#𐂂 — chats

[seaspringangel]

Since it’s Ais’s birthday, I’m about to spam my blog with Ais propaganda <3

[earthlybeam]

Generally humans tend to be more openly affectionate and physically expressive than elves. They engage in actions like holding hands, giving their friends a quick kiss on the forehead or cheek for good luck or as a way to say goodbye, or when showing how much they’ve missed each other. It’s also common for humans to casually drape an arm around a friend’s waist while sitting together and chatting comfortably.

how would the elves react to this?

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Thranduil version only as stranger, friend, lover

🍷𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓾𝓲𝓵

Stranger:

𐂂 Thranduil, as the Elven King, is initially guarded, a bit aloof, and a tad suspicious of those he does not know well. When a stranger approaches him with a human touch—such as hand-holding, cheek-kissing, or a casual arm draped over his shoulder—he would stiffen at the unexpected display of affection. To him, such displays of warmth are foreign, and he would likely recoil ever so slightly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion or even mild irritation. His mind would race, wondering what such gestures mean, and why they are so freely given in human culture.

𐂂 However, he would temper his reaction, knowing that you are not truly a stranger to him—yet. If you are of noble stature or have proven your loyalty to him and his people, he would regard you with a measured caution. He might not immediately reciprocate, but there would be curiosity behind his cool exterior. Thranduil would study your behavior, trying to understand the depth of this affection and what it means for you, as he is unused to such direct expressions of care. His response would remain polite, yet distant, with perhaps a curt hand on your shoulder to acknowledge your gesture, but the subtle tension in his posture would make it clear that he is still unsure.

𐂂 Internal thought: Why do you think such gestures are appropriate with someone you’ve only just met? Public action: A formal nod or gentle, distant touch on the shoulder.

Friend:

𐂂 With a friend, Thranduil’s response is more nuanced. While still a king with an air of reserved dignity, he begins to soften, though he would still find human displays of affection strange and perhaps a bit excessive at times. If you are a trusted companion, someone he has traveled with or shared meaningful moments with, he might allow for small, fleeting touches in private settings. He would no longer react with surprise or irritation, but his responses are still measured. He may allow your hand to rest briefly on his arm, or offer a fleeting touch to your hand when parting ways, though his demeanor would remain a little formal.

𐂂 He might catch a glimpse of the affection you freely share with others and, in some quiet moments of reflection, wonder how it feels to have such bonds with those around you. Thranduil may not fully embrace the outward affection of humankind, but the warmth in your friendship has begun to seep into his heart, and he would be more open to subtle gestures—like a hand on your back as you walk side by side or a brief brush of fingers when your paths cross.

𐂂 Internal thought: How strange, yet… I find this comfort you speak of so strange to my own soul. Perhaps it is not so bad. Public action: A soft, almost imperceptible touch—perhaps a hand on the small of your back or a shoulder clasped as you share a moment of quiet camaraderie.

Lover:

𐂂 Thranduil’s transformation when dealing with a lover is the most striking. In private, when the two of you are alone, his once rigid and guarded nature becomes more fluid, allowing room for the intimacy of touch. At this stage, he has been won over by your warmth, and though still somewhat reserved in his responses, he is more open to receiving affection. He might surprise you with subtle, yet meaningful gestures—such as a hand slipping into yours without hesitation, a kiss to your cheek when saying goodbye, or his arm comfortably draped around your waist when you sit side by side. These actions are small, but they speak volumes to his feelings, showing that, though the centuries have shaped him into a being of quiet elegance, you have somehow unraveled that stiffness.

𐂂 His touch would be deliberate, with every moment spent near you feeling like something sacred. He would be especially tender when kissing you, his lips lingering longer than normal, savoring the touch and the emotions that come with it. As much as he still holds onto his kingly dignity, with you, he finds it possible to let that mask fall away, just a little. His gestures would grow more frequent, but still hold an air of subtlety, as if testing his own boundaries, but there’s no denying the bond between you both.

𐂂 Internal thought: Your touch, your presence… they make me feel alive in ways I never imagined. I am not so invincible to be untouched by such things. Public action: A lingering kiss on your knuckles or a quiet, almost imperceptible touch to the back of your neck—subtle, but laden with meaning.

If you want anymore of any other elven characters like Elrond, lindir, haldir, feren, meludir, Galion, elros, elladan, elrohir, Legolas, celeborn, erestor, glrofindel, Gil-galad.

