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Some of yall be writing about the most atrocious morally wrong shit and then go
Dni if you have a piss kink🥺🥺!!
You're so sweet (๑>◡<๑), I honestly didn't like it when I made it cuz it was so rushed but I'm so happy you enjoyed it
Oh, it's over.
Serving size- 0.6k
Nutritional facts- Gn! Reader
Allergy warning- self-blame, self-degradation, light mentioned disordered eating, Very unhealthy coping mechanisms, Hallucinations, obsessions?
Overview- reader dies for an unspecified reason.
Contents- albedo, Xiao , Kazuah
Instructions- best read in dark mode.
Formula- drabbles + headcanons
=͟͟͞͞🔬Master list
Albedo-
Although I think he'd be the one to take it most rationally, he'd still be over the edge because of your death.
So it really was coming to an end, well obviously your death was inevitable, so why, why does it still hurt knowing his morning with you is at end. This was calculated from the start he knew he was aware that you couldn't stay with him forever, then why does he want you to. A horrible outcome yet such a lovely journey. But at least it was with you, right?
It still hurts after all this time with you, his thinking was illogical, something he doesn't do unless he's with you.
He tries his best to put the pieces back together, bring you back to him but no nothing works. His hard work went to shit, if he couldn't do the simple task of feeling your comforting embrace then how was he supposed to do anything? Everything hurts alchemy hurts, talking hurts, eating hurts, existing hurts it all hurts so much, but he still moves on at least kind of right? He brushes off his feelings and tries to get over your pacing but the more he pushes it out the harder it comes back, why can't you just leave him alone?
Xiao-
One of the least rational goes back to how he was before he met you. If not worse, way worse.
How could you leave him like this after all you've done with him, you leave? It doesn't matter if it wasn't your choice he still wanted you there. You were the only thing that kept him at bay, but I guess the reason his karmic debt didn't affect you was because it would strike only once but harder than ever. But this was his fault.
How could he even think straight, you were all that was on his mind, pushing to overwork himself sleepless nights, weeks, years but xiao was used to this nothing really changed, did it? Except for figures that appeared randomly throughout his room, it wouldn't be a bother he's seen worse, just if they didn't remind him of you. If they didn't speak like you did to him, if they didn't look at him with the same look you had towards him.
Maybe if he just didn't talk to you that day, maybe if you weren't in lieyu maybe, just maybe it would hurt this much.
Kazuha-
Again, really again? How long was this going to go on for, because he can’t take this anymore? Was it him, he was the problem right, he had to be. Nothing else was wrong; it was him, his fault, all his fault, and his fault alone.
Changing nearly everything about him, down to the way he speaks, the way he dresses, even the way he sees himself. But nothing was working, no one would love him the way you did. Was it his fault? Was he not worthy enough to be around you forever? That's right, that's the only reason he wasn't with you right now, he knows he's not deserving of your praise, your love, or even your mere presence but he still vied for you. But like the wind, everything must fly away and leave rather whether you desire that outcome or not.
A.n - I had this in my drafts for the longest while and as you can see its quite rushed😞
Oh, it's over.
Serving size- 0.6k
Nutritional facts- Gn! Reader
Allergy warning- self-blame, self-degradation, light mentioned disordered eating, Very unhealthy coping mechanisms, Hallucinations, obsessions?
Overview- reader dies for an unspecified reason.
Contents- albedo, Xiao , Kazuah
Instructions- best read in dark mode.
Formula- drabbles + headcanons
=͟͟͞͞🔬Master list
Albedo-
Although I think he'd be the one to take it most rationally, he'd still be over the edge because of your death.
So it really was coming to an end, well obviously your death was inevitable, so why, why does it still hurt knowing his morning with you is at end. This was calculated from the start he knew he was aware that you couldn't stay with him forever, then why does he want you to. A horrible outcome yet such a lovely journey. But at least it was with you, right?
It still hurts after all this time with you, his thinking was illogical, something he doesn't do unless he's with you.
He tries his best to put the pieces back together, bring you back to him but no nothing works. His hard work went to shit, if he couldn't do the simple task of feeling your comforting embrace then how was he supposed to do anything? Everything hurts alchemy hurts, talking hurts, eating hurts, existing hurts it all hurts so much, but he still moves on at least kind of right? He brushes off his feelings and tries to get over your pacing but the more he pushes it out the harder it comes back, why can't you just leave him alone?
Xiao-
One of the least rational goes back to how he was before he met you. If not worse, way worse.
How could you leave him like this after all you've done with him, you leave? It doesn't matter if it wasn't your choice he still wanted you there. You were the only thing that kept him at bay, but I guess the reason his karmic debt didn't affect you was because it would strike only once but harder than ever. But this was his fault.
