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FANDOM: genshin impact (gn reader-no specific au theres just modern elevators now just dont question it)
WARNINGS: puns and ghosts
CYNO-PSIS: trapped in an elevator. imprisoned even.
CHARACTERS SHOWING UP: raiden shogun, childe, alhaitham, kaveh, cyno, scaramouche/wanderer/babygirl/whatever the kids call him these days, hu tao, itto, ft a mini tighnari and collei cameo
A SNOTE: its all crack? ALWAYS HAS BEEN. this is just what goes through my mind. this is also not meant to be in character TIS MEANT TO BE FUNNY (to me). also this may not be proofread/englishly correct. english teachers fear me (ironically english is my best class ok ill stop now FIC TIME WOO)
SCENARIO 1: OH DEAR GOD
A classic situation, late to work, running across halls of people trying to get to the destination before you risk getting fired. Elevator. BAM you're finally in, standing there...waiting.. Uh oh. Why did it stop.
ITS BEEN A WHILE WHY ISNT THE ELEVATOR..ELEVATING??? oh you're so fired. "Oh? is this thing broken or something? I've got something important to get to." Oh. Some ginger in the elevator is being whiny, wasn't he that guy who tried fighting an officer here once? Childe? You dont know nor care you just want out of the elevator. Then another voice speaks up- "Perhaps if we simply slashed the walls we could escape?"
Im sorry WHAT. you stop the stoic young lady next to you right there and say "Haha I dont think thats how it works, maybe it'd be best if we just-you know-screamed for help? Maybe someone will hear us"
"Not a bad idea!" says the ginger. "I do think that it may be better if the screams were genuine no? After all, a true cry for help is sure to be louder than a fake one." Why is he smiling like that. and WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? IS THIS NOT A TRUE CRY FOR HELP?? I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE??
"Hm. I concur, well then, I can help with that" woah woah woah WHAT IS SHE DOING??? WAIT IS THAT THE MUSUO NO HITOTAICHI?? SHES THE GOSHDARN RAIDEN SHOGUN?? "THIS OPPORTUNITY IS QUITE HARD TO COME BY-"
SCENARIO 2: WHY
Man. Its been a long day. Your legs hurt after several hours of work, and youre looking forward to having a lovely break at your favorite cafe. Now to just wait to get there in this elevator with oddly relaxing music.
Huh. Its been a while, kinda tired of standing here. Meh, time must feel slower since its been a tiring day.
Ok this is a bit too long. What the archon is going on. This isnt relaxing anymore. A blonde man next to you taps hit foot onto the floor furiously fast. he sighs "whats taking so long..this can't be right" A shorter man next to him looks up and says "hm. maybe this elevator could use some motivational quotes"
uh. wtf?? why would an elevator ne-"that way we could help it feel more uplifting."
in a distant area a young man with long ears shudders. "Are you alright master??" a young girl worryingly asks "Im alright, thanks Collei. Though it feels like something horribly wrong just happened..."
"Uplifting" the blonde haired mans expression quickly disintegrates. Dear god why. we could possibly be in a life threatening situation and this guy is JOKING?? ok. youre calm. you dont have the energy to pani-"what? not funny? I thought it was funny on several levels." I will not smack a stranger i will not smack a stranger i will no
"Kaveh. You're an architect no? Surely you at least have an idea as to whats wrong with this contraption." god this tall guy has the energy of a darn wikipedia page. "Hey this is Fontainian technology! You can't just expect me to know everything." The blonde says in an annoyed tone. "Hmph. I didn't ask where this was from, it's quite obvious in that matter. I simply wanted to know if you knew whats wrong, but I guess the amazing Light of the Kshahrewar can't answer simple questions." dang this tall guy shows no mercy "GRR..YOU..." the short joker suddenly speaks "Alhaitham, Kaveh, stop fighting here we're in an elevator."
the blonde sighs "youre right cyno-this really isnt the place to fight-and in front of a stranger too--though dont blame me for his insults!"
"Oh thats not what i meant" cyno says "its just..elevators arent the place to put each other down, rather we should lift each other up. get it?" the blonde man is now screaming. not even the archons save our souls.
SCENARIO 3: STOP.
Yae Miko called you up..said there was something important she needed..well, this cant be good. Its pretty nice that an elevator to the shrine was made though, no more being victim to the pains of walking up stairs! Surely nothing can go wrong!
In you go, followed by a two people with hats..one of them has a ridiculously large hat-hopefully the elevator doesn't get too crowded! As the door starts to automatically close, a tall guy with horns holds the doors open and gets inside..well there goes the hopes of the elevator not being crowded.
Ah..what was that sound? something screeching? scratching? cant tell...hopefully theres nothing wrong with the elevator! The girl dressed in black starts to speak in a cheerful tone "oh oh! that sound, quite a spooky effect to the ears! almost reminds me of a ghost story i once heard!" upon hearing the word ghost the red horned guy starts to shiver.."GH-GHOST??? nonononoono no NO. this totally has nothing to do with ghosts at all aha..hah..haha....."
"oh please," the guy with the big hat speaks in an annoyed tone "spare the storytimes. I don't think any of us want to hear paragraphs of a story that means nothing in reality." huh. This guy must be fun at parties!
"Aiya I see we have a bitter pill to swallow here! Could it be that you are afraid you may get scared-?" The girl says teasingly-she clearly loves to spook people huh..the hat guy speaks up "Hah. You wish, go on, say your stupid story. I'm sure nobody will give it the slightest thought afterwards. In one ear, out the other."
You beg to differ as the white haired guy continues to tremble-who knows what he's going through but you can tell he won't last long once the story begins..speaking of which-looks like the girl in black is about to start saying her story..
the white haired man is still shaking in fear-and so you decide to comfort him "hey you doing alrigh-" UH HOLD ON. before you continue your sentence the guy panics-looks like you startled him pretty badly because he screamed and punched the elevator door off...well! guess you're no longer stuck! hope Yae doesn't mind paying the damage fees for this..
