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strwbmei · 18 days

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Matchup Event

Matchup for: Anonymous

Matchups: Tingyun, Yae Miko, Serval

Contains: petplay, marking, biting, strap use, mentions of alcohol, blindfolding, ropeplay

A/N: I remember this person saying they were pretty busy when I reached out to them, so I hope I didn't finish this too late haha 😭😭 This was very fun to write, though!

Ask:

I'm 20 and a masc but I still like fem-ish things like painting my nails and dying my hair. I'm a short gremlin of a person that enjoys wearing punk jewelry and other punk accessories, I also like crafting, currently into woodcarving and making cosplay props. I just making stuff with my hands. I also like exercising and doing martial arts, These days, I've been into boxing style training bc I'm trying to build up and maintain arm muscle.

as for personality: I'm actually a pretty reserved person. Talking to strangers is not really my thing and I don't really go to social events like parties or whatever. However, I can be conversational through text and in person if it's with people I'm comfortable enough with. However, most of the time, I am shying away from social interaction. As for other things about my personality, I'm always prepared for stuff, as in I have bandaids, a swiss army knife, and roll of tape in my bag. Oh, and I blush easily. (like literally tomato red blush sometimes.)

Requesting for SFW and NSFW.

SFW: no specific scenarios in mind but I do like cuddling, people playing with my hair, and playful biting my partner or partners. My love language is physical touch and I'm a gift giver/maker. also my friends call me "house husband material" whatever that means, just bc I can clean and cook. in terms of dates, the arcade or watching a movie are my go-to but staying home to chill and cuddle is just as good. If we are going to dinner or something, I will be insistent that I'll pay for the meal.

NSFW: (GN - ok with wearing strap-on or having a dick) I'm a switch top, so I can either be dominant top or a service top , that's into biting, marking, blindfolding, ropeplay and petplay. I'm ok with receiving or giving/being the dom or sub with any of those kinks. I love tits and thighs so do with that information what you will. My main kinks as a dom is marking and overstimulating my partner and my main kink as a sub is petplay (puppy) and being used. note: I'm really not into being called daddy or master or whatever, I prefer a pet name like baby or babe or just my name/nickname.

For Fandoms, I'm mostly into Genshin & HSR. As for any characters I don't what to get matches up with: Sparkle, Cocolia, La Signora.

Tingyun

╰┈➤ SFW ;

: ̗̀➛ She'd love painting nails with you! Tingyun would gladly let you paint her nails (she'd show them off at the office with pride the next day); if you let her, she'll be happy to paint yours too! She was so excited to find out you also liked one of her favorite activities, she accidentally bought a whole new set of nail tech tools...

: ̗̀➛ Tingyun loves how much of a gentlewoman you are. Even if she's (probably) in a better place financially, you always make sure to spoil her and make her feel like she's the most special girl in the world. And she is, because she's with you!

: ̗̀➛ If you bite, she bites back. Of course, she only means to match your playfulness, but as a foxian, her teeth can hurt. Tingyun makes sure to be careful, of course, but there's only so much her self-control can do against her primal instincts to clamp down on her prey. You've had a few incidents because of this. She's very very apologetic and cuddly afterward, though—sort of like when you step on your pet and immediately rush to hug them.

: ̗̀➛ Tingyun feels so relaxed being in a relationship with you because of how reliable you are. To her, there's nothing better than coming home to her living space already cleaned up and the scent of a freshly cooked meal made by her lover. Gone are the days when Tingyun had to rely on takeout for most of her meals.

: ̗̀➛ She WILL absolutely gawk at your muscles whenever you work out or practice martial arts. Tingyun doesn't even try to hide it, either. She believes that she (and only she) has the right to your muscles as your girlfriend, and you can bet that she'll make use of that privilege as much as she can.

: ̗̀➛ Putting how hot you are aside, Tingyun is glad to see her partner being physically active and indulging in their hobbies. She's proud of you for actively pursuing a healthy lifestyle. Because of that, and also because she enjoys seeing you all flustered, Tingyun loves rewarding your efforts with a kiss or two.

"I'm home," You announce to an empty apartment. Force of habit, you reckon. You'd gotten used to Tingyun greeting you when she was on leave. Didn't she say she had one more day left, though?

You set down your things and hear faint classical music playing as you step into the living room. "Tingyun?" You call out. No response. Seems like the sound is coming from the dining room.

Cautiously, you open the door and peek inside. The space is dimly lit with candles, and you smell the vague scent of food and your favorite flowers. How did she even get this set up so quickly?

Tingyun, whom you're assuming is the perpetrator, sits alone at one end of the dining table, wearing a formal dress with a satisfied grin on her face. "Come and have a seat." She says, getting up to pull the seat out for you.

This all feels very new. You're usually the one to do these things for Tingyun, but being on the receiving end of it is... not bad at all.

There is a feast on the table, more than enough to feed the both of you. She was careful to choose food that was still just as tasty no matter how much time had passed while managing to cater to both your tastes.

"So... you come here often?" Tingyun winks before taking a sip of white wine. You chuckle at her corny and overused pickup line. "Tingyun, we're already dating."

╰┈➤ NSFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Tingyun has always had more... "crude" tastes than what you'd expect from a woman of her status and caliber. Not that you ever minded, of course. One of her biggest fantasies is you using your strength to manhandle her body into any position you like. The thought of being all helpless like that has Tingyun gushing.

: ̗̀➛ A muzzle is definitely required for you two, though. Aside from the fact that both of you are into petplay, you bite. A lot. Tingyun somehow manages to bite more. This could be attributed to her Foxian instincts, but she says she'd be very possessive over her partner either way.

: ̗̀➛ Even though Tingyun is often the bottom between you two in bed, she makes sure to switch it up once in a while because she thinks that it's unfair how it's always her who's on the receiving side of pleasure/always trying out new things. Seeing you get all flustered and embarrassed when you're usually dominant is definitely a treat.

: ̗̀➛ Tingyun can be both dominant and submissive, but she prefers the latter. She's more of a pillow princess because she loves to be spoiled and pampered, but she doesn't mind putting in the work to make you feel good.

: ̗̀➛ One thing about her is that she has trouble not marking you up excessively. Tingyun can't help it! She gets the insatiable urge to bite or claw at any exposed skin she sees, and she wants you to mark her as yours just as much. It's a hassle to try to find outfits that cover them up, but thankfully, Tingyun is an expert at using makeup to fulfill the same job.

"A-aren't you being a bit cruel?" Tingyun remarks, the grin of faux calmness on her lips faltering. Her arms and legs are bound by red ropes as you're holding a vibrator over her clit.

"Mm, but you like it, don't you?" You reply. She whimpers in response, not only to your words but also to you pressing the vibrator down.

Tingyun almost feels numb, having orgasmed four times already. You made her count. And it seems like a fifth is already on its way. "Gonna c-cum..." Tingyun whines.

Her body feels like it's going to shut down if it orgasms one more time, but her mind chases after that pleasure as if it's addicted.

You smirk, pleased with how she chases after the vibrator despite how she's mumbling about how she "can't take anymore."

"Go ahead, let it out."

As soon as you speak, Tingyun bucks her hips into the air and squirts her fluids all over the sheets. "So good for me..." You sigh, rewarding the sly fox with a kiss.

Her chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm as she catches her breath before speaking. "Five..." You hold the vibrator against her clit again, earning a surprised mewl. "Good, you remembered."

"Think you can go for seven?"

Yae Miko

╰┈➤ SFW ;

: ̗̀➛ It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say teasing you is her favorite thing to do. You just look so cool and composed in the eyes of others, but only Miko can see how a few careful words and well-placed touches can turn you into a stuttering mess. She can't get enough of you.

: ̗̀➛ Miko thinks your sense of fashion is really interesting. Even when she's traveled through most of Teyvat, she's never quite seen anyone else who dresses the same way. Miko likes it—it all feels very "you," and very unique at the same time.

: ̗̀➛ She's also a biter, but she has a lot more control over herself. Miko teases that she might not be able to pull her teeth out once they sink in, but you know she'd never hurt you on purpose. Miko only bites hard enough to leave a small mark.

: ̗̀➛ She loves it whenever you compliment her! Not that Miko doesn't get complimented by others often, but it always feels so fake, like they're just trying to get on her good side. You're different, though—she acts like she's not affected, but a simple thing like you saying she smells good is enough for her to smile from ear to ear.

: ̗̀➛ Miko is actually very accommodating of your boundaries. If you're uncomfortable with something, just don't do it. You don't have to go to those parties or social gatherings if you don't want to. Just relax and let her handle the rest. Besides, wouldn't you much rather spend that time with your lovely partner?

Hearing the alarm ring from your phone, you try your best to open your heavy eyelids.

You really don't want to get up today, and the pink kitsune form your girlfriend has taken as she lays asleep on your chest is only partly why.

Thankfully, Miko is a bit of a heavy sleeper (perhaps even more so in this state,) so the alarm didn't stir her awake. As soon as you try to get up, though, she transforms back into a human and pulls you back onto the bed.

So... Miko doesn't get affected by any sort of alarm whenever she's sleeping, but if you try to move away, she'll immediately wake up to cling onto you? Note taken. One of her many peculiarities, you suppose. You don't mind since it's cute.

"5 more hours..." Miko groans, half awake. "Sorry Miko, but I really don't have a choice." You sigh. If only you could stay like this forever, in her loving embrace.

Miko opens her eyes upon hearing your words. "Says who?" Before you could ask her what she meant, she spoke up again. "A few phone calls and I could wipe you off the grid for at least a few months," Miko grins, her canines shining with a proud glint.

She speaks as if she's joking, but you know that she's actually capable of what she promises. Miko has her connections, after all.

"That's... way too extreme." You chuckle. "I guess a day or two wouldn't hurt. Just this once." You mumble the last part. You should take more advantage of her authority, or so she says, but for now, Miko would be glad to have you all to herself even if just for a few days.

╰┈➤ NSFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Miko can be either submissive or dominant depending on her mood, but she's often dominant with you. Something about getting you who's oh, so calm and put together pinned under her has her sense of pride soaring.

: ̗̀➛ She'll be very happy to put you in your place if you ever act up. Not to say that Miko wants to cause you actual discomfort, but there are just some days when she wants to see you beg for her mercy. You displeasing her is only an excuse for her to indulge in these desires.

: ̗̀➛ On the other hand, Miko annoys you (affectionately) on a daily basis. She's definitely the type to rile you up on purpose, especially in public. She'd whisper all of the filthy things she wants you to do to her as you're talking to someone else, just waiting for you to snap.

: ̗̀➛ A specific turn-on that Miko has (and won't ever admit to you) is when you leave marks along her thighs before eating her out. Your eyes are just so attractive when you gaze at her like that. You might be looking up at Miko, but she can feel who's really in charge.

: ̗̀➛ No matter who's dominant or submissive, she'll mock you either way. It's the little things like keeping her facial expressions mostly the same and turning away when you lean in to kiss her. Don't take it personally. It's as much of a challenge for Miko as it is for you; it's just her way of trying to get you to go rougher than usual.

Serval

"That's a good pet. Such a good pup you are, aren't you?" Miko says in between deep breaths, pleased with how eagerly you're eating her out.

She doesn't even have to say anything and you already know what'll make her feel good. That's what Miko likes about you.

You want to please her, more and more. Even if you aren't feeling any pleasure yourself, you're desperate to make Miko cum as many times as possible.

As if to prove a point, she pulls you away by a leash connected to your collar. It's hot pink leather, with her name engraved in gold lettering. It's a perfect fit for you, she thinks to herself as you whine in response to her action.

There is nothing on your mind except being able to taste her as much as possible. "Miko... why?" She hums as she fiddles with the leash in her hand, her legs crossed as you're kneeling in front of her dripping sex. So close, yet so far.

"Would you do anything for me?" Miko asks nonchalantly, not even bothering to look at you or answer your question. Still, you nod fervently. Her canines flash in a proud grin before she lays on her back so you're on top of her.

"Then fuck me, hard."

╰┈➤ SFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Serval is really good at dying hair. How do you think she gets that one blue strand perfect all the time? She'll be happy to dye yours or at the very least suggest products/colors! Serval thinks the whole experience is really comforting and helps with expressing yourself, so she wants to share it with you if you'd let her.

: ̗̀➛ Also, she had a friend crush on you for the longest time before you met. Everything about you like the way you dressed and carried yourself was so cool, Serval couldn't resist wanting to get to know you better! These feelings were platonic at first, but she slowly fell in love with you as time passed.

: ̗̀➛ Serval tries not to let the loneliness get to her, but it's just too much to bear sometimes. Her siblings are always away, and even her bandmates are busy in the Silvermane Guards—which is why she thinks it's perfect that physical touch is one of the ways you express affection. Belobog can get cold even with all the heaters, so who can blame Serval for finding the warmth of your skin comforting against hers?

: ̗̀➛ The fact that you make cosplay props is so cool to Serval! She'd be so happy if you'd let her help. Serval is very creative with her ideas and always ends up going over the top when she's particularly motivated. I mean, who else would think of using mini electromagnetic fields just to make a halo float? Much less actually try to execute it...

: ̗̀➛ Your relationship with Serval is one built on a strong foundation of mutual trust, compromise, and common interests. A few disagreements here and there are unavoidable, but you can rest assured that Serval would never trade what she has with you for anything.

Today is a day that Serval is especially looking forward to. She's always happy to spend any time with you, but this time, you keep the location of your date a secret. You know better than anyone else how much Serval likes surprises and discovering new things, after all.

Which is why you brought her to your favorite arcade.

The entrance is conspicuous; merely a metal door at the end of a narrow alleyway. Even Serval couldn't help but raise an eyebrow;she knows better than to judge a book by its cover, though.

You could see her eyes sparkle with curiosity and awe as soon as you opened the door. The neon lights, soft music, sleek designs, and unusual-looking machines were an alien sight to her up until now. You knew this would be the perfect date the second Serval mentioned she'd never been to an arcade, and you were right. It helps that this arcade in particular is full of introverts who mind their own business, so you don't have to worry about social interaction.

Immediately, she rushes towards one of the claw machines, attracted by the pile of cute narwhal plushies. You smile at her enthusiasm. Taking a few coins from your wallet, you hand them to her. "All you have to do is insert a coin here and then move the crane above where you want it to grab." You explain. Serval listens to your words intently, but it's obvious that she's eager to give it a try herself.

She inserts the coin, moves the crane, brings it down, and... no luck. "What?? That was right on the dot, though!" Serval pouts. It was perfectly aligned with the plushie, but she lacked the experience to know how weak the cranes were. You pat her on the back as consolation. "The blue narwhal, right?" You insert the coin, jumping at the opportunity to show off to your girlfriend. Serval nods.

She watches how you move the crane, face almost pressed directly against the cold glass. Serval can't help but tilt her head, seeing how off it was from the plushie. The crane clamps down perfectly around the narwhal's horn, and you present the plushie to her with a smug grin. "Here." Serval's eyes light up as she holds the plush for the first time. "It's so fluffy!" She exclaims before pulling you into a quick hug as thanks. "You're the best!"

Before your heart can recover from the sudden physical affection, Serval rushes towards another arcade game. You quickly follow after her. At this rate, you won't be surprised if Serval ends up developing a gaming addiction and starts building her own machines...

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: ̗̀➛ Serval is a switch through and through. She wants to pin you down and make you feel good just as much as she wants to submit to your every whim.

: ̗̀➛ Serval doesn't have any extreme kinks, but she tries a lot of new things on herself on the regular. Mostly toys and the like, some of which she's even created herself. Serval likes being able to choose what materials it'll be made out of and the overall customizability. She'll even make you one if you ask!

: ̗̀➛ That said, Serval's finger game is godly. The years she spent playing the guitar and doing precise work as a mechanic wasn't for nothing. You won't find anyone else in Belobog with more nimble fingers.

: ̗̀➛ Serval loves putting on a show for you. Things like leaning over the table to show off her cleavage is light work; when she's feeling bold, she'll even masturbate and moan your name while you're at home. Bonus points if you peek through the door as she does, she'll definitely wink at you before continuing as if no one is watching her.

: ̗̀➛ Serval is very into blindfolding, mostly being on the receiving side. She loves the thrill of not knowing what you'll do to her next. It's a shame you won't be able to see those pretty eyes of hers, but it's worth it to see her writhing under your touch.

"Tongue, fingers, pussy, or strap?" You ask the woman in front of you. Her eyes are covered with a black blindfold and her wrists are bound with the fabric of your shirt.

"Surprise me." Serval replies, already rubbing her thighs together in anticipation. She's not very good at being subtle. Cute. In truth, you weren't expecting her to choose.

The high of diving headfirst into the unknown is too much for someone as inquisitive as Serval to pass up. You appreciate that she trusts you as much as to leave herself fully vulnerable like this.

Serval's ears perk up as she hears you open a bottle, presumably lube, and spread it all over something. The loss of sight has amplified the rest of her senses.

You wonder if that also applies to how much pleasure she feels. It'd make for an interesting research topic, knowing Serval.

Your hands roam all over her, from her collarbones to her breasts, to the small of her back, and lastly to her thighs. The slight coldness of the lube makes her arch her back and wriggle against her constraints every time you touch her.

Finally, you ease the tip of your strap-on into her folds. Serval bites her lips to prevent a moan from escaping, recognizing the shape. You're wearing her favorite glass dildo, and you can see how her walls stretch to accommodate you.

Serval is glad that her job doesn't need her to move around because she definitely won't be able to walk properly for the next few days.