How could he even think straight, you were all that was on his mind, pushing to overwork himself sleepless nights, weeks, years but xiao was used to this nothing really changed, did it? Except for figures that appeared randomly throughout his room, it wouldn't be a bother he's seen worse, just if they didn't remind him of you. If they didn't speak like you did to him, if they didn't look at him with the same look you had towards him.
Maybe if he just didn't talk to you that day, maybe if you weren't in lieyu maybe, just maybe it would hurt this much.
Kazuha-
Again, really again? How long was this going to go on for, because he can’t take this anymore? Was it him, he was the problem right, he had to be. Nothing else was wrong; it was him, his fault, all his fault, and his fault alone.
Changing nearly everything about him, down to the way he speaks, the way he dresses, even the way he sees himself. But nothing was working, no one would love him the way you did. Was it his fault? Was he not worthy enough to be around you forever? That's right, that's the only reason he wasn't with you right now, he knows he's not deserving of your praise, your love, or even your mere presence but he still vied for you. But like the wind, everything must fly away and leave rather whether you desire that outcome or not.
A.n - I had this in my drafts for the longest while and as you can see its quite rushed😞
True, but I would rather them not post it on a platform with lost of minors especially when it evolves grooming ,s/a or r4p3 but for the most part I agree.
Hot take: Just because someone creates dark content doesn’t make them weird or a bad person.
It stands for self aware genshin au!
Its basically just and au where genshin characters know there just characters and they see you as there god(soft!au) or your recognized as the impostor and your normal tortured physically and mentally(imposter!au)
@/vilithshaven has some really good soft au's
@/nicebonescomrade has some really interesting au's in general
@/shinsosweet has great soft au's but some of them are nsfw
There many other creators that are great these are just the one's I mainly know, although I dont know who founded this au if I do find the maker I'll be sure to inform you! Have nice day byee(*^_^)!!
How would the SAGAU characters feel if you wanted to roll, but didn't have the primos?
what does sagau mean ;w; sorry i dont know much of what the acronyms are
synopsis : taking care of klee with albedo | ask
characters / / albedo, klee | gn!reader [platonic]
theme / genre : pure fluff headcanons <3
warnings : none
author’s note : this is rather long due to favoritism, and also because these two are some of my favorite characters ^^
! reader has a hydro vision ! (mostly to deal with klee’s fires)
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I have like 37 wip's but I wanna do a dazia!reader x whoever OR MAYBE EVEN A YUMEKO!READER X ? HMMM OR LIKE CHIAKI! READER OR EVEN A NAGITO! READER HMMMMM I REALLY ZONT KNOWWWW
i just recently found your blog but omg i just wanted to say how i literally keep rereading your works, you write so well i love itt
OH MY YOUR SO SWEET I MIGHT DIE, THANKS I LOVE TO HERE THAT YOU LIKE IT I'M WORKING ON 2 RN!
Aaaa your vampire headcannons >>>>
OMG THANK YOU ALL YOUR WORKS ARE LITERALLY GOD LIKE :o
OMG MY GOD ONE OF MY FAVORITE WRITERS FOLLOWED ME BACK IM FREAKING OUT LIKE OMG
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Serving size- 1.7k
Nutritional facts- Vampire AU + a hit of Modern AU + Gn! Reader
Allergy warring- blood, slightly suggestive, cursing, childe is referred to as both ajax and childe
Overview- genshin boys blood preference + them feeding of you for the first time
Contents- albedo,kazuah,childe
Instructions- best read in dark mode
Formula- headcanons + a dash of drabbles
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Albedo
⥽🏮First off would he even tell you?
Yes, this wouldn’t find any reason to not tell you. I mean what is he going to do just hide blood bags from you forever? You’re bound to find out sooner or later so he sees no point in keeping it from you.
⥽🏮How does he get blood?
Although he’s quite aware blood tastes better straight from the source he’d rather drink mediocre blood than harass a random stranger, has artificial blood it doesn’t taste the best but it doesn’t really matter seeing as he drinks to live and not to taste, well I mean that is until he meets you.
⥽🏮 blood preference
Doesn’t mind drinking from blood bags he’s been doing it for most of his life, Bedo honestly doesn’t have that much of a preference but if on the rare occasion he had to choose his favorite blood type would be A positive like I said he doesn’t really mind any blood type but he’d rather not drink B positive, and he really does not understand the whole hype around drinking rare blood types but does share the belief that blood tastes better from the source. He thinks drinking blood from the source is 9/10 immoral and rather disgusted from drinking from an animal
⥽🏮First time feeding off you.
Quite the predicament he got himself into, he was hungry and the next blood supply was until next week. How could he have been so careless? But you were right there outside his office door maybe just one sip, no he can’t he’s better than this of course but then came a loud knock on the door with a familiar voice.
“Bedo! Bedo open the door,please?”
“No, I told you to stay outside of the office didn’t I?”
