#crepus x reader

[asexual-but]

Hello if you dont have a problem with it coud you write something about the reader in crepus fic being younger like a teen and another fic about the reader having mental health problems and needing medication ( I have recently been diagnosed with depression and severe anxiety its been thought)and the acolytes and parental crepus freaking out cos they don’t know what to do and then comes albeido and recreates the medicine

Abyss anon🌌

Diluc, for all the horrors he had seen, could not remember a darker day.

His father had been hidden away in the room belonging to the Divine Creator, Diluc's beloved younger sibling. For quite some time now...

The skies of Teyvat were a deep purple, shrouded with dark clouds which collected near Mondstadt most prominently. The plants were beginning to wither and the animals were all more flighty than one might expect.

The Divine Creator was in distress, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Diluc watched from the window as clouds swirled and crawled across the sky, hoping that somehow this would all end.

Crepus' heart ached.

Disheveled and more than disheartened, was his child. Creator or not, an innocent creature who did not deserve the suffering they had been through. Crepus comfortingly smoothed out their hair.

It had been a few weeks now. Sometimes their Grace hardly had energy to eat, other times they were near hysterics. Going over possibilities of doom over and over again, clinging to him as though Crepus would disappear if they let go. Two such afflictions didn't fit together, but this child suffered all the same.

After the initial confusion and excitement of getting settled in Teyvat, a small capsule was found, and The Creator scooped it up in recognition. This was medicine, meant to help them regulate their mood.

It only lasted about a week, unfortunately, as some of the greatest scientific minds were dipping their hands in, taking more and more in an attempt to understand and recreate the compound.

Chief Alchemist Albedo of the Knights of Favonius, Forest Watcher Tighnari, Second of the Fatui Harbingers, Doctor Baizhu of Bubu Pharmacy. Each and every one searching for the answer. Teyvat may not have all the same compounds, but surely their could make an equivalent.

But the process was taking a long time. Even with as great of minds as theirs, there just wasn't anything to speed along the process.

The Creator insisted that it would be fine, that they could go a little while without their meds. But a little while turned into a month, a month turned to two, and they simply couldn't hold out any longer.

Their Grace whispered an apology to Crepus, hardly noticing the shaky breath their father took before he took their hand in his.

"Don't apologize, this isn't your fault, none of this is your fault."

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Albedo burst through the doors of The Angel's Share, his frazzled state an odd sight to the staff who had volunteered to keep the space clean whilst the tavern remained closed to the public. Diluc whirled to face him.

"I've done it, hurry, bring me to-" Albedo hadn't even finished his sentence before Diluc had grabbed his arm and started dragging him away. The two men running frantically towards the gates of the city. The few citizens who were out and about watching with curious gazes.

In what felt like hours of non stop running, Albedo was stood in front of the Ragnvindr Manor, it felt especially cold there. Nervously he glances at Diluc who nodded and gave him a quick shove to usher him inside. Albedo followed closely as Diluc led him to The Creator's room.

"Your Grace?" Albedo asked, hardly receiving any reaction. Crepus fixed his eyes on Albedo, and the little bundle he had in his hand.

"Your Grace, I have brought you some medicine... It should be just like the one from before. I..." Albedo found himself at a loss for words when Diluc gave him another rough shove.

He approached the bed, seeing his god bundled under the blankets with a look that could only be described as exhausted on their face. Crepus stood and went to fetch water.

Crepus leaving caught their full attention, and they sat up, watching after him. "Dad?"

The voice they called him with broke each heart in the room. Small and vulnerable. Crepus didn't want to leave their side. He didn't want them to be afraid or alone. This wasn't just his god. It was his child. His baby. "I'll be right back, I'm just going to get you some water." Crepus soothed, though it took everything in him to stop his voice from wobbling with anxiety. His footsteps echoed throughout the halls as he retreated into the vast home.

Albedo hadn't ever been in the Ragnvindr Manor. He assumed it wasn't usually this dreary. Or... maybe it was considering how Diluc usually was. But the deep pit in his stomach was artificial. It was just an extension of the pain that Their Grace was in. How could one being feel anything so deeply? Albedo's mouth felt dry as he and Diluc waited in silence for Crepus to return. "Your Grace... how are you feeling?" Diluc was reluctant to ask. He knew how they were feeling, he could feel it too. It dragged at his very soul, calling him to lay in the abyss and never emerge again.

And usually, they would correct him. They didn't much like being called by such a respectful name by him or Kaeya. But when they spoke it was not to chastise him.

"Fine." They lied. They lied and it broke Diluc's heart. Did they know how much their misery was torturing him? Should they know? There weren't any words spoken as Crepus returned with the water, he guided The Creator to take the medicine. Diluc and Albedo waiting on baited breath. This had to be it. This had to fix it. And it didn't. That heavy, suffocating feeling remained. Diluc was about to turn to Albedo. Bark something or other about his incompetency. But Albedo just closed his eyes and nodded. "It will take a few weeks of consistent doses for this to clear up... but their body isn't rejecting the compound so far..." Albedo trailed off, mumbling something under his breath as Crepus and Diluc watched The Divine One closely. It was going to take some time... But Crepus was going to be there along the whole way.

I'm sorry this is so late, Abyss Anon!

#sagau #genshin impact #genshin impact sagau #genshin x reader #kaeya alberich #genshin diluc #diluc x reader #diluc x you #crepus x reader #crepus ragnvindr #sagau albedo #albedo x reader #sagau diluc #sagau crepus

[mermaid-trash]

Dear Crepus

Crepus Ragnvindr x fem!reader

Summary: After being missing for three years, Master Diluc had returned to Mondstadt. The entire city was thrilled to have their beloved Ragnvindr home once again, but for you, his return brought back only bittersweet memories that you preferred to forget.

Warnings: slightly suggestive at times if you squint, angst, reader was in a secret relationship with Crepus and Diluc finds out after his return :/

Wordcount: 1.9k

The city of freedom was once again buzzing with a sudden rush of excitement. Hushed whispers reverberated around the quaint cobblestone streets, every citizen seemingly taking it upon themselves to spread the word; after being missing for three years, Master Diluc had finally returned to Mondstadt.

He looked older, they said. More mature. They wondered where he had been, what he had been doing for three long years, each person coming up with theories that were more unlikely than the last. You couldn't bring yourself to participate in the speculation, however; wherever Master Diluc had been, you wished he had stayed there and never returned to Mond.

For three years, you had struggled to swallow correctly past the ever present lump in your throat. For three years, you had slept restlessly every night on tearstained pillows. For three years, you had tried desperately to forget the pain. Now, with the young Ragnvindr walking the streets of Mondstadt again, the wound that had just barely begun to heal had been torn open once again. Every glimpse of that painfully familiar scarlet hair was a sharp stab of pain to the gaping hole in your chest.

Thankfully, Master Diluc proved fairly easy to avoid. For weeks after his sudden reappearance, you remained determinedly focused on the peaceful life you had carved out for yourself in a secluded corner of Springvale. He never ventured out in that direction on his daily journeys between the winery and the city, and so your still new home remained untouched with memories.

Until one morning a month after his return, when a quiet yet firm knock at your door pierced the stagnant silence that pervaded your home.

There he stood on the doorstep, taller and broader than you remembered, yet his face still had that boyish look, and you were overcome with the sudden urge to wrap your arms around him, to hold the boy close and cry with him as you had never had the chance to- but you refrained, for despite the resolute set of his shoulders, he still looked as though he may run away at any moment. His eyes, red, so different from his father's, could not meet yours.

In one of his hands, gloved in leather and clenched by his sides, was a small bundle of parchments, folded neatly and secured with a silk ribbon. Instantly, you recognised them.

"Master Diluc," you greeted the young man as calmly as you could, despite the growing pit in your stomach, "it's wonderful to see you again."

It was your best attempt at maintaining a polite appearance, but the words felt hollow on your tongue. Of course, you were relieved that the boy you had loved was home and safe once again, but having him here, on your doorstop, was bringing the bitterest memories out of the shadowy recesses of your mind and into the harsh sunlight.

Then, Diluc finally met your gaze, and with that one look it was clear that you both already knew why he was here.

"May I come in?" he requested quietly. Without a word, you stepped aside, allowing the young nobleman to enter your home, to walk around your tiny kitchen and tarnish it with the dull ache you associated with the past.

Diluc stood in place beside your dining table silently for a moment, brows furrowed and seemingly deep in thought, while the dread in your stomach steadily fermented. Before he spoke, he cleared his throat gently, and your heart broke again for because even his cough sounded just like Crepus's.

"Forgive me for my sudden arrival, I won't take up much of your time." He began, and despite his nonchalant tone, you were sure that this would be an uncomfortable conversation for the both of you once he found the words to begin it. "I was sorting through some of my father's belongings in the winery. There was a locked drawer in his desk which contained…these."

He placed the bundle of parchment gingerly on the wooden tabletop, as though it were an impossibly valuable ancient relic. Or perhaps he knew that to you, they were. Scrawled across the pages was your own handwriting, the ink forming words which you could hardly recall almost five years after writing them. Crepus's responses, however, remained fresh in your mind, as though you had received them just yesterday. As though the pain of the last three years had never happened.

For several moments the room was quiet, Diluc unsure of how to proceed and you too embarrassed to know what to say.

"Did…did you read them?" You managed to ask weakly. The pink that tinged the tips of his ears gave you the answer that his thinly-pressed lips refused to voice. "Master Diluc, I'm-"

"Please," he cut you off with an almost exasperated sigh, "just Diluc."

With sudden clarity, you recalled a conversation you had had with his father years prior to this moment. Despite your connection to the Master of the family, you were ultimately still one of the common folk. Due to this unavoidable fact, you had insisted on referring to the two Ragnvindr boys as 'the young Masters', out of politeness.

"How have the young Masters been lately?"

"I bumped into the young Masters in the city earlier today."

"You look tired, Crepus. Have the young Masters been giving you trouble?"

Until one night in the Ragnvindr manor, amidst the impenetrable serenity that always enveloped your rare moments alone together, you had used their title. Then, loosened by the bottle of wine you had shared, Crepus had laughed at you, that charmingly handsome smile creating beautiful lines around his eyes.

"Dear, don't you think you know us well enough by now to refer to them by name?"

A bashful smile had bloomed on your lips at the gentle teasing, and with heat growing in your cheeks, you had teased back, "Oh no, Master Ragnvindr, the last thing I would want to do is offend such a noble family."

His responding laugh still rang in your ears now, as you suddenly remembered Diluc standing in your kitchen, watching attentively as you came out of your reverie. The sensation of roughened yet tender hands cupping your cheeks faded into familiar numbness.

"Diluc," you said, but the informality tasted even stranger after three years of unfamiliarity, "I'm very sorry you had to find out like this."

With trembling fingers, you reached for the letters, tracing carefully over the deep red ribbon fastened around them in an elegant bow. The paper was in pristine condition, folded and pressed into a neat bundle, obviously well-preserved in the empty winery for the past several years. Crepus had preserved these letters far better than you had preserved his, you realised with a jolt of guilt; his own letters, penned whilst he was away on business trips or vacations with the boys, were crumpled from falling asleep with his words clutched tight against your chest, and teardrops stained the paper and blurred the ink in places.

"I didn't know he'd kept them." You admitted quietly, ignoring the way your lip trembled.

By his sides, the leather gloves Diluc wore squeaked slightly as his fists clenched.

"I thought you might like to know that he had." Was all he said, before he made as though to leave.

