#catalyst!diluc

[rocksama24]

Soooo...Hexenzirkel Diluc anyone?

[flamingblinglove]

Wanted to use my guaranteed pity to get my c1 xiao next...... but........ xianyun goes well with xiao AND also diluc........ cries.........

[electric-plants]

me: hmm it’s been a while since i tried the spiral abyss and im all the way up at AR 54 now so maybe i can handle it

me immediately failing floor 7 again:

[m1d-45]

hello again my far love/p

there's something I feel like I need to explain?? I have a Tumblr account but I prefer to be anonymous for asks and such, I just prefer it bc I get shy(and a little paranoid that people can see me yk, I like to be a fly on the wall) I've also just began using 🍄 to ask in blogs and I've gotten attached

I've been following and liking your content before I asked yk and I'm sure if I gave you the name I go by online you'd know what my account is lmao, tbh at this rate I don't think I mind, you and teddy are cool people and I do want to talk more/play genshin with u all

I just felt like I needed to clear that up and when I said that I should create a blog I mean like, a writing blog where I post about things and such, ofc If I end up doing this I would let you know. my only issue with that is motivation and inspiration

speaking about that tho, your 1k special

- how 'insert character' felt when they became your vessels

- letters (I've seen this one before)

- windtrace/events with the creator

I think that's all the ideas I got rn, you could always do a prompt based one where it's like "can I have a latte with strawberry and chocolate with diluc" and latte = fluff, strawberry = SAGAU and chocolate = date hcs

- 🍄 (never take precalc if you're bad at math, it's sucks and I hate it. I have a test on Thursday 😭) (I feel like playing genshin with y'all would be so fun tho)

[i was gonna make a joke here about dramatically receiving a letter, then realized that you know what, rp is not something i want on my genshin impact fanfiction blog]

i 100% get the like fear of being Perceived but like…. in the gentlest way possible, i feel like a character in a shakespeare play, talking about intense worldbuilding with my vaguely queercoded best friend as we profess to be knights by each other’s side until the very end, no matter how bitter, for the audience to hear (it’s foreshadowing for how we die together on the battlefield)

(hello to everybody that isn’t 🍄 anon or teddy anon, how are y’all tonight)

uhh re: creating a writing blog, insert link to that post i made abt my tips for blog things, referencing point numbers one and seven.

also i like the letter one. that’s a good idea. i will consider it. should probably sort this out prior to 1k but ehhhhh

(i would love to play genshin with you i am both ar 58 and so bored-)

[self-shipper-snowdrop]

Screeching at myself;;;; trying to get guaranteed Wriosthesley in Genshin because he is hot and also because I've been waiting for a cryo/catalyst to appear forever [cryo is my favourite element because I have always been The Ice Bitch and it's pretty, and catalyst is my favourite since it's the closest to magic. Yes I know the irony of that, with Bronwen being a claymore user, bUT I ALSO LIKE BIG SWORDS]

And in that quest, I got a handful of blue wishes [for the permanent banner] and did a ten wish on the Hu Tao banner [I already got Neuvillette so I'd rather also get Hu Tao by mistake lol], the weapon banner and the standard banner.... my haul has me BAFFLED;;;

-On the Hu Tao banner, I received a Qiqi constellation, giving me the Wriothesley guarantee for when he soon appears.

-Mika on the weapon banner, please note I have never got him before

-Freminet and Tighnari on the standard banner, both of which are new to me as well.

Then later I used two other freebie blue wishes I got and received a constellation of pretty cat girl Lynette.

Considering all the cryo... this feels like a sign from the Genshin gods.

[solarflaretm]

“ what the hell do you MEAN he’s a claymore user ?? ” how dare they share a weapon . diluc stares at his in contempt . “ that’s it , i’m becoming a catalyst user . ”

[bubupharma]

Please don't put hate for the character, this is mostly for curiosity and frustrating funny stories.