“Yes but- you know what I’m coming in.”
“[name] do no-”
Words cut off by the slamming off the door he specifically told you not to open, your eyes glance over him with a slightly annoyed face and blonde wisps over his bare face and braid messily done. Admiring his appearance and sliding next to him.
“Is it my words weren’t clear enough for you to hear me?”
“No, I heard I just didn’t want to sit outside the door while my boyfriend is sitting alone in pain.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“It is, now here.”
You shift your shirt slightly off your shoulders revealing your collar bone, he knew what you were trying to insulate you couldn’t make it more obvious, he didn’t want to do it but you were right in front of him and oh so close.
“[name] I’m not going to.”
“Bedo, please.”
“No.im no-”
“For archons sakes!”
Startled by the sudden hands grasping his hair on forcing his fangs to skin into your soft skin, he wanted so much to stop drawing blood from you but mouthwatering liquid dripping from your collarbone that was trickling into his mouth was delightful, it didn’t hurt fact you kind of liked the sensation but as soon as you started to get familiar with the tingling feeling traveling threw your body making your eyes to flutter it stopped, why?
“I- I’m sorry, I lost control and-”
“It’s fine bedo it didn’t hurt, in fact, I kinda liked it.”
“Oh, so that’s the case?”
Eyes staring right at your figure with an ever so menacing look, you don’t know what you were in for, but it was something, surely something.
Childe
⥽🏮would he even tell you?
He would try and keep it from early on in the relationship, but would eventually tell once he knows for sure he can trust you with that information, don’t get me wrong it’s not that he doesn’t trust you it’s about how much you trust him.
⥽🏮How does he get blood?
Kidnapping, look ok I know it sounds bad but this man just absolutely despises blood bags. he‘s so picky with his blood too like if you are not dressed a certain way or your blood doesn’t flow through your veins like he wants he would not even consider drinking from you if he was starving to death.
⥽🏮 blood preference
You would think he would be stuck up about it and only drink AB negative, but no he’s just picky there’s a difference! His favorite blood type is b negative but he absolutely can not stand RH negative and like albedo does not understand the hype around ab negative. Speaking about what he likes drinking from, he shares the popular belief that blood tastes better from the source, disgusted by blood bags and even more disgusted about drinking from an animal
⥽🏮First time feeding off you.
Your husband was no stranger to having to get up at 3 in the morning to do something he really would rather not do you knew this, but this specific pattern of getting out of bed only when in sept like you were asleep was extremely irregular even for childe. I mean who just gets up in the middle of the night then comes back 2 hours later. Well, you were about to find out, it's not as if you didn't trust your husband or something it's that you wanted him to trust you with whatever he’s hiding from you.
So you were going to do the obvious thing and catch him in the act, and well the man was caught red-handed, to say the least, no like literally there’s blood on his hands and his mouth what the fuck.
“Ajax is that…?”
“Look I know it looks bad but I was on a mission a- and”
“So mission huh? That definitely explains the blood in your mouth and you go out at the exact same time and only when im asleep right?”
“I know, but I swear it wasn’t anything that bad, trust me, love.”
“Don’t love me, look ajax if you’re not going to trust me why should I trust you?”
“Ah, well your right I guess it’s time to tell you.”
“Waiting?”
“Im, a vampire.”
“That’s all?”
“I mean yeah, what else would there be?”
“Oh thank archons, I thought you were cheating on me.”
“Love what? I would never do that not even I was held at gunpoint!”
“Well, im glad to know it was nothing serious.”
What a nice moment between you too, carrying you up the stair and to your bedroom draping your figure onto the silk sheets. Childe positioned over your body starting at his features with anticipation.
“Can I?”
You nod your head in agreement with the statement he just made. His teeth submerging into your skin as if he’d tasted nothing better in his whole life, blood trickling down your throat. A sweet mixture of pleasure and pain, it was a long night, yeah let’s leave it at that.
Kazuha
⥽🏮would he even tell you?
Yep, 100x yep this man can’t stand keeping secrets from you and he also doesn’t see the point in not telling you if he’s going to spend the rest of his life with you, you need to know every secret about him.
⥽🏮How does he get blood?
Beido buys blood from him, he was a bit suspicious about the morals of how this blood was acquired but she assures him that everything was consensual. He thinks it tastes fine and would rather drink it than accidentally harm someone He’s picky but the type he likes isn’t rare so it’s not much of a problem.
⥽🏮 blood preference
Picky but not anywhere near to as childe, if you give him something he doesn’t like he’ll normally just wait for beido to buy sum’ more but if he needs it he’ll drink it. His favorite blood type is o positive which is great for him since its the most common one-time beido offered to for him to drink her blood and that is how he found out he really dislikes A negative quite immoral to just drink from random humans especially when it’s not consensual and he just can’t stand the taste of animal blood.
