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Hey can I get this (pussy drunk boy request) but with diluc, ayato( and baizhu if you write for him)

HELL YEAH I'LL WRITE FOR BAIZHU

this is kinda different from the original request but I at least kept the "addicted to the reader's pussy" concept lolol. this was so hard to write but I'm content with how it turned out 😭

(warnings are color coded for each character/scenario)

★ warnings: nsfw/smut, Diluc is horny and doesn't know boundaries, ooc/indifferent Ayato (he gets soft later), neglect, slight jealousy, sex pollen, lots of creampie 🤤

[Diluc] ♡

When Diluc first found you, you were a slave, imprisoned by a Fatui Agent.

The sight of you in chains, wearing nothing but a tattered shirt with fear evident in your eyes drove him to a rage and he killed the agent in an instant.

He took you in after that and made you one of his maids.

You were indebted to him and needed to show your gratitude in any way possible. So you'd always ask if there was anything else you could assist with despite finishing all your duties.

Diluc thought it was kinda cute but he couldn't ask for too much from you.

One day however, he arrived back at the mansion late at night. He was exhausted from being out all day so he was looking forward to being in his comfy bed and getting some sleep.

There was barely anyone else awake so when he opened the door to his master bedroom, he was shocked to see you sitting on the edge of his bed while reading a book.

You notice his presence and look up with a happy smile. "Ah, master Diluc you're back. I was starting to get worried..."

Diluc just stands there silently as his eyes roamed your body. What were you doing in here? And your nightdress...it hugged your body and curves in just the right places, and in Diluc's drowsy state, the sight of your soft body was making his head spin.

You smile shyly at his staring before placing the book aside and shuffling your legs together. "U-um...master Diluc, if you'd like, maybe I could service you in a different way tonight..."

Your voice was sweet and Diluc found himself breathing a little heavier than before. He slowly shuts the door before walking over and shrugging his coat off.

You look up excitedly like a puppy whose owner finally just came home before he reaches out to gently grab your chin.

He wipes your bottom lip with his thumb. "Undress."

You were such a good girl, always thinking about him. So tonight he was going to reward you.

When he enters inside you, it feels like your pussy was fucking made for him.

His hips remain close to yours as slowly thrusts and he watches your face while hovering above you. You're softly whimpering and scratching down his back and he wonders where you've been his whole life.

The rest of the night is filled with nothing but slow and soft sex.

After that day, Diluc's libido spiraled out of control.

He was continuously fucking you any chance he could get. even if you were cleaning around the mansion, or cooking in the kitchen, or hanging the laundry outside in broad daylight.

Your body is just so fucking soft compared to his calloused hands and toned muscles that he can't keep his hands off of you. He's always squeezing your flesh and kissing your lips hungrily, wanting to feel your warmth and velvety walls around him once more.

But eventually you got tired of it.

"enough Diluc! Stop it!" You exclaim in annoyance before pushing him away.

He was once again trying to get under your skirt while you were dusting the paintings.

He backs away slightly in shock, his eyes wide open and he looks like a confused and hurt puppy.

"you're always trying to have sex no matter where we are! We almost got caught that one time outside and the other maids are starting to spread rumors about me..." You explain in a sad tone.

Diluc silently listens before his heart drops from your next sentence.

"so no more! Now leave me alone!" You huff before turning to walk away.

Diluc's eyes are wide before he swiftly takes action. Before you could take another step, he grabs your arm and pulls you back, earning a surprised yelp from you.

"w-what are you doing-?! mmph!" Your words are cut off by his lips and soon after, he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder.

Your face flushes red before you panic. "D-Diluc stop! Put me down!"

He doesn't answer you and only makes his way to the bedroom. So you've decided to be disobedient now huh? What happened to that sweet and compliant girl he used to know?

Oh well. Guess he'll just have to teach you how to obey your master again.

[Ayato] ♡

When the idea of an arranged marriage was proposed to Ayato, he didn't really know how to feel about it.

But hey, if it was beneficial to the clan he won't argue about it.

The first time you two met was on the day of the wedding. But after the vows, Ayato quietly slipped away from your side to converse with the guests.

If he was being entirely honest, he wasn't really interested in you. You were just something to help make his image look better.

After the wedding, ayato ignored you often. He would sometimes greet you in the morning before heading out to work for most of the day.

And he would always return at an extremely late hour and you'd either be asleep or he'd be too exhausted for small talk and would head straight to bed.

It made you sad. But you did your best to hopefully get his attention. You tried cooking him his favorite dishes and even woke up early in the morning to help dress him for the day.

But despite your best efforts, he showed no signs of interest.

You grew depressed and spent most of your time sitting outside on the balcony and staring off into the distance. until one day, a voice called out to you.

"hello there."

Looking up in surprise, you recognize the man standing before you. "O-oh, Mr Thoma."

He laughs. "No need to be so formal. You can just call me Thoma."

You smile slightly and nod. "O-okay."

He takes a seat beside you before talking. "I couldn't help but notice your gloomy expression. Is everything okay?"

You fiddle with your hands shyly and look away. "O-oh um..well, I just...miss my husband is all."

Thoma chuckles. "Oh yes, my Lord can be pretty busy sometimes."

Your eyes turn sad until Thoma stands up with a warm smile. "How about I go make us some tea?"

"o-oh, that'd be great, thank you," you quickly reply before he nods and leaves.

You go back to staring into space but what you didn't realize was that Ayato had actually come back home early today. And he just so happened to witness that conversation you had with Thoma.

He stares at where you were sitting at before gripping his coat. Seeing you talk with another man other than him didn't sit right with him. Did you forget who you're married to?

So later that night, he decides to ask you about it.

You're busy laying the plates out for dinner on the table until Ayato's smooth voice startles you.

"so..what did you and Thoma talk about earlier today?"

"h-huh?" You whip your head around in shock.

Ayato meets your eyes briefly while taking his clothes off to change into a kimono.

You quickly look away nervously, a hot blush overtaking your face. He's never been interested in what you've been up to. "U-um, we just..h-he offered to make me tea."

"oh. I see," after changing, ayato makes his way over before leaning over your shoulder, catching you by surprise.

Your body turns stiff as Ayato examines the food. "looks good."

"t-thank you," you mumble quietly before he looks over to inspect your face.

Your eyes widen and you back away subconsciously until he grabs your chin.

Were you always this pretty? Your skin looked so fair and smooth... He reaches out to stroke your cheek with his fingers, causing your eyes to flutter shut.

You meet his eyes meekly before shakily caressing his hand. Ayato's heart pounds from it until his eyes drift down to your body.

That's right. You've been patiently waiting for him every day at home, like a good wife. And you've been serving him without complaint despite his cold demeanor toward you.

His eyes soften and for the first time since your wedding day, he leans forward and kisses you. You're absolutely stunned but soon melt into it.

Now you're naked for his eyes and underneath him on the bed, shyly waiting for his next move. When he finally buries himself inside, a breathy gasp leaves his lips and he has to regain himself before continuing.

Oh, what has he been missing out on?

It felt like he was in heaven. He was in absolute bliss as he focused on your cute and adorable little whimpers and moans.

Such a shy, pretty little wife. Ayato was such a lucky man to be married to you. He just didn't see it before.

And ever since that night, he began worshipping you.

Every morning before he heads out to work, you'll groggily wake up from a tingling sensation in your lower belly and when look down to see what's causing it, you spot your husband's head between your legs.

He glances over with a warm expression, his lips glistening in your juices. "sorry love, did I wake you up?"

He'll urge you back to sleep, saying that all he wanted was to taste you before leaving for work.

But of course he'll always make sure you cum. He loves watching you come undone before you slip back to unconsciousness.

Sometimes he'll bring you to work too just so you can cockwarm him while he does the paperwork at his desk <3

And if someone decides to walk in with news or more documents, if Ayato notices them staring at you a little too much, he'll bounce his knee, earning a stifled moan from you.

It's silent and your face glows red from what just happened before the person quietly leaves. Ayato just chuckles while stroking your hair since you buried your face in his shoulder.

"sorry darling but that reaction really was too cute~"

[Baizhu] ♡

You were hired as Qiqi's babysitter when Baizhu needed to go out and do errands and such.

And Qiqi just adored you! She loved playing with you and would always ask you to come back soon whenever you had to leave.

But one day, you became sick from a mysterious illness.

At first you thought it was a cold but as more time passed, your body began to overheat and the tingle in your belly could only be relieved rubbing your legs together. But only slightly.

When you didn't come to babysit Qiqi, explaining that you were sick, Baizhu rushed over to your place right away.

You tried telling him that it was nothing to worry about and all you needed was some rest, but Baizhu insisted.

"I'm a doctor y/n. You have to trust me. I can help you feel better. And Qiqi was so worried about you, she demanded I come and see you." He chuckles.

So you agreed and let him in before he started his diagnosis.

He asked the usual questions like 'how do you feel', and 'how long has this been going on'.

You answered all his questions but Baizhu noticed there was something you kept doing. You were rubbing your legs together the entire time.

He points it out, catching you by surprise. "Y/n, if you don't mind me asking, why do you keep rubbing your legs together?"

You stammer your reply. "O-oh, it helps."

A mischievous glint appears in his eyes as he smiles. "Is that so?"

Now he knew what the problem was.

He looks back down at his papers before continuing. "Y/n were you ever perhaps exposed to a certain plant outside of the city?"

You give it some thought before nodding shyly. You didn't tell Baizhu about this when it first happened but sometimes Qiqi likes to go out exploring and of course you go with her.

Now you wouldn't consider yourself an adventurer so when Qiqi spotted something up ahead that caught her eye and ran off, you tried following before tripping and rolling down the hill.

You ended up landing in a bunch of peculiar plants that burst out some sort of pollen and coated you in it.

You groan while sitting up before spotting Qiqi at the top with a concerned expression. "Y/n? Are you okay?"

You laughed it off and reassured her you were fine cause at the time, you didn't feel any different but after a few days passed, symptoms started appearing.

Baizhu chuckles at the whole story once you finished and you couldn't help but feel slightly embarassed.

"so that's what happened. Well, now that you've told me everything, I think I know how to cure you," He smirks before approaching you.

"can you take your pants off for me, y/n?"

Your face instantly explodes red. "W-what?!"

"I need to confirm something," He states blankly like this was obvious.

You look away nervously but lean back and agree since you wanted to be cured already. He was a doctor so of course you could trust him...

Baizhu watches intensely as you drag your pants down before smiling when your soaked panties are revealed to his eyes.

"I knew it," he murmurs softly before reaching out to your clit.

You squeak and stammer. "H-hey! A-ah-"

Your words trails off into a shaky mewl when pleasure jolts up your spine and you throw your head back.

Baizhu smiles while watching. "This is the best medicine y/n."

After granting you one orgasm, Baizhu stood up before unbuckling his pants with a smile and sighed. "This is going to take a while..."

Once he slides in, his eyes flutter shut and he lets out a shaky sigh. You felt absolutely heavenly.

But he doesn't get to relish your gummy walls for long since you start whining for him to fuck you already.

The rest of the day is spent with sex since your libido couldn't be quenched.

You just kept begging for more and more and more and who was Baizhu to deny? After all, you are his prized babysitter.

He came inside you loads of time that it began to flood out of you whenever he slipped his cock back inside. Baizhu's going to have to remember to give you the pill later.

The endless rounds were starting to wear him out but you just kept going like you had endless stamina.

He grew addicted to the way your walls milked him. At some point, he just sat on the couch with his head thrown back while you rode him, releasing inside with a low groan each time you came around his cock.

