Can I request Yandere siren venti angst (like with a reader whose trying to hunt down mermaids and sirens for their scales ) for the Mytherials event, if you have time
“Oh honey it’s a virtue of mine to value freedom, but where do you think you’re going?”
Venti cooed, his lax feature’s sharpening into a grimacing smile as he noticed his darling chipping at the chain which encased their ankle.
“ The only way to the surface is to swim through this lagoon and I don’t think you have the lung capacity for that”
His head was peeking out from the watery surface of the underground lagoon. And he swam fluidly towards the spot where he held you captive surrounded by a shimmery circle of his blue iridescent scales.
“We had a deal… And this wasn’t part of it. I didn’t sign up to be your damn cave decoration”
You spat, a look of scorn apparent as you couldn’t help but berate yourself for being so dumb as to break monster hunter rule 101: To never trust the words of a siren, lest they drag your soul to depths of hell. But you were desperate for the money since you had a sick friend to take care of.
“Awe sweetheart don’t demean yourself like that. You’re no decoration but my lovely mate after all”
The siren purred as he emerged fully from the body of water to cast a wet hand against your cheek. Admiring you in your entirety, his touch that was gentle soon became all consuming after hearing your adamant rejection.
“What’re you talking about? I never agreed to become your mate. Just let me go home.”
You retorted as you continued to make work of the chain. While actively shying away from his slimy touch. The stark scent of sea salt made you nauseous.
“Don’t say that. You are my mate sweetie. Weren’t you the one to say that you wanted my scales to begin with?”
Venti tried to rationalize with a small chuckle as he started to apply pressure when he cupped both your cheeks. Sharp nails dug into your damp skin while he directed your gaze to his crazed ones.
“So why are you trying so hard to deny it?”
He asked, his voice was hollow as he stared deeply into your eyes with wide blown slits. You had to have known what accepting his scales would entail. So why couldn’t you understand that you guys were meant to be? He gave you his scales did he not? So why, were you trying so hard to constantly reject his advances.
You didn’t need to go back to the surface. Not after all the struggles you’ve told him about with your stay up there. What kind of lover would he be if he were to allow his precious human to be exposed to the dangers beyond his reach.
“Oh I know what’s holding you back! It’s that friend of yours isn’t? What’s his name, Ah it’s şçæřämœćħè right?”
Venti begrudgingly sounded out his name in clear distaste and didn’t know whether to laugh or sneer from how you immediately perked up at the mere mention of another man’s name. He couldn’t help but feel an envious bout of jealousy boiling deep within his gut. Well at least he knew what his priority should be, if the only thing tethering you to the surface was your friend then perhaps he could remedy that.
“Well rest assured your pretty little head darling! I’ll make sure to take extra care of him so sit tight I’ll have to make some trips”
In the end sure he did twist his words a little when he struck a deal with you, who seemed to be down on their luck. Promising you his scales in exchange for your prized company. Since he’s always been enamored watching your daily pathetic attempts at capturing a siren.
But he did uphold his end of the bargain did he not? He made sure to pluck out his scales and pile them around you enshrouding you in their glimmering shine. So it’s only fair that you start acting like a proper mate for him since he’ll be expecting a cave full of his guppies in the future.
info/warnings: venti & kazuha x gn!reader (seperate), fluff, basically no warnings, mentions of jumping from high places (don't try this at home!!!!). very short drabbles
notes from tori: i was going to write more people but the inspiration came and went, so here's venti and kazuha
𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈:
You weren’t quite sure how it happened, but one moment, you were perched beside Venti on the highest branches of the Windrise tree, basking in the sounds of nature and the anemo archon’s company, and the next, you were hurtling through the air.
Despite the utter panic surging through your veins, electrifying your nerves, the sensation was exhilarating. The wind in your hair, the rush of colors as you catapulted towards the ground, and a strange, instinctive acceptance that your life was going to end.
You should’ve known better, for in moments, your momentum faltered, and a gentle, yet intentional breeze eased your landing.
You hadn’t realized you were screaming until you stopped, the wind carefully setting you onto your feet, Venti appearing by your side with a concerned quirk to his brow.
“Woah! You gave me quite a scare there, are you-” He started, but your legs could hardly maintain your balance, and you collapsed into his side, gasping when his arms curled around your waist, holding you steady.
