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lyxzeun · 1 year

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— dottore ;; voice + bf headcanons 💎

YNA HAS LEFT A MESSAGE ;; inspired by cal’s super goofy post about dottores voice LMAOOO (second / main account ;; @yoraely) @cxlrosii yw pooks🙏🙏

。tw ; kinda suggestive 。

;; dottore, whose voice would be the first thing you’d be able to hear in the morning and would already make you smile; and make your heart skip beats

;; whenever he needs you’re attention (in or outside of work matters) he’d always bring up a nickname or two before asking for a favor ; “sweetheart, would you be a dear and lend me the scissors?” (you could hear the italicization in his voice) — in other situations, during in bed (once you wake up, what ELSE are u thinking u goofies) ; he’d normally have this rich accented voice ;; “love, scoot closer, will you? i can’t savor the moment if you aren’t close to me.”

;; it should be canon that he has this italicized voice when he mentions a nickname or your name during sentences (fr)

;; he mutters sweet nothings in between kisses ; “god, i love you so much.”, “you taste sweet.”, “i hate how good you taste.” - or something along the lines of your lips tasting good. he’s obsessed.

;; during the times he’s been cuddling with you, he’s always resting his chin on your shoulder and would always lean his lips towards your ear to whisper one too many phrases to make you spiral in fluster ; “you know, i could take you right here.”, “i think you look good while i cuddle you close and under the covers.” :)

;; hates it so much when you leave his side in bed when you’re early to something but it’ll always end up in the same way; dottore grabs you by the wrist and pulls you down the bed and whines like a child(e), then he’ll list down things that could happen when you leave him in bed (so dramatic)

;; he says please ironically; “please. stay with me for a little longer before you do that commission?”, “love, let me treat you tonight. please?”

;; flexes off his muscles in unreasonable times and teases you in a raspy voice. you could be standing and finding a book to read for your studies then he’d be leaning against the wall and stretch his muscles out; “baby. look at what im doing and stop reading that book. right NEOW.” (he broke character)

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teyvat-airlines · 1 year

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How do they show their affection?,

Ft. Cyno, Xiao, Kaveh

Cyno tells you all his jokes as soon as he thinks of one. He shows you his favorite things. He buys you small things that he thinks you'll like. Your room is littered with a bunch of things like, gemstones, mini paintings.

Xiao is at ease around you. He's less tense. When you're out together, he stands extremely close to you like he might as well be touching you. He likes eating with you.

Kaveh loves suddenly kissing you. He does it everywhere. He also draws you things. One time you walked in and saw him drawing you. When he's out he picks flowers for you!

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fairykazu · 4 months

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SKETCHES OF YOU // kaeya x gn! reader contents: friends to lovers, modern au with visions, requited love notes: the dividers were made by @/cafekitsune masterlist

you and kaeya were on a picnic date. well, not a date. it originally was going to be a hangout with all your friends like albedo and rosaria. but they all managed to bail out, leaving you and kaeya alone. "huh, i can't believe they managed to bail out so fast? i've been planning this for weeks!" you cried to kaeya as you both set down the blanket to sit on. he smoothed out the creases in the blanket,

"rosaria told me she had a shift and albedo needed to take care of klee." kaeya replied, pulling the basket onto the floor. you sighed,

"i know... im just so sad because we havent had time to hang out at all."

"hey. at least you have me here." kaeya said as you glanced at him. somehow, he always manages to look picture perfect. he's such the perfect muse. you pulled out a sketchbook from your tote bag, given by kaeya, onto your lap. kaeya picked off a strawberry from one of the tupperware, eating it. the light made kaeya look ethereal. out of this world, even.

kaeya noticed how your attention wasn't really on what he was doing but him specifically. he was about to ask you what you were doing but he heard the soft pencil strokes, and your tongue is sticking out.

oh of course, you were drawing... him?

"whatcha drawin', name?" he asked as you hummed in response. that really answers everything doesn't it.

"you. stay still please." you answered, placing your pencil down and framing kaeya with your fingers. he rolled his eyes but stayed still despite his attutude.

"if no one would eat the food, it will get cold."

"use my vision." your dominant hand stayed in the exact position of where you left off in the drawing. your other hand jingling with your pyro vision. you tossed it to the cryo wielder who just caught your vision, and he thanked the archons that it didn't slip out of his hands.

after twenty-ish minutes, he was impaitent and his bones are crunching on him. the blue haired male asked, "are you done yet?"

he moved a bit closer to you, you could feel the warmth from his face. unfortunately, he did move from his spot. you shooed him away, "no and stop moving."

"this isn't an oil painting, name. hey, do you think i'd draw better than you?"

you rolled your eyes, "sure, kae." you pulled out a paper from your sketchbook to kaeya and a clipboard. "go ahead, draw me." you were already finished with your sketch of kaeya. you picked up a sandwich that was shaped like a heart.

"okay."

"are you done, name?" he believed that you were still working on the same sketch as last time.

"yes, are you, kae?"

"yes. ok, reveal in three."

"1"

"2"

"3!!!"

one drawing was created with grace and passion and the other was kaeya's. kaeya's drawing of you was messy and he really did try his best. you snifled a laugh,

"it's beautiful kaeya. i'll frame this and put this above my bed."

"thank you." he replied, picking up the drawing you did for him. you may have made him look more charming as usual or at least thats what you think. "you even got my charms correct... i mean, it's not as wonderful as mine but i'll frame this too."

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suguru-getos · 1 year

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something about the fact that alhaitham drooling in his sleep like a mindless child when he is super tired makes my heart warm. like imagine you are so used to the well-kept, well-put personna of him that when he sleeps like a baby after smooshing his face against your chest, you can’t help but gawk at him in awe. you love him so much it makes your heart ache <3333

#alhaitham #genshin impact #gi fluff #alhaitham fluff #alhaitham x reader

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mymegumi · 6 months

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A SERENADE OF DEVOTED EARTH ෆ 09:46

⠀ this is part one of my series & if you’re looking for the rest/masterlist, just click the link above <3

there is little to do.

you are only nine years of age, and somehow, you’ve run out of things to do. your nanny, of whom you’re currently in the process of getting fired because she said that you were a woman and women ‘didn’t get themselves dirty, that’s a boy’s job’, has lost you again for the third time today, already, and the sun has just barely finished it’s rising cycle. you love being easily lost.

your father had told you that you had to be around in the early light of the day, as there was an important meeting you needed to be around for. you’re not sure how it can be important and include you—you can hardly even go anywhere in the manor without needing supervision.

you’d heard talk around the castle of the arrival of someone important—more namely, the arrival of a young boy that you’d be meant to marry. your parents are married and they hardly even seem to like each other, most days. you think that being married means a general dislike of each other, but you’re not really sure. you’ll have to ask the nanny when she finds you again (if she finds you again).

