#genshin has been on my mind for like a month straight now. my partner even commented today “wow you're really back into tgaa lately!” and

[drbtinglecannon]

for the character ask: genshin asogi? 👀

Everything during canon happened because of the professor case... Heh, could say London really felt Genshin's Impact 🥁

How I feel about this character

Sorry Kazuma I have a lot of unholy thoughts about your dad

Haha but really I have a lot of conflicting hcs for him, like I imagine he was very serious and focused, but I also like imagining he was snarky and comedically strict about his opinions like Kazuma is (like why he wore the hackimaki in the first place or the over the top manner he talks about Karuma, etc). It's bittersweet when a character is soooo bare bones in canon, because sure I can imagine anything and it'll never be contradicted in canon! But also I want information!!! Tell me about them!!!!!

Anyway regardless of other traits I'm munching over, I always stick with he and Klint were genuinely extremely close, like Herlock&Yujin level, and they shared a joking mean humor in private like calling each other a twat over any little inconvenience

All the people I ship romantically with this character

His own wife haha, Klint, and Klint & Lady B

Kazuma has enough issues so his parents not really caring about each other doesn't do it for me. Legit tho it isn't compelling to me to think they were a loveless marriage, the only point to it I can remember being was she wasn't mentioned in his final letter, but there's bittersweetness to explaining that away as out of a sense of paranoia that it would be wishing ill on them so he had to stay quiet until he made his escape, which..we know how that went. I think them having a loving marriage also kinda ties up the original study students, with Genshin having a wife and child he's leaving, Yujin losing his wife but gaining a newborn he has to leave behind, and Jigoku not having a spouse or kids, and it mirroring each Londoner they attached to (Klint has a wife and a baby on the way by the end but loses both, Herlock loses Yujin but gains a newborn, and Stronghart never takes a family). Genshin can almost relate to Yujin too, their wives are no longer around and they have young kids back home, but he still was expected to be able to return to her one day, and his fate is so similar to Klint's, they both lose their wives and their kids end up losing their connection to the family & being taken in by someone else (iirc Kazuma is kind of cut off from the Asougi clan after they learn his dad died and was outted as "a killer"), those parallels work better if Genshin and his wife were mutual love.

Genklint had an insane unhinged yaoi ending like the homoeroticism of a duel to the death for the honor of your friend that fell so far but you still cared about him too much to leave him like that... when it would've been way smarter for them to team up and kill Stronghart then Genshin tell Klint "no more killing or istfg >:(" and that's that. I also love the mutual suffering that is Barok & Kazuma going back to the prosecutor's office after 2-5 and just staring into the room with the deepest eyebags and deadest expressions like "they definitely fucked in here"

Genklintville is just the ultimate version of genklint haha. It makes it all so much hotter AND tragic! And what more could we ask for from their canon endings

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Genshin & Yujin is a fun relationship I think about a lot. I wonder if they were both jealous of their respective British bestie for being able to get so much closer than they ever were with each other? Was Genshin the shoulder Yujin cried on during the boat trip to London and during the time before he met Herlock? Yujin went above and beyond to help Genshin when he was arrested, and maybe if Genshin listened to him on getting extradited he would've survived, but also Yujin cared so much for him to not only go to Lady B at his request but take Kazuma in once all the dust settled. Idk, I'm not sure I'd call them an OTP but they're a favorite non romantic dynamic for both characters

My unpopular opinion about this character

Ok so there was a post from a blog I love that used pixels from the games to determine character heights and deemed that Genshin was 6' tall based on that information, and I've seen a number of fics describe Genshin as very tall, and I vehemently disagree. Genshin was at most 5'10, taller than average and a tiny bit taller than Kazuma, but still noticeably shorter than Klint & Barok. I will die on this hill

One thing I wish would happen/ had happened with this character in canon

Lived haha but really I can't think of anything that wouldn't drastically change canon (him living, them killing Stronghart, him actually escaping, etc) that like is actually impactful for his role in the story. Not that I don't love AUs but I like leaving this all as my sandbox and not canon. I guess I wanna know his height so I can be correct that it's not 6' tall haha!

