Hello, How Are You? How Was Your Day?

Hello, how are you? How was your day?

May I request Aether angst :)

I love my traveler, but I have to do this lmao-

Basically Aether's s/o dying or something else? Like maybe getting injured or them arguing and breaking up only to die or whatever you want ^^

I just want angst with my boy—

I'm just in a mood for angst (I got injured because I wasn't aware of my surroundings and now I'm sure I'll have a big scar on my back 👌)

Hello Anon, I’ve been good, and my day has been pretty good, thanks for asking! I hope that your back doesn’t scar too badly, but here’s your angst.

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This wasn’t supposed to happen.

“Aether, I promise I will travel with you until the end of my days, forevermore.”

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Why weren’t you moving? Why were you so still?

Why weren’t you telling him that everything would be ok?

All he could do was watch as you used your body to shield him from the blow that the Abyss Lector he was fighting had directed at him, shoving him out of the way and taking it full force. You had had an argument a few hours prior, but he refused to think of that now, not when you were on the ground bleeding out. He had killed the Abyss Lector by now, and Dainsleif was watching as you looked at him. He had tried to save you both, but couldn’t make it in time.

Aether ran over and slid beside you, lifting you up into his arms as you weakly looked up at him, lifting a hand to gently cup his face. You smiled sadly up at him as Dainsleif handed him some bandages to help patch you up. “Aether…” you mumbled, gently wiping away his tears as he cried. You were losing blood fast, but he still kept wrapping your waist in bandages. “No, don’t. You’re going to be ok, please be ok.” He was mostly saying it to himself, refusing to accept the fact that he may very well lose someone else close to him. “Aether, stop. It’s too late for me.” You whispered. You were getting weaker by the second, holding onto your life more desperately with each passing moment you struggled to breathe. “I- I’m sorry. I’m sorry for yelling at you, I’m sorry for telling you that you couldn’t join me on this adventure. I’m sorry for dragging you down with me like this. Please, please don’t leave, don’t go, not now.” He begged, tears continuing to stream down his face. “Aether, listen to me, please.” You whispered. Your vision was getting foggy and blurred, like you were looking through a steam covered window at him. “Don’t regret your actions. I don’t regret mine, and I don’t regret loving you. You’re the one who has helped me persevere and push through my struggles. That’s why what I’m about to say next brings me great sorrow. I know I won’t be able to join you on the rest of your journey, but please, do me the kindness of never regretting your actions, no matter how insignificant they may seem.” You whispered, letting tears of your own fall. “I forgave you a while ago, Aether, and I will never hold anything against you, I love you too much to do that.” You whispered, shivering slightly. He caught you by surprise when he kissed you, his lips warm against your cold ones. “It’s so cold, Aether. Keep me warm until I go, will you?” You asked, looking up at him as your vision darkened. He nodded softly, hugging you tightly as he held you in his arms. “Thank you for being there for me and loving me as I am, I shall forever watch over you.” You whispered, your grip on his shoulder loosening. You closed your eyes and smiled one last time as your body went limp in his arms. Aether stayed like that for a while, neither Paimon nor Dainsleif daring to get closer to him. He pressed his forehead against yours and let his tears fall, looking at the smile you last graced him with. “Thank you, (Y/N), for forgiving me.” He whispered, gently setting you down on the soft grass below.

Hu Tao was surprised to see Aether walk in with a somber look on his face, a list in his hands filled with last wishes that you had told him before, knowing that the life of an adventurer wouldn’t be easy or safe. Within a few hours, a funeral had already been prepared for you, and he was glad for it. Zhongli stood silently beside him as he watched Hu Tao hand him the urn that contained your ashes, barely on the verge of crying herself. “Be careful with her, Traveler.” She mumbled, casting him a sad smile.

Aether stood at the top of Starsnatch Cliff, holding the urn and the locket that contained some of your ashes. He took a deep breath and then opened the lid, looking out over the sea and then at the jar. The wind was particularly strong today, for which he was thankful to Barbatos for making it so. Aether spoke softly. “Here we are, (Y/N), Starsnatch Cliff. You said you wanted to go here when you… you know. You deserve that freedom, since you let me have some sort of comfort in your last moments. I promise you that I won’t regret my decisions, and that includes this one.” He said, taking handfuls of the ashes and scattering them in the wind. He did so until the jar was empty, before turning back to join Paimon. He had a new goal in mind, to not only find Lumine, but to also remember the sacrifice you made for him, and to honor that sacrifice by seeing his journey through to the very end.

Scaramouche x Youkai!reader

Notes: I’m sorry if this isn’t that good since I really don’t know how to write for Scaramouche but anyways, enjoy!

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Warnings: Spoilers for Scaramouche’s backstory, the Sumeru Archon Quest, and the Interlude Chapter in Sumeru!

“Kunikuzushi?”

He recognized that voice, the same one he’d heard right before he’d left Inazuma. It was you, one of the few youkai left in Inazuma. Miko, although the two of you weren’t even remotely related, took you in and all but raised you, being the older of you two. You would be forever grateful to her for her kindness. It was because of her that you met the one now known as the Wanderer. However, you only knew him as Kunikuzushi, the puppet that the Shogun had all but thrown away and left to erode into dust in the harsh torrent that was eternity. However, you had always been very kind and very caring toward him, and even when he was known as The Balladeer in his previous Incarnation, he still remembered you with perfect clarity, no matter what life you saw each other in last. In fact, you were the first person that the Traveler asked about what you knew of him when he had changed his history in Teyvat. Thankfully, nothing in your mind had changed about his origins at the Grand Narukami Shrine or about when he left, but the one thing that had changed was the fact that you no longer remembered him taking on the title of The Balladeer, and now only remembered him as Wanderer. He let only you use his original name.

