Hello your new theme is so cute. May I please ask for NSFW headcanons for Diluc, Childe, Kaeya and Zhongli having public sex with heir s/o during windtrace
=͟͟͞♡ ◖ ❛HUNTED DOWN❜ ⩩ ◗ you thought your hiding spot was so sneaky, aren't you? [hunterᵎ genshin men]
WARNINGS ⪧ [fem!reader] creampie. exhibitionism. brief vaginal fingering. public sex. literally fucking on the ground, face up in dirt all that shit. finger-sucking. spit as lube. unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it). messy sex overall. squirting. “help im stuck” shenanigans with zhongli. we call sexy eyepatch man captain because... we can duhhh 🙄!!!!.
AMOS ⪧ no thoughts. just getting caught by them during the windtrace event (´ . .̫ . `) praying to god that this got in hashtag or ill cry. see you guys tmr ill go to zzzzzzz
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“what makes you think this spot was so discreet?”
you weren't a professional in this terrain, only managing to squish yourself between the cracks of two stone before childe managed to track you down and pull you out by your wrist. naturally, he would let you go and give you another chance to hide, that's why you were looking at him strangely— expecting his grip on your wrist would loosen up. it didn't occur you until you feel his throbbing bulge poking your lower tummy. he gets so work up earlier peeking thru his fingers earlier seeing you roam around the area to find a spot, you knew how good he was at finding but you never knew how can he be that good. it's not like you would know that he's cheating! only pouting or whining when he caught you in a suggestive position trying to hid your body as much as you can into tiny cracks.
“you aren't cheating, right?” you raised your eyebrow, temporarily ignoring the way his cock desperately hum against you. large palm already kneading the plush of your ass, his index finger repeatedly press your clit as he trails sloppy kisses on your neck to make you giggle.
“‘course not doll, what do you take me for? i'm the best at this game! now— bend down, remember what you promised me earlier?” his hand itch to palm his neglected bulge when your raise your hips up, shaking it lightly to let your skirt hikes up to your back before pushing the sheer panties covering your sweet cunt.
“stay silent for me, kay’?”
your warm pussy wrapping snugly around him, clinging your fingers onto the grass each snap from his hips. his palm press flat on your back, pushing you lower to the ground but keeping your hips up to thrust deeper. childe purposely make you squeak, smacking your ass before rubbing the sore skin with his rough palm as an apology. you're so pretty trying to stay quiet or the others would check up on you for making ‘weird’ noises. don't want the other seeing you cream all over his cock with your pretty face all cake up with dirt and tears!
“thought this would be much more challenging,”
kaeya tell you that wouldn't make a great knight with this hiding skill, clicking his tongue before playfully shakes his head. cold fingertips ghostly ran against your cheeks, out of the place, you hid here? behind one of the houses, and you thought he wouldn't check it? so dumb, so naive, even unintentionally giving him a peek of your baby pink panties when he's speaking to you. you're getting all messy just from him talking to you, rubbing your soft thighs together when he kneel down and came closer to you. at least you're good at making him feeling the same, climbing on his lap to rub your drooling cunt on his bulge. you can't even be bother to look at the crates falling down, resting your forehead on his shoulder before he chuckles at your desperation.
“you wanted to be the first one to get caught?” kaeya grits his teeth behind his smile, holding his hips from stuttering the second you let a glob of spit fell to his tip, dainty fingers wrapping around his throbbing cock.
“mhm, really want you, kaeya. please? i need it so bad, captain.” a shaky breathe leave your lips when his thumb come in contact with your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves in a circle motion. it isn't enough, you want it inside, you want kaeya inside— but he like to tease, like to toy you around and make you sob like a mess. only obliging when you flutter your lashes at him the certain way, the way kaeya likes.
“ah, poor thing. all desperate for me, what? want it that bad? yeah, of course you are.”
you can barely keep a consistent pace riding him, already throwing your head back from pure ecstasy. your fingers clings to the root of his hair, tugging his dark locks as you roll your hips to chase your own high. the squelching sound of your sweet cunt around his cock just sent him over the edge, every thrust cause a gush of slick running down his base, forming the white cream around his cock. your pretty lips all raw from the sloppy kisses he gave, bloodied even due to how much you bit it to lower down your voice. but it's so hard when kaeya makes fucked you so good when you lose rhythm to your own pace, you just hope captain kaeya finished inside of you fast!
“i found you,”
it's impossible to hide from diluc, he heard everything, every step, every breath you took, it's unfair (even to him but you insist that he join). being the darknight hero has it perks when it comes to searching, he's very attentive to his surrounding, it wasn't a suprise when he caught you hiding behind in one of the little shrine. you don't know how many time you lose to him, running around with his cum stuffed inside of you, threatening to drip down your thighs. truthfully, you were getting tired hiding but it's so exciting having your boyfriend track you down and fill you up when he caught you. he knew you weren't even trying this round, eager to have his large palm pushed your thighs up to your chest and run his thumb on your slit, his hard-on flushed against your back. can't turn you away when your lash is thick with tears, back arching from having his heavy cock lightly slapped against your wet folds.
“diluc, i lost, hm.. you win again,” he make your bones feel so weak, it's insane how fast he could turn you into a putty. you can feel the previous load inside of you leaks out everytime he presses his hand flat on your tummy, forcing it out drip by drip.
“i'm aware of that. you know what happen when you lose?” you exhaled a sharp breathe when his tip pop inside of you, slowly, he slid his cock inside inch by inch. diluc groans at the sight of your pussy swallowing him, velvety walls pulsating around him. he dropped one of your thigh to his hips, keeping the other one up on your chest.
“they get punish,”
diluc had to shove his fingers into your fingers when you cry a little too loud, let your warm muscle suck around his digits while he fuck you stupid. sometime he pull it out and pull the corner of your mouth with his thumb to have your eyes on his, just make him goes feral when your eyes all sleepy and dark, saliva dripping down your chin and chest. you're so messy up and down, he likes it— fucking loves it when you're dumb on his cock.
“you should really be careful next time, look what you've put yourself into.”
you can't miss the way zhongli dreads his voice, he probably was shaking his head if you could actually see him. you didn't mean to get stuck inside one of the window, you thought it was a great idea to hid inside the house. turns out the window does not slide up and leave you trapped. there wasn't any interaction changing between you and him until you feel his hands lifting your skirt up, slender fingers pressing against your clothed cunt. zhongli lay a smack on one of your cheeks, spreading it apart before letting his tongue swipe against your drooling pussy. he can hear the muffled moans and whine thru the walls, you constantly pushes yourself into his face, riding zhongli's face while he lapped up your every drop of slick. he let out a hoarse laugh when you cream all over his face, your slick running down your thighs and drip down the wooden floor. his pruned fingers making it way to tease your sensitive clit while his other hand unzipping his pants.
“you better help me out after this, old man.” you pants, pushing your hair off your sweaty forehead. zhongli hum, sliding his cock in one thrust, causing a little squeak came out from your lips. his hand bunch your skirts up so he could get a clear view of the plush of your ass bouncing when he fucks you.
“of course darling, i'm not that cruel, am i? i'll make sure to help you out after this,” he groans when you thrust yourself on him, your tip-toeing just you can have his cock fully inside of you. zhongli let you took over a few minutes before he starts to thrust inside of you and lifts your hips higher.
“the pace is a bit slow, no?”
you're so soft inside out, clamping him perfectly while he paints your back with his cum. you weren't even talking right now, only letting string of curses and high-pitched moans when his tip kisses your cervix. the shape of his fingers imprinted on your skin from how tight he grip your hips and fuck you, forced you bouncing on his cock right after you cum. could you blame him? he cant turn to blind eye when you put yourself into this suggestive position. beside, take this a lesson to be more careful. after all, zhongli isn't afraid to teach you to be less clumsy.
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affection with them !
kazuha, albedo, xiao, childe, scara x reader, cw: cursing g: fluff lowercase intended, unedited
kazuha — forehead kisses and kisses everywhere but the lips
since it’s common knowledge that you’re kazuhas muse sometimes when he’s writing his haikus something comes over him and it hits him just how much he loves you. not like he didn’t know before
he loves kissing your forehead because of how you scrunch your nose it’s the cutest fucking thing and he wishes he could take a picture to savor it forever but too bad he isn’t fast enough. he loves the face you make when he pulls away after placing a kiss right on the corner of yours lips and the whine you let out, it’s not too long before he’s pulling you back in to place a bunch of kisses on your lips
xiao — nose kisses and nose boops
i didn’t realize just how round and cute his nose was it’s so small and adorable oh my god but moving on, everyone has talked about how shy xiao would be w affection so the only way he can really show how much he loves you without him being too red is to either boop your nose or softly kiss it. this doesn’t mean that he won’t blush he most definitely will but it’s just less red <3
childe — raspberries
he loves your giggles so much, it’s the only thing other than fighting that brings him so much joy. it turns into a game between you two like who can surprise the other the most or whatever stupid idea he comes up with. so expect him to randomly blow onto your stomach when you’re laying around, oh also he does this to wake you up 😊
scara — cheek kisses
another one who’s too shy to be fair he hasn’t really felt “loved” until you came so it takes a bit of getting used to on his part. he also doesn’t want others to see him getting all soft for you </3 but sometimes you just look so adorable he wants nothing more than to take you in his arms and kiss you breathless but you’re in public so a kiss on the cheek will have to do until you two arrive home
albedo — sitting on laps
no shock here albedos always working, there’s never a moment he’s not playing around with some vial or dissecting some animal he found. he tells you not to visit especially when he’s on dragonspine but you do anyways. and when he sees you shaking in the corner he silently pulls you to his lap and drapes the blanket that was previously in his lap over you all while placing a soft kiss on your temple
Ft. Childe, Albedo, Diluc, Kaeya, Xiao
"Big brother, it's my turn!"
Ajax was delighted you'd gotten along so well with his family
He really was....it's just that sometimes he wished Teucer wasn't quite so attached to you
He just wanted to tackle you on the couch and cuddle with you
Unfortunately, Teucer came by and decided Ajax had been hogging enough of your time
Still, the sight of you hugging his little brother as the latter sat in your lap was rather endearing
If not for the fact the kid said he'd marry you when he grew up
"Not so fast, Teucer, that's my job."
Pulls both of you into a hug but also kisses your cheek for good measure
He was showing a few new potions he'd come up with, his hand sliding over yours as he stood behind you, offering to teach you to make them
And then Klee came dashing over
While she's normally more than eager to see what Albedo's up to, she wanted you to build snowmen with her this time
Albedo's grip in your hand tightened for a brief moment before he let go
With a tight-lipped smile, he'd usher you to go play with Klee, insisting he'd catch up later once he was done
Perhaps there was a use for Subject Two after all...
No Albedo, you can't use him as a babysitter
He wasn't quite sure if he wanted to strangle Kaeya
Certainly, it had been through his adopted little brother that he met you
But did Kaeya have to occupy so much if your time?
Best friends or not, this was the third day you'd turned down hanging out with him in favour of his blue-haired brother
The temptation to whisk you away only grew as his eyes narrowed at the way Kaeya casually put an arm around your shoulders
Mutters "they're just close friends" under his breath to calm himself
More than happy to walk you home later, his hand on your waist as he keeps you close to his side
To Kaeya, his brother was the man with everything
But if there was one thing he had that Diluc didn't, it was you
So seeing you speak so amicably with his brother at the Angel's Share was rather peeving
So Kaeya, being the shameless flirt he was, decided to amp up the pda
A casual arm around your waist with his hand coming to rest on your thigh
Such a seemingly thoughtless gesture and yet, when he squeezed your thigh everyone you smiled at Diluc for a little too long...
You got the hint pretty soon
Especially with how he all but draped himself over you, his brother seeming to ignore him, presumably used to his shenanigans
"Dearest. Dove. My love~" Kaeya called you, his face inching closer with every petname he had for you. "I believe I'm overdue for a kiss."
"Qiqi wants to pick flowers with y/n"
Xiao, being the sweetheart he is, agreed, of course
He's worried he might ruin the wholesome vibe, so he watches you two from afar
But he can't help but want to join in, the sinister feeling of being left out bubbling in his chest
Xiao donned a bitter smile watching the two of you, sitting in a nearby flower patch to pick flowers of his own
He'd hand you and Qiqi the flower crowns later, at least this way, he was still binding with the both of you somehow
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FINGER THAT PUSSY GOOD MORNING!
“prettiest pussy belongs to my pretty girl, hm?”
featuring. kazuha x afab!reader
w.c. 1.1k words
desc. you wake up to soft kisses and a hand in your panties.
MINORS DNI. sub reader, fingering, masturbation, nicknames (angel, princess, pretty girl), finger sucking, wet dream, public sex (in dream), groping, somnophilia, slight dubcon, established relationship, not proofread, just super sweet and nasty that's it. let me know if i missed anything!
kazuha wakes up with morning wood. he pants, trying to recollect the events of his dream that got him so worked up so early in the morning. places a hand on his head, slightly sweaty from the sudden rush. it was so innocent, just you and him on a date while you walked around town. not expecting things to escalate so quickly the dream took a turn into a scene where he fucks you in a public bathroom.
his eyebrow twitches, feeling the strain his pants worsen. his pyjamas that matched yours slightly stained from the wet dream. “it’s too early for this.” with a sigh and unties the strings of the pyjamas, wanting to take care of the ‘problem’ himself since he knew you didn't like being woken up so early. "seven am." he mumbles as he reads the digital clock by your side table.
guess his morning stretching routine has been cancelled, alongside his supposed meditation that he likes—can’t relax if all his thoughts are of you creaming on his dick. he pulls down his bottoms, just enough room for his tip to show, before taking out his dick, the cool air hitting his cock so painfully, he hisses. he licks his lips, biting his lower lips to conceal his moans so you wouldn’t wake up. he strokes his cock, hoping the bed didn’t shake so much. but he wished it was your mouth instead.
he starts off slow, sitting up while he's at it while he looks over to your sleeping figure. licking his lips, he pumps his dick faster when he notices the way your mouth parted in your sleep. looked so vulnerable, god it turned him on so much. anything you do can turn him on, even if it wasn’t intentional. wasn’t so sure how he even managed to make you his. yet you’re here now, living with him and he gets to wake up to you. not that he wished he’d wake up with a boner though. can’t handle himself sometimes when you make him feel so good, fucks you so rough each time you see stars. how sure are you that he could control himself while he’s horny and you’re consciously unavailable?
you’ve given him slight cues that ‘he can take you anytime,’ yet he still felt guilty—but the guilt wasn't enough to stop his free hand from grabbing your tit. massaging it over your top while your face starts to frown from the sudden feeling, your nipples hardening at his touch. "fuck." he whispers. he was so close, so fucking close, yet his climax wouldn't come.
his dick hurt so much with how much he's fucking his fist and how much he wanted release. you were right there, your princess pussy just right there within reach. no matter how much he pumps his dick, nothing happens. so if he can't cum, then he'd play with you instead.
with a frustrated grunt and his dick still hard, he puts his pyjamas back on and lays on his side to face you. kazuha hesitates before placing his palm on your clothed cunt. with you responding he inches his way into the waistband of your pyjamas and dips a finger in your panties.
his arm brings you close to him, his lips giving your cheek small kisses as he circled your clit. spelling his name since he’s feeling creative. kisses moving down to your neck and your exposed shoulder since you’ve worn one of his oversized shirts. trying his best not to bite on your skin, not wanting you to wake up to any pain.
finally, you wake up. the feeling of a cold calloused finger rubbing on your bundle of nerves had you sitting up immediately. though out of shock, not out of panic your boyfriend calms you down. "good morning, princess." leaning in to bring a soft kiss to your lips, you mewl. wanting to speak but you cut yourself off with moans as his fingers kept adding pressure on you.
