#genshinimpactxreader

[cammslush]

༉‧⸸˚.⛧- Rite of Passage...

GENSHIN IMPACT - Masterlist

Regular

╰┈➤ Wanderer

⛧ Wanderer finds his lover as a kabukimono has been reincarnated (Yandere)

Idol AU

╰┈➤ 6REEZE

⛧ Each member has their own special and adorable darling. Who are they?

Part I: Lead Vocal - Venti

(Additional part for Venti)

Part II: Center - Aether

Part III: Main Rapper - Xiao

Part IV: Lyricist - Kazuha

Part V: Main Dancer - Heizou

Part VI: Visual - "W4NDERer"

[kasumi-kumi]

Till death do we part - ~First date?~ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1338805487-till-death-do-we-part-%7Efirst-date-%7E?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Kumikoi&wp_originator=y4WWKBijjh62rjQTfE6HRuoDSLsQp316IkBsM5MxAylyHOyy0pPw4zIi5qfpWsi4iZRO4iTFwTlv0Il%2Bm4zV%2Brw5UgAhFI3VD4XKai9nFSazJuHKSoaYHLORSOCAzPse Xiao x fem-reader Modern AU. Cover art is not mine. Genshin Impact belongs to Hoyoverse. "For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do we part. This is my solemn vow." UNFINISHED

[tomiehoeka]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑-𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑-𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 | dainsleif https://www.wattpad.com/1510691954-002-dainsleif-and-his-pain-in-the-backside?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=tomihoeka 

𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂!𝐀𝐔 

« 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 she is the princess, and Dainsleif her knight, both bound by a love doomed from the beginning. » 

For one, love is liberating; for the other, it is but another form of shackles. It is said that fate is already woven for one who is born into a role, but are these roles what must define the path we take? 

From the top of her palace, she yearns to understand the world beyond its walls. He is but an anchor in the passing sea of time; frozen in the past, stilted from the future. He has learnt well not to covet what he does not deserve-until her glow traces itself upon his very soul. 

However, when one allows duty to entangle with love, a difficult choice is thrust upon them; Would it be well to love, or well to serve? They think, perhaps-

"If I had stopped her,"  "If I had listened to him..." 

"𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵?" But the answer to this neither of their hearts know, nor could they bear the pain to do so. And so they live another day gazing at the same starlit sky, pondering on this agonizing question with regret in their souls; a question which they receive no answer to. 

 》☾⋆* 。⋆ * • ･ﾟ . ⋆ *･ﾟ: • *･ﾟ : * ⋆. * ･ﾟ * .*: ･. ｡ * ⋆《 

slow-burn romance, heavy angst. 

WARNING: Contains themes of gore, violence, sexism, depression, etc. Read at your own risk. 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓!𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐗𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋!𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 genshin characters don't belong to me, credits to hoyoverse.

[blazekurumu]

The Harbinger Men Make You Tea

(Y/N): Can you make me some tea?

Tartgalia: *Brewing the water* All you had to do was ask comrade! Let me grab your favorite cup and maybe you'll let me have a sip.

(Y/N): *Blushes* Thank you Childe.

________________

(Y/N): Can you make me some tea?

Pantalone: I didn't know which one you like, so I bought you the entire tea company.

(Y/N): I just wanted some tea, but I guess that's fine.

_________________________

(Y/N): Can you make me some tea?

Scaramouche: *Slams down a cup of ice and some herbs* Here. Tea.

(Y/N): *Stares at him* Seriously?

______________________

(Y/N): Can you make me some tea?

Dottore: *Places a cup of tea on the table* Here you go dear!

(Y/N): *Stares warily at the cup* What did you put in the cup?

Dottore: *Grins* Take a sip and find out.

_______________________

(Y/N): Can I have a-

Pierro: *Places a cup of tea, some cakes, and even a napkin in front of you* Anything else?

(Y/N): *Tears up* Marry me.

________________________

(Y/N): Can I have a cup of tea?

Pulcinella: *Starts making you some tea* Oh dear, are you okay? Should I put in honey? A lozenge? I put some sugar in to cut the bitterness.

(Y/N): *Smiles* Thank you.

_______________________

(Y/N): Can I have some tea?

Capitano: I didn't know which one you wanted, so I got every tea in the store. *Places all the tea bags on the table*

(Y/N): *Shakes head, smiling* Pick one for me please.

Capitano: *Nods* I will do my best to make you a good cup.

[soloistschornicles]

⌜ 𝘛𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘌𝘙 ⌟

⩩﹕𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬﹒ The supernatural has roamed the Teyvat landmass for centuries. Whether it's true or not, people's curiosity tends to be those. They don't know if it's some sort of legend, a myth from ancient times that hasn't been disproven yet, but they don't care, they're too enthralled by those who believe in such things.

Have you heard this tale before? A story about an apprentice who hails across the sea and met a spirit who wanders aimlessly on the land of Forevermore. You haven't? Such a shame…sit back seelies, this story is going to be so interesting that you won't know what hit you when it's over.

⩩﹕𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬﹒ongoing

⩩﹕𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫﹒Genshin impact is an action role-playing game developed and published by yours truly, miHoyo.

⌜ 𝘛𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘌𝘙 ⌟

𝐈.

“Huh? An invitation?”

[Name] lived among the people of Liyue, The Harbor of Contracts. Working as a young apprentice under Doctor Baizhu, a skilled herbalist works at Bubu Pharmacy alongside his somber assistant, Qiqi.

One day, they came home from tiring work, endless herbs that needed to be processed, and medications and prescriptions that needed to be tended to the worrisome patients and customers. On the doorstep of their abode, they spotted a polished-looking envelope with a familiar seal that fastened the letter. 

Taking the letter by hand, they went up to their bedroom, where their safe haven was situated. Glancing a questioning gaze upon the envelope. A faint sweetness and powdery aroma were wafting from the said envelope once they opened it. They knew this smell too well to be mistaken; it was the scent of a sakura bloom that was often to be seen at Narukami Island of Inazuma.

They began to unravel it slowly and saw a letter written in elegant calligraphy, and the name of the sender was not something they expected. They immediately opened the envelope and read the contents.

Blooming Flower~

Sender: Kamisato, Ayato

Salutation, my dear [Name]. I am most pleased that you received my letter, and I hope that you do not mind me contacting you after such a long time, though I am quite certain that you would be gladdened to know that this year we’ll be inviting you for a break at our family house, at Kamisato estate. 

I have been informed by my informants about your recent work and your long period of working hours at your disposal. I’ve seen many reports of your success in the past two years since we spoke.

And so, I wanted you to be aware of how proud we are of you and how much we wish to share the news with you in person. Myself and Ayaka, have been looking forward to your arrival at the Kamisato estate for some time now. We’ll even have to cease our work schedules just to show you the beauty of Inazuma, which is in store for you. 

Furthermore, don’t fret. I had already contacted your executive. 

Sincerely, Ayato.

𝐈𝐈.

“You wish to know more about Inazuma? From my prior encounters as a wandering Samurai…That land is nothing more than a grim and eerie rendition. The only thing that is truly pleasant about it was the tranquility that nature has to offer…”

The sound of leaves rustling came to an abrupt stop as the wind seemed to have picked up. The sound of birds chirping happily in the distance made its way to Kazuha’s ears, along with the distant sounds of people talking.