He turned around and looked at you, standing a mere ten feet away from where he himself stood. He nodded softly in affirmation, acknowledging that he’d heard you. Your ears twitched slightly, moving around and checking for any signs that the two of you were being watched or eavesdropped on.

“Kunikuzushi.” You breathed, the name sounding like it was meant for only your lips.

When you didn’t find any signs of immediate danger, you hesitantly took a step forward, before sprinting at him and tackling him to the ground below. “Umph-!” He grunted, taken by surprise when you collided with him. You wrapped your arms around him and sighed deeply, squeezing him tightly as you hugged him. “I thought I’d never see you again.” You whispered, relaxing only when he returned your embrace. “What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here. What if Ei catches you?” You asked. He shook his head. “I’ve met the Traveler, and if things were to come to that, then I’d ask them to help me stop her from doing anything.” His hold on you tightened. “But I had to see you again. I couldn’t take being without you anymore. It’s all been a mess, and it turns out that there was another incarnation of me in a different timeline that destroyed and killed so many people, and-" He stopped when you gently cupped his face in your hands, your hands just as soft as he remembered. “Kuni, slowly. I can’t help if I don’t know what’s going on.” You pressed your forehead against his and sat up fully to let him have some space. “Come on, I’ll take you somewhere we can talk.” You offered, getting up and gently taking his hand into yours.

You kept walking until you reached an old, abandoned shrine, and sat down before patting the ground beside you in an invitation for him to sit. The Wanderer quickly did so, sitting as close as he could to you. “Ok, start from the beginning.” You coaxed, and it all came crashing down from there. You heard about how he used to be a Harbinger who mercilessly killed and tortured those around him, destroying and fighting whatever and whoever he was told to. You heard about him changing his past and becoming what he was now, and you heard about his time with the Traveler, and with Lesser Lord Kusanali. You heard about how he got his memories back, and how he finally got back to Inazuma. By the time he was done, Kunikuzushi was shaking, and you could tell he needed comfort. You were willing to give that comfort, and gladly did so. “That is a lot to handle, and I don’t even know where to start, but what I do know is that you’re the most important person to me in the whole of Teyvat. It doesn’t matter to me whether you’re The Balladeer or The Wanderer, you’ll always be Kunikuzushi in my eyes, and I’ll always be here for you.” You said, hugging him yet again. You saw the tears rolling down his face as he leaned against you, trembling in your arms. “Hey, hey, look at me.” You cooed, causing him to pull back and look at you. “I want to travel with you. I want to stay by your side from now until the end of eternity, if you’ll let me.” You hummed, confusing him slightly. “But I thought that the last time I saw you, you were-” “Helping Miko at the shrine? Yes, I was, but I stopped a while ago. Ever since then, I’ve been waiting for you to either come back or for me to decide to leave Inazuma. But I just had a feeling that if I left, you’d be here when I wasn’t, so I waited.” You explained, looking down at him as you spoke. “I want to be there for you instead of leaving you alone like the last time you left. I love you, Kuni. I always have and I always will.” You confessed, your face flushing pink as you spoke. He sighed, turning his gaze away from you as he spoke. “And you promise not to leave?” He asked. Without hesitation, you nodded. “I promise.” You replied, hugging him yet again. “Thank you.” He mumbled, his face growing warmer with each word.

At the Grand Narukami Shrine, Miko smirked as she watched you pack. The moment she received word from the Traveler that Kunikuzushi had returned, it wasn’t a surprise to her when, about three hours after you’d left the shrine, you came running back up the steps to the shrine to ask for her permission to leave Inazuma. “I’m surprised it took you so long to get back, little one. Of course you may leave.” She replied, ruffling your hair gently. You smiled at her and then rushed to get what you’d need, packing everything into a backpack and changing into different attire that would be better suited for adventuring. “I best be going. Farewell, Miko!” You called, all but sprinting back down the mountain to join Kunikuzushi. He looked at you and nodded, before holding out his hand for you to take. You smiled and took it, walking with him. You didn’t know where your journey would take you, but so long as you were by his side, you knew there was nothing to fear.

Diluc with a Snezhnayan reader

Notes: I finally pulled Alhaitham and Xiao earlier this week. My boys have finally come home. Sorry for any mistakes, as half of this was written while I was barely functioning on three hours of sleep :’) Anyways, enjoy!

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There were few people from Snezhnaya that worked with the Adventurers’ Guild, but you were one of them. You belonged to a well off family, and didn’t have to deal with the pressures of most Snezhnayan people about finding a way to support the elders of your family. You were well experienced with the cold harsh climate of your homeland, and the treacherous work that came with living in such harsh conditions. However, you were blessed with an Anemo Vision, and with it, the ability to use the element to heal others. Even then, you always made sure to practice stitching and applying bandages, on the off chance your Vision didn’t heal someone, and you had to resort to applying more basic methods of first aid. You were glad you’d been practicing, because you’d run into plenty of injured people on your travels. Your journey across Teyvat led you to Mondstadt, the City of Wind, wine, and most importantly, freedom.