⥽🏮First time feeding off you.
Knowing that Kazuha was a vampire wasn’t a big deal for you, stirring the pot of food wondering about what even has changed, oh right the most that changed is probably just your cooking habits but besides from that everything was the same. There was something that didn't bother per say but you always wondered about-
“Zuha’ love, can you come in the kitchen for a sec?”
“Mhm sure.”
As soon as you spoke you could hear the familiar footsteps of the man you love, you were about to ask him a question that had been on your mind for the last month.
“so, is there something you need dove?”
“no, not necessarily I just wanted to ask you a question, is that all right?”
“Ask away.”
“So u- Uhm why do you never drink from me is it like my blood tastes weird or?”
“Oh, well I wasn't expecting that. I thought you never wanted to since you never asked, would you like me to?”
“Mhm!”
If Kazuha knew you would have that look on your face when he was about to drink from you he’d of done it much sooner, and there his canines digging into the side of your shoulder as the red liquid hit his tongue, he’s never tasted anything better, screw any other blood type yours is the best by far. Oh, how he just never wanted to stop the tension of your skin and his teeth but there was an issue why are your eyes fluttering like that?
“Sorry, I didn't realize I was taking that much forgive me, are you ok?”
“Im fine love! Just a bit light-headed, you should do that more often.”
“I would love to dear, by the way, what are you making it smells good.”
Horror night holiday🦇╭──╯ . . . . .
❝150 notes special ❞
🦴—ah so owner has decided we hold an event to commemorate this lovely milestone and so for 6 days we'll be doing a new fictional(or not) creature! And if i like a day enough I might make a part 2
🕸—Rules, not many rules but there will be no pwp or downright smut but there will be suggestive content. For last the rule if you see me doing a fic the characters are already chosen but you can request characters for certain unfinished fics!
❝Main masterlist❞
🕷—KEY, 💉-done 🏮-not started 🎥- unfinished
Day two- Bloodloss (vampires)-💉
Day two- (succubus/succubi)- 🏮
Day three- (sirens)-🏮
Day four-(Dragons)-🎥
Day five-(Ghosts)🏮
Day six-(Fairy)🏮
bro i could go on and on about genshin men's preferred blood type in a vampire au and i dont know why like it's such an interesting topic
WAIT NO CUS THIS IS INTERESTING
brainrotting so hard over this but what if... when God! darling arrives in teyvat, they're not regarded as an imposter but because of they look exactly like the creator, they regard them as the creator's reincarnation
fuck it,I'm gonna redo my whole masterlist
o- oh no 👩🏾. . .👰🏾. . .🐶
Grocery shopping with albedo
pairing — albedo x Gn!reader
Word count — 1.1k
Summary — in the caption + modern AU + gn!reader with bad memory + established realtionship
Cw — none :))
Genre — fluff
m.masterlist
Now playing — my kind of woman - mac demarco
“I’m outside do you have everything?”
a soft notification came from your phone as you saw the text from albedo, he’s stated that he was outside your residence, better get a move on!
While you stroll down your stairs checking over if you're missing anything due to your forgetful memory, it really was a pain in the ass sometimes do you know how many trips back you had to take because you forgot something, because of that albedo developed a habit of coming with you on certain trips. well, no time to waste, sliding open the car door and taking a seat.
“Do you have everything?”
“Yes I made sure!”
“Even your credit card?”
“Shit. lemme get i-”
“No need, I was planning on paying anyway.”
“No wait, don’t tell me I forgot something important again, is it my birthday?’”
“Ahah, no it’s not your birthday, I simply just want to pay. There’s no problem is there?”
“No, not at all.”
“Great.”
The slightest smile appeared on his face, he’s the sweetest thing ever. You swear this man has no idea how much you adore him not to mention how happy he made you. His smile, his eyes down to his everything there wasn’t a thing about this man that wasn’t absolutely breathtaking. You dared to say it even the way this man looks at you was utter perfection. How he made you feel like or why you even feel like this is all a blur but you assume it to be this thing called love. Your in love, you’re in love with him.
“[name] are you ok? You’ve been staring for quite a while.”
“Nothing, it’s just you.”
“Me?”
“Yes you! Your face, your eyes everything it’s nice to just look at you.”
“I’m unaware of where that came from but thank you, I take your compliments quite dearly.”
A nice moment between both of you, you wish things could stay like this forever. It’s peaceful you like it. Not to fear though you knew somehow this wouldn’t be the end of these comforting domestic moments but it would be the end of this one seeing as you were at your destination.
“Were here.”
“I can see that I have a bad memory, not eyesight.”
“I was just checking. You never know, one day I might have to drag you to the ophthalmologist.”
“ oh please if anyone here needs glasses it’s you!”
“I’ve checked multiple times before and my vision is at an optimal standard.”
