Imbibitors Your Lunae

imbibitors your lunae

Relief (Blade x gn!reader)

@genshin-obsessed so I heard u like Blade 👀

Summary: After being cursed with immortality by the Abundance, you joined the Stellaron Hunters as a doctor. Today, your most stubborn patient finally comes to you for help. Words: 835 Warnings: reader is implied to be shorter than Blade & can be held in his lap (but our Bladie is a strong boy so he can hold anybody uwu)

You muttered to yourself as you walked around your office, organizing your medicines and checking equipment. As the only doctor in service of the Stellaron Hunters, it was important for you to keep everything in tip-top shape in case of emergencies. Although Elio usually told you in advance if a mission would be particularly bloody, there was always the possibility he would withhold one of his predictions. You couldn’t get complacent.

Despite your regular interactions with the other Stellaron Hunters, you felt you couldn't truly connect with any of your “teammates”: Kafka was always inscrutable, Silver Wolf seemed to treat reality like a game, and Blade… Blade was the only one who you thought could understand you. You had both been cursed by the Abundance in your own ways, after all. But after he ignored your attempts at friendship for so long, you had resigned yourself to an eternity of loneliness in your empty office.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a knock on your door. You paused for a moment. Neither Kafka nor Silver Wolf were due for an appointment, leaving only one other person…

You opened the door to see Blade standing with his arms crossed. His expression betrayed nothing of what he felt, but you could see a tension in his shoulders. He didn’t speak as you blinked up at him in surprise.

“Blade. Come in,” you said, stepping aside to let him enter.

Blade went to sit down in his usual spot, and you quickly busied yourself gathering the necessary materials to make the painkiller you devised specifically for his condition. You couldn’t mix the medicine in advance, as its effectiveness faded quickly with time, so you always kept the raw ingredients on hand.

You glanced over your shoulder at Blade. Your gaze flicked over his body as you observed him. To the untrained eye, Blade seemed fine as ever, if a little irritated, but you knew how to read him after having treated him for so long. You could tell he was holding back more pain than usual. The fact that he was here of his own volition told you all that you needed to know.

You took a breath, then walked over to him. The medicine you made would work in time, but you could provide him with a more immediate source of relief. Gently, you reached out and pressed a hand to his chest.

He stiffened at the contact but didn't push you away. You closed your eyes and poured your energy into him, letting it wash over him and dull his pain. You focused until you felt Blade’s breathing grow more even and his muscles relax.

You felt lightheaded as you pulled back. The process had taken much longer than you anticipated and had cost much more of your energy as well.

You tried to step away toward the counter, not wanting to linger too long in Blade’s personal space, but a wave of dizziness hit you and you stumbled. Before you could hit the floor, Blade caught you in his arms.

“What did you do?” he asked, panic bleeding into his voice.

You knew you would recover in time—the Abundance’s curse would not let you go so easily—but the pain was still nearly unbearable. Your breathing was shallow and your vision blurry. Blade adjusted his grip on you and pulled you into his lap. His arms shook slightly as he held you.

“I’m sorry… I just wanted to help…” Your voice was weak and shaky as you spoke. “It… it'll pass… I'll be okay…”

Though you said this, you were still on the verge of tears. You were not like Blade—you hadn’t spent an eternity in combat and had yet to become numb to the pain of pushing your body to the limit. What he bore with a straight face was agony for you. You tried to hold back a whimper.

Blade tightened his grip around you.

“Why?” he asked.

“I… just wanted to give you some relief…” you said. You pinched your eyes shut to try to block out the pain. “Did… did it work, at least?”

Blade was silent for a while. Then, he pulled you closer, letting your head rest against his chest as his breath fanned over your face. 

“…Yes,” he said. “Don’t do it again.”

“…Sorry…” You breathed out, letting your eyes fall shut. After what you had done, you were completely exhausted, and Blade's embrace was so warm… You fell asleep to the steady rhythm of his heart, for once free of worries as Blade held you close.

