call of the dinner bell when it was Xiangling ringing. You hadn’t even needed to show her where anything was in your kitchen. One step in and she knew it like the back of her hand. You help out every once in a while but find Xiangling really doesn’t need it. Paimon is certainly delighted, glad to be left in there to get the first taste.

It leaves you free to go outside and join Bennett, Noelle or Chongyun who never seem to stop training and wanting to improve. Noelle would have been done cleaning inside and Chongyun would have a fresh batch of popsicles from the kitchen. They’ve made a space for themselves near the archery range and actually find kindred spirits and mentors in two other friends of yours.

Diluc’s expresson is absolutely comical when he sees the younger, smaller claymore users swing their weapon around like a club rather than a sword. Nevermind his face when they start spinning like tops. He teaches them how to build strength, how to use their weapons with finesse and power. They start to look up to him. It’s no surprise that outside of the teapot and without the traveller, more guests seem to stay at Dawn Winery than before.

Eula shows them how to wield with grace. Chongyun is starry eyed at seeing such a powerful and well trained Cryo claymore user like himself. Eula is only glad to help even if she doesn’t quite know how to say so directly. She and Fischl are alike in how much people have to decode what they’re saying sometimes. But she does loosen up when she’s pulled into drinking with Beidou and Kaeya.

Speaking of, Beidou would find herself right at home on one of the couches, pulling out a gourd of baijiu to unwind from a long journey. Kaeya has started his own little storage of wine in the kitchen. Diona disapproves, mixing them non-alcoholic drinks that they surely enjoy but if she’s not around they’ll just go back to their usuals.

When Kaeya’s not engaging in a drinking contest with someone, he is both encouraging Klee’s behaviour and keeping it under control. Klee loves all the open space. She’s a little disappointed she can’t go “fishing” but nearly explodes with joy when she’s told the landscape of the teapot fixes itself. When she’s finally down at the end of the day, some of you end up cleaning the soot off yourselves and picking up bomb fragments with Albedo. But at least she had fun (?)

Mona very much likes having a place to stay where she can see the stars, enjoy a nice big meal and doesn’t have to pay for ANYTHING. Meeting Xiangling is the best thing that ever happened to her. A girl willing to taste test anything and a girl willing to experiment with anything. Naturally during these times people stay out of the kitchen for their own safety.

Actually, Bennett just stays out of the kitchen in general. He’s been banned. Permanently. He can often be found outside. He’ll trip on a rock you swear you never put there and Tubby swears too, but he trips anyway. Barbara will be there to heal him. That is, if she’s not trying to coax Rosaria into doing some evening prayers or saying grace before a meal. Rosaria prefers to stand in the corners and watch. What she watching for? Who knows.

When Fischl is done with archery outside she’ll find the little corner of the study with the fantasy books and indulge herself. Here, she even gets a knack for writing her own stories and Xinqui is more than happy to listen and even give notes and exchange ideas. They take over the study whenever Albedo isn’t in there doing alchemy.

If the study is free of both of them, Zhongli is there, sitting with a cup of tea and discussing philosophy with Keqing, politics and law with Yanfei, history with Ganyu or Liyue affairs with Ningguang. If you sit in on the conversation you’ll either feel smarter than before or dumber than you’ve ever felt in your life. Should the study be occupied, Zhongli will enjoy his tea outside as the archers are trying to teach you and struggling to teach Childe how to shoot properly.

Amber: You posture needs work.

Ganyu: Maybe you should focus on proper technique before strength

Fischl: Such power...but also such inaccuracy

Venti: better luck next time!

Diona: maybe if you werent so tall you’d have better aim

Childe: OKAY, I GET IT.

Childe may pout but he enjoys the challenge, really. Whatever gets him to stop trying to rope Diluc, Eula, Jean or you into a fight. But he and Diluc actually find competition in another aspect of tea pot living; providing

The landscape may repair itself and Baizhu and Xiangling may have started a herbal and ingredients garden on the island, but supplies still ran low. It wasn’t even a competition at all. One day Diluc saw how low the manor was on certain items and decided bring some supplies with him to restock. Childe heard about it and brought more. Diluc didn’t care until Childe insisted you reward him with your attention.

It wouldn’t have turned into anything if it hadn’t been for Kaeya egging them both on, something he never does when Jean is watching. Actually everyone seems to try to be on their best behaviour for Jean. Who’s tired enough outside the teapot. She’s another one of the people who end up behind one of the desks in the study. It takes some coaxing but they either get her into a bed or at least the couch in the office.

Barbara is happy to see her get some rest. But Barbara also finds happiness in the separate little building on the island where she writes songs with Venti and Xinyan. You asked Tubby for that house when Xinyan woke up half the manor in the middle of night because she got “struck by inspiration”. But she isn’t the only one who often stays outside the manor.

For all his efforts of adapting to being more human-like, Razor still feels uncomfortable sleeping in a normal bed. Which is why there’s a corner of the island with a tent, and a bunch of dogs always waiting for him. They take to him like they’ve known him for years and are all to eager to roughouse and play with a human who isn’t as concerned with getting filthy or slobbered on.

Xiao watches this and sees Razor and the dogs huddling together for warmth from his perch on the roof of the manor. It takes some coaxing to get him to join you for anything, and some of Xiangling’s special almond tofu, but eventually he’ll jump down. Unless it’s Zhongli calling because if so he’ll be down in an instant.

When it’s night and Xiao starts to feel the pull of darkness, it’s all too convenient that the melifluous sound of a harp starts to lull him back into control. Xiao himself doesnt sleep or rest much so instead he watches over all of you inside, making sure all your dreams are well and good.

Note: I am aware I forgot Qiqi and Hu Tao, I just don’t know them well enough.

Helloo it's me again!

Since you don't have any requests, could I ask for Diluc, Bennett, Xiao and Chonghyun (some of my favourite characters, it's okay if you don't write for them tho!) hearing y/n sing for the first time?

Have a great day! 💕

hii love!! thank you, I really love these kinds of soft and cute concepts!! I do apologize bc I have a harder time writing for Diluc than for most characters :(

Diluc, Bennett, Xiao and Chongyun hearing their s/o singing for the first time

Diluc

I feel like he'd show interest in an indifferent way ??

When he hears it for the first time he will be smitten, no joke, this man is whipped

He would continue what he's doing while smirking / smiling to himself

And as soon as you finish the song he will look at you, sort of in a smug way

"Didn't know you could sing, my love."

He would honestly coax you into doing it more often, he has falling in love with the voice the love of his life wields

Bennett

Let's be honest here, Bennett will get excited over any minor thing his partner does

So when you start singing it's no different

He will probably turn his head towards you, so fast that you'd expect him to get whiplash

He will look at you with the biggest grin, love evidently in his eyes

If he knows the song he might hum along softly, but not too loud as he doesn't want to disturb you

"Woah that was great!!!"

Will ask you to sing during adventures from then on

omg imagine marching through the fields while the two of you sing random songs

Xiao

Will not really respond to it at first

Like; you're singing, big deal

Will spare you a glance but keep doing what he's doing

But inside he basically melts at your singing

It has a soothing effect on him and makes him feel soft, something he's not used to

Will try to convince himself he doesn't care for it or even dislikes it

He doesn't

Will ask, or more like demand, you to sing again

"Do it again."

Chongyun

He's fascinated

He thinks you're wondrous overall, but hearing you sing makes you even more special, even more ethereal

He doesn't give much of a response while you're singing, the most you can see is a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth

But as soon as you're done he will express his liking towards your singing and politely ask you to do it again

"I liked that, would you be willing to sing for me again?"

Imagine

After hundreds of years, since you've died, Zhongli's wedding ring breaks.

He has taken great care of it, but time thinned it out, for he has worn it every day since you two have pledged yourself to each other. He's heartbroken, his voice wavering, every time he looks at the imprint it left on his ring finger. The band was well worn, worn with pride and solemn, but now nothing more than a mark and reminder of your wedding.