“I’m glad you came by. It has been a while since our previous hangout. I hope your trip from Liyue was a breeze.” 

White-blue hair fluttered by the gentle wind, glistening under the sun’s ray. A young dignified girl of the Kamisato Clan, Kamisato Ayaka, came to greet you with her humble present. From what you can recall, your dear cousin was a renowned Shirasagi Himegimi of the Kamisato Clan. Known for her beauty, strength, and intellect. Inazuma’s ideal epitome of perfection.

Under the gentle mask, was a daunting burden anchoring her shoulders…

“Ever heard of Inazuma’s 7 wonders? They’re in fact, famed for telling children some ghost stories so they could return home before the sun sets, not an exact method in my opinion, but I’m not a parent, so who am I to judge?"

A bubbly pyrotechnician, the current owner of Naganohara Fireworks. Yoimiya. Her words sparked interest and curiosity among the youths as they huddled around her, listening to her narrate a few of the stories she’d heard in the past about the famed seven wonders. Suddenly, you were also piqued in interest and decided to sit within the sea of children.

𝐈𝐈𝐈.

“Hm? You’re saying that this boy was threatening you but then disappeared through thin air?” Heizou’s olive green eyes glistened with skepticism and interest. Suddenly, a string of chuckles was heard from the said boy. He stopped himself when he noticed your glare coming his way.

He cleared his throat, swallowing every bit of his insanity. “No offense, I do love supernatural things just like few people. But, even if we were going to believe such stories as those… It wouldn’t matter. After all, these are only tales told by people in fear.” 

You sighed defeatedly. I guess you’re going back to the estate. However, his hands stop you. His emerald eyes hold firm determination and belief. He then leaned his head towards your ear, his hot breath tickling the side of your face. A faint blush erupted from the side of your cheeks.

“I believe what you were saying, however, in this world, no one is capable of trusting what lies within the depths of the unknown. People are too afraid of what they’ll discover. So it’s best for them to stay put in the safe zone, and you shall do the same.”

𝐈𝐕.

“My, aren’t you rather bit close to the line? Does not matter, what matter is~ What does a youngling like you doing at the Grand Narukami Shrine at this hour? Aren’t your family or friends would be worried sick when they found out about your little escapade, hm?” 

The self-proclaimed head priestess, Yae Miko, was circling your seated form with opulent eyes that resembles a fox, or in Inazuma’s dialect, Kitsune. Her salmon-pink hair flittered through the breeze. Her figure is radiating dominance and voluptuousness—a sense that overwhelms you, and you scooted an inch, but your back was met with a block of cold concrete.

Miko grinned as she took slow steps toward you. “Don’t fret, kit. This vixen doesn’t bite, at least, on some occasions.”

𝐕.

Falling from a well wasn’t your ideal trip to the Kamisato Estate. Everything went fast, and you were unaware of an ominous presence lingering about, which then pushed you into your unfortunate situation. Attempting to climb out of the worn well, you fell back again. Slipper walls are stopping you to reach the top, thinking of ways to get out, you heard the voice you’ve heard from Chinju forest.

“Curiosity killed a cat, but the satisfaction brought it back.” 

Casting upward, you saw the boy earlier, who saved you from the horde of electro cicin insects. His frown from earlier was twitching into a sly grin. His indigo eyes glowed under the moonlight. 

“Who knew we met again, with you in an unfortunate position, as usual? First, are the hordes of insects. And now, you fell into a sewer-smelled well. Tell me, do you perhaps attract inauspicious circumstances, if it does? I couldn’t help but laugh at your misery.”

(づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡ ┊ @raideneiari ・@cynzcir・@louise-rosita-leroux┊{ send ask if you wish to be tag : OPEN } 

ˢᵖⁱʳⁱᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ: Hope you guys enjoyed this teaser of the upcoming fanfic series: Wanderer-San of Inazuma❣️ Inspired by! Toilet Bound of Hanako-kun. STAY TUNED, seelies ໒(⊙ᴗ⊙)७✎▤ 

[thediamondgirl17]

Calling Out The Archon's Real Name During Sex HC

Ummm....I don't really write headcannons, and this will probably be the first one I do so, I hope you guys enjoy!

18+ Below the cutline! Minors DNI!

Also I'll only being doing Zhongli and Venti, only because I haven't finished Inazuma's story quest yet!

Venti:

* Venti is just so fucking cute! (And quite mischievous)

* So when it actually happens he is taken aback a little-

* He told you he prefers the name Venti

* But even though the name you spoke was one he never really wanted anyone to know he was-

* He couldn't help the smirk that just rose to his lips

* Ego boosted like 10000000%

* He won't let it go either

* Poor Y/n

* It was just a slip up

* Prepare to be teased for practically the rest of your life!

Everything in the room was so hot, the fire burning in the fireplace made it so much more worse than you could have imagined. His finger's against your skin were light and airy, however every spot they touched heated up like fire on your skin. Goosebumps trailed up and down your body from it.

Looking at the Archon now, his lips were parted and his eyes were lidded. A relaxed look covered his whole face, except for the furrowing of his eyebrows. You were currently straddling him, your hips gliding back and forth on his cock with his hands guiding you, or even helping when you were running out of stamina.

However, your hips began to move faster, faltering a bit. The mischievous bard new exactly what that meant.

"Are you close my dear~?" He asked leaning forward a bit to whisper the words into your ear as if they were sacred secrets.

"m-mhm...," Was really all the response you could give. Your mind was clouded with lust and the pleasure that was soon building up inside you.

"And wh-who may I asked is making you feel so nice?" He inquired, teasingly, however there was no mistaking the faltered lustful tone he held either.

"Y-you...I-it's you....," You mumbled moving your hips faster, chasing the high you so desperately wanted.

With a slight chuckle at your desperate reply to his question, he pushed you backwards, gently enough so you back would land on the mattress below. After that his hands slid up to your leg's, pressing them upwards a bit into like a half mating press. And swiftly the archon fucked you, deeper and faster than he had before.

"B-barbatos!" You cried covering your eyes with your arm from how good it felt.

"Huh?" The bard faltered in his movements as he looked down at your figure, chest heaving and legs trembling. "Barbatos?" He questions with his eyes growing thinner.

"O-oh my gosh...Venti I'm so sorry...!" You said looking up at him, fearing you had done the worst.

"So you want me to play god?" A small smirk appeared on his lips before his ruthless pace started once again. "Then let's play god~, I expect to be worshipped tonight~,"

Zhongli

* This man just stops-

* Like dead ass stops for a few minutes just looking at you

* He secretly likes it, don't get him wrong

* He's just surprised that you actually said his name

* But he likes the way "Morax" drips past your lips

* Maybe a little too much

"M-morax! S-Slow down!" You cried with your legs wrapped around him. Currently had had your back up against the wall and was pounding into you from below. That strong bastard.

Zhongli stops what he's doing and just looks at you. It's really quiet for a few minutes before you speak again.

"I-I'm sorry...It just slipped out." You mumbled and looked away from him, a bit in guilt knowing how much pain and suffering was behind that name.