The next day, Kafka would enter your office only to see Blade glaring at her to stay silent. You were still slumbering in his arms. He had stayed in that same position all night, not caring about the fatigue in his muscles nor the ache that came with it. Kafka smiled knowingly, holding back her teasing words—if only for now—as she closed the door, leaving Blade alone with you.

happy bday to stinky scara ❤❤

not what it seams…

wanderer x gn! reader, oneshot, comfort/hurt, fluff, he’s referred as kuni bc wanderer is just blarhghgg, mentions of cheating and affairs, kuni being insecure, mouchie bday special ! !

anyone with two braincells could obviously tell you were up to something.

the rushed less-than gratifying kisses, cautious and hurried steps in nearly everything you do, nervous glances thrown his way when you think he isn’t looking—he’d be as dumb as a rock if he couldn’t at least pick up on your strange behaviour.

with how you were leaving your shared inn during the dead of the night, thinking you’re being slick without his knowledge—he’s growing suspicions now.

just what is it?

perhaps, you’re doing errands? but why is it at night and why aren’t you bringing him along with you like the usual?

are you in any danger and is unable to tell him? he’s worried.

is it an affair? he’s scared.

he’s tempted to follow you whenever he hears rustling of bed sheets next to him during ungodly hours of the moon’s turn, but he’s afraid of what he’d come to reveal once he tries to pry it himself.

this is awfully out of character for him—considering he never beats around the bush and just always does what is necessary and whatever he feels obliged to.

as much as he doesn’t want to admit it, it’s highly likely due to the fact that your relationship is on the line—he could lose you, and he does not want that at all.

if you were truly in danger, you would’ve long asked him for help or at least told him in a more roundabout way should there be some type of factor preventing you from directly saying it to him. you both have multiple ways of letting the other person know one is in danger, so that’s simply checked out.

but abandoning that sentiment would leave with you having an affair.

if he’s right about you hogging another partner behind his back, then pathetically enough for him and his pride, he wouldn’t know what to do.

just by simply imagining you enjoying life with someone else already has him stumped. he shakes his head to remove the disturbing image in his head whilst an uncomfortable feeling lurks inside his chest.

he can’t stop pondering about what is really wrong with you, and it’s effectively stopping him from getting a single wink of sleep—aside from the factor that you aren’t beside him right now trying to warm him up with your bear hugs.

heck, he should just get this over with. like what you’ve always said—communication is key. he’ll just confront you head on. 

if you turn out to be a filthy cheater, then he should be able to drop you easily. he has no use for a partner that doesn’t carry respect for him.

…

—right?

“are you cheating on me?”

he finally drops the dreaded question one day during an unsuspecting lunch with you—saying it as if he was plainly discussing the weather as some mere small talk to share.

when you choke on your food as a response—he does not budge, refusing to look at you in the eye as he stares at the untouched meal before him.

is this cowardice? he holds in a small huff at the thought. is he that attached that he still doesn’t wish to part with you even under the heavy suspicion that you’re hiding someone else behind your back?

he could feel your intense gaze on him when you calm down from your fit of coughs with a haste chug of water, non-verbally asking for an explanation through your questioning stare as to why he uttered such an accusation.

unfortunately for you, his silence merely grew thicker in return.

seeing as he wasn’t making move nor had any intention to speak up any more after the initial vocalising of a cheating allegation, you heave a deep sigh.

“…and what makes you say that, kuni?”

your voice came out more calm and collected than the wanderer…anticipated. a pleasant tone coated in saccharine as to somehow relay that you genuinely want to talk this out with him.

he honestly expected a much more violent response—jabbing a finger at him for even thinking of saying such a repulsive claim, slamming a hand on the table as to being defensive when pressed on a matter of being basically called a liar or being extremely defensive—he’s expected a much worse reply.

you asked for what made him say that as a response, a much better retort than he expected, but not the one he really wanted.

