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[anotherferalrat]

Continuing from this post here about Kaeya being left to deal with Crepus' funeral...

How do you think Kaeya felt at the wake? All his friends, coworkers as well as Crepus' closer business partners offer their condolences and he accepts them with a stiff smile, the start of him wearing the mask full-time.

At first, no one mentions it, but he can see it in their eyes as they talk. Where's Diluc? No one has seen him in a few days now. Those that are brave enough to bring it up are quick to talk shit about the missing heir, saying how unfair it is that he's not here and instead pushing it on the younger who isn't even bloodrelated. Kaeya has to try very hard not to lash out at these ignorant fools; also, in part because he feels like his place in Mondstadt is more precarious than ever. Now that his secret is no longer his own.

He's quick to assure them- with a slightly sharp smile- his brother (the words taste bitter in his mouth) is simply grieving in his own way on top of suddenly taking over the large business on his own, that he would join them if he could. It seems to placate them for now but he's not sure how long this will hold for another day, much less however long until the other reappears.

There's already rumors circulating that the other isn't even in Mondstadt anymore, having somehow made it to Sumeru in such a short amount of time. It's fitting really. When they were younger, Diluc had always been the faster one, never bothering to wait for Kaeya and his short legs. Why would things change now?

Just. U know... More fun things to think about :)))

[admiral-mason]

Ultra-Impact Part 3

Idea based on @valeriele3's Live Stream post.

Forgot to mention this in the last posts (I've edited in though), but reader is Gender Neutral (GN)

Warning: Violence and gore. Also Hakita saying things that he likely has never said.

0-2 0-3 << YOU ARE HERE 0-4

PRELUDE /// THIRD WEIGHT OF TWO WORLDS

TWO WORLDS ARE BINDED THROUGH A SINGULAR SCREEN.

A complete and utter destruction of the senses.

This is the best way to describe the current event: V1 blasting the absolute hell out of the 3AM Among Us Potion Knights of Favonius with his arsenal. Peeking from behind a rock at a distance, you watched V1 blast a swordsman Knight in the face with its shotgun before parrying an arrow from another and shooting him with the revolver.

It then proceeded to ground slam into a small group of them before knuckleblasting them, leaving nothing behind but guts and blood puddles on the floor (and you wincing silently). Then, Amber manages to land an arrow on V1; unfortunately, it harmlessly bounces right off and V1 turns its camera-like head right at her and swaps to its Sawn-On shotgun. As you slowly looked away, flesh squelching and bone breaking accompanied the outrider's screeching screams of agony.

In the head of the battle, you attempted to gather your thoughts and deal with the pain in the right arm thanks to Amber's arrow. Is this how it felt to witness Ultrakill in real life? You never expected weapons such as the Knuckleblaster and shotgun to create ear-piercing noise that no Earth weapon matched.

You also noticed how V1 never used any explosive damage; not even projectile boosts, despite its ease of accomplishment. In fact, its current actions force the Knights to focus on it and not you. Perhaps Teyvat sent it here to guard you in this Impostor SAGAU world. Your arrow pain dwindled quicker than normal too; probably another random little power gimmick.

However, your time to dwell on such thoughts ran out when noises best described in the onomatopoeia "BRRRRRRRTTT" followed by the sounds of penetrated flesh resounded in the air. Peeking over your rock, you witnessed V1 blast the last of the Knights including Kaeya with its nailgun.

Looking at the carnage V1 left in its wake, you noticed something bizarre.

Instead of laying limp, the blood and flesh of the dead knights began fading away into glowing red dust.

Much of [streaming platform] buffered and suffered an outage for a good couple of hours, with the cause of the sudden shutdown leaving even the site's administrators and management team fumbling in confusion.

Coincidentally, many users reported that their instances of the game Ultrakill suddenly crashed and refused to boot up afterward despite their computer and Steam page acting normally. Hakita put out an official statement regarding the matter:

"Okay, I will be real. I can't do anything to the game on my end either. I can't edit it, open any files, get assets, hell even all of my videos on my YouTube channel are missing without reason. So for now, all we have access to is this Discord server."

(Some people thought that he did this after a petition to reconstruct V2 exceeded twice its supporters)

A few people watching your stream coincidentally noted that it suddenly ended without explanation before [streaming platform] died.

The combination of these events spurred mass panic on the internet; Videos theorizing that some foreign nation or 'master hacker' committed a cyber attack to steal valuable information ran rampant on Instagram, Facebook, YouTube, you name it. Meanwhile, users on [streaming platform] took to platforms such as Reddit and Discord to share their perspectives on what happened, with a select few even touting that God had shut the sites down as a warning to humanity's current sins.

Thankfully, the anomalous instances reverted and disappeared in a few hours, except for your account on [streaming platform]. Instead of displaying your past streams, it simply displayed a single live stream:

THE FIRE IS LIT.

It bore a thumbnail shot of what appeared to be somewhere in Genshin, looking at a small camp with a tent, a campfire, and a pot boiling over said campfire. The chat slowly started with one or two messages before rapidly exploding with "what is this" or "what happened" responses or something along those lines. Then, two familiar figures showed up on-screen:

It was you and V1, and the latter carried you in a bridal style.

Of all the things you expected to do in life, having V1 bridal-style carrying you wasn't on the list. After it killed all the Knights of Favonius, it took your right arm and inspected the area injured by the arrow before swiftly pulling it out much to your discomfort.

After you gritted your teeth and grimaced in response to the sudden pain, V1 made a small dent in one of its arms allowing its blood to flow onto your wound. Miraculously, the blood let the injured area grow back and your pain rapidly dissipated leaving you both amazed and bewildered.

During this time, you noted how V1 managed to fit its three left arms all placed on its side; a sort of circular device connecting the arms to the torso allowed them to cycle between one another.

V1 then let you go and handed you a revolver; specifically, the regular Sharpshooter revolver. "For me?" You asked the supreme machine, pointing to yourself as you did so. It simply nodded in response and gestured for you to take it. You did and put the electric gun in your right pants pocket, hoping no misfires occur.

Once that happened, V1 suddenly scooped you into its arms before dash-jumping away with you deeper into the forest. Oddly enough, the smell of a soup or stew grew ever stronger the more distance you two covered in the woods. After a couple of minutes, V1 put you down at your destination.

The robot brought you to a campsite with an open campfire and a pot over said fire. It's safe to assume that the pot contained the soup or stew that currently emanates the smell. A crude tent seemingly stolen from an adventurer stood behind the fire.

The last noteworthy object in the area caught your attention: a black-and-white splotched Terminal. Located right next to the tent, the terminal displayed your Twitch chat on the left side and its main screen on the right. Once you stood in front of it, it printed out:

"GREETINGS, GODFATHER. PLEASE TAKE SOME TIME TO INTERACT WITH YOUR FOLLOWERS IN THE OTHER WORLD."

A camera then revealed itself above the screen and you knew what you had to do. Stepping in front of the camera, you waved. "Hello? Chat can you see me??"

And then, the floodgates busted wide open.

Adm!ra1-M4son: Oh my god GUYS OUR BOY'S ALIVE

johnifer: Holy shizzle drizzle crick crack he's fucking alive

valeriele3 donated $5.00: "Oh my god! Are you okay??"

"Yeah- I'm fine. Thanks for the donation by the way even if I have no idea how to use it right now..."

V1 then proceeded to make itself known as well. Moving you a bit to the side, it waved both of its hands seemingly eager to introduce you to your fans. The chat went wild again.

hiraya: omg is that V1??

LiNk29: Nah man bro got isekaid with the gopro...

BeeseChurger: SOMEONE SEND THIS TO HAKITA RIGHT THE FUCK NOW

Yuormethor: On it chief.

Simply put, this strange terminal allowed you to see your Twitch followers again, which was nice. V1 then left its spot in front of the terminal and checked on the pot. Sure enough, when you moved on over to it, there was a soup with radishes and tomatoes as its main ingredients. V1 likely got them from theft, but you didn't care- food is food after all.

The robot used a ladle in the pot to scoop some stew into a wooden bowl, which it then handed to you along with a spoon. Taking in its aroma, smells of radishes, tomatoes, and some mint filled your nose and you slowly took a small sip.

(A/N: Guess the soup.)

The soup's taste bore both a tart and sweet flavor, with a little bit of refreshment with some added mint. As you savor your first meal in Teyvat, your chat watches you do so.

kpfjillion: give me that fucking soup

XxcSHARPxX: Give this man peace for the Impostor SAGAU shit he's gonna come across lmfao

hiraya: he'll be fine! I'm sure of it.

After the fifth sip, you heard mechanical footsteps behind you before they stopped. You turned around and saw a familiar adversary V1 fought, and the two of you stared into each other's gaze.

"Well, nice to meet you in person, godfather."

V2.

Taglist: @valeriele3, @bunniotomia, @feetusdeletussthenyeetus

[chiara-hotel]

As Your Sibling

Characters: Ayaka + Ayato, Diluc, Childe, Wanderer/Scaramouche, Albedo + Klee, Qiqi & Diona

- You and Ayaka always go to festivals, (more like you force her since she doesn't get out much) - Ayato gives you weird stuff to try with Thoma - When the vision hunt decree hit, Ayaka and Ayato sent you away to Liyue or Fontaine - Thoma was really sad when you left-but knew it was best for your safey - Ayaka & Ayato had important roles so they had to stay within the region - Your vision would most likely be Electro or Anemo - While you were away, you sent letters through beidou & she passed them along to Thoma - After its all over you guys were back together again <3 - You spend more time with Ayaka, but Ayato still spends a lot of time with you aswell

- He would ignore you most of the time - You would most likely be another puppet of Ei's that was abandoned - Though you followed him anyway - While he was in the Fatui he'd check up on you, he said its because he needed something of yours but really he wanted to make sure you were okay - But he'd never admit that himself - Eventually after he became a god and such-you helped the traveler defeat him to make him normal again - After the whole thing is over & he regains his memory he apologizes to you - And then he stays with you and still has the help of Nahida - After that all happens hes a bit nicer towards you - And you guys go out often - For example if you wanted to see Nilou's dance than he'd go there with you - Your vision is probably Cryo, Anemo or Hydro Vision

- Kaeya would constantly tease you & Diluc - Diluc would save you from most of the teasing though - If you like alcohol, Diluc would give your drinks for free. If not then he'll give you grape juice-still for free - Venti would bother you about getting free wine, since you get free wine already-why can't the two of you share? - you probably have a dendro or geo vision

- Albedo would ask you to take care of klee a lot & make sure she stays out of trouble - If you helped Klee go fishblasting, Jean would send you to the room with Klee ( I forget what its called) - Albedo would teach you alchemy along with Sucrose - Sucrose would also try to help you learn when Albedos gone, you both would study together and talk - You most likely have a hydro vision or Geo vision

- He would buy ANYTHING you wanted, even if it was  7.8 billion - Best sibling in the whole world (except for the part where hes a muderer and probably has commited a lot of crimes) - He tries to keep fatui work away from you but you sometimes get caught in it - Would teach you self defensive skills to protect yourself - Though most of the Fatui know you are his sibling and to automatically stay away form you - Its more protection against the abyss order - Childe tells you stories about his life in the Fatui often-but not the colder ones - You probably have a Hydro vision or Electro Vision

- Would treat you whenever you get sick - You visit her and baizhu often, hes used to seeing your face around the shop - You try to help her remember everything but fail most times - You keep a journal on you in case Qiqi forgot hers (she does sometimes) - In that journal is mainly stuff about you though - Probably have a Hydro or Pyro vision

- She tells you about her plan to ruin the wine industry - You watch her suffer every time her drinks are amazing-which you also love to have them sometimes - If you do drink, she doesn't like it and would rather you do it without her knowledge - You have a Geo or Hydro vision

[makiandcheese]

i wanna share the genshin impact ships i enjoy and why (mostly rarepairs)

Rosaria/Kaeya - undeniable trust and friendship turned romantic interest. though capable of forming a relationship, their occupation and circumstances prevent them from fully pursuing it. Even if all factors could ignite mutual interest, the fear of ruining the friendship they harbored would stand in the way. What's important in a lonesome city is the same stranger who is looking for the same comfort you seek. Frequent liar or not, he's quite the personality to have around.

