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glacial-waltzes · 2 months ago

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Kaeya, cavalry captain of Mondstadt! A pleasure to meet you all~ 23, he/him.

This picture isn't fully accurate now, but Borealis is still with me! Along with his other friends who keep tailing us around, haha.

Kaeya’s pokemon

Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Lynette. 21 and she/her only.

Kaeya has let me borrow his... odd mechanism when I please. If you are interested in magic, or my brothers… this is the wrong time and place for that. But if you wish to speak with me... just get to the point.

Lynette’s pokemon

If any of you see my good friend Aether, or our other companions, Alhaitham or Furina, please do let us know. We’re a bit worried for them.

//Universe shared with - @diamond-lost-in-time - @fallenboughtkeeper (on the genshin side) - @blueberry-gills - non emo au of @arven-x-drayster-4ever (both on the pokemon side)

please go through ‘read more’ before interacting!

Heyaaa!! It’s @saywha413, mod of @arven-x-drayster-4ever, @ask-sarah-and-co, and all the other blogs in that universe!

I love Kaeya genshin sm and I thought a faller blog would be silly…

since this is a separate universe from my main one, I’d be alright with him being in like other universes if that makes sense? but uh. hmu if you want to do like a rp thread or join universes or smth.

Note relating to the actual genshin part. The only other faller chars planned (as of rn) are the ones he listed. Most other chars will be back on Teyvat- so in @/fallernboughtkeeper’s side.

finally. There will be kaether (kaeya/aether) bc I am crazy abt them. Aether is 20 (under legal drinking age of 21). I am also highly considering furina/lynette and kaeya/aether/alhaitham but we’ll see lmao

Pelipper mail/malice/mystery gifts: ✔️ Musharna mail/malice: ✔️ Union circle: ✔️ In character hate: ✔️ Magic anons: depends on the anon

Anyone can interact, given that we keep it within a social media context.

also full icon bc im super proud of how it turned out

Tag guide:

I didn't know you were such a slacker. Anything by Kaeya Hey; fancy joining me at the tavern for a bit? Asks We're not frozen in place; after all. Reblogs Haha; just don't feel intimidated by what I can do. Plot related stuff Hehe; seems all the other knights already have their hands full. Anything long lol

There is nothing new under the sun... Is that really true? Anything by Lynette + text color

ask games ooc posts ooc reblogs

dividers: x og icon (mines a redraw): x header: x background of lugia image: x

#pokemon irl #pkmn irl #rotomblr #faller irl #genshin impact #kaeya alberich #genshin kaeya #art #genshin lynette #lynette

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chickenparm · 1 year ago

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Tradition - Part Seven

Check out @drawlypsy’s full version of the header that can be found here!

“Sn-Snezhnayan tradition dictates in a traditional battle, the winner is allowed to request one thing from the-” another cough, born from phlegm in his throat that rattles wetly, “from the loser.” (or, You accept a bet and despite not winning, you’re not sure if you’ve actually lost.)

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Childe/f!Reader 2,123 Words - SFW Bamboozled into marriage, awkwardness, fluff, future smut

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Once, perhaps the second or third rematch, Childe made small talk as he sprawled across the floor, leaned back on his hands behind him. First, he mentioned his brother that you’d helped; Teucer. Then, he slipped aimlessly from one topic to the other.

A comfortable cottage made of stone and well-made roof thatching, settled at the edge of a little fishing village tucked along the coastline of Snezhnaya. Its shores protected from battering waves by slow-moving icebergs that create an ever-shifting wall from the outside world.

And in that cottage, in that village, is his family. Siblings who are genuinely happy to see him, parents that put smiles on their faces and tension at the corner of their eyes. A backyard with a ruin guard, its core removed. Farmland that had once been worked by his family to sustain them that lay barren now thanks to Childe’s flow of cash.

Childe paints a pretty picture of rigid mountains, forests of pine trees that would be a deep green if not for the layers and layers of snow covering each individual needle. Frozen lakes that are sturdier than the earth itself, protesting as he drills holes to fish through. The sky stretching into the distance, clear and cold and blue.

Snezhnaya is as beautiful as he describes it to be.

The ship was forced to wait in the small harbor for the night. To approach Morepesok without the guiding light of the sun would be to openly invite the vessel to go ahead and sink. The icebergs don’t move quickly, but they do move, and the village is small enough that the light can’t quite reach out to where you prop your chin on the cold, frozen wood of the ship’s railing.