Cheeks flushed and heart beating out of your chest, you lifted your head from where it landed in his chest, peeking up at him dazedly, and the concerned expression on his face melted into playful adoration. “You’re so much trouble, you know that?” He cooed, pushing a rebellious strand of hair back into place (there were probably many of those now).
“Says you,” But your retort held no bite, only a jumble of breathless syllables. They coaxed a giggle from his lungs, and he pressed his cheek to the crown of your head, squeezing your body into a warm hug.
“Fortunately, you have me to protect you from any hard falls.”
Rolling your eyes, you nuzzled into his embrace as your pulse steadied into a repetitive thump, his thumb rubbing soothing patterns into your skin.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀:
“You’re crazy,” You called from the lower crow’s nest of the Alcor, a frightful expression twisting your features as you leaned over the ledge. Kazuha smiled calmly (always so calm, it’s nearly infuriating), spreading his arms and curling his fingers, beckoning.
“Are you frightened? There’s no need to be. I won’t let you get hurt. Trust me.” Trust. Your whiteknuckled grip only grew tighter as you imagined the sensation of hurtling through the air, how easily you could splat onto the wood of the ship and shatter every bone in your body. “Love, I will catch you.” His constant reassurance was whittling you down, slowly, but surely, and he could no doubt tell.
Sighing to yourself, you peeled your shaking body from the wooden guardrail, fingers quivering as you peered down at Kazuha’s smiling features from 20 feet up.
“You’ll catch me?” You breathed meekly, and despite your low volume, the wind carried your voice to his ears. Kazuha’s eyes twinkled before he responded, lips pulling into a fond smile.
“Always, my love. You’re safe.” At his reassurance, you exhaled loudly, squeezing your eyes shut and rising to a stand, poking your toes over the side and leering over the edge, the deck swaying as your anxiety heightened.
A deep inhale.
With an exhale, you stepped one foot off the platform, your other propelling you foward, the air sweeping over your body and flourishing your clothes. The wind stole a shocked gasp from your parted lips before filtering through your hair, fully wrapping around your body.
Before your brain could act on it’s instinctive panic, you were encased in a pair of warm arms, eliciting a sharp grunt from the boy as he stopped your momentum with his body. Kazuha’s arms pressed into your shoulders and the crook under your knees, and you heaved, staring directly (panicked) into his eyes, your own wide. Kazuha offered a sweet smile, leaning to bump his forehead against yours before easing you to your feet, his arm still tight around your waist.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He teased, but you didn’t have it in you to fight back, your heart pounding, adrenaline flush through your blood. When his thumb brushed over your cheek, you couldn’t help but lean in to kiss him.
May I get a barbatos ratatouill, northern smoked chicken,mint jelly, sakura moch, wolfhook juice, and some mustard pretty please.
no body no crime. — yan!venti x gn!reader
name of order. NO BODY NO CRIME
date. yandere!prince!venti (w/ general!gn!reader)
receipt. barbatos ratatouille (venti) + northern smoked chicken (forbidden love) + mint jelly and sakura mochi (fluff and angst) + wolf hook juice (yandere) + mustard (drabble)
ingredients. in which venti finds out you’re in an arranged marriage with someone else, and he has no choice but to go for a sinister method that will surely get rid of his obstacle.
spices. obsessive behavior, toxic relationship, yandere!venti, character deaths (minor), mentions of blood, mentions of violence, royal!au, spoilers to venti’s story quest, forbidden love trope
one of the many things people of mondstadt know about the prince, barbatos, is the fact that he’s very close friends with one of the emperor of liyue’s children, you.
people around the kingdom are used to the sight of guards from liyue stationed by the palace whenever a festival is held in the kingdom, because they know that you often visit to celebrate the festivities with the prince, who’s always more than welcome to have you in his land.
it’s quite sweet really, seeing the both of you walking around the city is like seeing a couple going on a date. not to mention the fact that you look soft for the prince, and that’s an unusual sight for the usually stoic-looking general of liyue’s military.
in the palace, servants would swoon at the sight of barbatos walking around the palace gardens with you and hear the joyful laughs coming from the both of you. they’d all be delighted if you were chosen as the co-ruler of mondstadt, to be honest.
if only they knew that’s what venti wanted more than anything in this life.
for as long as he can remember, he’s been longing to have you as his lover. back when he mourned for his twin when he died a tragic fate, no one was there for him but you, who stayed by his side when he welcomed the arms of grief. if it weren’t you, venti would have long lost the motivation to live.
