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Fluffbruary #4: Coffee Break (Kokomi/Kaeya, Genshin Impact)

The list of prompts is here. I have never and probably will never write a coffee shop or university AU, but they're Fluff Personified so here is my attempt at both.

She's hard to miss over the coffee machines and insistent customers with their double half and half no whip four shot macchiatos.

It hasn't been long since she began coming in. In the morning, like clockwork, to sit at the same table, surrounded by books (military history, The Art of War and - on days she must be in a bad mood - some Machiavelli) and stationery. He takes her simple order of black coffee, barely making eye contact as he hands it to her, and Kaeya thinks she's probably the most beautiful woman he's ever seen - and without a doubt the most mysterious.

She's not from here, that is obvious - her clothes and appearance suggest Inazuma so he has to assume, over the hissing coffee machine and wrong order complaints, she's on exchange, learning from the Knights of Favonius. He's never seen her around - hell, he'd remember - and he always wonders where she goes when she eventually gathers up her stack of books and ephemera and heads out of the door with a polite nod in his direction.

Barely a word spoken between them; "A black coffee please" soon turns into Kaeya simply handing it to her with what he thinks is a heartbreaker smile - but all he gets in response is a small stripe of surprise and a breathy "thank you" before she returns to her tiny table. I gotta speak to her, and he spends two weeks of shifts peering at her over the equipment slyly - and hopefully surreptitiously - to try and formulate a plan.

Then it comes to him - a quick trip to the general goods (Blanche handing him the supplies with a suspicious look on her face) and a lot of playing around during downtimes and he thinks he may have it finally right, one rainy day. He asks Eula to take his break, to which she responds with an eyeroll and a hand wave - and Kaeya moves through the shop's small crowd to her table side.

She's reading a huge tome titled "Military Strategy History in Teyvat", scribbling notes in a distinctively Inazuma-style notebook. Her outfit is a strange mix of Mondstadt and Inazuma - a wool jumper with laces and a flowy, beautifully printed skirt - and he swears she almost glows. He swallows, takes a breath and -

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to -"

Wide, impossibly coloured eyes look up at him. "Yes? Oh, I'm sorry am I taking up too much room?"

Kaeya hesitates, all his cool lines gone - then abruptly holds out the drink in his left hand. "I - okay, this probably seems a little weird, but I was playing around with some new menu items and I thought you'd like to try it."

"Me?" She looks shocked, her cheeks reddening. "Oh, that's very kind, of course I'll pay -"

"No, no." Kaeya breaks into a smile. "I just thought you might need a touch of home and I need a taste-tester, so…" He trails off, slightly in awe he's finally speaking to her.

She points to his right hand. "You have your own drink, is it your break?"

"Oh - yes, no rest for the wicked until the boss lady says so," he throws his head towards Eula's direction. Kaeya places the drink in front of her and smiles again. "Please enjoy, I'll leave you to it."

"No!" It's somewhat sharp and wanting, which warms Kaeya. "Please, sit, I cannot try this drink without you being near for feedback, naturally."

"Are you sure?"

"Please."

Kaeya gingerly sits across from her, watching her closely but not too closely, because he knows she's two seconds away from bolting. A woman surrounded by some of the heaviest (literally, in some cases) books he's ever seen, but her shyness is palpable along with an inner strength he feels now he's sitting with her, intimately sharing such a small table.

He puts his own cup down, and she gestures. "What are you drinking?"

"A cappuccino, if you've heard of it. Our big boss studied in Fontaine before opening this joint, and forced me out of my habit of sugary coffee drinks." He laughs, and he feels a puff of pride when a smile crosses her face. "I'm Kaeya, by the way."

"Yes, I know. Your name tag," the smile continues, and she points at it while her other hand tentatively palms the cup he had placed in front of her. "I'm Kokomi, nice to meet you properly. Are you a Knight of Favonius?"

"Training Calvary, yeah. I haven't seen you around the campus, though."

She shrugs a little, before lifting the cup to her lips. There's a beat - of time, not to be confused with the hard beating of nervousness in Kaeya's chest - before her eyes light up and a delighted bell of a giggle escapes her. "Matcha!" Kokomi takes another sip and closes her eyes in happiness. "Ah, it's like tasting home, how did you know?"

Relief courses through Kaeya like a wave. "I took a guess you're from Inazuma, and…you like it?"

She nods enthusiastically, and takes another sip. "You have no idea how much I have missed this taste. And…there's something else? It's not tea it's -"

"A matcha latte, something I made up in my mad scientist lab," he grins, taking a sip of his cappuchino to try and suppress his glee.

"Oh -" she widens her eyes and smiles shyly. "Hold still, you have -" and she leans forward, gently touching his nose and wiping a smidge of foam, holding up her finger to show him. "Cappuccinos are foamy, I'm guessing," she giggles, using a napkin to wipe her finger.

He could crawl under the table in embarrassment, but he pushes on through it. "Thank you. It's, ah, how can I say?"

"A danger of the job?"

"You know us Knights, always living for the danger even when in training and working part-time in coffee shops."

A comfortable silence falls over the table, Kokomi tucking her pink hair behind her ears before jumping suddenly. "Oh! I have class, I'm sorry, I have to -"

"No, no, go. I know the Knights, they're not kind to lateness, especially Master Jean."

She begins gathering her books, quickly taking sips of her matcha latte and throwing confusing, promising glances at him. Kokomi is a quiet whirlwind, an inconcievable beauty, and Kaeya finds himself just watching quietly until she's finished packing up.

"Tomorrow?" Kokomi asks, breathless and a little undone. It suits her, and Kaeya's stomach pools with warmth.

"Tomorrow," he smiles, and he accepts the grin thrown back at him as she runs out the door, taking his heart with her.

#fluffbruary #genshin impact #kokokae #sangonomiya kokomi #kaeya #kaeya alberich #coffee shop au #university au #they just MAKE ME SCREAM with happiness #and THEM fluff even more so #eula working as the shift boss in a coffee shop tickles me too #speaking of pairings that make me verbose

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keru0 · 1 year

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Wake Up~

Man I've been wanting to write about these two since forever! I decided to write some more fluffy wake-up tickles because I'm an absolute sucker for them. Also this is a modern AU!! I hope you enjoy!

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Ships/Pairings: Gorou/Itto (Romantic)

lee!Itto, ler!Gorou

Summary: Having to go to the airport early is something that comes easy to Gorou, but not for Itto. When nothing else works to wake up his boyfriend, Gorou thinks of a different way of waking him up.

Contains: Sfw, Wake-up tickles, Feet tickles

Word Count: 1280

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Gorou's going over the list one last time...for the third time.

Whispering to himself, he says, "Okay...clothes. Shirts? Check. Pants? Check. Socks, underwear and...other stuff? Check."

Itto invited him to go to Liyue with his gang for Shinobu's graduation a few weeks ago, and now that it ended last night, Gorou had woken up early in the morning in his and Itto's hotel room, well before Itto, and decided to pack everything so Itto could sleep in before they had to leave for their flight back to Inazuma.

Honestly? Gorou's had fun! His relationship with Itto is still fairly new, but he's had a good time. They've spent time together, cuddled to sleep, kissed, and Gorou's learned a lot about Itto. For example, he learned that Itto snores when he sleeps. Not the loud dad-type snoring, but the soft snores that Gorou finds quite endearing and cute. He's also learned that Itto loves physical contact. Any chance he gets, he'd cuddle up next to Gorou, and even have Gorou hold him at night when they sleep. Not that Gorou minds at all...he actually loves that about his boyfriend.

However, one of the things he's learned that he's not very fond of is that Itto is a heavy sleeper. A very heavy sleeper. In fact, almost anything Gorou does to wake him up seems to not affect Itto's sleeping at all, which is why Gorou is currently getting a little worried.

Having tripple-checked that he packed everything, Gorou looks over to their bed. He needs to wake up Itto so he can get ready to leave for the airport. "Itto~," he says softly, "it's time to get up~ We have to be at the airport in a few hours. Itto?"

With no response, Gorou tries again, a little louder, and a little firmer. "Itto. You need to get up."

'Ugh. This is impossible.' He thinks to himself when he notices Itto's bare foot poking out of the covers, upturned from sleeping on his stomach. 'Well...if my voice won't wake him up, maybe this will.' he thinks, a smirk appearing on his face.

Something else Gorou had learned about Itto on this trip? He's very ticklish. One night when they were cuddling, Gorou put his arm around him, and layed his hand on his side when, suddenly, Itto spasmed, and squeaked.

"AHH!" he had yelled, jerking away from Gorou's hand and into his body. "What did you do that for?" he had pouted, turning his head to look up at Gorou.

"O-oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that." Gorou had replied, suprised to see his muscular boyfriend react to such a light touch in that way.

"I-its fine. Just...warn me next time, yeah?" Itto had smiled back, not mad about the accidental tickle.

So, having learned that precious information, Gorou's now approaching his sleeping boyfriend's foot in hopes to tickle him awake.

Like the rest of Itto, his feet are quite large, size 13, which, to Gorou at this moment, just meant that there was more to tickle. So, sitting down next to his leg, Gorou gently glided a single finger from Itto's heel, all the way up to just under his toes. Itto's foot twitched, his toes slightly curling, then fanning out, then returning to normal. Gorou noted that his foot was quite soft too, which doesn't suprise him. Even though he is very muscular, Itto takes very good care of his entire body, from his horns, to his painted nails, and even down to his feet.

Doing the same movement, this time with his nail, Gorou drags it from Itto's toes down to his heel. Looking up to the head of the bed, Gorou sees the faintest ghost of a smile on his boyfriend's face. 'Cute...' Gorou thought to himself, giggling.

Adding another finger, Gorou switched up his tactics. Instead of just going up and down, he swirled both fingers in circles from the heel to the toes, staying at the toes for a few moments before he heard a giggle come from Itto.

Looking back at his head, Gorou now saw a smile on his boyfriends face, who is still very much asleep, though his other foot snuck out of the blankets to rub the foot that is currently being tickled by his partner.

Having both of Itto's feet now, and still no sign of his boyfriend waking up, Gorou lowered his other hand to the foot Itto just brought out, scraping his fingers across his toes while also adding yet another finger to the other foot, causing both feet to scrunch and toes to spread. Another giggle came from Itto, followed by a sigh.

Realizing that tickling just his feet alone probably wouldn't work, Gorou peels the blankets away from his slumbering boyfriend and straddles his thighs, using his claws to gently flutter over Itto's bare sides while his tail dusts over Itto's soles and toes, occasionally swiping between his toes, earning him cute giggles from his oni boyfriend. "C'mon, Itto~ It's time to get up~" Gorou says softly.