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indulgentandidiotic · 1 year

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Renaissance Man (Genshin Impact)

Synopsis: It takes a lot to cure your boredom, so you end up catching hobbies and interests like they’re Pokemon. –and how Xiao, Venti, and Xingqiu react. Warnings: Reader is just good at everything idk, talks about specific hobbies to illustrate a point, reader is more artsy (drawing, physical crafts, etc), you’re a business dude, this is a very big ego stroke have fun, not proofread, verrrrryyyy indulgent :D GN Reader

Xiao

In all honesty, Xiao finds you annoying. At first. You were more overwhelming to him, and a bit too noisy. But he’s seen you around Liyue, and you’re pretty capable and polite otherwise, so he isn’t too bothered by your presence.

He didn’t indulge you in the beginning, as expected. But you were patient and with a lot of time on your hands, seeing as you were a wanderer who just took odd jobs and sold the products of your hobbies. You had long since taken up cooking, and hearing that the mighty adeptus Xiao favored Almond Tofu, you tried making it. Every time you stopped by the inn, you had a fresh plate of Almond Tofu that you’d leave out for Xiao.

Xiao was confused by your gifts. He was not a being who granted favors in exchange for gifts, so he wondered what your motives were.

But it was simple! Your journey to Liyue was both a pit stop on your way to the Chasm (exploring purposes), as well as to meet one of the less elusive Adepti (at least in the sense that his “base” was near mortals) to ask about the history of Liyue and its battles. The story books in the shops of Liyue were not enough to satisfy your curiosity, so you just had to ask from a primary source!!!!!!

Xiao did find you interesting despite your noise, he must admit, so he eventually warmed up to you, thanks to both that and your patience and gifts. You’ve learned to lower your volume and keep a steady speaking rhythm, and Xiao has come to enjoy your ramblings about random things, at least a little bit.

When you visit Wangshu Inn, you two sit on the topmost terrace and drink tea as you talk about your travels and the knowledge you’ve gained, and he even answers your questions about the battles he’s fought in or the details of Liyue’s history sometimes, though you never push further if you sense he’s uncomfortable.

He’s thought mortals to be interesting creatures, in the sense that it’s hard to understand their rituals and thoughts, and that sentiment hasn’t changed. The more he listens to you ramble about the fish species in Liyue compared to those in Mondstadt, or about the theory of the fake sky and how deep that rabbit hole actually goes, he gets more confused about how humans think.

But… (thanks to the traveller and the events of the Chasm and Xiangling’s cooking event, etc) Xiao has learned to just. Accept you. He has come to find your company enjoyable compared to the days he’s spent alone. When his own, negative thoughts come to cloud his mind, you always seem to be there to distract him with whatever nonsense you’re spewing (positive).

And you, happy that Xiao has warmed up to you, and him just becoming precious to you because of his nature, have given him gifts. Things that you otherwise would’ve sold, like teasets or clothing accessories or paintings, you’ve given to him. Xiao isn’t materialistic, but he appreciates the sentiment.

What he appreciates more, though, is the time you picked up an instrument for him. You once saw him play the flute, and decided that hey~~ What’s another hobby, yeah? You’ve got soooo much time before your departure to the Chasm haha! So you learned the flute! And though he finds it embarrassing that you saw him playing and decided to learn the flute because of him, he enjoys listening to you. He even wrote down what he remembered of that one song, long ago, and you have since learned how to play it. Not with the same feeling as he once heard it played, but passable. o7

With enough pestering, you’ve even got Xiao to learn how to paint and crochet, too! He had refused at first, telling you how such hobbies were too delicate for someone like him, but you didn’t listen. You figured you were close enough to him now to be able to bug him to do things with you, and luckily, you were right!

Overall, Xiao enjoys your company. You’re quite lovely, and the way you speak about your interests with such enthusiasm and smile when you’re engaged with is a sight for sore eyes. Xiao is also very happy, though he’d never ever admit it, that you’re so patient with him. He doesn’t like to imagine how dull his days would become again, if you were to leave and never pay him a visit. You’ve given him distractions and peace away from his duties and painful past. You’ve forced him to learn skills that he would’ve never picked up otherwise, and he likes it. Not that you’ve helped him find “purpose”, but you’ve helped him to see that his anyone can enjoy his presence (you, the traveller, etc etc 👀) and that his hands can do wayyy more than just fight.

Please delay your journey to the Chasm!!!!! 🙏

Venti

Woahhhh!!!! You’re so talented omg!!! Will you craft him a bottle for his wine? Maybe you can weave a picnic basket for your escapades together! Hmm? Basket weaving isn’t a hobby of yours? Well it is now! Don’t look so weary! Venti will join you in making some!

He’s short on mora, ya know? Your interest in arts and crafts comes in handy when you can make mora off it! He’ll be pestering you for stuff now!

But in all seriousness, he’s impressed! You pick up new hobbies seemingly every moment, not necessarily getting bored with the old ones, but getting burntout so quickly.

Hanging out with him made you interested in music as a whole, and you started to play the lyre and violin to pass the time. Sometimes, when you’re bored, you’ll join him as he sings for the public.

You’re not one for composing music, at least not yet, so you often paint your ceramics while Venti composes new ballads on his lyre. You never really plan what’s going to end up on the ceramics, so you often find yourself subconsciously painting the scenes Venti describes as you zone out.

Well, it seems Venti is your muse! Your adventures with him are frequent, so you find yourself indulging in your personal hobbies less often, but when you do, you’ve got a whole bucket of inspiration to use! His songs and rendezvous with you leave you breathless and fulfilled, and you wind down by sketching the moments that left impressions on you, or planning up a new embroidery piece.

As he is your inspiration, you are his. It’s lovely having a companion like you, who is so willing to go anywhere with him no matter what’s on the agenda. He likes how focused you can get when crafting or playing an instrument, you just look so serene. Perhaps the next song he’ll compose will be a simple one, praising that one person who can do anything well and looks so good doing it~ 😜

Venti loves when you take an interest in music history. See, he knows allll the songs!!! He can sing each and every one for you, and while he may not know everything about the song, he’s sure to know about the context of the song and the general time-period it was written. It makes him happy to see how interested you are in what’s basically the history of his people; he’s glad there are still those who care to keep the legacy of those long-gone going.

Venti is wise and he is old, but that does not mean he’s seen everything. One of his wishes is to explore every nook and cranny of this world, and through you, he can fulfill bits and pieces of his wish. He enjoys listening to your infodumps on anything at all, even if it’s about that one specific rock only found in one corner of the world which is your favorite. It’s still information about the world, and so he is grateful. Please keep talking to him about your interests! He also loves how blissful you look when you’re speaking about such topics.

Overall, Venti has so much fun with you that he can’t imagine life without you in it!!! He’s never felt this content before. Having you by his side as his muse, and telling him about all the things that you cherish and have an interest in, and connecting over the arts–those are things he wouldn’t trade for anything. Not even a bottle of wine! 😡🍾

Xingqiu

He’s got another person to gush about books to!!!! He’s so happy! Chongyun is great and all, but he doesn’t have the same passion for certain book series’ that he does! He is so happy he is crying sobbing shaking! He is recommending you books at every turn because he knows you’ll start reading them the minute you have a second to spare.

Your passion is immense, which he loves. You just get so interested and caught up in every little thing and he finds it adorable! (Careful, though. If you’re too adorable Xingqiu might start teasing you 😞) When you two are together, it’s a just a whirlwind of Xingqiu showing off his knowledge on trade and commerce and swords and martial arts all the while you look at him with awe and stars in yours eyes. Either that or you two are talking up a storm in the corner of some restaurant, tossing character analysis thoughts and theories on story development back and forth.

Aside from books, he indulges you in your other ramblings, engaging with you even when the topic doesn’t particularly interest him. It’s the least he can do when you take the time to indulge him!! Besides, perhaps some of this information could be of use to the Guild in some way?

He is impressed by your art skills, too! He thinks you to be very sophisticated, what with your beautiful pottery and paintings.

In fact, he was the one who brought up you selling your art. He prepared a permit for you and everything!

He wonders if you can write well, too, if you had ever taken up the pen while bored. You had, actually. During your travels, you’d sometimes write poems. Xingqiu finds them a bit… well, you’re not the best poet, but everyone’s a bit cringe (says the person whose book is beloved by all of Inazuma).

Overall, you’re very important to him!!!!! It’s so amazing to have someone to gush about your interests to, not someone who just listens, but is fully engaged in what you have to say. He enjoys indulging you in your interests when it comes to the Guhua clan and its arts, as well as the general details of the Feiyun Commerce Guild, because he also gets to show off.

I'm just silly!!

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kiasnocturnality · 1 year

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DECORATING A CHRISTMAS TREE WITH YOUR OCS PLEASE

I NEED A BIG BIG FEAST WITH THEM

✩⋆ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: Alois Leblanc, Takeshi, Nasana, Desdemona Nausikáa, Aphaeleon, Va'ariniel, Taruqu'inel, Khione

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: my requests are actually closed rn but I'll make an exception as a little Christmas present for everyone hehe. Also this could have been out like 5 hours ago but I got caught up in playing Genshin lol - gotta farm those materials u know

. * ⋆ . · 　. ALOIS LEBLANC

✭ Alois takes decorating the tree very seriously. He's the type that needs to have everything in a matching colour scheme and all the ornaments in the right place. He will transform into his flock of bats to reach the really high up places or, to make sure you don't feel left out at all, he'll carry you while he floats up so you can reach this totally isn't an excuse to hold you or anything.

✭ However, once he gets this plan across, it becomes a group effort for the whole estate to decorate the manor together and it's often a really fun day with everyone getting the day off their duties to just decorate and then cook together. The tree in the foyer is huge. Everyone at the Leblanc Estate looks forward to Christmas for this reason.

. * ⋆ . · 　. NASANA

✭ Doesn't really do Christmas. But he's happy enough to decorate the place with you and he certainly won't turn down a big, warm meal in this cold season. I think he enjoys the cooking part more than the decorating. Nasana has a truly feral diet before you came along and he's come to really enjoy cooking, especially your cooking or just doing it as a quality time activity with you.

✭ This naga will be all wrapped up in a jumper and blankets with the fireplace roaring as the two of you go about the place and decorate with ornaments and garlands. He comes to quite like all the shiny stuff everywhere.

. * ⋆ . · 　. TAKESHI

✭ Takeshi celebrates Christmas for the fun of it - he likes decorating and giving/receiving gifts. Also, it creates the perfect opportunity for him to pull tricks when everyone around him is only expecting kindness. Expect a few gag gifts or pranks.

✭ He really likes the ambience that the lights create and you can find him in his fox form napping under the tree and all its twinkling lights in the holiday season. Takeshi strikes me as the type to leave up the neutral-coloured lights around the place for the rest of the year even after all the other decorations are taken down because he really likes it.

. * ⋆ . · 　. DESDEMONA NAUSIKÁA

✭ Desdemona loves Christmas! I’ve mentioned before that one of her interests is old movies and she’d just love a chance to decorate the place with you!! You’ll have to lead the way with cooking Christmas dinner though because this siren would likely poison you by accident as she’s never had to learn to cook.

✭ She’s all about decorating together though and the whole place will be lit up with lights and candles, there’s a Christmas tree decorated with faux Pearl garlands and silvery ornaments (many of which Des has made with you!!).

. * ⋆ . · 　. APHAELEON

✭ Oddly enough, Aphaeleon isn't very big on Christmas. He's been around long enough to watch it go from a Pagan to Christian holiday and besides, what's the point of celebrating figures that will not be essential to his era as God? Aphae might not be a fan of all the decorations and such but he loves the charity aspect.

✭ You'll be decorating many trees with Aphae as he's used his money money from blackmailing corrupt ppl obv to buy decorations for shelters for the homeless/women/etc. to lift their spirits. This season is quite busy for him as he's leading charity events, masses and gathering essential supplies to donate to shelters. He spends a lot of time going around his churches too which are always open to those in need of shelter but become particularly busy with the colder weather.

. * ⋆ . · 　. VA’ARINIEL

✭ Oh! Va'ariniel's heard about this one! There are stories from a few centuries ago of humans decorating their houses with greenery and a tree with ornaments to invite the fae inside and give them shelter from the cold if needed. Not many humans decorate a Christmas tree for the same reasons now though and so, without the invitation, fae can no longer enter homes to reside in these trees.

✭ She's so eager to bring back this tradition that once stood between fae and humans and so she's got all the castle staff running around to decorate the place (it's also an opportunity to stake her claim to the throne by subtly putting green everywhere ahem). She'll fly up and place ornaments wherever you deem fit and she comes to love a hot chocolate substitute that the two of you figure out how to make together with ingredients from her realm.

. * ⋆ . · 　. TARUQU’INEL

✭ Taruqu'inel had also heard about this Christmas tree tradition but he wasn't as well-versed as Va'ari. He'll hang off your every word as you tell him all about the tradition's history and he's ecstatic to take part in something that once stood to join fae and humans like yourself! His advisors aren't very happy with putting green everywhere and insist he must convince you to use blue instead but he really couldn't care less as long as he gets to see that big smile on your face. He will 100% take you in his arms bridal style and fly up so you can reach places to hang decorations.

✭ However his advisors give you both more than enough resources to hold a feast in Taruqu'inel's name. He knows that they see it as a way of winning people over with generosity and it's a way of showing off what he can provide as a ruler but to Taru this is all about you. He'll have the head chef teaching you both how to make the tastiest dishes, all under your guidance of what a Christmas dinner should be like and you'll be feeding each other desserts by the end of the evening.

. * ⋆ . · 　. KHIONE

✭ While the landscape around Kanastra Highlands holds some beautiful scenery, it can look rather bleak in the winter and so Khione's more than happy to bring some greenery inside. He lets you take the lead in deciding how to decorate everything but he's helping you out every step of the way.

✭ Khione's very giving when it comes to his people and so I'm sure that, like Aphae, he loves the charity aspect the most. He'll get teams of people together months in advance to organise decorations and feasts and parades. Many of the cities across Kanastra have winter markets and he's eager to take you around them all to buy you little gifts and try all sorts of foods with you. Khione is a very serious dragon man 99% of the time but he looks like a child when he's eagerly dragging you around these markets. He looks forward to them all year round.

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heiayen · 1 year

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Hello! Welcome to a spring themed SFW Genshin x reader collab! It's a simple collab, where you pick a spring related prompt, your favorite character(s) and write a fanfic (or headcanons) about it! And since it's a collab, you get to see many other interpretations of the prompts and enjoy them with other people! Below are rules, prompts and how to join the collab. If you have any questions just reach out to me– in direct messages, asks, comments– and I'll gladly answer them!

– Welcoming spring traditions

How does the character celebrate the coming of spring? Do they have any special tradition to welcome the blooming flowers and new life? Maybe a festival? Maybe something more simple, like a house cleaning? Or maybe they don’t do anything special, but just spend the first day of spring with someone they love?

– Spending a spring day together

How do they spend a spring day with you? A picnic? A nice walk to the park, to watch the green trees and listen to birds’ song? How would they spend a date with you, among the colors and sounds of spring? So many ideas, so many options…

– Spring festivities

What spring activity they like to do? Are they the person to make pretty bouquets for you, out of fresh flowers? Flower crowns? Or maybe they are the kind of a person to cook all the fresh, delicious dishes with the spring taste? What other festivities they do, hmm?

Anyone's welcomed to join, as long as you are a GI x reader writer and have a blog to post! Just make sure your collab work is SFW.

Joining is very simple– just fill out this Google Form and you are ready to write.

Applications end on 12nd February 10 AM GMT+1, though if you missed it by few hours, feel free to reach me out

The posting period starts at 19th March and ends on 21st March, so there's plenty of time to write! You are free to post it according to your timezone. Post it under #Amidst the spring's song tag (the first tag in the post), so it's easier to find and reblog later.

If for a reason you suddenly can't take part in the event anymore, just tell me. No reason needed, just a heads up you won't be able to take part anymore!

The main goal of this collab is to just simply have fun, so don't pressure yourself too much into making sure that your work is perfect! You having fun while writing is enough. Please reblog this post so more people will see it and take part, even if you aren't. Thank you and have a nice day!

#Amidst the spring's song #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #albedo x reader #diluc x reader #ayato x reader #itto x reader #alhaitham x reader #zhongli x reader #too much thinking

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iheartchv · 2 years

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Hello, love! I hope you're doing well and your day is going great! I would like to request a match up from your Christmas event! 🌿🍒

I would like to be match up with one of the turtle gang. ^^

I'm strawberry blonde, have blue eyes and I'm not really skinny but not too big either. I am quite short to some (5'3") and people tend to think I'm younger than I already am. 😅 I like to wear t-shirts, jeans, and vans/converses but I don't mind dressing up every once in a awhile. (No to dresses though!)

My interests and hobbies? I enjoy watching anime, listen to music, writing stories, reading, and sometimes do some creative crafts (I made some Christmas decor for my family a few times, think of me as the artist of the family). I enjoy playing video games but I'm picky on what I play (Genshin Impact, Sonic games, and horror games). I enjoy learning new things and make theories, especially if it's on games. I would love to cosplay, but I'm too insecure to actually participate. I love to cook things, especially baking. I used to work at a bakery, so decorating cakes is my forte.

