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Diluc: i have been told that i'm too negative and hostile towards kaeya. so kaeya, if my tweets have offended you, i humbly apologize. i honestly didn't think you could read

Diona: hello everyone and welcome to the ‘fuck diluc club’ where we talk about how much we hate diluc. welcome to our newest member, donna

Donna, frantically trying to leave: so there’s been a misunderstanding

Diluc: do you ever think before you speak

Venti: yea i think “ha ha that’s funny” and then i say it

When you realize you and your brother are slightly similar to Diluc and Kaeya

I main Klee, and have a habit of setting everything around me on fire as a result. Both in and out of combat. Don't ask.

He mains Chongyun, and freezes everything in sight when he can.(also uses Amber and Fischl to blow up explosive barrels whenever I'm near them)

When he fights; Nuke everything, mild difficulty, or flat out NOPE

When I fight; Nuke everything, get wrecked, or RUN

He is 80% DONE with my sh*t

He's the semi-sane one

I am the gremlin child(more so than he his sometimes)

He is better at gaming then I will ever be.

I may or may not have managed to sneak by a camp of enemies on more than one occasion.

I am chaotic in the way of "If I kill it before it kills me I'm fine!"

He's chaotic in the way of *walks up to enemy* "DELETE!" *enemy dies, leaves the rest to under-leveled me*

He also finds it fun to walk up to a powerful enemy and say "Look a new friend!" Then lead it straight to me despite the 20 level difference.

Irl he wears all black all the time. As well as several layers.

He and Diluc have the same hair length.

He's an edge lord

Irl I wear sweaters and fuzzy robes a lot.

I am a bisexual disaster

In game we both have 0 trust in each other.

Because I know he will lead me headfirst into a trap if given the chance. I've fallen for this more than once.

Because he knows I would set everything around him on fire when given the chance. It's already happened once.

How we're different

When fighting together(and not busy messing with the other) we make a pretty good team.

He uses Chongyun and Xingqiu.

I use Klee and Beidou.

We wreck most things

Poor bosses lol

He kept me alive when I was struggling and gave me tips on how the f*ck to use artifacts.

If I am really struggling, he wrecks it.

We are able to go about 20 minutes without going at each others throats.

We have a semi stable relationship

Just Enough | Diluc (Genshin) x Traveler!Reader

✧ Summary: Between freeing Dvalin and pursuing the Geo Archon, you were constantly moving forward to find your brother with hardly a second to look back. You were in a rush to find your lost sibling, not realizing how your heart had stopped in Mondstadt. Visiting the city while waiting for things to die down after Rex Lapis’ death, you return to a… jealous Diluc?

➳ Spoilers for the Dark Knight Hero quest and some of the manga background ➳ Notes: lots of fluff, slight angst and jealousy, character development, mutual pining at one point, a long one-shot that covers the (1.0) beginning of the Liyue story  ➳ Navigation

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If he had only asked you to stay.

To say that these past few weeks were a blur would be a severe understatement. For months you were simply a lost wanderer, traveling from world to world for any sort of clue that could lead you to your brother.

And in just a matter of weeks you were suddenly Mondstadt’s hero.

From bringing peace to Dvalin’s heart to meeting Mondstadt’s infamous Dark-knight hero, you were familiarizing yourself with a people and a place for a world you knew you did not belong to. Learning of the history of the Seven Archons, the Gods’ of contracts or of freedoms, suddenly you were being thrust into it all at once.

You shared the burden of knowledge with a few of Mondstadt’s elite, the true God of Freedom walking in plain sight to the citizens of his nation. And with him, were the quick allies you found side-by-side when fighting a dragon. 

It was all happening so suddenly and Lord Barbatos himself was giving you directions to the next country over, to continue on your journey in meeting all seven Archons to Liyue. 

To this day, you could fondly recall your final celebration in Mondstadt.

“To think that despite his small stature he can drink so much.” Kaeya commented from his seat at the table, eyes slid in the direction of Venti at the bar next to you. You could see the impatient stare behind Diluc’s eyes, not at all happy that their God was indulging himself so freely.

“Honorary Knight, Mondstadt thanks you for your service.” Jean formally stated, for the nth time since Dvalin had been freed.

“I’m just glad I was at the right place at the right time.” You answered back, offering a placating smile in return.

“Humility doesn’t pay for dinner!” Paimon hmphed next to you.

“But aren’t we at a feast now?” You countered, gesturing to the table. 

She sighed again before moving to get a taste of some of the honey roasted ham. “Fine, don’t blame me when we have to settle into that poor excuse of a tent!”

“Please, do not feel you are in any rush to leave.” Jean offered, “You are welcome lodgings at our Favonius Headquarters.”

“With the other Knights of Favonius?” Diluc asked, face completely blank if not for the small upward tilt of his left brow.

Kaeya flirted with you from across the room, uncaring of the other partygoers, “You could always stay with me.”

You laughed lightly and responded, “That’s a hard pass.”

The Cavalry Captain simply shrugged, offering it to you again if you changed your mind before grabbing another glass of wine and walking with Jean toward the busy table.

Barbara was trying different dishes and offering some to her older sister, spouting descriptions with medicinal purposes and flavors that compliment one another. Lisa was no better as Amber egged both of them on, completely sober as she continued to feast on the food laid before her. Other Knights of Favonius that you recognized were scattered about, enjoying the first truly peaceful night in the past few weeks.

“You are welcome to stay at the Dawn Winery, while you look for your brother.”

He relished in the sight of your smile.

“Thank you, Diluc.”

That was three months ago.

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Hey,,may i request hcs with zhongli, childe and diluc where s/o comes home late injured & shit and their like questioning everything and just lecturing that s/o shuts them up with a kiss,,Have a good evening <3

When their s/o comes home injured

Zhongli x reader, Diluc x reader, Childr/Tartaglia x reader

Zhongli

Before leaving your shared home you alerted him of your trip in Dragonspine for a commission which offered alot of Mora (we all know he needs it) so he knows where you are

He got quite concerned when you included the words "Just encase I don't get back."

He expected you to come home in about 9 or so but it's half passed midnight

He heard a raged knock on the door and his eyes widened a tad bit when you basically fell on him

Rubbing your back he carried you to your shared room and gathered supplies

"[Y/N], what on earth happened to you?"

While wrapping your wounds you explained how your day went

"W-well f-for starters I forgot to b-bring enough food encase I got i-injured.."

