#Eula x Male Reader

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Breaking Up With Them - Beidou & Eula X Male!Reader

A/N: It's been a long time since I did one of these. I hope I didn't lose my skill for writing angst.

CW: Unhealthy relationship dynamics, ambivalent fault (Beidou), alcohol abuse, foul language, not proofread.

Beidou is a free spirit. Strong, self-sufficient, witty and, most importantly, independent. For years now she has been the one at the helm, steering her life towards any waters she, and only she, feels like. That doesn't matter; she still forms attachments, of course. The ship, the whole fleet, her crew, the Traveler, Kazuha and you are all examples of nice things she holds dear.

Yes. Nice things.

You loved her for her freedom. She decided for herself and walked on her own path, allowing you the same space to do your own thing. You were partners - equals in this relationship. There wasn't a thing she could do that you couldn't. Going out drinking? Allowed. Sleeping over at a hotel or a friend's house instead of your shared corner of Liyue Harbour or the ship? If the situation demands, why not? It's safer than coming back drunk through the streets. Hanging out with pals without the other half? Sure, it's not like you're out cheating. Both of you accepted this and thrived in this setup. You trusted her with your heart, just like you did with your life many times before.

Months went by, then years. You lived a life of adventure, merrymaking and seamanship by her side. This was nice, but just warming her bed wasn't enough for you. She was beautiful, brave and kind. You loved her, you wanted more. But Beidou wasn't keen on talking about marriage. It was always “later” or “we’ll figure it out”, followed by a date that you just knew would net you the same answer. You couldn't honestly say you understood her. Twirling her engagement ring to-be in your fingers, you wondered why. What was making her turn you down? These doubts ate away at you, and soon enough, you wanted to confront her. But she was faster.

—

“Still holding on to that thing, aren't you?”

You jump, closing your hand the moment you hear a familiar, strong voice behind you. Head turning away from the window and back at the newcomer, you spring up from the chair. You lay eyes on none other than the capitan herself.

“Beidou?” You say, a bit of embarrassment in your voice. After all, being caught like this didn't scream “tough guy”. “Knock first, please.”

She is leaning on the doorway, arms crossed over her chest. “Why should I? You're not playing with yourself here, are you?”

Beidou chuckles, relaxing her arms and walking over. “Besides, I'd gladly join you if you were~” She plops herself next to you, placing her hand on your thigh.

“Mhm…” You muse, gently stopping her hand from going where it's not ladylike to go. “Do you have any business, or did you come here just to fluster me, hun?”

Her face turns to an expression of mock disappointment for a brief moment. “Aw, you're not fun.” Beidou sighs and motions at your closed hand, covering the small, golden ring. “Yeah, I have something to talk about. This, specifically.”

Your heart stops, before beating again at twice the speed. Is she… No, can't be. But, maybe…? You relax your grip, revealing the ornament on your open palm. Both of you look at it, before raising your eyes to meet the other’s.

Much to your chagrin, Beidou doesn't lift a finger.

“Give it a rest, Y/N. Let's not hurry with our relationship. We have a nice thing going between us, and we could ruin it if we're going too fast, you know?”

You furrow your brow. “You always say that. You've said that for the past year.”

“Why won't you just let it go?”

“And why won't you accept it?”

Silence. Beidou bites her lip. There's a spark in her eye, the same that announces she's had enough. You swallow.

“Because I don't want to marry you, alright? I don't want to settle down, I don't want a husband, I don't want children. That's it.”

Your heart doesn't stop. It doesn't even slow down, or flinch, or react with the slightest of movements. Even though her words are not what you ever wanted to hear, the reasonable part of you was prepared for the news. She continues.

“Listen, Y/N, babe, hun, darling.” Beidou takes your face in her calloused hands, touching your cheeks with the gentleness you've grown accustomed to. This time, her touch felt… pointless. “It's not about you specifically, alright? I love you, I still do. Nothing has changed about that. I just don't want to become a house hen, let go of the life I have-”

“But none of this will happen! The only thing that will change will be the rings on our fingers…” You say, but your confidence wanes. Beidou smiles, shaking her head.

“No, babe. That's not what you, or what my children would deserve. You deserve a commited, stable relationship. You deserve a wife and mother at home, and stable land under your feet.” A sigh escapes her lips. She brushes her finger across your cheek, as if wiping an invisible tear from your eye. “You don't deserve the burden of a dangerous life away from home. Remember - a single bad storm and we're fish food.”

“Beidou, listen, I-” You pull back, but she tries to cup your face again. Your pulse rises as you swat her hands away. “No, don't play sweet with me! You…”

Unable to take it, you stand up. Deep breaths, you think, looking for the right words in your head. Finally, they come, but you can only utter them through your teeth. Your head, your chest, your cheeks and hands feel hotter by the second.

“Seven years… We are a couple for seven years now, and you've never told me this…”

Beidou frowns, scoffing. “What? Nope. I did.” The gentleness in her demeanor fades, replaced by a tone of disappointment. “I've given you more than enough clues. It was obvious from the first time you asked.”

“Obvious? Not really.” You point an accusatory finger at her. “Why didn't you tell me outright?”

“Pfeh! I didn't think you'd fail to catch on. Besides, I care about your feelings. It would be a major blow to our relationship.”

“What do you mean “major blow”? Then why are telling me this now? Is it any less major?”

Beidou feels her pressure rise. Why are you this stupid? You press on.

“You appreciate honesty, right? Then how come you weren't honest with me yourself? Hypocritical of you, Beidou!”

“For fucks’ sake, Y/N! Shut up and let me speak for a moment!” You go quiet. She never raised her voice on you before, but Beidou is too agitated to care. “Archons! Sorry, I didn't account for you being a retard I guess? Look, the point is that my answer is no. And my answer will be no, every single fucking time you ask me. What we have now works for me, and if you can't understand it, fuck off.”

Thick silence fills the room. Beidou is red on the face; her eyes are sharp, chest raising and falling with her faster breathing. She points at the door of her cabin.

Unsure, you look back. This… Well, this had to end someday. Even so, you can't make the steps to walk out. It's as if your feet were frozen to the planks below.

“I'm sorry. It's just… I can't really keep this going. I don't want to give you false hope. So, uh…”

Beidou looks down, suddenly unable to face you.

“You have the keys, right? Pack up and go. Don't look back. It will be best for both of us.”

You sigh. Perhaps she is right. But it still hurts to let her go. But regardless, you need time to think, and she needs it as well. Maybe it is for the best.

“Right. See you, I guess…”

Beidou doesn't respond. You press the handle and step over the threshold, turning your head to catch one last glance of Beidou. You hope to see tears, hope to hear her plead for you to come back. But only a vague grimace rests on her face.

You step out, and never come back.

Eula’s life was a tough one since the day of her birth. For the first half, she struggled with the demands of an aristocratic upbringing under the unwavering scrutiny of her parents and relatives, and her reward was equally unrelenting harassment and ostracism for the other part. Even the strongest of people would struggle to go on like this, so it's no wonder that Eula picked up a few coping methods throughout the years. Embracing the role of a stereotypical Lawrence through speech and mannerisms, while certainly never helping her reputation, did give her a sense of belonging in the liminal world between her pedigree and the whole of society. Inevitably, the main temptation in the Nation of Freedom pulled her in, and Eula soon became a regular at Angel's Share. Thus, a perfect regular she became - the captain always left loads of Mora at the tavern while having the capacity to never become a nuisance, no matter the amount of alcohol in her veins. 

When the first wave of hate sizzled out thanks to her deeds in the Knights and Amber befriended her, Eula's coin pouch suddenly felt heavier as less money was spent on drinks. She opened up to people, and in return, they lowered their guard. She could buy things again, people (most of them anyway) stopped throwing her hateful glances and spitting at the mention of her name. Somehow, the opposite sex stopped resenting her enough to not only stop calling her “the Lawrence whore”, but also show a bit of interest in her as a woman. Just a tiny bit. But clearly, she improved her relationship with the men of Mondstadt sufficiently to become an interesting person in your eyes. And what a guy you were - willing to spend time with her beyond what's absolutely necessary, and enjoying every minute of it. A romantic, a wonderful dance partner, a stalwart companion she could lean on - you were each of those things. She fell in love, and as mutual lovers do, you soon slipped the rings on each other’s fingers. 