My personality? There's a lot with my personality 😂 One minute I could be happy, then I could be depressed within seconds if a certain topic triggers me. I could be fun and laid back, but I get serious when something has been on my mind a lot. I care so much for people (maybe a little too much) and I want what's best for them, but when someone hurts me I cut them off completely. I won't mistreat them but I won't hangout with you like we used to. I am an introvert and I prefer to not go anywhere and be around large crowds, unless you want me to have an anxiety attack. I guess you can say I have trust issues but I always have some grace, if that makes sense. I knew I can be confusing to people because of how my mood will switch so fast. Maybe that's the reason I don't have much friends 😅

What I like in a partner? I know I like someone who has a lot of patience and is mature. Considering how my mood can switch so fast, I need them to know when is the right time to do certain things. I like them to be fun, too. To be silly whenever I'm feeling down, or give me advice/listen when I need it. I like to have them to have some of the same interests as me. I don't really care on what they look like, I only care about how they treat me. I really love tall guys. I say I don't like being short but that's a lie, especially when he could lean down and give me a forehead kiss 💞

I apologize if this is too much! >.< I enjoy your writing and I'm glad I could be part of the fandom. I hope you're having a good day/night, and please take care of yourself! 🥰

Im 5'3" as well, and people think im younger than my actual age,too so i feel ya 😂👍

Hmmm you'd be matched with... Donatello💜

Possible matches: Leo, April, Splinter

Donnie ends up falling for you

You've bonded over music, what animes youve watched, video games and theories surrounding them

Your baked goods are to die for

Loves them with his coffee (morning or night)

He understands you and will not make you do something youre uncomfortable with

He is patient, he is mature, and will be silly just to make you smile

Forehead kisses included

He will be whatever and give you whatever you need

And he's been a wonderful sweet boyfriend

For Christmas you baked a tiramisu/cake for Donnie

He ate the first bite and fed you some bites

"Have I ever told you I love you?"

"Many times" you smiled at him

"I love you, turtle dove, and I appreciate everything you do for me"

He kisses you on your forehead, your eyes lids, nose, cheeks, and then your lips

It might be cold outside but with you he's never felt warmer

Hope you like your match 👉💜👈

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #donnie #donatello #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #rise of the teeneage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #ask #request #matchup #match up #mistletoe

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megatronsmegatitties · 2 years

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WOO!!! INTRO TIIIIIIME

Hello there! We are the Timekeeper System!

We collectively go by the name Alex/Forest or you can call us Timekeeper or Time if you want! We go by any pronouns other than she/her (including any neos, so feel free to violently neopronoun us :D) and identify as transmasc and biromantic asexual. We are an OSDD-B1 system (undiagnosed bc we’re minor bodied) of far too many/hj and likely have autism, adhd and the parents think we have dyslexia so mayhaps that too. :D oh yeah and tics (likely Tourettes but we can’t get the diagnosed quite yet)

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The alter you’ll likely be interacting with the most is me I go by Blood Lust (just call me Lust, it’s easier yk) or Moth. I use any pronouns (again including neos so pls use those) I am our current host! I am pansexual, demitomantic and alexigender (genderfluid +more confusion/hj) I’m also polyamorus (why have one bitch when you can have 5? FIVE??? Why have 5 bitches when you can have 9? NINE???/ref) no but seriously, I’m dating 9 people XD I have become that audio XDD

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DISCLAIMERS

•We are queer

•We are a system

•We are very much mentally ill

•We aren’t going to mask for your personal comfort, that’s your problem not mine

•We use xenogenders and neopronouns (shocker I know/sar)

•We are a minor

•I am not going to be nice to anyone who knowingly breaks out DNI

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Please Interact

•One Punch Man fans

•Demon Slayer fans

•Cookie Run Kingdom players (screw devshitters though)

•Cookie Run Ovenbreak players (same as above)

•A Series Of Unfortunate Events Fans (bonus points of you’ve read the books)

•The Batman (2022) fans

•Fresh (2022) fans

•Hazbin Hotel fans (I don’t support the creator, I just like the series)

•helluva Boss fans (still don’t support the creator)

•Doors fans/players

•Danganronpa fans (also don’t support the creator)

•Corpse Party fans (PLEASE INTERACT I LOVE CORPSE PARTY SM BUT THE FANDOM IS SO DEAD ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY ANYMORE)

•DDLC fans

•Cooking Companions fans

•Omori fans

•YTTD fans

•HTTYD fans

•Fans of the show ‘Ghosts’

•Fans of the band ‘Ghost’

•Fans of the character ‘Ghost’

•CoD fans (the babygirlification ones)

•Xenogender/neopronoun/xenopronoun users

•Mentally ill people

•The Gays

•Systems

•Pet/Age regressors

•Therians

•furrys

•Cosplayers

•Basically anyone deemed “cringe”

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Thin ice bro

•Non-Endo supporters (you aren’t one but support them, idk how to word it)

•People we know IRL (minus like- 3 people)

•Dislike any media stated in the please interact (if you don’t like it bc of the creators that’s fine though, I completely understand that)

•Christians (nothing personal, religious trauma)

•cishet allosexexual, alloromantic, monogamous allistic people (not trans, heterosexual, non-asexual spectrum, non-aromantic spectum, non polyamorus non-autistic people)

•if you dislike moths, cats, bats, cacti and/or Halloween

•“Cats<dogs”

•MHA fans

•The new ST fans (yk the ones)

•Genshin Impact Fans

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Holy Shit DNI Dude

•Proshitters

•Transphobes, Homophobes, Abelists, Rascists ect.

•Transmeds/TERFs/TWERTs

•Anti xenogenders/neopronouns ect.

• Anti otherkin, age/pet regre, therian ect.

•Anti self-diagnosis

•Fakeclaimers

•Beleive in disorder abuse (narcissistic abuse ect)

•Misuse tone tags

•Pro-Life/Anti-Abortion

•Make fun of Triggers/TWs

•General assholes

• Claim to be a system and are anything other than traumagenic

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More about us (because why not)

Fave music artists/bands:

•Ghost

•Mother Mother

•The Living Tombstone

•Jazmin Bean

•Poppy

•David Bowie

•Night Club

•Rabbit Junk

•Crim3s

•Grimes

•Mitski

•Crawlers

Hyperfixations:

•Doors

•Demon Slayer

•One Punch Man

•CRK

•CROB

•Corpse Party

•Anything related to Horror/True Crime

Frequent fronters

-Lust

-Genos

-Saitama

-Venom

-Darth Maul

-Rusty Venture

-Sergeant Hatred

-Calculester

-The Spot

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hermespie · 1 year

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I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD WHEN I SAW THE EVENT IASJDIOA

Alright, i'll take the match ups for danganronpa (and genshin impact if you could><) please <3

ah and i'm bisexual so all characters are okay. (sorry for rambling T-T)

I'm a she/her who likes to play sports during my free time, (especially basketball) and im also really good at cooking too! i tend to have a lot of friends cause i don't want to feel alone. im an ESFP if that matters. I like talking to strangers online and befriend them, its like what i do everyday too lmaooo and at last i enjoy to see people being HAPPY!!

Thats enough i supppose? sorry if its not, and i thank you in advance!

HII! Of course, no problem! lets see what i can deal with these info...

Also, You seem like so much fun djasdbiua <333

#DANGANRONPA MATCHUP

i match you up with.....

IBUKI MIODA

credit: Mordecai-Fan

Relationship Dynamic: extrovert x extrovert / chaotic x chaotic

right, two bombs of sunshine together creates the perfect relationship imo. You and Ibuki could conquer the world with meatball pasta and the government will allow it.

i feel like the both of you would be the type to always talk it out whenever one of you have some problems about the relationship, cause you both wouldn't like awkward silence or the silent treatment. so no purposely ignoring is allowed in the relationship.

Ibuki is a hug person, change my mind, i bet you can't. And so having a relationship with her means a whole lot of physical affection. Sure, you both might be smelly from having a neighbourhood tour concert, but she doesn't mind that at all. she adores your hobby and could always find a way for both of you to enjoy your time together.

having a relationship with Ibuki is definitely fun and i bet when any of you hosts a party, a whole bazooka of friends would pop up, talk about social butterfly!

#GENSHIN IMPACT MATCHUP

i match you up with.....

BENNETT

credit: kit-tea

okay okay hear me out, sure you might think i was gonna put Xinyan or Xiangling. BUT! Imagine this,

you're walking around Monstadt and you found Bennett just having his unusual unlucky day, whole body of his covered in mud or smth like that. And being an extrovert like you , you will not lose this opportunity to adopt him as a friend. THAT IS PROBABLY HOW YALL FIRST MEET

Bennett is a sweetheart, he would definitely support your hobbies and try to play sports or cook too to spend time with you! Though he could be very nervous sometimes because of his luck and he's worried if it would drag you along. But i think you wouldn't mind having a clumsy day with him.

i could imagine the both of you laughing together after a slime burst right in front of your picnic and have all ashes on both of your bodies. to you, its the fun time that matters, and Bennett appreciates that a lot!!

THATS IT, thank you for reading till this far! likes and reblogs are appreciated <333

#event #danganronpa #genshin impact #writing #match up #ibuki mioda #bennett

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popponn · 6 months

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A TUNE, AN IMAGE, AND A STORY.⋆｡°✩

heloo! happy holiday everyone, hope when you are reading this you are having a good time 🌟 so i am doing a little event, welcome! without further ado what is this event actually?

INTRO — so, in this small event, when you put in an entry, i will give you: a playlist made of 3-5 songs, two 2x3 moodboards, and a ‘part’ of a fic — it could be a summary + 2 excerpts or 3 excerpts. so pretty much, i give you a ‘what if this is a fic?’ ehe ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ however, as of now, the event is CLOSED!

before we go on, some stuffs you should know ❀

you can enter your entry through my inbox!

fandom: blue lock (all major characters), genshin impact (all playable characters, but only platonics for the kids ofc), twisted wonderland (all nrc cast)

this is an sfw event in an swf blog, so while i will ask for tropes, please do stick to sfw ones!

anyone can you join this event! and while anon can enter this event, i advice to just use your acc! so in case i feel like i need to ask something—either if something i feel is not sfw or need more info—i can immediately go to your inbox. but of course, the “i will ball” option exist.

and of course, be polite and patient! :> i will try to do it as quick as possible, but please do remember that i have other stuffs including my rl and this is a thing for both you and me to have fun too. i believe in you though, hehe ( ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ) …also, if you greet or talk a bit to me before you go on to your request, i will appreciate it, in a very ‘grandma waiting for her grandchildren visit’ way ahaha ( ;´ - `;)

going on, what should you submit?

number one, is of course, your choosen series & fave!

two, do you want this to be an au or not? if you do want au, which one do you want? i will give some examples and list to help after this (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡

three, give me 2-4 tropes to work with! of course, i will take creative liberties though hahaha i will also leave a list in case you need help (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡

four, as we are a reader insert blog, tell me about yourself! :> from your alias, your likes & dislikes, your personality, your zodiac sign, your mbti, hobbies, favorite movies, love language, and such as! the more, the better!

five, are you okay with songs that is not sung in english? because i might put songs in other languages (most probably japanese or indonesian) & classical musics. so in case you prefer it to be just english just tell me okay

six, do you want angst or we go full fluff? :> yes. very important.

an optional question that you can skip if you want, what is your favorite part from your fave? which part of him that charmed you? you can go on with a paragraph, a whole new message, or a simple ‘they can cook. they hot.’

a menu to help you, though you can call it a suggestion!

—aus

post canon au

high school au

college au — if you pick this, heads up, you can put your and your fave’s major, or you can leave it up to me!

soulmate au — if you want to add additional note like ‘string of fate’, ‘timer’, ‘soulmark’ the better

royalty au

fantasy au

writer / artist au

office au

spy / detective / crime au — phantom thief au is included here too hoho

coffee shop au

florist au

roommates au

time travel au

and so the list goes on! just suggest anything you like :> explanation or additional notes could be added!

—tropes

arranged marriage

second chances

enemies to lover

friends to lover

strangers to lover / meet cute

pinning / mutual pinning

childhood friends

fake dating

domesticity

reincarnation

hurt/comfort

drunken confession

body swap

amnesia

vacation / holiday

reunion

and so on! you can of course add what is not listed here :>

with that said, that's all. i hope you will have fun on this first time little thing i have ahaha. have a nice day and take care! ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

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beardedhandstoadshark · 1 year

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Stuff I noticed genshin impact has in common with (mostly) breath of the wild, unsorted and in varying degrees of /srs and /j

Cell-shaded open world with burnable grass (mind you dendro only came out like 2 days ago while this was a thing since the very beginning)

Starting with a shot from a cliff overlooking the world and focusing on the big building in the distance (though that might be a general open world trope? I‘m not sure)

The hilichurl huts originally looked like the stone skulls bokoblins reside in

Hilichurls in general pretty much just being bokoblins minus the oni-based color coding (but + screwed up lore, wth hoyo)

Random instances of coming across NPC’s who have to be saved from monsters (something that, like most similarities, primarily applies to Mondstadt)

You can’t pet the dogs aside from feeding them but they still adorably look at you with their hopeful gaze, showering you with love you know you can never give back ;-;

Why fishing rod when jump in good for catch too

Ancient but advanced civilization that became ruined and forgotten prior to the events of the game due to a calamity, but you still find remnants of, also the mc is somehow connected to it but barely remembers anything aside from a few flashbacks

Protag and the other short blonde with super special powers get separated by the catastrophic event that made the world the way it currently is, protag‘s goal is to find them again and travels though the whole world to do so

Protag and the other short blonde with super special powers get completely screwed over by a deity (you choose if it’s Demise or Hylia seriously I know Zelda not awakening her powers early enough had nothing to do with Hylia but she could at least talk to the girl smh)

Giant ancient robot with a single glowing eye from said ruined civilization roaming the lands and exclusively targeting people to kill (also, ruin guards originally aimed at you with a beam before shooting lasers)

The ancient lost civilization has its own even more ancient lost civilization

Floating elemental wizard monster with a wand that can teleport around and has way too much fun messing with you (and Abyss mages sound similar to wizzrobes too)

The world may or may not be stuck in some sort of time loop

Balloon-like enemy that hides in the ground and pretends to be a plant only to jump out and attack you

Round elemental enemy slime that uses its own element as a semi-shield and basically just attacks by jumping at you (fire/water/ice/electro slimes = red/blue/light blue/green chu) yea I got nothing for anemo slimes

Blue dragon that used to be chill but got corrupted by weird poison goo blood from the monsters, said poison goo leaving the dragon discolored, your goal being to cleanse it from them

Snowy mountain area near start point where everything is super cold and you can practically only survive by lighting fires, drinkeating spicy soup, or eating all your dishes to keep the hp up

Look at Noelle‘s shield, now at Daruk‘s protection, now back to Noelle‘s shield. Her design themes are maid- knight - roses, why does it look like that

Cooking makes you indestructible and is (hilariously) usable mid-fight. Also mc is a cooking god for no reason

They tweaked the cooking animation by the time it launched but the beta one gave off major 2D botw cooking vibes

Monsters wanna kill you but so does the evil organisation from another country with pretty extreme weather, except half of them are kinda dorky when they’re not trying to murder you

The battle music is fire

Mineral that glows turquoise (granted it’s different shades but still-), is considered pretty rare, and is said to have obtained their glow though influences from the world (elements/souls)

Ghosts are real and sometimes they glow blue. The same shade of blue as the spooky glow mineral, no less

The ancient glowy eye robots drop their core as loot (they look a bit similar too)

Praying to statues of deities = upgrading your stamina by giving them enough of a certain collectible

Tiny cute magical wood forest creatures that can‘t be seen by most people who can be randomly found across the land and you get stuff for doing their mini quests

Said forest creatures living in a village in their magical forest that usually can’t be accessed to begin with because magic prevents that (granted the village gives off more Kokiri vibes than Korok but they’re just evolved kokiri anyways so-)

The original animation for climbing was pretty much just Link‘s

Land southwest of the starting area has a (seemingly) bottomless hole that leads into the abyss, literally, in both cases

Lamp grass = Blue nightshade, they look the same and even glow blue at night

Glaze lily = silent princess, white-blue lilies from ancient times that became incredibly rare over time and are now considered practically extinct in canon (but are pretty easy to find in-game)

Ancient structures that have been inaccessible and glowing in warm colors for centuries only turn blue though activation by the protag; they also function as teleport points

ancient structures incorporating star constellations

Ancient instrument used throughout the world to play Magic Songs learned across the land that each interact with designated objects/places in different ways; usually needing around 5-8 notes to play

Playable short king used to be part of a group of 5 with colorcoded powers but all his friends died a long time ago because of evil stuff and he‘s the only survivor ok this one‘s obviously not serious lmao

It ain’t botw but. Small travel companion who does all the talking to fill up the void by the gameplay- silent protag (genshin give Traveler a voice more often smh) and is also probably linked to the major story in some way (really tho, except for Navi every single companion has major ties to the plot in some way). Also I‘m pretty sure Paimon gets called a fairy at least once at one point?

More stuff probably

Interestingly enough, the most noticeably direct similarities can be found in Mondstadt (and Liyue) , aka the region that‘s been here since the very start of the game, and more importantly, before the game was launched.

