#genshin venti x reader

[redheadloverr]

how they react to you asking for a child

gn!reader x genshin males

there will be longer post to these!

cw; fluff, enjoy :D

he asked first.

he’s definitely asked and teased about it for months, years, now. begging you to let him become a father to your child. when you ask him for a child he’s overjoyed and happily accepts, enthusiastic about the thought of being a father.

albedo, kaeya,tighnari, zhongli, aether

he’s joked about it before

he’s joked about it with you before, even bothered you about it for practically the entirety of your relationship. when you finally give into his ‘joke’ and say you actually want a child, he laughs, and then asks if you’re serious. you say you are and he’s overjoyed, a hint of light red blush appearing on his cheeks as he picks you up, swinging you around in excitement.

cyno, ayato, lyney, heizou, venti, scaramouche

he’s flustered, surprised, but nods in agreement.

“i.. agree, Y/N, we should have a.. child” his face a bright red, holding onto your hand rubbing it lightly with his thumb, smiling at you endearingly.

diluc, xiao, dainsleif, kazuha, kinich

he runs a mile in excitement.

my boy deadass runs for his life once he hears those words come out of your mouth, he’s never been more excited to hear someone say the word “child/baby”. he smiles and hugs you, kissing you over and over again repeating “i’m so happy!” over and over and over again. he’s so cute.

childe, ayato, itto, thoma, wriothesley

[nogenderbee]

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @bleachtheidiot

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Venti asked you yesterday to come to Dragonspine since he wanted to have some fun winter date with you today!

Arriving at the destination, you looked around not really seeing your boyfriend anywhere... or hearing him for that matter. But when you were looking around you finally felt his presence... but I stead of it being warm, it was cold... very cold...

"Venti!! You did not just-!"

You turned around to him with slightly annoyed expression just to see him already forming another snowball in his hands.

"Ehe~ Seems our Honorary Knight is a little bit off guard today! Didn't expect to be backstabbed, Windblume~?"

As he aimed at you, you quickly took cover behind nearest rock, snowball splattered in the spot you were standing just a second ago.

"Well game on, bard!!"

You smirked to yourself and swiftly made a snowball behind rock yourself before coming out of your cover just to throw ready snowball at him and then immideitly hiding again. His own snowball ended up hitting tree behind you, since you took cover too quickly, while yours, went right on his cape!

"We cheating now? Alright then~"

He said suspiciously a bit too cheekily... You decided to make the mistake and ignore it, just focusing on making nice snowball when suddenly strong wind made snow in front of you hit your face. It couldn't be an accident... not when you knew Venti's real identity!

"VENTI!! You're cheating!"

"You did so first tho!"

"Did not!"

You got out of your hiding spot again to throw snowball at him, this time hitting his hat, and you didn't bother to hide again, standing eye to eye with him.

He was about to hit you back with snowball but his expression quickly shifted from determined to worried one when his eyes fell on you...

"Gosh you're seriously covered in snow! Did I hit you this hard?"

Despite sounding so worried and guilty, you could still hear small chuckle.

"Hey don't come-!"

"Don't worry my hands are up! Game's over!"

He raised his hands high into the air to prove his point as he stepped closer and closer to you. Once he arrived he began brushing snow off your shoulders, face, head... from anywhere he saw some snow!

"Let's get some hot chocolate! I know Albedo's camp is nearby so we can use it~"

"Shouldn't we ask him first?"

"He doesn't need to know~"

He gave you a playful wink smirking and rushes off towards direction of Albedo's camp. You really could only roll your eyes and follow him, knowing that arguing won't do much good in this situation anyway...

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ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ 2024 ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀ

[mikashisus]

from faults, favors, failures, and the truth (love alone isn't enough)

SYNOPSIS: no matter how hard he tried, venti could not keep himself from failing you over and over again.

PAIRING: venti x gn!reader

TAGLIST ! @wystiix @pixelcafe-network

warnings: blood, slight self harm

word count: 617

notes: hey guys... sorry in advance teehee. im incapable of writing anything except angst, im convinced LMAO. im also incapable of writing anything but angst for venti specifically, as well 😭 erm anyw this is mostly based off yaelokre's song "to douse a scalded tongue" that ive been brainrotting over ever since they first sung it on a livestream back in october. enjoy!!

Everything was a blur. The world was dark. His whole body felt numb.

In front of him, the world was bathed in a sea of gray and red. The air was still and thick with smoke, yet he could only stare straight ahead at the figure lying lifeless on the burnt grass. There was a terrible ringing in his ears, akin to that of a tolling bell looming ominously in the distance.��

He should’ve known. He should’ve been more aware. He should’ve kept a better eye on things. And yet, he hadn’t. And now, here he was, standing all alone amongst a sea of corpses, taking in the strong scent of iron. 

He felt like a bystander to it all. One moment, the world was alive and he was at peace. The next, his whole body had gone rigid as the sky split open and calamity reigned over the earth. And suddenly, the beast lingering underneath his skin had crawled out of the hole it called home; baring its fangs at anyone who dared to get close.

With a sharp intake of breath, he stepped forward. The rubble under his feet pierced his skin, but he couldn’t feel it over the numbness of his limbs. He got closer— every step a careful one, as if he was a wary dove waiting to fly away at any sign of nearby movement. 

His legs wobbled. He collapsed to his knees, the skin breaking open and starting to bleed. He reached out a shaky hand that lingered for a few moments too long in the air before coming to rest on your bare arm. He slowly leaned over to get a look at your face, lifeless and mauled. 

He flinched back, his hand covering his mouth as tears clouded his vision once more. The world went dark again as he pulled at his scalp, the aching in his chest building with each breath he took in. 

Breathing? How could he breathe when you could not? How could he sit here and feel, when you did not? 

How could he still be alive… when you were not. 

The frustration rose, as did his anger, as he let out a scream that had been gnawing at his throat for far too long. His fingers curled in, his nails digging so hard into his palms that he could feel the warm trickle of blood. 

He pounded his fists into the rubble— he’d do so as many times as he needed to in order to soothe the pain. In order to feel numb again. In order to forget. 