And yet, this moment of her life, undoubtedly the happiest at the time, became a spark that ignited a new storm of issues. Her family, while already dissatisfied and looking at the young woman with suspicion, now became disgusted with her. She married a commoner, a commoner that wasn't even rich. Your status as a simple baker was enough to push them to start actively harassing you and your business, for no other reason than that you were “corrupting” the Lawrence bloodline with that street filth they thought was flowing in your veins. Eula, of course, instantly took up the glove and started fighting them in courts and in dark alleys, helping out whenever she could. You were one of the few that treated her well, and she could never let anybody hurt you. Especially if it was because of her. The fight was not so simple, however, as the distaste towards her name returned, now spreading on you as well. People mocked you, called you “the Lawrence fucker”, they harassed you and her, also occasionally attacking your bakery. Broken windows, graffiti, false rumours and allegations - that had to be fought against as well. As your wife, it was her duty to defend you, especially if who they really wanted was her. 

But it was a war of attrition, and no matter how hard she fought, she needed back up. Eventually, the comforting embrace of hard liquor was too powerful to resist and Eula made the first step back on that slippery slope of a path. But this time, she had much to lose. 

—

Nine. Ten. Eleven. 

You reach under the desk, scanning the area for more. There they are, you think, grabbing the neck of another bottle of wine, filled only with the ever present dust. With a frown of disgust, you kneel on the floor, sticky with… something. 

Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty one. Twenty two. 

The bag, clicking with every added bottle, is becoming unbearably heavy. It's getting heavy, but you wanted to get it over with quickly - another three or four couldn't hurt your back that much. 

Twenty three. Twenty four. 

The front door opens, marking Eula’s arrival. She was late, indicating the obvious. Nonetheless, you remain dedicated to your task - her room was starting to resemble a gang hideout, and the smell and dust were starting to spread across the house. It was unhealthy to be in it, let alone sleep there. Your wife could at least let you wash the duvet and pillows more often. You gave up on hoping she could do it on her own some time ago. 

Twenty five. 

You close the sack and twist the end, lifting it up and heading for the basement. These bottles weren't worth much by themselves, but sold back to the Winery in this quantity, would net you some extra Mora. Maybe you could finally buy a new vacuum cleaner battery from the Fontaine merchant this month - the house could really use a dusting, but you've grown thoroughly sick of sweeping. 

“Good afternoon, dear.” You say as you pass your wife in the corridor. Every part of you is focused on keeping the bag as still as possible. If you'd manage to act fast and inconspicuous, maybe she wouldn't turn her eyes towards you. You really weren't in the mood to talk to her. 

She doesn't respond, walking past you to the bathroom. A little haste, enabled by the ability to be loud without consequence, leads you to the storage and back in seconds. You wave another bag, spreading it out for the task to come. However, by the time you're back on the cleaning’s frontline, she already finished up and returned there. 

Seeing Eula in her underwear, sat down on the unmade bed with her clothes discarded in the corner and a book in her hand, makes you stop in your tracks. Her silence tells you she's in a foul mood, and regardless of the reason, you would not want to interact with her now. Still, the cleaning wouldn't do itself. You clutch the bag and go in. 

Keeping your eyes glued to the floor and your step confident might be overkill, but you really don't want her to question you. She doesn't seem to mind you cleaning her room, luckily. 

Twenty six. Twenty seven. Twenty eight. Twenty nine. 

You get up and look at the bed. The messy, dirty lair was where Eula spent most of her time - no wonder, given that the desk was stacked high with tomes, bottles and trash at all times. You notice a familiar shape on the windowsill. 

Thirty. Thirty one. Thirty two bottles of wine and one miniature of Snezhnayan Fire Water. 

“I'm not done with that. Give it here.”

You freeze just short of putting the small bottle in the trash bag. On closer inspection, there indeed is some clear liquid left inside. Without looking at her, you pass her the bottle. With the corner of your eye you see Eula down what's left and put it on the ground, amongst the dust, hair and dried wine. With a slightly tense hand you pick it up and place it in the bag. 

Turning around to look for the rest, you hear her voice again. 

“Why are you here? Stop cleaning and get out of here. I want to be alone.” She turns her head just enough to look at you sideways. Her eyes are cold and bitter, a far cry to the feelings you saw therein years ago. “Don't you understand that?”

“I need to tidy up here. The dust spreads to other rooms, and I think you could use some more space”, you say, as confidently and casually as you can, continuing to place bottles in your bag. 

Thirty three. Thirty four. Thir-

A creak of the bed makes you spin around. Eula's book is on the floor, a torn off wine label used as a bookmark. You sneak a quick glance at her face to asses her mood, finding a displeased grimace on her face. Her normally pale complexion has a fair bit of colour to it now. 

On no, no no no. Barbaros no. Please no. Not good. Not good. 

“You can tidy all you want when I'm on duty, not now. I come here for peace and quiet, not you plunging this room into chaos with your nonsense. Is that so hard to understand?” Her breath reaches you, and your nose instantly picks up a hint of alcohol amongst the smell of unwashed teeth. 

Your lips tighten. This really needs to be done, maybe you could grab at least one more- 

Eula’s voice grows louder. Her hands find her way to her hips. “Are you deaf? Or just dumb? Besides, it's late and you should be in bed. Fuck off to sleep.”

It is eleven in the evening, and you were usually in bed - if you weren't, your slightly drunk wife would stumble into your room and kill every light source without a word. But this phrase was nothing new to you, and it always spelled incoming anger each time. When drunk, Eula was a ticking bomb - recently, even the slightest annoyance could push her into a frenzy of bitter accusations and foul language. You weren't about to provoke her. 

“Okay, I'll leave. I'm sorry.” You turn around, and head for the door. However, you feel a strong hand grip your wrist, holding you in place. “Y-yes, honey?”

Eula’s face is the same, unchanging frown. Her eyes are misty and unfocused from the alcohol in her system. “Don't honey me. What's the deal with you lately? You either beg me for money or act like a retard.”

Swallowing, you think of an answer. Asking her why she said so was pointless - in her eyes, even the smallest of things could become proofs of infidelity or some flaw of character. But the only thing occupying your mind is her state. Without much thinking, you quietly answer. “Eula, I-I think you're drunk… Can we talk about this later?”

You flinch when her grip tightens. “Again with that bullshit? I told you, I'm never drunk - I know myself, and I know how much I can drink. I am never drunk, and I am not a drunk. Got that?”

A meek nod from you makes her brow furrow. “Look me in the eyes when I speak to you. Do you understand?” She clenches her hand further, eliciting a quiet gasp from you. 

“Yes, Eula. I understand. You're never drunk. I'm sorry for saying that.” Nothing matters in your mind now except appeasing her. You don't want to be screamed at, not again. Hesitantly, you look up at her. “Could you let go? It hurts…”

She does so, and you immediately rub your wrist. It's red and aching, and Eula doesn't seem to care. “So why do you keep asking for money huh? Are you spending it on your whims, Y/N? Or maybe on hookers? The money I gave you was always enough in the past.”

“It wasn't. I always had to chip in too.” You reply, sounding a bit defensive. You can't help it - your income is not great compared to her, but you work hard for it. It's only natural for you to defend yourself, but you instantly regret it when you hear her tone raise. 

“You're lying. I know how much we spend. Don't bullshit me.” She snarls. 

“Eula, please calm down. The sink broke, a-and we needed to change the toilet seat, and I had to buy winter clothes. I'm asking because the floors would really use a make-over, the walls are a bit dirty too… I could paint them, if I had the money.” There was always so much to do around the house, but Eula usually ignored it. She wasn't about to fix anything herself, and you would do it no problem, but you needed Mora to buy the necessary items. More than you could afford on your own. 

“You have the money. You're trying to make a fool out of me again, huh? What, stuffing your mouth with what we have at home doesn't suffice anymore? You wanna eat out?” You try to talk back, but she cuts you off. “Don't you dare try to say anything, you fat, sneaky asshole. You just want to pocket the cash! That's why you married me, huh?”

It's not the first time you hear these words, but they hurt all the same. How can she say those things to her own husband? What did you do to her? “Eula, why are you like this?”

“What? Why am I not taking your lies, you mean? Because I'm not stupid enough to fall for your puppy eyes.” She places her hand on your back and pushes you towards the door. “I've had my share of your shit today. Get out.”

You don't say a word, stumbling slightly as she forces you out. When she's done, Eula leans on the doorway for support. You know it's not right. You know it's toxic. Usually, you would bow and take it. But something in your heart, a small flicker of dignity, bubbles up to the top. 

“You're abusive Eula. You shouldn't treat me like this! I c-clean the house, I work hard, I do everything-”

Eula scoffs in response. “How dare you. I give you money, I give you a roof over your head, I keep you safe from the people, I love you, I care for you and I get this in return. How dare you, you ungrateful bastard!”

She lounges at you. 

“No! Please, Eula, I-” You say, but the words die in your throat when she grabs your collar. Then, with the alcohol clouding her self control, she throws you towards your room. 

You fall on the floor, hitting your head on a drawer. Hand clutching your head in an attempt to shield it, you look back. Eula, her stance wobbling a little, grabs your work bag, opens it, and dumps all the tools and items on the floor. She tossed the empty container at you. 

