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daisydoesfanfics · 2 days
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|Eternity|
Diluc, Alhaitham, Neuvilette, Zhongli x gn!reader
Description: In which you brought clarity to their life.
Genre: Romance, Angst (fluff if you squint)
Warnings: None (written in the character's point of view/first person)
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The word 'eternity' has always been so vague to me. Sure I know it means 'forever', but still. How can you claim that something is eternal if nothing is?
I've learned that life is a come and go cycle, people come, and people go. I've learned to live my life with no expectations. I don't get attached to anything or anyone either. That way, when disappointment strikes, I won't feel bad. It won't be difficult for me to let go. I make friends, acquaintances, but I've always kept them at arm's length. I lived every day like it was an obligation, not a choice.
But that was until I met you.
At first I treated you like everyone else. I didn't treat you harshly, but I just couldn't let my guard down. I felt myself warming up to your awkward jokes and warm smiles. So I tried to shut you out. Yet no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. You kept drifting back to me. And I slowly began to embrace you.
I enjoyed having you beside me. I enjoyed having your arm looped with mine as we walked down the park. You made the sun shine brighter and the oceans calmer. You gave me a reason to wake up everyday. You changed my life full of routines into a life full of unexpected surprises. And it felt wonderful. I felt alive for once.
But then again, life is a come and go cycle. You came into my life, and quickly you left. I thought that losing you would be cold and lonely. That my life would return to its boringness. It didn't. Sometimes, despite not seeing or hearing you, I could feel you. I question if I've gone insane, but no. It wasn't insanity, it was love. You inspired me to keep going. You drove me to find my purpose. You're the angel that whispers in my ear, telling me to do the right thing. And even if you're gone, you're present in my heart. It's been a while since you've left, but my love for you has remained the same, if not stronger.
So, I think understand now. Life is not forever. But love lasts an eternity.
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A/N: idk if i like this😮‍💨 but i'll post it for the sake of posting (also to make up for my almost one year disappearance) i feel like this could fit xiao too, and maybe geto but im not sure, still you can imagine this with any of your favorite characters! also in mu opinion, you probably died in the end so🥰 also lets pretend zhongli and neuvillette aren't immortal-
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earthtooz · 3 months
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x : MY DILUC, MY EVERYTHING :*+゚
in which: you tell diluc that klee finds him 'too boring' to be your boyfriend. he can't help but feel like she's right.
warnings: 1.3k words, insecure diluc who needs a little reassurance, mostly dialogue, klee being cute but also a menace, so much fluff with a dash of angst.
a/n: i have not posted anything in so long, but i wanted this to be my first fic of 2024 because i love diluc <3 i hope you all enjoy this little fic!
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“What do you mean Mr Diluc is your boyfriend?” Klee asks, tilting her head to the side with an inquisitive look in her eyes as you bend down to her height.
“I mean that Mr Diluc is my boyfriend. My partner. We’ve been together for years now.” 
“You mean that Mr Diluc, right?” She raises a tiny hand in the direction where the red-haired in question stands. He’s immersed in conversation with Kaeya and Jean, but from one glance you can tell the estranged brothers are up to no good. Or rather, that Kaeya is having the time of his life provoking your partner.
“That’s the one. I think he’s the only one, Klee.”
Her pointer finger then comes up to her chin in contemplation, and her breath of contemplation materialises as a small cloud, condensating in the winter chill. “Why?”
“What do you mean, why?”
“Why is he your boyfriend?”
“Well, why wouldn’t he be?”
“No offence to Mr Diluc, but he’s so cold and boring!” She cries, clenching her fists to her chest, as if being ‘boring’ was a crime to humanity. “And he never smiles. He should smile more but I would find him scarier like that… so maybe he should stay the way he is: a total gloomy bum bum!”
You can’t help but laugh at her honest statement, muffling the noise with your hand. She blinks at you and wonders what she said that made you laugh, but you simply tell her that it’s nothing.
“Maybe, but I love that ‘gloomy bum bum’ just the way he is.”
“But… why? Y/n is so kind and knows how to smile! Mr Diluc is too sad and boring for you.”
Over the course of your relationship with the wine monopolist, you were met with resistance from various people who believed they wanted ‘the best’ for him. These were including, butand not limited to, businessmen, his admirers, and old aristocrats with wealth on the brink of collapsing. You never let their passive aggressiveness get to you, their comments burned to ashes by the way Diluc lights the way for you with his undying flames. 
Yet hearing a child, who has no real grip of the world beyond explosions and how not to blow up Monstadt, explain that Diluc shouldn’t be with you because he doesn’t know how to smile is… unbelievable. Her intentions are nothing but pure for her knowledge of the world has not yet been tainted by the nuance of human behaviour. As refreshing as it feels to have her support, any insults you hear about Diluc are unpleasant to hear. Though she may not hold any malice, perhaps her judge of character needs to be deepened.
“Sometimes, the coldest people are really the warmest,” you begin, gently wrapping her scarf around her neck. “Mr Diluc is one of those people.”
“Really?”
“Warmer than a fireplace, or a Pyro Crystalfly, or Jumpty Dumpty.”
Her eyes widen. “Really?”
“Yes, but please don’t go blowing one up just to see how warm it can be. Jean already told you about the animals hibernating during winter, you shouldn’t go disturbing them.”
She tucks her hands behind her back, eyes downcast and ears flopped.
“Do you remember when Albedo took you to Dragonspine and when you melted a chunk of ice, crystalflies flew out of it?”
“They were so pretty and became super warm! I wish I caught one of them, but they flew away too quickly.”
“Mr Diluc is just like that ice with the fireflies. You just need to warm up to him and when you do, he can be one of the best people you’ll ever meet.”
“Will he fly away too?”
“You could keep an eye on him and find out.”
She nods, determination alighting in her eyes with the new task you assign her. Although you’re pretty positive she won’t ever succeed with it, you’re just happy you’ve found a way to show Klee that your lover isn’t as terrible as she deems. A flash of familiar red hair appears in your periphery.
“Dear?” He calls, capturing your attention. “Shall we head into the tavern now? It’s too cold to stay out here.”
Sparing one last glance at Klee who regards your partner with fire in her eyes, you can’t help but smile at the pure innocence in her heart. With a ruffle of her hair as goodbye, you take Diluc’s hand and stand, waving goodbye to the rest of the group before heading in the direction of Angel’s Share. Shuddering, you sink deeper into the wool of your coat and the warmth of his Pyro Vision, a perfect combat to the winter frost that’s covered Monstadt.
“You know,” you begin when both of you have arrived at the empty tavern and the red-haired has a fire started in the corner. He urges you to continue with a soft ‘hum’. “The conversation I had with Klee just won’t leave my head.”
“Oh? What’d she say?”
Sitting down on a cold stool, you keep your gaze on him as he walks behind the counter. It seems like he’s preparing drinks and snacks for you: some cheese, crackers, and grapes.
“First of all, she only found out today that I was dating you.”
“Oh? Jean or Albedo haven’t told her before?”
“I guess neither of us appear that much in conversation together. But she refused to believe it at first, being like ‘you mean that Mr Diluc?’, ‘why is he your boyfriend?’,” you laugh. “She thought that you were too gloomy to be with me and that I should be with someone who knows how to smile.”
His cheese knife halts, the sound of metal meeting wood slicing through the atmosphere. However, you’re too engrossed in retelling the story to notice the way he freezes.
“How silly. Kids really have the wildest presumptions and thoughts to match.”
Diluc continues preparing the food, stiff hands moving along the counter. You don’t say more than that, saving further conversation for when he’s done. As he sets the arrangement of crackers, cheese, and grapes down, it’s accompanied by a heavy sigh.
“What if… she’s right?” Asks the winery owner, voice no louder than a whisper.
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“I did, but I don’t understand why you think that way too.”
“Well, smiling isn’t my strong suit anymore and I’ve been told by the knights that the children find my expression too scary.”
“You know anyone can smile, right?” You ask jovially. “It’s not like a statistical impossibility-“
“It’s not just that,” he interjects sharply. Your smile fades, acknowledging Diluc’s sombre expression that clarified he wasn’t joking around like you thought. However, seeing the change in your attitude sobered him and that sharp glance fades, turning into something remorseful and softer. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap like that.”
“No no, it’s my fault for not taking you seriously. Please, go on.”
“I’m quite boring, you know.” He fiddles with the ends of his leather gloves. “Did you never think that maybe what Klee said could be correct?”
“Never because she’s not correct. Honestly, Diluc, after all these years of being together and hearing what some people have to say about us, I never thought you’d think like this.” 
He casts his gaze downwards. “Because those people don’t know me like you do.” 
Two hands come up to cup his cheeks, gently directing him to look up at you and meet your kind expression. All inhibitions he had melt away at the sight of your smile.
“I can only hope they never do,” you reply simply, confidence lacing your words. 
Being with him is not easy. He is a busy man, one who manages the entirety of Monstadt’s wine business during the day and takes to the shadows to look after your beloved city at night. Yet, despite working with the sun and moon, he still gives all of him to you. For as long as Diluc will allow it, you hope to be the only person he’ll pick baskets of grapes with, play slow games of chess with, and freely lay out his convictions to. 
You’ll be damned to give up your spot beside him without a fight.
Diluc doesn’t believe he deserves the same. “You’re too patient with me. I’ve let you down too much for you to be this forgiving,” he grabs your wrists and gently knocks his forehead against yours. “I can’t give you everything you want.”
“You’re my Diluc, you already are everything.”
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tojivu · 1 year
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one bed + morning after ⋆ genshin men
an. clearijg up drafts (that i like), expect more soon
cw. genshin men & one bed trope, includes zhongli diluc childe thoma. f!reader implied. sfw.
playing. nothing revealed / everything denied by the 1975
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DILUC’s face is almost as red as his hair. he hoped to get this trip over and done with; considering how the friend group had just dragged him on this adventure when he had better things to do. however, he found the silver lining he didn’t expect; you.
he had always found you attractive, sometimes stealing glances at you when you’re talking to his friends or secretly hoping you would ask him to hang out (without your annoying friends tagging along, as they had always done)—so when he finds out he’s stuck with you for the night, he has mixed feelings. he sticks himself to the wall, feeling too awkward to even sit down, and you’re combing your hair in the mirror.
“i’m gonna go to bed soon. you gonna stand there all night, luc?”
god, the way you said his name. “no, i’ll be on the couch.”
“don’t be silly.” you put the comb down and turn off the bathroom lights, then getting on the bed to make yourself comfortable. you pat the empty space next to you to signal that it’s okay, that he could sleep next to you if he wanted. “don’t be scared. it’s not that big of a deal.”
of course it wasn’t, to you.
diluc reluctantly gets on the bed, and he’s as stiff as a wood plank. you turn and look at him, on your side, and he fights his urge to look back at you; he knows he’ll just make a fool of himself. “goodnight, luc.”
you expected diluc to be sleeping, facing the ceiling—as if he didn’t move from the night before. but your eyes flutter open and you see diluc facing you, his face only inches away; sleeping peacefully. the sunlight is seeping in through the curtain gaps, and the air is cold.
diluc wakes and he doesn’t jump in surprise, instead he opens his eyes and stares lazily at you—as if you were a sight he saw every morning; natural, like you were meant to be there with him. his morning voice is rough as he speaks, “good morning, y/n.”
your heart is merciless that morning, diluc swore he could hear your heartbeat pounding.
CHILDE doesn’t realise how troublesome it is to have such a tiny bed to two people. he had always slept alone, in a queen, his sleeping positions almost always bizarre as he had space to spare. your friend group didn’t think to consider whether making him sleep in a small hotel room with only one bed would trouble him— but as soon as he was told that he was sharing a room with you, his face lit up. childe didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, though, but it would be a lie if he said he didn’t want to be stuck with you for a whole 8 hours.
“did you hear?” he leans against the counter at the reception desk, on one arm, looking at you with a smirk on his face. you’re guessing what it could be—what prank he’d be pulling on you this time.
