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worse for wear -> aether x reader
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playing we will be reunited sent an image into my mind that i wasn't able to shake... i couldn't help but write about it,, i can't even imagine what it's like to be separated from my sibling orz
-> big angst but again. lots of aether crying???
-> reverse comfort? i think that's what this is
-> paimon is here too but that's just because she's a good friend
-> spoilers for we will be reunited, mentions of wounds & blood but nothing too descriptive.
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you've been traveling with Aether and Paimon for quite some time now, and while your feelings for the traveler are strong and romantic in nature, you decide not to act on them once he informs you of his missing sister. that's the first of many times that Aether looks haggard. you never forget the look in his eyes; such pretty orbs of light quickly darkened and filled with something you never thought you'd see from the hero of two nations already; hopelessness.
you vow to do everything you can to help him right then and there. that sorrowful look on his face burns it's image into your mind.
the second time, it's much more subtle. he's gone off to settle something he's told you must be done on his own. you trust him, so you don't push; not to mention, you had some commissions to take care of anyways. you're waiting by the campfire for him when he arrives, hands running through his goregous golden hair and laughing with Paimon as he approaches.
you greet the two of them with a smile, and the wave Aether returns to you feels stiff. you think it's fatigue. he takes a seat next to you and quickly begins to rebraid his hair.
you're tempted to offer to help, but the look in his eyes is determined. if the air wasn't so thick, you'd think it's cute.
that evening you fall asleep first, but when you awake in the middle of the night, Aether is in shambles by the pond down the road. the disgusted look on his face as he stares into his reflection hurts your heart, and you throw everything aside to sit next to him. your voice is quiet and sweet, and it makes him crumble even more.
" i c-can't, [name]ー i can't go on without her here and i don't- i don't even know where s-she isー she could- oh god, she could beー "
you gently hold onto his left pinkie, silently asking for permission to hold his hand. it's granted, but instead of simply interlocking fingers, he pulls you into his arms. his hold is so tight that you can't help but feel your heart squeeze. you're tough enough, so you let him. your hands reach his back and you rub circles on the exposed skin while you coo gently into his ears.
" i'm so weak, [name]ー "
" no... no you're not, Aether... "
" i couldn't even protect herー and she- i don't know- she could hate me- she could be hurt- "
" i'm sure she could never hate you, Aether... you love her so much; she must feel the same- this is the same sister who fought off, what was it, a pack of wild boars just to get back to you? she doesn't hate you... "
the exchange goes on for a while, you trying to reassure him and him trying to stop himself from feeling so helpless.
he's glad you're here.
Paimon finds you both cuddled up together by the fire, seemingly because Aether had cried himself to sleep. the sight makes her frown, and she decides to nestle herself in between you two for comfort when you both awake.
the third time is worse. much worse.
Paimon has to come get you from Mondstadt. the fear in her expression is something that makes your blood run cold.
" [n-name], come quickー it's- it's Aether-! "
" what's wrong Paimo- "
" no time to explain! please just hurry! " she's so scared of losing her best friend that you can't help but leap into action. Paimon offers a rambled explanation of what happened on the way. the words " we ran- ran into Lumine- " sent your vision into pure white. your only goal is to get to Aether.
when you do, your heart shatters.
he's sobbing on the ground in front of what looks like a hideout. he's wounded in several places, blood dripping down the side of his face and mixing with the tears he can't stop shedding. he's shaking so violently that you're worried he'll need medical attention. you're at his side in miliseconds.
he can't even speak for a while. you decide to try and clean up some of his wounds while he cries. he hates feeling like thisー he can't even look at you, he's so ashamed.
you hold him in your arms after some of the blood has been wiped off. he cries into your shoulder, against holding you so tightly that you feel your shoulders will become bruised.
" she was right there- "
you can't even speak.
" i didn't understand- what she was talking about- i-i- "
" i was too slow again- a-aand now all of my- "
you can tell that he's in some sort of shock, likely more wounded than he originally let on.