"I really do despise that name now." He said leaning forward to kiss the shell of your ear, and whispering softly. "However, when you're moaning it, I don't see a problem. So be loud, and maybe the great Rex Lapis will hear you~," He teased and quickly set the same pace as before.

You could swear you felt the ground below you rumble each time you moaned out his name in pleasure. Your hunch about the ground rumbling was correct, a lot of people in Liyue the next day were shaken up from it, claiming that Rex Lapis had somehow returned and was angry.

You knew better though. Turns out the stone cold god of contracts was just horny!

(Oh my Goodness! You opened the other cut just for me? I think you deserve a bit of a reward! Maybe another hc?...Maybe with a popular character who is not an archon but has many names as well? Can you guess who it is?)

Childe

* He knows you know his real name

* He is the one who told you

* But you still call him Tartaglia or Childe

* So he only ever hears his real name when you're angry

* Sly bastard

* Will make you repeat it over, and over, and over, and over

* He will be so smug about your 'slip-up'

* Won't let it go for a while and will only respond to Ajax for the next few days

* It's all just to tease you ;)

"F-Fuhck!" You whiled and sat up a bit straighter from the feeling. Tartaglia was working on paperwork when you walked into his little office to say hello, well one thing lead to another and...

You now were currently sitting on his lap, your back pressed against his chest, and his fingers were caressing your folds with vigor. Not only that but he wasn't really paying attention to the whole situation either, he was reading what was on the papers!

However, it was quite clear to you that this was getting to him because of the thing poking your inner thigh in his lap.

"Shhh...I'm trying to read." He would say, unable to keep a playful smirk from spreading across his face.

"P-Please...," You whined and leaned your head back against his shoulder, turning it a bit to look up at him. Oh how Mr. Tartaglia's superiority complex took over in that split second you're eyes met.

"Oh? Can my poor baby not cum without my help?" He asked, flicking his fingers faster against your clit. Your mouth opened and a choked sound erupted from your throat.

"A-ah!" You yelped and your legs began to quiver under his touch. "A-Ajax!" You called as your back arched, and a released wave of pleasure washed over your body.

"Ajax?" Tartaglia said, leaning forward and smirking. "Ajax? You never call me that." He said in a low tone, his face now next to your ear. "Say it again~,"

You know what happened after that ;)

[cloudedcreams]

★ VENTI, KAEYA, CHILDE

what were you doing?

staring into his eyes, a stupid grin on your face and smiling as the feeling of opia surged throughout you. just how much of a fool did you become around him?

as you held your hands together, eyes twinkling through the moonlight there was a moment of clarity that reached you. smiling once more at the sudden epiphany, this was where you belonged. you were finally home.

overwhelmed by emotions, you couldn’t speak. and yet you one you didn’t need to, the soft look in his eyes told you that. and whether or not you were to have turned around, even the blind would have been able to see the smile he gave you.

so this was love, was it? leaning your head back, silently rejoicing at the knowledge of reciprocating, comforted by even just the look he gave you, this was love? you couldn’t look at him now, turning around as heart surrounded your cheeks. but once again, you didn’t need to. he would always understand.

the unimportant was forgetten here. former stress, the building up of things you couldn’t control, focusing on how slow reality moved, knowing time for things was running out. it didn’t matter here, it didn’t exist. how could you focus on something that could cause you a frown when the light of your life was right in front of you.

he let out a small laugh from besides you. his shoulders slightly shaking as the sounds of delight exit his mouth. your favourite sound, leaving the mouth of the person you’ve always desired.

you’re not sure what he’s laughing at. you build up the strength to look at him, meeting those oh-so-entrancing eyes of his as he counties to lightly chuckle.

‘ my my, who knew such a night could be enjoyed in silence. “ he says. you nod at him, failing to trust yourself with words. you could swear that the light in his eyes were stars, and still doubt the unbelievable fact that they weren’t even when proved wrong.

you laid your head onto his shoulder. he let it rest there tracing words and shapes onto your hand as you continued to lie there. so this was love.

[ranhaitanisgf]

;; 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖊

otherwise read as: you’re working late and scaramouche is annoyed.

❧ masterlist

The scratching sound of your pen against parchment was the only sound that could be heard in the dead of the night, hastily scribbling away as your eyes scanned over the documents. The words were starting to blur together, but you just blinked and sighed, continuing to look over everything.

Paperwork was a lengthy process, and especially with the Fatui, who for some reason have an ungodly amount of paperwork. For a group that is so hellish and uncooperative, the amount of just paperwork was absolutely ridiculous.

The sound of your door creaking alerted you, but you relaxed when you noticed the figure walking in.

"Working this late..." Scaramouche muttered, closing the door behind him. He discarded his hat, carefully setting it down on a nearby table before walking over to you, picking up some of the papers and sifting through them.

"This is all bullshit, just leave it." He tossed the papers back on the desk, and you sighed at him, taking the papers back and resuming your work.

"Hey, didn't I say to leave it? It's late, so just go to bed." You hummed, not really paying attention to his words. Did you want to leave the work? Absolutely. Would your ass get beat for it? Absolutely.

"You're such a nuisance sometimes, you know that?" You nodded absentmindedly, flipping over the document and stamping it, reaching for the next one.

Your fingers barely brushed against the paper before you felt a gentle yet firm hold around your wrist, keeping you from moving on with the work. You huffed, trying to move your wrist, but he kept his grip on you.

"Scaramouche, I'd rather not get my ass beat so just go to bed and I'll be there soon-" The warm feeling of his lips against yours cut off your words, and you could feel his other hand at the back of your head, pushing you closer to him. You pulled away after a few moments, and he smirked at you as you sent a small glare his way.

"Stop distracting me, I really need to get this done." The smirk on his face was wiped off and replaced with a disapproving look.

"You do realize it's 4 in the morning, right? Actually, don't answer that, let's go." The hand on your wrist pulled you up from your chair, making you stumble a bit.

"Hey! I need to-"

"Shhh..." He kneeled down, and for a moment you were confused, until-

"W-WOAH, PUT ME DOWN!" He wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you from falling before leaving your office, making his way towards your shared bedroom.

"H-Hey, is this really necessary!? You don't need to carry me like a sack of potatoes." He clicked his tongue at your words, opening the door and tossing you on the bed before shutting it.

A sigh slipped through your lips. You weren't really escaping now, so you climbed under the covers as a sudden wave of fatigue washed over you.

His arm circled around your waist, pulling you into his chest as his face was buried in the crook of your neck. You could barely stay awake, hanging on by just a thread.

"I forgot how much you liked cuddling Scara." And yet, you were still conscious enough to tease him.

"Shut up and go to sleep idiot." You hummed, your heavy eyelids finally closing after the long day of work.

"Love you..."

[kazuhasmaid]

Hi!! Id really love some cute gorou fluff. Like he is HEAD OVER HEALS for you but has been away a lot because of all the war going on. But when the war is over and you two can have a reunion UT WOULD BE SO CUTE. like his tail would be wagginf and ect. I'd rlly love it!! <33

gorou comes home ♡

gorou x reader

word count: 922

genre: fluff

a/n: THIS IS OVERDUE AND IM SO SORRY, i thought i could write this when gorou comes and when i have the opportunity to learn more about him through his voice lines but i just found out he's coming in december. DECEMBER.