“Pack yourself, mister. You're no husband of mine. Beg on the street, where you belong - I don't care.” Upon seeing the shock on your face, she stomps her foot and shouts. “Move!”

Scrambling to get up, you pull open your drawer and  frantically scoop up everything inside. Watching you, Eula crosses her arms, using the wall as a support for her blurry world. Once the mass of clothes reaches the top of your pack, she approaches you, causing you to leap towards the door and run. She tries to kick you, but is not coordinated enough to do so. Still, she pursues you and watches as you turn around. 

“Out!”

You shut the door. 

Eula looks at it for a minute with unfocused eyes. Her heart beats rapidly, her body is hot, but there's still some sober though in her mind. 

She turns on her heel back towards her room. After snatching a full bottle from the wardrobe, Eula pushes all the clutter on her desk aside and sits down. She gulps down a third of the bottle in one breath, indifferent to the warmth spreading in her throat. The bottle is slammed down on the desk with a loud thud. 

Her head soon follows.

She falls into empty sleep, your terrified face burnt into her memory. Forever. 

Thanks for reading.

[lovelyhappyheart]

(Y/N): I'm fine, I don't need protection.

Arlecchino: You don't understand; it's not about you needing protection... it's about me wanting to protect you.

(Y/N): Ehm... thanks?

(Y/N): [In mind; At least don't glare at everyone that approaches me...]

Eula: (Y/N), who was that you were talking to?

(Y/N): Oh, I was just talking to Lisa to retrieve stolen books!

Eula: Hmm, I'll take care of that. For now, you are coming with me.

(Y/N): Huh? Honey wha-

[Shows flustered reader in bed with Eula, naked in bed. Eula was softly breathing & sleeping while the reader was just yelling at the pillow.]

[water-to-drink]

You want a request? Sure, here ya go! 😀

Back when Genshin Impact first came out, a lot of folks compared it to The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. (Some even thought Hoyoverse was directly copying Nintendo, if you can believe it) This little nugget of info was stored away in my head for some time, and now it's finally borne fruit!

SAGAU universe, bc ofc it is, where Creator!Reader would turn off the Genshin music and instead listen to Zelda tunes as they play! Nobody in Teyvat knows where these songs come from, but the Vision Holders who have heard them believe these melodies to be of holy origin. Something that connects them to their Creator, and is either shared to the masses or kept amongst themselves...a secret that only those blessed to be the Makers Vessels are to know.

If we're going the Imposter SAGAU route, it could be that our poor Creator is awaiting to be executed by the Genshin Cast. In an attempt to comfort themselves, they hum one of the songs that they love from the Zelda games (Zeldas Lullaby is always a favorite of mine personally) and the Acolytes overhear them. Whether this leads to more harm or to the Reader getting help, I'll leave that up to you.

Divine Melody

(Synopsis): After being transported to one of your favorite game you’re a accused of being an imposter but a melody changes the minds of Teyvat

(Tags/Warnings): Reader is treated as an imposter, reader almost dies, (if I missed anything lmk)

(Word Count): 770

(A/n): I remember that era, it was a ridiculous accusation to throw, and I hope this fulfills your expectations

A bright light shines in your face causing you to open your eyes

You find yourself in a grassy field and laying in the shade of a large tree. Odd you don’t remember falling asleep outside, this area looks pretty familiar. After a few seconds of trying to figure out where you are, you looked to see a statue

The statue looked absolutely majestic, walking to the front of it you saw that it was holding a glowing teal orb and the statue is in the likeness of Venti

The realization hit you like a ton of bricks

You’re at Windrise, you’re in Genshin

Excitement fills you and instantly began to run to Mondstadt City

Being transported to your favorite video game is supposed to be an amazing experience. Experience the world first person, interact with the characters, all that good jazz. That’s what you expected when you step foot in the city

Instead of the kind smiles you would normally see from behind your screen you were met with the people whispering amongst themselves whilst looking at you

Odd, you kept walking around the city until a knight came up to you and pointed his sword at you

“Halt, foul imposter!” The knight spat out. “How dare you come here wearing their holy presence.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just woke up like-” You were cut off by the sword coming closer to your neck

You looked around to see a crowd gathered around waiting for you, the intensity of the situation only grew and so without much hesitation you ran away from the knight and the crowd

You ran until you bumped into a person, looking up you see Kaeya

“Oh thank god! Kaeya please explain to these people that they got it all wrong, I’m not an imposter!” You pleaded

But why did he look at you with such contempt and disgust? Without a word from him he restrained you, his grip ironclad threatening to leave bruises to your arms

“I got them!” Kaeya yelled at the crowd

The mob gathered around you and bound your hands behind your back and the two knights lead you to a jail cell that had long been abandoned

Why were they treating you this way, you’ve done nothing wrong. Hopeless you curled up into ball on the floor and began to cry uncontrollably

You don’t know how long you spent crying when a knight came to get you from your dingy cell. She took you outside and you the moment you were out the sun blinded you. As you were lead through the street the people pelted rotten fruit at you

All that was going through your mind was “why”

Why are they doing all of these awful things to you, the yells of contempt was a stark contrast to the friendly smiles you’re used to seeing

As you got closer you saw the stake that you’re about to be tied to and set alight, the reality hit you and in a desperate attempt to calm your mind you begin to hum a melody that you would listen to while playing the game

You hum loudly to drown out the chants from the crowd. Strangely it comforted you, perhaps in your last moments finding solace in familiarity pushes the situation out of your mind.

You hummed loudly that someone heard you

“Stop! Stop! Stop!” A familiar voice yelled, quieting the crowd

You look up to see it was Venti who was standing before you. He gets down on his knees and looks you in the eyes

“That melody, sing it again.”

You kept humming the tune and the vision holders all had horrified looks on their faces, they all drop to their knees and bowed before you

“Your Grace, please forgive us for our grave mistake.” Jean said

“W-what are you talking about?” You asked confused beyond comprehension

“Your Grace, do you not realize that you are the creator of Teyvat?” Eula said

You ended the story and looked around at the faces of the children gathered around you. A story that is long behind you and now you dictate your time in teaching future generations the lesson

“What was the song you sang, your Grace?” A girl asked

“It was a song that the vessels would hear when I would pilot them, here let me hum it to you.” You began to hum the melody and as the song progressed you saw the children slowly get lulled to sleep. Finishing your tune you stood up from you chair and whispered “Goodnight, my sweet children.”

[takusan-no-ai]

The place I’ve come to call “home”

PAIRING: Eula x Male Reader (Romantic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: (Y/N) is Eula’s childhood friend, and her future true love.

“WRONG! Dear friend should only be used to address those the speaker are acquainted with and not particularly close!“ an older man yelled, swatting at Eula’s hands with a wooden stick. “What do you say to someone you are close to?!” He slammed his fists on her desk, glaring into her eyes. She looked down, too scared to answer. “You either know this or not Eula!”

The final straw, and she began to cry an ocean of tears. The man huffed in annoyance. “Class dismissed.” He left the room, clicking his tongue in frustration.

Finally alone, Eula wiped away her tears, still shaking violently. A small tap on the window brought her back to reality. “Huh?” She questioned, beckoned forward by the small pebbles tip tapping the window. She opened the window, only for a pebble to bonk her on the nose. “Ow!”

“Shoot! Are ya okay up there princess? You’s shoulda known better than to make yerself a target!” An arrogant young boy said. Eula could feel her face growing hotter in anger. She climbed out the window and shoved the boy lightly.

“Hmph! (Y/N), For such an act of defiance, I shall have vengeance!” She said proudly. (Y/N) just laughed at her words, patting her on the head with a toothy grin.

“Ya say that, but you’re really just lookin’ for an excuse to see more of yours truly.” Eula huffed, placing her hands on her hips. “Lotsa huffing over there—ya a wolf or somethin’?” He teased.

This uncouth boy was none other than Eula’s one true friend. Her confidant, and someone who she could be herself with. A secret friendship hidden within the backyard of the Lawrence Clan. Whenever the noble life got too stressful, there he was. Waiting for her outside her window.

Sadly, like every day, their hangouts are cut short. Eula crawls back through the window and returns to her next lesson. Dancing practice began early in the day and ended late at night. Her feet sore, and her stomach growling loudly didn’t help ease her nerves. Add the cherry on top, her dinner contained disgusting overly flavored broth. She almost slept hungry that night.

This time, (Y/N) crawled through her window, a small box in hand. It was lights out, and nobody would hear the giggles of two kids eating sandwiches as they went back and forth with joyous banter.

“I have this one dance I really liked today though,” Eula reminisced her lesson with (Y/N), who yawned, eyelids fighting to stay open.