Jean/Diluc - everyone says they are exes turned lovers however I view them as the failed chance at love. They are friends who knew each other since they were learning to walk type of friendship. The first love you never forget. If they were given the chance, they could say what they want to the other. "You look even better after you became a stranger to me, pretty woman"

Yelan/Ningguang - The what could've beens. similar to jealuc but in ninglan it's focus is more on the one-sided, unrequited type of love. (using Beiguang for this example) watching the one you love fall for someone you know she deserves hurts. It hurts because you know you could've been with her if not for your own issues. thankfully she will never know you love her since that love will die with you

Rosaria/Jean - oh god where do i begin with this. The "outcast" meets the city's beloved individual. For someone who feels they never belong, its confusing to have the city's hope make excuses to see you. Rosaria and Jean's relationship begins with jealousy due to the nun and the idol deaconess' relationship. What makes Barbara look at Rosaria the way Jean always wanted? Filled with concern and trust that only families have for one another. Giving that to a complete stranger is agonizing.

Lisa/Jean - coworkers to lovers <3. A workaholic learning the simplicities of life from the reliable, easygoing, gentle person. When she'd forget to take care of herself mentally, she'd be there. Unknowingly providing comfort with just her presence alone.

Beidou/Ningguang - Two people who rule and have a significant influence on the community. Bickering and arguing over the smallest things yet loving each other for the same reason. What makes these two so wonderful is the fact that they both witnessed each other overcome difficulties in their own manner. They both achieved goals that brought them together in some way. Competing with which one would make the other prouder.

Venti/Zhongli - centuries have gone and past, and yet home always had the same eyes and breeze. When it comes to gods, the only one they could consider as equal are the same immortals who suffer with them. Why does meeting each other again bring so much comfort and pain? How many friends did they watch come and go like sand through the wind? Thankfully, they can overcome these uncertainties together. Until they could no longer control the corrosion within them.

Surcrose/Rosaria - When your curiosity leads to people questioning your character, the person you gravitate towards is someone similar. Sucrose would have a lot on her mind and would desperately need someone to talk to. Rosaria always wanted to learn more about the world but never had the guts to say it out loud. The mutual silence between them could be a conversation. "I have something on my mind, but I have difficulties saying it" and "Take your time. No rush."

Kaeya/Albedo - Understanding your past from the product of the past can be an interesting combo. Kaeya and Albedo are two perspectives of the Khaenri’ahn existence. The truth is never black or white, in fact, the truth is always relative. Messing around with your coworker because of mutual origins grives a sense of comfort in the city where everyone knows everyone.

Ganyu/Keqing - coworker who has false impressions towards each other. A tender and careful love formed from the desire to protect their city. Patience is a virtue especially for Ganyu. However, with all the years she had lived, days with Keqing always felt like love personafied.

Xiao/Traveler - what cannot be may be. One's duties always hinder relationships, but there will always be someone stubborn enough to reach out. Someone once said that unnecessary suffering is not a proof of strength. Relying on others is difficult but if it's with the person they love, one could only hope that they're not a burden. Thankfully, they don't give a damn about your stubbornness and go out of their way to talk and spend time with you. Since you know that these times wouldn't last.

Ayaka/Yoimiya - The different lives we live shouldn't turn us into strangers. In a life where expectations are laid upon you, finding freedom and happiness incarnate is like grasping sunlight. Ayaka knows she has her duties but spending time with Yoimiya makes her forget the time. Grief and loss often isolate us from relationships (including socioeconomic circumstances). Thankfully the eternal shogun's antithesis stays by your side.

Itto/Sara - Our beliefs do not align, but if someone talks shit about the other. Someone will be getting punched or electrocuted. Being a Yokai in human society always leads to discrimination unless you are equipped with power and unimaginable influence. Seeing each other's most vulnerable sides in the most unexpected times always led to curiosity. Curiosity leading to interest. And interest leading to fondness.

Al Haitham/Kaveh - Unconventional ways of saying "i love you" almost always lead to someone's wrinkly forhead. If turning himself into Kaveh's personal screaming outlet would let him relax, Al haitham would gladly do it. What happened in the past has long gone, and what's left is to continue. Is it so difficult to let him love you?

Candace/Dehya - Every neighborhood child's first loves daring each other. Duty is always the priority. Traveling the world will come one day but not today. If that is someone's belief, then someone will bring the world to them. Even if it's small material gifts, its treasured dearly. Just make sure not to come home bruised and covered in wounds. Else a medicated scolding (and some kisses) would be perscribed by the village's resident guardian.

and that's all folks tell me what you think.

[dragon-queen21]

Regressor Razor headcanons

+cg Lisa and regressor Bennet

Tw: vent regression, injury, general miscommunication and angst (all my favorite characters have to suffer. I'm sorry but I don't make the rules /j)

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~Puppy regressor! Has a headband with puppy ears on it

~Lisa got him and his stuffed wolf matching collars made from high grade leather and a tag that says “pup”

~Bennet is his unofficial little brother, they are attached at the hip and cause Lisa such a headache between Bennet’s own bad luck and Razor’s curiosity. But they're adorable so it's all good

~ Aether sometimes joining in on play dates with the two. Not often as Lisa puts her foot down over watching three littles all by herself without roping Kaeya or Jean in on baby sitting duties as well.

~(Paimon doesn't count as a babysitter despite insisting that she watches over Aether just fine while he's little. Lisa has learned the hard way that all the fae does is just encourages the three to get into even more mischief)

~The most high energy pup, he really doesn’t like to be stuck in the library, he wants to go out and explore!

~They go out on picnics a lot and Lisa makes him homemade snacks for them to take. Cookies in the shapes of paws or dog bones.

~She has to constantly remind the little wolf pup that she’s bringing the food, no need for either of them to go hunting

~Razor’s more willing to try new foods little than he is normally. It helps that he likes Lisa's cooking as well

~Runs off into the woods, comes back with a pretty flower for his mama

~Lisa picking out picture books with wolves in them and playing with Razor’s hair/rubbing his tummy while he listens. He often falls asleep like this

~Pacifiers? Absolutely not! Razor needs to bite >:3

~Definitely a vent regressor

~The feeling of abandonment that doesn't help when he's mentally three years old and hearing the whispered rumors the spread whenever he's in the city

~Ended up hurting himself with his claws without wanting to in a meltdown and sobbed for an hour.

~Lisa has wanted to cut his nails short but as he uses them to hunt normally he never let her do that. Instead she's gotten him soft gloves with little paw pads on them that he’s content enough with wearing and they help a bit. He only accepted them after he left a huge gash in her arm when she tried to calm him down and he felt horrible about it after.

~He just wants attention from his mama and his brother, but he's also afraid of getting to close and them deciding that he's not worth it. He ends up pushing them away on bad days

~Lashes out with claws and fangs, and far too many emotions that he doesn’t know how to cope with

~In the same way that a child will lash out towards their parents or siblings because in some twisted way they feel safe enough to do so without being shunned.

~Bennet gets the worst end of this

~While big the young adventure says that he understands and accepts Razor’s apologies. Little Bennet on the other hand doesn't understand what he did wrong, only that everyone seems to always want to leave him, so it must be his fault again. He will end up sobbing for hours, demanding to go home to his dads.

[bedoballoons]

im in need of subby kaeya, hcs or a oneshot pls 🙏

Here I deliver! Also just in time for the new update and his new outfit! Good luck on your pulls everyone!

Kaeya oneshot:

~Beg~

CW: NSFW! Very suggestive!, Smut!, pleasing him with your hand!, Calling him good boy!, DNI if under 18!

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Kaeya bit his lip, gently swirling the dark red wine in his glass as he stared at you, doing his best to keep his dirty thoughts in the back of his mind and yet still failing miserably. You always made him feel...so needy, like if you didn't give him the attention he needed at the very second he wanted it, he'd simply...combust.

Eventually he gave up hiding his desires, his hand reaching out and grabbing yours, his eyes glazed over with lust, his voice pleading with you as he spoke, "We should do something fun, the two of us just sitting here is rather boring...isn't it~" You looked at him, seeing him in this state made you want to giggle, your evil side almost wanting to leave him to suffer...just a bit longer.

"I think it's nice to relax for a little,...oh is something the matter? You look a bit red in the face and your eyes have a bit of glassy look to them. Has Kaeya caught a cold from his own vision?" You teased him, watching in satisfaction as a slightly annoyed look crossed his face, "You know full well I don't get colds...must you toy with me...please lets-"

"Hmmm what was that? I think you should say it a couple more times and then maybe I'll be inclined to do something fun.~" You cut him off mid sentence, your voice filled with the authoritative tone he liked so much and your fingers drumming against the soft cloth of the couch you were both currently sitting on. His blush deepened in colour, his eyes looking anywhere but at you...as he responded in the whiniest tone you'd ever heard him use, "Please....please help me...I...have a issue only you can solve...please~"

Your smirked at him, gesturing for him to move closer to you and the second he did you pushed him roughly against the plush cushions of the couch, his surprised gasp making your heart skip a beat. You caught his lips in a painfully slow kiss, licking the bottom one teasingly before biting it, almost harsh enough to draw blood, savouring the whimpering noises he made, all for you.

