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hello!! ik it’ll be quite a while until you get to this request but may i please request shenhe nsfw with nipple play and scissoring? can’t stop thinking about her tiddies help but if you’re not okay with shenhe then i’m okay with yelan too!! tysm in advance pls take care <3

Nipple play + Scissoring (NSFW)

Shenhe absolutely loves any touching and attention toward her breasts.

She loves when you play with them, knead them, or stick your face in them.

But her favorite thing? Your mouth on her nipples. She would encourage and praise you for sucking on them and licking them.

It turns her on more than just about anything else.

"You're being so good… sucking on mommy's nipples like that."

As much as Shenhe loves receiving, she can be such a giver too. She loves to make you feel good too.

Shenhe is usually the one in control.

Loves to finger you and hear your cute moans until your orgasming.

She hooks her leg over yours and pushes your pussies together, starting slow as she moves her hips in circles.

It can be sensual, the two of you letting out sweet moans as you look each other in the eyes.

Or it can be needier, a mess of limbs as the two of you desperately grind against each other. Both of you are just trying to reach your highs using the other.

The both of you are always a sticky and sweaty mess by the time you are done.

Loved this request! I hope you enjoy <3

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BLOOM INTO YOU

the flowers they gift you on windblume and their romantic gestures. genshin women edition. happy international women’s day !

eula, lisa, mona, hu tao, beidou, ningguang, keqing, ganyu, shenhe, yae miko, nagonohara yoimiya, kamisato ayaka, layla x gender neutral reader.

word count: 1.5k total.

content: sweet fluff.

fischl and klee featuring in mona’s and yoimiya’s parts (platonically !!!), respectively. credit to @bunny-rambles for suggesting them <3 thank you for suggesting layla too mwah !

reblogs and comments are much appreciated!

EULA who arranges the most elegant bouquet imaginable with the simplest dandelions and mints from dragonspine. the blue lace ribbon and handwritten note accompanying it are certainly a sweet addition. but your favorite sight is, without a doubt, that of eula’s averted iridescent gaze. her tone, albeit attempting sharpness and command, is bashful and trembling, cheeks blooming in the color of sunsets reflecting on snow. and well, who are you to resist your girlfriend’s cuteness, than only increases the moment your lips leave a soft peck on her parted lips.

LISA is all charming smiles and lingering touches as you two observe the city’s decorations from your balcony. the dandelions drifting by, and the moonlight accentuating the librarian’s vivid emerald eyes, certainly make you feel like you’ve stepped into your own wonderland. except here, no roses must be painted to please any queen, for, this queen is the one to gift you a rose. its petals catching the cheshire-like crescent of the moon above, glinting in intense violet hues. but your favorite wonder is the woman next to you, who wraps her arms around your waist, whispering sweet nothings as the breeze carries your story.

MONA who, even though can divinate your reaction to her humble present, decides to leave this fate undiscovered. for your sake, she loves you too much to predict a beautiful moment like this. with the stars as her guide, and her friend fischl as company, both girls set into mondstadt’s impeding night to find the shiniest and prettiest small lamp grasses for you. and when the astrologist spots you by the city’s gates upon her return to mondstadt, is her princess friend who encourages her to go forth, her uncovered eye glinting knowingly, reassuring yet smug smile on her lips. so mona takes her cue, words mumbled and cheeks alight when she hands you the glowing bouquet. your voice when you thank her seems drowned out, mona megistus the astrologist is too entranced charting the constellations in your eyes.

HU TAO, vivacious and intense as the carmine of the silk flowers she’s prepared for you. you thought it’d be nice for the wangsheng funeral parlor’s director to take a small vacation, and, what better way to do so than visiting the land of poetry and freedom during windblume? little did you expect for hu tao to pull you aside, away from the chattering and crowds claiming she had ‘a little surprise for you’. “ta-da!” the girl exclaims, pulling out a pretty silk flower bouquet. it still has the scent of liyue harbor, and all the memories you’ve made there together. it is now the parlor’s director’s turn to gasp when you throw your arms around her in a tight hug.

BIEDOU who’s traveled far and wide, and without a doubt, knows just the way to leave you speechless with the most spontaneous actions. steering the alcor towards mondstadt’s waters is one of them. but before you can even set foot on firm land, the uncrowned lord of the ocean seems to have something in store for you. the kiss she plants to your lips and the bright dendrobium she tucks behind your ear are certainly unexpected. the cheers of the crowd don’t help at all to calm your quickened heartbeat, yet you wouldn’t have it any other way.

NINGGUANG who understands the beauty in the ephemeral, but why settle for something temporary when you can have it permanently? such are her thoughts when she slips a glittering necklace around your neck, the pendant in the shape of an intricate flower, golden and rubies masterfully combined to make the ornament almost seem thriving with life. the tianquan’s hand caresses your jawline, her cunning crimson gaze regarding you. no matter how beautiful the jewel, it will never be able to compare to the charm you naturally radiate, she thinks.

KEQING is able to make time for celebrations even in the franticness of her packed schedule. and the bouquet of violet-grass and silk flowers she presents to you is proof of that. striking, much as the yuheng of the liyue qixing herself, elegant and vibrant, in the same way she surprises you with a table for two, with views of the city lights in the distance. when an earnest smile reaches your lips and you squeeze her hand, pretty pinks flower on keqing’s cheeks, her magenta gaze averted, the pout she was trying for, overpowered by her lovestruck smile.

GANYU who, even worried about her deadlines, makes time for an outing with you during the season of love. and oh how words absolutely leave the qilin, when she gets lost in you under the gaze of tonight’s full moon. her kind eyes widening, she comes to her senses, remembering the fresh glaze lily she picked specifically for this occasion. albeit bashfully, her gesture is utterly endearing and adorable, moonlit grin painting your face aglow. even in the night, auroras bloom in ganyu’s visage when you reward her with a sweet kiss.

SHENHE who is new to these kind of human traditions, yet is determined to work hard to make this special for you. she thinks the flowers she herself has been taking care of will make for a suitable present. that is how, as the last rays of light dip behind the outline of faraway mountains in the horizon, your lover guides you to her bedroom’s windowsill. there, neatly arranged and wrapped in red silk, lays a bouquet containing all the flowers of liyue: qingxins, that remind shenhe of your visits to her in the mountains; glaze lilies, the color of starry nights under which you two have slept on countless occasions; silk flowers, reminiscent of the flames you stoke in her heart every time your lips touch. and when your arms wrap around her from behind, face nuzzling into her back, a pure smile illuminates shenhe’s beautiful features.

YAE MIKO uses her charm and cunning ways to leave you breathless, speechless, and deeply enamored. what could be a better celebration for romance than bringing you to the flowers instead of just showing you a mere shadow of them? so that’s exactly what she does. taking you by the arm, she guides you to the setting she’s prepared: a picnic under the sunset and the rain of cherry blossom petals. of course, it is accompanied by the best sake, your favorite snacks and her teasing touches. and who knows, if she’s feeling extra nice, the dignified guuji may even change into her fox form and let you pet her…

YOIMIYA and her sunshine and her fireworks. she doesn’t need to look far and wide for the perfect blossom for you, when she can quite literally write it in the sky. excitable as ever in your trip to mondstadt, your girlfriend urges you to meet her by the lake (via klee, who eagerly tugs on your hand) claiming she’s got something to show you. and so, you follow the spark night, who is very happy to have two of her big sibling figures joining in the festivity. as cider lake comes into view, oranges and golds start to decorate the sky, its hues intensifying more and more the closer you get where yoimiya is standing. at her perky “happy windblume!” multiple intricate lights make a flower field out of the night above, drowning out any stars or clouds, swirling petals reigning the skies. but that is not the only surprise of the night, for, when the pyrotechnic spectacle ends, a small hand tugs at your clothes: little klee wants to give you and yoimiya her gift too! a dodoco with a cecilia crown. “he will always be with you in your adventures! he wants to be friends with yoimiya and [y/n]!”

