random uni hcs (1)
summary: just random hcs from the elaborate world of genshin uni boyfriends i have created in my head. yes my head is so very full of these. they are so annoying but i love them
genre/warnings: gn!reader (i think?? pls send an ask if i messed something up!), uni!au, idiots in love
- will get so pouty if you refuse to sing into his invisible mic when he’s jamming in the car. he’ll finish the first verse and hold out the mic to you. he’s actually a good singer but he tries to be as ridiculous as possible on purpose lmao. if you don’t take the mic he will take it personally, so you’d better sing your goddamn lungs out
- when you go to a club or a bar or something he will dance ridiculously on purpose, just so you have to admit to people that yes, you are here with the guy chicken dancing in the middle of the dance floor
- cannot stop buying couple items for the two of you. has no self control. his online cart is full of them, he is obsessed and is not ashamed. matching hoodies and t-shirts and keychains and slippers and everything. will show up at your apartment with a few packages and you’re just like ://///, but ofc you wear them with him anyway
- has all the fast food apps. if u wanna order takeout he’s your man. he has so many rewards and points that it’s basically a free meal.
- cannot let go of his “no-i-dont-care-im-so-chill-guy” aesthetic. says he doesn’t care what your phone wallpaper is but he CARES. he DOES. he cares so much. kaeya changed it to a picture of his face to fuck with his brother and diluc was so bitter lol, demands that you change it to a picture of the two of you, and you happily agree
- always waits for you after class, esp if it’s a night class. leans against the wall of your building giving people a hard stare if they look at him for too long LMAO
- does not care what other people think about your relationship at all. i see him as kind of a popular guy on campus just because he’s so good-looking (yes, i am in love with him, what about it). tends to be quite blunt, so if people try to flirt with him he will just stone face them and be like “:| no, you are not my s/o, please go away”
- stays in his apartment most of the time, and will leave the decor to you. you take him to ikea one day after you claim his apartment is too empty, and he just pushes the cart and nods blankly every time u show him something. thanks xiao, very helpful
- cannot admit it when he does nice things for you lol. will buy things you mentioned needing/liking and then leave them at your apartment right before he leaves just so you can’t question him about it lmao. it’s easier to deal with the “thank you!!!” text you send rather than try not to lose his mind when you pull him in for a hug
- despite his cold exterior, he’s very committed to texting u everyday. but he’s such a menace so sometimes it’s like “good morning” and sometimes it’s like “childe fell down the stairs this morning. had a good laugh.” like ..... pls.
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childe drabble- teaching you how to use a bow
thinking about childe teaching you how to use a bow...
standing behind you so he can fix your posture and your hands...
but, he gets so distracted when you unknowingly rub yourself against him, or when you let out a soft grunt when you release the arrow
he just can't stop himself from grinding against you from behind, or huskily whispering about how much he needs you right into your ear...
a/n: this is so short its barely a drabble lmaooabsjs
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My Prize Catch
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pairing: childe/tartaglia X fem!reader
synopsis: you and Tartaglia meet at a festival night in Liyue, not knowing if it's the alcohol or simply the boy's charms you two end up getting deeply involved. Your relationship starts with a one night stand, but it evolves fast, until you discover the boy's secrets.
warnings: smut (minors dni); canon typical violence; mentions of blood and injuries; alcohol ingestion.
check out the previous chapters: Chapter 1.
Liyue's Lantern Rite Festival is one of Teyvat's biggest events. Many travelers from all over the map come to see the main attraction, the lanterns floating in the dark are indeed beautiful, but the best thing about this festival is what happens afterwards. It is when families return to their homes with the children and only the young people are left on the street. The bars stay open all night, there is music, drinks, shouting and fun.
You love how the city comes alive, there are lots of new faces and you can't wait to make some drinking buddies.
The street is so crowded it's hard to move and even though it's quite late, there's a lot of noise. You have to squeeze through the crowd to find somewhere nice to sit and enjoy your drink. You find an empty space on the stairs of a closed establishment, among the many people who are also sitting there.
This is the only night of the year that it is acceptable to be out on the streets so late consuming alcoholic beverages in public. For some it is the opportunity to find a romantic partner, whether to spend the night together or to find someone for life.
Here and there you can see couples kissing, if you're not careful and you end up slipping into an alley, you might see worse.
Sitting right here beside you is a beautiful girl, so beautiful that she attracts the attention of many men and women, including foreigners. Despite this, she seems to pay no attention to anyone, and just stares at a certain point in the crowd like she's waiting for someone.
This is when a red-haired boy approaches, he is clearly a foreigner, his clothes are very different from Liyue's clothes and his appearance also stands out. He's very handsome.
Handsome plus a little dumb. The girl is clearly not interested in him, she must be waiting for someone in the crowd, even drunk you can see that.
"Hey girlie, mind if I join you?" he says to the girl, but she just huffs and ignores him, still looking directly at that same spot in the crowd.
He chuckles "I didn't think you'd be so cold, you should come with me and I'll teach you how to have fun, alright?" she keeps ignoring him. "Come on, I'll buy you a drink, as many as you want."
She gets up and walks towards the man who has just stepped out of the crowd.
"Honey, that strange man was bothering me, do something." she says to him, pointing at the red-haired boy who sat there in disbelief.
The red-haired boy may be tall but he's not even close to the size of the girl's boyfriend. He looks like a giant, in every way, he has those huge arms that could easily crush the skinny guy on your side.
The big man walked towards the redhead "Why the hell were you bothering my girl, do you want me to teach you a lesson?"
As interesting as the scene is, you decide to interrupt. You don't want to see the boy being torn apart here on the street. It's supposed to be a fun night out, not a tragic one.
"Hey, hey, calm down. There are two Millelith guards over there in the corner and they are looking at you. It's not worth it." you say that as you stand up and put yourself between the two.
He looks at you and then at the guards.
"You won't be so lucky next time I see you." he says to the boy behind you before taking the girl's hand and walking away.
You turn to look at him.
"Are you alright? You didn't say anything, you must have been scared."
He laughs a little too loudly. "Scared? I've fought much bigger things in my life."
You laugh too "Sure, if you say so."
You return to your seat.
"Anyway, thanks for taking my side." he says.
"I didn't take your side. I just didn't feel like watching a fight, I just want to enjoy my drink in peace." you shrug. "Although you deserved it, she clearly wasn't into you."
"And I clearly don't have a very good eye for these things, I hadn't noticed the guards either, you were very smart."
"Thank you. I also noticed that you had your hand on your belt at that time, if you were thinking of fighting back with some kind of weapon you shouldn't. The rules in Liyue are pretty strict, you could get in trouble for a jerk like him." you take the last sip and empty your bottle. "Like I said before, it's not worth it."
"I know it's going to sound really silly for me to say this now, but how about you join me for a few drinks?"
"If you pay, I don't see why not." and that's how the night starts for you.
You follow the redhead and go to one of the busiest restaurants, the line outside the place is so huge that you wouldn't have gotten a seat that night if it weren't for the boy handing the waiter some extra mora.
You found the best drinking partner you could. He seems to be quite rich, he doesn't even look at the prices before ordering something. He orders several dishes and different types of drinks, even the most expensive ones, and you don't have to pay a single mora.
It's amazing how well you guys got along in such a short time. You start by talking about silly subjects like Liyue's tourist spots he should visit, and after a while, when you guys are pretty drunk, you just talk about the people around you, playing games like who is the better looking person in the room, who is pretending to be drunk, who is actually drunk and who is the drunkest. You're having so much fun.
You know when you smile so much your cheeks start to hurt, you feel like that, but you just can't stop laughing. He feels the same, he has never been so drunk and so loud in his life.
After so many drinks and so much loud talking the waitress decides to kick you both out.
It turns out that when you leave the establishment you can see a few drops of rain falling from the sky. Most people start leaving before the rain gets heavier, no one wants to be in the crowd when the water actually comes down.
From under the roof cover you reach out to catch a few drops in your hand. The boy next to you watches the scene, amazed by you, and goes towards the rain, pulling you with him.
He takes you in his arms in a funny hug, preventing you from losing your balance.
"Let's enjoy the rain for a few minutes." he says.
The kiss that followed was an initiative on both sides, he leaned in as you tried to rise up on your tiptoes, and it just happened.
You really enjoy that moment.
Despite being drunk, he is a good kisser. It's the kind of kiss that makes you feel something, as if you've known each other for a long time and you just realized you're madly in love with each other.
The rain starts to get heavier and then you say "How about if we go to my room, it's close to here."
He smiles like a kid and nods, waiting for you to take him there. You walk hand in hand towards your destination, supporting each other so that no one falls.
The room you rent is really close, just walk a few streets, find the oldest building and go up to the second floor. You arrive at the door and you open the lock putting you both inside as quickly as possible to escape the rain.
You provide clean towels and start drying his hair first. He also helps you dry yours, and in the middle of this you end up kissing again. Now without the rain, without the people around, the kiss feels much more intimate.
He dictates the rhythm of the kiss and your lips just follow his pace. It starts slowly and increases in intensity as your hands begin to explore each other's bodies.
He's really tall and you have to put your arms around his neck for support. He holds you by the waist and leads you to the bed laying you on it and leaning over to not break the kiss. He keeps exploring your body with his hands, your hips, your waist and up, until his hands finds your breats.
He takes his time and you can say you're really enjoying the feeling.
"Call me Ajax." he says.
"Ajax. I like it." he can't help but kiss you one more time when you say his name. He removes his own shirt and yours too, throwing it to the side.
Ajax has a really nice body, but you notice how many scars there are. He must have gone through a tough time, now you know why he said he had fight big things in his life, he wasn't lying only so he could impress you, he was telling you the truth.
You run your hands through them, touching him gently.
He presses you down on the matress, increasing the friction between your bodies.
You can feel the bulge forming in his pants, but he stops you before you can touch it. "You first." he removes your skirt and undergarments in one quick motion, and before you can feel embaressed to be exposed he kisses you again, sliding his tongue inside your mouth, eagerly tasting each other.
He removes his gloves so you can feel his slender fingers directly touching your skin, tracing every inch of your naked body. He pinches your nipples hard and make you gasp. He likes that, he really likes your sounds.
You can't help but moan when he suddenly touches your exposed cunt, it feels warm and wet, and he places his fingers on your most sensitive spots, like a professional, exploring your folds, spreding the wetness all over.
You bite him in order to stop you moans, you bite his neck and shoulders as he proceeds to masturbate you. The thing is that he wants you to be loud, so he momorizes all your sweet spots to tease you. You give up holding you moans when he inserts a finger in your cunt, and then two.
He loves seeing you like that, coming undone with just his fingers, but he won't let you have your climax just yet. He waits until you're close and stops touching you, leaving you whimpering in frustration.
Ajax remove his belt and pants, exponsing himself to you. And it's a lot. He looks at you to see you're ready for him, when he's sure you're fine he penetrates you.
That's how it goes, you had sex with a stranger on a festival night, the only thing you know is his first name, and you call him over and over again, saying Ajax everytime you feel good. He is also really loud, he moans when he puts himself inside you, with every movement, and also when you scratch his back, he loves the pain. The marks you put on each other tonight will probably stay for a while.
It all feels a little clumsy, after all you are both drunk, but it is still amazing. He is a little rougher than you'd expect but he knows how to make you feel good. At some point you get so exhausted that you just fall asleep with you head resting on his chest, and he holds you tight like you're his precious teddy bear, falling asleep together.
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Hi reader!!! What did you think of this fic?
I tried something different this time, it's my first time writing smut so please don't judge too hard. I got this idea and shared on my feed, and some beautiful anon encouraged me to write it, so I'm sorry I don't know your name, but I dedicate this piece to you!
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what about a poly relationship w childe & kaeya? 👀 how do you think dates would go, would they team up to fluster their gf or compete to see who can make her blush more? how do cuddle piles go with these two octopi clinging to her? what about rainy days where they cant go outside or when they get snowed in during winter? feel free to pick any of these youd like!! - ♣️
These two lmaoo
I actually dont remember what this is about BUT you're getting hcs ^w^ yay for that! i think
"Aww, are you blushing?" "Now, now, Childe. Don't embarrass our little snowflake."
Yeah they tease you A LOT. Both adore it when your face is so red you can barely speak, so they'll make you blush whenever they can.
Of course, they usually try to keep it within your comfort limits. For example, if you don't like PDA, they won't do anything in public.
Compliments can't be stopped. If you dress up, prepare to be bombarded with compliments ALL DAY/NIGHT.
They also... do this thing, where they act like strangers hitting on a super beautiful woman. It makes you giggle. The second you step out of the bathroom/bedroom all dolled up, they're gOING OFF.
They usually team up to fluster you BUT there are days where they pretend to fight over you. It's all in a comedic manner, so you won't get offended/worried- i mean who would?!
Cuddles piles are a necessity. You don't often get a chance to cuddle them both together, but when you do, you're usually in the middle. Sometimes Kaeya or Childe lay in the middle, but they usually prefer to have you between them. Their fingers are laced and placed right on your stomach. It's kinda cute the way they play with each other's hands while still flirting with you as if their lives depended on it.
Rainy days they prefer to make meals at home and watch movies, shows, or read. For snowy days, they prefer to sit in front of a fire, drink hot chocolate, and watch a movie or so. They prefer holiday movies- like Christmas or Halloween movies!
They do like going outside during the super snowy days, especially Kaeya. He barely needs to wear a jacket while you and Childe are fully bundled up. It's only for a while, he knows you two prefer to be indoors sometimes.
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ACT I, “WHATS THE SENSE IN HURTING MY PRIDE !?”
- TARTAGLIA (actor, Childe)
[ 📽 ] “..I REALLY CANT STAY..!”
[ 🎞 ] “BABY, ITS COLD OUTSIDE!”
scene 1 ;
[ in childes living room, you find yourself drawn to his antics. ]
“I’ve overstayed my welcome, Childe.” You slipped from his grasp, teasingly, as his face drops in cold sweat. He nervously huffs, drawing your hand closer to you.
“Hey, hey, don’t you see? Look at the weather..” he pulled the curtains nearby. “Baby, it’s cold outside! We can’t have my first mate sick, can we?”Childe pushed you to the couch slowly, as you resisted just as well.
Closing your eyes, you huffed.. ”This evening has been—“
“Been hoping, that you'd dropped in..” he quickly interrupted, your steps back halted back to the edge of the couch as he leaned torwards you, you leaning back onto the couch simultaneously.
“..so very nice.” You huffed, continuing your sentence as you also continue to struggle against his firm grip, giggling. Childe quickly moved his grip from your wrists to intertwining your hands.
“I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice..!” he kissed, as you’re the one who felt the shiver, really. Though after worrying a bit, he crept in closer to your face, with a rather big and cheeky smile.
Though, you resisted, and turned away from what seemed to be a kiss. “My mother will start to worry..” you panicked.
Childe dived in straight to your neck as his lips missed its target. So he tried working his way up as his eyelashes tickled your jaw as he kissed gently up your neck. “Beautiful, what's your hurry?” He murmured, into your neck.
“My father will be pacing the floor! Thought you wanted to impress your in-laws, no?” To think this was the same “toyseller” who your parents had a chance to meet with. Confidence and nervous laughs got him through the entire time, along with talking story about his family.
Reminiscing the moment, as Childe rambled to have you stay a bit linger. Murmuring everything and nothing, you slowly became to unfilter what he was rambling. “..listen to that fireplace roar, and—”
“—So really I'd better scurry!” You finished, pushing his face and smothering you with his hand as his head tilted backwards on impact, his Adam’s Apple vibrating lowly as he whined.
“Hey, just a bit longer, kay? Promise, so..” he said, lifting your wrist from his face. Childe started peppering kisses from your fingertips to your wrists. “..Beautiful, please don't hurry.”
His eyes shone dully in the bright of the room as he basked in your shadow. His lips tempted you as it jutted out slightly, as child-like innocence, or maybe something even more began to breath in the room. Childe looked beautiful like this.
“..Well maybe, just a half a drink more.”