And once again, he's lost a small bit of you, that he misses so dearly.

as sure as the plants that cherish the sun (masterlist)

a genshin impact x reader soulmate au series

Soulmates are said to exist in all manner of forms. The way we find ours in this world isn’t always easy, but what if fate was a little more obvious with its choices? What if there were things set in stone to tell you who your soulmate is - and all you have to do is go out there and find them? A word of caution, though. The fates still work in strange and mysterious ways, your soulmate will not always be who you expect them to.

[genshin masterlist]

fics will be linked when they’re posted! additional notes are under the cut 💜

be careful, he’ll steal your heart - childe - same fingerprints au

In a world where everyone has the same set of fingerprints as their soulmate, you’ve drawn the short straw. It just so happens that your soulmate is a master criminal who has never once been caught, and you keep getting the blame for his actions all because you’re on the system from a silly misdemeanour as a teen.

incomprehensibly bound to you - diluc - red string of fate au

As a Fatui agent looking to go rogue, the only thing that could possibly mess up your plans would be outside interference. As (bad) luck would have it, a stranger from across the continent has shown up in Snezhnaya… and the end of the string tied around your pinky finger is looped and tied in a neat little bow around his. 

stop eating spiders, please i’m begging you - albedo - shared senses au

Your friends tell you that their soulmate loves chocolate, or lives near a flower shop. They have some clumsy moments, but they’re all otherwise relishing in the sensations that come with sharing their soulmate’s senses. Your soulmate is clearly a psychopath, as he delights in eating the strangest things and you’re made to smell the most awful chemicals every single day.

on the outside - tighnari - bodyswap au

Living in Inazuma during the height of the Sakoku Decree’s enforcement leaves you yearning for a taste of the world beyond the seas. Even the soulmates of the people you know all live in Inazuma too, perhaps some twisted way of fate aligning with the will of the archons. That is, until the first day that you wake up in your soulmate’s body- deep in the heart of the Sumeru forests. 

cruel mark of fate - dottore - soulmarks au

You hate the insufferable doctor that lives across the hall from you. He’s selfish, obstinate and teases you far too much. So when you find out one day by chance that he’s your soulmate, you start looking for ways to defy your own fate. Unfortunately for you, fate can’t be persuaded that easily. And you suppose he’s not that bad when you get to know him. 

rinse, die and repeat - kaeya - timeloop au

When you come close to meeting your soulmate, you’re thrown into a timeloop- doomed to repeat the same day endlessly unless you finally cross paths. You’ve got your work cut out for you when you realise that the soulmate you’re trying to meet is the same man you see on the news every evening who was killed in action trying to save someone else.

pen and paper would be an improvement - kazuha - writing on skin au

Anything your soulmate writes on their skin will show up on your own body within moments. You’ve been blessed with an incredibly poetic soulmate who scribbles down haikus when there’s no paper to hand, warming your heart every time you see them… but he never responds to you. Looks like you’ll have to find him the hard way. 

if i have to keep losing pens to find you, i will - ayato - lost items au

Whenever you lose something, your soulmate inexplicably ends up with it. This has been incredibly fortunate for you, whose mysterious soulmate appears to be filthy rich- if all of the jewel-encrusted gold pens and other miscellaneous knick-knacks you end up with are anything to go by. You can only hope that he likes the little wooden trinkets and paraphernalia that he gets in return.

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Scaramouche: I could easily kill you

(Y/N), who is just a regular human: Anybody could easily kill me, I’m weak as hell. You think you’re special? ~oooo look at me I could easily kill this person~ anybody with a weapon and the determination of a walnut could take me out

Scaramouche:

everyone wants to date the traveler…’s parent (hcs)

~5.6k words; fluff, humor

ft. diluc, zhongli, yae, al-haitham, tighnari; aether is the traveler

this contains: themes of family, parenthood, solitude; reader is the only parent of the twins, reader is unnaturally tall (around 8ft tall) like a tolkien elf

apologies for reposting this, i managed to get past the block limit

Many are shocked that the famous Traveler has a parent, especially when they see you in person. Rumors run wild about a serene celestial being that has descended from the stars, with infinite wisdom and compassion. Some even say that you are a lost Archon, come to reclaim your throne – a misconception that Aether quickly dispels, else you become a target of the Fatui.

Indeed, the Fatui are his biggest concern, to the point that Aether even delays introducing you to Tartaglia. Little does he know that his true concern should have been his allies liking you… perhaps a little too much.

One day, as Aether watches you socialize with one of his friends, he notices the subtle blushes and shy glances that you receive – and he suddenly remembers all the other times he’s noticed the same thing. The gifts delivered to the Serenitea Pot, the sudden interest in his parent’s whereabouts, the skittishness…

‘Wait, is everyone flirting with my parent?!’

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Part 1 and Part 2 of my JeanLisa & KaeLuc meet cute AU from twt✨ Co-workers Kaeya and Lisa getting slightly obsessed with Diluc and Jean who always jog together during their lunch break.

thinking about scaramouche team dynamics ft scarabedo

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Another Genshin Impact blog passing through. Requests are open but I have the right to deny any request I get. I can write just about anything but I will not do:

-some dark content (inc3st, noncon, etc)

-masc-bodied reader (i try to do GN!reader unless it’s smut)

-certain ships (k@3luc, anything with the children, or anything I personally don’t ship)

Tbh, you can just send an ask and worst case scenario I’ll say “no”/ignore it

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𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 (updated 2/14)

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𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐭

𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚘

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

-> A Day Spent with Him (sfw)

-> Le Papillon (sfw)

𝙳𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚌

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time, Pt. 2 (Sfw)

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

Kaeya

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time, Pt. 2 (Sfw)

𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒

-> Playing in the snow (Sfw)

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Traveler (Aether)

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

𝐋𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐞

𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

Xiao

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

-> Falling For You (Sfw)

-> Indulging In You (Nsfw)

𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐚

Ayato

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Gorou

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Heizou

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time, Pt. 2 (Sfw)

Thoma

-> Calling Each Other Terms of Endearment for the First Time (Sfw)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐮

𝙰𝚕-𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚖

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Cyno

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎

-> You get sick (Sfw)

-> Moonlight Intimacy (NSFW)

𝚃𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒

-> You get injured (Sfw)

-> Security (Sfw)

-> Calling Each Other Terms of Endearment for the First Time (Sfw)

-> Boyfriend Headcanons (Sfw)

-> Petting his Ears (Sfw)

-> Buy Your Time (Sfw)

-> Time of the Year (Nsfw)

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(Sfw) The first time you call him a term of endearment

Characters: Albedo, Al-Haitham, Childe, Diluc, Venti

Warnings: None, reader is described to be short in Diluc's section

WC: 884 words

Pt. 2, Pt. 3

"My love, can you pass me the beaker please?" Albedo says nothing at first, passing the glass beaker to you. A few moments pass before the words you said register in his mind. He looks up from what he was doing, blinking owlishly. Feeling his gaze on you, you look up.

"Is there something bothering you?"

"You called me...'my love'." You offer a crooked smile.

"I did. Is that a problem?" He shakes his head, and you think that's the end of it, but his gaze stays focused on you. You look away and go back to fiddling with the beakers, observing how the liquid swirls around in the container. He eventually looks back at the instruments he was using, although his focus has now been shaken.

"Al-Haitham, my beloved, do you know where my bag is?" You walk out to the living room, where your boyfriend was currently reading a book on the couch. He gestures in a general direction and you move your gaze to spot the black leather bag resting against one of the bookshelves near the door. You thank him and walk over to pick it up.

"I'll be back in a couple hours. Don't wait up!" You slip on your shoes and open the door, about to step out.

"Be safe, dear," he calls after you, nearly making you stumble. You glance back at him, feeling your cheeks warm up, but his body remains the same. No signs of embarrassment or timidness from calling you 'dear.' You clear your throat and step out of the house, closing the door behind you.