It felt like forever before you finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

The next day you were cured!

And now whenever you come to babysit, Baizhu always keeps a small bottle of that pollen to use whenever he wants to feel you milking his cock again ♡

Snake pit (baizhu/reader)

It's my first time writing a fanfiction in a language I understand perfectly but am not used to using myself that much so please be gentle (*/▽＼*)

I picked a few prompts from the lists I posted earlier together and mashed them into this ( but asks are still open don't worry)

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What the fu... happened?

Oh yes, little Qiqi had gotten stuck in a command, or rather the plant she was supposed to fetch was out of reach for her short arm. You were on the way to find shade somewhere, because you had become dizzy after the training. You had drunk enough, so you just wanted to get out of the burning sun of Liyue, when you saw the little girl. Her tiny hand was trying so hard to reach the violetgrass. Clearing your throat, you made yourself known, reached into the crack of the rock next to her, and pulled out the herb for her. She looked up at you shyly and mumbled something...then nothing.

The next thing you could remember was the dark wood paneled ceiling and the intoxicating smell of incense and herbs. Your sorrowful moans were of two origins. On the one hand, the dull pain in your head, exactly the place that had first hit the floor. On the other hand, the fact that you suspected with whom you had landed.

You knew who the little girl was working for and you knew you hated that scoundrel's guts. Baizhu was known for his outstanding medical skills, but also for the prices he charged for the treatments and remedies.

"Hey, the little one's awake!" hissed a bright voice from across the room.

Perched on a beautifully preseverd and curved branch was the white snake usually found around the doctor's neck. Her red eyes fixed on you briefly, then she laid her head back in a fork of the branch and flicked her tongue with boredom.

You didn't notice Baizhu's presence until he was already in the room and made you flinch. Another thing you couldn't stand about him. The few times you couldn't avoid going to see him (thanks to a certain foreign adventurer), your encounter was characterized by the fact that the green-haired one seemed to have a serious "aura problem". You didn't know how else to describe it. Once he came into the Bubu-Pharmacy after you and you had the feeling a damn Ruin Grader was walking behind you. Another time it was like now, you noticed him only when it was actually already too late, if you would assume it was not the doctor but an enemy. There was more wrong with this man than the DNA obviously shared with a snake.

His ember eyes investigated you with interest and on his lips was a modest smile, "Long time no see, Y/n. How are you?"

His voice always sounded a little too smooth, but a slight provocative note resonated with it if he spoke to you directly.

You had never made a secret of how little you thought of him. You had never said it directly, but showed it through your body language. Like now, when you turned your head away, glaring at him from the side dissaprovingly, "How much is this fun going to cost? Say it."

"Don't you think your health is above these minor things?"

"If I risk starving to death instead of something as ridiculous as sunstroke and a small head wound... no."

Your financial situation wasn't that bad for sure, but you certainly didn't want him to know that, not that he considered you a new target to be fleeced. His eyelids half-closed, which always made his irises look huge and hypnotizing. Then he slowly raised an eyebrow and focused on the F/c crystal on your collar, "Huh?"

"That's gla..."

"It's not," he shook his head slowly and teasingly at that.

A sigh escaped you as you remembered back. Every time the squad asked him for help since the rite of parting was for minerals and gems (and Zhongli wasn't around). When you looked up again, his glowing eyes were looking right through you. You knew from Gui that he himself was not in the best condition, so you carefully reached out to him without touching him.

A devilish giggle escaped from his rather thin lips as he held your own wrist before your eyes. Three fingers grasped it as if he were taking your pulse. When had he taken hold of it? Now you felt his cold skin on yours very clearly, but you couldn't remember when he might have grabbed your arm. Piqued, you withdrew from his practiced grip. A judegmental stare from him followed.

You looked at him skeptically and continued to think about how you could pay him differently to keep your exact assets a secret. Wasn't information considered a form of payment in Sumeru? It was worth a try, even if the chance was small.

But before you could open your mouth, the green-haired man grabbed your jaw tightly and turned your head so he could look at the aching part of your head. You could have sworn you heard a hiss from him before he turned your head back to its original position.

"You can work it off. The temperatures in the near future will fluctuate and that means more rushes of minor ailments to the Pharmacy. Besides, it doesn't hurt to have someone to gather herbs at hand who can think more than two steps ahead, as much as I love little Qiqi."

The expression of affection towards the little zombie girl sounded as serious as it did fake.

You swallowed hard, calculating about either revealing to him that even his prices didn't concern you much and making yourself the potential next prey, or agreeing to work for the "wrong snake" and not only endure but also play along with his games day in and day out for who knows how long.

"How long?"

Baizhu had turned away by now and was sorting something on the table opposite the stretcher you were sitting on. He didn't quite turn to you and seemed to be thinking. Now it was him who was eyeing you with a checking sideways glance. You could have sworn that the white snake in the corner of the room looked a bit disbelieving for a moment, before she took up her disinterested position again and continued to flick her tounge.

"Four months,"

There it was, Baizhu's famous "first and last offer" face. Eyelids closed, so that one could not see that his disarming, sugar-coated smile did not reach his eyes at all. The head innocently bent to the side, but not submissively at all. The expression that told every poor patient that there will be no discussion about the price.

"Or 3 Million Mora...", he said casually opening is amber colored eyes, showing you that indeed his smile did'nt reach them. The white snake shoot up from her spot and fixated Baizhu with wide eyes: "Do you like her or something?"

Stunned by this call out you turned your head to the serpent and then back to Baizhu, looking at him like he was some kind of even more exotic creature.

The tall man raised to his full height and snorted in a huff, before he fixated his pet ( or companion?) with his eyes: "Wouldn't be the first time I hold somebody close because they look nice next to me... maybe this one knows when her comments are appropiate" now it feld again like he was much more then just the man standing there.

"Tsss... I got the hint", she didn't really seem intimidated. Instead she tapped her tail on the branch once and turned her head away from the room.

"Sorry, dear Changsheng can be quite cheeky. But I think you will get used to it while you work here.", it was like he knew that you struggeld with the idea to just give him the money and leave this situation as fast as possible.

Slowly he raises your chin and starres right in you eyes. His glare has something hypnotizing again and you want to wind youself out of his influence but instead you hear youself say: " Sure thing. This might get interesting enough to keep me on my toes."

Your damn curiosity had got you into trouble again.

"Sssplendid."

With this word he turned around and left you alone. Leaving you just the tingly feeling of his touch and the slight smell of Mist Flower and herbs.

A little something I'm working on latley...

...."Oh please, don't tell me you don't have a nickname you only call me by when I'm out of earshot", Baizhu remarked teasingly. You answered, mocking his teasing tone of voice"Yes, I do. But as you mentioned, you won't get to hear it." Venomous Boss Bitch Gui slapped a hand over his mouth to keep from groaning in horror. You had just talked back to his master without even batting an eye. He didn't even want to imagine what kind of punishment Baizhu would impose. The doctor, however, even smiled in amusement. You leaned on the counter opposite him and flirtatiously stuck your butt out in the direction of the entrance: "I also know that you only call me 'lotus' because blue lotus is a strong aphrodisiac and my butt brings you the customers where your silver tongue and pretty looks aren't enough. Because let's face it, what you have in brains, you just lack in other areas." You nodded your chin in the direction of his rather flat buttocks. Changsheng's mouth was now open in shock as well, and she looked alternately at Baizhu and then at you. The doctor folded his fan with a quick movement and placed it under your chin tilting it up. "You're absolutely right. Your ass is far more profitable than your loose tongue. Who knows maybe I'll ask at the Pearl Galley if they have any use for you." That was the moment Gui silently took off to...well, clear the field before something blew up. When the all-around eloquent and patient apothecary became blunt, it was best to avoid the situation before getting dragged in. "I doubt that's part of our contract. Actually I think that might be illegal."...

I would really like to hear other opinions on this O.O, any ideas anybody?

Brainstorming things

I'm currently thinking about what kind of angry Baizhu might be? Probably Passive aggressive, thats what I suppose. He would also never lose his composure in front of Qiqi or customers.

What do you guys think?

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he's one to throw a shoe after Gui if he f*cks up something expensive. Or more the one who curses a lot and harsh if no one except Changsheng can hear him...

Any other suggestions?

Relationship headcannons for Baizhu plz? Fluff

Relationship headcanons for Baizhu, yes? Ok, I'll try my best with the bit information we have about him ^.^. I hope you like it! I try to keep it fluffy.

Note: I tried to keep it fluffy, but I'm not used to it I hope it's wholesome enough >.<

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Being in a Relationship with Dr. Baizhu means:

also being in a realtionship with Bubu Pharmacy. As soon as you set a foot into the building you will be handled like your part of it. This includes:

Getting cocomilk from Qiqi as soon as she sees you or get the task to hunt the Cocogoat for her!

Gui, who draws you into a little conversation about this and that and informs you about the current state of the doctor.

Baizhu, who teases you about hopefully coming by for him and not because there is something wrong with your health.

Changsheng will be just as snarky to you as she is to the green-haired one. She won't go easy on you just because your Baizhus darling ( she mightbe even meaner because of it but in a loveable way)

In the beginning, it's really hard to distinguish between his fake emotions, his artificial and perfectly parcticed smile and the real Dr. Baizhu. It can be really hard to get under his scales.

Face the fact that he can't get red (mentally nor physically) but he adores it to make you blush at the most unpredicted moments. He just loves to see your emotions so honest in your face without you having the possibility to hide them.

He will act all professional in public but get too close and he will serenade you with sweet nothings and seducing chants right into your ear when only you can hear them.

his health isn't the best, but he will drag you out into nature as often as he can. Or he will command you to take Qiqi out for a stroll if he feels too weak. Spontaneous picnics and walks, as soon as his physical condition allows it, become normality.

he will make sure you don't get sick so quickly and if you do, he will take the best care of you. If you are chronically ill, he already has a plan to make your everyday life as easy as possible. After all, he has practice…

No one knows the secret language of flowers as well as he does (except perhaps the Dendro Archon). Expect secret messages and invitations through bouquets of flowers suddenly lying on your desk or bed. Wonder how he got in?

He is strictly against PDA but he will flirt you into the ground with words. As soon as you are for yourselves, however, he will immediately emphasize his words with deft touches and teasing strokes.

If he has overworked himself again, he will fall exhausted into your arms as soon as the doors of the Pharmacy are closed.

Expect to take his glasses off regularly should he fall asleep while studying again. Or wake him up when he nods off again in an unhealthy position.

His words can become severe, but in his eyes, at least for you, you can read quite well how great his concern for you is.

So cute 💚💚

Dearest Serpent (Baizhu HC)

(Some love for our favorite pharmacist)

His ideal date is collecting herbs together for the pharmacy.

You two take care of Qiqi together.

You two cook together and make tea's together- which you share with Qiqi of course.

When you two aren't working, you're busy keeping Hu-Tao away from poor Qiqi.

You steal his glasses, and he will let you before kindly asking for them back.

He let's you pet Changsheng and care for them.

He adores you when you wear jade or any type of Chinese accessories.

His favorite thing to do with you is to bring you to the lantern rite festival.

This man has such a judgmental-stare potential

I hope we get more of it when he becomes playable.

Lucky you! This one got out off hand turning out much longer than usual! I hope you like it it ^_^ just a few little things to be mentioned:

english isn't my first language so I'm very sorry for the mistakes that might occure (Unfortunately, I understand the language much better than I am able to use it myself.)