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childe headcanons~ 🧡
im not good at writing LMFAO
ajax loves taking you out and spending time with you. most of the time when you head out somewhere, you will find him staring at you with lovey eyes. he loves it when you’re happy because of him. if he can make you smile, he can do anything.
when you guys are heading off to bed, he loves just putting his arms around you with his legs intertwined with yours. the closer he is with you, the better. please don’t leave this man.
every single second of the day he’s right behind you. you’re never alone when he’s around. since he’s fatui, he tends to leave for long periods of time. but expect a whole ton of love when he returns. he will shower you in kisses and kind words while cooking dinner with you.
childe will have his siblings visit every once and a while. you’ve met most of them by now!he wants to introduce you to his family up in snezhnaya. and when you finally meet his parents, thats when he will propose to you. <3
- tartaglia 💖
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NEEDY GENSHIN DOMS
feat. childe, thoma, xiao, zhongli
contains: afab!reader, sub reader, cervix poundin, oral (m receiving), light breeding, fingering.
note: messy headcanons that i wrote on a road trip for my favourite boys (rbs appreciated) <3 nsfw under the cut !!
needy dom! childe who begs to fuck you. he’s so eager and relentless, can’t help the way his cock swells in his pants when he’s toying with your pretty pussy, rubbing your clit and watching how your hole periodically flutters around nothing — he wants to sink himself in and feel your walls clamp down on him as you whine and whimper in his hold. he just needs to be deep inside of you — achey tip brushing right up against your cervix. he’ll give you everything and more, and give it to you good; just please let him inside <3
“i’ll fuck you real good baby- gunna fuck a family into you if you let me.”
needy dom! thoma who just can’t seem to keep himself off of you. he has to have more than one point of contact with you; places one hand on the fat of your ass to grab and spread while you fuck yourself on his cock, and uses his other to bar you tight to his chest. he’s addicted to the way your cunt spasms around him when you cum — even to the point where he’s begging you to do it again, grinding your clit against his pubic bone himself. he’ll be all up near your ear, grunting and groaning about how good you feel.
“make a mess all over me, you can do it. wanna feel you so bad.”
needy dom! xiao who begs you to let him cum. you’re usually fucked stupid, but he gets off on the thought of you pleading for him to cum — wether that be inside your cunt, in your mouth, your chest, or your face. he just babbles, tips of his ears burning red as he shakily rolls his hips into your mouth. and you’re taking it so well, hot tears streaming down the down your cheeks and spit and precum sliding down your chin, mouth full of cock. don’t try and spit it out, or else he’ll have to shove himself back in to keep it plugged.
“can i- fuck- cum? wanna fill your mouth and make you look all pretty.”
needy dom! zhongli who begs you to cum for him. you look so beautiful when you do; brows furrowed and mouth ajar as you whine through your orgasm, hands bunched up against his collar — how could he not want more? he grows addicted, shoving his fingers down your pants and into your cunt just to see your eyes blow wide as you feel the coil in your stomach tighten. he even cums untouched when you make a mess grinding your bare cunt over his slacks; groaning in your ear and riding your orgasm through with you, bucking his hips up into your sopping hole as a cherry on top.
“give me another- one more. look at me while i make you cum love.”
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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠‧₊› diluc, kaeya, childe, xiao x gn reader (separately).
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲‧₊› they fall asleep/relax on your chest.
𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞‧₊› fluff scenarios.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬‧₊› suggestive (kaeya), petnames (xiao), a ton of wholesome fluff. :]
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞‧₊› a self-indulgent writing, because why not. i felt like it, and i'm proud of the result. also thank yall for +750 followers, i still don't understand how so many people read my things hshs. anyway, it means a lot to me. <3 btw my requests are open! :] hope you enjoy it.
In the first place, Diluc doesn't even remember how he ended up in that situation, but his fatigue after a hard day working in the tavern seemed to fade every time he heard your heartbeat, which caused his eyes to slowly close as he told you about his day with his head resting on your chest.
His words turned into barely audible murmurs until he was completely asleep, his breathing deepening and calming. He had his cheek against your chest, and one of his hands was weakly gripping your right arm.
You caressed his hair until the moment he woke up, an hour later. With a confused grunt his hand moved up your arm, giving it a little squeeze. When Diluc realized his position, the blood rushed to his cheeks, and his own body heat rose even higher.
“Oh, welcome back. Were you comfortable?” You teased him a bit when you saw how his face was flushed. His eyes widened as he pushed himself back. “I... I'm sorry, fatigue got the better of me.” he uttered nervously, and then cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure, though he still looked sleepy.
You couldn't help but giggle. “It's the cutest thing you've done so far.” You insisted. He withdrew his gaze with a slight frown. “Please, let's not talk about this again...”
But deep down, his heart wouldn't stop beating fast. And yes, Diluc did find it comfortable to sleep there. And you know what? If you offer to repeat this some other day, he will accept, but he will also try not to get used to that. After all, Diluc doesn't want to depend on you for the best quality of sleep. Just keep insisting that you will always be there for him and for whatever he needs, he fully trusts you. <3
In addition, he will also allow you to lean on his chest to sleep while he whispers sweet nothings between the threshold of sleep and the lucidity of your mind.
What a beautiful feeling it is for the cavalry captain to relax with his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat and your calm breathing. There is nothing better after a day of work with all the paperwork ready for the next day to hand it over to Jean than to end up with you on bed on a cuddling session.
But this boy is not going to just stay like that, he loves to tease you a little with his hands while you are in that defenceless position. One of his gloved hands will always end up on one of your legs, touching with the bare tips of his fingers your skin, and stroking from top to bottom slowly. You always have goose bumps when Kaeya touches you like this, and he knows very well what it does to you.
“Aren't we relaxing? Why is your heart beating faster now, hm?” He cooes, snuggling his cheek against your chest. “Shut up, you know exactly what you're doing...” you reply in an irritated tone, but that doesn't mean you're not enjoying the moment. “Oh, do I? If I tried hard, right now you'd be squirming under my hands with tears rolling down your beautiful cheeks. Be thankful, y/n~” a sly smile is drawn on his face, but you cannot see it.
And so are your sessions of "relaxation and cuddling", until finally he does end up asleep in the tranquility of your chest. When Kaeya wakes up, the first thing he will do is give you a few playful taps on your knee and then sit between your legs using one of his arms as support. He'll put a quick little kiss on your lips — which always makes you blush, but he doesn't save himself from a little redness on his cheeks — and he'll say goodbye to do more of his work, already missing you the moment he stands up.
It's not something Childe's proud of, but he loves to lay his head on your chest, close his eyes, and just relax after a training session, or even after a mission. The first thing the fatui will do is look for you, and only by glancing at you his body will once again recover the pleasant warmth that your presence produces to him. It's something that makes him vulnerable, but it's an intoxicating feeling. As long as it's you.
You caress his head slowly, your fingers immersed in the strands of his messy hair, the boy is so comfortable he could purr like a spoiled cat. His eyes are closed, although they immediately open when your caresses stop. He lifts his gaze, trying to meet your eyes.
“Why'd you stop?” his tone is lower than normal, and almost sounds like a whimper. A smile appears on your face at how needy he is for your loving touch. “Okay, okay. I will continue a little more.” your fingers begin with their gentle movements on his hair, this caused the boy to start to get sleepy.
But no, no way. He wasn't going to sleep, at least not before you. When your fingers stop again, this time it's because you fell asleep. Childe takes the opportunity to intertwine your fingers, caressing them with his, as if returning the favor you had done even if you weren't noticing anything.
Finally he also falls asleep, and when he wakes up you are still there, with your hands together. Childe has a slight blush that has not left him at any time since he is with you in this position, basically, this is the most wholesome thing that he can experience in his day to day, and what he looks for the most when he finishes his duty. All he wants is for moments like this to never end.
Very, very difficult, almost impossible for this situation to occur, at least at the beginning of your relationship. Little by little, he will gain the confidence to try this. “Xiao, come here.” you extend your arms inviting him to settle down on your chest. The boy seems hesitant, reluctant even, but finally puts his weapon on the ground and kneels between your legs to finally lie down, his head on your chest.
The boy has reddish cheeks, quite ashamed of what he is doing. Oh archons, he is an adepti, why has he allowed himself to be handled like this? Maybe deep down, he did want to be physically closer to you. “I told you, y/n. This is totally...” the boy seems to swallow his words suddenly.
Xiao opens his eyes and partes his lips slightly, an indescribable expression on his face. What was it that he heard so closely? It was your heartbeat. But why did this sound convey so much harmony? The anxieties of a deity, mitigated by the beating of a human heart. Rather the heart of his angel, y/n.
“Do you like how it feels, love?” you whisper, trying not to disturb his quietude state too much. He doesn't respond in words, but he nods his head slightly. “I knew you would find it nice. But don't worry, we can stop whenever you want.” you put a hand on the ground with the intention of getting up, but Xiao positioned his hand on yours, stopping your action. “Hmm?”
“Wait. Let me stay like this a little longer... please.” he whispers as he snuggles against your chest and closes his eyes, simply melting into the sound of his angel's life
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SLEEPY SEX WITH GENSHIN BOYS
with. diluc, childe, ayato, albedo, kazuha, zhongli.
cw. smut, creampies, lots of soft sex, finger sucking, nipple play, yes i put ayato in here, gender neutral with no specific body type
note. hello!!!! she is back from hiatus and ready to deliver (to the best of her abilities ofc) posting is going to be still relatively slow as i get back in the swing of things but so happy to be back! please make sure to leave a comment + reblog if you enjoyed! <3
sleepy sex with diluc is just him staring up at you with baggy eyes as you try to ride him while avoiding his bandages and various bruises on his skin + you’ll accidentally grab on to a part of his shoulder that aches really bad and he’ll groan out in pain so he has to hold your hands while you keep bouncing
sleepy sex with childe is probably late at night when he just awoke from a nap on his desk and you’re laid out on top of it amidst his papers and layered clothing, his hands are holding yours above your head and he’s begging, pleading for you to be good for him because he’s way too tired to deal with your brattiness and he just wants to cum in his love
sleepy sex with ayato is a hurricane of half ridden clothes and lustful kisses, he’s tired, stressed, but most of all he’s so hungry for your touch and the way you moan beneath him, he thinks he’s gone delirious with the lack of sleep but truly it’s the way you squeeze around his cock and urge him to fuck you faster that gets his head dizzy and his eyes hazy
sleepy sex with albedo is lazy and soft, after a week of nonstop working he’ll now take his time to kiss your fingers as you slip him inside of you, ignoring him for the most part and grinding down in search of your own pleasure, although he doesn’t mind in the slightest—seeing you use him to get off is enough to make him unload inside of you in a fit of groans, your spasming hole sucking up all his cum inside of you
sleepy sex with kazuha is passionate and quiet, the man who usually has so much to say is reduced to a tired needy boy, after all journeys leave even the best wanderers of us missing home, and for kazuha? home is the warm spongy insides of your holes welcoming him, nothing but the sound of skin on skin and the occasional whimper of each other’s names can be heard throughout his cabin, your voice muffled by his fingers in your mouth while he hits your special sweet spot each time he fucks into you
sleepy sex with zhongli is after a night out in the city, you both barely had enough sleep and now the sun’s golden rays are filtering inside your bedroom while he toys with your chest, his hair is brushing against your skin as his fingers tweak one of your nipples and his warm mouth harshly sucks on the other, wanting to bring you pleasure over and over again before he ushers his sleepy darling right back to bed with him
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" IT'S A BRIGHT FUTURE AHEAD OF US "
━━ ☆ INCLUDES: childe, diluc, xiao, zhongli
━━ ☆ SUMMARY: how would the boys react to being transported in the future and seeing that they married and had a family with their crush?
━━ ☆ WARNINGS: a few curse words, xiao's hits a little different
━━ ☆ SIMILAR WORK: it's a bright future ahead of us ii
━━ ☆ OOGA BOOGA: reblogs are much appreciated!!
in the face of teasing comments from your mutual friends, childe denies his infatuation with you. no, his eyes don't drift to you every time you are within his peripheral and he most certainly doesn't see your visage in his dreams on the rare occasion that he does get them.
but when he's alone — when all that is left to judge him is the space in his bed that he so badly wished you would take — childe admits that yes, he does like you and he's just a little bit scared of the power you have over him. even the faintest smile from you had him weak in his knees and whatever strength still left in him was spent as he scurried off to hide under his blankets like a giddy teenager in love.
this vulnerability often costs people their heads on the battlefield but to him, this vulnerability also allowed him to preview the 'what-could-bes' of the world. besides, a little gamble isn't going to hurt him!
when he felt a weight on top of him, his mind immediately thought of an intruder but the childish giggle that he heard soon after disproved him. was it teucer? no... teucer's voice was a little deeper than that.
childe opened his eyes to meet similar blues and his heart, for a reason he didn't understand yet, soared. instinctively, he left a supporting hand on the young child's back as he mumbled a confused but otherwise, light good morning.
"honey? are you awake now?"
he knew that voice — a little too well actually and gods, honey has never sounded as good as it did when it came from your lips.
childe finds that, for a brief moment, he lost the ability to breathe. you peeked into the room from the doorway and you wore an easy smile. his sharp eyes caught the glimmer by your ring finger and was that... a ring? tentatively (and with a little bit of nervousness because what would he do if he was wrong?), he checks his own, and sure enough, an identical ring was wrapped around his finger.
it's a little childish but childe erupts into loud laughter as his heart began racing in a hundred miles per hour. it appears that the shadows of his mind decided to cut him some slack that night.
he's always wanted a family of his own so dreams where you and he were together didn't come off as much of a shock. this is why he didn't even consider the possibility that he traveled into the future. rather, he shook it off as another wishful dream of his.
childe decided to keep the questions to himself. inquiries are boring anyway. isn't it so much better to savor the moment? wholesome interactions came so rarely for him nowadays. it wouldn't hurt to indulge and pretend for a short while, right?
he spends the entire morning helping you with chores like a dutiful husband, popping jokes left and right, and pulling you into a random concert with brooms as your microphones. your child sits in the sideline, amused and laughing before childe picks him up and spins him in the air.
your jubilant laughter reminds him that this is such a good dream but he knew deep in his heart that as long as he remains to be 'childe,' it's all it would ever be. that dampens his mood but as he watches you spoil your son, he figured that reality could wait for a second longer.
for the first time in forever, childe awoke with a smile on his lips.
he's not one to be overly religious but that didn't stop him from putting his hands together to thank whomever deity was out there that took pity on him. while it was just a dream, it was enough to leave him feeling gleeful all day long. it was like the adrenaline high he gets after a challenging fight. the way his breathing left a tasteful burn, the way his heart thumped louder than usual — all of it left him feeling alive.
when he arrived at the northland bank, his agents tried to pretend that the skip in his steps didn't exist; the same way they pointedly ignored the way his eyes glimmered under the light when they were empty voids in the kindest of days. heck, ekaterina had to stifle a gasp when she walked in on him humming a local love song. nadia thought it to be a little sweet and she couldn't help the knowing smile from appearing on her face when you came in to say your daily greetings.
"still hanging on over there?" childe looked up from his paperwork to see you peeking from the doorway. immediately, he remembered the 'dream' and he had to swallow to hide his uncharacteristic sputters.
"barely." the connotation could go both ways. "what's up?"
he couldn't hear you over the tempting whispers in his mind. no matter how hard he tried to contain his feelings, the possibility that there is at least one way that something good could come out of his confession against the nine hundred, sixty-one thousand ways this situation could go south had his mind reeling.
"you okay?" your concern... god! why must you be so hard to deny? it was then that he decided — fuck it. he'll do whatever just to hear you laugh as you did in his dream. taking a deep breath, he tried to picture you then — your occupied ring finger, your lovely son, his and your family. it was from there that he gathered the strength to ask the questions he has been avoiding.
"are you free this evening? maybe we could grab something to eat together? i can book us a spot in liuli pavilion or... or you can pick!"
and how could you resist when the eleventh was looking far too bashful — far too vulnerable than he would commonly like to be?
"sure! how does that hole-in-the-wall we found last week sound?"
diluc was a bit of a nagger — a true worrywart and you had always enjoyed poking fun at his 'motherly' nature. he always scoffed, muttering something about how 'unbelievable' you are and it was something so endearing to you. if it had been anyone else (such as a certain cavalry captain), you were certain that he'd issue them a permanent ban from his tavern. a true nightmare to a citizen of mondstadt.
his affections for you was something that he didn't actively deny but it was also something he vowed he would never act on. not until he had enemies, not until the world was safe enough to shed his walls because he swore to all the deities out there — one playful jab from you had him pooling at your feet.
you were right, maybe he should 'loosen up' after all... but when the world keeps playing tricks on him every second of the day, he has learned that it was better to keep his guard up.
he felt a body pouncing on him, effectively tearing him away from his sleep and he would've flung it off if it weren't for your panicked whispers.
