#NOT EVEN INTO GENSHIN ANYMORE BUT WOAH

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Nonsense | Jacob Bae

SUMMARY: never would you have thought that joining the music club is where you would develop an abnormal crush on your senior/club president Jacob Bae. so when the university's annual school performance is around the corner, you have decided to give a shot to confess your feelings in the most extravagant way possible.

PAIRING: senior!Jacob x junior g.n!reader

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: pg-13, kissing, yall this is just pure tooth-rotting fluff

WORD COUNT: 4,473

A/N: we're back with another fic for the emails i can't send fwd: collab that i'm doing with @heemingyu 😉 shoutout to both sana & @sungbeam for beta reading & helping me out with this one!! love you both loads 💕 also, lowkey this was written for you @zzoguri aka cobster's future, i hope you'll enjoy this (and may this somehow be a little something for you during your hectic times ily my moni forever!! ❤️)

It was finally the summer holidays, and you were ecstatic as you heard the sound of a vehicle driving right onto your front porch. You had been waiting for this moment since you got the news during the new year and counting down the days on your calendar without fail every day.

Once you heard the engine stop, you immediately ran out to the door to jump right into the person’s arms which were already opened wide, fully expecting your demeanour. 

“Yujin! I’ve been waiting months for you!” You shrieked as you hugged your cousin tight, rubbing your cheek against hers. 

Both you and Yujin were raised together by your grandmother back in Vancouver, and things took a turn when your parents eventually got a promotion up in Toronto, causing you to move far away from your family. Because of that, you don’t get to see each other often anymore, the most being once every 2 years when your parents will try their best to make time to attend the Christmas parties held annually at your grandmother’s house. 

Yujin was like your long-lost sibling; even though you were cousins, you both felt there was more to that. Ever since you both have gotten your very own mobile phones, you both promised that you would FaceTime each other almost every other day. You knew everything about one another—from each other’s darkest secrets to how much money you stole from your parents' wallets when you were younger to buy that vinyl you have been eyeing for the longest time. 

But lately, things have been a bit too chaotic for you both to keep up the promised ritual. Since you both started university, it was hard to make plans, especially when studying in different courses, which also meant different timetables and classes. During the weekends, the both of you would often be occupied with either school events or at your local pizzeria as your part-time job. Hence, texting was the primary source of communication between you two.

And besides that, something crucial had happened to you lately, and you couldn’t wait to spill the beans to your cousin. 

Once you had helped Yujin unload her stuff from the car and moved it up to your room, you quickly made yourselves feel comfortable by cuddling together on your sofa bed. 

“So, tell me. How has life been for you?” you asked, blinking your eyes, trying to give her a pleading face because you wanted to know about everything that had happened lately. 

“I’ve been promoted to being part of the student council at my university! Oh, and then there’s also me actually acing an exam that I clearly did not study for because I was up all night that past few weeks playing Genshin Impact. Oh, and then there was this adorable guy from my campus who I think kind of has a crush on me because he always glances in my direction, like you know? That stare? And then—” 

“Woah woah, slow down, tiger,” you had to pause your cousin because clearly, she was dumping all of the information without giving you time to process them individually. With that, the both of you chuckled, hands placed onto your stomach as you began to laugh a little bit too hard until it started to hurt. 

This was what you had missed so dearly, and you couldn’t help but put on this genuine warm, soft smile on your face as you looked into Yujin’s eyes. 

That was until she squinted at you. 

“Whatever you’re doing right now is creeping me out real bad, so I suggest you stop that.” 

You slapped her arm. “Rude.” 

“Fine. What about you then? I’m sure your time at the University of Toronto has been a wild ride for you.” 

“About that…I have something I need to consult you for,” you lowered your head and voice to a minimum, which got your cousin's ears perked up and was prodding your arms, wanting to know the details. 

“Oh my god, did you just finally have your first kiss?”

“W-what? No! I mean, at least not yet….” 

“What do you mean not yet? So do you have a special someone in your life right now?”

With a deep sigh, you took one of the pillows lying on the floor and threw it in Yujin’s direction, causing her to hug the pillow tight as she laid her head down gently to rest on it. 

“Buckle up, babe. It’s going to be a long story.” 

Flashback

“God, why do I have to sign up for this?” 

You stomped your feet to the ground as you looked at the paper, which read: “Applications for extra-curricular activities such as clubs are mandatory for all students, commencing on April 2023.” 

Your university had been pretty lenient over the years, and they had never once forced students to participate in clubs if they chose not to, understanding that some of them had make-up classes for their courses or were just busy with their thesis and side jobs. Most of the students in the university themselves took on part-time jobs, such as working in the school’s cafeteria and library, to earn a little bit of pocket money to survive.

So, when they decided to change the rules after the previous headmaster resigned and was replaced by a new one that everyone did not like, she chose that both coursework and extracurricular activities played a crucial role in one’s graduation. 

Left with no choice, you stood before the bulletin board, trying to find a club that suited your taste. 

“Screw Mrs. Kim.” You huffed. 

“Look, Y/N. It can’t be too bad. It’s just a club. After all, nobody said you have to be super committed to it,” Your friend Keeho sighed, looking at how you beat yourself up over such trivial matters. 

“You don’t understand, Keeho. This means I will have less time at home because I will have to leave to work my shifts at the pizzeria right after clubs. What is going to happen to my games and k-dramas?” You whined. 

“If you want to graduate from university, you’re going to have to choose one now.” Knocking some sense into you, he gave you a pat on your shoulder before walking away towards the opposite direction, heading to his club.

You turned to look back at the bulletin board once again, scanning through all of the posters and flyers that were scattered throughout. After a minute or two, your eyes finally landed on this one cream-coloured flyer, and you sighed before checking the location once more before heading to your destination. 

“This is the only option that will work for now.”

“Hello?” You called out, but the room was empty as you opened and peeked your head through the door. Thinking that you should try again, you entered the room and looked around. 

There was nothing here but a ray of sunshine shining through the glass window into the empty room, and the sunlight landed directly on the lone black piano at the corners of the room.

Maybe playing it for a while wouldn’t hurt at all.

You slowly approached the piano and opened it up as you made yourself comfortable, sat down, and got into the rightful position, gently laying your hands on the keys. Immediately, you started playing one of your favourite pieces of all time, Summer by Joe Hisaishi. Unbeknownst to you, your body began swaying along with the music, enjoying the moment you were in. 

That was until a clap made you stop your tracks.

“Wow, that was some excellent playing right there.” The male gave you a round of applause as he slowly approached you, causing you to jump right up, looking all flustered. 

“I-Umm—I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to play the instrument without approval—” 

“Oh no, no! The piano is free for anyone who wants to play, so you’re all good,” he reassured you, causing you to calm your fast breathing down by placing a hand on your fast-rising chest. 

As he finally reached where you were standing, he posed a question directly at you. “Is there anything that I could help you with?” 

It was there, and then you took in his facial features as the sunlight shone from his face. His soft fluffy brunette hair, those doe-like eyes, and how mesmerising it was as he smiled. Adding onto the fact that he keeps smiling in the best way possible, your heart starts to flutter. 

“Umm, hello?” He was now waving his hands over your face. 

Oh, right. You were supposed to sign up for a club. What on earth were you thinking, Y/N?

“Y-yes! I’m here actually to umm…sign up for the club,” you said reluctantly, a little bit too shy with your answer. 

That was when the male’s eyes widened, and he did a little jump to indicate how happy he was to hear that from you, and he quickly extended out his hands to you, giving you a handshake.

“But of course! We are always open to new members joining the music club! Oh, pardon me, where were my manners? You can call me Jacob.”  

“Y-Y/N.” You replied.

It has been around two weeks since you joined the music club, and everything has been going smoothly for you. Thanks to Jacob (who turned out to be the club’s president), he has helped you so much in trying to get you to blend into the crowd and with other musicians, creating a very safe and warm atmosphere for everyone. 

It was also then that you noticed what kind of a person he was. He was very gentle, yet suitable to be a leader. The tone of his voice and the way he handled things fairly and reasonably made everyone respect him and want to perform alongside him. 

From what you have heard from the club members, Jacob would lead the team to busk at the city centre once every two to three weeks, which was where they would earn some money that served as their reward as they went out to celebrate once in a while at the local party scenes such as the bars. 

Thanks to his guidance, the university’s music club eventually garnered enough audience from the school and the public to the point that they have been invited to perform multiple times throughout the year. You have heard that even local communities such as the orphanage and childcare facilities would often ask Jacob and his team to function for the underprivileged ones, and they would gladly volunteer, even if it were for free. 

There were a few times when you stayed behind to help Jacob close up the music room (more like you were trying your best to spend much time with him as much as you could), and it was when you decided to ask him about his thoughts and the way he did things around here. 

“Music just means so much to me, and I would gladly perform every day even if I had to. It’s not about the money; it can be great as a little side income, but what matters most is that I do this because I am passionate about it,” he replied, clearly stating his goals and reasons well. 

Ever since that conversation, you notice more in detail how he did things or even when he performed. Just as he said, he was passionate—it didn’t matter if things were hindering his way, he would still make way for it. 

No matter how burnt out he could be from his coursework or side job, he would always place the music club first, making sure that not only he enjoyed the whole process but also the club members as well. 

Slowly, you began to admire him for not just his good looks but also his personality. It was as if he was this fine perfect gentleman that had just entered your life easily, and you couldn’t stop thinking about him each day. 

It was the way he was always smiling with others, the way he would sometimes sit at the piano and play a duet with you, the way you both were guitarists, so one of you would either offer a fun little duet session after club hours, even up till writing song lyrics together. 

And how there was one time he unintentionally got his arms around your waist when you slipped from the wet, freshly-cleaned wooden floor from the club, and he caught you in time. 

That was something that you have thought about all the time ever since it happened. 

As the weeks progressed to months, the little spark in your heart for him eventually grew, and it just kept getting bigger each time you saw him in the same club room. 

And that was when you knew you were in big trouble.

End of flashback 

“Damn, you're whipped,” Yujin concluded after listening to your story. 

“I know. That’s why I’m telling you this, Yujin. I’m so screwed.” You buried your head in your palms, the slight headache becoming more prominent now. 

“Hey, what’s wrong with liking a senior? I’d say it’s your time to shine and confess to him.” She reassured you by gently rubbing your back before you slowly lifted your face up. 

“That’s because I think I might be in too deep,” you mumbled. 

“And how exactly did you come up with that conclusion?” 

“Do you ever start stammering and slur your speech when they get close to you like they’ve not done anything, but somehow you just can’t converse like a proper human being.”

“Oh.” 

“When they literally tell you how they absolutely love your eyes and loved making them roll?”

“Okay. Go on.”

“And that you actually finally got their contact number and literally named them ‘do not leave me alone’?”

“Hold up, let me see.”

Reluctantly, you fished out for your phone in your back pocket and scrolled through your contact list until you found Jacob’s. As you click into it, you nervously hand your phone to your cousin, praying internally that she will not drop another diss to make you feel worse than you already are. 

Do not leave me alone ❤️‍🩹. That was exactly what was written for the club president’s contact name on your phone. 

“Damn, Y/N. I never would have thought you would be so delusional. I’d like to think that you’re far worse than I am,” Yujin declared, turning your face into a bright red tomato again. 

“I know, Yujin! And I have never felt this way before. That’s why I needed your validation.” You were practically doing somersaults mentally right now, wishing that you could take it all back, but at the same time, you needed to let out your inner feelings too.  

As Yujin handed your phone back to you, she raised an eyebrow before posing you a question. “So, what exactly do you intend to do from here on?” 

“There’s this upcoming music festival at my university this weekend, and I will be performing on stage.” 

“Oh, that’s great—”

“And I’m going to perform a song I wrote specifically about him,” you blurted out. 

That made Yujin shut her mouth as she tried to process what she had just heard. “Wow, Y/N. You are literally going all out on this.” 

“I just need a way to get this off my shoulders somehow, Yujin. And it’s now or never,” you said. 

“Will he realise that you are trying to serenade him, though?” Yujin asked as she placed her hand on your shoulder. 

“Success or not, I will still do it. And then I’ll completely forget that I’ve ever written this song ever again.”

It was finally Friday night, and the auditorium hall was filled with students, lecturers, and outsiders. Peeking from the backstage, there was this nervousness in the pit of your stomach, and you were now trying your best to rethink your actions. 

What exactly had made you even decide to sign up for the concert in the first place had remained a mystery for you, and looking back now, you swore you would’ve thrown a cold bucket of water over you to wake you up from your insanity. 

But it was too late to turn back now, as it would be your turn on stage in a few minutes. After the previous performer finished his chosen song, the MC briefly introduced you and your contributions to the music club before finally inviting you onstage. 

As you entered with the white guitar you had gotten for Christmas a few years prior, you tried your best to search for Yujin amongst the crowd—sure enough, she was sitting right at the side, waving her hands enthusiastically to cheer you on. You couldn’t help but flash a smile back. 

And finally, you decided to find the man of your dreams, and he was sitting right in the middle section along with the other club members. He gave you a clap just like the rest of the audience did and mouthed out a few words that you couldn’t grasp. Perhaps he was just saying “all the best,” as one would as they support their fellow members.

When you finally reached where the microphone stood, you adjusted yourself before positioning your fingers along the instrument's strings and introducing the piece you were about to perform. 

“This song was written by a special someone in the crowd tonight, and whoever that it may be, I hope this song speaks to your heart and that you mean a lot to me. Without further ado, enjoy.” 

With a few strums from the guitar, you gathered enough courage to smile before singing into the microphone. 

I’ll be honest.  Looking at you got me thinking nonsense. Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in And when you got your arms around me Oh, it feels so good 

Instantly, you noticed several people from the crowd starting vibing along with your song as they naturally swayed their bodies from left to right, enjoying the melody and rhythm your song produced. 

I had to jump the octave I think I got an ex, but I forgot him And I can’t find my chill, I must’ve lost it I don’t even know, I’m talkin’ nonsense  I’m talkin’, I’m talkin’ 

When you peeked from the corner of your eye, you noticed how Yujiin practically stood up, clapping her hands along with the rhythm. Naturally, the people around her joined in, as did the crowd from the middle and far left section. 

God, were you so grateful for that, so much so that you were trying to hold back your tears. 

I’m talkin’ all around the clock I’m talkin’ hope nobody knocks I’m talkin’ opposite of soft  I’m talkin’ wild, wild thoughts You gotta keep up with me I got some young energy I caught the L-O-V-E How could you do this to me?

I’ll be honest.  Looking at you got me thinking nonsense.

With one final strum, you ended the performance with a bang, and you got the crowd to give you one of the loudest cheers you have heard throughout the night. Some have even given you a standing ovation, and you swore that tears were about to form in your eyes. 

You quickly redirected your attention to Jacob, and he did the same, standing up while giving you that sweet honey smile that you’ve grown to be obsessed with, clapping along with the rest of the audience. 

Thank you for existing, Jacob Bae. I hope you can hear my thoughts through this song written specifically for you. 

With a final bow, you quickly exited the stage.

You were sitting on a bench at a park near campus, opening the bottle of sparkling water you had gotten from one of the nearby vending machines.

You met up with Yujin right after the show and told her how you wanted some time alone just to wind down and digest everything that had happened. You reassured her that you wouldn’t be gone too long and would return as soon as possible. Thankfully, your cousin understood the message and agreed so long as you did not venture far away nor leave her alone too long exploring your campus. 

With a sip of the water, you couldn’t help but smile as you looked up into the skies filled with stars on a clear night like today. The secret was finally out, and a burden was lifted from your shoulders, so you could just sit back on the bench and relax a little bit. 

That was until a voice brought you back to reality.

“Mind if I join you?”

You jolted up from the bench to see the man you were trying to serenade, and immediately you felt the heat rise towards your cheek, and you began stammering again. 

“Y-yes, o-of course!! Umm..g-go ahead!!”

As he sat next to you, you naturally shifted slightly away from him and ducked your head down as you began to rub your palms around the water bottle you were holding back and forth. Jacob noticed your demeanour, and he couldn’t help but giggle as he saw the redness of your face becoming more prominent.

Because he had always known how you have been having a crush on him.

To break the ice, he devised a simple conversation to help you loosen up a bit and break off the tension. 

“I really like your guitar, Y/N. It’s just the right shade of white, and seeing it reminds me of elegance and simplicity but in an attractive way.” 

“U-uh, thanks! It was gifted to me as a present—”

“Just like you, Y/N.” 

Wait, what?

Did you just hear that right? Or is your mind playing tricks with you? Maybe the after-effects of adrenaline from the performance got you thinking nonsense. But you had to make sure. 

“I umm…I beg your pardon?”

“I said what I said, Y/N. I know you have a crush on me.”

Oh no.

“How I make you feel all giddy and excited every time I talk to you.”

Oh, hell no. 

“And I’m going to guess that the song you just performed was directed towards me.”

Lord Jesus, take the wheel. 

At this point, you felt as if you were receiving dozens of arrows shooting right into your heart one at a time, and you were just about to pass out. What you thought was a simple crush became way too apparent to the point that your love interest has already known since day one. 

This is the most embarrassing shit ever. 

You quickly recollected yourself by sitting up straight and clearing your throat before responding properly. 

“Ha-ha, I guess I-I was too obvious!! I-I’m sorry if I might’ve made you un-uncomfortable in any way—”

That was when Jacob interrupted you. “What makes you think I was uncomfortable by all of this?”

Jacon now inches a few spots closer to where you were, and your butt was glued shut on the bench because if you were to move any further, you would end up falling straight onto the grass. 

Oh, good lord. 

“I’m actually grateful for you, Y/N. I think it’s the first time anyone has ever felt that way about me,” he smiled. 

That was when you blinked your eyes. “W-what, really? How can people not fall in love with you—” You clasped your hands over your mouth as soon as you said the “L” word. 

He chuckled. “I don’t know. People have always seemed to view me as a good friend but not a potential love interest. I haven’t had one since a long time ago, and that made me rethink if I could ever date again.”

Gently he laid his hands onto yours that were situated on the bench as he turned his full attention to you now. 

“And funny enough, I’m pretty sure I have feelings for you too. The moment I saw you playing Summer on the piano that first day we met, I knew there was something different about you. And I am so glad that eventually we got close to one another.”

After that, Jacob finally took in a deep breath before turning his direction back to you, which made you gulped for a second. “I think it wouldn’t be fair for me to not give you a proper response to your confession to me, no?” 

Oh, god. It’s here. “S-so…what are your thoughts, Jacob? Was the song okay?”

“Y/N. It was far beyond just okay. It was a masterpiece, and I loved how quirky you are with the lyrics. It was something else, but it suited my taste.” 

As he finally intertwined his fingers with yours, he inched his face closer to yours until they were centimetres apart. 

“I accept the proposal, Y/N.” He smiled.

“Y-you…you do?” You asked weakly as if you were already not melting enough from the tension and heat. 

“Will you give me a chance, Y/N?” There was this glistening in his eyes, and he looked exactly like Puss in Boots from the animation that both you and Yujin loved watching when you were kids.

“If you’re ready to deal with me, of course,” you stammered. 

He gave you the biggest smile before pulling you into a warm embrace. “More than ready, Y/N.” 

As you sunk into his embrace and took in his scent, you rested your chin upon his shoulders and stayed just like that briefly before Jacob broke off the hug and gently grabbed both of your shoulders, his eyes now landing on your lips. 

“May I?” 

Without giving a proper answer, you immediately shut your eyes, indicating that it was a yes in your books. Jacob chuckled at that for a while before leaning in to give a peck on your lips. 

The sweet moment was then ruined by a ruffling noise coming from behind as both you and Jacob turned towards its direction. Sure enough, you found your cousin Yujin emerging from one of the trees with her phone in hand, recording the whole session. 

“Now, that is what I call a successful indirect confession!” She exclaimed. 

“Miss Ahn Yujin don’t you even dare—” you quickly threatened her before you took off running towards where she was, and she did the same but ran away from you instead. 

“You will be sleeping on the streets tonight!” You yelled.

“Try me, Y/N!” She replied. 

Jacob watched as the two of you began chasing each other around the park, and he couldn’t help but giggle as he laid back and propped one arm on the bench, just admiring everything about you. 

“Little did you know Y/N, that you also got me thinking nonsense about you all day every day.”

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Temptress. ||Drabbles-NSFW||

Reader x Genshin Men

WOAh! Whats this?! a post???? Must be a dream looool anyway, So yea, no idea where this sprouted from, but they're small drabble length scenarios that have floated around in my head for literal months, so I decided fuck it might as well just write it all down, I like to think of whore like things about the men in Genshin sooo, why not just do some drabbles of reader being a whore with several of 'em lmao some may be longer than others/more detailed, some may be more focused on reader truly being just a pet/whore but in a way all the men do sorta I guess, care, for you lol in their own, uhm, personal ways, in fact some may even come off as more fluffy smut than smut smut as I am probably gonna edit this as I'm writing so, yea, also it may not contain all the boys as well... there is a lot of them now and trying to cram it all in for all the boys is kinda difficult now lmao however hope you like whatever this is lmao also Merry Christmas~ - Mod Diluc.

Diluc

Mondstadt was now silent, the night sky had made its arrival and it being a weekday an all even the city of freedom had to follow some basic rules; which was simply sleep because you have work tomorrow, duh. Not a single soul was to be found strolling the streets anymore, well, except one... "Damn you, woman." Okay, two.

Your hands was pressed against the cold surface of the darkened behind of Angel's Share, one of the last establishments to close so late at night, most of the customers inside, drunk or tipsy had already began their dizzy wobbling back to their homes, all, except you.

You had stubbornly refused the whole night to move from a certain stool at a certain table, in full view of a certain red haired man at the bar, constant threatening glares from his crimson fire eyes did little to warn you and wave you off, you remained sat, smug little smirk an all.

And thanks to your little rebellion of not leaving it costed said man that owned Angel's Share a rather unfortunate amount of potential paying customers, which to his obvious position made him rather, angry.

So as a show of how frustrated you had made him all night; being the sly temptress that you are, licking your lips, stealing glances, blowing kisses, hiking up your foot against your other leg to give him a full on showing of your lace panties between your thick thighs that barely remained in your black stockings, you were now bent over, hands pressed against a building, being pounded mercilessly by the red haired man, Diluc Ragnvindr.

His trousers hung down loosely around his waist, his hands having a vice grip on you leaving you no room to even wriggle, your cheek had began to hurt from being pressed against the bricks outer layer for so long. The slapping of his hips meeting yours were echoing more than he'd like, he had a reputation to up hold after all, so with that in mind he bent down over your arched back and pressed his clothed chest against your back.

One hand remained against your thick and curvaceous thigh as the other slithered up past your belly and under your blouse to where your breasts sat confined.

"Stubborn slut." His voice was laced with a certain venom as his slender fingers groped into your breast, kneading the flesh as he pulled himself even closer to you. His words of degradation did nothing but spur the fire in your burning core, if he truly did hate you that would hurt, but when fucking you it sure felt like he did, and it felt good.

He began to practically hump and rut into you from behind now, squeezing your thigh and using it as leverage to force you back onto his throbbing cock with every thrust, the wetness of your slick coated him nicely and allowed him to thrust with blissful ease.

"So damn wet, aren't you?" he spat through gritted teeth, his hand slapping your thigh before squeezing it hard as he continued his pace.

"Should finish with you and leave you begging, then maybe you'd get it through that whore mind of yours to stop interfering with my business just because your hungry for some cock!" He growled lowly, the threat almost sounding genuine, you whimpered softly and shook your head.

You lust ridden and dizzy glare back at him with such a pleading look didn't work on him anymore, but beg or not he would never actually leave you high and dry, he was just too, soft, for such a cruel act.

With every thrust your legs faltered in their strength, he really was big, and thick to add to it and the way he angled and piston into your hips left no room for you to even breathe, but he is right, you were so hungry for this, for him, no one gets you off as well as he does, such a talent he possesses. Maybe if he didn't do such a good job you wouldn't always crawl back for more.

A drop of sweat fell from the red haired mans face as he remained hunched over you like a wolf mounted atop it's bitch, grunting and growling with anger mixed with now sexual frustration.

This had already been going on for far longer than you could remember, your brain becoming too thoroughly fucked out to care anymore, then your eyes widen, just as you was about to cry out in ecstasy a hand grips strongly round your mouth, two fingers sinking past your lips and capturing your tongue.

"Silence, slut, I don't need Mondstadt waking up to the sounds of a needy whore." The man behind you spoke in a low husky tone right at your ear as he continued to mercilessly pound you through your orgasm into overstimulation and possibly another orgasm.

"Feeling good, Hmm? Tsk." He bit your ear lobe, hard, and began to suck on it roughly as his pace quickened and you could tell by his insistent throbbing he was about to-

With a low groan you felt it, hot and sticky coating the backs of your thighs and legs as a guttural growl left him. Then you felt him tear away from you as if you was too hot to touch right now, afraid to get burnt and consumed by your feverish neediness.

Turning around with a slight pout you didn't get to reach a second orgasm he merely scoffed as he pulled his trousers back up and fixed himself instantly, as if he hadn't just abused your now dripping hole for the past what? Thirty minutes?

He already began to turn away from you to walk back around and go back inside Angel's Share to properly finish locking up, and as he did he spoke in a monotone voice.

"I'm warning you Y/N, Don't do that again." and with that he disappeared like always after these fun little encounters you had with him.

You pulled your panties back up and neatly pushed your skirt back down and over your now sticky thighs and giggled licking your lips. His 'Don't do that again' merely meant, 'same time tomorrow.'

And tomorrow you would be back for sure.

Kaeya

You closed your eyes and calmed your breathing as best as you could, focusing fully on your task at hand; to not gag. But that proved difficult when Kaeya Alberich, Calvary Captain of the Knights of Favonious had his rather thick and long cock buried deep down your throat.

There you sat, between his thighs under a table in Angel's Share, nestled away from public eyes, barely. You couldn't complain however, since this had been your idea right from the start, when the silver tongued devil before you actually for once wasn't in the mood to fool around, solemn look on his face you'd decided you didn't like such an expression on such a pretty face.

You ignored his tired refusals and weak attempts to move away or grab your head and stop you, but silly Kaeya, he's played this game before with you so much now you know all his buttons to press and flick, and it started with a simple kitten lick to the top of his weeping head of his cock that he tried to act wasn't already hard from the moment you'd sat down with him in the tavern.

"Such a... naughty girl." he spoke softly, as to not drawn any unwanted attention, luckily he was on the upper floor, which was normally less busy anyway, but still, it only took one peek to see your knelt down self gagging and swallowing on him like a hungry hound.

You rubbed your tongue on the underneath of his shaft and the man above you hissed gently, clenching his fist on the table before bringing his other hand down under to roughly ball a fist of your hair into, yanking your face flush against his base leaving you to jerk slightly and gag ever so slightly.

"Watch it princess." is all he gave as a warning before releasing your hair and allowing you to pull away and catch your breath as quietly as possible, though you couldn't help the smirk that crept onto your face, you loved when he treated you rough like this, putting you in your place, sometimes you thought maybe the pirate actually had grown a soft spot for you, his favourite little plaything.

Having caught your breath you gave no warning prior before sucking him back down all the way to the base causing him to now jerk, the mug of Death After Noon nearly slipping from his grasp, his furrowed his brows and slammed the mug down, looking around he saw he was the only one up here with you right now, good.

He fisted your hair again and yanked your head up out from under the table, you blinked a few times as the light dangling from the ceiling burned your vision from having been under a dark table for so long, face flushed and lips puffy and wet he merely examined your face before drawing closer.

"Stop testing my patience today Y/N, you will not like the end result do I make myself clear?" You looked up into his lust filled but suddenly dangerous icy cold glare in his blue eye and nodded licking your lips slowly, he brought his other hand to your face and slowly rubbed his thumb along your swollen bottom lip, a gentle hum of approval emitting from him.

"Open." is all he said, to which you obeyed, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out.

He smirked at your obedience, he remembered how nervous and shy you first was when suggested such acts with you, my how you've grown into his perfect cock toy.

He then spat into your mouth with almost a look of disgust but you'd grown use to his domineering stare during such moments, all it did now was turn you on, you closed your mouth and swallowed it happily which he then smirked at, tugging your head up and giving you an ice cold stinging kiss that left you breathless before dropping your head back down below the table.

"There's my good princess, now, back to it Y/N" he said as he took another sip of his favourite drink after a long days work, with his pretty little princess helping him unwind, such a good life to be living.

And there you sat back between his thighs and sucking deeply on his pulsing cock, thinking the exact same thought, such a good life to be living.

Childe

Oh god, make it stop, archons have mercy on me please!

Your pleas fell on deaf ears however, you'd given up begging the tall, lean ginger that sat knelt behind you for mercy hours ago, resorting to the archons for a saving grace now. The slapping sounds resounding all around the room, the room that reeked of nothing but sex and sweat now, how many times had you cum? how many times had he cum again?

Your muscles ached and wept inside for just a moments rest, but they weren't anywhere near as sore as your insides where, and your dripping abused sex, the squelching as his thick veiny length continued to endlessly thrust in an out, your slick, and both of your mixed releases becoming immensely perfect lubricant for his ongoing assault at your insides.

His pace hadn't wavered in the slightest since he'd first tossed you on this bed, your final resting place it was starting to look like however, your head drooped down, your damp hair sticking to your shining sweat coated skin and pooling around your neck and shoulders, one arm coiled round your head in a petty attempt to keep you propped up, the other bent behind you and pinned to your lower back by one of his strong hands, long fingers determined on a goal keeping your hand and arm prisoner.

"Ch- Childe please, 'm... so ...c-cl-" a sudden smack to your rear causing you to yelp and cut your own sentence off, moans immediately breaking through after as his thrust get even faster. As if he was trying to damn you into oblivion by his cock alone.

"Ajax, milaya (dear), told you so many times before." he sounded hoarse, rough, but so damn sexy, the manly grunts and growls seeping from his lips as he selfishly slapped into your behind with each frantic thrust left you speechless, and nearly breathless too.

