sypnosis. — ★ lohen knew you would kill him if you ever found out, but how could he pass up on spending time with his son while also making mondstadt safer?
word count. — ★ 144 words
warnings. — ★ ftm!reader, adventurer!reader, dubious caretaker/parental figure (lohen makes questionable choices), traveler mention (can be either lumine or aether)
an. — ★ based on this tweet, once again the child is named after a fav character/person of mine (vtuber otoharu riyo), sorry it’s short i’ll probs expand on it later
lohen knew that you would most certainly ban him from ever watching your son, riyo, if you found out what “adventures” he took him on while you were busy with the adventurer’s guild.
but he couldn’t help it! fighting hilichurl camps with his precious son safely strapped to his chest in a carrier was basically a match made in heaven for him.
plus, it’s not like the 10 month old didn’t like it. he slept peacefully as his father brutally murdered took care of camp after camp, not making a single noise the whole time.
lohen knew it was only a matter of time before you found out, seeing as the traveler has nearly caught him a few times and he knew they wouldn’t hesitate to snitch on him.
until then, he’ll happily spend quality time with his son while doing his knightly duties.
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sypnosis. — ★ your 9 year old twin sons, leviathan and lucien, had been acting strangely for the past few days. you had thought maybe it was because their father, varka, had returned to mondstadt a few months ago and they were still getting used to him being home. that was until kaeya, your favorite loose lipped captain, had accidentally revealed to you that they were hiding a secret from you and your husband.
word count. — ★ 872
warnings. — ★ ftm!reader, established relationship, implications of pregnancy, reader is called mom/mama, angst if you squint, kinda yappy before getting to the actual plot of the fic sozzy
an. — ★ PLSSS do not look too deeply into the names, i have no creativity and used names of characters/people i like (levi from obey me and lucien lunaris from fsp en). sorry for basically disappearing i wasn’t kidding when i said i get major writers block <//3, also do not mention how this is a few days late for father’s day this randomly came to me. sorry for the abrupt ending, if i added any more the fic would have been 10 times longer cause im a yapper.
you knew your sons confided in their uncle kaeya (his words, not yours), but you didn’t think it would go as far as them keeping secrets from both you and your husband, varka.
you tried to not let your mind run rampant of what they could possibly be hiding from you after kaeya accidentally spilled the beans to you, not wanting to jump the gun and assume the worst.
you hadn’t told varka yet, knowing he would immediately “interrogate” them. you didn’t want them to think they were in trouble, because you knew they would never hide anything from either of you that could land them in harms way.
but a small part of you couldn’t help but think that they were hiding something like that, because why else would they look like they were antsy to leave the room whenever either you or varka entered?
the one time they did keep something harmful a secret when they were 5 while varka was away, they received a very long letter from their other father in another nation after you had informed him of what happened. safe to say they never did something like that again.
you would finally find out the reason for their actions on father’s day, a holiday you had forgotten your sons take very seriously.
“mama! papa!”
you felt the bed dip afterwards, then two more bodies pressing on top of you; making you grunt.
“wake up you two!”
it took you a second to fully register the voices, wearily blinking up at the ceiling as you pulled yourself out of slumber.
“what’s wrong?” you asked softly, sitting up in bed slowly. (as best as you could anyways, seeing as varka had an arm around your waist.)
“come down stairs, quick!” was all leviathan said before he and his twin climbed off the bed and raced downstairs, leaving you even more confused.
you turned your head to your left, bringing your hand to varka’s shoulder and shaking him.
“var, wake up.”
he hummed, rubbing his cheek into his pillow.
you shook him a little harder, “c’mon, wake up. the boys want to show us something downstairs.”
at the mention of a surprise from his sons, varka shot up in bed, making you jump lightly. he didn’t say anything as he got up, throwing a shirt on and heading downstairs.
you sighed heavily, getting out of bed yourself and slipping your house shoes on before heading downstairs as well.
as you descended the stairs, you had to stop just before the last step.
“varka? is everything okay?” you asked, noticing how your husband had stopped at the last step.
when you received no reply, you peered over his shoulder to see what he was looking at. you quickly understood why he had stopped.
your twin sons were standing in front of a cruelly made banner that said “happy father’s day!” with a cake with two lit candles on a table in front of them.
they nervously glanced at each other before speaking,
“we know uncle kaeya had said something to you mama about us hiding a secret, but we just wanted to surprise you and papa for father’s day…” lucien trailed off, clearly afraid that you and varka were going to be upset that they hid this from you.
you lightly pushed varka forward, making him realize how long he was standing there. he made his way over to where lucien and leviathan were standing, with you not far behind him.
“we love it, luci.” varka said as he affectionately ruffled lucien’s hair, then doing the same to leviathan when he pouted.
you walked behind the twins and put your hands on their shoulders, “it was very thoughtful of you two to do this for us.”
they both had proud smiles on their faces, obviously happy you two liked their surprise.
“oh! blow out the candles, then we can have cake!” leviathan said, lightly pushing you to stand next to varka in front of the table.
you and your husband looked at each other momentarily before turning to the still lit cake.
you both clapped your hands together and closed your eyes, quickly thinking of a wish as if it was your birthday.
i wish that my family is always happy and healthy…
i wish that my sons grow up to be well behaved men, unlike lohen…
you opened your eyes, looking at varka one last time before blowing out the candles together.
