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Finally.

Warnings: sub character, erm freaky thoughts and more!! NB!dom reader yuhhh

Itto was a big man no doubt. No creature or man in sight could topple over this Oni!

But then there was you. Sweet sweet you.. turning this big himbo into a thrashing sobbing mess. Eyes watering as his hips buck up into your closed fist. He was so cute!! Granted , you could’ve been doing things much more stimulating like fucking him stupid!!

Wahhh Didn’t you just want to devore him whole? Bite his soft flesh over and over again till there was nothing left to mark.. sighhh. This would just have to do. He was afraid of penetration, to scared that his big body would somehow harm You in the process.

“ggggGHHK!! <Y/N>!! Please- pleasepleaseplease!! ♡︎”

He threw his head back, fisting the bed sheets as his body trembled uncontrollably. How much did he cum?? A few times right? Everything felt so numb. His lower abdomen covered in his own semen.. poor baby..

You gotta make him feel better right? You can’t just stop here.

So back you go, with your onslaught of the oni’s cock. Pumping it faster and faster !! It was such a pretty red, all veiny and rigid. If you didn’t know any better you would’ve assumed it was a natural color for him.

“Oh my- oh my oh my-my.. ah aHH NGKK!!”

You were to focused on your own thoughts that you forgot itto could feel you jerking him off.

The poor baby tears streamed down his face, body completely stiff.. was he finally satisfied? Welp that’s a story for another day you suppose.

You had to clean up this cum covered baby and give him the best aftercare he would ever receive.

sleepy boys ft. xiao, venti, diluc, thoma, itto

as an adeptus, xiao doesn’t actually need sleep, but that doesn’t stop him from getting exhausted. it makes him a little crabby and even more standoffish than usual, but give him a hot bath, spoon him and even maybe hum something to him and he’ll be out pretty quickly. sometimes, if he’s really relaxed, his eyes get heavy and he might make tiny, cute yawns, lean into you a little heavier than he was already. if you bring it up, he gets super defensive and denies it, but it’s really cute.

venti sleeps a lot—mostly when he’s drunk or bored, and he loves when you join him! if he’s drunk, give him some water to help with the hangover he’s about to have and get him into bed for a night of cuddling and him slurring out ballads about you. if he’s bored, he likes to climb all over you to find a comfortable position before he tries to sleep. if you’re working, he’ll stretch across your hands like a cat—cute but horribly distracting. he likes getting goodnight kisses, even if it’s just a nap—make sure you give him one, otherwise he’ll make a big fuss out of it.

diluc’s sleeping schedule is horrendous. he’s up all day attending to the winery and up all night bartending or haunting the streets of mondstadt. the only time he really gets any sleep is when he’s about to pass out and you make him—he’ll put up a little fight about it because he’s not a child, he can take care of himself, he’s fine, but as soon as you get him in your lap he’s fast asleep and burying his face in you. he’s so warm, radiates it like a furnace. the temperature flares if he’s having a nightmare, and it can be scary the first few times, but just stroke his hair and give him little reassurances and it will even out again. if he’s actually sleepy? give him sleepy cuddles, because he’s so big and warm; it’s a heavenly experience.

thoma is another one that works until he drops. he’s usually so worried about everything around him that he doesn’t notice he’s exhausted until he’s barely able to stand up. he’ll try to weasel his way out of resting, but just ask if he’ll at least cuddle with you, please? he’s been so busy lately… and after a minute, he’s absolutely limp. thoma will scoot towards anything warm when he’s sleeping, and usually that thing is you—even if you start out separate, you’ll wake up with him sprawled all over you.

itto loves loves loves sleeping with you!! he likes being the big spoon because he can wrap his arms around you and squeeze you like a teddy bear (gently, of course), and he likes cuddling in general. it takes forever for him to actually fall asleep, though, because he just gets excited about even being beside you. just give him little kisses and comb his hair, let him talk himself out, and eventually you’ll have a big oni-puppy curled around you and snoring. he’s a very animated sleeper, moves around and talks and sometimes laughs, and it’s usually very endearing if he isn’t kicking or rolling on top of you.

amusing beginnings.

premise: the dramatic prelude of a tale spun by the workings of fate, weaved with strings of scarlet linking futures untold. this is a story of innocence, of unforeseen encounters offering no clue of a romance that will blossom much, much later — this is how you begin together, yet there is no telling if there will ever be a proper conclusion for the prose you call love.

or, plainly speaking, a series of meet-cute scenarios i am far too lazy dedicating individual fics for. i just wanted to sound smart about it.

includes: xiao & itto !

xiao, a friend from an mmo game

moving to a different town and entering a new school in the middle of the year... are inconvenient. friend groups within the class had already been established, and badgering your seatmate to put up with your presence during lunch break or free time outside of lessons when you just don't click together as friends doesn't sound very appealing.

it doesn't help that you aren't extroverted, bumbling and awkward as you try to interact with others more. but if you don't want to feel like a loser for the entire year, you'd have to exert some effort to make friends.

so when you hear about a multiplayer game everyone's been raving about, you thought that was your chance to fit in — after all, if you had common interests with your classmates, couldn't you invite them to play together or something?

thus, you download the game, lament the astronomical numbers of space it took up in your storage, and experiment with the controls until you get more familiar with them.

except some high-leveled assholes who have nothing better to do keep killing your poor level 1 in-game character, armed with a dull sword, starter equipment, and flimsy armor that had no way to defend against level 41 fire blasts, and wait until you respawn to do it all over again. with this hindering your progress, you couldn't complete the main quest in order to advance to the next area.

they taunt you in the world chat, too obnoxiously prideful for someone miserable enough to pick on amateurs, and that's when he appears:

geared in what looks like expensive armor, equipped with rare weapons retrieved from the highest difficulty of dungeons, his name written in bright front and his level, 174, just above it. alatus, his ID reads.

it takes him no more than one move to wipe them all out.

what are you doing? he types in the world chat. hurry up and go before they respawn.

thank you so much!!!!! you reply with a flurry of exclamation points and emotes, shocked that you'd run into someone so high leveled right off the bat. the other players in the server watching the spectacle seem to think he's intimidating and steered clear of him, making a wide circle around you.

though he told you to hurry up, he lingers by your side, almost like he's guarding you. he escorts you all the way until you finish the main quest, not speaking a word and only silently killing surrounding enemies too high for your level.

you wonder if it would be too cheeky of you to send a friend request; he's one of the best in the server, boasting all kinds of achievements and artifacts in his player profile. why would he be interested in befriending a newbie like you?

you're terrible at this, he sends in the chat. this is the first i've seen anyone flubbing basic attacks. don't just press any button you see.

you cringe. his words are harsh but truthful. you kept pressing the wrong buttons to dodge and always receive the brunt of the attacks.

however, you pause when a notification flashes on your screen: player alatus has sent you a friend request! accept or decline?

jolting, you scramble to click accept, lest he take it back last minute. can he even do that? whatever. following that is a present from a friend sent to your mailbox, a pair of level 50 dual blades and defensive armor. they pale in comparison to his current gear, but they're plenty powerful for normal players, especially for an amateur who barely just reached level 7 after grinding some missions (and with help).

old equipment. needed to clear out my inventory, he adds, as if he doesn't want you to get the wrong idea.

you've lost track for the amount of times you've thanked him in the past hour or so, and you try to send more exclamation points and different emotes so you wouldn't appear like a broken record. though i appreciate everything, can i ask you why you're helping a new player like me? you ask tentatively, eager to hear his answer.

there isn't much else you can do at this level. that's all there is to it. and you were pitiful.

...kind of pretentious, but okay...

can i play with you again some other time? you type before the thought of wanting to do so even registers in your mind. not just so you can help me. it's been really fun spending time with you!!!

three minutes of silence pass. your confidence to reach out and make friends shriveled up and died.

sure.

then, later, i usually play at evening or at midnight. our schedules might not line up.

there's no problem! i stay up most nights, too!

then i'll see you some other time. i'm logging off.

relief crashes over you, only dwindling when alatus has gone offline. he was fine with being friends... and promised to play together again in the future... well, maybe not promise, but something like it, and that's enough.

--

the months fly by, and opposed to your prior concerns, you fit in class just fine. playing the mmo game to have a common interest with your classmates was the right move, and it had opened ways for you to connect with others more through other similar hobbies.

but even after you achieved your goal, you didn't drop the game. you're not the most avid player, but you grind dungeons a normal amount, clearing time-limited events if you find them entertaining enough.

it's mostly just to spend time with alatus, though.

alatus, or xiao as you later learned after you exchanged your real names, is quite the charmer. not that you've ever seen his face; he is just... cute, in general. he appears gruff and intimidating, but really, he's an awkward guy who can't act soft because it's “undignified.”

you think he is sweet and kind, though you'll never say it to his face since it'll only make him feel embarrassed. not only does he come to save you each time you tell him you're having a hard time defeating a boss in your private chat, and he gives away precious weaponry and potions to you exclusively as if any other player wouldn't willingly hand over all their gold just to get a piece of it, he makes a great listener.

you have a bad habit of rambling and getting immersed in your thoughts at late hours of the night. you speak of your insecurities, your weaknesses, your fears, and he listens even if he doesn't type a reply all throughout your flood of messages. he keeps his response concise, but they're thoughtful advice, ones that you take into heart. he's a comforting figure, regardless of being a stranger behind a screen.

sometimes, you like to think you're sorta the same for him. xiao isn't as straightforward as you when he wants company, but he asks if you can stay online longer than usual, just to talk or to do the more relaxing tasks in the game. he trusts you to an extent, enough to offer exchanging real names at least.

enough to ask you to marry him.

your in-game character, of course! what else could that possibly mean?! okay, so you may have nearly fallen out of your chair in shock when he sent you a marriage proposal through chat of all things, but that's all it means! nothing more!

there was a couples-exclusive event dungeon, and the loot was desirable. some beautiful skins for pure cosmetic, and also a power-enhancing ring that you couldn't find anywhere else. xiao, the game nerd that he is, couldn't pass it up.

so yeah. technically, you can say you married him.

it was a hot topic at some point. alatus was one of the best players in the server, notorious for his aversion to cooperating with others, and he hadn't married anyone despite all the rewards you could reap with the marriage function.

then there's you, level 47, not especially skilled in anything, not especially appealing in your character's outward appearance, and not especially... notable. the very meaning of an average player, so to speak. he specifically chose you, but nobody could understand why.

well. whatever. the marriage is old news already. the present hottest news is the huge gaming convention to come in two weeks. fans are hyping it up and you'd be lying if you said you weren't excited too. in fact, your friends already made plans with you to come on a weekend.

when you talk to xiao about it, there's a rare moment of hesitance before he types out a reply, almost like the times where he gets nervous before asking you a favor.

are you going too? you ask, grinning to yourself.

yeah, he answers back. a minute and a half of silence.

then, startlingly, do you want to meet up?

you've always doubted the feasibility of choking on air before, but after experiencing it firsthand, you learn that anything really is possible. including meeting the elusive guy you've had a massive crush on, no matter how unlikely it seemed.