"don't do that, sweetie! you'll wake daddy up..."
...daddy? his body stiffened up at the unfamiliar term but he can't deny the way his stomach did somersaults in a good way. still, it didn't take long before he regathered his wits. he was certain that he didn't have a son and certainly not with you (he would remember if that were the case).
his mind began racing. was he drugged? had he finally lost his mind? was this a hallucination? a simulation? dear lord, were you kidnapped and forced to play the part?
the sound of hushed laughter — both yours and the child — brought him back to reality (if it was still real at least) and reluctantly, he opened his eyes.
the sight that greeted him had his heart melting faster than his vision could and he had to pinch his thigh to remind himself that you all could be in mortal danger.
"hm? diluc darling! you're awake! good morning!"
the man in question nodded stiffly as a reply, teeth gnawing at the insides of his cheeks because the way his heart palpitated was enough proof that you weren't a fake.
but if so... was he dreaming?
the child had similar red tresses and he couldn't help but smile softly. his father once told him that the ragnvindr bloodline had strong hereditary genes. it was amusing and dare he say, cute.
as the child positioned himself in his lap, he heard you playfully chastising him for not greeting you back. at that, he scoffed. some things never change, he supposed but some... they age. while you still looked as beautiful as before, he noticed a few wrinkles that were not there before.
he entertained the prospect of being transported into the future but... it couldn't be, right? there was no way you'd want to marry him although the ring on your finger proved otherwise.
for the rest of the day, diluc just awkwardly stood there. he watched as you busied yourself around the house, sometimes offering to carry the heavier stuff. while being idle, diluc found out that his son knew how to play chess, much to his delight. he didn't know why but he offered to play against him and the smile he was rewarded with oddly made it feel as if his 'risk' was worth it.
the moves the child was making were familiar and he had to cough to hide his chuckles. they were the same moves he used to make as a child, taught to him by his father. diluc, moved by the silent determination of this young kid, decided to lose on purpose. it's something that his father did too and while he didn't enjoy being fooled, it meant everything to him when he was young and unknowing.
looking back, diluc had a few regrets. if he really was in the future, then he could've learned more about the state of the world. and if not... well, he did enjoy the time away from the business plans and abyss troubles.
when diluc awoke, he did so with renewed determination.
it wasn't as if he was lacking it but sometimes, small reminders would do the will well. he fights for mondstadt and for every family that makes it. though it was a short time, the peace he felt as he walked around the familiar manor but with the presence of his two loves (again, under the presumption that they were real) was incomparable. he fights for that. he fights so that those types of families can sleep at night and leave their worries behind. he fights so that the children wouldn't have to.
and as noble as his first thought was, a part of his mind went back to your older self — happier than ever. did he do that? did he make you happy? he only ever wishes you to be happy even if it weren't in his arms. the thought of a family with you didn't leave his mind even as he buttoned up his shirt. it remained in the backdrop as a tiny whisper that he tried to ignore as he signed one paper after another.
"diluc! are you awake already? you are! good morning!"
his heart hurts. it feels like it was going to combust in any second from now. he didn't recognize it then, too busy thinking it was some sort of plot by his enemies but now that he was in the comforts of his study, his feelings for you all came crashing down. how pretty would you look with your hand adorned with his mother's engagement ring? how beautiful would you look walking down the aisle dressed in the finest of whites? how nice would it be to build a family with you, brick by brick, piece by piece until you welcome another addition to the house? diluc was never the romantic but the way he had to hold on for support at the dizzying sugar rush he felt had him rethinking his decisions.
you rambled about the fresh apples you picked and he could hear you perfectly fine. however, no matter how hard he tried to focus on your words — or your lips because he's fallen victim to the way they move — he couldn't understand any of it. this must be what they call love. he miscalculated. his affections far exceed that of merely 'liking' your company. and what does he do with this realization? he expresses it in the one way he knows how.
"be careful. you're going to trip."
"oh loosen up! you worry more than the grandparents in springvale!"
loosen up, huh? you didn't see it because it came and went faster than the wind but for a second, diluc smiled softly. maybe he would do just that, he thinks to himself as he entertains the future ahead of you. someday... someday he'll tell you and maybe his dreams would come true but for now... he's more than content in being the man who watches and worries over you in the shadows.
he's not human therefore, he does not have a need or the ability to feel human emotions. it's a simple concept and yet, one that was constantly challenged as you appear time and time again in front of him.
xiao denies not only his affections for you but the entire construct of love. it's foolish. why bother stripping yourself bare if you're going to receive some barely passable gratification and a generation's worth of suffering in return? he's lived long enough to know that love is not worth it. those who dared to love end up being alone — lonelier than what they started with. how is that a fair deal?
but maybe, his rejection stems from the fact that he believes that love will never come to him, the same way he will never be brave enough to give his heart away.
and yet, here he was — atop the highest stone peaks gathering qingxin flowers because you caught some sort of cold. mortals are high-maintenance and it annoys him to no end that he, a being that has lived for thousands of years, knew little to nothing about maintaining physiologies. perhaps he should've taken care of himself better if only to know how to take care of you when you're about to cough your lungs out in a room in wangshu inn.
it came all too suddenly but he felt it. he felt the lingering presence of his kin and he had to bite back his curses as the wind around him picked up. nothing good ever comes after when the dead meddled with the living's affairs.
and that was proven true yet again as when he opened his eyes, he was no longer by the mountains. rather, he was in your home by the outskirts of the city. he's been there before — watching from afar to make sure you came home safe late at night.
this, however, was different. he was sitting on your dining table and he could hear the sizzle from within the kitchen.
he wasn't dumb. he knew exactly what was happening but just as how he denied the very obvious feelings he had for you, he, too, denied reality.
"dear? can you help me bring the plates to the table?"
'dear' must be him. with a grunt, he stood up — ignoring the little tingles that littered his bare arms from the 'pointless human term of endearment.'
as he walked into the kitchen, he made the effort to avoid your eyes. he argues, in his mind, that it's because you might cast some worse illusion but he knew, in his heart, that it's because he fears what he would see.
when he kept his head low, it was easy to spot the ring on your hand. while not interested in courtship, he recognized the engraved patterns to be ancient scriptures carved by yakshas as vows to the humans in the early ages. how... senseless.
you called out an unfamiliar name and he furrowed his brows. it couldn't be... anything but that...
a near-identical copy of him appeared by the walkway not too long after that, the only difference being her gender. at the sight of her, his throat closed up and he had the urge to curl up and cry out in frustration. this girl... far too innocent for her own good carried the features of a murderer and sooner or later, her nature and the duties tied to it will hurt her. just like it did with him.
he cannot spare himself the suffering but this child deserved none of it. if he could, he'd carry the weight of her karmic debt alongside his and even better if he didn't have to.
deciding to spare you two of his unstable presence, he moved to cancel the adepti art. all the while, his teeth remain to be gritted as if it was the one thing keeping him together.
xiao stumbled for a second but when he regained his bearings, he ran.
the mountains reminded him of the events that have transpired while wangshu inn contained you — the source of his dilemma. liyue harbor and its outskirts were off the table and the other adepti would pester him if he went to jueyeun karst. with nowhere specific to go to, xiao ran and ran, letting his feet lead him anywhere because wherever is better than the looming reminder that the weight of your future resides in his palms.
he arrived at yaoguang shoal where the waters pushed back and forth undisturbed by matters such as the ones in his head. it's funny. when he was held in captivity, he didn't curse his nature as an adepti. when he was forced to bear the weight of his karma, he didn't curse his nature as a yaksha. when he was left all alone, dealing with grudges that never cease, he didn't curse his role as morax's believer.
now, however... he cursed his immortality.
perhaps if he was human, he would have the things he wished to have. perhaps if he was human, he wouldn't need to stow his feelings away. perhaps if he was human, he would have the luxury of loving and being loved in return. perhaps if he was human, he would see the future as a blessing and not a curse.
the fact remains that his karmic debt would eventually drag you into the quicksand he has been stuck in for millennia. the difference? he was made for it. you? you and your kind, compassionate and lively nature were not. he was made to suffer and you, to be happy. how could he deny that for you? and that child... when she grows up, capable of holding her own spear in her hands, what then? should she just keep quiet as she suffers the same fate that he is bound to? xiao is not selfish, never, but just this once, he hoped that she would never learn of murder and if the only way to stop her from doing so is by making sure she was never born, then so be it.
xiao has long accepted that he would never be happy and if he was going to be unhappy for the rest of his pathetic excuse of a life then he would rather be unhappy alone. after all, those even the faintest bit associated with him are bound to a fate of unhappiness as well. he wouldn't want that for anyone, especially not for you. or maybe... all of that was just half-truths and the reason why he denies himself of his seemingly happy future was because he wants to protect himself. from you and your inevitable death, from you and your potential faded interest, from you and the promises you wouldn't be able to keep. hasn't he suffered enough? hasn't he hated himself enough? must he really be reminded of the gruesome part of his soul that was happy to not be alone anymore when he saw the child that was born and made to suffer just like he was? it's all absurd and cruel — too much for him to handle.
and when fate asked him what he would do now that he has known this information? he runs, leaving behind the qingxin flowers by your bedside when you're fast asleep, never to appear in front of you again — at least not willingly. that was his answer to fate's question and xiao, for once, decided to test fate back. would it be so cruel as to let your lives collide once more?
he has lived for far too long, seen far too many things, and felt far too many feelings. if he had not learned anything from his experiences then what was the point?
zhongli was not as obtuse as some people make him out to be. in terms of mora, maybe, but when it comes to feeling human emotions? he was not a stranger to it. not completely, at least.
he has loved before and he has grieved before — for his friends and his people. all these are human emotions and the only difference between now and then was that the zhongli of today recognized that emotions, by themselves, are not weaknesses that he must strive to destroy.
when the familiar song of his heart — reminiscent of the ones he had sung to the glaze lilies of before — began ringing in his ears once more, he welcomes it. he opens the front door and lets it sit by the coffee table. he offers it a warm drink and he does not question why it took so long for it to come back. it, in question, was love.
he loved you but he chose to keep silent because he thought that engaging you when he did not know how to engage himself as a mortal man is reckless.
besides, things fell to the course of time and time? he had a lot of it.
out of all of these men, it is zhongli who takes the situation in stride. the sudden shift in the air, the crumble of the soil beneath his feet... all of these were not unfamiliar and it was precisely because he knew what was happening that he swiftly made a shield for you who was too busy in a battle to notice.
he hoped it would be enough to keep you safe until he comes back.
when he opened his eyes, it felt like coming home and it was because he knew from your very first meeting — the one held in a similar situation as this — that your eyes would be his home.
"good morning, dearest..."
he smiles softly... dearest... he liked the sound of that... would you like it if he said it in return?
before he could, the mattress dipped and he turned to meet familiar amber eyes. at that, his heart drops. no, not in a bad way. his heart dropped in the same way a bird would when they take off from their nest for the first time only to realize that nothing should be feared because they can fly and with flying came a soaring feeling of elation.
zhongli also knew that he would recognize the curves of your lips anywhere and it's right there on your child.
he tentatively ran a hand through the child's hair and his heart throbbed from the wholeness the small act gave him. perhaps he has never known peace after all... not until this.
he offers to make you tea and even invites you for a day outside. he carries your bags and lets your child cling onto his legs as you stop by stalls. he held your hand gently as you sat by a bench, watching fondly as your child played with kids his age.
zhongli knew the pains of longevity but he knew better than to let it be the reason why you would deprive yourself of life's little treasures. wouldn't it be better if you enjoyed the present and worry about the trifling matters later?
perhaps it's wishful thinking from a romantic but it wasn't his fault that the person he learned it from — guizhong — was her era's greatest romantic.
he knew that if she was seeing this, she would be happy and at peace, knowing that zhongli finally understood her little puzzle. maybe... this vision was precisely what he needed to fully let go of the past that had corroded him more than he would like to admit.
he awoke for the third time that day and for the second time, it was your eyes that greeted him.
zhongli chuckled as you began voicing your concern. rocks do not fall apart easily but when they do, they do so immensely. a displaced stone could easily mean a landslide, and truth be told, he wouldn't mind it too much — falling apart for you, that is.
"are you feeling unwell?"
"not at all... why do you ask, if i may be so bold as to inquire?"
"nothing it's just..." you laughed nervously though you didn't know why. maybe it was his piercing gaze on you? "you seemed preoccupied. is something on your mind?"
he hummed. reluctant, maybe, before he finally decided to speak a moment later.
"i had... a vision of sorts."
"a vision? what happened?"
zhongli purses his lips and the rare mischievous glint appears in his eyes. instead of a proper reply, he lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a sweet kiss on your knuckle. all the while, his gaze never left yours. the intimacy had your mind buzzing and your skin heating. you don't mind it but it was, indeed, a little embarrassing. knowing zhongli, he'd simply laugh it off before saying that he finds your reactions (and your obvious affections for him) to be lovable. not like you can blame him... even the faintest brush of his thumb against your hand as he was doing now sends your mind in a mad search for the perfect poetry to describe his beautiful existence.
"let's keep it a surprise, shall we? i can say, however, that i am looking forward to experiencing the future with you, dearest."
a squeak escaped your lips and... ah... so you do like it... he'll keep that in mind.
━━ ☆ NOTES: 'm sorry. it's kinda shit because i made it on the fly after procrastinating for so long... not to mention, i forgot that it was supposed to be them fighting together then him getting transported eye— i'm sorry... i'll read better next time 😭
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when you hold your hand out to him, he…
SPINS YOU AROUND BEFORE PULLING YOU INTO A HUG
❛ Seeing your hand reached out to him, he’s suddenly struck with an idea. Grasping it in his, he gives you a gentle spin around that has you yelping out in surprise. A laugh leaves him and he uses the opportunity to pull you into a warm hug. You complain about his sudden behaviour and he smiles unseen behind your back. When he finally pulls away with an awfully smug grin on his face, you playfully hit his chest and say that he shouldn’t be so perfect. Pressing a kiss to the top of your head, he promises that next time he’ll let you lead, even though he adores teasing you. ❜
HUMS A TUNE WHILE LEADING YOU IN A DANCE
— Kaedehara Kazuha.
❛ When you nudge your hand in front of him, he’s a little lost on what he’s supposed to do. It takes a moment before he slides his hand into yours and takes a hold of your waist, before swinging you around. He hums a song under his breath, just loud enough for you to hear, and the both of you dance with no worry of anything else. When he finishes the tune, he bows at the waist and kisses the top of your knuckles like a noble at a ball. You smile at him, the little dance making you nearly float with happiness, and his lips lift up in return, the both of you exchanging words through those smiles alone. ❜
MAKES YOU PAT HIS HEAD
❛ On seeing your hand outstretched towards him, his immediate reaction is to pull it insistently until you’re patting his soft head. When he lets go of your hand, you continue to pat his head, even going as far as to scratch behind his ears, and to your satisfaction, he leans further into your touch. His smile once you stop sends your heart into a flurry, and he takes the chance to grab your hand and take you to something he wanted to show you. He thinks he’s lucky to have someone like you with him, and he wants to keep you at his side forever, if only to get the best head pats filled with love. ❜
PLACES HIS CHIN ON YOUR PALM
❛ There’s no hesitation in his actions at all; the moment he saw your hand reached out towards him, he makes his way to you and places his chin right on your palm. You cup your hand around his chin and squeeze his cheeks, to his annoyance. His eyes twitch up to your face and he sees your gleeful expression as you play with his cheeks. A smile breaks out on his face, though now distorted, and you let go of him, satisfied. But he has no plans of letting you go that quickly, and he spins you around easily before dipping you towards the ground. His strength keeps you both in that position for longer than normally possible, and his face hovers close to yours, leaving you a flustered mess. He chuckles as you hit his arm and thinks about how you’re the only one for him. ❜
HOLDS IT AND SQUEEZES IT GENTLY
— Diluc Ragnvindr.
