#Genshin impact thoma

[chilumi-shipper]

Can we have some more of genshin men eating us out?

Eating You Out (2)

Thoma x Fem!Reader / Arataki Itto x Fem!Reader / Alhaitham x Fem!Reader / Kamisato Ayato x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, NSFW, Oral Receiving, Horny Characters, Overstimulation, Squirting

Summary: Genshin men eating you out I mean c'mon now what did you expect me to write here.

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Thoma

At any moment, can just make you spread your legs, suck on your pussy, and make you cum, then just go back to his house keeping chores like he didn't just eat cunt.

Will approach you casually with a cute puppy smile, then proceed to tell you the foulest things ever with said smile.

"You're so pretty, honey! I wanna eat you out in that dress."

"I wish I was between your thighs right now, but I'm not done with my chores yet :("

"You should get ready for later! I think I might go really rough and leave you sore for a week."

He's just so cute! Ohh, but you know that he's capable of the most vulgar activities, and you know that he does them well.

The way he eats you out though...

Like the sweet puppy boyfriend that he is, he makes sure that you're enjoying it as much as he does.

Thoma gets so happy when you let him eat you, almost like he grows a tail and it wags with happiness as he laps up your wetness.

Your moans motivate him, whenever you let out a particularly sinful moan, he perks up, trying to do what caused you to moan so deliciously.

And he likes to stare into your eyes as he sucks your pussy. You just look down and see him with bright eyes looking up at you, and when you make eye contact, he goes even harder.

When you cum, he would try so hard to have it all squirt out into his mouth, then get up to look you in the eyes before swallowing the whole thing.

And finally, he would go back in and lick your pussy a few more times just to clean it up and make sure you're nice in comfy.

He would then lay beside you and snuggle into your chest.

Thoma would enjoy eating you out so much, that he would forget about the raging hard-on in his pants and just go to sleep.

Itto

Very brave, does it wherever he wants.

In a field where you could get ambushed by monsters? Seems like the perfect place to eat some sweet sweet pussy.

Eats you out like a hungry animal, no control whatsoever, just straight sucking and licking.

Absolutely loves it when you grab onto his horns, even more so when you pull him closer into your cunt.

He is a menace and will literally not stop until he's satisfied, overstimulating you so much until he's tired. No force in this world could part him from between your thighs.

Itto is so determined to eat you out that he will sacrifice breathing just to not break away from you, he's only going to stop when he starts feeling lightheaded from the lack of air.

He would guide your hand to grab his horns, urging you to grind your hips into his face. You would usually be feeling so good yet so annoyed that he just pulled you into some sort of cave and then proceeded to give you the greatest realization of pleasure with his stupid mouth.

He would be sweet talking to your sex, looking so love-struck as he says things like:

"Ohh, look at you all dripping, can't wait to suck all that into my mouth."

"You're so soft, so delicious."

"Look at you, all twitchy and puffy, but we're not done yet..."

He says such things while staring right between your legs, with so much conviction that it almost makes you jealous.

Itto will then carry you back home to eat you up some more.

Alhaitham

Possibly the most nonchalant pussy eater of the bunch.

This man calculates everything.

So you bet he knows just how to prod at the right spots when he's between your legs.

He knows the right amount of pressure to apply with his tongue, how hard should he suck, how long he has to play with your clit before you're nice and relaxed for him. He just knows everything.

Alhaitham eats you out as if he's completing an assignment, everything is planned and calculated, and despite looking submissive with his lips pressed against your folds, his intense gaze studies you like a book. His expression remains stoic despite the work his mouth is putting on your pussy.

The morning after he had eaten you out to the point of not being able to keep your eyes open, he would absolutely embarrass you with questions.

"Did you prefer that I keep my tongue on your clit or do you wish for me to explore you a bit more?"

"I observed that after your first orgasm, you seem to push my face further into you. Do you always prefer to have multiple orgasms when I eat you out, or is one enough?"

"Shut up, Alhaitham!" You would scream at him with your cheeks tainted red.

"What? Did you not enjoy me eating you out last nigh-"

"SHUT UP!"

But then he offers to do it again and who are you to refuse.

Kamisato Ayato

For someone rather high-ranking within the nation, this man shamelessly eats out his wife in his own office, in the middle of the day, doors unlocked, possible witnesses buzzing about the estate a room away.

Thoma is often the victim witness of your escapade, but he understands his lord quite well (read Thoma's part).

Ayato is a very busy man, with his unrelenting duty and whatnot, he finds that a good break from his busy hours would be to have his face squished between your thighs, lazily enjoying the taste of his beloved wife with his mouth.

He eats you out as if he was savoring a meal prepared by the finest cook of Inazuma, indulging himself by tasting every part of your cunt.

He would be slowly licking into you as you were sat on his desk, his head rest comfortably on your thigh as he starts to make out with your heat.

He would then part for a bit to catch his breath, then to look up at you and smile while a strand of wetness still connected his lips to your pussy.

This man is a lazy pussy eater, enjoying his meal for hours on end, ushering orgasms out of you ever so slowly as he makes sure to lick up every crevice.

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Mmmmmh, yummy update...

[fallingdownhell]

Genshin men when you bring them home to meet the parents and they find out that your sister is the favored child of the family and she now has her eyes set on them.

Uhhh, I really like that idea.. It has so much angst potential... but am I gonna do it...?

Characters Included: Heizou; Thoma; Alhaitham

Content: gender neutral reader; reader has a sister; slight cursing; some jealousy themes; nothing else besides that

Word count: 2k words

Have fun reading!<3

Heizou

He is so fucking nervous!

He is good at hiding it, but you know him by now, you know how he gets and how he acts when he doesn't want others to know his true feelings, so you know and are aware of it

Heizou knows about your strained relationship with your family. Your parents having favoured your sister over you, no matter the circumstances

you did have contact with your family, but it was on a very low, unregular basis. Not that he minded that, though. It was your life, your decision. He's sure you wouldn't do that without having a good reason for it.

You had agreed on a nice, easy dinner at your parents house where they would get the chance to meet your boyfriend for the first time

upon arriving at the house where you spent your childhood, Heizou got more and more nervous. Somewhere along the way, he grabbed one of your hands, holding it tightly in his own.

you tried reassuring him, giving him a small smile as you held his hand, and it did help him a bit

soon, your mother answered the front door, followed by your father and introductions were made

Heizou held your hand throughout the entire thing, not daring to let go of you, but he seemed to relax more and more as the seconds went by

your parents noticed this as well, looking briefly at your joined hands, but chose not to say anything about it

you sat down on the table and a few minutes later, your sister arrived

she was acting entirely over the top with you, throwing herself at you and acting far too friendly. It made you somewhat uncomfortable, but you didn't say anything, not wanting to ruin the good mood that everyone has

for the first few minutes of dinner, everything seemed fine. Conversations were held, your parents asked Heizou some questions, nothing too bad

but then, your mom made some comment about you again, and it all went downhill from there for you

"You know, you're exactly the type of man we always wanted for our daughter. Are you sure you want to settle with (name)?"

then, your mother proceeded on to tell him every little thing about your sister. How she was working a much better job than you with better hours and more pay. How she was more beautiful than you. How she was just in general the better choice between the two of you

Heizou was dumbfounded by this behaviour and he now understood entirely why you had almost no contact with your family. This has been your entire life? Archons, he wanted to rip them a new one, for your own sake..

your mother was still rambling on, your sister just sitting there, smiling at Heizou, thinking that he was considering his options

everyone, including you, was surprised when he suddenly slammed his hands on the table, making all eyes fall on him

"With all due respect, Ma'am. I would rather die than do something so horrible to (Name). They are a wonderful partner, the best I could ever wish for. So, pardon us, but we are going to take our leave now."

with that, he grabbed your hand and you both walked out of the house, ignoring the calls of your family for you to come back and that they didn't mean it like that

secretly though, you were so glad and relieved. When your mother started saying stuff like that again, you just mentally accepted that this was it, yet again.

But Heizou surprised you and stood up for you against your own family. It made you feel so incredibly loved and cared for

that night, he hugged you closer to him than ever before, now reassuring you that you were his number one, that he loved you only and would do everything in this world, just to see you smile again...

Thoma

He's such a sweet partner, always caring about you and making sure that you're comfortable with him

Thoma likes to be a provider in a relationship. In the sense that he likes to cook for you, help you clean up, doing little things for you around the house. It's his way of saying "I love you"

Thoma will never push you into doing anything you don't want to, or making you open up to him

he's more than happy to take things slowly, earning your trust

and when you finally open up to him about whatever things you want to talk about, he's there for you, listening to everything you have to say without interrupting you

he also knows about the strained relationship with your family. He might not know all the details, but he knows enough to trust you in your decisions regarding the matter

he would never comment on it or make you do anything since it's not his place to judge or intrude on

with that being said, it just so happened that one day, while out shopping for ingredients, he ran into a certain someone

well, more like, a certain someone that ran into him. She profusely apologized for running into him and somehow got him tangled up into conversation

Thoma, being the nice person that he is, tried finding a way out of the conversation without coming across as rude. But, honestly, he just wanted to get home to you as soon as possible

Somehow, the conversation shifted and the topic of partners came up. Thoma said that he was happily taken right now, but she just kept pressing with her questions until your name slipped out his mouth

Thoma could clearly see how her eyes lit up at the mention of your name and he had a feeling that she would just bombard him with thousands more questions

so, he quickly made up an excuse and got out of there, walking home at a fast pace

once he arrived, he told you about the encounter he just had, which made you think. It all sounded strangely familiar to you, even his description of the person rang a bell somewhere in your mind

however, you didn't have much more time to dwell on those thoughts as a knock could be heard from the front door

exchainging glances, you went to answer the door, only to find your sister standing in front of you

eyes wide, you wondered how she found you here, but that question was quickly answered

"Oh, so you ARE his lover! God, now I'm so glad I followed him all the way back here!"

She threw herself in your arms, then quickly abandoned you and went inside your home. You were still so shocked and didn't realize this but when you came back to your senses, you quickly went inside again to the kitchen were you heard her voice from

Thoma was looking at you confused as well, but she just continued talking to him like nothing had happened and they were still out in the city where she ran into him

"...I mean, I'm so glad it was you! You're so handsome, and strong apparently for carrying all those bags back here! Say, why are you with (Name) anyway? Like, they have no redeeming qualities. You should look for more suitable partners, like me! I could give you so much more!"

She smiled at him like her little speech would be all it takes for Thoma to change his mind. The sad part was, you were expecting it to work as well, having dealt with exactly that your entire life, she always got what she wanted

"...Out.", Thoma said. It was the only thing he said, but his tone was so unusal from his normal self. It was cold and demanding, making your sister shiver in her place.

She quickly grabbed her stuff and left your home again, not saying another word

You looked after her for a second, but then in the next you felt two strong arms wrap around you from behind, his face burrying itself in the crock of your neck

for a long time, he remained silent, before he spoke again. "Sorry. I'm so sorry you had to deal with that for so long."

you were perplexed at his words, but quickly hugged him back, silently thanking him for staying by your side

Alhaitham

To most people, Alhaitham comes off as a cold and calculated person without any emotions

most people will be surprised when they find out that he was indeed in a committed relationship

and they were even more surprised when they find out how sweet, loving and expressive you are

most would think that he would want a partner similar to him, closed off and not all that social. But you are the exact opposite to that

Not that Alhaitham was paying any mind to the opinions of others about him and his love life in the first place

To you, Alhaitham was the most ideal partner you could have hoped for

he was caring, attentive towards you, listened to you even if he didn't give that impression

his attention was always on you, you were in his thoughts when not with him. Just completely head over heels for you

However, he would not know about the strained relationship with your parents. He knew you weren't in much contact with them, and that's all he really needed or wanted to know. He never bothered you about it

But then, one day, you asked him if he wanted to meet your parents. You seemed unsure about the proposal, but in the end, he agreed to it nevertheless

the days before the event, you became a nervous mess. Alhaitham had no idea what was going on, but he tried to be there for you and support you

he did ask if you wanted to talk to him about anything, but you declined and he didn't push you anymore after that

then, the evening finally arrived where you were meeting up with your family at a local restaurant

when you arrived, your partents and sister were already there, waiting on the two of you. your mother spotted you first, waving to grab your attention

you then went over to sit with them

Introductions were a bit awkward at first, but after a few minutes, things seemed to settle down a bit as your parents engaged in conversation with you, trying to catch up on things

However, it quickly became clear to Alhaitham that your sister was always trying to upstage you with absolutely anything. You got a good job? Well, she got an even better one. You got paid so and so much? Well, wouldn't you look at that, her numbers were even higher than yours

at first, you tried to ignore it, but as always, your parents quickly began ignoring you again, instead congratulating your sister on how good she was doing for herself. It dampened your mood quite a bit, but you still wanted to give this a chance

that was, until your sister said something very specific. "Yeah. The only thing missing to top it all of would be an amazing boyfriend now. Say, Alhaitham. Why don't you dump my sibling and get with me instead?" She even winked at him after saying this

Immediately, your parents agreed to her proposal, looking expectantly at Alhaitham

said man only took a quick glance at everyone at the table, before throwing some money on the table, grabbing your hand and standing up, heading for the exit

"I listened to you disrespecting my partner for long enough. And you wonder why they hold no contact with you anymore. Really, I'm glad they got out of your grasp."

With that, you both left the restaurant. None of you spoke a word until you got to Alhaitham's house again, where he immediately pulled you into his arms as soon as you were inside

so for a while, you just stood there in his embrace while he silently reassured you that you had nothing to worry about

you were the only one to him and he would spend his entire life proving this to you if necessary..

[animelover28sworld]

Genshin impact boys finding out the gender of the baby. Female reader

Characters: Childe, Lyney, Scaramouche, Diluc, Kaeya, Al haitham, Thoma, Cyno, and Tighnari

When you and CHILDE found out that it was a boy, Childe looked at you with a smug face "I told you it would be a boy." He told you. "Yeah yeah." You told him.

Congratulations! It's twins! A boy and a girl! When you and LYNEY found out that you were going to have twins wasn't a huge surprise, since he himself is a twin. But it still was kinda a shocker. But you guys kinda found it funny that the twins are going to be a girl and a boy twin just like him and Lynette.

It's a girl! You and KAEYA are going to have a baby girl! You and kaeya honestly knew it was probably going to be a girl.

When you and THOMA found out it was going to be a girl, you two looked at each other. "I'm gonna have a daughter." Thoma said, he looked like he was going to cry and he wasn't the only one who wanted to cry, you also wanted to cry also.

It's a boy! SCARAMOUCHE and you was going to have a boy! To be honest you was rooting it to be a girl, but you will love the baby no matter want gender it was.

AL HAITHAM and you found out it was a girl, he smiled he always wanted a daughter. "Looks like your wish came true about the baby being a girl haitham." You told him.