"A- Aja-ax! Please, I am about to c-" a sudden grip to your chin and a demanding tug forced your silence and sights to look behind you, the sight almost made you cum alone, a beautiful dusted shade of pink across his cheeks, his auburn hair dishevelled and unruly, lifeless ocean eyes drowning in lust and greed with a soft shine of sweat glistening off his skin, his jacket nearly fully discarded now as it drape on his arms already having slipped from his shoulders, his toned and muscular chest and abs constantly coming into view as his jacket lay open.

"Then cum, little zayka (bunny)" he gruffly commanded and that was your undoing, crying out in a plea, pleasure? You truly didn't know at this point, but it hit you, so damn hard and fast, your whole body convulsing against your will as you came for the Nth time today, his hand caging yours finally let go and slithered up tightly squeezing your shoulder, somewhat steadying your shudders and shivers as your body became victim to another hard orgasm.

Pushing with force he broke your weak attempt of propping yourself up, falling flat into the mattress now that was utterly soiled with too many bodily fluids to decipher at this moment. Your cheek pressed into the softness as you felt the weight dip either side your head, opening your glossy and dazed eyes you saw one of his hands, the one still confined in a glove pressed flatly into the mattress beside you.

From above Tartaglia now looked ready in position to start doing push-ups, one of his many basic warm up exercises in the early morning. However the only difference now was he wasn't out in the morning chill, but in a stuffy and stagnant aired room above a quickly melting minded woman that he enjoyed watching fall further into damnation.

"Good, good girl, so obedient for me aren't you?" An almost sadistic smile crept onto the gingers face as he loomed above you like a lion above its dinner, he breathed in deeply through his nose, a deep guttural inhale that left him shakily exhaling as he was becoming intoxicated in all that was you.

Soft whimpers is all you replied with now, you were slipping so fast into madness, your body hurt, it stung with aches and soreness, it begged so dearly to have rest now, but it couldn't deny the gut twisting pleasure that kept being forced onto it, your mind was torn and confused and left you more lost than when this all started, you found it easier to just stop thinking now.

"So beautiful, perfect." he murmured to himself, you'd not had guessed it was about you until you felt dotting caresses to your head and cheek that felt entirely out of place right now. He was petting you like you were some magical creature that he'd nurtured back to health and grown a sense of parenthood for, it felt uncanny to his normal flirtatious playboy style void of any deeper meaning.

With a slight reposition of balance you felt his thick length wedge deeper into your battered insides, reminding you of your situation. How did it get this way? All you remember now as hazy as it was, is you merely saying you felt you had no purpose in this world anymore, having retired from your assassination workforce, realising you no longer had a calling, for your call was always to be the sirens song of death to others, with no victims left to sing too, you were left abandoned. A performer with no audience, on a stage barely intact anymore.

You couldn't decipher the look on his face back then as he went silent, an eerie shadow of ominous tension exuding from him after the words left your mouth. Within mere seconds he had you naked and forced onto the bed in the shared room you both occupied, common occurrence for you both whenever you crossed paths, you had an ongoing fling with him after all. But he'd never been this intense with you before, sure he always fucked you good and proper, with that scary unending stamina of his, but this felt far more goal orientated than ever before now.

A sudden deep chuckle from him dragged you back to the now, as if he too had been lost temporarily in a deep trance, now back with full clarity he'd yet to enlighten you on, but you felt it was about to be shone on you no matter what your protests could've, if it even existed, been.

"You never were a little zayka (bunny) were you Y/N? No, you kill too easily, show no remorse for something innocent like that, but you're so sly, stealthy even, that sharp witted tongue as stinging as your knives that claimed so many lives, no, not a zayka (bunny) at all, but you know what you are?" He sounded so, serious... strong, possessive.

Before you could question his motives for this speech and demand a conclusion his thrusts suddenly started up again, this time slow, painfully slow, but deliciously deep and hard. Rhythmic slapping of your rear as his waist slammed down into you with full force now, his position allowing him to sink deeper and deeper inside your warmth. You began to moan loudly, desperately as he reached new depths within you. Feeling his weight press down into you as he laid almost on you now, his arm slowly slinking round your neck as if getting you into a headlock ready to strangle.

His teeth nibbling against your earlobe as he pants hot bated breaths beside your flushed cheek, so close, so hot, his smell, his weight, him, so much to take in...

"You're my malenʹka lysytsya (little fox), you're mine, all mine, always will be mine, now and forever milaya (dear)." His voice now a husky hot whisper against your ear, cheating entirely as he knows how weak in the knees you become to him using his native language to pet name you and praise you, you began to know what some of them meant, having him repeat them so often to you, it was bound to happen, but that... whatever he just said? 'malenʹka lysytsya' you'd never heard that one...

As if reading your mind he let out a soft chuckle, far too innocent and full of boyish charm for what he was literally doing to you right now. "It means little fox Y/N, bunny doesn't suit a killer, but a hunter in the shadows whose mastery lies in stealth and deceit, fox suits you perfectly, don't you think?" He asked it so nonchalantly as if he wasn't balls deep inside you right now, literally keeping you under him in a tight grip.

You blinked to try clear your vision, but blurry it remained, tears constantly swelling from painful yet blissful overstimulation to your abused body now. He was a harbinger, he was ruthless in battle and an expert with his weapons, and he seemed to dance that dance well, to avoid death, for your first meeting with him was purely because you'd been commissioned to off the young Harbinger. What a joke that ended up, duelling him when he easily caught you trying to stalk him in the shadows, fighting you was capable of, but the element of surprise was your best weapon and he'd disarmed it instantaneously.

Having fallen to the floor and accepting bitter defeat you awaited the sealing blow that was to end you, fully aware of what this work entails if you're to fail, but it never came, instead you felt a hand slink into your own and yank you back up to your feet, amused and lovestruck lifeless blue eyes gleaming back at you. That is how it started, in return for not killing you, you became, friends with benefits, often meeting up with each other when stressed and wanting a way to get out, at first it was just him summoning onto you, but when you grew to like his company and after a certain night where he became nothing but a selfless giver fixated on making you almost die from pleasure, you concluded this wasn't such a bad alternative, plus he was attractive obviously and somewhat... well, ... likeable.

You moaned again loudly as you felt him begin to thrust more harder and faster into you now. Splitting you apart inside and making home in your deepest most intimate places, you felt it, the buzz of another orgasm building, you loved it, but dreaded it all the same for it was becoming ten too many now.

"Come back with me." you heard his gruff voice beside your ear again, your head being forced to remain still as he rutted into you hard and fast. You continued to moan and blinked several times, did you hear that right?

"Y/N, be mine, come back with me, to my homeland, Snezhnaya. You have no reason to remain here anymore, or anywhere, the only place you're ever going to be needed is with me, by my side, in my home, be mine, become a mother to our children-"

"A-ajax?! children wh-what?!"

"Come now little lysytsya (fox) after how many times I have came inside you tonight, you really believe you aren't getting pregnant?"

"I can just go to BuBu Pharmacy and-"

"Over my dead body."

He began to pick up pace now, frighteningly so, drawing your orgasm horrifically nearer at breaking speeds. What had gotten into him?! more importantly what had gotten into you? Why did the sound of becoming his woman and bearing his children sound so inviting to you all of a sudden?

"Sl-slow down A, Ajax... I am gonna c-cum again-eng..."

"Let's, mmh, make a bet then my beautiful milaya (dear), last longer than me, and you're free to go, but if you cum before me, that is your eternal promise to forever holding loyalty to me and me only, and becoming mother to our beautiful multiple children." He chuckled gutturally as he finished having seen the red flush spread like wildfire over your cheeks as you became insanely embarrassed at all these far too loving and endearing promises to what is suppose to be mindless sex only! Wait a fucking second, Did he say multiple children?!

You growled out in a broken and shaky agreement to his proposal not that you had any choice but too from your current position, with that he beamed a far too overly energetic grin before piston slamming into you. Deep, so damn deep and hard, so fast too, dear archons above you wasn't gonna last for shit, why did you even think you could?!

Like clockwork he began to mutter praises into your ear, breath hot and hoarse, coaxing your orgasm closer every native word he rolled off his tongue. It was useless because with in only a few minutes and some perfectly deep angled rolls of his hips you melted and fell apart beneath him, moaning out loudly and shuddering aggressively yet again, your orgasm rattling you entirely, his grip around your neck never did cease.

"Good, gooood girl, my good girl, you hear that milaya (dear)? You're mine now, forever. Sucks to lose, but man do I love always winning." So cocky, you tried to groan but it came out a garbled whimper as your orgasm was still wrecking havoc on your poor body. Then the final straw snapped your sanity as he let out a deep groan finally cumming in you, letting his thick white ropes of seed paint and smother your insides, filling you to the brim yet again, he was right- you were definitely gonna be pregnant after this.

You felt so thoroughly fucked now, so dizzy, tired and exhausted, you felt the tempting blanket of slumber beginning to wrap around you. That and he was fucking you into unconsciousness at this point, he didn't stop thrusting, albeit he'd slowed down a bit, became softer, but movement was still apparent within him as he rested his head between your shoulder blades, panting deeply and heavily.

Finally releasing your head you dropped on to the mattress instantly and you heard him chuckle softly, warmly.

"Rest milaya (dear), you'll need it, it is a long trip back to Snezhnaya, rest." And you couldn't help but obey the order for it sounded too sweet to refuse, as you began to rapidly drift off into sleep the last coherent thought in you mind was; you wouldn't mind having a boy as your first child.

Ayato

Smack!

A loud moan erupted from your lips as your bare ass jiggled and your skin rippled down from the initial contact.

Smack!

Again you moaned loudly as you were sure the cheeks of your ass were becoming red raw now.

"What are you?" A stern voice bellowed out above you.

You sniffled.

Smack!

You moaned.

"What are you?" The stern voice repeated, sounding more serious.

"I- I'm sorry!" You whined out through pained sobs. You ass stinging something beyond comprehension right now, and your slick growing more by the second between your thighs.

"That's right, and why are you sorry?" The voice continued to bark out questions demanding answers.

"Be- beause-" you sniffled again finding it hard to find your words.

Smack!

You moaned out again and attempted to wriggle free from the Lords lap only to have him grab you by your neck and keep you forced bent over his knees.

"Now you try to escape your punishment for your little outburst too? Insane to think it possible with me young lady." Lord Kamisato growls as he deftly shoves two of his fingers into your soaking and unsuspecting sex.

A wanton moan escapes you as he finally gives attention to where you've been dying for it the past forty-five minutes. He curls his fingers constantly in a come hither motion, pressing against so many of your sweet spots that he was far too privy of now.

He tuts and then stops his actions as soon as sees you melting into it too much. You whine but before you can continue your pitiful protest he shushes you loudly.

"Silence, focus your mind Y/N, this is a punishment, remember that. Don't you dare cum unless I say you can, do I make myself clear?" He groans lowly awaiting your response.

You do not want to agree, you know if you do he will edge and tease you for hours, but this is the price you pay for calling him a stubborn man child in front of his subordinates and colleagues, and practically humiliating him in front of people he tries his best to keep reputation upheld with.

Smack!

You moan out again as he roughly curls his fingers inside you and slaps your ass again, ignoring your sobs and broken garbled moans.

"Do I make myself clear!" He hisses it at you now and for once you actually realise you may have gone a step overboard with your games on the young Lord's patience this time.

"Y-yes sir!" you sob out and inhaled deeply.

"Prepare yourself Y/N, I am not going easy on you this time. Time you learned your place, maid."

||Special Guest Appearance|| Wanderer

"Brat." The young small looking boy spat the harsh words out from under you, and not because you was topping, absolutely not. He had you on top, faced away from him, but his pelvis was suspended up by the balls of heels as he slammed up into you, lifting and slamming you back down, like you was nothing but a toy to him.

He was mostly intact, his clothes still on just his cock springing out from the top of his shorts to impale into your quivering sex. You however was a hot sweaty mess, clothes half hanging off, your breasts on display bouncing with every hard slap up into you and your bottoms long since thrown along the bedroom floor somewhere.

You continued to moan, tears falling from your eyes, it was starting to hurt, you just wanted to cum so bad now... but every time you felt close-

All movement stopped. You couldn't help but let out a soft sob as you felt your high slowly dissolve painstakingly away. Why must he be so cruel? Sure, you may have been teasing him a bit too much today but this was borderline torture of the sickest degree now, and he says he's a changed man, bullshit.

Suddenly just when your breathing had gone back to normal he picked up pace again, hard, fast and deep, continuous thrust up into you as he pulled you down onto him. Starting the build up all over again, you shook your head as you slightly sob-moaned out, so happy for the pleasure building again but distraught knowing he's only going to leave you hanging yet again.

"Tears, tsk, pathetic." he scoffed sounding completely undisturbed from the exertion on his body as he continuously thrusted up into you in such a position. For a man of such short stature he sure did pack a lot of muscle behind those garments, his fragile look was merely a trick to the eye, a trick he revelled in using to his advantage.

It worked on you like a charm after all, for you never would expected to be in the predicament you're in now just from making some light jabs about him being a 'scrawny puppet.' But as much as you hated to admit it, he sure did excel in having devastating strength and power, remaining half suspended in the air by just the balls of his heels; while slamming you up and down into his throbbing length like a flimsy dummy.

But you had zero time to fully praise him on his outstanding physique, for, he gave little to no care toward the torture and abuse he currently was thrusting into your own this very moment. How he managed to keep himself perfectly angled to reach all your sweetest spots inside was true sadism, for he did it not to help you reach your climax, merely to have you teetering on the precipice only to coldly drag you back.

You squeezed your eyes shut and shakily inhaled before holding your breath, a poor and futile attempt to force focus elsewhere, anywhere but right now, right here with him. If you could just think of nasty things and frightful occurrences maybe you could detour all of this-

"Cute." You heard him gruffly scoff from beneath you, still sounding entirely unaffected through this entire situation, from the smug snicker that slowly seeped from his voice you dreaded the fact that you knew, he knew, what you was desperately trying to do right now. That you were trying to will his sultry siren moves on your body out of your senses, ignore the singing melody of deceitful promises to hold your hand and lead you above the fluffy clouds you found yourself stagnant and forever floating in, to that white static of buzzing euphoria.

You were simply trapped in purgatory, made to feel all the delicious tremors and shudders that attacked your body from all angles, but denied that mind frazzling release. It was seriously starting to drain you of energy, your sanity dwindling in his truly unforgiveable grip, that he had so tightly locked around you, your very being right now.

"Said some hurtful things to me Y/N, puppet or not, still hurts my feelings ya know~" his voice mockingly rose in pitch as he feigned a pout, the sarcasm that dripped from every word like wet paint down a wall, too viscous to dry in time, it made you more angry than anything else now, how he lectures you and now taunts with your dwindling sanity at a time, like this.

"Y-yea? Well it's probably b-because you're a puppet that you cannot g-, g- get me off, in f-fact, can y-you even c-cum yourself r-robot boy? Psh." You spoke through shaky breaths and wobbly gasps, your voice wavering continuously as you did, you sounded far from threatening, more winded and void of any air in your lungs, but hopefully you'd irked that blown out ego of his.

All movement stopped, not abruptly, more so it died down gradually but still rather fast, which was odd given you hadn't reached the very peak of your climb to climax yet, did he slip out of tune with your own body just then? Assuming you'd gotten close when you hadn't, not so smart after all is he, hmph.

"I see." A low thrumming growl seeped from the boy beneath you, the words so quite you only heard them because no movement was being made anymore, it sounded like the words were meant for him more than you however, but that was proven wrong when in the blink of an eye and a gust of cold wind you were swirled round, back laying flushed against the soft mattress beneath you, the boy now above you, caging you in.

"W-wanderer?" Your voice was barely above a whisper as you saw the dim glow of something dangerous spinning in his dark purple eyes, he said nothing in response, merely lifted his head to grab his hat and for once carelessly drop it to the floor, he treated that hat like a second appendage, such unnecessary respect for the item, so seeing him so careless toward it now left you lost for words.

You hadn't even noticed he'd pulled out of you until you felt the glorious burning sensation of him pushing back inside you, your slick so plentiful he slipped back in with ease, for the first few inches at least- wait, there was more!?

He kept sinking deeper, deeper and deeper, kept go-ing, oh! Now having bottomed out in you entirely, reaching unfathomable depths within your moist spasming walls, it dawned on you how much he'd held back on you, how much he'd spared you from right now, and every time that had ever been before, he refused to ever fully strip, refused to ever let you see him naked or even glance at his what from feeling alone now concluded was a clearly thick and massive length.

Always remaining mostly dressed and concealed from your sights you'd never gotten to see his actual size, so you never would've guessed he was so well endowed. But you sure as fuck were feeling it now as it bulged inside you and kept you spread apart for his unimaginable girth that throbbed deep in your very being now.

So deep he was that the slightest thrust he made had your eyes rolling back and your eyelids fluttering, mimicking the way your walls fluttered in a pleasure wracked frenzy around him as he did.

"Can't get you off, huh?" He repeated your words back to you, not that you could in anyway respond now, your brain slowly frying what coherent sanity you had left, your vision blurred immensely but through the onslaught of swelling tears in your eyes from the scary pleasure that pulled you deeper down into the abyss, you could see his smug smirk staring down at you, how easily you unravelled your needy whimpering self beneath the porcelain doll now, no more bite in you, nothing but broken submission.

During your hazy dance in ecstasy your hand weakly lifted up and absentmindedly stroked through his indigo hair, soft and velvety in your touch, your hand dropping to gently cup and stroke his cheek a few frail times before dropping back down, a rare act of tenderness from you indeed, between the pair of you it was always sharp sarcasm and primal lust is all, but your eyes were out of focus, somewhere, far, far away, so it was a shame you missed the dazed expression of disbelief in the dolls face as he glared down at you, his look almost akin to warmth and softness toward you.

He didn't press on the matter, he decided he'd let you have that one broad move against him, not that it mattered, nor would he let it happen again.

His soft gaze as brief as it was, was then replaced with a deadly determination instead. "Don't you worry Y/N, I can cum alright." He punctuated the words with a deep intrusive thrust somewhere inside that he really shouldn't be able to reach let alone remain embedded in, a wanton moan ripping from you as that thrust alone reeled you into a sudden shudder and buzz.

"And how deep." he sneered the response out after watching your face contort and morph into so many beautiful faces for him to see, how pretty you looked finally shutting up and taking his cock in its fully entirety, how he'd always wanted it to be. He despised you'd got under his glass skin, made him, feel, for you, not that he'd ever admit it to you, but now he had the perfect reason to keep you by his side, always.

"I'll have you drunk on my cock in no more time, Y/N, besides, you're not bad on the eyes and I've revealed too much to you to ever let you go now, so congratulations Y/N, you just got upgraded to my personal cum bucket."

As you felt your climax ruthlessly climbing up and ready to burst at the seams, what he was saying didn't matter anymore, in fact... you rather enjoyed the sound of it.

||Special Guest Appearance|| Pantalone

The sounds of scribbling pen against paper echoed through a nearly empty hall, the source of the sound coming from none other than Pantalone's office, in the headquarters for the Harbingers. That and, a low buzzing vibration from a dildo that was wedged deeply into your dripping sex as you sat on the sofa legs spread eagle.

Face flushed pink as you moaned and mewled, your juices constantly dripping out causing vulgar squelching sounds, the room positively reeked of your musky scent, and maybe a year ago this would've killed you from embarrassment but now, it just fried your already sex addled brain further into the dark desires of bliss.

There he sat, Lord Pantalone, comfortably behind his desk scribbling away on documents and spreadsheets, securing further details, data and funds for the Fatui and her Majesty the Tsaritsa. A swift nonchalant push of his glasses back up the ridge of his nose where they'd momentarily slipped down and sip of his black coffee is the only extra movement he made before going back to work.

You continued to moan and whine as you thrusted the vibrating dildo continuously into your aching core, you'd been edging yourself for nearly three hours now, his orders, and you would be a fool to disobey, not that you ever wanted too; not after his last punishment anyway.

In a way you had asked for this, acting so needy to him and distracting him from his very important work, you should've known better, silly girl. But then again he cannot be mad, you're just a Fatui secretary after all, you'd not a clue how to run such errands he must do daily, but still, respect is key to this man and you'd shown none of it while wagging your ass around his office and speaking in a seductive manner all day.

You could feel the orgasm tipping over the edge yet again, right at your peak, your moans picked up in tone and your legs began to shake, your vision finally going blurry for the Nth time this hour, so close, just a bit longer-

"Stop." You heard his voice clearer than the ringing in your ears of your nearing release, a pitiful and needy whine escaped your lips as you reluctantly pulled the vibrator out from your now twitching opening that was completely slick with your arousal.

"S-...sir pl-"

"Did I give you permission to speak?" He quickly interjected with an all too kind sounding voice to which you slowly shook your head no.

"Mmh, then pray tell, why are your lips moving and why is there sound coming out?" He looked up at you now, that sinister grin on his face like always, to an outsider it seems warm, charming, welcoming even, but to those who know this man, it is merely a mask, almost unremovable like its part of his attire now, to always, be, smiling.

You opened your mouth about to speak but something about his aura made you shut your mouth again, that smile, though he hasn't moved, hasn't changed expression, didn't even raise his voice, you felt deeply in trouble and scared all over, so you remained dead silent.

He simply flared his nostrils as he sighed out slowly, almost humming gently, his smile still there, as he stood from his desk and stretched slowly, the crack of his arms, back and legs an indicator to how long he had been seated today, too long, for even his liking.

He glanced out his window and saw the night sky had blanketed over Teyvat now, perfect he mused to himself as he clapped his hands together in a pleased manner which only made you sink further into doubt and fear. To which he soon clocked onto fast.

"Oh my sweet flower, why so scared hm? You act as if I plan something disastrous, come now." His voice was so smooth, almost like butter, but behind that honey woven voice lay poison and you knew it. You loved it.

He beamed a more genuine smile at you now unable to hide his amusement as he walked around his desk to his cupboard of- well archon knows really, no one is ever allowed to see inside there, period. But you heard it, the slight jingle, and you swallowed down thickly, fear settling in with a pulsing sense of excitement too.

As he turned your eyes fixated on it instantly, the pink dog leash and collar with a baby pink jingling bell that had 'Flower' carved in cursive over it, it was all yours, he so happily said the day he showed you it, bought it custom made just for you! Lucky girl!

When he sat you on his lap that one lonely dark night, asking what your favourite colour is, and your favourite hobby, you didn't think saying pink and picking flowers would have led to all this, but here you are, and deep down, you were happy about it now? Maybe he finally had broken you in, because all you ever wished was for his appraisal now, approval and attention, much like a dog.

He clicked his finger and aimed his index toward the floor by his shoe, and you knew what that meant, you began to slowly close your legs to make your attempt to get off the couch but his tut and sigh stopped you.

Looking at him, collar spinning round his long slender index finger, that had caused you to orgasm more times than you can remember now, his foot tapping impatiently you suddenly realised. Still afraid to speak you spread your legs back open for his full viewing pleasure as you stuck the dildo back in and switched it back on.

Now with a constant muffled buzz and your small whimpers and moans as you slowly crawled over to him he smiled and hummed once again. Placing the collar round your neck and clipping the leash like a cherry on top of a cake he stood back up.

"Good girl, such a precious flower you are, now come, let us go for a walk, you have been showing too much energy around here recently and it is becoming rather distracting, best we fix that now." With a curt tug of your collar followed by a jingle of your bell you began to crawl behind him slowly out his office and into the cold hallway that laid barren and silent.

You are his good girl after all, and as much as he adores seeing you like this, he would much rather keep it to his eyes only, that is why these calming walks only happen at midnight, when everyone is asleep, or away.

See, he does care.

||Special Guest Appearance|| Dottore

You don't know what he'd injected into you, but it made you horny, fast, desperately so, the moment the needle left your skin your body set itself ablaze with a hunger and desire that threatened to consume you in seconds if you didn't find any sort of friction to ease your burning coiled tension inside.

Falling to your knees and clutching at your stomach as it warped round your very muscles and brain and began to make your mind spin till dizzy, wanting The Doctor to just fuck you then and there, you weakly tugged at his coat, to which he joyfully hummed in response as he set the empty needle down.

"Yes? What is it Y/N." he asked all too carelessly for your liking right now.

"N- need you..." you could barely speak now, you didn't wanna waste time talking! Just wanted him fucking into you good and proper.

"Need me? My dear, you'll have to be more informative than that, need me for what exactly?" His grin only widened, his sharp canines on full display as he peered down at you, not that you could see his eyes, but the way he wore that beak like mask certainly made him look like a bird of prey zeroing in on its prey; you.

"T-touch me, pl-please..." you whimpered, begging with all your might, you could already feel your slick pooling in your underwear, it felt hot, uncomfortable, unbearable.

"Oh I'd be more than happy too dear, if you swear your loyalty to me, now, and not that insufferable man." You knew who he meant, for it was your higher ranking officer in charge of your unit, Sir Capitano.

Il Dottore has had his eye on you for so long now, and ever since finding out you would be working for the knight he has clearly shown his anger to it, demanding your Captain hand you over to him to which he would always refuse before continuing with his day.

"Such a needy little brat, aren't you" The masked, blue haired man hummed down at you, creepy shark toothed grin an all. You merely mewled in response however as you continued to hump yourself shamefully against his leg and shoe.

You didn't think that offering to help Sir Dottore once with his medical report that it would lead to this, being drugged into a raging intoxication of desire and want. Rutting against the mans shoe like a horny rabid animal.

"I won't offer my shoe to you forever dear, so either swear loyalty to me now or leave my office at once." The threat alone had your heart tightening in embarrassment and worry, there was no way in Celestia itself you would walk out here like this!

You wanted to remain loyal to Capitano, you really did, but the drug became too much, your brain had long since lost to it, your body even quicker, you just wanted this man to do all sorts of unspeakable things to you now to relieve you of this burning inside.

"Fine! I- I hereby swear my undying loyalty to you Sir Il Dottore!" you cried it out sounding far more needy than you'd ever heard yourself before.

"Good, good girl." he never did drop his scary grin as he was swift with his actions of bending down and scooping your sweating weak body up and laying you out on his desk, almost like a patient about to undergo surgery.

"That stupid monster, he never did know how to treat such a beautiful specimen, I will open your eyes to wonder you never would've known existed my sweet girl, my loyal subject." he spoke with an eerie tone of endearment that you would've normally found distasteful but now, hearing such beautiful promises set your insides ablaze even hotter.

It took record time for Dottore to have you naked on his desk, nestled between your thighs, his trousers now loosely hung round his lower waist, his thick veiny erection rubbing and pressing against your hot, achy sex that was coated in your slick arousal, desperate to feel him fill you up.

"Close your eyes my beautiful subject, allow yourself to sink into the mind destroying pleasure, that I your new master, and much more generous leader is going to suffocate you in." it sounded like a promise, but also a threat but it also sounded just, so fucking good and you wanted it bad.

When you closed your eyes you heard an animalistic growl leave the man, your obedience seemed to further boost his crazy ego but it probably meant a better thorough fucking for you, so ego boost him all the way man!

When you felt him slowly push inside you, spreading you open and filling you all the way deep inside, till his base press flush against you, you shuddered hard and couldn't help the mind breaking orgasm that simply rocked and cascaded all over your body like a mini seizure. It frightened you almost with how intense it was and all he'd done was enter you!

You heard a dry chuckle from Dottore now and then his deep husky voice.

"Dirty girl, enjoy it, because there is so, so much more from where that came from, you're not leaving here till all you know is the feel of me, and my cock inside you, little slut."

The sudden name calling only fanned your flames of want, and the promise of more of those scarily intense orgasms made your stomach flip inside, yea... you think you can get use to serving Dottore instead now.

[yandere-sins]

Prisoner #002

a/n: I cut off your question at the end, but you did everything right, just maybe for the future try not to space out the ask so much, it’s a little impractical for me since it takes up a lot of space. You can condense your request, that is perfectly fine with me ^-^

Fandom: Genshin Impact     Pairings: Yandere!Prisoner!Childe x GN!Reader Warnings: Yandere, Sexual Content (Flirting, Kissing, Grinding, Dub-Con Activities, Innuendos, Nicknames, Mention of arousal, Hickies, Childe being a little too horny for the reader, Mentioning of sucking someone off, Rewarding actions with sexual acts, Mentioning of gore-y sex, Forced Relationship), Violence (Too many death mentions, Childe is a serial unaliver, Mentioning of gang activities, BLOOD MENTION, Mentioning of wounds, Biting, A fistfight, Talks about dismemberment and torture, Threats, Childe is a little crazy), Long post, Swear words

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"Woah there, Sunshine!"

Of course. It was just your luck that running from one psycho forced you into the arms of another, his hands covered in scars as he wrapped them around your arms, holding you in place with too much ease for your comfort. Your face still hurt from crashing into a wall, trying to dodge the fist swinging at you the moment the guard left you alone with your new roomie who was definitely out for more blood after killing your predecessor.

Luckily, you had picked up some skills here and there, running from various other people before you were finally caught. Some may think identity fraud was just being a scammer or a credit card swindler. But to you, it had always been so much more. You stole IDs from dead bodies to make another gamble with a new life in a new city, convinced gangs and police that you were on their side, and when it became too much, you ran, hid, and assumed a new identity, took the money out of the hands of people that trusted you, and started all over again.

It was fun as long as it lasted, but this man holding you in an iron grip was the first indication that your fun was about to end.

His eyes scanned over you, and catching his gaze, you felt a familiar cold shudder run down your spine. It was the same reaction you always had when looking into the face of a killer. You had met people like him before. Lifeless, empty husks that could only be filled with blood and the screams of their victims. Nothing else moved them anymore. Only with violence would they revert back into a human, cruelty the only thing that could rattle these bones.

You had always hated the enforcers of the gangs you met, their presence enough to kill the mood real fast. They were amongst the creepiest people you had to deal with, even though they only bothered you when your identity scam came to light. It was never even personal for either of you. Just a boss that wanted to see you dead, and the enforcers going to great lengths to achieve that, always just one step behind you. They had no pride, joy, empathy, or understanding to share with you.

"Let go," you demanded, this one not being someone out for your head yet. If he was any bit like the others, he'd have no business with you unless someone asked him to put your head on a silver plate. That could become a problem in the future. However, he surprised you with a smile on his face, masking his lifelessness under fake playfulness that you didn't expect from such a person.

