Cherry-cakess - Kitty.

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: diluc, kaeya, zhongli, xiao, childe, dainsleif, kazuha, tohma, scaramouche, and aether

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: he's your pretty baby boyーsuch a cute pet just for you to defile and push him past his limits. after all, he'd do anything for your touches and praises, since he's such a good boy.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): subby boys, overstimulation ( giving ) sex toys, bondage, mouth gag, tentacles, handjob, anal sex, anal fingering, double penetration, rough sex ( giving ), public sex (?), spanking ( giving ), degradation, size kink ( tummy bulge ), usage of aphrodisiacs, dacryphilia, dry humping, cock stepping, thigh-riding, collar-wearing, praise-kink

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: gender neutral ( mentions of reader with dick/strap )

𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: take one to the head ー sabrina claudio

jesus i'm this horny to write this shit, i'm gonna go sit in timeout now

and yes, i have a fucking tentacle kink, leave me alone. if someone kink shames me, i will aggressively cry

nsfw below!

ー 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂

Diluc lives for the way that you gently caress him as you slip yourself inside of him, telling him how much of a pretty boy he is, and that he's taking you so well. He practically melts whenever you press a flurry of kisses onto his tear-stained cheeks. Poor man craves emotional intimacy and you just so happen to provide that for him.

Of course, you love seeing him become a desperate slut, begging for you. Just to be cruel, you'll sit him on your lap, not even bothering to move your hips, much to his despair. You tell him to be a good boy and ride you, which he whimpers to, but he eventually moves his hips, and before long he's bouncing on you, moaning like a whore. Your pretty whore.

He looks so adorable wearing that maid's dress, especially seeing as he has a tentacle pressing into his prostate, the bulge becoming quite evident through the cottony fabric. When you finally deem that he's had enough, he does the honors and lifts the skirt for you, his pathetic cock leaking pre-cum as he silently begs for you to hurry up.

You love using his mouth for your own pleasureーshoving your leaking sex into his mouth, not caring as he lets out muffled groans and whimpers, they just spur you on even more. You've long since suspected that he actually enjoys it, seeing as how he grips your thighs so eagerly. He's so happy to swallow up your release, making sure to slurp up every single drop.

Diluc once spent a whole day with a vibe buzzing away inside of him, with you watching his every move. Thank goodness he didn't have to go out too much that day, but the few time he did were absolute torture. You'd send him a knowing smile while twirling the remote around in your hand, occasionally pushing up the level higher. And he doesn't even get the relief of relieving himself, otherwise, he'll get a punishment.

He's gotten fucked by you more than once after everyone has left the tavern, so there's no one to see the mighty Diluc Ragnvindr being reduced to a moaning and drooling pervert who enjoys being fucked like a whore. You'll even jerk his cock in tune with your thrusts, unraveling him even further. Afterward, he'll have to clean up the mess that he made, since it is his tavern after all.

ー 𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀

Kaeya's such a fucking horny ass manーhe's down to do anything with you, even if it means that you have him bent over the nearest countertop, then so be it. He'll be sure to tease you lots, however, such as pushing his ass upwards and wiggling it around just to be a tease. He's just asking to be punished.

He's gotten so many punishments because he's touched himself without permission. The man has a higher-than-average sex drive, so he's bound to jerk himself off sooner or later. That and he does it purpose, smirking at you as his hands jerk up and down on his leaking erection.

It's commonplace for him to get absolutely railed by your tentacles, and you don't exactly show him mercy. The moment the current tentacle has finished having its way with him, you slide another in, ignoring his hushed whimpers, as he's being milked dry yet again. Yet he seems to be enjoying it, from the way he's wiggling his ass like that.

Since he's such a whore, you don't have any qualms about harshly bringing your hand down upon his ass, and you won't stop there, continuing to spank him until his ass is completely sore and reddened. Even if he begs for you to please slow down, that he can't take it anymore, but you won't stop until he's become a lewd mess just from his ass being abused like this.

You've fucked him hard until he's become like a slut, telling you that he can keep going, that he loves your cock/strap so so much, and he wants it so badly in him. The way his eyes roll back into his head and how he shamelessly drools is good enough validation for you to fuck him until he can't go anymore.

Kaeya's been made to walk around after you've slipped an eager tentacle inside him, and a rather big at that. It was technically his idea at first, so you obliged, wanting to see how long he can go before he breaks. He takes you upon it, and he's rather good at holding in his moans as the tentacle continues to ravage him, but he does let out the occasional moan, playing it off like he has a stomachache and not like he's a pervert who enjoys his ass being fucked by a tentacle out in public.

ー 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

Zhongli is quite curious about human customs that he's never heard of or tried, so he's all that more curious when you suggest that you take the lead this time and that he can just lie back. Little does he know that you have much more planned for him than just "taking the lead"; you'll absolutely break him.

You love milking him by shoving a vibrating dildo up into his ass, all the while tweaking his nipples and jerking off his cock, whispering filth into his ear, about how he's really lewd for enjoying something like this, and he can't even push you away, since you took the liberty of tying his hands behind his back. If you didn't know any better, you'd think that he was enjoying the burn of the ropes into his fair skin.

Just to humiliate him, you'll push him to the near precipice of his orgasm, his hushed whimpers and groans filling the air, before you completely stop, his despaired expression becoming adorable entertainment. you tell him that if he wants to cum that badly, then he can use your thighs. He pauses, before climbing up onto your lap, and rutting his hips as your knee presses against his twitching hole.

Having long since acquainted him with the idea of aphrodisiacs, you slip quite the generous amounts of it into his tea, watching as he drinks it all up, unknowing of the predicament he's put himself in. Before long, you've got him bent over the counter, his hips pushing against your crotch, desperate to have you as deep inside of him as you can possibly go.

You'll hold him close to you as you finger him open, his head being thrown back as you utterly abuse his poor prostate, already so close to cumming. And you'll hold it over him as wellーfor a supposed elegant and powerful archon, he's really just a whore who enjoys his ass being played with huh. He can't even deny your words, as he's too busy moaning like the slut he is.

He's too busy clambering onto you, his once stoic face now a red and jumbled mess, as you taunt him for enjoying being fucked out in public, where anyone could walk within a certain radius and see how much a lewd pervert he is. Zhongli knows that this is so perverted and wrong, but he can't even bring himself to tell you to stop, as you slam inside him yet again, fucking him against the wall.

ー 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎

Xiao is such a good boy, always wanting to please you and silently putting your needs first, even though his stoic demeanor may not give away his inner thoughts. You can't help but want to spoil him with lots of pleasure mixed in with your affections.

His nipples are just so cute, and they bring incredibly lewd and adorable moans out of him. It's so much fun watching that stoic face of his crumble, and even though his finger tightly grips your wrists, they never make any moves to push you away. You'll even see how much he can cum from just his nipples.

Really, for a vigilant yaksha, he sure enjoys being fucked like he's a slut or something huh? You'll watch him with observant eyes as he grinds his hips down on air, the vibe inside of him buzzing away like crazy, and he bites his lips hard just to keep his adorable noises in. You'll gently caress his head as his eyes look up into yours, silently pleading for you to take it out, that he's cum too much and how it's too much.

Well, since he's your lewd pet to play and toy with, you might as well give him a nice and pretty collar for him to wear. Of course, he won't have to wear it out in public, just when you're fucking his brains out until he passes out. It does help, especially when you want his mouth on your sex, or when you just want to be extra sadistic when fucking him.

He melts for any praise you give him, especially when it's mixed in with some degradation, but you make sure to add in some loving words when you're fucking him like this. He's your adorable pet, your precious slut, and he eats up those words eagerly. Xiao especially loves it when you give him an adoring grin while you're praising him for doing a good job.

Xiao usually attempts to cover up his moans when you're jerking him off, ashamed at how good he's feeling from just your hand, but you won't let him. You'll grip them tightly while jerking him off even faster, and even leaving a wake of kisses and hickies upon his neck, effectively breaking his concentration as he lets out the cutest and lewdest moans.

ー 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄

Childe is so down for anything, eagerly looking up to you as he spreads out his hole for you to play with, just thinking that this will be a one-time thing, and he'll be back on top in no time. Jokes on him, you plan to keep him like this for as long as possible.

He took it up the ass once and got addicted to the feeling of being so damn full, and how well you fucked him until he left drooling and dazed, too fucked out to even move. He's left with heart eyes as he asks if you can fuck him like this from now onーhe'll let you fuck him like this just so he can feel so damn full again.

Feel free to choke and degrade him while your hips piston into his, or when you have tentacles making an absolute mess of him. He's really just a filthy slut, getting a boner from being fucked in the ass and choked like he's a common whore. He's too busy drooling and groaning to even respond to your harsh words.

You'll use him however damn well you please, especially that filthy mouth of his that only spills egotistical words and all sorts of nonsense. Even after you've cum for the nth time into his mouth, you won't let him go, wrapping a leg around his head and keeping him snug until you feel that he's had enough.

Childe will do anything in public to tease you and push you past your breaking point. What he didn't expect was for you to drag him off and practically fold him in half, his knees being pushed back onto his shoulders, before you slam into him without any restraint, not caring about his choked groans or hissed apologizes. If he wants to act like a brat, then you'll treat him like one.

He's a fucking pervert who gets off to you being able to beat him up in a fight, the whole rush of everything making his hormones act up and heat flowing down south. When you finally kick him down and stomp a foot on his chest, he's ecstatically grinning up at you, a bulge very noticeable and a wet patch already forming.

ー 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅

Dainsleif craves the emotional intimacy behind each of your late-night sessions where your hips piston into his, and you whisper words of encouragement and praise, as well as some words of filth that keep him red and embarrassed for the rest of the night.

It's so much fun watching that pretentious face of his crumble, as you palm his growing erection and teasing him for it, as he grits his teeth to keep his humiliating moans and groans in. Of course, you won't let him keep those adorable noises in, so you'll abuse every one of his sensitive spots until he spills them out.

