hey slay queens, kings, and other royalties this is not my first fic ever but this is my first cross-posted ao3 fic! read it here<3
I couldn't help but explore the dynamics between my team (esp Shenhe and Ayato!) and mixing that with the trend on tiktok ab ur genshin team sleeping together so... why not!
also fair warning, I impluse wrote this at 11pm and tried to make it as pretty and poetic as possible so pls dont judge too hard LMFAOOOO
p.s.: the implied isnt rlly like a... thing. can b romantic or platonic idc.
A moonlit night shines upon the inside of the teapot, a wanderer and the face of a clan already asleep; they've kept each other close, sharing their bodies' warmth. A hand brushes over the blonde wanderers face, brushing back the strands of hair that cover their dozy eyes. The blonde shifts ever so slightly, closer to the other as the hand retracts, almost frightened about what it had done.
"Shenhe?"
A voice beconds from the doorway, the eyes of the commissioner locked onto the woman standing before the others as he continues forth.Â
"...What are you doing?"
The hand of Shenhe clenches at their newly acquired "tee-shirt", her eyes stuck on the two slumbering bodies. "Merely observing." The words crumble from her lips, her muted words hitting the commissioner, Kamisato Ayato, easily. "I see." Is his only response. He soundlessly shuts the door, his eyes going from the two to Shenhe.
"Is there a particular reason for your observation?" Ayato asks, his eyes drawn to his sister, the face of his clan; and his friend, the wanderer. Shenhe shifts slightly, her hand shaky as they reach for the sheets. They tenderly pull it up over the other two, leaning in before they release the covering. "...I've never seen mortals sleep."
"Oh really?"
"...Yes. I⊠They look so... peaceful; maybe I should sleep on the floor�"
Her words are poised like a factual question, but Ayato has seen this type of thing a thousand times. It wasn't fact, or logic, or anything of the sort. It was feeling. The blossom of expression that Ayato couldn't help but admire from this woman.
"No, don't." His words are effortless, but they pierce through Shenhe like her own polearm. They stand there silently, as if... nothing had been said at all. "...But my-" "Aren't you tired?" He'd soon find that her expression had intensified, her brows furrowed as she held the ropes around her wrists. She stayed silent, Ayato soon turning to tuck himself in beforeâŠ
"I'm cursed, yet you don't care?"
Her words ring out to him, his eyes slowly dawning back to the taller woman as he comments, "No, should you?"
Her hands are trembling, the expression on her face unwavering as they stare down at their painted nails. They couldn't speak, they couldn't find the words to describe the emotions soaring through their head as Ayato slowly caressed her hand.
"You have nothing to fear, one night isn't going to hurt us."
Shenhe looks back to the commissioner, her mind surging with thoughts before muttering, "I warned you."
Their hand slips away from his, slowly lifting the abundant cotton covering and slipping under it next to the wanderer. Their back is turned to the hydro-vision man, staring at the other two as the wanderer sleepily brings Shenhe closer. Her hands feel frigid compared to the others, and they can't help but think about the calamity they'd bring to the others. That is until they feel the commissioners body press against their back, his arms wrapped around their waist as he rests his head on her shoulder.
"Isn't this a little close for your comfort, Ayato?"
The blue-haired man chuckles, smiling as he replies, "Maybe⊠but I don't mind." His breath tickles her neck, but they don't react at all. They try to just⊠relax. Almost as if meditating within the strange comfort of everyone's touch. But oddly enough⊠they feel the commissioners cheeks still pressed again their skin, grinning.
"Yes?"
"Ayato?"
"...Why are you smiling?"
The smile falters, the exorcist can sense it. But now⊠his eyes link to her again. His lips only slightly parted before he whispers, "...This is nice. I'm happy I've gotten to experience this with you."
The exorcists hands now rest upon his arms, eyes slowly shutting as they finally whisper back,
Itâs the moment guys⊠If you would be as kind as to support I would love you immensely! <3 Itâs a short Gepard x Sampo hurt / comfort type deal hehe
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
The spring brings fairly warm weather, only accompanied by a light breeze. The front of the cafe is painted in pastels, adorned with flowers and other decorations. You figure you have enough time to quickly pull out your phone and take a picture, just to brag and-
âYouâre here a couple minutes early.â
The voice startles you, making you jump a little. You spin on your heel to realise youâre already face to face with the one you came here to meet. Tighnari. What a bastardâŠ
âYou scared me- Jesus Christ.â You let out a laugh, clutching at your chest dramatically.