there’s not a single day when he doesn’t think of you. even in the place where you can’t go, he finds you there in his dreams, only to wake up and find himself on his cold bed, longing for your love even more.
but alas, venti knows that your love will never reach him.
dvalin, who’s the king of the nation and venti’s father, has been under a long-span slumber in order to refrain himself from yielding to his corrupted curse that will turn him into a powerful dragon, leaving his son to become a “temporary” leader for mondstadt, who doesn’t seem to mind. however, as years went by, mondstadt has slowly went from one of the strongest nations to the weakest under venti’s rule.
for this reason, venti had no choice but to plan an arranged marriage.
of course, you would definitely be the only person he’d choose. so when the nobles who are a part of the royal court have persisted that venti should now choose his co-ruler, he decided to use this chance to bring up how he’ll ask you to marry him in the next festival.
much to his dismay however, there are two circumstances that prevents him from doing so.
one is the fact that there’s a chance that you’ll reject his offer. the second one on the other hand—
“unfortunately your highness, you’re forbidden from marrying general y/n from the kingdom of liyue.” jean said with a pity look when she and venti walked out from the meeting room. “as you said, it is considered since general y/n is related to osial, who is the ruler of liyue. however, it’s recently announced that they will be marrying someone else as arranged by the emperor.”
venti instantly stopped his tracks.
the general instantly realized what she said, her exhausted facade instantly disappeared as regret washes over her. the woman knew how much he cherished you more than anything, so if he were to find out about your.. future spouse…
silence fell upon the hallway, and jean could only dread the worst reaction she’ll ever get to witness from one of the people she respects the most.
much to her shock however, the prince lets out a giggle, and when he turns to the general’s direction, she feels the shivers running down her spine at the sight of his darkened eyes, his face still holding a smile that’s surely fake.
“who is y/n marrying?”
the next time you visit venti’s palace, you could tell how the atmosphere has gone dark.
venti was surely something else, you thought. despite looking so cheerful when he saw you walking towards him, he couldn't really hide the empty void in his eyes.
“took you long enough to get here!” he exclaims, wrapping his arms around you with a giggle. “how was your trip? i hope it went smoothly.”
you smiled. you can’t bring yourself to ask your dear friend about his facade. “it was smooth, thank you–”
“so when were you planning to tell me you were going to marry soon?”
you stumbled over your words as soon as you heard his sudden question, staring at the prince as though he has two heads.
“...i’m sorry?”
venti continues to smile. he’s acting as if he’s not asking something that he shouldn’t know about. “when were you planning to tell me you were going to marry someone?” he repeated, leaning towards you, causing you to lean backwards.
“how.. how did you find ou–”
he giggles. “oh come on, y/n! you know your kingdom, your people are quite fast with the news. it even managed to reach my people’s ears! it’s quite fascinating don’t you think?”
you frowned. “you.. you weren’t supposed to find out about this…”
his smile instantly drops. “why not? aren’t i your bestest friend in the world?”
“w-well yes, but… it’s just i know you wouldn’t approve because of the person i’m going to marry.”
“dottore, right?”
your eyes looked away from him, your silence was enough of an answer already.
“your father is unforgivable. doesn’t he know that trash is a despicable man? doesn’t he know the things he committed?” he asks calmly.
“he does,” you spoke, your voice went low. “he does know that lord dottore is a cruel man, but he’s also a powerful one in snezhnaya. there’s nothing i can do to stop him, so i must endure it.”
venti shakes his head in disapproval. “you mustn’t, doesn’t your brother know about this? why isn’t he doing anything?”
“zhongli has too many burdens on his shoulders as the crown prince of the empire. if i.. if i were to tell him that i want to cut off my engagement with lord dottore, i’ll only make him feel more stressed out.” you explained, letting out a sad sigh from the thought of your distant brother, who’s buried in tasks as the crown prince of liyue. “besides, he can’t do anything about it either since he can’t control father.”
you then wince when you realize there are also matters that you have to do for the wedding, feeling guilty.
“i.. don’t want to make things worse, but i have to let you know that i can’t stay here for long.” you brought up, watching as venti’s expression instantly falls.
“why?” he asks. it almost feels as though you’re rejecting his love – his heart can’t take it! why is everything going downhill?!
your shoulders slump. “i’m afraid i have to go back to my home to settle matters regarding the wedding next month. we’re just lucky that my father allowed me to go here even if it’s just for two days.”