The moment the door clicks shut, Al-Haitham pulls his book down, revealing the soft dusting of his cheeks.

"Baby, can you put the bread in the oven while I wash up?" You call out to Childe, drying your hands with a towel. You don't get a verbal response-- instead, after a few moments of silence, you hear rapid running and the slamming open of the kitchen door. You jump in surprise, looking back utterly bewildered at your boyfriend.

His cerulean eyes are shining with excitement and you swear he looked like a dog being offered a giant bone.

"Did you just call me 'baby?'" He asked, positively shaking from head to toe. You raise an eyebrow.

"I did. Why does tha- wha- hey!" You're cut off by Childe rushing you and wrapping his arms around your waist, picking you up and spinning around. Laughter from both of you fills the room.

"I am your baby, and you're my baby too~ So now you can no longer call me 'Childe' or 'Ajax' or even 'Tartaglia'! I will only respond to 'baby'," he explains, carefully setting you down. You shake your head laughing, taking his hands into yours.

"Well, I asked my baby to do something for me. Can you go ahead and do that?" He nods and quickly grabs the pan with the unbaked loaf of bread, rushing to throw it in the oven.

Diluc was walking down the halls of Dawn Winery, musing to himself, and almost didn't notice you jumping on your tippy-toes trying to reach the top shelf of the bookshelf. He stops and watches you, amused. He opens his mouth to offer his help, but you beat him to it.

"Darling, could you be a dear and get this book off the top shelf? I need it to return to the library before Lisa hunts me down," you request, looking over at him. His mouth parts slightly, and you notice the slight widening of his eyes.

"Ah...what?"

"The book. I need it and it appears you put it on the top shelf. Could you get it for me?" You ask again, jumping on your toes to emphasize your limits. He clears his throat and nods, walking over to assist you. It's simple and he's handing you the book in no time at all. You smile up at him, hugging the book.

"Thank you, Diluc! I'll be back soon!" You rush off to begin your journey to the Knights of Favonius Library, failing to notice the pout that was forming on your lover's lips.

"I quite prefer to be called darling instead of my own name," he whispers to himself.

Currently, you and Venti were resting under the giant tree at Windrise. While he strummed his lyre lazily, you take the time to appreciate the sounds of the peaceful environment around you. Birds chirp in the branches above you, and as the wind blows you can hear the leaves rustling. The nearby river runs freely, the water splashing against the stones guiding the path, and sunshine peeks through small gaps in the trees, shining down on your lover. The warm light compliments his soft, almost boyish features well, reminding you of how divine of a being he was. You can't help being enamored.

"I'll never get over how beautiful you look, flower," you sigh out, thinking that only you can hear it. However, Venti's ears are better than you think and his strumming pauses. He looks over at you, a smile plastered on his face.

"'Flower?' Now that's a new one," he teases, and he enjoys the embarrassed look that flashes across your face.

"But to me, you are the prettiest flower there is."

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(Sfw) How you spend time with each other in the winter

Characters: Aether, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Xiao x GN!Reader

Warnings: Ayato is strong enough to catch you (canon tbh), Childe and you kiss but it doesn't get steamy, Xiao is strong enough to carry you (extremely canon tbh)

Notes: For aether's part, let's pretend that you can make it snow in a teapot 🫣 , милая means "darling"

WC: 1.8k words total

"Here you go love," Aether says, handing you a cup of hot cocoa. You smile at him and make room on the couch for him, opening up the giant fuzzy blanket for him to get under.

Aether had done a lot of commissions in the past week, leaving you two unable to spend a lot of time together. It made for some lonely nights, with you having to entertain yourself in the teapot. Today was different-- he had cleared all commissions early and let Jean know that any requests for him were to either be redirected to someone else or have to wait until another day. Today was focused on you, his lover. And he intended to keep it that way.

Once he got comfortable, you adjust so you can lean on him, resting your head on his shoulder. He gives you a kiss on your forehead and rubs your side, causing you to melt as you feel his calloused hands through your shirt. The fireplace was ablaze, warming the entire room up as you watch the snow fall outside.

"I missed this," you sigh, closing your eyes. He nods, taking a sip of his own mug.

"I did too."

In preparation for Christmas, you took it upon yourself as the Lady of the Estate to hang up decorations. Ayato and many of the other servants insisted it wasn't necessary, but you refused to sit by.

"I've decorated my house for years with my family. This will be no different," you explained a few days ago. He wanted to push back, but he figured that there was no harm. Besides, he couldn't deny that seeing the childlike wonder in your eyes from gathering Christmas decorations made him happy for you. This brings you to where you are today.

You were currently decorating the hallways of the estate with wreaths and garlands. Servants would come in throughout the process to drop off more decorations for you to use, or to offer snacks for both you and Ayato. With you on the ladder, everyone was slightly on edge about you falling down. With Ayato there to catch you though, they said nothing.

"Babe, can you pass me a wreath?" He looks up at you and nods, reaching down to grab a wreath from a crate and hand it to you. You thank him and shuffle around on the ladder step to hang it on the pillar, connecting it to some garland. You lean back a bit to admire your work, glancing down the hallway. It's nice to see it all come to fruition slowly. At this rate, it'd be decorated right before Christmas and before families would come over.

As you move to get down, you misstep, tripping on your own feet and falling off. You yelp in surprise and attempt to grab a ladder step, but your fingers just barely brush against it before you're out of reach. Ayato doesn't miss a beat and immediately rushes forward to catch you, gathering you in his arms. You immediately cling to his body, breathing heavily as the quick adrenaline rush you got from falling runs through your body.

Ayato shakes his head and carefully sets you down on the ground, making sure you're able to stand steadily.

"Why don't we take a break?" He suggests, carefully dusting off your clothes. You nod in agreement-- now was a good time for a break.

You and Childe decided to throw a holiday party back at his family house in Sneznyha. Many of the younger kids were running around, laughing, and sneaking cookies off of various trays. The adults were milling around, catching up, and enjoying the drinks all the while gossiping with each other. The energy was high and everyone was having a good time.

You take out the Coulibiac pie you were baking-- Childe's mother had given you the recipe and you wanted to attempt to make it. The smell of spices and baked meat floods the kitchen. It was enough to drag Childe away from wherever he was.

"It smells good, милая (darling)," he comments. You jump a bit in surprise, not expecting to hear anyone, but immediately relax as you feel his warm arms wrap around your waist. You can tell he's already had a bit to drink-- alcohol clings to his clothes like cologne. You wiggle out of his hold, earning a quiet whine.

"I'm glad you think so, but it's hot. I don't want to drop it or burn myself," you gently chide him, walking over to set down the pie on a cooling rack.

"But I miss you," he continues to whine. "You've been cooped up in here all night while the rest of us are out there."

You roll your eyes and flash him a cheeky grin, taking off your apron and setting it aside. You check your reflection in a nearby kitchen, making sure you still looked presentable as you dusted off any food that may have gotten on you.

"Alright, I'll get out there then," you decide, and he cheers, walking up to take your hand. You smile and cross the doorway to enter the living room. However, you don't get far before you feel a tug on your arm and you're pulled slightly back. Confused, you look at Childe.

"What's wrong, baby?" He points up, and you follow your gaze. There was mistletoe hanging over the doorway arch. Your cheeks warm up and you sputter, trying to get words out. Childe's grin widens as he gets closer and gently cups your face between his hands.

"Cat got your tongue, милая?"

You don't get a moment to respond as he leans down and brushes his lips against yours. Instincts take over and you're wrapping your arms around his neck.

When you told Diluc you wanted to bake, he was more than happy to encourage you to do so. Adelinde was surprised but was willing to take a break and have you work on Christmas desserts. You invited Diluc to join you and he agreed, assuming that the process would be calm and straightforward-- your confidence had him believe you had done this enough times to be neat.

