he sleeps in whale pajamas he's had snice he was 8 years old.
they don't fit him anymore, so he just wears the top to sleep
snores loud af
(please stfu)
plays some stupid ass noise to help him sleep
he can't wake up fast enough to make it to morning meetings
so you usually make breakfast most days
when (if) he does wake up, he'll just stand there. watching you. with his beady little blue eyes
"childe, please let go..." you needed to get to a very important meeting in the morning, and your boyfriend just wouldn't let go. and you were running short on time "childe i need to go to a meeting." since you weren't even close to his strength, he had you traped until he wanted you to leave the covers.
"just...just 5 more minutes darling." he was drooling on your arm, his leg lazily tossed over yours, forever trapping you.
"no, childe. let me go." you started playfully thrashing around to get an attempt to scurry out of bed and run away before he could drag you back in. and the most chide did was let out a groan. and it didn't help that you were getting pretty close to falling back asleep, probably as childe planned.
"just.. just 5 more minutes ok y/n? then we can go and-" you took him relaxing to toss yourself out of bed, on the floor, with a thud.
"PFFT-" childe stifled laughter, well looks who was finally awake.
"FUCK-" you rolled onto your back, groaning in pain "can you wake up now childe?" you slowly made your way back on your feet.
"no, well-" his grabby little hands reached out to grab you "no, i can't wake up." and now back to square one, stuck in his arms.
"childe-"
"shhh shhhh~ shhhh~~~~ go to bed" he was cradling you like a baby, stroking your hair and whispering in your ear. (creepy much?)
"ok...just 5 more minutes ok childe?"
yeaaa... 5 minutes my ass. it was an hour until childe's alarm finally got him up. and while it was good that you were his secretary because you knew you couldn't get fired. but that meeting had a lot of information that was vital for the fatui's success. well!
"y.n~~" he placed soft kisses on your face "good morning~!"
"childe... what time is it." you knew you'd overslept, you felt like it was a weekend. "childe."
"it's 8.00 AM..."
"AJAX!" you flew out of bed, listening to childe's laughs and giggles "GOD FUCKING DAMNIT, YOU FIX YOUR OWN BREAKFAST." going to your closet throwing basically everything out, and put on the collared shirt and pants, then grabbing the tie from the rack. throwing off your pajamas right into cihlde's face so you could avoid being even later with his remarks. then throwing on your dress shirt and jumping into your pants.
"need help with your tie?" he was now sitting up in bed, signaling you to come over.
"pull me into bed one more time ajax, and i will burn all of your files."
"wouldn't dare." he hummed tieing your tie while having a happy grin on his face. then he pulled you by the newly tied tie and placed a kiss on your cheek. "i love you y.n."
"yea yea!" you pulled away from him and rushed to the bathroom to fix your hair. hearing childes whines in the background. luckily he was all ready to go to work by the time you got out of the bathroom, looking composed, ready, and professional. but childe...well
"you're going to work with bed head?" you motioned to his head. flaming ginger locks flying everywhere "i understand why scaramouche makes fun of you. i would too."
"yea but you still love me sooo~" slipping on your shoes, you opened the door for childe to leave... with his hair everywhere. lovely. at least you made it to work at all. waking up in the same bed as childe was war to get up.
AYATO
he wakes up first
it's creepy
and then he'll force you to get up with him, causing some minor fights in the mornings
he'd kill you if you made him miss a meeting
god forbid you to muddy his reputation
but you guys always have breakfast together, you might still be mad from him interrupting your slumber, but you'll get over it (hopefully)
"y.n, we have a meeting at 9 sharp." ayato tried to wake you up, but you've been refusing for the past 30 minutes, refusing to get up or letting him go for that matter. you had him trapped in your arms, yes he could break through your arms but he needed to make sure you could get up and stay awake, key word, stay. so the best way to ensure that was to make you wake up with him.
"ayato can't we just skip this meeting?" you tossed and turned, digging yourself more into the covers, letting go of ayato "here you go and then you can tell me *yawn* all about it?"
"no y.n, get up." ayato made his way out of bed and tore off the covers, leaving you to toss and turn and then groan "this meeting is very important, i trust you'll be able to get up now." he tossed the heap of covers to the corner of your shared bedroom
"mhmm." you turned one more time, then sat up showing ayato that you were, in fact, awake, hair a mess. then once you heard the door shut, you flopped back down and went back to sleep, slightly colder. there was no way he could be that mad at you. he was your husband after all! no, he was pissed, very, very pissed
"Y.N KAMISATO." you heard the door opening, you had just now gotten up and your husband was booming into your guys' room like a race car. your head crooked like a deer in headlights.
"..yes?" yea, he was pissed
"how many times did i ask you to get up?"
but got he was so hot being pissed
"a few? but ayato i said you could just tell me what happens-"
"yes, but that's not the same as being there y.n. you do realize that, right? and imagine the embarrassment of telling everyone you couldn't make it, to a 9 o'clock meeting since you slept in?"
yea no he was hot mad, definitely
"i'll do all my paperwork and turn it in! i'll review the finances! i'll do everything to make it better, okay?"
"those are things you've agreed to since I married you." ayato deadpanned at you. usually, agreeing to do your work would make him happier, but he wasn't having any of it.
"then... ill get up with you can clean with thoma!!" YES! this was the best idea-
"no, we've hired thoma and maids for that very job y.n. just come to breakfast ok?" well, you were right. he wasn't that mad at you after all. and with a kiss on your cheek, you were brought out to enjoy breakfast with the hot and sticky inazuma air, something you also hated.