The moon is just passed new. A thin little sliver, squinting down at the way your breath pushes from your nose in a sigh, the cloud drifting up and away. The stars here are no different than the ones in Mondstadt, or Liyue, or Sumeru, but they seem somehow both brighter and more far away. Like even they are afraid of the chill that’s just barely being fought off by the thick cloak and clothing you’ve procured for the trip.

On your left hand, the ring is warmed happily by your body heat.

It’s getting late, and you should return to the bunk room to get some sleep before you try to piece together Childe’s descriptions to find your way. Before, not so long ago, you would have been endlessly irritated that you could recall such descriptions with picture-perfect clarity. It’s as if he’s dreamily reciting memories of his homeland to you right now, at your side.

But now, it’s comforting. Soothing enough to lull you asleep with the rocking of the ship and the quiet thudding of your heart in anticipation.

Sumeru was - is - arduous. Scaramouche is spirited away somewhere by Nahida, but that’s still a mess that needs to be cleaned up. There’s still so much to do, so many places to explore, every little rock and ruin to pick through for even a trace of your sibling. Even Dainsleif would be a welcome arrival; it’s about that time again where he shows his face and says things that only leave you more confused and frustrated.

Maybe it’s actually better he stays away for a little. Your life is complicated enough as it is.

You awaken to the sound of the crew on the deck, of orders being called out. It takes only a moment for you to blink at the ceiling and decipher the fact that there isn’t the sort of urgency that suggests an emergency. It’s alright to lay in your bunk a little longer.

Hands laced over your stomach as you look upward, you think about Paimon. Dunyarzad had been plenty happy for Paimon to stay with her family - god knows they’d be able to foot the bill for an appetite like that. But Paimon had been adamant she come with you in case you do find your wayward fiance.

“Who knows what will happen! You’ll come back and you’ll be… be… Mrs. Tartaglia, or something! Paimon has to make sure you don’t get swept off and married before Paimon can be there!”

But of course, by “being with you”, she meant tucked away in the nice, warm teapot that sits in your inventory. Close enough that you can call on her if the time for nuptials comes, but far enough away that she doesn’t have to deal with the cold of Snezhnaya.

“Paimon is… cold-blooded! Once Paimon gets cold, it’s all over!” And that’s okay. As much as you appreciate your companion, it’s nice to have a little time alone.

You’ve never really been alone before.

A bell rings somewhere up above, signifying the final approach to the docks. The ship is small enough that you can get to the deck in a few short steps and prepare to disembark. Leaning against the same railing from the evening prior, you look out on the village in the light of day. It’s not exactly as you imagined, but it fits perfectly as it had been described.

As a fishing village, you expected it to be a little more gray, a little more dreary. As a Snezhnayan village, you expected it to be less populated, a little less busy.

It subverts your expectations in all those ways. There are already people on the dock ready to help moor the ship. Not so far away, you can see the square of the village, lit with a crackling bonfire to warm those who seem to be doing shopping at a morning market. Food must always be fresh, if it’s colder than an icebox all the time.

And the fish. Childe wasn’t lying about the size of the fish. As you walk past one in the square to enjoy the bonfire for a moment, you swear its eyes seem to follow you. But surely it’s dead, and you’re just feeling odd being in a place so new without anyone else to comfort you.

Right, you tell yourself, holding your mitten-clad hands out to accept the fire’s warmth, a moment longer here, and I’ll start that search in earnest.

A moment turns into two, then three, and before long you realize you’re simply wasting time and stalling. You’re better at recognizing it now, after scrutinizing your behavior toward Childe and this situation. Diversion after stall tactic after excuse to drag things out. And then you took long enough that the two of you were separated before you could make any further headway.

Though, he’s already an indeterminable amount of distance away from you, so what’s a few moments longer?

If the fire was a finite resource, it would be accurate to pin you with the sin of greed. Snezhnaya is so cold, colder than it would be if you had another form by your side that would let you snuggle into his cloak and press yourself against him to leech his warmth.

Instead, a different body slams into you, almost knocking you off balance and into the wet slush on the ground made of melted snow.

Your name, chanted in a cheerful voice with the slightest lisp of a child missing their front teeth. Over and over as his arms squeeze tighter and tighter, only loosening when another voice pipes up, “Wait, this is Ajax’s-?”

