#genshin impact dainsleif

[yumenosakiacademy]

Paimon & Dainsleif || Our journey's companions, by our side.

[kuroizuna]

The Twilight Sword..

[cloudfox42]

Imagine waking up in unfamiliar, yet cozy surroundings. Realizing you're covered with your fictional crush's cape/coat, you suddenly remember what happened last night and can't help but smile.

[strawbunyy]

waiting for our yearly meetup

[anantaru]

AND HIS TEARS FLOWED LIKE FINE WINE

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — dainsleif has been touch starved lately and can‘t seem to figure out a way to get rid of it himself.

— ꒰ word count ꒱ —2.7k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, handjob, m.sturbation, dacry.philia, perv dain but also unexperienced dain, touch starved dain, a lil whiny

dainsleif was growing frustrated, annoyed and irritated— he couldn’t recall on how many times he had nervously cracked his knuckles to distract himself or occupy his mind with simple tasks such as blowing out air from his lungs, rolling his eyes, attempting to get rid of the tumbling blonde hair strands repeatedly poking his eye balls.

he‘s desperate and feels it all— cursoring for a quick relief. Every bump and scatter of his erection would forcibly press against the confines of his tight pants with the pesky material only adding onto the painful ache. it’s all too much and anything would do, really, as long as the big tent in his pants wouldn‘t grow any further. please.

what made this troubling experience even more taxing was that, at the outset, dainsleif tried to please himself through his dense garments, bashing his hips into his large palm and kneading down softly, squashing down on his balls, yet, it didn’t feel as good as when someone else was doing it.

frankly, it made his blood boil, that even he couldn‘t distract himself from his pinching needs, that someone like dainsleif himself could be driven so far up against the wall that he's now thrusting into his hand.

"fuck! fuck, fuck!" he swears in a manifold of phrases and slants into the wall for support, a soft moan falling over his sweet lips when he squeezes into his erection, "ah- curses, why now?!"

dainsleif's face mixes into a cramped expression as he continues while distressfully chewing on the inner surface of his cheeks. his knees were swirling with shakes, on the brink of feeling numb— but then, if this situation wasn't punishing enough, his eyes suddenly grow at the size of saucers, open wide, when he notices how someone in particular was pressing down on the door handle of the closed room, swiftly opening the entry to his chambers.

he doesn't know what to do, what to think, how to behave or what to say— but he's full of fear and fast moving when he pushes himself off the wall while spinning his back so it'd face the door, so the unknown person who let themselves in wouldn't catch the prominent bulge in his pants.

"dainsleif?"

he wonders if this day could get any worse.

why— out of all the people, does it have to be you to find him in such an embarrassing position as this one? "y-yes, what is it?" he exhales heavily through his nose and replies almost a little too swift, as if he had planned out a reply beforehand.

"um, why aren't you facing me?" his awkwardness made you wonder, your welcoming smile flattens as you return with a worrying glare, the subtle shakes in his legs too, most prominently his calfs, had made you think something terrible must've happened to him.

"i'm quite busy."

"busy with looking up at the ceiling?" you awkwardly giggle, stepping closer, "wait don't!" and he stops you with all the required power he currently was in possession of, "are you hiding something from me?"

just as it is not your place to pry or poke your nose all up his damned business, you were still in the mood to further provoke his density. "my oh my." you get closer— enough for him to sense the sweetened aroma of your fragrance.

dainsleif was fixedly averting his gaze from you, determined, "it's almost as if you're mad at me." and you imitate a pained tone now. he couldn't remember the last time he was this dedicated in something while also concentrating to ignore the twinge in his boxers— that was now, growing bigger at nothing but your voice alone.

"i'm- i'm not mad at you." he's squeezing his eyes together, not registering that you took another step closer, "i'd never be—." and he silently yelps when you, in a trice, place your palm on his upper back, taking him by total surprise.

"never be what?" you poke and he makes a mistake— cradling his head a little so he could face you after all, yet in shock and panic on how to proceed with utmost caution without blowing his cover, but also taking into account that he might cum untouched by the mere sight of your beauty.

"i could never be mad at you."

you see the concern in his mannerism, and an ink of a crooked smile, "are you feeling sick?" while now, his eyes had been fixed on you like a type of riveted shadow, you trail down his lower region and suddenly, on an impulse, all of it made sense to you. "oh."

"oh what?" he stares at you curiously but neutral and then realizes what your eyes were looking at.

in all honesty, he could die of embarrassed right now.

"you.." sloping your head to the side, you curse yourself underneath your irregular pants that you shouldn't have pried for once in your life.

"i'm so sorry, i shouldn't have-"

"no wait it's okay!" he cuts you off almost immediately and turns around, frowning, "i don't know how to fix that."

his pre cum had already soiled through the materials, outlining a deep pit in his pants, and you silently giggle to yourself, angling one of your hands to close around his heated cheek, smiling up and kindly brushing away the steamed hair strands bedaubed on his forehead, "why didn't you say anything?" a tentative whisper, nothing less, teasing his hopeful eyes.

as if he didn't think about it for the last ten minutes, he discloses to himself, in secret.

as a matter of fact, he had you pictured in his mind while roughly fucking into his hand.

he‘s truly awful, right? so nasty and lewd.

but dainsleif would imagine you doing it to him— sweetly encasing your smaller hand around his shaft and battering him up with his creamy cum. consequently, did he vulgarly fantasize about how you‘re bestowing him with a masterfully grand twist on the underside of his length, gripping around him and tracing the throbbing vein with your thumb until lingering your digits further into the base of his cock to knead his balls.

he thought about it— the whole time, wincing into the back of his hand at the unmixed imagination about you fucking him harder. and once you had been entering his room, there was nothing that could've torn off this shameful fantasy from his perverted mind.

"i didn't know what to say." he bluntly admits to you and his hand reflexively drew back to his bulge to press down, though you watch him tenderly, swiftly wrapping your smaller hand around his wrist to yank his arm away. "don't."

each word you spoke was making this scenario hotter, was turning dainsleif into a complete fool for you. Your sentencing was swinging in the steamy room, strong enough to have him wholly bleed into your skilled touch.

dainsleif delights into it, willingly, under the reflection of your warm skin on top of his.

he looks at you through puppy eyes, flickering up to watch and see what you're doing next. "let me do it." you purr and he listens, though content with reservations, "you- you really don't have to." but little does he know that you really want to.

you slump over into his chest so he could comfortably rest his head on your neck, silently mouthing over a sensitive spot on the damp skin.

"i don't want you to feel like you have to do this for me."

