#tighnari fanfiction

[actiniumwrites]

if you're still doing requests: maybe one of the genshin guys finding out you use their card in tcg? scenario or headcanons is fine, and i have no preference for who you want to write! (i will say i'm fixated in the fontanians rn though)

the perfect pair

synopsis: their reaction to finding out you use their card in tcg

characters: tighnari, cyno, neuvillette, lyney, and wriothesely x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: nothing besides fluff and cyno being an actual maniac for tcg (he’s probably a little ooc but i think it’s funny)

notes: i’m ngl i totally forgot about tcg 😭 i played it SO much when it came out and then barely touched it unless it was for the primos. i gotta finish those achievements still 💀 also i know not every one of these characters has a tcg card but we can just pretend :) thank you for the request!

part two

Tighnari:

Because he doesn’t play tcg very often — at least not as much as Cyno does — he doesn’t find out right away

When he does, it happens at a casual dinner between you, him, and all your friends after Collei asks to play so she can try out some of her new cards

Cyno enthusiastically agrees and you all set up after you finish eating which is when Alhaitham, whose eyes never miss anything, spots a suspiciously similarly looking guy on one of your three player cards

“You seriously have your boyfriend as one of your cards?” he’ll ask with a disbelieving smile, as if he can’t comprehend why you’d have it

You smile and lift it up, proudly nodding as you list off the card’s strengths and the nice backing it came with. You don’t fail the mention the bonus that it comes with your boyfriend’s face on it

Tighnari feels his cheeks warm in slight embarrassment as he turns away in his chair. Even so, he can’t help but find it really cute that you have his card

He even tells his friends to shut up and that they’re just jealous they don’t have his card and that they wish their significant others had them as cards

It actually shuts some of them up, shockingly

Meanwhile, Cyno is in utter disbelief that such a card exists and will try to buy it off of you so he can complete his collection (you don’t let him have it though)

Cyno:

Ah the king of tcg himself

He has the most dramatic reaction for sure. Not even in the sense that he’s embarrassed, or teasing, or whatnot. He’s just straight up shocked

Slams his hands down on the table and his jaw drops as he stands up. You giggle on the other side of the table at his reaction, watching him desperately try to find words

“Where did you even get that?!”

You swear you only see him this expressive when it comes to tcg

“I don’t know, I just found it at a local store when I was passing by,” you shrug carelessly, as if you aren’t going to completely destroy him with his own card in about five minutes

After he gets over the initial awe of seeing himself in his favorite game in the entire world, he’s actually very internally excited, although you don’t get to see that side

He thinks it’s cool that you like using his card and is honored that you’d even choose it in the first place, especially with only three slots (he’s also just happy he’s a main card and not a buff lmao)

And when you do destroy him, he slides you a pen and paper and politely demands you give him the name of the seller so he can track them down tomorrow

Neuvillette:

He doesn’t even play the game so initially, he’s extremely confused why you have a playing card with his face on it

“Fascinating. I did not know they made such games. Is my card good for playing?” He’s genuinely intrigued by it and you find it rather endearing

Because he doesn’t understand it though, he doesn’t necessarily feel any certain way about it. He’s too caught up in the game to realize what it means for you to be using his card

“Yeah, it’s pretty powerful, but it’s representative of real life so that’s expected given your position.”

At that, he feels very flattered. His cheeks will warm a bit, casting a light blush over his features when you speak so proudly of him

He’ll even ask if you have a card of your own hoping to take a bit of the attention off him when he begins to feel more excited about it

You shake your head no and explain that it’s unlikely given people don’t know enough about you to make a full card of you or to sell it

Will later get one made for you without you knowing, only one singular copy worth a priceless amount just so you could have one to match him too <3

Lyney:

Smug little shit

You’re playing with him and his siblings after he invited you over for a date. Lynette and Freminet were bored so you both offered to play a game, to which tcg was suggested by Freminet

You’d played only a few times with them before, which is why you didn’t realize what was such a big deal when you pulled out a card with your boyfriend on it, entirely forgetting it was new and you hadn’t used it with them yet

“Is that…is that Lyney?” Lynette asks, stifling a laugh as she inspects the card. Freminet leans a little closer too in order to get a better look.

And it indeed is, Lyney confirms for himself

“Woah no way, I didn’t know they made this,” he smiles at it, picking it up and spinning it in his hand before smirking at you, “I knew you couldn’t resist this handsome face, even on a playing card.”

You smack his arm faster than Lynette can and snatch it back out of his hand. Lyney pouts and slouches down into his seat as his siblings inquire as to where you got it

Lyney can’t stop staring at you as you tell them, his chest beating faster and faster as you embarrassedly ramble on about why you got it in the first place and how you thought it was cute like a little keepsake

Even though you’d been dating for some quite some time, you both managed to keep surprising one another and falling in love all over again, even if it was over silly things like tcg cards

Lynette sighs as she notices the lovestruck look in her brother’s eyes, “He’s doomed.”

Wriothesley:

He’s weirdly calm about the whole thing. Not like he’d be over dramatic or anything, but I don’t think he’d be as teasing or shocked by it like the others or like some may assume

Wriothesley thinks it’s really cool when he finds it in your collection one day after you left your card case in his office by accident, a few cards slid out with his face popping out on one tucked away in the middle

He’ll examine it before a gentle smile pulls at his lips at the thought of you using it to play against others

He’s almost proud, in a way

When you walk into his office a ten minutes later, realizing you had left your cards and a few other of your things on his desk, you stumble upon him looking at it

“Oh, uh you weren’t supposed to see that yet,” you say awkwardly as you pause in your step and fiddle with your hands, embarrassed he had found it. It was a somewhat new card and you actually wanted to show it to him later

But Wriothesley doesn’t care. Hell, if he had known there was a card out there with him on it, he would’ve bought it for you a long time ago

He’ll just kiss you. A nice, sweet, and to the point kiss as he slides the card back in your hand before pulling away and staring down at you, “You’re cute.”

[anodetoswag]

𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔯𝔬𝔟𝔢 𝔚𝔬𝔢𝔰

Synopsis: You help your fiancé elevate his fashion sense.

❀﹒Notes : Inspired by this video but imagine it on a tie-dye background. Suggestive, established relationship, explicit language, maybe ooc (???). Reader has no chill but he's into that.

It’s hideous. 

From the tie-dye pink to the poorly edited picture and right down to the gaudy lettering of the font; absolutely hideous. “What do you think?”

He looks at it, lips drawn into a thin line of contemplation. 

“It’s something.”

The fact that he didn’t outright set this abomination on fire was a bigger testament to his commitment than the ring on your finger. Truly, the man had the patience of a monk to deal with your dubious sense of humor. 

“That’s good,” you smile, being mindful that it isn’t too broad, lest your intentions be revealed. “I made it myself.”

Of course, why didn’t he guess that already? This has your name written all over it. 

“The word choice is interesting.” 

The remark makes your smile wider just a bit. “Yeah, it’s a wordplay. I thought it was pretty clever.” 

That’s a solid way to put it. 

“Sir Cumcise,” he reads out loud. “Very cultural,” a nod of approval and a second more that his eyes remain before he strips off the suit jacket and crisp pressed shirt in the favor of pulling on the shirt over his head, much to your surprise. 

“Aren’t we going to dinner?”

“Yes.”

“Will you wear that out?” 

He’s never much cared what people have to say about him but stepping out of the house with that on really deserves to be on the cover of his portfolio of the idgaf mvp. 

He shrugs, smoothing out his hair . “It can be a conversation starter.”

“If they let us in,” you muse. It’s doubtful. The place is no Three Star Michelin but it’s decently standard. 

“Money can open a lot of doors.” 

“Like the ones to my heart.”

“...”

“And my legs-”

“Don't threaten me with a good time.”

Sae, Shinso, Al Haitham, Tighnari, Ayato, Wriothesley, Osamu, Geto, APH Netherlands.

divider by @cafekitsune

[woofwoofwolf]

I'm not making any friends by doing this, but can we please stop tagging stuff as x reader when it's not a reader insert? I've been noticing an increase in unrelated content in the tags, and it really makes searching for content more tiring.