AYAKA who plans and thinks for days about how to make you smile on this occasion. and like pretty much anything she does, it’s perfect. for who could resist a date with the shirasagi himegimi, in the afternoon sun, with sakura tea and a bouquet of baby pink and white lilies? her airy laughter and gentle smiles definitely make your heart flutter. and when she suggests you two dance, it takes you a few moments before you can compose yourself. admiring kamisato ayaka’s radiance has the power to make your mind daydream, body frozen at the enchanting presence that she is.

LAYLA is determined to find you the most stunning flower, even at the cost of multiple nights of sleep. the scholar asks every botany specialist she knows, draws endless star charts and studies every book within her reach, just to come up empty. her shoulders slumping, she is starting to think this is too big of a task for her, when, suddenly her friend twirly-whirly hops excitedly. there, partially hidden by sumeru’s abundant vegetation, is the most unique padisarah layla has ever seen. its petals a vibrant periwinkle, like nights merging into dawns she wishes could always spend by your side. dewy droplets of water decorate each bloom, akin to the stars that foretold your fates entwined. ‘yes’, layla thinks with a smile, ‘this is the one’.

Hi! Is it possible to get a pocky game kiss scenario with Kuki, Ayaka, Sara and maybe Shenhe with fem reader separately? If not,any one of the characters is fine as well! Love your work!

It's very much possible to get the full package >:)

Pocky game kiss with Kuki, Ayaka, Sara and Shenhe

This is a part of 3x Valentines event (All slots are taken)

Reader here is female

Kuki Shinobu

You found yourself finding a lot of interesting excuses to get her to take off her mask so you can kiss her. Still the pocky game was so self explanatory she could only roll her eyes.

At this point you could just say to her right away if you'd like a kiss or something. I mean, you're dating for quite a while so request like that isn't anything unusual.

But she definitely can't say that she isn't enjoying it at all. It's a bit stupid, but in a good way.

You played the game normally and although she was slightly flustered, she was going to go through with it.

The kiss wasn't too long or too short, it was just right. The moment it was over though she put her mask back on.

"There you have it, happy now?"

Kamisato Ayaka

Whenever Ayaka wants to try something new, you're the first person she goes to. And with the pocky game you're the only person she'd like to play with to begin with.

This was probably one of the things she was really curious about. Although it doesn't sound very special.

And while she was aware of it, she almost entirely ignored the kissing part of the game... Until you got to it.

She was flustered, but she was determined to get the full experience.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds, it was gentle. When you eventually pulled away she seemed a bit shy, but satisfied nonetheless.

"We should do this again sometime..."

Sara

Ever since you thought about it, it was almost all you could think about. So waiting for Sara to come back from work and any additional training felt like forever.

When you approached her quicker than usual she knew immediately that you wanted something from her.

Imagine her surprise when you took out that candy. She waited for you to elaborate and she listened carefully to the rules of the game.

Such a sweet surprise is something she should learn to expect from you by now but really, you coming up with such a thing just about made her day.

She was a little bit more competitive than expected, you almost ended up biting each other.

But the kiss itself wasn't as rough as the start made it out to be.

"I missed you so much"

Shenhe

You honestly don't know when did you get the idea. But all you could think about is her possible reactions.

When you described the rules you didn't include the possibility of kissing. And you couldn't really tell if the dots connected for her.

Her blank stare was making you nervous but if that was a game, she planned to win.

She was really competitive with her bites and she got to kiss you in no time. Almost fast enough for you to be unable to process it.

But when all was done you could see a soft smile on her face. She wasn't all that flustered about kissing you, and she definitely enjoyed it more than the sweets.

"That was fun. Let's play again"

~Mod Lisa

HALLOWEEN

synopsis: (slasher! AU) an escaped psych ward patient wants to see you again.

featuring: shenhe

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, mentions of murder, knives, stalking, breaking and entering, house invasion, size k.ink, size difference, praise, manhandling, oral (reader recieving), wall se.x, grinding, hump.ing, ni.pple sucking, ni.pple biting, hickies, marking, possessiveness, pwp, not proofread.

art credits: high rise invasion

“Hehe, I win!”

“Great job, Yaoyao!”

You smiled and pat Yaoyao on the head while her older sister Qiqi clapped quietly in praise. Although it was Halloween night, you spent your time babysitting your neighbor’s kids, as he had to go out unexpectedly to run some last minute errands. Though most adults your age would find this kind of thing “boring” and “a waste of a Halloween night,” you actually enjoyed babysitting Baizhu’s kids, as you practically raised them as an older sister from the time they were basically infants. 

At the moment, you were currently playing board games with the two girls, after a long night of watching kids’ Halloween movies and helping them with their homework. It was almost nearing the girls’ bedtime at this point, so you made a note to yawn and pretend like you were tired.

“Oh man…I’m all tired you guys…” you said with a smile, looking up at the clock. “I think it’s time for bed.”

“Awe…” Yaoyao pouted, but began cleaning up the games regardless. 

“Does this mean you’re leaving soon?” Qiqi inquired in a quieter voice, looking hesitant to let you go. “Is Papa home yet? I don’t wanna go to bed until Papa is home.” 

“Papa will be home soon. It’s almost nine.” You say reassuringly, giving Qiqi a small head pat before going over to the kitchen to pour Qiqi’s glass of coconut milk. “Come here and get your coco milk.” You say softly, peeking your head through the door. “Yaoyao, why don’t you go put on your PJs while I serve your sister her milk.”

“Okay!” Yaoyao exclaimed, running up the stairs while Qiqi quietly walked into the kitchen. She had a habit of drinking a cold glass of coconut milk every night before bed, so you opened up the fridge to grab the carton, before seeing Qiqi plop herself at the table. 

“…Big Sister.” Qiqi said in a monotone voice, catching your attention as you poured the milk into a glass. 

“Hm?” You glanced over, slightly distracted as she called you by your nickname. 

“…Is it true that the boogeyman exists?” She asks in a softer voice, her head resting on the table with a small look of worry in her eyes. “One of the kids at school said that the boogeyman was a tall man, whose face was as white as a sheet.” 

She turned her head and pointed to the abandoned house across the street, the one where the infamous murder incident took place over twenty something years ago. “They say that he lived in that house before he got taken away. That he murdered his father as a young boy…is it true?”

You froze when she said all this, not expecting Qiqi of all people to ask you about the murder case that happened about twenty something years ago. You were practically a kid when the news story made headlines, but as much as the story haunted you till this day, you didn’t want to scare the girl with a story that could potentially give her nightmares. 

“No, Qiqi honey.” You say in a soothing tone, handing her the glass of coconut milk and rubbing her head. “That’s just a Halloween story. The boogeyman doesn’t exist.”

‘It was a boogeywoman.’ You couldn’t help but think, as you shuddered just looking back at the old abandoned house. Years ago, a young girl was the perpetrator of a murder case back when you were just a child. It was the talk of the town, the story of the infamous young girl; Shenhe, who brutally murdered her father in that house and was sent to a psychiatric institution with a case of homicidal tendencies. 

You remember that day like it was yesterday, as Shenhe was actually one of your friends back when you were in elementary school. It was hard to believe such a quiet and mature girl could be the person behind slaughtering a full grown man, and while it was terrifying, you couldn’t help but feel upset that your friend had to be taken away. 

“…Big sister, you spilled some coco milk on your shirt.” Qiqi said in a monotone voice, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Wha—” you looked down and saw that you had accidentally spilled some coconut milk all over your clothes. 