“Cool. Show me some moves! Or else I’ll hafta keep tellin’ folks that you’ve got two left feet.” He mumbled, head rocking back and forth. Eula blinked in confusion before standing up. She grabbed (Y/N) and guided him towards her bed tucking him in with herself.

“Good night (Y/N)…”

“…Good…night…princess,” they cuddled together and fell fast asleep. With (Y/N) almost drooling in his sleep, and Eula blushing in hers.

This was just one of many memories that Eula holds dear. And through the years, those continued interactions helped shaped her into who she was today: the Lawrence Clan’s worst nightmare. Older, she now refused to attend lessons, and even sought to openly interacting with “commoners”; if they had the patience to speak to her, that is.

And when she came to the decision of leaving her household for good, she asked him to come with her. “Oh geez. Ya always hafta pull at my heartstrings princess? How could I ever say no to such a cute face?” She pinched him on the arm, blushing from his constant teasing.

Since Eula was a Lawrence it mean’t no one would allow her to buy from their shops. Even (Y/N) was outcasted by association, but he didn’t care. Him and Eula had been together through thick and thin, and he never had much social standing to begin with. A small inconvenience like that didn’t bother him anyway. Eula resorted to hunting and cooking food over a campfire for the both of them.

Eventually others saw her capabilities, Jean the most, who recruited Eula to be a Knight of Favonius. Through sheer effort, she slowly began to gain a more positive reputation with the citizens of Mondstadt. It came at the cost of being labeled a traitor by her family, but it was a necessary sacrifice for a brighter future. One with him.

She invited him to meet on the mountain top further out of Mondstadt City. “Remember this place?” She asked him.

He scratched the back of his neck, looking for an answer. “Oh! We first met here! Right?” He answered enthusiastically, a dopey grin on his face. Eula frowned and crossed her arms, looking away angrily.

“Forgetting such a special date. I will—”

“Have vengeance right? So what place is this?” He cut her off, which led to her steaming even more. Coughing into her hand, she finally made eye contact with (Y/N).

A bright blush littered across her entire face. And her eyes held a soft gaze as she caressed his cheek. (Y/N) began blushing now, finally remembering what this place meant to her.

“This is where I confessed my love to you.” Guiding his hands to her hips, she placed hers on his shoulders, and began to dance with him. “Years ago I told you I had learned my new favorite dance: The Dance of Sacrifice. In some far away place it might’ve been the only thing to bring me comfort. But now, I have you.”

(Y/N) held a small smile, moving closer to Eula. They shared a kiss under the moonlight.

“Marry me.” She asked.

- Fin

[amphibiahawks321]

[Albedo enters Jean's office]

Albedo : The reports for today grand master–

Albedo : ......

[Shows Y/N sitting on a desk wrapping his arms around Eula's neck while Eula's pinning him down onto the desk with both hands]

[Both of them stare at albedo awkwardly]

M!Reader blushing : .....

Eula blushing : .....

Albedo : Sighs... Both of you are lucky she's not around the area right now

[Albedo about to leave the room]

M!Reader blushing : Wait! You won't snitch right!

[kohyuuu]

and im STILL in love with eula, dainsleif, and xinyan here (i love all of the characters here but these 3 omg 😫🫠)

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ real life genshin au

a/n: you've heard of the self-aware genshin au (sagau), right? well, get ready for the real-life genshin au - where in-game characters come to your world, but a whole lot more wholesome :) sorry if you're living with your family right now, you'll have a hard time explaining why another person is in your house... this can be read as platonic bc we need more of that shit.

gn!reader, poc!friendly :)

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Xiao is a really helpful person, he's also ridiculously funny. Say it's raining outside and you need help taking your washing off of the line, he's already there helping you! The demons won't be able to get your washing now, [name]. I'll fend them off. EVIL CONQUERING! >:) He's saying that every second too. Oh, you need me to watch the store whilst your stew cooks? Don't worry, I'll prevent the demons from burning it. EVIL CONQUERING! UnU He's really sweet as well, he trusts you :) Do you need a hug? I'll prevent the demons from worsening your depression. EVIL CONQUERING- :D

Albedo is very good when it comes to homework if you need help. However, be careful not to leave it out, you'll end up with us all done with stars and doodles all over it... in pen. Here you go, your homework:) Oh, and I also did your English, French, Spanish and German homework for you too! The maths was so easy, how did you not get it? Did I make you self-conscious? I apologise, please forgive me :( I put stars all over your work! He's an actual sweetheart if you think about it, and acts just like his voice actor: Khoi Dao. Why're you trying to run from me? I just wanna get you to try this new drink I made >:( COME 'ERE BITCH-

Venti is an actual menace, but not as bad as you think. Whilst you're brushing your teeth, he's in the shower singing or something like that. He loves bubble baths so much - like me too bestie <3 Hey [name]? Could you pass me the shampoo? Thankyouiloveyousomuch~ Any alcohol you have, put it away. No drunk menaces are allowed in your house or are they??? Styling his hair is an absolute must. It has to be in his signature style or at least something to do with braids or plaits. He's quite ticklish too so whilst you were doing his hair, it turned into a tickle fight. Aww c'mon [name] I'm sorry :( please don't tickle me anyMORE SVAUVSWKBSHSV-

Ei in real life? Please. She's useless. I'm sorry but it's the truth. However, she is very cute when she wants stuff, and she has her puppet with her too so say bye-bye to Inazuma's duties shawty. I cannot stress how much of a savage duo you are the Shogun are. Like actually you both are boss bitches. Whilst Ei tries to get your attention in the shops so you guys can make a pit stop at the confectionary aisle, you and the Shogun are arm in arm deadass strutting and walking your shit. You don't think we could maybe try some sweets in the other aisle, [name]? You know I'm not from here- The Shogun looks her dead in the eye, and then back at you. Ei is wondering what the fuck just happened whilst the Shogun is picking out sunglasses for you both because you're just that cool >:) You're an admirable person with good intent and high ambitions [name]. I've come to realise that my mistress only thinks about eternity, sweets and her friend Yae Miko. Oh well, fuck her. I'll take you back to Inazuma instead :) SO SHADY GODDAMN RAIDEN

Yae Miko is gobbling up this new environment to make a novel on it back home. She's actually not that intimidating if you think about it, just a little bit of a tease. She's a known critic, so you pull out all the worst Wattpad stories you can find and roast the living shit out of female Y/N because of the underrepresentation, weird-ass harem she has, and obviously because the stuff the writer makes her do is unrealistic and frankly quite embarrassing. Then you guys go through all the good stuff on Tumblr, AO3, Quotev and Wattpad where you have plenty, yet not enough, male!reader/gn!reader fics with good plots and a good sense of humour. What kind of atrocity is this? Are you seeing this [name]? The punctuation's all wrong too! For eternity's sake, not only are these writers amateur but they are also unrealistic and don't realise that there are different types of people out there with different genders, races and sexualities. Get it out of my sight. >:( I'm sorry you had to endure my rant there, [name]. Yes ma'am.

Xinyan is best girl. Period. Do you see her pretty curls? Yeah. If you're a person of colour and can relate to the struggles of such hair textures then you both can struggle together. She's so self-conscious about her style that it's criminal so please reassure her. This one's for the people of colour. Okay, so you get the rice and I'll make the spicy chicken and ribs; then we'll start on the vegetables :D She's an amazing cook and if you teach her some of your cultural delicacies??? MAKE ME YOUR TASTE TESTER I BEG YOU BRUH. On that note, she's a homegirl. Nothing like watching some ethnic drama alongside a bowl of [insert cultural dish]. What is that boy doing? Why you going over there, boy? Don't you know she's cheating on you AND NOW you've caught her. Damn-

Eula is a baby. Yes, she is. Won't leave your side ever and is ready to put up a fight. Even though her language isn't the most up to date, we can fix that! You've managed to teach her some phrases from social media that even she makes sound... aggressive. Excuse me, I would not like my hair cut. If anyone is going to cut my hair it is going to be [name]. What do you mean you have to? Retract that statement or I will shank you up my guy. You're probably going to have to explain to whoever you guys are with that Eula just isn't normal. She's unique okay???? Hmph, after that, I would just like to go home with you now [name]. There we will not be bothered by anyone but your parents or siblings, which have earned my respect. That hairdresser... Vengeance will be mine- STFU.

