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Name: Tokki Age: 21 Pronouns: They/them

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Another Genshin Impact blog passing through. Requests are open but I have the right to deny any request I get. I can write just about anything but I will not do:

-some dark content (inc3st, noncon, etc)

-masc-bodied reader (i try to do GN!reader unless it’s smut)

-certain ships (k@3luc, anything with the children, or anything I personally don’t ship)

Tbh, you can just send an ask and worst case scenario I’ll say “no”/ignore it

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Request Queue: 6+

Requests: CLOSED

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I have yet to acquire Scaramouche, so to cope I am writing fluff. Incredibly self-indulgent fluff. 

(Sfw) In which you get sick after traversing to Dragonspine

Characters: Scaramouche, gn!Reader (neutral descriptors that don’t point to any gender, race, size, etc.)

Warnings: None!

WC: 432 words

“Tell me again how you got in this predicament,” Scaramouche muses, watching your illness-ridden body sink deeper into your bed. You had asked the Traveler to send him over to your house as soon as you felt how stuffed with snot your nose was. However, the smug look on his face was making you regret seeking him out.

The previous day, despite his warnings, you went out to Dragonspine in search of Starsilver. It is not a region that is to be taken lightly, but you promised him you wouldn’t be long and that you’d bring warming supplies like goulash and warming bottles. However, you were halfway up the peak when you realized you had forgotten to pack some warming bottles and your goulash was running low. Instead of turning back or even calling for help, you pushed on. So, it was no surprise that after spending hours in the tundra of a mountain, you would fall ill the next day.

“If I tell you, you’re going to laugh,” you whine, trying to avoid admitting to your mistake.

“If it’s any comfort, I’m laughing right now.”

“Yes, let me find comfort in my own partner laughing at my illness,” you roll your eyes, adjusting your body so you lay on your side to avoid Scaramouche’s gaze. He hums in response, crossing his arms. Truthfully, he was beyond concerned. He had an inkling you’d get sick and initially offered to come with you, but you insisted it was unnecessary. He wishes he had just gone with you.

“Do you expect me to be your personal nurse?” He bites at his tongue as he watches how fast you twist your body to look at him, hope shining in your eyes.

“Will you really?”

“As if! You got yourself in this mess.” He turns away just as you begin whining, no doubt trying to use your puppy dog eyes. “I still have my own responsibilities.”

Neither of you say anything, and he starts to think that maybe you’ve gone back to pouting silently. Until...

Sniff.

Sniff sniff.

He groans and looks back at you, narrowing his eyes as he sees the crocodile tears bubbling in your eyes and the quivering of your lip. 

“Shut the waterworks down or I won’t make you soup,” he hisses, setting down his hat on the hat hook near the door to your room. You let out a cheer, the tears nowhere to be found as Scaramouche mumbles under his breath.

He’ll never admit it but being able to dote on you and help you recover made his stomach flutter.

(Sfw) You suffer an injury and Tighnari rescues you

Characters: Tighnari, GN!Reader (non-descriptive, reader has a hydro vision and uses a polearm but it is not used)

Warnings: Cursing once (?), not proofread-- we die like men

WC: ~1k words

"You wanted to see me, Tighnari?" He looks up from the shelf of plants he was looking at as you enter his tent. He nods and turns to face you completely.

"Another withering zone was scouted and found deep into Avidya Forest. Could you go track it down and clear it?" You perk almost instantly-- it had been a while since you'd gone out and the fact that you were personally assigned this task sent you over the moon.

"Yes sir! I'll be back in no time at all."

"Just a minute, Y/N." Your smile drops a bit, dreading the next words. You watch as your officer grooms himself a bit, smoothing down a couple stray strands of fur on his ears. His tail sways slowly and stays low to the ground. He manages to catch your gaze with his, his eyes piercing through you. With heightened senses and the instincts of a Forest Watcher, he knew what you were thinking.

"I want you to bring some other rangers along. We've received reports that there has been activity near those withering zones involving Eremites and I don't want you getting in unnecessary trouble," he explains, earning an eye roll and a deep sigh from you.

"I can handle it on my own. I'll make sure to traverse undetected," you argue, and he cocks an eyebrow.

"You've never been out by yourself, Y/N. And this is not the excursion to test that out."

"Please! I can do this myself. Besides, having others may slow the process down and we don't want the withering zone expanding do we?" Tighnari watches you, figuring out that you were going to be a stubborn one today. Deciding that perhaps this will be a good test of your skills and that he could use the extra hands around the village, he lets you go on your own.

"Please be careful and observe your surroundings."

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You had kept your promise to Tighnari so far. Enticing fruits and hanging vines from the large trees surrounding you were no match for your pace. You were making great time and according to the markers that Tighnari mentioned, you were close. And you didn't need any extra hands!

Basking in your feeling of self-accomplishment, you hadn't noticed a trap set up by some eremites. In your tunnel-vision pursuit, you stepped on the false floor of leaves and fell through, crumpling upon impact on the cool dirt floor. You ignore the excited chatter from your adversaries above, focusing your energy on maneuvering your body to sit up against the wall.

"Just my fucking luck..." you hiss under your breath, wincing in pain from applying pressure on your right ankle. The pain shoots up your leg and up to your knee-- a clear sign that you weren't moving anytime soon. You look around you, taking notice of your leather bag that has its contents spilling out-- including your vision, which has a cobalt glow. Your polearm, now slightly scuffed, was impaled in the dirt next to your bag.

Biting your tongue to hold back your moans of pain, you lean forward to grab your weapon. Just as you grab the long silver pole, your weight shifts and all that pressure goes to your ankle, causing that similar shooting pain to spread up your leg. You're unable to hold back your yelp and you fall onto your bag, which softens your collapse slightly.

As you lay there, head pressed against the cool leather of your bag and the voices of the eremites can clearly be heard echoing around you, the situation dawned on you. This was your fate-- to die at the bottom of a trap due to your own carelessness. Your days of being a forest ranger, albeit short, were over.

"Y/N! Are you injured?" You hear a voice call out from above-- not one belonging to the emerites you had heard earlier. You try to turn your head and look up the hole, but your angle only lets you get a peek at a figure in the corner of your eyes. Hoping that this was a friend and not foe, you respond.

"Yes! I fell into this hole and now my ankle up to my knee hurts when I apply pressure." You position your arms as if getting ready for a push-up and do exactly that: push up. This time you're able to get a better angle and you realize who your savior is: Tighnari, the Forest Watcher. A wave of relief washes over your body and you let your hands give out so you flop back on the floor.

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When you finally get to the infirmary in Gandharva Ville and are set up to be tended to, Tighnari is quick to fall into a lecture about the importance of safety in numbers.

"I told you to come with more than just yourself! Now look at you, out of commission for weeks," he scolds, and his ears are flat against his head. His tail swishes back and forth in agitation, and you feel guilty as you feel the anxious energy radiate from your Chief.

"You're right, Tighnari. I should've listened to you and brought help to that area. Had you not shown up..." you trail off, frowning. You didn't want to think about it. He watches you for a moment, before sighing. He glances around the room, taking note of its emptiness seeing as one of the medics had stepped out to grab some materials. Slow, Tighnari's gloved hands reach out to cup your face, and he gingerly swipes his thumb on your cheek.

"You're lucky I decided to follow a few meters back. Had I not been around to help you or even hear if you needed help..." You smile gingerly at him and reach your hand up to take his hand and move it to your lips, leaving a kiss on his palm.

"Thank you for your concern Tighnari, but I will be okay. I'm a little hard to crack for good." He leans down and gently knocks his head with yours.

"Let's keep it that way, hm?"

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𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 (updated 2/14)

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𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐭

𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚘

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

-> A Day Spent with Him (sfw)

-> Le Papillon (sfw)

𝙳𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚌

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time, Pt. 2 (Sfw)

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

Kaeya

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time, Pt. 2 (Sfw)

𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒

-> Playing in the snow (Sfw)

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Traveler (Aether)

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

𝐋𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐞

𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

Xiao

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

-> Falling For You (Sfw)

-> Indulging In You (Nsfw)

𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐚

Ayato

-> How you spend time with each other in the winter (Sfw)

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Gorou

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Heizou

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time, Pt. 2 (Sfw)

Thoma

-> Calling Each Other Terms of Endearment for the First Time (Sfw)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐮

𝙰𝚕-𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚖

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

Cyno

-> When you call him a term of endearment for the first time (Sfw)

𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎

-> You get sick (Sfw)

-> Moonlight Intimacy (NSFW)

𝚃𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒

-> You get injured (Sfw)

-> Security (Sfw)

-> Calling Each Other Terms of Endearment for the First Time (Sfw)

-> Boyfriend Headcanons (Sfw)

-> Petting his Ears (Sfw)

-> Buy Your Time (Sfw)

-> Time of the Year (Nsfw)

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(Sfw) The first time you call him a term of endearment

Characters: Albedo, Al-Haitham, Childe, Diluc, Venti

Warnings: None, reader is described to be short in Diluc's section

WC: 884 words

Pt. 2, Pt. 3

"My love, can you pass me the beaker please?" Albedo says nothing at first, passing the glass beaker to you. A few moments pass before the words you said register in his mind. He looks up from what he was doing, blinking owlishly. Feeling his gaze on you, you look up.

"Is there something bothering you?"

"You called me...'my love'." You offer a crooked smile.

"I did. Is that a problem?" He shakes his head, and you think that's the end of it, but his gaze stays focused on you. You look away and go back to fiddling with the beakers, observing how the liquid swirls around in the container. He eventually looks back at the instruments he was using, although his focus has now been shaken.

"Al-Haitham, my beloved, do you know where my bag is?" You walk out to the living room, where your boyfriend was currently reading a book on the couch. He gestures in a general direction and you move your gaze to spot the black leather bag resting against one of the bookshelves near the door. You thank him and walk over to pick it up.

"I'll be back in a couple hours. Don't wait up!" You slip on your shoes and open the door, about to step out.

"Be safe, dear," he calls after you, nearly making you stumble. You glance back at him, feeling your cheeks warm up, but his body remains the same. No signs of embarrassment or timidness from calling you 'dear.' You clear your throat and step out of the house, closing the door behind you.

