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hunnieknight · 1 month

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"You would be a good parent"(NO Art)

Their reactions when you told them that during babysitting.

You babysit the kid with them and they see the future with you

Klee Edition

Modern setting, broken grammar, reverse comfort, implied proposal, babysit Klee!!, GN reader, established relationship, fluff, reverse comfort, self-conscious if u squint, again BROKEN GRAMMAR

A/N : drafted before Sumeru debut

A/N (3rd Nov 2023) : i can't finish this , so i decided to just post it, go ahead if you want to continue it

A/N (11th Dec 2023) : yeahh was about to do Kaeya in here but i can't finish it

A/N (23rd March 2024) yeah im not gonna finish this with art, enjoy

Diluc

You and Klee were in the living room, Klee was just playing on the floor when Diluc appeared from the kitchen and gave Klee a grape juice.

You see how his eyes are full of love whenever he looks at Klee, and how he easily opens the grape juice bottle when Klee couldn't.

You watched as his muscular arms open the bottle cap carefully, knowing his arms strength can lift up 2 to 3 wine barrels at the same time, yet he still knows how to be gentle around children.

After confirming Klee can open the bottle and go back to playing on the floor, he took a seat next to you and sigh in relief.

"You are going to be a good dad."

You have never seen the composed and serious Wine Tycoon turn his head towards you that fast. He stared at you with wide eyes, which made you take aback and immediately apologize.

"Oh no...I'm sorry, I know family is a hard topic and I shouldn't ha-"

"You can see me as a father?"

You asked yourself 'is this man truly can't see him as one? the man you wished to have the future with. The man who seems to be able to take everything under control. The man who would drop anything for you... can't see himself as a father figure?'

The way you quickly engulf him in a hug, you don't know why but you think it's only the appropriate answer to that question

"Will i..ever be a good one?" He whispered.

"You will be the best" You whispered back and gave his ear a quick kiss. "WE...will be the best". You can feel strong arms hugging your back. You both enjoyed each other's comfort

"Can Klee join in too?" Oh yeah..she is still here.

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Jean

All of you were sitting down on the floor while helping Klee do her homework.

You can tell Jean's ears were already full of Klee's blabbering mess about how hard the homework is yet her voice was still soft but stern guiding Klee.

You watched her palm on top of Klee's little hand to guide her. You don't mind at all when she put 100% of her attention on Klee, seeing her parenting side when you mostly see her buried in paperwork feels like a fresh breath of air

"You would be a good mother"

She just nods along since she is so busy buried in Klee's homework.

"Does that mean you gonna marry Jean?"

Until she heard Klee ask that with glee then she recalled what you said and blushed.

"N-no, I mean, yeah I will, but not now, Klee" you tried to diffuse the situation after seeing Jean just hide her face in her arms.

"You don't know that" you heard Jean whisper. "You don't know if I will ever be a good mother."

Your gaze softens, and your hand reach out to hold hers "Then prove me wrong by being the mother of our child".

She still won't look at you, hiding her face in her arms. The only answer you get is a squeeze from both of your hands intertwining.

"Her face is red!" Oh..and Klee's exclamation from peeking into Jean's arm.

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Albedo

It was dinner time, and all of you were cooking for dinner, Albedo's speciality as the main dish and a snack for Klee, Fish-Flavored Toast, her favourite. Klee was trying to spread the butter on the toast, Albedo was cutting the onions and tomatoes for the sauce whilst you cut the fish for the other dish.

As you turn around to check on Albedo and Klee, the view you see warms your heart. Albedo softly guided Klee with that calm voice of his, he showed her how to spread it better with the motion of his hands so Klee can still do it on her own but also receive help. When Klee used too much butter, he suggested she put the excess butter on the next toast instead of scolding her. Overall, a very domestic view for you.

"My my, if I didn't know any better, I would've mistaken you for Klee's father instead" You said as you walked towards them. Albedo looked up to you "Well, you aren't the first one to say that" He pats Klee "I'm your brother right, Klee?" Klee looked up at him "The best brother!" She flashed both of you a big grin then continue with her butter. You approached him, closing in to whisper right in his ear.

