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flowercrownsanddaggers · 1 year

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YOU CALL HIM 'PRECIOUS'

Featuring: Diluc, Kaeya, Kazuha, Xiao, Albedo

You caresses his cheeks.

"You. You are precious. You deserve the world."

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DILUC

He'd ask why you got in his face all of a sudden, clasping his face—

And then you spoke gently.

You think he's precious? Compared to what, you? No, you were the most precious thing ever! Not that he was able to say that. You see, you stood so close, and you held him so sweet, and your eyes—

He blushes. Probably clears his throat.

"Well... thank you. That was very kind of you to say."

KAEYA

"O-Oh...?"

Most may think that he'd just flirt back, laughing it off.

Most would be wrong.

Deep down, he's a shy guy. Yeah, he got game, but he's also a sweetheart who buries himself in dark secrets.

"Well, that certaibly makes my day," he smiled. To be important was... quite nice, he supposed. Then, his eyes glaze over. He seems to remember something. Something terrible.

"Say, it truly is an honor to have gained a new ally such as yourself, and all without a timely notice," he says, successfully diverting the conversation for less unpleasant thoughts.

XIAO

No one can know for sure what happened, as you were both alone, but you swore he blushed.

He'd deny the pink in his cheeks. Would tell you that he was simply surprised. Oh, if only you knew the turmoil it caused.

The main reason for being so socially isolated was for the protection of mortals, and yet here you are, breaking those walls. It wasn't easy, nor painless, to build something so sheltering to the soul. Depriving the bird from inside, starving it of sunlight as it sat in its golden cage, feathers falling—

No, he did not blush. He cannot afford to have you mixed up in his personal matters. You were too precious. So no, he didn't blush. Just... say his name if you ever need him again, okay...?

ALBEDO

...

Okay, but how are you measuring preciousness? When compared to others, what traits does it take to earn that attribute? Physical appearance may cause the phenomenon of 'cuteness' to be triggered, but he wouldn't say he has a cute face or body. Was it his hair? Soft things are quite nice to the touch.

You'd just sit there, listening to his questions and rambles. "Well, eyes do decieve, so appearance doesn't really matter, but yours—" and off you'd go, off on your own tangent.

You both would take turns listening. It's only in the middle of yet another hypothesis that he realized something.

You were precious, too.

KAZUHA

Ah, but the wind tells him a different story.

"It is you who is precious, love." Hey, he's just relaying its message. It's true, you see, because—

"...and your voice. Your voice is a form of music, one that only you have been able to play. Ah, and your eyes—"

"Kazuha, stop itttt!!!" You blush and smile, playfully hitting his shoulder. He lightheartedly gufaws at that.

He truly is grateful to have a companion like you by his side. Not even Beidou could imagine a life without you on the Crux.

(EDIT: I forgot I removed Ei and Wanderer; I left them in a McDonald's parking lot. You can find them there. ^_^)

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kisakis-boyfriend · 3 months

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In the animal kingdom, typically the male birds are the ones who are super colorful and do complicated mating rituals such as singing, dance, or gift giving to attract a mate. Since Xiao is a bird type illuminated beast, could you do hcs about what kind of dramatic things he would do to seduce the reader? I wanna see his serious self wearing the gaudiest outfit ever while break dancing lmao

Pairings: Xiao x reader

Warnings: GN!reader, courting rituals, tiny bit of angst

Genre/Format: Fluff; Headcannons

Author's Note: I was today years old when I found out that Xiao is a sort of bird-like creature 😶 Anyways yeah! Hope these are to your liking~

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I cannot picture Xiao ever breakdancing lol. But! I think he would perform some sort of traditional dance to impress a potential partner.

If you recall the end of Ayaka's story quest (I think?) I'm picturing something very similar; albeit a traditional Chinese dance. Something truly breathtaking and emotional.

Xiao has trouble expressing his feelings and emotions, as well as even understanding human emotions in the first place...but he would still try to convey how he feels about you through song and dance.

Reluctantly, the adeptus may even ask his good pal Venti for a bit of help. Maybe the anemo archon would be generous enough to play the flute or lyre while Xiao courts you?

I also think Xiao is the type to want every detail to be perfect. Elaborate, but not entirely over the top.

A specific location where the scenery is gorgeous; the breeze passes through, the moon shines down on his graceful body as it moves and flows to the music, maybe some leaves fall around him? Or perhaps some aromatic petals?

Of course he's going to wear the most beautiful ensemble during his performance as well. Some sort of hanfu, or hanfu-inspired clothing that flows like the wind.

Xiao is also the type to bring you little gifts in an attempt to court you. He is quite perceptive and can pick up on the things that interest you easily.

A bracelet crafted from crystalfly cores and noctilucous jade. A bookmark made of pressed qingxin flowers. A wonderful blend of tea that Xiao created himself (with a bit of help from Zhongli, of course)

I can definitely picture the adeptus flaunting his strength oh so casually in front of/around you.

He's not the type of guy to flex his biceps for you to squeeze (unless you really want to? Then maaaybe he can make an exception...just this once...just for you)

Though he will jump in to 'rescue' you. By this I mean that he will rescue you from a tiny cut while you're cooking. Not even bad enough to need a bandage, just a small knick.

Xiao will appear next to you ready to whisk you off to the hospital or something...you have to firmly decline and remind him that you're not made of glass. 😐

The sweetie means well, he's just overly protective of the person that he desires spending the rest of his life with 💕

#my writing #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact #xiao #xiao fluff #xiao x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #fluffy #fluff headcanons #headcannons #requested #xiao x you #genshin x you

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mitsvriii · 4 months

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"Nothing's New"

In which your partner is never going to pay attention to you, because they’re too focused on their dead lover

Bell’s notes: “writer bell goes too far with this fic-” im /j no ones gonna say that, angst powers pls work tho, like im asdlkfjawel;fjsd;jf;lska, i cant write dude, let me like, plan this out in my head before writing nonsense, LIKE BRO, feral over angst LORD, 100k likes and you get part 2 /jjjj, growling i love angst, MWHAHAHA, sorry ely, yuka, mhie, snob, and zee if you read this 😔😔😔, i listened to “IT Girl” while writing this 😋, got carried away with Ayato’s part oopsies, i believe Guizhong for the ladies but whatever 😔😔😔, cut out Wanderer & Childe in the end because i’m TIRED, not proofread

Story details: Ayato lowkey a bitch, scratch that highkey, reader has self-doubt, Neuvilette doesn’t mean to be mean he just ISSS, GUIZHONG DID NOTHING STOP MAKING HER THE ONE IN BLAME IN THESE ZHONGLI SCENARIOS, oh and I couldn’t be bothered with Xiao’s part like a quarter through he’s such a flexible yet straight character, it’s the way you can tell when I got lazy with each part, chance Xiao & Zhongli are gonna be ooc as i’ve never written anything but short headcanons for them before

Characters & Triggers: Ayato, Neuvilette, Xiao, & Zhongli; reader has self-doubt, mention of death, mention of martial neglect

Reader details: female reader in Ayato’s part is explicit. female reader in Neuvilette’s part can be interpreted with the way you read it. the other parts, however, shouldn’t have a specified reader type. reader’s personality, race/ethnicity, height, physical descriptions, or anything of the sort is not mentioned. if anything is let me know and i’ll edit it.

Ayato: No surprise the Yashiro Commissioner doesn’t pay attention to his new wife, the one that he didn’t marry first. You knew that he didn’t love you, and most likely never would because you were, in fact, the second pick. Actually, it was probably in the hundreds based on the amount of marriage arrangement offers Ayato had gotten considering he was one of the biggest figures in Inazuma. It didn’t matter, but he most likely picked you because your clan was a small one to put it lightly, so he most likely chose it, and you, because it wouldn’t be a hassle with the press. But of course, he would choose the person and clan that seemed, “easy”. It hurt seeing some of the people’s sympathetic stares, such as Ayaka’s, Thoma’s, and a few of the older women working in the estate. You got used to the lack of greeting from Ayato when he got off work, the lack of warmth beside you at night. You found it hilarious, although you were hysteric at the time as you had just found out that Ayato was off that day and neglected to see you, that he never, ever laid down in the same bed as you. It doesn’t matter no matter how hard you work around the estate, how long you sit up doing his work, which you soon quit once he yelled at you like a homeless dog, or even the distinct flower you made out of one of Ayato’s favorite sweets that he ignored. Not even a glance at your general direction, either. After a while, you decided to do some digging on his past wife, only to find out that she was in fact near perfect. Perfect reputation, perfect everything, to put it shortly. Shortly after asking Ayaka what happened to her, by pulling the sad, guilty wife card, you found out she was a victim of an assassination attempt that turned into a success. Of course, Ayato and his perfect wife would only be torn apart by death. It was poetic, and it made you sick. So what were you to do but endure the slow torture that you and Ayato’s marriage was? After all, nothing you could do could change how he felt about you.