Oh little Dainsleif, so pure! He follows you everywhere and holds your hand when crossing the street - it's adorable!! He's so afraid of losing you that the poor guy will hug you at every given opportunity and gives you the softest smiles when you hug him back!!! I'm not sure I have much cheek to squish, but it feels nice. Thank you :) Do you see this man??? I swear, all you guys do is cuddle and walk everywhere hand in hand. Ugh so cute!!! When you both aren't behaving like a couple, Dainsleif just likes to watch over you. Whenever you sleep, he will sit beside your bed to make sure you don't accidentally fall off, he'll put your arm or leg back on the bed so you don't get pins and needles in the morning and tucks you in at night. Also, he is whipped for you and when he's sure you are in a deep sleep, he will brush hair out of your face or put your bonnet/durag back on for you. A little kiss on the forehead, nose and both cheeks to grant you sweet dreams. Good night [name], have sweet dreams for me, okay? *kiss*. ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Childe is another menace that likes to learn about the different kinds of weapons you have in your world, ranging from guns to katanas. He's canonically a family man, so if you live with family, he's on a mission to fit in and get their approval >:) Please, call me Childe! Oh, that looks like a cool toy, what is it? Show me how to use it and then we can play together :D! My man likes to dance too. As soon as he hears your music, he'll be intrigued by its sound and ask so many questions in one go. Chill. Drink water. Educate him on all the TikTok dances and sounds you know and soon you'll have a masterpiece in front of you. I mean, who wants a handsome, long-limbed, skinny ginger man who can't dance??? We really do need these great things in Schnezhaya - they're brilliant. [name], watch me do a backflip!

[robilover]

🪽 RULES

even if I mostly do SFW fics/headcanons/thirsts/blurbs, you must be 18+.

what I write can either be platonic or romantic.

I can do nsfw/suggestive posts, please read at your own risk.

I do fem!reader by default, but if you want gn!reader or afab!gn!reader, I can still do them! I do not do male!reader, though.

this is an LGBTQ+ safe space and is mostly a wlw/sapphic blog. therefore, strictly NO homophobia, transphobia, or anything that relates to hate to the LGBTQ+.

strictly NO incest, extreme kinks, pedophilia, etc etc.

please be respectful and kind in the asks and comments. I do not tolerate mean behavior.

if you request, please specify the gender or else I might just leave it in my inbox for a while.

I can do poly; character x reader x character. just specify if you want it separately or a poly hc or something.

additional rules are here. + here.

masterlist is under the cut together with the character list!

🪽 For NSFW:

I mostly do dom!character/top!character x sub!reader/bottom!reader.

I don’t mind doing top!reader but I actually just prefer being bottom (sorry guys💔)

again, NO extreme kinks (such as p!ss kink) and weird fetishes.

🪽 DNI IF:

you are homophobic, transphobic, or anything related to that.

you are a hater of genshin, hsr, or wuwa.

you are racist.

you fetishize wlw/women or have weird fetishes in general.

🪽 Character List (female characters):

colored ones are favorites/who I can (mostly) write for!

I will be updating this either way, so..

Genshin Impact

Lumine

Mondstadt:

Jean, Lisa, Fischl, Mona, Rosaria, Eula, Noelle, Sucrose

Liyue:

Beidou, Ningguang, Keqing, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Yanfei, Shenhe, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan, Xianyun

Inazuma:

Kamisato Ayaka, Naganohara Yoimiya, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Kujou Sara, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Yae Miko, Kuki Shinobu, Kirara

Sumeru:

Candace, Nilou, Nahida (platonic), Layla, Faruzan, Dehya

Fontaine:

Lynette, Charlotte, Furina, Navia, Chevreuse, Chiori, Arlecchino, Clorinde

Snezhnaya:

Columbina, La Signora

Honkai Star Rail (HSR)

Astral Express:

Stelle, Himeko, March 7th

Stellaron Hunters:

Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly

Herta Space Station:

Herta, Asta, Ruan Mei

Belobog:

Bronya, Seele, Serval, Natasha

Xianzhou Alliance:

Tingyun, Sushang, Qingque, Yukong, Fu Xuan, Jingliu, Guinaifen, Hanya, Xueyi

Interastral Peace Corporation (IPC):

Topaz, Jade

Penacony:

Robin, Sparkle, Black Swan

Cosmic:

Acheron

Wuthering Waves (WUWA)

Female Rover, Yangyang, Baizhi, Chixia, Danjin, Jianxin, Sanhua, Jinhsi, Yinlin, Changli

Zenless Zone Zero (ZZZ)

Belle

Victoria Housekeeping:

Alexandrina Sebastiane (Rina), Ellen Joe

Cunning Hares:

Nicole Demara, Anby Demara, Nekomiya Mana (Nekomata)

Belobog Heavy Industries:

Grace Howard

Sons of Calydon:

Burnice White, Caesar King,

Criminal Investigation Special Response Team (PubSec):

Zhu Yuan, Jane Doe

Obol Squad:

Soldier 11

Section 6:

Hoshimi Miyabi

these are subjected to change. I will add the masterlist as soon as I get motivated to do so.

🪽 Masterlist:

Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

Wuthering Waves

Zenless Zone Zero

My Hero Academia / Boku no Hero Academia

[katsuyuswritings]

— ᕦ kei ᕤ —

a lonely writer who has a few friends. asking for mutuals, also an employed attorney and has no social life 💗

— MALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

male; aether, dainslief, kaeya, diluc, albedo, venti, bennett, razor, mika, zhongli, chongyun, xingqiu, xiao, baizhu, tartaglia, itto, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, capitano, dottore, pantalone, scaramouche/wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, freminet, wriosthley

naruto uzumaki/namikaze, sasuke uchiha, kakashi hatake, iruka umino, kotetsu, izumo, asuma sarutobi, sai yamanaka, shikamaru nara, choji akamichi, aburame shino, kiba inuzuka, kankuro, gaara, itachi uchiha, kisame, sasori, deidara, kakuzu, hidan, orochimaru, kabuto, jiraiya, minato namikaze, neji hyuga, zetsu, zabuza, haku yuki, suigetsu, juuga, maito gai, boruto uzumaki, mitsuki

saiki kusuo, kaidou shun, aren kuboyasu, toritsuka reita, nendou riki, hairo kineshi, makoto teruhashi

denji, aki, angel devil, shark devil (that's literally all)

aifuyo hime/yuzuki, renyue yuzuki, kōhaku hayashi, eijiro yuzuki, aoi hime, anh hyu, eugene hyu, feng xiang

— FEMALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

female: amber, fischl, noelle, mona, jean, lisa, eula, klee, barbara, xiangling, xinyan, yunjin, ganyu, keqing, shenhe, ningguang, beidou, qiqi, yaoyao, kuki, kujou sara, yae miko, raiden ei/shogun, raiden makoto, kokomi, ayaka, sayu, yoimiya, faruzan, layla, nilou, dori, dehya, candace, dunyarzad, focalors, navia, lynette, yuelin, tsaritsa, la signora, sandrone, arlecchino, columbina, raiden makoto

sakura haruno/uchiha, hinata hyuga/uzumaki, karin uzumaki, konan, kurenai sarutobi, hanabi hyuga, ino yamanaka, tsunade senju, temari nara, tenten, anko mitarashi, kushina uzumaki/namikaze, guren (mommy), himawari uzumaki, sarada uchiha

kokomi teruhashi, chiyo yumehara/teruhashi, kuriko/kusuko saiki, aiura mikoto, rifuta imu, mera chisato

power, makima, yuro, himeno

katsuyu yuzuki/hime, chiyo hime, shinkkami ayakemi-sanjin (teiko), kohari hayashi, mina noshiro, maikka yue, yan xiang

— ᕤ can request ᕦ —

smut, suggestive, angst and fluff

aged up characters smut/suggestive

child!reader x parent!character or vise versa

song related storyline

ships and oc x reader

— ᕦ can't request ᕤ —

minor character smut

oc x canon (I have my reasons)

weird shit like armpit kink and others (I don't wanna name them 😨)

Also I know most of y'all are minors... You can't hide from me

[wrightingwithalex]

Hello everyone!

My name is Alex, but people also call me Lex, Lexi, Lexus... Whatever at this point LMAO. I'm not new to tumblr, but I am new to posting on it. I don't really know how all of this works yet so bear with me!

Just to give you a heads-up, I'm really good at English, but it still isn't my first language, so if you see any spelling or grammar mistakes, don't mind it😭

So, I'm a writer, and my content is going to be character x reader 99% of the time. What I was thinking is that you guys send me requests for characters and scenarios you want me to write about (of course, as long as they are a character I know of) because my inspiration has been very lacking lately 💀. I will now give a list of all the characters I write for, as well as some rules for when you send asks.

By the way, if you want to remain anonymous, you can claim emoji's so that I know who you are!

