#Genshin impact headcanon

[ashieeeesh]

This has been on my mind for like 4 years now

[andreaheartscats]

Xiao headcanons<3!

(just pure fluff)

-> Xiao struggles to express his feelings directly, but he shows he cares in small, meaningful ways. He’ll leave a handful of qingxin flowers near your favorite spot or silently protect you from afar.

->Xiao isn’t used to physical affection, but he secretly loves it when you hold his hand or rest your head on his shoulder. At first, he freezes up, but over time, he relaxes and even leans into your touch.

->Xiao, being familiar with nightmares, often checks on you while you sleep to ensure you’re having peaceful dreams. If you stir in your sleep, he’ll hum a soft melody to soothe you.

->Xiao doesn’t know how to give compliments well, so his attempts are blunt but endearing. “You… look less tired today. That’s good.”

-> Xiao rarely rests, but when he feels safe with you, he might accidentally fall asleep by your side. It’s one of the few times he looks truly peaceful.

-> Even when he’s consumed by his karmic burdens, your presence serves as a gentle reminder that he’s not alone.

->He’ll gift you things with deep meaning, like a perfectly preserved qingxin flower or a charm he carved himself, to protect you in his absence.

->Xiao might not admit it, but he enjoys lighthearted moments. If you try to catch him off guard with a surprise qingxin flower, he’ll smirk and dodge, only to tuck the flower behind your ear later.

-> Xiao doesn’t try to be funny, but his blunt honesty often makes you laugh. He’ll tilt his head in confusion, wondering what’s so amusing.

[asherheed]

a/n: happy bday to my fictional loml xiao tutu alatus my beloved

when xiao dreams, he's always going down.

it doesn't matter whether he's suffocated by the ocean of his karmic debt, feeling its claws sink into his feet, pulling him under; or gravity wrapping its heavy arms around his body as he plummets from the sky, xiao is always spiraling downwards.

it makes him hate dreaming, opting to clear his mind from the sinking weight of drifting towards sleep. slaying monsters by the borders of liyue makes his body sing from nothing but exhaustion. their blood is on his hands but at least the stains on his skin distract him from the weariness in his bones.

when he can no longer evade sleep, his nightmares come to him like wolves, his arms and hands enclosed by black whips, chaining him to a never ending bad dream while he tries to break free.

it ceases when he sees you amidst the darkness.

you were light embodied, the moon while he wanders tirelessly in the frightening forest of his mind. you smile and he feels the constricting of his chest weaken, a rush of relief resting on his shoulders as he watches you approach his restrained position.

he whispers your name, and your eyes glow impossibly brighter at his voice. you rest your hand on his cheek and xiao closes his eyes, your touch a deliverance from his endless torment within. soft lips press against his and xiao pulls away, tenderly surprised.

when he wakes, the fatigue he knows so well never comes. licking his lips, he tastes the sweetness that lingers there.

as he gazes out to the sights atop wangshu inn, he can’t help but smile, feeling his mind go tranquil for a very long time.

[amphibiahawks321]

Huh.... Interesting date night

[addictofanimation]

A Kaeya Possible Death Headcanon...

If Kaeya were to suffer from the curse and be coming closer to death, I can see him seeking warmth like the Hilichurls did. He would cuddle with either/both Diluc and/or Klee and they would hold him until his final breath would come and he would go slack in their hold.

Makes it even worse if he doesn't even know he's dying. Just that he can't stay warm or retain any warmth at all.

This could also possibly be applied to Amber and Bennett. I can see them being last resorts if he simply couldn't bare the cold. He would go to Amber if he felt she wouldn't say anything about it because it's awkward for both of them. I can see Bennett being the one to notice Kaeya seems oddly cold and offers to use his Vision to warm him up.

Of course, all of them inevitably freak out when they realize he just died in their arms. Klee would be the one most likely to not realize Kaeya was dead and calling for Jean because "big brother Kaeya fell asleep". She doesn't understand why Jean starts crying and holding Kaeya in her arms or why Lisa and Amber are barely holding back tears. But Klee begins to freak out too because she starts to realize something is seriously wrong when everyone is clearly upset. She starts crying too when she tries to wake Kaeya up, telling him that he's starting to scare everyone because he's sleeping too hard, only to not get an answer.