When you and CYNO found out it was a boy he had a huge smile. "it's gonna be a boy, I'm gonna have a son." Cyno said. "Yep, we're having a son Cyno."

When you and TIGHNARI looked at the monitor you saw a girl. "Told you it was going to be a girl Nari." You told him. He smiled "yes you did tell me it was going to be a girl."

DILUC and you saw it was a boy. "I can't wait to meet our son." Diluc said as he put his hand on your stomach. "Neither can I Diluc." You told him putting your hand on top of his.

[ilykaveh]

ꨄ︎ . ⋆ MOONLIGHT SONATA !

thoma.

ABOUT: unknowingly summoning a demon has its consequences. you have to hold up your end of the bargain one way or another...

CONTENT: demon ! thoma , sub fem reader , humping, virginity loss, monsterfucking, possessiveness, corruption , cunnilingus, size kink, dp, praise, overstimulation, multiple rounds, dacryphilia, rough towards the end, gaping, breeding, squirting.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

being from a small fishing town just outside of liyue harbour had its difficulties. life was simple, unexciting - you envied the tales you’d heard of women in the city, spending evenings at lavish restaurants and having grandiose tea parties with guest lists containing a plethora of personalities. 

times were especially hard when the bounties from the sea remained scarce, meaning that the exports were low. everybody was becoming increasingly stressed, some even moving away to seek financial growth in some other sectors of teyvat. village elders began to find themselves in ill health, the stress wearing away at them. it was a sorry sight, one you no longer wished to perceive. 

whilst taking a late night walk along the nearby river, something glittering upon the riverbed caught your eye. it was buried under a pile of seaweed, loose mud obscuring it ever so slightly. it took a moment to shake the item free, untangling it from nature’s grasp and discovering what you recognized as a drifting bottle, containing a withered note and a rusty old coin. you dunked the body of the bottle in the shallow stream, admiring how the moonlight reflected off of the object. there was something alluring about it, and if you squinted you were sure you could see the faint glow that it emitted - reminiscent of a halo, though that would turn out to be ironic further down the line. . .

upon returning home, you started to better inspect the bottle, illuminated by the candlelight of your kitchen table. there was no indication that water had seeped past the cork, though the scroll of paper inside seemed to have aged. just how long had this been at sea for?

the cork slid out with a single tug; something that was strange considering how tightly it had appeared to be in there. you retrieved the note with the same amount of ease, carefully unravelling it to reveal a what you couldn’t distinguish as being a message or more concerningly, a warning:

“may those whom this bottle graces forever be blessed,

and be gifted benevolence in his behest;

one summon will gift you just this, so strap in! and 

for as long as you live, good things will always happen.”

you read the short poem over a few times, unsure of what to make of it. sure, you’d heard tales of spirit summoners and their adventures, though had always assumed they were simply make believe, a story utilized by adults in order to haunt or encourage a child’s imagination. it was a struggle to believe that a key to your success, a tool seeming to claim that it possessed the ability to bring greatness back to the village, had fallen right into your lap.

even if you did want to test the waters and try your hand at summoning whichever entity is referring to, you didn’t know how to go about it. all you had received was a measly note lacking decipherable detailing - for all that you knew, it could merely be a tease, a bottle set adrift by some teenagers hoping to mess with an unsuspecting traveler. 

not in the mood to further entertain such childish thoughts, you moved to grasp the bottle once again, wishing to shake the coin out of it. perhaps you could sell it to a merchant and fetch a decent price on the thing. 

confusion consumed you as you found that the coin was already resting on the table next to the withered note. surely you would remember taking it out. . . right? 

shrugging it off as becoming increasingly sleepy, you picked up the coin to inspect it slightly, flipping it in the air and catching it in a fist. it once again caught the light in an eerie manner, but you let it sit on the table and headed off to bed regardless, leaving the bottle and its contents to be dealt with in the morning.

. . .

in all honesty, you’d forgotten about the bottle. you’d had a peaceful night, more so than usual. mornings began with your usual routine, finding yourself brewing a cup of coffee when interrupted by an uproar of noise from inside the village.

flinging the front door open haphazardly, mug still in hand, you went to further investigate the commotion. it seemed as though the early morning fishing boats had already returned, and you instantly feared the worst, especially when taking into account the declining health of many of the town’s fishermen. a crowd had gathered at the docks, and your initial thoughts became immediately disproven.

the smell of fish was one that you were used to, albeit it seemed stronger than you had ever known. the closer that you got to the boats, the more fish that came into your line of vision. compared to the scarcities that the village had been facing, you were astonished that they’d returned with such an unbelievable amount! surely this would keep everybody fed for a week, along with being enough to trade for some serious mora! 

it was only then that your mind began to wander back to the bottle that you’d found; surely these two events were mere coincidences. . . right? perhaps it was simply a blessing from the archons, and nothing more. you recalled tales of entities from another world whom blessed to the regular folk of teyvat before then demanding an astounding price in return. 

the thought of being indebted to such a creature shook you slightly, an uneasy feeling settling in your stomach. you did your best to attempt to ration with these negative thoughts, instead reminding yourself that such stories were simply old wive’s tales passed down generation to generation in order to teach their young that they shouldn’t rely on others, but should instead retain a strong persistence and work for whatever it is that they wish for - to not take shortcuts nor back down in the face of difficulty. 

regardless, you went about your day minding your own business. nothing else was out of the ordinary, other than the fact that the entire village grew busier due to the morning’s large intake. the subsequent boats who returned seemed to have similar luck too, which only amplified the workload for everybody. but again, things were fairly regular outside of that. you even took another evening stroll along the same stream that you’d discovered the bottle in, finding it a calming feature of your daily routine. 

afterwards, you returned home as usual. upon unlocking your door, you removed your boots, heading to the kitchen to make yourself a hot beverage.

“hey there, darlin’,” 

an unfamiliar voice caught you off guard. a million thoughts rushed through your mind, instinctively grasping for a kitchen knife, should you need to defend yourself from the stranger in your home. you turned around, shaky hands gripping your makeshift weapon. you were met with a man, taller than yourself, donning a cheeky grin and what appeared to be two short horns. 

“no need for that,” he noted, moving to take the knife out of your hands with ease. “i’m not gonna hurt you, sweetheart.” he mumbled something about how stupid humans were before taking a seat at your table. 

“who are you?” your trembling bottom lip told the man all he needed to know: that you’d summoned him without knowing. he picked up the coin that you’d left on the table from the night prior, flipping it and catching it in a fist, exactly the way that you had done. 

“the name’s thoma, and just who might you be?”

your eyes grew wide, scanning memories for a reason as to why the name seemed so familiar. 

“thoma? like the old inazuman fairy story? you’re not real, i must be imagining this,” you insisted, feeling silly for talking to yourself out loud. clearly your mind was playing a cruel trick on you and there was nobody in your home except for yourself. 

“i’m as real as you, darling.” he watched your expression intently, not wanting to come on too strong. “those tales aren’t the most accurate. i just fix people’s problems, promise! my coin finds those in need and gives little humans like you a means to summon me.”

he took your silence as a cue to continue his backstory, watching as you judged the situation to your best ability. 

“i’m not technically from inazuma, you know? born and bred in monstadt! i took a ship to inazuma to visit my father. . .” there came the painful chapter that made thoma’s cheery expression falter for a split second. “i got caught in a shipwreck - i was found by a man who taught me how to best help others, to share the kindness that he extended to me, if you will.” 

thoma cleared his throat, the bright eyed and bushy tailed demeanour returning. 

“he tethered me to this coin, and now i get to travel through the lands and see places i never dreamed of!” you could detect a twinge of pain being masked here, though chose to keep it to yourself. “i help people like you - why do you think there’s an abundance of fish all of a sudden, hmm?”

your heart dropped at that statement. if he’d granted you a favor, you knew that you’d have to pay it back eventually. . . 

“what do you want?” your tone blunt and cold. 

“lighten up, darlin’! i can’t do anything you don’t agree to.”

“i don’t have much i can offer you.” the room fell silent for a moment, and your voice fell to barely above a whisper. “d-do you want me to sleep with you?”

thoma gasped, stunned at your question. “of course not! what kind of demon do you take me for?”

“i- umm,” you stuttered, “i heard stories of your- your kind offering to erase payments for sex, and i just- i’m sorry. i don’t know what else to offer-”

“relax.” thoma interrupted. “i mean, you’re a pretty thing, so i wouldn’t turn it down. but it’s your choice, doll. you get to pick what i take from you. hell, offer me something like that and i’ll stick around a little longer,”

he didn’t think you would listen to the final part of that, for your brain would instead be spinning with ideas of what exactly you could pay in return. 

“so you’d make sure there’s enough fish? i-if i sleep with you?”

thoma didn’t know how to respond, instead giving you space to continue. your gaze averted to the flooring as you admitted:

“because i’m okay with it,”

if you were looking, you would have seen thoma’s eyes darken with lust. he stood up once again, closing the gap between the pair of you. your hands gripped the counter as thoma kissed you with a fervour, lips tasting of sugary treats, though embellished with a salty twinge. upon pulling away from you, the demon licked his lips, eying you up and down. 

“a virgin?” he questioned, hungry gaze feeling almost predatory. your cheeks heated up with embarrassment - whilst thoma wasn’t wrong, you didn’t want to admit it. it felt as though he knew your innermost secrets, all from a simple clashing of teeth. 

“don’ worry, i’ll be gentle,” he continued, lifting you to wrap your legs around his waist. his grip on your thighs was firm enough to support you, though tender enough as not to cause you any unnecessary pain. occasionally he squeezed the plush skin, eliciting the cutest little whimpers from you. 

thoma was smirking by the time he had maneuvered you both so that he could rest you on the edge of your table, planting himself between your legs. the bulge in his pants was already becoming prevalent as he began to kiss along your neck, sucking a masterpiece of hickies into your sweet skin. if he was going to be your first, thoma planned to do it right. 

for a demon, he really was benevolent. the nips against the juncture of your neck were playful, though not enough to actually hurt you - they merely tickled. one of his hands pressed your lower half closer to thoma’s body as he allowed you to gyrate your hips against him subconsciously. his heightened senses could almost smell how wet you were for him, able to detect the slick gathering between your legs without so much as taking a peek for himself. his other hand trailed underneath your shirt, tracing unrecognizable shapes into your skin before reaching the hook of your bra. 

thoma took his mouth off of you for a brief moment, allowing him to strip your top half completely bare for him. the demon found himself struggling to think straight, instead overwhelmed by carnal desires to remove the rest of your clothing and plough into your virgin cunt. in a complete contrast to his prior, cheery demeanor, thoma wished to mark you as his property.

he pressed his pelvis closer to you, bulge becoming more and more evident with each passing moment. nimble fingers began to rid you of your remaining clothes; thoma shrugged off his own jacket before throwing his shirt to some unknown location that he could uncover later. 

shortly enough, the pair of you were left in only your respective undergarments. thoma couldn’t help himself but chuckle as he saw the damp patch seeping through your panties, unable to resist making a sly comment. 

“all this just for me, darlin’?” he dragged a finger across your clothed folds, applying enough pressure to make you squirm, though nowhere near the amount that you desired. 

you were already out of your depth. having a man (well, could you even call him such? he was a demon after all) see you in such a vulnerable state felt so foreign, yet at the same time was beyond exhilarating. you felt dizzy, butterflies bursting in your stomach as all you wished for in that moment was to have thoma make you scream. 

his fingers danced over your pebbled nipples, pinching at the hardened buds ever so gently. yet he still fought to contain himself, demon instincts working overtime to corrupt his thoughts. thoma’s hand then made a beeline for your pussy, hooking his fingers in the waistband of your panties. your pleas of consent went straight to his crotch, fueling his eagerness to devour your drooling cunt. 

as he slid off your underwear, thoma had to bite his lip so as not to groan at the sight. he instantly dropped to his knees, spreading your legs open wider for him to get a better look at you. 

“so fuckin’ cute,” he mumbled under his breath before diving into your weeping pussy. he began by placing a kiss to your clit, followed by kitten licks around the swollen bud, experimenting to discover how you liked it best. you didn’t know what you were expecting, though were pleasantly surprised to discover that your demon seemed to come with a forked tongue that you hadn’t previously noticed. a guttural groan fell from his lips as your hands shot to grip the two black horns protruding from his head, your cunt muffling the sweet sound. you used this as leverage to pull yourself closer to him, and if it weren’t for thoma holding you in place you were certain that you would have fallen right off of the edge of the table.

he changed things up, licking a long stripe up down your slit until he located the tight muscles of your entrance. with the knowledge that you hadn’t laid with another before, thoma decided it best to insert his tongue, lapping up your juices as he prodded the warm muscle against your opening. 

meanwhile, you were reduced to euphoric gasps. you’d only ever played with yourself, and this was a feeling much different to that of which your own hands could conjure. thoma was diligent, not even leaving your clit without attention as he brushed his nose against the twitching nub, one flat palm keeping you spread out for him. the only sounds filling the kitchen were that of your angelic moans and the lewd noises of him slurping at your cunt. before you knew it, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge. you tried to hold back, you really did. yet thoma’s mouth was rather heavenly (ironic, considering his demon blood).

“‘m gonna cum,” you whined, grasping thoma’s horns tighter. 

instead of replying, he simply patted your thigh a few times, refusing to stop his ministrations and merely hoping that you catch on to his non-verbal cue. you did just that so perfectly, your pretty pussy fluttering around thoma’s tongue as he continued to eat you through your high. 

you didn’t even notice that your grip remained on his horns until he patted your wrists, signaling that you could let go of him now. he praised you for how well you had done for him, kissing your forehead and ensuring that you were okay.

in all honesty, he would have been happy to call it even right there and then. the taste of your cunt echoing on his tongue was enough for him to retreat to whatever realm that he hailed from and to jack himself off to. but how could he do such a thing when you sat there begging him for more?

there it was again. the primal urge to stretch your cunt and claim you as his territory. the thought of branding you with a mark, officially claiming you as his, even crossed thoma’s mind. he worked to chase away those ideas by tasting your lips again, simultaneously slipping his hand down to your folds once again. 

he coated his middle finger in your slick before aligning it with your hole, continuing to kiss you as a distraction should any pain occur. gently, he circled your entrance before easing his digit into you, massaging your walls as you clamped around him. once satisfied, he added another, beginning to scissor your pussy open, preparing you to take your first cock. 

thoma wanted to hear you, instead pulling away from your mouth and letting you rest your head on his shoulder. he cooed your incoherent babbles, telling you that this was necessary before he could fill you up himself, and reminding you that he wished not to hurt you.

he listened as a ecstatic yelp feel from your lips, indicating to him that he’d discovered your g-spot. as the soft pads of his fingers glided across the sweet spot with each thrust, making the stretch even more bearable for you to take. he could feel the pulsing of your gooey walls, the noises you made reminiscent of those you had previously released as you approached your prior orgasm.