Your teeth were chattering at that point. To cold to speak you decided the story can be told tomorrow

Zhongli dipped the towel in hot water and wiped your face with it while preparing a bath for you

He didn't want you to see him worried because he was suppose to be the strong and responsible one. He was suppose to be the one you can rely on

But deep down he was worried to death

After fixing you up thats when he sat there staring at you, waiting for a reaction

"[Y/N] you- hmpff. "

He felt your soft slightly cold lips against his

"Let's continue this talk for tomorrow my love. I'm reeealllyy tired"

Nodding with a smile he cared you in his arms and surrounded you with his warmth

Childe/Tartaglia

He was actually confused when you told him you were going out for a commission

You are dating THE TARTAGLIA, you're literally making bank just by dating him

Nevertheless he's supportive and happy that you like going out, helping people with commissions and earning things for yourself

What he's not happy about is the fact that you had to travel all the way to Mt. Hulao which is quite steep

Your commission required you to collect cor lapis and deliver them to a trading shop

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, its just a few cor lapis anyways."

"Pfft, me? Worried? Nah...just be careful though..."

Giving him a reassuring pat in the back you went out on your journey to Mt. Hulao

And there sad Tartaglia, sitting on the empty table with his abandoned paperwork

The clock struck 2:12AM

Where the hell were you??

He was planning on looking for you himself until he heard a knock on the door

He ran towards it and slammed it open, only to see you wer with sweat and blood

His heart was beating out of his chest, what happened to you?? Who did this? He would absolutely obliterate them

He pulled you inside and started patching you up

"Who did this? [Y/N] I told you, you would not have to work or take commission-"

Pushing him over with a slight grunt of pain you kissed his lips and out your weight on him

"Mmm you smell good Childe lovely."

He was about to protest until he heard your snores

He looked down at you and started smiling, kissing your forehead he hugged you with protective arms

He will never let this happen to you again

Diluc

"Aww come on Diluc, it's just a small quest."

"No [Y/N], that quest of yours is located all the way in Liyue Harbor and whats worse is that my brother is joining you."

Kaeya peeked his head instead your shared room with Diluc

"Diiluuuc it'll be fine, I'll make sure to take great care of [Y/N]~."

Giving you both a wink and sliding of outside again

"You see that just made it worse."

"My answer is still no [Y\N]."

Knowing you couldn't convince him other wise you went over to Kaeya and to him he had to go by himself...infront of Diluc that is

You may have slipped in that you would sneak out and do the quest with him

Later that night it was about 9:23AM

You got dressed and left a note for Diluc in the case he were to wake up and get worried

Jumping out the window Kaeya caught you and went on to your quest

It was about a few hours later and Diluc felt his thirst get the better of him as he grunted and stretched to get out of bed

He looked up at the clock and saw it was 3:01AM and be went to see your sleeping face (as he usually does every night)

Only to see an empty space. He didn't jump into any conclusions and thought maybe you went to the bathroom or went to drink some water

"[Y\N] are you done yet, I need to use the restroom."

He asked for the second time as he knocked on the door

He stood there and waited..waited...anddd waited

Ok now he was worried

"[Y\N] im coming in."

He opened the door only to find it..empty

He slightly stumbled backwards and ran out of the house

He then felt a cold blast of wind that he knew all too well

He saw Kaeya holding you in his arms, all bloody and beaten

Diluc knew better then to start an argument now. He brought them inside then started patching you up

As soon as he laid you down on the bed he grabbed Kaeya by the collar

"What the fuck did you do to her?!"

"Diluc you need to calm down, we-"

"CALM DOWN?!! THE LOVE OF MY LIFE IS ON THAT BED BARELY BREATHING BECAUSE OF YOU!"

They had a tad bit of a rumble until Kaeya could explain everything that happened

Diluc escorted him out and when he arrived back at your shared bedroom he saw you awake

He gave you a slightly angered gaze

"Yeah Diluc...I'm sorry.."

You then saw tears pour from his eyes and he hid his face

He didn't want you to see him like this

He walked over to the bed and cradled you in his arms and kissed your forhead

"I love you...please never leave me like that."

How and where they like to kiss you

Characters: Albedo, Kaeya, Diluc, Venti x gn!reader (separate)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 620+

A/N: I'm back, finally

Masterlist

ALBEDO

Albedo prefers short pecks over long kisses during the day, as he doesn’t want to get distracted by you when you visit him in his lab (he gets distracted anyway), but once he’s home from work, it’s like he’s glued to you. As long as you’re okay with it, he has his arms around you and leans in every couple of minutes for a kiss. Still prefers it if you spend your time cuddling rather than kissing, because he loves admiring your features and he can’t do that properly if you’re kissing. Both the first and last thing he does every day when you’re with him (instead of him being on Dragonspine or in his lab alone) is pecking your forehead, both of your cheeks and then your lips. It starts and ends both of your days nicely. He also loves when you kiss his forehead after his little ritual.

KAEYA

Kaeya loves just teasingly kissing the corner of your mouth, no matter whether it’s in public or when the two of you are alone. He loves your flustered reaction when he smirks at you after doing this in public, even though you know fully well that he’s just putting up a front to keep his image. Both of you prefer the soft smile he looks at you with when this happens in private and the proper kiss you know he will give you a few seconds later. He’s actually an incredibly soft lover once the two of you are behind closed doors and he also asked you multiple times whether you’re okay with his outdoor persona. This attitude is represented in his kisses. If he ever properly kisses you in public, which he prefers not to for whatever reason, it would just be a brief peck where he leans quickly and is gone just as fast. It’s still enough for both of you to show how much you love each other. He also loves when you kiss his cheek in response to a kiss on the corner of your mouth. In private, however, he loves slow and long kisses, savouring every moment he has with you.

DILUC

When in public, Diluc likes to kiss your hand. Whether you enter the tavern and greet him or you say goodbye and leave, he takes your hand and presses a quick, gentle kiss to it. The citizens of Mondstadt were surprised when it happened for the first time, although by now, they have gotten so used to it that no one bats an eye anymore.

When the two of you are alone, he’s a little bolder. He loves cupping your cheek and keeping eye contact for a few seconds before he leans in, gently guiding your lips to his.

His kisses are always gentle and make you feel warm and safe.

VENTI

Venti loves cheek kisses, both giving them and receiving them. He doesn’t know how to explain it, but they feel like freedom to him. Holding you close to press his lips to your cheek or you doing the same to him. They make him feel like he can do anything, even though he technically could even before. He also kisses your cheek when there’s anything you want to do as encouragement. You also do this when you go to sleep together, even though Venti doesn’t need to sleep. You peck his cheek and he pecks yours and then you fall asleep. It used to make him giggle so much whenever you did it, he was easily flustered in the beginning of your relationship. Now it’s just a regular occurrence in your relationship and neither of you can go longer than a day without at least one kiss on the cheek for both of you.

