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[distressedchinchilla]

Modern!genshin Dainsleif & Traveler au headcanons

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K so I've been having a bit of a modern!genshin au brainrot where u have ReaderxSingleFather!Dain whos adopted the Lumi + Aether that are in high school so here are some headcanons for that :)

P.S. many ofsome of these aren't ReaderxDain they're just modern!au headcanons that would be a part of this universe :)

TW: Mentions of a car crash, parental neglect(not to reader, Dain, Aether, or Lumine tho)

*also its kinda longgg*

So lets pretend that you work in a cafe(yes ik another cafe au- very original but hang in there) across the street from where lumine and Aether go to school and you meet Dain when him and Aether come to pick up Lumine from her part time job at your place

You've already kinda started to look after Lumi in a little sister/niece kinda way then one day some v e r y attractive man come in with Aether and is introduced as their adoptive dad.....

.....H o l y S h i t

When I say the adrenaline/endorphin rush you had from the eye contact almost made you pop a circuit like a toaster in a bathtub I mean it-

He's V polite the entire encounter if a little dry-humored but you guys left off on a good note

He eventually starts "Visiting Lumine" at her job and picking her up at the end of her shifts to drive home even though their house is a short walking distance away

You also notice that even though he seems to have his adoptive daughters work schedule memorized he also always seems to come just a bit too early to chat(but he only talks w/you when there's little to no customers bc he knows you have a job to do)

The siblings lowkey ship after the first interaction....

And eventually....

Aether is gets a job at your place as well but strangely enough some "outside forces" in the siblings own personal schedules have conspired to give him staggered work times with Lumine rather than have them work at the same time...

This makes it so that Dain has to visit the cafe 2x as often to pick up his tiny cupid gremlins

You learn that Aether has a tiny yet loud all white corgi with a peach collar named Paimon that has a fear of water after she fell in a lake as a puppy

Some of the other hs students that also work at you cafe are Xiangling, a favorite of the customers, Diona, who you once caught trying to spit in drink order(It didn't work bc the spit kept falling back onto her lip or shirt), and Gaming who you're pretty sure has at least 2 other jobs than yours and does community service

All your tiny employees get along :)

You learn a lot more about Lumine and Aether's school life as well as the others as time goes on

Some of the most popular teachers and adults on campus seem to be:

Math teacher "Madam" Faruzan, who's a bit too strict on rules

AP World History Teacher Zhongli(who has infamously deadly long and boring lectures yet all his students pass with a B or higher)

Biology Teacher Alhaitham, who keeps 2 Giant Sulawesi snails in his classroom named Aranara and Ararycan, named by his preschool age adopted daughter Nahida, who he took in after his friend, Nahida's adult older sister died in a car crash.

He's also that one teacher that intentionally edits wiki pages so he knows when his students bs their papers....

Graphic Design Teacher Kaveh, that's engaged to Bio teacher Alhaitham and is considerably more laid back than his Fiance

They clearly love each other very much despite how much they bicker

The 2 gym teachers Kayea and Diluc who seem to have formed a rivalry and regularly pit their classes against each other in dodgeball matches(A boy named Bennett always seems to be tagged out first, and always headshot no less)

Principal Ningguang and Vice Principal Jean(who always seems to be overworked)

The only person more overworked than VP Jean is the school counselor Katheryne

Carpentry Teacher Xianyun who has two daughters of her own, Ganyu- who always sleeps in class no matter how much caffeine she drinks before hand, and Shenhe who has the highest max in weight lifting

AP Gov. teacher Neuvillette, who is apparently very popular despite the fact he gives the most detentions out of all the other teachers

Substitute drama teacher Furina who's a long term sub for the official Drama and Dance teacher Ms. Focalors

Nilou, the long term substitute for the Dance Team

Security guards Wriothesly and Dehya, who both once got an earful from Principal Ningguag for holding an arm-wresting tournament among students...

AP Music Theory teacher Venti, who's that one teacher that grades solely off how well he vibes with the students and not actual assignments

Librarian Lisa, who has amassed a collection of romance genre books more than any other in her workspace

Cyno, the English teacher with allllllll the dad jokes in the book(and has probably written his own pun book that he tells to the class)

Chemistry teacher Tighnari who has to constantly knock on the doors of other teachers classrooms to keep the noise level down since everyone knows the walls of school building are paper thin and he may just be slowly going deaf bc of it

Some of their peers include:

Amber, who was the first to befriend Lumine and Aether when they first started high school, despite being a grade higher than the siblings and having exactly 0 classes with them

Razor, a foreign exchange student that doesnt talk much but is best friends with Bennett(the dodgeball loser than manges to trip over anything, even the things that aren't there), and Fishcl, who's real name is Amy but hasn't let go of her imaginary childhood world yet(and good for her tbh)

Hu Tao, that one goth kid that used to tell all the others that "Ring-Around-the-Rosy" was about the black death during recess back in elementary school

Kunikuzushi, who has lesbian moms, Ei and Yae, as well as a younger sister, Raiden, who's still in middle school. He was neglected as a kid bc his biological mother, Ei favored his sister over him. He's very edgy but surprisingly doesn't get along with the other goths, Hu Tao, and a kid named Xiao

Xiao, who's a teachers pet to no one but Mr. Zhongli who fostered him as a child

Lyney and Lynette, who's favorite class is Drama, despite their frequent terrorizing of the substitute teacher, Furina, at their insistence that it's all because they want Ms. Focalors to return sooner

Albedo, who's highly introverted except in his debate club with a sole soft spot for his sister Klee(in kindergarten) and their mother Alice, a flight attendant who's not around much but calls every(and yes I do mean every night) night to check in via facetime to ask see if Albedo's making friends and to read ebook children's stories to Klee :)

Yoimiya, who was once given detention for an entire school quarter bc she set off a whole mess of fireworks on the football field

The ever rich Kamisato siblings who made the choice to go to a public school, rather than Snezhnaya, the rich Northern school across the way that has a principal even stricter than Ningguang, Faruzan, and Neuvillette combined, so harsh that her students have given her the name "Tsaritsa"........

please give me constructive criticisms on my hcs :) id love to know if you want a follow up for only school life or only romantic headcanons but it might take me a bit to get back on it :) (but please no nsfw)

[teyvattherapist]

"You were destined for the stars.." "Then come reach them with me." + Dainsleif ( our love, our heart, our starlight ) T.T

idk if you've already done this one -- I .. I saw it and knew it was meant for him -- CONGRATS ON 300 BBY! beautiful starflower <3 (here's to many many more!)

This was for my 300 followers event back in September! Then I took a hiatus and died :)

Thank you so much Hazel!! You've been a dear friend since the start even if we don't talk as much as I'd like!! Also I'll have you know that every time I read 'starflower' I beam, it's so cute.

tags; gn!readerxDainsleif, Dainsleif is taller than the reader, fluff w/ mentions of insecurities.

