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Alright I know I'm only supposed to talk about the Harbingers on here,,, but I really can't get this little thing out of my head so please indulge me 🤲

Breaking up with Neuvillette (angsty I know but hear me out). Due to his important position, he has a large workload and you often don't see him, resulting in you feeling lonely. Not to mention he's bad at showing emotion and his face kind of has the same expression all the time which makes you uncertain if he even enjoys your presence at all. Along with some other things, you just feel uncared for and think that he doesn't love you (which is absolutely not the truth) and ultimately break up with him. And it just gets you more upset when he doesn't even seem to react that much!

But right after you leave, it starts to... rain. For some bizarre reason. It usually only rained during trials. So why was it raining now? But you soon lose interest, after all, it doesn't concern you. But the weather remains horribly murky and gloomy for the rest of the week. A lot of people wonder why, the old story of the Hydro Dragon being sad popping up here and there, but no one could ever know for sure. Little did you know you were the cause of this rain. And you had no idea how much your ex was hurting now.

SO basically just angst to fluff hurt/comfort mutual pining as the two of you want each other back so badly but literally cannot hold a whole conversation anymore since you're still bitter about the whole thing while he's trying to be respectful as possible (his heart is breaking every time you refuse to look at him and the weather goes to shit five minutes later)

OH but the Melusines love Neuvillette so they automatically love you a lot too, they think you two are the perfect couple! So you can't just go and break their hearts about the breakup! This leads to you having to still act like a couple every now and then with Neuvillette in front of them so as to not raise suspicion which is the hardest thing you've ever done.

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afterglow + scara x gn!reader

+. angst with fluff???, toxic bf scara :<, inspired by taylor swift ehheheheh, not proofread, cussing

+. summary; tell me that it's not my fault, tell me that I'm all you want, even when I break your heart.

+. A/N hi lmao im so sorry for disappearing for so long i was being a lazy ass and was enjoying my vacation too much. anyway FONTAINE IS SO PRETTY T-T i have so much fun swimming with kokomi because she looks like a real majestic mermaid princess under the water <3 anyway, have this <33 ily guys

scaramouche isn’t really the boyfriend you thought you’d end up with. not with his personality, no. the first time you met him, you thought he was an asshole, and he thought you were a nuisance. and then share glares turned to annoying each other, to banters, to caring about each other, and then to… where you are now.

“i fucking hate you.” he says with a glare, and you just sighed. “uh hm, you do.” you said sarcastically, standing up from your seat. “don’t get that tone with me! i don’t need you! you think you’re all it, huh?” he scoffed. you almost wanted to laugh, and slap him a little. it wasn’t about you in the first place.

he was mad at a fatui diplomat for being ‘incompetent’, and then ranting it out to you, and then suddenly he shifted his annoyance to you. bringing up the time you ‘flirted’ with the 11th harbinger where in truth you were just having a friendly chat. and then shifted to wanting to break up. cursing out your existence like a prayer while he has tears in his eyes.

“that all, scara?” you raised a brow with a smile on your face. he was enraged. why are you always like that? he thinks you never take him seriously. you just smile at him whenever he says he wanted to break up, or when he says he’s mad. are you playing with him? “get out! get out of here!” he slammed his hand on his table angrily. “of course. i love you.” you chuckled before leaving his office.

it wasn’t long until he knocked on the door of your shared bedroom, his eyes puffy and glaring. “how-“ he didn’t even let you talk and just wrapped his arms around your waist, face buried on the crook of your neck, hands clutching on your shirt. “how come you’re still here? didn’t i tell you to leave?” he asked softly, no anger in his voice, just confusion with a hint of affection.

you hugged him back, your hand caressing his hair while the other on his back. “you don’t want that. you’d go berserk if i did.” you chuckled, and he tightened his hold on you, pulling you even closer. “i wouldn’t. i’d be happy if you did… i wouldn’t have to worry about you growing tired of me in the future.”

“don’t say that. you know i wouldn’t.” “what if you did?” “i wouldn’t.” “you would.” the two of you bantered. “i love you.” you said, cupping his cheeks making him look at you. “i fucking love you.”

his cheeks flushed, and his eyes welled with tears once again. it’s rare to see him vulnerable and insecure like this. you don’t tease him about it. you just shower him with love even though he’s being a grumpy mean guy about it. “why?” he murmured.

“because i love you.” you chuckled. “stop questioning my love, dummy.” you kissed the tip of his nose, his cheek, his forehead. “i’m an asshole, a jerk. everyone know that, why won’t you jus leave me already?” he glared whilst hugging you close.

“never.” you shake your head. he had never made you promise something to him, in fear of breaking it. but you never fail to reassure him that you wouldn’t be his fourth betrayal. no. “i’ve loved you for so many fucking years, ya think i can leave?” you chuckled.

“i can try, but god, scara. your kisses and your handprints are all over my soul, i could never.” you kissed his lips. he looked at you as if you’re the only one he’ll ever love. he knew he wasn’t good for you, you knew that yourself too. but fuck love for having the both of you in a chokehold.

“you’re so persistent, archons.” he sighed, pulling you even more closer. “then don’t leave me. even if i’m being a total jackass. i don’t mean anything bad i say to you, i don’t mean it when i say i hate you, don’t leave me when i say go away.” he mumbled. “i’d destroy teyvat if i ever lose you.”

“i love you too.”

see what i did at the 11th paragraph?

#genshin impact #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x gn reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader

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drunk bestfriend + sampo koski x gn!reader

+. fluff, confession, bad shit drunk sampo

+. summary ; mc calls you to come get your drunk best friend sampo koski

+. A/N i know i’ve been gone for so long but here i am back with another rushed fanfic LMAO not genshin related but i’ve been playing honkai : star rail a little and not far into the game yet but this guy… I LIKE HIM! and i stumbled into this x listener asmr where your best friend is drunk and also drunk confessing lmao so credits to that because it inspired me to do this

you arrived at said tavern after 20 minutes after mc has called you. and as you entered you could already hear sampo singing some tune you dont even know of and people are eyeing him already. you sighed as you walked up to him. “oh hey, hic beautiful~” he chuckles as he sees you. “get up” you chuckled as you tapped his shoulders. “oh? you asking me hic out already?” he smirks, wiggling his brows.

yeah… he gets so flirty and forgets about your friendship whenever he’s drunk, nothing new so you were used to his tactics already. “my name is sampo by the way~ hic, thats s a m p o not s h a m p o o hic” he smiles watching you you took the seat next to him. “yeah, i know.” you giggled “let’s get you home now though”

“nuh-uh! no taking hic me home just yet, buy hic me dinner first.” he says with a sass, about to drink the glass of beer again but you swatted his hand away, which he didnt seem to mind. “ok that wasn’t it. sorry, hic i’ll let you take me home whenever.” he giggles, you just watch him at this point, until he’s finishes with his rambling. “lets start over alright, sweet cheeks? my name is- is sampo, and thats hic s a m p o and not s h a m p o o. and i think… hic you’re so pretty.” he smirks and giggles. “you look pretty, yourself too”

“i know, i know.” he giggles, leaning in the table, looking at you. you could explain it but the way he looked at you… its was definitely not the way you look at your bestfriend. “[name]~ hic [name] youre so beautiful~” he says, his eyes not leaving your features. and just his stare is enough to get you blushing. “you dint have a boyfriend right? we can date right?” he asks with hopeful eyes. “many people fawn over you, youre so attractive~ i ant you to be mine~” he whines. wrapping his arms around you.

“no, sampo. i dont have any lover.” you said nervously. this doesnt feel like his drunk flirting at all… it’s as if he means what he’s saying. he hummed happily. “[name]~ i love you~ hic i love you so much~ more than a friend, [name]~” your breath hitched as he talked. “i want you to be happy… wanna see you happy~” he says, pulling away to lean against the table to look at you again. “want you to be happy… even if it’s with someone else, [name]~” he chuckles. but when you looked at him he wasnt smiling, he was tearing up.

“sampo, what-? why are you crying?” you giggled caressing his cheeks. “‘m sorry. hic ‘m so sorry~” he apologized as his sobs got louder. he sobbed like a kid. “i love you… i love you s-so much.” he sobbed. people who are nearby chuckling at the scene. “i cant even- b-bear the thought of you with someone else hic.”