I still think Diluc would have the strongest reaction, though. Maybe Kaeya showed up at the manor one day and desperately asks if he can stay in his room for the night. Diluc, noticing something is off, lets him. When he goes to check on Kaeya after a brief talk with Adelinde, he finds him bundled in his old blankets and looking like a caterpillar in a cocoon. He starts to get worried when he realizes that he can see Kaeya's breath. He tells Adelinde to call for Barbara and Albedo and tries to get Kaeya to talk to him but Kaeya is practically shaking the bed with his shivers. He gets under the blankets with Kaeya and uses his Vision to warm up the space under the blanket and breathes a sigh of relief when his brother's shivers subside. Of course, they have their typical stunted talk that eventually becomes a heartfelt conversation that they don't know will be their last.

Eventually, they become quiet for some time before Diluc realizes that Kaeya isn't breathing. Que the freak out as he desperately tries to wake Kaeya up but nothing is working. His screams aren't answered by his brother and instead with the doors to Kaeya's room slamming open with Albedo standing in the doorway, looking like he had run the entire way here. One look, however, and Albedo hangs his head and Diluc knows.

All he can do is hug his brother close as he cries and mourns what could have been.

[jeizet]

I really want to read a haikaveh fanfic where Alhaitham can suddenly read minds, and instead of Kavehs brain filled with simpy thoughts. Kaveh is actually not in love with Alhaitham because living with an emotionally unavailable person that you fight so often with is truly stressful.

So Alhaitham, who is extremely in love but never tried to do something about it, tries to learn how to make Kaveh happy, loving him more in the process.

He learns

how Kaveh likes their debates, but when they are about his life choices Alhaitham makes him belittled and insulted

How the things Kaveh do, that he thinks are to win some pity points, are actually him being kinds and feeling guilty about their situation.

How although Kaveh sometimes call their place "home" more often is "Alhaithams house"

How even though Kaveh is idealistic, he fears romance and abandonment, and although people think he has one night stands, he fears them deeply

And by trying to make Kaveh feel at home and make him happy, Kaveh slowly falls for Alhaitand he is SO afraid

[gierosajie]

This silly headcanon inspired by a conversation with @lunar-wandering

[v3ry-cherry]

modern au alhaitham in uniform. alhaitham the student of the faculty of mathematics. alhaitham who never gets less than 90% on any test. alhaitham who spends lunch breaks reading outdoors or in a corner of the library. who is begged by the the leader of the chess club to take part in an inter-academic competition to what he always refuse. alhaitham who is naturally good in every type of sport but is outstanding in tenis, baseball and fist wrestling. alhaitham with his white headphones slung around the neck when he doesn't listen to music. alhaitham in grey sweatpants. alhaitham making his morning coffee with a moka pot. alhaitham cooking pancakes without his shirt on. alhaitham who walks his house barefoot. alhaitham who has a collection of oversized black hoodies, which are his favorite piece of clothing. alhaitham who hates the gym so he exercises at home and sometimes runs in the evenings. alhaitham who likes to keep his sleeping schedule healthy but stays late at night in the weekends. alhaitham who usually drinks still water but sometimes you can see him slurping apple juice from little box through a straw. alhaitham who secretly likes to sketch in his very free time and keeps his only sketchbook and a set of pencils hidden between his old books (he doesn't want anyone to know about it, especially kaveh, even though they are a pieces of art). alhaitham who talks to his plants but only in his head. alhaitham who loves winter but hates strong wind. alhaitham who hates summer but enjoys the green of the grass and the scent of fresh mint. alhaitham who enjoy his privacy and being alone, but sometimes thinks he should call his mother more often, and she should do this too.

[thormanick]

…Headcanon that the next time Kaveh gets in trouble in desert (where he is on a research trip with Alhaitham) and is lost/separated from his companion, the three desert foxes come to his help out of nowhere and lead him back to Alhaitham.

When they are back and Alhaitham listens to Kaveh telling him about how the foxes helped him, one of the aforementioned foxes intensely stares Alhaitham dead in the eyes. Alhaitham stares back at it, and after a few moments barely noticeably nods.

For the sake of his (exhausted after a whole day in the desert) sanity Kaveh asks no questions. Alhaitham acts like nothing happened. The foxes return to the desert the next day when they depart.

A silent “We entrust the good human to you. Please, take care of him,” remains a small secret between the desert and the scribe (as well as a request he will gladly see to).

[kaiisgenshinantics]

i think they would get along

[archonsoflove]

The Laws of Attraction

A Neuvilette Character Study

Gender Neutral! Reader/Neuvilette Pairing

SPOILERS AHEAD!

Fontaine’s politics had always been something of a theatrical marvel to outsiders. Raised in Inazuma, where even the smallest affairs – whether it be a whirlwind romance or a white lie – were kept secret to spare social ostracization, you found this strange.

The way crime was dealt with terrified, and both thrilled you upon your first visit to the Opera Epiclese.

“I do hope you have been enjoying your time in Fontaine.”