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What they call you

Characters: Ayato, Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao x gn!reader (separate)

Genre: Fluff

Summary: The Nicknames they call you

Warnings: None

Word Count: 380+

Masterlist

AYATO

Ayato calls you darling

it’s simple and effective

you know who he means and he can see the smile on your face when he calls you by this nickname

at the start of your relationship, he thought it wasn’t special enough

so he looked for other names and ‘Darling’ was just something he called you until he found the perfect nickname

but it grew on him and he started comparing everything he thought of with the reaction you had when he calls you darling

none of the other options satisfied him and he stayed with the simple nickname

KAEYA

Kaeya likes calling you snowflake or little snowflake

he knows he isn’t the most gentle person while you are, at least to him, calmness and gentleness in person

so compared to the storm he is himself, you are just a little snowflake, still cold and able to harm others and defend yourself, but not doing much unless you want to

he also thinks you’re incredibly beautiful, like the first snow of the year

you help calm him down no matter what

of course, he also does it to tease you, knowing it’ll fluster you when he calls you his snowflake while he has a hand under your chin to make you look at him

DILUC

Diluc calls you my love

he makes sure to include the ‘my’ every time

it’s not only because he’s a little bit possessive

he just likes reassuring himself that you’re really with him

he has a little smile on his face everytime you look up when he calls out the nickname

especially if it happens when you’re out and you only look up when he says it

XIAO

He calls you his crystalfly

he thinks they're beautiful and magnificent creatures and he thinks the same of you

so it’s only fitting in his mind

he dislikes all of the cliché names people use for their partners simply to have a nickname

So he just called you by your name until he came up with the crystalfly

it holds a special meaning to both of you because he gifted you some crystalflies for your birthday and compared you to the little creatures

after tha, he started calling you his crystalfly more often and now, although he still likes calling you by your name sometimes, he mostly calls you crystalfly

Masterlist

# - 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒

𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴

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Diluc

𝘋𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘤 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮． 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 （𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 ）𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦，𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 － 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮，𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴／𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮，𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘢𝘵 3 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘵𝘤 𝘦𝘵𝘤．．．𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧， 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥． 𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺！𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 100% 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴！𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥? 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺，𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵．

Zhongli

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 － 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘡𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦；“𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒? 𝐼𝑓 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵．𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳，𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴，𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴； “𝑤ℎ𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦?“．𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘤 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯；𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶， 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥，𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰， 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 ♡︎

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𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳，𝘒𝘢𝘦𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘒𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘪’𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 (𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶). 𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦 － 𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶．𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱，𝘒𝘢𝘦𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘧．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩，𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬，𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴，𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥，𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧𝘧！𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬．

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𝘈𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵， 𝘈𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 （𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧）𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘒𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘩，𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥，𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚? 𝘽𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚? 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙪𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨, 𝙝𝙪𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙙? 𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣? 𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘈𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘴，𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 － 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶．𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘈𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤．𝘏𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩！𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶．．．

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𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 － 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳．𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳，𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 10𝘹 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦．𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨，𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰！𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭， 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘥？𝘱𝘴𝘩 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵， 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦．𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭，𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭．

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𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶， 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺，𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶？𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦．𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳， 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵， 𝘫𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥，𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦．𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘒𝘢𝘦𝘺𝘢， 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳－𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴，𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 （𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭）𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩！

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𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘴．𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱， 𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬，𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳．𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 50／50 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 （𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦）𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵；”𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨，𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳?” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵，𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 ♡︎

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－𝘬𝘰𝘪 𝘹𝘰

Hiii I love it!! So cute!! Can I ask for one more? Last one I promise!! Can you do diluc? Pretty please💕?

Dating Diluc Ragnvindr <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I can do as many as u want bby!! here’s pretty boy diluc <3

Happy Birthday, Diluc!

Thank you. I'm not surprised that you are the first person to wish me a happy birthday today...

The Winery staff deliberately asked me to mix drinks in town today, so they must be secretly preparing something...

Forget it, I'll let them be. I've recently squeezed some grape juice and happened to have it bottled to taste. Care to have a drink with me if you don't mind?

If you don't have any other arrangements, please join me at the Winery for a casual dinner.

(Thanks to 悌太 for the fantastic artwork!)

a headcanon that I have that I think about at least once a week is that Diluc is probably on a Fatui black list somewhere and is legally not allowed to enter Snezhnaya, ever

i’m telling y’all, i’m sucking this man dry

Master Diluc

Aight, its MY turn!!

*cracks knuckles* ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ You and Kaeya were the adopted children of the Ragnvindr family. Unlike Kaeya, you had grown awfully close to Diluc, your adopted brother. Maybe closeness wasnt all there was? :3 ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

You and Diluc had been best friends for the longest time, well, at least, ever since you and your brother Kaeya had been adopted. Diluc was always looking out for you and watching your back. If you had a cut or a splinter, he would always be the first beside you to make sure you were okay. Kaeya on the other hand... Not so much. Kaeya firmly believed that you and Diluc were absolutely blessed with his presence, and insisted on following you both everywhere.

One early morning, while you and Diluc were working in the winery, taking inventory and ensuring things were going well, Kaeya jumped between you two and tried to get you to taste the wine with him. "KAEYA! How could you dare???" You hissed, eyes wide in disbelief at Kaeya's attempt to drink yet again. "Kaeya, if you keep bothering us as we work, this is not going to end well for you. Do not forget who owns this winery and can have you blacklisted all over Monstadt." Diluc's deep voice almost booms through the warehouse, making your heart race and cheeks tint. Kaeya groaned, clearly displeased. "Alright, alright, you've got me. I'll leave." He mumbles. Kaeya turned to look at you. "And by the way, sister o' mine, the wine you make is quite elegant when you don't act like a snob." Diluc rolled his eyes as he stood beside you, both of you watching Kaeya as he stalked out, pouting with one hand in his pocket and the other carrying the bottle of wine he wished to share. "Sometimes I wonder how you two are related... it seems the only thing you share is looks." He comments suddenly, and you look shocked. Though, he wasn't wrong. You had Kaeya's same thick blue hair and stunning eyes and tanned skin, but that was where the similarities ended. You had always been a headstrong young woman with a need to help others, while Kaeya joined the Knights simply for the sake of the thrill. You began to think long and hard about yourself and Kaeya, wondering where things had split off between the two of you.