“Oh…shoot!” You couldn’t help but exclaim, nearly cursing before remembering that you were in the prescience of a child. “Ah…sorry. I must’ve been lost in thought for too long.”

You set the carton back into the fridge and tried cleaning out the milk stain with a wet napkin and some soap. It was no use, the stain was simply too big and since you were wearing a white shirt, it looked translucent when in a brightly illuminated area for too long.

“…Big sister, I can see your—”

“Yes Qiqi, I know.” 

You sighed and walked over to your backpack to grab a spare change of clothes. “Luckily for me however, I am always prepared!” You held up an old T-shirt you had brought and showed it off to Qiqi. “Cool, right? Now, since you’ve finished your milk, why don’t you head upstairs and join your sister in going to bed? I have to change before the smell of milk stays on me.” 

Qiqi nods and gets out of her chair to make her way upstairs, leaving you to change in the kitchen as you sigh and begin stripping out of your clothes, already tired from today’s activities. As you removed your shirt however, you failed to notice a masked woman staring at you from behind the window, watching you as you removed the stained T-shirt and slid the new one on. 

Her heavy breathing fogged up the window while she watched you intently. Sharp, iridescent eyes trailing over the curves of your figure, before quickly moving away when you glanced back to look at the window. 

“…Hm.” You stared at the window for a few more seconds before turning away, cleaning up some of the plates off the table as the masked woman watched you from outside. It had been…so long since she had last seen you, so many years of isolation and she finally had the chance to see you again after being taken away to be locked like a prisoner for her own misdeeds. 

“…Mine.” The masked woman mumbled to herself, watching you with need before quickly scrambling away when the headlights of a car pulled into the driveway.

As you finished cleaning up some of the dishes, you heard the sound of keys jingling into the lock before Baizhu’s familiar footsteps entered the house. “I’m home…!” He exclaims jovially, the sounds of tiny footsteps running down the stairs, as Yaoyao and Qiqi —now in their PJs— ran to greet their Papa before heading to bed.

“Baizhu!” You exclaim with a smile.

“Papa!” Both Qiqi and Yaoyao exclaim, running up to him and hugging him on each leg. 

“Oof…easy there…my blood pressure is gonna spike…” he groans, giving the two girls a pat on the head before glancing over at you. 

“Hey…how were they?” 

“As easy as every other time.” You say with a chuckle, before beginning to put on your coat. 

“Ah, I’m glad.” Baizhu says with a smile, nudging his two daughters to face you. “Well, what do you say girls?”

“Thank you Big Sister…!” Qiqi and Yaoyao speak at the same time. 

“Anytime.” You chuckle, saying your final goodbyes to the two girls, as they head upstairs to finally head to bed. This left you with Baizhu as you got ready to head home, making sure everything was packed in your bag and nothing was left behind. 

“Stay safe out there, it can get pretty dangerous late at night,” Baizhu hums as he counts the money in his wallet to give to you. “I heard rumors of an escapee from the psychiatric facility a few miles down from here. The police are tracking the escaped patient, but it’s best to get home quickly for your own safety.” 

Your heart sunk at the impending news, the same psychiatric facility where your childhood friend was locked up for murdering her father. It couldn’t be a coincidence, surely. 

“Thanks, I’ll be sure to head home fast.” You say with a nod, taking the money before stuffing it in your pocket. “Have a nice night, Mr. Baizhu, and have a wonderful Halloween.”

“You too.” Baizhu nods, allowing you to exit his home as you begin walking down the block to your own house. You didn’t live too far from the Baizhu family residence, yet walking down the block all alone on a late Halloween night was not really the ideal situation for you to be in. Especially considering the news of the escaped patient that Baizhu notified you about. 

“Geez, how eerie…” you mumbled to yourself, glancing up at the abandoned house Shenhe used to live in, and being reminded of your childhood together before she was taken away. 

Shenhe was such a sweet and quiet girl —at least to you— and you had such fond memories of playing with her everyday after school until it was so late into the evening you could see stars. You had no idea she was capable of such brutal, homicidal tendencies, yet perhaps you’ve misjudged her, and maybe she really was just a sociopath after all…

You shook your head at the thought. No, it can’t be. Shenhe was always so sweet to you. Perhaps one day she just snapped and was—

You stopped walking when you heard the sound of footsteps behind you. A shiver running down your spine as you slowly turned around and saw a tall, masked woman standing just several feet away.

“O-Oh!” You flinched a little and backed up a bit when you saw her. Her tall, looming figure made you feel small, as she towered over you like you were nothing but a mouse ready for her to step on. “Ah…sorry, you startled me a bit…” you say with a nervous chuckle, holding onto your backpack straps with worry. “I uh…I like your costume…”

The masked woman tilted her head slightly, staring at you with familiar, iridescent eyes that had you squinting for a closer look. ‘Why do they look so familiar…?’

“…Uhm.” When the woman did not respond, you looked around awkwardly before getting an idea. 

“Oh! Are you…trick or treating?” You ask with a smile, reaching into your pocket to pull out a small, wrapped mint. “Sorry I don’t have anything else, but I hope this is enough to suffice!”

You hesitantly walk closer to hold out the candy to the woman, whose body stiffens up when you offer her the small, wrapped treat. You may have forgotten after all these years, but her favorite candy was actually small mints, and the fact you still carried around mints to this day had her heart beating sporadically out of her chest.

‘She’s still as nice as ever…’ the masked woman thought as she slowly looked down and stared at the wrapped mint with amusement. Carefully, she takes it out of your hand, her much larger fingers brushing over your palm and causing you to shiver. 

“Ah…your hand is quite cold…” you couldn’t help but chuckle, pulling your arm back to keep it at your side. “Don’t stay out too long, it’s dangerous late at night. Stay safe out there, okay?” You smile sweetly at the masked woman and the sight has her blushing underneath her rubber mask. She had forgotten how sweet and beautiful you were after years of not seeing you, and she wanted nothing more than to keep you by her side for as long as she possibly could. 

“…Thank you.” She says in a muffled voice, your pulse jumping at how unexpectedly deep and husky it was. 

“You’re welcome!” You respond with a smile, giving her a polite bow before making your way back to your house. Though your initial encounter may have spooked you a little bit, all you could think about was just how cute the masked woman was. 

‘Ahhhh I should’ve asked for her number or something!’ You groaned inwardly, calling yourself pathetic in several different languages before pulling out the keys to your house. ‘Oh well, it’s a small town. Maybe I’ll see her again…’

Or tonight, considering you failed to notice the woman still stalking you from the shadows as you headed into your house rather blindly. Shutting the door behind you and heading inside to kick off your shoes, hang up your coat, and go to bed since you were aching for a good night’s rest before work tomorrow. 

“Ugh…” you trudged up the stairs to head to your room, plopping on the bed and taking a breather before mustering up the strength to do grown-up things like shower and eat a decent meal like a responsible adult. It took quite a bit of mental encouragement to get up from the heavenly abyss of your bed, but soon enough, you rolled off the covers and began digging through your dressers to find a nice clean pair of PJs to change into. 

After finding a decent set, you got up and began making your way to the bathroom, humming a small tune to yourself and locking yourself in the bathroom. As you did this however, the door to your house slowly creaked open, the tall, masked woman from earlier making her way inside as her only goal for tonight was to see you again. 

And hopefully make you hers.

She took a brief walk around your house, tilting her head at the various knick knacks and items scattered around your house before making her way upstairs. She heard the sounds of a shower being turned on and decided to surprise you by hiding in your bedroom closet. She couldn’t wait to see the look on your face when you saw her again, the poor woman practically trembling with excitement as she stuffed her larger body into such a small space. 