When you're jerking him off, as you watch his face contort into one of pleasure, you'll get it in you to tease and ask him if he jerks himself off thinking about you violating him like this, and as your fingers brush against his nipples, his groans becoming slightly high-pitched for just a moment. You take that as fuel to taunt him about how he even uses his nipples like a perv huh.

He's honestly okay with you using him for your own pleasure, even his mouthーhe eagerly opens his mouth up when you hold your leaking sex near it. He's so happy to please you, and if it means that you'll use his mouth as your cumdump, then he'll oblige. He even swallows up your release, lapping up any juice that falls from his mouth.

Just to be cruel, you'll hold him down while you watch and see how either how deep he can take a tentacle before he breaks, or how many he can fit inside of him before they milk him dry. It's always so fun since you can see his stoic face become a red and drooling mess. Hell, you'll even make him walk around like thatーhis ass being stretched out and used as they press into his prostate over and over. It's so cute watching him stumble and wriggle his hips in an attempt to relieve himself.

Dainsleif has to get used to you overloading every one of his sensitive spotsーabsuing every single one of them while you watch with sadistic interest. His nipples being abused by vibrators that you taped onto them, his poor cock being stomped on by your foot, and his cute hole being stretched out by eager tentacles that fill him up to the brim, and since he can't cover up his moans, he's spilling them out. His eyes are completely hazy, as nothing but pleasure given by you, fills his every vein.

ー 𝐓𝐎𝐇𝐌𝐀

Tohma's just like a puppy, always eager and waiting for your hands on his body, to push him past his limits, and to play with him until you've completely milked him dry. He happily soaks up your attention and lets you do whatever you want to him, because of how much he adores you.

He acts like a bitch in heat when he's finally gotten a dildo or tentacle slipped inside of his tight assーhis tongue sliding out of his mouth with a lopsided grin as he pushes up against it, trying to get it inside of his ass as deep as possible. Dear lord if you shove more than one inside of him, his eyes are rolling back into his head as you spread him out.

You've jerked him off in the deserted alleyways of Inazuma, as you warn him not to let out even a single moan, otherwise, an even bigger punishment will be in session. He's already whining, but the sudden and harsh squeeze you give to his cock shuts him up. But his lips hurt from how hard and how much he's bitten them, and his eyes are watering from the onslaught of pleasure your hand is giving him.

Tohma has to get used to you groping his chestーat first he laughs thinking that you're just having fun. But soon it devolves into you full-on playing with his nipples, your hands had slipped under his shirt long ago. You make sure to tease him about the very obvious bulge showing through his pants, and how he's really a pervert for getting off to having his nipples being played with.

He's really a giant pervert huhーyou've barely slipped your fingers into his quivering ass, and he's already become a moaning mess. His back arches as your fingers reach his prostate, begging for you to please slow down, it's too much-! All the while you're commenting about lewd he is for enjoying this.

You make him ride you facing you so you can see all of his lewd expression as you reach his deepest parts. He's the one wiggling his hips, grinning teasingly, but after you've wrenched several orgasms out of him, he's desperately rolling his hips, begging you to please speed up, he wants more. And how can you deny such an adorable face?

ー 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀

Kazuha is just too cute for his own good, and you can't help but want to defile that cute face and body of his. He just looks so damn adorable when he's sobbing and moaning while you push him past his limits.

It's pathetically cute to watch him unravel just from you playing with his nipples. He attempts to hold in his cute moans while you fondle and pinch them but to little avail. He can't even bring himself to make you stop, only whimpering out half-hearted pleas for you to stop, that he's gonna really cum, but that just drives you to tweak his nipples even further.

He always seems to respond to the aphrodisiacs quite well, seeing as how he's reduced to a lewd and drooling mess within a certain amount of time. Sometimes you'll fuck into his cute hole, and see how many times he can cum with the aphrodisiacs in his system. The results always leave you pleasantly surprised, seeing as how he's left as a moaning and twitching mess afterward.

Sometimes, when your tentacles are busy playing with him, you'll hold him down while your other hand shoves them completely inside of him. He won't stop sobbing and moaning and begging for you to please pull them out, that he's so full, and that he can't stop cumming. You're too busy admiring the tummy bulge that you caused, while he's attempting to soothe himself by rolling his hips.

You can't help but fuck him harder when he peeks at you with tears forming in his wavering eyes. He just looks so lewd and adorable, and his tears are just extra fuel for you to fuck him into the mattress until you've practically milked him dry.

It's always so fun to press your foot down on his leaking erection, while he's drooling and staring up at you with pleading eyes. Kazuha lets out the cutest whimpers and whines when you pull away, as he begins to hump your leg like a dog in heat, attempting to not only tug you back but to reach his orgasm. Quite fitting for your lewd pet.

ー 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄

He's such a fucking brat; always acting so high and mighty and overall just being a little moody shit. So you might as well use that as an excuse to carry out constant punishments and punish your cute brat.

Scara looks so cute like thisーhis arms tied behind his back as he's forced to have his legs open, letting the tentacle fucking up into him have even more access to his tight ass. Even with his hissed curses and harsh glares, even you can see how much he's enjoying his punishment. How lewd.

More often than not, you shove more than one tentacle into his tight hole, not paying too much mind to his choked squeals as each and every one of them slam themselves into his prostate, abusing it even after he's cum so much. In fact, they seem to enjoy stretching him out, eagerly squirming inside of him as he's constantly being pushed over the edge.

Even when he's riding you, his hips rolling as he attempts to reach his orgasm like the lewd pet he is, you make sure to abuse his pleasurable spots. His nipples work wonders on his pleasure, and you're sure to tug on them harshly, suck on them, and even bite them, and from the way he drools and moans, he's damn well enjoying it.

Scaramouche has to get used to you playing with him in a more secluded area just after he sent his underlings off in a rather harsh tone. Unbeknownst to them, his prostate is being abused by the cute little tentacle squirming around and burying itself deep inside him. So much so, that as soon as they leave the two of you alone, he's brought to his knees, drooling and pushing his thighs together.

Since he's such a pathetic brat, you fuck him hard, spanking him hard enough to leave behind a handprint, and if he cums from just that, you start calling him such a pathetic slut who cums from being spanked. He tries to refute that he's not, but a particularly harsh thrust to his prostate has him letting out lewd high-pitched moans and his thighs twitching.

ー 𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

Aether is just so preciousーhis adorable body and face that you want to violate until he breaks, and be able to rub his head and call him a good boy after he's cum for the nth time that night. everything about him is just so cute.

He's such a soft baby, always innocently peering at you through his lashes, with pearly tears already forming in the corners of his dewy eyes. You make sure to pepper his face with kisses, telling him how pretty he is, that he's such a good boy and good boys deserve rewards.

You've dressed him up in so many cute outfits, especially having him wear a sexy lowcut skirt that leaves little to the imagination. It gives you a nice view of his plump ass and his quivering thighs. If he tries to hide his red and embarrassed face, you pull away his hands from his face and reassure him that he's the goodest and cutest boy in the world.

When you push his knees to his shoulders and begin to jerk off his cute little cock, he's gone. Aether lets out the cutest moans and whines as he's being brought to multiple orgasms by just your hands. Lord help him if you shove a tentacle into him, he's making the lewdest ahegao as his tongue slips out.

As you hug him from behind and spread his legs open, the tentacle that prods his hole begins to slip inside of him. You pepper his cheeks with loving kisses as he's being fucked by the slimy appendages, and your fingers tweaking his pink nipples. He cums with nearly every movement you make, becoming a cum-covered mess after a good amount of time.

Aether has gotten used to you pulling him into the nearest vacant room and bending him over the closest surface and forcing him to keep his lewd moans in unless he wants everyone to see how much of a pervert he is for enjoying being fucked where anyone could walk in. He tries so hard to form any words of denial, but you just shut him up by angling your thrusts straight into his spot, drawing out even more moans and high-pitched whimpers.

#should this be our last goodbye?

—breakup or big fight scenarios that would end badly

CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, (Abyss!/)Aether; gn! Reader

THEMES. Angst. Hurt with no comfort. Breaking up themes, obv. Established relationship

WARNINGS. with self deprecating themes for reader on zhongli’s part.

NOTES. I will absolutely make a comfort for this one just not here lmao hahahaha. Look forward for it next time :)) Also!! Omg I totally love Albedo’s part and Xiao’s aaa lmk what you guys think<3

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“Why do you even love me?” 

ZHONGLI is a strong and powerful god. He had been alive for centuries, millenniums, far longer than you do. The moment you found out about that, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t pressured; to live up to his standards, to be someone who he would not find too immature, to be someone… he will love. 

It overwhelmed you, to the point that it exploded like a bomb, detonating at a very unexpected timing that both you and he were left surprised when it did. 

“Why must you ask such a question, my love?” he speaks after a few moments of silence, both too appalled to first say a word. 

“Because… you’re a god and… and I’m just… I’m just me,” you stuttered, arms crossed over your body, “I’m…. I’m imperfect.” 

He steps closer, “But gods can be imperfect too-”

“You don’t understand!” your voice raised and he stops in his tracks. When you saw this and realized what you’ve done, you bowed your head, gaze now glued on the ground, “I… I’m sorry. I think I need a break… from all of this.” 

You may not have seen it, but he forces upon a smile on his lips, “Of course, take as much time as you need.” 

You bit your lip and turned away, wishing he would somehow fight back, somehow try to make you understand, try to fix this. 

But as he said, gods are imperfect. One thing you failed to understand was that humans, no matter how much truth their words have, still hold a hidden meaning behind them that gods may never comprehend. 

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last moments

pairing gn!reader x xiao, kaeya, thoma, kokomi, diluc, kazuha, scaramouche, yoimiya, childe, albedo

genre angst, major character death x 2, the end of the world

warnings non-graphic mentions of war, death, fire, injury

a/n the work i am most proud of. an indescribable amount of effort went into this

the fighting has been going on for as long as you can remember. explosions that shake the earth to its core, gunshots that reverberate in tiny basements where the opponent knows the body will never be found, beautiful landscapes now turned barren with an eerie emptiness. there is a perpetual heaviness lingering in your heart, but sadness has become nothing but ephemeral. the tears that used to flow readily have now run themselves dry, and the numbness and normalcy you feel towards this cruel circumstance is morbid, to say the least. but you are helpless. celestia knows there is nothing mere mortals, or even adepti, can do about the inevitable future. it is everyone's fate to endure.