--

you are severely late.

but! for good reason! you'd hate to look like a hobo, so you made sure to dress nicely! ...maybe too nicely for a gaming convention where everyone will be sweaty and icky, but better prepared than sorry!

somehow, i'm not even surprised, reads xiao's text — yes! you exchanged numbers! — and you can picture him scoffing at the other end. don't rush and trip in the middle of running. i'm not going anywhere.

you ignore the way your heart skips a beat at that and focus on getting there safely. he said to do just that, after all. but while waiting at the crosswalk, you wonder what xiao really looks like... would he be tall and scary? or unexpectedly soft and cute?

in all honesty, you should've sent pictures of yourselves to identify each other easier at the venue, but against your better judgment, you suggested only describing your attire and keeping your appearances a secret because the mystery is “fun” and it'd be nicer to see each other for the first time face to face. (you've only been trying to prolong your inevitable death, because whatever he looks like, you're bound to fall deeper anyway.)

i'm here, you text to him, beginning to anxiously look around your surroundings. he said to meet up at the entrance, and there are more people than you expected...

i'll find you. stay by the first advertisement banner at the front.

alright!

you bite your lip, clammy hands holding your phone tightly. you're a lot more nervous than you thought you would be. did you look okay? you've asked your friends over and over again if you looked presentable, enough times to annoy them, probably. you styled your hair differently too... you wonder if it looks weird. xiao said he would be wearing a green jacket and dark pants, and he had piercings in his ear, and then you can't remember what else because oh my god, what does xiao look like with piercings in his ear.

you snap out of your thoughts when a path opens up in front of you. first, there are disgruntled noises from people being pushed away, then they disappear like wisps of smoke the second after. quiet gasps of surprise come from the group of girls nearby, and if you had to guess, it would likely be a good-looking cosplayer passing by.

the figure stops in front of you, sneakers in your line of sight where you stare blankly at the floor. slowly, your eyes rake up — dark fitting jeans, a trail of silver chains disappearing under the hem of a green jacket, a white shirt printed with dragons...

you're reluctant to glance anywhere higher above the line of his neck.

“[name]?”

fuck.

it's him.

you take a deep breath, squeezing your eyes shut. then you look up, properly.

you see golden eyes, specks of stars glittering in his irises.

his skin is pale, pink from the warm sun. his lips are pink too, a traitorous part of your mind marvels, slightly parted in surprise and shaped around an o. his hair is dark, tied up into a messy ponytail, sharp tips dyed in teal poking his cheek, framing the sides of his face.

oh no. he's hot.

he is so hot.

and he's staring at you.

“x... xiao?” your voice comes out strangled. embarrassingly. oh god. you are so fucked.

his face grows redder, and he scratches his cheek. “...that's me.”

silence.

you have to say something.

“do you... want to go outside?” he coughs into a fist. “the event has already started.”

“uh, yeah! sure! of course!” you ramble, walking past him in the hopes you wouldn't make a bigger fool of yourself. your face looks weird, surely. “i can't wait to see the cosplayers! they're also announcing a new chapter for the main story today, aren't th-”

“wait.”

he catches your wrist. you stop breathing, at risk of choking on air again.

“it's crowded.” his hand curls tighter. oh no. “don't get lost.”

“i won't, what are you talking about?” you laugh awkwardly. seeing him, hearing him, touching him, is such a strange thing.

“i wouldn't be surprised if you did.” his fingers dip lower, fitting in the spaces within yours. properly holding your hand. oh. oh. “so don't wander off without me.”

“yeah.” you're positively breathless. “yeah. i won't.”

he squeezes your hand. you're not looking at him directly, but you see him tilting his head at the corner of your eye. “...no complaints about this?”

“none at all.”

“okay.” he squeezes again. carefully, tenderly. his palms are sweaty. at least that tells you you're not the only one nervous. “if you say so.”

itto, a delinquent in the downpour

arataki itto is an idiot.

an idiot who keeps picking fights with people he can't beat, and kujou sara tells him off for it. an idiot who grabs the last piece of fried chicken on the table, agrees to thoma's proposal for a battle of rock-paper-scissors to get it, only for itto to lose each time. an idiot who bets on his entire deck of trading cards in his beetle fights, never truly realizing the risk until he'd already lost everything to kamisato ayato.

but arataki itto doesn't regret.

he doesn't regret trying to beat kujou sara even if it's his loss in the end, because she doesn't look down on him for losing and his friends are always there to patch him up. he doesn't regret doing rock-paper-scissors with thoma, because thoma would end up sharing the piece of chicken anyway. he doesn't regret betting on his deck, because ayato is never greedy, and he will always, always give it back to itto and tell him to try better next time.

arataki itto doesn't regret it this time either, even if he doesn't gain anything. even when he's battered and bruised, drenched in the rain, slumped against a wall in the middle of a dark alley. even when the boy he just saved from money-grubbing hooligans didn't spare him another look nor gave him any word of thanks, left him to fend for himself when the men's hostility had already been directed at him. never called for help, either, just allowed him to be outnumbered in a fight, and as strong itto is, there's no way he can beat five bulky guys on his own.

he doesn't regret, but it stings a little.

his entire body prickles with hurt, but at the same time he's unfeeling, numb in the cold rain. his line of sight is getting blurry, too, blobs of color instead of people darting past, streetlights small bright spots like fireflies.

he tries to open his mouth to ask for help, but that stings too. a busted lip, maybe. his voice is feeble, silent in his own ears. it can't be heard over the pouring rain. he tries to sit up straighter, but the effort to nudge his shoulder back exhausts all his energy. he wants to reach out a hand at least, but before he can even try, his body won't listen to him. his eyes close against his wishes.

he knows for sure he isn't too deep in the alley. can't anybody see him? or are they deliberately ignoring him because they don't want trouble? there's nothing wrong with that, really. not everyone has the time to help, or the bravery to approach a big guy covered in wounds. he understands. but he still hopes anyway.

ah, it's cold. the brick wall behind him is rough. his clothes are uncomfortable, sticking to his skin like this.

he forces his eyes open. there, he sees a pair of shoes, forming ripples across puddles when they step closer.

they halt.

they turn the opposite direction.

they leave him alone.

(he doesn't notice the umbrella they leave behind.)

--

he wakes up to someone patting his cheek. someone is speaking, but everything is muddled. it's still cold, and his back is still resting against the brick wall. but there's no rain anymore, only the pitter-patter sound when it hit the pavement.

he wonders how long he'd been shielded away from it.

“...llo... can... stand...”

stand. do they want him to stand? he's afraid that's too much to ask for.

the rain covers him again, icy drops falling on his skin. warmth overlaps with the frost, grabbing his arm, curling it around... something. he's being lifted up. not very effectively, but they're trying.

so he tries his best too. shifting his weight, blinking his eyes open, staying awake. they take him somewhere. it's dry, and when they push him over, it's to a plush seat. they don't complain when he leans his head on their shoulder, possibly soaking their clothes with his wet hair. he has to apologize, but sleep overtakes him.

itto doesn't remember much after that. just a hand on his forehead for some time, parts of his body wiped and wrapped in gauze. a blanket tucked carefully around him, fingertips brushing by his shoulders before they leave.

--

when he fully comes to, the first thing that registers to his mind is a room full of white. white sheets, white ceilings, white curtains. then a head of blue hair, standing by the window.

“oh, you're awake!” ayato exclaims, beyond relieved. “i was surprised when i picked up your call and it was someone else speaking. good thing they rushed you to the hospital, huh?”

“someone took me here?” itto asks, sitting up. “where are they?”

“they took off after i arrived. said they were late to an interview because they had to stay here... ah. that must've meant they probably didn't get the job...” he murmurs, grimacing. “i should've asked for their number so we can thank them properly. no point trying to find them now, though.”

but itto saw them. not very clearly, but he remembers kind eyes glazed in worry, a shirt partly soaked through, and a silver star hanging from their necklace.

arataki itto was never especially smart, but if anything, he is stubborn, and if he put his mind to it, he can do anything.

--

“isn't there any part-time job out there that doesn't pay minimum wage?”

“what? you saving up for something?”

“summer vacation is coming, you know! vacation trips aren't going to pay for themselves,” you sigh, burying your face in your folded arms.

“it's not like you have a boyfriend to spend it with.”

“can't i go on a vacation with friends?”

“and who are these friends you speak of? everyone is dating somebody. they're probably too busy,” she retorts, looking envious. “even xiao has someone when all he does is play games everyday.”

you scrunch your nose. “damn those happy idiots...”

“that aside, i thought you found a good part-time job? you didn't get it?”

hearing that, you turn even gloomier. “i didn't tell you? i blew it. i came late on the interview, and that didn't make a very good first impression. plus i looked horrible from the rain.”

“hm. find a rich boyfriend, then.”

“like who...?”

“kamisato ayato from the other department?” your friend suggests, grinning. “he's good looking. his sister is pretty too, i saw them walking together once.”

you snort. “way out of my league. i'm better off not hoping.”

“don't be like that~ i heard he was going to attend the next mixer. thoma told me himself-”

the door to the lecture hall opens, interrupting your conversation. “is [name] here?” a voice queried, rough and a tad bit too loud.

“right he-”

your friend slaps a hand over your mouth frantically, turning you away from the door. “what are you doing?!”

“what?” you blink up at her, whispering, “he's asking for me, isn't he?”

“didn't you see who it was?” she hisses, shielding you from view. “arataki itto! the one who beat up a senior on his first day as a freshman, remember?!”

arataki itto?

doesn't ring a bell.

“come on, that's just a ridiculous rumor, isn't it?” you wave her off, laughing. “wasn't kazuha rumored to have a criminal record at some point? you should know better than to believe them. so don't worry and let go of me, i'm sure he's not-”

your eyes flit to his sharp eyes, gleaming with intent, and his muscular build that could probably crush your skull with a single hand.

“...going to kill me...” your voice trails of too a whisper, face paling in horror. “on second thought, please be my meat shield?”

“[n-name] is over there!” a terrified classmate points in your direction the moment itto turns to glance at him inquisitively. a snitch! a tattletale! you're never lending him your notes ever again. given that you live another day, that is.

“oh. thanks.”

how polite! thanking him for his contribution in your likely murder!

“wait wait wait, what does he want with me?!” you shrink further behind your friend, but there is no escape. he can see you peeking over her shoulder.

“shouldn't you know that?! did you piss him off or something?!”

“i don't know! i've never seen him before!” you cried. you really haven't! you swear you have nothing to do with him! you don't deal with people who look like trouble! sure you might have dragged a delinquent to the hospital a few weeks before, but he was unconscious and defenseless! he could barely stand! this guy can punt you off to mars!

“you're [name], right?” his eyes sparkle with recognition, just an arm's width away from you now. your friend, traitor that she is, silently moves away.

an involuntary squeak is punched out of your lungs. “y... yes, that's me,” you respond meekly, attempting a wobbly smile. “did you need me for something?”

itto clears his throat, expression similar to that of a constipated man's. “well... that is... i was... how do i say this...”

the deafening silence stretches for what seems like hours. the back of your neck prickles at the attention, everyone's eyes focused solely on the pair of you. you can't read him at all. what kind of offense did you do that he had to come to you like this?