most of the time, to avoid being in the general discomfort that is the unnerving attention from either parent, you spend your hours wiling away in the gardens.

you love the outdoors, much to your mother’s dismay. she had hoped you would take a finer interest in mastering the pianoforte or even sewing—a womanly skill indeed—and while you had skill in those activities, a love for them you lacked. they did not interest you, not the way the outdoors did.

there was just so much more to do—climbing trees, digging holes, scavenging rocks, and even just enjoying the sounds of the fauna and flora. oftentimes, you would sit on a rock near the castle’s pond, and just observe. you’d found that there was so much life, if one just looked and listened for it. no one to rush around and tell what to do, no nannies that didn’t know you any better than your own parents did.

life is easy, outside.

climbing a tree, for example, is just a series of knowing where to put your hands and your feet so you don’t fall. some branches might look like they’d be good to hold your weight, but you must tug and pull on them first, to test that they are sturdy. just as people are, they can seem good on the outside, and really be rotting on the inside and let you down, where you’d tumble to the ground and break a bone. not that you were speaking from experience.

you pull yourself onto a large offshoot of a tree branch, something you think a squirrel or perhaps very large owl might want to perch on, and you look below you.

you very nearly startle yourself off of the branch at the sight of a young boy standing beneath the tree, looking up at you with an inquisitive look.

“how did you do that so quickly?” his words are soft and the wind is brushing his hair across his forehead and you seem to have lost the memory of how to breathe.

even from where you are perched on your tree branch, you can tell he stands at least a few inches taller than you, if not a half-foot taller. his eyes seem to glisten in the early morning light, a dark amber color that seemed to cut through to your soul. they looked as though they were pools filled of the warmest, softest maple syrup and honey—sickly sweet.

you’ve never really looked at anyone the way you’re looking at this stranger before you—you’ve never had a reason to. however, this little boy is soul-crushingly, heart-achingly pretty and you can feel a seed of jealousy, of wanting him and wanting to be him. you bet his parents love him effortlessly. he seems the type to be good at anything he touches, to wake up and have his hair be ready for the day without even the touch of a brush.

your face twists, each emotion playing across your features in quick succession; your father had once said you lacked the skill of hiding your emotions. “i’m just that good at it.” you settle yourself against the tree’s leaves, hoping they will provide a sense of comfort and mysteriousness.

“it’s impressive.” the compliment sends a pleasing sense of shivers down your spine; your parents were loathe to praise skills that they had determined had no real-world use. you’d fought hard for them to be proud of you, and sometimes, despite all you’d done, you fell short.

you try to turn your head away so he can’t see your smile, but the way his cheeks start to turn rosy mirrors your own.

“thanks.” you puff a strand of hair away from your face, turning your attention back to the young boy. “who are you? i live here and i don’t think i’ve ever seen you before.”

“i’m zhongli of house morax.” he straightens his back, as if remembering he has to be dignified in your home. he, then, counteracts his poise by giving you a lopsided smile—some of his teeth are crooked and it makes your heart flutter. “i’m here ‘cause i’m supposed to be meeting the daughter of the lord here. she wasn’t ready, though, so my dad told me to walk the gardens while i waited.”

you blanch. this was the boy you were meant to marry?

his face is soft, his skin a pale cream color that his dark brown hair seems to make even paler. he’s a bit scrawny, lean and tall, moreso than bulky and stocky. you hadn’t known what to think of the son of the house of morax, but he seems kind.

kindness was something you valued in your friends, and maybe things wouldn’t be so bad if you were to marry him. though, did marrying him mean you’d have to dislike him? you don’t know if it would be possible to dislike a face so sweet looking.

“well,” you started, picking at a piece of tree bark, “i’m the daughter of the lord of this house. so i guess, you’ve met her, anyways.”

his smile brightens minutely, hands lacing behind his back. “it’s lovely to meet you.”

being the sole reason for and sole recipient of his smile makes warmth gain in your cheeks, “y-yeah. nice to meet you, too.”

“my lady!” you jerk your head towards the balcony that overlooks the gardens, a few hundred feet away, at the sound of your nanny’s shrill yell. “how many times have i told you to stop running away!”

from below you, zhongli laughs. it draws your attention and you think you’d be magnetized to his laugh no matter what. “i think you’d better get down, to save your poor nanny from suffering an aneurysm.”

you harumph, slowing starting to make your way down the tree. “i’m getting down, but only because i want to. i don’t even know what an aneurysm is.”

his eyes twinkle as he responds. “i don’t either. i read it in a book once.”

the two of you share a small smile as your feet are firmly planted on the ground again, zhongli helping you down with an outstretched hand. with a gentle hand, he brushes a green leaf from your hair.

“will i see you again?” you ask softly, looking up at him now and confirming the fact that he is taller than you, if only by a few inches.

he contemplates, moving towards the balcony. “i hope so. i’d enjoy seeing you again.”

“i would, too.”

your nanny snatches you, then, scolding you on running off on your own and reprimanding you for climbing trees again—as you’d been told last time that there would be absolutely no more of that!—but you’re not paying attention to her. instead, you’re watching zhongli, who is happily talking with his parents and nodding sagely at whatever his father’s advisor says to him next.

turning back to your father, who’d descended the steps next to you, you just happen to miss zhongli’s gaze falling onto you.

perhaps marriage isn’t supposed to be completely unhappy.

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blueparadis · 1 year

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OVER THE MOON ; KAEYA ALBERICH

( CW ) :: college au + band au, (singer)!f! reader x guitarist!kaeya, one-sided pinning, temporary unrequited feelings, love confession, flirting, smūt undertones but nothing too explicit, kissing, soft lovemaking. [ based on this suggestion + notes ~ here. ] || redirect to blog navigation. ( WC ) :: 2kish.

Kaeya Alberich has always a been a prominent presence in (y/n)’s life since her budding teenage years, sometimes a little too strong, sometimes a little too annoying, and sometimes a little too close but never a lamp. So, after graduating from college, when he became her roommate there was no room for embarrassment. Both of their college days were busy and bright, full of late-night talking and exchanging notes in the times of exams. While (y/n) had to put up with kaeya’s unending horde of blind and flash dates, Kaeya had to endure the agony of seeing her in neon lights with other guys and girls, so wide open for the world to get a glimpse of her yet so cocooned in front of him. Kaeya always had to see her in rectangles either in Twitter posts, Instagram stories, or WhatsApp video calls, never in person. Those halcyon days of mirth and warmth ended in high school.

Part of him hated her for that, hated to the extent that he did horrible things to her; like switching off the phone on her birthday and then, expecting her to be free for the surprise date he planned, like telling her that she is seeing someone and then, expecting her to be jealous about it. The most fucked up part of all this was (y/n) was still the same nice girl he met on a rainy day after school. They walked home together under one umbrella because Kaeya thought his umbrella was too girly for him to walk around. (y/n) was more than happy to help him because she got a partner for jumping in the puddles. She was never angry at him, always so accepting and forgiving, always being brave like the moon is of her grey cavities. Maybe she was and Kaeya was unaware of it. Guess, he'll never know. So much emotional confusion, bubbling like the lime sodas.