“couldn’t cum, wanted to play with this angel pussy instead.” he continues to kiss down your face while he circles your clit. stopping at times to put your bottoms down to expose more of your pussy. you couldn’t stop squirming, felt too good with how he kept running his fingers through your folds to spread your juices all over you. sometimes bringing it to your mouth for you to suck while he pampered your neck with some more kisses.
“k-kazuha!” you cry out, back arching with his every move. he smirks, liking every bit of your reaction a little too much. feeling his cock throb again but it didn’t seem important. want you to cum on his fingers before he asks for help. your vision was blurry, you couldn’t really depict what was happening since you’ve just been woken up. he tries to calm you down, knowing he’s being too much for you again. “shh, you’re okay baby, i’m here. making you feel good okay? it should feel good.”
you cling to his arm that embraces your waist while he toyed with you. “baby help me take this off.” nodding, you take off your pyjamas alongside your panties. kazuha coos, kissing you once more while seeing the sticky string of slick stretch out. “prettiest pussy belongs to my pretty girl, hm?” he loved you so much, promising he’ll kiss your pussy later once he’s satisfied with fucking you with his fingers.
pulling your shirt up to have more of your skin shown and bottoms fully up, he inserts a finger, then another, moving at a pace too quick for you to handle. “when you cum, help me out after, okay angel?” you could only nod, arching your back while he curls his fingers in you, hitting the sweetest spot you could feel the hot tight knot in your stomach about to burst soon. “i’m going to- i’m g-gonna cum! kazuha! please!” you moan out his name like a mantra, and it was music to his ears.
kazuha thumbs your clit once more while trying to get you to cum. feeling so sore and tired from so much he’s done to you. he watches you with a smile, playing with your pussy while he presses his forehead against yours. never have you been fingered this good, your legs start to shake and he’s there grinning. “that’s it, cum for me pretty girl.” and you do, cumming on his fingers while he still moves in you through your high. “treated you so well, can you do the same for me?” he asks, hand motioning to his cock that needed its own release too. he motivates you, bringing his hand coated with yours to his lips, and you press your thighs together once more, "you don't have to tease me kaedehara kazuha." you say with a frown.
now it was your turn to make a mess out of him.
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—𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬
thigh riding + fucking with thoma, albedo, kazuha, zhongli and scaramouche
warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact
disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, thigh-riding, thigh fucking, consensual somnophilia (kazuha), cockwarming, implied edging, cumshots, overstimulation, unedited
a/n: in celebration of getting friendship lvl 10 with thoma and zhongli's rerun banner, I wanted to put these out. hope you enjoy!
After 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚 finally is done with the strenuous housework, all he can think about is cuddling up to you and resting. He often feels guilty he can’t exactly meet your sexual appetite at times because of how hard he works, so he often pats his thighs and has you rut against him to get into the mood. He loves seeing your slick glisten on his pale muscular thigh as his hand slowly pumps his length towards you. Sometimes he’ll hold you close, rutting his cock against your bare stomach before crying out, spurts of his cum seeping out and staining your once clean skin. Seeing you reach your high, squirming against his thigh as you moan out his name will quickly get his cock hard again—pinning your body down against the silky sheets of your shared bed.
“You like my thigh that much baby…you keep putting such a good show for me…”
𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨 has been fascinated with your thighs for the longest time. He usually enjoys watching them shake out and pleasure whenever he’s slurping your essence and needy clit as they cave in to bring him closer to your dripping hole. When he suggests actually fucking your thighs one day, you timidly agree. The blond alchemist would have you on your side, with your legs slightly crossed as he thrusts his cock up into your pillowy thighs. You can see his pink tip peaking out near your pussy as your legs become soaked from his translucent precum. Albedo soon gets so lost in the softness of your thighs, he holds onto you closer and closer—rutting faster and faster against them. It isn’t long before his cum shoots out catching you offguard by reaching your face. As his cyan eyes observes the cum soiling your face, Albedo can’t help but capture your lips, tip of his length nudging against your throbbing clit.
“Fuck…why didn’t I do this sooner. You feel so good. I-I can’t help myself…”
𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚 has been a fan of your thighs for the longest time. The samurai practically worships your body, making sure his admiration and touch grazes along each curve, blemish and mark. Usually he’ll engage with your thighs during restless nights on the Crux where he can’t find himself going to bed. His lips would grace your ear, asking if he can indulge himself with your body to lull him to sleep as you give him a sleepy reply yes, before letting drowsiness take over again. The ronin would quickly shimmy his pants down, letting his cock spring up and hit against his stomach. He would slowly rut against your thigh, pressing his warm length against the soft skin. He would slowly jump his length pressing against his most sensitive veins before crying out, letting his hot semen fall against your thighs. With a satisfied smile, Kazuha would put his softening cock inside of you, finally letting sleep come for him in the comfort of your warm hole.
“...Letting me indulge with your body as you rest…you sure do know how to tempt me, dove.”
𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢 usually lets you thigh-ride him as a punishment of sorts. He finds it extremely amusing, having you agree to something before watching you spasm against his cock and failing. He’ll always say that next time he has you, you’ll first have to get yourself off before he’ll think about using his fingers, tongue or cock. Zhongli tries to hide the smile feeling you grind against his large muscular thigh, whining how much you want him inside of you. He’ll simply remind you that you disobeyed and lost the agreement, and had to face your punishment head on. The former geo-archon is also a bit of a sadist when it comes to your punishment. He’ll whisper into your ear the filthest thing, to help encourage you to keep soaking his thigh in your essence. As you come undone, his lips would connect with your cheeks, telling you how well you did before shimmering his undergarments down and letting you see just how wild you made him feel.
“You have my thigh absolutely soaked darling…if I didn’t know better I think you are quite desperate for me, hm?”
𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞 end up enjoying fucking your thighs by accident. He was rapidly thrusting inside of you, your legs up towards the ceiling letting him go deeper and deeper inside your wet gummy walls. The harbinger accidentally slipped out, rubbing his sensitive length across your thighs. With a low moan erupting from your lips, you gasped in surprise feeling him close your legs, before thrusting in between them. Scaramouche is almost entranced by how good it feels as your soft skin rubs against the most sensitive parts of his length. He’ll continuously growl profanities, almost ashamed at how perverted but good this feels to him. Once he’ll finally reach his high, white would spurt out on your chest and stomach, leaving a perfect scene for him. With a smirk, Scaramouche would lean down letting his tongue hit your throbbing clit as a silent apology.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…your thighs feel so fucking good. I want more…more!”
Imagine the genshin characters reacting when u say smth like "marry me right here and right now"
“Marry Me Right Here, Right Now.”
Legitimately short circuits? They weren't mentally prepared for this in any way, shape, or form? Not for the love of their life to request that they be married right this instant!! Do you love them that much? They say yes, of course, and then promptly pass out. Maybe they took it a little too seriously, or maybe you were actually being serious. But they’ll have to wake up before they find that out…
Boys: Bennett, Thoma, Chongyun, Itto, Razor, Gorou, Aether
Girls: Ganyu, Sucrose, Xinyan, Barbara, Amber, Mona, Ayaka, Noelle, Yoimiya, Xaingling
Their expression only falters slightly. They look at you with fondness in their eyes, as if they were expecting something like this to happen. Of course, they knew already that you loved them to the extent of asking you to marry them right in the middle of town, even if they can’t actually marry you at that very moment. They say yes and give you a quick kiss. The tables have turned…
Boys: Zhongli, Ayato, Xingqiu, Kaeya, Kazuha, Venti
Girls: Ningguang, Kokomi, Beidou, Hu Tao, Lisa, Yanfei, Yun Jin, Yae Miko
It's a little embarrassing for you to ask them to marry you immediately. At that very moment. It’s a surprise when they actually say yes to a question you’d said on the fly. They're never really one to show their affections in public, but they can "sacrifice their dignity" just this once. Their “dignity” hasn’t stopped you from stealing kisses when “nobody was looking”, anyways.
Boys: Albedo, Diluc, Xiao, Childe, Lumine
Girls: Eula, Fischl, Keqing, Sara, Ei, Rosaria, Shenhe, Jean
rushipedia ☆ 2022
When you used to be in a toxic relationship
Type- scenario 🍄+HC’s 🌷
Flowers included!🌼= childe x gn! Reader, scaramouche x gn! Reader, kazuha x gn! Reader
Note🍀= this is so long….. OH WELL ITS MY COMEBACK POST ANYWAYS IT DOESNT MATTEREE ALSO I GOT LAZY IN KAZUHAS PART— ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE IVE WRITTEN AND I HAD NO SELF CONTROL SO ITS A BIT LONG 😞 (NOT PROOFREAD)!!
🥀 Flower toxins!🥀- mentions of abuse, mentions of hitting, mentions of gaslighting, mentions of manipulation, mentions of blood (tiny bit), mentions of cheating(ur genshin crush didnt cheat dw)
you were closed off about your relationship with your ex and he didnt really ask much. youve always seemed too cautious when talking about them, youve said very little but each time, he could see the twitch of your lips turning into a frown.
It was a sign most probably, and he gained sour feelings for your ex even if he doesnt know anything about them. The way your face drops whenever you hear their name makes him know they did something to hurt you
Memories of each thing they did to you stuck to your reflexes, movement, your behavior in general. And god knows what Scara did after seeing you horrified of your boyfriend cause of your trauma from your ex
He had just gotten home and he walked with slight frustration in his step from a day of work. You were simply making tea for the two of you in the kitchen before you heard a loud thud from outside the kitchen area on account of the frustrated harbinger punching the wall, the noise led you to drop the glass of boiling hot tea as your mind raced back to the past,
The loud thud was nothing less than nostalgic, it was the very same as when your ex would come to your shared home punching the walls with their vision along with kicking and screaming, In addition if there was a single object you had broken like a glass or a simple toy, lets just say punishment was quite…
You tried to pick up the pieces of glass but as it pricked your fingers your fear overtook you at the thought of scara getting angry at you over it
Scara was just about to open the door to your kitchen to apologize for the sudden noise when you ran away with the glass on the floor on small drops of blood glistening on the mess. He saw a millisecond of your figure running away from him through the hallways. He found it strange and fastened his walk to reach you.
Alas, you locked yourself in the restroom, shaking and trembling at his loud questions and protests filled with confusion
“Hey—?! Why did you run off like that?!”
you tried covering your ears from the nostalgic tone of his voice and the bangs on the door, truly, scara meant no harm. He was really just confused.
“Dont hurt me.. please,”
your voice cracked as you tried not to cry, you were scared, terrified even that he would hurt you. His heart sunk. Him? Hurt you? He would rather die! The fact you were scared of him made the insecurity and worry dig deeper as he tried to calm you down and open the locked door.
“I— Y/N…I-I wont hurt you.. i really wont. Just come out..”
Hesitantly, you opened the door with your eyes red from the flashbacks
“I wont hurt you.. what makes you think that..” he slowly tried to get you out of the restroom, his grip on your figure tight.
“… my ex used to hurt me if i ever broke anything.. ‘m sorry.. i wont do it again really..” Your words made him panic more, he had no idea what to say, you were trembling, crying almost, because you thought hed hurt you, and because of the trauma from your ex? He was fuming, but he had no choice but to stay calm.
“I-i wouldnt ever hurt you— you dont need to be scared of me…i..” he mumbled his sentences to the point of a whisper hesitantly as he slowly but surely took you into his arms and cradled your trembling figure. He could never say those sugary sweet apologies you hear from others but if you squint you could see him lip syncing “i love you”s as he let you lean on him.
He’ll kill your ex later for now he needs you to know that he’d do nothing to hurt you, he loves you too much for that.
Hes a bit of a curious one..—
Youll slip in jokes every now and then about how toxic your ex was, but by the way your friends absolutely despise your ex and the way your face droops down whenever he tried to ask what actually happened, he knows full well what they did is more than just fuel for humor
Always changing the topic when he tries to bring up your ex. He would never hurt you. He loves you more than anything in the world, your the reason he hasnt lost faith in everything even! It hurts him more than you when he realizes for a split second, you were convinced Ajax was going to hit you
It was a misunderstanding. Nothing like what you pulled him to the living room for. You saw your auburn haired boyfriend in his office in the fatui HQ, but with a woman. Now usually you wouldnt be worried as 90% of the women that enter Ajax’s office is either one of the harbingers or someone that works under him, but she wasnt in fatui uniform and she looked nothing like a harbinger. You didnt get a good look but you could see him grinning away as the woman was talking about something
That scene replayed in your head all day as sudden flashbacks would race through your mind from when your ex had been cheating on you back and forth. Gaslighting you and hitting you till you forgave them each time.
You know ajax would never cheat on you.. right? When you brought it up later that day his eyes immediately widened while he put his hands up shaking them to say “its a misunderstanding” while he repeated “no”
It looked so so so fake. So you pouted and crossed your arms, saying she didnt look like she worked for the fatui at all, just maybe, maybe she was his side hoe or something—
“Oh archons of course not—!” He raised his voice while he sweat, he wasnt cheating, he needed you to know that. He didnt mean to shout it just came out.. as he shouted the sentence he suddenly sprung up, quickly and from your eyes it looked aggressive. You flinched as in a blink you covered your head with your arms in a protective manner and mumbled “dont hit me”s while you trembled.
For a second Ajax looked like your ex. But for him, his heart sank as he watched you tremble, it took him a second to respond before slowly wrapping his arms around your shaking frame and rubbing your back trying to calm you down.