Neuvillette: The famous hydro dragon, at least to those who knew his ‘secret’. His past lover, unfortunately, died before him, no doubt to his immortality. Of course, you would soon die, maybe in a few decades but, hey, it wasn’t like he would miss you. You could only wait awake at night as Neuvillette went to fix himself his own meal, despite you staying up to cook him one and await for his return from work. It’s not that was the only time he never paid attention to you, after all the man had most likely been grieving his wife for centuries at this point in time. So what were you to do besides stay and watch this man be emotionally constipated around you? Why did he even marry you in the first place, then? It couldn’t be because his past wife resembled you, and it certainly wasn’t because you both acted the same. Was it because he needed someone to cling to? I mean, you weren’t exactly someone who seemed to not fit the criteria of a compassionate co-worker who would comfort Neuvillette in his times of distress. Did Neuvilette only come to you because you were his way of grieving? It would make partial sense, to cling to the nearest piece of comfort to help with the pain of loss. It made you feel like nothing but an object meant for his emotional wants, but in reality, that’s all you ever are and will ever be to him.

Xiao: The famous adeptus long ago, had someone close to him. Shame they fell to waste during the archon wars, along with the other adepti. It was no surprise that everyone familiar with Liyue stories knew about the two of them together, which unfortunately included you. It didn’t pain you that much until your oh-so-loveable boyfriend got distracted by two kids playing with a Xiao lantern and one of her. After that, it only devolved into more. The lack of visits to your room in the inn, the lack of responses whenever you left your little notes for him near your meet-up place, and the extreme lack of thank-you-notes whenever you left Xiao almond tofu. It didn’t matter that you started to skip and completely ignore doing all of these things just to see if he would notice because the adeptus failed to appear in your room just to check in to see if you were okay. This behavior was unlike him, at least in the sense of him completely ignoring you. The only answer you could think of, that logically made sense, of course, was that he was reminded of his past loved one because of the run-in with the lanterns you two had while out in Liyue. So in terms, he seemed to disconnect with you because of the memories of his past significant other? You knew the adepti didn’t die peacefully, you could tell that much from the stories, so it wouldn’t be surprising if that also applied to Xiao’s past lover. There was nothing you could do about it though, because if you knew Xiao, he wouldn’t talk about her to you nor push her aside for you.

Zhongli: Guizhong. Of course, you were familiar with the name, everyone in Liyue was. Everyone might be a stretch considering the visitors and children, but the point’s been made. Morax and Guizhong were close. Close in a sense of possibly having relationship affairs but that was only explicit to you because of the way your lover would glace at glaze lilies. You couldn’t call him your lover, could you? Not with the way he would hum to the glaze lilies, the way his eyes would also drift away from you whenever you talked as you took strolls through Guilu Plains, and the way he would opt to tell stories of specific tales of his time as Morax, ones that included Guizhong in some way. It got to the point where you had to make up tasks that you had to do daily just to get away from the walks you two took, not to hear the different-yet-similar stories of Morax and totally not Guizhong. It was childish of you to be doing so, you had yourself convinced, as you couldn’t blame Guizhong for any of it. She had no part of this besides well, besides being your number one stressor for the past few weeks. It was tiring yet somehow for the sake of not wanting a glare or side-eye from Zhongli about his stories, which you never thought you’d get that tired of hearing, you kept your mouth shut, despite how hard it was. You knew it would only take so much more, though, before you said something about it.

#astronetwrk #・ nouveau livre ˎˊ˗#genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao x you #xiao x reader #neuvilette x reader #neuvilette x you #zhongli x you #zhongli x reader #ayato x you #ayato x reader #genshin angst #genshin headcannons

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harmonysanreads · 1 year

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hi! if this interests you in any way, yan xiao and yan scara with s/o who's naturally kind to everyone, not only them? would they want to hoard their s/o's sunshine to themselves only, would they go through unholy lengths to keep them away from others so they're kind only to them? kind of :)

Hiii! I think we all can agree that these two would adore a kind s/o, in fact, your kindness will accelerate their yandere tendencies. Xiao and Scaramouche are similar yet vastly different in their approach and intentions to such a situation.

Scaramouche would 100% hoard your kindness, monopolizing it thereafter. His methodology merely varies depending on the most prominent periods of his existence.

Kabukimono, who's an infant to every little wonder of this world, takes just a little while to grasp the warmth of your glow. When he does, he understands its necessity to him by comparing it to the air that humans so desperately need to survive. Kabukimono tries to give you the benefit of the doubt for a while, too, but much like a child, he'll quickly become pouty when he sees you showering others in the same kindness. What, was it wrong for him to think himself a little special? He'll probably just follow you around like a duckling (not that he already doesn't everyday) and stare blankly at the person til they get uncomfortable and leave. Should you raise a brow at him—ah no, you can't. After all, he's just an innocent puppet who can barely comb his own hair, he's still new to all this. So, you have no other choice but to take the liberty of teaching him, digging your own grave.

Kunikuzushi is far more expressive and desperate, this is where his protective nature starts to dominate. The world is cruel and ugly, the humans you're so carelessly allowing to take advantage of you? They'll all crush you, extinguish your light. He cannot allow those vermins to greedily take all your attention. Kunikuzushi is also reckless, you try to understand him even when its apparent something is terribly wrong with him but does it affect anything? Yes, it merely strengthens his belief that you should be protected from the filth of the world.

The Balladeer, oh, is he smitten (all his incarnations are but that's besides the point). But unlike his younger selves he has all the means and an equally uncaring mindset for others necessary to actually take action. When he's certain that your kindness isn't just a fad, he's not allowing anyone else to bask in its glow. He's the most unhesitant to do so and you have no choice but to follow along his whims, burdened by your own kindness that deters you from even blaming him.

For Wanderer, it'd take more time than Kabukimono to develop that sort of jealously. Having just recovered his past memories, he's a little overwhelmed, if not confused with his next course of action. At the same time, he's trying to be better. So, letting another person have that kind of grasp on him again will result in prolonged inner debates. He appreciates your kindness albeit, he can't help but wonder if you would still smile at him the same had you known of his past crimes. The anemo vision might've become Wanderer's heart but he still lacks a will to live and if you were to become that will? It's not a stretch to say he wouldn't try to keep all your attention on him and boy does he succeed. All those centuries of trial and error has taught him much and it's finally time to put that experience to good use.

Xiao on the other hand takes much, much more time, not.. necessarily or soley to develop that envy but the awareness of what on Teyvat he's actually doing. The intricacies of human emotions fly over Xiao's head, the only thing he cares to understand is that he likes it when you go out of your way to nurse his wounds despite his protests and pushes, when you greet him and ask how his day went (to which he always answers the same) or as you routinely bring him almond tofu despite his insistence that you needn't do so every single day. He isn't exactly surprised when he sees you treating others similarly, he might even consider himself the lucky one for having the blessing of your warmth. The only instance I see him, technically, hoarding your benevolence is if the people around you meant you harm. Xiao would then simply dispose of them but when that doesn't work anymore? Although it might take immense amount of contemplation and an equally strong push, until Xiao has no choice but to arrange his Adepti realm for a proper stay.

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r4izx · 2 months

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Special things they only do with you <3

includes: itto, xiao, chongyun, cyno

x gn!reader

itto

• he would let you win during beetle fights.

• itto hates losing, that's a given. but he would let you win for as long as you want!!

• he let's you win on purpose and even gives you his most precious onikabutos.

• well, at some point you eventually realize what he's doing. but you don't stop him. he's too adorable.

"...AGAIN?! You won again! How many rounds has it been!? I'm supposed to be the pro one here! But, hah! after all, it's you were talking about. Of course the one and oni's one and only y/n would win!"

xiao

• he would make flower crowns, necklaces, and bracelets out of qingxin for you <3

• he mostly guards liyue from high places even though he doesn't need to anymore. but that just means he has more free time now.

• enough free time to collect qingxin flowers for you!!!

• and he turns all those qingxin to accessories for you. he has enough flowers for a bouquet.

• where'd he learn all that? don't know. perhaps from cloud retainer? madame ping? or maybe even from ver goldett. but he definitely learned it just for you.

"... Have this. ...for you? ...yes it's for you. Ugh!... D-don't think much about it! I just happened to come across qingxin flowers and have free time."

chongyun

• he would share his popsicle sticks with you.

• when both of you are going out, and it seems too sunny. he gives you a popsicle stick from who knows where he summons it from.

• he doesn't really do this often. but you're a special case. he voluntarily offers his snack with you.

• another thing is that he carries more popsicle sticks when he's around you specifically. and it's not only because he wants to share them with you-- but also because being around you gives him a warm, stuffy feeling. he's worried that at any time his yang energy might go out of control with how high his temperature is around you.

" ...It's quite sunny today. H-here.. Take it. I figured-- you might be feeling hot. Let's take a break and cool down a bit."

cyno

• he lets you have his most prized TCG cards.

• it may not be a big deal for others but it is for him. he doesn't mind if you're the one who keeps it though.

• seeing you win with the cards he gave you makes him happy enough as if he was the one who won.

• he originally gave his cards because he felt bad for you losing with... those cards of yours. but you've surprisingly gotten better at TCG. with his help of course.

" ...Have it. Don't lose again with this. Who knows, maybe you'll get good enough to have a game with me."