He was quickly proven wrong when he stopped to take a look around the kitchen after you both had been baking for the past two hours. The dough was spilled on the counters, the icing was everywhere, and raw eggs and milk were spilled on the counters and in the sinks. It was truly a nightmare.

"You know, when you said you wanted to bake, I assumed that it would be a neater process," he confessed, turning to you. You look up from the cookies you were haphazardly decorating, smearing red icing on what Diluc can only assume was supposed to be a stocking.

"I never said I was the best baker, darling. I said I love baking," you explain. He sighs, nodding.

"I suppose that's right. Adelinde will kill us both and never let us back in the kitchen after this, I'm afraid.'

You giggle, shrugging your shoulders.

"That's alright. I wanted to just do this once, for Christmas. And I'm glad I got to do it with you."

Diluc's chest swells and his face reddens, matching his firey locks. You laugh at this and wave him over, holding up a cookie for him to try.

"C'mon, let's eat some of these before Adelinde gets on our cases."

Xiao didn't often go out and about the city-- he kept to himself mostly. He only appeared to those who called out his name, or when he was at Wangshu Inn to get some almond tofu and recuperate. So when you asked him to take a wall through Liyue Harbor, he hesitated.

"I don't want to cause a commotion for you. I'm an Adeptus, Y/N," he explains. You shrug and turn to grab your winter coat.

"Many of the people of Liyue remember when you and the other Adepti helped save the country from Osial. I can't blame them for getting excited at the prospect of seeing you in person," you counter. As you adjust your coat you look over at Xiao who gives you a pensive look. "If you don't want to come that's fine. I just wanted to ask because I thought it'd be fun!"

He stands there for a bit, watching you finish getting dressed. Just as you grab the door handle to open, he grabs your hand. Surprised, you look back at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes?" He's quiet, almost hesitating to speak.

"I'll come with," he decides. It's quiet for a bit, but slowly a smile breaks out across your face. You open the door and tug him out of your house, laughing.

"Then let's go!"

The day is spent walking around the harbor, talking to various shop owners, and trying out the hot and fresh street food various merchants were selling. You offer Xiao to try a steamed meat bun. He denies the offer at first but at your insistence, he takes a bite. The way his eyes light up as he eats was something you'll never forget. He had gotten excited and ended up devouring half of the bun before realizing you and the merchant were staring at him in amusement. He's quick to compose himself and shove the other half of the bun in your hands.

Xiao was hounded a bit, what with people recognizing him as one of the saviors of the harbor, but it didn't lessen your fun going out and about. It was fun to see him get embarrassed by all the well-deserved praise. By the end of your journey around the harbor, you had gotten tired and passed out on a bench while waiting for Xiao to finish talking with some kids. Noticing your slumped-over figure on the bench, he scoops you up into his arms and begins his journey back to your house. He easily could've teleported back, but he found that he enjoyed holding you like this.

"I want to enjoy this feeling a little longer."

The length of the sections does not indicate favoritism-- it's just how I ended up writing the scenarios.

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hii i say ur " The first time you call him a term of endearment" post and can i request one where the roles get reversed with kaeya, thoma & heizou. fem!reader gets really really flustered hearing the term of endearment (perhaps one related to snow in kaeya's), tysm <33

(Sfw) Calling Each Other Terms of Endearment for the First Time

Characters: Diluc, Heizou, Kaeya, Thoma, Tighnari

Warnings: Slightly suggestive in Heizou and Tighnari's part, mentions of injuries in Tighnari's part

WC: 1.8k words total

Pt. 1, Pt. 2

He calls you a term of endearment first

The steady tick-tock of the clock reverbs around the study. Paper shuffling and ink scratching fill in the gaps, and the occasional chatter shared between you and Diluc adds life to the quiet environment. Days like this were normal-- enjoying each other's company even with minimal interaction.

The peace is broken by the sound of liquid splashing against the mahogany desk and Diluc's sudden groan in frustration. You look up from the book you were reading to see that ink had splattered on the parchment and his hands. He clicks his tongue and looks up at you, offering a small smile.

"Dearest, could you get a towel? Or just something to clean myself up with."

Your grip tightens on your book in surprise and you freeze in your spot. The redhead watches you strangely as you stumble over your words for a response.

"D-Dearest?" you finally spit out, incredulous. It's his turn to be embarrassed, his face turning as red as his hair.

"Y-yes, that's what I said. Do you not like it?" he's become shy, scared that he has overstepped his boundaries. You quickly shake your head, standing up abruptly and sending your book tumbling to the ground.

"I'll go get you a towel now!" you announce, quickly rushing out of the study. Diluc watches on, still embarrassed but slowly calming down.

He calls you a term of endearment first

"Two dango milks please!" Heizou orders for you two. You decided to have a stroll around Inazuma City-- Heizou had been busy with the recent Test of Courage situation and hadn't been able to spend some quality time with you. He promised that as soon as the situation was resolved he'd take you out.

And that's what brings you to today-- sipping on dango milk while you both sit on a nearby bench. You cringe at the initial taste, but stomach it as you chug the rest of it.

"Do you want to check out the Yae Publishing House next?" Heizou suggests, looking over. He stifles a laugh when he sees the milk staining your upper lip, unbeknownst to you. Seeing him struggle to conceal his laughter, you quirk an eyebrow up.

"Something on my face?" his smirk widens and he reaches over with a napkin to wipe up the milk.

"I didn't know you were trying to grow facial hair, doll. The white suits you," he teases, carefully dabbing away at the milk.

Your face warms up in embarrassment and you hiss at him, trying to bat him away from your face.

"Heizou please!"

"What? Would you rather I tell you what it reminds me of? After all, a delightful image appears in my head and I'd like to recreate it-"

"Shut up!"

He calls you a term of endearment first

"Race you to the beach!" you challenge, breaking into a sprint toward the beaches at Falcon Coast. Kaeya's jumps in surprise but is quick to recover as he breaks into a sprint himself. Despite your headstart, his agile body is quick to catch up and he soon overtakes you.

You both approach the glistening coast fast, and Kaeya's slides to a stop right at the shore, cementing his victory.

"Always just a little too slow it seems~" he teases, watching you jog up to meet him. You sigh, shaking your head.

"I could never beat the calvary captain could I?" he laughs, turning away.

You notice two buckets and a shovel resting against a giant rock and walk over to them. They look like children's pails-- one is blue and the other is your favorite color. You look up at him, and instead of his confident smirk, it's melted into a sheepish smile.

"I wanted to go seashell hunting with you. I used to do it all the time when I was younger," he begins and slowly trails off. A distant look twinkles in his eyes and the air turns somber. You clear your throat, pulling him out of it and you reach down to grab the bucket.

"Well let's get started then! Who knows, maybe we'll find treasure too!"

Kaeya's watches you carefully, and his smirk reappears.

"Oh? But I'd consider you the finest treasure around."

He's quick to dodge the projectile bucket, laughing at your flustered expression.

You call him a term of endearment first

"Thoma, where should I put this stuff?" you ask, looking over at your boyfriend.

You and Thoma were both housekeepers for the Kamisato Clan, although he had far more responsibilities than you did. Eager to help and already done with your chores for the day, you offered your assistance to him, and he was happy to have the help.

"Put it in the closet down the hall! It's extra stationery for Lady Ayaka and Lord Ayato," he answers, watching you carry the crate off.

He enjoys working with you as much as possible-- he has no problem taking care of his tasks on his own, but being able to have help, especially from his partner is always a bonus. You come back a few moments later, dusting off your hands.

"Sweetie, do you mind if I go and sit down? My back is killing me," you complain, placing your hands on your back to stretch. He waves you off, letting you take a breather as he presses on. Your words don't quite hit him until he's carrying another crate down the hall. Upon realization, he freezes and drops the crate on the ground, sending a thunderous noise down the halls. Nearby maids look over in surprise as the blonde stands there, dumbfounded and rosy-cheeked.