“Hey.. hey id never hurt you.!” He cooed, lowered his voice and kissed your skin. Caressing every shaking inch of you while you apologized profusely. You scrambled an explanation, confessing the things your ex did to you while you stammered sorrys for the misunderstanding.
He hated hearing those apologies, there was nothing to apologize for. Your ex should be the one apologizing, and he’ll make sure of it. He’s already planning the ways he’ll dig his blades into that monsters head.
hes never really been interested in your history with tour ex. Yes, it saddened him whenever he saw your mood just entirely go down when someone talked about him but he never felt like he was in the position to pry.
Overtime, naturally you would slip the slightest of hints that your ex was a toxic. Be it resorting to violence or just plain manipulation, either way kazuha was furious eachtime he caught onto those hints but he managed to cover it up with a small worried smile. There were times his smile faltered at the horrific things your ex partner did to you and good grief all he wanted to do was sail across tevyat for the sake of giving them a punishment of sorts even if hes never gotten the full story.
He was already mad enough at your ex, but watching you cry because your so traumatized is just another type of anger,
Kazuha wasnt home much, he sent a hoard of letter each day but you rarely got to see him, it was one of those days where he could finally come home and you two could both drown in each others touch & scent. He was looking forward to it more than you infact, but alas ‘in every seed of good there is a piece of bad’
Letters, letters and letters from someone that isnt kazuha nor anyone you genuinely stayed in contact with. The letters were plastered with messy handwriting. Even if you didnt take a look at what the letters said you would already know they were written with pure malice. The contents were even worse.
It was from your ex. The words were threatening, degrading. “Could you please come back to me?” Written in black ink didnt seem like a question but was more like a demand. It shook you to your core, fat tears just kept dripping and dropping as you read through each line sprinkled with gaslighting and toxicity in general.
This was supposed to be a joyful day where you met up with your boyfriend and showered him in hugs and kisses but instead you stood frozen, crying and coughing at the fear. Sure, your ex probably wouldnt just come up at your door and act upon the threats but the mere thought made you so so horrified.
“Y/N! Ah its been so long dove—“
kazuha froze quickly when he saw you staring at the letters with non stop flowing tears. Immediately he rushed over to you, grabbing your waist and squeezing it, trying to snap you out of your panic. It was a spur of the moment, he had no idea what to do, he didnt even know why you were sobbing this loud but he couldnt stand it.
Thankfully the tight hug brought you back, he kept his arms latched onto your waist while he tried to calm you down.
“Oh dear.. shh, theres nothing to be afraid of darling, im here..” each calming whisper settled you down as you leaned yourself on him, still sniffling from your meltdown. As he loosened his hold slightly he caught a glimpse of the pile of letters. “Letters?” The mention made you bury your head into your boyfriends chest before he picked up a letter. He scanned through the letter, each sentence leaving his face in a distorted disgust. He stared wide eyes at each threat, each beg for forgiveness. “This.. is from your ex im assuming.” “Mhm.. i got those letters today..”
Each tear that rolled down your cheek fueled him with disgust and resent even more. You stuttered out each horrible thing your ex did to you. The possessiveness, the hitting, the degradation, the borderline abuse. And here he was begging you to come back to him? The samurai wasnt having any of it. “I’ll deal with him my love, for now just focus on getting your mind off him.”
Each touch of his lovingly landed on your skin as he comforted you to the max. His words his whispers of praise for doing so well in such a situation. Right now hes doing everything he can to make you feel better again, but all i have to say is goodluck for your ex once kazuha finds his location ^^;
Professor Zhongli hcs but you’re his spouse and not his student
Characters: Zhongli x gn!reader
A/N: i just. I just think he’s really neat
Also I’m not booing the works that have prof zhongli x student reader, i just thought this concept here is cute
Well starting off, he’s an exceptional teacher, very gentle and patient. Many students have definitely lit up at his youthful and handsome looks, before noticing the ring adorning his finger.
He’s very loved by his students, but they all have the habit of making him swerve from the actual topic sometimes. Beforehand, he usually went on about historical events and all the details he has somehow memorised, sometimes even bringing his own pictures of certain locations as source material.
He’s always dressed nicely, either a vest and a crisp shirt with dress pants and leather shoes, a nice dress shirt or a simple sweatshirt. But the one thing that makes it really special, something that his students not know, is that you actually dress him in the morning sometimes.
Every morning, when he wakes up and has basked in your presence for at least ten minutes you two wash up in the bathroom and get ready. Small kisses exchanged and giggly smiles adorning your faces.
He thinks it’s adorable when you stand before him, tongue sticking out in concentration when you tie his necktie, adjusting it before kissing his cheek lightly to seal the deal. Your lover really can’t help but tug you back into his arms to nudge his nose with yours.
Now the thing is that everyone knew that their very simpable teacher is married, but no one had ever seen you and some can’t stop but wonder about you.
But oh boy.
One time you showed up because you noticed that your love had forgotten his phone and lunch at home because of a rushed morning.
dumbass didn’t forget to give you a quick kiss on the cheek though, freaking priorities duh
So you came into his lecture room right before you’d thought his students would shuffle in, but many early attenders happened to witness the whole loving exchange of their teacher with the mystery person.
SHIPPING INTENSIFIES WHEN THEY SEE HOW ADORINGLY HE LOOKS AT YOU
maybe some even kinda start simping for you(?)
He’s just too distracted by your presence to care much, so he’d gingerly cup you cheek and thank you with his charming glint.
Secretly, he likes showing his spouse off a little, so it might just happen that he “forgets” things at home for you to bring him one or two more times a week.
Yan Genshin Boys / Regretful Mornings.
Warnings: Fem Reader, not SFW themes, unhealthy relationships, yandere themes, past dubcon, alcohol mention, dark humor, Scaramouche being himself, it’s mentioned in passing that darling stabbed some poor sod while 🏃♀️🏃♀️-ing away.
In which darling is intimate with the genshin boys, only to be in for a rude awakening the next morning.
No way. No way, no way, no way—
This was not happening to you. You desperately search the blank caverns of your mind for any form of satisfactory explanation only to come up short. The room you’re in — or tent, to be exact — is unfamiliar and strewn with clothes. Your clothes. And that of the man who is snoring soundly beside you, his orange hair sticking in multiple directions, and scar-lined arm wrapped tight around your waist.
For a second, you consider suffocating him with the closest pillow, but decide against it. He’d like the fight and you won’t give him the satisfaction.
Childe is unfairly perceptive when he’s awake, though the same can’t be said for him now. He’s completely let his guard down. You cringe at the lipstick stains smeared against his pale neck and collarbone, recognizing the shade as what you put on last night. Something tells you he’s going to wear the rouge like a badge of honor.
The second you try to pry his vise-like grip from your person, he groans, muttering in his native tongue and pulling you closer.
Your patience frayed, you realize there will be no escape unless he’s awake. It’s not the ideal situation, but you hope he’ll be too in a daze to give it much thought and let you go. You shake him, once, twice; irritation growing the longer it takes to earn a reaction. Finally, dull blue eyes stare back at you. They widen, then gleam with infuriating delight, pink lips curling into a self-satisfied grin.
“Couldn’t wait any longer for round two, huh? Or was it three? I hardly remember,” Childe’s voice is raspy and low, yet enough to get on your last nerve. “I wouldn’t have ever thought you had that in you. Not such a good girl as you act, now are you?”
“Say another word and I will strangle you.”
“Huh, so you’re into that too. Awe, c’mon [First]. don’t look at me like that. I’m just playing around.”
You distract yourself by collecting the various garments belonging to you on the ground. The damage is worse than you hoped — the bastard had ripped your cute blouse in half — but your skirt’s in better shape. You pick up his gray jacket and crinkle your nose. He ruined your shirt, you’ll take his jacket, it feels like a fair enough reparation.
Throwing it over your shoulders, you make the mistake of glancing over at the bed, only to see him leering down at you. A familiar piece of fabric dangles from his index finger, taunting you further. Your favorite pair of panties. As if your pride wasn’t already in complete shambles.
“Want it back?” Childe proposes, smoothly dodging to the side when you pounce, even in his tired state. “Then come and get it.”
You wake up to an empty bed and a raging headache.
Your immediate reaction is visceral panic. The ornate surroundings, silky-smooth sheets, pillows fluffed with feathers; it’s an unknown world. Logic manages to triumph over emotion and you steady your breathing. There’s no doubt about it — you’re in the Dawn Winery. However, the enigmatic master of this homestead is nowhere to be seen. That’s just as well to you. You’d rather not dawdle on the awkward conversations that would certainly follow such a tryst.
Upon the nightstand are a glass of water and a note. Recognizing the handwriting as Diluc’s, you consider feigning ignorance and leaving without reading it, yet guilt convinces you otherwise.
Whatever possessed you to let him in last night will undoubtedly haunt you from here on out. Right after you rejected his confession too… what sort of mixed messages will this send the wine tycoon? Sighing, you gulp down the cool liquid and read his letter.
I regret being unable to stay in bed with you this morning. Please know that I’d by far rather be enjoying your presence right now than entertaining emissaries from foreign nations. I promise to make up for this by having dinner with you this evening — I believe we have much to discuss regarding our future together. I eagerly await the chance to see you again. The maids have been alerted of your presence and will provide you with anything you might need, so call on them as you see fit.
Sincerely yours, Diluc
… You’re going to need a vacation overseas after this major lapse in judgment. What were you doing? Or, to be more precise, what were you thinking? You had finally managed to shake him off after months of his relentless pursuit. Guilt and shame latch their tendrils onto your heart as you set the tenderly written note back down. There won’t be any intimate dinner by the candlelight or whimsical discussions of your nonexistent future together.
This was a mistake. One that you were hellbent on not repeating.
The clothes you wore to Angel’s Share last night are tucked atop the cherry wood vanity, pressed and folded neatly. You quietly slip back into them while considering the greater consequences this will bring. No matter what circumstances lead up to you joining Master Diluc in bed, he won’t accept any point you make that isn’t in his favor. Arguing with the man is akin to arguing with a brick wall.
That’s why you intend to make yourself scarce before matters worsen.
You spare his master suite a final glance, frowning deeply. “I’m sorry, Diluc. It just wasn’t meant to be.”
Your hand twists the gilded doorknob that leads to the hallway and you’re met with firm resistance. Furrowing your eyebrows, you try again, then once more; until a dreadful realization hits you like a ton of bricks.
He locked the door.
“Need some help there, sweetheart?”
Kaeya’s arms snake up from behind, pulling your back flush against his bare chest. You squeak at the unwitting contact, dropping your shoes in the process, which clatter noisily to the floor. He chuckles against your ear, his voice husky and deep enough to make your face feel like it’s caught on fire. His hands start to creep underneath your shirt, ghosting up and up until—
“Help? What makes you think I need help, Kaeya?” Your voice comes out more like a squeak than you intended.
“I noticed you developed a bit of a limp there,” comes his smooth reply, making you immediately regret playing into his game. “How did that come to be, hm? Want me to carry you around, princess?”
His teeth tease your earlobe, kissing and pulling the sensitive flesh. He knows the perfect methods to get you worked up. Kaeya maneuvers you with the same expertise a master blacksmith does their blade; knowing just how much heat you can handle before you need to be dipped into icy water.
“I, uh, am actually taking up the mantle of the church and practicing celibacy. So if you’d please let me go…”
“Oh? I had no idea you were religious. When did you convert?”
“Two minutes ago.”
“That’s all it’d take for me to convince you otherwise,” Kaeya teases you by pinching the skin of your hip. “Besides, can you claim to be celibate after taking me so well last night? How utterly sacrilegious.”
This is not going how you intended. Your original game plan was ingenious, really, the best of the best. You were going to grab your belongings and make a break for it before the Cavalry Captain woke up. Sure, it’d be an obvious walk of shame, but you could care less what bystanders might think. So long as you were free of the lion’s den that is Kaeya’s personal quarters.
“Look, Kaeya, I should really be heading back now. I’d hate to be late for work.”
“As strong a point as that would be,” Kaeya nods in the direction of a calendar on his wall, “It’s the weekend, sweetheart. Can’t I borrow you just a while longer? You’re breaking my heart here.”
It’s hard not to roll your eyes at the blatant exaggeration. This isn’t what would break his heart — falling permanently outside his realm of influence might do the trick, however. That was the path you were supposed to be treading last night. A bittersweet breakup that he somehow managed to sweet-talk his way out of, again. You used to think you were walking in circles, but now you’re not so sure. Perhaps you’re not even moving from the starting line.
“I’ll take your silence as a yes. Come back to bed, won’t you? It’s so unbearably cold without you there to warm it.”
“Do you not intend on staying for breakfast?”
Zhongli’s smooth, his baritone voice stops you from making a swift escape back into Liyue Harbor. Your hand hovering over the gold doorknob considers ignoring him and going on your merry way. Common courtesy prevents you from doing so. You pivot on your heel, greeting your lover from last night with a sheepish smile as if you weren’t just trying to sneak your way out.
“I’d hate to impose,” you offer your best excuse, though you both know it’s a weak one. Zhongli is generous enough not to point that out.
“While you rested in, I took the liberty of ordering multiple dishes from Wanmin Restaurant,” Zhongli motions to the dining room table in a single, graceful sweep. “Please help yourself. I’d love to have your company a while longer if you can spare the time.”
His genteel disposition draws you in like a moth to a flame. He went through the trouble of procuring breakfast — one of everything off the menu, from the looks of it — it wouldn’t bode well to reject such a generous offer. The tantalizing aroma of freshly cooked food wafts in the air, further enticing you to stay.
A few minutes wouldn’t hurt, you reason.
You delight yourself in tasting the wide variety of exquisite cuisine. Mouthwatering crystal shrimps that melt on your tongue, savory tiger fish grilled to perfection, and mint salad provides just the right amount of acidity to balance out the other flavors. Zhongli was truly a man of impeccable taste in every regard.
While you delight yourself in the array of dishes, Zhongli studies you closely, amber eyes studying your every movement and committing them to memory.
“Xiangsheng, are you not going to eat anything?” You ask in between bites.
“Not this second, no. My appetite has recently been… sated,” his lips curl into a closed-mouth smile. Your food slides down your throat at an uncomfortably slow pace. “Shall we discuss the specifics of our newly formed contract, now that you’ve had your fill? Or should we wait until later?”
“C-Contract?” You repeat the word back, incredulous. “I don’t— I don’t remember signing any contract with you.”
Zhongli nods, yet the relief is short-lived. “Yes, you are correct about not having signed anything. However, verbal agreements are just as binding as their written counterparts. I expect you’ll hold up your end of the bargain as I have mine.”
