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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 3 days
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midas touch
aventurine x gn!reader - fluff (sort of suggestive)
author's note: how's everyone's aventurine pulls going? it has been a week since he came out...hopefully you got him like i did💋
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you and your lover, aventurine, woke up after an incredibly long night, if you get what i mean.
aventurine was always one to do aftercare in the morning, so obviously he woke you up. "pst...hey...pst treasure, wake up.." he whispered softly, shaking your shoulder a bit to try and get you to wake up. you grumbled and shifted a bit. "give me a bit.." you mumbled, you were exhausted.
"goodness my back is in pain.." you mumbled as you grabbed your lower back in pain. aventurine chuckled and kissed your nape, "think we had too much fun, huh?" that smug bastard had the biggest smirk on his face and you could tell even if you weren't looking at him.
"don't start! you better make me breakfast and everything to make up for this pain.." you grumbled as you turned to face him. he looked beautiful with the sunlight peaking in.
you two soon got up, he had to carry you to the bath however since you could barely walk. "dont go so rough next time bastard.." you mumbled as you sat in the warm water with him, he scrubbed your back for you. "yeah yeah, i know treasure, just relax" he said with a gentle tone. that tone was not at all like the one he used last night when he pushed your head into the pillow while keeping an impossible pace.
but hey, let's keep the nsfw down to a minimum.
he cleaned you up and got you patted dry, getting the both of you dressed in no time. he brought you down to the kitchen, "what would you like to eat, treasure?" he said but you couldn't respond before he added onto his previous question, "unless you want me."
that bastard.
you felt his fingers on your skin and gave in to temptation, i mean he looked extraordinary right now.
"damn you aven.." you grumbled.
"blame my midas touch, treasure.."
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 6 days
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🍮could I request hsr Astral express boys + penacony boys (not Gallagher tho) with a very teasable s/o bcoz they flinch and blush whenever they initiate physical touch or kiss them.
It's not like the s/o hates it, it's just they not used to it so every hug and kiss or touch is very electrifying. Would the boys tease them to hell and back or be very sweet and gentle and understanding to take things slow? 🍮
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Me being dumb and not knowing whether ratio would be considered a part of the trio but he’s here either way regardless…
Aventurine:
Takes pride in the fact that he has so much power over you by doing something so small as kiss your cheek or even hold your waist.
It’s an absolute power trip for him in knowing this little secret of yours and he will be unforgiving about it too, plus your reactions were just so cute for him to give up now.
‘Good morning my dear.’ Aventurine say softly as he pressed a kiss to your neck, smiling upon feeling you tense beneath his lips and chuckles. ‘Still reacting like this after we’ve been together as long as we have? How adorable.’ He practically purrs as he burrows his face into your neck and strengthens his hold on your waist despite your noises of complaints.
‘Aventurine.’ You whine, burrowing your burning face into the pillow. ‘Knock it off.’
Aventurine pulls his head out from your neck and rests it against your shoulder as he could practically envision the steam coming from your ears. ‘I’m not doing anything though.’ He says cheekily as he presses a kiss to the underside of your jaw, nipping at it a little in order to hear you squeak. ‘I’m merely expressing how happy I am now that you’re awake.’
‘Yes you do.’ You said as you tried to borrow your face deeper into the pillow out of a need to hideaway from Aventurine and his knowing gaze, ‘And aren’t you enjoying this far too much.’ You add as you felt your face burn even more upon hearing him laugh in your ear.
‘No, I think I’m enjoying this the right amount.’ Aventurine says as he presses a kiss behind your ear and cuddling himself further against your back, taking far too much self enjoyment in making you a flustered mess to his heart’s delight.
Ratio:
Nothing gets past this man, nothing.
He’s immensely observant and will catch on quite quickly on how you’d practically freeze up when he shows you any physical affection. And he secretly loves the reactions that you give in response to him merely brushing shoulders with you.
Veritas treats this as a mini experiment of sorts and will run this excuse into the ground if it meant getting to see you either melt or become flustered to the high heavens from his touch.
‘Interesting.’ He would mutter under his breath as he slowly runs his fingertips up and down the back of your hand with featherlight caresses, all the while you were trying your hardest not to pull away per his instructions when agreeing to help with his study. ‘How very interesting indeed.’
You breathed out an uneven sigh. ‘What’s so interesting about my reactions, wouldn’t this sort of thing bore you?’ You asked as your attempts at hiding how much his touch was affecting you were failing by the second.
‘Not necessarily.’ Veritas said as he started caressing the inside of your wrist and pulse point as his eyes remained on you, closely examining your face for even the most minuet shifts in your expression. ‘If anything I find them to be rather-‘
‘Let me guess, interesting?’ You butted in a moment of cheekiness and immediately regretting it when Veritas stopped stroking the inside of your wrist and moved his hand to cup your jaw, lifting it so that you’d have no choice but to look at him directly as he leant in close to your face, his nose touching your own.
‘Yes, very. However I’m sure we can find some… unique ways to fully experience the full extent of your reactions to my touch.’
Sunday:
He finds it amusing seeing you flustered from him simply kissing the back of your hand or guiding you down the streets with a firm hand on the waist.
He’d gladly use this against you in times where he was feeling particularly in a teasing mood as your cute reactions fill him with a sense of pride knowing that only his touch could get those kinds of reactions out of you.
However he didn’t want you potentially passing out from all his teasing and would take it slow for your sake by asking permission to mitigate your tendency of easily being taken off guard somewhat.
It really depends on how he’s feeling that day and that only makes him more unpredictable, which meant you were more often than not kept on your toes when this happens, much to Sunday’s enjoyment.
‘Is my dearest at a loss for words already? And I’ve barely even touched you and you’re flustered beyond compare.’ Sunday would laugh after pulling your hands away from your face after kissing you on the lips in greeting. ‘How adorable.’ He adds as he presses you against his chest.
‘I’m just not use to…all this.’ You defend yourself.
‘I know.’ Sunday coos as he gently lifts your head by the chin to look at him rather than square at his chest, pressing a reassuring kiss to your nose. ‘It’s not something you should be ashamed of as it just means that no one was willing to give you the love that you deserve. So I will make up for what others sorely lack in droves.’ He adds as his wings fluttered in determination.
Welt:
An absolute gentleman who’d gladly go slow and help you become more acquainted with physical touch.
When he first kissed your cheek and heard you sharply inhale and become rigid, he genuinely thought he did something wrong and possibly hurt you in the process, and was about to apologises profusely until you told him that you just weren’t use to physical contact of any sort.
‘I merely wish to not put you in any form of discomfort.’ He tells you afterward as he gently holds your hand in his own.
‘You’re not, I’m just not use to stuff like this just yet.’ You said as you gestured to your interlocked hands with a soft smile, you always found Welt’s need to prioritise you and your comfortability above all else endearing and extremely sweet, so much that you often find yourself getting flustered from that more often then the physical contact itself.
‘Then we shall go slow.’ He replies, squeezing your hand reassuringly.
And slow you did.
Welt always tells you what he was going to do beforehand so that you wouldn’t be taken aback by the sudden display of affection, which does help in some regard but you still get flustered from the way in which he held and or kissed you.
His hugs were strong, comforting and warm that you felt like you could fall asleep in his embrace, but you knew you’d be more likely to burrow your face into his chest out of habit as you let out a muffled sorry.
Welt didn’t mind, the man was made with unwavering patience.
‘It’s okay my dear.’ He says as he chuckles, rubbing your back soothingly. ‘Theres no need to apologise, we’ve got a lot of time to try again.’
Dan heng:
Much like Welt, Dan Heng would think he hurt you somehow when trying to hold your hand and was quick to drop your hand and apologise, only for you to stop him before he could and tell him that physical contact wasn’t something you were use to.
From then on Dan Heng has been taking it slow, so extremely slow that it was more frustrating than not when all you wanted him to do was hold you in his arms, but he was treating you as though you were made out of porcelain.