Well, that's what being apart from each other for so long does. Longing and hating, longing and missing; longing and then loving.

Now, he was determined to fix it, humble himself for her, and paint her in all the colors that exist beyond the skies, oceans, and rainbows.

“What're ya doin'?” The curtains are drawn in an instant letting some germinating sunlight inside the room. It is neither too cold nor too hot, it’s perfect. This is why ( y/n ) likes winter, the heat becomes bearable.

“and good morning to myself. to what do owe this pleasure?” (y/n) quipped lowering the headphones down to her shoulders, closing her musical-sheet notebook so as to look up at Kaeya who lazily dragged a lonely chair, sitting with his hands resting on the frame of the chair and legs set across the seat.

He quipped sourly, “I live here, remember?” That’s right. This cozy little place that was once used as a store room, just like another dumping room in this enormous house is now used as a studio for practice sessions. Yeah, each member has a key to the studio so he could give her one. It was hard for him: to hide his affection for her but he knows, that keychain, that key means nothing to her. He knows she just keeps it with the bunch of rotten keys. Noticing how her eyebrows and lips did a flip followed by a scrunched-up nose Kaeya supplied, “I see. You’re still getting used to it.” licking his bottom lip to hold back his smirk.

At first, it started with simple things. You, coming to his studio and live performances, helping him with his gigs, or sometimes even composing the music. And now, you have become a part of his band. You still remember how bashful he sounded while saying that he wanted you, only you if he ever wanted a female vocalist or someone by your recommendation. Yeah, he trusts you like that! Part of you thinks that he might have asked you just to stay connected in one way or another since you two are a year away from completing university studies. And, another part of you regrets, having all those college years wasted. Couldn’t he have asked you sooner?

Yes, he could have but that would spoil the fun of teasing you, making you angry with his foolish little tactics, and getting your attention by doing the most embarrassing things in the middle of a mob— yeah, flirting with you, pursuing you, being secretly possessive for you and hence, keeping you close to himself; only for himself. He wanted to do all the things that he could not do with you in those corroded college years— pampering you with surprise gifts, going salon with you, taking you on random dates; his list does not end here but he can not enact all of his wishes so as easy as the wind. There is a fine line he is unable to cross. Years of friendship weigh him down. It is always one step forward and three steps back.

Just after shifting to the new university, he would spend most of his evenings alone; thinking about what ways he should tell you. He even waits for your late-night calls and is hesitant to call you, sometimes but when his longing is up to the brim he generally goes for a video call. While you are busy doing some chores, roaming around the house never still in one place he just . . . talks, watches you. He still manages. After all, why would a person prefer video calls over simple calls who are living in the same city, seeing each other almost every day? He gets it, alright? It’s just he was missing ( y/n ) so much that meeting her after two days at the gig won’t be enough. He would not be able to hold back himself that long. He might do something stupid, he knows it.

Gigs with Kaeya have always been special to you. You never dwelled on ‘why’? Pictures flooding all socials, fans making little theories about you and him being a ‘thing’, seeing a fresh batch of memes, and above all the most important— his performance. Even though you share the same stage with him, he never forgets to state that he is all here because of you. Holding the microphone, telling the crowd a little story of one of the jamming sessions, and swinging it towards you in a regal way. How could not anyone fall for that? You know anyone would but not you. The squeals and cheers from the crowd tell you the same and maybe that’s why he is a little different towards you, maybe that’s why you are being chosen as the lead vocal singer for their band. That has to be it. You have spent half of your life-time with him, that’s why he is comfortable flirting with you, hooking his arms around your waist in front of the cameras. . . Love doesn't make sense here.

“Kaeya, why would you come here of all places?” (y/n) stated as soon as she figured they are going in the direction of an amusement park. That place is full of people, full of stares and people are so quick to gossip, not that none of them cares but averting such vague situations is always better than worrying, lending ears to those rumors, isn’t it? It’s so unlike him. “People come here for dates.” you tartly spoke frowning at him as they indeed the park through the gate.

“Yeah, did we have any other choice?” Kaeya’s voice was deeper than usual. tensed. Did she find out already why they are here?

“Of course. We could have. . .” she tried to protest but it was futile against that soft sapphire gaze. Lately, he has that look in his eyes, like he is about to cry like he is enduring something hurtful — it’s a haze, really. “. . . nevermind forget it.”

“I’ll go buy something for us to eat.” You stated before leaving. Kaeya sits on the edge of the fountain of mond. He watches you from distance humming a tune in his head. “I cannot explain

These things I feel for you” He sees you and remembers how many times he has thought of confessing but couldn’t, how many times he was about to confess but couldn’t. “People come here for dates, huh?”

When you came back holding food, he scooted to a side holding the dishes so that you could take a seat in front of him. You hear him humming and you recognize the song. You rock my world by Micheal Jackson. You let out a little chuckle remembering how you and he used to sing a song in a duet. It is a silly game but you liked it doing with him anyways. But he is humming now, it's special. He rarely hums. He hums when he is either sad or just to annoy diluc You know he is not sad. The last gig was successful and he told you that he would buy you something of your choice if the gig went ‘good’. That is not something grave to be sad about

“But girl, you know it's true

Stay with me”

“Oh we’re playing this game now.” You asked crossing your legs one over the other, setting aside the lime soda to sit beside him.

Kaeya hums the next two lines,

“Fulfill my dreams

And I'll be all you need”

“Hey, that was supposed to be my line.” you retorted turning towards him. His lips part, his gaze stills on your lips, and then his lips close. He takes your hand saying almost whisperingly, “(y/n), we’re not playing any games.” He clears his throat, “I’m not playing any games.” The weight of his words bangs your head as you feel the squeeze over your palm. It is true. He is not playing, not anymore. There are no cameras, no fans, no one to please— just the two of you, sitting next to each other while the world is the busiest. Kaeya interlaces his fingers with yours trying not

Kaeya interlaces his fingers with yours trying his best not to shock you. He had an idea of all sorts of reactions you’d give him but this one was the least expected. “Okay. we’re not playing any games,” you murmur so that you let this incident drill in you and wake you from this shock. Kaeya’s lip bends in an upper curve at one of the corners as he leans. You do not move. He still has his mask on. “Feels so right girl

I've searched for the perfect love all my life” He recoils and places a kiss over your lips, softly grazing, heat sipping through his mask. He looks back at you. “Have finally found a perfect love this time” Kaeya sees your lips touching your ears, embarrassment seeping through your cheeks, your hand, your palms. He sees your lips touching your ears, your face smearing with a teeth-flashing grin, embarrassment seeping through your palms. That is when he knew he did it well, all of it from flirting with you to pursuing you to confessing to you. All.of.it.