“gonna take another one for me, pretty girl?” he asked, though you couldn’t decipher whether or not he meant another finger or if he just wanted for you to cum again. 

it turns out you were wrong either way, for the demon proceeded to slip another finger into your messy cunt, as well as have his thumb seek out the nub of your clit, massaging sloppy circles in order to push you over the edge. already sensitive from your previous high, it didn’t take you much longer to shout his name, nails scratching his muscular figure as you fell apart on his hand. 

“‘s it,” he muttered, “what a good girl f’me,” 

once you had come down from your second orgasm of the evening, thoma pulled his hand away from your pussy. he lifted your head up to look at your face, admiring the glow that the moonlight bathed you in before wiping away the stray tears caused by how darn sensitive your body already was. 

“that’s enough, mkay? ‘m not gonna make you-”

“no,” you interrupted, voice barely above a whisper. “need all of you, please. i don’ want you to go yet,”

despite already seeming overstimulated and teary-eyed, thoma couldn’t deny such sweet pleas. he opted for laying you back against the table, planting soft kisses along your body as he finally trailed back to your hot cunt. instead of touching you directly, he pressed his lips along your inner thigh, watching your muscles twitch in anticipation. 

“if ya want me to stop, just say so,” he warned before finally slipping off his boxers. 

the way in which he had positioned you allowed for you to see his cock as thoma unclothed, the sight making your jaw slacken. it only further cemented the idea in you head that he was indeed not human, for instead of one he possessed two cocks. you gawked, eyes wide as you felt you walls tighten at the thought of having him in you. each appendage was as large as the other, both ribbed and with a slight barb around the tip. you noticed a thick vein pulsing on the underside, wondering if that was an indicator that the demon was ready to pump you full of his load. 

as thoma approached you again, he sized you up. he rested one of his cocks on your stomach, his pupils dilating as he took not of just how deep he would be inside of you. concurrently your mind was consumed by fears of whether or not you would be able to take even one of his cocks, let alone the pair at once. could your mortal body even take such a stretch?

your fears were chased away by the feeling of his bulbous head pressing against your entrance, thoma running it along your slit a few times just to collect some of your juices. he looked to you for consent, waiting for you to nod before he started to ease himself into you. his other cock remained bobbing around your stomach; thoma would have pumped his fist around it should he not have been so concerned about you instead. 

it felt like a fire had been set ablaze in your belly, tears gracing your lashline as you yelped, yet never once telling him to stop. 

“so tight,” thoma uttered, “you virgins always have the prettiest little pussies,”

you couldn’t even retort if you wanted to, mind going blank as the ridges of thoma’s cock brushed against your sweet spot. he took his time bottoming out, revelling in the spasming of your delightful cunt as you cried out in euphoria. you could feel the barbs around his tip tickling your cervix as he bottomed out.

“look at how well ya did, darlin’,” he praised, smiling at you as you blinked through glassy eyes. “maybe i should try fitting them both in, hmm?”

thoma noted that you made no move to say no, allowing his mind to drift to filthy thoughts of truly breaking you in and how damn gorgeous you would look with a cunt full of his cum. this spurred him to begin moving, dragging his cock out of you at a painfully slow pace. his initial thrusts were shallow, waiting for you to start whining for more before pulling himself almost all the way out, until only his head rest in you, and proceeding to slide his way right back in, once again nestling himself against your cervix. 

he listened to your body, doing his best not to cause you too much pain as he stretched your poor pussy to mold around his cock. he was aware of how sensitive you were, overstimulated before he could even fill you up. 

“go on, cum on me, sweet thing,”

the feeling of you clamping around his cock was a feeling so very different to having you cum on his fingers. it was much more intense, and seemed to finally be his breaking point. you were busy seeing stars as thoma pulled you closer to him, folding you into a sloppy position reminiscent of a mating press, ensuring that he had full access to your exposed cunt as he grabbed his other cock in his fist. 

its tip was already leaking precum, a portion of which had already caused a mess on your lower tummy. he pumped his fist a few times before aligning himself with your hole once again, this time pushing your pussy to its limits as he thrust both of his cocks into you. 

knowing he was not only the first cock you had, but also the second, filled thoma with a sense of pride, encouraging him to continue his assault on your abused cunt. you took him so well, he wanted to stuff you full of his cum. no, scratch that, he needed to fill you with his cum. 

thoma had gone feral, lost his sense of reality as he pounded you like an animal. he used your body, bending it and shifting it so that he could find the best way to bruise your cervix, chasing his own orgasm without any shred of care for you. hell, he wouldn’t be surprised if you’d already cum around his cocks at least once more with how fucking amazing you felt. 

words had truly fleed you, leaving you babbling strings of his name as thoma finally began sensing his orgasm on the horizon. he ploughed into you with inhumane speed, truly exhibiting his demon side unlike you had seen yet tonight. if you were level headed enough to look closely, you could see his emerald irises be overtaken by pure black. 

all that it took was one nudge against a certain spot inside of you, and you began to fall over the edge once again. this orgasm hit harder than the last few, overstimulation having truly set in. your gooey walls held thoma in a vice grip, enough so to trigger his own orgasm as both of his cocks spurted cum against your womb, the warmth feeling comforting to you whilst in your fucked out bliss. the sensation made your pussy gush, a jet of liquid spilling all over thoma and on your table. sloppy thrusts continued as your squirted, waiting until it had died down to a trickle before pulling out of you. 

to say that you were fucked out felt like an understatement. you were exhausted, struggling to move as thoma finished with you. he was intrigued at the way your cunt gaped as he took his cocks out of you, watching ribbons of his cum dribble out of you as you lay unmoving.

he admired your trembling form basking in the moonlight before dealing with you, ensuring he cleaned up and that you got to bed comfortably. the demon even placed a kiss to your forehead once again, this time a silent promise that he’d stick around a while longer.

[mya-valentine]

Fire and Duty

Synopsis: Thoma playfully flirts with his hardworking maid girlfriend at the Kamisato Estate, making it difficult for her to focus. Despite her attempts to stay on task, she eventually gives in to a tender moment with him.

It was another quiet morning at the Kamisato Estate. The soft rustle of leaves in the breeze mixed with the occasional distant call of a bird. The air smelled of the sea, fresh and crisp, as the sun bathed the courtyard in soft golden light. You stood by the small pond in the garden, staring at your reflection in the water as you prepared to start your tasks for the day. Being a maid at the Kamisato Estate was no easy task, but you took pride in it, knowing you played a part in maintaining the beauty of the residence. The Kamisato clan valued hard work and diligence, and you made sure to live up to their expectations.

You were wiping down the delicate stone lanterns when you felt a familiar presence behind you.

"Good morning, sweetheart."

The smooth, warm voice made your heart skip a beat. You turned your head slightly and there stood Thoma, his golden hair catching the sunlight, making him look like he had just stepped out of a painting. His red-and-black outfit, distinct from the typical attire of the Kamisato staff, added to his charm. The ever-present, easy-going smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he leaned casually against the wooden pillar near the garden’s entrance.

"Thoma, don't you have work to do?" you said, trying to sound stern as you focused on your task, wiping down the intricate design on the lantern. You knew what was coming next—he always had a knack for appearing just when you were busiest.

He chuckled softly. "Oh, I’ve already taken care of my duties for the morning. I made sure the stables were cleaned, and I gave Taroumaru a good brushing. Now, I’ve got a bit of free time… and what better way to spend it than with my lovely girlfriend?"

You bit your lip, fighting the smile threatening to form. Thoma had always been charming and playful, a master at flustering you at the most inconvenient times.

"I'm busy, Thoma," you insisted, moving on to the next lantern. "I need to finish these before Lady Ayaka comes out for her walk."

Thoma didn’t seem deterred in the least. Instead, he stepped closer, his shadow looming over you as you continued to scrub the lantern. You could feel the heat of his body just behind you, and it was maddening how easily he could make your heart race.

"Let me help," he offered, though you knew full well that wasn’t his real intention.

"I don’t need your help. I need to finish quickly."

"But I insist," Thoma replied, his voice dripping with mock sincerity. "After all, I wouldn’t want to be accused of neglecting my responsibilities."

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help but feel the butterflies in your stomach at how close he was. Thoma reached over your shoulder, his hand gently brushing against yours as he pretended to take over the cleaning. His touch was brief but intentional, sending a shiver down your spine.

"See? Much easier when two people do it," he murmured, leaning in so close that his breath tickled your ear.

You tried to focus, but his proximity was distracting. His cologne—light and fresh, with just a hint of spice—mixed with the garden's floral scent, creating a dizzying combination that made it harder and harder to concentrate.

"Thoma, please," you whispered, your face heating up. You could feel your resolve slipping with each passing second.

He chuckled, clearly enjoying your reaction. "Alright, alright. I’ll stop teasing—for now."

You exhaled, finally able to focus again, but Thoma didn’t step away. Instead, he circled around you, positioning himself so that he was now facing you. He leaned back against the lantern you'd just finished cleaning, his arms crossed as he watched you with that lazy, confident grin that never failed to fluster you.

"You look cute when you’re concentrating, you know that?"

You tried to ignore him, though your face felt like it was on fire. You quickly moved to the next lantern, pretending that your work required all your attention.

He followed.

"You work so hard," he commented, his tone shifting to something softer, more sincere. "Sometimes I worry you don't take enough breaks. You deserve to relax a little, you know."

You glanced up at him, surprised by the sudden seriousness in his voice. His green eyes were warm, filled with genuine affection. Thoma might have been playful, but there was always that undercurrent of concern when it came to you. He cared, even if he expressed it through teasing most of the time.

"I relax enough," you mumbled, feeling awkward under his gaze. "And besides, if I don't do this, who will?"

Thoma tilted his head slightly, as if contemplating your words. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he pushed off the lantern and moved even closer to you, invading your personal space once more.

"You know, there’s something else that needs attention… something that only you can take care of."

You raised an eyebrow, though you already had an inkling of what he was going to say. "And what’s that?"

Thoma leaned in, so close now that you could feel the warmth radiating off him. His voice dropped to a low whisper, sending a thrill through you.

"Me."

You blinked, momentarily stunned, before giving him a light shove. "Thoma!"

He laughed, the sound bright and infectious. "Hey, I'm serious! You’re always working so hard, but who’s going to take care of me if you’re too busy? I’m a needy guy, you know."

Despite yourself, you smiled. "You’re impossible."

"I’m only impossible because you make me feel this way," Thoma replied, his tone softening again as he took your hand in his. He gave it a gentle squeeze, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. "I love seeing you so dedicated to your work, but sometimes I just want you all to myself. Is that so bad?"

Your heart melted at his words. Thoma might have been a tease, but his feelings were always genuine. He loved you, and you knew that. You loved him too, though you weren’t always as good at expressing it.

"Thoma," you sighed, stepping closer to him, allowing yourself a moment to bask in his warmth. "I… I know. But there’s so much to do."

"I know, I know," he murmured, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you gently into his chest. "But the work will always be here. The Kamisato Estate isn’t going anywhere. Take a break with me, just for a little while."

You rested your forehead against his chest, inhaling his scent. It was tempting. So tempting. And maybe… just this once… you could indulge him.

"Alright," you whispered, feeling his arms tighten around you. "But only for a little while."

"That’s all I need," Thoma said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

And for the next few moments, you let yourself forget about your duties. You let yourself simply be with him, enjoying the warmth and comfort of his embrace. Because no matter how much work there was to do, nothing felt quite as perfect as being in Thoma’s arms.

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Masterlist

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine being Genshin Men's the one that got away part 2 featuring Kaeya, Pantalone and Thoma.

Kaeya Alberich

Cause now I pay the price.

Imagine being used to be very close to Kaeya and Diluc, with your parents being close to their father, Crepus Ragnvindr. You have always been Diluc's friend every since the two of you were a baby. So the arrival of someone new, someone as pretty and cute and Kaeya was something that both of you were happy and excited of, a new member into te family, a new friend to get along to.

Imagine you were their friend, always hangout out with the set of brothers playing around and causing troubles here and there. The three of you were just unseperatable, and you were also slowly being aware of the feelings you were developing for him.

Imagine Diluc has always been a brother, annoying little brother you never had. And Kaeya, kaeya was different. Maybe it was the fact that you knew he wasn't biological a Ragnvindr and he looked a lot different than Diluc whom you had enough seeing his face of already, but he was different. His smiles lit up your mood, your heart races when he laughs, when he messes with your hair. It was different, you never want to see him as a brother or anything close to it.

Imagine things started to took a turn when Diluc joined the knights and you didn't, Kaeya did follow his steps a little later though. You watch side by side how Diluc becomes the youngest ever appointed Captain to be within the ranks of the Knights of Favonious. "He's awesome, isn't he." "Hmmm." This is enough, just being there by his side.

Imagine pursuing to become a merchant. The three of you going on a different paths with the two closely related to. Diluc was already busy enough tk begin with causing you and Kaeya to be hanging out by yourselves. And those nights, those nights were memorable, it was wonderful. The way he laugh, the way he looks at you, the way the two of you were looking at each other. You can feel it. You might be young, people might say both of you were young, but you knew, damn it, you knew what this is.

Imagine it was raining, it was raining when Crepus died and it was raining when two brothers parted ways with each other with you standing in the middle of it. "Stop it! You're both going to end up hurting each other!" "Did you heard what he said?! Are you deaf?! Crazy?! You heard what he said and you're still sticking on his side?!" "I am not picking anyone's side in here! What I'm trying to say it that you calm the fuck down-! Dilu-! Kaeya!" As you tried to interfere midway, you were pull by the back of your neck backwards as a bird like flame of fires came into yours and Kaeya's direction.

Imagine that night, you gain a pretty deep scar on your side, cause by the burn of your best friend as well as the intense icy frost that comes after it. Not only that, not only did you lost your childhood friend, but you also lost him, Kaeya. "I'm sorry." It was pouring hard as he kneel by your side. "I'm sorry." He spoke once again, his fingers slowly slipping away from yours. "Kaey-" "I'm sorry." Then he left.

Imagine, one of the hardest thing Kaeya ever did was to walk away from you that night, knowing what he- what the two of you coulf have been has now down the drain, and will forever remain their frozen in time.

Imagine that same night the two brothers fell out, so does everything connected to them, you. Dilic left without a word. And Kaeya started ignoring you. Maybe it was because out of guilt, maybe it's because of the things he said that night. But if there was one thing for sure is that he won't see you, he won't talk to you. No matter now much you begged, he never did. He was all that you have now, and you're pretty sure that goes the same way for him, so why is he okay? How could he be okay? Fuck it.

"They left." "I know." "I heard they might not come back." "... I know." "You're not going to see them? They're still waiting for you outside." "... No." And so you left.