Paimon fills in some of the gaps, and with her story and his rambling, you feel heavy.
he must feel so awful. you know how much he loves his sister well now, and you ache just thinking of how torn up he must be right now.
he has the power of the gods themselves and
he can't even save his sister.
he has the support of two nations, and he still doesn't understand the one she speaks of.
he has so much strength, but he's crying like a little boy because he's so frustrated and scared that he can't even be relieved that she's okay.
you let him cry for as long as he needs. Paimon brings back some food and drink before joining in the support circle. when Aether finishes, he has trouble looking you in the eye. his voice is hoarse.
when the food is done and all three of you lie in the grass to recuperate, you can't help yourself from rolling over to look into his eyes. he doesn't have the energy to turn away. you brush hair out of his face and think.
you don't know what to say. you sigh out-
" i love you, Aether. "
" Paimon loves you too! "
he feels himself drawn to you, and rests his head on your arm, beckoning for Paimon so he can ruffle her hair.
he doesn't know what he's going to do, but if you're by his side and Paimon is still his best friend, he thinks things can get better.
" ... "
" i- "
" i love you too. "
he snuggles into your side. he looks much more peaceful when he sleeps, and that puts your heart at ease.
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hi!!!! just wanted to say that i am! still here! things have been slow because i've been kind of,,, everywhere emotionally,, but i do have a few ideas and will probably post something soon!
on another note, i have nine mora in total. literally nine. venti joke goes h-
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whoa, congrats on the milestone!! your writing 110% deserves all the recognition!! uuhm!!! for your event do you think i could request for DY23?
MILESTONE EVENT: DY23
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venti x gn!reader || wc: 273
a/n: thank you T~T ur so nice
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“hey venti, hold my hand,” you reached your hand over so that the bard could take it in his own, but it sat in between the two of you unheld.
he looked at it oddly before eventually taking it. rough and worn finger pads rubbing over the back of your hand, “is something wrong?”
you shook your head hastily, “no, i just miss you.”
“i haven’t gone anywhere, darling. i’m right here” venti squeezed your hand in an attempt to reassure you that he was indeed right next to you.
“i know but sometimes it feels like you’re drifting away, and while i know you love me too i just don’t think you’re going to stay because i love you.” being able to tie down the archon of freedom was a feat of its own, but getting him to stay is where you had doubts. you knew that he didn’t stay anywhere for too long so really it was a matter of time before he would eventually leave you behind.
he watched as you tried and failed to hold back the tears at the admission you had made. the normally stubborn smile on his face was quick to disappear. venti pulled your hand into his lap and scooted closer to you in an attempt to comfort you.
“(y/n), i promise i will never leave you. i will take you with me to the ends of this world.” he took your hand and placed it on his chest, right above his heart. “bard’s honor, ehe” his characteristic smile and chuckle resurfacing.
your worries dissipating momentarily and giving in to the comfort of venti.
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at the very least, remember me (1)
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hello all... back again with more angst :^)
i plan on writing more parts to this, specifically with Kaeya, Childe, and Xiao, but it depends on my motivation,,, i really liked this idea though!
-> where some haggard men (diluc in this case) fall for someone they know will forget them in due time.
-> some kind of curse has been plaguing the reader, causing them to lose memories at seemingly random points in their life, but only ever the things they care the most about.
-> big angst and only angst. i feel like i keep alternating from angst to fluff in my writing,,
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you choose to take life in stride as best you can. your ancestors made one too many mistakes and unearthed one too many relics, causing your family to be cursed to lose memories much quicker than most others do. when you were born, your parents told you as such, but nowadays you can't even remember that.
...did you even have parents?
whatever it is, you know that as long as your instincts and your smile remain, you'll keep traveling Teyvat. you've never (remembered) known anything else.
you just wish you knew what causes the pain in your heart when you see a certain someone.