❛ He doesn’t realise at first, as he’s busy cleaning the bar. When you stretch your hand insistently in his line of vision, his eyes lift up to see your curious face. He looks back down at your hand, and sliding off his gloves, he softly takes it in his and gives it a squeeze. The surroundings quiet down, or maybe it’s just you who feels it, and it’s just the two of you who exist in this world. You intertwine your fingers with him and see a light dusting of pink across his cheeks. You chuckle inwardly and finally let go of his hand. To your surprise, he keeps his grip on your hand steady and you look at him with widened eyes. He wanted to show his love for you, in whatever way he possibly could. Maybe he should do this more often. ❜
HESITANTLY ENTWINES HIS FINGERS THROUGH IT.
❛ His eyes stare at your extended hand. He’s not sure why you were doing that, just that you seem to be expecting something from him. He lifts his hand up from his side hesitantly and threads his fingers between yours. When your smile appears and you squeeze his hand as a reassurance, he feels relieved that he hasn’t done anything wrong. It’s quiet between the two of you, but he isn’t annoyed by it. He rather enjoys these moments when it’s just you and him. He shifts his gaze over to your face to see that you’re already looking at him with a soft smile. He thinks that this, what he has with you, is something he would not be willing to give up. ❜
notes this is super self-indulgent but yayyy i finally wrote something 😍 i wrote it with my favourite characters (i blame mint for my childe brainrot /j) but uhh hope y'all enjoyed this? reblogs are super appreciated <3 kiss to everyone who reblogs /p
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•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦/𝑛? 𝑀ℎ 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟. 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡? 𝐷𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 , 𝑎𝑚 𝑖 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑜? 𝐴-𝐴ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟... 𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 ... 𝐴𝑛𝑦𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑦/𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢.
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑦/𝑛~ 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔... 𝐴𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠? 𝐷𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖, 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟. 𝐻𝑎ℎ𝑎ℎ𝑎ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤?
(𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩~)
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑢ℎ? 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒? 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒!𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝐼-𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑠𝑘 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝐴𝑦𝑎𝑘𝑎 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑢𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘? 𝑀𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒.
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑎ℎℎ 𝑦/𝑛 ... 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒... 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑖 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡? 𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑖𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒! 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦/𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑖𝑡. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛’𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦?
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑦𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑢𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓? 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟... 𝐴-𝐴ℎ 𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡. 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑡.
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒? 𝑂ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔? 𝐺𝑜 𝑜𝑛 𝑖’𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦/𝑛 ? 𝐽𝑈𝑆𝑇 𝐴 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝑈𝑇𝐸 𝐴𝐺𝑂?! 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑡, 𝑚ℎ𝑝ℎ . 𝑀ℎℎ 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡, 𝑖’𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 ... 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦? 𝑁-𝑁𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤.
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝑎 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟? 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒? 𝑂ℎ 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦/𝑛 , 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒, 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑖 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚ℎ𝑚ℎ. 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒 , 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠 . ￼￼
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣: 𝑖 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦/𝑛 𝑚ℎℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐾𝑙𝑒𝑒? 𝐻𝑎ℎ𝑎 𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑖 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐾𝑙𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. 𝐼 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐾𝑙𝑒𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑤𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑡, 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚?
•𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮/𝙣 : 𝐻𝑎ℎ𝑎ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑦/𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑎𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒! 𝐷𝑖𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒? 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑖 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑢𝑝. 𝐻𝑒ℎ𝑒ℎ𝑒 𝑖’𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑚 𝑖?
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genshin headcanons – lending you their clothes
genshin boys × gender-neutral reader.
headcanons of albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, kazuha, thoma, venti, xiao, and zhongli lending their clothes and accessories to their s/o.
- ̗̀ albedo ̖́-
although he's heard from the wind that sharing clothes is seen as a affectionate gesture, albedo isn't one to offer his jacket with flirtatious intent at the forefront of his mind.
the only circumstances that he suggests loaning his clothes is when you're cold, or otherwise when you ask out of the blue. after all, why would you want extra layers in a warm climate such as mondstadt?
he doesn't exactly comprehend how his lab coat would benefit you when your cheeks are already warm and your skin is feverish from the heat outside – but nonetheless, he entertains your requests, and sends you off with an understanding, patient smile.
"keep it for as long as you'd like. if it gets too hot outside, though, please take it off. if you're insistent on outerwear, i'm sure sucrose could lend you a thinner coat."
he's so sensible that it's comedic.
on expeditions to dragonspine is when albedo becomes the initiator. the chillier climate naturally entails more layers, and therefore he's the one to check up on your well-being every so often.
he'll shed his coat for you without you needing to ask, if he notices you shivering or if your speech turns shaky. albedo will definitely become stubborn if you resist his offers, tilting his head just slightly the more you impose that you're fine, you're not trembling at all, that the cold surely isn't getting to you.
"take these." with fluid, deft motions, albedo will slip his gloves off and reach for your wrists, cradling them in his palm as he eases the cloth over your fingers. he ruffles your hair and straightens your collar, unbothered by the timid glances you give him in return. "when we get back to camp, i'll make some stew for you."
- ̗̀ childe ̖́-
count on receiving his shirts, jackets, chains, and scarves in the mail at arbitrary intervals.
"i wore this one when walking through the wharf in fontaine. it might still smell like sea salt – think of me next time you visit the ocean, yeah?" his letter winks, and somehow, you swear you can hear his fox-like chuckling, even though you're in liyue harbor and he's surely all the way across teyvat.
some of the garments he gives you aren't in complete pieces. as in, there are a few rips and tears and gashes that extend from one end to the other, usually on his shirts and coats. each clothing piece comes with a prideful, self-satisfied description from childe.
"the one with the crooked tear is from a lawachurl!" your boyfriend's handwriting becomes hurried, excited, as he details the battle. "it was a tough one to bring down at first, but the back of the knees is where the lawachurl is weak. after we got around its blind-spots, we cleaned it up without much more trouble."
you wear them wherever you can. the fatui deployed in the northland bank and around liyue know who you are just by the accessories you adorn – because they're tartaglia's accessories.
his scarf drapes around your neck, snuggling against the column of your throat; the slate coat that's so distinct to your boyfriend contrasts smoothly with his scarlet shirt and your skin. on some occasions, ekaterina has even offered to help decorate your hair with the excess chains that childe has sent your way.
"he'd like that, no?" she gives you a knowing, devious look, fastening the ends at the nape of your neck. "all glitzed up for lord tartaglia. such a fortunate harbinger."
and like it, he does. when he arrives back in the harbor, childe wastes no time catching up with you – of course, gushing about his adventures and the souvenirs he's brought back, but also . . .
"you weren't too lonely while i was away, right? aha, this jacket smells like you." he picks up one of the pieces he sent a week or two back, lifting it too his face and inhaling. when he pulls away, his cheeks are slightly flushed, and the bright smile on his visage is near infectious. "mind if i take this one with me?"
- ̗̀ diluc ̖́-
you're not sure how in the abyss he can live with that heavy coat on his shoulders, but diluc surprises you every day by proving that it isn't a bother in the mondstatian climate at all.
he'll hum at you when you throw him questioning glances – unfazed by your persistence, but not dismissive. he quirks a brow at you, the lilt in his voice turning playful when he talks. "do you want it? it looks like you want something from me."
he takes well to lending you the shirts he has folded in his closet. he'll suggest it when the two of you are back at the winery for the night, worn out from the day and ready to snuggle in the comfort of the furnace, or if you're about to go on extended trips and need something to remember him by.
in other circumstances, diluc is privy to your well-being – such as if it's particularly windy that day, or if there's a sprinkle of snow that encroaches onto the edge of the winery from dragonspine. he's pragmatic about his offers when the two of you are in public, keen to the possibility of gooseflesh on your skin in the fall and winter months.
diluc will become (surprisingly) insistent on you sleeping in his attire. he does have a soft side, although it isn't apparent on his deadpan exterior; whether you curl next to him in his long-sleeved, winery garments, or in his thinner shirts meant for the spring and summer and everything warmer, it almost . . . eases him, seeing you wearing things that belong to him.
it's cute, in other words. diluc might admit it aloud just to tease you, but only if you're both alone.
"it's a bit loose on you," he comments blithely, yet the flame in his eyes is tender and gentle and all things homey. "don't have the maids catch you in this, or else they'll probably ridicule me for endangering you. there's no way you could trip on the hem, but," he tugs at one of the sleeves, and your shoulder peaks out. the edges of his lips curl, and he ruffles your hair. "you're always full of surprises, so i wouldn't rule it out completely."
- ̗̀ kaeya ̖́-
"fresh from the wash. it's all yours . . . if you ask nicely." kaeya glides his fingers through your hair, over your scalp, until his palm envelops the back of your neck. he gives your skin a ticklish squeeze, winking at you. "'pretty please, with a valberry on top, kaeya?'"
the bargain is so difficult that it's unfair, but you know that you'll cave, and kaeya knows it, too.
"pretty please, with a valberry on top."
and his coat is yours.
kaeya is shameless: being in public (and even better, in the midst of a packed crowd!) won't deter him from sliding off his jacket and throwing it over your shoulders. he'll pat the fabric down on your frame, affectionate, unbothered by the commotion and side-eyes the two of you receive in return.
in the knight's headquarters? he'll pick out one of his low-cut shirts, and put it on your side of the bed for you to wake up to in the morning. an offer, a request, his own pretty-please. the contented simper on his face when you walk through the favonious halls in his shirt . . .
what can he say, his fashion is distinguished. of course his fellow knights will understand who you've been with recently, if you mill around the halls in that.
"y'know," kaeya pulls you to the side one afternoon, fingertips tracing along the bones on the back of your hand, "these are pretty today. don't get me wrong, they always are – ," he dodges a confused glance from you, "but they're also bare."
popping a gloved thumb between his lips, kaeya eases the decorated fabric off of himself, locking his eyes on your wide irises during his entire provocative display. he slides each segment of cloth over your fingers. soon, there's a star that adorns the back of your hand, too.
"we can match this way." kaeya tilts his head, gauging your reaction. his fingers trace the outline of his glove on your skin. "don't be shy about showing off, m'kay?"
- ̗̀ kazuha ̖́-
giving you anything of his is bound to be an intimate act for him. flitting from place to place, without a lasting home, hasn't worn well on his kind-hearted soul. gifting you anything, whether it be an omamori, another trinket, or otherwise, is an act of caring that kazuha wishes means just as much to you as it does to him.
most of his attire is armor. internally, kazuha hopes that you won't have to wear something that shields your heart, that you can stay away from the battlefield. but you're curious, and he thinks that if you just want to try it out for a while, it won't be too awkward on your frame.
he takes his time to make sure it's secured as properly as can be. the guard over your arm sags just slightly, but the crest that sits just below your collarbone is . . . fitting, for some reason. kazuha suppresses a frown and the alien, sinking sensation in his chest – but you're entertained, and look as radiant as always.
"it's not too heavy, right? let me know if i can adjust anything for you."
one night, his face flushes at a thought, and he thinks inwardly for a solid ten minutes. while introspection isn't uncommon for kazuha, it's . . . he really considers if his offer will be seen as inappropriate, even if the two of you are romantically involved, so he inquires as respectfully as he can.
"i have a spare nemaki in the drawer. is it presumptuous of me to ask if you'd like it for the night . . . ?"
the fabric smells like chinju forest, slightly floral with a very faint hint of incense, and eases over your figure more fittingly than his armor. kazuha won't be able to help the color that rushes to his face once you're settled in the garment: you appear comfortable, at home, and without a need to worry yourself about anything.
"is it cozy?" with slow fingers, kazuha adjusts the fabric so that it sits properly on your form, before sighing in relief at your acceptance. "if you like these, i'll ask around and see if we can get you your own. mm? you want mine? ah . . . sure! i'm just surprised, but you can have all of mine, if you'd like."
- ̗̀ thoma ̖́-
"they're not sharp! go on and touch them."
thoma leans his head down until you can comfortably skim your fingertips along his headband. the horns aren't as cutting as they appear, and he's pleased to see your reaction; thrilled, with curiosity satisfied.
"do you wanna try it?" he starts for the back of the band, already prepared to undo it for you. "it'll look cute, i'm sure."
these "antics", of sorts, are saved for the quieter moments in inazuma. in the safe haven of komore teahouse, where there aren't many other eyes or ears peaking, the two of you can indulge in a domestic life that's been robbed for the past two years. flirting with each other like this in public will, of course, cause unwanted attention and commotion.
so thoma reserves the fussing for indoors. your laughter, especially, is more genuine without the intrusion of others.
he inquires if the band fits right, and hurries to get you a mirror so you can see how it looks on your crown. thoma won't be able to suppress the cheeky laughter that bubbles up his chest – horns look so cute on you!
"ah, this?" he points to his jacket. it isn't actually anything that serves a practical purpose, but is thin enough to fit the climate of narukami. thoma shrugs it off of his shoulders and hands it to you, observing as you fumble to fit the sleeves. after moments of amused observation, he helps you fasten the guard and badges that curl along the arms.
"you should be able to wear it to sleep, if you want," thoma reasons aloud, speaking more to himself than to you despite your addressal. with careful fingers, he smoothes down your hair around the headband, then pokes your nose, teasing. "i'm sure there's a niche place around here that sews outfits for couples. and they even stock accessories! we can go check them out tomorrow, yeah?"
he taps his chin, contemplative. "what do you say to matching necklaces?"
- ̗̀ venti ̖́-
it's particularly windy on some days – no thanks to the archon of winds himself. even with the tiniest pinches of mischief in his pockets, venti will summon gusts to furl through your hair and ruffle your attire, grinning from ear to ear in the meanwhile.
a harmless tune, he'll insist, even at the expense of the pout that'll mar your visage. but he relents eventually, satisfying his mild weather-making hobby and your discomfort by settling his beret on your head. you're surprised at the gesture, and the winds around you seem just slightly more comforting than before.
"why can't you just," you motion vaguely with your hands, and venti rests his chin in his palm. "move them around us . . . ?"
"ah," he theatrically mulls over your suggestion, aquamarine eyes twinkling with sentiment that you can't quite place. he eventually shrugs, and strums his lyre absentmindedly with his free hand. the gusts pick back up, ghosting along your arms this time. "i could, but then i wouldn't have a good reason to do this."
breezes bite at your skin, and you shake your head, uncertain of the meaning to his reasonings . . . but the gales only swim around your arms. venti's beret is right on your head, safe from the wind, and venti beams at the puzzled look you give him.
"you look cold! why don't you take this~"
with all casualty that uniquely belongs to him, venti unbuttons the clasp of his cape, and slips it from his figure. before you can protest, he has it fastened around your neck, bow prim and straight as the thick fabric envelops your body. instantly, the gales that aggravated you so much before are now a faint worry, and you're shielded from the drafts that comb across windrises's fields.
"you look much better now!" venti, oh, venti. he's so pleased with himself at his scheme, and it prompts you to ignore the nuisances of his ministrations. setting down his lyre, the bard leans his head until he rests himself comfortably in the crook of your neck, other arm wrapped around your back.
"ah, now i'm cold. do you think there's room in that cape for me t– "
- ̗̀ xiao ̖́-
the concept of sharing his clothes with you –ornaments he's worn into battle, even if eons ago– seems off, in his opinion. your interest in them is unexpected, to say the least, and it's only in calm nights when you venture to inquire about them.
to his credit, xiao attempts to indulge you.
his hands are . . . hesitant, to say the least. they flutter against your skin after he removes his amulet from his throat, and clasps it shut at the nape of your neck. the jewels and dagger are pointed against your skin, and inwardly, the adeptus cringes at the thought of someone else seeing you in it.
"there's not much meaning behind it. mortals might find it pretty, however . . . nevermind."
he truly doesn't understand your fascination, or your curiosity, with it. why would you even want to look at something tainted with war and loss, and much less wear it?
xiao removes it from you as soon as you're done . . . admiring? it. he strives to subdue the bubbling unease that festers in his chest. your sweet being doesn't need to be weighed down with his karma.
but you're a bold thing, aren't you? tugging at his sleeves and asking about his mask. visibly, xiao wrinkles his nose at your request. arguably, it's symbolically much worse than his amulets, and he has half the mind to chide you for your forwardness.
he opens his mouth, but you beat him, for once. "wanna . . . know what it's like for you to hide yourself, xiao."
he's not sure if he should be insulted by your abrupt presumptions, or stirred by the compassion that soothes from your voice. hiding? that's probably how you comprehend it, but . . . xiao contemplates silently, leaving you to fidget while he thinks.
the adeptus heaves a sigh. wordlessly, he unclips his mask from his belt, and sits across from you on the mattress.
