Gods, I'll write this fic eventually, but like thinking about a fluffy HC of Astarion and Tav(Reader) after the "good ending" of his Pale Elf story line...
Just imagine— He doesn't Ascend, and you are determined to find a cure for vampirism because while you're proud of Astarion for doing the right, good thing, deep down you feel guilty for taking away his only chance of being able to live in the sun and truly, truly be free and casting him, and you, for that matter to a life in the Underdark.
Finally, after years of searching, you find a cure, and he's elated. The first thing you gift him is a mirror— remembering fondly of that night in your camp years ago when he was reminiscing of what he looked like.
Astarion gently takes the mirror from you and sets it aside, not even casting a glance towards it. Confused by his actions, your eyes flicker upwards, meeting his soft gaze, "Are you not going to take a look?" you ask him with a tilt of your head.
Frowning slightly, he lets out a short chortle, then grasps your hands in his with a soft sigh before saying, "Darling, you misunderstand. I don't need a mirror when the best mirror I have is the way I look in your eyes..."
Lately, my mind has been filled with Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3(so sorry, my Genshin Impact peeps), and I just thought of another scenario that idk if I'll ever write.
And following my previous post about him, I thought of another somewhat angsty scenario, while yes, it starts happy— it has a sad but fulfilling ending.
TW: Reader gets elderly and mentions death.
Imagine another "good ending" Astarion and Tav/Reader, making a life for themselves in the Underdark. Unfortunately for you... you're not immortal, not like Astarion. You know it's not your place to ask to become like him, and he wouldn't do it for you even if you asked. You see, he doesn't want to curse you with never seeing the sun again or outliving your friends and family. It would be too much for him to bear...
And so he loves you through the years, trying his damnedest to make your life with him worthwhile in the Underdark. But as you start aging, the fine lines starting to crinkle when you smile...you tell him, "You know, I'm getting on in the years, it's okay if you want to leave and start a new life with someone else, someone younger."
And each time he tells you, "Don't be silly, darling. I chose you. I will always choose you"
Soon, your bones begin to creak, your hair now as white as Astarion's, and the fine crinkle of your smile more apparent than ever. Your eyesight begins to fade, and your hearing isn't as well as it used to be, yet Astarion still stays, affectionate as ever. He'll massage away your soreness, draw you long, warm baths, help you bathe, doing anything to make your last remaining years with him easier for you.
And as you lay on your deathbed, awaiting the moment you finally fall into the bliss of death after living a life, you only dreamed of Astarion's cold hand brushes against your forehead. You can barely make out his features anymore, but that familiar glow of his deep ruby eyes never changed— one that was always full of love, and so your voice croaks out, "Thank you for loving me all this time, 'Star," you say affectionately, placing your aged hand atop of his and squeezing it with little strength you had left.
He smiles fondly down at you, his eyes crinkling upwards as he does so, "No," he starts, letting out a soft sigh, not really wanting to accept this reality, "Thank you, for loving me. No...for saving me. From Cazador...from myself. And thank you for teaching me what it was like to love someone...and to be loved. I will never forget you, Y/N, and I hope we'll meet again someday, so I can fall in love all over again."
I know you already have one request from me but I'm being clingy XD
Can I request Pantalone, Capitano, and Cyno (separate) with an SO that has abandonment issues/ hates when they have to leave? She doesn't stop them of course, she knows they have their jobs to do. They know their partner hates it, so they always try to hurry back when their missions are done.
She just gets really anxious and worries that they won't come back and that she'll be left alone again. I've been dealing with a lot of anxiety related to being alone and I just really want the comfort of knowing that they'll come home.
GENSHIN IMPACT Character x Fem!Reader Headcanons
Characters: Pantalone, Capitano, Cyno(separate)
Pairings: Pantalone x Fem!Reader, Capitano x Fem!Reader, Cyno x Fem!Reader
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Pantalone
"Princess, I'll be home soon, don't you fret,"
Pantalone says affectionately, kissing your temple, and pulling away he tugs you closer to him in a warm embrace. Nuzzling into his chest you can't help but cry, "I know my, darling. I know..." he murmurs against the top of your head.
Wiping your tears away, you look up at him with apprehensiveness and he simply smiles at you, washing your worries away, "There won't be a day where I won't think about you," Pantalone says softly, "Be well, Princess."