“what-?” “i want you to be happy [name]~ but i want you to be happy with me~!“ he sobbed even harder. it was honestly cute, and you couldn’t do anything but to hug him and pamper the big guy. lets just say, it took an hour to get him home.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail sampo #sampo koski #sampo x reader #sampo koski x reader

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IM SRRY YAWL I WAS BUSY WITH MY STUDIES (still am) AND I’VE ALSO KINDA LOST MOTIVATION PLAYING GENSHIN I MISSED THE AKADEMIYA EVENT T-T ANYWAY I MISSED YOU GUYS

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OK LONG TIME NO SEE T-T

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wait r you that princess from shrek ?!?&?&& (LMFAO IM SORRY I HAD TO but i love your theme sm <3)

NAUR BESTIE T-T IDEK WHY MY MUM NAMED ME THAT😭😭😭

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it’s been a long, long time + diluc x gn!reader

+. short, fluff

+. summary ; coming back to your beloved

+. A/N man idk what im feeling rn but I WANNA FALL IN LOVE TOO T-T

you looked out the window of your carriage, looking at the view of dawn winery as you got nearer and nearer. excitement overcoming you. you made sure your lover is unawear of your arrival as a surprise. a big smile crept up your face seeing the familliar red hair from a distance. you were so excited that once the carriage made the stop you quickly got out of it and ran.

“my love!” you shouted catching the attention of master diluc who is tending to the grapes, puts down his basket to open his arms and catch you in his embrace burying his face into the crook of your neck. inhaling your scent as if it were the first time. he swung you around, his arms wrapped around your waist so tightly. oh how much he missed you, your voice, your presense. “oh, my dear. i missed you.” his says against your neck. your chuckles filling his ears.

he finally puts you down and cups your cheeks to give your a kiss on your forehead, to your nose, and then to your lips. “i missed you too, ‘luc. archons i never wanna go on a buisness trip again!” you joked giving him a peck and then another and another. pampering him all over, earning a laugh from him as you did. “i love you so much.” he says as your forehead touched with his.

“i love you most.” you replied with a smile. adelinde smiles as she looks at the two of your from a distance. “what about a tea for this fine morning?” elzer smirks playfully nudging the maid beside him. “oh shut it, get to work.”

“oh c’mon have you not noticed my wooing yet!? i’ve loved you since master diluc was 18!” elzer groans trailing behind adelinde who only smiled as she walked.

its the first time ive shipped adelinde and elzer LMAO I JUST THOUGHT OF IT

#genshin impact #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #diluc x gender neutral reader #diluc ragnivindr x you #diluc fluff #diluc x reader #Spotify

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so long, loneliness 

warning: hurt/comfort - (reader is ignored, talked over, feeling alienated by friends) 

includes: Childe, Diluc, Thoma

character x gn reader | anthology  

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the moon and the stars + wanderer x gn!reader

+. fluff, short

+. summary ; stargazing with wanderer

+. A/N i feel so terribly lonely rn. i luv listening to cigarettes after sex while star gazing it makes me feel even more lonelier

you smiled looking up to the star filled sky as you lay in kuni’s lap in the middle of nowhere somewhere in mondstadt. taking your rest of the day in the flower field land. “it’s beautiful.” you say raising your hand up as if you’re touching the stars. he rolls his eyes as he caressed your hair.

“it’s fake.” he says bluntly. he always said that whenever you complimented the sky. “how is it fake?” you asked, looking him who’s already looking back at you with love in his eyes. “it just is. it’s fake. i don’t like it.” he shruggs.

“i don’t mind looking at it tho. since you like it and such.” he grumbles embarrassed. you caressed his cheeks with a smile, you remained on his lap as you did so. “i love you.” you whispered making him look at you. “i love you too.” he said without hesitation, capturing your lips with his.

“ah, what a lovely sight indeed.” a certain bard says as he sat on a tree trunk not so far from the both of you. barbatos is quite happy to see that kunikuzushi has finally found someone to call his home.

#Spotify #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader #scaramouche fluff #wanderer x gn reader #kunikuzushi x gn reader

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can i request how diluc, xiao, scara, cyno and tighnari confess to the reader?

❝i love you.❞ + diluc, xiao, wanderer, cyno, tighnari x gn!reader

+. fluff

+. summary ; them confessing to you

+. A/N YES NONNY I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT THANK YOU SO MUCH MWA MWA MWA and I JUST KNOW TIGHNARI ALSO ONOWS VARIOUS LANGUAGE JUST LIKE AL HAITHAM TOO, NOT MANY AS AL HAITHAM BUT U KNOW HE’S A SCHOLAR TOO HE’S GOTA KNOW OTHER LANGUAGES TOO

wanderer

sitting somewhere in vanarana, you didnt know such place existed, though you couldn’t see the children of the forest, you could still feel their presense near. kuni insisted on taking you here. you chuckled as kuni bashfully took the flower crown off him, but you kept on placing it in his head. “stop, this is so childish.”

“you look beautiful!” you complimented, cupping his cheeks making him look at you but he avoided eye contact. he sighs, how can such a mortal he calls his friend make him feel like this. though without a heart, he could feel something beating fast in his chest, he doesnt understand.

he clears his throat. if you were to embarass him, he too shall embarass you. confused when he so suddenly grabbed your face closer to him. “i… i’d destroy teyvat for you.” he says with a faint blush on his face. “if you are ever to be taken away from me… i’d gladly be the villain again.” he says softly caressing your face.

you smile painting your face. “is this your way of telling me you like me?” you chuckled letting go of his face, letting him just jold you. “wow, you’re not too dumb to not notice.” he jokes looking at your face. “i’d do anything for you, if you ask me.” he smiles, slowly leaning closer and closer. “kuni…” you whispered as your lips touched his.

“arapacati thinks it’s a happy ending!” says the aranara who’s beside them. “arakavi thinks arapacati should cover arapacati’s eyes.” arakavi says peeking over to the two lovers and then covering his eyes once again.

cyno

sitting at the tavern along with tighnari, kaveh and al haitham while cyno pours out drinks for kaveh. they both seemed drunk already. and cyno really does seem different while he’s drunk. “you know, you know al haitham?” asks cyno while a hand placed on kaveh’s shoulder. al haitham beside you gives them a side eye.

“of course, he’s my roommate after all.” kaveh chuckles. “oh god, i regret joining. they are so embarassing.” says tighnari who’s already dying of embarassment. “why is he always so close with yn!? are they together or something?!” cyno slams his fist on the table making you, tighnari, and kaveh startled.

“you know, you should keep your boy in line kaveh! i’m telling you, the next time i see him so close with them again… i… i will gut him!” he says giving the table another slam. “holy shit, cyno can you stop doing that, my ears are sensitive you know!” tighnari complains kicking the general under the table, but cyno’s eyes are glued to you. and you’re a blushing mess too.

“oh there they are. hello yn.” he smiles giving you a wave. al haitham chuckling beside you. “you, green man! get off, they’re mine okay?” says cyno standing up from his seat, swiftly pushing al haitham off. “yn~ i love you so much.” he mumbles clinging onto you. “im so glad i bought this kamera.” al haitham says before snapping a picture to black mail the mahamatra.

diluc

diluc didnt know what to say nor how to react. looking at you smiling at him unapologetically. “how… how the hell are you even smiling right now?” he asks sternly, looking at you with an intense glare making you feel really scared. “look, i’m sorry okay? it’s just… i thought i was of help so i jumped into the scene!” you explained.

“havent i told you to not act so impulsive!? look where that got you!? you almost fucking died!” oh no, diluc is cussing. that’s when you know you messed up real bad, because he too is screaming now. “i told you to stay back, protect yourself from harm while i do my damn job. i could’ve lost you!” he says almost in tears slowly walking over to you.

falling onto his knees in front of you. “‘luc… why do you even… worry so much?” you asked placing a hand on his cheek. he looks at you with his adoring gaze. “i would have thought you caught on by now.” he chuckles, holding your hand that is caressing his cheeks and kisses your palm. “i love you, yn. i always will.”

he held your hand tightly but softly, as if you’d slip away from his grasp the moment he lets go. “i love you, so please? i know your will to help, i adore that. but i don’t wanna lose you.”

tighnari

“wrong.” he chuckles looking at you work on your sumerunian essay. you aren’t from sumeru after all and just moved 3 months ago and still working on the language of sumeru. gladly tighnari became your friend as soon as you moved in to gandarva ville and he also knew how to speak your native language.

“huh?! but isnt this how people confess!?” you asked looking at your paper. “your worded it literally, you have to change some words in order to make it look appealing, don’t just short cut it. how do you say my darling you are so beautiful?” he asks, leaning his cheeks onto his palms as he watched you think. a smile painting his face as he watched. “jamil habibi!” you said proudly.