“ah, dang it, 'm not good at things like this...” he grumbles, scratching his head.

eh? what is he not good at? public execution? no, no, he wouldn't go that far right?

“so, what i'm trying to say is-!”

he flails about, thrusting out the hands he'd been hiding behind his back. a bouquet of pink roses, delicate and small, is curled within his grasp. your eyes widen, taken aback, turning even wider when you see the way his cheeks redden, entire face aflame, fingers trembling nervously. his face, pinched tight with restless energy, is nothing but earnest and sincere.

“i admire you a lot! i...” he takes an intake of breath. “i would like to court you!”

and, ever so eloquently, you respond with, “wuh?”

genshin impact + blowjobs

ft. Childe, Thoma, Zhongli, Itto, Kaeya, & Diluc

cw: fem!plus sized reader, overstimulation, subby men, blowjobs, dirty talk/slight degradation, established relationship

Childe: His fingers itch to grasp your head and fuck your mouth but he remains as still as he can, allowing his hands to stay clenched at his sides. That doesn’t mean he’s without reactions, oh no. He’s moaning your name to the high heavens, head thrown back against the array of pillows cushioning the two you. His thighs raise to nearly lock around your head, inhaling sharply the moment your tongue laps at his balls sucking them into your mouth. He’s cumming hard, humping his hips up into the open air cum spraying across his lower abdomen. He’s whimpering, cock resting heavily at his thigh as he meekly paws you away from his swollen balls, blinking his pretty cerulean eyes at you.

“You really know how to take it out of me, huh? Fuck, I’m so drained.” Childe runs his fingers down his length moaning as his cockhead drools precum. He runs his thumb over your swollen lip, smiling at you. He pulls you down on top of him, breathing heavily and hard cock swelling at the heat of your cunt pressing against him. “How about I return the favor, babe?”

Thoma: He can barely think the moment those pretty lips wrap around the head of his dripping cock, mouth immediately drawn open and his hips jolt. He’s blinking rapidly, tongue lolling out of his mouth. The heat of the room seeps into his bones and it’s taking everything in him not to push you down and fuck your throat– he would never want to hurt you in any way, no matter how wet and warm and good your mouth feels.

“Fuck, fuuuuuck, baby. You’re taking my cock so well. Such a good girl for me. Ahh~, slow down, baby! Don’t wanna cum too fast, pl-please!” Borderline reduced to a whimpering and whining mess as he writhes beneath your ministrations, cock heavy on your tongue. Thoma breathes heavily through his nose, swallowing thickly when you increase speed. One glance up at him through those pretty lashes and he’s cumming down your throat with a desperate chant. “Good girl, good girl, good girl!” His back is arching and he’s crying out your name, tears prickling in the corner of his eyes.

Zhongli: His eyes roll back, hand coming to rest on the back of your head softly whispering words of encouragement as he slides inch after inch of his cock down your throat. He mostly lets you set your own pace, letting you suck him in whichever way you wanted adamant that it all felt good to him. 

“Feels so good, princess. You know just how to make me cum.” Zhongli feels filthy for saying such things but he cannot deny the satisfaction of your eyes lighting up at the praise and setting forth to suck his cock harder than before. If he feels he’s approaching his release too quickly he may stop you in order to prolong his orgasm.

Itto: This man moans like a slut and he knows it. Completely unabashed and vocal, singing your praises the moment you take his cock down the back of your throat. He’s wearing a dumb, lusty grin on his face with half-lidded eyes mouth stuttering into an ‘O’ shape whenever you hit a particularily good spot before he’s back to a lazy smirk. His hand rests in your hair, not applying any sort of pressure and the left one is folded behind his head. He’s also quite vulgar sometimes.

“You like having suck a big, fuckin’ cock down your throat, don’t you, baby? Such a good girl, suckin’ me off so well.” Itto moans, shivering with the way your hands travel up his muscular thighs. “Feels so fuckin’ good, I’m gonna cum–gonna cum–shiiiit!” 

Kaeya: Definitely keeps the back of your neck cradled by his hand as he rolls his hips against your mouth. He makes sure you tap his thigh or pull back if it seems like he’s overloading you. Sure, he wants this but he doesn’t want to hurt you in the process. 

“Surely, you can take a little more, right princess? Stick that pretty little tongue out and open wide–there, see how well I’m sliding down your throat? You look so pretty with my cock stretching out your little mouth– I can only imagine how well you’ll look with your beautiful pussy being split open on my dick.”

Diluc: A rumbling grunt falls from his lips, hands fisting the sheets as you slacken your jaw to accept more of his massive length into your mouth. His face is flushed, heart pounding in his chest a mile a minute and he’s already starting to feel the familiar coil winding up slowly in his abdomen 

“Gah.. Hey, slow down. Don’t try to force me down–fuck, you’re mouth is so tight… and wet. Yeah. Feels really good. Take it easy, you don’t have to take me all at once.” He hisses through his teeth, hating how easily you can get him worked over with just a few quick strokes of your tongue.

TEASING THEM

synopsis: teasing your husband with sexual gestures.

content warnings: soft - nsfw + fem!reader

ayato: you saw him in the kitchen so early in the morning just getting a glass water, and just wanted the idea of teasing him. you needed to take a shower but you didn’t want to take it alone, so you brushed yourself into his arms, pressing your chest and breasts against his form arm and smiling… a lustful smile. “im going to take a shower..join me” you offered tracing a circle into his arm. his eyes sparked with lust nearly immediately.

childe: you climbed into his lap after he sat on the couch ready to watch something. wrapping your arms around his neck and whispering right above his lips with a smile. now his dull blue eyes were piercing straight into yours as you whined “I don’t want you to sleep here tonight… sleep with me.” It was enough for him to carry you into the bedroom.

diluc: gosh, you knew exactly how to tease him. sitting right above his groin with your legs wrapped around his waist. tracing shapes into his muscles with one hand, gently grinding on him, along with popping one breast out and gently bringing his hand so he could touch it. he was extremely red but you could tell with how hard he was getting he enjoyed it.

itto: all you had to do generally was trace shapes into his chest and say how muscular he was. in all honesty it was something that sparked his ego a bit. sometimes if you stepped over a line, like suggesting he stay with you for tonight his cheeks and ears would glow pink.

kaeya: you bother him while he was working, simply teasing him by caressing his chin. placing your knee between his legs while he kept a stern grip on your waist. you kissed his neck having him moan gently into your shoulder.

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being mistaken for a married couple [genshin men] pt.3

itto, kazuha, xiao

these are getting so much unexpected love thank you all so much <333

Arataki Itto

“A new member?” you blink at the clearly flustered man standing before you with your partner’s arm swung around him–just his bicep being nearly the size of his head. However, you smile, setting down your pan onto the stove. “Well, welcome. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“No, it’s my pleasure to meet you. Boss talks of you highly very often, so it’s great to finally see you in person!” he manages to which Itto nods aggressively, just as his eyes trail to the pot on the stove.

“Soup?” Itto inquires.

“Ah, well, Thoma dropped it off a while ago, so I thought I could heat it up for everyone. I added a couple things like he told me to, but I’m not sure.”

“It smells delicious,” the new member says, and Itto laughs fullheartedly.

“As expected of my one and only partner! They’re the best there is, so it’s great on the rare occasion I get to try their cooking,” he beams. Before you insist that it’s barely you’re doing and it’s more so Thoma’s, the new member’s face wavers in surprise. “Oh, do you two not live together?”

“Huh? Whaddya mean?”

“Well, I was under the impression you two were married.”

Immediately, you feel your grip loosen on the spoon you’re holding, barely managing to tighten it again just before it falls out of your hands. Itto, on the other hand, just stares at him blankly, still holding that dumb smile on his face. The recruit shakes his head profusely. “I’m sorry, boss, I just see you two together all the time so I naturally thought-”

“It’s fine!” you clear your throat. “How about you go ahead and wait with the others outside? We’ll get the soup out in a minute.”

And the moment he’s gone, you snap back towards Itto where you’re expecting him to be completely unfazed as per his usual socially unaware self. However, you’re taken aback as you see his face glow pink–nearly the shade of his horns as he forces his eyes to the side with a bashful look painted on his face. Immediately, your eyes blink wide. “Itto, are you okay?”

“Me? Of course, I’m a-okay, just fine and dandy actually! Feeling greater than ever! Wouldn’t expect any less of the great Arataki Itto, right?” he smiles, albeit in a flustered way. Softly, you smile back.

Reaching to cup his face, you grin happily. “Do you really like my cooking that much?”

“O-Of course!”

“Well, now you know a way to have it more often, right?” 

With that simple statement, he smiles widely and puts his large hands atop of yours. “You’re right. I should make it official before anyone else gets it wrong again.”

Kaedehara Kazuha

“What’s that?”

“Oh this?” you raise your fingers. “It’s a flower Kazuha gave me. I thought it looked beautiful so I tied it into a ring.”

“I didn’t know you had such an impressive talent. You learn something new everyday,” he shrugs from beside you, opting to sit on the edge of the Crux with his legs dangling off the side whereas you lean against the railing. 

“Yeah, it really is cute. Kid picked a good one,” Beidou then releases a hefty laugh. “And here I thought you finally grew the nerve to propose.”

At this, your face heats–even more so when you notice the slightest of red tinting Kazuha’s cheeks as he squints. “It would…be improper to propose with just a flower.”

“Well am I glad you’re aware,” she snickers.

So he wasn’t completely denying it, your mind screamed at you, the words pounding in your chest. You stare down at your flowered hand, not bothering to look up when a Crux member calls for Beidou who rushes to the opposite side of the boat after landing a slap on Kazuha’s back. 

Silence overwhelmes the two of you. Though the two of you never struggle in these moments in your relationship, preferring to bask in each other’s presence and warmth, this is different. With the lingering atmosphere of unspoken words, you curse yourself for not being able to think of anything to say. It’s even worse when you realize this struggle is one sided, as he appears to be completely at ease as he listens to the sound of the sea.

You only look up when you see bandaged hand fall on top of yours a few silent moments later. 

“When I ask you,” he smiles softly in the way that makes you melt under his gaze. “I’d like to do it with something that has meaning to us. Rather than just something I find lying around in a store, I want it to show you how much I love you.”

You splutter to find your voice and he laughs quietly, squeezing your hand. “So until then–until I find something worthy of your finger–I hope you’re alright with having all of me and my adoration. I know it doesn’t compare to that of an expensive ring right now, but-”

“I’ll wait forever,” you shake your head. “I don’t need a ring if I have you.”

He plants a kiss on your forehead, gazing at you lovingly as you beam. “Trust me, I’ll get the most beautiful one in the world for you.”

Xiao

“Rumors?” he frowns. He never understood why humans spent so much time with such useless activities with how short their life spans were. And while he originally did not give them much mind, now you were in his life–a human with a short lifespan who he did not want wasting any time with insignificant information. 

