#ei x reader

Collei

“Reader? Could I keep you company? I can stay right here if you're not ready to come out or if you don't want any physical contact- I don't think you should have to go through this alone and I care about you deeply”

She will sit next to you for as long as you need her to, taking the day or more to be your support alongside everyone else

She's not one to push you to do more than your basics, bringing you water, snacks, and simply existing so you don't feel alone

slowly, she will start talking to you about things, an update on what is happening outside during the day, when others visit - repetitive things until she gets a response

Dori

“I know it's hard having someone so close to you pass because of something you couldn't control. I loved my sister so much, I did everything I could, I built an empire for her but it was already too late. But I know she would want me to help you, so, will you let me help you, my friend?”

She's offering to take you out to browse the isles for something to remind you of them, be it something tiny like an oddly coloured rock from the side of the road that was their colour or a food item only they seemed to like

Hand in hand, she'll guide you through the crowds if it's too overwhelming for the time being

then once you've found something, she'll cart you to the last place she remembers you mentioning them and try her best to get you to open up about them

In her eyes, continuing to acknowledge their existence helped her bring her sister into the future

Itto

“Hey Bud’, I uh, heard from the others about what's happened- happening. and I maaaay not be the best for warm comfort but I am great at cheering others up- so- Let's go! We can go collect some beetles and some flowers while we go out and do our own investigating”

He's actively helping you, not wanting you to grieve by yourself. He's not too overtly positive, not wanting to ovewhelm you or sweep you up into a frenzy. He's just doing enough to ensure you can see he cares, see he want to help

He knows it's not healthy to suddenly just stop, that your brain wants to shut off and ignore the bad feelings swelling inside, so he offers a release

smothers you in affection as well, arms wrapping tightly around you

he'll cry right alongside you, seeing his friend hurt, hurts him too

Kachina

“Reader, I'm so sorry for your loss, losing a companion- I-it's so sad! and I know it's something we can't control in this world. I'm sorry this is happening.”

Attaches herself to your side and holds your hand the whole time

Asks you question after question about them, what they looked like, who they were to you, your favourite memory

she believes the best way to help you is to reminisce over the past with them and to think of the good times as a good send-off

She offers to pray with or for you when dusk drifts by, thanking the stars for allowing another light to join them

Skirk

“Loss is a natural part of life, and there's no escaping it- it's not wrong to spend some time to grieve what's lost, to mourn lives that leave this existence. Take as long as you need, I'll protect you from anything that dares to interrupt this period of mourning”

She's understanding that you need a release and will offer to help by getting your frustrations out. It doesn't take much effort to parry your slamming of that polearm you have

and when she can feel the pained force, she'll call for a break and sit you down next to her so you can breathe

slowly, a short melody will fill the air to accompany your haggard breaths

if, at that moment, you crack and break down, she'll lean you into her side and continue murmuring the lyrics

Xiao

“Here, allow me to assist you with the burdens you hold on your shoulders. Losing someone close to you is a tragic event, to lose a friend- it can hurt just the same, let me help make sure you don't lose yourself in the process”

he will act as your messenger to the outside world, dutifully carting your words to the others while you're unavailable

ferrying them in and out when you need certain comforts he himself can not give easily

Taking out the trash that piles, bringing in new bowls of fresh snacks, and opening the windows each time they close

Dainsleif

“Rest your head, close your eyes if you need to. Let me anchor you to the present while you wade the memories of the past, I'll be right here when you resurface.”

Silent as he lays down beside you, pulling you up to rest atop of his chest and having you place your ear to his chest

fingers placing soothing circles into your limbs as you lay catatonic and unresponsive, head struck from the news

Take as long as you need, he'll be here waiting for you

Diluc

“I'm hardly the one to advocate for healthy ways to cope in this situation, but- you should still allow yourself to rage, to feel the hurt that let it become swallowed down. Let me be the one to help you back, I'll keep an eye on you”

Puts aside things for you to smash and break as he doesn't want you to do as he did and hurt the ones he loves in a fit of rage after the news breaks

he's there with you the whole time, watching plates fly into the woods

when you're done or you simply run out of things to break, he take over and carry you inside, wrap you up if you gained any nicks, and help you burn out the last embers of your anger

Baizhu

“Let me light some incense. We can reside here for the time being before I take you back to rest. Events such as this are just as physically taxing as they are mental, dear. We're going to take a break here for the night- then tomorrow take another step”

If you insist he'll look over the doctors notes, paranoia and grief often come hand in hand so he'll do anything to comfort you and steer you away from it

he'll check it over, take note of any oddities and explain to you the cause, how it happened, and answer any questions that he can if you are in any way doubtful of the information provided to you

then he'll guide you to take a bath to wash away the snot and tears, ease you into a gentle rest

Flins

“There is no need to fret my dear, I shall guide both you through this troubling ordeal and assist your loved one through the veil of the night. We may not be able to alter the events of the past but I can help those who remain.”

he will sit you down and ask you to start describing them, a small canvas and a palette in hand

as tiny as you need, he'll paint you an image to place into a locket - but he wants you to focus on them, to think of the love you behold

when he's finished and has propped the image up to dry, he'll join you where you lay and recount the things you just told him while holding you close

Furina

“Grab a blanket, and I'll grab us a blanket. cry if you need to, i'll do my duty and watch over you the whole night! It… will be okay, eventually, it's okay to be sad, so let's be sad. “

bundles you up tightly, brings out all the comfort foods she has, and turns on a screen to play back old records she has and quietly accompanies you

she'll also look through your things for pictographs if you have any videos even and will ask to go through them with you