Beggining to finally rouse from his sleep, Gorou hears Itto say something through his giggling. "Whahahahat? Mmmphehehe! Nohohoho! Let me sleehehehep! Eeek! Nohohot my tohohohoes!" Itto squeals, burying his quickly reddening face in his pillow, squirming and beggining to kick his legs, though it's clear to Gorou that he's using no effort. It almost seems like he's enjoying this. 'Cute.' he thinks once more, enamored with his boyfriends cute reactions.

Sighing, he responds to the now giggling Itto. "No, Itto. You need to get up and get ready so we can be at the airport early. You can sleep on the flight if you're tired." He slowly climbs his hands to Itto's underarms, exposed from his hands being under his pillow.

"Plehehehease!" Itto pleads. "Juhuhuhust five mohohohore minutes! Hehehehehe!" Itto's still not fighting back, leading Gorou to beleive that maybe...just maybe...his boyfriend really does like this.

"No, Itto. You need to get up now. Or do you want me to keep tickling you?" He punctuates his sentence by quickly dusting his tail over all of Itto's toes, tickling between and under the sensitive digits.

"EEEK! NOHOHOHOHOHO!" Itto laughs, his voice still being muffled by the pillow, though Gorou can see the darkening pink on his ears. "PLEHEHEHEASE! IM TIHIHIhihihired!"

Slowing down, Gorou says, "I know, baby. But you need to get ready. Ive already packed everything and I even let you sleep in. I've been very nice. Don't make me be mean." He says playfully, reaching under Itto, seemingly hugging him from above, only to vibrate his hand on his belly.

"Okay! Okahahahay! I'm up! I'm uhuhuhuhup!" Itto sqeals, turning his head from the pillow.

"Good boy." Gorou teases, still lightly tickling Itto's sides and feet while kissing up his strong back to his neck, then face, where he peppers kisses all over it before finally planting one on his lips before rolling off of his boyfriend to lay beside him.

Scooting over to his boyfriend, Itto wraps his arms around Gorou's waist and, smushing his still-red face against his chest. Panting, Itto says, "I love you so much."

Tail wagging and giggling, Gorou replies, "I love you too, you big ticklish dork." before prying himself from Itto's hold, kissing him on his forehead before getting off of the bed. He grabs Itto's clothes and throws them at him after opening the curtains to let the morning light in, hurriedly saying, "Hurry up! Shinobu and the rest of your gang just texted that they're ready!"

Itto finally sits up, rubs his eyes, and looks at his boyfriend, stretching, saying, "I'm so happy that your mine, puppy."

"And I'm happy that your mine, my big, ticklish oni."

#sfw #sfw tickling community #genshin impact #genshin tickle #feet tickling #genshin tickles #lee!itto #ler!gorou #modern au

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happyandticklish · 2 years

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What It Means To Love You

Notes: College!AU because seeing as I’m going to be attending one soon, it feels relevant~ Based off this post of mine and the comment by @ticklygiggles on it because she made a superb addition.

Summary: Childe has a habit of stealing his boyfriend’s hoodies, which can have unexpected consequences when Zhongli’s bored.

Zhongli had never understood all the hype behind relationships. He would watch his classmates walk down the hallways hand-in-hand, see the chatter and the happy smiles that would follow, but it all seemed so exhausting and exaggerated. Who had the time to devote all their time to another person? He had homework, a job, hobbies to keep up with, his own personal life. Trying to fit a partner into that would just complicate things.

Then he met Childe, and that dangerous grin that flipped his insides upside down when it was faced at him. Now, he still found the concept of love to be exhausting, and even irritating at times, but he was discovering more and more benefits as time went on.

For instance, on cold, February mornings, it helped to have a boyfriend who radiated warmth like his own personal space heater.

“You know, I am trying to study here.” Childe glanced back at him wryly, shifting a bit as he tried to adjust his laptop with his boyfriend’s arms in the way. “I have an essay that’s due tomorrow that I haven’t even started yet, and you deciding that today is the day you finally commit to becoming a full-fledged koala isn’t helping.”

“We both know that you’re just going to stare at your screen for several hours before doing it before class Monday,” Zhongli pointed out, not unfairly. As the responsible adult he was, Childe tossed a pencil back at his face for the retort, narrowly missing him as Zhongli jerked back.

“Very mature.”

“You’re the one clinging to me like a lost child.”

“But you’re so comfortable like this. Besides, you’re wearing my hoodie, so I should at least get to share the warmth you’re absorbing from it.”

Zhongli rested his head against his back as he pulled himself closer, nestling into the soft fabric. It was a nice hoodie, in Childe’s defense. It was an old one from home, the edges frayed with age and use. It smelled like Childe now, and there was a strange joy in that knowledge; this hoodie was a shared thing between them now, neither one claiming complete ownership. Their lives were intermingling slowly; the old Zhongli would have been worried about that, but strangely, he wasn’t.

There was a hole at the top of the sweater, near the seam that connected his sleeves to the rest of the ensemble. There was the smallest flash of skin peaking out, betraying the body hidden beneath the mound of fabric. Almost involuntarily, Zhongli drew his hands back from his stomach, reaching up instead to curiously poke at the area.

The flinch was almost imperceptible for anyone but Zhongli who knew his boyfriend better by now. “Hey, cut that out. I’m seriously trying to concentrate here.”

“There’s a hole,” Zhongli pointed out unnecessarily. Another poke, an even bigger flinch this time.

“Yes, and you’re going to make it bigger if you keep messing with it, now would you ple—ehe!”

Childe’s words stuttered into a half-giggle as Zhongli wiggled his finger against the spot. The hole, unfortunately for him, was centered right at the top of his ribs. A spot Zhongli knew by now to be ticklish. Very ticklish, in fact. So much so that even moving his hands near it while they were making out on his bed prompted a protesting whine and squirming from the other.

Childe was already ahead of him and quickly shut his laptop, scooching it away from him to prepare to flee if necessary. “Zhongli, wait, don’t—”

“Don’t what?” Zhongli asked innocently, keeping his index finger hooked under the fabric, brushing against his skin every time Childe moved. “I’m just inspecting this hole that you’ve so rudely ripped into my favorite hoodie.”

“That was already there before I took it—wait, noho!”

He arched back as Zhongli curiously slipped another finger in, scratching against the bare skin. Childe’s lips wobbled on a reluctant grin, giggles waiting on his tongue. “C-C’mon, stop, this ihisn’t fair!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about; I’m hardly even touching you. Now quit squirming before you do any more damage to it.”

Childe reached back a hand back to stop him, but Zhongli merely added a third finger and he quickly slammed his arm back down to his side. This only succeeded in trapping Zhongli’s hand there, unfortunately for him, and he let out a groan that was half giggles.

“Zhohongli! Don’t be mehean!”

“I’m not being mean, I’m providing entertainment.” He snuck a hand under his hoodie as well, skittering fingers over his sides to a resounding yelp from the helpless man in his lap. “Seeing as you insist on studying and wasting both of our well-earned Saturday mornings.”

“Thihis ihisn’t, ehe, entertainment!”

“Ah. Well, entertainment for me, I forgot to mention. It might be a tad inconveniencing for you. Although you appear to be laughing quite a bit, so you must be enjoying some part of this.”

Childe opened his mouth to make some sort of snide remark at that, but all that came out was a jumbled mix of sounds when Zhongli’s other hand joined his former at the top of his ribs at all. Cornered on both sides now, Childe find himself quickly stuck and his laughter evolved several pitches as he was forced to deal with the dual sensations.

He seemed to have lost control of his hands and instead of using them for anything useful, he instead flailed frantically for a hold on anything he could grab whether that be the carpet, his pants, Zhongli’s wrists, or his own face to hide the dorky grin sparkling underneath. Never stopping him, though, never directly. Zhongli made a mental note of that, though he didn’t say anything. His boyfriend was embarrassed enough already, no need to pile on with an added confessional.

Of course, a bit of teasing was okay, and really, brought on by Childe for having such adorable reactions to it. It could hardly be helped.

“I’d almost forgotten how ticklish you were,” Zhongli hummed, circling the area right under his arms with his nails. Childe hissed sharply, his eyes screwing shut as he tried to block him out. “I mean, you’re so cocky all the time it’s easy to forget that you’re susceptible to such a silly weakness. I’m hardly even tickling you right now and yet you can’t stay still for the life of you.”

Red coated the tips of Childe’s ears. He snorted when Zhongli moved a bit higher, digging his thumbs under his arms. “Shuhut uhuhup!”

“What? It’s true, isn’t it?” Zhongli smirked, leaning in close to rest his chin on his shoulders. Childe instinctively scrunched up, the threat of being so close to a ticklish spot almost worse than the tickling itself. “You’re always teasing me about being sensitive, but I’m afraid you have me beat. All it takes is just. A. Bit. Of. Tickling—” with each word he dug his fingers in more, prompting Childe to jump each and every time— “And you’re a mess in my arms. All I’m doing is wiggling my fingers, you’re the one getting so worked up about it.”

The words seemed to slip out of him of their own accord, spurred on by the reactions they tugged out of Childe. He should probably stop, but Childe wasn’t fighting him, not really, and they didn’t have anything to do for the next couple of hours. He couldn’t seem to pull his hands away, couldn’t stop himself from leaning forward and gently kissing and biting at his neck if only to hear Childe burst into babbling shrieks, couldn’t help from crawling his hands down and burying them into the hoodie’s pockets like he had imagined doing so many times before.

Childe arched back with a panicked shriek, and would have most likely knocked them both down if Zhongli hadn’t quickly braced himself against the floor. He shook his head back and forth, wanting a break, needing a break, but he didn’t say that. Instead, he fell into a fit of giggles as Zhongli’s hands scribbled over his stomach, the fabric of the hoodie only making things worse as it brushed against his bare skin. Probably, he should have worn a shirt or something under this, but there had been something weirdly nice about the idea of something that had been worn by Zhongli touching his bare skin. A nice, if slightly embarrassing, sentiment, but entirely unhelpful in this moment.

“Ohohokay, ohohokay, ohohohokay!” It seemed to be all Childe could think to say in the moment with the light, unbearable touches flooding his brain. “Ihihit, mmmmhehehe, ihihit tihihihickles!”

Okay. That was cute. Really cute.

Zhongli pressed his face further into the other’s neck if only to hide the stupid smile growing on his own face. Childe squeaked as Zhongli’s hair brushed up against his neck, ducking his shoulders up to try to protect as much skin as possible from this new, unfair tactic.

“Of course it tickles,” Zhongli mumbled, the vibrations of his voice not helping Childe’s already escalating situation. “I’m tickling you, idiot.”

Childe flushed, managing to reach a hand back to shove weakly at his face in annoyance. “Shuhut uhuhup, I know thahat! Juhuhust—okay, oHOKAY!”

He nearly jumped out of his skin when Zhongli’s hands reached lower, brushing against his lower stomach and sending a flurry of electricity running up Childe’s spine. He quickly reached down to grab his wrists, desperately trying to tug his hands away. “StahaAHAHAP OHOohoho m-my gohohod, shihit!”