“Apparently, there’s been a couple where people think I’m a new adeptus,” you stifle a laugh at the bizarre idea. “Since I’m around you so often, they think I’m your partner–more of a spouse.”

He’s aware that he’s not as affectionate as other mortals are in a relationship. He tries, he really does, but it never come easily to him and your patience with him amazes him. Yet hearing that at least outsiders might be able to see the endearment he holds for you relaxes his shoulders unbeknownst to him. However, far too lost in thought, you take his silence and usual scowl negatively.

“Yeah, maybe I should let them know these rumors are inaccurate,” you mumble mostly to yourself. “I know you don’t like when other people get involved with us, so I’ll-”

“It doesn’t matter what other people think, to me,” he suddenly teleports closer to you to which you jolt in surprise, but remain seated nonetheless. “You’re free to tell them if you wish, but I don’t–it–it doesn’t bother me.” He pauses, his stomach twisting. “Unless..it bothers you to be known as my partner.”

It’s his turn to jolt when you grab both his hands in yours, shaking your head frantically. “No, I’d never–of course it doesn’t bother me! Being with you is something I hold with pride!”

Xiao opens his mouth but nothing comes out as his brows furrow and his eyes waver. His hands tighten around yours as a silent message, making you smile. “And I–too…”

He doesn’t need to finish his sentence because you tackle him into an embrace that he finds himself melting into. And as always, the scent of you puts him at ease.

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗦 !

˖˚˳⊹ their kinks headcanons feat. ayato : childe : itto : zhongli : xiao : kaeya : kazuha : diluc : albedo x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw : different descriptions of kinks but none are dubcon/noncon

orgasm control/denial with ayato because there's nothing he relishes in more than being in total control over situations, including your body. Formost he's using edging as a way to increase the intensity of your climax and he'll be even more proud of himself if he makes you squirt. "what's wrong? y'want to cum that bad?" your whining was taken as an answer as he's slowly moving towards you, prancing circles around your needy clit faster. The slick in between your legs started pooling all over your thighs, coating his fingers but ayato doesn't even think of stopping now. Gritting your teeth you cry out screaming as the pleasure finally hit you after he denied your orgasm for what seemed like three times already, "you're so good." he coos, "so obedient." while rubbing your juices around your abused folds to soon after plunge into you with his cock.

spit kink with childe because he thinks there's nothing more exhilarating than seeing you choke on his spit. He pulls himself on you after eating you out, hovering over your face with a leaking amount of your slick that was wide spread over his rosy cheeks. "Open up." he'll coo but ends up prying your mouth open with his thumb himself, slowly inserting his finger to push down on your tongue, a bulb of spit running past his lips and hitting the back of your throat almost perfectly. And the way his facial expression changed after you swallowed it for him, glancing at you in an almost a perverted way. "fuck, i need you." he breathed against the shell of your ear, a small whine leaking out of his throat once he finally plunged himself into you.

sex outdoors with itto because he's itto. that's it. He loves feeling his heart race even faster whenever he fucks you in a back alley, where someone could spot the both of you any moment if he isn't carefully enough. He paused for a second to hiss at your warm cunt clenching him, the familiar sensation rushed through him again, a combination of adrenaline that made his blood quicken and electricity that made his skin tingle when he heard voices slowly getting louder where the both of you were. "gotta finish this up quickly baby, or they'll catch us."  itto's thumb placed on your clit for added relief as your anxiety got pushed back by the lust consuming your body, his lips connecting to your chest and leaving wet kisses as they brushed past your perky nipples, whimpering as he suckled on the skin.

size kink with zhongli because it's not his fault that he can never properly fit inside your small, tiny hole. "What's wrong? did i not prepare you enough today?" you cried out harder at his whispery words, needy hiccups bubbling out your throat as you desperately nodded your head at him. "I'll help you out a little then." he coos against your heated cheeks, placing his thumb against your swollen clit, pushing down. hard. In combination with this, zhongli slowly tried to slide his heavy cock past your walls again. He watched the facial expressions you made once he nested himself inside, almost angelic sounding as you whined at the big stretch and the way he hit all those right spots inside of you.

marking you up with xiao because he thinks that's the only way in showing everyone you're already claimed and belong to him, only him. The moment his lips would brush against your neck, he'd notice the jerk your body made, chest rising and falling when he continues to slide his lips across the fragile skin, "you're always so sensitive" you could feel him smirk against your collarbone as he slowly teased you with his sharp teeth before his needy lips attached themselves to your neck again. You'd throw your arms around him for support while he sucked on your flesh, pulling the air out of his lungs as he let passionate hickies appear on your body. Xiao's lips practically becoming one with your skin as a raw pop filling the air, him smiling against you. <3

teasing with kaeya because he's a witty asshole and wants to see you squirm before actually giving you any pleasure. And he's determined. "aww darling, don't disappoint me now." he smirked while rubbing your abused clit, adding another finger down to your pussy made you gush even more. You couldn't form any words anymore, only being able to cry out, whimpering to him on how bad you needed his cock inside of you, and kaeya knew how much you wanted to cum by him now since he's been playing with you for at least an hour straight. "Come on, you can cum now, it's okay." you thought he was joking at first but after opening your eyes and seeing his dead serious expression, you knew he wanted you to cum right here right now, barely without any touch. witty asshole.

dom/sub with kazuha because it's all about giving for him, he'd rarely want you to do any work and rather pleasure you instead. That's why sometimes you'd take the lead and make him whine underneath your touches, and kazuha would lie to himself if he'd say he doesn't enjoy it. Because he in fact, loved whenever you spoiled him like that. Kazuha wasn't sure if he was still breathing and even if he did, breathing wouldn't honestly be enough if anything, small pants slipping through his swollen lips, turning agape whenever you'd suck from his shaft up until reaching the top of his cock, slowly nuckeling around his tip and rolling your tongue out to give it small kitty licks. "wanna make you feel good but wanna cum too." he whines and it’s like a a pinch goes through your heart, his sweet words and who would you be to deny it to him any longer?

light bondage with diluc because there's something so arousing to him whenever he's got your hands tied up behind your back while rutting into you without any care in the world. He'll never go overboard though, the last thing he'd want is to hurt you in any way. His fingertips making your body move in awe as he played with the soft flesh of your body, tightening his grip on your hands and pushing you down further into the mattress. Dilucs body shivered violently while leaning over you in a state of pleasure to keep his balance, his balls slapping at your ass and the white liquid collecting in between your bodies when he pulled back his hard cock to cum all over your back, letting out the probably most beautiful moan you've heard in your life.

mutual masturbation with albedo because he adores observing your body and it's reactions to yourself pleasuring you while he's doing the exact same in front of you. "'m so hard." albedo takes his cock in his hand, breathing out slowly when he started pumping himself in front of your cunt, you following suit immediately and pushing a finger in and out of your tiny hole. Your thighs were quivering from the soft air brushing through your body, the obscene noises forming out of your throat and bouncing off the walls with such ease just added to the pleasure you felt when albedo slowly collected your slick with the crown of his cock, rubbing harder and groaning at the sight before him, "add another finger."

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THEY WAKE UP FROM A WET DREAM — GENSHIN IMPACT

feat : diluc, childe, itto, kazuha + xiao

ღ warnings — f!reader, somnophilia (off screen consent given), thigh jobs, you wake up, pussy jobs, pussy eating, dry humping.

ღ note — this idea literally came to me while i was showering and i had to jump out to write it down sob but these read kinda rushed so m sorry i hope u guys enjoy anyway >~<

・✶ ｡ﾟ DILUC RAGNVINDR

diluc couldn’t help that you were the only thing on his mind most of the time, even when he’s hazy and drowsy with the remnants of sleep he can’t deny the the way his cock twitches in his boxers. even in his dreams you look so pretty beneath him and when he feels your skin graze against his own when he rolls over, he can’t resist his sudden craving when he wakes with a groan.

“how am i supposed to resist.” diluc groans, his fingers gentle when they smooth underneath the fabric of your shirt to pull you closer to his chest — he could still move you so easily, even when your body was thick with sleep, you were always so pliant for him. so he pulls you close, close enough for him to be able to roll his hips into yours—just enough for his clothed cock to graze along the dips and curves of your skin until he’s biting back a growl and burying himself in the crook of your neck. the way diluc is moving against you is almost mindless, rocking you back and forth along the length of him and the front of his boxers are already damp, stained with precum and if he wasn’t so lost in pleasure he’d be embarrassed at how little composure he has when it comes to you. but then you swirl your hips lewdly, turning to him with drowsy eyes and he feels like he can barely think—the humiliation of being caught rutting into you like a dog only making the coil in his stomach twist tighter and he squeezes your hips, grunting when a mewl falls from your lips as you rock yourself back and forth along the intense, sensitive nerves of his cock. “you’re intoxicating, sweetheart. i’m s-sorry for disturbing you—g-god.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ TARTAGLIA / CHILDE

maybe it’s the dreamy sounds you make when you’re lying next to him that had his mind drifting to you, even when sleep is thick in his bones he can hear your sweet whines—feel the way your fingertips would curl in his hair and pull when he drinks in everything you give him, so when he wakes up he can’t help but have an insatiable thirst.

your limbs are heavy when childe shifts your thigh over his shoulder, you’re still lost in sleep but he almost growls when he dips his tongue past your folds—still finding you wet when he cuts up past the clit to circle the bud before pulling away with a pop. “you’re no better than me, sweet girl.” he groans, lips curling with a soft delight before he’s dipping his head towards you once more, a dreamy laugh falling over your glistening pussy before he’s sliding his tongue around your lips feverishly, drinking in everything you give him as he curls it against your clit—sucking and flicking at the bud until you’re wet enough for him to push two fingers inside of you without much resistance. maybe that’s what wakes you, your fingers immediately finding their place to twist in childe’s hair and it only spurs on his movements, lewdly slurping and smacking at the slick his fingers push back out with every twist of his wrist and he feels dizzy—with how his hips are instinctively moving and rutting against the mattress, taking in any sort of friction he can get against his leaking, sensitive cock as he loses himself in you.

・✶ ｡ﾟARATAKI ITTO

itto was insatiable at the best of times, even in his dreams he could still feel the way your walls would twitch around his cock—remembering the stretch of your pussy, squeezing tighter for every inch he sinks in and it makes him dizzy when he wakes up in a sweat, feeling the throb of his thick cock behind the fabric of his boxers, it’s only made him greedy for the real thing.

itto’s lips part to groan when he finally sinks into you, ragged and hungry and the ache that was throbbing through his fat cock finally eases when your walls squeeze around him. even in your sleep your thighs still twitch when he pushes into you, filling you up so well—he doesn’t even need to try to graze past your sweet spots because the thickness of his heavy cock made it so easy. his hands squeeze at your hips, panting and hungry as his huge body leans over you while he tries to bury his needy whines into your skin, but you’re walls are flexing around him the deeper he goes and he’s nibbling along your jawline until he’s bottoming out with a hiss. “damn, baby. what the hell are you doing to me.” his eyes are hazy, still dark with lust when itto pulls his hips back to begin a steady but heavy pace, the needy hug of your walls rewarding each crushing thrust with a twitch around his cock that has him moaning lowly, loud squelching noises growing louder as a faint moan leaves your lips—but he’s too lost in you to notice. “itto?” you gasp, the force of his hips picking up at the sound of your voice until it’s a little faster, rougher and you’re extra sensitive with sleep. “y-yeah, babe? did you sleep good—fuck!”