Let me know 💚🍃

Galion, Elros, feren in this

Celeborn, erestor, Legolas in this

Elrohir and Elladan in this

[yourlocaltreesimp]

I honestly find your content AMAZING I mean any time I see you've updated I immediately look to see what it is that you have blessed us with. Tbh you've inspired me to go back into writing and break through my writers block so I've been thinking about several different scenarios and wanted to share even if it ain't the best.

.•♫•♬• 𝒀𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 •♬•♫•.

Imagine the Yan!Chain with a reader that always and I mean ALWAYS wears a medical mask, but nevertheless is sweet and kind to everyone (the masks kinda like the cloth ones that are pure black with the white mouth/ accesory designs on them). They never take it off even to eat or bathe unless they feel comfortable, safe, and trust the people their around which has yet to happen. The chain oh so desperately want to know what their beloved looks like beneath the mask, thinking of the way their cheeks and expressions look like and the way their lips would feel against them.

Masked!Reader that doesn't usually take off their jacket/hoodie for similar reasons and they seem to have a small figure They must be protected, the chain can't risk loosing such a small precious being... but reader knows personally that they aren't as weak as most people see them. The may be small (about 4'10" - 5'3"), but they've lived a wild and dangerous life back in their world and know how to fight like a professional.

Masked!Reader who proves this when all of them are suddenly ambushed and finally gets the chance to prove they can take care of themselves, only to go completely feral the moment one of the boys get hurt...

.•♫•♬• 𝑶𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 •♬•♫•.

You had been traveling with the Chain for quite some time now and had formed a bond with each and every one of them, treating them with the kindness they had wished and craved for after so long. They saw you as a small, sweet angel, their one and only love that HAD to be protected no matter what.

They became incredibly protective when anything they deemed a threat came into view, it was cute and sweet at first but after a while it kinda got a tad bit irritating. You knew that you weren't as weak as they saw you and you wanted to prove that once and for all when the time came. Which was much sooner than you thought.

All of you were traveling through one of the many woods that scattered the land, you being in the center of the group and calmly chatting with the others until a group of monsters attacked out of nowhere. Everyone immediately pulled out their weapons, including you, as they all began to defend from the attacks of the beasts. Some of the boys stayed close to you, defending you from the monsters, which is when you finally saw the opportunity and decided to prove yourself.

You managed to quickly rush past them towards one of the monsters, despite the contradicting shouts from the oothers as you charged into battle. With one swift slice, your short sword sliced through the one of the beast and ended it with ease. All of them watched on in awe before some of them went back to fighting, a few of them stuck in a trance as they watched your elegant and powerful fighting stance.

Unfortunately, due to being a bit distracted by your grace, one of the boys ended up taking a hit from an enemy. You saw the hit and the way the monster seemed to mock the fallen Link and all you could see in that moment was red. A burning rage inside of you suddenly boiled up and spilled over as you let out an almost animalistic growl that could even cause the greatest of heroes to tremble in fear, the look in your eyes like one of an apex predator.

You subconsciously dropped your weapon and charged at the monster as it looked up at you...

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I might continue this if you'd like, but I really love your writings and hope to see more! Make sure to stay hydrated, rested, and eat at least three meals a day! Hope you have a great day/night!

- 𐂂 anon (if that's okay with you)

I- 𐂂 anon this is amazing! Thank you so much and welcome to the crew. I love your writing style sm- ahehejejenwns snsnsnskkakdkwkw

I’m glad i was able to spark some inspiration, and i’ll refill my glass of water just for you <3

[tossthesalt]

Salt, you say? I've got something real fun for you. Thoughts on the users who purposely grab 'do not fodder' giveaway cubs with the specific purpose of foddering them and then being a prick about it? I've had this happen on so many different occasions.

Had an inbreeding experiment/project, finally gave up the Lioness as a giveaway, explained her use, all that. Had her in the forum, said that she's free to a good home, but please don't claim her if you're going to fodder her. Somebody claimed her, foddered her, and immediately spent the next few hours harassing me and taunting me about it. Modboxxed and blocked, but jeez.

Second time - somebody was sitting there bragging about how they claimed DNF giveaways just to fodder in the main chat, was snapping at anybody who said anything about it. Mods decided to go to the park that day I guess, did nothing until they popped up hours later to yell at somebody for talking about how excited they were to be down to a single stud slot for the week.

You're entitled to do what you want with your lions, yeah, but it costs nothing to be a decent fucking person instead of going out of your way to be a humongous piece of shit. They're always newer accounts, too. Hate the toxicity.

~𐂂 Abattoir 𐂂

Oh wow, personally I haven't had anything like that happen because, truth be told if I'm selling a lion it doesn't hold any sentimental value to me. But harassing and taunting someone is completely out of line. Did the modbox do anything? Cause I know while they can't do anything about situations where someone bought/claimed a lion and yeeted it, they SHOULD be able to do something if that person did it out of spite and is rubbing it in your face.