DILUC
very strict about when he wakes up and goes to sleep 100%
and that also applies to you
he's the kind of guy to like open the blinds first thing in the morning
but on weekends he will just sleep in with you in his arms
so when you won't get up in the mornings, issues... arise
"Y.N" diluc busted through the door of the shared bedroom "Y.N L.N." you slowly woke up, but diluc was at your side, shaking you awake.
"huh- what? what? are you ok?" you thought someone hurt him, or something had happened in mondstat. but no, you had just woken up late for an important meeting with one of the economical groups in mondstat.
"Y.N THE- THE COMPANY GOING TO MEET WITH ANGELS SHARE, GET DRESSED!" he threw clothes at you as you rubbed your sleepy eyes.
"diluc..that's your company. that's all your issue" you dug yourself deep in the sheets and tried to fall asleep again
"y.n if you don't get out of that bed im going to toss all the sheets off and force you to get up and get ready."
"do it, i dare you." that was his final straw, he loved you very much. but that love came to a point. and he really did it, he ripped off the sheets and you curled your body up more.
"FUCK!" you flew out strings of curses and groaning.
"y.n, get up." he was planning something in his head, something very mean and cruel. he grabbed your ankle and unfolded your fetal position, you kicked and whined. you were already awake, but getting ready was just too much.
"diluccc can you put my socks on?" you were just spread out on the bed without sheets, holding up a foot and moving it left to right.
"y.n..." he went to the closet and grabbed a pair of socks and put them on you as you smiled at your husband. god, he was so cute.
"how about you hand me my fancy clothes you tossed off with the sheets?" you stilled lied there, knowing he would do anything for you guys to be on time
"fine y.n." he reached down with a groan and threw your clothes on you for a second time that morning "now get changed."
you walked out of the bedroom room, throwing your hands up and twirling, showing off the outfit.
"see diluc, i can get ready in time for your meetings!" you smiled at his deadpanned face "fine, i'm sorry for making your morning difficult. i didn't mean to and i won't do it again.." he got out from the chair, placing the newspaper down and engulfed you into a large hug.
"i love you y.n."
"i love you too diluc."
he kissed your forehead as your guys headed out, the maids fangirling over your relationship. diluc could be cute sometimes.
fandom: genshin impact
characters: diluc raginvindir
pairing: sub!diluc x dom!gn!reader
warnings: nsfw content, mdni. usage of camers/exhibitionism, slight degradation (the usage of "slut" once)
buy me a ko-fi
wc: 1.2k
The shutter of the Kamera in your hands filled the room, the color on Diluc’s cheeks darkening to a shade almost comparable to the fiery red of his hair that was splayed out on the white sheets below the two of you. He hadn’t been keen on the idea of you having photographic evidence of the things the two of you do in the bedroom, but the second the lens was pointing at him, it came naturally to him. Like he was made to be spread out for all to see, for everyone to cherish how pretty he looked while he was begging for you to touch him more.
“Please… hng… please. You’ve gone so long without touching me. I can’t handle it anymore, please.” Diluc’s voice was barely above a whisper, causing you to lean in while he spoke to grace your senses with the whininess that filled his tone.
The way he was begging almost got you to cave and set down the Kamera, but there was this twinge in your mind that wanted to torture him even more. You wanted him to unravel before your very eyes like he always did when you were in bed with him. The idea of pictures being taken of him was obviously making him shy, but that wasn’t going to work. Shyness had no place in the bedroom when you were in control.
“Now, pretty boy… is that any way to ask for what you want?” The smirk on your lips was overly prevalent by the snarky tone to your voice, a tone you knew would just make Diluc crumble.
The way his eyes widened at your words and immediately drooped half closed in a haze of lust had you proving once again, that just the slightest bit of coyness in your tone while speaking to him was enough to almost get him off without a single touch. He let out a heavy breath before he could look back up at you, looking anywhere but your eyes for a brief moment as he mustered up the courage to speak.
“Can you please touch me…? Please. I need you more than anything…” Diluc’s cheeks had already been flushed a faint pink, but as he turned his head to the side to break eye contact with you, the color visibly darkend, “I want … I want you to use me and let me cum.”
Diluc’s voice broke into a soft whisper at his last request, and if you had been any more cruel you would’ve asked him to repeat himself again. But he had already done so well for you through the evening, that it was time for a reward now. Only he wasn’t aware that you were still going to use the Kamera on him through it all. In fact, you were even going to have him taking the pictures.
With a grin curving up the corners of your lips, you sat the Kamera down next to Diluc, a quick nod of your head acknowledging his request for you to touch him more. Even if he was the weak one for your touch, you were the weak one when it came to his begging; with his pupils blown wide and his lips parted, heavy breaths breaking his speech and causing his voice to hitch, it was nearly impossible to deny him of anything he asked for. You were more than happy to just satisfy yourself by hearing him moan your name as you stroked his cock.
Diluc let out a sigh of pleasure past his parted lips when your fingers loosely wrapped around his shaft, thumb teasing the tip of his length to gather the precum that had formed through your teasing and torture. With a soft hum and your head tipped to the side as you curiously examined his features, a soft laugh emitted from your throat as you stilled the movement of your fingers against him.
“You thought I’d give you what you want that easily, darling?” Your words came out as a teasing coo, shaking your head while your free hand headed to the Kamera to nudge it closer to Diluc’s side, “do you expect that I wouldn’t want this on film too? Go ahead, pick it up.”
If you had thought his eyes were wide before, the sound of your request had the look of shock plastered across his features. Shock and borderline denial always looked so good on him, you knew he would eventually settle on acceptance. And in no time, his fingers were grasping for the Kamera you had nudged towards him. After nearly dropping the object a few times, he was finally pointing the lens down towards your hand wrapped around his cock, and you just knew his sculpted torso was in the frame as well.
