eula lawrence. a polarizing figure in mondstadt due to her families history. she carried the weight of generations of hate all on her shoulders, and kept it all bottled up until she was alone.

or thought she was alone, anyway.

eula was sure no one ever ventured up to Starsnatch cliff in the dark of night, but she was soon surprised to see you, infact, did.

at first, eula went ‘knight’ mode on you. chastising you for being up so late and being out in a dangerous area, and offering to escort you back. but when she realized it was no use, the knight reluctantly joined you as ‘protection’.

it would become a nightly ritual, soon.

eula would join you on the cliff, gazing down into the sea with you. she’d sometimes bring her sword to polish, other times you’d bring snacks for the two of you to share - and through this a friendship formed. but eula was no idiot, and she knew that if and when she saw you in town - you’d ignore her. right?

wrong.

“eula! hey! wanna grab a bite to eat together?”

“eula your hair looks pretty today! did you style it differently?”

“hey, mind helping me load these into my home?”

“eula!”

“eulaaa!~”

each call would send her heart into flutter. in a world of prejudice, glares and evil — you stood like a beacon of hope that maybe, just maybe, the Lawrence deserved happiness too.

but whenever this flicker would light, eula’s own mind would extinguish it.

no one of the Lawrence clan deserved happiness.

the nights had noticed eula slipping a bit, and so jean ordered a leave of absence for her. eula was devastwd but understood, and continued to venture up the cliff to speak with you every night. though her heart had swayed her to you, and her mind had swayed her away — you managed to pull her back in with a single kiss.

despite being shocked at first, eula had reciprocated, and thus stumbled into her first ever relationship.

how should she act? how close should she be? how clingy?

eula had no idea. the first week she avoided you, but when that clearly upset you, she rushed back and clung like a baby. overly clingy might have been too strong - and you’d stopped her, telling her to just act like herself and that she was perfect just the way she was.

perfect?

eula had never been told that before. and it softened her much more than she wanted to admit. and so she went back to normal - a level of clinginess that was only shown when you were alone, but out in public she was protective and watched anyone who spoke to you.

but don’t mistake her for being the dominant one due to her actions.

eula mostly prefers to bottom if there’s ever the opportunity. she’s whiny, at best. needy. and has a knack for overstimulation, just try not to push her too hard!

girlfriend! eula is a girl with a big heart, she’s sensitive and needs time to adjust to her relationship - as well as the baggage she carries. but don’t write her off.

eula will stop at nothing to keep you safe.

Your husband was often a reclusive man, but even more so throughout the summer time in Fontaine. Well, the almost summer time. Recently it had been more rain than sun, and more dreariness than usual. Particularly today, the rain just wouldn’t let up.

It pummeled against the ground and filled tiny holes with water, splashed off the many lakes and rivers and oceans that Fontaine naturally presented as the Hydro Nation. It put a damper on everyone’s mood, especially since it had been after a particularly dreary case for the Nation.

“Darling?” Your voice floated through his empty study, a frown construed on your face. Just where had Monsieur Neuvillette gone now?

As mentioned, he had a knack for disappearing.

By late evening you’d been searching for almost an hour, coming short of nothing until you finally laid eyes on him. A soft, pristine hand— gloveless, rested against the cold of an extravagantly decorated window in your home. His eyes were cast outside at the rain hitting the pavement outside — the civilians ducking as they rushed into their homes.

“There you are.” You softened and approached, resting a hand on his back and curving around him. You squinted up, trying to gauge his emotions, before a sigh fell from soft lips. “Bad day?”

“Bad week.” He glanced your way a moment, holding no emotion yet also so much in his eyes. Then, strong arms wrapped around your waist, shifting you to be infront of him as his chin gently lay ontop of your head. “…it’s dreadful out.”

“It is.” You tutted, head shaking. “The rain just won’t let up.”

Your hand snaked to hold his stronger ones, and he hummed. “Do you hate it?”

“…suppose not.”

“No?”

You shook your head again. “How can I hate the weather? Sounds silly,” You shrugged. “Though it does dampen the mood of the city.”