“Fine, fine, just let me take my hands out.” A pause, no longer than a couple seconds at most but still too long for Childe’s liking. “Oh. Oh no. Well, this isn’t good.”

“W-Whahahat?” Childe tried to crane his neck to look at him, but doing so only left him exposed for more tickling and he quickly returned to his earlier position. “Whahat ihihis ihihit?”

“My hands are stuck.” Zhongli frowned, shaking his head in puzzlement. “I told you this hoodie was too big on you; I can’t get my hands out with all these folds in the way. Just hold still please, I’ll figure it out.”

“Buhuhut—” Childe let out a plaintive whine, doing his level best to curl up against the tickling— “ihihit tihihihickles! Ihihi cahahan’t hehehelp ihihit!”

“Please Childe, I can’t concentrate with all your squirming. You’re only going to make this take longer.”

Childe groaned, but did his level best to hold still. He hugged himself tightly to keep from accidentally pushing Zhongli away as he “searched” for a way out, brushing up against his stomach over and over again as he did. Childe bit his lip but it did little to hold back the stream of giggles slipping out anyway.

“Z-Zhongli! Huhurry up!”

“Almost there,” Zhongli promised him, barely able to contain a smirk of his own as he continued to poke and prod all over his torso. “Just trying to find the edges; be patient with me.”

Childe’s legs bounced anxiously as Zhongli continued, his grip on his arms loosening slightly. This was almost worse than the earlier tickling, and this time he couldn’t even move to deal with it. He was pretty sure Zhongli was just messing with him at this point, but his best bet was just to stay still and hope it would be over soon.

Or at least that was the plan until Zhongli’s nails returned to that devastating spot right below his navel and Childe felt his resolve crumple instantly. He snorted, reaching down and quickly jerking Zhongli’s hands out (displaying just how easy it was to find the entrance to the pockets, on that note) and rolled away to safety. He wrapped his arms around himself protectively, still giggling as Zhongli watched him in amusement.

“What was that for?” Childe grumbled, fixing him with a not at all convincing glare. “Is that the payment I get for trying to study? You know, being a good student and all?”

“From what I saw of your screen, you were playing a riveting game of solitaire with yourself, which hardly counts as studying,” Zhongli replied wryly. “Besides, that was your punishment for taking my hoodie. I told you to stop stealing my things.”

A lie entirely, but Zhongli didn’t want to admit that it was just because of how cute Childe was giggling and begging under his hands. His ego was already high enough, Zhongli didn’t want to let him get a big head about it.

Childe scoffed indignantly at the accusation, but grabbed the hem of his hoodie, tugging it upwards. “Fine then, if it means so much to you, you can have it back—”

“No need,” Zhongli interrupted quickly. He pushed himself to his feet, walking over to the door. The idea of being in a room with a shirtless Childe would definitely call for a round two, and he wasn’t sure the other could handle that. “It looks better on you anyway.”

Childe balked at him as he left. “What—then what was all that for—”

“Now, I’ll leave you to your much needed studying since evidently you haven’t even started yet. I promised to meet Hu Tao in the library anyway.”

As he walked out, he could hear Childe muttering behind him, the words “annoying” and “cocky ass” appearing quite often in his rant. Zhongli was sure he was going to catch some revenge of his own when he returned, but it would have been well worth it to hear the sound of Childe’s laughter.

Maybe love wasn’t so bad after all.

#chili #genshin impact #tickle fic #childe #zhongli #tickling #fanfiction #college au #au

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sunnysanae · 1 year

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their favourite kind of affection

scenario. the genshin boys and their favourite type of pda. includes. zhongli, ayato, cyno, tighnari, scaramouche, childe, thoma settings. fluff, modern!au, gn! reader

zhongli waist cupping

the ex-archon found peace of mind in wrapping his large, gloved hands around your hip. his slim fingers liberally draping off your hip bone, occasionally stressing to cusp the tender skin of your abdomen. you often wandered off in public, ending up lost and teary-eyed, his hand was there to prevent that. zhongli wanted to guide you to the places he's always promised he'll take you to, while showing everyone you were his.

ayato arm in arm

ayato enjoyed taking you on short promenades, to festive gatherings, and on cute picnic dates. having you interlink your arms with his elbows, feeling you lean on his bicep, embracing him; as the two of you paddle elbowing each other to your desired destination. the exchange of smiles and blossomed laughter enveloping the centimetres of distance between you. having you close in proximity assured his heart, knowing you'll be by his side, arm-in-arm, no matter what.

cyno neck nestling

burying himself in the warm cove of your neck, nuzzling his nose on the delicate, sensitive flesh of your nape. as his ears drooped down, their ends tickling your shoulders. humming casually, as his canine teeth occasionally grazed your collarbone. the adorable gesture emerged on lazy sunday mornings, as you leaned into the work on your desk, and as you stood over the stovetop cooking your favourite foods. cyno found safety and comfort in the home you shared, more so in you.

tighnari kisses

he was never planning on admitting to this. tighnari basked in the feathery, delicate kisses you peppered on his nose. plump, soft lips pressing gently-firm on his flaming skin. the sensation torched him. the careful fragility of your affectionate initiative was fully appreciated by the boy, as he negligently leaned into your caress. tingling and numbing to his nerves. work could wait just a little longer.

scaramouche handholding

on movie nights the two of you laid overlapping each other on the cosy couch, on chilly days as you sat together watching the first snowflakes swindle—cold fragile fingers tangled upon each other, while warmth spread from your palms to his. the pads of your digits tenderly rubbing against each other's knuckles and joints. kunikuzushi would obscure his hazy blush with his scarf, or plummet his heated face into the plush pillows. your loving touch was all he ever wanted and all he ever needed.

childe resting on your lap

sitting on the birchwood park bench, as he whimpered about being exhausted from the countable steps you took. unwillingly compromising to his coquettish behaviour, as he dragged you to the free seat on the grass. minutes passed, as he would adjust his body to rest his head in your lap. childe's eyes latched with an obliviously complacent smile. he just wanted to feel your fingers brush through his hair one more time.

thoma hugs

as you sat on his lap while he knitted, he loved being enveloped by your scent and touch. his arms riddling through yours, pressing his chin into your nuchal region. you didn't want to leave him alone during his late housekeeping hours, which explains how you ended up in this position, in front of the charring fireplace. thoma murmured in your ear sweet, calming stories, and he felt you drift off into dreamland on his shoulder. as your breathing became melodically steady, climbing and rolling down gentle hills of sleep, he wrapped you in a secure cuddle. his lips sweeping your ears.

an. hmm thinking maybe i'll write a version of this for my genshin girls as well 🤐. also, can any of you imagine kissing tighnari's ears???!?KLDSM<A. i am having a sweet tooth for fluff, apologies if it has overwhelmed anyone.

#genshin impact headcanons #zhongli x reader #ayato x reader #cyno x reader #tighnari x reader #scaramouche x reader #childe x reader #thoma x reader #genshin fluff #genshin imagines

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apteryxparvus · 5 months

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Congrats on 100! I’ve a request

Scaramouche/Wanderer (genshin impact) x reader roommates au. They’re doing mundane things together like cooking, cleaning, lounging, etc because they finally both got a day off work

Two months later, I finally finished this piece 😭

Part of my ✨ 100 followers milestone event ✨ that ran from September 2nd to September 9th.

Pairing — Scaramouche / Reader

Word count — 1,288 words

Content warning — slightly suggestive themes, Scaramouche might seem a bit OOC

“Wake up, sleepy head,” you whisper in Scaramouche’s ear, breath gently tickling his skin. His slumbering form stirs, mumbling something unintelligible as he instinctively turns, pulling the blanket closer to himself.

You can’t help but stifle a chuckle at his adorable drowsiness. Nestling deeper beneath the cozy blanket, you draw your body closer to his, hands gently resting upon his waist. His skin radiates a comforting warmth that contrasts with the coolness of the morning air.

The room is bathed in a gentle golden glow as the morning light filters through the window, illuminating the dust particles suspended in the air.

“It’s nearly noon,” you murmur, placing a tender kiss upon Scaramouche’s forehead. He furrows his brows, letting out a low grumble. “You’ve had your beauty sleep, and now it’s time to rise and greet the day!”

Scaramouche slowly turns towards you, eyes fluttering open to meet your gaze. Blinking a few times, he adjusts to the sunlight streaming into the room. Despite the slight frown adorning his face, his eyes are filled with a mix of affection and a sleep-induced grogginess.

“How about we stay like this a little longer?” he mumbles, voice husky and laced with the remnants of sleep.

“Nope,” you laugh softly at his request, a mischievous glimmer dancing in your eyes. “Now get up,” you assert, and with a swift movement, you wrap your legs around his, drawing him closer. You give his cheek a playful, yet gentle nip, eliciting a surprised reaction from him.

Scaramouche looks at you with wide eyes. “Was that really needed?” he asks, feigning a hurt expression. “Ruining my precious beauty sleep, as you called it.”

Realizing that you’ve successfully disrupted his peaceful slumber, you giggle at his protest. "Oh, come on," you tease, tracing a finger along his jawline. "Who needs beauty sleep when you're already the most handsome person I know?"

“Fine, fine,” Scaramouche murmurs under his breath. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and he shakes his head in mock annoyance but the twinkle in his eyes betrays him — his lips meet yours in a gentle kiss. You feel yourself melting as the warmth of his lips linger against yours.

“Breakfast time then? How do you feel about some chazuke?”

Scaramouche’s eyes brighten at the mention of breakfast. “Sounds perfect,” he replies. “I love how you always know exactly what I crave.”

You can’t help but blush at his words. “Stop buttering me up, and let’s get to work.”

The kitchen is alive with the sounds of your synchronized movements — the clinking of utensils and the gentle sizzle of the grill pan. The fragrant aroma of the grilled eel permeates the air, its tantalizing scent mixing with the comforting earthiness of freshly brewed green tea.

Scaramouche takes charge of preparing the bowls of rice, submerging them in the tea. When the eel is perfectly seared, you transfer a few tender pieces into the waiting bowls, and sprinkle furikake over them, watching as the colorful seasoning melts into the rice.

Your attention is drawn to your boyfriend across the low table. You watch him pile several plump umeboshi onto his bowl, their deep color standing out against the white grains of rice, followed by a large assortment of pickled vegetables — radish, carrots, large pieces of lavender melon and seagrass.

After mumbling a quick thanks for the food, you lift your wooden chopsticks, savoring the blended scents wafting from the steaming bowl.

Scaramouche lifts his own chopsticks, a satisfied smirk gracing his lips.

“Are you even going to taste anything beneath this mountain of pickled stuff?” you taunt.