“we’re sharing a room?” you guess, voice monotone and bored; it was 12 in the morning and all you wanted to do was sleep—entertaining childe’s nonsense was not going to be a part of your nightly routine. you expect a big “no!” from him, but he keeps quiet instead.
after a few seconds of awkward silence, he reaches for the keycard in your hand and grabs hold of it. “i guess i’ll unpack first, then.”
there wasn’t any point in fighting the receptionist for your own room, since she told you they were packed for the week and reservations had already been made.
you’re on the far end of the bed while childe is comfortable. the pillows smell like his shampoo. you can’t sleep, and he notices that. childe snickers at how you’re trying so hard not to fall off the bed.
“c’mere.” he offers, “there’s space.”
“there isn’t.”
“trust me, i don’t like this either.” what a liar, he thought to himself.
you reluctantly shift closer to him, yet thankful he offered—you were close to moving anyway. “this is so stupid.”
when you wake, you find yourself facing the wall—childe’s arms are wrapped around your waist, his chest pressing against your back. he’s still asleep, his light snores being the only thing you can hear. you tell yourself this is not what you wished to wake up to, but the blush creeping up on your face says everything.
ZHONGLI finds it completely normal. he cannot take a hint. it was just a business trip, and he didn’t want you (his secretary) to sleep uncomfortably. you had much to do the morning after and a sore back would do you no good—he was just being a responsible boss. just that, nothing else. he doesn’t notice the blush on your cheeks when he tells you to get in bed with him, and when he tells you goodnight when his face is only inches away from yours. it seems like you don’t notice how he gets a little nervous when you move closer—or accidentally brush your hands against his under the sheets, either.
zhongli takes off his slippers, then throwing the towel on his neck onto the chair next to the nightstand. you’re already in bed, laying down like a mummy—afraid to make a bad impression.
“busy day tomorrow.” he says. “goodnight, y/n.”
you muster the courage to say it back, but the heartbeat pulsing in your ears make it hard. “goodnight.”
“why are you laying down like that?” he suddenly says, just moments after you close your eyes. you jolt awake, surprised he would ask.
“i don’t want to make you uncomfortable, mr. zhongli–“
“don’t be ridiculous. come.” this is not normal. superiors are not supposed to be in the same bed as their secretaries. you’re not supposed to be in the same bed as your superior. nevertheless, he’s your boss. if he wants you to come closer, who are you to disobey?
you move closer to him, letting out a sigh of relief because theres much more space on his side of the bed. you hope it won’t be awkward at tomorrow morning’s meeting, and you hope no one catches you leaving his hotel room as soon as the sun rises.
your eyes open and the sun is rising. the sky is a pink-orange colour—the air is warm, but not too warm. you turn your gaze to your side and see zhongli, sleeping peacefully, and it hits you that you’ve never seen your boss like this. you’d just assumed that he never slept; such a workaholic he is. with his position, who has time to get shuteye?
you don’t realise he’s awake until he says something. you’ve been staring at him for a few minutes now.
“take a picture, it’ll last longer, miss y/n.”
you’re too tired to feel embarrassed, but the red on your cheeks show it anyway. “good morning, mr zhongli.”
“first time i’ve slept so soundly,” he smiles, “we should do this more often.”
zhongli was always blunt and straightforward, though it never bothered you. in fact, you admired that about him—something about the morning air and your boss waking up next to you stirs something in your chest.
THOMA was the shy classmate you always wanted to befriend. he was often seen reading books in the corner of the classroom, his head down and his eyes scanning pages. you were the popular kid, always being approached by those who are interested in you—but thoma was the only one who could catch your attention. you end up making friends with him, and spontaneously invite him on a trip outside the city. a small hostel was all you two could find, and even then, the prices were… outrageous.
“i could pay for two rooms, if you’re not comfortable.” you offered him, but knowing thoma, he’d probably decline and say—
“no, that’s a lot of money.” he shakes his head, “we came all this way. we still need money to head home.” of course, thoma was too sweet to make you do such a thing for him.
when you enter the room, you’re surprised to see only one bed. you’d just sleep on the floor, you thought—you dragged thoma out here, it would only be polite to do such a thing for him.
“so you wanna face the wall or..”
“what?”
“oh, you’re not sleeping on the floor, are you?” he questions, and you think he must be going crazy. what kind of guy asks a question like that? “we walked a lot today.”
your confidence is nowhere to be found now—with thoma, it’s hard for you to find the right words to say because you’re always so nervous; it’s a curse, especially during times like these. you decide to just suck it up for the night. thoma was a deep sleeper; and you knew this because of the train ride here—he was snoring so loud the whole cabin could hear him, and your pokes and shoves did nothing to wake him. it wouldn’t be much of an issue to sleep next to him, you hope.
it’s surprisingly easy to fall asleep next to thoma, his body warms the bed up and you find yourself inching closer to him as the hours pass—it’s comfortable, regrettably, but you can’t help yourself. it’s 4 in the morning when your head is buried into thoma’s shoulder, warmth encapsulating you; and the air is quiet until he speaks.
“it’s so cold tonight,” he’s complaining, though his tone sounds awfully happy, and you feel him hold your hand under the covers. “this hostel is so shitty.”
“isn’t it?” you’re smiling so hard you swear your cheeks are going to fall off. thank the stars it’s pitch dark in the room.
you wake hours later, thoma’s arm under your neck and holding you close. it’s no longer cold, you realise. you hear snoring in your right ear, and you’re once again thankful he can’t see your expression—a bright red.
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fallingdownhell · 1 month
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Heyaaa!
I saw your request is open soo...
Can i request gn reader with Ayato, Kazuha, Diluc, and Kaeya where the reader is pranking them by shouting their full name (since we know their full name) what is going to be their reaction?
Feel free to ignore or decline this request^^
I love this! So much! Thank you for your request<3 Characters Included: Kazuha; Diluc; Ayato; Kaeya Content: gender neutral reader; established relationship; pranking the boys by calling their full names; not proofread yet Word count: 2,6k words Have fun with this one<3
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Kazuha
This morning was peaceful, Kazuha thought as he layed in bed, the morning rays of the sun shining in through the open window. He let them warm his body as he slowly woke up more and more from his slumber.
When he extended a hand to feel for your sleeping body next to him, he found the space empty. Cold at that, indicating that you've been gone for a while.
A groan left him, Kazuha hated it when he woke up without you next to him. He'd much rather spend his morning cuddling you in bed than doing anything else.
But then the next moment, the smell of something cooking hit him, and he knew that you were already out and about making breakfast for the both of you.
So, with a sigh, Kazuha decided to get up and get himself ready before heading down to join you in the kitchen.
He got up from bed and stretched his body out first, then headed into the adjacent bathroom. Taking a shower first thing in the morning always felt refreshing to him and it most often than not was the last push he needed to fully wake up.
Once that was done and he headed out of the shower again, Kazuha got dressed and combed through some tight knots of his hair. He was still in the middle of doing so, when suddenly, the silence of the house was interrupted by a shout of his name.
"Kaedehara Kazuha! Get down here!", your voice shoutet and instantly, Kazuha's body froze up. There were a million thoughts in his head, and yet also, not a single one except for: he had somehow fucked up.
The tone in which you had shouted his name sounded mad and if that wasn't a clear indication about your mood, the use of his full name certainly was.
To not make your mood any worse, he hurried to put the comb away and throw the last piece of clothing on while he already hurried out of the bathroom and towards you into the kitchen. He was preparing himself internally for whatever it was that he did that pissed you off so much and already had a million apologies on his tongue.
But, to his surprise, when he got to the kitchen, he found you there, utterly calm as you put the food on two plates for each of you. You didn't even notice him coming in.
"(Name), my love..", he carefully spoke, just in case, but in reality, he was so confused.
"Oh, good. Food's ready!", you look up and smile at Kazuha, which then throws him completely out of loop. He just stands there and stares at you.
"Is something the matter, dear?", you ask him, that smile still on your lips as you sit down at the table. That's when the puzzle pieces fall for Kazuha and he visibly relaxes, letting out a drawn out breath.
"Please, don't do that again, love. I was scared for my life."
You laugh at that, apologizing for scaring him that much. He doesn't really care as long as you apologize with a cuddle session afterwards.
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Diluc
Since you moved in with Diluc at Dawn Winery, the time you spend together has improved significantly compared to before, but it still wasn't nearly enough as to what both of you would want it to be.
He still had lots of work to do, managing the Winery, the Angel's Share, and all the business he likes to take over as the Dark Night Hero. Even so, the fact that the two of you are now living under the same roof has changed things for the better.
You know get to see him every morning, since Diluc has made it a point to stay in bed until both of you have to get up for work. You always eat dinner together and he makes an effort to spend every other evening with you. He really tries his best for you.
He even moved his office next to your shared bedroom, so that there aren't too many rooms between you and when you want to see the other, you only have to go into the adjacent room and not wander the entire mansion.
Tonight was a night Diluc had dedicated to his work, which he made you aware of and you were okay with, since you told him that you could use the time to continue the book you were currently reading.
Diluc was hunged over stacks of papers, trying to sort them from most to least important before he went into looking over them. He had worked through a good portion of it already, thinking that he was making great progress. When he looked at the clock on the wall, it told him that it was already almost midnight.
But not to worry. In about an hour or so, he would be done and could join you in bed. Or so he thought. But when he wanted to continue his work after a short break, he suddenly heard you yelling from next door.
"Diluc Ragnvindr!", your voice shoutet his name and he immediately picked up on the tone of your voice. You sounded upset..
Instantly, he began thinking back, trying to figure out what could have made you angry at him. You were fine when he last saw you at dinner, smiling and laughing with him. Then he went to his office afterwards. He couldn't possibly have done or said anything to upset you... right?
His body, that had faced towards the door that lead to your shared bedroom, began to act on his own and he got up and walked over there. Diluc gently knocked on the door, opening it a bit and sticking his head through the gap.
You were laying on the bed, comfortably tucked in and reading your book.
"Everything okay, my love?", Diluc softly spoke up, not sure what to do but he definitely didn't want to make you further upset.
At the sound of his voice, you perk up and face him, a smile spreading on your lips. You place the book down on the nightstand before extending an arm towards him.
"I'm cold. Come cuddle with me." you say in a small pout, which confused Diluc even more. You sounded so mad just now when you yelled his name. Not just his name, but his full name! So why.. were you acting like nothing was wrong?
Still, he complied to your request, his work and papers forgotten for now as he joined you in bed. You made yourself comfortable in his arms, your head and part of your upper body resting on his chest as he began to play with some stands of your hair. Everything was peaceful, but Diluc's mind was still running, trying to make sense of everything. In the end, he decided to just ask you about it.
"Are you mad at me?"
"No? Why would I be?", you asked him, but your voice sounded sleepy already
"Because you were yelling earlier. And you used my full name. Not just my name or a petname. So I thought..", he got interrupted by a chuckle coming from you.
"I'm sorry, baby. I was just messing with you a bit. Just wanted you here to cuddle with you."
A joke... that's what it was. He couldn't help the relief that washed over him hearing that, and the tension finally left his body. He's not mad at you, but please, don't do that again if you don't want him to have a heart attack next time..
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Ayato
Being the spouse of the head of the Kamisatio Clan was the best thing that could have ever happened to you. Although Ayato was a busy man with much work, he always made sure to make time for you to spend with him, just the two of you.
Every day, he made that effort, even though this sometimes meant even more stress for him with certain work if he put if off too long. But to him, it was worth it when he did it for you. He's a loyal man in that regard.
One of the downsides to this however, is the fact that this man often times overworks himself without even realising it. Before you came around, it was Ayaka's and Thoma's job - but mostly Thoma's - to take care of Ayato and remind him to take frequent breaks in between.
Now, you like to take over that part for Thoma, taking every chance you get to see your boyfriend, even if it's only a few seconds to remind him of a break or to bring him something to drink with some snacks.
Ayato really appreaciates you doing this for him, smiling every time and stealing a quick kiss before you're gone again. He thanks Celestia each and every day for you being so understanding with his work.
But that doesn't mean that there aren't still days where breaks just aren't possible and he has to power through or else it would never get done.