[pen-observing]

- to live between shadow and light

a genshin impact mafia/cop au, brought to you by @sailormakoto​ and me keke.

a/n: so in my mind this is the ‘imagine your life in a mafia/cop otome game universe’ but combine it with genshin characters for maximum effect. we have been brainstorming and talking about this for 6 months straight i am not joking with you. enjoy!

warnings: (only mentions, nothing explicit): manipulation, fwb, baizhu is your uni prof. and you date him (but uni so no gross stuff tnx.), gun shooting practice, broken glass and furniture. are mafia/cop aus ever really appropriate for minors? (don’t think so.) w/c: 3,4k characters: baizhu, kazuha, scaramouche, xiao, albedo, thoma, zhongli, venti, itto, ayato part ii with ei, kaeya, childe, klee (plationic obvi), rosaria, sucrose, diluc 

baizhu was your biggest sin and your biggest mistake. they always say that the devil does not come like an enemy and instead comes like everything you ever dreamed of. 

how stupid were you to think that having a relationship with your academy professor would amount to something good in the long run? sucrose, your best friend and colleague, watched you gaze at him. she did warn you as soon as you started to change but blinded love sees no signs of permanent ends. she watched the effect he had on you once you became his assistant. you’ve always been curious and baizhu was ready to test the limits of science and humans even if that meant shady business. you became his lover, his accomplice and partner. with science as the main mission baizhu did not care who used his products or how: and, because you fell in love – neither did you. who cares about who offered the biggest price for poison that you made if it was a creation of love? dark rooms in which you made deals with mafia gangs made you feel nothing as you sat down next to him and his hand found way to your thigh. after a closed deal his kisses tasted like the sweetness of honey. little did you know, baizhu was poison himself. he put a ring on your finger, whisked you away to a new house with a secret underground lab. he gave you jewelry constantly and while it did sparkle, it was nothing compared to his eyes. how were you supposed to know he’d betray you and that ideal love made in devilish lies? how were you supposed to know he put a tracking device in your ring? baizhu has no sincerity for anything or anyone. you were a naïve fool that enjoyed his game of play pretend.

‘the wind has carried me to you; it’s voice was gentle even if you are the opposite right now’ is the first thing kazuha kaedahara ever said to you. the road of redemption and healing is not an easy one and you did what zhongli told you – you went away for a while, tried your hand at alone time being the crux of healing but loneliness is overbearing. even if you were betrayed, before the betrayal you were not lonely. now, it hurts, it causes you to choke. kazuha showed up at the moment when your healing journey streamed towards a violent outburst from a simple inconvenience. the wind is gentle and you are not but he still stuck with you somewhere along the way. he was light as air, he was poetic in the way he brought peace. he would randomly show up, unexpected but welcomed, because fate was at play, right? you cannot call him a soulmate, a friend or an acquaintance because those labels do not fit him. he was a temporary break from the darker side of the world on your healing journey where you’ve learned the difference between being alone and being lonely. he is not a soulmate but: he has to be a kindred spirit. you still think of him when filling out paperwork and wonder if, by any chance, you are gentler like the wind of first meetings.

scaramouche is entirely boasted upon his ego and thinks his subordinates are not fit to carry out underground meetings with potential suppliers; that is the reason he goes to them himself and he supposed he has that quality to thank for meeting you. scaramouche was used to baizhu, frankly he was annoyed by him too, so seeing you sitting next to him stirred something. intrigue and interest? perhaps. wonder about how baizhu found someone to love him while being the sly serpent? definitely. scaramouche was certain he would eventually betray you but he was also certain you were competent if you were sitting next to him. he never approached you directly but he did research into your past. when baizhu arrived alone at a meeting, without his engagement ring, he was certain the collapse he foretold had taken place. what was he supposed to do? just leave someone that competent alone and waste their talent? obviously, his ego got the better of him and he kept tabs on you. the face you made once he knocked on your new apartment was priceless. but seeing a new dimension of you that wasn’t glued to baizhu or made in his image was even better. were you vulnerable? yes? did he hate it? not particularly, he was able to touch your skin under the sheets and make sure that the serpent did not ruin you completely. scaramouche became a ‘friend’ with benefits and it was similar to a business arrangement. it was a good fit for you both; passionate even while rarely together, only known to the two of you but no lingering promises to keep. scaramouche is sure that his strings really aren’t attached or interwoven with yours but he keeps wondering about that red scarf and occasional bandages next to your nightstand. they clearly aren’t for you, so who are you keeping them for?

