[ventilmn]

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[ananeuvii]

lowk i find the wind outside so peaceful

[ventilmn]

YESSS !! HEAVY ON THIS 🫶🏻 gotta love windy days/nights

[ananeuvii]

— I AIN'T 'FRAID OF NO GHOST !!

synopsis; how does flins's ghost gf get his attention? how does she show him affection? and how on earth did he agree to date her? not even she knows, but every day she makes the most of it. (can be read as gender neutral as gender is never mentioned, but when writing i kept a fem reader in mind).

warnings; fluff , suggestive , mentions of death, graves, and overall the cemetery , reader implied to have died gruesomely , yearner!flins .

a/n; i said i wouldn't fall to the flins hype... i lied💔

KRYRLL CHUDOMIROVICH FLINS

SFW !!

he sees you like any other person, just transparent. enough to where he'll struggle to notice, but can see you. the longer he gets to know you, the more prominent your figure becomes. or maybe he's just more used to looking.

his flirting is regularly caring for your grave. cleaning it and coating it in your favourite flowers, especially if your family has all passed or doesn't bother. seriously, he'll hold eye contact with you with caressing the petals he scattered over it, and if he's feeling particularly cheeky, even wink while touching your gravestone.

let's you follow him around the cemetery. finds it adorable whenever you try catch him off guard, because even if it did work —which it never does (liar), he is very composed. will let you hold his hand as he recounts tales from his past, lovingly caressing the cold air that is his beautiful lover.

he never considered himself a lonely man. alone, but never lonely. after all, he has company! that being the lost spirits that roam around the lighthouse. and he has you. what more could he need?

adores it when you give him shiny rocks you found as he's at work. it became a tradition, in all honesty. whenever he was out for longer than an hour without you, there'd be a jewel at your grave for him to add to his collection.

has a separate collection for the gems you give him.

whenever you lay on his bed beside him, he feels your lack of presence to the point it feels like presence. the faint, unnatural chill of a being that isn't supposed to be there. that icy air? he knows it's you. if he could, he'd wrap you in his embrace, but he's content with laying chest facing up, where he knows you're on top of him.

most ghosts are quiet. wary and prefer to keep their distance from the light keeper, yet you're loud. if flins's memory serves him right, the harsher the death, the more lively the afterlife. so always answers you when you communicate.

if you wished, would find a way to bring you back. would do everything in his power, and hey, fae are known for their loopholes. he'll bring you back, trust. permanently or temporarily, he wants to feel his future spouse properly. both lovingly and.. well, that's what brings the next section. "i promise, my love, that so long as i stand, so will you."

NSFW !!

likes the feeling of your cold, clammy hands over him. it's the utter lack of presence, yet his dick being coated in his own pre-cum that makes him bite his lip. he'll be so gentlemanly at first too, insisting he won't force you, that you can stop if you ever feel uncomfortable, even as he's begging you to never stop, to never let him leave your filthy mouth and hands.

one time, you manhandled him onto his stomach and he almost cried as your greedy hands played with his body. seriously, can and was whimpering. it's why he imagines people wear blindfolds during sex, for the thrill, except he gets it without the fabric over his eyes.

it's a lot harder to top than bottom when it comes to a being hard to touch, but ever the gentleman, he does take the lead sometimes as well. it's rare, but done to the best of his ability.

he's an immortal fae, and you're a being that doesn't require oxygen. you can imagine how many rounds you two can go, can't you? days. you never have.. but isn't that tempting? say the word and he'll agree, after all, he could never refuse his darling. "nothing can ever replace you in my eyes, so how do you want me tonight?"

@ventilmn ik you didn't get him so i MADE him come to you <3

[ananeuvii]

— I AIN'T 'FRAID OF NO GHOST !!

synopsis; how does flins's ghost gf get his attention? how does she show him affection? and how on earth did he agree to date her? not even she knows, but every day she makes the most of it. (can be read as gender neutral as gender is never mentioned, but when writing i kept a fem reader in mind).

warnings; fluff , suggestive , mentions of death, graves, and overall the cemetery , reader implied to have died gruesomely , yearner!flins .

a/n; i said i wouldn't fall to the flins hype... i lied💔

KRYRLL CHUDOMIROVICH FLINS

SFW !!

he sees you like any other person, just transparent. enough to where he'll struggle to notice, but can see you. the longer he gets to know you, the more prominent your figure becomes. or maybe he's just more used to looking.

his flirting is regularly caring for your grave. cleaning it and coating it in your favourite flowers, especially if your family has all passed or doesn't bother. seriously, he'll hold eye contact with you with caressing the petals he scattered over it, and if he's feeling particularly cheeky, even wink while touching your gravestone.

let's you follow him around the cemetery. finds it adorable whenever you try catch him off guard, because even if it did work —which it never does (liar), he is very composed. will let you hold his hand as he recounts tales from his past, lovingly caressing the cold air that is his beautiful lover.

