#clarissalance

[clarissalance]

Who has the upper hand?

Pairing: Kaeya x G/N!Reader, mention of Varka and Diluc.

Warning: Slight swearing, Kaeya is a lil shit, reader being stubborn and scheming, immense tension

Summary: You’re so terrible at swordsmanship that you can’t withstand 2 strikes from Kaeya or, are you? 

Word count: 3k5

Disclaimer: What is written in here is based on my imagination, nothing from this fic should be taken seriously. Most of the fact I put in this fic does not follow the lore of the game so it should only be taken as a grain of salt. For example: section 8 in Knight of Favonius codebook.

A/N: I struggle so much when I wrote this piece. This was suppose to be angstier but I tone down a little bit (because Kaeya was very OOC in my draft, I think he’s still a bit OOC in this fic but I tried my best ;-;, pls don’t bite me.) 

How did author write a 50k+ oneshot? I can’t write something more than 5k properly ;-; Anyhow, please enjoy this fic. I’m going to have a good rest for 2 weeks before release a comeback. Please shower Kaeya and our new MC with a lot of loves!!!! 

As a strategist of the knight of Favonius, you don't usually have enough time to finish the towers of reports, the never-ending meetings and dealing with cheap tricks Fatui diplomats. Often, you have to skip your daily sword training session, which results in a rather miserable situation. The whole practice ground is staring holes at your defeated posture. You are sitting on the hard soil ground, and the Calvary captain is towering you, his sharp blade just a few inches away from your throat. 

It is not a strange scene for any knights to lose a spar against the Calvary captain, he should be one with the best swordsmanship after Grand Master, and maybe Acting-Grand Master, too. However, as knight, they can usually withstand him at least more than 2 blows. 

Whispers and talks start to circulate around as soon as you stepped your foot in the training ground. It’s very uncommon to see people from that department wandering around this area. The strategy department is famous inside the Knight of Favonius to be the weakling-cunning-mouthy-jerks, who always find excuses after excuses to skip the monthly knight evaluation. 

So, who gives them the right to be exempt from the test? Of course, it’s from the ultimate high chief of strategy department. Rumours say before the strategy chief works for the Favonius knight, the man was once a legendary attorney. That person can flip words from black to white, turns the defendant from guilty to innocent.  With a profound convincing skillset coming from the chief, persuading the Grand Master Varka is easy as a piece of cake. The whole department of 10 people is easily off-hook for 3 years, never participate in the monthly evaluation before the man suddenly dropped the bomb 2 days ago.  

“ I’m tired from coming with excuses to cover for your lazy asses.” The man waved his hand, his eyes staring outside the window. His nails scratching the messy shaved chin.“ Varka seems to get used to navigating my thoughts-”

“Maybe time is wearing away your skill-” At the corner, someone accidentally blurted out, and the whole table gave him a sharp look. Did he have a death wish or something? If so, everyone here can happily dig him a hole, free charge for the coffin.

The chief cleared his voice again, blue eyes melancholy drifted to the table. “So, you guys have tried your best on this monthly evaluation. I hope to see you all again next month.” 

The meeting was dismissed afterwards, and everything spiralled into chaos. The whole department hasn’t touched anything aside from the parchment papers and the quills in the last 3 years. How are they going to master the swordman-ship in 2 weeks? 

But, the worst thing is,

Your well-respected, talented, and tactful chief has run away. 

The next morning, you received the news that a foxy old man is on a business trip to Fontaine with the Grand Master. The expedition is 2 weeks long.

You should have known what he meant when the deceitful man ambiguously ended his sentence like that. Nothing goes well when the chief said:  ‘Farewell, my comrades’. 

 For the last 2 days, you have been starting to familiarize yourself again with how to hold a sword and how to swing the sword. 

As you trail along with the long-forgotten memories, trying to look through the familiar feeling when swinging the sword, you hear footsteps coming in your direction. It is familiar, with the way the person is walking, the beat, the sudden burst of noise in the air, you can only conclude it’s the Calvary Captain. The practice ground seems livelier as soon as the man steps inside, people rushing to his side to give their greetings. Maybe today is one of his practice days.

 “ Never thought I would see you here.” The young man calls out, successfully jostle you up from your thoughts. You give him a complex look and turn away, focusing on the tattered dummies. Your wrist is screaming in protest, legs wobbling. You remember those golden days when you were young when you were flexible, and your bones didn't crack as much. Oh, where the golden days have gone? 

“What do I own the honour of seeing you here, captain?” You fold your arm defensively, voice monotonously. Kaeya despites the most when you start talking in an emotionless tone. Oh, how you love riling him up in the middle of the practice ground! 

“ I come here for my weekly practice, but-” He shrugs, eyes glinting with mischief. “ look like the rumour about the abolishment of special permission for the strategy department is true.” 

So he has heard the rumours. You roll your eyes, face blanks. You know Kaeya has his own way to obtain his information, but you never thought it’d be this fast. Words don’t easily leak from the strategy department. 

“What do you need? Make it short, so I can practice for the upcoming evaluation.” Tired of his long introduction, you ask him directly. If you are going to ignore him any longer, the man will continue poking you. 

Starting an argument only wastes your time, and asserting dominance in the middle of the training ground won’t boost your ego. You’re a strategist, your weapons are detailed plans and sharp word, not sword and bow. Showing off your strength in front of those ruthless knights don't improve your relationship with them. 

“ Straight the point eh?” You give him an impatiently look, tempting to ignore him again before he flashes you a smug grin. “How bout sparing with me?”  

The whole training ground falls in silence, and you direct at the captain a confusing look. Is he serious? No one in the knight except the Grand Master can go against him, not to mention someone who hasn’t touched a sword for three years. 

“I can help you with your training, and you can help with mine” Kaeya speaks with utmost confidence that you almost nod and agree. That man is really deceitful, he knows how well your skill has gone dull, yet he still wants to practice with you? What is this man plotting?  

“ Do you realize how absurd your offer is? ” You give him a complicated gaze, voice unwavering. Everyone takes in a deep breath, tension crackling. It's not everyday scenery you often encounter. A heated argument between the mischievous cavalry captain and the tactful strategist. Nosy people gather around the pair, internally hoping for the war the breaks out. 

“ You know well that I can’t properly block your first strike.” Light-hearted, you joke, but there is no hint of amusement in your voice. Sharpe eyes glaring at the blue figure, you notice the man remains unfazed. 

" Shouldn't you choose a more competent opponent?" 

The sound whispers and talking about the reasons why Kaeya picked such an easy opponent start to circulate, and you can’t help to curl your lips up. Within a  few seconds, you have effortlessly turned the gossiping direction toward your desired path. Flashing Kaeya a victorious grin, you tap your foot impatiently, waiting for his reaction.

You should have worked at PR damage control or marketing instead! The diplomat would have been fine too! At least, you wouldn’t need to practice swordman-ship.

As you mulling on your terrible choice of career, a chill runs down your spine. Tilting up, Kaeya is beaming sweetly at you, the frost slowly creeping up and nipping your shoes. Look like you just pressed the wrong button. 

The man narrows his eyes, and you gulp nervously, avoiding his calculating gaze. Kaeya chuckles, his voice laced with worry, wavering and hurtful. 

“I just want to help you improve as fast as possible. The test is coming in two weeks isn't it?” 

The whole table has turned, and people start to say how considerate and thoughtful the cavalry captain is. The crowd starts to criticize you and tell you to be more grateful and stop suspicious of his unconditional help. Oh, you wish he wasting it on you, many knights in this training ground would love getting advice and improvements from him. 

Applause for our dear Calvary captain, smoothly seeking empathy from the crowd and turning the favour back to him. No wonder how fast he climbed up the rank. 

Bantering and arguing with a person like him is meaningless, so you accept his offer and drag your sword toward his direction. Let finish this within 2 strikes. 

Moving to the centre of the field, both of you face each other, his eyes scanning you sceptically. What is this man plotting again? Bowing, you finally give him a warning look before standing at your ready position. Kaeya holds his sword, analyzing your starting posture. 

As soon as the whistle blows, you charge at the man, opening the spar with a direct hit. Kaeya quickly raises his word up to block the first blow, the sound of steel clashing loudly. He then forcefully diverts the sword to the left, a classic way to counter the strike. 

Knowing your limited strength against him, you take a step back and swiftly angle the blade downward, aiming for a weak spot at his waist. This move would create a noticeable weakness on your right, and only the idiot doesn't use this as his advantage to disarm you. 

You’re right, he uses the loophole you planned, successfully disarm you within 2 strikes. The sword slips from your hand clanging loudly behind as your foot slips and fall on the ground. 

His sharp blade is just a few inches away from your neck. The calvary captain wears a solemn look, his cerulean eyes imbued with irritation. Seems like he figures out you purposefully planed to end the match in 2 strikes. 

Quickly raising your hand in defeat, you shoot him a taunting grin. The referee declares Kaeya is the winner, and people start to clap and cheer loudly, but overall no one is surprised. As the match end, audiences start to disperse, return back to their tasks. 

Kaeya put his sword away and offers you his hand. You stare idly at the gloved hand a moment before putting yours on. The man effortlessly pulls you up, your body flush against his. With Kaeya so close to you, your first reaction is to push the man away, but his firm grip says otherwise. He inches closer, dark blue locks brush your cheek, tall figure towering you intimidating. 

“Why end it so early?” He leans down and whispers, your body tenses up visibly. “Surely, you could handle more than 2 strikes of mine.” The young man in blue hums, his voice sultry. 

“ What are you saying? I haven’t touched the sword more than 3 years.” You remind him, hands pushing his chest away, trying to create some distance. The man doesn’t budge an inch. 

“Your strikes doesn’t say so. The first strike was not bad.” Noticing your effort to push him away, Kaeya stands straight, heels dig into the ground. His lips curl up at the helplessness flashing in your eyes. He loves seeing you struggle, seeing how anxiety and desperation rising in your sparkling orbs. “I think you could at least have a decent fight with me.”  

“ Quit spouting non-sense Kaeya, let me go. We are in public.” You let out an annoyed hiss, punching his toned chest. He still wears the uniform improperly like that, the exposed tan chest can be under many layers. Sometimes you don't even know the reason why doesn't he just button the shirt up properly. Finger grazing at the bared skin on his chest, you turn your head away, cheeks heat up. 

The man loves seeing you squirming in his trap, and you’re not going to let him see that. Anything, but satisfying his masochist hobby. 

“You don’t like skin-ship?” The man fakes a gasp, his orb sparkles with mirth. “But you were being touchy with your friend. Why can't we be a bit touchy? ”  His tone suggestively, the tall man snickers at your blushing mess. Out of everything, why would he mention that? You give him stinky eyes, brows furrow deeply.  

“I’m not touchy with you.” You deny dreadfully. Archon, how long have you wasted your time here with this slithering serpent? 

Kaeya arms wrap tightly around you, your body moulds perfectly into his embrace. You hate how perfectly you fit into his hug like this, but you can’t deny how warm he is, despite the fact he wields cryo. 

“ When will you let me go?” Your voice starts to grow weak, dragging slightly in discomfort.  Kaeya curiously looks down, noticing your pouting. Sensing his gaze, you turn your head away but his fingers have quickly grabbed your cheek, forcing you to look at his deep blue eye.  

“Give me a kiss, then I'd let you go.” His voice serious, but what he just said is not. You look at the cryo wielder horrendously, mouth gaping. His face is composed and relax, like what he just ask is like asking about the weather, asking about your health, not for a kiss. Is he being serious? What in the world did he just ask? A kiss? Excuse me, a what? 

“You...you are not being serious.” You wriggle your way out, escaping from his fingers, but his embrace tightens, caging you inside. Damn it, Kaeya. He’s messing with you. 

When you flash him a furious look, the man shrugs nonchalantly, his cerulean lock fluttering gently in the wind. Suddenly, you have an urge to wipe off that calm demeanour. He can’t be serious. Why does he have to go all the way to annoy the shit out of you? 

The smug grin hanging on his face, the mischief in his blue eyes, the arching brows, everything about him screams a flirt, yet you feel so mesmerized. Blinking a few times, you have to constantly remind yourself this man is not trustworthy. From the attitude to the way he looks at you, to the way he acts around you. Nothing from his action is truthful. Like Diluc’s warning, you can only believe half of his word and action. 