“close but not quite. it’s habibi ant jamilat jidana. you short cut it again.” he flicks your forehead lightly. “hey.” he calls, looking at him with a small pout. “Je vous aime.” he says which means i love you in fontaine. “i think i’ve heard that before. let me get my fontaine dictionary.” you said taking out a huge book out of your bag. “go on, i’ll wait.” he smirks

(i just got these translations from google translate idk how to speak french and arabian pls T-T)

xiao

“i see you collecting trinkets here and there, i didn’t know you’re one to be fond of them, xiao.” zhongli smiles as he looks at the yaksha from behind. it is surely a surprise that the yaksha has come to liyue harbor without any occasion. “re- mr. zhongli… i actually came by to see you…” he asked hesitantly. “would you wanna talk it over some tea? it helps with calming down, helps you express yourself more too.” he smiles.

now there the two are, inside wangsheng funeral parlor. “i believe people would call this as love, xiao.” zhongli smiles at he looks at the yaksha. “am… am i even capable of having such feelings? am i deserving of it?” he asks playing with the but butterfly shaped crystal on his hand. “of course.”

“even the evilest of creatures has one they love. don’t be harsh on yourself, child. everyone is deserving of love.” zhongli puts a hand on his shoulder. “i suggest you face it. love is a beautiful thing, it’s special. don’t waste it.”

and now here he sits outside your home at the shade of your tree while he ate almond tofu. he admires you while you looked through the stylish box of trinkets he had given you. “why don’t you just put it in a simple box, it’s much more easier that way.” you chuckle as you put the small compass necklace inside the jewelry box.

“it’s because it’s special.” you smiled taking out another one, this time, a hair pin that seemed to be from inazuma. “how so, they’re just things i found from the wilderness. i thought… you’d like them because i see you collect stuff like that.” he looks away before munching in the last bite of his almond tofu. “it’s special because it’s from you, xiao.”

gosh that look on your face. it makes his heart beat fast and his cheeks go warm. “love is bothersome.” he grumbles, earning a chuckle from you. “but then i guess, if it’s you whom i’ll love… i don’t mind.”

RAAAAGGGGHHHG OMG I JUST MADE A BOUQUET OF PAPER FLOWERS IM SO NERVOUS I GOT DARED TO GIVE IT TO THE PERSON I LIKE T-T

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #kunikuzushi x reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader #wanderer x reader #cyno x gender neutral reader #cyno x reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x reader #tighnari #tighnari x reader #tighnari x gender neutral reader #xiao x reader #xiao x gender neutral reader

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Language Of Love

AlHaitham X GN! Reader

“‘Italics’” = he’s speaking another language

“So.. you can speak 20 languages?”

A random conversation.

It was easy to guess how you got to this point, boredom.

Spending time with your.. acquaintance, who you may or may not have a crush on, wasn’t on your agenda today, but here you are - sitting on a chair in his office as he effortlessly scribbles down sophisticated words onto parchment.

The sound was certainly pleasing to the ears, skrch sccrch sckrch.

You had no clue what he was doing. Oh, the duty of a scribe..

Or why you even came here..

No.

You knew why you came here, to spend time with him, as a friend only. Or maybe you were less than friends. It was hard putting a label on things when it came to the emotionally stunted AlHaitham. He was almost as bad as the General Mahamatra.

You just forgot how boring spending time with him can be if he’s busy working, thus leading you to flip through one of the many books on his bookshelf.

Yeah, you quickly got bored of that too.

These weren’t story books, they were informative books. You suppose to a man like him who enjoyed learning, this was like being surrounded by candy. To you? Its like being surrounded by encyclopedias.

He probably reads encyclopedias for fun.

So here you were, starting a conversation on a little fact you heard an academia student mutter like it was a piece of gossip even though it was probably outlined somewhere.

“Yes,” The scratching of quill to paper continues even as he glances up at you for a split second, “It’s important for scholars to broaden their knowledge and fluency of languages as to not hinder important research that may be written in a different dialect.”

All of Teyvat spoke the same language, it was easy to wonder why everyone from ancient times suddenly decided to switch. Of course you wouldn’t ask him such a thing, not right now anyway.

You had a plan.

A plan to woo this man.

The many failed attempts before can not hinder you.

Smugly, you said to him, “I bet I know one language you can’t speak.”

Oh, you were already giddy.

Curiosity peaked, his scribbling halted, eyes on you, “Is that so?” He was eager to hear you answer.

Whether you were toying with him, or genuinely knew a language he could add to his list, he was willing to listen.

“Do tell.”

Clearing your throat, you sat up straight and gave him a cocky smile, “The language of love.”

You were met with silence, as expected.

He was starstruck, surely. In awe. Was he wooed?

You could easily speak up with the punchline after his response, oh!! You would say, ‘but I can teach you!!’

Oh, he’s about to respond! He’s-!

“You must be referring to the ancient Fontaine language used by higher class citizens, commonly known to scholars as the language of love due to how words would ‘roll off the tongue like silk’ when speaking it.“

–an idiot? You were gobsmacked.

And he was smirking on the inside.

“I’m surprised you know of this language, you must have learned something from one of the books you’ve flipped through in the library.”

“That’s not,”

“I can even demonstrate it for you.”

“Wait!”

You began to fluster as he indeed began speaking a language completely foreign to your ears.

He was right, the words did flow silkily. This did not make you feel any better. Your pickup line failed miserably.

“‘You are so adorable, trying to trick me like this.’”

You can’t help but pout, wondering just what he was saying.

“‘Look at you, cheeks flushed and puffed like a fish. Honestly, how am I supposed to work efficiently if you’re here distracting me.’”

“Aw come on,” You began to complain, frowning at the gloating male, “I can’t understand you, y’know.”

“‘I do wonder if you’re aware that I know you like me, you wear your heart on your sleeves, my dear,’” he smiles ever so slightly, which completely unnerves you, “‘I like you too.’”

His cheek rests on his knuckles as he leans back and observes your frustration. Oh, how happy he was you brought this up. Any chance to show off his ability and confess without you knowing is always a good opportunity.

He’d shower you in compliments and confessions in all 20 languages if he had the time, perhaps even spill secrets to your unknowing ears.

Oh, how he would like that. He could say his deepest, darkest desires and you’d only look at him with confusion.. maybe even annoyance.

The thought pleased the busy scholar.

“That’s so mean you know, am I supposed to look up your words in a dictionary or something?”

“Oh, they wouldn’t be in a dictionary.” He reaches forward and tugs at your cheek, elation swirling in his broad chest as you whine and swat at his large arm.

“Should you remind me at a later date,” when he’s finally made you his, of course, “I’ll happily tell you what I said.”

“How about right now.”

“It is not a later date, only the time has changed.” Breathing out a sigh, faking annoyance, he turns his attention back to his paperwork, picking back up his quill.

“Ok, so I can ask you tomorrow.”

“You can, however, I’m under no obligation to tell you until I want to.”

“I dislike you very much, Scribe.” You grumbled, settling back in your seat.

He chuckles to himself, “I’m sure you do, ‘sweetheart.’”

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you’re in love + genshin men (mostly) valentines speacial

+. fluff, not proofread written in one go lmao, wanderer favoritsm just because 😼

+. summary ; they’re in love

+. A/N yeah so i changed it to them asking you for valentines to this because i thought it felt more pure like this sooo… me being a hopeless romantic is acting up again T-T happy valentines!😚 AND ALSO THANK YOU FOR 108 FOLLOWERS I LOVE YOU ALL MWAAA <3333333

itto

itto knew what love meant. he knew how giving love is. but itto didnt really know what love felt like. not until he met you. he thought you were really cool, you’re rich too. but meh, your father always hated him. but he didn’t care! you guys are buddies. just buddies…

until he started feeling that unusual feeling in his stomach whenever you would smile at him. you started looking more prettier by the day in his eyes. even the simplest clothing you wore made him swoon. he was confused, so confused.

so he asked you the first time you snuck him inside your estate. “why does… why does my heart beat so fast like this…” he asks looking at you who’s laying beside him inside the comfort of your chambers. he took your hand and placed it in his bare chest. a smile spread across your face as you felt his heart race. “my face becomes warm too, whenever i would see you smile or just hold me…” he says timidly, avoiding eye contact but still holding your hand against his chest.