・✶ ｡ﾟKAEDEHARA KAZUHA

maybe it was the way you melted into him while he slept that had him mindless, drowsy and needy—his mind felt full with thoughts of your glistening folds, the feeling of your slick and the way it always made his cock glisten whenever he would draw his hips back, but now his brain won’t let him sleep until he sees it again, his eyes fluttering open when a low whine falls from his lips and he’s wrapped in you.

your pussy feels like honey when kazuha allows his cock to graze along your slick folds, he’s messily pulled your thin panties to the side—dipping over your body to bury his face into the crook of your neck while he ruts helplessly against you. you feel so warm and he earns a soft sigh from your pliant body when the head of his pretty cock catches under the hood of your clit, the feeling of your thighs twitching against his palm making him whine as he inhales the familiar, sweet scent of you. “i’ll n-never get enough of you.” kazuha whispers, rolling his hips back into yours and he gasps softly when his cock catches on your hole—teasing him with your warm walls, the way they flex and squeeze around the sensitive veins when he would first sink in and he feels dizzy, breathless almost at the memory. but he was fine with this right now, he’d much rather control himself for when you wake up—so he can see the pretty expressions your face makes as you grab at him, so when he feels you shuffle underneath him with a grumble, he grunts because that might just be sooner than he thought.

・✶ ｡ﾟXIAO

xiao can almost feel it, almost. the needy push and pull of your pussy, the way your nails feel when they’re scratching lines along his skin and the dizzy spin in his mind when your walls twitch around him. so maybe it’s the way your thigh accidentally graze along his sensitive shaft while you sleep that pulls him back—makes him snap awake from his lewd dream of you, back to reality with a thin sheen of sweat along his skin and precum gathering at the head of his hard cock.

xiao squeezes his eyes closed when he rolls his hips forward, his skin feels sticky and he’s still hazy with sleep but when he feels your thighs instinctively squeeze around his cock—where it’s nestled between your skin, he still needs to bite back a pleasured hiss, burying it in your skin as he presses kiss along the dip of your shoulder. he just didn’t want to wake you, not for his own selfish reasons but the throb in his abdomen wasn’t something he could easily ignore, so now his fingers are gripping almost painfully at your hips and he’s rutting into the space between your thighs, needy whimpers falling from his lips everytime he pulls back—precum coating your skin with every thrust, the mess between your thighs only making the back and forth of his cock even smoother. “you make me s-so weak.” xiao hisses, pressing his chest closer against your back and he feels himself grow warmer when he suddenly feels your hand rest over his—a groggy, barely audible sigh of his name falling from your lips that makes his pace stutter, but you push back into him and he can’t find it in himself to stop, your thighs like silk around him. “i—i didn’t mean to wake you, ugh—i couldn’t s-stop.”

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stop what if

Heizou probably has a habit of accidentally flirting with everyone. Probably you got so fed up with it, you ended up breaking up with him.

Thoma feeling bad that he accidentally spent way more time with Ayaka than he spent time with you.

Childe accidentally hurting you by his excruciatingly big ego, he misunderstands “i’m worried about you” by “you’re not strong”.

Dottore accidentally screaming at you because you disturbed him in an important experiment. Little did he know he forgot you were more important.

Scaramouche keeps denying your love to him after his dark past, people leaving him. You said you weren’t leaving and he doubted it. But now you actually did leave him, all because of him. He regretted it.

Gorou’s loyalty to Her Excellency seemed more important than his love for you, or your love for him. He probably didn’t even notice you left until Kokomi mentioned it.

Diluc gets upset everytime you mentioned about him getting along with Kaeya. He ended up breaking up with you, but he was the dumb one now. It was just a request. Why was he so overdramatic?

Zhongli probably only used you as a coping mechanism, as if you were Guizhong. After you left, he fell inlove with you far too late.

Sometimes Ayato gets overworked. Asking him to rest is difficult. He found you annoying. You left. He misses your annoying personality.

Alhaitham’s suspicious activities.. always trying to find information about the Canned Knowledge Capsule seems to be more prioritized than your well-being to him. Were you just for display?

You hate how Kaeya spends his night in the Tavern than spending time with you. As if he was cheating on you with the Tavern. Ridiculous.

Itto’s personality.. could be a little hard to understand. He never takes things seriously and probably has the biggest ego. He would never take serious discussions.. well.. seriously.

you guys seem to really like this, so here’s a longer version for Scaramouche, Zhongli and Thoma! HERE

a new chatroom just opened!

↬ boyfriend texts ↠

◇ characters ◇ albedo, al haitham, ayato, childe, diluc, heizou, itto, kaeya, kazuha, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli

◇ tags ◇ modern!au, established relationship, suggestive (on some), fluff (mostly), a dab of angst (kaeya), mentions of reader skipping meals (diluc)

◇ a/n ◇ unfortunately i can’t really make a readable ‘script’ version for this??? since i’m not sure how i’d display the branching dialogs and all. so uh yeah if this didn’t work on your phone then maybe try your pc!

◇ notes ◇ recommended to view via pc/laptop screen ◇ you will be prompted to give your name, but if you don’t feel comfortable you can skip them entirely - if you do give your name, the data will only be stored locally on your devices

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Please just notice their advances

Ft. Diluc, Dottore, Itto, Zhongli

Diluc:

It's not you, it's him

Truly, he could not be any more vague

Why? You might ask?

Simply put, he's trying his best to romance you without letting you know it's him who's romancing you

Something something anxious you'll reject him something

So yeah, flowers, subtle gifts in the form of things you happen to need, everything is handed to you on a silver platter of convenience

And the sender himself is nowhere to be found or even heard of

Throw in how he's not exactly known for being amorous, as popular as he is, how could you possibly have suspected it was from him?

Of course you'd ask around, sparking a whole new chain of talk about your mysterious admirer

And lots of unwanted advice from the well-meaning citizens of Mond

"You should try asking around at the Angel's Share. Master Diluc always seems to know a little about everything, maybe he has something for ya."

Having no other leads, you went ahead with it

As with every other evening, the place was packed, drunkards exchanging tales over their liquor

There was nothing of value to be gotten from them, so you made a beeline for the redhead behind the counter

"Good evening, what can I get for you this time?"

"You wouldn't happen to have information, would you? On umm, the person who's been sending me all these presents."

He stiffens up, though not enough to be distinctly noticeable

He was going to say no, continue to lay low for a bit more, but when you looked at him so expectantly, it was hard for him to turn you down

It was even worse when you pressed further, prying for details to push your luck

Still, he caved and answered, fumbling as he did, because there was only so vague he could be the more you questioned

"You seem to know this person really well, it's almost like- Wait, Diluc, are you??"

In your excitement, you had gotten up, kneeling on the barstool and leaning across the counter to come face to face with him

"I've thought of something else you can get me, bartender~"

"Y-yes, and...what might that be?"

"You<3"

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"Just like that?" Kaeya confirmed, throwing his head back and laughing as he turned to his brother. "Yeah, just like that," you echoed, smiling at your lover who glowered at the blue haired captain. Diluc sat himself between the two of you as he wrapped an arm around you. "I told you it'd be easier to just ask them," Kaeya quipped, only to be silenced with a glare. "I recall," Diluc said. "But it worked out fine all the same." And fine it was, as he pressed a kiss to your temple, content that he no longer had to fret over hiding from you.

Dottore:

For someone who's all about the enjoying the experimental process, even he was growing tired of the lack of results

Were his hints (link to past post) too difficult to notice even for you? Had he overestimated your abilities?

Perhaps that was the case, so he'd have no choice but to resort to a more tried and true method

But of course even then he'd twist it in his own way to suit himself

It's not like there was any point in conforming to a standard the complete opposite of his own lest you fall for anything short of who he truly was

So he approaches you under the guise of a personal experiment, a little something that had piqued his interest

"You can be my lover for a... how's a month sound?"

You choked on your drink

As if being approached by the harbinger you worked for during your lunch break wasn't nerve wracking enough, that was what he wanted to talk to you about?

Despite his offhanded demeanor, seeming to not care about whether you agreed to it or not, you had a feeling it would be in your best interests to go along with it

It's not like you weren't at least somewhat into him anyway

His smile from under the mask did seem very ominous to any sane person though

Perhaps you weren't entirely sane, because the doctor's low chuckle didn't send you running for the hills in spite of you having no idea what he was planning

But really, how hard could it be to play the part of Il Dottore's lover for a month?

The answer was not at all

The position came with a number of privilege you were sure you'd miss once you lost them

Free access to anything under Dottore's command? Almost the same level of authority?

Really, it was insane just how much you were getting out of something that stemmed from his curiosity

And it really had you wondering just how he could afford to spare you all this luxury without batting an eye

Your colleagues, while understandably jealous, had been surprisingly supportive as well, giggling in your ear about how soft the doctor seemed to be for you

But all you could think of was how it was all a lie

You had to keep reminding yourself how quickly it would be over, and that you'd soon return to your old post

Even in the doctor's presence, which was often, you were doing mental gymnastics to stay calm at his every doting gesture

How was it even possible for him to hold you so gently? You'd never know

His duality was such that he could snap at the Regrator in a tone you're sure was icy enough to make the Tsaritsa proud all while holding you in his lap with the warmest possible embrace

And every moment felt like it'd last forever

Could he freeze time? You sort of hoped he would experiment with that and inevitably extend the time you had with him

You, ever the fool, had gotten comfortable with the arrangement even when you'd repeatedly reminded yourself not to

Although one could say you were an even bigger fool for not realising how he set you up to fall for him

Did you really think he was capable of looking at anyone he didn't consider special to him with enough warmth to melt a room when you can't even see his eyes?

On the final day of your agreement, you were finally starting to worry about how you were supposed to go about your old job after all you'd experienced with Dottore

Could you even function without remembering how nice it was to have his reassuring hand on your back?

"Oh my, anyone would think you were upset by the thought of leaving me if you pulled that face."

"Lord Dottore! I didn't notice- I'm sorry I-"

"No, this has been...a very successful experiment, if I do conclude. It has definitely helped me to confirm something important, I was just thinking of how to reward you for your help."

"I'm honoured I was able to assist, my lord. I'd be happy to accept any gift you might grace me with."

He frowned a little, and you were worried you had misspoken

Well, technically, you had, because he was hoping you'd have gotten comfortable enough with him over the month to drop the formalities

"Any gift? Then it's decided. We'll just have to make this a permanent arrangement, wouldn't you agree, my dear? In which case I think it only fitting that...when we're alone like this, you should call me Zandik."