Now, all she had to do was wait. 

And wait.

…And wait. 

And wait as she did, but the woman was beginning to feel incredibly cramped as she stood in your closet door for what seemed like eternity (even though it had only been ten minutes) 

Feeling a bit bored, the woman slowly exited the room and was about to walk down the hall, when she came face to face with just you in a towel. The moment you locked eyes on each other, you screamed and nearly dropped your towel out of fear, almost flashing yourself at the other woman as she scrambled to keep you calm. 

Before you could start running, the woman quickly ran up to you and suddenly picked you up in a hug that had your legs dangling in the air due to her strength. 

“H-Holy shit—!”

“Quiet…Quiet…”

The woman pressed a comforting hand on your head and began petting you in soft, yet sturdy strokes. Her other arm had muffled your screaming as she tried her best to silence your fears, pleading for you to stay quiet so you didn’t alert the neighbors with your cries. 

“Mmmpf! Hnnn!” You squirmed in her grasp but it was no use. The woman holding onto you had some sort of freakish strength that kept you from making even the slightest of movements, causing you to flip out even more as you realized this might be the end. 

‘I’m gonna die. Oh my fucking god I’m gonna die!’ You were so close to tears and continued trying to fight for your life. Squirming and thrashing around like a fish out of water, before suddenly being pinned to the wall to stop your flailing. 

“Mmpf!”

“Quiet…!” 

The masked woman spoke in a rough, yet somewhat familiar tone. Her larger body pinning you to the wall as she kept a firm hand over your mouth to successfully gag you from screaming any unwanted sounds. 

‘I’m so dead…I’m so dead…!’ You screamed with your eyes closed, mentally preparing yourself for the worst, only to have the killer…suddenly hug you?

At the feeling of the masked woman’s arms embracing you like an old friend, your body tensed up as she leaned forward to bury her face into your shoulder, as if she didn’t just scare the shit out of you moments prior. 

“Ah…h-hah…wha…” 

“Mine.”

You heard the woman grumble the word like it was a fact, pushing you further against the wall. Your heart was still beating sporadically out of your chest from all the adrenaline, but something in the tone of her voice made you shiver with a strange nostalgia you had no idea you had.

“Mine.” The woman repeated once more, the screams in your throat dying down to a pathetic whimper. “Don’t go.”

“Aha…hah…” Was this hysteria? Were you finally beginning to lose it? 

“Don’t scream.” The woman says in a quiet groan, stroking the back of your head. “I missed you.”

“Wh-What…?” You were beginning to wonder if you were losing it, body trembling like a feather as she continued delivering soft and gentle strokes to the back of your head. Was this woman insane?! I mean, she was stalking you and breaking into your house, but perhaps this was the patient that escaped the psychiatric facility…?

“…U-Uhm…can you let me down…?” You ask in a shaky voice, too afraid to scream any more as the knife she had fastened to her jumpsuit paralyzed you with fear. 

“…Okay.”

Sensing that you won’t run away, the tall woman plopped you down like an obedient dog dropping a toy. You were shocked to say the least at how easily she complied, but didn’t want to question it as you stood there, trapped against the wall in nothing but a towel while you stared your house invader down. “…Wh-Why’re you here?” You ask with a bit of reluctance, pulling your towel up so it wouldn’t accidentally drop. 

“…I missed you.” The woman says again, keeping her head down as she stares at you through the eye holes of her mask.

“Well, you can’t just follow me home and break in…” You mumble politely, “It’s illegal…”

“It is?” The woman tilted her head and looked slightly upset. “I’m sorry…” 

Your eyes widened when she suddenly hugged you again, body tensing up as her muscular frame practically engulfed yours. “H-Hey now…” you froze under her grip and felt how easy it was for her to snap you like a twig. “Do you…uhm, have somewhere else to go?” 

The woman shakes her head no. 

“Ah…okay…” you wanted to call the police more than anything, but something in the back of your mind was screaming for you not to. Instead, all that was going on in your mind, was who it was behind the mask. 

“…Can I…see who you are at least?” You ask in a quiet tone, wondering why this random stalker took such a liking to you after all you did was give them a candy. “I want to know…who it is I’m talking to.”

The masked woman pauses at your statement, slowly leaning back and staring at you with those familiar, iridescent eyes. At first, you think she’s mad at you with how quiet she was being all of a sudden, but then you see her hand reach up to pull at the latex of her mask. 

Your breath hitches when the mask slides off to reveal a matured, much older, and familiar face of your childhood friend; Shenhe, who got taken away from you all those years ago. She never changed a bit, and with the way she was looking down at you, you realized you had reunited with her after so many years of disappearance.

“Shenhe…” you breathed out after a moment of silence, eyes trailing over the contours of her face before settling on her eyes. “It’s you?”

She nods at your response, almost excited in a way as she was happy to know you remembered her. “Yes, it is me.” 

She could barely contain herself as she moved forward to hug you once more, spooking you as she lifted you off the ground with ease. Shenhe was always strong as a kid, however; you had no idea she would be this strong as an adult, as she could practically split a man’s skull open like a pumpkin. 

“Oh!” You let out a yelp when she scooped you up in her arms, all fears of a home invader leaving your head, as all you could think about was the fact that your childhood friend was back and wanted to visit you.

“I missed you.” Shenhe repeated against your ear, voice gravelly and rich with the way she purred. “That’s why I escaped.”

“You— You escaped the psychiatric facility?” You mumble in disbelief. “Just to see me again?”

Shenhe nodded like an innocent child, burying her face into your shoulder and inhaling your soft, shampoo-like scent. “I wanted to see what was mine again…”

Your face flushed at those words and you couldn’t help but be reminded of your old, puppy love crush on the woman back when you two were just children. You knew this woman was capable of homicidal tendencies and yet, despite seeing a killer; all you could feel was your friend. 

And you wanted this friend to be yours too.

“…Okay.” You whisper in a shaky tone, hesitantly hugging Shenhe back as she nuzzles her face deeper against your neck, her hot breath tickling the skin of your ear and making it difficult to control the strange arousing feeling beginning to stir in the depth of your core. “I can keep you here for a bit, Shenhe. Just until you can manage on your own.” 

You had no idea why you were doing this, but allowing a killer to stay in your home was not the best idea. Nevertheless, Shenhe was ecstatic and she suddenly leaned in to kiss your cheek out of appreciation for what you were doing. The moment her lips planted on your face, you froze and almost dropped your towel completely out of shock.

“Oh.” Shenhe stopped when your towel moved lower and accidentally revealed your breasts, the tall woman’s face flushing pink at the sight, before glancing away in embarrassment. 

‘Oh…’ your hands quickly pulled the towel back up, yet when you looked up to see Shenhe’s reaction to the accidental flash, you saw her looking away, but also not-so-subtly trying to sneak an extra peak. 

‘Wow, I did not expect Shenhe to be such a closet pervert…’ you thought to yourself, smiling a bit cheekily and laughing to yourself. “Shenhe, it’s okay, we’re both girls. I mean, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”

“But I haven’t seen it before…” Shenhe mumbles ever so quietly, iridescent eyes slowly taking up your figure. “Your body…is so pretty.”

Aaaaand that’s how she managed to seduce you. All it took was for your pretty childhood best friend to say your body was pretty and bam, your heart began to flutter with newfound feelings for the killer. 

“I could…show you more if you’d like,” you chuckle a bit teasingly, wondering how far Shenhe would push the limits.

“You would?” She looked intrigued and leaned a little forward. “Can I see?” 

Your eyes widened at her boldness, before deciding to see where this goes and chuckling. 