Today was such a day. Ayato leaned back and let out a heavy sigh as he finally finished with work for today. He has been sitting in this room - his office - the entire day, cramped up and not able to take even a single break. Come to think of it, he was so focused on his work that he didn't even know if you've come in here at all today to check on him. He's sure you did, as you did it every day, but he didn't even notice..
Not to worry. He would simply rest here for a few minutes, trying to come down before he would set out to search for you. Being in your presence was exactly what he needed to recharge some of his engery again.
Closing his eyes and listening to the silence around him, Ayato took a deep breath, calming down more and more the longer he continued to do so. Just a bit longer and he'll-!
"Kamisato Ayato!", a voice suddenly called out his name. And not just any voice, but yours.
His eyes immediately snapped open at the use of his full government name. No cute nickname, nor petname, not anything.
At first, he was too stunned to react, trying to figure out if what he heard was actually real or just something his brain made up. For a few seconds, he sat there and listened to the silence that followed. Just as he was about to relax again, he heard your voice calling him again.
"Kamisato Ayato! Get over here, now!", you shouted for him again, this time your voice sounded a bit more aggressive than before. Now he was certain that this was not his brain playing tricks on him...
Not knowing what had happened but also not wanting to upset you even more, Ayato quickly got up and exited the room. He didn't know where you were, but you sounded rather close, so there weren't too many options available. After looking through some rooms, he found you in the dining room, placing down plates full of steaming food on the table.
"Darling? Are you okay?", Ayato asked as he entered the room, wandering over to you and catching you in his arms, holding your face in his hands.
You smile up at him, circling your arms around his neck and pulling him down for a quick kiss. "Everythings fine. But you've been in there the whole day and dinner is ready so I figured I had to get you out of there somehow."
It then clicks in his head, that you weren't actually mad at him and it was just a trick to lure him out.
"Oh, you little devil~", Ayato smiles down at you, gently poking your nose which made you giggle.
"Hey, it was effective, wasn't it?", you defended yourself and he had to agree with you there. After all, no matter what, you'd always be his top priority..
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Kaeya
You and Kaeya had a great relationship going. Both of you had busy jobs but you still tried to spend as much time together as possible. As a rule of thumb, you've come to an arrangement that every other day, one of you would spend the night over at the others place, since you're not living together at this point.
It's worked out great for you two and sometimes, even though you're together, you can still do your own things, and just enjoy each others presence.
Like today, for example.
You two were at your place, both on the couch. Kaeya was sitting comfortable at one end of the sofa, studying over some plans and things he had to look over for Jean for the knights, while you were laying down, head placed on Kaeya's lap while reading a book.
There was a comfortable silence as each of you was doing his own thing, though every now and then, Kaeya would reach down to brush through your hair. You knew he liked to do that as it calmed him down. And you enjoyed it, so no reason for you to complain about it.
However, it was getting late already, the fire also slowly dying down, so you decided to end your book for today. You told Kaeya that you'd go to the bathroom first, so he had a bit more time to study through the plans. He smiled at you and nodded while you headed towards the bathroom.
Kaeya sits there for quite some time, but he's not really focusing on the reports all that much anymore. He's getting tired and listening to the water running from the bathroom, he can't wait to get into bed with you.
So, deciding to leave it be for today, he places the papers down on the table and lets his head fall back to relax a bit until you were done in the bathroom. He wouldn't have minded to join you in there, either...
As he sat there, relaxing and thinking, he closed his eyes for a bit. But the longer he had them closed, his eyes grew heavier and heavier..
He was about to fall asleep, when suddenly..
"Kaeya Alberich!", you voice sounded from the bathroom and Kaeya's eyes snapped open at the use of his full name.
You'd never done that before, not even when you were mad at him beyond anything. What could he have done that could possibly bring out such a reaction in you?
Quickly, he got up and headed to the bathroom where he heard you from, but things weren't adding up for him. Everything was fine until a few minutes ago. You'd never done this, so why now, so suddenly?
There hasn't been any arguments the past weeks, everything was going smoothly. Unless he said or did something genuinely horrible..
But he was pretty sure that he didn't..
But if not, then there was only one other possiblity...
Rounding the corner, Kaeya knew immediately what was up when he saw you standing there, smiling brightly at him, looking like you were quite proud with yourself.
"Yes, my dear?", he asked, smirking as he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed in front of his chest.
"Would you be so kind and help me with my hair?", you ask, your voice ever so sweet again, like you didn't do anything at all.
"Of course.", he leads you to the bed and makes you sit and face away from him before he goes to work on your hair, gently tangling out all the knots that had formed in them.
He won't say anything about it or hold it against you, but if you keep doing this over and over again, he might have to come up with something to teach you a lesson not to scare him like that again..
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kiryoutann · 9 months
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇 [DILUC RAGNVINDR X FEM! READER]
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MINORS do NOT interact. Warning(s): DEPRESSION, alcohol use, unrequited love, mental breakdown, diluc being mean, spoiled girl reader, rich people being assholes, possibility of EMOTIONAL CHEATING, (more to be added as the story progresses).
For each chapter of the work that I will post, I will not add any warnings except trigger warnings. So if you are not old enough, THIS IS A FINAL WARNING NOT TO CONTINUE READING MY STORIES.
Genre: romance, angst, arranged marriage! au, modern! au.
Blurb:
As the youngest daughter of your family, your rich dad engaged you in an arranged marriage with the only son of another conglomerate family, Diluc Ragnvindr. A dream come true for you to marry your first love, however, it's different for Diluc who only sees you as a spoiled and extravagant rich girl. He has a dream girl of his own, Jean Gunnhildr, a city street florist. Can you win his heart? Or will you end this marriage yourself?
Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | ...
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l0serloki · 1 year
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Before Bed
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Sleeping Headcanons with Genshin Characters
(Childe, Diluc, Itto, Jean, Kazuha, Zhongli)
CW : Insomnia (Kazuha), OCD mention (Jean)
A/N : @butterflybboy​  gave me the lovely idea for these - thanks my slay queen girl boss
Childe : 
“Babe, are you asleep? Oh shit, sorry” (he wakes you up every night, he says its on accident but its def not, he wants attention)
He’s the type of guy to starfish the bed
“Well, you can just lay on top of me”
Places light kisses on your neck before drifting off to sleep
He has to wake up early for work but he will give you a quick kiss on the head and a ‘sleep well, baby’
You felt Childe’s hands shake you, a groan leaving your mouth. He did this every night if you were asleep. You loved the man but his need for attention was on a whole other level. “Were you asleep? Sorry, baby..” His voice trailed off as he pulled you into his side. You could only roll your eyes at his fake apology, arms wrapping around him. “Yeah, I bet you’re so sorry. Love you, AJ.” You could feel his chest hum, his lips meeting yours for a quick kiss. “Love you too, Y/N. Sweet dreams.”
Diluc : 
This man does not like covers (his body temperature is too hot)
He will complain about the blankets and try to convince you that he is the only one you need
Holds you in his arms all night, big spoon king
If he has to leave to go take care of darknight duties he leaves a sweet note for you to find
You could feel the bed dip, waking you up. In your drowsy state you noticed Diluc sit on the bed, his arms dragging you on top of him. “Hello my love, I am sorry for waking you. I just got off duty. Go back to sleep.” Diluc’s soft lips danced across your face as your eyes drooped. He was always so loving.
Itto : 
Itto touches the bed and he is out cold
He snores too but if you tell him he won't believe you
“Snoring is for old people, I wouldn’t do that. You callin’ me old, lil bug?”
He loves you laying on his chest, hand holding onto your head
Could sleep for a million hours if you don’t wake him up (he gets clingy if you do wake him up)
“C'mon Itto, let’s go to sleep!” You called out to him, his footsteps stomping down the hall. His dopey smile gleamed as he began to run full speed towards you. You braced for impact as the bed jumped, his body now beside you. “Whatever you say! We do have a big day of onikabuto battles tomorrow.” His big arms pulled you flush against his chest, his nose digging into your scalp. “Sleep well, little bug.”
Jean : 
I feel like she has major OCD
Girl needs to have her nightly skin routine and shower, which she gladly asks you to join
She has tons of pillows and blankets on the bed, super comfy cuddle time
“Y/N come to bed! I can’t sleep without you”
She loves to always have a hand on you, it reminds her that you're safe
“Y/N, can you grab me some water? I’m finishing up my skin stuff.” Jean’s voice called out from the bathroom. You grabbed a glass and brought it to her, arms wrapping around her waist. “You almost done, pretty girl?” You smiled as her face turned red, eyes looking away. “Yeah.. Go wait in bed. I’ll be there in just a sec.” You kissed her cheek, walking to get the bed ready.
The blankets and pillows were adjusted, Jean’s head leaning into your shoulder. Her lips delicately traced the skin of your shoulder, soothing you to sleep. You could hear her faint voice murmur, “Sleep well honey. I’ll make us some breakfast in the morning.” 
Kazuha : 
He has some bad insomnia but tries his best
He will hold you in his arms and hum some songs if you can’t sleep
If neither of you can sleep then he takes you outside to show you the stars
“The sky is infinite - just like my love for you.” (please smack his shoulder, he can't keep getting away with this amount of cheese)
If it’s a good night then the two of you are cuddled next to each other holding hands, peacefully sleeping
Kazuha always had a sleeping issue. He never made a big deal about it but you wished to help him. You had tried all the remedies you could to no avail. That was until the two of you went out one night.
“Come with me, my feather. I want to show you the stars.” Kazuha’s warm grip led you to the backyard, a blanket laid out on the grass. The two of you stared up at the night sky, his breath fanning against your cheek as he turned. “You shine brighter than any of the stars. I love you.” Kazuha’s voice fell into a hush as his eyelids drooped. You kissed his forehead, heart swelling at the adorable sight. “I love you too, Zuzu. Get some rest.”
Zhongli : 
He’s the type of guy to make a sleep time tea and read before bed
“Y/N this book you got me is splendid. What a good find. Come, I’ll read to you.”
Zhongli reads both of you to sleep, an arm curled around your torso
He sleeps like a rock and doesn’t move, you almost thought he was dead one time
He wakes you up at the same time every morning, he says schedule is everything
“Good morning my angel, the birds are chirping! Time for yet another wonderful day” (thank you gramps)
Zhongli’s slim fingers turned the page, his voice continuing to read on. You could feel sleep tug at you, threatening to send you under. “Go to bed, honey. We have an early morning. We will finish the story tomorrow.” His hand rubbed circles into your flesh, lulling you into dreamland. 
“Good morning, my dove! The sun is awake and so are we! Come, get up - I made breakfast!” Zhongli lightly tapped you, lips feathering you in sweet kisses.
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i-love-scarameowche · 7 months
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Their favorite body part
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This contains,
Scaramouche, Childe, Aether, Diluc, Kazuha, Xiao, and Shenhe.
Wattpad repost with small changes!
Scaramouche
Scaramouche's favorite body part on you is your waist. He loves just holding on to your waist while you sleep, just knowing you're there.
Childe
Childe loves your stomach! He loves going to sleep laying in between your legs with his head on your stomach, whilst you read a book to him. Even better if you're chubby and or normally just a warm person!
Aether
Aether loves your thighs. He loves having his hand on your thigh while you're sitting, and he loves resting his head on them to take a nap.
Diluc
Diluc loves it when you give him a massage and afterwards when you both cuddle and hold hands.
Kazuha
Kazuha loves your face. He finds it so adorable when he squishes your face and he loves kissing your cheek and forehead, covering your face in kisses.
Xiao
Xiao loves holding your hands. sometimes in public he'll wrap his pinky around yours to make sure you don't go.
Shenhe
Shenhe loves your hair. She likes playing with your hair, if it's long enough she'll braid it, and if not she'll mess around with it.