He’d sit and wail, scream, curse the heavens, douse his tongue into scalding tea, until all sense of failure left his being. He’d rip out his feathers and tear his already broken wings to shreds all just to stop the aching. 

Because in the end, he had failed you— in more ways than just one. He had raised his voice at you, cast you out of his land, all because of a misunderstanding. He was unable to save you when you needed him most— when you called out to him before your last breath. The wind had brought your pleas to his ears, but by the time he arrived, it had been too late. 

He failed you. This was all because of him. Tears cascaded down his cheeks. No amount of self-pity would fix the hurt in his heart, and no amount of tears would be able to bring you back to him. No amount of apology could fix what happened, and none of the measures he took to ensure your survival from them had worked.

And most importantly…

No amount of love had been enough.

© 2024 mikashisus. do not plagiarize, copy, repost, feed to ai, or translate my works to any other platforms.

[cupids-chamber]

"I'M CALLING, SINCE THIS MAY JUST BE OUR LAST TIME SPEAKING TOGETHER", what a amazing start to the two of your phone call, can he even hear himself right now.. you were worried sick.. as he ever so dramatically explained his condition to you, and of course as the adoring partner you are, you rushed over to their place, expecting them to be ill beyond your wildest imagination.. except they simply had THE COMMON FLU, "You're not gonna die from a common flu, love" you stated, which resulted in your lover pouting. "Come here, I might die and your looking at something else but me?" you sighed, "Your not dying, once again.. it's the common flu, everyone get's it, once in their life!" "EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, YOU'RE NOT THE ONE DYING!"

— VIL SCHOENHEIT, Kamisato Ayato, Venti, SEBEK ZIGVOLT, Childe, Kaeya Alberich, CATER DIAMOND, Neito Monoma, Tamaki Suoh, & ACE TRAPPOLA

© cupids-chamber, do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work without prior permission and or confirmation from me.

[ashrodisiac]

VENTI X READER ✯

• smut

Ashrodisiac's Note:

hrlp i made this during class

Venti's lips were on your nipple, the swell of your breast in his hand as he pinched your tit between his index and middle finger. When he pulled his needy mouth away, there was a string of saliva connecting him and your delicious flesh.

He looked at your expression, the way your lower lip was tucked under your teeth, little whines still managing to escape. Chest going up and down as you take shallow breaths, you were practically panting. He smiled against your flushed skin.

"You taste so good, windblume..."

[fantasygalaxie]

you're stealing from me again!? First my HEART now my SWEATSHIRT what are you going to steal next?

Yn: your last name

Scaramouche,xiao,venti,albedo,muichiro,yuichiro,giyuu,tanjiro,gojo,

[squiddy-god]

Crashing Winds

venti x reader soulmate AU

Fjekekekeke more re-uploads (I'm going crazy) thankfully the 6 page nuvi smut is a light at the end of the tunnel (I know many of you where very excited for it lol) no beta, no prof 🎻🤏

♥︎REQUEST ARE OPEN♥︎ don't be shy, send request for any of the fandoms on my fandom list, you can even recommend shows/games if they aren't there. Or even if you just want to chat! Anon is also always open!

CW : bit of angst if you squint, fluff, soulmate timer AU

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Venti had long covered up his soulmate timer, thousands of years counting down yet he never cared. The anemo archon had never liked the concept of soulmates, sure someone destined to love you was sweet to most "but what is love if demanded by fate?" He thought to himself, words echoing in his head. 

It was a warm day, birds sang their songs of joy as the wind caught their wings; the sun filtered rays through the large tree that the Bard stood under. It was the first time in so long that he looked at the timer on his wrist- 00:00:00 written on his skin. His lips quirked upwards as his eyes shone brightly even in the shade, perhaps his joy made him cruel, but he had denied fate, escaping the chains that once bound him to another. "Ehe, finally~" He sang as he spun around "freedom" It came out like a whisper, a hopeful plee for this feeling to stay, to not drift off like dandelion seeds. 

The snap of a branch caught his attention as he peered over to the God statue sitting in front of the tree. And there you were, sat on your knees with your head hung low as if ashamed of something. "Lord Barbatos is there something wrong with me? " You muttered, venti's eyes widened as he listened in, curious about what was the matter. "Why don't I love them? No matter how long I stay I can't find the love I should feel" You gripped at the fabric on your legs, knuckles growing lighter as your grip persisted.  "Why can't I love my soulmate? " Eyes downcast and shoulders tense you sat there. 

"Now what's a bright traveler like you mopping here? " The Bard sang. You jolted back, landing on your butt as your arm flew up in front of you to grip your chest. "Ah! You startled me! " He only laughed, his airy voice ringing out. "Why don't you come drinking with me? Maybe the sweet taste of wine will help to lift your spirits~" He said wistfully as you stood up. 

Your hands fumbled with each other as your gaze shifted out to the vast fields of windrise. "I'm sorry but I've met my soulmate-" The way your beautiful eyes darkened in a veil of sadness when 'soulmate' left your lips made the bards heart sign in sadness. "No no! This is just a friendly drink between friends!" He said, whisking you away as flashing his soulmate timer. 

The drink was fun, jokes cracked by an enthusiastic bard as he plucked the strings of his lyre. It was the most fun you'd had in ages, all your worries drifting off as his music seemed to carry them. "Hey, Bard? What's your name? " A cheeky smile etched onto his face "venti! And you dear traveler?" You chuckled "y/n!" You stated, taking another sip from your glass. 

The heart works in mysterious ways, yet still you wondered if you could even love. "Am I broken?" You asked yourself looking into the mirror, eyes stained red from your tears and worry. They were kind, a gentle person who seemed to love you fully, yet every touch from your soulmate sent no sparks through your heart. 

Three years of love not returned, you wondered if your heart could feel- "how can my heart work if it can't love the one person it's destined to? " You wondered. 

You saw others walk through the mondstat streets hand in hand with love and fate. Yet it left no bitter feeling in your mouth, only a sad longing. Can one really learn to love if their heart dines them so? 00:00:00 scrawled on your wrist in neat writing was a constant reminder of how cruel fate could be. 