after the recuperation of your broken heart, you made a decision. the best way to get revenge on baizhu (the way you now realize zhongli directed you towards) is not to kill him or hunt him down. no, the best way is to hide your sins while making his known, working with the police and making sure you get justice and he gets pain. for a long time, you were protected by him (even if he was the serpent) and you were kept at a good enough distance; never to be in direct confrontation with danger. alas, no one is naive enough to choose revenge, name it justice, and stay in that safety. the person you have to thank for your edge and sharp shooting is none other than xiao. you wanted to get stronger fast, regular classes with self-defense teachers just wouldn’t do. you had to be quick and you decided to take the last of the money leftover and hand it into xiao’s hands to train you. from the moment you saw him help a young girl in the alleyway with his back facing you and his tattoos on display – you knew he had to be the one to train you. xiao wanted to turn you down, he was a car mechanic and did not want anyone to know his side dealings. however, in your eyes, he saw fear like that of the little girl, and he saw that the embers of your revenge were too strong to be left alone. mr. zhongli told him that people with that spark can easily end up in worse positions than he has – so he changed his mind. xiao taught you krav maga hoping you’d never have to use it, he held your hand to steady the gun during practice shootings – begging that it never meant an end for you. once he hears you say a sincere thank you after 5 months and sees your back exit his shop, xiao is well aware why some people want open endings. you are looking forward because the end with xiao means a new beginning. he hopes you believe his last words to you: ‘if you need me, call me.’ he hopes you are never in such danger than you need to but his shop is a bit too quiet now – almost lonely.

to albedo, you are a fable; something similar to a folklore being that his closest friends have encountered but he has not. ever observing, albedo hears your name plenty before he has a chance to connect it to your face. while he was instructing sucrose he heard it a lot. way back, from the days when she was even more naïve than now. it would be rare for her not to mention you. a short funny tale or one that shows your intelligence would be uttered before sucrose’s voice grew quieter and her gaze unfocused for a split moment. after years of that; he hears your name from kaeya, apparently you would be joining their unit. albedo wants to ask kaeya, his close friend and superior by rank, why that was suddenly decided but his infinite curiosity knows that eventually he will learn; and finally, finally – he can see you; the person so beloved and mentioned who had apparently taken a wrong turn somewhere in the maze of life. and when he finally sees you walk through that door on their floor (which makes a creaking sound he hates) albedo is sure – you could still be called a folklore creature. he has not understood all the complexities of love but with the sunlight gently touching you; something tells him that he will have a chance to explore emotions more; with you as a catalyst.

what was wrong with you that day thoma will never know but he swore he will never again fill in as a cook at his friend’s restaurant. he wasn’t supposed to be there that night; and it looked like you weren’t either because the table for two reserved in your name became a table for one. thoma was the cook for that night and when he heard that someone refused to give their comments on a new dish he spent 3 weeks creating, he had to see who it was. as soon as he saw you, his disappointment was replaced by pity. thoma pitied you. horrible, he knows, but you looked like every single puzzle piece of your life was slipping away and you were frozen in place. left there at that table just to wait and watch it all disappear. he approached you and before he even had a chance to say something; you stood up and held his face in your hands. your eyes were wide and thoma did not know what to do. they were teary too, that is why perhaps you said: ‘oh. oh, you are not him. i-i apologize. i thought it was him; i-i really wished to see my friend tonight, you see. i am terribly sorry.’ and you practically ran away before he had a chance to react. who were you? who did you want to see? does he resemble a man who failed you so much? thoma will never know still – but he hopes you might walk into his own restaurant once. he sees you buying apples in the same grocery store as him and you feed the cat on your way out. the two of you exchange simple greetings and comment on new sales. he doesn’t want to take it further because his presence disturbed you that much and he was not glad to see you suffer but..it seems like you are doing better. just a bit more and he might get the courage to.