He calls you a term of endearment first

Having finished all of his tasks for the day, Thoma invited you to join him in feeding some of the nearby stray dogs. Happy to indulge in any spare time he had, you agreed to accompany him. It was one of your favorite past times to do with him. Watching the dogs slowly grow used to both of you was rewarding and it always left you feeling fulfilled and accomplished.

"Oh drat, we're out of some fowl," you complain, realizing your rummaging through your bag has turned unfruitful. Thoma looks over, frowning.

"I can run to the local market and get some?" he offers, but you shake your head, standing up.

"I'll go. I'll be fast," you promise, and you quickly take off to purchase the fowl. Thoma watches after you longingly before turning back to the dogs, showering them in affection.

"You all don't know how good Y/N really is," he begins, carefully ruffling one of the shiba's fur. "They're hard-working and kind, and they always offer to lend me a hand. On days that I don't see them, time seems to drag on forever."

Thoma sighs and sits back a bit, closing his eyes to take a break. The dogs all scramble to crawl in his lap and ask for his attention again, but he's starting to get lost in his thoughts.

"My sweetheart...my Y/N...I wonder if Lord Ayato has any ideas on how to propose," he ponders to himself, unaware of you hiding behind a tree. You had come back a while ago, but quickly hid when you heard Thoma talking about you. His nickname already had you fidgeting in embarrassment, but the idea of a proposal? You almost let out a squeal in excitement.

You call him a term of endearment first

It was a rare lazy day for both of you-- Tighnari had no patrolling duties and he was caught up on his research, meaning he could divert all his focus and energy on you.

Currently, you two were snuggled up on the couch enjoying the delicate notes playing from the record player ("It's this new technology from Fontaine!" you explained when you brought it home). His face was buried in your chest, ears pressed flat on his head while his tail resided in your hands, being carefully groomed by your fingers. The more you tangled his fur between your fingers, the louder his purring got.

"Tighnari, you're purring like a tiger," you tease, carefully slipping your hands down to cup his face and tilt it up so he can look at you. You squish his face, forcing it into a pout. He scowls at you, pulling his face away.

"What, am I not allowed to enjoy my partner's embrace? Should I be as stiff as a board?" he mumbles, burying his face in your chest.

"No no, it's cute I promise, love," you laugh, reaching back for his tail. You're unable to catch it as it starts wagging animatedly. You glance down at Tighnari, who willingly matches your gaze. There's a light of amusement shining in his eyes.

" 'Love?' " he inquires, and you smile down at him.

"Yes, is that a- wah!" you're cut off mid-sentence as Tighnari pushes himself up and straddles you, his clawed hands sliding up the side of your body.

"I want to hear it again, Y/N."

He calls you a term of endearment first

"Hey! Not so tight!" you whine, shooting a half-hearted glare at the forest ranger. He ignores your complaints, continuing the wrapping of your injuries.

"It needs to be tight to prevent unnecessary blood loss and make it harder for bacteria to enter the wound," he explains, carefully tying the bandage up. "I wouldn't be doing this though if some lummox didn't go into the withering zone without their weapon."

You cross your arms and look away from him in defiance, jutting your bottom lip out in a pout. You forgot to check your bag before you both went out, meaning when you arrived to clear the area out, you were weaponless. And those fungi did not go easy on you. Near the end of it, you were carried back to Tighnari's house with bruises and scrapes all over you.

"I thought it was in my bag."

"You were sorely mistaken," he chides, then turns to pack up his medical supplies. He leaves you alone for a bit and when he returns, you're hugging your legs to your chest. Anyone with eyes can tell there's a gloomy air around you.

"I'm not mad at you," he carefully reminds you, stepping closer. "I was just worried. You can't go rushing into danger unprepared."

You don't reply, still refusing to look at him. Tighnari sighs and plops down in the seat next to you, wrapping his tail around your body. You instinctively scoot closer, leaning onto him.

"I care about you a lot, and if something drastic were to happen to you-" he doesn't finish his sentence, biting his lip. Silence falls over you two, the clock on the wall ticking away.

"You're very special to me flower," he whispers. You jolt at his words, glancing up at him with wide eyes. You try to stammer out a response, words getting twisted on your tongue. He takes your hand and squeezes it, silencing your attempts to talk.

"Promise me you'll be more careful."

Now is "lummox" or "flower" the true pet name? 🤭

@seirenspinel Per your request I added Diluc cause he's my bbgorl and I wanted it to be 5

I personally don't think Kaeya's would call you a snow-related nickname? Even though Cryo is his vision does this make me hypocritical? maybe.

Lmao at this point this is becoming a series. Oh well! Requests (sfw and nsfw) are open~!

heyyy, okay so I read the cute lil Tighnari post and I died a lil (a lot actually, it was so cute pls my heart can't take it) If you have the time could you pls post more abt him 👁👁

I physically need more of that man, it doesn't really matter if it's sfw or nsfw or both. I just need more posts on this man or I will fall over and die 🛐

You 🤝 Me --> Needing more Tighnari content Say no more babes.

(Sfw) Tighnari as a Boyfriend

Characters: Tighnari x GN!Reader

Warnings: Slightly suggestive, subtle yandere themes

WC: 0.8k words

Fennec foxes mate for life. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Tighnari is loyal to a fault. Some of the villagers and even fellow rangers may try to woo him, but his eyes are focused on you and you alone

This also applies in the opposite direction-- if anyone flirts with you, he's by your side and growling at the offender, canines bared and ready to bite. Poor Al-Haitham got a bit of a shock when an off-handed, semi-flirtatious statement earned him a bone-chilling glare from Tighnari and the feeling of claws around his neck. Please give this man all of your attention

Gets very excited if you groom his ears and tails-- he likes to keep them nice and presentable for you and what better way to do that than to have you preen as you see fit?

Speaking of grooming-- if you do a particularly favorable job at it, he'll purr. Idc if foxes cant purr, Tighnari can. It's barely audible, trading sound for power as it's strong enough to be felt all over your body. Once he's purring you've won-- you could ask him anything and he'll probably say yes to it

Always brings you something from his expeditions-- from flowers to unique plants and strange creatures-- as long as he's vetted it to be safe, Tighnari will bring it home for you to keep. His tail curls up in anxiety as he watches you carefully inspect the gifts he brings home, but it always relaxes when he sees your delighted smile and you look at him with such adoration keep your eyes only on him

Speaking of his tail, it's the biggest indicator of his mood. If it's still, he's either in a neutral state or very focused. If it's swaying back and forth, he's calm and perhaps happy-- the faster it sways the happier he is. If it drags behind him on the floor like it has no life, he's upset. And if it curls up very tightly he may be a tad excited.

It also naturally seeks you out. If you stand next to him, it automatically wraps itself around your leg, waist, or just all over your body. You're familiar and safe, and it's a way of staying as close and connected to you as possible. It does make for some unfortunate moments when one of you decides to move abruptly, tugging the poor thing hard and lightly spraining it.

He will lecture you if you get in trouble or hurt yourself, but not out of anger-- only frustration and worry. He loves you very dearly and he doesn't want to think of a world without you. Tighnari's lectures are just another way of him expressing his concern for you and your safety. This also means that before you go anywhere, even if it's down the road to a local merchant, he'll make sure you have an emergency pack fully stocked. He can't have you tripping over a root and injuring yourself, and without anything to self-treat, now can he?

The cooler seasons are the best time to cuddle with him-- the fur on his ears and tail get slightly thicker to adjust to the falling temperatures, which makes sleeping curled up against the tail all the more comforting. Its extra warmth makes cool breezes and nightly chills a thing of the past.

While he does have a nickname or two for you, he doesn't call you by it often. Saying your name is loving as it is-- it's your name. It carries the weight of your history and how far you've come-- who you are. To him, that is the most precious thing and every time he says your name, all that information floods his brain as he conjures up the image of you, his lovely partner. During more sappy and romantic moments though, he will throw in a nickname for you here and there.

