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Heard from @thetopazdragon that you two are buds, so I suggest a friendly competition to see who can make a better one shot-

Idea- Fem reader who is bio siblings with Kaeya but Diluc has a little huge crush on her, but since Kaeya is such a trouble maker, Diluc has to get reader alone for a bit to confess~

Will thou accept the challenge?

-Anon🐧

I shall accept this challenge, feathered foe. Let's see how my opponent fairs, if they so choose to partake in this battle-

The Mondstadt sun was blaring down on the winery as if it was trying to melt you and the boys as you were out working. The upcoming festival called for extra wine due to anticipated travelers and guests, so you and your brother came to help at the winery.

"Put the bottle down or I'll get Diluc to change the locks." You threatened your brother Kaeya as he slowly turned to see you behind him. "Heh- Sister, I was merely going to try the liquors to ensure they're best for sales." You roll your eyes and take what few steps separated you from him, then snatched the bottle from his hand.

"Outside now-" You ordered your older brother with a stern tone. "You can have this whole bottle when I think you've worked enough." You promised as you shooed him out of the cellar.

"Deal!" He gleefully exclaimed. You watched as he left to go help the winery workers pick grapes and other ingredients for the wines. "You solved that rather peacefully-" Said a voice from behind the door as soon as you had stepped out of the cellar. As you turned you saw your adopted brother, Diluc.

In all honesty, you never really saw him as a brother. He was more like a close friend that you spent most of your childhood with. He was 3 years older than you, but he never treated you like a child. He always was so kind and gentle with you as you grew up with him.

Thinking back on your younger years made you smile before you snapped yourself back to the present.

"O-oh yeah. Just figured he should be helping too." You said with a soft laugh. He looked down at you as he closed the door. "So I should change the locks, eh?" He asked, repeating your threat to Kaeya earlier. "Haha, you heard that?" You nervously looked away. "Uh, yeah- it would keep him out so he'll have to keep working." He grins with a nod. "Good idea, I'll get them changed out soon, and you go hide that bottle to keep up your end of the bargain." He says.

"Let's just keep it in the cellar for now if he won't be able to get in, yeah?" You suggest, to which he nods in agreement. "You best be off then, I believe you came to help too-" He said with a knowing smirk. "Oh right! Thanks for the reminder!" You quickly placed the bottle back in the cellar then ran to assist Adelinde in making refreshments for the hard workers who were out in the sun.

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Heavy leather boots thumping on the wooden floors caught your attention as you cleaned up in the kitchen. You saw Diluc carrying kegs of wine to the cellar from the day. Leaving the kitchen, you opened the door for him so he wouldn't have to stop. "Thank you." You nodded with a soft smile as you propped the door open with a nearby vase of flowers.

The sun began to set as the yellow and orange hues of the pastel sky faded into the deep hues of purple and cobalt making night set in. You rolled kegs into the cellar as Diluc lifted them unto the racks until all work was finished.

"There- That's all for today." Diluc deep voice grumbled as he stepped out of the cellar and shut the door. "Wash up and I've got some dinner for you." You say, as you dust off your hands on your shirt. "Be there in a bit." He replies as he kneels before the door with a key you haven't seen before and inserted it. "Did ya change the locks already?" You inquired.

"Of course, unlike the inefficient Knights, I get my problems solved as soon as they appear." He says as he finished locking the door and stuffing the key inside his coat pocket. You chuckled at his statement, he never liked the knights and you always found it rather funny that he was sorta like one in your eyes.

"Alright dinner then bed?" He asked.

"Dinner then bed." You agreed.

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"What the heck you guys?!"

You rushed inside to see a distressed Kaeya near the cellar. "They actually changed the locks on me! Can you believe that?!" You crossed your arms. "Really brother?" He froze up as he stopped his miniature tantrum and stared at you. "We had a deal, no alcohol until you've earned it. Now outside." You demanded. He left with a dejected expression.

You felt a bit bad, but you knew this was needed. Besides the festivities were to start in a few days and the wine needed to be prepared soon!

From the other room Diluc watched as you kept your brother in line. He grinned, he had feelings for you for some time but seeing you take charge like this made him fall for you all the more. He was absolutely head over heels for you, he knew he was ever since he was a teen. But he could never ask because there was always something or someone that prevented him.

Kaeya. He needed to get him out of the way for a bit.

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After the third days work Diluc put all the full kegs into the cellar. Lifting them onto the walls with what looked like no effort at all.

Halfway through his efforts there was a soft click. Poking his head out of the cellar he saw his brother. "Hey, gimme a hand here-" He requested, putting hi plan into motion. With a sigh Kaeya walked over and helped Diluc with the kegs. Once a full wall had been stocked they called it a night.

"Finally!" Kaeya said exasperated as he walked out of the cellar. "Hold up." Diluc called him back, making him groan in what almost sounded like actual agony. "Don't be like that- I got somethin' for ya." The redhead says as he rummages through the cellar for the bottle he had attempted to swipe a few days prior. "Please say it's not more work..." He whined. "Quite the opposite actually-" Diluc laughed as he stepped out and handed Kaeya the bottle.

Taking the bottle Kaeya grinned. "____ told you about our deal?" "Yep, and your free to go. Works almost done so you can go back home now." He said, hinting that he should leave now. Keaya nodded with a gleeful grin before walking out and heading back to Mondstadt, wine in hand and and hangover in the future.

Diluc smirked to himself. Gone off without a hitch, now with the main distraction out of the way his odds of asking you out just got way better. As he locked up the rest of the winery he finished up the day and called it a night.

The next day you arrived early as usual and let yourself inside to meet Adelinde. You assisted with morning chores, cleaning the winery, anything you could get your hands on really. Most of the vineyards had been picked clean in the days prior so you just decided to make yourself useful in other ways until you were no longer needed or until the festival had at least passed.

After an hour the tell tale sound of thumping boots sounded from down the hall. You grabbed a glass of lemonade and stepped out of the kitchen with a smile. "Morni- oh!" You cut yourself off as you saw Diluc with a bouquet of flowers in hand. "Who's the lucky girl? Or guy?" You ask, a cheeky smile curving your lips.

"That would be you, my dear." He swiftly responded, making you choke on your own spit. At the sound of your coughing to clear your throat, Adelinde peeks her head around the corner, only to disappear into the kitchen once again as Diluc nods his head for her to leave. Diluc pats your back with his freehand until you take a deep breath. "I'm sorry. What?!" You exclaimed in utter shock.

He takes the lemonade from your hand and replaces it with the bouquet as he chuckles. "The lucky girl just so happens to be you." He elaborated. "Is this a 'thank you' for helping with the winery? Because if it is, it's really not nes-" "It's not." He interrupts. "These are an... um-" He clears his throat as the situation sets in for him.

Was he really about to ask out the girl he was crushing on for the past few years? Would this be the one time he could actually get the question out? Archons, was he always this nervous? Or was this time just more intimate? No, he had to snap outta it. He was going to do this.

"These are 'I like you... Maybe even love you, flowers.'" He says, mentally kicking himself over how incredibly stupid he sounded compared to his usual composed self. You chuckled softly, fiddling with the petals on one of the sunflowers. "You think you love me?" You ask as a blush sets itself into your cheeks and you shift your weight from foot to foot.

He gulps as hit mouth begins to feel dry. With a nod he clears his throat once more. "I was hoping I could mayhaps take you on a date?" He offers. He pulls his hands behind his back as he pulls his gloves off. The anxiety he felt made his hands sweat, and the gloves made things much worse. He pulled them off and slipped them into his pockets as he awaited your response anxiously.

"I like you too-" You began. YES! He thought. You had accepted his advances. "But let me think about the date part." NO! "But of course, about when can I expect an answer?" He asked, trying his best to not sound desperate. "By the end of the day, I promise." You replied. "I can do that." He said, lying through his teeth.

The day went on and Diluc practically tortured himself as he worked. Thinking or the many, many scenarios of how you could answer him. Would you agree and go out with him? Would you say no and never speak to him again? Would things become awkward between the two of you? He sighed as he continued filling another keg.

The hours felt like decades but by the time it was finally dusk, Diluc raced to the winery to meet with you and to have your answer.