The last part was softer, like the utterance of his name was for no one but you (it was)

Dottore might have been the feared harbinger, but Zandik was your affectionate maniac, and yours alone

_____

"Zandik, I never really did get to ask...why did you choose me for that experiment anyway? It just all seems far too fortunate for everything to fall into place so easily," you asked. You hadn't expected him to grin - more to himself than anyone else. "Yes, very fortunate indeed, you must be quite the lucky one then, favoured by the goddess of love herself, no?" he chuckled. He wondered if you would ever figure out he schemed it all, or if you'd remain blissfully ignorant. Gingerly, he took off his mask and set it on your face. "Would you look at that, it suits you too," he mused. "So why don't we just take it, that we were bound to end up like this one way or another, my precious?"

Itto:

You'd think it's obvious since he's such an outspoken guy

But he's fairly prideful too, so chances are, he's gonna try get you to ask him out

Unfortunately for him, he very much does want to cut the chase and ask you out so he doesn't have to wait

It's really a dilemma, and it doesn't help that no one in the gang apart from Shinobu gives sound advice

Just ask you out? Yeah right, Shinobu, he's gonna go with what the other guys say and just make himself seem so cool you'll be dying to go out with him

So he hangs around you a lot, dragging you with him and talking about how the Arataki Gang is doing stupendously

And who's leading the gang? None other than him, of course!!

Surely you'll think he's awesome, right?

Of course, credit where credit's due, he does end up talking about Shinobu a lot, praising her and how well she helps manage things

In part, that's supposed to help you see how humble he is despite his awesomeness

Too bad it gave the impression that he liked Shinobu, leading to you trying to set them up

Did you kinda like Itto? Yeah, sure, what wasn't there to like about him?

But that was also why you thought you should put your own feelings aside and help him out

And Itto, the sweet dumbass, not knowing any better, went along with all your ideas thinking you just wanted to spend time with him

You were taking him shopping for stuff!! That seems like a date, right? He was counting as a date

Yes, you were trying to dress him up and "coincidentally" bump into Shinobu and abandon them to have dinner together, but Itto didn't know the second half of that

He was absolutely memorising every detail to tell the rest of the gang after about how it worked and you slyly tried to go on a date with him

He was planning up how to tell them already

And you were dressing him up too? Look at you, acting like you're already married, he's very head empty

My guy is so ready to call you out on it when you bump into Shinobu a little earlier than expected

"Oh, what are you two up to? No offence, y/n, it's just that Itto typically doesn't come around town without some sort of mayhem following."

"Hey, you know that's not true, people love me, I-"

Red alert: he was looking stupid in front of his crush

And when you were quick to defend him? Boy, he looked like he wanted to kiss you then and there

You thought you were salvaging his reputation, but really, it just made you look like you were taking his side unconditionally

At least that's how it seemed in the moment

"How about that, boss. You actually got them to fall for you hard enough to overlook your idiocy. Who'd have thought?"

"Well, of course no one can resist the one and Oni Arataki Itto, y/n included, right my bug?"

You couldn't even be offended at his awful petname for you because there was so much to process

Were you dating now? Was that how it went?

Honestly, you could roll with that, as funny of a way as it was to get together

You didn't even have the heart to tell him about the misunderstanding because he seemed so proud to show off to everyone how you finally got together

_____

The members of the Arataki Gang gathered around with gathered sakura blooms as they scattered the petals around to congratulate the two of you. For the most part, Itto was just recounting the tale from his perspective, which was pretty funny to hear since you knew how it all actually went down. Had you really looked at him with the love the ocean had for the moon? It was almost embarrassing to hear how he described you, the poetic brilliance so unlike his typical crude speech. Certainly, it was a simple as comparing you to fresh grass in the summer, but it was very him to do so. And you supposed that was the magnetic charm of his after all.

Zhongli:

He can't think of a time when he's ever been so desperate to reach out to someone and yet so hesitant

But that had to be all the more reason for him to keep his distance because imagine if he lost you once he'd gotten attached?

Absolute devastation

But a small part of him insists you're worth the risk

Sadly, not enough to convince him because what if one day you realise you're just wasting your time with him? If you didn't actually like him any more than as a dear friend?

So you end up in this awful push and pull, hot and cold situation where one day he's inviting you out, eager to spend time with you

And the next day he's nowhere to be found, uncontactable as though he was never a part of your life

It got tiring really fast, so you roped in Hu Tao, since as his boss, she probably had his schedule

That and Hu Tao very much seems to be aware of something you aren't (aka the fact that Zhongli is immortal)

She wants to fill you in so badly because she's pretty done with watching Zhongli pine and then act like he never did

Still, she respects his boundaries (mostly) so she just helps drag him out of hiding

And by that, I mean calling him to work for something really important so he'll rush over

So you can imagine how his eyes widened when he saw you waiting with the director

"Director...and y/n, did I miss something?"

He knew he was being played the moment he saw Hu Tao's close-eyed smile but it was too late to run

Even then, Hu Tao wasn't one to break character, so she sent the two of you on some errands for her

So off you go, wandering Liyue on tasks you're certain have no relevance to whatever Hu Tao actually needs

Part 1: Scouring mountains for qingxin

At some point, Zhongli decided it'd be so much easier to just boost you up with his geo structures and catching you when you jumped/slid back down

No, he's definitely not the geo archon he's just very proficient at using his vision, he assures you

With the way he talks about Liyue as you search for flowers, even you end up piecing it all together

"What's it like to no longer be worshipped?"

"It's definitely more peaceful."

He pauses and slowly turns towards you

"I seem to be slipping up a lot today. This is exactly why I can't be around you. Still, what were the chances you'd figure this out before picking up on my feelings for you?"

Look at him turning the tables on you, it was now your turn to be flustered

How dare he

With a gentle tenderness only the passage of time could train, he picked out one particular flower from the bunch and held it beside your cheek

"Would it be inappropriate for me to comment on how you put even the loveliest of flowers to shame? Or should I find an equally appealing piece of jade or cor lapis to match the shine of your eyes?"

"What's with this sudden flattery?"

"You do bring out the worst in me sometimes. Even centuries of solitude couldn't grant me the patience to wait for you to choose me."

_____

You'd returned to the funeral parlour with Zhongli, both of you hauling massive bouquets in your arms. "We've found the-" Zhongli began, only to be cut off by his boss chiding him. "Aiya, I gave you the perfect opportunity and you still have no game!"

"No, but I did-" He turned to you with pleading eyes, but it was a sight too funny to pass up on. You'd make it up to him later, of course. But for the time being, you'd let yourself be amused with his suffering as payback for ghosting you all those times.

Commissioned by @monstersealclubber

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TW: Smut, Fluff, Breeding, Praising, Size Kink (?) lmk if i miss anything. Chubby Reader Fics with No Skintone of Reader Mentioned.

-Dividers from @v6que

can you imagine having a husband or boyfriend who is a farmer boy? like he's all buff, beefy, and strong and stuff.. and every time he gets home and opens the door, one thing he always does is that he will always look for you first, then he will carry you up to his room, and fucked you for the rest of the day. he's a boy who always fucked you like you're some kind of whore of his, but he somehow -- praise you like a princess. he use his dick to get you to your place, but on the other hand he also use his words to make your heart flutter by saying how good you're doing for him, how you're his woman, and how are you, sooner or later, that you will for sure, will gave births to his 'mini me'. and by the end of the day, you're gonna be nothing but his Pretty Woman.

🍡

one of the things about a farmer boy that i really like to thoughts about is the fact that since he's (so) beef and buffy, he really like to just carry you, scooping you, and bump you into his shoulder while his hand leaning on your back, ignoring your whining and protest about how you're a heavy woman and that you've also beg him to let you down while he was just saying "oh come on baby,, its not that bad. i promise i'll gave you a sweet treats."

𐙚 The Men That I'm Talking About Are : NANAMI KENTO, BOKUTO KOUTARO, HOSHIGAKI KISAME, RENGOKU, Shiva, Sugawara, Toji, TENGEN, Iwaizumi, Geto Suguru, KUROO TETSURO, Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair, THOMAS HEWITT, Eren Yeager, Bakugo, Wakatoshi Ushijima, KAKUCHO, KIRISHIMA, Gyomei, Sanemi, DOUMA, Akaza, Miguel O'Hara, Sanzu, KONIG, Price, Dabi, Yuuji, Choso, SAWAMURA DAICHI, terushima, SENJU HASHIRAMA, ARATAKI ITTO, AONE TAKANOBU, Semi eita, Kou mukami, YUMA MUKAMI, Akiteru Tsukishima, JIRAIYA, lev haiba.

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genshin men as one-night stands

premise: after a blurred night of passion, you try to leave your one-night stand's house. how do they convince you to stay?

tw: suggestive, minors dni

Spoils You Rotten

wakes you up to the smell of pancakes and coffee. usually, when you have one-night stands, you usually are quick to change and book it. but the smell of pancakes was just so heavenly, you let curiosity get the best of you.

when you get to the kitchen, you're welcomed to the sight of him in a frilly apron, flipping pancake batter on the pan. he hums to himself until he turns around to see you, gaping at him as if you'd just seen a ghost.

"good morning, love. do you want me to run the bath now? i know you're probably a little sore from yesterday. i have some scented candles in the cabinet, although i'm not sure which one you'd prefer so i wanted to wait for you to get up so you could choose."

"what—" you gulp, trying to process the sight before you.

he tilts his head, puzzled. "is something the matter, love?"

"i'm—i'm just surprised, is all," you try, "i didn't peg you as the type to have...um...one-night stands."

he chuckles, sliding the pancakes onto a plate. "i don't."

he turns to you, his eyes locked onto you. "you're not a one-night stand. i fully intend to get to know you better. now, i'd pick up that jaw off from the floor, dear. you're going to let the flies in."

snapping out of your bewilderment, you close your mouth.

"good. now, would you like to take a bath? the muffins should be done in ten. i can bring your breakfast over to you in a bath tray when it's ready. and maybe after..." he gives you an unexpected smile. "i can massage all your sore parts?"

zhongli, alhaitham, diluc, tighnari, kaeya, albedo

Will not physically let you leave the bed

you literally can't move. not even when you try. when you wake up, you find yourself in a bear trap. you're legs are tangled with someone else's their arms locked around your waist in a vice grip. instead of chirping birds, you hear the thudding heartbeat of their chest resting below your ear.

when you try to maneuver out of his hold, his arms only tighten around you more. he groans lowly in your ear, shifting a bit.

"what's the hold up?" he murmurs into the crown of your head. "stay."

so much for sneaking out unnoticed.

you stiffen at his morning voice. it's unexpectedly raspier than you'd expected. he takes the opportunity to kiss your forehead tenderly, a lot tenderly than a usual one-night stand would.

"i have some errands to run." it isn't entirely untrue. surely, there must be something you need to do today.

he stares at you for a long second before huffing. "five minutes won't hurt, those errands can wait."

"wait but—"

before you can brace for it, he's already turning on his side and taking you along with him. he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses.