he never considered himself a lonely man. alone, but never lonely. after all, he has company! that being the lost spirits that roam around the lighthouse. and he has you. what more could he need?

adores it when you give him shiny rocks you found as he's at work. it became a tradition, in all honesty. whenever he was out for longer than an hour without you, there'd be a jewel at your grave for him to add to his collection.

has a separate collection for the gems you give him.

whenever you lay on his bed beside him, he feels your lack of presence to the point it feels like presence. the faint, unnatural chill of a being that isn't supposed to be there. that icy air? he knows it's you. if he could, he'd wrap you in his embrace, but he's content with laying chest facing up, where he knows you're on top of him.

most ghosts are quiet. wary and prefer to keep their distance from the light keeper, yet you're loud. if flins's memory serves him right, the harsher the death, the more lively the afterlife. so always answers you when you communicate.

if you wished, would find a way to bring you back. would do everything in his power, and hey, fae are known for their loopholes. he'll bring you back, trust. permanently or temporarily, he wants to feel his future spouse properly. both lovingly and.. well, that's what brings the next section. "i promise, my love, that so long as i stand, so will you."

NSFW !!

likes the feeling of your cold, clammy hands over him. it's the utter lack of presence, yet his dick being coated in his own pre-cum that makes him bite his lip. he'll be so gentlemanly at first too, insisting he won't force you, that you can stop if you ever feel uncomfortable, even as he's begging you to never stop, to never let him leave your filthy mouth and hands.

one time, you manhandled him onto his stomach and he almost cried as your greedy hands played with his body. seriously, can and was whimpering. it's why he imagines people wear blindfolds during sex, for the thrill, except he gets it without the fabric over his eyes.

it's a lot harder to top than bottom when it comes to a being hard to touch, but ever the gentleman, he does take the lead sometimes as well. it's rare, but done to the best of his ability.

he's an immortal fae, and you're a being that doesn't require oxygen. you can imagine how many rounds you two can go, can't you? days. you never have.. but isn't that tempting? say the word and he'll agree, after all, he could never refuse his darling. "nothing can ever replace you in my eyes, so how do you want me tonight?"

@ventilmn ik you didn't get him so i MADE him come to you <3

[ananeuvii]

COVER ME IN.. PUMPKIN SPICE ?

synopsis; spending halloween with your bf! full of cuddles (kazuha), pumpkin carving (wanderer), trick or treating (venti), and exploring a haunted house (flins).

contains; kazuha, wanderer (purely for @scaraobsession), venti (purely for @ventilmn), flins (purely because it's his bday) 💌

tags/genre; fluff , mentions of stabbing , mentions of dead people and zombies .

a/n; happy (late) birthday flins! i felt like kazuha cuddles.. and got this.. also yes, i'm late, i tried to finish it on time so sorry if it's a bit rushed 🥹 and another note, i've never actually tried pumpkin spice lattes as one, i'm lactose intolerant (weak ahh guts ik😔), and two, halloween isn't in autumn/fall for me and it's not pumpkin season :/

K.KAZUHA — WRAP ME IN YOUR ARMS

laughter can be heard outside, gentle rain pattering against the glass of the mondstadt inn you and kazuha stay in.

it's warm, fire flickering idly inside the soot coated hearth. despite the multitude of crowds offering all sorts of activities, the both of you have decided to stay in. he doesn't mind the time spent with you, and honestly, you just didn't want to get wet.

and so here you sit, under a shared blanket, with one of his arms wrapped around your waist. his other hand holds a lidded cup, identical to yours. a pumpkin spice latte.

you've heard you either love it or hate it, and so decided, hey, since neither you nor kazuha has tried it, tonight's the night!

“it's very.. pumpkin,” you muse after the first sip, not quite sure what to make of it. it's sweet, which you assume is the doing of the whipped cream and cinnamon, but also.. pungent, almost spicy in it's sharpness. it's.. certainly something.

but clearly not off-putting, as you take another curious sip. “my love, i think that's why it's called a pumpkin spice latte,” kazuha remarks, almost cheekily so.

your head whips to the blond, glaring at him.

“don't start,” you warn, though more teasingly than actually threatening.

he hums, the flames nearby illuminating his soft features, and the playful smirk gracing his lips. after another moment, he changes the subject. “i quite like the taste.”

“i don't mind it, i guess,” you reply. “let me try yours.”

“we got the same thing,” he muses, letting you shift closer to him (which is impressive, because you were already glued to his side as is) and sit up.

you roll your eyes, even with the knowledge he most likely can't see it, before retorting, “what if they made yours better than mine?”

kazuha takes a sip calmly, swirling the cup slight as he replies. “i guess you can have a little bit.”

before you can eagerly swipe his drink, he places two fingers under your chin, and places his lips on yours. really, you can't taste any of his drink by this, but you're not complaining. not when his lips softly meet yours as if in apology. as if he's lucky to even be breathing the same air as you, his beloved muse.

you're the first to pull away.