OKAY so as we know, gorou i mean- GENERAL GOROU is usually at the front lines defending, off the fatui, or some other trouble that threatens the safety of watatsumi island and its residents.

that being said all the war between the resistance against the vision hunt decree that has been going on, has caused the two of you to barely see each other, and with the hunt decree that loomed- it didn't seem like, coming home to you every day was going to be possible for gorou, much to his dismay.

you stare at the wall of the shared home, boring holes into it or the clock, ticking for who knows how long, and once deciding you'd like to take refreshing air outside for the sake of keeping yourself busy, you take your basket to go shopping and trading along with the merchants that traveled along, maybe whip up a dish for dinner.

you approach closer to the gathered people of watatsumi only to overhear that- oh. oh?!!! WHAT'S THIS? THE HUNT DECREE IS OVER? OH???

PLEASE- you couldn't even process this as the only thought in your mind was how you were hoping to see gorou soon, but as you thought further, as he is the general, matters at hand, helping out after the events is a must as part of his duties. you sigh happily, out of content and desperation, oh how you miss him.

though the news has definitely made your day brighter, going about your day, more relieved that your significant other was safe, sound, and would soon be with you once again.

-

as you placed toppings on your dish, you stood back, trying to see if the appearance of the food was appetizing, or the aroma of the homely specialty that gorou seemed to love so much that you had once packed him the same dish for a week straight. it even came to a point where you had to necessarily suspend him from this dish for a while cause he was getting sick from the food and it wasn't gonna be healthy if he didn't keep his diet well balanced for a very active one like him. he did sulk a bit about it for a minute but he just went on about it but he would continually tell you that he's not begging but rather asking you to make some of your specialty for about 7352829352 times once again.

taking chopsticks to your hand, your attempt to your first bite was interrupted with a burst of the door, to see gorou home.

BRO HELP ME YOU LITERALLY SPRINTED ACROSS THE HALL, SLIPPING ALONG THE WOODEN FLOORS I CANT- GOROU WAS SO WORRIED, THE LOOK ON HIS FACE WENT FROM HAPPILY SMILING TO BEING VERY CONCERNED AS HE MADE HIS WAY TO YOU MEETING EACH OTHER HALFWAY HE DIDN'T EXPECT THAT HE WAS GONNA BE WORRIED RATHER THAN ALL SMILES 😭

aHEM-

anyways, after he thoroughly inspected you, making sure his beloved isn't hurt, he just..

he pulls back from you, his eyebrows furrowed, hands gripped onto your shoulders, as his eyes lock onto yours and soften, burying his head into the crook of your head, arms relaxing as he takes in your scent, that he faces the reality that he's finally home with you.

he leans back to the point that you two end up falling onto the couch as he holds you close and smothers you in kisses around your forehead, your cheek, your lips, your jaw, your neck, and your shoulders.

tail wagging quite literally.

"i missed you so much-

day and night i was so occupied i never got the time to write back to you, and i apologize for that, I PROMISE THAT ILL MAKE UP THE TIME LOST, i swear!"

"gorou, it's fine! i understand how important you are and all your good deeds and hard work paid off to this very outcome, i'm just so glad to be with you again.." you reassure him, taking your hand in his.

"i miss having you in my arms like this.. you know, i had to see other inazuman couples like this?? and it made me realize just how lonely i am without you, or whenever i was roaming to patrol, id look to my side, forgetting you weren't with me, but that's what kept as a reminder to me, that working hard for the safety and the resistance will make this place a safer one, not just for others but for you, a place where we can be safe, free and live peacefully. now that the resistance's objective is achieved, the work has lessened and that means having more time with you, a win-win, is it not?" he says, kissing the top of your nose.

he hugs you once more, placing kisses around your shoulder,

and once he's settled, he puts his face next to yours,

"wait. ..i smell my favorite food..?????"

his head perks up to the dinner table to see it ready for two people.

he holds your hand, leading you to the dinner table with him, holding your chair out for you.

gorou notices that the cutlery around was only for one person. and with this, he intends to grab one more set-

that was until you held him back, a faint blush present on your cheeks and suggested, "what if i fed you instead?"

"w...wait- WAIT??? like... spoonfeed me??????"

mans was about to die.

goodluck spoonfeeding a blushy, adorable gorou at your hands.

he might've spilled some of it but hey y'all got to take a bubble bath together right after.

©kazuhasmaid please do not copy, paste or repost. plagiarizing or republishing in a different language will not be tolerated.

[kkoulogies]

“ A LITTLE WHILE LONGER . “

︶꒦︶︶ ॱ ꔛ ꒰XIAO꒱ “ a little while longer , my love . “  ︶꒦︶︶ ॱ ꔛ ꒰SUGGESTED MUSIC꒱ ; https://open.spotify.com/track/1VcOWKCKiWShO8Gs3YRVvP?si=f589db8d85004d66 ︶꒦︶︶ ॱ ꔛ ꒰WARNINGS꒱ ; death .

                       it was as clear as day to him , your body had stopped moving , you had stopped breathing . he questions why this world had to take even you away from him . he couldnt cry , he couldnt scream . he didnt know what else to do . he only held you close , or what remained at least .

                                         "so , i have lost you too , huh ..."                                        he says , his voice low and hushed .

                  xiao's fingers traced your features mindlessly , his heart tearing apart more and more in doing so . he would do anything and everything to hear your voice again , to hear you laugh again - to just see you alive . he would give anything , no matter what the price is , he will pay just to have you next to him again .

                                        "what will i do now , with out you?"

            he places a soft kiss on your forehead , as a sign of acknowledging your time to rest . he just stares , continuing to trace every part of your face , he shows a sad smile , and opens his mouth ,

                                                         "wait for me ."

[limeshcs]

Xiao kissing Hcs

warnings: fluff, very light mentions of biting, sfw

-Although Xiao has lived for a long time, I assume he‘s never paid attention to couples. So he’d talk to you more than other people, and share thoughts he usually wouldnt. This is his idea of being in a “intimate“ relationship with someone.

-So it never really occurred to him to be touchy with you, let alone kiss you.

-Though if your love language is physical touch it might startle him at first, but as long as you communicate with him I think he’d get used to it. Still flustered as could be though

-Always ask for Xiao’s consent beforehand, you may even have to explain the idea of kissing and why you’d like to try it with him. He’d probably think it over and eventually indulge you

-After your first kiss it’s all downhill from there

-Suddenly it’s become very high on his list of things he enjoys. Though he wont admit it. & very rarely will he ask for a kiss. His way of “asking” is to either stare at you, or come very close to your face and wait for you to initiate.

-Kissing for Xiao, is something that I think he treasures because he’ll make this own understanding of what it is. It’s something that makes you vulnerable, and yet you trust him enough to allow him to be so close with you. That alone warms his heart

-Forgets to let you breathe. Gets too caught up in the moment, afterall time in an adeptus‘s mind is much different than in a human‘s.

-He’d never ever in a million years kiss you in public. It’s such a intimate thing to him that it’s only a moment meant for the two of you.