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sh1-n0bu · 1 year
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HELLO HELLOOO I was just wondering if I could ask if you could do a
Kaeya or Thoma ORR Diluc x Self destructive reader? Maybe any genshin character but whenever my mind goes to angst my mind automatically goes to Kaeya and Diluc LMAO
And basically Reader has a hard time expressing feelings and finds comfort in their lowest so they are seen as reserved
And Kaeya or (Character) tries their very best to help them despite reader rejecting their affections and worries But Kaeya or (Character) loves them too much to let go so they just stay by Reader's side
You can add more or plan the rest of the story but right now that's all I could explain
One last if I could ask I'd like to be Banananon/ 🍌 Anon
Besides that have a great time! Your works are amazing 🫶
⇝𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰⇜
characters: kaeya, diluc and thoma x nb!reader
warnings: angst, comfort, reader daydreams a lot, mentions of self harm and healed scars
notes: what the reader is going through and their description of self destructive thoughts, actions and behaviors are all greatly influenced by my own not so great moments. if such topics are triggering to you then please scroll past or continue with caution. i hope you’re all doing well in this dark times. i love you and thank you for being here
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as the sole survivor of his family and the one given the task to be his destroyed home nation’s one and only hope, the cavalry captain has his own dark moments
definitely did used to self harm as well. it only worsened after his fight with diluc and crepus’ death
and seeing you, his closest companion, lover, his light and life, his dark days and pillar suffer through the same things makes him want to curl up on the floor and wail until there’s nothing left in him
will sit you down and have a nice long talk with you. it can range from your self destructive habits, self harm scars, bad coping mechanisms to even the gossips the cavalry captain had heard or shared with lisa, how diluc’s hair seemed a bit more trimmed today at angel’s share, how the cats at cat’s tail was seemingly more affectionate etc etc
anything you want to talk about, kaeya’s here
scars, relapses or even a new stimming you’ve got, he notices the second he sees it. he may have one eye but he’s keen on noticing the smallest, minute detail that is changed
but if you don’t wish to talk about it or don’t hint anything to him then it’s okay. kaeya can wait but please don’t take too long until you have completely destroyed your own self beyond recognition. he can’t carry the guilt and regret
if you have been relapsing too much then kaeya will have no other choice but to sit you down and talk about it
he will even come to a compromise to quit his alcohol addiction and learn to live again with you, together
if he comes back from his work to see you feeling down in the dumps, prepare yourself to be wrapped up in the biggest fluffy blanket like a burrito and given cuddles and smooches mwah mwah mwah mwah (¯ ³¯)♡
“there there, darling. we’ll go through this together”
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another person who has self harmed in the past
personally speaking, i think he used to self harm in a deprivation type of way especially during his time when hunting the fatui harbingers in the merciless eternal winter clad nation of shneznaya
depriving himself of food, water, hygiene, sleep, the basic human necessities to survive
so after the whole hunting harbingers thing is over and the wine tycoon comes back to mondstadt, diluc’s trying his best and starts to let go of his self harming habits, actions etc
in the present time when he sees you, his lover, the dawn to his dark side, the apple of his eye and his most cherished person doing the same things he used to do - it pains him immeasurably
diluc is a straightforward person. if there’s something he doesn’t like he says it, shows it without wasting a single second
but this. this was an incredibly sensitive and a hard topic for anyone to talk about or mention
so he decides to wait for you to say something or even give him the smallest of hints first. however don’t take too long because if diluc sees you continuing to be self destructive then he’s taking things into his own hands
will bring up about the topic on a warm night, when the two of you are cuddling close to each other under the blankets as the fire in the fireplace crackles softly
the atmosphere is soft, silent and comfortable with the smell of your cups filled with hot cocoa wafts through the air. this is when diluc gently brings up the topic
will patiently wait until you wrap your mind around things and answer him. even then the uncrowned king will stay quiet, taking in every words, every names, every breath and sighs you produce with a gentle squeeze to your intertwined hands
when you’re finished opening up to him, diluc will place down both of your cups on the nightstand of the bed and pull you in for a cuddle. you can cry if you want to, he will soothingly rub shapes and sizes into your shoulder with a low hum to soothe you
“it’s alright, my love. you’re safe now. here, with me”
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first of all
yes my skrunkly (you), you can marry the puppy vibed blonde fictional man you saw on your device screen. mama nobu approves, he looks like a green flag
anyways, with that shit out of the way
green flag. seriously. just green flag all over
thoma has personally never experienced or committed any self deprecating, harming or destroying actions, thoughts or whatsoever
he does have bad days but that’s it. bad days. he likes to stay enthusiastic about life and living in general so he simply sits down, takes a breather, maybe pay a visit to the stray cats and dogs he looks after in inazuma city before continuing
when thoma first notices your scars whether they’re healed or not, or even sees your self destructive habits such as not eating when your stomach is grumbling, tugging on your hair harshly, peeling the skin around your nails - thoma instantly reaches his hands out and envelopes yours in his own
with a soft voice, the housekeeper would envelop both of your hands in his before looking into your eyes with the most saddest kicked puppy look
will ask you if you’re okay first and foremost before holding your hand and walking back home together. on the way he will buy you some of your favorite treats, drinks, point out a newly opened shop, a new vendor etc etc
when home, thoma would make a nice chamomile tea before sitting down with you on the chabudai. first will start with the small little talks about what happened during his time at the kamisato’s, a cute cat he saw and will eventually slowly drift into your habits
he will be here with you through thick and thin. you’re his pudding after all but before that you are your own person and you deserve to live
“sweettums… i will always be here with you through anything and everything okay?”
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lehguru · 5 months
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RUGBY + GENSHIN IMPACT MEN
how i think genshin men would be like if they were rugby players ft. alhaitham, itto, diluc, wriothesley
info: this is mostly superficial (i won't be talking about positions and things like that), im way too passionate abt this it's basically a non-stop ramble, will do deeper dives into all the regions + more characters later; mentions of physical injuries and things like that – not proofread as always!! (maybe romantic hcs coming later too??)
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alhaitham is the brain behind it all. rugby might be a sport that is, for the most part, physical and the biggest men win, but alhaitham makes the impossible, possible. the amount of try's this man have on his career is unmatchable; somehow, he always knows how to bring his team to the try zone and score them those sweet five points. his turquoise eyes are sharp and his quick reactions are even sharper, he can see the best plays in a fraction of a second. even if he isn't one of the biggest in the leg department, he definitely have stronger shoulders and arms than a normal player, giving his tall build a really triangular shape (his shoulders make his tackles a lot more amazing too). not the type to brag or boast about his accomplishments, a low-profile man that usually just appears in the team's official social medias or during matches.
arataki itto is one of the most unique players in the rugby world. he possesses such talent for the sport, he would be quickly recognized as one of the best of his generation – and granted the title of 'oni' ('beefcake' for people closer to him). the only problem was, he often got himself some yellow cards and even red cards; the reasons ranged from foul play to straight up almost starting fights with his opponents or even the referee themselves. whenever he had to wait for the decisions on his yellow cards, he would sit on the side with the biggest and cutest pout on his face. if he is in game, he's a absolute behemoth of a player; his tackles are simply the strongest you could ever get hit by – and there's no 'if' he will tackle you, he will tackle you –, teams often have to make a strategy to hold him down for as long as they can. his muscles are well proportional all over his body, what do i mean by that? as a big man, he have bigger muscles everywhere (every week a new picture of his glutes go viral). not the brightest man on the field, but he is okay with just being the one holding back any attackers or being a battering ram for his team. hates having to kick the ball more than anything, rather have one of his teeth broken (again).
diluc is a exemplary leader. he might not be like alhaitham and have strategies for everything and anything, but diluc brings more physical prowess into the game. he's often seen starting plays by himself, but he doesn't mind to help other people on his team when they have the ball. he might be physically strong, but his forte is his mind; after a lot of work, he managed to be able to stay calm even in the worst situations – one of his craziest games was when he managed to turn a 34-3 difference into a win. in the beginning of his career, his long hair used to get into his way – even in a ponytail –, so he started to braid it and it became part of his image. somehow, he never got a single yellow or red card on his career and the amount of offenses he commited are abnormally low too. he have a strong neck and torso, but he's overall very muscular and he have a healthy layer of fat (yes. im saying he have a little tummy). everyone, from his teammates to opponents, compliment his behavior and actions; even if he needs to tackle and stop people, he is still very polite and he always make sure to help them to get up and make sure they are okay if someone needs to b tended by a medic.
wriothesley is a lot like itto in the physical sense. he's shorter than itto, but he is equally muscular. he have veiny hands and arms; if he didn't play often, his body would be hairy, but he shaves his legs and arms every time he have a match (he trimms his chest hair and his lower abdomen hair too). he have all the characteristics to be the leader of his team, but he settles for being a battering ram so the other less strong players can shine too. he is able to hold two to three men on his own, often being able to run even if they try to bring him down or hold him. wrio is the type of guy whose weaknesses are almost non-existent, but he never brags about being a good player; he said more than once: "'m just doing what I'm supposed to. i don't know how i manage to be good at it too". out of everyone in this list, he's probably the one that got more injuries during his career. his knees are never fully okay, but he somehow still manages to be at his top form all the time. he is often seen with elbow and knee protections even off-games. (don't try to tell him to rest, he won’t listen and just brush it off with a teasing comment and a smirk)
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suicide-with-dazai · 5 months
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"Diluc fluff scenarios"
tw: none !
tags: diluc x reader , esablished relashionship , 100% fluff <3
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contrary to popular belief , dilucs heart isnt all that cold . sure , he lives for battle and revenge and the succession of his own industry, however , only you are aware that diluc has a soft side , a warm side . a side that climbs into bed next to your sleeping frame; whispering sweet nothings into your ears as he strokes your hair .
he may seem like a dangerous man to some - but you know hes far from it !
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"luc...im cold..." you shiver as you toss and turn in bed , the window is shut but the freezing air attacks mondstadt like a vicious hound , biting at your fingertips and turning your lips blue .
"come, sweet girl~" he whispers deeply and softly as he wraps his toned arms around your body , kissing your forehead and making your heart flutter .
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"i think you look really cute in that one~" he sits back on the dressing room chair , arms crossed and eyeing your figure as you try on a dress he picked out for you . a satin one , wine red ruffles hugging your waist and long panels of soft fabric flowing all the way down to the floor . you look ... perfect , you can tell by the way your boyfriend adjusts himself on the chair , trying not to stare too long .
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you had been walking for about half an hour , and the sun was setting , he told you that he was going to show you something beautiful . the two of you reached a peaceful looking spot , with a large tree and a pond , just on the outskirts of mondstadt .
"soo... whats the beautiful thing you were going to show me ?" you sit down by the water , confused .
diluc kneels infront of you and softly says , "look in the pond."
you oblige , expecting to see a pretty lotus or a koi , but you see nothing... apart from your reflection . the moonlit starry sky behind you illuminating the ripples as you look into your own eyes for a moment .
you almost shed a tear , as youve been feeling a little insecure lately and you throw your arms around your kneeling boyfriend , his arms already out .
"isnt she pretty~?"
you nod , sniffling and resting your head in the crook of his neck . archons , he always knows how to charm you and make you feel like a nervous teenager all over again .
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diluc treats your hands like glass , like theyre made of silk and holds them like a precious artifact .
"my treasure~" he whispers while he strokes and kisses the back of your hand .
its after hours in the Angels Share , and youre sat across from diluc , who is only slightly tipsy yet completely lovestruck . he intertwines his fingers with yours and brushes his thumb over your hand .
"i.... think i have a crush on you ..." he jokingly says .
you notice him blush and squeeze your hand tighter while he giggles like a child .
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sat alone at home , you decide take a nap . gods , since dilucs been away on a business trip the house just feel so ... empty . you start to settle down , having nobody to cuddle you from behind .
but suddenly , you hear something slip through the letterbox . with a sigh you walk over to retrieve it .
'To my love ,
From Diluc Ragnvindr'
the envelope reads .
you quickly rush back to bed to open it :
'My baby , you have no idea how much i miss you , how lost i am without you , and how cold these nights get without someone to hold .
I hope youre okay , and coping well . Ill be back in a week , i promise , and ill give you the biggest kiss and cuddle youve ever had . Im eager to return to you , however this business trip could be a life changer for us - just know that i really love you , and i miss you darling .