While lost in thought, you never realized that Diluc had led you to a secluded corner to hide away with you. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

Suddenly, Diluc breaks your train of thought, returning you to the present as you regain your bearings. You look around, seeing that you and Diluc are now behind a fairly large stack of wine kegs. You feel confusion contort your face as you furrow your brows, but when you return your gaze to the red-haired boy before you, he is leaning against the wall, his eyes averting your gaze as his arms cross over his chest.

You look curious, concerned even. Since when was Diluc shy?

Your own question answered itself as he drew in a deep breath.

"I'm... sorry..."

He spoke softly; his usually gruff tone missing.

"I just needed to be alone with you for a while, even if only for a minute..."

Your heart twisted with anxiety and nervousness. What was going on? Was he alright? Was he SICK??

Once again, though, he cut off your invading thoughts. "I have something I need to tell you. And, its perfectly alright if you take this in a way that is not good for us...I mean, as you know, we ARE adopted siblings and all..."

Your heart beat faster, pounding in your ears. You almost couldn't hear him as he finally spoke, his voice now that of a tiny whisper.

"I love you."

Those three words could never have even touched on the depth of your feelings as you suddenly threw your arms around his neck, meeting his lips with yours in a desperate, passionate collision. This would be the beginning of something beautiful.

Heard from @thetopazdragon that you two are buds, so I suggest a friendly competition to see who can make a better one shot-

Idea- Fem reader who is bio siblings with Kaeya but Diluc has a little huge crush on her, but since Kaeya is such a trouble maker, Diluc has to get reader alone for a bit to confess~

Will thou accept the challenge?

-Anon🐧

I shall accept this challenge, feathered foe. Let's see how my opponent fairs, if they so choose to partake in this battle-

The Mondstadt sun was blaring down on the winery as if it was trying to melt you and the boys as you were out working. The upcoming festival called for extra wine due to anticipated travelers and guests, so you and your brother came to help at the winery.

"Put the bottle down or I'll get Diluc to change the locks." You threatened your brother Kaeya as he slowly turned to see you behind him. "Heh- Sister, I was merely going to try the liquors to ensure they're best for sales." You roll your eyes and take what few steps separated you from him, then snatched the bottle from his hand.

"Outside now-" You ordered your older brother with a stern tone. "You can have this whole bottle when I think you've worked enough." You promised as you shooed him out of the cellar.

"Deal!" He gleefully exclaimed. You watched as he left to go help the winery workers pick grapes and other ingredients for the wines. "You solved that rather peacefully-" Said a voice from behind the door as soon as you had stepped out of the cellar. As you turned you saw your adopted brother, Diluc.

In all honesty, you never really saw him as a brother. He was more like a close friend that you spent most of your childhood with. He was 3 years older than you, but he never treated you like a child. He always was so kind and gentle with you as you grew up with him.

Thinking back on your younger years made you smile before you snapped yourself back to the present.

"O-oh yeah. Just figured he should be helping too." You said with a soft laugh. He looked down at you as he closed the door. "So I should change the locks, eh?" He asked, repeating your threat to Kaeya earlier. "Haha, you heard that?" You nervously looked away. "Uh, yeah- it would keep him out so he'll have to keep working." He grins with a nod. "Good idea, I'll get them changed out soon, and you go hide that bottle to keep up your end of the bargain." He says.

"Let's just keep it in the cellar for now if he won't be able to get in, yeah?" You suggest, to which he nods in agreement. "You best be off then, I believe you came to help too-" He said with a knowing smirk. "Oh right! Thanks for the reminder!" You quickly placed the bottle back in the cellar then ran to assist Adelinde in making refreshments for the hard workers who were out in the sun.

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Heavy leather boots thumping on the wooden floors caught your attention as you cleaned up in the kitchen. You saw Diluc carrying kegs of wine to the cellar from the day. Leaving the kitchen, you opened the door for him so he wouldn't have to stop. "Thank you." You nodded with a soft smile as you propped the door open with a nearby vase of flowers.

The sun began to set as the yellow and orange hues of the pastel sky faded into the deep hues of purple and cobalt making night set in. You rolled kegs into the cellar as Diluc lifted them unto the racks until all work was finished.

"There- That's all for today." Diluc deep voice grumbled as he stepped out of the cellar and shut the door. "Wash up and I've got some dinner for you." You say, as you dust off your hands on your shirt. "Be there in a bit." He replies as he kneels before the door with a key you haven't seen before and inserted it. "Did ya change the locks already?" You inquired.

"Of course, unlike the inefficient Knights, I get my problems solved as soon as they appear." He says as he finished locking the door and stuffing the key inside his coat pocket. You chuckled at his statement, he never liked the knights and you always found it rather funny that he was sorta like one in your eyes.

"Alright dinner then bed?" He asked.

"Dinner then bed." You agreed.

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"What the heck you guys?!"

You rushed inside to see a distressed Kaeya near the cellar. "They actually changed the locks on me! Can you believe that?!" You crossed your arms. "Really brother?" He froze up as he stopped his miniature tantrum and stared at you. "We had a deal, no alcohol until you've earned it. Now outside." You demanded. He left with a dejected expression.

You felt a bit bad, but you knew this was needed. Besides the festivities were to start in a few days and the wine needed to be prepared soon!

From the other room Diluc watched as you kept your brother in line. He grinned, he had feelings for you for some time but seeing you take charge like this made him fall for you all the more. He was absolutely head over heels for you, he knew he was ever since he was a teen. But he could never ask because there was always something or someone that prevented him.

Kaeya. He needed to get him out of the way for a bit.

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After the third days work Diluc put all the full kegs into the cellar. Lifting them onto the walls with what looked like no effort at all.

Halfway through his efforts there was a soft click. Poking his head out of the cellar he saw his brother. "Hey, gimme a hand here-" He requested, putting hi plan into motion. With a sigh Kaeya walked over and helped Diluc with the kegs. Once a full wall had been stocked they called it a night.

"Finally!" Kaeya said exasperated as he walked out of the cellar. "Hold up." Diluc called him back, making him groan in what almost sounded like actual agony. "Don't be like that- I got somethin' for ya." The redhead says as he rummages through the cellar for the bottle he had attempted to swipe a few days prior. "Please say it's not more work..." He whined. "Quite the opposite actually-" Diluc laughed as he stepped out and handed Kaeya the bottle.

