Gotta love how everyone in this fandom agrees that Diluc has a breeding kink and that Al-Haitham would rail tf out of you even in his roommate's presence.
As a former Diluc fan I can conclude that out of all the Genshin guys, he is the best person to get married to
Rich, handsome, probably packing, yes!! But look at these lines??? "No need for small talk. All that matters is that you were safe last night," "Alright, see you next time. I'll make sure you leave safely," JFGDJDJD he's such a gentleman as well!! I feel like he would go out of the way to escort you home just so that creeps don't follow and then he'll wish you goodbye with a kiss on your hand! Also that umbrella line fjdhddb I think Traveller only had one umbrella so I think the way Diluc rejected it implies that he wanted them to take the whole umbrella since he is comfortable getting drenched in the rain djdbdndn ALSO IN THE WEBTOON THE WAY HE SMILES MF IS SO CUTE
Doesn't have to be an AU as it can take place in Teyvat, but I was thinking of something like this earlier from a NSFW headcanon I read a few weeks ago:
[y/n] is from another nation, accepting a political marriage in a prestigious clan of Inazuma: the Kamisato clan. They of course do not know how their husband looks like until the day of the ceremony, but once they see each other for the first time, reader agrees that the young lord doesn't look so bad. He, on the other hand, was head over heels for his bride/groom.
There comes the wedding night, Ayato definitely enjoys corrupting his now wife/husband. Reader isn't so fond of him, but he definitely tries to do everything to make them happy.
Yeah basically the big lines but with more drama and smut, something I really want to write if I have time lmao but no~ I am a busy teacher~
YALL MY EX IS BLASTED AND JUST SENT ME HIS GENSHIN HCS LOOK AT THIS SHIT
“I hate myself
• Amber- boring af. probably likes anal.
• Lisa- is probably and has probably done everything. switch energy, she defo has pegged a couple dudes, but also likes being sub
• Kaeya- Literally just teases the entire time, nonstop. master edger
• Noelle- vanilla af
• Benny boy- is still like 15
• Venti- a fucking psychopath, will piss on you and giggle, probably not even into pissplay but does it anyway. But like actually a menace in the bedroom
• Mona- less vanilla than noelle but probably kinda boring. says she’s a squirter but it’s actually jus pee
• Razor- is actually very gay for gorou
• Diluc- does not make a fucking sound while having sex. just undivided attention to the task at hand.
• Xiao- literally just wants to be held.
• Itto- says he wants control and all that jazz but secretly likes to be fingerblasted
• Albedo- keeps asking if the girl is okay after he spanks her.
• Zhongli- absolutely a dominant figure, experienced af. Knows all the good places to rub. treats the pussy like he’s solving a rubik’s cube and can solve that shit in like 7 seconds cuz he’s done it so much.
• Yanfei- makes sure to get written consent from everyone she sleeps with and files it away in a hidden filing cabinet.
• Ningguang- this woman knows her body and how to get a man to nut in world record times.
• Shenhe- uses her red ropes as gags and bindings, probably enjoys it but also it ensures she doesn’t decapitate on impulse after the dude spanks her once.
• Ei/raiden- probably veer away from sex.
• Kokomi- Lowkey can’t bc she’s too pure but probs a virgin.
• Ayaka- No fucking idea
• Ayato- too busy to entertain such silly things such as “sex”
• Sayu- nah fam i can’t do this one
• Childe- kinda like Kaeya, but instead of teasing way too much, he’ll tease for a bit then hit you with a baseball bat.
• Kujou Sara- Lesbian fs. Has eyes for Ei and beats to her constantly.
• Xingqiu- is 17, but i’m willing to bet he’s gay for Chongyun
• Chongyun- is also 17, and painfully unaware of xingqius preferences, keeps talking ab his hot aunt, and hopes that they aren’t completely blood related.