#itto x reader #itto x you #itto x y/n #xiao x reader #xiao x you #xiao x y/n #chongyun x reader #chongyun x you #cyno x reader #cyno x you #cyno x y/n #genshin fanfic #genshin fluff #rai! ✍️#genshin impact #genshin headcannons #genshin impact fluff

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wanderingconstellations · 13 days

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i 100% believe that xiao won't call you any degrading names in bed UNLESS you ask for it. poor boy is so in love with you, he'd rather praise you than call you a slut :((

#｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ | yua babbles on..#genshin headcannons #xiao smut #???#no clue honestly

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suicide-with-dazai · 6 months

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Genshin men - How they prefer to hold hands <3

intertwined. all the way. having his fingers locked in with yours just does somthing for him. feeling safe with you and making you feel comforted. he often takes glimpses of you while you walk side by side, admiring how pretty you look. sometimes when youre sitting together, he will notice your hand on your thigh, and feel compelled to interlock his fingers with yours. all while he leans on your shoulder as you converse.

xiao , scaramouche , heizou , kazuha , venti , tighnari , diluc

just the casual hand-in-hand for him. its beautiful and its close, and means a lot to him that youre by his side. he often rubs the back of your hand with his thumb when he kisses you, and holds your waist with the other. ALWAYS holding your hand, no matter where. poor guy cant get to sleep without having his hand in yours.

kaeya , xiao , cyno , albedo , kaveh , neuvilette

prefers to have you hold onto his arm as you walk the streets, he feels very protective of you - and it shows - the way he eyes the streets for potential threats and always grips you tighter when someone comes close to you. "im just trying to keep you safe" he protests if you question his ways.

tartaglia , xiao , zhongli , neuvilette , cyno , baizhu , scaramouche

loves to have his arm over your shoulder / around your waist instead. this man cant keep his hands off you, and sometimes, holding hands isnt enough - he needs to be directly touching you. squeezing your shoulder every now and then or brushing his thumb across your hip as he holds you. it always makes you melt. his hands are warm and his touch is full of love.

itto , tartaglia , scaramouche , heizou

carries you. he loves feeling your head rest against his chest as he takes you to bed. no matter how heavy you are, he doesnt care. he loves being so close and having you at his fingertips. also likes when you lie down on his lap, he holds you almost like a newborn baby - he just loves you that much and itd kill him to hurt you accidentally.

itto , diluc , xiao , kazuha

piggybacks.

ITTO.

happy almost halloween ^^ <3

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taintedtort · 1 year

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prompt ✧ their love languages

characters ✧ scaramouche, zhongli, venti, xiao, aether, kazuha

warnings ✧ gn!reader, none!

a/n ✧ i may do this with haikyuu characters too

SCARAMOUCHE

giving

✧ quality time.

he really knows no other way to show his love and affection for you other than spending time with you. he enjoys your presence and constantly seeks it out, this lets you know how much he likes you. you know he hates spending unnecessary time with people he doesn’t like (which is everyone but you) , so whenever he asks for your company, it makes you smile.

“there you are, i was looking for you.”

receiving

✧ words of affirmation + physical touch.

whenever you compliment him on absolutely anything, it never fails to make a bright blush spread to his cheeks. the same goes for whenever you hug or kiss him unexpectedly. he always says something snarky when you touch him in a loving way, but never makes a move to pull away or move you. eventually he’ll even lean in further to the warmth and comfort you bring him.

“archons, you can’t go one minute without throwing yourself back into my arms again, can you?”

ZHONGLI

giving

✧ gift giving + words of affirmation.

whenever the two of you go on dates, you’re always met with some sort of gift (not too expensive) and a sincere compliment. he always praises you when you do well on something, no matter how little it is, and smiles warmly at you. his words and gifts always make you blush, and you repay him with a chaste kiss.

“here love, this is for you. you look beautiful, as always.”

receiving

✧ quality time.

he loves spending time with you, but he loves it more when you seek out his company or make plans for the two of you. he finds it so utterly charming whenever you walk around town, going to all his usual hang outs, just to find him and spend the day with him. it makes his heart flutter and his stomach twist.

“you were looking for me? oh, i’m sorry dear, i didn’t realize.”

VENTI

giving

✧ physical touch.

cannot get enough of snuggling into your arms, or wrapping himself around you. he finds so much comfort in the warmness you bring and constantly has to have his skin touching yours. is totally clingy, and isn’t ashamed about it. he’ll shamelessly hang on you in public, kissing you and mumbling something about not caring if anyone sees.

“so what if they’re staring? i’m not ashamed. i’ll shout how much i love you to the sky’s if i have to.”

receiving

✧ physical touch.

he’ll love it if you’re just as clingy as he is. you two are basically inseparable, you’re always right there next to him wherever he is. you can’t count the amount of times you’ve gotten him out of trouble or dragged him home drunk.

“cmon venti, let’s go home now.”

XIAO

giving

✧ acts of service + quality time.

he isn’t very good at expressing his emotions with words, so he does it with his actions. he’s constantly helping you with whatever you need, just say the word and he’s on it. with the need to be there to help or protect you, it means he’s almost always with you. he finds extreme comfort in your presence, and always makes a point to be with you multiple hours a day.

“do you need help? hold on, i’ve got it.”

receiving

✧ physical touch.

he adores when you sleepily wrap your arms around his waist or wrist, stopping him from leaving. he usually stays with you till you fall asleep, but sometimes you get clingy and ask if he’ll stay the whole night with you. when he agrees, which he always does, you’ll wrap your arms around him and snuggle your face into his shoulder. his arms hesitantly wrap back around you once he’s sure you’re asleep.

“wait xiao, please stay.”

AETHER

giving

✧ acts of service + quality time.

he likes to show off a bit and save you from monsters, so he usually lets you join him on his adventures. he makes sure you never get hurt, and if you ever do, he has a bag full of medical supplies at all times. he enjoys your company and likes being relied on.

“hey, wanna come with me on some commissions today?”

receiving

✧ gifts.

he loves when you give him gifts, especially clothes or little trinkets he can hook on bags or belts. he likes to show them off and have them visible. you usually have to end up getting something for paimon too, otherwise she’ll get jealous. and it’ll get even worse if aether were to brag about the gift to her when she didn’t get one.

“you didn’t get a gift? hah, i did. look, isn’t it the cutest? i can hook it on my belt and everything.”

KAZUHA

giving

✧ words of affirmation + physical touch.

he’s constantly writing you poems and reciting them to you with a fond smile on his face. the verses always have a series of compliments and things he likes about you in them. his words always make you blush, butterflies filling your stomach. he thinks it’s cute when you shy away from his gentle and loving touches. avoiding eye contact when he kisses your hand, just so he can grab your chin with his other and make you look at him once more.

“what’s that look for? did i fluster you?”

receiving

✧ quality time.

he likes watching your reactions to things, anything, so it’s nice when he gets to spend time with you. he teases a lot, always trying to gauge a cute expression from you (which is all of them in his eyes)

“you do know you’re the most beautiful being i’ve ever laid my eyes on, don’t you?”

#reader insert #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #x reader #fanfic #gender netural #scaramouche x reader #zhongli x reader #venti x reader #xiao x reader #aether x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin drabbles #genshin headcannons #taintedtort

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d4vynn · 1 year

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Knight!Xiao whose task is to protect you, the crown prince/princess until you ascend to the throne. He's pretty young- much younger than his comrades- but that doesn't make him any less of a royal guard.

Having been personally assigned to you by the king/queen, Xiao takes his duties seriously- he puts your safety above anything else as expected but sometimes it feels like he's doing it for personal reasons too.

"To be foolish enough to leave the castle without m- any guards..." The sounds of the festival bleed into the quiet alleyway where your guard has cornered you. He pulls your hood over your head with a stern tug. "Had something happened to you tonight, we would not have known until the morning."

There's something in the way he speaks. The uncharacteristic hint of desperation and impatience that weaves into his tone is unfamiliar and conflicting. His overprotectiveness is unbearable sometimes, but at the same time, you're a little flattered that he'd worry for you so much- considering how cold he has been to you lately.

He's a knight, it's his job to worry- you remind yourself with a twinge of disappointment.

"I just wanted to see the festival." You huff with a scowl. Weakly pulling away, you glare into his piercing irises then turn back to the golden lights stringed across the streets that glimmer dreamily. You can hear cheery laughter and melodies float into the air. "Father never lets me go out for festivals- 'it's for commoners,' he says. What if I want to see what life is like for the people I will eventually rule over?"

There's something in the silence that hangs in the air. It almost makes you want to take off running. It'd be difficult but with the size of the crowd you could lose him as long as you keep running. "I'm going, whether or not you like it! So if you want to--"

"I will accompany you tonight."

"-stop me then- wait what?"

Xiao sighs and tugs his own hood up and over his head. "I will accompany you," he repeats and takes you by the hand. "Only for tonight, and we will return before the sun comes up."

The defeated sigh he lets out is enough for you to grin.

Surprise makes way for giddiness, and you squeeze his hand tightly. "Really? Then what're we waiting for-? I saw a stall that sells almond tofu, I figured..."

He stops listening when you begin to ramble, too distracted by the way your hand fits perfectly in his. Something in his chest tugs and tugs and he lets himself be dragged around by you until you're satisfied.

As a knight, Xiao never slacks in his duty to protect you. But when it comes to your impulsive whims, he might make a few exceptions and indulge you, if only to see that dazzling smile on your face.

You've met prince Scaramouche once before during a visit to his kingdom for a diplomatic conference. Quiet and brooding in his mother's courtyard, you noticed how hesitant his maids were in approaching him.

In an effort to spark conversation, you approached him with a well-practices mile and greetings. What you hadn't expected was to end up patting the young prince's back consolingly as he vented about his younger sister always outshining him despite all of his efforts.