"Yeah right, you'd fit best as the father of my children"

You waited for his reaction, you can't see anything change with his expression yet you can tell his body is tense. He turned his head to whisper back at you. You can tell he smirked just by what he said next.

"You smell like fish~"

Your face went red and just smack him playfully on his shoulder. "I just cut fish for your dish, ya know?" You turned around to wash your hands and didn't notice how Albedo clenched his chest on his heart area. The sounds of the water splashing from you washing your hands covered the sounds of him exhaling the breath he didn't realize he had been holding.

"Father of your children..." Oh, how he wanted to make that into reality.

"Big bro Albedo, why is the air spicy?" Oh yeah...he is still busy with Klee.

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Rosaria

Rosaria wasn't part of your plan. You and Klee were just having a lunch picnic in the park. You were trying to stop Klee from feeding the pigeons with her bread until you heard a voice behind you.

"If you don't want to eat that bread you could've shared it with me instead." You turned around and see your girlfriend Rosaria standing and staring at Klee. Klee gleefully pats the seat next to her, inviting Rosaria to join the lunch.

The three of you spent the day talking and having lunch together. Rosaria told you that she was just having a walk when she heard your voice and Klee's. "Oh! That's amazing you can hear my voice from far away!" Klee makes a motion of 'far' with both of her hands. Rosaria smiled softly and touch Klee's nose playfully "Of course, someone needs to keep an eye on you, that's why I remembered your voice." Klee giggled and continued eating her meal.

Seeing the aloof Rosaria can warm up to a playful child like Klee. Even though she is awkward with kids you could see is trying. On your guys' way home from a picnic, you felt a tug on your sleeve. You turned around to see Klee wobbling and rubbing her eyes. "Are you tired? Want to get carried?" Klee just nodded and opened her arms, ready to get picked up. Before you get to pick her up Rosaria swiftly pick her up and adjust Klee in her arms. Before you could protest Rosa points at your picnic baskets and bags. "Your hands are already full, besides I'm pretty sure you won't last long carrying her."

"Well, I can trust you carrying our children around then."

Until you see Rosaria staring at you dumbfounded then you realized the weight of your words. "I- I mean- Uh..like..you know you are strong and such-and uhh- like-ugh..s-sorry..I should think twice before saying anything." You turned your head the other way, avoiding her gaze. Then, you felt a hand on your cheek, your gaze met hers again.

"Yes, i don't mind carrying them around."

She softly smiled at you. You could feel your heart skip a beat. The Rosaria in front of you seems different. Lovely and sweet.

"Only if you agree to be the one attending any student-parents meeting."

Oh there she is...this is the Rosaria that you love too.

#genshin x reader #genshin x gn reader #diluc x reader #jean x reader #jean genshin #albedo x reader #rosaria x reader #genshin impact #diluc #albedo #rosaria #imaginedraw

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kaletalecowboy · 9 months

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hello everypony

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ariespetal · 1 year

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Hanging out after work at the Knights of Favonius headquarters

#Jean and Kaeya’s friendship means so much to me #that is her best friend your honor #childhood friends to adult friends/coworkers peak dynamic #genshin impact #jean gunhildr #kaeya alberich #genshin fanart #kaeya #jean genshin #kaeya genshin #genshin impact fanart #knights of favonius #my art

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burned-out-match · 7 months

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kind of blurry but this took forevar

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daily-amber · 3 months

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day 117: friends!!!!!

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pheeonix · 11 months

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growth

#sporkklesart #genshin impact #diluc ragnvindr #jean gunnhildr #jeanluc #jealuc #man. can they explode please #diluc genshin #jean genshin

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akko-kagori · 9 months

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Jean: Um, you know that stuff can kill you, right? Diluc: *smoking cigarettes* Yeah, that's the point Kaeya: *drinking alcohol* We're trying to speed up the process Mika: *nods before taking a bite out of raw cookie dough*

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originalgenshinscenarios · 3 months

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Hi, I read your rules and I don’t think my request breaks anything. If it does I apologize.