TLDR it’s doing it’s own thing now for the most part but there’s no way this game didn’t start off "heavily influenced“ at the beginning lol

#genshin impact #breath of the wild #legend of zelda #tbf most of this is probably a bit far fetched but yknow #it’s not supposed to be taken seriously anyways XD #so please don’t

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zombie-honeymoon · 2 years

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I posted 624 times in 2022

67 posts created (11%)

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I tagged 501 of my posts in 2022

Only 20% of my posts had no tags

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Written for Kisame Week 2022 Day 2- Prompt: Rarepair

Rating: E

Relationship: Kakuzu/Hidan/Kisame, Kakuzu/Hidan, Kisame/Hidan, Kakuzu/Kisame

Summary:

Teamed up with Kakuzu and Hidan, Kisame is treated to some post mission celebratory fun at Hidan's insistence.

@kisames-corner

27 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

Very romantic date night...

32 notes - Posted December 3, 2022

Might I interest anyone in my art? Saw this and had to do it.

44 notes - Posted July 20, 2022

Hidan: I've just had a thought.

Kakuzu: Well there's something that's never happened.

57 notes - Posted November 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Just some kakuhida headcanons I found in my drafts~ Who hogs the blankets Hidan does, especially when he’s not feeling like he wants to snuggle and just wants to be left alone. With all those hearts Kakuzu doesn’t feel cold until it’s *really cold* so he doesn’t mind letting Hidan have the blankets if he wants them. Who cooks best Definitely Kakuzu, it’s cheaper than going out and he’s learned to cook really well over the years. Hidan can actually make basic foods though, but often gets distracted and burns things a lot if he steps away from the stove. Who likes to playfully tease the other I’m going to say Kakuzu for this one, Hidan is just so easy to tease and get worked up and Kakuzu loves getting a rise out of him (in more ways than one…). Who always wants to take selfies of the other Hidan does, he wants to show off his man and prove to all his haters that someone out there actually does love and care about him, even if Kakuzu is just as awful as he is, they’re in love and he’s hot. He also loves to look through the pictures when he’s by himself and feeling down. Kakuzu does however like to take the rare picture with Hidan when he doesn’t realize it, in quiet moments like when he’s fallen asleep on top of him. Who cuts the others hair Neither. Kakuzu will either cut his own hair or just go get it done somewhere, but he rarely cuts it, he just likes letting it grow and do its own thing. Hidan is too concerned about his appearance to get an at home hair cut and goes somewhere for it. Who is the most ticklish Hidan is, of course, and sometimes it gets in the way of sexy times, when he can’t stop laughing and almost kicks Kakuzu in the face for touching the back of his knee. Who initiates kisses I’d say they both do pretty well so it’s mostly 50/50. Hidan might just initiate slightly more often though. Who sings along to the radio Hidan, and he's surprisingly good at it. Kakuzu wouldn't be caught dead singing. Favorite non-sexual activity to do together Eating, and having some quiet time together, usually where Kakuzu reads and Hidan lays beside him and either prays quietly to himself, naps, or maybe even reads a book as well (rare but it can happen). Or bathing together which sure, it could turn sexual but doesn’t always. Who makes the other coffee in the morning Kakuzu, but it’s more he’s made himself coffee because he wakes up early, and there’s (usually) some left in the pot for Hidan when he wakes up. But Hidan doesn’t drink much coffee, it makes him too jittery. Who asks the weird question in the middle of the night Hidan does, when he’s contemplating his faith, his existence, or when he’s just in a mood to think about and ask weird questions. Kakuzu would honestly rather they wait for the morning, or while they’re in the shower together, at other times he finds those conversations rather interesting and endearing. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times Hidan does, but Kakuzu just turns right around and whispers even more inappropriate things back and makes Hidan get all flustered.

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baeshijima · 3 years

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𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫!𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐲/𝐧

A/N : i have nothing to say other than the fact there will be an excessive amount of twitch slang bc why tf not + just,,, heavy streamer!albedo brainrot ;-;

masterlist

AIGHT

streamer albedo

…

pog—

so before we get into him being whipped for u, let’s go over the type of strimmer mr Kreideprinz is

fun fact that’s his twitch name—

albedo would be the type to do lots of variety streams of different games, but also the occasional art one if he wants to have a chill stream with his chat !!

speaking of chat… they’re an odd mix of wholesome supporters, KAPPA + POGGERS + catJAM (bc he always has some bangers on in the bg like yes u bless our ears my guy) + KEKW + EZ Clap + his own emotes spammers, mr albedo’s very own shrimps (me, ahEm—), and ppl who just appreciate his voice + gameplay

if there’s a troll he just bans them OMEGALUL

omg he has lots of emotes (which he made in some of his art streams so his viewers could choose some) for every scenario but we’ll get into the popular ones in a bit 👁👁

he’s most definitely one of the bigger, well-known streamers but with a smaller group of friends

his discord server has,,, a lot of ppl,,, 70k+ ppl big,,, rip notifs if ur in it ;-;

he has it muted tho 🐥 like, sir, that’s ur server pay the goddamn price smh

wait i forgot to mention this but he has his webcam on when streaming

so u can bet ur chickens that when ppl come to visit his stream bc of whatever category he has on, they stay for his visuals and voice <33

his twt 🤡 mans gets 1k+ likes, rts, comments within the first 5-10 mins

omg he gets soft when he receives sm support from his community 🥺🥺

gifts so many subs when hitting milestones, chat is wholesome or just whenever really HJKSDHKL

also doesn’t swear much unless he gets played by his own game and/or someone is being incredibly annoying <//3

he also just,,, eats on stream

albedo straight up takes his webcam with him to show him cooking if his viewers ask for it

or he just orders food then and there and eats while chatting to everyone or watching youtube with his chat 🥺

nOW ONTO HIM BEING WHIPPED FOR U AS A GENSHIN STREAMER

this AR55 man 👩‍🦯

he can literally produce content from anything

from artifact farming, to spiral abyss, to running around mindlessly, to building characters he would normally never build, to him seeing how high up is considered too high to dive

and everyone eats it up bc it’s albedo <3

also !! he’s the type who includes the story quests in his streams so his reaction and thoughts on everything is just,,, there

now when u were first introduced in the prologue (yes ur one of the ogs + involved in the dvalin fight <33) he blanked and all his viewers could see was u on screen with him staring blankly in the bottom right of the screen

this man straight up saw u in a cutscene for one second and fell in love

his chat went wild omfg

he immediately made an emote for u and that’s his most popular one 😌

but i kid u not, the moment u appeared in that cutscene (one in which he will forever treasure in the crevices of his heart) was the moment he asked this exact question ;

“ so (y/n) banner when? ”

and mihoyo heard his pleas and answered with ur event banner

except it was like,, 4 months later

at least ur finally here tho :’)

now he can have his lil science-y moments with ur voicelines ;-;

yes, ur the chief alchemist but ✨ 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 ✨

. . .

shut up

n e who

when he saw the notification from mihoyo’s official forums that u will be a playable character in the new update — along with new characters, region, events & a domain — i shit u not he did a rt, his own tweet, an announcement on the community feature on youtube, and made constant reminders to his viewers on twitch abt how he will be a (y/n) haver no matter what

he even added future (y/n) haver in his twt display name

what a shrimp—

the 1.2 update stream 🐥 he was there waiting for it to go live with like,,, 19k viewers spamming his chat abt predictions and obv ur official release + showcase

and when i say this man fell even more in love while watching ur trailer and character showcase 🥺 he wouldn’t stop smiling or being in awe bc ur just??? so stunning???

mihoyo clearly has a favourite child and it’s u

chat was spamming ur exclusive emote like crazy oml

u can bet it was also flooded with lots of POGs and POGGERS

overall it was a very fun, chaotic stream filled with lots of (y/n) appreciation and love <33

also a very memorable stream for all his viewers bc of the side of albedo they rarely see unless ur involved

the day ur banner was to go live tho 🐥

the streams leading up to the fateful day consisted of him farming ur mats

that’s it

boss runs, local specialties, hero wits, talent books, the mats needed for ur weapon he was inevitably going to pull for (only the best for the best, afterall) and many domain runs

many painful domain runs

all of it was worth it tho bc ur worth everything :’)

an actual quote said by him—

at least he can get u and ur weapon to lvl 90 right off the bat with all the artifacts tailored for u ;-;

and get u to that point he did HJSDKJF

once ur banner dropped? immediately started wishing

2 multis in and he gets u 😣

albedo nearly cried and was the literal embodiment of head in hands

wHEN I SAY HIS CHAT BLEW TF UP AND HIS MODS JOINED IN

modCheck has left the chat

everyone’s rooting for him :’)

pulled for ur weapon and got it in 1 multi

sir give me ur luck pls and ty

but yes he nearly choked on the gASP he let out while chat screamed even more

he blanked for a bit, i won’t lie ;-;

but when he realised this was real, he immediately went to his party set up and put u in

can we all get an f in the chat for his lvl 10 tartaglia 😔💔👊

his chat usually rages at him to build him but if he’s being honest, he cba

ur vl when he put u in the party tho <333

now he’s just spent half an hour running around with u, letting u do ur idle animations (will always be grateful for mihoyo creating u like this), reading ur very limited (for now—) character story and going through ur voicelines

ur morning & about us (when he unlocks it) voiceline >>>>> his heart be running laps rn i swear

eventually he does begin to build u after much admiration on his end and at lvl 1 with lvl 20 artifacts, u already have 1.6k atk 🐥

now after he levels u and ur weapon to lvl 90, u have 2.8k atk 🐥

rip mobs <//3

he now plays u as his main dps 😌

the kit initially designed for u is meant to be more for support?? kinda like the whole ganyu or zhongli debate abt them being a dps or a support/sub dps ;-;

except ur more utility like venti or bennett

and even though the majority said at the beginning (aka, mihoyo, pretty much any other streamer and the larger part of the fanbase) that ur meant for support, he said fuck that and built u as his main dps

and i won’t lie, u do more damage than any of his characters, and ppl who co op with him

ur his pride and joy :’)

he went to take a look at ur consts to see if they were worth the rng suffering and, lo-and-behold,

they were

so now he’s using all his saved primos for u to try and get ur c6 const, along with making ur weapon r5 :’)

his chat gets a free view of him internally suffering when the gold light doesn’t come, and his external suffering when he loses the 50/50

in the end, he decided to whale for u <33

after nearly an hour, he has u to c6 and ur weapon to r5 ;-;

now all he’s been doing the whole stream is running around with u in open world, doing his daily farming, doing more domain and boss runs, exploring the new region (dragonspine) + ur story quest

he’s saving the event quest for another stream bc ✨content✨

in ur quest, he had multiple heart attacks and now has many, many screenshots <3

he now has a zoomed in pic of ur face as his twt pfp <33

okay so i also feel like he’s not all that bothered abt getting characters to friendship level 10 immediately and would rather let it happen through time

but obv ur not any other character *proceeds to debby ryan at u*

even if ur not fit for a particular domain or boss, he still puts u in the party so when collecting the blossom/rewards, u can get the friendship exp ;-;

he just wants ur name card so he can show off okay 🥺

when he lets his viewers pick out the playlist, 98% of the songs are from ur character demo theme

they just know him so well 😩

they also just wanna see the way he smiles when he hears it play but shhhhhh

now he just has his in-game avatar as u, and ur namecard too <33

also his signature is just ;

“ (y/n)’s favourite streamer ”

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact albedo #genshin albedo #albedo #albedo x reader #genshin albedo x reader #genshin impact albedo x reader #albedo headcanons #albedo scenarios #albedo fluff #i will now cry bc i cant talk at him for a week #this is my parting post #streaming dreams

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bunny-rambles · 2 years

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Christmas with your Genshin Boyfriend headcannons because I hate the full fics I wrote for them

Cw/tw: idk, cursing, rambles that might not make sense, this was just to get something out tbh, enjoy!

Albedo

Isn’t really that big of a fan of the holiday, but he puts on a brave face for Klee and pretends to enjoy it

Spends Christmas with you, Klee and Alice ! Isn’t a big fan of social interaction so he keeps to himself with you three, where he feels most comfortable.

Definitely makes Christmas cookies and manages to turn them into a masterpiece of culinary arts. Bonus - Solar isotoma and Dodoco cookies that taste like heaven and look just as good !!

I touched on this briefly in another post, but he’d make the snow creations you make together come to life, revelling in the joyful grin on your face

Definitely prefers giving gifts than receiving them, and most likely makes them himself instead of buying something, as he finds it gives his gift a much more personal touch.

I’d like to think Klee, you and Alice take the backseat or help out while Albedo is in the kitchen. Much like with his experiments, he doesn’t like it when he’s distracted or others interfere, so he tries his best to let you know that you are not welcome in the kitchen while his cooking. But due to his polite nature, he won’t outright tell you. You can just tell from his body language and facial expressions that he doesn’t exactly want you around at the moment.

It was 100% worth it though, the meal you had was delicious !!

Overall, he’s not very festive, but he uses this as time to spend with his loved ones and family, as he doesn’t usually have the time, so Christmas with him is pleasant and comfortable. Homey, would be the way I would describe it

Childe, Xiao, Diluc, Kaeya, Scara under the cut !!

Childe

Biggest damn kid when it comes to the holidays

Takes you to his homeland to spend it with his family ! His kin is huge, so be prepared for that.

Snowball fights are an absolute must. Don’t think they’re childish either, the harbinger sees this as a challenge just like any other. In other words, prepare for a fight to the death.

Loves both giving and receiving gifts, I think he’d really like receiving smaller things that are more personal, like sea shells from the beach you went to on your first date? Nothing too expensive, but he LOVES giving expensive gifts. Toys, jewellery, clothing, you name it, he’ll buy it no matter what the cost. (He just likes to flex,,,)

Cuddles by the fire, the two of you bundled up under a thick blanket with hot chocolates. Yes. Childe is all over you, by the way. Don’t think he’s not clingy because he definitely is.

I’m sorry, but have you seen his speciality dish? This man can’t cook for shit. You’ll have to do that, or at least, help his parents with the cooking while he entertains his siblings

Would be that one drunk family member singing karaoke at 2 in the morning when everyone wants to go to bed

Still lets his younger siblings believe in Santa, he wants their childhood to be as innocent and fun as possible, and that extends to Christmas as well

Overall, festive, full and fun and family oriented !!

Xiao

Does not get it

“Why... Why do you suddenly have horns?” Please Xiao they’re fake antlers.

If he has to pick, he would probably prefer receiving gifts. Only because he has absolutely no idea on what mortals like. Not to mention, it makes him feel fuzzy inside when you give him something because you actually thought of him and thought he would like it. It just,,, makes him feel appreciated.

Spends time with Zhongli, Ganyu, Hu Tao and Qiqi, as he sees them the closest to family that he can get. (Especially Zhongli, 100% sees him as a father figure)

Adepti don’t need to eat, so he doesn’t care what you cook, he’ll try anything as long as it’s not overly spicy. He’s not picky.

Snow is a bittersweet thing to see for him. On one hand, he’s happy you’re happy when you see it, but on the other it reminds him of events from the past he wants to keep there... Best stay away from it to not bring up any unwanted memories.

One thing he actually would really enjoy is, surprisingly, mistletoe! He won’t admit it, but he finds the sentiment behind it actually rather heartfelt. And he also gets kisses from you so what’s to hate-

Overall, confused but he’s got the right spirit.

Diluc

I really think he’d be into walking with you around Mondstat, hand in hand and enjoying the festive atmosphere.

He actually likes Christmas, it reminds him of happier times with his father and Kaeya when they were younger.

He has no preference on giving of receiving gifts, as long as he gets to see you smile

You’d think he was pretty grumpy, but he’s actually just enjoying everything quietly. But inside the mansion, it feels like stepping onto a children’s storybook

Has a huge tree, intricately decorated with baubles, tinsel and fairylights. There’s already presents wrapped neatly underneath. You know those big reindeers you get in animal crossing? Yeah, imagine those outside of the entrance.

He hates alcohol, so he tries to make an alcohol free mulled wine on year. It tasted awful, and he’s not touched it since.

Not a bad cook! You two cook together in the kitchen instead of the maids and it’s a very pleasant experience. You’re in charge of chopping and peeling while he’s in charge of actually cooking things. It’s a nice, comforting dynamic

You eat together at that huge table, but it doesn’t feel empty with the two of you chatting and laughing over the huge meal you both prepared together.

Christmas with Diluc is just,,, so nice. It’s never overbearing, it’s joyful. Peaceful, overall. Yes.

Kaeya

I’ll be real, I don’t think he’s that big of a fan. It just brings up painful memories of when things were better between him and Diluc.

Probably leaves Mondstat for the holidays so he can enjoy himself with you

Prefers receiving gifts, he just likes it when he’s spoiled, what can he say? But of course seeing your face light up whenever he gives you something is also something he enjoys.

Abuses mistletoe. Sly bastard just wants a kiss. Makes you feel bad if he doesn’t by giving you puppy eyes and a pout. Sly bastard x2

He loves Mondstat wine, but he hates mulled wine. It just,,, doesn’t taste right to him.

He’s... Okay, when it comes to cooking. I love him, but he’s just really average in the kitchen. Actually borders on being a bad cook. You’ll probably have to intervene.

He likes the whole ‘snuggly’ aspect of Christmas, the coziness of it all. He likes being on the couch with you, curling up by the fire while the two of you bask in each other’s company.

Christmas with Kaeya is simple, but just enough. And if you don’t like simple? Kaeya will make things much more extravagant. But personally, with his lifestyle, I just think he wants to chill when it comes to the holidays.

Scaramouche

Hates it

HATES IT.

Will tell people to shut the fuck up if he hears them singing, and glares at people enjoying themselves

Real life Scrooge.

If you like Christmas, tough shit, he’s not doing anything festive

Doesn’t care much for receiving or giving gifts, he wouldn’t admit this but your company is enough for him, he doesn’t care about anything else.

