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aA can I make a small request of Childe and a shy S/O who's quiet/not so vocal in bed? Well, they'd make some sounds but they're quiet. Those two have had their intimate moments together but it's usually always Childe that's initiating it. So one day they're the one initiating it for the first time, but since they're shy... They're far too embarrassed to ask. Ignoring their 'problem' isn't going to help either, so they try to figure out how to ask him or get his attention... They get noticeably clingy and flustered, holding onto him whilst trying to figure out how to ask.

But Childe figures it out and did notice their behavior. =^)

I'm not sure if you're okay with this but I hope you'll have a good day!!

Hello anon! I’m glad you like my writing and of course! Childe is such a fun character to write for tbh. Anyways, enjoy!

Warnings: NSFW, sub! reader, creampie, tried to keep it gn! so let me know if there's any mistakes with pronouns or anatomy!

NSFW below, Minors DNI, by scrolling down past this point, you have chosen to read the content below of your own accord!

In your time dating Ajax, he’d always been the flirty and dominant one in your relationship. That worked just fine for you, with him seeming to choose the times you were also in the mood to ask you if the two of you could go somewhere less… public. He was very attentive to your needs and wants, which you thankfully didn’t have to voice most of the time. You weren’t the best with communicating those things since you were usually quiet and reserved. However, this time was different.

Childe had been at work for the past two weeks without so much as visiting you or taking much of a break. You were worried about him, yes, but you were also getting very needy for him as of late, too. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the time for the moment, but promised that he’d give you all the love and affection you could ever ask for once his schedule was freed up a little more. Thankfully, it was now, for the next two weeks with Lantern Rite going on in Liyue, but things usually stopped at cuddles and light kisses, and you didn’t know how to ask him to go further. You didn’t want to fumble your words or say something dumb, so you simply… didn’t. You didn’t utter a single word whenever his hands went a little too low for it to be considered an accident. You didn’t say a thing when he would kiss your neck or have his hands under your shirt. He was teasing you, and you didn’t have the wherewithal to say anything. You’d tried everything to get him to understand that you wanted him, but he pretended not to notice. Little did you know, he had been planning this for a while. He wanted you to ask him, even if only once, to do something to you. He understood that you were shy, but everyone can talk if they’re either coaxed enough or pushed far enough, and he chose the ladder. It was on a rainy day in Liyue harbor that he watched you walk up to him, gently tapping him on the shoulder and waiting for him to stop reading the book he was reading. “Hm? Oh, hey. What is it? You look a bit nervous.” He said, a teasing lilt to his voice as lust swam in the deep depths of his ocean blue eyes. “I- I um…” you froze up like you usually did, not able to go further. “Ooh, can I guess?” He asked, causing you to nod. “Do you need some water? You look kind of thirsty.” He said, causing you to shake your head. “You want something?” He asked, causing you to nod with a hopeful smile on your face. “Well, what do you want?” He asked, watching as your smile turned nervous again. “I want… I…” you bit your lip and then finally looked up at him. “You.” You replied, your voice barely above a whisper when you spoke. He thought to tease you further, but when he saw the prominent red hue your face had taken on, he decided against it. “Aww, why didn’t you say so?” He asked, laughing as you glared up at him. “Alright, I’m kidding, come on.” He said, leading you upstairs.