The moment the door clicks shut, Al-Haitham pulls his book down, revealing the soft dusting of his cheeks.

"Baby, can you put the bread in the oven while I wash up?" You call out to Childe, drying your hands with a towel. You don't get a verbal response-- instead, after a few moments of silence, you hear rapid running and the slamming open of the kitchen door. You jump in surprise, looking back utterly bewildered at your boyfriend.

His cerulean eyes are shining with excitement and you swear he looked like a dog being offered a giant bone.

"Did you just call me 'baby?'" He asked, positively shaking from head to toe. You raise an eyebrow.

"I did. Why does tha- wha- hey!" You're cut off by Childe rushing you and wrapping his arms around your waist, picking you up and spinning around. Laughter from both of you fills the room.

"I am your baby, and you're my baby too~ So now you can no longer call me 'Childe' or 'Ajax' or even 'Tartaglia'! I will only respond to 'baby'," he explains, carefully setting you down. You shake your head laughing, taking his hands into yours.

"Well, I asked my baby to do something for me. Can you go ahead and do that?" He nods and quickly grabs the pan with the unbaked loaf of bread, rushing to throw it in the oven.

Diluc was walking down the halls of Dawn Winery, musing to himself, and almost didn't notice you jumping on your tippy-toes trying to reach the top shelf of the bookshelf. He stops and watches you, amused. He opens his mouth to offer his help, but you beat him to it.

"Darling, could you be a dear and get this book off the top shelf? I need it to return to the library before Lisa hunts me down," you request, looking over at him. His mouth parts slightly, and you notice the slight widening of his eyes.

"Ah...what?"

"The book. I need it and it appears you put it on the top shelf. Could you get it for me?" You ask again, jumping on your toes to emphasize your limits. He clears his throat and nods, walking over to assist you. It's simple and he's handing you the book in no time at all. You smile up at him, hugging the book.

"Thank you, Diluc! I'll be back soon!" You rush off to begin your journey to the Knights of Favonius Library, failing to notice the pout that was forming on your lover's lips.

"I quite prefer to be called darling instead of my own name," he whispers to himself.

Currently, you and Venti were resting under the giant tree at Windrise. While he strummed his lyre lazily, you take the time to appreciate the sounds of the peaceful environment around you. Birds chirp in the branches above you, and as the wind blows you can hear the leaves rustling. The nearby river runs freely, the water splashing against the stones guiding the path, and sunshine peeks through small gaps in the trees, shining down on your lover. The warm light compliments his soft, almost boyish features well, reminding you of how divine of a being he was. You can't help being enamored.

"I'll never get over how beautiful you look, flower," you sigh out, thinking that only you can hear it. However, Venti's ears are better than you think and his strumming pauses. He looks over at you, a smile plastered on his face.

"'Flower?' Now that's a new one," he teases, and he enjoys the embarrassed look that flashes across your face.

"But to me, you are the prettiest flower there is."

If you want me to do other characters, you can ask ❤️

Requests are open~!

We don't get snow where I live so I get to live vicariously through this fic

(Sfw) Playing in the snow with Venti

Characters: Venti x GN!Reader

Warnings: None, the reader is implied to be taller than Venti and strong enough to carry him

WC: 841 words

"C'mon Y/N! The snow's at the perfect thickness!"

You let out a sigh and take a moment to stop pulling the sled, instead glancing up at your lover, who's standing at the top of Starsnatch Cliff, flashing you a wide grin. The harsh winds and freezing temperatures had forced the bard to switch out his usual attire for something warmer. The hand-knitted scarf that you had wrapped around his neck was loosening a bit, letting you get a peak at his Rudolph-red nose and see his breath puff out with each exhale.

“I’m coming, I’m coming…”

You flash him a tired smile and keep tugging the sled uphill. When you manage to catch up to Venti, you take a moment to really appreciate his appearance.

The snowfall had decorated his hair, forming what almost looked like an ice veil down the strands. When he blinked, you could see the tiniest of snowflakes clinging to his lashes. The tips of his ears, just like his nose, were bright red and despite his divine powers, a shiver ran through his body.

"You're staring quite a bit, Windblume," Venti teases, knocking you out of your trance. "You can stare more later. I wanna go sledding!"

He bends down and pulls the sled up as much as possible, nearly toppling over as he reaches the steepest part of the cliff. You look back in the direction you came from, cringing at the way the environment melts into the snowy landscape the further you look.

"Are you sure this is safe? I can barely see past 20 meters," you ask, squinting to get better focus on the objects in the distance.

"Absolutely! You don't trust me?"

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Snow-covered hilichurls turn their head in surprise at the sounds of you two screaming as you speed down the cliff. Snow and ice are flung everywhere and you've long since lost your beanie due to the sheer speed of the sled that’s sending you two zooming down Starsnatch Cliff. Genuine fear for your life is plastered on your face, while Venti's screams are of excitement and joy, a smile that you swear can’t get any bigger glued to his.

You two hadn't managed to hit any obstacles, something you could probably thank Venti's anemo powers for, but that doesn't make the potential danger any less imminent.

"slowdownslowDownSlowDownSLOWDOWN!!!"

You plead, grabbing the ropes of the sled and tugging hard in an attempt to stop, or at least slow down. Instead, the action jerks both of you to the side and down another path. Venti nearly gets thrown off the sled before he can react, leaving him unable to stop you two from crashing into a giant rock. The impact forces you two off the sled and sends you flying through the air. You consider for a moment, getting your wind glider out to catch the air before you crash, but by the time you move to unfurl the wings, you're lodged halfway into a giant pile of snow. Venti is quick to follow suit, his legs kicking out frantically as his upper body gets lodged in a pile of snow and ice.

You eventually manage to free yourself from the snow pile, falling back on your boat. You shiver as the cold seeps into your bones, and you suddenly wish you had put on an extra layer of warm clothes. When Venti manages to get out of the snow pile as well, he falls on his back, letting out a shudder. He turns to you, his face red all over. You want to curse at him, scold him, or even just shoot him a glare-- but the earnest smile and the excitement melt away all your frustrations.

"Let's make snow angels next, Y/N!"

He doesn't wait for a response, immediately waving his arms and legs up and down to make the snow art. You turn to look back up at the sky, the overcast weather and gentle snowfall adding to the overall ambience of your environment.

"..yeah, let's."

You mimic Venti's actions, shivering as the snow melts under your warmer body and drips into your coat sleeves. The rest of your outing is spent filling the field with snowmen, snow angels, and other snow creations. When the sky finally darkens and the sunset peeks through the clouds, you're carrying an exhausted Venti on your back, beginning your journey back to a warm home.

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The next day, both of you woke up with a high fever and the chills. The consequences of playing all day in the snow and not stopping to warm up at all. Currently, you two were cuddling under a large comforter, with Venti laying on top of you with his limbs sprawled out. His hair tickled your chin as he lay there, dozing off. You look down at him, absentmindedly playing with his hair, and you can’t help your smile slowly growing.

Despite how stuffed up and generally gross you both felt, the extra time spent together in each others embrace made up for that fact.

Requests are open ✧˚~

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Arc 1 is taking off! I'm slowly getting more comfortable with everyone's voices and learning how to represent them through texts/tweets. It feels nice to get more writing experience. Shout out to all the genshin smau's that I consume.

Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college-- 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with...Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

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(Sfw) A day with Albedo

Characters: Albedo x GN!Reader

Warnings: None

WC: 943 words

For Albedo, the mornings in Dragonspine start with him hunched over his alchemy table as the sun rises. Beakers bubble and boil as steam rises through the air. Complete solitude and quiet-- the perfect environment for experimenting.

For you, the mornings in Dragonspine start with you making your way to Albedo's lab. When you arrive, his back is turned to you, clearly focused on the mess of papers and reports sprawled all over his table. You set down the basket of snacks you brought him, carefully approaching the alchemist so as to not make a sound.

By the time you were right behind him, he had yet to even acknowledge you. You watched him at first, observing the small movements of his body. How his hair shifts as he looks around his desk, and how his coat twists with his body. Deciding you finally want attention from Albedo, you reach over and gently grab him by his waist, wrapping your fingers around and digging them slightly into his sides. He lets out an uncharacteristic yelp in surprise, nearly dropping the test tubes he was holding. He looks back, about to snap at whoever just grabbed him, but the words die in his throat when he sees it's you, flashing him a cheeky smile.

"Oh, Y/N. Hello...do you enjoy startling others who are holding dangerous and unknown liquids?" He questions, slowly putting down the tubes. You giggle, shaking your head.

"I like watching you work. It's very calming. Maybe I can finish some work today!"

Albedo nods in acknowledgment, understanding the reason behind your visit.

"If you need anything, just ask."

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You both ended up getting lost in your work, not looking up from what you were both working on for hours on end. Albedo remained by his alchemy table while you sat at the writing desk, scribbling away on some reports. You two probably would've worked till sunset if it weren't for one thing: your stomach letting out a loud growl. You stop working at once, feeling your cheeks get hot.

"Maybe it's time for a snack. What do you think Albedo?"

You don't get an answer. Assuming he was still trapped by his experiments, you turn around to ask again. You're greeted by a slumped-over alchemist whose face was pressed on the table. His cheek was squished, forcing some drool to dribble out. The sight made your chest swell-- you knew the man didn't sleep much and the fact he felt comfortable enough to fall asleep with you nearby made you feel especially elated. You didn't have long to enjoy the moment because your stomach growled again, reminding you why you were trying to get the alchemist's attention in the first place.

You step closer and lean down, gently nudging his shoulder.

"Albedo, wake up. I'm a little hungry," you try, keeping your voice low. He stirs a bit, making a low rumbling sound as he rises from his slumber. His eyes flutter open, and he looks up at you as they regain focus.

"Y/N...did I fall asleep?"

You nod, watching as he slowly sits up properly, blinking the sleep away. His hair was slightly out of place-- some of the strands sprawled on his forehead.