“Whatever makes you sleep at night!”
Asideing the married couple bickering you two had just gone through, you stepped out of the car looking over the list but you feel something dripping on your head a liquid like substance falling on your head.
“bedo it’s raining!”
“I’m well aware, do you believe me when I say you need glasses now?”
“Nope, not at all!”
“What is my explanation not good enough for you?”
“I just don’t need glasses, we should go inside instead of standing here like weirdos”
“As you say”
Walsting over to the grocery store albedo hands you his umbrella, you didn’t say anything just giving him a soft smile in appreciation, times like this were wonderful love without interruption is such a blissful feeling and you were even more ecstatic about the fact that you were doing this with him. The clashing and rolling of the carts didn’t bother you at all it was a familiar sound Mabey even a comforting one, was it, or maybe everything like a daydream, when bedo, ’s around.
“Now that we’re here do you have the list?”
“Mhm just like you said!”
“Lovely.”
A long 34 minutes of asking albedo if you could get stuff but who was he to deny you and honestly he doesn’t mind doing this with you, maybe he even likes doing arbitrary things with you, albedo loving something other than Klee and science now that was unheard of! I mean until he met you, who knew the scientist would be in love with such random domestic activity certainly not him, but yet still these small moments with you meant everything to him.
“Albedo what do you think of eggos waffles?”
“Eggo what?”
“Eggo waffles! They’re basically just waffles.”
“If you like them we can get them.”
Walking back over to the self-serve cashier machine laying out all the stuff you bought which to a while since you had quite a bit of stuff in your cart.
“That will be $462.54!~”
Looking at the alarmingly large number on the screen you lifted your hand to grab some stuff from the shopping cart.
“Sorry bedo ill put this ba-”
A fell a sudden pressure on your wrist stops you from picking up any more items.
“What are you doing I said id pay remember?”
“Well yes I remember that’s quite a lot of money especially since non of this stuff is specifically for you”
‘Yes, it’s not for me because this is your shopping trip.”
“Will you let me pay you back after?”
“No.”
After those words, you heard a beep and a robotic voice.
“Your purchase is completed thank you for shopping!~”
“Albedo!”
“But you said you’d let me pay?”
“Yeah, not 400 usd!”
“Well, it’s not like we can reverse it now how about I drive you back now.”
‘We’re leaving already? But the air feels so cool!”
“If you want an air conditioner I can bu-”
“Nope! No more spending lets go”
Walking back over into the rain with bags and finally settling into the car. a peaceful drive home even though you and albedo go back and forth it was never serious, just another thing to love about him. The street light flashing buy as you pace by the night sky has never looked better you see things start to slow down as the street become more familiar oh you were home!
Both stepping out of the car albedo offered to help you with packing out the stuff seeing as to the sheer amount of them. carrying on with some nice meaningless conversations that you still valued all because they were with him, and he thought the same about albedo was not the talkative time talking with you was something he quite enjoyed.
“Ok that's about it, I hope you got everything you wanted”
“I did, thank you bedo I couldn’t express it enough.”
“A thank will be fine, ill be on my way now get some sleep ok [name].”
“You to albedo! By the way.”
He stopped in his tracks herring your words, a bit brought back by you holding his face so dearly and closely bringing him in for a kiss
“I love you!”
“I love you too [name].”
He cant wait for more moments with you especially ones like these.
A.n — just some bedo fluff for yall since I have a lot of angst plans>:)
bout to "i can't write smut🥺🥺<33" into some dm's
WATCHING YOU GET INJURED
★ Includes: Scaramouche, GN reader, angst-comfort, “Wake up! Please don’t do this to me!” prompt from my event, warning for mentions of death (reader)
★ Word Count: 1232
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childe x princess!reader
Word count — 0.9 k
cw — non graphic depictions of death,blood,non sexual degration
genre — hurt no comfort.
summary — childe was sent out to kill your father, setting out to leave the palace they hear crying going back to the scene they see you crying over your fathers dead body.
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“A king you say? , how interesting. Alright, I'll be on my way !”
Childe heads out of the door. You know most people wouldn't have that much glee on their face when they're told to kill someone but I guess childe isn't most people huh? Killing a king, now that was something childe hasn't done before. boots crushing on the snowy grounds of Snezhnaya he couldn't help but think about his “victim” does he have a family? If so, does he cherish them? Well, he better because these moments will be the last he’ll ever see them again.
Then he arrived, modest weather obviously warmer than Snezhnaya but not hot, it looked similar to monstad in a way but simultaneously different. could it be that he liked it here? hemp, not a chance. He stops with the chitter-chatter and heads on with his mission. Of course, there's no time to waste. Do you know how hard it is to infiltrate a palace? No, you don't.
“ according to the schedule of the king, he should be here soon.”