A quick mumble of praises for Diluc came from you before you started stroking his cock, soft hums falling from your lips were matched with loud moans from Dilucs. Shaky hands were hitting the shutter button the Kamera almost every second, and you thought you’d have to tell him to slow down to preserve film space, but once his mind wrapped around the feeling of your hand moving against him he toned down on the amount of pictures taken.
“You’re such a good little slut for me, aren’t you?” You whispered out, gazing up at him through your eyelashes, “you’re taking pictures of me stroking your cock like this is what you were made to do…”
Diluc stared you down as you spoke, hips bucking up off the bed with every word you said, encouraging you to speak more with a few extra pictures taken. You knew you were right about him being a natural at this as he looked away from the camera to capture the best angles, his legs shifting on the mattress to spread out his legs more. He liked being on display, clearly.
“I’m gonna… hng…” Diluc was cut off quickly by a loud moan of your name as your pace quickened, back arching off the mattress in response to your touch. He was always so reactive and sensitive.
“Come on, pretty boy, cum for me.” There was an edge of want in your voice. You wanted to see him unravel before you in this situation, you wanted to see him vulnerable enough to cum while he had the thought in his mind that he was on camera.
And that was exactly what he did. His moans were quick to become whines and whimpers, hips rolling as he thrust into your hand after reaching his orgasm. The amount of cum that covered his chest with each pump was the most you had seen out of him in awhile, a reminder that you needed to do this more often and get him to take more breaks from work so he wasn’t so worked up all the time.
Thinking that he was done, he sat the Kamera down next to him as he melted into the mattress. You quickly corrected this behavior and picked up the Kamera off the bed, aiming it to perfectly frame his cum-covered torso.
“This may be the memory I need the most from you, pretty boy…” The click of the shutter just barely opened his closed eyes to look up at you, his cheeks flaring a bright red once again, “how can I let such a pretty sight go to waste?”
warnings/side notes: diluc asking if you're crazy but it's actually you making HIM crazy. she/her pronouns, lowercase intended, not proofread i never do.
a/n; SVAJSHSK I WROTE THIS WAYYY BACK like 5 months back to when i didn't even have diluc yet, so ig this was like me pining for diluc and writing to manifest him, cause i literally got him right after this then c2 kaeya came too
you're a lady of mondstat, not too seen, not too invisible either. on a midnight walk, thirsty for something pleasurable you find yourself in nothing but your sleepwear that you couldn't afford to care about, not when you're on the verge of dehydration. you find yourself stumbling along the infamous tavern in which someone familiar may or may not be bartending tonight.
you open the door, and shut it close as the cold breeze stops, and into the warm aroma of people idling, chit-chatting, celebrating, and making business. you look around to see any familiar faces in which resulted in no one but a red-haired bartender calling out to you, and without much hesitation- you sat infront of the counter, offering a lazy smile to the richest bachelor of mondstat. "what a sight to be seen, let alone on the midnight of your most important day" he says, mixing drinks of what looks to be your unspoken order.
"can you blame me? i've ran out of water and i cant afford to knock on families house! not when mondstat provides us the breeze we need to set ourselves into such a deep sleep, no?" you say crossing your arms, looking at the back of the bartender. "i suppose not, but take a look around you, everyone you could ask for a beverage of water.. is here.. not unless another reason to go to the tavern which offers nothing but alcohol, miss?" he says, a glisten in his eyes slitting his eyes for a second as the yellow-tainted chandelier showers him in nothing but a bittersweet atmosphere, his eyes seeming more of a red dazed sunset and his red hair waved and tied into a higher ponytail in usual, his white-buttoned shirt under a well-tailored black vest,
his black gloves fitting a well too tightly around those hands of his. "huh.. correct me if i'm wrong sir, but do you not see that the tavern only has you and i in here?" you say as he slides the drink infront of you, picking the beverage and sloshing the ice cubes and straw. he scans the room in confusion in which just a moment ago where the venue was crowded.
" you chuckle, sliding the mora for the drink. "oh and if you don't mind, i'll be heading off now though, sir." you get up from your chair, your drink in your hand, waving with your other hand, turning on your heel. "i think not." - "excuse me?"- he sighs, "not when all the drunkards are loitering the streets right now. i must make it a duty to escort my-..well you of course, miss." he averts his eyes, you swear you see a faint blush on that stoic face of his.
"ah, i appreciate the gesture a lot, i will be taking your offer and will very much need to make up for this gesture, yes?" you laugh as he escorts you out of the tavern. in such a free place like mondstat there's no need to lock up the place, there's nothing much valuable to diluc in that tavern worth stolen, let alone when the offices of the knights or the dark knight himself can defend.
as you walk past the lantern-lit streets, still somehow ablaze and alive, you pick up a lamp grass on your way and slide a mora on flora's desk. turning to diluc, lighting his face with the plant, you say "this plant contradicts in you in so many ways but it still holds a memorable value when we first met, sir." you smirk, remembering when yourself, a defendless citizen made the darknight himself startled in the sight of you under the first white full moon of the year, collecting lamp grass as he often visited the location wondering who in tevyat dare to pluck them off than to leave them alone. "im not gonna deny it, but i still do visit the lamp grass gardens, reminiscing the time we met."- "no way, without me? i see how it is.." you pouted, impatiently to turn the corner to your house.
once you both made the corner into the alley of your house- you turned to the tall man, handing him the plant, tipping his chin down to plant a small yet sweet kiss on his lips. you smirk as he dazed off into your lips, and once awoken by reality- he scans the roads surrounding you two.