He was sweet about the whole thing, but was probably overthinking it and or trying to follow Welt’s example by showing unwavering patience. You had to remind him that it was okay for him to touch you, hug you and so on if he so wished.
‘Then…is it okay if I kissed you?’ He would ask not long after, which made you wonder whether the reason he hesitates was because he was waiting for your permission to do such things.
‘Of course, you don’t need my permission to do so but I appreciate where it’s coming from.’ You replied as you felt his hands slowly cup your face and linger there so you could become accustomed to his touch, before resting his forehead gently against yours as he leant in for a sweet, slow kiss.
Dan Heng takes these things in stages because he too can get easily flustered from an overload of affection, so he understands your situation better then most but also doesn’t want to overstep any boundaries you may have; Which often times makes affectionate moments between you two come across more stifling and slightly awkward but you’ll get there.
And when it does? It becomes a little ritual for you two to share a kiss or two before missions, and or link pinkies when you’re both feeling unsure and just need to feel one another.
It’s extremely cute.
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 6 days
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— ୨ৎ “you know, i’ve heard that lying on your boyfriend’s chest can help you fall asleep faster.”
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★ ft. aventurine x gn!reader 彡 wc: 0.4k
▯ synopsis. he's helped you fall alsleep when you couldn't ... but now he's the one wide awake. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
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you lay in bed, tossing and turning uncomfortably as the mattress groaned noiselessly beneath you. your restless eyes wander around the room ceaselessly until they settle on aventurine, whose sleeping figure was illuminated only by the gentle glow of moonlight peeking through the curtain. he was sleeping with his body turned away from you, his side rising and falling with every soft breath he took.
you sighed, hugging your plushy pillow tightly as you fixed your gaze at the ceiling above. “are you asleep?”
your soft spoken voice lingered in the air. after a few moments of silence, you closed your heavy eyelids firmly— you hadn’t expected him to be awake anyway. 
but suddenly, you feel a small shuffle beside you, followed by a low, raspy grunt. the gambler’s voice was barely audible under the sound of the rustling fabric. “...no,” he murmured.
“yeah, i know, i know— wait what?!” your eyes fluttered open, and you turned your head to meet your boyfriend’s gaze. he was now facing you, barely awake and blinking sleepily. “b-baby, you’re awake?!” you exclaimed, inching closer to him. “how long have you been awake?!”
“for quite a while now,” he yawns quietly, “i heard you moving around and felt you kicking your feet.” aventurine rubs his eyes and blinks a few times, trying to focus on you in the dim light.
you couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt in your heart for disturbing his sleep, especially considering how busy he’s been these days. “i’m sorry, rine…”
a playful smile forms on his lips, and he beckons you to come even closer as his hand reaches out to gently stroke your cheek. “you know, i’ve heard that lying on your boyfriend’s chest can help you fall asleep faster.”
your eyes widen and you look at him with a surprised expression before giggling softly, “oh, is that so?” you teased, “in that case, i think i should give it a try.”
“mmh,” he grumbles softly, lifting you effortlessly onto his chest. you quickly nuzzled your face into his neck, your arms resting on either side of his body. aventurine pressed a chaste kiss on your head before combing his fingers through your hair with one arm draped around you.
“so warm…” your voice muffled against his chest. you close your eyes slowly at the soothing gesture of his fingers, which was gradually lulling you to sleep.
“it feels great doesn’t it, y/n?” he asks quietly, his other arm running up and down your back. “are you comfortable?”
he waits for a response but pauses once he notices the steady rise and fall of your breath. “...y/n?”
his eyebrows knit together, groaning when he takes sight of your peaceful sleeping state. “seriously… now i’m awake?”
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 8 days
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I wanna kiss HSR men on the forehead and tell them I’m proud of them. May I request some HCs of their reaction?
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Aventurine practically melts the moment your hands held his face with a warm tenderness as your thumbs softly caressed his cheeks, causing him to close his eyes and eagerly lean into your touch.
He could feel every ounce of love you had towards him in such a simple touch that he wondered how that could even be possible.
How easy you made it seem to be able to convey all your thoughts and feelings in something small like a touch of a hand, a brush of shoulders, or even a nudging of a foot; something that shouldn’t convey as much heavy emotions but did whenever you were the one performing those small gestures.
Not to mention that most of those small but impactful gestures were directed towards him made Aventurine wonder whatever could he -out of everyone else- have possibly done to even remotely deserving of any of it.
‘I’m proud of you Kakavasha.’ You said as you lifted a hand to push away his bangs and press a loving kiss to his forehead, making him whimper and press further against your lips, silently begging you for more. ‘I’m so proud of you.’ You add as you pressed another kiss to his forehead.
Such simple words and a peck to his forehead shouldn’t have so much effect over Aventurine but it did as his eyes shot open the moment he felt you pull away, looking at you with his pretty eyes with something you’ve never seen before as he muttered under his breath.
‘What was that?’ You then asked as Aventurine sighs, leaning back against the bed. ‘I said I wanted more…please can I have more.’
‘You can have as many as your heart desires.’ You tell him, pressing a third and a fourth kiss to his forehead as he allows himself to properly relax under your seemingly magical touch, letting kiss away his thoughts until only you remained.
Argenti would smile sweetly as he watched you push his bangs back to reveal his forehead, feeling your warm breath fan across his skin as your lips closed the distance between you as you pressed a tender kiss to his forehead.
‘I’m so proud of you Aregenti.’ You whispered but the cherry haired knight hear you clear as day.
‘Whatever for my beloved rose.’ He’d replied as he kept you close, wishing for nothing more than to commit this tender moment to his memory ever more.
You shrug. ‘Am I not allowed to say that I’m proud of you in general rather than say it after you’ve done something spectacular? Don’t that seem a little redundant?’ You asked as Argenti chuckled, bringing his face close and nudging his nose gently against your own.
‘It does indeed.’ He agrees before posing a question of his own. ‘But wouldn’t the words loose their meaning after a while if we were to say how proud we are of each other after everything?’
‘No.’ You answered without hesitation as you looked into his pretty eyes that you loved to see first thing in the mornings you’ve shared together thus far. ‘Not if they come from your lips they don’t. I don’t think I could ever grow tired if you were to tell me how proud of me you were.’ You admit and Argenti made a face.
‘Do I not do that enough already?’ He asks genuinely curious as you smile, kissing his cheek.
‘You do but at least let me return the favour now and then. I want to praise my beautiful knight more often than not.’ You murmured against his skin.
Argenti hums as he kisses your forehead. ‘You already do so just by smiling lovingly at me. I don’t need words of praise to fall from your lips when your actions speak far louder but if that’s what you wish, then it shall be granted my beloved rose.’
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Sunday
His wings would flutter when you kiss his forehead after a long day of preventing The Family from collapsing in on itself.
‘I’m so proud of you.’ You uttered into his ear, making him gasp as his wings would instinctively twitch at the sound of your voice due to their hyper sensitivity.
Then he would regain composure and smile graciously at you. ‘Thank you my beloved. It is truly a relief knowing that I’m doing right by you to earn your love and your praise, I shall not waste them.’
Sunday lives and breaths on your praises as though they were the only things giving him life. So whenever you do give him praise for anything, Sunday feels more and more validated into continuing whatever he was doing in hopes of earning more in the future.
You had a powerful, powerful man who had an innate need to prove himself to you in order to gain your trust, love and respect and won’t stop until he had it in droves.
All this was within him and locked behind a calm, cool and levelheaded facade.
He may not look like he was heavily affected by your actions and sweet words on the outside but internally his need to keep you happy and proud of him outweighed everything else as the happier you were, the less likely you were to attempt to leave him later on.
Boothill
He impatiently waits for the days where you bless his face with kisses and whatnot.
It’s his ultimate weakness and you knew that face very well whenever you watched as his cheeks went all flushed, making this shark teethed man looked about as harmless as a puppy dog, when in actuality he was anything but harmless.