“Alright…” 

As it turns out, Shenhe was a lot bolder than you took her for, as the moment you dropped the towel to reveal your entire body, Shenhe had you pinned against the wall and her lips sucking on your chest. You weren’t sure how you got here, as every second with Shenhe was a blur, but you knew for one thing that you were enjoying it.

“Hah…eager aren’t we?” You teased a bit light-heartedly, groaning a little when Shenhe bit on a nipple. “Nngh…gentle now, Shenhe. You have to be gentle with a woman…”

“‘M sorry…” she mumbles against your chest, trying to kiss your nipple better.

“Hah…it’s okay.” You whisper reassuringly, petting her long, white hair like she was a rabbit. “Is this your first time? I assume it’s not often you sleep with someone in a psych ward…”

She nods hesitantly and hides her face in your chest. 

“Pfft…” you missed this. You missed the feeling of your friend laying on your chest and whispering with you like you were the only two people in the world. “It’s okay…do you want me to guide you?” 

Shenhe nods again. You swear, if it weren’t for the news articles and details of her homicidal tendencies, you would’ve thought Shenhe was the sweetest girl on earth incapable of murder. 

“You’re so sweet…” you murmur into Shenhe’s ear, watching as the tips of her ears turn pink. “Do you wanna go to my bedroom so it’s easier?”

Shenhe shakes her head no, pushing you further against the wall. “I want to touch you here.” She mumbles under her breath. “I want to take you here. I don’t want to move.” 

A jolt of heat pushes through your body and you feel yourself dripping just at how direct she was. For someone so innocent and charming, you really did not expect Shenhe of all people to be so good at dirty talk…

“Aha…are you sure? The floor is kinda hard so it’ll be uncomfortable. I’d say a bed would be better as it— OH!” Shenhe suddenly lifted you up with ease and shoved you against the wall, your legs dangling over her forearms as she pressed her body closer to you. 

Where on earth did she learn this position?!

“Sh-Shenhe, this position—” you flinched as your legs were spread and the bare skin of your cunt brushed against Shenhe’s rough jumpsuit, the position making you blush as you were left vulnerable to whatever Shenhe had in mind for you tonight. 

“…I like this position.” Shenhe said after some time, practically folding you to her liking and leaning in for a kiss. Your eyes widened as you tasted the familiar freshness of peppermint, and realized Shenhe had eaten the mint you had given to her prior to meeting her. ‘So sweet…’ Shenhe couldn’t help but think, trying to shove her tongue in your mouth and taste some more of what your body had to offer. 

“Mmpf…hnn…” your moans were muffled by her tongue and you couldn’t help but close your eyes as she began adjusting your legs to wrap around her waist. Once she had you wrapped firmly around her, Shenhe began to move her hands all over your body, searching, squeezing, trying to find that one spot that would have you whimpering out her name. 

“I want…I want more…” Shenhe pants out like a dog, nudging your legs further as she begins grinding her hips against yours. “Want more…want— n-need more…”

At the sudden grinding sensations you threw your head back and nearly hit your head against the wall. The rough cloth of her jumpsuit moving against you so well it had you writhing in her arms, Shenhe’s brutal ruts making it seem like she was trying to envision herself having a strap, as she was panting rather loudly with the sight of you all naked against her.  

“Sh-Shenhe…I think– hah… it’d be better if you took that jumpsuit off…”

Despite your pathetic pleas, your words fell on deaf ears as poor Shenhe was too caught up in her pleasure to even hear you. You just looked so perfect and pliable for her to maneuver, her feelings of missing you all these years starting to cloud her thoughts, as she leaned in to claim your neck as hers and hers alone. 

“Mine…mine…mine…” you hear her grunt into your ear, teeth grabbing at your skin and pinching it so hard it left a mark. “Shenhe! Gentle, baby. Gentle…” you whimper in a smaller voice, gasping with the amount of hickies she was starting to suck onto you, as it seemed a switch had flipped in your sweet, innocent Shenhe. 

“S-Slow down, please…” you whine into her ear, pulling something feral out of Shenhe as she decided this position wasn’t enough. She needed more. She craved more. 

And you were going to give it to her. 

In one quick motion, Shenhe crouched down for a moment before lifting your legs over her shoulders and having you practically straddle her face. You nearly screamed when she did this, her body keeping you upright as your legs dangled in the air, even higher than you were before. 

“Shenhe this is dangerous what’re you–”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when Shenhe began lapping at your clit, her tongue darting out with hunger as she tasted your glistening folds for the very first time. 

“Stay…still…” Shenhe practically growls as she keeps you balanced with just her strength alone. You had no idea how she was capable of such impressive feats, yet you weren’t complaining when her tongue was so wet and (somehow) so experienced.

Or many Shenhe was just really, really horny. Who knows. But either way, you were laying on cloud nine as Shenhe nudged her cold little nose onto the button of your clit. Strong hands squeezing the flesh of your thighs and leaving small nail indents in your skin that would surely leave a mark when you woke up in the morning. 

“Shenhe…Shenhe oh god…” your legs were trembling from the constant pleasure as Shenhe continued thrusting her tongue with insatiable hunger, her face practically glistening with your juices as a sex-drunk expression glazed over her face. 

“More…I want more…” she groans in a huskier tone, practically burying her face into your cunt and drinking up all the cum that was leaking out of you, too pussy drunk to even think. 

“Shenhe please…” you whined as you gripped her hair with your fingers. “Put me down I can’t…I can’t take it anymore…”

“No, you can.” She groans in response to your whining, pushing you further into the wall as she lapped up your sex like it was her last meal. “Just stay still, stay still.”

At her deafening command, you whimpered and let her take the reins as she coursed her tongue through each crevice and corner of your folds. You’ve never heard or seen Shenhe act so possessive before, but the feeling of being all hers, and only hers, had you nearing your orgasm sooner than you expected. 

“Go on…I want to taste it.” Shenhe says rather directly, giving your right thigh a squeeze. “I want to taste you.”

“Shenhe…” you groaned, feeling your stomach tighten. “You— nngh…”

You arched your back off the wall and gripped Shenhe’s shoulders tightly, cum starting to spill down your thighs and onto Shenhe’s awaiting tongue. Eagerly, she lapped up any stray droplets she could catch, savoring the flavor of your release like it was a fine wine she could ever hope to taste again. 

“Goodness…” you panted, catching your breath as Shenhe continued to clean up any traces of cum left on your hips. “Shenhe you…are you sure you’re a virgin?”

She nodded obediently, kissing the inside of your thigh before marking it with her teeth. 

“Oh wow…” you couldn’t help but tiredly laugh, petting Shenhe like the good girl she was and kissing the top of her head. “You’re really good, you know that?” 

Shenhe beamed at the praise and continued kissing the inside of your thighs before setting you down in her arms and carrying you to the bedroom. “I…I can please you more,” she murmurs in a rather pleading way, looking almost like a puppy getting ready to serve their master. “Please let me please you more.”

“Gosh, round two?” You chuckled, clinging to her arms as she brought you to your room. “Ah, why not. I’m sure you have enough stamina to go all night, hm?”

Shenhe nodded eagerly and set you down on your bed, climbing over on top of you before kissing the base of your neck and whispering under your ear. “I can go all night if you want.”

“Really?” You chuckle back in a whisper, bringing her down by the neck and kissing the side of her cheek. “Well, if that’s the case…”

“Happy Halloween, Shenhe.”

