Hello :D May I Request A Quiet Or Slightly Shy Reader Teaching Childe How To Use His Bow? Childe Has

Hello :D may I request a quiet or slightly shy reader teaching Childe how to use his bow? Childe has never seen them use a bow either so he gets surprised when they help him a lot. ùwú

Of course, anon. This was so fun to write tbh. It’s kinda short but anyways, enjoy!

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"You're holding it too far to the left, you're going to shoot it left if you keep holding your bow like that."

Those were the first words you said to him on the day of your date with him, which was supposed to be in Liyue Harbor. He had made a last minute change of plans, and invited you to take a walk with him through the mountains instead.

"What do you mean? This is always how I've shot a bow." he chided. "Yes, hence why your bow skills are still lacking." you said. Ajax looked over at you and sighed, watching as you fidgeted with the smooth river stone on your necklace. it was a nervous habit of yours that he'd picked up on over his years of dating you. It wasn't that you were nervous about talking to him, far from it, in fact. You were nervous about his skills failing him and costing him his life on the battlefield. Just thinking about him not coming back to you one day scared you. "Alright, show me how you shoot then, since you’re the expert and all." he sarcastically remarked. Although you'd never shown him, your skills with a bow were exemplary. You were considered to be one of the best sharp shooters in Liyue. You grabbed the bow and aimed carefully, closing your non-dominant eye and thinking for all of two seconds as your body practically melted into the bow. It seemed to become a part of you as you nocked an arrow and shot it, sending it flying through the air before it hit the dead center of the target. You turned to look back at your boyfriend, who stared at you slack jawed. Ajax walked over to you and wrapped you up in his arms, tangling his fingers in your hair as he pulled you close and slammed his lips against yours. “If I’d known you were struggling to use a bow, I would have helped teach you, Ajax.” You mumbled, putting your hands on his shoulders as you looked to the side. “Why didn’t you tell me you knew how to properly shoot a bow like that?” He asked, pulling away slightly. “I don’t really know. Do you want me to teach you?” You asked, looking up at him. “Yes, I’m struggling with using a bow if I’m being honest.” He admitted, scratching the back of his head. “Alright then, I’ll show you how I do it first.” You said, picking up another arrow from the quiver at your feet. You demonstrated the steps you went through before setting the bow back down and standing up.

"Now then, your turn. Pick up the bow." you commanded, silently watching as he did as you told him. "Relax your shoulders. your rigid posture is what's causing you to aim to the left." you advised. Childe slowly relaxed his shoulders and held the bow more naturally. "Now then, keep a firm grip on the bow handle. you don't want the arrow to miss because of a bad grip, do you?" you asked, listening to him as he chuckled softly. "Point taken, now what?" he asked, watching as you smiled softly. "Nock an arrow, you goof. What else are you going to shoot?" you joked, laughing softly. Ajax looked at you and laughed with you, grabbing an arrow and getting back into the position he was in before. "Do I look good?" he asked, smirking back at you. You huffed softly, shaking your head. "Shut up and aim." you retorted, watching as he did so. Childe looked at the target and closed his non-dominant eye, aiming and shooting the arrow. He hit barely into the second ring of the target, but he cheered when he saw that he actually hit it. "I did it. I finally did it!" he cheered, looking over at you. "That deserves a kiss, don't you think?" he teased, causing you to look to the side as your face went slightly red. You almost timidly leaned forward and pressed your lips against his, before pulling away and taking your bow back. As you did so, he gently grabbed your wrist and turned you to face him. “How did I get so lucky to have you?” He thought out loud, wrapping his arms around your torso. “I- um- mph!” He didn’t wait for you to answer before kissing you again, falling back onto the soft grass below as he held you close to him. “Ajax, are you ok?” You asked, eyes wide with worry. He nodded, a bright smile on his freckled face. You would have scolded him if it weren’t for the look he gave you. His blue eyes seemed to swallow you whole as he gazed at you with so much love. “I love you.” He whispered, his voice heavy with emotion. You smiled softly before pressing your lips against his yet again. “I love you too, Ajax.” You replied, your hands reaching up to hold his face. The two of you stayed like that for a while, silently holding onto each other and talking the day away together.

Miso Soup (Thoma x reader)

Notes: I decided to write for Thoma today because I’ve never written for him before so sorry if it’s not exactly all that great but I hope you enjoy!

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Thoma was a busy man during the day, and rarely got a day off. When he wasn’t helping Ayato with his tasks, he was accompanying Ayaka around Inazuma and helping her. However, he had the next week off for vacation, and he wanted to spend it with you. He dropped by Komore Teahouse and got Taroumaru, before going back to your shared home with him. When he got to the house, he saw that you were cooking dinner, humming softly to yourself as you stirred the Miso Soup you were making. You heard the door close and turned to see your husband walking over to you. “Hey, what’re you making? It smells delicious.” He asked, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you. “It’s Miso Soup, and it should almost be ready if you want to go clean up and change into something more comfortable.” You replied, reaching one of your hands up and running your fingers through his hair. He sighed deeply, leaning further against you as he let you play with his hair. After a few minutes, you pulled your hand away and he grumbled a little bit from the loss of touch. He then pulled back and nodded at you, walking to your shared bedroom and changing out of his work clothes. He then changed into something more comfortable and walked back out to the kitchen. You took the pot off of the stove and got a ladle, before grabbing two bowls and two sets of cutlery from the cabinet and drawers. You were about to serve the soup when Thoma gently caught your hands as you reached for the ladle and a bowl. “Let me, you cooked tonight.” He coaxed, watching as you sat at the table before he served you a bowl and got a bowl of Miso Soup for himself as well. He then sat at the table beside you and took a bite of the soup, humming softly to himself at the taste. “Thank you for cooking tonight, it’s so good, (Y/N).” He said, looking at you as the two of you ate. “You’re welcome, I know how stressful work can be for you sometimes.” You replied, finishing your bowl and walking back over to the pot to put the leftover soup in a container. You then put it in the icebox and closed it, before going back over to where Thoma was seated. He finished his soup and took the dishes over to the sink to clean them, before he walked with you to the bedroom and watched as you got under the covers. He joined you shortly after, pulling you close to him and wrapping his arms around you. He usually would talk to you before bed, telling you about his day and going on about what he did, but tonight, he was silent, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck as he sighed deeply. “Thoma, is everything alright?” You asked, looking at him and watching as he slowly pulled away from your warmth. “I just missed you today, that’s all.” He replied, hugging you slightly tighter. You returned his embrace and leaned against him, feeling drowsy from the comforting warmth he provided. “G’night, Thoma, I love you.” You mumbled sleepily, drifting off in his arms. He looked down at you and gently pressed his lips against your forehead before he spoke. “Good night, (Y/N), I love you too.” He whispered, closing his eyes and falling asleep with you nestled comfortably in his arms.

Hey there!

Hello! I just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Lauren. I write for Genshin Impact and I take requests as well. I hope that you enjoy my content and feel comfortable reading my stuff! Feel free to drop a request in the ask box (when it’s open) and if not, then feel free to chat with me!

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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."

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.

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