"i want this." your hand drifts off between his thighs, "i want this really really badly." and rest your cheek on his clothed chest while savoring in his needy, sloppy kisses on your neck and collarbones.

"so leave everything to me."

a low noise— something between a whine and a satisfied hum— blissful, enraptured, he was quite literally transported onto cloud nine. not only was he seemingly getting rid of the problem in his pants, but it was also you, without reluctance, aiding him as well.

he sees you, feels you and peppers you with sweet kisses as your hands eagerly unlatch his belt, the clamping resonate of the leather hitting the ground had his body captured in an involuntarily shake, the loudness spouting through the cold room.

with such loving embrace, you handled him with care, all of him, next— excitedly pulling down his pants and boxers respectively before freeing his aching cock. you spot the redness around it and dainsleif hisses at nothing but the freezing air making contact with his burning shaft.

you lick your lips at the arousing sight and watch his shy reaction through under your lashes, all sweetly and innocent.

dainsleif was cute— and for a moment you indulge and enjoy the view of a characteristically confident man gradually melting under your touch. how his jaw was closed off and his teeth rasped together, how he whined when you playfully ran your dainty finger over his quivering vein.

"dain." this damned nickname, it's homey and cradles a moderate warmth around his heart, "i‘ll make you feel good now."

you enter into it cautiously, as to not hurt him. starting off with unhurried but fitful strokes, placing plenteous attention on the tip especially, quelling the spilled pre cum over the velvety flesh and sleeving your entire palm with it.

as realized, this wasn‘t enough— even though he had a hard time containing himself and unmasked his longing for you, hiccuping when you allow him to bottom up into your hand, his pre alone wouldn‘t make it as pleasurable as possible for dainsleif.

so you did the only right choice in such a predicament— meaning, pawing your hand away while lifting it against your mouth, deliberately spitting into your palm two times.

you lure out a high pitched whine from his lips at the new required memory, forcing him to vocalize his pleasure. he's a panting mess, your mess, and it's more than evident when his hips purposefully push into you— clearly he must've lost his mind the second you stepped into the room, but he couldn't blame himself, you were so astonishingly sexy and beautiful— you can’t be real, you’re playing tricks on him. your contagious smile, or how all your clothes fit perfectly around your plump ass, accentuating your pretty figure.

it's been grueling working alongside you under such conditions and it makes his sizzling heart levitate around his chest that you‘re about to give him the best orgasm of his entire life.

his hands greedily drift over every inch and square of your hips and grab a fist full of your plush ass, heaving you towards him a bit more. Your hand curves around his stiff erection and moves up and down in leisure shifts, up and down, up and down, carefully gesturing your fingers over the sweltering patches he indulged and whined in the utmost.

dainsleif tosses his head to the side and slants into you, his fingers were sneakily crossing into the insides of your shirt to pull and fondle with your nipples while you‘re graciously letting him fuck your fist. He swallows back a whine when you use your other hand to touch his balls, trapping them in your palm to softly squish around them, a little more strength put behind and you massage them again, flattening down quite roughly but with enough observation to his responses— on what pleases him a little more prominent and what didn‘t.

"how does that feel?" you hum into his lips, placing a subtle kiss on each corner of his mouth to tease, "v-very good." he fervently nods and squishes his eyes shut.

"a-ah— good, good." he muses and snaps his rigid cock upward to fuck into you, using your hand as a fucktoy with his milky whites seeping down the sharp edges of your knuckles. It's entertaining, watching him crumble into pieces from your hand alone.

"more.. i need more." fuck, your hand feels so damn good and skilled it‘s bringing him to literal tears, his eyes felt heavy and he alternated between closing and opening them again, but then, they leap open wide when you directly spit on his tip to lubricate him further.

albeit, you can witness it after adding and fluctuating between your strength and the twists of your hand— the first out of his many bubbly tears beginning to trail down out of the corners of his glazed eyes, molars dwelling on his lashes.

you won't lie— but it crowds you with a closed hearing of pride that you were able to turn, the dainsleif, into a crying overstimulated mess of a man, but it makes you wonder how he‘d react with his cock being balls deep inside your puffy cunt, engulfed and dragged in and out of your spongy walls while you‘re constricting around him, milking him for all he‘s worth.

"it‘s okay." you’re smiling up all hot and breathless into his fuzzy eyes and blown out pupils, palming him securely, "just cum on me." and flatten your lips on his to muffle his honeyed cries, harvesting a silent proclamation of assurance.

with your body so close to him, dainsleif grits his teeth and moans out your name, blubbering chatter sewed together in midst the sobbing of his swellings and stings— you touched him in a way that had him whimper delicately, subtle but also hyper sensitive.

at the same time, you trawl over his angry head and feel how his thickened vein would throb and drum against your skin. It‘s absurd on how ridiculously harder he was in your hand and how the strangled moans were escaping him in between each of your enticing slides and seals— into the little tunnel of your hand— imagining it to be your battered cunt he fucks into, while he’s salivating in his mouth, threatening to spill it past his plump lips.

"fuck—im—close." he grunts, so needy, but with a broken tone, "im—close-close-fuck-i-" his stomach constricts, lurching with a closed off twist inside the deepest ends of it. and much to his deserved pleasure, with your last calculated thrusts, dainsleif cums all over your hand, tightening the muscles in his body to release his warm cum on you while still carrying on to drill his cock into your palm, letting you finish him thoroughly and milk him for good.

he exhales thickly, his erratic breathing bumped onto your lips as you peppered him with fleeting smooches around his face, drinking up all the dried up tears on his skin.

your hand was a mess, sticking together and you‘re lifting it up to parade it in front of his glowing eyes— so his cheeks would thrum in a snug enfold, even more wanting than before.

he could plunge head first into this, into the obscene bliss and joy you let him taste— moan at the bestowed vision of you lapping up his salty cum and humming after each gulp, like it’s the best flavor in the world while patiently waiting for it to twist on your tongue and mix with your saliva.

it's hard to remember your surroundings while being engaged in such situations as he almost collapsed on top of you if it weren‘t for the wooden desk supporting your weights from behind. "I'm— sorry." he coughs to hide his embarrassment.