Truth be told it's best to cut losses and block that person or any person you see doing that just to avoid issues, blocking their side account - if they have one - is a good idea too, to be safe.

I've been playing LD for a long time and I do agree that with newer players comes newer problems, or the worsening of old problems. I feel like newer users have a bigger problem with "please don't do this" because they're kind of a younger generation if that makes sense. Entitlement and hating to be told -or in your case asked- to do something seems to trigger a rebellious attitude that leads to spiteful actions. They could also just do it to upset other people, which really isn't great, and part of the reason I don't participate in the community anymore.

[jhuzen]

workload [gn. reader]

you are just so done with your workload and your acolytes seem to notice it :)). is this me hoping fontaine will be kind of like my favorite lawyer game just at least character-wise? yes. will it happen? no lmao. descender reader because i am slowly in love with world building for u hehe. also, genshin men ofc ofc.

𐂂 mondstadt ver.

For some reason, despite finding yourself seated at the throne as this world’s overseer and caretaker, you couldn’t find yourself to let go of your job in your own world. You were a defender of justice, someone who stood by the innocent and defended them fiercely and someone who prosecuted against the criminals mercilessly. Suffice to say, Focalors was more than pleased to know the kind of job you’ve taken on in your home world.

Your beloved acolytes have tried to tell you to not trouble yourself any further now that you’ve descended. You can finally kick back and relax, and opt to just enjoy and bask in the company of the people you’ve taken care of in behalf of the primordial one. And you loved them dearly and wished to honor their requests, but your world is a legal justice mess and as one of the leading figures back in your home, you wanted to fight for it.

However, at the moment, things have quelled and you took it upon yourself to get involved with small-time cases, taking on minuscule legal advising. But then you got bored and started taking in moderate leveled cases.

And you should’ve known. In your years of living, you of all people should have known. Even Yanfei herself hated it when you engaged into some mundane chats with her about your work.

You shouldn’t have taken a civil case — one that begets many more problems that you actually felt the need to flee into Teyvat for some solace while you sort out this case that you’ve taken up on.

And unbeknownst to you, some of your devoted acolytes have noticed the number your case is doing to you.

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Albedo

He sympathizes with you greatly when he finds you suddenly curled up into a not so ergonomic position in your swivel chair while you glared at your papers. He was sure if you can shoot lasers out of your eyes (which apparently exists in the other worlds you’ve visited), the paper would’ve been burnt to crisp.

He’s one of the leading figures in Mondstadt too as the trusty Chief Alchemist and the Captain of the Knights of Favonius’ Investigation team, so he understands when sometimes you hit a dead end with your cases which causes you to groan and mope around.

Albedo visits your one of your many humble offices that’s local to Mondstadt when he catches wind of your arrival. It doesn’t take much guesswork when people in Mondstadt start to become more lively should he descend from his lab in the mountains. And well, it’s a privilege to indulge in your presence so freely, so he always makes time to visit you if his research allows enough free time. And besides, you’re always reassuring him that he’s welcome to visit no matter when.

So when he sees your obviously distressed figure, he had to brave through his struggles in social interactions and serve you instead unlike the way you do to him when you welcome his presence in your office.

He’s a smart man, of course he picks up on how you make tea for him and yourself and he does so with so much care and regard for your belongings. He does it without so much as speaking to you, knowing that in times like these, you prefer to initiate the conversations. And he waits until you’ve finally pulled your head out of that spiraling turmoil.

You blew into the tea that Albedo had graciously made you, picking up the scent that you loved so much — it was a tea all the way from Liyue, and you always managed to get the first few shipments. The papers that you tried so hard to burn with just your irritated stare laid flat on your desk.

“Thank you, dear,” you crooned softly, eyes looking towards your current guest, who sat on the cushy pillows of your sofa chair. “Should I put you up as my official tea maker? You’ve done a far better job than I usually do.” Your laughter echoed in the room and Albedo could only take it in with a small smile.

He knows your words were a mere jest, but for you, he would. He would travel a hundred miles from his laboratory down to your quaint little office in the city just to make you one.

“Have I managed to life your spirits up then, Your Benevolence?” He asked, both a tad playful with a smidge of hope for your approval.

You only nodded with a small satisfied smile, “Yes, it’s what I need, actually. Thank you again, Albedo,” the way his name rolled off your tongue so smoothly almost made him shudder in delight — it was a nice feeling, to hear you speak his name with so much care. “I have been feeling under the weather because of this case, actually.” You admitted with a solemn sigh and he listened.