(I know it's hypocritical to tag this as a x reader, but at least it's about the content lol)

[it-happened-one-fic]

Swimming Through Avidya - Crewmeru Mermay (2025) Part 1

Summary: When you’re called to meet the archon in the Grand-Sage’s office, you hardly know what to expect. Especially since you’re just a part-time lecturer at the Akademiya who happened to be friends with some fairly elite individuals at the famed school of Sumeru. And to call to a fishy situation was an understatement to say the least.

(Part 1: You're Here), (Part 2), (Part 3), (Part 4), (Part 5)

Series Type: Gender-neutral reader/MerMay 2025/ series/ sfw/ fluff/ platonic or romantic/ Crewmeru/ Merman!Kaveh

Word Count: 2421

I was cautious as I peered in the Grand-Sage’s office where the archon awaited me, but it was hardly customary for me to be summoned by Lesser-Lord Kusanali herself. 

But then, that was to be expected. I was just a part-time lecturer who happened to be friends with some fairly influential people. 

And yet here I stood, peeking into the office before cautiously entering and catching sight of Alhaitham, Cyno, and the archon herself. An entire array of highly ranked, well-respected people, only two of whom I happened to know from having worked with them at some point or another.

The entire squad all turned to look at me at the same time, with only the archon smiling as she beckoned me over with one tiny hand, “Y/n, you’re here.” 

I only faltered slightly before walking over. Idly wondering if I should bow or something as I glanced between the two men, whom I was far more familiar with, before I looked back down at the archon, “You asked for me…?”

I trailed off slightly, not really sure what to say even as she nodded, “Yes, Kaveh recommended that we get your help.”

I blinked in utter confusion, almost looking around in search of the blond man as I echoed her, “Kaveh?”

“He’s in a bit of what you might call…. A fishy situation,” Cyno spoke up ,and I looked his way almost immediately, my brow furrowing. 

“He isn’t in trouble, is he?” I didn’t even bother hiding the concern that leaked into my tone.

“No, not precisely. In fact, he’s right here,” Nahida gestured to the Grand Sage’s desk behind her, and I frowned, noting the considerable lack of Kaveh there.

She let out a soft giggle as I glanced her way in confusion, and she nodded, waving me on over, “Go ahead. Take a look.”

My eyebrows arched, but I stepped closer anyway, and I felt my eyes widen as I caught sight of the bowl of water that held a very particular someone and had me dropping to the ground in a crouch. Hardly believing what I was seeing as his name slipped from my mouth in utter surprise, “Kaveh?”

There was no denying his identity as he twisted to look at me. His golden fins twitching and bringing him over to the side of the bowl where his tiny hands came to rest as I stared down in alarm at the miniaturized Kaveh. Or rather, miniaturized merman Kaveh.

From behind me, Alhaitham spoke in a dry tone that was perfectly at odds with my surprise, but then he’d quite likely already become accustomed to Kaveh’s new form.

“Apparently, Kaveh decided to help out one of the students who’s been attending his lectures with their study, and the student’s work turned out to be quite intriguing. Even possessing the capability of turning someone into a merperson, of all things.”

There was no denying the scowl on the tiny architect’s face as his yellow tail that occasionally glinted with a flicker of bluish scales flicked about agitatedly, “Well, how was I supposed to know I’d get turned into a fish!” 

Kaveh’s voice squeaked out the bowl, and I had to keep myself from openly gaping down at him in shock. I honestly hadn’t entirely expected him to be able to speak, though. At least not at any pitch I would be able to understand… But now it was just that his voice was high-pitched and incredibly squeaky.

“I believe the proper term is ‘Merman,’” Alhaitham was hardly fazed as he corrected him, and Kaveh let out a huff. Turning a little circle in his plastic bowl before he turned my way as if to ask, ‘Can you believe him?’

I pressed my lips together, torn between being horrified at this turn of events and laughing at the ridiculousness of the entire situation. I finally managed to speak, though, as I twisted to look back at the others, “I’m assuming it was a study on marine biology?”

“Among other things,” Nahida nodded as she confirmed my question as she eyed Kaveh, and I followed her gaze. 

Despite the situation, tiny mermanified Kaveh was oddly cute with the way he swished speedily through the water. His flared tail fanning out behind him as he glided along effortlessly through the water. 

The fact that even his earrings had been shrunk down to a miniature size only made him that much cuter too.

I felt myself let out a sigh, though, as I eyed him, “Why did you ask for my help? It’s not like I know anything about fish.” 

Kaveh frowned at my words, swimming closer to where I knelt once more, “It wasn’t like we could just broadcast this to everyone, and Abbad needs to work on the cure. Besides, you said you had a fish once when you were younger, right?”

His tone was positively hopeful, and I almost sighed again as Alhaitham spoke up once more as he gestured idly to me and echoed my thoughts perfectly, “Didn’t their fish also die?”

Kaveh scoffed, flapping his tiny hands as if to wave away Alhaitham’s words, “All fish die eventually! And I just need to be taken care of until the cure gets fixed. Which, if you do your job right and actually help Abbad, shouldn’t take too long!”

I glanced back at Alhaitham, who met my gaze almost immediately from where he stood behind me with his arms crossed as I spoke, “I’m guessing Abbad is the student he was helping?”

“And the guy I’ll be helping fix this entire mess,” I nodded at his confirmation before twisting to look at Nahida as the tiny archon spoke.

“Like Kaveh said, you’ll just need to be helping take care of him until we get the cure fixed. Cyno will be with you for security reasons as well.” I glanced over at the young man, who nodded at me, and I felt myself frown. 

Him helping wasn’t a problem by any means, but it did make me wonder….

“Are you worried someone will try to take him and do something?” I stood as I spoke, twisting to face Cyno, who nodded, confirming my concerns almost immediately.

“Since we’re dealing with some unprecedented results, yes. Especially considering the topic of the research that was being conducted in question.” 

I glanced back over at Kaveh once more, feeling my eyebrows arch, “What was the topic of this study anyway?”

“He was trying to find a way to allow people to breathe underwater by studying varying forms of marine life. All that was supposed to happen was I would be submerged for a brief period of time while hooked up to a machine to help him get some data, but we didn’t even get that far. Instead, the machine that was heating some of his solution overheated and blew up. When the smoke cleared, I was part fish.”

I blinked, my eyes widening at the spiraling explanation that sounded like something straight out of a light novel from Inazuma. 

One thing was clear, though. The study had actually, in at least some ways, been a success. Even if the substance in question had some unwanted side effects, such as fins.

“Are you hurt?” I found myself lowering my volume, subconsciously afraid of blasting poor Kaveh away.

Kaveh’s reaction to my concern was almost instantaneous, though. He pressed his tiny webbed hands to the side of his bowl and stared back at me with a genuinely touched expression, only pausing to shoot a dirty look over at Alhaitham, “Finally. Someone who cares. I’m fine though, Y/n.”

“Just tiny,” Irritation flickered through Kaveh’s entire form at Alhaitham’s nonchalant interjection, and I found myself glancing back exasperatedly at the scribe, who merely shrugged.

“Do you think you can take care of him?” Nahida’s voice interrupted my thoughts before I could conjure up any more questions and before another fight between Kaveh and Alhaitham could brew.

I hesitated, shifting uncertainly, “Wouldn’t Tighnari be a better choice? He does know more about biology than I do. Taking care of a merperson probably isn’t the same as taking care of a fish, and I don’t want to accidentally hurt Kaveh.”

I glanced over at Cyno for support only to find him shaking his head, “He is on his way, but he’s going to be helping Alhaitham and Abbad to speed up the process.”

I frowned but nodded. I couldn’t really argue with that logic. Getting Kaveh back to normal definitely was important, and Tighnari was an obvious choice to help with a biology-based study.

In fact, Alhaitham was an odd choice, but I had no doubts his role had something to do with worrying about Kaveh and wanting to ensure this got handled as quickly as possible.

And, for that matter, I personally felt like taking care of Kaveh and making sure he stayed healthy was important too.

“I’ll do my best then... Do you want me to take care of him here?” I agreed softly, following my assent up with a question almost immediately as I looked back towards the archon, who practically beamed up at me as she rested her hands on her hips.

“That would be for the best; that way we can all keep an eye on him using the security cameras in this room, and he’ll be easy access for when they get the cure ready.”

