Snowqueen-gh - Snowqueen_gh

one day La Signora chatbot asked me to paint her in rose garden here you go, my Fair Lady

what a lovely woman /chuckles nervously/

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍

diluc x fem reader

synopsis: diluc and reader have three daughters, reader is implied to be on the more extroverted side, a little bit of a study on diluc, kind of dialogue heavy, comfort for both reader and diluc, kisses, feminine petnames, domestic sweetness ♡ self ship coded :3 SFW but minors dni

there’s a telltale silence in the Dawn Winery when Diluc returns home. a different kind altogether, than the silence that followed him through the empty halls of his home save for the staff who moved about the mansion silently while Diluc worked away in his office by a single flickering candle.

this silence is the sound of slumbering babes, and his maids all working hushed, but diligently in the kitchen to whip up a batch of soft baked sunsettia cookies when those who sleep finally wake. to have with tea and milk of course.

he’s learned long ago to let his boots not fall heavy footed onto the floor, for nights that he would creep into his bedroom after the Darknight Hero was finished with his nightly round up. so when he approaches the bedroom door down the hall from his, the door now painted with soft pink roses and dreamy yellow stars, he knows to open it quietly and efficiently, to reveal the afternoon sun barely concealed by soft curtains to cast the smallest amount of light into the otherwise dark room where three little red heads are curled onto one twin sized bed, instead of the eldest in her own bed, and the youngest in her crib.

it’s a sweet pile of limbs, of stuffed bunnies and dolls, long lashes rested against cherub cheeks that makes Diluc’s heart melt at the sight. it never will get old to him, seeing his daughters all safe in their beds, well loved.

you bring your finger to your lips, a soft hush falling from them when your husband steps a little too close to the girls, his now ungloved hand reaching out to pull a blanket up higher on their shoulders. he pauses and glances at you, a soft chuckle in his throat at the sight of you wrapped in a knit blanket, your knees drawn up while you lounge in one of the reading chairs in the corner of the bedroom, the book in your hand open and turned upside down on the drawing table beside you. your hand reaches out for him, the wedding ring glittering on your finger as Diluc takes hold of your delicate hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. he then silently drops to his knees, and you giggle behind your hand when he groans at the way his knees pop when he descends, and presses his face against your chest for a hug with a deeply contented sigh. your familiar touch comes to his scalp as you begin to rake your nails across his bright red hair and you kiss his forehead.

“how long have they been asleep?” Diluc murmurs quietly, his breath against your hammering heart, this man you have been devoted to for over a decade still making your heart race like when you were a younger girl.

“mm…about half an hour.” you reply quietly, your husband taking the hand in his hair by grasping your wrist and bringing it to his lips where he kisses at your open palm.

“i see, shall i leave then?” he blinks at you with his deep red hues, knowing the girls need to sleep longer and he doesn’t want to risk waking them up. Diluc needs a trim, his hair is covering his pretty eyes a little too much, you make a note to remind him later.

“no darling, please stay.” you coo, and your husband on his knees and pressed to your chest leans up to kiss your soft mouth, a proper greeting for his loving wife.

“alright then, hold on.” he promises, lifting himself up from the ground and you watch as he quietly searches around the darkened room to find a stool - one he crafted for his middle daughter who requested she have one for when she sits at her desk to put on her play jewelry ‘just like mama’.

he pulls the stool up in front of you and takes your hand, and leans in closely, his knees bumping yours. he looks at you knowingly.

“now, are you going to tell me what’s on your mind?” Diluc questions, his broad frame obscuring your vision and his hair in its ponytail falling over one of his shoulders. your eyes widen for a second and then you sigh, slightly slumping in your seat.

“how could you tell?” you chew your lip, bringing your fist up to your chin.

“i know my wife, i like to think i pay her proper attention.” the red head muses, “and when i got home you weren’t there to greet me. i know when the girls nap you tend to be in the sitting room with your book. so that fact you were hiding was my first clue.” he raises an eyebrow at you, not accusatory, but in concern. Diluc’s hands rest on your knees and squeezes. you sigh again and he licks his lips.

“just was thinking.” you pout.

“about?” he pushes gently. you shift in the chair, unable to run from the gaze of your husband.

“im…..im not too much for you am i? even after all these years? i know i can be rather talkative, and im not….you know im not this strong and silent type, the way you are. am i annoying? im sure of it…” you begin to yammer on under your breath, and then two rough hands grip your face and a kiss is placed on your lips. he breathes into you and your eyes glisten, when had you started crying?

“Mrs. Ragnvindr. what brought all of this on?” he questions with his mouth still brushing against yours, wondering if someone had planted this ludicrous idea in the mind of his beloved.

