#genshin love triangle

[yandere-daydreams]

arlecchino x reader x furina dynamic except the reader is head over heels in love with a furina who is too busy girlfailing to notice. arlecchino tries to woo you with elaborate gifts and five star dinners and long-winded speeches about how she would fight armies and gods to feel your hand in hers, and you leave half-way through to help furina bc she wore those fucking stilettoes (that she knows she can't walk in) to the opera house again and is currently crying on the floor after falling down the approximate fuckton of stairs leading up to her private balcony. arlecchino has other reasons to hate furina but honestly it would not be a lie to say this was near the top of her list.

[lotus-dancer-nilou]

...

He just kissed me for the first time.

[peachpassionfruit]

if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 an XO, kitty inspired genshin smau!!

synopsis … y/n supposedly is a master at love. having met her long-distance boyfriend while on a university visit, she excitedly transferred out her hometown of mondstadt to attend school alongside him at teyvat university. it’s a surprise, and she’s quite excited to spring it on him at the introductory celebration, yet she finds him with another woman. she’s oblivious to the fact that it’s a fake relationship for both of their benefits, and instead, she is utterly heartbroken, stuck in a foreign land, with an ex that supposedly cheated on her… only staying for friends and the chance to get closer to her dead parent. will things be repaired, or will she find some other love here?

afab reader … scaramouche x reader x childe love triangle!

🎶 now playing — if it wasn’t for the nights, abba

🏹 cast of characters … pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3

💘 chapters

season one | XO

00. somehow i’d be doing alright

01. welcome home cheater

02. wake up, it’s time for school

03. there’s worse things i can take

04. five minutes [💌]

05. meet me at midnight

06. just how you like it

07. leave the scent of your cologne

08. drunk dreams and hangovers

09. my kink is karma

🏹 status: permanently discontinued

🏹 notes … and here is the masterpost!! can’t wait to get to updating it!! please keep in mind i’m a current student who participates in A LOT of extracurriculars, and though it’s summer, i’m still quite busy with a lot of events and with traveling. that being said, i will try my best to update timely :))

🏹 taglist … still open!! msg/comment to be added!! i’ll begin tagging when the first ch is published :)

<3 M

[wanzerous]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍.

you were out of this world. literally. you crashed in mondstat with no recollection of yourself. your name? you didn't know it. your birthday? nothing. all you had were the clothes on your back. completely defenseless, you were approached by the knights of favonius who brought you in for interrogation. and before you knew it, you were questioned by a guy with a careful demeanor and another with a love for 'subjects'. kaeya x fem!reader x albedo.

.☆。• *₊° 001 - 𝑆𝑈𝐷𝐷𝐸𝑁 𝑂𝑅𝐵 𝐼𝑁 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐾𝑌

❝   𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑨𝑼𝑹𝑨 𝑶�� 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑺.  ❞ 𝑨𝑳𝑩𝑬𝑫𝑶, 𝑮𝑬𝑶 𝑽𝑰𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 .

 darkness. nothingness. everything was the same. there was nothing to hold, nor see. nothing to smell, nor taste ... but the feeling. it was cold. it was something that you could grasp so easily. cold. and that was all. what was this place? was this heaven? hell? were you ... even alive? these questions grew apparent. were you even alive?

" oh come now, you must be eager to dance! come with! " a man called out, as music blared in the town of mondstadt. the night was young, and so were the drinks that were shared. the smell of fresh sticky honey roast and the beautiful live music from local bards made the entire town light up. everyone danced, sang, and clapped. couples held onto one another, and children danced as best as they could to the lively beat. a few swirled a drink in hand, faces flushing red from the intake. " my, my, it sure is lively this evening. " kaeya hummed, hands resting on his hips. " it is lovely. " jean nodded, her arms crossed as she watched the others enjoy themself. "and you aren't going to feast on the night? it will not remain this way forever you know .. " kaeya questioned the grandmaster with a sly smile. he already knew of her answer. 

" i shan't. " jean shook her head, her golden ponytail swaying ever so nicely, " i fear that something may happen and i will not be able to do my job properly. therefore, i'll have to sit out for this. " jean concluded her thoughts, her smile growing a bit wider. 

" now don't be so harsh on yourself sweetie ... " lisa emerged from the side, a glass of wine in hand and a sway of her hip,  " the evening is lovely. though, i'd much rather be resting myself. " lisa grinned, and stood beside jean, " but you , " she gently bumped jean in her hip, " you should relax for the night. everything is fine, and it will be fine. don't let me entertain myself now. " jean sighed softly. " that's an excellent idea lisa. would you mind babysitting her, for a bit? show her an excellent time out there. " kaeya butted in.