He shoots you a playful sideways glare, before snatching the plumpest-looking umeboshi and tossing it whole into his mouth. You watch both fascinated and appalled as he continues to devour the pickled vegetables. Your nose scrunches involuntarily as you imagine the sourness on your own tongue, yet Scaramouche seems utterly unaffected, clearly enjoying the taste.

“You simply don’t know what you’re missing out,” he says, waving his chopsticks dismissively. "This is reserved for those with refined palates."

“Says the madman who thinks wasabi is too mild!” you shoot back.

Your morning banter dissolves into laughter as the two of you continue to enjoy the meal. Once your bowls are empty, Scaramouche insists on taking care of the clean up.

From your seat on the low table, you watch as your boyfriend begins to clean up the plates. His movements are purposeful and efficient. The sigh of him — sleeves rolled up and focused on the task at hand — and the domesticity of the scene ignite a warmth within you.

You stand up and make your way towards Scaramouche, closing the distance between you as you stand up on your toes. With a light touch, your lips graze against the sensitive skin of his neck.

As you press your lips against a specific spot, his pulse quickens beneath your touch. Scaramouche pauses in his task, his body tensing before he relaxes into your embrace. His hands, still holding the dirty dishes, momentarily falter. A soft moan escapes his lips, mingling with the sound of running water and the clattering of plates.

You press your body against his, feeling the heat and strength of his figure against your own. Lingering for a moment, you savor the connection between you, before pulling back slightly.

“Thanks for the cleanup,” you tease. With a light skip in your step, you turn away from him and make your way towards the living room, laughter trailing behind you. Letting out a contented sigh, you sink into the plush cushion of the couch.

Scaramouche enters the living room a few minutes later, eyes locking onto your relaxed figure, curled up on the couch with a blanket draped over your body, a peaceful expression on your face as you doze off slightly.

A devilish smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he quietly approaches. He takes in the sigh of you — your form wrapped in the softness of the blanket, your gentle, rhythmic breathing filling the room.

He crouches down, and leans in to get a closer look at your serene face. His eyes roam over your features — he traces the contours of your lips, the curve of your cheeks; he watches as your eyelashes flutter.

His touch is feather-light as he brushes a strand of hair away from your face.

You open your eyes slowly, momentarily confused by your surroundings. The sigh of your boyfriend crouching before you, his intense gaze locked with yours, brings you back to the present moment.

“Now look who is sleeping,” he teases. "All the work you put into waking me up, only to end up dozing off the moment you're away from me."

“Mmm, that breakfast did leave me feeling quite sleepy,” you murmur. Your hand emerges from beneath the blanket, reaching to grasp his own. You pull him towards you, his body falling atop yours. “Now, come join me for a short nap.”

Scaramouche chuckles. “Whatever this sleeping beauty wishes,” he responds as he slips under the blanket, snuggling his body against yours.

His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him. With every breath, you feel the rise and fall of his chest against your back, a rhythm that synchronizes with the pounding of your heart.

As his hold tightens, your body instinctively responds, melting into his embrace. The world around you fades away as you surrender yourself to the comfort and safety he provides — his hold becomes your little sanctuary.

"Don't forget, we still have chores to do," Scaramouche whispers, interrupting your blissful state of relaxation. "The apartment won't clean itself."

"Fuck the chores," you mumble, your voice barely audible as you press your head against Scaramouche's chest. "Now sleep."

Author's note: I failed one of my exams, so uh... I'll be studying for the resit and might be as online as I hoped to be 😫

#genshin x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #scaramouche x y/n #wanderer x y/n #scaramouche x you #wanderer x you #genshin impact #genshin imagines #request #scaramouche #wanderer

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nychta-luxury · 1 year

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A Strange God

Gen Z reader

soft au - reader is an adult -

Warning: Not proofread, dark jokes, mostly comedy rather then serious, swearing.

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You were sitting in you're room playing genshin, doing your usual things like commissions, Tea pot, exploration, farming.

Until something strange happened your device wasn't responding. I don't mean the screen froze oh no no. You can still move your mouse however the game itself is moving on its own

"Oh hell naw I didn't sign up for this demonic shit. " You say as you back away from the device. Your main is still moving and the worst part is, its not even part of any idle animation or something you have seen before. You don't care if it's a hacker or some possession shit, EITHER ONE IS BAD

Then it hits you, you starting to get light headed, vision becoming blurry, you start on panicking. What the hell was wrong with your body just when you were about to reach for a phone you black out.

You are now concouice though haven't opened your eyes yet, it feels... Very peaceful your not sure why.. The birds are singing, the smell of flowers in the air, the grass on the ground

"THE GRASS ON THE GROUND?!" You instantly opened your eyes.

"Why is this grass brighter than my future." You say as you look at the neon like grass "Did people kidnap me to touch grass like a normal human being?" Look as much as unbelievable that suggestion was, you have been told to randomly touch grass more than your salary combined.

"You know what fuck it, it's like-" You look at the sky "I'm going to pretend I know what the time is, however I can say it's too early to care." You lay back down, ah how peaceful. Too peaceful, but who cares you can pretend to be in some anime and lay down at the grass.

"AHHH IS THAT A FUCKING BUG" You instantly sat up from the ground, honestly what were you thinking

"GET THE HELL AWAY SATAN SPAWN."

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Okay now that's over with. You look up at the sky "Okay universe we both know you will fuck me over one way or another. I know damn well that the bugs were only the beginning." You sigh, done with your anime protagonist moment and reach out to grab your phone.

"Where's my phone...?"

"NO NO NOO," you say panicking "WHERE IS MY LIFE PURPOSE?!" You scream "I AM STILL WAITING FOR TCF MANHWA TO UPDATE!!"

It's been 30 minutes and you are still upset you don't have your phone. YOU DON'T CARE IF SOMEONE KIDNAPPED YOU AS LONG AS THEY GAVE YOU A PHONE OR BE AN IPAD KID.

"Ugh, what's the purpose of life if it isn't to update that one story you never continued in 2020." You say dramatically, if anyone was watching they would think you just lost a loved one.

you felt a small tickle on your foot, and your -20 IQ brain thought that it might be a spider... but suddenly you had gained 1 IQ and decided to actually look at what it was instead of kicking your feet aimlessly.

Turns out it was was a squirrel, thank goodness you didn't kick it. Let's just say tiktok traumatized you with too much information about animals..

The squirrel was just cuddling up to you, your weren't really sure why. It was then you realize your surroundings. "Why the hell am I in some old ass ruin??" Now your confused, you look around the area to see where you are perhaps you might even recognize it who knows? You can see a huge structure, it kinda looks like a crossbow, your not quite sure how to describe it. It feels very familiar for some reason, you can see carving marks on it, it read "Seed of stories, brought by the wind, and cultivated by time." huh for an ancient structure it sure had modern English. Wait. That's not English. How are you even reading that??? there is only one explanation for this. "I am some fictional work that doesn't even make sense, like 90% of fantasy reincarnation stories even if the protagonist was transmigrated and not reincarnated, but they use it anyway to sound cool." You say with a serious face, "Lmao as if that was true" You feel something on your shoulder, you immediately turn to what it was just to find the same squirrel just climbed up to your shoulder and now just cuddling you. "You are so lucky my reflexes didn't kick in, I almost throw you off my shoulders yk." "Why am I even talking to a squirrel? gonna be Snow White 2.0 ig" suddenly you hear something drop, you turn behind you and see- IS THAT AMBER???? looks like she dropped her bow, why does she look so surprised? Is it your outfit maybe? Maybe even the hair?? Anyways you just walked over and picked up ambers bow for her "Yo, you uh dropped this" "YOUR GRACE, YOU DON'T HAVE TO PICK IT UP FOR ME!!" "Wait tf you mean your grace." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Welp Gen z reader popped up in my mind so here- I decided not to add to many gen z jokes just yet since it is a little short story, might make a part 2 if this post goes well-

#genshin sagau #genshin soft au #sagau #genshin impact #gen z reader

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yestrday · 2 years

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ok so maybe you're gonna get tired of the whole bodyparts academy au BUT I've been brainrotting so hard my brain is like melting out of my ears dawg... i gotta get this out of my system or it WILL consume me... you know aethers like outfit?? his abdomen area(? idk waht its called english hard lol) hasnt left my mind its just/?!?!?!?! THE WAIST????? (men and their slutty waists smh) it just looks sooo good I want to bite and like put my hands on him and just manhandle him grraravdjñ, SO LIKE just imagine academy au mc jus kind of like obsessed with his abdomen area (again sorry dont know what its called 😭) who just coincidentally has their hands on his waist like ALL the time, and im just so curious abt how aether would react, would he show off?? would he be shy??? would he be running laps and screaming??? (idk how to end this im sorry words aren't wording how they should lmaoo)

the unbelievably deep sigh i just had when I saw this ask. and yet here I am, the sucker and fool. ready to do anything for genshin men and their impeccable body measurements.

i actually wrote something like this already 😭but I wanted to cop a feel for academy aether's tummy too yknow? or maybe I just cannot control myself when it comes to the twins

you might like: teyvat! aether and his little tummy <;33

oh, please. aether knows he's pretty. he is lumine's twin brother, after all! even before coming to this school he's turned heads left and right, so surely he could use his good looks to seduce the person of his dreams, right?

wrong.

whenever you snatch him by the waist, it’s protectiveness and not the perverted fondling he’d rather you’d do to him. aether is, after all, cute and petite. he looks like he can be easily overpowered by any of the students here and you just have that natural urge to protect him! you don’t know that aether can easily oneshot most of your harem members, but even if you did, what exactly would change?

when aether skips over to your side, you smile fondly at him and hug him by the waist to your side. it gets his heart pumping whenever you do that, hiding his flushed face behind his textbooks so you won’t suspect a thing. disappointment always floods his insides when you look at him like a brother and not a potential love interest. your waist is so small! you say like a naggy mother. you have to eat more!

it’s frustrating! lumine has to watch his brother scream into his pillow every night from her side of the room. she rolls over and tries to drown out his screams with a pillow.

“aether!” you one day call out to him. your bright smile once again beckons him to your side. he yelps when you slide a firm hand around his waist and pull him to your lap. his cheeks flush when hug him closer to your chest, and it takes everything out of him not to squirm. “i’ve got something to show you!” your breath tickles his ear and sends tingles down his spine.

shuddering out a sigh, he forces a shaky grin as he tries his best to look enthusiastic. “is this about the anime you sent me last week?” you brighten up at his remembrance and chatter on and on to him. he makes his remarks too, fueling the conversation, and as it goes on your hands continue to rover about his abdomen. you’re such a mean senior, not even noticing the bright red blush on his face! was this on purpose? it has to be!

a single feather-like stroke of his abdomen sends him shuddering and keeling over. he gasps into your collarbone, hiding his blush and heart-eyed expression. “you’re so mean, senpai,” he whimpers into your skin. “teasing me like this...”