"I apologize. I'm sure you're hungry-- the position of the sun indicates we've been here for quite a few hours. We can-"

He stops himself when he can feel your fingers on his forehead, gently swiping the hair strands away from his face. He watches you carefully as you tidy up his hair, picking up on your quiet humming. When you're done, you pull away and offer a small smile.

"Sorry, I just wanted to get that for you. I am in fact hungry though--let's eat!" You turn and walk off to grab your stuff. "I'm sure I have my portable stove and some ingredients to cook us something yummy."

Albedo watches on, slowly bringing his hand up to his head. The feeling of your fingers on his head remains and he can't help the fuzzy sensation traveling through his body.

✦✧✦✧

After a nice warm lunch, you both resume your work. Before long, the sun has start to set-- the day was coming to an end. You didn't want to travel back to Mondstadt at night, what with the cold and darkness, so you had gone ahead and packed your things.

"Thanks again for letting me stay and work here, 'bedo! I got a lot of work done," you thank Albedo, slinging your bag over your shoulder. "Can I come back another day?"

"You're always welcome here at my lab, Y/N. You never need to ask," he answers.

And he meant it-- you were respectful of his time and his need for complete focus. You treated passing adventurers with kindness and were always patient. And when you spoke to Albedo? There was this look of adoration that was always present in your eyes. And that nickname you sometimes called him-- 'bedo. How could he not want you by him?

"Thank you so much, 'bedo!" You reach over and squeeze his hands tightly in yours, smiling up at him. "I'll see you next time!"

With that, you were off-- you started sprinting down the snowy path back down the mountain, back towards Mondstadt where your house was. As Albedo watched you leave, he couldn't help but feel...sad. While he knew you would come back, he seemed no longer interested in continuing his experiment or updating his journal. Nothing seemed appealing without your presence next to his.

No matter, He muses to himself. I'll just prepare for their next visit.

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2 - 𝓛𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 𝓒𝓪𝓶𝓹

"Gather around everyone," Director Jose calls, pulling you out of your daydream. You join the rest of the leadership team, flashing a smile at the familiar faces.

"I'm glad you're all here and on time. I understand that being here at an early time is less than ideal, especially during your summer beak, but I promise that this time spent here will be beneficial for setting up the band for success!"

There are a few scattered claps and sounds of approval-- most of the people here are still half-awake.

"Now, the first thing we want to do is-" Before he can start explaining the schedule for the day, he's cut off by the cries of a familiar voice.

"I'm here! I'm here!"

Everyone turns their heads to see Venti running up to them, his flute case jingling with every step he takes. When he approaches the circle, he hunches over, gasping for air. Jose looks over, unimpressed.

"Venti, what was call time?"

"Ehe...6 am?"

"And what time is it now?"

"...6:13 am?"

"Go run a lap," the director orders. Everyone flinches and Venti feels his heart sink. However, he says nothing, setting down his case. He knows better than to fight it, instead opting to just start jogging. Everyone watches him run off before slowly turning their attention back to the director.

"Now, where was I?"

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Jose is just a name I came up with LMAO. Couldn't keep calling him just "director"

Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college-- 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with...Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

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(Sfw) How you spend time with each other in the winter

Characters: Aether, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Xiao x GN!Reader

Warnings: Ayato is strong enough to catch you (canon tbh), Childe and you kiss but it doesn't get steamy, Xiao is strong enough to carry you (extremely canon tbh)

Notes: For aether's part, let's pretend that you can make it snow in a teapot 🫣 , милая means "darling"

WC: 1.8k words total

"Here you go love," Aether says, handing you a cup of hot cocoa. You smile at him and make room on the couch for him, opening up the giant fuzzy blanket for him to get under.

Aether had done a lot of commissions in the past week, leaving you two unable to spend a lot of time together. It made for some lonely nights, with you having to entertain yourself in the teapot. Today was different-- he had cleared all commissions early and let Jean know that any requests for him were to either be redirected to someone else or have to wait until another day. Today was focused on you, his lover. And he intended to keep it that way.

Once he got comfortable, you adjust so you can lean on him, resting your head on his shoulder. He gives you a kiss on your forehead and rubs your side, causing you to melt as you feel his calloused hands through your shirt. The fireplace was ablaze, warming the entire room up as you watch the snow fall outside.

"I missed this," you sigh, closing your eyes. He nods, taking a sip of his own mug.

"I did too."

In preparation for Christmas, you took it upon yourself as the Lady of the Estate to hang up decorations. Ayato and many of the other servants insisted it wasn't necessary, but you refused to sit by.

"I've decorated my house for years with my family. This will be no different," you explained a few days ago. He wanted to push back, but he figured that there was no harm. Besides, he couldn't deny that seeing the childlike wonder in your eyes from gathering Christmas decorations made him happy for you. This brings you to where you are today.

You were currently decorating the hallways of the estate with wreaths and garlands. Servants would come in throughout the process to drop off more decorations for you to use, or to offer snacks for both you and Ayato. With you on the ladder, everyone was slightly on edge about you falling down. With Ayato there to catch you though, they said nothing.

"Babe, can you pass me a wreath?" He looks up at you and nods, reaching down to grab a wreath from a crate and hand it to you. You thank him and shuffle around on the ladder step to hang it on the pillar, connecting it to some garland. You lean back a bit to admire your work, glancing down the hallway. It's nice to see it all come to fruition slowly. At this rate, it'd be decorated right before Christmas and before families would come over.

As you move to get down, you misstep, tripping on your own feet and falling off. You yelp in surprise and attempt to grab a ladder step, but your fingers just barely brush against it before you're out of reach. Ayato doesn't miss a beat and immediately rushes forward to catch you, gathering you in his arms. You immediately cling to his body, breathing heavily as the quick adrenaline rush you got from falling runs through your body.

Ayato shakes his head and carefully sets you down on the ground, making sure you're able to stand steadily.

"Why don't we take a break?" He suggests, carefully dusting off your clothes. You nod in agreement-- now was a good time for a break.

You and Childe decided to throw a holiday party back at his family house in Sneznyha. Many of the younger kids were running around, laughing, and sneaking cookies off of various trays. The adults were milling around, catching up, and enjoying the drinks all the while gossiping with each other. The energy was high and everyone was having a good time.

You take out the Coulibiac pie you were baking-- Childe's mother had given you the recipe and you wanted to attempt to make it. The smell of spices and baked meat floods the kitchen. It was enough to drag Childe away from wherever he was.

"It smells good, милая (darling)," he comments. You jump a bit in surprise, not expecting to hear anyone, but immediately relax as you feel his warm arms wrap around your waist. You can tell he's already had a bit to drink-- alcohol clings to his clothes like cologne. You wiggle out of his hold, earning a quiet whine.

"I'm glad you think so, but it's hot. I don't want to drop it or burn myself," you gently chide him, walking over to set down the pie on a cooling rack.

"But I miss you," he continues to whine. "You've been cooped up in here all night while the rest of us are out there."

You roll your eyes and flash him a cheeky grin, taking off your apron and setting it aside. You check your reflection in a nearby kitchen, making sure you still looked presentable as you dusted off any food that may have gotten on you.

"Alright, I'll get out there then," you decide, and he cheers, walking up to take your hand. You smile and cross the doorway to enter the living room. However, you don't get far before you feel a tug on your arm and you're pulled slightly back. Confused, you look at Childe.

"What's wrong, baby?" He points up, and you follow your gaze. There was mistletoe hanging over the doorway arch. Your cheeks warm up and you sputter, trying to get words out. Childe's grin widens as he gets closer and gently cups your face between his hands.

"Cat got your tongue, милая?"

You don't get a moment to respond as he leans down and brushes his lips against yours. Instincts take over and you're wrapping your arms around his neck.

When you told Diluc you wanted to bake, he was more than happy to encourage you to do so. Adelinde was surprised but was willing to take a break and have you work on Christmas desserts. You invited Diluc to join you and he agreed, assuming that the process would be calm and straightforward-- your confidence had him believe you had done this enough times to be neat.

He was quickly proven wrong when he stopped to take a look around the kitchen after you both had been baking for the past two hours. The dough was spilled on the counters, the icing was everywhere, and raw eggs and milk were spilled on the counters and in the sinks. It was truly a nightmare.

"You know, when you said you wanted to bake, I assumed that it would be a neater process," he confessed, turning to you. You look up from the cookies you were haphazardly decorating, smearing red icing on what Diluc can only assume was supposed to be a stocking.

"I never said I was the best baker, darling. I said I love baking," you explain. He sighs, nodding.

"I suppose that's right. Adelinde will kill us both and never let us back in the kitchen after this, I'm afraid.'

You giggle, shrugging your shoulders.

"That's alright. I wanted to just do this once, for Christmas. And I'm glad I got to do it with you."

Diluc's chest swells and his face reddens, matching his firey locks. You laugh at this and wave him over, holding up a cookie for him to try.

"C'mon, let's eat some of these before Adelinde gets on our cases."

Xiao didn't often go out and about the city-- he kept to himself mostly. He only appeared to those who called out his name, or when he was at Wangshu Inn to get some almond tofu and recuperate. So when you asked him to take a wall through Liyue Harbor, he hesitated.

"I don't want to cause a commotion for you. I'm an Adeptus, Y/N," he explains. You shrug and turn to grab your winter coat.

"Many of the people of Liyue remember when you and the other Adepti helped save the country from Osial. I can't blame them for getting excited at the prospect of seeing you in person," you counter. As you adjust your coat you look over at Xiao who gives you a pensive look. "If you don't want to come that's fine. I just wanted to ask because I thought it'd be fun!"

He stands there for a bit, watching you finish getting dressed. Just as you grab the door handle to open, he grabs your hand. Surprised, you look back at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes?" He's quiet, almost hesitating to speak.

"I'll come with," he decides. It's quiet for a bit, but slowly a smile breaks out across your face. You open the door and tug him out of your house, laughing.

"Then let's go!"