Watching him leave your body trembles and before he's completely out of sight you run toward him with all your might, hugging him from behind one last time.
"Come back to me safely."
"I always will..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Il Capitano
Fighting back the urge to cry you tug onto his cloak as he's about to leave. Turning around to face you Capitano gently grasps your shoulders, pulling you into a warm embrace, taking in your very essence, giving him the strength to continue on his mission.
"My sweet Dove, it pains me to see you cry; I promise to return to you, so please..don't cry."
He says sweetly, wiping the tears you were fighting away. Snuggling in close to his warmth, you let out a shaky sigh, "I know you will...it's just painful to see you go," you say, sniffling, trying to calm your beating heart.
Capitano is the first to let go as you linger on him for a few more moments. Finally breaking away, you stand on your tiptoes, kissing his helmet as he chuckles, briefly lifting his helmet to seal his lips against yours.
"Promise you'll come back in one piece..."
"Anything for you."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Cyno
"Will you miss me that much?"
Cyno says with a playful smirk dancing at the corners of his mouth and you nod in response, sniffling, "Of course I will...your missions can be dangerous! What if something happens to you?!" you retort, grabbing hold of of his hand.
Chuckling softly, he pulls you into a hug, "You really think I'll let that happen? Come now, little vixen," he murmurs gruffly, stroking the top of your head affectionately as you burst into tears, "I-I know...it's just..." you start, but he cuts you off, lifting you chin to study your expression, "You're cute when you cry," Cyno says, smiling before giving you a quick kiss.
Pulling away from him you pout, "Don't be so mean. I really am going to miss you," you say, downcast. And brushing a strand of your hair to the side Cyno cusps your cheek affectionately, "I know you will, and I'll miss you just as much."
Boyfriend!Enjou, who oftentimes forgets to take care of himself when he's in the middle of important research, but never forgets about you. Even going so far as asking for your opinion on certain topics, while you're trying to feed him, or usher him to rest.
Boyfriend!Enjou who is like a big giant cat, aloof, but very protective over what's his.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who takes time to write poetry for you. He's a bit of a hopeless romantic.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who enjoys having you on his lap while he works. His love language is quality time, after all.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who actually takes the time to listen about your day and ask questions about it.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who when you're having a bad day, stops what he's doing and focuses solely on you. Often asking, "How can we fix this together?"
Boyfriend!Enjou, who is actually rather shy when it comes to intimacy, always blushing when you kiss his cheek or fuss over him. Holding you and your hand is his favorite, though.
Probably make some tea. OOO, Tanjiro kinnie mode on in here. They both deserve something good.
Maybe also give them homemade cookies. Make it in a little lunch box with a small note on it. For scara, put it secretly in his office after he had a mental breakdown. And for Capitano, same as scara but he is exhausted after finished his work.
Gave them secretly cuz the reader is shy/have anxiety/etc, of course they know who gave them the box.
Ye that's all, thanks btw <33
Gifts for You
GENSHIN IMPACT Character x GN!Reader Headcanons
Characters: Scaramouche, Il Capitano(separate)
Pairings: Scaramouche x GN!Reader, Il Capitano x GN!Reader
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"Scaramouche" Kunikuzushi
Dusting some flour off your nose you sigh proudly, hoping the cookies would be just to Kunikuzushi's liking. Quickly finishing up the final touches of your gift, you top the cookie tin with a bow and a small note,
"Kuni,
Please stay safe.
Yours Truly"
Smiling, you make your way toward his office, thankful he wasn't there. Placing the tin upon his desk neatly, you turn around and let out a small gasp of surprise. Meeting your gaze was Kunikuzushi leaning on the doorframe with a smirk playing on his lips.
Feeling your cheeks grow pink, you attempt to walk quickly past him, avoiding his eyecontact, but he stops you, blocking the doorway, "Not so fast," Kunikuzushi starts, "I knew it was you leaving me gifts," he says teasingly, causing your geeks to grow more red as you turn your head to meet his playful gaze.
Yet you begin to notice an air of sadness around him, and squinting your eyes, you realize he had been crying. Out of instinct, you reach up, touching his cheek softly, "You've been crying...," you say meekly.