• Rosaría- would really appreciate if kaeya could stop teasing her and just make her cum
• Beidou- virgin
• Jean- virgin, but beats it out to diluc every once in a while
• Kazuha- honestly just a really nice guy.
• Hu Tao- masturbates in cemeteries
• Yae Miko- tease, pegs gorou on the DL
• Eula- has never nut, and literally wants a good old fashion dicking.”
Here are my first Genshin Impact HCs (that no one asked for) and we are starting with our beloved wine tycoon, Diluc Ragnvindr. Also there could be grammar and spelling mistakes because English isn't my first language!
❃ I really like the idea that Diluc's s/o fell in love for him first, but he definitely fell harder.
❃ But oh boy, he swiped the his (future) s/o off their feet. Without knowing his background, you knew he was the perfect man. His hair was just so beautiful and he was just so courteous and polite.
❃ It's probably someone he met when he was travelling across Teyvat, when he was between 18-21 but he definitely didn't think about them too much since he met s/o for a short time (and he had a lot on his mind already)
❃ Why confessing though? It was just a little stupid crush and you guys had to part anyways.
❃ You know the "Met the right one at the wrong time" trope? Yeah that one. Cry about it.
❃ One day, s/o travelled to Mondstadt for whatever reason and on the way, they travelled through Dawn Winery.
❃ As s/o discreetly stole a grape, a tall red haired person was climbing down the stairs of Dawn Winery. That's when it clicked.
❃ As if time stopped, you and him both stared at each other for a long time, processing, then recognizing each other.
❃ What a f*cking coincidence. Here is your long time summer crush.
❃ You haven't seen him for a while and he somehow... Got even more attractive.
❃ He tells you it is his domain around you and??? You didn't know he was loaded??? Wtf???
❃ Not that the idea of him being that loaded made you like him even more but, the idea that he was financially stable and also quite successful??? It made you feel things.
❃ He invited you to Angel's Share for a few drinks at night as he worked so you would catch up.
❃ His shift to him ended faster than usual. Weird.
❃ Charles probably realized that Master Diluc was in a better mood than usual, and definitely chattier than usual. Huh... Weird.
❃ Oh also, he offered to lodge you for that night at Dawn Winery, which you accepted because you had nowhere to go.
❃ The maids definitely started gossiping about this when he brought you home. But you really did stay in a separate house
❃ When Diluc was asked the following day who was this person he brought at Angel's Share last night, he was very honest with it and said you were a friend he met a few years ago.
❃ You on the other hand had to continue travelling, so you left Mondstadt after thanking Diluc for his hospitality
❃ Even though he mentionned you could stay for as long as you wanted, you had to go lol. But you definitely are welcome back anytime.
❃ He has to admit to himself, your presence made his manor feel less big and empty.
❃ Charles and all the patrons at the bar who saw you with Diluc started teasing him about how he looked good with you.
❃ He didn't deny it but just stayed silent, as usual. Although, he admitted he liked to talk with you.
❃ The word was quick to spread around Mondstadt that he was seeing someone (even if they saw him with you only one time)
❃ Rumors caught fire when a word slipped out that you also slept at his place. It was one of the hot topics in Mond.
❃ Diluc hated this, he was teased every day about this and somehow, it made him miss you.
❃ He really enjoyed talking to you while working and he couldn't wait to see you again. At every shift, he secretly waited for you to come back.
❃ Alright, I really headcanon Diluc having 0 experience when it comes to love and relationships but somehow deep inside, he knew something was happening.
❃ Kaeya one day teased Diluc about that person he was seeing and he told him you were just a friend. But Kaeya understood you weren't just by the way he spoke about you.
❃ Surprisingly, he stayed respectful and didn't tease him any further, but he was really genuine when asking if he was sure about it.
❃ So yeah, imagine Diluc kicking Kaeya out after this. All the teasing, the rumors... He had enough.
❃ But why... Why couldn't he get you out of his head? Why was he somehow still hoping someone teased him about you and him despite having enough of all the rumors?