“satisfied?”

“no,” you reply plainly, swiftly taking his latte faster than he can react. hey! that's not fair, his guard was lowered—

“yours is nicer!” you exclaim, handing back your cup with a grin. he blinks, and doesn't complain, not at seeing your content smile.

“happy halloween, my love," he whispers before pulling you closer.

“happy halloween, kazu.”

the both of you ended up falling asleep in each other's arms not long after, the fire's warmth and the comfort of each other's presence lulling you to rest easily.

yes, he did manage to steal a sip of yours (formerly his) when you were too busy playing with a strand of his hair to notice. you were right, that one really was made nicer, and you should never underestimate this man's ability to steal just because he has soft, adoring words.

murmured poetry to you until your breath steadied completely, and then drank the rest of both yours and his own lattes. he actually really likes them, and if you like it too, he'll get you both some in the morning.

didn't dress up, as you two didn't go out, but did offer to wear matching couple outfits beforehand.

⤵︎

"On Halloween's dark, mystical night, Your love is a jack-o'-lantern's warm light. In a sea of ghosts, ghouls, and frights, You are the most hauntingly beautiful sight."

WANDERER — CARVE OUR INITIALS

“pleaseeeeeee?”

“no. i refuse to walk around begging for candy like some.. fool,” wanderer replies, refusing to go trick or treating with you for the fifth time tonight.

you've been trying to convince him for awhile now, and at some point nahida spotted you two. “if i may, can i offer a compromise?” the young ruler asks.

you tilt your head, curious despite being stubbornly set on wanting to do something. “yeah?”

“what if, instead of trick or treating, you two do pumpkin carving? that way y/n, you both still participate in a halloween festivity, and wanderer, you don't have to talk to anyone but her!”

wanderer and you blink in sync, long enough that nahida fiddles with her dress, before you exclaim, “you're a genius!” you pick her up in a warm hug, spinning her theatrically, which earns a scoff from wanderer, who crosses his arms as if that can hide his softened gaze.

he doesn't argue, both because nahida has perfect logic, and because he likes the excuse to stab something.

the dendro archon giggles, white hair bouncing like a bauble before you place her down gently. “enjoy your halloween, you two.”

right as she's about to leave, wanderer speaks up. “what are you doing for this stupid holiday anyway?” nahida blinks, clearly having not expected the question.

“i.. don't actually have anything planned—” you don't need more.

you grab her by her hand, and drag her towards you and your boyfriend. “well i’m not letting you spend it alone, so you're coming with us!”

nahida hesitates, not wanting to intrude, but when wanderer says, “come on,” her whole face lights up.

the three of you buy ripe pumpkins, nahida offering to pay in exchange for your company tonight.

you and wanderer end up arguing over the better design, which at some point went from bickering to flirting.. so nahida just finishes the designs with a fond, knowing grin. she doesn't mention the fact wanderer carved your initials on the inside, or the fact there's a heart around both the letters. nor does she mention the 'if you see this wan-wan, i love you <3' written on the inside of yours.

they end up looking absolutely beautiful. “yours looks like a deceased cat,” he says. “you look like a deceased cat.”

the dendro archon hovers her hands over the hollow vegetables, before they begin to glow a soft green from the inside, illuminating the designs, before you all place them outside the sanctuary of surasthana.

“you.. did better than i expected, y/n.” he ends up whispering when you two are alone, walking through the now empty grand bazaar. “careful baby, it sounds like you love me,” you tease. “i do. you idiot."

VENTI — WE WON FAIR AND SQUARE

the night coats mondstadt in starlight, decorations buzzing with life as people in costumes knock at doors. people, such as you and venti!

the bard wears flashy metal armour, attire you're sure is heavier than he makes it look, but he insists, “it's worth it so long as i get to be your knight is shining amour, my love!”

you're dressed up as a witch. nothing fancy, but as beautiful as the air is playful tonight. (thank you lisa). warm winds swirl through the markets, twirling around signs and swiftly circling doors, laughter and chatter a peaceful constant.

as you and your partner walk hand in hand, you spot a certain alchemist with his sister and the cavalry captain of favonius. klee is dressed up as a vampire, not wanting to go as a witch as.. she technically is one already, no?

“y/n! venti!!” the young girl exclaims, running towards you both eagerly before jumping in your arms. you catch her effortlessly, spinning her once before placing her down. “how do i look?” she asks, wide eyes blinking up at you both.

“positively delightful, windblume!” venti compliments with a chuckle. klee nods.

the blonde smiles brightly, gesturing proudlg at kaeya and albedo. “and look at them! i got them to dress up as mario and luigi!” albedo adjusts the white gloves he's wearing, and kaeya tugs at his red hat in emphasis.

“i am unaware of who she speaks of, but she had fun acquiring these outfits for us,” her brother informs, factual as ever.

