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versadies · 1 month

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MY LOVE, MINE, ALL MINE (various x gn!reader)

SALUTATIONS. my love, mine, all mine

ADDRESSED. neuvillette, alhaitham, capitano, diluc, itto, tartaglia, kaveh, kaeya (x gn!reader)

STAMPS. what body part they kiss the most (sfw)

CONTENT. ooc (?), fluff/no-angst, established relationships, possibly cheesy (not sorry), possible grammar errors, mentions of battle, mentions of blood (capitano, childe)

POST-SCRIPT. all these characters are nothing but pokemons to me, i see one, i'll collect one in game. part two will come soon (with zhongli, wriothesley, ayato, thoma, pierro, and pantalone!)

LINKS. masterlist / taglist / part two

HANDS – Neuvillette, Alhaitham, Capitano, Diluc

NEUVILLETTE kisses your knuckles the most. To him, he believes that kissing you on the lips is far too intimate to be seen in public, preferring to do it in closed doors where it’s just the two of you alone, and so he often kisses your knuckles whenever he can.

Whenever he does, one of his glove-covered hands would reach towards yours before lifting it to his lips, kissing each knuckle with care as though your hand is a delicate treasure, as if every kiss is a promise that he’ll hold your heart with care and unwavering devotion.

It doesn’t help that you often find your cheeks warming up when his intense violet-shaded eyes look at yours, and no words were enough for you to explain the connection that you both have from just a simple stare.

By the time he pulls away from your hand, you let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding.

“Oh, do you have a fever, my dear?” He asks worriedly, removing one of his gloves to check on the temperature of your forehead after kissing your knuckles out of nowhere while the two of you were lounging on the couch in his office. “Fret not, I can make something that can ease your fever away.” He adds, before standing up and rushes away to make a drink that will help you ease yourself, unaware that he’s the reason for your flustered state.

Ah, the things you’d do for this sweet man of yours.

The same goes for ALHAITHAM when it comes to kissing you in public. He believes that the two of you kissing on each other’s lips should be private with no one to ruin it or spoil the intimacy, and so you often find him kissing you in other parts instead – specifically, your hands or cheeks.

It’s rare for him to kiss you in public since he’s not much of a PDA man, but when he does, it happens at a quiet or secluded moment when the world seems to be muted around you two. When Alhaitham finds himself staring at you for too long, he couldn’t help but smoothly put his hand on top of yours, and raises your hand towards his lips to kiss it.

His turquoise-shaded eyes stay on yours when you look at him, never looking away as you feel his lips on your skin, bringing chills to your spine from the feeling. The way he stares at you is as if he knows your deepest secrets and desires, and knows what sets you off to make your knees become jelly-like.

It doesn’t help that he’d casually act as if nothing happened after, as if it’s just a casual thing to do (it is, to him), leaving you staring at him with your mouth agape.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” He asks, hiding a small smirk as he glances at you.

He definitely knows what he’s doing.

CAPITANO is a strong man with a physique that could make anyone intimidated – both vision-holders and non-vision holders alike. It’s no doubt that such a powerful man like him would most likely be found in numerous battlefields, bringing the Tsaritsa many victories that she deserves.

So it’s a strange sight to see said strong man on one knee, holding your hand as he gives it an affectionate kiss. He does it in a way that’s as though you’re a deity worth worshiping. He’s a captain by others, but to you, he’s your knight in shining armor (that’s corrupted by bloodshed and death, but we don’t talk about that here).

You cannot see the expression he makes, but the way he kisses your hand is enough for you to know how much this man, who had killed so many and left no mercy to his opponents, is soft and caring for you. He kisses with care, as if afraid that you’ll shatter if he doesn’t control his strength.

It became a custom for him to be on one knee and kiss your hand whenever he comes home to you from another mission – which is perhaps more often than you both like to admit. Despite your insistence that he doesn’t have to do such things, he does it anyway. In a way, it’s his way of apologizing to you for the lost time, and will do anything to make it up to you.

And he always did, with gifts, comfort, and of course, love.

“I’m home, my love.” He spoke, with a hint of affection in his gruff voice that usually holds so much authority, kissing your hand tenderly.

DILUC is a gentleman by heart, and although he’s seen as the epitome of perfection around Mondstadt, he is seen indoors as a vulnerable man who you dearly care for. For so long, the two of you have found comfort and love within one another in the dimly lit room that you both share in the manor. He’s your warmth, and you’re his pillar.

In private, where no one could see underneath the aloof and courteous man but you, he’d tiredly wrap his arms around you as he sighed in contentment. It’s normal for a man such as him to be so tired from work, so tired from his duties, and so tired from everything outside of his manor, but he is never tired of you, his beloved spouse who he treasures. He’s a zealous soul who cares not for wealth and materialism, but for the people of Mondstadt and the ones he loves.

Your hand is often intertwined with his, and he’d bring up your hand up to his lips in the quiet moments of your shared intimacy. To him, your hand is a canvas that he paints with his deep affection and adoration.

You couldn’t help but soften up as a result, feeling cherished and loved by your beloved man who never fails to make you swoon.

For Diluc, kissing your hand is more than some simple intimate gesture, but rather a way to honor your pure essence – to show you how grateful he is to have you who has captured his soul in a tight grip that he never wants to leave from. And so, he continues to kiss your hand more, each a testament with a silent vow to love you throughout your lives together.

“A-Ah.. My bad,” He clears his throat, his ears turning almost as red as his hair, “It seems I almost got carried away.”

LIPS – Itto, Tartaglia, Kaveh, Kaeya

ITTO is a kind soul at heart, with a fiery passion when it comes to his loved ones – specifically, and with no certain favoritism, you. The oni is not one to shy away from showing you how much he loves you with all of his huge heart, so expect lots of kisses from him!

The most prominent part that he kisses is of course, your lips.

For Itto, there is no greater joy than the taste of your lips, each kiss contains joy and love on his end. With his endless energy and passionate spirit, he approached each kiss and affection with an infectious enthusiasm, eager to lose himself in the overwhelming warmth of your presence and affection.

In the sweetness of your kiss, he finds it much better than the feeling of sweet victory from a beetle battle, and he couldn’t find himself to remove the pleased grin on his face whenever he gets a kiss from you.

It’s as if your lips is a magnetic force to his, as he never hesitates to kiss you whenever he could – be it whenever he greets you, whenever he wins a battle, basically every moment with him (a bit of an exaggeration really, but you get what I mean!).

“My boo boo bear!” He cheers when he sees you in his vision, running up towards you as he instantly gives you a bone-crushing hug, lifting you up with his immense strength regardless of your weight. “I missed you! How was your day?” He asks excitedly, giving you a big smooch! on your lips.

CHILDE is just as fun as Itto – if you excuse his battlelust, of course. Besides his need for an activity or someone to fight with, the prowess fighter is not shy when it comes to giving you what he believes you deserve, which is giving you his undying affection.

He’s an infectious man, who leeches off to your kisses and hugs. He’s a fighter by spirit, but a lover by heart. He’s attentive to your needs, very willing to give you tons of kisses if you ask for it. Of course, even if you didn’t, he’d snatch a kiss or two from you without you expecting it.

His love is like an unforgiving ocean, often wild and untamed, yet it comes with a fierce and unrelenting passion. In moments between the two of you, he seeks to plant his lips on yours, as though your kiss is a battlefield conquered by him, a well-done victory even.

With each kiss on your lips is a vow, a vow that he’ll see to it that he gets to see the light of day after every battle, to see you by the end of the tunnel and show you that you won’t lose him that easily. For in your presence, he found his salvation, the arm that reaches out to him to pull him out of the abyss he’s in, guiding him out of the unforgiving ocean that seems to drown him whole.

And so, he’ll never stop kissing you, regardless of where you are and the circumstances.

“Were you watching me?” He asks eagerly, running up to you before planting a kiss on your lips, his hands that are scarred from the numerous weapons he held and the battles he fought in find themselves cupping your cheeks.

When he pulls away, he looks at your eyes with a cheeky grin. “I did great, didn’t I?”

Known for his works and talent, KAVEH is no doubt a respectable man around the land of wisdom and scholars. Many would sing praises to his masterpieces and his original ideas that bring potential to Sumeru. As what a certain scribe would describe him, he is the light of Kshahrewar and a master builder and craftsman.

However, such a bright reputation hides a man whose heart is tender and emotionally fragile, with too much on his plate. Which is why he is ever so grateful to have you by his side through it all.

For every affection the two of you share, Kaveh feels like the luckiest man in all of Sumeru – no, in Teyvat even. He doesn’t feel like he deserves you, a person who loves him for all that he is. With you, he feels cherished and appreciated even, and you balance his emotional fragility with your presence that seems so encouraging and comforting.

He seeks refuge in your affection, often cupping your cheeks and giving you a kiss. His kisses are frequent, and his lips often find themselves on yours. Each of his kiss is full of love, and there’s no doubt that there seems a desperation laced in it, as if he’s scared that this kiss is his last, and you might be gone before he knew it – just like his loved ones.

Yet, in the softness of your lips, he found reassurance. He’s reminded that amidst the struggles of his life, your relationship remains timeless and true. Just like how he does with his work, he pours his heart and soul into your relationship together, cherishing the bond that you both have towards one another with tenderness.

“Thank you.” He said, kissing you on your lips with a look that threatens to crumble. “I know I’ve said it too many times, but I can’t help myself. I really am grateful.”

When you ask for what he’s thanking you for, he could only give you a smile, a sight that shines far brighter than the sun itself.

“Thank you for staying.”

You’d be lying if you said you’ve always thought you’d end up dating the notorious Cavalry Captain, who is more than often a flirtatious man whenever you’re around. KAEYA is not one who shies away from something, and if it means reminding you every now and then that he’s into you, then so be it!

Every waking moment with Kaeya is a thrilling challenge, and you two often find yourselves in a dance of wits and flirts, with a few glasses of wine and other drinks that the tavern sells. The two of you know how to push the other’s buttons, often playing banters and all. Even when you two are now dating, things are still the same – besides the fact that the two of you are free to kiss one another and often crash at each other’s places.

Yet underneath such playful flirting and bantering, there’s a deep and abiding connection between the two of you that remains unspoken but welcomed.

Unsurprisingly, Kaeya finds home in your lips. To him, it just felt right. Sure, he likes to kiss your hands and cheeks, but it’s a different story when it comes to your lips. For him, stealing a kiss on your lips is not just an ordinary gesture of affection, but rather a declaration of his unwavering love for you.