“ Of course I’m being serious.” His voice solemn, but you can see the amusement in his eyes. If he doesn’t like you, why would he spend so much effort bothering you this much? What reaction is he expecting from you?  

“ I really like you, Y/N” Kaeya confesses cheerfully, and you can faintly hear a few gasps around. Not this again...

Archon, you’re going to die early at this rate. You just want to practice for the upcoming evaluation, not becoming a hot topic for all Mondstadt citizen to gossip about. 

And this man too, how can he easily slip out those words when you just heard him flirting with another woman the other day?  You already told him numerous times that you’re not interested in dating him, or anyone right now! 

Hung your head down in exhaustion, you tap his shoulder, mumbling quietly. “ Fine, fine.” You finally open your mouth, too exhausted and bothered by his stubbornness. He only wants a kiss, and you won’t hurt giving him one. Just a kiss then you can get back to your practice.  

“Just don’t confess your love to me in a crowd like this again.” Before closing the deal, you weakly add a bargain, nudging him.  

The calvary captain looks surprised, his eye widens little, not expecting you to agree. Normally, it takes another argument or two before you comply with his request. Kaeya timidly raises his gloved hand to your face, gently caresses your cheek. This time, you lean into his touch, nuzzling your face into his palm, eyes glimmering softly. Despite a cryo wielder, his hand is surprisingly warm. 

The man in blue curiously peeks at you, he feels like a feather tickling the itchy spot. Are you plotting an escape route? Since when did you become so obedient? He has never seen the soft fur under the spiky façade you set up to face with the world, but strangely, he likes this version of you more. 

Noticing his relaxed stance, you carefully gently wrap your fingers around his wrist while keeping eye contact with him. Kaeya eye widens, startles at your sudden touching. Trying your best to not break the unspoken connection, you bring his hand away from your cheek. In those cerulean eyes, you see a hint of disappointment, but it quickly dissolves. Slowly, you draw closer toward the hand hanging in the air, lips fluttering on the smooth skin on his wrist. 

The calvary captain instinctively moves back, trying to escape from your sudden contact. Ironic, he is the one who innates the hug and demands a kiss from you. Tightening your grip, you press your wet lips on the exposed part of his wrist dedicatedly while maintaining eye contact with him, eyes drown with submission.

Kaeya stares at you in awe, maybe not expecting the passionate look in your eyes. His azure eye fills with mischief, now replaces with confusion and hesitation. You notice how his ears have dusted with pink despite the winds blowing in the practice ground. The man avoids your eyes, flustering. 

Whispers and gasps start to remind you of the crushing reality, so you let his hand down while grinning cheekily at the cryo wielder. Poking and breaking Kaeya meticulously façade is always something you want to try. The man is a living devil, so it’s extremely unusual to see him losing his composure. 

Sneakily, you untangle his other arm wrapping around your waist, plotting an escape route. 

However, Barbatos doesn’t let you slip away that easily. Quickly regaining his composure, Kaeya snakes his hand around your hip again, tightening his hold. Unlike the first time, the sneaky bastard lifts you up and has the audacity to throw your body on his shoulder, carry you like a sack. 

“ Yah! What are you doing?” You exclaim, fluster at his sudden antic. Kicking and punching on his shoulder, you try as many as you can, but somehow, Kaeya manages to dodge all of them.   

“ You said you will let me go when I give you a kiss!” The crowd uproars, stares and gossips poke pointedly at your back. You don’t want to hear those comments from those knights again. They're not going to let this live down, aren't they? Bury your face in the Kaeya's furry collar, you let out a frustrating sigh, punching his shoulder as hard as you can. 

“ You give me a kiss on my wrist. That doesn’t count.” Kaeya nonchalantly strides away from the practice ground, unfazed by your attempt to escape. This man is a beast, how can he not budge an inch with all of your kickings on his shoulder? 

“ You didn’t specify the place. A kiss is a kiss!” You emphasize, and you can feel his shoulder shaking. Is he laughing? “You didn’t keep your promise.” Fuels by the rising anger, you kick your leg aggressively, struggling to free yourself from the iron-clad grip. This time, his strong arm wraps around your calves like a chain.  

As soon as you raise your head up, the familiar pathway hits your memories. Shit, he is heading toward the headquarter, likely to his office. You can’t let anyone in there see you in this state. Punching his back profusely, you shot back. 

“Not fulfilling the contract is breaking the Knight of Favonius's code of cond-.” Before you can finish your sentence, the man smacks your calves loudly, successfully shutting your mouth. Speechless by his sudden punishment, you let out a disbelief breath.    

“ There are no such a section states about fulfilling contract inside the code of conduct, so stop making the rule up.” Kaeya smugly grins, and you can already picture his blue eyes glinting with mischief, the signature shit-eating grin on his handsome face.

" There is, it's in section eight-" Before you can finish your sentence, Kaeya cuts in, waving his hand dismissively. 

" Section eight is about interaction with your co-worker, there is none about keeping contracts." The calvary captain humming, trying to recalling the content of the book. Speechless by the detailed memories of his, you can only close your mouth, quietly waiting for him to drop you down. If you stay still on his shoulder, will he let you go? 

" You know, not everyone reads and memories the knight of Favonius handbook, you are just unlucky that I know the book by heart." Seeing you deflate weakly on his shoulder, Kaeya lets out a chuckle, patting your head comforting.       

Before heading inside the HQ, the man doesn't drop your down but leans in closely, his whisper tickling your ear. “But at least I had fun seeing you squirming in my grasp.” 

And then it hits you, the bastard purposely falls for of your antic. 

#kaeya alberich #genshin kaeya #kaeya x reader #no beta we kayak like tim #genshin impact #clarissalance #who has the upper hand ? #argument #fluff #tension #smart reader #strategist #genshin varka #diluc ragnvindr #genshin diluc

[ditttiii]

~Have you ever read some embarrassing smut and wished that you shouldn't have read them in the first place? ~

*flashback*...shudders. 

yes. it involved really bad dialogues, incorrect spellings and a LOT of spelt out moans. however, i did read it all sooo...🤦‍♀️ says a lot about my taste 😂 

#ditttiii asks #clarissalance #did you recently go down the embarrassing smut alley too? #v have all been there #and if not #well it's gonna happen sooner or later #laskskskskskks

[jimlingss]

Seeing your notice about resting make me realize your dedication to this blog. I just came here around a year and saw your blog around the time you post the president's son ( and i pulled a whole nighter all over your masterlist) and i regret not sending more ask to u TT^TT. I would not believe you've been here for 4 years really and to me your writing is an art. You're not my best author but u're definitely my favourite author~ I will miss you when u 're gone and pls don't lock the blog...

clarissalance said: i would love to visit sometimes again in future. Maybe u don't have to be active on the blog but pls in touch~ btw, i read the 2 newest fic and it's terrific. I love the love pages plot and foreverland. I think you might want to make a masterlist where u can put all the fairytale AU in it. U definitely have a good collection in the masterlist =)). I will miss u when u're gone~~ Sorry for not writing this earlier but i'm drowning in college work but i'm rooting for you~

Thank you. Honestly, I was just thinking the other day how sad it would be to step away from this blog and from writing in general. I still fucking love writing. I love the feeling it gives me. I love the satisfaction of finishing. I just love everything about it and being able to storytell so easily and have an audience for it. To leave it behind is sad.

But I think this is one of those things where it’s a should rather than a want. It’s the kind of thing where even if you don’t want to do it, you just gotta take a step forward for your own greater good. I tend to be a person who dislikes change and that’s why I’ve been here for so long. And I know I’m tired. So even if I’ll miss writing terribly, I think I need to make myself uncomfortable and push myself to do something else. To open my eyes and open a door. 

I digress, The President’s Son feels so long ago but if you’ve stuck around for that long then thank you :’) I kind of have an idea of what to do with this blog when I’m done but I’m going to keep that to myself for now. Don’t worry though because I’ll always have the readers’ desires in mind. Anyway, thank you.

#I've written a LOT too #decades worth in years #so I think it's okay if I allow myself to let go #this is sounding pretty sappy but I blame the music I'm listening to lol #Jimlings #clarissalance

[yoonia]

Hi, I just finished reading your carousel series and it is sooo good. Like I never thought I would be able to read a story that is this well-plotted. Okay, so here come the stupid question: Why did the Kim brothers have to kill Y/N, like the motive behind it? Why did they have go through all the trouble, even send someone to her father's company to just to kill her? Feel free to not answer this one if this is too stupid. Maybe I miss somewhere in the story :D, still I love your story. Hwaiting ~

Hello, thank you so much for reading Carousel!! It was truly a joy ride writing that one and plotting the story down. It’s not really a stupid question though it was explained separately in a few different chapters so you might have missed out the clues. I’m going to explain this under a cut (which I hope will work) because it’s basically a spoiler for those who haven’t read it: 

To summarise it, the Kims’ family agenda was to take back what they thought (and claimed) to be their right (as explained in chapter 15). Kim Jiho, the actual billionaire of the family, refused to share his fortune with his own family (the Kims) and had chosen to pass on everything he owned to Y/N’s mother because they were supposed to marry and the mother was pregnant with his son. When Kim Jiho died, everything he owned went to Y/N’s mother, while due to their marriage, Y/N’s father became the person to run Jiho’s company and rebuilt it as his (explained on chapter 10). This also means that everything Kim Jiho once owned (plus all the fortune Y/N’s family had gained from running the company) will later be inherited to Y/N if she should take over the family’s business. Knowing that she didn’t want the legacy, Kims’ family sent in the spy to (1) steal from Y/N’s father, (2) marry her so he could gain rights to the company on her behalf (mentioned on chapter 1), (3) then gain the rights of inheritance after murdering her as her widowed husband who is left without a child. 

So, the objective was not to “just” take her life, but to actually infiltrate her life and take everything from her so the Kims could take their old fortune back from her family. I hope that makes sense :) 

#carousel feedback #spoilers ahead #clarissalance #answered

[starglitterz]

Here is another request for the 300 followers event (because you're gorgous). Can I have a chocolate confection (diluc) with extra fruit. The reader has time travelling ability where they can temporary jump to future or back in time but they can't control the amount of time they want to travel. I hope it make sense ;-; I have always wanted to see a fic with genshin time-travel concept but there isn't many of them. Thank you for your hard work. Send loves! (づ￣ 3￣)づ

LMAOO ur so sweet ty !! also thank u for respecting my rules and requesting in two parts, i acc appreciate it :)

request; diluc fluff, soulmate au, time traveller!reader

soulmate au; you're connected to your soulmate with a red thread that you can only see when your eyes are shut. in a regular situation, you would follow it to find your soulmate and find happiness together. however, there are some rare special cases where this thread becomes tangible, and pulling it will pull your partner towards you too.

please reblog ! it helps a lot :)

( @clarissalance )

diluc.

diluc's always been confused about his soulmate thread that appeared when he was eighteen. it tends to flicker, sometimes there and sometimes not. he doesn't know if this is normal, and there's nobody he's willing to ask about it. to be honest, he's confused in general about why he has a soulmate, and he's not entirely sure if he even wants to meet them. after all, diluc is far too busy being both the famed wine tycoon of mondstadt and the darknight hero to worry about love. not to mention that he's unwilling to let yet another person he could lose into his life, he's perfectly fine on his own. but sometimes, when the midnight breeze billows through his curtains and moonlight bathes the bed that suddenly seems far too big for just one person, diluc shuts his eyes and tries to focus on the red thread glittering ahead of him, and he wonders what would happen if he reached out and grabbed it. would he be lucky enough to tug you closer? and if he was, would that be a blessing or a curse?

your head hurts. scratch that, everything hurts. this was a stupid idea, you think to yourself as you rush through the forest surrounding wolvendom, trying to ignore the branches harshly scraping your face and the leaves that might be stuck on your head. the sounds of hilichurls accompanied by a snickering abyss mage fade into the distance as you run, and you exhale a sigh of relief before leaning against the weathered trunk of a cedar tree. your eyes slide shut, and the familiar flickering red thread appears in your vision. it's always been scintillating for as long as you can remember, blinking in and out of existence. is that what it's supposed to do? you want to reach out, but you're not even sure if it'll work, especially when you're not in your proper timeline now. you open your eyes again and stare at your hands, wondering how and why on earth were they given the ability to time travel. it's been years since you discovered it, but you still have no more control over it than you did as an innocent child.