Upon his arrival he saw you sitting at the table with dinner, a new glass vase with his bouquet settled in the center. "Hello there, Adelinde and I got dinner ready." You said as you welcomed him inside. He closed the door behind himself and came to sit at the table where his plate was set across from yours. "So..." He wanted his answer immediately, but he didn't want to seem rude and just demand it outright.

Thankfully, you knew Diluc, and you knew him well. "You must want to know my answer." You say as you look down at your plate with a grin, cutting your food before taking a bite. "Ah, yes." He replies, greatfull you knew what was on his mind.

You looked up at him with a soft smile and pulled on of the flowers from the vase. "Diluc, I honestly thought these flowers would've been for someone else. But I did say that whoever they were for would be lucky, didn't I?" You asked. Only answering his query with another. He nods. "Well yes." He responds. "Then I guess we'll both be lucky."

Taking the flower in your hand you place it in his hair so it gently rests on his ear. He looks at you with a pinkish hue to his cheeks. "Does this mean?" He asked, to which to nodded. Without a second thought he gets up and jumps the table.

Within seconds his hands were on your waist as his lips met yours, making you gasp in surprise. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that!" He says with an exasperated sigh. Your face was full-on red before you reached up on your tip toes and kissed his cheek. "So about that date?" You asked.

"It'll be the best date you've ever been on sweetheart. How does a vacation to Wangshu Inn sound?" He asks, knowing you've always wanted to visit. You look up at him with the brightest smile he's ever seen, which he takes as his answer. "I'll book a reservation as soon as possible!"

Not alone

Contents: Diluc Ragnvindr x GN reader, comfort angst

Words: 473

The evening was stiff with the winter cold and the gloomy clouds sailing overhead. Diluc had found you in the corner of your bedroom, huddled not on the bed beside it, pressed against the wall,your arms around your knees. He didn’t need to ask to know that the weather and the recent activities brought more out of you than you cared to admit, memories opened old wounds and you were now bleeding before him. 

His gloves slip from his hands one by one as he approaches you, crouching down beside you and finding your cold hand in his warm one. His scarred fingers curl around it, bringing it up closer so his lips could press against the knuckles. His lips linger, pressed against the skin as you hide your face away in your knees, finding the world smaller and more manageable that way. It was all too much, too much, you wonder how you pushed it this far, how you found the strength to walk back home after each tiring shift, where does it all come from? It puzzled you even more why Diluc cared enough to try and comfort you, knowing how stubborn you can be. Yet, deep inside you knew it was because he was selfless in the heart of his heart. He wanted to help, not just you but everyone - his nights were spent toiling away so the people of Mondstadt remained safe. 

A cracked whimper fell from your mouth and you shrunk in on yourself further, your hand jumping from his grasp. Like a leaf against the snow you do your best to hold yourself to your roots, no matter how unpromising or cold they now have become. The storm tears at you, but you don’t give into it, even if giving into it means staying whole.

For a moment he panics, watching how you shied back into the corner of your self made prison. But his will- his need to offer you any semblance of comfort doesn’t waver and he reaches forward. His hands slowly find purchase on your shoulders, sliding around until he has you leaning forward and accepting the embrace. You sob into his chest, his layered outfit cushioning your head, the scent of winter still faintly clinging onto him. 

He is warm to the touch. Arms envelop you tighter, holding you closer, Diluc is no longer crouching before you, but he is sitting down propped up against the bed with you in his hold.

“I’m here.. I’m here..” He can be heard whispering, his nose finding the top of your head, nuzzling into your ever so gently. Fingers run through your hair, smoothing it down before he rubs at your nape, repeating the motions as you show your wounded soul to him through sniffled and hiccuped words. He listens, he understands.

You’re not alone. 

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Not alone

Contents: Diluc Ragnvindr x GN reader, comfort angst

Words: 473

The evening was stiff with the winter cold and the gloomy clouds sailing overhead. Diluc had found you in the corner of your bedroom, huddled not on the bed beside it, pressed against the wall,your arms around your knees. He didn’t need to ask to know that the weather and the recent activities brought more out of you than you cared to admit, memories opened old wounds and you were now bleeding before him. 

His gloves slip from his hands one by one as he approaches you, crouching down beside you and finding your cold hand in his warm one. His scarred fingers curl around it, bringing it up closer so his lips could press against the knuckles. His lips linger, pressed against the skin as you hide your face away in your knees, finding the world smaller and more manageable that way. It was all too much, too much, you wonder how you pushed it this far, how you found the strength to walk back home after each tiring shift, where does it all come from? It puzzled you even more why Diluc cared enough to try and comfort you, knowing how stubborn you can be. Yet, deep inside you knew it was because he was selfless in the heart of his heart. He wanted to help, not just you but everyone - his nights were spent toiling away so the people of Mondstadt remained safe. 

A cracked whimper fell from your mouth and you shrunk in on yourself further, your hand jumping from his grasp. Like a leaf against the snow you do your best to hold yourself to your roots, no matter how unpromising or cold they now have become. The storm tears at you, but you don’t give into it, even if giving into it means staying whole.

For a moment he panics, watching how you shied back into the corner of your self made prison. But his will- his need to offer you any semblance of comfort doesn’t waver and he reaches forward. His hands slowly find purchase on your shoulders, sliding around until he has you leaning forward and accepting the embrace. You sob into his chest, his layered outfit cushioning your head, the scent of winter still faintly clinging onto him. 

He is warm to the touch. Arms envelop you tighter, holding you closer, Diluc is no longer crouching before you, but he is sitting down propped up against the bed with you in his hold.

“I’m here.. I’m here..” He can be heard whispering, his nose finding the top of your head, nuzzling into your ever so gently. Fingers run through your hair, smoothing it down before he rubs at your nape, repeating the motions as you show your wounded soul to him through sniffled and hiccuped words. He listens, he understands.

You’re not alone. 

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Genshi/HSR Characters as Dragons!

A/n: It has been a bit since my last dragon post, sorry my friends. Gotten a bit under the weather but I think that small reprieve has given me a lot of time to think of these designs! So I really hope you like them. Let me know what you think, or maybe who you'd like to see next in dragon form?

Contents: Diluc Ragnvindr, Sunday, Trailblazers(Stelle and Caelus) x GN Reader (separate), angsty hcs and also fluff, implied religious trauma in Sunday's hcs? Trauma in general.

Words: 2000

Diluc Ragnvindr:

-The esteemed Uncrowned King of Mondstadt is not only famous for belonging to a rich family and being top of the food chain in the industry, but also for possessing a power unlike any other. Dragons and dragon shapeshifters, although not unheard of or rare, have been scarcely seen since the cataclysm. Besides Dragon Dvalin, not many others are present in Mondstadt today

-No one exactly knows whether the Ragnivindr family had dragon people before, as the family seems to have kept their history to themselves, but if secrecy was their goal then what did bring Diluc to display his skill with claws and fang? Some speculate that it is not the Ragnvindr lineage that carries this power, but rather it is his mother that passed down the dragon blood onto her son. Diluc doesn’t talk about it whatever the case is. 

-Even in dragon form he is hard to mistake for someone else. He carries himself with power in every step and is always well kept. 

-Kaeya used to tease him when they were children, when Diluc didn’t have much control over his draconic form and when he used to stumble from being a kid one moment and being a small hatchling the other. Kaeya would pull at his tail only to get smacked by it. But the two boys were inseparable and trusted one another. Kaeya never spilled the secret of his red-headed brother’s abilities 

-Not even the childhood friends Jean and Barbara knew of the secret

-Yet, that dreadful night came when Crepus died, and flames soared so high and so hot that not even the rain could quench it. 

-It goes without saying that Diluc carries a lot of guilt and trauma from those days and for the first time in his life he found himself truly and utterly alone. He had no one. Crepus was dead, Kaeya betrayed him, Adelinde was just a maid, he couldn’t trouble her and he and any other friend he may have had in his youth have long since drifted apart.

-Grief turned to anger and that anger swallowed him, pushing him onward on the path of vengeance.

