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QUICK ANGSTY REQUEST!!! diluc telling reader that he can't be with her because he's putting her in too much danger and reader's like "you can't just say that to me" Please please please im hungry for angst right now. I also posted this on your other blog because im annoying 🤠 but just ignore it if you can't do it

Warning: angst / comfort

A-n: I cried the whole time writing this …

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This … this couldn’t be true, right? It had to be a cruel joke that someone put him up to, a farce, a nightmare that’s what it was. Only a nightmare but, no matter how many times you shook your head, how hard you dug your nails into your skin, how desperately you swallowed the pain building in your throat, nothing woke you up.

This was real.

It was all far to real.

“Don’t … don’t say that.” You stepped toward him, hand shakily extended to reach for the arm that once held you so carefully, so protectively close to the pounding heart you never wanted to stop hearing. You reached, but the heart shattering reality broke you when he took a step away.

“It’s the only way.”

“It’s not, there are other options!” The agonizing weight of his words felt like boulders and each time he glanced at you only to sigh and turn his head, every single time he spoke with that voice you recognized the first thing in the morning, the voice you’d know through distant fog when nothing else made sense - he made sense, he always made sense. Your hand captured the fabric of your shirt as you eyed him and you did your best to ignore the stinging in your nose.

“… to keep you safe. It’s too — I’m too dangerous, I’ll only hurt you too.” The hair you knew the feeling of, knew the comfort of from the countless times you’d passed your fingers through it now shielded his face from your vision and the removal of him ripped away another part of you.

“I’m capable, you told me yourself.”

“Not for this. You nearly got yourself killed and for what?” His tone turned harsh but his shoulders angled themselves just enough so you could see the color of him.

It hurt, to hear him get angry at you, to hear his tone slip into one you’d only ever heard directed at annoying bar-goers, but what hurt most of all was the fact that he saw so little of his own life as if it wasn’t worth sacrificing everything for. “For what? For you, I couldn’t just —“

“That’s exactly my point, Y/N!” He turned and you saw his eyes. The knee-rattling, breath stealing torment he held in those eyes made the tears fall down your cheeks. Where you crying from your own heartbreak or empathizing with his own. “I will not see you destroy yourself for me.”

“It’s my life!” He scoffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. You knew that tactic, you’d employed it many times when trying to hold the tears and emotions at bay but, right now, you were merely a victim to your crumbling heart.

“Why are you being so stubborn?”

What a stupid question. “… because I l-love you.” Your lip quivered, the breath you exhaled stuttered like a teakettle just beginning to reach the right temperature. “With everything that I am … I love you.”

He turned to you, eyes shaded by the color of the burning dawn and you felt your tears cool as they curved around your jaw. Even before he began to speak, long before you heard his words you were already shaking your head to avoid them. “Y/N, I don’t …”

“Please, don’t say that to me. Anything I beg you. Hate me, curse me, walk away and don’t look back but, archons, don’t say you don’t love me.” Trembling, you covered your mouth and hid from him. “I couldn’t take it.”

The soft sobs you couldn’t hold back anymore began to fill the room, your cheeks were soaked in the heartbreak erupting from every inch of your being. The man you loved, the man you’d stand next to come hell or high water was also the man currently creating a hell you were sure you wouldn’t survive, and the thought of that broke you.

Time moved so slowly and you were certain if you lifted your wilted face from your palms you’d find yourself utterly alone. It was so quiet that when you heard the sound of his footsteps the pressure of your fingers against your forehead felt nothing compared to the silent wail from your lips.

Warmth, heat, arms so strong you could be crushed by them.

The steady beat of a heart you memorized the rhythm of pounded in your ear while fingers you loved to touch weaved into the hair you were sure was a disaster.

Confused, emotionally overwhelmed sobs became muffled in a coat you knew the scent of, the feel of, and when your nails dug into the fabric the tears you wept dampened the cloth.

“Why are you so stubborn.” He asked, voice strained as he pulled you so close to him you thought you’d suffocate but were so ready to accept that fate. You could feel him shaking, or was that from your own rattled heart and tired arms you snaked around his shoulders, under his hair, and stretched yourself until the floor seemed like an afterthought.

“I-I le-learned from so-someone I care ver-very deeply f-f-for.” You stuttered against him, face twisting to bury itself in his neck while he did the same to yours and the feeling of his breath there forced a sound of relief from your throat. The two of you embraced for an unbelievably long time. The comfort of his arms around you, the heat radiating off of him it drowned out everything else, even the tingling pain in your legs as you pushed against him felt so far away.

Diluc tightened the hug so much you groaned; it was his emotions getting the better of him so you returned his intensity with a squeeze of your own. “I was so … scared.” He whispered, fingers adding pressure to your back and slightly pulling your hair.

“I’m sorry.”

“The darkness, the evil and corruption that follows everywhere I go means you are always at risk.” Nodding your head, you pushed his hair away from his neck and curled your fingers around his coat. “If I were to … if it took you …”

“It won’t.” He was shaking again, his voice becoming muffled by your shoulder and trying to pull his head to where you could see was like pulling a tree from the ground, roots this deep were nearly impossible to sever. “H-hey.” You called to him, forehead pressing against his before he could hide away from you again. Your thumbs brushed away his damp cheeks, eyes searching his before they closed. “I love you, okay?” His hands gripped onto the fabric of your shirt and you stumbled more into him. “I will fight.”

“Y/N-“

“Hold on.” Your fingers rested against his lips and your heart flipped at the touch. “For me, I’ll fight. For Teyvat, I’ll fight. I’ll fight every day if it means you get to be here and, and …” You stopped him from speaking even if the sensation of his lips grazing your skin made you weak. “I know you’ll do the same for me. We are a team. I won’t abandon you just because it gets a little scary … so … don’t abandon me.”