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pixelwisp · 2 years

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hi i saw the best friends to lovers post!!

" the first kiss and the realization of “it’s always been you” "

with either diluc or zhongli, if you would! whichever youre more comfortable with :D (preferably gn reader please & thank you)

YES thank you i love this I'm so excited omg this took me a millennia and i am so sorry about that /sob

the kiss was fervent, but it was also hesitant - it was filled with uncertainty, the looming dread of the conversation that comes after the kiss. the crushing reality that's now befallen both parties - that diluc ragnvindr is promised to another; yet he's here - the night before his wedding - holding you. kissing you.

archons, what have you gotten yourself into.

"diluc," you start, voice a whisper against his lips, "we can't."

his grip on your hips tighten as he parts from you, his forehead resting upon your own.

"i'll call off the wedding. I can head over to the winery now to let miss kamisato know-"

"diluc, no. listen to yourself. if you marry miss kamisato then the winery-"

"the winery will be fine on its own. this merger with the kamisato's were insurance, nothing more." you open your mouth to object further, but before you could diluc hushes you with another kiss, moving his arms up to secure you in an embrace before parting to press his lips against the shell of your ear. "lady ayaka knows. she urged me herself to come here tonight."

"she what?"

"she has someone too. back home. we spoke of it earlier this evening," he says, but you were too busy trying to wrap your mind around your current situation to properly hear his reply. diluc notices the worried tension still inlaid within your brows, and he sighs. "hey, look at me." he lightly takes your chin and turns it up toward him until you eventually met his gaze. you search his eyes for any shred of concern, worry, or doubt - but all you saw was unwavering love. you shudder as the undeniable feeling of a stuttering heart overwhelms you, and in an effort to keep steady you grip the lapels of his coat, pulling him flush against you.

diluc leaned in once more, voice falling into a whisper.

"i will gladly sacrifice pieces of me for the things i cherish in this life, so one word from you, and we may never speak of this again. i will marry miss kamisato as planned, and we can pretend the boundaries of our friendship were never crossed. i will do this if it will make you happy." you see the flash of worry in his eyes then, the spark of fear that made your stomach twist in guilt. "but please, love, let me be selfish. just this once."

there it was again. that painfully whole ache in your chest. you loved him. and he loved you.

"okay," you whisper. you bring your hands up to cup his face as you see him smile for the first time in what felt like years.

"okay," he whispers back, before capturing your lips with his once more.

a/n - ok so this lowkey (highkey) ran from me but i think it still kind of fits the prompt??? maybe??? hopefully???? hopefully you like it regardless ✨ this is officially my first genshin piece on this blog and im so excited to be officially moving my content into genshin!! <3

✧ reblogs appreciated!

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luxxid · 1 year

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○ # - ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ/ꜱ: 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱; 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱. ○ # - ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : 𝗰𝘆𝗻𝗼 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 ○ # - ᴛʏᴘᴇ: 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 ○ # - ᴀ/ɴ: 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱.

cyno would be the kind of father who would be awkward about displaying devotion. Nevertheless, his affection is also comforting.

he loves his child from the moon and back. but he prefers not to express it.

he probably teaches them how to play card games and has little matches with them when both of them aren't asleep.

i know damn well there isn't a day where he won't stop pondering about the day his child was born.

we all know the child will have a caring but strict father because of his rigorous nature, which is also a part of his personality.

is his child wailing and making a scene? give 'em the classic "you'll be dead the second you get home" stare.

dont even expect it. this mf wouldn't help sneak candy.

"no, i am not helping you sneak sweets."

he tries his best to make his child laugh, but he makes them cry instead.

"what do you call a fish with no eyes?"

"a fsh"

"papa, are you saying that fishes have no eyes?"

"n-no, it's not like that."

type of dad to ask which parent his child likes more.

and if the answer is the other parent, he gets jealous lmaooooo

he's overattached without even realizing it. trust me he gets jealous very easily.

lets his child play with his hair. doesn't fucking care if it gets tangled.

always teaches them how to abide by the rules and stay just to their surroundings and people.

he doesn't speak to his child once they do something wrong until he's certain they've learned their lesson.

that's cruel tbh. my mom used to do that to me when i used to lie to her.

he takes his child on little walks around Sumeru Akademiya.

when the both of them play cards, sometimes he lets his child win. lol

he never lets his cold side show in front of his child. he would never want his child to learn from him.

we can only hope for the best from him. after all, he is cyno, right?

#cyno x reader #cyno #cyno x y/n #cyno gi #gi cyno #genshin impact #genshin #gi #gi fluff #fic #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin fluff #gi x reader #sumeru #headcannons #cyno sumeru

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qilinsagau · 2 years

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Title: Horns

Fic type: Fluffy headcanons

Warning(s): Nothing

Summary: They see you have horns in your God/Goddess form

Characters: Zhongli, Venti, Yanfei

Zhongli:

He doesn't think much of it. He thinks of it showing that you're very close to him. He feels very lucky that he has horns and you have horns. He walks around the palace in his god form proudly showing off his horns. He's smug for a long while after seeing your horns. He doesn't show how happy he is but he is VERY happy about it.

Venti

He stares at your horns. They fit your face so well. His eyes sparkle when you ask him if he wanted to touch them. He takes it as an opportunity to play with your hair. He looks at how shiny and pretty your horns are. He takes photos to show the other archons. He'll still brag about being the first person to see your horns.

Yanfei

She writes it down in her book. She views it as an honor to have horns like you. She acts much more bubbly for the next few days. She loves touching your horns. The first time she does she writes down everything she notices about them. Watching you walk around in your god form was so enchanting to her. She wrote down lots of things about you.

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dxy-drxxm · 3 months

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SYNOPSIS: Just what was the Opera Singer built out of to be seen as a damn dumbbell?

CW/s: shitpost, Xinyuan's figure reminds me of fucking Sangria and I hate it here (/exag), akatsuhearts reference

NOTE: Part 2 of the gift I have for Esther (after glass heart), and its also a crack fic for the IDV AU. Also, curse AkatsuHearts giving me the thought of "my girl built like a dumbbell" LMAOOOO

"You know, miss Opera Singer, you look like you're built like a dumbbell."

Xianyun seem to pause and raise her head at the comment, looking extremely confused at the comment that she was told by the newcomer.

"... Pardon?"

"You know, since your outfit has you wearing these puffed up sleeves," she explained, grabbing them with a tilt of her head. "And the others say that it looks weird without you wearing those."

...

Xianyun seem to sigh. It seem as though the survivors she's dealt with saw what she wore as such an... Interesting item used for lifting weights.

"I see. Do you think the same way?"

"Huh?"