You were grateful he'd stopped trying to make you be more assertive, and instead decided to just let you do your own thing like he usually did. "You want me to take care of you?" he asked, causing you to nod. He hummed softly, picking you up and immediately helping to undress you. You, finally deciding to be a little more bold, slowly started unbuttoning his shirt, before lowering your hands as you looked at his scarred chest. You always loved to trace over them after a long night shared between the two of you. Ajax finished undressing you and finally laid you down against the mattress once he'd finished undressing himself. You sighed softly when your back hit the bed, watching as he gently grabbed one of your hands and kissed your knuckles. His other hand made its way further downward as he started to play with your hole, slipping his fingers in and scissoring them to prep you. You whined softly as he pulled them out when he was sure you were ready, smirking down at you as you gazed back up at him through eyes half lidded and glazed over with lust. "Ajax, please." you whispered, causing him to smile softly. "Ok, I've been teasing you enough today, anyway." he said, before he positioned himself against your entrance and slowly slid in, causing you to flinch slightly and shut your eyes tightly from the burn of him stretching you out even further. "Hah~ so tight- shit." he whispered, pressing his lips hotly against your neck as you tried to relax. You shuddered softly as he kept kissing your bare neck and shoulders, whimpering and sighing against his mouth when he finally kissed you on your lips. Ajax slowly slid the rest of the way in until his hips were pressed fully against yours, looking down at you with a much gentler gaze now. "There we go, just relax, I've got you." he reassured, smoothing his hands up your hips and pressing his forehead against yours. You nodded before feeling him start to gently roll his hips against yours so as not to hurt you. You couldn't help but moan softly as he started a slow pace, his thrusts gaining rhythm quickly as he made you a mess of quiet whimpers and moans. You reached up and tangled your hands in his hair, pulling him down to kiss him. He gladly accepted, kissing you back and pouring his love and adoration into each movement of his hips against yours. You moaned a little louder when he hit your sweet spot, your hips jolting upwards before he held them down. Childe slowly kept going, grinding himself against that one spot that made you clench around him and moan loudly. "Hnn~ o-oh, right th-there- Ahhn~! Ajax, please~!" you cried, tears beading in the corners of your eyes and slowly rolling down your face as he thumbed them away and kept moving. You felt the knot in your lower abdomen get tighter, grinding your hips up into his as he met your thrusts half way, his pace getting sloppier as he tried to hold himself back long enough to let you cum first. "Come on, let go, I know you want to." he breathed, kissing your neck again. "AhnNg~ m'cumming cumming- Ahhh~!" you moaned into his neck as you came, wrapping your legs around his waist as he kissed you gently, a stark contrast to the way he wildly slammed his hips into yours. Your eyes rolled back when he came, stuffing you full of his cum as he shot thick ropes of sticky white against your inner walls, gasping as you milked him for all he was worth. You kept his hips against yours as he kissed you again. "S-s'good- fuck- take it all." he groaned, as he stilled his hips against yours.

He panted and sighed once he'd calmed down a little, smoothing his hands up your back. "Did that feel good?" he asked, watching as you nodded in response. "Mhmm, felt s'good, m'tired. I wanna sleep." you said, kissing him on the neck as he looked down at you. Childe braced himself on one arm and held you still with the other, pulling out and watching as his cum gushed out of you and further soiled the sheets below. He paid that no mind as he picked you up and let you lean against him as you slept soundly in his arms. He carried you to the bathtub and slowly cleaned you up. He made sure that any marks he left on your body were properly cared for before he kissed your temple and wrapped you up in a fuzzy, warm towel. He then quickly went to change the sheets, before finishing drying you off and laying you down under the covers. He slipped in bed beside you and held you close, wrapping his arms around you as he drifted off to sleep as well.

Pantalone x Shy! Reader

Notes: After this was wasting away in my drafts for over a month, I finally got to post this. Enjoy, everyone!

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Out of all the treasures in Teyvat that the Tsaritsa could have gifted him, Pantalone truly meant it when he said that he struck gold with you. You were a very polite lady in Her Majesty’s court, if not a little shy at first. In fact, you were very distant during the first few months of your marriage. However, he knew that would change with time the longer you spent around him. Since he was so generous in deciding to help coax you out of your shell, he took the initiative and invited you to work with him one day.

