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Knights of Favonius: Are you lying?

Venti: That depends on how you define lying.

Knights of Favonius: Well I define it as not telling the truth, how do you define it?

Venti:

Venti: ... reclining your body in a horizontal position.

Knights of Favonius: Get out of here.

Venti: That’s fair.

Hi there!! Can i please request for something with childe, kaeya, diluc, xiao and zhongli where the reader is very shaken and they find out it's because the reader was harassed? Have a wonderful day! :)

Yep! Here it is!

I hope you have a wonderful day too!

[ i... don't like how it turned out but in the end i cant figure another way to do it. ]

[[ WARNING: HARASSMENT ]]

[[ Summary: You just wanted to go about your own business and not cause problems... But it seems not everyone respected that. Mostly unharmed, but a little worse for wear... You just wanted to hide for a little bit. What better place than in his arms?

Total Word Count: 2'485

Childe Word Count: 594

Kaeya Word Count: 377

Diluc Word Count: 621

Xiao Word Count: 422

Zhongli Word Count: 471 ]]

Childe

You, weakly, rubbed at your lower back, it still aching when you landed on the ground--hard--and how it was jabbed with a rock or... Something. It hurt, severely. You'd be alright, just... People being too rough, probably drunk or... Maybe high.

You half-limped, half-shuffled your way into the house, pulling off your coat and setting it on a hook, and kicking off your damned shoes. But, your moment of peace and quiet was quickly ruined by the sound of Childe's heavy footsteps, when he came running like an oversized pup.

He almost dove at you in a hug, but you flinched, "Don't!" You shouted... And he stopped, stunned, arms wide open for a hug, looking at you with fear. "I... I'm hurting a little, I just didn't want you to accidentally make it worse."

That calmed Childe, only a little. "Alright--can I still hug you, though? I'll be gentle." He reassured, sweetly, and you nodded. He simply hugged you close, pressing your body to his, and-

Your knees buckled, and you felt his arms tighten, groaning in pain at the sensation. Then, you realized you were being moved, and eventually sat down in a chair.

Your legs gave out, you only just realized.

"I... I'm sorry," you muttered, "I've... I'm really out of it. I'm okay, I promise."

Childe shook his head, "No, nono, you're not allowed to do that. Don't comfort me, something's wrong with you."

You stared for a moment... And sighed.

"I just got..." You thought, trying to figure out a way to word it that wouldn't make him run outside in a homicidal rage, "People made bad decisions, got a little handsy, and I got pushed around a bit... I'm just tired." You tried to convince him, but he got on one knee in front of you, to better look at your face as you sat.

"And do you know these people?" He asked, eyes wide but the rest of his face lacking any readable expression.

"No," you said, instantly, "Childe... Ajax, you're scaring me. You know I don't like it when you... Get like this."

Childe blinked once-twice, and his expression softened. "I'm sorry... I just-I don't like the idea of anyone hurting you... Even myself."

You cupped his jaw, sweetly, and smiled. "I know," you said, softly. "I know you don't. But I'm okay. We're okay. I'm just tired." You smiled a little wider, "I'll write down names next time, okay?" You half joked, "and my powerful warrior can go defend my pride and... Purity, I guess."

He chuckled, "Purity? I've defiled that already..." He only laughed for a few moments... And went quiet. "Do you need help getting to bed? I can order food, or if you want, I can get us some drinks... Or whatever you want." He insisted, still smiling happily.

"Can you just rub my back? I hit it hard when I fell..."

His eyes widened again, "Is-Is that why you fell, did you hit your spine-"

"No," you quickly reassured, "I fell because I'm exhausted."

He stared at you... Unsure.

"Alright. Let's get you to bed so I can rub your back how you like."

Which meant he was going to half help, half drag you to bed, get you undressed, lie you on your front until you dozed off, softly breathing from the relaxation

And he'd always end up waking you a tiny bit when he put you onto your side, a pillow between your knees, and a kiss on your cheek.

But you couldn't ever manage to be angry about it.

Kaeya

"I'm home!" Kaeya cheered--he had even gotten a bottle of wine to... well, he would say celebrate, but there wasn't anything to celebrate. Maybe just to enjoy the night, to make something from nothing.

But there was no reply... he figured it wasn't anything to worry about, maybe you were showering, or something... he set the bottle down on the table, resolving to come back to it a little later that night, getting off his coat, setting it on the chair... better to not risk ruining that, after all.