You do manage to get him to splash out when it comes to food, but don’t expect him to cook. He’ll either hire someone to cook or just take you out to a restaurant.

That’s all you’re getting out of him, sorry

Notes: Okay thank you for reading my brain rots and I hope you have a nice Christmas! And if you don’t celebrate it, then I hope you have a happy new year and a nice day nonetheless!! And if you have more brainrot, i don’t mind you sharing. Likes n reblogs are appreciated 💞

#genshin x yn #genshin x reader #genshin x you #albedo x y/n #albedo x reader #kaeya x reader #xiao x yn #xiao x reader #scara x reader #Diluc x reader #Diluc x yn #Diluc #albedo #kaeya #scara #xiao #childe x reader #Childe x yn

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pluviophile-imagines · 3 years

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Like The Dawn

in which a month after moving to mondstadt, you finish the prettiest damn ballgown you've ever made. and it'd be a shame not to wear it out—but you're still awfully new in town, and you're pretty sure your coworkers don't have invitations to the fancy gala being held by that elite winery just outside the city

luckily for you, it's a masquerade

diluc ragnvindr x reader

word count: 9.7k genre: fluff, modern au, vague cinderella vibes type: one-shot reader: neutral (no pronouns, neutral terms, fem clothing) warnings: mention (but no consumption) of alcohol, eat the rich note: this is a bday present for @tay-is-writing, and will likely be the only genshin fic i ever write. big thanks to @venexus, @megan-oppa, and @bluewritesmha for beta-ing

“you snuck into this gala, didn’t you?”

okay, that’s a reasonable assumption to take from that. he says it confidently, firmly, like he knows he’s right—yet he doesn’t sound accusatory at all. rather, his voice is full of that endeared tone, and he’s still struggling to keep back that big smile.

“maybe,” you reply coyishly, moving your leg subtly under your dress if only to watch how his eyes, as if he can’t help it, are drawn to the sparkle beneath the fabric and the teasing glimpse of your thigh. “You gonna tell on me?”

those eyes dart back up to you, mouth slack like he’s dazed as he leans back against the wall behind him. “no, I don’t think our host has to know.”

You find out about the masquerade a week after you move to Mondstadt.

“And nobody was going to tell me that there’s a masquerade happening next month?” You ask the question rhetorically as you enter your new apartment after work, flouncing in to greet one of your two roommates where she’s making dinner in the kitchen.

She glances back at you from the stove. “What, that gala that Dawn Winery puts on every year? Forget it, it’s invite-only, and the only people who’re gonna be there are the rich bastards that live down by the western harbor. The guest list’s hand picked by Diluc Ragnvindr. You can’t get in, and I don’t see why you’d want to, they can’t make for good company.”

Reaching over her shoulder to grab a raw cherry tomato from the strainer she’s keeping them in, you pop it in your mouth and then turn away. “I like parties, though. Big fancy parties where you have to dress up… I’ve got that gown I’m working on, you know.”

“I’m pretty sure you’ll get turned away at the door if you show up in a homemade gown. Not that I think your dress is poor quality.”

You hum slightly, neither an agreement nor a denial. “You haven’t seen it. Besides, getting into events like that is easy—you just put on a pout and look a little disheveled, and tell the bouncer that your date’s already inside. A masquerade’s even easier, they won’t even know my face.”

“Do you even have a mask to wear?”

“Nope!” You grab another tomato, leaning over the simmering pasta dish that she’s cooking to smell it. “I’ve got a month to make one, though. I’m thinking I’ll do a night sky theme, with a moon and stars and stuff. The dress is blue and silver, I think it’ll look nice.”

“You’re already determined to do this, huh?” Your roommate sounds exasperated. You only shoot her a grin.

“Oh, completely. It’ll be fun. I can make you a mask, too, if you wanna—”

“Absolutely not,” she interrupts you, causing you to cackle. “You’re on your own with this.”

That, you think, is a challenge if ever you’ve heard one.

You’d been making the dress for over three months now, which is a long time to be working on one project even for you. In your defense, you’ve been well preoccupied with the move from your small hometown to Mondstadt, the largest city in your region. It had been, admittedly, a bit of a rash decision, but one of your oldest friends happened to be looking for a roommate and you’d been accepted to a master’s program at your university’s downtown campus, so it seemed like a natural choice.

In the process of packing up all your things and moving out of your parents’ home for the first time ever, the dress (your magnum opus) was pushed to the background. Now that you’re settled in, it’s quick work to finish it off with enough time to spare to make the matching mask.

The dress is stunning. Made from layers and layers of midnight blue chiffon overtop a silver base, it fits your body perfectly and almost feels as if it’s made out of some magical material like stardust or seafoam. The bodice cuts across your chest with a single cape sleeve on your right arm, long and elegant, the same deep blue chiffon as the billowing skirt. The whole effect makes you feel like fairytale royalty.

Over the three weeks between your initial discovery of the masquerade and the event itself, you find suitable accessories with a combination of thrifting and modification—a statement sapphire pendant to bounce off of, a silver ear cuff and then a collection of dainty necklaces lacking in adornment some of which you use to decorate the ear cuff and the rest of which you connect together into an elaborate yet subtle body chain for your left thigh, visible through the dress’s slit as you walk. The look is completed with a pair of strappy silver stilettos, surprisingly comfortable to walk in. Altogether, you probably haven’t put more than $100 into the whole look, with the majority of the expenses going to the dress’s fabric (of which there is a lot).

The mask took you about a week to finish. You’re careful with it, allowing a bit of the perfectionism that you typically beat back to shine through knowing that pretty much every other person at the dance will have specially ordered their masks from Venice or something. Yours is made with papier mache around small-gauge hex wire that you’d asked your roommate to mold against your face and then trimmed to the proper shape; it fits you nicely, doesn’t hinder your eyesight too much, and you paint it to match the celestial theme of your dress—deep midnight blue speckled with silver stars and a matching crescent moon curving around your left eye, accented with slightly darker swirls. You finish it off by backing it with inky black fabric, attaching two matching ribbons made from the scraps of fabric left over by your dress, and by the time the paint has dried it’s impossible to tell that the thing is made with old newspapers and glue.

When you step out of your room on the night of the masquerade, your roommates and a friend are there to see you off. Your mask is already on, a small silver clutch in hand for your phone and keys, and all three members of your audience stare at you in amazement.

“How do I look?” you ask cheekily, already knowing (both from their reactions and your own confidence) what they’re thinking.

“Like a rich bastard,” said your roommate who had initially tried to talk you out of this. “In the best way possible, of course. I… can’t believe I’m saying this, but I think you might actually get in.”

You snort lightly. “Please, I told you, this shit’s easy. I do it all the time.”

“I never should have doubted you.”

Your friends wish you goodbye and good luck. You’re pretty sure they’re still partially expecting you to return in half an hour having been turned away at the door, but you set off anyway, calling up an uber with a driver who’s a little bit too curious about your outfit and destination for your comfort.

It’s funny how easily you slip into the masses, even while you’re still in the uber. He drops you off at the stone steps leading up to the large manor overlooking the vineyard, driving away with the hordes of other fancy black cars driven by chauffers and dropping off their own ornately dressed occupants. Nobody bats an eye at you, though you do turn a few heads.

You have a plan by the time you come up to the tables where two people are checking invitations. They’re right inside the manor’s doors, in an enormous hallway that opens up behind them into an unfathomably vaster ballroom. When it’s your turn to approach, you make a scene of checking your person for an invite.

“Oh my god, I didn’t—” you cut off your mumble, acting more desperate as you dig through your small clutch and then pat down your body, not particularly subtly turning your thigh to catch the light. You can feel the eyes of at least one person watching you; an older man, perhaps pushing 60. Not your type, but the right kind to help out a pretty young thing in distress. You pretend to give up, looking at the unamused bouncer before you apologetically. “I’m so sorry, I think I misplaced my invite.”

The bouncer rolls his eyes, and you genuinely feel sorry for him, but you’ve got the old guy behind you hook line and sinker so you know the poor worker won’t have to deal with you for long. You turn around, pouting, trying not to make it obvious that you’re making a beeline for the man who’s desperate to be your savior—and then you make eye contact with him, and you let your face brighten, and you know you’ve got it in the bag as he moves to make his way towards you.

And then someone else taps your shoulder.

You turn around in surprise, playing off the sudden anxiety it’s given you, to find a far younger man (a very tall, very handsome one) standing before you. He’s wearing a white suit with pastel blue accents, and it’s striking against his rich brown skin. His long blue hair drapes around his shoulder, and his face is half covered by an elaborate mask that looks to be made of pure ice; it stretches diagonally across the upper right half of his face, leaving his left eye and mouth uncovered but not his nose, and you note with slight surprise that it has no eye socket for his right eye to see through.

“Pardon me,” he begins, giving you a charming smile, “but I couldn’t help but overhear. You’ve lost your invitation?”

You nod eagerly, desperation clear in your voice as you answer. “My friend’s already inside, I must have left it in her purse, this tiny thing can hardly carry anything at all.” You lift your clutch and smile sheepishly.

“Well, we couldn’t have you miss the festivities. I’ll escort you in.”

“Oh, would you?” The relief in your voice makes him chuckle slightly. “Thank you, sir!”

“My pleasure.” He steps aside lightly, gesturing for you to join him at his side as he walks towards one of the other bouncers. “Always happy to come to the aid of such a lovely creature as yourself.”

You give him the flustered giggle you know he’s expecting from the compliment. This, you think, is far preferable to the old man you’d previously intended to rely upon. As your new escort approaches the bouncer, his hand comes to rest easily on the small of your back—nothing too overbearing, just the slightest touch.

“Kaeya Alberich,” he says to the woman before the two of you as he hands over his invite, then nods over at you, “plus one.”

The woman takes the invite, looks through the paper list in front of her to check off the name, and then waves the two of you through. Kaeya keeps his hand on your back as you step through the massive doors into the ballroom, and your breath is swept away by the enormous space.

You’re gawking at the ceiling when Kaeya chuckles from next to you.

“I take it you’ve never been here before.”

“No,” you say, distracted laughter bubbling up within you. “Never. I’m, uh, actually new in town.”

“Then let me be the first here to welcome you to Mondstadt! Our fair city is truly blessed to call someone as radiant as you one of its citizens.”

You snort, rolling your eyes at the over-the-top compliment. Kaeya is exactly the kind of person you’d expected to run into. He’s more bearable than most, though.

“Would you like me to help you find your friend?”

“No,” you rush to say, still more than a little enamored with the room around you. “Thank you for helping me in, but I wouldn’t want to hold you up for longer than I already have. I think I see her over near the staircase, anyway.”

“I’ll leave you to it, then.” You expect him to leave, but as his hand leaves your back and he turns around, you feel him lean in and he mutters to you, so low that you know nobody else could possibly hear, “Have fun, party crasher.”

You whip about, but he’s gone before you can blink, melted into the crowd. You’re left slack-jawed and scanning around for him, but he’s nowhere to be found.

Perhaps you ought to be more concerned by that, but he’d sounded more amused than anything, like he genuinely was wishing you a good time. And he had gotten you in, why would he do that only to go tell security to bring you back out?

Besides, you have a room to look around in awe of.

It’s absolutely vast, almost unfathomably so, the ceilings stretching high up with columns and arches in between, enormous stained glass windows letting in the very last of the setting sun’s light. You can see the vineyard outside each one if you try hard enough and look through the whiter glass, and you think of how gorgeous it must be during the day. There’s floral arrangements on the walls, three gigantic chandeliers (two on either side of the hall and one even larger at the center), and all the warm lighting is multiplied by the reflections in the glass windows and skylights and the marble floor.

There’s easily hundreds of guests inside, talking to each other and dancing at the center and retrieving little hors d'oeuvres from the roaming waiters (each one in the same standard black and white tuxedo and black domino mask). Every person is in an elaborate suit or dress, matched impeccably to an equally elaborate mask. You find yourself inspecting the different dresses, critiquing the silhouettes and the craftsmanship; you might not know much about Venetian masks like they’re all wearing, but you know your way around an evening gown.

You wander in further, taking in the whole room. You notice that the enormous ornate staircase at the far end of the room leads up to a small second story, two balconies on either end, with countless large double glass doors separated by the very same columns continued above open wide to the cool evening air. Eventually, you think, you might just wander up there and take a better look at the vineyard.

As you look around up at the ceiling and walls, however, you find yourself too engrossed in the scenery to realize until too late that you’re unwittingly making a beeline for a guest.

You stumble squarely into a sturdy figure—so sturdy, absurdly so, that he barely moves an inch and the momentum sends you barrelling uncontrollably towards the ballroom’s dense marble floor. Luckily for you, the brick wall of a man that you’ve run into miraculously also has the reflexes of a saint. A strong arm catches you, steady around your waist as the opposite hand finds your shoulder and helps you catch your balance. You’re already talking before they’re removed, voice breathless and apologetic.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention at all, I should have been looking where I was—” you cut yourself off upon finally getting a solid look of him, train of thought suddenly breaking at the sight of his outfit (or, more specifically, what he’s wearing on his face). You grin, laughing slightly as you point at his mask and say, “Hey, we’re matching!”

He’s wearing an impeccable three-piece suit complete with suede gloves—every part down to the crisp shirt and satiny tie is an inky jet-black, save for the intricate gold embroidery swirling across those broad shoulders and etched along the base of the cuffs as well as around the collar and down the lapel. It’s striking, especially in conjunction with his bright red hair (longer, you realize, than you’d initially thought; it’s pulled up high and still brushes his shoulders, clearly well-kept and appearing soft).

But his mask is what made you take note. It’s color-matched perfectly with the gold of his clothes, expertly made just like the suit, and it’s themed like the sun. His left eye pokes out from puffy clouds seemingly illuminated by the gilded glow of dawn, and his right eye is haloed by a fiery sun with rays that fade out to just a hint of the same red as his hair.

The sun to your moon. It’s cute, you think.

Apparently he doesn’t agree, because he doesn’t crack a smile. He doesn’t even speak; he just nods at you and then turns away. You’re left alone and slightly insulted, staring at his large back as it melts into the opulent crowd.

It’s an instance that you’d normally just brush off. Annoying, perhaps, but nothing to write home about; you’re at a fancy rich person party, and fancy rich people aren’t exactly known for being polite, so you’re well used to it at these things.

You busy yourself with a combination of people watching and attempting to eat every type of hors d'oeuvre available, floating around the room nabbing little canapés from platters offered by the servers. You thank them quietly every time, and try not to sound too much like you’re in a porno as you dig in. It feels like every bite you’ve taken has been worth more than you’d make in a month, and you’re not entirely complaining about getting to enjoy caviar and truffles along with all manner of spreads on little toasted baguettes. There’s miniature quiches too, flaky and moist in the nicest ways.

Of course, it is a winery, and there’s plenty of servers around with platters of different wines—red and white and sparkling, and little champagne flutes full of what you’ve been told is Dawn Winery’s specialty dandelion wine. You don’t partake, though at times it feels like the servers are pressing a bit much.

You also take in the people, admiring the masks that all seem to be so intricately made. You wonder, though you’re fairly certain it’s the case, if most of them have had the face coverings made in Venice by fine leatherworkers and craftsmen. There are so many different designs, brightly colored, from the manner in which they’ve been decorated to the very way they’re held to the face—many of the women, you note, have theirs attached to poles so that they can easily remove or replace them. It’s smart, and you’d considered it, but then decided that maintaining anonymity is probably more of a good thing in your circumstances.

With all the people watching, you eventually begin to see familiar faces. One of them happens to be Kaeya; you’re pretty sure he finds you, actually, and drags you out onto the dance floor to waltz with him (you tell him that you don’t know how to waltz, and he assures you that he’s good enough for the both of you, which to be fair he is as he leads you through the motions for a good few minutes, but then he seems to give up and the two of you stumble blindly into other dancing couples as you dissolve into laughter).

It’s the waltzing with Kaeya (if you could even call it that) that makes you notice the man you’d run into a while ago.

You’re a little surprised that it takes you so long to do so; he’s so big, and with that eye-catching red hair he seems like he’d be hard to miss. But apparently he has a small enough presence that it takes him glowering at you and your brief dance partner for you to realize he’s been watching you all night.

Kaeya lets you go after you’ve bulldozed through half the people on the dance floor and he disappears just like he’d done after he’d gotten you in. You’re left slightly disheveled and stumbling a little; making your way over to a stained-glass laden wall, you brace yourself against it to fix up your shoes and the body chain around your thigh, and then you shove off to continue your rounds for food. You’d seen people eating what looked almost like a tiny boring taco and you want to try it for yourself.

As you head off, however, you find your eyes gravitating towards that redhead, finding him on the dancefloor now with a woman in a pretty pastel purple dress. For half a moment, your eyes meet, but then he’s turning and you avert your own eyes in an attempt to quell how much it flusters you.

You find your tiny boring taco and find, much to your chagrin, that it lives up to the name you’ve given it—it is tiny and boring, the only notable thing about it being that the shell had a nice crunch. To wash it down, you’re given one of those pretty crystal flutes full of dandelion wine, and though you know you’re not much of a fan of alcohol you take it anyway in the mild hopes that it’ll be tolerable. Upon giving it a cursory whiff, you deem it not, but then you’re left with a full glass of the stuff and you feel awkward putting it down somewhere.

The sun has fully set now. What little golden light that had been shining through the stained glass is gone, and you decide that your next move will be to check out those balconies on the second floor.