-Shneznaya had suffered much of his attacks - well, the Fatui there did, Diluc never risked harming a civilians, and he had saved quite a few hostages that the Fatui had gotten their hands on. In the land of ice, Diluc almost died as well once he came face to face with one of the Fatui Harbingers, and a dragon shifter at that too. He managed to live by the skin of his teeth, dragging his battered self into the snowy deserts that stretched on endlessly

-That incident ultimately sent him back to his home. He had learnt much and suffered plenty, it was time to let the winter turn to spring.

-Adelinde and Elzer had sent him many letters, he knew, he received most of them. Yet he never had the heart to respond to them..

-He came back a new man, scarred both in flesh and soul, yet a small piece of him was… content, maybe numb too. The cold of the nation Tsaritsa governs over certainly took its toll on him.

-If truth be told, he didn’t expect to return from the trip and he certainly didn’t think he’d ever form any sort of notable relationships in his personal life. He didn’t look for them nor did he particularly look forward to any either. His wound always felt too fresh to let anyone close

-Yet you just managed to do just that. Get close enough into this barricade he built around himself, and you helped put soft linen around his wounds, holding him close when he yearned for touch, leaving him be when he yearned for the cold.

-It took a while, but a rose in the wall of ice began to bloom. Flowers, no matter how delicate, always find cracks to grow in, even stronger than on solid ground.

-Diluc is quite protective of you, very much so, but he is not pushy with it. He understands boundaries and he himself is not a fan of always hovering over someone’s head or being in someone’s space. He does have his ears and good eyes, not just his own, that would alert him should any harm come to you

-You did find some of his feathers around the winery. At first you didn’t know they were his, so you just picked it up as it was still a rather impressive feather, yet it became even more precious once you learnt it belonged to him. Diluc didn’t understand why you’d keep it or regard it with so much admiration, but he wasn’t going to voice whatever protest he had that soon died on his tongue

-He reveals his dragon form to you even later, in the lush grass around the Dawn Winery during one dusky evening. Winter was coming so the air was chilly and breezy. You wanted to watch the sunset and to eventually stargaze, but Diluc wanted you warm while you did that, and soon his dragon form was lying behind your back, his warmth seeping into you and keeping you comfortable.

Sunday:

-Not every eye that is open is seeing, and not every eye that is closed is dreaming, so who are we to judge another? Sunday, the dragon in rule over the Land of Festivities, had long since ascended past a simple ruler. His current form alone demanded a certain form of delicate respect, a cautious one at that.

-No one remembers how he may have looked like before, if he had eyes or if those had been claimed by the Harmony or ▇▇▇▇

-Aeon of Harmony keeps their eyes closed, and in doing so rids themselves of any subjective thoughts. All are equal, and together we are stronger, such is the mantra of Harmony and Sunday was adept at putting that image forth. People were happy, people were content. 

-How many wings does Sunday have that are his own? Only two pairs. One pair meant for flight was crippled, cut short, and the other pair shields his eyes from the world. He now only moves and flies when THEY wish he flies, when THEY allow it, when THEY deem it necessary, and not anytime else. These wings are a burden and a blessing. They’re not his own but he hates to think they’d hurt him should he make some error - not that he would, he won't allow himself an error. No..

-Sunday inhabits his dragon form a lot of times, which, in a way, is also dictated by THEM. The only time he is human is when he goes behind the screen to listen to people confessing their bad deeds and their sins, bestowing his blessing and forgiveness unto them and guiding them back on the right track. THEY are merciful, he says, you have been forgiven.

-His words of advice and the action he took to ‘renovate’ the Land of Festivities(Dreams) have gained him much support and love and even many more followers where he previously had less. People generally did like the Oak family, they also loved his sister. She was the pearl of the Oak family, the sun, and he was the moon and the sea. 

-The colorful pair of horns on his head is said to come from the Harmony as well, it is THEIR blessing to Sunday, to look more formidable yet more approachable. It is THEIR gift. People know and people see this as a sign that he is the true leader they should follow. Many have become more easy to get to do certain things - most of them good yes, like behaving and upholding the rules while in the Dreamscape, but other actions came as hidden tactics from THEM to harvest the necessary power needed for the next step.

-Sunday has become lost in this grand scheme of things, and even the thought of the next morning became a thought too far to consider. He barely has time alone and to himself, he can never escape the eyes of THEM.

-He hates to trouble you. You two have drifted apart it would seem, yet from time to time Sunday would find you visiting him, wishing to give him company at least for a little while. And silently he prays he can indulge you - he wants to, he misses you, your warmth, your presence, your voice, your touch. He is welcoming to you. You have an idea of what’s happening: stress, work, duty - it is a response that he offered one too many times, but there was more, something you couldn’t dig up. It was a thorn in your side, you couldn’t get it out.

-So you sit with him, sharing some words and stories over dinner, tea and cakes. Other times you lay with him, his ear to your chest, listening to the gentle drumming of your heart, a lullaby that is the last thing able to have him sleep soundly.

-He dislikes for you to see him in his dragon form, he considers it broken although it looks angelic in the eyes of the majority, but as it is the form he is found in a lot of the time it is unavoidable. Yet you are the only person he allows to touch him, besides his sister. 

-Touch him, pet him, do as you wish. He is there for you.

Trailblazers:

-Double trouble, Baseballer of the Cosmos, the Nameless, the…*looks at smudged ink writing* Yes, the esteemed Trailblazers!

-You may have heard many stories about them, but once you get a look at them in reality, you’ll see just how amazing they are. The world is vast, yet they seem to shock everyone with their…otherworldly appearance.

-They both claim they weren’t like this before - they were two different people, but now they’re not and they do not remember how it all came to be this way. It is odd, but they’ve gotten used to it.

-Despite the appearance, Stelle is the more aggressive of the two and usually packs a more meaner bite, headbutt or a nastier scratch of the claws. Caelus is more shy, despite him looking more scary, he is sheepish and a tad bit more naive. But both of them are determined to get to the bottom of their story and to get back to their own bodies. The stellaron within them also seems to have something to do with their current predicament. 

-There were times where they were glad for it, as they could provide each other with company and comfort, their heads nuzzling their cheeks together or tangling their necks when they go to sleep in the dragon form. 

-Going in human form is rather complicated, neither of the two like it as one would have to be “dormant” while the other roams the world. The dormant one is able to hear most of what goes on outside, but they’re stuck roaming the subconscious like a heliobi - roaming through hazy memories and corridors. They have gotten used to each other's company so much that it is odd to be “alone”.

-They both love the express a lot and their significant other - which also puzzles them as to how they even have one to begin with.. but alright, they’re not arguing against it nor are they dissatisfied. It is funny how, at times, one of them can get sassy with the other when it comes to dates and things, sometimes even jealous. 

-But it is cute, and it works out in the end.

-At times there are situations where it would be better for either Stelle or Caelus to go (battle - Stelle; something more diplomatic - Caelus), so the two can switch back and forth if really necessary

-Their tail in dragon form is something like a beaver tail, although much fluffier. It can pack a nasty hit if you’re unfortunate to be on the receiving end of their attacks..

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Hiii I love it!! So cute!! Can I ask for one more? Last one I promise!! Can you do diluc? Pretty please💕?

Dating Diluc Ragnvindr <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I can do as many as u want bby!! here’s pretty boy diluc <3

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐔

a/n: i've been so obsessed with royal!au lately so enjoy this! you're a herbalist in this who lives at the palace. (yes this is inspired from snow white with the red hair ehe)

DILUC: the eldest son of the king. he's a dreamboat no doubt; princesses from all over the kingdoms line up to be courted by him but alas, he rejects them all. his father warns him that he must marry soon to strengthen political alliances but little does the king know diluc's heart belongs to you, the royal court herbalist who has somehow managed to capture the young prince's heart.

KAEYA: the second brother to the throne. while he may be adopted and not true royal blood, the kingdom respects him the same. whether it be for his charming nature or the townsfolk fear of the royals, he rules alongside his brother with no protest. he often fakes injuries just to come see you at the clinic, claiming that he truly was hurt and might even have to stay overnight so you can monitor his health.