“May I ask what kind of case is burdening you, Your Benevolence?” Finally did Albedo move from his spot from the couch as he headed to the chairs that were placed just in front of your desk, his eyes catching a glimpse of the many excerpts.

“It’s this god awful civil case,” you answered with another loaded sigh, shifting to much better position in your chair as you slid the papers to his side with one hand. “A complaint between two neighbors arguing over a plot of land. Normally, things like these are easy, only that both of them are siblings and have decided sharing is out of the question. It caused a whole lot more problems.”

Albedo didn’t know much about these kinds of things, provided that often the things he investigates don’t fall into these categories — not to mention, if he didn’t insist that you teach him your world’s language, it would’ve been over for him the instant he read your case file. It was foreign to him, but curiosity (and the time he could spend with you) quickly won him over. He looked at you through his lashes, blue eyes glimmering with unfiltered want.

“Would you mind if I lend my assistance, Your Benevolence? I might be able to help you find a solution,” he proposed. He was confident enough in understanding the legal terms written in your world’s language, and the fact that he is an investigator grants him an advantage in having a keen eye.

And perhaps, he looked for a chance to endorse you his prowess in giving thoughtful insights, returning the way you would do the same when you accompanied him in his laboratory as he did his experiments. Those were the times he cherished more than anything, truly. Sometimes, he would even hear the exploits of your worlds’ scientists as you call them, and they often clash with the mages of your world.

Your world was fascinating, and if he could have a little taste of where you came from through aiding you, he would do so with little to no hesitation.

You blinked and met his gaze, surprised, “Eh? Ah… well, I suppose I don’t mind. But I don’t want to take you away from your research.”

“I’m not in the middle of one at the moment,” he said much too quick for his liking and much to your amusement. He feigned a cough, so obviously fake (but you thought it was adorable), “However, if I’m not needed, then…”

Your hand quickly gained a mind of its own as it chased after his fleeing one, grasping his hand so softly, “Dear, who said you aren’t needed? I already said I don’t mind, didn’t I?” Your prodding grin was enough to fluster the alchemist a little, or was it your hand on his that’s stirring such reactions within him? “Please, stay and help me.”

“Your Benevolence… you didn’t have to… beg.”

The way your eyes shone with such mirth and amusement only had Albedo gripping on the teacup’s handle even more, afraid to drop it as his hand trembled.

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Diluc

He may not know what it’s like to be in your position, but he sure can recognize what a person looks like when stress decides to hit them deep. Truly even beings from other world (aka you) cannot escape the wrath of a tedious workload.

Well, as someone greatly revered across the land of Teyvat, Diluc also held some form of admiration and respect towards you and it does bother him to see you in shambles.

You first expressed your distress to him when you decided to drop by the tavern he owned and had to down a couple of kegs just to feel numb to the stress you’re currently drowning in. It was concerning, considering not even the drunkard bard could measure up to the amount of drinks you had to down. But just before he sold out on his drinks, you opted to stop and paid him, grumbling on and on about having no other choice but to face the music.

He couldn’t offer anything at first but the alcohol you consumed, but he did make sure that should you visit the next time and had been feeling the same thing, he would do his best of his abilities to console you, no matter how outside it is within his actions and character.

Diluc’s preparations entailed much stronger wine (he doesn’t quite approve of your methods but he can understand, he has met too any patrons that just want to forget about their problems), a favorite food that he may or may not have tried to master with the help of Adelinde, and a couple of soothing aromatics to aid you. And little did he know, you would come back much sooner.

It was a lucky timing, really, when suddenly Diluc heard the scrambling of feet down on the main hall of his winery. He was currently in his office, and while he often took note of the shipments of ingredients from the other nations, he didn’t particularly remember any scheduled at the moment that could have caused this commotion.

Diluc debated between coming down to check on the fuss or to continue his paperwork, and ultimately decided on the latter, looking back down on the many contracts of partnership offered to him by other successful businesses. Surely Adelinde could handle it.

It wasn’t until the said head maid knocked onto the smooth mahogany doors of his office that he looked up and gave her the green light. He looked up to see the head maid, rather flustered, obvious by the way her cheeks bloomed and her eyes shine in complete admiration — it certainly was unlike her, considering that she was usually composed and when she did express happiness, it was much more courteous and reserved.