“just answer the question. i’m not mad at all.”

not mad he says, but why is he clenching his fists underneath the table, almost trembling in the process?

he feels like he could puke. like a boiling pot of water threatening to spill its contents at how much it seethes in flames.

please answer. he begs in the depths of his tempestuous mind.

he’s struggling to hold in his erratic emotions right now because he just wants an answer. a proper one that would decide whether he’d leave this table at this instant or not.

something is violently hammering against his chest nonstop as his exasperation grows.

being too preoccupied with trying to keep his composure and not break down right in front of you, he doesn’t notice you circling around his seat until you gently wrap your arms around his shoulder, pulling his back to meet your embrace as you place a soothing kiss atop his head.

“no.” one word, and his tense shoulders refuse to move a single inch under your hold.

you euphoniously whisper all of it, only for him to solely hear and no one else. “i’m not cheating on you.”

the wanderer leisurely cranes his neck to look at your face, scouring your expression in bated breaths as he desperately searches for an ounce of a false truth: a lie.

after a nearly dehumanizing moment, relief washes over him like he’d just went under a spring waterfall—cleansing him of all his pessimistic and obstructive thoughts in one instant.

he finds nothing, but sincerity in your pools.

quickly shifting in his seat to face you fully, he gingerly wraps his arms around your waist as he buries his face onto your clothes, his hands gripping the cloth like it’s his last lifeline.

you don’t bother to hide your shock as you lightly squeal when he tightens his grip on you, feeling his lips quivering against the soft frabric of your shirt.

suddenly feeling a cold wetness form in your shirt, you raise your hand to delicately caress the tresses of his hair and massage his scalp with your fingers as you coo at him quietly.

listening to his soft cries with his face still hidden away from the world against your body, you frown as you try to think of what possibly made him think this way in the first place. your usually snarky and cynical lover crying like this wasn’t a minor matter in any way.

wait a moment, is this because of that…?

“were you awake each time i was leaving in the middle of the night?” you ask straightforwardly, without hesitation as if you couldn’t believe it if it revealed to be the truth behind all of this.

he sniffles as he somehow buries himself deeper onto your chest, his voice coming out strained from all his crying—“you weren’t being particularly discreet, you know? you idiot…”

“ahaha…” you rub the nape of your neck in slight embarrassment. he never moved nor breathed when asleep so there was absolutely no way you could even figure out if he was asleep or not. a huge misstep on your part. “forgive me, it wasn’t supposed to look that way.”

“what was it supposed to look like then?” even in this vulnerable window he’s warily let you in, he’s still being the sarcastic bastard he is, it seems.

you tut as if it wasn’t your fault from the start. “you weren’t supposed to look in the first place, kuni.”

you immediately yelp in pain when he pinches a small part of your skin through your clothes, earning him a light demeaning pat to his shoulder for his unnecessary engagement of a teasing action.

“what were you even doing…in the middle of the night at that.” he grumbles.

you hum in content when he finally raises his head to meet your eyes, tears still brimming on the ends of his lashes as his inevitably gaze softens at the sight of you looking down at him with a small smile. “i was visiting a tailor. she’s helping me make a gift, discreetly as i asked to.”

cradling his face in your palms, you start to rubs circles on his cheeks, feeling the dried streak of the tears he let out for you. you hold in the urge to pinch his puffy cheeks.

“a gift? for wh—” and suddenly, for split moment—the wanderer felt dumb.

“looks like our special birthday boy forgot something, hm?” you couldn’t help the smirk that crept up on your face as realization dawns upon him like a brick.

“i’ve finished the gift just last night, but it doesn’t look the best so i was still hesitating whether or not i’d give it to you because you might not like it—”

“give it to me.”

looking down at him, you realize he’s since long pulled away from your hold, staring at you with his indigo hues like a child waiting for his toy to be brought to him.