- Luc ♡'
your eyes prick as you fold the letter back up , holding it in your arms as you drift off to sleep.
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belaephemeral · 1 year
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It's no coincidence, it's a kitty-incidence
Pairing: Diluc x Reader (gender-neutral)
Word count: 3650
Summary: As you spend rather idle, uneventful days at the Dawn Winery with your beloved, you receive an unexpected surprise on what was supposed to be a tranquil, mundane morning with your husband. What’s more is that when Diluc appears to have disappeared, a fluffy critter seemingly fills his absence.
CW: a little bit of blood, potentially excruciating cat puns
Author’s Note: Happy April Fools! (kudos to you if you get the reference for the title <3)
part one (current), part two (coming soon)
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Like gentle ocean waves, sunlight filtered through the minuscule gaps of your velvet ruby curtains, bathing the edges of your intricately carved pine bed in a wash of golden and white. Gradually, a slice of sunshine beams across your face. You grimace as it causes you to stir and roughly pulls you out of the pleasant depths of sleep. Vexed, you curse how it roiled the delightful dream of his tender embrace and the spellbinding reverie he enveloped you with. He’s arresting and never fails to astound you with his enchanting visage, his rumbling, honey candour, and his air of sophistication - both in the waking and dreaming world.
Deciding against the idea of leaving the comforts of your plush pillows and warm duvet to dispel the sunlight that creeps into your shared bedroom, you turn your face away from the intense streams of light and roll over to face your beloved. Blindly, you slide your left hand along the pristine planes of blankets, following each curve and bend to reach the familiar form of your husband. As you embark on your search, the resplendent ring encrusted with minute diamonds on your ring finger reminds you of the everlasting promises he dedicated to you just weeks ago. The knowledge that he will eternally be yours, that he will be the first person you see when you wake up and the last as you descend into the nocturnal land of Nod, and that he’ll keep you close to his heart (more so than the locket you gifted him on your anniversary), unfailingly makes your heart flutter and kindles a jubilant glow that spreads from your chest to the ends of your fingertips. 
Eventually, your digits arrive on his side of the bed. However, instead of caressing broad, sinewy shoulders, sturdy muscles and light red scars that surge along the expanse of his back or the solid divet of his waist, your hands grasp onto a haphazardly strewn pile of lush fabrics. 
Within your hazy vision, you recognise one article of clothing as the cotton nightshirt Diluc dons. Slowly, you rise to rest on your forearms and pat down the heap of materials once more, attempting to clear the fog of your groggy stupor to search for the whereabouts of your beloved partner. Although everything appears as blurs of white and grey with hints of scarlet, something glints within the pile and catches your eye. 
You fish out a matching golden band and stare at it in bewilderment. Diluc never takes this off, you realise. Ever since the day you exchanged vows and enshrined your undying devotion to each other, he has never once been seen not adorning this. If anything, you’re starting to forget the message you’ve engraved onto the inside of his ring since it appears to be permanently fused onto his lithe fingers. With how he never takes off his ring, those affectionate words may as well be inscribed onto his supple skin. 
To prove your doubts to be false and vehemently reject any suspicions the sight of it discarded here arose in your mind, you bring the precious ring closer to your inspecting gaze. 
Unbeknownst to you, your right hand begins to slip into the mound of scattered textiles once again and brushes against a foreign object you’re certain that neither you nor Diluc own. Your curiosity is piqued and inquisitively, you feel a coat of soft fur that seems to rise and fall rhythmically with your breath. Nevertheless, your fatigued mind doesn’t register this important fact and you abruptly clutch the unknown entity nestled within bundles of clothes. 
The silent and serene reverie that previously enveloped the room is crudely torn down by a thundering growl and the searing acute pain that bubbles through your blood vessels and blooms onto your skin. Momentarily, you’re stunned at the three clean and precise scratches that line your arm but you leap out of your feathery refuge once the pile starts to briskly move and rises. 
Still doused in a mist of drowsiness, your legs buckle and you harshly plummet onto the polished hardwood floors. Rubbing both your back, which swiftly stings with a dull, throbbing ache, and your bleary eyes, you peer at the intruder that has somehow infiltrated your safe haven. You’re rather astonished, to say the least, when a tuft of vermillion surfaces amongst Diluc’s nightclothes with silky red ears tightly tucked back and two cherry eyes which menacingly lock onto yours. The intimidating feline releases a resounding hiss that rattles your head as it’s tail puffs up and stands rigidly behind them. 
You try to get a better look at the fluffy predator proudly perched on top of the snow white covers by heaving your sore upper torso off the cold wooden floorboards. However, you are abruptly interrupted by the prickling sensation that singes your right arm as crimson rushes to fill the indentations the claw marks incised into your skin. Through clenched teeth, you wince, voicing a pathetic “ouch” as you are starkly reminded of your fresh injury. 
It seems that regardless of the number of inflictions, cuts and wounds you’ve taken throughout your many years of intelligence gathering in the Ministry of Civil Affairs with the surreptitious Valley Orchid, these lacerations certainly did a number on you. Especially so, as the gash tingles with blazing energy and dulls into a furtive smoulder that you’re definite is akin to the aftermath of an elemental reaction. 
You supposed that a temporary break from your governmental duties should have granted you peace of mind, in that you didn’t have to constantly be on your guard, and instead, you would finally be able to relish in the customary domesticity of married life. Although, another glance at the ruffled feline seated where your beloved would normally be, forehead furrowed and appearing thoroughly irked, proves that your string of tranquil, uneventful days has come to an end once again. 
Exhaling a sigh through your mouth, you surrender to this bizarre situation and slightly curse to yourself at yet another state of affairs you’ll have to resolve. Observing the strange furry critter before you, it’s strange, you ponder, how those dark pools of red summon images of countless occasions his pupils would linger on your form and drag you into the dark depths of his crimson eyes. How the fur pelt the cat adorns resembles the very same shade of hair that frames his beguiling features and elegantly fans over his toned stature and flutters down the length of his spine. How it’s posture exudes a peculiar sense of refinement and dignity, similar to the gentility and finesse he carries every time he enters a room, drawing every individual’s eyes and attention to him, and solely him, and confounding each statement that booms from his being with compelling gravity. It is undeniably uncanny how they seem to share many common features, you stew as you worry your bottom lip and the inside of your cheek, trying to piece the information that you have and the display in front of you, to finally comprehend what is occurring before your very eyes. 
Unexpectedly, the ferocious red ball of fluff peering down at you begins to relax: lowering it’s tail into a steady, gentle sway, dilating its pupils in such a way that you find the way it innocently sets its orbs on you downright adorable, and carefully treading across the mountains of tossed pillows and folded ridges of duvet and towards your fallen form. Sensing that it's putting down its previous skittish, cautious and hostile front, you can’t help but instinctively coo, inviting it to settle into your lap. Regardless of the sting that resonates along the length of your limb, you want to offer it some semblance of comfort in what may be an unfamiliar and frightening environment. 
With an agile leap and a soft thud, the pads of its paws land gracefully at the foot of the grand bed. Its captivating carmine pupils seem to shimmer with, what seems to be understanding, as it darts towards you at an alarmingly fast rate, becoming a mere blur before a hefty weight hurtles itself onto your chest. 
An astounded groan bursts from your chest as you plummet once more unto the solid, chilly mahogany ground, the woodgrain on the verge of piercing your back with the intensity the feline had flung itself to you. Lifting your head to meet the gaze of the charming trespasser plopped onto your sternum, you inspect the unfamiliar creature as it closes and opens its eyelids at a slow and leisurely pace. The feline vocalises a soothing, low purr as it lightly bunts your forehead with its own. From the close distance, you notice a downcast, regretful and sorrowful look swimming within those pure obsidian slits that stare back at you. You almost feel as though with each nuzzle and smoosh into your nose and cheeks, it seeks to rub and etch an unvoiced expression of remorse into your skin as guilt steadily emanates from its small figure and pervades your senses. 
Languidly, you raise your unscathed left arm to thread your fingers through its luxurious coat and lightly scritch the top of its head. In response, it preens and melts in your affectionate hold, sweetly trilling at your actions and showcasing its content with the way it curves the end of its tail and kneads your clavicle, careful not to embed its claws into you. 
You raspily whisper, lingering remnants of lethargy slightly slurring each word you direct to the cute critter sprawled against your upper torso: “What are you doing here, sweetheart? Are you lost?” Listlessly, your right hand finds itself patting the intruder’s head, “Say, you haven’t seen a rather fetching, yet brooding, handsome redhead around have you? Even if meeting you is quite a pleasant surprise, I haven’t the faintest idea where my husband may have run off to.”
Upon witnessing the shallow gouges lodged into your arm, the cat tilts its head - its tongue gingerly darting out and delicately licking your wrist, writing an apology with the secretion that thinly coats the area above your pulse point. Your mouth curves upwards at its endearing ministrations and you murmur a soft reassurance to the feline: “Don’t worry about it, love, it’s just a scratch. I’ve been through more arduous battles, although I didn’t expect to be bested by a little cutie like you.” Booping its pink nose, you chuckle at the way it twitches its snout and sniffs your index finger as you pull away. 
Once you get a better look at the feline, you do a double-take at the peculiar outfit it sports. Glancing at its plush neck, you raise an eyebrow at the distinct embellished tie that rests against the length of its front body, the glimmering gemstone fixed onto the slate-grey silk, and the unmistakable tassels that flit over its fuzzy, plump and yet athletic stature. 
You squint in disbelief, unable to comprehend the sight before you once you utter: “That’s quite an attire you’re wearing. It looks just like the very same one my beloved wears. The resemblance is truly uncanny.”
At your perplexed words, the feline shoots a pointed look towards you. Immediately, it clicks. The hints finally click together and it’s as though this cat’s telepathic message is, at long last, delivered to your mind and brought to your attention. Even as your realisation enables all of the puzzle pieces of this mysterious situation to fit together, nonetheless, you are felt saddled with an immense feeling of stupefaction. 
Taking one last glance at the messy heap of clothes on the bed and the furry critter resting on your chest, you deeply exhale and hiss: “You’ve got to be kitten me.”
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Firmly clutching the breakfast tray in your hands, you gratefully thank Adelinde for sending the delectable assortment of dishes to your bedroom. As much as you extol and appreciate her kind and thoughtful nature, for once, you wished the Head Housemaid wasn’t so insistent in ensuring Diluc’s safety and wellbeing. 
After you had announced that he was unable to dine at the lavish and splendid dining table as he habitually and routinely did after your marriage ceremony, you both commended and were irked by her unfailingly persistent concern and selflessness over her young master. With one last reassurance, you managed to swiftly usher her away from the potentially baffling scene you definitely did not want to explain. Not without someone questioning whether you were wrestling with the last remaining vestiges of your sanity. Expertly, you hid the incriminating display behind you with your body and the length of the door. You saccharinely croon a final goodbye to the brunette before immediately shutting the heavy hardwood door. Press the weight of your back against the wooden surface, you breathe out a sigh of relief and deftly turn the door’s lock, ensuring that no one stumbles into the mess you’re tangled in on this bizarre and unorthodox morning. 
Surveying the delicious, mouth-watering and appetising food aesthetically arranged on silver platters, you carry a plate of creamy tuna and a vibrant orange salmon over to the feline. He appears to have found a comfortable spot atop the dark bronze-studded desk by the large balcony windows of the room, loafing on its leather-clad surface with an air of contentment. Alongside the array of seafood, you place a bowl filled with water next to its form. You begin to draw the opulent curtains open as he treks over to the miniature feast and takes its first bite, sinking its sharp fangs into the fish meat. 
Once the curtains are neatly tied to their respective ornate hooks, sunlight penetrates through each expanse and crevice of the cosy space. The sudden illumination causes black threads to swim across your vision. As you wait for the residual particles in your eyeline to dissipate, you internally swoon at the way the beams of light spill onto the feline’s plush crimson coat. It seems to dance along each strand of fur and drenches the ends of each piece in a subtle milky glow. Unable to resist, a chortle tumbles from your throat and you scratch its chin as he briefly resurfaces from the ocean of fish he was buried in prior. 