" what!? babysit ? i'll have you know - " jean began to counter them, but lisa easily interlocked their arms together, " i'll be sure to take good care of our acting grandmaster... " and like that, she was swept away into the crowd of dancing people. after all, she did need this moment. kaeya stood there, dwelling for a moment longer before he headed back into headquarters. once entered the building, the music muffled. the singing, clapping, and chanting hushed. it made him frown only for a bit before it vanished just as quickly. he proceeded to his office.

though on his way there, he could hear a few 'clinks', and soft humming not too far from his office. the source was from albedo's office. the door was cracked, a subtle light coming from the room as well, " and then razor found dodoco for me! hehe, isn't he amazing!? " klee spoke happily, sitting in the nearest chair as she swung her legs back and forth. " indeed he is. i'll send him my thanks for that. " albedo replied, tinkering with a few chemicals and writing it in his book. " well aren't you working hard ... " kaeya hummed, knuckles brushing against the wooden door as he leaned on the doorframe, " you two are remaining indoors for the evening? " 

" master jean put me on time out earlier. she found out about my fish-blasting again ... " klee pouted, her leg kicks growing bigger. " oya? " kaeya hummed, gesturing behind him, " what a shame. it's lovely out. have you learned your lesson, then? " he asked her and she quickly nodded, " i did! i promise i won't blast any more fish! even though ... it was a lot of fun... " klee blushed in a bit of embarrassment and kaeya chuckled, " excellent. now, go on. i'll have your back. enjoy yourself out there. " 

klee gasped and quickly jumped onto her feet, " thank you sir kaeya! bye mister albedo! i'll see you later, 'kay!? " she waved grandly, and albedo looked over with a faint smile, " of course. have a good time, klee. " and he returned back to his work. klee rushed out of the room, and ran down the hall of the building to enjoy the world outside. " and you, mister albedo? " kaeya added on, with a tilt of his head. 

" i'm not interested in social outings. i'd prefer being here working on my research," he didn't bother looking up, " hearing the events from outside is enough to make me feel included. " albedo replied. 

" that's right. you aren't all that social, " kaeya nodded, " well, try not to push yourself too much this evening. if you're up for it, we could grab a drink a bit later if you're free. " 

albedo remained silent. " i'll be leaving now! " kaeya smiled, and albedo nodded. " have a good evening~ " and kaeya shut the door, returning to his office. it was silent there. and he had a wonderful view of the town. it was nice, and yet, he wasn't out there.

· •.              •.   ✶                 * .  •

the stars glistened and gleamed in the clear sky. the moon complimented them, and the breeze was as relaxing as ever. the stars twinkled, and a few falling stars shot through the sky. however, there was one that seemed brighter than the rest. it burned like fire, and unlike the other stars, this "star" seemed to grow closer. and closer. until it crashed in front of the large tree in windrise and the anemo statue. 

" sir kaeya! " a knight called from outside of the cryo user's door. " enter. " kaeya spoke calmly as the door swiftly opened, " there's been a reported issue! " well that piqued his interest. " it's important, sir. something ... no, someone , fell from the heavens. " the knight seemed a bit uneasy, and yet kaeya stood onto his feet without further question, " take me to the scene. " 

said scene was located in windrise. the grass that was once there was burned away, and particles of rock lay scattered. ash emerged from the scene; incredibly thick. there laid a human - body covered poorly by white fabric. there were minor cuts, and bruises, but nothing that couldn't be fixed. they grew completely conscious of their surroundings. greenery. leaves. the howling wind. the smell of oak and lemongrass. people ... knights ... evil? you held onto the worn-down cloth tightly as you watched these people surround you. 

" halt! do not move from your spot, please! " a man ordered, not that you could understand in the moment. these people had weapons ... and you felt a bit threatened. scurrying backward, your body covered in ash, and smoke getting in your lugs. you coughed, completely desperate for air. 

" ah, sir kaeya! " a knight called out as kaeya made his presence known. with his sword attached to his hip tightly, he advanced through the line of knights. he held a serious expression until he made it to the front, and your eyes met his lone one. and his expression softened. why? you were terrified. 

you weren't a threat.

despite your choking, you kept your eyes on the man, until your vision began to blur. tears formed in your eyes and your attention was then shifted on yourself. your coughing had you at risk of vomiting. 

" water, " kaeya snapped his fingers, " get her some water. " there was a quick 'yes sir ' before they scurried around to find a water source. luckily, someone kept a water pouch on their person. " here you are, sir. " the pouch was placed in kaeya's hand and he uncapped it before approaching you carefully. kneeling down, he offered the pouch for you to take. 

" here. it's water. take it. " you were hesitant at first, but then you eventually gave in. accepting the water, you quickly began to drink. " relax now. wouldn't want you to choke. " his voice was gentle. oddly. it was nice to listen to. you downed the entire pouch, and he merely took it back and stood on his feet. " are you able to stand? " he peered over you, and you looked up at him. you nodded and rose to your feet.

even so, he offered a hand to you, and you looked at him skeptically. accepting the offer, you took it. after all, you had no reason to resent him. he did nothing but help you. " sir kaeya, " a knight called, and the 'pirate' looked over, " here's a blanket. " he offered said object, just something to cover your nearly naked body. " ah , thank you. " he nodded, and carefully draped the blanket over your shoulders. tan fingers trailed over the hem of the fabric and gave an affirmative tug, " all set. let's get going. "

you didn't know where he was taking you, but you knew it would be foolish to go against this man. there were so many guards with him, so you figured that this was the only option. your feet planted in the grass, as you looked around at the tall buildings. as you grew closer to them, the music grew louder. it was relaxing, and you felt moved by the rhythm. you entered the city, and you weren't looked at too much. everyone was enjoying themself. you looked around, eyes sparkling under the lamps of the night. that is until you found yourself met at the stairs that led up to hq. 

you were led up by a few knights and ... the pirate. you couldn't catch his name, but you shivered once you entered. " kaeya! " jean called out, and you turned to look at the woman. she seemed a bit worried, and yet upset. " i heard what happened and came quickly. " she nodded at kaeya, as if she were praising him for his work. he handled the situation very nicely, and she was thankful that he did. and then her eyes glared at you, and you looked away, moving a bit to hide behind kaeya. 

