THINK YOU NEED SOMEONE YOUNGER + ONE PIECE MEN

Not my usual stuff I write, but the 2.3 event really has me in a chokehold!

I keep thinking about a reader that’s been rejected by Albedo, slowly withdrawing from his life because she doesn’t want to be hurt anymore by him, even if he doesn’t know. Eventually she’s completely out of his life, trying to live without him back in the city since he’s always at Dragonspine. That’s when she meets ‘Albedo’ once again outside of town and Dragonspine. With that she’s just breaks down, hugging him and cries, asking why does it hurt to love him. ‘Albedo’ will probably take advantage and get her to fall even deeper, saying he does love her. Unfortunately, reader’s not stupid. She notices how he behaves slightly differently from before and how his star is sometimes gone, but doesn’t say anything because she genuinely loves this person, even if it’s not the Albedo she thought they were. So when the real Albedo finds the two and sees how affectionate she is to the fake, some thing just makes him angry at the situation.

Bro this just reminds me of siblings that don’t like each other, the younger being more loved and had a really loyal girl he disregarded. The older swoops in and gets her to love him for revenge originally, only to fall in love. The younger is mad, and tries to take them back, leading to a constant back and forth fight.

So could I have some headcannons, (Or whatever you're comfortable with) of Kaeya? Specifically, reader who has the biggest crush on him. Reader occasionally joins Donna for simping over their respective Ragnvindr brother. Not unlike some strange wing woman. I think it would be amusing if Kaeya got wind of these 'sessions'. Fem!Reader is preferred, but do what's comfy for you. - Windwheel Aster Anon

Hi Windwheel Aster Anon! Thanks for the ask, I am so sorry this is so late!

I had a pretty bad day today...but I hope this makes you happy :3 Enjoy!

Everyone in Monstadt knows you have the biggest crush on cavalry captain Kaeya

Sometimes people forget your name and when they’re talking about you, Person A is like ‘Ah, you know who I’m talking about, dontcha? That person who fancies Captain Kaeya? What was their name again? Er…’

And when that doesn’t work, Person B is like, “Oh, the person who stands beside Donna most of the day, right?”

Person A snaps their fingers and is like, “Yeah! That person. So and so.”

But yeah, you are often seen standing beside Donna, daydreaming about yourself and Kaeya

You often imagine him cornering you against a wall and leaning in to kiss you

Thinking about the two of you sitting in the library when the sun is setting over the walls of Mondstadt, trying to learn Hilichurlian language and him chuckling as you go “YAaaa!” and “Ye” and “dada nunuu”

Thinking about cooking with Kaeya and trying out some new recipes and you’ll hold the spoon to him for a taste and if you get some food on your chest, he’ll grab you and lean forwards and lick it off you and -

Yep, your thoughts can also get pretty nsfw at some times too, but mostly sfw

One day, you’re like “Master Kaeya…” with hands cupping your cheeks as you watch your beloved cavalry captain march outside the gates of Mondstadt with the other soldiers. He was going out for an expedition and wouldn’t be expected to return in at least 14 hours. You stare without abandon as he starts ordering the soldiers. “Gosh I can’t stop thinking about him…I hope he stays safe and takes care. I will pray to Barbatos to look over him."

“Moon pie!” squeals Donna.

She’s totally thinking about something else, but whatever.

The two of you are often like this.

The two you, just standing there side by side near the flower stall with not much to do, staring at your crushes as they passed. Diluc isn’t really seen with Kaeya but you still stay with Donna anyway because you have this camaraderie with her

Yep, it was normal

The people of Mondstadt are so used to this common sight where you and Donna chat together about your crushes and eventually Kaeya finds out because of cos he has tonnes of connections and he’s actually really happy that he has an admirer

So he starts noticing that indeed, you’re always there to see him off when he goes on expeditions but you keep your distance

Occasionally, when he walks past he’ll look at you and smirk

Cue ovary explosion

Next day, he gives you a little wave but you squeak and run and hide behind Donna

Ohhhh, you’re shy, Kaeya thinks as he smirks to himself. This is going to be even fun than he thought…

One day, you’re standing with Donna and waiting to see Kaeya but he doesn’t appear and you’re like, “Where is Master Kaeya? He’s not here yet…”

And suddenly you hear this voice to your right saying, “What do you mean?”

“He was supposed to be here…it’s already five minutes past…where is he??”