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I’m gonna be taking an indefinite hiatus guys. Idk I just kinda fell out of genshin so I’m not sure when I’ll be back. Maybe sometime during the summer but I’m not too sure. When that time comes I can’t wait to write for you guys again!
Synopsis: in which you summon a demon to stop your family from nagging you about your dating life
Contains: mentions of demons, contracts, and small amounts of blood (nothing graphic). Reader is genderlly ambiguous, but family members ask when you will get a boyfriend. Slight suggestive gestures but not explicit or forward at all (flirty behavior, physical touches, romantic advances)
wc: 1.7k
Final notes: this was really inspired by the book Sign Here by Claudia Lux. It’s a really good book yall should consider reading it! This is my first time is a while writing a full narrative fanfiction, so chill on me y’all if it’s not that good lmaoo. Depending if I like this I might make it into a full series! I’m experimenting with different povs so idk if this is gonna be my default one or not we’ll see as time goes on!
Family events are never fun. Especially when the hot topic always comes back to your dating life. You wish that for once they would talk about sometime other than when you’ll be bringing a boyfriend home. That one uncle doesn’t even talk about politics anymore.
“So when are you getting a boyfriend?”
“Yknow all your other cousins are engaged right?”
If only they knew a majority of marriages end in divorce. It’s not like you don’t want to be in a relationship, waiting for the right person is a solid move. What happens if you “find the one” prematurely and something terrible happens? Like breaking your heart or cheating on you. So whenever it comes up you just try and change the subject as best you can. The most effective way usually is asking your dad dumb sports questions. Questions that are obvious on the surface, but will get him talking for 10 minutes so you can leave.
You wonder how they haven't caught on yet, but then again your personal love life is none of their business. Getting an actual boyfriend seems like too much work. Paying one of your friends seems like a solid option, but your family already knows all of your friends. There has to be some way to get someone to pretend to be your boyfriend.
Then it clicked.
You remember having seen a really old book in your grandmom’s attic about the occult. Why not just summon a random demon to dupe your extended family into thinking you finally found love? There are many things wrong with that, but running the options through your head it seemed like the simplest. Making a simple blood contract will beat having to meet new people any day.
The instructions were quite clear. Recite a simple incantation after writing your intentions on a blank parchment paper in red ink. All of which had to be performed in a dark room with a mirror on a full moon. The only problem is the only room in your house with a mirror big enough is the bathroom. Hopefully, the demon doesn't mind being summoned into a bathroom.
The only real negative here would be accidentally summoning a malicious spirit that would haunt the house. But then you remembered you live alone. So what if a spirit inhabits your house? It can’t be that hard to ignore it. That was the last piece of encouragement you needed. That demon is getting summoned.
You shoot your mom a text saying how you can’t wait to introduce your boyfriend to the family.
“I think I’m finally ready to introduce him to the family, we’ll be there for the next family dinner.”
The look on her face would have been priceless. Everybody thinks that you don’t have a boyfriend, and while that is correct soon it will be partially correct. The full moon is tonight and dinner is in two days. There was one thought that lingered in the back of your head.
What if the demon doesn’t cooperate with you?
What if it doesn’t want to enter a contract with you? That can’t happen, right?
Worst case scenario you’ll just hire somebody. You make your way to the bathroom, holding the supplies in hand. Candles litter around the sink and you light them before the lights are turned off.
The dull glow illuminates the room just enough so you can see what you’re doing. You pick up the piece of parchment to write down what you want from the demon.
“Allow me to summon a demon here to pretend to be my boyfriend” it’s very straightforward, but it gets the job done. The red ink drips on the paper looking akin to blood. “I hope this works” you murmur to yourself.
The incantation falls from your lips like it’s second nature. A sudden chill drifts through the air. Your bathroom has no windows, so you conclude that something must be going on.
The candles suddenly went out, leaving the room engulfed in darkness. Feeling the temperature drop heavily, you lightly shiver to try to acclimate to the chilly room.
A faint glow can be made out from the corner of the bathroom mirror. Two small blue circles standing directly behind you. The candles flickered on again, leaving you wondering what you just got yourself into. “Startled by candles love? Please, that's the oldest trick in the book” a voice calls out to you. You turn around, facing where the blue light is coming from. The figure gives a slight chuckle, seeing your exasperated state. Warm ginger hair and freckled skin can be made out on the being.
You grasp around the room trying to find the light switch, but before you can find it the lights are turned on already. A slender hand grasps yours, shaking it lightly. “I am the demon Known as Tartaglia, but you can just call me Ajax, sweetie” he shoots you a small wink, giving you just enough time to analyze his figure.
He’s a little taller than you and has to look down slightly. However, he does have this sort of attractive air to him with a small smile present. “So I heard you wanted a demon to pretend to be your boyfriend. It takes guts to summon one of us.” You’re unable to say anything, so you stay silent. You don’t wanna start stuttering and embarrassing yourself. “What’s your name hun?” Ajax breaks the silence, startling you a bit. You didn’t even notice that he had moved you into your living room, sitting you both on the couch. Are you that entranced by him? Sure he was conventionally attractive, but could you fall in love with a demon?
“Are you gonna answer me? I don’t have all day sweetheart” his voice snapping you out of some thoughts. “Oh sorry, my name is-“ he suddenly cuts you off by pressing his finger lightly to your lips. “Never mind honey, I’ll just keep using these cute little names” Ajax’s hand goes to cup your cheek as his other hand you a small tablet. “We stopped using blood contracts years ago. We do everything digitally now” gesturing you to go ahead and sign your name, his hand leaves your cheek and goes to hold around your lower back.