Being with somebody like Dainsleif meant accepting a lot of things you hadn’t ever expected to accept. The existence of Khaenri’ah, the fall of a nation and subsequent erasure of a people. Immortality and humanity, religion and Gods, every worldview challenged just by knowing Dainsleif, challenged further by being with him.

You had always considered yourself rather normal, plain even, so being with somebody like Dainsleif often brought feelings of insecurity. For all that he was, to survive all that he had, you couldn’t consider him anything less than amazing. Maybe it was your outlook on him that caused the brewing of insecurity in the pit of your stomach, or maybe it was just your overactive imagination. You could never really be sure.

Still though, despite his rebuttals to any compliment you may give him, it never swayed your view on Dainsleif. Not when he looked at the world around him with such fondness despite it all, that same fondness cast in your direction. But while your outlook on him never swayed, the same could not be said for your outlook on yourself. An unfortunate side effect, you supposed.

Rays of moonlight shone through the canopy of the trees high above you as you traversed the darkened forest alongside Dainsleif. “You seem rather distracted tonight.” His tone was soft as it cut through the relative silence, the forest itself seemed to grow quiet as he awaited your response. You could feel his eyes on you as you walked beside him down the barely viable forest path.

You let out an uneasy chuckle, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye, yeah, definitely watching you with that curious gaze of his. Once more you looked ahead of you, trying to find the words to explain how you felt. Should you even tell him? “It’s just that you were destined for the stars…” You trailed off as he came to a stop in a clearing fit for pitching camp for the evening.

Dainsleif held out a gloved hand to you, a soft smile on his features. You placed your own hand within his grasp, and he pulled you closer to him. “Then come reach them with me.” You could tell he was being sincere from the softness of his tone, the lingering eye contact, his grip on your hand and waist.

“Dain, don’t be ridiculous. I’m not-”

“Not what?” He interrupted, quirking a blond brow at you. “Because to me, you are my star, and you outshine anything that may be up in the night sky.” Dainsleif brought your intertwined hands up, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. “To me, you are the most important thing to grace the surface of Teyvat.” He lowered your hands only to lean down and press another kiss to the crown of your head.

You shook your hand free from his grip, instead wrapping your arms around his waist, burying your face against his chest. Dainsleif chuckled as he wrapped his own arms around you, resting his chin on top of your head. “It’s getting late, we should set up camp.” You reasoned, voice muffled by his shirt. But despite your words, you made no attempt to move away from him.

Dainsleif seemed to understand, arms tightening around you as he held you under the light of the moon. “That can wait, let’s stay like this for a moment.” He was not one to treat you like glass, well aware you could handle yourself, but it never stopped him from treating you with the gentleness of a soft breeze. And maybe Dainsleif couldn’t absolve you entirely of your insecurity, he was at least successful in easing it.

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[teyvattherapist]

I found another prompt that suits Dain: "You have a heart that sees the world with open eyes". I see him as the reserved, pacient type that would help his loved ones however he can. Despite everything that happened to him, he is still empathetic towards others and their struggles.💜

Once more this was for my 300 followers event! Clearing out my inbox<3

tags; gn!readerxDainsleif, fluff with a smidge of hurt.

In his time, Dainsleif had seen many things. The rise and fall of nations, crises that he stood on the sidelines for, the deaths of Gods, the resurgence of heroes. He'd seen it all. But for all he saw, it did little to ease the pulling of his heart in the direction of a home razed to the ground. And still, home was not a place he returned to.

He learned long ago that revenge did little to soothe a broken soul. His anger all but waning, leaving but a bitter taste in his mouth and an empty place in his chest. Dainsleif wanted to be angry at something, someone. But there was no anger left. Not after all these centuries. His attention turned elsewhere.

Dainsleif grew curious instead of spiteful as the time passed, his immortality keeping. The world of Teyvat was vast, and there were secrets to uncover everywhere. This world had more to offer than the anger in his heart that weighed him down. And so he did his best to let it go, to embrace the cards he'd be given.

And that's how he met you.

Wondrous you.

He had once told himself he wouldn’t get close to another, for fear of losing them. But that was part of being human, wasn’t it? To love and be loved? Immortality be damned, Dainsleif was still very much human. And oh how he craved affection like one would. And that is how he ended up here, with you of all people.

Admittedly, Dainsleif counted himself lucky, having somebody who did their best to understand. It was all he could ask for, especially given his circumstances. He could feel at least a little bit more normal at your side.

Dainsleif had been so lost in thought, he hadn’t heard your arrival back home until he felt arms wrap around him, a comfortable weight on his chest. The blond blinked once, twice, three times before he reacted, his own arms coming to circle your waist. “Long day?” He questioned in a soft voice as you buried your face into the crook of his neck.

You merely nodded, breathing in his scent, basking in his warmth and comfort. He ran his hand up your back, coming to rest on the back of your head, gently holding you against him. “Well today is done and we have tomorrow to look forward to, my star.” Dainsleif’s comforting words brought a small smile to your face as you rested against him.

A few minutes of comfortable silence passed before Dainsleif pressed a kiss to your head, releasing his grip on you. You pushed yourself up somewhat, balancing yourself on one arm, palm pressed against the couch. Blond hair disheveled from laying on the couch, blue eyes trained solely on you.

You reached up, cupping Dainsleif’s cheek, thumb brushing over the blue leylines that marred his skin. The blond leaned into your touch, eyes fluttering closed as he did so. "You have a heart that sees the world with open eyes.” You whispered and Dainsleif sighed gently, as if he wished to dispute your outlook.

Dainsleif’s eyes opened and he turned his head, kissing your palm before he pulled his head away. “I mean it, Dain. I’m in awe of your capacity for love.” You moved to brush a strand of his bangs back, tucking the blond strands behind his ear. And you’d tell him however many times it took for him to understand.

“Maybe so, but you..” Dainsleif leaned forward, kissing your nose and eliciting a small chuckle from you. “You have a heart unlike any other. I suppose that’s what makes us so compatible, hm?” He joked, said joke catching you off guard and pulling a proper laugh from you. Blue eyes softened as he watched you laugh.

“Yeah you’re right, where would you be in this day and age without me?”

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” Dainsleif promised as you rested once more against his chest, allowing yourself to listen to his heartbeat. And he meant it. For as long as you’d be around, there was nowhere else he’d rather be, nobody else he’d rather be with. And there was a time that had greatly scared him. But now, he accepted it as part of his unwavering humanity.

[teyvattherapist]

Congratulations on reaching the milestone!! I'm so proud of you!!💜💜 I love the way you write Dainsleif, so can I ask for him with "There is nobody else like you in this world", where his s/o tells him this line, please? Our boy deserves lots of love and fluff🥺💜

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tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, Lane's 300, fluff, soft Dain hours. ★

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The man’s chest rose and fell with soft breaths as he slept, eyebrows knitted together even in his sleep. You gently ran your fingers through his silky blond locks, touch soft so as to not stir him from his slumber. It was rare Dainsleif actually slept, no longer requiring something so mortal. But when he did sleep, it was only by your side. The bough keeper inhaled sharply and you stopped your hand movements, once more looking down at him.