close to dawn, zhongli got an emergency call on his private number. he was a man of many secrets and connections so his workers were instructed to call him first instead of the police if something were to occur. apparently, in one of his buildings the workers heard loud noises: glass breaking and things being thrown. but the door was locked and somehow the emergency keys got lost. zhongli asked for the number of the apartment and address and decided he had to drive down there on his own. he told baizhu not to make any wrong moves on his territory, zhongli was a mafia boss and couldn’t risk one of his contacts to create problems for him. curse baizhu for being so coy to actually learn his true identity. he did not know about you at all and imagine his surprise when he opened the door and found you sitting in the middle of the floor with shattered glass, a flipped table and furniture out of place. he saw no traces of baizhu and concluded that you did not pose any threat in the slightest with your current state so he texted his underling for information on you. zhongli was not the best at comforting but he certainly was a good actor who never revealed all his cards but still got people to trust him. it felt weird. lifting you off the floor onto the tattered sofa and sitting next to you. he hadn’t seen a vulnerable person so long, hadn’t felt the feeling of providing comfort. the most he could do is whisper cliché generic words of comfort until you calmed down. he got you water and some calming tea. it was the only thing he could find. his people worked quick and while your hands were shaking holding the mug, he saw your whole history. an energetic child, a close childhood friend, loved by their friends and peers but you chose to marry baizhu instead.. he saw that your relationships suffered because of this and he understood why this meltdown happened. baizhu’s stuff was nowhere to be found because he left you. you were no longer necessary for him and now the only thing you have left is that ring with a tracking device. zhongli did always consider that man a serpent. a betrayer, a torturer and he never understood him. how can you be strongly possessive over a ‘thing’ while you are preparing to leave them? and then, you just walk away like none of the emotions ever existed? zhongli decided that he would try to help you. he too has lost precious people because of his path but there was still a chance for you to be saved. he is not a myrtle or a hero but he can be a guide away from ‘his’ world. while you were sleeping, he took the ring off your finger and threw it in the shattered glass. for 3 days he stayed with you in that broken apartment. to you – he did not feel real. the line of reality was so blurred that you were sure zhongli was just a ghost that god sent to help you. on the 4th day reality finally felt real again but zhongli was nowhere to be found. he left, but you understood that healing was a process and that everyone and everything can eventually leave you. baizhu, zhongli, sanity – so now, you will never be so shocked that you lose yourself and naively follow someone again.

meeting venti was a blessing but the way that the two of you met was simply a disaster that scared you. after coming back from the grocery store you were busy placing things in their right spot when someone frantically knocked on your door. it sounded like an emergency. perhaps it was scaramouche – you hadn’t seen him in a while. it could have been childe too (he always did have a bad habit of coming to you after fights) maybe he was seriously hurt this time! but when you opened the door the only thing you saw was a person on their knees saying: ‘cat allergic! drunk! help me! help me, call the doctors!’ pressing the correct buttons to dial with shaky hands was so hard but you had to be fast. now, you can laugh about it because that same person turned out to be your new neighbor and is in your kitchen and cutting apples, but it was a truly terrifying first meeting. venti became a true friend. you learned that he has a personality that entertains, he studies music and he drinks too much for his own good but, his disposition is always genuine and true. it is odd how one moment can mean one emotion and the next one brings something new altogether. he is humming a tune while saying that he doesn’t really believe an apple a day keeps the doctor away and you would laugh if you did not know his meaning behind it. last night, while you were pretending to sleep; venti was on the roof singing a new song he composed to his friend. it made you cry because that same morning – the two of you went to visit the grave. venti made you realize how you can cling to certain parts of the past and honor them but he also made you realize that laughter, fake or not, can lead to a true remedy in the future.