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Diluc had no particular intention of involving himself with you, nor any particular attachment. your reputation precedes you, both for your work as a mercenary and your inexplicable amnesia. maybe that's why you chose such an unreliable profession. either way, he does not particularly care.
rather, that is what he tells himself until you enter his tavern, taking a break from one of your longest expeditions. you're still smiling so warmly, despite the sweat dripping down your faceー he gets caught up in staring, you really do draw him in. he's called out by Kaeya and Rosaria, much to his personal dismay. when you come over, he gets lost in your eyes for half of a second.
he does not intend to get attached to you, but as you speak his ears hang onto your every word and he begins to notice you more and more frequently around Mondstadt. you visit the winery on a job, and he almost feels excited to see you.
he ought to smack some sense into himself. all of this is so rightfully infuriating too-
you catch him one night doing his Darknight Hero work, and offer a smile and a helping hand in dispatching some slimes who have wandered too far into the city after a debacle with the Knights. he reluctantly accepts, because there are too many in too many places, and the traveler is nowhere to be seen.
after a while, you recognize him.
" are you alright there, Master Diluc? "
" yes. quite so. " a slight smile is offered your way, and you nod to him. you begin to leave, but pause for a moment.
" ...thanks for the drink a few weeks ago. i needed that! "
he waves you off with a shrug.
these meetings continue. short, random, and intoxicating. you are drawn to each other. be it by the other's passion or the unending warmth that flows through the both of you from the other's presence. Diluc doesn't make a move, but you...
you and your sweet innocence, embracing the ignorant bliss of happiness in short bursts decide to make a confession. you recall everything since you've arrived in Mondstadt, so... there's nothing to worry about, no? you know your name, your age, your occupation, you think you're from...
where are you from?
it's not important. everyone forgets that sort of thing anyhow, especially when they've been on the road as long as you think you have. you won't forget. you don't even worry about it, possibly because you don't know that it's happening. regardless, you confess.
and he, looking into those genuine and goregous eyes of your, simply cannot help but to accept.
he can't and will not stop his beating heart.
he knows from the start.
but he allows himself to forget, because dammit maybe Diluc wants to be happy for once in his life andー
you're together.
you're in love and you're together for months until eventually you wake up in pure terror.
you're in an unfamiliar bed, with unfamiliar clothes, with an unfamiliar man laying beside you and your first instinct is to leap back. you hit a dresser nearby and wince. the sound wakes him up.
pretty crimson eyes and long vermillion hair frame his face. he's handsome, you think for a second, before trying to fight your panic. do not show fear, it eggs on the worst of enemies. you glare over at him, and cautiously question-
" wh-who are you? "
his face pales.
he forgot.
you forgot.
in fact, he remembers everything like it was yesterday. every embrace and kiss and hug and sweet nothing the two of you shared. every moment of joy you breathed into him with your smile alone.
he rushes to you, trying to appear disarming, but all you do is back away. when he sees the hint of fear in your eyes, of which you're trying to hold back, his heart breaks into thousands of pieces.
he knew it would happen.
you've been in Mondstadt for three years.
it's happened repeatedly. the people of this free city spread rumor after rumor, but they all seem to slip out of your ears. thet pity you. they wish you well. they warn each other. those who thought you were a liar simply have to look into your eyes, your pure eyes that tell everything that must be known.
the same eyes Diluc looks into as he loses someone he loves once more.
he knew it would happen, so why couldn't he stop himself?
(so selfish.)
he runs a hand through his hair, fabricating some sort of story as he escorts you out of his home. he returns all of your items, save for the ones you don't recognize, and does his best to explain in a way that you will understand without hurting or confusing you. it's a lie.
you apologize for misunderstanding.
he's offered one of your goregous smiles and you walk off, thanking him for the company when you do.
Diluc hasn't cried for a very long time, you know.
but he mourns you like no other. you, who he managed to forget the world with, and he who you have forgotten.