You were met with wide blue eyes, the star pupils of his eyes blown. Dainsleif’s exhale was shaky as he averted his gaze from yours. You brought your hand up, gently cupping his cheek much to his surprise if the subtle flinch was anything to go off of. You brushed your thumb over the black and blue skin that stretched across the expanse of his cheek. Dainsleif was quiet as he leaned into your touch, eyes fluttering closed. His painful expression didn't change and you could only wish you were able to take it away.

"There is nobody else like you in this world.." You whispered, soon leaning down to press a kiss to his hair. "I count myself lucky that I got to meet you." Words of adoration spilled from your lips so easily as the bough keeper's grip around you tightened. Dainsleif’s shoulders began to shake as he buried his face against your shirt wordlessly. "Oh sweetheart.." You once more brought your hand to his hair, carding through his locks as he got out the leftover emotion from whatever he had dreamed of. "I'm here, I have you."

Dainsleif wasn't one to cry often, let alone this hard. Having long since rid himself of ghosts from the past. And yet his fingers bunched up the fabric of your shirt as soft cries escaped him. But something about your words… "I love you." The blond's voice was muffled by your shirt, surprisingly steady despite the way he shook in your arms. Before you could open your mouth to respond, he spoke again, this time in a language you didn’t recognise. The intent was still clear though as he nuzzled against your shoulder.

You peppered the top of his head and the small amounts of his face you could reach with kisses. "I love you too." You breathed after several seconds before returning to doling out your affection. Dainsleif snorted eventually, craning his head up to finally meet your gaze once more. You took the opportunity to plant a soft kiss on his lips, despite the salty taste from tears you persisted.

And Dainsleif, above all else, was thankful for this persistence.

[teyvattherapist]

Sex is great and all but I really just want a hug, to feel loved and happy, something I don't really have. I feel so stressed and useless, empty and that I'm just not enough. I can't work or do anything because of the way I feel, even though I want to. I just want someone to be there for me who I can finally open up to and will listen, be there for me, even if I don't want to talk, holding me in their arms where I can just let go and cry. Being told that I am loved and enough.

Could I perhaps request the reactions of Dainsleif and Gorou to their s/o saying that?

a/n: I hope you enjoy this! <3 sorry my banner sizes are weird</3

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, gn!readerxGorou, Inazuma spoilers, hurt/comfort, some strong dudes bein soft beans, not proofread o/

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You finally finished venting your frustrations to the tree at Windrise, taking a deep breath. It didn’t fix the problems, but it did make you feel immensely better to get your thoughts out into the world. Though you couldn’t help the bitter chuckle as you looked up at the old tree, lit up by the fireflies and crystalflies. “I’m talking to a tree of all things.” You rub your face as you lean back on your legs, eyes gazing up the massive tree.

“I do wish you’d come to me when you were feeling this way.”

“Barbatos! Dainsleif?!” You pressed a hand to your chest as the blond rounded the trunk of the tree, a frown on his face, whether from your previous words or the instinctive shout of Barbatos’ name, who knows. “What are you doing here?” You quickly stood, brushing off your pants as he drew closer. His cape blew in the gentle wind and the tree rustled around you, if he were a stranger, he’d be far more intimidating.

Dainsleif held a hand out and you took it, only for him to pull you closer to him. “You’ve been distant lately, I was merely checking up on you.” You raised an eyebrow at him, and you didn’t have to wait long for him to avert his gaze. “Okay, I followed you because I was worried.” There we go. Dainsleif sighed, bringing his free hand up to your cheek, gently brushing his thumb over your skin.

“I am worried, though. I did not intend to impose, but I did hear everything.” From his words it was your turn to avert your eyes, you hadn’t particularly intended for him to hear that. “I..” Dainsleif seemed at a loss for words in the moment. A rarity for the man who often had something to say about everything. “I’m sorry that I’m not around as much as you may need.” He let go of your hand to wrap his arm around your waist instead.

“It’s fine-”

“Is it?” Dainsleif sighed softly as he moved to properly hug you. Careful of his armour, you rested your head against his shoulder. “You’re the first person I’ve loved in centuries. And I don’t want you to be in this relationship feeling like you have been.” Between his warm grip against the cold wind and his soft voice, you weren’t sure when you had started to cry. “Nothing matters to me as much as making you happy. So long as we are together, it is my purpose.”

And for a few minutes he grew quiet, rubbing your back and rocking you softly in his arms. Dainsleif’s shaky inhale was lost to the wind as he gripped you just a little bit tighter. “Let’s go home. We’ll talk more there, okay?” He released you, quickly turning his head to look around. Despite the quick action, you swore you saw the faintest of glistening on his visible cheek.

Gorou listened as you ranted, pacing his small room at the Resistance camp as you spoke. Once you finished you stopped, letting out a deep breath. The distant sound of rain filled the quiet room as you began to wring your hands. Had you said too much? The man stood, a reassuring smile on his face as he took you into his arms. A loud crack of thunder brought you back to the moment, melting into his grip.

“Look at me, sweetheart.” His teal eyes twinkled as you met his eyes. His ears twitched when someone walked near the door. His eyes flicked to the door, but the person walked by, and he looked back to you. “Sex is great and all, but being in your arms is better anyways.” He teased gently, giving you a squeeze.

Gorou began walking backward towards the bed in the room, gently tugging you along with him. “Gorou, we have work to do first. I was just stressed-” You were cut off by Gorou dragging you down into the rickety old bed with him. Despite being so small, the fox man was strong as he pulled you onto his chest, arms claiming their rightful place around your waist.

“I love you, and I will tell you for the rest of the evening that you’re far from useless.”

“But..”

Gorou shushed you, pressing a kiss to your nose. It was the middle of the night, he could spare some time. More than some. From the closeness and position you could hear his heart beating in his chest. Not too fast, not too slow, but heavy beats as he held you against him, rubbing circles into your back.

“You should have seen Teppei earlier, he fell on his ass in some mud. Absolutely covered.” The general’s words made you smile as you buried your face against his chest. He spoke of the recent meetings with Kokomi, his patrols, his day, just anything to get your head off of the negative feelings you’d been having.

He’d never admit it, but being part canine meant he was far more attuned to your emotions then he let on. Occasionally, Gorou would sprinkle in some praise for you, hiding it within longer rambles so you couldn’t deny his loving words. He was very persistent when he wanted to be. This included and was certainly not limited to his love for you.

[teyvattherapist]

Wildflower

tags: m!readerxDainsleif, hurt/comfort, he just needs a hug really.