"i love you, do you know that?" "i know, sweetheart."

xiao lets his warm hands find their way around your waist, gently swaying your trembling body in a rhythmic motion. it's an action that lulls you back to familiarity- and you can almost feel yourself smile against xiao's lips, giggling into a heartfelt kiss, intertwining his nimble fingers with your own, foreheads touching. two silhouettes, waltzing aimlessly on an abandoned rooftop.

"look! our constellations are right next to each other. i guess that means we're meant to be, right?"

you try to steady yourself against the waves of deja vu that crash against the crumbling shore of sanity that still remains. xiao lets the same words you spoke all those years ago slip from his lips. a soft smile playing across his features, amber eyes glowing with a depth of inexplicable longing. it's in this moment that you truly realise how beautiful he is- crafted by the gods, a stunning creature, a work of art. xiao is more than just human, and though celestial power flows through his veins, he never fails to remind you that you, an ordinary mortal, are composed of the remnants of dying stars. you are the freedom of change, the hopes of second chance, the wishes of past souls.

"i suppose we are."

in your last moments, all you remember is xiao's engulfing calmness. he knows. you can see it in the way his gaze reaches somewhere beyond the horizon, a bittersweet wistfulness. he has finally succumbed to the same fate his old friends experienced all those eons ago. except this time, he feels a twinge of gratefulness- a selfish emotion, at that, because now his fear of living on centuries after you leave him has been banished at the cost of both of your lives. this time, his body, this vessel, will forever get to hold you in his arms until you both disintegrate into stardust, the new life of this earth. and he hopes that out there, somewhere in another world, he'll be able to hold you like this again, and again, and again.

"just call out for me. i promise i'll find you, even in another universe."

kaeya smooths down the front of your clothes and tucks a stray hair behind your ear, and you almost get angry at him for pretending everything is going to be fine.

because it's not, and you both know that.

there's no pretending that you aren't uncomfortably cramped into this tiny claustrophobic nightmare of a space, and there's no denying the ominous tick of the bomb that is wedged in the ditch below. but raise your head, and you'd be met with the mercy (or rather, absence of such) of the opponent's soldiers.

humans aren't always accurate with their shots, you know that all too well.

a silence blankets what little space is left between the two of you, and it's almost like kaeya wants the time to pass faster. after all, there's nothing left to do. all the words are stuck in your throat, and even if they weren't, you wouldn't know what to say.

you want to pretend like you're at peace with this ending- but it's so incomprehensibly difficult, not when there is so much to lose, too many dreams left unfulfilled, abandoned to drift aimlessly across the lifeless landscape. why weren't you clever enough to find a way out of this hell? but there's no use scolding yourself for it now, not when there are mere seconds left on the clock.

"it's okay, darling. don't cry." he coos with a heartbreaking gentleness, raising cool fingers to your feverish face to wipe away the tears that trail down your cheeks. his azure irises glitter with an inevitable melancholy, and you know he's hurting, too. it's not okay, it hasn't been for the longest time, but kaeya would never tell you otherwise. and maybe, just maybe, ending it all pressed up against his chest means it would be just a little more alright.

"it'll be okay. we'll be okay."

thoma cradles you close to his body, anxious fingers rubbing back and forth over the skin of your wrist in an attempt to calm himself down. despite the ugly, uneasy emotion that bubbles up in his chest, his voice still drips with the same saccharine honey as the day you first met, his charm never failing even as tears fall from his eyes. they trail down his cheeks, burning more than the flames that lick at his skin, the searing sensation all too intense to handle.

it's too warm, really- not like the sting of the steamy showers you've shared in the chilliest of winter mornings, or the bubbling of hot pools you've skinny dipped in on breezy summer nights. warm, not akin to the heat of your hands sliding against his chest and his tangled in your hair, or even the blush on his cheeks or the passionate press of your lips against his.

no, the temperature is so scathing it almost stings, so scorching that your skin feels sickeningly cold under his touch. the sweat that rolls down your forehead is quickly wiped away by tender fingers, constant kisses planted on your skin the only thing you can fully sense in this smoky, thick haze that completely engulfs all of your senses. and even then, it's like all this disaster is finally getting to your head. memories are slipping through your tight grasp, and the last thing you remember before passing out is an emerald shower.

god, he's beautiful, isn't he?

two glittering jewels, shattering and descending from the flames, and a familiar voice that coats your tongue with an inexplicable sweetness. through your brimming eyes and muddled consciousness, there's an incomprehensible tug on your heartstrings that softly pulls your lips up into an expression that feels all too comfortable and easy to fall into, yet simultaneously so out of place.

"smile for me one last time?"

kokomi tells you there's no time to waste, even with an inevitable impending doom. hesitant footsteps shuffle barefoot through a damp carpet of grass, slim hands grasping onto your wrist as she races along.

midnight dew clings to slender vines, peculiar blooms hanging in rows like little translucent bells, embracing droplets in between their tiny petals. "we're here," she murmurs, "this is the place."

the inside of the cavern echoes with every movement, the whistling of the wind playing a tune at its entrance. crystal droplets hang from the hollow cavern roof, arranged like a delicate chandelier so fragile it would shatter at the slightest whisper. moonlight reflects and refracts through the diamond water at the surface, a sapphire blue coating every surface.

for someone always busy in a constant state of work, kokomi sure is taking her time. amidst your marvelling, she submerges herself in the pool, dainty hands reaching out to intertwine with yours. silken hair cascades over her shoulders, irises glimmering in the dim light, and it's only now that the panic sets in, time slowing to a freeze frame as the world spirals around you.

cool water caresses your skin, tasting almost sweet on your tongue, and in the stilling reflection there are to people you don't recognise- muddled profiles and creasing mirages rippling at the surface. who are you? you're not sure you know anymore.

"wherever we end up, whatever we become. i'll wait."

diluc switches on the radio. it crackles with the sound of static; it's all you've been hearing for the past month. no updates, no warnings, no sign of life on the other side. and yet every day he still insists on trying, turning the dials and adjusting the antenna to try and capture something, anything, even taking the machine apart and re-arranging the bits and pieces.

you're cramped together in the attic- there's barely any room up here, legs tangled together on the worn mattress that takes up half the floor space. a quilted blanket, a patchwork of old clothes, faded from years of use and the rays of the sun, drapes itself over your heads in the chill of winter. you lay on your back, mind quiet with silent observation at the way diluc furrows his brows and grinds his teeth back and forth in an expression of deep thought and focus. ruby red eyes glow with determination, red locks long overgrown like unattended rose vines on an abandoned wall.

you snap out of your daydream when the connection sparks back to life.

the sound of a piano, albeit muted. you recognise the tune immediately and he does, too, and both your heads wordlessly cue the orchestra's entrance- a reminder of a past which has long faded, one that is pointless to even think about or try to get back.

a firm hand lands on your waist and another gently holds yours, lips brushing against your knuckles.

"may i have this dance?"

feet pad quietly in rhythm against the floorboards, and you can almost feel your gown twirl and your heels clack on the marble when he spins you around, a melodious giggle leaving your lips.

yet your symphony is unfinished, and when the music cuts off to be replaced with the sound of approaching jets, there is nothing left to be misunderstood.

"in another life, my love."

kazuha says the best way to remember a person or place is to take note of the little things, the things you don’t notice unless you search for them. and then it’ll be like seeing them for the first time, he says. you’ll fall in love all over again.

and so you find yourself walking with him. there is an aimless drifting to your movements and your mind; a directionless journey which has an indefinite end. your mind wanders too, but not too far- only as close as the ruby-eyed boy whose steps fall perfectly in line with yours.

he’s utterly flawless, you think. and everyone knows. kazuha is beautiful- pristine white hair frames his pretty face, red tufts that flutter in the breeze, nimble fingers that know how to wield a blood-tainted sword and make an instrument sing heavenly melodies all the same. crimson irises pool with nothing other than affection and adoration for everything he lays his eyes on, even though the once lush nature has long contorted into a silent desert. you notice the way his lips purse in observation and his thumb rubs against the skin of your hand as he quietly contemplates.

"there is something i’m grateful for."

"yeah?" you reach out to intertwine your fingers with his, squeezing softly when you hear the hesitance in his voice.

kazuha sighs, spinning you towards him and you fall right into his touch, locking into a misty gaze, veiled with an inexplicable nostalgia. "i'll finally be able to introduce you to tomo."

footsteps shuffle against the ground.

"... do you think he'll like me?"

his fingertips trail gently along your cheek, and you let your foreheads press together, shutting out the rest of the world you both don't recognise anymore- all you can see is his eyes, and your eyes reflecting in his, and on and on again; you are the only two souls in your own universe.

"yeah." kazuha breathes. "he'll love you."

"perhaps fate will be on our side next time."

scaramouche lets his fingers dance over your skin in silent apology. tender touches trace every scar that wedges itself into your body- the gash on your left cheek, right elbow, and that awkward one on the side of your abdomen.

"sorry." he mumbles. "for all of these."

he knows every injury like the back of his hand, regretful eyes staring into yours, and they glint in the dim light like a mirror. the violet of his irises is undoubtedly exquisite. so devoid of affection or life, people have said. and yet all you see in them is devotion unlike any other.

"i love you, you know that?" you don't expect a response, wistful smile softening your features. but you don't need words to know he cares about you all the same.

"i love you too."

"huh?"

"i said i love you too." scara shoots you a glare, yet it's filled with nothing but pure authenticity. a strained chuckle leaves your lips, but contrary to the tears that trail down your face, your heart is filled with an inexplicable warmth.

"thought i'd never hear you say that."

"thought i'd say it before we run out of time."

"they're not here yet, you know-"

"don't lie to yourself. there was never enough time for us." scara's voice drops to a murmur, so low it blends in with the rumbling rattle of wind in the trees.