“Master Diluc, I hope you can forgive the interruption of your work but,” she took a good deep breath as a smile came onto her face, “Their Benevolence has visited us and is in search of you…”

Diluc’s eyes widened at Adelinde’s words and while now her expression made sense, he couldn’t shake off the tiny sense of giddiness and excitement that flooded through his chest when Adelinde mentioned that you, the great overseer, pharos of Teyvat, is looking for him of all people. Still, he managed to steel his expressions and nodded a little.

“I will be down in a moment then, Adelinde,” his response was met with a bow from the head maid, who soon disappeared from behind the doors, probably off to give you a taste of Dawn Winery’s hospitality.

He effortlessly signed away on the route contract for some of the goods that he wanted to obtain from Natlan and promptly left his seat. He couldn’t resist the urge to brush off his coat and straighten his collar. He didn’t need much fixing, he wasn’t exactly running around a lot compared to his activities once nighttime hits.

Diluc didn’t waste time as he grabbed the newest brew, especially just for you and headed downstairs to see the business of Dawn Winery’s most trusted staff, trying to pamper you with all their might.

And it was as if you could feel him staring amidst the distracting bustling in front of you that you looked up at the ledge, exactly where he was peering from. You flashed him an inviting smile and waved him down graciously, he ignored the warm feeling in his chest and descended the staircase quick, and as if practiced, the moment he got to the bottom, everyone stood aside and waited for him to be seated by your side.

Diluc was used to occupying the head of the table, but somehow, seeing you in it with him beside felt oddly right.

“Diluc, dearest, my apologies for suddenly barging into your grand abode, I was… in need of some distraction,” your frown was quick to tug onto the strings of concern in his heart.

“It’s not something to apologize about, Your Benevolence, you must know that my staff and I are always set on welcoming you.” Diluc was thankful his voice didn’t crack. He was sure his throat clammed up with the way you referred to him as your dearest. “I suppose the night you spent at the tavern a few days ago was not enough?”

“I’m afraid so, dearest. Sometimes I wish I knew less. I just managed to unravel quite the secret from my client that made it inherently hard for me to defend him, quite a mongrel that creature is.” The light sneer from you gave everyone a shiver but somehow Diluc found it endearing. You lived up to your name as the benevolent caretaker and overseer, but the times that you would shake the ground with your anger was something not to yawn at.

Diluc figured it was now the time to show you the gift he had, “I figured as much, I should hope this would do it,” he presented the bottle to you — the glass bottle was definitely regal, befitting of your status, with golden accents and everything. “I should hope it’s strong enough for you. It’s enough to knock out a human in one glass. My testers made sure of that.”

Your laugh was a blessing in everyone’s ears, “Oh my! How thoughtful of you, Diluc! I should hope the men who had to succumb to the testing were given much compensation.” You took the bottle from him so gingerly and smiled. It was nice to see him make an effort for you. You took Diluc’s hand and gently removed the glove.

Diluc hoped his red enough hair could cover the way his ears also matched its color. Even more when he felt your lips ghost over his knuckles. A kiss so soft it felt like it was there but also not.

“You’ll have to excuse my lack of gift, dearest. Rest assured, I will compensate for it nicely.” The way your eyes sparked with complete mischief was enough to render him speechless.

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Kaeya

What? Even the overseer gets stressed? Can’t relate. Kaeya was sympathetic, but definitely wasn’t so gentle in consoling you. He teased you for even struggling when you’re the oh-so great overseer of Teyvat. And normally, anyone who would say that either from Teyvat or your own world, you would’ve called for your personal executioner to cut their head off.

But Kaeya was different he’s just quirky like that, he was the semblance of normalcy in the world where you were constantly greeted by flushed faces and stammering words. He even acted like one of your colleagues back in your home world, an absolute shameless flirt. He was, ironically enough, the piece of home in Teyvat.

Even so, he understood the pressure. He’s seen Jean experience it, and even with his coolheaded tendency, he wasn’t exactly safe from the clutches of overwhelming stress — especially when things get extremely hectic for the Knights of Favonius.

So he takes you out to drinks, accompanied sometimes by Rosaria or Venti. But even then, he figured it wasn’t much help when he realized your companions (including him) are long passed out before you could even get the light buzz. What’s the sense in drinking if there’s no company, after all.

So he decided for another approach to help you out. He decided to do it the sober way, and took you out shopping.

“Why in the many worlds am I paying if you said this was your treat?” You heaved a sigh. You knew Kaeya was loaded, you’ve been to his house before, it was the epitome of comfort (which often led you to your numerous visits day and night).

“Oh come now, Your Benevolence~” the cavalry captain purred with a grin, in his hand held the many shopping bags that you’ve procured in your trip, and the other occupied itself with your arm. “I saw you having quite the crisis so I merely suggested we shop.”