❃ Weird.
❃ That night, he came back to Dawn Winery with a heavy heart... (but not in a bad way)
❃ The maids noticed Diluc wasn't eating much anymore. (I also believe he eats quite much, so it was surprising). His business partners caught him spacing out a lot. Kaeya noticed how he was looking anticipatedly at the tavern's door every shift.
❃ It was evident for everyone except for him though.
❃ Just come back plz.
Diluc is my ultimate husbando now, not because I kin him because I've studied oenology for a while in university and I owned a bar as well but maybe because he's the type of man I grew up to love. And also I feel like he's very misunderstood. I could write about him for days.
Also I'm on phone and I have no idea how to make this Tumblr aesthetic.
synopsis: when you're more than friends but less than lovers with him
contents: gn!reader, implied suggestive content, undefined relationships, a lot of dialogue, somewhat fwb?
note: honestly started writing without a plot in mind and it shows, but hopefully it's still enjoyable, idk why this was so difficult to write hsjxhjshc
Thoma
There's a reason why Thoma doesn't exactly drink. Being one of the rare Mondstadt citizen who can't hold his ground with a bottle or two, Thoma tries to avoid any messy scenarios as much as he can. He's the right hand man of the Commissioner, a well known fixer, and a respected housekeeper; for short, he has a reputation to keep. Needless to say, as a young adult servant, it can't be helped when his fellow co-workers would drag him out for a drinking session or two right after pay day fills their wallets.
Thoma does try to avoid messy scenarios. So when he wakes up with a terrible hangover, stumbling out of his bed only to realize the blanket on him is weighed down by something — he realizes he failed.
He stares at your sleeping form under his blankets once, twice, before rubbing his eyes to blink at you again. He's never been drunk enough to unconsciously take someone to bed before, much less his dear friend. Thinking back (albeit with a painful headache), he probably should've refused after the seventh cup of hard liquor was poured for him.
"Hng. . . Thoma? You're awake?" You mutter sleepily, pushing yourself up by your elbows. Blanket still draped around your form. "Good morning. Looks like I did stay the night, huh."
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He's panicking now.
"Uh- a-about last night," He sheepishly starts, one hand shyly rubbing the back of his neck. Archons, his head is throbbing. Or was that his heart? He's not exactly sure.
"Hm? Oh, last night was amazing!" You giggle and his face turns a shade of red. You're his best friend. Sure, he's had a crush on you since day 1 but this was not how he visualized the start of a relationship with you. Was this even the start of a relationship? What if he's jumping into things now- Oh archons, does this mean he confessed? Did you accept his confession?
"Thoma? I asked if you're okay," You chime in, eyebrow raised questioningly.
"I- uh yes." He figures, eyes looking away, "Um are you alright? Do you need some water? I- I'll go get a towel for you, and um-"
A teasing glint sparkles in your eyes at his suggestion, "Why don't you stay for a bit and we can talk about last night," You coo and he shuffles nervously.
"Ah hahahah. . . but you must be exhausted, I should-"
"Oh you exhausted me alright. I didn't think you could go that many rounds~" You smile.
"R-rounds?"
"Yes, rounds, Thoma." He looks ashen at the fact of not remembering anything, hands clamming up to brush away his hair. "You kept saying how much you loved me too. I didn't think you could be so open like that."
"W-what? I confessed already?" He freezes, the thought of him blabbering his undying love and not remembering honestly sounds pathetic. You pause at this to stare up at him.
"What?" Now it's your turn to be confused as he gives you an incredulous look.
"Huh?"
"Thoma... I was just joking about last night." You state slowly, sitting up and allowing the blankets to fall off you. Now that it's out of the way, he can clearly see you wearing your spare clothes, albeit just the first comfortable layers; ones you've always kept in your inventory when out adventuring.
As the gears in his brain start turning, he notices that he still had his shorts on as well.