-Xiao definitely doesnt know where to put his hands. So will probably mirror your hand placement. If you tell him he’s allowed to hold your waist or place a hand on your thigh, he’ll ask multiple times if you’re really sure it’s okay.

-Though once he’s sure you‘re comfortable, his hands are usually on your neck, and thigh.

-Same way for kissing, probably mirrors whatever you do. However goes a little farther, such as a little biting here and there. Mainly on the lower lip. Comes from his learned harsh nature.

-Rarely ever, if never becomes handsy. It��d be like trying to untrain 2,000 (?) years of being isolated. & Loads of time reassuring him that it’s okay to be touchy with you.

-If you’re a prankster it’s your lucky day. Xiao is nearly impossible to catch off guard. However when it comes to kissing that’s a different story, especially if you havent initiated this act for very long. Because in Xiao’s mind there is such no ideas of when kissing is appropriate. It’s just “whenever it happens“.

-He’s left completely caught off guard when you wake up and kiss him immediately, or kiss him before leaving at night. Flustered & caught up in paradise is the only way to describe his face in this moment.

-Xiao eventually will become very reliant on you for emotional support. Thought that doesn’t always mean he’s looking for a kiss after fighting all night and coming home littered with cuts and bruises. Sometimes he’d rather lay in your arms without saying word.

-If you sit him down and bandage his wounds, and kiss his small cuts and bruises after explaining it “makes them better”. He’ll remember that moment for the rest of his life.

-Though he’ll argue that “Makes no sense, kisses have no healing power.” But as the same time he seems to be eating his words when his usual pain seems to lessen significantly. Another act that earns you the pleasure of seeing his flustered face.

-Even if Xiao doesn’t initiate kisses very often he’ll never reject one from you. That act to him would mean rejecting your love as a whole, because it’s such a vulnerable moment in his mind. Never something he would so easily ignore coming from you.

-Also because he’s rarely ever not in the mood for kisses. So he expects you to initiate it at least once a day, or he feels like he‘ll die of a heart attack after being so deprived.

-Extra points if you kiss him more than just on the lips, he’ll swear it’s “childish and pointless“ when you pepper kisses all over his face. But when he melts in your touch you know that couldnt be more of a lie.

-Especially partial to ones on the forehead, nose, and eyelids. Though he expects those to be paired with a kiss on lips, if not he’ll pout ”without being obvious about it”. Which is every painfully bit obvious

[toxicramune]

| Butterflies | 

Dainsleif x GnReader Fluff!

Summary ; A confession !

Butterflies are such beautiful creatures. The mixtures of colors and patterns under their wings, it's quite something, isn't it? But alas, butterflies can't see their own beauty. They live their life peacefully without knowing how much complexion they bring into our grey world.

Dainsleif was always a hard rock to crack. When you first met him, your relationship was as murky as a muddy puddle. To say the least, it was very interesting.

It felt like he knew you inside out from the start. Not in the lovey-dovey way, he just knew certain facts about you that you swore you never told anyone. At the start, it was kind of weird but you got used to it and accepted his omniscient ways. You never questioned him about it.

Over a long period of time, your friendship finally started developing. Dainsleif never really opened up to you much but you started noticing the small details about him, things like how when he smiles he has a dimple on his left cheek but not his right. How smells like pinecones mixed with some Mondstadt delicacies and his small sweet gestures. He would always bring you things that reminded him of you.

Inevitably, you would end up falling for him. These feelings terrified you, imagining all the work you've put into this relationship just tumbling like a ball sitting on top of a steep hill.

Eventually, after a few months, you worked up the courage to tell him.

"Dainsleif" You sweated nervously. Your heart was pounding and you were basically shaking in your boots. You watch as he stares at the swarm of clouded sulphur butterflies. Their light green and brown colors blending in with their surroundings.

Nature was quite beautiful with him. It seems like your lack of awareness just disappears when with him. You start noticing the little things in nature. The beehive filled with golden honey you passed by while walking up this hill or the sweet flower's smell of sugar.

"Yes, Y/n?" You gulped and avoided his eye contact. Dainsleif always seemed to make eye contact while talking. When he talks, he has this serious tone in his voice. When he makes "jokes" his monotone voice is hilarious to you. You don't comment on it but he did consider becoming a comedian in Mondstadt just because of your reactions.

"I've got something important to tell you-" It surprised you that you haven't stuttered even once in this situation. Sentences that spill out of your mouth usually are all jumbled and mixed up.

"Go ahead. I'm here and listening." You took a deep breath and swallowed the hitch in your throat deciding to just get it over with.

"I- uh- I think I may be in love with you. haha.. insane right-?" The silence heard after your sentence was deafening. The monarch butterflies seemed to have flown somewhere else as you finally bring your eyes up to meet Dainsleif's.

A small smile made its way onto his lips. It felt like he was mocking you but realizing he's not the type to act like that, you relax your tense shoulders.

"That's quite lovely, isn't it? I'm glad to say that your feelings are reciprocated." A smile tugs at your lips, you adore the way he speaks. Always elaborating and using elegant words.

A sigh of relief rolls off your tongue as he walks towards you. The time spent with you also affected him. He noticed how you scratch your neck when you're in a tough situation, how the way your hands seem to get sweaty when your focusing or how clumsy you seem to be, how you try to make jokes even in nerve-wracking conditions.

The sound of Dainsleif's footsteps make an imprint in your brain as he continues his way over to you. He brings his hands up to your cheeks and cups them. Forcing you to make eye contact with him. You could swear you're heart was running a marathon because of how fast it was beating.

"I adore you, darling."

You'll probably never know how many new shades of color you bring into his life. Your stubbornness, your feelings, your everything. He treasured it all. All the sweet surprises from you lit up his day, like monarch butterflies in a grey world.

[milylouel]

i know I said I wouldn’t write for any fandom, but honestly, I feel tempted to do it, so I will leave some things I will consider writing for.

Bungo stray dogs.

Genshin Impact.

Mystic Me- I will not elaborate.

Currently these are the only things I’m writing for, I hope you all enjoy my future works!, I have so much in my mind.

[jeunies]

【ｃｏｆｆｅｅ　ｓｈｏｐ】

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[soloistschornicles]

⌗𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖀

〈 🥀 〉⏤ SYNOPSIS. You and your peers were anticipating the upcoming Hollow Fair, especially because one of your school's alumni was hosting a Haunted Maze, which many students, including your classmates, were eager to see. While exploring the Haunted hedges, you come face to face with someone you've been looking forward to seeing since the early hours.

♔. . .PAIRING. cyno x reader

♔. . .FORMAT. oneshot

♔. . .TAGS & WARNING. modernau_fluff

Watching the autumn leaves falling in soft grace upon the grass, you let yourself in a daze to distract yourself from reality, sighing as you do. You simply watch them tumble softly down to your feet, there’s an urge rushing through you to gather them to your hands and let the warm-colored leaves soar into the air but refrain from doing so.

You feel a tug at your sleeve and look up to see your red-haired friend, holding onto the books. Her expression is hesitant, but her voice was firm when she addressed you. “[Name], you have been sighing for hours, has something bothering you?”

“Nothing Nilou, I’m just missing…” You wished to say further but you felt your throat dry up and kept your voice in a hushed tone that Nilou interpret as an incoherent sentence.