You wonder, briefly, if they’re for romantic rendezvous. You know it’s silly, but there’s a part of you that imagines you’re some noble meeting up with an illicit affair at a royal ball; a part of you that imagines there’s a prince waiting in one of those alcoves to sweep you off your feet. It’s a cute idea, but as you scale the grand staircase you’re also glad that there’s very few people up on the second story, and that the balcony you choose is empty.

It’s quiet up on the second story, and doubly so out on the balcony. Despite the open doors (they’re truly massive now that you can see them up close) the sounds are still dampened, and you’re actually fairly thankful for that. The constant chatter and the music playing had been getting to you.

When you exit through the doors, you find yourself on a small personal balcony, a half-circle around the doorway with a wooden balustrade, a wide railing held up by palatial columns. You approach it, leaning forward to brace yourself upon it with your forearms and look out over the edge.

The vineyard below is drenched in darkness, which is only to be expected considering it’s well past sundown. You can barely make out the rows and rows of trellises and grapevines in the inky black. If you focus hard enough, you can see big trees lining the paths through the crops, and in the distance a large, looming structure too far away to see in this light. Despite how dark it is, you can tell that the scenery is gorgeous.

You’re enthralled for a moment, setting your flute of dandelion wine down on the balustrade so that you can lean fully on it and gazing out towards the end of the massive property. It’s too bad that you’ll never get to see it in the daylight like this, up on a fancy balcony like you’re royalty. No, you’ll only get to see the vineyard again distantly on some back road you’ll take to leave the city or something. Despite the fact that they’re audible where you are, conversing and dancing well within eyesight, the other attendees of this masquerade live a completely different world of privilege and ease, and it’s hard to mask the sudden upwell of envy and bitterness that overcomes you.

“Oh.”

A deep, calm voice breaks you from your thoughts and makes you whip around in surprise.

Silhouetted in the doorway stands the man you’d run into earlier. Somehow he seems even taller with the dramatic lighting—you think he’s well over six foot but it’s not as if you have any thing of a reasonable size for comparison, considering how abnormally large the opulent double doors he’s standing next to are—though his towering height might also have to do with the fact that he’s standing stock-straight with the kind of pristine posture you’d ordinarily associate with childish stories where some normal teenage girl finds out she’s a princess and has to be taught with books on her head and a greying old teacher swatting at her hand with a ruler.

“My apologies. I didn’t realize...” He trails off, half interrupted by you.

“Bullshit.” Leaning back against the railing, you fix him with a glare. “Why are you following me?”

You wait for the other shoe to drop, wait for him to say it—”I know you don’t belong here,” or “You’re party crashing,” perhaps pointing at a loose stitch in your dress or the thrifted stilettos adorning your feet.

Instead, he seems taken aback, stepping backwards slightly and blinking from behind the mask. “I’m not.”

“Why’d you come out here, then?” you snap back, crossing your arms.

He hesitates, glancing back at the ballroom like he wants to leave (you want him to leave, to let you observe the scenery in peace while you have the chance), but then he seems to catch sight of something and takes three quick steps solidly out onto the balcony and then sideways, out of view of anyone inside. His right hand moves to his left, fingers slipping under his sleeve to tug at the edge of the glove tucked beneath it.

You raise an eyebrow, scanning the room within in vague hopes to see what he’s hiding from, but it’s too crowded and the faces are too strange for you to take note of anyone.

“Why are you out here?”

The man’s countering question snaps your attention back to him. He’s composed himself again, spine straight and those broad shoulders rolled back in that same impeccable posture that makes you want to side-eye him.

“I asked you first,” you settle upon saying—it’s childish, sure, but you’re feeling immature.

He seems to ponder your demand for a moment, staring at you stoically while you stand there unyielding. Finally, he moves, turning and peeking just barely into the doorway before seemingly finding what he wanted and turning back to you. “Marie Imunlaukr.”

“You say as if I should know the name?”

Somehow even with the mask you can tell he’s raising an eyebrow. “Yes.”

“I’m new to the city, my guy. You think my first order of business is memorizing the Imunlaukr family tree?” You’ve butchered the name on purpose—the accent’s entirely off, emphasis on the wrong syllable, but your attempt at humor goes over his head, which is a feat considering how stupidly tall he is. He doesn’t even crack a smile over it.

“She has three daughters,” he tells you, like it’s an explanation. The look you give him—despite the mask on your face—apparently says everything you want it to say, because he continues before you can speak. “She’s been insisting I dance with them all evening, one after the other.”

“Oh, how horrible.” You lift your hand, pressing the back to your forehead and tilting your head back as if you were about to faint. “Being forced to dance with beautiful young women dressed to the nines, however will you survive this night?”

“Yes, well, I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”

“Excuse you?” You wrinkle your nose, not entirely exaggerating the offense. “You know nothing about me, maybe I’ve been dancing with beautiful young women dressed to the nines all night—didn’t think of that, did you?”

“You haven’t. You’ve simply been wandering about. You spent a lot of time waving down waiters for food, but,” he looks pointedly at the crystal flute of dandelion wine resting on the wood right next to your elbow, “you haven’t taken a single sip of that dandelion wine.”

“So you have been following me,” you accuse again. “Or watching me anyway, creep.”

Apparently taken by surprise again, he blinks once more, face still so very frigid. “No. I just keep noticing you around the ballroom.”

“Why’s that, then?”

“You’re hard to miss.”

It’s strange. If you didn’t know any better you’d think he was trying to flirt with you—or testing the waters to see how receptive you are to it, anyway—but the words aren’t spoken with the arrogant lilt you’re so used to at events like these, and they’re not accompanied by those horrid smirks that men like him love to employ. Rather, they’re said matter-of-factly, as if you should know very well that you’re attracting attention in such a manner. Yet you can’t be attracting that much attention, because everyone else has been ignoring you. It’s only been this fiery-haired man staring at you from across the room.

Apparently, you spend too long pondering over his last statement because he breaks you from your train of thought.

“Your turn.”

“My turn?”

He nods. “I told you why I left the ballroom. Now you tell me why you did.”

You eye him, still not entirely convinced that it had been coincidence and he hadn’t followed you, but he has a point. So you turn slightly and gesture out at the grapes below. “Came to see the view.”

He’s quiet for a moment. You glance back at him to find him staring at you, not unlike the way you’d been catching him doing in the ballroom, but up close you can see how his eyes are locked on the way the body chain on your upper thigh sparkles through your dress and draws attention to your leg through the slit. In the dark, with the golden light of the ballroom behind him, you think it’s probably even more striking.

When he realizes you’ve noticed his staring, his eyes jump to your face and he stands straighter, rolling those shoulders back and clearing his throat. “I can’t say there’s much to see out here at night.”

There’s a quip on the tip of your tongue, a tease about how he certainly thinks there’s a view of some kind from how he’d just eyed you up, but you can’t figure him out well enough to properly gauge how he’d react.

“Well, I won’t have another chance to see it, so I’m not wasting this.”

His brow furrows beneath his mask. “If you got an invitation for tonight you should be on the guest list for future events. Not all of them are this late.”

You hum lightly, not really wanting to conjure up an excuse so instead choosing to turn your back on him and lean over the balustrade again. Behind you, your newfound companion shifts, then approaches the barricade about a foot away from you to mirror your position with forearms leaning against it and hands laced together.

“I mean it,” he says quietly. “This is nothing compared to how it looks in the daylight, especially at sunset.”

“You come often, then?”

He reaches over with his right hand to tug at his glove again. It’s the second time he’s done it; your eyes are drawn there, quietly wondering what his hands might look like beneath the lavish suede. They’re large, with long fingers, and you’d imagine soft and fairly well manicured from the rest of his appearance; you wonder if the gloves are a part of his normal wear. He seems like the type.

“You could say that.”

“That has got to be the most vague response you could possibly give, big man.”

“I do,” he corrects, then glances down at the flute of dandelion wine. “You really haven’t even tried a taste of that.”

“I’m not much of a wine person.”

“I wouldn’t say I am either. However, dandelion wine is unique.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Do you like it?”

“Not particularly.”

“Then I stand by my decision. Besides, I meant I’m more of a designated driver than a drinker—less about it being wine and more about it being alcohol.”

“Ah. I understand.”

“I just took it to be polite, and it was in fancier crystal so I just decided it’d be more interesting. I think it suits me.” It’s true; the flute sparkles in the light not unlike your jewelry. It almost matches. “Not entirely sure why, but I’m not complaining.”

“The Dawn Winery is known for its dandelion wine,” your companion says simply.

You almost feel condescended to, so perhaps that’s why you wrinkle your nose and hold up the glass in your hand as you look out over the vineyard below. “Okay, but you don’t use grapes to make dandelion wine, right? Like, it’s just dandelions.”

It gets you the closest thing to a laugh you think the man is capable of. The corners of his lips quirk up subtly, just the tiniest hint of a smile, but it somehow seems genuine rather than snide. “They make traditional wine, too. That would be why they’re serving it.”

You turn to him and raise an eyebrow, forgetting that he definitely can’t see your expression due to the mask, but he seems to get the gist as he takes three long strides to stand next to you leaning on the balcony and point out over it, into the dark night, where you finally catch sight of a large, looming building beyond the lines of sturdy trellises.

“The dandelions are grown there.”

A greenhouse, then. You wonder what it looks like—likely not some aesthetically appealing, pretty glass-paned thing with blooming flowers, but a commercial one, likely made of plastic.

“I don’t get it,” you announce.

“You don’t get what?”

“The appeal. I’ve had dandelion wine—real dandelion wine, homemade with the weeds my parents and I dug up from the garden.” You tap your fingers on the wood balustrade, resting your other elbow upon it to perch your chin within your hand as you frown at the scene before you. “We’d harvest them from our yard, the whole thing’s edible you know. Leaves in salads or sauteed depending on how old they were, roots as tea, and yeah we’d make wine from the flowers but I always thought it was a waste because what they really belong in is fritters.”

“So you don’t get the appeal because… you think a winery should be selling dandelion flowers covered in batter and hand-fried?” He really is amused, voice thick with something like endearment.

“No,” you say, though you’re not entirely annoyed that he seems to be letting loose even just a little. “I just think fritters are a better use for them. But what I really meant was, like, dandelions grow everywhere! Just pluck a bunch from your garden—freeze ‘em if the first harvest isn’t enough—and make your own! What’s the point in buying some overpriced artisanal whatever when you can make it yourself?”

“Well, I’d say the point is to buy some overpriced artisanal whatever.”

He copies your exact intonation, and you might take issue with it but you’re kind of liking how clearly enamored he is by you and your little rant. Still, you roll your eyes, a smile remaining on your face.

“All right, rich boy. I see now.”

“See what?” He’s faking innocence, widening his eyes behind the mask and slackening his mouth in a picture of faux question.

You open your mouth to respond, but before you can there’s a mild commotion from behind you. You turn back, attention drawn by a pair of women—one middle-aged and the other a bit younger than you, perhaps just out of high school—speaking as they storm past the balcony you’re currently on.

Next to you, your companion lurches backward, stumbling just slightly as he takes a large step and presses his back to the wall. You raise a single eyebrow at him. Inside, you hear the two women speaking.

“He’s probably working, mom,” the younger of the pair is saying.

“He’s probably in some dark corner with his tongue down the throat of one of the maids.” Her mother huffs.

“I doubt that. It’s fine, you made us dance three times already. I don’t think one more will have an impact.”

“The final one before the night ends will be the most memorable. He can’t hide for that long.”

With that slightly ominous end, they get too far away to hear. Across from you, your companion (who you’re certain is the very man they’d been discussing) lets out a sigh of relief, though when he turns back to you he still seems a bit stressed.

You lean in slightly, speaking in a stage whisper loud enough for him to hear. “Why didn’t you tell me you had your tongue down a maid’s throat this whole time? I would have given you some privacy.”

While you’d been trying to simply alleviate the tension, what you get is far better. He laughs.

It’s not a full laugh, just a quiet exhale from his nose, but combined with that slight upturn at the corners of his lips (and the way he’s looking at you) it’s unmistakable. You can’t help your own smile, both at the action and at the way the tension in his shoulders eases.

“I assure you I’ve never done that in my life.”

“Somehow I don’t doubt it.” Now that you’ve turned around, though, you’re feeling the effects of standing still for so long. You sigh regretfully. “Wish they’d put a bench or something out here. My heels are killing me.”

“There are chairs inside if you want.”

“Aww, but it’s so loud in there.” You pout at him. “We wouldn’t be able to talk.”

“A pity. Suffer, then.”

You blink, surprised, and then you giggle at the joke. “Rude. I’ll just sit on the ground.”

He lifts an eyebrow at you, and though you’d been partially joking you decide from the look he’s giving you that you’re going to go through with it. Carefully as you ease down, you maintain eye contact as a challenge to make him watch you fall to your knees and then rest fully on the ground with your skirt billowing around you, back against the wooden railing behind you. He’s clearly more than amused, fighting back a larger smile than you’ve ever seen from him before.

“You snuck into this gala, didn’t you?”

Okay, that’s a reasonable assumption to take from that. He says it confidently, firmly, like he knows he’s right—yet he doesn’t sound accusatory at all. Rather, his voice is full of that endeared tone, and he’s still struggling to keep back that big smile.

“Maybe,” you reply coyishly, moving your leg subtly under your dress if only to watch how his eyes, as if he can’t help it, are drawn to the sparkle beneath the fabric and the teasing glimpse of your thigh. “You gonna tell on me?”

Those eyes dart back up to you, mouth slack like he’s dazed as he leans back against the wall behind him. “No, I don’t think our host has to know.”

“What a bad boy, helping a party crasher. You like me that much?”

“I suppose you’re a bad influence.”

“Mmm, perhaps. But if you’ll let me influence you further, come sit down with me.”

You’re kidding mostly, not expecting him to comply, so you’re delightfully surprised as he shakes his head and obeys your request by easing himself down across from you. How that exchange managed to convince him and all his prim and proper appearance to join you on the floor you don’t know, but you’re more than thankful. Though he maintains his impressive posture, he lets his long legs stretch out before him, bent slightly at the knee so as not to crowd you or invade your space. You find yourself shifting, moving your own legs to lay tucked next to you with the left overtop and the gown’s slit exposing just enough skin to be tantalizing.

His attention is drawn there, but he plays it off well, gaze rising to meet yours and gesturing at you. “You paid for a ball gown and a mask just to sneak in?”

“Oh, no, I made this ol’ girl. Took about four months, but it would have been faster if I hadn’t had to move. Not to mention I kinda procrastinated by making three other dresses… those are more casual,” you rush to say, laughing. “Two began as attempts at a draft for this and the other was made from scraps.”

“If they’re anything like the one you’re wearing I’m sure you look just as ravishing in them.”

Somehow, that sentence bowls you over. You’ve decided that he truly is flirting, but it takes you aback every time—it’s the strangest thing, because any change in the way he’d said it might have turned you away, but he’s so genuine that you can’t help but be flattered. For whatever reason, it’s obvious that he means it, and it’s odd that you’re so affected by the idea that he thinks you’re “ravishing” in your dress.

You think about it so long, probably staring bug-eyed and slightly gaping at him, that he pipes up before you can respond.

“So…” he trails off, tugging at his left glove again—you’ve lost count of how many times he’s done it. “You snuck in to show off your work?”

You blink at him, not entirely comprehending what he means until it suddenly hits you. “Oh! Like to gain customers? Man, that would’ve been smart…”

Your face is hot, embarrassed at making a fool of yourself in front of him, but that statement gets you your second laugh of the night.

It’s still that soft, quick exhale from his nose, nothing you’d really enjoy from someone who wasn’t a stoic, unsmiling motherfucker like the man before you. And though it’s at your expense, the warmth in your face is solidly not caused by embarrassment anymore—you find yourself almost fantasizing about making him laugh for real.

“Why did you come, then?” he asks you. He tilts his head slightly, like a confused puppy. It’s kind of cute.

You shrug, a simple toss of your shoulders as you stare out into the ballroom where the party is still in full swing. “I finished the dress and I thought it’d just be a shame not to wear it out. This masquerade seemed like as good a place as any—I mean, everyone’s wearing masks. Plus, well, you weren’t entirely wrong when you first came out here. The food’s a draw.”

“You like good food?”

“I do, quite a bit, yeah. And I don’t really get opportunities to have the kind of fancy stuff they’re serving here.” You cross your arms playfully. “Why’re you asking me so many questions about myself, then? Finally gonna turn me in to whoever’s running this show?”

“No.” There’s amusement in his voice, and you like it a lot, the way he’s letting his guard down slightly. “I just want to know more about you. You’re… enthralling.”

Something about the way he’s staring at you, and the way his mouth remains quirked in that charming little smile, makes the heat in your face intensify. You have to avert your gaze, still so very unused to him, but you can still feel his eyes on you and you’re not entirely opposed to it.

“You’re getting bold, big man,” you say, biting back a smile.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Not at all.”

The two of you fall quiet for a moment—nothing uncomfortable, exactly, as you shuffle just slightly closer to him and his eyes seem to inspect your face.

A brisk breeze rustles the trees nearby. It sweeps through the layers of chiffon that brush your ankles, caressing your bare left arm as it catches the long cape sleeve of the right, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. Inadvertently, a shiver rushes down your spine, and you’re suddenly disappointed that it’s nighttime for another reason—you haven’t dressed for the weather.

“Cold?”