"You offered for me to stay the night, since your place is much closer than mine. And because we were both too exhausted to roll out a futon, I simply slept in your bed with you." You clarify, "I was just teasing you, since you clearly forgot, but..."
"O-oh..." He rubs the back of his neck nervously, biting his lip, "Sorry, I thought I- that we– did something." He's flushing red now, embarrassed by his own assumptions. You laugh at his expression, grabbing a pillow and shoving it to his chest playfully.
"How about we get some breakfast?" You offer, tugging his wrist to stand up with you, "And then maybe. . . we can talk about that confession, hm?"
The flustered look on his face satisfies you. It was right to keep refilling his cup last night.
Diluc
It's strange, you think.
Leaning on the balcony of Angel's Share, looking at glittering stars, you think of the man bartending a floor below you.
To the public, Diluc Ragnvindr is an illustrious young gentleman who kept everyone away at arms length. He was strict with himself, professional with his own people, and intimidating to unknowing strangers; his schedule took up most – if not all – his time; and he politely refused every clingy maiden (or young sir) thrown his way.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
The sound of boots on aging hardwood floors made their way towards you. Their heavy thumping increasing and resonating with the sound in your chest.
"Not at all, I wasn't here long." You turn to the redhead who leans on the railings next to you, gloved hand offering a wine glass of your favorite drink.
He raises an eyebrow at your comment, giving you a pointed look like he caught you in a lie, "You're shivering."
"Oh?" You didn't notice. It was so easy to ignore the cold when you were anxiously waiting for him to arrive. Now that he's here, a craving for his warmth seemed to manifest.
He takes off his coat, walking behind you to drape it over your shoulders. Though instead of returning to his place next to you, he slowly wraps his arms around the curve of your waist. Bringing your back closer to his chest, chin resting over your shoulder, he exhales a content sigh.
It's strange, you think. Diluc Ragnvindr is an illustrious young gentleman who kept everyone away at arms length yet here he was — or, here you were in his arms.
It started seven months ago.
Seven months ago, after a particularly difficult night for the bartender, he sauntered up to the second floor balcony for some fresh air only to find you, his dear old friend, doing the same. Seven months ago, you rambled on and on about the stress of your day and he grumbled about his until both your throats were dry and exhausted. Seven months ago, the stars twinkled over you as you switched your grumbles to quiet whispers of hopes and dreams, and how it's been a while since you were able to enjoy a decent conversation. You made him laugh at a dumb joke and your heart skipped a beat.
Six months ago, on the same balcony, his hand lingered on top of your resting one before pulling away.
Five months ago, your hand slipped between his fingers, intertwining themselves and it lasted a minute until a drunken customer barges out to puke over the railing.
Four months ago, on another particularly difficult day for you, he held you close as you cried on his shoulder and he didn't let go even when you started smiling.
Three weeks ago, he kissed you on a clouded night. Gently, at first, like a feather landing on grass, before pulling you in by the waist to kiss you fervently and deeply. Your back to the tavern wall, one hand on your cheek and another around your waist, your own arms behind his neck. He was adamant and impatient, never allowing you to pull away for air as if fearing it would break the precious moment.
It could have lasted forever — if not for the same drunk five months ago tumbling in to puke over the railings, again... It's been three weeks since then with the topic greatly weighing down your chest, but your conflicting schedules never seemed to align until today.
"How have you been?" He starts, choosing a safe conversation starter as if he wasn't holding you from behind and your heart wasn't beating as erratically as it did.
"...I've been alright. And you?" Your hand trails down to his own hands resting on your stomach. He starts to intertwine them — slowly. Finger by finger until your hand was completely in between his warm ones. You remind yourself to breathe.
"...The same as I've always been." He snuggles his face closer to your neck till you feel the brush on his lips. You know it's unintentional but your breath still hitches.
"I found myself missing you," you admit shyly.
"Really now? There's not much to miss," He replies, "Although... I did miss you quite a bit as well."