The day is spent walking around the harbor, talking to various shop owners, and trying out the hot and fresh street food various merchants were selling. You offer Xiao to try a steamed meat bun. He denies the offer at first but at your insistence, he takes a bite. The way his eyes light up as he eats was something you'll never forget. He had gotten excited and ended up devouring half of the bun before realizing you and the merchant were staring at him in amusement. He's quick to compose himself and shove the other half of the bun in your hands.

Xiao was hounded a bit, what with people recognizing him as one of the saviors of the harbor, but it didn't lessen your fun going out and about. It was fun to see him get embarrassed by all the well-deserved praise. By the end of your journey around the harbor, you had gotten tired and passed out on a bench while waiting for Xiao to finish talking with some kids. Noticing your slumped-over figure on the bench, he scoops you up into his arms and begins his journey back to your house. He easily could've teleported back, but he found that he enjoyed holding you like this.

"I want to enjoy this feeling a little longer."

The length of the sections does not indicate favoritism-- it's just how I ended up writing the scenarios.

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3 - 𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓗𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓜𝓮!

It's the last day of leadership camp. Everyone has spent the past week practicing for hours in the sun, learning effective methods to guide the members of their sections, and overall getting closer as a team.

For you, this past week has been...interesting to say the least. On the first day, you ended up being paired with Diluc for trust falls. That ended up with you being unable to catch him and falling to the ground. It was embarrassing to have everyone's eyes on you as he hovered over your frame. Strong hands planted on either side of your head and eyes that were like flames bore into yours. He was the first to make a movement and help you stand up, leaving you with your cheeks warm and your brain unable to form words.

Mid-week you were practicing your baton twirling to help with warm-ups and accidentally flung your baton right at Diluc as he was passing by. You apologized profusely, assuring him that it was not intentional. He believed you-- he had no reason to not believe you. He returned the baton and wished you luck on warmups.

And now it was the end of the week-- the final day of having each other's company to yourselves before you were in charge of a 300+ marching band. The director had you all gather on the field for a special announcement. The energy behind his actions and words let you all know he seemed particularly excited. When everyone was settled, he began speaking.

"Let me just praise you all for your hard work. You've come together and made yourselves better leaders who have faith in each other. You've improved your skill and shown more confidence!" His eyes slid to Venti. "And you've become more on time."

Everyone breaks out into laughter as Venti shrugs, grinning.

"Hey, you elected me director!" The director shakes his head before continuing.

"The last thing I want us to do is to promote sportsmanship. While yes, competitions are competitive and we want to go to Nationals, I think it's important for us to remind ourselves and the band that rivalries are nothing to be causing fights for. All marching bands are filled with performers. We're all going for the same goal. So, I decided to invite the leadership members from Liyue, Inazuma, and Sumeru over so we can all meet each other!"

Noises of confusion and complaint spread across the field, with many members looking utterly confused.

"I'm sorry, you invited our rival schools?" Kaeya questioned, raising an eyebrow. "How did you pull that off?"

"Oh, this has been in discussion for months. After that last incident where Liyue and Inazuma band members got into a fight, I've been talking with the principals and directors of each respective school about coming together to assuage any tensions. It luckily worked out and they'll be all here soon," the director explained. He seemed oblivious as to why many of the students were opposed to this idea.

"It's a bit inconvenient to make a lot of the students of different regions travel all the way here for one day," Albedo comments, and many other members nod their heads in agreement.

More and more of the students started shouting out their concerns as they grew agitated. Director Jose is quick to calm everyone down, offering a sheepish smile.

"I hear your concerns but please try to take this in stride. We're trying to combat these agitations so we don't have a repeat of last year. Not to mention, it will be insightful to see how the other schools approach guiding a band-- it will be beneficial for all of us!"

Although most were still skeptical, everyone seems to calm down and accept it. Pleased, the director sends everyone off. You walk over to your friends, who all have mixed feelings about the situation. Amber is the only one who is optimistic.

"It won't be that bad guys! A lot of the members of these bands are super nice. And it'll be sweet to talk to everyone when we're not all in competition mode," she explains.

"I just think it's weird to do it in general. You've heard of any other schools doing this?" You ask, unscrewing the cap of your water bottle off. "It just feels unnecessary."

"W-well the director said it should be fun. And it would be nice to see how Inazuma does things. They continue to be top performers every year and no one knows how they do it," Sucrose pipes in. You shrug and turn your attention to your phone, trying to pass the time.

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"Look! The buses are piling in!" One of the members yells, pointing to the trail of buses that pull into the parking lot near the field. Everyone, including the director, rushes over to greet the incoming guests. The bus doors open on all three and the crowd of students backs up as the members from Liyue, Inazuma and Sumeru step down. The skeptic vibes from earlier disappear as familiar faces are seen.

Friends meet up and gush about the summer and their camps while others get reacquainted and friendly. You peek over everyone's heads, looking for the familiar blue hair of your friend from Sumeru.

"Y/N, over here!" You whip your head around and see Candace waving at you. You smile and raise your hand to wave, but stop in your place. Standing next to Candace was an all-too-familiar face.

"Amber, hide me!" You quickly duck behind your friend, who looks at you confused.

"What, why? What's going on?"

"I didn't realize Al-Haitham was going to be here!" Amber, gasps in surprise. She gets on her toes to see above the crowd, freezing when she recognizes the familiar gray-haired man.

"Your ex?!"

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Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college-- 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with...Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

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3.5 - 𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓗𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓜𝓮!

"Al-Haitham really became a drum major? He didn't come off as the type to be interested in that kind of thing," Amber comments, turning her gaze back to your crouching form. You peer up at her and raise an eyebrow.

"And Diluc did?" She sighs in concession.

"Fair point." She looks back over the crowd, watching as Kandake and Al-Haitham make their way over. There's an uncomfortable look across his face.

"I think he knows you're here too. Should we dip?"

You stare at the ground for a bit, considering the options. It had been quite a few months and you were over the breakup, for the most part Al-Haitham was always the more calm and collected one-- perhaps he'll be over it and will treat me as just another person? You thought to yourself. Slowly, you rise up and dust yourself off.

"No. It's fine. I'm a senior in college-- I can do this," you assert. As soon as the duo stop in front of you, you flash them both a warm smile.

"Y/N! It's good to see you. I'm glad that the last competition didn't scare you off," Kandake teases. You let out a huff in annoyance, crossing your arms.

"Don't you worry-- this year, we'll crush you. Both in the fall and the winter," you counter.

"Oh? You sound so confident, Y/N!"

The both of you butt heads as you start arguing-- spouting off about who had better performers. Al-Haitham and Amber stand to the side, only able to watch on as you two argue.

"Those two never change, do they?" Amber comments, giggling to herself. Al-Haitham nods, his gaze focused on you.

Truth be told, he only became a drum major at the director's insistence. He had no interest in doing anything more than necessary-- being in band was a choice he made to keep his mind sharp. However, knowing that you had also become a drum major made him feel a little more satisfied with his choice. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he did in fact miss you. The breakup left a sour taste in his mouth.

"They're over it, Haitham." Amber comments, pulling the man out of his thoughts He looks down at the brunette, whose eyes are firm.

"Please don't worry too much about them. They've had a lot of time to move on from the breakup." Al-Haitham lets out a scoff, crossing his arms.

"Don't be so foolish. I have no intention of endeavoring in a pointless pursuit."

"Woah! The energy here is crazy!" A voice calls out, grabbing all four of you's attention. You look over to see a ginger girl with long hair walking over, followed by a familiar-looking funeral parlor owner. You step away from Kandake, waving over your friend.

"Hu Tao! You're a drum major?" She lets out a laugh, shaking her head.

"You think I could be a drum major while running my funeral business? No way! I'm just Captain," she responds. She gestures to her friend, her smile growing bigger.

"Meet Violet! She's my partner in crime and Flute Section Leader. Violet, this is Y/N, Amber, Kandake, and Al-Haitham." Violet waves, offering everyone a smile.

"Nice to meet you all. It's nice to have a face to everyone that Liyue will be crushing this year!" That starts another heated but playful spat between the leadership students from the three schools. Director Jose walks by, noticing the energy coming from the group.

"Well, at least they seem to be having fun."

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The directors from the four schools had led through a couple exercises and games for everyone, similar to what you had been put through the past week. By the end of it, anyone who wasn't familiarized with the other schools was talking and laughing as if they knew each other for ages.

In the middle of the activities, you were getting a little overheated, so you took a rest by the coolers. Despite your initial concerns, things had been going well and camp was going to end on a nice note. Al-Haitham didn't even talk to you much!

"Y/N."

Spoke too soon. You sigh and look up at him. His eyes are unreadable as he stares ahead, although the grip he has on the cup tells you that he's uncharacteristically nervous.

"Al-Haitham. Tired?" You ask, nodding your head to the cup.

"No-- it takes a lot more to shake me up. It's just been a bit too much socialization for my comfort."

You nod, taking a sip of your water. You both stand there in awkward silence, and you hope it's the end of that. Al-Haitham has other plans.

"Y/N, I am sorry. I was not who you needed at the time," he starts, and you raise your eyebrow.

"You're just now realizing that?" He sighs.

"I was aware for a while. But I didn't know how to tell you." You scoff, and the frustration and anger you had managed to suppress in the last couple of months start to bubble inside you, rising like a flood.

"A text was your best idea? You didn't have the balls to break up with me in person?" He winces and finally looks down at you, meeting your fury-laced gaze.

"I thought it was the easiest way to convey my rationale."

You rise to your feet, the grip on your cup tight enough to crush the styrofoam.

"Oh, I got your rationale alright. You're an over-confident, uncaring piece of shit who can't be bothered to think beyond himself for more than 2 minutes!"

Some nearby students hear your outburst and look over at you two. Murmurs spread around as your audience watches on.

"Y/N-"

"Don't even start! You couldn't have said this 6 months ago? You instead wait for the perfect moment to speak to me-- a moment that only happens because due to faith! Tell me, Al-Haitham. Would we be having this conversation if we both weren't in leadership?"

In a rare moment, you had gotten the scholar to hesitate. His adam's apple bobs as he swallows his spit. Tension is thick through the air-- you'd imagine if you had a butter knife, you could cut through it. You feel your hand get wet-- you had crushed the cup way too hard and he cold water had spilled all over your fingers, dripping onto the turf.