The voice cuts off and a third voice says, only in somewhat of a whisper, “Yeah! But don’t say anything, remember? Mama and Papa don’t know yet, and you know Teucer can’t keep a secret for his life.”

Teucer is who clings to you with giggling laughter and a cacophony of words that you can’t quite make out beyond his happiness at seeing you here. The other two would be unmistakable as his siblings - as Childe’s siblings. A girl with long orange hair in a braid, and blue eyes that have the same shine as Teucer’s. A boy with a darker shade of auburn, cropped short and looking far too serious for someone his age.

Still bewildered, your mind wanders in the chaos as you contemplate whether a younger Childe was more similar to Teucer, or the pre-teen boy that you can only assume is Anthon. It’s difficult to imagine Childe with such an expression on his face; he seems far more suited to wide smiles and laughter and freckles on his cheeks.

The two others don’t introduce themselves to you. It doesn’t seem necessary, considering they’re obviously aware of who and what you are, and you’ve heard more than your fair share of stories about Childe’s siblings. But still, you do your best to give them a smile before looking down at Teucer to pry his arms from around your waist. He’s letting the warmth out from inside your cloak, after all.

“It’s good to see you, too. What happened to your teeth?”

“They fell out-”

“He slipped on the ice face-first and knocked them out.” Anthon says, stepping forward to scrutinize you better. “They’re still in the snow somewhere, we couldn’t find ‘em. Is Ajax with you?”

It takes a moment for you to process the mystery of Teucer’s missing teeth, immediately followed by a question that answers an unspoken one of your own. So he isn’t here. Unfortunate - that ticket cost a lot of mora, considering the vessel wasn’t meant for passengers. Who takes a Winter trip to Snezhnaya, anyway? Much less to a little fishing village more than a day of travel from the capitol.

Anthon asked a question, and you shake your head to answer, “No, he isn’t. I was actually hoping he was here, with you. We’ve been… apart for business, and I’m not sure where he’s stationed at the moment.”

“Well, the last letter he sent didn’t say where, so we dunno either.” Tonia explains, stepping forward as well. “It’s a good thing we found you before anyone else did.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?�� Your question sounds a little guarded. It’s probably not necessary to be defensive around the children who will inevitably be your in-laws, but they’re giving you the answers to questions you weren’t even aware of, and suddenly the snow feels a little too bright, the fire too warm, your cloak too heavy.

Breathe.

Sumeru took a lot out of you, put a lot into you that you’re still working through. A fear of too much happening at once - one-hundred and sixty eight defeats against a metal monstrosity of elemental power would burden anyone with an anxiety they can’t quite shake.

In the midst of your swirling thoughts, Tonia interjects, reaching down beside her to a basket that had carefully been tucked into the snow. “Teucer, why don’t you run this back to Mama? She’s waiting on these and you’re the fastest runner. We’ll bring the Traveler, so don’t worry!”

The boy doesn’t even bat an eye. He accepts the basket with a look of determination, “I won’t even need a break!”

“Watch your footing, don’t slip again-”

“Yeah, or your bottom teeth will go next.” Anthon’s teasing could be construed as rude, but there’s a smile on his face, a smile on Teucer’s, and maybe that’s just a thing between them you don’t quite get. Surely your twin has made jibes like that in the past, but it feels like a lifetime since you last held their hand in yours before dispersing into golden light and stardust.

Once Teucer is far out of earshot, Anthon no longer withholds information.

“Ajax hasn’t said a word about your engagement to our parents.” He says with a seriousness that makes you wonder if perhaps his parents are some sort of abyssal beasts that would have their transformations triggered by the mention of holy matrimony.

Tonia further clarifies, “Don’t be mad at him about it. It’s like.. a Snezhnayan tradition that the mother of the groom plans the wedding. And she said Ajax is old enough that he really should start looking-”

“Anyway, he obviously had a reason for only telling Tonia and me, so-”

“So, you shouldn’t say anything about it for now. Did you come here looking for him? Where from?” Tonia’s voice goes from trying too hard to seem grown-up to having that childlike inquisitiveness that Teucer still enjoys. Her gloved hand wraps around your arm to start guiding you along Teucer’s footprints in the snow. Anthon follows behind, listening as you do your best to answer her questions and ignore the unsettled feeling in your stomach of once again having no direction.