“i-i’m sorry...” the tension of the situation has now finally dawned on you, and you blush when you feel aether’s lips quivering on your skin. “i didn’t realize that...”

your words trail off as temptation seizes your hand to feel up his abdomen once more. toned as they were, the curves seemed so tiny and fragile as they fit into your hands. a lean and slender body, yet supple enough to serve as canvas for your marks...

ah, no! what kind of senior are you, teaching such lecherous thoughts of your junior! and yet... and yet...! your eyes dart to the corner, where the blonde student is currently shaking in your grasp. the cute and helpful transfer student who you viewed as a brother now looked more and more like prey in your hands. you gulp.

“i’m sorry, aether,” you whisper, sending an excited rush through his body. “but you look so pretty now...”

his tongue feels like lead as it quivers in his mouth, but when you settle him down on the couch and hover above him, he giggles like the closeted perverted maniac that he is.

“no worries, senpai ♡~” he laughs, bringing you closer by the neck.��“make sure to appreciate me more okay?”

perhaps he’ll start rolling up his uniform after this, just to make the rest of your harem jealous ☆

#yandere genshin impact #genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere x reader #yandere aether #genshin aether #yester.writes #yester.au — academy 📓

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starfellforyou · 2 years

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– 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛. ❀

tags: genshin boys x fem!reader, college au

premise: in which you pretend to fall asleep and lean your head against his shoulder

characters: xiao, ayato, diluc, childe, zhongli, kaeya, albedo, itto

genre: fluff

xiao, on the bus. you feel his breath hitch when your head touches his shoulder, the softness of his gray hoodie pressed against your temple. you hear him scoff lightly and notice him glance at you every few seconds, but he doesn't push you away. you sit in silence for a while before looking up - only to find that he's fallen asleep, too.

ayato, in the library. he simply looks at you and grins annoyingly. "if you wanted to touch me, you could’ve just asked," he says, beaming brighter than he should have. startled, you lift your head and smack him on the arm, unprepared for the moment he pulls your head back onto his shoulder and casually resumes sipping his bubble tea, a shojo-manga open on the table in front of him.

diluc, in the classroom. at first he doesn't react, but then he awkwardly taps you on the shoulder until you sit up, feeling slightly embarrassed about the rejection. still, you swear you hear his heartbeat pick up speed when you pull away from him, and there's no denying the bright shade of red emerging on his cheeks.

childe, in the bleachers. a game of basketball had just ended, and he decided to make his way to the bleachers - where you'd been watching him play - for a quick water break. you droop your head against his shoulder and hear one of his teammates call him back to the court. "yeah, uh–just gimme a sec!" he yells back, careful not to disrupt your peaceful slumber.

zhongli, in the council chamber. both co-presidents of the student council, you abruptly rest you head on his shoulder in the midst of an important meeting pertaining to academic affairs. he smirks gently, a glimmer of warmth in his smile as he opens the book on the table and holds it up in front of you to prevent the other council members from waking you up.

kaeya, in the janitor closet. because that's the kind of mischief he gets you into on the daily. hiding from the principal, you watch as he peeks through a small opening in the closet door, a streak of light illuminating his cheekbones, and nestle your head against his neck. he stays silent while resting his head on yours.

albedo, in the park. at first he says nothing, but then you feel him lift his hand to your face and brush an elegant finger along one of your eyelashes. you jump upright, shouting, "hey! that tickles!" as he suddenly seizes your left wrist and runs his thumb across the back of your palm, the gesture sending shivers down your spine. "does this tickle?"

itto, in the lecture hall. he's unsure of what to do at first, but then, bashfully, he smiles to himself and slowly lifts your head onto the cow cushion on his lap. you both fall asleep anyway - the lecture is painfully boring - but it's your favorite one this year.

a/n: my first hc fic! i hope i did it right lol (and i hope you like the school setting <3)

✧ starfellforyou

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vinnie-w · 1 year

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【 Alhaitham x Single Mom! Reader 】

➥ AU: Genshin Impact (Post-Sumeru Archon Quest)

➥ SYNOPSIS: Your warm morning is interrupted by an unexpected but welcomed surprise.

➥ AU: Canon Genshin (Post-Sumeru Archon Quest)

➥ WC: 889

➥ A MOTHER'S LOVE ( MASTERLIST)

You could tell how big a toll the work of a Grand Sage had been affecting your boyfriend as, usually, it would've been him that'd be awake but instead you wake to see Alhaitham with his eyes shut as he breathed slowly.

You smile softly as you reach to brush Alhaitham's hair back slowly, and how you wish you didn't as his brows furrow slightly and his arm on your waist pulls you closer to himself.

"Good morning." You giggled, Alhaitham hums in response as he buried his face in your hair. "Mrn'n .." He mumbled into your hair.

You look outside the window and see that the sun was higher than it usually was when you woke up. You attempt to stand up but you forget your boyfriend's tight grip on your waist.

"Haitham, hon. It's past 8." You said, trying to shake Alhaitham awake.

"So?" He replied, pulling the blanket over your shoulders. "It's a weekend, dear. We'll be fine."

"What about Farah?"

"I'm sure Kaveh can handle her."

You shake your head with a laugh, "Archons, Haitham. We can't make our friend do everything y'know?"

"It's reasonable payment for his debt." Alhaitham added, smirking slightly as you laugh at his statement, burying your face in his chest.

"Mm.. I guess I can spend a few more minutes.." You mumble, already feeling the sleepiness return once you allowed yourself to melt into Alhaitham's arms.

"Good." Said Alhaitham, smugly. You both hold each other close as sleep began to overtake you, the warmth of Alhaitham and the blanket and the cool wind from your slightly open window was enough to make you fall asleep.

Unfortunately for you two, because of your drowsiness you failed to notice the door open slowly.

Alhaitham looked up from admiring you and raised a brow at the open door. "Hm? Kaveh?" He called out, rubbing his eye.

"Kaveh?" You mumble, drowsily.

"AAAAAHHHH!!"

Alhaitham and you yelp as the small figure jumped into your bed head first with a scream before she fell into a fit of giggles.

"Mowing! It's mowing!!" Farah beamed, cuddling into your chest.

Alhaitham and you sigh, it was just Farah, your little 5 year old girl. "Morning. It's morning, Farah." Said Alhaitham, turning on his side as he watched you and Farah cuddle.

"Hehe, no it's not!" Farah giggles, turning to face her dad. Alhaitham could feel his heart melt a bit as you pulled Farah closer and kissing her cheek.

"What do you mean it's not, baby?" Alhaitham asked.

"Cause that's how uncle Kaveh says it!" Said Farah, sitting up. "He goes, 'good mowingg!'" She then proceeds to exaggerate Kaveh's yawn, throwing her arms up in the air and falling back onto your chest, laughing.

"Of course, he'd say it wrong. He's an idiot."

"Haitham!" You yell, playfully slapping his bicep with a laugh. Alhaitham chuckles, propping himself up on his arm as he admired you.

The way the sun perfectly captured your features, your laugh like music to his ears always had his heart skipping a few beats.

Alhaitham was no believer of fate, choosing to believe in facts instead, but he would get down on his knees and thank whichever god or archon of Celestia had given him the chance to meet you and your daughter and giving him the small family he has now.

Alhaitham smiled softly once you'd calm from your laughing as you looked up at him with your (e/c) eyes. He slowly leaned in, about to give you a kiss when he was immediately smacked away.

"Farah!"

Alhaitham sat up in shock as he rubbed his nose, while Farah blew a raspberry at him. The two glared at one another before Farah smugly kissed your cheek and cuddled you.

"Oh?" Said Alhaitham. "That's how you want it too be, hm?"

Farah screeched as Alhaitham pulled her off of you. She was kicking her legs and squealing as he tickled her sides, blowing a raspberry into her neck that had Farah laughing and squirming.

"PAPA LET ME GOOO!!" She laughed, trying to tickle her papa back but Alhaitham held her arms down as he continued the tickling.

You laid back as you watched the two play fight. You can't help but thank the archons for blessing you with a man as loving accepting as Alhaitham for accepting you AND Farah when most men you've met have insisted for you to leave her behind

But not Alhaitham, he saw your fears and made a promise to love and protect you both. You smile fondly as Farah finally escaped Alhaitham's grasp and run out of the room, calling for Kaveh.

"Now, where was I-" You cut him off by sneaking your arm around his neck and kissing him. Alhaitham immediately reacts by wrapping his arms around your waist.

You pull away, muttering "Love you." Smiling up at him. Alhaitham smiles back, but just as he was about to lean down for one more kiss, another voice startles the two.

"Oh- OH! Not in front of your own child, you two!"

A/N: Shdjhahs you guys have no idea how happy I am to vomit a fic about him jaklsjdlkadj I love him so he's so mean and rude.

I'm ngl, I wish I was built like all the genshin tumblr writers here with their cool aesthetice but I am simply a wattpader 😭

#✿ writes #✿ A MOTHER'S LOVE ✿#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #alhaitham x y/n #alhaitham x you

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pochipop · 11 months

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＃GENSHIN IMPACT !! ♡ — PRINCE AU/FORBIDDEN LOVE DRABBLES.

#. synopsis! — drabbles featuring tighnari, diluc, & ayato as princes who’ve fallen for a commoner reader .

#. characters! — tighnari, diluc, ayato .

#. warnings! — mentions of genre typical hierarchical discrimination .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

＃ TIGHNARI !! ♡

Curious Prince Tighnari who sends you love letters tied round the neck of stout pigeons; their beaks tip-tapping ever so gently against the sunlit window you sit beneath, a novel page tucked between your fingers. It’s been little more than a few days since you last saw him in the castle garden, your skin awash in comforting moonlight, but he writes to you nonetheless in delicate, melancholic cursive. He tells you of the longing you leave deep within his chest; —of the many times his mind has drifted far away to a place you reside alongside him as he flips through books in the castle library.

You imagine he sat down to pen this in the early hours of the morning light, rolling it gently, tying it ever so gracefully with a bright red ribbon that sealed his deepest desires inside. He tells you of the nights he’s spent tossing and turning atop his silken sheets, restless and fitful as he yearns for your sobering warmth. To have you in my arms, he writes, is the sweetest dream of all. And it’s one that he can’t often have, —one that goes by much too fast when it comes around under a blue moon.

Ah, —but those nights are none too average. The flowers in his personally-maintained garden seem to glimmer in the moonlight and sway like graceful dancers in the breeze. He holds you close amongst the flora, under a sky dusted with glittering stars; ones he swears shimmer just for you. The fur of his ears, a tall, proud symbol of his nobility, tickles your cheek when you rest your chin on the crown of his head. Sometimes, you find yourself wondering if you deserve a lover with such a lavish lifestyle; —if all the discontent you fear from both sides of the tracks have valid points laced within their venom.