"I mean my figure. Do you think one is built like a dumbbell, as you say?" she asked again, raising an eyebrow. "That my waist is that thin, or my puffy sleeves remind you of such?"

... Is she joking?

"N- No," Esther replied, scratching the back of her neck. "I mean, it would be funny, but... I think it'd be too insulting for you. Especially since you don't enjoy being called that way."

Looking at Xinyuan, the Opera Singer seems amused, which caught her by surprise. What's even more was how she simply pat her head, just like how a mother would to a child.

If anything, it made her cheeks redden. She knew Xinyuan was definitely enjoying her time teasing her when she brought that question up.

"You're enjoying this too much!" she exclaimed, grabbing her hand to pull it a bit higher. Although, the hunter raised an eyebrow, even more amused than before.

"Enjoying what, pray tell? You brought that question up yourself."

"Well, yes, but I wasn't expecting you to laugh while I'm trying to answer that!"

Xinyuan chortled at the thought, proving Esther's point. It even made her more huffy as she looked away, ignoring the feeling of her free hand to cup her cheek.

"Hm... Jokes aside, however, I'm not offended if you see me that way. Although, if that were to be the case, you'll have to help me prove the others wrong for seeing me as a dumbbell."

... Oh, God, I hate it here.

"Ugh, fine, fine... You know me too well."

For the first time since she got here, she watched Xinyuan smile— the same smile she said she couldn't make due to the horrors she's seen before she came in.

"And you know me well enough, too, 宠儿."

@.dxy-drxxm | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2024

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lyxzeun · 1 year

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Hiii! I saw your request is open so I have a few requests.

I was wondering if you could do genshin men arguing with their s/o who is a sweetheart? But one day, they had a fight about smth and their s/o just snapped.

I wanted them to like suddenly stopped talking and just death glare at them before walking to their shared room.

I actually want to know what their reaction be and what they do! I don't mind how many but I would love to see Xiao / Zhongli/ Scaramouche (if you do him too) !

— the story of us (looks a lot like a tragedy now).

;; the genshin boys get into an argument with their sweetest lover, yet, the “sweetest” has seemed to turn into something else.

:: preview: guizhong being zhongli’s past lover, and he isn’t moving on yet(aguyy), and xiao not being understandable of your situation.

“xiao, please! we could work this out together if you’d listen and understand me!” your sweet voice began to crack, and xiao is raising an eyebrow at you. the thing that happened was; xiao was pretty much away the past few weeks in which it has left you wandering around and helping people around, especially in the places where he could’ve been. one late night, he finally decided to come back in your shared home, which brings us back to where we were. “if you weren’t away these past few weeks i wouldn’t have been overworking myself in the midst of you being gone! there isn’t anything else i could do than help everyone around when you’re gone! it’s what i do!” you tried to explain, “and yet you’re still mad about why i keep working while you’re away? xiao, you need to know that if you weren’t gone i wouldn’t be so tired!” you sighed, “y/n, i hate how you work around for everybody, can’t you just rest?! i’m here guarding everyone- including you, so that everyone is safe and they’re able to feel safe, and yet when i tell you that you rest when i’m away, you work!” he started to shout at you loudly, and he stood there with his fists bolded up, “i work for us, xiao! you wouldn’t understand since you walk away all the time and now you barely have any time for me! i’ve been doing my best to keep us alive, and now your blaming it on me since i want us to live a nice life?! xiao, this is nonsense you’re bringing up. and i don’t want you to blame me into the wrong situations you’ve caused, and i don’t want to hear anything- anymore!” you began to splurt out words that was in your head, it was supposed to remain in your head and not out your mouth, and now tears started to spill down your eyes as you turned away from him, xiao had never seen this side of you so clearly and privately, and he began to think, and his thoughts were circling in his head, thinking about what you and him would’ve been doing if this stupid argument that the two of you had weren’t happening. your feet began to tap on the floor as you headed to your shared bedroom, catching his attention, right before one step into the bedroom, you gave him a piercing glare of knives stabbed through his heart. you then went inside the room, laying down on your side of the bed, unable to face xiao’s side of the bed, thinking of what he’s doing right now, and the answer was; he was walking around the living room, thinking of how to apologize, muttering out words that he thought to say. a few minutes have passed, and now you’re sitting on the bed looking at your photo album with xiao. you smiled softly, looking at the memories that the two of you had. you then heard the doorknob open, a figure walked over to your seat, and xiao was looking at the ground, attempting to atleast let out a word. “..y/n.” was that all he could say? your name? “…xiao..?” you turned your head to him, fiddling with your hands. “i.. i apologize. for the way i have acted. i didn’t understand your situation when we talked, and.. and it was stupid that i blamed you so bluntly without understanding your current struggles about us.” he began to raise his head up to you, smiling slightly, you could see his eyes get glossy, the moment his eyes saw yours. “and… i am also sorry for being absent and not being able to spend time with you… it was my fault. i apologize-" his sigh was cut out by you hugging him tightly, burying your face into his neck as you bursted into tears. his eyes widen, and yet his senses has made him hug you back, rubbing your back. “xiao… i- i’m so sorry!” your voice was muffled slightly by your head buried into his neck, “i’m so sorry that i snapped- i wasn’t really thinking- and the words that came from my mouth… i-i’m so sorry!” you hugged him tighter, sobbing onto his neck. “no… y/n.. it wasn’t your fault that you explained your struggles when i didn’t understand. it’s fine, y/n..” he said, whispering softly as he rubbed your back soothingly. xiao then kissed your forehead lightly and shushed you to sleep, calming you down.