“… don’t laugh, okay?”

he immediately raises a brow at that as he rubs his eyes out of its puffiness. “uh, sure. if it’s that bad.”

reaching for your bag at your end of the table, you slowly bring out the gift from its confinements, shoving the gift into his arms as the embarrassment slowly eats up all of your confidence from earlier.

a doll, you gave.

a handsewn doll that looks like you to match the little one hidden in his navy kimono sleeves.

“it’s…” he starts, thumbing the small details you added in to make it more convincing that it was supposed to look like you.

[e/c] beads as your eyes, some small chipped material of sorts to accommodate your hairstyle, clothes are spot on save for the small tear on its back… it’s so…

panic overcomes your senses when a tear starts running down his face yet again, his eyes widened in surprise and fascination as he stared at the mini you sat on his palm.

“w-wait a moment, why are you crying?! my gift wasn’t supposed to make you do that!”

“shut up! i’m just crying because it’s so ugly!”

whatever the boy filled with derisiveness says, yet he holds the newly gifted doll so closely and snug to his chest, a smile so miniscule gracing upon his lips that he probably doesn’t even notice it himself.

but you do.

—and it’s more than enough for you to fully discard the blunt insult he threw at your gift just now.

(not what it seams cause get it? reader sewed a gift for him while it’s all just a big misunderstanding? hehehehe hahahahaha😐)

once again HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR BABY SCARAMOUCHIEEE pop a fart rn if you want to kiss him virtually

What kind of flowers do Genshin characters get you for Valentine’s Day?

Jean

A modest bouquet of Forget-me-nots and chrysanthemums. These flowers symbolise not only the hope she has for the  blossoming of your shared love, but also her undying loyalty to you

Amber

A cute little pot of honeysuckle that smells almost as sweet as she acts around you. This plant symbolises happiness, and she, above all else, wants you to be happy.

Lisa

Jacaranda sprigs and campanulas to symbolise everlasting love, wisdom, and good fortune. She finds that the two plants compliment eachother much like you do with her.

Kaeya

Gentiana had been left on your doorstep, with a letter tied to its pot with blue ribbon. The first of many on your fiance’s scavenger hunt.

Diluc

More red roses than you can count. What he lacks in physicality, he more than makes up for in words and romance. These beautiful blooms were hand-picked by Diluc, and you can still feel the dampness from the morning dew on the petals.

Venti

Saxifraga and lilies arranged together to create the meaning of love persisting in death. He knows that mortals are exactly mortal. What he cannot accept however, is the idea that the love you share is merely transitory.

Mona

Mona chooses to gift you Alliums because she senses something wonderful in your future. She only hopes that she may be there to share that prosperity with you.

Albedo

Albedo gives you a flower crown of Plumeria and requests that he paint you. It is a portrait of the shoulders upwards and each stroke is made with such care that you believe he may be creating a life within the canvas. The flowers, you, and the painting are his way of immortalising the love he only experiences with you. Here you are beautiful, and here with him, you will always be beautiful

Rosaria

Rosaria leaves a bouquet of black roses and red spider lilies in a vase on your table. She could not stay to watch you see them because she always falls short of words around you. She cannot stand the thought of your death one day and the only thing that comforts her is knowing that you will both be reunited again one day when all is done.

Eula

Scorpionweed and hyssopus both find a place on your windowsill in your porch. It is Eula’s own, chivalrous way of pledging her loyalty to you. The silent promise of staying through it all.

Xiao

A significant prig of prunus is left on your bedside the morning of Valentines day. It had not been there the night before. There is a thin honey coloured string wrapped around its stick, left in a delicate bow and unlike the other time, a handful of blackthorn berries is left there too. This was not the first to be left for you and it will not be the last. The anonymous spirit you had never seen with your own eyes would place a single branch there whenever things seemed uncertain because it would give you hope to endure just a little longer.