" please fill in me. i've contacted the sisters at the cathedral, they'll be on their way. " jean mentioned. she realized how tense she may have come across, and she sighed a bit, " i'm sorry. you must be a bit shaken up. " you finally looked at her, and she loosened up quickly. she placed a hand on her chest, " is it ... true? that ... you fell from the sky in some kind of meteorite? " she asked the big question, and yet you refused to answer.

kaeya confirmed that fact with a single glance. " do you have any idea where you are, then? from your attire ... " blue eyes eyed you down, and jean frowned softly, and sighed. " forgive me. this is improper of me. " she apologized swiftly, " i'm jean, the dandelion knight. you are currently in the hands of the knights of favonius; of mondstadt. " she introduced herself. " the young man beside you, is kaeya, the cavalry captain. " your eyes looked over at him, whom merely smiled. " and this ... is lisa. the librarian. " 

the goal for jean was to help you establish your grounds. to make you feel comfortable. " before i question you any more, i would like to tend to your injuries. they do not seem major, but i do not want them to go unattended. followed with this, i'll offer you proper attire, and a meal. does that sound alright? " her tone changed quickly, and you wondered if it was okay for you to drop some of your guard. you nodded your head in understanding, as another young blonde enter the building. 

" this is barbara. she will be the one tending to your injuries. " jean was swift to motion toward her, and she smiled. " it's nice meeting you ... " barbara smiled, and approached you, " please don't fret. i promise i'll take excellent care of you! " she was nice. you stared at her, and returned her smile. she was kind, and you trusted her. barbara carefully took your hands into her own, " i'll lead you to the washrooms, and tend to any wounds you may have! " she instructed, all while pulling you away. 

jean sighed softly, rubbing at her temple, " i knew it. " she sighed, " something happened, and i wasn't there first. " she frowned, and lisa placed a hand on her shoulder, " but you are here now. we are all here to help. besides, i think kaeya did a lovely job in your place! " she tried to uplift the blonde, and kaeya chuckled. " do i not receive any praise from the acting grandmaster? "

" no, no , " jean sighed, " your performance was outstanding. i thank you. both. " she smiled softly and took a deep breath. 

the issue is only that you were nameless. you didn't speak, and you didn't have a vision. was this really the right thing to do? then again ... humans are not birthed from the stars. were you even human? where did you come from?

could you be trusted in the walls of mondstadt?

[ when stars align. || kaeya x fem!reader x albedo ] [ 2152 words ] part two: [here]

[neetols]

xiaoven inuyasha au.......inuyaksha

[kujousaramybeloved]

maybe the REAL harbinger love triangle isn’t pierro/columbina/arlecchino but furina/arlecchino/columbina……….

[s117rartblog]

An inner joke that I have with my friend @thefangirlhasarrive DON'T JUDGE ME OKAY? Her Oc's Victoria is so beautiful that should be illegal!!! Sierra is straight but for her, she can toss that heterosexuality away with no issues xd

[narwhalandchill]

its been like. nearly a year (How.) already but i cannot lie theres Still a part in the back of my brain occupied with and being thoroughly entertained by the way that childes confirmed 4.0 complete self-awareness over waking up the narwhal at 14 recontextualizes some key liyue things leading to some very funny self indulgent scenarios in my head

like yes chili is old news its basic please excuse me for predictable popular ship crimes (do NOT however associate me w the crimes of fanon against their actual range. theyre peak to Me) but i just keep replaying the imagery of zhongli and childe back on their homoerotic Professional Working Relationship bullshit where their flirting passed the jkjk unless treshold of even remotely plausible deniability like 8 exorbitantly priced business dinners ago and theyre just like. doing that whole song and dance now neither committing to a move except zhonglis presently feeling moderately conflicted (but nonetheless fairly unfazed at) by the prospects of actually developing some sort of a thing for the harbinger hes supposed to puppet master into executing the major story climax of his 67-step retirement plan bc he turned out to be quite the strangely charming ginger specimen (to His weird fucking 6000 year old tastes at least. they deserve each other) with some fascinating life ambitions he cant help but be enraptured by.

but because hes still 100% Locked In on his entire plan zhonglis also just . simultaneously dual wielding his coy-ass "i like you and am taking it slow to Savor this developing relationship (Also bc of the Geo Archon Shaped Elephant In The Room) except am old as shit so my languid sense of time inadvertedly Automatically turns my behavior into an equivalent of the dark souls boss of playing hard2get" act (cue "waddup im ajax 24 and im in fucking agony with this hot funeral consultant". Yes they live like this) AND also meticulously theorycrafting like 12 moves in advance for his 6d chess play of leaving the most subtly crafted trail of breadcrumbs behind for the tsaritsas 11th to follow into the intended & completely "Coincidental" idea of unleashing the one particular sealed sea deity that zhongli Specifically wants momentarily released for his sweet 6k retirement party and graduation test for the nation hes helicopter parented for 3.7k years .