And so, more often than not, he prefers kissing you more on your lips.

With a teasing look and smirk on his face, he’d pull you close towards him without warning, his lips finding yours with an urgency that left you both breathless. There’s often laughter and desire lingering around the privacy of your bedroom, and it was a safe sanctuary that Kaeya finds comfort in.

His laughter would fade into a whisper of “I love you”’s as he traces his cold fingertips on your face that he loves to see at every waking moment. He cherished these kinds of moments, and he’d be damned if he doesn’t spend each one as if it’s his last. And so, he continues to give you more kisses to drown your sweet laughter, for in your warmth and embrace, he could only find his great happiness and peace.

“Come on, give me another one.” He chuckles, urging you to let him give you one more kiss before the two of you can sleep in each other’s arms. “Just one more kiss, I promise.”

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witch-hazels-musings · 10 months

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love professed

warning: sfw, fluff (kissing) | premise: how they hold your face when they kiss you & what their lips feel like (headcannons)

includes: albedo, alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, childe, diluc, itto, kaeya, kazuha, kaveh, thoma, scara, tignari, xiao, zhongli

character x gn reader | anthology

how they hold your face when kissing --

cheek, jaw, etc. with one or both hands

thoma, itto, zhongli, kaveh, diluc, kaeya, albedo

he wants to hold you in his hands, each palm against your face is a way to protect you, shield you from everything else. this touch is an overwhelming reflection of his love for you

one hand or two its all the same -- it can be fun, filled with laughter as he draws you in or tender, reverence surrounding you as your lips collide - quick or lengthy, he doesn’t care; each and every one are perfect

the back of your head

diluc, kazuha, alhaitham, thoma, childe, kaeya

he can’t stop himself - not when it comes to you. his hand slides to the back of your head sending shivers up his arm as he pulls you toward him. he doesn’t want you to leave - not yet, not when he’s finally found you

he likes to see your face, eyes closed, waiting, as his fingers push against your head, as his free hand finds the bend in your back or your bottom lip as you breathe to steady yourself. he hovers, completely smitten until he can’t wait any longer

your chin

childe, scara, ayato, kaeya, baizhu, diluc

it makes his heart pound. from the snarky shake he gives you as he grips your chin, pushes your cheeks together to make your lips pucker, to the surprise in your eyes when he lifts, pushes your face up so he can look at you - all of you - don’t hide from him

his smile is missed when you close your eyes but he’s sure you can feel it when he presses his lips to yours - can you also feel his undying love flowing through his fingers and into your skin? can you feel him ---

your hand, rest against your forehead

albedo, xiao, tighnari, zhongli, thoma

he’s reserved. making sure this moment is accepted, private - he won’t kiss you in public, but if he does the fingers he wraps around your hand are a request. a ‘if you’ll have me,’ sort of plea as he waits for your reply with a squeeze of your hand

the touch of his forehead to yours is a pull of courage. wanting to feel you, be grounded by you before he tilts his head to make the connection - one he never imagine he’d find in his long, solitary

how their lips feel --

full, chapped, but so warm

diluc, childe, itto, kazuha

his kiss is overpowering. heavy, impatience laced with every press of his lips to your own. you can’t breathe but you don’t mind - you part your lips and welcome him in. you have know idea the affect it has on him. he seems demanding, pulling your close, pressing in harder; it’s your fault he’s become incoherent at the taste

each kiss feels hot against your lips. his are dry; from being outside and taking little time to care for his own needs, but the texture makes your body shiver - he asks for another, and another, each time his lips grow warmer, gentler as if they are adjusting to not hurt you, as if they are being hydrated by you. he’s carnivorous and you are his first, last, and every meal

slender, posh and cool to the touch

kaeya, alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, zhongli

there’s an alluring, amorous sensation when you kiss him. the sudden touch of cool as if you are being kissed by the dew the of morning - calm, mysterious, rejuvenating. there’s caution in the connection but only for a second - a curious pause before diving in. he’s got experience but doesn’t mind letting you catch up

his lips have a hint of a smirk - even when his face is relaxed. they are firm, fine - making you question if he kissed you at all. you’ll pull away to see if he’s mocking you only to find his eyes glassy and greedy, begging you to return for more. and you do because those icy lips feel like velvet and you yearn to be shaped by them

narrow, firm, and a bit clumsy

xiao, scaramouche, tighnari

his kisses a laced with hesitancy. they are hard, helpless as they connect with yours until the innocent kiss turns into an impatient and insatiable one - you’ve invited him in, offered an invitation he struggles to refuse. after all this time alone -- what have you done to him?

his lips feel wet; at times you wonder if he’s tucked them in but as the kiss goes on they become more prominent - searching, seeking as if he’s lost in the dark unsure where you’ve gone. you cup his face and he steadies. these kisses are stubborn, starving, that when you break away he’s breathless and you can’t help but go back in; unsatisfied

soft, warm, helplessly thoughtful

thoma, albedo, kaveh

kissable, these lips are that and more. loveable connections that make your heart pound, skin burn. gentle kisses that leave you giddy and greedy. like the setting sun, you run toward the horizon knowing that once you catch it you’ll feel alive again - he’s pliable - but, as he opens his eyes to check in, take stock in what's in front of him, he realizes ... so are you

its like kissing a ‘just out of the oven’ loaf of bread. sweet and savory; the heat spreads from your lips until it reaches your ears. there’s something tantalizing about him, the taste of him, you lean in for more and he catches you. these lips are proficient, provocative, moving exactly the way you need them too until the two of you break away and fall into a fit of embarrassed laughter - these lips have never known such joy

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floatmeintothesun · 1 year

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How Genshin men would carry you when you’re drunk:

Tw: none

tags: small mentions of falling, wanderer, fluff

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Diluc- he’s a gentleman obviously. He’s clearly going for the princess carry, and totally trying to suppress not so innocent thoughts like oh god the slightest bit of ankle showing how scandalous. There’s a low chance he’ll get get drunk tho considering his dislike of liquor

Itto- slings you over his shoulder like a potato sack. Admittedly it’s not that comfortable but he gets points for trying. The ride is probably bumpy and he’ll most likely forget to walk carefully. 30% chance that he’s also drunk and will trip, taking you with him

Thoma- he’s probably going to give you a piggyback ride. Why? Just because he feels like it. Plus hes probably blushing pretty hard while holding you and feels indecent for doing so. If he gets drunk too he might carry you on his shoulders. He’s surprisingly good at balancing even when he’s drunk

Wanderer- drags you by the ankle

#itto x reader #diluc x reader #thoma x reader #itto x you #itto x gn reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #thoma x you #yes wanderer will drag you #genshin x reader #genshin impact

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cinnamon303444 · 2 months

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Giving Head Headcanon 🔞

Kaeya, Itto, The Travlers and Diluc

There will be both male and female anatomy for each character (I am a woman, so I'm better at female knowledge, but don't worry! I'll try my hardest)

(AFAB) Kaeya is sloppy, he likes to kiss your pretty cunt before sticking his tongue into it, he'd gently suck on your clit sticking two of his slender fingers into you and curling them, hitting your g-spot and he doesn't stop fingering you until your crying from overstimulation your thighs aching as they shake begging to close but the man between them prevents it.

(AMAB) Kaeya is still sloppy. He'd spit into his hand to lube it up, and he'd rub his palm over the tip before he wrapped his mouth around your cock stroking the rest of your shaft, and as before he will overstimulate you, your hand will be gripping onto his hair and he won't stop, his jaw will be sore, very sore in the morning.

(AFAB) Itto is even more sloppy than Kaeya. He'll be drooling with excitement, eager to please you, and that beautiful thing between your thighs. The oni have incredible stamina so he can go for HOURS without becoming tired. He'll have his arms wrapped around your thighs, keeping you from squirming. His long tongue will flick at your clit sucking and nibbling on it, he won't try to overstimulate you but he just loves the noises you make and the way that your hips buck into his face.

(AMAB) (I hc that Itto has small tusks on his bottom teeth) Itto would struggle figuring out got exactly he was supposed to suck you off, but he was determined. He'd start with kitten licks to your tip, then he would get impatient and try to put you in his mouth. Through trial and error, he figured out how to give you head, and he flattened his tongue over his tusks, he'd be playing with your balls and overstimulating you until you can't physically cum anymore.

(AFAB) Lumine loves fingering you while she's flicking her tongue over your clit, her small fingers ruining you everytime she grazes that spot inside of you that has got you seeing stars, she'll talk dirty too as you try not to close your thighs around her, calling you her pretty slut as she makes you cum for the third time that night.

(AMAB) Lumine wrapped her mouth around your cock with no hesitation, you assumed she hadn't done something like this before but the way she drooled around your cock had you questioning. Your balls would be in her hand as she gently squeezed them and you tried not to buck your hips up into her face but when she discovered your inability to control yourself she pressed an arm over your hips keeping you firmly in place.

(AFAB) Aether wouldn't be as sure of himself like his sister at first, but he wanted to please you so that's what he did, playing with your clit with his thumb as his tongue pushed its way into you, he'd overstimulate you without realizing, his jaw would be aching but he'd refuse to stop, your thighs would shake and they'd even end up squishing his face which made him even harder and that just made his need to please you even greater, so even though his jaw would hurt a lot in the morning he continued without complaint.

(AMAB) Same as before, Aether would still be unsure, but once again, eager to please, he knew how to please you better because he knew what he liked, he'd stroke everything he didn't put in his mouth, edging you intentionally because he knew just how good it was going to feel when you finally came, you were begging with all your might, your mind going blank before he edged you once more before you finished over his face.

(AFAB) I think Diluc knows how to please a woman so while he was "nervous," he didn't disappoint, his fingers heating up as he played with your clit gently forcing his fingers into you, once you were gushing over his fingers he'd begin playing with your clit with his tongue, flicking it, sucking on it, by the time he was done there was nothing he hadn't done to it.

(AMAB) Like Aether. I think Diluc would take his own knowledge of what he liked into what he would do to you, but instead of edging you, he'd overstim you, forcing you to cum again and again, you'd both be sweaty because he gets really hot when pleasing you. But he wouldn't stop. He'd rub your tip with his thumb as you came for the third time, and he'd watch with glee as your eyes rolled back into your eyes.

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cocomi · 2 months

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Cramping 🙁

synopsis: itto helping you deal w/ ur cramps

genre: fluff

cw: writing this while cramping so very self indulgent, implied fem reader, no specified pronouns, period cramps but can be seen as just abdominal cramping, itto being the dumb bf he is

As inexperienced as he is, he knows a bit about the topic, with the help of Shinobu of course.