“two days…?” that isn’t even enough for venti to satisfy his time with you! he can’t imagine spending one of his favorite festivals without you – why is the world so cruel?
wait.. what if he won’t be able to see you again as soon as you marry dottore?
when you finally looked back at the prince, you didn’t fail to notice how his jaw clenches, and you had mistaken it as him being angered by osial’s choice of your spouse.
in reality, he was just angered that he couldn't be of help to you. he had always wanted to return the favor and help you, just like how you helped him during his darkest days when he grieved for his twin.
you gave him a reassuring smile. “i know you’re disappointed, but i can assure you that i’ll make it up to you by staying here for more than a week even after the festival next time.”
“but..” venti stops himself. it’s no use, even if he begs on his knees and kills his dignity for you, it won’t stop you from marrying that disgusting piece of trash.
he then sighs, faking his defeat as a mask to hide his scheming thoughts that’s running through his head. “i just want you to be safe. if you ever feel troubled and… need to get away from your home, you can always send a letter to me and i shall send a ship that will take you here safely.”
you shook your head. “there’s no need for that. i appreciate your concern though.”
“the offer still stands. mondstadt will always welcome you whenever you feel like you want to come here.”
before you could say anything else, venti immediately throws an arm around you and drags you outside from the throne room, his joyful attitude returns as fast as the winds. “that’s why we should get out of the palace and celebrate! i’m sure people are wondering where we are, ehe!”
as you try to collect yourself and try to keep up with his pace, venti glances towards a certain guard’s way, causing the guard to look at the prince.
“prepare for tonight.” he mouthed.
it took a month to fix his plan. he took the chance of your wedding as an excuse to visit snezhnaya and help you with your wedding. sure, it does hurt to see you and dottore together (despite the uncomfortable look on your face whenever you’re found standing beside the noble), but it was worth it,
especially since he knows the fate that dottore will fall into the night before your wedding.
venti is quite relieved that his father managed to give him two assassins (and people who don’t question his actions) as his personal knights. it would’ve been a hassle if he were to do this alone.
it seems like celestia approves of his actions. just seeing dottore walking out from his duchy and walking around the forest is like offering himself on a silver plate to death. it’s amusing how he didn’t notice three figures following him in the shadows.
without a second thought, venti immediately cued kaeya and rosaria to take dottore.
“you’re all insolent fools!” dottore yelled with a maniacal laugh, thrashing around as kaeya and rosaria, venti’s most trusted knights, grip the noble’s arms tightly. they were lucky dottore wandered this far in the forest, nosy servants in the duchy would’ve instantly rushed over to find the commotion if they were nearby. “how dare you touch a noble who hasn’t done anything wrong!? when her majesty hears this, she will raise hell–”
“and who on earth gave you the right to plead your innocence when it’s obvious that you’ve committed so many wrongdoings?” venti interrupts, bringing his weapon out as the noble is forced to kneel down against the cold ground. “especially when you had just called a prince an insolent fool, hehe.”
he then aims his bow towards the helpless man, his eyes darkening. “you should’ve rot in jail back then. the tsaritsa truly disappoints me for bailing a cruel man like you.” he spoke, watching as dottore froze from the sight of the winds starting to move around the prince’s arrow.
“if you left my dearest y/n alone, you wouldn’t even be in this situation.”
without letting the noble process his words, venti immediately lets go of the arrow, causing it to shoot straight to dottore’s forehead, an instant kill.
well that was easy.
“your highness, what shall we do if someone reported that dottore is missing? those servants of his will notice his absence and try looking for him. wouldn’t this cause a crime and an instant investigation?” kaeya asks, paying no mind to the sight of the noble’s gorey corpse on the ground.
venti could feel his mouth twitching upwards. the incident that occurred earlier was enough to make the sight of the prince’s expression eerie. “sir kaeya, what are you talking about?” he immediately turns around to the blue-haired man’s direction, and a small smile creeps up on his face.
venti could feel his heart beating in excitement at the thought of you sending a letter to him talking about how you’re no longer going to get married with an eager look on your face!
ah, not to mention the fact that you’ll now be able to marry him without it being considered as forbidden!
he then gestures at the rotting corpse. “just set him on fire to hide our traces. if his bones remain, then feel free to give it to sir andrius’s wolves. i’m sure they’d be delighted to have new bones to bite on.”
