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sassykattery · 9 months

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Dollface, Pt 11

Welcome to the finale– are you ready to take the plunge?

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Smut: piv, multiple rounds and creampie, breeding kink (but no mention of offspring), size difference, f! receiving penetration. Passion/romance driven sex. Hair pulling. Explicit mentions of male and female genitalia.

The main character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. This story is meant to be somewhat curvy/plus-sized reader insert, but the main character is given a physical description, but it's not crucial to the story or mentioned often after Part 1.

Characters: Main Character. Diavolo. Mammon. Satan. Beel. Belphie. Levi. Asmo. Lucifer. Barbatos.

Themes: Romance. Magic. Adventure. Sex. Smut. Diavolo x fem! MC.

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"My lord, we should talk," Barbatos stated, seeing Diavolo sitting at one of the couches in the penthouse. His human lover was asleep in their bedroom while he started to do recovery on everything he'd missed for the last several months.

"Yes, Barbatos, I figured you'd come by eventually. I'm starting on all the meetings I've missed with the nobledemons and their grievances," the prince replied, sitting back and holding a document up to read.

"I meant about the young mistress," Barbatos replied.

"Oh, yes, what is it?" Diavolo immediately looked up and set the page down.

"My lord, are we really certain about bringing her to the Devildom? Yes, we have the sorcerer, but are we really wanting to do this? I thought there was more you wanted to do before deciding who–"

"Barbatos," Diavolo sighed. "I think you know as well as I do that my mind is set on this. I'm not leaving her here."

"I really must implore you to think harder about this. I understand you'd like to keep her but would you be putting her in more danger by doing so?" Barbatos persisted.

Meanwhile, a particular and curious Demon of Pride slipped into the master suite while the prince and his butler argued in the living room. Lucifer looked around, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. He never knew a human to prefer it as much as she did. Quietly, he sauntered over to the bed where the sleeping human lay, all bundled up in the covers like a burrito. The demon sat on the edge closest to her and peered down at her. He could see just her face peaking out, her eyes closed.

"Sweet little lamb all wrapped up in her nest, not knowing the demon who watches as she lays to rest," he murmured to her.

She stirred some, and he watched with interest. When she was done, he slid in further to seat himself next to her. Carefully, he peeled back the covers, seeing her messy hair in a bun, wearing just a black lacey bralette. He grazed a knuckle against her cool cheek, then tracing a finger down her neck and clavicle. She was so smooth and soft to him. His eyes wandered down, seeing her breasts squished together so perfectly. He rather liked how she looked, her skin softly gleaming with the little light available, her body curvy and plush like the finest dessert he wanted to devour.

Yes, much more like a wolf and his little lamb he wanted to keep very close in his clutches.

He looked around the room then, taking it all in as he thought to himself, that was, until a little warm hand reached out to touch his.

"Lucifer," she murmured. His eyes darted toward her barely open ones.

"How do you know?" He whispered. Certainly, this human couldn't tell in such darkness, right?

"Voice," she croaked, "and cologne."

Lucifer smirked to himself and leaned down closer to her, tilting his head.

"Where's Diavolo?" She murmured again, trying to find her voice.

"Currently arguing with Barbatos in the living room," he replied. He saw her expression shift to worry, and he placed his large hand over her abdomen to gently push down. "It's being handled. Just rest in here for now." She nodded, so he brought his hand up to run his fingers over her eyes, closing them. "Shhh..."

He then got up and left the master suite to inquire about the current torrent of back and forth between the prince and his butler. He overheard that the woman was the topic of discussion, and walked in.

"If I may?" Lucifer suddenly interrupted, rounding the corner into the living room. "I've sent my brothers out on some errands. But I'd like to interject as well," he added.

"Go on," Diavolo replied.

"She's not an ordinary human. When we were on the plane, I had the privilege of speaking to her," the Avatar explained. "She is actually the last soul I ever made as an archangel. This human woman has my blessings."

"Really?" Diavolo asked and sat forward, his elbows on his knees as he clasped his hands together.

"Barbatos, my brothers and I are already quite taken with her. I don't see as to why she couldn't fill the role," Lucifer admitted to Barbatos. The butler sighed and looked askance.

"If she's blessed, then at least she stands some chance of survival in our realm. And more than anything, she is our charge. Anyone seen taking a stand against her presence would be taking a stand against the crown," Diavolo added.

The butler sighed and walked to the windows to think. Barbatos finally raised a brow. "You made her, Lucifer? What did you bless her with?" He turned to face the Morningstar.

Lucifer was quiet.

"Lucifer? What did you give her?" Diavolo asked the same question again.

"... Everything. I gave her everything," the fallen archangel finally answered. "She's blessed with many talents and favors. When I made her, I put my entire heart into her, not knowing why I was even making her. She's... highly favored."

The other demons sat there a bit speechless, something they didn't feel terribly often. They finally looked back at one another before looking at Lucifer.

"... If that's the case, we must take her," Barbatos stated.

With bleary eyes, she looked around the room she was in. The woman sat up and looked around. It was still dark in their room, just as Diavolo had left it. She vaguely remembered Lucifer coming in briefly to see her, though just barely so.

"Dia?" She called out softly.

When she received no reply, she slipped out from under the covers and padded over to the closet. She pawed through it and found a simpler lounge set of crimson velour pants and a plain black t-shirt. Once dressed, she left the bedroom and walked around the penthouse. It was completely empty, and she began to become anxious at the profound lack of anyone around. In the kitchen, she finally found a note.

"I had some food sent up to the room. It should be arriving when you wake up. Eat and watch some TV, I'll see you soon," –Diavolo

Her head tilted, and just as she placed the note down, the doorbell rang. Surprised, to say the least, she walked to the door and saw a delivery man in the peep hole. They exchanged pleasantries after she opened the door, and she took the food when they were done.

Sitting in the living room, she did as told, eating her takeout and putting on a romantic comedy. She felt very alone and anxious, but did her best to listen to Diavolo. Occasionally, she got up to use the bathroom or another drink from the fridge.

It was nearly three hours in, and one and a half movies later, they still weren't back. She was growing more concerned until she started feeling sleepy. The thought to go to bed crossed her mind, but it was like her body was so heavy that she couldn't make it. The couch was good enough for her, she thought, as she laid down and closed her eyes.

Minutes later, she was awake again, but this time, it was completely dark in the penthouse, with no light coming from the city below the windows. She could hear rain hitting the window but couldn't even see it. It wasn't minutes, it was hours that had gone by as she saw 3:33 on the digital clock nearby.

"Diavolo?" She called out again. No answer. Dread and fear began coursing through her body. She had no way of contacting anyone with her own cell phone, and all he said was they would see each other soon.

"Come here," she heard a whisper say from the penthouse door. Her head whipped around to look in the direction she heard it from.

"No," she called back, treading carefully. She knew from how it sounded that it was inhuman, and knowing about the supernatural world as she did, it wasn't far-fetched to think it was a spirit.

"Come. You want to see him, yes?" It whispered again.

"You won't help me. Begone," she barked, standing her ground. The voice chuckled quietly.

"Don't be so quick to cast me out, girl. Your soul may be old, but I have existed longer than most stars in all universes," the whisper replied.

She then quietly stood, walking toward the door. "Okay, fine. Here I am," she replied.

"Closer, dove, I need you at the door," the voice beckoned again.

With her brows furrowed, arms folded, and back straight, she approached and stood within inches of the door. "Now what?"

"Little lamb, old soul, sweet girl, you are called to a new place," the door replied. "Hark, think back to the times you fell out of step with mortals, when you knew things no one else did but had no explanation for how you did, or how the spirits sought your company, yet you felt compelled to deny them."

"I remember..." she answered, feeling slightly dizzy, but more like she was experiencing vertigo as everything became even darker around her, to the point that not a single lumen of light could be seen.

"You were blessed by Lucifer himself, a doll for the darkness, a lamb for the light, a soul for the saved and damned. Many adore, lust for, and want you, but only the select few were only ever meant to keep you. Those few have come to take you home, to bestow great gifts and charms upon you in this new life they offer."

"... What must I do?" She asked, her words beginning to slur as she held her head in her hand.

"Sit at the right of the right hand and at the left of the crown," it answered cryptically. "Wear the crown of thorns and carry it high above your subjects. Let them see you, let them drown themselves in your empathy. And let the sovereign grovel before you, worshipping your being as you lay the path to his dreams simply by walking along his circuit. They shall all love you, and you shall love them. You will redeem rewards you longed for your entire life for your deeds, malicious and benevolent."

She stared at the door, listening to every word. Even as it spoke, she comprehended it was speaking in another language, yet she could understand every word. Blinking a few times, she finally felt clarity as the pain subsided.

"Is this the way to his home?" She asked, placing a hand on the door. Immediately, three circles began to etch into the door, as if someone was holding a woodburner pen to it.

The first circle on the left was filled with the design of a crown, embellished with precious stones and harsh thorns. "The Emperor" was listed below it. The third circle on the right was filled with a set of beautiful, intricate scales, perfectly balanced with a feather and a boulder on each platform. "Justice" was listed below it. Finally, the middle circle began to fill itself. There was a line down the middle, and each half was filled with half of a very familiar face. Her own face appeared on the left, and the prince's on the right in high detail. Below it read "The Lovers."

"Make your choice, little lamb."

Her eyes were wide as she took in the scene, her breathing becoming feather-light and heart pounding in her chest.

She swallowed thickly and reached up high on the door, letting her fingers drag across the warm wood.

"Take me home."

The door became untouchable with fiery heat, and it suddenly disappeared but left the smoldering images hanging in mid-air.

Beyond the burning glyphs, she looked past them and saw two glaring crimson eyes glaring down at her, as if it was further down the hallway.

"A wise choice," the figure said, coming closer. "Are you afraid?" It sounded nothing like the whisper from the door. This sounded like the chorus of all the voices she's heard her whole life, the ones she ignored or turned away in favor of trying to lead a normal life. And it was finally in this moment who she's seen and heard all these years.

"Just of the uncertainty. Not of you," she answered. "I know you."

"And I know you, lamb. And you will get to know me more and the life you were meant to have."

A shadowy hand extended toward her, illuminated by the burning glyphs.

"Take my hand, and I'll take you home, darling."

She saw something in her peripheral and saw the colors coming into focus to show her the childhood bedroom she was leaving behind. Her life. Her parents. Everything she ever knew.

Looking back to the hand waiting for her, she took another deep breath before trailing her glowing gaze up toward the large crimson orbs that watched her.

"Will it hurt?" She asked, her hand raised with her palm up, not extending it past her own frame.

"Not at all. I'm here to ensure your safe delivery. Your body and soul will remain in tact."

She nodded and looked at the burning epitaph before her, studying their shape and meanings.

"I want to see you," she stated. She felt the being's hesitation and added, "Like this. Don't change to your human form."

"Then you will be afraid," he answered.

"You've been in my mind the entire time. I've seen you in corners and beyond the edges of the halls," she insisted. "I want this."

Unable to resist the temptation, the figure stepped forward, the light before her subtly illuminating his form. She craned her head back. It was at least ten foot tall, the entire body a blanket of black soot and shadow, the outlines of the form hazy with vapors. To the more solid parts of the body, they shined dully. Her eyes trailed upward to find hard-cut abs and a highly muscular frame. It was only when she finally found the beast's face that she was a little stunned. The shape never stayed consistent, the vapors fluctuating between a lion, goat, humanoid, to something that could only he described as demonic. The face finally settled on a mix of humanoid and demonic. He had a sharp nose and high cheekbones, horrifyingly beautiful with his crimson eyes and wicked smile lined with bloody teeth. Large batlike black wings riddled with falling black feathers twitched behind him.