Baizhu and Pantalone are called twins here: because they look similar or if they are actually twins is up to your personal preference

songs I can recommend for this fanfiction: Devils Plans - Dominic Lewis, Charles Jones

Reader is gender neutral ( unless I read over something ^^")

Quarterly accounting was due. And with Baizhu's secret love affair called "occasional tax neglicence," the whole matter could get relatively complicated.

So you found yourself sitting on a stool next to the pharmacist, bent over reams of invoices, delivery bills and other paperwork. The statement that numbers made you dizzy, skillfully ignored by the green haired man. You were visibly nervous, but less because of the person next to you and more because of the wide open doors of the Pharmacy. Normally a welcome situation given the warm summer months, but the thought that someone could come up at any time and catch you, committing a not-so-small crime, made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

"Calm down, little Lotus. I will know when somone comes up these stairs."

"This is reckless..."

"Nonsenssse!", Changsheng, sitting in her favourite bamboo basket, called the doctor out before her gaze fixated the entry. Baizhu started to sweep everything into the drawer under the counter and let his expression slip to that of his customerfriendly facade before chimming a half-hearted excuse :" I'm very sorry, but we're already closed for today, if it isn't a emergency..."

"I surley can make one out of it..."

Looking at his twin, the pharmacists mask slipped off as fast as he had put it on. You knew his antics when it came to the Regrator. All his composure flew out the window and only the true Baizhu was left: not evil nor bad, just a bit... coldblooded. Although it was always a bit irritating, hearing him say the same sentences without a accommodating filter made you not as nervous as in the past.

"How can I help you?"

Pantalone moved his head in the direction from which the question came without opening his eyes: "Would you lend me your lovely assistant by any chance? The piles of paper at my place are getting confusing since the incident at the harbor."

As he said this, he turned his head in your direction and opened his eyes minimally, just a crack. But enough to show everyone that he was after you, like a precious piece of jewlrey at an auction.

"Hahaha... No", Baizhu leaned back and laid an arm around you pulling you closer then you've already been. His orange eyes focussing the other like a bloodstain he can't get rid of.

For a second you really felt like a trinket...

"As chef of the Northland bank you should know how hard it is to get an assistant that's easygoing and trustworthy. Besides, accounting isn't Their specialty at all, so what can they offer you?"

Your (f/c) eyes wandered to the drawer and although he said the truth, it felt like an absolut lie at the moment. But you disliked the Fatui harbinger as much as he did so you did something you probably would regret, should word spread about it.

Carefully, so you wouldn't hurt the beautiful but frail man next to you, you leaned on his shoulder, moving you nose to the crook of his neck inhaling his flowery scent, all while giving the blackhaired man the most savage side eye you had to offer.

Now it was Baizhus turn to act upon it or to choose another route to piss the other off.

But when you saw his jaw tighten something in you began to doubt your spontaneous action.

On the other side of the counter Pantalones smile widened remarkebly: "Nice try, and with every normal person this would work but not with him. Let's just say his eyes are not the only odd thing about him..."

Your gaze fell on Baizhu. You studied his pale face and tried to figure out what the other meant. His jaw had tightened when you hinted at flirting with him.

Like a clam trying to protect something inside.

You focused on his mouth, running the sentence through your head again.

Let's just say his eyes are not the only odd thing about him.

When you heared Changsheng hiss in the backround the mora dropped in your mind!

His tongue!

You didn't let on and decided to apologize profusely afterwards for pushing his boundaries just for this act.

"Ah, that. I already got so used to it that I didn't see it as odd anymore... to be honest, it has its benefits", you looked right back at the Regrator while you said that, lowering you eyelids in a sultry manner, before turning to your startled Chef and placing dominant peck on his shapley lips (all while sending a quick prayer that he would get the hint).

When you both saw how the banker opened his eyes barely noticeable further, that seemed to be enough motivation for the pharmacist to enter the game despite his insecurity.

A low hiss was your only warning before you felt yourself being pulled further in by your partner in crime. His lips crashed on yours with just enough force to make it look powerful, but not bruising either of you. You were now focussing on his hypnotizing amber eyes while feeling a jealously burning glare being shot at you from the side.

Just when you were about to take the lead, he beat you to it. His tongue forced your lips apart entering you mouth effortlessly, bringing the taste of honey and herbal tea with it. Hooked on by it you started to move too but found yourself in a losing battle quite fast. It was overhelming in the best way possible and it took you longer to get yourself together than you anticipated.

His tongue actually was odd, that was for sure. Smoother and slightly slimmer than that of a human, longer too and with a significant split in the end. But all this features were far more enticing than you expected. Or he just knew how to use it in just the right way.

You didn't even noticed how a sinnful moan made its way up your throat, until you heared it yourself, answered by the doctors eyebrow being raised in mock and him putting even more effort into the kiss. Embarassment and the lack off air finally got the better off you and let you break the kiss by pushing your hand lightly against his chest, feeling his slightly faster heartbeat in return.

When you two turned your gaze back to the unwanted guest, you noticed that he was gone. Leaving nothing but a gust of cool air behind.

Baizhus reaction to a new perfume...

Doctor Baizhu is known for many things: his bitter but effective remedies, steep prices for incence and good temper with children (oh, and the rumors no one seems to go more into detail about...). What he is also known for is the delicate and enticing scent that surounds him from time to time.

A scent perfectly tuned to the doctors environment and body (as well as the smell of fabrics he's wearing).

It made you actually quite jealous. Up to the point where you found yourself in front of Ying'ers little shop one evening, pondering if you should enter it or not... hopefully her prices weren't as dizzying...

The next day

'What if two perfumed people are to much for the customers?', you thought before entering the Pharmacy anyway. You made sure to just apply as little as possible to try it out. And after all your boss was able to send you home if he didn't liked the idea. Maybe you should have asked him beforhand.

You didn't even noticed, deep in you worries, how you walked behind the counter into the little storage room, getting rid of you bag and walked out to the front again greeting you Chef, his partner and his apprentice like every day.

Changsheng was the first to comment the difference: " Y/n, you sssmell..." flicking her tongue at you.

Your cheeks started to turn a deep shade of red, but Baizhu already scolded the snake on his shoulder: "Changsheng how rude! Do you want me to put you in the study again?"

"Would you have let me finish my sssentence you would have heared my full ssstatement... what I was about to sssay was 'Y/n you sssmell different than usual, iss that (F/Flower)?'"

Now the green haired man turned to you and looked at you like he sometimes glanced at the little birds on the front porch. But his eyes were different than usual, his normally clear slit pupils were blown wider: "The perfume suits you perfectly. Ying'ers work, yes?" after saying that in his usual airy way he laid his fingers before his mouth. A gesture he often used to hide his mouth and ... keep himself from flicking his snake-like tongue.

You caught him one evening doing it while writing something important, his right hand busy scribbling and not able to block his instinct. He didn't noticed you then (he obviously did, you two just acted like he didn't) but you knew since that moment why he did this move though it seemed always a bit 'suspicious'.

For now it was enough to give your fragile ego a little boost.

When the good Doctor passed behind you, you where able to hear a very silent, deep hiss, definetly not like the ones from little Changsheng, and a flick of air in the back of your neck.

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Got a new perfume and I'm actually really proud of my choice. Inspiration is hidden everywhere ^^!

Thirst trap (BaizhuxReader)

A little something so I stay in practice

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The questions and remarks got riskier and riskier each time and while the green-haired man always gave you time and possibilities to withdraw or put a halt to this situation you simply couldn't. Each look into his mischievous glowing, amber eyes made you feel like you were the one dragging on the expensive pipe and not him. Sure you got your fair share of the stuff by inhaling it passively (something he pointed out to you while he asked if it was ok for you) but was it enough to make you that dizzy? And why made it you lascivious rather than anything else? They were just painkillers.

You simply put another stone somewhere on the board not even bothering to check if this snake already caught you in its coils again. The game became secondary a while ago. You were far more interested in the questions he had up his sleeve and in letting yourself drown in this ethereal sight he gave you. He came out of a lavish bath when he had the idea of playing Go with you and put his freshly washed, enormous mass of emerald green hair into a messy bun with individual strands falling down his shoulder onto a lavender robe that was rather carelessly thrown around his slim figure. Although anyone would just see a man that was beautiful by nature and didn't care too much about aesthetics for a simple board game between friends, your mind wandered to places that made your cheeks burn up like mad. For you, he looked like one of the ludicrous expensive ladies from the pearl galley who just bid farewell to a customer between rice paper walls before preparing for the next.

The longer you lingered on the thought, the more details you took in about the "disheveled" pharmacist. While everything about his look seemed nonchalant, his makeup was on fleek. His lips even were a few shades darker than usual and the wing of his eyeliner a little more daring. Every move of his was precisely timed and choreographed to show you "accidentally" certain body parts considered erotic by people with a refined taste.

You are in the middle of getting thirst trapped by the owner of the Bubu Pharmacy!

And you felt caught in more forms than one. Baizhus sinful charade began way earlier than you noticed and normally you were the person pulling off stunts like that. He gave you your own medicine to taste and you didn't even notice until it was way too late. Now this divine being had you far enough to ask anything from you and you would give it to him gratefully. Be it your soul, your body, or simply your money!

You shook your head and tried to catch up to what was happening around you at this moment looking your opponent straight into his eyes, who held a stone in his own color up between his long and slender fingers to show you that you gained a question for him. His fiery gaze flared up as he noticed that you finally caught up to his little game. He even scared you with a bold grin before he brought his facial features under control and put his angelic mask back on.

This was maybe your only chance to shake up his self-confidence a little and get at least a bit of the same fun he had on your costs. You opened your (f/c) lips and rephrased the question in your mind before letting it roll off your tongue while taking the stone out of his hand

“Admit it. Do you think of me when you touch yourself?”

You caught him swallowing hard and drinking in how his vertical pupils retracted ever so slightly just before they dilated again, wider than before.

"You would like to know that, yes? Hmmm…", he playfully acted like he thought about his answer before he gave you a playful side glance then grabbed you by your collar and pulled you to him rather forcefully just stopping when his alluring lips were right next to your ear nearly brushing it: "Every single time since I got to know you, my Lotus."

With this he let his tongue flick along the shell of your ear slowly before he moved back to his previous position like nothing happened.

to be contiued....

--------------------------------- I just like the idea that Baizhu, since he's not able to have raw and rough nasty stuff or make-out sessions because of his frail body, tends to play all sorts of (consensual-ish) mind games with his "prey" for the thrill.

Also the reader can be seen as gender neutral but the continuation of this piece will be with a female Reader since that's what I'm most used to ^^"

Overworking (BaizhuxReader)

Prompt: 'Muse lands in your lap'

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It was a rough day for Bubu Pharmacy. The cold-season had started with three days of harsh weather changes. So there were even more patients in the Pharmacy than expected.

Gui did his best, taking care of every order and handling the smaller cases of barometric headaches and people who were known for 'overreacting'. Qiqi gathered herbs as fast as her little body could and was paid every time with a fresh bottle of coconut milk when you met her and took the ingredients from her before rushing back to the imposing building.

Baizhu did his best to diagnose everyone as fast as he could while also being thoroughly, asking patients to come back later if there's no improvement and bribing children way more generously with candy to get them to take their medicine without throwing a fit.

You worked yourself up the many stairs and stopped abruptly when you saw that there was no waiting line. Did something happen, or was this just the golden moment for a break before the next wave of customers boarded the Pharmacy? With fast steps, you walked inside and looked around before Baizhu noticed you with a gentle but forced smile:" Y/n! There you are. Just lay the herbs down over there and take a seat. I have a bad feeling that this wasn't all, but we should take a break together as long as we can." His hands still busy writing prescriptions while also sorting the herbs you just delivered.