zhongli was never really judging of you, still yet, you’ve never seemed to pass a day without him mentioning guizhong. his friend that died from the archon war, maybe even more than just a friend of his. — the day started ordinary like every day off of his, waking up with him, his messy hair all over the pillows and some on his hair, you fixing his long hair and tucking them behind his ear making you smile sleepily, seeing his face clearly in the early morning. “ah, guizhong used to do that when the winds would blow against us whilst we sat on a peak.” he smiled softly, caressing your face, although he mentioned guizhong, you couldn’t help but not mind it. his touch was soothing as always.. in the afternoon, you read some books to zhongli as his head layed on your lap, as he requested. “gui..” his voice started to fade, “y/n, dearest?” he smiled, staring into your eyes. your smile faded slightly, hearing the first syllable of… her name, again. “yes, love?” you responded. “i love you, guizho- ahem… y/n.” again? not only has he been testing you but it’s the nth time he’s mentioned (or atleast he’s tried to) guizhongs name. you chuckled, “i need to get something from the bedroom. you can rest on the couch.” you lifted zhongli’s head up your lap and placed it on the cushions on the couch. you headed to your shared room with him, and started to lay down on the bed. guizhong, guizhong, guizhong. that was all you could think of, did zhongli date you because he loves you for you, or did he love you for… your resemblance to her? your thoughts started to swirl again, guizhong, guizhong is the one he loves, not you, not you. guilt, doubt, worry, sadness and all sorts of emotions swirled inside, and it was unbearable, so unbearable. but no- not this time, he’s still waiting for you on the couch, you grabbed a hairbrush, to make up the image that you got the “thing” you wanted to grab from the bedroom. you went back to the living room. he was sitting on the couch, reading the unfinished part of the book you read to him. “ah, dearest.” he looked up from the book and saw you walking over to him slowly, “i suppose you’ve found what you needed? it took you quite a long time.” he set down the book on the nearest corner table, “yeah, it was hard to find it.” you brushed a few parts of your hair and placed it on the corner table and sat beside him, cuddling closer to him. “guizhong, my dearest.” you heared him whisper, making you pull away and bold your fist. “love? is something wrong?” zhongli tilted his head in visible confusion, “i’m not her.” you sighed, “y/n, dearest, what are you saying?” he chuckled in a joking way, thinking that you were joking. “i will never be her.. never.” you looked up at his expression of confusion with glossy eyes, tears were about to fall. “zhongli.. understand that… i am not her… and that i… will never be her..” the more you spoke, the more your voice trembled, and droplets of your tears started to wet the fabric on the couch. “no, love… i love you for you..” he tucked your hair behind your ear. “no! no you don’t!” you pushed him away and stood up from the couch. “you only love me and dated me because i am just like guizhong, and archons, am i tired of hearing her name every single time we’re together! i can’t even pass a day without having to hear her name from your voice again!” his hand started to reach out to you as he looked up your figure standing over him. “don’t even touch me,” you backed away and crossed your arms over your chest. “go back to her for all i fucking care!” zhongli’s eyes had widened, he’s never seen this side of you this mad, he knows that you’d usually be forgiving, just like how he mentioned guizhong’s name everytime! he stood up from the couch and standed facing your face flooded with flowing tears, his heart overflowed and overwhelmed with emotions of regret. you began to walk away and into your shared bedroom, you sat on the bed and started to hug your knees to your chest and let your tears flow freely from your eyes. minutes have passed and now you’re laying on your side.

you were hugging a pillow and burying your face into it. sniffling softly and hugging the pillow tighter and tighter. you heard a soft knock on the door, “love..? are.. are you alright? may i come in?” zhongli placed his hand on the doorknob, he didn’t hear you, but he opened the door in worry, guilt and regret. “what do you want?” your voice was still muffled by the pillow you were hugging, “i apologize, my dearest.” he sat beside your figure and placed a hand lightly on your head, “it’s no use, zhongli.” you whispered, hugging the pillow tightly. “i know i have done things wrong, my dear.” he sighed, “and i know that i shouldn’t have treated you like you were some reincarnation of her.” he began to stroke your hair slowly, “you are not her, y/n. you will never be her.” zhongli’s voice became softer, and… sweeter. “guizhong is the past. you, y/n, my dearest.. you are my present, you are my future, and you are my forever.” he began to carry your figure and held you close to his. “don’t ever forget that.” he kissed your forehead, “i apologize again, dear.” he kissed your lips softly, raising your head to his face. “hey… don’t kiss me yet.” you giggled with a soft voice, “my face is still wet from crying.” he chuckled and still kissed your forehead. “..hey, zhongli?” you leaned against his chest, and he responded with a small hum. “we’ll be okay, right..?” a small amount of worry was in your voice. “we’ll be fine, just as long as we’re together.”

- vale speaks ! .. hello! thank you for requesting! sorry for taking a very long time to do your request, my apologies for not being able to add scaramouche as well. sadly, I wasn't able to put scaramouche in this request as the two characters' parts were long enough and I wasn't able to put scaramouche's part in. thank you for supporting my blog! best regards, vale <3

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teyvat-airlines · 1 year

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Things you pick up from them

Characters included: Dottore, Scaramouche, Yae Miko,

Can be read as /p or /r

Dottore

You pick up his observation skills. He notices when you two mention the same small thing. He doesn't talk when you're in his lab with him. When he does it's more of a grumble than actual words.

You also pick up his mumbling. So another harbinger will walk in and just see you both mumbling about something. When he notices he thinks it's adorable. He 100 percent teases you about it.

He asks you what your hypothesis is on a few experiments. It's a bonding activity... of Sorts...

Scaramouche (The Wanderer)

You pick up his sharp tongue. You have to be very patient to be friends with Scara. So it's warranted that you snap back at him from time to time.

You two go back and forth pretty frequently. It's mainly light-heartedly. Scara just hovers around you like a cat. He's always there holding your hand. Or touching you in some way.

When ever you fight it's mainly just you two shouting insults at each other.

Yae Miko

You pick up her smirk. You know the one she does when she's about to mess with someone? Yeah, that one.

Being around Yae has gotten you roped into a few funny pranks, mainly on Ei and random civilians. She always smirks when she's plotting something and you kinda mimicked her without noticing.

When she notices don't expect to hear the end of it. Even though she teases you she finds it endearing in an odd way.

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fairykazu · 4 months

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SNEAKING 'ROUND WITH YOU FT. KAEYA contents // snowman building, friends to lovers, confessions, pining, christmasy event note: i listened to w2e's album, 0.1 flaws and all, while writing this but this song fits better: somethin' stupid masterlist

you were waiting outside, hoping that the ring doorbell didn't trigger the notifications on your parents' phone. you bundled yourself up in a puffy jacket and some sweats, hoping that kaeya would arrive just before the cold wouldn't freeze you to death. as the snow fell from the midnight skies, you used the sleeves of your puffy jacket to make mini snowmen, naming one 'snowy' and the other, 'cup of noodles'. man, waiting for kaeya felt like forever to a point you named your snowbaby as cup of noodles. "'it takes twenty minutes' he said." you mocked kaeya as the cold bit your cheeks, reddish hue on your face. even though, kaeya probably wouldn't had, you feel like he just left you hanging.

it's gotten colder as your teeth clattered together, making each step on the patio of the house harder and harder to reach. only making it to the first step to the patio, you sat down and waited for him.

a kick of snow landed on the wooden steps as you looked where it came from, kaeya was hunched over, carrying a plastic bag of random items from the nearest shop, he was out of breath. "whew, oh my god."

"oh my god..." kaeya turned to you as your very cold face morphed into disbelief. "you killed cup of noodles-"

"how did you know i got that in the bag?" kaeya asked as he lifted the bag to show you.

looking at the instant noodle packaging made you drool a little. "oooh thank you, wait no! you killed my baby!" you cried, pointing pile of stepped-on snow next to snowy. kaeya quirked a brow,

"um, the really ugly mounds of snow?"

"yes, my beautiful baby i made while waiting for you asshat!" you sobbed dramatically as kaeya sat next to you, placing the bag of knickknacks next to him. "i am very sorry about your beloved baby, princess. but to make you feel better, i got you, hand heater packets!" rummaging through the bag, he opened the hand heater packaging, showing you the heater.