Heizou

“You want me to investigate it? Hmn… Alright. but you must follow my lead alright? First things first, we'll need to take care of you, have something to drink, eat, close your eyes for a second - I know you're hurting but we can't go out until then, I promised you I would do my all for you, didn't I? there we go.”

more than willing to take a look at the reports if you feel at all slighted by them, thinking that they are wrong or they have the wrong person

hearing it from a stranger is harsh, so when he's there in front of you when he confirms that it's true, he makes sure when he relays it to you more clearly and softer

reassuring you and doing his best to counter the denial of the events

Ifa and Cacucu

“Ooh- this? for our friends, the Wayobs. When something as traumatic as this happens in our lives I often go out to find one of the manifestations to ask them to help send their souls off easier, not for everyone but it never fails to make me feel lighter, here, I can lead us down the path”

He sees the reactions of people when family [both human and not] pass, so he's quick to sit you down when the news comes in and order the others after checking how you respond

with rage or utter disbelief, he's there to rock you into back into reality if only to move you somewhere better

he's acting with his work mentality for the first half, aiming to calm you down and even getting cacucu to step in with his training as a comfort service

Illuga

“Here, my lantern. We can go guide them over to somewhere a little happier if you'd like? All we have to do is take a walk. That's it, simple, right? tell me about where you'd think they'd like, we may not be able to make it there today, but there's a lovely spot on the outskirts of Piramida that they may love just as much”

He knows how stifling it can be during this period in life and will encourage you to join him outside

whether his attempt helps ease your heart, he expresses his pride in how far you've come and have yet to go

hands you the lantern and sticks by you as you walk together into the peace of the night

Navia

“If I know you, and I do- there's no way you didn't express yourself, yes there may be things left unsaid or words you regret that you did. But what's important is that you love that someone and how it changed you and them forever.”

She takes you out, far away from prying eyes, and lets you take her axe to swing or fire off into the sky

guides you along so you're safe as you let out your emotions

and will be right there to hold you close when it all starts feeling too much, whispering words of encouragement

“you did so well. They'd be proud of you. Look at how far you've come.”

Raiden Shogun and Raiden Ei

“Loss is an enemy of eternity, point me in the direction of our foe and I shall see to it that this force is dealt with swiftly.” - “and that it aids in your recovery, you have helped me live with the passing of my sister Makoto, this is the least i can do.”

She's making orders for everything you ask for, barking out instructions for the others as she moves you someplace more comfortable

If you so much as even begin to doubt yourself

“I should have - I could have” she is quick to shut it down and snap you into reality even if it seems a little harsh

It's Catastophising that what ifs will do you more harm than good, and she doesn't wish to see you suffer more because of it

Sethos

“Crying helps, It does- bottling it up only hurts yourself in the end, if you need to we can go somewhere more private. I want to make sure you have somewhere there to pull you back in though, let me be your anchor.”

He takes your hands in his, foreheads pressed against each other and gets you to breathe in time with his after you tire yourself out from crying

If your throat hurts too much or you simply don't want to talk about it, he brings out a book to read to you and starts narrating it in a soft tone

Wanderer[Kintsugi]

“It's easy to see it as a betrayal, being so suddenly left alone by those you thought would walk alongside you for the rest of your life only to lose them. Do not walk the same path as me, Live with them in your heart and mind, but don't let it consume you and drag you down”

He's the best at getting you down from the spikes of anger that flare up out of everyone

he won't coddle you and won't justify the more violent or mean actions you may spit out

instead, he'll wait until after you're finished yelling, swearing at the world and its injustice in taking what's yours before stepping in and offering a hand

take it or not, either way, he'll guide you down to the floor and stay with you quietly in support

Xianyun

“Avians flock together so to lose a member of it always causes such strife to our lives, come now, allow me to shoulder some of your burdens so that you may grieve in peace.”

She's calling in the others to form a large cuddle pile for you to lay within

she'll ask you if you have any pressing tasks that may have been sidelined and goes to take care of it while you're occupied

if you ask to be left alone, she'll drag out her phonograph and put on some music for you to listen to so you're not sat alone, consumed by the grief

Zhongli

“Let us light a candle for this passing and appreciate the memories and experiences of your cherished ones’ legacy. Would you tell me about them? I will ensure that they, too, will shine like gold in my memory”

If you need him to, he'll take over the whole process of their passing into his hands

making quick work into looking into your customs to ensure that they are treated with respect in his care, you trust him, and he wants to help you

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arlecchino -`✮´-

• though arle will appear unbothered at first, you'll catch the faintest tightening of her jaw as she debates whether to object

• initially instructs you to turn it over to a shelter, but the moment you clutch the trembling little creature closer to your chest and look up at her with wide, pleading eyes, her resolve crumbles

• "you will be responsible for it," "do not expect me to clean after it." despite these words, you'll find toys that "she found in lyney's old magic storage" (they're brand new), water bowls strategically placed near the kitten's favorite spots, and you'll even hear from lynette that arle asked her for advice on caring for the new kitty

• you may even catch her waving one of the toys around in the air, enraptured by how the little kitten flings itself around

• inwardly, she'll admire your compassion- even if she thinks its impractical

• though arle will never be effusive, the cat will become, in its own way, under her protection- just like you!

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citlali -`✮´-

• "do you plan to track dirt and fleas through this place? honestly, can you think before you act for once?” citlali will look ready to toss the cat straight out the door

• until the kitten gives a tiny mewl. her eyes will flick down with visible reluctance. you will see the faintest twitch in her stoic expression, like she's trying very hard not to care

• "...fine" she will grumble, though she will refuse to meet your gaze. "i guess it can stay...but if it destroys anything, you will clean up the mess. okay?"