"As long as you take a break too. I know you…" you said as you set down on one of the stools behind the counter, breathing heavily. The green haired Pharmacist waved his hand in a soothing motion at you and darts into the storeroom, out again into the entrance room checking some drawers before he walked back into his office. You just shook your head at him. Everyone in the Pharmacy knew about his weak constitution, and yet he seemed the only one acting absolutely oblivious to it. Especially now, with Changsheng being busy shedding her skin. Otherwise, she would give him a piece of her mind and be it in front of patients!

Gui came back with a tea-set in his hands and eyed carefully into the direction of the office, then at you. He put the tray down and armed himself for scolding his Boss, but before he could head into his direction the Doctor came out of his office already, paler than usual and walked past you before muttering:" I…I'm…alright…, just a sec…" before falling backwards.

"Xiangsheng!"

"Baizh...!"

You could just pull his body to you, so he landed in your lap instead of the hard floor. His head landed in the crook of your neck and you felt his slow breath.

Gui was about to help you to take his weight off you, but you shushed him kindly. Baizhu was alarmingly light, you thought, before putting your arm over his thighs to secure him further. Him fainting wasn't something too uncommon to the four of you, so you knew there was no need to panic as long as his breathing was normal, and he didn't hit something hard on his way down. You took a deep breath and checked his pulse. Everything 'normal'.

A few minutes past in silence. His assistant watched you shyly: "Say when he gets too heavy for you, I go get his medicine." And with that he walked into his Chef's office. As he was gone, the other man moved in your lap, lifted his head a bit before letting it fall back down. He had already woken up a few seconds after he had fainted.

"How embarassing..."

"That's the punishment for you not taking a break when needed, Doctor. It seems what they say is true: Doctors are the worst patients imaginable."

You pushed him closer to you. You didn't want him to see how red your cheeks were from him breathing into your neck constantly. And you didn't want him to run around again without taking a break! And maybe, just maybe, you liked the feeling of holding him in your lap like this…

"Make sure to slow down next time or I'll make sure you land face first in my lap! Did you hear me?!" your voice was a silent yell.

"Loud and clear, little Lotus." was his answer while he pushed his mouth close enough to your neck that his lips were brushing your skin with every word, making you blush even deeper than before. You wanted to scold him for it, but a high-pitched snarling intervened you two:

"Tell me your two are jussst making out!

Did he faint again?! Boneheaded fool!

Not one week you can handle yourssself alone!

How did you ssurvive this long without me?

And you two! I told you to put him in his place if he actsss up!

Where is this submisssive asssistant anyway?!

..."

Cold-blooded (BaizhuxReader)

Prompt: 'cuddle me already, damit'

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Any other man you would not have believed a single word if he had come with this excuse. But the doctor was different. Yes, he also played his games, but such a thing was far below his dignity. Before you could answer, Baizhu took off his glove and put your hand on his arm. His skin was really freezing! If his body temperature was already so low, how was he able to move at all?

"I understand your reluctance and believe me when I tell you that I am anything but comfortable asking you to do this," his flame-colored eyes looked to the side in embarrassment. He seemed really uncomfortable.

Slowly you let your fingers slide down his arm, "Don't worry, I don't have a problem with it if it helps to keep you warm. But I am curious…"

His green eyebrow went up questioningly.

"Does your cold-bloodedness come from your illness, or?" you looked him straight in the eye and nodded slightly. Your counterpart understood immediately and covered his pretty mouth with his fingers before chuckling.

"My illness is actually making it worse, but no, my cold-bloodedness is part of my 'nature'. I usually combat it with a hot water bottle or a cherry stone pillow. However, I didn't expect it to start raining like this. That was careless of me. I must have been distracted."

You stopped his babbling with a hand gesture and smiled at him encouragingly, "Let's try it, but I warn you, I'm not good at keeping my body temperature myself, so I can't promise it will work."

"Don't worry! I didn't even expected you to comply with my brazen request," Baizhu waved his hands.

Chansheng had already nestled herself on one of the roof beams and watched the spectacle as each thunderclap elicited a small hiss from her. Her partner looked up at her with concern, "Are you sure you want to stay up there? I can make room for you in my first aid bag if you want."

The white snake didn't even have eyelids, but still seemed capable of a provocative facial expression. something that has always fascinated you.

"No thanksss. I'd like to be able to warp, after all, sshould you two have other plansss for keeping warm…"

"Changsheng!" now it was Baizhu who let out a low hiss and shook his head, " Y/N is the whole situation certainly awkward enough, it doesn't need your rash comments."

Your cheeks began to glow and you looked to the side, embarrassed. Actually, a comment of that kind was quite to be expected from this firecracker. Nevertheless, it caught you off guard.

Even more unprepared, however, was the thought that you wouldn't mind too much if there was 'more' that night. You quickly discarded the dirty idea before it could take a more precise form.

Even if such a thing were within the realm of possibility, Baizhu would never abuse your trust in such a way. He was not exactly known for his high caliber, but he was far from being that corrupt. Despite all the rumors, he still had his principles, especially in this area.

In general, he was extremely careful when it came to lust and love. He knew about his attraction and his good looks that made many people of all sexes fall into pining behind his back.

You were just one of many who had fallen for his charm and the mysterious aura around him.

With a shake of your head, you dispelled the thoughts and turned to your backpack. You didn't have anything to sleep in, but you had gotten used to bringing at least one set of change clothes with you when you worked with the pharmacist. It was very important to make a well-groomed impression during house calls and you never knew what the treatment would entail.

As you tried to shoo away the painful memory of your favorite blouse full of blood, you felt a light tap on your shoulder.

Turning around you looked directly into the two amber eyes, with the vertical pupils and the coquettish eye shadow. Your pulse inevitably quickened a bit.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom first?"

"You just go first… I'll ask when dinner is served." was your short-tempered answer, before you quickly walked out the door.

~A short while and a relativley quiet dinner later~

"Is there a side you prefer?", Baizhus eyed you closely, his senses attuned to regsitrating any hint of unwillingness on your part.

You're pretty nervous, but not so much that your boss is going to stop the whole thing.

"F/s," you say after thinking about it for the first time in your life. He seemed to want to make you as comfortable as possible. The pharmacist even emphasized that no physical contact was necessary, your body temperature would be evenly distributed under the blanket and that was enough for him not to cool down too much, which should speed up your departure the next day.

Changsheng on the beam had already left for the land of dreams a long time ago, which was only demostrated by the absence of her occasional tongue flick.

The two of you also lay down, careful to keep a respectable distance. Lying in a bed as boss and employee was wicked enough.

After a few hours, however, there was nothing left of the gap between you. The storm outside had brought with it a considerable chill. Instead of giving Baizhu some warmth, you both froze, which made you sleep closer to each other.

As Baizhu's body moved on its own in search of warmth, his hand on your hip woke you both up. The doctor was about to rattle off a series of apologies when you abruptly interrupted him.

"Cuddle me already, damn it," your demand was underlined by the chattering of your teeth. As much as some depraved part of you wanted those words to have an ambiguous meaning, it was the coldness that made you call out to him.

The green-haired one hesitated, but gave in after another blast of ice-cold wind and snuggled up to you, burying his face in your neck. You were freezing yourself, but compared to him, your body was lukewarm.

And he became steadily warmer. Now it was the bashfulness that made your body run hot. His figure was so close that you felt every single fiber that touched your body. His silky soft skin, which laid like cool satin on you. His long fingers wrapped securely around your side. His concise hip bone that pressed right into your back dimple. One of your most erogenous spots… In addition, his breath brushed in even strokes over your neck.

Behind you, Baizhu had already noticed how his presence made your body warm up. He had to pull himself together not to provoke you even more to be able to tap more heat from you in return. Restrained by the cold like that he wouldn't be able to do anything anyways. Not that he would...

He was not a saint, but he was not that vicious either.

The only thing he let himself do was to let his hand slide up and down your side once.

Even though everything in him screamed to constrict you and devour you in the most sinful ways...

"I love you the most" BaizhuxReader

Some rather angsty BaizhuxReader (genderneutral) fluff... I felt like it. It's very short but please enjoy!

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"All my life I swore to love any individual creature equally and give no one a priority and then you waltz into my pharmacy and home and throw my emotions around like that!"

You were taken aback by his words, but even more by his agitated manner toward you all of a sudden. What exactly did he want to achieve with that? What made him blow up like that? And why didn't you notice anything of that beforehand? Did you really where that blind towards his attitude or was he even better at hiding his true emotions than you antcipated? How did this argument even start?

After you blinked a few times you turned around to sort out your own thoughts and give him some space, you heard him stepping out from behind the counter and then felt him hugging you from behind. Every fiber of his body was tensed to the utmost, his heart pounded noticeable against your back. Slowly he put his head on your shoulder: "I love you…" his whisper was broken, as if he was afraid of what calamity it might cause to say these words out loud, if they really meant something.

Your own heart skipped a few beats as this sentence reached your consciousness pulling you merciless to the here and now, "You're weird, you know that?", was the only sentence you could utter.

He hugged you even thighter driven by his fear of your rejection "Tell me something I don't fucking know."

"..."

"..."

"I love you too."

The pharmacist audibly drew in his breath, then nothing happened for a moment. It was unusual to see him hesitate for so long, when he usually had a reaction and answer to everything rightaway in the most lifethreatening situations.

"You know how high the chances are that this ends in a tragedy?"

"It is somehow rather calming to know that beforhand for once, it won't lull me into a false sense of safety and make each day even more precious."

Slowly he turned you around in his arms before he looked deep into your eyes. His vertical pupils blown wide in adoration. It made your heart flutter to see the normally reservated and heady physician so docile. You put your arms around his neck and slowly pulled him closer to you, while your pulse continued to increase. Your lips were now only a few centimeters apart.

Just when the doubts in your mind were about to gain the upper hand, he closed the gap between you.

All the pent up emotions towards you were put into that kiss and made you stumble backwards a bit, while your subconscious tried to counter it with the same intensity. In any other situation, the sudden strength of your counterpart would probably have made you laugh in amazement.

But now was not the time.

Meanwhile on the steps to Bubu Pharmacy

"They look rather good together don't you think so too, Changsheng?" Gui gave her little head a lift so she could see the two lovebirds with her "own" eyes.

"I'm just glad thossse two got to it finally. It has been pure torture to watch them pining behind each othersss back for so long... do you have an idea how many times I had to witness Baizhu lament over thisss? Humansss have a knack for making it harder for themselvesss..."

Gui only answered her rhetorical question with a guilty chuckle.

Back at work

►— pairings. genshin men x gn! creator! reader

►— warnings. mentions of stalking/a stalker, nothing that i know of? not proof read please dm me if i misgendered reader/any mistakes.

►— synopsis. albedo created a machine where it would bring back their creator, who was stuck in another world, back to where they belong. but instead of bringing you here to them, it brought them to where you were.

►— a/n. !!! i hope you guys enjoy this!! i've been getting LOADS of ideas lately and every time i complete a chapter i get so excited because i can finally start jotting down everything i want to happen in THAT chapter so yay!! it's like a lil reward to me. and once again i apologize for like.. procrastinating and leaving this chapter be, I PROMISE YOU AFTER I HAD FINISHED THIS CHAPTER MY ASS STARTED TO WRITE CHAPTER SIX ALREADY.

