What A Wholesome Blushing Parade :')

What a wholesome blushing parade :')

“friends don’t kiss each other like this.”

or: the things they’d say to you in return.

character/s: xiao, scaramouche, kazuha, ayato, childe, diluc, thoma, albedo

“then maybe we shouldn’t just be friends.” XIAO mumbles dazedly between your kiss, fingers tracing your jawline as he absently admires the soft luster of his saliva on your lips. he watches as you shyly lean in for another passionate kiss, and he can’t help the sly curve that threatens to contort across his lips when he pulls you in to willingly oblige.

“who said i wanted to be your friend?” SCARAMOUCHE sneers — triumphant in pinning your body to the wall to keep you from running away, yet equally mirroring the blatant crimson shade pouring across your face. he sneaks a hungry glance at your lips but doesn’t remember meeting them, until your timid initiation of a plush sensation vividly comes back to both his memory and reality again.

“‘m sorry, love. i don’t think i can do it anymore.” KAZUHA smiles in defeat, yearning quietly as he stares transfixed by your lips, enchanted by the feeling of your mouth against his. he hopes it’s okay with you that he’s finally expressed his stubbornly pent-up feelings for you — he hopes deep down you’ll kiss him once again long before he forgets the exhilarating feeling of it. and when you bashfully move closer to capture his mouth in another soft kiss, he wonders if you had somehow heard him begging you to put your lips on his aloud.

“archons, please don’t remind me about that.” ALBEDO murmurs in a low and annoyed breath, pulling you back into his lips to steal several more heated kisses. he hadn’t planned on what to do if you would have pushed him away out of disdain, but the fact that he feels you carefully melt in his arms and your fingers run through the tousled mess of his blonde hair, makes him softly smile and wonder if you had been waiting for this singularly beautiful kiss as long as he has.

“so you’re saying that…if i called you mine, you would let me kiss you again.” AYATO hums aloud in contemplation, giving you a side-glance of confirmation. his heart soars when you hurriedly look away with a bashful expression, and he cups your cheeks for a second time, now with the faithful promise and intent of making you truly his, for perhaps eternity if you had allowed him, and even longer then.

“great. i always thought that we could do better.” CHILDE smirks nonchalantly, pressing a soft kiss against your jawline when he sees your cheeks instantaneously erupt in burning red. he’s been making discreet advances after all these long years, and eventually rendered you a complete and utter idiot when you had simply brushed it off as a courteous gesture from a friend. he knows kissing you will finally thrust his perseverant intention in your mind — and he figures by the flustered look on your face, you don’t seem to mind being on the receiving end for a handful more moments of his lips against yours.

“i wasn’t kissing you as a friend…” THOMA awkwardly clears his throat, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise to his ears. it had taken him weeks, or even months, to finally set his mind on the bold gesture of kissing you and asking you out. he had prayed to the gods that there was a possibility you wouldn’t reject him after everything you’ve made him feel, but that singular string of hope began to dissipate farther into the deep abyss. and he only manages to grab ahold of that long-drifting fantasy, when you’ve eventually brought him back to reality, by grabbing his shirt in hopes of meeting his lips for a second time, and maybe someday, a thousand more times.

“that’s fine, i wasn’t planning on staying as one for any longer.” DILUC whispers hotly against your lips, dizzy by the unfamiliar yet addicting sensation of the kiss. he knows he should probably distance himself from the close proximity, because if you keep clutching so tightly onto his coat for any longer, he might just take his chances and make the mistake of kissing you again. but you stay stubborn in your position despite looking hazy and flushed, and this time when he latches his mouth against yours, he doesn’t bother to care about any more regrets later on.

 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Read between the lines

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Hello Lovely~ : ̗̀➛ Synopsis: Unspoken ways they say “I love you”

: ̗̀➛ Featured Characters: Thoma, Itto, Gorou, Xiao, Zhongli, Diluc x Gn!Reader : ̗̀➛ Content Warnings: No warnings needed.

Yours Faithfully, Viktor.

                                       … 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 …

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Way Back Home

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Relationships: Separate!GenshinCharacters x gn!Reader Characters: Xiao, Childe, Scaramouche Genre: Fluff and Crack Comfort Warnings: Just Spain without the a

Song: SHAUN feat. Conor Maynard - Way Back Home

Author’s Notes: For once in my life, I am here to serve you with a well deserved fluff.

Summary: You will always find your way back home.

Xiao

He mistook your tiredness as the need to leave. Little did he know, you were anxious to go back.

But you had to go back, because you had never said your goodbyes to your family back in the other world.

Other, because that world was no longer your home. You found comfort in Liyue, and it had the person you wish to build a home with.