“gotta say, while red isn't my favourite colour, i certainly pull it off, no?” the cavalry captain purrs, winking (?) teasingly.

venti just side-eyes him, which makes kaeya dramatically gasp, one of his hands hitting his heart. "i'm literally the prettiest person to wear red ever! look at diluc, then me!"

“well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, i suppose..” is all your boyfriend says, a chuckle escaping your lips before you can stop it.

“enough talking! i want my candyyy,” klee whines. “trick or treating! trick or treating!” she begins to chant.

kaeya laughs, and albedo sighs. “please be patient, klee. miss alice has already said we are to go trick or treating.”

“can me and y/n join?” venti suddenly asks. your eyebrows furrow, head whipping toward the bard. “windblumeee, we have nothing else to do, come onn!!” he whines.

you blink. “come on, princess. we can even make it a competition?” kaeya adds unhelpfully. klee's chanting only gets louder, clearly in a means to convince you.

under your lover's theatrical pout, kaeya's persistence, klee's cheering, and even albedo's gaze softly urging you to participate, as there is no harm, you relent. “fine,” sighing, you take venti’s hand as he begins to drag you off.

“winner is whoever gets the most! loses owes the other a bottle of wine!” the bard sing-songs excitedly.

“and klee gets to eat all their candy!!” klee adds before she's dragging the men by their hands.

the five of you gather under windrise to count, albedo setting up a picnic blanket.

you and venti won. (he used the wind to steal more candy once you took some from a bowl that said ‘one piece only please').

klee still manages to steal half of yours anyway, not that either of you mind.

idle chatter fills the silence, your hand tangling with venti's as he muses pictures in the stars. “none of them shine as bright as your eyes though, my celilia.”

as you two leave, klee runs up and hands you a sheet of paper. opening it, you see a picture of you all. venti and you leaning on the tall tree, albedo and kaeya talking, and klee in the middle with a big grin. “for you!”

K.C.FLINS — WHERE ARE WE?

you, for all your faux confidence, are the most easily startled person flins knows. it's not even that you find the place scary, you've seen worse with a boyfriend that tends to a cemetery. it's just.. you get caught very easily off guard.

which means by the time you're halfway through the haunted house, you're gripping flins the way a warrior would grip their sword in battle. not that he minds.

he isn't phased. at all. a person dressed as a clown tried to sneak up on him, and then ended up moving back at catching his unnatural amber eyes. he had just blinked, unsure what to make of their reaction, but you were already pulling him along before he could assure to the scare actor he didn't mean to cause any fear.

truly, he's never seen you look so motivated before, walking quickly, brimming with determination as you reason, “the sooner we get out of here, the sooner these people will stop—”

“there's one beside you right now, love. to your right,” he warns. you jump anyway, lifting his hand intertwined with yours in front of your like a weapon. he just rubs his thumbs against your knuckles, “shall we continue?”

you squeeze his hand before clearing your throat, standing straight like you didn't just screech like a child. “of course! everything's fine, i'm fine ahah.”

“i never said you weren't,” he says softly, letting you choose to either lead or let him. allowing you to set your own pace, flins will reassure you that he's got you, even if you are practically dragging him through the dark halls.

you remind him of a fox. beautiful, charming, and skittish. easily flustered, yet intelligent when you want to be.

he could go on for hours listing all the reasons he loves you, yet if he could pick one, in this moment? the way you hold him like he isn't dangerous. you hold him like he's someone trustworthy, someone who will protect you, who won't cause harm. not many look at him like that, not with that.. softness.

if you get too scared, he'll let you ride on his back for the duration of the haunted house. honestly, it makes the whole experience better. youre less worried and more thrilled, chuckling as he purposefully walks through a spiderweb. don't worry, he'll help pick it out of your hair after, he's just enjoying the experience for now.

bro probably feels at home here—

will ask you later how you even found this place. admired the wood quality and craftsmanship, though thought the decorations were lacking realistic features. dead people look nothing like these so called ‘zombies’.

gentleman down to his very core, yet.. painfully oblivious to social cues. will charm the scare actors without realising they are paid to attempt to frighten him. "my, that coat looks stunning. may i ask which animal that fur belongs to?" "i'm kyryll chudomirovich flins, but feel free to call me flins." "that is a beautiful jewel there, may i purchase it?"

as.. strange as that is, you will admit, his unbotheredness does make this whole place easier to get through. his calm eases your nerves after awhile, which he notices, so continues being.. well, himself.

a/n; flins is actually so rushed i'm sorry, i just wanted to finish this quickly so i can get back to lyrot 😔💔

[ananeuvii]

COVER ME IN.. PUMPKIN SPICE ?

synopsis; spending halloween with your bf! full of cuddles (kazuha), pumpkin carving (wanderer), trick or treating (venti), and exploring a haunted house (flins).

contains; kazuha, wanderer (purely for @scaraobsession), venti (purely for @ventilmn), flins (purely because it's his bday) 💌

tags/genre; fluff , mentions of stabbing , mentions of dead people and zombies .