Panic flared in you as soon as he turned to leave; despite having complicated feelings about Diluc's return to Mondstadt, the thought of him walking out of your life once again so soon made your chest ache.

"Wait!" you exclaimed, your hand reaching out to grab onto his arm and somehow prevent him from leaving, before shrinking back when he came to a sudden halt.

"I…I have his letters, if you'd like to…" you voice wavered only slightly as he cast a look over his shoulder at you, before tapering off into silence.

The young Master turned hesitantly, peering at you curiously with those intensely stern eyes. They were far less warm than his father's. The blazing red irises were fiery and passionate, yet lacked the softness that you considered home for a while. Just below the surface of his gaze, you recognised the multitude of emotions that he had not yet mastered the art of masking as well as Crepus had; or perhaps, you had spent so long watching Diluc grow into the man he was now, that reading his emotions was like second nature to you. It had taken years for you to recognise the emotions which Crepus chose to keep hidden- the subtle tightness of his jaw when he was irritated, the slight twitch in his lips when laughter threatened to break free, the soft creases around his eyes whenever his gaze fell on you.

In Diluc's eyes, bitterness swirled like a tempestuous wind, and with another guilty pang, you realised that you couldn't blame him for feeling that way. Perhaps it had been wrong of you to hide your relationship with his father for so long, even after the man's sudden death, but at the time you simply hadn't wanted the attention of the city on you as the new Mrs Ragnvindr. So, other than Adelinde, who had helped to smuggle you out of the winery before the family's breakfast could take place one too many times, no one in Mondstadt was aware of the extent of your familiarity with the nobleman. Then, after his death, the idea of coming clean felt…wrong, as though you would be trying to gain from your connection to the noble family. At least, that was what you told yourself.

Truthfully, you were just too much of a coward to deal with the questions that would arise. So, you kept the truth to yourself, and ignored the rumours that filled the city at your sudden despondency. The funeral had been a horrid affair; rows upon rows of Mondstadt citizens wore black and mourned the loss of their icon, the symbol of their home. You kept to yourself at the back of the congregation, and avoided the questioning gaze of the one remaining Ragnvindr, Kaeya. His one sapphire eye was sure to see through your half-hearted lies. So, you retreated to Springvale, and hoped that he would never question you on the rumours he undoubtedly heard.

He never did.

"No," Diluc answered eventually, meeting your gaze with an honourable certainty. "My father's romantic history is none of my business. You should keep those memories for yourself."

He hesitated for a moment, opening and closing his mouth once, before glancing away and selecting his next words with apparent carefulness.

"I am simply relieved that he was happy. And…should you ever need anything, you will always be welcome at the Winery."

And he turned to leave once again, departing the claustrophobic kitchen as quickly as he could and leaving you to choke on the knowledge that you and Crepus had been real. Time had worn the few memories you allowed to slip through into hazy, dreamlike sequences that you could not even be certain were real. But with Diluc's tentative validation, they seemed suddenly brighter, more clear. The red of Crepus's hair had been so like Diluc's.

You remembered now that amidst the secrecy and clever lies, the hushed whispers and hesitant touches behind closed doors, there had been moments of true happiness. Lying in each other's arms and basking in the glow of a lit fireplace on winter nights, bare skin pressed against bare skin as he made some excuse about 'conserving warmth'. Tasting the sweet headiness of dandelion wine on each other's lips as you danced around the kitchen late at night while the boys slept, unaware of the small piece of Celestia you were building in their home.

And for the first time in years, you wanted to remember. Perhaps Diluc was right, and those memories were best kept in pristine condition, locked away inside your heart, bundled together lovingly with a beautiful ribbon.

#crepus x reader #crepus ragnvindr x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader

[pearlywritings]

I could also imagine that Crepus' admirers, nobles and commoners alike were mostly in for his wealth and status, some were too young for him but their family members tried to set them up, or widows with children older than his kids who could dispute the cash but who knows. Perhaps part of him was afraid if his dealings with the fatui were exposed, but genshin never cared to elaborate why he had a broken delusion, if some fatui member just gifted him that under the order of the doctor or if he had shadier dealings with them.

As much as I don't like Crepus pushing Diluc to fulfill his dreams in his stead, I still can't deny I find his character very intriguing (and he is also a hot dilf who we haven't even seen eyes of)

But I bet that the person he could've ended up with should be truly extraordinary to spark his interest. I think biggest green flag for him would be his potential future wife's interaction with the kids, fully accepting not only his bio kid, but also the adopted one and being OH SO PATIENT with shit the two used to pull when they were little and in teens.

I think it'd be a funny combo though how she is not that much interested in money, but he showers her with gifts when they finally on the further steps in a relationship.

"I assumed you wouldn't like someone enjoying what your wealth can provide?"

"Well, I am glad to know you enjoy it despite all those times you told me 'it's unnecessary to give me this'. And you phrased it not quite correctly: i wouldn't like wrong people chasing after my wealth, I'd like to spend it on the right one."

it's unclear how he got that delusion and I am not sure how his now wife would react if she found out - but I know she will eventually. But I strongly feel like the first thing she'd do is sit him down and demand him tell her everything. And listen what reasonings he has to share. And then, given what personality you'd give your reader, it could go different paths.

That's why I love such complex characters like him hehe

#✨asks #crepus #crepus ragnvindr #crepus x reader #kinda

[valdemarismynonbinarylove]

Windblume Festival

Something I wrote as backstory to Nighthawk (which I don’t think I’ll ever finish, my bad lol) but the side stories I had written were some of my favorite writing I’ve ever done and I do want to share them.

Aurelius is a character I made up in place of Diluc’s mother (whom in the game we never hear about at all) This is simply some backstory of her and Crepus.

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The wind blew softly through the air as the sun shined down on the city of Mondstadt. The cheers from citizens were louder today as streamers and flowers were paraded around the plaza. Food vendors set up shop, and marketers began lowering prices as they all got ready for the Windblume Festival.

Most would think the son of the winery owner would be working hard, trying to learn the ways of business and marketing. Possibly creating new recipes to quickly empty the pockets of passing drunkards. But alas, here he was, standing on the porch of a woman’s house. A smile on his face as he looked at her, a woman he had grown well accustomed to over the years... in a few different ways.

“Crepus, I’ve been standing here for two minutes. What is it you want to say?” Aurelius spoke, seemingly irritated for being interrupted from the adventurous tale of star-crossed lovers that she had been reading.

“Are you still reading that book?” Laughing, the redhead snatched the book from her hands. “I don’t know how you can read such nonsense.”

With a quick movement, she plucked it from his grasp. “Love isn't nonsense, I happen to like it a lot.”

“From experience, darling, I know.” He winked.

The apples of her cheeks turned red as she averted her gaze from the man in front of her. “Just tell me what you came here to ask.”

“I was wondering if you would like to accompany me to the Windblume Festival.” He folded his hands together, giving her a smile.

“Shame you didn’t ask earlier, Crepus. I already have a date.”

“I doubt it. Who else willingly would want to put up with you?” He leaned against her door frame, a smirk on his face. There was no harshness in his words, she knew that. Even if there was, gazing at how his bangs fell in his face, or how his eyes seemed to hold the stars in them... she could never think to be mad at him.

“How rude of you. I guess I’ll truly say no to that handsome face of yours.” She huffed, giving him a side glance.

Laughing he gave her a shrug. “I guess I’ll have to find another woman to share my mint jelly with.”

“Ah, tempting offer.” Aurelius pretended to think about his offer. “I’m in, I’ll go with you.”

“Quite hurtful that the only way to convince you to spend time with me is when I bring you food.” He crossed his arms with a scoff.

“I am a lady with simple needs.” She shrugged, giving him a small smile.

“Simple needs indeed, but I’ve seen the things you do. You are hardly a lady.” Crepus winked, raking his eyes over her form.

“Then that makes you hardly any gentleman.” She threw her arms around his neck, leaning in close. “I doubt most men would ever beg for a woman like you do. Pleading on your knees like a dog, you’re lucky I indulge you.”

The tips of his ears turned red as he sputtered, “That was one time, Aurelius.”

“One time still counts.” She kissed the tip of his nose. “Meet me at the gates at six.” Pulling away and smoothing out his coat, she fixing his shirt collar.

“Okay, gates at six.” He repeated, nodding his head. “Got it.”

“Wonderful, see you then.” She smiled softly, leaning against the door frame.

“See you then.” He tilted her chin up, kissing her sweetly. He returned her smile and turned, walking off her porch.

Aurelius shut the door and let out a gentle laugh.

What a pain in the ass that man was.

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Aurelius wasn’t exactly the richest person in Mondstadt. If anything, her family landed somewhere in the lower class region.

Food was scarce amongst them, her father was a Bard, but one of the many bards who wandered the streets late at night and ended up passed out with a barrel of ale as his pillow. He wasn’t able to make a lot of money, but she supported her father no matter what. After all, he did buy her the most gorgeous dress he could afford for her 16th birthday.

It was red, reached down to her ankles, small vines of golden fabric swirled up the sides and around her bust. She thought it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, she hoped Crepus thought the same thing.

Aurelius spent an hour in the bath, scrubbing her skin to make sure it was spotless, lathering her hair in soap to make it smell nice. She swiped her mother’s red lipstick on her lips, and put a little on her cheeks, mimicking how the older women of Mondstat do it.

She slipped on her dress and shoes, grabbing a small pouch of mora which she’d saved for such an occasion, and began making her way downstairs.

“Papa?” She called, dashing over to where her father stood. “I’m leaving to meet Crepus for the festival. Are you going to enjoy it with Mother?”

“Your Mother and I will be staying here tonight, enjoy yourself with Crepus.” He sent her out of the house with an amicable grin. “Don’t come back too late, and if he tries anything let me know. He may be rich but if he hurts you, I’m not afraid to knock some sense into him.”

Aurelius laughed, “He won’t try anything, I promise. I’ll be back a little after sundown, okay?”

“Stay safe.”

“You too.”

She ran out towards the gates, hoping she wasn’t late. She saw a familiar ponytail of fiery red and knew it was Crepus; who else had such a wonderfully unique hair color?

“Crepus!” She called, jogging up to him with a smile. “You look handsome!”

He turned at the sound of her voice, smiling at the sight of her. “You look gorgeous. Was this the dress your father gave you? He has good taste.”

“You flatter me,” she winked, grabbing his hand. “Well, come on. Take me around the festival, don’t stand and stare at me.”

“You look so devilishly tempting…” he trailed off, his eyes racking over her figure.

“I know, you said that.” Aurelius teased, blushing lightly as she continued on. “You look good yourself, handsome even. Yes, handsome is the word. You look incredibly handsome in your coat.”

“Now who’s embarrassed, hm?” He teased back.

“Ah, come on!” She elbowed him. “Impress me with this date, Crepus.”

“I won’t disappoint.” He grabbed her hand.

“I believe you.”

He led her up across the bridge, the sound of music filling their ears as he laced their fingers together.

“So, why did you ask me to the festival with you? Hoping to get some afterwards?” She raised a brow.

“We grew up together, why wouldn’t I ask you? No one else gets along with me as well as you do.”

“That’s all? Not because you love me?” She looked up at him, “Did I spend all that time with you for nothing?”

“If I took you places just because I loved you, I’d be taking you everywhere I go.”

“You do.”

“…touché.”

He squeezed her hand with a laugh, she gazed at him with soft eyes, watching his nose crinkle in amusement and his tongue slightly poke out from his teeth.