►— wordcount. 4.8k

✧ part one | ✧ part two | ✧ part three | ✧ part four | ✧ part five | more tba.. NAVIGATION

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Today was the first day you would be going back to work. Normally, you wouldn't be nervous at all, it was just like every other work day—waking up at 5 am, doing your morning routine, getting dressed, eating something light for breakfast before leaving your house to go to work.

Most people would groan everyday about work, complaining that it was too "hard" and that they barely got to "rest" which IS a big problem but not for you! You worked at a bakery, it was very calming and peaceful job and plus, you could bring home a few baked goods (as the owners were just a lovely old couple who were really kind).

The problem is, you weren't so sure if you could trust the 24 men – that now somewhat lived with you– all alone in your home. I mean yes, there were a couple men you could trust to be in charge of making sure nothing happened (Albedo, Dainsleif, Al-haitham, Zhongli, Baizhu, Neuvillette, Wriothesley and Pierro.. surprisingly).

So today is a day where you would have to just see if everything will turn out fine, and even though Childe told you not to worry and that everything will be fine... his very not obvious cheeky grin was not going to be fooling you or anyone.

You literally woke up, got ready for work and ate the breakfast Thoma made for you, all the while anxious. Obviously you have somewhat trust with the men, you did not want to upset them in any way if you outright just told them "erm i actually do NOT trust you at all staying in my home without me so!!!".

So of course you said nothing and kept a nervous smile on your face. Everything was going to be okay... Nothing was going to happen to anyone or anything.. Well that's what you thought until you came home at around 6:30 pm.

Lets rewind a bit.

"Ughhhhhh do you really have to go though? Like... You can just stay here.."

"For the whole day?"

"Well-" "and not get any money?" "...."

Gorou frowns, clearly upset about the fact that you were going to leave for work after being with them for four whole days (it's a lot to him apparently) and even after desperately trying to persuade you to stay, you were very adamant about going to work.

Ayato lets out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose, placing his hand on Gorou's shoulder. "Leave it be, Gorou... Work is very important after all." Ayato explains, backing you up.

You smiled softly as you slipped your shoes on, making sure that you had everything in your bag before quickly sending a text to the owners of the shop.

"I'll be there soon! ❤️"

Tucking your phone back into your bag, your hands rest on the doorknob as you opened the door slightly, body just halfway through the door, your eyes scanned the scene before you (making sure that everything was in its place so you'd know if anything was broken and or moved later on).

Thoma was in the kitchen cleaning the dishes, and dare you say he looked delicious. (... not literally) His sleeves were rolled up as he wore your rubber gloves on his hands, not only that but he also wore a pink and white polka dot apron. He looked like the definition of 'Male-wife'.

Ayato and Gorou standing in front of you to the side, going back and fourth about how he (Gorou) should let you go to work and how (Ayato) should just let him grab a hold of your legs and prevent you from going to work.

The rest of the men were either sitting on the couch or leaning on the couch watching you watch Ayato and Gorou bicker. As your grave wavers off to the other men your eyes landed on Heizou, that cheeky man.

A smirk appears on Heizou's lips as he caught your eye. "Missing me already?" Heizou flirted, winking at you so... flirtatiously. Your cheeks began to flush up at his actions, you clear your throat and looked away.

"Absolutely not. I'll be going to work now alright? Please don't fight or anything.. Remember, Dainsleif, Zhongli and Neuvillette are in charge." You reminded, the men in charge all nod their heads are your word, and they all glare at Childe. Because they knew he wouldn't listen.

Childe was blissfully unaware of the stares as he was busy giving you puppy dog eyes, all the while stepping closer towards you, hoping that it would work. Obviously it did not.

"Whatever you're trying to do, Childe, Isn't working. Okay bye bye! I'll be back at around five (5) pm." You wave your hand goodbye and pat Childe's head before clicking the lock on the doorknob and closed the door shut.

Childe groaned, leaning his head against the door. "They better come back at five exactly, or else.." He mumbled, clearly annoyed.

"Or else what ginger boy? You aren't going to do SHIT" Wanderer scoffs, smirking at the ginger-haired reaction as he knew he was now 100% pissed. Before Childe or Wanderer start anything Zhongli cleared his throat, his hand on his lips.

Zhongli glared at the both of them—not putting up with their antics and arguing.

Childe soon stormed off, mumbling under his breath along the lines of how "Y/n's always putting Zhongli in charge.. Why not me?! I'm very stern and a great person to put in charge..." And yadadada.

Heizou heaved a great and dramatic sigh, sinking down into his seat. He knew it was going to one long and boring day without you.

The walk from your home to your workplace was quite short really, it didn't take too long to reach your job area. And one of the best things about walking to the pastry shop is that it was calming, since the time you leave your home and walk to your destination is early in the morning (7 AM) it's very quiet.

There are no loud noises, no chitter chattering, absolutely nothing. Only the sounds of bird chirpings, the sounds of the ringing from bikes as they passed by, the soft and cold whooshing of the wind as the leaves shake, you were calmed by the sounds.

But today. Your stress levels were spiked up slightly, you were nervous about leaving all the 24 men men in your home, all alone (it's just you gone but still), without YOUR supervision!! But then again you had Zhongli, Dainsleif and Neuvillette to be in charge but you can't help but worry.

Like what if they break your favourite plate that costed $23 from Amazon?! What if Childe and Wanderer fight once again and knock everything over?! only the Lord can save them when you arrive home, that's for sure.

Before you knew it you were right in front of your bakery shop. Subconsciously you let out a sigh upon seeing the familiar sign of the shop. "Mrs. Bakery" it read. A smile reached your lips as you opened the front door, the sound of the wind chimes tinkling against one another.

Stepping foot into the warm shop, your eyes sparkled with joy as you noticed Mrs. Sam grinning and waving at you. "Welcome Y/n, I feel like it's been so long... Come, I've just prepared a batch of Caramel Donuts, come try one, I need your opinion."

You wasted no time and walked over to the back of the shop, placing your bag down and greeting Mr. Sam before trying the Donuts.

As you finished chowing down on the Donut you hummed in delight, nodding your head in acknowledgement. "Mmmh! Tastes really nice, boss! I don't know how you guys do it..."

"Oh—Please, no need to call me 'Boss', you know to call me Linda." The old woman chuckled, shaking her head playfully, you smiled back in response and began to put on your apron.

You begin to do your job, cleaning the tables, setting the new Donuts, Cakes and pastries in the display case before counting the money, checking in the emails and making sure you have all the pastries ready for the orders. Everything was okay and in order.

The time was now 8:30 AM, you got from behind the counter and walked up front to the door and turned the "CLOSED" sign around, it now read "OPEN", the store was now open for the day.

And as you all wait for your customers you lean against the counter, jus staring into the void when you suddenly felt someone nudge your arm, it was Charles, well, Mr. Sam.

"Oh, Charles! Is everything alright, do you need help with anything?" You asked, fixing your posture as he just caught you slacking off of work. Charles shook his head and laughed. "No No, I'm fine. You just look... troubled, are you okay?"

You shake your head, sighing. "No, I'm okay thank you. Just uh.. you know.. things." You replied with a sheepish smile, trying to make sure that the truth doesn't slip out of your mouth.

Charles hums as he stared out the door. "Oh! Look, our first customer. Be sure to welcome them!" He states before walking away. You straightened your back even more before smiling as you welcomed your first customer.

Work will surely get the nervousness off your mind and body.

(Now back at home,) After you left your home, Heizou, Gorou, Aether and Lyney groaned in defeat, what were they going to do now? You were gone.. there was nothing to do without you.

Thoma had already finished washing and drying the dishes as he now leaned against the couch, humming a soft tune. The silence was deafening, everybody was too quite, way too quite to the point where they could hear the birds chirping from out the window, the small droplets coming out of the tap as it landed on the wiped sink, the occasional sighs and sniffles from the men amongst them.

Yeah it was quiet.

Then all of the sudden Thoma perked up—giving Kaveh a fright. Kaveh, who was staring at Thoma as he sat on the couch, had jumped from the sudden movement of Thoma, his face was screaming "WHAT THE FUCK?!" but you know, he didn't actually scream that out loud.

Thoma smiles sheepishly and apologized, "sorry Kaveh, I didn't mean to.. but I have an idea to propose." Thoma states, looking around the room, Zhongli gave him a nod to continue.

"Wait wait wait—sorry to interrupt you but uh.. why do you sound so... professional?" Itto intercepts, staring at Thoma looking seriously dumbfounded. Thoma shrugs his shoulders.

"I don't know, but anyway back to my idea, I say we should clean Y/n's house? I mean we're all bored and have nothing to do. Plus, I'm positive Y/n will be thankful for us cleaning her home."

Thoma's suggestion didn't sound so bad, the idea of cleaning? Not sp much. You being happy that your house is clean? Absolutely yes. The hums of agreement could be hear from around the living room.

"Hm.. that doesn't sound so bad, I guess, but I dibs not cleaning the bathroom OR unclogging the sink!" Heizou added, knowing that he beat majority of the men who also wanted to dibs not cleaning the bathroom and or unclogging the sink.

Many of the men groaned, wishing that maybe someone would take one for the team when Zhongli cleared his throat, immediately silencing everybody. "I say we all do it in groups. I will do it for you guys since I do not trust any of you doing it."

After many troubles, arguing and nasty stares, Zhongli decided that he, Ayato, Heizou and Aether would be a group and clean the living room.

Kaeya, Albedo, Diluc and Xiao were in group two, they were in charge of cleaning the bedrooms (and making sure that everything you placed was still in its' position).

Baizhu, Kazuha, Itto and Gorou were in group three, in charge of mopping, sweeping and vacuuming the floors.

Venti, Neuvillette, Wriothesley and Freminet were in group four, they were put to the job of dusting everything.

Childe, Dainsleif, Pantalone and Pierro were set into group five, they organized your wardrobe.

Capitano, Lyney, Cyno, Al-haitham, Kaveh, Dottore and Wanderer were in group six, they were in charge of... cleaning the toilet and bathroom.

And last but not least, Thoma, he was set to organizing the cabinets with the food, plates, utensils and all kitchenware. He was the only one who was happy with his position.

They all set off to the spots and began to clean, at first they didn't enjoy cleaning (other than Thoma, Aether, Zhongli, Neuvillette, Wriothesley and Lyney) but over time they enjoyed it, it was therapeutic and gave them a sense of pride when they see how much they cleaned.

And thankfully, no vases or anything fragile fell and or broke, everything was all well and clean as the men made sure to be extra careful around your most prized possessions.

While they all cleaned, time seemed to have gone by fast, three (3) hours had already passed by the time everybody was done cleaning. "Oh my lord.. that was extremely tiring, I need water.." Lyney spoke breathlessly, wiping the sweat off of his forehead as he dragged his feet across the floor to the kitchen.

Unlike some other men who did not even sweat a drop and looked energetic (Diluc, Wriothesley, Itto and Childe), they all slumped on the couch, tired from all of their cleaning they were sure their muscles would grow after all the arm strength they used in scrubbing.

Lyney came back with with cans of soda and gave them all to everybody, as they all took it from Lyney's hand and on the coffee table they all thanked him and thanked the lord.

"Soda has never tasted any better..." Itto sighed after chugging the whole can before burping, loudly. Childe, along with the others groaned in annoyance and muttered under the breath.

"How disgusting.." "Why is he always burping?" "Does he have no shame?!"

Heizou looked up to the clock on the wall, the time read 10:45 AM. Heizou closed his eyes, taking in breaths as he thought about you coming through the door, finally finishing work.

There was still seven (7) hours left, and there was nothing to do but watch shows and sleep through the afternoon.