“Hm, yes.” Neuvillette hums, tracing over your stomach slowly. His voice says nothing, but the reflection of his calculating eyes through the window say everything. “…have you heard the tale of the dragon that supposedly causes the rain, droplet?”

You shake your head. “I’m not certain I have.”

Your husband debates his answer a mere moment, before shrugging. “It’s said that when he cries, so does the sky. When he feels…anguish, so must the world.”

“…I see.” You sigh, nodding and thinking it over in your head before ultimately sighing. “Poor dragon.”

“Oh?”

Neuvillette allows himself to be surprised by your answer as he looks down at you. You peek up and nod. “How so?”

“Well, it’s just sad— isn’t it? That a dragon is feeling so much pain, the world must feel it too. Whatever happened to him must be very grave,” You looked back outside and nodded. “Dragons are- were? I don’t know. They’re lovely creatures.”

“…you believe that?”

“Of course I do.” Your brows squint. “They’re beautiful. Beautiful and…incredible creatures, dangerous as they are. To know that one is hurting right now, why— that just…I don’t know. I feel like they deserve respect, not pain. Am I making sense?”

Neuvillette watches you closely, not exactly answering your question. His eyes then shift back outside. “…you have a kind soul.”

You soften immensely, looking back up at him as the rain seems to slow. “Yeah?”

“…yeah.” He nods and leans, lips brushing your forehead. The sensation leaves behind a small tingle. “It seems the dragon thinks so too.”

You pause and look back out the window- eyes slightly widening as a smile forms. “Incredible. I’d love to meet him now.”

Neuvillette merely chuckles. “And what would you do, should you meet it?”

“Ride it. What woman wouldn’t want to?”

“Oh dear.”

GENERAL

GENSHIN HANAHAKI SERIES: masterlist, pt.1, pt.2, more parts coming soon!

MONDSTADT

dating eula headcanons

LIYUE

nothing yet!

INAZUMA

dating ei and miko headcanons!

SUMERU

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FONTAINE

soaring, neuvillette x fem! reader

NATLAN

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⋆˚꩜｡ EI HEADCANONS !!

ei is a loser.

no, really, it’s true. whether it be her cooped up in her ‘room’ (so to speak), or her having no actual knowledge regarding anything in the outside world — ei is a complete and utter loser.

she’d met you on a whim. the traveler had taken her out around Inazuma after everything between the Harbingers and her, and she’d stumbled quite literally into you.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t see you and — you’re quite pretty. Tell me, what is your name?”

as forward as it was, with her being your archon you complied — and what followed was months worth of the longest talking stage you had yet. see, ei doesn’t know how to ask people out. she had miko wait 500 years before realizing the woman had an affection toward her, and it seemed she was doing the same with you- but oh we couldn’t have that! so where did she go? to the Guuji herself.

yae had laughed and laughed, but ultimately told ei to follow her heart, which led to you in your quaint home. outside your door there, she confessed.

“dearest, I would like to be with you. if you’ll have me?”

of course, you said yes.

and somehow, girlfriend! ei is much more than you wouldn’t thought. she was clingy at best, randomly dragging you into her Euthymia and wordlessly wrapping her self around you, or showing up in your home unannounced, pointing anxiously at the bed as if she were a kitten that couldn’t wait to loaf. frankly, it was adorable.

but ei came with a lot of baggage too. she’s wake up in a sweat in the middle of the night, and for the first few months of you dating she refused to give you her burdens as well, but as time passed and it became too much for her - you were the only shoulder she could lean on. the brooding archon would lay her forehead upon your back, appearing into your room as she incase her arms around your waist and pressed against you with a shuddering breath.

survivors guilt. thats what it was. ei felt the burden of each life lost during the war - her friends, her sister, herself. she felt each like a blow to her heart, and you hadn’t known the full depth until she confessed it to you, in tears and shambles.