You find yourself at lost in continuing the conversation. After all, how do you start from idle chatter to asking him how he feels for you? Why he kissed you? Why he's holding you in ways you're certain he isn't holding anyone else in.
"You had quite a lot of admirers tonight," You comment, recalling the group of young singles who occupied the bar tonight, batting their lashes at the aloof bartender. It was a Friday evening and all the energetic ones seemed to pop out, looking for a good time in Angel's Share.
He huffs, "They're wasting their time."
"Oh? Is the most eligible bachelor of Mondstadt uninterested in the arts of courtship? Donna would be devastated," You tease and he groans, pulling you closer to him.
"You know it's not that. . ." He trails off, suddenly nervous. He's nervous about your reaction and tone, about venturing into the unknown with you when he isn't sure how well he could keep you happy by his side. You found this as your chance to bring it up.
"Then. . . could you clarify?" You ask softly, "Why are you holding me like this?"
When he doesn't respond, you pull away from his arms to face him. "So you're uninterested in courting?" You prod with a sigh, trying your best to seem more stern but it sounded more weak than anything.
"No, it's not that-"
"Then what is it?" You pout, patience running thin, "Are you. . . playing with me?" You knew this wasn't the case; not with someone as respectful as Diluc but you can't help but worry. After all, why isn't he clarifying what you have? Why is he dancing around the topic of being more than... more than whatever this is.
"No! Not at all." He rushes to correct you, hands reaching out to hold onto yours as if you'll walk away, "I- forgive me for making things more complicated than they are." He groans, hand brushing over his face.
"I do like you." He admits, "A lot."
". . .but?" You tilt your head, knowing that there's so much more he wants to say if he's hesitating like this.
". . .it scares me," He mutters faintly and you almost didn't hear.
"What?"
"It scares me. Us. I- I'm not sure how well I'll do if I- if I ask you to be with me." His expression turns pained, "My schedule isn't exactly the best and there are. . . many things we haven't talked about yet. Things I want you to know but at the same time. . ." He tries to explain and you nod as much as you could. Diluc never was good at words, much less when it involved his feelings. In the end, you sigh, squeezing his hands in yours.
"Let's try," You say, small smile on your lips, "Let's try this anyway."
The loving yet grateful look on his face tells you you picked the right words. He seems desperate yet adoring at the same time. He pulls you in again, in the same balcony under the moonlight, pressing a fervent kiss to your lips. It's soft and passionate, with a hand hot on your lower back and another on the nape of your neck. He nibbles on the plump of your lower lip, and—
*slam*
The balcony door swings open, the same drunk rushing out to puke over the railings. Diluc frustratingly considers banning him from every bar in Mond — Anemo archon or not, Venti has to stop ruining his moments.
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-> Him being whatever is the equivalence of Eurasian in Stardew Valley universe.
- Robin is clearly white and as she went for Demetrius, she probably doesn't have any problems with a partner who's a different ethnicity.
- Since someone speculated in another blog that Gotoro Empire is Imperial Japan and Ferngill Republic is the United States... Maybe Sebby's dad has some Gotoran heritage since Ferngill Republic might just be a big melting pot as well? But ngl Stardew Valley isn't very diverse.
- His love for sashimi??? Something that's apparently originating from Gotoro Empire?
- A lot of people HC Sebastian as a natural redhead but I have my reason to think he's not, regarding the fact that he wants to keep his pale complexion (but he's clearly not as pale as Abigail) which means he can tan, something redheads can't. So he either was born with black hair or dark hair that he dyed.
- Assumed to be around 173cm (5'8") and in general, Asians aren't super tall? It's just a few cm above the Japanese average height for males, so he could he slightly taller if he's half white?
- He probably knows about where his father is from and how he looks like since I guess Robin was pretty open about it.
- His eyes are dark asf in the portraits, BUT his pixel character has green eyes so...
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