There’s a suspiciously Teucer-shaped indent in the disturbed snow on the path, a footprint skidding longer than the others. You ignore that, too.

#childe #tartaglia #genshin impact #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #childe x reader #childe/reader #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia/reader #genshin #multi part #multi chap

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khae-writes · 2 years ago

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entwined by fate [ xiao/reader ]

tags: open ending, female reader, soulmate au, the red string

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There had always been this tiny little string that followed right behind the teal-haired yaksha. It was thin and seemingly fragile, however unbreakable. He had tried to cut it off with mere scissors, use his choice of weapon, and even go as far as using anemo to try and cut it off as it hindered with his battles. The other end of it was too far for his eyes to decipher but he knew it pointed north — Mondstadt, he assumed. And that was incredibly far.

He had no problem crossing scorching deserts and land coated in pure white snow — he wouldn’t , at least. But his duty was to protect Liyue and its people.

It wasn’t as if he could just leave the inn just to traverse through mountains and climb rocks just to see where this tiny pathetic little string leads.

He had come forth with this problem with Rex Lapis, who was no help in any way. He only smiled and vaguely told him with that same amused but also calculative expression he gave to everyone he found the least bit entertaining.

“You’ll meet them eventually.”

Who was ‘them’?

Xiao scoffed that time he heard that — he knew Morax was not underestimating his abilities, nor toying with him and his emotions. But that was honestly a much more anticipated reaction than the cryptic one the former Geo Archon gave then. The Guardian Yaksha could never fathom why he didn’t just say it outright. But he supposes even the most serious people have their own sources of joy and amusement.

“What do you mean I’ll ‘meet them eventually’?”

Zhongli smiled at him. “The one who is truly destined to save you — your soulmate.”

Xiao didn’t understand; he didn’t want to either. So instead of further humoring the taller man, the vigilante yaksha simply stood up from his seat and walked away, leaving Zhongli alone on his table sipping a cup of tea.

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He counted the hours.

He counted the minutes.

He counted the seconds.

But of course, sometimes, he’d lose count. So he’d start again, and again, and again — this would happen every time a random no-good bandit pops by, or danger lurks near the Wangshu Inn.

As if the world didn’t want to grant him a moment of serenity where he could just sit around and watch the night sky, counting numbers and time until he’d fall into a slumber. Every so often, his mind would drift back to his last interaction with the tall brunette.

If there was anything he picked up from that , it was that the guardian had a feeling it would be a life-changer for him. Rex Lapis never lied to him, and he doubted he even had the capability to do so — so him saying that the person destined to truly save him from this despair with such confidence — it shocked Xiao.

Xiao almost snorts in amusement.

But it had also exhausted him.

This whole thing where he could only do nothing but wait for the other end to come to him instead.

Yet, he had grown tired of waiting; how many months have passed? How many years have passed?

Why was he even waiting?

Did he want to be saved after all?

Morax said this person would save him completely — he couldn’t have been lured in by that sweet talk, right?

It has been a little over a century, Xiao believes so. The string was yet to throb and move — a motion that people around him would’ve expected to have already heard swing around and be held into a straight line; the sign that his ‘savior’ had arrived.

But nothing happened over the century.

A century .

“... this is pointless.” Xiao sighs, pinching the string with his index finger and thumb, bringing it closer to his eyes as he observed it with an analytical gaze, wondering how to separate it from his body without hurting himself and by that, he meant chopping off his arm. There really was no guarantee either whether the string would be cut off or not even after his arm had been cut off.

He sighs, plopping on top of Wangshu Inn’s roof, watching the lanterns light up the sky. There were hundreds, perhaps thousands — he watched them all with a relaxed and contented expression.

A gentle breeze fleets by him, the feeling of the cold wind breezing by his skin tickled him a bit and he liked the feeling of peaceful moments like these — none of his karma to ruin him, no enemy to shed blood of.

Liyue was peaceful; Xiao closed his eyes — although no smile reached his face, he relished in the comfortable silence.

The tug on his pinky finger snaps him to reality. He feels a wave of slight annoyance and he pulls his hand to his chest, as if pettily reminding the string who was alpha — that this mere thread shant keep him caged for some unexplained reason.