"it’s okay dain~" there it was again, the nickname that made his knees shudder, but only when you said it. "you must be tired." while you had your fair share of fun tonight, you’d never give up on an opportunity to mess with him "yeah.." because, admittedly— dainsleif was adorable, cute and handsome at the same time. you're starting to think that maybe you should visit him more often.

regardless of such, dainsleif was continuously breathless and fucked out even after a couple minutes of resting, he pants, now whines, when you linger your wet tongue over his jawline and kiss the dewy spots. "good job." you coo with a deep self satisfied smirk and group your lips into a well pleased grin for him to see.

he couldn't handle your growing ego, but the clear confidence you showed was maddening and turned him on— he clicks his tongue and humorously shakes his head the second he thinks about the upcoming meet ups with you and how you’d mention this filthy encounter in the worst possible times.

at any rate, he lets you indulge in it momentarily, because maybe— only maybe, there will be a short split in time where he can redeem himself and please you matchless and beyond all comparison, so you could be faced with an equal amount of thrill.

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

[leeh-arts]

🌌𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝕾𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉

✨Dainsleif | Genshin Impact

[lavenderfumes]

✧ I recognise your eyes…

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- They Teach you to Dance Furina & more x gn!reader

Return to File

Recovery date: April 3rd, 2024

Description: Your partner teaches you to dance. Includes Furina, Ganyu, Dainsleif, Zhongli, Traveler Twins

Notes: N/a

Back to directory

Furina

The reason for these headcanons, one of her teapot voice lines is her offering to teach you how to dance

She definitely forgets to instruct you at first, she just starts leading you in a dance as she hums a tune

If you have some dancing experience, that probably won’t be a problem, if you’ve never danced before…

She definitely takes it slow, she’s just been dancing for so long she forgets to explain

She will step on your toes just as much as you’ll step on her’s because of this

She will twirl you to teach you how to twirl her, once you’ve got that down she won’t twirl you anymore

She will also throw herself into a dip, if you let her drop she will pout and sulk

The best fix for this is to pull her up and into another waltz with a twirl

Once you’ve learned how to dance she expects you to lead, even if she initiates

Loves big dances, both in number of attendees and flourish of the dance

Overall 8/10 teacher and 10/10 dance partner

Ganyu

She can definitely dance, Cloud Retainer taught her, she just doesn’t dance often

Teaching wise I think she’s a great instructor, at least verbally

In the beginning she gets so fixed on explaining and watching your movements that she trips up

Please reassure her that you’re following okay, she’s not used to being in charge

You’ll definitely learn faster with her then Furina because in teaching you she’s also reminding herself

She won’t teach you anything fancy, but if you go and learn a twirl or dip she will break

You will have to initiate any dances, unless someone has told her she should dance in which case she will ask you

Also preference dancing alone and not in a large group, sweep her away to a balcony during a Qixing event and you can dance all you’d like

Preferes swaying to music over an actual waltz

In the end, 8/10 instructor and 10/10 dance partner

Dainsleif

He can dance, he was the captain of a royal guard, but it has been awhile

Seriously, you’re basically learning together

You also definitely have to ask him to teach you, Furina and Ganyu might offer but Dain won’t

Once you start dancing muscle memory kicks in and it sort of ends up like Furina teaching you

He can’t really explain what to do, so he kind of just drags you with him

By the time he figures out how to explain you’re halfway to figuring it out yourself

If he’s teaching you to dance before the fall of Khaenri’ah disregard everything before this, he is the best teacher on this list

Prior to the fall he will always initiate dances, if he’s attending and event and not on duty, after the fall you’ll have to initiate and he’ll be a bit reluctant

Chances are you aren’t at a formal event, so he sees no point in dancing, so if you want to dance you have to ask

Before the fall it is a point of honor to ask you to dance

Will always lead, another silly point of honor

Before the fall, 10s across the board, after the fall, 4/10 teacher and 9/10 dance partner

Zhongli

Can dance, not very fluidly and it is definitely a rusty skill now but he can

During his prime he was a good teacher, just a little stiff

Now he’s kind of like Dain, the muscle memory is there but very rusty

He will, however, ask Madam Ping to re-teach him how to dance so that he can teach you

So, you might step on each other's feet a few times but he will actually teach you

He prefers to initiate dances, like Dain it’s a point of pride, but he’s always happy when you do too

Will lead or follow your lead

Hu Tao has, on occasion, meddled to get him to ask you to dance

Like Ganyu he doesn’t really like big sweeping dances, he prefers being able to sway together to the music

Definitely a 9/10 teacher and partner only because he’s a bit stiff

Traveler

They can dance, definitely, they’re usually eachother’s partner

They’re also definitely smooth, you cannot convince me they wouldn't start stomping wars when they stepped on eachother’s feet

Both twins will ask you to dance, and if they ask you to dance they’ll lead– unless you ask to lead

I mentioned the twins are usually each others partner, it worked the same way between them– Lumine has been smacked in the face by Aether’s braid while twirling him and they’ve both definitely dropped each other in a dip on purpose

The twins don’t mind waltzes that travel, but they aren’t big fans of partner swapping dances

Aether likes dipping his partner, and Lumine likes twirling hers, but they both like being twirled

Sharing a rating, the twins are 10/10 teachers and 10/10 partners

[renjunnipeikko]

[setsunas-genshin-edits]

Dainvia, Madame Bough Keeper

[selkies-and-cycles]

"Who is he?" Qiqi asks, her hands scrunching the fabric of the sheets as she peers over the edge of the patient's bed.

"His name is Dainsleif." Baizhu says as he wipes his hands off on his pants, sighing as he adjusts his glasses. "Other than that, I am not sure. But for now, he is our patient, and we will treat him as such, okay, dear?"

"Okay." Qiqi nods quietly, still peering at the sleeping blond man's face.

"Well, now that that's settled, I believe it is time for bed. Come, Qiqi." The doctor slowly pads across the floor, making an effort to muffle the creak of wooden floor boards as he reaches for the door handle. As he slowly twists the knob, he pauses, turning around once more. "Qiqi?" He asks.

Qiqi still stands at Dain's bedside, watching the man with curious eyes. When Baizhu reapproaches her side, she let go of the bed sheets, settling back onto her heels.

Baizhu raises a silent eyebrow at her, and Qiqi thinks on her words for a few moments. "...We are... similar." She points to the blue veins pulsing on his corrupted arm, struggling to find the words to fully explain it. "Not dead, not alive. Not human, not monster. He is like Qiqi. Like me."

Baizhu's face softens, although he only grasps an inkling of what she's saying. "Do you mean his abyssal energy?" He asks, kneeling down beside her.

Qiqi shakes her head. "...Abyss?" She thinks about it, then shakes her head again. "No. He is not bad, like the Abyss. He... glows, like stars." She turns back to look at Dain, then back to Baizhu. "...Dr. Baizhu, does he like coconut milk?"

Baizhu blinks.

