Synopsis: a series of modern AU headcanons about some of the genshin men!
Featuring: Flins x gender neutral reader; Diluc x gender neutral reader; Childe x gender neutral reader.
Genre: fluff, modern au, headcanons.
Word count: 2.2k
Warnings: pure self indulgence and pretty boys.
A/n: just something I wanted to imagine with my genshin favs! I donโt know how in character itโll be and itโs all very self indulgent but I hope you enjoy!
Flins
โก In a modern au, I headcanon Flins to like visual kei. For some reason, the vibe of vkei songs reminds me of him. I can imagine him liking bands like Malice Mizer, Dadaroma, Versailles and Dir En Grey.
โก I like to envision him in a mix of alt goth/emo-ish style (probably because of self indulgence reasons). But you know, dark oversized t-shirts with striped ones underneath, black ripped jeans and combat boots.
โก I donโt see him as the type to have lots of piercings or tattoos, but heโd absolutely love to wear rings. Especially silver ones with some kind of pattern engraved on them. I love to imagine him wearing rings with stones in some dark color! He adores it when you hold his hand and play with the rings while you admire his fingers. (Heโs also secretly thinking about what kind of ring would suit you hehe).
โก Speaking of his hands, modern au or not, Flins has pretty hands. His skin is surprisingly soft, his digits are svelte but also with a strong build to them, the bones well defined.
โก Heโd wear nail polish. Usually black or a really dark purple that looks practically black in most lighting. You love painting his nails for him, and he loves having you holding his hands. Your touch is so sweet, your expression is so focusedโฆ Archons, you are too cute.
โก โYou have such pretty hands, Kyryll.โ You gush, as you diligently apply the dark polish, careful not to stain his cuticles. And if it werenโt because youโre 100% concentrated on your task, youโd notice a dusting of pink across his pale face.
โก Unawarely, he has a tendency of showing his hands whenever he takes selfies, be it alone or with you. Itโs not like he does it on purpose, but his poses manage to turn out both natural and ethereal every single time. โHow does he do it?โ You wonder.
โก His nocturnal habits would also be present in a modern au. Working late into the night, his bedroom dark, save for his computerโs screen and the faint purple-blue glow of the night lamp you gifted him; or just listening to music on his headphones, golden eyes longingly staring at the night sky, wishing you were right beside him in bed. Flins is a night owl through and through.
โก Which means nightly plans with you. Sleepovers, video calls, movie nightsโฆ you name it.
โก Following up on the topic of movies, for some reason I have the feeling he would enjoy Tim Burton ones. Maybe itโs just because the aesthetic reminds me of him, but consider: watching Corpse Bride with him, under a shared blanket. Imagine enacting the ring scene with Flins (the practicing vow one). He is a gentleman and in my mind it suits him so well (Iโm down bad).
โก He is definitely the type to wear makeup. Mostly eyeliner and eyeshadow to accentuate his sharp eyes. And he adores when you do his makeup! Please put a cute headband on him to push his hair away from his face! (him in a cute pink headband with cat or bunny ears aaaah!) and kiss his forehead, he canโt have enough of you. You will see a soft smile when he feels your lips against his temple. And when youโre done with his makeup, be prepared for him to kiss you right on the lips.
โก While I donโt think heโd be too over the top with cosmetics, I like the idea of him using dark lipstick too from time to time. Itโs not something he puts on often. But him kissing your lips right after you put the dark lip color on him; it leaving a mark on you; him running his finger along it, to paint your mouth with the remaining pigment. Peak romanticism.
Diluc
โก Okay so, for Master Diluc himself I have a very concrete idea.
โก Following canon, I love imagining him in a modern au as some rich heir of a multinational. And I adore the idea of him not showing it.
โก For him Iโm thinking college au. In which he works hard and achieves top grades, is mostly seen by himself, sitting at the back of the class and leaves the second lessons end.
โก How he ended up talking to you one day, he has no idea. And neither do you. You thank the Archons you ran into him (literally ran into him) one day you were terribly late to class. With very few words, helped you stand up and pick up your things. Just for it to turn out you were heading to the same class.