As he walked through the halls, looking around for you, wondering if you had gone out for something, he saw light from the bathroom, smiling--And he walked to see...

You were staring at the mirror, shaking like a leaf in the wind, eyes wide... but somehow empty of any emotion, of any life, as though you were just a statue.

He took a few steps over, "... Baby?" He asked, softly, and you jumped, eyes wide in horror--you were still wet, and a towel wrapped around you.

"Just me, just me..." He soothed, softly, and you took a deep breath...

"I'm sorry," you said, softly, "I've... just had a hard day."

Kaeya walked past you into the bathroom, grabbing a second towel to help dry you off, figuring you'd need such help, "Do you want to talk about it?"

For several long moments, you looked in the mirror, seeing Kaeya gently taking care of you, from fixing your hair to gently tucking up the towel covering you, as though he had not seen you completely naked several times before.

"We don't have to talk," he finally said, "I got wine, would that help?" He asked, a smile that bled concern.

"No," you admitted, genuinely, "I don't want to drink. I'm sorry."

He tsk'd his tongue gently, "Sorry this, sorry that, but what are you apologizing for?" He teased, gently, "You've had a rough day, and you're tired, and there's a few bruises on you... You did nothing but your best... and survive." He pressed a kiss to your cheek.

"How about we go cuddle and you can tell me if you want, and if not, I can read to you."

"... that sounds nice. Thank you, Kaeya."

"You're welcome, sweetness."

Diluc

Maybe you liked to abuse the fact that you got free wine just a little bit. Diluc would always give it to you, within reason, and it's not like you were using him only for free wine!

It was just a nice bonus.

But the loud, crass tavern was not. Another one of those nights when people got paid and decided to blow their newfound money on drink, and then look into their wallets confused the next day, wondering where it had all gone. Diluc didn't even need an explanation, silently wishing he could leave with you, as he gave you a glass to enjoy outside--less people went outside during these days, for whatever reason.

You leaned back in your seat, backrest lightly tapping against the stone wall behind you, tilting the glass to your lips as you sipped lightly, savoring the taste....

Ah, if only Charles could be working tonight. Right now, cuddling up to warm, snuggly Diluc was a lot more appealing than sitting alone with the wind threatening to pick up and to start cutting at your skin. Just one night, not even one full night, just a few more hours and you could both go home

"Hey tiny," You heard a voice say, and you looked over, seeing a man pull up a seat next to you--you could see why he would call you tiny, he himself was quite massive in size, "What's someone like you doing out alone in the cold?" He leaned over the table, setting one elbow on it as he propped his head up with one hand. No longer sitting back, you straightened your spine and set down your glass with more force than was necessary back onto the table.

"I apologize," you said, "But I'm not in the mood for talking."

"Well," he said, sitting up again, "Maybe I'm not either," he pushed himself to his feet, his hands on the table, and you were effectively trapped--he able to easily block your escape whether you went around either side of the table, or if you went under or above it.

Fingertips trembled around your glass of wine, and you had an idea, standing slowly, and you walked around one side of the table, slowly, and he closed in, smiling wide--

You cracked the glass across his face, it shattering and slicing open his cheek, he reeling for just a moment from the shock, and the pain, you dashing over to the door, tears in your eyes as you finally got over to the door, fumbling desperately for a second until it flung open, and you ran in.

Diluc all but jumped over the bar upon seeing your distress through the crowd, Kaeya shouting in surprise, but it went forgotten as he rushed over you, holding you close to him, the bar gone silent.

You, for a second, just sobbed into his chest, "I... Diluc, he's outside, he..."

It was deafening to hear your own voice with so many people surrounding. Diluc's eyes narrowed, glaring--for a moment, you wondered if he was angry at you, but still hold your wrist tight, he went out front, dragging you along.

When the two of you found yourself outside, there was no one, but spilled wine, shattered glass, and a little blood was evident. You looked at Diluc as he scanned the area... and he looked back to you.

"I'm sorry," he said, softly. "... Kaeya owes me. I'll tell him to staff the bar, and then we'll go home... did he...?"

You shook your head, "Just... scared me."

He nodded, "You know I won't judge you."

"... I know. Thank you."

"... Mn. This night's gone on long enough, lets go home and get it over with already."

Xiao

Tourist, many would call you, even if you came to the Wangshu Inn not to simply say you came, but to see someone you truly care for... and perhaps, from time to time, you focus on commissions instead, but this said someone is always worth it, with the few, loving touches he offer.