The tears welled up in your eyes. The crooked and tight smile you shared with him was an attempt to hold back the feelings threatening to spill out for the hundredth time but the sigh that escaped you out when his hand cupped your cheek tipped the scale.

“It’ll be dangerous.”

“I don’t care.”

“Why?” His lips were right there, so close, so warm you could feel the heat of them, the heat of his breath.

“You know why.”

“Say it again, please.”

“I love you, with all that I have I lo-“ Diluc captured your words on the lips that could banish the darkness, the lips that curled into a smile you’d never stop protecting, the lips that called your name and now, as he kissed you as if to give you his life, they became the lips that held yours.

⠀𐔌 . ⋮ the chase .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

ʚ motorcyclist! xiao x fem, ballerina! reader ɞ

synopsis: a chance encounter amidst traffic fleeting like the wind, a ribbon tying you two together yet why were you both foolish enough to not ask for names?

genres: romance (implied mutual attraction), modern au + smau.

word count: 680.

author's note: this was gonna be a kuni fic but thinking about it, i think he'd just smack your hand playfully LMAO- but this fic was created by my brainrot induced by this video ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹.

‎‧₊ ─ masterlist .ᐟ ༘

As the car comes to a stop within a sea of traffic, you sigh tiredly as your eyes drift to your bag.

Frustration blooms within you as you inwardly wince, remembering that your current pointe shoes are basically dead and that you’d have to break in new pointe shoes when you get home.

But with the reminder of you not fully grasping your piece during rehearsals, the frustration welling inside you explodes in a quiet storm in your mind.

Tugging the silk ribbon from your hair, your locks descend down your shoulders in waves, before you’re lowering the window.

Putting your hand through the window, the silk ribbon flutters softly in the night breeze and you pause as you question whether you should let it go, the ribbon—and ballet.

But just as you were about to let the ribbon flutter away, a warm and unfamiliar hand encompasses yours gently.

Your eyes shoot up to meet deep amber ones, red eyeliner lining his sharp eyes as locks of black and turquoise peek from his helmet, his face hidden by the mask beneath his motorcycle helmet.

The man gently closes your hand into a fist, securing the ribbon in your grasp as he gently nudges your hand back into the car. 

“You should put your hands back in the car,” He hums and you find yourself entranced by the lull of his voice, deep and soothing—alluring. 

The man turns his head to face the road yet he keeps eye contact by looking at your through the corner of his eyes, “It’s dangerous.”

He’s gone as fast as he had unexpectedly arrived as traffic begins to move and only then are you able to realize what had just happened.

You feel heat rise to your cheeks as your bottom lip slightly falls, your stomach twisting and turning and you swear there’s a whole swarm of butterflies in your stomach.

Swallowing thickly, your fingers absentmindedly played with the ribbon, tying it into a cute bow.

And as traffic begins to lessen and the driver accelerates, the loud roar of a motorcycle catches your attention.

Instinctively grabbing your phone, you snap a blurry picture of the cute motorcyclist hoping to find him once more.

Boldly, you roll down the window once more as the car speeds up, unwittingly chasing the motorcyclist who unknowingly caught your eyes as your hand tightens around the ribbon in your grasp.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Xiao quickly revs his bike, weaving through traffic before a flailing hand enters the corner of his vision.

Curiosity blooms within him and he takes the bait as he slows his bike to match the car’s speed.

Being mindful to stay aware of his surroundings, his eyes meet yours once more and a small smile tugs at his lips as he recognizes you as the one from before.

Pretty. He thinks as he finally takes you in, too engrossed in informing you to keep your hands in the car to have noticed your beauty prior.

But you gently wave your hand in the wind, a smile stretching across your face as Xiao brings up his hand to grab whatever you’re holding.

He sees a faint flash of pink as your fingers brush against his and he swears he feels a buzz of electricity dance atop his skin.

The car speeds up and you maintain eye contact with him, a coy yet sweet smile on your face as you wave him goodbye.

Xiao is struck by a sudden fluttering in his stomach that distracts him enough for the car to enter the maze of cars along the freeway.

Realizing that he's lost your car, he sighs as he understands it'd be troublesome revving his bike through traffic to chase you.

Instead, he allows his eyes to drift down to what you had given him.

A baby pink silken ribbon tied into a cute bow.

A smile graces his face as he huffs amusedly behind his mask. His hand tightens around the bow as he quickly shoves it into the pocket of his jacket, noting to tie it to his bike’s keys.

© 2024 𝐌𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆-𝐈𝐕. do not copy, repost, share, or translate any of my works to tiktok, instagram, and/or any other websites/platforms.

⠀𐔌 . ⋮ balsam flowers and plum blossoms .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

ʚ general! scaramocuche x fem, courtesan! reader ɞ

synopsis: having been forced to leave his clan temporarily, kunikuzushi assists the heir apparent of liyue in a upcoming border conflict. while there, like a balsam flower blooming in the early fall's frost, your rosy lips and dusty rouge eye make-up draws him in. in a game of go, the unbeatable inazuman tactician finally tastes defeat at your hands.

genres: romance, mild smut, slight angst.

rating: mature, 18+ (mdni).

content warnings: indirect mentions of war, implied smut, mentions of pleasure houses (but reader doesn't really partake), unclear timeskips.

reader specifications: reader is detailed to wear red eyeshadow and red lipstick, it's also noted that reader has long enough hair to pin back.reader is also called 'xiyue' but it is merely an alias.

word count: 2.79k

author's note: this fic is heavily inspired by fengxian and lakan from the apothecary diaries and reader's make-up and attire is based off of fengxian's ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

‎‧₊ ─ masterlist .ᐟ ༘

Scaramouche’s eyes linger on the letter sent from his mother, the current head of the Raiden clan and he’s too irritated to roll his eyes at her nagging. 

“Throwing me out to accomplish big feats for the glory of the clan,” He sarcastically snarls. “My ass.”