“Maybe something bad happened to him.”

“No way! Master Kaeya is so strong!”

“Oh?”

“Yeah!” But then you deadpan because you can’t outrule the possibility. “…By the beard of Barbatos! You’re right! What if something bad has happened to him?! I need to find Master Jean! Oh, Master Jeannnn!”

And you take off trying to run but suddenly you are grabbed by the back of the collar and pulled back; you look up and you’re like ACK! Kaeya????!!

There he stands, smirking at you

And he lets go of you and you’re left to stand in front of him, floundering around and looking sheepish. “Er…”

“What’s wrong, little kitten? Weren’t you looking for me just a minute ago? Here I am.”

Taking a step towards you, you take a step backwards.

“Er…” you squeak.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” He says with a smirk.

He takes another step forwards and your back hits the wall, shaking as Kaeya looms over you, planting his hand by your head and reaching for your hair with his other hand, twirling some hair between his gloved fingers

You look up and his face is really close to yours; you can see the diamond in his eye. It's beautiful...

“I-I…*squeak*”

Kaeya chuckles as he brings your lock of hair to his lips.

He didn’t mean to make you faint, honestly

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contains ★ dan heng x gn!reader, fluff, jealous!reader, 0.4k wc. ﾉ requested for my milestone event. sorry it's a short drabble not a oneshot :( but i hope u enjoy it !!

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"hey," dan heng calls for you, but you don’t respond. your back facing him, refusing to look his way.

“look at me.” he calls once more, still no response from you. for context, you’re very mad and jealous after seeing another random girl holding onto his arm so tightly and pulling him so close to her, a little too close for your liking.

you probably shouldn’t be this jealous because you know that dan heng belongs to you, and you belong to him. everyone around you knows that by now, but apparently some girls just don’t it, or pretend not to. and it makes you furious.

“please.. just listen to me.” he pleas, his voice coming off a bit shaky as he begs you to give him a chance to explain himself. since you instantly ran away before giving him the chance to say anything, so you think to yourself that you should at least listen to him first before you act upon your raging emotions.

you turn around and your eyes meet his deep, teal ones for the first time since the incident, and you can notice how his face lights up when you finally look at him.

“you’re finally looking at me.” dan heng sighs in relief as his hand finds a home onto your cheek. his thumb delicately brushes against your skin, and you can’t help but melt away in his touch. only he has this effect on you.

"you seemed to be having a good time with her back there.." you scorn as a disdained look makes its way onto your face.

"it was nothing like that," he begins to explain, his eyes fixed on you as if you're the only thing he sees. "i hated how she touched me as if we were familiar when we weren't."

dan heng pauses a little and takes your hand in his, gripping it tightly. while his other hand still softly caresses your cheek, his thumb strokes in soothing circles.

"i only love it when you touch me." he smiles ever so gently. your face begins to relax as the disdained look from earlier changes to a softer, flushed one.

"you're mine, dan heng." you state and dan heng looks at you as if you're stating the obvious.

"i know, i'm only yours." he murmurs in a soft spoken tone.

you release your hand from his tight grip and wrap your arms around him, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. you feel his arms rest firmly around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he peppers the back of your ear and down your neck in feather kisses.

"i love you, so so much." you tenderly whisper against his ear.

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BREAKUP THROUGH TEXT PRANK

venti, xiao x gender!neutral reader

requested by @nebulaera

venti

xiao

a/n: hope u enjoyed, sorry it was a couple days late :) hope it’s good lol

Isn't he just dreamy!!

This is actually the context for this pic guys trust me my uncle works at mihoyo

smol confused boi wip.

I wanna make a Genshin Impact Otome game but I cant do it without help because sometimes my brain and hands wont do things 😩😩

I dunno if I'd want it to take place in a modern au or in the normal world of Teyvat!