"That would be $7.50 thank you!" You said, reaching your hand out for him while smiling towards your regular customer. He always came every (opening) single day, you were always so thankful to his understanding and kind nature but he did sometimes creep you out.

Despite him always wearing a black hoodie that was always hanging on his face, you could always see his smile.

The man smiled in an unsettling way before nodding his head and handing you the money, you ignored the way his hands seemed to linger on yours for more than a second as he passes you the money.

"You look even better than usual, Y/n." The man whispers, your brows furrowed as you slightly leaned in closer. "I'm sorry?" You heard him just fine but the way he said it put you off, maybe your brain was wiring his words to sound weird?

"I—I mean you look amazing, today!" He stuttered, cheeks blushing a bright coral red. You smiled shyly and thanked him quietly, still not used to compliments.

Your gaze follows him as he walks off, sitting down at his usual seat as he looks down at the table. "Hello?" The voice of another customer caught your attention, your head snapped back as you quickly apologized and getting back to work.

A beautiful, brown haired woman who looked around your age began ordering her drink, you took everything down and gave her the price. "That'll be $5.90, anything else?" She shakes her head.

You expected her to move so that you could take the next customer but she didn't, her eyes shifted to the man you were talking to earlier before looking at you.

"That.. guy. Do you know him personally?" She asked quietly, leaning in closer. Your brows furrowed at her question. "... No, why?"

A sigh.

"I don't mean to come off as a stalker but.. For a couple of weeks now I've seen him coming to this shop and talking to you, stalking you, watching you as you worked and when you left. Please don't freak out—I just want you to know."

For a second your heart skipped a beat, you expected yourself to be afraid and you know, the usual scared emotions but for some reason you felt.. neutral? You would've never expected that him, your regular customer, to be your stalker.

The thought of him following you home, watching you work, watching you leave work made you feel uncomfortable, but you had to stay calm as the supposed stalker was in the room with you.

You nod your head slowly and took a deep breath, looking at the woman in her eyes. "Thank you for telling me, I'll... do something about it." The lady smiles apologetically and walks away, leaving you a few seconds to your thoughts before you were dragged right back into reality by the voice of your next customer.

All the while you were serving and taking the customers orders, you found yourself glancing at the man in black, the more you stare at him the more you noticed how suspicious he looked, the more unsettled and scared you felt, the pit in your lower stomach was filled with butterflies.

Your palms grew sweatier as everything became harder to concentrate on. Questions ran through your mind.

Was he really stalking you? Are you and that other woman overthinking it? But then why does he look so suspicious? Why was he always staring at you so.. greedily?

It got to the point where you couldn't even focus on your customers and answer their questions and orders. "Hello? Helloooo? Ugh are you even listening?" Was the only thing you could hear from your very annoying customer.

You placed your palm up, apologizing to the customer. "I—I'm sorry I need to go do something, I'll get another person wait.." You stated, your hand rubbing your temples as you walked off into the back of the shop to meet Mrs. Sam

Mrs. Sam noticed you walking into the room looking troubled. "Y/n, everything alright? Are the customers being rude?" She questioned, placing both of her hands on your shoulders—holding you steady.

"I'm.. I don't know, I don't feel good nor safe. Can I take a quick break? I'm so sorry—" You were cut off by Mrs. Sam as she shushes you.

"Never be sorry, Dear. Take as much time as you need I'll get Charles to do the job." You were thankful for her as she calls her husband over and explains the situation, he wasted no time getting out of the kitchen.

Time passed by as you sat down on a chair, just thinking about everything. "You know..." Mrs. Sam begun, washing the dishes, not even staring at you as she continues to speak.

"You can tell me anything, I'll try to help. If you don't feel safe you can go home you know? We are about you a lot."

Turning your head around you stared up at her before looking back down, sighing. "It's nothing Mrs. Sam, I don't feel safe walking home right now. D'you think you could walk me home today?"

Mrs. Sam hums, finishing up her washing before placing the plate on a dish rack. She puts her latex gloves away and faces towards you. "Why, of course, I don't mind."

A smile reached your lips as you felt a slightly bit better and safer.

—

Finally, it was 4:50 PM, you would be going home early as the couple allowed you too, this would mean that the shop would close 10 minutes earlier.

Fortunately there were no more customers by the time you were closing the shop—the supposed stalker had went away as well.

You made sure to count the money, wipe the tables, and make sure that all the pastries that weren't bought were put in the freezer. You turned the "OPEN" sigh around, signifying that the shop was now closed.

You grabbed your bag and checked that everything was inside before opening the door and holding it open for the old couple before closing and locking it after stepping out.

"Thank you for walking me home, I feel much better now!" You happily expressed, smiling towards the both of them. Charles chuckled and waved his hand.

"It's no worries, It has gotten quite dangerous nowadays you know.. I heard on the news last week that a young woman went missing in an alleyway near Hills St.."

You giggled as he rambled on about stories about him and his wife, they always made your day. Sooner or later you reached your home, you had totally forgotten about the 'stalker'.

After thanking them, you waved goodbye and unlocked the door, after hearing the click you turned the doorknob and pushed yourself inside.

As the men waited patiently for you to come home, the sound of the click of the doorknob was heard from the door. Everybody whipped their head towards the sound and immediately got up—as if they were ready to pounce on you (because they were).

The second Heizou saw your figure coming through the door he ran towards you and hugged you from behind, tightly. You haven't even closed and locked the door shut yet as he held you tightly with no plans of letting you go anytime soon.

"I missed you too, Heizou" You giggled, closing the door shut behind you before locking the door. "Oh, ow ow ow— Heizou you're hugging me really tightly-!"

Heizou apologized, but you knew he didn't mean it but you didn't mind. Before you knew it more people began to hug you really tightly. Gorou, Aether and Childe all hugged your body.

They felt so warm and this was just what you needed after a long and confusing day at work.

"You seemed tired, do you need to rest?" Ayato asked worriedly, pulling the men away from your body. You looked up to meet his gaze and sighed. "Yeah, I think I do." You muttered.

That was all that he needed to know before he swooped you off your feet, obviously spooking you as your eyes widened, your heart beat spiking up as your hands immediately gripped on his arm.

"Time to go sleep." Ayato states, bringing you to your room as the rest followed behind you. You groaned, too tired to protest. "But I feel icky, I need to go take a shower first."

Ayato hummed for a second before putting you down in front of the bathroom door, he opened the door and ushered you inside. "I'll get your clothes, just stay there.

You listened to his words as you waited for him to get your pajamas. After a couple of minutes he knocked on the door, as you opened it his hand poked through the crack of the door, a pair of clothes being handed to you.

You took the clothes as he quickly retracted his hand and closed the door.

After 20 minutes of taking a warm shower you slipped your clothes on—you felt so much better, more refreshed and clean. As you exited the bathroom you made your way to your bedroom, stepping inside you noticed that the fan was on, your blinds just rolled up slightly so that little sunlight seeped in, just the way you liked it.

Not only that but Tighnari was also in your room, tending to the plants on your desk. His ears twitched as he picked up the sounds of your footstep and your presence.

"Finished already? Well don't mind me I'm just taking care of your plants" He spoke in a soft tone, smiling at you. You hummed and made your way to your bed before flopping down, heaving a great, relaxed sigh.

Tighnari stopped in his tracks as his ear twitched once more, he turned his head to face you lying on your bed, looking exhausted yet relaxed from the shower.

Your eyes were closed shut when you felt the edge of your bed dipping, your eyes flickered open—you spotted Tighnari sitting on the edge of your bed, just staring at you, observing your face.

"Are you okay, Y/n? You seem exhausted. Was it work?" He questioned, his voice filled with worry. You thought about your answer for a second, you would've been fine if you had not known about your so-called 'stalker'.

But could you really tell him? You knew they (all the men) were overprotective of you and if you told Tighnari, he might tell everybody as well. And that would only cause more problems.

A faint sigh escaped your lips. "No.. I'm just a bit tired is all, don't worry about me." You replied, moving around in your bed and tucking yourself in.

Tighnari didn't respond after that, it was only silent.

"... I've noticed you've been looking at my ears a lot."

Your eyes widened at his sudden words. He wasn't lying. You've been thinking about their (Tighnari and Gorou) ears and tails for a while now, they just looked so soft.

A warmness spreads across your cheeks to your face as you nod your head, "well you're not wrong"

Tighnari blushed before clearing his throat, his eyes avoiding yours. "W—well if it makes you feel a bit better, you can touch them, I don't mind. It would be an honor to have my ears touched by you."

His words made you feel some type of way but you wasted no time and pat the spot beside you, you couldn't waste this opportunity.

Tighnari obeys, lying right beside you but just a bit lower than you, you slowly placed your hand on his soft, fluffy ears, making sure not to hurt them or rub them too hard.

All the while you looked between his ears and back at his face to see any signs of discomfort. Your breath hitched in your throat, amazed by how soft they were.

"So soft..." You mumbled softly—unable to stop yourself from touching his ears. Tighnari blushed at your words and closed his eyes, a shaky breath escaping his lips as his grip on the blanket tightened.

After a couple of minutes the drowsiness soon took over your body and eyelids as you fought to stay awake but to no avail. Your eyelids slowly but surely grew heavy and heavy, and before you knew it you were knocked out cold, your hand still laid on his ears.

Tighnari, too, fell asleep to your touch.

"Shhhhh! They're both asleep!" Kazuha shushed Childe who was complaining quite loudly about how he should be in the bed with you. Childe huffed and grumbled under his breath.

Soft snore escaped your mouth as you grumbled and flipped to your other side. "It's already 8, we should get to sleep as well." Neuvillette whispers, already settling down onto the mattress near your bed.

"That lucky bastard!" Wanderer scowls, glaring at Tighnari that slept peacefully on your bed, his ear twitched. Heizou rolled his eyes and began to tuck himself into the bed.

The rest went to the guest room and got ready to sleep. The sounds of the blankets rustling, people snoring, sighing and the sound of the fan was the only thing could be heard.

"Hey... guys?"

Dainsleif, Neuvillette, Cyno, Childe and the others hummed at Aether's question.

"Is it just me or was Y/n kind of off today? They seemed different I don't know why." Aether proposed, his voice was soft as he thought about you.

A chorus of hums and agreement were heard, and then it was silent again. "You think we should go visit Y/n at work? Maybe something happened to them."

Dainsleif sighed before responding. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea but... wouldn't that make us seem like creeps though? To Y/n I mean."

"Eh, not really, we're just visiting them to see if anything happened to them you know?" Childe explained, his arms and legs splayed out on the mattress of the bed, his arms hitting Gorou who groaned and turned his back towards him.

Well, at least they won't be bored the next day, just... one small thing that bothered them.