"you weren't thinking of leaving right after a night of intimacy, right?" he mused. "i thought you enjoyed last night. i certainly did."

you flushed at the memories. as much as you wanted to leave as you'd planned, it was awfully comfortable in his embrace. it was warm, soft, and welcoming.

"stay for a little longer, okay?" he cooed into your ear, pulling the covers over you. "at least, long enough for round two."

scaramouche, cyno, thoma, kaveh, itto,

Finds excuses to make you stay

the moment you make any sign of leaving, he's already calling for you to help him with something.

you try getting out of his grasp first thing in the morning? he's asking for a kiss on the cheek to wake him up, he can't get up without it. picking up your clothes off the floor? he's already offering you an extra change of clothes, not to mention helping you put it on. he even smiles at your flustered state. getting ready to leave? he's tugging your sleeve, offering his many amenities at home that are seemingly much better quality than yours: his cleanser, his cute headbands, his moisturizers.

and you can't say no. not when he's giving you those eyes. so you end up staying.

in a blink of an eye, you find yourself suddenly helping him smooth out the outfit he asked you to choose for him, hands running down his torso. leaning towards you, you can feel his eyes digging into your skin.

"thank you, sweet thing," he says, pressing a kiss on your nose.

"it's no problem," you mumble. "but i really—"

"how about staying for a cup of water?" he offered. "you know how important it is that you drink water first thing in the morning. it's supposed to be good for your skin. digestion too."

"well, alright—"

"and while we're at it, what about a movie? i have some classics i've been dying to watch and it's always better to watch with somone else."

you end up staying wayyy longer than you expected doing the small things: sorting through books, doing face masks, watching halfway through a movie, eating breakfast together, helping him look for butterflies on his front yard, getting the mail together. all while the two of you exchange jokes.

by the time it's well into the afternoon, you finally snap out of your daze, realizing the time.

"you just noticed?" he grins. "how cute. well, thank you for putting up with my antics, sweet thing."

he kisses you softly on the mouth.

"think of this morning as an advertisement for the other mornings to come, whenever you want to stay the night again. you won't regret it."

kaveh, itto, childe, ayato, kazuha, venti,

love is in the details.

after years of being married and living together, you two have settled into a little routine. what’s the little moments that make your life special?

genshin characters x reader 

brushing each other’s hair in the morning

early in the morning, regardless of whether either of you have to go out or not, you help brush each other’s hair. if you’re in a rush, he’s groggily following you into the kitchen, hairbrush in hand. you’ll be sitting there eating breakfast while he’s standing behind you trying to manage your bedhead.

his touch is gentle, loving as he files through your strands. if you have a specific hair routine in the morning, he’ll do that for you. rubbing your favorite hair oil in his hands, he’ll gingerly comb it through your hair, massaging your scalp in the process.

and you’ll brush through his hair and try to micromanage the little tufts that stick out. when you’re finished, he’ll turn around to give you the softest kiss on the forehead and say “thank you, love.”

when you two know neither of you are going out for the rest of the day, you’ll pull out your collection of flowery clips you saw the other day at the market and tie his hair up in multiple silly little ponytails decorated with butterflies.

even if he doesn’t like it, he’ll never tell you. not when you look so happy, content with making a mini ponytail that made him look akin to a unicorn. instead, he’ll sit still and look pretty, watching through the mirror’s reflection as you clip his hair back with a giggle. his eyes will soften, like you’re the most precious thing. 

kaeya, kazuha, diluc, zhongli, baizhu, albedo, alhaitham, xiao

 brushing your teeth together

it doesn’t seem like a big thing, but you two make it a point to never brush your teeth without the other. not if you can help it, at least. when one of you gets out of bed before the other, whether it’s because you have something you need to do or you’re making breakfast, the other will quickly follow suit. 

when your eyes accidentally meet each other’s in the mirror, he’ll raise his hand to ruffle through your hair. and depending on his mood, he might put you into playful headlock, not letting go until you squeeze the fat at his waist. 

sometimes while you’re doing other things, he’ll come from to tug at your wrist, signaling that he needs to brush his teeth after eating something sweet. he won’t say anything, but the two of you have quickly reached a silent understanding. 

and if he’s feeling a little bit annoying that day, he’ll press a messy kiss on your cheek. you’ll groan as you clean the toothpaste off your face but he’ll just smile smirk cheekily at you as he tries to dodge your own kisses. 

in the midst of your scuffle, if toothpaste lands on your shirt you’ll point at it and laugh together. 

some days, when you’re sad, you find it hard to keep up with personal hygiene. there are days where it feels too hard to get out of bed and take care of yourself, but he’s always there to make self-care seem just a bit easier. 

childe, thoma, tighnari, scaramouche, kaveh, ayato, gorou, alhaitham

singing songs in the kitchen

when you two are cooking, the two of you will sing together. it’s not some loud thing. if one of you has a song stuck in your head, you’ll hum it in harmony as you fry the eggs. 

occasionally, you two will break out in full-on concerts. you’ll pretend that the spatula is your microphone as you preform a grammy-winning duet. as you wait for the pot the boil, you’ll dance as if you’re on stage in front of thousands. 

as time passes, you guys end up leaving a notepad and pen somewhere in the corner. while you’re cooking, baking, or simply getting a snack from the fridge, if you have some kind of song/lyric idea you’ll messily scribble it down and be on your merry way. 

and so, you two probably have a couple albums worth of silly songs. sometimes you write it together, sometimes you’ll pass by and check to see if he added something new. sometimes the songs are about the new cooking recipe you’re trying out, sometimes it’s a sweet love song. 

either way, the two of you are jamming it out in the kitchen. whether the two of you are cutting vegetables or stirring the pot, you two are in harmony. 

venti, kaeya, kaveh, kazuha, cyno, childe, itto, thoma

playing little pranks 

when you least expect it, he’ll switch your rings. just to see if you’d noticed. he’ll give you at least a couple of hours (at most a day, but that’s only if you’re really busy) to notice. if you do, he just smiles cheekily and switches them back. if you don’t, he’ll pout and ask for a kiss to make up for it. 

when you’re feeling overworked and burnt out, he’ll walk into the room with a glass of water and some fruit. he’ll give you a kiss for good luck, nuzzling his nose into the crown of your hair and walk out swiftly as if he was never there. 

if you don’t look up fast enough to catch him before he’s out the room, you’ll miss the fact that he’s wearing your bra outside of his shirt and walking as if he was on a runway. when you do, you’re quick to act on it. you sprint out of the room with the biggest grin. by then, he’s heard your footsteps and is already on the run. when you catch him, you pepper him with hundreds of tiny little kisses.

“that’s what you get for taking my bra,” you say in-between giggles. 

he wraps his arms around your neck, peppering you with equally as many kisses. 

“i don’t think this is a very good punishment. i’m not supposed to like it,” he muses cheekily. 

when the two of you’ve calmed down, he’ll give you a final kiss goodbye before you return to work, recharged.

his little shenanigans might be distracting sometimes, but it’s because of him that you’ve learned the importance of stepping back and letting yourself breathe. 

venti, childe, kaveh, kaeya, itto, ayato

“zip it up for me, would you darling?”

premise: tonight, the two of you are attending a very important gala and you need help zipping up your dress. how does he react? tw: suggestive, minors dni

teases you

he'll zip it up, but not without a fight. you groan as he wiggles his eyebrows through the reflection of the mirror. instead of zipping the dress quickly like you'd hoped, his hands make themselves at home inside the dress.

his touch is light, but very much present, his fingers run down your back, tracing circles over your hips before wrapping around to your stomach. the way the dress hugs against your skin has his hands pressed even that more closely to you. he gives a playful squeeze to your stomach before trailing his hands lower—

you grip his wrists through the fabric of your dress.

"this is a rental," you remind him carefully. "you're going to stretch the dress out if you go any further."

he hums. "that's fine with me. i can always buy you a nicer dress."

he smiles coyly, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "in fact, i'd prefer there be no dress at all."

you stare at him, surprised. but before you can reply, he's already removed his hands and zipped up your dress.

"but we can always save that for after the gala, right?"

alhaitham, childe, kaveh, venti, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, kaeya

uses it as an excuse to fluster you

he'll eye you intently through the reflection of the mirror before slowly dragging his gaze down the line of your back. his gaze is heavy, letting you feel his eyes prickle on your skin.

after moments of silence, he'll zip up the dress for you, just like you asked, but he'll also pull you close to him. his hands plant themselves at your hips. his chin finds its place in the crook of your neck as his lips rest dangerously close to your ear.

there's a sly smirk playing on his lips that's telling you he's up to no good.

"now it's your turn to return the favor, dear. i need some help zipping up my pants. or zipping down, if that's what you prefer."

alhaitham, diluc, kaeya, zhongli, childe, ayato, scaramouche, venti, cyno

gets flustered

when you asked him, he'd been too preoccupied with his own suit that he didn't notice your bare back exposed to him. but when he finally looks up, he freezes.

you peer at him curiously. "is something wrong?"

for the first few seconds, he makes no reaction. his eyes are stuck to your back. you smile at his silence. "what, can't handle a bit of skin?"

it's then that he finally snaps out of it. but he doesn't dare move or change his posture.

"um, no. it's fine."

you quirk a brow at him but say nothing more about it. "then can you help me? i don't think i can reach it."

he's hesitant, but moves towards you regardless. with a pair of shaky fingers, he zips up your dress.

if you pay attention close enough, you'll hear him whisper softly under his breath.

"this is dangerous."

xiao, tighnari, scaramouche, albedo, zhongli, thoma

makes you late to the gala

he doesn't zip it at all. in fact, the moment you offer, he's on you.

"you're so beautiful. how did i ever get you as a lover?" he says as he peppers you in kisses. his arms wrap around you, tugging you closer to him. "you're gorgeous. stunning. even without the dress. speaking of which..."

needless to say, the two of you arrive fashionably late to the gala. with both of you needing to redo your hair and makeup, you two don't arrive as early as you'd planned. nonetheless, while you exchange greetings with other guests, your delivering very specific looks to each other, as if suggesting round two.

kaeya, childe, venti, kaveh, heizou, itto

genshin men sleeping habits

premise: in the early glows of the morning, you wake up in the vice grip of your lover. while it’s very heartwarming, you need to go to work. how does he convince you to stay in bed with him a little longer? 

tw: suggestive for the last one

pretends to be asleep but doesn’t let up with his fucking grip regardless

you’ve. tried. everything. you tried nudging him awake, even gave him a couple kisses, but he doesn’t let up. instead, he groans and flips over, taking you along with him. you yelp, unable to brace for impact as you’re suddenly on your side.  

he shuffles a bit, wrapping his legs around you a little tighter (if that was even possible). he presses his nose into the crook of your neck. he sighs, content.

after minutes of effort, you decide to relinquish any hopes of waking him up. 