ALBEDO: the chief herbalist of the royal court. he's the one who appointed you to join the court in the first place. he truly saw lots of the natural potential you carried and admired your love for plants and medicine. he often asks you to accompany him to the greenhouse for assistance when really he just wants to spend more time with you.

THOMA: one of the princes personal advisor. he's always accompanying the princes and king with whatever it may be they need. although he may or may not sneak into your private quarters on evenings just to spend some time with you. he even brings you unique flowers he finds just to impress you.

KAZUHA: apart of the royal guard. he has been appointed to keeping the royal sons safe from any possible danger that may lurk in the dark. he often finds himself slacking off to watch a pretty herbalist walk through the gardens. he's always found you stunning, but isn't sure how to approach you just yet. so for now he'll just leave you small notes of anonymous poetry at your desk for you to ponder over.

CHILDE: the undercover spy from the neighboring kingdom. he was sent on a mission to gather as much intel as he could about the military and political affairs. he didn't meet you until he one day he was training too hard and ended up spraining his ankle. he was forced to spend time with you since you were attending to his injuries for the next several days. but he slowly found himself hopelessly falling for you. maybe he could take you away from this horrid place.

hear me out - subby diluc getting his hair pulled while eating out his darling and getting edged. like he's only here to please his lover, entirely a mess and in subspace-

I fucking love writing about my favorite eater!!

But my dumbass did forget the edging, that's my fault.

Sub! Diluc x FemDom! Reader

TW: BDSM, Petnames (madam, my lady), Oral (f. receiving), hair pulling, overstimulation, squirting

It was a treat that you never offered, instead being one that he had to ask for. Plead for practically. You'd never seen someone beg so earnestly, on his knees he’d look up at you, eyes so big and full of desire.

“May I have my reward now, madam,” he'll ask. Diluc's facial expressions have always been hard to read, but you can decipher him. At this very moment, he's desperate. He wants his treat, yet you don't give it to him. You know exactly what it is, he asks for the same thing every time, but you still tease him.

“What reward?” You taunt him by asking, watching his face fall and he grips your thighs in disbelief. He always looked so pretty down there on his knees, lips kissing up your legs to reach the heat between them.

“My…my lady, you said I'd be able to taste you if I was good today,” you felt almost bad doing this to him, his lips formed into a frown, eyebrows knitted together. His little pleads made a heat travel to your groin, your pussy clenching around nothing as you felt it grow wetter.

You lifted your skirt for him, barely having time to give him the order to lick. He was already on you in seconds flat, hands gripping your ass and lips already suctioned around his clit. Diluc ate your cunt like a man starved, slurping at you wetness till you felt weak in the knees. So noisy when he ate, you could hear the sound of him lapping at your clit. A wet, sticky noise that only got louder the more he licked.

He was skillful, you'd give him that. Eyes shut as he savored the taste of you. He was in heaven, mindlessly licking every inch of the space between your legs, forcing the orgasm out of you. Your legs trembled as you came, unwanted moans leaving your lips as your cunt only got wetter, soaking his face more. But he didn't let go of your ass, his strong grip still holding his face between your legs and making you unable to pull away.

“That's-that’s enough, Diluc,” you tried to stop him, but he just hummed in delight and nibbled at your clit, making your eyes roll back.

He was drunk, entranced with your pussy. Even as you pushed his shoulders, he wouldn't budge an inch. You took his hair into your hands, that long red ponytail being the only part of his head that you could get a good grip on. You yanked it back, managing to get him off of your trembling cunt for just a moment.

Diluc looked up at you, those red eyes looking dazed and groggy. From his lips to his chin he was covered in a mixture of your wetness and his saliva. His mouth still half open, he huffed like he was tired. You tugged his hair again, a moan falling from his lips as you watched his cock leak even more precum.

“More,” he begged breathlessly, not waiting for your response. Even with your tight grip on his red locks, he pushed himself forward and began his tongue fucking again.

The already intense orgasm you just had, coupled with Diluc's skillful mouth, made your legs feel wobbly. All it took was a couple more nudges of your clit from his nose and you dropped to the ground on your bottom. Panting, you hoped that this would be a sign for him to stop. Instead, with that starving look still in his eyes, he spread your legs and ran his tongue up and down your already dripping slit.

You squirmed and bucked your hips beneath him, but nothing seemed to make him sway. He was intoxicated at this point, senselessly going on because he needed to taste you. He needed to make you cum again. Both of his large, callused hands were against your thighs, keeping you spread open for him as all you could do is let him devour your cunt.

That familiar tightening was in your stomach again, you pussy clenching as that knot grew in your abdomen. You cried out when you were made to cum again, your body convulsing through it. You felt the familiar feeling of hot liquid squirting from your cunt, hitting his face as he traced his tongue up and down your folds. He'd made your squirt again, something only he could do with his skilled tongue. And he reveled in the feeling of it dripping down his chin, licking it up and savoring it as if it were gold from the heavens above.

He finally pulled back, your slick connecting his face to your cunt. He looked up at you through those lidded eyes, a smile of genuine content on his face. While he gave you that dazed, tired look, all you could think about was how you planned to punish him for this later.

His Eyes

cw: minors dni, mdni. pet name usage, established relationship - fluff, mild allusions to adut themes but nothing serious. this is silly.

synopsis: you are distracted, captivated.

diluc x gn!reader

(diluc birthday month celebration ; requests are open)

"Is something wrong?" Really, Diluc has the audacity to ask you that after coming into your life and making you fall in love with him. The audacity of him to have pretty long red hair and eyes that pull you into their depths, captivate you as you listen to him talk while you count the freckles on his face. Some of his red hair curls in his face.

Really, what gives him the right?

You frown as he leans in closer. His cologne is quite nice. Woody, strong - he seems nicely of ash, given his Pyro Vision. If he moves away, you will be cold.

"Hey, my flame, you've been staring. Is something the matter?" Why yes, there is. He's not kissing you and he's archon damned gorgeous. And his eyes lure you in and trap you. "Hey? Should I call a doctor, my dearest firefly?"

"No," you finally say with a huff. "I demand a kiss for your transgressions."

"I...I'm sorry? What were my crimes?"

You roll your eyes. "You are guilty of being cute." Diluc looks at you with an unreadable expression. He is quite used to your strangeness but you still always manage to catch him off guard. "Your payment is a kiss."

"I suppose I should pay my dues." He's blushing. You got him to blush. So he leans down and pecks you on the lips. "Are my crimes forgiven?"

"You can do better than that." You prompt. He laughs - genuine, loud. Warm. So, he wraps an arm around you, pulls you flush close to him and one hand cups your cheek. And this time, he kisses you proper, with one arm snaked around your waist and the other at your face as you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

Too soon, you break apart.

"Better?" he asks, playful and quiet and suggestive.

"Mm, getting there." You laugh as he scoops you into his arms.

"Then I shall pay my dues proper."

Diluc also strikes me as the type to not understand that his body runs extremely hot, which is uncomfortable for non vision holders, or even just anyone except pyro users. He can't understand why you don't want to be held at night, but your body is already sticky with sweat and exhausted from the summer heat.

cuddling diluc must be the best feeling when it's winter out. he's naturally warm and the cold sucks.

but awful in the summer.

on the alternative, cuddling kaeya must be very nice in the summer. body naturally cooler.

(i mostly just want cuddles)

kissing you

cw: very suggestive themes, slight yan content with wanderer, self indulgent, overall fluff, afab!reader in some parts (overall, gn! terms used, reader wears make up/dress), terrible flirting. minors dni, mdni. user has a vision.

characters: kaeya, diluc, wanderer, arlecchino, al-haitham

kaeya has been staring at your lips for awhile now - as you talk about something that you ran into while out doing some sort of investigation. it's starting to make you nervous, the way he remains silent, bent down, his eye on your lips and his head tilted to the side.

"captain? are you listening to me? this this hilichurl camp set up nearby and -"

"yes, yes." kaeya says with a wave of his hand. "i'll have some of my people get on it." he pauses now, leaning in closer. you can smell his cologne. "say, did you get a new shade of lipstick?"

"i-uh, yes?"