For how can fate lead if the heart does not follow? 

Yet the bard's words caused you worry, "what is love if demanded by fate?" He had sung, the tune of his lyre clearing your mind as his words echoed through it. 

Why did your heart love another? The silly Bard and his damned lyre! The calm when your shoulders slumped and your brow relaxed! Damn the feeling of your racing heart and pounding veins! 

So enticing was the feeling he gave, the bubbly sensation in your chest and the feeling of wind against your face. You felt free! Like a bird soaring through wind and snow, or the soft petals of Cecilias swayed by cool breezes. It was an addicting feeling that he gave, but one you said you couldn't have 

Oh how he loved your voice, the way you laughed so freely as his teasing, or the look of wonder while he played his lyre. How angelic could a mortal really look? More angelic then he, he thought as you stood on top ruins with the wind blowing against you. 

And the warm feeling you gave him, as if you snatched his worries like stars from the sky and tossed them into the rivers below. 

He grappled with these feelings for only a few days before they took hold of him. His eyes went soft when they gazed at you, his songs always drifting to love when he sang to you, and the feeling of freedom that you gave him made it feel as if the wind was under his wings. 

It was conflicting, to gaze into the eyes of your promised one and only be able to think that it doesn't feel right. But as they stood in the home of your parents, a ring in their hand- you felt the constricting pressure of eyes burning your skin. The light seemed hazy as if the world had been shrouded in grey. Walls closing in and the floor seeming so much closer than before. You said yes. Could you really say no? With the peering eyes and excited chatter the words acted on their own, flowing like water from your mouth. 

Avoiding the jovial Bard was hard but you knew that you would have to. Yet his music always drifted in the winds, Harmony's of his lyre caught like dandelion seeds in the breeze. You knew you couldn't handle it if you saw him now, so as much as hit hurt you avoided him. 

Barbatos rang in his head, he had always heard when his name was said, but this was different. The sound of your voice echoed in his mind, his teal eyes going wide when you said wedding, how you didn't want to get married but- he knew what he had to do. 

The gentle tunes of the lyre outside were familiar, yet in the hazy state of your head you couldn't recognize it. You began to walk out and down the aisle, the music was too loud in your head- almost loud enough to drown out your beating heart. 

A flash of bright teals and greens caught your eye as you walked, sparkling pleading eyes that begged you to run as nimble fingers strumbed the astral iron strings of his lyre. Your thoughts raced as you almost frantically glanced between the Bard and altar. You didn't hear anything until your name was called, "do you take them to be lawfully wedded?" You snapped out of your haze and glanced at the Bard, the realization hit you like a brick, your throat felt dry as you took a deep breath before speaking. "N-no" Your voice was barely above a whisper but the winds carried it far, the winds also decided to carry the table cloths. Billowing and blowing sheets of white around the venue as a joyous laugh rang in the air, while all were distracted by gusts of winds and sheets wreaking havoc the Bard grabbed your hands. 

You ran, legs carrying you as you weaved through the crowd, venti takeing in your smile he found so radiant- no longer overshadowed by melancholy in your eyes. "Y/n, I don't care much for fate, I want to be free with you" He said, turning back as he slowed to a stop. Gazing down at the 00:00:00 on your wrist and smiled. "I want to be free with you to venti- besides, who needs a soulmate anyways? " You laughed as the Bard tackled you in a hug. "Thank you venti" You kissed him on the cheek and he flashed you a cheeky smile. "Awww~ just a kiss on the cheek? Is that any reward for your Savior?" Shaking your head you rolled your eyes- how you loved this annoying Bard was the archons best guess, but you relented. Lips pressing against his, a kiss all too short for his liking as his cheeky grin widened. "Ehe~ much better" 

The Bard, once ancient archon of wind was right, what is freedom if asked of you by a god, and what is love if demanded by fate? Nothing but silver shackles doomed to break. 

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[anemoarchonhoe]

Commissioned by @udretlnea

Request: I'm thinking slice of life, second person, and it takes place in Mondstadt. The reader is well known and liked by practically everyone; they are currently there to observe the Alchemy Event going on right now- This is just set-up. I imagine Venti is there waiting w/ Diona for their potion order; then he sees Reader and he gets intrigued so he surprises them. The two walk out of earshot and have a pleasant chat about what's been going on- Since the fic is only 1k, I'd prefer to keep it short between them. Reader mentions how they're adjusting to their role as "Overseer of Teyvat" (implying this is a Creator!Sagau); they offhandedly mention how Khaenri'ah's been working on dimension hopping tech before Diona drags Venti away. And the fic ends with Reader feeling uneasy about opening Teyvat up, but they choose to ignore it to go and experience the event.

Thanks for commissioning me!

It is convenient; the fact that you obtained godlike power as soon as you stepped foot unto the soil of Teyvat. It had been a tremendous help in navigating these new lands you'd been transmigrated into and made life easier. Just like this time. It didn't really take long until you reached the venue where the Alchemy Event organized by the Knights of Favonius is, all due to your ability to teleport long distances. You shook your head to get out of your musings and began to look around your surroundings.

It was a modest event focused solely on alchemy. Unfamiliar faces from both Mondstadt and outside of it flocked the booths, tents and stands full of test tubes and questionably multicolored smoke to see what was happening. It soothes you to be normal for a few minutes… until people noticed you standing amongst them and bowed in your presence. The scene made you squirm a little where you stand, not totally uncomfortable but still unused to the attention. You raised a hand, as if blessing them, nodding your head to signal that they can resume the event. Which they do, but some approached you to either ask for a blessing, for guidance in their life's path, or simply to greet you. You are liked, perhaps not as loved as the archons despite ranking higher, but you prefer it that way. It's less expectations, after all.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Overseer of the world."

"Heya, Your Grace!"

You carefully made your way past the crowd to reach the two people who called out your name. You smiled in relief; finally, people you know! Venti was looking at you with a bright smile with both hands on his hips and Diona is enthusiastically waving at you. You pat Diona, which the bartender swiped at with a playful hiss.

"Venti, Diona, hi!" You greeted them. "What a surprise to see you here. This is the last place I imagined you to hang around in."