You nodded as you showed the knight at the entrance to the city your papers for the Guild, and walked through the gates, before walking around and looking at the beautiful city. You’d heard many stories from your grandfather, who was also an adventurer, about the City of Wind, but you’d never seen it for yourself up until now. Your wide eyes gazed around, before you saw a restaurant a little ways away from you. You were quite hungry after such a long journey, and figured that a bite to eat wouldn’t hurt. “Oh, hello, welcome to Good Hunter. Would you like to order in or take your food to go?” the lady at the counter asked. “I’ll order in, please.” you voiced. She handed you a menu and told you to have a seat at one of the tables nearby. You ordered your food and then ate, paying for it before you headed over to the Adventurers’ Guild’s kiosk. You had a day full of commissions ahead of you.

The last commission of the day was at some place near Stone Gate, which you assumed was the Dawn Winery. You’d tried their Dandelion Wine, and liked it very much, but your favorite drink of theirs was their apple cider. There was no better cider in the whole of Teyvat other than the one from the Dawn Winery. You were supposed to be helping the maids clean, and did so rather quickly with the help of your Vision. You were about to leave after you’d finished cleaning the last bit of dust from the carpet, but when you turned around, you ran straight into someone’s chest. You stepped back and looked up, finding a man with red hair and vermillion eyes. “My apologies, but, who are you? I don’t recall having ever seen you here, let alone in Mondstadt before.” his voice was deep, but the way he carried himself put you slightly at ease. “Oh, my name is (Y/N). I’m doing a commission for Adelinde, since, according to her, the dust is too deep in the carpet to get out using any normal means. And since I have an Anemo Vision, I figured I’d help out.” you chimed, smiling up at him. “Really? May I ask where you’re from, Miss (Y/N)?” he asked. “Ah, I’m from Snezhnaya. But may I ask what your name is?” you asked. He gave you a hard look, as if he was sizing you up, before he spoke again. “I am Diluc, the owner of the Dawn Winery. You don’t seem to have a Delusion on you, which leads me to believe that, for now at least, you aren’t part of the Fatui.” he thought out loud. “Archons, no, I’d never join them. My father told me that if I ever joined the Fatui, he’d never talk to me again. He wanted me to make an honest living, no matter how we fare back home, which is why I started taking up commissions from the Adventurers’ Guild in the first place.” you explained. “What about your mother?” Diluc asked, looking at you. “She was in the Fatui, and she had a Delusion, but it backfired, and killed her. I was ten at the time, but I do still miss her very much.” you became quiet, before shaking your head. “But that’s water under the bridge now, since it’s been so long. I should be going, but you have a wonderful day, Diluc.” you spoke, going to leave, but he gently caught your sleeve. “It’s only fair that I pay you since I’m the one who owns the winery.” he voiced, motioning for you to follow him. He grabbed his mora pouch and gave you twenty thousand mora, before going to the kitchen. “Think of this as a sort of welcoming gift for your arrival here in Mondstadt.” Diluc said, grabbing a bottle of Dandelion Wine. “Actually, I’m not particularly fond of alcohol, but I have heard that the apple cider here is wonderful.” you spoke. “Thank goodness I’m not the only one who dislikes alcohol, here.” he grabbed the bottle of golden yellow apple cider and handed it to you. “Thank you, I appreciate this. Anyways, I should get going, may we meet again, Diluc.” You called, walking out the door and back to the inn in the city.

Turns out, you did see him again, many times, in fact. The most recent occasion was when you were gravely injured during a commission, when a Mitachurl hit you with its shield. You were knocked unconscious from the impact against the ground, and Diluc watched you get thrown onto the path he was walking on. He saw the Mitachurl and glared over at it, manifesting his claymore and planning to kill it. However, he looked down at you, and put the sword away before picking you up. You’d slowly made a home for yourself in his heart, and he didn’t want to admit that. He decided instead to silently watch over you from afar, protecting you from the shadows, but this situation had opened his eyes to the reality that you could be taken from him so easily if you let your guard down too much. He carried you back to the Dawn Winery, and set you down in his bed. He ran to find Adelinde next. “Adelinde, please go get a healer immediately!” He yelled, causing her to turn back to look at him. She was about to retort, but then saw the panicked look on his face, and your unconscious form in his arms, and nodded. She hurried off, leaving him to pace around downstairs. The moment Barbara got to the Winery, he all but dragged her over to where you were to heal your injuries. After she was done, she turned and spoke to Diluc. “She should be fine with a few days of rest, but her arm is broken, and I couldn’t heal it. I know it will heal properly, but it will be at least two weeks before she can even begin to fight again. Sorry I couldn’t do more.” She apologized. He shook his head, thanking her for her assistance, before sending her out and closing the door. Diluc took off his coat and gloves, before sitting down in the chair at your bedside. He gently, almost timidly, took one of your hands into his, pressing his lips against the back of your palm. “I’m so sorry for not being there to protect you.” He whispered, looking at you. He leaned back, letting your hand fall back to your side. You had his heart and didn’t even know it, but plenty of others at the Dawn Winery did, it was quite obvious that the maids knew that his mood was better whenever you were around. Adelinde had become much softer and more welcoming with you than she was with other guests. She would talk with you for hours if you weren’t busy. She herself was curious about the woman that Diluc had fallen in love with. However, this occasion proved that he genuinely had feelings for you, and Adelinde was more than willing to steer him toward you if she needed to do so.