Your hand slid down his waist, traveling further and further down till it rested on his...issue. He tried desperately to grind into your hand wanting friction, wanting you to move and you just watched...leaning down to whisper into his ear, "What do we say~" His eyes met yours and from the look in them he was incredibly embarrassed... but...he also liked it, "Please...t-touch me.~"

"Good boy~" You said, while trailing kisses from his ear to his neck to his shoulder, biting down on it just as you palmed at his bulge. The mix of pain and pleasure made him moan out loud, his body already feeling heated up from your assistance...god the things you did to him. You in unbuttoned his pants revealing his pale blue underwear, taking your sweet time with every movement while he squirmed impatiently beneath you.

"You wanted fun...I'm going to give you all the fun I've got~"

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Kaeya Headcanons:

~Subby~

(Just a few but this way you get both <3)

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He absolutely loves being teased, he will do it right back to you in public until you're forced to leave.~

He prefers when you go rough on him, his whole body should be sore the next day even with a bath.~

His favourite thing is when you use your hands, feeling him up, doing dirty things with them...as long as he can see them he's excited by them~

He goes weak at the knees when you call him a good boy and whispering it into his ear is almost enough to make him finish, it's overwhelming.~

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✿I hope you enjoyed~✿

[narcoticwriter]

About putting Xiao out of his misery, that’s a fair perspective and honestly makes it better if we did have to, but I still think I’d cry lol

(it’s banterismylovelanguage btw)

Continuing unpopular opinions, which five characters do you think would find peace in death in endgame (including or excluding Xiao, your choice)?

Okay, this is quite the ask and I have opinions on this. It's in descending order as well.

5. Bennett

Before I'm crucified, let me explain this one a bit.

One of Bennett's character stories brings up the implication that he can't hope to die an adventurer's death that cements him into any legend or lore.

That would be 'too fortunate' for someone with his bad luck.

So if he went out knowing he gave his all and in a really epic and badass way, he'd be able to rest easy.

Why do you think he runs headlong into every conflict and fight? It's not like he's going to actually die anyway. It'll hurt, but he'll be alive.

Will his death actually happen? No, as I am highly doubtful of the fact. But would it be cathartic and ironic if it was the case? Yes.

4. Lisa Minci

You should be expecting this one as the librarian canonically doesn't have that much time left.

Her attitude of helping out with everyone else, and making sure they're okay is what she lives for while she still can.

The way that she interacts with others as well as teaches Razor, gets some of the Knights to take breaks and rest, and even pushes Kaeya towards reconciliation with Diluc (in 3.1 I think) shows how she's no longer afraid to show others that she cares about them.

And if Celestia put a warning on you in the form of taking half of your lifespan, you can bet that the philosophy of "fuck it we ball" is going to apply in this sense.

She'd pass on knowing that she did what she loved, and that was taking care of others and watching them grow and learn.

She'll be a little sad that she can't see it for herself, but she feels confident that they'll be in good hands and I love that for her.

3. Zhongli

This one, I am admittedly less enthused to talk about, but it's starting to feel like that may be the case.

Starting off, this guy is super old and may be older than Teyvat itself, so at some point, he will croak and die.

Second of all, this guy has a forced non-disclosure agreement that doubles as a gag order from The Heavenly Principles, so if he broke it (which he might, given some things he's implied) he would be silenced for good.

And last, but certainly not least, one's retirement is a stepping stone that's much closer to death than not.

He's at a point where he's simply enjoying the feeling of being alive in his twilight years. He's also expressing the fear of forgetting certain memories and as he wanes, so will those.

It has a slightly higher chance of being in-game than I want to think about, but I can't deny its plausibility at any rate.

2. Tartaglia

You heard me the first time I don't need to repeat myself.

"Sure, I might have fallen into the Abyss as a kid, but I became better for it, I swear!"

Yeah, sure you did and you think Celestia won't get around to putting you in check as you collect forbidden powers and techniques like they're fucking Pokemon cards?

This guy's got the survivability of a goddamn babirusa because not only does everything want to kill him, but if that doesn't do it, he'll eventually kill himself with his entire approach to living.

Boy literally throws himself at the most dangerous creatures and people under the sun and still has the audacity to say "Another round!" even those he's been reduced to almost-a-corpse.

I don't care what you say: HIS 👏 ASS 👏 IS 👏 DYING 👏 YOUNG

Honorable Mentions (and some crackery) -

Qiqi - No one deserves to live as a result of being caught in the crossfire combined with adeptal collateral damage. Homegirl needs to rest for what's left of time.

Xiao - Obviously, as living is suffering and he'll finally have peace.

Yelan - Nerfing her bloodline was a contingency measure and breaking some of her spirit in the Abyss was a reassurance, so what makes you think they won't put her on a shirt if she presses?

Albedo - If you have an Archon, an assassin, and a Khaerni'ahn nervous as well as asking the Traveler to kill you if things get out of hand, things will happen to you.

Mona - She will see something she isn't meant to and she will be dealt with accordingly.

Kaedehara Kazuha - It would be off-screen and no one would know until someone stumbled across a rotting corpse in the wilderness.

Kaeya - It'd be real funny if there was an active political faction in Khaerni'ah that wanted the Alberichs exterminated for usurping the throne Hoyoverse please I'm begging you-

Diluc - It would be partially due to his own stupidity and partially due to the Harbingers making sure he died properly this time.

Shenhe - It would be without her red ropes and she will never feel more alive again.

And now, without further ado, we have number one on this list . . .

Venti

Bet you didn't see this one coming, did you?

I'm sorry, but this little guy has about as many death flags as Eula does grievances towards most of Mondstadt.

He has: talked to the Traveler before the events of the game, witnessed some real heinous shit in the Calamity (Cataclysm?), got his gnosis snatched (maybe on purpose??), and has increasingly been showing up more and more as time goes on.

Why are these points relevant? Because at some point he will spill the beans and will be punished severely for it.

I would make the argument that he's the closest Archon to the Traveler as well as one of the oldest, and as such, it would be that much more powerful if he was killed off in the greater sense of things.

I'm sorry, but I just can't see him surviving to endgame. He's living on borrowed time and he knows it.

Tell me what you think!

[ao3feed-dilucnkaeya]

Suffer >:3

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by Orange_juicie

Your typical Kaeya suicide fic, except this time Klee finds him and has to watch him die.

this is angstier than the tags let on.

I feel like this fic says a lot about my mental health tbh

(you may want to exit the fic if you are triggered by SH.)

Words: 3915, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of suicide fics <3

Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Kaeya (Genshin Impact), Klee (Genshin Impact), Diluc (Genshin Impact), Rosaria (Genshin Impact), Albedo (Genshin Impact)

Relationships: Kaeya & Klee (Genshin Impact), Diluc & Kaeya (Genshin Impact), Albedo & Kaeya (Genshin Impact)

Additional Tags: Suicidal Kaeya (Genshin Impact), Eating Disorders, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Suicide, Kaeya Has Heterochromia Iridum (Genshin Impact), Kaeya Angst (Genshin Impact), Kaeya Needs a Hug (Genshin Impact), Kaeya is Bad at Feelings (Genshin Impact)

[mystolli]

## . . . [ birthday bitch ] !!

𖦹︎ genre: smut

𖦹︎ w/c: 2.9k

𖦹︎ cw: afab! reader (no pronouns specified), aphrodisiacs, handjobs/fingering, praise/light degradation, creampie, overstim, squirting

𖦹︎ a/n: im sorry for being 3 days late to posting for my bby’s bday!! im so bad with deadlines guys … but anyways happy bday kaeya i am forever yours 🫶

[ 10:12 AM ]

your plan for kaeya’s birthday was simple enough. a party tonight, invitations sent to all the knights. jean, lisa, rosaria, even diluc. cake, balloons, presents…

but it was your job as his lover to add a little twist to pick things up.

as you explained to him your proposals for the night, kaeya kissed your cheek and wrapped his arm around your waist as you walked through the market. “it sounds lovely.”

“but I also have a little game for us to play,” you finished, smiling at him in a way he knew wasn’t meant to be as doting as your previous words.

“oh?”

from your pocket, you pulled out a small unassuming pill. “you enjoy competitions, don’t you?” your eyes sparkled. “this is an aphrodisiac.”

kaeya nodded, peering at the pill, a smirk on his lips. what did you have in store for him this time?

“so how about this:” you pulled him in close, whispering so anyone passing by couldn’t hear. “I give you this tonight, for the party. if you can’t make it through without needing to relieve yourself, no birthday sex for you. but if you do…” you tugged his collar a little bit in the way you knew he liked. “i’ll give you the best fuck of your life.”

he looked at you, surprise on his face, before he switched to his cocky grin. “it’s my birthday, isn’t it? shouldn’t I be the one making demands?” his features hardened into a combative grin. “but it’s a deal.”

[ 5:48 PM ]

everything was going according to plan. streamers were hung in the party area, glasses of wine and champagne circled the area, and dim lighting coating the room with a cozy feel. kaeya stood by the island table, flipping a coin absentmindedly as he waited for you to finish getting ready.

he heard the pattering of your feet and turned to greet you with a suave smile. “dear, the guests will be here any second…” he stopped mid sentence to marvel in your beauty, eyes growing wide as his confident facade slipped away in the sight of his love. you finished clasping the necklace he had given you for a special occasion around your neck, fixing your hair and straightening your clothes. “sorry I’m late, I was rushing—” you paused, watching his eyes take you in from top to bottom with something hazy in his gaze.

“you look ravishing,” he finally spoke, pulling you in once you were close enough. “angels pray to look like you.”

you blushed a bit, containing your composure by placing the pill in his palm. “maybe it’ll be some more incentive for you to lose tonight.”

he rolled his eyes, popping the pill back with a swig of wine. “you’re almost too much to bear, making me suffer so much on my birthday.”

“well, if you keep your dick in your pants for the next two hours, we’ll see who’s suffering tonight.”

he opened his mouth to retort before there was a knock at the door, to which you smiled at him coyly, walking away to greet the first guest of the night.

kaeya shook his head, an amused expression on his face as he sipped from his glass again. he listened to you greet the visitors, wondering if maybe this wasn’t the best idea for his own sake.