"I understand you for thinking that way, but curiosity had gotten the best of me." Venti answered, and then assumed a serious thinking pose. You rolled your eyes playfully with a thinly veiled smile. He's going to ask something ridiculous, isn't he? "If alchemy has the power to transform matter, I wonder if it could also be used to turn water into wine?"

There it is. Diona fumed, but you cover her mouth with your hand and answered. "I could turn water into wine. Easy."

Venti's eyes widened. His smile as bright as the sun above. "Really?!"

"No." You're not sure. You probably could, if you tried.

"My hopes and dreams…" Venti fake-cried and pouted, but he immediately gets over it and smiles. "Anyway, what brought you here, Overseer?" He gestures for you to walk with him, so you follow, steps falling in line with his.

"Oh, you know," you vaguely wave your hand, trying to make sense of what you were feeling. "Just looking around. I got curious myself about alchemy so I came."

"Ah, I see," Venti nodded. You mentioned to him and the other archons on one of the traditional divine get togethers — brought back by Venti and Zhongli — that your world once studied alchemy. Turns out your alchemy is a sham and couldn't turn stuff to gold, but it did make way for the study of chemistry. "I hope you are enjoying yourself."

"Don't worry, I am. Especially since I'm with you."

Venti gave you a soft look."Aww. I'm honored, truly."

You laughed and gave him a push, your cheeks feeling a little warm from the attention. He snorted and retaliated by send a gentle breeze your way to mess your hair.

A companionable silence briefly falls over the two of you like a cozy blanket as you sit down on a bench with the perfect view of the event. A tiny explosion from some failed alchemical experiment echoed somewhere and you thought you heard the Traveler's surprised yelp and Paimon screeching from the same direction. You both ignored it.

"You seem busy these days, Overseer," The Anemo Archon finally broke the silence. "What have you been up to?"

"The usual. Making sure the Irminsul is healthy through checking with Nahida, keeping the Abyss Order in check, rebuilding Khaenri'ah- ah, since we're talking about the place, I should also mention that they're working on some advanced technology. Something about travelling through another dimension."

Venti nodded, but his face looks a little troubled. "Are you sure that's a great idea? With Celestia gone, there's nothing that can stop Khaenri'ah from fulfilling their dreams. However…"

There's just way too many risks. You can hear his unspoken words in your head. As far as you are aware, they're "digging" through time and space to get to the world where you came from. While interdimensional trade can certainly be advantageous for this world in both technological advancement and knowledge, you're afraid of the repercussions of messing around with wormholes and potential war that can erupt due to disputes borne of different culture and lust for more territory.

Humans are greedy creatures, after all.

But before you could answer, Diona is already running towards where you were both seated. She pants and places both hands on her knees. The girl huffs one last time and looks at the green-clad bard, irritated. "Where in Teyvat have you been?! Your potion is complete so come get it already!"

"Okay," he replied, standing up. "I hate to cut this conversation short, dear friend, but I must leave. I hope you enjoy the rest of the event."

You nodded with a tired smile, watching Venti follow Diona, who's doing her best to keep walking ahead of the bard in spite of her shorter legs. You feel a little uneasy about the future, your heart being seized with fear for this world you swore to protect.

For now, however, you want to enjoy this peaceful day. Perhaps you'll go greet the Traveller.

Word count: 1,000

Character count: 5,692

[donutsupremacy]

Accidental Desperation (Pt. I)

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Summary:

"Your roommate finds it hard to sleep at night after their dreams were filled with you, and that caused just enough problems for him in his boxers. It seems like there's no other way to get rid of it but to take the matter into his own hands... literally."

Warnings/Spoilers:

Written during 4.8

Featuring the first half of 6reeze (Aether, Venti, Xiao)

Modern AU

Gender neutral reader

And they were roommates shenanigans

PURE UNADULTERATED S M U T

and a bit of fluff lol why not

⚠️MINORS DNI⚠️

M*sturb*tion

Voyeurism (I think)

Wet dreams

Perverted 6reeze j*rking off to lewd pictures of you

100% headcannon based tip colours (iykyk)

A/N: Again— no time for Kinktober, but might as well make 6reeze smut a tradition for me every October now (I have my own thirst to satiate with Heizou and I would like to meet my quota)

But since 3 guys is already making this post long enough (giggity), I'll leave Kazu, Heizou and Scara on part 2. I'll make their's ASAP after this :3

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Aether

Dreaming of you sucking him off while on your knees woke up the blonde abruptly, not even getting a chance to envision your mouth being filled with his cum.

The feeling of his cock straining painfully against his boxers was the first thing he felt when he woke up.

Try as he might to attempt closing his eyes and falling back asleep, they quickly shoot open at each twitch he felt. That image was burned into his mind of your pretty lips wrapped around the shaft of his cock and your throat bulging.

Would you really handle his entire length like that? Or would you be having tears running from your innocent eyes while gagging halfway through... damn he wanted to find out.

As immoral as it may seem, he ended up pulling out his phone, frantically scrolling through your social media and finding a picture of you at a beach— your swimwear exposing just enough skin and accentuating your gorgeous figure, leaving not much for the imagination.

Perfect, Aether thought as he quickly nudged his boxers down enough for his cock to spring out.

Wasting no time, one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while the other held his phone woth your picture staring back at him. Aether began setting a slow pace, pumping up and down slowly as you did in his dream.

The warmth of his palm enveloped his shaft, making him wonder if your hand would be just as warm and soft... and how tight you'd be if he was inside of you.

Quiet grunts and gasps fell from his lips, it doesn't take long for him to pump faster, hips trembling and bucking into his own fist, panting your name with a breathless voice.

Unbeknownst to the blonde, you were up late at night getting a snack, walking past his bedroom— only to hear the quiet mutters of your name. Your curiosity was quickly piqued.

You lingered outside his door for a little moment before turning the door knob. You cringed as it clicked a little too loudly, but you had already pushed his door open and peeked inside.

Much to Aether's dismay, he kept jerking off and thrusting into his fist while panting out your name, his thoughts muddled and the sound of your voice ringing in his ears—

Wait, he heard your voice clearly this time...

