"𝙍𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙮𝙢𝙗𝙤𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚"; A collection of oneshots where your favourite Genshin characters fall for you. ~ ~ ~
! 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 !
-fluff
-angst
-lgbtq ships
-sfw ONLY
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"in my heart, i have but one desire; and that one is you, no other will do. i've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim. i just want to be the one you love"
-i don't want to set the world on fire, the ink spots
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The sun nestled into the horizon line as another day came to an end. The stars popped up one by one during the sunset just like customers popped into Angel's Share. Lanterns illuminated the cobblestone street of Mondstadt's city as heels clicked on the stone. Local Mondstadters glanced over at the out-of-towner as she made her way around. A sign with a drink painted onto it caught her attention. She paused to look at the building. Deciding on entering, she opened the door and was met with a bustling atmosphere. Drunkards and just regular customers sat at the tables; loud chatter of local town gossip filled the small tavern. The girl looked around for an open spot and saw one available at the bar. She took the seat and gazed at the bartender. His fiery red hair tied into a high ponytail cascaded down his neck, his crimson irises bored down into the drink he was mixing for the person next to her. Setting down the beverage, he looked at the new customer he had to serve.
"Welcome to Angel's Share. What can I get for you?" He asked in a monotone manner. He examined her features; (hair colour) hair, (eye colour) eyes, a white lace dress, and a wide brim sun hat. On that hat was a white bow, and in the center of that bow laid a Fontainian hydro vision.
Her gloved finger pressed on her chin as she thought about her answer. "Just a medium apple cider will be okay!" Her voice was as smooth as honey as it slipped past her lips.
The bartender gave a simple nod as he went to prepare her drink. He poured a glass of cider and placed a sliced apple piece on the rim. He slid her the beverage on the counter, and she thanked him for his service. Lifting the glass to her lips, she took a small sip of the drink. She found the flavour to be immaculate; the sweetness of the sugar and the crispness of the apple mixed together so tastefully. The lady quickly finished her drink and waited for the bartender to notice her once again.