"and so you didn't even want to try?"

"why would i try when i know exactly what fate has planned for a damned soul like me?"

silence.

"it's selfish, i know. but a weapon cannot betray its master's will. i know i could never return to being alone again."

you seem to drift into an expanse of emptiness, a void so dark it's as if the archons have decided to draw over their creations with thick black ink. get rid of them. pretend they never existed. destroy them all.

the only thing that reminds you that you still exist is his voice. softer than you've ever heard it, the words fall from his tongue with such a delicate tenderness it feels like you've been plunged into a daydream. what a foolish illusion, an ignorant mirage of reality you both wish could become true.

"i'm sorry. forgive me."

yoimiya leaves the air empty between you two for once. you see the way her mouth opens but her jaw hangs ajar- at a loss for words, you suppose. even in the shadow of the moonlight, there's no glitter to her eyes anymore, no sparkle to her giggle, no bounce to her step. you see the way she tries to force those wide smiles, and yet the smiles never reach her eyes. she knows, and so do you.

but it's a summer night on narukami island, and you both just want to forget your inevitable doom even exists. it's ignorant, you know. it's not prudent, nor wise. the humid air and the chirping of crickets beckons, though- it coaxes recklessness out of human souls, implores for memories that will only exist in the form of debris, etched into the very remains of this world itself.

it's just like any other evening. the beach glows under a blanket of a thousand faint stars, tide crashing against the jagged rocks of the shoreline. a palette of serene colours swept across the endless sky, slowly fading into nothing, engulfed by the violets and ebony shades of the twilight.

and then there are the fireworks.

a stunning array of flying colours dances across the sky, sparks appearing in bright bursts of flame, cascading down and disappearing into seemingly nothing. the sound and the sight is nostalgic, like deja vu. except you are certain you've been here before, too many times to count, hands gently intertwined with hers, a childlike awe instilled in all her pretty features.

yet today something seems different about the show- you think it's simply a figment of your imagination before a tiny paper slip, all crinkled and yellowed from years of wear, finds its way into your palm.

"just keep this slip with you, okay? you'll remember, right?" yoimiya asks with pleading eyes, and even if you wanted to, you wouldn't have the heart to say no.

slowly, you nod as the noise of something other than fireworks fills the sky.

"our memories will live on, i'll make sure of it!"

childe smiles weakly and for once, you think you see his eyes shine. they glimmer all too bright in the morning sun it almost hurts enough to squint, shimmering like the deep azure blue of the winter sky.

a mirage of eerie silence, with only the sound of ragged breaths and the gentle slush of limbs in the snow to break it. the pristine white landscape, tainted by the stain of crimson blood.

"why do you keep doing this to yourself?" your voice is strained, muted down to a pained whisper. childe's heartbeat thumps slowly underneath the pads of your fingers that press against the skin of his neck, adrenaline coursing through every blood vessel and capillary in his body.

"fighting is what i'm best at, after all."

"mhm. i know."

a grin appears on his features when he feels your reprimanding eyes land on his, stupid dimples and endearing quirk of his lips tugging at your heartstrings. god, it's so ignorant of you to even dare let yourself feel a rush of warmth whenever his puppy-like gaze locks with yours. there is nothing warm about this unconventional battlefield- and nothing warm left in his heart either, you had thought.

a crack resounds, crisp and clean. the air shatters.

you feel childe's grip go slack against your collar, body crumpling against yours like a ragdoll. so helpless, and he's already half gone. and you know now with the approaching crunch of heavy boots in snow that there is nowhere else for you to go except follow.

a finger wedges itself into your closed fist, intertwining your pinkies in a familiar action. you squeeze and childe squeezes back, flashing you a wistful smile, his voice all too soft and lifeless.

"through life and death. pinky promise."

albedo tucks a tiny sketchbook into your palm, paper worn and yellowed from use and touch. on the crinkled cover there is albedo's name, written in smooth cursive, ink faded from years in dragonspine's bone-chilling winter. but the inside of this book is a thousand sources of warmth, he says.

it's full of... none other than you. pages and pages full; from your silhouette bent over vials to a shadow against the sunrise, detailed studies of your irises or hands or side profile, there's not one part of you missed. and he doesn't want this world to ever let you go, either, not when he believes you're one of the most fascinating, captivating beings to ever set foot on this cursed planet.

sure, he didn't find all the alchemical answers he was looking for. but before everything turns black and your lives crumble into mere memories and history, albedo loses himself in the expansive abyss of you- the soul that holds the key to all the clarity and fulfilment he could ever want.

"this life was all the more beautiful because of you."

"really, 'bedo?"

"yes. really." albedo lifts a hand to your jaw, gently trailing the way your skull curves under his fingertips, the way your neck blends into your collarbone and the dip of your hips as you curl up on his lap. he commits it all to memory. you're unforgettable to him, after all. he's studied you countless times, but there is still no sketch, no painting of you in existence that perfectly captures how beautiful you really are.

if all the choices he's made have lead to this very moment, then albedo decides that he's willing to live this life as many times as he needs to. he knows that statistically speaking, there is a slim chance for there to be a truly happy ending anytime soon. but there is definitely a perfect one out there, one that checks all the boxes, in which he and you end up content together.

so like a flawlessly refined methodology, albedo will repeat it all. every breath, every conversation, every brushstroke on pristine canvas. over and over and over again.

"you make it all worthwhile. so thank you, dear."

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#thank you for coming back to me

—where you woke up after being unconscious for a long time

CHARACTERS. Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli

THEMES. hurt with comfort, more fluff than angst

WARNINGS. huge implication of being in comatose

NOTES. hello! this is a little late because it got longer than i anticipated i hope you will like this one! this is just an idea that i came up with before and listed it in my checklist so i hope that i was able to do it with justice! i’m officially out of my break now so i’ll try to post one daily (if not every other day~) so yep hello again!

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ALBEDO had rarely gone home before. But now, he was always in Mondstadt and the Church, where you were being taken care of by the Sisters while he momentarily leaves and comes back soon anyway. Word got around soon that his lover, you, had unfortunately fell ill and couldn’t wake up. So that’s why the genius Alchemist had gone down from the cold paths to his laboratory on the freezing mountain, everybody thought. They rarely see his face in the streets and now, they would frequently see him on a daily, carrying a bunch of flowers neatly wrapped in a bouquet on one hand while the other holds a sketch book.

When you woke up, he was beside you. There was a distant look on his eyes as his gaze was focused on one of the windows, looking afar outside. The light of the sun draped over his beautiful face, hair messily styled as usual. Everything was silent until he turned back to your form and his eyes met you. You could see the way they widened ever so slightly before it softened when he smiled, prompting himself to stand and walk by your side. He traces his hand on the side of your face and you could barely let out a few words, breath taken away by his appearance. What you didn’t know, he was feeling the same way.

“You had your beauty sleep for far too long, darling, but I know you’d come back to me.”

CHILDE is a mess. Ah, how did this come to be? He already went and gave revenge for you, but why are you still not awake? The wait is slowly eating him up from the inside; bags under his tired eyes, hair even messier than usual, shoulders slumped over, his confidence completely dropped down to a notch. He had gone sloppier, his subordinates would whisper around—always making the job quicker, taking care of it by himself as to be able to go home with you faster. Poor lord harbinger, they’d say, and he'd usually hear them. It didn’t help.

When you woke up, he wasn’t there, but one of his subordinates was. Nadia panicked when she saw your state and immediately called the others, hearing her shout that they should call Dr. Baizhu and their boss, Childe. He was the only one you saw despite the doctors and nurses that entered the room, appearance looking more disheveled than usual.

“What… happened…?” you tried to ask him but he only smiled and reached for the hand that you raised to attempt touching his cheeks, kissing it and holding it tight with both his hands.

“Don’t worry about me, baby, I’m just glad you’re awake now.”

DILUC rarely goes out on his night rounds anymore. He made sure that he hired the best doctors for you and he let the maids take care of you whilst he was momentarily away. Even they will sense the new schedule that their young master circled on the past few months. It was then that they truly witnessed how much he loves you.

When you came to be, it was one of the maids who stopped by that you saw first. You were already sitting on the bed, gazing out at the window and letting the sunlight bathe you gently. Moments later, doctors came and it took awhile for him to come home. He was out at that time but it was a good thing he was on his way home when Elzer came running and told him the news.

He was already reaching out to you as the others gave the two of you a moment to spend some time together. An overwhelming surge of joy came to him that he couldn’t stop himself from kissing the crown of your head and pulling them to his chest, cradling you ever so gently.

“Thank you, thank you for coming back, love.”

GOROU saw you as his peace. Whenever he seeks to take a rest and have a moment of silence, he visits you on Watatsumi Island, where the Divine Priestess herself promised to have you greatly taken care of.

By the time he entered the room, he was surprised to see you already speaking to Kokomi, who briefly smiled at him and stood up to walk out of the room and leave the two of you behind. When she was gone, he was frozen in place for the meantime until you held out your arms, “Are you not going to hug me, cutie?”

There were tears in the corner of his eyes but with a call of your name, he was already buried in your chest for you to see them, arms clenched tightly on your waist, carried away by emotions.

He said no more words as you played with his ears and he leaned his head more into your touch, clearly missing the way it was before. And now, you had came back and his sense of peace only increased.

From afar, KAEYA looks really fine. He acts and works as he would before and will always say that he’s alright. The pitiful stares, however, it’s getting to him. He didn’t like them, but he could do nothing else but pretend that everything is okay—he is okay. He drifts off into Angel’s Share often, stays overtime more, volunteers in more missions, just to get his mind off of things.

And when you woke up, he was racing back to the Church as fast as he could. It had been awhile since he visited you, and he felt embarrassed by it.

“I’m sorry,” were his first words, letting you embrace him as he hid his face on your side, but nonetheless wrapping his arms on your waist. And as you whispered to him affirmations that everything was going to be okay, the tension in his muscles relaxed and there, what he appeared to be these past few months all came true because of you.