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The wind was harsh as it blew, the flowers around him swayed with the howling wind, it was so loud in his ears. It was almost painful. The trees rustled around him, reached towards him with their clawlike appearance, but he knew better. A storm was coming. And a storm was far more dangerous than imaginary fears within the shadows around him on this night.

His cloak blew with the wind and all he could do was hang his head in silence. Why did he bother to stick around? Why did he continue his seemingly pointless crusade? Would it ever end? He had so many questions and so few answers. He’d been doing this for so long and yet he still felt confused at every turn. Distant thunder couldn’t shake him from his thoughts as he watched the wildflowers sway in the field.

When he fell to his knees or when his cheeks became wet with tears he was so unsure. Overwhelmed with the sound of howling wind and distant cracks, overwhelmed with the smell of sweet flowers and incoming rain, overwhelmed with the dotted sight of wildflower fields stretched as far as he could see. Gloved fingers dug into the soft earth as his doubts and insecurities plagued him. And how he wished he could say this didn’t happen often. But it was becoming so much more frequent. His inability to do anything right felt so much more apparent.

A heavy coat was draped over his shoulders and he lifted his head in confusion. “We should get to cover, Dainsleif. The storm is coming.” His words were soft as he helped Dainsleif to his feet. The blond hesitantly brought his hands up, pulling the coat tighter around him despite how it sat uncomfortably on his cloak. The man in front of him offered a smile, but the solemn look in his eyes had the bough keeper averting his gaze.

Dainsleif opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the sudden downpour that began to soak through them almost immediately. “Ah, looks like we’re too late.” The man chuckled despite his lack of protective gear. The bough keeper had half a mind to give the man his coat back. But something about his eyes kept him from doing so. “Let’s get back to the inn before it gets any worse.” The man got no more than a step away before Dainsleif caught his wrist.

“Why did you come for me?”

“Because I care about you.” No hesitation. No, as long as Dainsleif knew the man he never hesitated. If only he could have that sort of confidence. “It must be lonely, to think yourself unworthy of a companion. Tragic. Good thing I’m a wonderful one.” He joked and despite the storm and the solemn circumstances. The bough keeper managed a smile. “There we go. Now seriously, you have my coat. Let’s get out of the rain.”

Maybe Dainsleif did one thing right. This. Whatever it was.

[teyvattherapist]

Dain and 16? I don't even want to know how stiff are his muscles after 500 years of stress :(

a/n: mood.

16 - massaging them

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, comfort.

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Dainsleif set his pen down as a grimace spread across his features, the soft sigh that escaped him drawing your attention. He brought his left hand to his right arm, rubbing his thumb against his right inner forearm as if to soothe the muscle. “Is it hurting again?” You finally asked as he tried to soothe the pain in his arm. He didn’t react to your question and slowly you rose from your spot at the desk.

Star pupils widened as you gingerly took his arm into your hands, he wanted to pull away but found himself stunned by the bold action. You rarely touched his arm without asking. There wasn’t a day his arm didn’t hurt, but he found himself soothed by the action of your fingers pushing against his skin, working the tension underneath the lingering pain. “You’re tense.” It was more of an observation as you massaged his arm. But nonetheless.

The pain that had once been on his face was nowhere to be seen so softly, you brought his arm up, pressing a chaste kiss to the inside of his wrist, against the black and blue of his skin. Dainsleif didn’t feel that he deserved such kind actions, and yet he wished to be selfish, if even just for this moment in time. “You know, if you want to take off that weird contraption you call a shirt, I could give you a proper massage.”

And just like that his cheeks warmed as he pulled his arm away from you, coughing into his elbow. You chuckled at his suddenly flustered state as he promptly picked his pen back up. “I’m fine now, thank you.” He grip tightened on his pen when he felt your lips against his hair. Eyes fluttered shut as he basked in the softness of this situation, the pain that usually ran rampant in his arm momentarily forgotten.

[teyvattherapist]

Greetings! (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) Hope your day has been going well! Was wondering if I could send in a request? From the tea prompts- (hope this is correct) Could you maybe serve Dainsleif, Kaeya, Zhongli and Diluc some Earl Grey, matcha, English breakfast and hibiscus tea? Thku and I'm so sorry if this is abit long Isksnx

a/n: Not long at all! Thanks for the request!

Link to the tea prompts :)

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, Kaeya, Zhongli, and Diluc, Khaenri'ah spoilers, Zhongli spoilers, Kaeya spoilers, Diluc spoilers, angst if you squint, mostly fluff, children.

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hibiscus tea; what’s their favourite place to take their s/o?

Kaeya

Answered here<3

Dainsleif

Dainsleif has been so many places and seen so many things that he doesn't really have one specific location. Everywhere has some sort of meaning for somebody like him. As a result though, he would thoroughly enjoy his partner's favourite place and the meaning it holds to them. Dainsleif always goes back to it, even on his own, but definitely with his partner.

Zhongli

Too many places. Zhongli is a bit of a history buff, so anywhere in Liyue with rich history, which is all of Liyue, is an ideal date location to bring his s/o. From the blue of Luhua Pool to the flower fields in Qingce Village to just a walk around the Harbour. Zhongli is more attached to the stories of these locations than the locations themselves. Has an attachment to Guili Plains and picnicking there though...

Diluc

His favourite place is back home to the Winery. Man hates being seen. Besides that obvious one though, he does quite enjoy spending time with his partner at the large tree at Windrise. Thankfully at night its quite quiet and always lit up by fireflies. He'll even catch some in a jar for his s/o. It's quite funny to see him try to chase them around.

earl grey tea; how did they court their s/o?

Kaeya

Flirty as ever is the Cavalry Captain as he lays the charm on thick for his person of interest. Though the moment they flirt back, wow he is flustered. That's how one knows its more genuine. He'll gift them small trinkets, ask them to go drinking with him, or even go out of his way to bring them places if the tavern isn't for them. Ultimately, pretty normal courting methods.

Dainsleif

He pulls out some weird ass dated Khaenri'ahn courting customs that I could not begin to describe. Gives them flowers that definitely aren't any flowers they could recognize. Fan of the back of the hand kiss. He's very bashful when courting somebody, he hasn't done this in a long time, and do people still 'court' anymore? Dainsleif doesn't really know. He is doing his best, please take this 4th bouquet this week.

Zhongli

Also pulls out the dated courting customs but these ones are Liyuen and at least somewhat recognizable. Has a 5% chance of remembering his mora for once when taking them out. Very polite, always shows up with a gift of some kind(usually homemade or flowers he's picked himself) If they have parents he is going to befriend them.

Diluc

As a noble, he knows how to court, he knows very well how to court. He simply does not have the time and he simply cannot be assed. Will ask them to dinner, will present them with a gift, will tell them he'd like to pursue a relationship halfway through dinner. The End. There is no courtship there is only Diluc asking them out over some grape juice.

matcha tea; how and when do they propose to their s/o?