His eyes opened, and just seeing your face was enough to bring him over the edge.

Aether frantically tried to hide his cock using his bedsheet, only to grunt and gasp as thick ropes of his cum splattered against the fabric, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red at the failed attempt to hide himself. It was already too late anyways, you saw him jerking off to... you.

"Shit— I-I'm sorry— I'm sorry, really! [Name], jesus, why'd come in now of all times—" Aethwr was sputtering out apologies and begging you to not move out or kick him out. However, he was pleasantly surprised when you entered the bedroom and locked the door, your face tinted with a rosy pink. And that grin on your face when you saw your picture on his phone screen...

"Y'know... if you wanted some 'material'... I can always give you the real thing."

Venti

The pretty sounds of your shaky moans and soft whimpers shook Venti out of his dream. Oh, the sounds you made were so heavenly.

He jolts, gripping the bedsheets as he stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to recall every single moment of that dream— from undressing you frantically, to having you bounce on his cock, your body quivering and struggling to keep bouncing while he gripped your waist to keep you still.

The aching and heat pooling in his abdomen was a familiar feeling, this wasn't the first time he thought about you this way.

Thinking you were still away at your hometown, Venti figured he could have some 'me time' for himself. Plus, he saw your social's this morning, it seemed like your area was experiencing a minor heatwave since you were wearing such skimpy clothing. Could you be secretly tempting him?

Venti glances down at his cock, the way it twitched gave him a sense of familiarity from when he used to pleasure himself while you were in his mind. Nowadays, you two seem to talk a little less, what with private matters going on in both your lives, and he misses you dearly.

Nonetheless, you always end up in his mind one way or another. And he ends up jerking himself lazily while staring at your picture, eyes full of lust and longing. Still assuming he was alone in the apartment, he unashamedly moans your name, on his knees and the bed as he frantically thrusts into his fists, wishing for it to be your tight hole.

You jolt awake at the sound of Venti's voice, his moans muffled behind the walls. Damn, were you hibernating the whole time? Thankfully it was the holidays and your schedule was free, you must've been exhausted and forgot to inform Venti you were home.

A little Disorientated, it took you a while to register the sound of Venti's voice loudly moaning your name and sputtering out god-knows-what-else.

But once you caught on, you were still a little sleepy but concerned, thinking Venti was calling for you. And being the good roommate crushing on him, you stumbled out of bed, somehow making your way to the door without falling back asleep.

You huffed and opened the door, ready to yell at Venti for waking you up from your lovely slumber— until you saw the way he froze in position, one hand holding his phone with a photo of you on it and the other wrapped around his cock.

"...Hi." Was all Venti could say while sheepishly smiling at you, his cheeks tinged red. After a tense moment of silence, he swiftly threw his bedsheet over himself, trying to hide from you.

Venti, knowing he fucked up his chances with you, still tried to play it off with a nervous laugh. "M-My bad! Ahah— uh, just forget what you saw alright? Ooh, it's midnight now, you got stuff to do tomorrow right? Why don't you head on back to sleep, I, uhh, didn't mean to wake you up—"

While Venti kept going and on with his excuses, you quietly crept over to his bedsheet and gently pulled it off, exposing a flustered and panicked Venti tbat was still hard.

You offered him a reassuring smile, before getting down on your knees in front of him. Venti could almost cum on your face just seeing you like this, he flashes you his usual cheeky and flirty grin.

"No worries... I think I really liked what I saw... I just... want a closer look, please."

Xiao

This is what Xiao gets for stalking your social media before going to sleep every night— what kind of creep gawks at pictures of you ice skating in such tight clothing?...

Him, he saved the pictures into his album full of you.

The dream of his fingers forcefully tearing the flimsy clothing apart and pouding into you until you're left a sputtering mess, begging more for his cock, fresh and permanent in his mind. Unfortunately, the dream kept appearing in his head enough times for the bulge in his boxers to grow harder and more prominently.

He hissed at the stinging sensation... What happened to the cool, calm, nonchalant and distant Xiao? Reduced to a heated mess with a hard-on thinking about you?... That's just the effect you have on him.

And he wonders if you drool over him just as much as he did over you.

After a moment of berating himself for being pathetic and contemplating on what he should do, he decided to find that picture of you again as he was pulling his boxers down. Archons, did that outfit perfectly hug your each and every curve perfectly, he wished he could dig his fingers into the plush of your thighs while groping every single inch of you.

Xiao hesitantly pulled his cock out, the tip an angry shade of pink. Now throwing all caution into wind, his hips spasmed from the touch of his own fingers on his shaft, he was sensitive and needed to satisfy himself immediately. Placing his phone down on his bed, his cock hard and angled just below your lips from his point of view.

Slow and steady was not Xiao's style whatsoever, and now wasn't the time to be slow at all. Hands frantically pumping up and down his shaft, Xiao groan's filled the quiet atmosphere in his room, thumb sliding over the tip to gather a bit of his pre-cum as lube.

Meanwhile, you had came back home pretty late from work because of traffic— that goddamn deer...

You were a little sluggish and sleepy, dragging yourself across the floor. But as you walked past Xiao's bedroom, your ears caught on to quiet shuffling and muffled sounds. It was hard to make out the noises, but they sounded like groans and pants.

At first, you were curios and a bit concern, was the guy overworking himself again? Troubled by something? Or was feeling sick? As a good roommate, you wanted to be there for him and support him...

Mostly to hang out with him because you thought he was hot.

The door to Xiao's room was, luckily for you, left unlocked, allowing you to push the door slightlt ajar and peek inside. Your eyes widened as you spotted his figure hunched over in the dark room, his handsome features and his throbbing cock being lit up by his phone.

You could barely make out your own picture on his phone, his cock throbbing and twitching as he furiously rubbed one out. Xiao seemed to be way too focused on himself, grunting and muttering out only half your name while thrusting into his fist.

His dark hair clung to his forehead, sweat dripping down and eyes closed shut trying to imagine his cock thrusting into you mercilessly instead of his fist. The thought of you cumming on his cock helped Xiao reach his climax as well, cum spluttering out from the tip of his cock and spilling onto his hand, a few drops slowly slipping down and onto his bed.