‘I’m so proud of you.’
You had this man weak in the knees from that alone, but the fact that you went out of your way to press a kiss to his forehead oh so sweetly had him practically kneeling before you in worship.
‘Whatever for darling?’ He’d ask.
‘Just for being genuine yourself.’ You would response, kissing his forehead a second time and pulling back to watch as he smiled dopily.
‘If me just being myself is enough to earn me some forehead kisses and sweet praises from someone as sweet as you, then count me in sweetheart.’ He would then say as he practically melted he felt your hands as they held his face still as you kissed his forehead for a third time.
Boothill thrived off of your affection.
It was his personal drug that he could never get enough of.
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 9 days
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Boothill relationship headcanons;
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✰ Characters: Boothill x reader.
✰ Words: ~1k.
✰ SFW+N//SFW ; SFW mentions no pronouns or gender of the reader. N//SFW section was written with fem!reader in mind.
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Warnings: THIS HAS A NSFW PART. MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS skip this section if possible. some of these hc are based on this post, since i wanted to write a little more about it.
A/N: BRAINROT gRR he truly gives me doctor by Miley Cyrus vibes. idk how to explain it but take it
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Boothill:
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he's such a gentleman! opens doors for you, pulls out a chair, kisses your hand when he sees you first for the day, it doesn't get boring for him at all. if you ignore some of his unhinged behaviors, then he's a perfect man.
like i mentioned in my previous post, he's VERY possessive of you. he does like to go to unknown clubs or bars with you to try out their best drinks in his spare time, though he doesn't have you attached to his hip (even.. if he wouldn't probably mind at all), he does keep a sharp eye on you. if a weird guy approaches you and you're clearly uncomfortable, he tries to intimidate the guy away and clearly let him see that you're his (aka placing his arm around your waist and pushing you into him), if being polite doesn't work, well, they have a rough night. not in a good way.
this man SCREAMS BACK HUGS!! since his body is like 90% metal and machines, he loves to embrace you from behind and wrap his arms around your tummy, while his chin rests on your shoulder. he misses the softness of his own skin, so having you gives him a lot of comfort; the warmth you're radiating makes him reluctant to ever pull away. boothill often finds himself touching his cheeks with his robotic arms, when they get warm enough - the feeling almost long forgotten in his mind.
speaking of back hugs: he's also very big on neck kisses, mostly giving than receiving, depending on how he feels, they're either very innocent and loving - very soft, paired with butterfly kisses, or biting you and then kissing it better, when things get steamy.
boothil finds it funny when his hair tickles you when he hugs you from behind. if he's feeling particularly like a little shit that day, he can annoy you the entire day like that, only to respond with "hmm? what do you mean? I'm not doing anything, baby!" ...don't tell him his smirk gives it away, but honestly, at this point, he probably doesn't try to hide it that well.
he DOES slap your ass when you go past him. EVERY time. it doesn't get boring for him, he likes the sound it makes AND how soft it is, bonus if it jiggles, then he's even more proud. he might offer "an apologetic massage," which you rarely agree to (but he'll try until u say yes).
if someone ever tinkers with his Synesthesia beacon, he cannot swear for his life. you might catch him trying to cook, spilling something, and then hearing loud "YOU LITTLE DAISY FLOWER! CUTIE PIE! CURSED FROG!" it's kinda impressive how colorful they can get...
speaking of his voice, he's probably able to manipulate it so it sounds the best according to your taste. although his flesh heart has been gone for so long, he still feels that familiar, warm feeling and squeeze of his own, mechanical one, when your answer is always the same - to modulate it so it sounds the closest to what it used to be, or that the current one is just as pleasant to hear.
he likes to kiss you. no matter where, or when. if he wants to, he'll get one, pressing you against him, cupping your face with one hand, and kissing your puckered lips. once you give in, he kisses you properly, caressing your cheek ever so slightly to ease any discomfort left, only to hold you tightly on your hips and whimper on purpose just to tease you more (i believe in boothill is a little shit theory).
if we assume his face is the only human part of him left (besides his eyes). In that case, he just truly loves the softness of your lips on his. he kisses you as much as he can, and will get all fussy and whiny if he doesn't get his good morning kiss, we-see-each-other-for-the-first-time-today kiss (note: this is not the same as good morning kiss), goodnight kiss and so on. yes, he could get it by himself, but he wants it from you first. he's just very stubborn.
watch out! he likes to draw blood on your lower lip when his intrusive thoughts win. he licks the blood off later, and gives it a loving kiss.
his hair is genuine, so he loves whenever you play with it, brush it, or take care of it in general. it's probably one of the very few human features of his, so if your boothill lets you carefully pamper it, let alone without flooding his cords, he's not only very impressed, but also very willing to indulge in more sessions.
finds it absolutely adorable when you wear his hat when he isn't looking. or, well, when you think he isn't looking.
N/SFW. minors and ageless blogs shoo!
the council has decided that he has a vibrator in place of his real junk. but if you're into experimenting and want him to feel a bit more, hm, natural - he's more than happy to change his parts. shape, size and pace - everything for his lady.
you can probably guess, but that's an absolute ass man. he sees you in tighter pants that hug you just so nicely and might go feral.
eats pussy like a starved man. he has no shame and licks, sucks, and fucks you with his tongue and THE SOUNDS could put the devil himself to shame. boothill always wants everyone to know that you're his, how you scream and moan for him, so in return - he never lets a drop of your juices go to waste, slurping and moaning into your slit.
he's literally so flexible, that he'll fuck you in every position you want him to. if it means he'll get deeper, he's on board. and probably on top of you too.
likes to grope you through your clothes. sounds very tame, but it really gets him going, and might sometimes cause trouble in public.. unless you WANT that trouble.
adding to the headcanon above - he truly just gets turned on by your skin, especially imperfections. stretch marks? he'll kiss them all, scars? he has them all memorized. when he touches you through your clothes, he already remembers what is where, it's like he's edging himself knowing that soon enough he'll undress you completely and see it clearly; he quite literally worships what truly makes you... you.
he. is. so. SO over when you pull on his hair. when you make out, when he fucks you - doesn't matter. DO IT and he'll go absolutely crazy, hissing in pleasure and grinding into you.
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 9 days
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Hear me out. Boothill is absolutely obsessed with physical touch and WILL always have an arm around your waist. He will shamelessly kiss you in front of others if anyone dares to flirt with you in his presence (he promised not to shoot anyone anymore). He WILL slap your ass if you walk past him and smirk with his arms crossed when you look back at him. Why? He knows you can't really slap his ass back (this one might hurt), but you're very welcome to try, he won't stop you. Will pull your chin up with his fingers and kiss you whenever he wants. Boothill will bite you on purpose with his sharp teeth to mark you, only to kiss the purple spots better, so you can melt under his touch. Boothill thinks the sidewalk rule is very important - that's why he pushes other people on the road, so you can have more space to walk, while holding your hand. He pulls you towards him so you hit his firm, metal chest with yours while he laughs, cupping your face roughly and gently kissing your cheek. He wants you to pull on his hair when you kiss, so you can get goosebumps when he groans into your mouth and feel his cold fingers caress your soft skin further down.
PSST! boothill relationship headcanons and more thirst here!
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 10 days
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Can you imagine Wriothesley calling you his "Duchess"? Since he is the Duke you would be the Duchess of the fortress 👀
I forget that this is a lovely nickname that he would call his s/o. He doesn’t say “duchess”, he always says “my duchess” when using the nickname. It for sure makes you blush, so that’s part of the reason why he likes calling you it, besides wanting to show his affection for you (and his claim). He loves using it to catch you off guard. Imagine you’re mad at him and he calls you ‘his duchess’ while wrapping his arms around you and peppering kisses on your face and neck. How could you stay mad at him. And he also calls you ‘his duchess’ during intimate moments the most. Like when you two are cuddling, he cups your cheeks and calls you your favorite nickname then kisses your forehead and lips. ahhh! or while you two are making love and he pauses his movements to look you in the eyes, hold you close and tell you “I love you, my duchess” then repeats the words while thrusting into you until you both cum together.