"It's so- it's so unfair!" He hisses, wiping furiously at his damp cheeks as you nod along. Scaramouche huffs and puffs as he continues to berate his sister as well as himself, cheeks red as he internally curses himself for showing a weak and vulnerable side of himself to an opposing prince/princess. "I don't care if you laugh- go on! Laugh at me, I don't care at all--"

There's pity in your eyes when you watch him break down, a young prince succumbing to the pressure of nobility leaves a bitter but familiar taste in your mouth. Memories of nights spent sobbing and along resurface to the forefront of your mind. How could you leave him like this? When you yourself had wished for someone to hear your cries and offer a shoulder?

His words die in his throat when a warmth envelops his torso, the smell of your perfume/cologne invading his senses as his hands reach to dig into the fabric of your clothes. Another wave of tears pool into his eyes and he spits insults and curses into your shoulder- yet he refuses to release you until his tears are dried and the sun has set.

You haven't spoken to the prince since that day. In fact, you don't think you've seen him at all. Something in the back of your mind tells you to find him, but it's a hopeless endeavor when even the maids cannot tell you.

It's the moment you're about to leave that he finally appears.

"I won't forget this," he says before you step into the carriage. The carriage that will take you home and away from him. Electric purple eyes glower into yours, an unspoken promise binding the two of you together.

The next time you meet prince Scaramouche, you're both significantly older. No longer is he the snobby, teary-eyed prince you remembered from your youth.

Taller, stronger and driven by emotion, he approaches you during a ball and takes your hand in his. Amidst the whispers that erupt throughout the room, he leans forward with a smug smile and proudly proclaims to make you his partner.

He had loved you since that day, and he promises to love you for the rest of your lives.

#can you tell i didnt know how to end scara's part #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao #xiao x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact oneshots #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact headcannons #genshin impact headcanons

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ssseob · 1 year

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to breathe you in

your boyfriend has such a pretty face, is letting you admire it too much to ask for?

- pairing: chongyun, xiao, ayato x gn!reader (seperate)

- warnings: audible ‘aweees’ came out of my mouth while amking this, i think that says enough, lowercase intended

note: I GOT XIAO TODAY ON 16 PITY!!!!!!!!!!! hu tao ur next.

- chongyun

looking at chongyun was like breathing in the fresh scent of sea breeze; salty albeit bringing you solace. to you, he was the embodiment of alluring; reeling you in through his warm rays of light- his dorky charm.

while you were moving through every possible synonym of beautiful to exist, chongyun eyes you from his position at the counter, as he poured the blue-tinted liquid into the silicone mold- a tingling rush surged throughout his body; alerting his nerves to the strange feeling. knowing all too well that the sensation was just his body warning him that he was getting nervous, he abruptly stops the pouring- spilling the liquid on the counter.

“what's with your staring?” he asks, failing to hide nor acknowledge the rose tint painting his cheeks.

“what? can’t i admire my significant other without question?” perhaps it was the teasing whines emitting from your lips, or the confession that you were admiring him that made his body tense and subconsciously fix his posture.

“admire..? what exactly is there to admire?”

“you! you are the epitome of beauty chongyun, how could you ask such a stupid question?!”

stupid? was his question really all that stupid? last time he checked- he never seemed all that special…

“beauty..?” his brows only furrowed more when he watched your eyes light up.

“y-you’re like the sunshine on the first day of spring; you wake the flowers up from their deep slumber, making them the best versions of themselves! you are the clouds that surround celestia, the closest to heaven that I’ll ever get to! you’re- you’re… perfection!”

before he knew it you were showering him with compliments unknowingly; rambling to get your point across, and he couldn’t help but smile lovingly at the sight of you putting your heart out on display just for him to see.

(more under cut!)

- xiao

“quit your staring…”, xiao slightly stiffens at his tone; he really didn’t mean to say it so harshly.

“what’s a few seconds of staring”, you tease, drawing out the ‘g’ of your last word.

“you mortals are truly odd…” he shifts to stand up from the roof and teleports back down to the highest balcony of the inn, coming face to face with you.

he couldn’t help but blush at the sight of your eyes breathing in his; the way you searched for the sparkle that everyone ever denies was there. you saw beauty, tenderness and the raw emotion that everyone says he lacks. you drew him in as easily as a parent holding their arms out to their child; an offering of a hug, a feeling of warmth.

“c’mon xiao you’re asking the impossible if you expect me not to stare-”

“i-i never said you could never do it…”

xiao hates it, he hates how his heartbeat picks up after watching the tender smile that graces your angelic face.

“do you mind if i indulge you in your beauty?” you ask innocently, your eyes boring a shine he only wishes he could see for the rest of his years.

“tch.” although his words contradict his thoughts, he knows you know him all too well. this was confirmed when you continued your explanation.

since his time, xiao was never described to be a healer; even if he tried, chaos ensued wherever he went. the world was presented to him as a duty, and he had to attend to it, but then he found you. you were his opposite; a poet. you graced the world with your words- and your eyes that saw the beauty of all. most of all, you heal.

- ayato

it’s quite hard not to stare at ayato as he trains to wield his sword; he was far too beautiful to ignore, both inside and out. It’s hard to not give him any attention at all really.

you bask in his presence as if he's the sun, you sigh contently when around him like he's the feeling of a warm drink in your throat after a day in the cold and you take a piece of him with you every day like he's the sun who shines his reflection on the moon; giving a part of itself to show you off.

“darling, your staring”, it was an impressive sight, to say the least; how he was able to be so aware of his surroundings while focusing on the faux blade of his opponent in front of him.

“oh, y’know, just making fun of your form in my mind”, you retort, watching as he refuses to look your way but still gives you a smirk of acknowledgment.

“your lovestruck smile says otherwise”, and suddenly your hand flies up to your mouth, covering your lips that were in fact smiling.

“okay, I confess…” you assure sheepishly, trying to calm down the heat rising to your cheeks.

your embarrassing moment was then interrupted by ayato falling on his butt, groaning. you couldn’t help the snickers that came out of your mouth as you got up to help.

“ah, see if you hadn’t been staring I wouldn’t have fallen…”

“mhm, so it’s my fault? Apologies, my lord”, you tease, holding out a hand for him to take.

“precisely, you were so cute when you were staring that I couldn’t help but think of you”, he replies, taking your hand.

but instead of pulling himself up, he pulls you down, and now you were leaning dangerously close to his lips.

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autumnpens · 1 year

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✧ sweet indulgence ✧

Characters ◦ Kazuha, Xiao, Venti, Heizou, Aether, Wanderer (anemo boys my beloved!!)

Warnings ◦ fluff, modern AU, Wanderer is referred to as Kuni, gn reader

Thoughts ◦ Idea from the candy necklace thing from a few months ago, which is when I wrote it, just never got around to posting it ;-; tell me if this is mischaracterized pls

Words ◦ 730

Kazuha-

Would notice the smell immediately, but not the origin

“Do you smell something sweet? Like.. hard candy?”

You turned him, giving him a smile before pulling a bit at the necklace

“..oh.”

“Do you want some?”

He blushed, avoiding your gaze

“You don’t have to take it off for me, it’s fine, don’t bother-“

“You can just.. bite it off you know”

Oh Archons help him, his poor chivalric heart is going into shock

You pulled the string off your neck and into the air, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable

He took the string, biting off a few pieces before placing it back on your neck

“You’re almost as red as your hair, are you okay?”

He nodded before thanking you for the candy, letting you resume your story from earlier while he quietly stewed in his embarrassment

Xiao-

Would notice it immediately- he knows every detail of your appearance, therefore notices anything out of place

“What is that?”

“Huh?”

“On your neck— a choker?”

“Oh, yeah! It’s made of candy. You want some?”

You didn’t have to ask twice, he was already tilting your head to the side and biting a piece off

He was very quiet and very red after, but thanked you for the candy nonetheless

You, for one, were also quite red

Instead of being quiet, though, you just started talking despite your flustered state, leading him to stare at you without you noticing

He had always liked seeing you talk

Venti-

Knows exactly what it is— what can he say, he’s online a lot

“Ooh, is that one of those candy necklaces? Can I have a piece?”

“Yeah, go for it.”

Takes it by the string and nibbles a piece off, but doesn’t pull away from you before leaving a quick peck on your neck and blowing air into your ear

“Ah- Venti!”

“Ehe~ Thanks for the candy!”

Heizou-

He’s a detective, he’s gonna notice it fast

“That’s a candy necklace, yes?”

“Mhm.”

Doesn’t even wait for you to ask if he can have any, he just goes in

Leaves the left side of your neck with the white string and a few small but quickly forming bruises

“Archons, you didn’t waste time there, did you?”

“You had planned that, didn’t you? You knew you’d see me and just wanted to be a show off, hm?”

“Either way, you fell for it.”

“How can I not when it’s you?”

You paused, heat creeping up your face. You had gotten progressively more flustered with your boyfriend before turning away, giving his shoulder a shove, which made him laugh at your state.

“Fine, you win”

Aether-

Gets very awkward about asking, summoning the courage for somewhere around an hour

“Can I see your necklace?”

“Hm? Yeah, sure” You smiled, almost sending him into another panic

He’d dealt with countless terrifying situations with a stone-cold demeanor, but when it came to you, he was utterly defenseless

Takes the elastic between his fingers, biting a few pieces off and placing it gently back on your neck

He doesn’t pull away from you before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek, though

“Thank you.”

“You’re so red, Ae.” He gave you a sheepish smile, something that made your face about as red as his.

