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|3| Getting Flustered Around Each Other || Genshin Boyfriend Scenarios
Part 3!
Featured Characters: Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, Venti, Wanderer, Xiao, and Zhongli
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☆Aether and Y/n cross paths again, and Paimon teases Aether about his small crush☆
It was a pleasant evening, the wind blowing gently across Mondstadt with a cool breeze.
Y/n looked up at the sparkling night sky, a small smile gracing her features. It wasn't often she got to just stand still and admire the scenery.
Now that the commissions were done for the day, she had some time to think. And for once, she wasn't as tired as usual, so she decided to wander her favorite city for the next hour or so.
It was peaceful for a while; the sound of her footsteps echoed throughout the town, mostly quiet at this time of day. It wasn't until she heard faint whispers from around the corner that her footsteps stopped.
Y/n peeked around the corner, shocked to see Aether and his floating friend Paimon.
"Would you quit saying that...! You're dragging this on way too long!" Aether shouted in a hushed tone.
"C'mon... It's funny seeing your face all red like that!"
Aether covered his reddening face, grumbling under his breath while Paimon snickered to herself.
Y/n wanted to laugh as well, but held it in for Aether's sake. She rounded the corner, waving at the pair, "Hey, small world, huh?"
The blond's eyes widened, his face darkening ever so slightly more, "Y-y/n!? H-hey! How long have you been standing there?"
"Not long, what exactly is she teasing you about?"
Paimon made a move to speak, but Aether slapped a hand over her mouth, chuckling nervously, "She uh... keeps stealing my Honey Roast! And uhm... She's making fun of how red my face gets when I get angry... hahaha..."
Y/n stared at the two, trying so hard not to smirk at the outright lie Aether had just spouted.
"Right... Say, Paimon, is that true?"
Pure panic flashed on Aether's face, his face almost redder than a rose, "We ought to get going, Y/n! Super nice to see you again!"
He picked up Paimon and carried her under his arm, running a lot faster than Y/n would expect from such a lean guy.
She laughed a bit. Whatever got him so embarrassed must've been an awkward conversation topic for Aether.
When Aether finally got far enough, he released Paimon, who huffed at him.
"Why'd you have to carry Paimon like that, huh? You stink, by the way!"
Aether sighed, "Well, I didn't want you to embarrass me in front of a cute girl, so deal with it."
Paimon was the first to stick her tongue out at him, then Aether returned the favor.
"Chicken."
☆Y/n decides to visit Albedo, finding his sketches of her with poems written next to them☆
A few days after completing the expedition for Katheryne, Y/n couldn't help but want to return to Dragonspine. Sure, she hated the cold weather, but her hate didn't go far enough to deter her from trying to see the icy prince that had been occupying her mind as of late.
She tied her scarf a little tighter, her overworn cloak draped on top to further shield her from the winds of the mountains.
As she took each step, she had to will herself to move forward; while it wasn't as bad as her first visit, it still wasn't the greatest.
Soon she reached the campsite, but Albedo wasn't in sight. She guessed that he was only going to be out for a moment, since she could see a cup of something hot steaming on the desk.
Y/n took a step closer, looking over his desk with a bit of interest.
She saw the drawings he did of her. Y/n smiled. He was an excellent artist, capturing small details in her eyes that she didn't usually see. The slight hints of f/c (Favorite Color) in her eyes were never there before, but it must have been an artistic decision on his part.
Her eyes wandered over the picture; he drew her a lot better than she actually looked, at least that's what she thought. Scanning the piece only revealed more thoughtful points in the drawing.
Like the edged highlight around her skin that made her look ethereal, or the generous shine to her hair that made it look soft and glossy.
Yeah, he definitely took some liberties there. But she smiled all the same.
It took only another moment for her to notice something next to the sketchbooks.
A neatly written poem sat on the desk, slightly askew from the rest of the papers and notes scattered.
Y/n read through it rather quickly. Sweet and fluffy words decorated the page, her name repeating a few times as the subject of each sentence.
She could feel her cheeks heat up. It was a beautiful poem, describing her as if she were the most gorgeous woman in the world.
The sound of snow crunching came from behind her. She whipped her head around to see Albedo, eyes slightly widened.
"S-sorry, I was just-"
He rushed over, sliding the poems under the drawings. He coughed, turning away from her slightly.
"Apologies, you weren't supposed to see those."
His face was stoic, but she could see the tips of his ears reddening slightly.
Albedo turned to her, doing his best not to appear shaken by her discovery of his poems, "Do you need something? Or are you just visiting?"
Her cheeks flushed, "Oh, uhm, just visiting. I was... uhm... nearby."
He could tell she was lying, but let it go rather quickly, "I made some tea, would you like some?"
Y/n couldn't help but feel the grin spread across her face.
"I'd love some."
☆Alhaitham comes to return his borrowed books, finally striking up a conversation with the Librarian☆
He didn't know why he was so nervous. Alhaitham had done this dozens of times before. With his borrowed books in hand, he knew exactly what to expect when returning them.
Maybe it had something to do with the cute librarian who now stood on the other side of the desk. He willed himself not to think of the sweet smile she had given him when first signing out his books, or replay the sound of her voice in his ears.
Alhaitham let out a small sigh. This was ridiculous; he had never been so distracted while working, never so caught up in useless thoughts, or even nervous about doing something as mundane as returning library books.
When he reached the library, Alhaitham felt his heart leap at the sight of her. He let out an annoyed grunt at the feeling.
With his usual long strides, he arrived rather quickly, setting the books on the desk with a small thud.
"Good to see you again, Alhaitham."
His eyes darted from the books to her eyes, the sparkling e/c made his throat run dry.
"You as well." He slid the books over to her side of the counter, hands steady despite his nerves.
Her brows lifted ever so slightly, surprised to finally hear his voice. She smiled back at him, "I never told you my name, it's Y/n."
Alhaitham didn't know what to say; she already knew his name, so what could he respond with?
A moment of silence stood between them, but Y/n filled it with her cheerful voice.
"I hope you enjoyed De Consolatione Philosophiae, it's a favorite of mine."
He nodded, "It was a good read."
Y/n beamed at him, "I'm glad! If you ever need any book recommendations, I'll be happy to give you a few!" Her hands flipped through the sign-out book with practiced ease, using her fingertip to scan for his name.
Alhaitham couldn't help but watch the motion; her hands looked so soft, he wondered what it'd be like to hold them in his much larger palms.
His hand slapped down onto the counter, a large smacking sound emanating throughout the quiet library, so shocked by his own thoughts that he lost control of himself.
"A-are you alright, Alhaitham?"
The tips of his ears started to redden.
"Perfectly fine."
He turned on his heel and started to walk away, covering his face with his palm to hide his flushed face.
Y/n stared at his retreating form. Did she make him uncomfortable somehow?
She was hoping to talk to him more today, but instead of that, she was left alone, a disappointed sigh leaving her lips.
Like I'd even have a shot with him... shouldn't have gotten my hopes up
☆Y/n is back in Liyue and runs into Childe again☆
With her bird friend, Lyoko, on her shoulder, Y/n was already in a better mood. Traveling without her companion always seemed to make her attitude sour.
Lyoko chripped happily, nuzzling the side of Y/n's cheek while the h/c haired girl bought some of her favorite bird feed.