Your lover soothes your worries down like a cat licking at the staticy fur of its kitten. His angelic touch alights your skin as he whispers words of love and devotion into your ear until the fire inside you has been stoked to heights once thought impossible for your demeanor.

Tighnari slips a de-thorned, ruby red rose just beneath the scarlet ribbon, sending it off to find you.

I vow to you, my darling blossom, that we will meet again before the final petal of this rose has fallen from the stem.

＃ DILUC !! ♡

Pensive Prince Diluc who knows too much and is none too thrilled about stepping into the position of King in less than a year’s time. He was once the prize of his family, the gem of his nation, —a young man everyone thought would make the perfect ruler one day. However, now that the day is fast approaching, it seems like Diluc is in a constant battle with his thoughts and often daydreams about waking up a different person; someone simpler and much less renowned.

When he lies next to you like this, Diluc feels perfectly ordinary. He’s not the soon-to-be King, nor the preppy young Prince of his glory days; —he’s simply yours. And you don’t ask of him things he cannot provide. Your lips feel like sundrops sent from heaven against his neck, peppering along the column of his throat until you capture his mouth in an ardent kiss. He hums ever so softly, a sound that resonates like royal instruments from the back of his throat.

“Y/n,” he breathes when you slowly pull away, your forehead coming down to rest against his own.

Somehow, you know the next words falling from his tongue will be apologies for things you’ve seldom concerned yourself with. His propensity for shouldering the blame of generations that came long before him is much too great a burden to bear, even for a young man of his valiant strength. Thus, you’ve vowed (in silence, of course) to shoulder that burden with him, if only from the shadows.

You’re quite used to darkness, after all. . . It’s here that he meets with you under the humble moon, stealing kisses from your supple lips.

“Don’t,” you say softly, in a voice just above a whisper, “—there’s nothing to say sorry for.”

Ah, but you’re so wrong. He knows he should apologize for the very state of affairs as they are, as he sneaks you around like you’re some sort of criminal who swept in from a nearby kingdom to swipe his heart away. He knows he should apologize for all the times he’s passed you by without a second glance, as if you were little more than a stranger when you’d woken up in his bed the very same morning.

Diluc swallows his apology, instead whispering to you something much more profound, something akin to miraculous for such a simple lifetime.

“I love you.”

＃ AYATO !! ♡

Dutiful Prince Ayato who falls for you so deeply between lessons and hours-long studying sessions; seeking refuge in your embrace when his eyes go bleary from the stress. The weight of the kingdom rests heavy on his shoulders, but he braves the storm with a confident smile because he knows no other way. But when his head rests in your lap like this, you like to imagine that behind his sealed eyelids, he’s found some semblance of peace away from all the pressure.

He looks so ethereal, even when signs of exhaustion plague his handsome face.

Your hand matches the curve of his cheek, his brilliant irises coming into view as his eyes peel open to stare up at you lazily. This is the first time in far too long that he’s felt so blissful and calm, as if sinking into you is all it takes to even him out and shelter him away from all the crushing responsibilities of royalty.

Here, with you, there are no expectations that he fears he can’t live up to. There’s nothing to plan for days in advance, careful thinking plaguing every little detail lest he make even the slightest of mistakes. Instead, there’s warmth and freedom, a chance to spread his wings and fly through the late evening sky.

“Love,” he says to you, voice dripping with milk and honey, “I’ll have to walk you to your quarters soon.”

You hum in acknowledgement having known the time for such was fast approaching, yet you make no move to hurry him along. Your fingers card through his hair, prodding softly at his sensitive scalp. It dawns on Ayato then that he much prefers the gentle brush of your fingertips to the frigid graze of any crown.

“You don’t have to come along,” you tell him. “It’s not like I’ll be getting lost.”

He appreciates the joke you make less so because it’s funny and more so because it makes you smile.

Ayato comes anyway, striding through the empty halls. They stretch on for what seems like miles in his lethargic state, suppressing yawns as his heels click against the glossy hardwood. Just inside your room, one of the small spaces offered to the help of the castle, the young prince matches the curve of your cheek to the plane of his hand. He brushes his lips past your own, diluting the urge to pull you in and kiss you with enough passion that it just might sync his heartbeat to your own.

You’d do anything to have him stay the night, but the risk is much too great. It’s better if he returns to his room, —if he keeps his distance for now. You bite your tongue as he bids you goodnight, the taste of him lingering all the same.

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xoxodiluc · 11 months

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lapis dei | zhongli ( genshin impact ) x female! reader

— part two.

series genre romance, angst, smut, fantasy mafia! au

summary in your family, being married and giving an heir to a certain man you’re married to is a must. after zhongli lost his wife guizhong — he was devastated. but there’s no time in wasting to find another woman who shall be his new wife, and you were chosen.

cw in this chapter smut [ sub! virgin! reader, first time, slight sir kink, praising ], strong language, mentions of death, death threats | please read at your own risk, and please send an ask if i missed any content warnings here. not proofread.

word count 1.2k

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one | two ( you’re here ) | three | four

Rex Lapis’ contract states that you should never fall in love with the man you’re married to.

You suddenly thought about that while Zhongli’s lips tickled your neck, leaving soft kisses, your bare bodies against each other. You wondered, was Guizhong not allowed to fall in love with Rex Lapis? or did he love her—

“You seem to be in deep thought,” He whispered, raising his head to look at you. “What is it?”

You shook your head, giving him a small smile. “It’s nothing, sir. Don’t worry.”

“Just call me Zhongli. You are my wife now.”

Staring into his amber eyes, you whispered, “Okay, Zhongli.”

Calling him only by his name was so unfamiliar, but for some reason, you liked it.

“Unless you want to call me ‘sir’ during sex, that is.” He chuckled when he saw your flustered face. “I’m gonna put it in, okay? Tell me anything, whether it hurts, or it feels good.”

Of course, the nervousness kicks in again, but you just nodded at him while flashing a smile. “Okay.”

You held onto his shoulder as you felt him entering you. They weren’t wrong with first times hurting.

“Ah...” You let out, squeezing your nails onto Zhongli’s shoulder, yet he didn’t mind. “H-Hold on…”

As you expected, he was too big.

He nodded understandingly. When you felt the pain slowly going away, you looked at him. “You can move now.”

“I’ll be gentle,” He reassured, kissing your lips as he carefully thrust into you.

And finally, as seconds passed, the pain was slightly replaced by pleasure. You panted when he started getting a bit rougher with his thrusts. “Mmh… it feels good, sir…”

“Yeah? Fuck,” He grunted, “You’re tightening up so much…”

You let out little whimpers as he slammed his hips against yours, and you couldn’t help but admire him.

He’s beautiful. He really is — the fact that you’re married to him somehow made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

However, it’s only an arranged marriage.

Nothing more.

You have to keep reminding yourself that.

A few weeks after your wedding, you and Zhongli don’t speak to each other unless he needs to. He still intimidated you, too, even though you saw a different side of him back on your wedding night.

Honestly, you never thought it would get so boring. Sure, you could go out (but of course, you have a personal bodyguard if you will) or buy everything you wanted, but still.

Your own husband won’t even acknowledge you.

You could only sigh.

“M-Madam Y/N!” A maid called out when you left the bedroom. She was nervous — you could tell by her tone.

“Yes?”

“Mr. Zhongli has requested that you wear this dress for later. Raiden Shogun had invited him for lunch since she decided to visit Liyue.”

Raiden Shogun. The Mafia leader of Inazuma. All you’ve heard is that she is merciless, and you weren’t sure if it was okay for them to meet.

Don’t they have bad blood between each other?

She gave you a box, which you assumed contained the dress Zhongli wanted you to wear. The maid bowed, then walked away at a fast pace.

Were you that intimidating? You knew you were part of the Mafia, but you’ve never been strict with maids. You were always friendly with them!

Or maybe because now, you’re Rex Lapis’ wife.

Sighing, you walked back to your bedroom and tried the black dress Zhongli gave you.

And… wow.

It was stunning. Besides the dress, there was also a jade necklace and a pair of jade earrings.

Jade itself is expensive. You don’t even own one.

You admired yourself in the mirror. Maybe you could go shopping for clothes you actually want once in a while.

It was silent in the car. There was a distance between the two of you in the backseat, and you noticed Zhongli preferred to be quiet.

From the corner of your eye, you examined him. He wore a black tuxedo with a gold watch on his left wrist. His arms were crossed, looking out the window with an emotionless face.

“You can stop staring at me now. We’re here.”

Your eyes widened, looking away from him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”

A small smile from him was enough to make you shut up.

The driver opened the door, and Zhongli climbed out. He offered his hand and you took it gratefully, seeing the luxurious restaurant in front of you.

“Just stay close to me.” He muttered. You nodded and linked your arm to his before entering the restaurant. It wasn’t long before you were facing the Raiden Shogun herself.

Only seeing her in pictures, she looked even more beautiful in personal.

But if looks could kill, you’d be dead.

She looked at you with a poker face, but her eyes were sharp.

“I have been waiting for you, Morax. I assume this is your new wife?”

“Yes, this is Y/N. His father is a trusted friend of mine.” Your husband pulled you closer by your waist.

She crossed her arms, “Huh… All right. Go take a seat.”

Once you and Zhongli sat down, he asked, “What was the reason for you to meet up with me?”

“No reason,” She responded, looking down at her dessert. “Since I visited Liyue, I just thought I’d catch up with the Mafia leader. And I was also told that you have a… new wife… what was it, Y/N? Immediately after Lady Guizhong has passed.”

Okay. You could tell Raiden doesn’t like you. You could almost hear the disgust in her voice when she said your name.

Zhongli grabbed the menu, “I see. well, I’m doing fine. Up until now… we still couldn’t catch my superior’s killer, but I’m doing my best to catch them soon,” Then he looked up at her. “What about you? How have you been?”

She leaned back on the chair, “I’m good.”

The silence after that made you feel awkward, so you grabbed the menu, looking for something to eat.

An Adeptus’ Temptation? Or Golden Shrimp Balls? Perhaps, some Jade Parcels?

Zhongli’s cell phone suddenly rang, and he stood up to answer it. “I have to take this, I’ll be back.”

And he’s gone.

Great.

Your heart was racing, and you felt like something was wrong.

“I will get rid of you.”

It took seconds after processing what Raiden Shogun had said to you.

To get rid of you… to kill you.

Why?

“Why, you ask? Because I want to marry Morax. By marrying him, I can take what he has, and I can make a deal that he won’t ever refuse in exchange for marrying him,” You see the smile on her face. You nervously fiddled with your fingers. You knew it… she’s just as ruthless as you thought. “Did you know that Morax killed Sasayuri? One of my trusted friends, and the person I was supposed to marry? So do you expect me to just sit here and do nothing after all that?”

you gulped, unable to speak.

“Count your days, Y/N.”

After some time, you heard Zhongli’s deep voice from behind you. “I’m back, have you decided on what to order?”