A rumbling noise from under the roof he sat on interrupted yet again his doze. He kept his amber optics peeled for any suspicious movement, his spear already on his hand. The weight of the string on his pinky distracted him a bit but it did little to hinder his speed and strength. He jumps down to the ground with a loud thud to encounter the person who he presumed to be out to steal the inn’s money and antique while the owners and visitors were out to watch the lantern festival up close.

Whoever this stranger was that dared to steal at such a solace night — Xiao would be sure to punish them severely.

The noise continued to rustle just behind a bush. His dominant hand suddenly felt much heavier — this time, the weight was overwhelming and the teal-haired man furrows his brows, nearly doubling forward at the sudden gravity. The string no longer limped, Xiao took notice as well.

His heart raced.

The red string — vermillion and cerise — it was in a horizontal position where it connected him to whatever or whoever it was behind these bushes and the call it was singing to him, it was as if it was luring him to the other end.

He neared, he stepped forward.

Xiao pulls apart the shrubs standing in his way, his weapon long gone before standing over a young woman. His amber-colored contacts met (e/c) orbs and for a moment, silence instilled. It was as if time froze.

The red string by his pinky, it led to this (h/c)-haired woman battered on the ground who was patching herself up with gauze and bandages.

Then the thread snapped, floating away to wherever.

The girl gaped at him, a shine glossing over her eyes as she immediately dusts herself when she stands. She leaned over to see him clearly. Xiao takes a tentative step back, cautious as she gives him a wide pearly-white grin.

“You’re my soulmate!”

Xiao felt his heart burst into a flutter of emotions — he couldn’t pinpoint what it was, however.

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catraithy · 2 months ago

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HI this is random but i noticed you have a genshin screenshot as your header image so. do you by any chance play on the eu server? and if yes then wanna exchange uids? i like adding mutuals to friends in games i play :]

Hiya! Thanks for noticing hehe, it’s one of the first pictures I took in Mondstadt sooo long ago.

I’m on NA server unfortunately, but I very much appreciate the outreach! I can still share the UID if you have an NA side account ^^

Nevertheless, may you have much luck on all your wishes! And a very good September.

#questions

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serenity-ren-bliss · 2 years ago

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White day event submission

Title: You really thought I forgot

Prompt(s)/Premise: Venti, Kaeya, Kave + pretenhding to forget it's white day. + gn!reader

Notes: I'm really sorry this is late. Writer's block hit like a truck. I hope you like it @kaeyas-beloved.

TW: none

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It was white day today. It's a lesser known follow up to valentine's where people would give back the valentines you received. You were excited to celebrate the day with your loving husband, but he seemed oddly unphased about it all. Did he forget...?

(Credit to @gintamaedits for this header)

You had made a list of what you needed to do a couple weeks ago. Venti was a very affectionate partner, so you had a lot to do. Your entire Valentines together was filled with poems, and songs, and sweet gifts.

First thing happened early in the morning. On Valentine's Day Venti surprised you with breakfast. It was a dish that his old friend invented called Mondstadt Apple-pancakes. So, you made him arepas for breakfast. They had similar elements to the apple-pancakes, but they were different. He had never tried them before, so it was a good chance to introduce it to him like how he introduced the apple-pancakes to you.

He woke up at around 10:00 as planned. You had the arepas sitting out on the table and he seemed surprised to see them. Usually, he'll have something quick like an apple for breakfast. You two talked as you ate.

"Thank you for the delicious arepas, Windblume, but I must be off now." He smiled as he slipped on his cape. You were a little sad to see him leave. You had spent the entire Valentine's Day together, after all. "Really? You can't stay for a little more?"

"Sorry, love, but I have a performance at the chapel in a few minutes and I really must go."

You sighed "ok, love, I understand."

While you were doing your commissions, you made sure to pick up some flowers for Venti. He had braided them into your hair on Valentine's Day and you had made him a flower crown.

You sighed as you put the sweetflowers into your bag. That should be enough, right? Some of them had been burned due to the pyro mage's attacks, but you were able to salvage some of them.

Finally, you picked up a gift from Margerie's to give to him. A simple brooch with a Cecilia on it. He had given you a matching one while you were out together. You gave him a necklace you made.