"You got lucky today, Lyo. They actually had some stock for you." Y/n petted the soft grey and red feathers of her friend, earning more happy trills.
Fortunately, the small animal shop in Liyue was open this early in the morning, the last thing she needed to do before going to work was go get a quick (And hopefully) cheap meal.
The morning was peaceful, with few people walking around, with fewer opportunities for her collectors to be around.
Little did she know that someone was watching her, thrilled to see her face for the second time that week.
She heard his footsteps first. Then an annoyingly attractive voice sounded from behind.
"It's good to see you again."
Y/n whipped her head towards the voice; her once placid expression turned to one of annoyance.
The ginger that had rescued her from the Millelith was now standing beside her, one hand on his hip with a friendly smile on his way-too-cute face.
"Get lost." Y/n pivoted and started to speed walk toward the nearest cheap restaurant, hoping he'd lose interest in her.
"Leaving so soon?" He let out a small laugh, keeping up with her quick strides effortlessly.
She nearly scoffed, her mood now fully embittered, "I'm busy."
The ginger cocked his head to the side a bit, "With what?"
"None of your business."
No sooner than the words had left her mouth than her stomach started to growl.
Amusement filled his eyes, "Hungry? I can treat you."
"No thanks."
She started to walk faster, but his hand grabbed her wrist. He was surprisingly gentle.
"I know some of the best places to eat in Liyue. I promise not to disappoint."
Y/n narrowed her eyes, "Why are you hounding me anyway? What do you want!?"
He smiled at her, an almost genuine-looking one, "I think you're interesting. That's all. Oh! And you're very cute."
She started to sputter, a furious blush rising to her cheeks, "Y-you... you can't just... just say that...! We just met!"
The ginger held up two fingers, "This is our second meeting, actually, besides, I'm only speaking the truth."
Y/n held the back of her hand against her face, trying to hide her red cheeks from him.
"You're even cuter when you're flustered."
"Shut up and leave me alone!"
She turned away from him, now fully running away from him, Lyoko struggling to hold onto her friend's shoulder.
The ginger stayed back where she had left him. Oh, he was delighted, to say the least. Even if they didn't fight hand-to-hand, he'd love to just squabble with her like that.
The pretty flush on her face, the way her eyes danced with fire in them, he knew something in that very moment deep down, but he wasn't ready to admit it yet.
He'll wait until she feels the same to even utter those words.
☆Y/n wakes up in a stranger's bed, confused, but in less pain☆
When she awoke, her mind was in a daze. The unfamiliar surroundings are what jolted her awake.
Y/n sat up with a start. Her side immediately felt like it was on fire, a stabbing pain shooting into her gut. She let out a little grunt of pain, stirring the stranger asleep in the chair next to the bed.
When Diluc saw her sitting up, he was quick to stand.
His face was stern, taking her hand in his, the other hand cradling her back, "Don't move so quickly, it'll open the wound again."
"S-sorry." Y/n let out a shaky breath, slowly lying back down, the pain slightly dulling.
"You don't have to apologize. But I do expect some answers."
Y/n glanced over at him, eyes lidded with drowsiness, "Answers? About what?"
"Who you are. Where you came from. It's not often a traveler comes by, no less an injured one."
Diluc noticed her breath hitch slightly, an alarm sounding in his head.
"I-i... uhm... I'm just... a wandering traveler... nothing special really... haha." Y/n's eyes darted around the room, looking anywhere but his face.
His eyes narrowed, "What about that ring? Looks expensive."
Y/n's heart started to beat a little faster. Surely he didn't recognize the symbol on the ring...
"It's... uh... a family heirloom."
Diluc simply stared at her, not saying a word.
Y/n gulped, not enjoying his intense glare into her eyes. Her hands started to fiddle with the ring, sliding it around her finger, an old nervous habit, gaze drifting toward her lap, "If I tell you... Will you promise not to send me back?"
Hr quirked a brow, "Send you back? What do you mean?"
The h/c haired girl went silent, moving the ring around her finger a little faster as her nerves heightened.
"I'm... just a runaway, okay? After I left, I got injured by some Treasure Hoarders trying to take my things... That's all there is..."
Was that it? No tricks? No plots to harm Mondstadt?
Diluc let out a sigh, about to speak, before a knock came at the door.
"Master Diluc? It's time for-" A young woman wearing a maid's outfit walked through the door, freezing at the sight of her master and another woman in his room.
Her cheeks flushed, bowing quickly, "I am so sorry, Master Diluc, I didn't know you had... err... company."
Diluc's face started to redden, "No, it's not-"
The woman rose from her bow and smiled at him, "I leave you two be. Breakfast will be ready when you are." She then closed the door in a hurry, leaving both Diluc and Y/n red in the face.
"A-apologies. Adelinde can get ahead of herself sometimes."
"It's... uh... fine..." Y/n held a hand in her cheek, feeling warmth radiate off of it.
Diluc went silent for a moment before finally speaking, "If you'd like, you can stay here. Where you go after that is none of my business."
Her eyes lit up, "Do you... Really mean that? You've already shown me so much kindness..."
"You may not be from Mondstadt, but I'm willing to help those in need." Diluc turned toward the door, taking a step before looking over his shoulder at her, "I'll bring you some breakfast; you really shouldn't move with an injury like that."
"Thank you..."
☆Kaeya meets Y/n after her shift is over☆
The sky was growing darker, and stars were beginning to appear in the heavens for all to see.
Kaeya stood outside of Angel's Share, leaning slightly against the wall, arms crossed, and a sly grin on his handsome features.
To most walking by, the Calvary Captain just looked like he was loitering around, but Kaeya wasn't just standing there for no reason.
He was waiting.
Specifically for the h/c haired beauty that he oh so desperately wanted to talk to again.
Kaeya knew that the tavern would close soon, so she'd be walking through that door any minute now.
When he heard the click of the doorknob moving, he straightened his posture, fixed his hair, and turned his head to face the door.
As Y/n walked out, her expression turned to surprise when their eyes met.
"Kaeya? What are you doing out here?"
The blue-haired knight took a step closer to her, twirling a piece of her h/l hair with his half-gloved finger, "Nothing much. Just waiting for a special someone."
Her cheeks started to heat up. Y/n looked away, taking a few steps toward the paved road of Mondstadt.
"Th-that's nice... uhm, see you around then?"
She was about to start walking home when Kaeya called out.
"I was waiting for you."
Her face was now fully red, and she looked over her shoulder at him, his smile nearly blinding her.
"O-oh?"
"Would you like to go to dinner with me sometime? Good Hunter has some excellent choices. I'm sure you'll find something you like."
Y/n's eyes widened, turning to face him with a flabbergasted look on her face, "You... want to go to dinner with me?"
"If you'll indulge me."
It seemed Y/n overheated and passed out :(
☆Y/n accidentally spills tea everywhere, Ayato lends a hand☆
With how badly her hands were trembling, it was a wonder the tea didn't empty itself onto the floor sooner.
Tears brimmed in her eyes as she collected the shard of the broken teacup, "I-i'm really sorry, my Lord... I didn't mean to-"
His hand brushed against hers, taking one of the bigger shards and placing it in the bin next to his desk, effectively making her even more nervous.