“it’s weird really. cuz, from just one look at you. i imagine a future where i can be with you, just with you…” he gulps, taking the courage to look you in the eyes. you’re staring back at his lovestruck eyes with a smile. “you’re… in love.” you whispered, placing your palm on his cheeks and caressing it.

leaning in closer. and closer until you’re only centimeters apart. “as well as i.” you were about to kiss when someone knocked on the shoji (the japanese sliding door yawl) “i’m sorry to have interrupted your study… but mx. yn your father wishes to see you!” says the lady outside.

the two of you stood from where you lay, leading him out quickly. “i’ll see you tonight.” you chuckled giving him a small kiss on the cheek before urging him to leave. and boy he felt as if god just sent him the most beautiful thing.

thoma

thoma always thought you are beautiful. beautiful in a friendly manner, though he wouldn’t deny that he’s gained feelings for his master’s dearest friend. but he doesn’t dare mention it to anyone. except ayaka.

though she looked pretty dense, she never missed how thoma looked at you from a distance. “it’s just a small crush m’lady. yn is way too out of my league if i were to love them.” he chuckles. he swears it’s just a small crush. a simple adoration, nothing more nothing less.

but oh when you visited the estate and the siblings wasn’t there, he was a little sad that he needed to send you away because the sibling wont be home for the whole day, “i’m sorry, but the siblings are out on business. but i can send them a word that you came by today.” he smiles with a broom in hand.

“oh, thoma, i know that! i actually came by to hang out with you.” you smiled handing him a box of pastries from mondstadt. he swore he could feel his heart almost beating out of his chest, his cheeks started feeling warm too. “oh, sorry! i remember ayato mentioning you’re from mondstadt and my father just got back from buisness there and brought me back lots of mondstadt pastries so i thought i’d give some to you.”

you chuckled embarassed. oh how your voice sounded so genuine, so caring. he could only stare at your face as you talked. “it’s fine! i uhm… thank you. its been a while since i’ve eaten something from my home land. thank you, yn.” he smiles carefully taking the box from you. “you’re welcome. im sorry for the bother! i must get going then, you seem pretty busy-“

“no, not at all. i’d… love it if you’d join me for tea. waka says i must entertain guests after all.” you smiled linking your arms around his before nodding. you’re so close to him. he couldn’t help but hold his breath. perhaps, lady ayaka was right. he is in love.

ayato

a childhood friend who he only though of as a… friend of course. the kissing of the forehead, the hugging, the compliments were all pretty normal between the two of you since you’ve done that with him your whole life! “‘yato, come taste this.” you sit beside him, pestering him while he worked.

he smiles, trying to ignore you. he’s pretty used to your antics already and he doesn’t really mind. he felt as if you’re the only one keeping him sane from the loads of work he had to do all day. in a friendliest manner of course. “i swear, i’m not gonna be giving you souvenirs from when i get back from liyue.” you say pouting beside him but then soon turned to a smirk when he looked at you. that sure did made him look. “you’re departing to liyue?? when?? why??” he asks placing his pen down. now his attention is all on you. so you must tell him!

“i thought… ayaka and thoma told you already? papa wanted me to come with him.” you said meekly feeling his intense stare. “when?” “tonight. you see that’s why i want you to taste my cooking so you wont miss me as much.” you smirked as he sighs in frustration. “how long?” he grabs your hand that is holding a spoon full of something you cooked and feeding it to himself. “a month or so. it’s like a vacation.”

he breaths out, standing up and grabing your hand so suddenly. “‘yato!? what the-.” “you could’ve told me sooner. i’m having my break for the day, let’s go to the city.” he says without looking at you. he felt like his chest becomes tighter and tighter as the sky goes darker. you were gonna leave. and for a month at that. he always has you by his side almost everyday and he doesn’t know why the hell he felt like you’re abandoning him or something.

the sun has set, and now he holds your hand for the last time at the docks of ritou. “don’t look too sad, it’s not like im gonna be living there or something.” you chuckled caressing the back of his hand with your thumb while he held you so firmly. “i’m gonna be missing your annoying self.” he chuckles pulling you close to him. “my darling, we are to depart now!” you hear your father say.

pulling out of his embrace. you took a good look of his face before kissing his cheek. “i’ll miss you lots too ‘yato. see you next month.” you said before walking over to your father who is patiently waiting for you. he too waves goodbye at ayato before they boarded the ship.

he waves just as you do, like a lonely puppy he stood as your ship departed. “i’ll see you soon, yn. i love you.” he says but only the wind could hear. oh cupid, he’s given up and sighs in defeat. accepting the fact that he truly does love you.

he kissed you when you got back from your trip btw

kaeya

kaeya always found you so amusing. how you are easy to fluster and easy to please. not to mention you’re good with kids too. kaeya loves teasing you, taking care of the orphan kids with you in springvale whenever he has the time to and stays the night on his day offs.

now he sits on a log with an apron on outside the foster home grilling some mushroom skewers while some kids watch. “mr papa, do you like mx yn??” says one kid out of the blue catching the cryo user off guard. he couch and smiles trying to hide the embarrassment he felt because the kids are patiently waiting for an answer.

“of course, they’re my friend after all.” he chuckles watching you from the open door cleaning the kitchen while you talked to the other kids who are helping you out. “mr kaeya, mx yn will melt if you look at them like that.” the 12 year old boy smirks beside him. “oh shut it, kid.” he chuckles before continuing his grilling.

“i think mx yn and mr papa looks good together! like the prince and the prince/ss in the story they read us!” the little girl chimes, and all kaeya could do is laugh nervously. how can a bunch of children make him embarrassed!

“thank you for the meal!” says the children all together. you and kaeya stood together as you guided them with their food. the elders gossiping obviously about the two of you “thanks for the help mr kaeya, i really appreciate it every time you’re here. so are the kids, they seem to like you very much.” you said with a hint of blush on your cheek.

“it’s nothing, you needn’t thank me everyday. and please, kaeya would be fine.” he smiles patting your head. and you’re obviously flustered now. he lowers his sleve to his palm and wipes the sweat of your face. “i uhm…”

“mx yn can we play house after!” one of the kids says making you and kaeya look away from each other. but he was smiling and you were really flustered. the 12 year old kamu was smirking at kaeya who sends him a knowing look to not say anything absurd.

“oh that would be wonderful! and they can be our parent figures, yeah?” kamu suggests and the kids cheer happily. they love the idea. “i, uhm. please calm down! i’m sure mr ka- i mean kaeya has a lot to do today! so he might leave after the meal.” you say, kamu crosses his arms. this kid is never gonna give up until the two of you are together.

“but mr kaeya says its his day off. and it would be great if he could take a break after a long week of work right?” kamu smiles innocently. kaeya’s heart couldn’t take it. kamu is far too smart to catch on his not so obvious growing feelings for you. “it’s fine, i guess i could be your husband for the day.” he winks. oh how he wishes he could be.

kazuha

kazuha met you when he fled from the sakoku hunt decree. it was thanks to you he met beidou. let’s just say that he’s become somewhat your body guard??? he owes you his life he says, so he vowed to protect you at all cost. but you didn’t quiet need the helping, you’re beidou’s cousin after all.

“don’t you miss your home land?” you asked, standing beside him who seem to be reminiscing at the railing of the ship. it’s dark, and the moon looked magnificent. “i do, yes. but i’m not quite ready to go back yet.” he says silently. looking at you who’s looking at the endless sea.

he liked how the light of the moon reflects on your features. “you look just as magnificent as the moon tonight.” he whispers, but you obviously heard quickly looking at him surprised. a chuckle escaped his lips upon seeing your surprised face. “i’m sorry. was that too sudden?” as asks.

but you could barely speak, and you couldn’t help but smile and blush. “we’re buddies.” you said looking away. buddies. somewhat that title made his chest sting a little. he wasn’t gonna deny that he gained feelings for you as days pass by. you’re strong, kind, and beautiful. he guesses he fell the first time you held his hand while you patch him up back then. when you saved him from exhaustion.

and he wasn’t afraid to voice it out. he figures if you knew, he’ll get the chance to make you fall for him too. “can i have the honors to fall deeper in love with you?” he asks while you look at him blushing and surprised. unknown to the both of you, beidou and some crux members drunkly watches.

diluc

you used to be a friend of diluc’s. back when he was still a happy young man, and the cavalry captain of the knights of favonious. but alas, as you know his father died and him and his brother fell apart. so did your friendship with him.

he didn’t really want to. he just felt so betrayed then, that he thought you’d betray him too so he distanced himself from everyone. but he still tried to fix it, he tried to save it. he sighs fidgeting the ring you’ve given him then back when you were 17.