"close your eyes," his voice doesn't shake, although his throat trembles. you listen, and when xiao draws away, he sees . . .
the quietude overwhelms the remainder of the night. when the moon is hung in the sky and clouds obscure the stars outside, you swear you feel xiao's hold around your waist tighten.
- ̗̀ zhongli ̖́-
once upon a rainy day, zhongli gets the inkling that you might not have an umbrella for the journey back to your abode. so he meets you, just in time for the end of your shift, with some shelter and a warm embrace.
each experience is a learning scenario for the old god. he isn't oblivious to common practices nowadays, and his "learning" is more so the emersion of day-to-day life. this leads to say, when you first begin shivering on your stroll back home, he's acutely aware of the couple-esque notions associated with his actions.
but all zhongli knows is that you're cold, and who would he be if he didn't take care of a loved one when they're in need?
"please, let me. i can make you something warm once we get back."
he's swift on the uptake – shrugging off his coat in elegant motions and with a roll of his shoulders, and drapes the fabric over your figure. he supplies what he hopes is a reassuring smile, despite the dreary and frigid weather out; while your shaking doesn't cease, it's quelled slightly, and zhongli takes care to rub your arms on the way back home.
zhongli lets you curl up in his coat, even when you're inside and the weather turns clearer. following his first lending, he takes careful note that you find comfort in his clothes, and imposes upon himself the responsibility of offering you bits of his attire whenever you seem stressed, tense, bothered . . . during anything unpleasant, really.
there are some days when he returns to your shared abode and finds you bundled up in his shirts. contentment settles a nest of belonging into his chest, as he finds it . . . heartening, to know that you find tranquility with him, comfortable enough to wear what he's worn of your own volition.
"ah, zhongli," you call to him one day, one of his shirts in your grasp, "could you wear this again? it doesn't –ah– smell like you anymore."
each experience is a learning scenario, indeed.
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couple costumes! (halloween special)
includes: diluc, kaeya, albedo, childe, zhongli, xiao, kazuha, scaramouche, dainsleif, and thoma!
warnings: blood mention, spoilers for diluc's backstory, spoilers for the liyue archon quest, not proofread aaaa
a/n: happy halloween to the lovelies that celebrate it!! i've been thinking about genshin men and their halloween costumes since early may so writing this was super fun for me! i hope you all enjoy, and stay safe if you're going trick or treating!! <3 (also yes this was influenced by the official halloween art for genshin mwahahaha)
a vampire + a nurse!
the classic combo!
he makes an elegant vampire, and you make a cute nurse!
diluc can and will give you his cape if you get cold at any point during the night (which just makes him look like he's wearing his every day clothes if not for the fake sharpened teeth in his mouth)
the kids that come up to your front door for candy often asked if diluc actually drank blood
and though diluc was never the type to be cheeky, he'd stroll pass the front door with a glass of wine in his hands and take a sip
(the faces of the kids are priceless and it's definitely worth your light scolding)
(reluctantly) lets you put a smidge of fake blood near his bottom lip
shyly compliments your costume subtly every 10 minutes (this boy is too scared to admit how cute you look aaaaaa)
when all the candy had been handed out, expect for his arms to never leave your body
he'll wordlessly toy with the nurse's cap on your head and wrap your glove-covered hands in his own
this vampire wants cuddles >:)
"it is a nurse's job to soothe one's ailments, isn't it? then i must ask for your company a little longer, darling."
a pirate captain + a merperson!
another classic combo!
whenever halloween rolls around, kaeya immediately jumps on being a pirate
which, to most of the mondstatian children, is no big difference since they already consider him to be a pirate captain!
he still dons his signature eye patch, only with a broad tricorne white pirate's hat decorated with a periwinkle and icy blue feather on his head, and a thick, heavy fur-trimmed white coat on his shoulders
out of suspicion, you asked him if the coat belonged to diluc since you had never seen it in your closet (and let's just say that both you and kaeya are masters of keeping secrets)
kaeya likes to gather all the mondstat orphans and lead them on a mini parade throughout town to gather candy!
it's quite cute and never fails to leave you fussing over how much of a sweetheart he is
he's got a kid on his shoulders, pretending his head is a ship's wheel, and one hand holding hoisting a sleeping child while the other is interlaced with your glitter-covered fingers
the kids like to point out how much he's always staring at you: clothed in glittery, aquamarine fabric with flowing sleeves to mimic that of a merperson (he'll laugh it off but his ears will turn beet red hehehehehe)
by the time all the children are returned home safely, he sheds himself of his pirate's coat and melts in your arms, happy to be home and safe
"won't you sing me a siren's song, dove? though i suppose i'm in no need of it; i'd jump ship for you any day."
a librarian + a witch!
when lisa first saw you two, least to say she was quite amused :)
but moving onwards, nothing much has changed about albedo only that he had put on his reading glasses and tugged a sweater vest over his white dress shirt
(you had to admit, he did fit the stereotype of a librarian in that outfit far too well)
you had asked mona to borrow her hat and complimented the look with your own homemade clothes that really brought out the witchy vibe for tonight
the main mission of halloween was to make sure klee, dressed as a ladybug, didn't accidentally wander off too far from the usual trick or treating route, and though you and albedo had to trek what felt like miles to keep up with the little bundle of energy that was klee, it was very much worth it!
you often keep klee occupied while walking through the city by pretending to do "magic" which is really just albedo using his vision and you doing all the fancy hand movements to make it look like you're the one creating geo crystals out of thin air
albedo adores just how sweet you are with klee, even allowing her to study your very well made witch's costume
he's not much for sweets but he'll stay up a bit later with you just to indulge in a bite of chocolate or two :)
"i've never studied a witch before. you may prove to be my greatest feat yet. tell me, what sorts of magic do you employ to make me love you so?"
a werewolf + a hunter!
childe is all over halloween, he loves it!
largely because it means he has an excuse to the tsaritsa to go spend time with his family and you :P
but mainly because he loves trick or treating with his siblings!
he's gone all out: a little headband made entirely by tonia with two little ears on each side, a fluffy tail belt hooked around his waist, and an (albeit) messily drawn on nose and freckles on his face by teucer
when you show up in all your hunter-costumed glory, his little siblings gather in front of their big brother and form a defensive line to guard the fierce hunter from their poor werewolf brother (they only relent when childe reassures them for the 50th time that no, he is not actually a werewolf and no, you are not actually a hunter)
the bulk of your evening is spent hand in hand with him with nostalgic smiles on your faces as you guide childe's siblings door to door and let them fill their bags with goodies
but when you do return home and all the children have gone to bed, expect to have candy eating contests with him from the candy that he collected himself (he somehow always manages to win the "who can hold the most poprocks under their tongue for the longest" somehow and you're quick to pour more down his throat if he teases you for it)
"a hunter, huh? well then, being the prey instead of the predator for once sure sounds enticing. try and keep up though, sunshine. i won't make it easy to catch me."
a dragon + a dove!
similar to diluc in that he prefers to stay in on the holidays and hand out candy!
there's no need for him to buy a costume: just stand back and watch as golden horns sprout from his head and a tail thumps wildly against the floor
though you have to remind him to keep the tail movements to a minimum when greeting the children at the door, lest the nearby parents see that it's not actually a costume
he spends majority of the evening happily handing out candy to the liyuen children with a kind smile on his face; he likes handing out candy more than he lets on
also spends majority of the evening studying the intricacies of your dove costume: from the olive branches on your head to the wings crafted of string and yarn on your back, and the flowing white cloth that hung from your skin
best be known that he's complimenting you every 5 seconds aaaaa such a gentleman!!!
he'll set aside a few of your favorite candy types and enjoy the rest of the night overlooking liyue harbor while you share treats by his side
"a dragon and a dove are both capable of soaring through the sky. but only a dove may bring peace wherever they go, and you've brought peace to me, my dearest."
the grim reaper + a devil!
xiao didn't even know what halloween was until you explained it to him
it takes lots and lots and LOOOOTS of convincing
but you and verr goldett manage to wrangle him into a black, hooded cloak and hand him a prop scythe
he's not even sure what to do at first
that's when you show up in your devil costume and take him by the hand for some candy gathering!
(you do also manage to fluster him, i mean come on! you're such a cute devil he can't help that he's all red in the face and a stuttering mess :P)
after a few rounds of knocking on doors, and receiving candy, he starts to get the hint but still can't see the necessity in it
(but since you're super happy he's here and collecting candy with you, he doesn't bring it up)
he's got a bad, bad sweet tooth and ends up really enjoying the candy he's collected
when he's had enough of stumbling from house to house, he'll teleport you back to the inn and spend the rest of the night sharing candy with your head on his shoulder
"you say these...grim reapers...they ferry souls to the afterlife? hmm...i suppose that is rather fitting- don't go dying now though. remain by my side as long as possible, mortal, even if i am a bringer of death."
a bard + a siren!
kazuha much rather prefers to find a quiet place and observe the halloween festivities from above
but with a little persuasion, he's managed to find himself in a bard's outfit with a lyre in hand
and you by his side, dressed in oceanic blues and aquatic greens to give the impression of a siren!
the two of you sit outside the door of your liyuen house, with kazuha gently strumming a festive tune on the lyre while you sing along and hand out candy to all that stop by
there are some older folk who like to come and sit nearby just to listen to kazuha's tender playing or your lovely voice :)
kazuha also finds himself getting along with the children very nicely!! he'll take any requests they might have, whether it's twinkle twinkle or a song he's never heard of (he makes it work, don't worry)
if beidou and her crew stop by, phewwww good luck keeping him from playing sea shanties
he's more than happy to oblige though!
the kids seem to love any songs he plays, and the crew members are happy with free music, sweets, and booze
he's truly grateful for all that he has
"a bard's costume is quite fitting of me, wouldn't you agree? though your lovely voice would contend with even the most hypnotic voices of a true siren, love."
two lil ghosts!
getting scaramouche to dress up for halloween is like pulling teeth
apparently he has no need for "fickle, meaningless, mortal holidays", even WITH free candy
to stop your incessant persuading, he'll do the bare minimum of cutting holes into a sheet and pulling it over his body, hat and all
but you're just happy that he's willing to participate, so you do the same!
two lil ghosties hehe :P
he won't go trick or treating, nor will he hold the bowl while you dish out candy, he'll just stand there with his arms crossed
it'll take a while but your soft palm over his tense knuckles is enough to have him relax slightly and toss candy at the faces of the children who come to your door (you scold him for calling the children "brats" and he pretends to ignore you, but doesn't call them that again)
the low effort costumes often get you made fun of by some of the teenaged kids (and you don't take it to heart because obviously, they're kids)
but scaramouche on the other hand? LIVID! will glare at them through the peepholes of his ghost-sheet costume and tug you by your hip so that your side is pressed up against him before proclaiming "this is the most superior and amazing costume ever, how dare you taunt them for their taste!"
you'll scold him for yelling at teenagers of all people, of course, but part of you is also glad that he's getting into the holiday spirit!
"what? i simply didn't want mere teenagers thinking they could walk all over my lover. now come on, we've run low on candy and i need to cut bigger holes into this goddamn sheet."
a prince + a shooting star!
another member of the "does not know what the heck halloween is" club!
also another member of the "would prefer to stay home and dish out candy" club!
but dain is so sweet, if a bit hesitant to partake in the holiday
when you asked him what he'd like to be, he merely left it up to you and trusted in your taste
so behold: dainsleif the prince! a glittering crown on his head, a fur-trimmed black and navy cape you had made yourself, and glimmering, deep azure brooch to compliment the look
if he already looked like a prince in his every day clothes, he truly embodied royalty in his costume
your costume, however, is one he can't figure out
white and baby yellow cloths hung from your skin, glittery tulle encompassed your body, and on your head laid little miniature stars that dotted themselves over your cheeks as well
"a shooting star," you answered him, and he's left all flustered and red in the face because of how absolutely adorable that idea is aawww
a bit shy and awkward to hand out the candy, but it gets easier with your hand resting on his and your words of encouragement
one of the kids looked like they were having a bad night, so dain may or may not have given them a bit extra (and struck a princely pose when they asked of him to)
he's become fond of the holiday and is already planning on what to be next year for when he hands out candy with you :)
"my love, would it be so crude as to ask if this prince might wish upon you? what's my wish you ask? i believe i'm not supposed to tell."
this is happening
thoma needs little to no convincing to dress up for halloween, he loves it!
the idea originally started as a joke during one of thoma's housekeeping classes, but it ended up growing on the two of you
so there you both stood: clad in maid dresses complete with the hairband, polished shoes, garter belt on the thigh, and ruffled skirts
"oh my, dear maid (y/n), might i help you with that?"
"but of course, maid thoma!"
you both are insufferable in the best way
as a joke, ayaka rung a bell and called for a "maid" and both of you came running in :P
ayaka and ayato usually stay at the kamisato residence to hand out candy to those who manage to trek that far
so you and thoma much rather prefer going to the smaller villages with carts full of candy and hand them out to the children in person
the kids love hearing the sound of your carts pulling up, filled to the brim with delicious treats and goodies, and you're more than happy to help thoma dish em out
by the end of the night when all the children are satisfied and your carts are empty, thoma steals you away to a hidden grove near the kamisato residence to watch the moon for a moment
and he'll pull out two of the sweets he saved particularly for this moment and revel in your shared bliss :)
"i'm already quite the housekeeper, even without the getup. though i must admit you look ever so adorable in it. i might just have to ask lady ayaka for these outfits to be mandatory uniform if it means i get to see you in it again, hehe!"
date published: october 31st, 2021
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♢ Favorite | Childe
Alternative Title: Yours
Includes: Yandere, Slightly suggestive, Cult, D//rugging, K//idnapping, S/A, N-C kissing SAGAU
Warnings: Slight perv Childe, Yandere, talks of bruises/scares, allusions to past mistreatment (verbal and physical), Childe climbs on top of you and kisses you while ur dr/ugged… so yeah idk what to tag that?
Word count: 3.2k
A/N: closeted pervs, pervs… pervs who’re obsessed with you? mhm… yes, i like that. yes. anyway, i’m working of D.V pt 2 and other stuff but yeah take this for now </3 hopefully this isn’t too messy </3
Intended for mature audiences (17+)
You wondered why you thought you had a chance in the first place – not once since you’d arrived had things gone your way, from the cruel words thrown at you in Mondstatd to the harsh blades that sliced you in Inazuma, ever since you’d arrived at Teyvat things had gone horribly wrong for you.
Now here you were, being chased by the 11th Fatui Harbinger, Tartaglia, for sins unknown to you.
You’d stumbled upon the rough edges of Dragonspine and naively ran straight into the harsh temperament of never-ending winter, hoping the ginger would simply let you be but alas, fate had different plans, and he followed you into the freezing temperatures, bow and arrow in hand.
It had been almost an hour of being lost in the hellish winter lands, but considering he’d been chasing you for days – his patience shouldn’t be surprising.
“Stop making this harder than it needs to be, pal,” Childe mocked, his voice was rough as if he was scolding a child, “you got caught, now give up… this is starting to get really annoying.”
“I normally enjoy this sort of stuff,” he sighs, his voice muffled by the softened snow and fair amount of distance you’d managed to gain, “chasing and hunting, but you… God, you… you really messed up. Showing up looking like that, acting as if you had no idea what you were doing was… disrespectful, matter of fact, that’s what you are; disrespectful and ungrateful, acting like a little kid, and that’s coming from me.”
You wanted to ask what he was talking about, scream and beg him for answers – he spoke as if he understood why you were being targeted, almost as if he wasn’t the one with a finger on a trigger waiting for your next wrong move.
Your body felt weak, you hadn’t eaten in so long — you’d been rejected food and water — your body was fatigued, you were hurting and the freezing temperatures nibbling at your exposed flesh didn’t help. For reasons unknown, as most things were around here to you, you didn’t have to sleep nor eat as often as others — being able to spend the equivalent of days without basic needs, but that doesn’t mean you weren’t growing starved and tired.