"what.. are you crazy.." he sighs while you laugh, "what? you really think i wont be able to scan this place myself before doing anything?" you replied. he rolls his eyes slightly, shaking his head as he stares down at you, glancing at your lips momentarily, he takes a deep breath taking in your appearance from the faint light in the distance. something about this situation seemed new and exciting for the bartender.
he places an arm next to your head onto the wall. your eyes flutter upwards, half-open in response, but bewildered of the monotoned man, and of course, as all missions fail, he leaned all too aggressively forgetting the drink in your hands, the beverage of the sweet grape juice spilling all its content beneath your sleepwear and tainting your jaw trailing down to your sleepwear. he shakes his head as you chuckle at the embarassed man, a thought clouds his mind. "the grape jui-" something cuts you off and its the actual fact that the man himself has his lips directly in contact with your jaw, placing wet kisses savoring the trail of his well-favorited beverage on his well-favorited woman or...lover, should i say. you tremble as he makes his way to your neck a smile from him tracing on your neck as he continues to be amused of your reaction.
deciding that its better to cut this off, you pull away, his eyes expressed confusion started to intimidate you,
unlocking the door and let yourself in, the man sighing to himself proceeding to walk away, but not when you got a hold of his sleeve and pull him in your house. he tilts his head towards you, "does this mean..." - "...you are quite dense to be the dark knight i suppose.." you remark. he makes his way towards you, his right hand locking the door behind him swiftly and placing his left around your waist, a kiss on your lips down to your neck once again determined that his actions say what he intends to do with you for the night.
bonus:
you: by the way, what was the whole "miss" thing about?
diluc: i sensed kaeya upstairs in the tavern, still wanting some information from me, to any i might be hiding, but not aware that i knew he was there.
you: ohhh i see..
diluc: hm, well who wanted to keep this relationship a secret again?
Reader who grew up in a very toxic family and now when their s/o yells at them they just accept it and shut up even though they've done nothing wrong or it was a misunderstanding. They just take it since they learned that they shouldn't "talk back" or are always wrong.
Fluffy ending where s/o realizes and tries to talk with reader, apologize, and comfort them
After you're saved from an Abyss Mage by a mysterious, red-haired stranger, you come to realize that your pyro abilities are not as strong as you had hoped. But with the help of Lumine, the Knights of Favonius, and your savior in black, you might come out of Mondstadt with much more than you ever expected.
Part Two
You’d been chasing a certain abyss mage for at least a week now, and frustration was beginning to set in. You’d seen it a few times, but it always managed to elude you. Now, you were certain it had a domain nearby, but you weren’t sure where it was. You’d checked all the suspicious rocks, gone through two separate and suspiciously empty temples. But still there was no sign of your target. But despite the lack of findings, you were persistent. You would get your treasure back. This mage wouldn’t stop you.
Then, after a week of searching, sleeping outside, and fighting a handful of Hilichurls, you caught a break. A stray fire blob knocked down a magical barrier you hadn’t seen. And, after beating the Hilichurl that threw the pseudo-bomb in the first place, you turned your attention to the new domain. All you could do now was hope your target was inside.
As you stepped into the unknown, you pulled on a little of your Pyro power to light up the space. The entryway was dark and dusty with cobwebs you burned and spiders larger than your head. On any other day, you might have been creeped out, but today, all you cared about was taking down the thieving Cryo Mage. The rest was just an annoyance.
Finally, you reached the inner sanctum. And there it was. The Abyss Mage that had driven you crazy for so long. And around its neck was a chain with a red crystal feather. Your prized possession in his grasp.
You summoned your sword, lighting it ablaze with a burst of energy. It was a smaller blade, but it did what you needed it to do. Your real power was currently strapped around this creature’s neck. “Give it back,” You said, twirling your sword with nervous energy. You’d never actually faced an Abyss Mage on your own. Usually your father or someone else in your town was there to back you up. But your journey had been long, and there was no one else willing to take it. You were confident you could handle yourself. Break the shield, your father would say. Then it’s all yours. It sounded simple, but as the creature turned to face you, and the large blue shield surrounded its body, you were unable to stop the shred of doubt in the back of your mind. You closed your eyes for a brief moment, banishing those thoughts.
“You followed me here?” The creature said, its shrill voice making you flinch. “How persistent.”
“You know what I want.”
“And I’m not giving it to you,” The Mage said, its little body swaying back and forth in the air. You always thought they looked a little strange with their beady blue eyes on a mask of dark blue. Its fluffy chest gave way to a robe of some kind, with dark blues and white snowflakes. It was smaller than you, but you knew not to underestimate it. “You only used a fraction of its power, and I will learn to use it all.”
Your eyes narrowed. You weren’t certain how your treasure would help a Cryo Mage. You’d never seen it used with anything but Pyro. But maybe it could be manipulated by a different form of magic and you, only having one, would never know. If this thing had practiced with his own abilities, then you might be in more trouble than you thought. But you kept your confident front, pointing your sword toward its chest. “I’m not playing games with you.”
The Abyss Mage laughed. “You can’t beat me. You’re not strong enough.”
You leapt forward, slicing your sword through the air. But the Mage vanished, and you barely dodged a block of ice dropping out of the sky. You spun around to strike again, and an arc of fire flew from your weapon. It struck the Mage, but you only saw a small dent in his shield. That creeping feeling of doubt almost crippled you, but you managed to dodge a few more strikes before diving at it again. This time, your sword collided with the shield, piercing just a fraction through it. The Mage shrieked and vanished. This time, you swung just before it reappeared, and your fire broke the shield. The mage fell for a moment, but was on its feet and throwing ice before you had a chance to attack again. You narrowly dodged each one, twisting and turning your way through the onslaught. But as you reached it, the Mage threw a block of ice, knocking you into the back wall. You grunted, as you felt your skin cool. You grabbed your arm, trying to warm up what you could. But the ice was persistent, and you could feel it spreading the longer you waited. You took a step forward, but another blast of ice knocked you down. The Mage cackled as it floated closer, its shield reforming. “I warned you,” it said, swirling its snowflake staff in the air. “Now you die.”
