#baizluc

[genshipper]

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Request by: @chenyuvale

[sillystringstar]

..... do i tempt you to draw my genshin ship.. feel free to FashionIfy Them their canon clothes are hell <- guy who. came here for smth else but saw 'i do drawing req' part and got Distracted

decided to draw them based on that one gif you have on your intro

[circusofsnakes]

Pet swap (1/2)

[circusofsnakes]

They are MARRIED! THEY HAVE A KID!!

[apitofvipers]

Early Riser

As the sun rose, so did Diluc. He laid half-awake, bleary-eyed as he came to, sluggish but still quicker than most. The first thing he took note of was the way the body on top of him curled against his chest and the sun basking their bed in its rays, heating up his already warm skin.

After cataloging these things he slid his arm over his husband's waist, hugging him closer as he turned over to face him, tugging the blankets back over them with his free hand. He was rewarded with soft lips brushed against his collar and hummed, pleased with the sleepy gesture.

He was just about to doze back off, deciding on a lazy morning, when heavy feet slapped against the carpets in the hall outside the room, increasing in sound as it gradually grew near. He had only ten seconds to think about this before The bedroom door was pushed open and a body collided into his back, earning a grunt from the pyro user.

“Papa!” Squealed his child, Huò luàn, gripping and pulling on the bedsheets to help them clamber onto his poor father’s head. “Papa, Bàba, wake up!!”

Diluc was an early riser by default, waking with the sun peeking over the horizon and getting on with his day by the time roosters began to crow.

This did not change when he got married and had a child. If anything his early risings became an advantage, especially when their child grew too old to be placated by laying in their crib when they woke and started wandering. More often than not coming to their parents bedroom to wake one of them for their attention.

At five years old their only child proved to be sly by nature, evading the mansion's small staff. This, Diluc would later come to realize, has everything to do with his genetics than any nurturing on their part.

The debate he had with himself over what to do was pretty quick. He untangled himself from Baizhu, turned over onto his back once again, and caught Huò luàn before his child tumbled off the bed. He sat up, gathering his child in his arms. “Hush, Huò luàn,” cautioned the pyro user in a whisper, carding scarred fingers through silky pink hair. “Your Bàba is tired, let’s leave him to sleep.” He raised his other hand to make a shushing gesture. Though it was wholly unnecessary, Diluc found the way Huò luàn slapped both hands over his mouth to be endearing.

“How about this; you go downstairs and tell Moco to fix us some food and I’ll tell you a story about one of Mondstadt’s festivals?” He proposed, keeping his voiced hush.

Huò luàn gasped, muffled by their hands, and nodded rapidly in agreement. Then, scrambling off the bed, they bolted back out the door.

It was done so quickly Diluc only had to blink and his child was gone.

“Where do they find all the energy?” He murmurs, fascinated.

The body beside him shuffled around and a pale arm hung loosely over his lap. “We should consider sending them into a program in Mondstadt to burn all that youthful energy.” Suggested Baizhu, quiet and raspy, voice filled with sleep. He leaned over, propping himself up to kiss his husband's cheek. “I’ll be up later. Thank you.”

Diluc tilted his head to return the kiss, planting lips on lips. It was long and slow, like he was trying to commit the mold of Baizhu’s lips to memory, and he felt as though it ended too soon when he was pushed away by the doctor's hand on his chest. “Go on, xīngān. Before our baobei comes back up and drags me down with you all.” He urged with another light shove while simultaneously sliding back down to rest under the covers.

The redhead huffed fondly, “Alright. Sleep well, lǎo po.” and slid out of bed, grabbing a robe on the way to the door. He imagined the blush on Baizhu’s cheeks were just as red as the ones he spotted flushing the tips of his ears when the doctor heard the liyue-term of endearment fall off his tongue.

He closed the door behind him just as his child came running back up the stairs shouting; “Papa!! Moco wants to know if you want blueberries in your pancakes!!”

With a very fond smile, he called back. “Tell her I do.”

“‘Kay!!” The sound of stairs creaking followed the statement.

Yes, Diluc thought as he reached the dining area, being an early riser did have its perks.

[apitofvipers]

Hello Baizluc nation , would you guys like it if i posted my fanfics on here rather than just exclusively on ao3…

Baizluc fanfics on Tumblr

YES!!!!!!!

Nah I like reading on ao3

Voting ended onJul 5, 2025