You blink, having to purposefully snap yourself out of your daze at your companion’s question. “Mhm, a little…”

Shifting across from you, he pushes off the wall, and you’re mildly surprised as he lifts his hands to his lapels and shrugs that finely made dress coat off his broad shoulders. He then leans over and closes the gap between you to hover over your body and drape the heavy fabric around your torso. He’s notably chaste about it, gloved fingers only just briefly brushing your shoulders as he lets go and then pulls back to settle back down against the wall again.

You reach up to hold the garment around you, more than thankful for the warmth that it immediately provides and admiring the intricate embroidery that you’ve now been granted a closer look at, running your thumb over the gilded thread. You’re so used to his type dousing themselves with absurdly expensive cologne, but the jacket really just smells clean, with maybe a little hint of hair product. It’s unexpectedly nice.

“Ah, so he’s a gentleman. They teach you that move in boarding school?” you tease, voice lilting. It’s only half a joke, though; you really do appreciate the gesture, not the least because the garment is heavy and nicely made and feels really good on your shoulders, cutting through the wind’s soft chill easily.

“No,” he replies simply, right hand sliding over to tug at his left glove. Now that he’s been left in just his dress shirt, you’re awarded a peek at a sliver of skin, his wrist, and you find yourself wondering about his hands again.

Maybe you’d been wrong about them being soft and hidden beneath gloves at all times; maybe they’re calloused, maybe you’re selling him short and he has done some manual labor in his life. He certainly seems fit enough.

“What about your mask?”

Your attention snaps from his hands to his face. “What about it?”

“You made your dress, did you make your mask, too?”

You nod.

“Then you can work with leather, too? Awfully multitalented.”

It takes you a moment to follow the question, not really understanding how he got to leather from your papier mache mask, but then you realize that his must be leather and you’ve done such a good job with yours that he’s naturally assumed it is, too. “Oh! No, no this is papier mache. I’m flattered you thought otherwise, though.”

He blinks. “It is? That’s incredible, I never would have known.”

“Thank you. I wish I could work with leather, though.” You think back to all the masks you’d seen around the ballroom earlier that night. “I kept looking at everyone back inside and wanting to take a closer look.”

Shifting a little, your companion tilts his head slightly, gesturing up at his own face. “Would you like to see mine?”

Your eyes widen in surprise and excitement, lips parting as you sit up and shift your own posture so your sitting on your heels. “Would I? Please!”

He lifts his hand to remove the mask. You reach for it giddily, rising up on your knees to get closer. That small half-smile graces his lips as he hands it over, and you take it from him as if it’s made of glass, marveling at it as you turn it over to inspect the craftsmanship.

“I’ve always loved leatherwork,” you sigh. The mask is expertly made, not that you expected anything less. You’re certain it fits his face like a second skin. Allowing yourself to trace your thumb along the features, you turn it over and look at the back—the leather is brown underneath whatever treatment had been done to make the outside gold, and the skin of your thumb catches on the painted clouds and sun as you run it over the outward surface. It ties with two red silk ribbons—the same color as his hair, certainly to blend in when he has it on—attached to eyelets on either side. You thread your fingers through them, wistful, because you’re sure the ribbon alone probably cost more than everything you currently wear.

For a moment, you debate removing your own mask and trying it on. That thought is dashed from your mind, however, when your gaze lifts from the gorgeous paint and falls upon your companion.

His eyes are locked on where your hand is still tangled in the ribbon, which you take advantage of to inspect his face. It’s kind of amazing how much the mask concealed considering just how fitted it was to the man’s facial features. He’s handsome. Annoyingly so—you’re so used to these rich, arrogant men attempting to flirt with you being ugly as sin, thinking an expensive suit and cufflinks can make up for their rancid personalities and receding hairlines. Just like all those bold yet courteous comments that seem to be his brand of flirting, he breaks the mold by looking like a goddamn model with thick lashes and sculpted cheekbones and that jawline (which, admittedly, wasn’t covered by the mask but it’s hard not to take note now that you’re inspecting his appearence). Without the mask you can see how nicely his bangs frame his pretty face, and you think that the high ponytail he’s pulled his hair up in—which has stayed so very pristine for all the hours you’ve been seeing him—looks so nice now that the facial covering has been removed. The attractiveness matches his stupidly large frame, you suppose, in that they’re unusual for men you find when you do this kind of thing. Rich people shouldn’t be allowed to be hot.

You realize then that he’s dropped the stiff, perfect posture he’d been retaining even when the two of you first sat down—instead he’s shifted, one long leg sprawled out and stretching so close you could place a hand on his calf, the other bent so that he can rest one arm across it as he seems to lean in towards you.

And his eyes (they’re such a pretty deep brown now that you can see them) still haven’t moved from your hand.

He apparently seems to realize that you’re staring at him then, because his gaze suddenly averts and then comes back to meet your own eye, blinking silently as if breaking himself from a daze. His mouth parts slightly, Adam's apple bobbing thickly.

“We should—” He breaks off, clears his throat, shakes his head—then pulls that extended leg back towards his body. “We should probably go back in. It’s getting late.”

You pout (mostly because you like the way his eyes are drawn to your lower lip, the way they stare at it), but nod in agreement. Expecting him to ask for you to return the mask you’re still holding, you’re surprised when he simply rises to his feet. It takes you a moment due to your gown and the brainpower required to make sure you don’t flash your companion, but you manage to maneuver yourself to a position where you can follow his lead. By the time you’ve untucked your legs from beneath you his hand is before your face.

You look at it, then divert your gaze upward to meet his eyes. He’s standing taller than you remember (those legs are freakishly long) but it’s probably not hindered by the stark-straight posture you’d forgotten about. The hand before you is palm up, clearly an offer to help you to your feet, and the other arm is tucked neatly behind his back. It’s almost like he’s offering a dance.

Taking it, you’re not surprised when he effortlessly pulls you to your feet, considering the way he’d so easily caught you during your first encounter this evening (damn, it feels so long ago). A giddy feeling still rushes through you at the thought of his strength, though—that’s new, you hadn’t felt like some blushing high schooler when you’d run into him before.

You are surprised when he doesn’t let go, though. His fingers feel large against yours, wrapped around them like he’s some fairytale prince. That comparison is only hammered home when he leans down and kisses the back of your hand.

It’s stupid how much it affects you. You’re entirely flustered, face burning hot as your mind fogs up in surprise. He doesn’t abandon that pristine posture, back straight as he bows at the waist and presses his lips to your hand. Your skin is set alight by the touch. He glances up at you through his eyelashes and you’re terrified that he might somehow be able to hear your rapidly beating heart.

“Diluc,” he says finally, lips brushing against your skin when he speaks.

“Huh?” All too focused on the hand he’s still holding and the lingering feeling of the kiss, the word makes no sense to your addled brain.

“Diluc Ragnvindr,” he repeats, that now-familiar subtle smile gracing his lips (they’re soft—so soft, unbelievably soft, what the fuck) as he straightens up to his full, substantial height. “My name.”

“O—Oh,” you stutter out. The name rings a distant bell, but your mind is still too foggy to fully think it through.

You’re still slightly dazed and more than a little flustered when he—Diluc—still doesn’t let go of your hand. Instead, he turns around and maneuvers his grasp on it to fully hold it. He leads you through the doorway and starts off… somewhere, you don’t know where, but the steady hold he has on your hand and the way he guides you through the ballroom with ease make you decide to follow him wherever it might be. It’s certainly down on the first floor as he makes his way to the grand staircase and pulls you down the stairs after him, moving gently and slowly so that you don’t fall.

You’ve left your glass of dandelion wine out on the balcony, you realize suddenly, but you don’t care enough to go back and retrieve it. It’s not as if you’d been drinking it, anyway.

When he reaches the bottom of the steps, Diluc stops abruptly. You very nearly run square into his broad back, but he reacts quickly, moving his arm to pull you next to him rather than letting your momentum carry you. You wonder for a brief moment why, but then you see him looking directly at a blonde woman currently making a beeline for the two of you. She’s not dressed for this kind of party, in fact you think she’s in a maid dress, but her focus is locked on your companion.

Next to you, he sighs in mild chagrin. “It seems I’ve been sorely missed.”

“Who’s that?” you ask.

“She’s in charge of the event,” he tells you smoothly, as if you should know why the event planner would want to talk with him.

It hits you when he lets go of your hand and meets the woman halfway. You vaguely hear him greet her as Adelinde, too preoccupied by the sudden realization of why his name sounded so familiar to even attempt to eavesdrop.

Diluc Ragnvindr. The owner of the damn winery you’re currently in. You’d just spent the night talking to the host of the party you’d crashed.

You think you might have to sit down again. Had he been leading you out, then? Is he intending to make you leave? Sure, the exit’s in the general direction of where he’d been headed—but, damn, you’d been having such a nice time. And you’d thought he agreed. He’d kissed your hand like a Disney prince, he’d given you his jacket and it’s still on your shoulders now.

He keeps looking back at you periodically, even as Adelinde urgently discusses some presumably party-related topic with him and forces him to tear his eyes from you every time he allows himself to peek.

Why? Is he making sure not to lose you so that he can truly escort you out? Or… does he want you to stay? You can’t tell at all, dumb stoic bastard.

The best choice, you decide, is to leave of your own accord. If he really is trying to make you leave, then you’ll save the embarrassment of being escorted out. But if he truly has been returning your affections like you swear he was all night, then well… a mysterious masked stranger showing up, stealing his heart, and then disappearing into the night is awfully memorable, right?

Plus, well, you’ve always been a sucker for drama.

You feel kind of like you’re in a movie—like you’re a hot superspy escaping after successfully seducing and poisoning their target or something. With his back turned, you quietly slip back into the ballroom, moving swiftly and on your tip-toes so he can’t hear the tapping of your heels against the marble floor.

By the time he realizes you’ve left, you’re already at the other side of the hall. You watch him turn away from Adelinde to find you gone and then immediately attempt to search for you, whirling about almost desperately to scan around the room. Then he catches your eye, and a thrill rushes through you as he stills, rolling those broad shoulders back to stand tall, that perfect posture returning like he wants to impress you. You bite your lip, the giddy grin stretching across your mouth impossible to contain. Blowing him a farewell kiss, you turn heel and dart out.

There’s half a moment, as you exit those enormous double doors and open into the hall, where you think you might get lost in this huge manor. Then there’s half a moment where you want to do it on purpose—lead Diluc out of the ballroom for greater privacy than even the balcony provided. But instead you turn towards the main entrance and dart out, dashing down the steps toward the main road.

You keep going a good few blocks, solidly far enough away that you can pause for a moment and take off your mask to call an uber. Even as you stand and wait, even in the car on the way back to your apartment, it hasn’t fully sunk in; you’re still buzzing with adrenaline, and your hand is still tingling (the palm and the base of your fingers where Diluc had taken hold, and the back where his lips had touched it). You feel like goddamn royalty in your hand-sewed dress and thrifted accessories.

You burst through your front door but, upon realizing that it’s far too late at night and your roommates are most definitely asleep, you hush yourself, stifling the giggles that are bubbling up within you like some high schooler coming home from prom as you make your way to your room.

Resting your weight against your closed door, you reach down to remove your heels. It’s then that Diluc’s jacket shifts on your shoulders, and you realize you’ve apparently fled without returning the thing. You pull it off to look at it, shoving off the door and letting your shoes disappear into some forgotten corner of your room.

This time, as you stumble to your bed and flop down on it, you don’t bother to hold back the giggles—you muffle them with the fabric of the black suit jacket you’ve stolen, running a thumb over that intricate gold embroidery.

Well, you’ll have to give it back at some point.

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Streamer!Scaramouche [2]

thanks for all the support in the first part! i wrote a second part where scaramouche plays genshin + the reader comes in (i tried to make it as gender neutral as possible, so let me know if there’s something off!). you’re a close friend of scaramouche and also a voice actor!

i had been planning this since i wrote the first part, but because i was busy and uninspired i couldn’t finish it. but here it is and it’s actually pretty long (over 5k words...)! i hope you guys will like this!! obviously he’s a little nicer than he is in game but,,, for the sake of the plot + it being a modern au, it had to be done sjnfdskjf

He was selected to play the beta for genshin because of his popularity and tbh he really wanted to play it

The game hadn’t really caught his eye all that much when he first heard about it but he saw how everyone online went crazy over it (plus other streamers who also were selected to play it in early access kept talking about it) and he became more curious to know what it would be like and if it’d live to everyone’s expectations

However he couldn’t really play it until it was officially released because he had a very busy schedule, and when he saw other streams of people playing it he was,,, lowkey jealous because it did look fun

When it was finally released and the game finished downloading and installing, he went live right away

And since so many people were looking forward to seeing him play plus the game was getting so popular so fast, that stream of when he first played hit his biggest milestone of live viewers ever

ANYWAYS skip forward to further into the game

when it comes to the gacha,,,

we’ve established that this boy is loaded. he won’t hesitate to throw some big amounts of money at the game to get every single character and weapon he wants and get their constellations to the max

i feel like he’d make little bets (and it works as a way to thank the chat for the support) like “if i get (insert newest character) in the first 50 pulls, i will gift 50 subs”

he’d be SOOOOOOO LUCKY it’d make everyone who doesn’t play think that it must be very easy to get the 5 stars or that the drop rate must be very high,,,

so in the end he’d have to gift the subs and it’d be funny to see the chat go absolutely crazy because everyone is commenting at the same time trying to see if they got lucky too and got the sub

but the chat goes so fast that they can’t even see their own comment after they send it sNDJGDJSK

he’d end up turning subs mode on for a while because it goes crazy

and that’s when he’d see people going “I GOT THE SUB-” all excited and he can’t help but chuckle and congratulate them for being one of the lucky ones

probably another game he can use to play with some subs once in a while! they could play co-op and when he’s a very high level he’d go to the worlds of some of his subs with lower level to help them with whatever they need

SO, LITTLE SKIP HERE

this is where i want the reader to slide into the picture

you’d be a voice actor, and also you have been a friend of his for a very long time

he met you even before he started streaming and you were always so supportive of him, as he was of every and each of your dreams

in fact, he would have invited you over more than once to stream with him

people don’t say anything bc they’re afraid of scaramouche banning them (it’s happened before) + they understand it can be disrespectful... but…

some people lowkey ship you two a little bit,,,,,, you didn’t hear it from me. scaramouche don’t ban me----

so one day he’s making another livestream playing genshin (sponsored by mihoyo to promote the newest update and event) and they’re going to release a new character

AND he has told everyone that you are the voice actor of the new character, who will be introduced in the event and is also getting their own banner

so everyone is very curious of what they’ll be like, if scaramouche will try to get them (obviously he will, he has every single character…. the amount of money he has put into the game…. just thinking of it gives me the heebie-jeebies)

could he even,,, main them,,,,

spoiler: he won’t because he’ll stay honest till the end (and no hard feelings) but there are other characters that he has built up to the max just like them and still work better with the way he plays but he’ll still find a chance to use them often

he didn’t know anything of what the character you voiced would be like because you wanted to keep it a surprise and he knew his audience would enjoy seeing his first reactions

I think the character you voice in the game would have the role that Scaramouche has in the actual game, and their design would be fairly similar (maybe similar color palette) to the design fans made for him as a genshin character (the one i mentioned that he uses for popup notifs of subscriptions and all!)

needless to say he’d absolutely love their personality and the charisma you showed in their lines

of course when he finally gets them he shows everything about them including all their voice lines and he compliments y/n’s voice acting… that was the first time people suspected that....

mayhaps… scaramouche….

has feelings for you....

it’s in the soft gaze in his eyes,,, the gentle smile on his lips,,, his soft voice when saying “I think this one is my favorite line of theirs”

and just how BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL his laugh sounds when someone comments he should invite you and ask you to do that voiceline live for him and everyone else

he’d jokingly reach for his phone and be like “should i call them? i could”

(but he wouldn’t because he doesn’t want to disturb you, you may be busy, considering you still hadn’t replied to the messages he sent to you before he started the stream a few hours ago)

if anyone dares be mean to you saying you got the chance to voice act for genshin just bc of scaramouche

or implies that he did something to get you there he’ll get quite mad even tho he won’t speak up about it (he might if enough people say it)

people can see something shift in his gaze,,,, and he bans them permanently right away

it’d be kinda funny when he does those “reading unban requests” streams and he goes past immediately rejecting people who said those kind of stuff, not even reading the apologies JSNKJFNDSJKGNSDK

some people say he’s too strict about it but literally his stream his rules. people who don’t like him should just not watch him

and people who like him should NOT speak badly about you or doubt your talent and effort, which is what brought you that opportunity in the first place

one day he’d be streaming playing the game, he had been using your character and gathering materials to get their last ascension

and at one point he’d grab his phone and look at the screen for a second before putting it back down and saying he had planned something else for tonight besides playing genshin for a while

then, the doorbell would ring (before he could even close the game-) and it’d be heard from his setup room so people in the chat heard it and they’re all like???

it’s definitely not takeout because scaramouche never orders takeout when he’s on his own, he usually cooks for himself and just orders it when he’s with friends and they all feel like eating something different

actually, offtopic, but i have a feeling he’d be very responsible when it comes to food and like he’d cook himself proper meals all perfectly balanced and all- he could afford having someone cook for him but his house = his privacy and personal space so he’d rather do it himself

it’s like, past 10pm, so no way it would be a package or mail at that time

and then he says “we have a visitor tonight”

and then the chat goes crazy saying “CHILDE” “HARBINGERS” but mostly “Y/N!??!?/PLEASE LET IT BE Y/N”