The streets of Mondstat were painted with white and blue flowers, dandelions floated through the air as people bustled in crowds. Children munched on the sweets of the festival, many women tasted the new wines offered just around this part of the year.

“Aurelius.” Crepus spoke, gently grabbing her attention. “Do you remember when we came here as children?”

“Of course, they’re the brightest memories I own.”

“I want to make wine again, like we did when we were younger.”

“Our wine tasted awful, and yet your father owns the most successful winery business in Teyvat. How come you didn’t have some kind of knowledge about how to make good wine, hm?”

“I was twelve.”

“So? I could play lyre at twelve.”

“Wine and Lyres are very different. We’ll make a good wine this time, we won’t shove every ingredient into it”

She laughed, “Yes, perhaps we should leave the slime condensate out of our brew.”

“How about a dandelion wine? We could try and find a good recipe for my father to try out.”

“Sure, we can attempt a dandelion wine, but I doubt the ingredients given to us are as good as the ones your father buys.”

“It could be a prototype.”

“You really want to impress him, don’t you?”

“I want him to know that I’m responsible enough to take over the business. He’ll be giving it to me soon, I just want to ease his worries.”

“You’ll be a great owner, it’s in your blood.” The blonde hummed thoughtfully.

He sighed, squeezing her hand lightly. “Thank you, Aurelius.”

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“This wine tastes disgusting.” Aurelius muttered, spitting the drink back into the cup she had taken a sip out of.

“Well I told you that you went too heavy on the wolfhook. It’s not something you should abuse.” Crepus muttered, looking down at his own cup.

“I hardly abused it.”

“I think four cups of it is abuse, do you want to try mine?” He gently held out his cup.

“Oh no, I’m alright.”

“Not even a sip?”

“No, I think I should try and drink less wine.”

“...are you feeling well?” He questioned.

“Yes, Crepus, just because I don’t want to drink wine doesn’t mean I’m sick.”

“It’s just odd is all.”

“Am I that much of an alcoholic for you to say such things? You wound me, darling.”

He laughed, “I guess maybe I am being harsh, come, let’s see what else there is to do.” He placed an arm around her waist.

“I can serenade you if you wish, I’ll sing about my eternal love for you. I’ll praise your name as if it were an Archon’s.” She whispered, gently moving in front of him to brush a strand of hair behind his ear, she wrapped an arm around his waist. “I’ll sing of our nights together, tangled limbs out in the fresh grass under the moonlight.”

Crepus blushed, “As much as I would love to hear you sing of such things, does your voice not hurt from singing to me last week? You reached quite a high pitch.” He teased, “You seemed quite hoarse afterwards.” He whispered, gently kissing her nose.

She smacked his chest, “I’m trying to be romantic, you bastard.”

“You brought it up first.” He squeezed her waist, a teasing smile on his face.

She blushed, “Not right now, there are far too many layers on this dress.”

“I could make quick work of them.”

“Not right now.” She repeated, “Please?”

“Of course, I’m only jesting, Aurelius.” He kissed her forehead and pulled her further into the festival.

They spent the day laughing, holding each other in their arms as they felt a sense of peace between them. A feeling of true enjoyment in life, staring into the eyes of someone who looked at you like you were their entire world. In this case it was true, an example of true love, you could say.

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Aurelius leaned her head on Crepus’ shoulder, their backs against one of the pillars behind the cathedral. The sun was slowly going down, a gentle breeze brushed against them as they shared a small cup of juice.

“The sky is gorgeous tonight.” Crepus spoke, looking up at the soft orange and pink hues.

Aurelius hummed in response, her eyes more fixated on the loose string on her dress.

He looked down at her, “Are you alright?”

“...no.” She whispered. “I haven’t been completely honest with you.”

“Aurelius?” He questioned.

“I’m sorry, Crepus.” Tears welled up in her eyes, she grasped his hand in hers, “Please forgive me for what I’m about to say.”

“Aur—“ He tried, once more.

“—I’m pregnant.” She choked out, a feeling of nausea rushed over her. Anxiety began to crawl through her skin as she stared at the man in front of her. The anticipation of his words made her want to vomit.

He couldn’t speak, the words settled at the bottom of his stomach. His eyes seemed twice the size, he turned from her. He swallowed hard, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

He fumbled with his hands for a minute, before shoving his hand in her face. Between his fingers was a ring, his ring. It shined brightly as the gentle sunlight hit it, his hand was shaking.

“Marry me.”

“I—What?”

“Marry me, Aurelius.” He grasped a hand in hers, “I know this is not a proper ring, but it’s all I have at the moment. Please, say yes. This has me thinking, about us, you getting pregnant only makes the next step easier. I love you, and I want to have this baby with you.”

I love you.

The words rang in Aurelius' head as she stared at the pleading man; he was anxious, she noted. Seeing his hand shake in fear of rejection, in fear that if she declined that his title would be destroyed by the birth of a bastard child.

No, no, Crepus could care less of his title, this was real emotion.

He loved her.

“Yes.” Was all she could manage to choke out in that moment, she felt his lips press against hers as her back hit the pavement below them. She smiled gently, tangling her hands in his hair as she kissed him passionately. “I love you.” She whispered, cupping his face. “I love you so much, more than you could ever know.”

He smiled brightly, laughing gently. “You fill me with an indescribable feeling, one that even love can’t explain. It’s bigger than anything I’ve ever felt, and I hope it never goes away.” He slipped his ring onto her finger, it was big, of course. She moved it to her thumb, hoping it wouldn’t slide off.

“We have to tell our parents. Everyone.” She laughed, “I want to scream it from the roof that I’m engaged to the most wonderful man that the Archons could give me, the one I am allowed to call mine for the rest of eternity.”

“Let’s go home.” He pulled her up off the ground. “We can tell your parents first, I should apologize to your father for not asking for his blessing first. Though, this was quite a situation.”

“Let’s not mention the child at first, I would rather him not drop dead at the thought.” She laughed.

“Good idea.” He nods, grabbing her hand and rushing towards her house. She laughed, smiling at him with an immeasurable amount of glee, one that soon was replaced with a frown as a hand covered her eyes.

A shaky voice beside her, Crepus, wasn’t he just laughing? Why was he scared? Why wasn’t she laughing anymore?

Drip. Drip.

She felt tears hit her neck, the hand around her eyes was shaking. “Don’t look, Aurelius, please.” His voice was desperate, it screamed of fear and disgust.

“Crepus…” she reached to take his hands off her eyes, only for him to pull her out of the house.

“Please, Aurelius, your parents…” he gasped out, “I’m so sorry…”

She stood still, she took note of the slight splotch of red on Crepus’ boot. “No…”

“Aurelius—“

“—No!” She yelled, pushing past him and running into the house. Her eyes widened as she dropped to her knees, she heaved, feeling like she was going to wretch. She gagged, placing a hand over her mouth.

They were both covered in red, the house was splattered in the damn color. She could see the inside of her father’s stomach laid across the couch. The head of her mother was laying feet from her body. She didn’t scream, she couldn’t, she just stared in horror at the grotesque scene before her.

She felt herself be hauled up, the hand returned over her eyes as Crepus tried to get through to her. He yelled her name, she was rigid. She choked on her words, her legs felt like jelly. Crepus took his hand off her eyes. “Aurelius…”

She let out a sob, she collapsed into his arms. She was crying so hard she had begun to feel nauseous. Crepus picked her up in his arms, “I’ll take you back to the Winery, I’ll alert the knights.” He whispered. “I’m so sorry, Aurelius.”

She could only cry in response to his words, tears fell down his face as well. They were like parents to him, a mother and a father who didn’t push him to act a certain way. Freedom is what it was, they gave him what he longed for.

Crepus carried Aurelius to the Winery, informing his parents of the circumstances. They took Aurelius in, making sure she would be okay. She couldn’t move, she gripped the fabric of Crepus’ white shirt tightly, her knuckles beginning to match the shade.

“Crepus…” she cried, “Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not going to leave, I’m right here.” He held her tight, “I’m not going anywhere.” He whispered.

“Why them? They were harmless…” she sobbed.

“I don’t know, darling, I don’t.” He picked her up. “Let me take you upstairs, wash you off.”

“Okay…” she whispered, nodding her head. “Mhm.”

He turned to a maid, asking her to get a warm bath started. He carried Aurelius up the stairs taking her into his bedroom to find clothes for her to wear...ones that weren’t covered in blood.

He placed her on the bed, taking a step back to go into his closet when he felt a tug on his arm.

“Don’t leave.” Aurelius begged.

“I’m stepping away to the closet, that’s it. I’ll still be in the room.”

“Crepus please…” she cried.

He took her hand off his sleeve, “Of course…”

He helped her up back onto her feet, moving her towards the closet. He grabbed a sweater, something that would hopefully bring her some warmth and comfort. Aurelius shook with every step that she took, her eyes not focused on anything but her feet.

“There’s blood on them,” she whispered, “On my shoes, on your boots.”

Crepus followed her gaze down, then put a finger under her chin, tilting her head up to meet his eyes. “I’ll have them cleaned, I promise. Just focus on me right now, okay?” He whispered, voice choking quietly.

Without another word, he led her into the washroom, dismissing the maid and beginning to unlace her dress. Once the fabric pooled around her feet, he guided her to sit in the bathtub, kneeling down beside her.

“Crepus?” She whispered, bringing her knees to her chest.

“Yes, darling?” He responded at the same level, wetting a small towel to wipe the blood off her hands.

She gulped, letting out a small cry. “Thank you.” She sniffled loudly, turning her head towards him. “Thank you…”

He stood on his knees, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to her head. “I’m here with you as long as you need me…after you’re washed…I’ll lay with you in bed. How does that sound?”

“That sounds nice…can I wear your jacket while we do?”

“Of course, anything you want.” He gave her a small smile, though the tears in his eyes betrayed his happy look. He put on a brave face for her, not wanting to overwhelm her anymore.

Crepus washed her down, placing her in the comfy sweater and a soft pair of pants he tied a ribbon around to keep hold around her hips. He took off his jacket, placing it on her shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly.

She looped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. “All I have left of home is you.”

“I’m sorry, Aurelius…I grieve them as much as you…”

“They loved you…just like a son…my father was always grateful for your kindness towards me…his…” she choked on her words, gripping the back of his shirt, “…his little nightingale.”

“You can let it out, my love, I won’t judge you for it. Just scream, cry, kick, I don’t care…let it out.” He encouraged, giving her hip a reassuring squeeze. “I’m here for you, every step of the way.”

“Can we move to the bed, please?” She whispered, “I’m just…very tired. My brain is screaming but my body can’t move.”

Crepus led her over to the bed, laying her down and pulling the covers over her before laying on the other side. “Sleep as long as you want, I won’t wake you for breakfast.”

“But you’ll save me some, right?”

“I’d never let you starve.” He smiled softly, wrapping an arm around her. “Now rest, please, you need it.”

“Goodnight, Crepus…I love you.” Aurelius muttered, burying her face in his chest.

“I love you too.” He kissed the top of her head, closing his eyes.

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Feel free to reblog, I’ve got a shit ton of other side stories if this one peaks anyone’s interest.

#diluc x reader #diluc angst #diluc scenarios #master crepus #crepus ragnvindr #crepus x reader #oc tag #genshin hcs #genshin dulic #genshin writing #genshin impact #genshin imagines

[myfanfic-urfantrash]

Snippets #6

Crepus x GN!Reader

Cw: Canon death, blood mention

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Being from another world you sought Crepus' aid with a slight hope that maybe you could change his fate.