"hmm." he gently cups your chin with his fingers, tilting his head to the side as he gently kisses you. "aw, it's not flavored this time."

all you can do is stutter before he bends in to kiss you again.

the fall night is warm, you're warm as you wrap your arms around his as the pair of you exit the manor for the night - the party goers dispersing and it's time for you to head home as well. the abundance of wealth diluc has always surprises you, on top of all his connections. he tells you about something, maybe it's another compliment in the list of all the creative ways he tells you how much he loves you, you're not sure but you're tired.

"shall i accompany you home tonight, my love?" diluc asks as he helps you into your carriage. "you are certainly more than welcome to also stay the night."

"ah, but we certainly cannot have rumors flying around just yet." you say with a tired giggle. playing hard to get is one of your favorite things to do - he seems to enjoy the chase some, at least.

"then," he gently takes your hand into his gloved one, those red eyes that always look into your soul and beyond, look into your own, as he presses a kiss to the back of your hand. "get home safe, okay? if you encounter any trouble, do not hesitate to return."

you smile, taking your hand back and bend down (silently delighting into the new height advantage the carriage gives you) and kiss him on the cheek.

"have a lovely night, diluc." yet it takes one more kiss to pull you out of the carriage and back into his manor.

he is irritated, agitated more like, with his pacing back and forth. you sigh and watch him, legs crossed and elbows resting on your thighs. you're getting dizzy at this point, but his frustration is honestly really funny.

all that had to happen was someone complimenting you today and he loses his mind. the entire day, he's been sulking and pouting and grumbling.

"hat guy," you call to him, gently. "are you okay?"

he stops in his tracks, staring dead in your eyes. "no," he grumbles. "i am not." you huff a laugh and shake your head. it's like you blink and he's blocking your view of well - the rest of the living room. you're not exactly sure what's happening, but your shirt is being pulled down and his lips are pressing against the tender skin at the juncture between your shoulder and your neck.

and he bites. you yelp a bit, but he doesn't pull away until there is a bright red mark there.

"you're mine, don't forget that."

"you never let me forget." you grumble as he pushes you down, his teeth sinking into more of your neck.

you are wholly naked after getting out of the bath, and sitting between arlecchino's legs, on her bed, as she brushes your hair. she admires every inch of you, on a daily basis. whenever you ask about her doing your hair, she simply tells you that she enjoys it and should she not pamper her loved one? so you always drop the subject and lean into this momentary peace in her chaotic life. the candle flickers some, its flame casting a gentle glow in the bedroom.

a clawed hand rests on your thigh and you peek at the full length mirror, she's set the brush down.

warmth blossoms through you as she kisses the back of your neck, trailing kisses down along your spine until she reaches midback. after a moment, she's tugging at your hair, forcing you to lean your head back as she kisses you on the lips.

"you're very beautiful." she murmurs.

"you tell me that often." you tell her with a little giggle. she hums softly.

"not often enough." she declares, her hand reaching for the brush again. "i believe i should praise you more. you are a good girl, after all." your face reddens at that and she looks even more pleased. another kiss is pressed to the side of your neck before she resumes her previous task.

you talk too much, al-haitham has told you many times - you like to visit him in his office at lunch every day, just to ramble on and on. you like to think he's listening, but with his eyes always glued on his book, you're never sure. but that never stops you (nor does it ever stop kaveh, the poor man sometimes stresses himself out over his roommates indifference). oh, you do this to annoy him most of the time, but lately, it's just scheduled and expected.

"and can you believe-"

your words are cut off when his lips meet yours, your eyes widen when he pulls away. you're stunned as you sit down on the comfortable couch, trying to comprehend what just happened.

"do you hear that?" he asks you after a moment.

"no. what should i be hearing?"

"the sound of sweet silence." al-haitham finally answers, and you finally look at him, while his eyes are glued to the book, he has a smug look to his face. oh this asshole.

Amazing work, great job! ^w^ I really love scaramouche's part lol

— 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ✫

𝐟𝐭;; xiao, diluc, ayato, scaramouche

𝐭𝐰/𝐜𝐰;; mentions of blood/bleeding/bruises, scaramouche thinks about choking someone, implied violence, this is being written before ayato’s official release, so inaccuracies may occur. apologies for any grammar errors.

— 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 feels his breath hitch. Your pained expression comes into view, and suddenly, his vision is filled with red red red, because you’re hurt and there’s blood everywhere and why is his chest aching? Mocking laughter brings his daze to a halt, and Xiao distantly realises that now, his vision is tinged with red for an entirely different reason.

— 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 starts to choke up. ‘Not again,’ a distant part of him cries out, ‘Not them too.’ He prays to every God in Teyvat, in the hopes that this is all just a nightmare. But the blood that stains your clothes is all too real, and Diluc can only escape reality for so long. Slowly, he begins to stand, and his knees nearly buckle underneath his weight. His fingers tremble with the need for his claymore, and his eyes burn with a newfound vigour.

— 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 releases a deceptively calm chuckle. Blue eyes that usually shimmered with amused mirth, now held the frigid glare of an icy storm. Quickly, he shoots a brief glance in your direction, his eyes softening at your bruised and battered form. Ayato leans down to press a tender kiss against your forehead, before gracefully rising to his feet. As he gazed upon the person who was foolish enough to harm you, his lips curl into a slow smirk, one that does not reach his eyes.

— for a brief moment, 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 is left stunned by the sheer audacity. The amount of insolence is almost laughable, don’t they know who they’re messing with? His hands shake with barely suppressed rage, itching to reach out and wrap themselves around the fool’s throat. Instead, both hands clutch his sides, and a hollow, mocking laugh leaves his lips. His eyes glint with the promise of vengeance, because what goes around, comes around, and scaramouche is more than happy to deliver.

The Dawn's Hospitality (+Art)

Diluc offers you a dinner.

Non-drinker reader, modern AU, non-establish relationship, but Diluc is quite smitten, Adelinde ships you two, i tried to make the outfit as neutral as possible

He will let you grape picking with him.

"oops..." ft. diluc

20 pages??? oh it was that serious ig

Laven, diluc is a man with few words right? So what if reader push him to his limits and runs out of patience would he degrade reader all night in the bedroom.

-angst anon

hehe diluc nii always degrades reader no matter how well behaved they are but canon diluc? very much snaps when you push him too far. he tries so hard to be patient with you but it’s hard when you get under his skin, especially when you’re doing it on purpose!

It drives you insane how Diluc only ever answers you with affirmative grunts or dismissive ‘mhms’ as he works at Angel’s Share, making you starved for his dulcet voice directed towards you, whether kind or cruel, you desire it all from Diluc. You can only resolve to getting on his nerves as he has yours, treading on the tightrope of your lover’s patience by flirting with the Cavalry Captain Kaeya. Never one to miss a jab at Diluc, Kaeya goes along with you the moment you slide into the seat by his, pleading eyes and petulant voice asking for his attention since someone wouldn’t give you any as he cleans the emptied glasses with a rag with more focus than he’s spared you all night.

Perhaps you were just bratty and needy for Diluc but as Kaeya lets you sip from his glass of liquor that he raised to your lips, you know you’ve crossed the line when you hear Diluc smashing a dirty glass against the counter, crushed by his fist <3 (You wish he had done that to your throat, eyes rolling back at the thought of his fingers crushing your larynx) You’re snapped out of the fantasy in your mind when Diluc pulls you posessively away from Kaeya with a snarl into his broad hold, the blue haired man just smirking playfully at you and shrugging nonchalantly towards Diluc. “I was just playing along with your needy little one.”

“You mean this nasty slut? Don’t waste your time with them. They’re mine.” Diluc’s demeaning claim on you only makes you shiver, anticipating how the filth will run from his mouth as he ruins you behind closed doors and under the covers, loving you in the most improper manner by treating you no better than the dirt beneath his feet. Aren’t you just so degenerate, wanting to make your lover become vile towards you in attempts for his depraved voice and actions as he punishes you?

300 posts with Laven special - Serendipity with Diluc Ragnivdr.

Releasing an continuation of this old fluff/angst with Diluc…

summary: diluc n you watching fireworks together. trying to climb the venti statue. planting lamp grass together.

