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- Опубликовано: 6 июн 2023
- finding out the man behind the mask was not easy, nor was trying to believe it.
✨reuploading because the original video got shut down :(
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彡 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑶
「👾」#genshinimpact
「🦹」#diluc , #dilucragnvindr
❥ 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @merururuu on twt! || ( merururuu/status/... )
❥ 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤: open.spotify.com/playlist/3Us...
❥ 𝐚𝐫𝐭 & 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞! I only did the editing and compiling 🥺
❥ the comment section is open for any suggestions you may have
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彡 𝑪𝑶𝑷𝒀𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational, or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. 
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*proceeds to character ai*
彡 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒔 + 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 !
❝ legend of dark night hero . . . ❞
00:00 ࿐ ‧₊˚. walls could talk, halsey
1:41 ࿐ ‧₊˚. don't you know, jaymes young
❝ the darkness that seethes with evil . . . ❞
5:42 ࿐ ‧₊˚. who are you, svrcina
8:45 ࿐ ‧₊˚. chains, nick jonas
❝ drown out the sound of their crimes . . . ❞
12:05 ࿐ ‧₊˚. burning in desire, chris grey
15:05 ࿐ ‧₊˚. feel it, michele morrone
❝ waiting for the perfect moment . . . ❞
17:29 ࿐ ‧₊˚. secrets and lies, ruelle
21:43 ࿐ ‧₊˚. you can run, adam jones
❝ what lies in wait for us . . ? ❞
25:38 ࿐ ‧₊˚. tonight, dxvn. & daniel di angelo
30:18 ࿐ ‧₊˚. freak, lana del rey
❝ you have already proven your determination . . . ❞
35:05 ࿐ ‧₊˚. manipulate, mxze & clarei
38:42 ࿐ ‧₊˚. sacrifice, black atlass & jessie reyez
❝ working with you is quite the novelty . . . ❞
42:07 ࿐ ‧₊˚. copycat, bilie eilish
45:15 ࿐ ‧₊˚. swim, chase atlantic
❝ friend, I owe you my thanks . . . ❞
48:59 ࿐ ‧₊˚. lost the game, two feet
51:46 ࿐ ‧₊˚. gemini, nights
53:40 ࿐ ‧₊˚. the hills x creepin’ x the color violet, darkvidez remix
56:57 ࿐ ‧₊˚. wolf in sheep’s clothing, set it off & william beckett
❝ alright, see you next time . . . ❞
thank you for listening + watching ! ◞♡°
❥ 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤: open.spotify.com/playlist/3Usc9uGqWGvckMvlPSEm4c?si=dfc9011011ee4ae6
Bom dia 😞
Oh I’m so sorry that it got taken down, I enjoyed this so much the first time around
@@xxcringeycookiezxx3441 me too, honestly :( the first two songs that carried the original playlist was blocked by youtube so i had to rearrange everything :(
🖤🖤🔥🔥
I'm just an average girl. I see Diluc, I click...
Guilty as charged 😩
Oopsies
Same
Same here
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GN reader
"Diluc, do you know anything about the Darknight Hero" "Only that it's just a mere rumor spread by the people of Mondstat" he replied, drying a glass. You were in Angel Share with Diluc past closing time to ask him some questions.
"Interesting" you ran your finger around the rim of the glass in front of you with your head propped up by a hand. You looked back at him. "Those who saw the Darknight Hero said that he had red hair and a masquerade mask" you continued. Diluc raised a brow, keeping calm. "What's that supposed to mean exactly" he set down the glass along with the rags he was using.
"You are the only one with red hair in Mondstat" "How do you know the hero isn't someone from another nation? Like Sumeru, Liyue, Inazuma. Fontaine even or Natlan" he proposed. "That could be true but who would go out of their way to come to Mondstat and be its knight in shining armor from the shadows" Diluc was getting frustrated with you but he didn't show it. Mainly because you were tearing down every wall he was putting up.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest. "You never know the type of people in this world and there is a chance of someone like that existing" he said. "Now if you may, get out so I can close up this place go home" You let out a sigh but not one of defeat. "Come on Diluc" you whined in a playful manner.
He gave you a serious look and took the glass that was in front of you, dumping its contents in the sink. "Fine" you groaned. Getting off the stool you collected your coat and walked to the door. "I remember seeing some slimes near the Mondstat docks earlier. I wonder if they're still there" you mentioned before leaving the tavern.
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You waited by the docks you mentioned earlier. There were no slimes. It was all part of your elaborate plan to coax out the Darknight Hero. In a few moments the very hero appeared in front of you. "Diluc Ragnvindr. Former Cavelry Captain of the Favonius to a hero in the shadows. That'll be an interesting paper don't you think" you smirked.
He took off the mask, confirming your suspicions. "I should've known it was a trap. You always find your story one way or another" "I'm flattered that you know the way I work around here. Now tell me, why did you trust me exactly? You knew my motives so why?" You held your hands behind your back and took wide, slow strides toward the man as you spoke.
You eventually reached him and stared into his eyes, leaning closer to his face when you said the last word. His nose scrunched and his eyes narrowed. "You're annoying" you backed away from him and started walking around him. "Delaying the inevitable as always Master Diluc. I'll get my answer one day and the City of Freedom will know who their hero in the night is. Hell that'll make every girl want you more"
"Even you y/n?" You stopped in your tracks and looked at him, baffled. "Where did you get that idea" Finally some leverage against you. "I noticed that in all your articles I am mentioned either directly or indirectly, even before I knew you. Also I would catch your peeping eyes every time you were at Angel Share. I believe I recall one of my employees saying that you were only there when I was" he mentioned.
"I wonder how Mondstat will react when they find out that their best reporter is obsessed with Diluc Ragnvindr. Oh how all the women in Mondstat would be at your door, begging you to get them close to me" he smirked. "I expect nothing less from you Diluc but blackmail is a low I thought you would never go to"
The man faced you. "What can I say? I get what I want when I want it. Well except for one thing, they never seem to be cooperative with me" he said scanning your body. "Who is this someone then, Donna perhaps?" He already got into your head and you weren't thinking clearly.
"Seems I've got into your head already. Flustered perhaps?" "Wh-what makes you say that?" "You really think Donna wouldn't be cooperative? Your ears have been red since I mentioned you being obsessed with me" Almost immediately you cupped your ears with your hands and Diluc smirked at your reaction.
He grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand off your ear. "You're the one I want y/n l/n and you'll eventually be mine. Just think of it. 'Y/n L/n is the Darknight Hero's damsel in distress' in the headlines. Y/n Ragnvindr has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" He teased. "No thank you. I won't have the public think I'm in kahoots with you, Darknight hero" He pulled you in by your waist and laced his fingers with yours, put in an almost dance position.
"Why not keep my identity under wraps then. You'll just be known as my partner" he suggested. "I don't know how to feel about that. Upset that I just lost my latest story or glad that I managed to snag the best looking guy in Mondstat" you glanced down to his lips. "I'm flattered"
Footsteps were heard coming towards you two. "Seems we'll have to cut this short" he said backing up from you. "See you at the winery darling" he said, disappearing into the night. "Y/n what are you doing here this late at night" your friend Amber asked.
"Oh nothing. Just looking for my next story that's all. Anyway I'm gonna head home" you said. "Ok then. Goodnight" Amber said, waving to you. You waved back and waited until her footsteps were far enough away before looking back at her to make sure she didn't look back. "Alrighty. Dawn Winery is my next stop of the night" you said, walking outside the gates of Mondstat.
PART 2 WHEN?? DONT LEAVE ME HANGING LIKE THAT, WHERE'S YOUR AO3!!!!