Taking the bottle Kaeya grinned. "____ told you about our deal?" "Yep, and your free to go. Works almost done so you can go back home now." He said, hinting that he should leave now. Keaya nodded with a gleeful grin before walking out and heading back to Mondstadt, wine in hand and and hangover in the future.

Diluc smirked to himself. Gone off without a hitch, now with the main distraction out of the way his odds of asking you out just got way better. As he locked up the rest of the winery he finished up the day and called it a night.

The next day you arrived early as usual and let yourself inside to meet Adelinde. You assisted with morning chores, cleaning the winery, anything you could get your hands on really. Most of the vineyards had been picked clean in the days prior so you just decided to make yourself useful in other ways until you were no longer needed or until the festival had at least passed.

After an hour the tell tale sound of thumping boots sounded from down the hall. You grabbed a glass of lemonade and stepped out of the kitchen with a smile. "Morni- oh!" You cut yourself off as you saw Diluc with a bouquet of flowers in hand. "Who's the lucky girl? Or guy?" You ask, a cheeky smile curving your lips.

"That would be you, my dear." He swiftly responded, making you choke on your own spit. At the sound of your coughing to clear your throat, Adelinde peeks her head around the corner, only to disappear into the kitchen once again as Diluc nods his head for her to leave. Diluc pats your back with his freehand until you take a deep breath. "I'm sorry. What?!" You exclaimed in utter shock.

He takes the lemonade from your hand and replaces it with the bouquet as he chuckles. "The lucky girl just so happens to be you." He elaborated. "Is this a 'thank you' for helping with the winery? Because if it is, it's really not nes-" "It's not." He interrupts. "These are an... um-" He clears his throat as the situation sets in for him.

Was he really about to ask out the girl he was crushing on for the past few years? Would this be the one time he could actually get the question out? Archons, was he always this nervous? Or was this time just more intimate? No, he had to snap outta it. He was going to do this.

"These are 'I like you... Maybe even love you, flowers.'" He says, mentally kicking himself over how incredibly stupid he sounded compared to his usual composed self. You chuckled softly, fiddling with the petals on one of the sunflowers. "You think you love me?" You ask as a blush sets itself into your cheeks and you shift your weight from foot to foot.

He gulps as hit mouth begins to feel dry. With a nod he clears his throat once more. "I was hoping I could mayhaps take you on a date?" He offers. He pulls his hands behind his back as he pulls his gloves off. The anxiety he felt made his hands sweat, and the gloves made things much worse. He pulled them off and slipped them into his pockets as he awaited your response anxiously.

"I like you too-" You began. YES! He thought. You had accepted his advances. "But let me think about the date part." NO! "But of course, about when can I expect an answer?" He asked, trying his best to not sound desperate. "By the end of the day, I promise." You replied. "I can do that." He said, lying through his teeth.

The day went on and Diluc practically tortured himself as he worked. Thinking or the many, many scenarios of how you could answer him. Would you agree and go out with him? Would you say no and never speak to him again? Would things become awkward between the two of you? He sighed as he continued filling another keg.

The hours felt like decades but by the time it was finally dusk, Diluc raced to the winery to meet with you and to have your answer.

Upon his arrival he saw you sitting at the table with dinner, a new glass vase with his bouquet settled in the center. "Hello there, Adelinde and I got dinner ready." You said as you welcomed him inside. He closed the door behind himself and came to sit at the table where his plate was set across from yours. "So..." He wanted his answer immediately, but he didn't want to seem rude and just demand it outright.

Thankfully, you knew Diluc, and you knew him well. "You must want to know my answer." You say as you look down at your plate with a grin, cutting your food before taking a bite. "Ah, yes." He replies, greatfull you knew what was on his mind.

You looked up at him with a soft smile and pulled on of the flowers from the vase. "Diluc, I honestly thought these flowers would've been for someone else. But I did say that whoever they were for would be lucky, didn't I?" You asked. Only answering his query with another. He nods. "Well yes." He responds. "Then I guess we'll both be lucky."

Taking the flower in your hand you place it in his hair so it gently rests on his ear. He looks at you with a pinkish hue to his cheeks. "Does this mean?" He asked, to which to nodded. Without a second thought he gets up and jumps the table.

Within seconds his hands were on your waist as his lips met yours, making you gasp in surprise. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that!" He says with an exasperated sigh. Your face was full-on red before you reached up on your tip toes and kissed his cheek. "So about that date?" You asked.

"It'll be the best date you've ever been on sweetheart. How does a vacation to Wangshu Inn sound?" He asks, knowing you've always wanted to visit. You look up at him with the brightest smile he's ever seen, which he takes as his answer. "I'll book a reservation as soon as possible!"

An older genshin art I drew on ibispaint.

[I spent way too long on that grass-]

“friends don’t kiss each other like this.”

or: the things they’d say to you in return.

character/s: xiao, scaramouche, kazuha, ayato, childe, diluc, thoma, albedo

“then maybe we shouldn’t just be friends.” XIAO mumbles dazedly between your kiss, fingers tracing your jawline as he absently admires the soft luster of his saliva on your lips. he watches as you shyly lean in for another passionate kiss, and he can’t help the sly curve that threatens to contort across his lips when he pulls you in to willingly oblige.

“who said i wanted to be your friend?” SCARAMOUCHE sneers — triumphant in pinning your body to the wall to keep you from running away, yet equally mirroring the blatant crimson shade pouring across your face. he sneaks a hungry glance at your lips but doesn’t remember meeting them, until your timid initiation of a plush sensation vividly comes back to both his memory and reality again.

“‘m sorry, love. i don’t think i can do it anymore.” KAZUHA smiles in defeat, yearning quietly as he stares transfixed by your lips, enchanted by the feeling of your mouth against his. he hopes it’s okay with you that he’s finally expressed his stubbornly pent-up feelings for you — he hopes deep down you’ll kiss him once again long before he forgets the exhilarating feeling of it. and when you bashfully move closer to capture his mouth in another soft kiss, he wonders if you had somehow heard him begging you to put your lips on his aloud.

“archons, please don’t remind me about that.” ALBEDO murmurs in a low and annoyed breath, pulling you back into his lips to steal several more heated kisses. he hadn’t planned on what to do if you would have pushed him away out of disdain, but the fact that he feels you carefully melt in his arms and your fingers run through the tousled mess of his blonde hair, makes him softly smile and wonder if you had been waiting for this singularly beautiful kiss as long as he has.

