includes. venti, diluc, xiao, zhongli, childe, kazuha
— venti sits beside your bed, lyre in hand. his fingers pluck a simple lullaby as you grip the edge of his shirt, trying to forget about the nightmare. he’s still alive, breathing with you, and when at last you drift off to sleep, the gentle melody fades away and he presses a soft kiss on your forehead. “sleep well, my love”
— diluc closes the tavern with a flower tucked behind his ear and an old record playing. “dance with me!” you say, and take his hands, dragging him to the center of the room. he blushes when you put his hand on your waist, but he soon falls into the steps as you slow dance in the candlelight, foreheads pressed together
— xiao spends his afternoon trying to catch crystalflies with his hands. he stands on his tiptoes, peering over a low tree branch, and you giggle as he clamps his hands around empty air. “what are you doing?” you ask. leaves cling to his hair, so you run your fingers through his dark locks and watch them fall to the ground. “trying to catch one for you” he grumbles, “because they’re pretty, like you are”
— zhongli leaves you letters sealed with wax slid under the door, left by your bed, or hidden in odd places that only the two of you would look, because he’s always thinking of you. three lines or five paragraphs laced with love to remind you that when it all seems like too much he is there, forever
— childe brings you to the boardwalk to watch the sun slip below the horizon and paint the sky orange and gold. as the last rays of light fade, he wraps an arm around you and pulls you close. “a lot of people get engaged at sunset” he says, slipping a ring on your finger. “do you wanna try it?”
— kazuha lays with his head in your lap, twirling blades of grass between his fingers. “what would i do without you?” he says, gazing up at you. it catches you off guard and your flustered face makes him laugh, high and clear, and he sits up to kiss your lips and feel your smile against his. it has always been the most beautiful thing to him
xiao: sir please stop eating my bf whole hes crying
@me whenever I see them together
genshin boys as break up tropes
character/s: albedo, childe, diluc, kaedehara kazuha, gorou, scaramouche, thoma, xiao
albedo: the “i left because the longer i stayed, the less i loved myself” trope, because you were tired of always feeling like the way he looked over at you had grown into a sense of repulsion rather than love.
childe: the “i know what’s good for me and i knew it wasn’t you” trope, because even as he flees the scene with a cruel smirk and leaves you to take the fall on the moist dirt with blood on your hands — in the distant gleam of flashing red lights and faint shouts echoing in the tranquil woods…you still think he’s a good person.
diluc: the “i love the memories more than i love you” trope, because at some point, the both of you had realized you only dragged the relationship on, with the basis that the person in front of you was the still the same one you swore you remembered in your head.
kazuha: the “there are some things that you just have to walk away from, no matter how much it hurts” trope, because you hate that you would never bring yourself to love anyone more than the destined wanderer, and he hates that he would never find it in himself to love anyone the same way he loved the you that wished to settle down.
gorou: the “and i waited, and i never complained — because i figured you’d love me” trope, because he finally realized that the biggest mistake wasn’t falling for you, but for thinking that you had fallen for him too.
scaramouche: the “i only got closer to you because i wanted her” trope, because you’ve never realized how much you loved him until it began to hurt when you stood aside and watched the way your lover’s bitter irises softened at her name.
thoma: the “it’s painful to ask someone to stay, when you know they want to leave” trope, because even though he knows you’ve already grown tired of him, he can’t find it in himself to admit the repulsive truth that you just don’t love him like he loves you anymore.
xiao: the “i miss you doesn’t mean i’m coming back, and i love you doesn’t mean i’ll stay” trope, because even as you hear the soft rumble of his familiar voice through your phone that sings you tenderly to sleep on a lonely night — despite you parting your own separate ways months ago and deciding to remain as close friends, you never stopped praying to the gods that it would somehow…still be him at the end of it.
oikawa, the immature yet patient boyfriend, that takes you wherever he goes because he just loves being around you.