Childes' curious eyes glid across the king's tea area. scaling around every object in the room, the room just looked gloomy. He didn't know how to explain it; there was just no sense of happiness in there. Not too long after noticing a family photo.
“So he does have a family, what a shame.”
Most people knowing his personality would think this was satirical but no, every word that slipped out of his mouth at that moment was pure misery. tearing a family apart was not something childe particularly enjoyed doing but it was rather he had to. oh here comes the king.
“ Yes, I understand that I have a meeting to attend to but just give me some alone time, please? for once.”
As the door slammed behind him the king let out a sigh. childe wonders
“Is he too stressed to notice or something? Well, I'm not complaining, makes my job easier?”
Pulling the dagger from his left pocket, he glances at it for a moment but remembers the task at hand. steering towards the king he seems to be aware of remotely his now presence, not much of a difference to childe anyway since his going die to either route he takes, screaming, shouting, or even briber whatever he tried wouldn't phase him.
“Hey wh- who are you w- we can talk abo-”
The king's frantic words were sadly cut off by a blade that slashed his throat a sense of pride suddenly ran thru childe's veins still making quite the mess, blood on his papers all on his photos well at least the room had a little color tho whoever cleans this is gonna have a heck of a time, childe didn't care because he wasn't the one who had to clean up the mess, he never was.
“Okayy now that's done I can leave, wonder what his meeting was about. huh I guess we’ll never know”
Out the door he goes,trabling down he stairs wondering what his next task will be. the only problem is someone's crying, in the same exact room he just killed someone in. he knows going in will just make his task harder but he can't shake the off the "guilt", he's never felt like this before, was it because he had a family or was it that he guy didn't do much wrong. he doesn't know Tsaritsa just wanted the guy dead.he open the door he just went out of a few minutes ago he sees a girl not just any girl but a princess,body hanging over her fathers dead lifeless one she clung to it as if it was going to bring him back but nothing,no sing of life,no movement,nothing. she was just left sobbing there, assumably alone,he knew there was nothing that could fix this,back turned to the wall eyes on the floor. there was this disgusting feeling seeping all over his body he felt like he was catching a disease one not lethal but one that brought executing pain,slumping his body over to you
“Sorry.”
That's all any other words he wanted to say refused to come out of his mouth, you couldn't speak either the man that took your father, your guide, your helper, is now apologizing like it's some candy he stole? How dare he lay his disgusting, filthy, fleabag hands on you “how could he”
Is the words that repeated through your mind, how did he even muster up the courage- no pride to speak to you, to look at you, to touch you. you were revolted by his mere existence and childe could tell the guilt was eating him alive rightfully so,he knows he doesn't deserve to feel any type of guilt right now he knows full well what he did and he did it anyway. how could a person do something like this a still feels bad for themself,simply nauseating. You saw his lips separate like he was going to say something, you stopped him.
“Hands off, Mutt.”
There was a shock going through his body and you could see it, his dignity shattered at that point if, he had any left. Removing his left arm off your back as he didn't deserve to speak to you not even to think about touching you. there was nothing he could do to make it better. helpless ,that's how he was supposed to make his victims feel, for once he's cleaning up the mess.
A.N — this was really fun to like hope you like it i tried to make it a lil longer but it still didnt reach 1.0 k i might make a scara ver idk
how do you expect to write stuff like this and not pay for my therapy? /j
painter!diluc, will paint you everyday and save them but when you died, he has nothing to remember you by so he just looks at it and he looses all his motivation to paint so he just hangs all his paintings of you and feel burn out, he has lost his father, his brother (in a relationship way like they are now strangers) and lastly his love
Tramonto, 2.3k words, Diluc x gn! reader
Diluc Ragnvindr. Owner of Dawn Winery. Darknight Hero. Richest man in Mondstadt. One of the 2 most eligible bachelors in Mondstadt. At least, until he met you and settled down with you.
And also, painter extraordinaire. Though few in Mondstadt knew.
How did Diluc come into contact with the world of art?
He first learnt about painting from his first teacher, Master Crepus himself. In his younger days, before Kaeya came along, he would spend afternoons at Dawn Winery, learning painting from his father.
The type of paint to use. How to create the paint itself. The basic strokes of the paintbrush. How to properly frame the subject in the canvas. Such a precious childhood memory. The endless hours painting Crepus’s own eagles. Or the grapes in the winery. Or the blue blue sky above them, leading to Celestia. The tinkling of laughter as Crepus teased Diluc for his childish paintings. Diluc being embarrassed and telling his old man to stop.
As Master Crepus became busier and Kaeya came, Crepus assigned the two of them a tutor from Sumeru, skilled in many scholarly subjects, including painting.