“so you’re saying that…if i called you mine, you would let me kiss you again.” AYATO hums aloud in contemplation, giving you a side-glance of confirmation. his heart soars when you hurriedly look away with a bashful expression, and he cups your cheeks for a second time, now with the faithful promise and intent of making you truly his, for perhaps eternity if you had allowed him, and even longer then.

“great. i always thought that we could do better.” CHILDE smirks nonchalantly, pressing a soft kiss against your jawline when he sees your cheeks instantaneously erupt in burning red. he’s been making discreet advances after all these long years, and eventually rendered you a complete and utter idiot when you had simply brushed it off as a courteous gesture from a friend. he knows kissing you will finally thrust his perseverant intention in your mind — and he figures by the flustered look on your face, you don’t seem to mind being on the receiving end for a handful more moments of his lips against yours.

“i wasn’t kissing you as a friend…” THOMA awkwardly clears his throat, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise to his ears. it had taken him weeks, or even months, to finally set his mind on the bold gesture of kissing you and asking you out. he had prayed to the gods that there was a possibility you wouldn’t reject him after everything you’ve made him feel, but that singular string of hope began to dissipate farther into the deep abyss. and he only manages to grab ahold of that long-drifting fantasy, when you’ve eventually brought him back to reality, by grabbing his shirt in hopes of meeting his lips for a second time, and maybe someday, a thousand more times.

“that’s fine, i wasn’t planning on staying as one for any longer.” DILUC whispers hotly against your lips, dizzy by the unfamiliar yet addicting sensation of the kiss. he knows he should probably distance himself from the close proximity, because if you keep clutching so tightly onto his coat for any longer, he might just take his chances and make the mistake of kissing you again. but you stay stubborn in your position despite looking hazy and flushed, and this time when he latches his mouth against yours, he doesn’t bother to care about any more regrets later on.

10 things i hate about you.

character/s: albedo, childe, diluc, itto, kazuha, gorou, scaramouche, thoma, xiao

a/n: because this bitch is back after watching that fucking adorable movie :””)

albedo: i hate the way you talk to me.

if there was one aspect you learned to despise the most about the teal-eyed boy, it was always how you hated the way he talked to you — how he never failed to present himself with such irrefutable dignity and intelligence…that it almost felt like he was somehow belittling you with his every word and damning existence.

you’re quite certain the boy means no harm, that it was useless to complain as he was simply built in such a distinguished manner. still, he talks to you with that characteristically advanced vocabulary of his, and as much as you wanted to deny it, you couldn’t help but feel…oddly attracted to it.

and you hated it because it made you feel so inferior towards the blonde. hated it because the longer you forced yourself to listen, the more you grew to pinpoint even the littlest of intricacies woven into the sound of his baritone voice. hated it because you had eventually reached a stage where his midnight rambles of chemistry buzzing through the phone, was always the last thing you routinely heard before dozing off to a peaceful sleep.

or maybe…it wasn’t exactly that. maybe deep down, you just hated the stupid fact when you realized he was too out of your league to dare possess such romantic and transient emotions for.

ayato: i hate the way you cut your hair.

the most memorable piece you took with you of the little boy from the seemingly distant past, were his long and silky strands of hair. you remembered the way it glimmered beneath filtered rays of sunlight, how they fluttered within the breeze and melted between your fingertips, how you used to spend your leisure time learning to braid them in an admittedly unkempt fashion (nevertheless, he always told you he loved the way you did his hair).

alas, long gone were the distant memories and lengthy strands of the past — instantly replaced by an unfamiliar mop of trimmed and tousled blue nestled atop the boy’s head. albeit most would agree that your childhood friend looked quite pleasant with a shorter cut, it wasn’t difficult for you to decide that you hated the way he cut his hair. on the contrary, you thought it was rather ill fitting on him, and how you wished he had at least bothered to give you a heads up before mercilessly chopping the rest of his lovely locks of hair off.

but most of all, you hated that you couldn’t braid it anymore — how the sloppily trimmed strands fell uneven between your fingers as you attempted to gather them in a more convenient and neater updo, the reverberation of his laughter echoing through your ears despite the evident sulking across your face. how could the boy manage to find any of these dire circumstances amusing?

you hate the way you cut his hair — that is what you ultimately admit with a serious tone to him as he takes your hands into the warmth of his, that is what you tell yourself as his thumbs rub comforting circles around your palms and he does that awful damned smile that always sends your heart in that silly little frenzy you’ve begrudgingly grown accustomed to every time you’ve witnessed it…and that is what you’ll eventually forget as he promises you he’ll grow it out soon enough, while you quietly wonder to yourself if he’d ever dare to show you that odd yet familiar smile once more.

itto: i hate it when you drive my car.

whenever you felt sick or the weather was simply too dreadful for you to drive around in, you had prepared a carefully selected list of persons you were certain you could trust with your entire life to bring you home safely. typically, you’d like to think that at least one of these people would be free during situations when you needed them, and around 88% of the time, they truly were there. and well, you might ask…who is then left to drive you home when no one is there to come around for you?

introducing the 12% is arataki itto — a person you’d really like to say you’d trust your life with, in the (unfortunate) circumstances wherein you were in a car and he was fulfilling the courteous duty of taking you home safely…if it wasn’t for the fact that he was perhaps, too risky of a driver to be even driving out and about on the streets.

to say you hated the way he drove your car was a rather generous understatement…you hated and feared the 10% of the times you swore you could witness your life flash before your eyes whenever he was tasked with the damning privilege of occupying the driver’s seat — hearing his boisterous laughter blow through the gusts of the occasional wind, whereas your screams of terror are securely muffled behind the backpack you tightly press against your horrified face.

and yet, despite that fearful probability of 10% in your experiences of driving with him (and although you know the man should be considered a public health hazard by now)…you’ll call him anyway — because sometimes, in the lucky chances you’ll find yourself in within 2% of times, you’re certain to winning the handful minutes of your life spent with the amiable boy, and perhaps even the sliver of chances with your own shot at romance.