KAZUHA never left your side ever since. Beidou lets him nurse you and also visits you frequently when she can. He receives pay from her even if he wasn’t in the Crew for awhile and he’s grateful for her. He dedicates himself in another undemanding side job and in taking care of you daily. He makes sure he makes haiku and poems for you and he’s in the room with you while he’s in the process of making them, reading and thinking aloud for you to hear his voice.

When you woke up, it wasn’t a surprise for him, but it surely made his heart swell in joy. Leaning on to you to press a kiss on your cheek, he says, “The gods might have heard my prayers, and I knew you’d hear me as well, dove.”

SCARAMOUCHE is snappier than usual, his subordinates would complain. Yet, there is only one time and place when and where he’d be silent and be in peace—your house.

He actually brought a home for you when you fell into a coma, for you to rest on and for him to visit. He of course did not tell this to anyone not because he was ashamed of his actions, but because it was for your safety. If any of his enemies come and inflict any sort of harm to you, he would never forgive them.

He only has his few, selected and trusted lackeys there so he has no need to worry. When he received the news that you woke up, he was immediately up and about, going straight to where the house was.

To say that you were surprised was an understatement for not only did you get to know that he brought the house himself for the both of you but when he came bursting in the door to your room, he immediately went straight to you and embraced you; both arms wrapped protectively around you, the side of your head on his chest, where you could hear his heart pounding in probably the rush of going here.

“Who told you you could do that?” he begins to rant, but despite his words, his tone was of the opposite, “You’re so selfish when you want to be. Why…” he sighs, pulling you away gently and leaning down with his fingers on your chin, landing a soft kiss on your lips, his gaze far different than his usual ones, “Don’t ever make me worry like that again, understood?”

THOMA hopes for a miracle. Everyday, each and every second that passes is a moment without your smile; your laugh; your voice, he misses them. He does everything in a breeze, silently waiting for your return. And even if it turned days to weeks, weeks turned to months, and even after a year, he waited.

Until that day came.

He was doing his daily duties as usual, running around Ritou only for Ayaka herself came and told the news, which he immediately left what he was doing and went back to where you were in the Kamisato Estate, where the Kamisato’s themselves promised to take care of you whilst you were in your unconscious state.

He took one long breath before sliding the door to your room open, making eye contact with you as soon as he did so.

Your smile welcomed him, and he couldn’t stop himself as he went and embraced you. Even with his surge of emotions, he was careful in his touch, still unbelieving that you were back and okay.

“Thank you for never letting go, I knew you wouldn’t. I… Thank you, just-” you pull him away only enough for you to peck him on his lips, effectively shutting him up and for you two to embrace each other even more.

VENTI visits you frequently with a smile on his face. He’d be carrying his lyre, a bunch of apples, and maybe even Cecilias that he carefully picked—a present for you, he’d say. He spends most of his day with you and only goes out when he would want to take something home for you. He had gotten used to it, even if it sounds absurd even in his mind.

“Windblume~ I’m here!” he’d chirp, used to hearing silence afterwards, only for you to call back like you would usually back then at your home.

He sprints off to your bed and you could see the tears on the corner of his eyes, throwing himself to your waist and sobbing, which prompted you to also do the same.

“You came back! I knew you would! I… I was second guessing earlier and I…”

“Shhh…” you held him up with his cheeks and kissed his forehead, smiling assuringly at him, “I’m back now, I won’t leave you ever again.”

XIAO had lost all hope. Even if he consented having to wait for you to wake up after that night of being attacked, he knew in himself that he shouldn’t believe in the false hope that you would.

He took his mind off of ‘unnecessary worries’ and was usually out to slay demons on his own. His fellow Adepti and Verr Goldet herself was worried about him for how he was acting so detached with you, but when you finally woke up, Verr tells you to call for his name and he was there in an instant.

He stood frozen afar from you for a long time, fingers gripping tightly on the pole of his spear until it vanishes into thin air, his whole body easing up at the same time.

He looked at the ground as he walked slowly towards you, only to sit on the side of the bed and facing away from you, looking shameful.

“Xiao? Wha-” however before you could continue what to say, he was reaching for your hand, both of his gloved hands cradling your own. You were silent as he places soft kisses on each of your knuckles before he bows and presses them on his forehead, still holding onto them as gently as possible.

“I… I thought I lost you,” he says, slightly muffled with the way he was positioned, “Thank you… Thank you for coming back to me.”

ZHONGLI lived like you were still there with him. He willed himself to talk to you even as you were asleep—‘asleep,’ he’d think, pushing all negative thoughts behind. It’s much easier this way, he believes.

And as he was in the middle of telling a story to you, just as he usually would, your eyes were fluttering open. Of course, he immediately stops and sits upright, only leaning a bit to place a hand on yours, letting his warmth somehow get to you.

He was known to be a calm man, and he was the whole time that you were coming to be—keeping as calm as possible.

“Welcome back, darling,” he sits beside your form and carefully reaches out to the side of your face, “do you want me to brew you your favorite tea?”

When you shook your head, he only smiled and nodded, leaning in to press a gentle but long kiss on your forehead. “I’m grateful that you came back. I missed you dearly.”

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#let’s get you home, darling

—where you’ve been drinking alcohol recently and you’re flirty when you drink

THEMES. hurt/comfort, flirting, light suggestive on scara’s part. very fluffy on some parts (esp zhongli’s i swear)

WARNINGS. alcohol. implications of reader using alcohol as their coping mechanism for their problems. implications of being tipsy or drunk. minors and everyone else, do not be like reader (unless your drinking is supervised by a guardian)

NOTES. this is actually from a request from @rinkahayamisupremacy thank you for the request and i hope you’ll like it :)) the angst is not that much visible so this is mostly comfort or flirting. i might post this late tonight because i’m outside for most of today. i hope you’ll enjoy reading! i made this as general as possible so that it would be more convenient for everyone. i hope you don’t mind!

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When ALBEDO first saw you, he knew immediately that you were intoxicated. You’ve been like this recently and the truth was? He’s probably one of the reasons why. At least, in his conclusion. He’d been noticing that you get like this whenever he would be out for most of the days and despite already knowing you would, it’s not like it’s something he could control. Nor did he think he could control you for your actions since he, at the very least, was responsible for such actions of yours.

Already knowing you were at Angel’s Share, his feet drag him to the pub even though he had been journeying for almost a day from Dragonspine. Diluc, who was on the counter as you and Kaeya were laughing at something together, sends him a look. He just knows that the other was judging him for not taking care of you but it’s not like it’s the alchemist’s responsibility to please the man as well. He’s there for you and you alone.

“Darling? Let’s go home, shall we?” he smiles softly at you, and for some reason, his chest crumpled upon seeing your face lit up all of a sudden at the sight of him.

“Bedo!~ You’re finally here! You missed me, didn’t you? Didn’t you?~” you wrapped your arms around his neck and if he didn’t know the reason why you were drinking at that moment, he would have been flustered at your actions. Instead, though, he keeps up his smile as he says,

“Of course I did, how about we get out of here first, don’t you think?”

By the time you both came home, he already prepared your needs for tomorrow morning, knowing how difficult it will be after a night of drinking. He’s a very patient and knowledgeable man, he just hopes that he could think of a solution to not be away from you for you to drink like this again.

CHILDE has this saddened look on his eyes the moment he saw you—a look he rarely shows in front of others, but upon seeing you like this, it was difficult not to show his true self upon the light.

“Childe?! Baby is that you?!” you say up from your seat and leaps onto him, arms and legs wrapped on his frame. He also wraps his arms around you and lets you cling unto him, even if there may be eyes everywhere, actually. He buries his head by your neck and he could immediately smell the scent of alcohol on you, but it doesn’t matter.

“Yes it’d me baby, why are you drinking here? You should have invoted me, y’know?”

He’s quite protective so he’ll want to be there when you’re having drinking sessions. And if you’re flirty with him, he does the same and would actually be glad that you could still recognize him despite your state.

Unliek popular belief, he may not drink whenever you’re drinking—depends if you force him to, but he won’t drink too much so he could take you both home.

DILUC frowns upon seeing you down another glass, “You’ve almost finished the whole bottle, Y/n…” he frowns visibly, shoulders slumped. He’s terribly concerned not only about your emotions but more so your health. He, above everyone else, knows the consequences of drinking too much alcohol and he most likely will not tolerate you if you ask for one more bottle.

“Oh come on, darling, don’t you love me anymore?” you pouted, even so far as taking a hold of his arms and wrapping your own around them. Apparently, this is one of your tactics to get him to give in to you, but along with the embarrassment of being seen like this and his concern for you, he still doesn’t let in of course.

“This is for the best, my love,” he says softly, maybe for others not to hear or as a sign for him to remain calm despite the circumstances. He’s pretty soft though, he’ll be one of those who’ll be very gentle with you and he has lots of patience, as he had seen many drunks already in all of his life.

GOROU has been busy these days but he already knew you were drinking these past few nights since he can smell it from you whenever he snuggles on your body when he comes home. He confronts you about it even if it was the first time but you still smelled like you drank alcohol the next few days.

“Honey?” he stays that night, not slipping out of the bed during the morning to attend to his job in his worry for you. After all, he already told the others that he may not be able to since he wanted to see why you get drunk at night.

He may be one of those who will know that you have a problem deep inside and he’ll do whatever it takes for him to be able to help you as much as he can.

When you’re in your drunk state, he will be flustered when you try to make a move on him that he finds it hard to talk to you, thus he gives up and just merely awaits for you to be sober in the morning.

He’s actually one of the most compassionate of all, so he knows how to take care of you all throughout the night.

KAEYA is with you when you drink, obviously. Actually, don’t be surprised if he’s the one who asked you to drink it all away.

He flirts with you, all the same, it actually amuses him how you could keep up even with your current state.

He’s absolutely good at wagering with you. You wouldn’t know he was trying to get you to stop drinking and come home early because he was sly about it. “How about this? The first one to get the other flustered will win the bet.”

Of course, he wins in the end because he’s obviously not intoxicated and will be able to control his feelings in an instant, not unlike you who had a couple of drinks already--he’ll actually pretend that he’s drinking but he only does a couple of sips and that’s it.