You woke up slowly, blinking the sleep from your eyes and rubbing them with your uninjured hand. You looked at the cast on your left arm and sighed, before hearing the door open and close when Diluc walked in. Your gaze snapped over to him, your eyes meeting his as he gazed at you. He sprinted toward you and all but tackled you to the bed. “Thank goodness you’re awake.” He whispered, hugging you tightly. You were taken aback, but reciprocated nevertheless. “How long was I out?” You asked when he pulled away. He rested his forehead against yours, a deep sigh escaping his lips. “You’ve been out for two days, I found you on the side of the road. I was so worried that you’d been killed.” He iterated. You saw the genuine worry in his gaze and the tears welling up in his eyes, and reached up to gently wipe away his tears. “Diluc, I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” You looked around. “Where are we?” You asked after a minute or two. “You’re in my room. It’s the closest one to the door, sorry.” He apologized, causing you to wave your hands frantically as you tried to tell him that it was fine, wincing as you did so. He gave you a worried look. “Do you need anything? Are you in any pain? Are you still tired?” He bombarded you with questions, talking a mile a minute as he anxiously checked you over for any injuries. “Diluc, I’m fine.” You replied, looking down at your arms, one of which was in a cast. “That’s gonna leave a mark.” You mumbled, cursing under your breath. “Barbara told me that it’ll be at least two weeks until you can start fighting again.” He glared at you for a moment, before seeing the regretful look you had in your eyes.

You rested your head in your uninjured hand, sighing deeply. “And don’t even think about trying to take any commissions from the Adventurers’ Guild until Barbara or someone else makes sure that you’ve fully healed.” He continued. “What are you, my mother?” You huffed, your voice heavily laced with sarcasm and annoyance. “I’m serious. You need to stop being so reckless and start watching out for yourself.” He scolded, giving you a reproachful look whilst he spoke. You scowled over at him. “Diluc, I’m not a child, I can take care of myself! Why do you even care about what happens to me, anyway?!” You yelled. “Because I love you! I’m worried about you because you’re so reckless! I’m terrified that I’m going to lose the only good thing I’ve had in so long! You worry me constantly, and you don’t even know it!” He shot back, before realizing what he said. He covered his mouth, willing the words to be taken back as he cast his gaze to the floor. He didn’t want to tell you like this, not ever like this. He was so scared that he had just pushed you away. Reluctantly, Diluc looked back up at you from the floor, panic swimming in his crimson gaze as he looked at you. Your eyes were wide and your face was bright red as you all but stared at him. “You… what?” You asked, watching him carefully to see what he would do next. He took a deep breath as his gaze softened into something you couldn’t quite read, sitting down in the chair he’d placed next to the bed. “I love you. I have for a while, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. I was so worried that you’d reject me and that whatever we had would be gone. I was scared that you’d ignore me.” He explained. You could tell that he was nervous easily. Diluc buried his face in his hands to hide the red that decorated his cheeks. You reached out and gently grasped one of his hands in your own, bringing it close to you and gently placing it against your cheek as you spoke. “You should have told me sooner. I didn’t know you liked me back.” You muttered softly, grabbing his wrist and pulling him close to you. You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly, resting your head against his shoulder. Diluc stiffened slightly, before trying to pull away. “Wait, your arm-” “My arm is fine, Diluc.” You interrupted him, continuing to hug him. “I love you, too.” You said finally, pulling away and resting your forehead against his. You felt him pull away and pouted slightly, before your eyes widened when you felt his lips against yours. His kiss was gentle and his lips were soft, a stark comparison to his usual self. He reached behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he continued kissing you. After a few minutes, he pulled away from you and looked at you, sighing in relief as you smiled sweetly up at him. “Do you have any clue how long I’ve been wanting to tell you that?” He asked, watching as you giggled softly. “Sorry, it’s just so odd for you to lose your cool like this, it’s cute.” You mused, reaching up and cupping his face in your hands. Diluc felt his face heat up as you held him there gently, before putting his hands over yours and gently grasping them. He brought one of them to his lips and kissed the back of your palm as his eyes locked with yours. His gaze was soft and filled with gentle adoration for you. “I never thought I would fall for someone like you, but here we are, and never shall I regret it.” He mumbled, pulling you close yet again. You were going to have to work on touch with him, since he seemed to love it so much, but for now, you both held each other there, basking in one another’s presence.

I had to write something for this, it was too good to miss out on. I tried not to make it suck but I was pressed for time so apologies for any mistakes.

Warnings: fem!reader

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Capitano was surprised to say the least when he found out that you were the one he was to marry. Sure, you were very polite, and a well mannered individual, but you were also very scared of him at first. You mostly kept to yourself, and only spoke to him when it was absolutely necessary. However, Capitano didn’t want that to be the life that you both lived. He wanted to know you as more than just the woman who was forced to marry him, but he did not show it easily. Instead, after many nights spent pondering what to do, he found that you’d decided to take the initiative to get to know him better first.

It started with you timidly inviting him to the library in the manor to do paperwork while you read. You would always sit at least a foot away from him, but that soon morphed into half of a foot, and then right next to him. You were trying to get close to him, and Capitano was always grateful for the effort you put into doing so. In return, he would also try to spend more time with you and open up about his line of work. He didn't want there to be any problems in your relationship, so he refused to lie about his work.