You pocketed the brooch and went down to the center of Mond to sit. You had barely seen Venti all day, it was like he forgot about the white day. Sighing, you leaned against the headrest and stared at the fountain in front of you. "Something the matter, big-sibling Y/N?" Klee approached, a worried expression replacing her usual smile. "It's nothing, Klee" You responded, giving her a little pat on the head, "Just a little tired." "Well," she smiled, "Big-brother Kaeya said the weather outside is really nice! Maybe, you should go to Windrise to get some fresh air." You nodded. "Thanks, Klee." "No problem!!" She saluted before walking away with the usual pep in her step.

You walked slowly, admiring the area around you. It was just about to be sunset. That's when you felt something under your foot. Looking down, you saw a pretty Cecillia. You picked it up, admiring the petals. Then you noticed another flower a little forward; a sweetflower. Then another. More and more flowers formed a path to Vanessa's tree. Finally, you made it to the end and was delighted with what you saw. Venti sat on a cute picnic blanket, a basket and a few plates of food set out on it. You smiled, running over to hug him. "Happy white day, my love." You teared up a bit as you hugged him. "Thank you, hon." You pulled away to look at him. He smiled at you before picking up a bite of your favorite food and holding it up. You quietly opened your mouth, letting him feed you the food. Then he turned around and pulled out a headrest of flowers. "Here." He put it on your head. You walked slowly, admiring the area around you. It was just about to be sunrise. That's when you felt something under your foot. Looking down, you saw a pretty Cecillia. You picked it up, admiring the petals. Then you noticed another flower a little forward; a sweetflower. Then another. More and more flowers formed a path to Vanessa's tree. Finally, you made it to the end and was delighted with what you saw. Venti sat on a cute picnic blanket, a basket and a few plates of food set out on it. You smiled, running over to hug him. "Happy white day, my love." You teared up a bit as you hugged him. "Thank you, hon." You pulled away to look at him. He smiled at you before picking up a bite of your favorite food and holding it up. You quietly opened your mouth, letting him feed you the food. Then he turned around and pulled out a headrest of flowers. "Here." He put it on your head.

Your Valentine’s Day with Kaeya was simple but sweet. Nothing too fancy, just spending the day together. Because of this, you didn’t have much to work with for White Day. But you still got to work.

Every day, without fail, you wake up to him already awake yet still in bed cuddling you. And every day, when you wake up, he says "Good morning" followed by a different pet name every morning. Have they repeated? Yes. Do you care? No.

You groggily opened your eyes, feeling your partner's arms wrapped around you. "Good morning, dearest." You heard his ever-familiar voice. "Mornin', Kea." You mumbled groggily. He pecked your forehead, snuggling into your neck. After a few minutes, he sat up to get out of bed. "You leaving?" You snuggled into him tighter, keeping him trapped into his arms. He chuckled. "I have work today, dear." "But I wanna spend time with you todayyyy." He sighed. "5 more minutes, then."

You made pancakes together on Valentine's. You wanted to make breakfast again with him today. Maybe waffles this time? He cooked lunch for you that day, his specialty.

When Kaeya decided to get up to actually go to work, you got up with him, hoping to cook together. "Sorry love, but I'm in a rush. Jean won't be very happy if I'm late to this meeting." You nodded in understanding. "Ok but take this lunch I made with you." You pulled the nicely packaged meal from the fridge. Passing it to him. He smiled at it. "Of course, I will, thank you, dove." He gave you one last kiss before leaving.

You had wanted to stop by his office during lunch time, but the other knights told you he was busy. You thought that was odd since he didn't mention any meetings outside of a small one in the morning. You instead decided to go shopping, hoping to make him some dinner when he got back. That was when you were surprisingly approached by his good friend and co-worker Albedo.

"Hello, Y/n" Albedo greeted you. "Oh, hi Albedo." You look up at him, your tone slightly gloomy." He reached into his bag and pulled out an envelope. Confused, you took it and opened it. Inside was a note you began reading.

"Meet me at the Angel's share tavern for a surprise. - K.A."

Kaeya's initials... You closed the envelope, putting it in your pocket and moved on. You rushed to Angel's share, curious thoughts racing in your mind. 'What could he have planned?'

Upon entering the tavern, you immediately noticed the place seemed awfully empty. As you were looking around, you were approached by a familiar red head. "Hello, Y/n" You turned to face him, surprised but also happy to see him. "Hello Diluc!" He offered his hand to you and you took it as he led you upstairs. He brought you into a room you immediately recognized. "This is where..." "We spent our first Valentine's Day." You instantly perked up at the sound of your partner's voice. Looking over in his direction, you were immediately awestruck. The room had been decorated with some of your favorite flowers and f/c ribbons. Kaeya himself sat at the table dressed in a handsome suit, his eyes were trained on you, filled with love and adoration as always. He smiled at you, gesturing you closer. You obliged walking over to sit beside him. Ever the gentle man, he stood up to greet you, bowing and kissing your hand before pulling your seat for you. "Happy white day, my love."