Your mind had whirled around on an image of someone whose hair is white as snow, soft and nice to the touch. Who’s eyes are colored as the carmine’s flames, piercing through you like a wild and yet tamed animal. And whose touch is tender yet so strong, something you wished for a lover. 

The redhead tilted her head, a spring of confusion had splashed on her face upon seeing your tranced expression. “[Name], was there something you said?”

“Nothing! I was speaking from my thoughts.” Embarrassed perked up, you shook your head in denial. A sigh tint of pink hue had decorated your cheeks.

Nilou thought your reaction was adorable. She addressed you tenderly, giving you a soft rub on your shoulder to soften your current-tense muscles. “Then why not speak from the heart? I could tell it has been longing for a release.”

Those words from her made you lighten up from your downcast mood. You couldn’t help but let a string of chuckles escape your lips, slightly shaking your head in amusement. “Nilou, your observation skills are something rival to General Cyno…”

The name you had permitted to escape from your lips caught the attention of your friend, a tiny smirk make an appearance upon her charming feature. A small giggle was heard, accompanied by the soft breeze of Fall. Your eyes darted toward Nilou with a questioning gaze. “Ah, so Cyno has lingered your thoughts lately, hm?”

“I-“ The teasing words caused your cheeks to turn beet red. You turned away from her, hoping she wouldn’t see the flush of embarrassment on your face. It only served as fuel for her to continue teasing, and that in turn only seemed to spur you into hiding your blush deeper. “...guess so…”

“No room for one more?” The girl teased again. A hint of playfulness laced her tone as if daring you to deny it. You lifted your head up, turning back towards Nilou. She was smiling brightly as she watched you intently. To which you only replied with a puff of cheeks. “Nilou, since when were you such a tease.” “Hehe, can’t help it.” She said before putting her jest aside. “But seriously, had he done anything to you lately? Other than running in your mind?”

“Well, he has been acting strange ever since last night. Like; He saw my texts but didn’t reply, he missed our daily walks to school, and he went incognito throughout the day. What’s going on with him lately, was he sick?” Stopping your rant, your eyes caught a glimpse of Nilou who was listening to your rants and was caught in a deep of thought. “Am I being overreacting for the simplest of things?”

She softly shook her head, creating a beautiful wave with her red silken hair. “I do not entitle that as a hysterical reaction, you’re simply concerned for someone’s behavior. Your best friend and your lover, if I may add.” The last part was emphasized with a smile. “If anything, he probably got some work that he needs to catch up in a bit.” Nilou shrugged, “I mean you know how hectic work is these days.”

The two of you stood quietly at each other as they fall silent until Nilou spoke up again. “Besides, isn’t he always busy nowadays? His responsibility as a General Mahamatra has become more demanding lately, I’ve been noticing how many scholars had broken some of the sector's regulations.”

She sighed as she remembered the many arguments between Mahamatra and a few defiant scholars regarding their heinous deeds. You nodded slowly. It was usual for him to not neglect his own responsibilities to do his duty, but this time he seemed extra stressed than usual, and you can't be helped but be concerned about it.

“Hey,” Nilou said suddenly. “How about we go get some ice cream during the Hollow’s Eve Fair? We still have time right?” Her blue eyes sparkled happily upon your response as she waited patiently for your answer. It was always fun to spend time with Nilou, both in the classroom and outside of it. You smiled softly as you nodded your head in affirmation. “Of course! But what flavor should we get? I have a hard time choosing.”

At the mention of ice cream you noticed Nilou’s eyes widen in surprise. She chuckled lightly as her hand shot out and grabbed your own, clasping it firmly within hers. “Let’s go, before it runs out⏤Oh wait, we should invite some of our friends, as well. Do you think Dehya likes rocky road flavor?”

⏤🥀⏤

In the prior episode, you and Nilou are enjoying the pleasant flavor of the ice cream that you purchased earlier along with your friends, consisting of Dehya, Candace, Tighnari, and Collei. Sadly, Al Haitham and Kaveh are busy…with some things that I’m not going to elaborate on.  Suffice to say, the rest of the group is excited to partake in what they wanted to do for the Hollow’s Eve Fair. 

As midnight approached, the fair's plethora of color lights shone brightly for tourists and passersby to admire. As rides, attractions, and stalls inlaid upon your stunned reactions, dazzling lights flash, and flicker. The bright and festive glow that had been present had not faded, but it appeared as if time had been slowed; it was like a dreamy world with nothing but colors, sounds, and people to see. 

In the corner of your eye, you spotted a cute stall that sells cute plushies but the one that caught your eyes is the dark-purple-colored jackal with it’s red eyes glimmering under the light. The plushie awfully remind you of someone.

“[Name]..! Over here, let’s go.” Snapping yourself from a trance, you followed your group of friends to the exciting attraction that every students were gossiping about.

You are now all at the entrance to the infamous Haunted Maze. You're all pretty excited, too, although you were quite nervous about the jump scares to come.

In fact, the very idea of such a place as this has scared everyone away, even though most people would find it intriguing. Not you though; no way. So, you’re all gathered around the ticket booth, waiting for it to open up so that everyone can purchase the tickets.

After purchasing the tickets, all of you stepped into a peculiar scenery within the tall green hedges. With realistic decorations attached to set up the ambiance, you almost felt like you were investigating an abandoned cemetery with mazes. You nearly jumped at Dehya’s exciting remark, breaking the eerie silence that once lingers.

“This is what I called “pay attention to the details”. This is better be good, I bet my 20 mora that Nilou is going to scream first.”

“Hey, don’t place bets on me.”

“Should we split up for a better experience?” Tighnari had suggested that gained everyone’s attention. His suggestion caused you to laugh lightly before replying back to him. “I think it sounds fun, actually! We can split up into groups and see what we see.”

Agreed, he and Collei went to the right path of the maze with Candace trailing behind them. While she left Dehya in charge of you and Nilou, and proceed in the opposite direction where the others went. And so, the scaring feast begins.

All of you take the first turn down the left path, passing a number of interesting items while trying not to make any noise. The sound of metal against stone echoed through the air from the numerous traps placed throughout the pathway. You tried to remain calm and not let your fear show as you passed each of the traps.

It didn’t take long for your group to start feeling creeped out when you found yourselves in another maze. There was a small trail of light emitting from the pathway in front of you and it led to another dead end. 

“Well, that was weird. Maybe it’s not that bad.” Nilou commented, trying to reassure her friends. You and Dehya hummed in agreement, but deep down, you knew that she was just trying to make you feel better. However, as the three of you continued forward, you noticed something crawling underneath.

A fog. It must have been an illusion of your eyes, seeing things that weren’t there. That’s probably why you guys felt so unnerved about the entire thing. But then again, the cold gentle air touching your feet is living proof. Before addressing your friends about this matter, your perception has been coated with the fog that soon amplifies.

“Uh-guys..! Where are you?”

“Ugh, can’t see with this.”

Nilou and Dehya, their voice seems so near yet so far. Your senses heightened and all you could sense were faint whispers coming from every direction, the fog being the center of everything. As you try and locate the two women, you stumble upon a large opening, the ground underneath your feet disappears and a dark abyss greeted you with a loud thud. You’re terrified, you never liked these kinds of happenings and this definitely wasn’t helping.