If it was in normal teyvat, I'd want the premise to be that you fall asleep and in your dream you find that your falling but there are three swirling vortexes and a voice tells you to choose one before you plummet to your death. Whichever number you choose is where you'll wake up and be found by either Amber (Mondstat), Xiao (Liyue), or Thoma (Inazuma) and the journey would start there as you get to know the other characters! What do you think?

begging on my knees asking mihoyo to give ayato a fan like ayaka

because imagine. imagine being so intimidated by his regal presence that you can't quite look at him, more accustomed to admiring him from afar. he's like the sun, an overwhelming brilliance that you can't help shying away from, yet a radiance you adore. he's certainly not someone for you to approach, but he's already there — patiently waiting for you to make your next move, expression unreadable.

well. you couldn't read it because you were deliberately avoiding looking at it.

but it's not like you ever had a choice in the matter. it's not that you walked into the kamisato estate by your own whims, either; you've been personally granted an audience, and it would be a grave offense to ignore the yashiro commission.

but you expected him to demand for your attention by calling your name, not by- not by whatever this is-

he lifts the tip of his fan to rest underneath your chin, gently tipping it up to get a better look at your face. you can't stop the embarrassing squeak spilling from your lips, shocked and mortified and flustered all at once.

ayato's face is too close for comfort, forcibly making you meet his eyes. his sharp features are even prettier with a closer look, clear blue eyes staring at you with rapt attention. you feel his hair softly brush against your cheek, and you send a prayer to the archons: please let me leave alive today. this man will be the death of me.

Scaramouche x Reader - Loss

tw: death, blood

(Y/n) spotted him walking towards her, her weaken state trembling under his gaze, Childe was behind him, arms crossed.

She kneeled infront of him, her legs shaking as she tried to keep the blood that filled her mouth inside.

"M-my lord" The girl spoke weakily, her tounge rolled up to contain the red liquid, but her teeth gave it away.

"Stand up, soldier" he demands with a cold gaze, totally clueless.

Childe sees right through her act tho, he watches her try to not faint infront of both of them from the pain, he notices the way her once pearl white teeth are stained with blood, and he glares at the hand holding her stomach, but her act was pretty good, not flinching, not shaking while one knee stood on the ground.

"I can't, i'm sorry my lord" (Y/n) apologizes, keeping her stotic facade on, her eyes dark red. Fury, or pain.

Scaramouche tch'd.

"Why aren't you obeying, you little slut"

Childe held an arm in front of the man, and walked fowards.

"(Y/n), lift up your shirt"

Panic crossed her eyes, but soon it dissapared like mist, biting her lip slightly.

"Sir, i-"

Childe made a bold move, took her by her forearms and lifted her up with ease, like she was a feather, while one hand kept her standing, the other one went for the black fabric of her fitted shirt, lifting it up, to see the injury.

Childe gasped, someone had pierced some type of weapon through the girl's stomach, almost letting her internal organs spill out.

"(Y/n)..."

She pushed him away, and fell to the cold floor, her eyes loosing the shine they usually held.

"I'm sorry my lord, i couldn't-"

"Shut up, Tartaglia, go get her some type of paramedics or something!"

Soon, the tall man was gone.

Her eyes widened as she watched as he fell to his knees infront of her.

"Who did this to you?!"

"It isn't important"

He slapped her, hard, making her stumble backwards, but he caught her wrist and lantched her to his chest.

"It is important, i'm gonna break all the bones of their bodies and beat them up with my own fist, to then-"

"Scaramouche, please" she begged, gripping the cloth of his armour tightly into her tiny fists, her wound long forgotten.

"You'll be ok, (Y/n), you've always been ok, you'll be back, you'll recover, like you always do"

The girl shook her head and smiled sadly, tears spilling down her cheeks and under her throat.

"I don't think so, my lord"

She looks at him like the fire in her eyes has been dowsed with ice water, if anything it makes the red more pale. He's not used to it, it unnerves him. He wants her to give freely like she always does but she won't. It's like she just crawled right back inside some invisible shell and no matter how hard he tries she's unreachable. She moves her eyes more slowly, like they're heavy, an effort to move. Scaramouche wants to crack a joke but he knows she doesn't have the enegry to laugh. He's kneeling right next to her but she might as well be on heaven.

She stops moving all of the sudden, her half-lidded eyes closing.

"Don't fucking close your eyes, you hear me?!"

Silence

"Soldier!"

Silence

"Soldier!"

Silence once again.

"(Y-y/n)?

He was trying to fight a rising panic, his heart leaping on his throat, uneasy, he was fucking terrified for god's sake.

He, the mighty Scaramouche was scared senslessly, his arms trembling as he shook the girl's limp form desperatly.

"Please"

He neared his ear to her chest, not hearing her heartbeates anymore.

She wasn't breathing.

"PLEASE!"

And with that, all the humanity he had left died with her, his precious soldier, his secret lover, his soon-to-be wife.