During one such "meeting" in the library, you were reading when Capitano gently wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you into his lap. "I want you to be close to me, if you don't mind." he spoke softly at this time. This was the green light you had been waiting for, a sign that you could be more tactile with him, and you gladly used it to your advantage. You leaned back against his chest and continued to read, before reaching for one of his hands and gently taking it into your own. "I'm glad that you like touch, I was starting to get worried that you might not want to be close to me." You voiced. You couldn’t help but smile as you continued to speak. “If I may, I’m glad that you decided to join me. the first time I asked, I thought that you’d say no and then leave, but you didn’t. That’s why I wanted to continue this, because I wanted to get to know you more, and I knew I had the chance to get to know you more.” you confessed, your cheeks turning pink as the words left your mouth. Capitano sat behind you wordlessly, but he squeezed your hand gently, confirming that he’d heard you. “I am also glad that you continued to ask me to join you. Unfortunately, I am not the best when it comes to words. In fact, I was under the impression that you were not very fond of me and my company until you started inviting me to spend more time with you.” he explained, looking down at you as he spoke. “Oh, I see. Here I was thinking that you didn’t like me very much, either, and only married me because of my parents’ standing in Her Majesty’s court.” you said, your gaze crestfallen at the idea of that being the real reason behind your matrimony. However, Capitano shook his head, turning you around to face him. “I promise that that isn’t the case. If I were looking for someone with greater standing in the Tsaritsa’s court, I would have married someone else.” he tried to make his words sound at least somewhat comforting, but he knew he had done well to comfort you when your shoulders seemed to slouch and your posture relaxed. The rest of that evening was spent in relative silence, with your husband sitting behind you as you read the book you’d chosen from the library.

From then on, your little “meetings” were mostly spent talking to one another. Capitano was surprised that you could be so chatty, but he was glad for it in a way. You helped him deal with conversations, and you were glad to see that he always responded to the questions you asked about his work. Even when the answers themselves seemed brutal and ever so slightly cruel, he never dissuaded you from talking to him. Every time he had to leave for a mission now, instead of leaving an empty and cold house, he left your warmth and your loving gaze. He had come to find out that you also liked to draw, and drew people on occasion. Capitano always wondered if you had ever drawn him, and eventually asked you if you had. It was with the brightest smile he’d ever seen you give him that you showed him the picture you’d drawn of him. You knew not to draw his actual face, having only seen it once, but not until he made sure you understood that you were to never tell or show anyone what his face looked like under the black helmet he wore. You had agreed then, and still respected his wishes even now. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him, keeping you in his warm hold. You giggled softly, leaning back against him and then showing him a few more drawings. You were both interrupted by a knock at the door, and you watched as Capitano’s body stiffened. He quickly looked you up and down before nodding, getting up and helping you to your feet. “What’s wrong? Why are you so stiff?” you asked. “I forgot to tell you that the other Harbingers are here to discuss the situation in Inazuma, and our upcoming plans for Sumeru. I neglected to inform you of this, and I deeply apologize for such things, because they will be staying the night here.” he specified. You nodded softly, taking his hand as you followed him to the foyer.

You had to sit in the lounge during the meeting, but immediately rose from your place on one of the comfortable plush chairs the moment the door to the meeting room opened. Each of the Harbingers exited, with Capitano taking the back of the group and closing the door to the room with a faint click. You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his bicep, leaning against him. You were reminded of the other people in the room when you heard one of the other Harbingers speak. “Oh? Who, pray tell, Captain, is this?” questioned a man with black hair and glasses. His eyes were closed, and he wore a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. “This is my wife, (Y/N).” Capitano answered gruffly. It was obvious that he didn’t want you here with these people, but it seemed that the other Harbingers had plans of their own. You were soon swarmed with questions from Childe, the only thing holding Capitano back from killing him being Pierro. You eventually answered all of them, chatting with them about what their lines of work entailed in the Fatui. “So, enough about us, what about you? I never expected Capitano’s wife to be so outgoing like you are.” Arlecchino voiced, her deep red gaze transfixed on you. you looked at her before speaking. “Actually, our marriage was-” a pair of arms encircling your waist interrupted you, and you looked back to find Capitano. “You ought to retire for the night, I shall join you shortly after this.” he spoke. “Oh, alright, have a wonderful night, everyone.” you called, waving to the Harbingers as you retreated up the winding stairs to your bedroom on the second floor of the mansion. You changed out of your day clothes and took a shower, before changing into your nightgown and crawling into the bed. About ten minutes later, Capitano opened the door slowly, closing it as gently as he could. He quickly got in the shower as well and then changed into his night clothes as well. You felt his arms wrap around you yet again, and looked back at him as you turned around to face him. His helmet had been set down on the nightstand, and his uniform hung by the door on its rack. Your arms snaked around his neck as you spoke. “I love you.” you whispered, causing his eyes to widen ever so slightly in the flickering light of the lamp you kept on your bedside. Capitano closed his eyes and thought for a moment, before gently tilting your chin up and pressing his lips against yours in a kiss. You tensed up slightly, having never been kissed by him before, but melted into his embrace soon after. Though he did not say anything, you could tell that, in his heart, he loved you as well. You drifted off like that, holding onto him as sleep took you over. Just before Capitano fell asleep, he spoke softly to your own sleeping form. “I love you, too, my dear.” he whispered, closing his eyes and nodding off soon after.

One of my favorite things to think about with Capitano is an arranged marriage with a reader who is initially very shy, quiet, and kinda scared of him. But the more they get to know him and spend time with him, they get much more louder and excited and talk a lot- Capitano is taken aback by this change of behavior and frankly surprised because absolutely no one acts like this with him which leaves him unsure of what to do. He didn't expect you to open up like this and do stuff like grab onto his arm so casually - but he's not complaining. He likes to let you do what you want, it's rather endearing.