• even as she scolds you, she'll order you to get it some food and a blanket

• when the kitten wobbles over to her and bumps its head against her boot, she will visibly stiffen, then, very carefully, crouch to pick it up, holding it like it might explode

• a couple days later, you'll find citlali curled up taking a nap with the kitten. if you bring it up, she'll deny that it ever happened. huh? you said you have a photo? dang, ai is getting too real these days...

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kokomi -`✮´-

• she will only hesitate for a second when you appear in the doorway, cradling a tiny, damp ball of fur

• within seconds, she'll be listing everything it will need: a soft towel, clean water, appropriate food, a place for it to sleep, and medical attention if necessary

• once the kitten's condition is stable, she'll insist on preparing an entire checklist for the cat’s care- feeding schedule, grooming, veterinary appointments, and enrichment activities. even goes as far as making a second plan in case the first one fails

• if you tease her gently- "you're going to spoil it, koko"- she will fluster and look away. "i'm simply just ensuring its wellbeing" kokomi insists, reorganizing her notes to hide her embarrassment

• every time she settles down to read reports, the kitten finds her without fail. it will crawl determinedly into her lap, curl into a warm little ball, and start to purr so loudly it will drown out her thoughts

• but inevitably, duty will call. when she gently slides her hands under the kitten to lift it away, her heart will shatter at the confused mewl. she promises herself that she will finish her work just a little faster, just so she can hold it again

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ei -`✮´-

• when you step inside tenshukaku holding the kitten, ei will straighten at once, her expression grave as if you've brought home some great omen

• "if...if it will make you happy...then it may stay"

• surprisingly gentle with the kitten, picking it up with utmost care to conduct a "formal inspection"

• ei will quickly grow attached to the kitten. but admittedly, she is not experienced with caring for domestic animals. her inevitable consultation with yae will equip her with the necessary skills to care for the furry creature, but also come along with instructions for a... "bonding ritual"

• "she said...tug its tail...thrice?" on the third tug, the kitten will emit a tiny offended squeak and nip her finger with surprising force (why would she ever trust yae????)

• the first time it falls asleep on her lap, ei will freeze completely. you will assure her it’s just a nap, but she'll remain perfectly still until it wakes up, determined not to disturb it. she'll even try to meditate through the kitten's loud purrs, but you catch her opening an eye to check on it one too many times

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mualani -`✮´-

• the instant she will see you step through the doorway with a little bundle of fur, her eyes will go wide and sparkle with joy

• before you can explain, she will already be kneeling down to greet the kitten, speaking in the gentlest voice you’ve ever heard

• begs you to let her keep it (you were already gonna)

• good luck trying to help. every time you attempt to assist her, she'll either beat you to it or accidentally step in front of you. eventually, you'll learn to just stand there and watch her spin around the room in a blur of cheerful determination

• mualani will also celebrate every victory. "look! it's eating!" "look, it's exploring!"

• she'll love to play with the kitten, dangling ribbons, rolling little toys across the floor, laughing every time it does a flip or somersault

• by the end of the day, she will have claimed it as part of the family without question. when you watch her smile so earnestly spending time with the little one, you’ll feel like bringing the kitten home was the best decision you ever made

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fischl -`✮´-

• "verily...thou hast returned with a creature most curious!" fischl will declare in her melodic, formal voice

• she'll approach slowly, almost reverently, as if the kitten is a sacred emissary sent by the stars themselves, and drop gracefully to one knee and incline her head toward the kitten

• "be not afraid, small one. for thou standest before fischl, prinzessin der verurteilung, and her noble companion," she will intone solemnly, gesturing toward oz

• within minutes, will probably have spun some elaborate tale about the kitten's origins

• she'll prepare a special place for the kitten to rest, arranging a blanket like a miniature royal bed, naming it something like "sanctum of the celestial familiar"

• if you later catch her dozing with the kitten tucked under her chin and comment on how cute she looks, she will flush scarlet

• "s-such indelicate observations are...are..." she will sputter, hiding her face behind her hand

• oz will chuckle, "the prinzessin wishes you to know she is...most gratified by your approval"

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herta -`✮´-

• herta will only briefly look up from whatever experiment she's conducting or report she's reading

• if you start explaining where you found it, she will wave a hand dismissively, but she'll look up from whatever she's working on to study the new arrival like a data set "hm. it is sort of cute, i suppose," she'll admit

• has her puppets gather and set up everything necessary for the kitten without even asking you if you're going to keep it (its because she wants to keep it)

• to your dismay the kitten will prefer herta. "well, obviously it'll prefer me," she will say offhandedly, tapping her chin. "most living creatures do"

• but on the off chance it prefers you, she'll claim the kitten is "defective" or that its "merely reacting to pity pheromones" because "you do give off a bit of a helpless aura sometimes." won't admit that she's just a teeny tiny bit jealous, but the next time the kitten meows at her, she visibly struggles to fight off the smile threatening to pull at her lips

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acheron -`✮´-

• acheron will be surprisingly accepting of the shivering little kitten! she'll slowly extend a gloved hand, going very still when the kitten starts to sniff her fingers

• part of the reason was that she saw herself in the kitten. she, too, had once been a wanderer, adrift and uncertain. she had lost pieces of herself along the way, forgotten where she came from, and who she was meant to be. and then, just when she thought she would stay lost forever, you found her

• the other part is because she finds it adorable (what is she, heartless???)