KAZUHA is fond of ale, of course, he and the rest of the crew were. But when they realized that you were drinking more than you possibly could or should, he tries to stop you modestly. He may actually flirt with you once you start to, calling him “Hey pretty boy,” but the moment he does the same, you will suddenly jerk, as if you remembered something.

“Wait, I have a boyfriend… I’m sorry if I lead you on,”

He chuckles at your claims and will act and say that he is just a mere stranger, willing to help you for the night. It’s amusing that you couldn’t recognize him but still recall your relationship with him all at the same time. However, he is still there to take care of you and make sure that you won’t be having too much for your health.

SCARAMOUCHE scoffs but it was visible in his eyes that you were going through something—not that he knows about it or he should pry on it. Your business is yours alone, but he sure do care about your health—I mean… he cares about how you’d act in front of others! Yeah! His subordinates knows that you’re his significant other so of course you should act properly, at the very least… yes, that’s it.

“Hey… let’s get you back home, you look pathetic,” he insults, but apparently that was not enough to tick you off for you made a comeback at him.

“You’re just trying to get me to your tent, I know you, Scara… why? Too excited for tonight?” you joked, even having the guts of winking right at him, obviously trying to embarrass him in front of his subordinates and still quite stubborn to get away from your drink.

“Tsk, if that’s what you think…” he suddenly hoists you up on your feet and drags you with him, not minding if you were stumbling because he could not care less, “then alright, it seems you’re looking for a punishment, after all,”

He smirks when you instantly turn silent on your way back to his tent. He was just trying to actually get you out of there to prevent further embarrassment, don’t worry.

THOMA finds you in one of the pubs of Inazuma City. He frowns upon the sight and was already by your side, bargaining for you to come home with him. He will try absolutely anything.

“Y/n, how about a drinking challenge? If I win, I’d get to take you home early, yeah?”

“Whattt? But I am engaged! See? I won’t go home with you!” you show off the ring that he himself gave you when he proposed to you. THOMA’s chest swells in pride and softness at your actions but he came there to get you, and after that stunt of yours, he’ll do absolutely anything to win against you.

“But babe… this is me! Oh, never mind. Alright, if I win, I’ll take you to your fiance so that he could take care of you, deal?”

Now it is no surprise that VENTI comes by Angel’s Share every once in a while especially after he had you—meaning, he didn’t go every night just like before. Imagine his shock when he sees you drowning on bottles without stop one night to the point that Diluc was actually the one who called for him to go and pick you up—and the redhead is now sending him a look as if saying he should pay your tab now that he came for you.

The bard merely chuckles to the man behind the counter as he then approaches you, “So this is where you’ve been, windblume!”

Above most, he may have a lot of difficulties convincing you to come back home because not only were you trying to flirt with him but he’s also usually the one who’s in your position before this very moment. It’s new to him.

“Venti, baby, now I understand why you always drink alcohol!”

In the end, he’ll be successful though. He can also carry you back home because obviously, he can use his Anemo abilities—ehem, Barbatos, a little help please?—to do so.

He’s also having a difficult time when he gets home because he’s still getting flustered by your flirtiness with him, but he can actually deflect them back… at times. He didn’t know you’re like this when you’re drunk, he can’t say he’s not amused, but he definitely would want to know why you’re drinking these past few days.

“XIAO~” you called onto him and of course, he came instantly. He was still guarded, but with the way your voice sounded, he was prepared to discard his spear and see your drunk form. You’re like this every once in awhile but he’s still not used to your character.

Actually, he’s probably the only one who doesn’t have a single clue how to take care of you, especially if you’re flirty with him.

“Baby… why so far? Come’re sit with me, yeah?” you tap on the space beside you and he actually obeys you, but he’s stiff the entire time. He knows about intoxicated humans but of course, as someone who never had an actual social life, it’s impossible for him to handle you on his own. He may even ask others how to do so but he’s usually hesitant, not wanting them to know about the situation.

If you do open up to him about your problems, he actually had no idea that you were having such, although the next time you do the same, he’ll actually be more relaxed and lets you indulge in alcohol unless you already had too much.

“Darling, I think you’ve had enough of this alcohol, hm?” ZHONGLI calmly says as he smiles at you and makes eye contact, all the while trying to slowly take away the third bottle that you were trying to finish. He had been there the entire time and he can’t say it’s pleasing to his eyes for you to drown yourself in alcohol, he knows someone like that, but he couldn’t blame you as well. If it is already a part of you, he won’t try to reprimand you, unless it is very detrimental to your health. He will listen to your rants as you drink alcohol and will only give you advice in the morning when you’re sober. For now, he has to take care of you and for him to lend his ears for you as you do the same to him any other day. It’s endearing, actually, how he could sense the truthfulness in your emotions whilst you’re intoxicated. After all, he’s not a mortal and these are things that humans do when they have problems most of the time, it seems.

If you try to make moves on him, it’s alluring for him and he chuckles wholeheartedly at each of them, yet nothing can ever make this man flustered… unless you’re really bold in your drunk flirting statements. No matter how hard you try, this man is a rock--no pun intended.

“Stay here on the bed for a while, let me brew you some tea for tomorrow,” he says, but when you follow him on the kitchen and hug him from behind while he does what he has to do, he won’t reprimand you and it’ll actually make him break a smile and reward you with a soft kiss on the forehead afterward.

“Thank you for waiting for me, dearest.”

MORE NOTES. i’m actually really REALLY sleepy so i’m sorry if you felt that this was rushed. i’m like one hour late from my normal posting sched because i just came home and i’m really tired since we were outside for a long time. i hope you guys understand~ if i made any mistake i’ll be rereading this tomorrow morning when i wake up dw!

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Hey I just read your nail trend headcannons and they are literally amazing I loved them, would you be willing to add more characters in maybe a part 2 like Kaeya and zhongli :))

A/N: Yeah sure and thank you for reading the first part, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I decided to add the rest of the guys just in case.

The nail trend P2 ft Genshin men

Characters: Ayato, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Scarmouche, Thoma and Zhongli.

Aether, Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kazuha, Venti and Xiao in: P1

Disclaimer: This is a modern au with sexual themes. Minors dni. No pronouns are mentioned in this work.

Kaeya~

☆ "Oh." Is the first word to leave his mouth followed by a mocking sneer.

☆ "What do we have here? Another trend by chance?" He doesn't move just watches you show your nails off to your phone.

"The nail trend, have you heard of it?"

"Can't say I have dear."

"Well everyone on Tiktok is doing it right now."

He falls oddly silent only moving to brush strands of your hair back from your face. When you finish you crawl on top of him, holding his waist on both sides.

"I've clearly been too busy to entertain you. I apologize for that. How about I make it up to you."

Your fingers playfully slide up to his chest arching your body into his as you lay your weight onto him. "What do you have in mind?"

Scaramouche~

☆ Instantly glares at you like you cursed him out or something.

☆ He shifts to the side and when you follow he glares even harder before covering your camera.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Babe, you're blocking my shot!"

"Why are you taking a video of my crotch?" He shoves your phone away rolling his eyes when you pout.

"I was doing a trend!"

"Well do it elsewhere."

"I can't, I need you to do it."

"I don't care."

"Ugh you're so rude."

Now he lowers his own phone his hand cupping your cheeks keeping your attention drawn to him, "I'm rude but you barged in here and touched my dick without permission? Maybe you should try using that mouth for something good instead of pissing me off."

You can't even deny how riled up you get when he uses that tone. The corners of your lips rising as you nod. "I'm sorry, I'll be better." You reply slipping your hands up to the hem of his pants.

"That's more like it." He remarks

Thoma~

☆ Pretty boy is utterly lost looking from your phone to you then back again.

☆ After a few seconds a look of realization dawns on his face.

"Oh is this a tiktok trend? If so which one?"

"The nail trend, you show off your nails over your boyfriend's area." You whisper the last part with a childish giggle.

He nods trying to stay perfectly still but it only takes him a couple minutes to begin to squirming.

"Thoma." You sigh with little malice leaning towards your boyfriend to give him a kiss.

"You know what your hand there does to me.. it's ok just leave it and it'll-" He chokes on his words, eyes blowing open. You gave his cock a gentle squeeze coaxing your hand over his length with an agonizing amount of tease.

His adam's apple bobs and he sucks down a breath, "Ok.. you win. But switch places with me so I can take care of you first."

Zhongli~

☆ He glances at you for a split second, internalizes what you're doing then turns his attention back to the book in his hands.

☆ You decide to keep going even though he's basically ignoring you at this point.

After a while you slip your fingers up to tug the spine of his book down. You slide on top of him removing the book from his body entirely and to your surprise he complies to your desires.

"Not going to ask?" You question sliding your fingers beneath the buttons of his shirt.

"I assumed this was another trend you enjoy so I allowed you to partake in it uninterrupted as per our relationship contract which you stated I am no longer allowed to ruin your fun."

You peck his lips, "I did want some reaction though."

His hands curve up your waist keeping you tucked in tight as your short kiss grew more passionate. "Well then how do you wish to proceed?"

Ayato~

☆ He was pretty quiet at first. He'd finished up work and came into your room to rest so of course you had to bug him.

☆ Being extra devious by pressing your nails into his thighs a little.

"By this contact I assume you missed me a lot." He chuckles coaxing a hand over your head.

"Yes." You smile at him lowering your phone.

He pats the open side of the bed and you scramble off the floor molding into his side. His arm immediately tracing up your back to hug your shoulders.

"I missed you as well my love."

"Then act like it." You hum into his chest.

He stifles a laugh knowing it would only rile you up further. "Hmm ok then." He lifts his head connecting his lips with your forehead, cheek and neck. Whispering a soft, "Is this good enough? How about now?" With each peck till you're wiggling uncontrollably in his arms.

When you finally settle you wrap your arms around him tighter. "Can this be the rest of our day?"

"Absolutely."

Gorou~

☆ He instantly goes red in the face, eyes like saucers.

☆ The second his eyes catch onto the camera however he puts a hand over his crotch.