The nickname has caught on so everyone calls you 'Duchess' out of respect for you and him.
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 13 days
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Mutual Comfort
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Content: comfort fluff headcanons, he comforts you and then he gets comforted too, gn reader, you/your, old writing of Wriothesley :p
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-Should he say something? Obviously he should, he thinks as he watches your shoulders slump as you enter the shared sleeping quarters. Wriothesley, as big and burly as he is and uncaring on the outset, he cares too much for you to even take a step back to think things through. Rather, he thinks in stride,  approaching you from behind, wrapping his arms around your stomach and burying his cold nose into the crook of your neck. His lips leave a feather light touch against the skin too, but instead of kissing it, he asks you what is wrong, in a tone so soft that it is nearly out of character for him. 
-He rubs your hips as he goads you on to speak to him, please tell him what’s wrong, his touch says, how can he make it better, his kiss to your skin says, he has to do or say something that could possibly improve your mood or else he will crumble along with you
“Mon doux amour, tell me what is bothering you.. Don’t feel like this around me, like you have to hold it all to yourself. I’m not here just to look good or to act like a wall.. I’m your lover, your safe space, mon soleil..” he speaks into your ear, holding you against his chest as if you’d fall if he didn’t have his hands to hold you upright
-Slowly but surely, he pries away at your walls until you spill all the truth of your feelings to him. After he feels the need to stay with you for a while longer, to be your rock. His presence is not overwhelming or pressuring, and he gives you ample space and silence to make you comfortable and safe again. If you wish to be left alone completely, then he obliges, but not before telling you that you can always  turn to him, either for advice, a simple chat or a tea service. It doesn’t matter. He will be there for you to lean on, and he will kiss every insecurity away from your thoughts
-The same sentiment goes for him, even if oftentimes he greatly prioritizes your wellbeing over his own. He knows his limits and that they are nearly skill high, but oftentimes, too, he neglects himself for the sake of longer work hours, especially when there’s an issue in the underworld that needs his attention. He doesn’t want to see this place fail, he is not some snob that likes to see people suffer. If he was, there’d be no infirmary, and no free meals, no entertainment, no coupons, nothing but prison cells and depression and a fortress that would eventually end up flooded
-So when he sees you enter his office with a tray of tea and some snacks, he knows he has gone too far. He buries his face in his hands as he sits at his table, embarrassed to look at you but not too embarrassed not to crack some joke on his expense. And by teasing you, he hopes to lessen the importance of the situation to remove the stress he sees in your eyes and your posture, clear worry written all over you
- ”Surely this isn’t what I think it is ? You’ve missed me? How come?” he grins a toothy grin, but his eyes give away how tired he is and the moment you propose the idea of a break he sighs and his head hangs lower. He knows he can’t persuade you to leave him to his work again and he knows he can’t sweet talk his way out. So he agrees to the tea, and the break, as he always does when you ask. He sits close to you rather than opposite of you. He is craving that contact he didn’t have for the few days he holed himself up in his work business. 
-He is sure to touch you in some gentle manners. He runs his fingers up your forearm and then down, idly stroking the skin with the tips of his calloused fingers as he sips his tea, and then the next time he slides his fingers down towards your hand he sneaks his fingers between yours, interlocking your hands.
-He can’t help but feel at ease like this, and sometimes in situations like these, when it is just the two of you, you can easily catch him looking at you. Admiring you in such a way that is so pure and gentle. Like a puppy. He doesn’t even hide it, and when you catch him, the corners of his mouth twist upwards in a soft smile and his eyes sparkle as you give him attention. How  sweet
-In the privacy of his office, he leans on to you now, his head on your shoulder and his soft breaths warming your skin
-Even when he is stressed, he doesn’t lack words to compliment you inside and outside, and at times he finds himself feeling overwhelmed with the love he feels. He never put his focus on love, and never really thought he’d find someone suitable for him, but now that he has that.. he is almost lost at navigating the territory. He just knows he’d do anything for you.
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Translations:
Mon doux amour - my sweet love
mon soleil - my sun
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Wriothesley is such a cutie I Wanna Kiss him
Hi, Hi, Hi! How are you?
I am the one, who requested the FREEZING hands and I loved it. Thanks for the food. I really, really loved it! And I have another request! Their s/o just randomly telling them what their first impression of them was, when they first saw them. They always heard of like their intimidating/cold behaviour or looks, but when their s/o first saw them they didn’t think that. They thought like “Such a cutie patootie! Awww! Look at how adorable he is! I just wanna squish those cheeks!”
Could I request Cyno, Alhaitham, Wriothesley & Diluc with that? (And could I be an anon? 🪶 anon please? Pretty please?)
STAY HYDRATED, EAT ENOUGH AND HAVE A PROPER SLEEP SCHEDULE!
multiple characters headcannons!
"cutie patootie!"
characters: cyno, alhaitham, wriothesley, diluc x gn!reader
author's note: OFC I ALREADY ADDED YOU TO THE ANONS ON MY INTRODUCTION POST^^ i love this and this is probably how i would act if i was actually in genshin aka teyvat idk anyways enjoy reading this!!
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๑ Cyno
-you when you just told him this he still had a neutral look on his face.
-"and they all told me you were so so SO scary! but when i first saw you- I WANTED TO BITE YOUR CHEEKS AFFECTIONATELY!!!"
-he looked a little confused.
-"bite my cheeks?-"
-"THEY'RE SO SQUISHY!!"
-you got closer to him and cupped his face in your hands, basically squishing his cheeks, and then giving him a kiss on the nose.
-"y'know, i still feel the same about you. i don't know what the hell others are going on about."
-he's never received much affection in his life before so he's kinda confused about it, despite his cheeks getting redder and warmer by second, ever if he didn't realize it.
-"uh- thanks?"
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✧ Alhaitham
-you start ranting to him but the first few minutes he isn't even listening to you and is instead reading some book even tho he said he's literally listening.
-"'haitham! are you even listening?"
-"huh? uhm- sorry- can you repeat what you were saying?"
-you're a bit annoyed but do it anyway, and this time ge actually listens.
-"yeah? what about us when we first met?"
-he's impatient for you to finish but also curious about what you're about to say.
-now he's a bit surprised.
-"I JUST WANTED TO SQUISH YOUR CHEEKS AAH!!!!!-"
-he's SLIGHTLY blushing and has a MICROSCOPIC smile on his face but yeah.
-he's happy to know it but also- how the fuck did you think that he was a "cutie patootie" as you said?
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✿ Wriothesley
-bro would be flabbergasted but smirking at you teasingly the whole damn time
-"AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE SO FUCKING CUTE!"
-"mhm..."
-"oh~?"
-"yeah..~
-you would be blushing halfway but he'll let you continue lmao
-then he'd start talking about how he felt when you first met too and it would honestly be really cute imo
-but like okay dude why you looking at me like you'll ask me to kiss youu
-he probably will tho tbh
-not much left to say but he'll really enjoy listening to you and all cuz bffr you're 753 times more special to him cuz you didn't find him intimidating like literally everyone told you
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✯ Diluc
-he'll deny it the whole time that he finds you so adorable ranting to him about it
-but then again he appreciates it
-even tho he wishes you actually found him scary or intimidating
-"AND LIKE- YOU LOOKED SO CUTE THAT I WANTED TO JUST GRAB YOU BY YOUR HANDS AND JUST KISS YOU WHOLE FACE ALL OVER AND-"
-"i don't understand you... how the fuck do i look- what was the word... skrunkly-?"