His eyes seem to trail up and down, as though scanning you in a sense. You canât seem to quite read the expression on his face, however. He smiles eventually, simply stating, âYou live up to your title, âinfluencer.ââ
âUgh, donât. Youâll make me sick.â You grin, hitting his shoulder lightly.
God, heâs even more attractive in real life. With a face like that, maybe he should be the one with an online following for showing off his appearance all the time.
âShall we go in then?â He asks, snapping you out of your trance. You simply nod, as the words seem to get caught in your throat. Were youâŠnervous? Even just a little bit? You canât help but notice it; itâs just slightly out of character for you to go so quiet.
A few minutes pass as you take your seats, order your drinks and get to talking. Tighnari seems the intelligent type for sure, but he speaks with enthusiasm and doesnât bore you at all. He shows equal interest in your opinions as much as his own. A conversation with him flows naturally, as if youâd known one another for months.
You manage to narrow your ideas down to a fairly solid plan, thankfully.
You would have to sort decorations, drinks, food and invitations together. Cyno never said the party had to be massive, so Tighnariâs apartment did just fine as a venue. And in return for your help, you demand 10 of the 100 Tighnari would receive, as well as a small favour in exchange for each time you helped him after today. Solid for solid, if you will.
Conversation happens to extend itself beyond that, and you spend a good couple of hours together before eventually parting ways. You have to admit, the future is looking pretty bright.
(a/n: this chapter has been a nightmare to get up. it wouldnât let me edit the links on the first one the post was basically broken so this is my second try haha)
low down: this group are all studying at teyvat university. they strive to be the best, in whatever it is they do.
tighnari: botany major. visits his home in sumeru a lot, itâs a back and forth. tutors a high school senior named collei who he grew up as neighbours with for her science class. can be seen as a little stand offish at first but he means well.
cyno: tighnariâs best friend. he majors in computer science and is an all round nerd, as much as he hides it on the surface.
kaveh: architecture major. (come on you saw that coming.) him and his roommate alhaitham have some sort of rivalry going onâŠ
alhaitham: eng lit major. knew of kazuha before he dropped out but the two never actually spoke. if you ask kazuha though, he seems pretty smart, perhaps a bit blunt, howeverâŠ
dehya: sports major. will stick up for all of her friends even if it kills her. very sweet. everyone is her bro. <3
candace: business major. keeps herself reserved, but she has her circle and thatâs all she really needsâŠso long as alhaitham and kaveh stop arguing.
low down: the group on the more glamorous side of things. a whole two of them actually go to university. many have endeavours on the internet of sorts. hey, who says you canât just take life as it comes?
y/n: fashion blogger! beneath a plethora of makeup tutorials, grwms and music recommendations, you may find a slightly sensitive soul. hard maybe.
heizou: studying criminal law. reviews crime cases with real intent to educate, and shits on the ones who donât take it seriously with no mercy. his charm gets him a lot of vip benefits in the world, but he knows whoâs just using him quite easily.
kazuha: wouldâve been the third one in uniâŠif he didnât drop out. former eng lit student who uses the analysis skills he once used in essays in commentary youtube videos. âhey guys, would you listen to a podcast?â
itto: trained fighter since he was a kid, but has a true hatred for real confrontation. does he know how to turn caps lock off? you should totally go to his next competition, fyi.
kuki: the quietest of the lot, but she fits in more than one may first assume. studying computer science, but doesnât like to put herself in the spotlight online.
yoimiya: runs the family business, naganohara fireworks, which accidentally blew up on tiktok a few months ago and now she gets approached in the streets like sheâs the next coming of the wakey wines guy.
-> synopsis: cyno makes a bet with tighnari that heâs incapable of hosting a successful party. tighnari is in fact incapable, but heâs also highly stubborn. through kaveh, he secretly recruits you, the complete opposite to him, to help. you insist on payment in return- more specifically, his company at the most inconvenient times.
synopsis: when spirits are low in the office (pun intended), serizawa calls on you, an old friend, to play makeshift pr agent to get business back up. unfortunately, a certain not technically boss of yours isnât ready for you to leave, and metaphorically blocks the exit for as long as he can manage.
category: fluff, crack, #stomp on dimple 2023, serizawa has friends as a kid au idk plot convenience
a/n: my first non genshin writing on this blog. sorry i literally do not post consistently lol. i just had this idea and felt like writing something for it.