“thats silly.” you chuckled as you’re sat between his legs, back resting against his chest. “aren’t you the one who wanted to marry me then? you were like ‘’luc, when we grow up i want you to marry me.’” he mocks with a laugh. “shut up! it was puppy love!”

you slapped his thigh playfully before he grabbed your hand and placed the ring on your middle finger. the both of you fell silent as you looked at it. he kissed it with a smile. “i’ll marry you one day. i promise i will.” he whispers, resting his chin on top of your head.

he still is and will always be in love with you. still in love with the way you smile whenever you would receive an anonymous gift that is obviously from him. in love with the way you talk. especially when you engage conversation with him, even if it’s just a short while.

he loves every second that your attention is on him. in love with how playful you are and how you would still tease him like how it was back then. and there kaeya chuckles at how smitten his dear brother looked as you walked with his ring on your finger.

childe

he isnt oblivious, he's not dense. so he picked up what he was feeling the first time he has ever felt it. you're his childhood sweetheart as his mother called it. you were always so nice, so caring not only to him but to everyone. it wasn't a question how he had a crush on you.

and then he realized that after he came back from the abyss, finding you sitting and crying from where you'd last seen him patiently waiting. 13 year old ajax realized that he is going to spend the rest of his life with you. "hey, i'm here. don't cry." his young self hugs you as you looked at his face, his eyes. they no longer feel alive.

"ajax..." you said in between tears burying your face in his chest. since then, even he's slightly changed you still stuck with him. but even you yourself did. everybody guesses that he was rubbing off on you. like he was talking about happy stuff then turned into wreaking havoc, while you are still a sweetheart but always there to taunt his behavior.

"stop acting so damn impulsive. gosh i swear i will drag you by the hair the next time i catch you picking fights with random agents." you threatened while you patch him up. now that you're older, and that glint in his eyes are no longer there. he still looked at you lovingly as he did back then.

xiao

hates it whenever you would pester him. not because he hated your company. it is only because you're a mortal and he's scared of hurting you. because of his contract with morax, he vowed to not hurt any mortals after all. but oh well, it's not like anything he says could get in your stubborn head.

he grumbles and sighs as he watches you beside him with flowers on your lap, busy making a 'flower crown' for him you say. it's a fine day at wangshu inn, the wind was calming and the atmosphere is peaceful. t'was too comfortable than he's used to so he couldn't settle.

"are you uncomfortable?" you asked placing the flowers beside you scoot over closer to the almond tofu on the laid blanket where the two of you are seated and placed it in front of him. he looks at you and then your lap. "this comfortable feeling... im not used to it." he says. you gave him a small smile. fixing your posture so he could lay on your lap.

"you must be overwhelmed huh. come, lay your head on my lap." you tapped your lap as a gesture but he just looked at you as if you just said something so dumb. "do you know how much harm my karmic dept can do? have i not told you enou-" his breath hitches as he felt your warm hands on his cheeks. "i dont mind, xiao. if it's for you then im willing to take the risk and help you even just for a short while."

you smiled so sweetly that he felt his tense shoulder go calmer, your hold makes him feel week like you had him in some type of magic and he just succumbs to it as you slowly laid his head on your lap. "you seemed pretty close with the wangsheng funeral's consultant mr zhongli so i asked him about your dept. and he says it really doesnt harm mortals if they stick with you for long... not too long tho."

you chuckle, caressing his hair. his breathing slowly steadied as he felt more calmer and calmer. "so... rest easy even just for a little bit.." you whisper before humming him a lullaby. if he isn't hurting you... maybe he can try the thing that mortals call 'love'.

wanderer

"you... i don't love them! why would you even bring them here!?" kuni asks at the verge of tears after seeing you again for the first time after he changed the past. nahida smiles, he was angry of seeing you, saying that he really didnt need to. but his heart and mind says otherwise. lets not forget that the dendro archon can read minds.

"but wanderer, i didn't bring them here. it was their choice they're here." she sighs crossing her arms. his screaming echos inside the sanctuary of surasthana and nahida will not lie... it is annoying her. "she's talked to me about a certain dream. listen to me wanderer."

she tries her best to calm the puppet down and it slightly worked. he's crying tho. "it seems that you are appearing in their dreams, they said that in their dreams, you were asking them to find you." kuni looks at her as tears continues to stream down his cheeks. nahida is astonished of how a puppet can feel as if it were human. it seems that he, even without a heart is able to feel and love. considering that she too see's you in the dreams she gives him.

"i asked them to wait at the akademiya. to the place where most students go to, to rewind. they are waiting for you wanderer." she sends him off. and now there he is standing just a few feet behind you. he didnt know what he was feeling. "so you really did manage find me huh? congratulations i guess." he coughs trying to seem tough and coat how his voice is about to break.

you just stare at him speechless. debating whether he is real or not. walking over to him as your eyes start to gloss. "you're... you're real..." you said piking his cheeks. he smirked at your surprised face. oh how much he missed making you cry. from the teasing of course. "of course i am. what? you still think this is a dream?"

he mocks flicking your forehead. "i... dont know you but... it seems like i've met you before." you say placing hand on his chest. he didn't move at all he just let you do as you pleased. "maybe we have. in a different past, perhaps." he smils placing a hand on your cheek. he couldn't take it anymore. he wanted to hold you again, kiss you, love you the way he did.

"mr... may i hug you?" you asked between tears. he smirks and without questions asked, he envelopes you back into his hugging you tightly. he is going to love you, and you're going to love him. but this time, he is to fulfil the future you once had planned with him. to live peacefully together, away from the people, where the two of you could live on your own. in a field of flowers, he remembers refusing but deep down all he wanted was just to be with you.

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#genshin impact #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #thoma x reader #itto x reader #ayato x reader #kaeya x reader #kazuha x reader #diluc x reader #childe x reader #xiao x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader

[lxmine]

a birthday wish

traveling companion!wanderer x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 3211

a/n: it's finally his birthday aaaa i love him sm (real). scaranation we gotta come together and make sure he gets everything he could ever want and more!! .:☆*:･'(*⌒―⌒*) enjoy!

something has changed.

over time, the wanderer has gotten used to the unusual things you do. it’s typically no cause for concern when you do strange things here and there, but this time it’s different. he can’t figure out why, but you’ve been giving him these quick thoughtful glances all week that are starting to get on his nerves. 

“if you’re going to look so shamelessly,” he had said in a bored voice a few days into this new habit of yours when he caught you in the act and you averted your gaze. “you may as well just keep staring since you’re not very subtle about it to begin with.”

you had given him an unimpressed glower in response and then closed your eyes as if to prove a point, but he still caught you looking again less than an hour after that, searching his face like you might find an answer there. an answer to what? he doesn’t know - and he’s not too sure he’s ready to find out either. maybe it would be better not to know.

the heavy weight of your gaze became such a common occurrence that he noticed right away when you stopped doing it. as much as he wanted to deny it, it bothered him that you’d suddenly lost interest in whatever it was that kept drawing your attention before. did you get tired of looking at him? did you finally find whatever it was that you were looking for? do you no longer find him interesting? are you going to leave?

he refuses to voice these thoughts, unwilling to acknowledge that he might be a bit clingy despite himself and has resorted to simply trying to bring your gaze back to him in any way possible. 

however, if you’ve noticed how much more effort he’s put into fighting enemies and carrying out the small menial tasks for you that he usually complains about, you stay silent about it and carry on as per usual, eyes never staying on him for longer than a few seconds at a time. 

then finally, on a day that he expects to be as normal as the rest, you stomp over to his side and drop a wicker basket down on the table in front of him with a thud. “we’re going on a picnic.” you state cheerily.

he feels his heart jump into his throat for a split second before he realizes, no, there’s no way you would know. he hasn’t mentioned it once. for you to somehow have figured out today is his birthday is impossible, so surely this is just one of your spontaneous ideas that you like to spring on him without warning. the fact that he allowed himself to think like that, even for the quickest moment, has him curling his hands into fists under the table. he doesn’t deserve anything from you, especially not on a day like this.