• acheron will definitely talk to the kitten in plain english, explaining the expectations she places

• "that means you will refrain from climbing onto the dinner table and counter...and you will also not attempt to eat anything larger than yourself" she lectures, the kitten obliviously swatting at her outstretched hand, "...but exceptions can be negotiated"

• she'll also often forget to feed the kitten, her thoughts drifting elsewhere. lucky for her, the kitten was always ready to remind her, mewling insistently until she finally remembered to set out its food

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rappa -`✮´-

• rappa immediately treats the situation like a top-secret ninjutsu rescue mission, dubbing it "operation fluffy justice" and declaring herself and you the cat's sworn protectors

• somehow already has a kitten ninja costume on hand

• other than providing the "fuzzy disciple" with all the essential care and things, rappa also attempts to train it in the ways of the ninja. she'll build tiny obstacle courses with pillows, boxes, and other objects she finds around the "dojo" (your house)

• the kitten ignores all of them and instead naps on her "scrolls" (her manga), which she takes as a sign of "hidden potential"

• she insists that the kitten "needs to learn independent survival," but somehow the cat always ends up curled against her at night

• to her, taking in the kitten is a small but powerful act of justice. she'll be proud of you, but probably won't ever tell it to you straight because she always gets too flustered

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feixiao -`✮´-

• feixiao's reaction is immediate. she just crouches down, grinning widely, and greets the cat like it’s an old friend with no hesitation

• regarding all the essentials to take care of the new recruit, don't worry! everything she procures will be top of the line so the kitten can be as strong as possible!

• similar to rappa, feixiao will give the kitten a ridiculous nickname on the spot- something like "tiny tiger" or "whisker warrior"

• she'll embrace the destruction the kitten brings. if the cat knocks over a glass, claws at the couch, or nips her fingers, she'll just laugh. she'll treat the mischief like it's part of a noble warrior training arc

• will definitely show the kitten off to her comrades, especially moze and jiaoqiu. even names it their squad's new mascot

• she'll absolutely carry the cat in his jacket or in a custom pouch when she goes out so it can "experience the wind like a real warrior". she'll be careful not to move too quickly, lest the kitten be injured

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black swan -`✮´-

• at first, black swan won't say anything. just her signature small, unreadable smile as she glances at the scruffy creature in your arms. you brace yourself for judgment- but it never comes

• "so this is our newest guest?"

• she'll spoil the shit outta the lucky little kitty. premium food, silk-lined bedding, maybe even a tiny charm necklace that "matches her aesthetic"

• despite the kitten being your idea, it'll end up following black swan around the house instead of you. curled near her feet while she reads, pawing at her dress, and sleeping on her side of the bed!

• it even leaps into her lap on command. "it listens better than you," she'll always tease

• she'll also "pretend" the kitten can speak to her(maybe it can??). for example, if you comment on how affectionate it was toward her, she'll respond instantly with: "it told me i am its moon". whatever that means

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asta -`✮´-

• you won't even be able to react before asta swoops the kitten out of your arms like it's some kind of priceless artifact in one swift, practiced motion

• she'll immediately name it after a star. no room for debate. and within 48 hours, your apartment has a custom cat tree shaped like a telescope tower, complete with moon-shaped cushions and a rotating star projector at the top

• her bank account knows no end, so she'll also buy premium food, a jeweled nametag+collar, custom heated floors, and an ai-powered self-cleaning litter box

• the kitten will also travel with asta to work in a carrier with little sun and moon stickers because "it just...helps me think better when she's nearby"

• she also somehow gets it certified as a researcher, so kitty has its own id card hanging from its collar

• and when she can't bring the kitty, she can always take a peek at what its doing through one of the many hidden cameras she's installed for this very purpose

Clorinde who looks for you after she is finished with her duel, leaving so fast that you almost think she wasn’t even there. After dealing with the most annoying of people, all she wants is her beloved to sit with at home!! She loves finding you sitting pretty waiting for her come home, dressed in her favorite lingerie.

Clorinde often finds the idea of “rewarding her” for winning a bit ridiculous considering she has only won- but who she to complain when her wife bounces so prettily on her strap. Her hands alternate between resting lazily on your hips and dragging you up and down, deeply enjoying your broken moans. She can’t help but take in the way you look, almost like an angel (her angel). Clorinde will make sure to hurry with the next duel just to see this even sooner <3

Beidou who nearly tackles you when she finally docks back to liyue harbor. Normally she takes you on the Crux with her, but inazuma with the..uncertainty of their government she left you back home. But now she’s home as well! With you <3 your hugged so tightly you think she may crack a rib, already making plans to go out to have drinks with you. Beidou doesn’t leave you alone for the whole day when she sees you again!

Spending so long at sea away from her adorable wife, of course she has to spend hours remembering your body. Her rough hands gently trail over your figure, taking their time to explore you again. Beidou has barely even touched you and you’re already squirming in her grasp, begging so sweetly for her <3 she has to give her wife what she wants! Her hands pull your thighs apart softly, dipping her head down to your cunt. She feels like she is back in Heaven as she hears your sweet moans!