like. this is zhongli we r talking about the guy Absolutely has it planned out down to a fucking art like he has an entire branching path dialogue tree planned and memorized like its a visual novel for every possible way he can conveniently namedrop osial in a non-suspect way and also that he just happens to be sealed right over there across the harbor (what a coincidence!) and also to slip in the intel about the latent power of the sigil of permission etc etc. like zhonglis just out there doing all this massive galaxy brain computational work simultaneously while infodumping on an academic level about whichever subject childes latest random comment of amicable small talk happened to remind him of because in his helicopter parent in remission mind its Absolutely Critical that the idea about releasing osial occurs Completely organically in childes mind it Has to he Cannot risk revealing anything . (hes in remission not in recovery guys.) so like here we are. he requested notes from the tsaritsa Personally on the character of her 11th just to ensure every move was painstakingly crafted to draw him Specifically to the intended conclusion without risking revealing his true identity .

except. the thing . neither he. nor the tsaritsa . would have been informed of . is that this simply isnt childes first fucking rodeo waking up an eldritch city sized sea creature . and he is very well aware of this fact . he woke that beautiful wonderful beloved huge fucking narwhal up by himself had his brain chemistry Immediately and Irrevocably rewired as a direct consequence do you fucking think hes somehow stopped thinking about that singular moment for even a second since then???

yeah . thought so.

so what actually ends up happening in reality is theyll be on another definitely-serious-business-not-just-a-date and zhonglis going to get down to like dialogue selection part 10 of the 86 step conversation tree at Most where hes only beginning to like Vaguely allude to the key pieces of information involved but it turns out Because Hes That Guy (TM) And Has Been There Done That Before childes basic pattern recognition and sense of irony simply proceed to kick in Way ahead of time and hes Immediately perking up like Hey wouldnt it be really fucking funny if i wake up an eldritch sea beast Again . like just in case. as a last ditch effort .

and zhonglis just sitting there seeing the gears turn in his head as they enjoy their cringe fucking picnic (bc they just stare at each other intently like that nowadays its a thing. being in a room with them by this point is essentially a human rights violation) and is just completely fucking flabbergasted and lost on how in the hell childes speedran his way to that conclusion at what amounts to barely a 13% completion rate in his whole overkill fucking plan (just 1 of 3 contingencies btw) and its like yes he has his intended outcome but also precisely 0 idea on how the fuck said outcome was reached the way it was this fast . like hes still winning its His plan thats well underway and ahead of schedule but How

(pov: ur selling the concept of waking up destructive sea creatures to the guy who woke up a celestial body eating cosmic whale at 14)

anyway its truly beautiful i absolutely detest these two and have prime liyue AQ hijinks nostalgia now thank you for the lore drop that allowed this to become canon in my head hoyo

[pigeonpeach]

Beidou vs the former Geo Archon

A/n: this was made because of a joke i saw and now i think its so so fucking funny pls don’t get mad. Also this is very rushed so its not the best

Summary: you the actual reincarnation of Guizhong is lead astray by your homosexual desires for the Captain of the Crux Fleet

To say you were in a pickle is a understatement. You recently regained your memories of a past life as the goddess Guizhong who once ruled the Guli Assembly with Rex Lapis, while you remember your fond memories with him however… he’s quite different now. Zhongli is quite different than he used to be. Far from the stoic war god of contracts is a softer more fatherly man. You watched him guide and teach the youth of Liyue with a fondness but never the courage to actually approach him. How does one simply approach a guy and introduce themselves like that?

Besides.. you aren’t quite like your former self. You have her memories sure but you have far different tastes…Sailing alongside the glorious Captian Beidou of the Crux Fleet. Slayer of Heishan, and uncrowned queen of the seas. Perhaps you always liked the danger that came with people like her or Morax. Now that he’s more domestic and soft he seems less exciting than someone like Beidou perhaps? Or maybe its just her boldness and courage. She has the muscles of a god surely. Her thighs could crush your skull if she wanted too. How could you ever pass her up? Morax was hot sure, but Beidou is a passionate and expressive woman. Her face is hardly ever stoic and she carries a air of warmth and enthusiasm. You never feel frightened in her presence or intimidated.

Zhongli is handsome too. He is well dressed and well spoken, he’s calm and collected. He’s the perfect husband… but maybe you don’t want to settle for a boring domestic life. Maybe you want the adventure and the thrill side by side with your captain? You’re not immortal anymore, why not enjoy your mortality with thrilling adventures and stories to make?

[beanmaster-pika]

Zhongli, circa 4000 years ago: *blissfully unaware of the lesbian drama happening with his platonic life partner*

[anahida]

I decided to share my Y/N material / x reader ideas (heavily self-insert-ish and oc related ig) as it goes because let's be honest, I'm never actually gonna write them lol. Not even as proper HCs.