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Am I the only one who thinks a lot about how the protag was greiving all by themself in a unknown world until Paimon was in their life
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a walk with xiao
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i've been thinking about him a lot. that's it.
-> no warnings! just a peaceful walk with a certain adeptus.
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• it's not very difficult to convince Xiao to go on a walk with you, actually. it's one of his favorite ways to spend time with you.
• on days where he's feeling particularly aggravated, it's a bit harder... occasionally it takes you giving up and walking on your own, only to look up and see him beside you.
• you walk in silence quite often. occasionally you'll tell him stories of your adventures or ask about how he's been doing since your last little rendezvous.
• he pays close attention to you as you speak. he may not show it, but he likes to listen to you.
• after a while, he starts to become visibly disappointed if you don't suggest a walk/are too busy to stay.
• he just likes spending time with you :(
" ...you're leaving already? "
" yeeeaah, i've got another commission over i- "
" i- can walk you there. "
• he tries to play it off as if he's worried, but he just likes your presence a lot.
• when you two become closer, he opens up a little more. he comments on the scenery a lot.
• likes holding hands with you.
• sometimes you'll feel him nudge your pinkie, looking away with his ears tinted red. you usually have to take the initiative yourself, but after especially hard days he'll grab onto you on his own.
• usually you pick out where you'll take your walksー areas you've cleared out on your way or noted as being especially goregous are favorites.
• Xiao requests a few places, and when you go there he practically lights up. he's a lot more expressive non-verbally, you've noticed. maybe that's because you tend to fill the silence when he doesn't know what to say. which happens a lot.
• he's surprisingly fond of flowers. take him to a flower field, i beg you.
• eventually your little outings may turn into picnics.
• if you fall asleep on the blanket after you've eaten and chatted, Xiao can't help himself from gently running his fingers through your hair or carefully giving your hand a squeeze.
(bonus points of you do the same for him on the very, very, veerry rare occasion that he falls asleep)
• he's glad you're here. you make him feel like he's not alone.
• when the day he loses you and your walks eventually comes, he doesn't quite know what he'll do. he decides not to worry right now, though. you look too peaceful and he has to savor this.
• on certian days, post-picnic, you wake up in his arms.
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you know i dont know what im gonna do if worse for wear ends up as my peak . not because im not proud of it!!! im happy people have liked it . i just wrote it as a vent at like 2 am :^)
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overworked -> aether x reader
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in which aether needs to learn to take better care of himself.
> no warnings!! just fluff involving a sick aether
> not my proudest work, i will say, but i just wanted to write something stake-free after the break i took. whoo!
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in your time traveling with Aether, you've learned a handful of things:
1. he is the doting type. be it in regards to his sister, the people he assists with the guild, you, he is unstoppably affectionate. he genuinely wants to help and it makes him shine brighter than the sun in the sky.
2. he's very expressive. poker face? what is that...? Aether's eyes express emotions that you didn't even know existed, and it never fails to pull your heartstrings. you feel his joy, his sorrow, his rage, everything. all it takes is a look.
3. he's incredibly accomplished. skilled in every sense of the word, be it in the bit of forgery he's picked up, the alchemy, his combat prowessー he's a pretty decent cook too. you can't help but feel like you can rely on him, and neither can everyone else who comes into contact with him.
the list continues to grow every millisecond you spend with him. perhaps you're particularly attentive to him, even more so after establishing an intimate relationship with him... or maybe he's so captivating that you simply cannot help but to notice more and more when he walks by.
Aether is a lot of things, hardworking is one of them.