Ei who only wants to relax with you in the bath house. You two are the only ones in there at her request, the large pool reserved just for her and her wifey! She’s laying her head on your shoulder, and while she doesn’t need to sleep, indulges in resting her eyes with you for a few moments. Being archon means not getting to see you all the time, but being archon also means getting to have private moments like this <3

Ei helps you get out, letting your hand take hers as she leads you back to the changing area. You can feel her eyes glance over ever so often to your figure, taking in something she has seen a thousand times. She insists on helping you put your clothes back on, but you get a bit suspicious when her hands rest a bit too long on your chest. Her hands softly grope and feel around, playing with your nipples just to draw out little whines. She only hums into your neck when you call her out, and she continues to play with you chest! It’s not her fault her wife is so gorgeous :(

Childe would spend all day in the house with you if she could! It’s a prefect picture; snow falling while the fire warms up the house, and you two are cuddled together on the couch. Of course it’s not necessary the cozy cabin childe was raised in, it’s a giant mansion with fatui guards outside, but it’s close enough. She’s pressed against you closely, your head laying on her shoulders <3 it childe could make this moment last forever, there isn’t a price she wouldn’t pay!

Childe plants a small kiss to your lips as her scarred hands hold your thighs open delicately. Her cock thrusts in and out you, your fluids mixing together while you moan into the kiss. She shed most of her clothes a long time ago, leaving you to be able to see scars from her past battles. You can’t help but swoon over her well built body, and she can’t help but take every moment to trail over her wife’s! As she pulls away, her face is a bit flushed and little “so good for me baby” escape her lips.

Neuvilette who relaxes with her wife in the bathtub after she gets off work <3 neuvillette enjoys nothing more than just having you near her while the water splashes around. It’s not often you get to see neuvillette bare, and even rarer to see her actually lean back and enjoy the hot water. She sighs blissfully when she feels your fingers run through her hair, your hands taking their time to fix her up. Being iudex comes with working almost constantly, and getting to have a soft moment with you where she can allow herself some personal time is greatly appreciated.

Neuvillette doesn’t make attempt to stop you when she feels your hand drift down to the front of her torso, a small whine leaving her lips when you wrap your hand around her cock. She leans back into your chest, enjoying the way you seem to know every way she loves to be touched <3 it isn’t long until her cock stands proudly, precum dribbling into the water. Her little moans and gasps are music to your ears as you pump her cock, and you’re almost sure you can see her shaking. And when she finally cums, you press a small kiss to her cheek <3 it’s your duty as her wife to help her right?

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years, but by far one of her favorite experiences is having tea with you. It’s prepared by zhongli herself- delicately handled with care before being placed down on the table. It’s a lovely day in liyue, you two resting in the courtyard of zhongli’s abode (the joys of your partner having a suspiciously nice house and no money). She’s telling you about stories from decades ago, answering every one of your questions with grace while still sipping her tea. She’s admiring you as she carries on, slipping in a few compliments meanwhile <3

She’s not even breaking a sweat holding you up, her hands gripping into your thighs while you legs wrap around her waist. She can’t help the small grin that comes to her face hearing your moans into her neck as she continues to thrust into you. While your face is beet red and your pussy is fighting to fight all of her inside, she’s just whispering little words of love into your ears. And don’t even think about saying something remotely bratty, one roughly squeeze to your ass puts you right back in your place as she chuckles at you. Damn your archon wife.

So, like any other social outcast in the modern age, she turns to video games. Of course. The exact genre doesn't matter too much to her, although she does heavily enjoy both the action side of things as well as romantic visual novels. It's just about the humanity of it all. Sure, she isn't delusional; she knows full well that the companions on the other side of the screen are either not real or—in the case of co-op content—people who'd turn on her in a heartbeat if they knew the truth, but even then... This is all that she's got. Nobody knows the sins passed onto her like shitty hand-me-downs here, and if things go as planned, they never will.

This heavy dependency on non-fiction media for socializing is also the origin of her... unique way of talking. Chuuni Eula superiority!

Cut to one of her many game night seshes going ham on some open world RPG she's particularly fond of. Most days, she doesn't even touch the co-op option, but now that a limited-time event is going on? You better believe she's teaming up with people left and right just to try and get all the various free goodies day one. This is where you come in. See, not many people are willing to stay teamed up with her for long (even with the anonymity) because she's so goddamn weird. So weird. When she meets you, though, she finds you're not like that at all. You always give her the time of day, even long after the event is over. Heck, you even like to play along with her roleplay shenanigans from time to time!

You're special to her. So, so special. And that's why she tries so hard to doll herself up with silly nerdspeak, why she's constantly throwing in emoticons and throwing out punctuation that she worries might make you misconstrue her as genuinely angry when she's not. Now that she's gotten used to you being there when she logs in every day, she can't go back to the way things were before. She just can't.

Except, you're way friendlier than even she gave you credit for. When she goes to log in the next day, her heart starts racing like a startled horse at the sight of something peculiar—another username, but instead of it being your in-game alias, it's the one you use for Discord. You want to call her. Of course, that should be an absolute no-go (what if you somehow recognize her voice), but... if she refuses, will you stop talking to her?

A friend request comes in on your end. You accept it right away.

She keeps herself muted the first time you two wind up in a call together, claiming to still be recovering from some generic illness. Thankfully, you accept the excuse without a second thought and are perfectly fine with chattering away while she stays on mute and just listens. God do you sound so nice. When's the last time she's had someone be this accepting of her, other than customer service workers who didn't hear her full name to know any better? It's terrifying, honestly, but it feels amazing. Euphoric, even.

As the days pass by, her excuse grows stale. You start moving past generic wishing her wells and into deeper levels of concern over her health, and she just can't bring herself to keep worrying you like this. And so, the next time that good old call-starting melody rings out, it's without the shield of the mute icon protecting her.