you're always jumping both to the past and the present, but you can never tell what year it is, or how far you've gone, and asking what year it is tends to attract some suspicious reactions. one thing you do know is that you can never bump into the version of yourself from these other timelines that you slip into - you don't know why, but it's a major warning bell that sounds in your head whenever you time travel. but based on all the novels you've read from the favonius library of the future from the last few times you jumped there, it has something to do with maintaining the balance of the space-time continuum... you don't really get it.

suddenly, the loud growl of a mitachurl echoes in the air as it notices you, and you curse under your breath. guess there's no choice now, you think to yourself before clenching your hands into fists and watching blue energy coil around your fingers, and a second before the mitachurl smashes its glowing axe onto you, you're sucked away as if by quicksand. you doubt you'll ever get used to the nauseous feeling that comes with jumping through time. when you're back in the regular world of teyvat, you blink a few times before sighing. you'll never know when you're back in your regular timeline, the place you're supposed to be, the place you should have been if you hadn't found out about your powers.

you snap out of your thoughts and realise you're in front of dawn winery, the mansion towering in front of you. you've never seen it up close, too nervous as to who you might meet. but somehow, travelling through time tended to change your location too. you press the heels of your palms against your eyes, trying to stop hot tears from flowing down your cheeks. where is your home? or more accurately, when is your home? will you ever even get there? yet as your eyes are shut, you notice the thread in front is actually solid. it isn't glitching out of reality for once, it seems tangible. and you can't tell whether it's pure instinct or perhaps the hand of fate guiding you, or maybe even a hint from celestia, but you reach out and grab the thread, pulling it with all your might.

a second later, a man you've never seen before pops into existence right in front of you, looking incredibly disoriented. you suppose it's understandable, after all it's not every day that you get teleported. a heavy fur coat hangs on his shoulders, and he runs a hand through his scarlet hair, crimson irises adjusting to the outdoors sunlight and scanning you with confusion. before you can say anything, you spot the head of someone who looks very similar to you strolling towards the entrance out of the corner of your eye. no way... is this the other version of you from this timeline that you've been told you should never let see you?!

"listen, i'm really sorry about this," you state apologetically, wringing your hands with nervousness before cupping his face and pulling him in for a long kiss. fortunately for you, he doesn't pull away, in fact he leans into you to deepen it, and you can feel how hot his cheeks are as they darken with a pink blush. your mind is actually panicking about what your soulmate is going to think about you being so forward, but then you realise - he tastes like grape juice, and for some reason that little fact soothes you, and you melt into the kiss. you only break away when you're certain that person has disappeared around the corner.

the face of the man in front of you is dusted in pastel pink, and he seems to be struggling for words as he tries to process what just happened. "i'm really sorry! i thought i saw someone i knew... so i kinda wanted to hide," you rub the back of your neck as embarrassment floods your brain. the man finally seems to regain his senses, "no problem. i just didn't expect my first meeting with my soulmate to be so... unique." sticking out your hand with a shy expression, you beam, "so, should we start again? i'm y/n." the man nods with a soft smile, "lovely name. call me diluc." a beam spreads across your cheeks as he shakes your hand, and with the sun shinining down upon the two of you, you think that maybe, just maybe, you've found your new home.

quill speaks !

just a couple things i wasn't sure how to clarify in the writing: feel free 2 skip if u prefer to imagine it on ur own hehe

- reader IS in their proper timeline now :] that's the whole reason the red thread was finally solid, and it was flickering previously bc pulling it wouldn't be able to bring diluc to the future/past & vice versa

- for some reason, reader is never able to find that person that they thought looked like them,,, perhaps it was a nudge from the archons in the right direction, for even they've taken pity on the reader & diluc who are both so nervous/unable to speak 2 their soulmate

LOL this was such a cool request !!!! time travel genuinely is smth so interesting to explore in genshin, bc of how much history teyvat has, not to mention it would be so cool to see what happens in the future :O

also i wanna tag @xiaophobic bc i think ebg should be done by the time i publish this ^_^ atlas !!! the no1 diluc simp !!! pls take this offering as an apology for how much i bullied you during ebg HAHAHA <3 pls forgive me so we can be 4lifers once again i promise ill send more diluc hcs into your inbox 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ also send some xiao hcs (NOT ANGST I WILL CRY) to me RN thanks /hj ily tho !!! congrats on surviving ebg bestie !!!!! /g

queued hiatus post once again haha >_<

plz i feel like this is so long so i'll stop here KJASKDJASKD i hope you all liked this !! and i hope you liked how i wrote your request <333

and i hope you enjoy your stay at quill’s dessert cafe, and do check out the menu if you'd like ! 🍭

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#q.300 party #diluc x reader #diluc fluff #diluc imagines #diluc drabbles #diluc scenarios #diluc genshin impact #genshin impact diluc #genshin diluc #genshin impact fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact writing #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact drabbles #genshin impact #diluc #❤️ — fluff ! #✏️ — quill writes !

[clarissalance]

A bottle of peach juice

Word count: 2898 

Warning: Mention of drug (Hallocinugens) but very brief, kissing, mention of intimate act, isekai, consuming expired food 

Pairing: Aether x Fem!Reader

Summary: You are in the kitchen, knocking the whole bottle of expired peach juice and the next moment, you are in the middle of the forest with a blond male. You now can isekai without meeting the truck-kun?  

A/N: This is supposed to be a Halloween one-shot but I started very late (I hate mid-term), which ended up me finishing it later than what I expected. Tbh, the idea hit me when I was reading @tartagliadevotee Spooky Week 2021 and the title and the summary “Witchcraft.”. I didn’t know it would end up as a fastest fic I have ever written. I enjoy the process of making this piece more than I expected, after the exhausting school work and chaotic life. Haha, thank you for the inspiration again @tartagliadevotee, and your stories are so good. 

*Sigh* I wish I can write good smut (but my brain just doesn’t cooperate with me when writing those scene (╬▔皿▔)╯) Again, please send a lot of love to our loveliest Teyvat helper.       

You have no idea what makes you drink that out-of-date peach juice inside the fridge. Arguably, it is only 3 days after its expiry date, but the color is so inviting: saffron hues blend with the flushing pink, and it is so eye-catching, sitting in the middle of the empty fridge. Of course, you are going to drink it.

And now, you just want to come back and slap your mindless, hungry, sleep-deprived self for knocking the whole bottle in one go.

.

It would be better if you have diarrhea or constipation, or food poisoning would still be counted as a blessing.

The second you open your eyes from knocking the whole bottle of peach juice in one go, your tiny kitchen has to turn into a forest. The gigantic forest is surrounded by trees and high green grass, tickling your ankle. Looking around the area is eerily quiet, just the sound of the wind howling through the forest maze, insects sound vibrating in the air. Distantly, you can hear a running water sound. Is that from your bathtub?

Huh, this is strange. Did the peach juice contain hallucinogens? So that’s why you are imagining right after you drink it? You must say the drug is very efficient, yet it doesn’t make you feel very high. Your sense is still sensitive to the external environment, and you are conscious and on alert. Maybe you aren't losing your memories after this.

As you walk toward the sound of water, you can’t help but shiver at the cold breeze. The feeling of cold nipping on your skin, and your legs move faster, pulse thumping in your vein. At this rate, you are going to become an ice cubical before exploring anything.

“Y/N?” A voice calls out, and you abruptly raise your head, eyes greeted with a familiar yet strange boy in front of you. He stands near the lake- the source you were following when you were still inside the forest. His smooth blond hair is nicely braided, golden orbs glowing with light under the dark canvas, reminding you of a certain someone. Did you meet him somewhere before? How does he know your name?

Carefully, you feign ignorance at his calling but continue treading slowly toward that young boy. You have a good feeling but in the forest, the only person you have met so far is him. Might use him to get out of this face first, you are freezing in here. As you get closer, his angelic feature is clearer, and this time, you get to see his clothes.

“You are dressing up as an angel?” You curiously ask, eyes darting around, not knowing where to put on. Do you look at him directly in the eyes or… his clothes?

“You made me dress up like an angel so we can match. Wasn't this your idea?” The blond cocks his head sideways, eyebrows knitting.

“ I did?” You look at him incredulously, your eyebrows knitting in a thin line.  

“ Y-you don’t remember?” He stammers, his mouth is slightly gaping. Shifting closer to you, his warm hands put on your forehead, callous fingers graze your skin. The warm body heat vibrates through the small contact area is so inviting, instinctively, you already leaning and nuzzling your head to his palm.

“It didn't look like you are getting a fever at all.” The young male takes a step back, suddenly conscious of his closeness. His golden eyes darting away from yours, his face flushes with pinkish shade. “O-or maybe are you cold?”

Your eyes lit brightly as soon as you heard him saying so, head nods vigorously. He quickly unbuttons his cloak and puts it over you, and the heat that remains on the fabric seeps into your skin. Satisfied with the additional layers, you let out a relief groan unconsciously, breaking the silence awkwardly.

The blond stops his tying as he hears your satisfied groan and lets out an amused chuckle. “If you are that cold, you should have told me before.” His digits twirling magically around the complex strings and buttons. “I would have come back and got you a thicker coat than this.”

Your ears quickly catch on that, and heat rushes swiftly to your cheek and neck. All of a sudden, you don’t feel so cold anymore.   So, this male doesn’t seem to have a platonic relationship with you. This body, ‘you’ mean special to him. Just by looking at his mindful fingers, trying to not injure you while tying the cloak knot, the soft and caring voice whenever he talks to you. Let it be your imagination, but the way he looks at you is so tender, alluring that you can’t resist losing in it. His hand is always lingering on yours, whenever on your arms, your forehead, or like now, your neck.

You feel warm and fuzzy by this unknown blond in front of you. Somehow, you can entrust your life to him.  

“But, I only like the one with your scent on it.”  

It comes out as an inaudible mumbling but feels like a weight gets off your chest. You are sure this growing emotion in your chest isn’t yours but the owner of this body. Maybe this is more hopeful than you expected.

In this quiet forest, both of you are next to the sparkling lake, the sound of water hitting the rocks, wind howling through the maze-like forest, and the noise of insects are soothing. You might want to stay a bit longer in this place before getting back to your busy, strenuous daily life in the present.

The male takes a deep breath and calls your name, but got interrupted by a high-pitch voice. “ Aether? Y/N? What is taking you so long?” Her voice echoes loudly in the forest, likely that she’s very impatient and hungry for the long waiting.

“Aether?” You turn your head sideway waiting for his sentence. The name rolls easily off your tongue, and magically, it feels like this is the final missing puzzle. Instead, he lets out a dry laugh and suggests going out and meeting Paimon.

“She must be very impatient and hungry while waiting for us.” Aether smiles bitterly, and all you can do is nod wryly. While the blond is leading the way, you let out a held breath. It was both lucky and unlucky, but at least, you gain something useful: his name and his companion name. The secret will eventually be revealed but until then you want to buy as much time as possible.

While you are still giggling in happiness, Aether is already a distance ahead. Quickening your steps, you hurriedly rush to his place. Getting lost in here is going to be the end of you. It’s dark, cold, and lonely, the worst combo you can ever imagine when wandering alone in the forest.

As you match the pace with him, you notice the dangling hand on his side. The gloved hand looks so inviting in this nipping cold weather. It wouldn’t hurt if you hold his hand, right?  

Hesitantly, you reach out to grab his sleeves, feet moving fast to stand next to him. Aether slows down, astonishment flickering in his bright orbs at your pulling.

“Where are we going after this?” You break the silence, voice cheerfully.

“After getting inside the city and feeding Paimon, I think we can head to Angel’s Share to celebrate Halloween. They are throwing a party there.” The young male raises his chin deep in thinking, his hands are just a few inches away from yours.

“ Doesn’t the party have food too?” Now you are genuinely surprised at the strange description of his companion. Do they have any kind of allergy, or they're just a picky eater? The task is almost forgotten if not your pinky accidentally brushes with his.

“ If I’m letting her go hungry to the party, she might swallow all of the food at the tavern.” Aether lets out a snicker, smiles blooming on his face radiantly.

“ Paimon can’t be that hungry to swallow the whole party food.” You wave your hand, dismissing his hyperbole statement. Your finger brushes his again, and this time instead of gliding away, you hook your pinky on his, patiently waiting for the blond to notice the subtle action.