He tries to do everything to help you, which leads him to fussing over you 24/7. (not this time tho! he's a little tame in this one)

Golden retriever bf 4ever, he just wants to make sure his fav person is okay 🙁

you writhe in bed, twisting and turning, just trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

but you can't.

and who's to blame? your cramps.

you sigh, eventually finding yourself in fetal position, accidentally kicking the blanket off you and your boyfriend who's snoring away beside you, unaware of your pain.

well, the boyfriend you thought was unaware.

in such a quick motion he rolls over facing you and calls out to you, nearly causing you to jump out of your own skin; and temporarily taking your mind away from the pain.

"[name].." he says, still quite drowsy from just waking up.

"you kicked the blankets off, somethin' wrong?" he questions, yawning and stretching as he sat up to look at you better.

you mutter something along the lines of "i'm fine," turning your gaze away from him.

he could see you weren't though, looking intensely at the way your hands rubbed at your stomach, seemingly trying to alleviate the pain.

"is it.. um.." he didn't know how to bring it up, but with his eyes drifting off to the side, and a hand scratching the back of his neck, you could already tell what he was trying to ask.

you smile at this, chuckling lightly before another wave of cramps come in. this one being slightly worse than before. you grimace in pain, but you nod at his question.

he thinks for a second, an idea popping into his head.

his body moves before you can even register what he's doing,

he takes your slightly smaller form and wraps his arms around you, you back leaning into his muscular chest.

he was surprisingly warm, it was nice, and comforting.

"i..i think heat helps with this..?" he states quietly, his voice wavering as he places his hands on your stomach to replace yours. (poor thing just wants to make sure he's doing it right🙁💞)

you relax into his embrace, your eyes finally closing without worrying about too much pain.

even though his hands don't take away all of the pain, it's enough for you to get back to sleep, and you're more than thankful for that.

you'll have to remind yourself to thank him properly once you wake up.

an: i haven't written in a while, hi!!! new writing style so i hope y'all like it! 'm currently rotting in my bed cuz of my cramps so i decided to write, again, hope u enjoyed 💞

reblogs r appreciated as always!💞

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact itto #genshin itto #arataki itto #itto x reader #itto x you #itto x y/n #itto x female reader #itto x gn reader #period cramps #menstrual cramps #comfort #fluff #itto fluff

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jhuzen · 1 year

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Hey hey heyyy! new fave author that's you! i'm not really sure if you're taking requests but the ask box is open but you can just delete this if you arent :")

sooooooo bear with me but i need to heal with your angst fic. you write so well and i think you can pull this off because idk if its just me but sometimes the reader is giving off dom vibes. so again if you're comfortable may i pls request for a reader that just makes our tall genshin men feel smol? that's all pls and thank you <3

the shivers [gn/m.reader]

big-brained anon. i will call you primordial anon for being the first one! i was just about to finish the inazuma ver. of workload and i’m vvvv happy that i got this! yes, i will take requests, but i have yet to make some rules, but trust me this one, i can definitely do and hopefully do some justice. i’m not sure which tall genshin men you wanted, so i played it safe and called upon all of the playable tall men ;-; i hope whoever you’re looking for is in here. gn/m reader as always (also it’s cute that you think the reader radiates dom energy wwwww)

dark and suggestive content so please be warned ehe. dom reader with tall playable men ft. diluc, kaeya, childe, zhongli, ayato, thoma, itto, and alhaitham. also pls excuse my manners on alhaitham’s, yours truly lost the 50/50 and i am taking it out on him 😔

Alhaitham

Agony. Pure agony gnawed somewhere within Alhaitham’s unbelievably still human heart. It throbbed with want and ached for your attention, but you simply weren’t a mind reader (or maybe you were, but somehow magically, you suddenly couldn’t read his pain at the moment). His eyes narrowed as you conversed with the juniors that sought you out from left to right — you were an alumni in Akademiya of course, a popular one at that and as the professors sang your praises, the scholars couldn’t help but take chance.

You were far more approachable than the current scribe after all. It’s only logical that the students would flock you and that alone could barely get a rise out of him. However, this one calls for a special circumstance — an outlier, if you will.

And as his gaze burned at the sight, he still couldn’t fathom how you couldn’t feel his silent wanting, he’d even dare as to say he was brooding at this point, deprived of your attention that you often promised he has.

All because of a previous classmate of yours.

You felt it alright, the uncomfortable heavy feeling at the back of your head. And you’re wont to the realization that it may have been your dearly beloved Alhaitham, him and his impatience growing by the second. And you could feel the exasperation that brewed inside him, boiling like a dormant magma suddenly growing active, but there was a little devil on your shoulder, urging you to be a little bit more mean to him, and continued to talk to Tighnari.

Your companion wasn’t any dumber, in fact, he was the first one to feel the heated stare directed in your direction. And while he expressed his adamance in leaving to cease the Akademiya lunatic’s jealousy, the knowing mirth in your eyes asked him to stay a little longer. To aid you in your little game.

“You ought to pay attention to him,” the forest ranger laughed a little, feeling the tiniest bit of pity towards the infamous coolheaded scribe, now left at your mercy. Tighnari, being one of your best mates in your years in Akademiya also had to succumb into your ruthlessness. Truly, you and Alhaitham were a match made in abyss for putting up with each other’s antics. “I could already feel my spine crawling with dread.”

“Indulge me with just a few more minutes, my good friend. I did truly miss you after all — what with my work often moving and you barely coming in the city when I am home,” you laughed a little and Tighnari only shot you a disapproving look at your stalling.

“Come and visit then. If I remember right, you promised Collei some trinkets from your trip in Mondstadt.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You waved at Tighnari as the hybrid finally left your clutches with an equally mediocre enthusiasm. And finally, you spun on your heel, excusing yourself for awhile from the scholars who were most likely hoping to hold an audience with you.

You walked back to the secluded area, far from the prying eyes (though you didn’t mind if there were onlookers, a little humiliation is always fun). Alhaitham’s eyes were trained back on the book, though you figured his attention was miles away from the texts and still is fixated on your presence.

Sliding the books out of Alhaitham’s way, you finally sat on the table and gently grabbed his chin, a soft gaze from you was all it took for the man to melt. He subtly leaned into your touch and you relished in the fact as he breathed in the scent of cologne that you would always dab on your wrist, inhaling your scent like a drug, “You needn’t be so jealous, love. I’m always here and I could never betray your trust. To simply do so would be the death of me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh? Is that so? I must be projecting then. Perhaps because of that one little girl that thought you were up for grabs.” Your words had Alhaitham immediately stiffening under your touch as he finally abandoned the book, hands grabbing onto your thighs so tightly — a silent apology that he somehow forgot.

But you yearned for a verbal apology, you wanted to hear the remorse in his voice even if you had to pull it out of him in sobs and soft moans. Alas, you were much too impatient as your hand on his chin shifted, now grasping his cheeks and squishing them together.

Through his forced puckered lips, he mumbled out a muffled apology, “M’s’rry…”

A laugh tore away from your throat, “I know you are.” You leaned down, pressing a kiss to those soft lips of his before dauntingly sticking out your tongue and giving a rather carnal lick afterwards, effectively wetting his lips.

Your vice grip in his cheeks was nothing against his quiet whimper of plea as you devoured his still puckered lips with your fervent licks and mildly aggressive nips, uncaring whether or not the skin of his lips broke and bled. And even then, Alhaitham was sure you absolutely enjoyed the taste of the metallic iron as long as it was his. And nothing could get him going more knowing that despite the toying you did with him, the way you seemed mean at times and absolutely refused to acknowledge him, you were wrapped around his finger.

A soft groan left your lips when he squeezed your thighs with much force — and while that could have been a cue for something else entirely, you had enough awareness not to take him there and then and opted to pull away with a conniving grin.

Quiet pants left Alhaitham’s lightly swollen lips, completely red and absolutely drenched in your saliva. You only gave him one more smile before reaching out to wipe away the drooling mess you’ve made on your beloved scribe.

“Thank you for that quick snack break. I ought to entertain more research questions. The Amurta scholars these days are so jovial! It gets my heart pumping to see their cute eager faces. I’ll see you later, love.”

And this time, Alhaitham let you go with little to no protest, feeling that he himself was also fulfilled for the moment.

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Ayato

Impatience flooded through Ayato’s system as he continued to keep up the facade in front of the other commissioners. He was far from an exquisite mood as he continued to listen to the ludicrous suggestions of his fellow politicians. He has seen children pitch better ideas on how to catch a tanuki when he walked the streets of Inazuma City with you a couple of days before.

And speaking of which, you were the love hidden behind closed doors. The darling jewel of the Kamisato clan — a nobleman from the faraway lands of your proud nation. Only Celestia knows how such an important figure such as yourself ended up in the doorstep of the Kamisato household. But only his sister and trusted keeper would know how a prolific man such as Ayato end up in your strong and caring arms.

The thought of you suddenly had Ayato feeling weak in the knees, doing who knows what — and he dreaded to see you lonely, and in desperate need of company. Ayaka was often out and about, handling the surface affairs, and Thoma was much too busy with the upkeep of the teashop when he’s not in duty as a housekeeper and your companion. He dreaded the thought of you emerging from the household and suddenly being seen by the rest without his approval — his secret love.

He bore through the absolutely god-awful meeting with the mere thought of you keeping him sane through this absolutely maddening (important) boredom.

While Ayato was preoccupied with unrestrained concern for your wellbeing, you weren’t all too bothered with being left in the deafening silence of the Kamisato household; as a matter of fact, you reveled in the tranquility your beloved’s home have offered you. You took care of everything like a good spouse, taking off some labor from Thoma and even learned a few hobbies you can teach Ayaka.

You were much too independent to be helpless. You liked to move and surprise people with the extent of your prowess. It was enticing to see their surprised reactions, throwing people off guard was a pastime you could never hope to give up.

Perhaps it was why you loved Ayato all the more. His reaction could never be beaten by any other person. Especially when it dawned on him that he too can be outsmarted and overpowered, to be underneath someone and to feel what it’s like to relinquish control. Not politically though, you could never take that from him. Otherwise, he’s all in your hands.

And none was all different when Ayato finally arrived home, a breathtaking yet cheeky smile plastered on his flawless face. His voice reverberated through the house as he entered, laced with eagerness as he stepped on the tatami floors as he made his way to where you are. And unsurprisingly, you were by the engawa, indulging the serenity of the place.