"It's alright, Miss L/n. Sometimes our nerves get the best of us. And how many times have I told you that you can call me Ayato?"
Her cheeks flushed slightly, "I-i uhm... several times, I suppose."
He gingerly tucked a piece of her h/l hair behind her ear, her gaze lifting from the broken teacup to his smiling face.
"Then don't you think it's time you started calling me by my name?"
Y/n's eyes darted down to the final piece of the broken teacup, hastily reaching for it, her hand meeting his halfway.
When their fingers met, her hand flew back, a small yelp escaping her throat at the feeling of his hand on hers.
"B-b-but... none of the other servants call you that! Why should I be any different?"
His gaze met hers, a confident smile on his lips, while her face was raring toward a tomato.
"Simple. You're special to me."
Y/n stood in a flash, a little dizzy from the sudden motion, "I'm sorry about your tea! I'll send Thoma in with a fresh cup hahahaha...." She then pivoted on her heel and raced out of Ayato's study.
Ayato held a slightly shocked expression for a sliver of a moment before he chuckled to himself.
She really was the cutest.
☆Y/n finds Venti in the square, singing his new song, and is taken off guard by its lyrics☆
This certainly wasn't what she expected. The tips of her ears felt like they were burning as a blush rose from her neck to her cheeks.
The bard's lyrics were so... specific.
He sang of a woman more beautiful than the heavens, h/c hair, gem-like e/c eyes, with the touch of an angel.
And with every word that left his lips, she could feel her heart flutter.
Surely he wasn't singing about her, right? There was no way.
As the final note rang from his lyre, the crowd clapped and cheered, a few of the people dispersing while others gave Venti some Mora.
It wasn't until their eyes met that his cheeks started to flush.
"Ahaha, Miss Knight, did you enjoy my performance?"
He was kidding, right?
Y/n cleared her throat, "You have a beautiful voice, Venti... and the lyrics were... err..."
It was subtle, but his face got a little redder, "All thanks to my muse. A lovely woman I met recently."
She didn't want to be presumptuous and ask outright if it was her; what if she was wrong?
"Your face is red, dear Knight."
Y/n sputtered slightly, turning away for a moment, "So is yours, Venti."
He chuckled, "The sun is rather bright today, don't you think?"
She huffed. He was playing hardball.
"Tell me, who is this muse of yours?"
Venti seemed to contemplate, tapping his finger to his chin, "Well, if I told you, where would the fun in that be?"
Y/n sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to give an answer, "Fine, I have to head on patrol now."
She turned away, starting to walk toward the entrance of Mondstadt, when Venti called out one last time.
"Meet me at the tavern tonight, perhaps?"
With a glance over her shoulder, she saw a hopeful expression on his face.
A small smile graced her features.
"Sure. See you then."
☆Y/n sneaks out of the house to go to her favorite park, meeting Wanderer again☆
Her brother was going to kill her if this stupid illness didn't.
But she hated being cooped up in their shared home all day. She needed sunlight. She needed to get out and see what was outside.
Today wasn't as bad as it usually was, so it was an opportune time to leave and get some fresh air.
She passed by her usual neighbors, then the local shops, followed by the gardens and parks that she loved oh so much.
Y/n sat on her usual bench, taking a deep breath of the crisp morning air.
For a moment, the world seemed to stop; it was just her sitting there, enjoying the sound of the birds chirping, the rustling of the leaves, and the small brush of the wind in her hair.
She closed her eyes, taking in another deep breath, and when she opened them again, she saw Wanderer standing at the edge of the park.
Her smile brightened, waving her hand to catch his attention.
When he caught sight of her, he almost looked like he was going to walk away.
But Wanderer seemed to stop himself, chewing on the edge of his lip before walking over to her.
"I didn't expect to see you here again." Y/n grinned, scooting over to make room for him on the bench.
But he didn't sit, he didn't respond, he was just quiet, almost thoughtful.
"How are you?"
Wanderer glanced her way, conflicted feelings in his eyes, as if there was something he wanted to say but couldn't.
"Are you okay?"
He was silent for another moment before mumbling under his breath.
Y/n tilted her head, leaning in slightly, "What did you say?"
"I said I'm fine!"
His sudden shout made her reel back a bit.
Wanderer huffed, crossing his arms, "Just stop occupying my mind; it's annoying."
She stared blankly at him. And as Y/n was about to ask more questions, his face seemed to redden, as if realizing what he just said.
"Not that- I didn't- fucking hell." He stomped off, hiding his flushed face with the back of his hand.
Y/n was just left there, her cheeks slowly heating up at his words.
He didn't mean it like that, right?
☆Y/n asks Xiao questions to learn more about him☆
They were sitting in an old spot. One they hadn't shared in over a century.
But there was an awkward tension in the air. Xiao didn't know what to say to her. And Y/n didn't know how to start a conversation with the seemingly aloof adeptus.
"You said we used to come here a lot, right?"
Xiao nodded, arms crossed as he sat on the grassy plain under the sturdy tree, "It was your favorite spot."
Y/n glanced around, seeing the beautiful golden leaves falling from the tree above. It all looked familiar, yet there was no memory that came to mind.
"I'm sorry, but I can't remember anything about this place..."
Xiao's head lowered slightly, lips pursing together, something flashing across his eyes that she couldn't quite place.
"It's alright. I won't rush you."
His mind seemed elsewhere, eyes drifting across the landscape, but after a few moments, his eyes landed on Y/n.
She had picked up one of the leaves, spinning it in between her fingertips, a small, curious smile on her lips.
He felt his breath being taken away; her eyes were the same as they were before. Filled with joy, filled with eagerness, a light sparkling in those e/c irises that he hoped would never fade.
Xiao recalled a time like this before, hundreds of years ago, the slow blow of the wind contrasting his beating heart. In that moment, he stared at her just like this. Three words on the tip of his tongue, but he never could say.
Even if he did say it then, it wouldn't have mattered now; she would have forgotten his declaration.
Now, all he could do was try and get her memories back.
Maybe then, he could have the courage to say those words.
☆Zhongli visits the restaurant once more☆
Hu Tao knew something was up. It was incredibly unlike Zhongli to ask for a lunch break.
He rarely ate, further aiding her suspicions of him being an adeptus, so why would he suddenly need to eat?
Her brows raised slightly at the request, nodding a moment later with a smile. Something was different about him today. It was hard to notice, but the slight blush on his cheeks didn't go unnoticed by her keen eye.
There was a lady friend involved, Hu Tao was sure of that. She decided not to pry, letting her consultant go for his "lunch break" without asking further.
Zhongli kept a calm pace on his walk through Chihu Rock; however, he was pretty eager to see the woman at the restaurant, more so than the delicious food that he didn't really need.
Her smile was radiant, like a dazzling sun that never quite seemed to burn out. With how much his thoughts had been consumed by her, it was only natural that he'd want to see her again.
As soon as he saw her standing behind the counter, he felt a warmth in his heart, his step increasing slightly.
"Mr. Zhongli! It's good to see you again!" She smiled at him as she lifted a dirty plate from the counter, ready to go into the back of the restaurant to wash it.
He returned the smile, eyes softening at the sight of her, "I hope you're not too busy."