[thefamilyjewels13]

istg if I lose the 50/50 on hu tao's banner you'll hear from me on the news

[sebastard69]

why would you spend money on barbara bro why not spend money on a character that is actually decent like diluc

Wow y'all really don't understand other people having different opinions than you, do you? Anyway it's my money, I'll do what I want with it.

[anadorablekiwi]

Hey guys do you wanna see my latest genshin pain? :D

[dutybcrne]

Diluc likes to personally do the repairs and maintenance to not only his own weapon, but especially those of his most important people. He would always insist on personally handling Kaeya, later Jean's, weapons, throughout their time as Knights together, and even to this day gets salty if he happens to see either or even their weapons alone at Wagner's.

[earthtooz]

jealous ratio because i really like him like that, fluff, reader is a menace

“who gave you those flowers?” 

ratio’s voice is demanding and snarky, eyes ablaze with a similar kind of disgust when you walk into your home with a bouquet in your arms. putting your keys on the counter, you greet him with your usual smile and prance over to place a kiss on his scowling expression.

which softens momentarily at the feel of your lips on his skin.

“hi, veritas,” you greet.

“welcome home, love,” he murmurs in return, smiling when looking at you, but the scowl returns when he makes eye contact with the flowers. “who gave you these?”

“aventurine did.”

the world freezes over with ratio’s silent rage and you’re the only one untouched despite being the catalyst. searching for a vase nearby, you’re more than content to let his possessiveness simmer, in fact, it’s something you are used to now.

when you manage to dig up an empty vase from a cabinet nearby, ratio’s footsteps scurry towards you.

“you’re keeping them?” he asks.

“why wouldn’t i? they’re a gift.”

“a gift? 

he’s fuming, absolutely fuming now as he watches you fret over the bouquet, trimming the ends, putting water in the bot, arranging them to look nice and lovely, all whilst your lover stared at you hawkishly. you pretend not to notice the way his eye twitches occasionally, allowing him to watch you work.

his mind must be working at a million thoughts per second, so you’ll just let him be until he can talk to you again.

“why did he give you flowers? there must be an occasion that i am unaware of.”

after finishing your final touches, you turn around with all the garbage in your hands and walk past the scholar. he follows. “to say thanks. he recently consulted me for one of his projects and the results were fruitful, so he bought me a bouquet in gratitude.” 

pink roses. last time ratio read, they were supposed to symbolise gratitude, the ideal choice to send to someone who has helped you. 

“well. if that’s the case then he owes me a planet’s worth of flowers.”

“lighten up, veritas, he was just being friendly.”

“friendly?” he all but snaps. 

“yes, friendly. is there an issue with that?” 

“that gambler being friendly implies to him being up to no good.” he attaches himself to your hip, hovering over you as you make a mug of coffee. “he is a menace, an undesirable anomaly, a type one error, i advise you keep your interactions with him limited. only one of us should need to deal with his antics so i suppose i’ll have to bite the bullet on this one, darling.”

“you are so brave, my hero. are you done? anymore talk about aventurine and i might just think you’re in love with him.” ratio splutters at your wild accusations, missing the way you smile under your breath. then, you throw your arms around the scholar and he doesn’t return the embrace, still dumbfounded. “i missed you and the first thing you do when i come home is talk about another man.”

he scoffs, lifting you up onto the kitchen counter. there, he rests his hands on either sides of the counter beside you. “your mouth is twice as foul as his.”

“and yet you still love me.”

“marginally.”

“you!”

tomorrow, you return home to a luxurious bouquet of red roses sitting on the kitchen island.

i'm writing this as a pregame to the diluc fic i have in the works.

© EARTHTOOZ 2023, do not steal, translate, repost my fics and do not recommend my fics onto any other site.

[amostnobleyandere]

Yandere Diluc x GN Reader Isekai AU

Warnings: minor mentions of death, kidnapping, captivity, !!!yandere!!!, its hinted that Diluc and reader will get married

A/N: this is written more like a long prompt than a ficlet if im gonna be honest, but I liked the premise so :)

——————

That man had looked at you with such disdain.