Thank God you don't clock who she is right away like she feared. Instead, she hears an adorably elated gasp from the other end of the screen as you overflow with gratefulness that she's finally recovered. She even hears you say that you wouldn't have ever been able to guess she'd been so sick, not with how pretty and smooth her voice sounds. It's a good thing you're not here to see how red her face got from that one.

Over the next few months, the relationship slowly blossoms. You two have gotten so accustomed to each other's presence by this point that y'all talk about literally everything. From what you had for breakfast to the nights where neither of you can seem to rest, you're practically glued to one another every hour of every day.

Maybe that's why she slipped up. She grew comfortable with you—too comfortable. And now she's paying the price.

It was supposed to be just another innocent picture of her meal, the same way all the others you've mutually shared in the past have been. The way you responded so casually to her almost allows her to believe that's all it was and carry on with her day as if nothing happened. But she sees it. Her full name in frame, clear as day. God, why did she have to be so careless? All these moments of bliss, the ingraining of one another into your daily routines so intensely that you talked more than most married couples, and she doxxes herself. Over a photo of pizza of all things.

Still... you don't seem to be treating her any differently. It's not because you didn't see it—she knows you had to have seen it—so is it that you actually accept her for who she is? Even the thought alone sounds so ludicrous that she nearly denies the possibility altogether. But... why else would you still act so friendly to her? She knows you well enough to read your signs of discomfort at this point, and she can confidently say that there are none.

A week later, she gets an answer.

Like any other day, you two are busy yammering away in a call with each other. It's been so long that she even starts letting her guard down, feeling almost like everything's the same as before, when—

"There's something I've been wanting to talk about..."

And here it is. The moment you inevitably reject her for good and leave her to rot as an antisocial corpse all alone in her gaming chair, no one left to yap or laugh or cry with but herself. She tenses up, bracing for impact.

"This is going to sound creepy, I know, but I accidentally saw your name in one of the photos you sent a bit ago and I'm pretty sure we live in the same area. If I'm right, then would you maybe want to meet up sometime? I live over by..."

She swears her heart stopped beating for a second. You want to actually meet her??? You're willing to be seen with her in public??? What??? It takes her forever to collect herself enough to respond, but when she does, a faint sniffle carries over through her mic.

"I would love to."

- Ganyu -

Ganyu's one I could see going quite a few ways depending on the exact type of job position she ends up with. While I do love imagining her in a secretary role and wearing one of those really pretty black and white office outfits, I also find the idea of her working at a nonprofit that's centered around helping those in need really endearing. She's totally the kind of sweetheart who would be willing to overwork herself for a low-paying job, all with a smile on her face from knowing that she's giving back to her community.

The unfortunate thing is that, in reality, people like her aren't treated fairly. Not even remotely. Cruel individuals see people like her and use them, overwork them, and all while talking down to them as if they aren't the ones actually carrying the organization singlehandedly on their back. It's horrible, so much so that it nearly crushes her ideology of being willing to give her best for the sake of those less fortunate altogether—except it doesn't. Yes, largely due to her own strength and ability to persevere in hard times, but also because of you.

You're one of the few coworkers that both pays attention to her and actually does so with her well-being in mind. It may be true that you can't save her from the higher-ups' nagging and berating, but hey, you can still be there for her when she hides in the break room to cry over it afterwards. It's honestly her lifeline. After all, the entire reason she's suffering like this is to try and help goodhearted people like you; bad actors like her boss, then, shouldn't dissuade her from such selfless acts.

Except... she's breaking.

You watch it happen in real time. The way the bags under her eyes keep sinking further and further down into her skin. The way that she's always got a coffee cup pressed to her lip between tasks and, on the rare day that there is none, her body wobbles back and forth uncertainly, as if on the brink of losing consciousness altogether.

You try your best to intervene—encouraging her to take all of her breaks, even once suggesting that maybe this place isn't worth her time and how you're sure she could land a job elsewhere if she really wanted to. But she doesn't listen. Every single time, without fail, she looks up at you with that fragile, warm smile of hers and tells you that it's okay. She just hasn't been sleeping well and, once the weekend rolls around for her to catch up, she'll return good as new. She never does.

Of course, there's only so much of abusing her body and mind that she can take, and she finds that out the hard way. Literally, because she straight up collapses onto the floor in the middle of a meeting. When she wakes up, she finds her head snuggled right in your lap. The stare you're giving her alone is more than enough for her to know what's coming next.

"Ganyu, you can't keep doing this to yourself."

She knows. She knows. But her lips move on their own to retort you anyway—half out of habit, half pure fear.

"But what about our clients? They need our help. I can't just abandon them."

"And what about you? Even if you want to, you can't afford to keep sacrificing yourself for the sake of others. The only way that you can help others is by taking care of yourself first and foremost."

God she knows, she knows. She always has deep down. How could she accept that, though, when everyone else around her has wanted the exact opposite her entire life? It was always about them and what they need and what she was supposed to do for them. Even when others have said kind things like to take care of herself, they've never really meant it. They just wanted her pain to be less obvious; that way, they wouldn't have to feel guilty about leeching off of her.

And even if you do really mean it, since knowing you, you might... that's almost worse, because the thought alone makes her want to cling onto you. And yet, listening to your advice would mean leaving you behind. How cruel fate is. She forces a smile.

"It's okay. Really. I'm feeling better already thanks to you being here, so you don't have to worry about me."

You take a few seconds to reply, but when you do, her heart stops.

"About that... I actually just gave my two week's notice earlier. You should, too."