[ 6:56 PM ]

this was definitely not the best idea for him.

a challenge that seemed easy in retrospect had greatly undermined him. he had obviously underestimated the strength of the pill, the ache in his pants, and his darling doll that seemed to be purposefully riling him up at this point.

the party had been wonderful so far. it was easy for him to take shots with lisa and rosaria, engage in discussion with jean and some of the other knights, and even work up some conversation between him and diluc. the first half of the party had been a breeze, tricking him into thinking the rest would be too. but he noticed his palms began to sweat. his cheeks were heavily hued, his body almost overwhelmingly hot. suddenly the gossip wasn’t loud enough to distract him from his thoughts, the alcohol not strong enough to stop him from looking at you across the room. and it wasn’t long before he had to hide behind the counter, readjusting his pants to hide the tent he could now barely conceal. he slapped himself lightly a few times.

get your head in the game. only an hour left to go.

he could win this. he just needed to get his mind off of things. unfortunately, you had other plans.

you knew kaeya well enough to tell he was struggling. the others around couldn’t sense anything was off, but you knew he was cracking. he was right where you wanted him.

you walked over to the counter he was conveniently hiding his lower half behind. your breath ghosted over the shell of his ear, fingers dancing on his arms. “sure you don’t want to give in yet?”

he looked away, peering at the guests to make sure none of them were watching. “why would I? I’m doing great.”

“really?” you crept under his arm, pushing yourself in front of him to brush your ass against his crotch.

he groaned a bit, looking back at the guests. “shit baby, don’t do this to me right now.”

“what, scared you’re going to lose?”

“you’re acting all high and mighty now, but an hour from now things will be very different for you,” he watched as you sent an innocent smile to a passing knight. “you might even be begging on your hands and knees for me to touch you.”

he lightly moved you away from him to release the friction you were building on his groin, blocking all the thoughts trying to break the dam and let a flood in.

“well, not if you don’t make it to the next hour.” you shot back to his comment, grinning.

“my, someone’s feeling bratty today.” kaeya raised his eyebrows at you, flipping his coin in the air and catching it with a quick hand. “we’ll have to fix that, won’t we?” he strode away, taking his wine glass with him.

as unbearable as this was for kaeya (no matter how much he tried to hide it), it was nearly torture for you as well. even though you hadn’t taken an aphrodisiac, watching him fidget with his slender hands and cross his ankles had you thinking of things you weren’t meant to at a birthday party. this whole situation was getting you worked up too, to the point where you eyed the clock every few minutes, waiting with baited breath for the hand to hit eight.

[ 7:32 PM ]

kaeya was seriously worried he might not be able to make it through the next half hour.

he found it to be abhorrent that he couldn’t even make it a full two hours on this pill, but it was starting to etch itself into the recesses of his mind. he excused himself to the bathroom more than once, only to splash water on his face or take a breather. he always made it quick, knowing your watchful eyes would interpret his absence as something else.

finally, things were picking up when they cut the cake, and kaeya almost felt relief knowing it soon would be coming to an end. this truly was a different kind of suffering. every time he thought of what he would do once the guests were gone, all kinds of images and ideas started crawling through him and he had to use the bathroom again to refocus.

meanwhile, you had to remind yourself to keep your eyes off of kaeya. because the longer you stared at him, the more you noticed his red tinted skin, the way his eyes looked clouded as if he was thinking of something else, and soon you were unconsciously pressing your thighs together.

when the clock struck 7:49, kaeya made sure his efforts to look tired were notice. maybe it was rude that he was trying to trick his friends into leaving, but he couldn’t stand this anymore. he knew in the next fifteen minutes, his composure would shatter and he would lose the challenge.

the first pair of knights left at 7:52, wishing him a happy birthday as he raised his glass at them in a thank you. slowly, a few more trickled out, and a few after that. diluc handed him a large box, conservatively wrapped, before he bid the two of you good night. kaeya’s heartbeat began to pick up, noting the last few guests in sight.

[ 8:00 PM ]

at 8:00, only lisa, jean and one last knight of favonius remained.

kaeya’s foot tapped anxiously, his hands shaking a bit around his glass. he wasn’t going to make it.

but to his luck, lisa and jean kissed the two of you on the cheeks, thanking you for the lovely evening. together they dragged out the last knight (who was almost too drunk to stand) and let the door shut softly behind them.

you turned the lock, letting the silence wrap around the two of you.

when you turned, kaeya looked like a fucking animal in heat. his tie strewn, the top of his shirt unbuttoned, eyes filled with a piercing lust. almost immediately he was on you, pushing you up against the door and locking your lips with his messily.

you let out a muffled sound in surprise, but fell into the softness of his mouth. he kissed you until he couldn’t breath, letting his hands finally wander up your body the way they’d been itching to all night long.

when he finally broke away, you slipped out from his embrace, walking towards the direction of the bedroom. but he grabbed you by your waist, letting you topple onto his lap on the couch.

he grabbed your hips, guiding them up and down against his erection.

you gasped, grabbing the pillow beside his head. “kaeya, l—let’s at least get to the bed—”

“no—fuck—I can’t wait anymore,” he groaned. “I’m sorry darling, but I can’t hold out for a single minute longer. do you know what hell you just put me through?”

you laughed a little bit. “archons, you’re needy. I thought you could at least wait to open presents.”

“you owe me something first.” he replied, letting his hips fall into a comfortable rhythm with yours. but soon the stimulation wasn’t enough, and he pulled you off of him and let you sink beside his body, already sheened with light sweat.

“touch me,” he almost demanded.

“well, that’s no way to speak to your saving grace.” you huffed, even though your hands were fighting to not do what he was asking.

“I’m not going to beg, babe.” he grinned at you. “birthday boy’s wishes, right?”

you let your fingers roam his abdomen, slipping down to palm at his bulge. he let out a sigh, too desperate to tease you. as you continued, you slipped off your clothes until you were left with only your panties on, a spot of dampness on them already clear. you unbuckled kaeya’s belt and pulled down his dress pants before slipping your fingers in the waistband of his boxers, letting them fall.

kaeya cursed under his breath, so relieved he couldn’t even speak. you felt as though you’d messed with him enough tonight—and it was his birthday.

you wrapped your hand around his erect cock, moving up and down his shaft. you collected the beads of precum, smearing them around his length as he fucked himself into your fist. every once and a while you’d swipe the slit of his tip, letting those cascades of breathy moans and your name fall out of his mouth. his head was tilted back, his arm covering his forehead as his hips bucked. you knew him well enough to know he was close, so you quickened your pace. to your surprise, he grabbed your wrist, stopping your movements. “what are you—?”

“mmph—fuck, c’mere.” he pulled you closer next to him, slipping his fingers down your panties to rub at your neglected bud.

you gasped as he let your slick collect on his fingers. “kaeya, it’s your birthday, I was trying to focus on you.”

“then I guess you don’t know how much I adore this pretty pussy of yours,” he replied, slipping your undergarments off fully. “now keep stroking me, sweetheart.”

you obliged, letting out little breaths and moans as kaeya’s slender fingers prodded their way into your hole. he leaned in closer, kissing along your jaw as his sinfully skilled hands made your legs shake a little. your hand continued to pump his cock just the way he liked, the heat of lust between the two of you palpable in your stares. “hah—baby, you’re doing so good for me,” he whispered.

“I thought you—mmph—told me I was gonna be on my hands and knees, begging for you to touch me,” you slurred.

“did I? well, things have changed. I forgot what a pretty thing you are to play with.” his body seized as you gave him a particularly pressured touch to his slit.

“ah, kaeya—” your hips bucked as he circled your clit with his thumb. “please, kaeya, please let me cum—!”

“and you said I was the desperate one, huh? didn’t take too much to have you begging like a slut.” he grinned, feeling his orgasm approaching.

his teasing ignited a different kind of desire in you. your hand stopped on his shaft and he sputtered in protest as you pulled yourself out from his grip. slowly, you lined yourself up, his tip nestling itself at your entrance before you sank down. the two of you let out twin moans as you wrapped you arms around his neck, leaning into him for support. he gripped the plushness of your thighs as you steadied yourself. “ah, so you’re an unpredictable slut now.” he noticed the way you tightened around him at his words, smirking.

you began to bounce on his cock with a squeal, kaeya’s grip strengthening on you. it didn’t take long for you to cum, since you’d been oh so close previously. you gushed around him as he toyed with your clit to help you ride out your high. the sight of your cum leaving a ring around the base of his dick made kaeya’s coil snap as he came too.

“look m-me in the eyes, angel,” he groaned, snapping you out of the drunkenness from your high. he smiled as you pulled in closer, your chests touching as you felt the heat of his cum pool through you.

“that’s my sweet thing,” he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and held your face in his palm. “so good to me on my birthday.”

he kissed your fingers and gave you a look equally as lustful as before. “but you gave me that pill, didn’t you? and I’m still not satisfied. so you think you can give me another?”

you nodded and he grinned, replacing his hands on your ass. you began to bounce again, crying out from the stimulation of his dick hitting all the right places. this angle was simply ecstasy, the way your clit kissed his pelvis and his cock brushed your cervix. it wasn’t long before the knot in your stomach twisted until it couldn’t anymore, and you came again. but kaeya didn’t stop.

he held your hips and guided you up and down with his own strength as you nearly sobbed from how overstimulated you were. he slapped your ass lightly a few times, purring about how good you were, cumming on his cock and still taking more.

“kaeya, kaeya—!” your cried, unable to even think of any other words. “m’ gonna cum again—”

he groaned deeply, watching his length disappear into you thrust after thrust.

“slow down—!” you squealed. “feels weird—m’ gonna, ah!” was all you managed to form before your eyes fluttered, completely dumbed down by kaeya’s dick.

“that’s right baby, make a mess for me, let it out.” he cooed in your ear.

the heat of your body skated through you as you squirted, crying out while your juices splattered onto his abdomen and both of your thighs.

his movements stuttered as he stared at your aftermath with wide eyes. the sight of you squirting on him, tears streaming down your cheeks was enough to have him cumming again, his voice strained and body almost erratic.

the two of you heaved breaths for a moment before you leaned into his chest, head foggy as he wiped the tears from your cheeks. though the scene was erotic, the warmth you both felt was anything but. it was tight strings of love, wrapping their way around each other until you were locked in close, tenderness dripping down the thread like it was doused in syrup.

“you never cease to amaze me, my darling.” he whispered, stroking your hair as you nuzzled into him and placed a kiss on his lips.

“happy birthday kaeya.”

[pochipop]

hello again :D can i request diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, & itto angst where the reader flinches in an argument? & take ur time, ofc, pls !! thank you sm, ily, muah <3 - 🎀

＃ GENSHIN IMPACT !! ♡ — FLINCHING IN AN ARGUMENT.

♡ content warnings: — moderate angst. ♡ characters: — diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, itto. ♡ alt accounts: — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam). ♡ others: — navigation & masterlist.

＃ DILUC !! ♡

Diluc isn't loud, nor is he abrasive in arguments, but he needs his hands to be doing something, ―anything. He's listening, he really is, he swears it, but looking you in the eyes when you're dissatisfied with him is something he'd much rather not subject himself to. If it's possible to avoid it, he will at any cost. His edges are sharpened when someone looks at him like that, like he's the cause of suffering and hardship. . . He'll take responsibility, but he's not keen on viewing the fallout, no matter how small.