Kaveh was always a very affectionate lover. Day after day he showered you with love and praise, always going the extra mile on days like Valentine's. It started in the morning when he woke you up so you two could have breakfast in bed together. You decided to do the same for him. Eggs, bacon, and toast with some ice water.

"Mornin' Kaveh!" You brought the tray of food in. "Good morning, baby." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes." You brought the tray over to put it on your bedside table. "Oh, thank you Love!" He smiled at you. The two of you cuddled and talk as you ate. The atmosphere was sweet and cozy. When he was done, Kaveh sat up. "Thank you for breakfast babe, but I have to get work on my newest project." He gave you a quick kiss. You heart sank and you pouted, "You can't cuddle some more?" "No, I'm sorry dearest." "Five more minutes?" "Ok, five more minutes."

He ended up staying for 30 before he finally insisted on getting up.

Sad, but not completely crushed, you got changed and left the house to pick up some gifts from the bazaar. Kaveh had insisted on going shopping with you, buying you everything you wanted. You bought him some sweets, flowers, and prepared the ingredients to make his favorite food. While you were browsing a bakery for some pastries, you bumped into a...familiar face.

"Y/n" You turned to face the source of the voice. "Hello, Alhaitham, good to see you." You smiled at him. He had his usual grumpy look on his face. "Kaveh needs you home." That honestly surprised you. While Kaveh being clingy wasn't an unusual thing, when working on projects, especially new ones, he often get's so focused his entire surroundings disappear.

You nodded and returned home.

Upon arrival, you were met with a sweet suprise.

"Happy white day, my love!" Every inch of the house was decorated too perfection. The dining table was filled with your favorite food. You smiled, running to give Kaveh the tightest hug. "Happy white day, Honey"

Like everyone else on this list Ajax was a very affectionate lover. While pretending to forget this day wasn't easy, he wase still able to pack a lot of special plans. Starting with good morning cuddles.

"Good morning my prince/princess/liege." You snuggled deeper into his chest to ignore the light from the sun. He chuckled, reaching his hand to your cheek. He left little pecks all over your face. You laughed.

Next thing was breakfast. Ajax insisted he be the one to cook that morning, making some of the best French toast you've ever eaten.

"MM!" You smiled as the sweet, buttery taste hit your tounge. "I'm guessing that's a hit?" You nodded; mouth still full of delicious goodness.

Next on the agenda was shopping. You guys visited every store that caught your eye. Nothing was too pricy; Ajax was filthy rich and he spoiled you rotten.

"What do you think of this outfit?" "It looks beautiful, dearest." "So should I get this one or the first one?" "Both."

Finally, and most important, you spent dinner with his family.

#venti x reader #kaeya x reader

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starryy-ships · 4 months ago

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YOU LIKE PAFL AND YOU FAM F/O KAEYA you are so wonderful . on an old blog I used to have the same header but plural so when I saw you I was like omg!!

HIIII !!! yes im very normal about kaeya and most mondstadt characters /lyinng. oh that reminds me i need to make a proper intro for my genshin self insert soon……..

ALSO YAY FELLOW PAFL FAN!!

#i will make the self insert post #tomorrow. for i am too eepy to think much tonight

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zhongrin · 10 months ago

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EBG 2024/01 LORE & THEORIES

a/n: forgive me, but my friends are just so talented and i had to take notes of these delicious delicious lores. i would encourage everyone to check them out and send them sabotages!! (i might update this if i have time)

last updated: 01/25

kurisu / @risustravelogue

original bias: wriothesley (+al haitham & zhongli) // assigned bias: itto

known facts/notes:

lore-related asks are mostly tagged with #kurisu's ebg 2024/01 lore

what are those dots on the header?? -> ... ......

header changed -> .........

it’s been two months & 1 week since she went to inazuma. her last letter was from 2 weeks ago

who is the ‘client’ in inazuma? 1) someone with connection to estelle (blacksmith in fontaine) 2) was a previous solo client of hers 3) uses he/him pronouns 4) used to live in fontaine (or sumeru?) but moved to inazuma

who is the one speaking in the purple text? morse code: ... --- --- -. -> SOON

itto and shinobu agreed to escort her to ritou which will take 2 days.

who is the person seen watching her? -> "scapino"

someone seems to be deliberately erasing her memory. by stealing her vision? IT’S ALBEDO ISN'T IT OMG THIS BITCH /silly -> this "scapino" guy has it so it's highly likely that he's the one who took it??

she has her vision now but her memory didn't return. so there must be something else blocking her memory from coming back....