Imagine, Kaeya has always been aware that there was something going on with the two of you. You were quite different after all, different when it comes to him and Diluc. And it was quite obvious to be honest. So when he started ignoring you after that night, it was strange and funny. How his heart would often ache just by you calling his name.

Imagine when you left, a part of him left with you too. You were... everything after all. It may not be obvious, but you and Diluc were his everything back then. So as years have gone by, things like his were on the back of his mind, long to be forgotten. Just like what he was always hoping to. Or so he thought.

"One glass of wine please!" He utter with a smile, one way of teasing Diluc as the red hair started serving behind the counter when the familiar bell rings indicating an incoming customer "And one beer for me." And there comes the ache again. As the two head turn, one red and one blue. "It's been awhile." They smiled, the same damn smile they always gave them.

Imagine after a long moment of silence, he manage to hold up a smile. "Back in town?" "Oh you bet! It's been so long!" "You should have given us a heads up before you came back." "Oh please, I don't want to hear that coming from you, who left without a word, Diluc." You joked, even giving Kaeya a side eye as you made fun of the other guy, just like the old times but there was something obviously different. The way you look at him...

Imagine it was a joyful yet silent night for the three of you, with Kaeya just smiling, butting in for a few times but just there by the side, it was quite uncharacteristic of him, just casually playing with the wine on his hand before it was time to go. "Well, I got to get going." "Already?" You pout, Diluc scoffing at your reaction but somehow giving Kaeya a look of concern. "Duty calls." He laughs before giving you and Diluc a playful smirk then walking out of the pub.

Imagine as soon as he did, he let out a deep sigh before walking towards the direction of the headquarters. And just like all those years back, his heart ached every steps he take. Then he stops, look back, then look up then down to his feet as he hold a hand on his mouth. The way you look at him right now. "Oh Barbatos." He suddenly laughs. "I'm late, am I?" He added.

"Kaeya!" Unlike before where no matter how much you called after him, he did not turn around. This time, he turn around to face you. "Miss me already?" "Yeah!" You laughs, and oh celestia. How wonderful that laugh sounds. "Let's grab a drink in sometime okay? When you're not so busy!" "Alright, but your treat, okay?" "Aww! Come on now!"

You were a wonderful experience even if you're never mine.

Pantalone

Can all this mora buy me a time machine, no.

Imagine growing up with Regrator on a very poor neighbourhood, basically in the streets. It was pretty much forgotten how the two of you first met but what was important is that the two of you have manage to stick together in tough times. Being young, broke, and basically has no one to take care of the two of you. The two of you only have each other to hold on and lean on into. That was the childhood of the Regrator.

Imagine, now that he is practically the richest man in Teyvat, there was no other things he couldn't buy at the same time. There was nothing that picks his interest. "What do you think, (Your name). It's such a shame that the gift I was planning to give Tsaritsa was stolen within the warehouse, though. I'm quite thankful the things I've bought for you was safe." "..."

Imagine they said that the Regrator was a man of desire, a man greedy for money for some reasons for they do not know where he have come from nor his goals. He was also quite close to the Doctor, someone almost everyone was too scared to talk into. There were a lot of things that came into mind when asked about the Regrator but if there was something obvious that no one talks about was the torn, ragged and almost faded picture on his office table not fiting for its picture frame that probably causes hundreds, no millions if not much higher cause of mora. And no one was allowed to talk about it.

Imagine, life was tough for you and the Regrator. But you manage to make it side by side. You manage to survive though that poor environment. Then he started making money, he starts finding a way to get you out of then damn place. You were there when he started a new goal. When he started pursuing his goal. Life was tough, it was but at least you have each other by your side.

Imagine, Pantalone was wise. He was greedy, but he was wise. You knew that, you knew him more than anyone else. So imagine one day as the two of you gets back to the old worn house, if you could call it a house. You felt a sharp pain on your chest. Causing you to frown and reach out a hand to massage it. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, just a little tired."

"I kept getting flashbacks nowadays." "..." "It was good- good old days, I suppose." He chuckle in contrast to the fake smiles and laughs he was giving other poeple specially in business. "I don't think I will be back anytime now, (Your name). You'll still be here when I came back, no?" "..." "I'll see you later, my treasure."

"Please... please please I'm begging you. Please treat her I- I'll make sure to pay la-" "Get out! I have no plans to treat beggars like you!" "No ple-" "Get lost!" As the door closes for the fifteenth time that night, and by the harsh impact, he ended up taking a step back that ended up with him falling backwards with you in his arms, keeping his arms around you to protect you from the fall as he could feel you burning up in his arms, quite trembling.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck... Just a little bit (Your name)... Just a little bit." Why does it has to be this way? Eveything was doing fine. The two of you have finally manage to save up some money to start up a business and it was doing fine. In fact you would be having your profit in days to come even though you two were quite broke right now. Why do you have to be sick right now? No wait no no, he's not blaming you. Just. Fuck. If only he has a vision, if only those so called Gods could help right now, create some miracle. FUCK!

Imagine, as a new recruit fatui member carelessly and mindlessly barge in into the office room of the Regrator. Even foolishly touching things here and there in the room, as soon as he took a lift up a book within the shelf, the shelf moved causing the newbie to gasp nevertheless as curiosity got the best of the her, she followed down the road where it leads into a small cozy room but there was something which causes her jaw to drop.

Imagine, in the corner of the room was a glass like container, which contains a doll, no. It was too realistic to be a doll. It was a person. A person who seems to be sleeping but the newbie knew really well that that was a corpse. Talking a few steps to get a closer look. She noticed that the corpse was well dressed, be it on the silk that made up the clothes, the jewellery that compliments the overall looks of it to the shoes and even the (hair color) hair that seems to the styled by the best hair artist in teyvat. It looks like tons of mora was wasted on such corpse.

"I would have understand if they were alive, in fact it would have been worth the mora if they were only alive. Is it the hobby of the Regrator to dress up such thing? Such a weird hobby." "Are you done?" "Ah sir!" As the newbie was about to turn around, she couldn't, already missing her head. "Ah ah, look at the mess you made, Dottore." "You'll make a bigger mess if you took care of it. See the blood already staining the glass of your beloved?"

Imagine Pantalone rolling his eyes at Dottore who just smirk before leaving the room. He already had enough of the thing that was about to happen, besides he just happened to have a new lab rat he just killed because a certain someone wouldn't leave him alone to make something.

"Pantalone." He felt your hand clenching around his. It was warm. "You're warm" You smile. "I wish we could stay like this forever." "The Doctor is coming... Hold on a little more, okay?" Despite the intense pain you are feeling right now was you tried to hold on into every little bit of consciousness you have left. "Pantalone..." "They're coming okay? Just a wai-" "I'm tired." You snuggle even closer to him. "I want to sleep... Can I sleep?" "No... no no no no no no." "Aww. Why?" You tried to open your eyes. Wanting to see him again for the last time. "I lived a good life." "No, I haven't given you that good life yet. Not yet, please. Please please in a moment the doct-" "Pantalone... I'm going to sleep now. Okay?" As you shut your eyes forever, never once did the doctor came.

"I'm sorry, look at how messy the room has become." He apologizes as he approaches and hold on into the glass were you were being contained and preserved. "Since no one is allowed to enter this room other than Dottore, I would have him clean up the room." He sigh before pressing his forehead on the glass. "He said it woulk take time and money to find a cure for you but don't worry. I would be willing to spend all the money in the world as long as you wake up again, okay?" "..." "I cannot wait for that day to come so for now I apologize but you have no choice but to stay asleep."

I'm sorry for leaving so early, for leaving you all on your own to face the world, I love you.

Thoma

In another life, I would make you stay.

Imagine you were his childhood friend, his best friend, his partner in crime and the list could go on for so long as the two of you basically grew up together. His father being on of the servants within your household and him being allowed to stay whenever he would come to Inazuma after the vacation of his father back in Mondstand. To Thoma, you were someone whom he knows very well. After all, you were his first master to serve before the Lord of the Kamisato in present times.

Imagine you were the heir to one of the prestigious clan within Inazuma. And as the heir comes with responsibility, the training was very harsh and strict, you could never let your guard down even for a child who should only be enjoying wonderful things in life. But you are different, those (hair color) hair and (eye color) iris that your clan seems to worship, the true appearance and characteristics of a heir they say that would only come once per generation. It was nothing but a curse to you.

Imagine growing up in a strict environment. With your younger siblings basically neglected from the parental things that one child needed, you were the one to fill in the role for them. Giving them all your free time, making sure not to let them experience the same treatment that was given to you. Basically the puppet of the elders within the clan. To be honest it was exhausting. You knew your parents loves you at the same time the way they are treating you, saying it was for the greater good was something you hate then for. And to add the neglectful treatment of your siblings, you basically becoming the parental figure to them when you yourself is lacking one. And you hate them, you hate the freedom they have that you have and probably would never got.

Imagine that is where Thoma came into. The shy but kind boy from Mondstand who came with his father one day and started interactin with you. Following you anywhere, watching you do what you're supposed to do such as train and studies. It was strange to be honest, but the more he get to know you and the more you get to know him, the more he influences you. You started smiling, laughing. Started enjoying the little things in life you never really looked into before.

"Will you be back?" You cling into the hem of his shirt as he gives you a toothy grin. "I will, little lord-" "(First name). Call me (First name)." As soon as you said that, his eyes widen, then he giggle. "Alright, (First name)." With your little hands letting go of his shirt, "Wait." "Hmm? What is it?" "What's your name." "..." "I've been playing with you for a month and you don't even know my name?" "..." "It's Thoma." "... Thoma, huh." "Yes! Don't forget that!" Although that did earn him a roll of eyes as you turn your back at him. You never forgot his name.

Imagine the more you two grew close, the more you felt freedom within him. Maybe it's because of the land where he came from, Mondstant was it? The city of Freedom as they called it. At the same time, behind the laughs and smiles you express as he comes by. Was the more hasher and strict the rules for you had become. The more you were focused to the goal of becoming the perfect heir for them, as you should have become. It was slowly ruining you, it was slowly killing you from the inside despite the smiles and freedom you have whenever you are with your sisters, but more specially with Thoma.

Imagine, on your becoming of age. Despite the celebration of the whole village, the whole manor. You're not happy. You're not happy at all. All the unwanted responsibilities, the expectations. The lack of freedom, love. Your sisters and Thoma was all you have. They were all you have left and the music that Thoma have taught you. The music that seems to have set you free. But in order to pursue that dream, you must leave. But how could you leave?

"Are you alright?" He spoke as he stand next to you who was in the middle of the hall. "Why won't I be?" "You really look like you want to leave right now." "... Want to dance?" "Right now?" "Right now. Let's go." You urge him, standing up from your seat as you hold up a hand for him to take. And he did, with a smile on his and your face, you let him guide you in the middle of the hall, causing people to move away as you move, probably confused at the same time because this is far from the custom this country has. And this, a dance was something common to his culture.

"(First name)!" It was only after the dance that you part ways with Thoma and meet up with your sister when the youngest came into you with... a lovestruck look on her face? "Who was that guy?" "Huh?" What is this sudden feeling of uneasy? You have never felt like this before. "The one you danced with! Who is he?!" She asked enthusiastically. "I have never seen him before! Who is he?" "Huh?" This time, your lips unconsciously curl up, the feeling of wanting to laugh and throw up was building up all at the same time. "(First name). Introduced me to him, please?" Huh? "Sure."

Imagine things happened fast. One moment your sister came up to you and the next moment you were introducing her to Thoma who seems to took a liking on her. Making you realise that this was in fact the first time they have meet, your sister has always been in one of the spare houses within the village and not in the main manor. On the heirs stats in their and so does Thoma, who happened to be your best friend and one of your close aide when he was on vacation to Inazuma.

"Your sister is very kind. I think... I think I may have liked her." He laughs and so did you. At the same time something inside you broke. Was it your heart? Maybe? But for the first time in your life, the urge to get away finally kicked in as if you have lost all means of any reason to stay. So that night. That night you left, you left as you have no other reason to stay with so many things waiting for you, your freedom.

Imagine how hurt, confused, and lost they all are when you left without a word. Not even a letter. But then again, everyone in your family, sisters aside seems to have moved on easily. But eventually he does too, leaving your family clan into the Kamisato, someone your other sister was once in a relationship with too and work there while being in a relationship with your youngest sister.

Imagine years after you were gone. Came back. As the main family gathered in the estate. With him standing next to your sister, all these years staying strong and engaged. His Lord, Kamisato standing rigt across him with your other sister by his side yet knowing the cold look on his face, he knew his Lord wasn't happy. Your parents currently out the room, greeting you probably who came back after long years of disappearance.

"It's... been so long... everyone." It was a voice he haven't heard for so long. A voice he have long forgotten but knows who it was if he had heard it in the middle of the crowd. And the very moment you emerge into the room. Everything seems to stop, your smile. It was brighter than ever, than those nights the two of you would sneak out to have some fun. This time, he knew you were happy. "Thoma! It's been so long! How are you."

Imagine he don't know how to reply, his heart beating wildly on his chest upon seeing you again. He without thinking, he pull you into a hug, breathing your scent he have missed for so long. Oh Archons, how much he missed you. "Hahahahahaha missed me that much Thoma?" "Oh you little- of course I do! How have you been?! Are you coming back for goo-" Mid sentence were you pulled away from him, a pair of strong arms warped around your waist pulling you away from Thoma. "Too close." Your fiance pout on your shoulder. Huh?

"Darling, behave. Don't embarrass me in front of an old friend." You giggle but doesn't break away from your lover's arms. Huh? "Oh right, Darling. This is Thoma, the one I often told you about in my childhood, the one who taught me how to play instruments? And Thoma, this is my fiance..." he couldn't hear it. But he could hear the a cracking noise from somewhere. Was it his own heart breaking? Why was it breaking? He was in love with your sister. Why is he feeling this way? Should he be feeling this way? Wh- huh?

"What are you doing here?" You spoke as you emerged from behind. It was midnight, and it was right after the banquet that everyone was supposed to sleep when you two happened to see each other from the old stop where the two of you often meet in the past to sneak out. "Can't fall asleep?" You asked and he shook his head. "Don't worry, I'm the same. Probably home sick, I'm glad that my lover was able to fall asleep easily though, probably quite nervous into meeting my family, specially upon confrontation with my parents." You chuckle and sat beside him.

Imagine the comfortable silence, or at least for you as he was drown in thoughts. Thoughts he shouldn't be having but right now, he does. "(First name)." "Yeah?" "Would you leave if I told you to stay?" "Back then? I would probably have." "I see." "But I don't think we would work out." "... What makes you think so?" "My sister was inlove with you, and you were in the process of falling for her. You know back then I would do anything for my sisters" You chuckle, looking from to the sky then on him. "Right?" And then he look away.

"I should get going." "Already?" "Yeah, my lover would be anxious not to see me by their side when they wake up." "You love them alot." "I do." You chuckle. "I do love them alot. I wouldn't come back here if I don't." You shook your head before standing up. "Don't stay up later for so long, you may catch a cold." You spoke then messes with his hair then started to walk outside. "And Thoma?" "... Yeah?" "Thank you for staying by my sister side. It's really good to see you again."

I loved you too early, and you love me too late.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: Fun fact, Thoma and Ayato fell for the same reader. Another fun fact, Thoma and Ayato's idea came from my fictional novel 'She was' (totally not promoting.)

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My own take on a landsknecht-themed outfit for Kaeya, Rosaria and Thoma.

It's absurd that we've had anime Germany in this game in Genshin for three years now and WE STILL DON'T HAVE LANDSKNECHTS. Landsknecht characters would absolutely look banger in Genshin's art style.

Look at this this is absolutely peak drip. Look at those slash sleeves.

[anantaru]

i think summer is the worst season for any sexy activity with thoma (also considering his pyro vision), yet slow lazy sex might be the solution? just laying on your sides, facing each other, his cock squeezed between your walls, as you share lazy kisses and slowly grind on each other till reaching the orgasm?

cw. sweaty s3x, wet n messy, fem! reader

everything around you feels distant, to a certain degree frangible, like you’re suddenly disconnected from gravity, but the dense, humid air was heavy at the same time.

you can barely breathe by this, the summer in inazuma was on its highest point by now and simply walking outside had been a quite difficult task to accomplish, considering the enormous heat wave which was making it tough for most people.

do consider this, but your boyfriend thoma wasn't a great fan of it either, keeping in mind that he was a wielder of the pyro element. yet he'd never pass up on an opportunity to be intimate with you, not even this bothersome weather would make him rethink his craving.

his cock was also trying to get your attention, and you slowly slither your hand down south to take it in your palm, it's achingly hard, almost sore, and wet with his pre cum. thoma helps you instantly, wrapping one hand around your leg so he could part them without trouble before lining you up with him.

you’re wetter than usual, your slick mixed with prospering sweat that made it all the more easier to have him slip inside of you, his warm, heavy erection sticking on your walls to a more intense degree, soaking in your liquids, sliding up so fucking strongly when he fucks into you right away— shallow, small thrusts penetrating your insides, his lower belly hitting your clit, his happy trail gathering your slick.

such a mess, but you like it, bite back a moan too when he smirks into your lips before suckling on your tongue.

both of you are shining, and suddenly the warm weather didn't appear as a meaningful problem anymore when he holds your legs apart while you smother your digits down, twisting your fingers over your tits, putting on a show for him, the crevice and outlines of your chest luminescent with your sweat. and thoma closes the distance of your frames, it’s not difficult when you soak into him, rubbing your clit and aching to cum already— you’re a lot more sensitive now and just know it’s because of the heat.

yet he’s so skilled at fucking your little pussy into his girth when he wrecks your cunt, out of breath, his heaves and small whines aflame, eyes aglow.

he’s into it now, wait— scrap that, he always was, your used hole, soaked in that particular way, it's so wet and messy, pheromones and sinful words of praises charging up the stifling bedroom, a swirl of sweltering air happening next.

maybe, only maybe, the weather in inazuma wasn’t as bad as some might believe.

©2023 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

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could i bother you for anything u got on yandere thoma and gorou? not poly (^///^)

thank you ^^

I've got loads for these two

Here you go, darling <3

Yandere Thoma

❥ On the surface, Thoma’s just the perfect, helpful guy. Everyone loves him because he’s always got that warm smile, that dependable attitude. But the moment you catch his eye? That sweetness turns into a suffocating need to have you all to himself. Thoma’s still polite, still charming, but now every kind gesture has an edge to it. He’s making sure you’re comfortable, but also making sure no one else can get near you. You might not even notice it at first—he’s just so damn good at hiding his obsession under that sweet smile.

❥ Thoma’s loyalty is next level. Once he’s decided you’re his, he’ll do anything to keep you safe. And by “safe,” I mean locked down under his watchful eye. He’ll make sure you’re always taken care of—cooking your meals, fixing your clothes, always being there when you need him. But that helpfulness has a dark side. He’s monitoring who you talk to, where you go, and who even dares to show interest in you. He’ll take care of any “threats” to your safety, and you won’t even realize how deep his control runs.

❥ Thoma’s a master at using guilt to keep you close. He’ll never raise his voice or threaten you outright—that’s not his style. Instead, he’ll make you feel like you owe him for all the things he’s done. He’ll remind you, subtly, that no one else will take care of you like he does. “I just want to make sure you’re okay,” he’ll say, with that soft smile, but the weight of his words will trap you. He’s so good at making you feel guilty for even thinking about leaving, it’s almost fucking impossible to escape.

❥ Thoma will slowly, methodically, isolate you from everyone else. But he’ll make it seem like it’s all for your own good. “I don’t trust them around you,” he’ll say about your friends, “I just want to protect you.” And soon enough, you’ll find yourself with fewer and fewer people in your life, until it’s just you and him. He’ll make sure he’s the only one you can rely on, the only one who truly “understands” you. And before you know it, Thoma’s become your whole fucking world.

❥ Thoma’s so good at playing the nice guy, but when you start to push back? That’s when you’ll see the cracks in his facade. He won’t snap outright, but you’ll feel the shift in his energy—like there’s something darker lurking just beneath the surface. His smile will still be there, but there’ll be an intensity in his eyes, a warning that he’s not going to let you go that easily. He’s spent too much time, too much effort, making you his. And now, he’s not about to lose you to anyone or anything.

Yandere Gorou

❥ Gorou’s loyalty is legendary, but when it’s focused on you? It becomes fucking insane. He’ll do anything to protect you, anything to make sure you’re safe, even if it means going to extremes. You become the center of his world, and every action he takes is to serve you. He’ll treat you like his commander—someone to protect at all costs—and he’ll follow your every command, but the second you step out of line or try to leave? That loyalty turns into dangerous fucking obsession.

❥ Gorou’s always been protective, but now? It’s on a whole other fucking level. No one gets near you without going through him first. He’ll growl, literally, if anyone even dares to look at you the wrong way. His senses are on high alert, always tuned in to your presence, always watching to make sure no one steps out of line. And if someone tries to take you from him? They’re fucking done. Gorou’s not afraid to show his teeth when it comes to protecting what’s his.

❥ Gorou’s not one to raise his voice or force you into submission, no—that’s too obvious. Instead, he’ll use guilt, his own vulnerability, to keep you close. He’ll remind you of all he’s done for you, of how much he cares, of how he needs you. “You’re the only one who understands me,” he’ll say, with those big, sad eyes, making it impossible for you to leave. He’s so fucking good at making you feel like you’re responsible for his well-being, trapping you in a web of emotional manipulation.

❥ Gorou’s protective instincts are already through the roof, but as a yandere? Holy shit. He won’t just watch over you; he’ll smother you with his care. Every little thing you do, he’ll worry about. “You shouldn’t go out today, it’s dangerous.” “Let me handle that, I don’t want you to get hurt.” And soon enough, you’ll find yourself unable to take a step without him hovering nearby. It’s suffocating, but he’ll make you believe it’s all because he cares. And the worst part? He really does. But that care comes with a heavy fucking price.

❥ Despite his loyalty, Gorou has a mean jealous streak. You wouldn’t expect it from the good boy general, but when he sees someone else getting too close to you? Oh, shit gets dangerous. He’ll try to keep his cool, but the second you give someone else attention, that possessive side comes out in full force. He might not snap right away, but he’ll confront them later, with that low growl and those sharp fucking eyes. And if they don’t back off? Well, accidents happen, don’t they?

[maokomi]

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ᥫ᭡ Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

.ೃ࿔*:･「𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬.」 gn reader, domestic fluff, established relationship, modern au

.ೃ࿔*:･「𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.」 Kazuha, Xiao, Thoma, Ayato, Alhaitham

This work has been moved to my main blog !!

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hello tumblr people.... sorry for forgetting to post here so heres a huge itthoma sketchump from stuff since november nfjnkfj

[xxspringmelodyxx]

𝒲𝒽𝓎 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝑀𝑒~

𝑨𝒚𝒂𝒕𝒐 𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒐 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 Pt II Pt I —> Here

Im a dumbass. I forgot to schedule this story, but here it is now! Please forgive me and my stupid brain! 🙏🏽 𝒘𝒄: 3.7𝒌

✩⁺₊✩☽⋆Warnings: Swearing⋆☾✩⁺₊✩

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It had been weeks since Ayato had seen you, and needless to say, he was not doing well. He wasn’t eating much and barely left his room. Both Ayaka and Thoma were worried sick about him. Thoma tried to get him to eat, but Ayato would just leave the food untouched on his desk, his mind too occupied with thoughts of you. Were you okay? Were you safe? Would you eventually come back so he could tell you everything?

However, he wasn’t the only one going through this. In fact, you were suffering from the separation just as badly, if not worse. You could barely move out of your bed. Your face was stained with tears, tissues were scattered everywhere, and half-eaten food littered your room. You were having another breakdown as you recalled the events from a couple of weeks ago, clutching desperately onto a photo of you and Ayato. Your heart was absolutely broken, not just because of the necklace, but from the emptiness you felt being away from Ayato. He was the only person who made you excited to get up every day, the only person you couldn’t stop thinking about, and the only person who made your heart flutter. To say you missed him would be an understatement. You desperately wanted to see him again, to hug him and make everything right.

Ayaka and Thoma looked at each other as they watched Ayato sulk around his home. Thoma grabbed Ayaka’s hand and brought her to another room. “Okay, enough is enough,” he said. “I know. Look at him. This is the worst I’ve seen him. And Y/N is going through the same thing. They both need each other, but they’re too scared and depressed to make amends,” she responded.

Thoma and Ayaka turned around as they heard glass shatter. Ayato had dropped another glass—his tenth this week. “We need to do something before he breaks everything in here,” Thoma said. “Well, what do you suggest we do?” she asked. “We need to get them together, no matter what state they’re in.” “And how are we going to do that? Drag them out to somewhere random and hope for the best?” Ayaka asked, making Thoma smile. “Exactly! I’m glad you’re reading my mind, Ayaka,” Thoma said. “What?! I was joking—” “You go get Y/N, and I’ll bring Ayato. We’ll take them to the park where they first met and used to hang out all the time,” Thoma interrupted. “What if she doesn’t want to leave?” “Then you force her. It’s our job to help them since they can’t help themselves. Plus, it would be good for them to get some sunlight,” Thoma said. Ayaka nodded. “Right. Okay, I’ll go get her and meet you at the park around noon?” Ayaka asked. “Sounds like a plan. Operation Lovebirds is on the go!” Thoma said, walking away. “Operation Lovebirds?” Ayaka teased, making Thoma blush. “Shut up. It’s a good name, alright? Now go get Y/N,” he said, walking away. Ayaka chuckled, turning on her heel and heading out to drag you out of your house.

—

“Come on, Y/N, you need to get out! You can’t just lay here for the rest of your life!” Ayaka begged. “Watch me!” you said into your pillow as Ayaka pulled on your arm. Ayaka sighed, letting go of your arm. “Y/N, please. At least sit up so I can see you.” “No,” your muffled voice said. “Y/N. We miss you. Me, Thoma… Ayato…” “Don’t say his name, please,” your voice started to break. Ayaka looked down at you with saddened eyes. “Okay, that’s it. Get up,” she said, yanking your arm as hard as she could, forcing you to sit up. “Geez! Rip my arm off, why don’t you!” you said. Ayaka got a good look at you, trying her best not to make a disgusted face.

Your hair was a mess. It looked like a bird’s nest. Your eyes were swollen from crying, you had what looked like ice cream on your shirt, and your face was stained from your tears. “My goodness.” She gasped, making you glare at her.

“Thanks. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going back to bed—” “No, you’re not!” Ayaka said, grabbing your arm and throwing you out of bed. “What the hell, Ayaka! Let me—” “No! You are coming outside with me whether you like it or not. Now lets go! Don’t make me do it,” she said, holding your favorite ice cream. She opened your window and held it outside. “No! Not my ice cream! Let it go!” you said. “Okay, if you say so,” she said, lifting one of her fingers. “No! Not there! Why are you being so annoying!” She let another finger go. You watched the ice cream start to slip out of her hand. “Fine, fine! I’ll go with you. Just put my ice cream back.” She smiled and was about to bring it in when it suddenly fell out of her hand. Her eyes widened as she watched it plop to the ground, birds coming to eat it.

She turned towards you, who looked furious at her. “Whoops…” she said sheepishly. “I’ll buy you more! I promise. Now let’s go!” she said, grabbing your arm and dragging you to the park.

—-

“Ayato, let’s go,” Thoma said sternly. “I can’t go out like this, nor do I want to go out at all,” Ayato said as he looked at a picture of you and him when you were younger. “You can’t keep moping around here for the rest of your life. You need to go out and enjoy some sun.” “How can I enjoy anything when I lost the one thing that was most important to me?” he said softly, his voice cracking. Thoma sighed and sat down next to Ayato, placing his arm on his shoulder. “Ayato, I know you’re hurting right now. But I need you to at least try to get up and come with me. I have a surprise for you.”

That caught Ayato’s attention. “What could you possibly have that would make me want to leave my room?” Ayato asked, looking at him. Thoma looked him up and down, taking in his… new look. He was much the same as you—messy hair, red and puffy eyes from crying, and there was even some food on his expensive clothing. “If I tell you, it would ruin the surprise. Now come on, there is not much time to waste. We only have…” Thoma said, looking at a nearby clock. His eyes widened as he saw it was 11:30. “Shit! We have to go! We are going to be late!” Thoma yelled, catching Ayato off guard. Thoma yanked Ayato up and dragged him out of the house. “Wait! I can’t go out like this!” Ayato pulled back, but it wasn’t enough as Thoma had a stronger grip. “It doesn’t matter! Let’s go!” Thoma said as they both ran down the hill.

—

As Ayaka dragged you down the street, a familiar voice caught both of your attention. “Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.” Kanaka. You stared at her, your confusion and sadness quickly being replaced with another emotion. “How’s the whole Ayato situation going, huh? Did you finally come to terms with the fact that you aren’t worth his time?” Kanaka asked. Ayaka glared at her, ready to defend you at all costs. “Now you listen here—” “No, Ayaka. Let me speak,” you interrupted, putting a hand in front of her.