(well, that is…if he doesn’t try to kill the both of you with his horrid driving first.)

kaedehara kazuha: i hate it when you stare.

kaedehara kazuha was not like everyone said he was. the boy was awfully annoying, contrary to what you swore the people had all claimed. he’s a reserved one and doesn’t bother anyone much, they say, and yet those stupidly gorgeous ruby irises are always somehow plastered on you.

you hate him when he stares — when your eyes wander the room to find his falling into yours. it sends a tickle of electricity up your spine, gives you shivers under his unwavering and curious gaze, makes your heart feel weirdly mushy when he sends you a wordless smile despite the fact that you were the one who caught him guilty. that although he’s the one who’s supposed to feel embarrassed, you’re the person who feels it in the light flush crawling up your cheeks instead.

you don’t even personally know much about the boy, other than the fact that he stares (and smiles) an impressive damn lot at you. you’ve also never intended to fuel the desire to muster up the courage in walking across the room, to chide him for his stolen looks and the nice little smile you’ve never seen the taciturn boy give anyone…

and yet, on one typically sunny morning, when his feet shuffle from a corner to tread a path towards yours, you can feel the pits in your stomach erupt in a fit of butterflies, a pensive expression across your face when he pauses in front of you with a familiar upturn of his lips, and those intrusive ruby irises that you began to find yourself slowly drowning in.

gorou: i hate the way you read my mind.

he’s so mindful of you — too caring and sensitive that sometimes, it almost successfully manages to drive you crazy. how did he always know what to do and say to you, during the right times? it was absolute and unbelievable sorcery, you swore to yourself one day.

he knows you like he knows the back of his palm. he remembers that you enjoy a pint of vanilla ice cream and milk whenever you’re frustrated. he sees that you fiddle with your hair between your fingers when you’re feeling nervous. he notices that your tongue slightly sticks out between your lips when you’re concentrating. he witnesses a lot, and has grown awfully familiar to these trivial habits.

it’s unbelievably distressing — how you hated the way he reads your mind. how at some point, he seemed to understand you better than you did yourself. how it’s so easy for him to just know you.

unbeknownst to you, however, he tried very hard to familiarize himself with you and your little (adorable) quirks. he’s making a diligent effort to give himself some status in your life, to matter to you the way you mattered too much to him. oh, if only you’d bother to recognize the affectionate intention behind these genuine actions, and perhaps spare the nice boy an equal chance for a place in your heart…

diluc: i hate how you’re always right.

civilized arguments between you and your red-haired neighbor are…almost never inevitable. you both tended to disagree with your varying opinions on a lot of matters, whether public or private ones. you wanted to go drinking at midnight? certainly not, he didn’t need your drunk ass fumbling with the keys he handed you to his house (for whenever you need me, he insisted while closing your palm that clasped the metal belonging), and you stumbling inside the humble premises only to throw up over his freshly pressed clothes. (it was one time! —you exclaimed in embarrassment with flushed cheeks.) you wanted to head in for work despite clearly having a fever? he’d practically lock you and him inside your house, busying himself with cooking you a nice and piping hot porridge when he’s finished (forcefully) sending you to sleep.

it was annoying, honestly. how overprotective could the man get anyway? besides, you were a fully grown adult! you could take great care of yourself without his chiding words paired with irritatingly thoughtful actions.

however, admittedly…he was never wrong with his opinions. although it was frustrating to eventually conform with his arguments at the end of the day, it honestly did you more good than harm. you hated how he was always right, how he seemed to always know and care about what was best for you. why does he seem so invested in looking out for you anyway?

i don’t need you to bother me when you eventually realize that you made a mistake with your choices — he grumbles softly, folding his sturdy arms against his chest. to sum it up, he claims that he only debates with you because not doing so would only cause him a greater inconvenience…he really doesn’t need “concern” to be added on his plate when he’s already troubled himself enough with the damning realization of the feelings he quietly holds for you.

childe: i hate it when you lie.

childe was perhaps known to others as a lot of things — exceedingly rich, overwhelmingly self-conceited, a handsome devil with a charm, they’d say. but if there was one word you would best associate your oh so loving boyfriend with, you would call him a complete bastard of a liar.

you were a bet. a stupid fucking bet made with his dumb jock friends, that would end with you falling in love and him breaking your heart by the end of prom night. and you did — you fell hard and blindly, regardless of how many times you’ve convinced yourself never to do so.

still, here he is, fumbling to grasp your slipping hands as desperation crosses those ocean blue eyes. he says the bet doesn’t matter to him anymore…that at some point, he never cared for the money and only cared for you (bullshit, you sneered with teary eyes while fuming in anger, he knows you hate it when he lies.)

but it hurts to question if what he’s saying is true, or simply another pretty statement that rings well in your ears. what’s worse is that you weren’t sure how, and if you could still trust him…or literally anyone else anymore.

your mistake, you tell yourself — as hurried footsteps carry your quivering frame down the flight of stairs, the sound of his hoarse voice following from not far behind. your mistake, you should have known better than to love anyone like him.

scaramouche: i hate it when you make me laugh (even worse when you make me cry.)

scaramouche was never one for jokes, that was for certain. however, part of you wonders if he willingly chooses to set that little quirk of his aside, if it was purely in an innocent endeavor to watch you smile and hear the sound of your laughter tug on his heart once more.

truth be told, to the average bystander the said ‘jokes’ aren’t even that funny — hell, perhaps they aren’t even considered jokes at all. it was more of an inclusion between the two of you, a little secret kept and stowed away within the muffle of stifled giggles and poorly concealed smiles. yes, you’ll admit it’s an awfully rare sight to see him smiling along with you — and trust me, he will deny it like his life depends on it, because perhaps for him it really does — but it’s there alright…you just need to know when to look, and pray you’ll get lucky enough to stumble across the minute chances of catching him with a small smile.

and sure, you hate the way he makes you laugh, but you hate it worse when he makes you cry — a repulsing sensation of thick fat droplets of liquid skidding down your flushed cheeks when he screams in a fit of annoyance and frustration at you, a burden weighing down the heaviness in your heart later as you lull yourself to sleep on a restless night…an indecipherable feeling when he pulls you deep and securely into his chest the next morning, his indigo irises shut tight in regret as his lips quiver with the quietest of awkward (yet sincere) apologies.

scaramouche does not love anyone, that is what they all say…but you are slowly beginning to wonder if you still fit into that generalized criteria of persons at all.

thoma: i hate that you didn’t even call.

after the unnecessarily torturous break-up with the green-eyed boy, you’ve done nothing but curl up beneath the blanket settled on your bed and sob until your eyes turned red and puffy. in fact, the most productive thing you’ve done all day was trudge heavy steps to stash food in the crook of your arm from the fridge, before slowly heading back up to fall onto your mattress and lay within the four white confines of your room.

it was a weighty feeling of sadness that sunk itself into the crevices of your heart, one that left you disgusted and clearly heartbroken over the intense effect your ex lover had on you. you wonder if he’s also found himself curled up in the corner of his own mattress, contemplative and thinking of you with a similarly empty sensation.