a/n; happy (late) birthday flins! i felt like kazuha cuddles.. and got this.. also yes, i'm late, i tried to finish it on time so sorry if it's a bit rushed 🥹 and another note, i've never actually tried pumpkin spice lattes as one, i'm lactose intolerant (weak ahh guts ik😔), and two, halloween isn't in autumn/fall for me and it's not pumpkin season :/

K.KAZUHA — WRAP ME IN YOUR ARMS

laughter can be heard outside, gentle rain pattering against the glass of the mondstadt inn you and kazuha stay in.

it's warm, fire flickering idly inside the soot coated hearth. despite the multitude of crowds offering all sorts of activities, the both of you have decided to stay in. he doesn't mind the time spent with you, and honestly, you just didn't want to get wet.

and so here you sit, under a shared blanket, with one of his arms wrapped around your waist. his other hand holds a lidded cup, identical to yours. a pumpkin spice latte.

you've heard you either love it or hate it, and so decided, hey, since neither you nor kazuha has tried it, tonight's the night!

“it's very.. pumpkin,” you muse after the first sip, not quite sure what to make of it. it's sweet, which you assume is the doing of the whipped cream and cinnamon, but also.. pungent, almost spicy in it's sharpness. it's.. certainly something.

but clearly not off-putting, as you take another curious sip. “my love, i think that's why it's called a pumpkin spice latte,” kazuha remarks, almost cheekily so.

your head whips to the blond, glaring at him.

“don't start,” you warn, though more teasingly than actually threatening.

he hums, the flames nearby illuminating his soft features, and the playful smirk gracing his lips. after another moment, he changes the subject. “i quite like the taste.”

“i don't mind it, i guess,” you reply. “let me try yours.”

“we got the same thing,” he muses, letting you shift closer to him (which is impressive, because you were already glued to his side as is) and sit up.

you roll your eyes, even with the knowledge he most likely can't see it, before retorting, “what if they made yours better than mine?”

kazuha takes a sip calmly, swirling the cup slight as he replies. “i guess you can have a little bit.”

before you can eagerly swipe his drink, he places two fingers under your chin, and places his lips on yours. really, you can't taste any of his drink by this, but you're not complaining. not when his lips softly meet yours as if in apology. as if he's lucky to even be breathing the same air as you, his beloved muse.

you're the first to pull away.

“satisfied?”

“no,” you reply plainly, swiftly taking his latte faster than he can react. hey! that's not fair, his guard was lowered—

“yours is nicer!” you exclaim, handing back your cup with a grin. he blinks, and doesn't complain, not at seeing your content smile.

“happy halloween, my love," he whispers before pulling you closer.

“happy halloween, kazu.”

the both of you ended up falling asleep in each other's arms not long after, the fire's warmth and the comfort of each other's presence lulling you to rest easily.

yes, he did manage to steal a sip of yours (formerly his) when you were too busy playing with a strand of his hair to notice. you were right, that one really was made nicer, and you should never underestimate this man's ability to steal just because he has soft, adoring words.

murmured poetry to you until your breath steadied completely, and then drank the rest of both yours and his own lattes. he actually really likes them, and if you like it too, he'll get you both some in the morning.

didn't dress up, as you two didn't go out, but did offer to wear matching couple outfits beforehand.

⤵︎

"On Halloween's dark, mystical night, Your love is a jack-o'-lantern's warm light. In a sea of ghosts, ghouls, and frights, You are the most hauntingly beautiful sight."

WANDERER — CARVE OUR INITIALS

“pleaseeeeeee?”

“no. i refuse to walk around begging for candy like some.. fool,” wanderer replies, refusing to go trick or treating with you for the fifth time tonight.

you've been trying to convince him for awhile now, and at some point nahida spotted you two. “if i may, can i offer a compromise?” the young ruler asks.

you tilt your head, curious despite being stubbornly set on wanting to do something. “yeah?”

“what if, instead of trick or treating, you two do pumpkin carving? that way y/n, you both still participate in a halloween festivity, and wanderer, you don't have to talk to anyone but her!”

wanderer and you blink in sync, long enough that nahida fiddles with her dress, before you exclaim, “you're a genius!” you pick her up in a warm hug, spinning her theatrically, which earns a scoff from wanderer, who crosses his arms as if that can hide his softened gaze.

he doesn't argue, both because nahida has perfect logic, and because he likes the excuse to stab something.

the dendro archon giggles, white hair bouncing like a bauble before you place her down gently. “enjoy your halloween, you two.”

right as she's about to leave, wanderer speaks up. “what are you doing for this stupid holiday anyway?” nahida blinks, clearly having not expected the question.