"i semi-accept your apology."

"i am very gracious, princess. as you warm up with that, i will help you create a better 'cup of noodles' snowman."

"better?" you questioned. "are you implying that the baby cup of noodles i made was stupid and bad?"

he fell down dramatically, draping his hand on his face. "princess, of course not, i will never say that. ummm," he tried to appease you with something else in his bag. "chocolate?"

"sure." you were enjoying thoroughly being pampered. he handed you the chocolate bar as he rolled a snowball in his hands, shaping it unevenly. "instead, of um, late 'cup of noodles' being here. let's make a new one?"

you quietly snorted as you agreed, "yes, you should make me a big snowman in honor of cup of noodles." he furrowed his brows, scratching his head with his other hand,

"like how big?"

you placed down the unwrapped bar of chocolate on the patio stairs and stood up. "like this tall!" you pointed to the floor to the patio's celing.

he laughed nervously, "princess, i fear that that would be too tall for me to make. what if i die instead?" his face grew ruddy from the cold, you stepped closer to him. wrapping your scarf around his neck, feeling the breeze bite you from your turtleneck, you tucked the scarf inside of the loop. kaeya flushed a little but it's not like you noticed anyway. you exhaled a laugh, tugging kaeya to your height,

"it would be okay because you died in honor of 'cup of noodles'." you two's faces were abnormally close. inching away from each other lips, you felt his cold breath ghosting your lips.

kaeya didn't try to do a flirty line with you, having you hear every sound around you. as the snow falls, dancing with each other, forming the flakes and your heart beat a bit faster than before. kaeya, thankfully, broke the ice, "so, princess, if i die, who would give you wonderful gifts?"

naturally, you guys pulled apart as kaeya took a step back. but you took a small step closer, you smiled, "you mean, peace offerings?"

"same thing, isn't it?"

---

you two were a bit further from your house, outside of your room. your window was open as the wind billowed the curtains in the room. you two eventually decided to build snowmen who were not as tall as the patio's ceiling to the concrete floor but instead mini snowmen like snowy and cup of noodles.

kaeya suggested that you two should collect branches for the little arms and rocks for the eyes for the snowmen. you agreed as along if the snowmen were you two together.

you replied, "we should make them look like us."

he smiled, his blue eyes glimmering in the moonlight. if you were mistaken, he could've been an angel too. um, snow angel. "sure."

kaeya was acting like the branches he had collected were logs twice the size of yours. "name, princess, can you help me lug this for me?"

you rolled your eyes and replied back, "if im the princess to you, why should i help? aren't you my shining knight in armor?"

kaeya hid his face into your scarf, hoping you would notice his flushed cheeks was a result of the cold. he cleared his throat, "you are so right, princess." giving you the so-called branches, you carried them in your arms, confused.

he lifted you up, carrying you in princess style. you nearly shrieked in fear as kaeya shushed you with his finger, "hey, we don't want to wake up your parents, now do we?"

"okay, kae." you retorted as he silently snorted. regardless, you dug your face into his nape or really, your scarf. you heard every beat of his heart as he hummed and rubbed circles into your back.

---

he carried you until you two reached the patio once more. you slipped out of his warm embrace as he left you to the cold, he told you that he'll be right back. you sat down against the wall of the house, placing the little branches on the other side of you. out of boredom, you started to make a few little balls to be your base for your snowmen with kaeya. the rocks he picked out somehow matched your shade of eyes, making you question if the pebbles actually turned out to be gems.

after a while, the blue haired male walked back with the plastic bag in hand and your chocolate from earlier in the other. "princess, i got you something, i forgot."

you fiddled with the hand warmth heaters in your pockets as kaeya rummaged through the bag to find a beanie. "if you're worried about your hair, it's like silk lined here." he flipped the inside of the beanie out, showing you the fabric lining. "that's very sweet, kae."

"well, i would do anything for you..." your heart stopped as kaeya's face fell to the ground, trying to cover up his slip up. "because you're my best friend. my, wait, the princess, y'know?"

"yep!" you popped the 'p' at the end. kaeya placed the beanie on your head, covering your eyes for a while. "wha?? kaeya what was that for?" you asked, trying to yank the beanie upwards but kaeya's hand had it stay put in place.

"um, just wait here for a little bit." kaeya answered, taking one of the sticks next to you. you heard him trip, face first into the snow. "GAH!" he shrieked as you shushed him,

"kae, we don't want to wake up my parents, now do we?"

"don't use my words against me, princess." as he struggled to get up from the snow, he took the branch he previously had and drew something around you.

"or what? what are you going to do? aren't you my shining knight in armor, what are you going to dooo~?" you retorted back, trying to lift the beanie up to see what he was doing. you don't know how but he was already there to stop you, "keep this down for now and turn facing the house."

"huh?"

"just do it for a surprise!"

---

he was so glad that you kept the beanie to cover your eyes as he drew a bad heart around you, taking the heart shaped chocolates out. he collected the snowballs you made prior and stacked them. smoothing out the edges as he puts your little branch arms into the snow and his snowman's arms around yours. or at least attempted to fit his stick arm near your stick arms. he took out a bow he bought before and placed it near your snowman and a little toy sword next to his.

"name, you can take off your 'blindfold' now and turn around." he told you as you followed the order. adjusting the beanie so it wouldn't make your hair too flat. did he call you by your first name? it feels strange after all, he called you 'princess' since the beginning of middle school. when he declared that he would be your shining knight in armor.

"kaeya?" you turned around and saw kaeya standing with a chocolate box, swallowed his breath. you looked around and saw the mini kaeya and name as snowmen in a small, badly drawn heart. "what's going on?"

you looked down and the badly drawn heart was around you too. kaeya only managed to laugh, unable to speak to you even though he had practiced what to say beforehand. in the bathroom, forcing diluc proofread his speech to you and even making lisa make sure it's as heart felt as he wanted it to be. he only stammered out words you couldn't even hear.

the words 'i like you' scrambled out of his mouth as "i whah wuah." he wanted to hit himself because it didn't turn out right.

"kaeya, are you okay?" you stepped out of the heart carefully, making sure that you didn't kick over the mini snowmen. his breath hitched as your perfume filled the atmosphere, he's sure that the stars are burning red at this point. "your head is so warm." you pressed your colder fingers against his forehead as he gulped,

"name, i like you." you paused for a moment, glanced into his midnight eyes, the stars could exist in his eyes. wait no, you're looking for a trace of jokes but found none.

you wanted to say "i like you too." but your thoughts were caught in your throat and instead of the statement of requiting with his feelings. you replied, "what?"

nervously, he cleared his throat, "princess, i like-like you." you smiled, he wanted to engrave that into his head forever. he awaited your response and it felt like an eternity. but an eternity he'll wait to hear your response. if you reject him, it's fine because at least he could stay by your side until now.

you tried to fight the words to tell kaeya you like him back. again, the words were just stuck but actions are bigger than words. so instead of telling him, you'll just show him. stepping closer to kaeya, your lips ghosting where his were, you pressed your lips against his. dropping the chocolate box on the snowy grounds, kaeya's eyes widened but returned your kiss. you tangled your fingers with his hair as he was tapping on your shoulder.

pulling apart from the kiss, kaeya was out of breath, "oh my god," his cheeks were warmer. you giggled, "i like you too. that's what i mean."