“Welcome home, lovely,” your voice already had him growing weak, almost missing a step as he sat behind you, arms already lacing around your sturdy shoulders. He inhaled your scent fresh and sweet, only fueling his intoxication. “How was work?”

“Long and tiring. I abhorred the time wasted not being with you,” you could feel Ayato‘s pout against the nape of your neck and laughed. You indulged him and his nuzzling against your skin, letting him go through all kinds of euphoria. You licked up every single attention he gave you and Ayato was no different as he continued to take advantage of what little control he has in this moment.

“It’s not all so bad. It‘s not like I’m going anywhere.” Your words quickly reeled Ayato in as desperation seeped through his veins — a desperation for you to make good on your promise and to never, ever break it. Hah. Like you were even foolish enough to do so. “I should hope that I can hold you on the same promise?”

Your tone made it out a suggestion but Ayato shivered at the thinly veiled threat — knowing that he can’t escape your grasp ever. That he’s shackled so lovingly within you; a promise of raw love that only you and him can enjoy and no one else. Of course, he wouldn’t have it any other way. He submitted into your touch as you turned around and swiftly pulled him into your lap.

“Absolutely ravishing,” Ayato’s breath hitched at your compliment. He’s heard people sing their praise to him in a hundred words, but all you had to do was speak and he’s already so, so weak, completely under your mercy. His hands made its way to your shoulders to gain some grounding, a footing in this world with all the haze your words injected into his mind.

Ayato’s smile was lazy, eyes half-lidded as he leaned in to steal a kiss you’ve been cruelly depriving him of since his arrival, and you were quick to reciprocate. He almost fell out of your lap when your hands gripped his hips tightly, oh so possessively, and he could only imagine the marks you’d leave if he wasn’t wearing his layered uniform at work.

Pulling away from the kiss, he left one more peck, “You’re doing my head in, y’know? Take some responsibility.”

You wouldn’t have been Ayato’s beloved if you did otherwise.

The wooden floorboards creaked as you shifted, rocking forward further with a hand on the back of Ayato’s head as you laid him down. Ayato had to stifle a quiet whine as your lips found themselves attached on his chin, considering that his clothes left so little room for an opening in his neck. He quivered as your lips moved further up, just on the side of his bottom lip where his beauty mark was. Archons, he’s never felt so defenseless as he did with you.

Alas, you were a tease and soon left him alone as you sat up, his legs immediately wrapping around your waist to pull you back in as he flashed you a sly grin, “What say we bless the stars tonight with a show?”

You scoffed with a smile, “No, thank you. I’d get jealous.”

The Yashiro commissioner was purring in delight.

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Diluc

Reluctance was a feeling that Diluc should have expected and prepared for, only for him to do the exact opposite of it. Instead, he was blindsided and only has himself to blame. Though, quite frankly, he’d rather have you take responsibility instead.

He was never one for conversations and actively avoided them as much as possible unless it was a talk about business. Diluc could never find himself engage into a mindless chatter, and often kept to himself. Though, granted he has the traveler to thank for keeping him company and prying him open at times, but other than that, his interactions with people are limited to the staff of his winery and the tavern, sometimes with Kaeya, and on certain nights when he’s bartending, he’d make the effort to speak to kick out a drunkard bard out of the tavern.

All of that however boiled down into nothing in comparison to the hurricane that was you. None of his experiences (if one could even call it that) could have prepared him for the situations that you would put him in. They were so unbearable, and often times it leaves him completely exasperated at your antics.

But even so, he’s willing to bear it all if it meant he could be with you. Diluc would go through the most compromising positions you would put him in if it meant he could gain even an inkling of approval from you. And it may just be his brain trying to comfort him, but he does feel significantly more lax in the company of others ever since you became a part of his peaceful life.

All of a sudden, he’s holding up better in mundane talks and people noticed. The patrons of his tavern were all flabbergasted to see that the air around Diluc has cleared and that it doesn’t feel like a chore to him to even talk to them. Even the traveler and their emergency food noticed that there was a different feel to Diluc upon their return to Mondstadt to fulfill some commissions. Adelinde could not be any prouder for her master as he indulged those small talks.

If only she knew why.

Case in point — Diluc has gotten better in socializing because of you. Only because anything seems far easier than being subjected into your shameless cruelty.

A quiet wail left the Darknight hero’s quivering lips as his back collided against the walls of your shared bedroom. The hurricane that ruthlessly terrorized his otherwise peaceful and dull life was you — relentless and absolutely merciless. All logic from his mind slowly went down the drain as you ruthlessly devoured him, like a lion forced into fasting feeding on a gazelle; you went in for the kill.

Your lips left no room in his neck as you enjoyed your feast. Much like that ridiculously gruesome analogy, you were just as deprived, forced into being a good partner for your beloved Diluc as he went on with a week filled with nothing but conducting business for the winery as well as doing his duties as the protector of Mondstadt while its occupants fall into a collective slumber.

Not like you were any better though — you were also just as busy, collecting research samples for your investigative partner, Albedo. And all of that resulted into missed quality times, as you were often away before Diluc could wake up and you were already asleep before he could come home. It was ridiculous.

But freedom was a theme that Mondstadt upheld and suddenly, there was free time. A sliver of chance where Diluc came home earlier and you went home a little later, only crossing paths on the way to the winery. And all that eventually led to your ferocious and undeterred expression of love.

Diluc could already see the glimmering stars as he tilted his head up to leave more room in his neck, eyes screwed shut to keep his mind off of the embarrassing position he’s in — held up against the wall by you, barely supported by anything but the wall behind him and your hands that gripped on his thighs when you lifted his legs up.

“Have you any idea how much I’ve longed for a chance to even breathe you in?” Your harmless growl against the skin of his neck was enough to send him into a spiral of embarrassment and pride. He never had much chance to feel someone’s incredible want for him until the day you came along and Diluc soon found that this was a feeling he could never let go of.

Alas, your question, rhetoric or not, was left unanswered when all of the experience he’s had in conversing with others left his pretty little mind. Just the feeling of your possessive hands grip onto his skin so tightly had him forgetting the every alphabet in Teyvat’s language. Short ragged breathing left Diluc’s lips and he finally opened his eyes when he felt you pull away, granting his neck to see the light.

Vicious and angry marks are bound to decorate his skin by the looks of it and he was no better than you — completely drowned in excitement and thrill.

You could see the wanton need in his eyes, now completely glossed over with a haze that looks all too familiar, you could even say that the feeling’s an old friend of yours — what with you being completely insatiable. That is until Diluc came into your peripherals and suddenly you had the urge to drag him where you are; and ever the pliant gentleman this man is, he quickly caved, only to realize just how ruthless you are.

Even so, it’s not completely unwelcome. Diluc’s mind muses as you dove back in, this time with an urge to leave him breathless for a much different reason.

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Itto

Excitement was not so much of a stranger in the company of Itto. He was always so exuberant, even to the point of it placing him in trouble under the Tenryou commission. And while the gang cheered him on (other than the reliable and trustworthy Shinobu), it still is, at the end of the day, nothing but trouble.

However, beyond that, the only thing that Itto could get consumed in excitement without getting in trouble are his ramblings about you. To say that he was your biggest fan would be an understatement, and just when people have started to think that no one could be prouder of Arataki Itto than himself, the moment your name leaves his mouth, no one else is escaping the plethora of praises he has for you.

You were his pride and joy and to be able to have you as his was nothing short of a miracle — well, not so much, considering that surely no one can resist Itto’s irresistible charms. And as he boasted about you and how you were all over him, people can only accept the fate they subjected themselves into. The usual victims of his rambling could just as easily ace a test that was all about you. People knew of the things you favored and the ones that didn’t, the things that can get you to stop doing what you are doing just to indulge yourself.

And you let them. You figured there was no harm done in Itto blabbing away who you are. Really, people knew you but you rarely ever showed yourself around them, being one of the work types in contrast to your partner’s easy going life. And besides, it was nothing short of amusing to see people’s faces when they finally catch a glimpse of the Itto’s priceless jewel that is you and you’d often hear people comment offhandedly about Itto’s words not even doing you justice.

You enjoyed those moments — the praises that you hear from left to right were welcomed with a captivating and grateful smile from yours.

But all that pales in comparison to the feeling you get when you praise your beloved, watching him completely fall apart in your arms as your honeyed whispers filled with promises of love and sin get him going.

“And then I managed to pick the biggest onikabuto! And when I got to duel I almost won!” Itto faltered a little as the realization dawned on him that it was yet another loss in his books. Fortunately, he quickly recovered, “N-Not that I didn’t lose because I suck! I let those kids have a taste of victory!”

“Hoh? Like before?” You entertained Itto’s whims as you continued to cut slices into the apples that his gang had managed to procure on their adventuring in the outskirts of Inazuma. “How generous. I could only hope to see the glee in those children’s eyes.”

Itto jumped up from his seat and headed over to you, arms snaking around your hips with his chin resting on your shoulder. You picked up a slice and fed it to the oni, who so gladly obliged your little act of service. In any case, someone could mistake the dynamics of your relationship with someone if they were to see just how docile you are and how well-behaved Itto seems to be.

But much like your job, you liked to work behind closed doors and you were far more appreciative with your own work when it’s only seen by your own eyes.

You swiftly turned around, still encased with Itto’s strong arms with an apple in hand. But such an innocent gesture can only be deciphered as deceiving, especially with the way your eyes glinted. It was dangerous and sharp, on the prowl like a hungry predator, and in this case, Itto was always subjected into the role of a prey. Still, with Itto’s lack of awareness, he can only give you a beaming smile, so filled with sweet innocence and… stupidity. Something you can appreciate more as this man’s sole corruptor.

“Just hearing you being such a nice oni to those children…” your voice shifted and even with Itto’s constant naïveté, he can hear the seductive danger behind your words. “You must’ve been a very good boy, huh?”

He quickly perked up, unable to resist your words. He almost felt his knees buckle — and he would’ve given out had you not been holding him up well. Wait, since when were you the one in charge? He was the one who had a grip on you earlier.

Without even so much of an effort, you spun him around, now the one trapped between the kitchen counter and your body. It must’ve been the Inazuman summer heat that suddenly set him ablaze — you flashed him a small smile that he could never recover from, so approving yet so domineering; all Itto could think about now is how he can draw out more praises from your sweet lips.