“Really? You really mean it?”

Aether's eyes curl at your surprise face. He has witnessed many times she took some unusual amount of food in her tiny figure. Maybe he does overhype the size of her stomach, but the blond believes if he ignores her for another hour, the little Paimon can eventually inhale all the food in the party.

As your pinky dangling on his, you continue chatting casually with him but inside, you are dying to see his blushing face again. Somehow, teasing him is bringing you so much fun. Will there be a time your teasing becomes you bully him?

.

Soon, you realize the young angle next to you doesn’t seem to notice your forwardness. Maybe it’s only a pinky, and he doesn’t feel anything?  Even worse, what if you misunderstood his feeling? It was all your wild imagination from the start, and Aether is just a gentleman who can’t withstand a shivering lady in the night?

Thoughts start to circle and corner your figures, as the wind howling in the forest begins to whisper an incoherent sentence to your ears.

In the end, you give up and let your pinky goes loose, prepare to slip for his.

Your pinky drops from his-

Until Aether abruptly grabs your hand, confusion appears on his face as soon as your little finger leaves his. His balmy hand engulfs yours, heat radiates from his fingertips seeps under your skin. “Did I walk too fast again?” With the worried look on his face, you can almost see his invisible ears on his head drop.

“ No, it’s just- my hand just slip.” You cover your face and turn the other way, your heart beating rapidly in your chest. You are glad your intuition is correct. Aether must have noticed your mischievous sneak, but he doesn’t expose you.

Maybe it is just a normal gesture, an occurrence daily.

And then it hits you, does this young male know that your initiation in holding his hand means that you are interested in him romantically? Or is he still thinking that you are just trying to hold his hand because you are cold, or even worst because you are afraid of the dark and getting lost in the forest?

It dreads you to think about those multiple possibilities but see his joyous face and the constant stealing glances from him. You think the chance of Aether thinking this hand-holding means nothing more than a platonic one.

Might as well you already have his hand in yours, you are going to take full advantage of this. Playfully, you slip and interlace your fingers with his.

The blond angel freezes rigidly at your sudden intimate action, yet he doesn’t have the strength to look into your eyes when he knows the soreness of his cheek is betraying him.

Aether suddenly feels grateful for your light and shoulder-exposed costume. Without it, he wouldn’t have the gut to make big steps toward you.

.

“ You too sure take too long.” The floating companion stomps angrily in mid-air and flies toward you while your curious wandering eyes stare at her tiny figure. Is this… the famous big eater, Paimon? The urge to ask him is immense, but you have to remain stoic. Asking too many questions might expose you.  

“Sorry, it takes a while to get out of the forest.” Aether scratches his neck embarrassingly at her scolding, but the male shows no sign of letting your hand go, in contrast to what you previously expected. With his shy and blushy personality, you thought he would let your hand go as you see Paimon. Instead, his step quickens and slightly pulls you forward, like he is trying to find a distraction to avoid letting your hand go.

How cute of him.

As the pair keeps on talking, you mindlessly take a look at the surrounding.  You are near the bridge leading to the city gate, a distance away from the forest. The city he mentions is built on an island, sturdy brick walls enclosed the city entirely. It’s hard to peek inside, but the sign of glowing light, the sound of people chattering in the city, with the clear road bring you peace. Belatedly, you reach civilization. No more barely lit moonlight, windy nip, and shivering body inside the quiet forest.

“Finally make a move, Aether?” You hear the mischievous high pitch Paimon asks as she flies around you, a trace of stars constellation on her path. You are really curious about this creature, but you can’t open your mouth to ask him. Unconsciously, you squeeze your hand as your teeth dig on the plush on your lips. How can you ask something about her without giving it away?

“ Ooooh” She drags her sentence long, snaps you out of the dreamy state. “ You even give her your cloak. And look, the traveler is holding hand with Y/N.” The little fairy teases loudly, and with her volume, you think she’s trying to tell the whole world Aether is finally, painfully his dying love to his crush.

But you don’t think he’s thinking this holding your hand means anything particular to him. He’s so natural and used to holding this hand, that he doesn’t even question or react to your sudden locking of pinky together. This must be hand in hand means nothing to him, right?

You can’t say Paimon teasing isn’t affecting you at all, even though the majority of her word is directed to Aether, you can still feel the burn from your neck and ears as you lower your eyes and stare at your boots.

Next to you, Aether occasionally lets out chuckles and witty remarks, but his gaze fleets on your figure (too many times he admits).  His eyes soften as he witnesses the shade of pink spread on your neck and cheek. At how you shyly stare at your boots, while Paimon still goes on and on about his past.

He would love to see you getting flustered more, but he shouldn't tease you too much, since you might run away from him. So, Aether changes the topic and cuts the long rant from his passionate wing-woman.

“Aren’t you hungry? We should have some food at the Good Hunter. There is still sometimes before the party at Angel Share.”

With Paimon being herself, the little girl quickly lets out squeaky happy noises and dashes toward the gate, twirling a few rounds listing all the dishes she is going to order. The blond male can already feel his wallet screaming inside his pocket, but he doesn’t mind when today, he has achieved something he has always dreamt of.

As her voice slowly fades, you raise your head and look around, just to realize there are only you and him alone again. As he takes your hand, the blond angel leads you toward the city gate, his passionate gaze burns a hole in your skull. You finally ask.

“ What is it?”

“ Do you mind holding my hand when walking in the city?” Aether winces at his voice crack. He has already messed it up, hasn't he? “I m-mean you don’t have to do it if-” As the blond stammers and you gently squeeze his hand in reassurance.

“ I don’t mind.” You happily beam at him brightly. Shifting closer, your shoulder next to his shoulder, the sound of your borrowed cloak and his shirts rustle. You yearn up and let your lips graze lightly on his cheek.

“After all, I have a boyfriend to show off to everyone in the city.”

Poof. Instantly, the flustered, red cheek Aether with his panicking, darting eyes around wildly. Heh, he is so cute. You can’t help getting addicted to teasing him. But with you spelled word by word out for him now, there should be no more misunderstanding and painful oblivious pining anymore.

While you are giggling at his amusing reaction, the young male leans closely to your face, his forehead touches yours. His nose touches your and his lips are just a breath away. Your breathing slowly mingles as your eyes fall deep into his luscious eyes.

“You can’t do something like that and not expect me to not kiss you.” Aether breathlessly confesses his hot breath fans on your face, golden orbs captivating and mesmeric. “It’s not fair for you to look so… kissable.” Your breath hitches at his sultry voice and the flushed look on his face. Did you, perhaps, trigger something inside him?

You can only let out a muffled sound of his name before everything is swallowed down. . . . . .

Maybe drinking that mysterious bottle of peach juice in your fridge isn't so bad after all. You just wonder how long does that magical potion going to last? Is it going to be like Cinderella, until midnight? Or is it after 3 days, from its expiry date?

Whatever is the case, you don’t mind Halloween gets a little magical and spicier than its origin.

#aether x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin aether #clarissalance #fluff #a bottle of peach juice #isekai #kissing #halloween special #teyvat #mondstadt #no beta we die like rex lapis

[clarissalance]

A sneak peck on the corner of your lips

Pairing: Xingqiu x G/N!reader, Chongyun, mention of Xiangling and Liyue trio

Warning: a peck, hugging, reader and Xingqiu are the same age 

Word count: 3943

Summary: You are going on a ghost-hunting trip with Chongyun and Xingqiu to Mingyun village.

A/N: Last time I said I’m going to write shorter fic, well, my fingers accidentally slip and tada, here it is. I feel like this Xingqiu is a little bit too shy compare to the game but I want to make him blush (or any character in general). This one takes me quite a long time to write but I hope you all enjoy it. Maybe I should write Venti next, I totally forgot his birthday until my feed was flooded with his fanart. I’m sorry Bartobas ;-;   Anyhow, please shower Xingqiu with a lot of love!! He’s the reason why I can pass abyss floor 11. 

Picture credit: Pinterest. ( I really don’t know the author of this picture. If you find the source, please comment so I can add. Thank you (❁´◡`❁) ) 

Hanging out with the Liyuen trio has always been an adventure full of thrill and excitement. Usually, there would be someone who ends up with all troubles and mischiefs the other two sets up. Chongyun is our center, holding a strike 10 times in a row, while Xiangling sometimes gets bombed by them, but it’s nothing compared to our popsicle boy. Xingqiu, you have never heard of him getting into any troubles, but he has been the famous one in the town for plotting pranks and tricks. The victim is Chongyun, and he’s somehow still very oblivious, despite many times falling into the holes.

Maybe the boy is just too naïve and trusting for his own good. 

“ Xiangling is not coming today. ”  Xingqiu announces, successful getting your attention and Chongyun’s.  “She’s busy with the restaurant, so today, there will be only three of us.” Letting out a commital sound, you return your focus back onto the unfinished charm on your hand, fingers skillfully waving through the strings. 

“ Guess we’re off to Mingyun then.” Chongyun stands up abruptly from his seat, the sound of clothes rustling together. “I got a reliable intel this time about a ghost there.” 

Glance up from the unfinished charm, you shoot a questioning look to Xingqiu, to which he sends you a wink and a charming smile. The source of ‘reliable intel’ Chongyun is telling you here definitely comes from Xingqiu. Somehow, the boy has managed to stay away from the Chongyun’s suspicion list, even after those obvious unrealistic intel disguise as pranks. You wonder how has he manage to deceive the poor exorcist this time. 

“Chongyun, there are only hilichurls in Mingyun village. No one is there.” You state the obvious. How can he fall for this so many times? The light blue hair boy turns at you and tilts his head in confusion, waiting for you to anticipate more details. He is really dense, isn’t he? 

“ So, how did you get intel about a spirit at the place if there is no one lives there?” Letting out a huff, you fold your arm, feet tapping impatiently.  

“ Someone sends me the request this morning.” He pulls out a white envelope in his pocket and hands it to you, smiling a bit enthusiastically. The envelope has no trace that indicates sender, yet the exorcist assures you it’s a reliable source. You have no idea what his standard of ‘reliable' is anymore. 

Inside the envelope is an expensive-looking card, the curving and neat writing dances on the piece. Bringing the paper closer, you can faintly make out the scent of floral perfume mingles with the fresh wooden smell of crisp paper. “By the look, this looks more like a love letter than a request of exorcism to me. You’re sure it’s not from one of the maidens?” A little further away, you can hear the sound of someone choking on breath and a muffled laugh. Chongyun then mutters something about no one would send him a love letter anyway. Oh, so he doesn’t know then. Did this boy live under a rock or something? 

This is too well-crafted for a mere prank. Did Xingqiu handwriting improve this much over the past month? Eyeing the blue boy suspiciously, you carefully watch his interaction with the young exorcist while reading the content. 

This letter is pretty legit, but you’re still very suspicious of a certain someone over there who meticulously crafts this. If you ask, will he answer truthfully or skit around the subject again? 

Putting the card back into the envelop and return them to Chongyun, you finally raise your hand in defeat. Coming with them might be a better solution, in case the exorcist condition gets out of control, you can help Xingqiu carry him back.  

“Fine, let’s see the spirit ourselves then.” You stand up, hand dusting your clothes. “ If we’re lucky enough, we might be able to see the adepti on the mountain before catching the ghost.” Shrugging, you beam brightly at the shoulder-shaking Xingqiu and the scratching-head Chongyun. You can already guess what will happen in the village after so many times witnessing Xingqiu’s prank. Is this what we called… experiences? 

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Mingyun village is located on a mountain and surrounded by many dried up ores mines, which result in people leaving their homes and moves to the Chasm and Harbor. As your group slowly trek to the written address, you notice an unusually high activity of hilichurls. It’s common for them to move to an abandoned village but isn’t this a little too much? From broken bridge connect the Guili Plain, there are many groups clustering, wandering among themselves. Even Chongyun tries to avoid them, not jumping on their head as usual. 

Imagine fighting this many hilichurls, you don’t think your group can make it back to the harbour in one piece. Padding quietly, you walk faster toward Xingqiu, hoping to stick close to him. At least if fighting is bounded to happen, he can protect you. The young master still keeps his unfazed face, following Chongyun while eyes glued on his book. You remember he already finished reading this book?   