In an act of desperation, you threw your hand out, trying to feel for the feather. A flicker of its power pierced your mind and you threw your hand back. The chain yanked on the back of the Mage, pulling him forward before it shattered. The feather landed in your hand and you drew on whatever magic you could.
But before you could do anything, a great bird of fire slammed into the mage. It shrieked as it flew backward, its shield decimated. Surprised, you tried to get to your feet but crumbled against the wall. A blur of black and red flew over your head and a man with a great sword landed a few feet in front of you. The Mage rushed to stand up again, but the man slammed his sword down next to his head. “Finally,” He said. “You mages can only elude me for so long.”
“The Darknight Hero,” The Abyss Mage hissed. “What are you doing here.”
“Does it matter?” The redhead said.
“You never would have found me without her,” The Mage said. Red eyes glanced back at you for the first time, but all you could do was shiver as you slid further down the wall. Your skin was slowly turning blue, and your own Pyro powers were struggling to keep up. You kept your grip on the feather, but just barely. Your fingers felt like they were going to fall off at any moment. You barely heard the Mage’s next words. “Good luck saving her now. She’ll freeze before you…”
Fire erupted around the mage’s body. It screamed, scrambling for anything. But nothing came to his aid. And in a few seconds, its body disintegrated into ash before vanishing as if it never existed. The redhead was by your side before you had a chance to blink, his hand on your shoulder. A warmth spread from his palm, stronger than any of your own magic. You stared up into his red eyes as you slumped against the wall, relieved. “Hold on,” He said, his voice lulling you into a sense of security. Your eyes fluttered as your hand fell to your side. The feather fell out of it, but you couldn’t reach for it. Everything was too cold. His other hand closed around the feather, placing it back in your hand and warming your fingers enough so you could grasp it again. You tried to mutter a thank you, but nothing came out.
“Hold on,” He said again. “You’re not going to die here.”
You tried to smile, but all your body did was drag you into a cold sleep.
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The Dawn Winery was cold when Diluc entered it, something he was quick to rectify. Fireplaces were lit. Windows were shut, and Adelinde made sure that very few people came in and out until you warmed up. Diluc had managed to dispel most of the ice just by carrying you back, but there was some left that his Pyro powers hadn’t reached. He was most concerned about your heart, but one of his workers assured him that your pulse was normal.
So, as he ordered a large number of blankets and found a clean room you could use, he wondered what exactly you’d been doing on your own. And facing down an Abyss Mage, no less. Had you been that confident in your abilities? Or had you merely underestimated the threat? You were lucky he had been in the area, as concerned citizens from another town over had sent a commission to Mondstadt to track the Mage down. Diluc had seen the mini-explosion from a good distance away, but he hadn’t seen you enter, nor had he realized you were even there until the Mage boasted about its kill. But clearly, you had some reason to have tracked the thing down, and he had a feeling it had to do with the crystal feather you had yet to let go of even in your half-frozen state. Had the Mage taken it from you? It was possible. For all of their grandstanding, Abyss Mages seemed to like shiny things. But he’d overheard the creature talking about some kind of special power, one that you probably knew about. And it intrigued Diluc, if only for a moment.
“Master Diluc?”
He glanced at Adelinde as she gently pushed the door open with the last of the blankets. “Will this be enough?”
“It should be,” he said, crossing his arms as she tossed the final blanket over your fragile form. You’d stopped shivering a few minutes ago, so he assumed progress was being made. Now it was all a matter of when – or if – you’d wake up. He tried not to think too much about the latter. He and his staff had done everything they could. It was up to you now.
Slowly, he reached over to your hand and pried the feather from your fingers. Your hand twitched, but finally, let go after a bit of coaxing. “The chain’s broken,” He muttered. “Do we have anything to replace it with?”
“I can send someone to Mondstadt if you’d like.”
Diluc nodded as he handed her the feather. “Make it quick.”
“I also took a look at her sword as you asked,” Adelinde said. “It is chipped, I’m afraid. I’m uncertain if it is because of the ice or simply old age.”
“She’ll need something new then.”
“You also have a visitor,” Adelinde said as she moved back to the door.
Diluc’s eyebrow twitched. “Who?”
“Kaeya.”
“Kick him out.”
“I tried,” Adelinde said with an awkward, apologetic bow. “But he was insistent.”
Diluc resisted the urge to grumble his annoyance as he made his way back down the stairs. “What do you want?”
“I’m here to congratulate you on a job well done,” Kaeya said with a wide grin. They may have once considered each other brothers, but Diluc and Kaeya were as different as could be. Kaeya was wearing his normal fur cloak and revealing white jacket despite the cold. Diluc kept himself warm naturally, though his long black coat helped. Kaeya had blue hair. Diluc had red. Kaeya was a cryo user while Diluc honed his Pyro skills. And Diluc struggled around Kaeya. There was too much bad blood between them – blood that Kaeya seemed to forget about on a weekly or sometimes daily basis. “The Darknight Hero strikes again.”
Diluc frowned. He had sent back an anonymous message to Mondstadt the moment the job was done, but Kaeya visit was too quick. The message wouldn’t have even reached the Knights of Favonius yet. “You were following me.”
Kaeya shrugged. “I saw you while on patrol. You can’t blame me for being curious.” He tilted his head with that same, annoying smile. “What happened to that pretty lady you brought back?”