Maybe it’s the touch-starved part of you talking, but part of you wants to lean into his touch more. His hair framed his as he leans into you, frowning slightly at the sight of the unsigned contract. “Just sign here and I’ll give you whatever you want” did they send a flirty demon by accident or did he read your intent?
“I have a quick question.” He hums in response. You place your finger on the tablet getting ready to sign it. “Did you know my intent, or are you just flirty 24/7?” He laughs, not sure if you were serious. You give him a confused look and put the tablet down. “No, we can’t. When we’re being summoned we have no idea what the summoner will ask for”
Ajax’s Demeanor changes into a slightly darker one as he grins. “Well, what did you have in mind sweetheart?” He leans into your ear, using his taller figure as an advantage. You shake your head feeling embarrassed. “It’s a silly reason really” he looks curious now, and his interest peaked.
“I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend so my family will stop bothering me”
“Well that’s not what I was expecting, but I’m interested.
You had a feeling that’s what he was going to say. From his actions and suggestive way of speaking, you speculated he wasn’t gonna say no. You pick up the tablet and don’t bother reading any of the fine print. Normally that’s not a very good idea, but you were desperate. With that, you sign your name at the bottom and hand it back to Ajax.
He takes it from your hands and smiles. “Thanks, hun, now I hope you know you can’t get rid of me now. It says in the fine print” Yup, you should have read it. Now you’re stuck with him for presumably all eternity.
“Any particular reason you resulted to summoning demons to fix this problem?” He was amused, demons probably don’t get many requests like this. “It seemed easy” you replied without a second thought. “Any boyfriendly duties I have to perform for you?” His hand was back around your waist, gripping it lightly. The tablet was gone, and the sun had started to come up. “Well, I do need you to attend this family dinner with me.”
“Seems easy enough, how hard can that be?”
-
You stand in front of your parent’s door, splitting headache due to the chaos you’re sure is about to ensue. “You remember the story right?” Ajax squeezes your hand lightly as reassurance and gives you a small smile. “Of course, you’ve said it to me a hundred times sweetie” you take a deep breath in and knock on the door with your free hand.
“Oh look who it is! The boyfriend is here too!” Your mom exclaims, and the rest of the family crowds the door. Maybe you should have warned him how large your family is. “Mama stop, that’s embarrassing.” You swat your hand at her and your dad interjects. “Oh nonsense, your mom is just proud of you that’s all!” He laughs. Ajax doesn’t really do much except smile and nod with occasional answers. He left most of the talking to you.
Perhaps he likes the sound of your voice. He does subtle romantic things like resting his hand on your thigh and playing with your hair. You’re getting quite used to him and this dinner is going great. On the plus side your parents seem satisfied, and let you two leave without any quarrels.
“So what do you think?” You turn to him after you leave the house. Ajax grabs both of your hands and holds them tightly in his, smiling.
“I think I’m gonna enjoy being your boyfriend”
“What part of fake did you not understand?”
“Do you want this to be fake?”
Ajax presses a small kiss to your cheek. “I didn’t think so either.”
characters. alhaitham, ayato, cyno + selective characters being mentioned
content warnings. sagau, creator!reader, characters are self aware and can hear the thoughts of their 'creator' in their heads, reader is a whale lmao, written in lowercase, not edited & proofread
word count. 1.4k
notes. head empty only sagau 🫣 anyways enjoy, maye i'll make this a series and post more characters!!
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ alhaitham.
alhaitham knows he is in a position of power. he could make kingdoms fall, take down several nations with the resources at his fingertips and not many could stop him
and he also knows, he just got even more powerful. the sages have always known about the chosen vision holders by their creator and dearly hoped that one of the scholars would get chosen soon, in order to gain more power, literal and political
their dreams came true, but it's too late. alhaitham is a chosen one and as the acting grand sage, no one dares to command him
when he should get his papers done, clean up the chaos the previous grand sage left behind, the creator takes him and other vision holders all across teyvat, especially sumeru and let's them run around
he doesn't remember how many chests he opened, how many miles he walked across the desert, fighting and killing monsters, while the other chosen ones chatter with each other, as if it's normal to explore the rainforest in one moment and the desert in the next one
his teammates change, always fitted for the task. so he gets to know a wandering samurai, kaedehara kazuha who eases their work by gathering enemies together with a single flick of his blade. then there's zhongli, the legendary geo vision holder, one of the first to ever be blessed. his shield holds strong and true, while he and the raiden shogun, the electro archon herself slaughter the enemies with ease
alhaitham gets to know them and even dares to say he made friends with both kazuha and zhongli, both of them having their ways with words and extremly knowledgable in their fields
and sometimes, children appear. klee, a child from mondstadt, xingqiu, a noble young man from liyue and kuki, a young woman from inazuma
alhaitham gets to know them, all while the creator guides the group through teyvat, their blessings making ordinary people mutter in awe, seeing blessed vision holders up so close
it's certainly an experience, hearing the creator's thoughts, their comments on the weirdest things, their own world and theirs. he has to admit, even if he never dares to say it out loud, the creator is wise and has an insane amount of knowledge gathered. they seem to find solace in the vision holders who are as well, and alhaitham can't help but puff his chest, feeling oddly prideful at the thought
he's honored to be one of the chosen vision holders, even if it means more work for him
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ cyno.
