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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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This anon know what is good, i guess i never make a ask so i'm doing now. Can u do that concept with any character (and mc of course) , may a hybrid? Idk, sorry if is confuse, a lil nsfw maybe?

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✿ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 ✿

characters: cat!6reeze x nb!reader

warnings: fluff!!!! fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff! also modern au!

notes: wanted to take a break from writing smut and take inspiration from my own fluffy bby for this one. also @junerixi , simping for only one☝️anemo boy is an illness. i hope you recover soon😚 honkai:star rail ver can be read here!

art by Mechodes on twt

oh gods

a menace

a complete menace i say

you know that thing cats do? when they just keep a direct eye contact with you as their little fluffy paw slowly pushes your potted plant or a cup full of drink to the edge of the table while you watch hopelessly bc your hands are dirty or busy doing smt?

yeah, it’s the 5th time the flower shop owner is seeing you this week and your wallet is crying

it’s almost as if you two were sworn enemies in your past life and scaranya is out for blood

doesn’t have that much of a zoomie episodes but when he does oh boy

you better retreat into a safe place but even then you’re not safe from scaranya’s terrifying zoomie powers

he’s literally running and jumping around everywhere

the table, on top of the fridge, the curtains, on top of the washing machine, your little bookshelf - everywhere

scaranya is such a little shit (affectionately)

his preferred way of waking you up is faking puking noises and when you throw your covers off and literally zoom into the living room, he gives you a look as if saying “finally awake, you silly human slave”

sometimes he even jumps on top of your chest harshly but that’s only used if you’re oversleeping with your alarm clock snoozed for the past 20 minutes and you’re running late to work

despises baths with a burning passion

if you’re taking him anywhere a large body of water is, he’s trashing around, kicking, hissing, biting, scratching - the whole pack

after a successful bathing time, with added new scratch marks on yourself, he would not approach you until you fall asleep

after you have fell asleep, he would quietly approach your sleeping figure and give small, shy licks to the angry red scratches he caused as if apologizing for being so aggressive

hates rainy days too, especially the ones with thunder and lightning

jumps up 5 ft into the air if a thunder strikes and runs into your lap, shaking small body curling into himself with all of his cockiness and pride out the window

scaranya appreciates you greatly but he’s just a bit too bad at communicating and so he shows his affection by lapping up the scratches he gave you

“scaranya, aren’t you gonna go out to the back garden and play with the rest? it’s nice outside today”

hmph! what do you mean by play with the rest of the cats? he’s a royal! he’s superior! scaranya has never heard of such bullshit befor- oh! a bird! must. catch!

scaranya and miao gets into fights sometimes and whenever you separate them, scaranya goes to sulk in the corner of the house silently

until you go over to him with a sigh and pick him up gently, he doesn’t even resist - just choosing to simply curl his tail around your wrist

a solid 9/10 kitty if he would just stop being a tsundere

art by Mechodes on twt

miao acts more like a guard dog than a cat sometimes

the smallest out of all the kitties yet also the strongest one. honestly the sheer amount of times miao has taken down a wild dog 10 times his size just keeps giving you more and more heart attack

doesn’t get zoomies, if anything he stops the other kitties’ zoomies if they go a bit too far - which most of the times escalate into scaranya and miao fighting

cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting

a sweet baby

miao’s preferred way of waking you up is to silently sit on your side of the bed and stare until you get that feeling of being watched and wake up to 2 piercing yellow eyes just staring holes into your soul

yes, you have yelled and fell off of your bed many times due to that

you found little miao at a dark alleyway, covered in blood and barely on the brink of death with his tiny paws twitching constantly

grew up malnourished on the streets with his 4 siblings dying out one by one, so due to that miao’s body is very small and he’s extremely territorial with you - his one and only sweet human

always leaves his scent on you by rubbing his head around your ankles

miao is indifferent when it comes to taking a bath, unlike scaranya, and he can be very obedient as well

when rubbing soap into his legs and washing his paws he would stretch out his limbs to make it easier for you to wash him - anything to lessen the load of his favorite human

he also seems to like your co-worker, zhongli a lot

one time you came home with zhongli due to a deadline of a great project coming closer and upon seeing him, miao immediately jumped into his lap, purring lowly, rubbing his head on zhongli’s hand

yes your heart broke at the betrayal and yes miao apologized with a dead rat in his mouth

but if it’s any other guests you’re bringing home, then miao would either get on top of the fridge and simply watch or hiss at the guest

oddly likes being in high places

one time, you made him a small necklace-collar thingy out of a few pearls and he wears that with pride, chest puffed out (a replica of his necklace)

loves sleeping on the lower parts of your bed at night. it’s soft, fluffy and he can keep an eye on you and keep you safe so it’s a win-win in miao’s book

“miao-miao, do you wanna come with me to the back garden to pick up the tomatoes?”

before you can even finish your question he’s already at the back door, staring at you expectantly with his tail thumping slowly against the floorboards

thanks to miao and kazunya your house will never get any bugs, roaches or mouses inside

if feeling incredibly vulnerable and soft, miao paws at your arm to ask for pets bc he just needs the comfort of his favorite human

literally a 9/10 kitty if he would just change his way of waking you up

art by ayon🌿 on twt

heinya is another little shit (affectionately)

he likes to cause trouble and drama here and there

also really enjoys spilling tea to you

it doesn’t matter if you’re waking up and is still groggy or just coming in through the front door, back from work - heinya is spilling all the drama of the shows he watched on the tv while you were away or the different birds he saw through the window - meowing away at you excitedly

another helpful hand

if you’re coming back from grocery shopping then heinya can take some of the smallest and lightest bagged things and dragging them to the kitchen alongside miao, kazunya and nyaether

heinya’s preferred way of waking you up is to make biscuits - you know that cute thing cats do with their paws squishing at their favorite spot over and over - on your stomach or lower back or! he just meows besides your ear over and over until you eventually wake up

the perfect alarm - heinya

he’s such a sweet baby

and heinya really likes watching real life crime documentaries for some reason

at first when you found this out, you couldn’t help but think heinya is going to murder you in your sleep but soon you realized he just loves crime related things

and bc he like crime related things, you bought heinya a cute spy glass shaped squeaky toy

when getting the zoomies, heinya decides to bite and kick at the spy glass shaped squeaky toy - making the toy let out squeaks at every little kick

heinya enjoys spending time outdoors, sniffing at the different scents wafting in the air, tracking down all different sorts of footsteps and paw marks with great interest - you sometimes wonder if heinya was a detective in his past life

loves to bring you all sorts of interesting things he found - an old ripped part of a newspaper article, a weirdly shaped leaf, a flower he has never seen before, a half bitten chicken still warm - wait where’d he get this?

loves to sleep using your hand as a pillow my cat does that to me so rip bc you have been captured by the amazing detective heinya and you won’t be moving for hours on end, let’s hope you had a nice snack and a toilet break beforehand

chose to wear the smooth, black satin you tied around his neck as a collar - either bc he loves to wear soft things or he just loves it bc you gave it to him

heinya is an incredibly affectionate kitty, always meowing for you for pets, cuddles and perhaps his favorite soft wet food? he’s been really good!

doesn’t really mind taking baths as well, if anything he uses this opportunity to shake bubbles everywhere!

for some reason, also loves to groom your hand. maybe it’s just something your kitties all share?

overall another solid 9/10 kitty, if you don’t mind being splashed with water and bubbles while bathing him

art by @bbadtime on tumblr

kazunya, me beloved

literally an angel, how could you ever be mad at him even as he took a whole bite out of your potted plants’ leaf?

another kitty that loves staying in high places like miao and stay outdoors like heinya

joins miao on his duty to cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting from time to time

a lazy, sweetheart of a cat that loves to sleep on warm places and the sunlight - you literally had to buy a window sling just for him to nap under the sunlight

another helpful hand!

will drag the lightest and smallest bagged things to the kitchen whenever you come back from grocery shopping - more so if it’s cat food

isn’t a picky eater but sometimes, just sometimes, prefers food with fish in it’s ingredients

kazunya is mostly tasked to wake you up by the other kitties bc he’s the sweetest

wakes you up by purring and snuggling with your face, neck, hands - anything just you in general

soon enough, the small fluff purring and cuddling you wakes you up and as a reward for waking up, kazunya gives you a small kiss - a lick to the tip of your nose - making you laugh

doesn’t meow a lot, only when he has to or if it’s an emergency such as the litter boxes not being cleaned, the food trays being empty etc

always gives you a kazunya kiss as a thank you

a gentle baby, even to the guests

whenever a guest comes over to your house, they always gush about the cute white cat with a small red streak in his fur

kazunya doesn’t get zoomies. even if he does it’s rare like only once a week

always grooms himself to keep himself clean, not to mention his white fur sparkling as well

surprisingly enjoys bath times, would even suggest you to bathe him by tugging on your sleeve then pointing to the bathroom with his fluffy paw!

however there’s just one thing that kazunya does that makes you shiver

it’s that he always, always! brings you dead animals or bugs. birds, rats, mouses, cockroaches, crickets - anything that he managed to hunt - he brings over to you with his tail swishing happily behind him

it’s considered a gift in cat language, you know that! but it’s just a bit dirty especially if he brings over different bugs. the rats, mouses and birds you can handle but the bugs brrr

one time, kazunya proudly brought you a dead wolf spider as you held back a tear and a screech, deciding to take his gift with a forced smile

you never recovered from that

a 10/10 kitty if he would just stop bringing you dead spide - kazunya is that a mf dead tarantula in your mouth?

art by os_Amaniwa on twt

another best kitty!

a sweet kitty that never complains!

helpful, never complains, never picky with his food - a literal angel

however sometimes nyaeather disappears randomly, coming back after a day or so

he always seems to be searching for something - his twin - you soon found out, by registering him and getting his pet password

and so you decided to help him reunite with his twin by putting up posters, articles, news on the internet, tv, radio - anything to make nyaether happy

after a whole half year of dedication and endless search, nyaether’s twin was finally found!

turns out the person who adopted nyaether’s twin was your co-worker, dainsleif, the quiet and mysterious tall man

after talking to him about the situation of the twin kitties, you both have come to an agreement to let the kitties have a play date once a week

when the day of the first play date has arrived an someone knocked on your door, your kitties gave you a confused look

upon taking nyaether in your arms, you walked over to the front door before unlocking it and letting dainsleif inside. as the blond man placed down the catbag and opened it, from inside stepped out a cute, similarly blonde furred kitty with a baby blue colored collar

upon seeing the kitty, nyaether jumped out of your arms and tackled his twin. cuddling her and licking at her face with a teary eyes - you and your co-worker dainsleif couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable situation

since then nyaether had made a silent oath to always be beside you and be your best kitty! you have done a lot for him by helping him reunite with his twin - nyumine - so he would do anything in his power to lessen your load!

nyaether’s preferred way of waking you up is by giving a gentle meow beside your ear and give your cheek three kisses - repeat the process on the other side until you eventually giggle and wake up

another kitty that doesn’t mind taking baths! however he just prefers the water to have a bit of bubbles to soothe his nerves

likes to sleep in your arms since he has separation anxiety like scaranya - due to the incident with his twin

“nyaether, keep the others in check okay? i’m going out on a quick grocery shopping!”

