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semilladeplatan0 · 10 months
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ㅡdearest, aren't you lovely?
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✑ it is mother's day today! happy mother's day to all different kinds of mom out there ♡(◕ᗜ◕✿)
✿ warning/s: fluff , slight angst if you squint enough , fem! reader , baby , mention of motherhood , just baby yanqing being a cute little baby as your son , mention of cheating (jing yuan is overthinking) , teasing , worried jing yuan and also worried reader , just fluff overall , tell me if i missed something!
✿ character/s: jing yuan , yanqing
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truthfully, jing yuan is scared. the baby babbling in his arms is the reason for that. you made it clear that you’re not ready to be a mother yet in the early stages of your marriage with him and jing yuan agreed with you as he is also occupied with his demanding work, however, everything will change in an instant once he gets home and as a good husband as he can be, he thinks that he has betrayed his promise to you.
“oh?” your eyebrows shoot up in surprise as you take a look at the little one in his arms. jing yuan heard you ask with a hushed voice, “is he yours?”
he immediately shook his head and you bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling. jing yuan, your dear husband, who wears a usual nonchalant face looks tense and worried. his eyebrows are frowning, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down and his golden eyes gaze at you with different emotions swirling inside the hypnotizing pools. you can’t help it, he is being cute. you almost forget the issue at hand until jing yuan responds in a reluctant voice, “no. he is…”
“you don’t need to explain yourself. let's discuss that later.” your words bring comfort to him and you take notice of his stiff shoulders relaxed as he sighed in relief. “but just to be sure—”
”no, no. he is not mine. neither did i sleep with anyone during my time with you—”
“easy now. i am just teasing you.” jing yuan felt his chest tightened. you smiled assuredly at him, patting his back and planting a lingering kiss on the mole in the corner of his eye. “why don’t you take a shower? leave the sleeping child in our bedroom in the meanwhile.  i’ll prepare your bath.”
“thank you, love,” he says as he glances at the baby who was sleeping, oblivious to the surroundings and noise. jing yuan did what he was told, trudging towards the bedroom with heavy, tired steps and carefully placing the baby in the soft sheets, he didn’t leave without arranging pillows and blanket surrounding the little boy as he sleeps and when jing yuan was called that the bath is ready, he gives the baby one last glance.
—and when he is done, his hair damp from the water while he dries it off with a towel, he didn’t expect to arrive at a heart-melting scene. jing yuan watches silently. on the other hand, your heart almost dropped when you saw the lids of the baby open, afraid that you had woken the little one up, you didn’t dare to move and your breath hitches as your eyes locked to his.
you thought that the baby will cry but the little one merely blinks at the new, unfamiliar person sitting on the side of the bed and smiled at you, red cheeks puffing and limbs kicking in excitement as his small arms tried to reach you, arms stretching as his giggles filled the silent room. the baby stares at you with stars twinkling in his eyes, a bright smile on his lips as tiny hands reach up to cup your cheeks once he had successfully done so, he erupted into a hearty laughter and your eyes softened at his bubbly nature.
“what a surprising addition you are to our family.” you mumbled but jing yuan heard it clear. jing yuan lives for these moments as he watches you handle the bundle of joy in your arms with care. “little baby, little baby, this i promise to you. our little baby will grow up to be a good man like yuan. isn’t he the best, don’t you agree?” and the baby giggles once again as if agreeing with you.
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semilladeplatan0 · 10 months
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Mine | Scaramouche |
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Paimon clapped her hands together as her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Look, Traveler! We're almost to Liyue Harbor!" She exclaimed.
(Y/n) laughed nervously as a small smile appeared on his lips, glancing at his companion in amusement.
"Do you have any plans once we reach the harbor?" The (H/c)-haired male asked, already knowing the answer that the young female was going to be giving.
"Wanmin Restaurant, of course!! Ooh, Paimon can imagine it now!" Paimon squealed as her mouth watered at the smell she supposedly could sense.
(Y/n)'s eyes sparkled as he shook his head as he took a pouch of mora off of his hip.
"I'm not hungry, but... How about you get yourself something to eat?" He asked, raising a brow at the white-haired girl.
Paimon gave her companion a confused look as she took the pouch of mora into her hands. "Are you sure?" She questioned, worried.