You had seen it, heard it, hell, you had even read about it, despite how much you regretted doing that now.

This was a world of a romance novel; one you remembered reading before you suddenly passed out and woke up in a body that wasn’t yours and screamed in a voice you didn’t recognize. It was horrifying, to say the least.

It wasn’t until you had picked up a letter on your very nice and very much not yours nightstand that was addressed to a name you recognized from hours of reading over it. You had become the villain of a borderline reverse harem novel. A typical throw away antagonist, someone that didn’t even get to see the end of the book before they were killed off. Your entire purpose was to make trouble for the protagonist, Aether, and act as a catalyst for the love of the second male lead, Diluc Ragnvindr. Who, at the time, was still your fiancé.

The universe was merciful to you, however, as you arrived at a point in the novel in which you still had the opportunity to avoid your fate. The road to death for the character you had unfortunately possessed had all started at a tea party, of all places. And as if that alone wouldn’t be humiliating enough, that tea party was also where the villain would find their first love.

In the novel, the villain was meant to be introduced to the aloof and unfriendly Diluc during a social gathering. Because of his reputation as the roguishly handsome young master of Duke Ragnvindr’s estate and his first son, “you” immediately gained an intense infatuation with the man who was repulsed by your love (obviously, his love is reserved for the main character, so of course he would hate anyone else who even dared to breathe near him). It was the unreciprocated love between the pining villain and the cold and emotionally scarred Diluc that began your path to demise.

Actually, you remembered that the most dutiful readers of the book had actually dubbed that part of the book the Garden Scene (TM). It was the moment when Diluc was driven into his own garden to hide from the preening of his admirers (which included you, as much as it made you want to tear your own hair out).

And there, under the shade of some kind of stupid magical blooming tree, he reunited with the protagonist and his first love/childhood friend, Aether.

The best thing? It hadn’t even happened yet.

That meant that you hadn’t met the second male lead, you hadn’t been a complete and utter ass to the angelic protag for no reason, and you could avoid the whole death-by-sword-wielding-love-interest fate altogether!

Plus, the only way you would die is if you tried to get in the way of the love between Aether and Diluc; which, obviously wouldn’t happen, you certainly weren’t falling in love with him anytime soon. Even if he was rumored to be the most handsome man in all of Teyvat. You weren’t willing to risk death for a pretty face.

You resolved that you’d do your best to avoid the hell out of him. You’d even avoid the hell out of his brother, who was mentioned in the book as another heartthrob that fell for the golden-eyed main character, just to make sure you got your good ending. If you just managed to not follow the plot, you could go on to live a peaceful life free of the heartbreak and love triangles that never seemed to end in the book.

Unfortunately, your plan to avoid your would-be murderer for as long as you could failed pretty quickly. After all, you were the villain and a noble, so it’s no surprise that you were forced to attend every even slightly significant social function.

You got so close to the peaceful end you were looking for. You had even sent a letter to the royal family requesting for the engagement between you and Diluc to finally be called off.

…So why?

Why were you here? Why were you hands tied behind your back? Why were your clothes the only thing separating you from wandering hands, those that clutched at you and pulled you closer to the man they belonged to? Why were you suffocating in a tight, hot embrace, in the arms of a man who was meant to, was destined to, hate you with everything he had? And why, was he looking at you with those pained, adoring eyes, which bore into you as you squirmed in his hold?

Diluc’s expression was one of guilt as he spoke. “I never meant for things to happen this way. I never thought…that I’d feel something like this. I’ve never felt something like this. Not even for him.”

You continued to tug at your binds, purposely looking away from blood red eyes that you knew held guilt, but not remorse. No remorse for the silk that was holding steady against your weak struggles. No remorse for the assault the combination of cologne and firewood was having on your senses, with him so unbearably close to you.