He may tease and be sarcastic with you, but if you express your discomfort, he'll stop immediately. However, if you can match his snarkiness and shoot back your own witty retorts, you'll have him completely ensnared. An off-handed comment turns into a full-blown snark fest with neither of you willing to give up until you leave the other completely stumped. It makes those around you either annoyed or amused. After all, anyone that can keep up with Tighnari's wit is sure to make a worthy opponent.

All in all, Tighnari is a very caring boyfriend with his own quirks. If you're lucky enough to be chosen by him, you'll have quite the satisfactory relationship-- one that only inspires joy and free love. Just be mindful not to set off one of his more fox-like instincts. It often can get...messy.

Requests (both sfw and nsfw) are open~! If you want a nsfw version of this lmk

genshin boys in a fantasy otome game

diluc: the stuck-up duke you're engaged to. incredibly rich and you're basically sold to be his wife by your parents who claim “they only want the best for you.” which, apparently, equals to this seemingly perfect man with handsome features and an endless amount of mora. however, as flawless he may be on the surface, you find out he's just a very negligent fiance who thinks buying you all the dresses and jewels in the kingdom is enough to make you happy. he's stiff and cold, shutting you out of his life; telling you his problems didn't concern you. but maybe... maybe he did that because he didn't want to trouble you. maybe he cares about you to an extent. he makes an effort to join you for dinner, no matter how busy he is, and his gifts are sometimes thoughtful, not just expensive. he's clumsy at flattery, but you appreciate the sentiment. (and maybe — just maybe — you could find happiness with him.)

kaeya: the step-brother of your fiance. you've always thought he was strange. his gaze on you lingered, and he stares at you far too often to be considered appropriate for a mere (soon to be) brother-in-law. his smiles are suggestive, and quite unsettling. but you find out he's kind, just a bit mysterious. he keeps you company when diluc can't make it into dinner, and he accompanies you around town in his brother's stead if he was too busy to come with you himself. he's nothing but a gentleman, friendly and approachable, but you both know there's a distance he can't cross. (and yet he longs to.)

childe: a smug thief you caught stealing one of diluc's treasures. before you can scream or call for help, he shushes you, and he slips away from the manor without managing to steal anything. it's a victory on your part, but he's a sneaky rat — he begins to visit you occasionally, just to rile you up for fun. you don't know how he does it, but he climbs through the balcony in your room, hiding in the shadows of the night to not let any of the servants see him. you're unamused by the blatant trespassing, but you can't deny he's entertaining to talk to. for a scummy thief, he sure does seem to love his family a lot. you can tell that much, from the voice he uses when he speaks of his siblings. (he sounds like that when he talks about you too, you know. you just never notice.) he gives you a ring one day — something he didn't steal for once. it's from his mother, he says. she told him to give it to the person he wanted to marry. he confesses he doesn't care about any of the treasure lurking within diluc's home anymore. because out of everything, he only wants to steal you away.

zhongli: your first love. he's an unassuming baron with not a lot of influence, but there's something powerful residing in his eyes, glowing amber even in the dimmest of light. he's kingly, his elegant nature befitting of an emperor sitting on a golden throne, and yet he's as humble as a commoner, with no regards to his overflowing wealth. there's something special about the way he snakes his hand around your waist when you take the chance to dance with him at a ball, supposedly for obligatory purposes, but you lose yourself in his gaze, the color of honey staring deeply into you lighting your cheeks red. when he takes your hand in his, you feel his warmth through his glove (and idly, you wonder what it would be like if his gloves weren't in the way). he led you to the floor, twirling and spinning, and he's the perfect partner; he's as gentle as a passing wind, but his searing touch lingers, when the song comes to a close and he releases you. then your eyes travel to his left hand, an engagement ring adorning his finger, and your heart crumbles into a million pieces.

albedo: a renowned mage known for his genius in the entire continent. magical powers aren't very common, thus mages are normally held in high regard, but he's even idolized by fellow mages. he was adept with his powers from a young age, but he doesn't see himself as anyone special. you meet him as a child when you both attended a boring ball, and since you were both children seeking some entertainment in this formal arrangement mainly utilized by adults, you both ditched the ballroom and went off somewhere quiet so albedo could show you some “party tricks”. he became your usual playmate from there on, and he's essentially your childhood friend. he does the meanest pranks (since he's a mage, he can easily turn your hair color into a bright green or temporarily turn you into a frog), but he's very nice when it counts. he gives you healing potions when you fall ill, and he casts a protection charm in every accessory he gifts you on your birthday. he's particularly interested in the study of dragons, despite dragons basically being a myth in your continent's fairy tales, and everyone thinks he's delusional for believing in them but you support him in his studies. you're naturally curious in what he does as a mage, and he's happy about that, however he is unamused when you jokingly ask him to make you a love potion to give to zhongli. (in retaliation, the very next day, he shows up in your room as a frog, claiming he had an “accident” while he was making a potion, thus turning himself into an amphibian. apparently, the only cure for it was... a kiss? what? didn't he make you an actual remedy when you were the one turned into a frog five years ago?)

venti: a whimsical bard you happened to come across with when you snuck out of your home as a rebellious teenager. you were immature then, and a bit adventurous, and you wanted to see how commoners lived their life. you went out with simple clothes, with a cloak covering your facial features to hide your true identity, but some brute thieves noticed your expensive-looking wallet despite your efforts and immediately took the chance to rob you. then suddenly, a lithe boy jumps from a roof, distracts the men, and grabs your hand to lead you away from the chaos. he's light on his feet, full of bubbly energy, and although you were ready to compensate him for his help with whatever amount of money he could possibly ask for, he only requested for a single drink in a nearby tavern. he is... rather odd. he successfully identified your real title, but he didn't hand you off to palace guards right away to have you escorted back to your estate. no doubt having done so would earn him a great sum, because your parents had put a bounty over your head. instead, he offers to show you around town, plays you a song with his lyre, and introduces you to his friends. yes, he's certainly a strange fellow... but it's not just his behavior that's weird. his way of speaking is too eloquent for a commonner, and he knows too much about the officials governing the kingdom. his songs are always cryptic, insinuating a deeper meaning to his lyrics, and his eyes, though holding a childish twinkle, had a knowing gleam. and to top it all off, he introduced you to his “best friend” — the mythical dragon dvalin himself?! (it's somewhat underwhelming to find out he's the long lost prince of the kingdom right after you saw such a large creature hiding among the mountains.)

xiao: your ever so loyal knight. as a child, he lived in the slums; a part of the kingdom everyone tended to avoid from fear. your father took pity on xiao when he found him struggling to survive and brought him back home to take care of him, planning to assign him as your personal knight once he was given proper training. xiao was surely worth pitying when you first laid your eyes on him — downcast eyes, sooty face, torn clothing with muddy shoes, and lacking any personal belongings. however, after he'd taken a nice bath, you learned he was quite pretty, with youthful features certain to turn handsome as he grew up. his eyes were an enchanting gold, skin as soft as velvet, and his hair was shiny and silky, though it was unfortunate he shied away whenever you tried to take a closer look. he was surprisingly meek, but you knew better than that. (after all, if he survived in the slums all by himself, you didn't doubt his capability to murder a man with his bare hands.) he was incredibly distant with you, but you didn't give up your attempts to befriend him. you invite him to go to the library to read storybooks together, just to see a twinkle of innocence light up his lifeless eyes. you dismiss his panicked refusal when you set up garden picnics especially for him, because he may pretend like he doesn't want to eat anything, but you can clearly see him eyeing that plate of almond tofu. soon enough, he grows fond of you, and he protects you not only because of his job, but also because you're someone precious to him.

as your knight, and by extension, your dearest friend, he is tasked to watch over you.

so he watches from the sidelines as you befriend another young boy — a mage known as albedo — and gazes in envy as albedo converses with you casually, able to stand on even ground with you. how he wished he could do the same.