"Huh?" The sound leaves her lips like the wheeze after a punch right to the gut. Her stomach even aches the same. She'd been so caught up in her own troubles, her own inability to keep up with the soul-crushing tempo this job demands out of her, that she hadn't even considered the possibility that you wouldn't be able to handle it either. That you would choose to take care of yourself and leave this toxic environment.

She's so, so selfish. Why else does she start crying at the thought of you leaving her behind, despite knowing that this is what's best for you?

In the end, she submits her resignation letter.

As she clocks out and leaves the building, she finds herself staring emptily into the sky. Logically, she knows she should feel relieved at the weight being lifted off her shoulders, but she doesn't. She just feels... lost. That is, until you call out to her and break her out of her daze with that dazzling smile of yours she's going to miss so very much.

"You did the right thing."

"I... I'm not sure about that, but thank you." Her lips curl to match yours.

"You did. I promise. Oh, and by the way, I wanted to give you something." You pull out a folded notepad from your pocket and slot it into her hand. "There's my number. Message me whenever you're free so we can set up a time and place to hang out, okay? Only if you want to, of course—"

"I do!"

She blushes. Oh, why does she have to be so awkward? Thankfully, you don't seem to mind too much.

"Good. Then I'll see you soon."

When she finally returns to her humble apartment, she all but collapses onto the floor once again—only this time with her consciousness hopelessly intact. In retrospect, all of her angsting over how either of you quitting would mean never seeing each other again felt so silly. You really did like her, after all, and not just her work ethic.

Which is perfect, because she likes you just as much—no, even more.

- Ei -

Maladaptive daydreamer Ei my beloved... I must use this opportunity so graciously bestowed upon me to resurrect you. Also sorry this part be so angsty/borderline horror qwq I can never help myself with Ei content (T^T)

Your story first starts when you were all children—you, Ei, and Makoto. The three of you held a bond so tight and eternal that, if it weren't for the twins' distinctive hair, you could easily be confused as all part of one giant triplet trio; even with that identifying detail, though, you still often got lumped in with them purely out of how blatant your attachments to each other were to everyone around you.

You all loved talking about the future together. Dreams about what each of you would become. Makoto first wanted to be a superhero, but quickly switched gears once she asked her parents too many questions and figured out the unviability of that path. After that, she decided that a politician role would work just fine. Ei decided to become her future bodyguard, to no one's surprise; even with her tiny frame, she'd always been the sort to pounce into action the moment a whiff of danger hit her nostrils.

Perhaps that's why she never managed to recover from the accident. The one time she lunged to her sister's defense too late to do anything but watch in high definition as her other half turned into nothing more than a husk of a human being.

You wanted with all of your heart to help, to do something—anything—to drag Ei outside of the shell she sunk herself into after that fateful day. But what were you to do? You were just a kid. You all were. And so, when your parents cautiously sat you down at the dinner table some weeks later and broke the news that you all were leaving this cursed town of yours to start life anew, all you could do was nod and silently accept it. Accept that you, too, were now abandoning her during the time she needs you most.

She, on the other hand, didn't react at all.

There wasn't much she did after that day, honestly, despite her parents' great efforts to coax her into some semblance of a normal life. She would just... sit there. Her eyes would flicker from side to side occasionally, but even then, she was never looking at them, or anything that existed in reality for that matter. That blurry, unfocused gaze of hers was always set on some other dimension nobody else was privy to, a place and time where everything was different. Okay. Maybe even happy, if the occasional curvatures of her lips were anything to go off of. The one thing it never managed to be was real. Never that.

Her parents hoped that age and enough rounds of therapy would change things somehow. They thought that, perhaps, time would be enough to heal that gaping wound of hers. The opposite happened. The more and more years that went by, the harder it hit her that you both were gone. Knowing how she couldn't save her sister already ate away at her like ever-growing infected flesh, but once she truly processed that you were gone? It obliterated her. How was she supposed to smile and go to school and pretend like everything was okay when you weren't there? What if you got hurt? What if you were already hurt? What if you—

Stop. She had to stop thinking. And so, she did.

Giggling enters her ears. She aims her gaze downwards at the floor, littered with toys and trinkets and two children. You and Makoto are huddling over some picture book you've been obsessed with lately—something about nature? You turn the page with a smile.

"That's a monarch! Isn't it pretty?"

Makoto gasps with childlike wonder at the sight, but Ei's too far to see it. She's always too far to see it. Before she can make her way over and grasp at the page herself, it's already gone. Changed into something different, redder, splotchier.

"And this is a cr■■■n ■■■■■..."

Why are her ears ringing? Why can't she make out the words you're saying? Please, she wants to hear them again so bad, please ■■■■■, please say it again. She can't hear you. She can't hear you.

The butterflies soar off the pages and onto her throat. Into her throat. She's drowning in them and their wings are splattering their red liquid all over her and she knows the stains won't come out because she's tried already and she knows that no amount of water will make her clean.

No amount of water will make her clean.

No amount of water will make her clean.

No amount of water will make her clean.

No amount of time will make her clean.

No amount of repetitions will make her clean.

No amount of water will make her clean.

No amount of waiting will make her clean.

No amount of praying will make her clean.

No amount of saving her will make it past this dream.

No amount of saving you will make you come back.

She's alone.

Giggling enters her ears.

She lifts her gaze up towards the butterfly that's made its way onto her wrist. It doesn't hurt this time. It's not red. It's not even a butterfly.

It's you.

It's... you?

But you don't look anything like the child sitting on the floor, flipping pages of a book that gets blurrier by the day. No, the person she sees in front of her is from another dream entirely—yours. She sees you in that work uniform you always mention whenever the topic of the future comes up, all grown and mature and nothing like the child you actually are. You give her a strange smile she's never seen you wear before.