“myaaa!”

such a sweet baby🥹

his meows are higher pitched and not full “meow” like kazunya or miao’s instead it’s a short “myaa!”

a solid 11/10 kitty. highly recommend, get yourself a nyaether today!

art by os_Amaniwa on twt

a little shit AND a menace (affectionately)

very hyper too! sometimes you wonder if nyenti has ADHD but in cat version

it’s like he’s always in his zoomie mode as if to make up for having 2 kitties that barely has zoomies - which are miao and kazunya

his affectionate attitude doesn’t help as well

twirling, rubbing himself on your lap, hand, bageling his way around you - he’s always sticking close to you 24/7

one time as nyenti was rubbing himself on your hand while you were working on your computer for an important document, he tripped and fell on your keyboard - deleting your entire progress of work with a “myeeew!”

yes, you cried that night

unlike heinya, nyenti doesn’t really enjoy being outdoors - he just prefers to stay on your lap, lazily bathing in the sun - as he sometimes meows with heinya about some dramas

another kitty that loves to spill the tea to you

him and heinya meows your ears off with the things they have seen, watched, witnessed and heard - sometimes even adding some dirt on the other kitties such as kazunya eating leaves from your potted plants, scaranya sleeping on your hoodie bc he missed you, miao destroying the pantry during his duty to cleanse the land etc etc etc

nyenti’s preferred way of waking you up is to play with your hair. whether it be grooming at your hair, playing with them, tugging on the ends gently - it doesn’t matter which form - as long as nyenti wakes you up, that’s all

he also doesn’t do much hunting either, preferring to watch from the sidelines as the others chase some bugs and small animals they found

for some odd reason nyenti likes you to put flowers on top of his head or a flower shaped charms as a collar - his most favorite and preferred one being the white lily

cut the flower's bud and place it on top of nyenti upside down like it's a cone hat and nyenti would give you the biggest, affectionate "myew!" while rolling around on the ground, showing you his tummy

a sweet kitty if he would just stop being a little zoomie induced shit

nyenti is another kitty that hates taking baths

doesn't react as aggressive as scaranya but he likes to yell his defiance a lot and i mean a lot

overall, a solid 8.5/10 kitty if he would just stop meowing loudly in your ears everytime you take him for a bathtime, making you more and more deaf

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tnsophiaonly · 30 days

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Okay, I'm sorry for being gone but

Imagine having to deal with a bunch of people speaking ancient languages.

Like Bennett speaking ancient Deutsch to you (or genshin Deutsch lmaoalaka) or Xiangling speaking ancient Chinese (or genshin Chinese skakak) to you and you're just there standing awkwardly as even Google translate won't understand.

Or if we follow the saying that everyone speaks Teyvatian language and now everyone is speaking in the most gibberish words you've ever heard, you probably understand the aranara language more bro.

And that's where Paimon and the Traveller come in! The Traveller and Paimon would gladly translate for you! They have visited this world once after all.

And like the genshin people in your world just being shocked that so many people know so much about them??? Or when they find out the one who created them isn't you, but actually some guys called Hoyoverse? They'll be in such a crisis.

But of course, they know the difference between them and you. You made them feel alive, they created them, but you—made them feel life.

No matter how many people have played genshin, the only and truly person to have made them feel alive is you and you only. That's why you're their beloved Creator!

Wanderer, Abyss Order, Arlecchino, Capitano, Columbina, Pierro, Dainsleif, Ei, Zhongli, Venti and Nahida understands you other than the Traveller.

Everyone is kind of jealous, that the Traveller could just Snoop you away and help you out every time you need some translation. They want to do that too! But they can't...

Guess they'd just need to do other unethical ways to understand your otherworldly language huh?

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primofate · 2 years

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Interrupted make-out session [Genshin Impact]

Notes: This was also a request and I liked it but for some reason I can’t find the ask anymore, I might have accidentally deleted it. Has been sitting in my drafts for a while cause idk how else to make it better. It’s still a little cringy to me, tbh.

Warnings: VERY STEAMY but generally still SFW bordering on not, you’ve been warned though, not proofread, some possessiveness, yes there are sexual innuendos, mentions of alcohol and drinking, did i say not proofread?, if there are pronoun slips please let me know.

Characters: Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli, gn!reader

Aether

The two of you never really meant for it to turn into a make out session. With Aether, there’s a lot of patience and no pushing to do things. It just happened spontaneously while cuddling in bed.

The first kiss was innocent. Just a quick peck on the lips. But something in him seemed to spur him on and suddenly he’s leaning in for another one...and another one...and another... He’s still slow about it, giving you the chance to say no but also hoping that you don’t pull away. When you don’t, he peers into your eyes and sees that they’re clouded over, just as his is and he puts his all into the next kiss.

His hand cradles your neck, his kiss is nearing hungry, wanting more of your soft lips on his. It’s an addiction now and you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck to deepen the already passionate exchange. You open your mouth to let his tongue slide in, the kisses are getting sloppy, wetter. Your legs are tangled together and the heat between your lips blooms in your stomach and has you silently begging for more. The raw emotion makes you weak.

“Hey! Why is the door locked?! Did you two forget about Paimon?! Let me in!”

The two of you pull away abruptly. Panting and flushed, Aether more so than you. There’s a subtle disappointment in his eyes, but he’s a gentleman so he smiles and gathers himself, smooths down your hair and his, kisses your nose and utters a quick “I love you,” before pushing off the bed and letting the clueless Paimon in.

Albedo

Did he plan it? You’ll never know. He took you to Inazuma with him when he was commissioned to paint The Five Kasen. Of course, he took Klee with him too.

“It’s been a while since we’ve been alone,” Albedo sets down the tea on the kotatsu and sits next to you on the tatami floor. Klee is out with the traveller and Yoimiya, and though he feels a little bad for not being able to take Klee around, he was really rather busy with the preparation of the paintings.

What you didn’t get was why he wouldn’t let YOU go with Klee instead. It’d been midday when he emerged from his separate work room and sought you out. And now the two of you sat side by side each other, you feel him snake an arm around your waist. “You’re done with the painting?” You question him as he presses a kiss on the side of your head.

“No,” he simply replies. The next time he dips his head, it lands on your lips and you instantly recognize the need in it. He rarely initiated kisses like this, the type that fanned a fire in your belly. It’s not a hungry kiss, but its long and his lips constantly move against yours, just as your head tilts to the side to give him more access.

Your hand slides away from the teacup and rests on his shoulder, his arms are coming up to your back and pressing you further into him. When he breaks away he only does so to dip back into your neck, trailing kisses up to your ear. “‘Bedo--” You shudder a little at the light and quick pecks...until your ears pick up on familiar little, running footsteps and the door making a small rattle before the two of you break away and it slides open to reveal a very happy Klee, bursting with joy about her adventures.

You pretend to be drinking tea, though Albedo’s hand is still around your waist, he clears his throat before greeting his sister. “Welcome back, Klee,”

Ayato

Intentional but has an excuse for it and kind of blames you for it.

It’s rare that he gets to go to a festival with you, but he decided that he could take a break today and walk around. Inazuman festivals are always looked forward to, with lots of stalls, festivities and the closing fireworks, it’s an enjoyable time for everyone.

For Ayato, however, he can’t help but keep staring at your kimono-clad form. You rarely wore them, only on special occasions. Simply said, you looked even more charming than usual.

So then was it his fault that he pulled you into a small alleyway in between two Inazuman houses and started kissing you? No. Not at all.

“A-Ayato--There are people--” He’s gentle when he maneuvered you against the wall, but his kiss was not. He nips at your lips in a teasing manner, and recaptures your lips over and over again with only a second to breathe between each one, his hands sliding up your hip to keep you in place.

“If you’re not too noisy they won’t notice, darling,” Ayato hides a smirk as he whispers to you, going back in for a now open mouthed and hot kiss. He just can’t get enough of you. Every breath he took was like breathing in lust and fire, seducing him to keep his mouth sucking yours.

Then, he feels something bump against his foot, he pulls away abruptly, one of his arms still leaning onto the wall next to your head and he looks down to see a colourful ball there. The sounds of kids shouting about kicking the ball too far and running after it makes him pull all the way back, just in time for the kids to stop at the entrance of the alleyway and look at the two of you quizzically, then down to their ball.

Ayato merely kicks it back towards them, and they don’t ask any questions, just caring about the fact that they can continue their game. He does pull you over and out of the small space though, despite you still being flushed and easily says. “We’ll continue later, care to come over?”

Dainsleif

Not a particularly jealous person but there are times where he can’t really stand other people giving you too much attention.

Wolvendom was apparently a dangerous place. Not for Dainsleif. Dainsleif might have been more dangerous than Wolvendom itself. So despite the dangers of the forest you find yourself at ease when he’s around.

The plan was to just pick wolfhooks, but things escalated pretty easily when you found your back against a tree and Dainsleif hovering above you. He didn’t have his arms out, nor was he pushing you towards the tree, but his gaze stayed you there. “...There was a man at the tavern who was a little touchy with you,” he started and you realized he had somehow been watching that exchange.

“He was drunk, Dain. He was kicked out a little later,” You explain as he cups your chin and levels his gaze towards you.

“...I don’t like it,” he simply says and you nod saying that you knew. No one would. However, instead of him complaining he translates his frustrations into a rather forceful kiss. Him pressing against you and trapping you at the tree, you didn’t resist, you had no intention to and all you could do was melt against him.

It would seem as if he was taking out his anger on you, but his kisses gradually ease up, and all it starts to translate to is love and of him never wanting to let you go. His hands tether at your waist and he continues to drown you with his kiss, tongue pushing against your lips, asking for access to your mouth. It’s soft yet dominating at the same time, like an artist’s brush that confidently strokes at the canvas, he continues to stroke his lips on yours.

The first signs of rainfall drip on the tree the two of you are under, it escapes past the leaves until he starts to feel it drip on his scalp. He pulls away as the rain starts to hammer harder down on the two of you. He doesn’t mind kissing you in the rain, but it was the thunder that worried him. He instinctively pulls his coat away and over your form, then retreating under a nearby shelter that he knew of.

His face still has desire painted on it, but he looks down at you, slightly drenched and looking cold and smiles a little with apology. “Sorry,” he says curtly and you only grin back at him.

Diluc

He likes the thought of being intimate with you. Kissing is just the most basic form of love that he discovered he enjoys. He enjoys it so much it’s hard for him to tell himself that one kiss will be enough.

It starts with your visit to his study. He’s there, poring over papers and the moment you walk in it’s as if his exhaustion billows away. He waits for you to approach him at his chair behind the desk and greets you by taking your hand and kissing the back of it. “Done with work?” He asks you and you nod your head with a small “Mmhmm,”

He stands then and greets you more intimately with another kiss. Gloved hand placed on your collarbone and clutching at your shoulder as he pulls you in. Your lips fuses into his perfectly, like you were made for each other and he thinks the same. It’s the exact reason why he can never just kiss you once, specially in the privacy of a room.

He kisses you again, but this time with more fervor, like he hadn’t kissed you in forever, like it was his first time seeing you in ages. His weight starts to push on you, and there’s nowhere to go but on his desk. Without ever taking his lips away he hoists you up over his desk, letting you sit comfortably while you wrap your arms around his shoulders. He’s standing in between your legs and his hands are pressed tightly on your waist. He pulls away to see the expression on your face, clearly wanting more.

He doesn’t ever complain about giving you more and the kisses heat up to the point that your tongues are dancing together, panting against the passion, your hands are tangled in his long, red hair, and you instinctively tug at the hair band keeping it together. Your body almost trembles against his at the intensity of his lips conquering yours--

“Master Diluc? The accountant is here to see you,” The knock on the door pulls the two of you apart, but he doesn’t move from his forehead to forehead position with you. It feels hotter in the room, and he’s sure that it’s not just him who feels it. He stalls for a while to think about what to say, wanting to just turn the accountant away and tell him to come back another time, but you laugh under your breath, feeling the conflict in him.

“Master Diluc,” you breathe out, clearly teasing him. “Don’t keep your guest waiting, I’ll come back later,” It’s you who pushes him away and jumps off the desk, turning to open the door and reveal Adelinde behind it. “He’ll be there in a second. Thank you Adelinde!”

Gorou

Shy. So more often than not you’re the one initiating. You’re surprised that he’s actually a good kisser, or did he just get gradually better at it? Maybe he read some books about it...

Gorou already knows what’s on your mind when you ask him “Can I see the armory?” The first time you asked that, he merely raised his eyebrows and said sure. That had turned out to be a full-blown kissing session that left him flustered the whole day.