โก High ponytail Diluc supremacy. Donโt get me wrong, I love him in his low ponytail too, but something about high ponytail Dilucโฆ I totally imagine him holding the hair elastic in his mouth as he gathers his hair (like in that one official art) like itโs the most natural thing in the world. Meanwhile, youโre gawking at him, an utter and complete flustered mess. Then heโd stare back at you like โwhat?โ (Diluc you arenโt aware of the effect you have).
โก Like Flins, I donโt imagine Diluc being super over the top with accessories. But. Hear me out. Diluc with ear piercings. For him I like to think about small black ring shaped/hoop piercings. Itโs discreet, but itโs cool. And you swear one day heโll be the death of you, with how unaware he is regarding his good looks.
โก Sometimes, when you two hang out together and he arrives earlier than you, youโll find him sipping a small brick of grape juice. To you, itโs so endearing, how this handsome manโs face pouts as he sucks on the tiny straw. It just makes you want to steal a kiss with the sweet taste of grapes from him.
โก Diluc riding a motorcycle is one of the headcanons that wonโt leave me alone. And I love it. Just imagine someone clad in all black pull up. Then he removes his helmet and waves of carmine fall down his back as he shakes his head. Then he nods at you in greeting the moment your gazes crossโฆ Diluc the power you hold just by existing is out of this world.
โก Once you start dating and become more official, Diluc is the type to invite you for dinner to high end restaurants, or get you expensive gifts. He is not trying to show off, he genuinely wants to spoil you! And he just doesnโt have much idea of how fancy are those things in reality. If you point it out heโll be all nonchalant like โWell, you deserve the best only.โ He truly makes you feel like a prince/ss, specially when waiters call him โMaster Dilucโ at restaurants and refer to you as 'the Master's lovely sweetheart'.
โก For him I donโt really think heโd use makeup or nail polish. But I like to headcanon him as someone who uses cologne every day. He does it naturally, as part of his routine. And you canโt have enough of his scent. Every time he lends you his jacket, or if you visit his place and steal one of his sweatersโฆ you feel like youโre blissfully floating in a cloud when his perfume lingers on you.
โก Regarding his fashion style, it would be pretty discreet in a modern au. Mostly black jeans and t-shirts. Diluc is, above all else, a practical person, and I am a firm believer he can make any attire look good, no matter how simple or basic it is. But oh, Barbatos save your heart when Diluc dresses up more. When he invites you to fancy restaurants and he shows up in a suit, you swear you could die happy at that moment; the way the tuxedo accentuates his snatched waistโฆ you want nothing more than to latch onto him like a koala and never let go (and that is exactly what happens after your date hehe).
โก Diluc loves it when you play with his hair. Even if he is reluctant to admit it at first and acts nonchalant about it, a tender and content expression graces his face as you mess with his long, crimson strands. Which leads to you always ending up with his hair ties on your wrist from undoing his ponytail. He doesnโt ask for them back; but his scarlet eyes steal glances at the black elastic you now always wear like a keepsake on your wrist.
Childe
โก Canonically pretty boy (and he knows it).
โก Childe in a modern au is just so boyfriend to me.
โก He texts you at all hours; good morning and good night texts; telling you he misses you during the day even when you tell him that โChilde, we literally saw each other half an hour agoโ; and, of course, he is the type to send you lots of photos or selfies during the day.
โก He definitely, definitely works out. Which, going back to the previous point, he loves talking to you about. He does so in the form of sending you mirror selfies of him shirtless after his work outs. Heโll text you like โlove you babeโ while posing with that cute smile of his, his defined torso shiny with droplets of sweat. And if you tease him with โcover yourself up, you show-off.โ Heโll retort that โyou should come here and get on top of me, then.โ Utterly shameless, you think. But you know you love leaning on top of his chiseled chest every night.
โก Like in the canon universe/timeline, he is such a good big brother. You melt every time he takes you to visit his family. He helps Teucer with his homework, brings presents for him, Tonia and Anthon and plays with them whenever they ask him to. Looking at him like this, you canโt help the lovesick smile on your face, thinking that one day, youโd love to start a family with him.
โก Also his siblings are your guys bigger shippers. Especially Teucer, whoโs started to secretly plan situations so Childe can invite you home more often.