The unknown number who texted you just a couple minutes ago that read,

Messages

Mark Holey

hey, you looked ravishing today my love, i want to tell you something and i hope you feel the same way about me too, a couple weeks ago i...

note: RAHHHHHHHHHH I FINALLT FINISHED THISSS i just went with te flow and if you sent any suggestions they will be used in the next chapters!! i'll give credits as well dw <3

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series idea (that i'll never write) from a silly tag game a friend tagged me in:

cw. yandere

you got isekaid to genshin.

except.

you got isekaid into a medieval!au genshin fanfic, which your friend was in the middle of writing. and as if that's not enough, you find out that you're just one of the nameless npcs who's destined to die from a plague outbreak just a week away. and you know jack shit about medicine (or even if you do, you have zero idea how to implement modern medicines/remedies in this new civilizations ー heck, the plants in teyvat are different!). to top it off? your friend is a yandere, dead-dove-do-not-eat writer.

rest in pieces, [name]. maybe you'll find love before you die? or do you wish to cheat your death and risk derailing the wheel of fate?

possible love interest:

dottore // royal physician who has a hobby of experimenting with... a lot of things. ignore the way he always seem to carry a pouch of scent-masking herbs in his coat.

baizhu // just a soft-spoken, gentle village doctor. who seems to be a little too overprotective of his daughter(?), qiqi. never, ever go into the door that says 'staffs only' when you visit his clinic, okay? good.

wriothesley // grand duke of the north who's surprisingly not cold and feared too much by the masses? he's actually pretty friendly! maybe he'll help you! just play dumb when you catch a glimpse of the darker stains on his black clothes and the unusually sharp glint of his fangs!

zhongli // just a silly man who tries to purchase tea and was horrified when they served him fannings steeped in a bag and charged him 5000 mora. he's always happy to talk to you despite you being a nobody. what's that? the missing emperor of liyue sighted in this region? my my. what an amusing tale. people have such vivid imaginations these days.

GENSHIN BOYS WITH A SHORT S/O (LIYUE)🐉

character(s) — zhongli, xiao, baizhu

reader’s gender is not specified, nor is their race. I always try to make my fanfics as inclusive as possible

tw/cw — none ig, lmk if there are any

note(s) — everyone seemed to like my previous post with sumeru boys with a short s/o, so here’s the liyue boys (it’s short ik) #justiceforliyueboys

ZHONGLI

man’s tall asf

like he towers over the majority of liyuen citizens

doesn’t really talk about your height difference

low key likes it tho tbh

like he’s a protective man over things he loves, and the fact ur short makes his protective nature go 📈

he’s not gonna make fun of your height, he’ll maybe tease you now and again, but never make fun of you

he’s got a son who is also very short (if yk yk)

XIAO

man’s short™️

so if ur shorter than him, bro ur like toddler height I’m sorry-

gives him a little happiness knowing that there’s at least someone who’s shorter than him

he likes the feeling of overtowring someone in height, even just a little bit, he’s so use to being shorter than everyone around him

he will not hesitate to beat anyone up who makes fun of you for your height, it’s on sight-

short s/o for a short king, he deserves that and more🛐🛐🛐

BAIZHU

this pretty boy snake man is tall

like probs the same height as zhongli, maybe slightly shorter

so it’s no wonder ur shorter than him

does he comment on it? yes

does he tease you for it? yes

dw tho he does this out of love, changsheng also now and again makes comments about ur height

she loves you too tho dw :))

sometimes he likes to use you as an arm rest, he will stop tho if u ask him to

whenever he asks for kisses he says that you have to reach him urself, so good luck-

if he sees you can’t make it then he’ll lightly crouch down and give u a small smooch himself so <33

I love this man sm u don’t understand-

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beau look at me look at me…i have an angsty idea for you…

genshin character x reader who is terminally ill with elezar (however you spell it-) and they’re in a toxic relationship with character and a song to go with it is two by the antlers (semi tw for the song some of the lyrics cover dark topics)

“His trickiest patient

with Baizhu”

AU where Elezar isn’t cured

“I told you, dear, you need to be more cautious when holding fragile objects,” he gently chided as he swept up the broken glass from a bottle.

He wasn’t upset at you. He could never be. But he knew you were, as always. Before you’d been diagnosed, you were such a kind soul, but with each failed treatment and medication refill, you’d grown resentful.

Neither of you were certain how the illness occurred. After all, you’d been born and raised in Liyue, where the possibility of it was slim to none. Maybe you were just that unfortunate.

“I’ll die anyway, so why does it matter?” His movements came to a halt. He looked up at you while you looked up at the ceiling. The soft lights, covered by a thin cloth to ensure it wasn’t too harsh on your eyes. “Why does it matter,” you softly repeated.

“I won’t let that—,” you interrupted his weak attempt at comfort, sitting up with a struggle. Swatting away his attempts at helping you after dropping his broom

“Baizhu, give up already! The meds aren’t doing anything, and I’m getting worse! So just quit with your silly delusions!”

His lips formed a thin line, unsure of how to approach it. You were not wrong. You never were when you yelled at him, with your shortening temper.

“You’re destroying yourself all while trying to fix me. I’d rather you just put me out of my misery.”

His heart sank terribly low. So much that he had to turn away from you. He could not face you when you brought this up. The idea of letting you die, or to do it himself. It never fot any easier to hear.

This sickness has made your body and heart bitter. In ways he cannot comprehend. Oh, how he despises it.

I adore angst, and this ask was so interesting to me. Thank you for sharing <3

MAFU, YOUR WORKS ARE BEAUTIFUL <333

ᯓ✿ there was no saving you

ˋ°•*⁀➷ inspired by this amazing fic by beau 🫶 in which your illness only seems to get worse

ˋ°•*⁀➷ baizhu x gn! reader

₊˚ ANGST!!! MUCH ANGST, marrying a corpse but like not in a weird way, character death (reader)

he wished he knew from the very second you met that it wasn’t meant to last. the medicines he had brewed for you kept you sleeping and comfortable until the inevitable end. something kept baizhu standing by that bed, he could have gave up but he took care of you. even as you became weaker and barely able to stand for longer than a minute, he was losing sleep looking for something, anything that could cure you. maybe it was his dedication to medicine, or maybe he loved you despite your fleeting life.

in the middle of the night, the doctor had fallen asleep at his desk when he awoke from a nightmare and decided that enough is enough. he had realized something that night, something he hadn’t realized he wanted. baizhu knew deep down that there was absolutely nothing he could do to save you from the rapidly approaching end, this thing is going to kill you sooner rather than later. he’d find himself talking to you while you were fast asleep under the influence of the cocktail of medicines he’d given you to keep you comfortable, telling you everything and pretending you could hear him. if he could only take the ailment that will soon take your life and transfer it to himself, he would in a heartbeat.

as your condition further deteriorated, he knew the end would come in only days. as you took your last breath before falling into an eternal sleep, baizhu’s heart shattered into a million pieces. placing a silver ring on your finger, he’d carry your lifeless body to the grave he prepared just outside his house.

day after day, the doctor would place the flowers you loved on your grave, hopelessly praying that you’d be happy and without the illness that had taken your fleeting life on the other side.

flawless night, forevermore

feat. ayato, baizhu, alhaitham, childe, kaveh, raiden ei ( separate )

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 they are so obviously in love with you

( or, in which i tie them to a taylor song i’ve been crazing over, but you don’t have to know the songs to read / understand )

note. reader’s gender unspecified, no other warnings

KAMISATO AYATO. lover

His lips curled up with a fathomless fondness he did not even notice about himself. His ticklish gaze, his admiring eyes, his comforting silence—such a poor, poor man drowning in his hopelessness, falling love struck into the night.

Even atop the dewy grass that stained his carefully tailored clothes, he paid no mind to the mess as he preferred to hear you talk instead. The intelligence of a Kamisato was long forgone in the melody of your voice, and perhaps you had strum his heartstrings too much to the point he loses his senses. He forgets a lot of things about himself when he’s with you, perhaps at one point, even his own name.

Kamisato, the name that ties him to a lifetime of formality and not a single night of rest. A dreary lifetime that does not allow him to learn the wonders of love. But oh, how he loves you.

“I’ve always wanted one of those cute little tea tables,” you muttered into the cool winds under the glowing moon. Your finger absentmindedly traced an oval into the air, a motion that had his head following your invisible drawing. “We can sit together in the mornings and have tea before work.”

“Then we’ll get one,” Ayato affirmed. He failed to notice how his own grin had widened, simply as an automatic reaction from seeing your pleased smile at his response. “Little cushions for us to sit in, too,” he added on. “You know those round ones? We can have them in our favorite colors.”

Look at him, blushing over silly cushions.

There’s a dazzling haze in his eyes when he’s like this. It’s a spark that never runs out once ignited, for he has a history of rambling when he’s with you. “There is this porcelain tea set we can get, which has a pattern I know you’ll like,” he’ll say, further jumping to “And it comes in a set of four—we can always invite Ayaka and Thoma over to drink with us.” He’ll go on and on like this, fantasizing of a life where you lived together, happily ever after.

He’s imagined this for eons in his head. Such innocent-presenting ideas and remarks, but it’s obvious in the way he talks so fast. It’s ridiculously evident the more excited he gets as the night stretches on, that he’s been daydreaming of the moment you move in with him, so he may love you every day.

All he asks is to be forever yours, for as long as time permits.

⎯ ✧ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

BAIZHU. sparks fly

It almost never rained in Liyue.

But his words were such a booming thunderstorm that no water droplet could ever compare, even amidst this cold, grey afternoon. And only when he finally blew you away like a thin stack of cards, did he feel a sharp sense of emptiness at the sight of you running off into the pouring rain.

Baizhu admitted that you were a burden to him. Boring, unintelligent, annoying—that you were a hindrance to be around. You were only a distraction to Qiqi, and more importantly, a bothersome presence to him.

It took all his willpower just to spit such venom from his tongue straight to your face—all his might just to convince you that seeing him is a bad idea. And yet, you still called him a liar.

“You mean none of those words,” you sharply inhaled via short, speechless breaths. He could tell you were breaking down from his hateful speech, but to his guilt, it was exactly what he wanted to see from you. “You’re just trying to drive me away again,” you spat out. You were trying to convince yourself: that fact alone was clear to him. But the longer he stayed quiet despite biting back the truth—biting back that he has fallen so immensely deep in love with you—you began to doubt yourself.

But the moment he watched your figure break down past this storm, he immediately crumbled with a sense of guilt much stronger than any curse he has ever wished upon himself.

Perhaps he was too harsh on you. Archons, perhaps he was too mean—this was exactly why he didn’t deserve you. You deserved better than such a sick, lowly man who could not even live for himself, instead binding his life to save others instead.

But still, even after all his own revelations and realization of his nonexistent self worth…

He was still a greedy, selfish man.

And that selfishness had him running right out of his door and into the pouring rain, not caring at how the sudden cold nipped and picked at his skin, or how the winds beat at his frail body. Not even the Archons could halt such a starvation for salvation—it was the only spark he had left to chase.

In this cold, dreary life—in this cold, dreary day alone—you still shone like the sun under the dim streetlights of Liyue upon this pale grey sky. His body still eased the moment you caught his eye, almost as if your gaze alone had suddenly removed every drop of sickness he self-injected into his own bloodstream, or as if you were the cure he was looking for all his life.

Such selfishness once again had his body fighting from collapsing when he desperately fell into your arms that held him so dearly. And the greed of mankind only snapped when found his lips settled so hopelessly against yours, clinging onto your kiss as if he would die tonight.

Truly, maybe he would. But for now, in your embrace, he feels the strongest he’s ever been since he sold his soul.

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ALHAITHAM. enchanted

Archons, he hated these events, though he had no choice but to attend. No one could ever allow the Acting Grand Sage, even if he held so much spite, to escape the demeaning eyes of Sumerean publicity.

Alhaitham held himself as an independent soul. But this formalwear, this clanging of champagne glasses, this suffocating air—were definitely not so independent nor free.

This hall of aspiring young scholars and old men, all in one exhibit for the sake of research and networking. Academics is what they acclaim, but the Acting Grand Sage may be too thick of a personality for them (if he had one at all). But the only thing keeping his eyes open from boredom, quite surprisingly a person, was you.

You, who looked young compared to these much older alumni and long-time scholars. And it was truly you, out of the many faces in this room, who he could not name.