"... Satisfied?"

"Yes, thank you... Lucifer," she answered. He held out his ghostly black hand to her again. "... I'm ready."

He smiled again, licking his teeth. "We'll see."

Keeping her eyes locked on his, she placed her small hand in his much larger one, his long fingers with talons curling around her fist. His touch was simultaneously warm and cool. He tugged her in close, looking down at her. "Hang on."

Lucifer bent down to sweep her up into his arms, cradling her bridal style. He turned and began walking down the hallway that was slowly becoming illuminated with every step he took. They shined from looking wet, as if they were in a sewer. She laid her head against his chest.

He stopped and waved his hand over her face, causing her eyes to close. "Rest, my lamb, we'll be there soon."

In milliseconds, she was asleep again, and he took off running down the halls of hell, speeding past the souls of the damned, the circles of each sinful ring a blur. Though it was a long and treacherous journey for anyone else, for one of hell's most feared occupants, he had no trouble traversing its distance. He flew up toward the hellish skies, passing the brimstone fires, hail, and electrical storms. Though she may have been intrigued, he wanted to save such a journey for when she was more prepared.

Thunders and cracks of lightning spurred around him as he flew through the tunnel connecting hell to the residential realm of demons: the Devildom. In reality, it took hours to make the trek, but to him, it felt like minutes.

With a loud thud, Lucifer touched down in the center of the Student Council Room at RAD, his wings wrapped around himself and his cargo. He was breathing hard and reorienting himself in his humanistic form again. As the cloak of hell's overcast dissipated, he took a deep breath and looked up, his wings unfurling to reveal the little bundle in his arms.

"Thank you, Lucifer. Right on time as always," Diavolo called out, taking his seat at the head chair in his own demonic form, draconic wings and tail slowly dissipating. He snapped his fingers and returned to his regular form again. "I hope the gates behaved. The spirits were a little unruly from her presence."

"It was fine," Lucifer replied, gently setting the woman down on the floor. His brothers began to file into the room, chatting amongst themselves as they saw her laying there on the floor. They briefly checked in with Diavolo, reporting on their efforts to prepare for their new arrival. After Lucifer laid her out more comfortably, making sure she was put together, he stepped away and straightened his uniform before taking a seat beside his brothers below Diavolo.

"Are we ready?" Diavolo asked, setting his papers down and looking around to make sure everything was in place.

The brothers sounded off their readiness in reply, enthusiastic for their new member.

"Lucifer," Diavolo ordered, leaving his command unspoken. Lucifer raised his hand and snapped his fingers, rebuking his spell.

Everyone went silent as they all watched her. It took nearly a minute before she started to stir, her eyes unfocused and trying to open unsuccessfully. Her vision was tilted, her head swimming as she fought to orient herself again. The air pressure felt different, her body felt somehow lighter, and the air smelled much different, like spice and crisp autumn leaves. This wasn't earth, and she knew it pretty quickly.

While she regained consciousness, Diavolo watched nervously. His golden gaze was trained solely on her as she started to try and prop herself up on an elbow.

"My head..." she groaned softly.

The prince flinched but ultimately stayed in his seat. He had seen her last just merely half a day prior, but he had missed her so much. And entrusting her with Lucifer was not easy, but he was grateful it went as well as it did.

Finally, she sat up fully, leaning on one arm as she used her free hand to rub her eyes. She blinked a few times and let her eyes adjust to the new lightning, as it was dimmer than before. It was then that she looked up and saw all her companions from before smiling down at her, waiting patiently. Her eyes darted up to the large red-head sitting in the chief judge's chair that smiled down at his beloved human.

Diavolo stood slowly.

"Welcome to the Devildom... Taylor."

I hope you enjoyed! This has been the finale of Dollface. As I wrote this story, I knew the direction I wanted to go, and it evolved to how *I* came to the Devildom in a joint story of Diavolo's mishap in becoming a doll. My name is Taylor IRL, so I apologize if you may have been confused at the end. But I wanted to make this a story that most everyone could enjoy, and be reader insert minus a few choice places. Insert your own name at the end!

Thanks for reading!

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theleetoalerandalertoalee · 1 year

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Here’s the fic for October 3rd ^^

Razor x Bennett

I hope you all enjoy<3

Day 3 - Cuddles

It rarely snowed in Mondstadt, unless someone wanted to include the Cryo Regisvine and Dragonspine as tourist attractions. Nonetheless, there are days when the wind can be nippy and the ground grumpy and brittle. Some Mondstadters say it means Barbatos is warning them that the crops must be rotated. After all, planting grapes for wine over and over will ruin the land. Alas, on the days that are this abrasive, the boars are easier to catch. Everything is less nomadic in the cold.

“Brr…it sure is a bit chilly…huh, Razor?”

The wolf boy nods, “yes. Today is cold. Cold give more meat.”

“Why is that?”

“People cold stay inside. Animals cold huddle together.”

“So…more boars will be huddled in groups rather than scattered around in a field?”

“Yes.”

“Hehe, nice! Where do we look first?”

“I lead, you follow.”

“Alrighty!”

Razor continues down the trail as his friend follows.

“Bennett,” Razor says, “you seem cold.”

Bennett smiles dismissively, “well, it’s a bit windy and stuff, but don’t you worry.”

“No, teacher says we can catch a…cold.”

“Oh, yeah, I guess if you get too cold, yeah you can get sick.”

“I have an idea to help.”

“Oh? Whatcha got in mind?”

Razor takes Bennett’s hand and leads him to the ring where Boreas resides. Instead of going into the arena, the wolf boy leads the adventurer to the large fallen tree trunk off to the side of it.

“Here,” says Razor, “lupical rests.”

“Wow…it’s very spacious!”

“The tree blocks the wind- cold wind- and rain. It helps keep warm.”

“Hehe, that’s cool.”

Razor sits down on the ground, patting the spot next to him for Bennett to join him. Bennett sits beside Razor and the wolf boy nuzzles into Bennett’s chest, trying to use the friction and body heat to keep his friend warm.

Bennett giggles, putting his hands on Razor’s shoulder, “hey- hehe- Razor! That tickles!”

“Snuggle gives warmth, no tickles, Bennett.”

Bennett falls back, laying down on the ground as Razor continues to snuggle his head into the adventurer’s chest.

Razor wasn’t wrong though…to a point. It did help keep Bennett warm, but the feeling of Razor’s coarse hair on his clavicle had the dexterity of a claw with the flexibility of a feather.

Razor stops for a moment, “lupical does this to stay warm. Is it working?”

Bennett nods, “well…yes…I do feel less cold, actually…”

“Is it time to continue the hunt?”

“Well- I mean…I am quite comfortable, uh- aren’t you?”

Razor tilts his head, “mm…yes.”

“So…can we just y’know stay until it warms up, then?”

“Hm? Does that mean you are still catching a cold?”

“No, it’s just I wouldn’t mind staying here for a bit longer- hahahaha!”

Razor starts snuggling Bennett again, “lupical is stronger than the cold!”

Even if it meant the hunt would wait, Razor wanted to make sure his friend was safe and healthy. After all, lupical is family.

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otomiyaa · 11 months

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Hi all! 31 fics are finished for this year's Tickletober: Miya & Mia's Tickletober, prompt list together with @ticklygiggles! An overview of my finished fics can be found below. Thank you to everyone who participated and used our list. I hope you didn't struggle too much, or curse our names like a certain @lovelynim did 🤭

Special SPECIAL thanks to precious @wertzunge 💕 for helping me retrieve my fics after I lost my account. I didn't back them up, and thanks to his help I could get them back and post them on AO3.

Note: not all fics are uploaded on tha tumblrz.

Day 1: Trap | Rengoku x Tengen (Demon Slayer) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 2: Claws | Josh x Lucy (The Hating Game) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 3: Villain | TodoBaku (BNHA) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 4: Mask | Itto x Heizou (Genshin) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 5: Disguise | Rei x Kazuki (Buddy Daddies) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 6: Movie | Sawako x Kazehaya (Kimi ni Todoke) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 7: Playtime | Miyo x Kiyoka (My Happy Marriage) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 8: Haunted | Dani x Jamie (The Haunting of Bly Manor) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 9: Mirrors | Hobie & Miles (Across the Spiderverse) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 10: Cloak | Peter 1 & Peter 2 & Peter 3 (MCU) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 11: Pumpkin | Beidou x Ningguang (Genshin) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 12: Wolf | Garu x Eiden (NU: Carnival) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 13: Prank Call | Enola x Tewkesbury (Enola Holmes) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 14: Roleplay | Lyney x Wriothesley (Genshin) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 15: Babysitter | Sengoku & Miyamura (Horimiya) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 16: Sweets | Ariel x Eric (The Little Mermaid 2023) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 17: Closet | NSFW - Yiyoung x Daehyung (Work Love Balance) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 18: Spiderweb | Jean x Marco (AOT) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 19: Dark | Tokoyami x Shoji (BNHA) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 20: Cursed | Suzume x Souta (Suzume no Tojimari) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 21: Horns/Fangs | Sariphi x Leonhart, King of Beasts (Niehime to Kemono no Ou) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 22: Tail/Wings | Tighnari x Albedo (Genshin) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 23: Party | Momose x Shirosaki (Atarashii Joushi wa Do Tennen) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 24: Spell | Maleficent & Aurora (Maleficent) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 25: Boo | Reader x Solomon, Barbatos, Simeon (Obey Me) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 26: Thunder | Scara x Childe (Genshin) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 27: Monster | Link x Zelda (TOTK) AO3 | Tumblr - Collab with @dokidoki-muffin

Day 28: Silence | Wade x Ember (Elemental) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 29: Zombie | Hinata & Miya Twins (Haikyuu) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 30: Fantasy | Simeon x Solomon (Obey Me) AO3 | Tumblr

Day 31: Halloween | Neuvillette x Wriothesley (Genshin) AO3 | Tumblr - Collab with @ticklygiggles

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delphi-dreamin · 1 year

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I Just Wanna Be (The Girl you Like)

[Stream 5]

The announcement is made.

Characters: MC!Delphi, Lucifer, Asmodeus, Beelzebub

Relationships: Delphi x Asmo, Delphi x Beel, Delphi x Lucifer (mutual pining)

Word Count: 1276

Warnings: None, general angst

Notes: Hey y'all! I am back from vacation and have been working on things again! I was trying and trying to make this chapter longer, but it just didn't want to be. So, a bit shorter than usual. I'm not gonna make any promises about chapter length going forward, lol. They'll be as long or as short as they want to be. I can't guarantee s normal posting schedule, but I will say that I'm working on the next chapter now. Hope you enjoy!

Previous | Next

Saturday - Evening

OracleDelphi is online

“Asmo, I don’t want to do this,” Delphi sighs, folding up in her moon chair and wrapping her robe around herself. “I just want to announce the collab and be done.”

Asmo smiles at her pityingly from her bed, reaching out to place a hand on her knee. “We could do that, hon. If you aren’t feeling up to streaming tonight. Just pop on, give the announcement, and then we can have a movie night.”

She groans, “No we can’t…”

“What’s stopping us, kitten?” He has a point. She doesn’t want to admit it, but he has a very valid point. She’s only ever missed one stream before and that was because she had to study for exams. If she took a mental health day, her followers would understand.