"Sure thing if you give me a name."

"A name?"

Whose name? Yours? Did you even remember your real name after all the identities you had worn over the years?

"Why would I give you my name?"

Lips curling into a grin, you jerked away when he let go of one of your arms, but he merely chuckled as he reached for your face instead. Still caught in escape mode, your instinct was to keep fighting him, your frantic mind wondering how one person could be so strong when you were throwing your whole body into a backward movement. But when he finally gripped your chin, pressing his thumb into the left corner of your mouth, you flinched. Hard.

"I'm not asking for yours—yet. But you gotta tell me whose face to bruise if you want me to take care of the person that hurt you."

Pulling his hand away, you saw the blood inking his fingertip. But just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared under his tongue as he licked it off, your gut clenching in disgust. "My cellmate," you pressed out through clenched teeth, feeling yourself grimace while you couldn't look away from this guy. He definitely looked exactly the same way as the killers you met before. However, this one here seemed to still have some sanity left to act on his own devices, which was perhaps even more dangerous. "I don't know his name."

"That's fine. You can just tell me which cell it is."

"Wait, what? I'm not going back there! I'd rather-- Hey--?!"

You were wholly unprepared for this red-haired, blue-eyed monster to pick you up with a gleeful laugh before announcing, "Off we go!" as he walked back in the direction you had come from.

"Let me down!" you screamed, but he just kept chuckling to himself, restraining your kicking legs with an arm wrapped around them, and you could feel his head shaking against your thigh.

"And miss the show? I don't think so. I don't think so..."

His last repeat was a mere whisper, but you could hear the ominous grin in his voice. You had no idea what he was going to do, and looking at him, even while knowing how strong his grip had been on you, you didn't think he'd have much chance against your cellmate, whose build was so much more bulky and resilient. And now you were brought back to the hell hole you ran from.

Caught for the first time in your life.

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You thought you had seen it all.

Fights, blood, death.

But it was nothing compared to the sight before you.

With his bare hands, this spunky bastard made a puddle out of your... former... cellmate. There wasn't much to say aside from what ended up on your floor could have been a body... or minced meat. He didn't leave the fight unscathed, receiving some mean blows as he punched your roommate into a groaning mess, but perhaps the most disturbing thing about it was the never-ceasing smile on his face. He was definitely having fun.

"Hah..." With a satisfied sigh, the lunatic straightened his back and rolled his shoulders, letting his neck pop on each side as if he had just done a good workout. It had looked much more like a dance of death than anything else, captivating and yet too gruesome to look. Then, he turned to you. At the first sight of the fistfight, you should have gotten a grip and ran away, but with the crowd that had collected outside your cell door, standing silently as they watched one of theirs getting beaten into a pulp, it had been almost impossible to leave.

No less because, for some reason, you couldn't take your eyes off your unlikely protector even when blood disgraced his boyish features. The excitement that had come over him was fleeting, changing his eyes back into a much duller color until they found you across the room.

Brightening up again, he took a few strides towards you, and you held your breath, pressing into the wall in your back, almost fearing you were the next one experiencing what excitement meant to this maniac. However, before he could reach you, his expression changed, scrunching into what seemed like pain. He fell forward, catching himself by smashing his arm into the wall above your head, holding himself just inches away from you.

The position was almost suave if not for his free hand gripping his side as the pain manifested even stronger on his face, though he tried to mask it, once again, with a smile. "How was I?" he asked, and you were too stunned to understand his question. Splatters of blood had covered his front in a lot more red than even the orange of his overalls, and though he was clearly hurt, he was asking you... how he was?

"Did I do a good job avenging you?" he chuckled, apparently reading you like an open book.

Your eyes darted over to the worse-off prisoner, and you gave a half-hearted nod, feeling somewhere between disgusted and impressed. "Nevermind," the guy in front of you said sharply, snaking his arm around your neck. For a split second, you caught the emotionless eyes of a killer on him again, but when you met his gaze with yours, they almost changed back to those of a human.

"Help me to the infirmary, will you?" he asked, lowering his voice so not everyone could pry into your conversation before putting on a mask quicker than even you could and grinning over the pain. Well, you didn't plan on staying in your cell anyway, and another glance at the beaten prisoner on the floor confirmed that you'd rather not be here when he was found.

"Sure," you agreed, allowing him to shift his weight on you while you turned to the door. The crowd of onlookers let out soft murmurs and gasps but immediately stepped aside. You were surprised for a moment, remembering the same faces having ridiculed and mocked you just minutes ago when you had entered the prison. Of course, they weren't showing respect to you, but that thought only came to you much later.

"And your name," the man hanging on to you for dear life demanded chipperly. You glared at him from the corners of your eyes, but he gave you a surprised expression as if to say, "Why not?"

"It's [Name]," you finally relented, your own name leaving an icky feeling on your tongue. You discarded it for so long, only hearing it again at your trials and now having to hear it from your own mouth. "What's yours?"

He let out a wolf whistle which you glared at him for, but he only laughed about your attempts to intimidate, clearly not taking you seriously. "Call me Childe," he replied. Childe, the man with no fear, grinned from ear to ear as you nodded in acknowledgment, helping him drag his body to the infirmary.

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"Thanks."

It was just a short, somewhat awkward showcase of thankfulness from you, but when you finally settled Childe on a clean bed with fluffy white sheets in a room cleaner than anywhere else in the facility, you had had enough time to realize he really stuck his head out for you for no reason. All of a sudden, you felt bad seeing him beaten up like this, groaning as he leaned back into a soft pillow, looking pretty pale by now. The way to the infirmary hadn't exactly been challenging, but he seemed very worn out by now, which you couldn't blame him for.

"Anytime, Sunny." Nevermind, he was back to grinning the second he heard what you said, looking no day past his prime as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. Charming.

"Don't call me that."

"Aww... and here I thought we were getting closer."

"That's not even the point--"

"AJAX! What did I tell you about getting into fights?! Don't come here after getting your ass kicked--!"

A booming voice interrupted you, and you snapped around, alerted, only feeling Childe's fingers wrap around your wrist when he pulled you closer to the bed. Your eyes met those of a tiny, old woman, having no bedside manner, apparently. However, when she saw you, she stopped ranting even though it sounded as if she was ready to let down a tirade of reprimands on your savior.

"It's good to see you, too!" Childe laughed awkwardly, and you felt his grip tighten a little, drawing your attention back to him. He caught your gaze head-on, not even inclined to look at the nurse that had just come in. She huffed, and it made you feel like you—as the reason for this visit—were the one at fault.

"He tried to defend me," you spoke up, giving him a nod, signaling you had his back. His lips parted, surprise dashing over his expression, but the nurse spoke up before he could add to your words.

"Don't try to lie for him. He constantly gets into fights. When he sees an opportunity, he takes it."

For some reason, that stung. Up until now, you had thought he was some crazy guy getting mad on your behalf. However, if her words were true, you had just been an opportunity for him to fulfill his violent tendencies. Way to go, feeling special and then getting crushed again. The you—the real one—you currently were simply wasn't that remarkable of a presence. That's why you had always preferred to be anyone but yourself.

The nurse proceeded with some tests, pushing into his abdomen until Childe was hissing and doubling over, and giving him some pills to swallow before patching up some lacerations you hadn't even seen under all the blood from the other guy. You watched, unsure what you could do to help. At some point, Childe slipped his hand into yours, allowing him to squeeze it when he felt pain, but he never did. He only held it, gently so, occasionally playing with your fingers when he answered the nurse's questions.

"Stop getting into fights," she warned him, wagging her finger at him. "I don't want to see you here anymore and take up my beds and time, you villain."

Watching her go, you whispered, "She's feisty," after she left, too scared to say your thoughts out loud.

"I know, she's great," Childe replied, moving around until he felt more comfortable with his position.

"She called you Ajax."

For the first time since you met him, he didn't reply to you wittily. He didn't reply at all. Shifting on your seat next to his bed, you checked if he had fallen asleep, but his eyes were wide open, unblinking as he stared at the ceiling. "So she did..."

His head turned back to you, these unreadable, dead eyes scanning you up and down until they landed on your face, his gaze softening a little when you cocked your head to the side questioningly. "I go by a few names, but you can call me whatever you want. Childe, Ajax, Tartaglia, Baby, Beloved, Daddy..."

"Okay, stop it," you huffed, pinching his forearm playfully, unable to hold back the hint of a smile dancing across your features. However, he winced at your touch, and you jumped up, hovering above him and intending to apologize for hurting him. But once you stood above him, his mischievous grin returned, and you rolled your eyes, realizing you had fallen for his trap.

Not letting you go this quickly, he cupped your face, his smile remaining even though his expression grew serious. "You defended me," he mumbled, thumb tracing your cheekbone as he followed the movement with his eyes. "No one ever did that before."

"Defend you? Back with the nurse?" you questioned, unable to believe that no one would have ever stuck up for him. "What about your family, didn't they--?"

"No."

His answer was as brief as it seemed truthful, brows furrowing in what seemed like a mix of anger and betrayal. "That's rough, Ajax," you mumbled, feeling bad for him. Sure, he was the strangest stranger you could have thought to encounter in these damned halls, but even if he chose a very bad way to solve problems, he did it for you.

Seeing your concern, he lightened up, giving an easy-going shrug to ease your mind. "They weren't a fan of my arrest. But that's my fault for not being more careful and getting caught."

"Caught doing what?" Did you even want to know?

"Cutting up the bodies of people who... got in the way."

Sighing, you should have anticipated that kind of answer by now. It was your own curiosity's fault for asking.

"Sheesh," you blew out, and his expression turned from chipper as he talked about dismemberment to worried.

"Do you hate me now?"

You had met a lot of people in your life. Living so many different lives, you were bound to meet a new set of faces in every new role you jumped into. But by method of elimination, Childe was definitely the weirdest of all of them. He could be violent, heartless, and completely detached from reality in one moment, flirting and laughing the next, and then turn into a punished puppy without so much as a warning.

"I'm... not sure. I don't think so, no."

"I beat someone up for you?" he tried to incite, and honestly, you couldn't help but laugh as he attempted the eyebrow wiggle again, failing miserably.

"That's true. I guess you are pretty... nice. In your own way. So, no. I don't hate you."

A bright, sparkling grin captured his lips, making him look childishly excited about what you said. "That's good! Really good! Remember that for after what I'm going to do now."

"What--"

Next thing you knew, he pulled you down, pushing himself up to kiss you. Too stunned to react, you stood there, eyes wide open, while you felt his tongue press through your lips, the unpleasant taste of blood spreading in your mouth. And then, as if to fit you to him, he bit down, lavishing in your soft lips being mauled with a blush on his cheeks. The pain made you jolt awake, and you tore away from him, clasping your hand over your mouth. At least, that was your attention. The reality was his fingers tangled in your hair, not allowing you one inch away from him.

"You bastard--" you hissed, only to get interrupted by his eyes turning lifeless again and his voice a calm, collected whisper, only meant for your ears.

"Do you want to get out?"

"What?"

"Do you. Want to. Escape."

Hesitating, you stared into these dead blue eyes of his, wondering what might be going on in this crazy brain. "What if I do?"

He grinned.

"I know a way, and you can help me with my plan. I know you have experience in becoming someone completely different when needed. Together we'd be unstoppable. The brain and the brawn."

"Why should I trust you?" There was honestly nothing that would have made Childe trustworthy, even after you sympathized with him on occasion. He said he had a plan, but without hearing it, you had no idea if it was even worth your time. Much less if he wasn't a damn snitch trying to butter you up so the court could turn your sentence into a much harsher one.

"You know I have family. I am desperate to get out and leave this craphole behind. I've been here far longer and did much worse things than you could ever imagine. No one will touch you when they think you belong to me, and we can make it out without interruptions. Look, I am so desperate, I'll even team up with a nobody like you. Isn't that proof enough?"

He didn't have to word it like that, making an unnecessary dig at you, even though he had a point. And even with his eyes dead like a fish on a dinner plate, his voice sounded nothing like a deceiving lure just to betray you later.

"Let's try it then. What's the plan?"

Oh, he liked the sound of that, his grin spreading further. "Kiss me," Childe instructed, and you felt your facial expression derailing into disbelief.

"No!" you complained, keeping your voice low even though he rolled his eyes as if you were the dramatic one.

"You want them to believe you're with me? Better give them a show they can't deny."

"No one can see us here!"

"They want you to think that. Didn't you see the cameras?"

You knew you couldn't look away from Childe's eyes, or else the plan would be over before it began. "And why are we pretending in front of the guards?" you grumbled, still not very on board with his secret "masterplan."

"I can only keep you safe because they are all afraid of me. Besides, guards have rats. Rats spread rumors like the pest. Historically proven." With another sly grin, you felt like he was mocking you by now.

"I hate it when you're smug like that."

“Ah-ah, remember? No hating me.”

"Just your smugness."

"Well then, kissing me shouldn't be so hard."

"Fuck you," you hissed, leaning forward to sink your lips into his.

"Feel free when you feel like it," he mumbled into the kiss before returning it even more passionately. He pulled you further and further on top of him until you had to sit on the bed by his side. Only then did he finally stop restraining you, hands wandering down your body until they gripped your hips.

You wouldn't lose, you promised yourself. Whether this was a necessary point to make to anyone or not, you accepted his challenge, allowing him to help you further up on the bed and climbing on top of him, straddling his thighs, and digging your fingers into his side. Childe hissed in pain, opening his eyes to glare at you. Now it was your turn to grin. Instead of retaliating, however, he urged you to bare your neck to him, deciding to sink his teeth into the skin there instead of your lips.

A moan escaped you as he suckled the spot, leaving his mark on you, and you couldn't help but grind your hips into his, causing the same reaction from him. You two were like fire and water, incompatible. But you were making it work, one way or another.

"Will you two stop! What are you? Horny teenagers?!"

A familiar voice finally snapped you both out of your showcase of competitive affection, and you clambered off his lap quickly as the nurse stormed back into the room. Feeling very ashamed, you were at least sure this was enough showcasing to proceed with his plan. "If you feel good enough to fuck, get out of my infirmary!" she scolded Childe, and he raised his hands into the air, slowly getting up while trying not to agitate his wounds. Holding his hand out to you, you hesitated at first before taking it, his fingers immediately entangling with yours as he hummed, satisfied with your reaction.

"Thanks for patching me up!" he chimed as he hurriedly led you out of the infirmary, and you bowed your head briefly to the nurse before disappearing through the door. However, no one awaited you outside. It was only you and Childe who wasted no time pulling you around a corner.

"I think we're good, no need to continue," you mumbled, pushing him away as he caged you between his arms.

"What? You think I'll stop after that show inside?" he scoffed, and you felt your mood tipping over from barely accepting his menace into disgust.

"Well, we're partners. Don't you think you should give me at least a tiny bit of respect?"

"Oh, I will when the time comes."

That wasn't the answer you expected. Humming in approval, you nodded, believing what he said a little too quickly. His grin couldn't mean anything good. You had learned that by now.

"You defended me and joined my escape plan, but I need one more thing from you."

"What is it?" Slowly, he was getting on your nerves.

"You still need to reward me for my 'help' in your cell."

"You mean for beating someone up who tried to punch me? Thanks... again."

"That will not nearly be enough."

For a moment, silence raked through the sparse space between your bodies. You were almost too scared to ask, knowing how unpredictable he was. "So what--"

"You can start on your knees."

"You are not serious."

Fingers wrapping around your throat, your air supply was immediately cut off as he gripped tightly. His lips hushed over yours teasingly as you gurgled for dear life, raking your nails over his arm. But Childe didn't care much for your antics, not even when you could feel the pressure starting to affect your senses. He only ever tightened his hold, never releasing it.

"Don't forget who's doing you a favor," he whispered, kissing your lips with gentleness unbefitting of his whispered threats before letting out a longing sigh as he relished in your taste. You felt his thumb grace down your neck, over the spot where he bit you before his nail dug into the flesh right there, pressing until it drew blood. "You've been sweet so far, but you don't want to find out what happens when I lose interest. Got it?"

There was no room for you to nod, but you hoped he could read it in your expression. "Good," he sighed after torturing you for a few silent seconds more before releasing you. You hadn't even noticed that he had lifted you from the ground; only now that you were falling to your knees, coughing and spitting up drool, did you realized how badly you had underestimated his madness. What kind of deal you had made with the devil right in front of you.

His body still caging you in, he leaned over you, pressing your face into his crotch. You felt a sickening throb behind the fabric as he gripped your head from behind, raking his fingers through your hair before pushing you against him. "Be nice, will ya?" Childe asked, and you wanted to scoff, but your body only shuddered, too afraid to offend him now. "I took care of your problems and even allowed you to join my plan. I deserve this, [Name]."

"Please..." you croaked, and Childe hummed in surprise. Sheepishly, you looked up at him, searching for his gaze through your lashes. "Not here... please."

Breathing out a moan, Childe's hold on you grew soft, his hand patting your head instead. Next thing you knew, he leaned down, hoisting you into his arms until you could wrap your legs around him. You definitely felt him flinch, but even if he was hurt, he didn't seem to care.

"Anything for you if you ask nicely, Babe. Let's go to my cell instead."

"Wait! What about your cellmate?"

"I can poke out his eyes and ear drums before taking you on his bed while he bleeds out next to you if you'd prefer that. Didn't take you for such an adventurous little thing."

You knew he was joking. Right? Maybe not...

"I don't have a cellmate," he clarified after watching you gulp, trying to hold down the horror that had built inside you from escaping you.

"Killed that guy, huh?" you chuckled wryly, slowly getting behind this guy's psyche.

"You're finally getting it," Childe hummed, grinning. "I can't wait to let the whole prison hear you scream my name, Sunshine."

"Why does it feel like this is no longer for show?" you whispered, your gaze drifting longingly down the hall to the infirmary, a place that had seemed so cozy and safe while it felt like Childe was dragging you down into the cold darkness that was your reality.

"You tell me, you are the brains of us two."

It never was.

Even when you didn't say it out loud, Childe grinned, reading your mind once again. "Right on the money, Baby."

"Are we still escaping?"

"Why, of course! I want you to meet my family. But I'll have you proof to me that I made the right decision first."

"A decision about what?"

"Not killing you when you ran into me."

You gulped again as you realized all of this could have gone a very different, very drastic way instead, if not for Childe somehow deciding he wanted to take revenge for you. "So why didn't you?" you hissed, suddenly overcome with anxious anger at this situation. What else did you have to lose? He was already kidnapping you and forcing you into a plan only he knew of, and you were almost sure that he'd force you into a lot more messes than just this one.

Stopping in his tracks, Childe let you down, cornering you against the wall in your back. You felt cell bars press into your shoulders, not having noticed you two had already gotten back to the cells. A short glance around confirmed your whereabouts until Childe gripped your chin, focusing your attention back on him.

"I liked the way you looked while bleeding. Then I liked the bite you had when talking to me when no one else dares to speak like that to me anymore in this prison. Then you defended me."

"Wow, so I did everything wrong, eh?"

"Wrong? Oh, no, Darling. More like, you did everything right."

Leaning forward, Childe kissed you again, moaning against your mouth as he felt your teeth graze his lips, relishing in the feeling of your unwillingness to indulge him. Pressing his body to yours, you felt his cock straining tightly against his overall, pulsing with need and only getting hotter as he ground it against your thigh.

"Because I'll get the reward I'm owed first, and when I'm done with you, you'll thank me for all I do for you with the rest of your life."

[lunar-wandering]

scatter!

apparently watching the windara arc gave me enough energy to write the mini boboiboy x genshin crossover i'd been meaning to write for a while-

Word Count: 3k

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Halilintar opened his eyes to a wide open sky above him.

He blinked, slowly. This was definitely not where he was before, if he remembered right- Remembered. Remember. He had to remember, he couldn’t forget- he was separated from the others right now, he could not allow himself to forget-

He had to find the others.

In a bright red flash, he pushed himself to his feet, getting his bearings as fast as he could.

Huh. The surrounding buildings here were a little odd. Had he been teleported to another planet or something? …He couldn’t remember what he’d been doing before he woke up. That wasn’t a good sign. That wasn’t a good sign at all. But… this place seemed nice, at least. Maybe he could just chill here for a bit, maybe find some people to tell him more about what in the world was going on here? There was probably enough time that he could have a short conversation or two with some people, just enough to get the information he needed-

Aaaand those were balloons attached to that building. A lot of them. Now that he was noticing it, this entire place did have a sort of carnival like theme to it…

Halilintar stared at the balloons in silence for several moments.

Screw the information. He had to leave this place immediately.

~

Taufan was having fun.

He wasn’t sure where he was, but the whole place screamed of wind. The sheer power boost he was getting here was nearly comparable to the one he got on Windara!

Taufan bit down on his lower lip to keep himself from bursting into manic laughter. A few small chuckles still managed to slip out. He couldn’t help it- being here was just so- freeing! It was almost like he didn’t have to care of if he slipped up and turned into-

Beliung.

Taufan froze mid-flight. Slowly, he brought himself down closer to the ground.

Suddenly, this didn’t seem so fun anymore…

“Oh, hi there!”

Taufan startled, whirling around to see someone dressed in green waving an arm at him with a small smile.

“What’cha doing all the way out in Windrise? Practicing?” The dressed in green person who felt like the wind didn’t even give Taufan the time to answer before continuing, “Ah, but it’s getting late- come, I’ll take you back to Mondstadt!”

Taufan found himself unable to argue, silently following the other, staring at him in suspicion- until the feeling of freedom and fun slipped back into him, and he was doing circles in the air on his hoverboard, rambling off any joke he could think of to the stranger as he followed them down a worn down walking trail.

~

“Oh, you’re finally awake!”

Gempa shot up into a sitting position at the unknown voice, mind whirling. How long had he been asleep? How long had he been split? Were the others okay-

“Woah there, calm down.” A hand was placed on his shoulder, and he glanced up to see a woman with long blond hair crouching down beside him in concern. “You were knocked out cold when I found you- you don’t want to make any injuries you may have worse. My name is Navia, tell me, do you remember your name?”

“…It’s Gempa.” He stared at her with hesitation.

“Alright, Gempa.” Navia stood up, then held out a hand to help Gempa to his feet as well. “Do you know why you were passed out in an alley?”

“I can make a few guesses.” Accidental teleportation via power sphera being the main one. He had a vague memory of some form of portal- and he did not like that the memory was vague. That was never a good sign.

Navia started talking about some form of restaurant just around the corner where they could get a bite to eat while they figured out Gempa’s situation, and Gempa, despite just wanting to get out of there as fast as possible to try and find the other’s, hesitantly agreed.

~

Blaze slowly sat up.

Directly beside him, Ice did the same.

They stared at each other, and then at the strange building they’d found themselves in, the both of them noticing that the place smelled strongly of tea.

Neither of them could remember how they got here.

“…This is bad, isn’t it.” Blaze said. Ice nodded silently in agreement. Blaze let out a groan, flopping back onto the floor, before rolling over, extending his hand out to Ice. “Pinkie promise to not start a war this time?”

~

“Hey there! Woaaaahhhh, your hat is so cool, it’s no wonder Nahida calls you Hat Guy! Oh, and this part of it is so dangly- so cool!”

The Wanderer was given absolutely no warning as Thorn crashed into him, hugging him tight. He struggled for just a brief second, before succeeding in shoving Thorn away, a gust of wind accompanying his action.

“Get off of me!” He hissed, before crossing his arms. “What are you doing in the Sanctuary of Surasthana?”

“Double cool, you’ve got powers just like Taufan!” Thorn seemed to have either not heard the Wanderer’s question or was choosing to completely ignore it. “Though, you’ve got the personality of Halilintar, kinda… Are you some new fusion between the two of them? And nobody told me about it?”

“Fusio- what in Teyvat are you talking about?” The Wanderer asked, thoroughly confused at this point. Thorn opened his mouth to answer- and then shifted gears to stare at something behind him.

“Oh, what are those?!” He didn’t waste a second in running past the Wanderer, who whirled around to find that Thorn had summoned some vines and was now swinging after some Aranara.

The Wanderer stood there for a moment in absolute silence, watching as Thorn swung around. Then, slowly, he turned to Nahida, who was standing off to the side with a small smile on her face. Slowly, he let out a tired sigh.

“Bu’er. What nonsense is going on this time, and how do I make sure I’m not involved in it.”

“You’re already involved, I’m afraid.”

“Oh for fu-”

~

Solar should really, really, be using his teleportation ability to hunt down the others right now.

Really, he should. He knew the consequences of remaining split for too long full well.

…But he was also sure that, even if the other’s succumbed to the memory loss, he himself could probably hold on for a lot longer than them, so him taking a bit of time to learn a bit of the history of the strange area he’d ended up in would probably be fine…

~

Navia seemed pretty nice. Still though, Gempa wasn’t sure if he should really give her the full details of his… situation. He’d given her a base explanation that he’d been separated from his siblings and needed to find them, which was true enough, but…

The more she insisted that he wait a day to rest before heading out to try and find them, the more Gempa started to wish he’d just outright told her about the other half of the story. He didn’t have a day to waste.

Still though, he couldn’t seem to find a way to break away from her as she showed him around the nation she called Fontaine. Not a place that Gempa could ever remember hearing about before- which didn’t really say much, considering, well, the amnesia that would eventually sink it’s claws in him, and that was already making some things slightly hazy.

Gempa was starting to consider the idea of using his abilities temporarily trap Navia within a stone circle and run off when a bright flash of crackling red light caught his attention- just in time to see Halilintar fall backwards into the fountain Navia had named the Fountain de Lucine mere moments ago.

“This is not what I meant!” Halilintar yelled, his entire body crackling with red lightning as he stood up, wringing the water out of the bottom of his shirt.

“Halilintar!” Gempa didn’t hesitate to run over, ignoring how Navia briefly tried to reach out a hand to stop him. He skidded to a stop beside the fountain, reaching out and pushing Halilintar’s hat up a little in order to better see his face. “Are you okay?”

“…Tch.” Halilintar batted Gempa’s hand away, reaching up and pulling his hat back down to hide his face again, muttering something under his breath that sounded like “at least they didn’t send me to Thorn”. Gempa let out a relieved sigh. The lightning element was fine.

“Um, Gempa, is this… your brother?” Navia sounded… confused. And a little worried- oh. Halilintar was still doing the red lightning thing. Yeah, Gempa could see how that might be a little strange to someone who’s never seen something like that before.

Gempa quickly elbowed Halilintar in the side, silently telling the other to knock it off. Halilintar at the very least seemed to clue in, the crackling electricity vanishing in an instant, leaving him looking less like an actual scary threat and more like an angry wet cat.

“Yep!” Gempa purposefully ignored Halilintar’s grunt of protest as he threw his arm around the other’s shoulders. “One brother down, five left to go!”

~

“I’m hungryyyyy. Do you guys have any food? Oh, I could go for soups, or cakes, or sandwiches, or chocolate, or-”

The Wanderer sighed, resting his head against the wall behind him. Did this kid ever shut up? It’d been hours, and Thorn kept rambling on over this and that-

Thorn was glowing.

The Wanderer sat up straight instantly, alarm shooting through him as he took in the way Thorn’s eyes and hair had started to slowly glow green as he continued to ramble on about food. Some small vines and flowers had started to grow around him. He glanced over at Nahida, checking to see if she saw what he also saw- only to see the same alarm and concern that he felt present on her face.

Ah. This was definitely not good then.

The glowing was getting stronger.

What exactly was he meant to do in this situation?

Before the Wanderer could even begin to attempt anything, there was a sudden loud crack of thunder that had him flinching- followed shortly after by a red flash.

And suddenly a hand was gently whacking the back of Thorn’s head.

“Owie!” The glowing stopped, Thorn effectively snapped out of whatever state he’d been in. Thorn spun around to the person who had appeared behind him. “What did you do that for Hal- oh! Halilintar! I finally found you!”

Thorn didn’t waste any time in hugging the other. Halilintar stumbled for a moment, clearly caught off guard and thrown off balance, before he forcibly shoved Thorn away with a strained “Get off of me!”.

Wanderer had to blink away a sudden strong sense of deja vu. He could just sense Nahida staring at him. He chose to ignore it.

Halilintar had yet to notice anyone else in the room, having one hand placed on Thorn’s face, keeping him an arm’s distance away from him.

“Found us, huh?” Halilintar said, “It’s more like we found you.”

“We?” Thorn looked around- “Oh! Gempa’s here too!”

He scampered away from Halilintar- which had the lightning element not so subtly breathing out a sigh of relief. Thorn’s hat tilted to the side as he wasted no time in jumping into Gempa’s arms, who laughed a little as he caught him.

“That’s two!” Gempa gently fixed Thorn’s hat for him, before setting him back on the ground. “Were you nice to the people here?”

“Yes sir!” Thorn gave him an unnecessary salute. “I was polite! I didn’t even talk that much!”

Wanderer’s eye twitched. If talking ceaselessly for hours was this kid’s idea of “not talking much”, he’d hate to find out what his idea of actually talking was.

~

Solar teleported exactly one half of a second before Halilintar’s hand closed on the space where he’d been just moment’s before. Halilintar, having not been able to reach his target as he had predicted, stumbled a little, only just barely regaining his balance before he could fall over.

“Nice try.” Solar said, from his position of standing on a nearby roof. “But I don’t plan on leaving until I finish these books- the history of Liyue is so fascinating, did you know that this is where the money of this planet was created- agh!”

While he had started rambling, vines had snuck their way up around him, and had quickly tightened, causing him to drop his book as he squirmed, trying to break out. His fingers briefly flickered with light, but-

This was a crowded city. He couldn’t use his abilities in a place like this.

“Thorn! Let me go! I’ll buy you some candy-” His attempt to bribe the plant elemental was not working, if the way he was suddenly being dangled upside down was any indication. “Oh c’mon-”

“Sorry! Gempa already bought me candy!” Thorn said, grinning. Gempa, beside him, crossed his arms, a small smile on his face.

“That’s three.” He said… and then the smile on his face faded, as he remembered what Nahida had told him about the other nations before they had left Sumeru. “We don’t have the time for your curiosity right now, Solar. We’ve got to get to Mondstadt.”