...correction, Aether is a lot of things, downright foolish is one of them. he's got tunnel vision on his tasks more often than not, and while he's good at them, you'd have to be blind to not think that he's a little in over his head.
you're so used to it that you barely notice it at first. but this time, you're traveling in Liyue, trying to find some materials for a commission. today alone, you've cleared out three treasure hoarder camps, four hillichurl camps, and fought a total of six abyss mages. it's only just turning evening. Aether is charging ahead as if nothing can stop him. you believe him.
you took a break a bit ago, so you think it's fine, but the way he swings his sword is just a bit more sluggish than normal.
you're fighting a pyro regisvine when Aether briefly mentions feeling a chillー
...you look at him for a solid three seconds and take in something you didn't notice.
his eyes are sunken, dark circles slowly climbing under his sunny orbs, his face is red. in all honesty, you just thought it was because you haven't been able to keep your eyes off of him, and he does have a habit of getting embarrassed and looking away. as he has been doing all day. you realize that he might, and just theoretically might, be ashamed rather than startled by your gaze. you decide to test your theory-
you stride over to him as the flower falls onto the ground, and place your hand on his forehead without a word.
" [n-name]...? what are you- "
" you're sick. you're burning up. "
" what? no... no i'm not? "
you're closer now, so you see more.
his speech is slightly slurred, his eyes are glassy and he fights a sneeze while he backs away from your gaze.
" you so are. "
" ... "
" why didn't you say something? come on, we're going to lay you down right now. there's a waypoint nearby, we'll go to the inn from there. "
he's barely listening to you, his mind foggy. he's been like this for a while, but... he figured it wasn't so bad. it'd go away within the hour. it did not. continued overexertion made it worse. he's too stubborn and determined to stop.
you continue to drag him away despite his quiet, jumbled protests.
you're quick to pull a slightly wobbly Aether into the inn, offering Verr Goldet a smile with furrowed brows before fishing just enough mora out of your bag for a two-or-so night stay. she tosses you a knowing look, and leads the two of you to an empty room. she offers to bring some soup and water. you start to say you can get it yourself, but... Aether sends you a pout with a look in his eyes that might as well say, " you dragged me here, you can't just leave me! "
it's quiet for a moment after she leaves. you sigh into your hands. Aether has trouble making eye contact.
" ...can we- save the lecture for later-?"
" maybe. "
" come on i... really didn't think it'd get this bad. "  all you do is huff in response.
" and why didn't Paimon say anything? where even is she-? "
" ... "
" ... "
" Good Hunter. "
" you didn't pay her off. don't tell me you did that. "
" i-i didn't think it'd get this bad! "
that elicits another groan. you resolve to deal with your boyfriend when he doesn't need the damp towel on his forehead. with a grumble, you pick up his nearby hand. he slowly turns to look at you, confusion crossing his face.
" don't worry me like that. "
" it's fine, rea- "
you cut him off with a squeeze, unable to stop your thumb from oh so slightly digging into his palm.
" please? "
he can't compete with the concern in your eyes and voice. he just nods. you continue, attempting to be brief. though, you can't keep yourself from worrying.
" you should take better care of yourself, you know? you can't keep running on steam and not stopping for water... "
he's asleep in the middle of your speech, and all you can do is let out what feels like your eight-hundredth sigh of the day. you give his cheek a peck before starting to stand. the second you start to loosen your grip on his hand, however, he's quietly mumbling a "don't go." and who are you to deny his wish?
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embarrassing -> albedo x reader
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...had the image of a red-faced albedo after being praised and had to write about it?? hc that albedo is actually really easy to fluster, despite looking so cool. this is super short and sweet!! for real!!
-> slightly ooc albedo,, ?? couldn't help myself also mentions of intoxication
-> uh. bad flirting...??? . i dont know how to flir-
-> nothing else tho! pure brainrotting fluff below
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you'd think he'd be used to your absolute adoration of him by now. you really would.
you have never once shyed away from proclaiming how highly you think of Albedo, and while you don't neccesarily put him on a pedestal, or think that he has no flaws, you remind him endlessly of everything you love about him.