Xiao can no longer feel you. You had finally left this world with the Traveler. He felt lost yet secretly hoping you would come back.

Oh boy, every night he takes time to search for your voice, uttering your name softly hoping you would respond with his. Then one night, you did.

Xiao had been used to being alone for a very long time until you came into his life. But now that you’re gone he mostly reminisce about your touch and your overall presence. He had sworn to himself that you would always have a place in his heart until the end of time.

Contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t push these feelings away. He would replay your memory with him over and over again so he doesn’t forget about you. You had only been gone for a year, and he was already losing himself to the memory.

Like always, one night is all it took. He sat on his usual spot where he would gaze upon the stars, wishing and hoping for something. Was he ready to let you go?

Your name slips past his lips longing for an answer. Then suddenly he hears you call out to him, the same voice, the same voice he loves and will always love.

Ah yes, even the stars are messing with him now. “Xiao, I’m home.” Yeah right, home. He wasn’t your home- He must be hallucinating. Is his karmic debt finally engulfing him whole?

Laughing to himself, he felt his chest tighten. What if he does follow the voice and you weren’t there? But Xiao could care less anymore, hallucination or not…what if it was truly you?

This man found himself back at the Wangshu Inn, is his mind really messing with him? Xiao doesn’t take things slow, but for once in his life every step he took was heavy and he wouldn’t dare teleport his way through the top. He needed time to prepare himself after all.

You on the other hand were standing at the edge of the Inn’s balcony, fiddling with your fingers looking like a mess. Xiao would definitely come, right? All you had to do was call out his name, right? Is he mad at you?

You were exhausted, who new world traveling would suck your soul out down and over? It doesn’t matter, at least you are back even though it felt like you got ran over by a truck.

Xiao might have taken his sweet time up the stairs, but the moment he saw your figure though the door. You wouldn’t believe how fast he sprinted his way to you. He knew it was really you, he can feel it, he can finally feel you. “You’re here-” He could only mutter softly, holding you like you would fly away any second. “I’m finally home.” Celestia above, he will never let you pull that shit again-

Childe

Why wait for the next life when you’re already rummaging your way through his office? This man’s office had been a mess for these past 6 months.

You had only come back, and the thing that welcomes you is hell. It looks like a hurricane ran over this place, and you could only sigh to yourself.

You arrived early this morning when he had already left. Nowadays he would spend a lot of time outside, taking up every mission he can get his hands on.

At night he would spend time doing paperwork and thrashing his office. That would explain the mess this room has to offer.

You may or may not have bribed his secretary and fixed the place up by yourself. You might as well do this after the whole shit you pulled.

Childe might have wished you the best, but he wasn’t doing the best on his own. He had gotten more frustrated every passing day.

Even the other harbingers wouldn’t dare touch that subject with a 10 feet pole. They might lose a limb or two if they try.

Childe hadn’t been sleeping well either, he didn’t want to wake up disappointed without you beside him.

The feeling was intoxicating and heavy, he doesn’t know how long it would take for him to move on. Does he even wish to move on? Forget about you? Hell no. Weaponized trauma, that’s what he is good about.

Making his way through the office, he cannot wait to cry himself to sleep and just do what needs to be done. The amount of paperwork he has to do though might distract him away from the crying.

Scratch that, you might distract him away from all that. The moment he steps foot in that dreadful office of his, he saw you slumped on his chair asleep.

Yeah right, that is a definite hallucination. He doesn’t even think you are an intruder. He only sighed to himself, too tired to bother.

He felt a tug in his chest though, sweaty palms and all the glory. He was spiraling and may or may not be panicking.

He made his way to your side, trembling with every step. He basically welcomes your presence by poking you. He pokes you for a few times, still panicking when he can actually feel you.

You woke up to him standing there, bent over and poking you. “Ajax, what the hell?” Don’t mind the man if he basically launched himself far to the corner of the room.

“Ajax, what the hell are you doing?” You raised you head, looking at him in disbelief. “Y/N?”

“Your place was a mess so I cleaned it-” You responded back with a yawn. Childe didn’t let you go after that.

That entire night, He might have cried in your arms. He cannot believe that you decided to clean this place up the moment you get back. Like of all things, why his office? You’re unbelievable.

Scaramouche

He forgot that you would always tell him Goodbyes does not mean forever. That goodbyes for you are promises to come back.

He was just used to being left alone that he quickly disregarded your words thinking that you really did leave him completely.

Please for the love of everyone that are dead and alive, you quickly went back as fast as you can. You knew Scara wouldn’t last years.

You had only been gone for 3 months, just 3 months. Now you’re here wrapped around his arms. He hadn’t let you go for 5 hours already. Yes, you counted.