the futon feels hard and cold beneath the weight of your body…lonely was perhaps the best word to describe the ugly sensation. you felt lonely in bed, knowing the usually warm space next to yours carried nothing but a gnawing bitterness in the empty spaces of your heart. lonely because the boy you once kept within your arms was no longer in the vicinity of your reach. you were lonely, and you hated him more for it because he didn’t even call.

and despite the fact that you know your phone will never hum that soft vibration with his name flashing on your screen again — no matter how long it takes for him to painstakingly dial your number, or for you to finally pluck up the courage to pick up his (long-awaited) call…you and him both know you’ll always be here at the end of the line, forever waiting.

xiao: i hate that i don’t hate you (not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.)

it starts as a small (and random) question in your thoughts — how would it feel if he loved someone? if for once in his life, he was capable of giving up on the cold act to pursue a warmer disposition towards everyone else, how differently then, would he behave? and perhaps you should have given up on the thought during its early stages, because the more you asked yourself in curiosity, the greater the inquiry plagued every single corner of your unbridled mind. how would love to him and his eventual partner feel like?

and then (worst of all), you begin to wonder how it would feel if he loved you. if lurking behind those sharp golden amber irises, there could be a warm sensation clouding them whenever he looks over at you. if he acted better as a roommate instead of typically ignoring your presence. if he wasn’t so uptight and aloof. if he was kinder. if he would smile a lot more.

the question always haunts you, like a disgusting itch in the back of your mind — as your eyes flicker to coincidentally meet his, as your hands softly brush together when walking past the cramped kitchen, as the world begins to spin when you catch him with an absent turn of the corner of his lips upward while reading a book in his possession.

slowly, it begins to hurt the more you think about it. that you know he doesn’t really love you and you’re simply getting your hopes up with delusional situations. that it’s almost impossible for him to actually love someone like you. that he will always hate you, and you will forever chastise yourself after finally discovering that even after all this time, you hate that you don’t hate him — not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

charms coming soon!!!

genshin christmas icons i quickly edited for my server with no regard for aesthetic

go nuts

falling asleep on you !

w/ al haitham, wanderer, diluc, tartaglia/childe

a/n: under the cut because they got really long omg

al haitham likes to rest his head on your shoulder whenever he's tired. when it's in a more private setting, he'll lay his head in your lap instead. a loud, satisfied sigh will leave his lips once he's in this position. it's almost as though all the tenseness in his body simply dissipates once you start running your fingers through his hair. he rarely drifts off for a nap, but he looks close enough to peace when he's lying down like that.

it's the closest you'll ever get to having him be needy or clingy in any way. he tends to lean his whole weight onto you without explicit warning, so it's taken some practice to make sure you don't fall over on to one side — helplessly squashed.

there are signs to look out for.

you'll notice him staring at you out of the corner of his eye, making sure you're comfortable with how you're sitting before he places his head on your shoulder. sometimes he'll even mention that it's very "quiet and peaceful" before nearly knocking you over with a heavy slump.

when he's been kept up late for too many nights, he really will drift off to sleep. he's heavy and he makes your entire body ache from trying to hold him up, but you can't really bear to move him, especially not when he smiles in his sleep after you brush your fingers over his cheek.

he won't tell you that he always wakes from your sudden touch.

and with how cute he thinks you are when you're trying not to wake him, he doubts he ever will.

"i don't need sleep." wanderer announces proudly. it takes him exactly nine minutes to pass out after you promise that you'll keep watch while he's resting. you even make sure that he's asleep by waving your hands in front of his face to see whether his eyes twitch. nothing.

he doesn't even breathe.

his arms stay crossed over his chest and his hair falls onto one side. completely at rest.

still, this is the last thing you were expecting would happen. you resist the urge to touch his face. you haven't gotten that far with him yet.

unfortunately, you end up falling asleep beside him instead of keeping watch. there's something so comforting about his weight on yours, that you lean back into him, just to close your eyes for a few minutes.

the next time you wake is with the morning sun, and with a blanket haphazardly thrown over you. you fight with it for a bit, tangling your arms even further.

"oh good, you're up," comes the familiar, haughty voice. you expect to be berated for falling asleep, but he says something different instead. "thank you."

"huh?" you murmur intelligently. it's not fair that he does this when you're still groggy from sleeping.

he turns away, pretending he said nothing else. you smile at his back. guess he's still full of surprises.

diluc's very gentle with you. he's always been the one to beckon you over once he notices you yawning or when you look a little down. the way he caresses you while wrapping you in his arms is enough to send you straight to sleep. it's cozy.

but you've never seen him asleep before you. he's always been the one to creep back into your shared bed at the crack of dawn, when you're just awake enough to know that he's there.

this time, you're the one late.

he's already sleep — legs stretched out and turned onto one side. you take a single step forward and jump as he snores, disturbing the silence.

you crawl into the bed, facing the outline of his back. you reach out for him just to hesitate before actually touching him. what if he wakes up if you try to cuddle him? what if he has a really busy day tomorrow and he'll be frustrated with not getting enough sleep?

he answers the myriad of questions for you. just your presence must be enough for him to know you're there in his sleep. he ends up turning over to face you and bundling you up in his arms, letting out a huff. on the other hand, you're tense, unsure if you've accidentally awoken him or not.

"diluc?" you mumble.

the only answer is his steady breathing.

hope you're ready to stay squished in that same position for the whole night.

tartaglia pesters you with affection. he shows up at your door in the middle of the night sometimes, claiming he has "no where else to go right now". on certain nights, he'll be covered in blood that's definitely not his with a fiery look in his eyes as though he's set alight from the inside. he's not really there on those nights.

more often, he shows up with a cheery look on his face that disappears once you start to clean him up. you don't need to look at him to know that he's already staring at you.

tartaglia is always quiet in both types of nights; an unsettled nature or a calm energy. you're never sure what you're going to get.

but you know this: he would always show up after long periods of disappearing, even if it was just the smallest scrape. just to see you.

he'll be the one tucking himself in between your legs on the couch, no matter how many times you tell him that his legs are too long and he's way too heavy to lean back on you like that. but he does it. somehow.

when you start to grow tired from listening to his shenanigans, he becomes so gentle with you. he'll carry you to bed and hold you until you sleep.

he's gone in the morning, or maybe he leaves once he's sure that you've been lulled to sleep. either way, you know he was here. even if he tries to disappear without a trace.

he's always here on the nights that you sleep the best after all.