The Fatui doesn’t stop talking, he had nothing to worry about — his clothes were warm and his basic human rights had been served, not only was he ridiculously strong but he had every and all advantages over you, from a fed stomach to a good night’s rest and a weapon, you were mere child’s pray to an experienced hunter.
His words were insulting, criticizing your character – which he’d never taken the time to know, you note – to your appearance, the way you moved and acted, nothing was off the table as he tore you apart with words as he waited to rip you apart later.
Is this how you die? — you muse, you decide to tune out his sing-song voice, his words hurt and why focus on more pain when death was basically inviting you over for a cup of tea?
The thought brings tears to your eyes, tears that had been piling up since the day you’d arrive to this hell-hole, you had been home one day – playing games and enjoying life, your life, as pathetic and miserable as it may seem to some, and now you were here; being prosecuted and sentenced for a crime you didn’t even know about.
The people you’d helped, stupid, brainless string of code and characters in your stupid, time-consuming game that didn’t offer any real life consequences (that shouldn’t offer real life consequences) turned their backs on you and left you to die a slow and painful death. How pathetic.
This is how you die — you think, certain of your impending doom.
You were crying, all of your strength now concentrated in your shaking form, tears now streamed down your face – you didn’t notice too busy in your worn self pity to realize, but the harsh temperatures further dropped with the evidence of your sorrows running down your face, with every tear the mountains seemed to weep alongside you; snow now fell at a more frequent pace echoing the water dripping down your face.
“What did I do wrong…” You ask the skies, no longer caring to hide — it was inevitable that he’d find you. Your sobs grow louder the closer he gets and the quieter he becomes, soon – you couldn’t make out whatever cruel remarks he was spouting, probably busy focusing on the meek sounds escaping your weakened body trying to get this over with, he was enjoying your suffering, wasn’t he?
He stops walking (something you vaguely note, too tired to try and escape now), in mere seconds he’s standing behind the rock he’s certain you’re hiding against – all he needs to do is ambush you, strike your chest with an arrow and things would be over with, he’d be back on track to Liyue and off to his next destination. And yet, his hands trembled slightly as he gripped the wooden handle of his bow – he couldn’t bring himself to aim.
But isn’t this what he wanted? He’d asked The Tsaritsa for a longer stay in Liyue for this exact moment, he’d even followed you through Liyue and up until this damned mountain. He would have finally gotten rid of the fake God, the pest that had been making its way around Teyvat making a fool of themselves and everyone around them. He wouldn’t have been so bothered if it hadn’t been someone impersonating you, but that wasn’t the case — the idiot, the absolute bastard, had the balls to make a divine comedy of you and it made Childe sick.
And yet, as he stood above you, only a few steps away, a lift of a finger from ending your life, he couldn’t.
Something deep inside him made him stall, he didn’t understand why until you finally spoke to him for the first time in the almost three days he’d been hunting you like sport.
“At least tell me what I did to deserve this, Ajax.”
Ajax, Ajax, Ajax, Ajax, Ajax, Ajax ,Ajax, Ajax, Ajax, Ajax… you called him by his name.
No one knew his name – more like, no one should know his name, so why did you – some outlander, some weird, demented freak making a mockery of his God know his name?
He let the thoughts simmer in his head; an outlander that knew his name, that knew where they were without even looking at a map, one that navigated the hills and their surroundings like an expert, that had the soil and skies of Teyvat answer their cries, who managed to affect Dragonspine’s weather… you weren’t a freak, he realizes as horror sinks in, and he was the bastard.
He was the bastard that was about to kill God.
The realization comes to him and he almost drops to his knees, as if someone had punched the air out of his lungs, things suddenly made more sense – the reason he was so compelled to follow you, how you seemed to never run out of energy, how things always turned out in your favor even if they shouldn’t, you were God. His God. Of course he’d be moved the way he was, even if his mind didn’t know it, his spirit, his soul did, his body did.
He was about to kill God.
The only thing that had kept him going during his time inside the Abyss, the very thing that gave him hope for a better future, he had chased away and threatened.
You hear the odd sound he lets out – something between a scream and cry, a muddled laugh of pain and confusion – and you’re tempted to look around to see what had happened, you knew Childe was close, so why didn’t he just go and get it over with? Was he… was he mocking you? This had to be an attempt to make this more fun, have you crawl out of your hiding spot so he could pounce on you and kill you in the open so he’d have more space to be creative.
You still want to turn around, after all no matter what you did your fate was sealed — you obviously weren’t leaving the mountains alive, so would it really matter if he killed you against a stiff rock or soft snow? But he beats you to it and bright blue eyes meet yours much to your shock. You feel heart stop.
He doesn’t say anything, whatever episode that had previously consumed him gone, as his hand reaches out and you flinch, instinctively throwing your body back in fear, in hopes he’d leave you alone — his eyes widen and soon fill with sadness but he doesn’t take his hand back, rather, he reaches forward to pull you closer to him, his weapons are nowhere in his person as shaky hands explore you, almost as if looking for something.
He’s hugging you, and unbeknownst to you, while trying to get a feel for your body to see if the familiar warmth he’d feel whenever he acted as your vessel was there; it was, overflowing from your shaking body, further confirming that you were indeed who he thought, who he feared, you were.
“What are you…?” You want to question, your voice comes out barely a whisper above the sounds of wind pounding against the trees.
“Say it again,” he whispers, pulling you impossibly close to his body – effectively shutting you up, “say my name again, please.”
“…” You can’t move, afraid you’d upset him and cause him to shove a knife down your throat or whatever he planned to do.
“Please,” he squeezed you tighter, you choke at the sudden roughness, “I need to know if I heard you well.”
It was a lie, of course, he knew you’d said his name loud and clear, – Ajax, Ajax, Ajax… he could repeat the memory in his head forever and not get tired – with the most adorable pronunciation he’d heard, it was making him feel dirty for the thoughts that flooded his mind in regards to you. You had called him by his name in such a familiar way, a way he’d only heard in his dreams.
“Ajax?” You let out, your body was cold and you just wanted to get everything over with, “I… I called you Ajax.”
“So it is you,” he lets out, a dry laugh coming from his lips, gloved hands grip at your clothed body like a starved man, “hah… you should’ve said something sooner, it would’ve saved us so much time… your highness.”
Completely confused you try to push him off, what was he saying? Your highness? One second he was trying to kill you, then he was asking you to say his name, and now here he was – addressing you as some sort of divine figure? If this was part of his plan to torture you, it must be very effective because you’re soon growing exhausted at the way he’s acting, your time here had been pure and utter misery, and dealing with a two faced man who didnt know if he wanted you dead or close only aggravated you more.
No matter how much you tried to push him off and get him to answer your questions – mote like demands for answers, the Harbinger wouldn’t budge, instead opting to lift you off the ground and carry you. He lifted you without a warning, leaving you speechless for a good while as you try and reason what’s going on, still so caught off guard you don’t even realize you’ve asked him where you’re going until he’s giggling like a high schooler.
Your face might have been hidden under the fur jacket he was wearing, your vision being rendered useless, but you could still hear the smile, the fondness in his voice as he stated what to him must have been the most obvious matter in the world; “I’m taking you home.”
He says it like it’s some sort of joke you’re supposed to get, but you’re left to wonder what it meant as he provided no further context.
He doesn’t let you down, literally, for even a second – making the treacherous journey from your hiding spot to where he’d set up camp with little to no complaints, seemingly deep in thought at what had just transpired in the last hour, you don’t try to make conversations either as your own thoughts consume you.
“I just can’t believe it,” he mumbles, carrying you to what you presume to be his tent, “they had it all so, so wrong… hurting and attacking you, poor little thing. It’s okay, my love, I’ll make it up to you,” he doesn’t seem to expect any answers as he drones on, “so I’m going to heal you and keep you to myself while I figure out what to do with you. Doesn’t that sound nice? Your Ajax will make it all better.”
Oh how lucky he was, meeting and recognizing you before any other man or woman in Teyvat. So what if his original intentions hadn’t been as savory as he wished they had been, the past is the past and you’re safe with him now.
You’re carried inside the tent and immediately handed a bottle of warm liquid you don’t hesitate to down — you hadn’t had a drink or food in days, and even if Childe intended to dispose of you afterwards, who were you to deny yourself of being taken care of, even if it was for one last time.
There was no one around other than you two, you realize – no Treasure Hunters nor Fatui, nor guild members seemed to be nearby. But you didn’t mind, too preoccupied trying to figure out what the blue eyed man could want to do next — you’d accepted your fate but it didn’t mean it didn’t scare you.
It’s not even a few minutes later that you realize you can’t bring yourself to ask anything, your body slowly succumbing to a paralyzed state where you could only feel warmth – while there had been no previous attempts from either of you to talk, Tartaglia too busy buried in his own thoughts to speak to you now and you too scared of setting him off, you realize too late there’s a lot you want to say.
Realizing your now relaxed state (due to the concoction he had you drink earlier on - he knew you didn’t trust him enough to willingly realz around him), Ajax begins to look at your otherwise frozen body, you’re not able to resist as he slowly strips you off your clothes in favor of his spares; ones that left you exposed as he looked over and tended to your wounds, by the time he’s got to use the alcohol to disinfect the cuts on your body you’re inches away from being knocked out.
He was uncharacteristically quiet while assessing your figure, only letting out huffs and grunts when he caught sight of a particularly deep scar or bruised patch of skin he wished he didn’t have to see. He took the moment of silence to think, you must have suffered greatly in the last few months you’d been stranded here – alone, hated, feared, it must have been hellish. The severity of his actions slowly dawned on him, he’d been brash – he hadn’t taken the chance to properly asses you, out of everyone, he should have been the one to quickly notice who you were; he’d been surrounded by imagery and depictions of you for so long, he’d dedicated so much of himself to you and yet, when he stood in front of you for the first time, he acted harshly and like a savage.
His heart aches and he hoped you were as benevolent as he remembered you being, he would work himself to his bones if it meant earning your forgiveness and favor once more.
“I can’t believe they would’ve done this to you, my love,” he finally breaks the silence, caressing your exposed collarbone, a fire now burned in the tent granting his face a gentle orange glow as the sun began to set, “I’ll take you to Liyue where I can heal you better, maybe find a doctor who can do a better job than me, but we’ll be leaving for Snezhnaya soon after you’re better so you can meet… my boss, I’m sure she’ll be ecstatic to finally meet you.”
His voice holds no strong emotion, he can’t bring himself to forgive his actions — he’d been so childish, you probably hated him.
The thought struck his heart cold, you hated him. How was he supposed to live if you hated him?
“I am sorry,” he whispers, finally making eye contact with you, his fingers caressed your skin as if you were made of fine glass, afraid you’d break further if he applied too much pressure, “I acted out, I was stupid, and I hurt you.”
Your eyes were glazed, your head felt like it was floating – but you could still register his words, and maybe it was because he was the first person who’d treated you well, like you were a human, or maybe it was because you were too high off whatever substances was now flowing through your body but you spoke (even though it was too much effort for you to try and say anything too long).
“I… forgive you.” You let out a broken smile, muscles too tired to try anything that looked, well, good but your words were enough for him.
“You’re too kind to me,” he mumbles, slowly intertwining his fingers with your own – ecstasy slowly pumping through his veins as your words settle in, “I’m so lucky to have such a kind God,” he whispers into the crook of your neck, “so let me make it up to you, my providence.”
“Before that though, I…” He pauses, if he took you to Snezhnaya you’d be able to be protected by the Fatui and Her Excellency, you’d help bring their plan to life faster than ever — you’d be able to enact your just revenge with the Fatui by your side, with him as your second in command, however he could always… “I need to make sure I’m your favorite, don’t you think? I still need to make up for what I’ve done.”
God, was he a selfish bastard — but you’d forgive him, wouldn’t you? You’d already forgiven him for being so cruel to you, you’d forgive him for being selfish too, right?
His cheeks earn a sudden pink tint, your favorite; you’d love him, you’d adore him – you’d rule over the land with him by your side, he’d be everything you’d ever need in a partner, in a man.
Once you’d regained your strength, you’d shower him in love, you’d ravage him with gifts, you’d dedicate yourself to him, you might even allow him a chance to worship your body — give him the privilege to explore and devote himself to you like no other had done before. He’d become your most loyal follower, your most treasured creations, he’d become yours. Sure, he would still have The Tsaritsa to serve but when even she worshiped you, she’d understand. He could become a bargaining chip, he’d become yours – your knight in shining armor, in exchange for your help.
There were so many ways he could become yours, he felt a perverted shiver run down his spine.
Hah… he really wanted to be your favorite, to be yours.
They’d all treated you so badly up until he came, he was the first to realize who you were and your worth so surely that allowed him some leeway to cement himself as yours, only yours and only for you.
He slowly climbed above your dizzied body, leaning down to press a soft trail of kisses down your cheeks, his hands still entangled with yours. A soft moan leaves your mouth, earning you a groan from the man, if only you knew how much he had waited for this moment.
“Mmh, ah,” a trail of saliva connects the flushed skin of your neck to his tongue as he speaks, “let me be yours, I’ll…,” a lick is planted near your ear and Childe can’t help but groan at the taste – you were so addicting, “I’ll make it up to you… I’ll become your favorite.”
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character(s) of your choice + reader lost in costco/ikea. the problem is..which one is lost while the other either tries to find them or gives up and keeps shopping (*cough scara *cough) my brain just went and im in love with this idea now no takebacks 😡😡-📡
— [ 🎞 ] GETTING LOST IN IKEA ! you dumb bitch
KAEYA calls out for you, and you’re not there 🤨⁉️ he was literally getting you a new bed because he railed the shit out of you how tf can u walk away like that 🤬‼️ and then he finds you in some random playhouse with this persons kid playing house which is lowkey cute 😋 then he fights the kid for your love, “THATS MY SPOUSE LOSER.. you’ll find the one when you get older ☺️ so don’t hit on mine 🤬‼️”
DILUC is paranoid. Yes, he’s your neutral and calm alpha daddy hybrid bf 🙄‼️BUT‼️ man has abandonment issues ugh so hot 😍😍 and he reruns the cart back until he finds you passing the speed limit probably accidentally running a kid over like once ❓ next time he takes you shopping he dumps you by into the cart because he’s scared to lose you 🤨⁉️ we know it’s not because “you’re not responsible to be left on your own 🤬”
ALBEDO just buys the furniture and looks for you later 💀💀 “it’s convenient?” WHERE ARE YOUR PRIORITIES 🤬🤬‼️ klee and you started hiding as a joke and then klee started crying because he didn’t come back like the poo poo head he is 🙁 and it was getting dark and that’s how he found you two, klee crying for him and you blaming him ‼️he ties a kids leash to the cart next time but you need it more probably 😰 family man drools 😍
VENTI is only looking because he has to pay and you have the card 😰⁉️ he knows everyone in the store for some goddamn reason 💀💀 AND THATS HOW HE TRACKS YOU DOWN.. even tho he had small talk with 500 people 😒😒 mf added stuff to the cart you guys didn’t even need.. and you have to pay for it…🙁 tough being a sugar daddy🙄‼️ anyways ignore him for that for a while he deserves it 🤬‼️ tf you talking about band to⁉️unloyal whore 🤬🤬‼️‼️
ZHONGLI forgets you tbh. He just keeps buying shit, jars on sale, without YOU 😧‼️he has no self control without you it’s insane 😰😰 It’s only till he’s actually at the register, HE REALIZES UR NOT THERE 💀💀 Venti is bad but he’s worse, and he goes on the open mic saying shit like “you’re his love🥺🥺he’s sorry, please come to cashier 5 ty 🥺🥺” mf SHUT UP 🤬it does not take an hour to say cashier 5 ⁉️
THOMA just goes around the store calling your name ‼️such a gentleman <33 nvm HE YELLS UR NAME LOUD AND IT IS LOUDD 😭😭 HES INTERNALLY PANICKING AND SMILING AND ITS SO AWKWARD.. he then resorts to calling all his friends to get looking for you, everyone is in every department of the building searchin 😰😰 and you were finding this last furniture you and thoma needed to finish his furniture set.. which is sweet but never leave him alone 🙄‼️ thats like leaving a big dog outside 😰⁉️
CHILDE is looking aisle through isle, and then remembers his siblings play with the kids room all the time‼️ bc same they’re so cool 🤝🤝 he goes there, and you’re not there 😰⁉️ BUT your looking at this bedroom ‼️ then this ikea mf says “this bedroom is perfect for newlyweds 😋” and then you hear childe say, “yeah, our house needs something a bit more simpler for our baby’s safety!” bitch what baby 😰⁉️impregnate me 😍😍
SCARAMOUCHE leaves you and doesn’t know until you come home from a cab. He MAY ‼️MAY may may have known.. but forgot when he paid.. and took the car.. 😋 mf okay you forgot he was there because he’s like how old and 5’3 😍⁉️you go to a friends to sleep over instead of with him 🙄‼️ do that for a while and he’ll whine at you to come back home like the bitch boy he is 😒😒
XIAO thinks you got kidnapped and just resorts to 911. RIGHT AWAY😰⁉️ NOT EVEN A SECOND THOUGHT 😭😭“yeah my lover got kidnapped while we were shopping,” and then the mf cops pull out 💀💀 YOU WERE JUST SHOPPING FOR A NEW TABLE BECAUSE XIAO.. PUT HIS FIST DOWN TOO HARD DURING A GAME.. and oh no‼️ your table .. it’s BROKEN 🤬🤬‼️‼️ but it’s okay he pays for your table😍‼️
KAZUHA wanders around trying to find you and he ends up getting lost himself in the bottom floor?? SO NOW HES THE LOST ONE😰⁉️⁉️ You two don’t ⁉️ NEED TO GO TO TJE SECOND FLOOR 🤬🤬‼️ you end up finding him yourself asking him to move so you can grab the cutlery and he acts as YOU WERE THE ONE LOST.. Mf you were the one looking on all floors.. you said you only needed to buy forks on the second floor.