Shaking his head, he tosses the piece of parchment into the fireplace in his temporary office Xiao had provided him, opening the balcony doors before he gazes at Liyue’s bustling streets. 

“General Scaramouche,” Heizou Shikanoin remarks from the other side as the said man’s eyes flit over to his direction.

“Enter.”

“Blessings to the moon of the Inazuman empire,” Heizou murmurs the greeting addressed to the heir apparent of Inazuma.

Handing the general the documents, Scaramouche simply skims over its contents, removing the unimportant ones before waving his hand dismissively. 

Recalling a certain albino haired man, Heizou puts in, “Y’know, I heard of a courtesan that’s unbeaten in Go.”

He inwardly grins as he catches the glimmer of curiosity in Scaramouche’s dark blue eyes. 

“Unbeaten, huh?” Scaramouche simpers haughtily, placing the documents down, interest blooming within him.

“Where?”

“The Yuanfen House in the Red-Light District,” Scaramouche’s nose crinkles ever so slightly before he’s motioning Heizou to the door.

As they make their way to the aforementioned district beneath the starry night of Liyue, Scaramouche can’t help but question, “Who mentioned this to you?”

It's at his words does Heizou chuckle, “Who else besides Kazuha? He’s mentioned repeatedly about how you’re such a shut-in.” Scaramouche glares at his friend causing Heizou to burst out laughing.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

After speaking to the Yuanfen owner, Lihua, the detective motions Scaramouche to a table at the upper levels of the pleasure house.

“Who am I to meet?” It’s a simple and blunt question as he seats himself, his indigo eyes landing on the Go board placed on the table.

Heizou stands at the sidelines, a little ways away from his lord. “The Balsam Flower Maiden of the Yuanfen House, Xiyue is what the owner called her.” His answer is satisfactory as Scaramouche recalls the meaning of each character.

Joyous, rare. He shakes his head as he sets up his black Go stones, rolling them in his palm as he waits for his opponent.

Before long, he hears the rustle of silk fabrics and the soft chimes of metal and beaded hair pins but Scaramouche doesn’t bother looking up.

“You first.” He mutters absentmindedly, fingers tapping quietly against the table.

Scaramouches eyes move from the wide Yuanfen House doors exposing the people walking by to the Go board. He hears a soft hum and more people crowd around him and the courtesan.

It was bound to stir attention: the unbeaten courtesan of the Yuanfen House and the formidable Inazuman tactician and general exchangig calculated blows in a game of Go.

As the courtesan places her white Go stone on the board, a hint of a soft red hue catches his eyes.

Without skipping a beat, Scaramouche is quick to place his own stone, his twilight blue eyes latching on the courtesan’s red tinted nails.

She’s good. He muses, eyeing her abrupt and unexpected moves. But she’s a mere frog in a well.

Soon, he immerses himself in the match, finding himself entertained by her moves and playing style.

But that amusement is quickly shut down as his eyes assess the board. Murmurs from the audience fill his ears much to his annoyance.

I lost. Scaramouche thinks simply, but as he looks at the board further, he realizes he was corner masterfully, having utterly beaten him.

When was the last time I lost this badly? He questions, pursing his lips in mild indignation.

Letting out a quiet sigh, his indigo eyes finally look up and he meets beautiful e/c eyes that seem to sparkle.

With a rosy hue dusted on the outer corners of your eyes and red painted lips, Scaramouche finds himself frozen—captivated almost.

Eyes defiant, and like the smell of the balsam flower that surrounds you, your resinous eyes held a sweet gaze.

Swallowing thickly, Scaramouche composes himself as he gestures for another match of Go, not only captivated by your beauty but your way with the game as well.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Nights thereafter, Scaramouche always finds himself at the doors of the Yuanfen House, consistently buying all your time for the night, barring any man from seeing you.

He ignores Heizou’s smug grin and Kazuha’s faint smile, choosing your company over theirs, finding the silence between you comfortable and serene, the faint smell of balsam flowers sticking to you sweet and addicting.

Game after game, many nights since he’s first fought you in the game of Go, was he able to finally learn of your true name.

Y/n.

Scaramuche finds it pleasant and sweet, rolling off his tongue like honey easily compared to the name Lihua had bestowed upon you—Xiyue.

But as night bleeds into day and day into night, he gradually gets to know you as you do with him. Soon he learns of your past, how you were born in the pleasure house you now serve.

Regardless of such an odd environment to raise a child in, you muse how Lihua was kind enough to provide an education for you and allow you to retain your purity.

Scaramouche hums, placing his dark stone on the board before his eyes flit over to gaze at you.

Pools of indigo trace your face, studying how your long lashes flutter against the apples of your cheeks, eyes dusted with a red hue, lips tinted south rouge as the rosy plum blossom flower painted on your forehead seems to highlight your beauty even more.

As beautiful as a balsam flower. He finds the thought at the very forefront of his mind.

Your eyes flicker up, meeting his and he spares the board a glance before looking up at you once more, meeting your gaze.

Scaramouche finds himself breathless at the sight of you before him, at your beauty and your intelligence, having bested him once more in Go.

“Scara?” You hum softly and he revels in how your voice seems sweeter when calling for him.

Like a clockwork, his true name tumbles from his lips as his eyes trace your lips. “Kuni.”

“Hm?”

“Kunikuzushi is my real name.” He states simply before collecting your white stones and placing them in your bowl, collecting his soon after.

You smile endearingly as your cheeks redden subtley and he finds himself speechless, the words on his tongue suddenly dying. “Well then, shall we play another game of Go, Kuni?”

His heart aches at how sweetly you say his name and like the fumbling, lovesick fool he is, he nods silently, not trusting his words.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Despite the looming threat of the border conflict plaguing Xiao and Liyue, Scaramouche is quick to finish his paperwork, assigning Inazuman soldiers to the forefront of Liyue’s west border to help aid the young heir.

Yet regardless of the stress and tension between the higher-ups, Kunikuzushi keeps visiting you night after night, buying you for the entire night.