>w< 𖧷 \ 姉妹 ? 🧷 🌱 . . cr

-> cryo characters when they find you crying

synopsis -> most of the cryo characters when they find you crying. self explanatory once again.

characters -> shenhe, wriothesley, eula, ganyu, rosaria, kaeya, charlotte, freminet, layla

warnings -> sad reader, implied female reader on kaeya and eulas (eulas can be looked at as a guy with long hair tho) some imply why reader was crying, some you make up your own scenario, mostly just comfort and worried characters

w/c -> 2.9k

-> shenhe

shenhe understood that sometimes you’ll have your moments, and you’ll need to cry, vent, or just be in her presence, but normally you’d let her know. thats why it was so alarming when she walked into the walls of your safe abode to hear sobs echo through the rooms.

she walked into your shared bedroom to see you curled up on your respective side, body visibly shaking with every cry you let out. she silently sat on her side of the bed and reluctantly puts her hand to the small of your back, letting you know of her presence. you roll over pretty fast, landing your head on her thigh.

“shenhe..” you sniffled, crying into her leg. she jumped a little due to the sudden contact, ending with now your arms around her waist. she was stiff for a while before leaning back against the birch headboard, letting you continue to cry. she silently let you know that it’s okay to shed your tears, and that you can take as much time as you need. 

once you settled down, she immediately asked you what happened. you explained why you were so frantic, and if it had someone involved, she was certainly about to go create a bloodbath. if it was just some little thing, maybe an issue you struggle with or just a bad day, she’ll try to talk through it with you (and i emphasize try) and try to get on the same page as you. 

-> wriothesley

the one thing he did not expect to find when he walked back into the comfort of your cozy house was you on the living room floor, bawling your eyes out.

it was incredibly alarming. he couldn’t even imagine what could have someone this worked up. he didn’t even bother taking his boots off (which he knows he’ll get scolded for later on) and sped over to where you were, falling to the floor next to you. 

“sweetheart, what happened??” he brings you into an embrace, in which you wrap your arms tightly around his large frame. he could feel you shake your head, silently understanding that you’d rather not explain yourself right now.

he picks you up and sets you on the couch, and then gets back on the floor. his knees pop, and a few seconds later you feel his head rest on your abdomen. you bring your hands up to your face and continue to cry for a few minutes longer before settling down, reducing your cries to hiccups. you look down at your husband, who looked up at you, giving you a small smile. 

“are you alright?” he asks. he knows its a dumb question- obviously you're not. but he wants to see if you’ll say that. 

you hesitate for a second before shaking your head. you could see hurt flash through his eyes, and then you motion with your hands for him to come closer to you so you could hug him. all you wanted right now was his strong embrace. 

“you probably want to know why i was on the floor, out of all places, no?” you whisper, brushing his hair back with your fingers. 

“i’d like to know why you were crying as hard as you were. it sounded like you were dying,” he sighed, resting his head on your collarbone. “and yes, also why you were on the floor.” 

as you explained what happened and why you were crying so hard, he sighed once more before bringing you back down to the floor with him, rocking you side to side and hugging you tight as if you would turn to dust if he let go. you knew you were safe with him by your side, and you know that he feel sympathy towards your situation. next time, he’d just rather you come to him right away during these outbursts. (and yes, you did scold him for the shoes on the carpet. you also made him clean up the small mess he made). 

-> eula

you knew eula already had a lot on her plate, hence why you didn’t bother her with such a little matter, this one being tears. 

you thought she’d judge you, and that she’d tell you to get up on your feet and that its nothing but a nuisance (considering those are the words she says to herself whenever she sheds a tear or two. it breaks your heart every time, considering she thinks so lowly of herself in her weakest moments). 

but when she came into your office to ask you of ambers whereabouts, her face immediately softened as she walked over to your side of the desk, and she gently rested a palm on your back. your head was down, only showing her your scalp and your long, flowy hair. her gesture made your head shoot up, looking around the room and then back at who was currently rubbing your back. thats when you saw eula.

she wore a small, sympathetic grin as she proceeded to massage your neck. you look away, ashamed.

“whats wrong, dear?” she asked with some urgency in her voice, but for the most part it was soft and harmless. “you can talk to me.”

you told her the issue, and she held your hand the whole time. you could see her face make different expressions every once and a while, usually when your explanation took a turn. but she listened, and she was there. she then bent down to give you a small hug, coming around to the other side of your desk and sitting in one of the chairs. she grabbed one of your hands, kissing it softly. 

“i’m sorry i didn’t just try to come find you, i..” you trailed off, and she nodded, telling you to keep going. “i just thought… for a second… that you’d tell me to tough it out, like you tell yourself all the time.” 

she gave you a shocked expression, immediately composing herself and clearing her throat. 

“y/n, i’d never tell you such a thing. thats only what i say to myself because…” she didn’t necessarily have an answer, but she ignored that. “anyways. i’d never put you down for having human emotions. honestly, i’d be incredibly surprised if you didn’t have to cry every so often.”

“but know, i’ll always be here to dry your tears, y/n.”

-> ganyu 

you never knew ganyu was such a light sleeper, being as tired as she can be sometimes.

it was midnight, and you two were sleeping in your shared bed. she had her leg covering your knees, and one arm draped over your midsection, making it easier to free yourself of her grasp. 

everything felt suffocating. the darkness only made it worse, leading you to stumble into the bathroom and turn on all the lights. you loved ganyu, but you couldn’t lay there with her anymore tonight. you didn’t know why.

but you didn’t think your girlfriend would wake up to your side of the bed slowly getting colder and colder. 

as she got out of bed, she walked into the hallway, finding the bathroom light on and light sobs coming from inside. she knocks before walking in, a gasp leaving your mouth as you lock eyes with the qilin for a split second. you look down in embarrassment.

“are you okay? what happened?” she said, her voice slightly raspy, trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes. you could tell she was barely able to comprehend what was happening.

when you explain why you were crying, she sighs, opening her arms wide and leaning against the sink cabinets. you crawl into her lap, hugging her back. she makes sure you’re aware that she cares, and as sleepy as she is, she only wants to comfort you, and that she will make sure that nothing hurts you anymore tonight. she already feels bad enough that you had to come into the bathroom to cry, instead of simply just doing it in bed. because she wouldn’t mind it. she’d do the same things she's doing now. 

and she makes sure she clarifies that as soon as you two sit down for breakfast in the morning. 

-> rosaria

it was around nine at night, and you knew rosaria wouldn’t be home until two in the morning. which is why you chose now out of all times to have a breakdown. 

but you didn’t catch that over breakfast earlier that day, she told you she’d be home earlier so she could get a better nights rest and be able to spend a bit more time with you. so, just as you started to really cry, she walked in the door.

as soon as you heard the key hit the knob, you tried to frantically wipe your face and calm your breathing. but you know that wouldn’t be possible, because she was already through the door and looking at you like you were crazy. 

but that look faded when she realized you were seriously crying, bent over the countertop of your kitchen with your head in your hands. she didn’t know whether or not to approach you, so she sat at the barstools on the other side of the counter. you look up, laughing a little.

“i’m sorry, rosa,” you sniffled before motioning for her to hand you the tissues. she tosses them to you and then looks at you once more. 

“sorry for what?” 

“for greeting you this way. i forgot that you were coming home early today,” you look up, trying to avoid her gaze. 

“you don’t have to apologize. at least we’re together, and you’re not crying alone,” she grabs your arm and rubs it up and down. “i wouldn’t want you to be alone when you’re suffering. you know i’ll always make time for you, right?”

you nod.

“now, tell me, what happened? why were you crying?” her motions stopped, and she put her hands nicely across her lap. 

when you told her, she sighed, looking down the hallway to her left. she was debating on murdering someone, that someone being the person who hurt you, but she decided against it. she came to the other side of the counter and attempted to give you a comforting back hug. you knew she disliked physical affection, but this was a moment where it was all she could give, so give it she did. she was genuinely a great lover, despite her past and her personality.