“Nilou!! Dehya!!” Your voice sounded distant compared to what you expected it to sound like. Before you could lose your voice from screaming for your friends, someone encircled their arms around your waist. A hot breath ghosted over your ear. 

“Found you.”

*SMACK*

⏤🥀⏤

Slowly and softly dabbing the cold compress to the apparent red mark on his cheek, he crossed his arms and let non-audible sounds slip his lips. Still irked by his previous stunt, you intentionally press the col compress slightly harder making him wince. “Next time, don’t scare me like that, Cy. Or else your cheeks won’t be the only thing to get smacked.”

He was quiet for a moment until you heard the sound of his feet moving closer towards you before he spoke up once more, voice just above a whisper, “I know. I’m sorry.” 

He took in a deep breath then looked up at you again with a serious expression, “It won’t happen again, [Name].” 

You gave an affirmative nod and smiled down at him as you began to pack away the supplies you had brought from the infirmary and stood from where you had been sitting on the floor next to him. Casting your gaze toward him, you notice that Cyno appears brittle, and you also notice a dark purple plush on his hand.

"Hey, I got this...for you," he says, revealing a stuffed plushie. But it's not just any stuffed toy; it's the plushie you've been eyeing since you and your friends entered the fair; you didn't have time because the majority of you wanted to try the Haunted Maze first, but now Cyno has given you the plush you've always sought.

Your eyes sparkled as you reached out to touch the soft fabric and pulled it closer, you were speechless and couldn’t find words as you stared into his eyes with a grateful smile.

You hadn’t noticed him standing up from his spot and had taken too long to reply to his words, but when you did look back up he gave you a shy smile. His hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie and a blush dusted across his face as he averts his eyes to look anywhere else but directly into yours.

“I know this won’t condone my lack of presence, and I-“

“Cyno, I know how hectic your schedule is, and I…understand, I do. But please spare me some moments with you, I missed you, you know?" A gentle and pleading tone only made Cyno's knees tremble from such a tender inflection from his dearest. But can't help but let a mischievous grin crawl into his feature. 

"I've been gone for like half a day and all of a sudden you missed me?"

You cut him off before you quickly lean forward and give him a light kiss on the cheek and a smile. His blush turned deeper and his eyes widened slightly before they finally meet yours, the blush still present on his face but slowly fading away. He gave you a small grin before pulling you in for another quick kiss on the forehead.

As both of your smiles grew into genuine grins, you let out a content sigh, “It’s okay, Cy, I just want to spend time with you. That’s all I really care about anyway." You turn to grab your backpack and begin heading back towards the exit of the infirmary with Cyno right behind you. As he walked beside you with his hand brushing against yours, he gave you a small, loving smile.

He felt his heart flutter every time he caught you stealing glances his way; he knew he could never have enough of your affection, especially if it meant getting to spend time with you like this.

“What should we do now? The maze is closing in 20 minutes, the others still probably finishing the maze soon.”

“Well we probably shouldn’t wander around aimlessly and we could meet up with the other, I guess we could see the other attractions. In the meantime”

“But why we would go there when the main attraction is right here~”

“CYNO!”

Spirit's Note: My first fic, hope you enjoyed it!

[sailor-sun-18]

GENSHIN IMPACT - CARNIVAL SPECIAL

Genre: Fluff

Character: VENTI

CORIANDOLI DI CARNEVALE

Bells rang, their music echoed between the streets. Colourful confetti fell, slowly dancing with each other, sharing their joy with playful whispers of wind. 

[e-c] eyes marvelled at the sight of beautiful masks and gowns, finely decorated with threads of silver and gold. Delicate masks were carved in solemn and joyous expressions.

Small confetti fell on your nose, you sneezed and gently rubbed it.

Women whose body was adorned by fine dresses walked in front of you, soft words and laugh escaping from their lips, covered by their feathery fans. You straightened your back and fixed all the creases of your old clothes. When you made sure you were out of their line of sight, you curved you shoulders, mind wishing you had those kinds of robes. It wasn’t as if you had none fitted for special occasions, but your family had never been so rich. Carnival garments were expensive and the pay given by the cultivation of wheat could only get to a certain point and that was daily needs. So, a white blouse and a long decorated gown/pair of trousers (which unfortunately were already stained) were the most you had. 

A gondola rode the docile waters belonging to one of the canals that bathed the city. Atop the painted wood, flower crowns shined under the sun, their petals open, showing their beauty to all passer-by. Drops and small bubbles formed in the calm ripples created by its movements. 

You face reflected on the water in a distorted funny image. With your hands, you pulled up the corners of you mouth in a wobbly smile, before giving soft taps to your cheeks. Eager for the parade, you smiled and headed towards the main Plaza, a light skip in your steps.

“Thank you” you said, giving a small squeeze to the new gold mask in your hands. You dark brown pouch of mora was light, you sighed, it was already so empty... well, at least you had enough money for a caramel apple. An exasperated sigh caught your attention, the blue haired girl at your side shook her wallet, but her beloved clinking sound was silent. You smiled sympathetically at her dejected look.

The Plaza was so crowded that you had almost lost your balance twice. Masks adorned the faces of those near you, keeping their identity unknown in bright and dark colours. You tightened the lace around yours. You couldn’t afford to lose it, if you did, you would have to leave the main square, the rules said so. During Carnival, identities were meant to be a secret, of course, there were always those who travelled in groups or couples. Nonetheless traditions were traditions.

Sweetness melted on your tongue, a smile found its way on you lips at the taste of the freshly baked caramel apple. The thought of your little adopted sister invaded your mind, you wondered where she was, for when you had entered the main tallest gates she had left you hand, in favour of searching for the boy who held her affections. You smiled amused, already knowing she wouldn’t say a word to him, her shy nature had never let her after all. Who knows, maybe she would surprise you, but you hoped not, as you liked pestering her and seeing her red face. 

A small yelp escaped your lips as someone collided with your back “Sorry!” and quickly got away, words formed on your tongue but stopped as soon as you realised your sight was clearer than before. You touched the area around your eyes, your mask was missing. Using your hands, you covered your face. Your gaze shifted from place to place, scrutinizing all the small copper coloured tiles, saying a quick ‘sorry’ everytime you bumped into someone.

The broken pieces of your ex-mask sat comfortably on your palms. The small fountain droplets behind you were loud. You watched the small pieces, hoping that somehow magic would fix them back into their place. You raised your hands, trying to observe them from all the possible prospectives. Angry steps moved from left to right, your feet carried you impatiently above the sun kissed stone.

You stopped, an idea in your head.

You just had to find a glue...

You plan was... more difficult than you had thought. The glue, lent by a shoemaker, barely held the golden pieces together. You mask had become a mosaic, at least it was artistic (in reality it was quite depressing). Incomprehensible noises left your vocal chords in broken angry monologues. Chin in the palm of your hand, you sat on the border of the small fountain, listening to the sound of water running quickly towards the ground, clouding the joy and cheer inside the Plaza. 