You looked at him with a bewildered expression, “No? I’m quite certain you said, ‘Come now, [Name], let’s go shopping, my treat,’ verbatim.”

“But is it not a treat for you to be with me?” Kaeya’s laughter roared when he saw an even more incredulous expression your pretty face morphed into.

“No, absolutely not.”

Kaeya snickered, it was truly an entertaining sight to behold. Somehow he managed to get on with you so well — perhaps it was the fact that you were open and more present despite your high status. He saw the way people adore you, children weren’t so afraid in approaching you (though that may have been just their childhood naïveté) and you lived as if you were one of them.

Quite like him, actually.

“You said you had way more money than you know what to do with!” Kaeya’s grin was relentless as he guided you through the streets of Mondstadt. It truly was a wonderful day. Wonderful enough to help you burn through your towering savings. “Don’t you have bigwig clients in your world? Ones that pay you a hefty sum?”

“Yes, I do, except you forget they’re from my world with its own currency,” your hand itched to pinch the bridge of your nose. “Our currency isn’t exactly like here in Teyvat. We don’t use mora, Kaeya, my beloved.”

Resisting the urge to croon at your endearment, he insisted his argument, he is not going to pay for this as it seems, or maybe he would, but relished in teasing you. “Ah, then why don’t we ask your beloved followers for more mora?” His grip on your hand tightened out of excitement as when he saw the way people gawked at the way you to looked right now. “Maybe we should tell them if they don’t give enough mora, your powers will fade!”

You of all people knew that was a far cry from the truth. You draw your power from your own world, but the people of Teyvat might just believe it. And you could only look at the captain with a begrudging face, “Beloved, I believe what you are suggesting is plain old extortion.” A wry smile made its way to your lips. “And if I do so, the primordial one may rise and absolutely obliterate me.” Though even that’s impossible.

“Ah, let’s not go there then, wouldn’t want to lose my favorite outlander now, no?”

“Hoh? And I thought the traveler was your favorite outlander.”

Kaeya shrugged haphazardly, he knew it didn’t matter to you. It was clear in his eyes that you too favored the traveler amongst all — he chalked it up to kinship between outlanders. But there’s no doubt that he was your favorite amongst the people living his world.

“Same old thing, Your Benevolence. I tell you they’re my favorite, I tell them you’re my favorite.” He was cool and collected when those words left his lips, already anticipating the adorable pout you’d use to humor his teasings.

His nonchalance soon ended when you opted to turn his little jest on him, “Great minds do think alike. It’s the same strategy I use for you and your brother.”

Kaeya swears, the sun grew a little hotter with the way your conniving smirk entered his line of vision and the way his bottom lip stuck out into a pout was a mere gesture of himself trying to wet his dry lips.

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Venti

Much like Kaeya, the bard was quick to realize that getting you to drink your problems away was futile. He already woke up in your abode in Mondstadt, on your soft plush bed to be specific (which he definitely did not thoroughly indulge in) and found out that you were still sober when you carried him back home. (He also thinks something happened, but you refused to show it despite the way your eyes twinkled knowingly).

Of course after rolling around in your bed and wrapping himself with your blankets as tight as he could with a content smile on his face, and also marveling your things, some of them he didn’t recognize because of its sheer alienness, he decided to look for you.

And he found you just about ready to perish with how troubled you looked at the papers. He’s seen Jean already struggle and even see Kaeya complain about the nature of these troublesome paperworks. How glad was he that he was the God of Freedom, even from paperworks. Hah. He asks with a smile what’s troubling you, and even though you brush off his concerns, he offers to help with no promise of success.

He was right not to promise success when a completely different set of language and characters entered his sight when you slide him the bane of your existence at this very moment. He quickly handed it back to you and promised to be back with your favorite meal.

Except he decided to take it one step further instead of just bringing it to your study and let you work with the company of him and his food. He did a little math — if he could add himself and his food and subtract your abhorrent workload in the form of case files, it equaled into a nice outing at Starsnatch Cliff.

The soft winds of the high cliff caressed your face gently. You were quite sure the Anemo Archon himself had a hand on this kind of breeze but you didn’t mind. You appreciated the calming effect it had on you. A breeze so caring can only be a luxury in your mess of a world, especially when the carriers of your world’s winds perished at the hands of the high order of the blessed ones.

But that was a story to tell for another time. It was truly why you greatly enjoyed staying in Teyvat, uncaring of your sudden disappearances in your cruel, cruel world. Despite the fact that you know there’s trouble brewing underneath this world that you oversaw in behalf of the primordial one, you for now appreciated the peace.

