HI I just sent in my request for the event and I’m SO sorry, I think I said “Divination Ritual” and I meant “Protection Ritual” for the lavendar, angelite, and jasmine with Diluc 💔 I’m so sorry lol if it’s too late to fix that I understand! Have a good day/night :3
Lavender (comfort, calm), Angelite (gentleness, healing), Jasmine (love, sensuality)
Diluc x gn reader | Protection Ritual
warning: Diluc POV, kissing (a lot), soft spice (diluc holds reader's head, kinda possessive if you squint, implied making out)
He looked up from the contracts spread across the desk. Each one beckoned for his attention but he struggled to focus. He breathed, rotated his shoulders, and began to read the finely written script for the fifth time.
"Knock, knock," a soothing, familiar voice called. Yours. Diluc lifted his head and became lost in the vision standing in his doorway. "I know you're busy. I won't overstay."
You made your way into the study and he could barely take his eyes off you. The way you moved, the soft smile on your lips, rich aromas mixing with the dusty tomes and otherwise stuffy air. He placed his pen on the forgotten documents while you settled a small plate and a cup of steaming liquid on the tray nearby.
Without hesitation, you glided to him. Your fingers brushed aside his hair and he closed his eyes at the sensation of your lips against his brow.
"I'll leave you to it," you hummed across his skin before turning to leave.
He didn't want you to go.
Not yet.
His chair creaked as he leaned forward to capture your wrist in his hand. You stalled, looked at him over your shoulder and he found it impossible to think.
The room was silent save for your shuffling feet as he drew you between his legs and became washed in the warmth you carried. He placed his hand on your outer thigh and slid his other up your arm until it reached your neck. He watched how your lips parted, how your breathing shifted, and how your brilliant eyes searched him.
How he adored those eyes.
After a moment, your expression softened. The surprise you held slipped to reveal understanding, trust. You leaned toward him, cupped his face in your palms, and held him while he fell into the familiarity of you. He pulled you closer when your lips brushed across his nose, over his cheekbones, and down his jaw. His grip tightened at the sensation of your breath and the featherlight caress of your lips.
He gave in and took what he was undeserving of.
His hand held the back of your head so he could deepen the kiss and feel you against him in ways none other could. He held you so he could keep you where he wanted, needed. Ane when you welcomed him, he took the opening without reservation.
Diluc stood so he could ease you against the desk, trap you, keep you, have you. Your hands fell to his vest. Fingers drawing deep divots against this heaving chest. A soft breath escaped your lips when he pulled back, tilted his head, and returned to kiss you while he fed his hands around your head and kept you stable.
He struggled. Fought to control himself, to contain the building desire boiling in his veins. Why did you have to come in? Why did you have to be so ...
Distracting.
"Diluc," you said, breathless as you pushed against his chest and failed to avoid his seeking lips for the third time. Didn't you know by now what his name on your tongue did to his senses?
He kissed you, hard, deep, with just enough pressure that you had to lean back to accept it. When he parted from you, he managed to find a mid-point between kissing you again and falling back to his chair - which meant he pressed his forehead against the side of your face so he could breathe you in.
"Have I told you how taken I am with you?" he asked, voice deeper than normal all in an attempt to keep himself composed, together, orderly.
"You've mentioned it," you replied and the sound of you made his skin ripple.
Diluc leaned to his side, his hand flush against the desk and tedious documents left in waiting for him. There was a time when he would lock himself away until tasks such as these were finished but now he found it hard to stay motivated. To focus.
A one-track mind had rerouted into the shape of you.
You ran your finger over his ear and pushed back the fallen strands from his loose ribbon. "Do you want me to stay?"
"Shouldn't you know?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the way your lips moved beneath his thumb.
"I want to hear you say it."
Your eyes met his and he knew how badly he had lost.
He pinched your chin and pushed your head up so he could hover above you and give you the answer you wanted. "Stay," he confessed and sealed his words against your eager lips.
Thaumaturgy Anthology (October 11-13, 2024)
This event is based on spells and rituals. Inspiration does not equal understanding; liberties have been taken. All content is owned by Witch Hazels Musings, theft of these images and stories will result in immediate action.