I would like to request platonic headcanons for a sickly!sibling reader who was born with a weak constitution with Jean, barbara, ningguang and Ayaka.

Please and thank you.

It doesn't! I'm very happy about writing familial and platonic stuff :3

Jean, Barbara, Ninguangg and Ayaka with a sickly sibling

Reader here is gender neutral

Jean

There isn't a time where she isn't worried about you. She knows you're capable and all... But she just can't help but overthink sometimes.

Luckily at least Barbara can take care of you on daily basis, but she still wants you to know that you can rely on her too.

Your relationship is rather awkward, but it's easy to see how much Jean is trying her best during each of your interactions.

You still have a long way, but in the end as family you look out for each other in every way you can. Especially since Jean needs someone to look after her as well.

Barbara

You and Jean meant everything to her, so while she didn't spend much time with Jean she gave all that focus to you.

She knew how to take care of your condition since forever. There wasn't a time where she felt clueless about what to do in certain situations when your illness took a toll on you.

That and her abilities made for perfect support. She always made sure to also cheer you up when you needed it. Although she often worried she might say something wrong.

But she never did so. You could always count on her encouragement... That's why you felt bad that she was so nervous about possibly offending you.

Ninguangg

Ever since you were young she always took care of you. She never wanted you to wonder if you'll have enough Mora for medical treatment and such.

Of course you hated feeling like such a burden to her. Seeing how she had to find ways to earn Mora just to keep the two of you going.

You helped her in any way you could, and such upbringing only made your present bond stronger.

Although she was busy, she always made sure to have time for you. You're her family, and you're the most important person to her.

The last thing she'd do is to make you feel forgotten. She always reminds you to take your medication, you always eat together, and at least once a week you have a day where the two of you have some sibling bonding.

Ayaka

As she recently began going to different places, experiencing new things she always brings you along with her.

If your condition gets worse, she's willing to skip on some events because she'd never let you feel lonely or forgotten.

Either that or she tells you literally everything you want to know about her outing. She doesn't miss out a single detail and when possible she even brings a few photos.

You can always count on her, Thoma and Ayato (whenever he's home) but it's obvious that you're the closest to Ayaka.

~Mod Lisa

#familial relationships #sibling reader #jean genshin #jean genshin impact #jean gunnhildr #barbara gunnhildr #barbara genshin impact #gi barbara #barbara gi #ayaka kamisato genshin impact #ayaka kamisato #genshin ayaka #kamisato ayaka #ayaka genshin impact #ningguang genshin #gi ningguang #ningguang genshin impact #genshin ningguang

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lumine101 · 9 months

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Jean: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you. Diluc: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Jean: Absolutely not.

#genshin jean #jean genshin #jean genshin impact #jean gunnhildr #diluc x jean #diluc genshin #genshin impact diluc #diluc genshin impact #diluc #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact incorrect quotes

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hunnieknight · 1 month

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Ok she pulls up

[THIS WAS MADE IN 2021,i am reposting old video]

#jean genshin #jean #genshin #lisa genshin #lisa #beidou #beidou genshin #ningguang #ningguang genshin #genshin art #genshin fanart

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silentmoths · 2 years

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hihi! may i request genshin men/women whom you wouldn’t expect to cry or break down easily crying in the reader’s lap? no specific gender for the reader hehe

OHOHOHOHO HELL YEAH

sorry this was so late, had to pull a sicky from work yesterday because If i didn't I think I would have really had a gd mental breakdown, so I needed rest, and apparently so do

Diluc, Jean, Zhongli, Ningguang, Childe, The Kamisato siblings and Yae.

Fluff, comfort, sadtimes, lotsa smoochies

Diluc

When he breaks, it's quiet at first, barely a sniffle as he turns his head into your belly to hide his face.

However it doesn't remain quiet for long. Years of grief and pain will do that to a person, especially one who insists that he's fine on his own, bottling up his emotions and his true thoughts until he physically, mentally and emotionally just can't do it anymore and it explodes outwards with harsh, wracking sobs.