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~What I WON’T write~

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Incest

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~Characters I write for~

Diluc, Kaeya, Aether, Childe, Dainsleif, Zhongli, Xiao, Itto, Gorou, Thoma, Ayato, Kazuha, Tighnari, Cyno, Alhaitham, Dottore, Capitano, Pantalone, Pierro, Heizou, Enjou, Jebrael, Huffman, Neuvilette, Wriothesley

If there is a character that isn’t listed, and you want to request something for them, then please do ask!

hops in to drop a small scenario Helluuu ! I hope it's alright to drop this in ;u ;/ I know you wrote a recent Childe request and I hope this is alright to send aah!

Okay okay so… Childhood friends to lovers trope bHFJVbHJ I was thinking what if they were best pals as kids, even before the abyss incident, and reader is often the one that seems "protective" of him? (especially after that incident tbh) Before he was sent to the fatui, they promised to always protect him even if he'll be far away and probably much stronger than them.

Fast forward, eventually, they reunite! Reader is noticeably different in terms of their personality, being much shyer (??) and quiet, however, they're so happy to see him again!

They seem as if they can't fight enemies and is generally weak. However, when Childe was in a very rough situation with a mission, they managed to help him out and possibly save him. <3

I know this is . probably a wack scenario I thought i'd send this in bhjBHFJ

Pinky Promise (Childe x reader)

Notes:Omg anon this is one of my favorite tropes. This scenario is beautiful, and I hope I did it justice!

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Warnings: blood, mentions of death, spoilers for Childe's real name

Childe remembered when you and him were just kids, running around Morepesok together and holding hands whenever you two would ice skate with one another. You’d been the only friend he’d had back in his home town, and he cherished you very much. He would always ask you to go ice fishing with him, and you brought snacks whenever you joined him and his father. You two would share a scarf whenever you went out into town with your parents. “Can Ajax go with us?” You’d always ask.

However, that all changed when he was eleven years old, when he fell into the abyss the one time you were at home with a fever. You had to rest to get better, and he was going to look for a way to make you feel better. He fell in, emerging again into the bright light of day three days later, but for him, it was three months. Gone was the urge to walk around in the safety of home, and soon emerged the urge to protect you. He wanted to keep you safe, so whenever someone went too close to you with bad intentions, they soon were laying on the ground, covered in scratches and cuts.

Eventually, unable to tolerate his violent behavior, Childe’s father enlisted him in the Fatui when he reached the age of fifteen. That was all well and good, but you having to move away to Liyue because your father got a job there wasn’t.

He had never been one for tears, even when he was injured or scared and alone, but he remembered vividly crying his eyes out when you told him you had to leave. “I’ll try to visit, I promise, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to very often.” You had said, wrapping your arms around him as he let the tears fall. “I’ll see you again, I promise.” He swore, before pulling away and wiping his eyes on his sleeve, only to again pull you close as he hugged you again. “I promise you, (Y/N).” He whispered. You gently smiled up at him, holding out your pinky. “Pinky promise?” You asked. Ajax laughed slightly, before taking your pinky with his.

“Pinky promise.”

That was well over three years ago, but you still had hope. You loved the warm weather that Liyue provided, and on top of that, Celestia had looked upon you with favor and blessed you with a Pyro Vision, which you earned by fending off several hordes of Hilichurls, which were attacking Quingce Village at the time. You saw one of them attack your mother, and rage had filled you to your core as you launched yourself at it with a fiery rage that ended up burning most of them down in one strike. The elderly there practically thought of you as their own grandchild, sometimes giving you treats and small trinkets whenever you visited them. You’d also recently made a new acquaintance, who went by the name Zhongli. He was a funeral consultant for the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, but he was also a wellspring of knowledge on anything and everything having to do with Liyue’s history. You were glad that he was willing to tell you about it, too, because you’d finished your education at a Liyuean school. One afternoon, you were eating at Third Round Knockout when someone sat next to you. “I’ll have a fire water if you have any, boss, and one for my friend, here.” The man said, you thought he was talking about someone else, so it came as a surprise when the bartender handed the fire water to you. Your head snapped up as you went to ask the man to not bother, but then you saw who it was, and your eyes widened as you looked up at two beautiful deep ocean blue ones. “Ajax.” You breathed. “Hey there, mind if I take a seat next to you?” He asked, causing you to nod. “It’s been ages, what are you doing here? Have you been deployed here? Am I not supposed to be talking to you? Are you-” He put his hands on your shoulders to stop you. “You might get in trouble. What if there’s a Harbinger here?” You asked, causing him to laugh. He leaned in close and lowered his voice to a whisper as he spoke. “The only Harbinger here is me, (Y/N).” He said, pulling away as you looked at him. “What rank?” You asked. “Eleventh, I’m, unfortunately, the weakest, but I’ll eventually get stronger, just wait and see.” He said, smiling proudly at you.

The two of you got caught up with each other over drinks, chatting the evening away. Before you knew it, you had to get home to your family in Quingce, and stood hurriedly to leave. Childe gently caught your arm and spoke. “Let me walk you back home, I insist.” He offered, gently taking your hand into his. You smiled softly, nodding, before leading him out of the harbor.