@@rosereade3618 I don't have an A03 but I do have a wattpad. I'm kinda currently making this pov into a fanfic but writer's block sucks. It's not posted yet.
@@124animehusbandosandcounting OH OKAAYYY LMK WHEN UR DONE SO I CAN EAT IT UP
@@124animehusbandosandcountinglmn too btw 👀👀
pls lmk aswell I cant be left hanging like that oml I'm in love
POV (reupload from last vid)
"We have a new task for you," one of your new possible clients spoke from behind the thin wall. Their voice stern with a hint of snobby annoyance.
'Another noble.' You thought. This was nothing new, as an assassin and spy for hire, you were familiar with many powerful people, although they didn't know much about you, other than your reputation, "Listening." you spoke, purposely using a different voice than you did in public. The last thing, you needed, was someone recognizing you while off duty.
"I'm sure, you're familiar with the rumours of a certain 'Darknight Hero' wandering the streets at night." they explained, "They're a vigilante and disturbing the peace, this city is known for."
"So, you want them gone?" You inquired, with a knowing smirk. It was clear to you that whoever this was, liked to participate in some illegal business and didn't appreciate getting interrupted by a meddling crime fighter.
"Preferably, yes. We will pay good money for your trouble."
"I will consider your request, we shall discuss my rates next time." you informed, cutting the meeting short as you had other matters to attend to.
***
"No, Venti, I'm not bringing you another bottle. This is the sixth one this evening." You scolded, collecting the bottle from his table.
"But (Y/N)!" He whined like a toddler, "Pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"No." You dead-panned, shaking your head as you retreated back behind the bar, picking up trash from the other tables on the way, "that bard is going to drive this business to the ground. He doesn't even pay properly."
"I doubt, he has the ability to do that." Diluc remarked from beside you. He was washing some used glasses, "we're not a struggling establishment and he's counting on that."
"And your dandelion wine is the best!" Venti mused from his corner as if aware, you were talking about him. You were always surprised with how good his hearing was. It was honestly terrifying at times. You couldn't even imagine how many things, he knew about the people here.
Your eyebrows furrowed, wondering what he knew about you in particular. You sighed, 'Worrying about that won't do me any good.' If he did know anything, it didn't seem, like he shared the information with anyone as you didn't have any of the Knights after you.
Speaking of the Knights, you were friends with some of them. Amber introduced you, the first time you arrived to Mondstadt. She actually helped you get this job here at Angel's Share.
After moving here from Inazuma, you realized, there weren't as many 'work opportunities' as you would have hoped, but anything beat getting caught in the Shogun's war or getting your vision confiscated.
Your nightly activities have become a side gig and in a way you didn't really mind. To be honest, you only kept your old job because it was what you were used to and it brought you an odd sense of comfort, familiarity.
You wondered if you should abandon it entirely, but something in you, always found a new excuse to keep going. Perhaps, you were only longing for the thrill now. Thrill of not getting caught, knowing things, you could hold over people's heads.
Your newest request was still fresh in your mind, 'The Darknight Hero. Can't say, I'm not curious myself. It might be my most interesting request yet.'
"You've been spacing out for half of your shift. Maybe, you should go home and rest." your red-headed employer noted, noticing your distant stare.
"Ah? No, I'm alright. There's just a lot on my mind." you blinked a few times, bringing your mind to the present again.
He observed you as you got back to work, this time putting your full attention to what you were doing. You were an odd one, he had to admit. Something about you, just didn't sit right with him, yet he couldn't place his finger on what.
***
Diluc couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched the whole night. He often paused what he was doing to look around, seeing nothing but silent, empty streets of the sleeping city. It unnerved him to no end, the feeling was too sudden and unprompted for it to be paranoia.
You watched him like a hawk, creeping along the roofs, waiting for an opening. It took hours of fruitless effort, the man was too guarded for a sneak-attack to be anywhere near effective. You knew, the moment you tried anything, you'd receive a hit from that giant claymore, he carried around.
He quickly got tired of being followed and decided to act, luring you outside the city. This ensured that you would lose a lot of places to hide if you decided to follow and if it came to a fight, you wouldn't accidentally wreck someone's property.
You growled in irritation as he was about to pass the city's gates, 'This bastard.' There was no doubt, he knew about you. You sighed, gripping your weapon tighter, 'I guess, we're moving on to plan B.' You had a major disadvantage in direct combat and you were painfully aware of it.
You decided to just say 'Fuck it.' and attack while you still had the high ground. Literally shooting your shot, you aimed at the man, cursing as he deflected your attack and now knew your approximate location.
Knowing, he was right in his suspicions, Diluc scanned the area for his attacker, starting off with where the shot came from, a flutter of clothing caught his eye as you scurried away to get a better angle.
Multiple projectiles later, he decided to take better cover, forcing you to either give up or come to him.
He was smart as well as skilled, a good opponent. How unfortunate for you. You debated yourself on if you should bail, but the glint of your vision hanging at your hip deterred you from that idea, 'No. I was looking for a thrill, right? Well, here it is. Something not easy.'
Creating a distraction, you hoped, it would give you a big enough opening to at least get a few hits in. Switching to your melee weapon, you took a deep breath before dashing from your hiding spot.
Unfortunately, he had no intention of letting you get the first hit, parrying your strike before launching his own series of attacks.
Dodging the fire infused strikes, you took advantage of the short pause, he had to take, after the third strike and managed to strike him with your own elemental attack.
He staggered back slightly, but otherwise didn't show much of a reaction, ready to swing at you again.
This continued for what felt like ages but couldn't have been longer than half an hour. Both of you had sustained some substencial injuries.
Your attacks were gaining a certain sluggishness. You were really not used to this amount of combat, your speciality were hit and runs after all. But to your credit, your opponent also looked quite haggard.
In a last-ditch effort as you felt your energy swiftly depleting, you swung a him for the last time, honestly planning to retreat after this. When suddenly you actually managed to trip him and get the advantage, you've been desperately wishing for.
In a tired haze, you went in for a final strike, almost dropping the weapon when you realised, the face of your opponent has been revealed. You vaguely remembered hitting him in the face before, his mask most likely came undone then.
You froze mid-strike as your brain rebooted, 'So The Darknight Hero is...' the pieces slowly added together; pyro vision, very fashionable, distinctly crimson hair... You couldn't help but crack up at the absurdity of your situation.
Diluc managed to turn the tables again. Now being the one holding you down, claymore at your throat.
Your weapon was out of your grasp, you had no way of fighting back but in all honesty, you couldn't care less. You were fairly sure, something broke in your brain as you couldn't stop chuckling like a maniac, "How in the fuck did I not figure that one out?"
He saw, you weren't going to cooperate, so he did the logical thing and knocked you out. Staring down at your now limp body, he pondered on what to do with you. Normally, he would have handed you over to the Knights but you knew his identity and he wasn't going to risk you blabbering about it.
He sighed, only left with one option.
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You groaned as you slowly gained back your consciousness. You felt ropes tied around your hands and legs. From the fact, you couldn't see anything, you were also blindfolded. Trying to recall your most recent memories, you cringed, hearing a door creak open.
You heard footsteps coming in your direction, light momentarily blinding you as the blindfold was pulled off your eyes. When your vision cleared, so did the rest of your senses, memories flooding back when you came face to face with Diluc, your... Employer? Opponent? Target? Captor?... whoever he was at this point.
You sized each other up for a moment before he broke the silence, "I always suspected there was something off about you, but I certainly didn't have this in mind, (Y/N)." he remarked coolly, keeping a neutral expression.