“i.. don't actually have anything planned—” you don't need more.

you grab her by her hand, and drag her towards you and your boyfriend. “well i’m not letting you spend it alone, so you're coming with us!”

nahida hesitates, not wanting to intrude, but when wanderer says, “come on,” her whole face lights up.

the three of you buy ripe pumpkins, nahida offering to pay in exchange for your company tonight.

you and wanderer end up arguing over the better design, which at some point went from bickering to flirting.. so nahida just finishes the designs with a fond, knowing grin. she doesn't mention the fact wanderer carved your initials on the inside, or the fact there's a heart around both the letters. nor does she mention the 'if you see this wan-wan, i love you <3' written on the inside of yours.

they end up looking absolutely beautiful. “yours looks like a deceased cat,” he says. “you look like a deceased cat.”

the dendro archon hovers her hands over the hollow vegetables, before they begin to glow a soft green from the inside, illuminating the designs, before you all place them outside the sanctuary of surasthana.

“you.. did better than i expected, y/n.” he ends up whispering when you two are alone, walking through the now empty grand bazaar. “careful baby, it sounds like you love me,” you tease. “i do. you idiot."

VENTI — WE WON FAIR AND SQUARE

the night coats mondstadt in starlight, decorations buzzing with life as people in costumes knock at doors. people, such as you and venti!

the bard wears flashy metal armour, attire you're sure is heavier than he makes it look, but he insists, “it's worth it so long as i get to be your knight is shining amour, my love!”

you're dressed up as a witch. nothing fancy, but as beautiful as the air is playful tonight. (thank you lisa). warm winds swirl through the markets, twirling around signs and swiftly circling doors, laughter and chatter a peaceful constant.

as you and your partner walk hand in hand, you spot a certain alchemist with his sister and the cavalry captain of favonius. klee is dressed up as a vampire, not wanting to go as a witch as.. she technically is one already, no?

“y/n! venti!!” the young girl exclaims, running towards you both eagerly before jumping in your arms. you catch her effortlessly, spinning her once before placing her down. “how do i look?” she asks, wide eyes blinking up at you both.

“positively delightful, windblume!” venti compliments with a chuckle. klee nods.

the blonde smiles brightly, gesturing proudlg at kaeya and albedo. “and look at them! i got them to dress up as mario and luigi!” albedo adjusts the white gloves he's wearing, and kaeya tugs at his red hat in emphasis.

“i am unaware of who she speaks of, but she had fun acquiring these outfits for us,” her brother informs, factual as ever.

“gotta say, while red isn't my favourite colour, i certainly pull it off, no?” the cavalry captain purrs, winking (?) teasingly.

venti just side-eyes him, which makes kaeya dramatically gasp, one of his hands hitting his heart. "i'm literally the prettiest person to wear red ever! look at diluc, then me!"

“well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, i suppose..” is all your boyfriend says, a chuckle escaping your lips before you can stop it.

“enough talking! i want my candyyy,” klee whines. “trick or treating! trick or treating!” she begins to chant.

kaeya laughs, and albedo sighs. “please be patient, klee. miss alice has already said we are to go trick or treating.”

“can me and y/n join?” venti suddenly asks. your eyebrows furrow, head whipping toward the bard. “windblumeee, we have nothing else to do, come onn!!” he whines.

you blink. “come on, princess. we can even make it a competition?” kaeya adds unhelpfully. klee's chanting only gets louder, clearly in a means to convince you.

under your lover's theatrical pout, kaeya's persistence, klee's cheering, and even albedo's gaze softly urging you to participate, as there is no harm, you relent. “fine,” sighing, you take venti’s hand as he begins to drag you off.

“winner is whoever gets the most! loses owes the other a bottle of wine!” the bard sing-songs excitedly.

“and klee gets to eat all their candy!!” klee adds before she's dragging the men by their hands.

the five of you gather under windrise to count, albedo setting up a picnic blanket.

you and venti won. (he used the wind to steal more candy once you took some from a bowl that said ‘one piece only please').

klee still manages to steal half of yours anyway, not that either of you mind.

idle chatter fills the silence, your hand tangling with venti's as he muses pictures in the stars. “none of them shine as bright as your eyes though, my celilia.”

as you two leave, klee runs up and hands you a sheet of paper. opening it, you see a picture of you all. venti and you leaning on the tall tree, albedo and kaeya talking, and klee in the middle with a big grin. “for you!”

K.C.FLINS — WHERE ARE WE?

you, for all your faux confidence, are the most easily startled person flins knows. it's not even that you find the place scary, you've seen worse with a boyfriend that tends to a cemetery. it's just.. you get caught very easily off guard.

which means by the time you're halfway through the haunted house, you're gripping flins the way a warrior would grip their sword in battle. not that he minds.

he isn't phased. at all. a person dressed as a clown tried to sneak up on him, and then ended up moving back at catching his unnatural amber eyes. he had just blinked, unsure what to make of their reaction, but you were already pulling him along before he could assure to the scare actor he didn't mean to cause any fear.

truly, he's never seen you look so motivated before, walking quickly, brimming with determination as you reason, “the sooner we get out of here, the sooner these people will stop—”

“there's one beside you right now, love. to your right,” he warns. you jump anyway, lifting his hand intertwined with yours in front of your like a weapon. he just rubs his thumbs against your knuckles, “shall we continue?”

you squeeze his hand before clearing your throat, standing straight like you didn't just screech like a child. “of course! everything's fine, i'm fine ahah.”