You two walked and talked, speaking about everything and nothing, like the two of you were fourteen all over again. However, that changed when two Stonehide Lawachurls attacked both of you. You and him jumped back before he spoke. “Get behind me, I got this.” He said, running at them as he put his mask over his face and transformed into Foul Legacy. You watched as he kept hitting them, but that only did so much. You watched him get thrown backward by one of them, and let your Vision guide you as you all but tore them apart with your Claymore. After they finally were dead at your feet, you turned back to Ajax. “Come on, let’s go. I don’t want to get home later than we already are.” You said, helping him up. He was astonished that you were that strong. He shook it off and continued walking with you, until the two of you arrived at Quingce Village as the sun's last rays started to fade in the sky. "Sorry it took us so long to get here, I lost track of time talking to you back at the harbor." you apologized, looking up at him when he said nothing. "What's with the look you're giving me? Is there something wrong?" you asked, seeing his suddenly soft gaze lingering on you. "Can I tell you something?" he asked, causing you to nod. He took a deep breath before meeting your gaze as he spoke. "I-" "(Y/N), there you are! Why are you back so late?!" you heard your mother yelling as she stormed up to you, clearly very angry at your tardy arrival back home, before her facial expression changed when she saw Ajax. "Ah, Mrs. (L/N), it's a pleasure to see you again!" he exclaimed, waving enthusiastically at your mother. "Hold on, Ajax, is that you? Archons above, what in Teyvat are you doing here?" she asked, a bright smile making its way onto her face. "Oh, me and (Y/N) here were catching up over drinks back in the harbor, before they said that they had to come back here. Of course, I insisted on walking them home to make sure that they were safe." he replied. "Oh, thank goodness, and thank you." she said. "Well, I do have to get going, since my flat is all the way back in the harbor." he said, pointing his thumb behind him. "Oh, nonsense, please stay the night, I insist. I'm sure that my husband will be so happy to see you again, since he and your father were close friends before we moved here." she offered. Perfect, I can still tell them. He thought to himself. Over the past few years you were away from Snezhnaya, he had many chances to think of you and how he felt about you. He always felt warm and fuzzy inside whenever he recalled the moments he spent with you, and over time, he realized that he'd developed feelings for you. He embraced these feelings, and wanted to share them with you. Regardless of your answer, he wanted you to know how he felt. In his eyes, there were priorities he wanted to accomplish, like serving the Tsaritsa, and conquering the world. However, those fell far short of winning your heart and having a life with you in it. You had never made him feel like an outcast, and you had accepted him and remained his friend even after he returned from the abyss, but he wanted to be so much more than just friends. He was dragged from his thoughts when he heard your mother call for him to follow her and you to your home, and gave a wide grin before jogging to catch up to the two of you.

The moment he set foot in your home, he felt at ease. The furniture looked comfortable, and there was a coat rack by the door, where he hung his gray overshirt when he walked in. You noticed the scars on his arms from what you assumed were countless fights, and then noticed his gaze on you as he spoke. "I'll tell you what I was about to say later, ok?" he asked, receiving a nod from you in response. "Honey, you'll never guess who (Y/N) ran into today in Liyue Harbor!" your mother called, walking into the kitchen to find your father cooking dinner. He and your mother took turns cooking, since their work schedules were arranged to where they could take turns. He remembered how good both of your parents' cooking was, and the recipes that they both used for different dishes. "Who?" your father asked, causing Ajax to peek his head out from around the corner. "Hey there!" he said, waving. "My goodness, is that who I think it is? Ajax, it's been a while, how are things back home?" he asked, setting down the spoon he was using to stir the food he was making and wiping his hands on his apron. "Things have been good, although I've been away from home for about three months now. However, my father did say that he gives his salutations to you and your family, sir." he said, causing your father to sigh. "How is that fool, anyways?" he asked. "Same as always, you know how he is." he laughed. "Ah, yes, come and have a seat, dinner is almost ready." he said. "Let me help with setting the table then, yeah? Even if I am a guest, our families have known each other for a while now." he offered. "Sure, the silverware and the plates are over there. Here, (Y/N), could you show him where they are?" he asked, causing you to nod. You walked over and pointed up to the cabinet where the plates were. It was only when Ajax leaned over you, his chest pressed against your back, that you realized how much taller he was than you. He looked down as he grabbed the plates and smiled at you. "A mora for your thoughts?" he asked, causing you to shake your head. "It's nothing, just thinking about the fact that you used to be the same height as me, and now you're a human tree in comparison." you observed. "Seriously, that's what you're thinking about?" he asked, causing you to nod, laughing. "Yeah, I let the intrusive thoughts win." you said, scratching the back of your head. The two of you set the table together, and you sat next to him once you were done. Your mother sat next to you and your father served the food, before taking a seat next to her. Ajax took a bite of the food and smiled, humming to himself. "It's delicious as always, sir." he said, looking over at your father. You ate in relative silence, which your mother seemed to notice along with Childe, but neither pointed it out. "Anyways, what job was it that you moved here to take?" he asked, his blue eyes glancing over at you as he spoke. "Ah, I got a job working for the Feiyun Commerce Guild. I help manage the inventory of one of the warehouses." he replied. He nodded, before going back to eating. "Oh, I completely forgot that we're renovating the guest room, and we're still waiting for the couch to get here, so you'll have to use a futon if you don't mind, dear." your mother said, looking over at Childe. "I've slept on the floor before, and I can confirm that a futon is much better than that." he said, chuckling. You, meanwhile, looked him up and down. He was taller and much stronger, that was made obvious by the fact that he now had quite a muscular figure. "Hmm, now about where you would sleep. The living room won't do, since we walk all over the floor, and the guest room is, again, under renovation. You could sleep-" "You could stay in my room if you'd like." you offered, causing your father to whip around and look at you, glaring over in your direction. "Let me finish. It would be rude of him to stay in your room, and we used to have sleepovers as kids all the time, it wouldn't be awkward for either of us, and besides, I think he knows to respect others' space by now." you explained.