Out of all the members of the High Court to approach you, you had not expected Chief Justice Neuvilette, the Ordainer of Inexorable Judgement. This man’s demeanour in court alone had every spectator take in a breath, waiting on the edge of their seats for the final verdict.

“It was unlike anything I have ever seen in court before,” you admitted, casting your eyes down to the marble stairs leading to the Lucine Fountain.

-

Neuvilette had found you to be a refreshing addition to his days in court after your first meeting. As a highly regarded member of the Fouche family, he discovered that you had returned to Fontaine due to your mother’s health.

“I haven’t been home since I was little.” The wine had loosened your tongue on an evening invited out to dine with him. “But Fouche does have a lovely ring to it, doesn’t it? My father loved his work in and out of the courtroom…”

“Surely you are glad to be home?” sympathy swam amongst hues of lilac in his eyes. A tea candle glimmered in the centre of the table, trapping the deeper notes of violet in fire.

And you were. Seeing the land you wished you had grown up in took your breath away. Over the past few days, you had felt more at ease than you had ever in your twenty year life. There was something about the water, the air and the aura of the people that sent excitement thrumming through your being.

And just maybe, a certain attachment to your new acquaintance.

-

“I haven’t asked you about your vision yet,” Neuvilette observed, voice gentle in the late evening.

The two of you were walking through the quaintly lit streets down to the Marcotte Station when he brought it up. The day had been long and tedious, and your last enquiry for the day had passed.

“Oh?” you tapped the vision laying against your breastbone, much like the fine necklaces the Fontainian nobility so often wore. “I am afraid it’s not of much use. I was gifted as a Healer.”

A hint of a frown threatened to overtake the man’s features, before he stopped walking entirely. You were stunned when he brought an elegant and finely boned hand up to gently brush your cheek.

“In the time I have known you, I am most certain that the God of Dendro made no mistake when she chose you.”

The jolt your heart gave at hearing such sincerity did not go unnoticed.

“I suppose you’re right,” you tried to brush him off. “But surely your vision holds more weight than mine in terms of power?”

It was then that you noticed that Neuvilette did not hold a vision. But after so many visits to his office to deliver files, marvelling at the small bursts of hydro that seemed to land on his desk in small baubles, how could it be that he had no element to wield?

-

You hadn’t known about Navia until her appearances in court.

The weather had been terrible. And Neuvilette had remained in his office up until Thursday, shadows beneath his eyes, and pale hair falling from its usual style, framing his face.

“I’ve been neglectful lately, and for that I apologize,” he had started. The sound of tea being stirred filled the silence as you waited for him to continue. It was in moments like these that you knew an ear to lend was most appropriate.

His office remained the same: put together, and lined with shelves full of novels you couldn’t begin to familiarize yourself with.

“Navia is a very old acquaintance, and her father even moreso. He was held on trial, and I made an error that I still haven’t, and will never come back from.”

As he continued retelling the events of the past few days, you sat and listened. You could not help but look at the man before you, stunned and filled with grief, witnessing his composure slowly start to crack.

Thunder rolled outside, heavy and quaking. You both looked up inn surprise, as if that would help you acknowledge the sound better. A small, watery laugh left you, and you brought up a hand to wipe away a tear from your cheek.

Your heart swelled with empathy, seeing Neuvilette reaching for a handkerchief in his pocket. For a man so threatening in court, behind closed doors, he wore his heart on his sleeve.

-

Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, don’t cry!

You had heard the children chant in the streets, jumping in puddles and huddling under parasols to fetch warm goods at the bakery. But you had held no truth in the saying, and simply found it charming.

But you found it strange that it rained only when Neuvilette locked himself away in his office for days on end after a particularly gruelling and unfortunate trial. You wondered if his lack of vision may have been a decoy…

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[ashieeeesh]

I rest my case

[mynameis-a]

the idea of vision users kinda losing control over their element when experiencing strong emotions is something i live for

pyro users setting themselves/nearby flammable objects on fire or making nearby fires stronger

cryo users putting a layer of frost everywhere or freezing nearby liquids

electro users with that static thing where if they touch someone it gives both people an electric shock

dendro users making nearby plants grow/blossom or just having plants growing on them

anemo users having the wind swirling around them

not quite sure how it would work for hydro/geo users but probably something similar to making it rain/making the ground shake

just imagine flowers growing on kaveh in happiness when he finishes a project

or thoma getting flustered and just burning a broom hes holding

or mika nervously freezing the ground

or cyno sparking with electricity in panic at tighnari’s lightning injury only to realize that tighnari is now scared of him in that moment which in turn only makes the sparking worse

or collei sprouting sharp thorny vines all over herself when paimon tried to touch her that one time and the thorns are digging into her own body but she doesn’t notice at first because she’s still freaking out from the touch

or xiao being in so much pain from his karmic debt that nobody can even get near him because the gusts of wind surrounding him are too strong

or diluc setting himself ablaze during the whole thing with kaeya and then one day he gets fed up with kaeyas antics and he slightly loses control of his vision and his hands catch fire and then kaeya freaking out; not because of the fire itself, but because that the last time diluc set himself on fire like that was the night that kaeya almost died, and now kaeya is scared that thats going to happen again