There isn't much you can say comfort-wise, you know why he's upset, you know there's no bringing his father back, there's no reversing everything. So instead you sit and you card your fingers through that stupidly soft mop of red and you hum quietly, sounds and touches for him to slowly focus on when he's ready.

You wont speak of it afterwards, these private moments with diluc are to remain exactly that. the fact that he trusted you enough to come to you when he felt that vunerable was special enough.

Jean

The poor, overworked, underappreciated acting grandmaster. She was always friendly and approachable, uncaring that at times, her job seemed thankless. which is exactly why you're caught so off-guard when you decide to show your appreciation by bringing her a Pizza, fresh from good hunter, to share for lunch.

She blinks down at the meal on her desk, and then back up at you, and at first, you think you'd done something wrong, but then she sniffles and tries to rub at her eyes, and before long there's torrents of tears and you're so caught off guard that the only thing your brain tells you to do is pull her into an embrace and just let her cry it out.

She's muttering apologies the entire time between wet, shaky sobs and you can only shake your head, tell her it's alright, let it out.

You make a mental note to kick some of her higher-standing officers into gear and have them show her little acts of appreciation more often, if simply bringing her a pizza had caused all this.

Once she's finally calmed though, she smiles at you, soft and warm, if still a little wet.

As it turns out, lukewarm pizza tastes amazing after a good cry.

Zhongli

The usually stoic ex-archon of liyue? considering how much he'd seen, felt, loved and lost in his lifetime, it's really a wonder he didn't cry more.

Even then, he's very...quiet about it. Simply laying his head in your lap without a word, which was the first clue something was off, for him not to be speaking, the second clue was that he hadnt asked. In all the time you'd known him, Zhongli always asked before doing anything, be it as simple as holding your hand, or kissing you.

So you can only sigh softly when you see the glimmer of gold slide down his cheek, his eyes shut, but his brows furrowed, before another golden tear slips out, and another.

You don't ask him what the matter is, there could be several thousand, or there could be one. He would tell you in time.

You simply run your thumbs across his cheeks, collecting the little golden tears, even they tingle with his raw geo energy, and are sinfully beautiful for such a sad moment.

When he finally opens his eyes again, you smile and lean down to press a kiss to his forehead. He could very well have had a full break down, to cry and scream and sob, but he never does. Part of you wonders if that's due to his own self control, or if he simply...didn't know that was an option. But he smiles back at you today, and mumbles a quiet apology, one you wave away

Despite this, he does not deign to move for some time, nor do you force him to. you might not have godly levels of patience like him, but for him? you'd happily sit forever.

Ningguang

It is so very rare for the Tianquan to finally snag a moment alone, and in those moments, she often chooses to spend with you. She apparently very much enjoyed the fact that you treat her like a regular person, treated her as an equal and not as a ruler. Which is why it was you who most often saw her cry, but even then, these events were few and far between.

This one however, you had somewhat expected. The jade chamber, her dream, her lifes goal, now lay in ruin, sunk to the bottom of the ocean. Everyone had branded Lady Ningguang once again as a hero, a noble sacrifice... That didn't mean she wasn't allowed to be sad about losing all her hard work. which is why, whent he dust had settled, she'd come to you. The look on her face was all you needed to open your arms and let her engulf you.

Her grief is loud, screaming sobs that remain muffled by your shoulder, sharp nails scratching your back as she lets that sadness consume her, and you smile, because she needed this, even if it was ugly, even if it hurt.

It feels like hours before she finally begins to settle, her chest heaving with the exhertion of such forceful emotion, and she slumps. you're there to catch her, you always would be, winding your arms around her middle, rubbing her back and mumruring words of comfort and reassurance.

It would take a few more hours before the Tianquan was anywhere near ready to face her public again, but her secrataries would do their best to keep public eyes off her for a few days so that she may have a silent moment to grieve the loss of her home with you.