"What're you doing?" He asks squeezing his legs shut.

"It's just a trend, babe everyone's doing it."

He blinks relaxing a little but still stares at you with a bit of apprehension. You place your phone on the dresser laying your back against his chest.

"Are you mad?" His face has mellowed by this point eyebrows unfurrowed. His fingers sliding up the length of your arms.

"No, I'm sorry I overreacted a little. I guess I still don't really understand these trends of yours."

You shift in his grasp pecking his lips. "Don't be sorry. I'll delete the video."

"Thank you."

He's so immediately soothed by your hand beneath his chin watching over your shoulder as you delete the video. His forehead coming down to rest in in crook is your neck as you splay his bangs with your thumb.

"Are you ok?"

"Mm."

"I love you." You mumble and when he hums back you can practically see the hearts floating above his head.

Itto~

☆ "Uh.. what're you doing?"

☆ "Oh! Do you want to have sex?" He perks up though he stares blankly at your phone.

"It's a trend babe."

"Oh! You mean one of the non dance trends." He nods

You sigh already breaking your facade by snorting, "Yes."

He sighs, "Sorry honey but I only follow the dancing ones. Some of them are really fun too if you ever post one of those on your page you have to let me join in."

"I promise."

A small silence floats between the two of you before he adds, "So does that mean this was all a trap and you don't want to have sex or.."

"Oh, no I totally want to have sex."

"Yes! I guessed correctly, see babe I've cracked your code!"

You just giggle wrapping your arms around his neck as you plant yourself in his lap. "Yes you have."

♡ sitting on their lap

♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: itto, childe, zhongli, diluc, xiao, scaramouche, thoma, dainsleif, kazuha x gn!reader

♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff <3

♡ 𝐚/𝐧: this was so cute and it took me so long <3 | like/rb if you liked this!

ITTO cuddles you on his lap. he's fairly taken aback at first – when you plop into his lap – but rolls with it anyway. He kind of nuzzles his head into your neck or something. it's quite cute, seeing someone like you on his... extremely large frame. he's kind of like a big pillow, really. he's not squishy but it's quite comfortable! he actually likes how cuddly you can be sometimes and even welcomes it. he finds the smile on your face cute.

CHILDE just laughs as he shifts you around to make you feel more comfortable. he takes note of how you seem to fit perfectly onto him as well, if that makes sense? he loves how you're just so comfortable with him. he cuddles you as well after you plop onto his lap, exhausted. i can imagine him running his fingers through your hair as well! it's really very very cute ><

ZHONGLI welcomes the affection, cuddling you softly as he continues to drink tea and read his book. he's very gentle with you, like how he would be with a glaze lily. you're his precious glaze lily. he nuzzles you often, and also ends up looking up once in a while to give you a sweet kiss. he's actually quite affectionate when he wants to be, i think! it's very sweet.

DILUC is slightly taken aback, but he becomes very gentle with you afterwards. he's nice about it and ends up cuddling you... like everyone else. i think diluc genuinely loves it when you do that – you look adorable doing it! he can be snuggly when he wants as well. diluc loves the quiet parts of you, where the two of you can just.. coexist with each other. it's refreshing and calming to him, and he loves every part of it.

XIAO is confused, but he allows it anyway. he likes how you never fail to stick with him, despite his past – he notices the little things you do for him. he loves your affection, truly, even if he doesn't exactly acknowledge it all the time. such mortal things are not for the adepti, aren't they? but he can indulge in it for a little while... for his comfort and yours. he doesn't mind it, really. xiao will definitely cuddle you after.

SCARAMOUCHE gets a bit ticked off, but would 100% totally-not inch closer to you and hug you. he would never admit it, but he actually likes these little shows of affection! would kind of subtly nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck... if he's taller than you. otherwise it kind of looks like a toddler carrying an adult... but either way, he doesn't mind it. it's actually quite cute for him. and you. 101% would do this with you again.

THOMA accepts it wholeheartedly! he would cuddle you 24/7. thoma loves it when he gets to share these little quiet moments with you, it makes him happy seeing you so comfortable... even if you're on his lap. would 100% cuddle you and would get excited because who is he to deny that he's happy spending time with his favourite person in all of teyvat? it's quite cute, honestly.

DAINSLEIF is confused. no one had ever done it to him before... but you seemed happy, so why not? the taller man awkwardly wraps his arms around you in the process. honestly he might even tickle you and not realise that he was doing so, but it's quite cute seeing how he's trying his best. i have a feeling that he would try his best to cuddle you a little – it kind of works – but it's a bit strange to he lets his arm naturally curl around you. that's cute.

KAZUHA is somewhat taken aback, but he likes it. being involved in a civil war in his home country leaves him little time to rest, so he really does take the time to be thankful for each restful and peaceful moment he gets to spend with you. i think kazuha would cuddle you in response... beidou just looks on proudly and leaves the two of you alone. it's quite soothing to see; just two quiet souls existing together.

DAMN THIS TOOK ME SO LONG!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA. ok pls like and reblog if you liked this! it really really helps my engagement ><

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autumn 🍂🍁

Headcanons: I'm cold.

Synopsis: You are freezing! Nothing like the warmth of your lover to warm you up!

Style: Female reader, cute, cuddly, sweet.

Alert: None

Characters: Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Xiao, Venti, Albedo, Kazuha, Childe, Dainsleif, Scaramouche, Razor, Thomas.

Note: Because right now, I wish I had a human hot water bottle with red hair <3 Sometimes, to go to work, I have to leave my house at 6am with my bike. I end up with frozen, sore fingers T_T That's when I'd love to stick my hands in the pockets of my favorite redhead.

Masterlist

Diluc

Diluc is naturally warm in winter and summer, his body always giving off exceptional heat. In winter, it's a blessing to have him in bed with you. If your feet, hands, or any other part of your body are frozen, you can simply snuggle up to him for warmth. He'll always be happy to share his warmth with you, even if he's half asleep, which is a great excuse to keep you close. His hand will bring you back against his chest, gently inviting you to rest your head on his uncovered chest. You'll feel his hand cradling your body and his lips brushing your forehead and hair, leaving a trail of shivers behind him. He will welcome your leg between his, rubbing your icy feet on the fabric of his night pants. His hand will caress your waist, your hip and then your thigh, spreading his warmth everywhere he went. Your body relaxed against him, and this made Diluc smile tenderly. He will wait patiently until you stop shivering from the cold and fall back to sleep before following you into the arms of Morpheus.

Sometimes you'll steal his long black coat and dive into it. His warmth and his smell are still anchored there. Outside, when Diluc feels your cold skin touching him, he pulls you against him, grabbing your hands to put them under his coat. He'll let you enjoy his warmth for as long as you need, wrapping his arms around your shoulders, his lips kissing the top of your head, he just hopes no one comes to tease him next. In the privacy of your home, Diluc will keep you sitting astride him, his coat carefully covering you as he busies himself reading some work-related papers. Your head rests heavily on his shoulder, your nose brushing the skin of his neck. His free hand cradles your back, causing you to gradually drift off to sleep.

Diluc's passionate kisses are the best way to warm your body and soul.

Zhongli

It is not uncommon for you to cling to Zhongli once you are in bed, wrapping your legs around his like a vine. Feeling the cold against the silk fabric of his pants, his arms will encircle your body to bring you a little closer to him. Zhongli is not afraid of the cold, not because he is a follower, but simply because it is in his nature. He'll do anything to warm you up, pulling the sheets up over your shoulders or lovingly massaging your skin. He'll cover you with kisses and soft whispers until sleep comes. He'll make sure your body is warm before falling asleep with you. If his presence really isn't enough to thaw you out, he'll get out of bed and bring you a steaming cup of tea and, if necessary, a hot water bottle filled with hot water.

Outside, Zhongli will tenderly hold your frozen hands in his, blowing on them in hopes of warming you up. He doesn't expose his personal life for all to see, but if he sees you shivering or shivering, his arms will wrap around you to warm you while his lips kiss the tips of your nose, lips and ears in hopes of warming you. He will offer you the comfort of his coat to help raise your temperature. The scent of the ancient archon dribbles across the fabric, and the sensation alone is enough to calm the chilly tremors in your body.

Kaeya

Kaeya is not afraid of the cold, he is not a cryo vision user for nothing. On the other hand, he is surprisingly warm. It's very common for him to feel you snuggling up to him at night, your chilled fingertips seeking the warmth emanating from his exposed chest. He'll moan at the sensation, but won't reject you. His hand will come to cover yours, caressing your skin with his thumb. If he feels you shivering with cold, he'll cover you up to your shoulders with the sheets before wrapping his arms around you. He'll check to make sure you're still asleep, stroking the bridge of your nose with his fingertip. Seeing the soothing expression on your face, Kaeya smiles tenderly, continuing his caresses until sleep takes him away again.

Kaeya does not hesitate to remove the ornament around his shoulders and hang it around your neck. The winter wind has always been fierce for you, and no matter how much you buy the warmest coats in Mondstadt, the shivering and redness on your cheeks and nose speaks for itself. Kaeya will also cover you with his warm arms, kissing with his lips the extremities of your frozen body.

Kaeya will offer you your favorite hot drink and some sweets to help warm you up and ease the fatigue caused by the winter cold.

Xiao

Cold and heat have no impact on the Yaksha. After all, we are talking about a man who likes to eat snow and spends his nights sitting on the roof of an inn. Yet, when he feels you shivering in the warmth of your blankets, legs folded against your torso in hopes of warming your feet, Xiao will instinctively move closer to you, encircling your body with his warm arms to ease your shaking. His chest against your back sends a pleasant sensation through your body, one of his hands, the one that was caressing your arm, will reach down to your frozen feet, gently grasping them before rubbing them to warm you up. Your whispered thanks make his heart beat. The Yaksha's gentle touches, his kisses on your shoulder and the hollow of your neck, will slowly help you fall asleep.

When he sees the tips of your fingers reddened by the cold, Xiao will grasp them in his hands, rubbing them gently in his palms. The fear of you getting sick haunts him and he sometimes scolds you, reminding you to take gloves and a scarf when you go out. Xiao will then hug you, wishing he had a coat with him that he could share with you. But he doesn't realize that the warmth of his embrace is more than enough for you.