Flinching at your touch, his eyes falter, and turning his head away, he removes his arm from the doorway to let you pass, "It's nothing," Kunikuzushi explains quietly ushering you out the door, but you stop him.
Wrapping your arms around his neck you hug him softly, kissing his cheek, "I'm always here for you...," you murmur, "I love you."
"I love you too..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Il Capitano
Brushing off your apron you go to hang it up, smiling happily at the little cakes you had made for your lover, Capitano. He'd never admit to his fellow Harbingers his love of sweets, so only you know this side of him. Packing them up carefully, you leave a little note for him.
Capitano,
Please rest and don't overwork yourself.
Yours Truly
Grinning like a fool in love you sigh happily, content with the way the cakes turned out. You had been hoping he hadn't been working hard. Being always worried about him, you regularly prepare gifts like this often.
Making your way quickly to his office, you peek your head through the slightly ajar door. Gasping softly, your lover is hunched over his desk, painfully obvious he is snoozing. Shaking your head and smiling to yourself, you tip toe over to his desk, placing the small cakes down before a hand grabs your wrist.
Yelping in surprise Capitano immediately lets go realizing it had been you, "Ah, my apologies, love," he says groggily letting out a stifled yawn underneath his mask.
Feeling an overwhelming sense of anxiety, you turn to leave, but his gentle voice stops you, "Leaving already?" Capitano asks, making you stop dead in your tracks, "I...uhm," you start, getting flustered. And upon seeing the little cakes, he ushers you to sit down, and you oblige, "You're still leaving these for me..." he says affectionately, removing his mask to take a bite, "Delicious as always, my love."
Seeing the tired look in his eyes, your frown, "You haven't been sleeping well, have you?" you ask, and he chuckles at your sharp eye. Nodding at your question, you begin to pout, "Let me brew you some chamomile tea to go along with those cakes then," you say quickly getting up.
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Cyno
The moon rises high in the sky, signaling the time of the ceremony as you're shoved forward, stumbling over your tight shackles as you fall to the sand below you, "Come on! Get up, Sacrifice!" a voice booms, and one of the many Eremites guarding you, kicks your side roughly causing you to flinch.
You felt like you were about to puke, groaning from the strike. You clutch your side as you get up slowly. You were positive the Eremite had cracked your ribs, and with a weak sigh, you pushed forward toward the grand Mausoleum of King Deshret, where your beloved God, Cyno, resides.
Today amongst your fellow villagers, the divine will of your God chose you. What you thought would be a joyous affair turned out to be the cruel will of Judgement. To be a sacrifice? Like you'd let that happen. Bitterly you spit a dribble of blood onto the sand and wipe your mouth with a particular resolution in your eyes, "I'll play your game, Cyno. Just you wait ...."
The eerily quiet Mausoleum looms overhead in a frightening array of chaos as the purple flames engulf the scattered torches one by one, signaling your arrival. You catch yourself halting to a stalemate. Now it is just you and the Being that dwells within the Great Mausoleum. Feeling yourself being pushed forward once more, your shackles clink together, sounding the fact you are no longer free but a prisoner, a sacrifice. Feeling a surge of emotions whip across your mind, the one impression that sticks to you—is wrath.
The thought of never sharing in the laughter and joy of your family ever again makes you weep bitterly as your expression contorts to a hateful one, "Fuck…." you manage to mutter under your breath.
"Get a move on!" the Eremite from earlier commands, kicking you on the back roughly.
"I get it! Now lay off!" you angrily shout back, trudging yourself forward, though before you can take another step, you feel the back of your hair being grabbed and tugged backward, "Ouch! What the hell?!" you shriek as a hand flies over your mouth.
"Be grateful it's not us dealing with you," the Eremite says, licking his lips lustfully. You shudder, feeling his breath upon your neck, "It's a shame such a pretty one has to be sacrificed, isn't that right, men?" The Eremite chuckles as his group laughs with him in a wicked display of hunger.
Feeling like nothing but a bug beneath their shoes, you quickly bite down on his hand and stomp on his feet, causing him to shriek and let you go. This causes an opening for you to run, and run you do. You ignore the pain in your ribs as your breath heaves; the pounding of your bare feet in the sand and the sound of your shackles give you just enough adrenaline to keep going.