Childe

The harbinger had caught you off guard. You'd been spending the day with him, causing chaos and the like, anything to escape, as he called it 'paperwork hell'

It's as you're both winding down for the night, that you crack a really stupid knock knock joke at him, but instead of laughter, his eyes well with tears and he crumples into you.

Of course you're shocked and panicked at first. had you done something to upset him? could you do anything to fix it? it's only when he rasps out that that was the exact kind of shitty joke his siblings would tell him that you realise.

Childe was horrifically homesick.

Of course he had to be. For as rough, tough and unflappable as the eleventh harbinger could be, he was still a kind, caring, family-loving kid. he was still a kid, a kid who had been shipped off and then quite literally shipped out of home without as much as a goodbye, I love you.

So you simply pull him closer, holding him as tightly as he was holding you, which was damn-near squeezing the air from your lungs, but if that's what he needed, so be it.

the entire time, he rambles wetly about his siblings, their little quirks and their jokes and how each of them were just so perfect and how much he missed them and wishes he could see them again.

Once he's calmed some, you suggest perhaps writing a letter, something you knew he already did, but this one would be simple, to the point, one that told each of his siblings how much he missed them in detail. An idea that he gets behind as soon as he can wipe his eyes properly.

Ayaka and Ayato

Ayaka had been the one to ask if you would join them today, you didn't exactly understand what was going on until you enter the estate and everything seemed...sombre.

A quiet question to one of the housekeepers had confirmed it...today was an anniversary... commemorating Mrs. Kamisato's passing... it was then you understood why Ayaka had asked you to come. The quiet, reserved woman never made it a secret how much she missed her mother, and had told you on more than one occasion that you were alot like her in many ways.

However when you enter the main building proper, you're all but engulfed in her embrace, tears already running down her face even as she smiles up at you. thanking you for coming.

You would always be soft for her. Even now as you sit, legs tucked neatly beneath you and her head resting on your lap, stroking her hair and humming a soft tune as she talks about...anything really.

It's not until another presence flops beside you that you're even aware ayato was home, the young commissioner was often so busy with yashiro commission duties that he was seldom seen.

but his face is heartbreaking. Usually he kept his expressions stoic, if not a little aloof...but today his eyes were a little red, wet-rimmed and puffy, his expression forlorn and despondant.

of course, he likely missed his mother just as much as ayaka did...so now your free hand was occupied with stroking his hair as well.

Ayato is alot quieter about his grief, simply laying there, eyes shut as he listens to his sister recount stories and happier times, but you do happen to notice the way the commissioner's hand clings to your sleeve, exactly like a sad child would.

A couple of days later, you recieve what had to be the biggest bouquet of flowers to your home, along with several other extravagant gifts, none of them have a sender, but you know.

Yae

Lady Guji spent a good majority of her time being shrewd, bossy and more than a little bit intimidating. However if you did what she asked and were quick about it, she was actually rather easy to get along with.

It's one night when you find yourself unable to sleep that you slip out of the sleeping quarters and find yourself face to face with Lady Yae. She was never particularly strict about the shrine maiden's sleep routines, but she shoots you a glance before turning her gaze upward towards the sky, and that's when you see the faint, watery buildup along her eyes.

You should have simply let her be, but you're not the kind of person to let someone crying stay alone, especially not someone who was so well put together. So you find yourself leaning against the rail and asking if she needed anything.

'company' was her response, her gaze still fixed upon the stars, and so you simply nod, shirking your usual shrine-maiden mannerisms and pulling yourself up to sit on the wooden railing.

Without any prompting, she begins to speak, about her old friends, other yokai that had long since left this world, the stories and the adventures and you slowly begin to realise that for all she was, all she had, Yae Miko had lost just as much as she'd gained.