"im so glad, princess, but also it felt like you were trying to steal my soul." you wrapped your arms around him as he tried to catch his breath. "oh my god."

"kaeya, you're so cute." kaeya looked like he forgot something, "wait."

"again?"

"yes. i promise it's good." kaeya replied as he took out a rose from the plastic bag. it feels like that bag was unlimited with the items he had bought. "name, can i be your shining knight in armor forever?"

"yes, until the world ends." he put the rose behind your ear, if you're worried about if the thorns are there. don't worry about it. he painstakingly took them out by hand until he realized he could've used gloves. you dug your face into the nape of his neck, placing a kiss there. he felt your smile against his skin. "i love you kaeya."

"i love you too, name."

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suguru-getos · 1 year

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Can you write a fanfiction about kaveh finding out about the fact that idk the reader used to be a harbinger or somth pleaaseee, angst and comfort pleaasee (winks with 54545454 dollars)

LMAOOO the winks and 545454.... I'm wheezing :P

| Kaveh x F!Reader Comfort | I accept you the way you are |

Genre: Angst to comfort, our dearest Kaveh being a wonderful and supportive partner. Mentions of violence, nightmares.

You jolted awake from your slumber, the familiar yet gut-wrenching sight of the kills that haunted you kept you awake. One of the corpses looked like Kaveh in your nightmare, and you scream cried at the grotesque sight of it all. Your hands had blood, his blood... "No, please-" you cried out, which woke Kaveh also, from his deep slumber.

"Hey hey- little Angel, is everything alright?" Kaveh was quick to wrap his arms around you, a warm hug enveloping your senses while you sobbed profusely. "Nightmare- Kaveh... I can't lose you," you were disarrayed by your emotions, the turmoil, guilt, everything was getting a bit too much for you to handle.

You were a Fatui Harbinger, who had resigned from her job and decided to quit. After knowing that your deeds of forceful diplomacy are taking a much farther and exceptional toll on you.

It was on your journey to Sumeru, that you met Kaveh and instantly were enamored by him. His smile, his soft heart, his affection, his sensitivity. It almost made you feel like a sinner, an undeserving sinner when you got Kaveh's selfless love in return...

"It's okay, I'm here. I'm never leaving. Nightmares and dreams, both are not real baby." Kaveh smiled, kissing your forehead and wiping your tears off with the pad of his thumb.

"It's okay, do you want to go for a walk with me?" Kaveh looked at you, he could almost hear the loud thumping of your anxious heart. Kaveh cupped your face, sighing and gently chiding, "Look at me, sweetness, your past should be left in the past. Do you understand?"

You've had countless conversations with Kaveh where he had acted like your unpaid therapist, listening to your guilt and still loving you endlessly for it. Today was going to be just one of those... among the countless other sleepless nights.

"I love you, talk to me.... I'm here, my cute little masterpiece, I'm always going to be here."

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PINK CARNATIONS

DILUC RAGNVINDR

First time doing one of these and boy you don't know how absolutely smitten I am with him. It could be the red aesthetic, it could be the voice, it could be his personality. All I know is that I am head over heels for him.

So basically this is some fluffy HCS that I wrote about Diluc having a crush on you and slowly gaining the courage to finally fess up. Also apologies for the inaccuracies and cringe lmao.

HEADCANONS

His infatuation for you started small, when his mood improved whenever you were around, whether it's visibly smiling when you entered the tavern or being extra charitable to the patrons. It gradually became more obvious to the regulars and while you'd think they'd confront the man and try to get something out of him, instead they would ask you to come to Angel's Share more often to increase their chances of getting free drinks and discounts. Kaeya and Venti would drag you to Angel's Share the most.

Sooner or later Diluc finally realizes that something's going on under his nose, especially after he sees you being dragged by the drunken bard inside the establishment. He asks you why you came to his tavern again not that he minded, it was just getting more frequent. You were none the wiser and told him that Venti slurred something about you being a good luck for getting good drinks.

Diluc would put two and two together and decide to ask the bard as to what he's scheming, and all hell breaks loose when Venti finally tells him to confess that he's smitten with you. He denies this and asks him to refrain from dragging you to his tavern but once that revelation was drilled into his head? Oh boy, he couldn't sleep a wink that night. He was thinking of all the scenarios, asking himself if he truly has feelings for you.

He would imagine you leaving Angel's Share and never coming back, leaving Mondstat and going to the other side of Teyvat, introducing him to some lowlife who was to be your lover, you rejecting his confession if he were to admit it. He didn't like any of those one bit.

So naturally the next time you were around he was obviously more conscious of his behavior, more careful with you, even more gentler. Ask him how his day was and he'd gladly tell you how it went while you share drinks.

On occasions he would give you small little gifts, small trinkets, free juice, and flowers. Testing the waters, and slowly gaining the courage to finally admit to himself that he did like you more than he anticipated. Surprise him with a gift of his own and he'd keep that inside his room like a trophy.

Then he would get more confident, making casual remarks that would get you to doubletake, and borderline flirting with you. It'd be something along the lines of "It'd be nice to have you around more often" or "Angel's Share isn't complete without its angel". Sometimes Kaeya overhears your conversations and tries his best not to laugh.

And once this phase starts? Best believe he ain't stopping, especially seeing you flushed red whenever he was giving you compliments. He's very sweet with his compliments and god forbid you have a weak heart since he would say the most romantic thing known to man like it was nothing.

At this point the both of you were everything but lovers, please confess first this man would love that and would practically fall for you all over again. You'd think he was unpleased seeing as how serious he looked as you were singing your heart out to him, but in truth he was just keeping himself from stopping your confession midway through and just grabbing you by your hips and giving you the world right then and there. He respects your feelings and he would wait until you said everything that you needed to say to him.

After that he would slowly step out of the bar and go over to you, slowly lifting your chin up and leaning in for the softest, sweetest, yet painfully short kiss of the century. This man would have a smile that would kill the most stone cold bastard in Teyvat, and you got to see it. Thank god the tavern was empty or else they'd see you visibly malfunction and melt into his embrace.

He'd spend the day with you just to his side, making drinks with a bit more enthusiasm this time.

Kaeya would absolutely take the piss out of him and tease him about him.

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