#dark aether | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

lijojo · 15 days ago

Text

yandere genshin idol au

premise: as the production assistant for one of teyvat's biggest music programs, you interact with idols on the daily. though, it's hard to do your job when these idols start getting a little too close and personal. (yandere! genshin idols x reader) dark content

you remember exactly how you felt when you first entered the industry. starry eyed and bushy tailed, you were so excited to meet your favorite idols. yes, you had a notebook for autographs and everything.

unfortunately, your enthusiasm died quickly.

"what's wrong? you don't look so good."

childe slings his arm over your shoulder naturally, dragging you under his weight. you wince at the feeling of sweat on your back, the result of his prior rehearsal. mic checks were your least favorite part of your job.

"childe, could you please let go? i have a job to do," you mutter, though you knew better than to try and pry him off you. he'd only hold you tighter.

"but i haven't seen you in forever! have you been reading my texts at all?"

kaeya walks over, water bottle in hand. he tosses it over to childe with a grin on his face. "stop bothering her, it's so clear she doesn't feel comfortable with you. especially with you basically hounding at her. isn't that right, sweetheart?"

you shrug, put in a difficult spot. "it's fine, i'm used to it."

childe smiles gleefully like a little kid. "see? i just missed my best friend, that's all."

kaeya's right. but it's not like you can say anything. though you've already been a production assistant for a year, you have a feeling that if you spoke out against these idols, you'd lose your job within seconds.

having started three years ago, dckz (childe and kaeya's group) has quickly risen to fame, especially overseas. with their more mature, darker concepts, every time they have a comeback your social media feeds are flooded with thirst edits.

you met childe first. well, one-on-one, anyway. it was through some one-off chance. the timing seemingly matched up and by some miracle (or curse), he attached himself to you. it didn't take long for his members to join him. from running tedious errands, unsolicited texts, and tiny temper tantrums for you to be assigned to him, your career life has been anything but peaceful.

nowadays, whenever dckz has a new promotion, or any group for that matter, the staff don't even hesitate to send you their way, since you have a "way with idols."

at first, management was quick to transfer you elsewhere. somewhere in the shadows, where the idols couldn't see you as much. but when they realized how unenthusiastic they became (so much so that even the fans noticed), now they're even encouraging you to talk to them.

"what's going on?" it isn't long before zhongli joins the three of you.

"childe's just screwing around," kaeya replies.

zhongli raises a brow at you but says nothing. he's always like that—he's known among the fans for his "strong but silent" archetype after all. and after a year of interacting with him, you can't really blame them.

however, however, zhongli is not quite as impassive as the public makes him out to be. it's not obvious, but you can kind of tell. the way he brushes your hand when you hand him a towel, or the way you sometimes catch him staring.

when getting ready for the actual show, he'll beckon you over to adjust something that doesn't need to be adjusted. he'll ask you if his collar looks okay (though it's very much skewed). when you go to fix it for him, sometimes you can hear his breath hitch a little. just a little.

he doesn't say much, and you can't help but feel grateful. it makes it a lot less troubling when dealing with the group.

kaeya, on the other hand, has no problem expressing when he wants something. he grabs on your wrist and tugs you away from the conversation.

"hey! where are you going?"

kaeya waves dismissively. childe continues calling out to you two but it gets quieter the farther you move away from him.

"can you help me? i think my pants are a little lose."

yeah right, you think. his pants are so tight you can see an imprint of his dick, not like you want to see it. if they were any tighter, kaeya's circulation would've been fucked.

the staff don't say anything when kaeya drags you into the dressing room. it's become the norm at this point.

the dressing room is cleared out. it seems that the staff are tending to the other members as of right now, or at least getting ready to leave. although the members are performing tonight, their rehearsal was rescheduled early in the morning. the next group, 4nemo, should be coming in the next hour or so.

you can feel your eye bags droop at the thought.

"i think your pants are fine," you finally say when kaeya closes the door.

"you think so? could you check for me? i felt them droop a little while dancing. i wouldn't want them to drop in the middle of the performance."

"wouldn't you ask your stylist, then?"

he shrugs. "i don't see them here right now. do you? this is urgent business."

he leans closer than what is considered professional.

you know he's lying. but kaeya's always like this, pulling random excuses out of his nonexistent pockets. the staff won't humor him, so it's up to you to. apparently.

even when the two of you both know he's talking out of his ass, he'll go on like nothings wrong. just like how he's subtly showing off the semi-hard-on he's gotten.

there's a devious smirk on his face that you wish you could wipe off.

he leans forward, his lips barely brushing against your earlobe. "well? what are you waiting for?"

before you can say anything else, the door opens.

you're quick to step away, to which kaeya groans.

"of all times, diluc."

"tech is looking for you, kaeya. they wanna check your mic."

it's dead silence between the two of them. there's some sort of animosity. you heard that kaeya and diluc knew each other way back when even before they were set to debut in dckz together. though they don't hate each other enough to kill (not anymore, anyway), there's still an unspoken rivalry. the fans love it.

for you? it's a bit annoying.

especially when you're caught in between.

however, it doesn't seem to be one of those days, because kaeya acquiesces. "fine, but don't be too long."

he leaves with a huff, making sure to keep the door wide open.

you're waiting for diluc to say something, but he doesn't. so, of course, it's up to you to do something about it.

you check him out, analyzing the little patterns of his outfit down to the way he's standing. over time, you've learned how to get a read on idols. maybe that's why they like you so much.