"I'm back, Ei."

She doesn't know whether to believe you or not.

- Yae Miko -

Okay, I love love love making modern Yae a certified mean girl. Buuuuut since I've posted a little about that version of her, I wanna talk first about the exact opposite—nerdy Yae Miko!!!!!

I've never really explored all that much on this blog who Yae was before the character growth off-screen that made her the mature, conniving woman she is, but just know I've thought about her. A lot. Which is good because, in a modern AU, that younger version of her translates really well into the stereotypical geeky high schooler who hasn't quite figured out how to get their acne under control. Or how to eat without a bunch of food bits getting stuck in her braces. Or anything, really. She's a mess, but a super cute one!

Of course, the fact that she's also a total bookworm doesn't help her case. It's not that she's introverted like many with similar interests are—the opposite, actually—but she loves a good story to help pass the time. School's just far too boring, don't you think? Fantasy novels, on the other hand...

So, it's only natural that you two first cross paths in the school library! You're looking for a book to read and accidentally brush hands with her, prompting her to offer sharing it with you. Without a second thought, you nod, expecting her to propose some sort of hot potato where one of you'd read a couple of chapters before handing it over to the other. Nah. The instant you agree, she latches her arm right under yours, drags you to her designated corner, and plops you right down beside her.

What follows is pretty much a carbon copy of the DDLC Yuri scene. Only, she's not the least bit shy about curling up to you and brushing shoulders; you are.

It's true that you've seen her around from time to time, but you had never gotten the chance to really look at her up close like this. Her hair, her eyes, that charming smile of hers... Even with all the aches and awkwardness that naturally come with this stage of life, she still manages to retain this air of sophistication like none you've ever felt before. So much so that you find yourself forgetting what you came here for—much to your companion's amusement.

"As much as I appreciate the attention, I don't think you can read and stare at my face at the same time."

"O-oh, right. Sorry."

The bad news is, there's only so much time before classes start back up again and you're forced to part ways with your newfound crush. The good news? You've still got a long, long way to go before completing that book of yours, and she's more than happy to keep meeting up with you however many times it takes to do just that.

This routine of yours quickly becomes something of a tradition between you two, even well after that specific story's last page was turned. First within the confines of the library's walls, then those of the school's cafeteria, until you don't even need the pretense of school at all to be snuggled up by each other's side.

Time skip to a few years down the line. In the blink of an eye, Yae Miko's somehow transformed all the way from the girl you once knew—mouth riddled to the brim with metal and occasional voice cracks—to the elegant yet bold woman we all know and love. Her job position's slightly different, this time solely being a businesswoman in charge of running a popular bookstore rather than a shrine maiden, but don't worry. She's just as much of a baddie as always, even down to her fashion sense. Yae in a suit supremacy!!!!!!!!!!

I gotta say. You REALLY lucked out with marrying her. Not only do you get the pride of knowing you won over the heart of the prettiest girl in town, but you also have a ton of freedom to pursue whatever goals of yours you wish to accomplish by virtue of her being hella rich! Whether it's an intensive college degree or a simple, domestic home life with her, she'll support you all the way.

miko giggles, flashing her sharp canines up at you as she secures the last knot on your thigh, lightly nipping your skin. "how does that feel?" she coos, swiping her hand sensually up your body as she rises.

"feels good." you hum. behind you, ei toys with the vibrator, checking on the speeds curiously. as you try to turn your neck to face her, miko's clawed fingers grab your chin, keeping your gaze on her.

"ah, ah, no peeking. ei are you almost ready?" she glances past you, smiling at ei's little nod.

"ready." ei's rougher hands brush your hips, parting your thighs as much as the rope would allow. "let me know if it hurts and i'll go slower." her breath brushes your ear, prompting a shaky nod from you.

miko keeps your eyes on her, nails piercing your skin slightly as she watches ei slide the silicone into you as your face scrunches up. she delights in how your thighs shake and wetness is evident on ei's fingers. "such a good girl for us, hm?" miko hums. she opens her mouth to continue before ei huffs.

"enough, miko. your voice is drowning her out." ei snaps, watching miko's ears fold back, though she quiets down nonetheless.

ei slides her thumb over your clit gently, running her hand over your pussy, across your entrance where the toy was fit snugly. "good". she sneaks a chaste kiss onto your cheek, her bare chest pressing into your back as miko slides in front of you.

ei slowly turns the vibration speed on, watching you squirm between the two women. miko grins, watching ei's generally stoic lips quirk up slightly.

miko leans her head towards ei, nipping at her lip while your head falls forward onto miko's bare shoulder. your hips grind against nothing as the women kiss above your head, the filthy noises reaching your ears.

you can hear ei whimper softly as miko takes control, sliding her tongue into the archon's mouth, consuming her entirely.

someone's hand slides to toy with your nipples, pinching and pulling, and another to tease your clit. you strain against the ropes, your head tilting back against ei as she gasps for breath.

your moans grow in volume, signaling for ei to turn the vibration speed up, both women eyeing the sweat dripping down your body, yet before you're able to cum, it all stops.

"what- no, no! ei!" your head whips around, grabbed forcefully back by miko.

"you thought we'd let you cum? just like that?" her free hand covers her mouth.

holding onto their arms sobbing while they roughly finger you at a red light only to pull away nd drive and no longer focusing on their edged princess ☹️☹️

only for you to beg and cry until their strong arm meets back between your legs to push upwards towards your g spot causing small tears in your eyes