“That is none of your concern,” Diluc said.
“Are you certain?” Kaeya said. “The Knights of Favonius have excellent healers.”
“She’s fine,” Diluc said through gritted teeth. He hated the idea of taking you to the Knights. Not only would the trip take a significant amount of time, but he couldn’t even guarantee they’d protect you. Most of them were lazy and worthless, preferring to sit on their asses rather than do anything useful. And he wasn’t going to let Kaeya take you back. Never that. He didn’t trust the man as far as he could throw him. “Now leave.”
“Aren’t you interested in the commission reward?”
“No,” Diluc said as he turned around.
“It’s a hefty amount of Mora.”
“Tell them to keep it.”
Kaeya bowed in that infuriating way he did when he was trying to mock Diluc: one arm swept to the side before coming to his chest in a wide arc. “As you wish, Master Diluc.”
“Get out.”
Kaeya left, but Diluc couldn’t get that smug grin out of his head.
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You woke up with a splitting headache wrapped in so many blankets that you couldn’t move. Panic wracked you for about half a second until you managed to wiggle your arm out of its prison and eventually free yourself from the rest. But still you laid there, blankets piled on top of you, staring up at the ceiling of a room you didn’t recognize. A fireplace was lit across from the bed, and there were a simple closet and dresser to the right. One window looked out over a vineyard and you saw the moon hanging proudly in the sky.
How long had you been out for? At least half a day, though you had a feeling it was much longer than that. Although you remembered the cold touch of the Mage’s magic, you were now sweating, and your clothes were soaked with a mixture of that and melted ice. Wonderful you thought as you finally found the strength to sit up. And your bag was gone. Silly of you to leave it at the last campsite thinking you’d return triumphant in less than a few hours. You wondered if someone had found it by now, or if the Hilichurls had torn it apart.
And where were you anyway? You had planned on visiting Mondstadt after your hunt if only to restock your supplies, but now you had no idea or direction. Was it that city in the distance outside your window? You hoped so. You had never seen it before, though. So maybe it was somewhere else entirely.
A knock at the door drew your attention. “May I come in?” A female voice said.
“Sure,” You said, embarrassed at how hoarse you sounded. A maid stepped in with an all too recognizable bag. Relief spread through you, though you weren’t quite sure how she’d found it. “Master Diluc found a campsite near the domain,” She said as if reading your mind. “We assumed this was yours.”
“You’d be right,” You said as you started to stand. But she crossed the room in an instant, putting the bag beside you as the back of her hand touched your forehead. “Warm,” She said more to herself than you. “Good. We were worried you’d be cold forever.” She smiled with a slight tilt of her head. “My name is Adelinde and welcome to the Dawn Winery.”
Dawn Winery. You’d heard about it at some point, but you never imagined you’d visit it. But you supposed you were bound to run into it eventually on your journey. Especially if it was this close to Mondstadt. “The redhead that saved me,” You said. “Is he…?”
“He’s working at the bar in Mondstadt at the moment,” Adelinde said. “I’m here to take care of you.” She smiled as her hands folded together in front of her. “You’re hungry, yes? We have plenty of food to choose from. Just say the word and we’ll cook whatever you want.”
“… Do you have some fruit?”
Adelinde laughed. “Of course. I’ll leave you to change. Feel free to come downstairs if you’re feeling up to it. Otherwise, I’ll come to check up on you in half an hour or so.” You nodded and she gave you a small curtsy before leaving the room. You tested the waters, letting your feet rest on the floor. Once you were confident they could hold your weight, you pushed your way off the bed. You stumbled a few steps, hand grabbing onto the mantle of the fireplace. You groaned, hand on your head as you blinked away the fatigue. You’d been sleeping long enough, you decided, although you weren’t sure how long was “long enough”. It didn’t matter. You’d gotten your treasure back now you could…
You glanced at your hand in alarm before reaching up to your neck. Your feather was gone! But where would someone have put it? Why would they take it from you? Did they know what it could do? Surely not! You hadn’t even managed to show it off to the Abyss Mage!
You stumbled to the door, then thought better of it. You needed to change first. But every muscle was screaming at you to stop. Your head ached. Your ears kept popping. Everything felt so wrong, yet you were determined to keep pushing forward. You had to find that feather. You didn’t come all this way and risk your life just to lose it again. So after you put on your more comfortable clothes (you’d really have to get some new stuff in Mondstadt if they couldn’t fix your drenched outfit), you headed to the stairwell with your head held high. Adelinde looked up at you with something akin to an amused smirk, as if she could see right through your act. And you weren’t particularly surprised. The way you walked down the stairs was about as graceful as someone with two left feet. But you managed to make it, looking up at her with the best smile you could manage. “Have you seen my necklace? It seems to have gone missing.”
“Master Diluc was having a new chain made for it,” Adelinde said. “He’ll likely be back with it later tonight.”
Likely? You didn’t like that answer, but it was all you got at the moment. It was thoughtful of him to make a new chain, but you wished you’d been part of that decision or taken care of it yourself. You did have some Mora to your name. You’d have to make it up to him later. “What is there to eat?”
“Whatever you want,” Adelinde said as she directed you toward the kitchen. “We made Sweet Chicken Madame earlier if you’re interested in that. I’ve also pulled out all the fruit I could find, so feel free to pick whatever you want.”
To be honest, you were ravenous, more than ready to scarf down anything in your path. But you did so with dignity, trying not to seem too desperate. You’d run out of supplies last night, so this was the first thing you’d had in… however long it had been.
“How long was I out?” You said between bites.
“Two days.”
You nearly choked on your grapes. “Two days?”
“That’s right.”
“That’s how long it took for me to… warm-up?”