Venti had to wrestle you away from your case files and even had to make sure you didn’t sneak in a couple pages of it in your person. You liked his adamance in you being away from work, and even you had to admit defeat. You’d like to have your sanity intact until the day of your client’s trial, thank you very much.

The blanket you laid on protected you from the grass and helped Venti bring out the many snacks he had either snagged from your pantry or make himself. Of course, he couldn’t resist but tuck inside a little bottle of the intoxicating elixir he found in your cabinet.

“Truly the view from this height never ceases to amaze me,” your smile was serene and content, and all that Venti could ever ask for. “And the breeze is so fresh and invigorating, certainly something the people of my world would die to have.”

Venti has heard of the tragic tale of what happened to your world… and was overcome with great sadness when you reveal the concept of freedom only exists to people like you, influential and highly powerful, and oh, the great element he embodied ceased. He once joked it must’ve been like Mare Jivari, but ultimately regretted it when you said it was getting close to it.

So he made sure your visits in his land would be filled with love-filled breeze, kisses from the gentle wind that he himself would deliver. A great god you are, an overseer and an ally of Teyvat’s creator, beloved by all, and yet you lived in a place filled with suffering and it did not sit right with the archon who advocated for a near hedonistic approach.

“Your Benevolence, if given the chance, would you stay here in the world that you oversaw?”

Your smile was breathtaking and ironically, almost knocked the wind out of Venti, “Of course. In my many years of overseeing other worlds, none has captured my heart quite like Teyvat.” Your gaze dug into him and he relished in it, loving the way you couldn’t let him out of your sight.

“Would you stay in my land then?” Venti’s smile was coy and prying this time, a boyish charm in his aura sparked up. “There’d be no shortage of the breeze you long in your world~!” He coos his offer to you.

“Is my songbird becoming greedy?” You returned the smile with your own playful one, “How unprofessional! Though coupled with your sweet songs, you might just give every archon a run for their mora. I cannot say no to the luxury of freedom either, I suppose~”

You just knew what to say, didn’t you? Somehow Venti found himself sitting up straight, eager and leaning towards you, aching to hear more of your approval, the way you sing your sweet praises to him, to his land and his people — to Mondstadt and its history, your appreciation for him that’s more than the rest. He wanted all of it.

You took a hash brown from your plate of delicacies and inched the food near him, Venti quickly took the offer and took a bite out of your offer, humming his gratitude with an easy smile. No doubt if people were to see the sight, he would be the envy, being hand fed by the being they all worship just as much as the creator and the archons.

But it wasn’t your actions that he found unfair and addicting, but the words that left your lips soon after.

With a soft gaze that could rival any god that claimed to be so benevolent and kind, you spoke to him with such unreachable vulnerability, “My most treasured songbird, Barbatos, I could not be more thankful for the freedom your land and people have given me in each of my visits. I should hope on the day the blessed ones have laid upon my own judgment, that you accept me with your loving breeze.”

Venti’s heart raced as you lay your heart open for him. He does not know the tales of your life fully, and does not know how fate will come upon you, but all he knows for certain, that as a god who worships you, he could never forsake you.

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𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧 𝐭𝗼 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒/𝐎 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝗼𝐮𝐬!

Masterlist

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎��𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗! 𝚂𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍!

H̆̈ĕ̈ĕ̈s̆̈ĕ̈ŭ̈n̆̈ğ̈ 𐂂

You and heeseung were at a national park,looking at all the beauty that surrounded the two of you. You were looking at the beautiful swans when suddenly heeseung gave you 5 different flowers. A sunflower, lily, rose, tulip, and a poppy flower. He always put thought in the thing he gave you. "Here babe!! I found these all in different locations in the park!" He always made you smile "thank you heeseung! Your so thoughtful. I love yo-" you were abruptly interrupted " H-hello sir..." "ehh? Oh hi?" He said to the strange girl."I was wondering if you were s- single, and if I could have y-your number?" See said with pink cheeks. You thought she was kinda cute for how she did it. But you wanted to watch how heeseung would handle it. "Km sorry miss, but this woman here is my lover, please excuse me. Have a great day." Heeseung quickly grabbed your hand and took you to the beautiful field of flowers. "Hehehe" you giggled at him and his reaction. "Why didn't you tell her to sho away?!" He said raising an eyebrow, "because I know you love me!" He then smiled and pulled you close to him kissing you on the lips. It was so passionate and sweet. Heeseung and you were truly in love!♡