She paused, shaking her head slightly as a frown crept onto her face, “For now I’ve got to do some cover-up work, though, to help ensure Kaveh’s safety.”

I nodded, watching as she left after bidding a soft farewell to all of us, only for both Cyno and Alhaitham to turn my way.

“I’m going to go check out the scene one last time,” Cyno gestured idly to the door as he was already walking away, with Alhaitham picking up where he left off.

“And I’m going to make sure no one else has gotten turned into a fish.” I almost snorted at Alhaitham’s sardonic tone but nodded. Watching as they both left before I turned to glance back down at Kaveh with a smile.

“I guess it’ll just be the two of us for a while then,” I plopped down on the floor next to the desk as I spoke, leaning against the desk comfortably.

“So what happened to your last fish?” Kaveh swam about in his bowl, wasting no time in casually questioning me as I quietly made a note to myself to tell Nahida, or maybe Cyno, that Kaveh would definitely need a bigger tank in order to be healthy and comfortable.

Plus, if he got overly excited, there was the chance he’d jump out of something without a lid…..

I frowned at him, crossing my arms, “Are you sure that’s a story you want to hear considering the state you’re in and that I’m your caretaker?”

Despite his tiny size, I could see his eyes roll from where I sat as he shook his head lightly, “Please, you were a kid then, right? I’m not worried about what happened when you were little. Especially considering you can successfully give a lecture to a room full of Haravatat students without anyone interrupting.”

I snorted, shaking my head slightly at his words, “You’re just saying that because Alhaitham is from Haravatat.”

He crossed his arms, eyeing me as if I were handling his side of the argument for him, “My point stands.”

I sighed, smiling at his tone but explaining anyway, “I got a fish tank kit that came with everything you could need, except for the fish. I got a betta, and the only problems were that both the plants and rocks at the very bottom were too rough and that some of the decorations were painted. He tore up his tail, possibly ingested some paint flakes, and then got more and more lethargic while my family and I tried to figure out what was going on.”

I paused, tilting my head slightly as Kaveh silently listened, his eyes locked onto me the entire time.

I shrugged lightly as I finished, smiling almost apologetically at Kaveh, “By the time we got him diagnosed, he was dying because he’d stopped eating. Probably due to being in too much pain or overly stressed.”

Kaveh frowned, shaking his head slightly as sympathy crept into his tone, “So it basically starved to death?”

I lifted one shoulder, “Amongst other things.” I paused, smiling slightly as I looked at Kaveh’s frowning face, not at all surprised by his reaction, “Downer ending, huh?”

“Well, it’s not like I didn’t know what was coming. I did ask you how your fish died,” His tone was perfectly defensive, and I laughed slightly. Watching as his frown slowly shifted into a smile before he continued.

“I am sorry about your fish, but I’m really not worried. After all, you know what went wrong then, so that won’t happen to me,” He grinned at me confidently, and I felt myself smile in response, nodding slightly.

“True, I doubt you’re likely to go eating paint flakes. But taking care of a merman might be a little different from taking care of fish, though. Make sure you tell me if there’s something you want,” I gestured to the side lighty, and he spoke immediately. Barely letting me finish before he was speaking.

“Something to do. It’s outrageously boring living in a bowl,” I outright laughed at his words, nodding in agreement.

“Sounds good, I was already going to tell the archon tha╼”

“Y/n! We’ve got a problem!” I got cut off as Cyno rounded the corner, his expression grim enough that it had me scrambling to my feet immediately.

Kaveh was faster with his words, though, as he pressed his hand to the side of his bowl, his voice tense as he spoke so quickly that it was almost difficult to make out his words, “Is it Abbad?! Did someone come after him for his research or╼”

“Wrong. It’s Alhaitham,” Cyno’s response was brief, and for a moment, Kaveh and I both froze. And then I felt myself start towards him with wide, concerned eyes as confusion swirled in my mind.

“Alhaitham?! What╼?”

I cut off sharply, turning to look back at Kaveh. I couldn’t leave him here alone.

Trotting back, I picked up his bowl carefully before turning to look at Cyno, both me and the merman wearing matching determined expressions as I spoke, “Where is he?”

[shinymist]

This year as part of @renegadeguild’s event for FanFic Writers Appreciation Day (FFWAD), I had the honor of binding @isnt-it-pretty‘s fic “Fingernails The Colour of Rust” with art by @pigeon-noises! Both of them received a bound copy of the work, shown below :)

You can view Pigeon’s beautiful art Here and Here!

This project was super fun and I learned a lot along the way, more photos and description below the cut :)

This project saw a lot of late nights battling the printer, but equally as many nights excitedly experimenting with fonts and designs and layouts. The end design featured lineart tracings of the in-game Scarab and Nilopata Lotus materials, and in total is 312 pages long (284 of which are the fic itself). Making the case was by far the most challenging part of this process - using a foil quill was especially fun to learn, I owe so much to the Renegade binderary presenters. Unfortunately, the dust jacket would not print to size so it’s a bit small, but overall I think the books came out really great!

Thank you again to @isnt-it-pretty and @pigeon-noises, your works are so beautiful and I’m so grateful to have been able to make these books for you!

Be sure to check out the tags #FFWAD #renegadelovesfic (and their variations) to see other’s amazing fanbinds from this event!

[shinpikurage]

Hate when people use the excuse against a rarepair that they wouldn't even come close to meeting... This is Genshin we're talking about, the most random characters could meet in any event

[lumier09]

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"Shadows" part 5 and... Last for now :') Page 122 was uploaded on January 24 2024, so over year ago... I hope to finish it someday, even as a post with my ideas and sketches, not finished pages. Drawing detailed Sumeru outfits killed my fun and motivation...

[actiniumwrites]

kiss me (not)

synopsis: how they’d react when you dodge/ wipe off their kisses for a day as a prank

characters: gaming, kujou sara, heizou, tighnari, cyno, kaveh, and lyney x gn!reader

warnings: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, some humor, established relationships, etc

notes: i love this prompt so much omg. i’ve read a lot of fics other people have written for different fandoms and i’m actually shocked i haven’t written it before considering i eat it up every time (especially when there’s some angst 🫠)

gaming:

the first time he sees you wipe off his kiss, something in him dies a little, especially when you don’t say anything after he asks if you’re okay

so he starts doubting himself and compensating for where he may went wrong

maybe he had bad breath? or you weren’t having a good day today?

he hates that he doesn’t know what he did wrong, and even worse, why you keep doing it throughout the day

you only stop when you see the way he genuinely starts beating himself up over it, deciding it wasn’t funny anymore and honestly never was

“it was a prank,” you nudge him softly, regret overflowing from your voice, “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. i shouldn’t have kept it going for so long.”

a relieved breathe and a small smile from him follow right after. you can tell he’s still a bit stuck on the whole thing, but deep down, he’s just grateful he didn’t screw up somewhere because there’s no way in hell gaming would ever let himself lose you

“it’s okay,” he breathes out, clutching your hand a little tighter than usual, “just please, don’t do it again, okay?”

kujou sara:

to say she’s confused is an understatement

she’ll immediately backtrack to make sure she actually just saw that correctly. did you really just wipe off her kiss?

so she goes in for another one, and sure enough, you dodge her this time and send her a quick goodbye before slipping out of the house and running off to work

it legitimately ruins her whole day. she can’t even function at work because it’s all she can think about

and by the time she’s home at night, she’s already tired and just wants you but she’s also too afraid that maybe she did something to upset you

fortunately for her, you spare her of the prank knowing your girlfriend well enough to know that the second she walks through the door she had a shitty day

so you apologize and tell her it was just a prank and you didn’t mean any harm

and she wants to be so mad at you for it, but literally can’t no matter how hard she tries so instead she just gives in and gets the kiss she’s been thinking about all day

heizou:

he realizes right away what you’re doing and finds it rather amusing

so he’ll play along too, not trying to kiss you at all and even going a step further and not showing you any sort of physical attention

try to hold his hand? not happening. hugging him? not a chance

and it ends up becoming a competition, because what can you say? you’re both competitive people

goes on until the end of the day and only ends when you’re both too tired to keep it up

“you’re no fun, you know?” you poke his chest as you tiredly lean against him

he smiles down at you, “how so? i let you play your little pranks, didn’t i? i even played along.”