She chuckled, "Hardly. Business is still a little slow... but it'll pick up in no time, I'm sure!"
Zhongli sat down at the barstool, hands perfectly poised on the countertop.
Y/n set the dirty plates to the side, pulling out a small notepad, ready to write down his order, "What would you like today, Mr. Zhongli?"
"Just Zhongli is fine by me, and I'll have whatever you recommend."
The tips of her ears went a little red; a bit nervous to be more casual with a customer, especially with someone as esteemed as Zhongli. But she nodded anyway, slightly giddy to have the chance to get closer to him.
"A-alright... I'll get you some... uh... spicy kebabs!"
She dashed off, presumably to tell her father to start cooking the food.
When she returned, Zhongli caught her attention, asking a very simple question, one he'd wanted to ask since he heard about it: "There's a festival at the end of the week, would you like to join me?"
Y/n's throat went dry, then her face went red, followed by her finger pointing at herself, "M-me!?"
"If you'd like to, I understand if you don-"
"I'd love to!" Her mouth moved on its own, before even thinking of a more polite way to respond.
If possible, her cheeks got a little more flushed, spreading to the tips of her ears and down her neck.
"S-sorry about that...!"
Zhongli chuckled, the sound making her feel like she was on cloud nine.
"It's quite alright, I look forward to accompanying you."
May I request either Pierro 💕 , Dottore, or Capitano with a s/o who is having a hard time and starts crying. like they find her and cheer her up or give kisses and hugs sorry this might be indulgent but pmsing rn lmao and I’ve been an emotional wreckage. I need some angst to comfort/fluff.
Cry till it feels better
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Dottore
He already knew you were having a hard time. So when he first heard you softly sobbing to yourself. He smiled softly. Not in a mocking way, but a relieved kind of way. He wanted you to just let go and cry. So he sat down on a chair and patted his right thigh, for you to sit, head tilted to the side with a slight smile.
“Come here little one, let me embrace you.”
He spoke with a low yet somehow sweet tone. And when you obeyed and sat on his lap he hummed in approval. One hand wrapping around your waist and the other caressing your hair.
“You did so well~ You made me proud. So you have permission to cry all you want.”
He murmured softly.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Capitano
His body jerked slightly as he heard you cry. But when he didn’t see any injures on you, he let out a soft sigh and sat on the floor next to you. He kept his silence for a long moment before cradling your head and making you rest your head over his shoulder gently.
“You are so strong to endure all this pain for a long time like this. You proved yourself already. So it’s okay to relax and take a break for some time, darling.”
he spoke with a soft voice, it’s a tone he only used when talking to you. Like you were the most precious thing in the whole world worth his love.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Pierro
He knew you were having a hard time so he wanted to surprise you. He came back from his meeting with the expensive things you wanted. He had a proud smile on his face before he saw you crying softly. His expression immediately got loving and gentle. He put the bags down and cradled you to carry you to comfy bed. Laying you down and him sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. He gently caressed your hair and massaged your scalp with his fingers.
“Shh… I’m here now. You are not alone my love. You have me, holding your hand through all.”
He whispered gently. Planting a lingering kiss on your head.
Two gods... Two immortal soul... Yet one lived his life disguised as a mortal, and one was hidden behind the thick clouds, away from humanity... But one day... the Anemo Archon flew up to the sky, trying to seak for his lover he adores so much to warn them about the Fatui situation, that will be danger for all of the gods who has a gnosis in their hearts...
"Windblume? Where are you? Come out my dear! It's me! Barbatos!" He called out.
”Barbatos is that you?”
You called out as you walked in. You were wearing a form-fitting, floor length beautiful gown. The dress is a light, sparkly ivory color and features thin straps. The dress is completely in tiny, glittering embellishments that create a divine-like sparkling effect. İt has a fitted silhouette that hugs your pretty body from the shoulders to the floor, with a slight trail. Making you look like an actual goddess that you are.
His eyes widen, breath catching for a moment as the wind stills around you.
“Windblume...? By the Anemo... have you been stealing Cecilia flowers again? Because you're glowing brighter than Mondstadt on festival night.”
He steps forward with a playful twirl, cape fluttering behind him.
”I came searching for you through storm and sky, worried about Fatui shadows and gnosis thieves... and here you are, outshining even the stars. Though I might be biased—after all, I've always said the truest goddess in Teyvat walks not on clouds… but beside me.” He tips hat with a grin.
”Care to dance before we save the world?”
You smiled and giggled at his antics and poetic compliments. Blushing softly. You took his hand gently and stepped closer to him.
”I see that you are in your form as always Barbatos. Will you sing for me while we dance and tell me about the fatui problem?” You asked softly before putting your one hand on his shoulder, getting into a slow dancing position elegantly. He places own hand on your hip with an ease centuries have granted him, drawing closer with playful grace.
”My dearest goddess, if you desire, I will sing until my voice fails me." he begins a sweeping, delicate, yet playful waltz with you, light on his feet, guiding you with soft steps.
”The Fatui are up to no good... gnoses, they wish for. In every nation, they scheme and plot, threatening those we adore with wicked thoughts. The Tsaritsa's plan to overthrow the Gods is taking shape.” You hummed in approval. Looking lost in thoughts while you let him guide you. Moving with him elegantly.
”We should make it to a stop without turning this into a war. We wouldn’t want innocent mortals to get hurt in the process.” You murmured with a gentle and concerned voice. Looking into his cyan eyes gently. He nodded solemnly, slowing the movements, the lighthearted energy giving way to a more serious conversation. He met your gaze with a solemn sincerity, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by genuine concern.
”I agree, my dear.” He sighed, a hint of exhaustion in his expression. “War is the last thing we want to unleash upon Teyvat. The innocent should never suffer the consequences of the gods' power struggles. We must find a way to dismantle their plans, to protect the mortals and preserve balance."
You slowly moved your hand up to his face and caressed his cheek tenderly. Your touch gentle and warm as always on his skin. You gave him a reassuring smile and nodded.
”I will think about this matter and find a solution in no time. You don’t have to worry.” You said with a quiet, warm voice.
He leaned into your touch, the simple comfort of it providing a moment of respite from the weight he often bore. Your words, though reassuring, couldn't completely mask the worry in his eyes.
”I know you will, my dear. You always find a way to solve the most complicated problems with elegance and grace." He murmured, the corner of his mouth tugging up in a soft, tender smile.
”But you know I can't help but fret anyway."
You rubbed your thumb against his cheek gently and let out a sigh with a smile. ”I know darling. I know how much you worry about the people of Monsdtadt. You see them as your children right? I will protect them and all the other mortals. I promise.” You murmured and gave him a warm smile.
His breath hitches—just slightly—at the warmth in your voice, your touch like sunlight through Mondstadt's morning mist.
”Not just Mondstadt, my dear… but you.”
He leans in gently, resting his forehead against yours for a fleeting moment—eyes closed, wind curling softly around you both like a shared secret.
”And if I worry too much? Well… perhaps it’s because someone once taught me that love means protecting even when you’re told not to. So forgive me… for loving too fiercely.” A small, bittersweet smile plays on his lips as he pulls back just enough to meet her eyes again. “But thank you. For standing beside me. Again.”