...his reactions are golden.
you've started a journal, not unlike the ones he keeps to track his findings. it's full of every single compliment you've given him, and a detailed enough description of his reaction so you know exactly what to say when you ought to.
not that you particularly need it; you will never forget his flushed face the day you climbed up to Dragonspine to assist him. you've only been dating for a month or so around then. he's asked you to visit when you have time, wanting to show the latest breakthrough in his research to his number one supporter. you arrive in the afternoon, bringing warm soup in a container to share when you convince him to take a break. he smiles at the sight of you, placing his pen down for a moment to wave.
that is when opportunity strikes. you approach quickly and take his hand in yours.
" name-? " his head tilts to the side, pretty platinum hair swishing as it does. you just smile.
" you know, i've really got to hand it to you Albedo... "
" ...was that a- "
" your hands are so comfortable... so gentle. "
" [name], where are you going with this? " an amused smile flashes on his face.
" they're just like you... so perfect. "
" i- "
you have to stop yourself from laughing at the way he freezes. his first instinct is to deny it, but you beat him to the punch.
" just think about it, i always feel so warm when i'm with you... "
" that's- not related- "
" and your hands are just as warm. so they're just like you. perfect hands for perfe- "
his face is so red.
he questions why you're like this.
...
what did he do to deserve to earn such admiration? such pure devotion? how come he's obtained the tenderness you provide for him? why is it that you praise these handsー ones that can destroy you and everything else he touches-? why are you so vocal about it all...?
almost as if you can hear his thoughts (or perhaps you just see the furrowing of his brows and slight hesitation on his tongue) you plant a fluttering kiss on his gloved palm. he melts and so do all of his worries.
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bonus:
...you have to be drunk.
you have to be.
there is no other explanation for why you're calling his name from the second floor balcony of Angel's Share. you cannot possibly be sober when you're shouting your love for him from the rooftops.
he genuinely cannot stop the blush on his face when he comes to pull you down. there's a quiet " why... " as he does, but he's not surprised by it.
one thing he is surprised by? how the hell you managed to make him fall for you...?
( you asked Sucrose for a lot of advice. that's how. )
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i've found that angst does really well on this blog... which is nice because it is fun to write
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and diluc???? is this a sign for me to make more diluc content or to branch out . i cant te
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DHMU IM ON THE VERGE OF TEARS I-
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worse for wear -> aether x reader
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playing we will be reunited sent an image into my mind that i wasn't able to shake... i couldn't help but write about it,, i can't even imagine what it's like to be separated from my sibling orz
-> big angst but again. lots of aether crying???
-> reverse comfort? i think that's what this is
-> paimon is here too but that's just because she's a good friend
-> spoilers for we will be reunited, mentions of wounds & blood but nothing too descriptive.
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you've been traveling with Aether and Paimon for quite some time now, and while your feelings for the traveler are strong and romantic in nature, you decide not to act on them once he informs you of his missing sister. that's the first of many times that Aether looks haggard. you never forget the look in his eyes; such pretty orbs of light quickly darkened and filled with something you never thought you'd see from the hero of two nations already; hopelessness.
you vow to do everything you can to help him right then and there. that sorrowful look on his face burns it's image into your mind.
the second time, it's much more subtle. he's gone off to settle something he's told you must be done on his own. you trust him, so you don't push; not to mention, you had some commissions to take care of anyways. you're waiting by the campfire for him when he arrives, hands running through his goregous golden hair and laughing with Paimon as he approaches.
you greet the two of them with a smile, and the wave Aether returns to you feels stiff. you think it's fatigue. he takes a seat next to you and quickly begins to rebraid his hair.
you're tempted to offer to help, but the look in his eyes is determined. if the air wasn't so thick, you'd think it's cute.
that evening you fall asleep first, but when you awake in the middle of the night, Aether is in shambles by the pond down the road. the disgusted look on his face as he stares into his reflection hurts your heart, and you throw everything aside to sit next to him. your voice is quiet and sweet, and it makes him crumble even more.