Then he laughs, the sound soft and airy against the quiet of the creak of the floor and their patient's tired breathing. "I don't know, dear." He says, gently taking Qiqi's hand. "But you can ask him when he wakes up, okay? I'm sure he'd appreciate it."

"Hmm... Okay." Qiqi nods, and diligently follows Baizhu out, but not before dutifully tucking in the edges of the sheets.

[cloudfox42]

Imagine your two favorite fictional crushes. Cuddled up on either side of you. In a luxurious bed. Gently kissing and snuggling away all your worries. Making you feel safe and desired.

[danger-noodle-uwu]

𝐶𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛♥︎

𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦; 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵/𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘺'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘺𝘴/𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺/SMUT/MDNI/18+/

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴; 1!𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 2!𝖬/𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾/𝘷𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘮/𝘥𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘬𝘰/𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯/𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳/𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯/𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯/𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺/𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮-𝘱𝘪𝘦/𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘶𝘻 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘶;)/𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗑/𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀/𝗂𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾/𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄-𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄/𝖽𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺/𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇/𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀/𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀/

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒; 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒, 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗄𝗈 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗎𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗌; 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽.

🄰 🄿🄴🅁🅂🄾🄽🄰🄻🄸🅂🄴🄳 🅁🄴🅀🅄🄴🅂🅃 🄱🅈

@stygianoir

Traces. Leftover traces still stained your skin, from the last time dainsleif visited; the passion and emotion he's contained because of his journey buried deep inside your pussy. Similar fact retained with Enjou who visited more often though stayed much longer, loving every touch and kiss. And when both would leave, you would be left alone with your own head playing to its own accord; thoughts and ideas of pleasure lingering but could never reach contentment.

To be honest, nor Dainsleif neither Enjou could blame you for such perverted thoughts considering the way how each and every moment with them turns into a more vulnerable and melts back to the same; your face buried in either's chest as both compete to fill you up; rearranging your insides as your body shakes due to the intensityof the moment. And honestly, it wasn't like you didn't enjoy it as if you weren't letting yourself become drunk on pleasure, babbling nonsense or screaming their names.

However, this time was different neither of them were at home nor did they send any letters of notice that they'd be late. Nothing...seriously, even after they knew you're in heat, practically drooling for their touches, affection...their everything. Their fingers to pinch your clit, their cocks to abuse that one spot your digits can't reach, them to cage you into their arms as you can't escape and fuck you into oblivion...now that's an exaggeration and you can't be one to blame though you're in heat.

'Today wasn't that special to them, afterall it's just my heat cycle.' you assumed as the ice cream slowly melted to the heat and onto your shirt, making your scowl out of annoyance. The frozen dessert managed to stain the new shirt you had received from Enjou though it supposed to be for him, he would mind seeing you in it.

You cleaned the stain with a tissue that was on the table while you laid in bed again trying to think about anything to ignore the tingling between your legs or the way your tail twisted itself. It was indeed very hard without them; such a hot temperature, fatigue killing your back and this torturous sensation due to your heat.

No matter how many times you tried to focus on a book to entertain yourself the romance slowly molds into something more passionate and if you'd dare think about trying to get a commission done or so the glares from the sun would murder you for sure.

Yet no one was stopping you from relieving yourself of this agony, especially not the pillows that still bore the scent of a certain blond man that loved you more than a poet could recite or a writer to narrate. This scent was exactly what you longed for.

His image fresh in your mind as subconsciously your tailed curled around the pillow while you were busy dreaming about Dainsleif; a blush appeared on your face as thoughts which started as missing his kisses turned to missing a lot more.

And your body being on fire wasn't helping either, so of course; here you were on his pillow dragging your pussy on it, trying ot attain some amount of pleasure as if it will help. Your face turning red due to the lack of pleasure despite the attempts and tears starting to sting your eyes out of frustration as you tore off the shorts leaving the shirt and your panties as the only garments upon your bare body.

"It's not enough, need more...more..!!" you sighed as your administrations got faster and rougher but despite this the pillow could never compare to the men who knew every inch of your body.

"Wish you were here, Dain...Enjou...need you so much please, aahh~" shamelessly you called their name in hopes they would magically appear and tend to your needs as your hands circled your clit while your panties dripped with arousal had already stained the pillow and your tail curled.

Unbeknownst to you however were two people listening to your calls—an Abyss lector and the twilight sword; one merely amused at the attempt of you to try and pleasure yourself with a pillow and the other fixated on how your pussy was dripping arousal as it roughly dragged around the smooth fabric.

"Oh dear! couldn't you wait until master was home, pet?" Enjou gasped with such dramatic manner but loud enough to make your ears shoot up and cheeks burn with embarrassment. However, Dainsleif beside him was admiring the scene before him as you grew even redder at realization that they've been there for quite sometime; witnessing at your every attempt to reach that peak where your mind swirls into nothingness.

"Now now don't be shy~ we've done this before, haven't we Dainsleif?" Though the Abyss lector mad full effort to annoy the other as his hands curled around the mounds on your chest, groping them deliciously but it didn't faze the blond much; he couldn't be distracted as his gaze on you intensified and his eyes grew somewhat dark.

"Dain--mmpfh!!" You barely could choke out before he crashed his lips onto yours his hands roaming free, caressing every curve. His lips made you dizzy for lack of oxygen or the excitement of what comes next, you couldn't tell but what you could tell was how Enjou was toying with your breasts, pinching and squeezing.

"I apologize that I wasn't here for you before but assure you I am now...and to make up for it..." you could swear you had never heard mischief in Dain's voice before and neither had Enjou yet he caught the hint much before you did. His abysmal form re-emerged from this humanoid form he was in while your body burned much harshly begging for their touches in the right places making you moan while being caged by both of them.

"Sweet little kitty, can you handle a little apology from the Abyss or do you shiver at the thought..hmm?" His playful tone makes you shiver but not as much as what pokes your ass meanwhile jealousy seeps into the other as his hand latches itself onto your clit, digits circling your clit at a rough pace through your drenched underwear.

"Enj—mpfhmmm~ please dain~" you pleaded Dainsleif to continue and tease you as they were previously doing and begged for more. Yet Enjou didn't feel satisfied without drawing out a reaction from you and felt himself tearing that cloth that prevented from his thick digits to penetrate into your leaking hole; three golden fingers dragging and thrusting themselves against that one sensitive spot as you arched your back against his chest, screaming their name like a prayer while legs shook violently.

"'jou please~ more, ahhh~" you could only manage a few words as the intensity of the pleasure increased and the knott in your stomach felt tighter. Dain's hands became more rough as his lips sucked upon the soft flesh of your collarbone and Enjou's pace was faster as his other hand harshly gripped your hips.