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It was you and Jay's anniversary and you two decided to go out for dinner that night. You and jay, elegantly dressed as you enter the 5☆ (star) restuarant went to your booked table. You and him were chatting and giggling when all so a sudden a sexy girl appeared in front you and Jay. "Hey Jongsung! Long time no see hun!" You and jay both looked at the girl, and he suddenly smiled "oh, hey (name) how have you been?" Jay asked. He seemed happy to see her. "I've been good! Is she you friend or something?" She asked looking down at you slightly looking you up and down. "No, she's my Lover. Tonight is our anniversary. We can catch up some other day tho.." you could tell jay was agitated but it only made you giggle at his low temper. The girl then left sending you a glare on her way but you weren't bothered. "Why are you giggling and laughing? Huh?" He stated looking more annoyed. "Your so grumpy baby" "I love you" "I love you too"♡

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You and jake were at the mall shopping for clothes for your upcoming date. As you and jake were making your way to the next boutique a pretty girl called out "Jake!!". It caught you by surprise but you wasn't bothered. She made her way to Jake and gave him a hug pressing her body against him. That should have triggered you.."eh??...naw jake likes girls with more meat and curves. And I'm his one and only!" You thought to yourself. Jake looked at Y/N to see her reaction, but he was a little surprised and unhappy that she didn't show a slight bit of care. After a little small talk she went her own way. " why didn't you tell her to get off of me?" Jake questioned you out of curiosity. "Haha isn't she just your friend babe? Should I be worried?" You said teasingly, "Nope. I love you too much for that!" He stated. That always gives y ou u butterflies. The way his pushed his hair back and bit his lip sent you over the edge. His loving nature. The way he loves animal's. Gosh..he really was great! "I love you more Jakey"

𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖓

You and sunghoon have been dating for about 3 years now. Recently he has started teaching you how to ice skate since you've been obsessed with his old ice skating videos. Sadly you sucked at it. You feel a lot and ran into the walls of the rink. And when I say you suck... I mean you were absolutely A$$ lol. But Hoonie thought of it as cute and made you feel less embarrassed about all of the dirty looks you were receiving from the surrounding people. As you were working on how to keep your stance for your skills you seen a girl coming towards you. You thought that she wanted to know if your ok but instead she said " what's wrong with you? Your making our ice prince look horrible with all of you dumb actions!" 'Wow was all you could think at the moment.. but to be quite truthful he always had a mob of girls wanting his attention. This wasn't anything new to you. " Well excuse me miss...I'm just trying to mind my business like everyone else, so please do the same.." she gave you a fiery look and glided to sunghoon and spoke to him. " Hi prince! It's been a while since I have seen you in person! " she then proceeded to give him a hug. The whole time his eyes were glued to you. " hi...km in the middle of something important so please see yourself away.." he spoke in a low shy voice, still sending you worried glances. She skated of but Park was not happy "your not jell?". "Nope"!. "you sure?" "Positive babe." He looked shocked but didn't mind♡

This was part 1 so bear with me please!! Thx<3

[seaspringangel]

This Childe fic is morphing into a labor of love omg but I’m liking what it’s shaping into so far!

It should be done by tomorrow at the earliest or by Saturday, at the latest

[seaspringangel]

*cracks knuckles* okay, time to focus and finally beat this belated Childe birthday fic into submission

hopefully it doesn’t fight me back

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I have so many WIPS I want to finish in the coming weeks and I’m so excited and slightly nervous for them

After I’m done with this Childe fic, I want to finish this Getou piece that’s been marinating for AGES now. Then I have a couple of Ais fics that I have been polishing up that should be done (relatively) soon

I just gotta fight the fear of being perceived👍🏾

[seaspringangel]

kinich…come here so I give you a bone crushing hug

[seaspringangel]

now that I’m not as busy anymore imma spend my morning reading more kinktober entries + fanfic in general as a treat to myself

[seaspringangel]

Some men are meant to be baby daddies and that’s fine

But other men are literally DESTINED to be baby mamas and Ais and Getou fit in this category for me. No, I will not explain

[seaspringangel]

I want to roughhouse with Ajax rip

Especially in a snow fight! I want to just lob snowballs at each other and him to suddenly tackle me in the snow

I just want Ajax

[seaspringangel]

thinking about Geto coddling me has me feeling less sick and more warm and happy <3

He really would smother me in his robes and create a cozy nest for me to be comfortable, making sure I’m eating and drinking so I can get better

He would be such a mother hen to point of it being suffocating and I need that so bad

[seaspringangel]

Now I’m obsessively thinking about lovingly kissing away the blood from Ais’s wrathful face

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yearning desperately to be infantilized by Getou right now