Wanderer-

Notices it quickly, just doesn't say anything

He's not a child, he doesn't need candy

It would be nice, though... especially coming from you

Thinks about asking a lot, never does—his gaze lingers, though

Internally kicks himself for it

"Kuni?"

That boy whips around so fast the moment his name falls from your lips

Looks like a lost puppy almost, at your side in an instant, yet quickly resumes his faked indifferent demeanor

"What do you want?"

"I was going to ask what you wanted. Is this what you've been looking at so much?" You asked, fidgeting with a piece on the string

"What do you mean? I look at you all the time."

"You do?"

Fuck. Well, he's just dug himself into a hole with this one.

Tries to play it off, fails miserably.

You offer him the candy anyway, with some teasing, and he takes it silently, a barely noticeable tinge of pink veiling his cheeks before he turns away, tilting his hat down to cover his now burning face as his hand slips into yours.

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scaranation · 1 year

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༊*·˚ 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂’𝐒

ft. Itto, Xiao, Gorou, Ayato

Content: fluff, established relationship

ITTO

It was undeniable that your boyfriend gave the best hugs. With his large build, you slotted into his tight grip like a puzzle piece - feeling the warmth surrounding you on all sides. His arms radiated safety and reprieve, and when he spoke you’d feel the vibrations through his chest in a comforting lull.

Itto is definitely big on cuddling in general. He’d have you slotted in his arms whilst the two of you relaxed after a long day, or hold you close in the mornings. You were his personal stuffed toy, and he adored spending time with you in his embrace.

Of course, there’d often be times with you holding him - his head resting peacefully in your lap after he’d just been bailed out of jail by Kuki Shinobu, his weight pressing into your thighs as you stroked his thick hair. Itto would be the type to fall asleep whilst cuddling, and you would drift off with him - or at least, until his snoring broke the tranquil silence. There was rarely ever a dull moment with the oni, after all.

XIAO

Xiao was hesitant at first to hold you. After all, misfortune had befallen those he’d previously treasured, and so it took some time for him to relax into your embrace.

However, once he discovered the joy of cuddling, he would never be able to live without it. You’d chuckle at how cute he was - tentatively pulling you closer. If you ever remarked on it, he’d immediately flush and pull away to vehemently refute the notion that he’d crave such a mundane thing. Secretly however, he loves it - especially when you pat his head, trailing your fingers around his features softly until he drifted off into a peaceful dream. Perhaps his karmic debt was more bearable with you around.

On rare occasions, you’d have the pleasure of waking up before Xiao to find yourself entangled in his arms - to which you’d usually kiss his closed eyelids softly, intertwining your fingers with his as he slowly opened his eyes. You liked to rest your head in the smooth slope of skin where his neck met his shoulder, breathing in his scent and gently rocking back and forth. Although he’d never admit it, Xiao enjoyed nothing more than being in your embrace.

GOROU

Gorou’s canine qualities lent the general to having a penchant for physical affection. He’d usually always be touching you somehow - whether it was a brush of your hands as you attended to your duties around Watatsumi Island, or a casual hand placed tepidly at your waist. When the two of you cuddled, you couldn’t help but tease him for his furiously wagging tail - gently fondling his ears as he only huffed and pulled you closer.

Gorou would love to gently nibble at your skin - not in a sexual way, merely as a catalyst for expressing his affection. His tail would thump against the couch as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, hands cradling your form to his.

After some time, Gorou would eventually cease his incessant wriggling and settle down, relaxing. His eyes would droop as he felt safe with you, drowsily registering the feeling of your hand against his cheek. Gorou would be the type to snuggle deeper into your arms, subconsciously pressing his cheek into yours as the two of you drifted off.

AYATO

Ayato was a sly man, and so a semblance of regularity in physical touch was established early in your relationship. He’d delight in teasing you endlessly - leaning closer than usual or pulling you against him in an attempt to see your blush.

In private, the man would be clingy to a ridiculous extent - who would’ve guessed that the Yashiro Commissioner would be clasping his partner’s waist tightly and pleading them to cuddle a little longer? Whether it was a back hug or a fond morning embrace, Ayato was addicted to your touch.

His skin would be cool and smooth, smelling sweetly of something crystalline you couldn’t quite place. He’d be the type to lovingly trace your features, thumbing over your lips as he merely gazed at you - spare hand drawing shapes on the small of your back. Ayato would greatly enjoy cuddling with you as a means of relieving stress after his duties as Commissioner, carding his fingers through your hair in a calming manner. Just like how the ripples in a perturbed pond eventually dissipate, so too would Ayato’s energy as he finally found peace of mind in your arms, finally closing his eyes in utter contentment at being with you.

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aeferkssr · 9 months

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MESSAGES ON MY PHONE

what's it like being in a relationship with childe and xiao? here's some smau texts with both as ur lovers

established relationship. smau. cussing. sexual inuendos. overthinking (??). rich childe lol. use of childe's real name.

masterlist.

TARTAGLIA

XIAO

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mitsvriii · 2 months

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LOVE LANGUAGES

ft. genshin men

bell's note: sorry if the matte looks weird or too bright it's my first time messing around with it, might want to read it on a dark/darker mode just in case, experimenting with a more descriptive writing style so if we like let me know, no specific reader type, not proofread or word counted so if there are mistakes let me know, ga-ming is not included because i haven't been up-to-date with genshin and do not want to mischaracterize him

also date is weird because i accidentally posted and had to edit privately so oopsies

words of affirmation

kazuha, thoma, baizhu, neuvillette, zhongli, diluc

Whether it be a small word of encouragement or a simple, "you're doing great today", he always seems to know what to say and when to say it. His words soft as a dew drop falling from leaf to leaf in a misty morning, hitting your ears with such motion that you cannot help the smile that graces your lips, and lifts up the corners of them; like the movement of a picnic blanket being spread out on a flowery field.

quality time

kaeya, ajax, diluc, ayato, itto, gorou, neuvillette, wriothesley

Despite his busy days or numerous tasks for the day, whenever he gets a break he always goes to spend it with you first. Strolls down moonlight paths, childish games galore among hushed giggles, silent remarks exchanged between the flipping of a book's pages, or adoring smiles with stones that fail to jump the stream's waves like dolphins in the ocean. While your time may be short together as duties will call him back, your graceful smile and happy laughter will fill his lungs with purpose and a calm spirit for days to come.

physical touch

freminet, wanderer, tighnari, lyney, thoma, venti

A lingering hand tracing stars onto your back, each touch making your stress dissolve like sugar on your tongue. In other situations, it's a slightly calloused hand latching onto yours perfectly, as if your two hands were magnets meeting each other as one. A firm yet gentle grasp of his hands onto your hips as he oh-so-softly moves you to the side, your shoulders brushing against each other as he walks ahead of you. It could even be the way his thumb traces your cheek on quiet nights in bed, but no matter what it is your stomach is akin to churning butter whenever he touches you.

acts of service

neuvillette, zhongli, tighnari, alhaitham, heizou, xiao, cyno

Holding open a door amidst the sunny heat waves, waiting oh-so-patiently for you to reach it in your midst. It's even the simple offer to do the dishes or clean up around the house for you after a long day of work. Your clean clothes that were previously in a messy pile on the bed the moment you left your shared home for the day were put away neatly in their respective places in your bedroom by the time you returned home. Food prepared early with a little note, with sweet whispers decorated with ink on the note attached to the plate. Although he might seem cold or awfully busy at times, the things he does for you just because he can, says completely otherwise.

gift giving

xiao, zhongli , neuvillette, ajax, lyney, ayato, diluc, venti, kaveh

A bouquet of freshly picked flowers lying on your doorstep. Or an odd trinket from Archons knows what but he's so proud about acquiring it for you that you can't help the laugh that leaves your lungs. If you're lucky he'll find the ingredients to make his special dish, placing it beside you before retreating back to whatever he was busy with that day, but not before giving your temple a soft kiss. On rainy days he'll appear soaked to the bone, a boyish grin lacing his pretty face, with a chipped-off gem in his hands, claiming that the rain smoothed it out for him; hence why he had to get it instead of waiting for the rain to pass. No matter the gift he brings, though, you always cherish them no matter what

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alatusxiaoo · 2 years

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i like him, not you!

synopsis: in which you’ve finally mustered up the courage to express a bashful confession to your best friend and six-year crush…only to accidentally dispatch your heartfelt message to the wrong person.

character/s: albedo, ayato, childe, kazuha, xiao, scaramouche, thoma

a/n: @sohyuki ilysm have a wonderful day queen <3

the first thing you do is run away.

in a way, you have always been good at that. scampering from those undivulged words and imminent encounters that instilled fear in you. it spoke to you almost like a natural instinct, left you with a bitter taste on your tongue, tormented you with a sick sensation twisting your stomach.

because of this, you ran from a lot of things. from your parents whenever they frowned upon a low grade on your report card, from a pompous asshole you later mustered the tiniest courage to shove down during fourth grade, from the unwitting attention of sunbeam-amber eyes meeting yours, and from your best friend whom you’ve practically loved for the longest time.

and you decide the last one is something you’ll finally want to quit running away from.

eight little letters and three simple words, yet for six long years they have meant more than the world to you. he has always meant more than the world to you.

so you attempt to construct it all within proper sentences — desperately trying not to jumble up your phrases while trying to provide the impression that you sure as hell hadn’t been shaking tremendously as you wrote it.

but it’s so difficult to even spare a meek glance at it. so annoying that it pesters thrumming vibrations in the depths of your stupid heart. so fucking frustrating that you don’t actually bother looking at it anymore when your fingers hover over the word ‘send’.

you’ve shut your phone off after that singular moment, and stashed it away in a nearby drawer for safekeeping. and for the entire weekend, you convince yourself that you didn’t really care anymore. six years didn’t matter because you weren’t expecting an answer. just an outlet for these emotions and a burden lifted off your weighted shoulders.

and for the first time in a long while, you acknowledge how liberating it feels to not want to run.