“i never said you weren't,” he says softly, letting you choose to either lead or let him. allowing you to set your own pace, flins will reassure you that he's got you, even if you are practically dragging him through the dark halls.

you remind him of a fox. beautiful, charming, and skittish. easily flustered, yet intelligent when you want to be.

he could go on for hours listing all the reasons he loves you, yet if he could pick one, in this moment? the way you hold him like he isn't dangerous. you hold him like he's someone trustworthy, someone who will protect you, who won't cause harm. not many look at him like that, not with that.. softness.

if you get too scared, he'll let you ride on his back for the duration of the haunted house. honestly, it makes the whole experience better. youre less worried and more thrilled, chuckling as he purposefully walks through a spiderweb. don't worry, he'll help pick it out of your hair after, he's just enjoying the experience for now.

bro probably feels at home here—

will ask you later how you even found this place. admired the wood quality and craftsmanship, though thought the decorations were lacking realistic features. dead people look nothing like these so called ‘zombies’.

gentleman down to his very core, yet.. painfully oblivious to social cues. will charm the scare actors without realising they are paid to attempt to frighten him. "my, that coat looks stunning. may i ask which animal that fur belongs to?" "i'm kyryll chudomirovich flins, but feel free to call me flins." "that is a beautiful jewel there, may i purchase it?"

as.. strange as that is, you will admit, his unbotheredness does make this whole place easier to get through. his calm eases your nerves after awhile, which he notices, so continues being.. well, himself.

a/n; flins is actually so rushed i'm sorry, i just wanted to finish this quickly so i can get back to lyrot 😔💔

[ventilmn]

WAIT OH MY GOSH ???? 🥺🫶🏻 I LOVE YOU ANA HELLOOOO??? 😭 IM EATING THIS UP WTH WAIT I GOTTA SAVOR THIS LMAOOAOAISIIISIENWBWNJENW THANK YOU BABES 🥹

[ventilmn]

bbg just asked me who’s rex lapis if morax is zhongli 🫩

[ananeuvii]

I said I wouldn't fall to the flins hype... why is there two oneshots of him in my drafts..

[ventilmn]

[i-hate-venti]

Gay

Gay ass response

[ananeuvii]

— YOU'RE THE FATHER (fr this time) !!

synopsis; being pregnant was a funny joke, right? wrong, there's a child in your stomach!

part 2. part 1 here.

contains; aether, heizou, wanderer, kazuha, xiao, venti.

request here.

a/n; lowk rushed, i have a lot of different projects on but still wanna make content for you guys <3

[ananeuvii]

— CALL ME DADDY !!

synopsis; pranking the genshin men by texting them "you're the father" without any context.

warnings; suggestive, crack.

contains; xiao, venti, heizou, kazuha, wanderer, aether.

request here. requested part two here.

[ventilmn]

vacation mode is onnnn for me y’allll 🫶🏻 but i promise i’m writing HAHAHAHA this is the best time to write for me hehe but i’ll probably post them in november 2nd or 3rd bcs thats when my classes will start 🥰

[ventilmn]

THE NEW THEME HELLO?? IM IN LOVE *more than I already was) WIFEY, ITS SO PRETTYYYY😍😍

not as beautiful as you, but a close second😉😘

YOU MAKE ME BLUSH STAODOODPEPSP 🙈🫶🏻

[ventilmn]

HIHIHI BABY I HOPE EVERYTHING'S OK 😍😍😍 LOVE YOU AND REMEMBER TO REST AND NOT OVERWORK YOURSELF🫶🫶

ANAAAA !! 🥰🫶🏻 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR STOPPING BYYY OMGGG ILYSM TOO YOU ALR KNOW 😛 TAKE TIME FOR YOURSELF TOO OKAAY? im on vaca right now 🏝️ mweheehehe

[ananeuvii]

自我介绍; 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 — ananiel , she / her , twenty , entp , leo , bisexual , side blog ; @ananiel-luvs

if it's a seven hour flight or a fourty-five minute drive, in my imagination you're waiting..

requests; open. asks; open.

M.LIST #1 , M.LIST #2 , REQUEST RULES , CHARACTER WRITING TIPS ,

CURRENTLY — lyrot

think fast ! support/follow ⇢ @ventilmn !!

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ HEAD IN THE CLOUDS — BUT MY GRAVITY'S CENTERED . . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

[okukura]

BURNER

꩜. 26 - suits you (🎞️)

so far so good. though things were off to a rather awkward start with both you and xiao barely talking to each other (you were trying desperately to calm your racing heartbeat, while xiao, unbeknownst to you, was doing the exact same thing). things have gone relatively smoothly since then, as smooth as your rapidly beating heart would allow anyway.

the both of you decided to play a little game of 21 questions as a means to get to know each other more thoroughly. through this, you've learned many new things about the guy currently sitting opposite of you. with those new information, came new ideas for your works.

would it be weird if you started taking notes of what he liked and didn't like? yeah, probably. thankfully you decided against it.

it was currently your turn to ask him a question. to be specific, your tenth one.