he watches as you sneak out from your window to wander around the kingdom without permission, panic settling his nerves when you nearly injured yourself in doing so, but he doesn't stop you from escaping home, because he wanted you to have a taste of freedom. he regrets his decision when you come back home telling about your newest friend, venti.

he watches the exact moment when you fall in love with zhongli, putty in the older man's hands as he twirls you around the ballroom, and xiao could only look at you from a distance, sourness rising from the back of his throat. your heart wasn't the only one that shattered that day.

he watches as you sit across from diluc in the dinner table every night, eyeing the engagement ring on your finger illuminated by the chandelier hanging overhead, and remains silent even when your chatter starts to fill the air. he longs to take it off of you.

he watches, with a sense of empathy, when kaeya glances at you with a gaze too fond, in times you can't notice. you overlook it, as always, because that's how you've always been, unaware of the effect you have on other people. he's glad you were oblivious, sometimes.

he watches as you interact with that good-for-nothing thief every late evening, standing guard by the door in case childe tried to do anything. if he ever did, xiao wouldn't hesitate to slit his throat, because anyone who'd ever dare to hurt you will die by his hand. but childe doesn't do anything, so he stays put, with gritted teeth while that rascal is shamelessly flirting with you again.

xiao watches. he only watches. because he has no right to interfere. he's only a lowly knight, at most, your friend, but it's okay. it's okay because you can smile, even if it's not because of him. that's all that matters.

right?

part ii / part iii / secret route 01

~For I can't help falling in love with you~

Снег мягко похрустывал под ногами. Сегодняшний вечер был вполне обычным для Снежной - как всегда холодным, покрытым инеем и с щиплющим за нос морозом. Мимо сновали рядовые жители, перемежаясь агентами Фатуи в тёмной униформе - такой же, что была и на тебе. В особо сильные морозы она совершенно не спасала от холода; приходилось либо включать зажигалку, либо глотать огненную воду. Воспоминание об этом заставило тебя поморщиться. Тебе никогда не нравился её вкус, но порой деваться было некуда.

Слой снега вскоре сменился на вычищенные камни мостовой. Прогулка пошла чуть бодрее; знакомый маршрут направлял тебя к Заполярному дворцу. Стража пропустила тебя без вопросов - они давно знали тебя в лицо. Или, быть может, они уже издали замечали брошь в виде алой бабочки на лацкане твоего пальто.

Дворец встретил тебя привычной суровой тишиной, изредка прерываемой шагами агентов, разносящих документы. Твой пункт назначения - кабинет на третьем этаже, с роскошной табличкой на двери, где витиеватым шрифтом был выведен столь любимый тобой титул. Было достаточно постучать четыре раза и услышать тихое "войдите", чтобы твоё сердце снова сделало маленький кульбит - как каждый раз, когда твой взгляд падал на неё.

Закатное солнце играло рыжеватыми бликами на светлых локонах женщины. Она сидела за столом, окружённая документами, и ставила на каждый из них свою подпись изящным росчерком пера. Как только её взгляд встретился с твоим, она отложила всё, чем занималась до этого; на её губах играла мягкая улыбка.

- С возвращением, солнышко.

Кто бы мог подумать, что в расчётливой и высокомерной Предвестнице может прятаться такая нежность? Тебе стоило бы поблагодарить всех Архонтов только за возможность видеть эти проблески мягкости - но тебе дозволялось больше, гораздо больше.

- Ты не представляешь, насколько эти командировки заставляют меня тосковать по тебе.

Улыбка расцвела и на твоих губах, пряча грусть среди искорок счастья.

- Увы, прекрасно представляю, дорогуша, - Синьора поднялась с кресла, делая несколько шагов навстречу тебе. - Но главное в этом то, что мы с тобой возвращаемся друг к другу целыми и невредимыми.

- Определённо. Несмотря ни на что.

Тихонько вздохнув, Розалина мягко обвила руки вокруг твоей талии. Её внутреннее тепло грело тебя лучше любой шубы - или, быть может, это был эффект взаимных чувств? Задумываться над этим сейчас не хотелось - хотелось лишь раствориться в её объятиях, прижать крепче к себе, настолько, будто возможно было вложить её целиком в своё сердце.

- Тебе холодно? - кажется, она заметила твою лёгкую дрожь. Сегодняшний день был особенно морозным.

- Ох... не волнуйся, ты уже меня согрела.

- Возможно, но мы же не станем идти по улице в объятиях друг друга, верно? - с её губ слетел смешок. - Подожди минуту, у меня есть кое-что интересное.

Отпускать Розалину ужасно не хотелось, но пришлось признать, что она как всегда была права. Твой взгляд проследил за тем, как Синьора подошла к одному из шкафов, грациозным движением доставая оттуда шубу Предвестника. Белая ткань была отделана серебристыми узорами, на лацканах сверкали украшения, а пышный меховой воротник вызывал иррациональное желание зарыться в него лицом.

- Что скажешь? - Синьора накинула шубу, позволив ей небрежно покоиться ниже плеч, обрамляя её статную фигуру. Если бы можно было подобрать самые лучшие комплименты для неё, они бы уже сорвались с твоего языка - но вид твоих алеющих щёк, растерянного взгляда и влюблённой улыбки уже говорил сам за себя. Розалина мягко рассмеялась, наблюдая за твоей реакцией.

- Царица святая, всего-то и нужно было надеть что-то новое, чтобы настолько тебя смутить? - насмешливый тон Предвестницы заставил тебя покраснеть ещё больше.

- Дорогая, ты... ты же знаешь, что дело не в этом.

- Знаю, знаю, но это не мешает мне дразнить тебя. Ведь ты так мило выглядишь, когда смущаешься, дорогуша, - Синьора сделала пару шагов навстречу тебе. - Но знаешь...

Подхватив шубу, Розалина одним движением опустила её на твои плечи.

- ...на тебе она тоже будет смотреться прекрасно.

Тепло окружило тебя в ту же секунду, как тяжёлая ткань приземлилась поверх твоей униформы. Густой пушистый мех обрамил твоё лицо, донеся до тебя едва слышимый аромат духов Предвестницы - бутонов роз и горящего дерева. Казалось, будто ты находишься в её объятиях, столь же тёплых и нежных и одновременно нависающих своей тяжестью.

- Ты же не хочешь, чтобы я прямо в твоей шубе...

- О, цветик мой, именно этого я и хочу, - Синьора усмехнулась, склоняясь к тебе. - Ты же не собираешься заболеть по пути домой, верно? А мне холод не страшен, в отличие от тебя, - её пальцы мягко взъерошили твои волосы. Тебе только и оставалось кивнуть, соглашаясь.

- Хорошо, любимая.