-> kaeya

you were out at the market while your husband was at the tavern. it was a bit later at night, but you needed to cook dinner and you didn’t have the right ingredients for your dish of choice.

you overheard the cashier and the person they were checking out talking about kaeya. the customer was asking if he was in a relationship, and the cashier said no. you assumed that they simply didn’t know, but the tears came when the customer started to go on about how much they were hoping that would be the answer, and nobody is exceptionally good enough for him around here.

you set your basket down on an open shelf and rush out of the grocery store. as you were walking home, you were trying very hard to hold the tears in, but they came spilling out. 

halfway home, just as your eyes were watering over, you spot kaeya walking the same route. he was a bit ahead of you, so you decided to stay as silent as possible and keep your distance so he didn’t have to see you cry, and wouldn’t have to worry too hard about you. 

unfortunately for you, he knows the sounds of your footsteps, and turns around to find you walking at a slow pace with mascara running down your cheeks. 

“hey hey hey, whats the matter?” he looks concerned, pacing towards you. you didn’t bother turning away.

“lets just head home,” you said, sniffling and hiccuping between your speech. “i don’t want to attract any more attention to myself than i already have.”

he nodded, understanding before rushing the both of you home. 

when you both got into your home, he immediately drew you into a hug, allowing you to sob into his shoulder. he rubbed your arms and back as you proceeded to calm down.

you explained what happened and what was said, and you swore you saw hurt and anger flash through his eyes. he sighs, making sure you knew how much you meant to him, and how much your worth mattered. 

at the end of the day, he was your husband, and nobody (not even those stupid jealous ass fans) can take him from you.

-> charlotte

your usually bubbly girlfriend was not so bubbly and happy when she stepped in your shared home to hear light sobs coming from the bedroom.

she opened the door to see you curled up in a ball, crying into her pillow. 

“whats going on? are you okay, y/n?” she rushes up to you, internally panicking and trying to calm herself down as she was calming you down. it took everything she had to not cry with you- she hates seeing her loved ones in pain. she spooned you for a while as you calmed down, stroking her fingers through your hair in the meantime. she didn’t want to scare you away or be too intrusive, so she let you speak about your issue if you wanted, and if you didn’t, then she wouldn’t push it.

but if you were to, she’d listen very well. she’d sit there, criss cross, and be very attentive. if you needed something, she’d go fetch it. if you simply wanted her to hug you, she would! but if you wanted her to try to talk to the person, she would, (and maybe, just maybe, with your permission, put this as an issue worthy of the steambird) and at this point she’d do anything for you. 

and in the end, she’d make your favorite food and… selfie time!!!! mirror selfies, the sticking-your-tongue-out-and-making-a-peace-sign, or those cheesy couples photos of a full makeout session. but as long as it makes you laugh, she’s completely on-board!

-> freminet

you were simply just cuddling with your boyfriend when you started to cry, simply breaking down in his arms. he was a little clueless at first, bringing your chin up to him to look at your face. you looked like you had a lot of pain behind your laughter, laughing about how you don’t know why you just started crying, and that it was dumb of you to even do that in the first place. that you didn’t mean to burden him or do anything of that sort.

he’s quick to silence you, making sure you know that you can cry in front of him. he doesn’t want you to reserve your emotions, and certainly doesn’t want you to suffer in silence. 

but the issue is that he’s bad at verbalizing those feelings. he doesn’t want you to feel alone, but he doesn’t know how to form that statement into words. no matter how many times he’ll rehearse it in his head, no matter how many times he’ll get lynettes (and sometimes lyneys, depending on how bad the situation is) help on how to communicate with you, and make sure you know that you have his support constantly.

“whats wrong, if it’s not too much to ask?” he says slowly, picking his words carefully. he’s never really had to experience a breakdown from you, but there's always a first for everything.

you tell him, and he feels sympathy. he wishes he could make everything in that moment go away, if thats what’ll make you feel content for even just a few moments. he wishes he could take on your burdens too, and you know he feels that way. but you won't let him, because he has too much going on himself. so, all he can do for now is sit in silence and hold you. it’ll do for now, he thinks.

-> layla

layla was fast asleep on your lap when all of the sudden, tears just started running down your cheeks. you didn’t know why, they just started. you remembered something you didn’t want to think about, something rather harsh. layla woke up when she felt those exact tears plop onto her face, only to be met with the sight of your swollen eyes.

“whats wrong??” she says in a worried, dreary tone. you could tell she was beyond exhausted, slowly bringing a hand to your cheek while yawning. “you don’t have to say… just wondering…”

if you say, she’ll listen as best as she can. you and her both know that she’s tired a lot, so her ability to focus on one thing without drifting into peace for a few hours is near nonexistent. but to you, she changes that, and makes sure to be as alert as she possibly could be. she’ll try to help you get through it with the best of her ability, understanding that the things going on in your mind right now are not good and you just need your lover to be there for you, especially at such a vulnerable time.

so, be there she is. she’ll cuddle you if you want her to. you know she might fall asleep, but at least she’s trying to make an effort to help you feel better.

FLUSTERED, ANGEL?

— things they do that make you flustered.

characters: kaedehara kazuha, xiao, scaramouche / wanderer, albedo, tighnari, cyno, shikanoin heizou, kamisato ayaka, mona megistus, beidou, shenhe, yae miko, gn! reader.

tags: sfw / suggestive, some female leaning pet-names (princess, etc.), mentions of blood and injury (mild), mentions of alcohol and being tipsy.

author’s note: first time attempting to write for some of the girls! i hope you guys enjoy! these are just some short headcanons, the idea came to me and i thought i’d give it a try. thank you @bunny-rambles for suggesting beidou and for being the first one to read these! <3 tagging @alatusprinz as well, since many of your favorites are featured here, akina, and you wanted to read it 💞

KAZUHA.

when he recites poems to you.

his voice is gentle and melodic, akin to a honeyed early autumn breeze. his bandaged hand finds yours, holding it delicately, his thumb tracing patterns over the back of it.

to kazuha, you are beyond ethereal, his muse, his love, who inspires the majority of his poetry. silvery lashes fluter closed when his lips brush against the back of your hand. you’re frozen in place, gaze wide, cheeks rivaling the warmth of the setting sun.

“i adore you, my dove.” kazuha utters, millimeters away from your parted lips, before leaning in, stealing the breath caught in the back of your throat, held there since he started his ministrations, his verses enchanting you as much as his presence and loving gestures.

and when his kisses move from the corner of your lips to your jawline and your neck? kazuha is aware of the effect he has on you, how you tense up at first, to let out pleasured sighs afterwards, your hands tugging slightly at the platinum roots of his long silky hair.

XIAO.

when he scolds you for being reckless / not taking proper care of yourself.

you know your yaksha vowed to protect you, and truth be told, you always tried your best to be extra careful when going out on missions. sometimes, though, injuries and bruises can’t be avoided.

“why didn’t you call my name?” xiao asks you, his tone harsher than he intended. his own scarred hands keep at work bandaging the gash on your arm.

“i didn’t want to bother, xiao.” you point out, nonchalantly. crossing your legs over the bed you’re sat at, head resting on the wall behind you, you add: “it wasn’t that much of a tough fight, and i know you have other, more important, matters to attend to.”

the slam on the wall right beside your head is something you had not expected.

“more important? do you honestly think i could have anything more important to attend to than your safety?” xiao’s golden eyes are intense, almost glowing, brow furrowed in-between concern and frustration, his tattooed arm caging you between him and the wall.

and as you shake your head and stutter a “n-no?” all you can think about is the way the adeptus’ lean muscles are tensed up and how close he is to you right now.