you just scoff and scoot away, tucking yourself into the warm blankets and ignoring his teasing

but then he’ll grab you and pull you into his chest, giving into you, “fine. next time i’ll give you the reaction you want. happy now?”

tighnari:

the opposite of heizou: he’s very unamused, and is very aware of what’s going on.

as soon as you back away from him after he tries to kiss you, his face falls into a deadpan and he crosses his arms menacingly

“i’ll have you know i don’t find pranks like these very funny,” he’ll immediately tell you off, not wanting to act so childishly when it comes to affection

tighnari cares a lot about people, whether he shows it or not, so to have you pretend to dodge it upsets him — even if it is meant to be a mere lighthearted prank

so you apologize instantly, feeling a little bad over the whole ordeal, “it’s just a prank, you know? i thought it would be funny to see how you’d react.”

definitely the kind of person to feel a little bashful and guilty for overreacting over something so silly, but also doesn’t want to admit it

so he’ll just silently kiss you and act like nothing happened, secretly hoping you’ll never try to pull something like that again

cyno:

at first, he thinks it’s kinda funny since he always plays jokes. however, i think he’s similar to tighnari in the sense that he also takes a little offense to it

like, he knows it’s a joke, but he just can’t help feeling a little hurt over it

“is something the matter?” he’ll ask while you’re both on the way to meet with friends. you shake your head no, fighting a smile

defeatedly, he leaves it at that, knowing you won’t budge. he’ll feel miserable the entire time and won’t stop thinking about how you won’t give the prank up, even in front of your friends

and when you both leave for the night, he crosses his arms and confronts you as you both walk home, “it isn’t funny.”

“what isn’t funny?”

“your prank. it isn’t funny. i don’t like the way you’re avoiding kissing me,” he says bluntly. it makes your heart sink into your stomach a bit, admittedly starting to feel a bit bad

so you apologize and work everything out, telling him you got the idea from alhaitham who was curious to see how he’d react in a situation like that — that, and he felt like pissing cyno off for a day, but you didn’t need to know that part

he’ll get frustrated, but is glad it’s all settled. he’ll also be extra affectionate throughout the next week, feeling as if he somehow lost time with you

kaveh:

gets so offended omg he will literally hate you

the first time you do it, his jaw drops to the floor and he calls you out on it immediately

“what was that?” he points an accusatory finger at you

you bite back a smile and feign innocence, “huh? what are you talking about?”

will not let you leave for the day until you drop the act and properly return his kiss

when you continue to go on with the prank, however, he’ll start to get all pouty and just ask you to kiss him

and he just looks so cute that you cup his face and give him a big fat kiss and walk out the door immediately after without a word and a big smile on your face, satisfied with his reaction

lyney:

he gets so dramatic about it it’s not even funny

will literally clutch his chest and fall to the ground in public so that you stop him

when you don’t and you let him face public humiliation (because you find it funny too), he stops himself and gets back up

follows you around like a lost puppy all day and will constantly try to sneak in a kiss while you’re caught of guard, but you never fall for it and he gets so much more frustrated each and every time

then he begs lynette and freminet to help him, except they think it’s funny too seeing how whipped he is for you

and he knows it’s a prank too, but the fact that you won’t break makes him so lovingly annoyed with you

you don’t stop until lynette genuinely intervenes, complaining about how annoying lyney had gotten throughout the day, “please end his suffering already. you know my brother is an idiot who doesn’t shut up and i’ve had enough of him today.”

you laugh it off, but ultimately agree

so you go and find him, which wasn’t that hard, and tap him on the shoulder before planting a gentle kiss to his lips, “sorry for pranking you. it was just too funny of an opportunity to pass up.”

“you’re so mean to me,” he’ll complain, but will then continue to kiss you so often that you’re now the annoyed one instead

[starxanemone]

꩜ⴰ ࣪˖ THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS

tighnari x gender neutral!reader — oneshot. romance.

if you read between the lines, colors, and shapes of the petals, perhaps you might find meaning conveyed to you through the language of flowers.

— wherein you are a secret admirer of tighnari and you decide to send him flowers and along with equally-flowery words.

Rukkhadhava Mushrooms? Check.

Kalpalata Lotus? Check.

Padisara? Check.

Scarab fluid? Check.

“Do you find all of the necessary ingredients to be satisfactory enough?” An employee asks Tighnari as he counts the number of each ingredient separated into containers on top of the table.

“Yes, thank you very much.” He responds busily.

“I wish you the best in your endeavors. I will be off now.”

“Yes, thank you.” Tighnari nods his head as his pencil drags off carefully against the page of his little notebook, crossing small boxes listed between the grid lines. Work was constant and even more so now as he feels its amount in waves lately with the sudden new virus spreading around due to the withering zones. Fortunately, only a few were infected and it is not taking too much of a toll on his body—with him balancing the role of being a Forest Watcher and a sort of doctor on the side.

He sighs as he closes his notebook shut and sits down on the chair. He looks around him, wide dark emerald eyes admiring the abundance of greenery inside Pardis Dhyai and taking in the cluster of herbal and floral fragrances between each soft inhale.

He then glances at the clock.

3:29AM. Any minute now–

“Delivery for Tighnari!” A deep, gravelly voice enters the vicinity and Tighnari immediately stands up to respectfully bow to the delivery man.

“Ah, Arkan.” Tighnari greets the tall, burly man right in front of him politely. There is a bundle of purple hugged between Arkan’s arms and he eyes it promptly; expectantly; disposition still even despite the slight anticipating twitch of his ear. “I assume that is for me.”

“Ya got that right.” Arkan agrees gruffly, extending his arm out to hand him the bouquet of vibrant purple Forget-Me-Not flowers. “Your lover’s been quite consistent.”

“Perhaps ‘admirer’ would be a more suitable term. I still don’t know who they are.” Tighnari shakes his head before glancing down at the flowers now in his arms. Its petals are the shade of mustard yellow at the center, transitioning to vibrant purple as he eyes the petals down to its rounded tips. He wonders what is their motive behind all of this. How was he to fall for a person whose identity he had no slightest idea of? It was unreasonable to fall for a figment of his imagination—the mere idea built from expectations of who this person might be.

But still, he keeps the flowers close to him. It stays displayed inside his home, consistently being replaced every week upon each delivery. So far, he had received a total of four flower deliveries, all appearing to be freshly-picked and very healthy.

I’m keeping them because it would be a waste not to. Tighnari nodded to himself.

“Well, then, I’ll leave you to think about it by yourself.” Arkan dips his head slightly for a temporary farewell. He would be seeing Tighnarini again soon, no doubt.

“Alright. Thank you for the delivery, Arkan.”

Tighnari sits down once again, placing the wrapped bouquet on his lap, supporting it with one arm. He counts the flowers and the snowy Gypsophila surrounding each small bundle of Forget-Me-Nots. He brings it up to his face, breathing in the floral fragrance before noticing a small piece of rectangular paper pasted onto the wrapping. His fingers gently move the flowers to read the text.

“What if you forget to forget-me-not and we fade away?”

A new piece added onto the puzzle of the admirer’s hidden painting. Clever. Forget-Me-Nots. Tighnari thinks back to the previous pieces of paper he had received along with the bouquets of flowers. So far, the compilation of all the notes reads:

“You can open up to me; show me what’s inside. Mother nature made us to intertwine.”

“Lavender elixir so full of pheromones, give me one taste and you’re gone.”

“What if I can’t get you out of my thoughts? What if my seasons don’t change?”

And today, “What if you forget to forget me not and we fade away?”

The admirer seems troubled today, Tighnari thinks, humming to himself in deep thought. Perhaps they liked him more than he had initially expected. He expected to be receiving about only two to three deliveries of such things, but it’s turning out to be more of a consistent thing now. Looking forward to Monday’s every time the clock strikes thirty minutes after the hour of three in the afternoon has become a sort of habit.

But he wonders: When would this end? When would he get to meet the individual who has been going through the effort to send these on a weekly basis?

Perhaps he must do a little bit of investigating for himself.