"I never took you for the vigilante type either, Master Diluc." you sassed back, putting extra emphasis on 'Master'. You weren't in the position to give him attitude but then again, you were always a brat.
He resisted the urge to smirk, "and I hoped, you wouldn't remember that."
"It's kind of hard to forget getting your ass kicked by someone with your description." you shrugged, "Ever considered wearing a hood? The hair is a dead give-away and not doing much for your stealth capabilities."
"It has never been a problem before." he stated, "and from your reaction, you didn't have an idea either."
'Busted,' you thought.
"But that doesn't matter at the moment. There are some more pressing matters to attend to." he explained, kneeling to your level and tugging at your bound arms.
Now truly face to face, too close for your comfort, "And that is?" you squinted at him, trying not to squirm under his suddenly much more intimidating gaze.
"What shall I do?" a small smirk spreading on his lips, "now that you know about me."
A/N: Writing accounts are in my channel description if you're interested :)
@@SatansOtherSelf Just reading this pov and listening to the playlist is really thrilling!
I just love this masterpiece u made! (≧▽≦)
Thanks :)
Noo i wanted to know what happened next
the original video got taken down last Friday so im reuploading this with more songs + voiceovers + better edit just to tick RUclips off LMAO
I also want to deeply apologize to writers who have written pov/stories in that playlist. I’m really upset with YT taking it down recently despite the video being uploaded a month ago
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also, im pretty sure they have a problem with diluc 😭 they keep on bringing down every vid I have for him smh must be the abyss order’s doing
So that's why I feel like I've already seeing this.
Aww, my pov collection :(
@@Hanlian07 yes :( I feel so bad because the povs in the playlist were so well written. i actually still have access to the video's comment section so i can still read the stories but, it's just a waste that the others can't anymore :(
yt is honestly so frustrating when it comes to copyright 😭
I'm reposting mine because I have it saved on a seperate app
@@124animehusbandosandcounting OH MY GOODNESS im so glad you still have it saved!! ill definitely read it again 🥺
Whoever made this playlist. has such good music taste it's perfect
These POV's have me giggling and blushing 🤭
❤ Enjoyed this very much,
so let's share first POV with y'all :
You woke up in a half lit half dark room and slowly opened your eyes -
your head was still ringing, as if someone had knocked you out.
Hands tied to your back, and the position you were lying, it was -
simply uncomfortable.
Wrapped in something like a mantle or a blanket, around which a rope was tightly tied, honestly, your situation reminded more of a caterpillar than a human.
Squirming, you tried to get up on your knees, which proved very hard as your hands could not prop you up - and after managing to somehow struggle upwards, your head shifted upwards and instantly met red glowing eyes.
Not sure whether it was a hallucination, a perfume, or ... the smell of osmanthus wine - there was a subtle sweet and dizzying fragrance, that made your mind turbid and slow, just from *being* there, breathing in the air -
Where were you, actually?
However, tour thoughts stopped the moment the light fell on crimson red hair, and on half of Diluc's face.
Blinking, you saw a different expression on his face than usual - his normal, expressionless, almost sulking face was relaxed and comfortable, tinted in slight red -
as well as a sly smirk plastered on his face.
Stumped, as his expression took your breath away, you gulped, not knowing if you wanted to move closer or back away, as his eyes were staring at you
- like some kind of predator.
"You pack a good punch, Traveller." His hoarse and..languid tone went down your throat and made your body feel a shiver going from the top of your hair to your toes.
His hand, resting on his chin before, moved to his jaw as if aligning it or making it a little more mobile, and you saw a corner of red blood on his mouth.
Blinking again, you seemed to remember being in a scuffle with... Diluc? Why? Looking at his crimson dress, your memories slowly got back to you -
Just before you blacked out, you were hunting after a pack of hilichurls in the deep night, around Mondstadt , as you saw a flash of red...
thinking this was another fire abyss mage, you sent an attack their way, but then you saw it had been a human figure, and while trying to stop your
attack, you crashed literally head first into... *him*, sending his mask flying and also leaving this ... broken lip, that for some
- unknown reason looked really tempting to...
Shaking off the strange thoughts creeping in your mind and trying to resist the brain fog, you tried to concentrate and noticing that he was not in any way trying to help you up or untie you, and your brows furrowed...
"What.." Your hoarse voice broke - "What are you doing, Diluc?" You finally spoke up.
Sounding less confident and offended that you wanted to, honestly.
"What indeed," he answered musingly, with some mirth in his voice,
"What indeed... shall I do with you? Now.. that you found out~" his voice trailed off, and his lips curved again, as if it was an amusing joke,
and his eyes sparkled as he looked down on you, while you were still squirming like a sack of potatoes.
As faint moonlight shone on his face,
you finally paid attention to the red blush on his cheeks, and his slightly dilated and glistening eyes, which before you dismissed as an impossible thing - and your heart stopped for a second.
"D-Diluc?" You croaked.. "Are you... *actually drunk* ?" You were actually flabbergasted...
The only thing you have never seen or expected... was right before your eyes.
"Hmph!" His eyebrows scrunched for a second, like a grumpy child, and then he leaned towards you, as if to watch something interesting closer...
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You don't really know how to react when you see the bloodied form of the darknight hero stumble towards you from the shadows. His left arm was as bloody as the rest of him, and his right arm swung lifelessly at his side. His owl mask cracked and flooded with red that stained his hair as much as Diluc's. He wheezes a raspy breath, then another. Your eyes meet and, for a moment, you forget what to do. The hero tries to stumble past, but collapses again; this time, he doesn't move from the ground. He just lays there, heaving for breath that doesn't come.
You don't think. You just bring his arms across his chest and heave him up enough the drag him through the doors and up the stairs to your apartment. You make sure not to look at his face as you remove the mask and lay a warm cloth over his eyes so that you can clean the blood off of his face. It wasn't until you bandaged his wounds and wiped the blood from his hair that your mind drifted to Diluc.
You remember the party you threw for him last month: how silly he looked with the white napkin tied over his eyes as you guided him to the party room. Wait.
You cover your mouth in shock. No, that's impossible. And yet... No. No, it can't be. But who else has red hair like this? Well, lots of people. Redheads aren't unicorns. Still! Even the jawline is the same.
"No," you refuse out loud. You get up and walk to the other side of the room, hands shaking. You know now. No, you don't. You don't actually know it's him. You haven't seen all of his face. You have suspicions, but there hasn't been any confirmation. Not yet. No! No, that's not a good idea. Just get him healed and get him out.
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It's two days before he finally stirs, and you hear him remove the blindfold. You mended his mask the day before and left it on the bedside table for him. You hear him shift in the bed as he notices you, then the mask. It's silent as he looks between you and his mask, the pieces fitted together in his mind.
"So," he sighs, sitting up, "you know now."
"I don't know anything," you reply carefully. "I just know you and a friend of mine have similar hair and a sharp jawline. Nothing else."
You hear him pause, and your chest and arms warm. The mask slides off the table and into his hands as he stares at you.
"You really think that will fly?" he challenges, something else in his tone.
"It doesn't matter if people don't believe me," you reply, still facing away. "I just know that you need to either dye your hair or wear a hood. If someone else sees the similarities between you and my friend, he might be in-"
Suddenly, you feel a gust of wind as he's suddenly behind you, his hands on your shoulder with the mask still trapped in his fingers. You flinch, he coughs. You quickly grab the mask from his hand and fix it to his face as you turn to keep him from falling flat on the hard floor. It's a little crooked, but you don't have time to think about it as he collapses on top of you.
"Dammit, L-Knight!" you stammer. "Your ribs are still broken. They won't be fully healed for a while!"