"Isn't it amazing, my dear to have such a caring partner who tends to your needs when you're busy like a bitch in heat, hmm.?" Despite his degradation your pussy still clamped on his digits, focused on the pleasure that was raking through your whole body. Dainsleif on the other hand, removed himself off of you and was busier with something else rather than toying with you or hearing your melodious screams.

"'Am gonna cum!!please~enjou-enjou!!♡" oh how much he adored that red blush on your face as you cum all over his fingers, the way your tongue is captured between those pretty teeth or how the that tail is wrapped around his waist and how despite your arched back, small you are compared to him. A truly tiny yet adorable creature that babbles nonsense on his fingers.

"Cumming already..? You've barely been fucked...but you're cock-drunk already?" Dainslief tilted your chin upwards forcing you to return his gaze as you realize that he's stripped himself of clothing already and Enjou isn't bothered at all. Instead he's continuing to pump his fingers in and out of your squelching pussy but his other hand is busy trying to rip off his own clothing.

Nervousness takes over you as you come to the realization that they won't be taking turns today instead your brains will be fucked out by both of them at the same time. However, that doesn't stop you from spreading your thighs letting them see what they do to you; making their pants feel far confining than they did before as smile takes over your face. You know the consequences but it's not like you can control how incredibly aroused you are due to them.

"Fuck! You know what you are doing, you bitch!!" Enjou cussed as his hands fumbled before forcefully ripping his pants off before hissing again at that stunt you pulled. "There's no requirement to blame your lack of patience on kitty; but what you did was very wrong kitten and you're going to be punished for that." The blond only needed to smirk at you to know his intent.

The men that surrounded you were now like hungry animals only satisfied after they've finished their meal or in this case; overstimulate you until you're reduced to a crying mess. Crumbling into their hands like putty as you beg them to go harder and harder until you're completely tainted and ruined.

"Mmmhhh~~please do it, punish me��~~" you teased as your hand grabbed Enjou's cock, the tip already leaking pre-cum and pumped him a couple times using lube as the other was busy stretching out your ass with same preping you for the 'punishment'.

"Please~ keeping going, hah~~" you barely breathed out as Dainsleif inserted a third digit in and still continued while Enjou caged your lips into a kiss then later letting his tongue (longer compared to a human considering he's a lector) dance with yours as drool trickles down your chin and blissed out expression is the only response he receives. But this bliss shortened as Dainsleif stopped his motions and turned you towards himself.

"Ready for your punishment, my dear?" the blond cooed mischievously into your ear before his thick veiny cock entered your pussy without waiting for a reply and wasted no time in thrusting into you, hitting your cervix as of his life depended on breeding you; his hands having a bruising grip on your hips, offering your already salivating pussy no time to adjust to his girth. Such euphoria, you were in that you were screaming his name like a song that could probably be heard from celestia to even make the gods envious of him.

On the other hand, Enjou didn't either spare a moment before inserting his cock that was now much thicker and longer compared to his human self and much bigger than you were used to, into your ass without a warning as you squeezed much hard around his length making him hiss and his vision Spun as if he were about to cum by simply how cutely your asshole squeezed him. Only did he have mercy and slowly pumped himself into you; sparing you yet still made you scream his name with every thrust.

Though his patience was much short lived as rough thrust started to pound your ass; his heavy balls full of his seed smacking against your ass and Dainsleif harshly abusing your cervix from the front. They were both making love to you, making you scream their names and breeding you at the same time.

"Aaahh~♡!! Harder harder~!♡!" You choked between screams of their name as their pace became faster, more meaner and Enjou's hand squeezed your breast with one hand and the other held your waist. Whilst the other sucked onto the skin over your breasts and collarbone leaving a marking on every inch of your body that belonged to him.

"You are our cock-drunk whore, aren't you?" Enjou asked tugging at your tail making you whimper due to the sensitivity. Meanwhile Dainsleif only chuckled while continuing to pound into your quivering pussy.

"Mmhphmmm~~♡!!" You couldn't focus on anything when they both pound into you and having your walls stretched out so nicely sent you off the peak making you crash down so hard as your cum gushed out dripping down but they don't stop or give you a break.

Their dicks continue to attack your sweet spots, uncaring of the tears that stream down your face or tongue lolling out due to overstimulation but solely chasing their own high through making a mess out of you.

"Fuck—'Am gonna cum! fill you up nicely,heh!!" The Abyss lector moaned out as his thrusts grew sloppy and deeper but for Dainsleif his pounding remained the same; mind still clouded with the idea of your swollen belly full of his seed.

"E-enjou~ Dain~♡!" Half lidded Teary-eyes stared at them as you leaned to kiss them both, one then the other; fatigue taking over your body as another orgasm feels like it's being tugged out of you; making your body shake and you cry into enjou's shoulder due to the sensitivity.

"F-fuck, so 'close, so close!!" Dainsleif muttered as his pounding slowed a little and his teeth harshly marked the skin on your collarbone; littering love bites here and there.

" 'Am cumming!!♡! F-fuck~!♡!" A scream was ripped from your throat as you squirted all over yourself and Dainsleif who seemed to mich delighted at your reactions.

"Aahhh~~!! S-shit kitty" Enjou couldn't hold back any further as he came inside your ass; thick cum leaking out of your ass as he removes his lengths from inside you. He notices that and frowns before shoving it all back, making sure you're nicely stuffed meanwhile dainsleif dutifully inflates you with his cum; his seed buried deep into your pussy and your belly looks swollen up. Though he does wonder, how would you look if he actually impregnated you; a belly swelled with his child and oh how would you glow—but not for now.

"Kitty! Hah~!!" He hissed before pulling out. Afterwards, he kisses you; this time much gently on the lips as Enjou lays on your left hugging your bare body whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you slowly calm down from the high and Dainsleif settles on the right side with your head resting upon his chest.

At last, you return to a much required rest and return to dreamland.

Bonus;

"We're so going to continue this in the evening..!" Enjou whisper-yells at Dainsleif excitedly like a child, loud enough for him to hear but not enough for you to be woken up.

"Seriously..?" "Yea!" "Alright sure, why not?" Dainsleif rolls his eyes before fist-bumping the Abyss lector and pulling a blanket over three of you.

.

.

.

"But I'll be on the front this time!" "Yea sure..."

𝖠/𝗇; 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇? 𝖸𝖾𝗉, 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽? 𝖬𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖠𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍.

ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕪!!