You should not have tried to outdrink the Funeral Parlor Consultant.
“Okay, okay, I’ll bite. What exactly did I agree to?”
“I’m so glad you asked. Let us begin with page one, section B, clause III.”
“You need to eat to regain your energy.”
Albedo breaks the tense silence from across the table, his calm voice akin to nails on a chalkboard for your ears. You continue poking at the sunshine sprat he prepared for you with a frown. You’ve inspected it multiple times, sniffing and cutting into the protein to test for anything suspect. So far, you haven’t identified anything, but you’re not the master alchemist here.
“Is the flavor not to your liking?” Albedo queries. He leans forward, removing a section for himself, then tasting it. “Hm. It tastes just fine to me. I can bring over seasonings if you wish to make adjustments.”
You decide to come right out and say it.
“I don’t want to ingest anything prepared by you.”
Albedo blinks at the blunt accusation, turquoise eyes appraising you in the same manner he would the specimens in his laboratory. You shift around in your seat. Some part of your subconscious is screaming that you’re being unreasonable casting him in a negative light without evidence, while the other could care less.
Everything about this is beyond mortifying. Waking up next to Albedo who was immortalizing the moment in charcoal, learning about the imminent snowstorm that’d keep you both stuck together for a few days, the nonchalant behavior from the alchemist who is acting like you hadn’t just been intimate together.
“You planned this,” you accuse, crossing your arms. “I know you did.”
“Was my performance inadequate? If I recall correctly, I brought you to clitoral orgasm thrice and vaginal orgasm once… that is above average according to the studies I’ve read.”
“It’s not that!” You exclaim, your face warmer than the hearth crackling by your side. “You… must’ve added one of those— what’s it called— discs? Disiac?”
“Yeah, that thing! You must’ve put that in my food, or something. There’s no other viable explanation.”
Albedo steeples his fingers together. “You’re jumping to conclusions, [First]. It’s normal to see an increase in sex drive during ovulation. There’s nothing to be ashamed of, this is a simple fact of human biology.”
Flurries of snow beat against the window panes of Albedo’s Dragonspine cabin. Wind howls, branches snap, and the roof trembles side to side. You compare your chances of braving the blizzard to being in Albedo’s company a second longer. Would you get hypothermia and freeze to death outside? Probably, there’s a decent chance. However, that’s starting to sound better than sitting here. You’ll keep weighing your options.
“Wait, how do you even know that I’m ovulating right now?”
“There are… certain tells.”
You groan and cover your face with your hands. “Archons, are you creepy.”
“This really is not the morning I wanted.”
Scaramouche’s irate mumble falls on deaf ears while the Fatui agent securing your left forearm continues giving his damage report. You glare at him from where you stand, which he happily returns, electricity thrumming and pulsating in the air. The Harbinger impatiently taps his feet against the ground and motions for the agent to speed it up.
“As I was saying, my lord, there’s property damage on the northernmost tower’s window from where she broke the glass. One of our men have been stabbed in the abdomen and is in critical condition, he’s suffered from hypodermic shock—”
“I do not care, move onto the part that concerns me.”
The Fatui agent nods stiffly. “Very well, sir. My question was… how do I report this to the Tsaritsa? And the man’s family, should he succumb to his wounds? She’ll need to pay for what she’s done.”
“I should’ve gone for the heart, if only you bastards had one,” you spit back.
The agent’s grip on you tightens, causing you to exhale in pain. Scaramouche’s eye twitches.
“She should be extradited back to Snezhnaya where she’ll be tried for the attempted murder of a government official.”
This Tsaritsa bootlicker must be new or freshly stationed in Inazuma for not knowing the unspoken rules relating to the Balladeer. You’d pity the unlucky bastard if not for the animosity brooding in your heart and the bruises forming on your arm. Whatever fate befalls him for mouthing off Scaramouche is none of your concern — you’re far too busy worrying about the consequences for scampering off.
“While I greatly appreciate your unsolicited advice, I’ll see to this matter personally,” Scaramouche dismisses the agent’s concern with blatant apathy. “Now, hand me my charge back and go make yourself useful elsewhere.”
The agent guffaws, “You’re going to let her get away with this? My lord, I must interject—”
“The only thing that will be sent back to Snezhnaya should you finish that sentence is you, in multiple boxes at that. Dottore always loves a fresh set of toys to play with.”
It doesn’t take more than that for the agent to reconsider his priorities. He departs with a bow, leaving you alone in Scaramouche’s chambers once again. The aforementioned male is in a state of disarray, a yukata messily wrapped around his lithe frame and his hat notably missing. He must’ve hurried to get ready upon realizing you were missing when he awoke.
“Ungrateful wench. Look at the trouble you’ve put me through,” Scaramouche runs his hand through his hair. “You were practically throwing yourself at me last night, what changed in the span of ten measly hours?”
“... Newfound self-respect.”
“You always have been quite the proficient comedian, haven’t you?” He laughs a humorless laugh. “Now go scrub the area that troglodyte had the audacity to touch. I can’t stand the thought of others touching my woman.”
“Have you been staring at me this entire time?”
You seriously doubt the validity of his claim yet decide to drop the subject. For now, you’re assessing the number he did to your skin, wincing at the litany of lovebites and hickeys marring your torso. The splotches stop right below your jawline. You do a mental recap of your closet for any clothes that’ll cover this evidence in the time it’ll take to heal. Scarfs are in style in Fontaine, but not so much in Liyue…
“Does it hurt?” Xiao inquires, his voice soft, almost remorseful.
You push your concerns to the side in favor of comforting the adepti, his countenance reminiscent of a kicked puppy. “No, not really, it’s fine. I was just a little taken back.”
To be fair, everything about this has you taken aback.
Using the vigilant yaksha’s testimony and your blurry memories, you were able to painstakingly piece together what brought you to his bed. You apparently summoned him by speaking his name, stumbling home from a get-together, drunk out of your wits. He didn’t know what to do with you in your inebriated state and brought you to his adepti abode. One thing led to another… now you’re in this awkward predicament.
To say you have mixed feelings is an understatement.
Xiao might be an immortal boasting next to no knowledge of human convention, yet to know he so quickly gave into carnal temptation makes you feel dirty. You’ve been trying to keep a level head. It isn’t easy when he’s been following you from room to room, stalking around in the shadows.
“I think I should head back to my place,” you look away from the mirror in favor of making eye contact with Xiao. “How do you leave an adepti’s abode?”
His lips part, then close, as if he’s seriously mulling over his answer. “I would need to let you out.”
You clear your throat when he doesn’t respond. “So, would you mind doing that?”
“There might be remnants of alcohol in your system. You should stay a while longer.”
The fine rope that is your patience grows thinner and thinner by the second. That’s a decision for you to make, not him. Mouthing Xiao off isn’t going to get you anywhere. If anything, he’ll take it as another reason for you not being fit to return to Liyue. You understand that he’s sworn to protect you, and that he takes promises seriously, but this is grossly overdoing it.
“What’s your definition of a while longer?”
“Until I believe you are of sound mind,” he replies, gazing off to the side. “If I hadn’t been the one to find you… hm. I will not linger on such things. Still, it is worth considering.”
You gape at him in disbelief. “Xiao, you’re not being serious, are you?”
“I fulfill every contract I make,” is his affirmation. “No matter the price.”
“How are you feeling? Can I get you anything else?”
Kazuha reminds you of a worker bee, buzzing from flower to flower, all in a manic frenzy to sate the queen. For the umpteenth time this morning, you reassure him that you’re perfectly fine and wanting for nothing. Well, aside from your clothes, that is. While you were blissfully unaware in the depths of slumber, Kazuha had taken it upon himself to wash your soiled garments and hang them on a clothesline.
“The wind is strong today,” he assured you. “It won’t take long.”
In the meantime, you’re wearing his black haori coat to preserve your dignity. Or whatever was left of it. The embarrassment must not be mutual, since he has had no difficulty conversing all morning while you struggle to choke out a few words. He sits noticeably closer to you and tends the campfire, humming a low tune.
“Um… Kazuha?” You whisper, immediately earning the male’s attention. His cherry-colored eyes soften at the mention of his name. A lump forms in the back of your throat that refuses to go away no matter how much water you gulp down. If his affection for you was a running river before, it’s a dam broken loose now; threatening to drown you with its overwhelming mass.
The words on your lips are going to shatter his heart. You know that, and it kills you; but what other option is there? It’s clear as day that he already has the wrong impression of your relationship. You need to quell this while you still can.
But when he looks at you like that… how can you say that you reciprocate his supposed love? That you hadn’t intended for this to happen, that it must’ve been one sip too many of sake clouding your judgment?
“I, uh,” you wet your lips, then sigh, temporarily resigning yourself to your fate, “Was wondering when we could go back to the city? I don’t think I’ll be able to find my way back by myself, since I’m not really sure where we even are. Your sense of direction has always been better than mine.”
Kazuha’s smile widens at the compliment. “There’s no rush, is there? I’m more than happy to forage or fish if you get hungry, and the weather’s agreeable too.”
You glance up at the sky. It’s overcast, clouds gray and hanging low, obscuring the sun from peaking out. While you’re aware of his ability to predict the weather, it wouldn’t take a meteorologist to surmise that it looks like you’re due for rain. The soft-spoken lie does little to calm your nerves.
You’re out here in the wilderness, bare aside for a single coat, alone with a man who has endured your roundabout rejections time and time again. Now that he’s gotten a taste of what he’s longed for, could he bring himself to part from the source? Would he even give you the opportunity to try?
The katana sheathed to his hip makes you hesitant to find out.
MUTUALS WHICH AM I
Stole it from Twitter @.cecilylyy_
Character X GN Reader | Anthology
Warning -> none, fluff / sfw
Includes: Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Itto, Scara, Xiao
It’s always an adventure. An unexpected ride that has you perched on the edge of your seat waiting for the momentum to flip your stomach. He’s got you second guessing your decisions as he’s egging you on, taunting you with that laugh and surrounding you with energy you’d compare to an unstable current searching for ground. You want to keep up, desperate as you try to best him. There is no winning against a competitor like this so all you can do is find comfort being beneath him.
You’ve grown to enjoy the non-stop days, grown used to the exhausting nights because they all contain a bit of him. You begin to wonder what it’s like to experience weightlessness because he’s made you float; though you don’t seem to realize his orbit is fixated on you. He is a man who pushes his own boundaries and will encourage you too until the line you never thought you’d cross is but a distant view.
He is your motivator, he is your railing. He draws the tears from your eyes in fits of laughter, he holds you tighter than most ever would because the feeling of your frame in his arms makes him strong. You are lifted, you are praised. Cared for in ways you were meant to be, deserve to be, and whether you are beside to him in the field or in spaces others don’t see he can’t help but whisper, “you are everything to me.”
It’s behind closed doors. A private matter meant only for the pair of hands locked together, for those whose touch has been built on trust and now rest in the comfort of their partner. He’s made it all right and you’ve done what you can to fill in the gaps he didn’t know he was missing. Plaster in the lonely corners neglected by a shadow he can’t see through. He watches your back and is comforted to know the eyes that watch his are filled with only him.
The days he gives to you are precious gifts, the hours of the night when the world sleeps are the most active in your life. You are his welcoming embrace when there is no more trace of the tasks he must accomplish. A kiss on the brow, a whisper against his skin as you take him in and tell him how proud you are. He used to think these moments in the quiet were to quell the guilt of his absence but now he’s realized they are the sustenance he needs to provide the life you deserve; on his back is the world he will preserve all for the sake of you.
He is your reassurance, your strength. He brings a smile to your lips, makes you fall into the arms that make you feel safe. He loves to watch you shine and will cradle your face with tender touch just so he can kiss the cheeks he adores so much. He’s your constant, your one and only. The answers to your future as the world unfolds, he’s vowed to be the hand you’ll hold all the days of his life.
It’s a night to remember. Alleyway passages and drifting evening chatter that blankets your world. He’s whispering secrets in your ear that force you to cover your face or cough out your drink. The feigned compassion that spreads across his face is all in good fun, he knows the slap on his arm is as harmless as the bite you give him in response. You do all that you can to get even with him but it takes an expert to knock the captain off his guard even if you are the only one to knock him off his feet.
You’ve started to share with others the description of your favorite scent. The musk of the night, crips cool air, and sugary sweet liquids that make your lips stick together. He’s a maze full of secrets and while he’s given you a map there are still paths unknown to you. Perhaps if you ask nicely he will pave your way but that will be another day. That is if you’re brave enough to stay and please, whatever you do, don’t turn away.
He is your comfort, your desire. He holds you against him when the chance is given. Arms around waist, hands finding yours face all so he can touch your nose and feel his heart pound and the glorious sound of the laugh you have just for him. You are everything, you are his. He has been tasked with burdens too heavy but damn the world for he would never levy the price of your love for any of it.
It’s never a dull day. Energy in spades you do your best to keep up. The grip you have on him is so tight you worry you’ll be left behind but never fear because Itto’s here and he will carry you high on his shoulders. The world seems so different on the back of the sun; a radiant glow in the darkness. He will bring you to the light. With hands stretch so high you could touch the sky he’s shouting how easily he’d gather the clouds for you. It’s a life of joy in his capable arms.
You’ve learned how to breath through fits of laughter. Been brought to your knees as you watch him with ease say something he didn’t think through. Lucky for him he’s built up his brawn and found him his brain in the shape of you. You might have to keep your wits about you, slip a few tricks up your sleeve to keep him from trouble but your joy is surely doubled when he barges through your door.
He is your glee, you security. He never gives up even when he should because he knows the world has limitless possibilities, one of the best being you. You are a rarity, the best of the best. You will always stand above the rest and when you root him on, when you lay your head upon his chest he feels more powerful than a massive boulder. When you lean upon his shoulder and ask for him to hold you he shouts for the world, “this will never get old!”
It’s for your eyes only. It’s weakness to care but he can’t stop himself when it comes to you. There's never a certainty if he will be welcoming but you are patient and he is weak. In the middle of the day he will speak your name and will you to come to him. When dusk has settled and there’s no one left to mettle, he will pull you close. It’s intense, the way he keeps you, but you don’t mind that the electricity that flows through your limbs is all for him; as it always should be.
You’ve found a steady rhythm. Samples of yourself to offer him so he never becomes unsatisfied. A kiss here, a touch there, a fleeting glance that gives him the change to ask for your time. You’d happily give him more if his work weren’t such a chore and the duties on his plate so grand. Still, you wait for the hand that beckons you in and shuts out the light so only he can see the what you were always meant to be.