Beidou

Beidou promises that each time the Crux leaves port, it will return with something for you. This time she returned with a small pot of Kalanchoe. She hopes this and her promise to always return will help you remember her lasting love and devotion to you.

Ningguang

Ningguang sends you Peruvian lilies and Japanese roses. You love in secret because her status is too high. She could never endanger you like that. And so she must adore from afar most of the time. But she loves just as unconditionally.

Tartaglia

Childe sends you heaps of thornless roses and pots of bright red gladiolus home to you when he’s away because he cant bear to think of you being alone on a day meant for you both. The gladiolus is sent to remind you not to worry about him because he will always fight his way home to you

Zhongli

Zhongli gives you a bundle of sweet-smelling osmanthus and rosemary before he spends the day by your side. He tells you anything you wish to know in palatable half-truths, leaving out pieces he can’t bear to dampen your spirit with. He has shared osmanthus with you because you are special to him- an angel on earth, and he knows that as he passes the funeral parlour he will one day see you there. But this time, he vows to never forget.

Ganyu

She gently holds the bouquet of blue daisies out to you, her hand shaking just a little bit. She put a lot of time and effort into picking these specific flowers in hopes they can say what she is too shy to. They say ‘forever' 

Hu Tao

Hu Tao gives you red chrysanthemums and sprigs of cranberry because she knows that the way she loves you is immortalising.

Shenhe

Shenhe does not quite understand the idea of giving people flowers. She undoubtedly understands giving you flowers, however. She chooses to leave out the things that mean love because she doesnt need plants to tell you that. She brings you white heather because it will grow with you and protect you when she cannot.

Yelan

Yelan carefully places a pot of blue roses on your balcony before disappearing into the night. You will wake to the smell of love tomorrow.

Ayaka

Ayaka organises a flowerbed in your honour, filled with Nemophila for Valentine’s day. She hopes to propose to you there one day. It is on display for all to see because love is a unifying force.

Kazuha

Red daisies and freesia are sent floating on the wind to you. His love follows you anywhere he can’t. 

Yoimiya

Yoimiya hands you a small bouquet of red and orange tulips as the corresponding fireworks go off behind her. They light up the air around you both, and you suddenly both find it hard to breathe. Then again that happens a lot around each other. 

Ei

Wolfsbane and purple Morning Glory are planted to encircle a large tree of wisteria. She generally dislikes the idea of people seeing her vulnerable. But she couldn’t bear not seeing you. A large portion of the courtyard is now devoted to the cultivation of you. She hopes it will grow in tandem with your feelings towards each other.

Kujo Sara

Sara has filled the rockery with foxglove and winterberry as a symbol of protection and safety over you and danger to anyone who wishes to cause you harm.

Kokomi

pale pink, and lavender roses that symbolise her immediate and passionate love for you. She sends them along with a letter that smells of peach and seafoam to remind you of her.

Thoma

Thoma practically chases you down with a bouquet of yellow and red roses waving in the air. He’s excited to see you and you look just as beautiful as you always do. He hands them to you with a kiss on your cheek and a sweet nothing in your ear.

Itto

Itto brings you single coreopsis. He explains to you that he had actually picked a large bouquet but that on his way back he had somehow managed to lose most of them in a fight. At least he tried, and really seeing him come back was enough.

Gorou

Gorou is ever-busy but that doesn’t mean that he forgets about you. Gorou regularly sends you letters, each containing an almond blossom, to both assure you it is him, and that he is alive, and that he will return to you.

Yae Miko

Yae brings you to the most vibrant cherry blossom tree to watch the petals fall into your hair. Each one drops with the beat of her heart. She’s a romantic.

Ayato

Ayato brings you lotus plants to cover your pond. He believes that they are a hybrid of you both- your purity and his elegance to create something perfectly beautiful.