Maybe you could save this little family from future heartache.

Maybe you could save all of them.

Such wishful thinking.

You didn't expect to fall for him in the process. Nor did you expect to be his second spouse. No, expected to be his friend. Someone to lean on as he navigated single parenthood.

You didn't think you'd get to be more than that, to hold him, to love him.

But it was wonderful, being with him, loving him and his little family of two then three with Kaeya's arrival. It was so blissful at some point, you'd long forgotten why you sought him out all those years ago.

So fate reminded you.

Fate reminded you by staining Diluc's hands red with his father's blood.

Fate reminded you by lying your husband several feet underground.

Fate reminded you when your precious sons fought in front of your eyes.

Fate reminded you when this beloved family of yours shattered like glass.

And fate reminded you that you can't change a thing in this world because just like Crepus, you weren't chosen no matter how much you wish you were.

#crepus x reader #genshin impact x reader #gender neutral reader #IDK I gots bored and suddenly had feelings for Diluc's dad

[fancyfeathers]

In my Normalized Yandere AU, having darlings is normal, so normal that people expect it to happen at some point in their life, so normal that many darlings come to quickly accept their situation after a bit of fighting, like Crepus’s darling. She is the mother of Diluc and adoptive mother of Kaeya and she loves the, they are her boys. Even if she doesn’t love her husband she has grown comfortable with him, he treats her well.

Soon her boys grow up and join the knights and she couldn’t feel prouder, a sentiment shared with her husband. Then on Diluc’s birthday, Crepus and the two boys are going out to the city and when her husband kisses her goodbye she doesn’t know it’s the last time she’ll see him.

She is alerted of Diluc and Kaeya’s return by the sound of fighting outside, she rushed out and saw them practically trying to kill each other. She yells at them and they stop and realize what they were attempting to do to the other. Kaeya doesn’t stay, going off to the city, but she guides Diluc inside and he starts just sobbing in her arms. She holds him and asks him what happened and before he answers she realizes her husband is no where in site.

“Father is dead”

She couldn’t remember what happened after that, the next few weeks were a blur as she spiraled into depression. Did she actually love him? Did she actually miss him? What was she going to do now? The maids of the house practically had to take care of her, make sure she bathed, ate, changed clothes, and so on. It wasn’t until Diluc left himself that she finally got a hold of herself. Crepus always told her that if something happened to him that he wanted her to move on, enjoy her life, and it finally happened.

Since Diluc had entrusted the staff to take care of the winery, she had no duties to take care of. So she packed up her belongings, all the dresses Crepus got her, all the jewelry, her books, and her belongings, leaving her life at the winery behind. With the help of Kaeya she got her life started back up in the city, opening her own business, a flower shop, or a book shop. She lived her life peacefully for many years, her sons coming to check up everyday or so on her, and a family photo, including her deceased captor resting on the counter.

Then the day comes where her sons have darlings of their own, beautiful things, but both clearly hating their circumstance. But the widow only smiles and tells them that they will get used to it and it’s not so bad, then looking at her boys and telling them how proud their father would be.

#yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin #yandere genshin imagines #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere diluc ragnvindr #yandere kaeya #yandere crepus

[jojomheffer]

I THINK DILUC IS AUTISTIC

Game Diluc.

These are some symptoms that I hc him having them. Also, this is something I have the right to say because I also have ASD (Autistic spectrum disorder).

In behavior: aggression, self-mutilation, crying, lack of eye contact, shouting, hyperactivity, involuntary imitation of another person's movements, impulsivity, inappropriate social interaction, irritability, repetitive movements, repetition of meaningless words, meaningless repetition of one's own words or persistent repetition of words or actions.

I headcanon him having a lot of those in his childhood, mainly the repetition and imitation of things and hyperactivity. He lacked eye contact because of his disorder but he was taught to look people in the eyes when he grew up, yes that's possible, just like someone with ADHD can be taught on how to be focused and determined. He stopped doing it when he grew up because those are symptoms that catch mainly the kids.

The social interaction, the shouting, the aggression... all of the others, he still have them, but it's too subtle to notice. You can notice when you see other characters talking about him, and some others he might hide them.

Developmentally: speech delay in a child or learning disability

Bitch took YEARS to get used to his vision and when he got used to it, he left it at home to beat the fatui's ass.

In cognition: lack of attention or intense interest in a limited number of things

He fucking loves chess, is completely obsessed about it. He also loves creating new drinks and reading history books. Dont ask me, I just feel it from the deep of my neurodivergent brain.

Psychological symptoms: depression or ignoring the emotions of others

Do I have to say anything?

In speech: speech disorder or loss of speech

He has to think a lot to get to a phrase that makes sense, his brain just gets words randomly according to the situation and he has to think of a way of connecting them. It takes some time, but it is a game that we have to be quick so i headcanon that if we were there, we would have to take long in trying to get him to speak.

Also common: constant tiptoeing, anxiety, lack of empathy, sensitivity to sound or tic

He has tics in his eyes, where he looks to the side for bare seconds and then come back, it is due to the disorder lack of eye contact, but he was taught to do it so he automatically comes back to looking into the eyes of the person. Lack of empathy is not understanding people's emotions, not even his. He has to read a lot of books to get a conclusion of how you felt in a rainy day or maybe in a sunny day. Anxiety, I don't have to talk about it, it turns out into hyperactivity and he overthinks of 50 things at the same time. The tiptoeing he also did in his childhood, but stopped because of his development.

#genshin diluc #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x reader #diluc smut #diluc ragnvindr #diluc x you #crepus ragnvindr #ragnvindr brothers #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin #genshin angst #genshin impact angst #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin x reader smut #genshin leaks #genshin x you #genshin imagines

[violent-grove]

Returning Home (Kaeya x Reader)

As Kaeya walked away from Dainsleif and the Traveler, his smile slowly fell. That was it; the beginning of the end for your relationship. Soon you would know of his connection with Khaenri'ah and his relation to the man who started it all. He began his way to the spice merchant he was to meet.

The discussion of the spices went by in a blur, and before Kaeya knew it, he was on a boat back to Liyue. The trip gave him time to plan. He considered himself a selfless being, but just for one more night, he wished to bask in your presence. The plan was simple, spend one more night sleeping next to you, holding you, and then vanish before the fireworks could begin. Kaeya didn't believe he could handle another Diluc-like incident.

The gates to Mondstadt looked the same, but they didn't feel the same. Kaeya supposed this was just his mind getting ready for the inevitable change that was soon to befall him. Looking up at your shared home, he softly sighed and tried to put on the best mask he could muster.

Kaeya sauntered into your shared home as quietly as possible. He arrived home late after his trip to Sumeru and didn't want to wake you. It also didn't help that he had a lot to think about. Knowing you and the Traveler, you would be in the know shortly.

Getting out of his head, Kaeya slipped off his boots and padded to your shared bed. At least he would have this glorious night. A night where you were ignorant of his truth, and the look of disgust was still absent from your face. The same scornful look Diluc wore when the truth was revealed to him.

Climbing in and pulling up your shared covers, he paused when he heard a groan from you. His eye met yours, and a soft smile bloomed across your face. "You're finally back," you sleepily said as your arms opened wide. "Come here, big guy." Normally, Kaeya would tiredly collapse into your embrace, but something made him hesitate. Even while donning his best everything-is-ok act, he was still vulnerable to your calming presence. Sensing his hesitation, you blinked to wake yourself up a tad more and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kaeya kept a straight face, as he always tried to do around you, but you knew. His face may have been the picture of indifference, but his twitchy hands gave him away. As soon as your pointed gaze fell on them, he hid his hands behind his back. "Nothing is wrong, sweetling," Kaeya brushed off your concern with a laugh. He was about to start forming his well-crafted lie when he saw the hurt look on your face.

You shook your head to get rid of the grogginess and show your disapproval of his behavior. Sitting on the edge of your shared bed, you coax Kaeya to sit next to you, "Please, Kaeya, I thought we were past this." Grabbing his hand tenderly, you start to remove his glove and stroke his naked hand with care. Thinking back to all of the hurt caused by his brother, you hold his hand a little tighter.

What was wrong with Diluc for abandoning his own family like that? You never found out what happened during their argument, but you couldn't think of a single justifiable reason for Diluc to do such a thing. Noticing the tension in Kaeya's shoulders starting to evaporate, you slowly ask, "Does this have something to do with Diluc?" Kaeya's eyes flitted away from you, in turn grabbing your ire for his brother, "It's got to be him. Did he say something about it again? Just because you had one argument doesn't give him the right to speak so poorly of you or mistreat you-" Ordinarily, you would have continued rambling, but the shine of Kaeya's tear streaks stopped you right in your tracks.

Kaeya clenched the hand you weren't holding. Why did you have to make losing you so hard? He should have tried harder to keep his cool; he's an expert at that when you aren't around. You always make everything feel too much. The hand holding, the care you give so freely to a sinner like him. He wanted one more night, but now that he's allowed the floodgates to open, he knows that is out of the picture.

You move to try and hug him close to your chest, but for the first time, he resists. Kaeya decided he had to go out on his own terms; he couldn't just leave you in the dark and leave in the morning. Taking a deep breath, Kaeya shakily whispers, "I have to tell you about what happened with Diluc."

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The rain was falling over Mondstadt in sheets, and the world was overcome in curtains of water. Crepus' death should have been a hard hit for both of them, but the grief Kaeya should have been feeling was overshadowed by the immense relief he felt. Finally, he could be free from this internal anguish.

As he gazed upon his mourning brother and his father's dead body, a smirk was present on his face, "The world is truly... fascinating." When the other knights came and whisked Crepus' body away for safekeeping, Kaeya swiftly slinked away as well. Putting his hands behind his head, Kaeya whistled a happy tune. Finally, all his worries were deceased. There was no longer a fine balance he had to maintain between his homeland and Mondstadt. He would know what side to pick... Or would he?

It's not as though Crepus was his only tie to this place; he loved Diluc as well. And where was Diluc now? At home, alone, and grieving. What kind of brother was he? Here Kaeya was, reveling in the death of their father while his brother was beside himself. What had Khaenri'ah turned him into?

There was no denying it now. Before, when Kaeya was doing his knightly training and helping the people of Mondstadt, he could put the thought in the back of his mind, but in the wake of this tragedy, the idea blared impossibly loud in his brain. He is the villain. He is a spy sent from an opposing nation, acting as its people's friend when he will always be the outsider. Even his looks were different from the rest; there's only one blue-haired tan person in Mondstadt, and that's him.

Kaeya's thoughts kept spiraling, but some small piece of him still had hope. The small piece that Mondstadt had instilled in him as he was growing up. As a small child, his birth father told him of the fruitlessness of the Khaenrian struggle, but growing up with Crepus and Diluc showed him that ambition and optimism were not exclusive to those who hailed from one of the seven nations. Kaeya felt that love and joy when he was with the two of them, his family.

This hope is what led him to the Dawn Winery's front door. He noticed none of the staff was there and became thankful. What he was about to say was best kept between the family. Kaeya stood at the door for longer than necessary, working up the courage to knock. Taking a deep breath, he knocked, and he hoped.

Diluc saw the drenched and sad state of his brother before yanking open the door, "Kaeya! Thank Barbatos, you're alright." Diluc attempted to pull Kaeya inside, but he resisted, "Come on, brother. You're going to catch your death in-"

Before Diluc could continue his worrying, Kaeya took a step back and gravely said, "Diluc, I have to tell you something."