People got rowdy, and you could only panic when they grabbed you by the wrists, a big and powerful man. Only because several others were able to pry him off of you did you escape, majorly, unharmed. Your hands tingled, the grip too tight and too crushing, and you could tell they'd be bruised. It could've been worse, but...

All you wanted was to sit down and relax with his head on your lap, and surrounded by a comfortable silence.

You found your way to your usual room, and you sat down at a chair next to a table, lifting your hands and gently rubbing at your wrists... Maybe you should go purchase a salve before he got here? You didn't need to demand he appear immediately, you were alright with waiting, much to his dismay when you would have fallen asleep without him, he having to, stealthy, crawl into bed with you...

"... You're early."

You jumped, and Xiao stood there, spinning his spear in one hand, and then it disappeared into fragments of light, dismissed for the time being.

"Well, I missed you." You said, with a smile. He didn't smile--but that was normal. He walked over to you, and grabbed your hand, turning it so your wrist faced upwards, and he glared at the redness, the bruises already forming.

"What happened?" He asked, then grabbing for your other hand, doing the same and his scowl only increasing as he realized it was on both wrists.

"Just... a drunkard." You said, plainly, "People do stupid things when they drink."

He didn't seem pleased with that answer, "They hurt you." His hands trembled, but he was careful to not crush your hands, still holding them delicately.

"Everyone gets hurt," you tried to soothe his anger, "I'll be okay. I promise... I'm just... sore."

He sighed, "I'm going to get you something to put on that-" he tried to move, but you held onto his hands--tight enough that he couldn't easily pull them away.

"No, no..." You muttered, softly, "You never hold my hands. Stay? For a few minutes?"

He stared down at your hands... and held on a little tighter, taking a seat near you.

"... just a few minutes."

Zhongli

The door swung open, slamming against the nearby wall, and it creaked weakly as it tried to, slowly, swing back to it's closed position.

Zhongli jumped, his spear in hand, summoned by little more than instinct as he heard the noise, but there was no intruder, only you, as you ran and held him, sobbing into his chest.

Without any effort, his spear disappeared, and his arms wrapped around you, holding you close in a firm but still gentle hold.

"Love..." He whispered, softly, "What's wrong?"

For several long moments, you didn't say anything, and he just looked over you... Labored breathing, likely from running, or perhaps just distress.

He couldn't see any injuries, nor smell blood, even with his keen sense of smell, so perhaps you were... Fine?

... hm.

Eventually, your sobbing turned from cries to whimpers, and he managed to get you to sit down.

"Here," he set down some tissues, "The door is open. I'm going to go close it, get you some water, then... We can talk about it, okay?"

Through sniffles, you nodded, and he did as he said: The soft sound of the door clicking, running water, and then he came back, setting the glass down and lifting you effortlessly, setting you onto his lap before grabbing the glass and offering it to you once again.

"Did something do something to you?" He asked, voice low and smooth, as always, but softer than normal, as though he was afraid he could accidentally break you with his words.

Choked up, you slowly managed to explain it, all but being dragged into an alley, your head bashed against the stone ground, and you barely got away, so upset you couldn't think.

He was calm, but were you not present, he would be shredding some poor, poor vermin of Liyue to shreds.

Instead, he pressed a kiss atop your head, gently.

"I'm going to make sure there's no lasting damage, alright?" He knew the signs to look for, after all, "If there is, I will escort you to a healer... If not, would you like to go to sleep? You seem quite tired."

You nodded, and he made quick work. A bruise was forming on your scalp, oh, there'd be a bump, but a few more moments of examining your features, your eyes, and ensuring you were responding properly...

He held out a little bit of medicine, "Nothing that won't heal on its own, this can make it a bit more tolerable, my dear," he hummed, sweetly, and held out his arms for you, patiently waiting for you to jump into them so he could sweep you up and tuck you into bed...

Silently ruing that he couldn't protect you, but promising himself he'd work harder to ensure you wouldn't have to come home crying like this again.

hi!!! in the spirit of summer, can u write something abt the crows at the beach?