" i c-can't, [name]ー i can't go on without her here and i don't- i don't even know where s-she isー she could- oh god, she could beー "
you gently hold onto his left pinkie, silently asking for permission to hold his hand. it's granted, but instead of simply interlocking fingers, he pulls you into his arms. his hold is so tight that you can't help but feel your heart squeeze. you're tough enough, so you let him. your hands reach his back and you rub circles on the exposed skin while you coo gently into his ears.
" i'm so weak, [name]ー "
" no... no you're not, Aether... "
" i couldn't even protect herー and she- i don't know- she could hate me- she could be hurt- "
" i'm sure she could never hate you, Aether... you love her so much; she must feel the same- this is the same sister who fought off, what was it, a pack of wild boars just to get back to you? she doesn't hate you... "
the exchange goes on for a while, you trying to reassure him and him trying to stop himself from feeling so helpless.
he's glad you're here.
Paimon finds you both cuddled up together by the fire, seemingly because Aether had cried himself to sleep. the sight makes her frown, and she decides to nestle herself in between you two for comfort when you both awake.
the third time is worse. much worse.
Paimon has to come get you from Mondstadt. the fear in her expression is something that makes your blood run cold.
" [n-name], come quickー it's- it's Aether-! "
" what's wrong Paimo- "
" no time to explain! please just hurry! " she's so scared of losing her best friend that you can't help but leap into action. Paimon offers a rambled explanation of what happened on the way. the words " we ran- ran into Lumine- " sent your vision into pure white. your only goal is to get to Aether.
when you do, your heart shatters.
he's sobbing on the ground in front of what looks like a hideout. he's wounded in several places, blood dripping down the side of his face and mixing with the tears he can't stop shedding. he's shaking so violently that you're worried he'll need medical attention. you're at his side in miliseconds.
he can't even speak for a while. you decide to try and clean up some of his wounds while he cries. he hates feeling like thisー he can't even look at you, he's so ashamed.
you hold him in your arms after some of the blood has been wiped off. he cries into your shoulder, against holding you so tightly that you feel your shoulders will become bruised.
" she was right there- "
you can't even speak.
" i didn't understand- what she was talking about- i-i- "
" i was too slow again- a-aand now all of my- "
you can tell that he's in some sort of shock, likely more wounded than he originally let on.
Paimon fills in some of the gaps, and with her story and his rambling, you feel heavy.
he must feel so awful. you know how much he loves his sister well now, and you ache just thinking of how torn up he must be right now.
he has the power of the gods themselves and
he can't even save his sister.
he has the support of two nations, and he still doesn't understand the one she speaks of.
he has so much strength, but he's crying like a little boy because he's so frustrated and scared that he can't even be relieved that she's okay.
you let him cry for as long as he needs. Paimon brings back some food and drink before joining in the support circle. when Aether finishes, he has trouble looking you in the eye. his voice is hoarse.
when the food is done and all three of you lie in the grass to recuperate, you can't help yourself from rolling over to look into his eyes. he doesn't have the energy to turn away. you brush hair out of his face and think.
you don't know what to say. you sigh out-
" i love you, Aether. "
" Paimon loves you too! "
he feels himself drawn to you, and rests his head on your arm, beckoning for Paimon so he can ruffle her hair.
he doesn't know what he's going to do, but if you're by his side and Paimon is still his best friend, he thinks things can get better.
" ... "
" i- "
" i love you too. "
he snuggles into your side. he looks much more peaceful when he sleeps, and that puts your heart at ease.
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you know what. i've chosen to post early. im thinking too much and want this Out of my queue right n
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...sometimes i have to remind myself that this is Not Neccesarily a multi fandom blog . goodness me
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i've made the executive decision to post the aether fic. breaks are for silly geese /j please take breaks i just dont know how to sto
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there is great temptation to post the aether flc that i wrote last night but realistically i should Not considering that i wrote it in an Emotional Haze .
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