"Kaeya just wants to see you," you tell him again, "even if all you do is yell at him. He loves you, Diluc! Don't you think you at least owe him a few minutes of your time?"

"I don't owe him anything," the redhead answers flatly, though his heart clenches inside.

These are conflicting feelings for him, and they've been sweltering, boiling, festering inside of him for a long time now. He loves Kaeya, but struggles to say that. He loves him, but he stammers at the thought of seeing him again, alone, just the two of them with no one to intervene. There are a million things he needs to hear from the younger, a billion things more he needs to say, ―but now isn't the time, and he wishes you'd just understand him, even though he hasn't explained it.

That's an unfair demand, he knows, but that doesn't make it any less true.

"You're so stubborn," you sigh, approaching his desk where his hands are skimming over stacks of papers, looking for nothing in particular.

"Perhaps," he acknowledges passively.

But you've known that all along, no?

"Please give him a chance, Diluc," you request, "let Kaeya―"

"No!" He raises his voice, more insistent than you've ever seen him as the papers in his hand smack against the wood of his desk.

The sound is much louder than he could have predicted, and he watches as your hand flinches away from him. His heart all but stutters. He knows they didn't hit you, not by a long shot, and he knows he hadn't been that aggressive in his refusal, ―but the way you recoiled as if he'd made you afraid of him causes guilt and shame pool in his guts like magma.

His eyes meet yours for the first time since this conversation began. You don't look particularly apprehensive. . . Just worried. Maybe that makes this worse, somehow.

"Did you think I'd hit you?" He questions, volume much lower and tone a hundred times softer.

"H-Huh?" You stammer, "No, I'd never think that―"

"But you. . ." he pauses, swallows down the lump that forms in his throat before continuing on, "―you pulled away like I'd terrified you."

"The sound," you elaborate, "it was too close. That's all. It was too loud and too close, so I stepped back."

You're sensitive to loud sounds. Diluc has known that for a long while now. . . But, in the moment, it slipped his mind. He'd jumped to the worst possible conclusion. A breathy sigh of relief passes his lips, and you step forward, filling the gap between yourself and his desk. You don't fear him, and just the idea he's nervous of that has you something akin to dazed.

"I'm sorry," he beats you to the apology, "I'm just not ready. I know that you're right, but Kaeya and I. . . Things aren't the way they used to be anymore, and I haven't let the past go yet, which isn't his or your burden to carry. I'll see him one day, but now just isn't the time for that. I don't expect you to understand this, though I hope you'll allow me the time to sort through my feelings before I approach him as my brother again."

You meet his fiery gaze as you gingerly place your hand around his own from across the table.

"I overstepped," you admit, "and I'm sorry for that. I just see how much this tension hurts you, even though you pretend it doesn't. As much as I want to see you at Kaeya's side, I want to see you happy above all else. All I want is for you to give his point of view some consideration. . . The choice is always yours to make, and I'll support you no matter what you decide."

The small smile that tugs at his lips eases your wary soul.

＃ CHILDE !! ♡

Childe isn't easily frustrated, but when his buttons have been pushed enough, he's not afraid to push yours back. He's mostly sly about it, underhanded in things that he says in hopes of getting a rise out of you before you get one out of him. It's a petty little game he likes to play every once in a blue moon, and it annoys the ever-loving hell out of you.

"I'm pretty sure you knew the kind of things I have to do as a harbinger before we got into a relationship, so I don't see why you're complaining all of a sudden," he says, and you let out an exasperated huff.

"I'm not complaining about the jobs themselves," you reiterate, "it's the way you go about doing them. You put yourself in situations that scare the hell out of me."

"Ah, so it's more about you and your comfort than it is about me or my safety, huh?" He drawls, pouring salt into an already open, freshly agitated wound.

"That's such a bad faith interpretation of what I meant," you tell him, and he notices that hint of venom in your words, "—I was just trying to explain why I'm having this kind of reaction. Because I'm terrified that you're going to do something stupid and get yourself hurt, and what then, Childe?"

"Then. . . I guess I get hurt," he shrugs, turning his back on you.

He's so nonchalant about this, and it's driving you up the wall. When he walks away, you follow in pursuit of him, and in pursuit of. . . Something else. What that actually is, you're not positive yet.

"What about the people that care about you? Do you not realize that people love you, and want you to at least try to keep yourself out of harms way?" You question.

"I live a dangerous lifestyle," he says, "and you've known that all along. I never mislead you into thinking anything different."

"I never said you did. All I'm asking for is that you take care of yourself and stop being so reckless all the time. It would make your life so much easier to at least give that some thought," you argue.

"I like the rush," he states coldly, "so either take me as I am, or leave me."

"That's so unfair, Childe."

He turns on his heels to face you in an instant. Your reflexes kick in, and you move back in the blink of an eye, flinching as you put distance between him and yourself. When your gaze flickers to him, there's an extinguished arrogance that festers behind his irises.

Something has changed.

"Did you just. . ." his words taper off for a bit as he tries to locate his bearings, "—did you just flinch? Like you thought I'd hurt you?"

Your face falls.

"That's. . . Not at all what just happened," you tell him, "it was just reflexive. I wasn't expecting you to turn around so soon, and when you did, I was a little startled. That's all. You're a jerk sometimes, especially now, but I know you'd never hurt me."

Childe supposes he can't argue with that. He's not exactly known for being incredibly kind, and though he undoubtedly treats you pretty goddamn well the vast majority of the time, he has to admit that he has his moments of fickleness. This, he acknowledges, being one of them.

"Listen," he reaches out, placing both hands on either of your shoulders, "I understand that you're worried. And honestly, I'm. . . I'm happy that you care enough about me to worry. I don't have many people in my life who see me as a real person. Usually I'm just a pawn in someone else's game. This may sound strange, but your concern makes me feel special. Still, I'm a fatui harbinger, love it or hate it. We all do what we have to do to survive and belong. That's not to say I don't care about your feelings, or that I won't take them into consideration, —because I will. But can you also try and see things how I do?"

You sigh.

Fair is fair.

"I'll do my best," you nod, "I respect that you've worked hard to be where you are, even if I don't always find myself agreeing with how you treat yourself. If me trying to understand more as to why you put yourself in certain situations will make you feel better, then I'll give it my all."

Wrapping his arms around your neck, he pulls you in for a hug. His chin rests atop the crown of your head, and you close your eyes for a moment, feeling the warmth of his body. Childe may not be perfect by any means, —but nobody is, yourself included, and you love him despite all the odds, just as he does you.

＃ KAEYA !! ♡

Kaeya does his best to remain slick with his words, even when the two of you clearly aren't seeing eye to eye. It's just in his nature, and while it's typically very charming, easy enough to get swept up in and fall head over heels for (as you so clearly have,) —it doesn't always land so smoothly during times like this.

It's his way of diffusing, but it comes across as flippant, like he's not listening or is trying to beat around the bush. Sometimes, this method sits well with you. Other times, it's very much the opposite.

"I think you're being a little dramatic," he admits with a chuckle, "but I understand where you're coming from."

"I just wish you'd take care of yourself. . . I don't see how that's being dramatic," you reply, hurt clouding your eyes.

He wants to apologize and rephrase, back things up and make this better before you both arrive at a destination that need not be reached, —but something stops him. Kaeya swallows, biting at the inside of his cheek.

"You seem to think that I work myself to the bone and never stop to think of myself. But that's just not true, and I'm doing the best I can to manage my time and make room for everything, —being Cavalry Captain, being the person the people of Mondstadt can feel comfortable approaching on the streets, as well as being your lover," he says.

"You're trying, I know, but I see the way this wears on you sometimes. Even having a few drinks at the tavern could be considered work for you these days, —someone is always approaching you to ask for help or reassurance, and even more so, you've taken this. . . This weight, I guess, of shouldering the Knights just so that people feel like they can put their faith in you, Jean, Amber, Eula, and the others," you explain.

You're right. Sometimes, drinking at the tavern turns into less of a winding down period for him, and more of an overtime shift. Not that he blames anyone for that. Really, having people rely on him makes him feel good, —as if he's finally doing things right in a way that he was never able to before. Certainly not with his past, not with Diluc, and now. . . Kaeya fears he'll have to say the same of his relationship with you one day.

A sharp breath in, and he opens his mouth to speak again.

"You know y/n, I hate. . ."

You find yourself flinching, as if that word had made your body react even faster than your brain could manage to process it. He feels his heart drop. That is not what was supposed to happen. That sentence had come out wrong, with a bite that he wishes he could take back.

"I'm sorry," he apologizes, cutting himself off in order to cup your cheek in his warm hands.

They're so calloused. The texture feels good against your skin, but the fleeting pleasure isn't worth the things that have put them there; —the fore fronting of battles, the constant grind to take care of anything within his reach, even at the expense of himself.

"That came out wrong," Kaeya acknowledges, "let me try that again. . . Sometimes, I hate the way I am. I get so caught up in what people think of me, and the way their opinions make me feel about myself, and I lose track of what's most important. I lose sight of my own feelings, of me, of us, of everything that's at the very top of my list. And I also don't know when to ask for help."

Somehow, you can tell that this admission isn't to be taken and run with. It's not something he's ready to fully address, and that's okay. Things like this take time, and you want Kaeya to go at his own pace. The way he holds the rest of his words back is more than enough to tell you everything you need to know for the time being.

"One step at a time, yeah?" You give him a small smile, "Liyue wasn't built in a day."

The laughter that follows your comment sends your heart fluttering. He might not always get things right, but he tries, just as you do, and that's what matters the most.

"Yeah," he agrees, pressing his forehead to your own.

＃ ZHONGLI !! ♡

Zhongli is almost painfully calm in disagreements. It's his usual demeanor, —he's not the emotional type, and he doesn't really understand human feelings to begin with. Still, his composition that never seems to slip is almost agitating from time to time. You'd kill to have him raise his voice, as strange as that seems. If he could just engage a bit more, perhaps, show some inflections in his tone. . .

"I think we've just misunderstood one another," he tells you, voice so deep and monotone that you yearn to swim through the depths of it and yet pull something more from it all in the same breath.

"I don't want you to see me as a contractual obligation," you state firmly, "I just. . . I want to be your lover, nothing more, nothing less."

"Is there something you find distasteful about obligations?" He raises an eyebrow, uncrossing his arms.

"Not necessarily," you reply, "I just don't want you to see me as one. I love you, and I wish you'd think that's enough."

"I do believe that's enough."

"Then can't we just love each other?" You question.

"Don't we already do so?" He blinks.