-you laughed your ass off at that but like okay
-he looked even more confused lol
-but no matter how little he understands you, he'll always be sure to actually pay attention to you cuz he doesn't want you to feel forgotten or worth any less than you are
-he'll do his best to not come off as too rude or mean but he genuinely thinks your thoughts sometimes are weird af
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loved this one definitely
i didn't know what other word to use except for skrunkly but alr
HOPE YOU LIKED IT‼️
| 🪶anon | @mariaace <3
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Please, may I reqest genshin headcanon? Our feral!men are amazing and hot! But how would they react if this animal behavior wakes a possessive side in their human lover up too? When we're lazily making out and a reader just bites them on shoulder or neck and says "mine" in serious tone.
I love a good role-reversal. See how they like it.
Pairing: Itto, Gorou, Tighnari, Cyno, Neuveillette, Wriothesley, Zhongli x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, suggestive, biting, marking, possessiveness, making out, grinding, mentioned erection
A/N: Writing for some characters I haven't written in a good while.
Itto welcomes any possessive bites you have to give him. You have no idea how long he's been waiting for you to bite him too, to return the possessive mark he left on you months ago. He doesn't know what made you do it, but he doesn't want you to stop calling him yours.
Gorou pulls back, eyes wide in surprise only for you to push him back against the couch and kiss him deeply, making the General groan. Isn't pushing you off him but he never knew you had this side of you. Warn him in the future, he needs to hold his tail from wagging.
Tighnari bites back in retaliation of your bite. You can't bite him like that and expect nothing in return for it, but his bite is more painful due to his sharp fangs. There's a blush on his cheeks as he hears you say you're his, and every man and animal in the forest should know it.
Cyno is very playful with his bites as opposed to you being possessive with yours. It does get a rise out of him for sure, perhaps a bit too obvious of a rise. You don't even need to roll your hips against him to feel it throbbing against your thigh.
Neuvillette wraps his dragon tail around you the moment he hears you call him yours. Because yes, he is, he always will be no matter how much time passes, he will always be yours. You should say it, you should show it, however you want to, he will support it.
Wriothesley pushes you back and narrows his eyes at you, that bite was quite a bold move for you to make. Did you always have this side to you, and if so why hasn't he seen it earlier. Hopefully he'll see it a lot more in the future, now he has to return the favor don't you agree.
Zhongli holds you in his lap while you mark his neck with bite marks big and small, mirroring the marks he left on you the night before. You may not be part dragon but you're about as possessive as one. He couldn't ask for a better partner for as long as he has you.
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Just A Taste
Kisses and more (it was not just a taste)
Ft. Alhaitham, Childe, Dottore, Wriothesley, Zhongli
Warnings: 18+, mdni, making out, Dottore being Dottore, teeny bit of Dragonli
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Alhaitham:
Alhaitham's kisses, unlike his words, are gentle
Such is the way his lips find yours, soft to the touch, and every bit respectful
So much so that he always manages to catch himself as he leans in, biting his lip as he stares at you
His brow furrows in frustration with himself as he stops just short of kissing you, barely whispering a heavy "May I?"
When you assent, he finally leans in, eyes closed, palm on your cheek
Sweet, brief kisses (always at least three)
Of course, it's different if you initiate it
His hand finds the small of your back and pulls you closer, holding you in place lest you run off
If you're in the mood to kiss him, he'll push his luck for more
This time, he nibbles at your lips instead as his hands slide down from your back to your ass (he squeezes if he's in a particularly teasing mood)
And it's not hard to tell what he wants when he looks at you so hungrily like you're his next meal
Not that he'd ever act on it
Not unless you ask him to
It's almost tormenting, the way he touches you so respectfully despite so obviously wanting more
And for this, he's terribly fond of having you in his lap to enjoy the view, to see you squirm before you relent and beg him to be a little less restrained
"In that case...you don't happen to have any plans at the moment, do you? We'll likely be here for a while."
Childe:
Messy, wet, and full of teeth and nips
He kisses restlessly, like it's never enough to just be kissing you
His hands are everywhere, on your face, your arms, your chest, waist, thighs, you name it
Ajax kisses you with fervour, as though you're his first and he's trying to impress
His mouth never stops moving, be it trailing kisses across your face, or sucking on your neck, or even biting your cheek
He's always grinning too, like he's watching his favourite show
He very well may be too, with every sound leaving your lips composing his favourite soundtracks
Not that much of it can be heard when he swallows it all so eagerly
It always starts with him sitting innocently beside you too
And then his hand finds its way to your thigh as he inches closer, slipping an arm around you under the guise of a quick cuddle
Followed by a peck to your cheek as he scoots closer still
And of course, it's never enough for him, not when he craves you oh so much
So not so subtly, he rests his chin on your shoulder as his lips creep towards your neck
His movements are casual, almost lazy, and it would seem that way if not for the way he caged you in his embrace
Kiss him back and see how quickly his hold gets more playful, his hands start to wander more, grabbing and squeezing at any expanse of flesh he can reach.
More than anything, he loves murmuring praises as kisses you, as though the kisses engrave his affection right into your skin
"Mm, just a little more...I love you..."
Dottore:
He's a biter
He gets so nippy with his kisses that people worry for you
I mean, they're already worried because it's Dottore you're dating, the cuts and grazes that litter your skin only fuels their concern further
He likes it a little too much though, relishing the sight each time he adds new marks to the mix
It's like an art to him, and he wonders how many he should leave, how deep they should be, before he makes them permanent
He's very aware that you're apprehensive to him being so...violently inclined, so he contents himself with this much
Even then, he knows exactly what gets you ticking, the way your eyes flutter shut as he holds the nape of your neck to keep you from pulling away when he kisses you breathless
And while you recover, catching your breath while your mind is numb, he makes quick work at your neck and shoulders (your chest too, if enough of it is exposed)
His teeth, ever sharp, puncturing bruised skin just before he kisses it better
Cry if you will, he'll only stroke your face, his lips dancing gently across your features until the sniffling stops, and then he's right back to marking you
His hands do wonders to coax you into letting him do as he pleases each and every time
Painful as it gets, he's quick to rub soothing circles on your thighs or back, whichever is more convenient for him to hold you in place
"Hush, my dear," he mumbles against your cheek as he kisses your tears away. "You're not done so quickly, are you?"
Wriothesley:
Wriothesley kisses you with all the desperation and longing of someone dying to be in love
More often than not, he's pulling you in as you pull away for air because he's not nearly done
It's taken so much out of him to be this vulnerable with you that he can't imagine not wanting you and it shows. Very much.
You can barely pry him off you once he gets started, which is pretty funny considering how he almost seems averse to touch in public
But in private? When you drape yourself over him and kiss along his jawline so tantalisingly?
You're just begging for trouble
And what luck for you that he excels in dealing with troublemakers
The wall, his desk, they're all convenient surfaces to hold you captive for your sentence
He's quite partial to having you on his desk, though, since it's so easy to rub his hand up and down your thigh no matter how much you squirm
And then he can simply press his forehead to yours, muttering about what an attention seeker you are and sighing that you leave him no choice
He's fooling no one when he's practically grinning ear to ear as he leans in to capture your lips again
"Can't even keep your hands to yourself for a minute? I'll give you something to hold onto then."
Zhongli:
You'd expect him to be patient and gentle with his kisses
And while, yes, they are sensual to an extent, there's a certain amount of desperation to them
He's lost so many people over the years, mortal and immortal alike
The latter being worse on him because he had been so certain he'd have enough time with them
So for you, someone so dear to him, to be mortal...it's frustrating, to say the least
He tries so hard to maintain his human form but he really gets carried away sometimes, the urge to just give you the teeniest of nips with his long canines getting the better of him
His lips find yours hungrily, and when you turn you hear for air, he simply moves to your neck, your jugular
He loves feeling the warm pulse of your blood rushing through your veins, it's like sand trickling through an hourglass, letting him know he still had time with you
His lips never leave you until he's had his fill
His hands are, in fact, gentle, like a skilled potter, caressing you as sweetly as he thinks you are
You're so fragile, a mere human, and oh the things he might do to you if he were just some big bad dragon but you're just too precious to risk
His fingers dance across your skin like he's trying to paint you, fingertips feeling almost talon-like at times, but always lightly
Zhongli who wonders what your worship would feel like, but anxious he might enjoy it a little too much, pulling you up from your cosy kneeling spot so he can hold you properly
"I'm not your deity, now am I? There's no need for that, my precious, let me feel you."