Silently observing your elated figure, the cat swallows the remaining food resting in its jaws before playfully biting your index finger. You let out a flabbergasted yelp at the fangs that harmlessly nibble into the skin of your flesh and dexterously dart away from the creature. 
“I yield, I yield.” You repeat and chuckle sonorously to the dignified feline, who appears irritated at the sight of your untreated wounds. Catching onto its glare towards the three clean incisions on your arm, you sheepishly grin, voice twinkling abashedly, “I’ll leave you and your magnificent banquet be, oh brave, noble and furr-midable Darknight Hero,” you snicker at the exasperated gaze he sends you. “In the meanwhile, I’ll clean and wrap this up,” you state as you limply cradle your right arm. Promptly, you settle into the grand armchair by the antique escritoire placed on your side of the room. Setting aside the sprawl of beautifully handwritten letters and rich wax seals, you fetch a small vial of water, a cotton washcloth and a bundle of gauze before tending to the cuts lined with clotted bright vermillion. 
Diluc watches as you methodically roll the bandage along the span of your upper arm, reprimanding himself for irrationally unleashing this newfound feral instinct onto you. A deep pit overflowing with remorse burrows into his being and without his knowledge, his ears unconsciously deflate and his tail sinks between his hind legs. 
He abhors the idea that he’s caused trouble for you - he doesn’t like helplessly witnessing you fretting over him and being incapable of using any of his abilities to assist in guiding you out of this peculiar scenario. He’s vowed to protect you from any harm that you’ll come across, but how can he complete such a vital responsibility when he barely stands at 30cm tall?
You have always felt an unbreakable connection with Diluc. Sometimes you would ruminate at the concept of soulmates because whenever you’re with him or apart, your souls and minds are inextricably linked regardless of distance or time of day. It is exactly because of this fact that you inherently sense that something is wrong. An innate sensation pricks within the core of your being, urging you - telling you something is definitely amiss. The apprehension that bubbles within your stomach once you fasten the bandage securely to your appendage is confirmed as you peer at the heartbreaking display unravelling behind you. 
Your heart clenches as you briskly stride to the crimson feline and envelop him firmly and steadily into your arms. Next, you collect his dangling legs, pressing his warm and faintly quivering form against your chest. Embracing him tightly and ensuring that your devotion and love is communicated through your tender touch, you press a gentle kiss to his temple. 
Instinctively, shutting his eyes at your affections and savouring your delightful presence, Diluc snuggles into your nape. You nuzzle into his smooth coat in return, and serenely murmur: “There, there, love, don’t panic.” Hefting his heavy body onto the the dip of your sternum and left shoulder, you give him a few faint pats against the base of his tail. As you thread your digits through his red coat, you console him once more: “Cheer up, sweetheart. The last thing we need right now is to be downtrodden by these series of rather unfortunate events. We must stay paw-sitive.” The irritated yowl that vibrates into your skin spurs you to employ a more joyful and light-hearted lilt as you continue: “Our first plan of action must be to find someone who might know how to reverse this transformation and return you to your original form.” 
Humming, you press a finger to your lips as a contemplative frown etches itself onto your face. Once you’ve found the answer you were looking for, you snap your fingers and with pupils twinkling in revelation, you announce: “That’s it! We’ll just have to pay a visit to a certain Chief Alchemist.”
It seems that human Diluc’s indignation for the Knights of Favonius translates even through his feline form. His eyes immediately narrow into thin slits, his ears perking up aggressively, and his tail puffs out, transforming into a plumage of bright and dark reds. 
“Oh, don’t look at me like that, love,” you chastise, “You should watch your cat-titude; Albedo may be the only answer to this problem and you know that.” Stubbornly, he huffs, hopping out of your clutches and sassily sauntering away to perch on the sumptuous, velvet chesterfield across the room. 
If he isn’t going to come with you willingly, you might just have to resort to force. 
With a sigh, you roll up your finely pressed sleeves and smooth out your hair. Deftly, you collect the redhead’s signature outfit and fold them neatly into the leather Gladstone bag resting against the leg of your shared armoire. You clasp onto the golden ring hidden within the heap situated on your bed and safely tuck it deeply into your pocket. Despite having a relatively light weight to it, it remains to have some form of profound gravity as it rests against your hip. A smile spills onto your face as you recall your grandmother (incorrectly) teaching an adorably fumbling and flustered Diluc how to crochet on an idle day at the Qingce Village. You snigger at the memory of her furtively sneaking a measurement of his ring finger by teaching him how to properly “hold” the yarn. At the thought of this, you have a fond recollection of designing the precious band, placing an order through Mingxing Jewellery, and being absolutely euphoric when it arrived perfectly and just as you specified. 
Glancing at the feline, who makes it a point not to look at you and instead aloofly licks the light pink digital pads of his paw and lightly grooms himself, you roll your eyes. Even if he may be insufferable at times, he’s yours. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.
After packing a few more essentials and securing your blade to the scabbard hanging from your waist, you strongly tug the great balcony windows open. The soothing draft that billows past is cooling against your skin and the gusts are blowing in just the right direction of your desired destination. Perfect. The conditions are just right for you to carry out your plan. 
Furling up a dense woollen blanket into your now fully gloved arms (to avoid becoming a certain feline’s scratch post again), you grab onto Diluc and bundle him into the snug fabric. He freezes in your hold, stunned by your sudden actions. Taking advantage of his dazed stupor, you gently and securely nestle him into the bag. After peering once more into the expansive room, ensuring you’ve grabbed everything of importance, you face forward towards the cerulean expanse of sky laid out before you. Steeling your nerves, you jump onto the wooden railing, reluctant to face an inevitable barrage of well-meaning pestering from Adelinde. You exhale one last time and launch yourself off the balcony, deploying your glider as you drift across planes of fragrant vineyard fields. The sensation of the breeze caressing your face and carding through your hair and clothes never fails to fill you with a childlike glee and exuberance. You jubilantly giggle and yell an ecstatic “Good morning!” to Connor and the employees milling around the estate, flashing a bright smile as they wave at your departing figure.  
Needless to say, the critter restlessly rustling in your bag was undoubtedly miffed by the elaborate stunt. Although, there wasn’t much left for him to do than to resign to his fate and enter that dreaded headquarters once more. Burrowing into the soft fabric, he rests his muzzle into his forelimbs and pads of his paws for a brief cat nap. He wishes you were more careful with the way you had embarked on this wild escapade, unsettled by the thought of you being further injured as a result of your haphazard and brisk movements. A silent wish for you to be safe on your journey to the sprawling, bustling City of Mondstadt is the last thing that remains in his mind as he falls into the clutch of sleep. The rhythmic thump of heavy footfall and the melody of rushing water is the last he hears as he enters the land of dreams.
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Catching your breath, you audibly heave as you firmly press your palms against the colossal, imposing doors and push your body and your partner into the vast and impressive hallway of the Knights of Favonius headquarters. Setting your gaze onto the immaculate, impressive displays lining the walls and inhaling the distinct aura of chivalry and valiance imbued into this area, you stride towards the door, where next to it, hangs a sign embossed in gold with the title “Chief Alchemist”. 
You cast one final gaze at the crimson feline, who’s head cutely pokes out in between the zipper of your half-open Gladstone bag. “The moment of truth”, you whisper into the large, still and empty hallway. “If this turns out well, it’ll definitely be a tail that will go down in hiss-tory,” you shoot a playful smirk at your cat companion as it shakes it’s head, thoroughly displeased with your statement made in jest. 
Placing your hand against the metal handle, you turn it just enough to hear the muffled click of an unlocked door. However, the sight you are greeted with is not at all what you had expected and from within the study you catch a certain someone announce:
“Truly, what a cat-astrophe.“
Upon hearing the familiar dulcet cadence, Diluc ferociously bursts into the room, leaving you aghast at the display before you. 
“Well, look who the cat brought in. Quite litter-ally.”
(to be continued)
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akiraruru · 1 year
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(๑•̀д•́๑) " 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤 "
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Included: Kaeya, Diluc, Albedo, Zhongli, Raiden Ei, gn! Reader
CW: Mentions of drinking.
A/n: Stan twice for better life (stream set me free on Spotify!) Possibly ooc, not proofread
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Kaeya:
▶ You know when the bartender serves your drinks? And when you go and get your drink he'll snatch it before you can before giving it to you. I don't know why but I just feel like he'll do this to tease you lol, he doesn't do it often though.
▶ It's really frustrating because it's like when you're about to eat something but your siblings get to it before you. Kaeya finds it funny how your face turns when he does it.
▶ Like imagine you're so excited to get your drink but then BAM snatched.
▶ At first you'd be a tad bit confused because he didn't say anything about it so you'd just kind of ask him why after a while.
▶ When you ask Kaeya about it he'll just laugh it off and say he's just simply teasing you.
"Okay here are your drinks, hope you guys enjoy it" the bartender says while they put down your and kaeya's drink "Thank you " Kaeya says in thanks to the bartender, you went to get your drink but kaeya got it before you, you looked at him in confusion as to what he's doing "Why'd you get my drink?" You ask while he just chuckled and put it back on the table. After a while you've slowly grown used to this particular habit of his.
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Diluc:
▶ Diluc has this habit where he would pop out of nowhere behind you and suddenly touch you without saying a word before greeting you hello.
▶ It's kinda creepy too because you don't really know when he arrived behind you because of his quiet ass.
▶ AND AND he would just smile at you innocently as if he didn't just pop out of nowhere and scare you.
▶ Diluc doesn't really get why you get startled because he thought you always knew he was coming right up behind you.
▶ Now this can be real annoying especially if you get startled or scared easily lol.
▶ If you ever tell Diluc about it, he'll try his best to make his presence known less scary.
Since Adelinde was on a day off you were cleaning the dishes after you and Diluc had dinner, after he ate, he excused himself as he had documents to sign so obviously you thought that he was upstairs. Well, you were kinda right but he decided to do them later and came back down to see you washing the dishes, you didn't notice him coming up behind you as you continued to sway your hips while singing. He suddenly puts his hands on your waist causing you to jump and look behind you quickly.
"What do you want to do tonight?"
He asks, you look at him with sightly wide eyes before returning your attention back to washing the dishes.
Albedo:
▶ I will be doing this in modern au because why not.
▶ Albedo has a habit of pointing out your spelling/mistakes in chats.
▶ He would correct them too.
▶ Like it would just be a tiny typo then he's be saying "you spelt ___ wrong"
▶ I love albedo but PLEASE, he's sometimes so logical at times it isn't funny any more.
▶ He will literally notice the slightest mistakes in your grammar. Like you didn't put the comma in the right place? He'll notice.
☑ [name]: Hey 'bedo you coming later?
☑ Albedo: You forgot to add a comma.
▶ Leave them grammar mistakes alone.
☑ [name]: Did you knoo about the homework yesterday?
☑ Albedo: *know. Yes I did, thanks for reminding me.
☑ [name]: okay, it's due tomorrow
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Zhongli:
▶ Zhongli's annoying habit is that he sometimes speaks in deep words and would often not say what it means (this is me fr in my native language, I never understood deep words T-T)
▶ You'd be having a normal conversation with him and then he'll say something like 'Mellifluous' and then if you ask him he'll just look at you for a second then go back to what he was talking about.
▶ But if he's feeling generous he'll actually say what it means.
▶ Mellifluous is a word to describe someone's voice as sweet-sounding or musical lol.
▶ These stuff usually happens when he's telling a story that happened when he was still an archon or whenever he's talking about stuff like flowers, history, etc..
▶ It also happens often at tea time! Since that's where he mostly tell his stories and experiences.
▶ While you kinda found it confusing, it was also kinda attractive since he speaks so proper and formal.
"Guizhong is a kind girl, her voice was mellifluous and smooth. It's pleasant to hear" He said as he talked about his old friend Guizhong. "Wait, what's mellifluous?" You ask, not knowing what the word means "Ah.." He just said before looking down at his tea then continues to talk about Guizhong, about how she was when she was still alive. You sat there in confusion.