You turned towards Kanaka with a glare that could freeze anyone who dared to look at you. “It's sad that you find joy in hurting others. It's one of the most troubling things I've ever seen in a person, and trust me, your arrogance will eventually be your downfall. For the sake of those you've hurt and those you might hurt in the future, I hope you can change. More importantly, I hope you realize the harm you've done to yourself. I hope that someone can help you open your heart and become a better person. But, I'm not going to stay angry at you anymore. The damage is already done. If you want to upset me, you’ve failed, and you will continue to do so as you mean nothing to me. Goodbye." You said calmly, turning around and leaving with Ayaka. Kanaka just stood there, dumbfounded by your words.

“Why didn’t you punch her?” Ayaka asked. “She is not worth my time anymore,” you responded simply. “Well, she may not be worth yours, but she certainly is worth mine,” Ayaka said, stopping to turn to Kanaka. She walked up to her and, without hesitation, raised her fist and punched Kanaka as hard as she could, knocking her back. Ayaka turned back to you with a pleased face, taking your arm and dragging you once again.

——

“Remind me why you brought me all the way out here?” you asked Ayaka as she sat you down in a chair with a blindfold on. “It’s a surprise! I just… hope it gets here soon. They were already supposed to be here,” Ayaka said nervously. To be honest, she wasn’t sure how this was going to play out. Maybe her hopes were too high, but she believed that you two would fix things and become at least friends again. “They?” you responded. As you said that, your blindfold was removed and you saw someone in front of you have their blindfold removed as well. Once your vision cleared, you felt a pain in your chest as you saw the man you didn’t want to see. “Y/N?” Ayato asked with a hoarse voice. You took a good look at him and saw that he was pretty much in the same state as you.

You didn’t say anything and just stood up, getting ready to leave. However, Ayaka pushed you back down and forced you to stay. “Now you two need to talk. I’m sick and tired of seeing you both in this state, especially when you’re best friends,” Thoma said. You and Ayato looked each other in the eye, not knowing what to say. “Now, we are going to leave you two alone. If I see one of you try to leave, I’ll have to punish you,” Ayaka said, taking Thoma away with her. There was a long, awkward silence as you two stared anywhere but at each other.

Ayaka huffed. “It’s not working.” “Just give them a little while. You can’t expect something to happen right away,” Thoma responded. Ayato finally took a glance at you, seeing how much you had been impacted over the weeks. He felt his heart break as he realized it was all because of him. He never wanted to hurt you, yet there you were, completely heartbroken because of his dumb choices. He needed to fix things with you. And right now was the perfect time to do so. He grunted before he spoke, unsure of how to start. “Y/N, I…” he began, seeing you glance at him before looking away. He sighed, deciding to let it all go. He had nothing left to lose after all.

“Y/N, I am so sorry,” he said, making you look up at him. “I am so sorry for being a douchebag to you, for believing Kanaka over you, and for breaking your heart because of my actions. I-I never meant to do that… I never wanted to do that.”

“I just… I had hoped that Kanaka actually loved me for me… not just for my wealth and status.” You cut in, “I loved you for who you were… and you still betrayed me.” “I know that now…. But before, I thought you just saw me as a friend. My whole mindset was that… if you couldn’t love me after all you’ve seen… then no one else could possibly love me. That was until I met Kanaka. She made me feel—” “Amazing? Warm? She made your heart flutter?” you asked, already knowing the answer was yes.

“No,” he stated plainly, catching you off guard. “I never felt that way with her,” he said. “Then why the hell did you date her?” you asked. He sighed, looking away. “I hoped eventually I would feel that way around her. But nothing ever changed. I figured that I only deserved that, especially since I couldn’t have you,” he said. “Why didn’t you just tell me how you felt?” you asked. “The same reason you didn’t,” he said, making you look away. “Because I didn’t want to ruin our already close relationship. I loved you so much, and I still do, Y/N. But before I knew how you felt about me, I tried to find someone else to replace those feelings for you. I tried so hard to fall in love with Kanaka… but I just couldn’t. Every time I kissed her, every time I hugged her, every time I slept next to her… I always imagined it to be you. No matter what I did to try and get rid of my feelings for you, they always found a way back and more powerful.”

You were still silent, but you started to feel a familiar feeling in your chest. It felt… nice and comforting. “Y/N… there has only ever been one girl who I felt warm, happy, and excited to be around.” “Who?” He smiled while looking down. “You,” he said, making your heart start to warm up. “I know what I did will never be forgivable… but I do hope one day, you will find it in yourself to at least come back to me and at least be my friend.” “Ayato—” “I know you said all your love for me has vanished… but…” he said, starting to slowly break as tears filled his eyes. His hands clenched tight as he spoke, his knuckles turning white. You saw him do this and realized just how badly this was hurting him, something you never wanted to see happen, nonetheless do. It hurts you to see him this way. “Ayato—” “But I hope we can still be friends,” he said, grabbing your hand, holding it tight. Tears were falling from his eyes now, his hair shielding his eyes from you.

“I need you in my life, Y/N. I know what I did was stupid and hurtful to you, I know I was the reason for the most precious thing in your life being broken, I know what you are feeling right now is all because of me. But please, Y/N, please don’t leave me. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I am sorry, okay? I will apologize a thousand, no, a million times if I have to. I will do anything it takes to get you back. I would get rid of all I have just to see you again, Y/N. Without you, everything I have means nothing to me. Life means nothing to me. I love you… I love you with all that I am,” he cried silently.

Your eyes filled with tears as you listened carefully to him. You looked down at his wrist and saw how much skinnier it was compared to when you last saw him. Had he not been eating? All because of you? This isn’t what you wanted. You figured he would be just fine without you, but now your mind was starting to change. You knew that he meant every word he said too. To be honest, you couldn’t function without him either. You needed him in your life just as much as he needed you. You wanted to say something, something that could finally bond your relationship back together… but you couldn’t think of anything. A silent sob slipped out of your mouth as you felt his hand start to retreat.

No… you weren’t going to let this end just because of a mistake. You grabbed his hand back, causing him to pause. He looked at your hand grabbing onto his. He slowly looked up at your face, wondering what you were doing. You stood up, his hand still in yours, and pulled him in for a warm embrace. His arms quickly wrapped around your body as yours wrapped around his neck. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.” “I know… I’m sorry, too. I should have never let a simple mistake tear our relationship apart.” “You don’t need to apologize, especially when this was all still my fault. I hope you eventually can forgive me,” he whispered in your ear. You hugged him tighter.

“I already have, Ayato,” you said with a small smile for the first time in a while. He smiled back as well, feeling his heart flutter. You felt the same. You let go and looked up at him with a smile, making his stomach have butterflies. Seeing your smile was all he needed to start to feel better. “Y/N… I… I really do love you,” he said awkwardly. You softly placed your hand on his cheek, pulling him forward to you. “I love you too, Ayato.”

A blush made its way to his face as he heard you say that. He grunted, trying to fix his composure a bit. “W-W-Well… I hope I’m not taking this too far, but… Y/N, will you please allow me the honor of being your boyfriend? Will you please be mine… forever?” he asked, nervous about your reply. However, that nervousness vanished as you smiled at him. “Does this answer your question?” you asked right before you kissed him. His eyes widened as his heart pounded out of his chest. He had been waiting for this moment for years, and it had finally come true.

He kissed you back with more passion, holding you close to him. Thoma and Ayaka cheered for you two in the background, high-fiving each other as they accomplished their mission. You let go of the kiss and smiled at him, all those wonderful feelings hitting you like a bus. He felt much the same. A few tears fell from both of your eyes as you finally made up, but also because you finally had each other’s love. You hugged again, kissing at the same time. It was so nice and warm and fuzzy. It was a feeling both of you never wanted to disappear.

“Okay you lovebirds, go get a room,” Ayaka said, making you both look at the pair. You smiled at them and thanked them for their help.

“It’s no biggie. You would have needed us sooner or later,” Ayaka joked. “Now, before you two go at it again, please for the love of Archons, go clean yourselves up! You both look homeless,” Thoma teased, making you and Ayato look at each other with smiles. “You are the most beautiful homeless woman I have ever met,” Ayato said, making you giggle while playfully hitting him.

However, you quickly stopped once you realized Ayaka still owed you something. You turned to her with a glare, making her deadpan. “Where is my ice cream?” you said with a low voice, making her freak out. She started to run away, making you follow her around. “I told you I’d buy another one soon!” Ayaka whined. “I want it now! That ice cream was almost $15!”

“$15?! Why would you buy such an expensive ice cream?!” Ayaka yelled out. “Because it was the best ice cream ever, now get over here!” you yelled, making her scream and run faster. Ayato and Thoma laughed at the scene. He turned to Thoma.

“Thank you. Without your help, I would’ve never been able to call her mine. I would have never been able to make up with her. Just… thank you, Thoma,” Ayato said with a smile as he watched you. “What are bros for? Just make sure you treat her right or I swear I’ll poison your drink if you ever hurt her again,” Thoma said with a devious smile, making Ayato chuckle. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t dream of it. I love her too much,” he said, making Thoma grossed out. “Okay, that’s enough romance today. I’m going to make us dinner. You and Y/N should go get cleaned up.”

Ayato looked at you and smiled, picking you up easily. “Ayato, put me down! I want my dessert!” he chuckled, kissing you on the lips. “I’ll buy you all the ice cream you want… after we both go shower,” he said, making you smile. “Okay, but it better be good ice cream.” He chuckled. “Don’t worry, I will make sure to get you the finest of all ice creams.”

“Wait, when you say we both go shower… does that mean—” “You and I are going to shower together,” he said plainly. Your face heated up right away as the thought of you and him showering together ran through your mind. “What’s the matter, dear? You seem like you have something important on your mind,” Ayato teasingly asked, knowing exactly what was going through your head. He chuckled and kissed your forehead. “Don’t worry, it’ll be fun. I’ll make sure to show you all my love, dear,” he whispered in your ear, making you place your hands on your face to hide yourself. “I love you, Y/N.” He said, making you kiss him. “I love you too, Ayato.”

Your body filled with butterflies at this point from all the love he was showing you at the park… and soon, it will be filled with something else later… wink wink….

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[makelemonade]

He loves me, he loves me not.

🦋Relations: Ayato and Alhaitham x F!Reader (separate ofc) ASSUMED Ayato x Sara and Alhaitham x Dehya

🦋Summary: Your lover has been neglecting you a full month; hardly even coming home and always working. You start to overhear about his recent involvement with another girl and you can’t help but wonder, does he still love you?

‼️Warnings: She/her pronouns used (only like 5 times in total, endearments of pretty girl, baby and my love are used, insecurities are mentioned a lot, along with body insecurity (body dysmorphia?), thoughts of cheating, mention of a dick once (don’t think anyone cares cuz it’s daddy Alhaitham, ANGST- should be obvious, THERE IS COMFORT THOUGH! LOTS OF IT! bestie Diluc is mentioned along with Tighnari, jealousy, lots of crying, not proofread, can’t think of anything else

🦋Author Note: Alhaitham’s is a lot longer than Ayato’s I think we can tell who the favourite is. I’ll write Cyno and Tighnari next then link it here!

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Ayato

Sometimes, you felt like this marriage was a mistake.

Not felt actually, knew. It was an arranged marriage after all. The two of you had gotten to know each other just before the marriage, and you both did indeed have feelings for each other and even ended up falling in love during the arrangement. 

So, in your mind, it was a real marriage. Perhaps to his it was just an arranged one. 

You spent your days in bed alone, a cold spot beside you always. Even when you woke up, he was never there. 

Your parents weren’t as rich as the Kamisatos or popular, but due to the fact the Kojou clan denied the arrangement since Sara wasn’t ready for marriage. Your clan was second choice.

Maybe you were second choice in his life too.

You never felt good enough for him, barely ever speaking on how he was hardly here because you felt like you were in no position to speak up about it. He worked so hard for his family, and his clan represented so much in Inazuma it was a lot of work. Meanwhile your parents did most the work, but your clan was hardly known. It just proved how much better he was than you. 

Even after a year of your….marriage, you still felt the same. During the first few months you were both so close, spending nights giggling as he’d cuddle you while slightly tickling you just to piss you off. You don’t even see him anymore.

You started hearing workers around the estate talk about him and Kojou Sara. She was originally the first choice, and you felt like maybe he was going back to her. 

“They’re so much better together!”

“Never really thought him and Y/N’s clan were a good go.”

“She’s not a good choice for Ayato at all. I hope he finally comes to his senses and chooses Sara.”

“I heard they’ve been together a lot this past month, so he must be going back to her!”

She was always the first choice. 

When you heard the conversation between the workers, you ran into the hall leading to your room. 

“Y/N?” Ayaka realized, worry laced in her tone as you bumped into her, tears streaming down your face.

“Apologies.” You murmured, not even sparing her a look as you continued down the hall to your room, quickly closed the door so she couldn’t come and ask questions. 

You walked over to your desk, tears falling onto the hard wood of the desk as you grabbed a paper, finding a pen hurriedly.

When Thoma had taken you to his homeland once, you met a very nice man who you considered had very amazing advice. His name was Diluc, and ever since you visited, you’ve been constantly sending him letters- that being the way the two of you would communicate.

Dear Diluc, 

You started writing, hoping he wouldn’t mind the tears that would be dry by the time he received this letter. You wrote all about your marriage troubles- how in the last month Ayato has hardly spoken to you, taking up more hours at work, and spending more time with another woman. You wrote down your suspicions he was probably in love with Sara, seeing as she was originally the first choice.

Part of you didn’t understand why you were so shocked because well, why not her? The workers were right, she was so much better that you in many ways; a better fighter, a harder worker, a better clan- a better everything. 

When you read over the letter, you couldn’t help yourself from crying even more, fay tears rolling down your cheeks like an endless waterfall. You pushed the paper to the side, not wanting your tears to mess up the ink and your head fell onto the table as all you did was sob into your arms.

Your sobs turned into quiet whimpers until you felt no more motivation to continue crying, falling asleep right on the table. 

~~

When Ayato overheard what was seen of you from Ayaka, he rushed home as constant questions plagued his mind.

This was the first time he had ever left work only- it being almost 7pm, the sun starting to go down. He expected to find you on the bed, perhaps napping or crying into the pillows but no, he saw you with your head down on the table.

He walked up to you slowly, putting his hands on your shoulders and giving you a shake. He heard a slight snore and realized you were asleep, immediately removing his hands.

His eyes caught dried tears on a piece of paper and he picked it up, starting to read over it all.

At the end, he’d taken your old spot as he himself started to cry at the words you’d written; how you felt like a nobody compared to him, how he could do so much better and that he was probably in love with Kojou Sara.

That last part was what shocked him most. No! He was in love with you and only you’ he’ll admit, he has been with her a lot, but it was strictly for work! It’s been crazy with the end of the vision hunt degree, leaving the two clans in charge after Sara’s father was removed.

He read it over again, seeing how you wrote constantly “second choice” all over again.

In reality, the Kojou clan was originally his parents choice and was forced to ask them first. He always wanted to ask you first, because he had met you before and found you as the most gorgeous and outgoing girl he’s ever seen. 