“ Psstt.” You whisper. “ Are you sure we’re heading the right way? That direction is crowded with monsters.” From here, they can barely see the beast but you can sense an abundant amount over there. 

“ It’s this way. It’s marked on the map.” Chongyun answers, eyestrain on a piece of paper, which results in his misstep and tripping. Behind, Xingqiu looks up and worriedly calls out to be careful. You trust Chongyun map-reading skill, but right now, you’re very concerned about his navigation. How can he navigating if he does not even look at the road? 

As the scorching sun blazing down the heat, big droplets of sweat dripping down your forehead, and your shirt starts to stick on your skin. Ah, you forgot summer has arrived. The path is sun-drenched, not a single shade can be found. The sweltering heat in this village is almost unbearable, despite the area is borderline with Dragonspine. How can not a single breeze from Dragonspine drift to this area? 

As you lazily following the group, your mind starts going into vacation mode. You imagine staying under the shade, enjoy the cool breeze and munching ice cream. The village is quite close to Yaoguang Shoal, maybe you can convince the guys to head down there after they finish their task. In this weather, dipping your feet in the cold water while enjoying popsicles are the best. Stealing some from Chongyun might not be that bad. 

Next to you, the Chongyun and Xingqiu are not affected as much as you, maybe because they carry visions? You wonder how their visions help them to cool down? 

“ Xingqiu.”  You call, hand fanning your face. The boy looks up from his book, humming, unfazed by the boiling weather. Is he not feeling hot at all? Under all of those long sleeve shirt? 

“Can we hold hand?”

As soon as the question leaves your mouth, some things don’t feel right. Did you phrase it, a little bit weird? 

The cerulean-haired boy chokes on his saliva, eyes widen in surprise, almost drop his precious rare novel. You think you definitely phrase it wrong. 

“ Are you okay?” Chongyun turns back abruptly after noticing the coughing sound, his blue eyes filled with worries.

Xingqiu shakes his head and waves his hand, motioning the exorcist to turns back to his map. After a few second of heaving, he finally returns back to normal, shooting you stinky eyes and put his book away. It’s not your fault that he chokes on his own saliva. He chokes it by himself. 

“Why would you want… to hold my hand?” Xingqiu questions, cringing at his cracking voice. 

“Don’t you feel hot under this weather?” You point your finger at the sky, bright rays hitting your face. Xingqiu nods in confusion, still not understand how your request related to this question. 

“If we hold hand, maybe you can share with me some of your coolness.” 

Xingqiu stares owlishly at you, and you elaborate more on how the pyro transfers heat through physical touch, and maybe, hydro has a similar mechanism. 

As you explain, you notice how his shoulders shaking, while his face remains perfectly calm, except for the betraying light curve on his mouth. Is he trying to contain his smile? 

Finally, Xingqiu folds in half and blurts out in laughter, tears forming at the corner of his eyes. In between his howling, the boy breathlessly explains how you misunderstand the elements and visions aren't used for this situation.   

Potato, potato, you don’t believe the mischievous vision-holder over there has never tried using his vision for different purposes other than fighting.  

Your face burns up, you’re not sure if it’s because of the burning sun, or the embarrassment caused by the hydro user over there. Pouting, you turn away from him, stomping toward Chongyun direction instead.  

Hmph, if Xingqiu isn’t going to help you to cool down, then you’d have to ask the exorcist. Somehow, you already know the man is going to hesitate because it might disturb his congenital condition. Well, you’re just going to bribe him with two or three popsicles when you are coming back to the harbour. Nothing a little money can’t fix. And maybe a lot of persuasions too.

As soon as you make your mind, you rush toward Chongyun, calling out for the cryo user. The exorcist is a distance away from you both, and he doesn’t turn back even when you call out for him. Does this mean he didn’t hear the conversation between you and Xingqiu? 

   Casually skipping toward Chongyun, you call for him again-

“Chongyun, can I... ” before, suddenly hands from behind wrap around your neck, pull you into a wall of meat. You wince at the hard collision with the chest, sensation of callous fingers on your shoulder bring your longing desired: Coolness. Surprised by the sudden touch, you shoot your eyes wide open and crane your neck behind, immediately meet with a sly amber orb. 

What is he doing?

Followed by your call, Chongyun curiously turns back and his gentle light blue eyes unwavering. He doesn’t seem to be surprised at this scene. 

Does Xingqiu always this touchy? 

The young exorcist raises his brows at you but behind, Xingqiu waves his hand dismissive, successfully driving the young boy away, even before you can form your word. 

You see the exorcist shrugs and turns his attention back on the piece of paper, heading deeper into the abandoned village, distance between the cryo users and you two starts to grow.

You gawk shockingly into his small figure starts to get smaller, mouth gapes open slightly. 

Did Chongyun just leave you behind? What kind of cold-heart friend is he? He definitely saw you are being held back by Xingqiu, right? 

Behind, you hear Xingqiu mumbles something about Chongyun being ‘unbelievable’, ‘workaholic’ and ‘careless friend’. Shouldn’t you be the one who says that?   

All of a sudden, you realize your back touching his chest, his hands wrap around you from behind. From here, you can smell the faint vanilla and a mix of woody, musk scent. 

He reminds you of old books, the feeling of immersing yourself in a dusty library. 

Blood rushing to your face, and the first thing that comes to your mind is to escape from his hold. The hydro user somehow able to read your mind, his grip tightens, holding you close. 

In an intimate position, with you both fall in silence, your senses suddenly heighten. Even separated by layers of clothes, you can still feel the heat from Xingqiu. The rapid beat of your heart thumping in your rib cage, the coolness from his palm seeping slowly into your skin. 

Somehow his touch doesn’t cool you but heating you up more, your body slowly burns up like a furnace. “ C-can you let me go ?” You stutter, squirming helplessly inside the young hydro user, avoiding his teasing gaze.  

“ You asked me to touch you, so I comply with my liege's request.” 

“ I didn't ask you to touch me.” You quip back at the shameless hydro user, body twisting weakly inside his hold, the sound of clothes rustling. How come you both learn martial arts, yet your strength is nothing compared to him?  

“ This is not holding a hand.” You point out at his long arms wrap just under your neck, sulky. “ And stop hugging me. It’s burning in here.” 

Xingqiu gives you a grin, amber orbs shoot you a questioning gaze. Well, it’s not true. His long-sleeved are rolled up, exposing the long slender arms, now is pressing on the thin layer of fabric, resonating with coolness. It feels like hydro is running under the vein of his arm. His fingers wrap on your shoulder, constantly transferring the calming sensation of flowing water. 

 “Isn’t this position more efficient than holding hand?” The hydro lazily rests his face on your shoulder, smirking devilishly. You have to admit this is much cooler than holding a hand, but this is too intimate. Flustered by his alluring gaze, you turn your head away, feet start moving toward the exorcist direction. 

“W-we sh-ould catching up with Chongyun, he’s quite far away.” Stammering like a mess, you point your finger at the general direction where the exorcist was heading, the image of a light blue boy is getting smaller, slowly mending into the heat under the scorching furnace resting on your head. A chuckle is followed, but Xingqiu doesn’t say anything else, hands still wrap loosely around you, trailing steps after you. 

You are too naïve to think that walking fast will break his hold. The young master of Feiyun Commerce Guild has proved your effort is futile. He effortlessly adjusts to your pace even when you purposefully try to quicken your step or stop abruptly. He doesn’t faze by your antic, instead, leaning close to your ear and blow hot air into your ears teasingly, knowing well how flustered you are. 

From here, you can see Chongyun still having his eyes glued on the piece of paper, still not noticing his companions drift far behind him. Indeed he is careless, maybe you two should keep a close distance to protect him. 

“ Are you getting cooler?” Xingqiu suddenly leans close, his face just a few inches away from yours. 

You hold your breath in silence, heart almost drops at his close proximation. Can he not scare you like that? “ It's getting cooler.” As much as you tempted to elbow the hydro user away, you know how hot it will be without having his arms wrap around you, so you easily give in. 

The two of you keep a decent pace while the boy wraps his hand around you, clinging like a koala. Look around, you realize this place is mostly dry trees somehow manage to root in the barren soil, broken wagons and holed baskets lying around in this place. Luckily, this area has much fewer hilichurls compares to the entrance of the village. Look like they’re also trying to find a shade in this weather. This place is closed to Dragonspine, and you still have no idea how the land doesn’t receive a single cool breeze from the frosted city.  

“Why did you pull me back earlier?” Hesitantly, you ask him. 

Xingqiu let out a confusing sound, not registering your question. Should you elaborate some more?     

  “When I was calling out to Chongyun.” You quickly add, trying to keep your voice steady and casual.  

“ Oh, that.” He hums, his arms tighten around you. Why did he even hold you closer than before? You didn’t try to pry off his hug, why all of a sudden? 

“ Because…  you were… about to ask Chongyun to h-hold your hand right?” Freeze at his words, you twist your neck, curious at the face he is making right now. It’s rare for him to sound this uncertain about something. As a second son of the Guild Manager of one of the biggest trading guild in Liyue, the young man has been trained to speak with perfection. Every word coming from this young man is carefully formulated and spoken with utmost confidence. 

 As you face him, the young man furrows his brows, amber eyes fill with hesitant and worried. Why is he acting like this? A sudden wave of guilt washing your stomach, uneasiness slowly sinks deep into your skin. 

You… are not supposed to call out for Chongyun?

 “ B-but you laugh at me when I explain about the coolness exchange?” Tilting your head in confusion, you can’t help to not follow the hydro user thoughts. He refused you first, wasn't he? It should be normal for you to find Chongyun instead. The exorcist will probably agree to anything as long as he can help. “Wouldn’t it make more sense if I go to find Chongyun instead?” 

“And holding hand with Chongyun? Archon, no!” Your skin jumps as Xingqiu raises his voice, and you have no idea what tickles him. Why fuzzing over something so trivial like this? 

“ We always hold hands. There’s nothing wrong with it.” You can’t help to shoot back. “ You also hold his hand too.” 

“N-no, our holding hand is different.” He can weakly defend, trying to rack his brain out to think of a time when they hold hands. He gives up soon afterwards. “Besides, you shouldn’t be holding hands with anyone.” 

“ For your information, this is much more scandalous than holding hand.” You meekly point out, finger poking on his arm bares smooth skin. Twist back, you lean in closer, eyes crinkle into the shape of crescent moons. “And what’s wrong with us kids holding hand?”   

  Xingqiu can’t help but let out a defeated sigh, face drops down your shoulder and sulky buries his face in the crook of your neck.  His hot breaths tickle the sensitive skin, cerulean locks brushing your cheek. Under his breath, you can barely make out his muffle word, saying something about don’t understand. 

You slowly trek toward Chongyun’s direction, humming along with familiar tunes. Sudden changes from Chongyun and Xingqiu have no longer made you felt lonely or sadden. Boys at this age are unusual. They aren’t being closed with you as before, no longer inching close to you or hugging you from behind. They are more cautious when being close with you, more mindful when your fingers accidentally graze their.  

If you ask them directly, will they answer you why they're acting like a married woman, always jumping every time you innate skinship?   

You have a feeling they probably won't answer that. 

“ /N… Y/N! ”

Abruptly, you raise your head, forehead almost hitting with Xingqiu’s. Your face is a breath away from his, so close that you can see his long lashes fluttering like a butterfly, shying away from the captivating eyes. His porcelain skin is smooth and flawless, a sudden urge tells you to caress it. A blush slowly creeping up his cheek, and finally, the hydro user shies away, staring at the road.   

Xingqiu clears his throat. “ I was talking to you. You were spacing out again?” You can only offer him a sheepish smile. 

“ S-sorry, I was thinking about something.” 

Xingqiu looks up and stares at your face intently like he is trying to make his way into your maze-like mind. You shift away from his fierce gaze, but the hydro user is faster. His fingers easily catch your face, your cheeks fit perfectly into his cool smooth palm. Xingqiu lets out an amusing chuckle, fingers squishing your cheek playfully like a stress-reliever. 

You feel like he has you wrapped around his little finger, literally. 

“I don’t know what you were thinking, but whatever it is, it’s incorrect.” Despite the mean fingers toying your cheek, his voice is awfully soft and reassuring. Is he trying to comfort you? Carefully, you gloss your eyes over to his direction, observing the mischievous feature on his face slowly melts into a soft and mellow. 