After a while he finally says what it means "Mellifluous means that someone's voice sounds sweet or pleasant to the ear"
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Raiden Ei:
▶ I THINK we know what she does.
▶ Raiden would sometimes steal your mochi/sweets when you aren't looking.
▶ Like for example you got distracted by something, either by a person talking to you or when she purposely distracts you by saying things like "[name] look! There's a cute cat over there"
▶ She'll make sure you're fully distracted before getting a piece and stuffing it in her mouth lol.
▶ Sometimes you can tell she ate a piece because of the residue on the sides of her mouth lol.
▶ If you ever notice a piece is missing and you ask her about it she'll just deny it and say that you already ate it (gaslighting at its fullest)
▶ She'll just look at you confused as if she didn't just sneak a snack into her mouth when you ask her about it 😒.
▶ You can tell she ate it though, but we don't talk about that, you don't have the heart to tell her.
You were munching on some cookies while also giving bites to Ei because you know how much she loves sweet stuff "[name] look is that yae?" Ei says while pointing her finger at something in order to distract you "hm?" You acknowledged as you turned around where her finger was facing, while you were trying to see where Yae is Ei took a cookie or two from the container it was in and quickly ate it "hmm.. I don't see her" You say, not being able to see the pink haired girl. You turn back to your cookies and there was only one left "huh, I swear there were two cookies left" You said while you searched the table, you then turned to Ei and asked "Ei have you-" You cut your self off as Ei looked at you with an innocent face while you notice the crumbs on the corners of her mouth that wasn't there before.
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earthtooz · 7 months
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you're the only one that can tame diluc's anger. reader is called 'lady' but other than that no pronouns are mentioned, fluff, diluc being a softie in this, 1.2k wc.
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your husband is notorious for being the stoic, level-headed character that he is. unperturbed by all things so long as mondstadt was safe and at peace, and when the city had someone as diligent as diluc protecting it, there was virtually nothing that ever made him falter. as much as you love and adore his rationality and straightforwardness, there was nothing that you hated more than his unwillingness to compromise in an argument.
his bullheadedness caused you to storm out of the manor, trek through the expansive fields of the winery in order to reach mondstadt. there, you calmed yourself down with a quick bite from good hunter before heading to the library because a quick rant to lisa would generally soothe the anger you felt. 
however, your original plans of returning to the winery changed when a book that was recently returned caught your eye. noticing your fleeting glance, the electro-user recommends it, detailing its popularity and captivating storyline.
when lisa feels so passionate about something, how could you not be curious? she rarely gets a sentence out without a yawn nowadays so to hear her speak animatedly about a book is bound to get your attention.
without a second thought, you postpone your plans of returning home and find a comfortable couch to sit on before reading.
you must have spent longer than planned, and a favonius soldier barging through the library doors indicates as such, whose expression so panicked you would have thought there was a hillichurl invasion. he takes a quick scan of the room and relief floods his posture when his eyes land on you.
“lady y/n, you must come with me this instant,” the soldier demands after a quick salute.
“what is the issue?” you ask, undeniably curious.
“master diluc is searching for you and i fear that he is very angry. not even barbara can calm him, some of flora’s flowers have been singed, and he might burn down monstadt next, please come with me before it’s too late!”
you know that the soldier is merely exaggerating because as long as you were in mondstadt, diluc would never dare harm the city. moreover, he would never dare lay a finger on the city he loves, but his anger is nothing to take lightly, and you understand the knight’s fear.
although, you really don’t want to meet your husband.
“fine, i suppose i can classify this matter as urgent,” you sigh. “lisa, could you please let me borrow this book? i’ll return it in two weeks.”
“not a problem dear. better run along now before your husband supposedly burns down the city,” the librarian waves her hand, beckoning you to go, so you do.
the knight leads you to the whereabouts of angel’s share and before you could even turn the corner, you hear a mix of kaeya and diluc’s voices.
“i don’t know where y/n is, which is why i have my knights running around to find-” exclaims the calvary captain, beginning to sound perplexed at his brother’s uncharacteristic display of irrationality and franticness. 
observing the scene, you see your husband right in kaeya’s face and suddenly you understand why the knight who brought you here was so frightened. the air had risen significantly in temperature and if you were a moment too late, he actually might have drawn out his claymore.
his red eyes glance behind the navy-haired to see you and in the blink of an eye, the red-haired pushes past the knights before storming down the street, right towards you. 
“where have you been?” diluc asks, stopping only two feet before you. the deep frown on his face is evident of his displeasure, but the concern swimming in his eyes tell you that you don’t need to be scared.
“i was reading in the library,” you gesture to the book you were holding. “enjoying a peaceful afternoon until i got word that you were creating a ruckus.”
the winery owner visibly relaxes, tension flooding from his shoulders whilst a gloved hand runs through his hair, causing his bangs to fall messily in front of his eyes. “let’s talk about this at home,” he states, tone returning to normal as he takes your book from your hand, his vacant hand finding yours. diluc’s grip is tight and unrelenting, leaving no room for you to slip away as he turns to apologise to the knights of favonius.
then, the two of you leave through the main gates. 
“are you still upset?” your husband asks and you squeeze his hand.
“a little,” you murmur before a small laugh escapes your lips, “but i wish you would have seen how terrified that knight was when he found me. it entertained me quite a bit, guess a thank you is in order for that.”
diluc doesn’t say anything but the guilt dripping from him is practically tangible, pooling around your feet and reminding you of the unpleasant argument you had earlier. as the sun begins to dip below the horizon and the sky turns a calming shade of orange, you realise just how long you spent away from him. no wonder why he was so frantic about finding you. 
“the next time you storm out of the winery, can you at least let me know where you are going?”
you laugh at his proposition, unsure of how to respond but he stops. you’re forced to stop too when his unwavering grip makes you turn and look in the ruby eyes that set ablaze in the gold of the setting sun. diluc’s beauty is truly undeniable, and it’s moment like these that make you feel a little jealous that he was graced with such a gift. 
“i’m serious, y/n, you worried me to end when you didn’t return after three hours. i thought something might have happened to you.” his gaze falls downward with his soft confession. “your safety is the most important thing to me, even when things between us are rocky, because- well, you know…”
your heart tightens and the step you take closer to him is instinctual, letting go of his hand to hold his face instead. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to worry you.”
“no, you have nothing to apologise for, it was my fault for being so unbearable in the first place,” the red-haired shakes his head, his hands finding a home on your waist. “i’m sorry too.”
“i forgive you,” you hover a kiss over his nose, causing it to scrunch at the sensation. when you lean back, the softness in his eyes and smile is unmatched and you’re grateful that you’re the only one with the luxury of seeing him as such. the only person he’s let into his kingdom of concrete walls is you, gifting you a more vulnerable side of him that the rest of the world has not seen in years. 
“i love you,” you murmur and diluc hums, tapping your waist three times in response. “oh but diluc, you must tell me how worried you were over me, i think i deserve to know.” 
the red-haired rolls his eyes before dragging you down the hilly path back home. you are perhaps the only one in mondstadt who could perplex him to no end, but that is just another testament of the love he holds for you. 
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PICK YOU UP AT 8.
a/n hahah Hi
warnings/tags dates with genshin men. gn!reader. includes zhongli diluc childe xiao thoma. a little favouritism in childe LOL sorry. petname ‘baby’ used in childe’s. mentions of wearing a dress in xiao’s.
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ZHONGLI never lets the romance die. you’ve been together for a while now, and he has never disappointed you in that time. candles, picking you up in his car, getting out of it and opening the door for you—dates with your boyfriend are truly the highlight of the week. due to his busy schedule at the funeral parlour, he often leaves you alone in the wee hours of the night; but he never lets you go a week without a date where it’s just the two of you. he values you greatly and it shows in the way he puts so much effort into these special nights, and he’d often ask you how you liked it afterwards (if there need be improvement, though rare).
“hello, dear. ready to go?” he’s walking you to his car, your arm around his—and you nod.
you wonder where he’s taking you this time, since it was his turn to pick this week; but you don’t really care. anywhere with zhongli is fine with you, even if it was a junkyard and you two spent the night eating chips & watching the stars.
he ends up taking you to a fancy restaurant in the city, in a high rise building—he pulls the chair back for you, and you’re speechless at the view. the city lights were bright, and you could see cars commuting multiple floors below. it overlooked many of the other buildings, but what caught your attention the most was the night sky.
“the view is so.. stunning, zhongli—how did you get a spot here?”
“anything for a beautiful view, y/n.”
you notice he’s not even looking outside, but instead staring right at you. you don’t know why, or maybe you do and you’re just shy: but something’s telling you that it’s not the city view he’s talking about.
DILUC never understood the appeal of date nights before you came along. he thought they were pointless, spending money to do something outside the comfort of your own home seemed like just that. it was only until you expressed your need for quality time that he finally gave it a try. having a busy schedule, he wasn’t sure when to take you out—but when he finally did find an opportunity, he found himself enjoying it much more than he thought he would. ever since then, he’s been picking you up from work at least once a week and taking you out to somewhere new; diluc’s never one to disappoint.
work ended late into the afternoon and you were starving. your coworkers waved you goodbye as they entered their taxis home, and you were just about to book a ride too—but a few seconds later, you see a familiar white car stop in front of you.
the window rolls down, and you see your boyfriend in the driver’s seat. what an extravagant entrance, you think, and you find yourself snickering at him.
“what’s so funny?” he asks, blank and deadpan expression worn.
“nothing. where are we going now?”
“you ask this every single time; you wouldn’t know.”
“i thought so.” you smile. it’s amazing, how someone could know so many places. at least now, you’ll have more places than just your shared apartment to make memories in.
you get in the car, and you both drive off.
CHILDE plans the most obnoxious, extravagant dates. he knows that you think it’s cringe, but he loves seeing the embarrassment on your face when he appears at your doorstep in his finest suit with the most colourful flowers, a sign in his left hand saying “will you go on a date with me?”. you could say it’s not surprising, a man of his nature doing such things—yet it’s sweet, not more sweet than cringeworthy, but still sweet nontheless. you were the lowkey, stay at home with pizza and binge movies type: after all, that was what your ex boyfriends had given you—but it’s childe, so you can always expect something more.
it’s a rainy friday night and childe hasn’t texted you. you’re sure he’s up to one of his stupid antics again, but a part of you thinks he’s probably swamped with work and can’t text you. it disappoints you a little, but it can’t be helped anyway. there’s always next week.
just then, your doorbell tune plays. you get up from bed, excited, but then you remember you ordered food an hour ago. could be the delivery guy, childe wouldn’t just appear at your door during a thunderstorm without telling you he’ll be late, right?
but you open the door and see him, drenched from head to toe, holding a bouqet of flowers (that were also wet). “i’m so sorry baby, i got caught in the rain while buying these.” he explains, using his free hand to move the hair away from his face.
it’s safe to say you two didn’t have the expected date that night. but he’s here, in your home, snuggled up next to you—he’s warm from the shower you told him to take, so you don’t really care; a break from the glam once in a while isn’t a bad thing.
XIAO is never late. he plans down to the minute, every detail in his mind—it always goes according to his plans whenever you two are out. usually, it’s always him who handles the where, when and how. you were never the type to plan ahead, often throwing yourself out there and seeing where it took you—and always the one following others plans and agreeing with everything. it was a friday night and you’ve gotten sick of the restaurants; you’ve sworn that you visited one of them at least more than 5 times in a month already.
you’re tempted to ask xiao to change it up a little, but it’s last minute—you’re getting ready and he’s on the way. you’re sure he would get mad, who wouldn’t? he’s booked a reservation, he’s wearing his nicest suit and you’re in your prettiest dress, it’d be a bit rude; but you’re sick of the monotony, work has got your legs sore and there’s nothing you want more than to lay in bed with your boyfriend.
xiao shows up at your door, and you hesitantly speak up before he takes your hand. “can we just stay in tonight?”
“tired today?” he smiles, expression soft and understanding—and you’re immediately relieved.
the night definitely did not go as xiao envisioned, but it’s okay—he’s with you, still, and that’s all he needs to check off his list.