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— genshin boys as your college roommates who are head over heels in love with you
ೃ ft. childe, diluc, kaeya, zhongli, and xiao x gn! reader
ೃ 400-600 words per character! ♡
ೃ warnings: mention of alcohol drinking ( but aside from that, just lots and lots of fluff!)
ೃ this is my very first writing contribution to the genshin fandom, so i hope everyone likes it! after 5 months of playing genshin, i think it’s safe to say my brainrot for it has finally consumed me and i’m confident enough to brew something up! <3
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– You and Childe are the perfect embodiment of the best friends to roommates trope. Whenever you wanna sleep in for 5 minutes more and you’re about to run late for your first class, Childe never fails to slowly drag you out of your bed, laughing as he does so. “Wake up sunshine!” is the first thing you always hear in the morning and you don’t complain if you get to hear his smexy voice anyway. He is a confident flirt and is not afraid to show you how much he cares or how much he pines over you.
– He’s always always there to save the day. There was a time when your classmates stood you up on the group project you were making, and guess who comes up to you with glitter, glue, and colored paper? Childe, of course! He stayed up until the wee hours of the night with you just so he can help you finish it. He even promises to set things in a “very civil way” with your absolute jerk groupmates the very next day. You practically hang out with him 24/7 as most of the time he just barges in your shared apartment with some amusement park tickets on hand or to some expensive yoga or judo class. There’s never a dull moment with him and with each passing day, the more you fall harder for him.
– After a morning jog with him and seeing cute little dogs frolicking around with their married owners, Childe suddenly had the urge to adopt a dog with you. But, due to a no pets rules established by the landlord, the two of you opt to owning hamsters instead! Childe named his hamster, narwhal (after his favorite animal of course!) whereas you named yours bunny, to match his irrelevant pet name picking. your hamsters both share the same house/cage and even they are pining over each other.
– His siblings visit a lot, especially Teucer. At this point, there was never a day the little boy didn’t ask when are you and Childe going to finally become “playground playmates” (a term for lovers that they use in second grade apparently) since the two of you are living with each other and seem so close. Childe is always able to successfully change the topic and shift away from talking about the shared feelings that the both of you have for each other. But, alas, the day had finally came to be and during your monthly trip to the amusement park, Childe confidently confesses to you on top of the ferris wheel.
“So... everyone in my life knows that you’re my best friend. Yea, that’s pretty cool and all but... Can we be more than just that (Y/N)? Is there hope if I think there could be something between us?”
– Diluc is your posh and rich roommate who sounds and looks too good to be true. The fact that you’re roomies with the literal heir to the country’s biggest wine and beverage company sounds like something straight out of a fanfic. But, it was of his volition to decide to live in a penthouse near Teyvat University. It was the doings of his step-brother Kaeya who tricked him into getting a roommate so that he won’t be alone for the rest of his college years... aaand that’s where you come in. practically barged into his life, but, you were a blessing. an angel sent from the skies.
– He’s quite cold and unapproachable at first, only greeting you whenever he sees you but never bothered to engage in small talk with you. Even if the both of you go to the same university. It wasn’t until your second month as roommates, when you accidentally had too much to drink after a friends’ night out. You come home to see him in the living room, drinking grape juice from a wine glass, and watching a rerun of Hannah Montana. You practically collapse at the front door, he rushes to you and helps you up as you drunkenly confess to him in tears how you wanted to become much closer to him especially since the two of you are going to spend the rest of your college years together. That was when Diluc realized how distant and aloof he’s been and vows to make it up to you.
– Diluc is very talented. Albeit in very discreet way, he makes sure to make use of his talents especially if it’s an opportunity to make memories with you. He is an amazing cook as much as he tries to deny it, He’s a secret virtuoso caught in 4k when you impulsively bought a guitar one time and you asked if he knows how to play, and he does so well. He practically serenades you in the most non-obvious way possible. Lastly, He’s very athletic. You invited him to play tennis one time, betting that if he won, you would do his bidding for the rest of the week. Before you could even blink, he wins. His “punishment” for you was that you accompany him in binge-watching TV Dramas. Grey’s Anatomy and Downtown Abby are just some of the shows the two of you would watch. It is absolutely adorable seeing him so invested in these dramas. and since the next on Diluc’s list were sit-coms, you were preparing yourself to answer his questions on the context of jokes that he didn’t get. In a poor attempt to flirt with you, he calls out your name and recites in the most Joey Tribbiani voice he could muster, “How you doin?” You were laughing so so hard that night because his pick up line actually worked on you and suddenly your realizations came full circle: you were very much in love with him too.
– His naturally cool yet shy nature had always gotten the best of him. He’s always wanted to ask if you wanted to carpool with him to school. Riding with him in his Tesla sportscar that goes 150 Mph? Heck yeah. However, it took quite a while before he could muster up the courage to ask you (4 months of being roommates until he finally popped the question) Since then, the two of you go home to and from University whenever you had similar schedules. Ever since then, Diluc had began to soften. His cold and hard facade slowly melted. Asking if you could help tie his floofy red hair then he’d let you play with it and let you style it in different ways. He takes you out on café dates during lunch breaks and take you out to watch a movie after both of your late night lectures. Everyone in campus thinks the two of you are practically together at this point. All that was left was to bare your feelings with one another through a fumbling and awkward confession.
“Words cannot not suffice these feelings I’ve been harboring for you since the very beginning. I L-like you a lot. Do you feel the same way too?”
- Everyone loves Kaeya. Your friends and family, The School Faculty, The owner of the Convenience Store from down the street, The old lady who lives next door, The little kids from down the hall, and even the angry brown poodles from the farthest apartment to your right absolutely loved him. it was hard to keep up with having a roommate that not only were you crushing so hard on, but also had such a vibrant social life. Kaeya interacts and socializes with a lot of people and he admits that it does tend to get tiring at times. But, if these sacrifices lead to coming home to his cute roommate who has captivated his heart since Day 1, then it’s all worth it.
— Despite how warm and friendly he may seem, Kaeya is a very private person. He’s brought two or three friends like Jean, Lisa, Albedo, or Rosaria. But, only to discuss school affairs. He wasn’t the kind of person who trusts others easily, even if he was giving off the impression that he was a trustworthy and reliable person himself. He’d much rather spend time with you on days off from school. He may be a party guy on the outside (he insists he does it for future connections when he graduates) but he’s quite a homebody. Kaeya is the type to watch korean dramas and anime with you, go on late night convenience store cravings, and these always resulted in a perfect evening spent with him. When the both of you are fully immersed into the anime and things get a bit cozy, you rest your head on his shoulder, huddling for warmth.
— Kaeya would always come home with a little something for you. May it be take-out food, A trinket, a board game, an accessory, and even skincare products. The indigo-haired man is very particular about self-care and you bet that he’s bought different kinds of face masks, ointments, and even matching cute headbands just for the two of you! He’s very flamboyant and flirts with you a lot. Trying to impress you with pick up lines and suggestive jokes, but you always thought that he was just joking around because that was always a part of his personality. It was always a part of him. For Kaeya on the other hand, it seems to him that you don’t take him seriously and it's possible that you don’t return his feelings at all. He had to set things straight and it didn’t take long until Kaeya found the perfect opportunity to do so.
— With the help of practically everyone in the apartment, Kaeya is about to surprise you with a candle-lit dinner up on the apartment rooftop. His sly smooth-talking quickly convinced you that the both of you were just going to go out on your nightly convenience store trips. Your curiosity grows when he takes you by the hand, covering you with a blindfold, and whispering to your ear, “Do you trust me?” Gripping onto his hand tightly, the both of you go up some stairs and you reply, “Yes Kaeya, I do.” He slowly uncovers the shield from your eyes and your eyes sparkle at the sight of the candle-lit dinner, complete with jazz music, and a romantic view of the city.
“(Y/N)... You are the most precious person to me. I hope you can take me seriously, especially my feelings. I am saying this with my heart in my hand and with nothing but genuine love in my soul.”
— Zhongli is truly husband material. You’re saying this as his friend, as his roommate, and as someone who’s absolutely smitten over him. He’s a third year environmental archaeology student at Teyvat University. Gentle, kind, and has nothing but wise and intelligent things to say. your lovestruck self can’t help but just admire him from afar, not knowing that he too has been entranced by you ever since you moved in.
—He's always the first to wake up in the morning. The first thing he does is make you a cup of coffee. He's got your favorite memorized, (Coffee with cream. Not to sweet and not too bitter.) The both of you own matching mugs, (written in colored scribbled letters, “The Wise Roommate” for Zhongli and “The Cute Roommate” for you.) He always wants to spend his free mornings with you. Both of you have different schedules so you never see each other at Campus and this was the only blissful time of the day you can spend with one another. Once you get home for dinner, (Zhongli is always the first to get home if he doesn’t stay too long at the library or strolling around the city) If it’s your turn to cook or if it’s his, he never forgets to brew you oolong tea after dinner. A perfect chance for the two of you to just talk the night away and engage in deep and meaningful conversations.
—Zhongli fell in love with you because you just quietly listen to him. Sometimes, you would share your thoughts and insights, even sharing your own personal knowledge that Zhongli had not known prior. You were one of the very few people in his life whom he could talk about absolutely anything with. Well, who wouldn’t listen to a handsome man who has a voice as smooth as butter? He is very passionate about his studies. Taking a lot of extra courses and spending a lot of money on his research. and so, most of the time, he spends all of his Mora on his extra studies (excluding the money he needs to pay for rent) and other interesting antiques. You understood why though. So, instead, you ask him to accompany you to do mundane chores. Going grocery shopping, doing the laundry and cleaning the apartment. He always helps in any way he can. The prying eyes of people around you and the old lady fr next door boldly coming up to you to ask if you and Zhongli were a married couple. You blush profusely whereas Zhongli coolly denies the woman's claims. It hurt quite a little but who were you to complain?
— It was during one of your night strolls with Zhongli. He had invited you out after dinner under the guise of wanting to have some fresh air and find a clear spot for the fireworks from a nearby festival. Your heart was thumping loudly to a non-existent rhythm, blissfully unaware that Zhongli was feeling a burst in his chest too. He clears his throat and his shoulders straighten. Zhongli puts his hand on your shoulder and breathes deeply. His cool and gentlemanly aura still radiating off of him as always. A wonderful array of colors fill the sky as his lips began to form the words he's always wanted to say:
"Tonight is beautiful isn't it? I thought that this would be the perfect time to open my heart up to you... You are a diamond in the rough that few see the beauty of. My beloved– Will you accept my feelings?
— Having a popular twitch streamer as your roommate was a one in a million chance. Especially if you’re not even an influencer or internet figure yourself. But, how did this come to be? Why have you developed a crush on Xiao aka VigilantYaksha without knowing who he was? A gamer with over 6 million followers on different social media platforms? Simple, a high-end apartment near Teyvat University had a special discount if you were willing to be roommates with someone. It’s an amazing deal, near your school, cost-efficient, and you believed the 10% chance of scoring a hot roommate as seen on reality TV and romantic comedies. It was like rolling through a Gacha Game and getting a 5 star character. As that “character” is soon to be revealed as Xiao.
— Things started off rocky at first. On your first day, he flatly welcomed you by the door, introduced himself, then quickly retreated back to his room. As soon as you locked eyes with him, he gave off a certain cold and unfriendly aura. You wanted to get to know him better. Maybe with a little love and care, he could open up to you and you could become friends! That same day, you had mistakenly thought of your room as his and you walked in on him streaming a horror game. He wasn’t spooked by the jumpscares. But instead, he was looking at you in horror because you’ve just exposed yourself to thousands of people. You wave at the camera, apologize, and left. Since then, his fans, (called the Anemo Tofus) have been shipping the two of you together. Creating fanfiction and fanart of Xiao and the mysterious roommate that accidentally walked in on him. They practically begged Xiao to at least talk a little bit about you, to which, he declined. When you surprised him with dinner (as a little treat since this was your first week with him) He sits across the table from you, his eyes gazing deep into yours, as he pops the question, in a very tsundere tone: “Would you like to appear in my streams? T-the Anemo Tofus wanna learn more about you. B-but, if you don’t want to, it’s alright! You don’t have to-” You cut him off before he could continue his doubts, “Xiao! What are you saying? I’d love to!”
— There was something blossoming between the two of you after that particular dinner with him. Starting with your first “roommate video” that you had thought of when you were brainstorming for video ideas. It was an Almond and Mapo Tofu mukbang whilst the two of you answered questions from fans! The viewers noticed how visibly comfortable he was around you despite his usual reserved attitude. He was cracking up a lot more sarcastic and self-deprecating jokes whilst Tofu filled both of your mouths. Outside of the confines of social media and inside the comfortable space that was your apartment, you and Xiao grew closer. Wearing matching hoodies, going on midnight snack runs, playing in arcades, and stargazing with him up on the rooftop as you contemplate about life and talk about the mysteries of the universe. There were times when you would stay up late doing school works and would accidentally fall asleep on the sofa. Xiao would come out of room because he periodically had cases of insomnia. When he sees you on the sofa, he can’t help but smile at your sleeping figure and admire your beauty. First. he brings all your clutter back to your room then slowly picks you up from the couch, into his arms, and brings you back to your room. He places a blanket on top of you and your stuffed plushies next to you so you can hug them any time.
— On a particular night, you fell asleep on the sofa once again and begun to have recurring nightmares. Xiao was there to witness you whimpering, muttering to yourself, and shivering to a mental image that he could not see. (He wishes he could erase all the pain that these nightmares were giving you) You subconsciously grab onto his hand, murmuring to yourself: “Xiao, please don’t go.” He whispers back, “I won’t.” Your nerves slowly relax when you feel the Yaksha squeezing himself to lie next to you on the couch. Holding onto your arm, he continues to reassure you that it was going to be okay. You grab onto him, hugging him from behind. He feels your heartbeat revert back to it’s normal pace and you return back to your peaceful slumber. “I’ll always be here for you, (Y/N). I’ll be here to protect you. Forever and always.” Turning to you to plant a kiss on your forehead, you nestle your head on Xiao’s chest. He watches as you cling to him for love and warmth until he is slowly whisked away by his weariness, rewarded with a peaceful sleep he hasn’t felt in a while.
“And they were roommates.”