Scaramouche might wear a cold exterior outside his comfort, but when it comes to you he gets unbelievably clingy.

It took him a long time to be comfortable like this though, when you were just starting out he would flinch with every touch.

You knew he was touch starved, but also in fear of abandonment. You both took time to make him appreciate himself more as a person rather than a hollow puppet with predetermined existence.

You regret leaving him even just for a second, that’s why you forced your way back between worlds. You were exhausted, but you knew Scara wouldn’t let go.

You don’t mind, you missed him after all. Little did he know, you may or may not have injured yourself with your forced travels through a wormhole. He only realized this when he hugged you a little too tight, and you went oomph for a second.

“Ah scara, be a little gentle. I think I broke a rib through-” “ Excuse me what the fuck do you mean you broke a rib!?” Ah man, this is going to be a long night. But at least you’re back, right?

Author’s Notes: Albedo’s prompt would be separate because I feel like I owe you people that much.

# WHAT A PRETTY VOICE YOU HAVE !!

cw: fem! reader. overstim, faceriding, slight biting, whining, doggystyle, dirty talk, sub! reader.

sypnosis: how i think genshin men moan while being intimate.

starring: itto, kaeya, childe, xiao, ayato, diluc, scaramouche, kazuha.

txt from jewel: siifjvkfkf ayato ur coming home idc. . sry 4 errorz

CHILDE has . . . loud moans.

like any other lazy day of the both of you being intimate with each other, childe was fucking you hard today, falling in love with your body over and over again as you started to smell just like his sweet, rich scent. the way he’d reach that certain spot like it was nothing, watching your eyes roll back. i like to think his moans slip out, he doesn’t even realize how loud he sounds until he covers your mouth, and throws his head back. “s-shit.. y/n.. you feel so good.. gonna cum again.. you keep gettin’ tight.. b—abyyy..” childe tries a lott hold back his moans but obviously fails. he even starts stuttering a bit, very loudly, a blush spreading due to embarrassment on his face. as he continues to fuck you deeply, he whines, rutting into you, his warm breath falling against your neck.

ITTO has . . . begging moans.

this oni doesn’t care. he’s not scared at all to let out his moans, he wants no he needs you. he honestly felt no shame nor felt embarrassed about wanting you and needing you. you made him so hard. his whines would be so pretty — you’d start to question if this was the same itto who was so confident and loud. “c’monnn y/n.. want you to ride my face..” he’d mewl, placing kiss trails from your stomach to stop at your underwear, tugging it with his teeth, eyes pleading as he looked up at you. “let me make you cum okay? fuck i- i need it so bad..” he smiled weakly, drawing out his cute pleas, softly tracing the outline of your panties with his nail, making you moan. when you let him, he happily squeezes your thighs, and eats you out until your third orgasm.

KAEYA has . . . angelic moans.

hearing this pretty boy moan your name ..? it was enough to make you cum alone. it was just indescribable having sex with kaeya. sometimes he’d fuck you until he overstimmed himself, babbling into your neck for more. “shut up.. my moans aren’t fuckin’ prett—fuck.. y-y/nnn, so sensitive…” it was ironic he was so good at dirty talk yet here he was, melting like butter as he was deep inside you, nibbling on your neck. sometimes he’d purposely moan in your ear, sliding his hand around your throat softly. “ah.. fuck.. y/n.. too much, fuck—!” he’d gasp, lewdness dripping in his tone. sometimes he’d get embarrassed hearing his own words leaving his mouth, and glare at you, before letting out a whine.

KAZUHA has . . . muffled moans.

for him, it doesn’t matter what position he does with you. kazuha would literally always have his head cutely buried in your neck. he’d be so flushed and embarrassed after each good and sloppy thrust. he’d leave lots of soft nibble bite marks on your neck, as his hot breath fanned against it. “y-y’er gonna make me cum, y/n.. don’t tease me.. l-like that.. hah..” he’d mewl, feeling you grind your hips against him. kazuha would lay back, his eyes lowering and a bright red tint covering his face. you loved it most when he’d be fucking you deeply, and he’d babble your name over and over, and even start apologizing. “oh fuck.. ‘m sorry y/n.. need to fill your pussy.. have to…. y/nnnn. feels so.. good.. y/n, i—”

XIAO has . . . quiet moans.

he’s not much of a moaner, so the closest thing you’d get is low sexy pants and gasps directly next to your ear. xiao likes to start off slow with you, taking in every moment. as you felt him slowly slide inside you, he’d shower your face and neck with kisses, hearing you let out a soft moan. “god, y’er just fuckin’ squeezin’ down on me, aren’t you..” he’d nearly whisper, before letting out a shaky breath. xiao went in deeper, and placed a kiss on your trembling lips. “you’re so cute beneath me..” he’d mumble, before he starts to thrust into you. xiao would let out a gasp, sliding his fingers towards your clit and feeling how wet you were. he’d let out a low grunt, before slowly lifting up your leg to go faster.