Tighnari

Tighnari gifts you a potted Opuntia, its flowers the same colour as the one on his shirt. He tells you it symbolises hope, though he does not say what he hopes for. In his heart, he hopes for a safe world to live with you in

Cyno

Cyno does not say anything as he hands you the bunch of hydrangeas, his face bright red and his eyes looking anywhere but at you. After a long moment of silence he replies to your excited thank you. “Tighnari helped me choose one that was as strong and beautiful as our love”

Candace

Candace gifts you a potted blackthorn bush. Admittedly, some thought it was an unorthodox gesture, but she had her reasons. If she was getting you plants, it would not be something redundant, like love. She searched for something strong and sturdy that could support you, and protect you. After the first frost and thaw, the berries are sweeter, much like her.

Nilou

Nilou has chosen to give you orchid cactus flowers. She tells you they are beautiful just like you and they symbolise the admiration she has for you. 

Scaramouche

Scaramouche almost decided against the idea entirely. It was dumb, he thought it was just for marketing. He still thinks it is, but he indulges you. He sends you rainflowers and purple and blue anemones. He won’t tell you but he feels like he isn’t worthy of you because of all he has done.

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This took me like two whole days because i had to read up on every single one of those plants ;( 

it was fun though :)

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and seeEEEEEEEEE—THE SKY IS A FRIKIN LIE-

genshin men x love languages

characters included: kaveh, ayato, cyno, scaramouche

kaveh: gift giving & physical touch

the light of the ksharewar & the light of ur life shows you love mostly in these two languages. don’t get me wrong there are a mix up of the other languages too but these have the higher percentage. kaveh loves to spoil you, use his artistic, architectural skills to impress you or just invest his time in doing something for you that’d make you happy. it could range from a simple sketch he made; or a full blown 3-d design of your dream house. physical touch is a must for him, he needs to be touching you at all costs. a nimble hand caressing your waist, while talking. hand holding when you both are walking together, when you are beside him he will put his hand on your thigh. <3 101 my man i love him sm!

ayato: acts of service & quality time

waka 🥺🤍 our dearest waka shows love mostly in acts of service. he just wants to be of use to you. wants you to share your burdens with him. it can range from handling the meagre chores for you by his staff, or listening to something that is bothering you mentally. ayato is dedicated towards one thing & one thing only and that is how can he be of service to his beloved. <3 he needs you to depend on him. please depend on him 😤 quality time on the other hand— you and waka rarely get to spend time together because of his hectic schedule, so this inturn becomes something he yearns for naturally. whenever he is free, he will be found beside you, cuddling, talking to you about mundane things. maybe planning something only the two of you could enjoy. but he will be found by your side. <3

cyno: acts of service and physical touch

it goes without saying that the general mahamatra would show his deep, unending love towards you with acts of service. knowing him, cyno would make sure that whatever you need should be presented to you in a silver platter. he just wants to be useful. if he is useful to the akademiya it is about time he must fulfill the duties of being the best significant other for you. whatever you want can be handled just say the word. physical touch is a must, even though cyno is barely clad, and BECAUSE he is barely clad, the warmth of your body against his chest when he hugs you is all he needs after a long day. you just need to sit on his lap, hugging him tightly while he kisses your forehead, asks you about your day, tells you how annoying his own day was. also tells you he can’t tell you the details of his mission because he was the general mahamatra and you don’t deserve to see that side of him.

scaramouche: words of affirmation & acts of service

scara’s love language is definitely words of affirmation. as weird as it sounds, i think he would make sure to handle all your insecurities, doubts, weird thoughts & anxieties tenderly like a caregiver. he has been through enough already & he just wants to give you the whole world. his secret love language is annihilating people who annoy you :3 /lh but you know 🤷🏼‍♀️ he can be quite vocal about things like. “i’m here for you, not just now, but always little one,” acts of service -> because he needs to make sure you are taken care of, his deep needs to protect you from harm brings this side of him out. sometimes you don’t even have to lift a finger and he is out there, ensuring whatever you want gets done. <3