#also my first time writing a proper diluc pov

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they said to write what you know so i immediately gave all my faves copious amounts of guilt

🍷 ragbros + kaejean

🍷 fluff and angst and fraught sibling conversations

🍷 T-rated for alcohol

🍷 3.3k words

[divinolenta]

albedo, diluc + zhongli with a blunt s/o

character x male reader, fluff/sfw

additional notes: requested by a lovely anon! thank you for requesting ♡ my first time writing a male reader (although i feel like it’s more gender neutral here, my apologies), definitely not my best work so i hope it’s ok :( i’d love if you could give me some feedback on this so i can improve! i strive to make this blog more inclusive for all readers! please enjoy these headcanons and i’m sorry for the long wait :(

albedo:

albedo honestly doesn’t care

like diluc, he can be incredibly frank too, so he doesn’t mind it. to him, you’re transparent and easy to read, and he prefers it that way. albedo doesn’t have time nor does he care for embellished words with buried ulterior motives that he has to decipher

you easily earn his trust, and in turn, albedo sheds the distantly courteous demeanour of his and lets himself be vulnerable in your presence

loves having deep debates and discussions with you! this usually happens as you huddle under the blankets with him. he especially loves talking about his experiments because you’re not afraid to voice your opinion, unlike some of his more timid colleagues (he will definitely consider your input and use it to further improve and analyze his findings)

however, these conversations tend to extend late into the night (he would talk until the crack of dawn if he could, or if you’d let him), until he’s struggling to keep his eyes open and your words are barely audible, sentences slurring together due to fatigue

he doesn’t get irritated or offended either, he’ll seriously contemplate your words, even if they oppose his own beliefs (probably religiously believes to “agree to disagree”)

albedo lets himself melt and relax when he’s alone with you and shoves the turbulent thoughts to a side, nestling into bed with you and dropping his proper and polite facade that he shows in public, revealing a sleepy and affection man under. you’re the mirage he sees as he drags himself through a sandstorm, throat parched and rough, craving your soothing presence

paimon snickers when she sees the stark contrast between the way he treats you and others. albedo poorly veils his exasperation and annoyance when he converses with his peers and she loves to try to guess what he’s thinking, along with commentary

hardly gets jealous because you’re able to quickly reject others who are interested in you and he trusts you wholeheartedly. however, when albedo notices that you’re starting to get uncomfortable, he’ll come up and backhug you, chin propped on your shoulder as he stares disdainfully at the other person. “he’s mine.”  (an individual who is indifferent to someone’s discomfort will never earn his trust and respect)

diluc:

at first, diluc is troubled by your bluntness

although he can be rather curt himself, he finds that your honesty is unsettling and comes off as, no offense, borderline rude

perhaps this is because he is constantly surrounded by individuals who allow sickly sweet lies to fall from their lips as freely as the flow of the river. he’s just accustomed to others feigning cordiality and benevolence in order to befriend him

when he finds out that you actually don’t have a penchant for pretty words he warms up to you, and finds that he truly enjoys your company. diluc feels like he can rant about anything, and perhaps it’s foolish of him, but his guard crumbles so easily when he speaks with you

let’s be honest, when you’re pining for each other, you’d probably be the first one to confess. there’s no other meaning to your words, and he’s pleasantly surprised, a blush creeping up his neck (it’s like pouring gasoline on to a fire, and watching it burn) as he accepts your confession with a shy smile

knowing that you’re so honest, diluc has a whole crisis when you tell him you love him or compliment him. his brain just short-circuits and he’s a stammering mess, too flustered to reciprocate the affection

bonus points if you make a snarky remark about how easy he is to fluster! (”heh, your face is as red as your hair, diluc.” “q-quiet.”)

more often than not, diluc enjoys the sight of you ignoring or abruptly cutting through kaeya’s advances and implications. he can’t hide his satisified smile when he hears the suave calvary captain go quiet after you tell him to shut up (swears he falls even deeper in love with you)

you’re both venti and kaeya’s worst nightmares. diluc’s bluntness and vexation? pfft easy to deal with. but you and diluc? the moment they’ve had more than a few drinks, you’re supporting diluc’s campaign to permanently kick them out the tavern, reminding them both terrifyingly of two fathers, arms crossed with stern scowls (on rare occasions, you’re on their side and they rejoice. diluc is irked by how they only listen to you)

zhongli:

zhongli isn’t put off by your bluntness, rather he welcomes it

personally, it just means that every word that slips past your lips are sincere and you truly mean it with all your heart

he loves it, really, especially when he rambles about the history of liyue and tells you stories, and you stare at him with such wonder in your eyes (your eyes, he reflects, could rival the celestial stars with the way they sparkle and shine)

when you bombard him with questions or comment on little details, zhongli falls in love all over again, because no matter how direct or gruff your words may be, he knows you have a heart of gold, infinite times more precious than mora or any jewel in the world

he finds it amusing when you get impatient in the middle of the story and interrupt him, begging him to get to the moral of the story

“get to the point, please” you groan, and zhongli chuckles, “have a bit more patience, my beloved.” (were the poetic metaphors and flowery language driving you insane? perhaps)

speaking of patience, his patience is infinite, i swear. the resilient and serene earth to combat the impulsive and fierce fire, zhongli listens to you with the patience of a saint, and your honesty and bluntness makes you so endearing in his eyes, all that runs through his mind is god you’re so cute and he loves you so much (practically makes heart eyes at you, cue childe gagging in the background)

loves giving you nicknames that suit your fiery and frank nature (my fireball…etc.)!

ever the gentleman, zhongli’s way of speech is sophisticated and quite flattering, so sometimes he has a hard time denying others, and he’s led cluelessly into a lion’s den.

thankfully, you’re there to stop that from happening, and most of the time, you’re able to steer him back to safety. you’re also there to bargain for him because zhongli is notorious for spending all his mora on beautiful, intricate and useless things (trick question: are you his boyfriend or are you his secretary?)

you’ve also probably tried to distance him from childe (who knows what the no-good fatui might be up to?) by directly asking him, positive that he was trying to get zhongli in his debt (he’s utterly confused: “why would i do that, my dear?” and probably tries to acquaint you with the harbinger)

pov: you’re sitting at the same table, subtly insulting each other while zhongli is distracted by his tea, sipping the fragrant liquid, paying no heed to you and childe