"all the dancing mess with your makeup?"

diluc nods silently before walking over to one of the makeup chairs.

you go over to him, taking lip gloss and a thin makeup brush from your pocket. for a production assistant, it's a bit unusual. but after so many incidents, you just learned to have it on hand. it's easier that way.

his eyes follow every single one of your movements. you dab some of the lip gloss onto the brush before gliding it over diluc's lips. you take a small second to yourself to admire the sheen.

"you have a whole team of stylists, you know."

"yeah, but it doesn't look as good if someone else does it."

like zhongli, dliuc doesn't cause too much trouble for you. well, as long as kaeya isn't in the room, which isn't often but whenever he's alone he's fine. at least he doesn't throw fits whenever you're not in the room.

however, he's also arguably the hardest one to read. he always has to have some hidden meaning behind everything he says. he looks at you like you're supposed to get it, too. even if you do, you pretend not to. you're just a lowly production assistant, trying to do their job.

so you just wordlessly touch up on diluc's makeup, trying to ignore how he's staring at your lips like he wants to kiss them.

after dckz's rehearsal, it's 4nemo's.

in contrast to dckz's more sexy concept, 4nemo for the most part takes on a softer one. they're so different but popular in their own right. so when they're promotions collide, it's troublesome.

"so? what did you think of the performance? isn't my singing voice the best?" venti says.

for archons' sake, you just want to do your job...

venti's the chatterbox of the group. he doesn't throw as many fits as childe or kaeya do, but it's still exhausting to deal with him. every time you see him, you're dragged into a conversation you can't quite escape.

from what he ate this morning to invasive questions like what color were your panties, he can never shut up. sometimes he even jokes about the two of you entering a secret relationship together. you don't dignify it with a response.

it makes sense that he also helps host the music show.

xiao and aether had to leave immediately after the rehearsal. xiao has an appearance in a variety tv show to do and aether's busy preparing for a collaboration with his twin sister. for that, you're grateful.

it's quiet.

almost too quiet.

"kazuha's missing."

...great.

4nemo's manager looks distraught. he's relatively out of breath, a bead of sweat on his temple. "can you help look for him?"

you don't miss the way venti pouts. he tugs at your shirt, silently asking you not to. "she's helping me with something."

with what? entertaining?

you smile at him, as if it'd placate him. "it's okay, i'll be right back."

that's enough for venti to let go of you, though it's definitely not willingly. he has a pout on his face that you swore you saw go viral on twitter once.

it doesn't work on you. you head out to find kazuha.

this kind of phenonemon is normal. kazuha's quiet, but that just means that he's likely to go off on his own whenever his "creativity sparks."

you search all the usual spots and come up with nothing. it isn't until you're in one of the more hidden hallways that only production staff use that you find him curled up in some corner with a notebook and pen.

"there you are, kazuha. everyone's looking at you."

kazuha looks up from the paper with a knowing smile. "ah, i knew you'd find me."

you sigh exasperatedly, going down to sit next to him. it's the first time you've sat down all day. you can feel the soreness in your legs screaming at you.

"you can't keep doing this. everyone's worried."

"it's fine. they know i won't get into trouble. besides, i need to finish this next song."

"another one? but you're promoting right now. aren't you overworking yourself?" you know you are.

kazuha shrugs. "i don't know. i just...felt like i had to write something. want to see?"

of course you do. 4nemo has always been known for their soft, meaningful lyrics. their heartfelt words have always touched the heart of fans. kazuha's known for his lyrical genius, so you'd love to see it in action. you lean a little closer, eager to see his work when you catch a glimpse of something you don't like.

did kazuha want you to see it? or did he forget? either way, you'll pretend you're none the wiser.

you brush off the sight of your name scribbled on the sheet with hearts next to it. it's flattering, really. but you don't want to get caught up in some kind of scandal, despite how good these big entertainment companies are at hiding those.

"no, it's okay."

you get up unceremoniously, pretending to pat away the dust off your jeans.

you're here to do your job, not to pursue anything unprofessional with a bunch of idols. as much as you dread the shenanigans you have to put up with, you love your job. you love watching the idols dance on stage, singing their hearts out. you love the way the fans cheer and scream, just like you once did. you love knowing you helped make it happen.

so for the sake of your employment, you wave goodbye.

"i'll let your manager know where you are. good luck with your writing kazuha!"

"wait!"

you're gone without another word.

that night, everything goes smoothly. you spent the rest of the day moving back and forth, flipping between different groups like speed and endurance is your superpower.

it's all worth it though, you think as you stare at the monitor.

dckz is up right now. you watch how kaeya and diluc smoothly glide across the stage in harmony, almost as if they didn't actually hate each other. as much as these idols have their own problems and conflicts backstage, it's different once the spotlight hits them.

there's so many lightsticks in the crowd you're almost blinded. countless fans, both in-person and online, are having the time of their lives.

so yes, you'll switch between groups, fetching xiao some water and making sure that zhongli has an extra towel from when the group's finished performing. you'll turn down any unwanted advancements without so much as a complaint. if it means that these idols won't throw a fit or falter on stage, you'll do it. you'll do it all for the fans for this exact moment.

but at the end of the night, when the show's all over and you're ready to go home, you'll sit down for a long time and let out a breath you didn't know you'd been holding.

archons, you aren't paid enough for this!

629 notes · View notes