paperwork was annoying to you but whenever the papers would be signed by the name ‘itto’ it was even worse. was this dude a child? did he ever actually pass his middle school classes? how is anyone able to have such an ugly handwriting? after leaving notes for a month that said ‘please don’t write in a hurry’, ‘pay attention to your handwriting.’, ‘this is not what a responsible adult should write like’, ‘how do they even allow you to sign documents in the bank?’, and ‘if you don’t work on your hand writing right now i am going to bring you a kid’s practice notebook !!.’; they all came back the same. as soon as they were set down on your desk for checking, you took the practice books from your bag, rushed downstairs and threw them on the messy table with the ‘itto’ nameplate. you should have guessed his desk would be messy too: papers everywhere (some even on the floor), 2 mugs and 4 water bottles, just one pen next to his lunch and,,,was that a photo is his pet bug? reptile? ‘admiring my homie, are you? he really is a fine specimen! you have quite the eye!’ and when you turned around you had to look up so much you swore never to date a man so much taller than you. it became painfully clear that this man, who writes itto like you drew the sun at 3 years old, was meant for this job. paperwork was an unnecessary concern for him; he preferred being out in the middle of action. since then, he always says hi and runs up to you with the goofiest grin on his face. he brings you coffee and talks about his ‘homie’ winning another fight. it is endearing. he is so joyful, and he actually tried to do those practice books, so you cannot be mad at him. the most you can be is annoyed because he feels it is appropriate to always be shouting your name.

inside of that coffee shop close to your new neighborhood that offers a quiet place solitude your soul felt unrest. solitude can only go so far before it turns into a new ache called loneliness and while you were finally moving forward, taking roots in a new place away from your past – there was this overwhelming need to suddenly share. such things always catch you off guard; the need to be listened to. because of a new attraction in the park across the shop; it was unusually crowded that day. the man who resembled shining moonlight choose to ask if you would be okay with him sitting at your table while he drank his tea. you said yes. despite your sudden wish to be heard you would not tell your life story or any struggles to this stranger. so, for a couple of minutes the two of you shared that small space, the table resembled a full moon and somehow you were getting lost in it and reminiscing. it caused your cup to fall down and break as you extended your hand. when you looked down, perhaps from all the lonely moments and the definite realization that even your past was not filled enough with joy – you almost started crying. certain things are a spiral and even with understanding that you have no idea how it all ended with you spending hours with that handsome stranger; how it ended with the two of you talking about life and philosophy and some struggles. it was a shame that he got an urgent call and had to leave before you even had a chance to learn his name. but, life is still a spiral, the moon shines and that same man stood in front of you once again. his name? kamisato ayato. his occupation? professional psychologist working with the favonius police. your surprise upon meeting him again was certainly interesting; but the surprise expressed by everyone else inside the meeting room when he told you ‘oh, how nice to see you once again’ was something completely different.

[outivv]

Boy do I have an angsty request for you :D So The Boys confess their love to their crush, but she asks them if they take her for a fool, because she believes that they're using her as a substitute for someone they couldn't have. Like Zhongli with Guizhong and Dainsleif with Lumine, etc. She doesn't believe they love her because she's been in a toxic relationship like that before, and it left her heartbroken. Just sum angst with maybe sum comfort. Also congrats on 801 followers! ＼(≧▽≦)／♡

Synopsis: it’a happened a few too many times, being used as a replacement. So when (idk insert a character from the tall boys group) confessed to her, she doesn’t believe it.

Warnings: angst, and mentions of a toxic relationship, I also made y/n a bit... bitchy(?) in the beginning of kaeyas part. Flat out I made them kinda rude.