Lucky for him, you feeling relatively charitable that day. You brought up the apple slice against his lips, prying them open and watched with amusement as he opened his mouth willingly, obedient and pliant, like a dog. You leaned in, attaching your lips to the apple halfway through his bite and gazed at him, sultry and still so collected. Itto could only swallow dryly at the proximity and— oh, since when did you have such a vice grip on his bare waist?

Itto could feel himself squirm a little and look away, and you followed, not even letting him get a breathing room. You nudged the apple slice into his mouth still with that small smile that hid a lot of harmless malice, taking delight in the oni’s sudden subservience.

“What a good oni you are,” you repeated and Itto could do nothing but absorb every praise you’d give. “My good boy.”

He’s been such a good boy, right? Rarely any jail time for him. Surely you can reward him with something more palpable?

𐂂

Kaeya

Remorse was something Kaeya thought he would feel the moment he kisses his bachelor life goodbye. Admittedly, the situation with getting in a relationship with was a very rocky path he took on. It was a mess and even Kaeya could not smooth talk his way out of that kind of argument. It was an unhealthy push and pull, he wanted you so bad was much too terrified. He has other commitments and he has a mission to carry on his back.

But ever the benevolent person you are, you managed to put up with the highs and the lows of the infamous cavalry captain, letting him off to disappear for days only to come back in your arms, looking like a kicked puppy. Somehow you knew that even with his emotional availability, his constant flirting with others, you knew that even without the promise of his commitment, he would always, always come back to you.

And each time, you would receive him happily in your arms.

The moment that finally, Kaeya was somehow able to comfort or gaslight himself into thinking that a commitment to the real thing was miles better than him having to spend time with strangers, pretending that it was you underneath him. And boy was it a treat.

What Kaeya thought would be something he would entirely regret, turned into something far better (or worse) for him. You were the epitome of the alcohol he would spend mora on, the intoxicating heat that gets him all too feverish. You kept up with him like you did back when he would push and pull against you. His teasings quickly shut down by your quick mouth and sharp wit.

But he didn’t expect the way you were instantly able to subvert his expectations the night he decided to finally bed you. You took him with the dominance that he was sure rifthounds would cower from and he had to risk a day of being late in his position for the very first time in his otherwise clean career.

Within the few months, you’ve managed to embed yourself into his life like a poison, further dragging him down into something he can only see getting close to what seems to be an obsession. He was, by all means, addicted to your touch, the way you leave him breathless, and the way that absolutely no one knows the things you can do behind that innocent smile. Because you were a homemaker, the kind of person parents would recommend their sons and daughters to get married to.

It really was always the quiet ones.

However, you did not come without any risk. Kaeya was an important figure in Mondstadt, and more or less, he worried about your safety. Though it was not the usual safety issues that he has to deal with. Homemaker or not, he knew you can hold on your own with your vision. Though it was more on the fact that he had to keep the relationship a secret that you were in danger — as far as everyone was concerned, you were not taken.

And people sure did show their interest the moment you headed out to the tavern. He was supposed to have a quiet drink with you and enjoy your presence outside your lovely home for once.

“Oh, you absolute charmer!” One of the women by your side laughed loudly. She gave you a playful shove, and as someone who has been the one to receive and give such a tactic, Kaeya already knew her intentions with you. “It’s honestly a miracle of sorts that you’re still unwed!”

Kaeya had to intervene before any of the you-deprived people made a move. He entered the space and everyone parted out of respect. You only gave him a beaming smile that left him invigorated, “Ah! Captain Kaeya! What an honor!”

“Hoho~ the fabled Mondstadt’s homemaker heading out for drinks? How fascinating. Care to have a drink with me? I have much to ask of you.” It was a silent plea behind his words, and you weren’t always so mean to him hence your obedience, letting him lead you up into the far less populated second floor.

“Have you learned that there’s a way to see how well someone can kiss?” You were quick to bring up and Kaeya just had to know. He pulled you in by the waist, knowing that he’s safe from the prying eyes (and even if there were, he wouldn’t mind them seeing).

“Oh is that so? Pray tell what that might be, hm?”

“Apparently if you can tie a cherry step into a knot, it means that you’re an expert at it! And,” you paused, a hand digging into your pocket as you showed Kaeya what seems to be knotted stem, “Looks like I passed the test?”

Kaeya and his teasing nature couldn’t help but prod further, “Hoh? But shouldn’t I be the judge of that? Not some stem. Matter of fact, did you just do that to prove yourself… or to impress others?”

A mischievous mirth lit up in your eyes that usually gleamed of innocence and Kaeya was over the moon at hitting the jackpot. You wasted no second as you bent down, one knee already pressing up against his lower region and he had to stifle a quiet groan at the sensation. Truly, the grip you had in him was absolutely maddening.

With a grin, you tilted his head up, adoring the way his eye closed in anticipation. And to his surprise, he could only feel something rub up against his closed eye, as you gave it a generous lick, like a dog oh so happy to see his owner. But Kaeya had to wonder… just who was the owner in this relationship… surely even with the way you’re acting you would know…

You gave him a peck on the lips and Kaeya almost lost it when he could smell his favorite wine on you, “I may have to control myself for now, dearest. While it thrills me so, I believe you have a reputation to uphold.”

Kaeya could care less now, with eyes clouded with lust, he could only tug into your trousers with a lazy smirk, “Are you certain about that?”

The look in your hungry eyes said no.

𐂂

Tartaglia

Cruel — other than his loving family back in Snezhnaya, that was what people would initially regard him as if they were to know of his status as the eleventh harbinger of the Fatui. Should people look past his boyish charms and friendly smile, they would’ve known how utterly devious Childe could be. And that was something he took pride on, he loved the fear he instilled in his enemies and his time down in abyss only further exacerbated the carnal urge to come out on top.

He has his reasons though — considering that he was the youngest among the lineup of the Tsarita’s harbingers. He has to prove his spot, and if being merciless was the way to go through it all, then he would gladly do so with little to no complaints.

Alas, he was a competitive fellow too. Almost everything is a challenge to him; one he would take on with gusto and flawlessness; essentially what his trademark is meant to be. But even he was sure that he could not compare to the likes of you.

Especially in cruelty.

His very endeared partner, you, hailing from nowhere, you suddenly became a sought after figure under the Cryo Archon’s kingdom. Admiration could not even come close to Childe’s feelings whenever you would grant him a few seconds of your time to show up. But now that he has you as his beloved sweetheart, none could pry him away from you. And admittedly, he even became far more hesitant in heeding the Tsarita’s orders should he be parted from you on missions.

He says you’re his sweetheart, but even Childe knows better. It was you who turned him into a subservient sweetheart, pliant and soft under your mean gaze, almost begging to be around you for even just one second. And you were sure that he’d have gone mad in ecstasy if you starved him with only your blood to offer for his sustenance. Hence the ecstatic look on your beloved harbinger was nothing short of adorable when the Tsarita had let you accompany him to Liyue.

However, your cruelty knows no bounds; and Childe learned that the hard way.

Or perhaps, he was still learning as he watched you completely ignore him since your arrival in Liyue, opting to dote on his subordinates instead, which greatly infuriated him beyond reason. You promised! You promised that only he could have your attention within your stay, and that you would make up for the time he headed back home only to hear that you were in Fontaine, holding an audience with the Chief Justice of the nation. But you weren’t making good on it in the slightest bit.

If only he knew that your cruelty was a process to be had. That your cruelty in itself was a form of sickening kindness, a way for him to need you more, to realize that he can’t have it any better after you… not like there was ever a need to convince him anyway.

And as the night finally fell, a moody Childe faced you as soon as you returned home from your little outing with the Liyue Qixing (whom you’ve made a promise to have a deal with in the near future). There was a cute pout in his lovely face and you couldn’t help but huff out a laugh in amusement, watching his normally blank eyes emit such ferocious jealousy.

“Careful dear, any more of that and you’ll be having wrinkles.” Your laugh was quick to pull him out of his brooding, finding it hard to stay mad now that finally, you were talking to him.

Childe felt like a child deprived of any form of love as he made a mad dash towards you who barely left the doorway and engulfed you in a hug, tight and absolutely refused to let go. If he were only more aware, he would’ve seen the pleased devious smile on your face before prying him away from you, resorting into a disapproving frown from your partner.

“You owe me this much, y’know? You—” Not even before he could make his proper argument, Childe already found himself getting pulled back in, a grip around his waist with one arm while the other caressed his cheek.

“I owe you?” Your mirthless laugh sends shivers down his spine and as your gloved hands linger down from his cheek down to the skin of his neck, Childe could only whimper in a poorly concealed excitement. “Dear, I owe you absolutely nothing.” You spat and the harbinger took it with open arms.

He was quick to be reduced into a speechless man as your eyes switched from something loving to something far more dangerous and addicting. Childe could feel himself stiffen in anticipation as your fingers lingered around his neck, tracing his Adam’s apple with a thinly veiled threat.

“I owe you nothing, you lowly harbinger. In fact, I’d like to raise a complaint, yes?” His throat bobbed at your cruel look. “The one night we spent on the ship, it was in rather poor taste. Matter of fact, I despised it. You performed so poorly, I had to finish myself off with someone else.”

It was a lie you both knew, but the thought of you with someone else already had Childe gripping against the lapels of your suit, in complete desperation to prove himself once more. “N-No, wait, I can…”

Your sneer was thrilling as it was arousing for Childe, and the mere thought that this would be the determinant of his life with you that was hanging by a thread was enough to get him going. Childe wasted no time to press up against you, in need to do better than his less than stellar performance.

Your lips ghosted over his trembling ones with a smirk. You absolutely loved your little harbinger.

𐂂

Thoma

Guilt flooded through Thoma’s heart as set his course on breaking another poor hopeful maiden’s heart. By all means, Thoma may be unassuming, but it was something already disproven by the many confessions he would receive on the daily. He was Inazuma’s fixer, and was quite popular around neighborhood, not only as the trusted keeper of the renonwed Kamisato siblings, but also as the reliable man that anyone could go to.

And who was anyone to argue? He really did know how to aid people, so much so that the prettiest maidens ought to take him for themselves, finding his abilities endearing, and that while he was no Kamisato, he still is one of the most attractive men in the nation. Often times he does find himself to be the butt of teasing from Ayato and the pitiful smiles that Ayaka would give him.

While one would think it shouldn’t even be that big of a deal, it was more of the fact that there was an existing reason for all of this turmoil. And that just happened to be his dearly beloved fiancé, you. Alas, Thoma never had the guts to tell most people about the love that you and him shared, but rest assured he was not trying to hide you. It’s more of the prejudiced notion of him being a mere housekeeper suddenly about to get married to an important figure like you in Teyvat.