"Y/N, the Mondstadt Drum Majors are having a huddle. Let's go," Diluc's voice pierces through the silence, grabbing you and Al-Haitham's attention. He doesn't look at you, instead staring down your ex.

"Is everything okay?" For once, you were glad you saw the redhead. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and nod.

"Yeah, I'm coming. Sorry about that." You toss your crushed cup into the nearby trash. Diluc nods and turns around, leading you off. You don't spare a glance at Al-Haitham, who watches you walk away. His frown deepens.

For some reason, he did not predict that conversation ending the way it did.

Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college-- 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with...Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

A/N: 👁️ Well then. Also, Violet is @sugakookiessss's OC here. They'll be sprinkled throughout the series, along with another friend's OC. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas weekend/holiday weekend! We should get back to the mostly social media setup soon!

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(SFW) Security

Characters: Tighnari x GN!Reader

Warnings: A little suggestive in the beginning but nothing explicit, descriptions of anxiety (separation anxiety??)

WC: ~0.9k words

Sunlight peeked through the curtains of Tighnari's room, bringing light into the room. Vines unfurled their leaves, inviting warmth and light. As the light spreads throughout the room, it shines over your face. You groan, turning your body so you can bury your face into your lover's chest. Tighnari purrs in response, pulling you closer to his body.

The bliss is short-lived of course. The light continues to spread and soon the forest ranger is unable to ignore the reminder to wake up. He growls under his breath, slowly arching his back in a stretch. His tail unfurls from around your waist, and the lack of warmth makes you whine in dissatisfaction. You open one eye, watching the canine let out a big yawn, revealing his sharp teeth. He smacks his lips and his eyes flutter open, pupils dilating as he takes in the sudden bright light.

"Ack! Ah...'s bright," he mutters to himself, looking down. He smiles and leans down, nuzzling your nose with his. "Good morning."

You smile tiredly and tap his face in acknowledgment.

"Good morning. Are you going on patrol today?" You're hopeful for a day spent being tangled in the sheets and lazing under the sun. The sound of joints popping and sheets being rustled disappoints you as you watch Tighnari slowly sit up.

"Today's another day of scouting for me dear." One look at you and he can see the disappointment painted all over your face. He gently cups your face and leans back down to kiss your temple.

"I always return safe and on time, don't I?"

And it was true-- without fail, for as long as you can remember, he never was gone longer than predicted. If it was a daily patrol, he was back before the moon was high. If he had a trip out to the desert and he said he would be gone for a week, he'd be back seven days later, 168 hours on the dot. It didn't make his departures any less disappointing.

He thumbs your cheek and rises from the bed, revealing his half-naked form. You look away shyly, the marks from your intimate previous night still evident on Tighnari's toned back. You turn your gaze back to him, watching as he moved around the room to prepare for his patrol.

Within the hour, both of you were standing in the doorway, bidding your farewells.

"If anything pops up, I will send a hawk out. Otherwise, I'll see you by moonrise," he promises, and he raises his hand to pat you lovingly. "Don't get into any trouble, or I'll give you that nasty medicine again."

You cringe, the memory of the last time you got needlessly hurt flashing in your mind. Tighnari laughs, pleased to know his message got across. Instinctively, his tail wraps around your leg and you stumble forward a bit. He wraps his arms around you, and you reciprocate.

There you two stand, enjoying each other's warmth. It's routine for you-- it should get easier every time. It should never be long-- after all, he always made it back home. But that doesn't stop the fears from creeping into your head. From the Fatui to the Withering Zones to stray Eremites and treasure hoarders-- anything could surprise him and leave him injured. And who's to say you'd find out in time?

"I love you," he whispers, and you're pulled out of your worrisome thoughts. Tighnari's the first to pull away, offering you a reassuring smile as he holds your hands in his. You take a deep breath, squeezing his hands.

"I love you too."

✦✧✦✧

Night has fallen and the moon has risen. Robin chirps are replaced with owl hoots. Instead of hearing the ambient chatter of the villagers in Gandharva Ville, trees rustling and crickets chirping. What you don't hear is the footsteps of Tighnari approaching your shared abode.

You glance outside, noticing the high position of the moon. You hadn't received a letter from Tighnari and none of the rangers who remained had notified you of any delays. He should be home by now. Your thoughts from earlier returned, doubt swirling in your mind.

You feel your breath become shaky, your hands becoming clammy and your chest tightening. The flowers were hypnotizing and you felt yourself getting dizzy as your environment warped and twisted around you. Tighnari is never late without reason.

The loneliness is suffocating and you're brought to your knees. You clasp your hands on your head, curling up within yourself in the center of the front room. You're so swept in your own anxieties and worries that you don't notice the door opening and Tighnari's voice calling for you. Noticing your hunched-over figure, he crouches in front of you, green and brown eyes swirling with worry.

"-/N! Y/N!" You jolt in surprise as your brain recognizes him. Slowly, the tension in your body melts away as you feel a familiar furry mass wrap around you.

"Are you okay? Are you sick?" He questions, ears perked and alert. His gaze wanders around your body, looking for an obvious source of your pain. When he sees you unharmed, he looks back at you, meeting your gaze. Instantly, you latch yourself onto him, nearly sending him toppling back. He sighs in relief and hugs you, holding you flush against him.

"Apologies. I ran into some trouble and met up with Cyno and the traveler. I meant to send a hawk but it slipped my mind. I'm here now, he explains, pressing a kiss on your head. You nod in understanding, but don't move your head from his shoulder. You both sit there in complete silence, enjoying each other's presence.

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4 - 𝓞𝓱…𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓡𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻?

The rest of the day was spent doing bonding activities with each other and trying to beat the summer heat. Friendships were created or strengthened, and friendly rivalries were started. Before long, it was time for the foreign schools to head back to their countries so the students could rest. Everyone bid their farewells and the Mondstadt students watched as the buses drove off.

Seeing as it was their home turf, you all were tasked with cleaning up after everyone-- picking up trash, putting materials and instruments away, and preparing for next week. As the sun slowly fell over the horizon, you can feel fatigue start to creep in. You opt to take a break, finding refuge near a tree off to the side.

You sit down on the grassy ground, resting against the wide tree trunk, and close your eyes, focusing on your environment. The trees rustle as a gentle breeze blows by, and you can hear the faint chatter of your other classmates talking away as they clean. The calm of the environment was soothing, and you can feel the tension from earlier slowly evaporate.

You stay there for some time, maybe 15 minutes, and you feel the fatigue transform into drowsiness. Just as sleep is about to take over and rock you into the realm of dreams, a voice grabs your attention.

"There you are. Amber was getting worried about you," Diluc comments.

You force your eyes open, blinking away the sleep that was creeping into them.

"I was barely gone," you mumble, placing your hands on your knees as you force yourself up.

"It's getting dark-- only normal to be concerned." He looks back at the students on the field. "You alright?"

You stare at him, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

"Earlier. You looked like you were going to punch him had I not stopped you when I did," he presses on. Your mouth forms an 'o' shape and you nod, rubbing your neck.

"Yes, I'm fine. Thanks for asking." You bite your lip. "And thank you for pulling me away when you did."

Diluc gives you a small smile and reaches down to grab the bag of trash you had set aside.

"Perhaps I should be glad that you were not so angry back in the cafe to punch me in the face," he jokes, and you feel your cheeks turn hot.

"T-that was my mistake. I apologize," you mumble, and his smile widens.

"I think you already apologized when ended up passed out on Lisa's couch cuddling."

You choke on air, watching the man bewildered. You thought he had forgotten!

"How did you...I thought you didn't remember?"

"Truth be told, I didn't. I caught a glimpse of Venti's story and saw the picture."

You wanted the ground to swallow you up whole right there, or for an archon to strike you down where you stand. This wasn't happening. It couldn't be happening.

Sensing your internal conflict, Diluc is quick to comfort you.

"Listen, I don't care really. We were both drunk and it's not like we did anything stupid," he reasons, shrugging. "I'm willing to move on if you are."

"Please, I beg. Let us never speak of it again."

Diluc chuckles, and you swear you feel your heart stop. It's short-lived and not necessarily special, but there's something comforting about the fact you made him laugh, even just a tiny bit.

"As you wish. Shall we head back with everyone?"

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Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college– 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with…Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

A/N: This is my third fucking time writing this chapter out and trying to post it. Tumblr is getting on my damn nerve. To preserve my sanity, I'll just draft all future chapters on Google Docs. Anyway! Updates will get more sporadic after this first arc tbh. My idol group is picking up steam and classes are starting again for me soon. I will try to keep up though!

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(Sfw) The first time you call him a term of endearment

Characters: Aether, Ayato, Cyno, Gorou, Heizou, Kaeya

Warnings: Fem. leaning nickname in Ayato's (princess), Cyno is implied to be taller than reader, reader is ticklish in Heizou's, mention of alcohol in Kaeya's

WC: 1.4k words total

Pt. 1, Pt. 3

"Aether honey, fetch me my watering pail!" You call out to him, currently hunched over the seeds you had just planted in the soil. You both were doing some tending to the garden you had just recently started in your teapot, and you had just finished the planting process.

You hear the loud crashing and clunking of metal behind you, and you whip your head around to see Aether standing there, hands at his side and gaze focused on you.

"Are you okay?!" You ask, hurriedly rising to your feet to check on him.

"'Honey'...you called me 'honey,'" he breathes out, watching you. You blink once, twice, and then nod.

"I did, yes," you confirm.

His cheeks turn pink and he looks away, pulling his scarf up a bit in an attempt to hide his face. He clears his throat and bends down to grab the watering pail.

"I-I'll just go ahead and get this filled up with water for you," he mumbles and rushes off before you can say anything.

You and Ayato were walking around Inazuma City, soldiers trailing behind to watch over you two. You wanted to see what the merchants were selling, and perhaps say hi to a few old friends.

A jewel in a nearby stand catches your eye, and you drag Ayato over quickly.

"Darling, look! Wouldn't this ruby be beautiful in a necklace?" You coo, leaning down to get a closer look at it.