(Y/n) gave a reassuring smile. "Yes, I'm sure. If you want to, you can get me something from there for later," he answered.
Paimon pouted lightly but made a sound of agreement. "Okay! Bye bye, Traveler!" She chirped before floating off in the direction of Wanmin Restaurant.
With a sigh of relief leaving the male's lips, he pulled out a commission that was given to him in secret by Katheryne.
"Thank the archons," (Y/n) whispered before reading the commission's information that he wanted to go over.
Furrowing his brows, a single name captured his attention throughout the whole ideal.
"The Fatui, huh?" The (H/c)-haired murmured with a muffled sound of disappointment escaping from his lips.
His (E/c) hues drifted to the side making sure that Paimon was nowhere near him, before departing in the direction of where the commission wanted him to start.
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"This should be the–" (Y/n) began but was cut off by a bullet being shot in his direction, which narrowly missed him.
(E/c) eyes widened in surprise before looking ahead, and noticing the multiple Fatui members that decided to fight rather than ask questions.
(Y/n) placed a hand on his hip where a sheath would be sitting out.
"What is with you guys attacking first?" (Y/n) grumbled as he allowed his blade to manifest and pulled it out of the sheath.
He quickly jumped back as a blast of cold air was sent toward him.
"One... two... and three..." (Y/n) counted to himself quietly as he took in the weapons that the three Fatui members had.
The third Fatui member stayed behind as if they were trying to remember something the second that they and the others took notice of (Y/n).
"Who was the person that Balladeer said not to make contact with?" The Fatui member mumbled while placing a hand on their chin, ignoring the fighting that was going on in front of them.
The sound of two bodies hitting the ground captured this member's attention and saw how their team was now down for the count.
"Oh, wait. Are you the Traveler that the Balladeer talked about?" The Fatui member asked in recognition.
(Y/n) blinked as he allowed his blade to materialize back onto his hip, realizing that the third Fatui member wasn't going to attack him.
"The Balladeer talks about me?" (Y/n) asked, raising a brow in disbelief.
The Fatui member nodded their head, relieved that they didn't join in the fight.
"Sorry about them, I'm guessing you're here for something?" They asked.
The (H/c)-haired male deadpanned before nodding his head.
"I'm only here for a commission," (Y/n) answered.
The Fatui member seemed to make a sound of understanding as they casually grabbed their teammates by the back of their uniforms, and started to drag them away.
"I see... Have fun!"
(Y/n) was even more dumbfounded, but decided to slowly look away from the leaving Fatui.
All of a sudden, he felt a shiver crawl up his spine as he quickly turned around.
"Scaramouche!" (Y/n) hissed out as he took notice of the shorter male before him.
Scaramouche had a scowl on his face as he walked up to the (H/c)-haired male, and forcefully pulled him to sit on the ground.
A grunt escaped (Y/n)'s lips as he felt a hand clutch onto the front of his shirt.
Scaramouche narrowed his eyes when he took notice of scrapes and bruises forming onto (Y/n)'s skin, which he knew wasn't there earlier.
(Y/n) gritted his teeth as he grabbed onto the hand that Scaramouche had on him.
"Let me go," the (H/c)-haired male hissed out, not liking the fact he was forced to sit down.
Scaramouche finally allowed a smirk to crawl on his lips, as his indigo hues sparkled with a hint of craziness in them.
(Y/n) stiffened up as he felt a hand place itself on the back of his neck.
(E/c) eyes wavered for a quick second before glaring up at the shorter male.
"Who did this to you?" Scaramouche asked in a snippy tone.
"Oh, wouldn't you like to know?" (Y/n) snapped back before flinching at the feeling of the hand tightening.
"Tell me," Scaramouche ordered.
(Y/n) scoffed lowly. "Your Fatui. Happy now?" He answered.
Scaramouche's lips stiffened up into a straight line as his eyes wavered to show the hidden anger and possessiveness behind them.
"Why do you care anyway? Weren't you the one that sent them out here?" (Y/n) grumbled.
"I did, but I told them not to touch or get into a fight with you," Scaramouche said with an annoyed scowl on his face.
(Y/n) narrowed his eyes at the male before him. "And why's that?"
A crazed smile slipped onto the shorter male's lips.
"Because you're mine. Mine to hold. Mine to fight. And mine to have bruised and defeated," Scaramouche answered.
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