The next week comes slowly as the virus dies down significantly with Tighnari providing the patients with treatment. It has provided time for him to give some thought onto the next course of actions he might take to look for the admirer, and perhaps, the best person to ask first is the person consistently delivering the flowers.

Arkan comes marching to the front of Tighnari’s house at exactly 3:30PM, and he’s there to receive him just in time.

“Arkan, I have a question.” Tighnari began as he accepted the bouquet. Today’s flowers were a fresh bundle white Tropical Morning Glories wrapped in black paper. He fishes for the note stuck onto the wrapping paper behind the flowers and silently reads it.

“You’re my little flower blooming in the night.”

Blooming in the night... Morning Glories were also known as Moonflowers.

He purses his lip in thought as his ear unconsciously twitches. He scratches the back of his neck. Why are my ears warm? Perhaps it is hotter today than usual.

“What is it?”

He looks up from the bouquet and eyes Arkan curiously. “By any chance, do you know who’s sending these flowers?”

Arkan lets out a loud guffaw at his question, pressing his hands onto his abdomen. “I thought you’d never ask."

“It’s just that I was too busy to be pondering about that previously with the virus and all.” Tighnari places the flowers onto the ledge of his porch before crossing his arms. “So? Will you tell me who they might be?”

“No can do.” Arkan shakes his head.

He sighs. “As I suspected. Looking for them is not going to be as easy as that.”

“How ‘bout I give ya a hint?” Arkan places his hands on his hips, grinning down at him widely. “You know them.”

Tighnari squints his eyes.

He knows them.

He browses his memories for the list of people that he knew but it was turning out to be rather difficult when he was practically familiar with more than half of Gandharva Ville and many from Sumeru City. It cannot possibly be Collei; she is much too young and she has been quite close with a boy her age lately that lived near their home. Cyno was way too subpar with his linguistic skills to be able to construct mellifluous words such as these, and it is apparent with his dry jokes, thus it is unlikely to be him. Paimon and the Traveler on the other hand had long left the vicinity of Sumeru. And Alhaitham… Well, he’s Alhaitham. Could it be Kaveh?

“Do they live closeby?” Tighnari asks after a few moments of thinking.

“They live in a sort of paradise. Sort of like a garden, if you will. That’s all I gotta say.” Arkan laughs before saluting to him. “Welp, I’ll leave ya to it.”

So it’s not Kaveh, then. Thank goodness. Tighnari breathes out a sigh of relief before taking the flowers from the ledge once again. He must quickly put them in a vase.

Another week comes and Tighnari is finished trekking through the forest with Cyno after dealing with one of the few remaining Withering Zones left.

“So you have been receiving a bouquet of flowers every week.” Cyno summarizes after Tighnari explains the entirety of the situation. “I see.”

“Yes, so if it is not any trouble and if you aren’t busy with work, would you mind helping me investigate this matter?” Tighnari tilts his head, waiting for his friend’s response.

“I’m afraid that I must refuse.” Cyno answers, quickly pulling his eyes away to look up at the nearby trees.

“Hm? And why is that?” Tighnari crosses his arms. “You are looking suspicious right now, my friend. Don’t tell me that you’re actually the secret admirer?”

Cyno sends him an offended look, or at least, as offended as his typically-stoic face could look. “Do I appear to be the type who writes poetry? I must say that my jokes are quite great, but poetry on the other hand?”

“Yes, it is exactly as I thought. Except for the jokes part.” Tighnari nods, ignoring the second wave of offended expression that paints his friend’s face. “But why were you acting suspicious just now? Perhaps… you know who they are. You know who has been sending the flowers to me.”

Cyno shakes his head. “It’s not that I knew. I only figured it out when you told me about the flowers just now.”

“How?”

“Easy. I suggested the flowers, or rather, I told them you liked plants, and maybe, flowers.” Cyno explains before suddenly looking thoughtful. “But now that I think about it. The notes do sound like something they would do.” He hums thoughtfully. "Hm... they even went all the way to Sumeru City to ask about something like that."

“Well? Are you not going to tell me who it is?”

“No.”

Tighnari sighs, rubbing his face in annoyance. This was becoming more frustrating with the way Arkan and Cyno were being so secretive.

Cyno pats his shoulder comfortingly. “You will find out who they are soon.”

“Why? Will they reveal themselves?”

“I do not know. But upon meeting them, it is only time before they slip up. They’re not as patient as you believe they are.”

“Yes, maybe…”

Tighnari receives three stems of Tulips today, tied together with a thin white ribbon that also holds a piece of paper along with it. His eyes squinted a little upon realizing that the texts today were a bit longer, and the handwriting was a bit messier.

Hm… Tulips…

“All I see are Tulips (you) and

I’m a hummingbird;

Heavenly ambrosia in every curve.

Honey dripping over my imagination;

The fragrance keeps flowing straight

down to my soul.”

He doesn’t hold back the warmth that spreads across his light-skinned cheeks and tips of his ears—or rather, he couldn’t. Whoever was writing him these notes and sending these flowers seemed to know just the precise words to make a person’s heart quiver. That, or this was simply born from the inexplicable feeling of adoration; one that Tighnari himself still doesn’t understand.

Perhaps, you would care to show him—to make him understand where all of these saccharine poems flow from inside you and onto paper.

He flips the paper around and is surprised to see an added note.

“I heard you were looking for me. Why don’t you come and find me, then?” He looks down further at the bottom of the page. “Here’s a hint: I live in paradise.”

Paradise? Tighnari squints rubs his chin at the familiar word. Where and when could he have last heard it?

Paradise… Ah! His eyes widen as he remembers his conversation with Arkan about two or three weeks before.

“They live in a sort of paradise. Sort of like a garden, if you will. That’s all I gotta say.” Arkan laughs before saluting to him. “Welp, I’ll leave ya to it.”

Paradise… Paradise— Pardis? Pardis Dhyai? If his suspicions were correct then… then the admirer was much closer than he had initially suspected. He had assumed that they lived in Sumeru City due to the weekly access to new and foreign flowers being delivered there frequently. This had caused him to forget about Pardis Dhyai completely—the actual grounds for producing an array of different plants and flowers.

He set the flowers into a vase filled with water and began preparing to clean up his things. Turns out that he had a trip to make towards Pardis Dhyai outside of work hours.

Tighnari arrives at the vicinity as the Sun had already set, leaving the shrounds of orange to be submerged underneath the dark blues littered with specs of white. Strange to him as it may be, but his heart is racing fast against his ribs as he takes rapid steps to enter the greenhouse. Perhaps it may be from all the running, or maybe it was the nerves swallowing his being, but one thing is for sure and that is the fact that his curiosity and the need to understand cannot deter him from finding out the one behind all these things.

He enters the greenhouse and the silence engulfs his ears aside from the crickets resounding from the distance. He steps forward, moving to the area where the flowers were born side by side, and there, he sees someone standing there, tending to the plants at this hour.

“You’re my little flower

Blooming in the night…”

His eyes widen as hears them sing softly as they hold the watering can over the vibrant leaves and petals.

“Only for an hour,

The northern lights.

My Casablanca sweetheart,

Nectar so divine.

Baby, you’re the best part

Of my life.”

“So it is you.” Tighnari’s voice cuts through the pause of their singing. He sees their shoulders jolt a little in surprise before they turn around slowly, sheepishly. It was you, the employee in Pardis Dhyai who guided him throughout each time he collected ingredients for new medicine.

“So you have found me.” Your smile is relaxed as you take a step towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He shivers at the contact but doesn’t move away, causing you to chuckle. “Shall we have a chat?”

“W-What makes you say that I have the time? I could be here for some herbs.” He blurts out, a little out of character from his typical self.

You chuckle at his nervousness. “Well? What can I do to convince you to stay?”

[woofwoofwolf]

🗣🗣IF AI ART IS STEALING, AI FANFIC AND AI CHATBOTS ARE STEALING TOO!!

[it-happened-one-fic]

Genshin Impact - Sumeru Master-List

A Dream Thus Far Undreamt - Al Haitham

Something out there, Something right here - Al Haitham

Sand - Cyno

No Matter the Impracticality - Al Haitham

His Dream That, As of Yet, Remained Undreamt - Al Haitham

Daarin - Wanderer

Only Love - Alhaitham

Relentless - Cyno

Bias - Cyno (600 Followers Event Request)

Swimming Through Avidya - Crewmeru Mermay (2025) [Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4], [Part 5]

[hikari3601]

Floral Crowns

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Pairing | Al-Haitham, Cyno, Kaveh and Tighnari (separate) x Reader

Author’s Note | Try as I might, I couldn’t get this out of my head

CW/TW | Mention of death in Tighnari's part, but it's really him just being shady.