He is your calling, your obsession. He makes you shake from a simple word, makes you quake with a hand against your neck. He has you completely. It’s as if he knows that you’ve carved his name into your soul. You are captive, you are whole. He didn’t imagine that someone could love a heart that didn’t know how to beat yet here you were happy to greet a man as dark as he. What could you be but a savior to him and everything that he’d ever need.
It’s a quiet moment. Seconds in the sun are far brighter when he is near, bouts under the stars seem to gather in order to gaze at the places you have been. He sits without worry because you are safety. You pass through his world without fear, without reservation because he has welcomed you in every time. He’s forgotten in these minutes, in these hours, in these days what it feels like to lose his way. He looks at you and knows your hand will guide him back should the path ever become clouded again.
You’ve memorized the bark on the tree, know the exact moment to step forward on the elevator. You can trace the lines on his arm in your sleep and sometimes you do when the two of you rest under star-speckled sky. He’s been disconnected for so long yet now he feels he’s been waiting for you. Strings coiling together to build a stronger bond, an unbreakable tether to withstand and weather the storm.
He is your protector, the one who answers when you call for his aid. He begs for nothing and asks for naught but his eyes illuminate when they catch you existing and his heart is wrought with feelings he can’t explain. You are a mortal, a moment in time. There is no clarity to his thoughts so he pushes them aside and instead listens to the heart that knows nothing but your name.
.. just thinking about dressing up for diluc.. imagine he comes home from work and just wants to ~mingle~ but reader wants to try something new so they are like "I'll be out the bathroom in a min!" And they come out full on maid uniform calling him master?!?! BRAINROTTTTT AUUGGGH 🤤🤤🤤
Master Diluc | toa
w — nsfw, dom master diluc x afab reader, established relationship, modern au, table fuck, fingering, blowjob, slight cussing, minors dni
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You've prepared everything. Candles on the table, a fancy meal, if everything goes according to plan tonight, you might be able to wear that. Diluc's been busy these past few days, you can see how tired he is and how stressed he's been. He always say that he needs something new, like everyday he lives the same day and it was getting too tiring for him.
You've searched and prepared a lot but this is the only thing you could do for now. Knowing you, Diluc would never expect something like that. You smile to yourself, excited but nervous.
"Honey, I'm home" he said, carrying food, as soon as he saw the table, he smiled "Sorry, I didn't know you were going to cook, I brought food"
You giggle a little "Oh it's alright, we can eat my cooking tomorrow morning, we'll heat it up" you grab what he was holding and prepare everything while he takes a warm shower.
You start getting nervous "Will this work?" you whisper to yourself, feeling your heart beat in your face. You've never done this before.
"How was work?" You asked, you were both eating, you two conversed and talked to each other about how the day went.
An hour later, you were both sitting on the sofa, just watching television when he suddenly pulled your waist closer to him. He leaned in and whispered "Want to go to bed?"
You knew exactly what he meant because he started rubbing your waist. You become nervous, thinking if you will continue the plan or not.
"What's the matter? Something wrong?" He stopped what he was doing and stared at you sincerely, worried. You shook your head no and stood up.
In a spur of the moment, you ran and yelled "I'll be right back real fast!" Diluc was dumbfounded but he waited anyway. A few minutes later, you came back in a full on maid outfit.
"Master Diluc? Sorry for making you wait" You bowed a little while giggling, it was so embarassing but you wanted to sway him off his feet.
Diluc's eyes widen, his face immediately became red. Staring at how short your dress was, how it embraces your chest, making it look bigger "Wow" he said, standing up and wrapping your waist with both his hands, pulling you close to him "Beautiful"
You hugged him back and laughed "Did I surprise you?" he stared on your face and kissed you deeply, pulling your hips even closer to his.
"Yes" he pulled back a little just to say it and continued the kiss. Not long after, it became intense, he inserted his tongue and caressed your ass, slightly pulling the dress up but not fully "What I might do, might surprise you too"
You hear your heart beating and your body getting super hot "D-Diluc" he inserted his hand under the dress and pulled your underwear down. You felt the coldness on your vagina, making you even wetter.
His mouth not leaving your lips, kissing and biting it from time to time, not letting you breathe. He needed this, he needed you. His grips on your body became tighter, letting himself get drunk by your scent.
You start squirming, with him inserting his fingers on your hole, you couldn't help it. He pushed you backwards as his fingers go deeper inside your pussy, your ass touching the table. His face never away from your face even if you moan.
He made you sit on the table, carrying you above it and spreading your legs, your slick flowing on your thighs. He walked back a little to stare at your full body "You're really getting it tonight" with a smile he walked near you again and cupped your breasts, he stared at your cleavage "Beautiful" then started licking above it. He played with your chest while licking it.
Everything felt so hot and cold at the same time, you stroked his red locks pushing him deeper in your chest. Your leg hugging his waist so you could feel anything on your bare vagina. You start humping on him, feeling his erection above his pants.
You sit properly, making him stop and lean back. You hop on the table and start removing his clothes. He he chuckled "My girl can't wait huh? All right" he let you do all the work.
You kneeled right in front of him, holding his massive erect cock on your hand, you stared at him before saying "Can I, master?"
Diluc decided to play along with your little shenanigan and said "Go ahead, please your master" you stroked it, just by that and he was already intoxicated.
He immediately held on to your head, you start sucking it, licking it while it goes in and out of your mouth. You did the same thing over and over again until he was the one moving his own hips as his dick goes in and out of your warm mouth.
You feel the tip of his cock on your throat making you gag, a mix of saliva and pre cum flowing down on your cleavage. A second later, he made you stand up and sit on the table again, spreading your legs and quickly inserting a finger inside your pussy, making you squeal.
"D-Diluc! Oh sh—it" You accidentally shout, your eyes rolling upwards. Your moans were uncontrollable because he went at a fast pace as soon as his finger went in "A-ah! Diluc!" you held onto his arms full of veins as he inserted another finger. He kissed your cheeks then on your neck, adding more pleasure.
"I can't be the only one feeling good" He whispered, tickling your neck. You were losing your mind, his pace was the same as before, not even slowing down as you reach your climax.
You try to talk properly but only moans come out. You gripped onto his arm so tight that you start pinching it from all the pleasure.
You start shivering, squirming all around feeling your high "D—iluc" you were breathing so hard. He then removed his fingers inside you, your slick covered his hand, flowing down. He stared at you, how messy you were at the moment and licked his own fingers.
"Can't finish without your master" he said, you panted, catching your breath as you lay yourself down on the table, covering your face "Tired?"
You nodded, still catching your breath "N-No" he held onto your thighs and pulled it closer to his waist, wrapping it around him. He rubbed his dick on your clit making you sit right back up. You saw what he was doing and moaned slightly, falling into his torso. He was holding your dress up so it wouldn't interfere with what he was doing.
He kissed your neck again and then kissed you "You ready for the real thing?" he couldn't stop kissing you all over, from your lips to the cheeks to the nose then the neck.
You nodded. Before inserting his length in you, he pulled your tube down, revealing your erect nipples, you felt cold. He then said "I like watching them bounce whenever I fuck you"
You swear to God your face was redder than an apple but you don't want to be beaten by your own game. You started this whole thing, although surprised by how aggressive he was tonight, you tried to come up with something he would never expect "Go on and fuck me master" you reply and in an instant his whole length was inside you, causing you to moan loudly as he thrusts and pounds inside of you.
"That turns me on" Diluc whispered, continuing to pound inside you, slapping your right breast "Repeat what you said"
With the uncontrollable moans, you tried your best to even speak "Go on and fu—ck me master" he went even deeper, his balls hitting your ass. In a moment you were screaming, begging him to never stop and to go faster, deeper. You've lost your mind. Your leg hugging his hips so he could go even deeper.
Diluc's grunts became heavier, watching your breasts bounce whenever he pounds inside of you is his motivation to go even deeper and faster. He stared at your whole body, how the maid outfit tickles his stomach, how tight your embrace is on his neck, hearing you moan and beg loudly. Everything was just perfect.
The table started moving and making sounds, along with the both of you. He laid you down gently and spread your legs before continuing his pounding.
"I-m cumming!!" You yelled out, forcing your legs to close but he was holding it. You gripped on the table sides, feeling your high.
You were both sweaty and breathing heavily. Everything felt so hot and sexy. His start to rub your clit while fucking your insides, he loved how you looked tonight "Cum with — me" his head bent upwards, feeling his own climax.
You screamed and came. With one final thrust, he did too. You feel so weak and your legs were shivering. He carefully removed his cock and pumped it up and down, cum spilling on your outfit as you lay down on the table.
You sat up and felt something drip on your legs, Diluc helped you down on the table "I love you, thank you" he said as he pulles the tube up to your breasts, covering it "Want to get cleaned up and sleep?"
"Yeaah" You nodded, chuckling "Did you love it?"
He laughed while you both go in the bathroom "Isn't it obvious?" you took your outfit off and you both showered, letting him wash your hair and your body, vice versa.
The day ended with the both of you, arm in arm in your bed. Sleeping peacefully.
The End ♡
how they kiss♡
Diluc, Thoma, Albedo, Zhongli, Dainslef, Kaeya, Venti, Hu Tao, Childe, Itto, Jean, Ayaka, Ganyu, Keqing, Lisa, Ningguang, Beidou, Ayato
some characters may be repeated
Warning: heated kisses, sfw, and just loads of fluff, rlly.
No mention of gender (safe to say that it is GN)
Diluc, Thoma, Albedo, Zhongli, Dain :
They begin with a hesitant brush of their lips against yours. They gently hold your face with one of their hand, a thumb caressing your cheek. After a few careful kisses, you'd expect them to stop but no. After tasting the sweet taste of your lips, they want more: they grow hungrier with every kisses. The kiss deepens, it gets heated. One of their hand finds your waist and pulls you closer to their body. Their lips work meticulously on yours, making sure they can savor every seconds. Needless to say that you are both left breathless by the end of this makeup session...
Kaeya, Venti, Hu Tao, Childe, Itto:
Messy kisses all the way. Their lips crash on yours, land next to your lips, their nose is squished against your cheek, etc. Their hands frantically travel your body as if they're desperately searching for something. Shaky breath, intense kisses, with sometimes a few chuckles in between as they break the kiss to catch their breath and let you breathe as well, before their lips jump back to yours once again. Often, they will let their lips travel on the soft skin of you neck. Will definitely leave hickeys and soft bites on your collar. Will end this kissing session with their forehead against yours, laughing sheepishly/chuckling softly.
Jean, Ayaka, Ganyu, Keqing:
They leave soft kisses all over your face. Small pecks on your cheeks, your nose, your eyelids, etc. They kiss your lips at the end, probably because they're a bit shy, or again they want to save the best to the end! Once they capture your lips with theirs, you share a tender and soft kiss. It feels like you have thousands of butterflies fluttering in your stomach and you feel like you're floating. Sadly it does not last long, but you are both left satisfied and filled with so much love. Will probably avert their gaze in shyness or even apologize for "overdoing" it. Please pat their head and tell them that it's alright (and that they can always do more. you might break them tho--).
Lisa, Kaeya, Ningguang, Beidou, Ayato :
Will start by kissing the palm of your hand, then the inside, with their eyes closed. They trail tender kisses all along your soft skin. Will open their eyes to admire your flustered expression. They flash you a seductive smile before getting closer to your face. "May I?" once consent given, they lose no time and immediately dive in for a passionate kiss. Those kind of kisses that leave you weak in the knees and make you grip into their clothes. It makes them smile often, filling their heart with pride whenever you grip into them for more balance.
-Ningguang general dating hc
-GN reader who likes to take nap on their s/o's lap (Ganyu, Mona, Ayaka, Yoimiya)
yoo i really like your writing! how about making out w ningguang, beidou, jean, and lisa hcs :00 preferably more of a sub reader but if not, it’s all fine! 👍👍
Making Out w/ Her (sub!reader version)
Characters: Ningguang, Beidou, Jean, Lisa x gn!reader
Warnings: nsfw themes
A/n: thank you thank you! I tried to make the reader as submissive as possible so I hope I made the cut 🥲
• Kisses to Ningguang was like a luxury. It was not a way to vent frustration but a way to embrace her sexuality. She’ll light candles to set the mood and make everything feel special.
• Ningguang was probably more than likely experienced, but everything about her was a mystery. If she didn’t have any beforehand, then what gave this woman the skills to mesmerize you with her lips in such a manner.
• Ningguang’s kisses felt predatory, almost like a pure white snake was wrapping itself around prey. She would lure you in with a rich feeling and suffocate you in her sex appeal.
Ningguang looked at you with puppy dog eyes, her milky white thighs crossed as she waved you over with her index finger. “Come little one,” she commanded. When you came within range she pulled you down by the collar of your shirt. “How will you please me today?”
Using her other hand she caressed your cheek, smiling before she closed the short distance between your two lips. You had noticed she wore her expensive red lipstick for this occasion, the waxy feeling coating your own lips.
You felt so much pleasure coming from all five senses. She smelled of a rich perfume, she felt like the finest silk, her moans reverberated throughout your brain, she looked like fragile porcelain, and tasted of aged wine.
You couldn’t help but drop to your knees, her legs uncrossing to allow you to waddle closer. Your hands desperately latching onto her waist as her legs wrapped around your own waist. You two were entangled together like a web.
You separated leaving a trail of saliva, noticing her smirk as she used her thumb to wipe the messy stains of her red lipstick on your face. “Aren’t you eager today,” she hummed, her lips hovering over your own. “I’ll show you that I won’t allow you simple pleasure. You’ll have to work for it, yearn for my body,” she hissed.
• Beidou’s confidence depended on whether she was sober or drunk. If she’s sober, she’ll be more conservative and clean. If she’s drunk, expect very sloppy and wild kisses.
• For such a bold personality Beidou is probably surprisingly innocent. She’s so focused on her crew that she doesn’t have time for her love life. She might know how to kill a sea serpent but she won’t know how to satisfy you without some liquid courage.
• Beidou’s kisses felt wet and sloppy if she was drunk. She might sometimes sidetrack from your lips and end up kissing half your lip. If she’s sober, it was very passionate after you both grew accustomed to the feeling.
Beidou looked at you with hungry eyes, her cheeks were flushed pink so you could tell she was already a couple of shots into the night. She bit her lips to wet and soften the chapped feeling. Without warning she used her gorilla grip on the back of your head, squeezing her fingers to grasp onto your hair, forcing you into a deep sensual kiss.
You could taste the sharp medicinal flavor of beer fresh on her lips. Getting drunk on the pure feeling of her lips dancing alongside yours. She didn’t even care that she was in public, her crew gazing and looking away awkwardly.