Delphi flounders for an excuse. Finally, she shrugs. “Nothing? I guess?”

Asmo sighs, “Buuut?”

“But after my Wednesday stream I talked to Wolf…” she admits with a groan, burying her face in her hands.

Asmo sits straight up, scrambling for the edge of the bed. “Tell me everything,” he demands. She groans again, curling even further into herself, but he grabs her ankle and pulls on it. Off-balance, Delphi slides down in her chair with a yelp.

“Asmo!” she snaps, swatting at his hand on her leg. She huffs, "It wasn't that big a deal.”

“Then tell me!” Asmo insists.

She realizes that she isn’t getting out of this and sighs. She readjusts her robe, sitting up cross-legged in the chair.

“You were watching the chat, right?” she asks, playing with the hem of her robe. At his nod, she continues, “Well, after I went dark, I messaged him.”

Delphi hands over her D.D.D. with the chat open, staring down at her feet while Asmo reads. It doesn’t take him long, and when hands the device back, he sighs, “I’m proud of you for telling him how you feel, hon. But why didn’t you stick around to talk to him?”

“What else was I supposed to say?” Delphi cries. “’I’ve fallen in love with the idea of you and I don’t want you to leave in case you’re actually the demon of my dreams?’”

Asmo grimaces. “Maybe not quite that…”

Lucifer gets the notification that she’s online just as he’s about to lecture Levi and Mammon for destroying RAD property again. Mammon owed Levi money and Levi demanded it back so that he could order some new figure from one of his countless anime. Mammon refused, of course, because he doesn’t have a single Grimm to his name and Levi had summoned Lotan in the middle of the RAD cafeteria.

Both of them hang from their ankles in the stairwell, whining about how it’s the other’s fault and they shouldn’t be punished. Lucifer checks his notifications and sighs. As much as he wants to just leave them both here and go to his room to watch Delphi’s stream, he knows that they likely won’t be here when he gets back.

He should have let Barbatos have them.

Delphi sits in her chair in her robe, the red light on her camera blinking to show that she’s live. She sighs and puts on a smile.

“Hello, my loves,” she says, her voice hoarse. “I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather the past couple of days, so I just have a quick announcement for you before I go offline. I know I’ve talked about my channel manager before, but we’ve been doing some talking and we have a special treat planned for y’all.”

She waves Asmo over from his seat on her bed and he floats into frame. He’s wearing a matching robe and slides into the chair beside her, resting his head on her shoulder with a seductive smile at the camera. Delphi grins.

“Everyone, meet my channel manager, Asmo. Y’all may know him as AsmoBaby.”

“Hi kittens!” Asmo jumps in, waving.

Giggling, Delphi continues, “This time next week, Asmo and I will be doing a special collab stream!”

“We’ll be streaming from both of our accounts, so make sure to join us!” Asmo adds with a wink.

Delphi smiles and finishes, “That’s all I have for you today, loves. I’m going to go get some rest and hopefully feel better soon. I love you all and we’ll see you next week!”

OracleDelphi is offline

Lucifer gets to his office after two hours of lecturing, sinking into his chair with a sigh. He runs his hand through his hair and checks his D.D.D. Ten minutes after the first notification, he received a second saying she was offline. He opens his laptop and checks her uploaded videos, realizing there’s nothing there from today. Or Wednesday, for that matter.

He closes the laptop with a growl and leans back in his chair. As hungry as he is for the little human, he doesn’t feel like going through old videos for the hundredth time. Instead, he pulls out his D.D.D. and types out a text.

L: Delphi, are you feeling alright?

He erases the message, rolling his eyes. Of course she isn’t, that’s a stupid question.

L: I know you’re busy tomorrow, but I’d like to speak with you after breakfast.

He erases again. She’ll think she’s in trouble.

L: Would you like to go to Hell’s Kitchen with me for dinner Monday evening? I have something I’d like to discuss with you.

That could work.

His thumb hovers over the ‘send’ icon for what feels like an eternity. What is he supposed to say to her? That he’s her secret admirer on DevilFans and he’s actually deeply, madly, desperately in love with her? That every time he sees her in those fishnet tights of hers he wants to fuck her on every surface in the House plus a few at RAD? That he doesn’t care if he isn’t the demon she’s been dreaming of this whole time, he just wants to be the only demon she ever needs for the rest of her life?

He erases the message and tosses his D.D.D. onto his desk, groaning. Damn his stupid pride.

There’s a knock on her door that startles Delphi out of her conversation with Asmo.

“Delphi?” a familiar voice calls from the hall and she grins.

“Come on in,” she replies.

A head of bright ginger hair appears from behind the door, peeking around the room before Beel enters. He closes the door behind him and moves to sit on the bed, a granola bar half into his mouth by the time he gets there.

“Hey, Bub,” Delphi sighs, holding out her free hand to him. Asmo has her other in a vice-like grip.

“Hi,” he greets her with a warm grin. Beel takes her hand and squeezes it lightly. “Your chat blew up before you went offline. Everyone seems really excited for the stream next week.”

She lets out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. “That’s great! I was a bit worried that it would be too much, but I’m glad everyone seems excited.”

Asmo smiles, nuzzling into her neck. He murmurs into her skin, “I told you it’d be okay, hon.”

“I know, but I still worry,” Delphi giggles, shying away from his warm breath on her skin. It sends a shiver down her spine and makes her hips jerk involuntarily. She clutches Beel’s hand tighter as she tries to move.

“You shouldn't,” Beel tells her, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles. “Even if a few people leave, you still have a lot of fans.”

“Thank you both,” she sighs, relaxing into Asmo's hold and smiling up at Beel. “I love you guys so much.”

Taglist: @sassykattery @bite-sized-devil @sparkbeast20 @kyungjoon-do @consolationblog @rensphilia @flemmingbamse

#obey me #mc!delphi #obey me lucifer #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me x oc #delphi writes #i hope y'all enjoy #more smut coming your way next chapter #promise

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kingofthegophers · 1 year

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★ Genshin Star Stream AU: Mondstadt Arc ★

Hi hi I'm back with that Genshin x ORV AU I've been working on on-and-off, and I spent an entire night plotting out the Mondstadt arc??? I need help LMAO

Overall premise - An apocalyptic modern AU that borrows the mechanics of the Star Stream from ORV (so like scenarios and constellations, none of the novel-come-to-life stuff). Aether and Paimon are siblings looking for their sister Lumine, who has gone missing since the scenarios began. What they don’t realize is that Lumine has already gone through the scenarios and is now constellation.

CONTEXT (link to the original post with the initial concept)

Anyways, a lot of it still needs to be fleshed out but Mondstadt arc details are below the cut!

Start of the scenarios:

Star siblings are not Mondstadt locals (only recently moved there)

Aether is picking up Paimon from school, they’re heading home via public transit

For whatever reason, Lumine is in another part of town or in a completely different city running some errands

Amber is the first to make small talk with Aether and Paimon on the bus/subway <3

SCENARIOS BEGIN

Main Scenario #1 - Kill one or more living beings to survive

Aether, Paimon, and starter characters (Amber, Kaeya, Lisa) survive bc of Paimon’s ant farm from her school’s show-and-tell

Cell service isn’t working, Aether can’t reach Lumine

Middle scenarios, meeting other parties:

Aether’s party meets up with Jean’s party at the station

Jean’s party consists of Barbara, Eula, Mika, Noelle, Klee

Jean is the incarnation of Lady Vennessa (historical-grade), JHW vibes

Aether’s party encounters Diluc who has taken in Diona after her dad died

Aether’s party encounters Rosaria and her party of teens that she took in (Razor, Bennett, Fischl, Mona)

Decarabian is a constellation that wishes for Mondstadt’s destruction and incarnations’ failure

(Idk what scenarios they should go through here, but they just need to somehow meet all the characters before the disaster scenario)

MAIN SCENARIO: DEFEAT THE DISASTERS TERRORIZING THE CITY

The disasters are Dvalin, Durin, Andrius

Dvalin and Andrius are former constellations in Barbatos’ nebula that have “fallen”

Split into smaller parties to fight them

Fight through sub-scenarios on the way to the bosses

During this time, Barbara gains Nameless Bard’s sponsorship (historical-grade) after encountering his statue, obtains his lyre

Dvalin - Aether, Paimon, Jean, Diluc

Durin - Kaeya, Amber, Eula, Mika

Andrius - Rosaria, Lisa, Razor, Bennett, Fischl

On standby taking refuge under Nameless Bard’s statue, holding down the fort - Barbara, Noelle, Klee, Diona, Mona

DVALIN:

Located in Decarabian’s tower

BOUNTY SCENARIO - Barbatos wants Aether to save Dvalin instead of slaying him

Decarabian is goading other incarnations into slaying Dvalin by bribing with coins

Barbatos attempts to help by descending but gets stopped by probability

Aether succeeds in freeing Dvalin, obtains Barbatos’ stigma as a reward, Dvalin becomes an ally

Party returns to standby team to wait for others to return

Barbatos blesses/upgrades Barbara’s lyre, can now be used to communicate with him or summon Dvalin

Aether tells Barbatos about his journey to find Lumine, Barbatos will try to locate her whereabouts

ANDRIUS:

Located in the forests of Wolvendom

Andrius doesn’t actually want to fight, tries to resist the Star Stream and the Abyss Order but fails

Razor MVP saves Andrius from the Abyss’ control, nullifying the scenario

As thanks, Andrius becomes an ally and Razor’s sponsor

OR Andrius does get killed but gets reborn as a wolf pup under Razor’s care

Party returns to standby team to wait for others to return (they are the first to return, before Aether’s party)

DURIN:

Located in the mountains of Dragonspine

Kaeya’s party finds Albedo’s party (Sucrose, Timaeus) already there trying to fight Durin, both parties join forces

Durin takes over Albedo's body which makes the situation much much worse (inspired by 4dango’s “Voices in Ice and Snow” series)

Aether and others are concerned about Kaeya’s party for taking a worryingly long time, fly over on Dvalin’s back to help

Klee reunites with corrupted Albedo

After new forces join and the wounded evacuate (via Dvalin), remaining party to fight Durin consists of Aether, Paimon, Kaeya, Jean, Diluc, Klee

Everyone wants to save Albedo/Durin like they did with Dvalin and Andrius, but Durin is far too corrupted by the Abyss

Durin is purged along with Albedo’s consciousness, his body is cursed and turns into chalk (maybe he does this to himself sacrifice to save everyone else?)

Aether obtains Durin’s blood, uses it to forge Festering Desire sword (dw he’ll still keep his dull blade as a backup)

Aftermath:

Barbatos informs Aether that he can’t find Lumine in Mondstadt, even among the deceased

Barbatos has exhausted all his probability during disaster scenario, all he can do now is open a portal to Liyue dome for Aether and Paimon, maybe his old friend the geo archon can help

Everyone else stays behind to defend Mondstadt from future threats, also to search for a way to cure Albedo (using the power of constellation Rhinedottir)

This is was originally supposed to be Aether and Paimon -centric but omg I'm so proud I managed to somehow include all the playable Mondstadt characters in this arc?? (Don’t expect this to happen in future arcs tho lmao)

Links:

CONTEXT (link to the original post with the initial concept)

#genshin star stream au tag

#genshin impact #genshin star stream au #ughhh i really wanted to include varka but idk where i should put him smh #i mean aether and paimon could always revisit mondstadt in future scenarios so it's not that big of a deal #but omg i have never been so invested in making a story before lmao #tbh i don't even know i'm ever gonna make this into a consumable form of media like a comic or a fic #i just wanna word vomit everything out in point form and be done with it lol #also i wanna add that jeanlisa and eulamber will be present

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fujijori · 2 years

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FAVONIUS CODEX ━━

❝ Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrarywise━ what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. ❞

✸ GenPact (Genshin Impact)

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✦ CIVITA LIBERTATIS ━━ city of freedom

━ tba...