Something is getting severely lost in translation. You're not native to Liyue, but you know it to be the nation of contracts. The full scope of that, however, is largely lost on you when it comes to the social benefits. Your idea of a contact has always been something. . . Rigid. Forceful. Something that you can be punished for not fulfilling properly. For business relationships, you assume contracts will do just fine, —but this is not a business relationship you have with Zhongli. He's not selling you slabs of cor lapis, nor is he entrusting you with a restaurant's financial future.

He's your partner, and the idea of that being contractual does not sit well in your heart. At least, it hadn't until your understanding had been challenged. And now, you're staring at the ground, running through definitions, comparing and contrasting, lost in your own mind.

So much so that Zhongli's hand on your shoulder jolts you, and you flinch at his touch. He meant no harm, of course, —it was just that you hadn't been expecting it.

"I apologize," he says, hand slowly drifting back to its former place at his side, "I didn't mean to startle you."

"Zhongli. . . What do contracts mean to you?" You inquire, though it feels like you're a lifetime and a half too late to be asking that now. . .

He pauses, almost as if considering the profundity of it all. Though he hasn't answered the question, your walls are coming down.

"Contracts are integral to good relations. They represent loyalty, and I believe that you only form contracts with those you respect and trust. Healthy and mutually beneficial relations arise from them, if they're done correctly and each party holds up their end of the bargain."

When you pull him in for a hug, he only hesitates for a moment to wrap his arms around you in return. He doesn't understand what this is for, but he welcomes your warmth.

"I'm sorry," you apologize, —although he doesn't quite understand what for, "sometimes, I don't get you, and I should have just asked instead of jumping to conclusions about what you're thinking."

"That does seem like the most logical conclusion," he agrees.

You smile against the skin of his neck.

＃ ITTO !! ♡

Itto is an eccentric fellow, to say the very least. He's hardheaded and incredibly stubborn, —but when he cares, he cares so deeply that it plows through any wall you could possibly think about putting up around your heart. Still, he's not the easiest person to be around when he thinks that he's right, and he tends to get louder than he realizes. It's not so much that he means to yell, but rather, he just doesn't hear himself the way you do, and maybe you're just a bit sensitive to the times when he gets louder due to how tame he is with you the other ninety nine percent of the time.

"Are you embarrassed of me?" He asks, voice thick with hurt, though he does his best to conceal it with twinges of anger and agitation, "—embarrassed to be seen with me because some people here think I'm nothing but trouble?"

Your expression falters. What kind of things had he been playing in his head all day for that to be the question he asked? A mixture of emotions flood through you. . . On one hand, you're sad he could even think so lowly of himself that it would even cross his mind. But on the other, you're upset he thinks so little of your feelings that he could ever believe they would be swayed by the opinions of faceless extras in the background of your love story with him.

"Why would you say something like that?" You ask, meeting the orangish reds of his irises.

"You pulled your hand away from me, like you were ashamed. Like you didn't want anyone knowing we're together like this," he answers, and you can tell by the way he's speaking that this isn't just a silly ploy to get affection from you.

This isn't just Itto playing the role of an overdramatic lover feigning for some attention. He really feels this way, and it breaks your heart.

"I. . . I'm just shy," you mumble, lowering your gaze.

Suddenly, you feel so small standing before him.

Silence follows for a bit, as if he's ruminating over what you've said to him. That doesn't feel necessary to you, but if he needs time to process it, you're willing to keep your mouth closed until he's reached an understanding on his own.

"Shy?" He suddenly questions, a little too loudly for comfort, —but he had no ill intentions, and of that, you're sure.

Your body jerks a bit, flinching in response. It was just visceral. His eyes widen, shoulders slumping over before he places a large hand on your shoulder.

"Sorry," he apologizes, "for being loud and for. . . Saying that."

"No, I should be the one to apologize," you acknowledge, "I shouldn't have just torn my hand away, —I wasn't thinking enough about how that would make you feel, especially without an explanation."

He smiles. For someone so large, he's as gentle as can be. Or, he is when it comes to you, anyway. The same can't always be said for others.

Itto isn't hard to please. He's not complicated. All things considered, he's pretty cut and dry, and he doesn't seem to hold many grudges. Or, maybe that's just another privilege reserved for you in his mind.

"I'd never be embarrassed," you assure him, though you know he doesn't need you to, "—I'm proud that we're together."

His smile widens.

[dawndelion-winery]

Hello, I’m not quite sure how to request on here since I’m new to Tumblr but may I request headcanons for platonic Scaramouche, Childe, Diluc and Albedo with isekai’d reader? Like how did they meet, got close and what’s their friendship dynamic? I hope this was specific enough for you to understand and you may add more if you like :3

Have a good day and congrats on finishing your tests!

Greetings, fresh blood. I hope you're acclimating to our lovely lil hellsite well

Friend from Afar

Platonic!Isekai! Ft. Scaramouche, Childe, Diluc, Albedo

Scaramouche:

"Stop fucking crying over this wife-ai, just remarry or something, geez."

He leads you to where slimes are hidden and then hides at the side to watch you run

"Hit them with a stick!" he yells, knowing full well that won't work because they're slimes

Was cackling until you ran into Wolvendom and alerted the rifthounds

Panicked sprinting to save his emotional support idiot

Just crashes and barrel rolls to safety with you, holding your hand tightly as he continues to drag you away from the hounds

Scolds you for cutting his fun short and getting in trouble but you can see the subtle relax in his body language telling you he's relieved you're ok

He'd met you on a mission, some lost rando close to tears, hiding amidst foliage

He took you in because you reminded him of himself when he'd wandered around after being abandoned

He slips into the role of asshole older sibling like that pretty easily

Tells you he regrets it every day but you both know he's joking

You're a pain in the ass but you're his favourite pain in the ass

Childe:

He was absolutely terrified when he'd lost sight of Teucer, begging the traveller to help him look

And then he found you playing with the kid and he'd never felt so relieved

Sure, he was suspicious of you, but Teucer seemed to like you, and that was enough for him for the time being

You eventually become his go-to babysitter whether you like it or not since you seem to know so much about how to handle his little brother and him

He also picks up on modern terminology from you, for better or worse

"Ajax, Teucer threw up on me when I gave him vegetables."

"And you cleaned it up, that is very slay of you, bestie, I promise I'll pay you well."

You often joke about how you're friends with him for the money, to which he says you're stuck with him since he has an endless supply of it

Diluc:

Why the fuck were you catching crystalflies in his vineyard?

Was that Venti with you-

Some stranger in clothes he wasn't even sure were anywhere around Teyvat was leading an archon around his vineyard....catching insects....

"I fucking swear, Kaeya, if this is anything to do with you-"

Probably isn't surprised you know his name since he's pretty famous

However you knowing the details of Crepus' death is a different story and you're taken in for questioning

Only for him to find you're pretty harmless on your own

Well, you had valuable information, it would only make sense he kept an eye on you

He swears his hair is turning white prematurely because of you but won't stop looking out for you anyway

"No, the hilichurls are not our tragic friends they atta- GET AWAY FROM THE MITACHURL!"

Please give him a break

Albedo:

I don't know why you'd think Dragonspine was a good place to start exploring but you do you, bestie

Of course you're suffering from sheer cold

You're lucky you dress funky in Teyvat, or Albedo probably wouldn't have thought much of a strange adventurer while he was out getting some wood

You come to in his workspace, warmed by a fire as he sketches your strange clothes

He's quick to bombard you with questions at first, but stops himself, apologising for overwhelming you

Klee seems to take an interest in you, so he has you stick around to help entertain her while he works

It's like a small, bustling family

Until the older brother's boyfriend shows up

It's your job to keep Klee away from the bad influence known as Kaeya Alberich while Albedo has his fun

It's not always easy, but it's honest work /hj

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[genshin-impact-writings]

OOO i just noticed that you have requests open for blurb event!! hmmm… kaeya + fireplace?

but hey jj, prioritize your rest too okay? i enjoy your works and interacting with you but!! rest is needed so you wouldnt have to suffer longer! take care jj!! <333

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Please don't worry about me, dear! <3 I'm feeling a lot better now. And this request was so cute, I really hope you like what I came up with. Take care too!

Kaeya + “fireplace”

The world outside your window looked cold and uninviting, dry leaves twirling around in storm gusts, rain drumming against the glass, illuminated by flashes of lightning. A sharp contrast to the warmth of your home and the soothing crackle of fire.  

You rested your head on Kaeya’s shoulder while you watched the dancing flames in the fireplace. The Cavalry Captain kissed the top of your head and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, cradling you when another crack of thunder cut through the silence. 

“It seems like summer is definitely over now,” you said quietly. Others wouldn’t have noticed the hint of sadness in your voice but Kaeya knew you well enough to pick up on it immediately. “I actually prefer this kind of weather,” he said and pressed another kiss to your head. “When it’s just you and me and we don’t have to feel bad about staying at home all day.”

You chuckled as you snuggled up to him, indulging in the warmth and comfort of his embrace. “I’m not complaining, either… we didn’t get to spend much time with each other recently. Things have been quite busy.”

Kaeya hummed in response. “Let’s not talk about work now,” he suggested softly. “You don’t want to spoil the mood, do you?” 

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[sangopearls]

-co-babysitting with them

belated 100 followers special!

CW: NONE APPLICABLE.

perhaps i could consider this a belated 100 followers special because of how many characters i included??? it’s certainly special for me childe please hit my line i’d accept suffering through pregnancy only for you <3

characters featured: diluc, xiao, kaeya, zhongli, albedo, childe (hnngnngngngghhhhh <33333)

diluc

if you guys are watching a kid together, he’s definitely confused

he’s never really had to feed a baby or change diapers so a lot of that is left to you. he’s trying his best, though, because he can tell that your eyes light up when the baby giggles or does literally anything

“alright, they’ve been fed and have a clean diaper. now the itinerary suggests some playtime before their nap,” you chirp to diluc, who stands with his arms crossed and his eyes glued to the baby.

“i could… ask a maid to set up a game of croquet?” he suggests, second guessing his words, “or maybe some horse riding around the vineyards? which do you think the child would prefer?”

“diluc, they’ve hardly figured out how to walk, much less ride a horse.”

xiao

if you picked xiao to help you watch a kid you brought this on yourself

xiao is not a big fan of children, let alone having to supervise them. he’s never had to take care of a sibling or a child so he knows nothing about childcare

i mean he tries???? you think he is at least????

“okay, the kid woke up from their nap. what’s next? we change its diaper?” xiao asks, dead serious.

“… xiao…”

“… what…?”

“did you just refer to the kid as ‘it’?”

kaeya

kaeya is good with kids. he’s a charmer for everyone. they absolutely glomp to him.

the kid you guys are in charge of watching definitely asks to pet his pelt and has kaeya do little ice tricks for them the whole entire time

“mr. kaeya, make that little snow flurry again!” the kid chirps, eyes wide and glimmering with excitement.