The night was still young, yet she kissed you as if the world was ending. Her rushed movements didn’t give you a second to breathe or catch any type of break. Her haste was what precisely gave you such a high, the feeling of her so desperately needing you.
Her grip strengthened, and she pulled you closer than ever before. You tried to pull away to breathe after such intensity, but she didn’t allow it. You even tried tapping out on her back, but she ignored your body language. You were going to obey her, and only her. You were kissing on her terms.
She pulled away after maybe a minute, gasping for air like a fish on land. You swore you could see her steamy breath of hot air. “Let’s take this somewhere else yeah? I don’t want a pretty thing such as yourself to rot as the night passes,” she smooth talked as she led you to her private quarters.
• Jean was veryyyyy shy, literally she won’t even try to make out with you unless she had some pent-up emotion. Depending on how she was feeling was the quality of the kiss. If she’s upset, it felt messy. If she was happy, it felt bold. If she was angry, it felt rough.
• Jean will treat it as a ritual, it had to be a specific setting, a specific time, and a specific position. If not she’ll get all flustered and she’ll freeze up like a deer in headlights.
• Jean’s kisses felt soft most of the time. She didn’t have any fancy tricks up her sleeve so it was often one repetitive motion. But regardless you could tell just how much she loved you and exactly what she was feeling through her kisses.
Jean might’ve claimed the title of the Dandelion Knight, but to her, you were the only dandelion in sight. She was so delicate and gentle with you, hesitating to even put a hand on you in fear you might blow away. Her hesitation made you giggle a little, using your own hand to guide hers to your waistline.
Jean had a bright pink flush on her face, feeling queasy about this whole situation. “Are you sure you want to kiss me?” Jean asked, earning a smile from you. You closed the distance for a peck, not replying to her question just yet.
You guided Jean on how to dominate you and take control of situations like these. She was quite a fast learner, she’d be a pro in no time you assumed. Your two lips were synchronized like an elegant ball dance practiced by the two of you.
Once you were certain you had her in your trance you separated from Jean’s desperate lips. You even caught her leaning in for more, a frustrated questioning look on her face as to why you stopped. “Does that answer your question, Jean?” You wrapped your arms loosely around her neck. “Of course, I want to kiss you. Now loosen up, you’re killing the mood.”
Jean gasped at your comment, only to immediately be shut up by your lips once again. She molded into you, her touch becoming firmer, and her lips blending together with yours. You smiled once more under her kiss, she was really starting to get the hang of this.
• Man oh man was Lisa the devil when it came to making out. She was quite the tease, if you were well behaved that day, she’ll praise you. If you were poorly behaved she might just degrade you.
• Being Lisa’s age and with her flirtatious tendencies, she’s bound to have some experience down her sleeve. In fact, maybe too much, she’ll pull tricks that drove you crazy. Tricks such as lip biting, sucking, etc.
• Kissing Lisa felt like a thirst you couldn’t quench, this mama was far beyond your reach. She’s like a cat, if you show her what you want, she’ll never give it to you without a decent fight.
You felt a wet kiss on your earlobe and a pair of hands resting on your shoulders. Although startled, you knew exactly who the culprit was, Lisa. You turned around swiftly with your teeth gritting in embarrassment, earning a giggle from the librarian. “Ara~ mad now are we? Too bad you’re just the cutest little thing,” she cooed at you like you were a small dog. Her lustful green eyes looking at you with only seduction in mind.
You turned to face her, placing your hands firmly on her waist. If she wanted a show, you’d show her just who was in control alright. You went deadly close to her lips, only to hesitate on the moment of contact. “Awe you’re all bark and no bite. How boring. If you really wanna make a girl excited, you have to be confident,” she guided you.
You were so angry at her teasing she might as well have seen a vein-popping from your forehead. Just before you were willing to smash your two lips together she backed away, “Not so fast there, you want a kiss from miss Lisa that badly?“ she teased. “Beg.”
She had you in checkmate, with a blush creeping throughout your face you stood in shock. Your ego was far too brittle to do that, “hehe, I’m only kidding. My cute little helper deserves more than that,” she used her index and middle finger to walk up your arm. “Am I right?”
Without another moment's hesitation, she gently pressed her lips against yours. The soft pillowy feeling and the wet glide from the contact. She smelled like roses it drove you crazy. You were so fortunate a woman as powerful as Lisa had you wrapped around her finger.
Okay, okay, since you dear said it was okay here goes nothing!~
Could I please request Diluc, Zhongli (and maybe more Xiao and Scara again if that’s alright..?) taking care of their s/o who regresses when they’re really sleepy/happy and just kind of..? stop talking and make little noises instead if that makes sense..? Perhaps it makes communication a bit difficult but it takes a few nod/shake questions and any situation can be solved~ Hehe~
Anything else is up to you~ And feel free to switch or add any characters!!~
I hope this isn’t too much or too specific! Please remember to take care of yourself and take your time with everything, thank you!!~ 💜💜
I loved this!! It was fluffy and fun to write!! Don't feel afraid to request more! Enjoy anon! ♥️
Genshin boys with an S/O who regresses when sleepy/happy
It was one of the nice nights that Diluc was home early and you were near the fire reading a good book, watching the rain come down against the windows and smiling at the strikes of lightning lighting up the sky. You loved the rain and the book you were reading was an exceptionally good one too, a fantasy adventure novel that was in the middle of its climax. The redhead was in the kitchen cleaning some dishes and you had finished cleaning the living room, now excited and captivated by your two interests. You felt yourself start to go into a little space and luckily your lover knew about them so you felt comfortable, happily staring at the rain and keeping the page in your book.
You ran off to Diluc in the kitchen and grabbed his hand, giggling and making small noises of happiness to him, beaming at his smile and pulling him over to the window. “Hello, darling. What’re you doing?” Smiling, you kept pulling his hand and trying to get him to see what you wanted him to, hoping he understood. The dark knight hero stood there not knowing what to do and grabbed your outstretched hand, “Is something wrong, baby?” You shook your head and he cocked his head to the side, wondering what it could be. Nevertheless, he followed you and you laughed, rushing over to the living room with your book in hand. You joyfully jumped as you let go of his hand and climbed on the couch, looking back and forth between him and then the storm. “The rain? Yeah, it’s coming down pretty hard.” You smiled brightly and continued to point at the rain then to your book.
Adorable. You were so cute when you were like this, even something you were ashamed of sometimes was what he loved about you and everything else. “Yeah, the rain is pretty isn’t it?” You nodded and kissed his cheek, looking back down at your book and showing it to him. Making a small noise to indicate what you wanted and pushing it into his chest. “Do you want me to read it to you? The rain is nice to listen to.” Nodding to him, you giggled and sat down on the couch, basking in the warmth given by the fire. “Okay- come here, darling.” You moved you onto his lap, the scarlet red hair now let loose and tickled your cheek. He started reading and glancing at you occasionally; Diluc kissed your cheek and whispered positive affirmations, enjoying the warmth that both you and the fire gave.
It was really late when the geo archon got back from the funeral parlor after a certain nasty client caused a ruckus and Hu Tao said for him to head home, she’d deal with the angry woman named Karen. When he got home he expected you to be asleep but he saw you sleepily coloring some kind of animal on the sheet of paper, quietly stepping in and closing the door. The sound of the door alerted you to your lover coming home and you popped up, rubbing your eyes and yawning as you grabbed your paper to show him. Zhongli smiled at your little self and softly chuckled to himself, eyeing the paper that was in your hand.
“What’s that you have darling?” You made a small humming noise and lifted up the picture to show him, tiredly smiling at him with pride. He looked at the picture and admired all the colors you had put together, how it resembled what he thought was an adepti. “That looks wonderful, love. Hm, what-” You pulled at his sleeve and pointed to the picture he was holding, then moved your finger between the both of you. “Do you want to draw one of us?” Making a noise of disagreement you shook your head and again did the same gesture, confusing him more.
After a couple more questions and nods he finally understood, you wanted to draw pictures with him. “Beloved, I would love to color but it’s very late and you need sleep. Alright?” You pouted and shook your head, tugging on his sleeve a bit harder. Clearly, you weren’t going to put this down and Zhongli was too tired to make it through this argument. “Okay, darling. How about we color first thing in the morning and when we go to sleep I can read you a bedtime story?” You swayed your head back and forth before finally agreeing, laughing when he swept you up in his arms and kissed your nose. Bringing you to bed and convincing you both to change into nightclothes, cuddling you as he whispered sweet nothings.
It was the early morning on a Sunday and the balladeer was sleeping since it was one of the days that he could afford to sleep in and turned over to feel…nothing. Nothing? Where were you? Rubbing his eyes, he peered around the room and saw nothing, groaning the idea of getting up early to find you. Maybe you were in his office doing some work as his assistant but it was too early for you to be up so what were you doing. “Y/N! Are you around here?” Getting up and put on a robe, slid open the door, and headed to his office. A shocked expression crossed his face when you weren’t there and heard some commotion come from the side room where you usually worked, seeing quite an interesting sight.
“Beloved?” You sat on the desk folding pieces of paper into planes and then trying to shoot them across the room, totally oblivious to your lover in the doorway. Scaramouche cleared his throat and smirked when you looked at him, your soft doe eyes peering back at him and he instantly knew why you were doing this. A smile graced your face and you shot up, hugging him tightly and kissing his cheek. You made excited sounds and pulled him toward the table, handing him the paper, then taking one of your own and shooting it across the room. “What are you doing?” Laughing as he realized you were in a little space, he decided to indulge you and took the paper in your hand, folding as you showed him. Humming to himself as he finished it looked pretty well made if he said so himself.
Scaramouche went to throw it when you caught his wrist and shook your head, and he frowned. “Well, do you want me to hold it? Pretty useless looking then.” You now frowned and pouted, you yawned and rubbed your eyes. Continuing to make them, you pointed at you then motioned to shoot the planes and turned around babbling at the nearby hill. “You want us to go to that hill,” You nodded and made a noise of excitement, huh, pretty cute. “And shoot the paper planes off them?” Jumping up and down, he laughed and rolled his eyes, grabbing your hand back to your room to get dressed.
You and Xiao were off looking at crystalflies in Guyun Stone Forest, giggling at the way they swarmed around him and tickled his nose. The Adeptus twitched his nose and blew at them, huffing when he couldn’t get them to fly off or fly away from him. A certain bright teal one caught your eye and drew you away from your lover, chasing after it towards a small river and hopping on certain stones to catch it. It flitted around you and used anemo whisps to blow your hair around, circling around you and flying back to Xiao. You made small excited noises and jumped at the crystalfly nearly running into Xiao, pointing at the creature and ecstatically mumbling nonsense.
“Hm? What? Yes, that’s a crystalfly.” He cocked his head when you shook his head and continued to point at the crystalfly, then touching his teal-streaked hair and smiling. Coaxing one of the creatures onto your finger, you held it next to his face and blushed. Both of them were so pretty and unlike the crystalfly, Xiao would refuse to admit so unless you threaten him with PDA (which you would never do unless he wanted). In Xiao’s position, you were much easier to be around when you were like this because you couldn’t tease him like you always did, not that he liked you to be silent but you were cute and carefree.
Something he not only envied but loved to see in you, more so because you were always worried or doing something. You were never able to relax, I mean he didn’t either, and it hurt him that you were constantly at work. You kissed his cheek and fully pointed to him then to the crystalfly, he finally got what you were trying to say and blushed heavily. Turning his face to the side and mumbling curses at you, Xiao should’ve realized that even in a little space you’d always find a way to fluster him. “Okay I got it, but that doesn’t mean I agree with you. I happen to think the opposite.” He picked you up bridal style and started to head back to Wangshu Inn.
summary: how they cuddle with their partner (who would´ve guessed, captain obvious)
pairings: childe x gn!reader; xiao x gn!reader; scaramouche x gn!reader; chongyun x gn!reader
warnings: suggestive in childe´s and chongyun´s part if you squint hard enough; mentions of violence/murder in childe´s and scara´s part; assault in xiao´s; molesting in scara´s (nothing is too descriptive or explored in depth but if you feel uncomfortable, please skip that part; my writing should not jeopardise your health)
a/n: if i zhongli doesn´t come home it´s because i kicked him of the list to make room for chongyun
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His subordinates would not believe that this is Tartaglia, 11th of the Fatui Harbingers, rumoured to have assassinated Rex Lapis, the one who summoned the Overlord of the Vortex and almost destroyed Liyue Harbor
Right now, he bears more resemblance to a puppy than to a cold-hearted killer
When he comes home, he basically leaves his job at the door and picks it back up when he leaves the next day
Wants all of your attention and affection
Will pout and whine about it if you don´t give it to him
Coming home and immediately pulling you onto the couch for cuddles >>>
If you still have something to do, he will either follow you around the house to be close to you or will try to help you get it done faster
When you reprimand him to wash up first after some particularly… nasty business, it´ll make him want to commit more nasty business but he will begrudgingly comply
Loves plopping down on top of you and just putting all of his weight on you the guy is tall and swings around weapons all day, he´s heavy
He just finds extreme comfort in being able to hold you so close and knowing you´re safe
You drawing shapes onto his arms or running your hands along his back? Could you be any more perfect?
If you play with his hair or massage his scalp, he´s putty in your arms
You were lounging around on your couch, reading a book and basking in the last sunlight of the day when the front door opened. In walked Childe, sighing and dragging his feet the second his foot crossed the threshold. If he´d walked around like that all day you were sure you could´ve heard him all the way across the harbour.
Alas, he visibly perked up when his eyes found you, exactly where he wanted you. There was again more spring in his step when he drew closer although his good mood was stumped when you narrowed your eyes at him over the top of your book.
“Aww angel, you´re crushing my heart. I come home after tough day where the only thought that kept me going was you and the first thing I get is `No´. Not `Welcome home, how was your day, I missed you´. How could I fall for someone this cruel?” He was whining like, well, a child.
You deadpanned at his theatrics and put your book down “I just don´t want you on my couch right now.” Giving him a closer once-over, you noticed the dried bloodstains on his shirt, colouring it a deeper crimson than it already was. There were little cuts visible on his forearms where he had rolled up his sleeves and you were certain that you´d wake up to his torso covered in nasty purplish bruises. He always insisted that it was fine and that he was used to it but it didn´t make the sight any easier on you.
“I´m sorry”, you sighed, sitting up and putting one hand on his cheek, thumb tracing a shallow cut under his eye. “Didn´t mean to be so mean. Go take a shower and then we can spend the rest of the evening cuddling, sound good?”