The ‘freeing winds of Mondstadt’… Nahida had said it as a compliment to the nation, not as a warning, but considering that the tier three wind element was still highly unstable… if Taufan was there… well, it wouldn’t spell anything good for the nation, that’s for sure.

~

“Well, that’s four, but…”

Wind shifted nervously, whistling innocently as the other four elementals openly gaped at him.

“Why… why are you in your tier one form?” Solar and Gempa said in sync. Wind winced.

“Ahaha… well, there was an… incident.” Wind avoided eye contact, knowing that the other elementals were currently making a very accurate mental guess as to what exactly the incident was. “Wenti over here uh. Is holding on to my power for me?”

Venti gave the group a wave from where he was floating in mid-air, a ball of blue and teal anemo energy glowing in between his hands. Gempa sighed, though he couldn’t deny the sense of nervousness that came over him from the idea of someone, anyone, being able to ‘hold onto their powers for them’. That concept had never ended well for them before…

“It should be safe to give him the rest of his power back now, sir.” He eventually said, watching carefully as Venti landed on the ground. “The rest of our elemental presence should be enough to keep him stable here.”

“If you say so.” Venti shrugged, “But man, that was scary! One minute he’s just a happy go lucky kid, the next he’s cackling like a maniac and pulling out hurricane level winds! Normally the only person at risk of causing hurricane level winds around here is me! Also, almost getting sliced by an axe was not fun. Zero out of ten, would not recommend.”

Still, he opened his hands, and the elemental energy flowed back into Wind, turning him back into Taufan with a soft blue light.

“Haha! That’s so much better!” Taufan spun around for a moment, and then paused, looking at Venti sheepishly. “Ah, haha, sorry about the axe, Wenti…”

“Ehe, no real harm done. …Also it’s Venti, not Wenti.” Venti said, placing his hands on his hips- only for Thorn to catch his attention by pulling on the edge of Venti’s cape. “Hm? What’s up?”

“Your whole glowy thing is super pretty!” Were the first words to come out of Thorn’s mouth- before he shook his head, seemingly refocusing himself. “Uh- but we were wondering, if you’d heard anything about our other two brothers?”

“I could ask around… why do you ask?” Venti’s eyebrow rose as he took in how the whole group suddenly seemed nervous. “Surely, it can’t be that bad-”

“The longer we’re separated, the higher the chances are of Blaze and Ice starting a war.” The five elementals said in unison. Venti blinked.

“Ah. I suppose that is pretty bad.”

~

Shockingly, by the time they got to Inazuma, Blaze and Ice were not at war.

There was however, a lot of charred grass and patches of ice strewn around, so it was plainly obvious that things had gotten close.

Blaze and Ice themselves were sitting in the middle of the chaos, a tall lady with long purple hair standing in front of them-

And then Blaze noticed the rest of the group.

Immediately his face broke into a blinding smile, and he nudged Ice awake, grabbing him by the arm and dragging him over to the others.

“And that’s five and six.” Gempa breathed out yet another sigh, a lot of the stress finally leaving his body now that all the elementals were in the same space.

“Man, what took you guys so long, me and Ice were starting to think we’d gotten left here alone, y’know!” Blaze said, hands on his hips like he was reprimanding them. “We almost started a war we got so bored- the Saiden Rhogun stopped us though… She started telling us stories- about the myths and herself- most of em were pretty boring though, Ice kept falling asleep-”

“My name is Raiden Shogun, boy. I do not understand how you keep forgetting.” Ei said, joining their small group with an air of suspicion. Halilintar returned said look with his own glare, though he subconsciously took a step back.

She felt like lightning.

“Oh, right, the forgetting! Uh- we need to recombine!” Gempa held his hand out- then paused. “Uh- maybe lets all sit down for this- Boboiboy will probably be affected by how long we’ve been apart…”

The rest of the elementals agreed without question, and Ei watched with confusion as they all glowed with a faint orange light- before six of them vanished without a trace, merging into one boy- who immediately swayed to the side, collapsing onto the grass.

Ei stood perfectly still for a moment, shock coursing through her veins. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like the boy was unconscious, as he groaned pressing his hands against his face, muttering something about now having to figure out a way back home- before he paused.

His whole body flickered with red lightning, and suddenly Halilintar was back, gripping onto Ei’s arms in a split second. She made to ready herself to fight, but-

“You put yourself into a sword?!” Halilintar all but shook her, what she could see of his expression under his hat one of pure distress. “Willingly?! What is wrong with you?!?!”

Before Ei could even think of a response, the boy was gone in another flash of red light, leaving her standing alone in the charred and iced mess of an area.

~

Halilintar practically burst through the door of the Sanctuary of Surasthana.

“Ah, you’re back!” Nahida said, “I take it you’ve recombined, then?”

Halilintar stared at her wordlessly for a moment, before his body flickered, and Boboiboy took his place, stumbling a little from the sudden change.

“Ah- uh, yes!” Boboiboy cleared his throat, “It’s a little hazy, but, I think you told Thorn a way we- I, could get home?”

Nahida gave him a gentle smile.

“I’m still working on it! But don’t worry, what Thorn’s memories showed me is more than enough for me to make a way home for you, it’ll only take a few more hours.” She said, “I would tell you to hang out with the Wanderer, but I think he’s had more than enough social interaction for the day…”

To the point he’d locked himself inside of his room, actually. Nahida knew better than to force him to be social after he’d spent his energy dealing with Thorn earlier.

“Ah, that’s okay.” Boboiboy said, sitting down on the floor, leaning back against the wall. “Um, if you don’t mind, would it be alright if I… slept, here?”

“It’s perfectly fine.” Nahida stepped over, gently placing her hand on top of Boboiboy’s. “I’ll ensure you have a nice dream. By the time you wake up, your way home will be waiting for you.”

“…Thank you.”

[senanatheskenana]

Genshin Guys’ Voice Line About Your Death

Kaeya

“What... No- that can’t be right... There must have been a mistake- i’ll go and ask jean myself, im sure she’ll put our worries at ease. No, im not in denial, i-i just think you’re wrong! You have to be.“

Diluc

“I’m still not completely at peace with their... absence. The winery is far too big now and i find it hard to sleep at night without them. But i try my best to keep going for them. It feels marginally better now that i’ve avenged them.“

Venti

“I almost took their form but once i looked at my reflection i found it too painful. I don’t want to be constantly reminded that everything i love leaves... i dont want to move on, i want them back... “

Albedo

“It’s already been a week. Most people would experience a decrease in grief by now. And yet i feel just as horrible as i did when i was first told... I see their face in every drawing, and hear their voice in every storm- it’s torture. “

Xiao

“I don’t wanna talk about it. It feels like if i do i’ll explode. You can join me, but please don't ask me about it while we walk. I don’t want to think about what i’ve lost...“

Tartaglia

“You know, i never thought i’d ever find someone as perfect as them... I fell in love, I brought them to my family... And now, i have to tell them that (Y/N) is never coming back again.“

Zhongli

“I came to terms with the deaths of my friends. I learned to accept the things that cannot be prevented... And yet it still hits me like a landslide and i feel myself being buried alive by my grief. I’m still not sure if i want to pull myself out.“

Kaedehara Kazuha

“Many people believe that once you die your spirit will take the form of a bird. I always promised that when i died, my soul would follow (Y/N) wherever they went in the world. I can only hope their soul will find me soon... Oh, would you look at that, it’s a dove, what is it doing all the way out here, i wonder.“

Thoma

“You know sometimes i still make two plates at breakfast. And i still sleep on the right side of the bed because the other side is theirs. Half of the closet is theirs, half of the garden is theirs- half of me is still theirs, even now...“

Arrataki Itto

“Woah, woah, woah! That’s a pretty heavy joke... Hehe... You- You are joking. Right? Please tell me you’re joking...“

Gorou

“Watatsumi Island buried a brave soldier today. The resistance lost a fighter, we all lost a friend... And i- i lost the only thing i had. You guys head off, i’ll stay here a little longer.... I need to collect myself.“

Kamisato Ayato

“Have you ever tried to keep water in your cupped hands? No matter how hard you try, it will leak, and eventually there will be nothing left. That is how i feel. No matter the effort i spend to keep face, i feel myself showing through the cracks.“

Tighnari

“My kind mate for life. When we find the one, we stay together for as long as time permits, and we love completely and as passionately as we can. Unfortunately i do not believe that any amount of time would have been long enough for me to have accepted their death.“

Cyno

“It’s quiet now. No one laughs at my jokes- there's no jokes for me to laugh at. I’m not even sure if i can think normally anymore. I’m thinking of resigning once again. I need to think about things.“

Scaramouche

“All you humans are weak... But, not- not (Y/N). For the first time i think i understand that love and kindness don't make you weak, but using that to your own advantage does. So i’ll hunt out every one of those bastards and make them beg for death. Then we’ll see who’s weak.“

[dusted-star]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

if I see one more bonecoin advertisement I'm going to lose it

10 notes - Posted February 12, 2022

#4

2ha things that made me scream /pos list

spoilers below~

"Shizun, please pay attention to me." but the original chinese. if i'm getting this right it meant more along the lines of "please acknowledge that I exist"

"Ge, we don't have a shizun anymore" Although this whole scene broke my heart, and probably everyone else's too, the fact that it was Xue Meng who said it-

“You don’t even have to compare yourself to Mo Ran. You can’t even compare to Xu Shuanglin. At the very least, he still had feelings and dared to admit it. He’s not like you, Hua Binan.” you fucking go shizun. although I did really like hua binan, and I nearly cried when he died, it was wonderful to see shizun take a stance.

“I want to do better too, so that I won’t feel too dirty to stand before you, so that at least I’ll be able to lift my head in front of you. But I...I can’t catch up to you..." Mo Ran bb boy forgive yourself pls. You are good enough and your Shizun sees you.

Anyways this was sitting in my drafts for a while and it's still making me insane so <3

10 notes - Posted October 13, 2022

#3

i laugh knowing that as soon as yosano's episodes come out the bsd fandom will rip tear murder me bc they're gonna be sobbing over her backstory and i'm gonna be sexualizing mori in his military uniform so hard-

11 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#2

I actually wrote something! It is religious trauma filled!

It's vaguely Fyozai, but not,,, romantic? More than platonic, not quite queerplatonic, definitely not romantic.

a short little ficlet ft. a prison conversation

16 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I think us aromantics should get swords on valentine's day

yk. as a treat

43 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

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[asterisque-arch]

B, I, Q, and Y!

Fandom-Related Questions

B: A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind.

//this question is hard to answer, apparently i'm usually the one making people change their mind on pairings, or i'm doing it to myself, i'm auto-persuading myself lol. but, the only example i have from recent stuff, it's amber and louis haha. i mean, yes, i never considered it but then interacting with your louis i was like "wait, they'd be so cute together" and then you said you didn't mind shipping them and i was like STRIKE??? does this count?

I: Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

//not just dumblr, but social medias in general, like tweeter and the like, because in the end, people as usually on more than one platforms and so the answer probably is yes. like back in the day i was part of the snk fandom and rpc and had the time of my life, then the new generations of fandom joined (i say this bc i'm old and saw some shit in my years in fandoms let me tell you, this is the worst period and generation so far fghgfdfgfd) and it became a real mess, so i left a lot of fandom rpc bc of the people behind it, trying to enjoy fancontent from afar, rarely joining them. genshin is a prime example of it too, i didn't even hold more than 6 months in it, it was Exhausting. i say i stopped liking the fandoms, but not the medias tho, i can still enjoy the genshin stuff i see from people i follow, i just don't seek it out by myself anymore! i almost did it for the FE fandom too but it's my main fandom, if i leave, i would have nothing left smh smh. in general, i just try my best to not get too close to the fandoms of the series i enjoy nowadays, contributing from time to time with a post or a fanart, or rping with friendos!

Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why.

//i'm not going to tell which ship bc i don't want people on my back about it (you know randos haters who go in the tags just to find people to hate on LOL), but funny enough i didn't abandon it bc of the antis and haters, but because anytime i saw content for them it was always ns/fw and i was just Tired. i can only handle a bit of said content at a time, i got a overdose there (this isn't me saying you shouldn't do that kinda content if you like it, do whatever you want, be free!!!! it's just me not being able to deal with it orz), and they weren't even tagged or filtered like we can do on tweeter now. also i got tired of people always being at war over it lmao.

Y: A fandom you’re in but have no ships from.

//listen, sometimes i'm in the middle of watching/reading/playing something and i'm like "woah i'm so proud of myself, i'm not shipping anything there!" and the little yet was whispered just after bc like, 3 hours later i get a ship so i'm not going to tempt it there (bc i know i'll ship stuff bc of rp too, i have a really bad case of shipping curse).

[chocoenvy]

CONSIDER! DARLING WITH AN IDENTICAL TWIN SIBLING WHO ENDED UP IN TEYVAT WITH THEM! AND EVERYONE IS SO CONFUSED LIKE;; WHICH ONE IS THEIR GOD??? BOTH??? AND THE TWO OF YOU WILL SWAP PLACES IF THE OTHER EVER GETS TIRED OF THE CONSTANT WORSHIP!!!

Y'know what? this is like one of my biggest daydreams in sagau so im about to run wild with this. highkey, might make this a series (and by might I mean i've already written some of part two)

Warnings: Mentions of tiny amounts of blood and a few moments of a knife, verbal fighting and threats, you and your twin use gn pronouns

Two gods

Part one (here); next ->

Word count: 2467

When you awoke to a bright blue sky, sand underneath your fingers, a warm sun beating down on you, you thought that you were finally in heaven...

Until you heard your twin's voice shouting at you.

"(Y/n)! Wake up! Hurry up, look where we are!" Your twin shook you awake, you could hear their giddy grin from their voice.

"What..?" You groaned and sat up, with your sibling dragging you up by your arm. You rubbed your eyes and blinked them open blearily, when all at once the graphics hit you like a loving train. Your eyes shot open and mouth hung agape in wonder, "This is Genshin!"

They nodded enthusiastically, “It is! Come on! There’s so much we can do!” They bounced on their toes and grabbed your hands, dragging you up onto your feet.

Your eyes savored the lovely scenery. This was Genshin no doubt, the graphics were immediately recognizable but... “Where are we?” You muttered to your sibling, still drinking in the view, “I mean- I know we’re in Genshin but I don’t recognize where we are.”

They rolled their eyes, still smiling like an idiot, “We’re in the starting area. Y’know, the place where Paimon found the traveler? You’d know that if you made your own account, freeloader.”

You waved your hand, your grin matching theirs, “Hell no, this game is too grindy and there’s so much dialogue. Especially at the beginning. And why make my own account when I’ve got my lovely twin to help me grind.”

They huffed but didn’t complain, their smile still plastered onto their face as their eyes drunk in the area, “Let’s just follow the regular route of the game. There’s not really anywhere else to go… I mean, there is that rock with the chest behind it but that’s all the way out on the water…”

You grinned mischievously, “Let’s-!”

“-And you’re not allowed to have an opinion anymore.” Your twin grabbed your hand before you had even said anything, and dragged you away from the water.

You giggled and then it sunk in a bit more just exactly where you were and your breath was stolen, “Do you think we’ll be able to see Albedo? And Klee? Venti? Kaeya? Eula-?”

They giggled, “I’m sure we’ll be able to see all of them! Do you think we’ve replaced the travelers? I mean, we are twins too.”

“Aw I hope not, I kinda wanna see Aether and Lumine.” You pouted, running up to the teleportation waypoint, a skip in your step, while holding your twin’s hand.

“Yeah and we’re not separated. Though, I bet you’d be the evil twin if we were to replace Aether and Lumine.” They sent you a devious grin.

You sent an identical one right back, “Bullshit, you’re the one that sacrifices our lovely characters for rituals.”

They shrugged, “Hey! Hu Tao appreciated the Qiqi sacrifice! Don’t complain.” They reached their hand out for the teleportation waypoint and tapped it, “Woah!” They gasped, a far-away look in their eyes.

“What is it?” You asked eagerly, bouncing on your toes as the world opened its arms to both of you.

“The map! We can teleport anywhere!” They exclaimed with an awe-struck grin.

“What?” You gasped, “Really?”

“Yeah! Anywhere we’ve been to! We could even go to Inazuma!” They moved their hand in a motion as though they were dragging the map screen around.

“Probably not the best idea to go there though.” You muttered, though the grin on your face just wouldn’t fade, “The monsters there are absolute hell.”

“We could go inside the city,” They hummed, “But you’re probably right. Wanna go to Mondstat?”

“Hell yes!” You jumped up, practically squealing with stars alight in your eyes, “I wanna see Albedo and Venti and Jean and Kaeya and Klee and-” “I get it,” They chuckled, their grin lighting up their face, making a tapping move with their hand, “Off to Mondstat we go then!” They made another tapping motion and the world around you two dissolved. Starting from their hand that had made the tapping motion, and then spreading to your conjoined hands, until both of you were in a star dusted mist.

It took a moment for the mist to abate but once it did you and your twin’s grip on each other’s hands increased ten fold, along with your grins.

“Mondstat!” You squealed, jumping up and down, “The city of wind and freedom!”

“Home of dandelion wine and where half of coffee exports probably go!” Your twin giggled with you, practically shaking you with their excitement.

You walked up to the railing in front of the waypoint, next to the two Fatui that were staring at you two weirdly. You paid them no mind as you crawled over the railing.

“(Y/n)!” Your twin called to you, “You idiot you can’t just do that now that we’re-!” You jumped down and they cut themselves off, grumbling.

You ignored their bickering, opting to instead send them a teasing heart made with your hands. You then turned away and went to the alchemy table, while your sibling ran around to reach you the normal way.

While you were ecstatic about being in Genshin for real, you were still conscious of the fact that your resin might be maxed. Which, for a Genshin addict like yourself, was practically a sin.

So, you approached the table and tapped it. The regular crafting screen popped up and you couldn’t help the bright grin on your face as you crafted the resin.

Well, you tried to. You didn’t have enough of those damn crystal flies.

“Shit.” You muttered, your grin wiped from your face.

“Your grace!” A voice shouted, a familiar one at that.

You exited the screen and turned around at the familiar voice screaming and the odd words. As far as you knew, nobody used those titles. But you weren’t that well-acquainted with lore that wasn’t connected to your favorite characters.

Your eyes caught onto the person shouting and your breath was stolen as you saw Albedo, in all his 3D real-life glory, heading towards you.

Wait- heading towards you?

He ran up to you and dropped to his knees, “Your grace, it’s- it’s you- you’re- you’re finally in Teyvat. I’m honored to be in your presence-”

“Pump the brakes Albedo.” you interrupted him, backing up nervously, “I don’t- what are you even talking about?”

Albedo furrowed his brows, confusion lacing his features, “Your grace… you’re the creator of Teyvat?”

“What!” You screeched. You didn’t know Genshin had an all powerful god! Surely your sibling would’ve told you something about this! This was too big of a lore detail for them not to gush to you about! “That’s not- I’m not them I’m sorry!” You shook your hands wildly, “And please stop kneeling, there’s no reason to! I’m the wrong person!”

You had imagined meeting Albedo a multitude of times in little daydreams of yours but you never expected it to be like this.

Albedo, although hesitantly, stood up and inspected you with desperate and confused turquoise eyes, “But- you look exactly like them. You even feel exactly like them-”

Before you could mull over his odd words, a certain red-head and your twin came barreling into the scene.

“I’m telling you!” You twin shouted desperately, “I’m not any kind of god-!” Their eyes connected with your identical ones and they cried your name out in relief, “(Y/n)! Thank god! Tell him I’m not a god-”

“Wait what!” Albedo gasped, his eyes looking back and forth between the two of you, identical twins with - at first glance - nothing different between you two.

Diluc’s eyes narrowed at you, his hand holding onto your twin’s wrist in a firm grip, “Albedo! What are you doing with an imposter of our god?” He pointed at you.

“What? I never said I was-!” You retorted, only to be interrupted by Albedo stepping in front of you protectively.

“They are our god!” Albedo shouted back, “I can feel their godly presence, how can you not, Diluc? It is you protecting an imposter.”

You and your twin sent each other desperate looks. Not to mention that there was a confused crowd starting to gather around the four of you.

Diluc pulled his weapon on you, a wolf’s gravestone.

Goddamnit, I knew we should’ve given that to Beidou. You glared at your twin that was frozen in shock and fear, Damn Diluc simp.

“Diluc! Albedo! What is going on here?” Jean, with her air of authority, stood between the two, glancing between you and your sibling.

“There’s an imposter of our god here.” Albedo said, glaring at Diluc and your twin. Diluc scoffed, “It’s Albedo protecting the imposter.”

Jean continued to inspect you and your twin, uncertainty playing in her eyes.

You groaned, “Neither of us are gods! We never claimed to be gods and we aren’t-”

“We’ll take this to the Favonius headquarters.” Jean instructed, her eyes warily looking at you and your twin, “We’re causing too much of a commotion here.”

She turned and led the four of you to the headquarters. You ditched Albedo and went straight for your sibling and they did the same. The two of you linked hands to the shock of both Albedo and Diluc though they didn’t say anything just yet.

You could feel your twin shaking and it was a wonder you weren’t doing the same. But you merely took a deep breath and held onto them tighter.

When you arrived, Jean immediately took you four into her office. Where Kaeya, Amber, and Lisa were already waiting. Their eyes all immediately widened when they landed on you and your twin.

“Now,” Jean sighed, leaning against her desk, “What is happening?”

Albedo and Diluc immediately opened their mouths to argue, no doubt about “imposter” this and “imposter” that, but you beat both of them to it. “I’m sorry this has happened Jean but me and my twin have claimed nothing of being a god at all. We merely appeared in this world and now we’ve been called both gods and imposters though we’ve never claimed to be any sort of god.” You held onto your twin’s hand to stop yourself from shaking.

“Exactly.” Your twin said, “As soon as Diluc had claimed I was a god I refuted it.”

Jean was silent, studying you two with an indiscernible look in her eyes, “What do you mean by appeared?”

You and your twin shared a worried look but nonetheless you answered honestly, “We appeared… right outside...um…” You looked to your twin and they sighed, the miniscule makings of a smile tugging at their lips.

“We’re not too sure what happened ourselves but one moment we were in our world and the next we were on the beach near Starsnatch Cliff. We then used the teleport waypoint to get to Mondstat.” Your twin said with an air of confidence that was starkly contrasted by their near death grip on your hand.

“The teleport waypoints?” Lisa’s electric green eyes were struck by shock, “Those can only be used by our god and the vessels used by our god.”

Amber bounced up in recollection, “Oh! I heard those two Fatui members beside that one waypoint saying something about two identical twins like our god passing through. One of them had apparently jumped off the edge down to the alchemy table.” She glanced between you two, intrigue and a worrying amount of respect on her features.

Your twin, though, glared at you. You grinned back at them and shrugged.

Kaeya sighed, “Here, we’ll test the two out. We can see if they’re imposters or not by the color of their blood.”

He pulled out a dagger as the rest of the people in the room nodded.

“Good idea.” Amber said as she watched intently.

You and your twin backed up warily. “Here,” You held your hand out, palm up, “Give me the dagger, we can do it ourselves.”

Kaeya chuckled, “With all due respect, I don’t really want you to turn the dagger on me. Especially since one or both of you are the supposed imposters.”

You rolled your eyes, “We’re not imposters, we never even claimed to be gods, and you’ve got a cryo vision on your belt, an aquila favonia and +20 artifacts on you with level 6, 6, 8 talents I do not wanna hear any bullshit about how you’re worried we’ll hurt you. Now give me the dagger or I’m giving Jean her weapon back and Chongyun his artifacts.”

The room was silent for a long moment. Your twin nudged you with their elbow, tugging you back.

A wide grin split Kaeya’s face as he handed the dagger to you, “Here you go, your grace.”

You huffed and glared at him. Albedo sent a subtle smug grin to Diluc. You already knew the color of you and your twin’s blood.

Your twin sighed, slumping their shoulders, “Once this is done, we can traverse Teyvat as we wish. Because our blood is red.”

You nodded, “Our blood is red. We can have fun after this whole thing is over.”

You inhaled and pricked your skin gently, a small stream of sheen golden blood exited your skin.

You dropped the knife in your panic, “W-what!”

“I knew it!” Albedo’s smile was worryingly large.

Your twin stared at your blood in disbelief, watching the ichor drip down your finger.

You saw the knights move towards you two and you grabbed your twin’s arm, pulling them closer to you, “Get away from them!” You backed up and, while keeping your eyes trained on the knights, picked up the knife from the floor and handed it to your twin, “Here, we’re twins.” You held the knife up to their shaking form, “Your blood should be the same as mine, should it not?”

“Ha,” they grabbed the knife, their hands shaking, “You’re starting to talk like them now.”

You shrugged, “Well now I’m forced to sit through the dialogue.” You messed up their hair and they grinned.

“Even if my blood isn’t the same as yours,” They whispered, their grin dying down, “You’ll still keep me safe… right?” Identical eyes met each other, one pair dewy, and the other holding shaky confidence.

“Of course,” You whispered with a smile, “But as I said, we’re twins. We have the same blood.”

They didn’t respond, doubt swimming in their eyes and fear gripping their throat. Shakily, they pricked their finger.

Gold ichor, the same color as yours, dribbled down their finger.

Stunned silence filled the room, gripping the air in a death grip. All of the characters stared at you two, stunned while you and your twin slumped in reluctant relief.

Finally, after a long moment of wonder and awe, Albedo muttered in disbelief, “Two gods…”

[teyvatdreams]

here’s an idea:: genshin boys (of your choice) reaction to you wiping off their kiss :D

them reacting to you wiping off their kiss

includes: kaeya, childe, zhongli, diluc, and scaramouche

kaeya

kaeya’s initial reaction to seeing you wipe your mouth after kissing him is … well, offended

he just gives you this look of ‘are you being serious right now…?’

and when you ask him why he’s just been staring at you without saying a word he brushes it off

were my lips too wet?

were they too dry??

did i accidentally bite their lip or something?

DID I ACCIDENTALLY USE TONGUE

kaeya literally starts to question his entire romantic life, not even knowing that it was just one of your little pranks

he uses the situation to try and become a better kisser, kissing you a bit too passionately when he saw you later that night

and at this point, you’d almost feel too bad telling him you were just messing around

childe

unlike kaeya, he’s gonna confront you about it right away

the look of what seemed to be BETRAYAL on his face was almost too much to handle

“why did you wipe your mouth?”

“huh?”

“your mouth. you wiped it. you wiped my kiss off.”

he nearly makes you regret doing it

he’ll follow you around asking you if his breath smelled or if you just didn’t want to kiss

you just shrugged his questions off, making him go crazy

it isn’t until he kisses you again and you wipe your mouth again that he realizes you’re playing a prank on him

“ahh, okay, i get it. bruising my ego for one of your little pranks i see?”

and you’d pay for it by having him kiss you all day long, although you don’t really mind

zhongli

poor zhongli, so oblivious to your little tricks

seeing you wipe away his kiss before he left in the morning honestly put a damper on his whole day

of course, he’d never let you know that

and you couldn’t even tell until he went to bed without giving you a goodnight kiss

and that’s when you started to realize maybe he thought you were being serious

so the next morning, you see him off to work as per usual

and then he starts to leave without giving you a kiss

“wait, zhongli! where’s my morning kiss?”

“oh, ah… because of yesterday i thought maybe you didn’t want me to kiss you anymore…”

you felt so guilty for making him feel that way

you practically tackle him and smother his face in small kisses, explaining in between each kiss that it was just a joke to see what his reaction would be, and that you were sorry

needless to say, zhongli forgave you quite easily

diluc

he almost can’t believe his eyes when you wipe away his kiss

so he kisses you again to see what you’ll do

and you wipe it away again

“hey. stop doing that.”

“what?”

he kisses you once more. and you wipe your mouth once more.

“that! stop doing that!”

“what?!”

he rolls his eyes, grumpily turning his attention back to the dishes in front of him

he knew it was one of those little pranks you played

but when it came to his kisses

that you often told him you loved

he couldn’t lie and say it didn’t hurt just a little bit

scaramouche

honestly, you don’t know what possessed you into thinking doing this to scaramouche was a good idea

when you wipe away his kiss, he’s immediately angry

“what? you don’t want me to kiss you anymore? fine.”

you have to calm him down and explain yourself before he gets too upset

“hey, woah, calm down! i was just joking around. see?”

you kiss him again, this time without wiping it off.

“it was just a little prank… i wanted to see what’d you do.”

“a prank? hmph… whatever.”

he turns away, but only to hide his reddening cheeks

without thinking, he had shown you how much he really liked you by getting so offended

[xxaltalunettesxx]

Cold, Cold rain.

genshin women x you on a rainy afternoon--------(Yunjin, Hu Tao, Kujou Sara, Kamisato Ayaka, Sucrose, Lisa ), can be taken as platonic or romantic

A/n: the Lisa segment is for my friend @raincxtter :)

~Yunjin~

“When the heavens are weeping and wallowing in their sorrows, my dear, we shall enjoy a quiet cup of tea, to respect and leave the sky to itself. Now then, would you like lychee tea or oolong instead?”

“Ooh, perhaps lychee tea, that sweet aftertaste is delightful ...”

The delighted expression of Yunjin’s face puts you at ease, as she proceeds to ramble about tea and her own experiences, on one of her rare free days no less. You spend the rest of the afternoon under a tiny cottage roof with Yunjin’s bright smile illuminating the room far more than the tiny lamp in the corner.

“A rainstorm like this could do our weary souls some good, no?”

.Hu tao.

“Aiya, it’s pouring out! No fun…and I don’t want to be held up at the millileth station again for pranking people…I know! How about we re-enact a romantic scene from a movie, like the one where the main character forgot to bring an umbrella, and-“

“Oh, and taotao, there’s the one where they started dancing in the rain-“

“Yeah, yeah!!! That one too!!!”

You spend your day with your beloved/best friend Hu Tao recreating cheesy rainy-day clichés, and even though you come back to Wangsheng Funeral Parlour all wet, you will admit, this has probably been one of the most hilarious ways you’ve ever spent a rainy day in a very long time.