"Ah—" The thought of Xiao climaxing to you was... exciting, and you couldn't help but moan in arousal, getting off on seeing your roommate jerking off to you.

Xiao jolted, snapping his head towards your direction as he frantically tried to pull up his boxers and hide his phone. "[Name]!? Damn— The fuck??—" He hissed quietly, cheeks tinged in a faint red.

"I-I'm sorry!" You sputtered out, snapping out of your aroused state as you realized that you were intruding on Xiao's privacy... even though you weren't apologetic at all, really.

"Sorry?" Xiao parroted, narrowing his amber eyes at you, gritting his teeth. You caught a slight bulge in his boxers. "You wouldn't be sorry if you purposefully invade my privacy.

The silence between you two was deafening, it felt a whole decade had passed before you finally spoke up, voice barely above a whisper but Xiao caught on anyways. Your next words got him harder than before and he couldn't wait to have his way with you.

"Then... Let me apologise to you... with my body..."

[abyssruler]

imagine a royalty au where venti is the reclusive king of mondstadt. no one else in the kingdom besides his closest retainers have ever seen his face, preferring to keep himself anonymous. you’re a helper at the local tavern, serving drinks and occasionally tending to the bar. there’s a bard that always performs in the tavern, and while everyone cheers and claps to his songs, you’re the only one who approaches him after the performance is over, asking him about his songs and what inspired him to write them, genuinely curious about him and his interests. and venti, who’s only ever been told by countless people as he grew up that music is a useless subject for the future king, slowly finds himself looking forward to the days where he can sneak out of the castle to play a tune for you, his heart warm at every praise that leaves your lips.

when venti suddenly asks what you think of king barbatos, you answer with how much it’ll lessen the people’s worries if he showed more of himself in public, reassuring everyone that he’s well and still there to lead monstadt. a week after that conversation, barbatos suddenly walks out of his castle and into broad daylight, a gleaming crown on his head that left no doubt about his identity to any onlookers.

there’s a knock on your door. the smiling face of the bard you’re so fond of greets you, along with what is possibly the entirety of mondstadt watching over his back, everyone eager to get a glimpse of their reclusive king.

“venti…?”

“barbatos, actually, sorry for the lie. but feel free to call me venti! it’s what my friends call me.” he sheepishly scratches his head, nearly dislodging the crown that costs more than your entire life’s worth of savings. “i’m not really one for theatrics, but you said it’d be great if i showed my face in public, so here i am!” he spreads his arms out like a gesture asking for a hug. “so, anyway, what do you say to lunch this afternoon? i did promise to repay you for all those drinks at the tavern.”

[kiskisur]

ᝰ.ᐟ we'll be a fine line.

warnings: male reader, angst with no comfort, venti x reader, reader died from a sickness from childhood

note: honestly I've been thinking about this for weeks soo.. here to feed you angst fr btw it's short since I have school huhu :(( as alwayss please do correct me if I'm wrong!! <3

In the midst of the chaos of doctors rushing back and forth, Venti stood by [name]'s side, his heart heavy with worry. He clutched a bouquet of vibrant flowers in his hand, a symbol of his unwavering support and affection. As he watched [name] fight for his life, his aqua green eyes filled with tears, reflecting his fear of losing the person he cared so deeply for.

Venti's voice, usually filled with melodies of joy, was now quiet and trembling as he softly sang a soothing song. His words carried a mix of hope and desperation, his song a testament to the depth of his emotions. He held [name]'s hand, his touch gentle yet firm, as if trying to transfer his own vitality to them.

As the moments dragged on, Venti's heart pounded in his chest. The room seemed to hold its breath as the monitor beeped steadily, its sound a constant reminder of [name]'s fragile state. Then, suddenly, a long and continuous beep pierced the air, causing Venti's world to stop. His voice trailed off, and he stared at the monitor in disbelief.

Time seemed to stand still as the reality of the situation sank in. Venti's grip on [name]'s hand tightened as tears streamed down his cheeks. He leaned over, pressing a tender kiss to [name]'s forehead, his love for him pouring out in that moment. The world around him faded away as he held onto the memories they had shared, cherishing every moment they had spent together.

ᝰ.ᐟ we'll be alright..

[wintercrystal]

-During a New Year party-

You: We have to find him. I'm so worried.

Paimon: Ugh. What do you even see in the tone-deaf bard?

Traveller: Paimon-

You: He makes me laugh and has a beautiful voice that can convince me to do anything?

Traveller: Including paying his drinking bill and leaving Dragonspine for more than a few days

You:... Paying his bills sometimes. Leaving Dragonspine, not so much.

(If you're wondering, yes, you did find Venti. And no it wasn't in Angel's Share. He was stuck in a tree, and it wasn't easy getting him down but when you did, you were met with many kisses on the cheek and a drunken love confession from him.)

(Happy New Year!)

[dxy-drxxm]

SYNOPSIS:

You only had one desire— and that was for the bard you adore and the Anemo Archon you met and desire to come home... Even if you had to waste everything to get him. (gen. neutral reader)

TRIGGER WARNING/S:

Angst for a little bit then turns to comfort ; Venti is a little shit ; reader's appearance, name, and identity isn't specified (they're addressed as the traveler) ; hurt/comfort is real y'all

Standing in front of the banner in the wishing realm, they carried the primogems they've saved up for months. They were told that they'd have the opportunity to finally summon someone in her team. Though, it depends on their luck- as it always has been.

Setting the barrels worth of gems, they focused their sights onto the banner. The traveler ignored the other three, that having being focused on weapons, standard banner (with most of the people known in Teyvat involved, surprisingly), and Kamisato Ayato.

No, they focused on one in particular.

Venti.

Taking a deep breath, they grabbed the first crate full of primogems, brows furrowing in determination. “I'll make sure to honor your wish to travel with me, Venti,” they began, letting the primogems form into intertwined fates. “And that starts with getting you on my party with me.”