“make it go away, my love…please, unburden me from myself…”

you did your very best to support her through it, with hugs and kisses and professions of your love until she had finally fallen asleep. ei had been nervous she scared you away, but when she awoke, your warm breath was fanning over her neck as you too, slept in silence. and that was when ei vowed to never lose you.

ei is a fan of soft, sudden kisses. like a butterfly landing on a flower, or a burst of lightning cracking from the sky and soon disappearing. she liked things short and quick.

except for her time in bed with you.

no, ei would make sure it was drawn out as long as possible. she was inexperienced at best, fumbling around your first night and messily making you cum on accident when a jolt of her electricity grazed your clit - but upon the realization that she could use her vision to make you feel pleasure - ei was on you like a dog.

ei seems like a top, but she’s more of a switch. she likes to be in control when it’s her time, but as soon as it’s yours she’ll happily offer herself over, relishing in pleasure she’d never experienced before.

as a top, she’s gentle and expects you to listen dutifully to her commands. but as a bottom, the archon is whiny and needy. she’ll preen against you like a pretty kitty, blushing hard and hardly able to even hold eye contact with you.

she’ll never admit it, but she likes her sex gentle. she’s a fan of straps but would much prefer feeling you against her

“o-oh darling…right there, you’re such a good pet for me—“

that being said, ei is not a fan of PDA. she doesn’t want anyone to see her all over you - and not because it’ll hurt her image or she doesn’t want the world to know about the two of you, but simply because if Inazuma finds out you’re dating the archon - you too will be ambushed with questions.

within her euthymia, however, ei will happily sit on your lap as she meditates - or run her fingers through your hair. she’ll let you braid hers, and sometimes she’ll even allow you to stay a while. though she knows the euthymia isn’t good for you the way it is for her.

and deep down, ei will dread the day she knows you’ll pass. that’s the thing about being a god who’s dating a human - your time will come to an end while she’ll seek eternity. but what is eternity without you there?

ei doesn’t think she wants to know.

so for now, she’ll keep you as long as possible.

⋆˚꩜｡ YAE HEADCANONS !!

yae is a completely different story.

the moment she saw you, she knew she wanted you, and she didn’t stop until she was yours and you were hers.

as the Guuji of the shrine, yae simply mustn’t be seen floundering over one of the maidens who worked there - but oh, she couldn’t help it. you were the cutest little thing.

on your first day, you’d accidentally brushed by and spilt the container of fortune slips on the floor. embarrassment had flooded your face and you scooped to grab them, only being stopped by a hand on your shoulder - and an amused expression on the fave of your Guuji.

“My, little Y/n is already making a mess~ I ought to punish you for that, darling.”

now typically yae isn’t one to sleep with someone on the first date, but god when she got you alone - with your flushed features and your shy eyes, miko couldn’t resist getting a taste. and get a taste she had.

she’s been overly flirty the entire time she helped you clean, and eventually had invited you back to her place to review some of the fortunes with her. and that’s when she got you. all it took as a hand on your thigh, and the feel of something fluffy nudging your back. the lady had let her fluffy pink tail out to play, and you could tell she wanted nothing more than to bed you.

so you let it happen.

yae miko is the most obvious top in the world, and though she seems sweet and teasing on the outside - she loves to be rough in bed. she’ll tie you up, maybe even blindfold you, and tease you for hours until your legs are shaking and you’re just whimpering about cumming. gods, it does something to her to head that pretty little mouth beg for her touch and only her touch.

“you want to cum, pretty girl? you think you’ve pleased me enough? wrong~”

if you thought just because she topped and edged you until you couldn’t see straight, the lady wouldn’t be willing to bottom - you were dead wrong. not only was she willing, but she practically demanded it.

miko has a thing for nipple play when she bottoms. she absolutely adores squirming in your lap while you tease her chest until she’s squeezing your thigh with her tail and whining about how desperately she needs to cum. she’ll even encourage you to stroke the furry appendage to get her off, and praise you for being such a good girl as she shifts the two of you around- and pushes your head between her legs.

and don’t worry, after the mind blowing sex miko makes sure you know your hers by laying a mating claim on your neck. she’ll even go as far as scenting. what a teasing thing she is.

after you’re made hers, girlfriend! miko expects you to be at her back and call no matter the circumstances. usually the fox wants to be pampered, pets around her ears and a few sneaky strokes of her hidden tail should do the trick.

she’ll also expect you not to be around any other girls. miko is a possessive thing, and quite jealous too. if she spots you talking to another maiden, you’re in for one hell of a night in bed - and as soon as it’s over, she’ll silence you with her scowl as she scents you all over again.