He looked back at you, one of his tears falling atop your head. Why didn’t you tell him any of this?! He would’ve loved to resssure you that you were the love of his life, the girl he’d always dreamed of. Sure, he hasn’t been here for a while- oh.

He dragged his hand down his face, realizing why you didn’t say anything; because he was never here. 

“I’m so sorry, my love.” he whispered, wrapping  one of his arms behind your back and on under your legs as he picked you up, taking you towards the bed and placing you down gently.

You started to stir awake when you felt his arms wrap around you. “‘Yato?” You called, barely above a whisper.

He shushed you, placing a kiss to where your shoulder met your neck as he snuggled closer to you. “I’m here now, my love. I promise I’ll always be here. Now go sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up. I’ll be here forever and always. I love you so much, more than words can say.”

It was gonna be a long talk once the two of you woke up, but either way, you felt a lot warmer that night. 

Alhaitham 

You and Alhaitham weren’t engaged or married, only being together for a year and a half now.

So probably understandable why he was probably losing feelings for you? Right? Right?

“Hey, Kaveh.” You said, sitting in the kitchen of your shared home with Kaveh and Alhaitham.

“You look drained, Y/N. Are you okay?” 

“Yeah.”

That was a lie and a big fat one at that. You weren’t okay whatsoever.

Recently, in the last month, Alhaitham had barely come back home and you’ve hardly gotten the chance to see him. There was no more good morning or good night kisses, little dates in between work or work visits. There was none of that.

Now it was just waking up to a cold, empty spot in your bed.

Kaveh could read you like an open book. He’s noticed the lack of affection and attention you’ve gotten from Alhaitham, and despite the fact he despised the man, he also cared for him and his significant other and noticed everything.

He just hoped his and yours suspicions wouldn’t come true; that he had fallen out of love and was possibly cheating.

The latter was what scared him the most with how recently Alhaitham has been with Dehya. He came back after a week of being away to the Grand Azar being removed along with half the workers in the Akademiya, to Alhaitham and Dehya now best friends. The fuck happens when he isn’t here?!

He’s seen how close the two are during his times being in the Akademiya and he prayed to Kusanali that the worst wasn’t going to happen.

You knew about Dehya; you’ve heard about it all over Sumeru. How she was a perfect fighter, a desert bloom, perfect both and image for all eremites.

You were jealous, and a tad bit insecure. She was perfect in so many ways; popular, appreciated, constantly complimented. Her body was perfect along with her hair and voice. 

Your hair had uneven ends and you didn’t consider your body to be perfect.

No wonder Alhaitham would go for someone like her.

“Why don’t you go see Alhaitham?” Kaveh asked before he quickly got a large brown paper bag that was somehow filled with lunch and came out of nowhere. “Bring him lunch!”

It was his one attempt at getting you guys back to how you used to be.

You hoped it would work as Kaveh walked you to the Akademiya, and the whole time you were scared as your heart would drop with each step. 

“Tell me where you find him, I need to talk to him about some work.” Kaveh said before leaving to talk to a scholar once the two of you arrived at the Akademiya. 

You checked the library and there was no sign of him, even going to the outdoor areas since you knew how much he liked reading outdoors. You eventually asked a scholar who had pointed you in direction of his office and you felt your heart drop again.

You opened the doors slightly, hoping your lover would be happy to see you. 

But what you came in to see was a Dehya standing right beside him as he wrote on a piece of paper, sitting on a chair at his office desk. 

You felt your heart break a little when he didn’t even notice you walked in.

He only noticed when he heard the click of the door close behind you, the both of them looking up to see you with confusion on their faces.

The way Dehya stood so close to him with her toned and perfect body made your breath quicken in panic.

“Y/N?” Alhaitham spoke in confusion, halting his movement of writing on the paper. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to bring you lunch.” You spoke so quietly that it was almost a whisper that the two couldn’t hear.

“Oh.” He blinked as you put the bag on his desk, a fake smile plastered on your face that even though he was your lover, he couldn’t tell how forced it was. “Thank you.”

That was all he said before he looked back at Dehya, continuing to talk about eremites in the desert.

You felt your heart break into a million pieces and you slowly turned to leave. They broke into a million more when he didn’t even say goodbye or notice your departure. 

You closed the door quietly and ran once it closed, tears streaming down your tears as you rushed to get out of the Akademiya. 

Although, in the library, you heard a mention of his name and had to stop just to listen. 

“Have you seen the Scribe and Dehya lately? I heard they’re together.” 

“Really? What about Y/N? Did they break up?”

“Probably. Alhaitham is far better off with Dehya either way, not Y/N.”

You felt more tears stream down your face, not bringing yourself to move as you kept listening to the disgusting things they said about you. 

The only thing that brought you out of it was a hand on your shoulder and you looked up to see Kaveh staring at you, concern all over his face as his hand moved up from your shoulder to wipe your tears.

You let out a loud sniff, shoving his hand away before speaking. “He’s in his office, if you’re still looking for him.”

Before he could speak, you ran off, leaving the library and soon leaving the Akademiya.

Kaveh glared at Alhaitham’s office doors. Sure, he lost most of his arguments to Alhaitham, but this one he was gonna win as he marched his way into the office, forcing Dehya out before he started yelling at the grey-haired man.

~~

You couldn’t stay in Sumeru anymore. That was it.

You had been completely humiliated in front of Dehya, Kaveh and now the entire Akademiya knows that Dehya is so much better off for Alhaitham. 

Maybe being a forest ranger wasn’t too bad. It would mean hardly being in the main city and you wouldn’t have to see Alhaitham. 

You were actually thinking about it as you started writing a letter addressed to Tighnari at the edge of your bed, but halfway through when you realized what you were doing and why, you started violently sobbing as you fell to your knees, the letter scrunched up on the ground beside you as you sobbed into the softness of the edge of the bed.

You didn’t even hear the door open.

When Kaveh came in screaming at Alhaitham, it certainly shocked him and Dehya. He had even gone as far to yell at Dehya to get out of the office and she did, running out.

He went on and on about how you were and with each word, Alhaitham’s heart started to break. 

He hadn’t even realized how much he’d been neglecting you until Kaveh had to voice it out for you. He’s been so busy with work and choosing a new grand sage that he’s practically been ignoring you and treating you like a stranger.

When Kaveh said the sentence “at this point, Y/N would be a lot better with me since you can’t be a good boyfriend!” Alhaitham stormed out of the office, making his way straight home with no stops. 

You were his and his only and fuck no were you ever going to be Kaveh’s. He loved you, WAY more than Kaveh ever will. 

But it seemed like Kaveh loved you more than he did in the last month and he hated every part of himself for it. 

When he got home, he heard your violent sobs and started rushing to your shared room, his heart breaking once more at the sight of you.

He went down on his knees and wrapping his arms around you, pulling your back to his chest with his arms wrapped around your waist as you shook with sobs in his arms.

“Haitham?”

“I’m so sorry.” He spoke, his head resting against your shoulder as his own tears came out. “I’m so fucking sorry. You didn’t deserve what I did to you this past month, and I understand if you’re mad and want to leave me. Words can’t express how sorry I am, but I promise I will take the next few weeks off. Even if they tell me no, I’ll go against them and stay with you. My sweet, pretty girl, I love you- so so so much and a LOT more than Kaveh. You’re perfect, so so so perfect for me. Perfect face, eyes, mouth-“

He paused to press kisses all over your cheek, making you giggle through your cries and bringing a smile to your face. “My lips love you. My hands love you. I’ll go as far to say my dick loves you. Everything about me loves you. You’re perfect for me- everything about you is perfect for me. Screw anyone else, I just want you baby.” 

The next hour went by with him saying constant reassurances while kissing you all over. He had even ripped apart the letter you wrote for Tighnari, saying you’ll never leave his side and certainly won’t work for another man where he can’t even see you.

He held you close that night, making sure you were warm after all the cold nights. 

[orbitalmoonrat]

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[yourangel137]

Genshin characters having a crush on an oblivious reader

Thank you so much for your sweet patience and kind words <3 I truly hope you like this @kana-dayo ! Have a very lonely day.

Pairing: Diluc, Kaveh, Thoma X GN!Reader

Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1549 words

Type: headcanon drabbles

Summary: What would happen if these boys fall for an oblivious reader? How would he make them know he likes them?

♡Diluc♡

Despite how Diluc doesn’t always know how to show his love for you, never in his wildest dreams would he expect you to be this dense. Not only are you ignoring his small gestures and gifts, you’re even ignoring his very obvious compliments. He’s not the type to just compliment anyone about how gorgeous they look, or how their new clothes make them look pretty, how are you so blind to see he only gives you those compliments and nobody else?

Then the day finally came, today is the day he’s going to make it as obvious as he possibly can. Is he actually going to confess? Not really.. What if you don’t like him back? He first has to be sure you like him back before he can confess to you fully.

Just like usual he’s working behind the bar waiting for you to show up like you usually do, just so you can have a nice daily talk with the red head. Once he sees you entering the Tavern, he straightens his back and clears his throat. “Good day to you again, Y/N.” He calls out the usual daily greeting. Your smile widens, sparkles of happiness already visible in your eyes and you let yourself sit down at the bar. “Hi Diluc~”

He shows you his usual smile and nod before he proceeds to get you your daily drink. “Ah Diluc, I didn’t bring any money with me right now I’m so sorry. I’ll pay you back tomorrow if that’s okay?”

“Someone as gorgeous as you doesn’t have to pay me back for anything. It’s from me, drink it and just enjoy.” He shows you one of his gentle smiles again, a smile he rarely shows anyone, yet to you he seems to smile a lot more.

“Aww! Thanks Diluc, I appreciate that!”

Diluc sighs but shakes it off real quick as well, his compliment didn’t work again this time but he expected that already. “What do you have planned this weekend?” He randomly asked out loud(not really but he somehow gets shy at the thought of making it too obvious).

“I don’t have any plans actually, do you?” You take a sip from your drink and watch Diluc do his usual things. “Would you like to go out with me?”

You thought for a hot second before smiling brightly. “sounds like fun!! Shall I bring someo-.”

“Just you and me... It’ll be like a date, is that clear enough?” Diluc can’t help but turn around to hide his flushed cheeks, but now he also misses how flustered yours became.

♡Kaveh♡

Okay yes, he’s not the best at making it extremely obvious he likes you but.. to be so oblivious? Kaveh never knew it would be that hard to understand he’s trying to flirt with you. The way he holds your hand and presses a gentle kiss on the top of it, isn’t that flirting? Do you think he does that with everyone? He knew he had to think of some sort of plan to make you realize, yet the nerves in his body made it so hard to simply let it all out in front of you.

Today again he tries so hard to make you realize his feelings for you. The way he walks you around the town and shows you the prettiest places, once in a while compliments you for a random detail he simply adores about you and the way his hand ‘accidentally’ touches yours. Yet, you don’t seem to notice any of it, you’re too busy looking at the pretty places he’s showing you. “Do you like it here?” He asks, his nerves almost betraying him with a stutter.

“It’s super pretty here! Thank you for inviting me and showing me around these places!” Your bright smile seems to make his heart skip a beat, making him feel weak to his knees. But he knows, he can’t back off now.

With a slight blush painting his cheeks, he grabs your hand and pulls it up to his lips. Those soft lips of his, tinted with the slightest of pinks, presses a soft tender kiss on top of your hand. “Don’t thank me, I’d do it all over again if I could see you smile like that.”

“Aww! That’s very sweet~ Thank you!”

Immediately he lets go of your hand and shows you a look of pure shock and offense. Did you really not take such a huge hint that took him such a long time to think about??? “What’s wrong Kaveh..?”

“Are you kidding me? I’ve been trying over and over again to show you I like you and you’re over here ignoring all of it and still seeing me as a friend?”

“You like me...?”

Without a second thought, his palm slaps his forehead and a loud sigh leaves those pink tinted lips. “Yes! Would a friend kiss your hand like that?”

Your cheeks flush upon hearing his confession, you never thought he would like you back but knowing how blind you’ve been also makes you feel extremely embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I never thought you’d like me so I didn’t think about it like that.”

Kaveh bites his lip, slightly scared he made you sad after his explosive confession. Truthfully he never meant to confess this way but it ended up like this. “No, don’t say sorry. I’m sorry for confessing like that.. Truth is Y/N, I like you and I would really like to go on a date with you. Would you,,, like that?”

♡Thoma♡

He knows he might not be the best at showing his interest in you, too shy to fully try out flirting with you. Yet deep inside he always hoped you took his small hints and realized he has a crush on you. However,, you don’t seem to take any of it at all. His shy compliments just seem to get in one ear and out the other as if you think it’s normal to be called such pretty names. Are you really that oblivious? This seems to be harder than he had expected...

With a bright smile on his face, he finishes preparing the tea for you both. It wasn’t every day that he could invite you to drink tea with him with homemade lunch as well. He worked his ass off this morning to make all your favourite snacks for lunch and to figure out the best plan to make you feel loved again. He knows he’s not the best yet at showing you affection without confessing but he’s still quite hesitant upon the idea of confessing to you. What if you don’t like him back? Would you feel awkward around him afterwards? Would it ruin everything you both already have? The long friendship between you both is not worth breaking over something as silly as a crush... Despite how in love he is with you. Yet, maybe if plan A doesn’t work, plan B could..

You enter the teahouse with a smile on your face. The place smells so good, you can’t help but get excited because you know for a fact Thoma made food for the two of you. “Oh honey! You’re early! Please sit down while I finish preparing our lunch, okay?”

You can’t help but send him a bright smile and a happy nod before you end up sitting at the table where he already put some snacks on. “It smells absolutely amazing here, Thoma!”

“Thank you~ I worked on it since morning so I hope you enjoy it.” He says, finally putting the last plate down on the table before sitting down as well.

You two have the usual small talk, but Thoma tries his best to call you nicknames (specifically for couples) in between there. You don’t seem to take the small hints again though and although Thoma is slightly sad about it, he won’t let this ruin his day with you. So he just tries something new instead, maybe it’ll work this time?

“You know.. You look gorgeous today, love.” He shows you one of his signature happy smiles. Still he doesn’t understand why it’s so hard flirting with you while it’s so easy flirting with others. Is it simply because he actually likes you?

You two end up enjoying your lunch together, Thoma tries his best to flirt with you in some way but you seem to be too blind to notice. In the end he just goes for plan B: giving you the letter he wrote for you. He grabs the letter from his pocket and hands it out to you. The envelope shows your name on it with small pink hearts surrounding it. He knows it’s cheesy, but he also knows it’s cute and that’s the exact reason he kept the hearts there. “Read it whenever you want to.. but I can’t seem to speak out these words to you in person..” The blush on his cheek is clearly visible by now.