I WILL WRITE:

Ace Attorney -> any character within the Phoenix Wright trilogy (Ace Attorney, Justice For All, Trials and Tribulations) 'cause those are the only games I've played so far

Sally Face -> Sal, Larry, Ash

Resident Evil -> Leon, Ada, Carlos, Ethan, Claire

Brooklyn 99 -> Jake, Amy, Rosa, Charles

Hunter x Hunter -> Kurapika

Minecraft Story Mode -> Jesse (male and female), Lukas, Petra

The Last of Us -> Ellie, Joel, Dina, Abby

Five Nights at Freddy's (movie) -> Mike, Vanessa, Steve Raglan/William Afton

Inside job -> Reagan, Brett

Arcane -> Vi, Jinx, Caitlyn, Mel, Victor, Sevika

Assassination Classroom –> Karma

Genshin Impact –> Albedo, Alhaitham, Arlecchino, Ayaka, Ayato, Childe, Clorinde, Cyno, Eula, Furina, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Itto, Jean, Kazuha, Keqing, Kokomi, Lyney, Mona, Navia, Neuvillette, Nilou, Raiden, Shenhe, Tighnari, Venti, Wanderer, Wriothesley, Xianyun, Yae Miko, Yelan, Yoimiya, Zhongli, Beidou, Bennett (nothing more than a kiss 'cause he's a minor), Candace, Charlotte, Fischl (nothing more than a kiss 'cause she's a minor), Gaming, Gorou, Heizou, Kaeya, Kuki Shinobu, Lisa, Lynette, Ningguang, Noelle, Rosaria, Kujou Sara, Sucrose, Thoma

mostly fem!reader and gn!reader –> female characters will be with fem!reader by default (gn!reader only if you request it), male characters are with gn!reader by default (fem!reader only if you request it)

I WILL NOT WRITE:

smut -> kissing yes, anything more than that no; I still feel awkward writing it, let alone uploading it LOL

male!reader (sorry :C)

non-con and dub-con -> I believe in consent

pregnancy trope

extreme age gap -> anything more than a 15 year age difference is a no

pedophilia

P.S. I'm a music major and it can get extremely busy sometimes so it's gonna take some time for me to write, but I don't think it should take any more than a week.

Minors can interact, since I'm not writing any smut!

That's gonna be all from me for today. I'll update this list if I get a new show/game I'm interested in, or if there's a change in the rules. I look forward to your requests, and I can't wait to start writing them! xx

[contentloadingandstuff]

Mondstadt Girls and an Inazuman Deserter!Reader - Amber, Rosaria & Eula x Male!Reader

A/N: A bit specific to be sure, but I hope it's still entertaining! C/W: Some mentions of frontline hardships and horrors.

There weren't any early warning signs to what was about to befall Inazuma. 

It was as if the Almighty Shogun, so beloved by her people, one day decided to pay her subjects back by trampling on their ambitions. And so Inazumans were forced to, willingly or less so, give up their Visions. Not all went smoothly, however. An obvious backlash was what Narukami’s outrageous demand to hand over Watatsumi’s Visions had been met with, escalating into an invasion in a matter of days. 

At first, the small but professional army of your homeland managed to strike at Watatsumi's unprepared shores, but excited news reports of rapid progress soon died down. Watatsumi's resistance was ferocious, which in tandem with the enlistment of every Vision Bearer in the small state forced the shogunate’s troops back. Not only did they defend their home island, but also succeeded in taking the fight to the bordering Yashiori Island. Unofficial channels reported mounting losses, and with mounting losses came the dreaded mobilization. 

The recruiters and state officials chanted the word “defend!” at anyone who would listen. But what ethical merit had it when you were the aggressors? 

As a male in his prime years, you were one of the first to get drafted when things got rough for the Shogunate. The punishment for evading this duty was harsh - multiple years of prison and unavoidable social ostracism was what awaited you if you were to refuse the God of Thunder's call. With only 24 hours to pack, you took only the necessary items and said your goodbyes for what could very well be your final time. You were off to the frontlines, fighting a war you never asked for and had no business supporting. 

What awaited you was hell. 

With the competent commanders either dead, wounded or having deserted altogether, the military was condemned to fight under inexperienced and cowardly commanders. Soon the “meat assaults”, as your comrades called them, would become the staple of military tactics. There was scarce food, scarce medical assistance, intelligence, scouting, ammunition and everything necessary to fight, and your comrades were melting before your eyes. No friendship lasted - sooner or later a “category second load” was all that you were left with. Bodies were everywhere, rotting under artillery fire in the trenches, on the fields, beaches and forests with nobody to collect them, let alone give them a burial. You lived among them, getting weaker and sicker with each day. The stench was overpowering, barring you from keeping anything in your stomach - not that you had anything to eat but dry crackers and cat soup anyway. The wounded lay scattered among your unit, slowly bleeding out and succumbing to their injuries with few chances of being rescued and tended to. With the losses mounting, you soon came to regret your skill at avoiding suicidal assaults. You were surrounded with homeless and criminals forced into uniform. With the latter came prison discipline as rank integrity and morale decayed. You found your “comrades” to change from fellow citizens to murderers, rapists, robbers, smugglers, bandits - criminals both petty and serious. Humiliations, beatings, lynchings and animalisation became an integral part of your daily life as you found yourself amongst them. Until you couldn't take it anymore. 

You fled. You deserted your post, cast your weapon into the sea, burned your uniform and spent all your savings on bribing locals to smuggle you back to Ritou where you took off with the Krux towards the mainland. 

Whatever you faced there would be a far better life than one of chaos and decay on the frontlines. 

You survived, yes. You made it through hell with your life, but it didn't mean you were proud of it. In the eyes of your people, you have become a coward, a traitor and an unworthy man. Would others share their outlook?

Your first encounter with a certain Outrider wasn't long after you've got yourself a job. As an equipment technician for the Knights of Favonius, you were charged with keeping her and the others’ weapons and armor in top condition. 

Amber made quite the impression on you when she came crashing through the balcony and into the workshop, scattering tools, weapons and outfits across the entire room. She knocked over a candle while bashfully apologizing, setting some fabric on fire. Despite the rough landing, the mess and the arson, her genuine smile and bright disposition sparked a true wildfire in your heart, one she - as you would come to know - shared. 

All was well for a few months. Amber didn't take interest in politics, placing the war outside of her attention. She did once mention it, but stopped at simply wishing your family safety. She didn't pay much attention to your scars - she had many of her own from the various accidents she had and adventures she regularly embarked on. You having some too didn't really strike her as unusual. 

What Amber did notice was your attitude towards certain topics. Wherever her service in the Knights or war in general came up, you turned rather pessimistic and dismissive. Phrases akin to “we’ll die anyway” or “we are replaceable” would frequently reach her ears. This, combined with your general dislike towards war-related topics and scarce - if any - sharing of your past in Inazuma gave her more than enough clues. She quickly put two and two together and, preferring to stay genuine, asked you outright. 

After hearing about what got you in Mondstadt, she didn't know what to say. She just sat there, blinking, her mouth slightly agape. In her defense, nothing could have prepared Amber for a story about sleeping amongst rotting corpses or hearing another soldier cry for help for hours until he finally bled out. 

It's no wonder you wanted out. Nobody deserves this treatment for risking their lives for their god. What kind of god Raiden Shogun even is? One who strips her followers of their Visions and sends her soldiers to fight in these conditions, without even bothering to show up and support them? Your desertion, no, your escape is fully justified. If anything you should be proud to have made such a bold decision, risking execution if your despicable superiors were to find out. 

For Amber, hearing you doubt yourself as man was an honest surprise. In a situation as inhuman as that, how could you even consider societal expectations? Only people truly separated from reality would call you a wimp. These people are likely women or those fortunate enough to never experience actual war first hand, so you shouldn't bother about their opinions.

As for herself, well… Amber knows that, as an Outrider, she will be sent to the frontlines should the need arise. But she rests easy, knowing that offensive warfare isn't something very likely to be in Mondstadt’s future. Even if there will be, Amber is sure that it will happen only if absolutely necessary and in good cause. 

Amber: You've been through things that no man should ever experience. You are very brave to have said ‘enough’ and left that hell behind, no matter the risk. Now, my brave warrior, you deserve to rest - I swore to defend every citizen of Mondstadt, including you. If you could, leave the defending to me! I’ll make sure that you won't ever have to fight again! Outrider's promise!

When you arrived in Mondstadt, you were obviously placed in Rosaria’s sights. Every outlander that takes residence in the city must be investigated, as per her orders. There wasn’t a lot to go off, as she found. You didn’t speak Mondstadtian, only the universal language of Teyvat. Your face was slightly different from the locals, hinting at a South-Eastern origin. You were of a rather sturdier stature, suggesting your previous occupation involved physical tasks. After a few weeks of witnessing absolutely ordinary behavior from you, she just tagged you as a blue collar immigrant and called it a day. 