“do i even have a say in the matter?” he grumbles, already pushing himself up from his seat. the wanderer moves to reach for the handle of the basket with the intent of opening the lid and finding out what's inside, but you react faster than him and swipe it right out from under his prying hands.

he raises a suspicious brow at the basket that’s now hidden behind your back. “what did you pack? it’s not a bunch of sweets, is it?”

a knowing smile finds its way to your lips that makes his blood run cold and burn hot through his veins at the same time. “you’ll see when we get there.” 

“and where might that be?” the wanderer asks impatiently while crossing his arms over his chest. “oh wait, let me guess,” he follows up sarcastically, trying to ignore the fond look of exasperation on your face. “i’ll find out when we get there?”

you make a small affirmative sound through your soft giggles and start leading him in the direction of this mysterious destination. he follows you without resistance and makes sure to walk at the same speed as you so he remains directly at your left side. 

it’s nearing late afternoon as the two of you weave down winding paths that lead to varying parts of the rain forest, and the warm light that blankets everything in its reach paired with your presence next to him brings him the same happy contented feeling that being near you always draws out of him. 

it’s a feeling he still struggles to accept, to convince himself he can allow himself to have. the burden of the things he’s done in a past life of his and the instinct to shut out anything that threatens to break through his resolve always make themselves known at the worst times; hanging thickly in the air and trailing slowly behind him like they’re waiting for him to turn around and fall back into his old beliefs. 

but when he looks over to see you walking closer to him than necessary but still making sure to give him his personal space, clearly wanting to be near him but still respecting his boundaries all the same, the wanderer finds that it has become much easier to ignore the part of himself that still craves self destruction. 

the wicker basket swings back and forth in your hand and your eyes are fixed on your feet as you walk, trying to mirror your traveling companions’ pace step by step. a small determined smile rests at your lips while you try not to mess up the timing of each movement. 

eventually, the path you’re on splits and tapers off into a smaller trail that you both merge on to. a bit farther ahead where the trees give way to a clearing, a lush green field that sits on a small hill comes into view. the grass is strewn with wildflowers of all sorts, dancing gently in the wind that sweeps through the delicate blades. 

he comes to a halt next to you when you stop abruptly at the bottom of the hill. “we’re here,” you announce proudly, squinting a bit against the sun. “it’s nice, right?”

the wanderer hums indifferently, secretly admiring the vast stretch of greenery that glows golden under the setting sun while you dig a small blanket out of the basket and unfold it to sit on. he joins you a bit too eagerly, kneeling to lower himself down on his knees right across from you on the fabric. 

it’s almost unfair how enchanting you look against the backdrop of vibrant flowers with the orange sun framing you from behind like a halo, and he can’t help but be grateful that he doesn’t have to breathe in the first place because he surely would’ve passed out from a lack of oxygen by now with how often you take his breath away. 

far too distracted by these thoughts, he fails to realize how long he’s been admiring you until you suddenly speak up. 

“now who’s the one with the staring problem?” you tease with amusement evident in your voice. he doesn’t miss the sly glance you give him and scoffs to cover up his embarrassment. 

“i wasn’t staring,” he starts to refute, but quickly forgets to finish his sentence when he sees the things you finally start unpacking from the picnic basket one by one. four perfectly made cat shaped onigiri lined up on a rectangular platter are placed in the middle of the blanket, followed by two servings of cold soba noodles in hand painted porcelain bowls and a small roll of bird egg sushi. 

a very rare positive moment of nostalgia and longing for his home region swirls through his chest at the sight of dishes that he’s sure he hasn’t had in at least two hundred years. “it’s…” the wanderer trails off, unable to stop the frown that weighs down his eyebrows. 

“traditional inazuman dishes!” you finish for him, unaware of the confusion brewing up a storm in his head. it’s blatantly obvious you did all of this with him in mind, but he just can’t figure out why. he knows for absolute certainty that he has never mentioned the date of his creation, but what kind of coincidence is this? if he didn’t know any better, especially with all of the staring you had been doing recently, he’d probably assume you’re a mind reader, but he knows that isn’t possible so what on earth-

“do you… like it?” you ask quietly, sounding almost unsure. the wanderer realizes with a start that he’s been sitting here scowling at the food for the last few moments and the proud expression on your face had at some point morphed into one of nervousness. he internally chastises himself before nodding in response to your question. 

“it looks nice,” he says honestly, picking up one of the feline shaped onigiri and inspecting the carefully molded rice that resembles two pointed ears. the seaweed wrapping is cut into small shapes to form whiskers and eyes and a smiling mouth. 

he’s reluctant to admit it but they’re… cute. adorable, even. it’s safe to say in all the time he’s been around he has yet to see such innocently crafted rice balls, and he isn’t even aware of the small grin on his face as he looks at it against his palm. 

“you made all of this?” the wanderer asks despite already knowing the answer. he reveres in the way you shrug proudly and nod at his question, eyes sparkling excitedly as you hand him a pair of chopsticks from the basket. 

“mhm!” you confirm while carefully lifting a piece of sushi from the platter. “i found some recipes in an old cookbook and wanted to see if i could do it. try it!”

at your insistence, he finally takes a bite of the onigiri and hums appreciatively at the tuna filling in the center when he chews. the portions are perfect, the rice to filling ratio was obviously measured carefully, and the mental image of you in the kitchen putting so much care into these dishes makes his chest swell with so much fondness that the wanderer has to start digging into the other items to keep his cool. 

everything you made is delicious. there is certainly room for improvement, but to say the wanderer is impressed is nearly an understatement. he’s sure there’s no way you got it this perfect on the first try so there must have been multiple failed attempts before this, and plenty of trial and error. it doesn’t take long to finish everything between the two of you, and thinking about how much effort you put into this food from his place of origin on this conveniently timed picnic in a field surrounded by his favorite flowers has him seconds away from giving in and asking if you somehow knew, but he doesn’t get the chance when you reach into the basket and present two empty glass jars. 

he quirks a questioning brow and at the same time takes notice of the fact that the sun has already descended into the horizon and the sky has taken on a cool blue and orange ombré that draws out tiny flickering fireflies with every passing minute. they look like miniature floating stars against the darkening field of wildflowers, and when he looks back at you he can see them reflecting off of your eyes in an enchanting light show that carries with it a million unspoken words. 

“well,” you say while handing him one of the jars. “lets catch some fireflies, shall we?”

he takes it from you and stands up to entertain your plan, but still grumbles out a, “this is so childish.” just loud enough for you to hear. the melodic ring of your laughter fills the cool dusk air with an ever so comforting familiarity. 

amidst the dimming and glowing sea of lightning bugs, the wanderer watches in awe as you gleefully uncap your jar and start trying to usher them inside. he can’t take his eyes off of you as you skip after them, as graceful and carefree as a leaf fluttering in the wind. 

pretty, he thinks to himself amidst the field of flowers. though he had expected nothing from today, this turn of events is undeniably better than he’d like to admit. 

while he wasn’t looking, a single firefly had found its way into the jar in his hand and rested lazily at the bottom, almost as if it was tired from flying. like living up to its own purpose had taken everything out of it, and in a last attempt to be useful it let itself settle into the hands of the enemy. he watches the firefly glow weakly with a complicated expression, finding himself feeling strangely empathetic for the pitiful thing.  

unbeknownst to him, you had managed to catch a handful of fireflies in your own jar where they flew around leisurely and bumped into the sides of the glass every now and then. you return to his side without saying a word and uncap your jar, tilting it over the opening of his and letting one of the fireflies in your jar find its way into his before securing the lids on both of them. 

the firefly you had given him immediately makes its way to the bottom of the jar where the other one sits idly, and within seconds the once pitiful lightning bug starts flapping its wings and joins the second one in a speckled yellow dance near the top. when he looks over at you, you’re already staring at him, and the depth of the emotion swirling around in your e/c eyes sends a spark of muffled electricity down his spine. 

“make a wish,” you whisper towards him through the approaching dark. the wanderer quirks a brow at this, trying to figure out what wishes have to do with fireflies. 

“a wish? why?”

“just do it.” you reiterate, gesturing to his hand holding the cool glass. the wanderer huffs and glances down at the jar in his hands where the two fireflies hover around each other and then looks back up to you, watching with eagerness written clear all over your face.

wishes are such arbitrary things, nothing more than useless sentiment that sets someone up for disappointment when it doesn’t come true, but it’s hard not to indulge you when you’re practically vibrating with anticipation in front of him.

“you first.” he demands, leaving no room for negotiation. 

“fine,” you relent and groan lightheartedly. a soft yellow glow illuminates your face as you lift the jar to rest against your forehead and close your eyes. when you open them again, you lower it and meet his gaze steadily.