Game/ fandom: genshin impact

Characters: zhongli, Diluc, childe, kaeya, and Dainsleif

Pronouns for reader: she/ her (I assume that’s what you wanted... if not then I apologize)

A/n: I am in love with this request oh my god. Zhongli and guizhongs relationship pains me so much, like all of the fanart and headcanons for them it just ahhh. Makes me so sad. But aside from that, thank you for congratulating me it means a lot ☺️. It’s a lot of fun seeing how far I’ve come, and with that I hope you enjoy and take care of yourself! Remember to eat something if you haven’t and drink water you amazing human!!! <3

— zhongli —

Zhongli built up the courage to confess to you while stargazing one night. Only to have his hopes and dreams crushed. You though he was lying? He was using you? Why would he ever do such a thing to someone he admired and loved?

“I know your past relationship with guizhong... I’m not an idiot zhongli. I know that you’re going to use me to get over her.” You said coldly with a deadpan expression.

He didn’t understand... how could you think that he’d hold on for that long. He loved her once, but then... then he didn’t. It was hard to explain his feelings, but he knew that it was different with you. He didn’t know how to express that though.

Zhongli pondered for a second before saying, “I wouldn’t do such a thing even if I still loved her. I’ve moved on, and I want to be with you now. My words are true and are straight from the heart.” You still were hesitant though.

You wanted to be with zhongli, but were too scared to be. Past relationships made you have trust issues when it came to giving someone access to your feelings. Because you’d let them in only for them to move on from you weeks later. You were the recovery girl, the practice dummy, only there to get their confidence back.

Zhongli wouldn’t treat you like that though... would he? He could see the gears in your head turning with worry, so he cupped your face in his hands and said, “I would never say something I didn’t mean. Especially something as serious as this.” And kissed your forehead.

Butterflies formed in your stomach at the closeness, and you could feel yourself getting emotional. You hugged him tightly, and nodded, a way of saying that you trust him. He wouldn’t take your trust for granted.

— childe —

Childe wouldn’t like to admit it but he’s had few partners in the past. Being more focused on fatui work, and not wanting to hurt anyone. You had him wrapped around your finger though. He’s never felt this connected, and emotionally attached to someone. It took him a while to sort out his feelings but here he is, confessing to you.

As soon as the words left his mouth he felt a weight lift off of his shoulder, only to be replaced with a nauseous feeling growing in his stomach. “Childe... I know what happened with your last partner. I’m not going to be a replacement.” Replacement? Is that how you thought he viewed you...

Before he could think he said, “no! It’s not like that you’re way more than just a replacement! I haven’t spoken to them in ages, I don’t even know where they are now... how can I still be in love with them.” He made a valid point. You still were cautious though.

Not wanting to get your heart broken again you took baby steps. Your heart was fragile, and surrounded by walls to protect it. It took a lot to break down those walls, but maybe, just maybe could childe do it.

“I haven’t felt this attached to someone, I know that sounds stupid, or cliche, but that is truly how I feel.” He said pouring his heart out. He took your hands into his and looked into your eyes, his own bright blue ones full of love and honesty.

“I’ve loved you since I first saw you. I tried to get your attention many times, and now I finally have it, do you really think I’d lie about anything that I’m saying?” He said, his voice hushed, and his face painted with a smile.

You muttered a no, looking away from his intense gaze. “Well there you have it!” He shouted, a contrast to his previous attitude. “Do you believe me now?” He gently grabbed your chin to make you look at him. He smiled goofily waiting for an answer. How could you saw no to him when he looked so excited?

— kaeya —

Kaeya has been with many lovers in the past, none of them were serious relationships, he never quite found the right person. Until you.

It took a long time for kaeya to confess to you, afraid to get rejected, and break an amazing friendship he built up. His fear was proved to be correct when he confessed to you though. “Kaeya I know about your past lover. They wouldn’t shut up about you...” you said your arms crossed “I know that I’m just the rebound, they still talk about you after months, clearly they still like you. Why go for me when you can go back to them hm? You’d probably do it in a week anyways.”

Wow... he didn’t know you thought so... horribly of him. For once kaeya was speechless, he was so hurt that he couldn’t think straight. “I wouldn’t go back to them even if I was forced to. Why would you think that of me...” Kaeya said speaking the truth. He hated his most previous lover, they were a god awful person, so he left them.