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next door neighbours | childe (1k event)
contains: milf!reader, modern!au, neighbour au, face sitting, age-gap (2-5 years?), riding, squirting, cream pie, childe cannot handle milf pussy, overstim.
note: did this instead of my chemistry assignment pls enjoy to the best of your abilities or else i’m gonna be sad lol <3 (rbs appreciated)
see my 1k event for other characters!!
mmmm cute neighbour childe who seems to have a teeny crush on you. can anyone blame him for being infatuated with the beautiful woman next door? you’re just so sweet — flashing him an award winning smile when you see him pull up in his driveway while you’re tending to your flower beds. he could’ve sworn that he was tired after a day of work — but upon seeing you in your pretty outfit and sun hat, he feels almost brand new.
ahhh and he mentally curses himself when he rushes back into his home after returning your wave instead of initiating a conversation; but little does he know that you don’t miss the blush dusted across his face just before he leaves. you find him so cute — he wears his emotions on his face yet he can’t even tell how obvious it is that he wants to fuck the older woman next door.
neighbour!childe who makes presence more known once he over hears from neighbourhood gossip that you’re single, waking up at absurd times for an early morning run just to have an excuse to see you in your tight sundress right after you drop your kid off at the bus. you almost always happen to catch him every time, stopping him to say a quick good morning; he feels like he’s on cloud nine when you touch his bicep after laughing at one of his jokes, looking up at him through your lashes — so much so that his pants happen to grow tighter at the sight.
neighbour!childe who’s so much more bold from that point on, even subtly shows off to you. asks if you need help with your flat tire and dresses down to his tank top to fix your engine like it’s no big deal; he looks so yummy, a faint sheen of sweat over his arms from the sun and flecks of oil staining his shirt — makes your mind wander for a liiitle bit before he calls out to you for the wrench. ah, but you’re a little bit lost because there are so many different ones — you’re unsure. so you’ll softly call out his name, and he really isn’t prepared for the sight that he’s met with; you’re hovering over him with your chest practically in his face, complaining about how you didn’t know which wrench to choose — but childe can’t hear a single word. he’s all too focused on the outline of your hardened nipples against the fabric of your shirt, almost swears that he can feel his mouth pooling with saliva after noticing your pretty tits; he’d rather die than take his eyes off of them.
he just loves doing things for you, helps with building a little play set for your kid, heavy lifting, anything — you just name it. and his ears always seems to burn red at the slightest bit of praise and thanks, like he’s waited his whole life to hear those words from you.
neighbour!childe who goes haywire when you invite him for dinner to keep you company. he knows that it’s because your kid is with their grandparents — but his mind just can’t help its wandering. he’ll take the initiative to help you out in the kitchen, pan frying your dinner for you to watch; he can’t say that it doesn’t boost his ego how you marvel over it. mmm and his voice will crack for a moment when you get closer for a better view because you don’t seem to notice how your chest presses up against his bare arm — ah, but he won’t say a word because he doesn’t mind <3
and he’ll act just like a messy virgin when you ask him teach you his cooking techniques, stumbling over his words as he hovers behind you. he doesn’t even realize how coy you’re being, hiding your smile as you pretend to listen to his words, acting like you can’t feel the heavy bulge poking at your ass. maybe you’ll elicit a groan or two from him when you gently meet his body — poor childe is so eager, grinding his hips into your backside and digging his face into your neck to steady his breathing.
neighbour!childe who’s so much more straightforward, hands exploring your body as he begs you to sit on his face with a boyish grin, but who are you to decline? he’ll messily bunch up your dress despite your complaints about getting it wrinkled and pull you down onto his face. ahh and he’s so welcoming, sighing as his tongue slips past your folds and laps at your pretty cunt. and please grind yourself down onto him, it’s all he can ask for; seeing you tilt your head back as you whine for more, tits spilling out of your clothes for you to grab. he’ll subconsciously grind his hips into nothing, cock straining further against his pants as he tongue fucks you while caged between your thighs.
and he’s so happy seeing you like this; a moaning mess as you twitch and writhe in his hold, dragging yourself so that your clit periodically brushes against the tip on his nose. you make such a mess, dragging out his name as your juices coat the lower half of his face, and he can only look at you with eyes full of adoration.
you think his cock is so pretty too <3 stained with precum and slightly red – you almost drool at the sight. he'll be watching with wide eyes as you grab a hold of it, lining him up with your soaked cunt as you hover over him – and he almost feels his soul leave his body as you drag his tip across your folds for good measure, tilting his head back as he feels a low groan bubbling up from his throat.
neighbour!childe who can only keep his eyes on the place where your bodies meet as you bounce yourself on him, your fingertips digging reddened crescents into his shoulders to steady yourself. your walls squeeze him so well — there’s a translucent ring around the base of his length, and it only grows thicker as you drop down on him. ah, but he can’t help his overthinking: where should he put his hands? what if he cums too early? so much to consider! but you manage to take away his worries, making his mouth part as you take a hand away from his shoulder to rub your sensitive clit. you look so pretty, eyes half lidded as you use his cock — what more could he ask for?
you sound so angelic as you reach your peak, whining for more as you catch his lips in a sloppy kiss. it doesn’t take long before you’re gushing over his lap, choking back a sob as you slump against his chest. your thighs are burning at this point, can’t go anymore — but you don’t need to worry your pretty head, childe will do everything else! <3 he’ll keep you barred to his chest and try to steady himself — head still in a daze from your cunt — before he grabs hold of your ass and pistons into you himself. and he hits it so good, drags against that one spot that you had a hard time doing yourself, makes you moan into his shoulder.
he almost goes crazy at how you flutter around him, mumbling on about how good you feel — but you can’t even register it, let alone think about anything that isn’t his cock. mmm and he’s so audible about how he’s about to cum, breathing going erratic as his pace falters — tell him to stay inside and he’s all yours, holding you close to him and burying his face into your skin as he cums; so much so that it manages to slowly seep out.
neighbour!childe who makes you think that it wouldn’t hurt to keep him around for a little longer <3
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calling him by the wrong name prank
DILUC, KAEYA, XIAO, ZHONGLI, CHILDE — gn!reader
genre/warnings: fluff(?), a little jealousy, mentions of cheating (though it never actually happens), mild swearing in zhongli and childe’s.
notes: reblogs help me tons, pls n ty :3 ack and i apologize, kaeya’s is a bit shorter than i’d like
diluc lifted his head and looked around the tavern for the cryo wielder. angel’s share wasn’t open yet, so he wasn’t really sure how kaeya had gotten in.
that is until diluc noticed you were looking at him and not at kaeya.
“come again, love?”
“oh! i meant diluc, sorry.” you said, even though there were only faint traces of sincerity. “anyway, do you think that we can-”
diluc’s stare was cold and unfeeling. you supposed that he was never overly kind to anyone, but then again he looked a lot more intimidating now than he usually was. he never broke eye contact, and even when you slouched and looked down, his eyes bore into you.
“why did you call me that?”
when you looked back up at him, you found that his jaw was set and he was white-knuckling the cloth he used to clean glasses.
“diluc, it was just a prank,” you laughed. “kaeya did put me up to it though.”
“i’ll kill him.” diluc said, a soft smile reaching his lips. the tension in his shoulders visibly dissipated.
you just laughed at diluc, knowing that he was joking. he gave you a fond smile from across the counter, though you didn’t see it.
venti had walked in a few moments before diluc’s last comment, quiet in order to not interrupt the both of you. the door made a small sound as it closed, but other than that, the bard was quiet as he observed.
you knew a lot of things about diluc, probably more than most others he was close with, but yet there was still one thing you hadn’t noticed. one thing that seemingly everyone else had.
the way he looked at you whenever you weren’t looking at him was... well, venti could write thousands of limericks that could never describe the emotion held in the diluc’s eyes, paired with the seemingly unconscious smile on his lips.
venti supposes that a more diluted version of it would be “love”.
“oh, diluc, i’ve been meaning to-”
kaeya didn’t miss a beat. just as quickly as his heart had sunk, he was speaking, “you know that i’m kaeya, right? your lover?”
you gave him a smile. it seemed innocent of course, as though you hadn’t just been the cause of the pain in his chest and the lump in his throat.
“your only lover, right?”
you frowned at that, and you began to regret saying it. studying his face, you found his eyebrows pinned in worry — or was it fear? — and glassy eyes.
“of course, kaeya. i was just kidding, actually it was diluc’s idea. you know that i would never do... that to you.”
he nodded and stepped towards you, then wrapped his arms around you. he held you close to his chest as he pressed a kiss to your head.
“i know. i love you.”
“i love you too, kaeya.”
“of course you do, dove. c’mon, let’s see if we can go home early tonight, how’s that?” kaeya said, smiling at you.
you smiled at him and nodded, taking his hand as you walked home.
“zhongli!” you cheered happily, making your way over to xiao. “i found... what?”
xiao normally looked tense whenever he wasn’t tucked away and hiding from humans, and sometimes even when it was just him he was on edge. but you swear you see his body freeze.
it reminded you of a dog raising it’s hackles, as though you could see xiao building his walls back up again.
you regretted your choice to play this prank on him. however, before you could explain yourself he was gone.
from the top of wangshu inn, xiao was replaying the short conversation in his mind. verr goldet had mentioned to him before about how protective he could be of you, though he couldn’t be sure if he was over reacting.
much worse thoughts were running through his mind, but tried to convince himself that it was just how much time you’d spent with zhongli lately... right? even then, could you really get your lover and your friend mixed up so easily?
you knew xiao. you knew where he would be. though tedious and painstakingly slow, you were climbing on the roof of wangshu inn.
until you weren’t.
“you’re going to get hurt like that. you’ll fall.” xiao said, his voice was stern but he wouldn’t make eye contact with you.
it took you a few moments to register that xiao was the reason you were now suddenly in the kitchen. no one was here to see him, and yet you could see how on edge he looked.
“i didn’t... it was supposed to be a prank, you know i’m not like that.” you said it as though you were testing your waters, a little unsure of yourself.
he swallowed thickly and cleared his throat. “then... you...” xiao always seemed confident when he spoke. he always used a tone that showed he was sure of himself. this time, however, he sounded lost. “are you sure?”
“of course i am, i promise. i love you, xiao.”
he narrowed his eyes as though he was trying to decipher something. “i... i love you too.”
“oh, childe, do- I mean, zhongli, do you think i should get this?” you asked, holding some sort of elixir neither of you could identify.
childe and you had been spending more and more time with each other as of late due to something you were supposed to be investigating, but somehow you’d managed to befriend the harbinger.
and of course childe had given you the idea, telling you it would be funny to watch the archon get jealous.
you looked over to zhongli to see if he’d caught the mistake. his eyebrows knitted in confusion, but he didn’t say anything about it.
“uhm,” he cleared his throat and adverted his gaze to another curious item. “if you wish to. but don’t use it without knowing what it does, it might be a poison of some sort.”
you found that strange. a part of you wondered if he’d heard you, and another part of you wondered if he even cared... he did, right?
you got your answer later that night as you walked along the harbor. the sound of childe’s laughter filled your ears, followed by zhongli’s voice.
“this isn’t funny.” his voice was stern, frustrated even. “you expect me-”
“listen,” childe started, though it was clear from his tone that he was trying not to laugh. “i swear i don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”
“there is no reason that you need to be around them so much. i thought you to be an honorable man, but-”
so that’s what he was talking about.
“zhongli?” you asked, and his face flushed whenever he turned to look at you. “love, thats not- it was just a joke that childe told me to pull. you know i would never hurt you like that.”
zhongli’s eyes turned back to childe, who was still trying his hardest to hold back laughter. and then he was walking over to you, interlacing his own fingers with yours, and leading you away.
“i know that, love,” zhongli said softly. “but still i worry. i apologize for that, i usually have a lot more rationale.”
“i’m the one that should be apologizing, i really didn’t know you’d think about it that much.”
he squeezed your hand lightly. “it’s alright. perhaps as a bit of payback you could stay with me tomorrow, hm? i’m sure childe can manage a single day without your help.”
“zhongli! look, there’s a-”
“zhongli isn’t here, y/n.” childe said, eyeing you curiously. the way his body tensed and seemed to freeze caught your attention.
a more mature side of you knew you shouldn’t do this, but childe had begun playing tricks lately and after his most recent one you decided to get him back. he’s said your name though; pet names were almost the only thing he called you by, but he’d used your name, so you could tell he was getting bothered.
“yeah, i know. i said ‘childe’.” you responded.
he huffed and rolled his eyes away from you, growing agitated. he knew that he could trust you and he was fairly sure he could trust zhongli. then again, childe had always worried about his relationship with you — his job called for him to leave with almost no warning, and he never knew how long he’d be gone.
so of course he worried about you getting bored of that, of him, but he always brushed it off. it was unfounded... wasn’t it?
“i’m not dense. it’s not the first time you’ve said it, either. if... if you really don’t want...” fuck, was he really about to cry right now of all times? “i mean, you know i don’t wanna choose between my job and my partner, but maybe i can work something out with the other-”
“no, no,” you interrupted him, feeling your heart clench. “i was just kidding, baby. thought it was payback for your prank the other day, remember?”
he pouted almost dramatically, but you could see the tension release and his expression become more relaxed. childe pulled your close to his chest, burying his face into your neck.
“alright, but no more pranks. and i won’t either, promise... seriously though, i think if i talk to-”
“shut up.” you said, playfully hitting him. “if i do something like that just because you aren’t home, you shouldn’t be with me anyway.”
you felt him smile as he pressed a kiss to your neck. “i love you.”
“i love you too.”
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TELLING GENSHIN BOYS “I CAN’T GO HOME WITH YOU I HAVE A BOYFRIEND”
cw. gender neutral, reader is drunk, modern au
note. just a little something because i haven’t posted in awhile <3
[ please reblog if you enjoyed it helps me so much + masterlist ]
kaeya: he definitely finds this very amusing and starts to play along. “oh wow, a boyfriend huh? such a shame….but it’s not like we have to tell him.” and in your drunken state you gasp and shove him away. kaeya tries to hold in a laugh at your angry face but he just can’t help it. tears start coming out of his eyes as he tells you that he is indeed your boyfriend. but you give him a quick once over and say “that’s impossible, kaeya is hotter.” he doesn’t know whether to be offended or flattered.
zhongli: he has no time for your nonsense. and you could imagine how embarrassed he was when you shrieked at his hands grabbing ahold of yours and alerting everyone in the bar. with mortified eyes zhongli tries his best to comfort you and remind you that you’re dating and he’s not some weird man trying to kidnap you. “lover please, it’s late and i know you’re tired just come on, please, for me.”
diluc: his current migraine is worse than the one you’ll have in the morning. honestly if it weren’t for how angry you looked he would have just picked you up and took you to the car. but not wanting to upset you even more he asked for you to call your boyfriend and when his phone rang, he hoped you’d get it together but you just accused of him of stealing the phone. wow….it’s going to be a very long night.
childe: doesn’t entertain it at all. it’s 3am, he’s tired, the club is very loud, and he just wants to go to bed. so he just throws you over his shoulder and walks right out with you. he gets a few odd stares but he doesn’t stay around long enough for anyone to speak up. once you’re sober he’ll scold you for getting so shit faced you couldn’t even remember him (he’s also lowkey hurt about it lol).
albedo: honestly it doesn’t phase him. he’s a little taken aback by it but he just rolls his eyes and takes away the glass from your hands. “i think that’s enough for tonight, come on i’ll take you home to your boyfriend.” you glare at him suspiciously for a bit but ultimately you agree. albedo just sighs and makes a mental note about how he needs to teach you the concept of “stranger danger” just like he taught klee. because what if he was some rando?!
xiao: lowkey feels proud of you for a second and then he realizes that you’re saying this to him, your actual boyfriend. he’s no longer proud but instead annoyed. why can’t you be an affectionate drunk partner instead of calling him a creepy badly dressed man? after a couple glasses of water and a flick to your forehead you finally let xiao take you back home.
kazuha: just like kaeya he finds enjoyment in the situation. kazuha will keep flirting and teasing you but all his advances are met with reasons how your ‘current’ boyfriend is way better than this loser. sadly he gets too caught up in it and you end up punching him in the face out of frustration and running away. but during your mini dash to the bar’s bathroom is when you realized you just punched kazuha, your poor boyfriend. that night he drives you both back home with an ice pack on his bruised cheek. “ya know, it was a good hit love.”
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