꧁Genshin Boys + Nymph Reader꧂

༻Diluc༺

Ok so this man will be seriously injured. A fresh wound from a terrible battle. He stumbles into a nearby forest, looking for a pond, or just any place with water to wash his wound to avoid infection. Diluc’s knees buckles and he falls to the grass, the green threads scratching his skin. Blood colored the fields and there you are. Peeking from behind a tree. You look at him, eyes soft as you approach the man.

“—Gosh, you look awful…” you murmured.

Your voice was like a honey stream, slicing into the air. His final moments, he saw a girl. Embed in sashes, pearls and glittering gold through such flowing soft hair. You lift him from the ground, delicate hands grasp to his arm, pulling him up. He hisses, inhaling sharply and nostrils flared. “There, there…” you coo.

His lids are heavy, as crimson eyes lost their fiery steel.

-

He awakens, finding himself on plumpy nymph thighs, pillowing him for support. He lifts from them and turns his head, cheeks brightening. Nymphs gathered around and cried for joy, wickedly smiling to themselves and flashing their desirous eyes.

The lightness within his chest made the man unsure. He was badly hurt, but now he felt as though he could swing a thousands swords all in one go. “What— where..?” he faltered, so he tries again. “Who are you? And where am I? What happened?”

They chuckle, voices like content angels.

“Darling [Name] found you dying by the meadows,” they said. “And you were too handsome to die.” They tell him.

His brows furrowed at the sound of that.

“Darling!” cried a nymph. “Come sit by me!”

“Nevermind her, play with me!”

“No! He shall be mine!”

“Goodness what a catch on this one!”

“He’s stunning~”

༻Scaramouche༺

The nymphs found him by the pond, and greeted him. How could they resist? He’s got dreamy eyes, fair skin and such a brilliant smile. Plumpy like hands reach for him, tugging at his clothes and garments.

“Why don’t you remove these things and join us for a swim?”

One nymph behind him circled her arms around his neck, embracing him from his back. He smiled, malice soaked indigo eyes. His pale hands travel to her face, using his thumb to caress her cheek. The others pout, craving for his touch.

“You are all…” he says. “You are all terribly hideous.”

A sharp gasp jumps from their throats. Tears fell afresh from their bewitching eyes. They weep as he laughed in triumph. Scaramouche’s pride glowed as he proceeded to insult them. “You think I will sully myself to a group of revolting creatures?” he said.

“Stupid girls!!” he snickered, clapping a hand to his mouth, pretending to supress his wicked laughter.

“Are you sure, young man? They will get really, really, upset,” you told him.

And of course, being the bitchy girl that he was, he didn’t pay you any heed because he kept throwing and throwing word after word. Noisy cries slowly turns into snarls, the more he went at it, rage hitches within their throats.

It was only a matter of time before they pounce on him. And yeah… basically, he started war. Between harbinger and nymph.

-

You already know how this went. They were unmatched by his striking power, and turned to you. “What a vile man! Oh sister, you must help us!” they plead on their knees as tears fell from their eyes.

“But why? I’m in the middle of a nap.”

“My fool of a sister! All you do is sleep and sleep and sleep some more— just kill him already!”

“You doomed yourself. I’ve got nothing to do with it.”

Defeated, the nymphs fleet the pond and fled to a statue of their father, who was an archon, and prayed to him that he makes the balladeer pay for what he did, to punish him badly for every sounded letter that releases from his lips.

༻Xiao༺

Y'know… you were the malicous nymph.

You torment the adeptus until he becomes a mad man. Whenever you feel he’s not looking, that’s when you choose to engage into your devious acts.

You thieve his almond tofu, take his mask and only return it in the most randomest places. And then you take his spear, or render the people of Liyue in danger just to see him jump into rescue.

You probably did it, because you were intruiged of him. Perhaps it’s because you were both immortals.

“Hey! How dare you… Do you realize what you’re doing? Your juvenille ways puts us all in danger.”

You snicker, spinning his mask around with your dextrous fingers. “What will you do about it?”

He grounds his teeth, seeing his eyes narrow dangerously. His fist clench, his face tightened. You hum, tipping your toes and lifting your heels. Xiao’s lips split. “You think I am not afraid to kill a lady?”

You gasp, feinging afraid. "Then come and get me,” you pout and then ran so childishly fast.

“Come and get me, Adeptus!” you cried, jumping in joy whilst having his mask curled within your fingers.

Before you could get farther away, he lands in front of you. His starry eyes set aflame in fury. He reached for your collar, pulling you close. He gave you a death stare. A gravely glower. Might as well carry you to your coffin.

He snatches his mask from your grasp and you look to him with a crooked grin, your creamy eyes darting away from him. “O… Okay adeptus, our game of tag ends here…” you sheepishly coo.

He gave a loud silence and you quivered, knees ready to buckle. He swung his arm and paused when you whimpered. “You’re not going to kill me, are you?!” from glossy eyes, frightened tears escape.

No he didn’t kill you. And actually couldn’t bring himself to.

༻Venti༺

The nymphs never disliked him or anything. In truth, whenever the bard came by the pond, this was always the blissful time of day. He was humorous, and had such a sweet voice. Whenever he sang, his tunes would echo like a saint. When he’d giggle, their hearts would pound in their chest.

They sunbathered, and listened to him sing for hours on end. You enjoyed him too. When he’d come by, the nymphs would make Venti beautiful flower crowns and necklaces and he’d adorn it.  It was such a wholesome time.

“Sing for us, Barbatos!” they leap, clapping their hands. Then his fingers tuned a little song. Plucking thin threads on his lyre.

“My beautiful darlings. Just one look at you all pulls my weak heart strings~” he chirps, and flashes his signature smile.

It was no surprise that they became Barbatos’s next devoted followers.