The war left you hurt, but it did leave you with some skills too. You were in generally fit physical form - after eating up, that is - and more than remembered the training you received back in Inazuma. Being practical, you decided to start with a simple guard job. As it happened, the leader of the nation left his city to embark on a crusade of sorts, leaving the local force - The Knights of Favonius as you came to know them - very short handed. This meant that you were quickly accepted first as a squire and then promoted to a regular knight after a few months of work and some exams. 

Nobody wanted to be on guard duty. Except for you, that is. You were tired of killing, tired of constantly being on alert and risking your neck every second. You were thankful for the opportunity to lean back and pretend to work while still getting the money and the credit for standing in for someone else. And that’s how your life flowed for the most part. 

The first time Rosaria actually spoke to you in person came when she was outside the cathedral for her usual smoke break. Normally she would smoke inside the church, but that day she wasn’t in the mood to put up with the whining of that one young nun who would always make it out as if it was a big issue. When she reached into her pockets, as luck would have it, she couldn’t locate her cigarette pouch. When she started heading home, annoyed, she stumbled upon you, casually smoking in a secluded spot. It was a habit you caught from your comrades - the stress had to be resolved in some way, after all. When Rosaria came up to you and asked for one of your cigarettes, you gladly shared - and that’s how the relationship started. 

The closer you got to each other, the more interested Rosaria became in your past. You never spoke of it, and she could tell it was not the most pleasant of topics for you. She understood that - Rosaria herself disliked talking about her “was”, after all. But she couldn’t stop her curiosity from asking the questions - where did you get all these scars? From monsters? As if a guy like you would succumb to some Hilichurls. 

She would come to learn the truth one Friday night. Both of you had just a little too much to drink, resulting in the alcohol loosening your tongue. You went on and on about what happened to you in Inazuma, and Rosaria managed to remember enough of it to piece together a coherent backstory in the morning.

It was a story like many others she heard throughout her life. A mistreated soldier, fighting for a cause he didn’t support, escaping back to freedom. The recurrence of stories like yours didn’t make it any less tragic, of course. But that’s just it, no? It happened, and there was nothing you could do about it anymore. It was fate’s dark design, and no matter how much you would try, you couldn’t change it. The right course of action was to make peace with the past and move on. 

Much to her surprise, however, you didn’t seem to take the reasonable route this time. Your choice of desertion seemed to weigh you down. You were frequently referring to yourself as a traitor and a coward, both of which Rosaria would find amusing. Because you were neither. 

Rosaria: “Ah, really now? This “coward” you speak of somehow had the courage to go against the will of his god, just as this “traitor” saw the so-called conquest for what it was - a civil war. You refused to accept tyranny, you refused being treated by your god as some nameless cannon fodder. More - not only did you resist and escape with your life, but you also recovered. You rolled your sleeves up and returned to civilian life, determined to regain what was taken away from you. This is a feat no ordinary man is capable of, Y/N.”

After an entire year in hell, there was no chance you would be willing to ever find yourself near a weapon anymore. Not professionally at least. You needed a job to keep yourself afloat, and you decided that the simpler, the better. You decided to do as many have - you took a loan and started your bakery. 

It was a difficult task at first, but you managed to get a foothold, and it was fairly simple from then on. Was it monotonous? Sure, but that’s what you signed up for. You decided that routine would do you good. 

During your uneventful but still busy days, you would turn your attention towards the streets and the people that walked them. One particular, blue haired woman caught your attention. She was clearly a member of the Knights, but unlike the others she wasn’t very popular among the people of Mondstadt, so much so that other shopkeepers oftentimes refused to sell her any of their wares. Was she a criminal of some sort? An outcast? You asked your fellow store owner for a reason, and it absolutely baffled you. 

It turned out she was Eula Lawrence, a woman from a tyrannical clan that once ruled the city. When you asked a few knights that did their shopping at your store about what kind of a person she was, your suspicions turned out to be true. She has been hurt by her family name and her somewhat distant attitude, on top of her way of speaking of course. 

When she came to you the first time, she asked if you also didn’t want her to visit your shop. Her face betrayed genuine surprise as you handed her a loaf of fresh bread, but she was even more suspicious when you refused to take her money. There was something very unusual about your attitude, so starkly different from how others treated her. 

Nonetheless, she accepted the gift. She accepted it the second time. And the third. And the fourth, and the fifth and over and over and over again. The profit decrease of a few loaves of bread was negligible, but Eula still insisted on paying for her food after being given so much. You still gave her a discount, though. 

Over time you started getting along better and better. You started looking out for her in more ways as well, getting her medication when she was sick or getting her back to the Knights of Favonious barracks when she went overboard with alcohol. It was a bad habit, and you tried distracting her from her worries with offers to go out, even if she wanted to drink - at least she wouldn’t drink alone. 

This quality time brought you closer, progressing up to the point of you inviting her to live in the same home. Eula obviously welcomed the chance to take her living conditions up a notch, as the barracks weren’t really a nice place to live in. You were overjoyed at her accepting the proposal, but anxiety lingered in your mind - how long would it be before she found out? And what would happen when she did? Eula was a woman of honor, a proud soldier with a well developed moral code and the determination to stick to it. How would she look at you when she found out you were nothing but a pathetic deserter? 

Unbeknownst to you, the Spindrift Knight has long since figured that something is up with you. No ordinary baker would have a body so rugged as yours, and you seemed aware of the fact - whenever she invited you for her ice baths, you would politely decline. On hot days you still wore a more revealing shirt, letting her see and examine your scars discreetly. She had seen many of such marks before, she herself had many, and it was easy to guess that they were man made. Your habits also supported her suspicions - she found a dagger under your pillow and a dusty spear in your closet, though she never saw you use either. 

One day, Eula decided enough was enough - if she were to love you with all the honesty of her heart, you would have to be genuine as well. She approached you with a stern expression and a single demand - “spar with me”. You accepted, being uncertain at first but later relaxing and giving it your all. You thought that a woman such as her wouldn’t be impressed with weakness, and so you called on all your experience and knowledge. What you didn’t realize was that Eula kept a close eye on you and concluded that you had to have any sort of military training to fight like you do. You still lost the fight though. The captain called you out and, not wanting to keep pretending anymore, you told her everything. 

Eula was, above all, pleased that you were able to be honest with her (and that she figured everything out correctly, of course). Admitting to such a decision required bravery, just as escaping the horrid conditions you were fighting in. Facing the risks involved with avoiding detection and sailing to a whole new nation, filled with foreign designs and speaking in a foreign language was a true testament to your courage. 

Second, far stronger, came the disgust. How could any soldier be treated as deplorably as the men of Inazuma were? No food, no water, no supplies and no help are the rewards for putting your lives on the line and taking the lives of others? Just the thought makes Eula’s teeth grit to this very day. To think that all these neglected aspects of planning might as well have killed you…

She didn’t need time to consider if she loved you now that she knew of your past. You were still the man that gave her bread that one day, still the man that faced monsters with her, side by side, still the patient and caring man that touched her heart. If anything, knowing of the extent of your bravery and determination only made her admire you more.

Eula: “The right to live isn’t something exclusive to women, children and the elderly, you know. Every man has the same right to not die in a war as a woman. Not only those that volunteered deserve respect - any soul that carried the burden of war deserves acknowledgment for their bravery. What you had been forced into was not war - it was a crime. And for that I will have vengeance on that god of yours, I swear it.

Thanks for reading!

[rainynightmoonlight]

More about You | Genshin Impact x Male Reader

The description is down below. This is also on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

Description: Celetsia's Divinity About you: About you | (You are here) About the family: About the family Prologue: Born from the stars | TBW Chapter 1: A child, the wolf, the dragon, and the god | TBW

WARNING: War and Death

Credit for picrew: Here

A/n: The picrew is just a reference and not what you exactly look like.

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Name: Y/n

Age: 6000+ years

Homeland: Uknown

Gender: Male

Appearance: H/L H/C hair, E/c Eyes, S/t Skin, L/c lips and Y/h tall

Personality: Sweet, Motherly, Kind, Understanding, Vengeful, Loving, Smart, Wise, Curious

Likes: Flowers, Butterflies, Taking care of kids, Helping others, Gardening, Baking, Learning new things.

Dislikes: Abuse, Bitter foods, Hurting others, Feeling vulnerable, Vane, His parents death.

Powers: Being able to control all elements, See other's dreams and enter them, see and speak to ghosts, seeing the future, flying

Other notes: Y/n was born along with the Seven Sovereigns, becoming an honorary dragon. He is able to form wings on his back to imitate dragon wings. Y/n has the power to see people's future, but it is just a brief vision, and it is always changing. Y/n forgot the powers he once had due to his mother hiding away his memories. His memories were hidden out of fear of his powers being used against him and being too dangerous for Y/n to handle on his own. Y/n see's ghosts and often helps those that want to move on. He also connects with them and brings a sense of happiness to lonely spirits. He is able to use the elements, but once he remembers his past. There is a reminence of the elemental power, but it isn't as strong as they used to be. Y/n knows all the gods, both before and after the Archon war and morns those that died during the war. He is often seen wearing a white two piece with a short crop top and a skirt, to resemble what his father once wore. It is mistaken that he is the ghost of Windrise because of his white apparel and his singing. Y/n wears more loose close that flow in the wind because of his brother and father.