How did you two become friends? Reader is also a noble so your parents just expected you to get along with the red head, the illustrious son of the Ragnivdr clan. The first thing you did was compliment his eye catching hair and eyes. He let you braid his hair and even said you did a good job! You prattled on about your travels and hometown and he tells you about how he’s going to protect Mondstat. You believe in him and tell him that he’ll make a great protector.

One of your many memories with him are watching exploding fireworks, imported from Inazuma’s famed Naganohara Fireworks store. When his face is illuminated by the array of human made stars, you smile to yourself and close your eyes, making a silent prayer to whichever Archon would listen - that your love for Diluc would remain like a firework, forever burned into your mind and mesmerising beyond words.

During Windblume, to Diluc and you, Lamp grass was the flower close to your hearts. The small flower that emits a luminescent blue glow and soft chime each time you approached, it seemed fitting for the two of you to plant them together. Together near Wolvendom, days under the sunshine and gentle breeze of Barbatos, the two of you planted patches of the flower with the care of a parent.

When found by some Springvale villagers in the late afternoon taking a break, you’re merrily invited into their customs, “Young hunters who are looking for love go to Wolvendom to catch foxes and then release the foxes with wreaths of flowers atop the foxes' heads.” Before you can protest, Diluc is dragged away to catch cunning foxes with hunters and you help weave a flower crown while being told that “It’s a prayer for finding love in the year ahead…” Though the thought is sweet, you think to yourself - Why would I need to pray to find love when it’s right beside me?

When Diluc returns with a disgruntled face, he has a sullen fox caught in his trap whilst other hunters pat him on the back - you giggle to yourself, he must’ve had a not so good time with the others but still you place your lamp grass wreath atop the animal’s head before releasing it into the wild with Diluc by your side.

As the festival continues on, Diluc and you spend a day offering lamp grasses to the Barbatos statue, fighting the many crowds to place your own grown bouquet at the archon’s feet. The two of you are shoved together so often by the hordes of people and almost separated that Diluc takes the initiative to grab your hand with his own gloved one, mumbling out an excuse that it’s to make sure you two stay together while your heart pounds inside your ribcage. Afterwards, to shake off the nerves and Diluc’s hand, you suggest jokingly that the two of you should climb the statue, making it to Barbato’s palms to see all of Mondstat in it’s glory during Windblume. To your surprise, Diluc agrees and begins scaling the marble before you can even register that he was willing! The two of you attempt to climb it without the sisters catching you and are rewarded by the sea of floral decorations, chatty citizens and individuals enjoying their own little worlds. “You see that eagle flying so regally in the sky, watchful and proud? That’ll be me one day.” Diluc’s voice draws your attention to the soaring bird in the sky, free flying like the faith of all Mondstat people. You don’t doubt one bit that Diluc will become that eagle - protecting the City of Freedom and perhaps that’s why you love him so much. He’s dedicated to duty and the very home you’ve come to love. You tell him with a knowing smile, “Until then... Perhaps you should raise one?”

a/n: and that’s my lil fun hc on how diluc got his pet birb <3333 i love diluc sm he's my best boy... i had more angsty thoughts possible but i cut it out cause i think it can be a chara study rather than this fun lil thing!!! hope ur having a good day n loving diluc today <3

note: my blog contains adult/dark content. please do not interact if you are a minor.

OK SOBS LAVEN JIEJIE I HAD SKME RLY WILD THOUGHTS EARLIER and i finally wanted to stop lurking.. but imagine diluc gege nd kaeya gege fucking u in school

These two geges just drags u out of class nd into an empty classroom and just push you belly down on the table nd they lift ur skirt showing the pretty plug in your cute little cunny bc they never let u wear panties

Before u all went to school earlier ofc they had to give u ur daily dose of their cum how could u live w/o it honestly and then they pull it out and diluc gege just directly shoves the whole of his way too fat cock in before the cum could drip while kaeya runs his hands on your pretty hair and wipes ur tears as he fucks ur throat so roughly and meanly making u choke on his also very fat fat cock

All of this happens in front of a big window and u think everyone outside can see u but really, it was a one way window. ur geges would never want to share you to the world!

- Ke

gege luc and gege kae with their pliant little meimei <3

no because, they’re respected upperclassman! everyone asks you how you’re related to such handsome n intelligent men, always being questioned if they have girlfriends while you squirm in your seat, cunt stuffed full of their mixed loads !! no one knows that kaeya and diluc are dirty sister fuckers,, who fuck you awake n asleep n even during school breaks. when they’re impatient, your gege’s drag you out of class with an excuse only to strip you in the next classroom, hungry kisses littering your skin!! diluc gege would flip up your skirt, hands groping the flesh of your ass and grinding his erection on your bare cunt. kaeya gege is busy marking up your neck while taking off your shirt, making the buttons break n palming your tits <3 it’s so nasty, being sandwiched between your beloved brothers with classes going on right next door.

when they’ve got you in position to take their cocks, kaeya gege is removing his pants while making you suck on his fingers, slobbering cutely as he praises you. “aren’t you just a precious whore for your gege’s?” diluc gege isn’t as kind, spanking you harshly on your drenched folds and making you jolt before pulling out your plug <3 the obscene squelch of your juices and their precious loads as the plug gets taken away makes you whine shyly around kaeya’s fingers - though it’s replaced with his fat cock, bullying it’s way into your throat. kaeya gege may be sweet with his words but his actions of forcing you down his length till your nose is flush against his navel say otherwise <3

diluc gege just meanly shoves his length into your cunny, pounding away for his pleasure immediately, every thrust having you gag on kaeya gege!! being filled from both sides has you cockdrunk, not noticing your surroundings of massive windows till diluc gege speaks to kaeya casually as if they’re not fucking your pretty brains out, “shit, think everyone can see us having sex with our stupid meimei…”

kaeya just chuckles and strokes your hair as you gurgle in protest to being seen, “let them see how much of a slut she is for her dear geges.” diluc groans in agreement cs you’ve gotten tighter around his dick during this conversation, clenching down in nervousness - you don’t wanna ruin your gege’s reputations just cause you love their cocks so much!!! but they know it’s one way.. they love you so much and just wanted to mess with you mwah.

sweet brainless meimei being corrupted and believing that gege kaeya and diluc are the best in the world <3

Hi laven you must have a massive diluc brainrot today with how much diluc related post you posted today, especially the diluc ni one hehehehehe that piece was hot. So what if the reader is purposely wearing skimpy clothes around the house and seducing step bro diluc and then one night while he was drunk he just fucks you in your room hard. (goodluck walking tomorrow).

-angst anon

little do you know anon that i’m tipsy rn n god i’ve watched sm and read so much incst today thinking abt diluc nii just taking me <3

seducing step bro diluc isn’t hard, god knows how little control he has when it comes to you - the precious lil thing his father’s remarriage has brought to him, practically the best gift he could ever ask for, a naive dumb nymph that clearly wants him too. the moment you met diluc, you must’ve been so upset that he was going to be your brother, having missed out on dating such a wonderful man only to learn that you’ll be living with him <3

after that, you’d skip around the house in skimpy outfits, making sure diluc’s eyes are drawn to you always and bending over at any chance to show your curves, ready to be grabbed n held by your step bro !! diluc tries his best really at keeping onto his morals and even goes out to the bar to avoid you, but when he returns wasted, all his self control is gone and you’re right there, tempting him into your bedroom and into your waiting embrace.

you can sniff the aroma of alcohol on his body as you help him undress, knowing he’s in a daze and tasting the liquor on his tongue when you slot your mouths together. the kiss starts slow, tongues swirling round each other heatedly till diluc’s taking over, his head clearing up while yours becomes clouded with lust. diluc’s hands find their way to your waist, gripping hard as he makes out with you, it seems like he’s just as desperate for release as you through his actions.

dunno how you could stand it, melting in diluc’s arms as he takes his sweet time devouring your lips.. guess it’s punishment for being so needy and teasing all the time cause you can’t help but whimper out pleas for diluc to fuck you already. he hushes you and finally pushes you onto the bed, unbuckling his pants hurriedly and burying himself deep inside you. the slow push into your cunt and the drag of his veins against your walls has you crying out in pleasure, finally full with diluc’s dick that you’ve been dreaming of for ages. similarly, diluc’s hissing as he holds back the urge to blow his load, instead snapping n bucking his hips in a quick rhythm, relishing in being deep in his step sis’s pussy <3

the both of you are lost in the sin that you don’t even have the door shut, moans and lewd slaps echoing through the household as diluc keeps pounding into you without abandon. it’s simply too much when diluc thrusts against a soft spongy spot inside your walls, causing you to convulse in electric pleasure and leave a creamy ring round diluc’s length that keeps entering and leaving your pussy with obscene wet squelches. you’d be so sensitive as he keeps chasing his own climax, twitching as he continues on with his drunken daze, fucking you hard like you’re his fleshlight, a cocksleeve made just for your step brother <3 when he finally stills and pumps in copious amounts of cum with his balls flush against your clit, diluc’s planting a guilty kiss on your lips, knowing there’s no going back after screwing his step sis without a condom… and he wants more rounds.