AYATO has . . . teasing moans.

this guy is so mean. he enjoys more than anything to torment you — because he knows he can. his moans would even sound a bit bratty as he’s casually pounding into your cunt. “mm, like that.. d-don’t you? look at my cute girl..” he’d coo, moaning directly next to your ear. ayato would smile, sweat running down his eyebrow before shoving your head into the pillow reaching all the right spots to head your moans and cries. “can you be any louder, heh. we’re gonna get complaints from the neighbors again, sweetheart..” ayato cheekily grins, giving your ass a smack. he saw how you turned your head in embarrassment and chuckled, smacking your ass again. “c’mon no need to be embarrassed — aw is my pretty girl gonna cum again? better ask first..”

SCARAMOUCHE has . . . choking moans.

he can be a little too ecstatic during being intimate, like he’ll be all confident, thinking he’s all in control. but his moans tell him otherwise though. scaramouche can’t help it, cutely snuggled and nestling between your legs. his face would flush as he’d let out a single pant, slowly sinking his dick deep inside. scaramouche would softly throw his head back, not even remembering what round it was now. “god, b-baby ‘m sorry i j-just can’t get enough of you,” he’d softly whimper, making you look up at him, before going at a animalistic speed. he couldn’t help himself. he’d try to hold his moans to save his pride, but it only made him moan louder, an entire choking mess. his face was red all over, leaning down to plant a kiss on your cheek. “sh—it.. y-y/n..” he’d whine, not even able to look you in the eye afterwards.

DILUC has . . . demanding moans.

i think diluc is somewhat of a hard dom. he wouldn’t wanna be in any other place other than between your thighs, watching you start to see stars. “c’mon baby, keep your eyes on me. wanna see those pretty eyes,” he’d grunt, rubbing the thumb pad of his glove against your lip. he’d let out a pant, and smiled with sweat running down his eyebrow at the sight of your beauty all fucked dumb like this for him. “aw, what’s with that twisted expression.. you gonna cum huh? go ahead then pretty baby.” he’d tease, hearing you whine as a reply. diluc laughed, placing a kiss on the lips, hearing you whimper as the lewd sounds of your own sloppy cunt getting absolutely ravaged by your boyfriend. he’d slide a hand down and you could feel the soft rubber of his glove, rubbing against your pussy — with you moaning from the oversensitivity and begging for more.

BONUS: moans in your mouth while kissing u . .

KAZUHA, KAEYA, ITTO, CHILDE, SCARAMOUCHE.

it ends with us.

pairing. okkotsu yuuta x fem!reader

word count. 2.9k

genre/warnings. friends to lovers, one mention of suffocation, jjk 0 manga spoilers. reblogs/interaction highly appreciated!

summary. a lesson in friends, moving forward, and sleepovers.

or, four times you and your friends have a sleepover, and the one time it’s just you and yuuta.

The moment Gojo suggests a “first-year bonding sleepover,” Yuuta feels like crawling into a very tiny, very dark hole and never re-emerging. His first introduction to the class had already been disastrous, so he’s not sure why his teacher thinks this is a good idea—in fact, he’s quite sure it’s a dangerous one.

His other four classmates—Toge, Panda, Maki, and you—only stare at your teacher in slack-jawed shock. Surely he hadn’t forgotten the earlier Rika incident? Maki is the first to argue, and she and Gojo go back and forth before she has enough.

“Ugh, fine! But you can’t stay,” she hisses to Gojo despite his protests, cementing her hands on his back and shoving him outside. He smacks his forehead on the doorframe; you and Inumaki snicker to yourselves.

Once Gojo leaves, it’s extremely awkward, to say the least. Yuuta’s sure the four of you have had sleepovers together before, based on the organized way that you arrange yourselves for sleep. No one really speaks; you shuffle around the room, rearranging pillows and blankets and settling into your respective beds.

Yuuta situates his sleeping bag in the furthest corner of the room, nearly chewing his nails to the root with nervousness. He hopes Gojo’s room isn’t too far; if something goes wrong, the older sorcerer needs to be close by.

He lies awake for another thirty minutes, about fifteen minutes past the point where he’s sure the rest of you have fallen asleep. A pounding fear squeezes at his heart. He’s afraid to close his eyes for even a moment.

“Ah, Okkotsu?”

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