Y/N’S CONTACTS.

him <3 (kaedehara kazuha)

✉ 4:47 am, april 4th (mon).

[ 1 new message! ] : psst. arcade after class today? :)

ah, but who would be an idiot not to fall for him?

you’ve guessed he’s received so many incessant compliments and heartfelt confessions, that despite how frustratingly courteous he was — could never actually bother wasting his time sorting through each and every one of them.

so you figure that you’re in the clear, and he won’t have to burden himself with formulating a sharp answer.

or at least, that’s what you reassure yourself when monday comes around and he greets you with an ever-familiar and warm smile.

and is also perhaps why he pretends like nothing has actually happened…

because if that happened to be the case, he was rather good at acting pretty normal. you knew that if you’d ever received such a confession from somebody, you would have been freaking out a lot more — and depending on whether you reciprocated their emotions, either avoiding or confronting them.

but this…was a little too cold of a reaction.

and yet, at the same time, you were thankful he still kept approaching and talking to you as usual. above all, kazuha was your best friend before he was the person you wanted to be romantically involved with. you could never really bear the thought of losing him as a close confidante.

but it hurt like hell because he was always too kind, always too impossible not to love. always with the 1 am calls and his soft voice when you couldn’t fall asleep. always with the weekend home visits to his place so you could share a meal together. always with the sleepovers or out catching a midnight film. always a shoulder to lean on when the tears were too much. always, always there.

you know he’ll never love you the way you knew just exactly how to love him. and that’s okay.

but if looks and words could have honestly fooled, it almost seemed like he was ridiculously unaware that you had even confessed to him in the first place.

everything stayed the same.

and you can’t help but feel sick at the reality, because a part of you wanted to believe that kazuha was in love with you, at least once in his life and perhaps never again. in sleepless turned drowsy midnight calls, in fleeting glances inside the deserted cinema, in homemade meals and warm smiles, in drowning tears and comforting hugs. in the briefest of seconds when he realized you were always there.

but the thing about love is that it’s blinded you enough to not think about the probability that he might just like you. that he may or may not have been avoiding all other confessions because he only hoped for yours. that he may be hesitating every time you two get closer because he thinks you won’t want him back. that at 1 am while you’re whispering softly through the phone about your day, kazuha’s thinking about all the pragmatic reasons not to blurt out mid-conversation that he’s always been madly in love with you.

you know one thing for sure when you dazedly stare at your phone later that day. love has blinded you enough to not think twice about why kazuha might not be acting any differently than you had initially expected. why he’s so infuriatingly unfazed. why he should have been having a more violent reaction instead of making the same silly jokes with you.

and boy, you’re bewildered when you find two chat notifications waiting in your message box. one from kazuha, inviting you to the nearby arcade after class…except for some absurd reason, there’s no record of an embarrassingly heartfelt confession registered in your shared chat history.

the second from a boy you barely knew but always subconsciously noticed in class, sitting rather ominously in your DMs with the strangest of messages. and it’s only when you begrudgingly open your shared chat, that you clearly feel how your heart stops in one horrifying instant.

because sitting there in the most unexpected of places, lies the culmination of six long years building up to a terribly emotional confession.

but…it’s not for the boy you had hoped would receive it.

that guy in class (xiao)

✉ 11:54 pm, april 2nd (sat).

[ 1 new message! ] : who are you?

xiao wishes there was a guidebook for how to handle all probable awkward situations, in the unfortunate circumstance that he’d ever find himself impossibly lodged in the middle of one.

but there’s none that exist to date. and he thinks not even the internet can help him figure out what to respond to a sudden and random heartfelt confession sitting peacefully in his message inbox.

he hasn’t exactly done anything to be loved or wanted by anyone. and at first, your contact name barely registers anyone he recognizes in his head. so he sends the first question he thinks of as a response, and shuts his phone to close his eyes and rest.

but then sunday morning comes and it clicks. he remembers. he knows who you are. because of that, xiao finds it all absurd.

it wasn’t like he intended to stare at you. he was always prone to dozing off mid-classes, eyes instinctively sweeping across every inch of the classroom, outside the window to greet the blinding light of the morning sun, and then reluctantly retreating back inside…

only to see you. and for you to see him.

so the odd pattern repeats. everyday.

you’d think he have broken out of such a quirky habit of looking. he’d think you’d have stopped meeting his eyes every single time. but you always manage to see each other — and past that, neither of you dare make the effort to talk to one another.

it was some sort of unspoken understanding between you two, momentary peace that isn’t built on a real connection. just that he finds comfort in your eyes, while you’re left breathless at his.

but for you to confess, and oh so suddenly without any particular reason to make you like him.

so he realizes the message presently occupying his DMs (and unconsciously plaguing his thoughts) isn’t truly meant for him.

monday eagerly arrives, and he stares. more often than usual, more often than he’d want to. he wonders if you’ve noticed how you fucked up, because he’s almost certain he knows who your vulnerable confession is intended for.

and it’s late in the afternoon when you shyly pull him aside to talk about it. how embarrassed you were by your clumsy mistake, how deeply you felt apologetic for sending it to him, but most importantly of all —

“i’m really sorry, but i like someone else and not you!”

strange how your first conversation turns out like this. he’s always imagined it would begin very differently. perhaps with you pointing out the fact that he always gazes at you, him asking you in return why you always look back.

and almost on impeccable cue, you suddenly smile and tell him about all the times you recognized him because of how often your eyes met, even though you’ve never talked to each other. you’re sorry for not talking with him sooner.

but xiao thinks nothing is going to change just because you’ve verbally acknowledged each other.

he was sort of wrong. the next time you met glances, you smiled. several more times after you’ve started doing it, he starts to reciprocate with the smallest of smiles too — the kind that makes you feel like its your shared little secret.

and you’ve both changed in certain ways. you talked with each other more often, occupying vacated classrooms during breaks and making a bit more room for each other within your drastically different lives. he even starts to join you during lunch whenever kazuha was too occupied with homework, and lets you drag him along to amusement parks or anime events you presumed kazuha wasn’t too interested in.

but the craziest part about it all was that you admitted to never actually confessing to kazuha after all that’s happened.

perhaps you were left traumatized by your previous opportunity to confess to your best friend. perhaps because of a certain “someone’s” consistent jokes, you were too horrified to ever want to confess to somebody ever again. perhaps you were simply confused about the new boy weaving his way into your life.

one thing’s for sure, xiao feels strangely relieved that you decided not to send the actual message to your crush.

and maybe even a little dirty part of him hopes you’ll eventually forget about confessing to kazuha at the end of it all.

saturday boyfriend (childe)

✉ 9:06 am, april 5th (tues).

[ 1 new message! ] : so you’re the girl who likes xiao?

the thing is, childe could have never actually perceived the day when he’d get a phone call late in the evening from xiao, inquiring about what to say in response to an abrupt confession from a stranger.

his brusque and characteristically quiet best friend — had suddenly gotten some crazy chick to fall for him? with that shitty personality?

oh, the unexpected news gave childe the laughter of a lifetime. and yet, he couldn’t help but feel curious about the idea of it. what kind of interesting person would ever be attracted to someone like that guy? (respectfully, of course.)

fortunately to satiate the whirlwind of questions that night, xiao later sends him a text of your name with a message not to bother you.

and childe’s eyes go wide when he eventually puts a face to the name. you, the weird chick always absently staring over at xiao in classes?

perhaps he should’ve seen it coming. he did think it was weird how he sometimes found you glancing quietly towards his friend. but he sort of assumed you’d have liked kazuha instead — you know, your actual best friend — over some guy you’ve never even talked to in your life.

so with the right determination, he makes it his personal mission the following monday to devote his own precious time for a stakeout. because who’s to say you weren’t secretly some disgusting pervert targeting your uninhibited emotions to an innocent classmate?

childe observes you from afar the whole day. from the moment you found your seat in class that morning, watching you lock eyes with xiao mid-science discussion, routinely tagging along with kazuha for lunch, and even as you’re concentrating on a note-taking phase during the afternoon break.

you haven’t made any explicit moves towards xiao…yet. it’s a rather normal and innocuous day for you.

until afternoon comes — and near the school gates, he watches as you awkwardly tug xiao aside to talk to him briefly. childe pauses in his steps, staring at your huddled silhouettes while attempting to decipher the distinct mood of the conversation. he sees you smile at one point, and how you courteously greet each other goodbye when it’s over.

did xiao accept your feelings then?

that night, he gets your number from a mutual friend, and sends you a harmless text message the next morning. if xiao reciprocated your interest in him that day, perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to eventually get to know each other during the long run.

but when he arrives in school, he’s greeted by the sight of you staring at him in surprise and asking if you could spare him a minute of his time to talk. and it’s right then that you explain and attempt to clear up the misunderstanding that transpired between you and his best friend.

it still makes childe laugh at the absurdity of it whenever he thinks about the mistaken confession, and how throughly embarrassed you must have been for unhesitatingly sending it to a complete stranger.

from that fateful day on, you two started to become close friends. and to mark that unforgettably momentous occasion for you — childe would routinely find a way to weave his presence into your saturdays, bringing flowers, chocolates, typical department-store love letters, or text you a long ass cheap excuse of a profession — to remind you of your “beautifully executed confession”. even though really, it’s just a dumb excuse to poke infuriating jokes at you.

those continuous, and admittedly humorous endeavors of his, became some part of the reason why you could never bring yourself to confess to kazuha again…or anyone else for that matter.

and you know, maybe celibacy was the way your life was always destined to be. maybe you weren’t supposed to give out your heart to other guys, because you were solely meant to receive any form of romantic gesture every saturday from a certain ginger-haired bastard. and well, maybe it wasn’t the worst thing to have in the world.

or maybe he’s accidentally caught feelings when he suddenly put more thought than he should have, into picking out a gift on a random saturday.

maybe one average saturday, he’ll unconsciously fall for your smile and the sarcastic words of gratitude you’ll throw back at him.

and maybe, just maybe…on some imminent saturday, he won’t know what more to give other than his real and heartfelt confession to you.

homework hotline (albedo)

✉ 6:15 am, april 7th (thurs).