“Hehehe, that was pretty fun! Care to join me on advertising next time, just to pay me back >:)?”

~Kujou Sara~

“Soldiers! Thrust your polearm forward straight and with strength! You don’t want to make the shogun disappointed do you?”

A collective shout of “NO” can be heard amongst the platoon of soldiers and they repeatedly swing their weapons forward, in one of Sara’s most signature battle strategies. She turns to you and says, “I’m awfully sorry about the holdup there [_], the soldiers’ stance needed correction. Now, where do you wish to take me, as you had mentioned earlier?”

You take Sara to a quaint sweetshop in Ritou, and as you chat away, the glum rainy day’s mood is washed over by a sense of tranquility and warmth.

“And as I was saying- woah! U-uh-ahem I mean these are certainly delicious, no wonder the almighty shogun adores these tricolor dango…”

~Ayaka~

“Indeed, it is coming down quite heavily outside. However, that will not dim the mood of my recital today, as I, Kamisato Ayaka, the Shirasa Himegimi will-“

“You don’t have to force it anymore, dearest, why not take a break from this facade?”

Ayaka sighs and hastily sits down and sips her cup of tea, then starts to practice her dance moves. You can see every single meticulous movement, every little flick of her fan, every graceful step she takes, and how elegant and well-choreographed this dance is. You cannot help but applaud at this wonderful show, and Ayaka flushes a deep crimson and hurries to flick her fan to hide her tomato-red cheeks.

“No, I am certainly not embarrassed what do you mean [_______]?!”

~Sucrose~

“a-as an alchemist [____] I do not usually reach out for help, b-but wouldyoubesokindastohelpmetoday?”

“Oh but of course sucrose! I’d be honored, actually!”

Under the roof of the alchemy lab, and accompanied with the soft patters of raindrops, you and sucrose research more into manifesting new creations of life using various elemental reactions. You found it to be an interesting experience, with sucrose softly rambling about her research while you handed her some equipment she needed and listened. It truly was a good way to spend your afternoon. (Even though you accidentally fell asleep midway)

“And as for the- EH??!?! [_______], why are you asleep! Oh well, I guess you didn’t want to-“

“No, no sucrose I’m still here, my apologies,,,”

.~Lisa~

“Cutie, would you be so kind as to join me with rearranging the library books, hm? If not, we can always go chase some people who have yet to reap what they have sown, no?

In the case that you find yourself feeling a little mischievous, you would dash amongst the rain-sodden streets of Mondstadt under a umbrella, laughing, attempting to catch up to lisa, and the unfortunate citizen who didn’t manage to return their book in time.

Or, when you find yourself in the mood for something quieter, you absentmindedly place the various color-backed books while sharing a casual conversation with Lisa. To some, it may seem like a boring way to spend a afternoon, but the laughs and chuckles you both share are one of the biggest reliefs in your life. You’ve grown accustomed to the jubilant expression she wears when she sees you, and you hope, whether as a friend or a lover; you can see that smile every day.

“Hm, cutie, why are you staring? Is it because-“

“Shut up, Lisa.”

“awww, the little cutie’s flustered ;)”

“Am not!”

[husbandohunter]

Your Stardew Impact has given me a serious brainrot and I couldn’t sleep on it so here

Imagine the boys getting Isekai to Stardew and meeting their (soon-to-be) s/o a.k.a the farmer who found them in the mines and dragged them out.

It’s basically the same as the original but the reader lives in Stardew universe from the beginning.

The Outlanders who trespassed the Stars [Stardew Valley + Genshin Impact]

Synopsis: You were a simple farmer who lived a simple life before crossing paths with these outlanders. A tale of greetings and farewells tells a story that loving someone was like looking at the stars in the sky; a sense of warmth amidst darkness, where the dots connect no matter what distance it was. But just like stars, they were meant to be unobtainable.

(Basically what happens if the boys get Isekai'd)

Genre: fluff, angst (faceapalm didn't mean to)

Characters: Childe, Xiao, Zhongli

(A/n): Hi anon, haha I didn't think the Stardew Impact series would be this enjoyable. Allow me to serve your brainrot. But just for future references there is a character limit! Also it long, a pro tip to use ctrl+F and type in the name :>

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~Childe's Story~

The day you met Childe was perhaps during the most fortunate yet unfortunate hour of your life.

Winter comes by, your fields were left dry, what else was there to do other than mining? You were aiming to build a new Barnhouse before summer comes, fishing only made average income thus you decided to take your pickaxe and hope to run into some diamonds, gold or even better: prismatic shards. However, expensive items could only be found in the deepest parts of the mountains, where dangerous monsters lurk by.

When peeking over the abandoned minecart you so carefully shielded yourself with, you began contemplating whether you've just dug yourself a grave instead. The whole area became infested, you weren't in the best condition and on top of all that, you were out of food.

You decided to make a run for it, with the treasures and goodies at hand, you couldn't give up. However, things only got worse when purple mist began taking over your vision, signaling a lava bat wave drawing nigh. It was thanks to your greed that you ended in such a predicament but it was also your greed that brought you to him.

"W-Woah!!"

You tripped with your toe pointing downwards into a pile of wooden crates. The bats swarmed in shortly after, daunting around the area above but you couldn't afford to look. Your face was down to the ground and you could only rely on your ears regarding their whereabouts. As if Yoba heard your prayers, the lava bats could not seem to find you, confusing them to think you've escaped. And so, they flew away.

"I'm never doing that again," The sudden impact was excruciating, you were sure that your lip bled due to biting too hard. At least the floor felt somewhat soft, cotton-like and warm enough to be comforting. Yet, for some reason it was also a little…bony?

"…Mn…."

Your body jerks up like a springboard when you felt something shifting. A man, no older than his twenties, no older than you, lays sprawled out under your form. He was beginning to stir and you panicked when a pair of blue cerulean eyes pointed into your seemingly shocked ones within the close parameter.

Too close.

The man gives a cheerfully wry chuckle, you could practically feel his breath almost, "Well this is quite unexpected, didn't think I'd end up in this position," he jests, soon his expression began to tighten into a grimace, "Mind getting off me though? With all due respect miss, you're a little-…heavy."

You scrambled to the side while still kneeling, "What the hell, who are you?!"

"Hm," The man didn't answer, instead he pushed himself upright and turned his attention to examine the surroundings, "Where are we?" He paused when he noticed how the ceiling was made of rocks, "Wait, is this a cave?"

"Ninety two floors deep and surrounded by monsters," you sighed in frustration while rubbing your head with your palm, "Seriously, whoever you are you shouldn't be here, especially if you're not even carrying the necessary supplies."

"Hey, I just got here. I'm just as confused as you," he puts his hands up in a defensive gesture, "But how strange," he mutters to himself, lowering his arms ever so slightly before pinching his chin in deep thought, "I swear it was the right portal…or maybe it was the other one? Hmmm, could it be the effect of the hidden seal?"

I have so many questions. You sweatdropped nervously. Here you were, hours spent to get to the deepest parts of the earth and looking like a cavewoman while his clothes were practically untouched, nor did they seem to be a recognizable fashion. You've seen many odd events within Stardew Valley but not to this extent, "Alright you know what, let's forget about it for now. We need to get out of here before those lava bats come back for us again. Otherwise we're toast," you gestured to the lava pool, "Literally."

He gave another one of his gleeful smiles, you wondered if he was afraid at all, "Sounds like a solid plan to me. Judging by the equipment you're wearing, you seem to have been here for a while. You know your way around?"

Figures that he doesn't know, you thought, "I'll lead."

"Glad we're on the same page. Though, we've only just met and yet you're still willing to help a stranger like me," he mentions in an off-handed manner, perhaps he wasn't used to generosity ever since being recruited as a harbinger, "But not that I'm complaining. You have my thanks, comrade."

"(Y/n)," you tell him, "That's my name. I'm a farmer that resides in this town."

"I see. A town it is then," he inquires, "Call me Childe, as where I'm from, not sure how to answer that anymore."

"What do you-"

But before you were able to question him further, a hoard of lava crabs were spotted crawling it's way towards where Childe sat. He shot you a confused look and turned to the direction, amusement sparks in his eyes,

"Lava crabs? You've got to be kidding me," your arms have already grown tired long ago, at this rate, you figured it may be best to pay a visit to Harvey's doctor office and check up for any muscle strains that have occured during the process. You most likely have considered how heavy your items felt now. Partaking in another battle would only make it worse.

"Ah an opponent, to think this place wouldn't have a set of new monsters to fight. I was growing tired of beating up hilichurls all the time."

His casual reaction caused you to scrunch up your nose in disbelief, "We're being ganged up on and your first response was that???"

Childe paid no mind, instead he propelled himself back to his feet using his trained reflexes and swaggered towards the crowd, "Relax girlie," Stopping just after a few steps, he turns his head ajar over his shoulder with a floppy smirk spreading his lips, "I've got this."

You held in your breath, wondering if you could trust this man. For now all you could do was sit back and hopefully regain some of your strength while observing by the stacks of crates that were abandoned years ago. The lava crabs formed a straight line in front of him, they were smart creatures, cornering their prey in a very well strategized form so that trespassing was out of the question. Childe wasn't intimidated in the slightest, he merely looked down at them with hooded eyes, flexing his fingers for preparation.

"Lava crab…in other words you're of the pyro element," the harbinger holds out his hand in front of him, trying to cultivate the shape of his bow, "A shame. This fight would end much shorter than I anticipated."

However, when he expected his element to manifest, nothing came out. Childe was left dumbfounded.

"Don't just stand there," you screeched, "Do something!!!"

"Wait," he halts you and tries to summon his bow again. Once, twice, as the crabs grew closer still there was nothing, "My powers…they're gone?!"

"Take this," left without a choice, you pushed yourself towards him and shoved Neptune's glaive into his grasp. He examines it with curiosity, but you knew this was also your own well-being you were entrusting him, "It's really easy to use, just-"

When a crab leapt forward, you ran back to create some manageable space for Childe to move in. He delivers a powerful slice using one arm, hitting the crab's weak spot while tossing it toward the side until a dent was formed in the wall. Your mouth parts, fast, he was fast, you didn't even have the time to blink. It was as if he knew the glaive more than you did. Though, the assumption wasn't that far from the truth. Childe was well adept with swordsmanship as he was an expert with many other melee weapons. Which is precisely the reason why he chose the bow as his main, a ranged device, the challenge to keep him on his toes. Just like he was now.

"He wasn't lying when he said he could fight," you watched in mesmerization, each single blow he delivered deemed equivalent to three hits on your part. Childe was both powerful and swift. He was formidable. The way he effortlessly deflected his opponents despite not having an enchantment ring made you forget how much of an idiot he was earlier before. Soon, the lava crabs began to lessen, leaving what remained of their dusted corpse while some retreated back into the depths of the cave.

"Not bad, it was kind of fun!" Childe laughs exasperatedly, glancing at his blue reflection upon the marred blade, "It's been a while since I last used a sword, and still haven't gone rusty either," he hands you the hilt, "Thanks for letting me use it by the way. You seriously got yourself a sick weapon."

"Keep using it for now, I think I'm a little too worn out to handle it," you say regretfully and pointed your nose towards the ceiling, "The mist hasn't disappeared so there's probably gonna be more monsters we'll encounter soon."

Childe looks up as well, "Huh I was wondering what that meant."

"By the way I've never seen anyone fight like that. Exactly what kind of place are you from?" You finally ask, "You somehow ended up in a cave, without anything to defend yourself with and it's not like you know your way out either. Are you...from another world?"

"Huh didn't think you'd draw that conclusion so quick," he comments jokingly, "Guess there's no reason to hide it anymore. Indeed I am from another world, at least, that's what I can tell so far. I've never encountered these types of monsters either."

You couldn't help but be taken aback by his honesty, "That was strangely easier than I thought...."

After escaping the cave, you introduced Childe to the wizard who lived in Cindersap forest, M. Rasmodius. He was extremely intrigued by the concept of an outlander and seemed happy to be of assistance. Since helping others was the culture of Pelican Town, you commissioned Robin to build a small cabin for him to live in temporarily. In return, Childe must accompany you back to the caves and make up for your losses. It was a mutual benefit since he had the opportunity to fight as well.

Childe befriended the townsfolk rather easily. On friday nights where everyone goes to the Saloon to enjoy their time, he would be found in the other room playing pool with the gang (Sam, Abigail and Sebastian)-- you as well when he managed to drag you along with him.

Crashes at your place when you were busy with the farm. You can bet that he would pop up suddenly midday through your window, “Can you use the door like a normal person???” But despite how much you get irritated by this habit, all bygones are bygones the moment he starts a conversation.

He sticks around as you carry your hay batches, sharing his stories. How the organization he worked in was a powerful militaristic force that had authority over many countries. But you didn't see him as a brute since he only joined for the sake of his parents, for the sake of his siblings and their dreams.

You thought of your grandfather who also once told you to pursue your dreams: live a peaceful life away from urban society. However, as long as the harbinger was with you, there wasn't much option for 'peace'.

"Tell me again why you dragged me out here? You know thatI still have a lot of work to finish back in the farm," you trekked your feet through the thick icy sheets with one hand clutching the zipper near your collarbone. It was incredibly windy in Cindersap forest and Childe happened to have convinced you to leave the comfort of your home for 'a surprise favour'. He purposely made a vague statement to draw in your curiosity but if you had refused-- well, that would have led to constant nagging on his part.

"You'll see," is what he said, it was what he told you through this whole ordeal. He lifted his chin to feel the frosty air against his face, "There's this one activity I wanted to try out. Back in Snezhnaya, I used to bring my brother to go skating out on the lakes. It's deadly freezing there so the ice is pretty thick to work on. Haven't done any of that since I joined the Fatui."

You shot him a deadpan glare, "That's why you brought me out here? Why didn't you just go by yourself?"

"Now that's cold (Y/n),” you rolled your eyes at the pun, “Can't you loosen up instead of throwing yourself in a pile of work all day?"

"It's not that I don't want to...I'm just very busy with the farm since it's the last day of the month. At least I want to do as much as I can before Spring comes."

"Haha you're right but you only live once y'know?" Childe noted happily despite your protest, "And like I said before, seize the opportunity when you see it. You never know when it will be your last."

You cocked your head to the side, "What do you mean?"

"Now let's get started shall we?" As you both reach the edge of the frozen lake, Childe takes a step forward ahead of you, "Have you ever gone ice skating before?"

"Yeah but..." You glanced at the glassy surface with skepticism, suddenly struck by hesitance. The thought of drowning made you retreat your steps right away, "I don't know Childe, it doesn't seem that safe."

"That's true if you're not careful enough," he pointed out, "Luckily you have me to help you with that."

"How does that work?"

He placed one foot onto the hardened lake and parts his mouth into a grin, "Watch."

In contrast to your cautious personality, Childe was considered to be more of a wildcard if anything. He loved adventure, just like you except his side often included bloodshed and the thrill that danger carries. You weren't sure if it was worth putting up with his antics or entertaining his idea of skating on thin ice, but you complied regardless. He had a way of delivering his words through that cheery voice you couldn't deny.

Prior to meeting him, life was boring. The corporate world was boring. You moved into your grandfather's farm in order to search for some form of fulfillment that Zuzu city couldn't give and you thought you did now that you had your very own farm, but slowly you began to pile more responsibilities than you could even count.

Everything you did, you did alone.

If it weren't for Childe, you wouldn't have learned the art of surfing on ocean waters. You never would have known the taste of mixing three different ice-cream flavours together despite what strange names they all had. Or what it felt like to mingle with the townspeople rather than mingling for the sake of business. Suddenly, everything became...fun.

Childe wanted to go far and wide. He was always running, so far ahead, somewhere beyond the stars as he could conquer the world to the point you might no longer reach him.

No longer reach him, huh. Curling your fingers into your palm, you renewed your courage and took a step onto the ice.

At the sound of boots tapping behind him, Childe spins around to see you wobble in your stance, nearly tipping over. He slid across to where you were and grasped your arm before you fell.

"Gotcha."

"Thanks," You sighed in relief, "Jeez, this is harder than I thought."

"Guess this is your first time then," he commented with a bit of jest, "Don't stress yourself over it too much, you'll be okay. I got you."

He carefully led you to the center, staying close in case you were to fall sideways again. You awkwardly tried to keep your legs straight, balancing on your own yet the fact that there was still water underneath struck fear into your nerve. It caused you to tremble and eventually skittered backwards.

"Haha ice skating isn't your forte isn't it?"

"I'm just getting started!"

He takes your hand in his before you could even protest, it was one of his many aspects that you found endearing-- the fact his impulse stems from genuine intentions, feelings, not giving them a second thought. The two of you glide using the soles of your shoes, he speeds up ever so slightly and the adrenaline begins to increase until there comes a rush of excitement, freedom. The stress you once had already forgotten once taking flight upon the ice.

"Look Childe! I'm actually doing it!" You couldn't help mentioning with a bit of youthful playfulness in your voice, "It's so smooth and fast! Almost like I'm flying!"

He smiles quietly from a distance, “See? I told you that you'll be fine.”

It was clear to many that the two of you were much closer than what meets the eye.

Childe began to notice the change in your aura. You were happier and much more soulful. Before you were always on the edge, cautious in contrast to his sanguine approach, he couldn't help but be caught off guard whenever you teased him. Or the sudden honesty that causes him to be flustered. By your side, he was no longer a Fatui Harbinger rather more of a puppy, adorable almost.

But when he saw that the reason you changed was because of him, it brought fear into his bones. Why? How did things get to this point? You were lost in a wonderland, ignorant to the blossom that had sprung inside of your chest.

Maybe it was better to be ignorant. Just live in the moment while it can still last.

"You're leaving?"

Standing at the gateway between the mountain cliffside and the starry sky, you call out to the man you've known in a way that carries more than what words could say. Because he left a mark in your years that could never be erased and here he was, trying to erase his existence completely.

Childe lets out a bitter chuckle, he didn't dare to face you, "I didn't expect you to catch up so quickly. You're quick-witted, comrade."

"It's (Y/n)," you corrected, trying to steady your voice so that he couldn't tell the expression you were making, "Why didn't you say anything? What makes you think that I'll just stay silent and let you go on your own way? This isn't a joke Childe! Don't act as if none of it matters to you because it sure as hell did to me."

His lips that held his usual smirk flattens into a straight line, "Even if I did, would it make a difference?"

The world stills. You knew the answer, he knew the answer, you just refused to admit it. One by one, the stars begin to collect themselves until a bridge was formed in front of him, on another day he would be enjoying the scenery alongside you. But today they would be for you alone to witness. The man who you spent your time with had slowly, regretfully, inevitably became a stranger. He was right. It wouldn't make a difference. You were already aware since the day you met him that he belonged to another world and you willingly offered to help him find a way home.

"You know, you could come with me."

Your eyes jolt open. His voice was so free of care. As if he was commenting on something so minor on a casual Sunday afternoon while accompanying you to the beach. But when you came face to face with the harbinger, his expression lackluster, you knew that he meant every word.

"Just you and me, we can travel across the world to our heart's content. I always thought you were an adventurer just like me and you know what, the farm life just doesn't suit you," Childe slowly extends his hand as an offer, for you it was a temptation, "So what do you think? Care to join me?

Your lip quivers. What he said sounded like a sweet dream that you so desperately wanted to take a bite out of. But even so, you thought about the townsfolk, your farm, your grandfather. Their images flashed in as if holding you back, chaining you to the ground, "I can't."

The answer pained you more than it did to him.

"Figures, this is your home after all," he huffs out, " Now do you understand? I can't leave my home either. If I did, heh, I think my siblings would despise me until the very end and I just don't want that. So no hard feelings, okay?"

You didn't reply.

"Don't worry. I won't pressure you if you don't want to," Childe turns back to the bridge, it was almost time, "Do what you have to do (Y/n), hate me if it makes you feel any better. You can even forget about me," he paused, renewing his resolve, "But I know I won't."

"Childe-"

You ran to grab his scarf only to have it ghost through your hands. He was relieved that he couldn't hear your voice, as he returned to Teyvat, Childe wonders what kind of expression did you have before he left? He'll never know.

---

~Xiao's Story~

The day you met Xiao...well, you weren't in the best of the best positions.

This was probably your sixth attempt trying to make it through all levels of the cave and reach the last floor. The quest had been sitting in your drawer for months.

Of course you didn't expect things to be easy, the fortune teller channel you watched every morning had yet to inform you with any good fortune and you would often bump into obstacles that would halt your progress.

But to be fair, sometimes the colourful ore would attract your attention and before you knew it, it was time to go.

So close yet so far. You dragged your feet tiredly against the ground. What time was it? Who knows. Judging by your state, you assumed it had already struck past 12 a.m.

However, today luck seems to have taken pity on you, just...slightly.

You puffed air into your cupped hands for the nth time, huddling deeper into the touch of your coat while trudging into the cave's cold climate. A little longer, any time soon, you kept telling yourself over and over but as if time was frozen, the wait felt like an eternity. Ah how much you wish to be in the comfort of your soft, fluffy bed right now. Though, merely visualizing the image only reminded how achingly freezing it was so you decided it was best to spare yourself from the details.

"I can't do this anymore..." leaning your head against the ice covered cavern, you whimpered, "I should have stayed home."

As you were about to shut your eyelids, something flashed by your peripheral vision. You darted towards the direction it came from, the light was a bright green hue against blue, could it be, "Warmth!"

It seems you jumped to conclusions too quickly. With impatience, you swung around the corner, expecting to find a heat source, only to meet something much more horrifying.

"KYAH!"

They stared straight into your eyes, those demonic eyes tainted by black and fangs that stuck out of the mouth like tusks on an elephant.

However, when the light evaporated you were able to have a better sense of sight, slowly revealing the monster's true form and the body of a human boy. He fell onto his back with a thud and you used this chance to calm yourself from the frightful encounter.

"He's...unconscious?"

You meekly crawled to where he lay and examined closely. Aside from the mask, there were various distinct features that stood out in his attire, his tattoo being one of them, imprinted in what looked like an eagle. You then realized how unsuitable his clothes were in this current situation. At least there were no injuries so far. But was that a good thing? This man practically came out of thin air as if some sorcery had been committed. Witches never left a good impression ever since they cursed your chicken coop. You were hesitant whether to help a stranger who could potentially be one of them or a creation they cultivated. What other explanation could there be?

"I can't leave him here, it's too cold."

Your gaze suddenly falls upon his covered face. The design, although intimidating at first, upon closer look was very alluring in it’s own way. You haven't stumbled upon anything like what the merchants had to offer in Pelican Town and the mask almost looked too foreign. Was he from the east? Curiosity eventually takes over and you gingerly reach for the mask, sliding it off his face.

"Eh...?" You gasp, taken aback by his striking appearance. A part of it made you feel this was no ordinary boy but that didn't mean he should be abandoned in this environment. It would be immoral to let him die in a place like this.

Before you could even make a noise, his eyes bursted awake, grabbing your wrist in a harsh grip. He used his other hand to push against your shoulder until you were instantly pinned on your back with no opening to escape. You choked a sharp sound as you stared with wide eyes. The man was akin to a beast, he had the expression to match it, like the glaring sharp gaze of wolves that roam at the mountain cliffside near Zuzu city and the ferocity of the demonic mask he once wore. You were breath taken but in a more fearful way as he continued to grip onto you tighter with the possible intent to harm.

"Speak!” He demanded, “What have you done to my powers and where have you brought me?"

In Xiao’s case, he was thrown into another world under the circumstances of fighting against one of Liyue’s unknown beasts. He was on high alert, thinking the fight was still ongoing.

You may look human but you could still be a threat. Xiao is the type to act upon instinct in the moment when something feels out of place. Like the spear he wields, he was trained to behave like one: to strike, strike down his foes without hesitation. Don't leave an opening for them to take the advantage. Xiao is a weapon and violence was what he knew best. He couldn't afford to lower his guard even for a minute.

You could say he left a pretty strong first impression to the point you were paralyzed. As he looked at your face, petrified and tense, he wavered and began to reevaluate things. Large doe-like eyes stare into his feline ones. They didn't seem to hold any sort of malice, was it possible for you to be the one who cursed him?

"Eeeeeek! I-I have no idea what you're talking about, let me go let me go!" you cried, "Please don't hurt me!"

Perhaps he shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions.

Xiao feels your struggle and eventually gets off to give you some space. Your reaction was understandable, he was used to it anyways. Xiao scoffed to himself, why are mortals so weak? Their strength, if compared to the adepti, was separated by a large gap (Like it always should be). Xiao kept his gaze averted to the side as you rubbed your wrist, focusing his attention elsewhere. He glanced at the vastness of the cave in front of him.

Why was he sent here? For what reason did it serve? Ever since he sealed the contract with Rex Lapis, the guardian Yaksha had never entertained the thought of leaving his country nor did he act upon it; he was far too loyal to his god to do so. But here he was, against his own will yet free from his karmic binds, stripped of his divine powers in the return of endless questions about this new found mortal-like form.

What should I do now?

Choosing not to dwell in any longer, Xiao rises to his feet and proceeds to walk the other way.

"Ah u-uhm sir, where are you going?"

If the universe wanted to test him then he'll find his own answers.

"Wait! Please wait up!"

"Tch."

Although he intended to keep going, Xiao heard you running to his direction and slowed to a halt, some mortals surely do not know their boundaries, "Hmph there's nothing timid about you. Leave me be," he demands without turning around, "Don't forget what I'm capable of."

Stay away.

"I-I know that," you retaliate weakly. Just by hearing his tone made you want to melt away and become one with the ice. He was a scary man indeed, the same one who attacked you earlier. But even so, "That doesn't mean I want you dead! If you go that way, you might freeze to death. Aren't you cold? You don't even have a coat on."

"..." Upon the mention of his predicament, his senses started to kick in. As a yaksha, Xiao wasn't able to be affected by temperature but now he felt his hands beginning to sting, trembling from it’s impact. Ah, so this is what it feels like to be cold. Still Xiao was stubborn and continued to push you away, "What happens to me has nothing to do with you. Now leave, or else."

"I-I can't do that!"

Xiao clicks his tongue in frustration. How annoying. This is why he dislikes meddling with meddlesome humans. But quite frankly, he wasn't sure how to handle your type of forwardness since most tend to back away. And so, Xiao does what he usually does, he ignores you and continues walking, eventually you'll give up on him anyway. However he hears a loud thump and whips around to see your body laying in the snow. The hours of travelling in the cave have seemed to caught up that you inevitably collapsed from exhaustion.

Knitting his evergreen brows together, Xiao lets out an irritable sigh.

...

You wake up to find the sky above your head and your coat draped over your shoulders like a blanket. Dawn was slowly rising above the distance valley, you figured it was around 4a.m in the morning. Rubbing your eyes, you eventually noticed a figure sitting across, admiring the sunrise.

"Ah it's you!"

Xiao jolts ever so slightly, peeking over his bare shoulders until you could see the sun's light casted against his golden irises. Did he stay here while you were asleep? Then, that would also mean he was also the one who carried you all the way up from sixty floors below.

“You're awake,” he noted flatly, “If that's the case, then I have no reason to stay here."

Of course, that wouldn't be the last time you saw him.

You were a tenacious human being, always so insistent in dragging him away from his lonesome personality. He resides in the forest and camps there for the time being (similar to Linus since they’re both homeless lol). But you’d always run in, DAILY and sometimes for the most stupid and mundane reasons. It could either be giving him the snacks you snatched off the table since Xiao refused to participate in parties, or fancy seashells you found on the beach. You didn’t want him to miss out on all those things of course! Although he responds with irritation, it was as if his words went through your ear and then out the other. His efforts were futile (however, he was slowly warming up without realizing).

He learns how easily his body reacts in the presence of food purely because he was hungry. You bring an extra set of blankets and pillows to his campsite when the ones you gave him wore out (he didn’t ask by the way). Xiao needed help whether he liked it or not since he no longer has his powers, hence he couldn't run away. He somehow ends up moving in to live on the small islands near your farm.

Xiao doesn't understand humans very much. Just as he was unable to understand how human emotions work. He was the almighty yaksha, Adeptus Xiao and a formidable beast that killed thousands in thousands of years, at least that's what he used to be. Even now he still has yet to figure out what he was or who he was exactly without a weapon to define his existence. He was made for battle but nowadays, he found himself watering plants, chopping down trees and throwing seeds to the chickens living in your coop. How did everything escalate to this? It baffles him, how much his life changed so drastically.

Haha, you’re Xiao of course! The greatest farming assistant I could ever have.

But above all else, the one thing Xiao couldn't understand among those universal questions, is you.

"Why are you doing all this?" Finally he asked. The urging thought had been persisting at the back of his mind ever since.

You stopped on your tracks and turned to look at him, tilting your head with a complexion made curious, "What do you mean? Ah, did I do something to bother you?"

"I didn't say that," Xiao interrupts abruptly, he folded his arms across his chest and shot you a deep contemplating gaze, " You're...incomprehensible. All I did was drag you out of that cave yet why are you so kind to me? Don't you think you're extending yourself too much just because of one little deed?"

Because to him, saving a life was the norm. He does it unconditionally just like you helped him with those same intentions. Except, Xiao had been pursuing corrupted souls behind the scenes all this time and expected nothing in return. Experiencing someone's gratitude was rather new.

You shook your head, "It wasn't small to me," a satisfactory smile melting onto your face, "I'm here at this very moment, feeling the wind against my skin and smelling the scent that nature carries, these are just the few things I cherish. It's thanks to you that I can still watch over grandpa's farm, that's why I don't feel like I'm overextending myself in any way," suddenly you beam at him, "At first I thought you were a scary person. Haha. Time flies so fast, it's amazing how much can happen in between."

"Hn, you're a simpleton. But that's not a bad thing..." he points out curtly yet softly, "Do as you wish, I won't stop you so feel free to call my name whenever you need my help. I'll be there."

Xiao also finds you to be very clumsy. He couldn't leave your side even for a minute. But that was a lie. He just grew very attached to you.