His hand slid onto your face gently, cupping it, momentarily stopping your struggles and making you freeze in place. Diluc crouched down so that he was looking you in the eye and then bent his knee to where it rested on the ground as his eyes roamed your face. You had no choice but to look into those crimson eyes, that now looked too bright as the light from the fireplace seemed to make them come alive. The pure emotion in them was now even more obvious, as the color became brighter than it had ever looked before, swirling with emotion in his irises. It reminded you of the flames he wielded. Your stomach twisted in your gut.

“I never thought I’d be willing to go this far to keep you. Please, forgive me.”

He pulled a chain out from underneath the bed you had been laid upon, and clicked a shackle onto you ankle with gentle hands.

He looked up at you and smiled, a soft, almost shy smile. The rare sight was enough to make his already unnaturally handsome face glow in the warm fire light of the room. You couldn’t bring yourself to enjoy being the one receiving such a loving and devoted look.

“It’s only until the wedding, (Y/n). I promise. Just to make sure you’re safe and where you need to be.”

A hysterical sob escaped your chest as he tugged off your binds and pushed you back onto the soft sheets, looming over you while pulling the covers over your limp body and caressing your head as you wept.

[ordowrites]

cw: self indulgent, afab reader, fluff, established relationship, mdni, minors dni, some kissing, reader is given terms of endearment.

diluc birthday month!!! wrote for comfort. today was a bad day.

it has been a day - the stress piles on and on until you feel it's suffocating weight and all you can do is curl up in bed and cry. You promised yourself you wouldn't, yet here you are, and clutching your childhood stuffed animal close to your chest. Even now, for as ragged as it is, it brings comfort so it sleeps with you and Diluc.

"My fire, are you okay?"

You peek up, vision blurred to see Diluc standing there.

"Adelinde came and said she saw you beeline towards our room. You look upset." Diluc explains. "I ended the meeting to make sure you're okay."

You sniffle.

"But that's important." Another thing to feel guilty about and he's surprised by the tears. Diluc crosses the threshold and sits next to you. He pulls you close as you sob - the very thing that broke whatever grip you had on your emotions.

He rocks you, shushing you, and reassures you that you are amazing and he loves you and you're important. The sobs continue until you slowly fall asleep, held in his warm grip.

When you awake, you feel heavy but he still holds you, half asleep himself.

But he awakens when he feels you move.

"You okay, precious?" You sniffle and nod. "Do you wish to talk about it?" You stare down at the bed - there is no real reason for your tears. Bad days are just...bad days. And once more, Diluc is hugging you. He understands these days, where you seem to feel hopeless and the tears don't stop. A catalyst sets it off, stressful days become unmanageable.

He softly kisses your head.

"I am here, my beloved flame, I am here." He buries his face in your hair. You know if he could take away depression from you, he would.

And all you can do is cling to his words as fresh tears prick at your eyes and cling to him.

"I love you " you hiccup. "I'm sorry."

"Shh. I love you too, beautiful one. I'm here, I'm here." And it's where he stays until you're in a better headspace, he stays until your eyes light up again and you express want for food. He brings you your favorites - it's the best he can do, next to your enemies heads on silver platters, something you don't want.

"I love you." he tells you again, firmly. Remind, reiterate. You smile and lay against him. You are safe with him.

[yaeran]

elemental reaction = love! ★ genshin impact men

genshin impact characters + their element + your relationship.

ㅎㅎ idk how to summarise this idea it may make no sense

ayato makes water shaped flowers and asks ayaka to freeze them to give to your on your date.

彡sure they melt but ayato’s saying is, “what if you have a pollen allergy? problem solved! this has no pollen and it’s beautiful like you,” he says as he hands you the bouquet of ice flowers.

ㅡ

venti manipulates the wind because he’s late for your date. he looks like a shooting star in the sky.

彡”hey jean, have you seen venti? i haven’t seen him all day,” you ask the jean who’s staring puzzled at the sky as the green figure comes closer and closer until it makes a stop point and gracefully lands onto the ground “hello sweetheart! it’s time for our date!”