It had actually been a while since you visited, and so when you ask “Is there anything new in the armory?” with a small grin on your face. Gorou can’t control nor hide the swish of his tail. He doesn’t admit out loud that he’s missed you far more than he can comprehend.

You’re rather shocked as well that when the door to the armory closes he’s the one who captures your lips in a kiss. He pulls away to say “I--I haven’t seen you in so long. I just--” but you silence him with another, pulling at his clothes to get him leaning on top of you, mouths meshed together.

Your hands wander up to his ears, you always do that, rubbing at it while kissing makes him let out a low growl into your mouth and give a slight jump, but he doesn’t hate it. In fact it encourages him to do more. To open his mouth and receive yours. The kissing sounds are starting to sound lewd and his hands are starting to crawl up your sides.

“General?” Gorou jerks away from you, there’s a sound of a weapon clinking, as if it was getting hung up on the wall. There are footsteps coming around to the two of you and you flatten your clothing out hastily. One of his soldiers was in the armory and emerges from a row of weapons. “Ah general! I thought I heard you!” and proceeds to ask about which weapon would suit him more, because he was having a hard time picking.

Gorou glances at you, face still flushed but there’s nothing but amusement in your eyes. He sighs inwardly and makes a future mental note to check if there’s anyone in the premises first before deciding to kiss you.

Itto

He doesn’t constantly think about making out with you but when it starts to happen he can’t get his mind out of the gutter anymore. Doesn’t have a normal amount of shame as well. So getting caught making out is like nothing to him.

His favourite place to go beetle hunting is Chinjuu forest. Apparently that’s where all the big and strong ones are. He’s looking at every nook and cranny. In the river, atop trees, under boulders, on the stone stairs, inside logs. You name it.

When he finally finds one, it’s like he hit the jackpot. “Heyyy!! Y/N, check this out!” he waves over and runs towards you to show you his new found treasure...only for him to trip on a big rock and start falling backwards, the beetle is startled and flies away from his hand.

Itto is somewhat of an impulsive klutz, and so when he realizes that he’s falling he clumsily grabs on to the nearest thing, as if it would help him. Unfortunately, that was you and you end up on the ground with him.

“Ow...Gee...Stupid rock,” he pushes himself up by his elbows and glares at the rock by his foot, then realizes that you’re completely pressed up against him and resting right below his chin. “Y/N! You okay?!”

He wraps one arm around your waist, with how burly Itto was, having you resting on top of him was nothing. He realizes how close the two of you are and a bulb instantly lights in his head. “...Wanna kiss?” He grins shamelessly and you smack his shoulder hard. “Ow!”

“Come on! Just one!” he urges and and somehow flips you over to the ground. Now he’s the one hoisting himself up above you. You consent and he giddily kisses you on the lips. Despite his size Itto is always gentle at first, and he never goes past your boundaries. Always asking if he could kiss you. He pulls away with a satisfied smile, but just looking at you under him like that...it stirs a bit of something in his gut.

“...Another one?” He asks. Eyes tacked on to your suddenly delicious looking lips. He leans in again and this time the kiss he gives has a slight nip to it, his teeth gently nibbling on your lower lip, like he’s trying to get an actual taste of you. He pulls away again, face starting to become pink. “...A-Another--” This time it’s you who pulls him down by his coat, not letting him finish his request and it turns into a full blow make-out session.

It’s a clumsy medley of kisses at first, just trying to taste more of each other and lips grappling for control. There’s a sudden, fiery urgency between your kisses, like you’re losing time, and your hands are starting to slide down his exposed midriff.

“Boss! Bossss!!” You push him away when you hear his gang members calling after him, but he didn’t seem to care and chases after your lips again. “Itto!” you hiss and punch his shoulder. “What?” he looks at you innocently. “Get off! Your friends are coming!”

“So what?” he blinks, actually looking like he doesn’t care. He just doesn’t find anything wrong about giving you affection. “Get off or I’ll never kiss you again!” You threaten and he pouts but relents. By the time his gang members arrive. The two of you are stood up, with you dusting your clothes off and Itto looking like a defeated bear.

Kaeya

You bet he initiates and he does so whenever he feels like it. However, other times, he likes to lure you into his trap by using his charms, so it looks as if you’re the one who started it but in fact he’s been sending you signals the whole time.

“Ah, so here you are,” Kaeya chuckles, kicking the door to the rooftop close as he saunters over to you. Up at the rooftop of the Favonius Headquarters, it was quiet and no one ever really went up there. You could see a small view of the town, as well as the windmills surrounding it.

You were leaning over the railings, and only turned around to give Kaeya a half-glare, crossing your arms over your chest. “Came up here to tease me more?” You said, earning another chuckle from Kaeya. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about, love,”

He lifts your face up to meet his using his finger. His grin is handsome, and the moonlight illuminates his eye that much more. Your hands rest on his shoulders as he comes nearer and you mumble at him almost accusingly. “Liar. You couldn’t keep your hands off me during the meeting...”

Kaeya doesn’t say anything but does slither an arm around your middle. He was a menace. The Favonius meetings were long sometimes, and you guessed that he got bored. He kept nudging you with his knee, and at some point had even secretly placed his hand on your thigh, tracing patterns on it with his finger, pretending to listen to the meeting minutes.

Kaeya leans in to whisper into your ear, his breathy voice sends a shiver down your neck and spine. “Can’t help it, your squirming is fun to watch,” and that’s how he gets you to press your lips on his. Just with a little urging, a little teasing, a little subtle touch. It drives you crazy and it entertains him to no end.

“Someone’s impatient,” he whispers again when you pull back, “It’s your fault,” you whisper back. This time he’s the one who makes the move. His kisses are perfect. It touches more than just your lips, it reaches your soul, your heart and the very core of your being. You’re always left wanting more. He knows how to kiss in a way that has you chasing for more, clutching at him for more. He knows that when he sucks at your bottom lip you’ll mewl and bite his back. The heated exchange continues, up until the door to the rooftop slams open.

“Sir Kaeya--Oh...Uhm...I--” The knight who walks in realizes Keaya is in the middle of something. Kaeya doesn’t have plans to turn around, but he does so only to briefly address the knight. “I’ll be there in five minutes,” Kaeya doesn’t wait for the knight to leave, and proceeds to continue kissing you until your lips are sore.

Kazuha

Gentle but will catch you off guard. Always starts off with innocent kisses up until it escalates into a desire that he can’t ignore.

The bird’s nest of the ship. That small lookout on the highest point of the mast, where a crewmember would stay and warn the other crew members if there was an impending doom coming. Like a storm, or another big ship, or a small ship they should avoid. It’s an important part of the ship, but also a somewhat private little getaway.

The breeze is always nice up here, but when night falls it becomes a tad too chilly and you end up wrapped up in Kazuha’s arms and warmth. You stay like that for a moment, just enjoying the lull of the sea and the sound of the waves. After a while longer you tip your head up to look at him, finding that he’s gazing tenderly at you.

You smile, and he follows. A little piece of heaven was so easy for him to obtain with you in his life. You tip your head up to invite him for a kiss, and he effortlessly meets your lips romantically. It takes your breath away, the manner in which he silently claims your lips as his and only his. It’s not demanding nor forceful at all, yet something about it makes you surrender and your knees start feeling weak.

His arms tighten around you, he pulls away for a brief second, only for air and comes back in immediately. This time it feels like his lips scorches yours, the flame that ignites leaves you whimpering for more, clutching at his arms, senseless to everything else except his kiss.

The only reason it stops is because you’re suddenly jerked away from him. He startles as well, feeling his feet sway a little, but his hold on you is protective and reassuring. A strong wave had nearly tipped the two of you off balance, and Kazuha looks beyond the sea to see that a storm might be brewing.

He chuckles a little, aware that he got carried away for a moment there. “Let’s go back down, love. It’ll get dangerous up here in a few,”

Scaramouche

Rough and demands it when he wants it. For him it’s like an impulse, or maybe the result of holding back too much and suddenly exploding with want.

He was sour the whole day, and you had no idea why. Possibly one of his moods. He took it out on nearly all his subordinates, shouting about how everyone here was incompetent and useless.

When night fell and the men had fallen back to their makeshift tents or quarters, Scaramouche came back to his and your tent, done antagonizing everyone for the day. He doesn’t say much as he undresses and prepared for the night, slipping on a simple shirt and shorts. You were already on your shared cot, reading a book about something trivial.

He climbs in with a huff and you can’t help but smile at how childish his temperate was sometimes, but you’re startled when he climbs on top of you, your wrists are suddenly pinned above your head by his lone hand. “S-Scara--”

Wordlessly, his lips demandingly bears down on yours. You let out a slight sigh as you kiss, your eyes immediately closing at how possessive the kiss felt, but it’s exactly the way you like it. You part your mouth for him, and his tongue lashes in like strong waves pulling you under a sudden splash of desire.

The way he kisses you is beyond hungry, devouring your lips and all your senses to focus only on him. “Scara--!” was the only thing you could let out when he pulls back for a breath, a string of saliva connecting the two of you, your face incredibly flushed. That prompts him to do more, moving to yet again taste your lips.

“Sir? There’s an emergency out at the waterfalls. It seems that the resistance is closing in,”

Scaramouche pulls away and curses under his breath. He’s about to kill that soldier who’s standing outside the tent. He climbs away from the bed and starts getting dressed again, leaving you breathless on the bed. Still, you would think he would just leave, but for you, he comes back to where you rest and places a kiss on your forehead. “Wait for me, puppy. Won’t be long,”

Tartaglia

Mischievous and almost calculated. Beckons you to initiate it and leads you into it.

His meeting with the other Fatui agents just ended, and he’s left exhausted and melting into the sofa he was sitting on. His body is totally limp, just wanting to do nothing for a moment in the living room of his hotel suite. Sure, he loved the adrenaline of battle and the excitement it brought. But meetings were something else, it took a lot out of him.

“Childe?” You peer into the living room, having taken refuge in the bedroom that whole time while he took care of his business. He immediately perks up at your voice, his energy levels spiking at the thought of you. “Here, Y/N, we’re done,” he confirms and beckons you over with his hand.

You step out of the bedroom door and walk over to him on the couch, yelping when he easily pulls you atop him, forcing you to straddle him, your knees on the couch and your hands on his shoulders. “Childe!”

He only chuckles and leans back, liking the view of things, one of his hand lazily placed on your waist. “It’s been a long day honey,” he sighs out and takes his other hand to cradle your cheek. “I think I deserve a kiss,”

Indeed he does and you agree with no complaints. You straddle his lap fully when you lean in and hotly connect your lips. Your scent is hypnotic to him, the only thing in the world that could ever catch him off guard was you. He encases your waist in his arms, pulling you closer to him until you’re pressed against each other.

“Mm,” a hint of a moan escapes his lips and into yours. He doesn’t stop kissing you, the intensity increasing with each one. He starts to kiss you in a way that makes your toes curl and your insides burn, your brain melting into nothingness, not even noticing that your hands start to slide up his shirt.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

You pull away, only to be pulled back in. “Keep going,” he breathes out, ignoring the obvious knocking on the door.

“Sir--I’m sorry. We’ve forgotten to report an important part of the mission,”

Childe clicks his tongue, but he hoists you up in his arms and shouts back. “I’m off-duty, come back tomorrow,” before the two of you disappear into the bedroom.

Thoma

Natural. It just happens when it happens. There’s not much thinking involved and there’s no prior teasing.

He’d been busy for a while, setting up things and making sure everything was in place for the Irodori festival. You, being a worker at Yae Publishing house, was also busy during that time period. For the whole festival you didn’t see each other, nor did you have the time to pass by even for a short greeting.

On the final day of the festival, Thoma finds himself waiting for you to finish your shift at the Yae Publishing House stall. “Thoma!” You run up to him, delighted to see your lover after a long week, he meets you with a hug and laugh, spinning you around once before setting you down again and walking to the restaurant that the two of you agreed to eat at for dinner that day.

It was also the celebration of the end of all your hard work for the festival. For this special occasion, he had requested a private dining room for the two of you. The night started off as normal, the two of you talking about your respective events and duties.

“I missed you,” he suddenly interjects in the middle of your story. He just couldn’t help it, it’s been so long since he saw your smiling face. “Ah, sorry, you can continue your story,” he waves a hand, urging you to go on, but you’ve stopped and shifted a little closer to him. “...I missed you too, Thoma,”

And just like that your lips were inviting his. He drops his chopsticks and turns to face you, his hands on both sides of your face to bring you closer to him, to feel his lips melt and combine with yours. He feels your fingers clutch at his shirt. Thoma’s kisses makes you forget your own name. Makes your heart beat faster and faster until it feels like exploding. Every time your lips come apart and together again you’re spun into a dizzying world of fireworks and passion.

“Y/N...” he whispers before he dives in yet again, your hands now tugging at his hair, as if wanting to sink into him deeper.

“Your drinks are here!” The door slides open rather suddenly and the two of you jerk apart, faces an intense red. The server is oblivious and hums to herself while placing the glasses on your table. “Enjoy!” She says before retreating out and sliding the door shut again.

The two of you are tense, but when you meet eyes, you can’t help but let out a snicker, he follows and the two of you are just laughing it off seconds later.

Venti

It’s like a form of entertainment for him, like a hobby. He loves kissing you and he doesn’t hide that at all.

“Venti...are you drunk?” You ask as you sit next to him at the tavern. He’s rather rowdy today, but he raises an eyebrow at your query. “Me? I haven’t even had a drink yet Y/N! I’m just excited I have time to visit the tavern again!”

The two of you are off to a table on the side, it’s a little secluded, but in no ways was it private. The deeper the night got the more people came in, but you realized that Venti wasn’t drinking any booze at all. In fact his attention was all on you, just talking to each other and enjoying each other’s company.

You don’t quite understand Venti’s attraction towards you. It’s as if he appeared one day and decided to latch on to you. Was it really love? Or just fascination? Still, he was a handful, but he was able to take care of you and be considerate of your feelings, despite being energetic and carefree all the time.

“...and so we decided to leave Dragonspine,” you finished your story, drinking some of your mocktail and noting that Venti was nodding at you with sparkling eyes.

“It must’ve been cold up there, hm?” He simply says and it dawns on you only now that his arm is wrapped around your waist and the two of you are quite cozy in that position, your body tucked in his. “You’re so cute, Y/N. It’s almost unbearable, ehe~”

Then, his eyes light up almost instantly. “Ah, you haven’t given me a kiss today! You were so busy in the morning that you forgot!” He leans in, putting his face out for you but you feel your cheeks heat up and decline his offer. “Idiot, we’re in public!”

He’s silent for a moment, realizing that you’re shy, and for some reason that face of yours spurs him even more to try and kiss you. Assertively, he uses his hand to move your turned away face to meet his and he’s the one who leans in for a mind-bending kiss.

You gasp into it, eyes widening at his bravery. Although it was loud in the tavern all you could really hear was your heart beating in your chest. He doesn’t let up, you feel his tongue prodding your lips, asking to be let into your hot mouth and your eyes close automatically, losing yourself into the sudden tingling sensation running up your spine.

He kisses you like you’re the finest wine he’s ever tasted, he drinks you up like he hasn’t had water in days and you feel his mouth just pressing on yours over, and over, and over again--

BANG!

The two of you startle away from each other. One of the waiters has smacked a medium barrel of wine on your table. The type that was for sharing and had a spout connected to it. The waiter saw you kissing, but he didn’t bat an eyelid. That happened all the time in the tavern. Instead, he actually grinned and said. “Here’s that wine you ordered, this’ll warm you both up quick,” and left cackling.

Xiao

Always doesn’t expect how he likes kissing so much. He doesn’t usually initiate but when it happens he’s also surprised by the hunger he has for your lips. It’s almost like the demon inside him comes out and wants to devour you.

Xiao has his own room in Wangshu Inn, but he doesn’t use it as much as one would think. He rarely needed sleep and staying in human quarters just seemed odd to him. He never got used to it.

As an adepti, the outdoors was his calling. It’s where he spent most of his time, even with his brothers and sisters back when they were all together. In a way he was very in touch with nature and his surroundings.

Today he spent the usual night up on the Wangshu rooftop with you. Looking down at the lights and the people weaving in and out. You came to him that night with red lipstick on, and it’s not because you had intentionally put it on. It was because you just finished an opera performance at the inn, and though you weren’t the lead singer you worked as a background dancer, and sometimes that required makeup that stood out, specially in Chinese opera.

Xiao had seen your performances several times. He didn’t say much about it, but he did comment once that he thought the story was beautiful and that your moves matched the story. That was more than enough for you, coming from him.

That night, you were merely wanting to say a brief hello, just as you always did after a show. “I’ll be going now, Xiao,” you say after a moment but his hand reaches out for your wrist and holds you in place.

You turn back with a curious look on your face, wondering if he was alright. “Xiao?” He gently pulls you towards him, and stares at your face. Something in him aches to kiss you. To mess up your makeup.

He moves you over to the wooden railing of the rooftop, your back pressing against it and him trapping you in between. He continues to stare at your lips, and you finally get the message. “Xiao, do you want to...” you gulp, and he does as well. His eyes dart up towards yours, as if asking for permission.

The permission you give is your eyes closing, head tilting the slightest bit forward, letting yourself fall vulnerable in front of him. He lets out a slight sigh at the sight before pressing your mouths together. His hand finds its way to your scalp, moving you closer to him, tasting your moist lips.

He’s aware that he’s possibly smearing lipstick all over himself, but that just heightens his desire. He wants it all over him, only him and when he pulls back to see the mess that he made of you, eyes clouded over, red lipstick smudged to the side of your lips, mouth parted as if asking for more and panting, he lets out an almost guttural groan and plunges in for more.

It’s intense, like his lips had a mind of its own and he wants nothing more than for you to just hold on to him like this forever. And then, in a sudden split second, he disappears into black smoke.

“Here’s your dinner Xiao!” The chef of Wangshu inn, Smiley Yanxiao appears at the entrance of the rooftop, but when he looks around and doesn’t see Xiao there, he scratches his head and addresses you instead. You who was covering your lips to conceal how smeared your lipstick was. “Hey, Y/N, tell Xiao that I’m placing his dinner here, okay? Thanks!”

He proceeds to place the almond tofu dish on a table off to the side and turns around to go back to the kitchen. Your heart is still hammering in your ears and you’re not sure if what happened earlier had really transpired. But when you blink your eyes again and Xiao reappears in front of you, face covered in a rare blush and avoiding your gaze, you’re a hundred percent sure it had happened, and you can’t help but feel your heart skip another beat at that.

Zhongli

Patient. Knows how to bide his time. It’s not rushed or sloppy. It’s slow and sensual and he knows what he’s doing.

“Darling, I’ll be off soon,”

It’s how your mornings with him usually start. He wakes up to tend to his duties as a worker in Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, and you also have to attend to your duties as a simple hairdresser in Liyue Harbor. Appointments with you are usually done in your home, where you and Zhongli lived. Occasionally you do home visits and go to the client’s home instead of them coming to you.

“Mmhmm, I’ll see you later,” You rush over to him who is already at the door, tip toe for a quick kiss and attempt to unfurl away from his hold, only for him to hold on to you tight.

He doesn’t like rushed kisses, though the two of you are busier than usual this morning he’ll hold fast to his promise of giving loving kisses. Never rushed nor in a hurry. “Hold on a moment, dear,” he requests and holds your chin in his hand, slightly squeezing your cheeks and holding it up for him to dip down properly and sensually into a heart-melting kiss.

It gets you every time, and you don’t know how he does it. There’s always an air of confidence in his kiss, he knows what he’s doing and he knows that it gives you butterflies in your stomach. This morning, however, instead of you pulling away satisfied with just one, you ask for more by putting your hands lightly around his neck.

He gets the message and leans into your touch, pulling you by the waist, flattening your whole body against him and starting to deepen the kiss by the second. Glued to one another he claims your mouth sensually, still not in a rush. When your lips come together, it’s soft, but it’s searing hot, as if his lips is melting your skin and kissing every crevice of your being. “Zhongli...” you breathe out when you pull apart for a second, not knowing where your sudden desire comes from.

“Hm...” He merely lets out, amused at this development and continuing to brush his lips against yours. There’s a knock on the door, and that’s a clear sign that the two of you had kissed for too long. Zhongli chuckles, knowing that it must be your first appointment for the day. Just as quickly, he regains composure and kisses your forehead for a final goodbye, like nothing had happened at all.

You’re the one who’s still flustered, staring at his back and wondering how he could open the door and converse happily with the middle aged woman waiting outside your home. You almost pout, but you see him turn towards you and mouth the words “Let’s continue later,” before he bids you goodbye and leaves you with your first client.

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mylittlesecretwish · 8 months

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I just KNOW that in a imposter au traveller won't be tricked by the imposter

They haven't being on Tevyat until now so they just get to know about you a little ago, and most important they had felt your presence when you saved them when that strange god attacked them (u know, since you have to choose a twin)

They had been your first vessel and even if isn't one of your mains it is there with you every now an then (for cinematics and some missions)

He knows your energy more than anyone else and knows that the one in the throne isn't you, but probably don't tell anyone aside from Paimon because they will be acused of being a traidor or something

#yes im simping over Aether #sagau lumine #sagau aether #sagau #sagau x reader #genshin self aware #genshin impact sagau #genshin imposter au #self aware au #self aware genshin #imposter sagau #impostor au #imposter au #drabble

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sixosix · 6 months

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accidental kissing kinda ft. aether, who teases you ab it, wc 500

You couldn’t help yourself.

How could you, really? When Aether has his head resting on your shoulder emanating peace? You can’t. You simply can’t resist it when it’s not so often you get to see his eyebrows relaxed, not furrowed or pinched downward. Or his eyes fluttered shut, not flashing with contempt or agony.

You think to yourself that if there ever comes a day where you make a terrible decision, it would be today, when your heart is beating out of your chest, and Aether won’t be awake to embarrass you after.

Carefully, you rest your hand on the crown of his head to keep him from slipping off your shoulder, and shift until you’re facing him directly. His cheek is pressed against the front of your shoulder, and there might be a trace of drool in his slumber, though you hardly care about that.

With a deep breath, you screw your eyes shut and plant a kiss on his forehead. Like you've always wanted to.

At least, where his forehead was supposed to be.

Your eyes fly open when you belatedly notice that what your lips are pressed against isn’t the warmth of his forehead. Aether’s eyes are wide open, gazing back at you.

Then it takes you about two seconds to realize you’re kissing him, and he's fully awake, bearing witness to it. Not to mention you’re kissing him a couple of inches down from his forehead.

You jump back, your heart leaping out of your throat, yet you’re unable to move when Aether has an arm snaked around your waist.

“Oh, you’re—I’m so sorry, I didn’t think—No, I mean, I didn’t mean to kiss you!”

This is horrifying. Double the horrifying. You intended to kiss him on the forehead and then return to sleep with only this secret shared between your heart and the quiet of the forest. But he woke up, moved, and your lips ended up square on his.

“That wasn’t fair,” he rasps, heavy with sleep. He keeps his arm firm while you’re trying to shuffle away. “Our first kiss could’ve been more romantic than that.”

“Nothing romantic about that!”

“Plenty romantic in waking up to an angel kissing me,” he remarks, then grins lazily, as much as his weary facial muscles can handle. And looks stupidly attractive doing it.

“Aether,” you whine, your arm flying up to cover your eyes in a lame attempt to hide your humiliation. “You know I didn’t mean to. It was—it was supposed to be—”

“It’s okay,” Aether laughs. “I know. Though, I would’ve preferred it if you meant to. You could wake me up a lot faster if you meant to do that.”

He cups your chin with his thumb and index, his eyes zeroed in on your lips. “So, if you’re going to kiss me, aim right next time.” He grins at you, his gaze melting any trace of embarrassment away. “Okay?”

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #aether x reader #aether x you #x reader #aether drabble #aether fluff #genshin fic #genshin fluff #fluff #aether fic

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auroratumbles · 27 days

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if only that was me.

the beautiful sound of your laugh seems to echo in their ears. it’s almost taunting. taunting in the way that you’re always close to them but not in the way they hope. you’re with someone else - someone who makes you far happier and the one that you love so dearly. they would never amount to that.

so they attempt to banish these unwelcome feelings, but they just return even stronger. when you ask them why they look so lugubrious around you, they dismiss it as just being a little bit of fatigue. you - skeptically - leave the matter alone, respecting their wishes to not talk about it. if only you knew.

lingering glances, fleeting touches. those are the only things that happen. and they should be satisfied, no? selfish envy remains in their mind (much to their dismay) and they can’t help but glare at the one who has unwittingly taken their chance.

if only that had been them.

abyss!lumine, abyss!aether, kaeya alberich, diluc raginvindr, kujou sara, kamisato ayaka, thoma, kaveh, xiao

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ilyuu · 1 year

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together alone.

a (very late) valentine’s day post dedicated to (almost) all of the genshin boys! just a few soft moments written for each of them.

ft. aether, albedo, alhaitham, childe, cyno, dainsleif, diluc, heizou, kaeya, kazuha, scaramouche, tighnari, venti, xiao & zhongli.

warnings : fluff here, fluff there, fluff everywhere, the tiniest of hints of angst in venti’s & zhongli’s (when you squint), slightly suggestive in aether’s, dainsleif’s kaeya’s & scaramouche’s, let me know if there’s anything i’d miss!

aether.

your hands tether themselves to his hips, and he slightly stiffens at the feeling. not to say he’s unfamiliar with it… but he’s pretty much unfamiliar with the sudden spike of heat that surged in his skin just then. and, of course, you noticed it. and with much fervor, you tug himself closer to you, hipbones against one another - that only sets off dusty pink on his skin as he quickly looks at you, only to meet the amusement stirring in your eyes.

albedo.

eyes of translucent snow stares at you - all of you, from your facial features, his hands lightly skimming, to the contours of your body, of which starts to heat up the more he continued his ministrations. that is, until he takes up your hand, and presses his lips to your knuckles - the bud of heat blooms from there on. and noting the slight shiver of your shoulders, he hums, and that's when you know that he's not going to let go of you anytime soon. and the way his hands tightens on, a so subtle tighter, says enough.

alhaitham.

you cup his cheeks, and it coaxes a look of slight curiosity, his eyes on you and you alone as you then caress his skin the pads of your thumbs. it only took a few ministrations, so soft, so gentle that he barely felt the warmth of your skin prick his, for him to realize that he made a miscalculation on his part. keyword: realize. he’d long acknowledged this as the likely of possibilities: you sitting on his lap, legs on either side of his hips, as you indulge yourself in your own curiosities. and him, also indulging you by letting you have your way.

childe.

arms around you, hands tethered to your waist, as they shift to the hems of your shirt, stroking your skin underneath. the icy tips of his fingers elicited a shiver that shook your spine, but it melted away, as does snow whenever the sun shone, when he nestled himself in the nook of your neck. and he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, a puff of air that spilled over your skin. in this moment, within the four corners of a home you’ve shared with him, it slowed, an air of tranquility lingering within the two of you.

cyno.

a peck on the tip of you nose. innocent. light. at first, of course. it took you by surprise nonetheless, a swirl of happiness stirring in your chest as you smile at him. and, as if infectious, he, too, felt that feeling in him. and so, he continues to indulge himself. with a hand stroking along your jawline, fingers that has lost its softness a long time ago tracing out your features, he peppers you with his small, fleeting affections. on your forehead, temples, your brows, eyelids… and so on.

dainsleif.

in lieu of silence that typically accompanies a night, it was soft sounds in a tandem that whisked away the tranquility. lips on his, you swallow his attempts in taking in a breath, and feel the smoothness, as well as the torn skin from the times he bit them in habit. before you found yourself too deep in the feeling, he taps on your shoulder three times, and it was enough for you to lean back, giving both him and you some much needed space (and air.) the only source of light was the moon itself, and you gave it your thanks as it let you see the heat that crawls up his skin, his neck, and to bloom across his cheeks.

diluc.

fire crackles. so does you, as his touches stoke a fervor within you. it starts off with him holding out his hand in a subtle-not-so-subtle way; an invitation for you that you accept . and it always ends up with you slowly, but surely, slipping in your fingers into his glove, which elicits a slight dust of red on his skin. you continue to do so, feeling the callouses of the palm of his hand, as well as his knuckles becoming taut to then relax for a bit.

heizou.

he has you straddling him, his hands on your hips to stabilize you, as you kiss a bit just shy of his eyes - to be exact, his beauty marks, one underneath his each of his eye. his skin faintly flushes from all of the attention, only making those features of his stand out a bit more, which coaxes a smile to spread your lips. out of thin air, he leans in, pecks just shy of that spot between your jawline and your neck, and falls back just as quickly. when witnessing the look of lost on you, he lets out a chuckle, and one of a mischievous, carefree child.

kaeya.

fingertips as wintry as hoarfrost itself melts when they touch your skin, the temperature rising up a bit when he warms his hands underneath the thin fabric of your shirt. you, on the other hand, tries not shiver every time his fingers brush along the side of your waist, your hips, and how he mistakenly grazes your spine. you’d forgive him every time though, when he lips presses against yours in a silent, gentle apology.

kazuha.

the sea’s breath of salt drifts onto the shore, bringing in the air, crisp, refreshing, to you and him, standing on the lines of sand and sea. hand in his, fingers closed in, he takes it to his lips and place a peck there, knowing that a tepidness that only he could plant blooms in place. and so it does, the simplest of acts able to fluster you - the lack of light hinders him not, for only he, the stars that lit the canopy of a night, whispers of the sea a backdrop, is a witness to it.

scaramouche.

it pours; the soft pattering of rain starts. and, for now, you find yourself underneath his hat, acting as an umbrella for the time-being. the proximity of you two sets you in a haze, a fog straying in; droplets dripping off of his skin, locks of his indigo hair clinging onto his temples, his clothes tightly— you hear a huff and that’s all it took to tug you out of your thoughts. when you lift your eyes, your breath hitches when his eyes were already on you - and it swirls of amusement, a smirk splitting his lips. he knows.

tighnari.

the scent of nectar. slithering ivy. a distant cry of a stream coursing. it all filled your senses, eyes and ears, as the life of nature stirred about. the one thing that prevented you from taking a closer look at it all was a tuft of a tail curled around your wrist, firm. (let’s leave alone how soft it felt to the touch though.) you look from the world around you to tighnari, who seems to be in thought, with the way his lips pursed, biting almost. and, to prevent that, you simply pat him on the head, softly scratching the back of his ears. you think he’d like it, if the way he stiffens, eyes slightly wide as it steers to you, is any indication.

venti.

wisps of wind drifted through your hair, immediately setting you at ease with the lightness of the breeze that dances almost childishly, carefree into the leaves aloft of you. the windrise tree grants company, comfort for those who come, and that, too, comes true to venti as well. he long sees you, and from his place among the roots, floats along the air to be carried to you - only, he stays afloat, a few inches from you.

you tilt your head, a bit confused at what he’s thinking, with the small smile he has on his face, when all he does was nestle himself in your arms. the coolness that he brought along with him was not unwelcome, if anything, nice as venti stayed still in your arms. you held him and fell into a silence meant for the two of you. (you chose not to note how his hands tightens on you in each and every passing second.)

xiao.

night enraptures the two of you, yes - short blades of grass brushing along your skin, a trickling stream nearby, a breeze whistling to the leaves aloft of you, shivering - but it's you who enraptures him far more. his hand tapped on yours, tenacious, lightly, as it asks for nothing but your attention. and so you did, meeting his eyes - that of lanterns lit with life.

the utter trust that he sees in you was enough for him to almost recoil, his fingers folding into the palm of his hand, before you take it in a swift motion. he couldn’t hold back the air that left his lips, both at the sudden action and at the tepidness of your fingers sliding between the spaces of his, closing in, and locked in your hold (and if he was to be lying amid the grass, he wouldn’t it rather be anyone else.)

zhongli.

a stream of smoke, something that comes close to sandalwood permeating the air around him. that and the feel of you, the dips and groves of your body underneath his hands, released from the confines of his gloves for the time-being. the proximity with the two of you is intimate, tender, as he finds a space by your side, and you by his. even then, you couldn’t hold back the bubble of laughter that stirs in your chest, feeling a bit ticklish. and his eyes softens from that and that alone, the sound forever kept within the recesses of his mind.

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fictoculus · 1 month

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☆ pining drabble.

THINKING ABOUT... your secret admirer and his hopeless pining. yes, he is notoriously fearless, but for some, peculiar reason, the sound of your voice alone causes his heart to pound in his chest like an animal at the bars of it's cage.

at first, he thought he was suffering some sort of vision-related illness, but after paying a visit to the region's most knowledgeable medic, he realised things weren't quite how he'd assumed...

"here is you diagnosis, sir"

"ah, thank you very much"

with a curt nod, the medic shifts their attention away from him as he reads through the medical report.

"e-excuse me if i'm wrong, but it says here that my diagnosis is..."

he inhales deeply, his head cocking to the left slightly.

"..."love", is this some sort of mistake?"

"no, not at all, it was completely intentional"

"well... w-what does this mean?"

"you're in love, sir"

it takes him some time to come to terms with it; he's in love. with you. the [name].

will he ever act on it? he's unsure. there are, of course, times where he's desperate to tell you how he really feels, to let the contents of his heart spill out like a waterfall as he confesses the secret he's hidden from everyone; not out of shame, but out of fear. he was scared you wouldn't reciprocate the feelings he felt so strongly, or even cut off any and all contact with him. he couldn't fathom the thought of a life without you; to him, a life without you is incomplete.

he wants nothing more than to love you, he can only hope you feel the same...

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4e7her · 5 months

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october writing prompt #27 - "let me be the one protecting you.”

character: sebek zigvolt, twst

contains: slight yandere themes, gn reader

"Let me be the one protecting you. The only one." Sebek's tone was almost desperate, trying to convince the both of you of his words as he gripped your shoulders. It didn't hurt. If anything, his touch was but gentle, as if you were something fragile, something he coveted beyond all else. "...Please. Please, allow me to be the one to protect you."

You didn't know where this was coming from, not really. There had been no major events in your life that could've prompted this behavior, nor concern for your safety.

"What? What's bringing this up, all of a sudden?"

He looks pained by your confusion, like the questioning tone you held would stab through his heart if you didn't wield it carefully.

"I know I've devoted myself to Malleus, but... I find that you occupy my heart and my mind more frequently than the lord I serve. It won't be long until my soul spins itself into disarray, with these lines between priorities blurring." Suddenly, he kneels before you, looking up at you with earnest and determined eyes. Was this... some kind of tradition that you didn't understand? An elaborate confession? "Allow me to lend myself as your sword."

“I- Sebek, what?” You usher him to stand up, not wanting anyone to stumble across you two in this strange situation. “I think I’m missing something here. I appreciate the thought, really, but-”

“So you accept!” Sebek’s hearing seems to be selective as he perks up enthusiastically, all traces of possible heartbreak gone from his expression as he pops up from his spot on the floor and grins at you. It was like a switch had been flipped. “You had me worried for a moment, human. But of course, to think that you would decline me would be foolish.”

“That’s not what-”

“I’m so glad that you feel the same!” He’s trampling over any of your attempts to speak up, eyes shining with happiness and delusion. You don’t think that anything you say would convince him of your true meaning, now that he’s got it into his head that you agreed with him. Fuck. “It’s obvious that you must be honored to hold my interest, but there are no need for thanks. I must tell my liege immediately!”

He brings you forward into a crushing hug for merely a moment, energy swirling like that of a tempest storm, before he suddenly rushes off with shouts for Malleus. You… have no clue what the fuck just happened.

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cvlutos · 1 year

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“God of Teyvat”

| Repost: 02.15.23 | 0.9K | Rated Mature |

Genshin!Various X GN!Reader

T.Manor.Notes: Repost from my old blog, this was first posted in like 2021 so it’s old as hell.

They are your vessel.

The twins that came from a different world. They are how you see the new plane in which you inhabit. Their eyes—yours. Their breath belongs to you. They are how you exist until you gain a body of your own. No one knows of your arrival but them. For the twin is selfish and wants you only to themself, for they view themself as the only one worthy. To be the body that you control, to feel you within them.

To be one with you.

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Barbatos is the first to know. The first to feel the wind shift and wrap around him, drawing him to you, to the twin you chose as your vessel. He is jealous. For he has sung your praises for so long, for he has sent your tales across all of Teyvat. For he is your most devoted. Yet you chose another over him.

It will take time for Venti to subdue his jealousy, but he will remain cheerful. Staring at you through the eyes of the Traveler. For he will become the most suitable host, if only for a mere moment, to gratify you. Venti is devoted. He will destroy Mondstadt if it meant that only for a mere second, he is able to see your form. Your true form, and to witness a fraction of your power. The idea makes him weak and hot, and though he speaks kind words to the traveler, they are meant for your ears. He will make sure you hear him, that you understand the lengths he’ll go to make you love him.

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Morax is the second. He learns of your arrival the moment you step into Liyue and he is angry. The earth bends and sways beneath his feet as he glares through the eyes of the Traveler’s, into yours. He has existed since the beginning; he was watched friends and lovers fall to their demise, all under your wish, under your control and desire. He will not rejoice in your return, not now, not yet.

He wants to rid of your existence. To end you, to force you back into your slumber, but he cannot. For he hates you, but not even his spear will harm a single hair upon your head, no matter the body you use. He will ignore your existence, forget that you are above him, until you appear everywhere, as if mocking him. Soon he will bend and break, before kneeling before you. He will apologize and praise you, but still, his anger has not been quelled. It will take time, but soon he will love you.

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The Raiden Shogun is the third. She learns of you the moment you step into the Plane of Euthymia for the second time, within the body of the Traveler. She will fight, blinded in sadness, until you win and she is defeated. She will cry and cling to you, clinging onto the Traveler, with wide eyes. She will beg for forgiveness, for you have learned of everything of Inazuma and her carelessness.

She will claw out her own eyes, peel at her skin, if it meant you revealed yourself. She feels the most shame and willing to toss everything aside, if it meant you’ll be happy. She loves you, adores you. Will wipe everything off of your path, give you anything to make your journey easier. She will ramble about your grace and if you want her gone, she will no longer to exist.

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“Welcome.”

They all kneel to the Traveler, to you. Who sits cross-legged, a smile across their lips. Your first vessel, a name the Traveler has taken upon themself, to show their own superiority. Venti, Zhongli, and Ei, all eager to appease you, adoring your bedroom with the finest of materials, the freshest of food, and the highest quality of products.

Venti feels weak, his face flushed. He wants nothing more than to touch you. He nudges his nose against the boot of the twin, staring into your eyes. His nails dig into the wooden floor. He can feel your presence as you stare down at him. His hips buckle blindly, a soft whine leaving his lips as he crashes to the ground. Merely a look sent him over the edge and into the pleasure of release.

Ei begs to be next. Her hands grabbed at the leg of your chair, inching closer with wide-pleading eyes. Resting her head against the twin’s thigh, squeezing her eyes close, feeling the energy of you radiate off and through her body, like electricity. A muffled whine leaves her throat, her body twitching, her chest heaving as she clung to the traveler’s clothing, drool rolling down the side of her lips. Your aura alone sending her into a frenzy as she came.

Zhongli kneeled as the other archons fell weakly to your knees. The twin says something to him, but all he can hear is your voice. “Zhongli.” As if he was lit on fire, his body burned. He was not as strong as he would like to believe, a low groan leaving his mouth. He looks up at the traveler, a scowl on his lips, while his body tense. He hated you so much. How could such a God, a God without a form of their own, control him to such lengths?

All weak to the power of the true rule of Teyvat. One that stood above and used those with visions as their vessel. One should count that alone as a blessing to come true.

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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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𝕿𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓 𝕴𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖙:

✿ SFW recipes:

Unexpected - vampire!scaramouche x nb!reader

Accidentally in love - scaramouche x nb!reader

Safe in your arms - heizou x nb!reader

Dummy, ditzy love - tighnari x fem!reader

This is home - scaramouche x nb!reader

You, my greatest treasure - beidou x nb!reader

Adventure? Adventure! - multi x nb!reader

Chu<3 - xiao x nb!reader

Experiment!modern!rubedo and scaramouche brainrot

Fairytale au brainrot

Archon!scaramouche x wandering ronin!reader brainrot

Venti - venti x nb!reader

Misunderstandings - scaramouche, childe, diluc x nb!reader

I want your bite - scaramouche x nb!vampire!reader

Home sweet home - scaramouche x nb!reader

Yours, not hers - scaramouche x nb!reader

Scaramouche and Wanderer x assisstant!reader brainrot

The wonderful tiring life of a cat parent - cat!6reeze x nb!reader

Mornings spent together - scaramouche x nb!reader

Okay maybe I am clingy... - scaramouche x nb!reader

Accidents - 6reeze x nb!reader

Recovering - kaeya, diluc and thoma x nb!reader

Oh hey, that’s my idiot - bosacius x male!reader

Karma - xiao x nb!reader

It’s not like I like you! - modern!scaramouche x nb!reader

♡︎ NSFW recipes:

Darling boy - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Sweet dreams - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

I do adore you - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Cutest popsicle - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

You, my greatest treasure - beidou x nb!switch!reader

Stay quiet - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

A little bit jelly - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Harder! - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

My first love - AFAB!sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

I can fix him❌ sub!character brainrot

Eating Ganyu out brainrot

Christmas gift - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

Windborn bard! - sub!venti x nb!dom!reader

Good kitty - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

The way of the househusband! - sub!thoma x male!dom!reader

Not done yet - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Work for it - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

More please? - sub!pantalone x nb!dom!reader

Focus - sub!albedo x nb!dom!reader

Oh sweet captain! - sub!kaeya x nb!dom!reader

Sweet like sugar - AFAB!sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

I'm trying! - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

Pretty when you beg - sub!scaramouche x male!dom!reader

Behind the bank’s doors - sub!fatui agent x nb!dom!reader

Detective’s work - sub!heizou x nb!dom!reader

Squidward nose - sub!6reeze x nb!dom!reader

The Anemo God’s devotion - sub!venti x nb!dom!reader

You, my heart - sub!scaramouche x dom!AMAB!reader

Heizou brainrots

My only God - sub!AFAB!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

nobu’s kinktober list of 2023!

knock me up! - sub!big men x nb!dom!reader

Study of a dragon anatomy - sub!dragons x nb!dom!reader

☆ Self aware AU recipes:

Yun Jin hangout brainrot

Replacement - an accident with diluc

My only God - sub!AFAB!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

⇨ psst!! the divider is from @rookthornesartistry

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cinnamon303444 · 2 months

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Kissing Headcanons For

Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, and the Travelers

Kaeya would kiss you like it was the first and last time he ever would. He'd start slow at first so as not to scare you away no matter how long you've been together. He's supposed to be a gentleman, after all, but he can't help himself. you're sitting on his lap panting because he's actively stealing your breath away. He loves you, and no matter where you two are, he will always share the most romantic kiss with you and feel no shame.

Diluc shares soft, gentle kisses with you, he's worried that you'll leave him like everyone else but he begs to keep you close, you two share kisses in private, kisses where your pressed so close together you were sure he wanted to fuse you too together so their is no chance of you leaving. But despite the secretive kissing, there will still be soft touches, on your lower back, your shoulder, and when he's partially sappy, he'll caress those pretty lips of yours

Itto likes to be romantic, slow sensual kisses is what he always has in mind when he kisses you, he wants you to feel special and loved but he can't help how rough he's being, your lips are sure to be black and blue by the time your finished and their already swollen, he'll nip at your bottom and top lip with his fangs and apologize profusely once you draw blood, he's sloppy and unorganized but he means well, better to go for quick pecks now and again instead.

Aether is nervous. He hasn't ever kissed before and acts like he hasn't even if he has, but he's trying, sweetly kissing you softly at first. You'll both be panting after fighting with some hilichurls, and he'll just grab your face and kiss you, he didn't mean to make it so rough but he just loves you so much he can't stand the idea of losing you.

Lumine, unlike her brother, is a little rougher. She knows what she wants, and she will get it, she kisses you like it will be the last time she will ever be able to, after losing her brother she was unsure if she would ever be able to care for someone like that again, then you came along and she wasn't about to let you go, you'll be in her lap or vice virsa and she'll barely let you get the air you desire.

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bluexiao · 1 year

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#writing about your idol boyfriend… and he finds out

—basically fanfic writer!reader and idol!6reeze/anemo boys and this is their reaction on finding out about it // a request // DCKZ version

—modern idol au, fluff, crack, established relationship, mentions of light jealousy

SCARAMOUCHE / WANDERER

He would be pretty surprised—how can you hide even the fact that you’re a fan and now, a fanfiction writer or whatever that thing is called. He sure knows its very existence as he knows someone who taught him that… but you? No way. No way did he believe you at first until you reluctantly showed him a snippet of your writing.

Certainly, you must be lying about this to an extent, just to show him that you favored him very much that you would write for him–very often, at that as well.

But hey, at least you were writing for him–not that he’d ever admit that it was enough to flutter something inside his chest for a moment.

Though knowing the mere fact you were writing for the others as well… Well, of course, that makes him feel a certain way that he would definitely act out on. And he’s going to be so childish about it that he’s going to make it your problem, not his–no, no, no, definitely not his.

“How brazen you are, to write not only for me but for five other men who you don’t even know well.”

It will definitely sound like him judging you, but do not get him wrong, he only dislikes the fact that you’re taking your time writing for the others–and isn’t it useless to do so? You already have him as your lover, so why is there a need to impress others by writing for your boyfriend’s–

Ugh, nevermind. It’s not that he will even tell you.

Be prepared to not have kisses or hugs or cuddles whenever he sees you writing for others. Actually, he may have to note to himself that he should make an account on that website and continue to visit your account.

Yes, it’s just to… monitor if you will characterize him or the others right. Right. It’s not because he’s jealous. Of course not, why would he be jealous?

Ugh, he definitely is though.

XIAO

You are… a fan of his? Of them?

While it is not entirely surprising that you would wound up being a fan of their music, it would be unbelievable for him to think that you would be a fan, enough to write stories and all sorts of “imagines” about them–as you’d refer to it.

Though it doesn’t bother him much, he’d be raising his brows each time he sees you on your laptop and you’d say that you’re busy writing for a post. If it was for him, he’d be a little bit flustered and would be quite clingy with you, sometimes, he’d be curious about what about him you’d be writing and how you’d write him.

“I don’t think… I would agree to cuddle someone like… that quickly and easily, Y/n,” he has this small pout on his lips as he looks up at you and meets your eyes after reading the work that you had just posted a couple of seconds ago. It made you wonder if he had your notifications on whenever you posted but you had to answer his sudden reaction.

“You’d do it for me though, right?”

There was an expression in his eyes for a moment before he looks back down to his phone screen with a brief gesture with his hand while clearing his throat.

You suppose he will after all.

Yet if it’s not him and you were writing for one of his fellow members, he would be the opposite. You would not feel how distant he was until you finish your writing, realizing that he was acting rather suspiciously, silently scrolling through his phone in a room away from yours.

He’d be difficult to console, but one Almond Tofu from you might solve it, and then tell him that you have an idea of a story for him. Of course, that might pique his interest as he chews on his favorite meal with a small blush on his cheeks and ears.

He just likes the feeling that your writing for him brings–so do write continuously for him! He’ll appreciate each and every one of them.

KAZUHA

He’d be very calm, but in reality, his heart was pounding!

You are writing for him? Ah, he certainly had not anticipated such a thing, but it would be quite a bad look for him if he outrightly says those words or express such feelings, so he tries to keep it in.

“That is actually very flattering, my love. Will you allow me to read them, then?”

Would most likely resort to teasing you–more like unintentionally, actually. He will merely be glad that those were the words that slipped out of his mouth, he guesses he was just used to teasing you that it was natural for him right now.

He’ll be quite supportive though, and will most likely create an account just to monitor and like your posts. Some, he will comment on–especially the ones that have him or were of his, you observed. Comments like “so on point! bravo!” or “this was good!” and so on.

He’d most likely end up being a writer himself on a specific site where he can freely publish his poems. This may be due to your encouragement or inspiration for your way of posting your works.

He does admit that he is not particularly fond that you are writing for the other members, or that you have picked someone else as your bias and ended up with them in your profile instead of him. While he does appreciate that you’re hiding your identity properly for your safety, it just… doesn’t sit right with him.

So what does he do? Well, he does the thing he knows best. Steal your heart and wait until you make him your profile.

HEIZOU

Interesting–it was all he can think of.

After all, he had a hunch that you were secretly a big fan of his–not that you didn’t express you weren’t, but he didn’t know it was to the extent of writing stories online about him or the rest of the group.

So, how did he found out? Well, of course, you didn’t tell him first–in the end, you did tell him, but he was the one who initiated it. He just noticed that you were either typing away on your keyboard or laptop or your phone whenever you have free time and whenever he tries to take a peek to see what was on the screen, you would always try to pull it away or sneakily transfer to another page.

And then, after a couple more observations, he was convinced that you were hiding something. At first, he thought you were planning to surprise him with something or maybe… well, he already considered a couple of other possibilities, but surely, you weren’t cheating on him… right?

Well, it didn’t seem like it. Your pattern of typing didn’t seem to be coming from someone who was talking to someone else, suggesting that maybe you were either typing for research or a report. For an essay? Or wait… You did say you liked writing.

And thus, after the confirmation that you were a writer and slyly ending up on the topic of what you were currently writing… you ended up confessing that you were actually writing for your blog, and what’s more surprising was that it was for them–him and his fellow members.

“Ah, I see! So that’s what it was,” he nods unconsciously in understanding, “such an amusing discovery. I couldn’t have expected you were a fanfiction writer. Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Of course, I knew what a fanfiction writer is. Who do you think I am?”

He still claims he is a good detective, so this kind of “discovery” would be something he’d brag about and continue to tease you about for a long time.

Also, he does seem to be a critic as well. If he ends up reading all of your works, he will probably point out the mistaken characterization, grammar, misspelled words, and so on. Toughen up your heart, buttercup.

VENTI

What can he say? Of course, he’s feeling giddy just by the thought alone! And he’d not be embarrassed to show it.

“My windblume is writing stories about me?! And to think we both are writing for each other! Why, of course, I do think about you whenever I compose a song–a love song for the love of my li-Ow! Alright, alright, I won’t tease you any more. But hey… maybe… I can read your stories? The ones for me, of course!”

He’s quite a talker, so don’t be surprised if it “slips out of his tongue” so suddenly and told it to his members. As the leader of the group, he is also responsible for keeping the group together, so being chatty was a quality of his that didn’t have to be eradicated. Thus, he might have said it while passing time or something.

Yep, definitely sounds like him–this thought would cross your mind when Aether told you about it.

Another thing would be that he would pretend to be jealous whenever you write for someone else, being pouty and whiny, telling you that you should write more for him and that you’d end up “making it up to him” by writing a piece for him.

Oh, and don’t be surprised if he will actually make a song about indirectly calling you out for being a writer that writes for him and for the other guys just for the fun of it.

AETHER

Of course, his first reaction was shock.

This is not because he was weirded out or something, it was more so for his bewilderment that… how could he not have known? Despite his appearance and personality, he must have noticed such a thing, but he didn’t. And other than that, he should have taken the time to look into your hobbies. Yes, he did know that you liked writing, but why on Teyvat did he not ask if you have published them or what you wrote about?

And instead of masking this regret, he will express it genuinely and would begin to chat with you about your writings and so on.

“How long have you been writing?”, “I see, so you can tell what our reactions would be… and write about them? Ah, no, I’m not-I’m not judging you, love. That is actually very impressive.”

Would actually be the only one in this group that would be supportive through and through–engages in all of your posts and would not feel jealous in any way whenever you try to write for the other members.

I mean, really! Even if you have a different bias, he will even give you their signature or free merch.

But don’t get him wrong. That doesn’t give you the free will to always talk about your bias. You should talk about him too! You’ll be rewarded with a bunch of kisses afterward if you do!

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated <3

NOTES. so sorry i haven’t been posting! finals just finished and i was resting the whole time and i also attended a concert not so few days ago that exhausted me greatly! but anyway i’ve had this on my drafts for so long so i’m just glad i was able to post this now! thanks to the anon who requested this! i so wanted to make a version of this aside from the dckz one~

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“Can I date Y/N, please?” [Genshin Impact - Diluc and Kaeya’s sibling edition]

Summary: In which your potential Genshin lover asks your Genshin sibling(s) if he can date you.

Characters: Diluc and Kaeya as your brothers, Aether, Albedo, Venti, Bonus: Tartaglia, gn!reader

Notes: There was a similar request a while ago but for the volleyball AU, I might do that or I might not but what are your thoughts on this brand new brainrot I have? I felt like I just needed a change of pace about what I write, needed something platonic-ish but also cute and funny??? idk. These days I feel like my genre is changing a little, or I just need a break from romance.

Warnings: crack elements, fluff, overprotective siblings, alcohol consumption, Diluc and Kaeya are civil towards each other, complicated deception in Tartaglia’s part, I only mixed and matched certain characters cause I thought those would be particularly interesting, some are longer than the others cause I enjoyed writing it more.

Your brothers: Diluc & Kaeya

Who wants to date you: Aether

“Relaaaaaaax, you’ve fought a giant dragon before, this is nothing!” Easy for Paimon to say, Aether thinks. Not for him, when he was going to ask Diluc and Kaeya for their blessings to date you. The Kaeya part, not too bad. The Diluc part...Aether didn’t know what to think.

“H-Hey, you two! C-Can I talk to you, real quick?” As the night descends Aether finds Diluc and Kaeya outside of the tavern, sharing a table together, like you said they would on Friday nights.

Kaeya’s eyes light up, tipping his glass of wine over to Aether, delighted that the traveller had decided to join them this evening. “Look who it is,” his voice, smooth as ever glides towards Aether. Diluc glances over to Aether, moves a glass over to the empty seat and curtly says “Take a seat,”

Aether feels a lump on his throat as he sits quite stiffly. Paimon seems to have stiffened up too, her talk of being brave all down the drain. “To what do we owe the pleasure tonight?” Kaeya asks while asking Aether if he wanted wine or grape juice. Aether opted for the wine, feeling as if he needed more liquid courage.

“Uhhh...” Aether starts, watching as Kaeya poured the wine, eyes darting up to Diluc who was also looking at Aether expectantly. “Well, ummm... nothing major, or dangerous, really...” he lets out a nervous laugh, tips his head as thanks towards Kaeya when he finished pouring and adds, “It’s just...about Y/N,”

Both of your siblings’ heads snap up to attention and in unison they say, “What about them?” Suddenly the fresh air seems to have disappeared despite sitting outdoors and Aether’s hands start to feel a little clammy. It looks as if neither Kaeya nor Diluc breathes, just staring at Aether to continue, blank looks on their faces.

“They...uh...They’re really nice company, you see.” Aether starts, hands coming together on top of the table, eyes darting back and forth towards Diluc then Kaeya. Their blank expressions haven’t changed.

Aether clears his throat and continues. “And, well, simply said they...They’re really nice, really...” Aether remembers you in his mind’s eye, and for a split moment he looks to be in a trance, thinking of how his heart palpitates just at the sight of you. “Really charming...Y/N is just... so...” he snaps out of his daydream immediately and straightens up again, remembering he’s in front of your siblings and it was not the right time to be dreamy-eyed right now.

But Diluc seemed to have a look of realization on his face, Kaeya chuckles and pours himself another glass of wine. Neither of them say anything, letting the traveller finish his sentence. “...Sorry,” Aether clears his throat again, “I...I’d simply like your permission to date them. Uhm...We’ve been on a few dates already, actually... I just...” Aether averts his eyes when he feels the heat on his cheeks. “I’m serious about Y/N, I just wanted to let you two know,”

There’s a moment of silence, just the sound of Kaeya sipping on his wine and clinking his glass back down on the table, before he spoke up. “Come now, traveller, you don’t think we haven’t noticed?” he grins.

“Huh?” Aether lets out, dumbfounded.

“Y/N’s been going out more frequently, it isn’t difficult to notice,” Diluc responds, closing his eyes as he takes a sip of his grape juice too. “Besides, the two of you walk around town quite often. I didn’t think it was such a big secret,”

“O-Oh...” Aether laughs nervously and scratches the back of his head. “S-So, you’re okay with it?”

“Well not so fast there, my friend!” Kaeya seems to be the more jovial one. Seems to be the one who is “okay” with everything, but on closer inspection there’s a glint in his eye, whilst Diluc actually looks calmer and more put together. “Do you really know our Y/N that well? Let’s test your knowledge, shall we?” Kaeya proposes, to which Diluc holds back a sigh. One of his silly games again, it seems.

“Kaeya here might want to test you, traveller...but I have no qualms with your relationship with Y/N......Provided that Y/N’s happy...but you have a lot of things on your hands,” Diluc’s gaze hardened for a split moment, and Aether knew what he was implying.

Aether’s search for his sister, his journey across nations and his adventuring were all a big part of his life. “Are you sure you have adequate space for Y/N in your life? If not...then I suggest you reconsider,”

It was more of a threat than anything, but Aether knew where it was coming from. What did he expect, trying to go through your two brothers who seemed like night and day, and yet similarly protective of you? Kaeya cuts the tension with a laugh. “Serious as always. See, all you have to do to get my blessing is to play a game with me, traveller,”

“Are you two trying to bully Aether?” The three of them swerve towards your voice as you stand there with your hands on your hips, eyes furrowed, shooting a concerned glance towards Aether. “I was getting worried when you didn’t show up at our meeting place,”

“No such thing,” Kaeya beams at you and Diluc casually shakes his head. “Not at all,” then they went back to drinking their respective drinks.

You sigh and place a hand on Aether’s shoulder. “I told you, you didn’t have to do this, they’re just going to make your life harder. I can date who I want, you know?” you smile at him reassuringly but Aether laughs nervously, feeling sweat on his temples.

“Come on, let’s go. Leave these two behind, they’ll get over it!” You insist, tugging on Aether’s sleeve and he complies as you turn to walk away first.

Aether turns back around to bid your brothers’ goodbye, only to find that they’re sporting rather eerie and perfect grins on their faces.

“See you around, traveller. Watch your step,”

Who wants to date you: Albedo

“You want to date Y/N?” The surprise in Kaeya’s voice is obvious. He didn’t think the alchemist was one to be interested in such things, but the fact that he had come out of his lab and visited Kaeya over at his personal office in the Favonius HQ, Kaeya had a feeling that Albedo was more than just interested.

“Yes,” The blonde replied curtly. Kaeya thought there was more of an explanation, but none followed and it was merely just himself and the alchemist just staring at each other now.

“...Is there...any reason for that?” Kaeya pries, not willing to just say yes so easily when it didn’t even seem like Albedo showed any genuine interest towards you aside from his words.

“A reason...you say?” Albedo thinks out loud, his hand coming up to rest under his chin. A few seconds pass by and as much as Kaeya respected Albedo and saw him as a good ally, his application to date you wasn’t going very well, until he started speaking again.

“...Truthfully I don’t understand it very clearly myself,” the Kreidiprinz starts. “It’s a rather peculiar feeling...of wanting Y/N by my side,” Albedo turns away and looks off into a faraway distance. “I enjoy Y/N’s observations, their ramblings, their view on certain things in life...but if you ask me for a logical reason of why I would like to date them...There isn’t one, I suppose it’s more of an emotion than a logical reason. I simply want to spend more time with them, an impossibly, illogically long time. More than I’ve already spent with them.”

Kaeya is rendered speechless by the whole thing. The alchemist had managed to answer his question in a rather unconventional yet truthful and sincere way. It sounded just like Albedo and Kaeya couldn’t help but laugh. “Looks like today’s full of surprises,” then he stands up and starts to stack the papers on his desk without giving Albedo a reply.

Albedo senses the avoidance, but is brave enough to ask again. “I assume I have your blessing, then?” his eyes follow Kaeya’s form who shrugs easily with a smile “I don’t see why not. You’ve always been a man of your word.”

“...Thank you...Would you happen to know where I can find the master of Dawn Winery?” Albedo asks and Kaeya is once again dumbfounded by how serious Albedo actually was about you.

“Diluc? Oh don’t worry about him, he’ll be fine,” Kaeya waves a hand, and Albedo is immediately suspicious.

“...I...insist. If I personally told you, it’s only right that I personally tell him as well,” Albedo reasons but Kaeya again dismisses him.

“Tell you what, I’ll tell Diluc and you won’t have to worry your head over it,” Kaeya proposes and again Albedo hesitates. It’s not that he didn’t trust Kaeya...well, maybe he didn’t, not a 100% at least, but Kaeya immediately pulls the ‘brother’ card. “You trust me, I’m Y/N’s brother after all, right?” Kaeya felt the hesitation in Albedo, but enjoys the way the alchemist seems to battle with himself on whether to say yes or no.

“...I...suppose I can let you handle it,” Albedo relents, and Kaeya claps the smaller man’s back. “There you go!”

Kaeya never told Diluc. Did he forget? Possibly. Did he do it on purpose? Most likely.

Diluc had to learn the hard way, and Albedo had some explaining to do.

Who wants to date you: Venti

“Absolutely not,” Diluc doesn’t even look up from his task of drying glasses at the bar, watching as the white cloth wipes up the residue from the cup. He doesn’t even know if the bard is serious, but Diluc has the impression that “serious” wasn’t a word that Venti usually used.

“Aweeeeee come on, why not? I can take care of Y/N! You know that, right?” Venti, sitting on a bar stool situated in front of Diluc, starts whining. Diluc’s eye twitches, he’s aware what Venti really is, and is aware that Venti can absolutely protect you. “Take care” of you though? He had his doubts.

“Protecting them is completely different from taking care of them,” Diluc simply says to which Venti hums in thought, touching his braided hair absentmindedly as he replies.

“I can do both!” He cheerfully restates and rocks back and forth excitedly on his chair.

“Forget it,” Diluc says with finality, though he knew in the end he couldn’t really stop you from making your own decisions, at least he could convey to Venti that he wasn’t completely onboard about the whole thing.

“Why are you so against it? I’ve been nothing but a good patron to your establishment!” Venti yet again protests playfully. Diluc finally picks his gaze up to look at Venti with a half-serious glare.

“A good patron? By ordering dandelion wine every night, getting drunk and forgetting to pay for it? You really think that’s the kind of person I’d want for my sibling?”

Venti slinks backwards with a nervous laugh. “I just pass out before I can hand you the money that’s all. Next time I’ll pay before drinking, eh?”

Diluc’s glare doesn’t falter. “No,” yet his hands continue to wipe. “Pay for all the ones you’ve consumed before and maybe I’ll think about it,”

Venti gasps, hand coming over to his chest. “Are you...Are you selling your sibling?! Are you saying if I pay for all the dandelion wine I’ve consumed...I’ll have your blessing?”

“I said I’ll think about it, I didn’t say yes. Besides, paying for what you consumed is common human decency,”

“Oh, good thing I’m not human then,” Venti mumbles but Diluc hears it and is an inch close to throwing the bard out of the tavern, and also forbidding you from seeing him ever again, but Kaeya walks in.

“What’s all the commotion here?” he asks, chuckling at the face Diluc was making. He looked like a volcano that was about to erupt.

“Ah! Drinking buddy!” Venti was delighted to see the knight of Favonius, thinking that he had an ally now. Kaeya salutes at Venti and takes a seat next to him on the next barstool. Diluc immediately breaks the news to Kaeya.

“This bard wants to date Y/N,” Kaeya blinks, letting Diluc’s tone and livid expression finally settle in.

Kaeya chuckles and turns to Venti, “Really now?” as if an amused child who just discovered something wonderful in a museum. “And what makes you think we’ll agree to it?” Kaeya attacks immediately and Venti is wounded.

“What? I thought you were on my side! We’re drinking buddies!”

“Precisely why I’m not sure if Y/N’s a good match for you,” There’s something a little menacing about Kaeya’s smile. “Doesn’t paint a nice picture, thinking that you’re here every night while Y/N’s all alone, you see,”

“I’m NOT here every night!” despite Venti’s cheerful disposition even that comment gets to him. “Besides, once me and Y/N are official I’d rather spend that time with them,” the bard huffs, not noticing the glint in your brothers’ eyes.

“Well, let’s settle this with a drinking challenge then,” Kaeya suggests, motioning for Diluc to give them two glasses. “You’re only worthy if you can hold your alcohol better than me,”

“Deal,” Venti is overconfident when the challenge starts. Unfortunately for him Kaeya and Diluc had already done this before. Halfway through the challenge when Venti is a little tipsy, Diluc starts pouring grape juice instead of wine into Kaeya’s glass.

Venti doesn’t understand how Kaeya wins every time.

Who wants to date you (bonus character): Tartaglia

(I sincerely think this needs a whole fanfiction of its own. Tartaglia dating Diluc’s sibling is a complicated disaster waiting to happen but I still wrote a small snippet because I think it’s an interesting thought)

“Tell me where you met him again?” Diluc asks you, pulling his glove on his hand to start the day. It should have been a normal day like any other, with Diluc going on his usual patrol in the morning, but you had sidetracked him, told him that you wanted him to meet someone, and that you’ve invited Kaeya over to the mansion as well.

Diluc could tell that whoever this person was, you already had a certain liking towards them.

“At Liyue, brother,” you say, mentally making a note that this was probably the third time you’ve said it. You can tell Diluc is anxious, possibly because this was a total stranger to him. Someone who wasn’t from Mondstadt, someone who he was only hearing about now when you have apparently been seeing him for months now.

“Why did you only tell me now?” Diluc adds, dusting his coat off and finally turning to you, brows furrowed, arms crossed. You smile apologetically.

“Well, he’s a busy person, and I was trying to find the right time to tell you.” You explain and Diluc doesn’t budge from his position as he questions, “Busy, you say?” How was he going to look after you if he was “busy” as you said.

“Yeah, a bit like you, actually. Running around doing errands,” Diluc almost winces. Since he was also a busy person, he couldn’t really say anything bad about this other person being busy. That would be hypocritical.

“10 minutes, and I’m off to work,” Diluc grumbles, but sees the delight in your eyes and he’s always had a weakness for your happiness. There’s a slight commotion downstairs which the two of you can hear, since the door to his room is ajar.

“That must be him!” and again the joy that sweeps your face is immense, Diluc is almost angry that an unknown man was able to make you this happy. He sighs and follows after you down to the living area.

Sure enough, there’s a tall man, chestnut brown hair, charming smile on his face, holding flowers. Childe’s eyes light up as well, the moment he sees you jogging down the stairs and he somewhat hesitantly opens his arms to you. Diluc doesn’t know whether to grimace at the sight of you jumping into them and him spinning you around once with a laugh, or just ignore the whole thing altogether.

For a moment you and Childe are stuck in your own world. With him telling you that he missed you, it’s been a while, and passing you the sunflowers in his arm. You’re overjoyed by the sentiment and look up at him with awe, Diluc clears his throat at that moment.

“This is my brother, Diluc. This is Childe, brother,” You introduce them briefly and Childe is the one who stretches his hand out first, Diluc only follows.

Childe knows well who your brother is, it’s the exact reason why he took extra precautions today, like his delusion being concealed. Did he originally know that Diluc was your brother? Not at all. But when he found out, he was much too in love with you already. He’d make it work, right?

If you found out that he was part of the Fatui, it’d be a problem. But if your brother found out... that would be a completely different and bigger problem.

So, he kept his facade.

“...Where do you work?” Diluc suddenly asks. He doesn’t even ask how Childe is, if he’s tired from the long journey or how the two of you really met. He gets straight to the point, and something in his instincts is flaring up.

Childe gives a pleasant smile as he takes his hand back. “The Northland Bank in Liyue, Internal Affairs,” Childe stays by your side, comforted by your presence next to him. Truthfully he’d go through any hurdle just to have you, even if it meant tearing you away from family. Was that too much?

“...The Northland Bank?” Diluc questions, eyebrow raising. “A Snezhnayan bank...and you don’t look Liyuen at all,” Childe chuckles at Diluc’s observation and gives a simple explanation.

“I’m originally from Snezhnaya. Just in Liyue for business... All my siblings are back in Snezhnaya though, so I travel pretty frequently just to see them,” Playing the ‘I’m a family guy’ card was usually a nice place to start, though Childe wasn’t sure if that was able to fool Diluc, because the red head said nothing.

“...Enjoy your stay in Mondstadt, then,” Diluc simply says and stalks off towards the door. You’re not surprised at how curt your brother is, he’s usually like that with new people, but you assumed Kaeya might be a bit more welcoming. You whisper towards Childe to reassure him. “Don’t worry, he’ll warm up later on,” and he only smiles back at you.

Just before Diluc reaches the door it opens to reveal that Kaeya has arrived. As usual he’s got that grin full of mischief on his face, but his eyes dart towards you and Childe immediately. “Ah, this must be the gentleman I’ve been hearing about,” Kaeya starts.

“Sir Kaeya, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Childe, I’ve actually brought a bottle of wine from Snezhnaya--”

“Actually,” Diluc cuts through the conversation, then places a hand on Kaeya’s shoulder. “Kaeya’ll be coming with me for a minute, he’ll be back later,” and gives Kaeya a pointed look before taking his hand back and proceeding out the door. Kaeya doesn’t falter and doesn’t look surprised at all, it must have been something important, he knows that look on Diluc’s face. So, Kaeya shrugs and addresses you and Childe.

“It won’t be long, I’ll catch up with you later. Do leave the wine with the maids. In the meantime, the two of you should walk around town for a bit,” Kaeya waves, still the ever present charming smile on his face before turning and disappearing out the door as well.

Childe can’t help but let out a sigh, he doesn’t know out of stress or out of relief. You pat his back and give him a sympathetic look. “They’re just a little strange, but they’re good people, I promise,”

Childe chuckles under his breath and places a hand on your back, smiles down at you and presses a quick kiss on your forehead.

“I’m sure they are,” he reassures you more than he reassures himself. He’s 100% sure he’s dug himself a grave. Something about Diluc’s gaze on him tells him that the Darknight Hero knows.

It’s a little strange that Childe most certainly knows that your brothers are good people.

Though, he can’t quite say the same thing about himself.

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