Before you can enjoy the rare gentle side of his, the amber eyes slowly gleam with playfulness, and he leans closer, only stops when your face is just a breath away. His hot breath fanning on your cheek, tickling. He is so close to you, so close that if you tilt your head, our lips will meet. 

“ A moment ago, I said that you shouldn’t let any male hold your hand right?” His voice drops low, golden orb flickers like a torch. What is he planning again?  You carefully nod. 

He isn’t going to… bite you right? 

“ You see, holding hand...” The young man chuckles slyly, the arm was wrapped around your neck makes the way down and nudges into your hand, fingers interlocking. " can easily drifting to this." You turn back fully to face him, the other hand still glazes your cheek. 

“ They can easily slip their arm around you into a hug…” Slowly, the coolness in your palm slips away and snakes around your shoulder.  “Then, they can…” Xingqiu’s grip on your cheek slowly relaxes, fingers slowly inch down on your neck. 

Take a big gulp of saliva, you can only widen your eyes, nervously follow at the tracing fingers of his. His long digits don’t stop after wandering around your neck, they slowly creep up, follow your jaw, and then cup on your cheek. The cooling sensation you craved a moment ago now feels like frost nipping on your skin. Heart thumping loudly in the rib cage, you unconsciously hold your breath, waiting for his next move.    

In the comfortable silence, his thump delicately brushes your cheek, caressing the sensitive skin. You notice his touch is loving and delicate, it makes you want to snuggle your face into his palm, enjoying this lasting moment. 

“…then what?” You open your mouth impatiently, voice light and mushy. 

A light pinkish blush quickly dusts on his cheek, you feel the man in front of you tenses up, but he remains his eye contact with you, refuses to avoid your gaze. His lips quiver but nothing coming out. Is he… hesitating?  Finally, you hear him mumbles something quietly.   

…you

“ What ?” You cock your brows and inch closer, eyes training on his plump lip. They remain still. 

Feeling an intense gaze on your head, you feel a light squeeze on your cheek so you curiously tilt your chin up, just to see Xingqiu leans down and presses a light peck at the corner of your mouth.

His plump lips brush yours like a feather, almost non-touching. It’s soft and plush, but the moment only lasts for a few second. Abruptly, the coolness on your cheek leaves hastily, follows by his sleeveless arm around your shoulder. 

As soon as you realize what just happened, the young master of Feiyun Commerce Guild has already dashed away, leaving a burning tomato behind. You shyly lower your head, face heats up profusely.  Fingers slowly draw up to your lip, you recall the feeling of his lip touching yours. 

You feel like you can combust right here and right now.   

Unknownst to you, if you look in his direction, you might have spotted a pair of red ears and his inelegant falling on his butt.   

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[clarissalance]

Watermelon-flavored popsicle

Pairing: Xingqiu x g/n!reader, mention of Chongyun

Warning: light swearing, kissing, a lot of grammatically errors.

Word count: 3404

Summary: A coincident meeting between you and Xingqiu on Yaoguang Shoal might have changed your relationship.

A/N: Here is my come back for summer. This piece has been in my folder for so long but I just don’t want to check the errors and proofread. Luckily, I have found my motivation (no more wifi) and here is the piece. This one is inspired by imagination if I can go to the beach ( I hate corona).I hope you have fun reading this oneshot (and feel my desperation to enjoy the sunny beach) Next up will be Kazuha, I think :D. Please send Xingqiu a lot of love~~ (❤´艸｀❤)

Picture credit:  @polarbear43666 on Twitter. 

Summer in Liyue has always been sweltering, burning, and unbreathable. The sun stands proudly in the middle of clear azure sky, not a single cloud dare to tread near the glowing king, blocking the beam of lights shine down the city. 

Today is also another day of undesirable temperature. Even when the city is a harbor, the cool breezes from the sea can’t calm down the rising heat from the road, nor the glowing businesses or the flock of people going to the market. Living in the city for 5 years, you know not to tread near the market during working hours, so you decide to go somewhere quiet, relaxing and enjoyable. 

Yaoguang Shoal.      

Normally, you would have gone to a teahouse or a bookstore to escape the hot weather, but today, those areas are swamp with people. You might have a brief idea of why they would be so crowded in there. It can only be Yunjin performance, or the teahouse is having a giveaway.    

As much as you love to enjoy her breathtaking performance and intriguing stories, you wouldn’t risk getting trampled by those people. Maybe another day, when people aren’t packing inside the teahouse. 

As soon as you arrive at the shore, the thick scent of salt waffles around the tip of your nose, sounds of waves calmly splashing against the coast. Slowly, you remove your shoes and sink your feet down the fever-like golden sand, heading toward the white bubbles splashing waves. 

You should have brought a flip-flop instead of shoes. 

At the burning sensation on the sole of your feet, you start sprinting toward the nearby small patches of grass hiding under a gigantic shade, hoping to save your sensitive skins. 

As soon as you jump on the lump of grass, you can’t help letting out a painful hiss, jumping like a grasshopper on the surface. This place isn’t very far from the water, maybe you can put on an umbrella here and enjoy the breathtaking scenery.  

Afar, you can see a few white cranes enjoying the cold water while looking for fishes, bathing under the scorching heat. Propping yourself on your knee, you sit down and enjoy the feeling of wind combing through your messy dark locks. From here, the sound of splashing water on the sand, the soothing sensation of a peaceful summer gently sinks down your skin.  

You’re lucky to find a shade in the middle of a shore, under the scorching sun glaring holes on your head. Unlike the harbor, Yaoguang shoal is much more breathable, the cool breeze brings the smell of sea salt dancing on your skin, slowly imbued your silky dark lock with the distinctive scent of the ocean. 

Letting out a lazy sigh, you leisurely drift into a slumber, opting for a relaxing nap while enjoying the sound of nature. 

How great is it to not have someone disturb you? 

“Y/N?” 

Maybe you speak too soon. 

Furrow your brows, you slowly open your eyes, annoyed by the sudden intrusion. The bright light clearly wants to pierce your eyes, but the figure moves closer and blocks the over-enthusiastic sun out of your gaze. You slowly sit up, squinting hard at the dark figure. 

“Xingqiu?”  Widen your eyes at the familiar shade of blue, you look at him quizzically. “What are you doing here?”

The male lets out a breathy chuckle and crouches down, letting light falls on his face.   

“Me? The weather is nice, so I’m strolling along the shore and enjoy the weather.” 

At your comical gaze drilling at his head, and the hydro user finally raises his hand in defeat. “ Fine, fine. I was on my way back to the Harbor after helping the traveler with some commissions.” 

“ The harbor is the other direction.” You dubiously point the opposite direction, a small gust of wind picking up and tousling your hair. “ If you’re heading this direction, Dragonspine is where you're heading.” 

 “What are you doing here?” The young man ignores your remark and changes the topic, eyes curiously wander down your lying body on the grass. 

“ Escaping the heat from the harbor.” You hum and scoot to the other side, sparing Xingqiu a space to sit. He must be drying staying that long under the sun. 

He quickly sits down next to you, slowly peeling his boots and socks away. The area is small, forcing you to stay close to him, your shoulders almost bumping into each other. As much as you love skinship, any physical contact is overbearing in this weather. The scenery would have been more romantic if you’re sharing body heat in the bizarrely cold Starglow Cavern.

Wait… why did Xingqiu sit down and remove his boots? Isn’t he supposed to go back to the harbor? 

“ You aren’t going back to the harbor?” You tilt your head and his side profile. 

“ I was, but I change my mind.” The blue figure has his eyes on the boots, unlacing the footwear. “Sitting here with you is much more breathable than cramping inside the teahouse and the bookstore.”

  …But you didn’t agree to let him stay in the first place. Why is he still here then? 

You just offer him a place to sit down in the shade, just because he was sweating profusely under the sun when you were talking to him. It’s called an action out of politeness!!! He isn’t supposed to take the offer and makes himself comfortable.

Great, now you’re stuck with a body heat that you desperate to get away from. Roll your eyes, you let your gaze fleet over the vast clear ocean in front of you. 

From here, you can slightly make out an outline of Guyun Stone Forest peeking behind the thickening clouds. That majestic scenery, the infamous fight between Osial and Res Lapis, you wonder how big that fight was to create a whole island with a gigantic unique shape?  After thousands of years, you can still feel the rumbling energy threatening to break the seal of lord of Geo, yet something manages to force them down. Perhaps, there might be someone there securing the seal, holding the remaining pieces together. What would happen if that seal finally breaks again? Will the entire harbor engulfed by the anger of the lord of Vortex, or, will the new Geo archon will defend it?    

“A mora of your thought?” A youthful voice calls out, and you whirl your head in his direction. “ You look so deep in thought.” 

“ Ah… I was just thinking about the Guyun Stone Forest.” You shyly scratch your head, eyes don’t meet his. You totally forgot someone is sitting next to you. Xingqiu doesn’t comment, he lets his gaze drift to the Stone Forest, and the silence falls. 

This time you don’t let your eyes stray to the exalted scenery hiding away under those clouds. Instead, you observe the hydro user, who is just a few inches away. His features are soft, yet so define. The sharp eyes, the slope of his nose, and the plush lips. Under the smooth cerulean locks is his signature amber orb. You have always felt enamored under his gaze ever since you first met. That golden eyes are always filled with the determination and sharpness of a predator. You love it when the soft, bubbly Xingqiu turns sharp, or when he’s practicing his swordsmanship.   

“Take a picture, it will last longer.” The hydro user says, his voice remains calm and unwavering, almost make you mistake for someone else. “ How is my face?” 

“ Utterly unacceptably handsome.” Propping yourself on your elbow, you stare into his deep eyes, answer honestly, try to hold your scoff. 

Xingqiu doesn’t comment on your compliment but tilts his head the other way, avoiding your hawking gaze. Obviously, he knows you like to mess with him, trying to pull a reaction out of the shameless nonchalant friend when you’re bored. How you wish he would at least give you an entertaining reaction. 

You remember those days when Xingqiu and Chongyun are easily flustered. Nowadays, only Chongyun is still affected by your antic. How does that popsicle boy not immune to your frequent teasing is also a big mystery you’re looking for an answer to. 

“ You shouldn’t say someone is handsome if you don’t mean it.” After a while, the calm hydro user is back, composed, and relax. How can he be so lax in this atrocious weather, you don’t want to know. 

“ But… you’re handsome ?” 

“ You’re just trying to make me fluster.” He replies, a blush slowly creeps on his cheek. You don’t know why he’s trying to deny your compliment. He’s handsome, and you’re just using that fact to turn him into a tomato. Why does it sound like he’s trying hard to convince himself his face isn't aesthetic to look at? 

You open your mouth but close it. Speechless, you don't know how do you convince him that you honestly compliment his features, not… uh baiting him? Do your compliments sound like cheap-ass flirtatious attempts people usually get in a combo when they visit the tavern?   

Your motive isn’t as pure as it can be but your compliment does: honest, and authentic. How could he twist your words into something so scandalous like that? Outrageous! 

Your lips part to speak, but something cold and hard is shoved inside, and your olfactory bulbs almost explode with flavor (and numbing cold). The feeling of fruity sweetness seeps on your tongue, with a tingle of refreshing feeling dancing on top. Glaring dagger at Xingqiu, you notice his gloating face while biting the signature blue popsicle. Did Chongyun give that to him? 

Plug the freezing item out of your mouth, the vibrant pinkish color glowing under the sun, slowly dripping down your hand. It is a watermelon-flavored popsicle. He could have handed it to you nicely instead of almost choking you off and stop your sentence like that. Nevertheless, you still enjoy the watermelon-flavored popsicle while pouting at the young man. 

“ Where did you get this?” In between you lick, you look up at him, surprised to see half of the popsicle has disappeared. Did he just chomp all that in less than a minute? 

“I bought it, of course, food doesn't fall from the sky.” This young man is much more handsome when he has his mouth closed. You are really contemplated whether to use your handkerchief to shove down his throat. Or maybe a rock could do the job well too. 

“So, pay me.” Xingqiu suddenly brings his hand to your face, mischief glowing in his amber eyes. The audacity of this hydro user must have rocketed the sky after so long not having a good fight. You give him a forced smile while elbow him in the stomach, voice dangerously low. 