He feels a swell of pride as he catches your eyes twinkle brightly when you see him enter your chambers.

“Miss me?” Kunikuzushi teases, a smug grin on his face as you bite back a smile.

“Says the man who repeatedly buys me out night after night.” You retort as you eye the Go board he places on your table.

“Go? Aren’t you tired of me beating you?”

“Hah?” Kunikuzushi snaps, his words having no heat as all as he resists the urge to grin. “Just you watch, love.”

You smile shyly and his heart skips a beat. “Bring it on, Kuni.” You chime playfully as your fingers place your white stone on the board.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Coming from the Jade palace after discussing battle plans and preparations with Xiao, Kunikuzushi’s keen ears catch wind of your price hiking up steadily.

Choosing to brush off such things, he tosses the bag of mora on the counter before making his way to your chambers, his feet carrying him along the familiar path.

Entering, he sees you painting your nails with balsam flower paste. Your eyes catch his and he knows his own soften exponentially.

He’s unfamiliar and clumsy with such longing blooming in his chest and so, he turns to one of the few things he’s keenly familiar with.

“Go?”

You smile but he catches that it doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

As your game continues, Kunikuzushi eyes you softly and he’s beginning to understand that there’s something amiss simmering in your eyes.

He’s quick to place his stone after you had just done so, but your hand lingers, fingers caressing his before you’re lacing your hand with his. Kunikuzushi’s eyes quickly snap to yours and he’s taken off guard with the raw emotions swirling through them.

Swallowing thickly, he tugs you towards him, his lips descending on yours—sweet and desperate—as your fingers tangle themselves in his midnight blue locks.

Kunikuzushi quickly loses himself in your lips, your touch, your taste as he finds himself addicted, yearning for more. Your hands tug at his clothes as his own slide your silken garments off your shoulders, his hands easily plucking out your hair pins before they wander all over your body, squeezing gently.

Pulling away for air, you pant hotly against his lips. And before he knows it, his hand cups the nape of your neck, bringing your lips against his once more.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Kunikuzushi kisses your lips, pulling back as he gazes at you, his heart clenching at the sad, glossy look in your eyes.

He hovers over you, yet with his hands interlaced pinning your own to the silken sheets, Kunikuzushi squeezes your hands three times.

A message, a reminder, an unspoke phrase he’s yet to say.

“What’s with the faraway gaze in your eyes?” He murmurs softly as your lips tremble.

“My price is hiking up and Lihua is tempted to sell me.” It’s a broken whisper and Kunikuzushi dives down gently, kissing your lips hard as his knee settles between your bare thighs, your hands squeezing his.

“Don’t think of them while I’m here with you,” His words are breathy against your lips as he moves his hand to gently hold the nape of your neck, his other hand hooking behind your knee as he raises your leg.

“You’re mine, Y/n, and I won’t let any bastard have you.” His words are quiet but you can catch the underlying heat lining his words.

Your heart feels full as you gaze at the alluring man hovering above you. Pursing your lips in nervousness, you cup his face with your newly freed hands, forcing his dark indigo eyes to fly to yours.

Pulling him closer, your noses nuzzle against each other as your lips ghost over his. Your hand trails to his back, fingers gently tracing his spine as your thumb caresses his cheek.

Beautiful. You think to yourself.

He shudders at your motions and his dark blue eyes seem to become more half-lidded, pooling with lust and longing.

“I love you, Kuni.” You confess quietly, breath glossing over his lips and before you know it, he’s slamming them against your lips as you tangle your hand in his dark tresses.

He’s everywhere; his scent and touch driving you insane, dizzying yet so addicting.

Reluctantly pulling away for air, Kunikuzushi’s eyes seem dazed and drunken-like as he attempts to catch his composure. But with you, bare and ready for him beneath him, he finds it hard to focus.

His heart swells as it feels like it’s overflowing with warmth. He gazes at you sweetly as he thumbs the edge of your kiss-bitten lips, the look in his eyes tugging at your heart.

Kunikuzushi loses himself in your heat as your eyes close in pleasure. His hand gently squeezes yours once, twice—thrice.

“I love you,” He kisses you as you wrap your arms around his neck. “I am yours, Y/n.”

He murmurs against your lips, utterly addicted. “Always.”

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Kunikuzushi wakes up in the dead of night, his eyes tracing your serene features as he pulls you flush against him, his heart thrumming at the feeling of your bare skin against his.

His fingers gently trace the slope of your cheek before his hand cups your cheek. Your eyes sleepily flutter open and the look on his face sends your heart racing.

He places his forehead against yours, noses nuzzling against each other as your eyes close. “I am to leave for the front lines.” Kunikuzushi whispers quietly as your hands interlace with his, squeezing gently in worry.

Squeezing your hand once, twice, thrice—a reassuring and unspoken signal for the words, i love you.

“Do not fret, love. For I will come back and you and I will leave this place,” Kunikuzushi kisses you softly. “Together.”

“Promise?”

He smiles, “Promise.”

Your fingertips trace his cheek softly as his own tilt your chin upwards, “Come back safely to me, Kuni.” You murmur, lips dancing against his.

Kunikuzushi deepens the kiss as your fingers tangle themselves in his indigo locks.

“Always.”

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

The border conflict had taken much longer than he'd anticipated, two months at best but when Kunikuzushi returns to the harbor, he disregards the paperwork and letters littering his office, missing the urgent letters you’ve sent him.

He’s held back from seeing you due to having to close up loose ends with Xiao but once he’s free, he quickly makes his way to the Yuanfen House.

But as Kunikuzushi nears the pleasure house, his ears catch onto news that sends a chill down his spine.

“Did you hear? Someone bought the Balsam Flower Maiden out from the Yuanfen House!”

“Xiyue? No way!”

His eyes widened and his heart beat seemed to echo harshly in his ears. “They beat out the down payment another customer had put in.”