Submissions: October 10th
Writing: October 11th - 13th 2024
SFW | Genshin Impact Only* | Gender Neutral Reader
more details below!
I wanted to say Thank You to all my followers, new and old!
Because of you, I have been able to write a book - an actual, dream-making book. I could not have done this without the support you all gave me throughout the years of writing Genshin Impact stories!
SO! To celebrate the completion of draft 3! I wanted to give back to you all for your love and patience :)
Join me, on October 11-13th in my new event!
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Characters Eligible for the event
Please understand that I haven't played Genshin Impact in years. These are the characters I know and feel most comfortable with writing. I will not be writing anyone from the newer regions or going outside of the characters on this list
Mondstadt - Diluc, Kayea, Albedo, Jean
Liyue - Zhongli, Xiao, Ganyu
Inazuma - Thoma, Ayato, Itto, Kazuma
Sumeru - Alhaitham, Kaveh*
Fontaine - Neuvillette*, Wriothesley*
Harbingers - Childe, Scaramouche, Pantalone*, Il Capitano*
Other: Dainsleif
*(these characters are still new to me, so I will write limited requests for them)
Prompts - to be posted October 4th - Fluff, General, Angst
requests sent before the event will be deleted
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This event is based on spells and rituals. Inspiration does not equal understanding; liberties have been taken. All content is owned by Witch Hazels Musings, theft of these images, and stories will result in immediate action.
Hello! For the Thaumaturgy Event, could I ask for the Curse Ritual? >:) With Scaramouche and the following items: feverfew, hellebore and serpentine? I hope you're doing well ❤️
Feverfew (sickness, accidents), Hellebore (anger, wrath), Serpentine (observation, mysteries)
Scaramouche x gn reader | Curse Ritual
warning: spoilers for Scara's character story, 1st person POV, Scaramouche POV
The world turns yet I remain. A fracture. Left to wander as a ghost, a mirage, something familiar but never known.
I chose this life.
It's better this way.
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"Hey. Hey, are you okay?" I open my eyes and there you are, exactly how I remember you. "You don't look too good, are you hurt?"
I shouldn't be here.
"I'm fine," I explain but the words sting like sharp blades. I am anything but.
"Are you sure?" You ask as your fingers find my cheek, they ignite my skin. I want to lean into them, to capture them and hold them as my own, like they once were - like you once were.
Damn it, what is wrong with me?
I bat your hand away and stand. "It's the middle of nowhere, what are you doing out here?" I ask knowing full well it's the path you take every day. I've walked it with you, stood by you, and kept you company yet my footprints are no longer carved into the ground, just like my memory is no longer one with your own.
I did this for you.
To set you free.
"I should be asking you the same thing. It's not often that I see someone else wandering out here. Scared me half to death when I saw you passed out on the tree, I was worried."
"Worried?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
Don't look at me like that. Not with those eyes, not with those lips, not with that face. I hold no space in your mind but you are constantly, invading.
I want to pry it from me - all of it.
"Hey, have we met before?" you ask, and my heart lodges in my throat.
YES, I want to scream. YES, I want to say as my lips crash into yours but what crime would that be to force you to remember what I once was. To commit you to a life of shackles. Bonds like these should only decorate me.
"I doubt it," I say.
"Strange."
"What is?"
"I don't know." You cross your arms and shake your head. "There's something about you. When I look at you it's like - ha, it's so weird but it makes my chest hurt."
I swallow, claw, and strangle the want rising inside of me. You should remember me, all of me. You were mine and I was yours. I know every inch of you, every part of you.
Remember.
Remember me.
"Wow, that was so strange of me to say. I'm sorry, forget it," you say and wave your hand as if to push away the stifling air I struggle to breathe. "Anyway, if you're alright. I'll be on my way."
I am rage and violence. Torrents that tear apart my insides as I stand on the sidelines. I shouldn't have come.
Why did I come?
Why don't you remember me?
My hand coils around your wrist before I can stop it but you don't cry out, you don't retaliate, you simply stare at it as if you know the feeling seeping through my touch.
I breathe.
And let go.
"It's dangerous. I'll go with you." I say though I know it is stupid. These roads hold no harm. I made sure of that already.