Childe nodded eagerly before something more mischievous glinted in his ocean blue eyes as he playfully raised an eyebrow “Or you could just come and take a shower with me. Sounds even better if you ask me.”
Shaking your head at him and explaining that you already took a shower after coming home from work, you let him pull you to your feet and into a short kiss nonetheless. You´ve always been bad at telling him no and you were both aware of it.
After relocating to the bathroom, Childe was quick to get out of his dirty clothes while you were putting your hair up and out of the way with no intention of washing it again. It had become rather normal for you to help wash his hair or scrub his back, carefully moving around fresh injuries, even if you didn´t fully join him in the shower. But, given that your boyfriend was still somewhat of a kid at heart and had a hydro vision, most of the time you came out just as soaked as him.
Once he´d washed the last bit of mud off and put on a clean pair of sweats you sat him down on the edge of your shared bed and began drying his hair, then moved on to inspecting and cleaning his wounds.
When you were finally satisfied with your work, he wasted no time pulling you into him and falling backwards onto the mattress. While he insisted that you needn´t fuss over a couple of scratches, he couldn´t deny that having you take care of him felt so good and couldn´t help but greedily crave more of your love.
So, for the rest of the night, he held you close, arms wrapped tightly around your waist, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and pressing sweet kisses to your forehead, temple, nose, lips… wherever he could reach really. With your hands running through his still damp, ginger strands and your hearts beating in the same rhythm, Childe felt himself slowly growing drowsy as a warm feeling spread through his chest and followed him into his dreams.
He needs to trust you a lot before even considering letting you come close
Scared his karmic debt will affect you too if you spend time in his proximity
Due to his rather isolating lifestyle and not interacting with people much, he´s also inexperienced with social interaction despite having lived for a long time already
While Xiao comes off as intimidating and stand-offish, words and tone often sounding harsh, you know sometimes he just doesn´t know how to better express himself
Once you´ve gained his trust though, he´ll be surprised to see that his karmic debt isn´t becoming stronger but finding it to be less excruciating and painful
Not one for pda so cuddling is happening when you´re both alone
Doesn´t like to beat around the bush, so even if he finds it somewhat embarrassing and flushes adorably, he will straightforwardly ask for your attention when he feels like he needs it
Enjoys both holding you and being held, wants to feel like he´s protecting you but also finds solace in your soothing embrace
Likes listening to you talking about your day, just hearing your voice calms him
Also, Xiao is naturally curious, so whenever you mention something he´s not familiar with he´ll intently listen to your explanation
As an adeptus, he has almost no need for sleep but the few time that he does succumb to it, he´s prone to nightmares
Feeling you next to him helps drive the intrusive thoughts away and he´ll pull you closer, letting the beat of your heart lull him to a more relaxing rest
Today was your day off, so no commissions to keep you busy. Since Xingqiu´s birthday was coming up, you agreed to join forces with Chongyun, trying to find the perfect gift. The two of you had been scouring shop after shop and were completely spent but you were able to find a high-quality calligraphy set and decided to call it a day. After bidding the young exorcist goodbye, you made your way back to Wangshu Inn but the tranquillity of your day was disturbed when you crossed the Guili Plains.
“Oi, grab ´em!” Two pairs of hands took hold of your arms and pulled you away from the path. In front of you appeared the gruff face of a treasure hoarder, grinning as he tightly grabbed your hair “Heya there, sweetheart, ya look like yer carrying a lot of cash, ya wanna share, right?”
“Can´t say that I do, I´m not the charity you know”, you gritted out. He tightened his fist around your strands but you weren´t scared in the slightest. After all, you´d faced much more daunting commissions and your boyfriend was a high-ranking adeptus who´d spent a lot of time making sure that you´d be alright on your own.
“Aren´t ya a brave one? But wrong answer, sweetie.” The treasure hoarders around you pulled out various weapons- shovels, knives, crossbows, you name it- but unfortunately for those jerks, they picked the wrong person to rob. Xiao had taught you an easy adepti art to conceal your weapon and had given you advanced lessons in self-defence as well as polearm usage.
A couple of minutes later you were stashing your spear away again, stepping over the groaning men sprawled on the ground “You guys really shouldn´t pick on people on their way home, I´ll be late because of you idiots.”
When you finally climbed all the stairs to the topmost room of the inn, greeting Verr Goldet on your way, your boyfriend was already waiting for you, standing with his back to you and watching the planes of Dihua Marsh.
“I know, I know, that´s what I told them too.”
At that, he turned around, narrowed amber eyes scanning your face and dishevelled appearance before landing on a scratch near your hairline. He closed the gap between you quicker than you could blink, gloved fingers ghosting the mark “Who did that to you?”
“It´s nothing, I´ve dealt with them already.”
“No, (y/n), tell me who dared lay a hand on you. I´ll-“
“Xiao,” you whisper, taking his outstretched between your own and placing a soft kiss on his knuckles “look at me, I´m fine, see?”
Dropping his forehead against yours and pulling you into him by your waist, he heaved out a deep sigh “I do and I also trust that you can take care of yourself, I know you´re strong. Still, I can´t help but feel uneasy when I don´t know that you´re safe. You mortals are so fragile after all. Is that silly of me?”
You gently led him over to the bed in the corner of the room, marvelling at how natural the action had become after it seemed so impossible that he´d ever let you close at first. After learning more about the yaksha, you realised that he´d pushed you away for your own sake, isolating himself in order not to hurt you. Slowly but surely, and with a lot of reassurance from you, you showed him that he needn´t be afraid of who he was and that it was okay to be vulnerable from time to time.
Sitting up against the headboard, you wrapped your arms around him and guided his head to rest on your chest, close to your heart. Taking hold of his hand again, you ran your index finger along his slender ones, gliding down to where his gloves ended. Silently asking for his permission to take them off, warmth and adoration flooding your body when he helped you slip the material off. The adeptus let out the breath he didn´t realise he was holding when you resumed tracing the lines and callouses of the exposed skin.
“No, Xiao, it´s not silly. It´s natural to want the people you care about to be safe.” After spending most of his life in solitude, your boyfriend `couldn´t make much of human emotion´ as he himself put it. Luckily, you were there, patiently guiding him. “In fact, I feel the same about you. If anything, I´m the silly one, considering that, rationally, you´re one of the people I need least be worried about. But I still do and I don´t think that will ever change.”
He hummed in agreement, eyes closed and leaning further into your touch as you pressed little pecks on his palm and wrist. Then, you sat his hand down before gently running your fingers through his smooth locks and pushing his teal bangs out of his face; an action that caused him to sigh and his shoulders to relax.
“(y/n), promise me something.” You hummed to signal that you were listening and that he could continue “Promise me that if you´re ever in danger, no matter how small it may seem, you´ll call out my name. I´ll be there when you call. That´s also a promise.”
When he opened his eyes again to look up at you, there was nothing but love and trust swirling in those pools of gold. And although he did not say it out loud, you could easily make out what he actually meant. Carefully placing your hands on his cheeks, you place your lips softly on the diamond-shaped mark on his forehead before whispering your answer only for him and the rising moon to hear.
“I promise, Xiao.”
Just like his colleague, the sixth of the Fatui Harbingers is different when he comes home to you, although the shift isn´t as drastic
His words are condescending when he complains about his “incompetent” subordinates but now that he has put some distance between him and his work it´s mere annoyance not livid fury
It´s almost as if a non-tangible weight is lifted off his shoulders along with his jingasa
You´ve joked with him before that all his anger was stored in his hat after which you found out that it wasn´t
Looking at his past, it´s not surprising that his understanding of love and feelings, in general, is warped
And while he lacks empathy towards just about anyone he meets, he´s mastered the ability to read people, easily discerning their motivations and how best to approach them to gain their trust
So, if he has someone he actually cares about, I imagine that he makes quite the attentive partner although it´s not given that he uses that knowledge with your best interest at heart, it also means he knows what drives you up the wall
But even Scaramouche can´t deny that hugging you doesn´t irritate him as much as he thought it would
However, he won´t ever ask for cuddles but if you don´t immediately get what he wants, he will be petty about it
Good luck if you´re not a mind-reader
Refuses to be held by you even if he could use someone to take care of him
Just won´t ever give up control of a situation no matter what
He´s very self-assured, so it´s likely that he´ll be possessive of what he thinks is rightfully his and will gladly put those who assume otherwise in their place
The falling sakura petals shone brightly in the light of the Inazuman street lamps, providing a scenic background for the festival stalls lining the streets. You were dragging your ill-tempered boyfriend along from cart to cart by your intertwined hands, wondering if you should´ve gone alone anyway. But, at the end of the day, Scaramouche wasn´t the type of person who´d indulge someone just to please them if he had no interest in whatever it was. Thus, you were sure that he wasn´t entirely against the idea of tagging along with you. Besides, you were having too much of a blast trying different street foods and writing down wishes to be brought down by his grumpy demeanour.
Good things, however, never did last long enough and not even on one of your boyfriend´s spare nights not spent working, you couldn´t seem to catch a break as a food vendor decided to test the harbinger´s patience. Or lack thereof.
You were paying for some dango when the guy decided to make his move and you were actually convinced he had a death wish, after all, Scara was well known not to be trifled with and his reputation tended to proceed him.
“So, what do you say, you and me, we could have some fun later on, don´t you think so?” the guy smirked, putting his hand on your shoulder and clasping his other over your fingers holding the sweet treats. For a couple seconds, you were frozen in place, going completely stiff before your brain caught up to what was actually happening. Prying his hand off your shoulder and wrestling your own from his grip you retreat further into your boyfriend´s side, basically sharing the space under his enormous hat.
“Uhh, I´m happily taken actually…” Voice trailing off, still affected by this guy´s blatantly disrespectful behaviour.
“You serious? You can´t be, like just look at this dude. There´s no way such a pretty face like yourself would be with someone like him”, he scoffed, giving Scaramouche the stink-eye, although that was a contest he never stood a chance at winning. If he had only been rolling his eyes in annoyance before, his lilac irises were screaming murder now.
Wrapping both of your arms around one of the balladeer´s, you hugged it close to your chest and started backing away from the cart because if your boyfriend didn´t kill the guy, you sure would if he opened his stupid mouth again. You might already have if you had the same disposition and short fuse as the harbinger next to you. “Well, we´ll just have to agree to disagree, won´t we?”
Once you were out of earshot you added in a hushed voice “Can we go home? I think I´ve seen everything the festival has to offer.” Sure, the incident had made you uncomfortable but you asked more for his sake than yours; he was awfully quiet which meant he was in a worse mood than when he actually threatened people out loud.
“Whatever. Just remember that it was your idea to go to this stupid festival in the first place.” With his arm now freed from your clutches, he placed it on the small of your back, navigating you away from the crowds and back to your shared house. Fatui money really was a nice thing if you got to profit from it.
At first, you were surprised to see him display signs of your relationship so publicly, assuming he´d want to hide it in order to keep up his reputation. Yet, in his eyes, there was no need to do so. After all, he deserved only the best and wouldn´t settle for anything less and that just happened to be you. Why would he not show off that he managed to snatch someone like you?
Finally arriving home, you pretty much fell onto the couch while Scaramouche sighed as he studied you from his place in the door frame.
“I´ll have to go out again, don´t wait up for me. I don´t want to listen to you complaining about lack of sleep tomorrow.”
“You´re not going back to hurt the vendor”, you intervened, lifting yourself to your feet again and making your way over to him. Carefully, setting down the jingasa adorning his head, you smooth your hand over a couple strands that feel out of place.
“Sure, you weren´t. And I´m the Hydro Archon”, you cut him off before he could even think of finishing his sentence. Every other person would probably have to fear for their life but you somehow got away with it. “You don´t have to lie to me. I mean it was a scummy move but it´s not worth wasting your time over.”
Pulling him back over to your previous resting spot, you let him get situated first before leaning against his chest, tracing the golden electro symbol on the front of his robes.
“This incompetent fool should count himself lucky that you´re so lenient with the weak. The way I see it, people like him are a lost cause, why spare them?” he drawled, resting his chin on your head. You´d once teased him about secretly being a softie for you when he had hugged you tighter at night but he shot you down with the excuse of `him not wanting to hear your whining because it would cause him more headaches than his dumber-than-bricks subordinates´. Perhaps he didn´t realise it himself, but you were onto him: he enjoyed this at least as much as you did.
You know he didn´t really want an answer to his question but you mumbled something about revenge just being more of a hassle before placing a daring kiss on his jaw which clenched under your touch.
“I hope you´re aware that you´re a spoiled brat”, he said through gritted teeth but made no effort the push you off.
“Mhm, but I´m your brat, right?” you hummed while moving down his neck to his collarbones.
“Damn right you are. And you better remember it too.”
At least in the beginning
His pure yang-energy caused him to flush at the smallest things you did, so being physically close to you practically made him overheat melt triggered
Although his condition stopped acting up after getting used to skin-ship and having you near, his mind still seems to be going a mile a minute
Purest and most respectful partner; even if it has become natural for you to spend the evenings curled up next to each other, he always asks if you´re comfortable before so much as placing his hand on your hips consent king!!
Comes to you when he needs protection from Xingqiu, someone please save this boy
Cherishes the calm moments, where you just bask in each other´s presence, recounting the events of your day, his head in your lap while your hands work through his icy strands
In that moment it´s as if there´s only the two of you, nothing and no one else matters
If he´s reading a book and he becomes too immersed in the plot, skin heating up and cheeks flushing pink, having you close helps ground him in reality; especially if you give your opinion on the villain´s actions and/or remind him that it´s merely fiction
You were climbing up the stairs to Chongyun´s house, take-out from a restaurant specialising in Inazuman cuisine in hand. Your boyfriend had returned from exploring a haunted mansion and judging from the fact that he didn´t immediately seek you out, it didn´t go according to his plan again.
Just as you expected, you found him sulking under an old Chihua tree, so caught up in his own head that he didn´t notice you until you were standing right in front of him, blocking out the sinking sun.
“Oh, hey (y/n)…” he greeted weakly and you were sure you could hear your own heart break at the sound. If there was something you hated more than anything else, it was seeing Chongyun so deflated after returning from an exorcism.
Spreading the blanket you brought, you sat down next to him, back against the bark of the tree and shoulder to shoulder with the boy next to you. You brush your fingers together longer than needed when handing him the container with his favourite food, having missed his touch while he was away.
“Do you want to talk about it?” you inquired. In essence, you could already guess what happened but you knew it helped lift his spirits to discuss the event with someone he knew would understand.