✦ URBIS CONTRACTIBUS ━━ city of contracts

━ tba...

✦ URBIS AETERNITATIS ━━ city of eternity

━ tba...

✦ URBIS SAPIENTIAE ━━ city of wisdom

━ tba...

✦ SNEZHNAYAN LACRIMIS ━━ snezhnayan tears

━ tba...

✦ PERTURBATIONEM SIDERUM ━━ misc.

━ tba...

✸ Ad Astra (Original Story) | TBA

━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ ACT I. The Ember in the Abyss ━ Emily

✦ ACT II. His Royal Highness ━ King Nicholas

✦ ACT III. The Body is But a Canvas ━ Iris

✦ ACT IV. The Crow's Funeral ━ Skyler

✦ ACT V. Come to Life ━ Thomas

✦ ACT VI. Here Comes the General ━ Fa

✦ ACT VII. A Chef's Ambition ━ Pao

━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ ACT VIII. Serendipity ━ Khai

✦ ACT IX. Fox Udon ━ Riku

✦ ACT X. Sealed and Sent ━ Greta

✦ ACT XI. Wolf in Sheep's Clothing ━ Eryx

✦ ACT XII. Down with the Monarchy ━ Xavier

✦ ACT XIII. The Academe ━ Noah

✦ ACT XIV. Smells Like Roses ━ Nina

✸ Written In The Stars (GenPact Fanfic) | TBA

━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ PRELUDE. A Bard's Adventure

━ Follows the storyline of the official Genshin Impact webcomic/manga, as well as the snippets of Genshin lore revolving around Old Mondstadt and Lord Barbatos, mostly about how the Lawrence clan fell, Vennessa saving the people of Mondstadt, and some parts of early character backstories.

✦ ACT I. The Outlander Who Caught the Wind

━ Follows the Prologue Archon Quest at the beginning of the game, regarding the Traveler first meeting the citizens of Mondstadt, saving it from Dvalin, and finally being able to greet Lord Barbatos, who was disguised as a mortal bard, whom he dubbed 'Venti'.

✦ ACT II. Farewell, Archaic Lord

━ Follows the Liyue Archon Quest, in which the Traveler moves from Mondstadt to the city of contracts, or Liyue as the citizens call it. They meet the former Geo Archon, as well as make both friends and enemies, save yet another city from certain doom, and find passage to Inazuma.

✦ ACT III. Omnipresence Over Mortals

━ Follows the Inazuma Archon Quest, after the Traveler safely arrived at Inazuma. Upon their arrival, they meet an odd group of miscellanous friends, fight in a war against the Shogun, end the Vision Hunt decree, and witness a comrade's, as well as an enemie's, death.

✦ INTERLUDE. A Winter's Night Lazzo

━ Follows the Genshin Impact's official YouTube video "A Winter's Night Lazzo", wherein the Harbringers gather to mourn the death of Rosalyne, a comrade they lost in Inazuma, and begin to plan their next step in seizing yet another Gnosis. Later, it is revealed that the Doctor has decided to make an appearence in the Ciy of Wisdom, unfortunately for a young woman.

✦ ACT IV. Truth Amongst the Pages of Purana

━ Follows the Sumeru Archon Quest, where the Traveler is on the search for Lesser Lord Kusanali to inquire further about their missing sibling's whereabouts, only to get roped into more trouble involving the Akademiya and the Fatui, having to save Nahida and yet another city from evil.

✦ ACT V. Masquerade of the Guilty

━ Follows an original storyline (as Fontaine has yet to be released), in which the Traveler overhears news and chatter of an on-going event in the City of Justice, and makes a trip there with their trusty companion Paimon, only to find that a hero is needed yet again. The Traveler is reunited with a few old friends, as well as meets several new other acquaintences, including a figure that reminds them oddly of the God of Justice...

✦ ACT VI. Incandescent Ode of Resurrection

━ Follows an original storyline (as little is known about Natlan), where the Traveler and Dehya visit the City of War and meet a promising young street brawler who offers to aid them in their search for the Pyro Archon, Murata. During their stay, the Traveler agrees to participate in a brawling event, much like the Warrior's Spirit event, meeting a little but powerful girl named Iansan.

✦ ACT VII. Everwinter Without Mercy

━ Follows an original storyline (since Snezhnaya is as mysterious as the Fatui Harbringers are), where the Traveler is invited to visit Childe and his family, under the pretense of the Tsaritsa's wishes, which was to get closer, to observe and keep a watchful eye over the Traveler. The Tsaritsa has not yet viewed the Traveler as a threat, simply as an obstacle, or a pawn in a game she simply needs to find a way to maneuver around or knock over. Meanwhile, Teucer had wandered away from his brother's protective line of sight, and ends up in the Zapolyarny Palace.

✦ POSTLUDE. Come Find Me Again

━ Follows an original storyline (since the ending of Genshin Impact is unclear), where the Traveler has finally be reuinted with their sibling, however, they must fight against them in order to save the entire world of Teyvat. Their sibling desires to lay ruin to Teyvat, as they were devastated by the destruction of their home, and the Traveler must stop them from destroying an entire world. All the while the Unknown Archon watches over them both, knowing full well how this scene will play out...

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y2ashlee · 3 months

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Obey Me! SMUT Masterlist

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Lucifer:

Lucifer x Virigin! Fem! Reader

Wolf! In heat! Lucifer x Female! Reader

Mammon:

Mammon x Fem! Reader

Mammon x Female! Reader

Leviathan:

Leviathan x Virgin! Fem! Reader

Leviathan x Female! Reader again

Asmodeus:

Asmo x Fem! Reader Smut

Beelzebub:

Beelzebub x Fem! Reader Custard tart (Dating)

Beelzebub x Female! Reader

Belphegor:

Horny? Belphie x Female Reader

Belphie x Female! Reader

Satan:

In heat/Sex deprived/Horny/Pissed!? Satan x Fem! Reader SMUT

Satan x Female! Reader

Solomon:

Solomon x Female! Reader

Simeon:

Simeon x Female! Reader

Another Simeon x Female! Reader

Barbatos:

Barbatos x Female! Reader

Another Barbatos x Female! Reader

Diavolo:

Lord/Prince Diavolo x Female! Reader

Diavolo x chubby/Fat! Female! Reader

Multiple:

Asmodeus x Female! Reader x Solomon

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koumine · 3 years

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🐺🔥 Barbatos and the Wolf 🐺🔥 [Barbatos x demon wolf Reader] [new fic: BRAWMN] [OM!]

Fic: baby, run away with me now

Chapter 1: run boy run, come here right now

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me! Author: Koumine [AO3] [masterlist] Rating: E

Summary: Spicy slice of life from the relationship between Barbatos and the Wolf. Interconnected smut and fluff scenes featuring dom demon wolf Reader / trans male sub Barbatos. Chapter 1: Wolf hunts their prey in the forest. Mind the tags.

Content tags: demon wolf dom!Reader x sub!Barbatos, demon wolf Reader has a dick but is gender neutral, Barbatos is trans bc I said so, established relationship, monster fucking / teratophilia, predator/prey, fear play, rough treatment / manhandling (wolf-handling?), roleplay, ⚠ con-non-con ⚠, scratching, marking, rough sex, knotting/locking, demonic multiple orgasms, cum eating, aftercare, character building, worldbuilding.

Excerpt [ch 1]: [rated M below]

You are the Wolf, the first canine to drag themself up from the muck of primordial existence, the prime avatar of all canines in all of time and space. You walk quietly between the trees of your forest, big nimble paws glowing with a low orange light that fades and vanishes up into your pitch black fur. Your fiery eyes leave streaks of glowing light trailing behind like wisps of smoke as you turn your head slowly side to side, scanning, checking the boundary of your territory.

You stop. Sniff deeply. A familiar scent in your nose, a tingle of magic curling down into your lungs, a single footprint made by a humanoid’s smooth-soled shoe. The scent and the magic and the traces of broken twigs and disturbed dirt cross the boundary, carving a clumsy path into your territory. An intruder. A trail. A signal. Prey. You turn back from the boundary and follow the trail, stalking ever quieter, cloaking yourself and your eyes and your paws in deepest darkness. After a league or so, the magic fades and the clumsy trail vanishes. You sniff deeply again. The scent continues forward, and your prey begins to move through the trees as gracefully as any inhabitant of the forest, leaving not a trace of visible disturbance or tint of magic behind as they go. But your nose is keen, and you can smell them. You smell fear. You follow the scent through your forest, past copses of great trees you’ve watched grow from mere seedlings, under giant mushrooms that sprout and fade with the passage of the moons, across a hissing, deadly river that you leap across in a single easy bound. And that scent keeps going, growing stronger, fresher. The taste of fear in it grows, too. Your prey knows you’re coming. Good. You continue following the scent at your own easy pace. Steady. A good hunter knows when to hurry, and when there’s no need. You’re faster than your prey. Stronger. Bigger. And you are getting closer. The trail begins to meander, weaving back and forth through the trees, doubling back, crossing over itself, trying to confuse. No matter. You touch your nose to the trail and breathe your own magic into it, and a vivid red light the color of fresh human blood infuses into the trail and speeds away along it, tracing its path through the trees and disappearing behind some bushes. You wait. A few breaths later, your ears prick on the faint, distant sound of a sharply indrawn breath, and you feel the spell find its objective. You turn your head. Ah, clever. Your prey doubled back the way it came and is now behind you. And now you can see it, a distant smear of glowing red in the vague shape of a humanoid, marked by your magic. Nowhere to hide, now, and your prey knows it. You stalk a straight line from you to him, slow and steady, giving him time to fear, to skitter uselessly from one copse of trees to the next, to look back into the darkness and wonder when your glowing eyes and fanged maw will emerge from shadow and take him. You stalk him, your long stride gradually closing the distance even as he shuffles halfway into a jog. It’s not long before you can hear him, too. Shallow, rapid breaths muffled but not erased by magic. A rustle of fabric. A crunch of a shoe across an unexpected patch of gravel, and he freezes up for the instant before you let loose a low laugh that rumbles and growls up from deep in your chest, and you’re not even close enough to smell it yet, but you swear you know the instant that that fragrance of fear fills the air. Finally, he tries to run, one last attempt to escape from you, but oh, in his terror he manifests his true form and the twin tips of his forked tail glow like tantalizing beacons in the darkness of the forest. You stop and howl, one long call harmonizing triumph and warning and hunger that makes him slip and tumble before he rolls to his feet and leaps for the trees, and then you chase.