I just want you.
For even a little longer.
"Oh, you don't have to. I usually make it fine on my own. I might not look like much, but I can handle myself." You balled your fists and feigned a fight. "I got some training a couple years ago. See?" you punched his arm and laughed. Playful, just like those mock fights the two of you used to engage in.
"Now why would someone teach a scrawny thing like you how to fight?"
"Scrawny? Look at this muscle, you calling this scrawny?"
"I am."
"Fight me then. I'll show you."
"I'll pass."
"Scared you'll lose?"
I stare, transfixed at that smile that captivates me, that takes hold and brings me to surrender. Give in. Lose. Let it go.
"Never."
"You say that, but I'm very good." You lift your head and wink and I sink further into the undertow. And, so I can breathe, I push you away.
"Let's go," I say as I walk down the road with you in my wake and wonder why I've decided to leave my footprints in your sight again.
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The world turns yet I remain. A fracture. Left to wander as a ghost, a mirage, something familiar but never known.
I am sorry.
But I choose you.
Thaumaturgy Anthology (October 11-13, 2024)
This event is based on spells and rituals. Inspiration does not equal understanding; liberties have been taken. All content is owned by Witch Hazels Musings, theft of these images and stories will result in immediate action.
hi hazel!!!!!!!!! could i get a divination ritual for xiao with lavender, lepidolite, evergreen, and jasmine ? ty and belated congrats on your book!!!!!!!! i am sure it is an amazing read <333
Lavender (comfort, calm), Lepidolite (regulation), Evergreen (the unexpected), Jasmin (love, sensuality)
Xiao x gn reader | Divination Ritual
warning: fluff, the reader plays the guzheng (plucked string instrument)
The water felt cool against your legs. The gentle, lapping waves caressed your skin as the afternoon breeze ran across the crystal lake. This was one of your favorite places to be, and the perfect backdrop to the sounds of plucked strings.
The guzheng rested comfortably on your lap while you drew the picks over the strings in slow, steady movements. Each note was captured by the wind and floating petals as it drifted across the scene.
The song drifted from your memory as if it were a part of you. its rise and fall coming as easily as breathing and, with it, came a familiar spark in the air. You smiled and continued on even as strings of black and green smoke fluttered in and out of your vision.
"I wondered if you'd come," you hummed into the air, the mist of the Adeptus drifting around you and mixing with the warm waters. Your comment received no answer but you didn't mind. You knew who it was by the way their presence prickled the back of your neck, by the way, their aura lifted the corners of your lips.
You began to hum with the music until it all faded away leaving nothing but the natural cadence of Liyeu in its wake.
"It's been a few days, are you well?" You asked as you looked behind you to the figure standing guard at your back.
Xiao.
The lonely Adeptus who hated humans but found an exception with you.
He hardly seemed to register you but that wasn't abnormal. Xiao's stare was always miles away, lost and focused on something you could never see.
"Will you sit with me?" you asked and he finally looked your way. The gold of his eyes reflected in the sun. "I'll play you a song."
The strings awakened again, singing as they did every time you played them. It drew in the mystical - that's what your parents always said. Their odd child that knew how to call forth the spirits. So when you first saw Xiao you weren't surprised - what was surprising was how close he got to you. Though he said little, his actions were always kind, gentle, and patient, so you made sure to play songs that matched him.
Something pushed against your back. Cool mist and the smell of river reeds. You turned your head and breathed in Xiao's hair as he rested on your shoulder.
You smiled and bumped your forehead against him. "I missed you too, Xiao," you said, music in your voice as you spoke. "Do you have any requests?"
"No," he replied in his familiar gravel. There was a pause. "I like Gao Shan Liu Shui."
A song of friendship and love.
You poised your fingers over the strings and the melody danced on the breeze, shades of rich viridian and the setting sun melting into the sound of your voice as you sang to the spirits of the mountain and they listened.
The Lost Adeptus and the soul who kept him.
Thaumaturgy Anthology (October 11-13, 2024)
This event is based on spells and rituals. Inspiration does not equal understanding; liberties have been taken. All content is owned by Witch Hazels Musings, theft of these images and stories will result in immediate action.