Her greatest loss was Raiden Ei, how she'd closed herself off, become a shut-in, sealed herself away from the world to preserve eternity, all without saying goodbye to her closest friend and confidant... that really had to have been an upsetting time for Lady Yae...

you're not sure what to say, so you simply listen. it's only when her voice cracks that you open your arms, surprised when she does indeed take the offer, resting her forehead against your chest with a quiet, sad sigh. She speaks about how she misses the way things used to be, how Raiden Ei's eternity was something that was beautiful, but felt unobtainable, and how she wished her friend would come back to her.

after a while, she finally falls silent, and you simply remain, a hand resting on her hair, you desperately fight down the urge to touch her ears, even as they give the occasional twitch.

Sure, after a while she finally seems to be back to herself, threatening that if you were to ever tell anyone about what had just transpired, your remains would never be found, but you can only chuckle and nod. Classic Yae.

#Genshin impact scanarios #Diluc genshin #Jean Genshin #Zhongli Genshin #Ningguang Genshin #Childe Genshin #Kamisato siblings Genshin #Ayaka Genshin #Ayato Genshin #Yae Genshin #Diluc x reader #Jean x reader #Zhongli x reader #ningguang x reader #childe x reader #ayaka x reader #ayato x reader #Yae x reader

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kaletalecowboy · 1 month

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"For mondstadt, as always"

#HAPPY JEAN DAY !!#there was a version without the whit line but then the art is incomprehensible if your device is on low brightness #anyway shoutout to chromatic abberation for saving this drawing ty #genshin #genshin impact #jean #jean gunnhildr #genshin fanart #jean genshin #jean genshin impact #kale art

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nyctolycoris · 1 year

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Anemo Character ( excluding faruzan due to blacklist reasons ) Layout Pack for Twt ! 🍏🍃🤍 Like / Reblog / Credit if Use | Psd by cocobear019 & breewaffle

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totally-correct-genshin · 1 year

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Lisa is completely surrounded by idiots. Overworking idiots.

We have Jean, who is the queen of the overworking idiots, but then theres the rest of the list

Kaeya, Eula, Albedo, Diluc, Amber, Barbara, Noelle, maybe Sucrose.

At this point Lisa must be like: goddamn someone give tjem another forced vacation

#genshin impact #mod amber #lisa minci #lisa genshin #jean gunnhildr #jean genshin #genshin eula #kaeya alberich #kaeya genshin #albedo genshin #diluc genshin #amber genshin #barbara pegg #barbara genshin #noelle genshin #not a poll #sucrose genshin

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daily-amber · 1 month

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Day 144: happy jean day to all those who celebrate

#its. over in three hours or so where I live but #genshin impact #amber genshin #genshin amber #amber #genshin #jean #jean gunnhildr #jean genshin #genshin jean #kale art

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manias-wordcount · 2 years

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Office sex with Jean and Lisa to relieve stress? 👀

Too Good to Be True (Jean x Reader x Lisa)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺 !!!! 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘃𝗼𝘆𝘂𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗺/𝗲𝘅𝗵𝗶𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗺

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

You really came just to drop off lunch, honest! Just give a quick hello, leave it on her desk, and be off on your merry way back home. That was it, you swear!

But then Kaeya stopped you just as you entered the Knights of Favionius headquarters. And he pleaded with you to stay with her for an hour- maybe more. He, alongside everyone else, wanted her to take care of herself. They wanted her to just take a break and think of resting for once. And at this point, you were the only one left to convince her. The only one who could get through to her at this point. So of course, it pulled on your heartstrings. On most days, you’re a housewife. Besides the few days a week you spend as a volunteer at the library as Miss Lisa’s little assistant, you have a hard time feeling important when it’s only Jean around to appreciate your work. And even then, it’s hard for her to notice anything but the bed when she’s overworked.

Naturally, you obliged. What was the harm anyways? Dinner was done for the week and the laundry was already out to dry. Perhaps she could find some use for you. You figured she might appreciate sitting back and eating lunch while watching you organize her file. You could even run an errand or two for her. Just like you used. When you were both just starting to fall in love.

But then Miss Lisa approached you two. A few books tucked under her arm and a knowing smile on her face. Chiming in about how she needed to get Jean’s advice about something. Something that apparently couldn’t wait. And for some reason, your gut was telling you that maybe you might be away from home a bit longer than you’d imagine. But surely that has nothing to do with the hand she had just placed on the small of your back as she guided you to the door of your wife’s office, right?

