#i love how her hair keeps getting longer ever since i created her 😭

[skitskatdacat63]

Portrait of wifey <3

[bbiemochi]

you always had long hair, since you was a child and in a random moment u just say "fuck it" and cut your hair shortly! and your boyfriend diluc doesn't know that yet because he stills working at this hour. a little insecure, you knocked his door and showed yourself and see his face of surprise, what he would say? did he still think u r pretty?

fluffy? mention of angst (insecurance) idk? its been 3/4 years that i have short hair and i want to cut it again cause its ulgy NOOO 😭

𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 | diluc ragnvindr x reader

[an]: idk who you are but i just want to let you know you’re beautiful :) pls take care of yourself, anon <3 ALSO IM SORRY FOR POSTING THIS LATE IM SORRY ILY

summary: maybe your hair was getting a bit longer…

pairing: diluc ragnvindr x fem!reader

genre: fluff, slight!angst

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“hmm…”

looking at yourself at the mirror, a small hum exhales out of your lips. maybe…your hair was…a bit long? maybe even longer when you were young. you had no idea, you’ve always had long hair ever since you were a child. your parents told you to keep it that way to make you look more ‘prettier.’ so; “boys could get attracted to you.”

you never quite understood why that was important through her concept. although, maybe the reason why was because your mom wanted you to just get married already—after all, you never became attracted to anyone ever in your life. you just had a quick thought that love maybe wasn’t for you. someone like you could never find someone as your perfect half. that’s what you thought until…you met diluc ragnvindr.

perfect in any ways, you never quite understood why diluc was so attracted to you when you both met. but you did found him endearing as well so you accepted his confession, and now only a few people know that the two of you were dating around mondstadt. not wanting your relationship much to go very public as diluc is a very popular individual around. he did say he liked your long hair, you think of opposite.

grabbing a pair of scissors that was next to the sink whilst not taking your eyes off of the mirror as you stared over at your reflection, you spread the scissor’s mouth wide and over inside of your hair you held. taking a deep breath, you wasted no time to cut.

snap.

the sound carried on and continued.

snap snap.

you wouldn’t mind if your mother would be upset if you cut your hair anyway.

snap snap.

you disliked how people can easily can control of others how to live because they think they know better.

snap snap.

the metallic cold feeling running through your fingertips from the scissors were getting used to being stuck on your skin as you continued cutting.

snap snap.

maybe this was best for you.

snap…snap.

you really didn’t care if other gave you the looks.

snap snap snap.

it was alright.

snap snap.

this is making you happy anyways.

snapping back to reality, your fingers stopped movement, and your eyes widened when you saw yourself on the mirror.

was that…really you? you couldn’t recognize yourself anymore. as you slowly placed the scissors down back on the sink, the pieces of your hair still falling down the bathroom floor tiles, your eyes never looked away from the mirror, e/c pupils staring back at yours, you held your new short hair tightly around your fingertips…this was really you, and you can’t go back anymore.

yet, you smiled. this…look really made you happy. it was comforting for you. the sight of you looking different from the y/n from before, it made you feel at ease like bare feet on the warm sand in an open and relaxing beach. it felt different. almost like you were staring at a different person through the mirror’s glass. you felt…weirdly odd. it must’ve been the trim errors you saw at the edge of your hair’s tips or the mess you created on the tiled floor. other or whatever reason, it didn’t made you uncomfortable at all.

‘i wonder what will diluc say about this…’ you thought slowly to yourself as your eyes looked down on the sink, watching you hair flow along with the water falling from the tap like waves on an ocean. you didn’t really much put mind to it, after all, you trust when your lover when it comes to his words. diluc was a reserved young man you can tell, which came to the reason why you had such a liking towards him so much, as it ended up both of you locked in an awkward however loving relationship.

he trusts you and you trust him.

you both trusted one another; ending up you telling him the trauma of your past. cold but he warmed you up. it took you two a while to open up to one another, and the process of it was amazing. slightly that is.

placing the scissors down the sink, you took a quick focus on yourself on the mirror, thinking if this decision was really wise or not. but then again, who cares. you wanted to sleep.

you’ll probably show diluc your haircut tomorrow.

fuck it.