You listened patiently while your boyfriend described his disappointing trip into the mountains just to find the place completely devoid of demons. Internally conflicted, he went back to the village that commissioned him, feeling guilty about receiving payment for not really doing anything. But the old lady wouldn´t budge and didn´t send him off until he was paid his end of the agreement.
“I don´t think you were wrong for taking the money, Yun, you did chase away the spirits in that house. And probably all around the village too. Does it matter if you did it with your claymore or your yang energy?” When you saw him open his mouth to protest, you added “What you did, helped the people there, love. Without your help, they would still be tormented by that evil.”
Interlocking your fingers, you gave his hand a light squeeze as he brushed his thumb along your knuckles “I, for one, think you did a great job, I´m really proud of you. And while I hate seeing you so down, a very selfish part of me is glad that you´re back so early. I missed you, you know?”
“I don´t think it´s selfish at all. I missed you too, my love.” Tilting your head up with his free hand, your eyes found his frost blue ones that seemed to glow from within as the sunset was caught in them. He glanced down at your lips for split second before locking his gaze with yours again. “Can I kiss you?”
You breathed out a soft “yes” and then his lips were already on yours. It was innocent but addicting at the same time and you barely pulled away to catch your breath, just to dive back in the second later. With your arms thrown over his shoulders, it felt only right when he moved you onto his lap, one hand on your lower back holding you flush against him.
Realising the position you were in, Chongyun visibly short-circuited and you could feel the skin under your finger pads heat up as you continued to play with the hair in the nape of his neck. Laughing maybe a bit too gleefully at his state and the apology he stuttered through, you placed one last chaste kiss right under his ear which shut him up completely. Then, you turned your head to rest in the crook of his neck while the last sun rays warmed your back.
The young exorcist on the other hand was still trying to calm his beating heart, which you certainly relished in, slowly but surely regaining some of his composure. You´d always been his safe haven, someone he could go to no matter what was troubling him and he´d come to you when his best friend was driving him up the wall again. Recently, he´d started to question if you were truly on his side though because, in terms of triggering his condition, you far out-classed Xingqiu.
Well, he supposed it was okay if this was the reason he´d have to go and cool off.
HAYYYY baeeee 👁️👁️ pls gimme dad itto hcs because even tho your last dad post was depressing itto made my heart go pow pow ♡
ugh dad itto 😩 he’d be the best dad istg. i did a little story for you instead of headcanons bae 😩
dad! arataki itto x mom! reader
children truly bring out the best, or worst in anyone. some people truly adore and love children, whereas some despise and hate them. what a person does to a child is the reflection on how they feel of children. as a child, arataki itto never understood how some could adore children; anytime itto was around a child his age, his appearance would always scare them, causing them to break down screaming and crying for their mother, or father. it always hurt.
when itto had reached adulthood, he swore he would never have a child. “they don’t like me. i scare them,” was always his reasoning anytime anyone would ask the male why he hadn’t had a child yet, like the rest of the adults his age had. while it was an honest answer to their question, it was also a lie.
deep down, itto had always wanted a child. someone he could raise, protect, and feel that fatherly love many speak of for the first time. itto truly craved the feeling of having a family; of having a couple of children, maybe even a wife he could protect and show his love to.
he knew his dreams would be achieved the day he had met you. it had been a stormy day in inazuma, itto had been deep in the forest, picking at various flowers, and patches of grass out of pure boredom. you had entered into the forest, cold and dripping wet with rain, a basket filled with various flowers in your hands.
red eyes bore into your e/c eyes, the oni watched you closely, an eyebrow raised as he tilted his head out of pure curiosity. you hadn’t seemed to notice the male at first, whom was sitting on the ground right in front of you, but the moment you did, you tilted your head right back.
the two of you stayed like that for what felt like forever, both just staring at one another in complete shock and wonder. the rest was history after that.
two years after yours and itto’s meeting, he had asked for your hand in marriage; a year later, the two of you had welcomed your first child into the world. your first baby was a beautiful baby girl; who looked just like itto. many often joked that itto must have been the one pregnant; not you because of your baby girls’ looks.
it had been a week after delivery; itto and you were resting in your small cottage outside of the outskirts of inazuma; you had been laying in bed; with your baby girl in your arms, while itto sat on the edge, gazing intently at his daughter.
“how did i help make her, y/n?” itto spoke after a few minutes of not saying anything at all. raising an eyebrow, you let out a quiet giggle. “do i have to give you the talk, itto..?” you teased your husband, smiling innocently to yourself as you did so.
eyes widening, itto shook his head, hair swishing around rather wildly with his movements. “no! no-, i meant..how did someone like me create something so innocent- it’s like-, i’m a dark rainy day, as somehow she’s like a little ray of sunshine, that’s beaming through the dark clouds, if that makes sense.”
in a sense, you could understand what itto meant. slowly, you sat up in bed, holding your daughter close and quietly shushing her as she began to fuss from the movement, you slid down to the edge of the bed, sitting down right beside of itto. you gazed up at the tall form of your husband for a few seconds before you began to speak.
“itto, hold your hands out for me.” itto did just that. once his hands were held out, you slowly handed the baby over to him. laying your head against his shoulder, you watched intently as itto almost instantly brought his daughter to his chest, holding her carefully with a worried look in his crimson eyes.
“is she crying, itto?”
“does she seem uncomfortable in your grasp, itto?”
“has she woken up, itto?”
“itto, do you remember how all through my pregnancy you were there? how you would always speak to my baby bump, how you would always hold me when she was kicking?” you asked softly. before itto could answer, you continued speaking. “do you remember the day she came into this world? she wouldn’t stop crying, not until you held her.” you reminded your husband; gazing down at the beautiful baby in his arms.
“you’re not a dark rainy day itto, you’re a sunny beautiful day. you bring sunshine wherever you go, ya know? you bring out the best in people. even though so many have wronged you, you still stood up for others; saved others, and kept many of the people of inazuma safe.” you spoke quietly. “you’ve made me so happy, ya know? you’re my sunshine, itto-..and you helped me create a little sunshine of our own, who will one day be just as amazing her papa.”
tears welled up in itto’s vision. he turned his head to gaze at you as he choked out a quiet sob. “…you’re my sunshine, y/n-“ he sniffled quietly.
> pairing: xiao x reader
> genre: nsfw/smut
> word count: 1,034
> warnings: sub!xiao, submissive xiao, edging, creampie, praise kink sorta, overstimulation sorta
> a/n: guess who lost the 50/50 and didn't get xiao and wrote this to cope :")
“xiao… be a good boy, okay?” you say, voice charming and alluring, despite what you were doing to him.
xiao takes a deep breath, nodding his head and squeezing his eyes shut. he shakes underneath you, as you touch him with feather light motions, kisses ghostly and delicate.
he wants to scream, to grab you by your hair and fuck your mouth. but he restrains himself, not wanting to upset you or deprive himself further of a glorious reward. a reward you had promised him as you kissed his neck, your magical hands and mouth knowing just where to touch him to get him to pliant under you.
time seems as if it was going in slow motion, with the way you placed gentle kisses on his cock, your thumb tracing a vein on the side. you would build up his anticipation, taking him entirely inside your hot mouth, all the way to the base, the tip hitting the back of your throat, twitching as you run your tongue on the underside of his dick. but cruelly, you would stop just as he is on the brink of release, returning to those feather light touches and kisses.
it’s agonizing. xiao isn’t sure how long this went on but the pillow under his head felt wet, his cheeks streaked with tears as you continued to edge him, continued to deny him of the pleasure he craved so badly. each time he thought you finally allowed him to come, you would stop, letting the heat that was building up ever so gradually come to a distant simmer.
you peer at his face, his amber eyes filled with lust, pupils blown wide with desire, glossy as his eyes welled with tears.
“you’re doing such a good job, love.” your breath warm on his skin, sending shivers through his body. “you’re so good to me, aren’t you?”
he moans at the praise, voice caught in his throat. “p-please,” he mumbles, “let me come.”
you smile, a beautiful yet sadistic smile. a look that scares him, yet makes his heart flutter all the same. you reach out to cup his cheek, thumbing away a tear. you lean down to kiss him, while your body moves to straddle his lap, purposefully pressing the curve of your ass against his length. xiao lets out a hiss but you ignore it and continue kissing him, teeth grazing his bottom lip, tongue meshing with his. he moans into your mouth as you rub your ass against his cock, bucking his hips, desperate for more friction.
you align your entrance at the tip of his cock, steadying yourself by placing your hands on his lower abdomen. and ever so slowly, you sink down his length, taking the entirety of him inside you.
xiao moans your name, his mind hazy with the feeling of your walls, soft and warm, embracing him. it drives him to near madness, how good and tight you feel, he almost comes on the spot. he gets the urge to flip you on your back and fuck you until you can’t walk, until he comes into you ten times over.
but he doesn’t. you say his name, singing sweet praises to him, and he mends to your will.
you leisurely rock your hips and xiao is a mess under you, hands gripping your hips, fingernails digging into your plush skin. you feel him twitch and you abruptly stop.
“please, please, please, please…” he begs, hopeless and desperate to feel you. you don’t respond, wait for him to be done, moving damp hair from his forehead and leaning down to gingerly kiss the diamond on his forehead.
this push and pull continues for a little longer. you moving your hips lazily, almost pushing him over the edge, only for his pleasure to be ripped away.
you lift your hips almost all the way up, then slam back down his length roughly, a moan escaping your lips. his mind blanks as the sound of skin slapping skin fills his ears, your walls constricting around him for a brief moment. xiao doesn’t have time to gather his senses when you pick up speed, your hips moving quickly up and down his length. the heat pooled once again in his gut, the coil tightening, and he expected you to still, to deny him of heaven once more, but you continued to eagerly ride him.
“since you were such a good boy today,” you pant, “i’ll let you finish inside.”
your words sends him into a frenzy, both hands now holding onto your hips with force, his nails imprinting on your skin. it isn’t long before you feel the heat build up, pushing you over the edge, your movements becoming erratic. you still as you climax, your walls clenching around his length, becoming impossibly tighter, causing the coil that was tightening ever so slowly to finally break.
xiao shakes underneath you as he finally reaches his high. his mouth open with a silent scream, his hands holding you down onto him as he releases his seed into you. sweet relief and pleasure washes over him as he continues to tremble, his surroundings hazy. he feels the sticky liquid drip onto his skin, and when his mind refocuses, his eyes open to survey your body. your red lips parted, chest heaving, thighs shaking; he sees the cum trailing downwards from where you two are connected and the sight sends heat to his gut. he takes his hands off your hips, there he can see faint bruises forming—something he makes note to himself to tend to later—and intertwines his hands with yours.
you look at him and smile, then without a word, you begin to rock your hips slowly again.
xiao’s eyes widened with a surprised cry. “i-i’m still sensitive,” he breathes. the squelching sound of flesh covered with cum fills his ears. he winces at the sight of his cock entirely covered with his own release when you lift your hips from him.
“i never said i was done,” you say sweetly. “how many times can you come for me, i wonder?” you smile softly at him and xiao feels his heart clench with fright and adoration.
Not sure how to phrase this but I enjoy the concept of the reader accepting the character's romantic confessions. I was wondering if you could write something like this. And it can be any character of your choice.
When you accept their confessions
Characters: Kaeya, Ayato, Scaramouche
Genre: headcanons, fluff!!, also some angst ahhaa sorryyy :>
a/n: Hi!!! Thank you for requesting! I wasn’t sure which fandom you wanted me to write for so I did genshin :3 hope its ok! If you wanted a specific fandom you can request again :)
Ahem…. But of course you accepted
He’s THE Kaeya after all
Why would you refuse him? No one would
When Kaeya shoot his shot, he was not prepared for your beautiful eyes to brighten, the smile he loved so much graced your face, and archons did he love that smile, as you accepted
He ‘s actually very insecure around you
And he hates that, the fact that he cares about your opinion on him
Because of his past and his potential futur, he doesn’t want to be attached to anyone
You make everything bad go away, and the only thing he feels is peace
So the idea of you turning your back to him…..
He doesn’t want to loose anyone he cares about again
And so, here we are, in Angel’s share
Kaeya offered you to join him for drinks when he found out you were drinking alone (unknown that you were also here to drink your feelings for him)
And with the help of the few drinks, Kaeya figured that you rejecting him now would be easier than falling deeper for you
And when you accepted and told him your feelings as well
Kaeya got that smile that rare are to witness
For once, he was truly happy
It is no secret that he is busy
Being the head of the Kamisato clan as well as the Comissioner of the Yashiro comission AND managing the Shuumatsuban
He gave up time for himself long before he met you
But when he did meet you for the first time, he started making time for you
Spending time with you was always moments he looked forward to do
And so when he realised his feelings for you are romantically and he wanted to hold your hand constantly, giving it a kiss while interlocking his fingers with yours, showering your face with sweet kisses, getting lost in your voice as you talked
He prepares a whole date, bringing you to a festival, watching you have fun
And at the end, he confesses to you in a secluded area with some fireworks he commissioned from Yoimiya
It is cheesy but in the best way
And when you accept, he feels immesurable joy
From then on out, not a day has passed without you feeling loved
Okkk he’s a hard one but trust me
Sooo at first, you do not know who he is
Stumbled upon him while in Inazuma
You had to relly on each other for a while in order to survive and thats how you know him
He’s mesterious at first, clearly puts on a fake maske of reliability with you as he planned to use you and abandon you once he secure
He never intended to develop feelings for you
You were not fooled by his fake mask, but you had to survive so what choice did you really have?
You were always honest with him and that set of a spark of flame between you two
Before even knowing, you have become a team
You depended on one another and the presance of the other became too familiar
But of course you had to learn the truth of his identity
When he told you, you were shocked, confused, and in the middle of a life or death situation
And on top of that
He cannot stop thinking about you, he cares for you even after he promised no one will ever be able to enter his heart, to be vulnerable aroud them
And you were separated
He could see the fear and hurt in your eyes before you split ways
The next few days he spent them rethinking, what was his goal again? He did not have any motivation or ambition to strive foward.
And when danger came face to face
Scaramouche was loosing
Too much distracted, not enough will to move one
And then he saw you, rushing to his aid like before, leading him to safety as you prepared camp
Everything was silent as you cooked some food, oatched up his injuries and fed him
He broke the silence
Why did you save him? Why come back after his existence caused you pain? Why not turn your back on him.
He thought he was in a dream when you said you also have feelings for him
And then began your peacefull days together
Y/N: *visiting the 4nemo boys* Hello, I just came to-
Y/N: *sees Xiao shoving Venti into the washing machine while Kazuha records and Aether watches*
Y/N: *retreating* Something suddenly came up.
A/N: Welp. Time to be alive again,, but aren't they just cute <3