Before he knows it, Kunikuzushi is grabbing the man by his collar, his indigo eyes thundering violently. “When is she being sold?” He snarls and the man pales from the intensity of Kunikuzushi’s eyes, his aura flickering with anger and power.

“T- Today.” Kunikuzushi harshly lets go of the man’s collar before he’s running quickly, his heart aching as panic floods his mind.

He curses himself for being stupid, not having been more careful especially when he knows your price is skyrocketing.

Kicking the door open, he’s demanding to see Lihua, the said woman regarding him with a glare of indifference. “She was bought out.” She states simply as if you were something to be easily disregarded.

His eyes thunder, anger flaring in him as lightning buzzes on his skin. The people within Liyue closest to the harbor’s waters swear they can hear thunder on the horizon.

“I don’t give a damn,” Kunikuzushi growls, fists balling and he doesn’t care to wince at the slight sting his skin radiates when his fingernails dig into his palms.

“I don’t care about the price. I’ll double it, triple it.” He sees the old hag’s eyes sparkle and he feels disgust rise in him. “I want her and only her.”

She smirks, sly and conniving. “She’s all yours.”

Disregarding her words, Kunikuzushi is quick to make his way to your chambers, relief and worry blooming in him.

Opening the doors, he’s greeted with the sweet and slightly spicy, resinous scent of balsam flowers and he finds himself calming down.

Your eyes fly to the door, landing on his figure and they widen in shock. “I’m sorry,” Kunikuzushi admits softly, swallowing harshly as he sees your eyes pool with relief and sadness. “I’m sorry for being so late.”

He isn’t able to say much as your arms are suddenly wrapping around his neck, your scent invading his senses as you bury your face in his shoulder.

Your touch is soothing, calming and in your embrace does he feel less war-torn and he thinks that peace may feel a lot like you.

Kunikuzushi is quick to wrap his arms around your waist as he allows himself to melt into your embrace, placing a kiss on your hairline. “I’m sorry for taking so long.” He apologizes once more and his arms tighten around your waist as he feels your body tremble.

You look up at him and his heart aches seeing unshed tears glaze your pretty eyes. “It’s okay, you’re here now.” You whisper shakily and he wishes he could turn back time to spare you such melancholy.

It’s quiet before you shakily exhale, “I thought I lost you in battle.” Your words are vulnerable and it sends a spike of pain in his chest that lingers.

“Forgive me, my love.” Kunikuzushi murmurs, kissing your lips delicately. “Battered and wrecked, I will always come to you first.”

He holds you closer, “For my heart is so full of you, I can hardly call it my own.”

© 2024 𝐌𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆-𝐈𝐕. do not copy, repost, share, or translate any of my works to tiktok, instagram, and/or any other websites/platforms.

Hi, Raze! How are you? Are you doing well and taking care of yourself? 🥺

I have a request for you since I saw you had it open, but take your time with it, no need to rush 🫂

Can I get one 🍮 with some 💧 for Xiao and a reader who is just feeling insecure about themselves in general (it's one of those days)? You can choose the flavour for whatever is comfortable with you 🤗

Thank you, and just know that you're doing amazing and I'm proud of you for always doing your best <3

Mistakes

Genre: angst, comfort┆pairing: Xiao x reader┆warnings: reader degrading herself, readers mother keeps degrading reader towards everything they do. Crying (if there's more please let me know🙏💕)┆

notes: I had an idea for this a long time ago but I didn't know how to do it properly😭 so here I am, a few months late doing this😖😖. I got carried away and I didn't read your ask properly😭😭 it's supposed to be readers own thought not someone else making reader insecure, so sorry lost I got your request wrong, just ask me again if you want me to redo it, did the first part at like midnight and I was already halfway when I looked back on it 💔💔

Summary:being at one of your family gatherings alone was always sormthing you never looked forward to, even if you did miss your siblings, being the center of attention at the dinning table once all of your relatives took their seat, had tears in your eyes, always saying something about your body, how no man wanted you, how you would never satisfy your boyfriend with how ugly your body looked.

'You look horrendous in those types of clothes ___, did you really think your 'boyfriend' would feel satisfied by your body, I mean you can't even dress properly and act submissive now and you expect him to love you?'.

Those words said by your own mother ringing in your ears on your way home, had tears brimming in your eyes.

They had asked you if you had a boyfriend, you nodded slowly expecting them to berate you, surprisingly they had bakced off and wished you well with xiao. Sitting at the dinner table had more tension then ever before,

"well.. ____, since you have a boyfriend now, when will you introduce him to us" your grandmother started the conversation,

"um, well, maybe in the near future but not now, since hes very busy and his work is very demanding.. " you had kept your gaze on your plate before hearing a bang on the table and the food om your plate lightly lifting off the table

"____! Where are your manners?! Your grandmother is talking to you! Can't you look her in the eyes and show some respect! " your mother screamed at you as your other relatives just kept quiet or looked at you with concern since this was the first time they saw your mother act this way towards you.

Seing that you were visibly shaken, your grandmother interrupts your mother from speaking any further and put her hand over yours.

"____ dear, I think it's time for you to go home and rest, you look like you have been tired, if you want you can call your boyfriend and pick you up? " your grandmother had spoken to you with her gentle voice that comforted you everytime your mother had .

You nodded to your grandmother, before your mother had uttured out a single word, you grabbed your bag and walked out of the house.

Before you went out the door, you heard muffled shouts in the dinner room, you had made out what they were talking about.

"Why did you say that to your child!? Are you out of your mind!" That was the last thing you heard before you walked away from the house you called home.

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Now you're back in your shared home, laying on your bed trying to hold back your tears. You spot your mirror in the corner of your room, walking towards the reflective surface with you in the middle of it. Lifting up your shirt, you look at your stomach, you hated the way it made you look bloated in tight shirts.