Hesitantly, Diluc quietly asked, "What is it?" You could scarcely hear his voice over the raindrops.

Kaeya looked Diluc in the eye but soon lost his resolve and looked away. Gulping on nothing, he told the truth, "I'm from Khaenri'ah, and I was sent here to serve Khaenrian interests." A long silence befell the two of them.

Eventually, Diluc was the one to break it, "Come now, brother, this is no time for jokes." He took a step forward so the rain was soaking his clothes just as it was soaking Kaeya's, "Let's stop this jest, go inside, get warmed up, and maybe- perhaps-" A choked sob cut Diluc off.

Kaeya hadn't even noticed Diluc had started to cry; the rain kept their faces drenched in water. But Diluc wasn't the only one crying; Kaeya was as well. Diluc questioned, "Are you absolutely sure? What if there was a mistake? What if-" It had only taken Diluc a mere five seconds to discern that Kaeya was telling the truth, and as soon as that realization dawned upon him, his sadness turned into anger. Kaeya's star-like pupils had given his heritage away.

Diluc's greatsword materialized, and his hand clenched around it with such force that his gloves were straining against the force of his action. Taking a hot angry intake of air, Diluc clearly stated, "Then you are a threat to Mondstadt, and you must be taken care of." With a stance that oozed confidence, Diluc raised his sword and almost struck Kaeya. If not for Kaeya's impressive dodging skills, he would have been cut clean in two.

Eyes and mouth wide open, Kaeya turned to Diluc, "Can't we discuss this? What about being brothers?" Again, Diluc had moved to attack Kaeya.

Slightly out of breath, Diluc declared, "You forfeited that right the moment you were born, Khaenrian." Those words cut Kaeya straight to the bone. He couldn't have been more wrong. How was he so foolish as to think there was any place in this world for a Khaenrian like him.

Soon after Kaeya came to his depressing conclusion, his sword materialized in his hands, and the brothers were knocking back blow after blow. Their Favonious training was promulgating off of them in waves. Kaeya was losing ground fast. The battle was unfair from the start; the only thing keeping Kaeya's clothes unburned was the never-ending rain.

As the fighting continued, Kaeya was gradually forced back off of the winery's courtyard and onto the muddy ground. Just as Diluc was readying his final blow, Kaeya felt a burst of elemental energy. He clung to this power with all of his might to save his life. Cryo met Pyro, and a swirling wind erupted between the two of them, blowing each back. Using this distraction, Kaeya slipped away, never to grace Dawn Winery as an inhabitant but only as an occasional visitor.

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By the end of Kaeya's story, you were in tears. The story was a lot to take in. Distancing yourself from Kaeya, you stare down at your hands in contemplation, "So, that's what happened..." Glancing at his eyepatch, you have one question in mind, "Are you- I mean- What I'm trying to say is-" Sighing, you work up the courage to get it out, "Are you like a Hilichurl?"

Kaeya snorted and shook his head, "No, I'm not like a hilichurl; I can assure you that I am entirely human." Sensing the lightening mood, you softly caress his right cheek.

Almost, but not quite, touching his eyepatch, you ask, "Then what's this for?" Kaeya's head jerked away at the question, and his smile fell. Your hand fell back down to your lap, and you looked away as well. That was definitely too far, "I'm sorry, Kaeya."

Your words made his heart clench. He just revealed that he's been lying to you since you met, and here you are apologizing. Why weren't you angry? Why were you fine with this? Why weren't you like Diluc? If you were like Diluc, he could deal with this. He could right off your love, but you weren't like Diluc, were you? But you should be.

"What is your problem? Why aren't you brandishing your weapons right now? Your love for me is clearly gone. Oho, wait, is this just an act?" Kaeya's voice quickly changed from angry to merry, but he wasn't done concocting his story, "Just a way to harm the sinner as much as possible. You really had me going there for a bit, believing you still loved me-" You had to cut him off; this couldn't continue, "But I still do love you!"  

Kaeya squinted at you, "I can easily see through lies, darling. Weren't you paying attention to my story? I'm the king of liars."

Inching closer to him, you urged, "But you don't have to be. You just told me the truth." Reiterating your point, you quietly say, "It doesn't have to be the way it was before."

As you scooted nearer to Kaeya, he stood from the bed and went to stand at the opposite end of your bedroom. Smirking, Kaeya continued on his tirade, "Oh yes, it does, because no one can ever love a Khaenrian, a sinner, a liar, an enemy of the state-"

He was about to continue listing all of the things he hated about himself, but you sprung from the bed to hug him with all of your might. Your words were muffled because your face was to his chest, "I don't care, Kaeya, I love you, and your words won't stop me." As soon as you had hugged him, Kaeya stiffened. All was silent for a while, but the silence was broken by Kaeya's sniffles.

Starting to rub his back soothingly, you say, "There there. It's ok. Let it all out," in repetition until he's able to calm down.

After a few minutes or so, Kaeya asks, "Are you sure; are you really sure?"

Still, within the hug, you nod against him, "I wish you had told me sooner, but the truth will never stop me from loving you." You pulled back from the hug a tad bit to look him in the eye, "I think I'm going to need some time to trust you again, but if you're willing to help me through that, I'm ready to help you. So, please don't believe you're unworthy of love just because of your heritage." At your words, Kaeya pulled you into the hug tighter. All was not well, but if you two worked on your relationship, it soon would be. A/N: I hope you enjoyed if you got to this part! 

#kaeya x reader #kaeya #genshin impact #genshin #angst #diluc #crepus #kaeya x reader angst #kaeya angst

[lavendermage]

A Safe Place to Go

Characters: Child Diluc and Kaeya, Crepus

Genre: Hurt comfort, gender neutral child reader, not canon compliant.

TW: Child abuse, physical abuse, bruses

1.5k words

AN: A comfort fic I wrote for myself. Hope this helps someone else too. Remember that you deserve to be safe. <3

The cold night air stung your face as you ran. You didn't know if they had decided to chase you. You didn't dare look back to check. It usually took half an hour to reach the winery, but you had never run like this. You usually gave up halfway through your races with the Ragnvindr brothers, when you saw them running ahead of you, racing with themselves more than they were racing with you. Fear forced your legs to keep going, to keep pushing off the cold earth.

You only stopped when you reached the winery, scooping up a handful of pebbles. You craned your neck up to find Diluc's window and aimed. You threw pebble after pebble, trying to wake him up. 

The window opened and Kaeya's face popped out. 

You waved desperately. "Kaeya! It's me! Let me in."

He ducked back into his room and you ran around to the entrance. Diluc opened the door, Kaeya hiding behind him. The lantern in his hand lit your face and the bruises on it. He opened the door wider. Kaeya led you to the couch while Diluc locked the door. 

"Who did this?" Diluc half-shouted.

You flinched. 

"We're not angry at you." Kaeya clarified, recognizing the fear on your face. He understood, in a way Diluc didn't, in a way both of you hoped he never would.

"I messed up, you know how angry they get…"

"Your guardian?" Diluc said. Both brothers knew how volatile they were, they had seen it themselves. Even in public they barely hid their anger.

You nodded, just barely. It felt wrong to tell them, it felt unfair to your guardian. They had done so much for you. You could feel the anger flare in the brothers. 

"Can I touch you?" Kaeya asked, the glow of cryo gathering on his hand. "Father always puts cold on our bruises."

You nodded again and he gently pressed his hand to your cheek. 

Diluc just watched, unsure of what to do. He settled for sitting next to you. "Do you want hot chocolate?" 

"I don't want to bother you."

"It only takes a minute."

"Ok. Then can I please have some?" You fidgeted, uncomfortable with asking anything from the brothers.. 

He stood up and took a few steps towards the kitchen. There was another set of steps though. Heavy, adult steps. The door opened and your arms darted to cover your head. 

"Did Kaeya have another nightmare?" A groggy voice asked, a voice you were in no state to recognize. You had woken them up, you were going to be punished.

"Father, (name) is hurt." Diluc said.

Their attention turned towards you, your arms over your head and shaking. The man crouched in front of you, staying more than an arm's length away. Far enough so he couldn’t strike you.

"You're not in trouble, no one is going to hurt you." His voice was even and calm, nothing like your guardian. 

You peeked out from behind your hands. Crepus wasn't like your guardian. He was safe. You lowered your hands until they were clasped in front of your throat. 

Worry was clear on his face as he took in your injuries. "Could you tell me who hurt you?"

You shook your head. Telling your friends was one thing, they were kids like you. Telling an adult was different. It was not allowed, there would be consequences.

"You don't have to worry about being punished. I won't let them hurt you." 

He didn't know. You pulled Kaeya's hand back to your check and looked away. "You can't promise that." 

"I can. It's alright if you're not ready though." He stood up. "How about a midnight snack? We're all up anyway."

Diluc held out his hand to you. You accepted it. You walked hand in hand with Diluc, your other hand holding Kaeya's sleeve. 

Crepus pulled out a box of cookies and started heating a pot of hot chocolate. "Take however many you want." 

Diluc handed Kaeya a blueberry jam linzer and picked a strawberry flavored one for himself. "What flavor do you want?" 

"Anything's fine." 

He frowned at your answer but gave you a raspberry cookie. 

"Diluc, come talk to me." Crepus called his son into the hallway. 

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"This is important." Crepus put his hand on Diluc's shoulder. "I know you know who hurt them."

Diluc looked away defiantly. 

Crepus sighed. "I understand you don't want to betray your friend but not telling someone is putting them in danger."

Diluc mumbled something. 

"I didn't hear that. Could you say it again."

"Their guardian did it." Diluc spit out, disgust evident on his face.

"I suspected as much. Seems like I'll have to pay the knights a visit."

"I could-" Diluc offered. 

"No. This isn't a child's problem to solve. You're smart and brave but you are still a child."

"I understand." The disappointment was clear on his face.

Crepus noticed and decided to soften the blow. "You can help them by offering them support. That's what they need from you right now."

"I will." He said, determination etched in his face. 

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When Crepus came back you were in the middle of a cookie. Your eyes widened. Had you eaten too many? You glanced at the box. Only half remained. 

He watched your reaction sadly, recognizing it from when he had first adopted Kaeya, that fear that still lingered in his son's eyes. "I see you liked the cookies. I'll be sure to tell the cooks that it was a success."

You relaxed. "Y-yes. They were very good."

"Those cookies are meant to be enjoyed, don't be afraid to eat more."

Diluc sat next to you. "The cooks here are great. You'll see when we eat breakfast."

"Will I be here for breakfast?"

"Of course." Kaeya said. "Father won't make you go back." His brilliant blue eye stared into yours, trying to convince you.

"Really?" You looked eagerly to Crepus.

"It's far too dangerous to go home at night." And too dangerous to be at home, he left unsaid.

"Thank you Mr. Ragnvindr!" You smiled for the first time that night, rubbing the tears from your eyes. You weren’t used to this.

"They can sleep in my room." Diluc recommended. "My bed's big enough for me, Kaeya, and them!"

"'Kaeya, them, and me'" Crepus corrected. "And that sounds like an excellent idea. Is everyone ok with it?" You nodded. "Alright then. Everybody needs to brush their teeth again after eating."

Diluc groaned and you laughed. You liked it here, it was safe. 

"(Name), are you ready to talk?" He asked. 

"Yes."

"Alright. Boys, go up and brush your teeth while I speak to your friend." The boys left and you were left alone with Crepus. "Diluc told me your guardian is hurting you. Is that right?"