“ Our friendship doesn’t even worth a single popsicle? Really Xingqiu, I’m so disappointed.” You fake a sigh, head shaking in disapproval.  

The god-damned bastard avoids your blow without a hitch and even slithers his hand on your waist to tickle you. Oh, he must be looking for death this time. 

With the popsicle still inside your mouth, you sneakily raise your hand, attempting to push Xingqiu into the lava-like sand as revenge. It'd be a perfect touch to your lovely afternoon to see him tumbling on the group while jumping like a hissing cat. 

How naïve of you, to think that he doesn’t spot your little antic. This is the young man always out-performing you in every aspect, even in eating a popsicle. 

Without even looking at you, he catches your wrist effortlessly while still licking the ice cream. His body relaxes, compare to you, who almost tumbling toward him if he doesn't hold you in place. In a panic, you try to wriggle yourself out of his hold, but the young man only tightens his hold, remains unfazed by your swinging attempt to fling his hand out of your wrist. 

“ Let me go Xingqiu!” Instead of laughing at a hissing Xingqiu tumbling on the sand, you become the angry cat here. 

“ So you can hit me? Of course not.” He replies gloatingly, chins lackadaisical, his fingers wrap tightly around your wrist. 

“It’s hot.” 

“ Eat your popsicle then.” His hand holding your wrist brings up to point at the melting ice cream on your hand. “It’s melting.”

Of course, everyone can see that. Shooting pointed gaze at him, you try to shake the tight grip on your wrist a few more times, but nothing avails. He doesn’t let go, and your other hand is busy holding the popsicle. If you have another one, maybe you can peel off his fingers. Too bad you only have 2 hands. 

Sigh out in defeat, you give Xingqiu stink eyes before turning your attention back to the watermelon popsicle, occasionally look down at his grip to find an escape route. You don’t believe you can’t escape from his grasp! 

The hydro user doesn’t let your hand go after he finished his popsicle, instead, he slumps down with one cheek resting in his hand, staring at your face blatantly. You don’t usually mind but being gawked at while eating isn’t as comfortable as you thought. 

“ What?” Finally, you look up to face the mischievous blue boy. 

“ Can I have a bite?” 

“ Obviously n-” He doesn’t wait for your answer and leans in. Your first reaction is to be dodged away, but the sneak has your wrist pinned on the grass, forcing you to stay still. 

As soon as you realize your immobile state, Xingqiu is a few inches away from your face, licking the popsicle, and then biting off the edge near the stick. His smooth cheek brushes past your fingers, the deep blue locks fall on his face. From here, you inhale a hint of mint and sweet vanilla. Instead of the familiar scent of woodsy musky of old books, you notice a whiff of summer and salt on him. 

Stunted by his sudden closeness, you remain to freeze even after he pulls away. 

“W-wh-what did you j-just do?” To your horror, you stutter. Not once, but twice.

“Eat your popsicle.” 

As nonchalant as ever, he shrugs while swiping the remains on his lips, like he isn’t the one who just leans in so close to you. You are too dazed to even realize the popsicle hang close to your mouth is dripping down your clothes. 

Startle at the coldness, you hastily look down and scrunch your face at the mess. Ugh, it’s because of him, again! 

“ Need me to eat that for you?” he offers, but you swear you hear a hint of playfulness glinting in his voice. Quickly, you bite off the remaining before he can steal another bite, forget how sensitive your gum is. The result, you can already imagine, is brain freeze. 

Hissing at the sudden burst of frost blooming in your mouth, unconsciously grab on Xingqiu, squeezing his hand tightly while squirming vigorously. You shouldn’t have bitten off the whole thing, even when it melts. Hand in hand, you can feel the warmth of his fingers caressing your wrist, and they slowly move down and intertwine with yours. That opportunistic guy. 

During that heated moment, you remember yourself instinctively looking for a source of heat. At one point, your brain decided to throw the remaining sanity out the window. It convinces your body that the crook of his neck is the best source of warmth to melt the overbearing sensation in your mouth. And your body decides to do without giving another thought. 

Face buries deep in his neck, you are engulfed in his strong musky scent, naturally, you freeze dead on your track. 

What have you done? 

How do you get up? 

How can you look at his eyes now? 

With the dreading thoughts constantly running around your mind, you can only hit your head on his shoulder blade in shame, earning a rumbling chuckle from the young man. 

“ Don’t laugh!” Your whiny voice is muffled by his clothes. Upon your request, he doesn’t stop at a chuckle but starts to wheeze, chest rumbling. Your cheeks burn crisp with embarrassment, yet you can’t find a single hole to hide. 

“ Hahaha… Why did you do that?” He bursts out ungracefully, his shoulder shaking vividly. Xingqiu is teasing you on purpose!!  

You also want to ask why did you do that too. Why did you do that without even thinking about the consequence again? 

“ Stop laughing!” The audacity of this boy, after you told him to stop laughing, he snorts louder and teases you more. You thought this chivalrous nobleman would only snort for a few minutes,  then he would comfort you like the novel. Too bad, life isn’t as predictable as the novels. What you expect is the comforting hug, or his hand patting your head reassuringly. What you get instead is a never-ending tease and the constant re-telling of the scenario in an out-of-breath voice. 

Moving away from his neck, you pout and sulky. Despite being under the shade and cool sea breezes, you feel the heat rushing at the back of your neck and on your cheeks, a friendly reminder. Fingers fondling the edge of your shirt, you pretend to be deaf at the puff of his laugh. Is it too late for you to move to Inazuma and never see him again?

 Actually, it might be better to start avoiding than do nothing. 

You attempt to stand up abruptly and prepare to sprint off, fleeing away from the young hydro user who is making himself relax next to you. 

Notice the use of the word here: “attempt”.

Xingqiu quickly sees through your plan before you can start it.

  Unlike last time, he saw your movement and stopped your hand in the mid-air. This time, he is a step ahead and caught your chin between his fingers, tilting your head toward him, his mesmerizing golden eyes pierce through you. 

Catch-off-guard by his sudden closeness, the unsuccessful plan is extinguished at the back of your head.

Out of everything, why would he choose this way for your attention? You feel like you have no sanity left every time he does something intimate. 

How weak are you for him? 

The deep amber orbs study you intently like he’s trying to ingrain your face into his memories. The glimmering eyes always full of mischief and playfulness now is like an abyss, easily pull you in and spiraling into the darkness. The bubbly, transparent Xingqiu is replaced by a mature, mysterious, and charismatic man.

The distance between you slowly shorten, and finally, he’s a breath away. You nervously hold your breath, eyes widen at his every movement. Being this close, you can see his fluttering lashes, his sudden quicken breathing, and his plump lips dangling like a piece of meat in front of your hungry gaze. What is this feeling of heat rising up to your chest? 

Like a moth drawn into flame, your eyes follow when his tongue darts out to wet the soft kissable pad, his lips transform into pinkish color, just like the watermelon popsicle. 

Butterflies roaming inside your stomach, your fuzzy mind lets out a weak resistance, telling you to turn away, escape from the cradle of his finger on your chin. 

However, your instinct gives in.

You part your lips and angle up, time stops when his lips meet yours. It is a light brush, yet you can feel your heart pounding wildly inside your chest as the mint frosty scent invades your sense. Your breath slowly turns labored, yet all you can focus on is how soft he felt on your lips and how addicting he’s tasting on your tongue.

When your visions start to blur, and your legs threaten to give out, you finally decide to part away, but the hydro user has his hands cupping on your cheek doesn't think so. 

“Let me taste you again.” Xingqiu whispers, his voice deep and smooth like velvet. 

And then he pulls you in, claiming your mouth again, passionate and intense. He tastes like the watermelon popsicle you just ate, like a sunny summer you used to love, like a soaring kite in the sky. 

You don’t think you hate the feeling of his lips on yours.      

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin xingqiu #summer #hot weather #popsicle #a kiss #clarissalance #no beta we kayak like tim #fluff #romance #friend to lovers #xingqiu x reader #xingqiu x y/n #oneshot #beach #sweating like hell #I proofread this with no wifi ;-;

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Wolves

Pairing: Kaeya x fem!Reader, Diluc, Crepus

Warning: minor swearing, cheesy flirt, dry humour

Summary: All men are wolves.

A/N: Muahaha I have came back and brought you the blatant cheesy flirt. Welcome to the first lesson of flirting with Kaeya. Lol, guess who is coming next? 

Also, I’m planning to write a wind-trace fic because the game is so fun. (p/s: I waste 3 hours playing it) Guess who is in it? 

Okay, the first fic for my lover boy. Please give Kaeya a lot of love!! (*￣3￣)╭ 

Another beautiful day, another day of wasting the lovely weather to stay inside the study room, bury your head into the pile of books next to you. You let your eyes wander to the window again, gazing rays of light fleeting through the window, golden hues on the wooden floor. Tiny specks of dust accumulate overnight, fluttering around the curtain. Outside, the chirping birds bathing under the sun, casually chilling on the window. Oh, how you wish you would be able to relax like those carefree animals.  

“You might burn the birds crips the longer you stare at it.” Startled by the quiet voice, your head snaps toward the blue-haired teenage direction, and you can’t help but scowl at his statement. You can’t be the only person in the room who wants to go out and play. Knowing Kaeya, he’s definitely trying to find an excuse to end the class early. 

The only person who is diligent, hard-working, and does not have thought about leaving this room is the young master Diluc. The young man is sitting opposite you, eyes burning holes on the thick textbook. 

Archon, how can a 16 years old overly enthusiastic person like him enjoy the excitement of reading Descartes philosophy? Maybe he is the only child in Mondstadt, no, maybe in the whole Teyvat who enjoys something torturous like that. Shivering at your own thought, you shift your chair closer to Kaeya, giving Diluc a terror gaze.      

“Aren’t you going to finish the essay?” Pointing at the half-full parchment on the table, you ask. “ Diluc and I already finish it.” 

“ Oh, how do I know? How am I suppose to understand Kant and Descartes theories, and then link them to deductive and inductive reasoning?"  Kaeya lets his finger running through the silky blue hair and pulls them out of frustration. On the other side, Diluc shoots him a glare, annoyed by his brother complaint. 

 “How did you guys do it?” Kaeya asks boredly, his finger pokes the quill. 

You put your hand under your chin, beaming him charmingly.  “ You know Kaeya, it is something I call improvisation. Words just flow out of my tip.” Under your lashes, you can see his cheek dusting pink. Cute! 

“ Just read the books, and you will get it.” Diluc unhelpful adds. 

Both of you stare at red-head incredulously. Is he being serious? 

Like always, Kaeya knows he can not take your advice to heart. One is a genius, and the other is just pure luck.  

Suddenly, the door is burst open, and you quickly shove your feet into the shoes, eyes darting to see the intruder. Internally, you hope that person is not lady Elizabeth, your etiquette teacher. Your blood runs cold at the thought. You can already imagine her sharp tones commenting how horrendous and un-ladylike your act is. 

“How is your study going?” A deep, strong voice booming from the back, and finally, you get let out a breath. Diluc looks up from his book, beams brightly at the man. 

“ We are done with homework, father. These are just extra reading.” Well, for the record, these are his extra readings, not yours. And Kaeya hasn’t finished his 2 feet scrolls of essay yet. 

Master Crepus nods in satisfaction. “ If that is finished, you kids can take a break. The young lady from the Gunnhildr family is here with her father. Maybe you can give her some accompanies.”  The middle-aged man directs the words at you, maybe feeling guilty for leaving a young lady like you in his two sons care. 

Your parents left you in the Ragnvindr care every Summer because of their hectic schedules and frequent business trips at this time of the year. In addition, your mother says it is essential for you to have good relationships with the heir of Ragnvindr and his brother. “Maybe you will need their help someday.” She left it vaguely. 

“ Are you guys going to drink again?” Kaeya suspiciously questions, his eyes glinting with playfulness. 

“ Hey, what’s wrong with men having a drink together?” Crepus defensively retorts, notices how Diluc gives him a disproving gaze.

“ When you guys grow up, you would enjoy it too.” The three let out opposing noises, clearly not having the same idea as him. The man waves dismissively return back the topic. 

“ Let’s come down to greet the head of Gunnhildr first.” He heads toward the door, down the hallway.   

“And be nice to the young lady, boys.” The master emphasizes the phrase, his eyes pinning at the guilty-looking Kaeya and the absent-minded Diluc. Finally, he exits the room, not forgetting to close the door. 