…

i meant this to be a cute wholesome post about genshin characters being flustered how did we end up here-

[k1ngdom-of-thieves]

hi !! i reread your works so many times ! i especially love the TWST dorm leaders with the reader who stops giving them gifts. could i request the same idea with genshin bois? i'd like to see itto, kaeya, diluc, childe, and zhongli, as well as any others if you have an idea! no pressure ofc, and have a good (insert timezone relative term)

-🐮

It’s been a while since I wrote for genshin so I hope they aren’t too ooc lol

Itto, Kaeya, Diluc, Childe, and Zhongli + reader that stops giving gifts

Arataki Itto

Itto loved all of the little knickknacks and trinkets you gave him. He treated all of them like they were made of diamonds even if they were just shiny rocks or other simple items.

At first, he didn’t notice that you had slowed down on the gift-giving; nothing against you, he just isn’t someone to pay too much attention to time. He does notice, however, the lack of your presence during the day.

Itto starts getting worried after a while. He looked forward to seeing your gifts but now he was hardly seeing you at all! His heart couldn’t take it anymore and he came up to you and asked if he had done something wrong.

He looked at you with such big eyes, poor thing looked like a pouting puppy. When you explained that you thought he was starting to get tired of the gifts, he couldn’t be more confused. He loved them!

“Hey, hey, who said that? I love each and every little token you give me! Don’t you ever keep me from seeing you for this long either!”

Kaeya Alberich

Kaeya finds your gifts adorable and he makes sure to tell you when you give them to him. He even has a couple in his pocket when he walks around Mondstadt.

He gets a little disappointed when you stop giving them as much but he figured you were getting busy as of late. Archons know he’s got a lot on his plate himself.

But it had been several days since he had seen you last, and he was worried he frightened you away. So when he bumped into you again, he made sure to let you know he was starting to miss you.

As you explained that you thought he was growing tired of you, he was quick to correct your statement. He’d never admit it, but he was hurt that you thought he would ever feel that way about you.

“What? Oh no, I could never get tired of seeing that face of yours. Come now, there’s no need for the long face anymore. How about we stroll around town for a minute or two?”

Diluc Ragnvindr

Diluc is used to getting a bunch of gifts from people that find him attractive or want to earn his favor for one reason or another. Normally he pays no mind and just declines them, except with you.

Obviously, he’s not the kind of guy to go jumping for joy when he gets those gifts; but the fact that he accepts them at all is telling of how much he cares. He gives you a small, but still genuine, smile every time you give him something.

When you stop handing them, he takes notice but doesn’t mention it for a while. It’s only when you stop showing up at Angel’s Share that he questions you about your actions.

He waits until most of the guests had left before questioning you. Diluc didn’t want to completely scare you away.

“Y/N? Do you have a moment? Have I caused you to distance yourself from me? I’ve… started to miss your company.”

Childe

Childe really does like the gifts you hand over to him from time to time. It reminds him of when he did similar things for his family, giving them trinkets and the like.

Chide’s a busy guy, so he doesn’t get to see you as often as either of you would like. That’s why he makes sure to save some time to see you whenever he’s in the area. He’s always excited to see what you might have for him this time.

But suddenly, you stop showing up in the usual spots. Nobody in the town gives him much of an answer when he asks about your whereabouts either. He was starting to get worried when he quite literally bumped into you.

Feeling a mix of surprise and relief, he started asking you about how you’ve been. When you tell him you thought he got tired of you, he was very quick to tell you that wasn’t the case.

“What do you mean by that? Course I wouldn’t get tired of you. You’ve never given me a reason to hate you. Unless you did something that I didn’t know of? Kidding! I’m just messing with you.”

Zhongli

Zhongli isn’t used to getting gifts at random. Working at the funeral parlor hardly has him meeting with people giving him small tokens of gratitude.

Which is why he finds you especially endearing. You really have no reason to be showing up to the parlor as often as you do, and you always had something new to give to him. Sometimes it was a new pastry and others could be jewelry that reminded you of him.

He always accepted your gifts and looked forward to the next. Which became a rare occurrence after a while, and he couldn’t figure out why.