“Yep.”
You groaned. Your pyro magic should have managed better than that. You glanced down at your waist where your vision was proudly displayed. Yet for as long as you had it – a few years by this point – you were still learning how to master it. Your father was an excellent pyro user, and you’d gotten this vision during one of his hunts when your brother had been in trouble. And you were okay with it. You could light things up, maintain fire on your sword, and a few other things. But you needed outlets for it. You couldn’t just direct the flames wherever you wanted. Not without a conduit. That’s why your father had used some of his own power on the feather, and why you needed it back.
“When will… Diluc be back?”
“In an hour or two,” Adelinde said. “Don’t worry too much. We’re not interested in stealing your things.”
You blushed, looking back at your food. “I wasn’t accusing you.”
Adelinde chuckled. “I know, but you’re clearly worried.”
You touched your chest and sighed. “I’ve been without it for too long.”
“Eat up,” Adelinde said. “You’ll need your strength if you’re going to fight Abyss Mages anytime soon.”
Is there anyone with knowledge of Genshin Impact that could help Beta read my new story? I’ll have it done in the next few days and would love for someone else to take a look before I post it to AO3/the new blog ^^
childe had just gotten back from a longgg work trip
and what'd know! he brought back some expensive ass wine, and you thought you'd treat yourself to some
well one glass turned into two, then four, and here you are seven glasses in and you weren't doing so good
ontop of that wine, you had also been enjoying a few shots of firewater that childe brought back from his visit home
so the surprise on childe's face when he walks in and finds you draped over the coffee table with the whole bottle of wine in hand, he can connect the dots
probably laugh at you
when you're slurring your words, he'll mock you and do the cheek-pulling thing
"i have the groceries!" childe had just gotten home after his late-night trip to the grocery store in order to pick up a few things for tomorrow's breakfast. "oh!" he stood in the kitchen noticing the empty firewater container and the wine bottle in your hand, and he couldn't hold it in anymore and just fucking starts giggling and cackling.
"what have you gotten into dear y.n!" he drops off the brown bag he was carrying in his hand to come to your aid, but instead of words you let out lazy mumbles and sniffles. "ill get a cold rag, stay here" just as he was getting up, he heard the start of more sniffling that turned into you bawling your eyes out.
"do--on't leaVe" your voice was cracking and you were sniffling in between words, but he still understood you. in fact, he thought it was quite cute when you were drunk and just let your mouth have no filter(in private ofc).
"im here y.n, im here" you simply just laid in his arms drooling on him as you passed out by his legs. childe may or may not have taken a few pictures with his camera, he'll show you in the morning.
he soon moved you to your bed, where you awoke the next morning with the worst headache and hangover sickness. you could only recall half of what happened last night, but you knew once childe heard you stirring awake, he'd come and tease you about it, and you were right.
"i never knew you were so clingy!" he said as you both sat at the table, you eating cereal with messy hair and dark under eyes. "you know you should get drunk more often!" you weren't in the mood for his teasing and laughing so early in the morning, so you simply just shot him a glare and he smiled as he talked about his work trip and just how happy he was to be home.
ZHONGLI
he'd honestly probably lecture you the morning after
he just wants to keep you safe (maybe idk)
but, he knows just how to take care of you, and makes sure that the hangover the next morning won't be that bad
still kind of annoyed at you though
but it was ventis birthday today, and wherever venti was, alcohol was
so you and zhongli showed up to celebrate of course!
and no surprise, you got drunk, so now zhongli has to drag you back home and take care of you.
he noticed how you started acting loose as the night went on. being flushed, clumsy and touchy, a little too much for his tastes. so now, he just needed to get you home.
"y.n, i think it's time we need to go." you were talking with kaeya, venti, and childe about memories from the past years, so not wanting to leave you tried to bargain with him
"just 10 more minutes, kay?" cocktail in hand, you gave him a smile...yea you were drunk.
"y.n, let's go you can call them in the morning." you let out an annoyed groan, not wanting to leave yet.
"mr. zhongli! here, you can go home and ill drive y.n home in an hour! they'll be back twelve sharp sir!" it's not that zhongli didn't trust you, there was just a dangerous aspect seeing how 3/4 of the people here were already drunk out of there minds. and all the people who'd be willing to take you home were drunk.
"thanks for the offer ajax, but i think y.n needs to head home. they have work in the morning." did you? nope. but zhongli thought as long as you're drunk, you'd believe him. and what'd you know! he was right.
"well, i can call in sick rightttt" you were now leaning on zhongli, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, trying to persuade him into letting one of your friends drive you home. "and plus! it's venti's birthday, one day wouldn't hurt liii" the nickname caught him by surprise, but he wasn't letting you off that easy.
"i hope you know i'm not above dragging you out of here y.n." you frowned and turned to venti, giving him the cocktail you'd been holding.
"bye guys..." you frowned intensely hoping zhongli would see that and let you stay, nope. you guys got in the car and you just started fuck bawling your eyes out.
"AUHUHUHUH *sniff* UHUHAHU" you were throwing a whole fit in the passenger set of your boyfriend's car "YOU'RE SO MEANN AUHUHAHA" kicking and screaming just like a child, it was funny to zhongli causing him to smirk a bit. the fit kept on until you guys were halfway home, and when zhongli pulled into the driveway, you were fast asleep (or passed out) on your own lap. folded over. he wonder how you could sleep like that. but regardless he carried you into the bed and took off your shoes, and clothes, and placed you into your pajamas. then just tucked you in. he enjoyed moments where he could find the time to just take care of you, even if it meant having to lecture you in the morning about throwing fits and getting drunk on a tuesday night, but that could wait. instead, he got a rag and cooled down your flushed face, then left a glass of water for you to drink.