[ 1 new message! ] : hey, coming over to yours later for that project due next week.

you’ve had close friends come over to your apartment often, but none have ever made you feel as utterly relieved compared to when albedo visits.

it’s always been challenging for you to keep track of homework loads, or stay motivated while reviewing for an upcoming test due the end of the week. and albedo’s presence magically helps you to be productive with exactly all of that.

perhaps you feel more motivated, or somewhat pressured to accomplish tasks in the company of a person who’s actually mastered diligence. whatever it is, for the past few years it’s given you higher grades than you’ve ever expected to receive pitted against your previous academic years.

and ever since then, you’ve made it a point to always partner up together during projects, which he easily obliges to. plus, you’ve succeeded as a team in plenty of tasks for so long, that albedo naturally feels more inclined to work with you.

he also can’t deny that the company is indeed familiar and comfortable, therefore making it the most preferable alternative.

besides, he’s made himself at home in your apartment for a handful of years now, that it’s almost as if he practically lives together with you. an extra toothbrush left in your bathroom cupboard, a similar set of pillows and blankets stashed inside your closet, albedo’s hoodies and clothes folded in a neat pile within a separate drawer — his presence in your home was always just there.

which is why later that evening, as you and albedo are busy preparing dinner before you cram an overnight agenda of finishing several projects in advance, he casually suggests the idea of moving in together instead.

and it’s frankly not that terrible of an idea. the rent would be split between you both so you’d save much more, there would be no more trouble commuting to each other’s places to finish school-related tasks, house chores would be divided amongst the two of you, and albedo could occupy the apartment while you were out on weekly visits or sleepovers in kazuha’s.

so the deed is done. by the following week, you’ve already prepared other necessary accommodations, and albedo comes over with a small duffel bag (since most of his stuff was already left at your place) and a brand new key for your shared abode.

neither of you can really feel like something has changed. if anything, it seems more natural to have him permanently living with you because it makes things more convenient.

and ever since then, you’ve been constantly seen together a lot more frequently inside the university premises (causing some familiar faces grow envious at the sight of it), but the both of you preferred to keep your current home status as a personal secret so as not to fuel too many strange rumors.

you do homework with each other a lot more often. you’re also left in awe by the occasional detailed doodles scrawled across the corner pages of his lecture notebook. one late evening, you were wondering if it was the sleep taking over you, or he actually drew a little portrait of you on one of the tightly folded pages.

everyday, you’d take turns doing certain things during your well-deserved breaks. albedo, on one hand, teaches you how to draw and paint. you’re not exactly the best at artistic endeavors, but he was always patient and supportive, going as far as to provide specific remarks on the things you needed improvement with.

on other days, you’d convince him to sit down with you to binge food while watching your favorite films. he’d initially oblige to appease your kindness and hadn’t realized it at first — but at some later point, he ended up loving all the same movies as you did.

it’s slow but anticipated, the way he falls in love with you. perhaps a part of him has always seen this ending coming — recognized the dangerous path he was treading, and yet took it without any complaint.

even though he saw through your heart and how you wanted someone else. even as he witnessed the romantic gifts you carried back home with a giddy smile. even while he listens to you upsettingly vent about the most impertinent guy who keeps making his way back into your life.

because maybe deep down, he’s always hoped to love someone like this. the sound of your laughter filling his ears while making dinner. films on television illuminating your face in the darkness. yawns you stifle when it’s midnight and you’re almost finished with homework. fluttering eyes in the morning. enchanting smiles quirking across your lips. napping soundly on the study desk even though you kindly insisted on waiting up for him before you both slept. how it feels to talk about everything and nothing at the same time.

it’s natural and innate. foreign yet so familiar. a breath of fresh air. and yet, the feeling of home lingers across his fingertips.

a written, unchangeable, and hopeless destiny for albedo to always fall without constraint. and the saddest truth is — he wouldn’t have wanted this love for any other way.

BLOCKED — 4th grader asshole (scaramouche)

✉ 2:35 pm, april 9th (sat).

[ 1 new message! ] : you’re paying for the next meal dumbass.

scaramouche to you was a lot of things. perhaps the first and most notable one of them all was that he was an impressively pompous asshole.

and you suppose he’s always been like that. the same bitchy bully you’ve regretfully crossed paths with during the fourth grade.

the strangest part is, you’ve never actually done anything to piss the boy off. or at least, none you could still vividly remember. but you were certain that you weren’t too shitty as a kid, and your first interaction with scaramouche wasn’t even close to offensive.

it happened on the elementary playground, when you first caught sight of the little boy eagerly chasing after his friends, before suddenly tripping over a rock and diving straight into the ground. you remember the degrading echoes of his friends’ laughter, how you worriedly walked over to him and asked if he was okay. how you stretched your hand out to the kid on the ground, and how he stared at you with an unreadable gaze. and before you even knew it, past that singular moment, every single day of 4th grade became absolute war.

could anyone blame you for simply being courteous? he had terribly shitty friends and you only wanted to help…which yes, unexpectedly backfired with irreparable consequences. how were you to know in that second that something horrible would happen?

maybe you should never have approached scaramouche that day. or maybe you also would’ve regretted never helping him out.

either way, the thought has always plagued the back of your mind, and you wonder if your life would have changed so drastically had you made a different choice in that playground.

even until today, he still somehow manages to wander into your life oh so effortlessly. in the hallways, ramming into your shoulder without sparing a mere glance or an apology. in the middle of class, absently toying with your free locks of hair while you grumble several coherent insults towards the boy. during gratitude day, him stealing your white blouse scribbled in your friends’ messages and writing some of his own unwanted words on it. in the art room, cornering you with that devilish smirk and a finger against his lips as he warns you not to make a single sound, while the hall monitor angrily screeches his name around the deserted corridors…most likely intending to throw him in detention.

even at the comfort of your own home — he’s the neighbor who (unfortunately) moved around the same time as you did, except he lives in the spacious flat two floors below.

and it infuriates you to the ends of the earth. how he’s always been there. how he somehow still is.

when you aced a major test, he was there with an irritated scoff, reminding you not to get too full of yourself. when he saw how you started to fall for kazuha in the early years, he was there to poke fun of you for wanting a “nice” guy, because nice was just an equivalent for boring. when he saw you standing outside your house beneath the rain — soaked, shivering, and frustrated after a big argument with your parents — he shoved an umbrella in your face and told you how you looked absolutely horrendous.

he’s seen too much of you, both in your happiest and at your worst. not even others like kazuha or close family friends have witnessed or known such dark parts of you. why did it have to be him? this boy who has been constantly tormenting you for several years of your life?

even as you surround yourself with better people, you still think about the insolent asshole roaming around the hallways. still overly conscious about his presence whenever you’re in the same room (more than you would have wanted). still thinking about his umbrella in the rain.

and perhaps that was the most perplexing thing which unknowingly drew you to scaramouche. that you never really knew which side of him you were going to get everyday.

one moment he’s explicitly arguing with you in the middle of plain daylight (which unfortunately, later lands you both in detention) — then all of a sudden, you’re riding a bus at midnight to your apartment alone, and he’s the person coincidentally seated next to you, flinching at your snot as he hurriedly juts a handkerchief towards your teary face.

he’s always headed towards the apartment at the same time you exit the bus coming from the university. and although you two constantly bicker and fight along the way back to the building, he was there to accompany you on the lonely walk home.

he pokes fun about your painfully obvious crush on your best friend, but tones it down on the sunday he sees you with puffy red eyes after confessing and attempting to convince yourself you didn’t care if he didn’t want you back.

even more so when you’re unwillingly forced to share a table with him inside a popular and crowded restaurant during lunch — him insulting you for the way you scarf down your food like a pig, and yet his hand subconsciously reaches out to wipe the sauce smudge on the corner of your lips before casually licking it off his thumb.

you’re staring at him in confusion, grateful yet weirded out at the…generous gesture. but all he does is scoff disapprovingly at your face, because there’s no masking the strange red flush that creeps up your cheeks from the uncharacteristic tension and his sudden physical contact.

and for the first time in the years you’ve known him, you’ve only made yourself presently aware of the reddish tint that sets the tips of his ears aglow.

what you’ll never actually realize is how much effort he’s been constantly making to conceal that singularly instinctive (and frankly, repulsive) action that reminds him of how vulnerable you’ve always made him feel — ever since you gave him your hand back in fourth grade.

it would’ve helped him a lot more if he had never noticed you prior to that. how nice you were to the other kids and teachers. how adorable you looked in those neat pigtails. how you had unknowingly charmed every single person into the palm of your hand, and how you were still so infuriatingly enchanting and oblivious at the effect you had on others…even until today.

he hated feeling vulnerable more than anything else in the world, knowing that he was also one of those idiots helplessly wrapped around your finger. just that unlike the rest of them, he’d never actually stoop down so low with his pride to say it out loud.

and he hated that everyday, you were always making it all the more easier for him to admit it to himself. to scream out to the world that scaramouche hated how much he has somehow, foolishly, and quite impossibly, always been in love with you.

organization hottie (ayato)

✉ 5:23 pm, april 9th (sat).