“Oh! How cute~ Thank you! But why did you give me a letter?”

He looks away for a second, fiddling with his fingers a bit before looking back at it and saying: “It’s a love letter..” Well that surely did the job. You should know now that he likes you,, right?

Thank you for reading <3

Much love,

Angel

[witch-hazels-musings]

familiar 

Warning -> comfort, SFW - sick fic! (reader is sick: aches and pains, sore throat, general sick descriptions | reader passes out | reader is carried | reader is taken to an unfamiliar location and wakes up a bit disoriented but is safe | Childe: reader is threatened but unharmed, fingers get cut off of random person)

Includes: Childe, Diluc, Thoma

Character X GN Reader | Anthology

Your skin was burning. You breathed and the air felt like fire as it passed across your chapped, dry lips. Someone called your name and you turned, lifted yourself from a hunched position to look only for the action to make your head swim.

You smiled anyway.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The patron near the counter slid something toward you. What was it? You blinked and realized there were several items in a basket. You swore they multiplied as you pulled them out one by one. The transaction was the slowest you'd completed in your life but it wasn't the last as several more people stepped in line. You felt a bead of sweat run down your spine.

You smiled and greeted them.

--

Your head throbbed. Parts of your body you rarely thought about ached, cried out in pain as you rose from the chair.

Finally, you could go home. Could rest.

Unsteady, the world teetering as you made your way toward the door, you caught your breath near the entrance only to realize you'd left your bag and the shop key in the back office.

Coughing, you tried to clear your throat and push through the waves of disorientation as you meandered back down the hall. You labored in the doorway with ragged breaths trying to remember what you went back here for. Pressing your forehead against the trembling and clammy hand that held onto the door frame, you tried to focus.

"What did I ..." you mumbled, scanning the room. A flash of flickering light from outside caught your attention. Pushing forward you grabbed the key and made your way to the front door.

The outside air felt as refreshing as drinking a cold glass of water on a hot day. You gasped at the way it caressed your skin, at the way it soaked into the mist that speckled your brow, that clung to the edges of your hairline. You breathed deeply, welcoming the strain of your lungs before an inevitable cough tore you from the reprieve. You crumbled, caught your breath, then, with multiple uncoordinated attempts, locked the front door.

It was hard to concentrate, but you let your muscle memory carry you through the streets. You did your best to smile and keep a safe distance from those you passed, though most people didn't seem to notice you, even when you staggered and caught yourself on a beam for support.

I just have to get home, you told yourself. Eyes blurry, head swirling and disorganized. The stack of crates next to you served as a useful crutch. You did your best to catch your quickening breaths against them. All you wanted to do was sleep.

You made it through the day like this, what was a few more minutes?

A surge of strength rose in you as you pushed away from the pile of crates but as soon as you took a step your legs crumbled and you fell into a heap at the edge of the street. Your hands burned from the violent contact of the sharp, frozen ground. Puffs of steam exploded from your mouth as you struggled to take in as much air as you exhaled.

You swore you heard your name but when you turned your head to look, the world went dark.

--

Childe

His smile faded as soon as they left his office. The click of the door was the switch he needed to flip the mask he was so good at wearing. Just like he had learned - like a good boy.

He wiped his face with the palm of his hand and rose from his chair. At least they gave him a window - though perhaps it was more of a tease than a gift. A reminder that he was trapped in a room with suffocating walls. Like a caged animal, whose only desire was to feel the soil beneath their feet.

He hated when they made him do this work. Even if it was a pain, he'd rather be out in the field training new recruits than sitting in this stifling room signing off on peoples debts they'd never repay.

Childe sighed and leaned against the window. He scanned the passersby, hoping, wishing one of them would give him an excuse to leave this cramped office. Though, it was unlikely - Liyue rarely had anything fun. He missed the days before the Archon fell. At least then he had toys to play with.

A knock rattled his thoughts, "We've got three more for you, sir."

"Tell them to come back tomorrow," Childe called without looking at the massive and decorated door.

"I'll be sending in the next one shortly," they replied, clearly ignoring him. He rolled his eyes and looked back down to the street. In the corner, just out of view, he saw someone stumble through a back alley. He would have passed it off as a drunk if there wasn't an air of familiarity to the figure.

Childe pinched his brow as drifting voices spilled in from the hall.

He turned to head back at his desk but gave one last look to the alleyway and saw a small group taking the same path the stumbling person just walked.

"Childe will see you now," the voice said as they opened the door to Childe's office, head bowed and eyes closed as their arm escorted them inside.

"Um - who will?"

The voice snapped their eyes open to see an empty office with an open window and billowing curtains. "damn-it", they cursed and ran down the hallway.

-

Childe stayed in the shadows. Curiosity leading the way as he stalked the group. Further down the alley something crashed onto the stone ground but he had a hard time making out what it was. The group turned a corner and he could hear their voices echo off the tight buildings. He leapt onto a nearby walk-way hoping to get a good view of whatever was about to happen below, but when he saw who they were stalking their way toward, he finally understood why his body leapt out the window on its own.

Rage filled him as he launched forward so he could land between your gasping body and the oncoming group.

"What did I tell you guys? Easy pickins -- woah!" The group raised their hands as a wave of water splashed against them. They all stumbled, but one fell to the ground. "What the-"

"I suggest you leave."

"Huh?!" The one in the middle stepped forward, clothes soaked, hands fumbling for a knife. "T-this was ours first. So b-back off," he tried to puff out his chest but looked more like a drenched toad than anything to be frightened of. It would have made Childe laugh it he weren't currently seething, and if he hadn't looked back to see you shaking, terrified as you barely held yourself off the ground.

"If you're looking for a fight, I'll happily provide you one," Childe threatened, his blades appearing in his hands and sending out a high pitch whine as they danced in his grip, "See I've been cooped up all day and could really use a good workout."

"H-hey man, let's just go," one of them quivered, grabbing the 'leaders' arm.

"No, this is ours - we need thi-" the leaders voice died out as a slash of water cut through the fingers that had managed to grip his feeble knife in the first place. The man screamed, doubled over while his friends held onto his shoulders to keep him from falling to the ground.

"I must not have heard you correct. Because, I'm pretty sure you just called something of mine, yours?" Childe took a step toward them, his body raging, his blades growing at the thought of them calling you theirs. "So, I'm going to give you another chance to repeat yourself."

The group scurried like rats down the drenched alleyway and though he was half-temped to chase after them, to teach them a lesson, he barely made it a step when something burning grabbed his pant leg.

In an instant, his blades faded into nothing and he turned to scoop you into his still trembling arms. You were on fire, and even though he could tell you had near to no strength, you still managed to wrap your arms around his neck and hide against him.

With a possessive hand cupping the back of your head, he held you close and made his way to where he knew you'd be safe.

--

You could finally breathe without a protest from your lungs. Only a few areas ached instead of everywhere, and though you were still warm, you felt surrounded by cool waters.

Shifting, you tried to sit up, to open your eyes, but something covered your eyes and you fell back into satin.

"Sleep," a voice told you. It felt stern, but warm. Your tried to push the darkness away but found it hard, even when you curled your fingers around the palm of someone's hand. "You're still sick. So go back to bed."

"Where -- where am I?" you croaked, your voice dry and scratchy.

"You're safe." The voice felt so familiar. You breathed and though your nose was stuffy, you caught a whiff of something that made you turn your head toward the dip in the bed.

"... Childe? What's happening?"

"Don't worry your head over it. You're alright, that's all that matters."

You listened to his voice, felt his palm against your skin, sensed his presence next to you. You weren't sure how you got here, honestly you weren't sure where you even were, but Childe was here - he was right here and, as you moved closer to him and let your forehead press against his side, you felt safer than you ever had in all your life.

--

Childe turned his head from the book in his hands to glance at the sleeping figure next to him. It was the first time he'd ever seen you so relaxed, so at ease. The first time you'd ever been this near to him - the first time you'd ever been in his bed.

Carefully, he ran his fingers over your ear and let them know the taste of your skin while you slept.

He sighed and wondered how he was ever going to let you go now.

--

Diluc

The cold air reminded him another season was passing, changing. He'd stopped trying to measure the passage of time years ago, but there was something about cold, night air that felt like a ticking clock. Or maybe it was the reliable pocket watch he kept with him while he worked to help him tell when he could 'respectfully' request everyone leave so he could do more, important, work.

"Master Diluc," Charles said as he slid a heavy wooden box onto the back counter, "I think we've got another in the back."

"Great," Diluc held back a sigh but not the heavy roll of his eyes, and stashed the cup he had just pulled down for a customer. "Finish this up. I'll deal with it."

"Sounds good. What can I getcha?" he asked the drunk patron who didn't seem bothered to repeat their order to the new, friendlier, bartender.

Diluc reached for his jacket as he passed the back office. His hair snagged the coarse fabric as he pulled it from underneath. He adjusted the collar before opening the door to the back alley.

He hated dealing with drunks in the first place, but a sick one throwing up behind his establishment was somehow worse.

Scanning the immediate area didn't reveal anything to him. So he took another step into the chilly evening. Off in the distance, near the stairs that lead to the small docks on the lake, he saw a silhouette hunched over a stack of crates. Ones he had just assisted in unloading earlier that day.

"Hey, don't make it other people's problem if you can't hold your ---" Diluc froze when he saw the blob of dark shadows turn into your shape and likeness. He blinked, thinking he had made it up, but as he drew closer he knew his eyes didn't lie. Normally, you would have waved to him, called out to him - brightened his day - but right now you looked terrible. When he called to you, you didn't answer.

His pace quickened when he saw you stumble away from the crates and he was practically running when you fell to the ground. He let out a breath when he was just in time to catch your head before it careened into the cobblestone.

"... are you ok--?" Diluc turned you toward him but he didn't need to feel your brow to know you were burning up. He could see it in your pained expression, in the moisture of the night as it drifted toward him. When he realized you didn't have anything on you, he took actions into his own hands. "Hold on."

Diluc hoisted you into his arms, made sure you rolled into him as he carried you swiftly back toward the bar. With every groan and whimper he became more concerned. His muscles tensed when your fingers weakly grasped his clothes. Even though it made you whine, he held you closer to him and picked up the pace.

There were only a few sounds in this world that made his heart stop.

He took no time carrying you up the stairs to the third-floor apartment he used on nights he didn't want to make the long walk back to the Winery. As he passed by the confused, and rightfully worried Charles, word was already on its way to the church to bring a healer.

--

You were so hot. Your back hurt to the point you wished someone would rip it from you. Every breath was agonizing but you couldn't convince yourself to stop breathing.

You felt somewhere between dead and alive, and though you didn't understand it, you found yourself in a bed you didn't recognize, in a room you'd never been in before.

The shapes came and went. A halo of light bloomed in the corner. You coughed, pulled back the sheets but froze when a figure now stood where the halo once was.

"Who --"

"Don't get up," a voice, a familiar voice said. The figure moved closer to you. You tried to lift your hands in defense but they were weak and in your uncoordinated move, you slipped from the sheets. "I got you," the voice comforted you. Gentle words that floated into your ear. Something sturdy and wrapped around your stomach.

The figure, which smelled like barrels of sweetened fruit, carefully helped you back into the bed. Strands of red filled your senses and brushed against your cheek. Kind fingers caressed your jaw as they slipped to the back of your neck and eased you onto your back.

"Try to rest. I've called on a healer." The figure spoke, their deep voice like the rustle of leaves in the morning sun. "You're safe. I've got you," they said like a mantra as their fingers soothed your weary eyes closed. "I've got you."

The warmth of their touch against your skin was soothing, but suddenly it was gone and you cried out, reached out your hand to find it again. "Don't go," you pleaded.

Their touch returned to your fingertips, then your palm as they took your shaking hand in theirs. "I'm right here," the voice soothed and let you hold your captured treasure close to your parted lips.

You found it strange that your sickness would concoct such a vivid and realistic specter in the shape of the man who held your heart.

--

Thoma

"Hah, not a problem," Thoma waved them off for the third time. "It really wasn't that difficult. So don't worry about it." He took another step back and let out a playful laugh even as the person bowed for the tenth time in front of him.

Eventually, after many more reassurances, he managed to be on his way and - surprisingly - was only ten minutes behind schedule. With speed, and restraining himself to only courteous waves and passing smiles, he hastily walked down the busy Inzuma streets. To save himself more time, he dipped into a less traveled alleyway and doubled his pace.

It wasn't uncommon to see random and sometimes unsightly scenes in the back alleys. Inazuma was safe, but it wasn't immune to crime. So, as he spied a figure hunched over a stack of crates, he debated if the person looked like they did, or didn't, belong there. When he got closer, he started to recognize bits a pieces of the blurry figure.

"What are you doing back here?" he asked, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips and growing with each second. When you didn't answer him, and he saw you stumble away from the crates and fall to the ground, his joy shifted to fear.

He swore he'd never run so fast in his life.

When you didn't answer him, or react to your name, he wasted no time in lifting you from the dirty, cold ground and into his arms. He wasn't far from the estate, but he also wasn't close. Normally you had a bag - one he remembered because you'd purchased it with him the last time the two of you went to the markets - but right now you were empty handed. Something was clearly wrong.

With you in his arms, Thoma rushed through the alley. His heart raced at the sound of your labored breathing, at the way your face scrunched with every jostle of his movements, at the trembling hand that gripped his clothes.

"Hold on," he soothed, "Just hold on." Thoma burst through the alley and ran through the crowded streets toward the Kamisato Estate.

--

Something cold touched your forehead and you let out a gasp at the contact. Instinctually, you tried to push it away with weak hands.

"I know its cold," a voice said. A comforting, familiar voice that called to your heart. Whoever it was took your hand and caressed your skin with a gentle thumb. "You have a fever, this will help."

You groaned, tried to open your eyes but found it hard. Your body ached and though you didn't want it to, it moved uncomfortably under plush sheets.

After a while the covering over your eyes lifted and you heard the sound of water falling. Turning your head, you pried open your burning eyes to capture blurry and unusual shapes. Your heart raced as you tried to figure out where you were, but the longer it took, the more concerned you were.

"I ha --- to go," you tried to push yourself up but swift footsteps met you before you could.

"Easy, you're sick. You need your rest."

Why was this voice so familiar?

You looked up, even though the action made your head throb. Squinting your eyes, the blob of yellow and red in front of you started to take shape.

"T-Thoma?"

The blob made a smile and pushed strands of your hair out of your face. "It's me," he reassured you, his hand cupping your cheek. Like someone who opened up a door to a dark room, his contact breathed new life into you.

He caught you You fell into him He ease you to rest You were finally at ease

"You found me," you said weakly with a thankful smile. His hand brushed the top of your head and the cold returned but, this time, it felt soothing, refreshing.

"I always do," he hummed and soon your uneasy breaths slowed and faded into healing slumber.