Reigen Arataka was a man of many words. Not dignified, not solemn nor sincere, but many words nevertheless. Any professionalism he managed to maintain was nothing short of an act. So, it was no surprise to Serizawa when Reigen had slipped up a few too many times in his attitude and services, and for the first time in a short while, the reputation of Spirits and Such began to fall. Enter you.
In a pit of despair, where all hope for a split second was lost, a shining beacon came through (as Reigen described it, âjust like in minecraft) in the form of Serizawaâs childhood friend who heâd recently picked up contact with again. Sure, youâd just been laid off from a job with no relevance at all, but he knew you were head of your debate team as a student, and so he suggested the company pay you to be a makeshift PR agent until things were more smooth sailing again.
Well, you didnât have any better options, did you?
If you werenât previously aware of Serizawaâs psychic powers, you wouldâve totally called bullshit on your first entry. Long story short, the place looked sketchy as shit. Hell, even their website looked like a museum displaying computer viruses since the beginning of time. It was lively though, that you could appreciate. You worked in a small circle, but everyone was welcoming. Youâd taken a fair liking to the boss, Reigen; though Serizawa had warned you of his antics, you could only find him amusing for it. You couldnât help but click with him. Aside from him, a less than pathetic looking spirit called Dimple lingered around, as well as a middle school kid theyâd dubbed as Mob passing through on occasion to lend a hand.
Your makeshift corner of the office grew to feel like a second home. Reigen had helped you decorate it in your first couple of days, which Dimple claimed was completely unlike him to go so out of his way, but you didnât think much of it.
Unbeknownst to you, Dimple was onto something. To him, the situation was glaringly obvious, and you just couldnât get the memo through that thick mortal skull of yours. Did you not see the way Reigenâs eyes practically had the life injected into them when you entered the room? Were you blind or plain stupid?
You seem to find yourself alone in the office with Reigen more often than you had anticipated. Fleeting gazes and touches are exchanged, though not addressed at any point during your ever flowing conversation. Reigen found himself totally enamoured with you and your personality. You seemed to be somewhat alike in charisma, as he picked up on your natural capabilities in socialising over time. You did your job and you did it well. Thatâs the reason Reigen told himself he wanted to keep you around so badly. Yet, the thought kept circling. The realisation of how badly heâd miss you once you left.
All comes to a halt one evening, a few shifts before you were due to leave. Youâd been with S&S for around a month and things seemed to be getting back on track, thus giving you not much visible reason to be here. After you pack your things and leave, smiling warmly as you shut the door behind you, Reigenâs eyes donât leave the door. He zones out completely. Everyone had gone home for the night, leaving him alone. Or so he thought, as Dimple moves to loom over his shoulder once more.
âDo you ever leave me alone?â He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers. Heâs visibly agitated. So stressed that if you approached him he might pop, like stabbing a needle into a balloon. Truthfully, he knows exactly what this is about before Dimple can even speak at all.
âAre you gonna ask them or not?â Dimple questions him bluntly, not bothering to tread lightly around the topic.
Reigen decides to play dumb, âI have no idea what youâre talking about.â His face is screwed up and his posture is unnaturally stiff in that chair. He might as well have not even bothered to lie at all.
âEverytime [Name] leaves through that door, you look more and more dejected. You gonna miss all of their glitz and glamour, Reigen? Is that it? Gonna miss how they greet you every morning, with that smile that just makes your stomach do flips?â
Reigen practically growls his response through gritted teeth, refusing to look in his direction. âLetâs not.â He warns. â[Name] and I have a strictly professional relationship, and Iâd much prefer to keep it that way.â
âYouâre pathetic, you know that?â
âI am nothing of the sort.â
âWell-â Dimple begins, forcing his way infront of Reigenâs line of vision, to which he simply turns his head once more in response. âWhat else- or who else- do you have going for you? Youâre gonna let this chance slip by?â
ââŠI should fire you.â
âAm I officially employed? I donât believe I ever signed a contract. And you expect to get rid of me how exactly?â
âWhatever, Iâll have to think about it. Iâll get back to you.â
âGood luck confessing by the end of the week. Iâm not counting on you.â
Reigen can easily tell that Dimpleâs method here was reverse psychology. It didnât take a genius to catch on to the fact he was trying to get inside his head. Still, it worked. He just happened to be aware of it.