You were in the bedroom when he approached you, setting his glasses on the nightstand and joining you under the covers. You kept to your side of the bed, so as not to infringe upon his personal space. However, he gently wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. “If you don’t mind, I would like to bring you with me to Zapolyarny Palace tomorrow while I work. Of course, only if you wish to join me.” He offered, his voice now lacking the condescending tone you heard him use with his subordinates. Not wanting to possibly anger him, you answered him. “Of course, husband.” You replied. He rolled you over to face him and gently tilted your chin up to where you were looking at him. Pantalone then hummed softly to himself before he spoke. “Why is it that you shy away from my touch whenever I give it? You’re always so apprehensive when you’re around me.” He asked. Your eyes widened slightly, before you looked to the side in embarrassment. “It’s because you’re very intimidating. You scare me a little, and I don’t know why you would want to be around me, anyway. I’m not the most social person, and I know that you tend to take advantage of any opportunity to benefit off of most others, so I’m worried about what you might do to me if I don’t do everything you say.” You confessed, causing him to frown slightly. “Know this, I will never take advantage of you in any way, shape, or form. The Tsaritsa trusted me enough to let me marry you, and she has never made a bad decision in terms of marriages. I will never do anything to you that would hurt you or make you lose trust in me, I promise you that.” He reassured you, leaning closer to you and pressing his lips against your forehead. “However, we’ll take things slow, and I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” He paused. “Which brings me back to the whole work thing. I still would like it if you could accompany me to the Palace tomorrow. It would certainly make work much less dull. But if not tomorrow, then perhaps next week?” He offered. You took a deep breath, looking up at your husband as you spoke. “I’ll go with you tomorrow. Besides, it’s been a while since I last saw the Palace.” You replied, pulling away from him and looking at him. “Then I suppose we should get some sleep. We’ll be getting up early tomorrow.” He mumbled, watching as you rolled over again and closed your eyes. Pantalone stayed awake for a few more minutes until your breathing had slowed and you were peacefully asleep, before closing his eyes and allowing himself to drift off to sleep.

The next day, Pantalone gently shook you awake, telling you to get up. You sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes, looking at him as you nodded. “Come on, I’ll help you pick something out to wear if you’d like.” He offered. You looked at him hesitantly, before nodding softly. He looked at the dresses you’d picked out, choosing the one that was your favorite color. He then walked to the vanity and picked out the necklace that he saw you wear the most, before picking out a matching pair of shoes and gloves. “Alright, do you like the things I chose?” He asked, receiving a nod from you in response. “I’ll leave you to change then. I’ll be waiting outside, so call me if you need me.” He said, leaving and shutting the door behind him. You quickly put on the dress and shoes, before picking up the necklace and trying to clasp it. You struggled with the clasp for a few minutes before giving up and calling for your husband. “Pantalone, would you come in here for a minute?” You called, watching as the door opened and he stepped into the room. “What is it?” He asked, before seeing that you were struggling to clasp the necklace. He walked behind you and fastened the chain around your neck, pulling away from you after he had done so. Pantalone then took one of your gloved hands into his own and led you down the stairs and out the door to the mansion.

When the two of you arrived at Zapolyarny Palace, Pantalone wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you down the maze of corridors that led to his office. As the two of you walked, you looked around you at the ornate designs on the walls and windows. You and Pantalone stopped at an office door and you watched as he fished a key out of the confines of his shirt, unlocking the door. He led you inside and sat at his desk, watching as you walked to the chair that was closest to him, right beside his desk. “If you get bored at any point, please do tell me.” He said, taking one of the papers from the pile on his desk and looking over it. He eventually got his pen and signed it with his signature, setting it to the side and grabbing another. You had brought a few books with you, and grabbed one of them, knowing that this would be a long day.