People were conservative in their views, and rarely do they find it amusing when someone of high status hopes to get married to someone who is beneath them.

Thoma hated it so, but he was doing this more for you. He has heard of the extremes Ayato has to go through to keep the Kamisato name alive. And while you haven’t experienced the same thing, Thoma wasn’t going to be the first reason for you to suffer the same fate as his boss — hence his resignation to absolute secrecy.

You, however, did not mind. Sure, you were placed on a pedestal just because of your influence stretching across all nations, but even a small uproar about your marriage to Thoma was nothing in comparison to your gigantic business, in fact, your underground organization can quash any hushed whispers from every corner of this world. But you respected Thoma’s effort and found them quite endearing, him going through all those lengths just for your sake. Nothing could get you going more than an honest and loyal man like him.

What you didn’t appreciate however, was the scene before. You’ve officially arrived back home in Inazuma, dressed in your finest robes as you were hoping to surprise your beloved fiancé — only to be greeted with a less than pleasant sight of a woman nearly convulsing in embarrassment as she spilled her heart out to who was meant to be yours.

Thoma had to learn the hard way. You ought to teach him a lesson. And that was certainly a promise you would make good on.

Thoma’s house was nothing short of comfortable and cozy, far more humble than the grand castle that awaits him as soon as he marries you. And while the luxury it brought was absolutely divine, Thoma could only argue that his home is where you are. It didn’t matter where, as long as you were in it, Thoma can live in peace.

And nothing could justify the absolute happiness in Thoma’s once he saw you by the stove, cooking something. You… you were here! With him again! His home has finally returned.

Oh if only knew just how much guilt would pool in his little heart once you get on with the punishment.

Tiny gasps escaped from Thoma’s lips, quiet murmurs of pleas for you to slow down, to let him breathe and ask why the sudden aggression. He had never expected you to be so rough. Your presence could be intimidating (even to him in your first meet), but you were far more gentle than this beastly rendition of yourself.

Despite his begging, you heeded so little of his words and pursued even harder, fingers intertwining on the chain of his dog tag, where his engagement ring was. No wonder that woman didn’t take a hint.

“P-Please, dear— let me—!”

“Was this some kind of joke?” Thoma should be scared, he knows, but the way your lips pulled into a mean snarl had him squirming in a far more pleasurable way. He shrank under your gaze as you tugged into the ring. “You are my fiancé — and I was just about ready to forgive you for even entertaining that scag when I realized your ring wasn’t on your finger.”

Thoma’s eyes widened at your words. Never have you expressed such distaste and jealousy towards him before, sure, you were territorial, but at the very least you were not an unreasonably jealous partner. It only served as a surprise when he realized that he was barely fighting this side of you, finding himself pressing further into you, to appease you.

The sigh of disappointment that left your system was the straw that broke the camel’s back as he quickly threw his arms around your neck, pulling you close as he murmured his apologies. He couldn’t bear to see you like this and to see you so disappointed in him… he might as well leave this plane of existence.

However, you quickly dismissed his apologies, “Let me make it up to you dear,” you muttered against his neck, already ready to nip at his creamy skin. “I’ll make sure no one ever makes the mistake of approaching you ever.”

Needless to say, the angry bright red marks on his neck never left under your surveillance and vigorous reapplication until Thoma drills the fact that he was yours into his head for good.

𐂂

Zhongli

Submission is a concept that Zhongli as Morax could never hope to entertain. He was the domineering figure in Liyue, being its god and everything. His position towered over his fellow adepti and ruled over every being that stepped in his nation with an iron fist. Zhongli would even go as far as to admitting that he was a brute at times, resorting into bouts of possessiveness over what was his. Only that, he can blame on his dragon characteristics.

However among all the people that hailed him up until his death, there was one that he just couldn’t particularly figure out. That thing being you — a puzzle piece that he couldn’t figure out. You were the physical embodiment of the rock that trips any unfortunate mortal in their path.

There was just something with the way you held yourself with your decadent nature that was sure to allure people from left to right. You carried yourself so lightly with an air of innocence yet every move you made was no doubt calculated, precise, and hypnotically seductive, luring him in like a sweet poison.

And as the years went by, he had worked tirelessly to close the gap that you yourself have made him aware of. He found it utterly laughable — the fact that he, the one who lords over everyone, making a conscious effort to get close to you. In fact, he was even sure it was you that compelled him to do so, forcing him into your space like a vortex that only has the intention of drawing him in and swallowing him whole.

Truly, Morax was worth his salt — considering that he was correct about his assumptions.

Zhongli sat with you in the comfort of his favored restaurant, opening his eyes after relishing in the tea that was served only to see your unabashed staring. He lightly bristled, surprised at your undivided attention. Even with the times you and him have spent together, nothing could best that gaze of yours — something that Zhongli felt proud in holding the distinction of having. No one has ever seen you look at someone like the way you looked at him, and it was something that the former Geo Archon took pride in.

“Something on your mind, darling?” He asked, hoping to pry open those chaotic thoughts of yours.

Still with that cloying smile of yours that he so loved to look at you, reached a hand to thumb at the corner of his lips, “Just you.” You laughed as you felt him stiffen under your touch. Zhongli truly was a treat for you to indulge and one you can never let go of.

He was your precious little dragon, unknowingly obsessive and possessive and so painfully subservient under your touch. You so loved to toy with him most of the time, but even then, you couldn’t erase the fact that he has you wrapped around him just as much he does to you.

Zhongli could feel his breath hitch as your gentle hands slowly pried his mouth open, and he, without question abided. You were still an enigma to him, still completely unaware of how much you’ve trapped him within your hold, with no hopes of escaping (not like he has wanted to). And as your fingertips brushed against his soft lips, he was much too distracted when a carnal desire glinted through your eyes.

The former god had to thank the bustling busybodies of Liyue harbor for covering up the absolute debauchery you had subjected yourself and him into — by the small gap between shops, dark enough from the shadow in between, you had pushed Zhongli into it with a look of desire on your face.

It must’ve been because he sought you out and that he was used to being the one who has to keep up with you, but there was something so delicious in the way he always craved for your touch. You weren’t even so scarce with it either, as every time he demanded, you obliged. Oh how foolish he was to think that he was the one with control — unable to realize the mere fact that with every touch that leaves him breathless is a poison the continues to corrupt him from the inside out.

Suddenly, every touch of yours was not enough — that he needed so much more, and all of it can be proven with the way Zhongli had desperately pulled you into him. He was filled to the brim with the need and want and you did not withhold any of it.

He was left gasping as you fondled him through his work clothes, lips attached to his neck that left one too many marks.

“Darling, please…” his pleas came out in a form of a breathy whimper and you had to be cruel.

“Oh? Look at you, so absolutely ruined, my lord.” Your jabs went straight the heat that pooled into his stomach, suddenly taken aback by your sudden coyness. It was taking him back to all those centuries that past when you and him were young and stupid.

Zhongli gripped onto your shoulders, uncaring whether or not he too had wrinkled your suit. A pleading look flashed through his eyes, much to your elation. But you continued to toy with him, somehow after being spoiled rotten, even the wisest consultant of Liyue could not resist the feeling of impatience that painfully ate away at him.

“How do you think your other adepti friends would say at the sight of their dear old Morax… so pitifully in need of his beloved’s touch?” Your words sent shivers down to his spine. You just took away his demands for your touch and now you’re depriving him of the praises you would sing to him so sweetly every time? How cruel!

A whimper escaped from his trembling lips, “It’s not… it’s not pitiful…” He tries to fight and justify but even then he knew it was a futile attempt.

Your hands that gripped his waist tightened and he fought the urge to grant you that sweet delectable sound of pleasure out of revenge, “I find that very hard to believe.” You weren’t even trying as you drew out what you wanted from him with one more forceful squeeze against his supple flesh.

His head quickly fell into your shoulder and you can slowly see the disappearance of the feared warrior god as Zhongli begged for your touch, “Please… don’t deprive me of this… you’re all I need and have…”

A huff of amusement left your system as you tipped his head up by the chin, you leaned in, giving him one tiny peck that elicited yet another soft whine and licked his lips, watching them glisten with your saliva.

“Right you are dear… I’m all you have and that’s all you’ll ever need.”

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tobi-boi · 1 year

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They want your attention

Characters included: Arataki Itto, Hu Tao, Kaedehara Kazuha, Scaramouche

Genre: fluff

Reader gender: gender neutral

Warnings: none

Word count: 455

✦Arataki Itto✦

╺ Itto wouldn't ask for it. He would just tackle you into a hug.

╺ If he spooks you too much, he'll be repeatedly apologize for it. He didn't mean to, after all.

╺ "I'm sorry for startling you."

╺ When he's had a long day; he'll just kinda walk over to you and bury his face in the crook of your neck.

╺ Itto loves when you play with his hair– so much so; that he wouldn't notice if you braided it, until someone points it out.

╺ He also likes to just hear your voice, it'd be enough to get him to fall asleep.

╺ If he knows you can sing, he'll pester you about it frequently.

✦Hu Tao✦

╺ Hu Tao necessarily ask for it either. She would just start telling you stories and jokes.

╺ "Heeeyy! [Name], guess what?"

╺ Sometimes she'll ask you if you want a hug, when she's the one who actually wants one.

╺ When she's had a long day; she'll just sit next to you and rest her head on your shoulder.

╺ Hu tao loves when you hold her hands and run your fingers over her rings.

╺ She also loves when you hold her face in your hands and trace circles on her cheeks.

✦Kaedehara Kazuha✦

╺ Kazuha, on the other hand, will ask for your attention. He'll ask if he can hold your hand or rest his head on your shoulder.

╺ "[Name], may I hold your hand?"

╺ Of course he'll respect your choice if you say no, he loves just being in your presence anyway.

╺ When he's had a long day; he'll just stretch his arms out, hinting to you that he wants attention.

╺ Kazuha loves when you play with his hair. If he's sitting on your lap with his face buried in the crook of your neck; he might even fall asleep due to it.

╺ He also loves when you sing for him, sometimes he also sings along with you.

✦Scaramouche✦

╺ Scaramouche wouldn't ask for it. He'll just stare at you– and when you look over at him; he'll ask you if you want his attention.

╺ "What? Do you want my attention or something?"

╺ When he's had a long day; he'll just demand you give him attention instead– that, or he'll just hug you from behind and bury his face in your shoulder.