“can we have cake now?!” lucien excitedly asked, forgetting the time of day.
“we still have to eat breakfast, silly.”
both twins pouted at varka’s response, but knew there was no arguing with him.
as they ran into the kitchen for breakfast, varka turned to you as he wrapped an arm around your waist.
“what’d you wish for?” he asked, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
“if i tell you, then it won’t come true.”
varka pouted at your answer, showing where your sons got the habit from.
“c’mon you big baby, who knows how long those two can hold off on the cake.” you said as you picked the cake up to bring it into the kitchen, varka chuckling softly as he followed.
chapter sypnosis. — ★ daydreaming has always been your way of escaping reality whenever the world got too tough, good thing you have your brothers to distract you instead
content warnings. — ★ venti is called barbatos, mentions of unhealthy coping mechanisms, mentions of death during child birth, angst, hurt/comfort, some usage of y/n, age: 13
word count. — ★ 647
tag list. — ★ @cb97s-laptop @i-am-tiredd @solarrexplosion @bunbunboysworld @juno128
an. — ★ chapter two!!! some fluff before the angst <3
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if there was only one word your family could use to describe you, it would be dreamer. no matter the time of day, no matter where you were, you were constantly in your own world; imagining anything and everything.
whenever someone would ask you about your thoughts, you’d giggle before saying “it’s a secret!”. crepus would chuckle, while your brothers would whine and pester you to tell them; and much to their dismay, you never gave in.
your favorite thing to dream about was you and your two brothers, off being adventurers together. you liked to imagine that even when you all grew up you’d still be together, still the unbreakable trio as your father put it.
when you weren’t daydreaming about your future with your brothers, you were dreaming about your life in general. would you stay in mondstat with your father and brothers? or would you move to another nation, all on your own?
crepus had always told you and your brothers that it would be good to “spread your wings and fly” when you grew up; saying that barbatos would support your future decisions without question.
of course, you couldn’t always be left daydreaming. your father knew it wasn’t healthy to solely rely on escaping reality as a coping mechanism, but he didn’t know how to help you cope in better ways. luckily, kaeya and diluc did.
“i hate you! you’re the reason why mother is dead!”
“don’t say that!”
“shut up kaeya! if he hadn’t been born we’d still have our mother!”
“i-i-”
“shut up! just shut up! i don’t want to hear it!”
diluc stormed off, leaving you and kaeya in silence. at least until your hiccups broke it, soon turning into loud sobs as you fell to your knees.
kaeya rushed over, dropping to his knees next to you, pulling you into his side as he pet your head as if you were a cat.
“don’t listen to him, okay?” he whispered, kissing the top of your head after.
all you could do was cry into his chest, clutching your shirt above your heart tightly. the pain was unbearable, the words diluc said cutting into every fiber of your being.
“y/n! wake up!” diluc said as he shook you harshly while kaeya was in your fathers room waking him up as well. it wasn’t the first time you’ve had a nightmare, so they knew by now what to do when you had one.
you stirred slightly, groaning lightly while pushing diluc’s hand away, “stop shaking me..” you muttered, sleep still plaguing you.
“wake up!” he said again, still shaking you, albeit lightly.
kaeya soon returned with crepus in tow, climbing into your bed behind you. you’d think that he was the one who had the nightmares and not yourself.
he wrapped his arms around you, pressing a light kiss to the back of your head, “we’re here for you.”
diluc climbed into the bed as well, this time in front of you. he clasped your hands in his, rubbing his thumb on the back of your hands.
crepus sat on the edge of the bed, simply watching his sons. he knew that he didn’t need to say anything, kaeya and diluc were your anchors after a nightmare.
it didn’t take long for all three of you to fall asleep together, a soft smile adorning crepus’ face at the sight.
he slowly stood up, leaning over the bed to kiss yours and your brothers foreheads. “goodnight, little ones.” he said, returning to his bedroom to sleep once more.
the next morning, you didn’t talk about your nightmare; you never did. your brothers used to push you for answers, but they quickly learned to leave you alone.
besides, it’s not like you wanted to tell diluc he was the main focus of your nightmare. especially when the words he said weren’t lies.
my friend recently died so i’m subjecting everyone to harumasa angst lol will probably subject everyone to more angst later
gender neutral reader, established relationship, hurt/no comfort, harumasa backstory spoilers (may be inaccurate bc i’m going off how i interpret it), harumasa dies, angst
“why didn’t you tell me, haru? why…” you muttered under your breath as you clutched onto the jacket that was always tied around his waist. it was the only thing that miyabi and soukaku found when they were sent into the hollow to search for him.
the investigation concluded in that he was declared KIA, or rather he turned into a ethereal and was now roaming the hollow.
he hadn’t told you that he had ether aptitude regression syndrome, or how he had been tested on when he was a child.
miyabi could only watch you as you kneeled on the ground where you had met them as they emerged from the hollow holding harumasa’s jacket, nearly tearing the fabric of it from how tightly you were holding it in your hands.
you silently sobbed into it, body shaking as you did.
she, and the rest of the team, eventually left the area, giving you privacy as you grieved.