The next time you came by, he was quick to ask you. He was worried that he had offended you in some way, and calmed down slightly when he found it to just be a misunderstanding on both parts.

“Oh? I could never grow tired of you, the days here go by so slowly without your presence. Please keep coming by, I don’t know what I’d do in your absence.”

[ewthymia]

#. mother figure of nahida hcs!

warning: probably typos.

notes: english is not my native language and I constantly use the translator, so there will be errors and inconsistencies! i need more platonic hcs with nahida, love my little bean so much!

The moment you laid eyes on the tiny dendro archon, you couldn't contain your maternal instinct.

To say you adopted her the moment you first saw her at the Sabzeruz Festival would be an understatement.

And Nahida, though she didn't understand where that was coming from, didn't complain about the care and the way you started to treat her once she was free of your captivity.

Lumine and Paimon could only smile in amusement when they saw you handle Azar and his lunatic followers with nothing but atrocious ferocity, like a lioness punishing those who dared touch her cub.

You became ruthless with those who did the little archon any harm.

And even though she was an archon, with thousands of years of knowledge and wisdom under her belt and could even be stronger than you, it seemed to fall on deaf ears.

Nahida, at first, found all these actions strange, she did not know or understand where this came from and was absolutely curious. Lumine had to help her understand this new aspect of her personality, and although the little archon still had her reservations, the way you cared for her so lovingly and always kept her safe was something that made her chest throb with an emotion she didn't feel. he remembered feeling since he was born.

She wondered if this was how people felt when they were truly loved.

It took her a while to get used to all these drastic changes, it was years of neglect and contempt after all.

One of the things she took the longest to get used to was his warm, gentle touch.

Nahida had spent so much time isolated and wandering her nation through dreams and bionic dolls that the sensation of physical touch was totally foreign to her.

But she loved the way you gently patted her head when she said something smart. Or when you held her hand during walks through the tropical Sumeru area. The soft, gentle warmth when you helped her comb her hair and do her standard hairdo was so nice, it gave Nahida a sense of belonging that she never wanted to let go.

The way you smiled at her, even when she said things you didn't understand.

The way you calmly explained about human matters that she didn't understand very well, in a simple way.

She loved her food and she loved it when you showed up at the Academy out of the blue with a snack for her of her favorite delicacies, even though she didn't need to feed as often as humans do.

The worried look when she stayed too long absorbed in her duties to organize Sumeru and keep the nation running.

The sweet words of concern when you asked her to take a break and rest.

His determination to help her when he saw that she needed extra help.

The advice and ideas you threw in the air for her, when something unforeseen came up.

You knew she didn't need you to be doing all this, that she was a goddess after all and you were a mere simple-minded human.

You knew, though, that even if she was a five-hundred-year-old goddess, she might still need special care.

And even if you tried to treat her like the superior being that she was, it was very difficult for you to just let the habits she ended up forming get pushed aside.

And Nahida, when you tried to pull away to let her be who she was, you didn't like the loneliness and empty feeling that took over her small form.

She was a goddess, yes, but...

But she loved you and wanted you to stay with her, to let her snuggle in your lap and fall asleep while you stroked her hair.

She wishes you were there to hum some tunes you learned from the Aranaras as she basks in her welcoming warmth.

She wanted you to keep going to Surasthana Shrine to keep her company and let her try the new recipes you prepared exclusively for her.

She wanted you to let her enjoy more of all the love and care she didn't know about before meeting you.

And it was during his supposed last day before going with Lumine into the Desert that she approached him, her eyes bright but conveying an anxiety and melancholy that was very uncomfortable for you to see in Nahida's eyes.

Lumine and Paimon said goodbye first, knowing that you and Nahida needed your time.

You approached the small archon, kneeling in front of her to get the ideal height.

She didn't say anything, but you knew what she wanted, little Nahida's flowery green eyes spoke for her.

You hugged her and she more than immediately reciprocated.

The way her tiny figure clung to you, as if she didn't want to let you go, as if you were the world to her, as if she was yearning with every fiber of her divine being… It was too much for you.

You placed a kiss on the little archon's forehead, who had tears forming in her eyes, her chest filled with the warmth of the affection and care you gave her.

It wasn't a final farewell.

But Nahida felt like it was.

“I'm leaving this world, but know, little archon, I'll be back, because I know that you, even if you don't need it, want me to come back. And I will, because I love you as if you were my own daughter, even if I am a simple human and you are a goddess.”

Nahida smiled with emotion, with love and you lightly ruffled her hair, your gaze giving her everything she needed.

“I will be waiting for you, mother.”