╺ "Give me attention."

╺ Scaramouche loves when you play with his hair– he's usually using your lap as a pillow when that's the case and 9 times out of 10, he'll fall asleep.

╺ He also loves when you hold his hands and trace circles on his palms.

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fairykazu · 3 months

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orange peels ft. itto

cw: established relationship, its based off of that one tiktok trend | note: divider by @cafekitsune | masterlist

he does not understand whats going on

he acknowledges that you're filming so it has to be a video idea ? maybe you're taking really pretty selfies

when he does, he thinks that he has to prove himself by being the best orange peeler in the whole world

and maybe he'd get those selfies as a reward!!!!

you two were in the living room, he was taking care of one of his beetles. “hey, babe?”

his ears perked up, he turned towards you, heeding to your call, “can you peel me an orange?”

ittos face scrunched, “why?”

“just hungry.”

itto nodded, getting up from the little terrarium, mumbling to the beetle that he’d be back later. it took itto a long time to come back to the living room.

“babe? are you okay?” you heard itto scrambling in the kitchen, fast knife chops heard in the kitchen. itto winced loudly as he asked,

you got up from the couch, concerned.

“bro babe! im fine dont worry but ummm, how many oranges you wanted?”

you tilted your head, “like one?”

“ohhh…” itto drawled, nervously he walked into the living room with a bag or two filled with peeled oranges. there were rinds of oranges in his nails... you have to puck them out for him. “um, bon appetit?”

#genshin impact x you #astronetwrk #gender neutral reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact fanfics #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #itto x reader #itto x you #itto x gn reader

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sunarinscat · 1 year

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(Itto with a chubby s/o)

Itto knows everyone struggles with insecurities, but when he looks at you his seem to melt away. It's like a breath of fresh air, or the spray of an ocean mist on his face. His eyes fill with stars the minute he sees you and it's no wonder why. You are such a perfect contrast to his hard, battle worn, body and tough guy act for countless reasons.

Your smile is the most angelic sight in the world. When your eyes scrunch up, and your chubby cheeks pull your lips into a grin Itto notices the room light up. His gaze constantly travels to your pillowy skin, and he can't help but wear a dopey look as he squeezes it like dough between his hands. You're so soft and pretty you remind him of an angel. He feels so large, rough, and out of place, but being around you puts his mind at ease. It's almost like you balance him out. He believes your fat rolls are the most beautiful things in the world, and he adores the way your thighs bounce as you walk. He often kisses all the plush parts of your body just to show you how much he loves it, and he becomes entranced when you wear outfits that compliment your curves.

After a long day Itto likes to come home and rest his head in-between your thighs, on your tummy. His thumbs travel across your stretch marks and rub soft circles into your skin as he scrolls through his phone. He whines when you have to get up or make him stop because its 'tickles'. He doesn't care. He'll pull you back into bed and resume what he was doing with a playful smirk. When you're standing around doing anything he likes to come up behind you and grab at your love handles. He thinks they're the perfect spot for him to rest his hands and believes they were made specially for his grip. He'll lay his head on top of yours and stay like that as he sways you to the rhythm of his breathing. He mumbles in your ear bout’ how you were built for him and how precious you are, and sighs contentedly when you lean into his embrace.

Itto loves to spoon you. He likes curling around you and feeling you in his arms. He likes seeing you in comfortable clothes and pajamas because you look so cute. He thinks you look simply too sweet all comfy and tired, with your pretty thighs peeking out from under your big T shirt. If you sleepily tug at his hand and beg him to cuddle you, he will melt. Whisks you into his arms and away to bed, ignoring complaints of "I'm too heavy!" Because

a) you're not

and

b) for you he'd be willing to hold up the sky.

If he finds out your insecure about your body, he will be stunned because he finds your body to be the most perfect in the world. He's always taken on panromantic views, but when he fell in love with your figure there wasn't any other in Teyvat that could compare, and there never will be. He never wants you to change for anyone but yourself, and he adores you just the way you are.

[unedited]

Reblogs appreciated <3

#itto x you #itto x reader #chubby #chubby reader #itto x chubby reader #anime x y/n #anime x chubby reader #arataki x reader #gn reader #itto x gn reader #genshin x you #genshin x gn reader #genshin x chubby reader #anime fluff #itto fluff #cher.writes

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versadies · 2 years

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starting the day (the way of the househusband au)

SALUTATIONS. STARTING THE DAY (twothhau)

ADDRESSED. diluc ragnvindr, arataki itto, childe, zhongli, kamisato ayato, thoma, scaramouche, xiao, and kaeya alberich (w/ gn!reader)

CONTENT. fluff/angst/comfort, modern!au, househusband!characters, cheesiness, ooc?, mentions of yakuza, mentions of nightmares and trauma, NOT PROOFREAD PROPERLY (currently 3am rn ☹️☹️)

STAMP. short snippets of what it's like to wake up with them.

PENPALS. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @kazu-topia @chiruru @aqualesha @renamichii @mrkamisato @shenhesl0ver @serami00 @serenareiss @hiqhkey @emperatris-rinaka @bystander36 @irisxiel @ladycoleigh @034ven @dear-dairiess @owozi8 @hadesaedes @chiro-chiro-kun @hersscherofyatta @mariusvonhangme @yuzuricebun @hoshikistarlette @solaaresque @crowbird @lordbugs @flowersforayato @headintheclouddd @estelwrld @giyusimpsassemble @irethepotatosblog @moonlightaangel @alice0blog @shotosbrainrot @sniffoat @chihawari @mxsomn @kuni-kuzushii @jiminscarmex @mitsukii14 @nejibot @ylimeprive @sachispet @loreleis-world @sn-owo @starforecasts @someonetookmynamelmao @ceylestia @koshiisu @ymikkos @reallysporadicarcade

POST-SCRIPT. i havent posted anything related to this series for so long but here's some crumbs for you lovelies! enjoy the wholesomeness and cheesiness from your fav househusbands, comrades <333

LINKS. TWOTHHAU MASTERLIST || MAIN MASTERLIST

diluc.

When you wake up, the first thing you feel is your husband’s stare.

At first, you’d usually feel embarrassed and shy away from Diluc’s gaze on you, only for him to let out a small chuckle and trap you into a warm hug that you always melt in. His excuse is always “wanting to admire his darling spouse after waking up” – a very cheesy excuse indeed, but it all the more made you even more shy. After spending a few years living together, you had long gotten used to his shenanigans in the morning.

“Good morning.” You mumbled with a sleepy smile, looking into his red orbs that shone, something that wasn’t there when you first met him. “How long have you been staring at me?”

“Long enough for me to fall in love with you all over again.” He responds, giving a kiss on your forehead as you giggled from his cheesiness.

“Since when have you been so cheesy?”

“Since you came around.” Diluc hums, wrapping his arms around you into a hug. “You’ll have to get used to it.”

He then peeks at the time nearby as you continue to be comfortable in his hug. “You’re going to be late if you try to sleep again.”

If the conversation you had with him isn’t enough to wake you up, then it’s his reminder about the time that did the trick. “Oh crap, what time is it?”

“It’s eight–”

“Oh crap, I forgot I have a meeting at eleven!” Without another question you instantly sat up and bolted out from the bed to get ready for work with panic, causing Diluc to blink a few times and process the fact that you’re no longer in bed (much to his disappointment).

Disappointed that you’re no longer on the same bed as him, he decides to finally stand up from the bed with a few grumbles. “...I should go make their lunch and breakfast.”

itto.

When you wake up, the first thing you smell is––

Wait, is the house burning?!

You instantly sit up from your bed wide awake and look around your room in panic, only to realize that (1) your husband is no longer beside you snoring as loud as the city background noises, (2) there is no sight of fire around you, and (3) how long have you been asleep?!

“Itto?” You called, running out of your room to find your husband and get out of the house in case there’s actually a fire. “Itto, where are you?!”

“( Name ), sunshine, please don’t go down here!” You hear Itto said, causing you to furrow your eyebrows in confusion and go downstairs despite his words.

“Itto, what are you doing– oh my!” You gasped when you saw Itto in the kitchen trying to stop the fire that’s currently burning whatever your husband is cooking on the frying pan. “What happened?!” You freaked out, finding the fire extinguisher that’s hidden somewhere to completely stop the fire.

By the time you manage to find the fire extinguisher somewhere in a cabinet, you immediately start using it against the fire until it’s completely gone.

“Sorry, sunshine! I wanted to try something new for your breakfast and cook something from Liyue – but I didn’t know Liyue dishes are so hard to cook until now..” Itto apologized with a frown, watching you put the fire extinguisher aside before looking at your lover.

“It’s alright, Itto – but are you okay, though? You didn’t get hurt, did you?” You asked, checking on your husband in concern.

He smiles in reassurance. “I’m alright – no fire can defeat the Arataki Itto! I’m just bummed that I wasn’t able to surprise you with breakfast in bed..”

“It’s alright, there’s always next time. Why don’t we just make ramen instead? I’ve been missing your number one ramen.”

His eyes brighten. “You do?! Not to worry, sunshine. Just sit there and relax as I, the number-one-Arataki-Itto-the-Ramen-King, will make the best ramen you’ll ever see!”

You couldn’t help but laugh in response. “I’ll look forward to it then.”

childe.

When you wake up, the first thing you see is the blurry sunlight seeping through the curtains in front of you.

You slowly blink a few times until your vision becomes clear, and you decide to slowly turn around to check on your husband, who’s lightly snoring in slumber next to you. It really amazes you that the man beside you is your husband, you wouldn’t believe that you’d end up with someone like Childe back then until now.

Grinning in adoration, you couldn’t help but kiss his forehead before checking the clock on the nightstand, noticing that you still have time before your work.

Oh well, it wouldn’t hurt to start your day now..

You slowly turn around once more and try to climb off from the bed, only to let out an “oof!” when you felt warm arms wrapped around your body to prevent you from leaving.

“Stay with me?” Childe whines, his voice husk and deep from just waking up.

You couldn’t help but laugh as you placed your hand against one of his arms, not moving at all. “Ajax, I have to go to work. I have an upcoming meeting today–”

“That can wait, but your husband cannot!” He slowly sits up from the bed and fixes his hug sleepily, causing your back to now be against his chest with his chin on your shoulder. “You have so much time to get ready, why not spend a few more minutes cuddling together?”

Even with how many years you have spent with your loving husband, his affection never fails to make your cheeks warm so much, something that he’s proud of when it comes to your relationship with him.