The intertwined fates flew up to the sky as more began to fade, only to rain down in blues and purples. They began to fall into arcs, some higher than others as it all crashed down at the end.

Though, this didn't stop them as they ran to where they were flying off, eyes focused on the target. The traveler didn't want to waste the only opportunity to see if their wish would be granted.

They wanted him along in their team...

... Even if it meant losing everything to get him. In

The intertwined fates fell down rapidly by number, accumulating into weapons. Some even had a few familiar faces, and some turned into constellations that flew off to their respective owners. The traveler greeted those that came home and didn't knew them, saying that they can stay and see if more come by.

Then, it all comes down to the final wish.

The traveler lifted the last wish in their palms, and their brows furrowed out of worry. So far, they hadn't seen signs of him coming, and they were worried that he wasn't going to come and fulfill their promise.

... The promise of traveling alongside each other to fulfill the mission they have of this world.

Thoma seem confused when the traveler lowered their hands, a look of conflict resting in their eyes. “Hey, what's wrong?” he asked, placing a hand on their shoulder. “Aren't you going to get him?”

“I want to, but...”

They paused, glancing at the attempts with a heavy sigh. “I don't know if I can do it. I've done as much as I can to get him, but now...”

“I'm sure Venti will come home,” Barbara interjected, her cheery tone echoing the whole area. “He wouldn't just let us down! I'm sure he's just waiting for that one last wish!”

“Well, if it helps, I can always stay really far back so my luck doesn't affect you!” suggested Bennett, nodding enthusiastically at Barbara's words. “We can't give up now!”

“You've clearly got at least most of us,” Rosaria, who was staying at the back, sighed as she messed with her dagger. “If anything, giving up here and now would just waste whatever efforts you put into with getting this much fates for him. A waste if you ask me.”

“Sister Rosaria!”

“What? I'm just being honest.”

“.. Hah, I guess Rosaria's right.”

Lifting the last wish, they watched as it glowed and flew off into the sky. “The only thing we can do is just pray its Venti. If its not, I guess I'll settle with what I have.”

But what shocked them was the fact the light glow... Gold.

The traveler began to run towards the light, eyes widening as it was staying gold. It was already falling down to the receiving end of the arena, and they couldn't help but feel excited— was it true? Did they won against all odds?

Will their wish be granted?

Reaching the end, a bright light surrounded the arena, and they couldn't help but lift their arms up to cover their eyes. Trying to squint to see who it was, the traveler lowered them when they saw it dying down, their focus set on who came to answer the final fate.

...

But the sight of who it was shattered their heart.

The bright smile they had fell when they saw that it was...

... Jean Gunnhildr, the Acting Grandmaster of Mondstadt, that answered their final fate.

“... Ah, traveler,” she began, a bit surprised to see them. Though, the latter couldn't help but smile, albeit it was a bit... Forced.

That.. Was their last wish.

And their wish to travel with the bard was left unanswered.

“Hello.. Jean,” they answered, their eyes drifting to the ground. The painful prick of denial and dejection hit the traveler's heart, and they could feel the weight of disappointment rest on their shoulders.

“...”

Jean walked over to the latter, her gaze sympathetic. “You don't look happy to see me,” she spoke, chuckling. “Were you wishing for... Venti, perhaps?”

“Ah—?”

The traveler paused, brows furrowed before they let out a pained chuckle. Although they tried to mask how they felt, they knew Jean wasn't stupid. They wouldn't be able to lie to her like that, anyway.

“... Yeah. I guess you can say that,” the traveler answered, letting out a soft hum. “But it's okay! We all can't have the things we want, and I'm really happy to see you myself Jea—”

“No need to lie to me, traveler,” she interjected, sighing. “You clearly look sad when you saw it was me, you know.”

“But—”

“I'm not taking any rebuttals. Admit it.”

“... Ugh. Why are you so perceptive?”

“Well, you're rather easy to read, traveler,” she chuckled, a hint of amusement evident on her face. “Anyway, enough of that— you seem disappointed when I came home and not Venti. Why is that?”

“...”

... Why did they do this, actually?

“I... Wanted to honor his wish,” they began, their eyes turning to the grandmaster. “Back then, he said he'd love more than anything to travel with me— to help me in my travels to get my sibling back.”

They recalled how it played out, and they could never forget that smile on his face as they left Windrise to set out to Liyue.

“I know I won't be able to get what I want, but I want to do something to honor his wish... For once, I really want to do something right— to honor our promise, even if it's pointless in the end. It took me months to be able to do this, but now...”

They stopped talking for a moment and sighed, the hopelessness of the situation dawning on them. Of course the traveler wouldn't be lucky.. What were they thinking?

“... Sorry. You came home to a disappointed leader, and it just.. Feels bad, knowing all my efforts were in vain.”

...

...

“... Ehe...”

Huh?

"Ehehe... Ahahaha!" the acting grandmaster laughed, her voice changing to a familiar bard's. "Oh, I'm sorry— I couldn't help but laugh seeing how effective my prank was!"

... Prank?

“Wh—”

Venti raised his arms, grinning brightly at the traveler that actually summoned him.

“April Fool's, traveler! You just got pranked, ehe!”

“...”

A soft sniffle escaped them as they pulled the bard to a hug, surprising him. He let out a shocked noise as their shoulders shook, but he can tell the traveler was happy that he did came and granted the final wish.

“There, there...” he hushed, a smile playing on his lips. “I'm home now.”

And I'm not leaving this time.

@.enxgmx-wrxtxr | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2023

[deathbxnny]

Hello Bxnny, how are you? I see that you open your request. You still remember about the god-slayer-entity-reader, right? Yeah i basically asked the same request but with the 4 archons (Venti, Zhongli, Ei, Nahida). Also the relationship is platonic (cuz' i'm in the mood for it). And have a great day/night/evening/afternoon

(I almost got anxiety while writing this to make sure you understand what i ask because i don't want to overwhelming you, but yeah i'm fine)

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A/N: I hope you're alright and please don't worry about such things! I'll always politely say something, if there is an issue, so no worries! Also thank you for the request, I really liked the idea!<33

Content: Kinda unserious, platonic relationships, summonings, mentions of alcoholic, mentions of battles, fluff, mentions of murder/death?, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Venti

You were quite confused, when you were suddenly summoned by an Archon. You used to slay many God's in your youth... so just what would he want from you? He should be afraid and worried, but instead, he just offers you a smile. "'Are you that legendary entity? That slayed God's and alike?" "Uh... yeah?" "Great! Let's go and get a drink together!"