Synopsis | Making flower crowns with Sumeru’s men.

'It can't be that difficult' was his initial thought seeing as the diagrams were quite simple to understand...

Needless to say, the scribe thought very wrong.

After multiple failed attempts he eventually resumed his reading with a defeated huff, leaving you hysterically laughing, it wasn't every day you saw the aloof Haitham frustrated.

The next morning he tried again, remembering your little tips and found that it was never that deep difficult. Then again a good cup of coffee always fixed everything. Soon enough he had multiple crowns laying on the table beside him as he idly paged through some records -waiting for you to arrive.

Suffice to say, you were pretty surprised upon your arrival... Actually, that was an understatement, it shocked you out of your wits to see how pretty they were, almost as if he had years of practice under his belt.

—————

"What the actual hell?" You gaped at their perfection as you looked through the bunch, admiring the flower's unique scents and beauty.

"book learning alone cannot–" He started, smirking as he flipped the page.

"Please don't start with another lecture."

Cyno is surprisingly good at it. I mean, he'll miss a loop here and there but after a few more tries he's smiling at you like a little idiot.

It'll become sort of a thing between the two of you. Whenever you had a moment to spare, you'd find yourselves combining different varieties of flowers and when you'd meet again you would go through this little presentation -essentially trying to outdo the other. He’s just competitive like that

At the end of your little showcase, you'd exchange crowns and wear them around until they wilted.

For the record, he really loves the crowns you make. At one point, he forgot he was wearing one until he noticed none of the other Matras could keep their eyes off of his head

Flower puns ensued throughout the rest of the meeting.

—————

"I'm telling you once and floral, don't stop beleafing. Just like I rose to the occasion, you can too!"

He used to weave flower crowns when he was a kid and you can't tell me otherwise.

He eventually stopped, but after you asked him to teach you, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he still remembers the patterns and tricks.

Needless to say, this becomes something of a pastime for the two of you, when he's not swamped with work...which is rarely.

Though you love the process of making a crown every once in a while, the best part most definitely lies in seeing him wearing it.

He’d look so pretty wearing a flower crown...help.

He also adores seeing you wear his crowns he secretly incorporated your favourite flower crown in one of his designs. So don’t be surprised to find a familiar pattern on the rim of a chandelier or a decorative ceiling.

—————

“Isn’t this your model?” You questioned, examining the small cluster of Sumerian styled spires.

Without looking up the blond hummed, dosing off on the seat besides you. “I finished it this morning.”

“Wait, these facia boards—“

“I liked the pattern you made the other day, I thought it would suit the aesthetic I was going for.” He mused, “I was wondering when you were gonna notice.”

Tighnari, much like Kaveh, probably taught you how to weave the flowers, telling you facts about each of them as his fingers nimbly formed a crown at record speed.

Honestly, he'd be the type to congratulate you after your first attempt but correct you like one of his pupils don't mind his swishing tail, he's trying to act like he's not elated to be sharing an old hobby with you.

After you really got into it, he'd sometimes send you flowers whenever he travelled with a little note describing how to look after the bouquet –turn the card over and you'll find a small pressed flower attached.

He expects you to hone your skills with different flowers -to ‘master your new talent,’ in his words.

It's really an excuse for him to send you pretty flowers.

He’ll also wear the crowns you make, but unlike the rest he’ll be extremely nonchalant about it too.

Giving a lecture to some curious Academia students? The crown stays on.

Checking up on some of the plants at Pardis Dhyai? Why’d he even consider removing it?

Clearing a withering zone? The flowers withered. He returned his ears hanging low, please make him a new one.

Of course, the flowers stayed on as he scolded a group of reckless adventurers as well.

—————

Four adventurers sat before a rather livid Tighnari who, try as he might, couldn’t refrain from giving them a mouthful.

“I mean, how can you look at a random mushroom on the ground and think ‘Hey this colourful mushroom that I’ve never seen before looks particularly delicious, let me eat it!’ I understand that you can get hungry while on the road, but you can’t eat anything if you're dead. You’ll have better luck looking for a Forest Ranger! I mean really what if I didn't—“

The silence was deafening as the Chief Officer’s ears twitched in aggravation before he sighed in defeat. “At least try to not look at my ears. Yes it’s not an everyday sight and yes the colours of the flowers are vibrant… are you even listening!?”

[cloudfox42]

Imagine your fictional crush has dendro powers and you're a vegan. 😋🤤😜

[miokki]

✦ WHEN YOU STUMBLE ON THEM SLEEPING

✰ synopsis: sumeru boys and their sleepy antics

✰ pairing(s): alhaitham, cyno, kaveh and tighnari x gn!reader (all seperate)

✰ content warnings: just fluff

✰ note: i actually wrote this in feb around alhaitham’s birthday so im trying to get my scraps out. also fyi i read @/mrpenguinpants’s green slumber recently is similar.

❈ ALHAITHAM

you had just gone over the summary for your newest assignment with alhaitham, who was dear enough to sit down in the house of daena and go over it with you. the assignment itself wasn’t particularly challenging, yet it didn't align with your interest in study. that was the main reason you asked your boyfriend to assist in your studies. yet from when you'd started your explanation to the time it took you to lift your head from the pages in your lap, you found your boyfriend slumped in his chair, as soft snores left his mouth.

you’re pretty confident in thinking that your voice wasn’t that boring, well, at least not to the greatness of making the acting grand sage alhaitham fall asleep. it was either that or the shiny new title had taken its toll on alhaitham much harder than you had anticipated. but being sure of alhaitham’s abilities, you'd doubt that your boyfriend wouldn’t let something like that beat him so easily. however, rather than dwelling on it, you put the pile of papers back down onto the table you were sitting on before settling back onto the table.

with alhaitham, defenceless under your regard, you decide to use every moment to further soak his features into your brain. his arms laying on both armrests as his head leaned off to the left. shamelessly watching from above as he bathed in the afternoon sunlight, which only seemed to enhance his glowing complexion. even after the longest time, you are still awestruck at how gorgeous and lovely he is. however, you were only able to truly appreciate this after he let go of his tight guard.

but still, there isn’t a single day you don’t remind yourself of it, not that you have to. it feels like you can’t pull your eyes away, stuck in a trance with him as your man focal point. that was, until you realise you've blown your horribly disguised cover for how sickeningly infatuated you are with him. alhaitham, now staring at you with both a surprised and an embarrassed expression on his face, his ears starting to redden before his eyes close again.

pulling yourself out of your daze, you slowly bring your hand to his cheek, softly caressing it. his skin soft as you feel your lover lean into your touch. dragging your thumb across his face as you watch his eyelashes fluttering, his eyes still shut. you notice a small smile sprawled across his lips, the upwards tug on alhaitham’s lips becoming apparent.

“i know you’re awake, pretty boy,” you tease, using your fingertips to gently move his hair covering his eyes.

alhaitham chuckles as he opens his eyes, crimson red and green, gazing into you. you look at him as he places his hand on top of yours, caging your hand on his face. the action feeling both needy and almost desperate. your boyfriend laughing inwardly before looking you in the eyes.

“let me indulge for a bit longer, just this once, habibti.”

