The Language of Flowers with Genshin Impact Characters
A series of small little ramblings of different flowers i associate with a few characters along with some scenarios! This is my first piece for the Genshin Impact fandom and feedback would be very much appreciated!
Characters Included: Thoma, Ayato Kamisato, and Kaveh
No matter the circumstances, the flower does not wilt easily.
It surprises you. Truly it does. The way Thoma has always carried himself, honest and earnest in his intentions towards others. Beaming like the sun no matter what life had thrown at him before. Your heart clenches every time you are gifted with one of his pure smiles. How did you end up on the receiving end of his hugs and kisses? You wondered about many things, mulling them over in silence on sleepless nights, afraid to voice such concerns for you always called them foolish ones. Your heart was never a fickle one, but it was surely a fussy one.
Doubts were expected, especially for an over thinker like you. You questioned many things, wavering and uncertain at times. However, there was one thing that remained consistent; devotion.
Never had you questioned Thoma’s love. Though hesitantly placing your heart in his hands, you needed no words to see how truly devoted he was to cherishing and protecting your fragile heart with all he could do. Those doubts that cloud your mind are always chased away by warm fingertips that gently cup your face. Soft, emerald eyes awaiting for your gaze to finally turn to him. Silently, he hopes that you remain unaware of what you do to his own heart. When you do finally look up, it is only seconds before you are burying your face in the crook of his neck as he laughs. It is not mocking—far from it, actually. It’s reassuring. A sound that gives away the fondness that drives his actions.
Thoma, who embodied faithfulness, would always remind you that it was he who holds your heart and you his. Through faint kisses speckled across your cheeks to home-cooked meals that bring all the comfort you need after a stressful day, you’d never question the devotion Thoma has for you alone.
The edelweiss symbolizes devotion. It is known as the eternal flower for it does not wither easily despite the tough conditions it grows in. Despite that, it is hard to truly get your hands on one of these flowers for they reside high up in the alps.
Ayato Kamisato - Gardenia
Love born in secret; blooming quietly underneath the moonlight of silent nights. It is no surprise that there are many secrets that the head of the Kamisato Clan prefers to keep to himself. Hidden underneath calculated mirth and mischief is a soul that seeks out gentleness that was taken away from him in his youth. Perhaps that’s why he readily accepts your touch behind closed doors and away from prying eyes.
Instinctively, he’s seeking out that close proximity; one that allows him to melt in your presence as well as to tease you. He always enjoyed your reactions. Pouting and scolding him for sending your heart aflame from sugar-coated words. Soft giggles echoing and causing him to pause for a moment to take in the way your lips turn upward and the way your eyes crinkle at the corners. He wonders for a moment. Thinking to himself, he questions the fondness that causes his heart to skip a beat. Why does he desperately want to shield you away from the cruel world? Then, it hits him.
Because you are the epitome of purity and gentleness.
The one he has been seeking for so long. The one he can truly let his guard down after so long. Patience is a virtue and he appreciates loyalty. One wouldn’t be in your place by his side if they were neither. So let him indulge in these small moments. Let him selfishly keep you in his arms for a moment longer, reassuring you that there is no need to worry. Let him bask in the warmth you provide him, leaning into your touch unconsciously because he feels safe in your presence. Let him steal a few kisses, teasing and mischievous as expected.
Let him protect you. A flower full of innocence touched by the hands that have buried many secrets of the cruel world underneath a worn and tired smile.
Purity and protection; the gardenia serves as a reminder of gentleness. A renewal of hope—these flowers require patience and dedication. One cannot simply leave them alone in hopes that they’ll thrive just fine.
He’s constantly taking your breath away. Your heart crashes—burning fiercely just like that ruby red gaze filled with unspoken love and admiration. While you hesitate, he’s firm in his affection. Hands, sometimes littered with paper cuts from sleepless nights, are gentle in their approach to you, but you wouldn’t question his love once his touch made contact. It’s instinct now to lean in slightly and to breathe a sigh of relief, allowing your rapidly beating heart to calm. You wonder if you’ll ever be able to match his level of
“Have I done enough?” You ask, closing your eyes. Kaveh does not respond initially, taking in your troubled expression before he’s suddenly laughing at the thought of how cute you look.
It’s a reassuring one, however. One that has you leaning in once more. He wants you to know . It should be him asking if he has done enough for why would you ask such a question? Thoughts stream in one after another, threatening to send him into a spiral of if’s and maybe’s. Has he done enough? Your gaze wavers and he frowns at this. Has he done enough?
He’s ready to do anything for you. Always willing to give all he has if it meant you would be happy. Forsaking himself to a fate that contradicts his beliefs in him being undeserving of happiness due to the past. Willingly, he hands you his own heart, sealing his love for you with a chaste kiss to your forehead. He’s curious if you can see the strings he’s purposely tied around it, wondering whether or not you snap them or gently unravel them with your silent reassurance that you’d do the same, hoping that he too wouldn’t drop your heart in front of you.
“You’ve done more than enough,” Kaveh begins, hands carefully cradling your face so you wouldn’t turn away. “My muse, my love; it is you who breathes life into me—revitalizing my heart after each and every misfortune the archons throw at me.”
The plumeria is both the beginning of creation and recreation. A symbol of charm and beauty but also purity and rebirth. It is intense in all aspects, leaving one in overwhelming awe at its resilience to life’s challenges. It is devotion, running deep and sealing away a promise of love for a lifetime.