"do play any sports?" you asked out loud.

he nods, "martial arts."

his replies were mostly short, not that you minded. you were just happy to spend time with him (even if it was for a project and not, well, an actual date. but you’ll get there… hopefully).

"really? that's so cool! which one?" though its technically against the rules to ask a follow-up question, you just couldn't help yourself. it wasn’t every day you got to learn more about xiao.

"wushu." seeing your slightly confused and curious expression, he decides to elaborate. "to put it simply, It’s... chinese martial arts," he explains, pausing as if searching for the right words. "but less about fighting and more about balance and control. you learn how to move with purpose, not just throw punches blindly."

you nodded slowly, signaling that you understood. "woah sounds amazing. you must like it huh? you seem passionate about it!" you smile out of genuine adoration.

xiao froze for a moment, your adoring smile catching him completely off guard. archons, and here he thought the usual you was already distracting enough.

trying to compose himself, he cleared his throat and coughs into his hand in an attempt to hide how flustered he was getting. "...my turn,"

"why do you enjoy writing?" it took a moment to fully register what he said.

"huh?" you blinked. enjoy writing? how did xiao know that? you don't remember telling him about that little hobby of yours. If you recall correctly, you’re not exactly known for it . at least, not publicly. the only people who know about that side of you are the ones who follow you on twitter.

wait. DOES THAT MEAN XIAO IS AWARE OF YOUR TWITTER ACTIVITIES?

your eyes practically bulged out of your head. "w-writing?" you stammered, horror lacing your voice. great. not only did you stutter, but now he definitely knew you were freaking out.

xiao blinked, momentarily thrown off. realizing he slipped off, quickly collects himself. "I… saw your tweets a few times," he said, voice a little quieter now. "I read some of your works, you write really well." he stopped himself before he could say more, before the truth about how much he liked them (and you) could escape.

at a loss of words, you could only look at him. you prayed to the archons above he wouldn't notice how strangely similar some of the scenarios you wrote were to the scenes the both of you went through together.

"oh, I see... um, well, I guess writing is enjoyable because it allows me to do whatever I want..? sorry, I'm not making any sense, am I?" a low laugh escapes your lips, though unexpectedly, xiao hums thoughtfully.

you took that as a sign to continue.

"there aren't really any rules to writing, well at least not to me. it helps me understand and explore my thoughts more, if that makes sense? sometimes I feel like I have so many things jumbled in my head but once I start writing, everything slowly untangles. kind of like a string being unknotted!" you rambled off, sounding more passionate than usual.

xiao finds himself watching you closely. he likes that look in your eyes, the one you get when you talk about something you're passionated about. it makes him feel closer to you, somehow.

"I've always had trouble sorting through my thoughts," you admit, fiddling with your fingers. "so much so that I just end up stressing myself out. a friend of mine noticed and suggested I try writing anything that comes to mind and I've never been the same since! in a good way of course." you let out a giggle, eyes shining brightly.

what he didn't know was that the thing that made your friend xingqiu suggest writing in the first place was no other than him.

xiao feels something warm bloom in his chest and he thinks he might've just fallen for you all over again.

then you seem to finally realize how quiet xiao was being. "ah sorry! I didn't mean to ramble like that.. just forget it, I'm just being silly haha." your voice grows smaller and you look away, suddenly all too aware of his gaze.

xiao almost frowns at this.

"you're not being silly," he says quietly, shaking his head. "if it makes you feel at ease… then it’s worth doing." he glances at you, his expression unreadable. "you should keep doing it, it suits you." his eyes linger on you for another moment before he looks away, as if realizing he said too much.

you wonder what he meant by that.

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[ventilmn]

thank you my loves! for all the support on oasis 🥺🫶🏻 (i see you childe enjoyers i love you guys actually 😜) love love loveeee reading all your comments and asks! to all the new readers of oasis, thank you!

the first part of the series is done and i’m still working on the second part. this might take a long while guys im sorry 😭 but best believe that i will finish it. just not now lol.

with that said, i’ll hiatus oasis for now! tag list will still be open until we reach the 50 mark and my writing for this series won’t stop until i’ve reached the end 🫶🏻 i just don’t want to post something that is rushed and not thought out enough 😔 (because you guys deserve the best)

soooo, yeah! 🫶🏻 for the time being, i’ll post more for different characters like flins lol (im coping bcs i didn’t get him)

my requests are originally closed but feel free to send in thoughts 💗 imagines, or ideas on what i should write next ! maybe i’ll do the ones i find interesting to write 🥰 hehehe

thank you again!

valentine 💌