You stare at yourself with disgust and frustration, coming closer to the mirror, inspecting every inch of your face seeing the flaws your mother pointed out throughout your entire life.

Your vision becomes blurry from the tears pooling your eyes, wiping your tears away but they kept coming back. You lost your balance and fell down on the floor, sitting on the floor for a few minutes trying to calm your self down. You took deep breaths as you fiddled with your fingers, you looked around the room spotting the clock, the time almost midnight so you wiped your tears for the last time and stood up with shaky breathing and walked to your bedside table, picking up the glass of water and drinking it before you layed down ok your bed, covering your self with the blanket.

You closed your eyes trying to fall asleep yet failing, your mind wanders back to the reunion, thinking about what your mother said and how none of your other relatives defended you from her, only your grandmother had defended you from the person who swore to love you until the end of her life when she gave birth to you.

Hiccups and sobs could be heared throughout your shared bedroom as xiao opened your front door, he was expecting you to come up to him and greet him like always. Xiao walked further into the living to see if you had fallen asleep, seeing as you weren't in the living room, he walked towards your bedroom to hear mumbled sobs.

Xiao had gently opened the door to avoid waking you up if you had fallen asleep, instead he was greeted with the sight of you hugging a pillow while shaking, he had froze in front of the door, not knowing what to do, he walked towards you and sat down by the edge of the bed.

Feeling the bed sink by your feet, you looked towards the edge of the bed to see Xiao sitting down not facing you and looking at the floor.

"Oh.. Xiao your back, how are you? And why are you sitting at the edge of the bed?" You had reached out for him, grabbing his forearm and pulling it towards you softly, making Xiao lean towards you, flinching at his hand reaching to your face, specifically your eyes, had xiao becoming concerned, as they were surrounded by a red hue looking as if you had finished crying.

"____, did...Something happen at your family reunion? " Xiao held your hand, his gaze towards you had soften and trying to tone down his voice..

" no, nothing went –*hic* went wrong at the reunion" you towards your bedside table with a red and puffy eyes. '' you're lying because your eyes say a different story....if you don't mind, do you want to talk about it with me? I know I might not know what to do, but maybe...you'll feel better if you talk about it to me?" Xiao placed his hand on top of yours, trying to comfort you the best he can.

You didn't respond for a good few seconds, contemplating if you should or shouldn't say to him what your mother had said to you at the reunion,eventually, you agreed to talk to xiao about what happened at the reunion.

A few tears were shed by you as you recalled what had happened at the reunion, as much as xiao wasn't much on the comforting side, he was great at the listening side even if he couldn't comfort the best way, but his way of comforting was your best way of comforting and you wouldn't want to replace it with others.

Towards the end of your story, xiao looked a little angry or frustrated, maybe both. "What's wrong Xiao? " your voice was above a whisper, an eerie silence filled the room as Xiao still haven't replied to you, instead he held your hand and rubbed the back of your palm.

"... If you have anymore of those events you call 'family reunion', make sure to call me. I will accompany you so your mother won't be able to say such words to you. " Xiao raised your hand close to his lips, kissing the Beck of your palm, you just stared at him while your mind was formulating a response to his words he directed towards you.

Sobs left your lips as you hung your head low, your tears falling onto the blanket covering your lap. You didn't know what to say, so you nodded your head signaling that you agreed to let him come with you to any family related events.

After you calmed down, you though about what Xiao said earlier when you were crying, specifically the last part. 'I will accompany you so your mother won't be able to say such words to you' you know that Xiao dislikes crowds and events with lots of people he doesn't quite know. "... Are you sure you want to come to every family event? I know how much you hate crowds and such, I don't want you to come and feel uncomfortable" you close your eyes for a few seconds, feeling them become sore because of your tears.

"I do not mind being uncomfortable but I also don't want you to hear words that make you think thoughts that make you dislike parts of your body" Xiao placed his hand on your cheek—showing the side that only you can see once in a while—he gently caresses your eye, wiping the tears left over from you crying.

He gently pulls you closer, patting your hair as if he was lulling you to sleep and since you just finished crying and all the events that happened, you fell asleep almost immediately.

Once xiao felt that you were asleep, he layed you down on the bed and covered you with the blanket. Xiao just sat next to you, looking at you while you sleep, he abruptly stood up thinking that he was creepy for staring at you when you were sleeping, he walked inside the bathroom and washed up since his body was splattered with dry blood.

After he washed up, he sat on the opposite side of you on the bed. Xiao layed down next to you and admired you when you suddenly opened your eyes to look at Xiao in front of you. "I thought you had fallen asleep?" Xiao was taken aback and giggles left your lips when you saw xiao's reaction. "How should I fall asleep when someone so handsome keeps looking at me while I sleep? " you tease Xiao while you come closer, putting your hand on his red hued cheeks, meanwhile, xiao just closes his eyes tightly and grumbles that you should just fall asleep. "Alright, alright. I'll sleep now, just promise me, when I'll wake up you'll be next to me. " you take your hand away from his cheeks and lay on your back, facing that ceiling closing your eyes, trying to fall asleep. "I promise, even when you're awake, I'll be here next to you" xiao takes your hand in his and places a tender kiss.

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┆Genre: angst with comfort┆pairing: kazuha x reader ┆warning(s): the Shogun is mentioned, death, mentions of blood(many times)

ིྀ•˚I'll always be here waiting for you˙•ིྀ

As Blood dripped on the cemented floor, vibrant scarlet eyes were wide eye as he watched his own s/o get impaled in frint of his own eyes.

He ran towards you as lighting had striked constantly, one after the other.

Before the Raiden had the chance to touch you with her spear, kazuha and picked you and left the scene as blood had dripped down his arm.

After running for minutes, maybe even hours, he had looked around to see if people were here, confirming no one was around you two, he had put you down under a small tent to catch shade from the rain, as the lighting hadn't hit near the area,

"[Name]! Goodness, it's going to be okay!" Kazuha had pulled out a bandage from his pocket and was about to touch your wound on your chest, but he quickly retreaded his hand as electricity came in contact with his hand.