Heya, nonnie!! I think I must have done one of these already, but it was a good while ago. I hope you like what I came up with + the crows’ silliness! Sendings hugs, friend, stay safe <3

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Kaz had had enough

he felt like a stressed father in his mid-50s, trying to keep up with his children

he didn’t even know why he’d agreed to come on this trip

couldn’t remember

but Inej had a way with her words

and before he knew it, he was setting sail with four noisy children, and his Wraith beaming at his side

fine - he didn’t exactly regret coming along to Ravka, even if it was boiling, and his usual suit wouldn’t do in this kind of weather, so white shirts folded up to his elbows would have to do

but at the same time, Kaz missed the peace of his farm

of Inej waking up next to him slowly, birds singing far away-

“WATCH OUT.”

Kaz only had time to duck before a ball woooshed past his head

Nina caught it behind him, laughing. “Jesper,” she called out, “your aim is absolutely atrocious. What do you mean you’re a sharpshooter?”

Kaz watched Zenik run over to Jesper, both of them making a game out of hitting each other with a ball

hell

Wylan sat back on a rock, his feet on the water

the sea was calming, truly - but who could ever truly have peace with those two yelling at each other?

thankfully, this beach was nearly deserted

and Kaz could take a moment to ignore the noise and lean back

it was strange, lying back and doing nothing for hours

even after he had restored the farm, and Inej had moved in, there was always something that needed tending to

and when he was in Ketterdam, Kaz barely slept at all

strangely - he could get used to this

Inej sat back, a lace shawl over her shoulders, lying her head against his shoulder

she was tired, he could tell

“How’s the water?” he asked - he wouldn’t go near it

“Ice cold,” Inej murmured sleepily. “I’m so much better here.”

Nina screamed, “INEEEEEEEEEEEEEEJ.”

Inej’s eyes snapped open, but she didn’t move away from Kaz as Nina shouted, “Come on, you promised us a game!”

like he said - children

when they’d first arrived and Nina had revealed her skin-tight swimsuit, to say Helvar had lost his mind would be sugar-coating it

he’d told her, blushing bright red, “That is very... scandalous.”

Nina had only told him, “It’s the latest fashion.” and had accompanied that statement with a gesture involving her middle finger

that had been that

“Oh, come on,” said Jesper, watching them both. “Love birds. How gross.”

Kaz refrained from reminding Jesper that only a few minutes ago, he’d snogged the living daylights out of Wylan

he only flipped Jesper off, and his friend gave him a wink

Inej lowered his foul gesture, and only said, “I’ll be right there.”

the noise continued on, but Inej sighed quietly against him. “Hey, Kaz.”

“Inej.”

she smiled wider. “Who knew we’d have this.”

indeed

for all his grumbling, Kaz couldn’t deny - they’d almost lost everything

they’d almost lost each other

and for all their nagging, and noise, and childishness...

Kaz secretly thanked his lucky stars that he was able to see this with his own eyes: Jesper and Nina, shouting at each other, Wylan waving Jesper over, Helvar pulling Nina close by her hands, pointing to something on the water - “A starfish!” Nina exclaimed; and then Inej - slipping her hand into his

“Kings and Queens, Kaz,” she said softly, and entertwined their fingers

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Hi! I was wondering if you could write a headcanon where Kaz has a nightmare and Inej tries to comfort him? Btw, your writting is so good and Kaz and Inej are so in character, it wouldn't surprise me if you were Leigh undercover :)) ❤️

Ahhh I love this idea! Also, thank you so much, lovely, that’s so nice of you to say ❤️ I hope you like what I came up with!

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the night was so still that it bothered him

they’d been in the farm house for over a week now

and Kaz hadn’t slept for more than a few hours at a time

his mind craved the noise

didn’t miss it

but craved it

the rustle and bustle of the city, horse hooves on the ground, wheels on wet pavements, gunshots and screams, glass shattering and men howling

all of those made up a lullaby for this monster to sleep

and now the monster was wide awake

staring at the window like Inej used to do in the Slat

he watched the still world out there

hazy memories of him falling over those steps, scarring his knees, pushed at the back of his mind

no matter how much Kaz fixed this house, he would never truly fix himself

heal, yes

but there would always be broken parts

nothing can ever be made whole again once it’s so shattered

Inej stirs on the bed

Kaz looks over to see her turning to his side, her head on his pillow

his gaze travelled back to the window

no, it hadn’t been easy

peace came with a price

he’d gladly pay it

for her

for him, too

but mostly for her

I never thought you’d be married, living in a farm, Kaz, his brother would say if he were alive

Neither did I, Jordie

Neither did I

his mind had been reliving Inej bleeding in his arms

cutting to Van Eck chopping off her legs

right before he awoke, Inej had been screaming, All your fault in his ears

“Kaz.”