“Alright fine, I’ll cuddle with you for a few minutes.” You said in defeat, only to shriek when he suddenly drags you down to your bed and started cuddling with you happily.

You could only hope you won’t get too invested with your cuddling less you want to be late again…

zhongli.

When you wake up, the first thing you do is to speak.

“Give me a few more minutes, Zhongli..” You mumble as you feel the gentle nudges of your husband, who’s trying his best to wake you up and get you ready to work. “Can’t I just stay here with you?”

You hear his deep voice letting out a chuckle. “As much as I wish the same thing, dearest, I unfortunately cannot allow my dear spouse to be late for work.” He said, continuing to try and wake you up until you finally decide to get up from bed.

Seeing how you’re still not budging at all, Zhongli lets out a disappointed sigh before removing his apron and climbing over the bed to you, something you didn’t mind until you realized what he was about to do.

As you expected, he starts attacking you with kisses all over your face, causing you to finally open your eyes slowly and laugh a little. “Zhongli, nooo!”

“I won’t stop until you wake up.” He mumbles before continuing to kiss you with a hidden smile. In defeat, you decided to sit up from your bed in hopes of stopping your husband from his actions, to which he did.

“What time is it anyway?” You asked.

“It’s almost nine.” He replied casually, causing you to let out a gasp. “What?! Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?!” You exclaim in shock as you stand up from your bed and check the time, only for your shoulders to slump when you realize your husband’s lying.

“...Seriously?”

He chuckles in amusement. “It definitely does the trick, my dear.”

ayato.

When you wake up, the first thing you touch is your husband.

It’s a habit for you to always reach out towards Ayato back when he was a yakuza, who’s unfortunately not always there beside you whenever you wake up due to his busy schedule. But now that he’s no longer a part of the crime life, he’s now usually — if not always due to him sometimes waking up earlier — sleeping beside you.

This morning is one of those days.

As soon as you feel your husband, you slowly open your eyes to look at him and see him facing towards you, sleeping peacefully, much to your delight and relief.

Ah, you could get used to this.

You smile as you admire Ayato, wanting to spend a few more minutes on the bed enjoying the quiet morning until your husband wakes up.

Now that you think about it, you wonder what Thoma’s going to cook for breakfast. Maybe it would be great if you could help him out once you get out of the be–

“Good morning to you too, love.”

You flinch when you hear his voice. “You scared me! I honestly thought you’d wake up later since I don’t have work today.” You comment.

He merely chuckles in response, leaning closer to you. “I didn’t mean to, I apologize.” He then gives you a kiss on your forehead. “Why don’t I make it up to you by spending the next few minutes cuddling? Or better yet, help you take a bath–”

Suddenly, you hear the sounds of the door knocking. “( Name ), are you awake right now?” Ayaka’s voice can be heard from the opposite side of the door.

You quickly look away from your husband, who’s displeased that his moment with you is interrupted. “I just woke up, you can come in if you’d like.”

Slowly, the door opens, and Ayaka takes a peek of you shyly. “I’m planning on going to the grocery store and buying some ingredients for Thoma, could you accompany me and take me there?”

“Why don’t I come with you both?” Ayato spoke up with a hopeful smile.

Ayaka shakes her head, still smiling. “Sorry brother, but you can help Thoma while ( Name ) and I go shopping.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of your husband’s disappointed face. “It’s alright Ayato, we can cuddle together when we’re done eating.” You reassured him before kissing his cheek and going up from your shared bed. “I’ll go get ready.”

The woman clasps her hands together. “Wonderful, I’ll be waiting downstairs then!”

As soon as you enter the bathroom, Ayaka then looks at her brother. “Sorry for interrupting your moment, brother.. Thoma convinced me to come up and let you know that he’ll start teaching you how to cook.” She said apologetically.

He gives sister a reassuring look. “Ah it’s alright, sister. It’s not like ( Name ) and I won’t be seeing each other the whole day.”

Mark my words, I’ll get my revenge soon for ruining my time with my spouse, Thoma… Ayato thought. Perhaps the blonde man wouldn’t mind if Ayato did something to make Thoma’s meal extra spicy…

thoma.

When you wake up, the first thing you call out to is Taroumaru.

“Oh you little…” You groan when you feel Taroumaru licking your face to wake you up. “Taroumaru, no!”

He barks happily when he realizes you’re awake, his tail wagging in excitement now that his secondary owner is finally done sleeping and continues to lick your face much to your dismay.

“Well aren’t you a stubborn little dog.” You comment as you lift Taroumaru away from your face, sitting up from the bed with him perched on your lap. “Where’s Thoma, hm?”

As if on cue, your lovely husband suddenly walks in the bedroom looking for Taroumaru, only for his eyes to brighten when he sees you now awake. “Ah, ( Name )! You’re awake!” He says, kneeling down on the ground when the dog jumps out from your lap and ran towards Thoma.

“Did Taroumaru wake you up again?”

You nodded sleepily, smiling at the sight of your husband affectionately paying attention to Taroumaru. “He did, he’s lucky he’s such a cute dog.”

Thoma laughs heartily in response. “I was actually supposed to wake you up for breakfast, but I guess this little man here beat me to it, did you, good doggie?”

“Woof!”

You proceed to let out a yawn before crawling out of the bed, heading towards Thoma. “I’ll be in the bathroom for a bit and join you guys for breakfast.” You explained before kissing your husband on the cheek, causing him to smile happily from the affection.

“Alright, take as much time as you need!”

“Woof!”

scaramouche.

When you wake up, the first thing you get is an aggressive morning from your husband.

“Wake up, sleepyhead.” Scaramouche said as he shook you awake. “I came back to this room after cooking breakfast only to see you still on the damn bed sleeping! Do you know how many times I have to call your name while cooking—”

“Alright, alright, I’m up!” You said and sat up from the bed groggily. “Did you really have to shake me that aggressively?”

“It always wakes you up, I see no reason why I shouldn’t.” He commented with a huff, watching you stretch your arms out and stand up from the bed to start fixing the bed — to which he immediately helped you with. “I made dry-braised salted fish for breakfast and already packed lunch for you, you better be down by the time you’re done with the bathroom.”

You couldn’t help but snort from how he acts such a mom towards you. “What would I do without you, my ever so loving husband?”

“Eat instant foods everyday and be late for work often, of course.” Scaramouche replied, puffing the last pillow. “That’s why I deserve some kisses right now, no?”

You rolled your eyes with a smile, leaning over to your husband and kiss his cheek. “Alright there you go—”

“Why not on the lips?”

“…Seriously? With my morning breath?”

“What’s that gonna do to me?”

“…”

“Come on, one kiss won’t hurt, would it?”

“Alright, alright whatever.” You said, before quickly giving a peck on his lips and head towards the bathroom before he starts asking for more.

“That was too quick!”

“Oh beat it, I’ll make it up later before I go off to work!”

xiao.

When you wake up, the first thing you find yourself in is your husband’s arms.

“Xiao, what did I tell you about waking me up by carrying me?!” You spoke, clinging onto your husband as he carries you towards the bathroom that’s by the end of the hallway, not caring about whether or not your weight bothers him.

“Forgive me, but you did swear with me that no matter what, I have to wake you up— and you wouldn’t move a budge when I called you, what did you expect me to do?”

You wince when you remember what you said to Xiao one night before the two of you sleep, unsure whether or not you’re grateful for it. “We-Well, you can put me down now! I’m definitely awake and I can walk on my own.”

You could’ve sworn you saw the way your husband’s lips twitched upward. “Hm, I’m not sure. You still look sleepy to me, you might sleep on the floor if I let you be.”

“You’re just looking for a reason to carry me, aren’t you?”

His silence and the slight tint of pink on his ears is enough for an answer, and before you could tease him, he suddenly puts you down on the floor. “We’re here, I’ll be waiting downstairs while packing your food.”

“Hey no fair, you can’t just escape like that—!”

And oh he can escape just like that, ignoring your protests as he heads downstairs to do his business, leaving you all alone in front of the doorway to the bathroom.

Oh well, you could just tease him later when you’re eating…

kaeya.

When you wake up, the first thing you do is comfort Kaeya.

You don’t know what’s going on, but your husband has been having nightmares for the past week. It hurts to wake up and hear your husband screaming and panicking over the one thing you can’t stop – his guilt, his trauma, his memories, everything. Although it was a little shocking for you to see your husband, your Kaeya, the man who’s always hiding something beneath all that charismatic and cool facade, being so vulnerable in front of you for the first time back then– you felt honored that you got to gain all of his trust and be there for him when he’s at his worst.

The best thing you can do is to comfort him and be there for him.

“It’s alright, Kaeya…” You spoke in a soft tone as you did all you can to hug his shaking form. “It’s just a nightmare, you’re here with me – no one will harm us here.”

He holds onto you, fearing you’d let go and disappear right in front of him – just like his father who abandoned him, just like his brother who left him for dead, just like–

“I won’t leave you,” Your voice cuts his thoughts. “I don’t want to leave you. Not when we have so much for us to do in life. I love you too much to leave what we have.”

He closes his eyes when he feels your lips touching his forehead. “It feels so.. Real…”

“But it’s not real.” You responded, cupping his cheeks to make him look at you. “What’s real is that you and I are here alive. We’ve been here for years, yet no one from your… past life has come to us, have they? You don’t have to worry about it. Even if one managed to find us, they would’ve struck us by now.”

You started speaking words of love and comfort after that, all of which made your husband melt in your embrace as his fears from his recent nightmare slowly faded away. He truly feels blessed to have someone as loving as his spouse who wouldn’t hesitate to drop everything for him, something he’ll also do in return.

It wasn't enough to magically make his nightmares go away, but it was enough to make him feel safe and loved.

Though, Kaeya still couldn’t help but feel shaken up after seeing Dainsleif in town a few days back then, who did nothing but stare as the two of you continued to walk back home after visiting the mall. Why was he there…? Is he here to take him back to the yakuza after so long? But then again… He must’ve just visited to check up on him…

“I’m sorry for ruining your sleep.”

You smiled in reassurance. “It’s alright, I don’t mind. What’s important to me is that you’re okay.”

The two of you then kiss on the lips, before Kaeya pulls away to speak. “I don’t deserve you…”

“You deserve the world after everything.” You replied, slowly closing your eyes. “Let’s go to sleep and hope you’ll have good dreams. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

With one last sad smile from him, he finally falls asleep with you.

As long as the both of you are spouses, that’s the dream he can live with.

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