“I’ll… I’ll get the Jade Parcels.” You almost whispered. God, your hands were shaky. You couldn’t even look anywhere because you could feel Raiden’s gaze on you.

Your blood ran cold at the thought of getting killed by her.

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xzho-writes · 2 years

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genshin boys and what job i think they’d have in a modern!au

characters: diluc, zhongli, kaeya, itto, thoma, xiao, childe

wc: 700

summary: pretty self explanatory; these are what i think these boys would have as jobs in a modern au!

warnings: none!

a/n: kneels and touches forehead to the ground- i really am sorry for the lack of content, i’ll put some out as soon as my exams are over 😭 have this quickie for now

(i think i’ll also expand these later on)

you can find my masterlist here

diluc

FIREMAN OR BAKER DILUC. that’s all. that’s the post. it’s been on my mind for the past few days and it’s all i can think about— baker!diluc with warm, large hands kneading a fresh batch of dough. baker!diluc who rolls his sleeves up to his elbows so you have the glorious view of his forearms rippling as he works (he’s well aware of your ogling, but he’d be damned if you looked at any other person like that). fireman!luc who strives to protect innocent citizens. fireman!luc who loves to hug you when he’s all sweaty after his workouts. these just seem like very diluc-y jobs, but personally i’d vouch for baker!luc the most cause of the domesticity it brings :)

zhongli

everybody thinks of him as a ceo and although this is valid, i also think he’d work well in a cafe. a cosy little cafe that he runs himself, discussing happily with his customers about anything and everything under the sun. you could sit and watch this man make tea and coffee for hours; his form is so alluring and voice so captivating that you often lose yourself to the timbre of it. he’s more than happy to teach you how to brew some drinks, too. he’d place his large hands over yours, chest flush against your back as he guides you through all the steps with his baritone voice ;)

kaeya

i haven’t read many modern!aus with kaeya but i feel like he’d work as a bartender! he and diluc used to work at the same bar, but diluc always had more of an interest in baking than his brother. kaeya, on the other hand, loves to work with or around alcohol. naturally, there are some social aspects when it comes to bartending and so kaeya loves to show off his tricks! he’s very skilled when it comes to making drinks and he gets a kick out of the fascination he brings people when he does it all fancy.

itto

oh he’s definitely a tattoo artist! i already made a suggestive post about this idea but yes, tattoo artist itto tickles my brain just right. he strives to be the best in the city but nothing comes before the safety of his clients. itto wants them to know they’re in safe hands, wanting them to be as comfy as possible. you’ve asked him about the red marks on his body and if he did those himself, but he denies this and claims that they’re his natural marks. would tease you and ask, “what, don’t believe me? you can feel them for yourself if you want!”

thoma

PLANT/FLOWER SHOP OWNER THOMA! he’d have the prettiest blooms in all the city and people are lining up as soon as his store opens! he’s so cute with his little green apron, so cute with the little shrubs he has in his arms. he’s very knowledgable about all plant forms, too, so if you have any questions… don’t be afraid to ask! he loves talking to his customers and building relationships with his few regulars! everybody loves this golden boy of a florist! taroumaru is his loyal little helper :)

xiao

i also think he’d work as a tattoo artist/piercer! more specifically, he and itto are coworkers at the same parlour. the place is never dull when it has these two starkly different characters in it! he works more quietly than itto but this doesn’t lessen the quality of his work. conversations are quick and concise, and the rest of the session is spent in comfortable silence as xiao focuses on his work. if you show any hints of pain or discomfort, he’d stop right away and ask if you’re okay or if you wanna continue :)

childe

i think he’d work as a chef- one of the best chefs in teyvat’s renowned restaurant! he discovered his passion for cooking after having taken care of all his siblings, and now strives to feed many more people than just his family. his other coworkers, scaramouche and signora, find his chatty nature rather irksome but they make quite the deadly trio in the kitchen. orders will come flying out with how efficient the three are! but if you had to choose… childe is certainly the better of the three chefs in terms of the sheer quality of the food he produces :)

published on 22/04/22

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lychniis · 1 year

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⚘ — I PINE FOR YOUR LAUGHTER.

i. SYNOPSIS : there were moments of warmth and softness. you might be crazy saying this, but you might be more than a little in love with them. ( submission for the genshin impact white day event ). ( cyno / wanderer x gn ! reader )

ii. WARNING(S) : no warnings, just plain fluff save for wanderer being a slight douche ( it's wanderer ) and some swearing ( it's wanderer ). sharing one bed trope, modern ! au for cyno, scara cannot braid ( he's so bad ), hair pulling because scara cannot braid ( this is the life of bougie kids ). my submission for the genshin impact white day event and gift for @asoftspotforangels. i hope you like it!!!. NOT PROOFREAD.

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&& . cyno · ( the light flickers off ; but the tent is warm )

THERE IS LITTLE ERROR IN Cyno’s methods when it comes to camping, you learn. His judgment was reliable and his process was safe enough with a novice at his side ( he had done this countless times before, with and without you, and you try to comfort yourself with that ) and he was one of the better camping partners amongst your friends. He hardly made much of a mess or threw much of a fuss, and his presence was amicable if not distant.

“He’s alright.” you had told Kaveh when he voiced his concerns. “Cyno’s not going to leave me in the middle of the woods to fend for myself. He’s not like that. I trust him.”

You trust him.

But your hands still shake when you help him straighten out the tent ( and it feels like someone unleashed a flurry of butterflies in your stomach ), and they shake harder when a single sleeping bag is unrolled and his impassive stare trains upon it. You half assume something was wrong, that this night was a bust and an hour long trip back to Sumeru City was due.

“I forgot another one.” he states, and his brow furrows, dispelling any creeping inklings of doubt that threaten the corner of your mind. Cyno wasn’t so forgetful, so petty. He certainly wouldn’t deceive you ( right…? ).

"What?"

"I forgot another sleeping bag."

Oh...

This was...unlike him...

“Okay…” you swallow. “I could use a blanket instead.” It's a polite offer from a friend ( because that’s what you are, you remind yourself over and over and over like a record on loop when you look at him ).In truth, the thought of sharing his heat, of his arms resting around you cocooned in a space so small — you hardly think your brain could function.

Cyno mulls over it for a moment, then another, his head tilting to the side as it always does when his thoughts fill his mind with different ideas and opinions. It was his thinking face, people state. Or his 'secretly planning a murder' face.

Finally his hands drop to his side. “Absolutely not.” he decides and there is an edge of finality in the way he speaks. The warm shade of his eyes pierce you in the spot, quietly scrutinizing you for any weak attempts of protesting. “Besides, the night is cold. I don’t want you to freeze over.”

I won’t freeze over; you’re just making excuses dammit —

He was a stubborn man, Cyno and his words were law under the ground rules of camping. It was one of his constants, something to stir up against his reliability and the safety he exudes, and after eating some canned soup and some food he brought in for dinner, you slip into the sleeping bag, with him following after.

His hair tickles the back of your neck and his breath was a warm prickle upon your chilled skin — you felt everything and nothing at the same time — from the slowly fading numbness of your fingertips, to the arm that snakes around you.

Yep, you were going to die — any second now.

“I know you feel like we’re in a tight spot right now…but I won’t do anything that would case you any distress.'' Despite the situation, the terrible joke makes you smile a bit. “Tight spot?” he tests with the driest tone in existence. “Oh wait, I think you’re smiling…you’re doing fine?”

“I'm okay.” you know you’re lying and you know Cyno can catch on to it. “I just need a moment to adapt…”

“Are you sure — ”

Your hand moves a bit and you squirm in place till your fingers lace against Cyno’s and you let out a shaky breath. At least you could find some sense of control now and the thought makes you feel better.

Cyno lets out a strained sound as his words still and whatever sentence he was about to stutter was lost to the abyss. “You alright?” you echo his question and you feel a little bad for teasing him. But you're smiling now. You're trying not to laugh ( he'd hardly be bothered by it anyway ).

“Yeah.”

If you’d turned, you’d have seen the shy droop to his eyes and the flush on his cheeks. The flashlight lighting up the tent flickers off when your eyes grow heavy and sleep tugs at your consciousness. Cyno’s forehead pressing up against your shoulder was the last you feel when you drift off.

This is fine, you tell yourself. This is fine.

Morning is another story to deal with.

&& . wanderer · ( these hands of his ; has much to learn )

HE CURSES ONCE, twice, thrice as he combs away a few more knots, fingers bent and his brow creased. The man behind you went by the moniker ‘the wanderer’ and he refuses to peel away any more layers save for the callous courtesy and snide comments on top and that, you realize, was why you find this situation strange.

Was he a friend? Perhaps. There was an ache when you’d see him, an instinctive mix of anxiety and admiration that stems from the pit of your stomach and a place so old you doubt you remember. It was persistent, like the patter of rain and the falling of dew in the Avidya Forest, it was like grasping in the dark for a face of a voice that whispered into your ear as a babe, or the lingering warmth of a hug.

Sometimes, he looks at you with the air of someone tired, of someone meeting an old friend . It flickers through the cracks, then it’s gone — covered up as quick as it came.

He first came to you as a stranger, his inexperienced hands teaching himself how to sew a doll and you gently guided him through. Now he teaches himself how to braid your hair, his lack of skill shining through with every absent tug and uncomfortable poke. You wince every time he swears till you pull your head away.

“Stay still!” he snaps, his frustrated grimace deepening as he steadies your shoulders and holds you in place. “Give me a moment, let me figure this out — FUCK!” he pulls on your hair again and the braid falls undone, the meager progress he made now unwinding into a mess. “Dammit.”

He leans back, indigo eyes holding back an unbridled storm as the hair tie slips onto the ground and he glowers at you. “You’re the one pulling my hair.” you snap in turn, massaging the ache in your scalp. The Wanderer wrinkles his nose.

“You’re the one who asked me to braid your hair in the first place.”

“You could have just said ‘no’. I wasn’t forcing you!”

He looks unimpressed, tossing the hair tie your way with a huff while the few looking over the bickering seem to bend their heads down and hide their faces. An old lady does not bother, her amusement lining her face and wrinkles as she makes for the two of you, the Wanderer glancing up with a stiff set to his jaw when he notices.

( You knew the softer parts of him, where his crassness never met the ears of the children or the elderly. You wonder why he would never treat you the same way. )

“If you two need any help, I wouldn't mind lending some advice.” she supplies and the smile she wears is brilliant and it is kind. Some of your anger eases away.

“We wouldn’t want to be a bother…but thank you.” “Nonsense.” she laughs, her eyes seeming to peer at an unspoken joke she caught on to. You do not see what she sees, with your youthful gaze. “Now you there, young man?”

The Wanderer straightens his back.