And while the cheeky Kaeya would prank the tutor with lizards, young Diluc would be listening to the tutor with rapt attention, his young and still short frame processing what his tutor taught him. Painting was his greatest passion. Kaeya was never the type to appreciate the fine arts. He loved fighting, and would often spar with Diluc. Though he fully supported his brother in his painting endeavors, sometimes tagging along to scavenge for suitable ingredients for Diluc’s latest attempts to create his own paint.
And on Crepus’s wishes, young Diluc would rise to the ranks of the youngest Calvary Captain of the Knights of Favonius, with Kaeya and Jean being his greatest supports back then. The three of them, the three Musketeers within the Knights of Favonius.
He was so young back then. The fire in his eyes, burning ever so bright.
“Sometimes, life can change in an instant.”
How it rang so true on Diluc’s birthday that day, on the carriage when Diluc was planning to present his own self-painted Baroque style portrait of his father at home even though it was his own birthday, when the monster attacked.
The very same day when Kaeya admitted to being a spy of Khaenri'ah. Diluc swore internally to burn the portrait of Kaeya he had prepared for his birthday as they clashed under the mourning rain.
That day, he gave up his paintbrush, his title and his Vision, and left to seek vengeance.
He thought he lost it all when he came back to Mondstadt a few years later, now Dawn Winery’s owner. He may have riches and power, but he lost his brother and his father at the cost of it. What was it all for? What was his meaning in life now, beyond living up to his father’s legacy and seeing his estranged brother alive?
Then you came.
Diluc could not pinpoint when he exactly fell for you, but you left an indelible mark on his heart.
And from then on, the flames in his heart were ignited for the second time, destined to grow in intensity as the two of you grew closer.
Before long, all of Mondstadt, including his insufferable brother Kaeya, knew of his growing affections for you. It was rather obvious, really. How he would give you all the time in the world, and yet would not do the same for the rest of the girls many have introduced to him. Diluc would usually leave it to his flirty brother to charm them away. Not that he would ever mention to Kaeya his gratefulness for being such a flirt.
Or how he was always so protective of you whenever you were in the bar. You were stunning and attractive in your own right, and you had your fair share of suitors.
And among his staff, they all knew that their Master Diluc had picked up his paintbrush not quite long after he reclaimed his Vision and a new title: Dawn Winery’s Owner.
He would spend hours at night, as the crystal flies and fireflies danced together in a duet of blue and yellow, as the fire at the fireplace burned, painting. Thinking of how your face was framed. Each and every freckle on your face. The exact shade of your eyes and hair.
Diluc works tirelessly so as to ensure he will get as many details as perfect as possible. He wanted to capture your essence correctly.
He never tells you about his hobby of painting even as he confesses right outside the doors of his manor, the crystalflies and fireflies shimmering so gently around you, depicting you as an angel in his eyes.
And oh, how his heart beams when you say yes.
For the first time in so long, Diluc found happiness through you. You were the artist who brought colour back into his grey canvas. The muse to his artistic self. The glue to his paper. The two of you were a team and so complementary. Everyone always felt you two were wonderful together.
He remembers the moment when you found out that he painted. He was painting you in that adorable outfit that day during your date, and he was trying to shape your smile in the portrait when you burst open the door, yelling “HEY DILUC- oh my, that is a lot of paintings you have in here… wait, these are all me?”
Cue Diluc turning as red as his hair, an awkward bobble of his head in acknowledgement of your statement.
“Diluc. This. All these paintings of me are so amazing. I love it. I love every single painting here because it’s your work and archons, I love you so much.”
With such an awestruck look on your face, how could he not help but kiss the living daylights out of your lips after you said that? You drove him insane, and car licenses aren’t even a thing in Teyvat.
It was awkward, but after a while, the two of you went on memorizing the taste of each other’s lips that night before the both of you settled down, Diluc resuming his painting, this time with you watching.
Each and every time he painted, you were by his side. Always.
And oh, you, who encouraged him to paint other people as well. Although Diluc did not paint as many as you would have liked, but he painted Crepus and Kaeya, now the Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius.
Everything was so lovely with you. Everyday, the two of you would meet. Sometimes at the tavern, where you dabbled in mixing drinks with him and talked to him throughout his entire shift. Sometimes at Dawn Winery, where the 2 of you could spend hours and hours dancing with the sunset as your backdrop. Even when he left at night for his vigilante duties, you always understood. A kiss for luck before he left, and a glass of grape juice when he returned.
3 years passed, just like that. So many memories were made between the two of you, and though he could not remember it all clearly, he knows so dearly that you are the one for him. And he wishes to cement that.
It took a while, but upon realizing that Mondstadt did not have the ring he desired, he decided to go to Liyue, for it was famed for his ores after all.
What luck! He also had to go to Liyue to negotiate with the Tianquan about his wine anyway! And off he goes, looking for the right ring so that he properly proposes to you.
“Sometimes, life can change in an instant.”
He didn’t expect to lose you right at this juncture of life.