You'd rather be anywhere but in this moment. As you think this, a brilliant flash of violet crashes down directly in front of you, causing you to run straight into a mysteriously handsome figure, "Get behind me," he barks.
In a tizzy, you obey, quickly standing behind this impressive stranger as he conjures up a polearm, pointing it at the men who had harassed you, "What's the meaning of this impudent behavior on holy ground? May the God of Judgement strike you down," the man howled before rushing forward with graceful steps, polearm at the ready. Electro begins crackling across his arms and, in one fell swoop, crashes down in front of the Eremites with a scowl, leaving a trail of electro-fused sand, "Surely you know who stands before you, no?"
Seeing this all unveil, you connect the dots, and, in your panicked state, you drop to the sand below you, watching all this unravel. Did he just save you?
"C-Cyno…" the Eremite stutters, trembling.
"That's the God of Judgement to you!" Cyno erupts, readying his polearm before you cry out, stopping him dead in his tracks.
"They're not worth it! Besides, wouldn't you rather karma get to them instead? Watching them suffer without dying…." you trail off— just now realizing your predicament, and abruptly cover your mouth.
Terrified, your body trembles as Cyno quickly turns around to face you, a smirk playing at his lips and a mischievous glint in his eye, "Curious…" he mutters, "You heard them. Now GO!" Cyno shouts toward the horrified Eremites, and they scatter.
Soon they're little dots decorating the sea of sand before you, and taking this chance, you finally get up, "You saved me…" you say, your body still trembling at his citrine-colored gaze.
Eyeing your shackles, he shakes his head, "This won't do…." Cyno finally says, strolling toward you, and you flinch, covering yourself, and he tilts his head to the side, "Why must you cower? Are you hurt?" he asks softly as he approaches you, grasping your wrists by the shackles that hung from them. Cyno crushes them with brute force, and they drop to the ground with a clatter.
Rubbing your wrists, you finally stand tall, glaring at him, "Hurt? Am I hurt? Of course, I am!" you snap angrily, taking a step back as you trip over your ankle shackles, landing yourself back onto the sand.
Crouching down, Cyno pulls on your ankle restraints, causing you to kick up sand toward him as he covers himself, "Why are you even helping me?! I'm just your sacrifice…you're going to kill me anyways," you spit bitterly, glaring daggers at him.
"Sacrifice?" he asks with a tilt of his head, "Now, that's something to be judged upon…." Cyno says, rubbing his chin curiously, "Hey…tell me, is that what they told you?" he inquires, getting dangerously close to you, and you begin to squirm under him as he studies your face, searching for some semblance of an answer.
Your eyes grow wide and you nod, "Yes…What is this, some joke? Just get it over with. I'm not some mouse for you to hunt," you say roughly, standing your ground.
Smirking, Cyno grabs hold of your shackles once more, freeing you completely, "Their sins will weigh heavy upon their soul. You are no sacrifice. They will be judged on their treatment of the one destined to be mine," he says slowly.
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"Il Dottore" Zandik
When you first met Zandik, you thought your heart would stop, but as you got to know him, his cold exterior melted, and he broke down his walls for you. Nonetheless, your shy and apprehensive demeanor around him never changed, and he teased you relentlessly for this.
Picking up your courage, you tug on his sleeve causing him to turn around and lean down to your height, smiling, "Z-Zandik, you're t-too close!" you whine, covering up your flushed cheeks and he chuckles, patting your head affectionately.
"What does my precious Princess want~?"
Zandik muses, giving some distance between you, crossing his hands across his chest. Shyly looking up you meet his soft crimson gaze staring at you with affection and you advert your gaze, "I..I-I—"
"You what~?" he continues his teasing, causing you to play with your hands out of embarrassment as your cheeks grow pinker. Pushing your shyness aside, you stand your ground
"I—I LOVE YOU!"
You shout and immediately cover your mouth, "Oh goodness...I-I'm so sorry..forget I said anything!" you say waving your hands across your face and you turn to leave when you feel a gentle grasp on your wrist, pulling you back.
In one swift movement your back is pressed up against Zandik's chest and you feel a warm rumble come from his chest as he lets out a chuckle. His arms snake around your waist as he holds you close, "You're so unapologetically you. Simply you...and for that," Zandik starts softly, placing a kiss atop your head.