THOMA grimaces at the thought of sitting across his lover, eating and just talking. that is the most boring thing ever, he would say; and that’s not because he doesn’t enjoy conversation with you, it’s mostly because there isn’t an opportunity for him to see you laugh or smile until your cheeks hurt at a dinner table. you won’t see anything funny at a fancy restaurant that would make you burst out laughing—and thoma loves that most about you, how your voice jumps an octave when you’re laughing and smiling, how your eyes sparkle most in those moments, or how you clutch your stomach when it’s too much to bear. there’s no fun in it, he would tell you time and time again.
due to this, it was clear what he needed to do. rule number 1, no dinner dates at fancy 5 star restaurants (unless you’re really craving a good steak). the weekend arrives swiftly, and you know your boyfriend is going to surprise you with a new adventure. this time, it’s going hiking and ziplining.
“oh, but we’ll be going together!” he responds, all cheery when you tell him you’re not a big fan of heights.
“that doesn’t make it any better.”
“are you sure? we could hold hands—“ thoma adds on, clearly convinced this was the most romantic thing to do with your lover.
“we are going to a restaurant after this. and i’m going to talk the entire time.”
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140323 — omg this was shpposed to go up 2 months ago but i got swept up in so much :,, anyways not proof read as always don’t comment anything mean or else it’s another hiatus ok bye
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fallingdownhell · 5 months
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hi!! i really loved your reader drunk complimenting dumeru boys 😭❤️ i was wondering if you can make something similar but with diluc, xiao, thoma? you can add whoever else you want!
thank you in advance, if ever you come across this ask and accept my request! love your writing btw <3
Thank you so much!! I'm glad you enjoy my writing! And of course, I loved that request so much myself, glad to include some other characters in this now<3
Characters Included: Diluc; Xiao; Thoma
Content: gender neutral reader; drunk reader; established relationship; general fluffy content
Word count: 2k words
Imagine Reader's parts as drunken gibberish, I can't write that for the life of me xD
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Diluc
Even though Diluc himself did not like drinking alcohol and rarely participated in it, he could understand your need for the occaisonal drink at his bar, especially when he noticed you approach after an particular stressful day at work.
He noticed your slumped way of walking, the sour expression on your face as you approached the bar at Angel's Share. Without a word, he turned and prepared your favourite drink for you, placing it in front of you with an understanding nod.
You thanked him and almost downed the drink entirely in one go. So it was that bad, huh?
Like always, he wanted to keep an eye on you the entire time, to ensure you wouldn't drink too much, but something came up and he had to leave the bartending to Charles on his own.
As he emerged from his office within the Angel's Share again after two hours had passed, he was surprised and concerned when he did not see you sitting at the bar anymore.
Alarmed, he was about to dash over to Charles to question him about your whereabouts, but then a shout ripped through the tavern, a voice he would recognise anywhere.
He turned to the source of the noise and found you sitting at one of the many tables in the tavern, surrounded by other people who were heavily drunk and singing along with the bards... just like you were.
Diluc turned again to look at Charles, who only spared him one apologetic look before he tended to other customers again.
"DILUC!"
The shout of his name brought him to turn his attention back to your drunken self, as you tried approaching him on your stumbling and unsafe legs. He caught you under your arms as you were about to fall right in front of him, but this only made you giggle more.
"Where have you been? You missed out on SOOO much fun!", you laughed and giggled while talking, raising your glass to your lips again to drink even more. But Diluc caught your hand before you could do so, gently taking the glass from your grip.
"I think you've had enough for the night, darling."
"No! I'm pracitcally sober! See?". You tried convincing him, but you were basically stumbling while only staying in one spot, so it wasn't exactly successful.
"Come on, it's time to get you to bed.", he said as he then gently picked you up, one hand supporting your upper body while his other arm was holding you under your legs.
You let out a surprised noise at the sudden motion, but soon started giggling again, wrapping your arms around his neck as Diluc carried you out the tavern and began the walk back to his mansion.
It was late at night already, but that didn't stop you from talking the entire time, commenting either about the time of day or what you were seeing upon your travels.
"WOW, did you see the shape of that bush?!"
"Has that flower always been there? ...Why is it staring at me?"
Diluc couldn't help but smile at your crazy talk. He wished he could see what you were seeing right now, but it's best if he didn't.
This carried on for a while, him carrying you like this while you commented on absolutely everything without pause, until suddenly, you slapped your hands against his cheeks, holding his face like that and making him look at you.
Surprised, he stopped walking, looking at you questioningly as you were practically staring him in the eyes, not saying anything.
"...What?", he asked after a few seconds of silence as you began squinting your eyes together.
"You have such a pretty face, you know that?", you suddenly said, before giggling again, letting go of Diluc's face again and hiding your own against his chest.
Meanwhile, Diluc had combusted into all the different shades of red at your compliment. His brain stopped working for a second at the unsuspected praise of his appearance.
When he tried nudging you, he noticed that you'd finally fallen asleep in his arms, looking peacefully unaware. Diluc sighed, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head, whispering "Sweet dreams" into your ear as he carried on his way, holding you tightly against his chest.
He knew you would feel the full force of your drinking tomorrow morning, but he would be there as well, to help and comfort you through it.
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Xiao
He was still not too familiar with the customs of the humans, so he didn't think too much of it when you told him that you were going out for a few drinks with your friends.
He just nooded and wished you a good night with them while he would focus on his duties for the time you were going to be apart. Never would he have thought it would end like this..
The night has already progressed quite far, but there were still no signs of you coming back. And Xiao was slowly starting to get worried.
He hasn't heard anything from you at all. Normally, you would call his name and he would accompany you back home, to make sure you would arrive safe and sound.
But never before did it take you this long, you usually never stayed out this late.
So the fact that it happened now, made his mind spin with worry and a hundred different scenarios on what could have happened to you while he wasn't there to protect you.
As his thoughts kept wandering and getting worse by the second, he suddenly heard you... your voice... calling his name..
He was confused for only a second because your voice didn't sound as paniced like he had imagined it would, but that was quickly shoved to the back of his mind as he teleported to you.
To his surprise, he stood in the middle of a very crowded place, people all around him and shouting and singing very loudly with each other. Is this what you called a "tavern" earlier?
Xiao then looked around and spotted you not too long after. You were standing with your back turned to him, so he approached you, wanting to know why you called for him.
As he came closer, he noticed you standing with your group of friends. The closer he got, the better he began to understand what you were talking about.
"... so handsome! And his hair! Oh my god, his hair! It's so fluffly! Like, you wouldn't think it, but it's so..."
You were rambling, your friends laughing at your drunken monologue about your boyfriend, which made you pout.
"Hey! Don't laugh at me! It's true, Xiao is very handsome and loveable!"
Xiao froze in his tracks over hearing you say that. Was that why you called his name? Because you were gushing to your friends about him?
"Yeah, yeah, we know, (Name).", your friends were laughing and giggling even more at your pouting, to which you then decided to turn around to get another drink from the bar. Although those plans of your were long forgotten as you recognized the face of your boyfriend in the crowd.
"XIAO!", you screamed, a huge grin appearing on your face as you immediately ran towards him, startling the poor Adeptus even more. He was unsure how to react in this situation, but you just took care of that for him.
Jumping up into his arms, hugging your arms around his neck, you giggled as you burried your face into his neck. "What are you doing here?", you asked him after a minute, only now realizing how strange his presence here was.
"You.. called my name.", Xiao explained, a bit awkward since your friends were watching you two and he did not know how to handle you right now. You were acting so different than usual..
"I did? Really.. I don't remember..", you pondered, but moments later, it was already forgotten again as you hugged him again, giggling like a madman, continuing to mumble "Xiao.. Xiao.. my Xiao..", while you did so.
Xiao was blushing like crazy, and the best thing he knew to do right now was to escape this situation as soon as possible.
"I'll be taking her home now.", he said directed to your friends. Then, placing an arm around your back, he teleported you and himself back to his room at Wangshuu Inn, were he laid you down on the bed.
He would let you rest for now, but there were a lot of questions he needed you to answer tomorrow morning..
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Thoma
Thoma himself did not drink often, but he also never stopped you from doing so, knowing that you liked to go out from time to time to have fun this way. And he always took care of you when you had a terrible hangover the next day.
You always felt guilty about it and he would tell you that he didn't mind it a bit, but it didn't help your conscious at all. Still, the next best opportunity you got, you would do it again.
It became somewhat of a routine that Thoma would look after you when you overdid it with the drinking again.
Like today...
It was only supposed to be two or three drinks with some friends at a bar, but it escalated when a certain Oni came into the picture, challenging you to a drinking game which you could not turn down.
Thoma tried his best in talking you out of it, but your pride got the better of you. And now, you were horribly drunk, your head resting on the bar counter as you giggled and laughed at absolutely nothing.
Your friends and other spectators were laughing at you, as well as the drunk Oni next to you, while Thoma was shaking his head. He did feel pity for you, because the hangover would be gruesome, but on the other hand, he did warn you and you refused to listen to him. It was your own fault...
Deciding that enough was enough, he went over to you, gently patting your back.
"Come on, (Name). It's time to go home now.", he said as he took one of your arms to place it over his shoulder, while his other arms wrapped around your back so he could help you walk better.
You were barely conscious at this point, only unintelligable noises leaving your lips, interrupted by the occaisonal giggle or laughter.
The people made room for the two of you as Thoma helped you to get outside, the fresh air hitting your face and you soon felt like you became a bit more clear in the head again.
Suddenly realizing that you were walking, you looked at the figure next to you through squinted eyes. You didn't recognize much, other than the fact that whoever that was, they were looking rather handsome..
"Heeyy.. you come here often?", you asked, the words managed to come out after a few attempts. The person next to you was silent for a few seconds, then you heard a chuckle from them.
"You could say that, yes.", they answered you, which satisfied you for now. You nodded, walking in silence for a bit, until a new realization hit you.
"Wait.. where are we going?"
"I'm taking you home. You had a bit too much to drink, (Name)."
You only nodded again, letting this strange person walk you back to your home without further resistance. Maybe, if you were more sober, you would have realized the hidden dangers in this if the person next to you would have been anyone else..
As soon as you were through the door of your home and your head hit your soft pillow, your lights went out instantly and you were snoring softly, sleeping like a rock.
With a sigh, but also a fond smile on his lips, Thoma looked at you and shook his head as he made sure to pull the blankets over your body, before he left for now to gather a few herbs and medicine to help your recovery later...
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calqlate · 11 months
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RE: LOVE & LIFE
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❝ I LOVE HIM, BUT SOMEONE ELSE LOVES ME INSTEAD. ❞
— In which a contract wife is loved by someone else.
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SUMMARY: As the wife of the famous big shot in the wine industry, you have everything you could ever ask for — a beautiful mansion, endless wealth, servants at your beck and call... However, you lack the one thing you yearn for: love. With your beloved husband neglecting you and being stuck in a loveless marriage, you decide to end it all, only to be stopped by a man whom you have never met before, and who also coincidentally happens to be your soulmate. In addition, there just might seem to be more than what meets the eye in regards to your peculiar soulmate, and you just might have to find that out for yourself.
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PAIRING(S): zhongli x f! reader + diluc x f! wife! reader
FEATURING: childe + hu tao + jean gunnhildr + kaeya alberich + lumine
GENRE(S): arranged/contract marriage au + modern au + soulmate au (you have a timer on your wrist which counts down to the moment you meet your soulmate) + angst (with a happy ending)
CW(S)/TW(S): (possible) canon divergence (creative liberties are taken) + character death + contains depictions/mentions of blood, gore, suicide attempts, and violence + (possible) spoilers from the canon/official lore + use of childe's real name
WC: 3.3k and counting
STATUS: ongoing (slow updates)
NOTE(S): reader is not the traveller + visions do not apply/exist + inspired by the manhwa onsaemiro
A/N: reblogs are greatly appreciated! also, if you'd like to be added to the taglist, notify me by completing this form!
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INDEX
zero | you, your beloved husband, and a pretty stranger
one | someone who cares
two | your saviour, your soulmate, the man accented in gold
three | he who carries distant memories
four | tba
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