"fuck...." you woke up, hair in an absolute mess, nose stuffy, and fucking thirsty. and zhongli heard you as you stirred awake and came to your aid.
"this is what happens when you get drunk." he opened the bottle of nausea medicine on his bedside table and gave you one. you were very lucky to have him.
"you know, getting drunk can lead to multiple brain....." he started to lecture you, it'd become his habit.
DILUC
he's had to deal with multiple drunk clients, so naturally, he's veryy good at it
but still gets kind of annoyed with you for doing it, like bro wtf?
and you did it, right in front of him too. in his own tavern. in public
well lets just say you and kaeya got into a drinking game, diluc knew you had some self-control, but that self-control gets washed away with kaeya.
and he was right
you guys are about to pass you, burping and nauseated but still pushing the limits.
diluc didn't even take a good look at you until now.
your face is basically tomato red and laughing along with kaeya
he blames the whole thing on kaeya
"one more round pleaseeeee" you say, laughing right afterward with kaeya. diluc turns to face you, and let's just say he's not the happiest.
"..kaeya leave." kaeya laughs it off, then grabs your arm to continue your drinking game somewhere else. well, that was until diluc intervened. grabbing your other arm "y.n, you're staying here until i'm done. i'll talk with you later." you turned to kaeya for help with the now very angry diluc. and kaeya was no help, just waving you off as he left in search of a new tavern to push the limits.
"eat these." he pushed crackers your way and kept on dealing with knights and what-not around the tavern. you were surprised venti wasn't there that night. if so then you'd be able to have a free way of stealing wine from behind the counter. you started on the crackers thinking of a way to get more beer or wine from diluc without him noticing. but, why not just ask him! he loves you after all!
"dilllucccc" you said, head laying in your arms
"yes y.n?" he wasn't facing you due to him serving another customer, but he still heard you nonetheless
"one more *hic* wine please!" waving your hand side to side lazily so he would pay attention
"y.n, you've had enough already. you're turning into that green bastard poet." he waved you off, cleaning glasses while taking orders.
"bUT-" and here the waterworks go, yea... "you said-!"
"y.n.... here, have some water." he handed you a cup which you just stared in the water with your tears mixing in with the water. "ill close the tavern early and we can get home, ok?"
"ok!" and back to your perky self, bipolar much?
this shit rough af, but im to lazy to fix it soo👍👍
pocket lent if u guess what my old blog was💖
sub diluc being overstimulated? gn reader or afab reader is fine! tysm
i was more than happy to write this one if i am honest
wc and warnings before reading: 755, light choking and bdsm
nsfw warning under the cut!
“Please… ah, ah!” Diluc’s whimpers filled the room along with the soft and gentle whines you got from his parted lips. His hands were bound to the headboard with red silk, your knees place between his thighs to keep them parted, one hand firmly on his hips to hold him down as your other hand was wrapped loosely around his cock, fingers moving expertly and slowly against him.
“What are you asking for, Diluc? Use your words.” As you spoke, you quickened the pace of your fingers around his cock, digging your nails into the skin of his hips to pin them down when he started moving underneath you again.
The redhead underneath you let out a long string of curses and whines, his eyes half open as they stared up at you. His cheeks were flushed a dark red to match his hair, his bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat from the hours that you had been edging him and getting him to reach his climax.
Your hand on his hips slowly moved up his chest, nails dragging against his skin to leave a light red trail on his skin. With your hand gently placed at the base of his neck, you tightened the grip with your fingers, a devious smile forming on your lips as you watched Diluc’s head tip back and a choked moan come from him before he completely stilled his moving hips and looked you in the eyes. You knew the look on his face, it was one where he was finally about to break and give into you. His eyes were hazy, slowly blinking as he inhaled deeply to catch his breath after you removed your hand from his throat.
“Please let me cum once more…” He spoke out softly between another moan you got from him as you slowed the pace of your hand around him, “it’s all I can handle. Please, just one more and that’s it.”
“As you wish, pretty boy.” You knew he was overstimulated, but to hear him begging for one more release was better than anything he had been saying for the past few hours. Until now he had been begging for you to stop and take it easy on him, but you never stopped and you refused to take it easy on him. You loved the way his body shook under you when he came again, the way his voice got higher pitched as he moaned out your name after the second or third orgasm. Your fingers went back to work around his length, your thumb flicking against the tip to gather up the precum forming and to tease him even further. You knew he was sensitive and you used that to your advantage.
Diluc’s eyes closed as he started letting out even more frequent and breathy moans, your name spilling past his lips as his hips started moving again to thrust up into your hand. With his movement, you slowed down the pace of your hand again, shaking your head as you looked down at him.
“What did I say about moving, Diluc? And what did you just do?” You spoke out harshly, leaning down to rest your forehead against his, your voice coming out as a soft whisper due to the short distance between the two of you.
“I’m.. I’m sorry! You told me not to move and I did. I’m so sorry. Please let me cum now, I promise I will be good now. I’ll listen… please…” He was begging even more now, his speech rushed.
You were satisfied with how quickly he obeyed you which helped you to decide to finally give in and give him the fourth release he had been searching for 15 minutes now. Your hand picked up the previous pace you had been moving with which made Diluc instantly moan out your name loud enough for the neighbors to be able to hear. Within seconds of you starting to twist your hand around his cock as you pumped his length, he was whining out your name as he released onto his already messy chest, his chest rising and falling quickly as his body shook from the pleasure he felt throughout him.
“You did so good for me, Diluc. You know that good boys get the best rewards.” You leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead, smiling when you saw the mess he had made on his stomach and chest. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up and hydrated. You deserve it now.”