Your mother and your father shared a look, before she sighed, tugging on your father's sleeve. "I say we let them. It's not like he's a bad person, we've known him for a large part of his life." she reassured him, causing him to sigh. "Fine, but you better keep your hands to yourself." he said, glaring at Ajax, who held up his hands. "I wasn't going to. I would never do that, I think we both know that, sir." he said, lowering them when he nodded. "(Y/N), can I talk to you for a minute on the porch?" your mother asked, causing you to nod. Your father turned to look at Childe as he spoke. "So, I can tell you like them. How long have you been planning this?" he asked. "Funny thing about that, I didn't even know where in Liyue your family was, so I didn't really plan this at all. In fact, I don't have any nightclothes to wear to sleep, to show you how unprepared I was to stay the night." he said. "Relax, even if I do have feelings for them, it's not very likely they feel the same, after saying all of that stuff to get you to agree to let me stay in their room. And you know me well enough to know that I would never do anything to them that they wouldn't want me to do, you have my word on that." he promised. "Fine, I'll let you stay in their room, but if you do something to them while they're asleep, then I'll... I'll..." he trailed off when he saw the look in Ajax's eyes. "I promise I won't, and I never break my promises. You can ask anyone you want, but the statement holds true regardless of who you ask." he said, taking his plate to the sink and washing it. "Good, glad we had this chat. I'm going to get you something to wear to sleep, and then I'm going to bed. If I'm not out here when they both get back inside, then tell my wife I'm in bed when she gets back." he said, walking to the master bedroom. "Alright, I will." he replied, watching him disappear down the hall. He waited to make sure he was gone, before going to the porch door and hiding out of sight, but within earshot of your conversation.

"...wish he would feel the same." was what he caught, before peeking around to see that you were crying. he wanted to console you, but he wanted to know what you were distressed about. "Well, tell him. If he doesn't feel the same, then so be it. Regardless of what happens, you'll still be there for each other, and that's what matters." your mother said. "But it's Ajax, and I don't want him to feel weird about it, and, Archons, why does this have to be so difficult?" you asked yourself. Meanwhile, said man's face was bright red. He quickly went back to the table and calmed himself down, watching as your father brought back a set of pajamas from his room. "They should fit, but if not, then tell me. I'm sure I have something for you to wear in my wardrobe." he said, causing him to nod. You finally walked back in, and he feigned surprise as he saw the tears rolling down your face. "Oh, hey, are you ok? What happened?" he asked. You shook your head, whispering that you'd tell him later. "Ok, here, why don't you get upstairs and get your things rearranged so that I don't see anything I'm not supposed to. Then I'll come in and you can tell me what's on your mind, ok?" he asked, causing you to nod. You slowly walked upstairs, and he waited until he heard your door shut to turn around. "I can take it from here if you two would like." he said, causing your mother to nod. She was walking away with your father when she stopped and turned around. "Ajax?" she asked. "Hm?" he turned to look at her. "Take care of them, I mean it." she said, receiving a nod from him in reply.

You had just finished tidying up your room when you heard a knock on the door. "You can come in, I'm done cleaning." you said, watching the door open to reveal Childe wearing a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeve nightshirt. It was a little tight, and he looked slightly uncomfortable, but he didn't show whether or not he was, and set the futon he had with him on the floor beside your bed. "So, you wanna talk now?" he asked, looking over at you. "How about you first?" you asked, looking over at him. "Ok, ok, fair enough. I was the one who said I'd speak later first." he said, chuckling softly. He got up and sat on your bed, before holding out his hand for you to take. You put your hand in his, watching as he lifted it to his lips and kissed the back of your palm. "Do you have any clue what you do to me? For years I've been pining after you, thinking about you nonstop while we were apart. It took me a while to figure out why, but I eventually realized that it was because I've fallen hopelessly and deeply in love with you, and I don't think I ever want to stop falling." he said, placing your hand against his face as he smiled warmly at you. He watched as tears welled up in your eyes and you all but fell against him. "Thank goodness, I was so worried that you would reject me if I told you I loved you back." you whispered, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tightly. You buried your face in his chest as he spoke. "Not that I'm complaining about the fact that you're this close to me, but this nightshirt is very uncomfortable, and I'm starting to sweat." he said, watching as you wiped your eyes and laughed. He thought to keep the nightshirt on, but decided against it, and pulled it over his head before throwing it on the floor. Just as he was tugging it over his head, he saw that you were staring at the scars on his chest. "What's got you staring so hard, huh?" he asked, tilting your face up to where you were looking directly at him. Your face reddened as you looked up at him. "It's nothing, I just didn't expect you to actually take your shirt off." you said, casting your gaze to the side. He studied your face for a minute, before pressing his forehead against yours and closing his eyes. "Can I kiss you?" he asked suddenly, causing you to freeze up. You sighed shakily, relaxing under his warm touch. You nodded softly, and he gently held your face in his hands as the light of the moon bathed the two of you in silver. He slowly leaned in before pressing his lips against yours, kissing you gently as he held you there. "I'd say that this is the perfect way to end a long day, don't you?" he asked, wrapping his arms around your waist and falling on his back against the bed. He got under the covers with you and held you close to him, looking down at you as he spoke. "From now on, I promise to love you, no matter what happens, ok?" he asked, causing you to smile up at him. Just as you closed your eyes and started drifting off, you decided to speak. "Pinky promise?" you asked, holding up your pinky for him to take. Ajax smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead as he drifted off, but still took your pinky in his own and spoke.

"Pinky promise."