So this time I'm imagining a reader who is pretty much infatuated with the damned Dottore (scientifically or otherwise, you decide) and becomes his assistant (no, it's totally not an option to become anything more except maybe a test subject if we're being realistic here) but either way, the reader goes to Fontaine at some point to gather some info or research material or even consider whether testing on prisoners would be a good idea, where Wriothesley gets suspicious and talks to them and their long dormant conscience finally awakens and they reconsider their choices and even turn themself in lmao.

Bonus Cringe:

Y/N (To Wriothesley): Oh dear sir... So long as I am in "your" prison I truly am free...

[peachpassionfruit]

if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 07. leave the scent of your cologne

“Like this,” Cyno demonstrated, grabbing three die brandished with Electro symbols and striking down Xiao’s card, opposite of his. Xiao huffed in frustration, and you chuckled at his reaction. You rolled the set of dice, picking out the usable ones for your cards, looking up at Cyno for confirmation. He nodded down at you, and you played it.

It was you, Cyno, Xiao, Scaramouche, and others you collectively had invited over, such as your girlfriends and Tighnari, the boy you had learned Cyno had a crush on. You and your friends were on the floor, splayed out around the coffee table, towering over the game you were playing, while the boys were strewn out on the couch. Your head was pressed up against an armrest, adjacent to where Scaramouche was laying.

Each brush of his soft indigo hair against the top of your hand sent a rush of lightheadedness straight to your brain. Either that, or the alcohol. The laughter around seemed to wash out in a blurry haze, and as you slunk back and forth with no control over your body, Scaramouche began to wordlessly limit you, taking the glass from your hands. And your fingertips had touched then. Surges of electricity jolted through your veins.

As the bubbly night began to fizzle out, you felt gentle fingertips brush over strands of your hair, stroking soothingly. You were in a daze, barely seeing the tall figure come through the front door and watching you intently. It was Childe, having returned from somewhere. Someone, maybe. Kokomi. And Scaramouche running his slender hands through your hair.

People began to leave. Dehya made sure you were in your room before the girls left, too. Scaramouche met eye contact with you as you slowly shut your door, gaze half-lidded with unnamed feeling that you couldn’t make out. You ran a hand through your own hair, and you could’ve sworn you smelled like him.

That sent a thought rippling through your mind. There was a box under your bed you had neglected since you got here. One full of Childe’s things, and an emotional support bottles of Baileys. Dragging it out, you rummaged through it, you grabbed the dark bottle, trudging to the kitchen for a glass of ice, not realizing the bottle was entwined in one of Childe’s sweatshirts.

You gazed at where you had set it down on the kitchen counter, and smells began to intertwine. Maybe it was just your imagination. But this time, it smelled like Childe. You inhaled deeply, and it felt like all those memories rushed back into your brain in fumes. A door had creaked open. The very person you didn’t want to see; or maybe did.

You ignored it, twisting open the top of the bottle and pouring some of the creamy liquid into your chilled glass. The person softly spoke to you. His voice somehow sobered your intoxicated nerves.

“Baileys? Is it that bad?” Childe spoke, getting closer to the counter. You stared straight ahead, not meeting his gaze.

“What do you think?” You retorted, one hand creeping up to clutch the sweatshirt. His gaze flashed it to you, almost pathetically apologetic.

“Y/N, please. I didn’t get a chance to finish.” He pleaded, and you finally met his eye contact.

“You don’t need to.” You simply said, taking the glass and the sweatshirt, moving to go back to your room. In a swift motion, he took the glass out of your hands, holding it in his left as he set down his free hand beside you, trapping you against the counter. He took a sip of the drink, ice swirling and clinking in the glass, then set it down, staring at you.

“I would’ve shown you.” He said, softly. “I can tell you, when it’s time. But for now, let me just do this. Please?” It was almost a beg, one that you had so easily fallen victim to in the past. Your hands reached up and rested on his chest, slinking up to grab his shoulders for stability, only bringing you closer. The smell of alcohol lingered on your breath; he was close enough to notice that. But you were alert and attentive, hyper-aware of every inch he moved closer until your lips were inches away from each other.

And you didn’t stop him. Not when the air around you was so tense that any sudden movement could shatter the atmosphere. Not when the lights were dimmed and the stars were out beyond the sliding doors of the balcony, and if you closed your eyes in the darkness you could pretend it was all normal again.

His lips pressed to yours, and you tasted Baileys on your tongue.

A door slammed shut, shaking the whole apartment. The kiss felt hours long but fell apart in a second as you both looked to the source of the sound, finding it to be Scaramouche’s room.

Guilt surged through your body. You licked your lips, tasting the creamy alcohol still on your mouth. His eyes were darkened whirlpools begging you for this moment. But you couldn’t. You left the glass, taking the bottle and retreating to your room. It was empty by the time you fell asleep, arms wrapped around the bottle.

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🏹 notes hi guys it’s my last day in san diego but our flight is a red eye so we just kind of chilling at this random restaurant since we already checked out of the airbnb and my phone is dying but i’m bored ummm. guys do i pull for scara or wait for xiao

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<3 M

[wanzerous]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍.

you were out of this world. literally. you crashed in mondstat with no recollection of yourself. your name? you didn't know it. your birthday? nothing. all you had were the clothes on your back. completely defenseless, you were approached by the knights of favonius who brought you in for interrogation. and before you knew it, you were questioned by a guy with a careful demeanor and another with a love for 'subjects'. kaeya x fem!reader x albedo.