cyno is silent, when he gets chosen by the creator, by their creator. cyno is silent, when he receives his weapon, the scrolls and three crowns. cyno is silent, when the first group of blessed vision holders greet him with smiles on their faces. he's also silent, when he hears the thoughts of the creator
he watches with keen eyes, electro vision bright, when they hunt enemies, monsters and 'world bosses', as their creator says. he watches how commissions are done, running across the sumeru rainforest and later the desert as well
he watches, as he opens dozens of chests, books and gems spilling across the floor and he picks them up, in disbelief that he's here
the creator is generous, gifting each of them with a powerful weapon, fitting artifacts and making sure to put them in compatible teams, ensuring safety of each member while also making sure that they can breeze through their enemies
cyno is honored to be blessed, to be one of the chosen ones, chosen by their creator. even after he finds out they're not exactly chosen, even their creator doesn't have that much power, always cursing the deity called 'hoyoverse'. it makes his brain hurt, to think too much about this and so he doesn't
it's none of his business, heavenly and godly matters, and so he cares about the mortal ones. such as making sure that no one of his team gets hurt, fully knowing they're very skilled as well
to keep the heavy thoughts at bay, he cracks jokes, making the blessed children laugh with him and the adults shaking their head with a heavy sigh. cyno knows many people fear him, and some of the younger vision holders respected him, borderlining to fearing him, but the moment he opens his mouth, no matter how rare it is, their fear puffs into nothingness
it makes him smile, talking with the others, catching a break from his job as general mahamatra. there he could never be open like this, his subordinates too fearful of him
but that's fine, now that he's here, a chosen vision holder surrounded by fellow chosens all across teyvat
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ kamisato ayato.
he has been waiting to be chosen by you for a long time now. ever since his sister came home, an eternal glow to her whole person, new weapon and strength in her fragile hands
ayaka is one of the favorites, chosen to fight monsters all across teyvat, whisking her away from her usual duties
she's proud of it, to be chosen and blessend by their creator. his little sister wears the gifts with pride, the scrolls and artifacts, making her one of the strongest vision holders known to all nations
ayaka brings pride to the kamisato clan, as well political power. power he knows how to use, slowly spreading his influence, while the civil war continues to wage on
it's then, when fragile peace is now part of inazuma, it's then when he gets chosen as well. chosen to be wished. because everyone knows, their creator is not of this world and to achieve contact with her blessed ones, they must wish
the highest honor, after being throughly blessed by the creator, and ayato is now one of the few selected blessed mortals as well
his sister never told him how deep this connection goes, the creator's thoughts suddenly his own. he can hear them mumbling about something called 'pity', cursing and screaming at 'hoyoverse', while they grumble as he slowly gets stronger
he can feel it, the sudden surge of power, yet he has been nothing gifted yet. constellations, is what ayaka called it. connecting his soul, his whole being to a constellation and making him stronger with each star lighting up
and then, he suddenly has a weapon in his hand. tipped in blue, gold and white, the weapon starts to glow and ayato can feel the power. the weapon glows, the sword changing and becoming something legendary
his sister carries a sword called mistsplitter, purple blade glowing and he now too carries one. haran geppaku futsu, is what the creator calls it. a sleek sword, perfectly balanced and dipped in intense colors
deep in thought, he doesn't notice how his creator starts to bless him, strenght surging through his body. until he does, and ayato is left gasping, the sudden growth of power making his head spin
"there you go, looking really good, my beautiful man!" ayato just blushes, not believing his creator just said those words out loud
but he can't dwell on that, whisked away to liyue, hunting down monsters, while his sister fights right by his side. kaedehara kazuha is present as well, welcoming him with a soft smile and a dip of his head. there is also zhongli, as he introduces himself, a geo vision holder of liyue, one of the first blessed in whole teyvat
the next few days are spent with his creator ushering him and other vision holders all across teyvat, fighting in domains, doing commissions and opening chests
he's still in disbelief, when he was suddenly in the abyss, together with the shrine priestress kokomi, kazuha and his sister. he fights ordinary treasure hoarders, hilichurls and monsters of tales- monsters he would've never dare to fight
yet he does, the thoughts of his creator always heard, the screams of rage when they're unable to collect all stars in time, tired mumblings when they've been sitting in front of their 'pc', whatever this thing was, since hours now, making their thoughts sluggish and slow
he's honored, to be chosen and blessed, three crows and six constellations in his possession, a legendary sword in his hands, fighting for his creator
Synopsis: in which you are his sworn enemy, but that doesn’t stop him from falling head over heels for you
contains: bulleted hcs and a small Drabble. Mentions of sparing/fighting and mild cursing. Also reader is mentioned to be the honorary knight, but not the traveler
final notes: okay guys hear me out Ik this is like the third bit of Childe content I’ve posted but listen he’s my baby girl. To make up for it I am posting a part two to this for Diluc with a fatui!reader!
It's not easy being the fabled honorary knight of Favonius
Especially when this ginger fiend was everywhere you looked
Seriously, you swear he purposefully follows you everywhere
Trying to go out in liyue harbor? Say hi to Childe he’s right next to you
Getting some dango from a street vendor? He offers to pay for you.
And by offer I mean childe will not leave until you let him pay for it
He’s the one always bringing up the fact that you’re enemies, yet he always acts like he’s in love with you
And he is but that’s not the point
He’s complete and utterly whipped for you
He sends you pretty letters in cursive signed “C” so you always know it’s him
On some pretty little liars shit
Acts really elusive
He’s everywhere but nowhere at the same time
And it’s never when you want to see him
Miraculously you only see him whenever you don’t wish to see him
Very dramatic
Drones on and on about how he can’t be seen with you
All while his arm is securely wrapped around your waist
Childe also has very big entrances and exits
Referred to himself as your “handsome and mysterious nemesis”
Yknow for a so called nemesis he sure loves being around you
He’d Definitely crack in the middle of battle
Always giving compliments and praises when y’all are at each other’s necks
Speaking of which he LOVES to spar with you
Always asking when you can spar him next
He’d confess in the middle of battle
Y’all be fighting like an abyss mage and he just randomly goes “will you go out with me?” And stops fighting momentarily
Then you give him the biggest bitch wtf face
But you accept nonetheless bc who are you to decline?
“I’ll take one tri-coloured dango please.” The golden hue of the setting sun casted a perfect tone on the already delicious looking dessert cart. You were always a sucker for sweet things, no matter the kind. this time you could enjoy one simple thing without Childe coming to interrupt you. The vendor nodded, handing you a small folded paper dish with a stick of skewered dango on it.