ㅡ

you scold diluc when he overuses his vision because he ends up with burns on his body. he started to hide his burns whenever he’s around you cause he got scared of you— but usually he’s unable to hide it and asks you to tend to his wounds.

彡you know it’s unavoidable it’s not like he can just turn it off and still win the fight but it’s just worrying. and he appreciates the concern and care however you are just a tad bit intimidating to him. at the same time he does make an effort to be more careful because he’d hate for you to worry more.

ㅡ

you and kaeya ice bridging to the heart island. you both silently regret it when 10 minutes passed.

彡”how much further?” you asked. “soon.” “who said this was a good idea?“ “venti said it would be a romantic date idea.” he knows the silence was you thinking ‘why would you trust that bard?’

ㅡ

when you’re both in battle, before anything, zhongli summons a shield on you.

彡zhongli knows you like a good fight but he can’t help it. he always peeks at you making sure you’re shielded and protected. only the other gods know what would happen if you got hurt in battle.

ㅡ

you make fun of scaramouche when he flys.

彡”your short legs can’t bring you anywhere so you have to fly huh?” “stfu.” he contemplates throwing his catalyst at you.

[queenpiranhadon]

A/N: You all voted on this poll, and this poll, and this poll, and THIS poll and after a LOT of voting (again) , I present you this :) Just wanna give some credit where credit is due- my friend Kai (pseudonym) ,my wifey fr, wrote this alongside me- I love her sm 🥰 . Here's my masterlist!

Warning(s): Childhood friends to lovers trope, mentions of alcohol, hangovers, blacking out, maybe some inaccuracies idk man, reader is letting loose (not an alcoholic, just taking a well deserved break), reader is 21, reader is a Hydro catalyst, cursing, reader is said to have cherry red lips, reader’s nickname is Raindrop, Diluc kisses reader on the cheek while asleep, reader is GN but written with f!reader in mind.

Pairing: Diluc Ragnvindr x GN!Reader

Monstadt City was a welcoming and familiar sight to you, having traveled around all of Teyvat as you had always dreamed of this was your first time returning home in years. You were most definitely accomplished in life, discovering new plants and creatures as you went along your journey- so renowned that the Akademiya asked you to provide a lecture to aspiring students there. You loved your job, always fascinated by the thrill of discovering something new, or just seeing more of the world you living in, yet you couldn’t deny the buzz you felt as you crossed the familiar bridge that led to the gates of Monstadt City.  

You hadn’t been home since you were probably 14 or 15 years old- and you were excited to see your friends again. But you were also exhausted. So, you decided to get some food before you found an inn to stay at. After reconnecting with some of the passersby, you were directed to Angel’s Share.  

You enter the rustic building, welcoming the essence of Monstadt- as you’ve always grown up hearing, Monstadt was known for its taste in beverages. You walk over to the counter and Charles- an old friend of yours- greets you with a wide smile.  

“Hey! It’s been a while!” He smiles warmly, just as he always had when you both were young. “What brings you back here after so long?” 

You rub the back of your neck sheepishly and respond softly “I was feeling a little homesick- and I came back to celebrate my 21st birthday.” You smile. “And since I can legally drink...  I’m here to get wasted.” Your grin following the statement was downright evil.  

Charles raises an eyebrow, but you continue your tangent. “And since the Angel’s Share seems so popular around here... I figured I’d give it a try.” 

Charles sighs, deciding to keep a mental note to find and escort you to the nearest inn – hangover was going to be a bitch when you woke up the next morning.  

“So...whatcha got?” You ask with a coy smile on your face. 

You were exhausted from a long journey and even though you denied it, you worked from dusk till dawn, 24/7 - breaks weren’t exactly in your vocabulary. So, there weren’t any problems in letting lose a little, right? 

“Well... we have Dandelion Wine- you haven’t fully been to Monstadt without it.” Charles says, smiling a little. It was good to have you back. 