"Oh dear, kazuha did you get hurt?" You opened your eyes to see kazuha clutching his hand close to his chest as you hear him hiss loudly.

Kazuha looked at you through with his dripping hair from the rain with an expression you could deciper as lighting had struck far behind him, making shadows on his face.

You took his hand from his chest and pulled it closer to your face to see if there was anything injuries, as lighting struck again, you hear hiccups and soft sobs from kazuha.

" 'hic' w-why are you s-so concerned about m-me, my love you were just i-impaled and your worrying about me?!. Why do you k-keep worrying about other people before yourself. " you stared at kazuha through his dripping wet hair from the rain as tears left his eyes and dropped down, dripping to this thighs before hitting the ground.

You shifted in your seat against the pole you leaned on to get closer to kazuha. "____!? W-what are you doing! Stop moving your wound is g-going to keep ble-bleeding! " kazuha had managed to stop you from getting closer to him as blood kept gushing out of your abdomen, his quick hands acting quickly, he wrapped the bandage he was holding around your wound. You embraced kazuha gently as the rain kept soaking the both of you, especially the bandage.

"...wake up! "

You let go of kazuha and held his hand as blood kept dripping on the wet grass " *hic* _____, you're going to be okay, you won't leave me ... Right? " his voice trailling off, as he gripped your hand tighter, "....im feeling tired kazu, I just want to lay down and sleep" your voice barely heard if you weren't so close to kazuha. Your breathing becoming more shallow as time passes, kazuha pulling you closer to him as you closed your eyes as your body runs cold.

Kazuha held your limp body leaning on his body, his cries getting louder as the rain drowns out his cries for you.

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"Zuha wake up!"

"Kazuha, dear wake up!" [Name] raised her voice to wake kazuha up, as they were getting quite worried as they see kazuha slightly trembling in his sleep, he sat up quickly and looked towards you, pushing himself to hug you "uh.... What's wrong kazu, you aren't normally like this " you expressed "...i..had a nightmare" kazuha whispered "would you like to take a walk to get your mind off? " you suggested "that would be nice" kazuha replied.

┆ritou┆

"If you don't mind, would you like to say what the nightmare was about I may be able to help" [name] insisted, as you said kazuha started to explain his nightmare and how you were attacked by the shogun, how she had killed you almost the same way just like his friend, except you both had fled away from her and how you had died in his arms, as he explained, he started to cry, you reassured him, the raiden shogun had no more intentions of killing more vision holder, especially since the traveller had convinced the Shogun to not kildd anymore people.

"the traveller changed the shoguns mind about us vision holder right? there's no need to worry about that honey, let's enjoy your stay here before going back to liyue, alright honey?" You had intertwined both of your hands on his, grabbing his hands and bringing it to your lips as the cold air travels through the both of you.

Kazuha'ss gaze never left your eyes even when you had closed them to kiss the back of his hand, taking small steps to come closer to you, wrapping his free hand on your waist and bring in you closer to him. Dropping his hand slowly, you had wrapped you arms around his back, lightly tracing random shapes or anything on his back. The cold wind bringing kazuha back from his own mind, going closer towards your ear.

"sweetheart, let's go back?" You had whispered in his ear while caressing his hair gently, almost as if you were coaxing him to sleep.

Kazuha had pulled away from the Hug and nodded his head, seeing as his eyes were slightly hooded from sleepyness you let out a giggle, kazuha had looked at you and tilted his head, like he was asking why you were giggling.

"It's nothing dear, you look adorable when your sleepy, let's hurry back so we can get some shut eye" you had intertwined your hand with his and guided him back to you cabin.

As the cold nights wind softly hitted your cabins window, knowing kazuha wouldn't fall asleep quickly if you weren't next to him, cuddling him to sleep as the remnants of the nightmare in his mind disappeared, he had his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as if you both weren't close enough, feeling his breathing became even, you relax knowing that kazuha had now fallen asleep more quick then you had anticipated, knowing your presence made him more comfortable, you closed your eyes feeling a sense of excitement of what the day will be like with kazuha once you wake up.

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Notes: I'm not that satisfied with the ending but I had to rush this since this was request so long ago💔

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Strawberry pudding with water, please?

(w Kazuha and reverse comfort because reverse comfort is my everything)

Thank you!

┆Genre: angst with comfort┆pairing: kazuha x reader ┆warning(s): the Shogun is mentioned, death, mentions of blood(many times)

ིྀ•˚I'll always be here waiting for you˙•ིྀ

As Blood dripped on the cemented floor, vibrant scarlet eyes were wide eye as he watched his own s/o get impaled in frint of his own eyes.

He ran towards you as lighting had striked constantly, one after the other.

Before the Raiden had the chance to touch you with her spear, kazuha and picked you and left the scene as blood had dripped down his arm.

After running for minutes, maybe even hours, he had looked around to see if people were here, confirming no one was around you two, he had put you down under a small tent to catch shade from the rain, as the lighting hadn't hit near the area,

"[Name]! Goodness, it's going to be okay!" Kazuha had pulled out a bandage from his pocket and was about to touch your wound on your chest, but he quickly retreaded his hand as electricity came in contact with his hand.

"Oh dear, kazuha did you get hurt?" You opened your eyes to see kazuha clutching his hand close to his chest as you hear him hiss loudly.

Kazuha looked at you through with his dripping hair from the rain with an expression you could deciper as lighting had struck far behind him, making shadows on his face.

You took his hand from his chest and pulled it closer to your face to see if there was anything injuries, as lighting struck again, you hear hiccups and soft sobs from kazuha.

" 'hic' w-why are you s-so concerned about m-me, my love you were just i-impaled and your worrying about me?!. Why do you k-keep worrying about other people before yourself. " you stared at kazuha through his dripping wet hair from the rain as tears left his eyes and dropped down, dripping to this thighs before hitting the ground.