Before you could reach for your mora pouch a familiar voice rang through your ears. Not again, you thought. “I’ll pay for it, it’s my treat” Without even looking you instantly knew who it was. Goddamn Childe once again. “No” you retort. letting him get that smug satisfaction was not on your to-do list. You swiftly hand the vendor some mora and take your dango in one fell swoop. Childe pouts, trailing after you.
“You should have just let me pay for it” you speed up your walking, but he matches your speed all too quickly. Pausing momentarily to see if he had left you alone yet, your guard is let down briefly. Before you could notice what happened, mora was placed next to your dango. You sigh, noticing the golden coins before you. “Archons Childe, just take it back I don’t want to be in debt to you.”
Ft: vampire!Ayato and gn!reader
Synopsis: in which you go about your daily life with your ceo boyfriend who also happens to be a vampire
Warnings: standard vampire stuff no full detail or graphic things (small amounts of blood, and mentions of biting), slight mentions of suggestive and flirty actions. Dni if vampires make you uncomfy
wc: 357
Final notes: this is a little shorter than I wanted it to be, but I have a series that’s gonna be starting soon! So I’m gonna work on that a bit, so this is like just some quick headcannons for a bit!
When you first met, you thought he was a stereotypical money sucking parasite in the business world. Turns out he was sucking another thing. Blood.
He set some boundaries at the beginning of the relationship. He didn’t tell you he’s a vampire until you were a year into the relationship
It was an accidental discovery too. You walked into his room by accident and found his blood stash.
You didn’t really care that much. He didn’t bother you about it much, so he didn’t bother you about it. Although it did clear up some things
Why he always works and night and none of his business meetings are ever in the morning.
Also whenever he’s drinking his “red wine” at dinner it’s really just blood
Slick ass mf
Whenever he does get up in the morning (you have to drag him out the house) ayato always wears his black sunglasses.
He’s pouty and dramatic
Never ever wants to go outside unless necessary
You will have to pick him up and drag him out of bed if you want to get anything done in the day.
He tries to act all seductive by doing those stereotypical “vampire things”
Like wearing all black, acting constantly flirty and mysterious, and acting like he’s gonna bite you but gives you a kiss instead
It’s at that moment when you call him a dork
Ayato will go be emo in a corner if you tell him that
You think he gets all those ideas from vampire romance novels
Which is generally never a good idea
He somehow convinced you to watch the first twilight movie with him and it was an instant regret moment
He vowed to never touch that series again
Calling it a “harmful and inaccurate portrayal of us”
Pretty chill vampire actually
He doesn’t pester you for blood because he gets it from his connections at the hospitals
ayato says it’s morally ethical that way
Sir who said that vampires are ethical in the first place
Late nights and early mornings in are sweet though
Surprising clingy
You can’t complain, who doesn’t want a rich and hot vampire boyfriend?
Synopsis: in which you summon a demon to stop your family from nagging you about your dating life
Contains: mentions of demons, contracts, and small amounts of blood (nothing graphic). Reader is genderlly ambiguous, but family members ask when you will get a boyfriend. Slight suggestive gestures but not explicit or forward at all (flirty behavior, physical touches, romantic advances)
wc: 1.7k
Final notes: this was really inspired by the book Sign Here by Claudia Lux. It’s a really good book yall should consider reading it! This is my first time is a while writing a full narrative fanfiction, so chill on me y’all if it’s not that good lmaoo. Depending if I like this I might make it into a full series! I’m experimenting with different povs so idk if this is gonna be my default one or not we’ll see as time goes on!
Family events are never fun. Especially when the hot topic always comes back to your dating life. You wish that for once they would talk about sometime other than when you’ll be bringing a boyfriend home. That one uncle doesn’t even talk about politics anymore.
“So when are you getting a boyfriend?”
“Yknow all your other cousins are engaged right?”
If only they knew a majority of marriages end in divorce. It’s not like you don’t want to be in a relationship, waiting for the right person is a solid move. What happens if you “find the one” prematurely and something terrible happens? Like breaking your heart or cheating on you. So whenever it comes up you just try and change the subject as best you can. The most effective way usually is asking your dad dumb sports questions. Questions that are obvious on the surface, but will get him talking for 10 minutes so you can leave.
You wonder how they haven't caught on yet, but then again your personal love life is none of their business. Getting an actual boyfriend seems like too much work. Paying one of your friends seems like a solid option, but your family already knows all of your friends. There has to be some way to get someone to pretend to be your boyfriend.
Then it clicked.
You remember having seen a really old book in your grandmom’s attic about the occult. Why not just summon a random demon to dupe your extended family into thinking you finally found love? There are many things wrong with that, but running the options through your head it seemed like the simplest. Making a simple blood contract will beat having to meet new people any day.
The instructions were quite clear. Recite a simple incantation after writing your intentions on a blank parchment paper in red ink. All of which had to be performed in a dark room with a mirror on a full moon. The only problem is the only room in your house with a mirror big enough is the bathroom. Hopefully, the demon doesn't mind being summoned into a bathroom.
The only real negative here would be accidentally summoning a malicious spirit that would haunt the house. But then you remembered you live alone. So what if a spirit inhabits your house? It can’t be that hard to ignore it. That was the last piece of encouragement you needed. That demon is getting summoned.
You shoot your mom a text saying how you can’t wait to introduce your boyfriend to the family.
“I think I’m finally ready to introduce him to the family, we’ll be there for the next family dinner.”
The look on her face would have been priceless. Everybody thinks that you don’t have a boyfriend, and while that is correct soon it will be partially correct. The full moon is tonight and dinner is in two days. There was one thought that lingered in the back of your head.
What if the demon doesn’t cooperate with you?
What if it doesn’t want to enter a contract with you? That can’t happen, right?