- Вот и славно, - Синьора оставила маленький поцелуй на твоей щеке. - Идём. С делами закончим завтра. Я слишком соскучилась, любовь моя.

can't help falling in love with you

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍

diluc x fem reader

synopsis: diluc and reader have three daughters, reader is implied to be on the more extroverted side, a little bit of a study on diluc, kind of dialogue heavy, comfort for both reader and diluc, kisses, feminine petnames, domestic sweetness ♡ self ship coded :3 SFW but minors dni

there’s a telltale silence in the Dawn Winery when Diluc returns home. a different kind altogether, than the silence that followed him through the empty halls of his home save for the staff who moved about the mansion silently while Diluc worked away in his office by a single flickering candle.

this silence is the sound of slumbering babes, and his maids all working hushed, but diligently in the kitchen to whip up a batch of soft baked sunsettia cookies when those who sleep finally wake. to have with tea and milk of course.

he’s learned long ago to let his boots not fall heavy footed onto the floor, for nights that he would creep into his bedroom after the Darknight Hero was finished with his nightly round up. so when he approaches the bedroom door down the hall from his, the door now painted with soft pink roses and dreamy yellow stars, he knows to open it quietly and efficiently, to reveal the afternoon sun barely concealed by soft curtains to cast the smallest amount of light into the otherwise dark room where three little red heads are curled onto one twin sized bed, instead of the eldest in her own bed, and the youngest in her crib.

it’s a sweet pile of limbs, of stuffed bunnies and dolls, long lashes rested against cherub cheeks that makes Diluc’s heart melt at the sight. it never will get old to him, seeing his daughters all safe in their beds, well loved.

you bring your finger to your lips, a soft hush falling from them when your husband steps a little too close to the girls, his now ungloved hand reaching out to pull a blanket up higher on their shoulders. he pauses and glances at you, a soft chuckle in his throat at the sight of you wrapped in a knit blanket, your knees drawn up while you lounge in one of the reading chairs in the corner of the bedroom, the book in your hand open and turned upside down on the drawing table beside you. your hand reaches out for him, the wedding ring glittering on your finger as Diluc takes hold of your delicate hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. he then silently drops to his knees, and you giggle behind your hand when he groans at the way his knees pop when he descends, and presses his face against your chest for a hug with a deeply contented sigh. your familiar touch comes to his scalp as you begin to rake your nails across his bright red hair and you kiss his forehead.

“how long have they been asleep?” Diluc murmurs quietly, his breath against your hammering heart, this man you have been devoted to for over a decade still making your heart race like when you were a younger girl.

“mm…about half an hour.” you reply quietly, your husband taking the hand in his hair by grasping your wrist and bringing it to his lips where he kisses at your open palm.

“i see, shall i leave then?” he blinks at you with his deep red hues, knowing the girls need to sleep longer and he doesn’t want to risk waking them up. Diluc needs a trim, his hair is covering his pretty eyes a little too much, you make a note to remind him later.

“no darling, please stay.” you coo, and your husband on his knees and pressed to your chest leans up to kiss your soft mouth, a proper greeting for his loving wife.

“alright then, hold on.” he promises, lifting himself up from the ground and you watch as he quietly searches around the darkened room to find a stool - one he crafted for his middle daughter who requested she have one for when she sits at her desk to put on her play jewelry ‘just like mama’.

he pulls the stool up in front of you and takes your hand, and leans in closely, his knees bumping yours. he looks at you knowingly.

“now, are you going to tell me what’s on your mind?” Diluc questions, his broad frame obscuring your vision and his hair in its ponytail falling over one of his shoulders. your eyes widen for a second and then you sigh, slightly slumping in your seat.

“how could you tell?” you chew your lip, bringing your fist up to your chin.

“i know my wife, i like to think i pay her proper attention.” the red head muses, “and when i got home you weren’t there to greet me. i know when the girls nap you tend to be in the sitting room with your book. so that fact you were hiding was my first clue.” he raises an eyebrow at you, not accusatory, but in concern. Diluc’s hands rest on your knees and squeezes. you sigh again and he licks his lips.

“just was thinking.” you pout.

“about?” he pushes gently. you shift in the chair, unable to run from the gaze of your husband.

“im…..im not too much for you am i? even after all these years? i know i can be rather talkative, and im not….you know im not this strong and silent type, the way you are. am i annoying? im sure of it…” you begin to yammer on under your breath, and then two rough hands grip your face and a kiss is placed on your lips. he breathes into you and your eyes glisten, when had you started crying?

“Mrs. Ragnvindr. what brought all of this on?” he questions with his mouth still brushing against yours, wondering if someone had planted this ludicrous idea in the mind of his beloved.

“like i said. thinking. or rather overthinking…” you mumble, a quiet sniffle when your husband wipes under your eye with the pad of his thumb.

“ah.” he replies. you swallow down a pang of uncertainty.

Diluc looks into your eyes, his favorite color he determined, once he began to fall in love with you. when you had met him, he had been in an incredibly dark place. he still wrestles with his past, only now -

“i need you more than you realize, you know.” Diluc professes, his fingers brushing across your hot cheek. over the years his touch has grown more and more tender, but never lacks in its intensity, in his bodies natural pull to you.

“i didn’t know i needed you either, someone who has a smile that lights up all of Mondstadt. someone with a kindness so tender it threatened to chase away the hidden hurts in me - it did in fact. someone who can make me, of all people, laugh - but can turn around and embrace me with quiet loving arms.”

your hand covers your mouth and you sob quietly into your palm. Diluc leans over and rests his forehead against your shoulder, feeling your body tremble. admittedly, he still wonders how he caught your attention, with the solemn look on his face and the shadow hanging over his heart anytime you greeted him.

“one of the first things Adeleinde said after you and began to spend more time together, is that i was smiling more. and….singing.” he admits, turning his head to kiss your neck.

“you already know this, but i used to sing on our rides with the knights through the whispering woods, or whistle at the very least. and then i never did again after what happened with my father.” he remembers, exhaling through his nose.

“but the point is that you brought the song back to me, meine frau.” he whispers. a shudder running over his body. he really loves you.

“i love you dearly, surely you know this?” he looks up at you, his lips brushing yours. you nod slowly, eyes fluttering shut when he kisses you again.

Diluc flames liken to the sun in the way that it burns and consumes with swift judgment, but you’re the sun in the way that it warms and permits growth. he’s drawn to you and you to him, flames in different ways but still so similar.

“Diluc i-“ you begin, but your husband sits up straight and takes your hand, opening his vest and placing your hand over the plush of his chest.

“it beats for you, and you alone.” he says with gentle resolve.

Diluc really, truly loves you, and all that you are, and all that you have helped him to be. he aches for you and that ache still perseveres even after all these years.

“whatever, or whoever made you think that your bright and warm heart, that your gentle and loving soul that brought out the best in me in my dark days and still does, well i will tell you that they do not know me at all.” he continues, the breeze from the slightly open window curls in, sweeping a gentle embrace across your bodies.

“nor do they know you, do you really think so small of yourself my love?” you shake your head, another fat tear running down your cheek and falling onto your lap.

“you are strong. you are…smart, brave, beautiful, full of joy. you are the person who understands my very being and will sit in happy silence with me but will also make me chase you out in the vineyards. and i am the luckiest man in Teyvat to call you mine.”

“are you sure?” you say in a small voice, and Diluc smiles and presses a delicate kiss to your forehead.

“i have never been more sure of anything. just look at a good example of the proof of our love.” he kisses the shiny diamond on your ring finger and then glances behind him where your babies all continue to slumber.

Diluc knows he is well loved, too.

“i ask you, my darling, to not doubt yourself any longer. if anything, i am more than unworthy of you. someone who was shrouded in pain and darkness, finding love with someone such as you. you are more dear to me than you will ever know.” you hiccup and your husbands lips turn up with the softest smile.

“oh Diluc, you were never unworthy. ever, please don’t say such things. im so…proud to be your wife.” you whimper under your breath, hands cupping his face and gazing into eyes that now have crinkles gathered at the corners from all the smiles you have brought him. Diluc in that moment thinks on how much his father would have loved you. he has almost always thought that, ever since he first met you in fact.

the love that Diluc concealed was always there, a man of integrity and deep courage, has always also been kind and gentle. he is forever grateful that you showed him those things were still within him.

you both push forward and kiss each other deeply, soft and passionate breaths exchanged between two lovers who on the surface might look or even sound different in temperament - but down deeper you find two hurting and longing souls who found each other. one grounds her and reminds her of her worth within the stillness. the other shows him he can fly and sing and dream again, and he is on a healing journey with her hand in his always.

his heart was once his greatest foe, and now you carry his heart in your heart.

“papa?” a tiny voice calls, laden with sleep still. Diluc breaks the kiss, and you both smile at each other through now drying tears.

you were made for each other, and as he turns to scoop up his eldest who pads across the room with a stuffed bunny in her arms as she rubs her eyes, you stand to pull open the curtains a little further to allow the sunshine in.

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