…
…
…
It was all a blur, just like that time period where Crepus died. Jean and Kaeya told him that there had been an Abyss invasion, and even the traveler’s twin had appeared. You, in the process of making sure everyone was evacuating safely, had been burnt to a crisp by a Pyro abyss mage.
Can you see it? The way his vision glows at his hips, how his mouth opens, about to shout at the Knights for their inefficiency with so much hatred? How the knights cost him so much? How his eyes are for the first time, alive, but alive with so much fury that even Kaeya visibly winces. The ring he holds in his glove, for you, as he clenches his fist is the only reason why he didn’t lash out.
He mutely showed the ring, and asked for whatever remains that were left of you.
He got nothing. Not even a single speck of ash that was from your frail body. Not even a single chance to hold you one last time before you left.
…
The first thing he did when he got back home was to rummage through the house, to see if there was anything left of you. Other than your clothes and accessories, there was nothing left. Not even a single letter, not even a single keepsake.
Nothing.
He briefly held your clothes, trying to recall your scent. He could not find it.
He goes down to his painting room.
The evening sun shines on his paintings.
Diluc stares. At each and every one of his paintings as he desperately tries to imprint everything in his mind so that he won’t forget.
Your smile. The shade of your hair and eyes. The exact proportions of your shape. How you looked when you were curious. How you looked at him with so much affection in your eyes. So, so many details, and now he wants to paint the you he saw before he left for Liyue.
He prepares his paint and canvas. He calms himself down. He picks up his paintbrush. He lowers it. He looks at the stool where you would always sit on.
Diluc Ragnvindr cries, in that soundproof room, in his museum of love for you.
Diluc Ragnvindr loses his motivation and desire to paint as his muse has left for the heavens.
Diluc Ragnvindr stares at all his paintings each and every day now instead of painting.
His late father’s portrait and Kaeya’s portrait are also moved into this room, placed at a corner. So that they will not outshine you.
He does not wish to ever pick up the paintbrush again, as the memories are too painful - they remind him too much of happiness.
Diluc does not want anything to do with happiness and the light anymore. He wishes to live in the darkness of the night, carrying on his duties as the enigmatic Master DIluc and as the Darknight Hero.
The first time he returned from his mission, he was shocked to see a glass of grape wine, placed at the same spot.
“Y/n asked that I pour a glass of grape juice in this specific glass whenever you came back from your duties, Master Diluc.” Adelinde stated.
Why do you still care for him, even after your death?
…
It’s been a hundred days since you left this world. Leaving Diluc all alone in this world.
His mind still thinks about you. His hands still reach out for yours, only to realise that you have already left. His eyes still search for you in the packed tavern, waiting for you to come back to him.
Each and every night, as he looks at the three paintings - you, Crepus and Kaeya, he thinks about all that he has lost, and how he associates the Knights and painting with all three of you.
The leftmost painting, Crepus, his gentle smile and firm gaze on the red-haired man. Wrinkles are drawn carefully with detail, his red eyes the exact same shade as Diluc’s, staring at him, encouraging him to face life and emerge victorious. His clothes were formal and polite, but with bright colours of red. His hair is a maroon mess, wavy even.
The rightmost painting, Kaeya, his eyepatch on his right eye, his left eye icy blue, with a star right in the middle, testament to his Khaenri'ahn heritage. His smirk on his face. Flamboyant clothes of blue, with that snow fox fur coat on his shoulders and that chest window. His deep blue hair ponytail flowing down his shoulders, and his hand gloves with gold ornaments and silver spikes seem to shine under the lights. Ever as flashy as ever, even in his youth.
Lastly, the middle painting, you. A soft gaze filled with adoration is seen in your (color)-shade eyes, a cheeky smile adorning your face. A necklace rests on your collarbone, a heirloom from your own mother. You wore it to honor her memory. You wore simple but elegant clothes, perfectly outlining your beauty. How he could gaze at it for hours and hours.
Diluc leaves the room, his museum of memories of all the people he has come to love in his life. He leaves Crepus’s delusion in front of his painting, Kaeya’s old eyepatch in front of Kaeya’s, and the ring he planned to use to propose to you in front of yours.
Diluc Ragnvindr wears the ring’s partner on his left ring finger. Even if you were gone, he swore to you once that his heart would only be yours in this lifetime. He plans to honor that promise. No matter how much it hurts to know that you’re gone and he’ll never be able to make more memories with you, he’ll keep what the two of you had once in his heart, and he’ll be looking forward to meeting you again in the afterlife, and he’ll tell you about all the stories he wrote with others and he’ll finally be able to pick up the paintbrush again, and have you here by his side as he painted.
The sun in Diluc Ragnvindr’s heart has returned to the embrace of the Earth, and the Moon now forever shines in his mind. Yet, he does not seem to mind that at all.
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