He falters a bit before he responds, almost taken by surprise by the pet name. Almost. He recovers quickly and responds with his own term of endearment.

"If it pleases my princess, you can have every jewel the owner is selling."

His voice is smooth and the nickname rolls off his tongue flawlessly, sending goosebumps down your back. You look back, eyes bright with excitement while your face is flushed with embarrassment. He gives you a polite smile, as if unaware of the effect of his words on you, and turns to the merchant to make the purchase.

The moon was high, shining through the night sky and down on Sumeru City. The activity was slowed and most everyone inside their homes, save for a few that clung to the shadows, hopeful to take advantage of unsuspecting passerbys. Word spread quickly that the General Mahamatra had returned home though, and those looking to cause trouble quickly dispersed.

"Y/N, I'm back," Cyno announces as he walks inside your home.

He sets aside his polearm and takes off his headpiece, setting it aside on a nearby table. You walk out of the kitchen, wrapped in a blanket and clutching a hot mug of tea in your hand. You smile and step closer to your partner.

"Welcome back Cyno. I trust you served justice well?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods and leans forward, resting his head on your shoulder. You feel the weight of his work melt off upon touch and almost fall over due to him putting all his weight on you.

"Alright love, let's get you to bed," you gently chide, setting aside your mug.

He hums-- in delight you deduce, based on the high-range sound, but makes no move to pull away.

"That's new. Instead of cuddling a bed bug, it seems you'll cuddle a lovebug?"

You groan loudly and shove him off of you gently.

"Nevermind, sleep on the couch!"

You and Gorou were helping the soldiers on Watatsumi Island move the crates of supplies around. You'd been at it since sunrise and the fatigue was starting to eat at you. You drop a crate on the ground with an unceremonious thud and groan, rubbing your back. Gorou's ears pick this up and he instantly turns to you, also grabbing the attention of his fellow soldiers.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" He asks, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

He was easy to read-- his tail sways back and forth, kicking up the dirt and anxiety was clearly filling his body. Had he pushed you too hard? You weren't a member of the Kokomi's platoons so technically this wasn't your responsibility-- you had just offered. You wave him off, flashing him a tired smile.

" 's nothing baby. I just need to rest. I'll catch up, yeah?" You explain, slowly sitting down next to one of the crates.

Gorou's tail straightens out instantly, and he's frozen in his spot. His ears are erect and his eyes widen as red spreads across his face. The soldiers are quick to pick up on their general's embarrassment and they start teasing him. You watch on in amusement but say nothing, leaving your partner to defend himself.

"Heiiiizooooou," you whine loudly as you lay on the couch.

He said that he wouldn't take too long on analyzing some reports for a case he was working on, promising to give you attention shortly. A promise that was made about 45 minutes ago. He always got sucked into his work and while usually, you were fine with that, you were feeling extra clingy today.

"Yesssss Y/N?" He matches your tone, poking his head out from his office. You huff.

"You promised you wouldn't take long. Surely your case can wait an hour or two!" He tsks at you disappointedly, shaking his head.

"Patience is a virtue, Y/N. You have to learn how to exhibit it! You wouldn't want me to let this criminal escape, would you? Imagine all the harm they could cause to Inazuma, or to you! My sweet darling lover!" Heizou mock faints, pressing a hand on his head for dramatic effect, earning an eye roll from you.

"Are you saying you wouldn't be able to take them? Getting weak are we babe?" You gripe, crossing your arms.

He stops in his place and looks at you properly, green eyes blinking owlishly.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" You ask, bringing a hand up to your cheek. He shakes his head, face cracking into a grin.

"I'm your babe, am I?" He teases, slithering over. "Am I your honey bunny too? Your baby? Your sweet love bug and apple of my eye?" With each sickeningly sweet nickname he lists off, he applies more pressure on your body as he tickles you.

You squeal in surprise, kicking your legs in an attempt to get him away. Laughter fills the room and your pleas for him to stop are ignored in favor of hitting all your ticklish spots. In all the excitement, you fail to notice the shine in Heizou's eyes and the tips of his ears turning red.

You and Kaeya had decided to stop by Angel's Share for a drink and to harass Diluc while he worked. The bartender was as curt as ever to him, not letting the calvary captain's teasings get to him. He was always cordial with you though-- never giving you a hard time. He only ever seemed to express disappointment with you when asking about what you saw in his brother.

"I'm still confused about how he managed to secure you as a partner," Diluc questions, giving Kaeya an unimpressed glance.

Kaeya faux gasps quietly, pressing a hand to his chest.

"Diluc dearest, you wound me. I'll have you know that I am a delight and it was my shining personality that won Y/N," he announces matter-of-factly.

You giggle into your cup as the two of them break into a small argument over Kaeya's character. It was nothing serious-- anyone with eyes could tell neither brother was taking the argument seriously. When their gaze turned to you, you pop an eyebrow up.

"Y/N, do tell Diluc just how lovely I am!" He begs, playing up the theatrics.

You swirl your mug a bit, watching the amber liquid slosh around.

"He's my snowdrop, Diluc. He's quite special to me, and you wouldn't know it but he secretly is a big sweetie and-"

Before you can finish, Kaeya's hand is slapped over your mouth. You and Diluc both look over at the man who is now stumbling over his words, cheeks turning dark. He was not prepared to be gifted a nickname so soon, especially in front of his brother.

"I-I think he gets the idea, Y/N," he coughs into his other hand, slowly letting the one covering your mouth drop.

Diluc flashes him a teasing smile.

"I think I do, snowdrop."

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5 - 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓮 𝓙𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓝𝓞𝓣 𝓪 𝓢𝓾𝓫𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻

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You decide to call a water break for your majorettes and head over to the water station. As you approach, you spot a familiar strawberry-haired classmate sitting by the cooler.

"You okay over there?" You call out to Diluc, who is currently hunched over, head buried between his knees. He grimaces at you as he looks up, acknowledging your presence.

"Ah, yeah. Just a little tired," he replies and buries his head back down.

You nod, but you know better. He's in the same position as all the other freshmen you've clowned today. That slight green tint to the fact, the hunched-over near fetal position sit-- he drank something he shouldn't have. And if what Kaeya rambles about his brother is true, you have an idea of what he drank.

You sit down next to him, unscrewing your water bottle and you both sit there in silence. You watch as Lisa makes some of the clarinets run laps-- no doubt a result of insubordination or playing their instrument wrong.

A few more moments pass and you decide to just ask.

"So, grape juice or milk?"

Diluc looks up at you in confusion and slight agitation, but you don't spare him a glance.

"What?"

"Did you drink grape juice or milk during practice today? You look like you're going to throw up," you explain, watching Cev, one of the juniors, run away from Venti as they hold his beret in the air triumphantly.

"..grape juice. I would never drink milk. The heat curdles it."

"And the heat ferments the grape juice."

"I did not calculate for that, it seems."

Silence falls between you two. A few minutes later, the director blows his whistle and gestures for everyone to surround him. You slowly stand up, setting your water bottle to the side. Diluc makes no move to do the same, still battling his rumbling stomach. You look down at him and flash him a wide grin.

"I'm going to clown your ass on Twitter," you tease.

His cheeks turn pink and he hisses at you.

"You wouldn't dare!"

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Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college– 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with…Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

A/N: And that's it for arc 1. I'll get arc 2 out in a couple days...maybe a week. otl we'll see what happens.

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If requests are closed ignore this but can you do xiao x reader?

The reader is an adeptus as well one xiao wasnt aware existed till the chasm incident when he saw a small crystal fly coming towards him before zhongli saved him.

How would he react and fall for the reader?

Fluff please? I've read too much angst

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(Sfw) Falling for You

Characters: Xiao x GN!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for the 2.7 archon quest, reader is an adeptus with a pyro vision, it's fluffy?? To an extent? A bit of a somber end but no one necessarily dies

WC: 1.6k Words

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Xiao felt his body grow weaker as he fell deeper down into The Chasm, the panicked voices of his allies but a distant sound. He had put all his energy and power into sending them back home-- he had done his duty faithfully. There was no need to feel regret or fear for the inevitable.

Just as his eyes slowly fall shut, a small red crystal fly flutters towards him. Only for a moment, a glimpse of life before his eyes. Before he can focus too hard, a glimmer of yellow shines, and geo-energy shoots right at him. Warmth encases him and as he closes his eyes, the crystal fly disappears.

Soon after, he appears outside The Chasm with the others, who hurriedly run over to check on him. His mind is racing and the residual energy is buzzing off of him. The words of concern from his allies fall on deaf ears-- all he could focus on was what he saw as he was falling.

That crystal fly...why is its energy so familiar...

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The next time Xiao feels that familiar energy, he's out patrolling the beaches near Wangshu Inn. One of the renters at the inn mentioned a hilichurl camp that was giving trouble to passersby and he wanted to investigate for himself. When he arrived, he saw you standing there, back facing towards him, in the center of what he can assume is the remains of the camp.

Smoke and water vapor rise around you and the smell of burnt wood and flesh floods his nostrils. You made quick work of the camp, as there was barely a mask left behind in the wreckage.

"I'm glad to see you are able to be up and moving fairly quickly, Alatus."

Xiao tensed a little-- you never turned around and yet you knew who was behind you.

"I'm an adeptus. It is not easy to take me down," he replies, tightening the grip on his spear. "Who are you?"

You finally look back at him, wearing a smile that does not quite reach your eyes.

"I am Y/N. Nice to meet you."

Xiao's breath hitches as he meets your eyes. There are speckles of red in your iris, reminding him of embers flittering off a flame. The longer he holds eye contact with you, the more intense the feeling of his heartbeat gets. It's loud and rumbles like thunder. He was sure there were no other adepti, and he definitely did not sense your presence in the chasm before. So how...

"I'm quite new actually. Only a few hundred years old-- nothing compared to your age I'd imagine," your voice pierces through his head, breaking him out of his thoughts. "I signed a contract with Morax and was spending my time in Natlan. However, when he told me what you were up to, I made my way back here."