“my wish is to spend many more birthdays with you.” you announce with a sincere smile. “happy birthday, wanderer.”

all he can do is stare in mild shock for a few moments, and when your words fully register the wanderer’s eyes widen almost comically. “wait- how did you-“

your own eyes squint shut with a delighted giggle. “a little birdie told me this very important day was coming up soon,” you explain slyly, clearly pleased that he hadn’t figured it out yet. “so i wanted to do something for you.”

though your words are vague, he catches on almost immediately and fights the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose at the realization. 

lesser lord kusanali, he sighs inwardly. i should’ve known.

“you shouldn’t have done all of this for me,” the wanderer mutters, trying his best to keep his voice even. he’s annoyingly touched by everything and swallows back a lump in his throat as tears threaten to prick his eyes. through the countless decades of birthdays that have passed by him without notice, nobody would have even considered doing stuff like this for him, not even if they knew.

you’re so kind to him, always including him and going out of your way to do things for him even though he’s the last person in teyvat to deserve such a thing. it stirs the part of him that wants to claw its way out and reject this, to roar with rage at how ridiculous it is to waste your time on somebody like him. but all he can do is stare at you in wonder, burning under the warmth of your attention. 

“well i wanted to, so i did.” you shrug unapologetically. “if you hadn’t been created today all that time ago we never would’ve met, so of course it should be celebrated.”

he’s beyond grateful for the low light right now because he knows you can’t see the deep flush on his cheeks at how boldly you’re able to say these things. the confirmation that everything today - and all of the staring and planning leading up to it - was indeed all for him, has him at a momentary loss for words.  

“you mean you really…”

“i want to stay by your side.” there’s so much honesty and confidence behind your statement that his jaw opens and closes like a fish a few times before he can decide on how to respond. 

“how foolish,” he says sharply but a bit shakily. “what if you regret it?”

“and what if i don’t?” you counter without missing a beat. “the future is whatever it will be, and right now i’m choosing this.”

you’re right, and he knows it. he knows firsthand that there is no changing the path of fate, that the wisest thing one can do is to live in the moment and go wherever life takes them. he swore he would never care for another being, would never again play the part of a human or allow himself to feel as one - but when you stare right through his eyes and into his soul like this, he can’t ignore the way he yearns to live a life that allows him to be with you every day. 

with that said, you turn on your heel and skip back out to the middle of the field again, emptying your jar with a gleeful laugh. the glittering bugs in the air look like moving constellations around you. you, the burning sun at the center of a universe that sustains the cold, lonely planet that once orbited alone in the dark for so long.

“c’mon!” you call out to him cheerfully. “if you can’t catch more than me you’ll have to make two wishes!”

gazing down meaningfully at the two lightning bugs flying together in his jar, the wanderer makes his first one into the night under his breath, so quietly that not even the moon would be able to overhear. it’s plain and not at all what he expects to say, but it escapes his lips in a soft admission of the truth.

“if your wish is to stay by my side, then my wish is only you.”

the wanderer opens the jar and watches them flutter away, with the little buzzing stars reflecting in his eyes and the sound of your laughter gracing his ears. 

maybe over time he would learn to enjoy his birthdays, as long as he gets to have them with you.

[lxmine]

should i do a valentine special?? like genshin characters asking you out to be their valentines or something???

#genshin impact #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader #xiao x reader #childe x reader

[lxmine]

Heyy! I’m the person that asked for the pt 2 for the chest hc’s <3 I was wondering if you can do kissing hc’s for dottore, childe, Capitano, or Al haitham? (Separate) I loveee your writing <3

❝shut up.❞ + dottore, childe, capitano, al haitham

+. fluff, lots of kissing, slight suggestive

+. summary ; genshin men kissing head canons <3

+. A/N yawl this isnt smut ok T-T but its kinda suggestive but not rlly, as you know im a minor so i wont be writing it too smutty LMAO AND THANK YOU GUYS FOR SUPPORTING ME! I HAVE REACHED 60 FOLLOWERS AND U GUYS DONT KNOW HOW GREATFUL I AM FOR THIS <33 ILY GUYS SO MUCH

dottore

your first kiss with him was just kinda normal. this dude does not make a single reaction when he kissed you for the first time.

not bcuz he didnt like it, it was just its so he could tease you about it.

“did… you not like it?” “oh dear, i was spacing out, darling. would you mind doing it again?” he smirks as he sits down on his chair and then pulls you closer by the waist, while looking up at you.

he loves it when you get all shy on him.

he’s not a fan of pda but i think if needed to be obvious, he would take off his mask while glaring at the person who was trying to get with you and just pull you in close and LITERALY make out with you.

he’s a sadist of course he loved the embarrassed look on your face.

but if you’re feeling sad and if he loves you enough to even comfort you (i dont think he’ll be that affectionate and just date for the thrill of it or just so he could have you as a personal test subject, but he’s hot) he’ll sit you on his lap and kiss you on your neck while he listens to your problem.

he also loves your neck sm, like when youre at home and wearing something that reveals your neck, he’d come behind you, arms wrapped around your waist as he kisses your neck softly.

capitano

bro is majestic, passionate, and good at kissing ;)

i really like the thought of him being a big softie because!? why not!?!?!

whenever the two of you are cuddling, and your face is buried against his chest, he’s give you small head kisses or forehead kisses cuz he loves you sm.

kisses with a warning, “may i kiss you?” everytime he wants to. he’s a gentle man okay!?

daily forehead kisses from him <333

would have you sitting on his lap while yall make out 0_0

his arms or hand will always be on your waist no matter what.

insecure? of your face? your tummy?? don’t you worry dear, capitano is here to kiss it better <3

would kiss your insecurities away while sweet talking to you.

childe

PDA

no shame at all T-T in front of the other harbingers? yeah, definitely would kiss you out of no where to piss everyone off.

make out sessions 3x a day just like a meal fr (HELP THIS IS SO FUNNY)

love love love loves to hugs you so tight while you kiss.

he admires capitano so just like him, he loves having you on his lap while making out too, with his hand on your waist.

bites your lower lip whenever he gets cheeky.

sleepy kisses on the neck/chest whenever you cuddle and he’s the little spoon and forehead/head kisses whenever he’s the big spoon <3

just loves kissing you everywhere and anywhere in general tbh.

al haitham

unlike childe, he likes to keep it lowkey.

holding hands under the table while the two of you study together, stealing kisses whenever no one’s looking.

but his personal favorite is kissing you at the library behind the big bookshelves whenever the two of you are alone.

holding you on the neck softly while he pecks your lips several times with a small smile on his face.

whenever he gets jealous of your mates, he would simply just steal you away from them and take you somewhere the two of you could be alone and just… make out.

kaveh isn’t new to catching the two of you in act, in fact he’s caught the two of you more than he could count by his fingers. and he’s tired of it T-T bro feels very single.

the first time was when you and al haitham are left in a classroom and your arms were wrapped around his neck and his around your waist.

“what the… fuck did i just walk in to??”

THIS TOOK SOSOSOSOSOSOSO LONG IM SO SORRY T-T BUT NOW I HAVE OVER 80+ FOLLOWERS OMGG THANKYOUGUYS SM I LOVELOVELOVELOVEYOU ALL ISTG anyways this took too long but i rushed it T-T im sorry nonny </3 pls send more requests so i could busy myself because were having a week long break <33

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#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #dottore x gender neutral reader #childe x gn reader #capitano x reader #al haitham x reader #al haitham x gn reader #genshin headcanons

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–Xiao; gn! Poker faced! Reader who “simps” on Xiao (silently), but one day, slips it out (kinda like fiona frost from sxf) | a request | fluff, crack | has mentions of injury (not graphic)

XIAO

The first time he met you, it almost felt like you were not human… Well, at first. Of course, he will be able to sense your mortality despite your ability to hide your emotions very well. To be frank, it is something that he could commend you with, it is an asset, he’d think, especially if you are a warrior such as himself.

You were merely a guest, looking for a room to stay for the night in the Wangshuu Inn, and he had just come back from his fight, right exactly as you were climbing up the stairs. Your eyes met, and he debated if he should teleport back when he caught a glimpse of your arm—a gash that held a color so familiar to someone like him–the Conqueror of Demons himself.

“Oh, I apologize, I didn’t know the balcony is already preoccupied. I’ll go,” for someone so fragile–as you were a human–you did not seem bothered by your wound, flabbergasted as he was, he could not tell if your demeanor was concerning or something to be praised, nonetheless, he cannot just leave a mortal like you to fend off on your own. The least he could do was inform Verr Goldet about the injured guest and possibly give a hand to you.