AND IT WAS YOU!!!!

and omg you brought takeout--------

it had been a while since they had seen you in scaramouche’s stream and you didn’t have your own channel (even though there were many people who encouraged you to open one)

SO everyone was very excited

i feel like scaramouche wouldn’t be the biggest fan of eating on camera so you guys would put the food away so that you can eat it later on your own without an audience

and you two would just spend a while talking to the chat, watching videos

AND reviewing fanart and fanmade content together!! it’d be so cute especially fanarts of the two of you together, little animatics or comics of funny clips or memes from his streams of you two,,,

someone made a little felt plushie of the genshin character you voiced and the way you COOED because it was SO cute

only those who were truly paying attention were able to notice the soft smile on scaramouche’s lips and the way he looked at you as you gushed over how cute the little plushie is and how talented the person who made it is!!

also you’d tell him you saw signora make a stream where she talked to some of her fans on discord individually to give them advice on their life/problems (nothing too serious) and it was very funny and you wanted to do that with him someday

and he’s like “that… could be a huge mess. people could say some crazy stuff” and you’re like “NO but i talked to her about it and she said she got her mods to talk to them first and approve them before they moved them up to the channel where she was to talk to her”

and he’s like “still…….. what if people lie and then when they get to talk to us they say something-”

and you’re like “BOY!!!! DO YOU NOT TRUST YOUR FANS *GASP*” and everyone in the chat is also going “GASP” “HE DOESN’T TRUST US…” “IS THIS YOUR IDOL…..?” “SAY SORRY” (all good fun, obviously he’d love to talk to everyone if he could make sure there won’t be anything disrespectful said)

SO!!!!! you two say you’ll plan to do something like that soon and everyone is very excited, they can already tell it’ll be both super cute and hilarious

before he ends the stream, you two watch some videos together

some are about some upcoming videogames and he talks about them and what he knows and explaining things to you... he is.. so knowledgeable…

the way you look at him as he goes into a little rant about it… cinematic parallels with the way he looked at you before

ONCE AGAIN, people aren’t blind. they notice. but they keep it to themselves bc scary scara (the way i had to resist overusing this one joke with his name-)

so the stream ends and you two walk out of the setup room to go to his living room and eat the takeout you brought while watching something on tv

he apologises because the food is cold now, but you brush it off saying it’s ok, you had missed being on his streams and you two can just heat up the food again

he doesn’t look at you in the eyes as he mutters that you know you can join his streams whenever, and instead just says it as he makes his way to the kitchen to heat the food

you join him in the kitchen soon after and tell him you also bought something for dessert and put it in the fridge already before

and honestly he didn’t know how much he wanted to eat that dessert until it was in his fridge, so he can’t stop himself from sighing and saying “god, i love you”

there’s silence for a second, right as the microwave beeps as it finished heating the food

it feels eternal to him, but you immediately started laughing and said jokingly “of course you do! you’re welcome!”

he’s happy you took it as a joke because that’s not how he planned to confess (he didn’t plan to confess anytime soon in the first place) but at the same time ?? he’s lowkey offended inside because? you took it as a joke?? is it so unrealistic that you wouldn’t even think that he meant it romantically?

it’s at that moment that he realises that if he didn’t want to confess before, now he does.

he wouldn’t want anyone to know about how he let that slip because he’s sure no one in you two’s friend group even knows he likes you

but you,,, actually,,,,, were actually caught off guard too because scaramouche wasn’t precisely one for words of affection and he showed his care for everyone with his actions

in fact, you had never heard him say those words before but well- it was kinda nice- if only he meant it as you feel it- but he couldn’t, right? who’d confess their feelings so casually while looking at a dessert in the fridge with desire-------

that night, it gets pretty late and to be honest he’s a little too tired to drive you home as he usually would, so he asks if you’d like to sleep over

it wouldn’t be your first time doing so, not even the first time you stayed unplanned, and he had a couple guest rooms that you could use so you accepted

also, staying for longer meant you could keep watching some more of that series with him without worrying about it getting late

or,,,

“actually” you said in a low voice, almost a whisper, since it was getting late and you two had been in complete silence while watching the series “i lowkey still wanted to stream some more”

he scoffs but then lets out a short chuckle, replying in the same volume

“it’s past 2am, who’s going to watch me stream now?”

“i would” have mercy for his poor heart- “but i’d be the streamer too this time so it doesn’t count”

“what even would we do”

“can we play that co-op game you played with childe? it was so much fun”

had you not brought it up, he wouldn’t have offered that ever because? if he had recently played it with childe he didn’t want to stream it again and make it feel repetitive for his audience

(jokes on him because when genshin came out they put up with it being the only thing he streamed for over a week. they’d rewatch any game if it’s you two playing it)

but to be honest, he didn’t really want to stream anymore that day and just wanted to be with you, just you and no one else

he got up from the couch and walked towards the hallway, making you look up to him in confusion for a second, but then started getting excited knowing this meant he was going to let you play it with him

“i don’t really feel like streaming anymore today, but we can still play it. let’s go”

the next day, you two wake up around the same time and make breakfast together

scaramouche i feel is not very talkative in the mornings

in fact, i feel like he’s just not the most talkative in general. he’s more the type to listen, but it’s different during his streams because he’s doing what he loves and talking about what he loves

and when it comes to you and he talks more it’s because he’s talking to who he loves----

before you’re going to leave and you’re standing at the door about to say goodbye to him, he suddenly speaks up before you can

“do you want to go somewhere tomorrow?”

you raise your eyebrows in curiosity from the sudden request, but then smile at him and nod

“yeah sure! what do you have in min-”

“it’s a date” he said, interrupting you, which was weird enough of him (since he would never interrupt you), but his words were even weirder-

“h-huh?” you felt the heat rising to your cheeks, and scaramouche just repeated his words

on the outside, he looked so casual and just, confident- bUT INSIDE he was actually panicking a little bit

but just a little bit.

After a moment, you smiled at him again, this time somewhat more shily but also excited for your date!

“I look forward to it”

Just with that, you two knew you had made the first step

You weren’t just friends anymore

You two had hung out on your own many times before, in fact and as it was mentioned before, you two had even slept over at his house or yours many times before

but it had all always been purely platonic, and you guys had never even questioned that aspect of it even after realising you had romantic feelings for each other

he’d spend the rest of the day thinking of what you could do the next day, as if he hadn’t been brainstorming for ideas all night either

i feel like he hasn’t gone in many (if not any--) dates before

solely because he has never been interested in romance plus he had never liked someone or at least, not as much as he liked you

and even when he found out he felt something for you, he just always told himself he was okay with how things were, because he’d never experienced anything beyond friendship and didn’t feel the need to try and maybe ruin the friendship

SO he didn’t have many ideas of what a good date could be

he definitely didn’t want a cliché corny date, but he really didn’t have any idea of what was good enough for a date

(and if for future dates you want something he’d consider a “”cliché corny date”” he’d do it for you and actually enjoy it)

the last thing he wanted was to have to ask you what you could do for your date

1- because he didn’t want to show you any side of him that didn’t look like he always has everything under control and he’s always composed (as if you wouldn’t want to see every side of him, even his most vulnerable sides- you’d have to work on that with him when you two become official)

2- he… kind of wanted to surprise you…..

but it really got to the point where he really didn’t know what you’d like the most (or what he’d like the most too) and what he wanted most over anything else is to not disappoint you in you two’s first date

SO he finally texted you asking if there was anything special you wanted to do (and therefore indirectly admitting he……….. just really wanted to ask you out. so much he did it without thinking of what he’d do if you said yes--)

you didn’t seem to mind, and in fact you were happy he asked for your opinion

overall, scaramouche was very independent so he wasn’t one to ask others for advice, opinions or anything, much less for help regarding anything

“how long has it been since we last went to the arcade? we could go there! i heard from childe that they added new games!”

and he’s like !?!?!?? THAT…. is…….. the perfect idea

“that actually sounds perfect” he admitted, and the message brought a big smile to your face

“just don’t get mad at me when you lose at all of them” he sent right after, teasing you, and you couldn’t help but let out a laugh out loud

“the last time i won in your favorite game” you reminded him, and even after he read your message, he took a little bit to reply

(he needed a second to put the pieces of his pride together SJNFKJDS)

“don’t get used to it, it won’t happen again”

“we will see about that” the more you two joked like this, the more excited you got thinking about tomorrow

scaramouche was sure now that it’d be a great first date that you’d both remember forever

the next day, it was almost the time for the date and scaramouche was going to pick you up at your house

i feel like scaramouche would be very fashionable and even in his style he doesn’t try to hide that he’s loaded…

not that he cares about buying cheap clothes, literally he’d say if he likes it and it’s good (aka it’s not cheap because it’s made of something that won’t make it last longer than 3 weeks) he’ll get it

but it just so happens that many times… the clothes he likes most are from famous brands…

AND THIS DAY!!!!!! he’s putting together one of his favorite outfits because it’s a special day

it almost hurts me just how nonchalant he’d look on the outside, making it a little hard to know exactly just how much this date meant to him (because as i said he’s not one to be very vocal about his feelings or even his thoughts)

BUT i trust that you… since you know him well…. can see past all that and you know that this is not just anything casual to him. this is special.

STILL!!!! he’d try his best to not let the blush rise to his cheeks and show, as well as to not let his voice shake when he complimented that you looked very good

ANYWAYS i think i think Scaramouche wouldn’t be one for big pda

the most he’d do where anyone can see is hold your hand or put his arm around your waist

WHICH IS WHY he’d try to be all smooth (and he would manage) reaching for your hand and lacing his fingers with yours

he wouldn’t make eye contact because then he’s sure it’ll show on his face that he’s getting somewhat flustered, but he’d still ask if you’re okay with it, to which you said yes

the area where the arcade was is always somewhat crowded so when you two were getting there, scaramouche would tighten the grip on your hand a little bit to make sure you wouldn’t let go and you’d be pulled apart by people trying to walk past however they can

you know that if you two got serious about your relationship, he would want to be the first person to share the news with his fans

BUT since he was so popular now, you two lived in a pretty big city and now were at a popular area (+ scaramouche wouldn’t be the type to try and hide his identity because he’s never had people make a fuss when they recognise him)

you were a little worried someone would see you two and maybe take a picture and post it online and it’d go viral before he can admit it himself

because of that, you end up throwing back to him the question he had asked when he held your hand

“are you sure this is okay?”

your question confused him because he didn’t know what you mean, so he finally looked you in the eyes and waited for you to explain further

“it’s just- what if somebody sees us and recognises you?”

he looked away from you and back at where he was going, taking a few seconds to answer before he just shrugged

“i don’t care”

you softly let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as you waited for him to say something, and almost missed the way he whispered

“as long as it doesn’t affect you”

for someone who seemed and actually tried to seem to self-sufficient, who appreciated his friends but was also okay on his own because he was absolutely comfortable with himself, he was actually…

more selfless than people would ever know, especially when it came to you

you two would have SO much fun in the arcade, trying every single game many times

this time though, scaramouche won in his favorite game so he lived up to his words

you two won so many tickets you literally didn’t even know what to do with them once you got the couple prizes you were interested in

you bumped into a couple fans of his, so you talked for a while

once again, you were met with suggestions of opening your own streaming channel, and even scaramouche said “i’ve told them that many times too, but they always say they think their streams won’t be fun enough”

and the fans are like “NO!! literally everyone thinks you’re super nice and fun!! of course you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but we’d love it!!”

one of the fans (exaggerating a little as a joke) said “i’ll be your number 1 fan i swear” and the three of you laughed, except scaramouche who just scoffed and smirked

“i am ALREADY their number one fan. but good try” <- scaramouche in his head. say it outloud u coward.

but at the same time it was a joke scaramouche chill pretty much everyone knows you’re their number one fan……. even though you think you’re so smooth………. they just don’t say anything

they were very nice and fun to talk to and you knew scaramouche and you didn’t really want anything else from the prizes, so you offered you two’s tickets to them

“we don’t really need these anymore so maybe you’ll have more use for them!!”

they got SO excited, the way their eyes lit up :( scaramouche is convinced you’re an angel but he’s also very happy to see how joyful his fans got because those were more than enough for the prize they really wanted-

so after that cute little interaction and having used up your energy for competition, you two leave and think of buying some ice cream or a milkshake or something to end the date nicely and to enjoy while you walk back home

the arcade was not exactly very close to where you two lived (it was far from your house, but even farther from his-) so he asked if you were okay with walking back or if you two should get an uber or something, to which you said you were okay

walking back with him meant!! a little more time you could spend with him

and he was happy you said that because he was feeling the same way and still didn’t want the day to end

we’ll see more about the kind of things he likes and dislikes if he’s released as a playing character BUT FOR NOW i really get this vibe that he’d LOVE boba tea

i even think he’d?? enjoy tea in general??? classy boy…

SO you two would end up going to get some boba

it was very touching how, when reading the flavors they had that day, he suddenly and casually went “oh, they have your favorite” and you looked at the one he was pointing at and !!! indeed it was your favorite!!!!!!!

he remembers this kind of details very well

you take the chance to talk some more as you’re walking home

scaramouche asks about your job with voice acting and you tell him that you actually have been recording some new lines for your genshin character lately because in the next update there’ll be an event involving them

he’s looking forward to it but he teases you a little asking if it’s okay for you to spoil him with such information

but it’s okay because it’s not like he’d tell anyone, especially knowing it could get you in trouble

when he drops you off at your house, he has a hard time saying goodbye

literally you’re standing at your door and he’s in front of you, a couple steps away, looking away from you

you don’t say goodbye either, mainly because you know scaramouche is working the courage to say something, and you can also sort of guess what he wants to say

you think of saying it first, but then think that it would make scaramouche proud to be honest about his feelings and confess first

“i’ve liked you for a long time”

you can’t help the smile that makes its way onto your face, unconsciously reaching a hand up to slightly cover it

“i feel the same way” you replied to him in a soft voice

he took a deep breath and exhaled it softly, finally lifting up his gaze and making eye contact with you

it was already dark outside, so you couldn’t appreciate the faint rosy blush on his cheeks well

“can i kiss you?”

your eyes widened for a second, not expecting him to ask and if anything, thinking he’d just step forward and do it

so you were a little embarrassed and caught off-guard to reply properly, so you just nodded and put your hand down as he took the last couple steps and his face was right in front of yours

he’d cup your cheek in one of his hands, feeling the warmth of your skin

you closed your eyes, and he looked at you for a second longer before he finally leaned in and closed the short distance that separated your lips

at that moment you both knew that you had been missing on so much more when you two just settled and were content with your friendship

but!! that was about to change now, so it was all worth it

after that, scaramouche would make clear that this would be the first day of your relationship!! and even if he didn’t say it with words, you could just feel his happiness!!

so!! after that, because of work you two got a little busy the next couple months so dates weren’t very frequent

or at least, they weren’t dates like the one you first had

but still whenever you two were free he’d go over to your house, or you’d come over to his to play, stream together, or literally just spend time together doing anything

he wouldn’t let people know you two had started dating straight away (if anything, only his other streamer friends -aka you two’s friends in common- knew)

but the day he said it, he wanted you to be there

SO one day you two were streaming and you were currently reacting to one fanart of you two together

so he looked at you and you made eye contact and it was like you two spoke with your eyes like

“do we tell them now”

“let’s tell them.”

so scaramouche would clear his throat and without closing the fanart, he’d say he has something he wanted to announce

everyone was excited thinking it’d be some new project, maybe involving you

maybe some merch??? and the fanarts had reminded him of it???????

BUT THEN he straightforwardly said

“y/n and i are dating”

and everyone goes aBSOLUTELY CRAZY

amidst the chaos, you two catch a comment saying “will you unban the people who shipped you two” and you laugh

and you look at each other like “did you read that one?” “yeah”

and scaramouche is like “yeah, i guess i will have to unban some people”

and when some get unbanned they’re like “fREEDOM!!!!”

and jokingly they’re all like “APOLOGISE!!!!!!!! SAY SORRY!!!” so he just laughs and you join them being like “!!! apologise!!! you banned them for it and!! look at you now!!”

so he ends up trying to hold in another laugh as he mutters a halfassed ‘sorry’ and everyone starts commenting claps and hearts and celebrating that he apologised. now justice has been made.

the rest of that stream suddenly feels livelier and brighter!! you two are laughing a lot and so is everyone in the chat!!

and also the new genshin event would’ve already just been released that same day so you can talk about some of your experiences with recording or what you thought of it

and scaramouche would let you play it yourself!! (he still hadn’t played it) and it was also the first time you played genshin live!! you’d show people the characters you have and everything and tell them some anecdotes

people would be SHOCKED because you!? don’t have the character you voiced!? D:

and you’re like “yeah… i pulled for them and used up all my primogems and… didn’t get them”

and your banner is back because of the event, so scaramouche won’t let this slide!!!!!!!!!! YOU WILL GET YOUR CHARACTER.

your luck is terrible compared to his so at one point you’ll literally feel bad for how much he’s spending for you to get it

but he doesn’t mind at all and everyone is having fun so!!

and once you finally get them you’re sO HAPPY and everyone in the chat is celebrating

and you think it’s over but scaramouche is like ???? what are you doing?? open the wish page again. you’re going to get them c6.

and you’re like oh my gOD PLEASE NO DON’T SPEND MORE MONEY ON ME FOR THIS

but he won’t listen and he’ll do it

so!!! he’ll always do his best to be the best boyfriend he can be for you!! so you better give him your heart!!!!

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