"So it'd seem," he rasps. Then, with a cheeky grin, "Could you help me back?"
"Let go of my wrists," you reply, cheeks going flush with warmth, "and let me stand. Then I can help you."
He pauses, a sly smile across his face. "Nah," he purrs. "I like it like this."
Then, before you can say or do anything, he goes to kiss your neck. Then he pauses, as if suddenly aware of something. His fingers shift on your wrist to feel your pulse. He's silent for a while before turning back to you, seemingly saddened.
"You're afraid."
You swallow the lump in your throat, a tear already escaping down the side of your face. You say nothing.
"Why?"
You don't answer. Not yet anyway. You just need to control yourself. Don't cry.
After a moment, he rolls to the side and lays on the ground next to you, both curious and worried. "Y/n?"
You swallow, but it doesn't help keep your voice steady. "I'm trying - really hard - to stay out of this, Darknight. Please, don't force yourself on me."
"It's just a thank you."
"You can thank me by getting better," you snap. It's a bit harsher than you intended, but you can't help it anymore. Not with the tears. "Please," you try again, softer. "I'm not ready to be broken again."
At that, he thinks for a moment before nodding. "Alright."
Heaven always has the best playlists. The music is just 👌
You work at a tavern your often get hit on by the men who all want to date you Heard a rumor going around about a dark knight hero you often wished he would help you get away from your abusive family be that was only a dream there's no way he's real i mean how can someone so kind actually exist one night you were walking to the tavern for your shift after being hit on and criticized bye your father you never let anyone see you cry so as soon as you were in the alleyway you Burst into tears but soon got up and started walking to the tavern only to be greeted by a lot of men at the bar you walked to the bar and started talking orders and one of the men said oh darling what took you so long you were late today you will pay for that later he whispered in your ear meet me at the docks or i will kill that cute little sister of yours you just nodded your head and after your shift you walked to the docks and saw 5 men standing there what do you want i have nothing to offer you oh yes you do you have that gorgeous body don't worry me and my friends can ignore all those scars they pushed you against the wall you didn't do anything to stop them because you knew if you did they would kill you baby sister just then you hear a voice say come on boys that's no way to treat a lady the mysterious man grabbed you and pulled you to him raping his arms around your waist don't worry gorgeous these men won't ever bother you again just then you said dark Knight hero and he smirked yep now just sit here for a minute close your eyes just then he walks towards the men and you hear them screaming the splash he throws them into the water the Walks over to you and takes you hands off your eyes you can open your eyes no cutey whats your name z- zara you studder you know you should have fought back no you don't understand i can't fight back they would have hurt my sister of cutety don't worry you safe now he looks at the cuts on you did they do this no then who did um my parents he looks at you in shock hay cutety do you want to come stay with me but my sister don't worry she can come to but i can't let you be treated like this what do you say oh ok good now let's go get your sister ok he Carry's you to your house go get your sister i will wait right here ok you sneak into your house and grab your sister and you leave and go back to his house a couple weeks later there is a really bad thunderstorm and you get scared and leave you room and go to his room and crawl into his bed and poke his shoulder and he wakes up what's wrong baby doll can i sleep in your room tonight ok come here he holds his arms out you crawl into his arms and snuggle against him baby doll you know i like you but i won't do anything more if you don't want i like you too...10 likes pt2
now step on me mr.diluc
my loneliness is killing meehh
I swear for me loosing the 50/50 as long as it's with this boy, I'm not mad having him at c6 🛐🔥🛐🔥
pov. also im not the deepest in genshin lore, so if i get anything wrong, pls dont blame me.
diluc has a more royalty look in this pov jsyk. (just so you know)
The mood of this playlist’s has more lust and tension at the end and it feels like pleasurable. So im kinda using that format for this towards the end. :)
(if you want part two, which is very unholy, it’s in the replies you dang webtooners. 😭)
You bit your lips as you were at the village café with Venti. Venti was worried for your actions as the last mission you had failed again, trying to catch the identity of “The Darknight Hero”. You cascaded away from the seat you were sitting in. Venti runs behind you.
“Y/N! What’s the rush” Venti exclaimed as you looked angry. “We don’t have to go to the base to tell them you failed again!”
“I’m mad that we didn’t catch the… the person! The Darknight Hero!” you yelled. The tone slows down a bit, “Sorry, I’m just really upset because of this underlying moment.”
“Why catch him? We can always get more information.” Venti said, trying to calm you down.
“What’s the point, I failed again. We been at this complication for weeks. No information was tracked down by anyone. We just know that it’s the Darknight Hero.” You sighed, “Venti, let’s just tell them.”
Venti reluctantly agreed, he had a mysterious look in his eyes though. The two of you walk to the secret base where you are forced to go to. You came to this world powerless, so your best option is to work with the secret base. Only some people knew about the base, like Venti. You both approach the base, you see the boss and bowed.
“Welcome back, L/N, have you succeeded in such matter? Finding the identity, or suppose, killing the lord?” your boss said.
It clicked in your mind when he said lord. Is the Darknight Hero a lord? Your mind was racing a few people in mind. But nothing clicked.
“I have not. This ‘hero’ is such a complicated subject to find.” you said with a sad tone.
“That is why I prepared you.” exclaimed your boss. “Venti, you can go now.”
You look at Venti as he had a small guilt in his eyes.
“Venti, no..!” you looked at him deeply, you were begging in your eyes to have him stay.
“I’m so sorry Y/N. I must go. I’ll always be in the village if you ever need me for your next mission, next helping hand.” Venti said, he left in the darkness of the base, before you can hug him. You clenched your fist.
“Stop your pettiness and come forward.” said your boss.
You wipe your tears and you come forward. You looked at him as he stood for you.
“I’ve been suspecting you for a while, ever since you came to this area. I realize you don’t have a place to stay. So I set you up with someone. He’s very tempted and unbelievably unbearable. He’ll fit you till’ I call you back.” your boss said, as it shocked you.
Your eyes widened, you spoke with surprise, “You’re taking me away from the missions? But what will I do with my life with this.. weird person? What will my hobbies be? Where would I be sta-“
You were interrupted by someone walking behind you. He was tall and he had red hair. His eyes had a burning gaze, as he locked it to your boss. He was dainty. You wondered who he was.
“Ah, your master’s here.” your boss looked. You suddenly grow fond and flushed.
“My what..?” you wondered.
“Master, I’ll be your master, my rose bud.” the guy said. You looked at him again, and his smile killed your fantasies. You had dreamed of such fantasies. You looked at your boss.
“You’re free to go.” your boss said.
You walked out with your ‘Master’ and you wonder why you don’t know his name. You were curious of what he did on a daily basis. You looked full of sorrow, you left your village behind. People you knew could forget you. Venti was probably the only friend you ever made. Your boss being difficult but you respected. Now your story had another chapter, with this strange, yet handsome man. You started to cry a bit, as you kept walking with him. You wiped it quickly, but he was fast to know that you were sad.
“What’s the matter?” he said.
You looked up at him a bit, “Nothing.”
It was getting late. Eventually you sit on his stagecoach. He sits across from you. You get taken away from the village and you sighed heavily, as you looked at your fingers. You suddenly start to have visions of scrapes and scars, bruises and bad imagery. You put your hands over your face. He looked at you.
“I suppose you would like some conversation in order for your insanity to end.” he slightly chuckled.
You looked up at him, annoyed. What is this guy’s deal? You slowly had a pity look to him before he slightly chuckled again.
“Well other than being your master out in public, I suppose you can call me by my name, when alone. My name’s Diluc. I go by many identities but just call me Diluc privately, master in the public.” he mentioned.