.☆。• *₊° 003 - 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝚄𝙽𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙳𝚂

 ❝   𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑. 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒... 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘. . .  ❞  𝑺𝑨𝒀𝑼 , 𝑨𝑵𝑬𝑴𝑶 𝑽𝑰𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 .

you were left alone for the remaining of the night. resting in the cool bed you were offered in the lone room. eyelashes fluttered, as slightly puffy eyes gazed out the window. the moon was so bright and full ... it was pretty to look at and admire. the soft whistle of the wind, and a soft tune that you had never heard before. the exciting music seemed to subside; the cheering and clapping came to an end. the music you heard was so soft, almost like the sound of a ... flute? ah, or maybe lyre? it was beautiful, and it became a lullaby for you. the sheets rested gently across your body, and you closed your eyes. the sound -- eventually growing muffled before you drifted into an easy sleep.

you were tired. so tired, that you felt like your body fell through the bed... and the floor ... and beyond the world you were physically in. your body felt heavier; as if you were being pulled down to the core of it all. and yet, you weren't afraid. it almost felt like home.

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morning rose, and the birds sang. the once relaxing moonlight was overthrown by the feverish sun. said sun burned your eyes, and you stirred in your sleep, before slowly opening them. your vision was cloudy, but you pushed yourself up and rubbed them. you rubbed away the sleep; a soft pout of your lips as you yawned. " you're awake, " a relaxing voice spoke, and you jumped before looking to find the source. as your vision cleared, you took in the appearance of a shorter male with blond hair, " good morning. "

you identified the gentleman as albedo. he sat in the corner with a sketchbook in his hand. how long was he there? you furrowed your brows in confusion as you let your hands rest in your lap, " good ... morning. " you greeted him, as he focused on the book in his hand. there was a slight, very subtle smile as he closed the book and stood up, " did i startle you? " albedo questioned, with a slight raise of his brow. you weren't sure if it was a trick question or not. you stared dumbly, before nodding your head.

" i see. " albedo took note, " my apologies, then. " he then looked over at the door as there was a small knock before it was opened, " hey! you awake? " amber questioned, poking her head into the room, " oh! mister albedo! what are you doing here? " amber smiled, stepping into the room before looking over at you and waved, " good morning! did you sleep alright?"

you figured this was a sign that you needed to get yourself together. you pushed yourself onto your feet, your body shivering at the coolness of the wooden floors. you smiled and nodded your head at amber as she gave a thumbs up. you began to quickly fix the bed to the best of your ability, before running a hand through your hair to work out any kinks.

" i merely came to sketch her, 'twas all . " albedo answered as amber tilted her head, " she appears to be an excellent model. especially when asleep. " albedo clarified himself, " she wears gentle features. it is quite easy to captivate it on paper. " so that explains why he was just sitting there. but when did he get there? did he ever sleep? you tried to piece it together, but it only hurt your head. and then your stomach growled, and you froze. so embarrassing!

" oh! i came to bring you to breakfast! master jean's request, of course! " amber finally spoke up, " mister albedo, would you - "

" no thank you. i have research to work on. " albedo shook his head, " thank you for the offer. perhaps later. " that was his cue to leave. he gathered his sketchbook, and left the room, " he's so anti-social. " the brunette grumbled, " anyway, come on! it's a beautiful day, so we'll be sharing it outside! that, and because she intended on showing you around town! " amber marched forward and took your hand, guiding you out the room ...

HUMANS WERE SO FRIENDLY.

WAIT .... HUMANS? 

why did you isolate yourself as if you were not human!?

you were pulled down the large stairs; amber jumped from the last stair or two before landing perfectly on her feet. and before you, stood master jean and miss lisa. they waited for you at the grand door, and you felt nervous once more. " sir kaeya isn't joining us? " amber asked and jean smiled wishing you good morning before speaking, " he will not be. he intends on joining us for lunch, though. " jean spoke before looking you over. " was the room to your liking? " the attention fell on you, and you grew shy. with a nod, you went to slightly hide behind amber. 

you didn't know why you were still so shy with them. they were so sweet to you; they took you in, fed you, gave you clothes ... so why did you feel so secretive with them? you never spoke to them; they never heard your voice, but kaeya did. albedo now did. for some odd reason, you felt so much safer when they were around. especially kaeya.

albedo put you a bit on edge. he was silent, and he had an observant gaze that made the hairs on the back of your neck rise. he smelled of the unknown, and you feared that. something about him threw you off, and yet kaeya ... smelt so alluring. the bat of his eyelashes, and the whites of his teeth ... the sultriness in his voice, and the firm hold of his grip ... you weren't sure. but even he had that scent of the unknown. it was something you picked up easily. 