You waited, looking away before nodding. 

"I'm going to have to go to the knights with this information." 

You shook your head desperately. "No, they're going to hurt me!"

"Listen to me." His voice was firm but gentle. "I will not let them. I will make sure you are safe, whether it is my own men taking care of you or the knights."

You cried. Was it finally going to stop? 

"Do you want a hug?" He asked, careful not to scare you.

You dove into his arms. He was big and strong and warm and he felt like the dad you never had. You sobbed and he just held you, petting your back comfortingly.

"It's alright. No one's going to hurt you." He whispered. "Not while I'm here."

"Thank you." You mumbled.

He led you up the stairs, holding your little hand in his huge one. You walked to the boys' bathroom, the little step from when they were smaller holding open the door. Crepus gave you a clean toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste. 

"The maids put out some spare sleep clothes, pick whichever ones you'd like." He gestured at the three cups by the sink, one red, one blue, one yellow. "The yellow cup is yours if you need a drink at night. Do not hesitate to find me or any of the maids if you need anything."

"Thank you Mr. Ragnvindr."

"It's nothing." He patted your back kindly. "I need to check with Adeline about breakfast."

You waved goodbye and looked through the pile of clothes, picking shorts and a soft hooded shirt with a turtle on it. 

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Crepus came by his son's room to check in with the three of you. Diluc was right; the bed had plenty of room for all of you. 

Diluc had kicked off the blanket, a habit he had since he received his vision. He didn't touch you, except for your hand clasped in his. Kaeya curled into you, huddled in a pile of blankets, a symptom of his vision. His hand rested on your face, cooling it. Your face was relaxed, a content smile resting on your lips. 

Crepus felt a wave of pride, for his two wonderful, kind, caring sons who supported you, and for you, for being brave enough to come for help. He would do his job now and make sure you were safe. "Goodnight children, sleep tight, don't let the crystal flies bite." He closed the door, allowing a sliver of light in.

#crepus #genshin impact #genshin fanfic #g/n reader #genshin kaeya #kaeya x you #kaeya x reader #platonic relationships #platonic!reader #diluc x reader #genshin diluc #diluc x y/n #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya ragnvindr #kaeya alberich #crepus ragnvindr #tw: abuse #hurt/comfort #tw: child abuse #ragbros

[sheepispink]

sagau idea:

you end up in teyvat under the windrise statue and after questioning if you lost your sanity you end up at the angels share looking for a job. so far this doesnt seem like a cult au so you end up explaining your story to the hot bartender:

“so you’re telling me that you went to sleep and woke up in an entirely different world”

“yup, i would’ve gone to the kof but idk they might freak out a bit”

“wait so why do you trust me”

“uhhhh someone told me about a red-haired bartender that has a compelling sense of justice and courage. so as long as you’re name is diluc all the boxes are ticked 🤷‍♀️”

“my name is crepus.”

“oh sh-“

real question is do you choose to save him and alter the timeline or let fate decide (which would possibly lead to diluc & kaeya finding out you could’ve saved their father 🤔)

#genshin #diluc #genshin impact #sagau #sagau fluff #sagau brainrot #genshin impact sagau #diluc genshin impact #kaeyagenshinimpact #crepus ragnvindr #sagau x reader #kaeya #sagau diluc #!pinksheepdrabbles

[miko-magica]

I just want your love.

♡ - Synopsis : In which teen Diluc falls inlove yet he isn't sure how to express his feelings, making it so that it comes off as if he dislikes you. // Takes place before Crepus' passing.

♡ - Contains : Tsundere Diluc(?) | Fluff |Angst |gn!reader | Knights of Favonius Diluc & you | Romance | Unsaid words |

♡ - Note : Inspired by my 3 am thoughts !! (no joke it's literally three am lord help me)| This was originally supposed to be fluffy and cute like my other fics but I still don't have Diluc and I'm almost ar 60 so :(

"Hey! How'd your mission go? I heard you had to do it with Diluc" Kaeya said while putting an arm around your shoulder " Yes.. he was a bit rude. Maybe he just doesn't like me, I've heard he wasn't fond of new people.. but we've known eachother even as children." You say with a chuckle trying not to sound offensive towards Kaeya.

"Huh, Rude you say? I mean he's occasionally harsh here and there but rude? Care to give an example?" He said removing his arm around your neck while tilting his head and crossing his arms "Well, for starters.. he started saying quite rude things to me earlier such as; You're gross, You're insufferable or even swearing at me sometimes. I feel like I already have small to no chances of even being friends with him ever again, he's changed ever since I came back from Liyue. "

Kaeya let out a chuckle "Oh, Diluc. He just isn't good with these things but... Trust me he still likes you." He continued as he pats your shoulder then walks away "I'm pretty sure the last time he talked about you was him saying he wanted to be with you everyday, I don't think he hates you one bit .. you're both so dense." He whispered— barely audible, you couldn't hear him properly yet you managed to make out the words " hates and dense "

—

"You're so bad at making a move aren't you, Diluc." Kaeya asks with a sarcastic tone, Diluc turns his head towards his brother "...What do you mean?" He asks with a confused face even though he seems to know what Kaeya meant "Hm really? Your 'insufferable' knight? No?"

His face flushes,almost as if his face replicated his hair but his eyes were also filled with panic " Ah.. so what— They ARE insufferable—! I mean they almost got hurt and they still went for the kill how stupid! I.." he didn't finish his sentence and sighed heavily

"Already having fights? I thought we agreed in 'no fighting' when you became a knight." Crepus' voice scared the two boys who quickly faced their father. "Oh if it was a fight then I would've told you father—" Diluc starts " —But he's inlove" Kaeya cuts Diluc off with an energetic tone

With a quite shocked face, Crepus chuckles to himself "..Then you really shouldn't be saying those things if you're inlove with them. You might push them away Diluc." He sighs " No— I don't like them! Father..." Diluc retorts with his face heating up ever more slightly

"Young master Diluc? Your friend is here! They're looking for you. It seems quite important." Adelinde interrupts their conversation while Diluc nodded and excused himself

"Ah.." if it wasn't the person he was all flustered over, the person who he sees in the midst of the crowd— despite the commotion; your voice is the only thing he hears. " I brought you some of my cooking, I wanted to apologize for troubling you earlier in our mission. I know it was a foolish move, thank you for saving me, Diluc." You say with a gentle smile which he seemed to despise— but in his eyes you were more than beautiful, his brows furrowed even more trying to conceal his redness and embarrassment.

"..is something wrong? If you don't want it maybe Kaeya and Master Crepus would enjoy it? Apologies I wasn't really sure if this is still your favorite food, I remember you saying it was your favorite food a long time ago—" he takes the meal from your hands and opens his mouth to talk but no words escaped his mouth, he could barely utter a word Infront of you when your eyes shone perfectly with the sunset. With no further warning he nodded slightly and shut the door in your face.

He leaned on the door, the food against his chest with his face redder than his hair and his heart beating out of his chest. Adelinde was about to tell him how rude it was to shut the door in your face but Crepus and Kaeya stopped her, the three watched the redhead unable to muster up a word enough to thank you for your gift but he also felt bad for making you feel as if you were a burden and that an apology was in order, he opens the door quickly again only to see that you've wandered off.

A week passed and Diluc never really approached you, he avoided all contact with you. Sometimes you'd get a good look at him and feel like he doesn't really hate you, that he somehow has at the very least affection or liking for you, but that was nothing but delusion in your eyes, he avoided every single interaction. He acted as if he hated you, your guts, you as a person and no matter how much Kaeya reassures you that you're liked by Diluc in some way, he still makes you feel as if he's disgusted by the thought of you.

Your last mission with him came, Kaeya and Diluc became your partner for your mission. It was clearing out a camp of abyss mages. They've gathered up in one place and it has become a very huge inconvenience to people. You came to the scene and with ease, they were dealt with. Or was it? There was barely anything audible to you, you felt as if the man you have always adored saw you as a disgusting person— hell, he probably sees you as those type of people who throw themselves at him for his money and fame.

Going back to the headquarters, Kaeya had a lot to say, he tried to make you two talk. He tried to make Diluc muster up any bit of compliment just to keep your eyes bright like before. In truth, he wasn't the only one that noticed your eyes had gone dark. Everyone did, especially Diluc, he thought you hated being with him after how he's treated you these past few weeks. It was a never ending cycle, he makes a mistake, you try to make up for it, he doesn't tell you how he feels, you get distant, he wins you over and you go back to being yourself once more and then it repeats.

A day has passed since your mission, your things were packed, you visited the winery to bid goodbye to the man who treated you as his own child and the man who supported you with every small dumb decision you have ever made— and the most important man you have ever met, the man that changed your life, your view of love and affection.

Unfortunately, Diluc stood quiet during your goodbyes, he was behind Crepus and Kaeya who gave you a hug and bid Goodbye. He stood in the shadows unsure of what to do next, he stood unknowingly shedding a tear.

"Diluc, can we talk? Just us." You say as he nods and steps out of the winery with you, he stares at you with his ever so dead eyes.

"I have longed to tell you how I felt, how I always felt the need to impress you and how I—.. I want to tell you that you are the only reason I came back to Mondstat, the only reason I became a knight. Diluc I adore you, If I may—; love, even. Diluc I love you, I have for a very long time. All I ever wanted was to tell you yet you manage to somehow make me aware of your dislike of affection. I understand, I really do. It won't stop me from how I feel for you, but Diluc Ragvindr.. there is no point of me being here if it wasn't with you, if It wasn't by your side making you feel happy— if it wasn't with you, there is nothing in this world- in the whole of Teyvat that matters. So in other words, this is goodbye. Diluc, I hope you live a happy life and love someone you truly think is worthy and may they treat you how you deserve to be treated and may they love you as much as I do."

You waited for a brief moment for a response, you hoped.. atleast a bit, atleast a little bit that he would say he felt the same way yet he stood quiet. You chuckled to yourself as you felt your eyes welling up. "Goodbye, Diluc." You walk away with your things and your tears running down your face while Diluc stood in regret, his mouth could not conjure up anything, his body was frozen, his tongue was tied. His words were trapped in his throat and there was no way to get them out. He watched you walk away— you were too far, too far away from his reach. He felt his eyes water, and soon his tears were unstoppable, they felt like fire in his eyes. He wanted to chase after you, he wanted to move his body yet he was frozen in place, he was gone— you, were gone. And it was solely because of him, him not being able to express his love, his emotions.

To this day, he wishes that you would walk into his tavern, that you would come back and say you missed him. That you still loved him, but who was he to ask for that when he had long received your wedding invitation. Who was he to long for the love of someone he hurt and who was he to wish for you to ruin your perfect life with your partner now. He can only wish for you to live a happy life, much like what you wished for him though he knows deep down that no one could ever compare to you.

#diluc ragnvindr #genshin diluc #genshin impact diluc #diluc angst #master diluc #angst no comfort #no happy ending #diluc x reader #gn reader #diluc sad #married #unsaid feelings #crepus #genshin crepus #diluc and kaeya #genshin kaeya #kaeya #kaeya alberich #ragbros

[asexual-but]

Key there I would like to become your first anon if you’d like

And here is my request

Crepus being reincarnated in our world and adoption the reader as his child and since the reader doesn’t have a good relationship with their father they see him as a real dad and the both of them get issekaied into Genshin and diluc and kaeya get their dad back with a god sibling

To Warm Your Hands, To Warm Your Heart

Quite the request you've got there! I've been writing and brainstorming it in-between my daily stuffs :)

Platonic!Crepus, Diluc, and Kaeya x Creator!Reader

Crepus, for his many self-admitted flaws, was still a kind man.