You didn’t want to say anything but you did, “Where are we going?”
“My castle.” he said, as he pointed that you two were close to the castle.
Your eyes widened, it looked like imagery from books you read in the village. Right… you’re not in the village anymore. You hold back your tears a bit. You guys stop and get off the stagecoach.
- - -
You walk into his room as he stared at you.
“Oh right, your room.” Diluc realized, “Here, I’ll show you your room.”
It was the room across from him. You widen your eyes, it was filled with books and art. Filled with wonderful smells that made you glow and glimmer. You looked at the bed and you silently chuckled, you slowly ran to it as Diluc stared at you, somewhat paused. It was as comfy as a cloud. Diluc looked at you, as he flushed sliently.
- - -
You wake up, you fell asleep. It was 8:30am. A maid comes in and serves you breakfast in bed, and a note from your master.
Note: My dearest rose bud, I have to go do a travel. It’s for the day though, I’ll be back a quarter past nine. (9:15pm)
You wonder where he went. You try asking the maid but she left quickly. You eat the breakfast and it sooths your tastebuds. You smile slightly and continue to have caution that you were “sold”. You wipe a tear from your cheek.
- - -
You read a few books before he comes back, but you realize something suspicious. A maid comes in to give you something, clothes. You decide to ask her a question.
“Excuse me, what is the master’s role?” you questioned.
Her head tilted a bit and smiled a bit, “The master’s a lord. Also, go into his room after changing- OH! Do you need help changing into your ‘clothes’?”
You shook your head as she walked out. It suddenly clicked to your mind. Your boss said the Darknight Hero was a lord. Your boss knew this whole time. You had thoughts that your boss sold you to the lord, who is the Darknight Hero, who is your master, Diluc. You suddenly clutch your fists. You been played hard.
- - -
You look at whatever happened to you. Changed into this feminine clothing. Does Diluc fantasize such desireable moments? You sigh. You put a coat over yourself as you walk to his room, as you assumed he’d be there. You see him removing his shirt as you look away, he looked back at you like a shotgun. He knew your presence.
“So you figured out?” he questioned you. You bolt your position and tilted your head.
“What?” you questioned, trying to keep it cool.
“I know you just found out my dear, sweet rose bud.” he chuckled. “I sent you here for a specific task.”
“What kind of task?” you questioned, trying to stay calm.
“A task you’ll be able to suceed.” he said playfully.
So your master Diluc really was the Darknight Hero. He walks up to you and holds your hand as he cascades you towards his bed. He takes off your coat and he smiled at you. You suddenly feel light headed and dazed as his hands touched your skin.
“My, you are dressed in the clothes the maids gave you! Guess they know how to turn me on.” Diluc said.
You looked at him as he looked back, you flutter a bit. He started to carry you, as he pinned you towards the bed.
“Now, I don’t want anyone to know about the identity. I’m not a novice when it comes to punishments.” he said in a silly way. You looked at him and slowly got flattered by his words. You show pity in your eyes, but suddenly flush it out a bit when you realize something.
“What are you going to do with me?” you questioned and gulped. He smiled.
“What I do best.” he said before slowly kissing you as he presses his hands against yours.
- - -
(there’s uhm… more writting in the reply.. ahahaha..)
aight part two (unholy parts lol.)
You twisted your body around as he kept kissing you passionately, putting you on top of him. You start to french kiss passionately, you gasped out a bit. Your eyes start to haze with the heat between yours and his. Soft as silk and hot as hell was the man. He chuckled.
“You keep melting in my arms, darling. I think I might as well eat you like an icecream on a hot day.” Diluc said, as you were hazed.
You muttered, “Oh be quiet.” He smirked at your stubbornness.
“Do I need to teach my rose bud how to not use her thorns?” he looked at you.
His lust suddenly turns you on, “Mmm, maybe you do.” you said as that took him by surprise.
“My lust must be powerful.” he said as he looked at you.
“Stop looking at me with those eyes” you flustered, as he chuckled and kept looking at you.
“What eyes, my darling?” teasingly said Diluc. “I will continue working at this if you keep using your dirty talk.”
You smiled, “Wish work was this easy. Just communication.”
He flipped you over so suddenly, he was as serious as a soldier. “Some work can be hard, like making sure my dough is good enough.”
You laughed inside your head, you thought Diluc was referring to you as a puff pastry, the one’s you eat at the bakery, filled with custard n’ cream.
“Why, you wanna fill me up that badly?” you said smilingly. He flustered.
“Now you got the idea, darling.” he chuckled “God, I could ruin you any second now.”
“No one’s stopping you now.” you said before you guys started to kiss again.
- - -
I’m warning you now, I AM A DEEP WRITER. I HAVE PASSION,
so be aware..
of the next few paragraphs you shall read.
- - -
He starts to slowly choke you as his other hand traces down your skin, you gasp a bit. He puts his hand on yours as his other hand is still tracing. You start to slowly shake as his hand is below your waist. He stopped kissing you as you both pause and look at each other. He starts tracing you down with his mouth and you couldn’t help but slightly moan and grunt. In your mind you were praying that this could end but you wanted it to lead on as your fantasies were slowly coming reality. He starts kissing your chest and traces below your waist.
“Dinner time, be prepared.” Diluc said suddenly, your eyes widen.
“H-huh..?” you questioned, before he started going between your thighs. You suddenly gasp out a bit.
He latched onto you, he was a good kisser, above and beyond words that could describe it. The pleasurable feeling of him made you melt more into him as he kept holding your hand roughly and his other where his mouth was. He suddenly got up and licked his lips.
“I think you squirted a bit, darling.” he chuckled as you were embarrassed, looking the other way. “Are you a good girl?”
“I don’t know, am I?” you questioned yourself.
He stared at you, before he started to unzip himself, you gasp a bit. “Look up here, darling.”
You followed his small command, you were tempeted to look but you didn’t want to be in a worser situation than you already are.
- - -
sorry had to cut that off, lol.
- - -
You wake up with a pounding headache, you feel a tingling sensation. Diluc was snuggling against your lust. You look around yourself, bites and bruises. Your visions were always not true, but that one was. You look under the sheets, it was stained with his liquids and your fluids. You blush, you try to move, but you could not. Your legs were numb, when suddenly, Diluc wakes up.
“Morning, your highness.” Diluc said, in a cranky voice. “Sorry, just not a morning person.”
You lost your words as your voice hurt, you put your hand on your between your throat and chest. He notices your breathing, his eyes widen.
He held your other hand and looked at you in a worry, “Are you alright, did I harm you?”
“I-I don’t kn..” you paused and slowly passed out and fell off his bed. His eyes widened as he went to go get help.
- - -
You slowly wake up, confused. You look at yourself and your covered in bandages and there was medication on a night stand. You assume you were in the medical room of the castle. They put you on some IV. Diluc comes in and sees that your awake, he walks up to you and sits down on the chair, as you were still. The both of you were silent
“The doctor said you had a panic attack and passed out.” he said in a tone, “This is my fault. I took you up as a one night stand. You already proven yoursef as worthy and I take that for granted. You don’t deserve such bad things.” his words hurt you, as the both of you knew that he went too far.
“The doctor said it’s possible that you’re pregnant. But they’ll check up on that in another week or so.” Diluc said. His lips slightly quiver and he starts to walk out of his room. With the walking IV, you rush to him and hug him from behind.
“Please stay, I don’t want you to go.” you exclaimed. His eyes widened as he looked back at you, looking at him with compassion in your eyes. You start to tear up and fall on the floor, you were weak. You were desperate for him. Diluc turned around and went on his knees, for a first, he hugged you. Crying in his arms.