Now, it was supposed to be a one-off thing, but by the very next day, you two would end up seeing each other once again.

He was about to go and whisk himself away, thinking you probably needed the air, when he hears an unfamiliar voice (yours), telling him that he should stay, and a “Thank you, I couldn’t have patched this up properly just by myself. It was you who told Verr from the lobby, didn’t you?”

Your tone sounded so calm and gentle, yet so reserved and detached as well. He thinks that it was quite unique, at the very least different from any other mortal he had ever conversed with, albeit rarely.

This, in turn, piqued his interest–not that he showed much of it, but he did turn to face you, arms crossed as he inspected the bandage on your arm. He nods, not saying a word. That day, he did not know what let him, but he stayed for a couple of minutes on that balcony with you before he quietly sets off to another conquest to defeat the monsters around the vicinity. In his mind, he ponders over the look of your injury–it looks like it has been from an attack, from a Mitachurl’s axe, from the looks of it.

Ever since that encounter, he always made sure that he sought more monsters out there, just the mere thought of having a fragile human injured once again hurls his mind into a maze. This is his contract, after all. He could not let another mistake like that slip again.

The third time, fourth time, and incoming more were with purpose. It had appeared that you had found out about that meal that he could not resist receiving and he apparently also did not have the heart to reject your offer to taste your food–you were injured and yet still made effort to offer him a “Thanksgiving”. Without even telling you he was an Adeptus, you seem to have known about it as well. He finds he didn’t mind it much.

You are just silent as you watch him eat, sometimes, you do eat with him but end up offering your own share of Almond Tofu, impassively saying that you were not hungry. Once again… he finds that he didn’t mind it.

All this time, you had shown that you were clearly inexpressive. Sometimes, curiosity got the best of Xiao and he follows you as you interact with other people (not in a creepy way… he was just a bit curious…), and as usual, you held your deadpan appearance. This makes him wonder about certain things that he normally doesn’t. (Such as what expression would you probably make if you come face to face with something you are very interested or passionate about… would there even be a change?—but hey, not that he could ever admit that, even in his mind. You are just a mortal that seemingly just got attached to him… or maybe even the other way around.)

When you did show a difference, he could not have expected it to happen that day.

With your stay in the Inn ending soon, and the Lantern Rite Festival coming up, you were slowly panicking. Inside the comforts of your room, you bit on your fingers as you were lost in your thoughts; What should you do now? You cannot possibly ask out an Adeptus that easily… right? Besides, Verr Goldet herself said that the Yaksha refuses to attend the Lantern Rite as well. Surely, he would not accept your offer as easily as he does your Almond Tofu, right?

You cried and screamed on the inside, thinking back to how you had stopped yourself from reaching out to his hair earlier that day, as it was shielding his pretty eyes, and he ends up just letting it hang loosely there.

Mustering up your courage, however, you now head on to the balcony, the same time as you had always been these past few days. And there, you saw him, standing strong and tall (yes, he’s short, but still-) beneath the beautiful night sky, his back faced to you–oh, how he has such a smooth and divine back, bones sticking out ever so right and so-

“You’re here.” He soon cuts you off your thoughts and as you met his eyes the more you stepped forward, you stopped yourself from gasping at how perfectly they lit up under the stars and the moon–like they were candles to light up the dark night.

You silently hand over the plate of Almond Tofu on your hands, and he receives them without hesitation and a word out of his mouth, only taking in the meal. Up to this day, you could not stop your heart from fluttering as you watch the Yaksha relish the food that you yourself had prepared for him–ah, what a dream it is, truly.

And then, you find yourself trailing back to the thoughts you had earlier, clearing your throat and once you notice that you had gotten his attention, the words just slip out of your lips; “You’re so pretty, we should go out.”

Your hand slaps to your mouth as soon as you had realized that your thoughts were out in the open—oh no. And for once, you showed an emotion—surprise, and then, embarrassment.

“Oh my Archon, I apologize!” your tone even changed; brows furrowed and hand over your mouth, eyes couldn’t even meet his, “I didn’t mean to-I only said those words because… I admire you very much.”

Your demeanor comes back as quickly as it had changed, but with a hint of shame and distress. This pulls him out of his reverie after a moment, releasing soft coughs over his fist as he looks away as well.

“…Your admiration is well received.” He finds his throat silenced, struggling to search for the right words in his mind. “I admire your ability to hide your feelings… as well,” and when he did, he second-guessed himself, “if that makes sense.”

“Oh, it does,” you say—if it was possible to sound optimistic and dispassionate at the same time, this tone would probably pass the test, he thinks, “very understandable.” Or maybe it was because of the way you were merely staring blankly at him? (Despite how your heart is hammering in your chest, and fidgeting fingers clasped and hidden behind you)

And then his words hit you.

Wait… he admires you as well?

(You totally missed his point but still-!)

“You admire me as well?”

He hesitated for a bit but nods, “I do bu-“

“Then does that mean you agree to go out with me?”

“Well… where would you like to go?”

(Xiao definitely does not know what “go out” you truly meant but what he does not know does not hurt him.)

oh happy 700 days to me and (simping) xiao!

comments & reblogs are greatly appreciated! <33

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𓇼 ° ࣪. 𓂃 ̖́- my kabukimono യ ◌ 𓈒

c. kabukimono x f!reader ; established relationship ; fluff ; prompts. “my beautiful kabukimono.” + “stop that!” ; wc. 560

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shy and dewy-eyed — archons, did you love to fluster him.

he looks cute, enough to pinch and dote upon regardless of the presence of an audience or not. despite what you do, he remains to be a stranger to the attention you poured on him; and it often provoked him to trip on his words or cease to function overall.

seasons have passed since your first meeting and honestly? he should’ve been familiar to your affection by now and yet he continues to use his veil to mask his expression time and time again.

a hand lightly pets his cheek, as you murmur, “my beautiful kubikimono~!”

he wasn’t naive, he can see you were trying to send him into a big tizzy. one significant thing he’s grown to learn over the course of your relationship was your playful impulse to push his buttons like the coquette that you are.

niwa has long spoken of your teasing nature in the past and would ask you to give his poor soul a break for laughs. while it did bug him to be the victim of your frequent taunting, he did enjoy the attention. he’d much rather be the object of your coy jests than allow another bastard to bask under the limelight.

“what, it’s true. you’re mine, all mine.” you narrow your eyes and pout, definitely worsening the color on his fair skin; say more and he would’ve hidden under his veil never ever to be seen until the following break of dawn.

it was a pity how well you were able to send his emotions into a flurry.

kabukimono pushes your hand to aside. half-heartedly, as if he actually didn’t want you to withdraw your touch. “please stop. you’re making me feel… feel…”

“flustered?”

“yes, very much.” he nods, rather enthusiastically. he was in the process of studying inazuman script and perusing through the standard literature to better grasp how humans communicate — granted, he struggled a tad here and there.

“and i do not appreciate it, not one bit.”

you stifle the strong urge to laugh. it was vert… interesting to say the least from your perspective. the veil still blankets over his head. what you witness was a lump of sheer fabric moving up and down.

he looks ridiculous.

“but you are beautiful! you are beautiful as you are adorable and that’s the truth.” you cannot bear it any longer, showing a crescent-eyed grin at him. if celestia had blessed him with a heart, it would’ve skipped a beat.

alas, it was short lived.

he was eager to brood under his veil until he finds his center and recuperate from your overwhelming show of affection if it weren’t the innocuous comment.

little did you know, he greatly disliked it when mortals took note of his delicate and feminine features. positive or negative, it didn’t matter. he loathed it with his whole being altogether. however, it feels different to hear from you. and to his shock, he welcomed it. in his innermost thoughts, he might even admit it feels right to hear in your voice.

“‘m not adorable. i’m strong, i’m a man!” kabukimono huffs, and frowns at you.

the lavender piece of cloth drops behind and reveals a silver of his face. you nearly make a move to tuck it behind his ear until you take mercy on him and realize you’ve pestered him enough for the day.

“of course, you are!” you happily nod along to him, then rest your head against his chest. his body stiffens at the contact before unwinding and leaning into your touch.

“of course, i am,” he grumbles with a pout, closing his eyes. his chin lays on top of your head and his arms wrap around your figure to draw you nearer. “i wouldn’t be anything less for you.”