Crepus was sure he did his best for his sons, or as best he could. He ran the winery and the tavern to the best of his abilities. Still, he had regrets.

Never being awarded a vision, never becoming a knight, never getting to see either of his sons marry.

But, in one moment he was thinking over his regrets whilst bleeding out in Diluc’s arms and the next he was… fine? With a blinding flash of white light, he wasn’t in his son’s arms anymore. He was standing, perfectly fine, in an unfamiliar home, not in Mond anymore, that’s for certain.

Over a few days, he managed to piece together his new identity. Owner of an up-and-coming bar, still Crepus, but no longer a proud Ragnvindr. Whoever he was now, he had to find a way home. If he still lived, he would find a way home.

Should Barbatos will it.

No longer in Teyvat, the world lacked color like his home. Everything just that much duller, not lifeless, simply not as bright. Technology advanced far past what had been available to him at home. Crepus began to notice how much of his life in Teyvat was starting to grow fuzzy in his memory.

But that stopped when he met a new regular customer. A father and his child.

Every day the man would sit his child at the bar, order them a glass of water, and then disappear deeper into the bar while his child sat there uncomfortably and did their homework.

Drunkards. Crepus couldn’t imagine doing such a thing to either of his sons.

Crepus frowned. The child was Diluc’s age, or at least they would have been if it hadn’t been so long since Crepus last saw his son. They sat alone and uncomfortable at the bar every day until their father, drunk out of his mind, would retrieve them and bring them home. Crepus always prayed for their safety.

They spoke few words other than the meek “Thank you”s when Crepus refilled their water or offered them a snack. But slowly they began to grow accustomed to his presence.

And once they did, they spoke excitedly to Crepus, who always seemed to be listening with a fond smile. He offered them advice, and began to offer more non-alcoholic beverages simply to let them have more options than water and soda.

When it grew cold, Crepus offered them hot chocolate, even bought them some nice mittens to wear to school, which he noticed would always be on their hands when they walked in with their father.

Their father had no clue what he was missing. His child was brilliant, and here they were, closer with the owner of the local bar than with their own father.

Once they graduated from high school, they quickly got a job (before Crepus even had the chance to offer them one! He was so proud), and renounced their father who hadn’t raised them. They confided that Crepus was a better father anyway.

From that moment they were his child. No ifs, ands. or buts. Not that they complained when Crepus asked if he could refer to them as his child. They often accidentally referred to him as their dad anyway, so this just made it easier.

You and Crepus kept in close contact. Though you had no physical need for his parental help, you couldn’t complain when every day before Crepus started his shift, he texted you to ask about your day. Or when he made the worst dad jokes you’d ever heard. It was comforting given that your father by blood was one of the least caring people you’d ever met.

One day, you sent Crepus a screenshot from the game “Genshin Impact.”

His breath caught in his throat, tears filling his vision. That was Kaeya. Older for sure, but Kaeya, his son, his baby.

He started playing, needing more answers. That was Teyvat, that was his home and he couldn’t get there. How many people were playing this now? How many people were looking in on the lives of the people of Mond? Of Liyue? How many people were looking in on the lives of his sons?

You often bragged about your dad playing the game, though he didn’t play often.

One morning, when you awoke, it was to the rolling fields of Mond. Your father standing next to you, bewildered. He led you, ecstatic you, to Mondstadt. Everyone who was out and about was terribly confused.

That’s… that’s late Master Crepus… and The Creator??? Their Excellency looked ever so pleased to be there, but Crepus only seemed concerned…

Crepus realizes now that you were familiar. All this time, the kid abandoned by their blood father had been his God. And Crepus had just… adopted you???? It was turning out to be a very stressful and confusing day for poor Crepus.

People staring at you in awe was really weird, but you were excited, if not feeling a little shy now. But you felt safe with your dad. This was an excellent dream, you were so excited you could just burst.

Until you realized that your dad’s hair had changed from a bright ginger to a blazing red… And now someone had pushed Diluc to the front of the crowd… and there was another voice shouting for someone to “find Sir Kaeya.”

Diluc hesitated. The Ley Lines held memories, they could simply have leaked but… that was The Creator…

Diluc stepped forward, taller than his father, broader than before, a tired, haunted shadow to his expression. Suddenly weak…

“Dad?”

Diluc’s voice trembled with emotion, and was barely above a whisper. Crepus just brought his son into a hug as you stood by awkwardly. Before you had just laughed at the coincidence that your dad and Diluc’s had shared a name, an odd one at that but….

Before you could ponder too long, Diluc was on his knees at your feet, one of your hands held is his. He was trembling, and the sight of such a powerful person seeming so… fragile… it made you shiver a bit. Diluc’s shoulders were shaking in barely contained sobs.

“Thank you, Your Grace. I.. I don’t know what I’ve… what we've done to deserve this, but-”

Crepus cut off his son with a hearty laugh.

“You’re just lucky you never made them lose a 50/50! That would have been some divine retribution!”

Diluc looked absolutely puzzled as you and Crepus laughed. His cheeks tinged with red as he was clearly not in on the joke. Not only did the statement confuse him, but how casually Crepus referred to you. Before his death, Crepus has been very pious, he never would have been so bold as to clasp a hand on your shoulder as you pulled your hand away from Diluc…

What exactly happened between you two?

Diluc is far less chill about the “God is my little sibling” thing than Kaeya is

Once he stops being very stiff and reverent around you, he starts doting on you

First of all, you are still his god, and then you’re his youngest sibling so, no, you don’t get to complain about the expensive things he keeps giving you

Kaeya also spoils you, however he prefers bringing you out to explore Mond as his gifts

Which is why he is no longer allowed to be your bodyguard, despite being one of your first vessels

But no matter what, you never leave Mond without one or both of your brothers

They might not be able to repair their relationship, maybe not fully, but they both love you and want to be there to protect you

Diluc and Kaeya both have to admit that you’re more important to them than their… we’ll call it a squabble

Both are very affectionate with you

Many hugs are had

Although, if you need someone to talk to, you’re better off going to Crepus

Even though all three of them are very busy, Crepus is the only one who really listens, and also the only person who can really empathize with you about missing your home

But Diluc is also a pretty alright listener

Kaeya is just good at guessing what’s wrong lmao

All-in-All excellent brothers to you :)

#genshin impact sagau #genshin x reader #sagau #anon #genshin impact #abyss anon #diluc x reader #crepus x reader #kaeya x reader #platonic x reader

[diludae]

"As long as Master Diluc is well, I'm sure Master Crepus' spirit up above will also be pleased."

screenshots by diludae

weinlesefest 10/11/22, springvale

#genshin #genshin impact #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #hoyoverse #diluc r #mihoyo #dilucr #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #crepus ragnvindr #°✶ 𝙙𝙞𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙚 [𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚!]

[pearlywritings]

Would you write about crepus?

Um *sweats and laughs nervously*

I mean... I always thought he was hot. There were times when I was like "damn, I simp for Diluc but how cute it'd be to have him as my son alongside Kaeya."

Like, dating (or even marrying) the man who has these two cute boys and is well-established in life? Sign me in. Also getting Adelinde as your bestie-

To the question of writing, since I am exposed now - I honestly never considered it. I might've had some ideas, but never acted on them assuming there will be no interest in Crepus for readers.

So as to say... If people are interested, I could try. Also some suggestions wouldn't hurt since I never fully created a concept for him (I do so for every character for easier writing).

#✨asks #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #crepus ragnvindr #crepus x reader

[honoriotsusuki]

𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳

Diluc x Reader (ROYAL AU)

The Midday light shone through the polyester curtains like a moth to flame, kissing the many blankets that lay over her sleeping body, her eyes were shut tight like screws to a wooden doll house, her hair was messy and spread across the pillow like stray thread on the tassels of a a new curtain. Her eyes began to flutter open as the light kissed her cheeks, she yawned and stretched her arms letting the silk nightgown comfortably sit around her body.

She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as the blur left her eyes, she slowly slipped out of her bed and delicately placed her feet on the floor walking over to her mirror, she looked into it and looked at her horribly messy hair and shrugged putting on her slippers and opening her door, she was immediately met with yelling and panicking staff who ran around the halls like mice who had been caught, before she could ask she felt hands grip her shoulders like vices as they shook her around. “My lady, why are you not dressed?!” Joel asked, he had been assigned as one of her personal staff when she was young and would run around all day.

“Joel, is something wrong my friend?” She asked, her voice still raspy from her sleep, “Is something wrong?! My lady, are you sick? For this is not a matter to joke about!” He huffed, Y/N pried his arms off of her shoulders and looked at him strictly, “Joel, stop fraying and tell me what has made you this hysteric.” She commanded, Joel sighed and looked up at her. “You’ve woken up four hours before our guests arrive, that's barely enough time to get you ready!” Joel expressed. Y/N looked up at him confused, “Ready for what? Do I not already wake at this time?” She asked, confused. Joel groaned, “Have you truly forgotten my lady?” He asked, “I suppose I have.” Y/N confessed, Joel rolled his eyes and pinched his nose bridge. “Our guests from our fair neighbor Mondstadt, they arrive today for the ball, you are meant to be ready to greet them.” Joel explained. Y/N’s eyes widened as she began to spiral, “Oh dear, has the date come this soon?” She asked in disbelief. “Yes my Lady it has. Now go and get the maids to get you ready, you must look presentable for the Ragnvindrs.

Y/N sighed and closed her door, she was hoping she could just run away for one day avoid her responsibilities, it could all just dissolve and leave her for one day and let her rest, she would be eternally grateful to the lord of anemo, she would serve him all of her measly life if he gave her one day to rest, one day to relax and be free.

However as hard as she prayed that was not her fate, her fate was to be a princess, a princess with no control over what she would do as that fell to her parents, she just hoped this would not be the day that their mercy runs out, that they decide to shackle her to a prince who she does not wish to be with. For a fate without freedom was a fate worse than death.

As the hours flew by she was pulled around the castle by staff, insisting on her attire, how she should greet them and the most official posture she should use. She never understood the manners she was meant to show, of course she knew her basic manners, say please and thank you, always be polite to hosts, take your shoes off upon arriving in a home. However she never understood the rules she was made to follow, using the correct fork or her posture. How could her posture show how she felt? It was all so confusing.

The dress she ended up wearing was actually rather nice, the Maids had to show her over thirty different dresses until she agreed on what to wear, either it was too itchy or far too big, she was never one for poofy dresses, as they made it so she would have to lean down to get something from a table so her dress would not hit against it.

She felt bad for her maids as they were just doing their job, she would talk to her parents about giving them a bonus on this month's check because of this fiasco. Once everything was finally finished there was only thirty minutes until the family arrived, she sat in her throne uncomfortably as it offered no comfort, why not add cushions on the idiotic gold chairs? They were far too showboaty for her taste and made her feel as if she was yertle the turtle.

Her parents sat in the chairs on each side of her, their chairs were taller than hers making her look tiny, she hated it. She hated how they looked so stoic and silent, she always empathized with her mother the most. After all, she was forced into a marriage she couldn't stand and was forced to bear children, that's why their relationship was so strained, she couldn't blame her mother. If she was forced to have a child she would feel apathetic to it as well. And her father was far worse, it felt as if any time she looked away he judged her, prying his eyes deep into her skin like an angry shark.