Your cupped his both cheeks gently and planted a little kiss on his lips slowly. Then your hands moved down to his chest and stayed there. Standing close to him with a sweet, content smile.
“I will always stand beside you. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m an Archon just like you, I can handle myself. But… I worry about you all the time too so I think it’s okay.” You said the last part with a little giggle and a sweet grin on your pretty face.
His cheeks flush a soft pink—rare for the usually unflappable bard—and his heart flutters like a trapped sparrow beneath her hands. The wind around them stills, as if Teyvat itself is holding its breath.
”O-Oh… well then.” He stammers playfully, regaining composure with a wobbly grin.
”If we’re both allowed to worry, then I shall worry artistically. With sonnets! Ballads! Tragic love poems where the hero nearly dies saving his goddess—only to be scolded for being reckless!”
He takes one of your hands from his chest and kisses the back of it gently, eyes twinkling. ”But yes… I’ll try. Just as long as you promise not to vanish into the stars without telling me first.”
A soft breeze curls around your again—lighter now, joyful.
”Together?” He asked.
You grabbed his hand gently and pinky promised with him like a little kid as if you weren’t thousands of years old. So cute and innocent with a soft smile on your face.
”I promise. And yes, together.” You promised with a soft sincere tone. Smiling brightly. The soft breeze flying your pretty hair gently.
His heart skips a beat at the playful promise, the simple act bringing warmth to his chest with the intimacy it implied. His fingers intertwine with yours, a quiet certainty growing in the air around you.
”I shall hold you to that, my dear. The winds and I both.” A playful smirk tugs at his lips as he looks at your joined hands.
”You know, in some cultures, this kind of promise seals a bond that’s said to last beyond even death itself. Something about… eternal souls and all that.” He said.
”Really?” You asked, intrigued and amazed, looking at their joined hands lovingly.
”I already felt like you were my soulmate. When we first met… I felt like my heart found it’s other half… like my heart was always searching for you. So then, with this promise it’s official.” You said with a soft, honey like tone.
Your words bring a rush of emotions—affection, awe, and a sense of rightness that settles in his heart. He squeezes your hand in response, the wind swirling around you like a living thing, warm and soft. He gazes into your eyes with an expression as tender as the first flower of spring.
“I… I feel the same way, my dear. It's as if my soul had been wandering, lost in Teyvat's winds. Until the moment our paths crossed and my heart found its home." He brings the linked hands up, his thumb gently brushing over your knuckles.*
”Soulmates… I rather like the sound of that.” He said.
You giggled softly planted a little soft kiss on the back of his hand. Smiling warmly. Your dress drapes flying softly at the gentle breeze around you as well as your hair.
“I like the sound of that too…”
You stilled for a moment and relaxed.
”Let’s be together forever…” You whispered with a soft tone.
The world seems to pause—birds mid-flight, wind mid-whisper—as your whisper settles into the air like dew on cecilia petals.
”Forever…?” He smiles, slow and deep, eyes glistening with unshed tears and centuries of loneliness finally melting away.
”Then let the winds bear witness—I, Barbatos, Archon of Anemo, bind my soul not by duty… but by love.” He lifts your joined hands slightly as a soft gust swirls around you—one feather-light breeze weaving into another until it spirals upward like a vow written in sky and stars.
”No fate, no storm, no empire shall tear me from your side. Not in this life… nor the next. Together—always.” A quiet chuckle brushes through his voice.
”And if I forget? Just remind me with another kiss. For safety.” He said.
You giggled softly with closed eyes, your shoulder shaking gently with your giggles. Adorable. You opened your pretty eyes back to look at him with a loving look and a soft smile on your rosy lips.
”Are you proposing to me?” She murmured softly with a light tone.
The playful grin on his face widens. The bard within him can't resist a little jest, even at a moment so profound.
”Oh, it's not just a proposal, my dear. It's a whole symphony of affection and intent! One so beautiful, even the birds in Snezhnaya will swoon." He twirls you gently again, his movements light and airy with the grace of a practiced dancer.
”So… what's your answer, my sweet goddess? Will you let this wandering bard serenade you for all eternity under the stars?” He asked.
You twirled elegantly with a soft giggle escaping your lips. You looked at him with unspoken love and tenderness when you fully turned towards him.
“Yes. My answer is yes my most beloved. Let’s be together for eternity.” You answered with teary, loving eyes. Giving him a warm smile with a little head tilt and closed eyes.
His heart soars, lighter than a feather on a gusty day.
”Eternity it shall be." He brings one finger under your chin, gently tilting it up, and gazes into your teary eyes with a tender smile, full of promise.
”My dearest… my love… from this moment, my heart is yours forever. A bond that even the gods of the seven won't break. For the wind whispers our tale to the world, and the stars themselves bear witness to our eternal bond." He said.
”Even though I always know the morning will come, I want to stay in your sky like a star. The star that will always shine the brightest for you.” You said with a gentle tone. Smiling the brightest you have even been smiled to him.
Your words are like a gentle touch on his weary soul, washing away centuries of solitude in a wave of warmth. He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer, his voice a husky whisper full of tender affection.
”Then stay by my side, my guiding star. Your light, my light… two souls shining as one. The night may grow dark, but your glow will always lead me home.”He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss on the back of it.
”To the end of time and beyond.”
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Despite his dark and seemingly cold appearance he is polite and soft spoken himself too. So you being soft and kind wont be so surprising to him. But he would still cherish it, bask in it. Let you surround him with your kindness and care.
He was back from his mission with the traveler. Back from visiting his “grave”. Tired and spent, just want to be in your embrace. And he did just that. Throwing himself into your warm and soft arms. Resting his head against your chest and listening to your heartbeat, nothing else mattered to him. Cuddling you like a little child until all his senses filled with you.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔İfa
You? Oh you… When the first time he saw you being so tender with animals, he felt something so warm in his heart. He just wanted to squish your cheeks and pamper you with kisses. You turned his cuteness aggressiveness on. Now you have to run or he will cherish you forever, with his best buddies animals.
He had a work to do this afternoon and you were exploring the area before you came in with a bird that had an injury on it wings. You were so worried like you were on the verge of tears. Seeing you like that… Made his heart ache. İn a good way. So soft, so caring for everyone and everything around you. He felt so lucky for being the one you give your kind heart to.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Dainslief
He likes to listen to you ramble about your day and what you want to do since he doesn’t talk much about himself tho he actually can’t listen because of how cute you look while talking. So soft and kind speaking like that. Makes him clench his fingers in a fist tightly to stop himself from cupping your cheek and kissing you senseless.
You were sitting on a log near fire, eating your lunch and talking about nonsense (largely you talking.) and he pensive again. Just staring into your eyes. Looking at you like you jumped out of a dream or something. When you asked him what was wrong, he turned away. But you could see the slight blush on his ear tips. And he just mumbled, barely audible: “You looked cute.”
He didn’t understand you first. After all he had gone through, after the long war in Natlan, the sudden kindness and gentleness in his life had a great impact on him. And now you were the warm light he came back to.