[fallingdownhell]

hiii, can i be called 🧸 anon?

i'm new to your page and really liked some of your works! especially the "when your sister is the favoured child" one! i hope it's not too much to ask, i don't think I saw a rule against it in your rq rules, but could you make a part to for it with kaeya, dainsleif, and baizhu, if it's not too much of a bother?

i completely understand if you can't and i would say more about it but this request is already getting way to long, heh.

have a good day/night/evening !

Definitely! Gonna do my best with it as always!

Characters Included: Kaeya; Dainsleif; Baizhu

Content: gender neutral reader; reader has a sister; jealousy themes; slight cursing; estranged relationship with family; metions of cheating; mentions of assault

Word count: 4k words

Thanks for your request, 🧸- anon! Hope you enjoy<3

Kaeya

Having a relationship was never really a top priority for Kaeya or on his "To-do-list" at all.

It was more or less coincedence that he stumbled upon you, continued to have conversations that evolved into dates, which, in the end, led to the two of you to start dating.

He expected it, but it was a welcome turn of events for him. Kaeya never knew how much he actually enjoyed the domestic side of a relationship. He loved coming home to you after his work was done, he adored how you spoiled him with your cooking if you were home earlier than him.

Everything about your relationship just seemed so natural and right to him, like something he would never want to miss out on again. And he was sure that he would never get something as special as this with any other person.

You were the only one for him. At least, in his eyes. But even having said all that, it‘s still hard for him to open up about his past and what he has experienced in the past. It‘s not that he doesn‘t trust you or that he doesn‘t want to open up… he just feels like it‘s never the right time or he just doesn‘t know how to talk about it, since the one time he did do it didn‘t end too well for him.

You have a general idea though, as he told you very basic stuff that he feels comfortable with. But even then, you never pressure him to open up to you, and he can‘t even begin to tell you how much he appreciates you for that. It‘s hard for him, so he needs some time to figure himself out before he can openly talk to you about everything.

Likewise, he would never pressure you to talk or open up about a topic that you don‘t feel comfortable sharing with him yet. After all, that would be quite hypocritical of him if he were to do that..

Like you, he has a general idea though, about the stuff that weighs on you. You told him little pieces about your past, mostly that your childhood wasn‘t the best which was the reason why you weren‘t having much contact with your family, especially your older sister. And he‘s fine with that. Kaeya is sure that you had your reasons for that decision, after all, he can imagine that it wasn‘t one lightly made.

Which is why it surprises him all the more when one evening, you ask him if he wanted to meet your family.

Apparently, your mom caught wind about you dating the cavalry captain of the Knights of Favonius and now, she wanted to officially meet him, have him meet your family to introduce everyone.

Kaeya is honestly pretty indifferent about this. „As long as you want to. I don‘t mind whatever you want to do. It‘s your family after all.“

After thinking about it for a few days, you decide that you want to give them a chance, giving them the opportunity to meet your boyfriend and maybe, if all goes well, let them more into your life again.

So, after some back and forth, it was decided to meet over lunch at your parent‘s home. As the meeting came closer each passing day, you grew more and more nervous, while Kaeya remained calm as always. He really didn‘t have too many doubts, knowing that you loved each other, and that was all that mattered. No matter what opinion your parents might have of him, it won‘t change that fact, so what could they possibly do?

And now, the day was finally here, and you were nervous. Your mind was filled with doubt, thinking that maybe you made the wrong decision. Kaeya tried his best to reassure you, even telling you that neither of you had to go if you didn‘t feel comfortable, but you still wanted to see it through. „If things get too out of hand, we‘ll just leave, okay?“, you said to him, offering a way out to which he obviously agreed.

Actually meeting your parents wasn‘t all that bad to be honest. The first hour or so was going by really good, you were all having a good time and Kaeya seemed to be getting along well with your mother and father.

That was, until the front door opened again and in came your older sister. Kaeya immediately noticed how the energy in the room shifted, but decided not to comment on it.

He planned on standing up up going over to introduce himself to her, but immediately thought differently as soon as she opened her mouth. Upon seeing you, she instantly started to boss you around, giving you tasks to do even though you and him were the guests here. It almost seemed like she was treating you like her personal slave.

„What are you waiting for, get to it already, you slowpoke!“, she started to insult as you didn‘t move to do as she said, which seemed to irritate her.

„Darling, please? Can‘t you help your sister out a bit since you‘re already here?“, your mom then chimed in. Kaeya was speechless as he witnessed this. He was about to say something, but then he felt your hand on top of his and as he looked at you, you softly shook your head at him.

Then you got up and did what your sister demanded asked of you, which irritated your boyfriend even more. But per your request, he kept his mouth shut, but did keep a close eye on you.

He watched as for the like next ten minutes, your sister continued to berate you, insulted you even, while your parents didn‘t seem to care about that at all. In fact, they cheered her on from time to time, especially when they were comparing the both of you and how much better your sister was apparently doing, unlike you.

„Honestly, I don‘t know why this guy is even dating you. Look at you, you have nothing to offer to him! I bet he‘s just with you out of pity. Maybe he lost a bet and has to do this now, but he can‘t be dating you of his own free will. That‘s ridiculous!“, you sister laughed as she berated you again, your parents laughing right along with her.

And Kaeya has heard enough at this point. He clearly saw how hard you were gripping onto the nearest surface, knowing you had to be holding back tears at this point. All eyes were turning to him as he suddenly stood up from the table, looking over each of them slowly.

„I won‘t stand for this disrespect of my partner any longer. Up until know, I was wondering why (Name) didn‘t have much contact with their family, but I‘m starting to understand now. This is your own child you are treating so horribly. I honestly can‘t believe you‘re able to treat them that way.“

He walked over to you and gently took your hand as he led you towards the front door.

„We‘ll be taking our leave now. Thank you for the invitation, but I can promise you, you‘ll never hear from either of us ever again.“

And with that, he walked out the door with you, no protest to be heard from any of them. The walk back to your shared home was quiet as you were trying to hold back, to not break down in public still while Kaeya focused to get you both back as quickly as possible.

As soon as you were in the comfort of your own home, your dam broke down, tears started to flow uncontrollably. Kaeya held you through it all, gently stroking your hair and back, whispering sweet words into your ear.

One time, when you were calm enough to form some sentences, you just looked at him with a blank expression as you said „Thank you.“

He just smiled at you and kissed your forehead, continuing to hold you. You might not have the best relationship with your blood related family, but he would make damn sure that you would never miss anything from this point forward…

Dainsleif

Managing a relationship with Dainsleif is definitely easier said than done. Most of the time, he is gone, travelling all over Teyvat without telling you what he was actually looking for.