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 1 month
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Sleepless Nights
“I’m tired,” you say while burying your head into your lover’s chest as you both lie on the bed
“That’s why you shouldn’t have gone to bed that late last night,” your lover commented with a slight chuckle
“Mmm” you grumpily mumble into his chest while still snuggled up next to him
“You know, whenever I didn’t get enough sleep, I would just have to keep pushing through the day until I could actually rest.”
This made you perk up a little. You knew that before moving in your lover didn’t have the best sleep schedule but you thought at least he could take a little care for his health. “Because you ended up doing a lot of work and lost track of time?” You questioned raising your head a little.
“That and…” He started to trail off. Quite a few years have passed since the so-called “incidents” of his past. Enough time that when reminded of it he can just brush it off but that doesn’t mean it occasionally stops creeping in his dreams. Before you moved in whenever these occurrences would happen he would wake up in a cold sweat. He did not want to be reminded of what happened and the fear and anger he felt those days in his sleep. So on those days he would wake up early and work out or get a head start on work for the day. He had nothing to ground him or his bottled up emotions that appeared in his dreams so for the first few hours of the day he was a little off but by the end of the day he was already over all that happened in his sleep the night before. He knows since you’ve moved in he’s been more content and relaxed before bed causing him to sleep peacefully and smoothly. However it would also be a lie to say these occasional nightmares just stopped appearing. They are, however, less frequent and he’s able to calm down much quicker by just knowing your calming presence is there. You’ve always talked about how you feel safe and comfortable in his presence and the truth is he feels the same way. Waking up from one of his cold sweat flashbacks, his heart racing a little, all he has to do is slightly look down and see that you’re peacefully sleeping on his chest. Noticing your slow and steady breaths lulls him back to a blissful sleep. Of course, he’s never told you that these nightmares sometimes happen, but he is forever grateful for your presence in silence, and if you ever needed to hear it out loud he would explain right then and there just how much you mean to him. He was then snapped out of his thoughts as he realized you were staring at him waiting for him to continue his sentence. “Sorry,” he apologized “My mind seemed to go elsewhere”
Without him even saying what he was thinking you could infer what it was about. “It’s ok, you don’t need to finish that sentence,” you started. There was a small pause before you continued, “We have each other now”
And that was all he needed to hear to know that ‘Yes, everything will be ok’
Wrote this with Wriothesley in mind but realized it could also apply to Xiao and Scara
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hugs4wriothesley ¡ 2 months
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“I’m tired.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
You burrow your face deeper into Wriothesley’s chest. Maybe if you try hard enough, you’ll be able to forget how awful things seem. Impossible, you know, but with his arms holding you so tightly like this and the comforting beat of his heart in your ear, you can damn well try. 
“Not your fault that some people suck.” Your voice is quiet and hoarse, even to your own ears.
Wriothesley just squeezes you gently and rubs your back. He hums, and the vibration travels into your own chest. “Maybe not, but I’m still sorry that some don’t treat you the way they should. That’s not fair to you, and you deserve better than that.”
And you inhale— shuddering and on the verge of tears again. Because it’s so small. Just a string of words, but after a long, long day of dealing with people and putting up with too much shit, it feels like a balm to the roil of emotions in your chest.
Embarrassingly, your breath hitches in your throat and that familiar itch makes itself known in the back of your eyes once more. The arms that cling to him shake and you squeeze your eyes shut. You sniffle, burying yourself against his chest once more and undoubtedly getting your tears all over his shirt. Wriothesley doesn’t mind though— he just holds you and lets you cry for as long as you need.
“Thank you,” is all you can manage around the lump in your throat, trying your best not to hiccup. 
There’s a quick pressure at the crown of your head— a soft, sweet kiss— before the hand at your back begins anew with its comforting rubs and encouraging pats.
Safe, safe, safe. No matter how difficult things can get, in his arms you’ll always be safe. Wriothesley will make sure of that.
“Of course, sweetheart,” he murmurs, leaning his head against yours. His warm breath brushes your ear, and his heart beats in time with yours. “Whenever you need me, I’ll always be here.”
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Piercer!Wriothesley who gives his clients his full attention and care when fullfilling their requests. He's good at comforting and calming his clients when they're nervous when getting pierced.
Piercer!Wriothesley who sticks his tongue out when concentrating on the piercing process. He unintentionally licks his lip piercing when speaking. He especially licks it when he smiles and chuckles, looking away bashfully when you tell him a joke or flirt with him.
Piercer!Wriothesley who's body is full of piercings and tattoos. He doesn't mind telling you the story behind his tattoos/piercings if you ask. It's a good distraction for his clients when he's busy piercing them.
Piercer!Wriothesley who drives a motorcycle, looking good with his leather jacket and helmet that shows his beautiful eyes. He offers to give you a ride when you told him you've never been on a motorcycle before. He helps you put on his spare helmet and tells you to wrap your arms tightly around his waist. He goes slow since it's your first time.
Piercer!Wriothesley who wipes away the tears that slip from your watery eyes due to the sting of the piercing. He then puts his hand under your chin, making you look at him to check how the piercing looks, saying "beautiful". He'll also say "good girl" when you behave and stay still. If you don't cry, he'll reward you with a kiss, maybe something more.
Piercer!Wriothesley who's favorite client is you. He always smiles when he sees you walk in his shop's door, greeting you with "what piercing do you want this time beautiful?". He gives you recommendations on what he thinks would look great on you. He flirts with you on the daily.
Piercer!Wriothesley who gives you his number in case you have any questions regarding your new piercing and the aftercare. He'd be down if you wanted to chat about other things though. He enjoys talking with you. Every time his phone dings, he hopes it's you texting him and he smiles when he sees that it is.
Piercer!Wriothesley who finally asks you out on a date one day. You had been chatting for a while and you two always flirt with one another. He's tired of being just friends. He wants to be more. He only hopes you feel the same.
~A few nsfw headcanons below~ (MDNI!)
Piercer!Wriothesley who has a dick piercing. He wouldn't mind showing you if you asked nicely. When you give him a handjob or blowjob, he loves when you give his dick piercing extra attention. Licking it or slightly tugging on it gets him harder and more vocal since he's more sensitive there.
Piercer!Wriothesley who does your nipple piercings. He tries to stay professional but he can't help it when the compliments slip out. "Beautiful tits." He says, smirking as he checks you out, tongue sticking out to lick his lip piercing. "The nipple piercings are gonna look great on you." He also can't help it when his hard cock strains against his tight jeans. He's gonna need to take care of it later after you leave. He wouldn't refuse you if you offered to help him out though.
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"Where'd you get that bruise--Oh," in which your Genshin lover gets a good look at the first hickey he left
Warnings: please excuse mistakes as I'm on a time crunch and also sleep deprived, suggestive but still safe for work, humorous in some parts
Characters: Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Cyno, Dainsleif, Diluc, Itto, Kaeya, Lyney, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Tighnari, Wriothesley, Xiao, Zhongli, gn!reader  
Aether
gets flustered
"Uh-Umm... Maybe, you should..."
he wants to say cover it up but who is he to tell you what to do?
Starts to second guess if he really gave you that
Will start to think about the events of last night and deflates with embarrassment
Finally points it out, feels kind of bad that he left a mark
"It's just...distracting...I'm sorry if it hurt,"
Albedo
stares at it for the longest time.
There's a half smile, half amused look on his face, like he wants to be happy about it but doesn't want to be too obvious.