“after all, would they report a crime if there’s no sight of a dead body?”
afternoon naps—regardless of whether they're something common for you—are very relaxing to take. especially after a night of not much sleep, having headed to bed early in the morning (and your brain refused to let you rest for such a long time.)
the sun is up and shining, though the breeze feels nice and not at all confining, and even if afternoon naps may not be much of your cup of tea, you have to admit there's no place you'd rather be after such terrible sleep than with venti underneath mondstadt's huge tree.
oh, if venti could hear your thoughts, he'd laugh in glee at your rhyming!
but he can't, and you're appreciative of that fact, as you lay in his lap resting by the tree he so often visits and brings you to so many times. not that you mind.
"hm, what would my dandelion be thinking of right now, i wonder?"
you scoff internally at the cheeky little grin on his face as he looks down at you. sticking your tongue out lightly as an "answer", you close your eyes once more in order to hopefully rest.
venti just laughs—and if you had kept your eyes open, you would have been witness to such a sweet and soft smile of his. though, he leaves you to your rest as he continues to hum lightly, the sound somehow not bothering you at all as you slip deeper into sleep's stillness.
the breeze suddenly feels much calmer than it was before, somehow, though the wind was already so tranquil beforehand. the tips of your lips curve ever so upward, smiling before you drift off to sleep at how your beloved bard showed his care and wishes for you to have a good sleep with the subtle changes in the wind. it was really nothing for him, you knew, but you are still very appreciative of the gesture and are reminded once again of why you had fallen in love with him. not that he ever lets you forget, though.
"rest well, my love."
a/n ; i wrote this while i shld have been working on my school tasks !! but skdhksjdsj i hope y'all like this ehe, i love venti lots 😭🤚 and thank you so so much for all the support so far heh >< i rlly rlly appreciate it !! <33 also what a coincidence omg just realised that the time for my megumi afternoon nap draft and this are the same lmao 🤨 i just changed the time fr this instead lolol ——— m.list.
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The trouble and The troublemaker
Gender Neutral!Badass!Reader
Warning(s): Swearing, Alcohol.
If you were known as trouble, then he's known as troublemaker. You never get in trouble infact, it's just that wherever you go, you bring trouble with you.
Making people avoid you 'cause they think you're bad luck. But this specific troublemaker is bad luck himself. Getting in trouble for who knows what.
"Fuck, you again?!" You swore you wanted to punch his face off but that would ruin your school record. Venti always had been on your nerves since day 1.
He never seemed to get the hint and keeps following you wherever you go. You assumed he was like...Some stalker.
"C'mon [Name], can't I just follow you around..I'm bored!" He whined, clinging onto your arm as you tried to push him away.
"Quit it! I hate people like that." You huffed, Venti pulled away, slowly sitting down on the floor as you facepalmed. "You're weird." You commented, walking down the hallway and trying to avoid that maniac.
"[Name]." He spoke up from behind you, giving you shivers down your spine. How did he get behind you so fast? You didn't hear any footsteps at all...
"What?" You asked, standing still and trying not to look back. "I'm out of money, can you help me?" He put a hand on your shoulder, forgetting what you told yourself to stop doing from, and turned around to face him.
"That's a you, problem." You rolled your eyes about to leave until he grabbed your wrist. "Please, c'mon. I don't have any lunch money! If you help me, I'll stop bothering you."
Your eyes lit up at his offer, turning around again and shaking his hand. "Deal."
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"Got the money." You said as you threw it on Venti's face, him shaking his head as he looks at you in disgust. "Gross! It touched my tounge." He spat.
"My bad." You rolled your eyes as you watch Venti smile at the money. "Where did you get this?" He asked, "The principal is my mom's friend, I borrowed some." You answered.
Venti nodded, grabbing your hand as you furrowed your brows, about to speak but he already pulled you away.
"Where the fuck are we going this time?!" You yelled, Venti giggled before answering, "Watch me!" He said. He dropped your hands as he slid in the door of the principal's office while you watched through the glass window on the door.
The principal was speaking with a teacher, both of the two women noticed the sneaky Venti. He quickly grabbed the wallet of the principal and ran off to the door, leaving you in shock.
"What the hell?!" You yelled after Venti closed the door. "The money was a bit few, so I'll borrow some more. Anyways, don't worry. I'll return it." Venti laughed as he walked, with you following behind.