Worst case scenario you’ll just hire somebody. You make your way to the bathroom, holding the supplies in hand. Candles litter around the sink and you light them before the lights are turned off.
The dull glow illuminates the room just enough so you can see what you’re doing. You pick up the piece of parchment to write down what you want from the demon.
“Allow me to summon a demon here to pretend to be my boyfriend” it’s very straightforward, but it gets the job done. The red ink drips on the paper looking akin to blood. “I hope this works” you murmur to yourself.
The incantation falls from your lips like it’s second nature. A sudden chill drifts through the air. Your bathroom has no windows, so you conclude that something must be going on.
The candles suddenly went out, leaving the room engulfed in darkness. Feeling the temperature drop heavily, you lightly shiver to try to acclimate to the chilly room.
A faint glow can be made out from the corner of the bathroom mirror. Two small blue circles standing directly behind you. The candles flickered on again, leaving you wondering what you just got yourself into. “Startled by candles love? Please, that's the oldest trick in the book” a voice calls out to you. You turn around, facing where the blue light is coming from. The figure gives a slight chuckle, seeing your exasperated state. Warm ginger hair and freckled skin can be made out on the being.
You grasp around the room trying to find the light switch, but before you can find it the lights are turned on already. A slender hand grasps yours, shaking it lightly. “I am the demon Known as Tartaglia, but you can just call me Ajax, sweetie” he shoots you a small wink, giving you just enough time to analyze his figure.
He’s a little taller than you and has to look down slightly. However, he does have this sort of attractive air to him with a small smile present. “So I heard you wanted a demon to pretend to be your boyfriend. It takes guts to summon one of us.” You’re unable to say anything, so you stay silent. You don’t wanna start stuttering and embarrassing yourself. “What’s your name hun?” Ajax breaks the silence, startling you a bit. You didn’t even notice that he had moved you into your living room, sitting you both on the couch. Are you that entranced by him? Sure he was conventionally attractive, but could you fall in love with a demon?
“Are you gonna answer me? I don’t have all day sweetheart” his voice snapping you out of some thoughts. “Oh sorry, my name is-“ he suddenly cuts you off by pressing his finger lightly to your lips. “Never mind honey, I’ll just keep using these cute little names” Ajax’s hand goes to cup your cheek as his other hand you a small tablet. “We stopped using blood contracts years ago. We do everything digitally now” gesturing you to go ahead and sign your name, his hand leaves your cheek and goes to hold around your lower back.
Maybe it’s the touch-starved part of you talking, but part of you wants to lean into his touch more. His hair framed his as he leans into you, frowning slightly at the sight of the unsigned contract. “Just sign here and I’ll give you whatever you want” did they send a flirty demon by accident or did he read your intent?
“I have a quick question.” He hums in response. You place your finger on the tablet getting ready to sign it. “Did you know my intent, or are you just flirty 24/7?” He laughs, not sure if you were serious. You give him a confused look and put the tablet down. “No, we can’t. When we’re being summoned we have no idea what the summoner will ask for”
Ajax’s Demeanor changes into a slightly darker one as he grins. “Well, what did you have in mind sweetheart?” He leans into your ear, using his taller figure as an advantage. You shake your head feeling embarrassed. “It’s a silly reason really” he looks curious now, and his interest peaked.
“I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend so my family will stop bothering me”
“Well that’s not what I was expecting, but I’m interested.
You had a feeling that’s what he was going to say. From his actions and suggestive way of speaking, you speculated he wasn’t gonna say no. You pick up the tablet and don’t bother reading any of the fine print. Normally that’s not a very good idea, but you were desperate. With that, you sign your name at the bottom and hand it back to Ajax.
He takes it from your hands and smiles. “Thanks, hun, now I hope you know you can’t get rid of me now. It says in the fine print” Yup, you should have read it. Now you’re stuck with him for presumably all eternity.
“Any particular reason you resulted to summoning demons to fix this problem?” He was amused, demons probably don’t get many requests like this. “It seemed easy” you replied without a second thought. “Any boyfriendly duties I have to perform for you?” His hand was back around your waist, gripping it lightly. The tablet was gone, and the sun had started to come up. “Well, I do need you to attend this family dinner with me.”
“Seems easy enough, how hard can that be?”
-
You stand in front of your parent’s door, splitting headache due to the chaos you’re sure is about to ensue. “You remember the story right?” Ajax squeezes your hand lightly as reassurance and gives you a small smile. “Of course, you’ve said it to me a hundred times sweetie” you take a deep breath in and knock on the door with your free hand.
“Oh look who it is! The boyfriend is here too!” Your mom exclaims, and the rest of the family crowds the door. Maybe you should have warned him how large your family is. “Mama stop, that’s embarrassing.” You swat your hand at her and your dad interjects. “Oh nonsense, your mom is just proud of you that’s all!” He laughs. Ajax doesn’t really do much except smile and nod with occasional answers. He left most of the talking to you.
Perhaps he likes the sound of your voice. He does subtle romantic things like resting his hand on your thigh and playing with your hair. You’re getting quite used to him and this dinner is going great. On the plus side your parents seem satisfied, and let you two leave without any quarrels.
“So what do you think?” You turn to him after you leave the house. Ajax grabs both of your hands and holds them tightly in his, smiling.
“I think I’m gonna enjoy being your boyfriend”
“What part of fake did you not understand?”
“Do you want this to be fake?”