❈ CYNO

the title ‘general mahamatra’ is a hefty title to uphold, many become overwhelmed by the responsibility, therefore, avoiding the title as a goal. yet cyno maintains it, and he does it well. so much so that it occasionally stresses you that your boyfriend doesn’t rest enough and might become overworked. albeit, a habit to visit him while he's working just to make sure he's okay. so when you come across him fast asleep in his office, you can’t help but sigh in relief, glad he’s resting up for once. sumeru’s general mahamatra deserves to slack off every once and a while, no? this is deeming that he does a vast majority of sumeru’s upkeeping.

quickly and quietly, you slip through the small gap between the wall and the door, the door slightly squeaking as it brushes against your chest before you get through. you sigh once you're inside and swiftly shut the door to cyno's office. observing your, your view the few nicely potted plants and the tall bookshelves in the back with hundreds of untouched books. and the centrepiece to complete; cyno’s desk, with him, slouched in his chair, arms crossed and his hat still on.

you don’t understand why the akademiya even bothered giving him an office. cyno is supposed outside for almost all of the day, the exception being when he comes back to report things that have happened throughout his duties. he enjoys being outdoors and in action. him, being inside the office defeats the purpose of being a matra. although it is a good place to cool down when the time is presented.

speaking of which, you’re feeling a bit brave today, enough so that you’ve chosen to approach the unconscious general. your body shifting around objects until you're behind his desk, standing beside his figure. keeping a close eye on him in case of any sign of consciousness.

unsurprisingly and one would debate, fortunately(me), you got distracted, your boyfriend being the distractant. spacing out, your only focus was cyno’s sleeping figure whose body moved up and down as he breathed. his lightly tanned skin putting you in a trance, remembering how you reminded him to moisturise for the thousandth time. and his sweet, sweet-toned abs that others swoon over while you are fortuitous enough to rest your head on every night whenever you two are home together relaxing.

it was only after a good five minutes of just marvelling at his abs do you decide to do the next big thing. take off his hat. the hat which was ever so kindly shadowing his facial features. slowly reaching out with your hand, grasping the thing in your hand before gently lifting off your boyfriend's hat.

“boo.”

cyno blatantly said, his monotone voice echoing off the patterned walls as well as your scream. his hat was surprisingly nowhere to be seen as it bounced onto the ground.

“archons, i think i died for a second. baby, that wasn’t funny,” you exclaimed.

“it was pretty funny,” he smiled, biting back a laugh.

“was not,” you mumbled, his arms welcoming you as you fell into his touch.

❈ KAVEH

you were just returning from work, the sun already setting as you arrived at your doorstep. today had been particularly tiring. while there was no problem at hand, your energy levels seemed unusually low. the only thing motivating you to finish well was your desire to go home, have a nice dinner and snuggle in bed with your boyfriend, kaveh, who often stays the night even if he didn’t get locked out of his shared home. even so, you found the man knocking at your door almost every two days, his keys suspiciously disappearing every time.

as this occurrence became a near routine, you decided to give kaveh the spare set of keys to your place. hoping that he would let himself in when you would work late and generally when you weren't available. although, when you first proposed the idea he was far from with it, saying he'll lose the keys like he does his own. it’s only when you dropped it in his hand, closed it up and held it promising to him that you wanted him to have it did he hesitantly agree.

and it's true, you do trust him, you've trusted him more than you ever have with someone. you trust him with the key to your home, not only because you love him but because your boyfriend has a kind heart. the kindest you've come to know and you couldn't dream of kaveh doing something to break your faith in him. besides, the interior of your home has never looked better, and it still feels like home despite the altercations.(fr)

speaking of which, you let out a loud sigh as you shut the front door behind you. kicking off your shoes as you announce your presence. however, you get no response. placing your things down, yelling out your lover's name this time, quietly listening for any signs of kaveh being here. but again nothing, making you think that you've been talking to the house the entire time instead of a person.

still not convinced, you search through all the rooms of your house until you catch a glimpse of blonde hair through the gap between the bedroom door. your eyes lighting up as you quickly walk closer, pushing the door open and walking in to see him sleeping sprawled out on top of the bedsheets. his back facing you as soft breathing filled your ears.

you've come to feel relieved whenever you see kaveh, his presence alone is enough to make your body relax naturally. your body unconsciously moves closer to him when he's nearby. you sigh as you sit beside his figure, the mattress sinking under your weight and the sheets rustling as your hands explore, eventually reaching his exposed back.

since the start of the relationship, you've gained a habit of running your hands across kaveh's skin, tracing shapes and letters into it. constantly drawing random words and shapes into any body part of his you had access to, obviously, if he let you. occasionally peppering kissing on the area as you doodle to your heart's content. as for this instance, your eye caught sight of his open back seeing as the perfect opportunity to trace the shoulder blade and draw little basic shapes.

kaveh secretly loves it. he loves that you make him feel special with your undivided attention solely on him, a smile appearing on his lips as he's under your gaze. he loves the drag of your fingertips against his skin, the warm touch calming him down. kaveh loves you as you draw stars into his sensitive skin, unbeknownst to the fact that he's awake as you whispering "i love you"s under your breath, loving that you secretly pine over him too.

❈ TIGHNARI

tighnari had been particularly worried about a certain deadline he had to meet. while he often does lectures at the akademiya, this specific class he’s been taking lectures for, hasn't been absorbing the lecture’s content as well as anticipated. thus, his need to edit the coursework in a way the amurta students would both understand and fascinate them.

although, you wouldn't imagine your boyfriend being so concerned. perhaps it's due to the lack of idea of how to teach or that the new method mightn't work either, yet he can’t seem to let it rest. sure, it is normal for professors to worry a healthy amount about their students’ studies yet he almost seems obsessed with it. it's the only thing that has come out of his mouth all week.

even as you two are doing reports of the forest’s impending health, he avoids talking about anything but the upcoming lecture. oh? you’re trying to fill out some unfinished paperwork—tighnari is talking his head off about the plans he has. even when you finally think that you'll be free of his chattering the man still manages to mention it when the two of you are lying in bed.

while you do enjoy listening to your boyfriend’s most obscure ramblings you'd very rarely hold him against it's becoming more than something he's interested in. observing it now, it's now borderline obsessive. so much so that you've decided to put some distance between the two of you for now, opting to take another forest ranger’s patrol of the forest. this was in hopes that it would help you clear your mind and start a new leaf before speaking to your lover again.

taking a deep, much-needed deep breath fills your lungs, letting your cheeks puff up before exhaling slowly. you shake your hands at your sides which seemed to be a nervous habit, and then push aside the leafy doors, calling out his name to announce your presence. however, to your surprise, you soon find him sound asleep, using a stack of papers as a pillow.

you gazed at him as his dark, silky locks of hair shined in the sun, his unreasonably, pale porcelain skin giving him a natural glow. the sight stopping you in your tracks for a few minutes just to admire his utterly cute face. yet the position tighnari was sitting in and the way your boyfriend was leaning over the desk seemed far from beneficial to both his posture and neck.

“nari, my love.” you hummed as you walked to his side.

you could only watch as your lover’s fluffy ears twitched in your direction due to the sweetness in your tone. yet you only hear a grumble and some squirming in his seat from the man.

“come on, hun.” you whisper as your left hand travels to his shoulder, your thumb rubbing back and forth into his skin.

tighnari lifts his head this time, his eyes barely open, hair sticking to his face and forehead only to see you looking with your gentle gaze he can never say no to.

“what time is it?” the man asks, rubbing his eyes and looking around.

your partner’s ears perk up when you giggle, smiling as he listens to your angelic voice, the sound always hitting his ears in the best way imaginable. his eyes lighting up and sparkling as soon as sees you smile.

“its afternoon now.” you reply, feeling him nuzzle into your touch when you run your free hand through his hair.

“why did you leave me for so long?”

“oh you know why.”

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[alcruid]

Back in Sumeru...

Each expression is from a different manga, can you guess them all?

[babyminty]

Cgs Alhaitham & Tighnari/Littles Cyno & Kaveh

Finished my first Genshin oneshot for Christmas.

Cyno does get a small injury, but it is only mentioned in one line.

Tighnari and Alhaitham were out, and Cyno was regressed, which meant that caregiver duties fell to Kaveh. What none of the other three knew, though, was that Kaveh was an age regressor himself, and he was also small.

"Kaveh!" Cyno called as he ran up to him. "I wan play!" Kaveh, who had been sitting on the floor, stared up at him. Cyno blinked in confusion before his eyes widened as he came to a realization. "Kaveh small too?!" He gasped.

Kaveh shyly nodded. "How old?" Cyno inquired. Kaveh held up one finger, and Cyno gasped again. "I'm older! I'm four!" He said proudly. Then he stood there for a bit, seeming to be thinking as Kaveh just sat there, babbling to himself.