You couldn't get a word in, as he just dragged you off into the direction of the tavern. He ordered a drink for you and began to sing his heart out on his lyre, never once telling you the purpose of you being there. So you just awkwardly watched him dance around with a drink in hand, your eyes nervously glancing at the red haired bartender, who seemed to stare at you suspiciously... Just what was up with these people here?

By the time you were finally allowed to leave, Venti dragged you back to where he summoned you. "Welp, that was fun... I'll be back next tomorrow! Goodnight!" He simply said, before skipping off and leaving you there dumbfounded... well now you were looking forward to tomorrow too.

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》Ei

You were really just summoned into her realm by accident, which left you stumbling out of the book that held your entity in it. Huffing, you stand up and dust yourself off, as you give the surprised Archon an offended glare, questioning why she summoned you of all people... or well, entities. "Did... Miko give me the wrong book?" She'd simply ask absently, making it clear that she didn't actually know that opening it would bring you here.

And so, you simply sit down and keep her company for a while, until you can finally return to your book. "So, you're a god slayer...?" "I was one... I don't do that anymore though." "Oh." The silence was a little awkward, but surprisingly calming, especially when she went back to just meditating in peace. Deciding to join her, you soon found yourself understanding realising that you both were quite similar in a way.

When it was time for you to return back into the book, you told her that she could summon you again anytime, which started a beautiful friendship between you two.

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》Nahida

"Can you tell me more about your need to slaughter God's? I'm very curious about the purpose behind it." "... Uh... how old are you again?" You rubbed your head in confusion, as you looked down at the young girl, who looked up at you with curious and eager eyes. You at first mistook her as a simple child, but even after learning that she was an Archon, things still didn't make sense to you.

Not that it really mattered to Nahida, as she just questioned you so throughly about your actions, that you began wondering if this was what therapy felt like. She was quite intelligent however and began noting things down mentally for further research, seemingly never satisfied with just one answer to something.

By the time Nahida was done, you were practically drained of your brain juice in defeat and sat on the ground with your head in your hands. The young Archon noticed none of this, as she just hummed and nodded. "Hm... I guess that's all for now... actually, I have one more-" "No."

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》Zhongli

You huffed in annoyance, when you were summoned by someone, your eyes looking around to curse out the person who disturbed your peace. Someone cleared their throat behind you, their hand clasping onto your shoulder tightly, as the person spoke up. "Greetings, old acquaintance. My apologies for the disturbance, but I wanted to apologise for-" "WHAT THE- NOT YOU AGAIN! AAAAAAAA-" You screamed in terror, as you tried scrambling away from him, but his grip on you was too tight.

Many centuries ago, you tried slaying the Geo Archon, arrogantly thinking that you could. But you were violently brought back to reality, when he threw a whole mountain at you with ease. You officially retired that day. Seeing him again now made you therefore think that he was back to finish you off as revenge, but it seemed like he had different intentions in mind. Especially when he dragged you all the way to Liyue Harbour to "drink some tea with you and talk".

Your cup shook violently in your hand, when Zhongli gave you a calm and reassuring smile. "Anyways... as I was saying, I wanted to apologise for throwing that mountain at you." "Oh... uh... t-that's alright..." You laughed nervously, as he laughed with you, before his gaze turned serious again. "Don't try that again." "Wouldn't dream of it, sir!"

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A/N: Alright, I hope this was alright! Thank you again for the request!<33

[ashrodisiac]

IN MY DRAFTS‼️☹️

Soo this has been rotting in my drafts for soo long and it isnt even finished yet. and im js posting this shit cause i dont like seeing things rot overtime 😋 ok bye

🪳

"just a cute person sliding in ur dms"

It was the fifth day in your first week of school: friday. Though that didn't mean you felt any sense of relief; no, not at all. The assignments due that day could prove that. And it was just the first week of school. The only thing you could do when they announced more assignments was put out your middle finger under the desk.

"So today, we'll be having a project, and partnership is needed."

You find your classmates glancing at one another, immediately making up their mind about who to choose, but then their beaming smiles falling when the teacher says, "I will choose."

The teacher began to recite names, then you heard yours with an unfamiliar one, then proceeded to others again.

"Y/N and Venti,"

You glanced side to side, trying to find who this so-called "Venti" was, but you couldn't seem to find him. Merely sighing and sinking in your seat, you rested your hands on your lap and crossed your fingers, hoping your partner wouldn't be as... useless.

(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

You changed into your home clothes and pulled out your notes, pen and paper to start finishing all your due assignments as soon as you got home, until a notification rang on your phone, claiming you've been added to a group chat.

NOTIFICATIONS - Messenger

• you've been added to SCHOOL GC

Teacher: is everyone here?

[ classmate1 ]: 👍

[ classmate2 ]: cher can i have a different partner i dont like [ classmate1 ]

[ classmate1 ]: 🖕

Teacher: Hey. Let's keep it friendly,,, alright?

[ classmate2 ]: sorry maam

You closed the chat and began to answer your assignments. Then you were distracted by another notification.

Venti has sent you a friend request.

You hesitantly accepted it, and almost immediately, he sent a message.

Venti:

hiiii

Im coming over

You:

Huh? Coming over?

Venti:

Where do u live

You:

Wait wait

Venti:

Im coming over

You:

plz. idk who u are..

Venti:

ur partner!

(⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

hey guys so remember how i told you at the start of this fanfic that this wasnt finished? yh it isnt☺️ ANDDD i want YOU🫵🫵🫵 guys to choose:

will this end in, like, smut or smt? like theyre trying to do the project but venti ends up fucking the reader!!

orrr js, yk, fluff. venti and reader become friends(that r inlove w eachother)

[fantasygalaxie]

HAPPY NEW YEAR