Kaeya

Thinks about this for a very long time. All that ancient plot stuff and whatnot. Buys the ring and looks at it every day for at least a month. He knows he loves them, more than anything, hell they have his loyalty, wherever they put it, he will too. Remember those dates at Starfell Lake? The late night picnics? Its on one of those, under the light of the Anemo statue, surrounded by crystalflies does he pop the question. He doesn't do the whole dropping to his knees thing, he's already incredibly flustered and nervous. Kaeya wrote a whole speech.. He forgot halfway through. Help. Kaeya.exe has stopped functioning, he's so in love.

Dainsleif

Thinks about it for even longer than Kaeya. Jfc, Dainsleif if your lover is mortal they're going to die before you make a decision. Forges the ring himself once he finally decides to do it. Its quite pretty, has an engraving as well. Dainsleif was going to propose traditionally, dinner, drinks, flowers, on his knee with a speech. Easy. But that seemed... Unworthy of his partner. So instead he arranges a cute little scavenger hunt. Something fun. It does end with dinner, drinks, flowers, and him on his knee. Dainsleif even ditched the usual 'fit for a rented suit. He cleans up quite nicely and wow his face is.. red. Composure? Gone. Take this ring, please.

Zhongli

Childe bought the ring. Zhongli is a God living as a Mortal. He is still immortal. He still has a long long life ahead of him. And once an appropriate amount of time has passed, he's ready to move to the next step. Marriage has more than likely been discussed between him and his partner before he proposes. He makes a whole day of it! Sleeping in, breakfast and tea in bed, some shopping in the afternoon, dinner at the Pavilion, and as dinner wraps up and they wait for dessert, Zhongli will slide off of his seat and onto his knee. His speech is perfect, the ring fits perfectly, and dessert comes out right after. Its perfect.

Diluc

Thinks about it forever 3 electric boogaloo. Again, given his status, there's just so much attention involved and he doesn't like the attention. He'd love to marry his partner, and again its probably been discussed beforehand. Eventually, with some prodding from one annoying lovely brother, he gets the ring and starts planning how he wants to do it. Yeah, good try Diluc. Unfortunately he left the box on his bedside table for his partner to find! Stumbled over his words as he tried to explain, face getting redder with every passing second. He tried! He really did. He'll take them out to dinner later<3

english breakfast tea; would they want a family?

Kaeya

Mmm.. He'll get back to them on that one. He needs a LOT of therapy first. Like.. In the same vein as his adoptive father, he attracts a lot of kids looking for a figure to look up to. But would he adopt them?? If he were more mentally sound maybe. He simply doesn't know and thus won't risk it. He can step up when needed though, really.

Dainsleif

No. That's it. Just no.

Zhongli

Kind of conflicted about it, depending on his partner, there's just a lot of ways this can go with his whole divinity thing. Definitely lots of conversations about it. Consults his partner's opinion the most out of everyone here.

Diluc

Mm... He'll get back to them on that one 2 electric boogaloo. Realistically he's got a legacy to pass on, but does he care about it? No. Also daddy issues, he doesn't want to be like his dad and abandon his kid when they need him. So he's very conflicted. Eventually though, he would like a kid or two. It just takes a while to get there.

↳tags; @fadinganchornight

[teyvattherapist]

Its short but I'm in a sappy mood.

Tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, mention of injuries and blood, shortnsweet.

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Worry coursed through your veins as you pressed a piece of fabric to his injury. It wasn't the worst he had sustained on your travels together. But still worrying enough. "It will not kill me, you have no reason to worry." As if Dainsleif read your mind he spoke, doing his best to hide the pain as you cleaned his wound with shaky fingers. Starry eyes watched you work, using your canteen of water to wash away the blood. Your name passed his lips in such a soft voice it made your heart lurch in your chest.

You took a shaky breath, meeting his gaze only to immediately look at the injury he sustained protecting you from an Abyss Mage. So many unspoken feelings swirled in your chest. Was it worth saying them? Even if it meant that he'd stop throwing himself in the like of fire then perhaps.. He curiously watched as you kept one hand with the fabric against his wound, wiping the other hand free of his blood on your pants. Dainsleif opened his mouth to say more but he didn't have time to.

You gently cupped his cheek, leaning in quickly and pressing a soft kiss upon his lips. He wasn't as cold as you thought he'd be and his lips were surprisingly soft as he remained momentarily stunned by the action. Your thumb brushed his cheek as he processed what was happening. A few seconds later, Dainsleif hesitantly brought his hand up. Unsure where to put his hands in general, he opted for the small of your back given your position leaning over him.

Soft lips kissed back, moving against your own in hesitant inexperience. You couldn't help but wonder when he kissed somebody last. With that thought, you pulled back. Instead opting to rest your forehead against his. Star shaped pupils wide as he stared up at you, mouth opening and closing. "I care about you, Dainsleif. A lot. Maybe more than I should. But you need to be more careful, if not for yourself, at least for me." You whispered, watching his eyes soften. Dainsleif was always a man of few words, opting instead to bring his gloved hand to your cheek, meeting your lips once more.

[teyvattherapist]

Self indulgent Dainsleif hours on side.

Tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, suggestive, nudity but not sexual, implied night before, angst if you squint, fluff, 16+

Dainsleif awoke to the smell of fresh coffee and mint tea. The bed was cold and he found himself alone in it. He brought a hand up, brushing his far too messy blond bangs from his eyes as he squinted against the morning sun. It felt both too early and too late to be awake. How hadn't he noticed you slipping from his grasp? Had he really been that tired? Dainsleif slowly but surely sat up, blinking at the bedroom before him.

Time.. He checked the pocket watch he had abandoned on the bedside table. 0700. Way too early. He typically went to sleep at this time. The sun was an annoyance, he decided as he slid off of the bed. Quickly he wrapped one of the thin purple sheets around his lower body. Groggy as ever the boughkeeper left the bedroom, quietly creeping through the small cottage to his destination. The kitchen. He stopped in the doorway, blue eyes flicking over your form.

Your form wrapped in his cloak. Dainsleif cleared his throat to make his presence known and you flashed him a smile from over your shoulder as he approached. "Good morning, your clothes are drying on the line." You grabbed the plate off of the counter, turning to hand it to him. The man quirked an eyebrow, making a point to look you up and down. Unasked questions, he was good at those. "I understand why you wear it. Very flowy." You teased him as he took the plate with a quiet thanks. He stopped for a moment, looking away as if contemplating something before he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

"You look nice, but must you wear it without anything substantial underneath?" His cheeks flushed a pink hue as he pulled away, the blue ley lines on his face pulsating just a tad quicker in time with his pulse. You laughed at his flustered state and it only caused the boughkeeper to flush darker, he turned making a beeline for the table, unable to withstand the teasing this early in the morning. You followed him with your morning beverage of choice, sliding into the chair across from him. "Did you go outside like that? I don't want the neighbors-"

"We don't have neighbors, Dain. At least not many anywhere close. And I have underwear on! I considered full nudity but that's not optimal for cooking." Star pupils widened at your words as if he couldn't begin to comprehend the prospect of being naked with nothing except his cloak on. So he occupied himself with toast and glaring at the window that dared let sunlight in. He'd never admit it, but the famed Twilight Sword was perhaps far too easy to fluster. A comfortable silence befell the table as he ate and you caught up on a book Lisa had lent you what seemed like forever ago. 