you were led out of the headquarters and under the bright sun. the breeze swayed through your hair and you shut your eyes at the coolness. the weather wasn't overly hot nor cold, but just right. your finger grazed along with the stone fencing, before taking in the sight of the large statue you could spot over a tall wall. that must be the statue that barbara was talking about ... the anemo archon, right? from where you stood, it was beautiful. the wings spread from afar made you feel a bit of sadness. you weren't able to figure out why, but you silently followed the others down the many stairs. 

eventually, the scenery grew quite familiar. the town square that was brought to life at night seemed quiet for the moment, and bare. a few bustling people here and there. and the smell of delicious food made your stomach growl once more. " good morning! your table is ready! i'll bring your food right out " sara waved with a smile, gesturing to a table to fit the four of you. 

you sat, and admired the town. it was light. like ... the wind was just... so light. moments later, sara brought out trays of food and beverages. tea break pancakes, mint jelly, sweet glazed bacon, eggs, and toast with jam .. it all looked amazing! your eyes widened at the food, and lisa giggled, " don't be shy cutie, dig in, " she smiled and gestured to the food, " help yourself. " jean added on. and you couldn't help but nod, and do what they told. you made a plate with a bit of everything; the food from last night was so good, you wondered if it would be just as good now. 

and it surely was.

you ate with a soft blush and content hums. you enjoyed the food, while they ate and spoke softly. they decided that they wouldn't pressure you to speak since you haven't done so just yet. with your cheeks full, a soft tune rests on your ears. the one from last night, was it? the soft strum of a lyre that was so delicate that you were shocked you could hear it. and without a word, you stood up, hoping to locate the sound, while trying to quickly swallow the food in your mouth. 

" is something wrong? " jean asked, ready to stand if need be. and yet lisa softly whispered, " maybe she's just so moved by the area ... she's fine, i'm sure of it. " it's not like you were a hundred percent cleared. you could still be a threat, and jean didn't want you rushing off and something happening. she still did not trust you, but she tried to be respectful about it. you slowly moved from the table, following the sound to the best of your ability. the music slowly grew louder, and louder, and your strides grew larger too. a very small crowd thickened, and you pushed yourself through the few people. 

so close . . . 

until you collided with another, and the impact would have made you fall. however, they were quick enough to place a hand to the small of your back to catch you, and their hand took in your own. it all happened so fast, that you didn't know who it was. but there was cheering, and you looked up at the person who saved you from meeting with the stone ground.

" what's the rush, little one? " kaeya asked, " were you that eager to remeet that you just so happen to fall into my arms? " he teased you, " is it a dance you want? "

you then realized the cheering was encouraging the two of you into a dance. " n-no, that's not- " you managed to croak out as you shook your head, " oh don't reject me now, " he chuckled, " not while there are people waiting for us to perform. just have this dance with me. " 

you looked around and the crowd thickened, as they continued to clap to the live music. you were so hesitant, and it seems like kaeya noticed this. he pulled you closer, " just follow my lead, snowflake. " and you were whipped away. your body against his -- the coolness of his body's temperature clashing with yours. he quite literally swept you off your feet quite a few times. 

but if you were being honest, you were having fun. you were able to match his pace; a burst of confidence. it appears that kaeya was able to notice this new confidence, and he allowed you to lead. each movement was gentle, each dip swayed, and each twirl reminded you of the beautiful wind that blew through your hair. and in the midst of the twirls, you locked eyes with the bard ...

a young male with green and white attire, a bright smile, and the smell of the wind. the soft forest scent, mixed with booze, and yet he wasn't drunk. he wore two braids in his hair that complimented his appearance nicely, and he smiled at you while he played the lyre. the crowd synced in with their songs, and cheered and clapped until it came to an end where you were applauded. with a soft rise of your chest, you turned to look at the bard, " e-excuse me! i just want ... to say that your playing is- "

" beautiful isn't it? " the unnamed bard finished with a cheeky smile and a laugh, " why thank you, you kind dancer! thank you for tuning in! " he grinned proudly, " the performance was splendid! however, i will have to trouble you for some mora, of course! these hands don't just entertain for free! " mora? like ... payment? 

" very humorous, venti the bard, " kaeya butted in, obviously experienced with his ways. you stood beside him, watching as venti grinned at the taller knight. " maybe i'll give you additional since your playing gave me the chance to dance with her. " he dug in his pocket, pulling out a small pouch, " or, better yet, why don't you join me for a few drinks? i'll treat you, of course ... " kaeya offered, before looking over at you, " care to join us? " 

well , you didn't drink, but you didn't mind spending more time with this charming knight. but maybe you'll settle for something non-alcoholic.

· •.              •.   ✶                 * .  •

the outing with kaeya and venti was a bit chaotic. kaeya was fine, or so you thought, but venti ... he was a loud drunk. but kaeya kept his promise and paid for the drinks; even if he had to pay for a bottle or two for the bard. you didn't know kaeya all that well yet, but it seems like he was searching for something. it was almost like he wanted some kind of information out of him. " oh! sir kaeya! " amber called out after walking through the doors, " can i talk to you for a second? it's a message from master jean! " as venti mumbled to himself (rather loudly) kaeya looked at you, and you gave a nod.

" you can go, " you whispered, " i'll stay here. " the cool guy stood before being led outside of the tavern to talk one on one with amber. there was a bit of shuffling beside you and venti now took the spot of kaeya. 