"What do babies do?" Cyno muttered, thinking, before his eyes lit up in excitement. "I know! We play hide 'n seek. You hide, I come find you." Cyno stated. Kaveh nodded along. "Otay..." He whispered, barely able to articulate the word.

Cyno grined. "Okay, you go hide, I'll count." Cyno turned around and started counting. Kaveh giggled, crawling off and deciding to hide in a cupboard.

It was the blanket cupboard and Kaveh got an idea. Giggling, he knocked the blankets down so that they covered him. Now he was warn and comfortable in the blankets as well as better hidden.

He heard Cyno moving around, having started to look for Kaveh. Kaveh sniffled his giggle as he heard Cyno walk past the cupboard and his footsteps retreating.

Cyno looked for Kaveh a bit longer before opening the cupboard. At first he only saw a pile of blankets and was about to close it, but he saw a tuft of blonde hair sticking out.

"Found you!" He exclaimed. Kaveh peaked out of the blankets, whining, upset about being caught. Cyno looked at the heap of blankets, and it gave him an idea. "Kaveh wanna make a blanket fort?" He asked. Kaveh's eyes lit up and he nodded.

Together, they carried blankets and pillows to the living room, placing them on the floor as they started to build the fort. It was nearly done, they just needed one more blanket. "Kaveh, get one more blanket, please?" Cyno asked. Kaveh nodded, crawling off to find another blanket.

He found a blanket and grabbed it, starting to crawl back to where they were building the fort. The blanket was dragging behind him, though, and caught on the leg of a side table.

Kaveh tugged at it, trying to pull it free, but unfortunately he caused the table to tip slightly. It stabilized, but unfortunately it had a vase on top of it that fell off and broke.

Kaveh was startled by the loud noise and crumpled to the floor, sobbing. Cyno rushed in, eyes wide as he took in the scene. He went to Kaveh, sitting down next to him and pulling him into a hug. "'S okay..." He said. "S-Sowwy!" Kaveh apologized.

"Not your fault..." Cyno soothed even though he had no idea what happened. His only goal was to calm down Kaveh. Kaveh continued to cry, but with Cyno with him, everything was less scary.

Even though Cyno was regressed as well, he was in an older headspace, around six now, and so after Kaveh had calmed down enough, Cyno picked up the blanket that had caused this mess, and after making sure there was no shards of vase on it, he wrapped it around Kaveh.

"Go to the blanket fort, I'll clean up." Cyno said. Kaveh nodded, scurrying away to hide in the fort.

Cyno started to clean up the shards. He was doing really well, all the big shards had been gathered and thrown away, and he started to sweep up the little shards.

Just then, the front door opened and Alhaitham and Tighnari walked in. Cyno glanced up, startled, spilling the shards that he had cleaned up. Tighnari and Alhaitham frowned when they saw Cyno.

Tighnari lead Cyno a bit away from the pile of broken vase and Alhaitham took over the job of sweeping it up. "Why are you cleaning that up? You shouldn't be doing that if you are regressed. You might get hurt." Tighnari stated.

"But it was broken. Couldn't just leave it." Cyno argued. !so Kaveh should be cleaning it up. He is meant to be looking after you." Alhaitham said, walking up beside the two, having finished cleaning up.

"Speaking of, where is Kaveh?" Tighnari asked. "He's in the blanket fort we made in the living room." Cyno answered. He was about to add on the fact that Kaveh was regressed as well, but before he could, Alhaitham frowned and made his way over to the living room.

"Nari-" Cyno started, wanting to atleast let Tighnari know, but Tighnari shushed him and lead him to the bathroom. Cyno was about to ask why they were there, but Tighnari had picked up a plaster and asked Cyno to hold out his hand.

Cyno did as instructed, and only now noticed the faint red line that stung slightly, noting that he must not have realised, but he got cut whilst cleaning up the vase.

Once the plaster was secured, the two exited the bathroom when they heard one of the bedroom doors slam shut.

Cyno jumped, glancing nervously at Tighnari. Tighnari's ears were perked up as he frowned. He took Cyno's uninjured hand and lead him to the living room where they saw an annoyed Alhaitham.

"What is the matter?" Tighnari asked Alhaitham after Cyno had let go of his hand and gone into the blanket fort. "I confronted Kaveh about making Cyno clean up the vase and he just looked at me, so I may have shouted at him a bit and he ran off." Alhaitham huffed, annoyed.

Tighnari frowned, concerned. "Can you look after Cyno and I'll go see what is happening with Kaveh?" He asked. Alhaitham nodded and Tighnari left, headed towards the bedroom with the closed door.

When he got there, he knocked on the door and got a mumbled 'Go 'way' in response. "Kaveh, what is going on?" Tighnari asked, going in anyway, worried about Kaveh.

Kaveh was a heap on the bed, covered in a blanket, but he glanced up when he heard Tighnari enter, and Tighnari saw the tears that were running down Kaveh's face.

"Said go 'way..." Kaveh mumbled, hiding himself fully underneath the blanket. Tighnari frowned, his concern growing. He went to sit next to the blanket heap that was on the bed. He pulled the blanket away gently so that he could actually see Kaveh.

Kaveh sniffled, curling tighter on himself. "Kaveh, what is wrong?" Tighnari asked softly, voice fill of concern.

"'Haitham mean... Wasn't doing anything..." Kaveh whispered. "You weren't doing anything?" Tighnari asked. If he didn't know any better, he would say thar Kaveh was regressed.

"Nu... Wasn't..." Kaveh confirmed. Tighnari sighed. "But you knew that me and 'Haitham weren't here today, so you were meant to look after Cyno today..." Tighnari explained gently.

"Bu Cyno older!" Kaveh whined. Tighnari's eyes went wide. "What do you mean?" He Asked. Kaveh didn't answer, he just curled into a ball.

Tighnari sat there for a bit, confused. Kaveh was acting a lot like he was regressed. Could he be, though? Tigh are wasn't aware that Kaveh could be a regressor.

"Kaveh, are you regressed?" Tighnari asked uncertainly. Kaveh uncurled just enough to give Tighnari a small nod. The room was silent for a few seconds before Tighnari sighed and scooped Kaveh up.

"Why didn't you tell us you were a regressor, love?" Tighnari asked. "Already have Cyno. Me would be too much." Kaveh mumbled.

Tighnari shook his head. "No, love, you would not be too much. Far from it. I'm sure me and Alhaitham are more than capable of looking after two little ones." Kaveh reluctantly nodded and Tighnari stood up, Kaveh still in his arms.

"Where going?" He asked. "Back to Cyno and Alhaitham so that we can all hangout together and solve any misunderstandings." Tighnari explained. Kaveh nodded in response.

When they reached the others, Cyno was in the blanket fort, perfecting it whilst Alhaitham sat on the couch nearby, book in hand, though he was paying more attention to Cyno, making sure he didn't cause any trouble.

Cyno and Alhaitham both glanced up as Kaveh and Tighnari entered the room. Cyno jumped out from the blanket fort and ran over to them, taking Kaveh's hand. "Come see the fort!" He exclaimed in excitement, wanting to show Kaveh their finished project.

Kaveh nodded, and Tighnari set him on the ground, letting the mentally older of the two littles drag the other into the fort. When they disappeared, Tighnari went over to Alhaitham, taking a seat.

"So what happened?" Alhaitham asked, and Tighnari explained all that had happened when he went into the bedroom to talk to Kaveh.

Alhaitham nodded in understanding,  looking guilty. " I should apologize for earlier." He said. Tighnari nodded in agreement.

Time went on like that, Kaveh and Cyno playing in the blanket fort whilst Alhaitham and Tighnari talked.

Eventually, Cyno popped out of the fort to inform the caregivers that he was hungry. Alhaitham got up to go make dinner, and Cyno went back into the fort where Kaveh waited, this time Tighnari being dragged along as well.

Once dinner had been prepared and the table set, Alhaitham called the other three to come eat. Cyno sat down quickly, the other two following him slower.

As they were eating, (well, Alhaitham was eating, Cyno was eating as well, though he was getting food everywhere, and Tighnari was feeding himself as well as Kaveh,) Alhaitham took the opportunity to apologize.

Though hesitant at first, Kaveh eventually accepted Alhaitham's apology, and for the rest of the night, the four of them enjoyed each other's presence.