Mornings like these were rare, just being able to sit and bask in one another's presence. Though they were not unwelcome, in fact it was the opposite. Despite how easily you seemed to be able to tear down his high walls, he wouldn't trade these quiet moments for anything. His eyes wandered back to you in the same way his thoughts always did. Wrapped comfortably in his cloak while you had your book in one hand, mug in the other. Look of concentration across your features. A small light in what seemed like an endless dark tunnel. But in the dark even the smallest of lights burn brightly.

"You should wear my clothes more often."

"We can trade coats sometime if you'd like." You offered without hesitation. Despite everything that he was and is, you never hesitated with him. It was one of the things he appreciated most. Sharing clothing felt oddly intimate, but relationships tended to be intimate. Just another thing to get used to in this modern day. Feeling his gaze on you, you looked away from your book. "What? Do I have something on my face?" Dainsleif shook his head, messy blond hair falling in his face. The sight was comical for the poised and stoic boughkeeper. "What then?"

"Nothing. I just.. Appreciate you is all. And I would like to exchange coats at some point."

[teyvattherapist]

A/n: i hate birthdays (':

Tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, slight hurt comfort, shortnsweet, not edited.

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Boots crunched in the snow behind you but you paid them no mind as you continued to gaze out from your perch on the edge of Starsnatch cliff. The person in question sat beside you and you didn't have to look to know who it was. The Bough Keeper. The man was quiet as he followed your gaze out to the sky dotted in stars. The air was heavy with something he couldn't quite put a finger on, but asking seemed wrong.

The wind blew, picking up the snow around you but as quickly as it came it went away. Barely a breeze. You let out a sigh, bringing a hand up to rub your face. Dainsleif played with the edge of his cloak as he tried to find the words. The right question. You dropped your hand to your side, gloved fingers digging into the thin layer of snow decorating the grass. Dainsleif’s free hand fell beside him, beside yours, pinkies brushing against each other.

You paid him no mind until his hand grew closer, his pinkie wrapping around yours in a quiet exclamation. You turned your head to look at him, to find him already looking at you. Blue eyes softened as he looked over your face, the question on the tip of his tongue. Dainsleif let go of his cloak, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek gently, an action you leaned into. "You can always speak to me about the things that bother you." He whispered, thumb gently brushing the skin of your cheek. "Is it the party?" He inquired and you sighed, eyes fluttering shut.

"I hate birthdays." You mumbled, frown only deepening. "A pointless day meant to make other people feel good about remembering it. And nothing more." Your eyes opened, meeting the blond's loving gaze. "And.." You looked away from him, chewing on your bottom lip. "Never mind. I just hate them, much less parties." Your eyes returned to his face and he offered a small reassuring smile. You returned it as best as you could, but you knew he knew it was faux. Dainsleif released your hand, instead cupping your other cheek. 

He was always slow to lean in, always giving you time to pull away. Though his lips were cold from the weather, they weren't uninviting as he kissed you softly. Always so gentle, as if you could break like glass. Even when he pulled away he didn't move too far back, opting to instead rest his forehead against yours. Dainsleif wiped away the stray tear that had betrayed your true feelings. "It's okay, my love, you do not owe anyone an explanation and they should have asked." He kissed the next tear away. "Come, let's get you home."

[teyvattherapist]

Hello! Can I make a little request, please? How would Dain react to his s/o over working themselves and being exhausted, because his s/o thinks that if they don’t work hard all the time then they aren’t good enough for the things they have in life. I started my finals, haven't slept for ~2 days and I'm pretty sure I developed caffeine intolerance🤪

Btw your writing is amazing and almost always calms me down whenever I experience anxiety. And coincidentally I study to become a medic and it's easier for me to find myself in your ocs and enjoy the story! Keep up the good work and don't forget to take a break whenever you feel overwhelmed!✨

Ok so Dainsleif priority request,,

This ask actually made me tear up uhh this was sweet as hell and I really appreciate your kind words. I hope you're able to rest soon! And very good luck to you for your finals! <3

I'm really glad my writing can help, especially in such a personal way. I'm pretty much the doctor friend of my friend group so I relate to medic characters a lot, hence why I write them so often haha (,: Much love to you~! I hope you enjoy.

Tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, fluff, just general overworking of oneself, Soft Dain Content:tm:

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-Hoo boy, him too. He’s immortal and sometimes simply unaware of mortal limits at times.. He won’t notice right away because he does the same thing. Once it gets to the eyebags or sluggish movements though, he’s become almost too aware. A worrier through and through.

Dainsleif’s been watching you for a while now, you can feel his gaze on your form as you scribbled notes on some form or another for the Adventurers’ Guild. How long had it been since he entered the small office in your home and took up residence on your couch? Twenty minutes? Thirty? Eh you lasted long enough. Setting your quill into the ink pot you lift your head to meet his starry gaze, he's not even trying to hide his stare. Typical behaviour.

"Can I help you?"

"You last slept approximately forty six hours ago. You have not stopped for a break since nine am when you got more coffee. Your hands are shaking and you had to rewrite your signature three times just now." You blinked at him, he didn't blink back. His hands clasped, chin resting on them as he stared. It took a solid moment for his words to register in your sleep-addled brain. "You're overworking yourself, again." Dainsleif points out as he leans back against the couch, hands dropping to his lap.

"I wish I had your ability to keep track of time." You huff, stretching your back and arms as you look away from him, checking the clock in the room for the time. It was well into the afternoon now. But still, so much work to be done for the Guild. "I'm fine, Dain. Don't you have an Abyss something or another to track down?" He narrows his eyes at your comment and you know better than to continue teasing him when he was this worried.

"Fine? Ah so sleep deprivation counts as fine these days among mortals, interesting." He stands from the couch, arms crossing over his chest as he approaches your desk. Before you can pick up your quill to resume your work, he's leaning against your desk, toying with some item or another. "Take a break with me then. Late lunch." He's giving you that look where he already knows what you're going to say and you lean on your elbow, looking up at him.

"Dainsleif. You know I can't do that, my love. I have all this work to do still, I owe it to the Guild to be hardworking." You gesture to the paperwork on your desk but he makes no attempt to glance at the stacks of papers. You are the most reliable guild member, that much is simply a fact. He knows it, you know it, the guild in pretty much every nation knows it. But at what cost, Dainsleif wonders. He adjusts his position, pulling himself up on your desk instead, essentially getting in your way. Unfortunately he's being too uncharacteristically cute to complain.