Small golden bells sang, jingling together with white pure pearls. A shadow was cast above you. You yelped as a white mask appeared in front of you. It was decorated with a dark green motive similar to that of a butterfly, a small teal gem was embedded between a pair of stylised wings at the top. 

“A ghost!”

The stranger moved their index finger from left to right and crossed their arms, light blue braids adorned with chains of pearls and bells bounced with the lateral movement of their head. They looked at your hand-made mosaic before pointing it and tilting the head to the side.

“I lost it and now it’s broken” you said. They hummed, understanding your words. You wondered why they didn’t speak, maybe they just didn’t want to, but their clothes were finely decorated with threads of silver and gold, the short jacket was opened in a long cloak that flew along with their movements. Perhaps they were a performer, during the festival a small group of people was chosen to perform above the highest stages of the floats, they were called performers, they weren’t allowed to speak so they wouldn’t reveal their identity nor show themselves in public, as their beautiful dresses would give their role away. In other words they were meant to wait in the shadows, until the light of the show would rain on them.

Strange hurried noises escaped behind the porcelain mask, the stranger suddenly dragged you behind a tall bush “Hey! Wha-” and put their finger in front of the green tinted lips. Hasty steps reached the small square, a girl with sand-coloured pigtails looked around, a small pout on her blue lips. Her blue and silver mask framed the bright cobalt of her eyes, veiled by a speck of worry. She sighed, her white gloved hands curved in loose fists over her heart. She circled around the fountain born from stone, her maid-like skirt followed her steps. She sighed once again, before going towards a narrow street. 

A silent breath of relief found its way on the stranger jade-tinted lips, they took you hand and wrote with the tip of their fingers, invisible ink created words and letters on your palm. 

‘Name’s V, what’s yours?’

“[y-n]”

‘Come- they wrote -let’s go inside’ and pointed towards a large street decorated with banners and confetti, feathers and pinwheels. You shook your head, “I can’t my mask is broken.” The skip in their steps stopped, the vacant eyes of the mask looked at your face, then at your mask. They repeated the action several times.

An emerald coloured mask proudly sat in your hands, reflecting the sunrays in small rainbows through small silver glitters. Hands on their hips, the stranger took a satisfied and proud pose, you swore that sparkling stars were dancing around them. 

Following V was difficult, they leaped from one stall to another like a dendro slime in the mood of bullying poor travelers, they reminded you of your little sister, when she was only a four-year-old child. V had told you (or more like had written you) that they had never been to the festival in broad daylight. You smiled, chest puffed out, filled with pride, you would be the best festival-guide in the world. After all, you knew Carnival like the back of you hand. Oh, it seemed like you had lost them, fortunately the jingling bells guided you towards them once more. 

Streamers exploded in long intertwined threads, carried by puffs of laughter. Colourful pinwheels petals, that hanged from the long wires between houses, followed the winds currents, slowly and fast, first on one side and then on the other. The winds of freedom breathed happily through the feathers of high headdresses.

You took a deep breath, sugary aromas filled your lungs, creating clouds of sweetness. You hummed, you could recognise the sweet scent of crostoli from miles away. You couldn't wait to eat one. The sound of bells distracted you from your sugary dream.

“Here you go, youngster!”

V bowed their head as a sign of thanks at the happy laughing bearded man, who shook him in a half embrace, beating their chest with a fist.

You smiled at the sight and was that beer-

A dejected braided stranger walked lethargically at your side, their head down in probably fake depression. Soft grumbling was heard beside you, who didn't believe them when they wrote how old they were. Maybe they should have wrote twenty instead of over two thousand.

V stiffened, a biting cold shiver ran down their spine. Playful winds whispered the coming of a certain red-head dressed by an aura of calm rage.

Trying to seem eager, they pulled your sleeves and pointed at a random point in the colourful crowd before running in that direction, leaving you in the dust, a dumb expression on your visage. “Hey- wait!”

White doves soared from the black cylinder, painting the sky in soft clouds of white. A round of applause surrounded the bowing magician, who moved his wand, flowers blossomed from its white tip. You smiled, even though you had seen those tricks several times, they never ceased to amaze you, the young stranger must had felt the same way as they continued to clap.

The golden bells of the cathedral sang, their melody echoing through the streets and canals, bringing hidden reminders concealed by strong notes. A bright teal firework blossomed in the azure sky, its flames following each other in intertwined dances. Excited words fell from porcelain masks "The performance will start soon." "Mum! The performance!" "How pretty..."

You smiled but soon became confused at the sight of V, who didn't seem to share your enthusiasm. Brown loafers tapped on sun-kissed tiles. 'Watch me?' they wrote on your hand, you nodded, confused. V raised their hands in a funny military salut. A skip marked their steps, the golden bells sound became distant.

Another firework bloomed, its pink colour reflected in your eyes. As all the pieces fell into their place you huffed, amused.

Colourful flames exploded in the sky, by uniting and by separating they blossomed in petals crowned by sunrays. Wisps of wind played in the air, running together in a messy game of tag. Trumpets and drums sang in the opening ceremony, where acrobats flew, carried by long ribbons, singers reached the highest notes and dances were led by swift steps. Confetti shined in the vibrant blue, candies and streamers were gifted to smiling children. Your eyes twinkled in amazement, [e-c] irises stopped at the sight of your little sister holding hands with Tom, a mischievous smile found its way on your lips. 

Playful whispers of wind tickled your ears. Golden bells jingled. Sparkling teal soared with emerald wind currents. The long forest cloak shined under the sun, gold threads glistened in small rainbows. Words of a carefully crafted story were accompanied by teal irises playfully half-closed. The porcelain white mask kissed by a butterfly was tied to a hat made of lace, feathers and cecilias. Notes flew free from the strings of a treasured lyre. Venti moved across the white stage, giving life to the characters’ gestures and voices. Deep blue searched through the crowd, looking for someone. Jade tinted lips tempted to form a pout as from the start of the ceremony he had yet to find you. His fingers brushed against the wrong note, which was soon covered by another one. Turning his head to the right, he masked a sigh of relief.

His chest filled with pride, as gazes watched filled with admiration. Confetti and streamers rained on him, bathing him in colourful specks, candies fell near his polished loafers and oh! They were apple flavoured. A shame that they weren’t wine flavoured, maybe he could ask Diluc for nice bottle of dandelion wine later.

“And then. The hero...” he sang, his story was already coming to an end and, soon, he would have to re-tell it from the start, but it was starting to bore him, perhaps he should tell another one. A new sets of notes emerged from his instrument, he turned his head around, but he couldn’t find you. Red, purple, pink and blue. Gold, silver, orange and grey, but no emerald. Maybe he should have told you to watch his show atop the walls, however, even those were crowded. 

As the winds carried the last words of his poem, he began preparing the chord for his next song. His throat was already becoming sore. Just one more... he thought, as his mind was already thinking about wine. A bright gleam of light blinded temporarily his sight, he rubbed his slightly irritated eyes. Curious, he searched for its source. 

Small rainbows reflected on silver glitter.

His eyes widened, as rich deep blue clashed with [e-c], his lips gave way to a smile.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky, freeing confetti above the wings of freedom.

*Gondola: a boat characteristic of Venice, led by a single oar.

*Crostoli: a typical carnival sweet.