“You’re too impatient. Take your time bridging their hair. It’s no wonder you keep tangling it up. Should it get too messy, comb through the ends a few times.” you listen to her instruct him, and apart from the absent pulls, he was far gentler now, careful, almost. The elder departs and the Wanderer continues on.

His touch was soft. And it was hesitant.

“How come you’ve never learned how to braid hair before…?” you finally ask.

“How come you haven’t?”

“I always kept mine short…or my parents would do it for me. I suppose I let it grow out before I even noticed…” you let out a sheepish laugh, at how stupid you sounded, at how stupid the answer even was. The Wanderer hums, seemingly taking it in.

You catch a flash of color from the corner of your eye and you smell something sweet. He lets your hair go, now braided, its messiness and inexperienced winding covered up by flowers pinned on alongside the tie.

You fall silent. He looks at you, his indigo eyes shadowed beneath his hat.

“It’s beautiful.” you mutter, feeling your cheeks war,.

“...Right.” he lets out a soft exhale. “Well then, since you’ve just admitted to being absolutely pathetic at basic hair care…” he pauses. “I suppose you could call me again.”

“Again…? You repeat and you smile.

His ears turn pink and you think you see a flash of sadness and of longing.

“Don’t get used to it.”

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*lies down* i hope you enjoyed this! this is the first time i wrote either of these two characters so there was so much for me to get a grasp on kjnbvbnjk. but it was still fun writing all of this down and i hope i could dip my fingers into thinking up more wanderer and cyno content some time.

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viviloveschilde · 10 months

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RRRAAAAAH CONGRATS ON 100 LIKESS

I've had this kinda brainrot for a while. Since exams r coming up i imagine a mordern au where we're busy studying but our beloved ginger needs attention so he just ends up laying his head on our lap while we study<3<3<3<3 the sound of the calculator clicking and occasional head pats lulling him to sleep on our lap :(

Omg! Adorbssss<333~Awee... No problem anon, let me fulfill ur dreams ✧(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ Had a ton of fun wiring this, hope u eniy it~

-Vi

𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙣 𝙖/𝙪 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙚 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅

~𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮~

The exams were coming up. Being the good student you were, obviously you were prepared for the exam! But, since a little last minute revision doesn't hurt, why not do it, right?

This seemed like a great idea to you, but to Childe...Horrific. Scary. Terrifying. What was he going to do without you!? Your clingy boyfriend wanted to be with you every single second of your life.

Although it was a tiny bit annoying sometimes, you still found it absolutely adorable.

Childe had insisted he join you while you were studying. He even went as far as to pinky promise that he would study with you and not fool around, but here he was, whining for your attention.

He wanted your attention, no, he NEEDED it, and desperately.

"Baby, look at my handsome face, not the boring math worksheet~"

He whined teasingly while nudging your shoulder.

He still could not get any reaction from you but he had a secret weapon under his sleeve. He knew it would get your attention. Your cute boyfriend, laying his head on your soft, plush thighs. Childe seemed to have an obsession with your thighs and your lap.

He gently laid his head onto your thighs, his ginger locks tickling the bare skin. You were only wearing shorts, after all, comfort mattered the most when you were in your apartment.

You let out a soft giggle while the ticklish sensation sent a spark of surprise down your spine. You lovingly looked at him. He was so handsome. Handsome was an understatement. He was the hottest man you had ever seen.

You could not resist but you knew that your examinations were more important. You gave him a few light headpats before continuing to do your math worksheet.

Light clicks from your calculator was all that could be heard alongside the soft blowing sounds from the fan. You had not realised that Childe had fell asleep.

Cuteness overload! His adorable face! And he fell asleep on your thighs?! Too adorable! You lovingly planted a kiss on his forehead after carrying him to your bed.

It was a lot of work for a girl like you, which basically looked micro-sized compared to your handsome boyfriend.

Suddenly, he awoke sleepily from his slumber after you kissed him. He looked at you and gave you a gentle smile.

"Come join me, angel... You can study later...please..."

He pleaded, with his voice still raspy from awaking from his peaceful slumber.

How could you resist his puppy dog eyes begging you to stay with him. Without a second thought, you jumped into his arms, feeling his calloused hands snaking around your waist.

This was definitely a perfect moment between the two of you, although you had not planned for this to happen. Cuddles are still the best after all.

~END~

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ real life genshin au

a/n: you've heard of the self-aware genshin au (sagau), right? well, get ready for the real-life genshin au - where in-game characters come to your world, but a whole lot more wholesome :) sorry if you're living with your family right now, you'll have a hard time explaining why another person is in your house... this can be read as platonic bc we need more of that shit.

gn!reader, poc!friendly :)

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Xiao is a really helpful person, he's also ridiculously funny. Say it's raining outside and you need help taking your washing off of the line, he's already there helping you! The demons won't be able to get your washing now, [name]. I'll fend them off. EVIL CONQUERING! >:) He's saying that every second too. Oh, you need me to watch the store whilst your stew cooks? Don't worry, I'll prevent the demons from burning it. EVIL CONQUERING! UnU He's really sweet as well, he trusts you :) Do you need a hug? I'll prevent the demons from worsening your depression. EVIL CONQUERING- :D

Albedo is very good when it comes to homework if you need help. However, be careful not to leave it out, you'll end up with us all done with stars and doodles all over it... in pen. Here you go, your homework:) Oh, and I also did your English, French, Spanish and German homework for you too! The maths was so easy, how did you not get it? Did I make you self-conscious? I apologise, please forgive me :( I put stars all over your work! He's an actual sweetheart if you think about it, and acts just like his voice actor: Khoi Dao. Why're you trying to run from me? I just wanna get you to try this new drink I made >:( COME 'ERE BITCH-

Venti is an actual menace, but not as bad as you think. Whilst you're brushing your teeth, he's in the shower singing or something like that. He loves bubble baths so much - like me too bestie <3 Hey [name]? Could you pass me the shampoo? Thankyouiloveyousomuch~ Any alcohol you have, put it away. No drunk menaces are allowed in your house or are they??? Styling his hair is an absolute must. It has to be in his signature style or at least something to do with braids or plaits. He's quite ticklish too so whilst you were doing his hair, it turned into a tickle fight. Aww c'mon [name] I'm sorry :( please don't tickle me anyMORE SVAUVSWKBSHSV-

Ei in real life? Please. She's useless. I'm sorry but it's the truth. However, she is very cute when she wants stuff, and she has her puppet with her too so say bye-bye to Inazuma's duties shawty. I cannot stress how much of a savage duo you are the Shogun are. Like actually you both are boss bitches. Whilst Ei tries to get your attention in the shops so you guys can make a pit stop at the confectionary aisle, you and the Shogun are arm in arm deadass strutting and walking your shit. You don't think we could maybe try some sweets in the other aisle, [name]? You know I'm not from here- The Shogun looks her dead in the eye, and then back at you. Ei is wondering what the fuck just happened whilst the Shogun is picking out sunglasses for you both because you're just that cool >:) You're an admirable person with good intent and high ambitions [name]. I've come to realise that my mistress only thinks about eternity, sweets and her friend Yae Miko. Oh well, fuck her. I'll take you back to Inazuma instead :) SO SHADY GODDAMN RAIDEN

Yae Miko is gobbling up this new environment to make a novel on it back home. She's actually not that intimidating if you think about it, just a little bit of a tease. She's a known critic, so you pull out all the worst Wattpad stories you can find and roast the living shit out of female Y/N because of the underrepresentation, weird-ass harem she has, and obviously because the stuff the writer makes her do is unrealistic and frankly quite embarrassing. Then you guys go through all the good stuff on Tumblr, AO3, Quotev and Wattpad where you have plenty, yet not enough, male!reader/gn!reader fics with good plots and a good sense of humour. What kind of atrocity is this? Are you seeing this [name]? The punctuation's all wrong too! For eternity's sake, not only are these writers amateur but they are also unrealistic and don't realise that there are different types of people out there with different genders, races and sexualities. Get it out of my sight. >:( I'm sorry you had to endure my rant there, [name]. Yes ma'am.

Xinyan is best girl. Period. Do you see her pretty curls? Yeah. If you're a person of colour and can relate to the struggles of such hair textures then you both can struggle together. She's so self-conscious about her style that it's criminal so please reassure her. This one's for the people of colour. Okay, so you get the rice and I'll make the spicy chicken and ribs; then we'll start on the vegetables :D She's an amazing cook and if you teach her some of your cultural delicacies??? MAKE ME YOUR TASTE TESTER I BEG YOU BRUH. On that note, she's a homegirl. Nothing like watching some ethnic drama alongside a bowl of [insert cultural dish]. What is that boy doing? Why you going over there, boy? Don't you know she's cheating on you AND NOW you've caught her. Damn-

Eula is a baby. Yes, she is. Won't leave your side ever and is ready to put up a fight. Even though her language isn't the most up to date, we can fix that! You've managed to teach her some phrases from social media that even she makes sound... aggressive. Excuse me, I would not like my hair cut. If anyone is going to cut my hair it is going to be [name]. What do you mean you have to? Retract that statement or I will shank you up my guy. You're probably going to have to explain to whoever you guys are with that Eula just isn't normal. She's unique okay???? Hmph, after that, I would just like to go home with you now [name]. There we will not be bothered by anyone but your parents or siblings, which have earned my respect. That hairdresser... Vengeance will be mine- STFU.

Oh little Dainsleif, so pure! He follows you everywhere and holds your hand when crossing the street - it's adorable!! He's so afraid of losing you that the poor guy will hug you at every given opportunity and gives you the softest smiles when you hug him back!!! I'm not sure I have much cheek to squish, but it feels nice. Thank you :) Do you see this man??? I swear, all you guys do is cuddle and walk everywhere hand in hand. Ugh so cute!!! When you both aren't behaving like a couple, Dainsleif just likes to watch over you. Whenever you sleep, he will sit beside your bed to make sure you don't accidentally fall off, he'll put your arm or leg back on the bed so you don't get pins and needles in the morning and tucks you in at night. Also, he is whipped for you and when he's sure you are in a deep sleep, he will brush hair out of your face or put your bonnet/durag back on for you. A little kiss on the forehead, nose and both cheeks to grant you sweet dreams. Good night [name], have sweet dreams for me, okay? *kiss*. ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Childe is another menace that likes to learn about the different kinds of weapons you have in your world, ranging from guns to katanas. He's canonically a family man, so if you live with family, he's on a mission to fit in and get their approval >:) Please, call me Childe! Oh, that looks like a cool toy, what is it? Show me how to use it and then we can play together :D! My man likes to dance too. As soon as he hears your music, he'll be intrigued by its sound and ask so many questions in one go. Chill. Drink water. Educate him on all the TikTok dances and sounds you know and soon you'll have a masterpiece in front of you. I mean, who wants a handsome, long-limbed, skinny ginger man who can't dance??? We really do need these great things in Schnezhaya - they're brilliant. [name], watch me do a backflip!

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