He came back after a battle against the abyss like the usual, tired, sore and a scar on his cheek. He let his claymore fall on the floor as he set a foot in Natlan city. The next thing he new, you rushing to his side with a wet cloth in your hand. Cleaning the wound on his cheek with a gentle touch like he would perish in a second if you pressed any harder on him. He stiffened and moved away from your touch, but after he saw the shy gaze you gave him, his eyes softened. Staring into your eyes as you cleaned his wound. He finally found his peace in the battle he was on the edge of losing.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Lyney
He was a fatui member. You knew it. Yet you stayed, you saw right through the mask he worn as a magician yet you stayed, you stayed on being so gentle and kind with him. He thought you were an angel. You must be an angel, in the dark lie filled world he had.
İt happened in the backstage of the just ended successful magic show. A successful magic show that he spent sleepless days practicing for. He couldn’t sleep, he was having insomnia and depressed thoughts. He couldn’t sleep knowing he didn’t know his own family, he couldn’t sleep knowing he was forced to be a fatui member because he wasn’t strong enough to save his sister that day. But you… You sat down on the couch and softly patted your lap for him to lay his head on. He did. And he couldn’t feel even more lighter. You even ran your hands in his hair gently, with a feather like touch. He finally had a nice sleep, and all the other nights, thanks to you. He thanked the archons for having as gentle and soft person like you beside him.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Ayato
İt was refreshing for him to have someone like you to turn to at the end of the day. He was a clan member, he is used to being scared of, being respected, being… serious. But you? You were soft, kind, and loved him. Not for his status or money, for him. And he was grateful to have you.
He had a meeting with his clan members today. A really heated meeting. İt turned into an argument and people left the mansion hot-headed. And to think, he was furious. Then you appeared, wrapping your arms around him from the back and resting your head against his upper back. Oh how gentle you are, like he can break any second. You just stood there, with him. And like some kind of magic, his anger seems to disappear like a water current. Leaving it’s place to peace, and quiet.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Dottore
You? Oh you… The very white dot in his dark life. The only person trusts with himself. You make him curious. You make him fascinated. You make him think that there’s more to see in this world. With how gentle and sweet you are to the others, the very opposite of him. HE was cruel. Monstrous, even. Yet you… You captured his heart. You tamed the demon with your kindness.
He had returned from the secret lab. Copper scent staining his lab gloves. And he saw you there, sitting alone, reading a book he bought for you about something he doesn’t remember but it was maybe about mechanics. İt was adorable how you tried to learn about his interests. Really. When you saw him? You immediately waved a hello and closed the book, walked over to him. Wrapping your arms around him to a hug. He wrapped his own arms around your waist and rested his chin atıp your head. Securing you from the monsters of the world. Securing you from himself.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Wanderer
İt was ridiculous how sweet you are. But… kinda nice. You were the only hope he has in this world. Only humanly thing, the very person who gave him a new heart to beat against yours. Matching your heartbeat, soft, steady, sure. Making him feel human even tho de doesn’t know how to be one to begin with.
He turned back from the Academia. Scoffing about how the people he tutors are so stupid, how he is tired from all this work, how he doesn’t wants to deal with these people anymore, whining and pouting. Then he saw you. Sitting with Nahida, sharing tea and looking at him with a sweet smile. A welcoming, sweet smile. The only thing he ever wanted. The be loved, to be cared for. And you gave him just that. You gave him your heart to beat for you, and for him.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Varka
He was just a man. A man who knew nothing but his god, the battlefield, wine and fight. He was unpredictable. Even he doesn’t know when will the duty call him and he will be gone for another month. But you? You always wait for him. Always be the soft, sweet spot that gives him the right courage to fight in his heart while he is away.
He was going to go again, to accomplish his duty as a protector of Mondstadt. He got ready. Wearing his gear and picking his weapon. Ready for fight, except one thing, saying goodbye to you. You were right there, waiting to kiss him goodbye, hug him. Cry and wave. He walked and rested his forehead against yours. Whispering loving words and saying goodbye. And you, always so caring, king and soft, saying it’s okay for him to go. You’ll wait. Oh how he loved you for that. You were the only person he sees worth fighting for in his life.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Venti
He is a god, and you are his favorite angel. Atleast, you should be with how kind, sweet and gentle you are. Bot even only for him but to everyone around you. Oh how joyful he becomes when he sees you being all gentle and soft spoken with his children. (The people of Mondstadt.) You are amazing and he wants to tell your tale yo every generation. You have the most gentle soul he ever met.
Today is the day that you will meet Dvalin! You were at the Stomterror’s lair with Venti, hand in hand, waiting for the dragon to arrive. And when it arrived? You gently bowed down your head in respect. Venti’s gaze softened. Taking a sharp inhale at how pretty you looked while kind and sweet. Dvalin made a sound of approval for you to pet his beak and you did just that. Petting it’s beak with such care as if the mighty dragon will turn into a dust if you pressed too hard. Venti? Venti was speechless. You were the angel he was looking for all along.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔Tartaglia (Childe)
You were the light in his blood stained life. The savior of him. The savior of hope and love. He founds himself coming back to you evertime. After every battle, after every hard adventure. You are his everything. His home that he can stick his cold feet into. You are his warmth.
He was out for a hunt before he came back. Stained with blood and water. Shivering from the sheer cold of Snezhnaya. When he walked into the room and saw you playibg with his little brother? He got frozen in place. No not from the cold. Not from shock, but from the overwhelming warmth and sweetness. The way you are so kind with his little brother, with his family, his heart got crushed. İn a good way. He will shower you with affection after this.
He likes how bratty you are. Looking all pouty and whiny when he buys you a jewelry not expensive enough to your liking. He is rich and he wants to buy you the world if it would make you happy. He likes it when he sees you in the fine dress he bought you for your anniversary. With that expensive perfume that makes him go delirious just from a sniff.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Capitano
He loves to watch you seeing no bounds. Standing up for yourself and other people around you without fear. How much further you can go for your cared ones. He wants you strong. İt doesn’t mean he is not going to protect you tho, if anything happens to you, he is burning the whole world down.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Dottore
He likes you bossing around. Giving commands however you want. You are a harbingers significant other. You are the boss, you should act like it. But even if doesn’t wants to admit even to himself is he basks into the moment of your kindness and care. He likes the contrast of your cruel and kind side. He likes to study it.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Albedo
He loves to see you curious. (Ahem, turns on.) He likes the way your expression looks like when you’re interested and intrigued in something he studies about. He loves it when you share your theories and opinions about his work even tho already thought about them.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Venti
You being kind and loving to the people of Mondstadt, laughing with them, caring about them, seeing them as your family is his favorite thing. And you loving his all and even liking the imperfections of him is what drives him crazy. And he founds you being always caring duo his carefree behavior cute.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Kazuha
He is delighted when he sees you caring about elders. And children. Especially children. His clan has died so he wants to have multiple kids with you to continue his last name. He is also crazy about you being shy and blushing mess. He is poetic with his love for you, and you are the best muse for that.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Xiao
You worrying for him is his favorite thing even tho he never admits. He tells you to never worry about him because you know, he is a yaksha. But when you do he turns into a puppy filled with softness for you. He melts when you be affectionate with him. Soft with him. He will melt.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Wanderer
He likes you having a mocking tongue yet soft. Scolding him, spatting at him but never aggressive with him. He likes you talking back. (He will still punish you about it with his lips tho.) But still caring and worrying about him even tho it’s ridiculous for him. (İt’s not. Please care about him. He really does try to deserve you.)