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versadies · 3 years

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May I get a barbatos ratatouill, northern smoked chicken,mint jelly, sakura moch, wolfhook juice, and some mustard pretty please.

no body no crime. — yan!venti x gn!reader

name of order. NO BODY NO CRIME

date. yandere!prince!venti (w/ general!gn!reader)

receipt. barbatos ratatouille (venti) + northern smoked chicken (forbidden love) + mint jelly and sakura mochi (fluff and angst) + wolf hook juice (yandere) + mustard (drabble)

ingredients. in which venti finds out you’re in an arranged marriage with someone else, and he has no choice but to go for a sinister method that will surely get rid of his obstacle.

spices. obsessive behavior, toxic relationship, yandere!venti, character deaths (minor), mentions of blood, mentions of violence, royal!au, spoilers to venti’s story quest, forbidden love trope

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chef’s note. hope you enjoy this comrade :DDD

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one of the many things people of mondstadt know about the prince, barbatos, is the fact that he’s very close friends with one of the emperor of liyue’s children, you.

people around the kingdom are used to the sight of guards from liyue stationed by the palace whenever a festival is held in the kingdom, because they know that you often visit to celebrate the festivities with the prince, who’s always more than welcome to have you in his land.

it’s quite sweet really, seeing the both of you walking around the city is like seeing a couple going on a date. not to mention the fact that you look soft for the prince, and that’s an unusual sight for the usually stoic-looking general of liyue’s military.

in the palace, servants would swoon at the sight of barbatos walking around the palace gardens with you and hear the joyful laughs coming from the both of you. they’d all be delighted if you were chosen as the co-ruler of mondstadt, to be honest.

if only they knew that’s what venti wanted more than anything in this life.

for as long as he can remember, he’s been longing to have you as his lover. back when he mourned for his twin when he died a tragic fate, no one was there for him but you, who stayed by his side when he welcomed the arms of grief. if it weren’t you, venti would have long lost the motivation to live.

there’s not a single day when he doesn’t think of you. even in the place where you can’t go, he finds you there in his dreams, only to wake up and find himself on his cold bed, longing for your love even more.

but alas, venti knows that your love will never reach him.

dvalin, who’s the king of the nation and venti’s father, has been under a long-span slumber in order to refrain himself from yielding to his corrupted curse that will turn him into a powerful dragon, leaving his son to become a “temporary” leader for mondstadt, who doesn’t seem to mind. however, as years went by, mondstadt has slowly went from one of the strongest nations to the weakest under venti’s rule.

for this reason, venti had no choice but to plan an arranged marriage.

of course, you would definitely be the only person he’d choose. so when the nobles who are a part of the royal court have persisted that venti should now choose his co-ruler, he decided to use this chance to bring up how he’ll ask you to marry him in the next festival.

much to his dismay however, there are two circumstances that prevents him from doing so.

one is the fact that there’s a chance that you’ll reject his offer. the second one on the other hand—

“unfortunately your highness, you’re forbidden from marrying general y/n from the kingdom of liyue.” jean said with a pity look when she and venti walked out from the meeting room. “as you said, it is considered since general y/n is related to osial, who is the ruler of liyue. however, it’s recently announced that they will be marrying someone else as arranged by the emperor.”

venti instantly stopped his tracks.

the general instantly realized what she said, her exhausted facade instantly disappeared as regret washes over her. the woman knew how much he cherished you more than anything, so if he were to find out about your.. future spouse…

silence fell upon the hallway, and jean could only dread the worst reaction she’ll ever get to witness from one of the people she respects the most.

much to her shock however, the prince lets out a giggle, and when he turns to the general’s direction, she feels the shivers running down her spine at the sight of his darkened eyes, his face still holding a smile that’s surely fake.

“who is y/n marrying?”

the next time you visit venti’s palace, you could tell how the atmosphere has gone dark.

venti was surely something else, you thought. despite looking so cheerful when he saw you walking towards him, he couldn't really hide the empty void in his eyes.

“took you long enough to get here!” he exclaims, wrapping his arms around you with a giggle. “how was your trip? i hope it went smoothly.”

you smiled. you can’t bring yourself to ask your dear friend about his facade. “it was smooth, thank you–”

“so when were you planning to tell me you were going to marry soon?”

you stumbled over your words as soon as you heard his sudden question, staring at the prince as though he has two heads.

“...i’m sorry?”

venti continues to smile. he’s acting as if he’s not asking something that he shouldn’t know about. “when were you planning to tell me you were going to marry someone?” he repeated, leaning towards you, causing you to lean backwards.

“how.. how did you find ou–”

he giggles. “oh come on, y/n! you know your kingdom, your people are quite fast with the news. it even managed to reach my people’s ears! it’s quite fascinating don’t you think?”

you frowned. “you.. you weren’t supposed to find out about this…”

his smile instantly drops. “why not? aren’t i your bestest friend in the world?”

“w-well yes, but… it’s just i know you wouldn’t approve because of the person i’m going to marry.”

“dottore, right?”

your eyes looked away from him, your silence was enough of an answer already.

“your father is unforgivable. doesn’t he know that trash is a despicable man? doesn’t he know the things he committed?” he asks calmly.

“he does,” you spoke, your voice went low. “he does know that lord dottore is a cruel man, but he’s also a powerful one in snezhnaya. there’s nothing i can do to stop him, so i must endure it.”

venti shakes his head in disapproval. “you mustn’t, doesn’t your brother know about this? why isn’t he doing anything?”

“zhongli has too many burdens on his shoulders as the crown prince of the empire. if i.. if i were to tell him that i want to cut off my engagement with lord dottore, i’ll only make him feel more stressed out.” you explained, letting out a sad sigh from the thought of your distant brother, who’s buried in tasks as the crown prince of liyue. “besides, he can’t do anything about it either since he can’t control father.”

you then wince when you realize there are also matters that you have to do for the wedding, feeling guilty.

“i.. don’t want to make things worse, but i have to let you know that i can’t stay here for long.” you brought up, watching as venti’s expression instantly falls.

“why?” he asks. it almost feels as though you’re rejecting his love – his heart can’t take it! why is everything going downhill?!

your shoulders slump. “i’m afraid i have to go back to my home to settle matters regarding the wedding next month. we’re just lucky that my father allowed me to go here even if it’s just for two days.”

“two days…?” that isn’t even enough for venti to satisfy his time with you! he can’t imagine spending one of his favorite festivals without you – why is the world so cruel?

wait.. what if he won’t be able to see you again as soon as you marry dottore?

when you finally looked back at the prince, you didn’t fail to notice how his jaw clenches, and you had mistaken it as him being angered by osial’s choice of your spouse.

in reality, he was just angered that he couldn't be of help to you. he had always wanted to return the favor and help you, just like how you helped him during his darkest days when he grieved for his twin.

you gave him a reassuring smile. “i know you’re disappointed, but i can assure you that i’ll make it up to you by staying here for more than a week even after the festival next time.”

“but..” venti stops himself. it’s no use, even if he begs on his knees and kills his dignity for you, it won’t stop you from marrying that disgusting piece of trash.

he then sighs, faking his defeat as a mask to hide his scheming thoughts that’s running through his head. “i just want you to be safe. if you ever feel troubled and… need to get away from your home, you can always send a letter to me and i shall send a ship that will take you here safely.”

you shook your head. “there’s no need for that. i appreciate your concern though.”

“the offer still stands. mondstadt will always welcome you whenever you feel like you want to come here.”

before you could say anything else, venti immediately throws an arm around you and drags you outside from the throne room, his joyful attitude returns as fast as the winds. “that’s why we should get out of the palace and celebrate! i’m sure people are wondering where we are, ehe!”

as you try to collect yourself and try to keep up with his pace, venti glances towards a certain guard’s way, causing the guard to look at the prince.

“prepare for tonight.” he mouthed.

it took a month to fix his plan. he took the chance of your wedding as an excuse to visit snezhnaya and help you with your wedding. sure, it does hurt to see you and dottore together (despite the uncomfortable look on your face whenever you’re found standing beside the noble), but it was worth it,

especially since he knows the fate that dottore will fall into the night before your wedding.

venti is quite relieved that his father managed to give him two assassins (and people who don’t question his actions) as his personal knights. it would’ve been a hassle if he were to do this alone.

it seems like celestia approves of his actions. just seeing dottore walking out from his duchy and walking around the forest is like offering himself on a silver plate to death. it’s amusing how he didn’t notice three figures following him in the shadows.

without a second thought, venti immediately cued kaeya and rosaria to take dottore.

“you’re all insolent fools!” dottore yelled with a maniacal laugh, thrashing around as kaeya and rosaria, venti’s most trusted knights, grip the noble’s arms tightly. they were lucky dottore wandered this far in the forest, nosy servants in the duchy would’ve instantly rushed over to find the commotion if they were nearby. “how dare you touch a noble who hasn’t done anything wrong!? when her majesty hears this, she will raise hell–”

“and who on earth gave you the right to plead your innocence when it’s obvious that you’ve committed so many wrongdoings?” venti interrupts, bringing his weapon out as the noble is forced to kneel down against the cold ground. “especially when you had just called a prince an insolent fool, hehe.”

he then aims his bow towards the helpless man, his eyes darkening. “you should’ve rot in jail back then. the tsaritsa truly disappoints me for bailing a cruel man like you.” he spoke, watching as dottore froze from the sight of the winds starting to move around the prince’s arrow.

“if you left my dearest y/n alone, you wouldn’t even be in this situation.”

without letting the noble process his words, venti immediately lets go of the arrow, causing it to shoot straight to dottore’s forehead, an instant kill.

well that was easy.

“your highness, what shall we do if someone reported that dottore is missing? those servants of his will notice his absence and try looking for him. wouldn’t this cause a crime and an instant investigation?” kaeya asks, paying no mind to the sight of the noble’s gorey corpse on the ground.

venti could feel his mouth twitching upwards. the incident that occurred earlier was enough to make the sight of the prince’s expression eerie. “sir kaeya, what are you talking about?” he immediately turns around to the blue-haired man’s direction, and a small smile creeps up on his face.

venti could feel his heart beating in excitement at the thought of you sending a letter to him talking about how you’re no longer going to get married with an eager look on your face!

ah, not to mention the fact that you’ll now be able to marry him without it being considered as forbidden!

he then gestures at the rotting corpse. “just set him on fire to hide our traces. if his bones remain, then feel free to give it to sir andrius’s wolves. i’m sure they’d be delighted to have new bones to bite on.”

“after all, would they report a crime if there’s no sight of a dead body?”

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watevermelon · 4 years

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Just Enough | Diluc (Genshin) x Traveler!Reader

✧ Summary: Between freeing Dvalin and pursuing the Geo Archon, you were constantly moving forward to find your brother with hardly a second to look back. You were in a rush to find your lost sibling, not realizing how your heart had stopped in Mondstadt. Visiting the city while waiting for things to die down after Rex Lapis’ death, you return to a… jealous Diluc?

➳ Spoilers for the Dark Knight Hero quest and some of the manga background ➳ Notes: lots of fluff, slight angst and jealousy, character development, mutual pining at one point, a long one-shot that covers the (1.0) beginning of the Liyue story ➳ Navigation

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If he had only asked you to stay.

To say that these past few weeks were a blur would be a severe understatement. For months you were simply a lost wanderer, traveling from world to world for any sort of clue that could lead you to your brother.

And in just a matter of weeks you were suddenly Mondstadt’s hero.

From bringing peace to Dvalin’s heart to meeting Mondstadt’s infamous Dark-knight hero, you were familiarizing yourself with a people and a place for a world you knew you did not belong to. Learning of the history of the Seven Archons, the Gods’ of contracts or of freedoms, suddenly you were being thrust into it all at once.