Xiao studies your face, looking for any trace of deception. But your smile, while ingenuine, revealed no such thing.

"Then, you were the crystal fly?" He questions, and you nod, your smile widening.

"Ding ding ding-- we have a winner! I help Morax figure out where you were so he could rescue you. Although, I'm sure he would've found you all on his own eventually. He is the Geo Archon."

You pull out a pocketwatch from your bag, clicking your tongue when you see the time.

"It appears that I'm running behind on another errand. You'll have to forgive me, Alatus," you apologize, putting the pocket watch away. Just as you're about to run off, he stops you.

"Xiao. Call me Xiao," he insists. "That name carries memories and a history that is no longer relevant."

You look back at him, eyes scanning over his features properly. After a bit, the warmth from your smile reaches your eyes, and you nod.

"I'll see you around, Xiao."

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You and Xiao meet up more after that day. At first, you'd make bi-weekly trips to Wangshuu Inn, relaxing on the rooftop under the shining moon with Xiao as you recount your adventures to him. You remind him of Ganyu or even Yanfei, with you all having closer proximity to humans and even the mannerisms you've managed to adopt.

On one particular evening, you both exchange your favorite meals: he lets you try almond tofu, and you offer him a delicacy from Natlan. Neither dishes are to the other's taste, and you laugh it off as a result of "different environments." Nonetheless, you always bring him something to try and he does grow fond of the spicy and sweet candies that come from the land of pyro, along with the adeptus that guards the nation.

It wasn't until you had been coming for about 4 months that the yaksha finally realized his feelings for you. It was during the Lantern Rite Festival-- everyone was coming together to celebrate the memories of those who had passed. The streets were bustling with life and joy-- a sight that he knew you would not want to miss

Currently, Xiao is walking around the streets, searching for you. You promised that you would be there to release a lantern with him.

"Where are they?" He ponders to himself as he watches festivalgoers walk past and interact with the merchants.

A sudden warmth fills his chest, startling him a bit. He looks up and sees you standing on the roof of one of the buildings, holding a lantern. You flash him a grin and leap off. Catch me if you can, your actions read. Xiao grunts and he leaps after you, not wasting time.

You two race across the city toward the harbor, jumping over congested roads and excited patrons. It's not long before you land at the edge of the dock, Xiao landing right behind you.

"You're a tad too slow, Alatus," you tease, turning to face the yaksha. He grunts, looking away.

"You had a head start."

"Is that what we're going with? The 'head start' excuse?" You laugh, and Xiao is reminded of the bells that ring as merchants push their carts down the streets, selling their wares. A familiar and welcoming sound.

"You already have a lantern," he comments, deciding the change the subject.

You look down at the object in your hand, the heat from the candle inside warming your palms. It was carefully crafted, with a fire-breathing dragon painted outside. The way the flames danced inside made it look like the dragon's fire was alive and moving.

His, on the other hand, had a large peng bird painted on the outside, its wings spread to wrap around lantern. As the fire danced, it gave off the illusion of the wings flapping.

"Shall we release them together?" You ask, and he nods, stepping closer to the edge of the harbor.

You both stand there, waiting for the people in the city to release their lanterns first. You enjoy the environment around you-- a cool sea breeze blows past and you can hear the soft creaking of the nearby boats. The waves crash against the harbor walls and if you listen really closely, you can hear the slow breathing of you and Xiao as you stare out to the sea.

"You confuse me," Xiao states, earning an amused look from you.

"Oh? How so?"

He swallows thickly, his gaze focused on the ground and his mind racing as he searches for the right words to say. How does he explain the unnatural feelings he's felt all this time.

"You leave me wanting to see you daily. The time spent away from you has me feeling more irritable than usual. When you are here, it's like my karmic debt doesn't exist and I am allowed to simply be," he starts, slowly looking up to meet your gaze.

"I find needless chatter about everyday occurrences needless, and yet every time you're near I wish to hear you speak more. My head hurts and my chest aches, but they pain me more when you're gone...How does that work? Is it an adeptus ability you have trained to weaken me?"

You stare at him, gaze unwavering. It's overwhelming-- it's suffocating. You don't react or respond right away, and it's making Xiao feel like you're tearing everything he said apart, piece by piece. Why won't you look away? Why do you keep staring at me with such firey passion? Why oh why do I still want you to look on, to only keep your eyes on me?

"Alatus."

He gasps at your sudden proximity and nearly stumbles back. Your voice is light-- if the wind blew harder he'd have an issue hearing what you have to say. The embers in your eyes burn brightly.

"Do you want to know what those feelings mean?"

Amber eyes stare back at you, revealing millions of thoughts scrolling by. You can feel his breath against your lips, and your heartbeats are like drums beating in synch. Time seems to slow down and it's just you two in the harbor. You both wait with bated breath for his response.

"Yes," he breathes out finally.

Your lantern is released, floating up into the sky to join the hundreds of others that spread across the starry night, and warmth spreads across Xiao's lips. You taste of jueyun chillis and sugary rice pudding, and it's all he can taste. All he can feel is your body against his and the inviting movements of your lips on his. He releases his lantern next and wraps his arms around your body, the firm grip a reminder of his desire to not let you go. Not yet at least.

Under the sea of golden light, you two share a lover's embrace. Duties are but a second thought-- the first being entirely devoted to each other.

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hii i say ur " The first time you call him a term of endearment" post and can i request one where the roles get reversed with kaeya, thoma & heizou. fem!reader gets really really flustered hearing the term of endearment (perhaps one related to snow in kaeya's), tysm <33

(Sfw) Calling Each Other Terms of Endearment for the First Time

Characters: Diluc, Heizou, Kaeya, Thoma, Tighnari

Warnings: Slightly suggestive in Heizou and Tighnari's part, mentions of injuries in Tighnari's part

WC: 1.8k words total

Pt. 1, Pt. 2

He calls you a term of endearment first

The steady tick-tock of the clock reverbs around the study. Paper shuffling and ink scratching fill in the gaps, and the occasional chatter shared between you and Diluc adds life to the quiet environment. Days like this were normal-- enjoying each other's company even with minimal interaction.

The peace is broken by the sound of liquid splashing against the mahogany desk and Diluc's sudden groan in frustration. You look up from the book you were reading to see that ink had splattered on the parchment and his hands. He clicks his tongue and looks up at you, offering a small smile.

"Dearest, could you get a towel? Or just something to clean myself up with."

Your grip tightens on your book in surprise and you freeze in your spot. The redhead watches you strangely as you stumble over your words for a response.

"D-Dearest?" you finally spit out, incredulous. It's his turn to be embarrassed, his face turning as red as his hair.

"Y-yes, that's what I said. Do you not like it?" he's become shy, scared that he has overstepped his boundaries. You quickly shake your head, standing up abruptly and sending your book tumbling to the ground.

"I'll go get you a towel now!" you announce, quickly rushing out of the study. Diluc watches on, still embarrassed but slowly calming down.

He calls you a term of endearment first

"Two dango milks please!" Heizou orders for you two. You decided to have a stroll around Inazuma City-- Heizou had been busy with the recent Test of Courage situation and hadn't been able to spend some quality time with you. He promised that as soon as the situation was resolved he'd take you out.

And that's what brings you to today-- sipping on dango milk while you both sit on a nearby bench. You cringe at the initial taste, but stomach it as you chug the rest of it.

"Do you want to check out the Yae Publishing House next?" Heizou suggests, looking over. He stifles a laugh when he sees the milk staining your upper lip, unbeknownst to you. Seeing him struggle to conceal his laughter, you quirk an eyebrow up.

"Something on my face?" his smirk widens and he reaches over with a napkin to wipe up the milk.

"I didn't know you were trying to grow facial hair, doll. The white suits you," he teases, carefully dabbing away at the milk.

Your face warms up in embarrassment and you hiss at him, trying to bat him away from your face.

"Heizou please!"

"What? Would you rather I tell you what it reminds me of? After all, a delightful image appears in my head and I'd like to recreate it-"

"Shut up!"

He calls you a term of endearment first

"Race you to the beach!" you challenge, breaking into a sprint toward the beaches at Falcon Coast. Kaeya's jumps in surprise but is quick to recover as he breaks into a sprint himself. Despite your headstart, his agile body is quick to catch up and he soon overtakes you.

You both approach the glistening coast fast, and Kaeya's slides to a stop right at the shore, cementing his victory.

"Always just a little too slow it seems~" he teases, watching you jog up to meet him. You sigh, shaking your head.

"I could never beat the calvary captain could I?" he laughs, turning away.

You notice two buckets and a shovel resting against a giant rock and walk over to them. They look like children's pails-- one is blue and the other is your favorite color. You look up at him, and instead of his confident smirk, it's melted into a sheepish smile.

"I wanted to go seashell hunting with you. I used to do it all the time when I was younger," he begins and slowly trails off. A distant look twinkles in his eyes and the air turns somber. You clear your throat, pulling him out of it and you reach down to grab the bucket.

"Well let's get started then! Who knows, maybe we'll find treasure too!"

Kaeya's watches you carefully, and his smirk reappears.

"Oh? But I'd consider you the finest treasure around."

He's quick to dodge the projectile bucket, laughing at your flustered expression.

You call him a term of endearment first

"Thoma, where should I put this stuff?" you ask, looking over at your boyfriend.

You and Thoma were both housekeepers for the Kamisato Clan, although he had far more responsibilities than you did. Eager to help and already done with your chores for the day, you offered your assistance to him, and he was happy to have the help.

"Put it in the closet down the hall! It's extra stationery for Lady Ayaka and Lord Ayato," he answers, watching you carry the crate off.

He enjoys working with you as much as possible-- he has no problem taking care of his tasks on his own, but being able to have help, especially from his partner is always a bonus. You come back a few moments later, dusting off your hands.

"Sweetie, do you mind if I go and sit down? My back is killing me," you complain, placing your hands on your back to stretch. He waves you off, letting you take a breather as he presses on. Your words don't quite hit him until he's carrying another crate down the hall. Upon realization, he freezes and drops the crate on the ground, sending a thunderous noise down the halls. Nearby maids look over in surprise as the blonde stands there, dumbfounded and rosy-cheeked.