[ 1 new message! ] : see you on monday.

you tried not to squeal too loudly when you suddenly received the text message. but albedo could see the way you tightly pressed your lips together to stifle back a wide whooping grin.

and why wouldn’t you be thrilled? you had just gotten accepted into your university’s official charity organization! it was certainly the perfect opportunity to expose yourself to more learning experiences and activities past the fields of academics.

obviously, it wasn’t like a super attractive person was currently heading the committee and had just sent you a text saying you got accepted a couple minutes ago…

or…okay.

so maybe there’s a bit of an influence. i mean, was it that bad to find a guy who devotes his time for others insanely charming?

of course, it wasn’t anything serious like the way you felt for kazuha. it was more of a happy crush, if you would call it — someone you have a slight romantic admiration for, but don’t exactly harbor any deep feelings towards them.

admittedly, you had naturally considered the prospect of finding yourself with nothing to do over the course of summer, and you figured applying in the organization wouldn’t do much harm for you anyway…even though you had some reservations about the final decision to sign up for it.

and then, you heard about how ayato was recently elected to oversee the committee activities for the following year. thus, the rest was simply history.

the next week, you’re swamped with exchanging introductions among several new members and almost immediately busying yourself with the upcoming project meeting.

oddly enough, you’ve been assigned in the same team as ayato for your first project. and although you began on a rather rough and awkward start together, he guides you through the transitioning process until you’ve learned at least enough things to handle some separate tasks independently.

you’ve always assumed ayato was an overly formal and aloof person to approach compared to the others — however on the contrary, you were pleasantly surprised to discover that he also beheld a mischievous side conflicting his own outer demeanor.

there were days when even he would occasionally reach out to talk about things past organization-related matters. simple questions such as asking about some input on a certain movie, if you had completed this previously given assignment, or merely checking how your day was going.

and maybe it was just strange for you to suddenly realize how human ayato feels.

sure, he was often distant and burdened under plenty of responsibilities. you’ve heard your fair share of rumors and how he was always seemingly placed on a pedestal above all — perhaps you’d almost forgotten that at the end of the day, he was still just trying to get his own shit together, like everybody else.

he was precisely nothing short of a normal guy. the kind who pokes good fun around and plays chess on breaks. the kind who still asks if you want to accompany him to springtime festivals. the kind who smiles at you when he sees you standing across the hallway. the kind who elbows you subtly when you’ve dozed out in the middle of somebody’s monologue. the kind who feels like you‘re somehow beginning to know him better than you know yourself.

and ayato thinks you’re the kind he wondered what would happen had he met you all those years ago instead. if he had an opportunity to know you better before, than he did today. if he would have liked you any sooner, or always just a little later.

maybe it’s true that ayato could work hard to be a lot of things. after all, he couldn’t have become half the man he was today if he hadn’t convinced himself to put in more effort than anybody else.

but maybe there were also some things ayato could just never bring himself to have, no matter how hard he tried. maybe there were always meant to be some moments and people he wasn’t possibly cut out for.

and maybe he could try all he wanted, but he could never really work hard enough to ever make you notice his own lonesome heart — always patiently waiting.

BONUS CONTACT ! — a short side story.

radio boy (thoma)

✉ 3:07 pm, april 5th (tues).

[ 1 new message! ] : hey y/n! do you mind stopping by the broadcasting room for a bit?

although thoma has always been well-favored among people of all ages, he feels that there’s nobody else he’d rather spend his company with than you.

it’s not that he’s wanted you for ill intentions or in a romantic perspective. just that you were his favorite person who was so invariably easy to talk to.

you first met thoma inside the broadcasting room, randomly paying a visit out of curiosity to ask the title of a particular song played during the morning break. and then the following day, you came back to ask on behalf of your friend about another song.

before either of you knew it, you were making regular yet brief appearances to the little recording area — not just to ask about songs, but also to initiate small talk about how the other’s day was going. it was later on you discovered that thoma was a student from another class in the same university who volunteered to work for the campus radio station.

on most days, you’d bring him pastries or coffee to satiate his empty stomach, since thoma preferred to spend most of his free time in the broadcasting room. sometimes, he’d also be generous enough to let you borrow some of his cd’s or flash-drives of music playlists that he thinks would suit your taste.

during periods when you were too busy to pay a visit, you’d send him a quick text apologizing in advance. but not even five minutes later, a familiar song would suddenly blast through the classroom speakers in response, and you couldn’t do anything to hide the contented smile from quirking across your face.

when thoma begins to fall in love with you, he finds himself secretly dedicating certain songs to you on the campus radio — either playing tracks he knows you love, or music that he thinks reminds him of you.

of course, you’re not really sure when the boy behind the radio started liking somebody. just that all of a sudden on an average weekday, you belatedly noticed how his choice of tunes changed, and never became the same as before.

and every time you’ll teasingly question thoma about his arbitrary selection of songs in hopes of prying him for a name drop, all he does is shrug with a quiet smile — saying that you, out of all people, should know her all too well.

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𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎

𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔- 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 (𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓, 𝒌𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂, 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒙𝒊𝒂𝒐)

warnings: none || pronouns: no pronouns used

✨This is my first headcannon so it might be bad✨

𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓

He is pretty arogant so your lucky you got him to be your boyfriend

He isn't very lovely to anyone but when he is with you he can get a little friendly

"Your ccrying? Again? God dammit your such a crybaby... Come here" he would just hug you and let you cry your pretty little eyes out

loves to talk to you but is also good at manipulating you into doing things so be careful

He is not someone who likes to be touched and also not someone who touches other often

He doesn't really know what the word love is but he feels different being with you your just something special

If he ever touches you i would say he would have his arms around your waist and his face in your neck just wanting to be as close as possible so if he allows you to touch him DO IT!>:( he wants affection right now

He is also very possessive over you that means if you want to go out he will lever let you go without him being by your side just in case something happens

He hates when you talk to others your his and no one else should get you!

Possible Sexuallity: im not sure maybe bi? Or even pan? It doesn't matter to him what gender someone is as long as he loves you

His love language is probably: quality time

𝐾𝑎𝑧𝑢ℎ𝑎

He doesn't talk much and is pretty calm one of the kindest guys definitely a green flag!

He will comfort you when your sad being with yiu while holding you in his arms just listening to all your problems

Just watch him doing stuff! He likes to see that your interested in seeing what he is doing

He didn't got hugged after the death of his friend so he can calm himself all alone if he wants to be touched just wrap his arms around him or lay your head on his shoulders he loves seeing you do that and also does that to you

He llikes to spend time with you, your his lover after all!

He will tell you how much he loves you while hugging you

Possible Sexuallity: i dont know. _. Hes confusing me

His love language is probably words: of affirmation

𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊

He is a very affectionate person he loves being with you and talking the whole day if he could he wouldn't let you have a word

He isn't sure how to comfort sad people but he tries his best! "hey... Uhh... You alright? Haha..." he would pat your shoulder laughing nervously at the situation

This man wants your attention! He will get it at all cost! He will hug you as much as possible touching your face, cuddling you or having his arms wrapped all around you so you cant escape

He will give you everything! He finds some beautiful flowers? He will give all of them to you! He sees clothes that wiuld suit you perfectly? He will get it for you! Yes hes broke but he is a bard not a rich man

Humming llullabys and songs while cuddling you stroking your hair he just wnats to be close to you

He will tell you 1000 Times a day how much he loves you

possible Sexuallity: pansexual

His language is probably: everything!

𝑿𝒊𝒂𝒐

Our favorite yaksha he isn't someone who likes being around people and talking is not something he loves, just sitting the roof of Wangshu inn holding your hand and looking at the night sky not saying a single word

If your ever sad he will hold you close and stroke your hair telling you that everything is alright and that hes here for you

He isn't someone who knows what affection is but you being on his side or leaning against him making his chest fele warm

He will giev your everything that reminds him of you if a bird reminds him of you he will gift it to you

He wont tell you how much he loves you but the way he looks at you when your staring into the sky shows clearly that your special to him he loves you more then everything after all this suffering in his life he found you

I hhe wnats affection he lays his head on your thighs of course he will ask first! He doesn't want you to be uncomfortable he loves it when your having your head against his chest knowing your safe around him

He will do anything for you! You want something to eat? He gets ut for you, your stomach hurts? Hes there to comfort you holding you as close as possible nlt letting go before your well again

possible Sexuallity: a-sexual

His love language is probably: acts of service and gifts

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