It‘s not easy but the two of you somehow manage to pull it off. Neither of you is exactly aware how this works, but you‘re both glad that it does. Maybe, you sometimes like to think, maybe there is no big reason or solution to anything at all. Maybe, just loving each other was enough for it to somehow work out.

Because, dating Dainsleif and just being with him feels… just right to you. Like it was always meant to be that way. Like to pieces of a puzzle that only work with each other, no second thoughts about it.

Ironically, he felt the exact same way about this relationship. For far too long had he wandered the lands of Teyvat all by himself. Though he longed for companionship, he never, not in his wildest dreams, had thought it possible to find a lover for himself. But after meeting you, it felt like there was finally meaning to his life again.

He wouldn‘t go so far as to claim that he „only waited for you his entire life“, those were lies told in fairytales to little kids. But loving you just came natural to him and just felt right. And he could only hope that, starting with you, his life would finally take a turn for the better again.

Dainsleif has actually come clear to you about everything about him pretty early on in the relationship. He didn‘t dump everything on you right at the beginning, but he also didn‘t want to wait too long with it, fearing that your feelings for him would take a turn for the bad were he to withhold this from you. You were bound to find out sooner or later, and he wanted to be the one to tell you everything, on his own terms.

Surprisingly to him, you took it quite well. He was not expecting that, but was pleasantly surprised with that outcome. Another thing that he didn‘t expect was for you to open up to him as well. Up until this one evening, you‘ve never really talked about your past or your childhood, but now you were. And what he heard made his heart break for you.

You told him about how, growing up, your baby sister was always favoured by your parents.

It would start out small. When your parents denied you a toy you wanted only to spend that money on your sister instead. How every time time your sister broke something, it got blamed on you and you had to take the punishment for it. How you were burdened with all the household chores while your sister was lazying around the entire day, doing nothing.

It would grow into your parents and other family forgetting about your birthday. They never bothered to congratulate you, much less buy you a gift on your special day. Meanwhile, your sister got showered in presents every year, large parties with all her friends were thrown in her name.

All of that led to your own sister starting to bully you. Your parents never believed you when you told them about it. After all, their dear angel could never do something like that. She was too innocent for something so lowly like that.

Which only enabled her to do even worse things to you. Even after she switched to physically attacking you, your parents still defended her, so the bullying never stopped. It got worse and worse the older you both got, yet your parents always took her side even if they were directly witnessing the abuse. But what else could they do? They praised your sister into the sky to every person they met, she was the pride of your parents, so they simply turned a blind eye to her missbehaviour.

The final straw was when you caught her in bed with your then boyfriend. She seduced him, getting him to cheat on you since she couldn‘t stand the thought of you having a relationship when she didn‘t have one. You were heartbroken when you found out, crying and telling your parents about it, hoping they would finally come to realize how much of a monster your sister truly was.

Yet, they took her side again, defending her actions. Telling you that the boy was a much better fit for her than he would ever be for you, completely disregarding your own feelings.

That was the point where you decided you wanted nothing to do with any of them anymore. As soon as you were able to do so, you left your home and never looked back. You cut all contact with them, moved to a different nation altogheter to minimize the risk of running into them.

Dainsleif sat there and listened to your story, just as you had done for him moments prior. He could tell that you had a hard time talking about it, so he did his best to make you feel safe with him, gently holding your hand, reassuring you that he was here with you. It did comfort you greatly and appreciate his silent support.

Then, sometime later, he had returned from one of his travels again. He noticed immediately that something was wrong with you, yet you refused to talk to him about it. It took him some time and gently reassurance, but he eventually got it out of you.

Apparently, while he was gone, you had recieved a letter from your parents. You had no idea how they had found you, but you were scared. You cut contact with them for a reason, you didn‘t want anything to do with them. The whole reason of you moving to a different nation was so that they would never be able to find you again. But they somehow did find you…and it scared you to no end.

Dainsleif wasn‘t sure how to best go about this situation. When asked, you told him that you didn‘t want to leave behind this life you build for yourself, yet you also never intended to ever meet with your family again.

For now, the letter was simply to be ignored, hoping that no further ones were to arrive ever again. But if they did, he promised you to pay a visit to your family… a nice little „talk“ never hurt anyone, right?

But for now, your comfort was his first priority. So, he went out and got you your favourite food. While eating, he made sure to say glued to your side, always making physical contact with you in some way, shape or form to remind you that he was here with you and that you didn‘t have to deal with that all on your own. Wether that be holding your hand, placing an arm around your waist, brushing your cheek, stroking your back, you name it. He is willing to do everything in his power to make you feel better.

Afterwards, he picks you up and carries you into the bedroom, where he cuddles you the entire night. Wether you fall asleep in his arms or stay awake the night with him, he keeps whispering sweet words into your ear, telling you how much he loves you, that you are the only one for him, that he‘ll never leave you, no matter what. Everything that comes to his mind, he just says it, hoping that it brings you comfort while being held close to his chest.

Dainleif is absolutely whipped for you. Your comfort and well-being is and will always be his number one priority. Everything he has to do, he will do without a second of hesitation. No matter what you ask of him, he will fulfill your every wish just to make you happy…

Baizhu

Baizhu is a very caring person in a relationship. Even though he has to be away from time to time due to unpredictable work hours, he always tries to make up for it to you right away.

He tries to spoil you the best he can, every single chance he gets. He cares for you, always asks about your day, tries to spend as much time with you as possible, just overall very attached to you.

And it‘s the same for you, honestly. You love to look after and care for him, especially when he puts himself on the line for his patients again. You, along with Chansheng, always tell him to be more careful and look out for himself. You‘ve often scolded him, yet he always does it again. You get him, but still, you wished he would look out for his own health a bit more.

For Baizhu, loving you came easy to him. It wasn‘t some big thing that felt like a responsibility, like a chore he had to complete. It was just natural to care and look after you, like you had always been there by his side, always with him throughout his entire life. He already noticed this as he was only getting to know you, but didn‘t talk about it to you since he thought it to be weird this early on.

Yet for you, it was much the same. Like you had known him your entire life but only know did you realize that you were missing each other.

Though it wasn‘t always easy. As Baizhu soon learned, you had some issues from past events, mostly related to your childhood, but some also happening more recently.

Even though it felt so natural between the two of you, it still took some time for you to completely trust and open up to him about certain things from your past. Now that you looked back at it, you felt silly for worrying about his reaction, but back then, it was a valid fear of yours. After all, many people would leave someone over less, not many are willing to deal with a partner who‘s gone through than much shit in life already.