About an hour later, two people walked into the room and stood in front of Pantalone’s desk, displeased looks on their faces. “Regrator, would you mind explaining to this imbecile that I’m not allowing him to accompany me to Sumeru because he will destroy every ruin machine within a ten mile radius of us?” The older looking of the two asked. He had mint blue hair and a mask that covered his face, his body clad in the same white cloak that both your husband and the man beside him wore. “I won’t do that, and you know it. You just want me to stay out of the way because you’re hiding something.” The other man shot back. This one had ginger hair and blue eyes. A red mask sat on the side of his head as he spoke, bickering with the other man in front of your husband. After about two more minutes, Pantalone took a deep breath and sighed deeply, glancing at you apologetically before slamming his hands down on his desk as he spoke. “If you both don’t shut your mouths, I’m going to cut your funding for the next month! I don’t care what you decide, but Eleventh, it is ultimately The Doctor’s decision on whether you’re allowed to go to Sumeru with him or not.” He threatened, his voice holding a hint of malice. You jumped when he spoke, a soft squeak leaving you as you held up your book as a sort of self defense. Unfortunately, that brought their attention to you, both Harbingers staring you down. Dottore spoke first. “Who’s this lovely lady, Regrator?” He asked, striding over to you and taking your hand into his. He kissed the back of your hand and then let it fall back to your side. Suddenly, the floor was much more interesting than the man in front of you as you sat back down in your chair. Pantalone cleared his throat and glared at them before reluctantly answering them. “That is my wife, and this,” he said, gesturing to the two of them, “is a waste of my time. I have paperwork to do, and your petty argument isn’t helping me focus. Now get out and if you can’t stop, go bother The Jester, instead.” he grumbled, all but forcing them out the door and closing it behind them. He then cast a worried gaze at you. “Are you alright?” he asked, walking up to you and gently tugging you to your feet. you nodded, deciding to finally reciprocate his gestures and lean against him. “The loud noise startled me, and I was a bit surprised to see you so angry, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” you giggled softly, resting a hand against his chest as you looked up at him. Pantalone all but picked you up and carried you to his desk chair and sat down with you in his lap, your face turning red as you felt his arms wrap around your waist, his face hidden in your neck as he set his glasses on the desk. You were tense for a few seconds, but eventually relaxed in his embrace and let him hold you. “I’ll be done with this paperwork in a little while, and then we can go home.” He mumbled into your hair, before picking up his glasses and his pen. “What are the documents even about?” You asked, leaning back against his chest and kicking your legs out. “They’re mainly about the withdrawals and deposits that the Northland Bank is getting from each of us Harbingers. If you’re curious, then I’ll tell you that Dottore and Childe are the two that make withdrawals the most out of the eleven of us. They rarely pay them back in full, too.” He huffed slightly, putting his glasses back on as he started to write. “I must say, I think I prefer working in the office whenever you’re here with me. It helps me focus on my work instead of worrying about you.” He said, briefly looking down at you. You looked up and met his gaze with your own, reaching up and gently placing your hand against his cheek. Pantalone placed his hand over yours and leaned into your touch. “Then again, I suppose you can be a bit distracting, a sight for sore eyes.” he muttered. “But enough of that, I still have work to do, no matter how lovely it would be if I could only focus on you,” he continued, his embrace growing slightly more lax than before as he leaned down to where he was right beside your ear. “Do me a favor and stay here, I like being close to you like this.” he whispered, huffing in amusement when your face turned red and you nodded. Deciding to not further delay his work, Pantalone picked up his pen and started to read over the documents on his desk, occasionally explaining the purpose of some of them to you. You leaned against him and got comfortable, knowing that this day would be quite a long one, but you were ok with that. Your eyelids got heavier the more that you sat there in his lap, and you fought sleep as best you could. However, you couldn’t help gently tugging on your husband’s sleeve to get his attention. He seemed to know immediately what was going on, because he laughed softly before speaking. “You may rest easy, I’ll wake you when it’s time for us to leave.” he reassured you, smiling down at you as you spoke. “Thank you, I love you.” you mumbled drowsily. Pantalone’s hand stilled while in the middle of signing off on a document, but he set it down after a minute or two and looked down at you. “Do you mean it?” he asked, his voice lacking that sort of confident air he usually had. He was nervous. “Mhm, you’re constantly looking out for me, and you still keep me around even when I’ve been so hesitant to be around you since the start of our marriage. Of course I do.” you said, your sleepy confession being the last thing you said before looking up at him. “Anything else before I drift off?” you asked, expecting him to shake his head. Instead, he leaned forward and caught your lips in a gentle kiss, pulling away much too soon for your liking, but you weren’t about to complain. You leaned into the kiss, reciprocating it with equal tenderness before chasing his lips slightly when he pulled away. “Now then, you best take the chance to sleep while you have it, things get chaotic around lunch time.” he mused, causing you to nod. Oh, what a long day it would be, indeed.

At least you got to spend it with him.

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.

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.

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.

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.