โก In the fashion and accessories department, Childe is totally the type to have ear piercings (I mean, he does have an earring in game so it makes sense to me in a modern au as well). As for tattoos, for some reason, I donโt picture him having anything too flashy or big (except when he lets his siblings doodle on his arms), but the idea of him having some kind of meaningful tattoo in a small size around his waistโฆ yes, it makes me a little crazy in the best way. And even more so because the aforementioned post work out pictures, but also maybe he makes sure to show it off in other kinds of photos: rising his arm up to make his t-shirt ride higher, or directly holding his t-shirt up to make it visible. You tease him for it, but oh, how you love those photos of him.
โก Besides working out by himself, in his college years, Childe would totally be in more than one sport club. And heโd be the star of the team. If you go see him at matches or training, heโd get so happy and constantly look at you sitting on the bleachers. He would wink at you, smile and mouth โthis oneโs for you, babe.โ Before scoring a point. It flusters you, but it also makes you smile as if you were having a high school crush for the very first time.
โก Okay, those are some of his cool moments, but this guy is a bit of a pathetic simp (in the best way and I love him for it). He is so down bad, and he wants to show off his amazing partner everywhere. His socials are full of pictures of you two together with him always tagging you and following it with some cheesy caption. His comments are constant funny, good natured banter between you two (and everyone ships you together so hard every single time).
โก While he doesnโt really do makeup on himself, he is happy to let you try makeup on him and do skincare together with you! Childe definitely owns a small collection of cute hair clips. I imagine him having some narwhal shaped ones in baby blue. He also lets you and Tonia paint his nails, and heโll definitely post a picture of the final result on his social media sites, he is so proud of you and he would never dare remove it!
โก For some reason, I imagine him driving an old car. Perhaps it used to belong to his parents, and now heโs the one who uses it. Which means drive-in theater dates, kissing and making out in the backseat, or sitting in the car hood as you watch the sun set and he hugs you from behind. He places kisses on the back of your neck, the touch of his soft lips making you shiver more than the nightly cold.
โก Modern au Childe would love gaming. And we all know heโs quite competitive. Heโs so not going to go easy on you just because he is totally smitten. However, he does keep getting distracted because of how hot he thinks you are when you donโt go easy on him either. He ends up losing; but rest assured, the moment you let your guard down, he pins you to the floor and kisses you breathless. Allโs fair in love and war, after all, right?
Synopsis: After coming home feeling cold, his touch is all you need to warm up.
Featuring: Flins x gender neutral reader.
Genre: romance, fluff.
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: implied nudity (they take a bath together), reader blushes, reader is implied to be shorter than Flins.
A/n: something very self indulgent to get me back into writing. I love this man and the weatherโs getting colder, enjoy!
Out of sorts would be a good way to describe your current state.
Trembling, a strange warmth settled uncomfortably on your cheeks, your fingertips going numb.
โBe careful out there.โ Your boyfriend had warned, beneath the light of Final Night Cemeteryโs lighthouse, as he reluctantly parted with you earlier today.
You had underestimated his words. And Nod Kraiโs unforgiving weather, too.
With a bone chilling shiver, you finally close the door to his home behind you. Your legs feel too tired considering the errands you had run today, your shoe wear evidently not suitable to fend off the settling winter in Teyvat.
You hug yourself around the arms. As if you didnโt yearn enough for his warmth every night beside you on a daily basis, today you craved it insatiably.
You sigh, making a beeline for the fireplace.
โYouโve arrived at last, my soul-light.โ An ever tranquil voice calls.
Steps that never faltered pad through the wooden floor, a gloved hand offered to you. โDid your missions go well?โ Flins asks, gently pulling you towards him.
The dark fabric of his gloves caresses the side of your ice-cold visage. Theoretically, no human warmth should be able to radiate off of him. And despite it, his simple touch managed to instantly make you feel warm, comforted. At home.
Your smaller form burrows into him, the familiar scent of midnight and a bygone dynasty wrapping around you at the same time his arms embrace you.
โSo cold outsideโฆโ You hug him tightly. You know it doesnโt hurt him, but youโre almost scared heโll slip from you in a myriad of blue flames.
Flins chuckles, a precious sound youโve gotten to hear more often since the two of you started living together. He places a kiss on top of your head, pulling away afterwards to meet your gaze.