And yet, he never judged you for it, always offered you his support and reassurance. When you first opened up about your assault, it was very difficult for you. Despite your family, he was the only other person you have ever told about this. It was hard talking about it, but his gentle smile and the carresses of his hand on your back gave you the comfort you needed to continue talking.

When asked about your family, you told him that you pretty much had no contact with them anymore, except for an occaissonal letter every other month or so. But you were fine with that. And as long as you were okay with that, that‘s all he could ask for. He might not know the details of what happened between you and your family, but he also didn‘t want to pressure you into telling him.

However, when one day a letter arrived from your parents with the request to see you again and meet your boyfriend, you were perplexed. You had no idea how they were aware of your relationship situation, but you also didn‘t want to think too much about it. After all, Baizhu was pretty well known within Liyue, it was possible that people talked about the two of you and your parents just so happened to catch wind of this.

You thought about their request for quite some time and in the end, with confirmation from your boyfriend, agreed to meet with them over dinner in one of Liyue Harbors many restaurants.

You were quite nervous to see your parents and your sister again after such a long time, but the same could also be said about Baizhu, who would be meeting your parents for the first time. Even though the relationship with your mother and father might not be the best, he still wanted to give them a good impression of him, reassuring them that you were in good hands and that he was taking care of you.

When you two arrived at the restaurant, your parents and sister were already there, seated at the table and waiting for your arrival. Once they spotted you, your mother waved you over. She then stood up and pulled you into a hug which you awkwardly returned after your initial shock. Your father simply gave you a nod while your sister smiled at you. You smiled back, taking a seat next to Baizhu after you introduced him to your family.

The first few minutes went by uneventful, everyone settled into comfortable conversation, questions were asked and answers were given, until the waiter came and took everyones order for the evening. Once he was gone, everything went downhill from there.

„So, Baizhu.. I hear you run the pharmacy here in the Harbor.“

„Indeed I do.“

„That‘s very impressive. And at your age as well! You certainly already achieved more than (Name) ever could!“

That comment didn‘t sit right with Baizhu at all. And he saw by the way you shrinked a bit into your seat that you were feeling uncomfortable as well.

„…Excuse me?“, he asked, a smile on his lips, but his voice was dripping with venom.

„(Name) always was very stubborn. They were supposed to take over the family business. Always refused, saying it wasn‘t what they wanted from life. As if they have any idea about what they want from life in the first place. Marrying them off was almost impossible. And after their little escapade, their… unfaithful incident, no one wanted to be married to them anymore.“

Every word your father spoke you shrunk more into yourself, feeling more and more uncomfortable as Baizhu‘s resentment for this man grew more and more. How dare he talk about his significant other in that disrespectful way. You were his own child, god damn it!

„Honestly, that child never did anything right. You could have really taken an example from your sister, (Name). Younger than you but she always does as she‘s told. You were always the difficult one. You should have-!“

„With all due respect Sir, but please shut up!“, Baizhu then interrupted, still smiling, but his tone was far from friendly. Everyone looked at him in shock at his words, including you.

„..What did you just say to me?“, your father asked, getting mad at being interrupted in such a rude way.

„I said to shut up. I don‘t think I speak that unintelligibel, do I? But I‘ve listened to enough. I won‘t stand for how you talk about my partner, your child, any longer. I see now why they chose not to have contact with you anymore. Such an environment can‘t be good for anyone and I‘m glad they made it out of there.“

Standing up from the table, Baizhu looked at you as he extended his arm for you, waiting for you to take it. You glanced over at your parents one more time before taking his hand and standing up as well. Your family only looked after you, too stunned by the situation to actually say anything to that. But it‘s not like either of you would have waited for a response from them.

As soon as you were out the restaurant, you sucked in a deep breath of fresh air. Glad that you were able to escape the situation, but it also left you hurt from the words your father spoke about you, and the way your mother so eagerly nodded along to everything your father said. It hurt to see that after all this time, nothing had really changed.

„Are you alright?“

„Yeah… Yes, I am. Thank you“, you mumbled softly, looking down at your feet.

„What for, exactly?“, Baizhu asked, genuinely confused on why you were thanking him.

„For standing up for me. No one‘s ever done that for me before.“

Hearing that, his heart both swelled and broke at the same time. He smiled as he gently placed a hand on your cheek, carressing it with his thumb. „For you, gladly. And I would do it all over again the next time, as well. You are the most important thing to me, never forget or doubt that, even for a second.“

[lyxzeun]

"IF YOU'D HAVE STUCK AROUND."

— a dainsleif x reader short fic.

contents . . . reader dies. like, a lot of times. five times at best, no implied timeline (can be read as modern or normal teyvat), angst, doomsday by lizzy mcalpine reference.

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·

To be with Dainsleif was mundane. It wasn't pompous or eventful, but it was alright.

It was okay because you never really minded being stuck in a routine— a loop, if you will, because you were stuck in it with the man you loved the most in all of Teyvat.

Being with him for ten years– nearing eleven, felt like forever.

You've known him for that time being, and it's always been feeling so much longer than just a decade.

But in Dainsleif's head, the length of your time together was more than just ten years. You two were running strong together in 150 years.

It always had a year gap of 20 years, and he meets you when you're twenty. You fall in love, and ten years pass, you're now thirty.

Thirty years of your life, and you'd always die in the same way.

Of an expedition, you'd go and head to a Regisvine.

Dainsleif follows, retrieves your body, lays it on a bed of grass, his gloved hand caressing your cold skin, the other tangling in your hair, before he pulls away, closing your eyes and pressing a fleeting kiss to your forehead before burying you into the ground.

As the grass grows, he waits and he waits, placing a flower in the exact same spot where he placed you.

He can't even bother to shed tears or to stop the Regisvine. He's tried once, during the third time you've died.

But it all ended up the same.

Dainsleif doesn't think to stop you from your expedition, because you'd still continue— no matter how many warnings he would give you.

So he stops and lets that mundane loop go around and around.

Because he knows that it's for the better.

After all, he'll meet you again. In twenty years, whether if he'd meet you at the lake, in the streets, sitting on the curb, crying after a day of work, at a hotel, where he stumbles upon your drunken figure, sitting on the floor beside the stairs, leaning on the wall after you break up with an ex.

Till this day, he keeps the ring he was going to propose to you to the first loop of this mundane routine.

That was the funny thing, wasn't it? He would've married you—

If you'd have stuck around.

[yumenosakiacademy]

"No matter where you are, I've come with you this far. I'm never really lost. Our paths will surely cross."