You shared the burden of knowledge with a few of Mondstadt’s elite, the true God of Freedom walking in plain sight to the citizens of his nation. And with him, were the quick allies you found side-by-side when fighting a dragon.

It was all happening so suddenly and Lord Barbatos himself was giving you directions to the next country over, to continue on your journey in meeting all seven Archons to Liyue.

To this day, you could fondly recall your final celebration in Mondstadt.

“To think that despite his small stature he can drink so much.” Kaeya commented from his seat at the table, eyes slid in the direction of Venti at the bar next to you. You could see the impatient stare behind Diluc’s eyes, not at all happy that their God was indulging himself so freely.

“Honorary Knight, Mondstadt thanks you for your service.” Jean formally stated, for the nth time since Dvalin had been freed.

“I’m just glad I was at the right place at the right time.” You answered back, offering a placating smile in return.

“Humility doesn’t pay for dinner!” Paimon hmphed next to you.

“But aren’t we at a feast now?” You countered, gesturing to the table.

She sighed again before moving to get a taste of some of the honey roasted ham. “Fine, don’t blame me when we have to settle into that poor excuse of a tent!”

“Please, do not feel you are in any rush to leave.” Jean offered, “You are welcome lodgings at our Favonius Headquarters.”

“With the other Knights of Favonius?” Diluc asked, face completely blank if not for the small upward tilt of his left brow.

Kaeya flirted with you from across the room, uncaring of the other partygoers, “You could always stay with me.”

You laughed lightly and responded, “That’s a hard pass.”

The Cavalry Captain simply shrugged, offering it to you again if you changed your mind before grabbing another glass of wine and walking with Jean toward the busy table.

Barbara was trying different dishes and offering some to her older sister, spouting descriptions with medicinal purposes and flavors that compliment one another. Lisa was no better as Amber egged both of them on, completely sober as she continued to feast on the food laid before her. Other Knights of Favonius that you recognized were scattered about, enjoying the first truly peaceful night in the past few weeks.

“You are welcome to stay at the Dawn Winery, while you look for your brother.”

He relished in the sight of your smile.

“Thank you, Diluc.”

That was three months ago.

And since then you had been thrown into more of not your business but suddenly IS your business, business.

You remembered your last day before setting off from Mondstadt. The Knights of Favonius would surely call on you again and so you had quick goodbyes with Jean and Kaeya the day before. Venti was saved for last, a somewhat light-hearted and yet somber goodbye as he was the first and last person for you to see in Mondstadt.

But Diluc… How could you even start that conversation?

He was the lone wolf with a prickly reputation and an even worse sense of patience. You remembered the first time you even spoke to him, clipped words meant to get straight to the point. Not to mention that he was the first person to antagonize Kaeya, who was one of the few people you kinda trusted in the beginning.

It was not until the side adventures, the little quests you did one-on-one that you realized how much more there was to the edgelord that was Diluc.

Of course, he was still the strict type to focus solely on the mission.

But you realized more about why Diluc had come to be this way.

‘The uncrowned king of Mondstadt.’

As you worked together against the possible abyss invasion of Mondstadt, you poured over strategies and testing of his slime potion. And while slimes were not the hardest enemies to fight, he still complimented you on your form and appreciated your quick style with the sword.

You had a unique style, unlike Kaeya or anyone else of this world.

“Elegant, but deadly.”

You took that as a compliment.

And little by little Diluc opened up to you, cluing you into his personal history.

He and Kaeya were step-brothers, growing up together at the Dawn Winery. How he knew Jean since he was child and once served as her superior in the very organization he now despised. How he still has things to protect, to avenge. And while his description about what happened to his father was nothing more than a quiet stare, you were still grateful that he was entrusting you into his world.

You remembered Kaeya’s words as he discovered Diluc’s nighttime secret:

“I’m glad you’re working with an assistant.”

Kaeya’s tone may have come out scathing, but you knew better. Kaeya and Diluc used to be close, close enough to entrust their lives with one another. There was no doubt that Kaeya still cared about his brother, but with Diluc pushing everyone away….

Again, you were so appreciative that he chose to let you in.

When Kaeya finally left the bar, you turned to Diluc with a smile. “I think my work tonight earned me at least one glass of wine?”

That broke a small smile on his face, not the slight tilt on the sides or the wistful, far off look he got when he recalled something beyond your knowledge.

“Alright.” He waved over a nearby waitress, all of the customers tonight employees of the Dawn Winery. “Let’s take this up to the balcony, I’m going to close up anyway.”

“Oh?” Paimon’s squeaky tone somehow went up another octave in curiosity, “I just remembered I have to ask Venti something! Why don’t you two enjoy your date alone.”

She flew away before you could swat at her for her teasing words, blush apparent on your face. Diluc kept his flat face as he maneuvered things behind the bar, wiping at something before putting something in the below cabinet.

To your surprise, he handed you a bottle and two glasses, motioning with his head toward the second floor. Charles was among some of the ‘customers’ tonight, taking his usual spot behind the bar as Diluc stepped out.

You followed him wordlessly, walking up the steps and out the second-floor door closely behind him. He pulled out a wooden chair next to the table outside, you taking the seat underneath the stars as he plopped down alongside you.

“I thought the stars here in the city would get overcrowded by the lights.” You admitted, “But they’re beautiful even here.”

“Yeah, they are.” Diluc agreed, making you smile before turning to him.

“You’re not even looking at the stars.”

The pyro-user simply smirked, before looking up at the starry sky with you. You relished in the moment, glad to have some time alone with Diluc. Many had commented that the winery owner was so elusive, missing from the bar weeks at a time and unseen within the city walls. And yet here he was, enjoying the crisp air and a glass of wine with you.

“Thank you.” You started.

“Shouldn’t you be demanding thanks from me?” Diluc asked.

You laughed lightly, “Yeah, cause I’m sure that the abyss mage would have totally kicked your ass without me.”

Diluc had that slightly amused expression on, looking a bit more light-hearted as he turned to you with a slight tilt at the corner of his lips.

You continued, “I mean, thanks for entrusting me with your secret.”

Diluc paused, looking you straight in the eyes, probably to gauge your honesty. And he would concede that there was nothing else there. You wanted to be his friend, the first in a long time to have approached him without your own agenda regarding either the winery or his fortune.

In return, he poured you a glass of wine and replied, “You’ve long earned it.”

“Thank you, Diluc.” You took the glass and felt your heart flutter at the brush of his fingers. “I’m glad I got to know you.”

“I’m glad you’re in my life too.”

He shot you another one of his genuine, millisecond smiles before pouring some from the bottle for himself.

“Wine and not grape juice today?”

But he did not answer, instead eyes latching onto the rise of goosebumps on your arms. You could not help it against the crisp Mondstadt air, naturally feeling a chill at this time of night. Without a word, he shrugged off his outer coat, the thick black one he wore at almost all times of day, and rested it casually on your shoulders.

You muttered a small thanks as you snuggled into it. Diluc’s iconic dark coat, a complete contrast to yourself. While you wore a white dress with open sleeves and plenty of skin, Diluc wore black covering most of his body with the exception of his neck and face. Seeing it on your shoulders only reminded you of that fact.

“Don’t need you getting sick anytime soon.” Diluc stated plainly, as he returned to his seat.

You huddled into it more and replied, “Aw, Diluc cares.” Again, you were rewarded with another flat expression. “Or rather, if the events of today are to show anything, you’ve always cared. Just in your own, protective way.”

He slung an arm across the back of your seat, leaning closer before stating in a low voice. “Don’t forget that.”

Your eyes snapped to his, the both of you basically sharing the same breath in your close proximity. His scarlet eyes, usually a searing color when on the battlefield, looked surprisingly tender only inches from yours.

“You mean so much to me, Diluc.” You whispered back, afraid that anything above a whisper would punctuate this amorous atmosphere.

He slowly dragged his face alongside yours, stopping beside your ear and continuing in his low voice. “So do you.”

There was no stopping the shiver of anticipation that crawled up your spine.

You could feel the small smirk grow against your skin before he pulled off and grazed his lips against your forehead.

The expression on your face was practically begging him to kiss you. From the small lean in your side against his arm slung around you to the way your eyes slowly fluttered closed, it took all of his self-control to stop himself before he pulled you closer. He wanted nothing more than to grasp you by the back of your neck, relish in the way you melt against him. To kiss you now and tomorrow and maybe even the morning after at the winery.

Diluc had to remind himself that in less than a week you were going to be long gone.

He did not want to ruin this memory a week from now, asking what if and why. And so he settled on a simple kiss above your brow before leaning back in his seat, enjoying the moment he had with you tonight.

You were disappointed, but actually not surprised. It was a feat in itself that you were so close to Diluc in this short amount of time, it would do no good in pressuring him into anything else. But also, another more rational part of you, had to remind yourself that getting attached to the people of this world would only make it hurt more when you had to return home.

This was for the better.

But no matter how much rational thought Diluc used to push you away, you were sure that you had already fallen for him. From the small interactions with Diluc, you could barely recognize the moment that you were completely enamored with him. It was not during the first time you saw him fight or even the night he leant you his jacket. No, you feared it was much before then.

To think you had gotten attached to Diluc in such a short amount of time.

But then you had to say goodbye.

“Safe travels.” Diluc stated from behind the bar when he saw you enter on your last day.

You were not sure what you expected, a drawn out goodbye or a fore longed hug, but Diluc was still, well. He was still Diluc. And to see him re-erecting his walls before you left for your journey was a sad thought, but needed while the two of you were hundreds of miles away from one another.

But you would regret it if you didn’t say anything.

Instead you settled on, “I’ll miss you.”

The hopeful look in your eyes spelled out exactly what you wanted to hear back.

Diluc instead replied, “You fight good.”

“Oh. Um.” The hesitation was clear in your voice.

Was this really how you were going to leave things?

But with Diluc turning his attention back to the wine glass he was previously wiping, yes. It seemed that this was exactly how he wanted to leave it. Paimon scoffed, but said her own goodbyes before flying away.

“Goodbye, Diluc.”

Outside the tavern, you let your frown grow at that interaction. After everything you had been through together, Diluc complimented you on your fighting? Then said peace out?

“That was really lame.” Paimon commented aloud as she floated alongside you. You could not help but internally agree, but you had a whole journey ahead of you. At least the busyness of Liyue would keep you busy from dwelling on that conversation.

But as you said goodbye to Venti, the both of you stood in silence under the giant tree staring at the city. You thought about going back three times, to get a proper goodbye out of Diluc. But doing so would do neither of you any good, since it would only open more issues.

“No more questions about the other Archons?” Venti asked, voice surprisingly serious.

“Can’t think of anything.”

“None even of a certain… winery owner?” You could almost hear the smile in his voice.

You rolled your eyes and responded, “You’re such a little shit.”

“Hehe.”

You both continued to stare at the city, the marvels of its people and history within its high walls. To think Barbatos and Dvalin were finally free, because of your otherworldly intervention. Venti was truly thankful for you, and while he knew his words were on the more mischievous side, he knew that you understood.

Venti’s voice permeated the air. “Be safe in Liyue.”

You smiled back and offered him a tight hug, replying. “As always.”

To think that the same day that you stepped into Liyue, Rex Lapis was murdered before your very eyes. It was like the Gods actually hated you, having to rely on a Fatui to run away from the government officials hot on your trail.