SECRET SANTA WITH LAVEN

“Merry Christmas!”

You walk up to your group of friends with your new step brother in tow, waving excitedly at everyone before placing down your gift for Secret Santa on the decorated table. You hoped that your person would enjoy the gift you prepared for them, wrapped in festive tissue paper with a handwritten letter. You had tried your best to keep it hidden who you got despite being bugged by your best friend and TA Albedo for answers and your new stepbrother Childe’s snooping around your room. Despite their mischief, you had presents for them too and was brimming with eagerness to unpack your own one!

You sat down next to Diluc who had a spare seat beside him, only to be sandwiched in by Kaeya on your other side, who was handing you a warm cup of eggnog to combat the snowy weather. Not long after, you settled into the cozy atmosphere of the café, indulging in treats while flitting in and out of the conversations. Even though the day was chilly with frost, you felt warm beside all your friends not knowing what’s to come this fateful christmas…

Open your present!

Under the mistletoe.

SFW kissing headcanons (Mailing from the North Pole)

From your Secret Santa.

Childe NSFW (Arrived at your letter box!)

For your Secret Santa.

Albedo NSFW (At the base of the gift tree!)

A white Christmas.

Kaeya NSFW (Mailing from the North Pole)

Season's greetings to my loves, I hope you enjoy these fics as your gift! Enjoy this holiday with your loved ones and stay safe.

From your Secret Santa, Childe

OPEN WITH CAUTION. CONTAINS NSFW DARK CONTENT. MDNI!

content warnings: unprotected (public) sex, stepcest/psuedoincest, breeding, objectification, dubcon, oral (fem receiving), sex toy usage, fem reader!

word count: 2.2k

You loved your new brother, Childe, but he was a bit creepy at times. Always whispering threats into your ear of wanting to fuck you and moaning out your name at night as he fucks his fist. He makes you uncomfortable sometimes after hearing his late night business…

So you’re glad for this event where you can forget about it and just enjoy yourself with gift giving! You lament the fact that he was invited too but it’s not that much of a big deal at least until it's time to open presents. Childe sat opposite you, his gaze clearly focused on your expressions and you shrunk closer to Diluc to avoid Childe’s eyes. At times like these, you were glad that Diluc was such a calm caring friend, a comforting presence as you open up your gift only to reveal… vibrating panties? It’s humiliating to hear the awkward laughs of your friends and you notice that the tag says For my princess, from Childe.

Everyone seems to look over the sexual nature of the gift and view it as a gag gift from your step brother and not the work of a complete creep. You’re unimpressed with the gift and feel rather upset that Childe’s ruined your Christmas, a pout forming on your face after the initial look of confusion melts away. Diluc seems to notice immediately and excuses the two of you from the table, guiding you to the toilets with the ridiculous present left behind. You don’t notice that Childe’s following your actions with intense eyes and he too leaves the table to tail after you too.

Once away from everyone else, you begin to complain to Diluc who listens intently, “Childe crossed a line, he thinks he’s being funny but it’s just so mean of him! I just wanted to enjoy today and he pulls this, it’s like he doesn’t even care for my feelings.”

“I do care about your feelings… especially about you feeling good.”

You turn back to see Childe against the wall, the panties in hand and glaring firmly at Diluc as you gasp. “ Childe- I…”

“I’ll show you how good I can make you feel right now, little sis.” With that, he’s approaching you and pulling you towards the bathroom only to be stopped by Diluc.

“You really shouldn’t be treating her like this, it’s wrong.”

Childe just scoffs and tugs you close to his chest, arm wrapped around your waist possessively as he smirks at Diluc. “It’s none of your business.. She’s my sister anyways. What even are you to her?”

Childe accompanies his words with wet uncomfortable kisses to your collarbone, his tongue against your skin making you squirm in his hold and hide away from Diluc’s eyes. You were upset but you couldn’t really stay mad at Childe… you love your step brother even though he acts like this sometimes!

As Childe melts away at your resistance by pulling the sibling strings of your heart, Diluc’s gritting his teeth with a clenched fist watching you be touched so lewdly by your own step brother, in public no less, when he’s the one with crush on you and never made you upset a day of your friendship.

Childe takes Diluc’s silence as an answer and steps towards the males bathroom with you dazed, hand already underneath your skirt to tug your panties down as he walks you towards an open stall. “You can come and listen if you care so much about her. If I’m feeling nice this Christmas, I might even let you join in.”

With that, you’re placed with your hands on the toilet seat and ass facing Childe as he slides your underwear off, his face between your trembling legs as he presses soft kisses to your inner thighs. “You’re so pretty baby, such a tease all the time.. All mine to play with, aren’t you?”

Childe barely sounds lucid with his heated breath tickling your skin, his words making you unwillingly wet and shy away from his lips, stopped by his harsh grip on your legs. You wonder how delusional Childe is for these perverted thoughts while praising you with such a handsome face. It’s embarrassing how attracted you are to him despite his humiliation and creepy behavior. You squeal when Childe blows air on your bare cunt, mind coming back to earth to plead with him. “No, no, Childe don’t do that, give my panties back!”

Childe laughs, making heat pool to your stomach as you whine, desperate to cover up and get out of this situation and to deny your growing arousal. “I’ll help you put them back on, just be patient.”

You can’t see Childe’s face but you’re sure it must be one of sick mischief as he slips underwear back up your legs, leaving a trail of kisses upwards before the panties are flush against you. You sigh relieved, moving to get up before you hear a soft click and a delicious buzz begin to whir to life against your clit, moaning in surprise as the vibration stimulates your private parts so intimately, sending electric pleasure up your spine.

“Nngh-! Childe- ah, what uh, did you do?!!”

“Not much princess, just gave you a present.”

You struggle to turn your head as your body twitches from the sensation between your legs, looking pitifully at Childe as he just smiles lovingly at you. Childe even strokes teasingly on your soaked cunt, making you yelp as the pleasure builds up, wet patches forming on your panties with every vibration against your drenched pussy.

“Please- ah, please Childe, please-” Every word that you tried to form were interrupted by humiliating moans, body shaking as you beg Childe to stop though the words never make their way out.

“Hm? Did I hear please more? Of course you can have more baby.”

You shake your head no in response but Childe ignores you, upping the level of the vibrator by a remote and stimulating you even harder, feeling your sensitive pussy lips ache. As your climax comes closer, feeling on the edge when Childe presses his fingers against your cunt meanly, urging you to cum for him, you feel the high hit you with a lewd moan, legs clamping around Childe’s arm as you shake.

“Ah- feels so good, nngh Childe!”

You’re flushed red all over, feeling the heat spread all over your body as the orgrasm ebbs through your body, ashamed that you just came in front of your step brother. Childe doesn’t seem to mind though, sniffing at your cunt and peeling off your sticky panties with a pleased grin.

“I told you I’d make you feel good.. now, thank you for the Christmas gift darling.”

Childe’s diving in between your thighs, tongue flicking at your sensitive clit and lapping at all the juices you just released, slick coming out onto his tongue as he lewdly eats you out. Wet slurps fills the stall as you cry from overstimulation, eyes brimming with tears as your clit’s sucked harshly upon by Childe.

“You taste so good, better than anything we’ve eaten today.”