Right?

Of course, people change. People lie. People hide their intent. They do all sorts of things. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worst. Sometimes the woman you fall in love with learns to manage her stutter around you. Sometimes the woman you fall in love with learns to know when you want to hold her hand or when you want a kiss just from a simple look. And sometimes…

Sometimes the woman you fall in love with trains you to drop your panties and lift up your skirt on command the second she pats her thigh. Even while you’re still in the presence of a very touchy Head Librarian.

“J-Jean…” Your voice is breathless as you call her name. Yet she pays you no heed. Same as she did for these past ten minutes that she was finally able to lay her hands on you. “Jean, I can’t… ”

“Honestly, Jean you’re so cruel to her,” Besides you, Miss Lisa is tutting as she continues to stroke your hair. They’re feather-light touches and their only purpose is to make your body burn warmer at the thought of someone else besides your wife seeing you in such a state. But every once in a while you’ll feel it- the slight crackle of electricity from her fingertips. Sending the smallest jolts through your body. Reminding you that you are currently the farthest thing from alone. “If she were all mine I’d let her have her way as soon as she asked for it.”

Your legs ache, and your arms are starting to grow tired. But the weight of Miss Lisa’s words can’t help but travel straight to your pussy, exciting your further. Though the second you try to lift yourself up on your own two legs, Jean’s arm tightens its grip around your waist. Her eyes slide over to you for once. Though she never lets go of the pen still trapped in her right hand. Instead, she has you sit there. Completely and utterly silent as her hand continues to glide across the paper as she writes out her perfectly crafted signature. All while you stay there, legs wrapped around one of her thighs as you roll your hips over and over again. Hoping for an orgasm you’re sure will never arrive. And you hate it.

You hate it so much that you can’t help but love it.

“But she’s not your wife.” Jean reminds Miss Lisa in a matter-of-fact tone, her gray-blue eyes meeting a pair of green ones with a raised eyebrow. The way she speaks is so casual even though someone is watching her wife get off. It makes you feel embarrassed about your position. About your vulnerability. Your neediness. Your everything. But quick looks from Jean and Miss Lisa remind you that you are the show. You are the entertainment. A teasing stroke of your leg and the ghosting of a touch over your still-clothed chest may be the extent of what’s allowed now. But something tells you that they’ve been planning this. Something tells you that more is on the horizon. “And I do with her as I please.”

More of things you just wouldn’t know until it’s right in front of you.

You’ll never understand what she means when she says having you like this makes it easier for her to calm down and focus. As far as you’re concerned, the feeling of you riding her thigh must serve as the biggest distraction. What's more, the critical input of another commenting on how one pleases their partner. Still, it was Jean’s idea for Miss Lisa to lock the door behind you both as you hiked up that skirt of yours. Jean’s idea to have you sit pretty on her lap and to bury your face in her neck whenever Miss Lisa would state how your little whimpers and gasps start to get a little loud. And of course , Jean’s idea to continue working, to continue speaking to Miss Lisa the entire time she edged you in her office, the outsider just sitting mere inches away from you. Though who are you to stop her?

No one, you can’t help but think as a whimper passes through your lips. No one at all .

Because you can’t help but love it. All of it. Even if it seems too good to be true.

“Just a few more minutes, beautiful,” Jean murmurs before turning her head and delivering a soft kiss on your forehead. Instantly you feel your face warming again at the pet name and soft gesture. In return, you brush your fingers against the back of her neck, tracing small patterns into her skin. The quiet sigh she lets out as her attention returns to her work is enough to tell you that she enjoys the feeling. Though the way the arm around your waist starts to coax you into moving again is enough for you to suddenly become hyperaware of the slick mess you’re making on her tights and the growing sensitivity of your clit as it brushes against the fabric. “A few more minutes, and we’ll take care of you, okay?”

‘We’ll take care of you.’