"I know that you feel like you don't deserve to take a break, but you do. You're more than good enough without working yourself to the brink." Dainsleif reaches out, gloved hand gently gripping your jaw. His stature makes it awkward, but he manages to lean down and plant a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth. "Come, my beloved. The paperwork will still be here at a later time." He lets go of your face, sliding off of your desk. He instead holds a hand out to you, waiting as you look between it and the paperwork. Eventually though, you concede, taking his hand and allowing him to pull you up.

"You're lucky that you're pretty, Dain." He merely smiles at your teasing lilt, bringing your hand up so he could press a kiss to the back of it. He's won today and as far as Dainsleif is aware, that's all that matters for the time being. Lucky indeed, but not for your reasons, no. Dainsleif feels lucky to have you at all, diligent and kind. His chest is warm as he holds your hand in his and he knows how far he'd go to make sure you stay safe. Even if it means keeping you safe from your habits.

[teyvattherapist]

2 with dainsleif pls 🙏🏼 baby boy has been through so much

a/n: I just want to love him ):

2 - running fingers through hair

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, comfort, touch prompts

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There was plenty to notice about Dainsleif. From the way he scrunched his face when thinking or his seemingly vast knowledge on food and drink to the way he always seemed to have some obscure fact on hand that never failed to make you smile. Five hundred years lived meant plenty to see. Not all of it was good though, to be expected from somebody like him. Some days he’d prefer to stare out the window, eyes narrowed at seemingly something, always annoyed if you got too close. Those days were best to leave him alone.

But on rare occasions, he’d let you get close to him. Let you pull him away from the window and to the couch instead. Dainsleif is never really there in these moments, what does being ‘there’ mean anyways? It took him quite a while to realise his head was on your chest, fingers carding through his silky hair. He wanted to worry about the possibility of crushing you, but his thoughts were a whirlwind that even he could not sort through. No words came as he closed his eyes, focusing on your heartbeat.

For a few minutes, it was silent, comfortable as you gently ran your fingers through his hair. It was messier today than usual, but still easy to get through. Something wet soaked through your shirt and your hand movements in his hair stopped. “Dainsleif? Hey, it’s okay..” Your arm around his waist tightened as silent tears soaked through your shirt. Slowly your hand movements in his hair resumed, hoping to soothe him. “Let it out. It’s okay.” You whispered to him.

Dainsleif couldn’t remember a time somebody had handled him so tenderly. He was a man to be feared, not loved, especially not so sweetly. He wasn’t one to cry often, he had already made amends. But some days, things simply became too much. A breathless ‘thank you’ on an old tongue was barely audible as he tightened his grip on you. Dainsleif took shaky breaths as he tried to focus on the feeling of your fingers through his hair. Though it may be selfish, he was thankful he didn’t have to feel this alone anymore.

[teyvattherapist]

Lemon tea, rosehip tea and green tea for Dainsleif? Hope you feel better! 💓🤗🌸🌼

Dainsleif my beloved

Thank you for this request it made me feel nice :) <3

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, fluff, angst if you squint, lane simping so hard for this man.

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lemon tea; what are mornings like with them?

He's usually awake before you are, that is if he even slept at all. Let's say he has slept though because his bedhead is BAD. And he painstakingly runs his fingers through his hair until its smooth again. Though if you offer to brush it, he'll let you, even if you tug. Messy bedhead and limited clothing issues aside, Dainsleif is more of a night owl, so he's not super pleased with the morning sun right now. If you're making breakfast he'll stand behind you with his face either buried against your head or shoulder, arms around your waist. Don't matter your height you are his personal curtain from the sun right now. He prefers coffee to tea but he'll take any caffeine he can get before he has to go do whatever it is he does, fight the abyss, do an occasional commission if he's bored, ect. Never leaves without giving you a sweet little cheek kiss. (Then he might not come home for a few days his schedule is really fucked up)

rosehip tea; how romantic are they? how do they show affection?

Touch starved romantic. Afraid to initiate things at first, probably thinks he's bad for you. The moment you touch him though he melts like chocolate. He's not the most affectionate in public, he just doesn't know how to be honestly. Willingly, he'll offer his elbow, if you initiate handholding, he'll live. Once Dainsleif gets comfortable he's quite romantic behind closed doors or away from prying eyes. Acts of service and gifts are his giving love languages, he's a bit awkward but he remembers whenever you need something and he will get it for you. His act of service is 10000% protection. Ah, your usual route to the adventurers’ guild is clear! Interesting. A mysterious dark energy just dunked on that ruin guard you needed to defeat for a commission?? Funny how that works. No it wasn’t him, what do you mean? He was fighting the abyss all day? It was him. He’s just tryna make your life easier ): this is how he shows affection most clearly. He's weirdly easy to fluster though so if you flirt with him in public he might die on the spot.

green tea; how do they comfort their s/o?

Dainsleif is so awkward please, I'm sorry, like sure he has a way with words but applying the right words in the correct situation? Phew. The kind of guy who gets a blank look in his eyes as if he's accessing some internal database on comforting tactics(he is.). First things first, if you're in public he gets you out of public, somewhere more quiet and secure. Then if you're the kind of person that likes physical affection, he'll hold you and image be damned give you as many face kisses as it is required to make you smile! If you don't want to be touched, he'll just sit with you. If you cry, he gets sad and then feels guilty about getting sad, he's going through it /with/ you. "Do you want advice or do you just want somebody to listen?" is his go-to, then he'll adjust accordingly. Will and has wrapped you in his cloak in an attempt to comfort you. The first time he ever had to comfort you he patted your shoulder like an older brother instead of a lover, thank not the archons i guess that he's learned since then.

[teyvattherapist]

Write to Me

eh fuck it here ya'll go. pspspsps dain simps come get your food.

Anyways it features my oc, I'm too lazy to rewrite it, and I think this is cute. Sooo, posting it anyways.

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, fluff, soulmate au babyyy, it do always be angst when u squint, dain was a ho as a young man as he should be honestly, oc mention? not massive tho just in the bg, kaeya and albedo making bets

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When he was younger he wasn’t exactly monogamous, sleeping with whatever pretty thing piqued his fancy, his status and good looks lending to men and women throwing themselves at him. He didn’t think he had a soulmate, no lovely voice in his head, he could see colour just fine, and whenever he wrote or drew on his arm there was nothing in return. Not a single scratch that wasn’t his own, nothing. So he did whatever he wanted, there wasn’t anybody matching his soul.

But he was older now, much older. Centuries passed since he was a young man at the centre of many people's hearts. Now he was a disgraced knight and a traveler. He was busy tracking down and destroying the Abyss Order, his traveling companion gone, he had nothing but his duty once more. He stayed away from cities as much as he could, only going in to restock his supplies.