When you tell him that you've been going into the mines for a quest, he tells you that you're far from capable. So he teaches you how to wield a weapon properly. Xiao was a strict teacher and he intends to keep it that way, he wouldn’t even allow you to set foot in the mines until he finds you capable enough.

You were a meek yet optimistic person, yet you were also strong-willed.

For a place that wasn't his home, he felt it was. And he found that it was all in your presence. Those peaceful hours hiding inside the barn while a storm rages outside, you sit beside him while hugging a sheep close to your chest. Xiao learns how to feed some of them, he even brings seeds for your hen house too. If you were ever short on materials, Xiao would travel to the enchanted forest behind the wizard's tower and get them for you, no matter how late it was. Though if you went by yourself, he'd deliberately go with you despite your protest.

The minute Xiao realized how much he was attached to you, it was devastating. As if the claws of his karmic debt had come back, pulling him into the shadows once more. He was an adeptus with a contract and bound by his duty, he must choose between his god who saved him from a nightmare and you, the girl he fell for, showed him that the world was indeed a beautiful place, he was stuck in an equilibrium and he felt that the binds may even tear him apart if he kept resisting.

But when did he ever have a choice?

"Where are you going Xiao?"

When he heard your voice calling his name, the yaksha willingly pulled himself to a halt. His sunset eyes narrowing from guilt before it shuts with a trembling sigh out of his mouth. Why is it that you always appear during the moments where he desperately needs to get away from you? He planned to sneak out the door, making sure his footsteps were unheard while you slept. And by the time you woke up, he didn't have to face you, he wouldn't have to say goodbye. He won't. Even if what he was currently doing said otherwise. He will never hear himself say those words.

"Xiao?"

Yet, he cannot refuse you. Not now, not ever. You were breathtaken to see a type of expression that you never thought was possible for him to make. The creases that once formed between his slender brows, the heaviness he always carried in his expression was replaced by a sense of sentimentality. Before you could register what was happening, Xiao took his step towards the porch of your house, not once did he tear away from your attention. He slides his hand beneath your jaw and affectionately against your cheek, the fondness evident in his gaze that you almost felt imprisoned by it.

"You never fail to appear in the most inconvenient of times," He gives a weak smile, a smile that makes your heart swell. Despite how much you could drown in his honesty, you couldn’t help but feel there was something wrong, “No matter how many times I’ve tried to push you away.”

You don't know him. You don't know his history and what things he committed in the past. But as if you've known this whole time, Xiao couldn't picture you leaving him for those reasons.

“You’re gentle but you don’t let others put you down. You’re kind but you don’t allow it to be your weakness. I sometimes wonder how it is possible for anyone to be so forgiving?”

"I-I don’t understand why you’re this Xiao. Is something happening?”

He won’t tell you. He doesn’t see the reason why you need to know.

You wince when something poked the side of your neck and you realized it was a tranquilizer. You looked at Xiao with dismay, his face becoming hazier until your vision darkened and could no longer hold your own weight. Xiao caught you around the waist with one arm as you fell unconscious.

"How can you be so stupid...?"

But he speaks as if those words were meant for him.

Pulling your body closer to him, Xiao chains you down into a desperate embrace. A silent scream of desperation. His forehead pressed against the bent of your shoulder and the other arm rested his hand at the center of your back. He will relish in the shape of your body, memorizing every curve both perfections and flaws. The way you fit into his arms and the pleasant smell of nature that you taught him to love, this was the only remnant he was allowed to take. Every detail, he will remember it as if clinging to the last moments of his whole world.

If he was allowed to have a desire, let him meet you again. He prayed to a god, any god-- even if it meant damaging his oath, he will accept his punishment. He prayed to each star in the sky and if he must he'll pray to the devil himself, whatever it is, he will do it for you.

As he painfully lets go, Xiao lets his hand slide off your body until the last thing he felt was the very tips of your fingers. He settles you down gently into your bed. You belong here in this peaceful world, not the one riddled with monsters.

---

~Zhongli's Story~

The Skull Cavern was considered to be the most dangerous mine of Stardew Valley. It wasn't your intention to run into any trouble, all you wanted was to test your cool new galaxy sword on some easy monsters and then be on your merry way. At first.

Just one more floor. You say, before catching an arm sticking out a pile of rocks.

"I-Is that a person?!!!"

You dug as fast as you could, any time soon the mummies would wake up and start attacking. Quick quick! Moving the last rock, you saw the face of a young man, he was asleep but alive! and undeniably attractive oh wow *lip bite*. But despite your attempts of shaking him awake, it was fruitless and the monsters weren't waiting.

Taking out two warp totems, you raised it to the ceiling and chanted a teleportation spell.

It wasn't everyday that you brought a man to your house.

But when you did, he wouldn't be from a cave, six floors down and buried in a place filled with monsters.

"And this small black device you say is some form of communicator? That certainly is intriguing, never in my years have I heard of something so advanced."

However you were beginning to think otherwise. That this man would have been from the prehistoric ages who you managed to unbury after his thousand year slumber. Zhongli sits on the couch across from you while examining your smartphone, a term he claimed had been completely foreign. You were contemplating whether you should bother Harvey despite being past his work hour and book an emergency appointment to see if this man had a special case of amnesia.

You brushed the idea away. There was so much going on and nothing made sense, for now, you decided to settle this on your own.

"Uhm Zhongli is it?" you asked nervously, "Maybe you can try giving the name of a relative or someone you know. I can use the phonebook to see if I can find their number."

“Number?” He parroted.

You blinked a few times, making sure if you heard him correctly, “Yes, number. You know? To communicate?”

"I appreciate your kind gesture," Zhongli acknowledges in a polite manner, "But that won't be necessary. This device doesn’t seem to be at a level where it can communicate with the people from my homeland."

If he was travelling then how the hell did he end up in THE Skull Cavern is what I wanna know!

“T-Then if you don't mind me asking, where are you from?"

Zhongli takes this moment to think of an answer, aware that if he blurted something out it would not have translated in the way he wanted. But you so kindly invited him to your humble household that he felt it would only be proper to owe you an explanation, "I suppose a land from afar."

You sweatdropped, "Suppose?"

"Yes. Although I won't spare you the details since this is not your burden to bear, it’s quite difficult for me to try and remember exactly what happened," Zhongli took his chin into his hand, fingers almost covering his mouth, "Perhaps I would need search for clues in order to refresh my memory."

Oh no he really does have amnesia!!

"A-Actually why don't I just call the local doctor, I'm sure he wouldn't mind giving you a hand," you say while taking your iPhone.

"A doctor? There's no need," dismissed Zhongli, "My condition is only a minor one and I do not think I'm in a position to afford medical assistance. Besides, you have done more than enough. May you find great fortune in your years Miss (Y/n), I shall be on my way."

He pushes himself up from the couch and you watch him cross towards the door. But just when he was about to reach the space of your carpet, Zhongli pulled to an abrupt stop.

"Ah yes,” He began as if remembering something, “ Do you happen to know where the nearest Inn is located? I would need to find a place to shelter for the time being."

"..."

This was how the former god ended up being your roommate. Like Xiao, Zhongli also takes upon a human form. He needed to eat, drink and a place to sleep. He insisted that he would take the couch as well as help you with any tasks that needed to be completed during the day.

You question if Zhongli was even aware of what situation he was currently in. Answer: HE WASN'T because Zhongli is an extremely dense man. To feel embarrassed was not part of his dictionary when living with a woman.

The type to take long showers. You always find the bathroom steaming because he doesn't turn on the fan to get rid of it (but maybe you should've taught him). So when it was your turn to use the shower, the water was either lukewarm or worst case scenario, cold.

Also he somehow finds your old kettle (that your grandfather used) to brew tea even though you told him you already had a water boiler. He stated that he liked doing things the old-fashioned way, it brings him a sense of nostalgia. You couldn't understand what he meant (unless you considered that he was older than he seemed....no that can’t be it!)

Despite it all, Zhongli was incredibly polite and considerate. Tending the farm was not an easy job and you often came home with sore muscles, fatigued from running so many errands. He's knowledgeable in terms of making the best herbal mix for a soothing remedy.

You would see a warm cup, every morning before going to work and every time you come home, it was sitting on the kitchen table (if his drink had potion effects, they would be regeneration).

Gentle he was but it wasn't good for your heart.

Ever since Zhongli moved in, it became difficult to live in your own house.

There were many situations where he caused trouble despite not intending to cause disruption to your daily routine. And when he did, the repairs came out of your own pocket. One time you opened your microwave to find thick ash and burnt cinders stuck upon the walls.The entire space was a hazard and needed to be dispensed immediately since Zhongli thought that plastic-wrapped items were allowed to be microwaved. Another incident, as bizarre as it sounded, was when your vacuum cleaner zoomed out of your house...and never came back. You remembered the awkward cough he gave when you shot him a deathly glare, hence why Zhongli was not allowed to touch your high-tech devices (if you considered them high-tech) without your permission.

Even so, you couldn’t bring yourself to hate him. It was the opposite in fact. One day, all the flaws you counted suddenly became his charms. You came to find them endearing almost.

Zhongli was a handsome man. He carried himself with a distinct aura that could only be found in the rarest geodes; revealing orestones mined from the depths of a forgotten cave, sometimes in the shape of exquisite artifacts-- a type of ancient charm. Perhaps that was why people were willing to obey his every command without hesitation. Whenever Zhongli spoke, it was full of firmness and authority yet somehow deprived of arrogance. He was polite to all and does not indulge in conflict despite how tempting gossip can be in modern society. Always patient during your temperamental moments and considerate to the point you wonder if he even had any desires. He was so kind that soon enough, you couldn't help but be flustered by his presence. Forget about having a conversation, maintaining his leveled gaze was already enough of a challenge. Like staring into the sun after the morning dew. So gentle and so very comforting. But the more you linger onto the sun, it's rays will continue to set ablaze, eventually bringing you pain.

And you feared that you have grown addicted to those feelings.

Why can't he understand?

Stopping at the center of the bridge, you kept your head low while letting the anger take form into your tightened fists. The town was empty with only the sound of water flowing beneath your feet, filling the heavy air. They rippled and swayed, peaceful amongst your inner turmoil. The fact that such a miniscule attribute was able to make your blood rise was hilariously pitiful. How did you stoop to a point that even nature, the very being you've tended for a living, could bring you bitterness? Were your feelings this uncontrollable? The answer was obvious. It spiraled, violently and mercilessly as if commanded by another. There was a wave of emotions filling your heart and you could almost feel yourself drowning from the inside. If only they were as tranquil as the ones you stood upon.

"I thought I would find you here."

The voice you dreaded calls from across and you fight to keep yourself from gasping. Oblivious to it all, Zhongli proceeds to close the distance until he towered over you, looking down to your bowed head, "When you hadn't returned home without a notice, I was getting worried if something had happened. But I'm glad that wasn't the case."

Your whole face clenches.

"Is something bothering you? If you would like, we can discuss it after eating dinner. Come, I have already prepared our meal while you were gone as well as turning off the rice cooker once finished. I hope it can ease your stress since I know it can be difficult maintaining a farm like this."

"Zhongli."

He blinks hard when the sound of his name falls out of your lips. Zhongli was an experienced observer and listener, he was able to catch the glimpse of frustration that dripped from the tone you used. Relaxing his poised shoulders, Zhongli carefully asked in a reserved manner, "Have I...done something to make you upset?"

A trembled breath escaped when you breathed out. Dense. He was so dense that sometimes it made you want to crack him open.

"Tell me..." you began, "Are you also like this with other women?"

The former god sets a brief sharp pause, "I beg your pardon?"

"I'm talking about the way you act, they're...giving me all these mixed signals. We've been living together for months, we even share meals together! And sometimes you would help me with the farm and when I didn't ask, you still insisted on tending to my needs when I felt sick. I just…” you trailed off, trembling ever so slightly, "It's all perfectly normal. You’re nice to everyone. I know that. I know that!"

"(Y/n)," Zhongli whispered. They sounded like a thousand needles to your heart.

"I doubt you have the intention to put me in this situation. You're a really great person Zhongli but I sometimes can't help feeling this isn't just some roommate thing you know?" closing your eyes, you thought of your past relationships, how they started and ended, "Do any of your actions mean anything to you? Do you know how it makes me feel? Or am I just overthinking this, that it was all one-sided this whole time?"

Alas the truth spills and the air stills, bringing the waves to a halt. Peace, tranquility, nothingness. That was all you wanted. That was all you heard. It was deafening.

"I see, so that's why," Zhongli mutters to himself with eyes narrowed, "There's...something I need to confess."

After several months, he tells you everything. How his memories returned, some of them were already intact. He told you about his homeland and his true identity, that he was a god that once ruled over Liyue for six centuries before giving away the gnosis.

The reason why he hadn't said anything until now was because there will be a day where Zhongli must depart and return to Teyvat. He was a god with a contract, the circumstance didn't matter, he must stay with it until the very end of time.

Through his years, Zhongli learned to cherish his finite moments. He didn't want to taint them with troubles to come. Thinking too far ahead into the future would only bring strain.

But what he didn't tell you was his true feelings. You were a sweet woman, tender and enthusiastic about agriculture, the way your feelings extend to the earth with grace whereas many others chose to trample over without hesitation, he fell deeply in love with that side of yours. You taught him many things and showed him many sides of humanity that he had never seen before. He even discovered an aspect of himself. Like breaking a geode, revealing the beauties held inside.

Zhongli couldn't look you in the eye when your expression was covered in disbelief. He thought he hid his feelings well but it seemed that he was expressing his love in subtle and subconscious ways that eventually drove you to fall for him as well. You didn't stop him when he left the bridge. He wasn't even in your house. He chose this, he chose to set you free from his heavy presence.

And as the weight started to lift from your shoulder, you sank to your knees and wept. It was cruel of him. To give you these emotions yet he could not bring himself to stay by your side. But your heart would not allow you to hate the man you love.

Things couldn't end this way. You had to say goodbye to him, see him one last time because if you didn't, these burdens will haunt you forever.

When Zhongli looked up to the sky he saw his ending drawing near.

Three days had passed since he last spoke with you and he had no plans in seeing you again. Soon, the former god will return to his rightful place. Even though he had already given his gnosis to the Cryo Archon as Liyue already began to enter a new era, it seems that his decisions weren't his to make as he was born in a world where stars ruled above the archons. Fate-- they won't allow it. He does not belong here. If there was one thing Zhongli regretted during his time in your world, it was that he couldn't leave you a good memory before taking his departure. The sight of your large glassy eyes and quivering lips when he crushed you with the truth, he sincerely believed that they would haunt him much more than it probably did to you. But perhaps things would be easier if you despised him. Because if he had stayed and you came to forgive him, he would no longer have the strength to let go.

Despite it all love was indeed a selfish creature. He couldn't help but feel resentment towards the stars for bringing you into his life in such a mockingly sweet manner. They tied him with a contract, made him vow to his own beliefs and tested them by using you-- a bystander struck between the crossfire, eventually bringing you down into the depths of his battlefield and he thought that maybe...maybe there was hope that he could bring you with him as well.

How disgraceful for a god to let the devil tempt him so.

Zhongli was thankful that you weren't beside him. Otherwise he would dance with the ugly hope of a slim chance for you to come along. This was the best choice. It was for his-- your own good.

"Zhongli!"

The arch of his lined eyes shot upwards. As if fate had decided to give him one final test, he felt your small figure crash into him from behind and your arms coming to hug around his waist, tightly and fearfully that he felt like you would be the one who would slip away instead.

"I...I made it time," you panted, burying your nose into his clothed back, "I’m so glad...I'm so glad you're still here…!"

Your cry of relief was a thunder to his ears, a reminder that he was the main cause. Zhongli, casted by solemn smile, lifts his hand to cover over yours and grasped onto them, I'm here, he wishes to say. Yet he knew they were only temporary promises, "To come all this way despite everything that has happened. You foolish girl..."

"It's your fault Zhongli, I'm a fool because I love you! It's all your fault that I have to say goodbye," You grit your teeth as the tears fell down your face until it blended into his clothes, "Take me with you. Please. Don't leave me all alone…!"

The words he wanted to say melted into a silent gasp through parted lips. Zhongli merely clenched them back together and his hand on your hand, even tighter. He won't lie to you. At the very least, let his actions speak for him where he himself could not.

Take me with you.

Don't leave me alone.

Goodbye.

If it is fated Morax...we will meet again.

"I see," letting his thoughts echo in his mind from the distant memories, the former god begins to take a new perspective upon his wisdom, "For many years, I have experienced countless farewells from the people I've come to known," Zhongli reminisced, tilting his head back with his golden eyes against night, as if searching for some sort of answer, "And yet I never thought what it must have felt like being in their position."

"Zhongli…" you trailed off, "Then don't! I may not know everything about you but it doesn't have to be this way. At least, just answer me this, will I ever see you again?"

"I'm sorry (Y/n)," he apologized and you knew the answer. He gently pries your arms off him, turning around so he could swipe the corner of your eyes dry. There was a glowing reverence in his countenance, one that he reserved for you and only you, it was the only way for him to express the feelings that run deep in his heart, "I cannot thank you enough for coming into my life. If there will be a day when I erode from your memories, I truly hope that you will find someone more suitable than I."

"That's ridiculous," defiantly, refusedly, you protest, "No one can replace you."

Zhongli laughs sadly as the white halo outlines his whole figure, signaling that there wasn't much time left. He wonders if there was anything he could do in his last moments, a small token, something, it could even be as small as a single star in the sky, "If it is fated...we will meet again."

You watch him turn transparent until he slipped from your grasp. No longer was the man, only the dust being one with the sky. They shone brilliantly but you were left in the darkness.

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Transported into Black Butler  (Undertaker x Reader) 1/??

Hey besties! This is my first fan fiction after a long time away from writing so ummm I hope yall enjoy. There might be slow updates though because it takes me a while to think.

Undertaker/F!Reader

Word Count: 10.8K

(NOT EDITED YET! Ignore the spelling/grammar errors for now if there are any <3)

As I looked on my phone, I realized that I spent hours watching AMV’s and playing Genshin again. Is this what my life went to? I don’t even have contact with my friends that much anymore because I’m too entrapped in fictional realities. Maybe I should… stop obsessing over these things? Nah, I’m perfect just the way I am. I decided that maybe I should go outside to get some fresh air. Since I’ve been trapped inside for so long because of covid, fresh air could do me some good. I quickly threw on some shoes and made my way outside. It was kinda hot outside, but the wind helped cool me off. Maybe this is how Todoroki feels. Dang, I did it again. I quickly upped my pace as I made my way towards the front of Wonderfalls. It was a peaceful silence, nobody outside, the only lights emitting from the houses and street lamps, I loved it. It felt like I was the only one in the world. As I focused more on my walk, I noticed a glowing blue orb thing just staying in one spot. It looked perfectly in place with the surroundings and it was as if it was… waiting for me. I looked around to see if someone was holding it but no one was to be found. I did the only sensible thing a person could do, I ran back into my house and locked the door. Cheryl asked me why I was running like the police were behind me, so I responded by telling her my story about the orb and the comfortable silence. When I finished, she looked at me like I was crazy. 

“I know this sounds crazy, but trust me.”

“Y/n… maybe you should take a break from everything. You’re struggling to separate reality from fiction and it’s making you crazy." She finished with a strong resolve. I felt like if I pressed it anymore she would try to search up therapists for me again so I let it go.

“I’ll just.. go take a shower. Maybe that’s what I need”

“Yep you do that buddy.”

After failing at describing my recent experience with my sister, again something strange happened. The orb that I saw in the street was miraculously in my room. I knew it was meant for me, but what’s it for? I decided to investigate it before touching it with my bare hands. I looked around the orb and again, nobody was there. Then I decided to look through the orb and it looked like a faint outline of something, but the blue was too overpowering so I gave up on deciphering it. That’s when a faint buzzing sound began and my ear began to ring. What the… is that a bee?? I internally freak out until I see the orb begin to vibrate. I think the fuck not. I run straight to my bed and hide under my covers. I reach my hand out to feel around for Wooyoung and Leo but my hand touches something warm to the touch. It was almost comforting, like putting on warm fuzzy socks while sitting in front of a fireplace with hot cocoa. I yank my hand back inside the blanket and think about what my next plan of action would be. Maybe I… become dauntless and look for what it was? No, I’m too much of a wimp. Maybe I could call for Cheryl? But what if she can’t see it? You know what Y/n? On the count of three, you just stop being a wimp and look at what it is. Ready?? One… Two… 

“THREE!” 

I yank off the blanket and I see the blue orb turn more into a lighter shade of the previous color. Why did it change? Is it related to the buzzing? I reach towards the orb to grab it and while my hand is outreaching, the orb acts like a magnet and travels to my hand. Woah, this is weird. This time, the orb kinda felt like nothing, just like if you were to brush your hand in the air. I pull my hand away from the orb but the orb was stuck on it. I shook my hand, but the orb wouldn’t budge. What the heck is wrong with this thing? I tried to use my other hand to yank it off but instead, both of my hands were stuck. 

“CHERYLL” I screamed multiple times but she never responded. As I tried to walk to the door, the orb began to absorb my hands and drag me into it. I began to hyperventilate and wonder if this was the end for me. Am I going to die? I guess I won’t see Undertaker as I die. I close my eyes as to y/nng my end to a peaceful standpoint but what happens surprises me. My body felt as if it was laying on a soft bed with gigantic pillows. I wince my eyes as I see a y/nght light through my closed eyelids. 

“Lady Y/n, it’s time for you to wake up now.” A familiar voice says.

“What?” I respond to the voice as I gently open my eyes.

I hear curtains being drawn and then the same voice that I heard starts again.

“We have a busy schedule today. Firstly, you and the young master have a meeting with the other nobles about the situation. Next-“ The same voice continued about the itinerary for a while as I grasp the situation. I was being stalked by a blue orb, then the orb appeared in my room and began to buzz, next I touched it and got sucked in- 

“AM I DEAD?” I screamed as the person in the room finished relaying the schedule.

“I’d sure hope not,” The voice said as they stepped into my view. “Then Ciel would have my head.” My eyes finally landed on the person who was talking and it was none other than Sebastian, the great butler himself.

“Sebastian?”

“Yes.”

“You’re really Sebastian?” I ask again.

“Well, I’d think so. Did you have a dream or something?” He said while looking slightly amused at me.

“I- well n-“ I couldn’t get words out and instead, hid my face in my pillows out of embarrassment and amazement. Thank you magical orb that could have killed me but didn’t. 

 “I’ll send Mey-Rin in to help you get ready. After you’re done getting dressed, breakfast will be in the dining hall,” He says as he hands me a cup of tea. “This morning’s tea is Earl Grey with a hint of citrus. I do hope you enjoy it.” 

As Sebastian leaves, he smiles at me and then closes the door. This is a dream, right? There’s no way this could happen in life.

“Lady Y/n, I’m here to help you get dressed, yes,” I hear Mey-Rin yell through my doors. “May I come in?”

“Yeah, be my guest.” I see the door open and there was one of the amazing servants in the manor.

“What would you like to wear today?” Mey-Rin asked as she opened my wardrobe.

“Maybe something light but not too dressy.” I respond. She looked at me like I was crazy and then grabbed the biggest dress I’ve ever seen in my life.

“I’m suppose to wear that?” I asked completely bewildered. 

“Yes, what else are you supposed to wear?” She responds with a slight laugh in her voice.

“Ok, I guess” I let Mey-Rin put the corset on me first, and once I felt that pain, I realized that this was real. She finished getting me dressed and after she left, I took a good look around the room. My walls were beige, the comforter and pillows and curtains were all a lovely purple shade, and worse of all, I was no longer the person I recognized. It looked like I took a complete transition and looked nothing like I did earlier that day. I was in complete and utter shock. I decided to leave my room finally after looking through everything and it looked exactly like it did in the anime. Looking down the stairs I saw all of the servants lined up, waiting for me so that they could say good morning. I saw Finny and Tanaka and Baldroy and that’s when my anime stan self came out. I looked at all of them with a big, shining smile and said good morning to all of them. They smiled at me with the same warmth they received and said the same thing back.

“Lady Y/n, Lady Y/n!” Finnian began happily, “Today, can you help me with the garden?”

“Of course I can!! Just let me know whenever you need me.” I said, internally fangirling extra hard. I made my way to the kitchen where I saw Ciel sitting next to the head of the table, waiting for me.

“Good morning.” He says as he looks up at me expectantly.

“Good morning.” I say with a smile. How am I related to Ciel??

“…Are you ok?” He asks with the same look in his eyes from earlier.

“What are you talking about?” I ask, genuinely confused.

“Sebastian, she has amnesia.” 

“What are you talking about? No I don’t.” I looked down at my hands, and then back up to see Ciel whispering to Sebastian. Sebastian got dismissed and Ciel looked at me with a serious look in his eyes. 

“Ok then, if you don’t have amnesia would you mind telling me your full name and how we’re related?”

Wai- if I say L/N then I’ll seem crazy. And how am I related to Ciel?? Maybe I’m his friend?

“I’m Y/n L/N- umm…”

“L/N what? Skip that and come back to it. How are we related?”

“Fine, I might be a little confused.” I finish with a sigh.

“That’s what I assumed. Anyways let me clear up at least some of the confusion. Your name is Y/N Phantomhive and you’re my older sister. You have amnesia because in the last case we did, you tripped and hit your head.” He said as he sipped his tea.

I guess I should just go along with this for now, even if I do find Vincent hot.

“Oh that makes more sense.” I nod my head as I take the last few bites of my breakfast.

“Anyways, I think that you should take a break for today, you’ve been through a lot these past couple of days.”

“I guess I can take a short break, but only for a day.” 

“There’s no helping it if you put your mind to something. If you need anything don’t hesitate to call Sebastian or any one else.” 

I nod at him as my way of agreeing and then I decide to go back up to my room. I kinda want to stay here until I’m all caught up with the manga. 

“Fine, I’ll stay here until I’m all updated. ONLY because I want to see those fine men.” I resolve to myself. A couple of hours passed and Ciel was done with the meeting with the other nobles. I’m going to shake things up. How about I get kidnapped instead of Ciel? I walk out the door into the study where I find Azzurro there waiting for Ciel. I look at him, and he looks at me, and we look at each other for a short minute.

“So… I’mma go and-“

“I don’t think so.” He says as he grabbed my hand and knocked me out. I woke up in a random room like the one in the manga. Bet I’m kidnapped… now what? I don’t have the mark that Ciel does. Ahhh hell no what do I do?! 

“Lady Y/n, whenever you’re in trouble just bark like a puppy. Even if you don’t have the mark, since you’re related to the young lord I can sense if you’re in danger.” Is this a flashback? From the actual person who is here? Alright, bet. Wait- doesn’t he need proof? And aren’t I supposed to do something to help them out?

“Wake up. We have business to attend too.” A harsh voice spits out like venom.

“Can I just sleep for a couple more minutes? You know I have amnesia, don’t you, Azzurro Vanel.” I respond with the same amount of harshness.

“So you do know who I am. That makes things a lot quicker.”

“Which means you also recognize who I am and what I’m capable of.” Why am I saying this? Please don’t kill me

“Bold of you to assume you’ll be able to do something. Matter of fact-“ He pauses to grab my hair and yank me up towards him, “I think you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Crap he found me out. What’s taking them forever to find me? I know damn well it didn’t take this long in the manga. The ringing of the phone took me out of my thoughts and Azzurro had a tiny smirk on his face like he won the award for best villain in Black Butler. 

“Seems like your brother is ready for negotiations.” He walked over to the phone and hesitates before picking it up.

“Don’t make a sound or else I’ll kill your brother alongside your servants.”

“Do you really think you scare me? If anything, what scares me is the fact that I won’t be able to listen to any of my KPOP or watch any of my anime’s for a while.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if you speak once, you’ll learn true fear.” He picked up the phone and I could hear Sebastian talking to Azzurro about his assassin failing. I laughed while saying my servants are the best of the best and assassins won’t kill them. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach as I realized that he kicked me because of his irritation.

“You hoe. That’s why your ugly ass will never have a girlfriend.” I spit at his feet and lifted my body onto the wall to support myself.

“Ah, I hear my lady is in the room with you, contrary to you saying she was knocked out. Lady Y/n, are you there?” I heard Sebastian over the phone so I did exactly what Ciel did in the show.

“Woof.” That was hella embarrassing I think I’ll just kill myself so that I don’t have to look at him when he shows up.

“Lovely. I’ll be there shortly.” Sebastian hung up the phone and Azzurro looks at me with a malicious look in his eye.

“I thought I told you not to say anything.” He glared as he reached for his gun that was in his pocket.

“And I thought I told you that I wasn’t afraid of your punk ass.” He walked over to me and yanked my hair once more. 

“You’re lucky that you’re needed for a negotiation or else you’d be dead by now.” 

Technically, I might already be dead but I have no idea. We heard gunshots and shouts, glass was shattering and there were a whole lot of thuds.

“Looks like my butler found his way here.”

“Well it’s time for you to look the part of a hostage ‘lady y/n’” He says in an almost mocking tone. I heard as Sebastian's careful steps walked towards the door and his quick knocks before opening the door.

“I’m here for my lady if you wouldn’t mind,” He says as calmly as he’s been in his life. “Your ransom is right here in my hand so we’ll do a fair trade.”

“Fair trade? Over my dead body, NOW.” As he screamed that, the sound of many guns went off, each one aimed at Sebastian. I blinked slowly and glared at Sebastian as Azzurro began laughing that he won and that he would be murdering me next, I was just waiting.

“I know you’re trying to joke around, but maybe if you hurried this up we won’t be late for dinner. Get up, Sebastian, I’m tired and I want a bath.” I complain as he chuckles and gets up effortlessly. 

“Guns have improved since a hundred years ago,” He spoke as he spat out the bullets that entered his body. “I’ll give these back to you guys.” 

He threw each bullet back at the men, which pierced all of the henchmen with precision in the forehead. Azzurro yanked my arm and aimed the gun at my temple.

“You’re going to walk away and leave us. As for her, she’ll be lucky if anyone wants to buy her when I show her off.

“I’m so sorry about your plans, but my master ordered me to save her and to solve this case. A Phantomhive butler who can’t do this much isn’t worth his salt.” He finishes with a finger up in the air.