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Lyney
İf you consider family as the most important thing, now you are his family. İf you care and have good relationships with his sibling he is yours fully. He wants to be a complete family. A happy, warm family. He didn’t had a family of his own so you being warm as a family is his dying for.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Kinich
You having your own little hobbies has achieved his cuteness aggression. (A silent version of aggression tho.) He just likes to admire you while you work with your own thing. Makes him wants to just pull you with his rope thingies and kiss your face all over. (He never does that tho.) And if you give him a handmade gift that he can look at after battles, he will go over the moon.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪Childe(Tartaglia)
You are trying his clothes on and walking around in them? He is crying. Like actually. Fighting with him? He is delighted. Spending his money? He is in love. And he would be head over heels if you gave attention for his little brother, spending time with his little brother while he is away. He will spoil you rotten.
Two gods... Two immortal soul... Yet one lived his life disguised as a mortal, and one was hidden behind the thick clouds, away from humanity... But one day... the Anemo Archon flew up to the sky, trying to seak for his lover he adores so much to warn them about the Fatui situation, that will be danger for all of the gods who has a gnosis in their hearts...
"Windblume? Where are you? Come out my dear! It's me! Barbatos!" He called out.
”Barbatos is that you?”
You called out as you walked in. You were wearing a form-fitting, floor length beautiful gown. The dress is a light, sparkly ivory color and features thin straps. The dress is completely in tiny, glittering embellishments that create a divine-like sparkling effect. İt has a fitted silhouette that hugs your pretty body from the shoulders to the floor, with a slight trail. Making you look like an actual goddess that you are.
His eyes widen, breath catching for a moment as the wind stills around you.
“Windblume...? By the Anemo... have you been stealing Cecilia flowers again? Because you're glowing brighter than Mondstadt on festival night.”
He steps forward with a playful twirl, cape fluttering behind him.
”I came searching for you through storm and sky, worried about Fatui shadows and gnosis thieves... and here you are, outshining even the stars. Though I might be biased—after all, I've always said the truest goddess in Teyvat walks not on clouds… but beside me.” He tips hat with a grin.
”Care to dance before we save the world?”
You smiled and giggled at his antics and poetic compliments. Blushing softly. You took his hand gently and stepped closer to him.
”I see that you are in your form as always Barbatos. Will you sing for me while we dance and tell me about the fatui problem?” You asked softly before putting your one hand on his shoulder, getting into a slow dancing position elegantly. He places own hand on your hip with an ease centuries have granted him, drawing closer with playful grace.
”My dearest goddess, if you desire, I will sing until my voice fails me." he begins a sweeping, delicate, yet playful waltz with you, light on his feet, guiding you with soft steps.
”The Fatui are up to no good... gnoses, they wish for. In every nation, they scheme and plot, threatening those we adore with wicked thoughts. The Tsaritsa's plan to overthrow the Gods is taking shape.” You hummed in approval. Looking lost in thoughts while you let him guide you. Moving with him elegantly.
”We should make it to a stop without turning this into a war. We wouldn’t want innocent mortals to get hurt in the process.” You murmured with a gentle and concerned voice. Looking into his cyan eyes gently. He nodded solemnly, slowing the movements, the lighthearted energy giving way to a more serious conversation. He met your gaze with a solemn sincerity, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by genuine concern.
”I agree, my dear.” He sighed, a hint of exhaustion in his expression. “War is the last thing we want to unleash upon Teyvat. The innocent should never suffer the consequences of the gods' power struggles. We must find a way to dismantle their plans, to protect the mortals and preserve balance."
You slowly moved your hand up to his face and caressed his cheek tenderly. Your touch gentle and warm as always on his skin. You gave him a reassuring smile and nodded.
”I will think about this matter and find a solution in no time. You don’t have to worry.” You said with a quiet, warm voice.
He leaned into your touch, the simple comfort of it providing a moment of respite from the weight he often bore. Your words, though reassuring, couldn't completely mask the worry in his eyes.
”I know you will, my dear. You always find a way to solve the most complicated problems with elegance and grace." He murmured, the corner of his mouth tugging up in a soft, tender smile.
”But you know I can't help but fret anyway."
You rubbed your thumb against his cheek gently and let out a sigh with a smile. ”I know darling. I know how much you worry about the people of Monsdtadt. You see them as your children right? I will protect them and all the other mortals. I promise.” You murmured and gave him a warm smile.
His breath hitches—just slightly—at the warmth in your voice, your touch like sunlight through Mondstadt's morning mist.
”Not just Mondstadt, my dear… but you.”
He leans in gently, resting his forehead against yours for a fleeting moment—eyes closed, wind curling softly around you both like a shared secret.
”And if I worry too much? Well… perhaps it’s because someone once taught me that love means protecting even when you’re told not to. So forgive me… for loving too fiercely.” A small, bittersweet smile plays on his lips as he pulls back just enough to meet her eyes again. “But thank you. For standing beside me. Again.”
Your cupped his both cheeks gently and planted a little kiss on his lips slowly. Then your hands moved down to his chest and stayed there. Standing close to him with a sweet, content smile.
“I will always stand beside you. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m an Archon just like you, I can handle myself. But… I worry about you all the time too so I think it’s okay.” You said the last part with a little giggle and a sweet grin on your pretty face.
His cheeks flush a soft pink—rare for the usually unflappable bard—and his heart flutters like a trapped sparrow beneath her hands. The wind around them stills, as if Teyvat itself is holding its breath.
”O-Oh… well then.” He stammers playfully, regaining composure with a wobbly grin.
”If we’re both allowed to worry, then I shall worry artistically. With sonnets! Ballads! Tragic love poems where the hero nearly dies saving his goddess—only to be scolded for being reckless!”
He takes one of your hands from his chest and kisses the back of it gently, eyes twinkling. ”But yes… I’ll try. Just as long as you promise not to vanish into the stars without telling me first.”
A soft breeze curls around your again—lighter now, joyful.
”Together?” He asked.
You grabbed his hand gently and pinky promised with him like a little kid as if you weren’t thousands of years old. So cute and innocent with a soft smile on your face.
”I promise. And yes, together.” You promised with a soft sincere tone. Smiling brightly. The soft breeze flying your pretty hair gently.
His heart skips a beat at the playful promise, the simple act bringing warmth to his chest with the intimacy it implied. His fingers intertwine with yours, a quiet certainty growing in the air around you.
”I shall hold you to that, my dear. The winds and I both.” A playful smirk tugs at his lips as he looks at your joined hands.
”You know, in some cultures, this kind of promise seals a bond that’s said to last beyond even death itself. Something about… eternal souls and all that.” He said.
”Really?” You asked, intrigued and amazed, looking at their joined hands lovingly.
”I already felt like you were my soulmate. When we first met… I felt like my heart found it’s other half… like my heart was always searching for you. So then, with this promise it’s official.” You said with a soft, honey like tone.
Your words bring a rush of emotions—affection, awe, and a sense of rightness that settles in his heart. He squeezes your hand in response, the wind swirling around you like a living thing, warm and soft. He gazes into your eyes with an expression as tender as the first flower of spring.