"Holy shit, we're gonna get in trouble." You sighed, Venti shrugged. "I promise you, I'll be the one getting in trouble, so infact, I saved you and your ass from stealing."
"Shut up." You rolled your eyes, following him out of the school enterance. "C'mon I heard there was dandelion wine in the canteen. The worker there drinks some." He giggled before running again.
You grumbled about how annoying this kid was, yet you still chased him like a puppy. Oh how the tables turned.
"Cheers!" Venti beamed as he hit his bottle with yours. "I'm not drinking this." You huffed, "Hm, too bad." He shrugged before drinking. "Wait you're gonna get drunk-"
You stood up and leaned closer to him, slipping because your leg was on the chair, making your other leg lose balance.
You yelped as Venti moved his bottle away, your lips crashing on his. You were about to move away but Venti pulled your uniform to make you move closer to him a bit more.
The taste of the wine lingering on your lips as you pulled away. Venti smirked as you stared at him with your flustered face.
"The trouble themselves, had kissed the troublemaker!"
Summary: Small moments that happened at their desk
Venti:
You walked over to Venti’s music room in your Serenitea Pot. Your boyfriend sat at his small table with his lyre a couple other instruments around him, he hummed a sweet heart warming melody. You lean in the door way watching his eyebrow fur at his music sheet.
“Barbatos?” You whispered his head shoots up to look at you he then smiles softly.
“ Ah..I haven’t heard you call me that in a while.” He sighs giving you an apologetic smile. You chuckle walking over to his small desk. Venti gives you a smirk and pushes your hips up against the desk. He puts his lyre down standing up. You gasp a little as he brings his face down to yours.
“ I haven’t seen you in a little while.” He frowns, You frown a little too.
“ I’m sorry I’ve been busy…When-“ Before you could finish he grabbed your face kissing you gently.
“ No need to explain yourself to me, Windblume. I’d wait a million years for you.”
Albedo:
“ Are you just gonna sit there?” You sigh as you try and calm yourself down after yelling at Albedo. He looked at you calmly yet guilty he knew he had been busy, he had just forgotten about.
“ Y/N, Please..” You cut him off.
“ Please what?!”
Albedo grabbed you and sat you in his lap. He takes a deep breath and puts a cold hand on your back, “ Please forgive me for my absence. I have no excuse to have not made more time for you.”
You glare at him folding your arms. Albedo chuckles and He leans forward and scribing on the piece of paper behind you. Next thing you know he brings his glowing hand near your face a snowy flower appears. You try to control your smile but you can’t help it, you grab the flower and tuck it behind your boyfriends ear. Albedo smiles resting his head against yours.
You sigh once more, “ I forgive you, Please don’t let this happen again.”
Kazuha:
You walked all around the boat looking for Kazhua You checked everywhere when it hit you. You walked down to the lower decks and there he was his head resting in his hand leaned back into his chair sound asleep.
On his desk was a book about visions you frown marking his book before closing it. You try to make his desk neater suddenly he pulls you into his lap. he bared his head into your neck whispering,
“ You know I don’t like it when you rearrange my desk.” You roll your eyes smiling at the dark wood.
“ I know I just couldn’t help it..What are you gonna do about it?” You tease, Kazuha groans.
“ Not on my desk.”
“ Whyyy?!?” You whine.
“ The chances of someone walking in or hearing us and clean up after.”
“ Ah!-“ You yell as Kazhua pushed you off his lap.
“ I believe it’s time you take your leave. I have stuff I need to finish.” You roll your eyes and walk out the room. You were gonna come up with a plan.
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A/N: This is my first time writing for Kazuha and Albedo so sorry if they sound out of character it will get better. This was also kinda rushed put I really wanted to post something. I’ll probably fit this later. Please feel free to message me if you have any writing tips or things you think I can change and/or improve on.
Silly little headcanon! Drinking with Venti is always a very fun time. And it’s not even because he plays you music you perfectly know and changes the lyrics just to make you confused, or that he entertains you with tricks and riddles. It’s because you always try to understand how it is that he drinks and drinks, and drinks a glass after glass of cider, and he doesn’t go pee. It’s as if the water evaporates from his body. The truth of this mystery is unknown to the every little soul, only known to the sly bard who loves to play with people’s minds who doesn’t know much of his Archon powers~