Inej joined him on the window seat

this was her favourite spot in the whole house

in the mornings, the sun would make patterns through the lace curtains

and she would read, unbothered by the world, with a cup of tea, before she got to work

sometimes he’d watch her for a little while, just marvelling at her

he breathes a tired sigh now as Inej looks at him

her knee touches his own

instead of pushing away, he leans into that touch

“Nightmares?” She softly asks

his silence is her answer

“What was it this time?”

“You,” he said, his voice a croak, “dying.”

Inej looks out the window for a bit, watching the clouds change colour as dawn slowly arrives. “It will take some getting used to for both of us.”

he nods, but she continues, “Birds have wings since birth, but they don’t learn to fly for a while. You can’t expect to fly so soon.”

“Suli proverb?” He turns his eyes to her

Inej’s hair sticks out of her braid

her cheeks are rosy, as if her skin remembers his kisses

she smiles slightly. “No, just a thought.” She hugs her knees to her chest. “I like it here, Kaz. I like it here more than I thought I could like anywhere.” She breathes in. “It’s going to be a bright day,” Inej says as the first sun rays appear

then she looks at him in reassurance

“You have not lost me,” Inej murmurs to him

“I know, Wraith.” But that’s a lie, really

he’s afraid of losing her everyday, in many ways

Inej says, “When nightmares plague me, I lie very still. I remind myself why I’m still here. Why I still fight. I look at you by my side, and I think of my parents. I think of my crew. I think of all the people we have helped and all of the terrible ones we have doomed, and I tell myself I made it here. Monsters can’t catch you if you outrun them.”

“Wise words for a cripple.”

Inej smiles, slowly takes his hand. “Don’t ruin my metaphor.”

Kaz squeezes her fingers, finding reassurance and comfort in that warmth

so alive, her pulse

so warm, her skin

“I never allowed myself to be lazy before,” she says. “To spend a day in bed.”

“Is that what you want to do?”

“I want you with me,” she says softly, “Whatever awaits us in Ketterdam can wait a few more days. I am not ready to share you.”

Kaz manages a grin. “Come here.”

she does, sitting with him

Kaz opens space for her, and slowly wraps his arms around her with a deep breath, her back pressed against his chest

Inej rests her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. “Kaz?”

“Hm?”

“I remember every kiss you gave me, and every touch, and every word,” she whispers. “I remember having you wake up next to me for the first time, how tired your eyes looked, how messy your hair was. I remember the smile you gave me then, too. I remember it all. I think of that, too, when the monsters try to catch me.”

he doesn’t know what to say

there are too many words in his heart, in his mouth

too many things he wants to confess

he just squeezes her closer to him

and then, when courage arrives, he says, “You give me wings, Inej.” He kisses the top of her head. “You give me wings.”

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Her hands are beginning to wander now, and Diluc refuses to tremble as the touch he knows as safety and home suddenly feels like something he wants to get away from. Panic laces through Diluc’s body, but he smothers it down as he continues to kiss Jean, continues to hold her as she touches him. Her hands go lower, lower, and he can do this, he can fix himself, he can be what Jean wants, he can—

“Diluc?” Jean pulls back, eyes wide, concerned, and he ca—

He can’t breathe.

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Diluc cannot give Jean what he is sure she will eventually want.

wherein diluc is asexual but also has internalized aphobia electric boogaloo!!!! let me project okay ;w;

campfire in the snow (chilumi)

hey friends back again with that fanfic writing :^)

this is my headcannon that childe absolutely suffers during the colder winter months as a hydro user (based on this post here) so SOMEONE’s gotta take care of him

in other words, a chilumi…chilumine? lumichilde? CHILDE X LUMINE sick fic !!!

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“Okay, sorry to interrupt, but—” Lisa says, and Diluc blinks as he jerks his head to look at her. He had forgotten she was here. Her voice is puzzled and delighted at the same time. “—What is going on? Did you two finally have sex, or something? Is that what I’m witnessing here, the morning after?”

Diluc wrinkles his nose in disgust. “No, we did not have sex.”

“Nothing like that, Lisa,” Jean simply laughs. “My husband is just bringing me lunch, that’s all.”

A beat of silence.

Then.

“Your HUSBAND!?”

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Diluc and Jean have been married for years and may have neglected to tell, well…anybody.

i needed a fluff and humor chaser after the last fanfic i wrote kjbkjfabksfjks so heres dilucjean and neither of them have a memory braincell, only love

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