You slide a few hundred Mora across the counter, grinning widely, excited to try the rare and exquisite local wine. 

After pouring numerous liquids together, the man you grew up with slides the cocktail across the counter, to your waiting fingers.  

Needless to say, that was the first of many drinks that night.  

*** 

Charles had found an inn for you that night- giving his shift over to a very...charismatic man by the name of Six Fingered José, a man who was more than happy to take over Charles’ shift as he found you a place to sleep for the night. The innkeeper was kind, understanding of your situation and agreed that they would collect the hospitality fee once you had finished your stay. 

Leaving you to your own devices, Charles gave you a well-meaning side hug before wishing you a belated birthday and told you to take care of yourself and get some rest.  

You didn’t.  

It was late at night, and you couldn’t sleep. Mind still clouded from the buzz of alcohol in your system, you decided to go outside and get some fresh air.  

That was your first mistake.  

You step outside of the inn, drunk, but not as wasted as before, making a mental note to thank Charles for finding an inn while keeping you safe. There was a nice bench right by the inn, so you decided to sit and breathe in the night sky. 

Your thoughts trail off to your friends, the ones you studied and trained with. There was Lisa, who was like an older sister to you, the woman in question taught you almost everything you knew growing up and was the one who had helped you find your interest in botany and adventure. 

There was Amber, a good friend of yours who always knew where to find the best food in Monstadt, her bubbly and daring personality was wonderful when you were training, but maybe a slight hindrance when it came to academics. 

Kaeya was a good friend of yours as well- his sense of humor was certainly never boring. His flirty offhand comments may have always provoked an eyeroll of two from you, but it was all in good nature. You personally thought it was hilarious how almost every woman in Monstadt City fawned over someone as arrogant as him. But his brother... 

Breaking you out of your thoughts, you hear something in the distance. Heavy footsteps, and low growling. 

Shit. 

What was a mitachurl doing in the middle of Monstadt City?! 

And of course, only now, does your drunken brain slow down, and you sit there, dumbfounded, unable to do anything, your instincts and internal alertness numbed by the rush of alcohol in your system.  

And finally, when the beast is close enough that you can smell its pungent breath, your mind springs back into sobriety- your book materializing behind you as you try to form droplets of water to protect yourself.  

All you manage to do is send it back a few feet before passing out – the strength sapped out of you immediately.  

But before the world turns to black, you hear a deep yet familiar voice yell out “Time for retribution!”  

*** 

You wake up with a pounding headache and groan before you feel a set of eyes on you. 

Red eyes, to be exact. Beautiful scarlet ones, with the same intense fire and power they held all those years ago.  

“Diluc.” You breathe, your insides flooding with embarrassment, gratitude and bittersweetness all at the same time.  

He nods, his mouth remaining a straight line- but you notice the ends quirk up when he calls you by your old nickname. “Hello Droplet.” 

Your heart warms at the familiarity, but then your groan again, another wave of nausea rolls through you- signaling the arrival of your hangover.  

“I really shouldn’t have downed so many glasses of wine last night.” 

Diluc raises an eyebrow, running his fingertips lightly across your forehead, which sends butterflies to your stomach, distracting you from the pain.  

“I’ll retrieve a glass of water for you.” He says, running a strand of your hair between his fingers before turning to leave, shutting the door gently.

Filling up a glass of water, he returns only to see you fast asleep- dead as a rock.

He chuckles as he brushes the hair from your face, smiling softly. Only you could to this to him. Even after so many years, only his Droplet could make his heart clench and a smile stretch across his usual permanent scowl.

He squeezes your hand gently and he glances at your lips, his face grows hot as he stares at the fresh cherry color of your lips. 

It’s been so long since he taken in your beauty, he continues to stare at you lovingly.  He kisses your cheek tenderly and gently while you sleep peacefully. 

If only you knew how much he had missed you when you were gone.

To think this all started from a few glasses of Dandelion Wine.