He calls you a term of endearment first

Having finished all of his tasks for the day, Thoma invited you to join him in feeding some of the nearby stray dogs. Happy to indulge in any spare time he had, you agreed to accompany him. It was one of your favorite past times to do with him. Watching the dogs slowly grow used to both of you was rewarding and it always left you feeling fulfilled and accomplished.

"Oh drat, we're out of some fowl," you complain, realizing your rummaging through your bag has turned unfruitful. Thoma looks over, frowning.

"I can run to the local market and get some?" he offers, but you shake your head, standing up.

"I'll go. I'll be fast," you promise, and you quickly take off to purchase the fowl. Thoma watches after you longingly before turning back to the dogs, showering them in affection.

"You all don't know how good Y/N really is," he begins, carefully ruffling one of the shiba's fur. "They're hard-working and kind, and they always offer to lend me a hand. On days that I don't see them, time seems to drag on forever."

Thoma sighs and sits back a bit, closing his eyes to take a break. The dogs all scramble to crawl in his lap and ask for his attention again, but he's starting to get lost in his thoughts.

"My sweetheart...my Y/N...I wonder if Lord Ayato has any ideas on how to propose," he ponders to himself, unaware of you hiding behind a tree. You had come back a while ago, but quickly hid when you heard Thoma talking about you. His nickname already had you fidgeting in embarrassment, but the idea of a proposal? You almost let out a squeal in excitement.

You call him a term of endearment first

It was a rare lazy day for both of you-- Tighnari had no patrolling duties and he was caught up on his research, meaning he could divert all his focus and energy on you.

Currently, you two were snuggled up on the couch enjoying the delicate notes playing from the record player ("It's this new technology from Fontaine!" you explained when you brought it home). His face was buried in your chest, ears pressed flat on his head while his tail resided in your hands, being carefully groomed by your fingers. The more you tangled his fur between your fingers, the louder his purring got.

"Tighnari, you're purring like a tiger," you tease, carefully slipping your hands down to cup his face and tilt it up so he can look at you. You squish his face, forcing it into a pout. He scowls at you, pulling his face away.

"What, am I not allowed to enjoy my partner's embrace? Should I be as stiff as a board?" he mumbles, burying his face in your chest.

"No no, it's cute I promise, love," you laugh, reaching back for his tail. You're unable to catch it as it starts wagging animatedly. You glance down at Tighnari, who willingly matches your gaze. There's a light of amusement shining in his eyes.

" 'Love?' " he inquires, and you smile down at him.

"Yes, is that a- wah!" you're cut off mid-sentence as Tighnari pushes himself up and straddles you, his clawed hands sliding up the side of your body.

"I want to hear it again, Y/N."

He calls you a term of endearment first

"Hey! Not so tight!" you whine, shooting a half-hearted glare at the forest ranger. He ignores your complaints, continuing the wrapping of your injuries.

"It needs to be tight to prevent unnecessary blood loss and make it harder for bacteria to enter the wound," he explains, carefully tying the bandage up. "I wouldn't be doing this though if some lummox didn't go into the withering zone without their weapon."

You cross your arms and look away from him in defiance, jutting your bottom lip out in a pout. You forgot to check your bag before you both went out, meaning when you arrived to clear the area out, you were weaponless. And those fungi did not go easy on you. Near the end of it, you were carried back to Tighnari's house with bruises and scrapes all over you.

"I thought it was in my bag."

"You were sorely mistaken," he chides, then turns to pack up his medical supplies. He leaves you alone for a bit and when he returns, you're hugging your legs to your chest. Anyone with eyes can tell there's a gloomy air around you.

"I'm not mad at you," he carefully reminds you, stepping closer. "I was just worried. You can't go rushing into danger unprepared."

You don't reply, still refusing to look at him. Tighnari sighs and plops down in the seat next to you, wrapping his tail around your body. You instinctively scoot closer, leaning onto him.

"I care about you a lot, and if something drastic were to happen to you-" he doesn't finish his sentence, biting his lip. Silence falls over you two, the clock on the wall ticking away.

"You're very special to me flower," he whispers. You jolt at his words, glancing up at him with wide eyes. You try to stammer out a response, words getting twisted on your tongue. He takes your hand and squeezes it, silencing your attempts to talk.

"Promise me you'll be more careful."

Now is "lummox" or "flower" the true pet name? 🤭

@seirenspinel Per your request I added Diluc cause he's my bbgorl and I wanted it to be 5

I personally don't think Kaeya's would call you a snow-related nickname? Even though Cryo is his vision does this make me hypocritical? maybe.

Lmao at this point this is becoming a series. Oh well! Requests (sfw and nsfw) are open~!

heyyy, okay so I read the cute lil Tighnari post and I died a lil (a lot actually, it was so cute pls my heart can't take it) If you have the time could you pls post more abt him 👁👁

I physically need more of that man, it doesn't really matter if it's sfw or nsfw or both. I just need more posts on this man or I will fall over and die 🛐

You 🤝 Me --> Needing more Tighnari content Say no more babes.

(Sfw) Tighnari as a Boyfriend

Characters: Tighnari x GN!Reader

Warnings: Slightly suggestive, subtle yandere themes

WC: 0.8k words

Fennec foxes mate for life. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Tighnari is loyal to a fault. Some of the villagers and even fellow rangers may try to woo him, but his eyes are focused on you and you alone

This also applies in the opposite direction-- if anyone flirts with you, he's by your side and growling at the offender, canines bared and ready to bite. Poor Al-Haitham got a bit of a shock when an off-handed, semi-flirtatious statement earned him a bone-chilling glare from Tighnari and the feeling of claws around his neck. Please give this man all of your attention

Gets very excited if you groom his ears and tails-- he likes to keep them nice and presentable for you and what better way to do that than to have you preen as you see fit?

Speaking of grooming-- if you do a particularly favorable job at it, he'll purr. Idc if foxes cant purr, Tighnari can. It's barely audible, trading sound for power as it's strong enough to be felt all over your body. Once he's purring you've won-- you could ask him anything and he'll probably say yes to it

Always brings you something from his expeditions-- from flowers to unique plants and strange creatures-- as long as he's vetted it to be safe, Tighnari will bring it home for you to keep. His tail curls up in anxiety as he watches you carefully inspect the gifts he brings home, but it always relaxes when he sees your delighted smile and you look at him with such adoration keep your eyes only on him

Speaking of his tail, it's the biggest indicator of his mood. If it's still, he's either in a neutral state or very focused. If it's swaying back and forth, he's calm and perhaps happy-- the faster it sways the happier he is. If it drags behind him on the floor like it has no life, he's upset. And if it curls up very tightly he may be a tad excited.

It also naturally seeks you out. If you stand next to him, it automatically wraps itself around your leg, waist, or just all over your body. You're familiar and safe, and it's a way of staying as close and connected to you as possible. It does make for some unfortunate moments when one of you decides to move abruptly, tugging the poor thing hard and lightly spraining it.

He will lecture you if you get in trouble or hurt yourself, but not out of anger-- only frustration and worry. He loves you very dearly and he doesn't want to think of a world without you. Tighnari's lectures are just another way of him expressing his concern for you and your safety. This also means that before you go anywhere, even if it's down the road to a local merchant, he'll make sure you have an emergency pack fully stocked. He can't have you tripping over a root and injuring yourself, and without anything to self-treat, now can he?

The cooler seasons are the best time to cuddle with him-- the fur on his ears and tail get slightly thicker to adjust to the falling temperatures, which makes sleeping curled up against the tail all the more comforting. Its extra warmth makes cool breezes and nightly chills a thing of the past.

While he does have a nickname or two for you, he doesn't call you by it often. Saying your name is loving as it is-- it's your name. It carries the weight of your history and how far you've come-- who you are. To him, that is the most precious thing and every time he says your name, all that information floods his brain as he conjures up the image of you, his lovely partner. During more sappy and romantic moments though, he will throw in a nickname for you here and there.

He may tease and be sarcastic with you, but if you express your discomfort, he'll stop immediately. However, if you can match his snarkiness and shoot back your own witty retorts, you'll have him completely ensnared. An off-handed comment turns into a full-blown snark fest with neither of you willing to give up until you leave the other completely stumped. It makes those around you either annoyed or amused. After all, anyone that can keep up with Tighnari's wit is sure to make a worthy opponent.

All in all, Tighnari is a very caring boyfriend with his own quirks. If you're lucky enough to be chosen by him, you'll have quite the satisfactory relationship-- one that only inspires joy and free love. Just be mindful not to set off one of his more fox-like instincts. It often can get...messy.

Requests (both sfw and nsfw) are open~! If you want a nsfw version of this lmk

6 - 𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓞𝓷!

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"Majorettes, fall in! Inspection time!" you yell over the bustling activity in the band room. The dancers near you hear your commanding voice and line up, signaling to those further down to line up and get ready. You carefully inspect each girl one by one, sending any that are out of uniform to the lockers to adjust any costumes or grab missing components. As you make your way down the line, you cross paths with Diluc, who gives you an acknowledging nod. You flash him a teasing grin back.

"You didn't drink any grape juice before tonight did you?" He rolls his eyes, returning your smile with an unamused one.

"You'll never let me live it down will you?"

"Absolutely not. You're 'Grape Boy' in my phone now."

"I'd rather whatever you had for me before." You raise an eyebrow.

"Even if it was 'bitchface?'"

"Was it?"

"...no." He laughs and shakes his head, returning to his own inspection line for the trumpets. You huff in annoyance and do the same, meeting the inquisitive stares of your fellow dancers.

"What are you looking at?" you ask, confused.

"...Nothing, nothing at all," one of the girls says and they all go back to normal. You narrow your eyes at their behavior, but deciding it wasn't worth the investigation, you resume inspection. As you go further down the line, one of the girls whispers to her friend.

"They were definitely flirting, right?" The friend nods eagerly, looking back to watch you.

"Without a doubt."

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Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college– 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with…Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

A/N: We're back! I can't make any promises about a consistent upload schedule so. We ball.

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