“Y/N shall you drape such clothing around your body?” Her father asked, venom in his voice that seeped into her like a viper. “Fritz, you speak venom and blasphemy, let the poor girl wear her dress.” Her mother bit back at her father, her mother would defend her occasionally, though she acted cold she always had moments of kindness towards her. “Romi tape your mouth shut, for this does not require your presence.” Her father seethed looking over at her mother, Romi didn't even flinch, she had gotten used to his rude tones and awful attitude. Y/N sighed as she sank into the chair, it always seemed so hopeless to try and stop their arguments, they would start back up again, what was the point.

Suddenly the doors to the throne room opened, Y/N looked up to see a group of three men walking in, the tallest was a man with bright red hair, King Crepus. She had heard of his endeavors in his kingdom, truly honorable. Beside him were two boys, one was the spitting image of Crepus, just slightly younger and less smiley, the other was the exact opposite. He had dark skin and dark blue hair, and he wore a sly smile. It was odd, were they siblings? Y/N had always wanted a sibling, but her parents only needed one heir so it was never even a thought.

“King Heinrich, I am humbled at the sight of your palace, it is an honor to bask in your presence my lord..” Crepus spoke smoothly, kneeling down. Fritz put out his hand, “Sir, please call me by my first name, my honor is not to bespoke thee.” Fritz spoke, Y/N huffed silently, he wore his honor like a badge, he was just showing off. Crepus smiled and got off his knee, “my sons, Keaya and Diluc.” Crepus signaled to the two boys behind him, they both bowed. Fritz nodded and moved his hand to point towards Y/N. “Y/N my child.” Fritz introduced her, she felt her cheeks heat up like she had hot coals inside them, her father only ever spoke so kindly in the presence of a guest. Y/N knew it improper but she wished he would show his impish language to the guests, show the horrors that lie beneath the mask of king Fritz.

Y/N nodded and got up, giving the guests a small curtsy before sitting back down on the uncomfortable throne, it hurt her back to sit. She never understood how her mother was able to bear sitting on these chairs all day, as her mothers chair had even less cushioning than hers. Her fathers chair was comfortable, it had a pillow slung on every side. Whenever Y/N asked why their chairs were so much worse her father would always give the same response,

“Quiet child, be grateful for your gold and jewels, for you have no choice in this matter, you are the same as the woman who brought you into this world, ungrateful and hysterical.”

She despised the man that called himself her father, he was nowhere close to being her father. After the greetings had finished Y/N got up and excused herself to her room, she wished not to be part of the festivities and food, for it only brought more sadness to her heart. She stayed in her room, sitting on the balcony and watching as the sun moved through the sky like a shattered clock.

She was knocked out of her trance as she heard a small knock on the door, she slowly got up and found her mother waiting on the other side. For the first time in Y/N’s life she saw her mother as her- well as her mother, not as a looming figure of perfection or an acquaintance, but her mother. “Mother I implore thy words why are you at my chamber door?” Y/N asked, her voice still hoarse from her weeping. Romi looked at the girl with a sympathetic frown. “My dear i am sorry for the odd arguments that took place today. I wish you were not there when we fought.” Romi sighed, Y/N frowned and looked away, straying away from her mothers sympathetic gaze. “This is far from the first time I have seen you and father fight. However it seems you are always far too entranced in each other's faults to notice I sit right in front of you.” Y/N spoke coldly. Romi sighed and cupped her daughter's cheek with a smile, “My dear i can not imagine the things i must make up for, but please, come down and join us in the ballroom. Try to make some friends my love.” She sighed, kissing Y/N on her forehead.

Y/N was conflicted, on one hand her mother had just shown her genuine affection, something her soul craved beyond no other, but her head was yelling at her to contain her anger, to not give into forgiveness, it was a complicated feeling. Nonetheless Y/N nodded and softly shut the door on her mother, she fixed herself up and walked down to the ballroom.

It was full to the brim of dancing men and women, twirling and turning in a beautiful pattern like the cogs of an eternally functioning machine. Y/N sighed and stepped down the stairs, she could feel some eyes that had drawn towards her. She had long gotten used to the stares of judgment from others, however she still hated them. The glares and comments of children never fully left her. Being part of a royal family came with issues such as being associated with any sort of drama. It was exhausting.

As her foot finally stepped over the last step she felt her shoes come in contact with the hard cold ballroom floor, she took a deep breath and quietly made her way to the corner of the room, she was attempting to strengthen her relationship with her mother, her mother never said anything about staying in corners. Y/N sighed as she stepped onto one of the hidden balconies of the ballroom hidden behind the large intimidating curtains. It was nighttime now, it was beautiful, the lower down you were in the city the more underwhelming the nights would be, barely able to see stars and planets, but from the high altitude of the castle you could see it all, it was always so mesmerizing. Joel used to tell her tales of her childhood when she would sneak out of her room after her bedtime and marvel at the stars above. She had always felt an obsession with them, how could she not? They were wondrous.

She heard the clacking of dress shoes behind her and whipped her head around, she looked back and was shocked to see Prince Diluc, well there goes her relaxed time. “You don't like parties either, I take it?” He asked, Y/N looked over at him with shock, his voice was so… casual. She was always spoken to like it was a riddle, and she spoke back in turn. It was so refreshing to hear a regular sentence. “I've never liked them, they make me feel like I've caught a cold.” Y/N sighed. Diluc chuckled and stood beside her resting his elbows on the banister.

“Your father seems upset.” Diluc mused, Y/N chuckled. He was good at hiding it in front of guests. “He's probably not too pleased that i'm not in there with him, he never liked me being too far.” Y/N sighed in annoyance, her fathers overprotectiveness came off as charming to most people, but to her it was a vice, just another negative trait of his that she could add to the pile.

“I'm sorry he likes that.” Diluc sighed, there wasn't much he could say, after all words could only bandage so many wounds. “It's not your fault.” Y/N sighed looking over at the red head. The two sat in silence for a while as they looked at the stars.

“What is it like in Mondstadt?” Y/N asked abruptly. Diluc thought for a moment as he stared at the skies above, “It's peaceful, free, calm. It feels like home even if you've never been there.” Diluc explains, Y/N nods and pictures the land Diluc described in her mind. “It sounds amazing…” She sighs dreamily watching the stars.

“Yeah you are.” As the words left Dilucs mouth he looked away in embarrassment, “Hmm? What did you say?” Y/N asks, snapping out of her daze, “I-uh- I said, yeah it's pretty amazing!” He sputtered out words in a panic, Y/N looked towards him and chuckled. “Maybe you could take me there someday.” She asked, looking towards him. “Yeah, that would be nice.” He sighed.

Y/N peered back into the ballroom and noticed that the group inside had begun the waltz, a small lightbulb went off in her head as she extended her hand to Diluc, “Hey, wanna dance?” She asked, he looked at her with a flushed face. He pretended to cough as he cleared his face and took her hand. “That would be lovely.” He responded happily.

Y/N dragged him into the ballroom as the two danced, one foot in front of the other as they swayed back and forth like pieces on a music box, as they danced away they felt right, at peace together as they swayed. Y/N looked up into his eyes only to notice he had been staring, they both looked away in embarrassment, it was nice. Just the two of them moving back and forth.

For once Y/N couldn't feel the eyes prying into her back, it didn't matter if she didn't care or if they were really gone, she felt happy, for the first time in ages, she felt happy! Is this what being a princess was meant to feel like? If so, she felt cheated, she could stay in the cycle forever, moving back and forth with the prince as he giggled and blushed. She felt so happy, so…right.

Word count: 2611

I actually kind of hate this, but I needed to post something.

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Dawn

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WARNINGS: violence, angst, cursing

SINOPSIS: After the death of someone dear all three had parted ways some good and some for the worse

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Cold...it's so fucking cold. I’m freezing even though the flames of my brother's vision ignited and is headed straight for me. I'm tired so why not accept fate and let it burn out rather than fade away?

“I was aware of the predicament you were in Kae.” the youngest Ragnvindr told Kaeya as he stared at them shocked not expecting that answer since he knew no...he thought he had hidden it well but was proved otherwise. Not only that but you seem to have reacted differently from how Diluc did. Kaeya continued going who knows where after he recovered from his initial shock.

 ”Do what you want with that information I couldn't care less about what happens next.” he needed to get himself patched up and some time alone after what had happened with Diluc. 

You on the other hand continued to find your eldest brother to have a chat with him. What he did was horrible. Even if Kaeya’s timing to reveal himself as a spy was off he had no right to even lay a hand on him let alone use his vision to try and kill him. He wasn't the only person who lost their father that day. He was your father too. As you were walking you found Diluc leaning against the tree.

“Luc, why would you harm Kae like that? What would father say when he sees his kids fighting-”

 “He is a traitor that's what he is. Father shouldn't have taken him in. He doesn't deserve to bear the name Ragnvindr to begin with.” Diluc interrupted you as he turned to leave.

“He didn't have a choice now did he! He was nothing but a kid, you wouldn’t know how it would've felt to have to bear such a burden!” you screamed at him which made him stop all movements.

 “I would always hear him cry when he thinks no one is around. Scared of what he is to do-” You were suddenly on the muddy ground with the tip of his weapon against your neck.

“You too do not deserve to bear the name Ragnvindr. You had chosen his side over mine. I wouldn’t be surprised if you had done something just as bad.”

You’re terrified and you want your brothers back even though your brother was there he wasn't the Diluc you knew. No, it was someone with the intention to kill and you are his next target. 

You swiftly dodged the attack sent by him daring not to attack one of your only living family members who deems you an outcast. The flames that he sent were endless you had narrowly dodged. You managed to kick his weapon out of his grasp but you had let your guard down making Diluc grab you by the collar of your shirt. He threw you into a tree making the air leave your lungs. You got back up and jumped to the side as he threw the claymore at the tree where you once were a few seconds ago.

You were getting exhausted and weak from the amount of injuries you endured, everything around you was starting to spin. The only thing that caught your attention was a bright red light heading straight for you.

Here you are lying down in the mud as the rain falls on you. Everything hurts and it feels as if every fiber in your body is set on fire then again you’re eldest brother Diluc had a pyro vision. A set of footsteps could be heard not far from where you lay. 

“Poor little Ragnvindr, all alone in a cruel world with nowhere to go.” said the oh-so-familiar voice. 

A voice that you know too well. The voice of Il Dottore, 2nd of the Fatui Harbinger. You heard of the many things he has done so in the past all being gruesome in many ways it wouldn't be a surprise if he had something to do with your father Master Crepus's death. 

As he came closer you started panicking and with the little strength left you lunged at him to try and injure him anything to get him away from you. You wanted to live to see another day. Just to see your friends, your family. You wanted to get out alive you needed to. 

But what was there to live for when everything you cared for was gone? No home to go back to and no one else to care for you. Your friends just stayed with you because you’re a Ragnvindr now with that stripped away from you they would want nothing to do with you.

All Dottore had to do was to move to the side to evade your worthless attempt of an attack. How pathetic of you to show weakness just like that. Was all that training just for show? 

You fell face-first into the ground. You wanted to cry, scream, anything. You felt as if you were going to explode with all the thoughts swarming in your mind.

“I’m not a Ragnvindr...not anymore,” you muttered making no attempts to get up. You were too exhausted to fight him so why not make it easier and just go to sleep, you’re tired, aren't you? 

And with that, you close your eyes allowing yourself to be consumed by darkness.

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