Your eyes met from across the room. Such a sliver of a chance—his eyes whispered a curious glance from the opposite wall among this dreary sea of scholars. There was a spark graced by the Electro Archon, perhaps; or maybe even a gush of wind from the God of Anemo. But every sense of composure was lost when his body moved on its own, walking himself closer and closer just to meet you.

It begins with hello; it always does. It continues with quick remarks, with “I’ve never seen you before,” and with “Have we met?” And soon enough, he feels like he’s in school again. He feels a flutter he has not known in years, an urge to talk quicker than he can think. The crinkle at the corner of your eyes has him immersed in amazement. The sole fact that you can crack a smile at him; a smile that wasn’t fake politeness like all these scholars.

For some reason unbeknownst to him, that expression of yours alone had his feet glued to the floor, like you’ve trapped him in such an engaging conversation he desperately could not let go. It was a forcibly dreadful night—you turned it flawlessly enchanting in a way that you read to him like a book, all in which he could not put you down once he begins.

And once the event ends, and he is forced to leave you so soon, he watches you walk away with an expression that he himself could not even read.

Wonderstuck.

He would never notice the light tint on his face, staining his cheeks all the way home.

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CHILDE. cruel summer

Left foot, right foot, tiptoe, right foot—hold the counter, hold the wall, hold the rail all the way up the steps… He’s got this.

One step down the hall, another foot down, a third one until he finds a steady rhythm. The room is hazy, the walls are spinning. His head hurts and he feels like a baby taking his first steps, so helpless and unsteady that he almost wants to cry again from exasperated frustration alone. Why was this so hard? Did he really hate himself so much, that he would stagger his way home from the bar like this?

One hand on the door, turn the knob, and—

Ah. He dropped his keys so loudly on the floor.

You woke up with a start from the bedside, immediately turning to him wide-eyed in both starling surprise from the noise, and more importantly, concern. He didn’t mean to wake you. He hated feeling guilty, but it was the exact feeling that crept up his spine once he saw the devastated look on your face. Frenzied eyes and dark circles—clearly you had stayed up just to wait for him, too.

“Ajax,” you voiced—a tone full of worry and heavy exhaustion, God, he felt so horrible. “Oh, Ajax, come here.”

As much as he didn’t like it when you cared for him like this, he was not immune to the sounds of your calling. His shaky legs carried him immediately, as if the alcohol in his system was pulling him towards you, too. “I’m fine,” he barely stuttered out. It was a claim he had to make immediately, a sign he was desperate to reassure you.

Your eyes grew heavier, though he did not know if they were lidded from concern or from sleepiness. Either way, he practically melted from the touch of your palms resting against his cheeks. So warm, but a much more pleasant warmth than the burning summer air that he just walked in, all the way home with a liquor-dazed mind.

“Have you been crying…?” Ah, and that was why your eyes were narrow—they were squinting at the sorry stains of tears that lined his cheeks. He forgot to wipe them, it seemed. It was almost laughable.

“No, just sweat from the heat.”

Crying over you… He’d never let you know that. To cry, to bleed, to die—you would never be the first person he tells.

“You reek of liquor…” Quite disgustingly so, he thinks. And yet, you still held his face so fondly, moving his head in such a gentle manner as you swiped his tear stains with the pads of your thumbs.

He stayed silent. He had no answer to this one.

“I love you,” he mutters, though it’s a confession nevertheless. And he says it so sadly—so miserably that you couldn’t help but sigh. He hates it, too. He hates it when you sigh. Because when you sigh, it means you’ll just let it go; No matter how many lies he tells, or how many times he cries, or how many secrets he keeps, you’ll still accept him like always.

“I love you, too.” And, that was the worst line he’s ever heard.

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KAVEH. foolish ones

“Oh, woe is me…” Loves me, loves me not, loves me… “Did you happen to see anything in the mailbox?”

His roommate stared. “Go check it yourself.”

Kaveh heavily sighed. He couldn’t; He physically could not bear to do it. It’s not that he was lazy to get up, no. The real issue was the genuine grief he would feel when he opened the mailbox, only to see nothing inside. No special gifts, no romantic letters, and absolutely no confessions of love signed with your name.

It was embarrassing, really. To feel this dramatic and obsessed with words of admiration from you—oh, especially when Alhaitham found out about this whole lovesick ordeal. But he could not help his mind from just imagining it: the reflection of himself in your eyes as you finally confess your feelings of passion and love for him (feelings that didn’t exist, feelings he merely imagined you having, all so pathetically).

But he’s so weird, and he’s so terrible. To imagine a fabled life with you when you probably did not think about him this same way. How foolish. Did you daydream about him like he daydreamed about you every night before he slept? Did you think about him like he thought about you every time he sees your favorite color in the passing? Did you wait at your mailbox like he waited for any letters from you? No. No, you didn’t.

And he’s cried, quite humiliatingly. He’s cried that the perfect life he could picture himself having with you at his side would never be a reality. He’s cried a downpour of tears, simply because he allowed himself to be so caught up in a delusion that was so sick of him to conjure up.

“Are you free for dinner tonight?”

“So sorry Kaveh, I already have plans…”

Plans with someone else. No wonder you hadn’t written him any messages, or contacted him in a while. That… was not the scenes he had in his head. His imaginations, his hopes, his dreams—they did not have someone else in them. For someone he was so hopelessly in love with, he felt so much hurt. A foolish lesson to be learned by a foolish romantic.

In the end, he’d just be talking himself to sleep again. He’d just smile at the sight of you flourishing. Without him, your world will go on turning. A world full of reciprocated love and devotion, one that he would never know.

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RAIDEN EI. you belong with me

The Raiden Shogun was self-destructive. No more than a few people knew of such a fact, but she was certainly one of them.

Because if she cared for her own wellbeing, truly, then she would not fall for selfish desires. Nor, would she be here now, sitting next to you outside a sliding screen in her private gardens of Tenshukaku, sipping your favorite tea and hearing your sweet voice ramble about something so unpleasant to her ears. If she prioritized her own emotions, then maybe she’d be living in blissful ignorance right now instead of listening to your woes over a lover… A lover that was not her.

“And then, she teases me,” you complained, though it was clear you hated it. You didn’t like whining about your partner, which was a good thing—but it made Ei feel sick, because it meant you really loved that woman. “I know she does that all the time, and I just need to get used to it,” you continued, “but sometimes, it gets too much, and she still doesn’t stop.”

But I wouldn’t do that to you, the archon thinks to herself. And suddenly, the tea isn’t as appetizing anymore, because her own words felt drilled onto her tongue, forever forbidden to speak aloud.

“Miko… Has always been like that,” Ei quietly admits instead. She doesn’t want to insult your lover, for that same person was also her own friend. She wanted to be supportive, but it was impossible when she was so in love with you, that she spent every second of each passing day just wishing she was in Miko’s place instead.

“Yeah… But—still, I mean…” You sighed, coming to a loss for words to describe the pink haired shrine maiden. “Is it really so hard to ask just for her to understand how I’m feeling…?” you whined in what seemed like genuine distress. Your face sunk into your hands, and it took all of Ei’s willpower just to keep her respective distance from a romantically taken friend.

But I understand how you feel, Ei once again thinks. She feels so dirty of a friend for comparing herself like this. I understand you better than she will ever.

“Ei…” you muttered. She almost chokes from the way you say her name. “What should I do…?”

Be with me, instead. “Don’t cry over something, or someone, you cannot control. It’s possible your personalities are just not fit for each other, you know.”

“But I love her, Ei…”

Ouch.

She clears her throat, recovering from sharp breath of air she just inhaled. A part of her just broke in that moment, and it was so obvious, too—her expression quickly changed, her body became stiff, her balance suddenly shifted, and yet…

You noticed none of it. Your head was too clouded over love for another woman that was not her; So clouded, in fact, you did not notice the way Ei almost began to tremble. The misery you carried only crafted tenfold for the archon, eternally unbeknownst to you.

But you don’t belong to her, anyways. So why was she crying?

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˖˚˳⊹ dick size headcanons part two feat. xiao : albedo : dainsleif : cyno : thoma : scaramouche : dottore : baizhu : enjou x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw

xiao whose dick is fucking beautiful, just like he is <3 surprisingly isn't the smallest in that category, slightly above average in length and his tip has a cute rosy tint. He's a grower, 6,2 inches when soft and 7 inches when hard. His girth is on the thinner side with strongly pronounced veins starting from the bottom slightly above his balls, points linear, not to mention sensitive around the tip, get so so shy whenever you kiss it. secretly loves it! <3

albedo whose cock is almost too perfect. Points linear without a curve in sight, not to mention it's girth is above average but slims down around the tip. He's not a grower, 6 inches when soft and about 6,5 inches once he's hard. Has a lot of thin veins run right under the skin and since he's very pale they're noticeable, like a cute'ish blue hue. His balls are soft and very round, loves when you play with them!

dainsleif, whose cock is big and frustrated! it's girth wide enough to make you struggle whenever you try to wrap your lips around him <3. He's naturally above average and a grower. 7,2 inches when soft and once you got him in the mood, it's a solid 7,9 inches. Pretty shape too and spongy against your tongue! curving slightly to the left with a beautiful vein decorating and wrapping against his big shaft!

cyno whose cock still has you whining even though it's smol :(. so angry though! his tip will radiate a swollen red all around and it's sensitive! he's not a grower, 4,9 inches when soft and 5,3 once he's hard. It's his girth that's impressive, he doesn't even realize it nor would he care though. It's already big around the tip but gets even wider around his shaft. His balls are slightly droppy, cums a lot too, can get pretty messy but he wants it that way. <3

thoma who's insecure about his dick! always so scared of being unable to make you cum around his cock :(. It's above average though, but slightly slimmer. Not a grower, 6,9 inches when soft and once he's hard it's a solid 7,3 inches long. very firm and slightly curves to the left. poor baby is so sensitive too! gets way too embarrassed whenever you lick up the big vein that circulates over his shaft so fucking nicely.

scaramouche whose cock may be average sized, but it would never feel that way whenever he fucks into your messy cunt! he's not a grower, 6,5 inches whenever he's soft and 6,9 once he's hard. cums a lot and is messy, a hefty amount too, loves coating your face all over with it and laugh at you <3. His balls are well rounded, thick and pulsing a lot whenever you suck him off.

dottore who knows he's fucking big and owns it. he's so confident and always ready to take you against his desk and the way you squirm is music to his ears! his girth highly over the average with a thick vein popping out angrily around his shaft. Is not a grower, 7,2 inches when soft and 7,7 inches once he's hard. His tip is having a cute red tint to it, pointing slightly to the right in a c shape almost. And his thick balls can barely wait to fill you up! :(

baizhu whose heavy cock is able to fill you up to the brim and stretch you with that delicious ache you're longing for <3. is a grower, 6,5 inches when soft and once he's hard a 7,1 inches. points almost completely linear, though when he's erect it does sway a bit to the right. has a few thin veins running along his shaft that you can very much feel whenever he's got you wrapped around him. Loves when you kiss his tip, it'll make him so shy and praise you in the process. <3!

enjou whose cock is average but with an impressive amount of girth. Loves when you give him head while he's working! So so sensitive around his mushroom tip, it's almost embarrassing <3. He's a grower, 6,1 inches whenever he's soft and 6,8 inches once he's hard. Is always busy but can't keep himself in check either :( his tip beats an angry almost red'ish color but slightly resorts to a soft rosy tint once he cums a lot more on your tongue!

(part one) // tagging: @stygianoir

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