"Your previous order regarding the letters still stands" -> ????

location: Higi Village, Yashiori Island

sayu is possibly a witness?

my theory:

all facts point that she doesn’t seem to remember her ACTUAL age because 1) she said she can’t drink, 2) she still thinks she’s living in sumeru and is going to school. but she does remember that she shifted courses - to ksashrewar - which means this is a wrisu (or haikuwri timeline?), which makes sense because she knew estelle well!! -> THEORY CONFIRMED SHE THINKS SHE'S LIKE 10 YEARS YOUNGER LETS GO GAMERS

'client' is sus. will need to gather more clues to identify him.

the purple guy watching her looks like they're wearing anonymous (like the hacker group) mask.... SUS

"scapino" is a character from commedia dell'arte.

"He was originally a masked character, although later versions usually have the actor simply powder his face". -> WHICH IS WHY I THOUGHT HE WAS WEARING A MASK IK IT WAS SHADOWED BUT THAT SKIN COLOR IS TOO PALE IT FITS IM NOT INSANE

"He is traditionally shown with a hooked nose and a pointed beard." -> SQUINTS

traits to note that might be useful: "Self-preservation and self-interest are his main concerns".

crys / @crystalflygeo

original bias: zhongli (+neuvillette) // assigned bias: kazuha

known facts/notes:

crys can ‘dream walk’ and like all adepti, can hear people’s ‘prayers’/'wishes'. [one] [two]

her names: crys, spring bringer, █ █ █ █ █ █ █ (7 characters)

she has memories from liyue AND fontaine -> crylilette timeline!!!!!

she currently has a geo and hydro affinity stones which might be able to help (bless moth!!!) → will need to think how to utilize them

kazuha seems to want to genuinely help crys, which is good. he could definitely be an ally.

a youkai stole her real name, we'll need to find it.

current location: they're in ritou

neuvillette seems aware of what's going on since fontaine has been raining a ton. or maybe he just misses her lmao drama queen /aff

my theory:

nothing concrete atm, but i suspect the moment she learned all of her names, she'll remember her memories. fantheory: it might be related to neuvillette instead of zhongli. -> confirmed. LETS GOOOOO WE ON THE FINAL STRETCH!!!

psy / @abyssmal-skies

original bias: ayaka (+al haitham & dainsleif & neuvillette) // assigned bias: jean

known facts/notes:

psy was in inazuma and now is in mondstadt

ayaka doesn’t exist but psy remembers her

'please send me home' / 'you should know what happens to characters outside their dimension' -> she doesn't belong in this 'world'

'the wind feels wrong' -> venti might have noticed an 'outsider' who doesn't belong to this world

references to yumemiru woods ("Exquisite in quality and full of moisture, people say that it can lull people into dreams as sweet as the warm spring")

references to the miasma we encountered on the sakura cleansing ritual quest

my theory:

the relic transports her to a branch in irminsul where ayaka doesn’t exist. possibly the ley line thing going fucky like that inazuma quest. psy getting trapped in the ley line where ayaka doesn't exist.

navina / @dxy-drxxm

original bias: venti (+al haitham) // assigned bias: ferrylady

known facts/notes:

oletus manors / idv!au

hunter!zhongli ('director') exists. also hu tao ('undertaker') but unsure if she’s a hunter or a survivor (probably the former).

jean seems to be a doctor in this au

survivor!ferrylady or ‘charon’ (embalmer) seems to have lived in the manor for a long time. was she brought here along with zhongli and hu tao?

ferrylady has a platonic relationship with the novelist and seems to think of them as a friend despite their 'eccentricities'.

survivor!‘novelist’ is navi’s persona here

how does venti come into this??

that reference to the matchmaking event over at @/throw-letter away hslkdfhsld

my theory: