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#genshin impact blurb
electrosair · 6 months
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Jealous headcanons anemo + cryo ver.
english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes
characters: heizou + kazuha + scaramouche + venti + xiao + kaeya + wriothesley
word count: 1k
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Heizou
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
4/10 He's not really jealous over you, it's more with people who may get close to you, mostly because of the attitudes they may have towards you. It's not something he likes and he's not going to tolerate it either, but he will always do it in discreet ways.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
7/10 Whenever he sees someone start to make moves on you, he will pull subtle acts, as if teasing the person who is looking for a good time with you. He'd never let you know if you haven't noticed, doing things like putting an arm around you or throwing glances when you're not aware of him.
what is he most jealous of?
In cases where you realize it, Heizou would be annoyed if you jokingly and having warned him about what was going on, you jokingly play along with the other person. It's something he would draw the line at and stop doing after he began dating you.
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Kazuha
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
3/10 He is easygoing with everyone, so there are no exceptions with people who are looking for something with you. He wouldn't take it too bad either, he would leave it up to you unless you go to him for help, only then would he jump in.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
2/10 He prefers to leave you to your own criteria and freedom, as he himself has decided to do with his life. As long as you spend a certain amount of quality time by his side experiencing new things and places, that's enough for Kazuha.
what is he most jealous of?
It doesn't happen often, but it would be a thorn in his side if you go to places, which you discovered with him during your travels, with other friends or acquaintances of yours. He would like it to be something intimate and meaningful between the two of you.
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Scaramouche
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
10/10 Occasionally he may vent his jealousy on you, because of silly arguments or disagreements that you have, but mostly he would do it with those who are going to flirt with you. In the end he understands that it's not your fault, so gradually he tries to fix that problem.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
9/10 Most likely, he already felt this way about you even before you started dating officially. He would have behaviors like asking you to go out with him every day in the hopes that you wouldn't end up noticing someone else.
what is he most jealous of?
If you are outside and someone's attitude towards you really shocks him, he can't help it, an impulse in him would get you out of there immediately without thinking. Scaramouche's not going to tolerate that kind of stare over what he considers his own.
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Venti
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
4/10 Even when something in him goes wrong and he feels jealous, it's as if at the same time he knows that he must give you freedom to act as you want and after all, you wouldn't change him, right?
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
7/10 He likes to keep you close all day long, write songs and ballads of his beloved without the need to name names or tell the rest who exactly you are. He's not going to do that if it means that others also know who you are and will approach you, whether to ask about the archon or a simple bard.
what is he most jealous of?
One of his greatest fears is to keep losing the people he loves even though he knows that it is inevitable with the passage of time. Venti would not be able to bear that, apart from factors like this, you would be the one to voluntarily leave his side and go with someone else.
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Xiao
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
6/10 I feel that individual acts would make him feel insecure and jealous over you when you're away from his side, so he tries to always keep an eye on you so he knows where you are. That way he could be ready all the time when he needs to do something because of another person flirting with you.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
8/10 His way of expressing that you belong to him in some way or another would be with small marks made by his own teeth on your skin, in places where only he can see and no one else. That's why they are there after all, isn't it?
what is he most jealous of?
When you start spending more time and hanging out with other people, specifically a single one that he doesn't even know by sight and you get to complain to him that he's been checking you out more than usual. Xiao likes to think to himself that he's doing it for your safety.
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Kaeya
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
3/10 Even if he occasionally feels upset by people near you, he prefers to trust you enough that he won't try to do anything unless he feels it's too much and you're not doing anything to stop the situation.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
5/10 Only when he is aware that someone is making moves on you will he become more possessive. Whether it's to make you feel a little safer if you send him a look of distress, or to scare off whoever you have after you, no one is going to mess with the cavalry captain's partner.
what is he most jealous of?
It's something he enjoys taking you to bars so you can try his favorite drinks and he can see your reactions. But every time he goes away for more than three seconds and someone comes to buy you a drink Kaeya's face changes, he would come back as fast as possible to your side.
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Wriothesley
how jealous is he from 1 to 10?
2/10 Just enough to throw a glance, although he would only do something directly to the person who is flirting with you if their actions escalate quickly. In those cases it would be more to defend you than for his own jealousy, he is not afraid to come to blows.
how possessive is he from 1 to 10?
6/10 He would like to show everyone with a minimal amount of interest that the two of you are doing well together and that you are his, whether it's by pressing you against his body or asking you to stay in his office on his busiest days.
what is he most jealous of?
Definitely some people would only approach you to do you favors and earn Wriothesley's or get closer to him in some way. He would try to keep you away from these people whenever he could, keeping you by his side whenever he saw strange behavior.
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bvnnyangel · 5 months
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18+ mdni
Just a little blurb, self indulgent (like all my other works on this acct), Gn!Reader although fem terms used (princess, pretty girl), mentioned reader is smaller than him
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Thinking about Thoma + fake sympathy oh my god
You couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. Thoma is so kind to you and always treats you like a princess. He's like your little shadow, no matter where you are he's one step behind you, ready to do anything you ask of him.
But he can be so mean in bed :( on y'all's day off you would spend the day together and he'd be sure to rile you up every chance he got throughout the day. Lightly grabbing your thigh under the table, tracing his finger up and down your spine, even whispering dirty praises in your ear! So by the time you were back home, you were a whiny desperate mess, just how he liked it.
"Thoma..." you'd grip at his shirt, looking up at him with furrowed brows. "What is it baby?" He'd grin at you with a fake innocent tone to his voice. For such a kind boy he can be so frustrating when he wants to! "Mm i need you... please?" He wastes no time, connecting his lips to yours, wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you so your bodies are against each other. His other hand explores the crevices of your body, wanting to feel every part of you. Thoma licks your bottom lip, asking for your approval to continue. And you obediently opened for him to do as he pleases. His tongue slides into your mouth, exploring every inch of it. A whine escapes you at the sensation and you can feel him smirk against you.
Never breaking the kiss, he guides you to his bedroom, not bothering to shut the door behind him, he lays you onto the bed, finally separating. "Poor baby.. look at you, you're a mess." His tone is filled with amusement and lust although he covers it with a false sympathy. He has a pout on his face as he rubs a thumb on your cheek. "Want me to take care of you pretty girl?"
You eagerly nod before he slowly starts to remove your clothing until you're completely bare for him. He leans down to place gentle kisses on your neck, trailing down until he reaches your thighs. He nips at you causing you to jolt, earning a low chuckle from him. His hand moves to your other thigh massaging it, making sure to give it equal attention.
You start to get antsy, he's so close to where you want it most and yet he never quite reaches it. You're squirming under his grip as he moves his hands to your hips, pushing you further against the bed to restrict your movement. Your whole body feels like it's on fire and your hands are slightly shaking as you let out a whine of frustration. "Use your words princess." You squeeze your eyes shut for a moment before responding "Please, make me cum Thoma." That was enough for him, finally giving you what you'd been wanting all day, as he dives down to devour you.
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IM TOO EMBARRASSED TO CONTINUE, SMUT WRITERS I UNDERESTIMATED YALL. Maybe when i get more confident with writing ill continue THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING AN ACTUAL FIC
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For the holiday event - Scaramouche and mistletoe, maybe? 😘
Great choice, dear anon! I really enjoyed working on this one, so I hope y'all will like it too. Here's Day 3 of JJ's advent calendar. :)
Day 3: Scaramouche + “mistletoe”
If Scaramouche was being honest, he knew absolutely nothing about the holiday season and the various traditions and customs people put into action each and every year. He didn’t understand why they were making such a fuss about decorating their homes and buying presents for relatives they despised anyway – or what was so special about mulled wine, hot chocolate and cookies. He also didn’t understand why you were acting so embarrassed and weird since you had run into him a couple of minutes ago. Usually, you appeared to be quite happy whenever your paths crossed but today, you avoided his gaze at all costs, focusing on everything else but him. Especially the bundle of twigs that was hanging in the doorframe, tied together with a red ribbon, seemed to catch your attention. 
“You’re acting all weird today,” Scaramouche finally said. “What is wrong?” 
For a couple of seconds, you remained silent. Then, with an awkward chuckle, you pointed at the greenery above your heads. “That’s a mistletoe,” you explained, clearly hesitant to continue when all he did was raise his eyebrows. “So, usually… the two people standing beneath them have to, um, kiss.”
“Kiss,” Scaramouche repeated in a tone like he had never heard the word before, and you felt your face heat up. “Yeah. I mean, it’s not – it’s surely not mandatory, so… we could just walk away and pretend like this never happened, or we could-“
You stopped talking when Scaramouche took a step forward, resting one of his hands on your hip while the other found its way to the back of your head, gently guiding you forward until your lips met in a soft, almost chaste kiss.
And right after breaking the kiss, he suddenly found himself craving more. So, he kissed you a second time. And a third time. And maybe, just maybe, some holiday traditions weren’t too bad, after all.  
Taglist: @kaeyas-beloved @the-gayest-sky-kid @ajaxstar @genshinparty
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saeyoungchoismaid · 2 years
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[10:18 pm]
You curl further into Kaeya as he rubs his hand up and down your back, softly humming a random tune. He may not be much of a singer, but he’s a wonderful hummer. Before you even realize it, your eyes are starting to droop.
“Tired, angel?” he coos teasingly. Despite his prodding, he whispers his words, almost as if he doesn’t want to disturb you.
“Mm-mm,” you deny, giving him a gentle squeeze. He only chuckles at your response, continuing to hum the song that you can’t figure out the name of. It’s on the tip of your tongue…
Before you can figure out what song it is, you end up drifting off. You miss the kiss on your forehead and the arms around you tightening. “I love you. I promise I won’t let anything ever happen to you…” he whispers against your hairline before placing another kiss there.
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xiao-come-home · 8 months
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Thinking about Neuvillette finally starting a relationship with you and the melusines immediately noticing it,,
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The Chief of Justice, although still seemingly appearing as the cold judge from the courtroom - softens his gaze at the sight of flowers, stopping by a merchant who offers them freshly picked.
The melusines quickly catch on; after all, the judge always tended to leave straight to his home after a long day of work. His amethyst-colored eyes scan the plants carefully, ordering a beautiful bouquet. People who pass Neuvillette by think nothing of it - if anything, better not to disturb him - but the tiny creatures observing him from afar can't stop wagging their tails excitedly, noticing a warm smile appearing on his lips.
The melusines notice how quickly the rain stops after trials. Back when the rain poured down until the sun rose the next day, now it takes a few hours less.
The little creatures hide behind corners and observe both of you; they gasp and cover their mouths when they see Neuvillette kissing your hand goodbye, quickly shushing others.
Every single one of them notices that the chief’s aura glows with happiness; slowly, some people do as well - they greet him with smile, and Neuvillette reciprocates it.
The melusines giggle to themselves when they see you and Neuvillette together, sometimes loud enough for you to turn around and laugh yourself; their cheeks turn rosy, and before they run away - they mutter an apology and storm off to share the news to others.
But when you finally make it official, they SWARM you. They offer to help you with shopping bags, to accompany you to make sure you’re safe, some even offer to do your hair. Small hands wave eagerly when they notice you. They stop by just to cling to your leg and hug it tightly, and you can’t help but ruffle their hair. They offer you their most prized possessions - after all, you’re the same to Neuvillette… or that’s how they understand it.
The melusines craft a special ribbon for you, so you and Neuvillette could match.
It seems like they love you just as much and Neuvillette couldn’t be happier.
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angelltheninth · 5 months
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Could I request a female reader cockwarming Wriothesley but the two of them are struggling to stay composed and focused?
I know I wouldn't be able to stay composed and focused.
Pairing: Wriothesley x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, cockwarming, getting distracted, neck kissing, shoulder kissing, work sex
A/N: Wrio food! Come (haha) and get it.
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This was his idea. He was the one who was hard. So he really shouldn't be the one complaining here. You should be. Because you were the one who had to sit still and wait for him to be done with his work for the day. And it was absolute torture too.
Wriothesley's big cock filled you, touched every nerve in your pussy that made you want to roll your hips in his lap but you couldn't. He told you to stay still. And you tried, you really, really tried to stay still. But for the life of you it was an impossible task. "Hold still already. It's only a little bit more."
His hand pressed against your hip as if that could hold you. "You're the one whose cock desperately needed attention." You barked back at him with more fire than you had in a while. Wriothesley only rolled his eyes and went back to the task at hand trying to finish it as soon as possible so he could take you home and give you the fucking that you deserve. That or he would fuck you right here, it all depends on if his self-control is strong enough.
He leaned forward to grab a pen, which made you lean forward, and made his cock press against your g-spot harder. "Ah!" You couldn't help but clench around his cock, pussy walls fluttering and getting little drops of cum splattered all over them. Not his full load but definitely the beginnings of it.
"Damn it. I told you to hold still!" He wrapped his whole muscly arm around your shoulders and pressed his hot lips against your neck. His soft, spiky hair tickled you, only making your task harder. "A while longer. I promise just... just stop squeezing my cock!" Those were the words you'd never thought you'd hear from your boyfriend.
It comforted that you that Wriotesley, such a pillar of strength, was just as desperate to finish as you were, in more ways then one. For the sake of that you would do your very best to remain still.
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katskitoshi · 1 year
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GENSHIN IMPACT SMUT BLURBS
venti and you fucking in the hands of his statue, watching over monstadt and only hoping that no one looks up to see you being defiled by a god...
venti and you fucking in the cathedral, but you have to be quite so the sisters don't hear. he makes you call him barbatos as he thrusts into you impossibly fast, reminding you that you're being fucked by a god in his holy place...
venti fucking you under the tree in windrise. you're panicking because what if someone comes? but neither you or venti can deny that it makes this all the more arousing...
dains fucking you at a statue of the seven to taunt the archons...
dains fucking you, but when you say "oh archons, fuck" because it feels so good, he fucks you harder because you the archons aren't making you feel good, he is...
zhongli fucking you and you call out the name of another archon, so he has to impossibly harder you stupid to show you that the strongest archon, the archon in front of you, is the one fucking you stupid...
zhongli making you could what little mora he has while he's fucking you stupid. it's such a little amount and he's confused why you keep messing up. he doesn't understand how hard it is to keep thoughts when two large cocks are being pounded inside you...
venti/zhongli gets turned on when you call them by their archon name...
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suiana · 6 months
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my boyfriend's just a little bit possessive. just a little. (angstober but make it kinda nsfw) (angstober day 7)
your boyfriend's way of marking you is by leaving pretty little marks all over your body. he has a bad habit of getting jealous easily. like after he got jealous of that guy who talked to you... or after you went and hung out with your friend without him... he loves and trust you, but he just can't help himself when that ugly feeling of jealousy creeps up in his chest. so he does the next best thing and marks you up for everyone to see.
and when the four bells in the church chime, it represents four things- his love for you, his respect for you, his trust in you, and his obsession with you. it's really adorable to you, really. but every time the four bells chime, it signals the start of his "ritual" where it renders you immobile for the next day or two. his stamina really is something else.
don't get caught up in his friendly facade. for it is but a lie to deceive most, if not all. he harbors such disgusting feelings for you but hides it under that cheery smile of his. so if you were to tell someone of the things he does in the name of love, they'd simply laugh and walk away.
such is the life of someone who has a secretly possessive boyfriend. it annoys you to large extents whenever he does these possessive acts. yet, you still stay with him. why? because just as he's possessive over you, you are possessive over him. a match made in heaven, don't you think?
yuuta okkotsu, kamo noritoshi, atsushi nakajima, gepard landau, venti, your faves idk
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toasteaa · 1 month
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I'm sorry anon, I know you were probably wanting a really well thought out response to that question about being bitten and I didn't give it to you but I hope you're happy about forcing me to think about:
Zhongli taking a moment to swipe at the smallest remnant of tea on your bottom lip and freezing when you decide to give his thumb a teasing bite. It's not that it's unusual for you to do such a thing, frankly he's come to expect when you might be feeling particularly playful. However, a bite during this time of the year - when the seasons are turning warmer and churning that ancient need in him - and this openly with that gleam of a playful challenge in your eyes; it conjures an old adage in his mind. "Let sleeping dragons lie, lest you bring their wrath upon your head". Hmm...how curious a thing it is indeed. To be in such a dangerous position - quite literally in a dragon's palm - and to flirt so openly with one such as powerful as he. A god such as he. Ah, but you are unaware of that; unaware of the god Morax sitting across from you, stirring at the feel of your teeth just barely biting into him. He could take it as a challenge. He could allow his wrath to pour freely. But...ah, yes. This deep seated coil of heat is not wrath - he knows that quite well.
Neuvillette trying oh so hard to hold back his instincts when he feels your breath tickling his neck. He'd gotten used to letting you settle in his lap when he brought his work home some evenings. He'd gotten used to carrying you to bed when you'd inevitably fall asleep. He'd even gotten used to sternly yet gently declining your invitations for him to rest with you. He'd never thought he'd be here, you having nosed the loose collar of his shirt down, brushing your lips against his exposed skin, and threatening - not threatening, *teasing* - to bite him unless he come to bed and rest with you. It's not the right spot; no, it's a bit too far off. But it's close enough. Close enough for it to click something in his mind. Something ancient. Something primal. A mate's mark is nothing to take lightly, especially not when it comes to making a bond with a dragon. Alas: You are not aware that he's a dragon. He'll sate you for now, close up his books and worry over his work tomorrow, and join you for once - so long as you do not try to bite him again. He's kept his secrets from you thus far; do not force his wants and instincts to reveal everything to you in the throes of passion. He wants it to be a bit more...romantic than that.
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dustofthedailylife · 5 months
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// Alhaitham x Reader, Crack
Thinking about how it's completely possible that when you tell Alhaitham to already "cut out" the Christmas cookies while you're gone, he thinks about it in an overcomplicated way.
You leave the house to get more powdered sugar and return to chaos™️.
He's trying to figure out how he is supposed to make star shapes out of the dough like you told him to and he is stumped.
I could imagine him drawing a geometrically perfect star shape on cardboard that he cuts out and places on the rolled-out dough. Then he starts individually tracing around that shape with a knife. It takes forever and he starts to wonder why people willingly put this much effort into cooking/baking.
When you return he has only cut out around 15 cookies. And while holding back a laugh you to open the drawer next to him and hand him the star-shaped cookie cutter.
"Why would people own things like this?" "To prevent them from doing whatever you're doing, Haitham."
TL;DR: Haitham doesn't know cookie cutters because he never really had the urge to bake cookies himself.
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electrosair · 6 months
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Genshin Mens you pick :) with a Hyper S/o?
english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes
characters: every single genshin men i write for-
there's another one with a s/o that I interpreted somewhat similar to this one here (with Kazuha, Scara and Xiao) if you want to check it out!
word count: 0.2k
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He would be like a personal reminder for everything you ask of him, if you have to do anything and you get too distracted, he reminds you, if it's late and you still can't get to sleep, he tells you to go to bed. Although he usually likes to see you just being yourself without any limitations at all, the fact that he can be around you all day long is a complement.
alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, neuvillette, tighnari, wriothesley, zhongli
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He would do everything he could to help you calm down when you needed it, whether it was practicing relaxation exercises, making you some warm drink like tea or soup, or handing you things to keep your hands moving. And if it's his hand that you fidget with to entertain yourself he'll feel even better.
childe, cyno, gorou, kaveh, kazuha, lyney, thoma
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His favorite time of the day is when you spend hours talking to him about subjects you are interested in and nothing can make you stop paying attention to your words. He would take the opportunity to admire you while you are completely in your world without noticing him looking at you with eyes of what we could call in love.
albedo, diluc, heizou, itto, kaeya, scaramouche, venti, xiao
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nyxthejinx · 6 months
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Tummy ache survivor winds up writing angst!! Wrio and Clorinde clearly besties, I need them to hug me tight and tell me I'll be okay :'(
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Clorinde holding her gun to your head, and absolutely shattering from the inside out at the idea of pulling the trigger. She's so mad at you for choosing to go down this path, for forcing her to suffer twice as much and carry this burden, your blood on her hands. Every fiber of her being is screaming at her to stop, but she's known for her unwavering resolve. She'll regret it for the rest of her life.
Wriothesley staring at you, arms crossed and seemingly unbothered, professional- as if he didn't have the love of his life handcuffed before him. As the seconds tick by his mask of indifference begins to fail him, the crease on his brows betraying the silent ache tearing away his chest. He won't be able to help you the way he wants, because everyone is equal in the Fortress, and you're no exception.
Neuvillette, oh so distracted during your trial, his mind doing a back and forth between what must be done and what he'd like to do. For once the Iudex isn't struggling with gathering and figuring out his thoughts: it's clear this time, but it mustn't be voiced. His distraction won't stop him from handling your case with utmost care, though. So he can make sure, at the very least, that your sentence is the fairest of all.
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Can I ask for Scaramouche and "hug"? ❤️
Here you go, dear anon! <3 My apologies if this is ooc but I hope you enjoy it anyways. As always, feedback and reblogs would be greatly appreciated.
Scaramouche + “hug”
The first thing Scaramouche noticed when he woke up was the fact that you had wrapped your arms around him in your sleep, your face buried in the crook of his neck as you held onto him like he was some sort of plushie. Your skin felt warm and soft against his, and your quiet breathing was almost enough to lull him back to sleep.
Almost because it still felt weird that someone would act so affectionate towards him. Almost because he could barely stop himself from hugging you back and snuggling up to you. Almost because he'd actually much prefer watching you sleeping so peacefully right next to him.
He shifted slightly, careful not to disturb your slumber, and wrapped an arm around your waist. It was rare that he initiated hugs - or any kind of affection, in general - but in this moment, it just felt right to hold you. Like this was exactly where he belonged. 
For a few minutes, Scaramouche watched over your sleep, but soon enough, he felt his eyelids growing heavy again. He rested his cheek against your head and exhaled deeply. A few more hours of rest surely wouldn't hurt. 
And as long as you were by his side, he knew that he didn't have to be afraid of his usual nightmares. He knew from experience that the way you held onto him was enough to fight them off.
Taglist: @genshinparty @ajaxstar @kaeyas-beloved @the-gayest-sky-kid
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saeyoungchoismaid · 2 years
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[11:14 am]
The pool is packed today and the water is extra warm because of the scalding heat going on. Nonetheless, you look around for an empty chair, finding little to none. Just as you’re walking past the lifeguard stand though, someone grabs their things and leave. You silently cheer to yourself and stroll over to the chair, having some pip in your step now.
After laying out your towel across the chair, you head over for the pool. You dive into the deep end, but hear a whistle as you jump in. You break the water’s surface and look towards where your belongings are, finding a man sitting atop the tower and looking right down at you. “No diving,” he informs.
You blush under his gaze and give him a nod in acknowledgement. His long, brown hair was in a braid over his shoulder and his skin was kissed by the sun god themself. You swim over to the ladder and climb out, running your hands through your hair and down your face once you’re out of the pool.
You walk back over to your chair, with a glance towards the hot lifeguard, and dry your hands before laying down. You then grab your book and lay yourself across the golden towel. You hum in delight once you’re comfortable, the sun’s rays beaming on your wet skin.
You get through a chapter before you suddenly feel like eyes are on you. Hoping it’s the lifeguard, you look up in time to find him checking you out. His eyes meet yours again before quickly shifting away to look towards the pool. The man doesn’t even seem embarrassed at being caught!
“Aren’t you supposed to be watching the pool?” you call to the brunette with a quirk of your brow.
To your surprise, he turns to look down at you once more with a smirk. “Who ever said I couldn’t do both?”
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xiao-come-home · 9 months
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Thinking about.. sleepy alhaitham in the morning,,
A/N: idk man I think I like writing about sleepy men is this healthy?? Let’s find out in another episode. Also I listened to “can’t find this feeling” by Sophie ellis-bextor so idk maybe you’d like to feel that vibe too go ahead 🧎‍♀️
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Alhaitham’s peaceful sleep is interrupted by your movement - the sun rays kiss his face oh so gently, making him groan under his nose quietly. When he finally opens his eyes, his emerald pupils travel and look for their destination - you.
He still hasn’t woken up fully yet; his eyes, although looking at you, remain half-lidded, almost giving in to the sweet temptation of falling into deep sleep yet again. You can’t help but cradle his face and press a delicate kiss on both his cheeks - there’s something irresistible about him when he merely lays down with bed head, the sun adorns his face with just the perfect angle, how his eyelashes flutter when he tries to get a better look at you, letting you do anything you want.
This time, you feel movement - one time you were ready to leave the bed, sitting up - and now you’re trapped in Alhaitham’s embrace.
He shifts closer to you and wraps his arms around you, his head nestled against your stomach, begging you silently to reciprocate the affection. He nuzzles his face into you, whining in content when he feels you playing with his messy hair. Alhaitham whispers softly something about it being too early to wake up, but his morning voice seems to catch your attention more than what he has to say.
He turns his head to the side a bit, so that now you’re caressing his cheek; you can’t see it, but his eyes are still heavy with sleep. He blinks slowly, absorbing the moment before it vanishes just as quickly. Hidden below snowy white duvet, he wishes he could stay like that forever.
Alhaitham closes his eyes yet again and goes back to snuggling against your tummy. He places a few kisses on it, murmuring to stay in bed just a while longer.
Perhaps it’s not a bad idea.
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w.count: 2k - wanderer finally got his name and he feels like he's gotta tell someone... (bet yall never saw this comin)
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there was a humming in his head. and it felt heavy. like he had been dunked in a bin of well water and had only just resurfaced. regaining a whole past life of memories on top of immediately being thrown into combat with the past life god version of yourself... it certain had a kick to it. that kick being the biggest headache the nameless wanderer has ever experienced... past or present.
the wanderer had only just recovered all his past memories through simulations provided graciously by the dendro archon. trying to separate the dull, mindlessly kind life he had been living in this lifetime from the one he had just remembered where he was anything but? the whiplash was enough to make anyone second guess pretty much everything.
in the background of his emotional recollection the nameless mechanical puppet could hear the traveler and paimon talk back and forth with the small buer herself. just because he could hear them though, didn't mean he was listening.
wanderer's back turned away from them for a moment and his hand lifts up to pinch between his eyes, palm resting on the tip of his nose as he swallows back a sigh. they were talking about him following nahida's guidance, and he had no qualms with it, really. he just felt overwhelmed... not that he could say so aloud.
the trio continued talking and soon decided to grant him a new name. if it didn't have any connection to that insufferable man who was the root cause of all his suffering to begin with he didn't have a preference anyway-
"are you sure?" the nameless doll asked the blond traveler who had just spoken the new name he would eventually be using. "...ah, alright, if you say so."
-at least... he thought he had no preference.
wanderer had no issue with the name itself. it was given to him by someone who- foolishly- help him regain his memories and set him straighter. a debt he would have to eventually repay somehow since even he was capable of being grateful to someone. but, the way it sounded coming out of the traveler's mouth felt... wrong. like they weren't the right person to say it first; which made absolutely no sense as they're the one who came up with it in the first place. paimon had also not yet come up with an 'ugly nickname', but that wasn't his problem to begin with.
there was this digging in the back of his mind, like he had some other place to be. his legs were itching to move, feet ready to take him out of the sanctuary of surasthana. so, without much resistance, he listened to the silent cries of his mechanical body.
"goodbye, wise deity, and you two."
even if his jumbled up mind didn't process where his body was taking him, he trusted it to take him where he thought he ought to be. besides, with his new vision in hand even if he walked into some place dangerous to the common person- he could handle it.
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its crazy that just this morning he was walking through these same streets of sumeru city as virtually a whole different person. the mild-mannered boy who would return the smallest favors just to keep himself occupied. now he was different, but not the same as the 'him' who's memories he had regained. a combination of the two, just messy and unbalanced right now.
the sun was setting and casting the city in shadows and orange hues. mindlessly, wanderer had meandered down and out of the city gates. walking and casting glances to and fro before a small hut had entered his peripherals. his auto-piloted body stopped just short of a full step before kicking up speed. his easy gait turned rushed and before he knew it, he was jogging to the hut.
it was a tea hut. just a small one. a couple bench tables out front, a small chimey in the roof and what seemed like hardly enough room inside for five people and a stove to fit comfortably. still, the smell of boiled tea leaves hung in the air like invisible ribbons. just standing in front of the closed-up shop filled him with familiarity.
the memories that had been muddled started to separate into clearer views the longer he stood in the dirt just looking around at the lackluster area.
wanderer's shoulders jumped when the door that had been closed to the tea hut creaked open. a body carrying a small wicker basket with a cloth over it had pushed it open with their back, rolling it onto their shoulder before stepping out and letting it swing shut at their back.
"ah!" they- you- jolt. the sun was setting and normally people don't fancy a cup of tea at late hours where your little humble hut stood, so seeing the feet of someone in front of the building spooked you. the wicker basket had dropped to the dirt, causing small plumes of dust to breathe over your ankles. "you scared me- oh!" the stranger in which had scared you, was no stranger to you at all. "i didn't think i'd be seeing you again so soon."
"yeah..." the wanderer's voice was practically a whisper only carried by the wind. he knew you- the previous mild-mannered boy did anyway.
among his wandering, he had happened upon your hut and with nothing better to do had ordered tea from you. you were a chatter box. easily conversing and holding all sort of topics of discussion with your customers- as few as they may be.
he couldn't remember if it was because of your tea that was somehow exactly to his liking or if it was because, back then, he enjoyed the company, but he did remember frequently returning to this tea hut.
he had come several times and as embarrassing as it was to admit, he had built a sort of bond with you. to the point where he had explained to you that he had no name and always felt like he was missing something in his life. of course he didn't disclose everything there is to him, but just enough to ease the weight in his chest just ever so slightly.
'maybe you lost your memory or something? i've heard lesser lord kusanali can do all sorts of things, so maybe she could help!'
you had pitched that to him one time. probably just to try and cheer him up or something. who knew that you'd end up being right on the mark.
"is something the matter?" you had disregarded the basket at your feet- it was empty anyway- and came a bit closer to the nameless boy.
"no, it's nothing." he told you. something in his tone immediately gave him away. it wasn't the soft tone you had grown used to. it sounded choked, like he was trying to act. you think for a moment before twisting halfway around back towards the hut's door.
"you stay put here," you tell him. his gaze moves to finally look you in the eyes and his own twitch and burn when they connect. he's always hated eye contact, but yours felt so comfortable. "i'll go and make a cup of tea for you. since you like it black, it won't take long."
the feeling that drops into his gut when your eyes break away from his and you back stares to his gaze instead was akin to a type of panic.
"hold on-!" his voice was quiet, clogged in his throat and he felt pretty pathetic when it left his lips. his body again moves all on its own and before he could reel himself in, his hands grab onto you.
with your back to him, his hands grasp both of your biceps and keeps you in place like a shield between him and the rigidity ol' hut. you could feel the tips of his sandals at the back of your heels and the presence of his body behind you signaling how close he really was. his forehead rests on the back of your neck, just under the dip of your skull. the tip of his nose tickles your neck when your shoulders raise with each intake of breath.
"uhm," you have no idea what's gotten into him or why he's acting so strange, but it's not like you really had time to ask before he was spilling his guts.
"i got my memories back." he sounded so solemn, as he feels your shoulder's jolt.
"really?!" your voice was loud as it echoed in the empty space around. it sounded excited, curious too. "I bet that's a loud off your shoulders, huh?" you light heartedly say.
"in a way." he couldn't admit his past wrongs to you- even if all of that was in a whole other timeline. he still did so many awful things and he wouldn't deny it. "i might act differently towards you now that i know... who i am."
"that's alright, isn't it?" against the crown of his bowed head that made a home against your neck, he feels your head tilt back. your arms shifted too, like they had moved to cup your chin. he could picture it perfectly in his head when he closes his eyes.
"its complicated."
"well, that's alright too."
"is it?" his jaw clenches as your arms go lax again.
"can i turn around?"
"not yet."
"why not?"
"because i said so." his eyebrow twitches.
"oh, so you're demanding now?" you tease.
"that a problem?" he teases back, a chuckle brushing your neck as he does. he knows what you're doing and he's thankful for it. the banter is relaxing.
"not at all."
it's a while before he's finally dropping his hands from your arms, and letting you turn around. your hands on your hips as you look at him in the face again. he's calmed down, feels tired, and a little embarrassed at how his body impulsively moved in such a mushy, romantic-coded way. if he had a gag reflex, he probably would've gagged at such a cliche action of his own limbs.
"so, do you still like your tea black?"
wanderer's arms came to cross over his chest, his stern face relaxing into what was probably a bit more of a harsh tone than you were used to in the past. you didn't say it out loud, but this version of him would take some getting used to.
"of course i do. sweets are sickening." you burst out into laughter at his words and the disgusted tone accompanying them. in the past he would've politely stated that they 'weren't to his liking' or something. not outright rejected the idea of sweets.
"that's good. i was worried i'd have to relearn your usual cup of tea." you pop your fist into your opposing hand before your changing the subject away from tea preferences. "oh yeah! since you remember things, do you remember your name?"
"i've had several," he states curtly. "none of them i use anymore." he watched your face twist in confusion before falling into something like disappointment. were you really that excited to finally get to put a name to his face? he sighs. "a... friend," he grits, "technically gave me a new one. since i have nothing else to go by right now, i'll probably be using that for the time being." your eyes relit in excitement. he feels his insides get hot.
"that's great! what is it? i want to know!" you were pushy and he scoffs amusedly at it. the traveler's voice echoed in his memory, his new name bouncing around in his mind. then it all made sense with you in front of him.
reaching up, he pulled on your cheek. you squawk and whine as he stretches the soft flesh, pinching it between his fingertips. no wonder it sounded wrong coming out of that meddler's mouth. it's because it wasn't you and his subconscious knew it before he did. gross, he hisses to himself internally again.
"i'm only going to tell you once, so you better pay attention." the not-so-nameless boy released your cheek, watching bemusedly as you rubbed the sore piece of your face. his stance shifts, relaxes with his arms crossing comfortably over his chest. and with direct eye contact and an easy, yet almost smug smile on his face, he told you...
"my name is..."
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a/n: okay this is kinda sorta really messy and i apologize for that
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