โAllow me to help warm you up, in that case.โ He states, tugging you along. โLetโs run a warm bath for you.โ
A bath sounds certainly inviting right now. The warm light of his bathroom, the aromatic salts you brought when moving in, the hot waterโฆ And yet, none of that is essential right now.
The Light Keeper feels a tug on the hem of his sleeve.
โButโฆ I want to take a bath togetherโฆโ You muster.
And right now, not even all the antic trinkets in Teyvat would be enough to make Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins deny your request.
Your gaze is averted to the side, your fingertips still on his clothes, the way you shift your weight from foot to foot bashfully, the pretty pink on your cheeks and the bridge of your noseโฆ
Archons save him, youโre too adorable.
โGladly.โ He concedes, brushing his lips by the back of your hand.
You slip it in between his palm and his glove when he holds it in his.
Youโre not the only one feeling warm as you both make your way towards his bathtub.
โ
The perfume of violets and lavender emanates from the foamy water. Inside the tub, your loverโs strong chest rests against your back as you close your eyes momentarily.
Your fingers are still intertwined with each otherโs. You raise your joined hands above the level of the soapy water.
Your thumb tenderly runs across his palm.
โYour hands are much bigger than mine.โ You point out, resting your palm against his pale one. His skin there is surprisingly soft, must be one of the perks of being a fae, you think. โI like it.โ You regard his svelte yet strong looking fingers, the blue veins at his wrist. โI like holding your hands.โ
You turn around in the water, meeting those golden eyes that always seem to watch over you in the night.
He smiles, the knuckles of his free hand brushing against your cheek, pulling away damp strands of hair from your face.
โI like holding yours too.โ He answers, in between clouds of bath-salt steam. He pulls you against his bare chest, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. โI like this, these moments of quietness with you.โ He confesses.
You rest your forehead against his, swallowing a dreamy sigh.
โKyryll,โ you call. His first name. Only you called him that these days. โYou will make me swoon. Archons, you do everyday.โ You lean your cheek on top of his heartbeat, twirling one of his long, starry sky colored strands between your fingers.
โIโm just being honest.โ He states, which in turn makes your heart skip a few beats again.
โYouโre smooth.โ You giggle, looking up at him.
His amber eyes are ever-bright, lined in shadows. You brush his bangs away from his forehead and he lets you.
โHe is so cuteโ, you think, observing the faint pink hue on his cheeks.
โCan I wash your hair?โ You ask, a bit suddenly, combing one of his long locks with your fingers.
When you pose the question, the Ratnik takes a moment to respond.
From his back, you can make out the outlines of wings; theyโre an iridescent shade of blue transitioning to purple, not unlike the sky at the strike of dusk.
It elicits a feeling of tenderness out of you. His fae nature shines especially when heโs flustered, so you pat yourself on the back for that one.
To make your cool and collected boyfriend lose composure is not something that happens every day.
However, your success is short-lived.
He steals a kiss from your hot wet lips out of nowhere, breathlessness in his wake.
โI suppose you can, Meleth nรฎn.โ He breathes, in the tiny space between.
Your breath hitches. It always does when he uses his mother tongue to call you his beloved.
Youโre helpless. An utter blushing mess in front of this man who brightened your life in the same way the lighthouse he watches over lights up the night.
You scoot behind him, gently threading through his long, silky hair.
It has the scent of your shampoo.
You hear him hum, his shoulders relaxing at the touch of you.
โYour hair is so softโฆ Iโm jealous, you know.โ You tell him, as you gently massage his scalp.
The fae seems to lean even further against your pats at your words, sharp eyes that look at you ever tenderly closing in bliss.
โI think you enjoy it more than me at this point.โ He chuckles. โYou always like playing with it.โ
โYouโre right.โ You agree, letting your body slump against his bare back. โBecause you get so cute when I do, you always look soโฆ at peace.โ
Flins places one of his hands on top of yours that embrace him from behind around the shoulders.
โHow could I not feel at peace when the love of my life dotes on me so sweetly?โ
You bury your face in his shoulder, all remains of cold long gone by now.
He used to tell the tale of how blue flames were never meant for warmth; they instilled terrors to fearsome foes instead.
You beg to differ.
For you have never known warmth like the one of his azure light in a frigid night.
Meleth nรฎn: โmy loveโ in the Sindarin Elvish language created by J.R.R. Tolkien.
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