When Childe’s tongue makes it’s way into your entrance, you sob out from the way it delves inside your walls, the slick muscle sliding in and out, making a mess of your cunt. Your sobs of pleasure only increase in volume when he inserts a finger beside his tongue, stroking your insides at a fast pace.

“It’s too much, oh please-”

You shudder when it becomes all too much, body coming down with a second orgrasm onto Childe’s face as he licks up every last drop of juice that leaks from your sopping hole. Your brain feels fuzzy from how the rush of electricity seems to be running through your veins, whimpering when Childe slips his finger and tongue out, already clenching down on the emptiness as you’re internally glad it’s over.

At least you thought so, cause after a quick shuffle of Childe’s pants, his massive thick cock is slipping inside your needy pussy, pulsing head pushing through your entrance as he groans with satisfaction, his calloused hand gripping tightly on your waist.

“Oh my god, Childe! Ah- no, you’re too big, nii-chan!”

You can feel Childe throb inside you as you cry out, your pet name for Childe slipping out, cunt gripping against his length as he feeds every inch inside your tired abused walls. Childe ruts into you, stretching you out with his girth and kissing your cervix with how deep he’s inside your cunt, belly practically bulging where he rocks his swollen tip into your womb. When you look down and see how Childe has his cock distending your tummy, your tears fall as you struggle to keep upright from the snapping of his hips, body shivering with pleasure as you feel ashamed for feeling so good from your stepbrother’s dick.

Pathetic whines fall from your lips as you writhe on Childe’s length, “Uh, uh, nii-chan!” and at some point you’ve begun to move your hips back, meeting Childe’s thrusts subconsciously, craving more of Childe to fill you up with his balls slapping at your puffy clit with each of his deep strokes. Maybe your mind is melting as the heat between your joined bodies grows, feeling yourself slobber against the toilet seat as Childe pounds into you at an unfaltering rhythm. Childe’s grip on your waist loosens as he speeds up, his erection pulsing against your womb as he wraps an arm around your stomach and shoulders, lifting your shaking form up to reach a new angle inside your wrecked pussy.

When Childe lifts his hips up, your vision turns white as he hits your sweet spot dead-on, convulsing weakly with a broken moan, feeling your orgasm creep up with every well aimed thrust at the spot has you quivering in Childe’s hold. With the way Childe pants hungrily into your ear as he nibbles at the sensitive lobes, marking you up as he pounds into you wildly, you feel that Childe’s gonna burst inside you too. The sudden realisation hits you, your stepbrother is fucking you raw! He didn’t put a condom on, did he?

“Nnngh, Childe, nii-chan, ah- please, pull out, don’t cum inside please?”

It takes effort to get the words out as Childe’s fucking you dumb, begging prettily through slutty moans that only spur him on even more, with Childe’s cock disappearing in and out of your cunt even faster with your words. He fucks like a man possessed, ravaging you as if it’s the last thing he’ll do. Oh and if the last thing he does is impregnate his cute little step sis, it’ll be more than worth it.

“Not happening princess, how about we make some babies of our own? Let me breed you full of my load, have you dripping my cum. Doesn’t that sound so good darling?”

You hate to admit it and would never let it out of your lips, but your attractive step brother painting your insides white and flooding your womb? Nothing sounded more right in this moment as you felt yourself being fucked stupid, though the tiny rational part of your brain screamed no, you couldn’t have your nii-chan’s kids!

Whatever you thought didn’t seem to matter anyways as Childe continues to split you apart on his dick, focused on chasing his own climax by using your cunt as his cum dump. You don’t know how much time has passed as Childe’s made you feel mindless with delirious pleasure, mind not even registering that Diluc might still be nearby, hearing you having taboo indecent sex with your step brother. The very notion has you squeezing down on Childe, letting out an obscene moan as you cum, making Childe follow after you, stuffing his spurts of cum inside your womb with a deep thrust, burying himself flush against your body.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, what a perfect pussy you have, lil sis.”

You’re sleepy from the tiring orgrams Childe’s pulled out of your weary body, helpless as he lets you go from his arms and collapsing onto the toilet seat. You can feel the way Childe’s bred you full, his thick load overflowing in your cunt and leaking out your ruined folds as he pulls out with a spank to your ass, the flesh reddening as he rubs his palms over it. It feels so strange, being empty after Childe messed with your insides so indecently only for the stall door to swing open, revealing Diluc, a flustered expression on his face and.. Oh? A hard-on pressing against the confines of his tight slacks.

Childe doesn’t seem to care as he spreads your ass cheeks wide, parting your legs for a better view, showing you off like a filthy prize to Diluc. “Want my sloppy seconds? I can go for another round with her mouth you know, haven’t tried that fuckhole yet.”

You’re just there, limp and drooling all over the dirty toilet with your abused hole twitching with your step brother’s load, wordless as you hear Diluc’s footsteps approaching and his pants unzip… ♡

early christmas present for my loves, degen anon & angst anon <3

a/n: might... write a non dark version ehe or continue with diluc fucking the shit out of you... pass out from childe plugging up your mouth and wake up to them pounding into both your holes, whimpering quietly as your throat's all sore... maybe another guy has come in looking for you three and will take up your mouth

prompt by degen anon: having your secret santa get you vibrating panties at a public hangout event with all your friends. they all thought it was a gag gift from your very attractive newly acquainted step brother, but what you can can tell it’s more a promise other than a threat <3

Two's a crowd, three's a party.

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Content: Kaeya Alberich x fem!Reader x Diluc Ragnvindr

Warnings: Reader possibly two-timing?

Notes: Just a small thing I wrote to get my Genshin Impact side of my blog going. I got a little carried away with it tho lol

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Imagine Diluc and Kaeya both pining after you.

I feel like the two would be into similar women, and of course with that being the case, sometimes their interests overlap. Enter; you. Both men want you so bad, wishing and hoping you'll be by their side instead of the others.

Being so close for majority of their lives, of course they each know the signs of when the other is interested in someone. It becomes some sort of competition between the two.

The two are polar opposites, each man strong where the other is weak. Kaeya is very social, flirty, and persuasive. Diluc is very reserved, quiet, and stand-offish.

Kaeya is fairly touchy, often complimenting you before taking you by the hand. If he's feeling ballsy enough, he might kiss your hand before dragging you off somewhere. He not only loves boasting about himself, but he also boasts about how beautiful you look in that moment. He always strings words together so smoothly that makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter harder than they have for anyone else.

Kaeya would openly praise you in front of the other knights, making his claim on you for all to see. Almost nobody would dare challenge his affections for you. Almost.

Diluc on the other hand, is much more reserved than the cavalry captain. He's content with staying in, or having you visit him at work. He knows of Kaeya's affections for you - everyone and their archon knows. But as long as you two aren't official, Diluc sneaks himself in there.

No matter what kind of mood Diluc is in, once you walk in, you always put a little smile on his face. He's not a very affectionate man, but he'll be a comforting presence if you need it. He immediately offers you a drink or a chance to make some small talk while he works. Charles will offer to take over Diluc's shift and allow him to leave the tavern with you.

Sometimes he takes the offer, and when he does, he leads you to the fields outside the city gates. He'll pluck a flower and place it behind your ear, quietly complimenting how you shine in the moonlight, comparing your beauty to the flower, and in his head he's claiming that you are the prettiest woman in all of Mondstadt. He'll hold your hands gently in his warm ones while getting lost in your eyes, wishing this moment would never pass.

If he doesn't take the offer, he usually serves you juice while making small talk in hushed whispers. It isn't until later in the night, when the drunkards file out of the tavern, that he begins serving you some alcohol. It's not enough to get you drunk, as he still makes some hushed conversation with you. He'll gently place his hand on yours, his facial expression the softest it's ever looked.

While Kaeya shouts, Diluc whispers. While Kaeya drags you everywhere, Diluc keeps you in. Where Kaeya's weaknesses are, Diluc has strengths in, and vice versa. It's a perfect mix, and you often wish you could have both men.

But, as Kaeya walks into the tavern and a glare-off begins between the two men, causing Diluc to walk away and Kaeya to sit down next to you and chat like nothing happened, you realized that the two would never agree to such arrangements.

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