It confirms your suspicions. An inkling of a feeling that you weren’t still here just to be watched. That soon enough, Miss Lisa’s fingers that spend their most precious time fluttering around your jaw and your neck will soon find their way lower and lower. You feel so greedy, sinking in the attention of both women. As much as you loved your wife, you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander when you were in the presence of the Head Librarian. There was no denying the fact that she was almost as gorgeous as your wife, though it was her touches while you were at the library that always had you dreaming about a chance for something more. Hugs that last too long, hands on your hips while you’re using the ladder. All the signs were there for you. But you didn’t believe them. You couldn’t believe them. A threesome with her wife and her subordinate?

There was just no way you could imagine Jean ever saying yes to such an outrageous request.

But she did. At some point, along the way, Jean said yes to the idea. Just like Miss Lisa have at one point. And just like you’re doing it now. Choking out a “ Y-yes!” before tucking your face in Jean’s neck and biting at her collar as Miss Lisa’s hands suddenly grab a hold of your hips and grind your body into her your wife’s leg hard. You’re saying yes. To all of it. Because you can’t help but love it. Even if it seems too good to be true.

“Look at how excited she’s getting Jean!” Miss Lisa’s adoring coos are causing you to lose yourself with every word she speaks. Her breath tickles your ear in a way that sends shivers up and down your body. That, coupled with the tiny sparkles of electricity now dancing across your hips as Miss Lisa guides the pace at which you ride your wife’s leg is enough to make you feel dizzy with pleasure in ways you never have experienced before. “I don’t know how you’re able to leave her at home every day. We should have planned this soon.”

The way they both speak. To you and to each other, it’s so taboo. It’s so wrong. But now that you have it, you can’t help but realize how right she is. How did you go so long without this? You liked the thrill of doing it in your wife’s office. You liked the thrill of doing it for an audience. And you loved the thrill of doing both because they wanted to share you. And here, anyone could knock on the door and disrupt the moment. Either woman could be needed at any moment. Pulled away at the drop of a hat. You liked that. Even if the door was locked. Even if the whole building knew Jean was supposed to be taking a break. Even if the whole building knew that Miss Lisa had an important meeting right this second.

Something could happen. Something you wouldn’t be prepared for. Something exactly like this. And that aroused you. The excitement of someone seeing you as Jean’s easy little wife going stupid in the woman’s office. Her private time already getting spoiled by a Librarian who was never good at keeping her hands to herself. Someone come to learn just how ready you are to bend over at Jean’s every command- even while someone is watching you. Even while someone is touching you. It’s becoming too much. The excitement of being what she wanted - no, what they both wanted instead of taking a break. Instead of working. Instead of each other.

And it’s all because of you. You, you, you.

“Yeah. She’s such a good girl, isn’t she? ” The praise from your wife is purred in your ear, sending another round of shivers down your spine. It’s accompanied by the scribble of her pen across paper- showing that she’s still hard and fast at work as always. But by now, she moving her leg beneath you. Timing her movements with what Miss Lisa is guiding you into. Steadily gaining a shared rhythm with an occasion squeeze or stroke of your hip as motivation to keep your focus on what’s in front of you. Though their breaths are growing more labored. And their eyes are meeting yours more and more. They’re becoming impatient. They’re becoming eager. It’s all because of you . “Just you wait. When I’m finished we’ll put you up on my desk. And then we’ll have some real fun. Does that sound good?”

It does.

It really, really does. So for now, you’ll bear it. You’ll bear your aching knees that keep you upright on Jean’s lap. You’ll bear your tired arms that are growing stiff from their place wrapped around Jean’s shoulders. You’ll bear the little jolts of electricity Miss Lisa throws at you just to get you squirming. You’ll bear Miss Lisa’s warm hands and her lewd whispers too. And you’ll bear the orgasm that’ll never come from just these simple motions alone. Because it’s what was asked of you. Because it’s what thrills you. Because it’s what she wanted to do. What they both wanted to do. And what you wanted to do too. But most of all?

Because it all feels too good to be true.

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