“like i said. thinking. or rather overthinking…” you mumble, a quiet sniffle when your husband wipes under your eye with the pad of his thumb.

“ah.” he replies. you swallow down a pang of uncertainty.

Diluc looks into your eyes, his favorite color he determined, once he began to fall in love with you. when you had met him, he had been in an incredibly dark place. he still wrestles with his past, only now -

“i need you more than you realize, you know.” Diluc professes, his fingers brushing across your hot cheek. over the years his touch has grown more and more tender, but never lacks in its intensity, in his bodies natural pull to you.

“i didn’t know i needed you either, someone who has a smile that lights up all of Mondstadt. someone with a kindness so tender it threatened to chase away the hidden hurts in me - it did in fact. someone who can make me, of all people, laugh - but can turn around and embrace me with quiet loving arms.”

your hand covers your mouth and you sob quietly into your palm. Diluc leans over and rests his forehead against your shoulder, feeling your body tremble. admittedly, he still wonders how he caught your attention, with the solemn look on his face and the shadow hanging over his heart anytime you greeted him.

“one of the first things Adeleinde said after you and began to spend more time together, is that i was smiling more. and….singing.” he admits, turning his head to kiss your neck.

“you already know this, but i used to sing on our rides with the knights through the whispering woods, or whistle at the very least. and then i never did again after what happened with my father.” he remembers, exhaling through his nose.

“but the point is that you brought the song back to me, meine frau.” he whispers. a shudder running over his body. he really loves you.

“i love you dearly, surely you know this?” he looks up at you, his lips brushing yours. you nod slowly, eyes fluttering shut when he kisses you again.

Diluc flames liken to the sun in the way that it burns and consumes with swift judgment, but you’re the sun in the way that it warms and permits growth. he’s drawn to you and you to him, flames in different ways but still so similar.

“Diluc i-“ you begin, but your husband sits up straight and takes your hand, opening his vest and placing your hand over the plush of his chest.

“it beats for you, and you alone.” he says with gentle resolve.

Diluc really, truly loves you, and all that you are, and all that you have helped him to be. he aches for you and that ache still perseveres even after all these years.

“whatever, or whoever made you think that your bright and warm heart, that your gentle and loving soul that brought out the best in me in my dark days and still does, well i will tell you that they do not know me at all.” he continues, the breeze from the slightly open window curls in, sweeping a gentle embrace across your bodies.

“nor do they know you, do you really think so small of yourself my love?” you shake your head, another fat tear running down your cheek and falling onto your lap.

“you are strong. you are…smart, brave, beautiful, full of joy. you are the person who understands my very being and will sit in happy silence with me but will also make me chase you out in the vineyards. and i am the luckiest man in Teyvat to call you mine.”

“are you sure?” you say in a small voice, and Diluc smiles and presses a delicate kiss to your forehead.

“i have never been more sure of anything. just look at a good example of the proof of our love.” he kisses the shiny diamond on your ring finger and then glances behind him where your babies all continue to slumber.

Diluc knows he is well loved, too.

“i ask you, my darling, to not doubt yourself any longer. if anything, i am more than unworthy of you. someone who was shrouded in pain and darkness, finding love with someone such as you. you are more dear to me than you will ever know.” you hiccup and your husbands lips turn up with the softest smile.

“oh Diluc, you were never unworthy. ever, please don’t say such things. im so…proud to be your wife.” you whimper under your breath, hands cupping his face and gazing into eyes that now have crinkles gathered at the corners from all the smiles you have brought him. Diluc in that moment thinks on how much his father would have loved you. he has almost always thought that, ever since he first met you in fact.

the love that Diluc concealed was always there, a man of integrity and deep courage, has always also been kind and gentle. he is forever grateful that you showed him those things were still within him.

you both push forward and kiss each other deeply, soft and passionate breaths exchanged between two lovers who on the surface might look or even sound different in temperament - but down deeper you find two hurting and longing souls who found each other. one grounds her and reminds her of her worth within the stillness. the other shows him he can fly and sing and dream again, and he is on a healing journey with her hand in his always.

his heart was once his greatest foe, and now you carry his heart in your heart.

“papa?” a tiny voice calls, laden with sleep still. Diluc breaks the kiss, and you both smile at each other through now drying tears.

you were made for each other, and as he turns to scoop up his eldest who pads across the room with a stuffed bunny in her arms as she rubs her eyes, you stand to pull open the curtains a little further to allow the sunshine in.

♡reblogs and feedback greatly appreciated!!

Fair Lady.

A complete paintover of an older piece. Very happy with how this turned out!

Come on you poor unfortunate soul Go ahead Make your choice I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day It won't cost much Just your voice