“ Father says as if we don’t treat people nicely.” Kaeya pouts, right after Crepus footstep drifting away from the study. “ The workers never complain anything about our behaviours, right Luc?” 

Sitting next to him, you can't help but let out a snort. He dares to say that? Kaeya raises eyebrows at you, annoyed by your shaking shoulder. The boy in red has a blank face, maybe not interested. 

“ First, you guys ignore me for 2 weeks when I just came here.” You burst out in laughter, recalling back at the very first memory when you just arrived here.

“When I tried to approach, you both avoided me like the plague.” Your whole body is shaking vigorously, tears forming at the corners of your eyes. This is too hilarious! Somewhere in between, you can spot Diluc burning cheek. 

“ Haha, and haha-later,” You can hardly breath, laughter bubbling up. “Adeline told me your reason is ‘It's b-because she doesn’t have a willie.' ” Dramatically air-quoting, you even imitate their stuttering childish voices. This earns you a pointed glare from Diluc and a smack in the arm from Kaeya, but a good laugh is always worth it. 

Both of them freeze on their tracks, faces puff red as tomatoes, steaming almost coming off their ears. If the young heir is to wear a red suit, you are sure he can blend in well with the mansion roof. 

Diluc shifts stiffly in his chair and abruptly stands up, heading toward the exit. Maybe he is too embarrassed at the mention of his dark childhood. 

“Where-haha, are you going, Luc?” You are still in the middle of your giggling, noticing how Diluc is dashing to the door. Letting out a coughing fit, he quietly mumbles. 

 “ I'm going down to greet the Gunnhildr family.” His figure vanishes right behind the door, not letting you tease him further. Outside, the painful sound of Diluc tripping on his own feet make you almost fall off your chair. You have too many good laughs today. 

“Right, I-I should get going too.” Next to you, the blazing Kaeya remembers to dig a hole and hide. His hand slams hard on the table and the youthful teenager stands up, gracefully heading toward the door. Maybe he wants to avoid becoming another joke.  

" Ah, wait-" You follow instantly, but the moment you stand up, something slips, and the next thing you know, the ground is shaking, and you see the ceiling is getting further. 

Your first instinct is to grab the closest object, and then close your eyes, waiting for the painful impact with your head. Clench your jaw tightly, and you hold your breath, hoping it will hurt less if you tense your body. 

Right after tensing up, you feel someone just grab you by your shoulder, and your feet step on something bumpy. And then, your head makes an impact with something hard. A grunting is followed. 

Heart hammering in your chest, you cautiously peek, expecting yourself to see the ceiling, but instead, greet with an unusual sight. A pair of dark colour trouser paired with leather shoes. On top of it is your feet, loosely wore low heel is stepping on that leather shoes. Shit, you stepped on Kaeya. In a panic, you rush down from his painful sore feet, but your head jams in his ribs. He just let out another woeful sound.   

This time, you carefully keep your position in place, slowly remove each foot one by one, moving away from him. Craning your neck upward, you finally meet his gaze, his eyes are full of concern and uneasiness, spooked out by your sudden incident.

 “Did you hit your head hard?” Kaeya asks you nervously, his voice laced with anxiety. He must have been terrified when you slip. You shake your head, hands grabbing his shirt.

" I should be asking you that. Are you okay?" You give him a worrying gaze, your fingers running along his ribs, checking if your stone head broke anything. " I didn't break anything, right?" Hesitantly, you look into his deep blue eyes, noticing the diamond shape. Has he always has this in his eyes? 

Kaeya snorts inelegantly, shakes his head. " Your head is hard as a rock, but that much can't break my ribs yet." This earns him a hit on his arm. 

"Hey! I'm trying to be considerate, and this is how you treat me?" You jab him, hand purposely smack his chest, but he doesn't budge an inch. How strong is this guy? This time, you put all the force on your arm, slapping hard on his chest again. The young man in the blues shoot you a shit-eating grin, clearly not faze.  

 "How is my chest feeling?" He pokes, his palm engulfing yours. 

" Too hard for my liking." You give him a complex look, trying to escape from his tight grip but fail miserably. You wiggle your hand again, shaking off his iron clad. Why is he so strong? 

While you are attempting to flee from his firm grasp, the young man leans down, face an inch away from you. Flushing at the sudden closure, like usual,  you avoid his burning gaze. You hold your breath when your noses almost touch. What is this rascal doing again? 

" You shouldn't be touching men like that." Kaeya opens his mouth, saying something completely out of nowhere. You tilt your head in confusion, while your eyes travel down, you notice your hands still on his chest. O-oh, so he is saying about this. 

" I  don't normally touch random people." You mumble defensively, your eyes lower. " I was checking for your injury."

"They will misunderstand." Kaeya cuts in right after, not accepting the excuse. But why would they misunderstand? You are just being nice, right? 

Like he can understand what is going inside your mind, Kaeya reminds you.

"All men are wolves, you should be more be careful with them."   

You give him a confusing look. 

Kaeya is not one of them, right? 

Eventually, he let out a soft sigh and moves back, allowing you to savour your personal space. Just right after your throbbing heart finally calms down, he brings your tight-griped hand in his to his face. Your meet with his alluring look in his eyes. It is pulling you in, telling you to give in the temptation. Plump lips brush your knuckle teasingly, he blows a warm breath on the back of your hand. He gives you a saccharine smile.

" And if not be careful." His husky voice ringing in your ears, the numbing spark runs along your spine. "They might devour you." 

#kaeya x reader #kaeya alberich #genshin impact #genshin x reader #all men are wolves #fluff #romance #implication #bad chilhood memory #willies #clarissalance #diluc ragnvindr #crepus ragnvindr #kaeya ragnvindr

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I love the twin reaction. IT'S GOLD! My potato computer is on 299 pings and I am not sure how can I play the event at this rate 🙃. Please give me a tip to improve my ping (other than buying a new one)

#genshin impact #clarissalance #journey to inazuma #aether #lumine #spoiler #archon quest #their faces #aether genshin impact #lumine genshin impact #holy shit #they are so precious

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Can’t believe I c2 him today (っ °Д °;)っ Just by pure luck. Albedo is my first 5 stars characters I rolled by myself when his banner first appear. The man appears after 50 rolls while Bennett was still very far away. 

Anyhow, in his rerun banner, I try 1 roll and got Mona 😂, but before I already has 79 rolls since Yoimiya banner. Really, I can’t blame anyone but my awful terrible luck. However, the Chalk prince graced his majestic presence upon my poor as f2p after 20 rolls, after Mona came home. 

I was scared asf, but the andrenaline was pumping hard. Still got like 12k primogens yet, so why not try to pull another one. Worst case, I got c1 Qiqi and guarantee for the next banner (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ. 

Oh well, but Albedo, my husbando somehow knew that. And he took my whole primogen stock from 12k to 1300, around 60 rolls without him and c5 rosaria, c6 Bennett and Noelle. 

This time, without missing a beat, just a moment before I have to giving up his C2, the young alchemist came home. 63 rolls. My pocket is sticking with each other, as all I got remain is 600 primogens.  

And I still can’t get over the fact that he really came home without being near to pity or with guarantee. My terrible luck usually ends me up with 80 rolls per 5 stars character and I have only won guarantee once in my entire gacha game. Albedo C2 is a second time I won 50/50. o(≧∀≦)o

Well Mr. Kreideprinz, I spent all my primogens on you and currently farming new artifacts for you. Please, please, hit crit rate.  

#albedo kreideprinz #gacha story #gacha pulls #genshin impact #16k primogens gone in less than 30 mins #how am i going to roll for ayato then #ayato come late #genshin albedo #albedo banner #gacha experience #gorou pls come home early #clarissalance #ayato i am coming for u later #chalk prince #knight of favonius #alchemist genshin

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I need more smug Albedo o(*////▽////*)q

#genshin albedo #genshin impact #albedo kreideprinz #albedo main here #golden apple archipelago #genshin event #albedo smug #HIS SMIRK #how dare he look this good #husbando here i come #clarissalance #gif

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Lumine with her amazing expression. UwU, my daughter, she’s so cute and I cooed everytime she makes a face. Can’t believe her annoyed face is so cute~~~（づ￣3￣）づ╭❤～ I swear I just want to squeeze and chomp her white chubby cheek. Someone please give me this strength to endure all of her cuteness

#genshin impact #genshin lumine #inazuma experience #adventure to inazuma #clarissalance #Raiden Shogun story quest #character story quest #Narukami shrine #her expression #her annoyed face is priceless #someone pls give me this angel in life #uwu

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Funny story: I was wandering around Inazuma city after finish the taking picture in Serai island and guess what, I saw Thoma. 

How naive of me, thinking how nice Mihoyo is for putting the man there even after I finish the Archon quest (┬┬﹏┬┬)

Guess what, it was Baal personal story (ﾉ*ФωФ)ﾉ

Well, since we can’t have him yet, let’s enjoy some rare moment quality Thoma innocent smiles (with bad quality, lowest setting apparently)

I want a hangout event with Thoma, and I need him in my life. Please Thoma, come home with me. 

#adventure to inazuma #thoma genshin #genshin impact #baal storyline #spoiler #thoma smile #cute #malewife #kamisato chief retainer #the house keeper #ramble thought #clarissalance

[jimlingss]

I just read your ask and you said the more climatic it gets, the angstier, pls don't do that to us, I have a fragile soul. I think the anstiest fic I've ever read of your is a piece of moonlight and Jungle park (not so angsty but I cried cuz of the freakin plot. What kind of selective memory loss is that?) Im pretty scared of your warning now. But lol it would be really fun if at the end Hoseok would come out of no where and she would end up loving him instead of JK or Tae: the art of plot twist

hahahhaha welllll considering all my work’s prewritten, I can’t change what’s gonna go down anymore so I’m going along with the ride too :P and oof you’re bringing up a lot of nostalgic Jungle Park memories :’)

#Jimlings #clarissalance

[ditttiii]

I just read the newest chapter of brother's conflict and i must say it's on fire. Everything was one point, and the plot was unexpectable. The character (Y/N) development is amazing but i think she's a little bit 2 emtional :D. In my opinion, she'd not be broken down that easily with all of those year living alone. Her dad is in dangerous line of work + living alone so I expect her to be tougher and at least not to breakdown infront of stranger, but like don't hate me for saying that andiloveit!

Noo, haha I love this! I encourage this in fact. If you guys don’t necessarily agree with my characterisation or something I wrote, that’s totally fine! I love to hear your opinions and think those things through. It helps me with plotting the story further too 🥰 I wrote a bit of that part from personal experience. Like I have lived mostly alone since I was in in third grade because my brother chose to study in a different city and my mom would live with him, so growing up it was always a bit all over the place and jumpy. While I was no stranger to living alone, when I finally did move out of my home, it wasn’t easy. Something about living in a place you haven’t grown up in is scary as hell. I was used to living in my home alone but that place was also familiar to me so the loneliness never really fully settled in? if that makes sense? Mainly though, my thought process behind the OC’s actions is that she feels like a burden (I will get into this entire thought process in detail in later chapters) but because of their parents marriage, she was forced into the boys lives and because OC has grown up alone and independent she now feels like a burden. (she also has no other choice but to live with them which then adds to the emotional turmoil) JK and Tae’s reception has only enforced that feeling. Cherry on top of the entire mess if you will. 

worry for her father, the feeling of utter helplessness, the loss of what she considered home and her routine, having no say in what is basically happening to her life, being obviously hated by two of her stepbrothers, and thinking that the rest of them are only nice to her because they have to be, (because they feel obligated) just got to be all too much for her. I did hint about the oncoming breakdown in the previous chapter, when she was unwilling to let Sunmi go (the only thing that was familiar to her in that entire house) so that’s why I wrote the lines “she was holding on. barely, but she was holding on” in chapter 3. And Lastly, Thank you so much for reading B.C and I am so so glad to hear that you’ve been enjoying it so far!! This ask made me really happy, because it’s always fun to be able to get to discuss my stories with y’all ❤️

#ditttiii asks #clarissalance #brothers conflict #feedback #<333 hope this helps explain what my thought process was #Rest assured I will get into DETAIL as the story progresses #I am a sucker for dropping hints and leaving it up to readers to interpret the action and the deeper meanings #but i will eventually make it all clear #<33