" WHO SENT YOU? "

he leaned closer to you, completely red in the face. his words, though it was only a few, slurred over one another. he furrowed his brows at you, a mix of distrust lingering all over his face, 

" WHY ... ARE YOU HERE? "

you stared at the bard; his teal eyes seemed to glow slightly. you were confused, and he took a slight lean back, " i-i'm ... sorry? " you didn't understand. who sent you? why were you here? you had no idea what he was talking about ... maybe he was fooling around? he was drunk after all but ... you didn't feel safe right now. venti glared at you, finger tapping at the bottle in his very hand, 

" YOU SHOULD BE DEAD. I GOT RID OF YOU ... A LONG TIME AGO. SO WHY ARE YOU HERE? "

he seemed annoyed, and he grimaced faintly. he used his other hand to rub at his head as if he were upset or stressed about something. " did i fail ... ? or were you simply reincarnated ... " he groaned, before pushing the bottle away slightly and resting his head on the table. " i ... do not understand. do you ... know me? " you pushed further, hoping to get anything out of this bard.

there was a faint silence before he suddenly laughed right as kaeya entered. " we have to go.  " he announced, and you shook your head, " no i ... i need to - " " no worries! t ... thank you for the *burp* booze my dear soldier! y'know ... *brup* next time, i'll play for you free of charge! just bring me a fine apple when the time comes, yeah? "

" then it isn't exactly free of charge then. " kaeya chuckled, as venti joined in on the laugh, " that's the way the world works! " you wanted to stay but you also didn't want kaeya to get in trouble because of you. it was a setback, but you pushed yourself onto your feet wearily. " amber's outside. why don't you wait with her while i finish up here? " he whispered in your ear, before gesturing to the door. 

venti wasn't the same as he was moments ago. all of his seriousness faded within an instant, and he was toying with the bottle of booze without another care in the world. so you nodded, before meeting with amber outside. 

" YOU SHOULD WATCH HER... YOU BEST BE CAREFUL WITH WHO YOU LET IN. "

venti hummed tiredly, " don't wanna trust someone you know nothing of, right? " he gave a drunken smile, as kaeya gave an understanding nod, " it's funny you say that, " he gave a final wave, " until we meet again, bard. "

he did have a point. why were you here?

[ when stars align. || kaeya x fem!reader x albedo ] [ 2698 words ] part one: [here] part two: [here]

[kkl1nch0r]

lover of somebody else.

summary:

as a colleague of kaveh, he has a crush on you.

little does he know, you have a crush on the grand scribe alhaitham..

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“Alhaitham.”

“Hm, what’s that?”

The word had slipped out of your mouth so easily it must have been water. It took a second to realise what you had uttered; the acting grand sage’s name of all things, without context or such. Shaking your head, you pointed to the piece of paper Kaveh had been spreading with his hands. The two of you were in Alhaitham’s house, planning for the new project to make more shelter in stormy weather. The storms in this season were no doubt going to knock down a few. “Nevermind that. The walls here are too short. You’ll need to extend them to actually give one leg space…”

The advice is gone from one ear to the other. Kaveh is listening attentively always, but when the words come out of your mouth, they drip like honey…the time stops.

“Kaveh?”

He jerks backward, then ahems. “Sorry…what?” He sighs when he sees your raised eyebrow. “Ugh…sorry. I just can’t focus for today. There’s so much going on, and–”

And I like you.

“–And this stress is really getting to me. Sorry, Y/N. I can stay later to get this done if you want.”

You reciprocate the sigh, erasing the smudges from Kaveh’s sketch. “I understand. There’s the grand sage, and there’s Azaar, and Alhaitham–” Again the word slips out of your mouth. Archons, was your mind made of the busy Acting Grand Sage himself?

“F…forget it, Kaveh. We’ll take a break. But I’ve heard ‘I can’t focus’ one too many times…is that your favorite phrase?” You ask, making a tease. 

Kaveh shakes his head seriously but grumbles to himself as you pass him to leave the room, patting his shoulder as you did so.

“You’ve just made my job become more troublesome…”

You hurriedly make your way out of the house before you head-slam a taller man teeming with anxiety and frustration. Glancing up, it was the Acting Grande Sage himself. In the flesh. Your heart drops, and the tension becomes almost electric.

Alhaitham pauses. “You’re…”

“...Colleague of Kaveh’s.” The words tumble; steadfast, uneven, erratic. You had no idea why your hands went slack. Or why your heart was beating so fast. A glimmering eye from Alhaitham makes all possible speech disappear, as you bow your head and position yourself sideways to leave his house.

As you reach Puspa Cafe, you hastily sit down at a table and cup your head in your hands, breathing out.

“It’s okay…It’s okay…”

You slump on the table, letting out another dramatic exhale. You close your eyes to gain stability, but no– the flashing images of the glimmering eye, his tall stature, and his deep voice just come to haunt you. You raise your head, frowning at the walls.

I have a crush on the Acting Grande Sage.

[sentistrange]

finally did the scara bathing suit thing going around twt

[okkotsuus]

i want to play genshin again but my phone has no storage space.

i regret missing scaras banner the most