Ajax presses a small kiss to your cheek. “I didn’t think so either.”
y'all can blame @pulpbeing for getting me on this brainrot. genshin characters and what southern activities i think they would do. partially based off of my own personal life experiences
ft. childe, thoma, diluc, baizhu, pantalone
childe -> gar fishing and catfish noodling
listen. childe is a dumbass (affectionate). he's also the wholesome definition of "boys will be boys" and that does not end at his fishing habits
one day he walked into a harbinger's meeting, arms all wrapped up. nothing unusual for him, really, but capitano did raise an eyebrow as he couldn't recall any intensive workouts that would have caused a need for the bandages. when asked what the bandages were from, the junior cheerily responded "noodling" and launched a full-blown explanation as to what exactly that entailed.
and it was at that moment, that the harbingers realized just who they were dealing with
has the seasons memorized as well as the best places to go fishing. he met an older lesbian couple while out scouting for the harbingers and quickly befriended them. now he goes down to their cabin for seasonal fishing, helping them prep and dry food for the harsh winters
of course, he isn't fishing just for fun. he's a master at drying and storing foods, his family having an ice storage underneath their home for storing fish and other meats. as much as it is a hobby for him, it's a way of life for his family and a consistent way for them to have food even in the harshest winters
his younger siblings never believe his personal fishing records, and he takes personal offense to it. he's requisitioned pantalone for a kamera to prove them wrong multiple times, the lord denying the requisition purely for his own amusement
thoma -> canning and preserving
there is only one season where thoma gets openly snippy with ayato and ayaka, and that is canning and preserving season
the windows and doors to the manor are thrown open, there's a pleasant breeze, the birds are chirping, thoma is humming a canning song that his folks taught him when he was younger
he is truly at peace when it comes to canning and preserving. the household knows that the kitchen needs to be reserved for him for a couple of days when the season comes around, an accommodation that they are very happy to make
special orders exotic fruits to experiment and play with. he'll dehydrate them, preserve them, just to see what he likes better. the local exotic fruit merchants know him well because of this, frequently sending letters to him when they get a new shipment in
and, of course, he isn't just doing it for himself. he has a mental list going of everyone's favorites. strawberry jelly and syrup for lady guuji, lavender melon spears for itto, sakura syrup for lord ayato and lady ayaka. sometimes he doesn't even need to ask what a person's favorite is, he just knows based off of his own observations about the person
despite how strict he is in the kitchen, it is a very peaceful time. ayato and ayaka frequently join him, quietly doing their work as he hops and hums around. they've picked up the tunes that he hums, humming along themselves on some occasion. and, of course, they are his first taste testers for new recipes... another reason why they willingly work in the kitchen during these times
diluc -> homesteading and animal keeping
no one knew how well diluc handled animals until one day, a cavalry horse managed to escape. absolutely none of the knights of favonius could catch it, watching in horror as it barrelled down the road. it was only master diluc who was able to catch it, quietly leading it back to its owners
and, of course, he had to scoff. "the knights of favonius can't even catch their own horses? perhaps you should better train them to avoid these situations. i'd hate to see a horse get injured because of your carelessness."
he'd secretly fed the horse a cookie to calm it down, but no one needs to know that
his farm is one of his biggest accomplishments, something he finds himself boasting about and getting flustered when he receives compliments on it
despite having numerous servants to handle things, he insists on waking up early to do the chores. making himself a cup of coffee, wandering out to check on the chickens, collect eggs, feed the horses and cows all before sunrise. it's peaceful to him, taking the time to pet each of his animals and go through his day's schedule with them. he knows that they can't understand him, but he likes to convince himself they can when they tilt his head at him
secretly loves giving the younger kids rides on his horses through the forest, especially during the early spring or late fall. he has the growth patterns of the local fruits memorized and makes sure they can take back a treat or two to their families
bakes bread as stress management, has a sourdough starter dating back to the cataclysm. it's a family heirloom at this point. will probably hunt you down if you ruin it.
baizhu -> the folk doctor (modern AU)
now we all know how some old farts refuse to seek out healthcare when they need it. refusing to go to the doctors, claiming they don't need help, DIYing their treatments at home. "stubborn old fart," their doctor quietly grumbles under their breath, flipping through their chart once more
well, enter baizhu and his tricky way of getting them to take care of themselves with his soft words and "non-medicine" medicine. an herbalist by trade, his knowledge being passed down in his family for generations, he spends his days in his garden growing his own herbal remedies, preparing them in a local kitchen where he can properly sterilize everything.
is he a doctor? is he not? no one knows, but his treatments always work. and the elders trust him wholeheartedly, having earned the respect of the even town's doctors with his practices
everyone knows his friendly smile and soft demeanor, waving excitedly to him while he's out running his own errands. sometimes he'll be stopped on the street to be given a gift by a patient he helped, other times someone will flat out pay for his groceries or meal. whatever it is, he must always mentally prepare himself for a chatty grandparent to stop him and chatter about everything and anything when he goes out
his treatments are herbal in nature and preventative, oftentimes containing immune boosting properties and balancing deficiencies he can see in a patient based off their appearance. they mostly come in the forms of teas, broths, tinctures, and the occasional balms. he also leads tai chi, yoga, and low impact exercise groups to ensure his "patients" are keeping up with their movement
don't let him catch you at the local restaurant with a hearty southern breakfast, though. you'll get a scolding from the man, his hands on his hips as he disapprovingly tsks at you
pantalone -> berry picking and pie making
pantalone is allergic to blackberry thorns and brambles... very allergic
that does not stop him from picking blackberries to make himself blackberry pie, however.
his agents frequently scold him, like a child they caught in the candy jar. "lord pantalone, please let us take care of that for you," they sigh, every season. "no, it's nothing a bit of cream can't fix. besides, it's important to me," he responds every season, his hands and arms blotchy and red and burning
it is special to him, really. while growing up, his older brother baizhu would brave the elements to pick the sweet little gems, knowing how much his little brother loved them. it was always the best time of the year, the pair eating out of the basket and watching the sun go down over liyue harbor, chatting about everything and nothing.
but those days are long gone, a fond memory for pantalone that he tries to keep alive by himself. and now that he's older and significantly wealthier, he's taken up pie baking with the blackberries, creating the most intricate crusts. it's an art style, sandrone had mentioned one day, poking her head in to see her fellow harbinger cutting out leaves from the dough. the entire hall knows when he's baking, savoring the scent of vanilla and blackberries. and they know how to not disturb his work.
if he ever invites you to enjoy a slice of his pie, you know you're special to him. that is reserved strictly for the director, his first agents, and a few others he's fond of. his yearly treat to himself is eating enough pie to make himself sick and scheduling the following day off
Summary: Just Ajax missing and thinking about you but it’s kinda in a song idk
Warnings: Unedited (it’s late into the night and i’ve spent too long on this :’)), tell me if I missed any!