“I… I feel the same way, my dear. It's as if my soul had been wandering, lost in Teyvat's winds. Until the moment our paths crossed and my heart found its home." He brings the linked hands up, his thumb gently brushing over your knuckles.*
”Soulmates… I rather like the sound of that.” He said.
You giggled softly planted a little soft kiss on the back of his hand. Smiling warmly. Your dress drapes flying softly at the gentle breeze around you as well as your hair.
“I like the sound of that too…”
You stilled for a moment and relaxed.
”Let’s be together forever…” You whispered with a soft tone.
The world seems to pause—birds mid-flight, wind mid-whisper—as your whisper settles into the air like dew on cecilia petals.
”Forever…?” He smiles, slow and deep, eyes glistening with unshed tears and centuries of loneliness finally melting away.
”Then let the winds bear witness—I, Barbatos, Archon of Anemo, bind my soul not by duty… but by love.” He lifts your joined hands slightly as a soft gust swirls around you—one feather-light breeze weaving into another until it spirals upward like a vow written in sky and stars.
”No fate, no storm, no empire shall tear me from your side. Not in this life… nor the next. Together—always.” A quiet chuckle brushes through his voice.
”And if I forget? Just remind me with another kiss. For safety.” He said.
You giggled softly with closed eyes, your shoulder shaking gently with your giggles. Adorable. You opened your pretty eyes back to look at him with a loving look and a soft smile on your rosy lips.
”Are you proposing to me?” She murmured softly with a light tone.
The playful grin on his face widens. The bard within him can't resist a little jest, even at a moment so profound.
”Oh, it's not just a proposal, my dear. It's a whole symphony of affection and intent! One so beautiful, even the birds in Snezhnaya will swoon." He twirls you gently again, his movements light and airy with the grace of a practiced dancer.
”So… what's your answer, my sweet goddess? Will you let this wandering bard serenade you for all eternity under the stars?” He asked.
You twirled elegantly with a soft giggle escaping your lips. You looked at him with unspoken love and tenderness when you fully turned towards him.
“Yes. My answer is yes my most beloved. Let’s be together for eternity.” You answered with teary, loving eyes. Giving him a warm smile with a little head tilt and closed eyes.
His heart soars, lighter than a feather on a gusty day.
”Eternity it shall be." He brings one finger under your chin, gently tilting it up, and gazes into your teary eyes with a tender smile, full of promise.
”My dearest… my love… from this moment, my heart is yours forever. A bond that even the gods of the seven won't break. For the wind whispers our tale to the world, and the stars themselves bear witness to our eternal bond." He said.
”Even though I always know the morning will come, I want to stay in your sky like a star. The star that will always shine the brightest for you.” You said with a gentle tone. Smiling the brightest you have even been smiled to him.
Your words are like a gentle touch on his weary soul, washing away centuries of solitude in a wave of warmth. He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer, his voice a husky whisper full of tender affection.
”Then stay by my side, my guiding star. Your light, my light… two souls shining as one. The night may grow dark, but your glow will always lead me home.”He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss on the back of it.
”To the end of time and beyond.”
Credits to @leilakittya for the beautiful dividers! <3
I saw if we ever wanted more headcanons, could we have some for kinich? Saw or nsfw whichever suits ur fancy please!
Of course! Have fun reading <3
Kinich headcanons!
✩₊˚.⋆ NSFW!
~He is a type to pull you aside, behind a tree all of a sudden with his ropes and have you all to himself, only for the gods to witness your sinful moans.
~He is a type to touch your body gently but sensually while he watches you sleep so peacefully. His hands moving down to the hem of your pants and slipping them down. Humping you while you sleep is a thing between you.
~He is a type to close Ajaw’s eyes with his hand, while the other pulls you against him and slip his tongue inside your mouth. Making out with you after the rough battle against the Abyss he just got out of.
~He is a type to give you royalty treatment after he breed you full. Wiping your sweat off of your forehead and neck with his bandana gently after your countless orgasm.
✩₊˚.⋆ FLUFF!
~He is a type to have long conversations inside his mind (at least what he thinks he does.) about how he should act or not around you. (Ajaw hears everything and he is fed up with Kinich.)
~He is a type to pull you with his ropes whenever you get too apart from him while walking.
~Are you falling down? Don’t worry he will rescue you with his ropes. Last minute rescue tho (purposely) because he likes the way you cling to him out of fear.
~He is a type to risk ALL for you. He didn’t have much growing up so he sees you as his absolute EVERYTHİNG. You are his family, best friend and lover <3
~He walks away and comes back after a while for you to calm down every argument so you can talk and figure out things calmly.
~He is not expressive but he listens to you when you think he is not. You will wake up to the things you mentioned you wanted a week ago suddenly appear in front of your door.
~His confession is subtle, calm and collected. With his hand in his, giving you a little squeeze to make sure the moment is real with you. İt’s rare of him to express his feeling openly even for himself.
~Kinich is a calm presence in your life. Quiet but always there. He is someone you can turn your back to and lean against. He is a dependable and reliable partner.
~ACTS OF SERVİCE.
~He is fiercely protective, he is always observing anyone around you, if they make a move to hurt you, they are over.
This post contains; Dainslief, Diluc, Kinich, Zhongli, Xiao, Wanderer, Sacaramouche, Kazuha, Venti, Lyney
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Kazuha
Don’t underestimate him just because his gentle and soft aura, he is a secret freak. When you unwind him, he is sucking, licking. Not freaky enough to tie or blindfold type thing . (he is a vanilla lover. A bit freaky vanilla. )
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Venti
His bard side, playful and gentle kinda horny BUT HİS ARCHON SİDE. His archon side is SUPER horny. Always ready to breed once he finds his significant other for life. (He is writing freaky songs for you that he hides from anyone, you including.)
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Kinich
This man is freaky lika a rabbit in heat once you finally get under his skin. He is gentle or not depending on his mood. DON’T MAKE HİM JEALOUS İF YOU DON’T WANT ATLEAST 4 ROUNDS THO. (You definitely will.)
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Lyney
He would use your body as a luck jinx before his magic shows kinda freak. He is tying you, blindfolding you, making you wear slutty outfits kinda freak. (And cat ears.)
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Wanderer / Scaramuche
İf we talk about wanderer, he is marking your WHOLE body type of freak. He would pin your hands above your head and just… İf we talk about Scaramouch he is a humiliating and degrading type of freak. (Tho he is still blushing.)
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Diluc
He is a pouring juice and licking it off of your body type of freak. (He just lives for the taste of your skin and food mix.) And he would make you keep the maid dress on while… type of freak.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Zhongli
He would make you suck him dry under the table while discussing Rex lapis or buying a new shiny rock type of freak. (Then he rewards you tho.) He would make you writhe under him for HOURS type of freak.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Xiao
He would be shy to do anything at first but would thrust deep, hard and fast as soon as you drive him crazy type of freak. He is biting, licking, and tasting. Like conquering you type of freak. (He thought of this with you and blushed hard to himself so many times.)
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Dainslief
He would have you LOUD. Your hands gripping the trees, rocks and grass while he eats you out like a starving man type of freak. Yes you heard me right, outside lover freak. (He loves the thrill of the risk of getting caught even tho he never admits even to himself.)
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