you did a quick sweeping inside your bathroom before heading out late towards angel’s share. you wanted…you wanted to see diluc. it hasn’t been long since you last seen him. everything was always busy for the male. it made you irritated. that’s why, how bout show him your new look? he wouldn’t dislike it, right? you weren’t even sure…

slipping in your shoes, fixed your hair, and applied small dusts of soft white powder over yourself to make you look presentable outside of mondstadt before heading out, you checked the moon shining outside of your window in awe, as the wind blew gently across your face. going out this late wasn’t your cup of tea yet here you are, towards one of the most famous places in all of teyvat where the so-called ‘dandelion wine’ brought everyone’s fancy in drinking came from. you don’t drink, though you did share experience from one glass or two, you can’t quite say they were delectable from the sides of your tastebuds.

as you were about to swing the door open to angel’s share, you stopped dead on your tracks. what if he didn’t like it? what if tomorrow he decides to break up with you and then you’ll end up all alone once again? the thoughts were lingering on your mind like trauma, negativity splatting all over yourself like paint. oh lord barbatos please don’t make this hard for you to get through. maybe cutting your hair was a bad idea. was diluc into short hair females? you didn’t know, he never really told you anything about his preference in women. your palms were getting sweaty and you heart was beating.

was charles on the shift today? oh dear, you wish. you regretted coming here in the first place if you were just going to think like this. your father was right, you always do action before even thinking…

“which is why i will never consider you as a child if you keep acting like that.”

“a disgrace to our ancestor’s name.”

you squinted your eyes shut, trying to keep those voices out of your head, hands still deciding whether to push the door open or leave. ‘no, no, no…shut up, i don’t wanna hear any of you.’ you think all and all over again. this was going out of the line. ‘what will it be, y/n l/n?’

dead eyes pushing your eyelids open like a curtain, your hand turned the handle and you stepped inside of the bar.

“sorry, but we’re…” you spot your boyfriend behind the counter, cleaning a few glass as his eyes widened when he saw you standing near the entrance with a new look. you sheepishly looked down, hands hiding behind your back, “…closed…” he finishes his sentence, setting the glass back down with eyes filled with surprise. “hey ‘luc.”

“y/n…” he whispers in astonishment. diluc lifts a finger up as he pointed towards you. “…your hair…i-it’s…its…”

“yeah…i didn’t like the long one so i decided to cut it half…” you replied before he even got to stutter the other end of his sentence out of his mouth. your fingers nervously twirled the tip of your hair around, soft blush coating your cheeks. “what do you think…?”

diluc slaps his face to chime himself back to reality. oh archons nothing changed…you were beautiful. “my w-well…” he clears his throat, trying to redeem his composure. “y-you look gorgeous. i love you-r hair…! hair i mean…” he stammers with complete embarrassment. you can see red forming over his cheeks, and you couldn’t help but chuckle a little. wait. so, diluc…didn’t hate your hair? that was a relief. “i’m…i’m glad you like it…” you respond, walking towards diluc. “though is gorgeous all you can say?”

“well, as you are my significant other, what else should i say? apologies…i…i’m not really good into these kind of matter in relationships….” he declared, and you wave your hands. “no it’s fine, diluc…! you don’t have to say anything else, that was already enough to make me smile…! i love it,” you told him and he sighs in relief. “is that so? well you’re welcome. though honestly…” putting the cloth down from the counter, diluc steps close to your face and grabs a tip of your hair, swirling it around as he looks into your eyes.

“what made you think to cut your hair in the first place? don’t worry i’m not saying i don’t like it, just curious,” he questions, and you gulp—trying not to focus on how ridiculously close he was. “well, i just thought i needed a new look whatsoever so i decided to cut it half…” you replied and diluc hums in return. “besides, i don’t feel confident when in my long hair. i feel very different like…my mother was there, telling me what to do to be perfect and all that stuff.” diluc stayed silent, watching your eyes dart down on the floor. “i’m sorry…”

“why are you apologizing? there is no need,” your boyfriend stops you, and you looked back at him. “so what if you cut your hair? at least you feel comfortable and more enjoyable as yourself. you don’t need to consider what others think sometimes, it’s your decision if it makes you happy and that’s important. you’re special, and that’s what matters to me, alright?” diluc says, standing back to continue washing the leftover dirty glassware. your eyes fixated on his place for a while before you smiled widely, feeling love surrounding your heart and your negative thoughts disappear from your mind.

“thank you, diluc…”

“no need to thank—

“i love you.” you cut him off, leaning close to the counter with a goofy grin. diluc scoffs, looking away as he blushed. he sighs, “i love you too, you idiot.”

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