Since then you had been working with Zhongli to prepare for a parting ceremony. From running around for certain types of Jade materials to singing to flowers, you were happy to take a second to yourself at all. You were afraid that trouncing around Liyue with a bounty on your head would do you no good and often stayed in the wild areas. Visits to the city were for necessities only, which often left you relying on the ever so truthful Childe or the mora-averse Zhongli.

More than three months after your initial departure to Liyue, you stepped back into the walls of Mondstadt’s bustling city, a commission nearby and you figured you were safe simply due to your reputation under the Knights of Favonius.

Venti was the last face you saw and the first face that greeted you, beckoning to join him for lunch. With your final commission of the day finished, you joined him with a smile and ordered some honey roasted ham.

You recounted some of the news to Venti, meeting many of the adeptus and how out of touch they seemed with the region. You described Zhongli from the funeral parlor who always felt like he knew more and played a higher part in Liyue (and you inwardly noted how Venti’s eyes lit up in recognition at the name). And also, Childe the Fatui Harbinger that had you on edge.

“You’re hanging out with a harbinger?” Venti asked.

“Uh oh.” Paimon reacted.

“Well.” You remembered your last encounter with Signora. “It’s complicated.”

Venti paused before sighing, “Is he cute?”

“That’s not why!” You huffed back instantly.

“So he is cute!”

“And rich!” Paimon added, joining in on the teasing.

“Not the issue here.” You stated, “He saved me from the Millelith and helped me get into contact with the adepti.”

Venti’s mischievous smile from the earlier teasing turned blank, as if he was fully ingesting your words. “... Why would he do that?”

“Huh?”

But Venti quickly recovered, waving away the question and urging you to move past it. “Just thinking out loud, continue. What happened after?”

And so you recalled everything from then. How the soldiers followed you all the way up the mountain and how you had to defend yourself from people that were supposed to be on the same side as you.

How there was someone out there with the strength to take down a God.

Venti laughed at you for like, twenty minutes.

After his laughter subsided, he held a hand over his stomach and asked. “They think you killed Rex Lapis?”

He took another look at your pouting face and laughed again.

It only made you scowl further. “I’m glad you think my supposed war crimes are so funny.”

“I think I’m missing the punchline again.” Paimon added.

“Hehe. You’ll be fine.” Venti shot back his mischievous smile, “Besides, I’m sure you’re looking forward to laying low here with a certain… someone here.”

You paused and put your fork back down, “What are you trying to say?”

“Well, the Dawn Winery is throwing a festival tonight.” Venti stated clearly, “Isn’t that why you’re here?”

“Wait, really?”

The mischievous light was back in Venti’s eyes, “I’m sure the winds of fate have brought you here purely on coincidence.”

You sighed and turned to him fully. “You trying to fight, old man?”

“Hehe.” His signature giggle, one you found almost endearing, was undoubtedly mocking you. “We should go together later.”

And true to his word, somehow you found yourself with the Anemo Archon heading over to the bar. To think that it was Venti who introduced you here and now he was bringing you along again.

That is, if you even had a chance to make it inside at this rate.

The area was packed to the brim, all the seats outside in front and on the side of the building already taken. There was a line out the door, many hopeful young women with gleaming eyes trying to get a one-on-one conversation with the current barkeep and owner.

You peered into the open door and saw Diluc and Charles behind the bar, the red-head adorned with his usual flat-expression. It was the first time in months since you had seen him, but he looked exactly as the day you had left. Still the same colored wardrobe and prickly atmosphere, Diluc was still, Diluc.

What did not help was the ever growing line of flirty men and women trying to vye for his attention.

It only seemed to further nail the pit in your stomach.

Was this… jealousy?

You didn’t dwell on the thought for long.

Instead, you considered for a single-second if you should just turn tail now, but Venti must have seen your hesitation and grabbed you by the arm to walk inside. Dozens of eyes followed you on the way in, many people recognizing you as the young hero of Mondstadt and honorary knight of Favonius.

The crowd was surprisingly less inside, but knowing Diluc he probably would have tried to corral everyone to the outdoor areas. Venti continued to lead you towards a table in the back and you saw a familiar red-bowed Outrider.

“I didn’t even know you were going to be here today!” She greeted you excitedly.

“Tone-Deaf Bard here convinced us to stay the night.” Paimon replied.

“Oh?” Her voice lifted in a tone that only spelled trouble, “No matter, I’m glad to see you in one piece.”

“I’m assuming you’ve heard.”

Amber stretched in her seat and lowered her voice, smile turning to a smirk. “Well, I won’t confirm anything. But my suspicions are that the blonde person the Knights were pursuing for stealing the Holy Lyre may be the same blonde person running from the Millelith.”

“What a crazy theory.” Paimon responded as she cleared her throat.

“At least it’s just a theory, right?” Amber replied. “Anyway, we’ll hold the seats. Do you mind going up to the bar to order?”

Paimon chimed up as she floated down into the wooden seat, “Yeah, you should go.”

You barely had a second to object before Venti agreed and was motioning for you to go back to the bar. If not for their eager stares at you, you would have rolled your eyes at how obvious they were being.

“Fine, fine. I’m going.” You stated aloud, getting up from the seat you inhabited for at most ten minutes.

Turning towards the bar, you took in a deep breath to collect your thoughts. To think you fought the Wolf of the North and Oceanid with more courage - it was just Diluc.

“Long time no see.” You greeted, trying to sound extremely casual. “Bottle of wine for one of your favorite people?”

Diluc looked at you for a quick second, then back down to the bar, then rapidly snapping back up to you in surprise. “Hey. Of course.”

Unsure what to say, you responded back with a simple, “Thank you.”

“Didn’t know you’d be in town today.”

“It was all coincidence. Venti told me about your event tonight.” You mentioned, motioning behind you to the table where the three of them were waiting. Amber waggled her eyebrows in response and you turned back to Diluc in embarrassment.

But he was looking at you the entire time. “For a war criminal, you look well.”

“Ugh, not you too.”

“Ironic how you delinquents always return here while hiding it out.” Diluc did not answer, instead openly teasing you.

Honestly, it was a little ironic that you and Venti ran here after stealing the Holy Lyre, just to end up back here while the Millelith were on the hunt for you.

Instead you replied, “They didn’t release any names.”

“Right, it’s probably some other sword-wielding blonde with white clothes and access to the Anemo vision.”

“Obviously.”

To think you were so involved in Teyvat's politics. An otherworldly being with no prior connections to the people or nations was somehow involved with the highest ranking people of every country you’ve stumbled into.

Everyone from the Dvalin team knew about your primary objectives: to find your brother and regain your full power through the seven Archons. And when news of Rex Lapis’ death reached Mondstadt, Diluc could almost physically feel the dread in his heart that something had happened to you. And when the Millelith released their man-hunt of your exact profile, there was no doubt that you were involved.

To see you standing before him, in association with an Archon of all people, it was like a breath of fresh air on his heart. You were here in the tavern, fine and even enjoying the night.

A large part of him wanted to ask about your journey, what was it that had you on the run again? But with the growing line out the door, he knew he barely had time to keep this conversation going.

So instead, Diluc grabbed glasses and a bottle of wine from beneath the bar and asked, “Spare a few minutes for me later?”

You nodded quietly, handing him the necessary Mora before returning back to the table.

Amber did not pull her punches, “So, you guys dating yet?”

You almost dropped the bottle, but Venti was quick even through his laughter.

“Yeah and I’m the Archon of Snezhnaya.” Paimon replied sarcastically.

“Shut up.” You pouted, “It was just nice to see each other after all this time.”

“Oh so you had a good conversation? Did he ask you to stay after? Are you going to stay the night? Did he offer for you to stay at the Dawn Winery?” Amber spit out question after question, not a sense of patience or tact in her words.

Venti was still laughing like the Archon of assholes he was.

While they prodded through their multiple questions, you tried to wave them away to another conversation topic. If Amber was prodding you like this, you could only imagine that the other Knights, such as Kaeya and Jean, were also aware of your strange relationship.

Amber tried to push it a bit more, but you were able to spin the conversation to ask what the others were up to. It was interesting to hear about the little tasks in Mondstadt, small commissions that the Knights take care of in the city as well as guarding the areas further out into the country.

And while you hated to drift off with them sitting right in front of you, your mind often wandered toward the red-head behind the bar. Diluc had personally asked you to stay back later, undoubtedly to speak to you about something one-on-one. Would it be cowardly if you left early? Would the others notice if you tried to make a break for it at one point?

Again, it seemed as if Venti was capable of reading your mind, lightly calling you to attention and putting a casual hand on the back of your chair.

He was not letting you get away from this.

Venti even shifted the conversation to you, asking about Liyue and the local adventures you had while in the city. Unable to ignore the direct questions, you told them about the stories of the people you met so far and the strange events you seemed to be dragged into.

“Wait, start over.” Amber cut into your most recent story about a ship just outside of the Liyue city. ”You just glided down onto the Pearl Galley?”

You paused then replied, “Well. I mean the ship was just sitting there outside the harbor and I was curious.”

“And so you boarded a luxury ship without an invitation?”

“Yeah, so?” Paimon answered with a question, genuinely confused.

“And yet you wonder how you keep getting involved in all these crazy schemes.” Amber answered ambiguously.

“Well, eventually I did get an invitation.”

“But after you were already on the ship.” Amber pointed out. “How did you even glide that far out?”

“I climbed to the top of the nearby mountain and then just dropped down.”

“Wow.”

“Is it really a surprise?” Venti commented, “She doesn’t even follow the proper stairs here in the city. Don’t think we don’t see you climbing over every wall here in Mondstadt.”

“You’re such a weirdo.” Amber sighed with a smile, “You’re lucky we love you so much.”

You continued on with your stories, some in the city and others within hidden temples deep in the wilderness, puzzles and timed traps masking treasures you sought to find. Amber and Venti listened on in rapt attention, asking questions here and there and even teasing you about your constant climbing.

You hadn’t even noticed how the bar patrons were starting to slowly thin out.

The night with Venti and Amber was such a refreshing feeling compared to the nights you spent staring up silently at the night sky, only Paimon at your side. It was nice to hear and speak to other people, to not be on the run and always looking over your shoulder.

Feeling a light tap on the side, you turned to see Diluc standing at attention.

“Hey.” He greeted you again.

“We were just on our way out!” Amber exclaimed, standing instantly with Venti not far behind her. “Mondstadt’s star Outrider has to be up bright and early tomorrow.”

“Which is why you’re both leaving…?” You asked.

“It’s my duty to ensure the safety of the city and we said we were going to discuss something.” Venti answered ambiguously.

You crossed your arms, “Discuss what?”

“The— !” Amber paused, “The thing. You know, with the stuff at the Seven Winds Temple.”

“Right! Let’s get going.” Venti turned to Paimon at the last second, “I think this will interest you.”

Paimon winked at you before turning to Diluc, ”Right, the stuff!”

Diluc motioned you to follow him and so, once again, you found yourself following behind the Pyro-user out the second-floor balcony. However, instead of sitting at the table, you learned against the railing while Diluc stood to the side.

“Wasn't expecting you to be gone for so long.” Diluc started with a flat voice.

You turned to him with a slight grimace. “I’m sorry, I ended up getting caught in something important back in Liyue.”

More important than him.

The implication was quiet in the back of Diluc’s mind.

But that would always be the case. To think that the first person in years to open up his shell was someone who could only be in his life temporarily. You intrigued him to the high heavens - the strange mix of both pride and humility as you fought and carried yourself. You were strong, but merciful. Kind, but a purveyor of your own brand of justice.