“o-ho, again?” kaeya laughs, “i’ve done it at least ten times now. you want to see it again?”

“yes!” the kid cheers, “please, mr. kaeya, please!”

“hmm… i’m still thinking” kaeya teases, looking at you, “let’s make a deal. if [Y/N] begs me to do it, too, i’ll even make a snowball. whaddya say?”

zhongli

zhongli is so insanely husband material and if you hadn’t realized yet, you definitely realize while watching a kid with him

he’s very meticulous. he follows the parents’ orders to a T and seems to be insanely knowledgeable on childcare. he also gets in some sly comments about how you’d make a lovely parent

“now, [kid’s name], your mother instructed that you must eat your entire portion of carrots before giving you dessert,” zhongli orders calmly.

“but mr. zhongli, carrots aren’t yummy!” the kid retorts, scrunching their face, “c’mon, [title] [Y/N], tell your husband that mommy said i didn’t have to eat all my vegetables!”

“mr. zhongli is right,” you said with a chuckle, “but your lotus crisps will taste much better after you had to earn it, don’t you think?”

the child forfeits and stuffs a portion of steamed carrots in their mouth as zhongli laughs.

“i see you chose to gloss over the ‘husband’ error, dear,” he teases. you feel your insides turn and fizzle with embarrassment. maybe you were getting a little too ahead of yourself with a child in front of you and your charming boyfriend by your side.

albedo

because i’m so in love with how albedo and klee are like brother and sister, today you’ll be babysitting klee because this is my blog and i said so !

or rather, “making sure the little pyromaniac doesn’t blow herself up”

(all jokes i love and main klee)

albedo is so level-headed with her and really seems to trust her, even if you’re on pins and needles every time she rattles a mysterious vial she finds

“albedo! albedo!” klee calls giddily, “what does this liquid do?”

“that is a potion that will give you the ability to befriend every household pet you meet,” the alchemist states calmly.

klee’s eyes go wide. “that’s so cool!” she squeals, “can i drink it? can i drink it? i want to pet all the kitties at diona’s tavern!”

“go ahead,” albedo smiles. klee unscrews the container and takes an excited gulp.

“albedo, isn’t it a bit reckless to let her just drink whatever potions you brew?” you ask, more tense than a statue.

“do not worry,” albedo says, watching as klee wipes her mouth with her sleeve, “it’s just cranberry spice tea i keep for breaks.”

childe

hehe childe :))))))))))))))))))

for the context here, you travelled home with him to snezhnaya and his siblings absolutely adore you

they’ve heard tons about you through letters and couldn’t be more overjoyed to meet you. the only one outpacing them, though, is childe, who LOVES watching you play with his siblings

it’s a double-edged sword, though, because now all this man is going to think about is starting a family with you and he is NOT letting it go

“[Y/N]! [Y/N], look!” teucer calls, “i made a snowman! isn’t it cool?”

“wow, teucer!” you smile, trying to withstand the snezhnayan winter mornings, “it looks great! i love the choice of the little pine needles as hair.”

“you don’t have to play nice,” tonia mutters, “teucer, how is the middle ball bigger than the bottom? it’s a miracle of physics that it’s staying up.”

“hey! don’t say that about my snowman i made of ajax!” teucer frowns, ready to gather and hurl a snowball at his know-it-all big sister.

“big brother, i’m so sorry teucer sees you that way,” anthon jokes, giving him a deserved snowball to the stomach.

“teucer, i think it looks great,” childe, ever the mediator, interjects. this causes a stir among his younger siblings.

“[Y/N], you don’t know what you’re doing to me,” childe whispers with a laugh amidst the clamor, “seeing them this happy around you has got me thinking about what it would be like to have a busy family of our own someday.”

[jinkicake]

Sigh,,,,, scaramouche is really bringing my “ in love w mean unhinged men” behavior out😭 like Jesus Christ he’s so,,, not to mention all the hot scaramouche cosplayers giving me butterflies 😒 like him being all “ like a whore, you're taking this dick so fuckin' good. like getting treated like my toy?” Is 🥴 I can feel the feminism and self respect leaving my body when I see art of him w a smirk. Like good lord something about short men w huge dicks is crazy!! Bc if he looks at me and tells me to shut the fuck up imma do it, depending on the day bc I still like to fight at heart. But he’s literally the peak of the most disrespectful sex ever and I’m so down for it😭 and it sucks that I just started arcane and all the trash ass men in that show have me trapped too😔😔 scaramouche is so annoying bc on some hand he could do all the work bc he wants to let off steam but on the other he likes to torture people; like if you don’t come to him he will let you sit in your embarrassment. Like rip if you want to confess your feelings bc he will act dumb as hell until you say it. “so desperate for it, aren’t you? if you want it, you better start taking it” like not having to ask for the dick properly 😒 but also a “ don’t ask anyone else I’ll do it” mf. Like if you’re only fwb with him bc he doesn’t want to commit first literally just stand next to any other person like he will buy a ring THAT DAY💀 texts you at 4:45 am for a booty call but he really just wants to be held but he can’t say that so he gotta fuck you instead to obtain cuddles😭 “i bet you think you’re real cute letting them put their hands all over you, wait until they see who you really belong too” like he’s SUCH A BRAT and if he’s not checked it will only get worse!! Like he literally has not a single card in all of teyvat I think it’s crazy bc he would send you to the Tsaritsa covered in bites And bruises with his cum running down your leg he doesn’t care!! LikeSGDHDJD at some point they gotta start feeling bad for you bc even dottore is like “ you can hide under my desk he won’t find you there”😭😭 childe gotta sneak you out of Snezhnaya but rip bc he will always find you in the end😔😔 might run away just so he can chase me tho🥰🥰

no literally you get it... he's unhinged, he's terrible!! everything i like in a m4n! i dont get why im not more obsessed with him.... i suppose i can only have kaeya in my heart </3

NO LISTEN, I GET IT. I REALLY DO GET IT. the cosplayers and fanarts are hot and all the fanon shit written about him is so hot but then i look at a picture of him and i see the literal puppet and it makes me laugh. i can't look at pictures of him or else i will LAUGH T T but i know how you like your men short sooooooooooo hehehe you're doing great charity work!!!! kekekek

honestly, i think you could take him and win. i know it! but, i know youd also purposely lose to scara smhhh!!!!

NOT ARCANE?! YOU TOO?! ugh is it worth watching? my friend told me to watch but then my other friend begged me not to watch it LMFOA

omgggg no im sorry i love possessive scara sm like this crazy bitch locks you away from everything and keeps you in the finest clothes and has you there only for his eyes.... could you imagine how insane that fucking puppet would go if he couldn't find you? like if the fatui were hiding you from him!? we saw how he acted w the sleeping loser like he k!lled literal agents sooooooo he would literally go feral. and honestly, i can get behind that. I love angsty and desperate scara who has lost the one thing he could never lose.... oh and the punishment that you would suffer once he finds you.... omgggg where are the yandere writers at? please, im begging you to take this! he would be completely evil like his heart would break from the betrayal and would never mend after- angst is too much fun!

no bc his punishments would be horrendous... -i had to share a few more thoughts- like overstimulation one night and then edging another night and then keeping you locked in your room for weeks with no contact until you're crying and begging in his arms when he finally reveals himself again... he'll make sure that you know he's the only thing left on this planet for you.... you'll have it fucked into your mind as he ties you down to each post of your bed and spends all night showing you how much he needs you

[merakiui]

Diluc, Kaeya, Xiao, and Childe Finding out That You’re Being Abused HCs

cw: mentions/descriptions of (physical and emotional) abuse, injuries, depressive mood/thoughts, implied violence **please proceed with caution and do not read if this is triggering! note - submissions are confusing for me, so I wrote it in this format. I hope that was okay! 

@tuestika said: Hi! Sorry that I send my request through submission, tumblr has sometimes eaten my asks either wholly or have omnomned whole ask xD Usually my requests sent through submissions arrive intact so…. I saw that you had done Scaramouche reacting finding out their s/o is being abused headcanons, may I request headcanons for Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao and Childe finding out their their s/o is being abused? Keep up good job! <3

🔥 Diluc 🔥

Diluc might not be the most vocal person in the world, but he’s definitely observant. He’s gotten rather skilled at picking apart your social cues because he’s spent a lot of time with you. 

So when you barge into his tavern one evening, looking absolutely disheveled and asking for one of the Knights, he’s feeling two emotions: confusion and irritation. 

For one, you shouldn’t even entrust your issue to those inadequate Knights. Nevertheless, you are his friend and he isn’t going to kick you out just because you mentioned them. 

He waves you over to the bar and is thoroughly shocked when you beg him to let you hide behind it. Then he notices your split lip and the fresh injuries on your face and forearms, and he wastes no time in getting to the point.

“Why were you out so late fighting hilichurls? I hope you haven’t led any here. We don’t need that sort of trouble right now.”

“Sorry. No, that’s not it. I just—you’re the only one...” You’re struggling to piece a coherent statement together, too busy looking over your shoulder to keep track of your thoughts. “I didn’t know where I could go. I mean, I thought of you and—“

“Please slow down. Start at the beginning.”

More concerned over your safety than professionalism, Diluc allows you to slip behind the bar counter, where you cower on the ground to avoid being seen. 

You gesture for him to come down to your height and he sighs, silently complying when he finds there aren’t any new customers to serve. Bending down to your level, he holds onto the countertop to keep his balance and then he locks eyes with you. 

“What exactly happened?”

You inhale a shuddering breath, wrapping your sore arms around yourself for comfort. Tears are gathering in your eyes as you recall the event. Your abuser had found you after you’d left to get some fresh air, they’d cornered you in a secluded alley, and—you can’t finish the rest of the story.

Diluc doesn’t expect you to continue. He nods as he lets the information sink in, already harboring a deep resentment for this despicable individual. 

“Wait here. I’ll close the tavern early. In the meantime, we should see to your injuries and then we’ll look for that person.”

“I really think we should tell the Knights...” you mumble, knowing he’ll disapprove. “They’re more suited to these types of cases.”

“The Knights are incompetent. The investigation will take days, if not weeks. What happens if your abuser knows they’ll be coming for them? They’ll try to escape and then there’ll be no telling where they’ve gone.”

“I know, but it wouldn’t hurt to—“

“I’ll take care of it.”

You try to object because it’s dangerous and you don’t want him to get injured on your behalf. But he’s insistent in his decision, claiming that if the Knights can’t help you no one can. And you really wouldn’t feel safe if your abuser was still roaming free, so you have no other choice but to allow him to carry out the investigation himself.

And Diluc can be quite clever at times. It won’t be hard to traverse the interior of Mondstadt at night, where his identity melts away into that of the sneaky Darknight Hero. 