“It’s alright darling, I’m here now.”
- - -
ALRIGHT THATS IT!
MY POV IS COMPLETE
IM SO PROUD OF THIS ONE!
TY FOR SUPPORTING MY POV
HAVE A GOOD DAY!
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@@lxcifer_lxi yassss tysm btw this pov is awesome!!!
@@leemidi81tyty
@@lxcifer_lxi THATS IITT??😭😭
@@lxcifer_lxi that really was a plot twist, dayum
This is brilliant❤❤❤
listening dis while studying is fireee🔥🔥
They did him so dirty in the game because of his alien ahh eyes but the fanarts of him make me go crazy
I could actually hear all of this
Wdym actually hear?
@@hayamirin6795i kinda forgot why i sayed this bc it was 2 months ago but i think it was cuz the vid is 1 h long
@@smirking_moon oh ok lol sorry
So good🌟
I LOVE HIM
I see diluc- I MEAN Red Batman I click
i really like this playlist
I need all of these playlist creators to marry me. I know it sounds weird- but 💍🥺🩷❤️ y’all are so perfect
let's get married right away then 🤭💗
HELL YEA!🩷🛐✨
[Btw. Sorry for the late reply!😣]
No idea who these characters are but the playlist with random voices in the middle make for great writing playlist and just general vibes.
I mean....... who wouldn't love Mr. Red-haired Batman over here? ✋🏻🥺
My dinner tonight was Diluc x Y/N povs mom, im full now
doing this quest as this plays hits different
❤🔥❤🔥
THAT FANART
GYAT DQMN this playlist hit hard
istg ive seen the cover for this video on a dilucxreader wattpad fic-
i need this on Spotify
Love this playlist! ❤
POV:
"Now darlin', are you afraid of me?" He chuckled darkly, his cold, veiny hand around my throat, his face inches from mine. "I mean now that you finally know my true identity." He eyed my facial expressions, showing that I was terrified, sweat dripping down my face. He smiled. I could tell he was enjoying the power he felt over me. I was his prey; he was my predator.
whoops Klee clicked on this
I didn't know It was Dulic
adoro
the fact i JUST finished that section and this started playing- broooooo NAH (yes i'm somewhat new to the game lol)
i just finished this quest lol
Damnnnnn
I'm smashing diluc at this point 😕
❤
I'm out of brain juice.... so nothing spicy. Maybe in part 2.
POV: You find out the true identity of a hero...
"So. About the darknight hero... what do you know about him. Diluc?" You asked, trying to get as much information as you could. You enjoyed travelling around Teyvat and publishing stories and articles on heroes, mythical and legendary creatures and monsters. That was your job. "Hmm? I'm not so sure. All I heard was that he only shows up at night. Maybe he wouldn't exist of the Knights of Favonius were more efficient and reliable." Diluc replied matter-of-factly. "Huh? Is that so. I still don't have any leads!!" You groaned, leaning backwards. You then left the tavern. That night, you would look for the Darknight Hero yourself.
"Haaa!" Loud shouts and groans could be heard near the city's back gate. Slowly and quietly inching closer, you saw him. It was the Darknight Hero! His blazing red hair flowed in the wind. His deep voice was kind of familiar... Either way, you shouldn't miss this opportunity! Snap! Snap! Snap! The loud sound from your camera alerted him! Oh no! Run Y/N! Run!
His gaze met your eyes. Beads of cold sweat formed on your forehead, slowly trickling down. Before you knew it, he was behind you. When you tried to run away, a white cloth covered you nose and mouth. Your vision blurred, then it was all black.
"Ouch!! My back!" You complained, opening your eyes. In front of you was Diluc. Was he.... the Darknight Hero? The resemblance definitely was there. Blazing red hair? Check! Deep voice? Check! It sounds similar too! I really doubt it is a coincidence. "Are you ok Y/N?" Diluc asked. Your eyes narrowed. "You are the Darknight Hero aren't you? Don't try to lie your way out." You asked, folding your arms. He sighed, "Yes. Yes I am. I erased all evidence from that camera of yours."
Why are all my Diluc POV's ridiculously long?? Like, I don't even main the man 😅
Anyways, GN!Reader!
Stories of Mondstadts “Darknight Hero” have been circulating the city like wildfire. It seemed like everyone and their cousin had some kind of sighting or interaction with the supposed vigilante; even if it was nothing more than “I saw a shadow disappearing down an alley the other night, it must have been the Darknight Hero!” Other encounters were wildly outlandish and really made you wonder how credible the stories were. It was beginning to seem like you were the only person within the cities walls who had yet to encounter the vigilante of the night.
And that was really starting to grate on your nerves.
If it wasn't for the Abyss Order personally reaching out to you for help in eradicating the supposed Darknight Hero, you wouldn't have believed the legend. You knew how the rumor mill in the city worked, it was how you got most of your information to report back to your superiors. But the Darknight Hero was slippery. Impossible for you to pin down. It was like trying to catch a shadow. But you would find him if it was the last thing you did. The Abyss made you an offer that you couldn't refuse.
You slam your pint glass down on the bar in Angel's Share and let out a frustrated groan. Diluc was tending bar that evening, and he looked over at you with a quirked brow. "Something bothering you, y/n?" He asked with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. He walks over to you and gently pulls the glass out of your hand before turning and refilling it. He always did that for you when he noticed you were stressed, free refills on the house. You always told him he didn't have to, but he insisted.
Diluc was always like that with you. Constantly worrying about you. Constantly taking care of you. You joked around and called him a mother hen, but you really didn’t mind. Actually, you enjoyed it. You weren’t at all ashamed to admit you liked his attention. You couldn't figure out if his affection was anything more than platonic and you were afraid to ask. You were attracted to him, how couldn't you be, but you knew that one day you would have to leave Mondstadt. Leaving Diluc behind as friend would be hard enough, you didn't want the heartache of having to leave him behind as a partner.
"I'm tired of hearing all these stories about that stupid Darknight Hero!" You exclaim as he turns back to you with your drink. "That's all anyone talks about, and it's driving me crazy!" You look at your handsome friend over the rim of your glass while you take a long drink. Being the owner of both the winery and the tavern, you're sure he's heard his fair share of stories. "What do you think, Diluc?"
"Hm? About the Darknight Hero?" He leans against the bar across from you and ponders for a moment before answering. "I don't hold much merit to it. I think they are tall tales and nothing more."
You purse your lips and take another drink. You should have expected that the stoic redhead would give you an answer like that. 'So much for getting good gossip from Diluc', you think. 'But I'm tired of chasing around rumors and whispers. Maybe its time to try and draw him out again myself.' You had attempted to lure the Darknight Hero into an ambush on multiple occasions, but it had yet to work. But you wouldn't give up. You wouldn't rest until you had the Darknight Hero in your grasp, slowly snuffing out his life. You wouldn't stop until you got what the Abyss owed you.
So you started spreading seeds. A rumor here. A dropped note there. You slowly weaved a fictional narrative that the Abyss was growing increasingly active in Wolvendom, plotting something. You sprinkled in some speculation that several Lectors were spotted in the area. Supposedly they were even kidnapping people and performing some type of strange ritual on them. If that didn't draw out the vigilante, you didn't know what would. The rumors within the city walls spread and grew, taking hold like an invasive weed. The panic in the city was palpable. The Darknight Hero would have no choice but to act.