“That’s what everyone does. They get with me, and then leave when they’ve regained their confidence and go get the girl that they originally wanted, or go back to their ex.. as simple as that.” You said coldly. You were treated like a doll to be tossed around, and mistreated until the person got what they wanted from you. You weren’t about to get your heart torn to shreds by someone you came to love.

Kaeya was shocked even more by your words. Were you really treated that way? He felt angry, and hurt all at the same time. He looked at you apologetically, and pulled you into a hug. “I wouldn’t do that to you. Ever. I wouldn’t take this long to confess to someone if I didn’t really care about them.” He said putting his hand on your head. You could feel tears pricking your eyes at his sudden show of affection. You’ve come to trust kaeya with your life, so his words meant something to you.

“Seriously it took me ages to do this.” He said with a chuckle, an attempt to lighten the mood a bit. You let out a laugh yourself, pulling away from his hug and rubbing your eyes. He truly did know how to put a smile on your face.

— Diluc —

Diluc contemplated his feelings for you for months. He didn’t want to get his own heart broken, and he never had been in a serious relationship with someone. He’s never wanted to be in a serious relationship with someone. He was the most sought after bachelor in all of mondstadt, and he had no interest in anyone. Until you.

He wanted to make sure what he was feeling was love, and not a... strong yearning to be your friend. Oddly enough he’s never had that feeling either.

He confessed to you one night, showing you a beautiful sight of the ocean from stormbearer point. He oddly loved the ocean, so he thought it was a perfect place to confess to you. Sadly you rejected him. His heart sank and he felt embarrassed.

Though he held his composure, and asked, “I... I see. May I ask... why?” He wanted at least some sort of explanation. He thought he was owed that at least? “Diluc. You’re the most sought after man in all of mondstadt, you could, or better yet would, leave me in a week.” You said bluntly.

He.. didn’t understand. He had paid no mind to any of the people who wanted him, and finally he had some sort of attraction to someone and they say he’d leave her in a moments notice? Why would he ever do that? “I’ve... I haven’t felt this way about anyone. Why would I leave you for someone I don’t even like?” Diluc said confused.

You looked at him sadly and coldly, “because you can.” You said shortly “you can, and then you’d be just like everyone else.” Everyone else? What did you mean everyone else?

Diluc walked closer to you, and put his hand on the back of your head saying, “I don’t know what you mean by everyone else, but I can assure you I’m not like them. I’ve never felt anything close to this until I met you.” His words were from the heart, and you could tell.

Diluc was a man to speak what was on his mind, and to speak the truth. Even he knows not to play with someone’s feelings. He wouldn’t go out of his way to cause someone pain, he’s too familiar with the feeling himself. He would only treat you with the utmost care, and you could relax and let your guard down around him.

— Dainsleif —

Dainsleif is a man who has seen many people in his lifetime, only truly growing romantically attached to you. He loved once in the past but... they turned out to be... on the wrong side.

Traveling with him for about a year made him trust you, as you trusted him. It also made him love you, as you hopefully loved him. He confessed one rainout night as you took shelter in a ruin in liyue.

He could feel his jaw drop and his heart sink when you said, “dain... I can’t... I don’t want you to leave me... I... I care about you. A lot. And I don’t want to lose you.” Your voice was shaky and sad. His heart broke hearing it.

“Why would you lose me? I want to stay with you, that’s why I’m saying this.” He said starting to get worried. You looked at the ground in front of you, snuggling into the blanket you had wrapped around your shoulders before saying, “that always leave... so I left for once. I left my hometown and started traveling with you...” your voice started to crack as tears started to form in your eyes. “I don’t want to go back there. I want to stay with you, and travel and...” you cut yourself off with your own sob.

You truly cared about dain, and you’ve grown rather attached to him. But you had an inkling feeling that he’d leave you like your past lovers. His heart broke for a second time that night, and he scooted closer to you wrapping his arms around your smaller frame, and kissing the top of your head.

“I wouldn’t leave you. Especially not when I’ve come this attached to you.” He said kissing the crown of your head once more. You have felt more at home traveling teyvat with Dainsleif than you have in the very twin that you grew up in.