He’s going to protect you no matter what. Your abuser won’t receive an ounce of sympathy from Diluc. All he feels is cold hatred when he catches them. Someone as precious as you does not deserve to be put through such torment, and he’ll see to it that your abuser pays a hefty price to make up for all of the damage they’ve caused.

🧊 Kaeya 🧊

Kaeya can’t understand why you’ve started isolating yourself from everyone. In the past, you were always such great friends with the Knights, always catching up to talk to one of them.

He’d spent a lot of time with you and has since gotten to know you through lighthearted conversations and gossip from the people of Mondstadt. 

For someone so appreciated and well-known, he can’t wrap his head around why you might want to suddenly disappear, hiding yourself away as if you didn’t exist. 

And then he happens to catch you in town one day while you’re out running some errands. It’s so like him to pop in with a few flirty lines, but the words stick in his throat when he notices the bandages stuck to your arms and legs. 

“That can’t be good,” he says as he approaches you, leaning ever so gracefully against a wooden support beam. “Why don’t we find Barbara? I’m sure she’ll have you patched up in no time, my dear friend.”

You don’t think you’re worth it so you shake your head, nervously hoping he’ll take the hint and go away. 

“I hope you’re not accepting those dangerous commissions again,” he adds, half teasing and half serious. You can’t tell whether he’s trying to sound chiding or not. 

“Please just...leave me be. I’m a little busy right now.” You try to leave the stall you’re at, walking stiffly to avoid limping in front of him. “I’m not feeling well, so if you’ll excuse me—“

Kaeya pushes off from the beam, standing in front of you with a posture that appears immovable. “By order of the Calvary Captain,” he’s saying, a playful glint in his eyes, “you aren’t allowed to move from that spot until you tell me what’s bothering you and why you’re covered head to toe in bandages.”

You can easily object to such an order, but you figure it’s better to answer instead of arguing over your physical condition. So you explain a modified version of the story, telling him that you simply got into a disagreement and it ended in bruises on both sides. 

Kaeya hears the tremble in your voice when you say it; you’re lying. His expression softens at once and he steps away, indicating that you’re free to leave. But you don’t; you’re looking at him with such a helpless, pleading look. It breaks his heart.

You break before him, lips quivering as you beg for his help. You’re so scared and alone, and you’re not sure how long you can suffer through this before it seriously hurts you. 

“This is the first time I’ve gotten out in weeks.” So that explains your sudden isolation. “Please... I don’t want to go back home anymore. I’ll do anything. Just don’t let them hurt me again.”

Kaeya’s absolutely stunned to hear the silent revelation in your words. You’re awkwardly reaching to undo one of the bandage wrappings to prove your point, but he stops you short. That’s all the proof he needs.

You’ll be brought back to the Knights of Favonius’ Headquarters to be tended to while he gathers a team to search for your abuser. Since you gave him a solid description, it shouldn’t be too hard to find them. 

And once they’re apprehended, Kaeya will subject them to a grueling interrogation. There will be no gentle punishment; it’s going to be as unforgiving as the abuse you had to suffer through. 

☁️ Xiao ☁️

You’ve never really been keen on physical touch and Xiao understands that completely. He usually avoids any sort of interaction to begin with, unless it’s absolutely necessary, so it’s not a surprise whenever you shy away from large crowds.

He has grown rather fond of you, which has lead to the two of you meeting at Wangshu Inn for some Almond Tofu and relaxed chit-chat.

During one of your many conversations, you bring up a few alarming statements. They’re just personal points you’d like to change, such as your weak fighting spirit or the way your joints brokenly click when you stretch. 

Xiao wonders why you’d want to change yourself. You’re not usually this doubtful of yourself. In the past, you would always play the role of his smiling friend, putting on a positive face even when he was in a disagreeable mood. 

Xiao is examining your movements as you awkwardly explain yourself and when your arms move he catches the sight of a rope burn etched into your wrist. 

“What happened?” He gestures to your sleeve, to which you react in a nervous manner, shyly pulling your sleeve down to hide it. Xiao frowns a bit. “Did you get into an accident?”

“No, of course not! I’m fine. It’s just a result of my clumsiness.”

It really doesn’t look like that to Xiao and when he truly looks at you again he finds that you appear abnormally tired and exhausted. He isn’t going to sugarcoat anything and he could be making a giant assumption, but he still asks.

“Is someone hurting you?”

Your eyes widen for a split second and Xiao catches that movement like a cat drawn to a laser pointer. He won’t force you to explain unless you feel comfortable doing so. The last thing he wants is upsetting you or pressuring you into something you don’t want to talk about.

Eventually, though, the story will come to light and he’ll hear all about the horrors you’ve gone through. That rope burn was just one of many punishments you’ve had to endure, and Xiao’s just about ready to snap. How dare someone lay their filthy hands upon you in such a violent way?

Xiao will calmly tell you to stay at Wangshu Inn or anywhere else in Liyue where you’ll be safe. He’ll watch over you while you take time to recuperate and heal. He’s going to make sure you’ll never have to go through something like that ever again.

Having Xiao by your side makes the healing process all the more comforting.

And when you fall asleep in a soft, warm bed, Xiao slips out into the night to search for your abuser. It won’t be a pretty sight once he gets his hands on the human trash who dared to hurt you.

💧 Childe 💧

He’s very perceptive when it comes to your health and overall well-being. After all, he’s got brothers and sisters to care for; perception is absolutely necessary in order to keep them happy and healthy.

So it doesn’t take long for him to realize your behavior is uncharacteristic. You’re jumpier than usual, always apologizing for the littlest of things, and you’ll look over your shoulder whenever you sense something.

It’s almost as if you expect someone to suddenly come at you, which isn’t all that odd. Childe has been known to keep you on your toes when he’s looking for a fight.

But on one particular day he manages to give you a spook when he comes up beside you, grinning and showing up in your peripheral so suddenly that it nearly gives you a heart attack. 

You’re so frightened as you back away, practically folding in on yourself in an effort to protect yourself from an imaginary blow. Childe pauses, that silly grin fading when he realizes you’re shaking.

“Hey, it wasn’t that scary. Come on, comrade!” He’s approaching you warily, not entirely sure why you’re acting the way you are. He’s always been spontaneous; you should be used to this by now.

But you refuse to let him come any closer, having to distance yourself so that you can ease your racing heart and hyperventilating lungs. Once you’ve calmed down, embarrassment floods through you at the fact that Childe just witnessed all of that. 

Childe will ask if you’re okay with him stepping closer and if you nod he’ll be on you like a hawk, pulling up your sleeves before you can stop him. 

For once, you catch an expression you normally don’t find on Childe: surprise. He’s genuinely shocked at what he sees: dark bruises and shallow lacerations from something sharp. 

Either you got these in your many sparring matches or there’s another factor at play here, and Childe is almost certain it’s the latter.  

His voice is gentle as he asks you to explain what’s going on and once you do he’s already set on finding the one who did this. He seems to forget all about his Fatui work, wanting to capture your abuser and give them a piece of his mind—and subject them to more than a few pieces of his strength, too. 

He’ll have you protected in no time, offering to take you to the best healer. You’ll be treated wonderfully and he’ll even lay off on your sparring matches for a while. 

In the meantime, once he gets his hands on your abuser, everything becomes fair game. After all, someone has to handle the brunt of his anger and pent-up bloodlust from the lack of a fight. And your abuser is the perfect match to pummel into the ground. Childe shows absolutely no mercy for them. 

[dragon-queen21]

hi it's me again

just wondering if I can have agere venti angst! A few angst headcanons:

1) thunder makes him reminded of Decarabian from Old Mondstadt (he is the god of storms, after all!)

2) anytime he is injured, he gets ptsd from the archon war and half the time he regresses due to it

3) on rare occasions, he will get really forgetful when small and want someone who is dead (makoto, the nameless bard) and then he cries remembering they are dead

4) when he's regressed, he has nightmares 99% of the time and whenever he wakes up he's in babyspace and can only cry

Regressor Venti headcanons

Hello again! :D Hehe my favorite kinds of requests. The ones I can ramble and make my favorite characters suffer /silly

Kinda went off some of your ideas for these, just adding on :3 Also why do Venti and Zenitsu (from demon slayer) give me the same vibes. Cry babies who are clingy to their caregiver’s while small but feeling bad about it later… anyways!

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~Not being able to regress for a long period of time even though he’s super stressed and really needs to. So he ends up drinking away his sorrows to try and numb himself into regressing.

~Diluc finds out about this and goes into older brother mode, insisting that, no, Venti doesn’t need to do that if he is struggling to regress just come to him and he will help. Which he has a couple times but he feels bad when he can’t be fully small and feels like he’s just wasting Diluc’s time and energy.

~It’s either that or he can’t seem to stay big no matter what he does. Caught in a limbo sort of headspace of not small, definitely not big. And he’s just weepy and wants to be clingy

~My own personal headcanon is the reason Venti’s friend doesn’t have a name is because he’s forgotten it over the centuries. But imagine being so little and crying that he misses his friend, his current caregiver trying ti figure out who Venti is talking about and he can’t even tell them because he’s forgotten details himself.

~Will cry at the drop if a hat. One wrong glance and the baby will be in tears

~Begs Morax to take care of him. I feel like after the archon war he would have done so a lot. Over time well life just happens but Morax still makes the time for him ever so often. Venti is never told about Morax’s plan at faking his own death and spirals upon hearing the news, made worse by the fact that he’s in Mondstadt and only hears about the rumor on the wind. He absolutely breaks down in the middle of Angel’s Share and is nearly small for the next week and a half over pure grief alone.

~Screaming and throwing a fit whenever someone insists to look after him (he needs a caregiver especially now he literally can’t take care of himself) but he feels sick that it’s not Morax, not his bubba, not right. And his mental health is bad enough to start worrying the people around him. To the point that Kaeya takes days off to stay with the regressed spirit, Rosaria checks in on him even though she has no idea how to deal with children, let along grieving ones. Even Jean takes off to watch over and support him.

~Aether chews Zhongli out over not telling Venti about his death and leaving his little one to mourn for weeks and the Traveler gets upset to the point that halfway through he’s non-verbal himself, continuing on by just signing to the other and Zhongli isn’t even sure what’s being said to him only that Aether is angry and that he messed up big time. He probably still doesn’t do anything because he’s stubborn and thinks he will hurt Venti more in the long run.

~Eventually it gets bad enough that Aether and Paimon step in directly and take Venti to Liyue, dumps the sad wisp child into Zhongli’s arms with a look and a very stern, “This is your problem. Deal with him.”

~Yeah, easy to say Venti clings to Zhongli like never before. Bonus, he gets to meet Hu Tao when Zhongli takes the little to work with him.