Finally, the day came. The day of the supposed gathering of the Abyss Order in Wolvendom. You could barely contain your excitement. 'This has to work.... It HAS to!' You think to yourself as you prepare. Just after sunset, you draw the curtains to block the view of any potential prying eyes. You're in the study of your house, the family home you inherited after your parents tragically "passed away" while traveling in Snezhnaya. A huge memorial service was held for them, to honor "the two upstanding citizens of Mondstadt". The city mourned but you did not, because you knew they just went home.
Walking up to a bookshelf, you easily push it out of the way to reveal a hidden door. The door once led to a small powder room that was intended for the convenience of whoever utilized the study, but it had long ago been converted into a secret storage room by your father. A storage room that, if discovered, would mean your arrest and downfall. You smiled to yourself as you took in your small treasure trove. A wealth of information that, if placed in the wrong hands, could fully mean the end for peace in all of Teyvat. Information that could ruin the governments of all seven nations. Oh yes, even your homeland. You were loyal, of course, but you weren't foolish. You were smart enough to know how to protect your standing in the position you held.
You don your Fatui garb and attach your mask to your hip before picking up a small wooden box that held your most precious possession. You could feel the power it held even through the oak wood. Lifting the lid, you gently take your Delusion in your hand and feel your heart flutter as the power surges into you. "Hello, my darling..." you whisper to it as you attach it to your uniform. You still remember the day you received it from the Tsaritsa, your parents and Pierro smiling proudly. It was the best day of your life, and the last time you cried. It was one of the last days you felt much of anything, if you were being honest with yourself.
Stepping out of the closet, you close the door and make sure the shelf is back flush against the wall before grabbing a cloak and exiting your home, slipping into the night. In your excitement, it doesn't take long for you to reach Wolvendom. Drawing a dagger from your belt, you pull off your cloak and slash it a few times before discarding it on the road. You create fake drag marks in the direction of your ambush point before hiding yourself up a tall tree. If you learned anything from rumors of the Darknight Hero, it was that he had a huge savior complex. Sitting on a sturdy branch with your back against the trunk, your eyes never leave the path below you. You've been waiting so long, you weren't going to slip up and miss your chance. Your reward was almost in your grasp.
You don't know how long you sat there, transfixed and unmoving, but eventually your keen eyes saw a shadow separate itself from the others in the forest and approach your discarded cloak. You lean forward slightly, assessing the person. Was this him? It had to be, who else would be out here this late at night. Your thoughts are confirmed when they step into a patch of moonlight and you can clearly see them. "There you are," you whisper to yourself as you eye up the Darknight Hero. Tall and lean, he's dressed in all black with a hood pulled over his head and an owl mask covering his face. With near silent footsteps, he walks over and kneels down beside your cloak, gently picking it up. He examines it for a few seconds before holding it up to his nose. 'Did that freak just smell my cloak?' You wonder, but you don't have much time to think about it, because in an instant he's standing and hurrying down the path, following the drag marks you made.
It's now or never you tell yourself as you put on your mask and activate your Delusion. You only have a moment to savor the rush of power you get from it as it transforms you. The second it's complete, you drop from your spot in the tree and land with a soft thud behind the man. He whirls quickly and staggers back in surprise. "Fatui!" he spits. "What are you doing here?"
"I have some business with you, Mr. Darknight Hero," you purr, loving the way your voice sounded under the influence of you Delusion.
You can see his eyes are narrow and suspicious behind his mask. "If you're here to keep me from stopping the Abyss-"
You cut him off with a laugh. "Oh sweetie, there was no Abyss Order. No Lectors. No kidnappings or rituals.” You hold your hand up beside your mouth as if you were sharing a secret with him. “It was me the whole time!” You giggle.
“Then are you the reason y/n is missing?” He snarls, holding up your cloak. You were surprised that the Darknight Hero was someone that knew you, especially someone who knew you well enough to recognize your clothes and, apparently, your scent. But you recovered quickly.
“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not,” you say with a shrug. “What are you going to do about it big boy?”
The taunt works, just like you hoped it would. He growls and drops your cloak to summon his weapon, but before he can even get the claymore swung around, you have your polearm connecting with his legs. He’s knocked off balance and falls to the ground, but he's quick to recover. Rolling quickly, he's back on his feet and lands a kick to your side. "Where's y/n?!" He roars, picking up his claymore as you right yourself.
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(Continuation 1)
"I'll never tell~!" You taunt in a singsong voice as you launch towards him. As the two of you exchange blows, you can understand why the Abyss has been having issues with this man. Even with the aid of your Delusion, he's a formidable opponent. His claymore blazes with the searing fire of his Pyro Vision, and you say a silent prayer of thanks to the Tsaritsa for choosing Hydro for your Delusion. At one point he gains the upper hand in the fight and slams you back into a tree. You let out a gasp as the wind gets knocked out of you. "Ooh, I like it when you treat me rough." You taunt.
"Shut up!" He practically screams at you. "Shut up and tell me what you want with y/n?"
You bark out a laugh as you summon more energy from your Delusion. "I don't want them! I'm just here for you!" You shove him away with all your power and smile with unashamed glee as he trips and falls on his back, his claymore falling just out of his reach. You jump forward and pin him to the ground, your heart pounding in your chest. "Finally," you giggle, pinning his hands above his head as you fumble excitedly for your dagger. "After all this time, I finally have you and I'll get what the Abyss promised me."
He stares up at you wide eyed as you ready your dagger, but just as you're about to strike, you falter. "No..." You whisper as you notice his hood falling back, exposing a few strands of bright red hair. A hair color you have only ever seen on two people. "No, it can't be...." Dropping the dagger beside his head, you let go of his hands so you can rip off his mask. Your stomach drops as you stare down into the familiar face of your lifelong friend, Diluc Ragnivindr.
You're too shocked to notice that he's picked up a fist sized rock until he smashes it into your temple.
******
Diluc sighs in relief as the Fatui agent crumples to the forest floor beside him. For a minute he really thought this was going to be his last fight, but something about him had distracted the agent long enough for him to act. He sits up and turns to watch as the power from the Delusion leaves the agents body and they return to normal. Curious as to who almost took his life, Diluc reaches over and removes the agents mask only to fully understand the reaction they had to seeing him.
His world shatters around him as he stares down at the unconscious body of his friend. The friend he had some day hoped to make his partner.
He had been willing to kill the agent his was fighting to save y/n, completely unaware that was who was behind the mask the entire time. The thought made him sick to his stomach. Leaning over their limp body, Diluc checks for a pulse, letting out a huge sigh of relief when he found one. But the question now was what to do with them? He couldn't just leave them here in the woods of Wolvendom. But, now knowing that they were apparently working for both the Fatui and the Abyss, he couldn't just take them back to their house. He wasn't sure if he could trust y/n anymore. That thought broke his heart.
Not knowing what else to do, he grabs their cloak to put it back on them. 'Did they see me smell it?' he thought, embarrassed, as he fastens it around their neck. Pulling the hood up and making sure the cloak covers their Fatui uniform, Diluc picks y/n up starts carrying them towards his house.
The whole walk back, he couldn't stop his mind from wandering to one comment y/n had made during the fight.
'I like it when you treat me rough...'
******
Your head pounds in tandem with your heart as you start to regain consciousness. You let out a groan and struggle to open your eyes. Everything is blurry and the room seems to be spinning, which makes your stomach turn. You close your eyes as you pitch forward, only to have something stop you. You open your eyes slightly to see that your arms are bound to a wooden chair. Kicking your legs in frustration, you realize they're also tied tight to the chair. You growl and struggle with them, only to moan and let your head droop as the pain in your head doubles and your stomach turns again. You feel a gentle hand on the back of your head and hear the soft command "Drink," as a cup gets pressed to your lips.