“i give up,” you say. “you win. a little longer won’t hurt, right?”

you get no response. but you don’t really need one anyway. 

he’s not a very good pretender, with the way his lips can’t help but break out into a little triumphant smile. 

alhaitham, kaeya, kaveh, childe, tighnari, thoma, zhongli, diluc, ayato, venti, baizhu, kazuha, scaramouche, xiao

he ambushes you when you least expect it

after many attempts to squeeze out of his hold, you’re successful. out of breath, maybe, but at least you gained the ability to finally roll out of bed and start the day. 

sitting up, you give one last glance to your lover. the way his chest rises and falls so rhythmically. the peaceful look on his face. the way he squints when the sunlight hits his eyes. how his hands unconsciously look for you again. you almost feel bad. 

that is, until you take one—maybe two, if he’s feeling generous—steps away from the bed. without any kind of sign, signal, or warning, he launches out of bed. he lunges at you like a ravenous wolf, wrapping his arms around your waist and hauling you back to bed with great force. he huffs when you land on his chest, but he’s quick to recover. 

he wraps his arms around your shoulders, locking you in with his legs. “you’re not leaving me.” 

you can’t help the grin spreading across your lips as you squirm. “let me go. i’m going to be late—”

he retaliates by peppering your neck with chaste kisses. “nuh uh. yo can’t leave me. my heart won’t allow it.” 

you can’t even turn to face him. “honey, if you don’t let me go, next time i’m going to burn your breakfast.”

“uh huh.”

“i’ll steal all your favorite clothes and hide them,” you threaten.

“please do. i’m sure you’ll love my birthday suit,” he quips back.

“and i’m going to use all the hot water.”

“we can always shower together.” 

“i’ll—”

“do you’re worst. i can take it,” he teases. “i’m still not letting you go. i chose you, i’m going to keep you ‘til the end of time. forever!”

with that, he presses sloppery kisses all over your face despite your protests that he needs to brush his teeth. even so, you can’t help but feel as if staying for five minutes more might not be so bad.

kaeya, kaveh, childe, thoma, venti, itto, heizou, ayato

“assures” you that getting ready doesn’t take as long as you know it does

“what if i did your hair and makeup for you?” he muses, pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek.

you scoff playfully. “do you even know my makeup routine?”

“it can’t be as complicated as mine. oh! you could eat breakfast while i button up your clothes for you.”

his offer gets a laugh out of you. “we both know you’re not going to finish buttoning it up.”

“hm? whatever do you mean?” his hands drag down your waist to your hips, tracing slow circles. “you don’t trust me to put your clothes on for you?”

“i don’t think they’ll stay on, that’s the problem,” you say, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. “you know how you get in the morning.”

“do i? how about you remind me? my little friend could use some help waking up—” 

you give him a look of warning, to which he groans. “fine, fine.”

with that, he’s left you in silence, absentmindedly petting your head. he closes his eyes.

...

...

...

“if you aren’t going to say anything, i’m going drop kick you.” 

he huffs. “don’t rush your genius boyfriend. what if i brushed your teeth  while you brushed your hair? as they say, teamwork makes the dream work.”

you furrow your brows. “wouldn’t you get toothpaste on my shirt?”

“how about the other way around?” 

you smile. “hmm... i like the sound of that.” 

he smiles back, pressing a kiss to your nose. “well okay then. five more minutes it is then.” 

you snuggle into his embrace, knowing very that he just spent the last five minutes trying to convince you to stay for five minutes more. 

gorou, childe, heizou, cyno, ayato, baizhu, diluc, zhongli, itto, kazuha, tighnari, venti, albedo

he suggests the two of you go for round two

he puts on a mischievous little grin, one you know is up to no good. “what if we ‘slept’ a little more and you called in sick?” 

his hand crawls down to your inner thigh, tracing teasing circles. “you’d be too sore to go to work anyways...you need to take care of yourself. what would your boss say if she saw you walking with a limp. hm? what do you say?”

you scoff at that. “i don’t think the solution you’re thinking of is going to help that.” 

he purses his lips, as if in deep contemplation. with his free hand, he grips your hips a little tighter to pull you back towards him. you stiffen in surprise at something hard pressing against the curve of your ass. his morning wood twitches. “are you sure? maybe you’re sore because you haven’t done the proper stretches yet. luckily for you, your precious boyfriend knows a couple ways to get your hamstrings all loosened up. i could draw us a bath after... turn on some music... maybe go again? doesn’t that sound good?”

you chuckle. “you’re impossible.”

he presses a soft, open-mouth kiss to the crook of your neck. “only with you, love.” 

scaramouche, kaeya, ayato, childe, kazuha, thoma, tighnari

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➵ In which a certain oni has a little temper tantrum after not finding his lover in bed with him and the worst part is, she forgot to give him his lucky kisses.

➵ fem!chubby!reader with she/her pronouns!

➵unedited!

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Red eyes shot open and the sheets around his body were quickly on the other side of the bed in a matter of seconds as a special oni woke up in a hurry.

He noticed something was missing rather quickly once he didn’t feel his cuddle partner on their side of the bed as he tried feeling around for her in his sleep.

He couldn’t feel her warmth anymore, noticing that even the bed didn’t hold any evidence she was even sleeping next to him the night before.

He knew something even more wrong was going on when he wasn’t woken up with her soft lips on both of his cheeks and a final one on his own pair of lips.

He sniffed a bit, smelling if her signature perfume was even lingering in the air and once he noticed that too was missing, he quickly jumped out of bed.

He didn’t care that it was freezing out with the soft yet freezing winds of Inazuma and he wore nothing but his pj pants.

He was so flabbergasted and annoyed she left without saying goodbye.

He walked around his small house and huffed seeing no sign of her besides his boys that were walking towards him.

“Boss we were just talking about yo-“

Itto sniffed around a bit more and pouted as yet again, her signature (favorite fruit) scent was nowhere.

He kicked a peddle near his foot but quickly regretted it as he grabbed his toes in pain because he completely forgot to even put his shoes on.

His mind was racing with so many questions and he quickly walked back inside, ignoring the confused looks from his gang.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Itto froze in his spot, slowly turning around with bugged out eyes as he saw his lover chewing a lavender melon, completely oblivious to what the poor man was just going through seconds before.

“What the heck is wrong with YOU!!!???” He asked in irritation as he began to tell everything that just happened to him, in complete exaggeration of course.

“And then I almost died stepping on a stupid rock after kicking it in frustration when I couldn’t find you! I thought you left me for good and never to return because you always ALWAYS give me my kisses every single time you leave somewhere without me! You kept my kisses hostage!!!”

You rolled your eyes, finishing your melon and grabbing his hand, yanking him to your shared room.

“I went to the bathroom and just went in the kitchen for a melon you oinker. I literally gave you your kisses but you were out for so long last night I guess you slept through it.”

Itto opened his mouth to quickly rebuttal that statement when he suddenly remembered he did feel your lips but he thought it was all a dream.

“You big baby, lay down.” You giggled and climes on top of him, laying her head on his big chest as he hasn’t spoken a word at all to you.

“Sorry baby, I just was worried for you is all. I usually always wake up when you do which is understandable why i didn’t last night but next time, just slap me or something so I know you didn’t forget to give me my kisses.”

You hummed and wrapped your arms around him like a koala.

“Of course, I love you.”

“I love you too…I just find it funny how you didn’t get me a melon.”

“Oh my god.”

I can die peacefully now that I have itto....😌

Using the Genshin Boys’ Laps as a Pillow

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Thoma, Itto, Kaeya, Xiao, Zhongli x gn!Reader

Type/Genre: Bulleted headcanons, fluff, comedic

Warnings: Lightly suggestive, not proofread

Thoma

Thought you were joking when you said you were going to use his lap as a pillow, but humours you anyways

Pats his thighs, beckoning you to lay down. He’ll help you adjust your position, making sure your neck isn’t strained.

Brushes his fingers through your hair, running through any knots or tangles with the utmost care

His hands are warm thanks to his pyro vision. You grab onto one of them, holding it against your face. Thoma cups your cheek with his hand, letting you know that it’s okay if you fall asleep, he’ll watch over you.

Lo and behold, you actually do fall asleep

Realizes you’re in the perfect position for him to clean your ears. Slowly, gently, he moves your head from his lap to a pillow made from his crop top jacket so he can go get the bamboo earpick.

You wake up with a start when you feel something inserted into your ear

“Sorry, I woke you up, didn’t I? Go back to sleep, buttercup.”

Itto

This man has so much surface area on his thighs they’re practically begging for you to lay your head there

Puzzled about what you’re doing at first. Cocks his head to the side as he looks at you questioningly through crimson eyes. You can practically see the gears turning in his head

Flex his thigh so your head moves around. You smack the side of his leg, whining for him to let you sleep in peace.

Slowly flexes his thigh muscles before relaxing all of a sudden, causing your head to suddenly drop back onto his lap

Laughs at the way you yelp in surprise, but the laughter turns to protest when you get up to leave

Promises not to do it again

It’s so tempting to though, but he resists the urge. You can feel the way he’ll slightly shift, as if about to annoy you again, but eventually decides against it

“Just one more time, okay? I’m going to do it again—I kid, I kid, lay back down.”

Kaeya

Just chilling on the couch when you join him. He expects you to lean against his shoulder like you usually do, but this time you plop your head down onto his lap

Raises an eyebrow, a shit-eating grin spreading on his face.

Asks if you’re suggesting something earning himself a hearty slap on the chest

Chuckles lightly as you get yourself comfortable, saying this was nice and you should do this more often

Runs his thumb across the side of your neck

Right when you’re drifting off, this lil shit will start jiggling his legs, shaking you awake

Laughs as you grumble, pushing yourself up to a sitting position and glaring at him

As you get up to leave, Kaeya pulls you in by your waist, sitting you back on his lap

“Now, where do you think you’re going, baby?”

Xiao

The two of you were outside, finding shade from the afternoon sun under a tree and resting on the soft grass

Xiao was leaning back against the trunk, arms crossed when you pat his thighs

He opens his mouth to question you on what you’re doing, but the moment you lay your head in his lap all words fail him

It’s comfortable, and he doesn’t want you to move, so he decides to stay silent

You were only going to lay in his lap for a few minutes—at least, that’s what you told yourself

The dream-eating yaksha makes for a surprisingly comfortable pillow, and you end up falling asleep

You look ethereal as you sleep, softly snoring

Xiao loves how peaceful you look, his usual hard expression melting away into quiet adoration

It’s for this reason he can’t bring himself to wake you

You end up actually sleeping for hours lol

“My legs are fine. I’m happy…happy that you felt safe with me.”

Zhongli

He was just giving a lecture talking when, out of nowhere, you lay down on him, plopping your head on his lap

You don’t explain what you’re doing, just looking up at him, waiting for him to keep talking

It takes Zhongli a moment to process what you’re doing. He pauses, his mouth agape, before clearing his throat and continuing on with his story

Only asks you what you’re doing when you start poking and pinching his thighs

A light blush dusts his cheek when you tell him how comfy they are.

Puts his hand on your head to stop you from squishing your face against his thighs. pls you’re flustering the poor man

Continues on with his lecture, but it’s hard to stay focused when you keep tapping and prodding at his thighs

“…Dear, are my legs really that much more interesting than the history of osmanthus wine?”