Venti

Venti is not as chilly as you are, being the god governing the winds, he is used to feeling its coolness. But he must admit that in winter, he is as shivering as you are. He is happy to stick to you, embracing you face to face to warm you up. He'll rub his nose against yours while your feet tangle together. Venti will let you bury your head in the crook of his neck, shivering as he feels the tip of your frozen nose against his skin. His arms will deepen their grip around you, pressing you more against him. He'll press a few sleepy kisses to the top of your head, patiently waiting for you to fall asleep. The heat quickly settles between the two of you, weighing down your eyes. Winter has its advantages, as he can keep you close to him.

Outside, Venti will slip a scarf he took from you around your neck. He can't do much to warm you up except hold your hands in his or take you to one of the many taverns in Mondstadt for a hot drink. Having very little moras on him, it is difficult to offer you something to warm you up properly, but Venti has the merit to do his best for your well-being.

Albedo

Albedo is usually a light sleeper. So your body tremors will tend to wake him up quickly. When he opens his eyes, he will usually find you in the fetal position, your legs folded against your chest in an attempt to keep you warm. Albedo will get up from the bed to fetch you a comforter to cover the sheets already on the bed. This man is not afraid of the cold, his time in the mountains of Dragonspine has hardened him, but seeing you like this, shivering in your sleep, twists his stomach. Part of him is still afraid you'll get sick. As soon as he's covered you, Albedo will duck back under the sheets, tucking his chest against your back and wrapping his arm around your waist to speed up the warming process. Gradually, he will feel your body relax against him, smiling softly against your neck, kissing your neck warmly before calmly closing his eyes.

Most of the time, when Albedo is not at Dragonspine, you will find him in his laboratory, sitting on a stool with several vials filled with strange liquid in front of him. He agrees to let you in, keeping you away from any dangerous objects. Feeling your cold skin against his fingers, Albedo will concoct an elixir to warm your body. He will then hold you in his arms, kissing your hands, nose and lips, waiting patiently for you to warm up.

Kazuha

Kazuha is used to winter temperatures. His many trips across the oceans and the lands of Teyvat have hardened him. But when he feels your frozen hands brush against his neck while you are fast asleep, he can't help but take them in his hands to warm them up. He knows that in the winter, you constantly complain about having icy extremities, so Kazuha does everything to keep you warm. He will check your feet, your nose, and even your lips which he will gently kiss to share his warmth with you. He is always careful not to wake you up, knowing that if he does, you will have a hard time falling back to sleep. Kazuha's hands wrap you in his warmth, his lips exclusively attending to your face and fingertips, and when your body is finally completely warmed and relaxed, Kazuha will finally drift off to sleep, a soft smile on his lips.

The ronin always keeps you warm, wrapping you in a scarf of his own before leaving your home. He checks that you are wearing gloves and a warm enough coat when the wind blows outside the walls of your house. He doesn't want you to get sick, seeing you with a fever always makes him worried. He will keep your hand in his, sticking his shoulder against yours. Kazuha will always share his warmth with you.

Childe

Childe comes from Snezhnaya, a land as cold as the peaks of Dragonspine. The coolness of Liyue's nights is nothing in comparison... Nevertheless, when he finds you shivering in bed, wrapped in your silky sheets, his first reaction will be to quickly run you a hot bath. He'll take you in himself, helping you undress and tie up your hair. He'll sit by the tub, massaging your shoulders and warming the submerged parts of your body. Childe is eager for your lips, and seeing them shivering from the cold will give him an excuse to kiss you again and again until you are completely breathless. He does not like to see you like this, shivering and pale. The heat of the water weighs down your head, sleep invading your body now fully warmed up. Childe will dry you off and dress you again, bringing your sleeping body back into the softness of your bed. Lying down beside you, one arm wrapped around your waist, Childe will caress your face, admiring your soothed features. Undressing in turn, he will join you under the sheets, keeping your body in his arms to keep you warm.

Childe always keeps you close to him when you go outside. His arm will stay wrapped around your waist to keep you close. His long red scarf is wrapped around your neck, allowing you to have his scent constantly. Whenever you get a chance, you tease him by sharing his scarf with him, wrapping part of his face in the fabric.

Childe pays attention to you, examining your every move, your skin color, your expressions. This man will never let you suffer from the cold.

Dainsleif

Not having a home, it is common for the two of you to sleep outside. It is essential for Dain to keep you warm, so he will light a campfire before settling you between his legs, facing the heat emanating from the flames. He'll cover you with his cloak, keeping your hands in his, his fingers rubbing your extremities to warm you. He feels you trembling against him as you try to leave for the realm of dreams, your head resting heavily in the hollow of his neck. He wished he could offer you a more comfortable and luxurious life, in the warmth of a home and the softness of a bed. He knew that his presence alone was enough for you, but regret is a poisonous feeling, which sometimes clouds his thoughts. When he felt you move against him, your still cold hands seeking the warmth of his skin, Dainsleif tightened his embrace around you, kissing the border that separated your shoulder and your neck. He wrapped his arms around you, keeping your hands in his. His warmth helped you sleep peacefully while yours soothed his mind.

He constantly keeps your hand in his, sometimes bringing it to his lips to blow warm air over it. Your flushed face urges him to do more, and his lips end up tenderly kissing your fingertips. Everything about him warms you. His voice, his eyes, his hands, his frail smiles. And when Dain presses his lips to yours, the warmth from them warms your whole being.

Scaramouche

He doesn't feel the cold like you do. It's not painful or unpleasant on his skin. Yet, when he joins you in bed and finds you freezing, your lips trembling as you try to fall asleep, he can only imagine how you feel. Of course, Scaramouche would look at you with furrowed brows, telling you how you could be so awkward sometimes. How could he sleep peacefully when he could feel you trembling beside him? Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he turned sharply toward you, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you back against him. He was exhausted and had only one desire, to sleep. Yet there you were, cold and shivering against his chest, a part of him feeling bad for you. He abruptly pulled the sheets up over you, forcing your eyes open to look at him. You murmured an apology, but Scaramouche silenced you, straightening on his forearm to kiss you. He didn't want your apology, he wanted you to stop shaking, he wanted to feel your body warm against him, he wanted to see the serene expression on your sleeping face. Slowly, sleep overtook you, the warmth of the Harbinger slowly spreading through your body.

Scaramouche got used to feeling you wrapped around his arm, seeking the warmth you lacked in him. His cold, menacing gaze would plant itself in anyone who dared to spy on him. He also got used to intertwining his fingers with yours, chasing the cold that covered your hand.

Razor

Razor can easily withstand the cold. All his years in the forest have made him tougher than normal humans. So when he felt you shivering in bed, teeth chattering loudly, he sat up and took a long look at you. At first he wondered if you were sick. Then you turned to him, grabbing his wrist that was close to your face with your icy fingers. Razor didn't understand. How could you be so cold in the warmth of this house? But, Razor being extremely protective, he would lie down beside you, making sure to warm you with his own body. His gaze would not leave your face as his hands caressed you in hopes of soothing you. Your expression would relax as the warmth invaded your sleeping body. In your sleep, you smiled softly, whispering his name. Blushing, Razor gently kissed your lips. He was willing to share his warmth with you as many times as necessary if it meant hearing you speak his name so tenderly.

Razor keeps your hand firmly in his, sometimes a little too tightly. He wants to keep you warm, sometimes offering you his jacket to cover your head with his hood. If you're both exploring the area around Mondstadt, he'll light a fire to keep you warm.

Thomas

Thomas is warm, both physically and in character. He always draws you to him when you complain of being cold. Letting yourself trail off into his embrace, you press your cheek against his chest, digging your fingers under the fabric of his t-shirt, seeking the warmth you lack to fall asleep. Thomas shivers at the contact, still stunned when he notices the freezing temperature of your fingertips. His hand will come to rest on yours, offering you a little more of his warmth, while his free arm wraps around your quivering shoulders. One of your legs positioned itself between his, offering you an extra source of warmth. Thomas sighed silently, glancing down at his chest to see your sleeping face. His hand dropped the one you were keeping under his robe to tenderly caress your cheek, which was beginning to redden from his warmth. He would stay a moment like that, just looking at you, his fingers gently touching your skin.

Thomas would prepare a cup of cherry blossom tea to help you warm up. He would set up a kotatsu, a typical Inazuma warming table, to keep you warm. Sitting behind you, his legs encircling you, his arms would tenderly embrace your waist while you sipped your tea. Even if your body was completely warmed by his care, Thomas would continue to keep you against him, his reassuring warmth being much more effective than any tea.

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salutations (title): red light, green light part one (squid game!au)

addressed (characters): xiao, childe/tartaglia, thoma, diluc, kazuha, albedo, beidou, raiden shogun, venti, zhongli, kaeya, and scaramouche

content (includes): MINORS DNI, spoilers in squid game, spoilers in archon quest 2.1, mentions of violence, mentions of human trafficking (?), mentions of debt, major character death, mentions of harassment (?), angst/no-comfort, pls take note that i’m not romanticizing squid game.

postscript (summary): hc on you being in squid game and meet genshin characters along the way (all hcs are connected and its up to you if you want one of characters to be your love interest or just platonic!)

penpals (taglist): @melkxsh, @jisoostan09, @mysticmoon135, @kokeshi-kojin, @forgotten-blues, @hipsdofangirl, @the-fucking-void, @hclymoon, @thegaybastard, @electr0m1ko, @jendytub, @dnapola, @saxophonre, @chxlkprince, @koirqaa, @ardeenna, @sweetxnedhoney, @s0lana, @awwhstheic , @booksandhoneymilktea, @ventise, @fullyhira, @sm0l-0ne, @fatheadthemango, @mellowberrie, @flerpdederp, @vezpur, @albedosprincess, @vescaraa, @intoomanyfandom-s, @halfwritten, @intertwinedtruth, @purpleqilinwrites

part one (here!) | part two (coming soon ???)

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