It had been a while since he met someone with such genuine reservations as you.

But your time together was already ticking down, from your time in Mondstadt to your time in his world. You were looking for your brother and who knew if he was even in Tyvat currently? It would be unfair to be bitter towards you. And so he resolved long ago to simply cherish the moments you had together.

So instead of snapping back, Diluc teased you.

“I’m sure. I’ve heard of your extensive… wanted days.”

You sighed aloud, “How did the news travel here so fast?”

Diluc smirked, “First Barbatos and now Rex Lapis? What kind of luck do you have?”

“The worst kind.”

Of course, there was something he wanted to learn more about. After he had caught wind from Katheryn in Liyue, Diluc still wanted to be informed about your current situation. To think that you were in close association with one of the high Fatui Harbingers after Signora personally attacked you, it was almost like you were openly inviting trouble.

It also did not help that many of the gossip mills included how attractive this particular Fatui was.

He goes by the alias of ‘Childe.’ Young, but deadly!

A Fatui, but doesn’t wear his mask - for good reason! He’s quite the looker.

I wouldn’t mind if he impaled me somewhere. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Needless to say, his sources did not alleviate his worries.

Of all people? A Fatui was one of your close associates in Liyue? A party of him wanted to snarl, the thought a worse downgrade from the Knights of Favonius. At least he knew Kaeya would do you no harm; he doubted the same could be said about Childe.

Archons, why did he care so much?

Diluc told himself multiple times that your abrupt parting was necessary to keep himself from getting too attached to you. But it hardly mattered when he was worrying this much anyway in spite of that.

Fuck, why did he just let you walk away like that?

Diluc was not going to make the same mistake.

He turned to you and asked, “Like the Fatui kind?”

You sighed, “Believe me, I don’t like it either.”

“And yet somehow here we are.”

“It’s complicated, okay?”

“When is it not with you?” Diluc asked, more hypothetically. And while from anyone else, it may have felt offensive, you could tell from his tone that it was just a tired sigh.

“Tell me about your journey.” He continued.

“What?” You answered with a question, genuinely surprised. “It’s a long story, not all that interesting.”

Diluc took a step forward, taking the spot next to you against the rail as your shoulders touched. “I want to hear it from you.”

You couldn’t help but smile, “Okay.”

And so you recounted your journey to find the Geo Archon, how the adepti set up strange puzzles and at some point you swore you were pulled into a teacup that somehow contained a full domain.

There were also other missions on the side, other things you would do to collect Mora or materials if you were going to get any stronger. Some of them made sense — doing deliveries, clearing abyss camps, and other mercenary like duties. Other instances, not so much.

“Only you would accept a commission from a ghost.” Diluc teased as you recounted the treasure in the mines.

“In my defense, I didn’t think he was a ghost at first.”

“Right. Nothing suspicious at all about a transparent old man in the middle of an abandoned village.”

“I was reading the poster he was showing!”

“And when did you realize he was a ghost?”

“... After I met three other ghosts.”

Diluc cracked a smile at that, only making you pout more. You had adjusted your postures overtime, standing against with rails to your backs as you faced the tavern.

“He paid me good Mora!”

“How…?” Diluc thought about it before waving it off, “Forget it. I don’t want to know.”

You laughed back before you saw the lights inside the tavern switch off, complete darkness in the windows as the remaining employees packed up and went home.

“Oh wow, I hadn’t even realized how long we were out here.” You admitted, “I’m sorry I took up so much of your time.”

“Don’t apologize. I wanted to spend this time with you.”

“Still, it’s already late.”

“You’re right. Where were you and Paimon going to spend the night?”

“Honestly, I don’t know.” You admitted, “Venti convinced us to stay, but I don’t even know where he is.”

Diluc pushed off the railing to stand facing you, “You could stay the night at the winery. We can retrieve Paimon tomorrow.”

What game was he playing? Your disappointing departure with Diluc cutting you off and now he was asking for your time and space back into his life? You hated that he pushed you away just to pull you back in at his convenience. And while you understood his personality tended to keep people at a distance, you had your own limits as to what you could withstand.

“... Diluc, what are you doing?”

“You’ll have to be more clear.”

You closed your eyes, trying to gather your thoughts and hamper down on your rising temper. “Come on, why are you being so nice to me?”

He stared at you expectedly, blank eyes urging you to continue.

It only served to make you more angry.

“Diluc, when I left you hardly blinked. And now that I’m here, after months of us not talking, you want me to spend the night?”

“I told you before how much you meant to Mondstadt.”

To Mondstadt? Not even to himself personally?

You decided it was better to confront him cleanly asking, “Why didn’t you kiss me that night we were drinking here?”

Diluc paused, not a single hint of surprise on his face as you addressed the situation head-on. “Why should I have?”

“Don’t act like you didn’t feel it. There was something between us.” You scoffed.

He noticed your use of past tense.

“Does it honestly matter? You would’ve left anyway, I saved us both the trouble.”

You visibly recoiled in response. “Is that what this is about? I have to go to Liyue and the other counties, Diluc. I have to find my brother.”

“I know that.” Diluc cut in, before you got the wrong idea. “You don’t think I’m acutely aware of that fact? The fact that this is my home and not yours. That one day you’ll find your brother and I’ll never see you again?”

“Wait.”

“Believe me, I know better than anyone that you’re off to find your brother. And I’ll help you in any way that I can.” Diluc continued, not heeding your confused attempts to stop him. “But let’s not pretend like I was anything more than a stepping stone in your journey.”

“That’s not true!”

“Oh?” Diluc’s tone was almost challenging, “It’s not? So once the dust is settled, if I asked you to stay here with me, would I be enough?”

You stuttered over your words, “I --”

“I don’t want to hear your excuse because we both know the answer.” He cut you off, “I was trying to save myself from that before it happened.”

“Will you let me speak, you idiot!?” Your voice cut through the silent evening air.

Diluc paused, standing a good ten feet away from you and looking angrier than you’d ever seen. But he did, thankfully, stop talking.

“Is it crazy to think that I feel the same way about you?”

“What?”

“Diluc, I’m just me!” You answered, “I have nothing to my name but an objective to find my brother — if he’s even alive at this point. I need to try and I need to continue on this path…”

He crossed his arms, but stayed quiet as he listened.

“But just because I have so much ahead of me, that doesn’t I don’t care about where I’ve already seen.” You took a few steps toward Diluc as you spoke, “You mean so much to me and I wouldn’t ever want to throw that away.”

“You won’t have a choice if you have to leave this world.”

“If!” You pointed out, “Diluc you’re so worried about the future, about me walking away from you forever, but it doesn’t have to be this way.”

“And suddenly there’s an alternative?”

“There’s always been one, you idiot! You just never bothered to actually talk to me.” You put your hands on his chest, the light material of his dark clothes underneath your palms. “I would’ve tried. If you asked me to make this work, to come back to you at the winery back then, I would’ve done it.”

Diluc closed his eyes, taking in your words as his hands snaked down to your wrists.

“Don’t give me empty promises.”

“I mean it!” You defended, “You aren’t just another person, Diluc. I—“

He opened his eyes then, reflecting back to you as hopeful and curious. “You…?”

“I care about you more than you know.” You settled on, still unsure about the extent of your feelings. “Why are you giving up on us before even starting?”

You stared right back at Diluc, his silence paramount to the inner turmoil you were sure he was going through. From his late father to the betrayal from the Knights, there were plenty of reasons why Diluc was so hesitant to connect with other people.

But you’d be damned if you didn’t try.

Your hands felt heavy against his chest. Despite your small demeanor and even smaller palms, the weight of your hands seemed to play seesaw between his heart and mind. He had logical reasons to keep you at a distance, but here you were trying to carve your way through back to him.

It had been a long time since he cared about anyone like this. And Diluc could not even recall the last time he wanted to sorely kiss someone at all. But how could he not want to now? You stared up at him, eyes blazing with determination as you tried to convey your feelings.

“You mean so much to me.” Diluc stated after a few silent minutes, “Let’s make this work.”

The smile you shot him was wide and radiant, a private blessing that only he was gifted tonight. He wrapped his arms around your waist, eager to feel more of you — to envelop you in his arms and keep you within them tonight.

One hand strayed upward, carding itself in your hair and pulling you closer until both your eyes fluttered closed. The soft skin of your lips slotted against his, an endearing frenzy to give one another tender pecks. You could not help the happy mewl that escaped your lips as Diluc licked against the crease of your skin.

Moaning aloud to his tender touch, Diluc was eager to explore every inch of your wet cavern. There was no battle of tongues, simply moving in tandem as Diluc dominated the kiss. You tried to maneuver to give him more access, but with your height difference it was the best you could do.

Diluc lifted one of your legs, wrapping it around his waist and lightly tapping the other to do the same. Eyes clouded with lust, you did as instructed and quickly felt the soft thump behind you, the wall of the tavern helping hold you upright.

You fell more and more into the passionate lip lock, pushing to match his intensity as Diluc connected you in one of the most intimate ways possible. One hand was still in your hair while the other continued its scandalized trail downward.

You prayed to Barbatos that nobody heard you outside the tavern.

The both of you would later attribute this impassioned frenzy due to the prolonged time apart and mutual pining (culminating in a mistake outside on the balcony, twice inside the bar, and the rest of the night back at the winery).

For the first time, you enjoyed the morning sun streaming in through the windows, a lazy arm strung across your waist as you snuggled in the chest of the man you were growing to love.

Diluc woke long before you, hand threading through your hair silently as he resolved to remember this moment. You kissed at the naked skin of his chest twice before nuzzling him, feeling the light arm pull you closer.

“Good morning.” You started, voice muffled against his skin.

But you would have never expected Diluc to be so affectionate.

He kissed the top of your head, murmuring in a low tone. “Good morning, my love.”

Nothing about your relationship was perfect. You still fought and cried like every other couple. But you both knew that what you had was real, willing to fight for it no matter the obstacles that came with the future.

It did not matter that Tyvat was not your home.

Wherever Diluc was, that was where you’d return.

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Extra: “What if they end up fighting?” Amber asked the other two as they walked down a side-street of the city.

“Then we’ll find out the moment it breaks out. Trust me.” Paimon replied. After all, your Anemo power would only serve to make any fire larger.

“They’ve both been in that pining puppy phase for so long, I doubt it’ll come down to that.” Venti added.

“500 Mora says they’ll be dating by the end of this week.” Amber bet.

“1,000 that they’ll be together by tonight!” Paimon countered.

“10,000 that they’ll be joined in every way by tonight.” Venti added, the mischievous tone not missed by either woman.

“You tone-deaf bard!” Paimon exclaimed as she slapped her hands over her red cheeks. “The traveler is more dignified than that!”

Amber had a hand on her chin, “Dating? Probably. But more than that…?”

Venti held out a hand to both, vying for both to shake one and accept the bet.

Nothing, but a couple of suckers.

Amber grumbled once when she heard the news, but otherwise excitedly congratulated you two on finally accepting your feelings. Paimon’s whine could probably be heard in a fifteen mile radius and Venti’s proud smile didn’t help either — accepting the easiest twenty thousand Mora he ever made.

And, just to gode the tiny guide a little more, Venti turned to Paimon in the middle of her complaining rant.

“Hehe.”

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A/N:

The festival idea comes from Diluc’s story 1: “The winery holds festivities from time to time. These events are routinely attended by enthusiastic fathers, eager to introduce their wonderful daughters to the young and single winery master.”

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