You smell the wine before you take a large gulp of the alcohol, then another. You quickly drain the glass, cursing yourself slightly. It could have been poisoned. But if your captor wanted you dead, you would be. So that raised the question of what they wanted. You tried to remember what you had happened to you when your captor stepped around you to sit the glass down on the table across from you, and all your memories came flooding back.
Diluc turns to you and leans back against the table. His face is sad as he looks down at you, restrained in the chair. He says nothing as the two of you stare at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. Finally, he breaks. "Why?" He asks you, his voice cracking slightly.
"Diluc, I'm going to need a bit more clarification on what you want to know." You say bluntly. There's no reason to play dumb.
"I want to know the answer to everything. And please, don't lie to me anymore." That response was enough to drive a dagger into your cold, unfeeling heart.
"I'm a Fatui spy. My parents were born in Snezhnaya, technically I was too, but the story was that I was born while they were on a business trip. My family has been spies for the Tsaritsa for generations."
"So that's how you got this?" Your stomach drops and your eyes widen as he holds up your Delusion. Your head was in so much pain that you didn't even notice it was gone.
"Diluc, please, give that back." You plead, straining against the binds holding you to the chair. You don't have a Vision that you could use to help you break free, and without your Delusion you were powerless. "Please!" He stares at you, his normally stoic face clearly showing his shock. "That was gifted to me directly from the Tsaritsa herself!" You explain, straining more.
"Finish explaining, then we'll see." He says, dropping his hand to his side. Your eyes follow your precious Delusion hungrily, longing to hold it in your hands again.
"We've lived in Mondstadt for years, no one knows we're not native to the region. We work in secret, I don't associate at all with the other agents who reside in the city." Your speech is strained and choppy as you watch his long fingers fiddle with your Delusion.
"So you've always been lying to me?" He says, his voice low.
Your eyes jump to his for the first time. "Not maliciously," you explain. "You weren't supposed to find out, Luc. I never wanted to hurt you."
"Then what about tonight!" He barks.
"I didn't know it was you! How would I?" You cry out. "You told me yourself that you didn't believe the stories of the Darknight Hero! I had no information to go off of! All I knew was the Abyss made me an incredible offer if I would take out the one person in Mondstadt who was hindering their plans!"
"What did they offer you?" He asks, making your eyes drop back down to your beautiful blue Delusion.
"More power..." You whispered.
"More power?"
"Yes! They swore they would add Abyssal energy to my Delusion to make me even more powerful! How could I say no?"
"Y/n..." He whispers sadly. Your eyes are still on your Delusion, so you can't see the heartbreak and pity on his face as he watches you staring hungrily at it. You look like an addict eyeing up your next fix. "Look at me," he requests. When you don't, he steps over and grabs you by the chin, forcing you to look up at him. The angle and position is incredibly suggestive, and both of you are very aware of that. You can't help the flutter you feel in your chest as he forces you around. He has to clear his throat before he continues. "I know the 'you' I've always known is not who I thought, but I know you're strong. You don't need this thing."
"Yes I do, Luc! You don't understand!"
"Trust me, I do. I used a Delusion myself for quite a while. I know how they wear you down, sap you of your emotions, make you dependent on them. I can’t imagine how you must feel, having used one for so long…” he trails off sadly, still looking down at you.
“I hardly feel anything, Diluc,” you confess softly. “I hate saying this, but… fighting you, that was the most emotion I’ve felt in a long time.” Your eyes are downcast and you miss the faint flush he gets as he once again recalls your comment during the fight. “But you’ve always had a habit of making me feel things.” You say the last part softly, half hoping he doesn’t hear you. But he did.
Releasing your chin, he takes a few steps back from you. “Y/n, I’m not just doing this for the safety of Mondstadt. I’m also doing this because I love you.” You don’t even have time to react to his statement before you’re screaming in horror as he drops your beloved Delusion to the floor and crushes it under his boot.
(Continuation 2)
You scream out in agony. You curse Diluc. You throw so much of a fit that you end up tipping the chair over onto its side. He lets you there, on the floor and crying out in misery until your wails have turned into quiet sobs and your tears have mostly dried. Gently, he grabs the chair and sits you back upright. “How could you do that to me, Luc? You say you love me, but then you do that? And you have the nerve to call me a liar!” You spit at him.
“I told you I did it because I love you,” he says, crouching down in front of you and gently cupping your face as you glare at him. “Besides, you don’t need that thing to feel…” he trails off, seeming almost embarrassed. “Let me make you feel.” He finishes brazenly before pushing his mouth against yours.
You’re shocked for a few moments as his mouth moves against yours, but you come to your senses quickly and bite his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. He jerks back from you, blood trickling down his chin as you lick it off of your lips. “You bastard,” you growl. You never thought you’d say this, but you hate him. You want to punch him. You want to slam him against the wall. You want him to pin you underneath his warm, heavy body as he fucks you senseless.
You want him.
He must see that realization on your face because he’s back, gripping your chin in his hand as he roughly kisses you. You suck on his lip, tasting the blood that you drew. His tongue darts into your mouth, tasting you. You bite that too, but not as hard. He moans into your mouth as his hands travel down to the bindings holding you in the chair. You shiver as he lightly runs his fingers down your arm. He pulls back from you and whispers huskily in your ear “I’d undo these ropes, but how do I know I can trust you?”
You pick up on what he’s doing and play along. “You don’t, but I guess that’s a risk you’re going to have to take,” you purr back. He growls softly and uses the heat from his vision to snap the ropes binding your arms and legs. The second your free, you’re on you're feet and pushing him towards the nearest wall. Concussion be damned, you were having Diluc.
He gasps as his back hits the wall, and he quickly follows it with a moan as you start sucking on his neck. His large hand grips the back of your head, holding you there for several moments before pulling you back. His mouth is back on yours and in an instant he has you pinned against the wall. His hands squeeze your hips, so you jump and wrap your legs around him. He presses his body against yours as he pins your hands above your head. The two of you are gasping and panting, small moans escaping the two of you as your bodies move against each other. Releasing your hands, he wraps his arms around you and walks to the table, laying you down on it. "What am I going to do with you?" His voice is deep and husky, his eyes full of lust as he stares down at you.
"Hopefully punish me," you say, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him down to you. In all the years you've known Diluc, he'd always been stoic and deliberate. A man full of resolve and self control. But that night, you saw a different side to him. Animalistic and wild. One could even say feral. You loved being the reason he lost all control. It gave you a feeling of power that your Delusion never could.
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Uhhhh wowie wow wow, where did that come from?
Anyways, I hope everyone liked it!! If anyone is interested in reading any of my other POV's, I'll link my Tumblr and my Wattpad here:
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@@MariahD1994 Holy fuck this is so detailed and amazing, you have blessed my eyes today
HOLY FUCK THAT WAS SO GOOD
LITERALLY BEAUTIFUL
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no way the man behind the slaughter????????
ITS BEEN SO LOOOOONG
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Pov: Your daughter is nowhere to be found
DILUC??????????????????????????????😱
I thought you deleted the previous vid, too bad it was my fav list. Turns out it was just being shutdown
Playlist: “cuz I lost the game-“
Every millennial listening: “oh, come on!!!”
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lowkey wanna make a nsfw comic on this scenario
Does the Spotify link have voice overs? 👁️👁️
it doesn't ☺
re-upload but make it better
exactly (also to annoy yt 😭)
@@heavenlyly_ as you should 😌 (yt is pretty annoying with taking down vids too, it's only natural to serve it back)
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YALL SHE ADDED DONT YOU KNOW SONG OMG IM CRYING
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