Imagine Dainsleif’s surprise when he woke up one day, odd blue squiggles on the tainted skin of his right arm. It wasn’t anything fancy, a small little smiley face with awful handwriting beside it, a tiny ‘hi’. He outstretched his arm, blinking once, twice, he tried to rub it off. But it didn’t come off. Now? Really? NOW?! He didn’t want to write back, he didn’t want to draw anything. They were more than likely a child judging by the writing, he could just pretend he never saw this.

But they didn’t cease. Apparently when he had rubbed the drawing, it had showed up on them. ‘Yuo real?’ Dainsleif groaned, pulling his gloves on instead. He didn’t have time for this. So Dainsleif ignored it, ignored the messages that sometimes showed up on his arms and he ignored the drawings, no matter how good or awful they were. His duty came first, and he was several centuries old. He simply couldn’t pay attention to it.

But as the years went on the messages began to slow. How many years had passed? Ten? Twenty? He wasn’t entirely sure, his memory blending together, fragmenting and hazing over. Bits and pieces here and there. ‘I hope you’re well, you’ve been quiet.’ A message scrawled on his left arm and he stared at it in the dark of the tent.

‘I am well. And you?’

‘And here I thought my soulmate died. I’m fine.’

Dainsleif sighed, blue eyes flicking upwards at the material of the tent. They deserved somebody so much better. The Twilight Sword was not that somebody. He looked back at his arm, a name, he assumed, was scrawled beside the words.

‘Dainsleif.’

‘Like the sword?’

‘Like the sword.’

“Fascinating. I must be going to sleep now, I have work early. Goodnight, Dainsleif.’

Dainsleif dropped his arm beside him, a soft sigh escaping his lips. How ridiculous was this. The Gods truly hated him to gift him a soulmate when he was what, five hundred and twenty five? His poor soulmate, too. He couldn’t stop thinking about what an unfortunate situation it was for them, perhaps it was the way he showed he did care, even if he hadn’t met them or spoken to them beyond reading the occasional message they wrote.

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You hurried through the hallway, already late for work, the fifth time that month. You spared a wave to Sucrose who was exiting Albedo’s laboratory and she smiled, waving back. You quickly threw open the door to the laboratory across from Albedo’s, entering swiftly. “I’m so sorry Ohm, my alarm didn’t go off again and- Oh!” You stopped, realising there was somebody else in there.

The medical captain looked around the man dressed in interesting garb, smiling when he saw it was you. “Hello, (y/n)! Nothing to worry about. Ahem, where was I? Oh yes! Same rules as before, but try to apply it more sparingly, I don’t want you building up an intolerance until I can find something stronger.” Ohm held out a jar of azure gel but the man was stiff, unmoving. “Teyvat to Dainsleif?”

“Wait- Dainsleif?” You stopped, dropping the papers you had been holding. They scattered everywhere and Ohm tilted his head, periwinkle hair falling into his face, a clear sign of his utter confusion. Dainsleif turned to you, his eyes were stunning, blue and the pupils- he was gorgeous, that was the first thing that came to you and you felt your cheeks warming at his piercing gaze.

“Well would you look at the time, I have to go uhm, annoy Albedo. It's in my schedule. Please lock the lab if you are to leave. Dainsleif heed my orders or I’ll find you.” Ohm stood up, he rounded Dainsleif, grabbing the bough keeper’s hand and placing the jar into it. He then let go and walked away. He put one hand on your shoulder and leaned in close. “Be nice, he’s shy.” The doctor whispered and then he was off, shutting the door behind him with a click.

You bent down to pick up the paperwork now that the initial shock wore off. Dainsleif also seemed to snap back into action, pocketing the jar. He stepped forward, crouching down to help you with the papers. “I apologise, your Gods have chosen an awful soulmate for you.” He was blunt, apparently. His voice deep and soothing nonetheless. He held the papers out in a bandaged hand and you hesitantly took them.

“I don’t know, I think you’re pretty. Even if you ignore me.” Did you really just- You stood quickly, walking by him and to the desk on the other side of the room, the small wooden desk you had claimed as your own. “Ahem, are you injured? I suppose you must be if you’re visiting the medical captain.” You trailed off, sorting the papers neatly on the desk.

“No, yes, technically.” Dainsleif stood, brushing off his dark pants. You turned, quirking an eyebrow at him as he moved back to the captain’s desk to retrieve a glove that matched his other one. Was it worth it? To give up his secrets? To show just why they should stop speaking to him and run far far away? He grabbed his glove and hesitated, looking at the thick material. He shook his head, pulling the glove over his bandages.

“Well, if you’re ever in need of care and you’re in Mondstadt, just write. Ohm has been teaching me how to do what he does. Though I can’t really do it like him yet, I’m still a pretty alright healer.” You offered with a soft smile even though he wasn’t looking at you. Dainsleif hesitated, adjusting his glove. Kind, dedicated to a good cause, funny sometimes. He cursed his feelings.

Dainsleif turned towards you, pressing himself against the desk as if to steady himself. His eyes flicked to the side, he was clearly thinking of something. He closed his eyes for a moment, nodded to himself, and then opened them again. “Ask your mentor about the Twilight Sword. I’m afraid I must take my leave. Write to me.” Dainsleif pushed himself off the desk and with a swiftness you weren’t sure was human, he was gone.

Immediately you brought your nail to your arm, writing gently. ‘I like your cape.’

‘Thank you, I like your cloak.’

Oh he was awkward awkward. Cute. You smiled at the words before getting back to work, these medical reports wouldn’t process themselves, after all. Though his words played through your mind, Twilight Sword.. It was oddly familiar but no amount of examining your brain proved useful, oh well. You’d just have to ask later.

Ohm snickered with Kaeya as they watched Dainsleif breeze by them, practically throwing himself down the staircase and out the door. “I’ll bet you one thousand mora he left the explaining to me.” Ohm spoke when he heard the heavy door to the headquarters slam shut.

“Neither of us are dumb enough to bet that, he absolutely did.” Albedo commented, leaning back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. “The feared Twilight Sword, Bough Keeper of Khaenri’ah brought down by a soulmate, so silly.”

“I don’t know, Albedo, I think it's quite endearing.” Kaeya teased, tapping his chin thoughtfully, but his eye told another story, glinting mischievously. “I’ll take that bet, Ohm. I’ll bet one thousand mora he tells them before he gets back to camp.” He held his hand out and Ohm took his hand, shaking it. Unfortunately, sealing Kaeya’s fate.

“Wait, hold on. I’ll bet one thousand mora he doesn’t do either.”

“That’s the spirit, alchemist.” Ohm shook hands with Albedo who huffed. “We should get back to work.” The medical captain gave a curt nod before he headed further up the stairs and towards the direction of his laboratory.

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