Word Count: 642
Note: I feel like I did horrible :’), but also i forgot the song mentions summer and it was right after I wrote abt snow so-
Please consider a reblog in addition to a like! I would really appreciate it <33
So slowly, a sunlit dream pulls me out of sleep
Feel the morning through the blinds
I get to thinkin’ ‘bout your sunkissed face
And a quiet place, I could give you all my time
Soft amber beacons of the sun’s gleam intruded through the slits of clacking blinds, prompting a groan, stretching of arms and fluttering of eyes. A hand — marked with various scars representing each triumph of a warrior — sieved through the tufts of deep saffron hair. Ajax missed the mornings where he was able to wake up to witness the sight of your sun-lit features or the feeling of skin slightly brushing against his when you shift around the bed. He prayed that you’d be home soon, home in his arms on a quiet morning lazing until the sun dawns into the horizon, ending yet another day.
What their Starbucks order is and other various headcannons!
Who has the same order?
This person loves stability, the same size, drink and customizations every time they order. “Switching it up” is not in their vocabulary and no matter how hard you try, you will not get them to try another drink.
Stability? They don’t know her. it’s a wild card each visit. It’s like they pick a random number and order it like that. Sometimes you think that they pick blindly, because the drink is different each time. You swear they never get the same drink twice
-venti, xiangling, childe, Hu tao, Yoimiya, ei, itto, nilou,
Who orders strictly coffee?
they sure love their coffee first thing in the morning. But for the most part it’s only coffee. You try and suggest anything other than their beloved bean water you’re immediately shut down.
who doesn’t love a nice latte? Their fav drinks involve the ones that are intricately crafted and have 13 pounds of sugar in them. Holiday drinks are what they look forward to each winter, and expect to see them in Starbucks when they roll around.
Ft: Hu Tao, Barbara, Zhongli, Childe, and Gn! Reader
College au!
in which each character gets their own major and school headcannons
𝙃𝙪 𝙏𝙖𝙤
Mortuary science major without a doubt
Gives off chaotic theater kid vibes as well
Has definitely brought an Ouija board to multiple different sleepovers on multiple different occasions
She’s that one friend that gives you oddly frightening fun facts. Facts that make you go “why does she know that?”
“Did you know that if you eat around 10 crushed black cherry pits there’s enough cyanide to kill you?”
Just leaves you sitting there like ma’am how do you know that?
Hu Tao would peer pressure you into joining theater with her
If you have stage fright she’d find a way to expel it from you
In class she can be very committed to work
If you sit next to her however, that’s a different story
has surprisingly good grades ngl
you sometimes wonder how she keeps up with the work while simultaneously goofing off in class
it frightens you sometimes
like she was dead asleep in class one time and nothing would wake her up
until the professor asked her a question
She sat up really quickly and answered it correctly
you just stared at her like🤨
needless to say you quickly stopped questioning her abilities as a student after that
Barbara
choir kid without a doubt
like no explanation needed
no fr barbs literally has the most angelic voice you’ve ever heard
you probably met in a music theory class
let me just tell you this lady is the most respectful roommate EVER
omg her room is always so clean and tidy it’s just like
miss please teach me your ways I beg🧎🏾♀️
stright A student without a doubt
her classes are probably all honors too
with the occasional AP
Not exactly a “teacher’s pet” but like is always willing to help them out
She probably becomes a teacher’s aid at one point
please let her tutor you, she loves it
Ayaka
Dancing major without a doubt
she’s taking a business class too
and also studies traditional Japanese calligraphy
listen I didn’t wanna be the one to say it but
she was the kid who reminded to teacher they had homework in middle school
IT JUST MAKES SENSE💀
if you’re a dance major too, she will always partner with you
another respectful af roommate
she cooks too
and it’s absolutely delicious
like she will cancel any takeout you order and will cook herself
another star student
it always surprises you how she can keep up her grades with her 17 different extracurricular activities
Zhongli
let’s be honest he probably is the professor💀
he’d teach world history without a doubt
that or AP English
i can’t see him as a math teacher
most def the teacher that everybody loves
he’s well aware too
i like to think he takes a little pride in being “the coolest teacher”
yeah let’s be honest he probably subtly humble brags ab it in the teachers lounge😭
he’s also the teacher that everybody trys to guess his age and terribly fails at it lmao
Struggles a LOT with technology
when he first tried to use a smart board he got so frustrated he never used it again
probably the only teacher who still uses textbooks and whiteboards
back in his college days I can kinda see him being a philosophy major
but he changed career choices and became a professor instead
Childe
STILL hasn’t figured out his major lmao💀
he fr changes it like every 3-5 business days
without a doubt he got in on a sports scholarship
med avg grades
i can see him struggling in math idk he just seems like the type of guy I can’t explain it
another one who is a really awesome cook
hes probably involved in a frat house ngl
if you’re roommates expect little to no sleep
heavy college fuckboy vibes
but in an endearing way
idk this is really random but in grade school he was the kid at the water fountain who would say “one, two, three, that’s enough for me” whenever someone was more than three seconds
He also would pick a fight with the 8th graders when he was in like 3rd and after he lost he’d tell his friends that he beat up an 8th grader
def a partier
he’d drag you out to parties late at night
but he always makes sure your comfortable and safe at them