Just chuckles and points it out without any shyness whatsoever
"It's rather obvious, but do with it what you will,"
Comes up with some sort of concealing potion to help you hide it
Brews about a 100 of 'em
Alhaitham
Sort of does a double take, looks at it for a few seconds then looks you in the eye
"I'd advise you to hide it,"
he really only says that to keep things professional when the two of you go out
but in the next second he snakes a hand up your arm with a small secret smirk between the two of you
"However, I can't say that it won't happen again...Specially when..."
He recalls the events of last night at this moment, and it seems as if he's staring into your soul. He breaks away from you with a slight hum.
"...I best be going now."
He leaves you confused, but he only hurried off because he felt an urge to give you another one then and there.
Ayato
chuckles to himself
"Well, there's no hiding that I enjoyed myself,"
but gives you helpful suggestions on how to conceal it or at least make the colour less obvious, like putting ice against it, or something.
Speaking of ice, you can simply get it from the kitchen but Ayato is a tease... "I suppose my dear sister can adequately help you with that...Though what, pray tell, would you tell her?"
You kind of shrug and say that you'll tell her an animal bit you.
Ayato is amused "An animal," but there's a twinkle and hint of lust in his eyes. "Yes, perhaps that's what I become when it involves you. The statement isn't exactly a lie,"
Cyno
is silent. Not sure if he's happy about it or horrified.
Feels like a crime cause it looks like a bruise.
Does not say anything for a good minute because he simply doesn't know what to say and is talking to himself in his mind
Like Was I really the one who did that? Last night must've been...
Snaps out of his stupor when he's reminded of the events and clears his throat to catch your attention.
"Y/N...You...I...I've managed to leave a mark...on your neck..."
You absentmindedly touch it and let out a small ohhhhhhh in understanding
Clears his throat again and looks away, pretending to be busy with something. Flustered and doesn't know what else to say.
Dainsleif
Eyebrows involuntarily raise up at the marks.
Points it out immediately
"My dear, it seems that I had a favourite spot last night," and taps on your neck to let you know what exactly he means.
"I can conceal it with a little trick of mine, if you don't mind," he says he can make it invisible to the ordinary eye but some "special" people can see it, so...
"I suppose if you run into the traveller that you'd have to be honest about it. Hm? No, I don't quite mind if they know of our relationship,"
Diluc
is surprised, then apologetic
He didn't know is fully aware how rough he had been last night
Apologizes with a slight tint of red on his cheeks and can't seem to pry his eyes away from it.
"My apologies, Y/N. It looks like I was rather...careless...last night. You should wear something with a collar today...or perhaps, my coat?"
Is seriously considering repenting about it
Itto
"Whoa--"
Is legit about to throw hands but then remembers
"Oh yeah. I did that." while scratching his head bashfully
No shame about it afterwards, even has the gall to say
"I'm surprised it doesn't look worse! It was pretty wild last nig--"
You have to cover his mouth to save yourself from embarrassment
Kaeya
smirks and leans in close to brush his fingers against the hickey.
"It isn't the most flattering of marks but... it gives me quite the sense of accomplishment,"
winks, deadass tries to give you another one right away.
"How about we try that again? Just to even it out on both sides of your neck,"
is only half joking
Lyney
mischievous laugh
is more happy about it than shy, embarrassed or apologetic
"That wasn't very nice of me wasn't it?" but is still smiling
"Unfortunately I don't think I have any magic tricks up my sleeve to fix this one,"
Grabs and hugs you by the waist "I guess we'll just have to stay in, the two of us, until it's unnoticeable"
always looking for an excuse to spend alone time with you.
Neuvillette
clears his throat almost immediately when he sees it, like he choked on water
"Y/N," he starts rather sternly but falters and takes a few seconds to think.
"May I suggest wearing a scarf today?" is awkward about pointing it out so goes the roundabout way. You're so confused because it's the middle of summer.
"Well," he coughs once to try an explain to you. "I didn't have all manners of restraint last night...You were simply...irresistible,"
points it out by gently thumbing at it
Scaramouche
shit-eating grin at the sight of it
Doesn't tell you to cover it up, most likely wants you to go parading around with it.
"Tsk. What's the harm if people ask? Just be honest and tell them," he's just fucking around with your head now
but snatches your wrist and looks you straight in the eye with a confident smirk "And be sure to tell them who gave it to you. That'll teach them to back off,"
Tartaglia
laughs but is slightly apologetic
"Couldn't hold myself back, I'm sorry. How can I make it up to you?"
You tell him that the next time he leaves a hickey, he should leave it somewhere where it's more concealed.
"Oh?" sudden glint in his eyes. You might have said the wrong thing. "No take backs, Y/N,"
I think you know what or where he's thinking about
Tighnari
Doesn't say anything at first but immediately whips up a remedy for it. Some sort of green paste that helps with inflammation.
"Here," and hands you the bowl of herbs. "For that,"
He doesn't point at it but instead eyes it rather obviously
He also watches you put the paste on "Alright, just leave it for a few minutes and it should heal wonderfully,"
He doesn't exactly feel guilty but he's more worried that people will look at you weirdly.
"I suppose I'll have to be careful next time," with a sigh.
Wriothesley
laughs but bashfully face palms and tilts his head backwards
Recovers quickly and smiles apologetically
"Sorry love, couldn't hold myself back it looks like," lovingly takes your face in his palms
Can't hold his smile back "But can you blame me? I'm not gunna hide that I was way too excited,"
Suggests you to put a bandage of some sort over it.
"I'll try to be careful next time, but no promises,"
Xiao
Freezes while looking at it
For a split second is confused where you got such a mark but then flusters himself when he remembers it was from him.
"...Y/N..."
seriously does not know what to say
stands there staring at it that you finally just check in the mirror yourself. He hears you gasp and he kind of winces to himself and now feels a little guilty.
"I...didn't mean to hurt you,"
You quickly tell him it doesn't hurt, but you were just surprised.
Thinks for a moment, then mumbles, you can barely hear him "...So it's alright to do it again?"
Zhongli
chuckles, not shy about it. just amused.
"It's no one's fault except my own. I merely wasn't paying heed to how...carnal...my desires were,"
he again chuckles as he explains.
"Not to worry darling, I'm sure Bubu Pharmacy has something to remedy it. I'll be back with it in tow,"
brushes his fingers against the hickey as some sort of apology and promise that he'll fix it
End
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Genshin first dates 3 🌹
✨Set in Fontaine✨
Mildly edited, apologies for mistakes🫶
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Wriothesley’s idea of a first date would be so unusual, that you wouldn’t even notice you were on one. He would invite you down to his office, a regular occurrence for staff at the Fortress. He would tell you to take a seat opposite him. Instead of the usual papers and files littering his desk, there would be a tray of biscuits and two cups of tea. You would go along with the conversation waiting for the point to become clear. He would ask you questions about yourself and you would reciprocate to be polite, but the whole situation would honestly leave you feeling flustered and bewildered. This would feel much too informal for a staff meeting. After one too many giggles and m feelings surfacing you would break and ask him why he called you here. Now it would be his turn to be flustered.
“What?!” He would exclaim confused. “You mean you didn’t know this was a date?”
After he apologises profusely, claiming that he thought he had made his intentions clear enough, he would tell you you are welcome to leave if you so wished. You would of course deny telling him that you are relieved to find out he feels to same as you. He would release a soft sigh before taking your hand from the table and pressing a kiss to it. Your breath would hitch and you would melt, staring at him as if he came from a dream.
Neuvillette wouldn’t ask you out. In fact he wouldn’t even register his feelings for you, discounting them at every opportunity. He believes he cannot feel like a human, but Sigewinne knows better. She sees the way he looks at you, the fondness in his voice when he talks about you (which is a lot). She also sees the red tint on your face whenever he gets too close, and the way you smile that little bit more when he’s around. So naturally, she would set you up. She would make Neuvillette take the day off work and recommend a sunset walk, knowing he would go to his favourite place. You sit at the Fountain of Lucille painting your latest commission, the fountain at sunset. You would not notice the Iudex strolling up behind you. Sigewinne is a dear friend to you, so you would be giving her commission every bit of your focus.