He spends the next two days preparing. He runs through plans with Serizawa and runs through errands with Mob. Flowers, your favourite sweets, nothing out of the ordinary. Aside from the fact that he assigns Mob the task of quite literally stealing from his school art department instead of just buying what he needed, simply because the thought didnât cross his mind, as obvious as it may have seemed. All he needs is a large sheet of card and some colourful pens. And a quiet office. Heâd have to wait for you to leave on the Wednesday evening to prepare everything.
He questions his own sanity throughout this process. What if he got rejected? Is this all going to be for nothing?
Dimple keeps a close eye on things, but refuses to interfere. He still doesnât believe Reigen has the balls to follow through. He has killed social skills with strangers, but on the contrary, he himself was the stranger when it came down to love.
Reigen certainly lacks the confidence when Thursday rolls around. He canât swallow the lump in his throat, and his fears manifest themselves in the pit of his stomach, making him feel very much ill. He yet again second guesses himself and the whole proposal. Stepping back from the setup, he concludes he shares more traits with a high schooler asking their crush to prom than an actual grown adult.
As expected, youâre the first one in, and yet Reigen practically jumps out of his skin, fumbling for the sign and gifts as you widen your eyes, totally confused. He holds up the sign with the best, least awkward smile he can manage- which is very awkward still- and you reciprocate his expression. Your eyes scan over the writing, surrounded by hearts and stars.
âStay a little longer
(For no sake besides my own)â
You canât help but burst out into laughter. Not maliciously- youâre very flustered by the whole ordeal, actually- but rather out of surprise.
âYou like me? Romantically? You like me?â
ââŠYes. Sorry- this was totally unprofessional. Wrong way to go about it, especially seeing as you barely even know me and yet here I am. Genuinely, no hard feelings, I promise-â He begins regretfully before you cut him off.
âNo, I definitely like you back. Pretty good way to go about it.â You grin, stepping closer. âMy favourite sweets, too. You know me better than you think.â
âOh- seriously?â
âLike so seriously. If youâre interested in keeping me on the team, maybe you can discuss that with me on our first date.â You wink, and although out of your sight, Dimple curses himself for being wrong. Reigen had actually gone and done it. Turns out he was slightly less pathetic than the spirit had once presumed.
GN reader. Very short. Self indulgent stuff from Rai again </3 I couldnât sleep last night and had this idea. :0
âCollei tells me you havenât been sleeping well these last few days.â
You felt your breath hitch in your throat, and didnât dare turn around. You recognised the voice straight away, and considering Tighnari was much too frantic with these things, you were most definitely expecting to be scolded. Although one may guess that dating Tighnari would come with the privilege of him being a little less harsh on you when it came to things like your health and safety, you soon came to the realisation it would most likely be the exact opposite of that. You were already bracing yourself, despite the fact that none of this was any fault of your own in the first place.
But Tighnari knew this much already. Two arms wrap themselves around you from behind, followed by a tail, per his usual order. His voice comes out softly; heâs not mad at all.
âYou couldâve told me. Sorry I havenât been around to help. You know how it gets sometimesâŠâ He was aware deep down that youâd understand- you always did- yet that twinge of guilt wouldnât quite leave him alone.
Heâd come back from being out for research for a weekend, and it couldâve been the lack of company, routine or both that flared up your sleeping problems again. You couldnât hold it against him, and in all honesty, hadnât even planned to tell him. You only told Collei because she called you out on your exhausted appearance first. After all, this was only your issue to deal with, was it not?
âDonât worry about it.â You smile, ââŠâm just glad youâre back.â
âWell youâre about to get sick of me real fast. Unfortunately for you, youâre not leaving my arms until youâre well rested again.â You feel his grip on you tighten a little as he not so subtly guided you back to bed. How could you complain though about someone caring so much? It was pretty clear the universe had sent you a bit of a saviour in your boyfriend.
Youâre very quickly wrapped in a comforting warmth under the covers as Tighnariâs hands find themselves in your hair, managing to mumble out a whole three words before your sleep would finally take over properly for the first time in days.
that one episode of regular show where they play roadkill bingo but itâs cyno finding dead animals in the avidiya forest and turning it into a sick game. tighnari does not approve. if youâve seen the episode and you know what happens, youâll know cyno had that coming to him.
PAIR OF CLINGY BITCHES: Childe Misc Relationship Texts !
Notes: Reader is G/N in all slides except for one (Nickname âgirlieâ is used), reader is mentioned to have insomnia at one point, childe is cringe, me being self indulgent basically, this whole thing is kinda ab being cringe âïžđ¶