“you’re mine, little one. you’ll do well to remember that.”

you didn’t have a problem with her jealousy, but you were curious as to why she was so possessive. sure it wasn’t only because she was a fox.

and the truth found you soon, in the form of the raiden shogun herself. much like your dynamic, miko was always at the beck and call of her master prior to the puppet. and so when ei had…disappeared into her Euthymia for years, leaving her fox to more or less figure out what to do all alone, miko had grown intensively anxious at being by herself.

separation anxiety, you learned. she didn’t want you to disappear on her the way her master did.

so she’d encourage you to stay in all the ways she could. gifts, PDA, all the luxuries you could dream of, obviously the sex too, and her. she bared herself to you in the most naked of forms and hoped you’d stay the way her master hadn’t.

and of course you did. you loved miko.

“…truly?” it was a night in her home again, and the pup was at the edge of your feet, her hands playing together as her tail loosely thumped. “you love me?”

when you had affirmed the affection - miko pounced.

“you’re mine. for eternity. and I’m never letting you go.”

Ei was used to your visits in the Plane of Euthymia. She cherished them and looked forward to them everyday. When you'd arrive, the two of you would spar, or read together, or she'd let you comb your hands gently through her hair. Until you'd clutch your chest, and that was when Ei knew you'd have to go.

She knew you had some illness. But you had never been open enough to tell her what it was. No matter how much she pestered you, pouting and prodding for an answer. She wanted desperately to help, and expressed these views to you. But you had only smiled softly, and shook your head. "I'm going to be okay, Ei."

   And foolishly, she'd believed you. So, she continued to look forward to your visits. Day after day. Waiting. And when you would show up, she would smile. Until the day you didn't. The plane had been unusually darker, the air holding a more than familiar sense of melancholy.

But Ei waited. And waited. And waited, until she heard the sound of someone entering. Ei had looked up, expecting your smile, but she only found Yae. A desolate expression etched on her face. She had walked to Ei and gently took her hand. Shaking her head. "I'm sorry, Ei."

When Ei looked down, she found Yae had left a bellflower petal in her hand. It's beautiful violet hue stricken with a large splash of crimson.

And then she knew.

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Her heart ached in her chest, sitting by your bedside, clutching your hand as you reeled over every five seconds to cough. She didn't realize this, but her being there only made it worse. You knew that all too well. "Miko..." It was a gentle plea. "Please, you have to go. I don't want you seeing me like this-"

"Not happening." The Guuji had shut down immediately. She shook her hand, gripping your hand. "Please, tell me who's causing this. Let me go and get them."

You sighed. You were far too gone, you knew that. You had no other choice but to tell her. "Miko you can't get her," You turn and look into her confused eyes. "She's already here.."

Miko paused. She closed her eyes, head falling onto the bed. "I'm so sorry, little one..." She mumbled, her playful and teasing exterior had quickly evaporated. And for once you swore you saw the real her. "If...If I had known. You don't deserve this," She forced her head. "I love you. I do."

The earnesty gave way to truth, as she glared into your eyes. You smiled gently. "I love you too, Miko." You moved back against your pillow, looking up at the ceiling quietly as Miko shuffles.

"Is it working?" She pushes out, her voice uncharacteristically cracks. You don't answer, instead smile gently at the ceiling. "Please, Y/n. I love you, I love you, IloveyouIloveyou-"

"It's alright Miko..."

The kitsune softly brings your hand up to her head, leaning against it. She sighs out, feeling overtime as the warmth your hand once held slowly turned cold. Her chest ached. How could she be so cruel to you? So oblivious of your feelings, and her own. She chokes out a sob, no. Opening her eyes, Miko stares down at the pink Sakura in her lap. And the metallic taste in her mouth.