“That is a marvellous piece.” His voice would make you jump. He would chuckle and press his hand to the small of your back. “My apologies I did not mean to startle you.” Your head would instantly become dazed at his touch, leaving you wondering where your previous focus had drifted off to. You would tell him not to worry and offer him to join you since you could use a break. As golden hour descends upon you both, you would find yourselves sitting a little too close after talking for quite some time. His eyes would stare intensely when the shining rays graced your body. He would not resist kissing you curiously when you look so beautiful, like a fallen star sent from Celestia straight to him.
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Forever?
summary: wriothesley takes care of you when you're sick and realises the depth of his devotion to you. word count: 1488 a/n: wrio's story quest quickly became one of my favourites <3 also, thank you for the support on my past works from all the likes, replies and reblogs ! your reactions brighten my day, giving big hugs right now :')
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“And you’re absolutely sure you don’t need me to do anything?” Wriothesley said, pacing around the infirmary room. 
For the Duke who deftly ran the Fortress of Meropide, this was the first time you had seen him so on edge. And it was because of you. During your daily duties as an assistant nurse with Sigewinne, you began to feel an itchiness in your throat. By the end of your shift, you needed to lie down to stop everything in your vision from spinning.  
Sigewinne looked up at him. “Your Grace, this is the third time you’ve asked me,” she replied, her voice raising in frustration, “and as a fully qualified nurse, I assure you I have this under control!” 
Turning back to you lying on the bed, she brought out a thermometer. You opened your mouth, hearing her mutter the seconds under her breath as your temperature was being measured. Your throat began to feel ticklish again. You tried to stifle your coughing, but they erupted from you causing a fit. Wriothesley rushed to your side. In all honesty, it was interesting to see such a novel, panicked expression on his face. You wished you were in better condition so you could poke a little fun at it.
“I’m okay.” You reached out to pat his arm. “This is probably just a common flu.” 
“Y/N’s right. Coughing, dizziness, and-”  she wiggled the thermometer in the air “a high temperature. These are all clear and direct signs of a flu.” 
Wriothesley sighed. He caught your hand and caressed the back of it with his thumb. “Sigewinne told me you were unwell and I might have automatically thought of the worst.”
Your laugh came out more of a croak. “That I contracted some deadly, incurable illness that would leave me with only 24 hours to live?”
He let out a breath. “Something like that...” Moving to sit at the edge of the bed, he continued, “pretty ironic though, isn’t it? A nurse like you getting sick?”
You rolled your eyes. “Oh, I’m sure all of Celestia is rolling with laughter at me right now.” 
Wriothesley smiled. It gladdened him that you could maintain a good sense of humour, even if it was for his sake to lessen his worries. The clinking of jars pulled your attention back to Sigewinne as she packed her tools into her kit. Slinging it over her, she hopped off her chair and walked across the room to store the medical kit away. 
“I’m sorry Y/N, but I have some other check-ups I need to attend to. Are you alright to be alone for a bit of time?”
Being stuck in an infirmary was one thing, but without company? It was hardly how you wanted to spend your time. You always endeavoured to provide company for your patients. Giving them someone to converse helped divert their attention away from their ailments. However, you understood that Sigewinne had duties to fulfil.
Before you could reply, Wriothesley spoke. “Alone? I have no pressing work matters at the moment so I’d be more than happy to provide my care.”
Sigewinne squinted her eyes. “If I’m judging your capabilities to tend to someone by the way you treat your own injuries…” 
She trailed off as she examined her boss sceptically. 
Wriothesley carefully brushed aside loose hair strands from your face. A calloused hand gently caressed your cheek before it travelled to your forehead. Palm facing up, he checked how bad your fever was. The Duke whispered something to you that Sigewinne couldn’t quite make out, causing you to playfully slap his arm. 
Watching you two together was a rare study of human life for her. She saw a relationship bloom first-hand, growing from strangers, friends, and now partners. She knew Wriothesley had a tender side to him, but you had been the one to unlock the affection he had tightly secured behind iron bars.
“Perhaps I’m willing to give you a chance.”
She looked over at you with a warm smile. “Please get all the rest you need! I expect to see a full recovery in the coming days.”
You thanked Sigewinne for her kindness as she pulled Wriothesley aside and gave him some firm instructions on how to treat you. Until he was able to recite these back to her did she finally leave the infirmary. It was shocking and delightful to see how assertive she sometimes was. An exasperated Wriothesley looked over at you. He offered to carry you back to your shared private quarters since you were too dizzy to get up on your own. 
“I’m giving you a free ride right now! This is probably the best deal you’re going to get around here.”
You protested at the idea. Your embarrassment was not abated even when he mentioned that the residents of the Fortress would be retired to their quarters by now since it was evening. Under his assurance that he would deal with any unwarranted gossip about the Duke and his partner, he gingerly lifted you up from the bed, an arm wrapped beneath your legs and another around your back. You turned your face into his chest, the rhythmic thumping of his heart lulling you. If you had looked up even once, you would have noticed the blush creeping onto his ears. 
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He entered your bedroom holding a cup with steam rising from it.
“It’s honey tea,” he said, settling the cup between your hands. Your eyes shifted between the cup and his face.
“You added-”
He interrupted you, raising both hands up in innocence.
“I know, I know what you’re going to say 'Isn’t it sacrilegious for me to add anything to tea to sully it’s flavour?' but adding honey makes for a far better remedy than just regular tea.” At your bewilderment he added, “Sigewinne can back me up on this.” 
You took a sip, the warm liquid soothing your throat instantly. Putting it on the side table to cool, you sunk further into your soft bedding.
Wriothesely shifted on his feet. Seeing you laying in bed, brows slightly furrowed, breath raspy, gave him pause. 
People always had their own perceptions of the Duke. Cold, calculating, unapproachable. It was just a persona he had to uphold to set the tone for how things were handled at the Fortress of Meropide. He folded his arms, a feeling of guardedness overwhelming him. However, he also wanted people to know that they could rely on him. He wanted you to know you could rely on him. But, here he was, never having been taught how to properly look after someone, let alone himself and his own injuries. He shook his head.
It would’ve been better to leave you in Sigewinne’s care. He thought. After all, what can I do that a head nurse can’t? 
“You stayed with me,” you said under your breath, bringing him away from his thoughts. “I... didn't want to be alone so, thank you.”
His head whipped up to look at you. Though your features showed signs of fatigue, your smile was still bright. Scrunched nose, creases at the corners of your eyes. You were the one who was sick and yet you were unknowingly tending to him and his worries. Wriothesley pulled a chair over and sat by your side. 
“Don’t stay too close to me, you might get sick too,” you warned. In retaliation, he inched closer, putting the chair flush against the side of the bed frame.
“A bit too late for that. Besides, I have a strong constitution.” He took note of your falling eyelids. “I’ll stay with you as long as you need me.” 
Your voice was drowsy as you responded. “As long as I need?” You turned on your side facing him, nuzzling into your pillow. “So," you extended the syllable, "does that mean forever then?”
Forever...? 
There were very few people in Teyvat who could leave the sharp-witted Duke without an immediate reply. His thoughts were a jumbled mess. His previous feelings of self-pity battled with the very real evidence of your appreciation. 
Yes, even after my ashes are scattered among the Fontainian waters.
Maybe that would be too grand of a reply. He put his face in his hands, steadying his nerves. He imagined what your face looked like right now, your eyebrows probably raised with a teasing smile. When he felt his mouth was capable of speaking properly, he looked up, ready to answer. 
However, you were asleep.
Your fatigue had caught up with you.
Wriothesley snorted. Here he was desperately trying to come up with some semblance of a creative answer in the span of seconds, and you had passed out before he could reply. A peaceful quiet fell, backgrounded by your deep breathing. He would tell you his answer in the morning, but he decided to rehearse it now, whispering it into the open air.
“Yes, forever.”
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