You shifted in your seat against the pole you leaned on to get closer to kazuha. "____!? W-what are you doing! Stop moving your wound is g-going to keep ble-bleeding! " kazuha had managed to stop you from getting closer to him as blood kept gushing out of your abdomen, his quick hands acting quickly, he wrapped the bandage he was holding around your wound. You embraced kazuha gently as the rain kept soaking the both of you, especially the bandage.

You let go of kazuha and held his hand as blood kept dripping on the wet grass " *hic* _____, you're going to be okay, you won't leave me ... Right? " his voice trailling off, as he gripped your hand tighter, "....im feeling tired kazu, I just want to lay down and sleep" your voice barely heard if you weren't so close to kazuha. Your breathing becoming more shallow as time passes, kazuha pulling you closer to him as you closed your eyes as your body runs cold.

Kazuha held your limp body leaning on his body, his cries getting louder as the rain drowns out his cries for you.

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"...wake up! "

"Zuha wake up!"

"Kazuha, dear wake up!" [Name] raised her voice to wake kazuha up, as they were getting quite worried as they see kazuha slightly trembling in his sleep, he sat up quickly and looked towards you, pushing himself to hug you "uh.... What's wrong kazu, you aren't normally like this " you expressed "...i..had a nightmare" kazuha whispered "would you like to take a walk to get your mind off? " you suggested "that would be nice" kazuha replied.

┆ritou┆

"If you don't mind, would you like to say what the nightmare was about I may be able to help" [name] insisted, as you said kazuha started to explain his nightmare and how you were attacked by the shogun, how she had killed you almost the same way just like his friend, except you both had fled away from her and how you had died in his arms, as he explained, he started to cry, you reassured him, the raiden shogun had no more intentions of killing more vision holder, especially since the traveller had convinced the Shogun to not kildd anymore people.

"the traveller changed the shoguns mind about us vision holder right? there's no need to worry about that honey, let's enjoy your stay here before going back to liyue, alright honey?" You had intertwined both of your hands on his, grabbing his hands and bringing it to your lips as the cold air travels through the both of you.

Kazuha'ss gaze never left your eyes even when you had closed them to kiss the back of his hand, taking small steps to come closer to you, wrapping his free hand on your waist and bring in you closer to him. Dropping his hand slowly, you had wrapped you arms around his back, lightly tracing random shapes or anything on his back. The cold wind bringing kazuha back from his own mind, going closer towards your ear.

"sweetheart, let's go back?" You had whispered in his ear while caressing his hair gently, almost as if you were coaxing him to sleep.

Kazuha had pulled away from the Hug and nodded his head, seeing as his eyes were slightly hooded from sleepyness you let out a giggle, kazuha had looked at you and tilted his head, like he was asking why you were giggling.

"It's nothing dear, you look adorable when your sleepy, let's hurry back so we can get some shut eye" you had intertwined your hand with his and guided him back to you cabin.

As the cold nights wind softly hitted your cabins window, knowing kazuha wouldn't fall asleep quickly if you weren't next to him, cuddling him to sleep as the remnants of the nightmare in his mind disappeared, he had his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as if you both weren't close enough, feeling his breathing became even, you relax knowing that kazuha had now fallen asleep more quick then you had anticipated, knowing your presence made him more comfortable, you closed your eyes feeling a sense of excitement of what the day will be like with kazuha once you wake up.

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Notes: I'm not that satisfied with the ending but I had to rush this since this was request so long ago💔

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A/N: Hi, this is the first time I'm posting an angst here. I actually wrote this a month ago and decided to post it just now so yep, here you go.

🍁Albedo x Reader🍁

(Genshin Impact - Angst)

The cold wind blew your hair as you sat down in the grass, leaning your back to the stone while humming.

"The weather is kind of clear today, don't you think?" You asked, glancing at your side.

Albedo smiles at you, nodding as he take a look on the sky too. Your eyes soften as you saw him smiling. His teal eyes looking directly at the sky. His rosy lips, smiling and enjoying the moment. It makes you smile too.

"How can you be this pretty and cute at the same time?" You asked, which he returned with a smug smile.

You chuckled. "Come on, stop that smile. You do know how well it fits you, don't you?"

He chuckled. His laugh echoing in your ears. It made your heart flutters and made the butterflies move inside your stomach. His eyes made you feel you're the luckiest person in the world...and you are. You have been the luckiest.

You trembled. Your lips started shaking as his figure slowly dissapear. A soft sob came out of your mouth as tears started streaming your eyes. It hurts. It really hurts. The once fluttering of heart has been change to the rough squeeze of pain. The butterflies has been replaced by a hollow feeling, emptiness.

You bit your lip as more loud sobs came out of your mouth. But your sobs are just uncontrollable, you're suffering. You've been suffering. But you're trying to make it. You really are. Heaven knows how hard for you it is. How you struggle every single time this day comes.

But how could you forget the pain in his eyes as you hold him close to you? How could you forget his own blood, slowly seeping out from his heart? How could you forget the way he touch and carresed your cheek as a last goodbye? How breathless he was, but still trying to utter your name every now and then, telling you he loves you.

How you tried to smile and calm him down by gently stroking his hair. How hard you bite the insides of your cheek to stop from crying. How you hold his hand to make him comfortable. You even sing him a lullaby. And his last words...his last words that you've been holding on.

"Y/n...I...promise, our next ending...would be a...better one...I love you...so much..."

You bit your lip as you glance at the stone you've been leaning on. His name engraved on it. You smiled sadly before looking at you wrist, staring at the yellow diamond tattoed on it before sighing and wiping off your tears.

You stand up. Looking at the gravestone and giving a genuine smile, repeating the same last words you told him.

"I'll wait...I'll wait, Al. I'll always wait for you..I love you too."