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Love interests:

Mondstadt:

Aether

Venti

Diluc

Kaeya

Albedo

Bennett

Razor

Dainsleif

Jean

Eula

Lisa

Mona

Noelle

Rosaria

Sucrose

Liyue:

Zhongli

Xiao

Baizhu

Chongyun

Xingqiu

Beidou

Ganyu

Yelan

Hu Tao

Ningguang

Shenhe

Yanfei

Yun Jin

Keqing

Inazuma:

Ei/Raiden Shogun

Yae Miko

Kokomi

Kuki

Kujou Sara

Yoimiya

Ayaka

Ayato

Itto

Kazuha

Gorou

Heizou

Thoma

Takuya

Sumeru:

Alhaitham

Kaveh

Tighnari

Cyno

Wanderer

Nilou

Dehya

Collei

Dunyarzad

Fontaine:

Furina

Charlotte

Lynette

Navia

Lyney

Neuvillette

Wriothesley

Freminet

Natlan:

Murata

Snezhnaya:

The Tsaritsa

Tartaglia

[mubabee]

-if you request, I will add it here to confirm it will be done. For ones I won’t do, you can try and request again. I usually accept most requests I receive.

(Check the post under the gojo and geto post, I went on a request purge yes. Most got deleted, sorry to those that were expecting their request. Feel free to try and request again)

Also, this is not to discourage people from requesting. Some take a few days while some take a few weeks.(months even)

Some Yanqing requests I won’t specifically do because i have so many requests for him that it will basically be the same.

CURRENT REQUESTS(this is not in order)

—Genderbent Latte cookie

—Danganronpa 2 characters x reader

—Shenhe x male!reader

—Sonic getting jealous of Knuckles

—Genderbent!Eula

—Hazbin Hotel with child!reader p.2

—KNY x Reader p.2

—My OCs being protective and giving princess treatment

—Valentines special with OCs

—Yandere Yuta Okkutsu

—Yandere!Itadori x kidnapped!reader

—burnt cheese cookie x reader

—Class 1a x reader who got a haircut

—Yandere Sunday and Kafka x Layla!reader

—Jing Yuan x reader

—Welt x Reader(flustered challenge)

—Yandere!genderbent!Jingliu x reader

—Yandere!Johann and Chisei Gen x reader

—yandere!platonic!atsv

—Genderbent!Chrysalis x reader

—Genderbent!Shalom(once I actually meet her in the game)

—Aventurine x reader who’s Ratio’s sister

—OCs reacting to S/O saying she has a partner

—OCs x motherly!reader

—Genderbent!Charlie x reader, Genderbent!Vaggie x reader

—Dan Heng x puppy-like!reader

—Aventurine x reader

—More genderbent!Natasha

—Genderbent!Robin singing to reader

—Genderbent!Rainbow Dash teasing reader

—More genderbent!Chelsea

—Helping Genderbent!Seele

—Blade taking care of fem!reader on her period

—Asuka x reader

—Genderbent Yelan

—Chibi overprotective Dr ratio and aventurine

Any request that is not listed, I will not do.(Could be because I don’t know the character or concept enough or the request isn’t specific enough.)

That last part sounds blatant but drawing be tedious sometimes 😭

(woah a lot of requests got deleted)

[itqshiden]

◜⟡⊹ꜝ﹕REQUEST﹒₊ RULES ？

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱      ৴    🪞 Read BYF/DNI ...   ᰍ

╰╮✧ ``っ DISCLAIMER: ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE AND I NEVER STUDIED IT, learned from reading au's on twt/srs﹔꒷꒦

﹢﹒✦︔︉Will Write.

★ . Esp/Eng

��� . Male/Gender neutral reader.

★ . Bottom, Sub reader

★ . Isg (bttm) x Any character

★ . Dub-con, yandere, dark content, somnophilia, abo, polyamory/threesome, crossdressing, pet names

﹢﹒✦︔︉Will NOT Write.

★ . Female/Afab reader.

★ . Top, switch reader

★ . Reader of a specific race or ethnicity, shota/pedo, mpreg, dysphoria, eating disorders, oc x characters, any other character x character that's not isg x someone, reader x female character nsfw, gangbang.

☆﹫﹒ıllı﹒e⇡﹒characters<3

Blue lock rin, sae, shidou, ness, kaiser, reo. Bungou Stray Dogs ranpo, fyodor, tetchō, chuuya. Mo Dao Zu Shi wei ying, jiang cheng. NU: carnival kuya, eiden, blade. YTTD shin tsukimi, sou hiyori, rio ranger, kageyama ranmaru, tsuguri mai. Genshin Impact kazuha, alhaitham, heizou, keqing, yelan, eula. Milgram muu, mikoto, fuuta.

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[Eula slowly walking closer to Y/N, her steps deliberate as if she's preparing for something unexpected]

[Eula let out a cough getting Y/N's attention]

M!Reader : Huh?– Oh! Hey Eula! What's up? You seem more.... Serious then usual

Eula : Ahem... Do you ever get tired of seeing me? Or do I simply haunt your thoughts all day long?

M!Reader : ......Chuckles Woah there, someone is being flirty today

Eula : You–You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re making it difficult for me to keep my composure around you....

[Y/N let out a short soft laugh making Eula flustered within seconds]

Eula : Wha—forget about it! That was... Way too cheesy....

M!Reader : Wait wait! That wasn't a mocking laugh! That was a "Oh my gosh you're so adorable" laugh!

Eula : I.... Adorable? That's.... That's not what I intended at all, But if it did make your heart race then it would definitely suffice..

[Y/N walks closer Eula with a smile and kisses her cheek, making her closer her eyes while embracing the kiss—

[Amber popping out of the bushes, completely exhilarated]

Amber : YEAAAH! Told you it would work!

M!Reader : .....Amber—

[Within seconds kaeya also popped out of the bushes]

Kaeya : Oh my, that almost took a bad turn

M!Reader : .....Kaeya—

Eula : I TOLD YOU GUYS TO STAY THERE UNTIL I RETURN BACK!—

[genshinrail]

Guidelines

Updated: 29.06.2024

Welcome! I am Aku (she/he).

This is a side blog for writing. If you'd like to know more about me, or want me to follow you back, check out my main blog. That’s where I post my unhinged obsession with my fiancé, Illumi Zoldyck, and my art. I am a big fan of yanderes and the worst kind of villains, so that's going to be something I write a lot about.

To see my rules and boundaries and other information for requests, click "keep reading".

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Rules and boundaries

This is strictly a canon x reader/OC writing blog. I won’t write canon x canon. I may discuss them, but that’s it.

By default, I write gender-neutral reader! I try to avoid using any gendered terms or describing the reader too much. (With something like smut, I may use vaginal terms for reader). I write readers of any gender, just remember to mention what gender the reader is if you send a request.

I write all genres; fluff, angst, smut. I am comfortable writing almost anything, and I mean it. I am very much pro-fic. I'll tell you if I am too uncomfortable with what you request. Please don't take it personally if I refuse!

I mainly write about male characters, but there are some female characters I write about too (see the list in the end).

I let anyone interact! I just hope any minors would not interact with my 18+ fics! I will tag them as "MDNI".

!I try to write as many of the requests I get, but I can't write all of them! Sometimes it might take a long time before I get to your request, so be patient. Please check if requests are open before submitting one! (Displayed in my blog bio.)

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Current fandoms I write for and the characters I am more likely to write about:

Genshin Impact - Aether, Anemo guys, all tall men, Lyney, Clorinde, Layla, Raiden Ei, Eula

Honkai Star Rail - Caelus, Dan Heng, Luocha, Gepard, Sampo, Luka, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, Sunday, Gallagher, Arlan, Misha

Wuthering Waves: Rover, Aalto, Mortefi, Calcharo, Jiyan, Scar, Baizhi, Jianxin

Jujutsu Kaisen - Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Mahito, Kenjaku, Utahime Iori.

Bungou Stray Dogs - Osamu Dazai, Chuuya Nakagara, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Odasaku, Ango Sakaguchi, Ougai Mori, Edgar Allan Poe, H.P Lovecraft, Ouchi Fukuchi.

Hunter x Hunter - Illumi Zoldyck (anything I write of him will be very self-shippy), Hisoka Morow, Chrollo Lucilfer, Kite, Kurapika Kurta, Meruem, Shiapouf, Nobunaga Hazama

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