oikawa, who grows restless at night when you’re not there beside him and finds it hard to stop thinking about you.
oikawa, who’s more passionate about you than he ever has been about volleyball.
oikawa, who takes iwaizumi’s taunts and teases just to be able to look at you and call you his.
oikawa, who loves when you come to game night with the seijoh 4, but doesn’t appreciate when mattsun asks you to be his partner to piss tooru off.
oikawa, who always allows you to steal his hoodies and shirts no matter what, but loves them even more when you give them back and they smell distinctly of you.
that oikawa boy that happens to love you so much that he hesitates to accept the offer to go play for argentina’s volleyball team because it upset you so much.
oikawa, the boy who loves when you agree to watch movies with him, even if they’re the shitty alien movies he enjoys so much.
oikawa, the boy who accepts the alien-themed stuffed animals you religiously buy him so he has a closet full of them.
oikawa, whom allows you to play with his hair even when he treats it like one of his prized possessions, just because it makes you so happy when you try a different hairstyle on him that makes his face look weird.
oikawa, who picks you up in his arms on graduation day and spins you as his encore of iwaizumi, hanamaki, and matsukawa cheer and whoop now that you’re all officially free.
oikawa, who could never ask for a better partner.
and finally, that damn tooru who finds your face in a crowd of thousands at his olympic match against japan next to mattsun and makki and waves, smiling that perfect smile.
does it matter if it's not the right way to hold a weapon.. if it looks THIS COOL
save natsuo!
Notes: Feeding everyone.
Characters: Aether, Albedo, Bennett, Chongyun, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Razor, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Xingqiu, Zhongli, fem!reader
Warnings: not proofread, hints of death, implications of dying, mentions of death, bit of crack, bit of angst, bit of fluff, bit of everything
Personal Favourites in this work: Venti, Diluc, Albedo, Xiao
His sister is already missing. What do you think he would feel if you ask something like that?
The fear in him is real. It seems endless, all this looking around for his sister. Adding you going missing into the mix, it was like torture. Like an endless spiral down into an endless hole.
“Aether? It’s just a hypothetical question, you don’t have to think about it too mu–” you were really just blurting out thoughts and nonsense.
He pulls you in for a hug, one arm tight around your waist and the other behind your head. “Please don’t” he whispers. “I don’t have anything else,”
He’ll become a shell of himself if you disappear. He’d look for you, but he’ll shed tears every night.
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[Pairing/s: Platonic!Venti x Reader]
Genre: Fluff, comfort
Warning: None
Note: I couldn't fall asleep, so I write. Grammatical errors will be edited in the morning, ehe.
"Shall I sing you a lullaby to help you fall asleep?" Your bard friend suggested after you told him about your little predicament, unable to fall asleep because of your active mind and a wild imagination that scared you enough for you to not be able to fall asleep. How he got into your room? Well, the wind vision bearer bard had heard you through the wind that entered your room as you sigh and complain to yourself about your situation and wanted to help, so he claims, maybe he just wanted to sleep over cause he has no where else to rest for the night.
"That would be highly appreciated, Venti" he smirk upon hearing your reply and immediately took out his lyre to play you a tune, a famous lullaby that every children of Mondstadt knew, familiar words enter your ears that you remember your mother used to sang to you when you were just a little lass, accompanied by Venti's comforting voice that you grew familiar and fond of.
Your body instantly relaxes, your eyes growing drowsy with every word that spills from the Bard's mouth, you grew sleepier and sleepier until your eyes grew tired enough to close, your body sink into the comfort of your mattress whilst your consciousness drift off to dreamland, finally getting your rest.
Venti ended the lullaby and placed his lyre aside, to cover you up with your blanket that protects you from the cold of the night, quietly he stare at the tranquil expression you wear as you sleep.
"Sweet dreams, (Y/N)"
One of the greatest moments in anime history.
Kaedehara Kazuha ; Moonlight Breeze