Oh. My God. He just said the line, he just said the li- No Y/n, shake it off. You cannot be a simp at this moment in time.

“SHUT UP!” He says as he pulled the trigger. I braced myself for an impact that never came.

“Wow, that’s so cool!” I say while trying to retain some of my fangirl-ness inside me. 

“I’m glad that’s amusing to you my lady, but we really should be on our way,” Sebastian said with a smile before turning back to Azzurro with a straight face. “I’ll give this back to you.” He says as he dropped the bullet into his front pocket.

“Bu- How did you?” Azzurro was bewildered at what he just witnessed. Sebastian picked me up and sat me down on the couch before cutting off all of the bondage ties. I nod at him as a little sign of appreciation.

“Come work for me, I’ll pay you ten times more than they pay you there.” Dang, now he’s just sounding desperate. 

“I don’t have interest in human currency since it doesn’t matter to me.” He said as his eyes glowed a familiar color. Hell yeah, turn into a demon and kill this man. Sebastian transformed into his demon self and killed Azzurro with such ease, it was hard not to simp for him. 

“Lady Y/n, let’s go back to the manor. Young master is eagerly waiting for your arrival.” Sebastian said as he picked me up and ran quickly to the manor. So this is what it feels like to run as fast as the wind can travel. I felt Sebastian slow down into a dignified walk and as I look forward I saw everyone standing in front of the doors.

“LADY Y/n!” “Are you okay?” “Why does your hair look so messy?” “Baldroy don’t say that. But why do you have tears and bruises on you?” “Finny how are you going to stop me from talking about her messy hair but you mention the most obvious thing.” “Guys, we shouldn’t bicker in front of the lady, yes.” As everyone talked over one another, I realized that Ciel didn’t say anything yet. I quietly walked next to Ciel and leaned down to his ear.

“Can we talk later today? Preferably before dinner but after my bath?” I whisper down to him. He didn’t respond but instead gave a little nod. 

“Guys don’t worry about me, I tripped again. Maybe I should learn how to walk before going anywhere,” I say with a chuckle embedded into my last couple of words, “I’m just going to go take a shower, and then I’ll be ready for dinner. Not to mention, what happened was very entertaining.” As I began to walk away, everyone looked like they were confused and but they just let it go. Luckily, I found the bathroom with no effort and I quickly got undressed and into the bathtub. Wait- what am I going to talk to Ciel about? I can’t talk about anything that happens in my world, and if I’m being honest, I still don’t know anything about this whole thing.

“Ugh, what am I supposed to do now?” I sigh heavily and sink further into the bathwater. There were three knocks and then Mey-Rin opened the door to give me some clothes for after my bath. 

“Thank you!” I say as I got out of the tub and wrap myself in one of the many fluffy blankets. She bowed and then left hastily because she had to get back to work. Is this another big dress? I don’t want to wear this. I look around for a way to make this more comfortable for me and I found a quick solution. Instead of putting on all of the layers and the corset, I just went with the lightest layer to make myself look presentable and comfortable. I don’t know what this era’s obsession with big dresses is. I walked out of the bathroom and into Ciel’s study, mentally preparing myself for our conversation. Not the social anxiety peaking inside of me. Ciel appeared in the room and looked at me with a small smile on his face. Ciel? Smiling? Where’s the Akito in him? 

“You wanted to talk to me?” He asked while sitting in his chair.

“Yep. You know how my memories aren’t with me at the moment?” I started as Ciel nodded as a way to say continue, “Well, I was thinking that you could give me more information about… me. And the Manor and some of my relationships.”

“Hm… well it’ll kinda be hard since you’re older than me by a lot but I’ll try my hardest,” He takes a sip of tea before setting it down and sitting up in his chair. “Basically, you already know you’re my older sister. Your birthday is January 18th 1886, and you’re currently 19 years old. After Mother and Father passed away we both took up the role of the Queen’s Watchdog. We’ve been doing well at it, and you’re almost as talented as Sebastian when it comes to missions and cases.”

“Oh? Wait- So I’m almost demon level good at what I do?” I beamed at Ciel and gestured for him to continue.

“As for your relationships, I know for a fact you’re funny and that’s why you and The Undertaker are extremely close,” WHAT?? WE’RE CLOSE???? DOES THAT MEAN, I CAN GO VISIT HIM AT TIMES?? I failed to hide the smile that came with hearing Undertaker’s name and that didn’t go unnoticed by Ciel. “I can see that you still recognize him. You’re pretty good friends with all of our pawns which I don’t understand why. Madam Red adores you like your own daughter though. I remember when she came to a while back and I had to have Sebastian save you because she kept throwing you in dresses,” He looks up at the ceiling as if he was reminiscing and then he concluded by speaking about some of my local friends that are outside of our circle.

“I think I understand better now. And because of this, I also remembered something else.”

“What would that be?”

“When you and the actual Ciel were born, Father told me that since I had two new younger brothers, I should protect them with all I had. I took that so seriously, that when you had your first asthma attack, I wouldn’t leave your side and I gave you everything you needed,” I smile at him and continued, “I couldn’t just leave my cute younger brother to suffer, so I did everything in my power to make sure that you had fun, even if you couldn’t go outside.” 

Ciel looked at me and gave a small smile as he stood up and stretched, “ I’m happy that you remembered something. I still remember what you said to me during that time, ‘ I’ll make sure that nothing bad happens to you, so just trust in your older sister and everything will be alright’ right?”

“Yep!”

“We had a long day today, even though you enjoyed being kidnapped? Anyways, I think it’s time for dinner so let’s eat and then retire to bed.” He stood up and walked towards the door.

“I agree, let’s go” I stood up as well and we both walked down to the dining hall, where everyone again was waiting for us. Ciel and I sat down and enjoyed the delicious meal that Sebastian prepared for us with a comfortable silence. 

 “Okay, I’ll be heading to bed now. Goodnight everyone!” I say as I walk towards the stairs.

“Goodnight, Lady Y/n!” I hear many voices yell towards me. After I reached my room, I sat on top of my bed and just thought to myself. Will I ever be able to return to my actual world? Or am I dead and since I thought of Black Butler as my last thought, they’re just including me in the storyline? Even if I could go back, would I want to go back is the real question. Hmm… I guess we’ll see when we get towards the end. I lay on my bed and tucked myself into my blankets before drifting off to the dream world. In my dreams, I thought about everyone that I left behind as I went into the orb. From my family to Savanna and Mark, to all of my friends. It showed some of the memories that I looked fondly back upon and it also showed some painful ones that I didn’t want to bear a second thought on.

“Good Morning, My Lady,” I heard as Sebastian drew back the blinds once again. “Today, I have prepared a lavender herbal tea as an effort to calm you down from the previous endeavors yesterday.”

“Oh, thank you! You really don’t have to worry about yesterday, as I said before, it was pretty fun getting kidnapped. Though those couple of bruises won’t go away for a while, it kinda is a refresher from my boring everyday life.” I sipped the tea and smelled the infused scent of the soothing lavender, “this is lovely.” I murmured 

“I’m glad the tea is to your liking. Today we will be going to the London townhouse to gather more intel on the recent Jack the Ripper murders. Please, quickly get ready and breakfast will be downstairs waiting for you.”

“Okay, thank you!” Sebastian made his way out of my room without a second thought and closed the door gently. As I would expect from an amazing butler. I looked through the closet and my eyes landed on a burgundy dress that looked similar to one that I had in my actual world. I grabbed that and decided to skip the corset aspect of that. When I got downstairs, the servants again were waiting to greet me. 

“Good morning!” I heard them all say in unison.

“Morning everyone!” I said with the same enthusiasm. I reached the table and grabbed the croissant that was closest to me but Ciel wasn’t there.

“The young master decided to take a bath before we leave, so he ate breakfast ahead of time!” I heard Finny say, as an attempt to soothe my racing brain.

“Oh, ok. Finny, after I finish eating I can help you out with the garden. I feel bad that I wasn’t able to yesterday, so I’d like to make good on my promise today. If you’ll let me?” I took a bite of my croissant and looked at Finnian, who was about to bounce off the walls in excitement.

“REALLY? OK!” He never looked happier in his life, so I was happy that I could make him happy. I know he looks extremely happy whenever he’s outside, but this is the next level. I quickly finish up and before I know it, Finnian was practically dragging me outside with him. 

“Here, Lady Y/n, you can water this side of the garden, and then I’ll do the other!” He handed me a green watering can that looked like it came out of an anime. Oh, wait-

“Ok, I can do that easy peasy.” I begin to water the flowers and Finny and I have a great conversation for about 30 minutes before Sebastian and Ciel walk outside.

“Y/n, we’re heading out now.” Ciel said as he looked to see what I was doing.

“Ok, Finny I’ll see you when we return!” I say as I waved to him. He waved back as Ciel and I walked into the carriage. Sebastian was at the front, driving the thing and I was very impressed. On our way there, Ciel was discussing what we had to do and what we needed to find and although I was nodding acting like I knew exactly what was happening, my mind was on one thing, and one thing only. AAAAHHHHHH!! Undertaker is going to pop up soon!! I know that I’ll also see Grell, but hear me out, Undertaker is more important than my favorite girlie. Ok, I have to compose myself. Deep breaths, deep breaths.

“Y/n? Didn’t you hear Sebastian say that we’re here??” Ciel said as he shook my shoulder gently.

“Oh, yeah I was just deep in thought. Let’s go.” I hopped out of the carriage and as we all walked inside we saw Madam Red, Grell, Lau, and Ran Mao were wreaking havoc in the room.

“Where do they keep the tea in this place?” Madam Red said as she was rummaging through some cupboards. 

“Maybe check in a drawer, you know the young master is short.” Lau responded while lounging on a chair.

“Good to see everybody’s here,” Ciel said a red tick mark appeared above his head, showcasing his frustration.

“I’ll go ahead and make tea for everyone,” Sebastian said as he walked towards the back. I looked around and I was seeing everyone in front of me. Y/n, no need to fret, just don’t let anything slip about this arc and we’re all set.

“My lovely niece, come here so that I can give you a better outfit.” Madam Red said as she yanked me towards her and Grell. “Grell, pull out the dresses that I brought for her.”

“R-Right away!” Grell started to run to the door until I stopped her.

“No need to rush, just take your time and be careful.” I offered a warm smile and she looked at me like she were about to cry.

“Right!” She finish exiting and right when she came back with the dresses, Sebastian had the tea ready.

“Madam Red, your dress up party will have to wait. We have business to attend too.” Ciel said as he grabbed my hand and brought me to the dual chairs at the head of the table.

“Jack the Ripper uses very unconventional ways to kill.”

“We knew that, but can you describe it?” Lau pushed for more information but Ciel stopped him.

“I don’t know all the details but there is one individual that does.” UNDERTAKER’S FINALLY COMING INTO PLAY. Keep it cool, Y/n Ciel did say that he found me amusing. All of a sudden, I found myself standing in front of the funeral parlor next to everyone except Ran-Mao. Lau had her stay back to clean the mess they created before our arrival. As we entered, Undertaker was nowhere to be seen.

“Undertaker where are you?” Ciel said as he took off his hat and handed it to Sebastian, alongside his walking stick.

“It appears he’s not in here.” Lau declared as he looked around the darkened place. It looked exactly like in the anime, but that wasn’t a surprise to me anymore. I walked to the upright coffin that was adjacent to the door and knocked on it. Wasn’t he in here during this scene?? If I’m wrong I won’t hesitate to kill myself.

“Undertaker, wake up.” I spoke softly through the closed coffin. I hear giggles coming out of the coffin and as quickly as the laughter came, the lid came off and Undertaker peered out.

“I was ready to surprise the Earl knowing that he was on his way here, but instead you surprised me. Leave it to Lady Y/n to know where I am.” Undertaker chuckles and steps out of the coffin.

“Would you like some tea? Give me a moment, as you can tell my area is a bit messy.” He disappears for a prolonged moment and by the time he got back, we made ourselves comfortable on the coffins. Ahhh it’s like we’re close friends- wait. We are close friends Y/n. BUT STILL UNDERTAKER SAID MY NAME!! He passed out the diverse array of cups that were made up of beakers and a singular tall cup. 

“I can assume what you’re here for, but I’ll allow you to tell me yourself, Earl.” Undertaker said as he made himself comfortable on his chair.

“Very well. I’d like to know more about the way the victims in the Jack the Ripper case died.” Ciel took a sip of tea and looked at Undertaker, waiting for him to give him what he needed.

“There is a certain commonality among all the prostitutes, but first you must pay me.” Undertaker smiled and waited for his payment.

“How much money do you want?” Lau said, willing to pay every penny. Undertaker zoomed to Lau as fast as lighting and opened his mouth to speak.

“I’m not interested in the Queen’s money. There is only, but one requirement for the information you need,” He paused and looked at Madam Red then back at Lau, “Show me a first rate laugh!” He said as he salivated over the thought of laughter. 

“What?” Madam Red and Lau said in unison as they looked in disbelief.

“That’s all you want?” Madam Red asked as Undertaker was still thinking about laughter. After Undertaker nodded, they both decided to take a whack at it. They both failed of course but, it was the thought that counted. 

“Now the only people that’s left, the Butler and Ciel. Would the Young Earl like to entertain me today, or will the butler be doing so?” Undertaker asked, sitting back down onto his chair and rolling upside down onto the coffin acting as a table. 

“What about Y/n? She hasn’t gone yet either.” Ciel protested as he desperately looked over at me.

“I’m not funny, so I’m gonna have to sit this one out.” I respond to Ciel as I cross my arms.

“You’re absolutely right Ciel, we’re going to have to have her try this. My Lady, would you care to amuse me?” He said with a small smile on his face.

“If I do this, EVERYONE except for Undertaker is waiting outside until I’m done. I don’t need to embarrass myself.” I sigh and look at each of them seriously. If looks could kill, everyone knows that they would be dead just by my stare.

“Y/n, I leave this to you. Come, Sebastian.” Ciel and the others start to walk out and all that’s left in the room is me, Undertaker, and silence. What did I just do? I know I’m trying to make the most out of this, but I am not funny. I don’t have any jokes and worse, the man I simp for hardest is sitting down, waiting for a joke. I don’t know if I can do this-

“I’m ready whenever you are, even though you lied.” Undertaker said as he chuckled a little.

“Huh?” Words couldn’t form in my mouth after he said that.

“You said that you weren’t funny, yet you’re one who made me laugh on countless occasions. Now, go ahead and give me what I desire.” He propped his head upon his hand and peered at me through the bangs.

“O-okay.” not the stuttering, cut it out, “When you die, what part of the body dies last?” I begin my joke as Undertaker thinks for a second.

“I don’t know, what?”

“The pupils… they dilate.” I look at him, Undertaker was trying to contain his laughter but he couldn’t. His laugh made the whole shop shake and his laugh was so contagious, I laughed almost as loud as him. When our laughter died down, everyone re-entered the room, looking at us like we were crazy, and in amazement.

“I thought you weren’t funny?” Ciel said as he took his seat back.

“It just came to me?” I offered a shy smile and turned back to Undertaker, who stood up and was ready to continue the information given.

“After that delectable laugh, I believe you all need some information.” He walks up to me and stands directly behind me. He’s so close to me, I can smell him. Hmm… it smells a little like cinnamon and vanilla. Noiceeeee.

“All of those dead prostitutes had their throats cut and they were missing something.” His hands ghosted my throat as if demonstrating what happened and then his hands went down to my lower abdomen. “Their wombs were completely taken out of their body and sowed back up. Very neatly as well, if I do say so myself.” Undertaker removed himself from me and went back to his desk. I finally had my y/n moment… AHHHHH.

“So that means that whoever our culprit is would have to be experienced.” Ciel concluded from that hint which was given by a very fine man.

“That’s exactly right. It would have to be someone experienced in that field.” He said as he leaned back in his chair and giggled slightly.

“That was all we needed. Let’s go, Sebastian, Y/n.” Ciel grabbed his hat and walking stick and started towards the door.

“My lady, if you ever want to stop by again, you know where my building is.” Undertaker said as he pierced into my eyes through his bangs.

“Of course! Bye Undertaker and thank you again!” I said as I fangirl another time and wave slightly at him.

“No, thank you!” Undertaker turned in his chair so that his back was facing the door and waved from behind his back. When I got back into the carriage, Ciel and Sebastian were already talking and Madam Red was waiting for me.

“Honey, what took you forever? I wanted to talk about what dresses you’d like from me.” She said as she looked over my outfit and shook her head in disappointment.

“I just had to finish up in there.” I said as I got comfortable before Grell took off the carriage. 

“Oh?” She gave up on investigating any further and sat back in her seat more.

“Y/n, as I told Sebastian earlier, we concluded that anyone with medical training can be the murderer.” Ciel said as he looked out the window bored.

“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.” Mainly because I’ve watched the show. 

“So while Sebastian is making a list of subjects, I’d like you to just relax.”

“Wait- why can’t I help out yet?” Ciel just looked at me like I said the stupidest thing in the world and rolled his eyes.

“You know why. After we narrow the list down, you can come with us to nail down the final suspect.” Ciel sighed and went back to playing with his ring.

“Ok!” I said and went back to humming in my seat as I patiently waited for us to arrive back at the townhouse.

“Uh-oh.” Grell whispered outside of the carriage.

“Grell… whats wrong?” Madam Red asked her, nervousness seeped into her system.

“I think I made a wrong turn somewhere.” She said as the carriage slowly came to a stop. I peeked out the window and saw that we were in the middle of a random town that wasn’t like the one our townhouse is at.

“Grell, would you like me to help you?” I asked as I looked out the door.

“FABULOUS!” She said as she did her signature pose on the low.

“Y/n, are you sure you know where you’re going?” Ciel asked as I got in the front with Grell.

“Nope but it might jog my memory so I’m going to help.” I say as I grab the handles from Grell.

“Grell… I don’t know how to drive this so… you’re gonna have to be on watch for me.”

“I got you! Leave it up to me!” She said as she attentively watched what I did. Wait… I’m a natural at this! Look at me go! After a couple of minutes, I found myself in front of the townhouse with Sebastian standing in front of the door. 

“Lady Y/n, what on earth are you doing right there?” Sebastian asked with a smile on his face, but we all knew he was beyond irritated.

“Oh, Grell got us lost so I decided to help her drive so that we wouldn’t be that late. And TADA!! At least I remembered where the house was and how to drive this thing!” I say as I chuckle to let the awkwardness fade.

“Oh my. Well, I suppose that if you wanted to help him, nothing could be done.” Sebastian walked up to the step and helped me down.

 We all walked into the townhouse and sat down in the study where Sebastian already had tea and snacks ready for us. Now that's capable. 

“As for our suspect list, here it is.” Sebastian said as he rolled a large piece of paper out.

“How on earth did you do all that in a short amount of time?” Madam Red asked, amazed that he could pull this off.

“I’m merely one hell of a butler.” He replied as he politely smiled. SEBASTIAN PLEASE I DON’T NEED TO SIMP ANY HARDER!!!

“What did you narrow the list down to?” I ask to show interest in the topic. I already know, I just want to hear you say it.

“I’ve narrowed it down to Aleister Chamber. Although he graduated from medical school, he hasn’t been involved in the profession and he is well known for hosting a number of seasonal parties where he only allows people close to him to attend.” Sebastian finishes while summarizing more things about the subject.

“Which means that he might be choosing the victims at his parties.” Ciel said as he sipped his tea and exhaled tiredly.

“Exactly right.” Sebastian nodded at Ciel.

“Now all we need to know is when the next party will be.” I said with a determined look plastered onto my face.

“I actually have an invitation to one of his parties that should be tomorrow evening.” Madam Red said as she clapped her hands together. “I can get you guys invited as well but you’ll need to disguise yourselves.”

“How are we suppose to do that?” Ciel asked with a sigh.

“I was thinking… Lau could be my lover, Sebastian could be Ciel’s home tutor, Me and Grell can be ourselves and Ciel and Y/n, darlings, you guys would be acting as my nieces. Nothing changed for Y/n but Ciel… I’d be able to put you in a dress.” She giggled to herself in excitement.

“WHAT? Why do I have to dress like a girl if Y/n’s going?” Ciel yelled as he suddenly stood up.

“For fun! Also since this is your job, you have to be the one to solve the case.” Madam Red said as she trailed off into dress ideas for both Ciel and me.

“But Y/n also has this job!”

“Ciel, I have amnesia, remember?” I point out, not trying to do any more than I already am doing in this universe.

“Of course you pull that card when it benefits you.” 

I smile as I stand up to go to my room.

“Y/n, Darling, I’ll have your outfit all planned out by early morning at the latest! I can’t wait to see how you look in one of my outfit picks.” Madam Red exclaimed as she waved me off.

“I can’t wait,” I said as I approached my room at the townhouse. As I made my way through many wrong rooms, I finally stumbled around the one that looked similar to my other bedroom at the mansion. I got changed and sat on my bed thinking about the old reality of my life. Just sitting around waiting for my friends to text me back. Even if I can’t return to my reality, I don’t think I’ll miss it. Everyone in this reality cares about me and they talk about me.

“Ughh how refreshing!” I sigh as I get comfortable in my blankets and drift off to sleep. The next morning, I’m met with the y/nghtness and the loudness of Grell and Madam Red.

“Now Grell, make sure you put all of the dresses up on the wardrobe.”

“Y-y-y-yes ma’am right away.” Grell rushed to grab all of the dresses but falls in the middle of sprinting them over to where they needed to be.

“Grell what on heavens earth are you doing? You’re going to mess them up!” Madam Red fans herself and looks at me to see that I was awake and looking at them confused.

“Ah, good morning Y/n! I am so sorry about Grell, he can’t do his job right.”

“Good morning?” I respond as I wipe the sleep from my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I’ll repent with my death.” Grell says as she wipes a tear from her eyes and dramatically runs to the window.

“No Grell, you’re fine. Just pace yourself even though I don’t get why theres so many dresses to begin with.” I respond as I grabbed her and pulled her away from the window. 

“You’re a saint, Lady Y/n.” She responds as I can see the animated dramatics above her head.

I forgot how funny the animations make something. Madam Red went to explain on about how she always wanted a daughter to dress her up in pretty dresses and named each dress that was in the room.

“Wait- I appreciate the sentiment of this, couldn’t you have brought like… two of them?” I ask while being overwhelmed.

“Nope!” Madam Red said with a beaming smile on her face.

“Alright.. well can I wear the burgundy and black one?” 

“Of course! Grell, help me get her in this dress.” Madam Red and Grell went to put me in the dress and as they stepped back they both gasped.

“You look stunning! It’s like… this dress was made for you!” Madam Red started and Grell finished the sentences as if they were one brain.

“Thanks.” I sheepishly laugh as I pull the sleeves down a little.

“Don’t pull at the sleeves, it makes the whole outfit.” Madam Red swatted at my hand and did a dramatic sigh.

“Now we have to leave in a couple of minutes so eat and then go out to the carriage.” 

“Wai- it’s literally only 10am.” I tell her, a little confused at why she was trying to leave so early.

“No, I wasted your whole day talking about the dresses. It’s 5 in the afternoon.” She said proudly.

“Before you say anything, Ciel told me to distract you for this long so blame him. Grell, let’s go.” She starts the room before Grell follows shortly after.

Wow… it’s probably because he didn’t want to hear me talk about him wearing a dress at the party so he distracted me until the last minute. Makes sense, I wouldn’t want to think about it the whole day either.

I walk back down the stairs where I was greeted with Sebastian standing next to the table with a tiny meal in front of him.

“Hello, My Lady. Since you haven’t eaten at all today and we’re about to go to the party, I decided to make you a small yet fulfilling meal. Today I made… and for your tea we have green tea to aid in digestion.” Sebastian said as he masterfully sat me in my seat and pulled out the tiny plate with the sides.

“Thank you, this looks great. How much longer do I have until we leave?” I ask as I begin my meal.

“You have 20 minutes left.” 

“Ok.” I get back to eating and then before I knew it, I was in the carriage 5 minutes away from the party.

“Ciel I-“

“Nope.” Ciel interrupted my sentence and stopped me while I was ahead. “I know you were going to say I looked pretty but thats not what I want to hear right now.” 

“Sorry.”

“Anyways, be careful when you’re in there. If Aleister tries to go to you instead of me, remember what you have to do.”

“Gotcha- I mean, ok.” Ciel gave me a weird look but shook it off as we pulled up to the door.

“Yes, we’re here under Madam Red?” Madam Red said as she flaunted her red dress. The door holder allowed us in and the party was very extravagant. There were many people on the dance floor, and people were chatting on the sides of the dance floor but there was one person that we all recognized.

“Elizabeth?”

“Lady Elizabeth?” Ciel and Sebastian said in union.

“What’s Lizzy doing here?” I ask acting like I knew nothing about this arc.

“I don’t know, but I absolutely cannot let her see me like this.” 

“Lucky for you, she’s heading towards you.” I turn to Ciel and Sebastian but they both were gone.

“Wow, so that’s how it is?” I sigh as Elizabeth rushed towards me.

“Y/nIIIIII” Elizabeth screamed as she dashed towards me.

“Hi Lizzy!” I say as I reciprocate her hug and spin her around.

“What are you doing here?” She asked me as she buzzed in excitement.

“Madam Red invited me, so I couldn’t possibly turn her down.” I reply as I laugh at her childlike behavior.

“Ah, I see. Well, I adore your dress but I’m on the hunt for a girl with this ABSOLUTELY stunning dress that I want to compliment.” She said as she physically tried to remember what it looked like. 

“Good luck!” I waved as she ran off in the opposite direction of Ciel and I couldn’t help but giggle. Wow, Ciel has the hard life doesn’t he?”

“What’s a beautiful young sparrow such as yourself doing giggling all to yourself?” I hear a voice ask me, in slight amusement. I turn to face the mysterious voice and I couldn’t help but gasp. I’m the main character, I’m the main character- How is it that Aleister ran into me before he ran into Ciel?

“Oh, I was just thinking about what my friend said before she dashed off to look for someone,” I reply, avoiding eye contact.

“Oh, is that so?” Aleister asked as he grabbed my face and gently lifted it so that our eyes had to meet, “Your eyes are lovely, I wish you would stop avoiding my gaze.” He said as flowers appeared around us.

“I apologize.” My mind goes back to when we were in the carriage and Ciel told me what to do in this situation.

“Keep the mission going, I’ll have Sebastian keep an eye on you so don’t worry about dying.”

“Gee, thanks.”

Do I have to do this? We saw how Ciel was traumatized.

“But your eyes are just so captivating, I can’t help but avoid them. What if I fall in too deep?” I ask while fluttering my eyelashes. Kill me, please.

“Well aren’t you good with words.” The viscount replied as he smiled and rubbed my back.

“I’d like to think so,” I look around uncomfortably and see Sebastian winking at me as he miraculously stopped Elizabeth from going towards Ciel and began his magic trick thing.

“But I’m a little bored with this party. Is there somewhere where it’s funner than here?” I ask in a fake flirty tone, but he couldn’t be any stupider.

“Of course there is. Would you like me to take you there?” He asked me as he grabbed my hand gently and pulled me in the direction of the knockout gas room. Welp, better brace myself.

“Yes, if it’s not too much of a bother.” I let out a fake giggle and walk with him into the room.

“Wait here, I’ll be right back. I have to tell my friends I found a cute little bird to take back to the nest.” He said as he walked to the door and closed it behind him.

“Now I wait,” I reply as I stand in the middle of the room. The gas activated and within a couple of seconds, I was knocked out. Wow, how long will I be knocked out for? Meh, I don’t have anything to lose. I awoke from being knocked out with a blindfold on and rope around my arms and legs.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, today I have brought a lovely gem for us. She has beautiful brown eyes and-“ Aleister trailed on, talking about me and they started to start bidding on me. When does Sebastian get here? Wai- doesn’t Ciel call Sebastian inside?? But I should be different right?

“Two hundred thousand!” I heard a random man shout.

“Umm, excuse me? I am worth two hundred billion bitch. Sebastian, if you could hurry up before they mark down my price anymore, that would be lovely.” I huffed and glared through the darkness of my blindfold.

“Right away.” Sebastian said as he quickly took care of everyone and knocked out the Viscount. He quickly opened the cage I was in and took off the ropes.

“Now that right there is what I won’t deal with.” I said while rubbing my wrists where the rope was placed.

“The auction?” Sebastian asked as he picked me up and prepared to take me back to the house.

“No, the price they tried to put on me.” I wailed out as he calmly walked out of the building and ran back to the townhouse. As we arrived, Ciel was waiting in the living room area with a cup of tea.

“Welcome back.” He said as he snickered and set the cup down.

“Mhm. I hope you know I’m traumatized.” I said as I sat down next to him, being sure that he felt my glare.

“Of course. Now, I’m pretty sure that the case is closed so go prepare for our departure tomorrow.” 

“Yep. Good night.” I said sounding unsure while walking back to my room. Getting out of that heavy dress was a nightmare, but it was worth it when I finally got back into my bed. 

“Ahhhh.” I sighed as I snuggled into my blankets. Drifting off to sleep was finally calming to me, without a second thought about my old life.

“Good morning Lady Y/n. Today I’ve prepared earl grey tea and scones for you before we head off.” Sebastian said as he took the tea off the tray and handed it to me.

“Thank you!” I cheerfully took the tea from Sebastian and took a nice sip. Mmmmm I thought to myself but realized I accidentally said aloud when Sebastian chuckled at me.

“By the way, yesterday before you retired to your room, what were you thinking?” Sebastian asked as he walked towards me slowly.

“Huh?” I questioned not trying to sound suspicious.

“The tone that you used when you said good night sounded like you were unsure of what happened. Therefore I asked you, what were you thinking about?” 

“Oh nothing haha.”

“Lady Y/n, I know when humans like yourself tell a lie. And right now, I can tell that it wasn’t nothing. I believe you don’t think he’s the murderer.” Sebastian said as he did a small smile with a slight tilt to his head.

“I don’t think he’s the murderer.” Sebastian nodded at me as if beckoning me to continue.

“If anything, he’s just a member of a cult who sells people. It doesn’t seem as if he has the mentality of a serial killer. Also, if I dare go on, he’s one huge creep. He doesn’t have it in him to murder someone.” 

“I see. Well I thank you for sharing that and if I could continue, I know he’s not the killer. I actually had another suspect in mind that would perfectly fit our killer.” Sebastian said as he headed to the door.

“It’s Madam Red, isn’t it.” I ask, not worrying about the plot anymore. I just want to talk with Sebastian more.

“I guess we’ll see later on, won’t we. If you’ll excuse me.” He said as he left the room without another word. 

 -A Couple Hours Later-

I’ve been in my room for the past couple of hours just waiting on Ciel and Sebastian to finally take me with them to the dramatic showcase. What’s taking them forever.

“Lady Y/n, the young master is ready for us to leave.” Sebastian said as he held the door to my room open with a hand on his chest.

“Finally. I’ve been in here forever.” I said as I stepped out of my room, stretching to make myself feel better after being confined for hours.

“Lets go Sebastian!” I exclaim skipping down the halls to the front door.

“Of course.” He said with a slight smile on his lips as he quickly followed me.

As we reached our destination, we slow down as we reached the door.

“We’re at the house of the next victim, Mary Jane Kelly. Proceed with haste.” Sebastian said as he approached the door in front of us. 

“AHHHHHHHHH!” We heard a voice scream inside of the house.

“Sebastian, break down the door. That’s an order.” Ciel said as he swiped his hand in the air.

“Right away,” Sebastian said as he kicked the door in with such style. In front of the door, there was a woman’s body but Sebastian dragged both Ciel and me back before we could see the gruesome sight.

“I- I don’t know what happened. I saw this woman bleeding out in front of me an-“

“That’s enough, Grell,” Ciel said as he cut off Grell’s rambling. Grell was covered in the victim's blood and was holding a bloodied knife.

“I guess since you’ve caught me, theres no reason for me to wear this hideous get-up.” Grell began to transform into her usual grim reaper fit.

“As I suspected, you are a grim reaper.” Sebastian said as he shook his head and grabbed his knives. “But I don’t get why a Grim Reaper would pretend to be a butler.” 

“I was captivated by a woman.” Grell said as she flipped her hair and shook a little in excitement.

“And, who would this woman be?” Sebastian asked for clarification and identification.

“It should be obvious.” Madam Red said as she stepped out from behind Grell.

“Madam Red! Your name was on the list but no human could have independently committed the murder.” Ciel began as he walked up next to Sebastian, “Which would be a different story if you were working with a Grim Reaper. Their supernatural abilities would allow him to access the prostitute’s room without anyone knowing and to travel to the murder scene from Aleister’s party. Therefore, you both had to act together as Jack The Ripper.”

“I’m hurt Ciel, you would suspect your own aunt?” Madam Red said in shock

“There’s an additional connection between all the prostitutes; they all had an abortion at your hospital. And even though we knew who the last victim would be, we weren’t able to save her.” Ciel said with some sadness in his heart.

“It pains me to see that it actually was you, Madam Red.” I said with pain in my voice.

“Oh, my sweet niece and nephew, I regret that you guys found out. We won’t be able to play chess together anymore and I won’t be able to force my dresses onto you anymore.” Madam Red said as she looked at Ciel and me with remorse. “I won’t go easy on you guys. Grell, you know what to do.”

“YEAH!” Grell said as she pulled out her Death Scythe and began to attack me and Ciel until Sebastian stopped him.

“This is an order, capture Madam Red and Grell.” Ciel said as he ripped off his eyepatch.

“Yes, My Lord.” Sebastian said as he began to attack Grell.

As Sebastian and Grell were off fighting, Ciel and I were questioning Madam Red.

“Why’d you commit the murders?” I asked her. This is my main character moment.

Madam Red pulls out a knife and began to speak, “I’m ‘The Hunted’ and theres only one path.”

“That doesn’t answer the question. Why did you do it, Madam Red?” Ciel asked a second time for us.

“You children wouldn’t understand even if I told you. IT WOULD BE BETTER IF YOU WERE NEVER BORN!” Madam Red screamed as she moved in to stab Ciel.

“NO!” I cried as I stood in front of Ciel, to protect him.

“Lady Y/n, Young Master.” Sebastian said as he was cornered by Grell. Madam Red froze as she stared into my eyes, frightened and confused.

“Sebastian, stop. Don’t kill her.” Ciel ordered as Sebastian turned into his demon form, getting ready to kill Madam Red.

“Why do you look so much like him?” Madam Red quivered as she shook violently.

“What are you waiting for? Kill them so that we can go on.” Grell said as she walked over next to Madam Red.

“I can’t.” She replied as a tear began falling from her eyes.

“What? After you already killed so many women, now you can’t kill? Well you can either kill them, or be killed by me.” Grell said as she looked over her nails and looked back up at Madam Red.

“I- I can’t kill them, t-they’re my ni-“ She coughed as Grell shoved her Death Scythe into her chest.

“I’ve lost interest in an ‘ordinary woman’ like you.” Grell said as she pulled her chainsaw out of Madam Red’s chest. “Anyways, I guess it’s time for me to depart. Goodbye, and good riddance.” As Grell was walking away, Ciel suddenly looked at Sebastian.

“Sebastian, capture Grell. This case isn’t over yet.” He said as he looked back down at Madam Reds' body.

“Right away.” Sebastian said as he stepped towards Grell. They began their battle once more and it was just as intense as in the anime. 

Wow, Sebastian does have the moves at times. I looked over at Ciel and he was kneeling over Madam Red’s body and he looked like he was in a daze. As I looked over Ciel, Grell came slamming onto the ground with Sebastian over her, with her death scythe in his hands.

Before Sebastian could kill Grell, someone came and stopped the blow before it landed. Ahhhhh it's William, don’t freak out, don’t freak out.

“Grell Sutcliff…” William went on to list a ton of her faults, but she didn’t care because she was just fangirling over William.

“I apologize for my colleagues actions.” William said as he turned and bowed at all three of us, “I can’t believe the day has come to where I have to apologize to a demon.” As William was dragging Grell away, Sebastian threw Grell’s chainsaw at William’s head, but he easily caught it.

“Didn’t want you to leave that behind.” Sebastian said as he did a fake smile

“Thank you.” William said as he tossed it on Grell and fully walked away.

“Young Master, I apologize for letting Grell escape.” Sebastian said as he bowed towards Ciel.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” Ciel replied as he stood up, swaying onto Sebastian seeming light-headed.

“Are you okay?” Sebastian said as he grabbed Ciel to support him.

“Let go of me. I’m just a little tired. Let’s go Y/n.” He said as he pushed Sebastian away and walked towards the carriage. I quietly followed behind him, scared that anything I said would make him break. I knew she was gonna die but, that must suck for him. Well, not for me because Undertaker is gonna pop up pretty soon. After the long silent ride back to the mansion, we broke away into our respective rooms. I took a warm bath and I laid back into my bed as I always did before I went back to sleep in my new home and I anticipated the next day. The next day, as expected, the wedding for Madam Red happened but I decided to stay home. It went like Ciel did his very dramatic thing with the red dress and he asked me if I wanted to y/nng the red bouquet that we bought for her but I decided to pass because I wouldn’t be able to stay professional in front of Undertaker. Finny, Meyrin, and Baldroy all three decided to try and cheer me up by doing witty stuff like asking if I wanted to go for a walk or to help them with their chores and it worked even though I wasn’t sad. Thus, the end of this arc and the beginning of me deciding my destiny… of making Undertaker love me. 

[fabricated-misslieness]

pairing: albedo, kaeya, xiao and xinyan x male streamer reader

req: yes | modern au | streamer s/o hcs

anon: would you do a modern genshin au headcanons thing x streamer male!reader?

a/n: reader’s a big streamer that uses cam & mic. (p) = pet name

Albedo

Your confidence ends up being something Albedo is interested in. Small streamers and beginners are usually quite shy; while streamers with big followings are often confident. He finds himself studying this phenomenon, although it may not have much of a shocking conclusion.

He knows your whole schedule by heart (which he learned unintentionally) in order to not accidentally appear on your stream.

Unless you’re doing 24 hour streams, or depriving yourself of basic needs. Even then, he makes sure to walk along the sidelines of your cam.

It’s not exactly the worst thing ever if he did, he wouldn’t mind it if you showed him off really, unless anybody started intruding into his private life. He’d still be a bit shy about it though.

It mostly depends on you and whether or not you want him to show up.

If you’re not exactly against it, and it’s never come up before, there will inevitably be a reveal. Most strangers on the internet are, notoriously, nosy.

“Are you taken? Yeah.”

One day, somebody suggested an ‘s/o reveal’ for a big milestone coming up. People started spamming that until you eventually agreed.

The milestone came fast, and of course you had to act on your promise.

Albedo isn’t all that shocked –just as predicted, thanks to his studies, ‘reveals’ tend to be common occurrences amongst social media influencers– and is actually quite prepared, mentally that is.

“Hello.” His voice is soft, just like always. Chat swoons over it immediately.

“Hot voice”, chants of “ASMR”, “WOAH” and more words along those lines end up being what your fans spam.

He laughs softly, “Thank you.”

The laugh, obviously, makes chat swoon even more.

Congrats, now they’re fixated on him. There’s not a single consequent stream where someone’s not saying “bring Albedo!”. He ends up becoming a frequent visitor on stream.

Kaeya

He memorized your schedule, not to avoid it, but to show up. He’ll subtly drop in the background and pretend like he came into the room ‘by mistake’.

Afterwards, he’ll tune into stream just to bask in the compliments and chat freaking out over him. He’s hot, he knows that, and he takes full advantage of it.

Which is why you end up whispering, “Kaeya…” You were just discussing new games with your chat! Now noooobody would be on that topic anymore.

The moment you call him to stream, he’s suddenly busy.

“Kaeya! Chat wants you to-”

“I’m going on a grocery run, I’ll be back soon!”

“You little shi-”

So you go play another game, hoping that chat will forget about him.

The next day, the day after that, and the week after that, they don’t. Thankfully, they end up losing their hopes of meeting him, until he pops back on stream.

“(y/n)? Oooh, oops~”

So of course, you drag him over to introduce himself.

“Kaeya.” He bows dramatically before taking a seat next to you. “I’m taken, by the way.” He makes a show of spreading an arm over your shoulder, “I’m sure you know by who.”

Everything about him just had to be extra, didn’t it?

Xiao

I’ve seen others headcanon modern au Xiao to be a big streamer sometimes, so here we are.

Your schedules end up shifting to be the same so that your free time is spent together, though that means that fans of the both of you have to choose between one or the other. Your fans have no time to complain though, as you start collabing quite frequently.

The way he presents himself to his fans is different from the way he presents to you. His streamer persona is what the fan’s are here for, blunt and straightforward. Though with you, he’s a little softer. Stans pick it up quite quickly.

All of this, the sudden schedule change, the squad streams, they end up becoming quite suspicious.

Xiao is a very private person.

He has official “Xiao” accounts and personal accounts on almost all social media. As such, even when fans nag and nag for the ‘truth’, he doesn’t say anything.

The thing that ends up exposing your relationship? Your pet cams.

“Who’s that next to Tofu?” Xiao glances at the bundle of blankets where Tofu rests. Next to the gray cat sits your pet. He looks back at chat again, hoping your fans don’t recognize the animal. “Isn’t that (y/n)’s pet?”

“...no?”

“Aye, where’d (p) go?”

EXPOSEDDDDDD

Like Albedo, he doesn’t mind it unless fans start intruding on his private life.

But he likes to keep couple pictures limited. Honestly, it feels a bit weird to show off the lower part of his body –weird reasoning too– ‘cause they don’t usually see it, so he feels a bit shy.

Pictures of your pets together is fine, though. It’s not like his official instagram isn’t already filled to the brim with his own cat.

Xinyan

“How do I avoid getting DMCA’d? Ah, my girlfriend’s the copyright holder. She gives me permission to use it.”

Did you just expose your relationship nonchalantly? Yeah.

It’s not like Xinyan really cared, she was already out in the public with fans and admirers. If anything, your relationship is good publicity –not that that was the reason you were together in the first place.

You bet your ass they’re going to ask for her to come on stream though. It’s actually quite natural for her though, seeing as she streams on insta.

The only difference is the content. Most streams of hers are AMA’s or tours of new studios, but with you, it’s video games.

Xinyan, despite her tough exterior, is actually quite a scaredy cat. The person scared of frogs the most in the entire world is her, even if they’re extremely cute.

However, she seems to handle horror games well. Or at least, she can handle RESI 8, which isn’t the scariest game out there.

If there’s a moment where she really got spooked, she just calms down by looking at lady Dimitrescu. Mmm, titties.

She’s not that bad at fps either.

Since you’ve shown her your side of streaming, she’ll show you her expertise: music! Why not make content out of it too?

“Oww, why do the strings hurt so much?!”

She laughs, taking your hand in hers and kissing the tips of your fingers. “You’ll get used to it soon enough. Calluses are the best thing out there, if I do say so myself.” She lets go of your hand, showing off the callused pads of her fingers. “Try again. It’s a mild pain, is it not?”

“Says the one who’s used to it.” Either way, you try again.

The lyre is hard to learn, harder than video games, I’d argue. Still, she’s with you every step of the way.

Chat's there too, though they tease you more than she does.

[ventiskies]

Lone Traveler | Venti

pairing: venti x hurt! reader

summary: you often clear out hilichurl camps with amber and the knights but the one time you do it alone, something had to happen to you. fortunately, a certain (cute) bard had came to your rescue and come to send you back.

a/n: my first genshin fic!! of course it had to be venti hehe, hope you like it and massive apologies if he’s ooc/for any errors! send requests if youd like >3<

Fighting the hilichurls at night had become a hobby you recently developed after going out on random ‘clearing’ trips with the Knights of Favonius, specifically Amber, who on every occasion after the mission, treats you and Paimon to Good Hunter’s sticky honey roast.

All of you were a good team, whenever there was a bigger monster, you knew someone would always have your back, and every mission had always presented success, the worst injuries only being a few deep scratches that Barbara could heal easily.

But one day, you had decided that it was probably the perfect time to go out and venture alone. The knights were busy and feeling confident fighting by yourself, you had taken the opportunity. Paimon had stayed back, claiming that she doesn't want to go if the day wouldn't end with honey roast (not that she helps anyways), but you hadn’t minded, saying that you were just going not far out and if you don't return by morning, then she should maybe try and find you.

Though seeing as you had never done a solo venture out of Mondstadt before, it was no surprised you had gone lost in the woods as soon as you had entered the thick trees.

You had been walking for a while, and suddenly, you saw a small campfire. Assuming it was a friendly traveler such as yourself and in with your heart that had been beating with slight fear and uneasiness, you had quickly ran towards them without thinking twice hoping they would help you find your way back before the sun rose. but when you got closer, you had realized it was in fact, not a person. and when you had come to that conclusion, it had been too late as the first monster that had spotted you shot an arrow directly towards you, alarming the rest of the batch.

This was bad

You successfully were able to avoid the first arrow, but the moment got you distracted and in a blink of an eye, you found yourself being pushed and thrown by the force of a shield of a Mitachurl charging full speed at you. you feel your feet start to burn as they were dragged against the rough grass, and the painful sensation as you hit headfirst against the rubble. 

“Ouch...” you groan quietly, reaching out to rub your head, but the moment you had pulled back, the hilichurls roared, as if releasing a battle cry to alarm the others.

Fuck

Deciding to be smart, you had gotten up and ran (half limped) away, finding it difficult to outrun the group of monsters but managing to get far enough to be out of sight from them who you definitely took note to deal with in the morning,

Or make someone else deal with them, you had thought as you sat down on the stone, thankful that you were able to trudge towards the big tree just outside Mondstadt and inspected the damage it had done to you. only then had you realized that the hand you had used to cover your head was sticky and moist, and the moment you focused, you saw it was red. you were bleeding.

Just great.

You looked up at the sky, blanketing Teyvat with litters of stars that had offered a little comfort at the moment;  and released a small sigh. it was dark and you were lost, although you could just take the path back to Mondstadt, there was a high chance the monsters were waiting for you as stupid as they could be, and you really didn't think you could fight them at the moment with the gash on your leg and your bleeding head.

You shut your eyes tight, silently wishing that you hadn't decided to be so brave and venture on your own and regretting not forcing Paimon to come with you. this was it, you were over. sometimes you wished your other sibling was here for you. they’d know what to do.

But not a minute later, you feel it. a light breeze, a gust of wind passing just through you, as if gently caressing. you shivered, what was that?

It had been too brief to be a random wind passing, and when you opened your eyes, you understood why.

The moment you opened your eyes, you found yourself staring back into an unfamiliar pair of aqua orbs, wide and curious staring right into your soul, extremely close for your comfort. so naturally, as one who had just opened their eyes after trying to calm down after a fight and had assumed was alone would do, you screamed at the top of your lungs and moved back, trying to get as far as the strange person was from you.

“Woah, hey- calm down!” the person says, alarmed that you had started to run away from him. he starts to walk closer to you, and you assumed he was about to shut your mouth from how he had both hands outstretched over each other, so you only screamed harder.

“Okay, okay! I won't hurt you, see? I’m not going to hurt you,” he says gently, eyes wide as if he was also afraid, trying to calm you down, and once you did, he smiles, “there we go. hey there! the name’s Venti, you okay?”

“What?” you asked in disbelief, because who was this person?! Why was he here? Were you being kidnapped? Is this a dream?

Venti frowns, “hey, don't look at me like that!” he says feigning offence, “you’re y/n, right? I saw you running away from those monsters earlier, you got beat really bad,”

“H-How did you know...?” you asked, slowly standing up, looking up at him as he had been taller than you, “and I’m a traveler and I know how to fight, I just... got surprised,” you insisted, not wanting to seem weak in front of the boy. you couldn’t see well, but you could tell he had dark blue to black hair with short twin braids (that strangely reminded you of the statue of the seven that had granted you with the power of anemo just before you had arrived in mondstadt). 

He looked so familiar, yet you were certain you had never seen him.

“Oh, I just know,” he smiles, offering you a hand, “can you stand?”

“Are... are you from Mondstadt?” you ask, hesitant to take his hand. you glance down at his vision, a proud anemo symbol displayed on it. you hear Venti chuckle.

“Yeah!” he says, “but, not always. I mean,” he pauses, “if you’ll try to find me there, you won't be able to. I’m a bard,” he adds, as if it would help you understand better, “but you can trust me, don’t worry. I know this place well,”

“I’m perfectly capable,” you shook your head at his claims, “where did you even come from?!”

“I told you! I saw you running from those hilichurls and decided to come and help,” he pouts, arm dropping to his side, “Come on, you're hurt. I know you're capable but... I’ll-I’ll just bring you back to Mondstadt so I can know you arrived safely, promise!”

“I dont know...” you look around, fiddling with your fingers in fear. it was dark, and you weren't usually afraid of it or even the least bit bothered, but with what you had endured just minutes before, you were surely not going to return alone. 

Sensing this, Venti breaks into a smile, “great! come on, now, I wouldn't let a fellow traveler go back alone! especially not the honorary knight!”

Deciding not to ask how he knew these things, you decided to take his hand and follow his lead towards Mondstadt, or at least, hope you were heading there now. you didn’t want to trust this self proclaimed ‘bard’, but the options were limited, and you really didn’t want to choose death in the obvious sense, which was in the hands of a hilichurl, probably found by Paimon a few hours later.

On your way back, you find out that Venti was definitely talkative. he had asked you a bunch of questions, and even offered to sing you some of his songs. the sun had slowly begun to rise just far into the horizon as you listened to the bard’s chatter, casually slipping in a few jokes that had the two of you laughing so hard that you had to stop for a moment at one point. and although he might be doing it out of pity for your bleeding (now dried up) head, you still felt warm whenever he talked passionately about Mondstadt and its people as if he ruled over them, albeit being quite mischievous.

You found your chemistry somewhat a match, as if… as if you had met him before.

Thankfully, there weren’t any hilichurls blocking the path on the way, so you didn’t have to deal with them anymore (or at least, for the time being. it was as if they had all left as soon as Venti arrived... or he had cleared them out the moment he saw you running away from them. either way, you were thankful the journey wasn't bothered)

“Here we are! Mondstadt! the city of freedom!” Venti smiles, his smile on par with the rising sun’s as he finally lets your hand go the moment you arrive at the bridge- that had been the moment you realized he had been holding your hand the whole time. gosh, I really trusted someone to bring me home.

“Well, I did bring you home, didn’t I?” Venti laughs, and you bite your cheek, feeling flustered that you had accidentally said your thought out loud, “I guess this is where we part!”

“Huh?” you asked, dumbfounded, “wait, where will you be going?”

Venti merely smiles, bowing dramatically for a brief moment, “around,” he states vaguely, “farewell, young one!”

“You’re saying that as if you’re not young yourself,” you mumbled, and at that, Venti bursts out laughing, causing you to look at him weirdly, “what? Isn’t that true?”

“you have no idea how many times I get that,” he wipes a tear dramatically, “well, until we meet again, traveler! be careful next time, or i might as well have to find you again,” he jokes, before waving you off, walking away from the bridge and back out the path and into the woods, where he disappears through the thick trees without turning back.

What an odd person. 

So the next day, when you had ventured further than the usual route the knights cleared out, you silently hope you’d find him again.

[yolkyeomie]

[request] — member: changbin, word count: 2007, genre: enemies to lovers(ish)/genshin au/angst, warning: none.

[2:45 pm]: “you broke it!” You yelled, a heart clenching scream echoing against the sky as you dropped to your knees in disbelief. Of all the things they could have happened, this just had to be one of them?

“What are you getting so worked up over?” The culprit questioned, snapping your head to attention with a face colored with fury.

Changbin stood over you, spinning his giant claymore around by the handle as he glanced down at your feet. His face contorted with annoyance as he unintentionally made you much smaller and weaker as he loomed over your defeated posture and spoke, “It’s just a polearm, we can just get you another one from the blacksmith.”

“Just a polearm?” You blinked once, then twice, as the boy’s harsh words resonated in your head and you rose off of the ground to defend yourself. “This isn’t just some polearm, Changbin!”

You shoved the severed polearm in his face, the once beautifully handcrafted spear now blackened out with ash and covered with scaring a from the boy’s fire. He stepped back instinctively as you continued to force him to look at the damage he had caused and with the trembling of your hands, you shouted, “this was a family heirloom! My father had this polearm, and his father, and his father before him! And you broke it! You snapped in half like it was a twig!”

“I didn’t do anything! You asked to spar and I gave you what you wanted and now you’re bad at the results?” He shouted back, growing defense as you continued to accuse him of such a heinous deed. “Just admit that that thing wasn’t as strong as your family made it out to be instead of blaming me.”

Furious with his attitude and denial, you took the sharp end of the polearm and swiped it at him. Thanks to your inattentiveness, the vision strapped along your glowed it’s ocean blue hue as water gathered around the head to increase the damage to attack. Though your aim was messy and fueled by sheer hatred so Changbin was easily able to dodge out of the way despite being rather slow out of the two.

In retaliation Changbin picked up his claymore with one hand and instinctively aimed the weapon at you, flames began to lick the sides of the blade as the vision embedded into his arm cuff began to glow its red hue.

The two of your never got along very well, no matter how hard you made an effort in hopes of mending your friendship. It was a constant off and on again fighting whenever it came to you two, especially when the vision bestowed upon you had been for the element of hydro, and Changbin’s for the element of Pyro. Though you were usually able to find some sort of middle ground at the end of the day to keep the tension within the group low, it didn’t seem like there would be that kind of resolve this time around.

“Woah, stop! What’s going on? The entirety of Liyue Harbor can hear you two yelling at each other! Do you really want the Millelith to get called on you?” Both of you snapped your head’s toward the voice, catching the shocked sight of Bang Chan and Jisung approaching.

Within seconds Jisung was at your side, forcing you to lower what was left as he tried to gauge what the situation was. Though he didn’t need to when you were already crying wolf to them. “He broke it! Changbin broke my polearm and he doesn’t even care!”

“He what?” Chan and Jisung questioned, turning toward the boy with disbelief printed on their foreheads.

“We were in a sparring match and I saw a weak point so I took my chances!” He defended himself. “The polearm snapping in half wasn’t meant to happen but Y/N keeps acting like I’ve committed a crime when I’ve done nothing wrong! Besides, we can just get you a polearm for the blacksmith, there’s no reason to be acting like this.”

“It’s like you don’t understand what you’ve done at all, you can’t just make another one of these,” you hissed are him, “This is unique, one of a kind, from my family and my family alone. This polearm isn’t something you can just buy from a blacksmith! You snapped it in half like it was nothing but a twig in the mud!”

“Well then maybe it is just a twig in the mud,” he cursed, taking a low blow to your feelings as he continued. “Clearly it must have been, if a weapon that was powered by a vision of all things so easily snapped under my claymore. Shouldn’t a family heirloom have at least some level of power to it? Maybe it really wasn’t one at all then.”

“That’s enough from you,” Chan scolded, moving into a more protective mode after hearing the words tumble out of your mouths with no filter. “Can’t you see you’ve done enough damage as it is?”

Changbin stared back at the boy, struggling to make up an excuse to get back on Chan’s good side. “But—“

“Yeah, don’t you think before you speak?” Jisung added, frowning at his friend’s dismissal of your belongings and feelings. “You’re taking it way too far, you’re being mean to Y/N for no reason now. Can’t you see that they’re upset, right Y/N— Y/N?” The three boys turned their head to face you but by the time they finally addressed you, you were gone.

The three of them glanced around for any speck of your existence, but it seemed as though you had completely vanished from the scene. All that was left was the other end of the broken polearm lying in grass that had been left behind. “Now look what you’ve done,” Chan sighed, crouching down to pick up the polearm. “How are you gonna fix this situation you’ve made, Changbin?”

You huffed ask you trudged through marketplace of Liyue Harbor, the broken polearm clenched in your grasp as you stared down on it. You had forgotten the other side of the polearm back where you had left Changbin and the others, but your pride wouldn’t let you go back to retrieve it. So instead, you had been walking in the market for hours in search of a blacksmith, but there was no one who could give you what you wanted.

The words that Changbin threw at you stung a lot more than you originally thought and facing him so soon when he probably didn’t think he was in the wrong might cause a lot more problems than solving any. You usually had a decent sense of self control, but if he spoke one word to you right now? You’d blow a fuse in a matter of seconds.

You couldn’t focus on that though, you needed to find a polearm to use as quickly as possible. As much as it pained you to look for a replacement, there was no way to repair the family heirloom and you needed to be able to defend yourself in the wild world of Liyue

You couldn’t simply rely on Bang Chan and Jisung for everything, you had a vision and it was to be put to use. The archons don’t just give them to anyone after all.

“Y/N,” a hesitant voice called out to you, your somber attitude turning fiery as soon as you recognize it. You turned your head around to find Changbin cautiously approaching you, covered in dirt and soot despite being clean only a few hours ago. He stopped in his tracks when the two of you met each other’s eyes, struggling to get another word out of his mouth. “Uh... yeah, so Y/N—“

“Are you here to make fun of me again?” You bite back, the conversation from earlier in the day coming back in vivid memories. “Tell me how my polearm wasn’t a good heirloom? That it’s just a twig in the mud.”

Changbin winced at your words, a nervous laugh escaping his lips. “Okay so you haven’t forgotten that... good to know.”

“Forgotten that?” You repeated, scoffing— no, laughing— at the boy’s sheer audacity. “How could I have forgotten how much poison you had sown in your words when you were quite literally yelling at me?”

“I don’t know! It’s been a couple of hours? I thought you had probably forgotten what I said by now?” He hissed, the tensions rising between you two once more. You and Changbin really couldn’t get along with each other, the boy seemed to believe that all would be forgiven if you simply forgot about everything and you held onto grudges a lot stronger then he predicted.

With that the two of your turned away from each other, huffing and puffing with disdain for the other. Was Changbin’s sole purpose in life to make you angry now? Why did he even show up if he wasn’t going to apologize for what he had said to you?

“Talking to you makes me so frustrated, geez.” Changbin muttered to himself, though his words were still able to find its way into your ears.

You turned around fast enough to give you whiplash as you opened your mouth to retaliate, ready to bare your fangs and give the boy a piece of your mind. Though you stopped when the boy shoved something at your face at the same time, nearly crashing straight into the object and struggling to help your balance.

In his hands was a polearm— new, shining black and gold polearm— and he held it out for you to take. “What is this?” You questioned him, cautiously taking the weapon out of his hands to look at it yourself. You had never seen this polearm before, you had walked into nearly every single blacksmith within Liyue Harbor and you never set your eyes upon this one. In fact it looked like it had been... just created.

“I felt bad, okay?” Changbin snapped, trying his best to hide his embarrassment as he turned his back to you. “Chan pulled me aside and made me talk about what happened and I felt bad. What I said was bad, okay? I understand that just take it or leave it, I don’t care anymore.”

You hold the polearm tightly in your hands, mixed feelings begin to swirl around your chest as you glanced at it. “I’ve been... searching for new polearms all over the place. Where did you... where did you even get this thing?”

He hesitated, thinking to himself for a few seconds before he glanced over his shoulder to look at you. “I made it. I got the materials for it, then came together with Hyunjin who uses a polearm too, and... I made it for you.” Changbin turned on his heels to face you, putting on his rough and tough demeanor as he made sure to remind you,” Only because I felt bad and made you upset, okay? Those are the only reasons I made that for you, don’t get it twisted or anything.”

“Changbin, that’s...,” you trailed off, unsure of what to say.

You were still mad at him and hadn’t received a direct apology yet, but the mere fact that he went and made you your very own unique polearm? You couldn’t lie and say you didn’t feel your heart warming at his actions. Maybe he wasn’t as bad as your anger made him out to be. “Oddly kind of you, are you sure Chan wasn’t the one who made it and you’re just giving it to me to look nice?”

“Alright, give that back then.” The boy demanded, reaching out to take the spear away from you.

You immediately slid out of the way, using your heightened agility to stay out of the boy’s grasp, “no! I mean... thank you, Changbin. This... this was nice of you to do for me. I’m still mad at you though, don’t forget that.”