SCARAMOUCHE.

when he asks you to give him your hand.

you swear the wanderer has put a spell on you. his eyes, an all too hypnotic shade of intense violet; his voice, softening when he addresses you. scaramouche extends his hand to you, slender fingers slightly folded when he asks you to take it.

for an instant, you find yourself lost in thought, as if in a trance by the wondrous man that he is. the warm breeze of sumeru’s night ruffles his locks of midnight hair. his free hand comes up to catch the brim of his hat, the veins and tendons prominent when he flexes his fingers.

“well? what are you exactly waiting for?” scaramouche chuckles, an amused and proud glint flitting across his eyes of iris petals. you start, pulled out of your little reverie by his baritone.

you inhale, breath hitching under the wanderer’s inscrutable yet softened gaze. you take his hand. he squeezes it, firmly but gently. together, you take off into the night.

ALBEDO.

when he asks you to model for him.

it’s the nonchalance in his tone and his calm visage that cause your cheeks to warm up. it’s the way he carries himself, elegant, regal, the picture perfect image of a golden prince.

“my love,” the alchemist, now in the role of a painter, begins. “would you do me the honor of being my model?” albedo inquires, thumb tracing your lower lip.

you swallow, the icy air of dragonspine not enough to cool down the heat rising to your face. albedo’s teal eyes regard you, curious, attentive, as if trying to commit to memory every detail, every eyelash and line of your face.

you nod, not trusting your words to not tremble. and when your lover pulls down your sweater, baring your shoulders, the gentlest of kisses landing there, and tells you to keep still, that he will begin to paint you, your heartbeat is loud on your ears.

TIGHNARI.

when he gets sassy, especially when his intention is to tease you, just a little.

your boyfriend is very pretty, undeniably so, his hazel turquoise eyes focused on his task; dark silky hair gently swaying in the rainforest’s soft breeze; his long ears twitching every now and then, velvety tail following suit, swishing from side to side.

there are moments like this, in which you get completely entranced and captured by tighnari’s beauty, by him, your gaze unapologetically focused on his form, and unaware that, you are, in fact, staring.

“love, your eyes are going to get dry if you don’t blink.” tighnari’s voice pulls you out of your daze, your gaze even more wide, if that was possible, at your boyfriend’s teasing tone.

you start, scrambling for words that would die in your throat.

“i- uh… i…” you can feel your heart rate increasing, tighnari’s amused grin making it impossible for your thoughts to clear.

he chuckles, then:

“it’s okay, darling.” tighnari’s lips brush against the corner of yours, you can feel his smile. “i know just the way to make you close your eyes.” he whispers, before leaning in to properly kiss you on the lips.

CYNO.

when he tells you he’ll keep you safe.

cyno is aware you can hold your own in a fight and emerge as the victor. but his instincts and protective nature always urge him to keep you safe and guarded.

the way cyno’s hand wraps softly but firmly around your wrist should be familiar by now and yet, this simple action of his always manages to cause for your breath to hitch.

perhaps it is because it comes with no previous warning; maybe it’s the way his voice drops an octave when he gets close to you and assures you: “you’ll be safe with me.”; and of course, it could also be the caress of his hair on your skin when he leans close to whisper reassuring words, and the intensity of his scarlet gaze.

more than once, he has wondered if you were feeling alright, if there was some danger that he had not sensed yet. it’s endearing, you think, how your boyfriend has no idea of the effect he has on you.

HEIZOU.

when he uses pet names, his green eyes crinkling up with every smile.

the young detective knows very well the effect his compliments and lingering touches have on you. not one to be shy or bashful, heizou uses his flirtatious ways to make your heart skip some beats.

sometimes, he takes you completely by surprise, his arms wrapping around you from behind when you’re preparing breakfast. for a few seconds, he just stays there, the sweetness of your scent making him feel as if his nightly dreams haven’t ended yet. then, out of nowhere, he leans close to your ear, messy strands of his maroon hair tickling you when he whispers:

“good morning, my princess. you look beautiful as ever.”

the pan and spatula you were holding almost clutter to the counter, at the same time an electrifying sensation runs all the way down your spine.

when heizou chuckles, however, nuzzling further into your shoulder, you can help but smile and regard him fondly. what a charmer he can be, but he is your charmer, and that makes you happy, he makes you happy.

AYAKA.

when she is in battle, assisting or protecting you.

the shirasagi himegimi cuts through the battlefield in a rapid dance of frost and steel. her movements are precise, elegant and effective, cutting down opponent after opponent with her blade.

her clear sky gaze is serious, focused, not leaving any room for hesitation, as if she was able to predict every movement from the enemy.

perhaps it is ayaka’s enchanting presence that makes you lose focus, your own weapon knocked out of your grasp before you realize exactly how and when it happened.

“you’re finished!” the kairagi spats, only for the blow to never come.

a clash of metal, then, your girlfriend’s voice, uncharacteristically cold, as the snow and frost she commands.

“i don’t think so!” she announces, knocking the enemy unconscious with a masterful flick of her katana, a rain of frosted sakura petals in her wake.

MONA.

when she teaches you astrology and hydromancy.

mona was always passionate about her craft, that was a known fact to the people of mondstadt, including you. what you had never expected when you first met the mighty astrologist, was that she would end up teaching you some techniques.

mona sits crossed legged across from you, a huge leather-bound book with shiny dark blue covers and golden lettering embossed on them in her hands. her dark bangs fall over her clear teal eyes, flitting from one side of the page to the other. meanwhile, you are trying to learn how to draw star and natal charts. the process is clearly not as easy as your lover makes it seem, multiple calculations and accurate line-art required.

unaware, you let out a huff of frustration, which catches the attention of your partner.

“alright, let me see what you’ve got.” she tells you, a hand on her hip, the other glossing over your papers. “not bad at all.” she muses. “let me see… here.” she says, taking ahold of your hand and guiding your pencil in the right direction. “try like this instead. it will be easier!”

you’re not sure your now distracted and flustered state is going to make the task at hand any less complicated, but for mona, you’ll try. after all, the spark in her eyes, and the excitement she tries to downplay are a cute sight on her.

BEIDOU.

when she’s tipsy and gets more physically affectionate with you in public.

party nights at the alcor were not something uncommon, what with everyone in the crew and the captain’s good mood and love for tasty meals and quality drink, the atmosphere was usually quite suitable for celebration.

the issue, sometimes, was that captain beidou definitely had a high alcohol tolerance, while some of the crew members did not, which resulted in a very drunk and very diverse bunch at the end of the night.

as much as beidou can hold her alcohol, though, it was oftentimes that she drank enough to be tipsy, which resulted in the affections you two kept in her private cabin to be somewhat exposed (to the few members of the crux that weren’t completely inebriated, anyway).

“babe, come here.” beidou smiles, widely, wrapping her strong arms around your middle. it catches you off guard, the way she rests her chin on your shoulder and tightens his hold a little tighter around you so in public.

and perhaps it’s everyone’s chatter and laughter, or the marine breeze lit by the moon, or the knowing look a certain ronin gives you, smiling and walking away to give you and beidou more privacy, but, even though you can’t help being a little shy, you suppose it’s okay to indulge too.

SHENHE.

when she picks you up in her arms.

no matter if it’s exhaustion or a sprained ankle, your girlfriend really doesn’t hesitate to hoist you up and carry you in her arms. gradually, you’re getting used to it, and you have to admit it feels nice, to rest in her plump chest, her heartbeat a relaxing constant as you cross through liyue’s landscapes.

however, the first few times it always took you completely off-guard. you are not sure if it was shenhe’s calm expression or the ease with which she picked you up, as if you weighted nothing, but you remember how you mentioned you were tired once, and next thing you knew you were being carried around.

thinking back on it, it was kind of cute, how shenhe didn’t really understand why you got so shy. you ended up chuckling, pecking her lips softly, a “thank you, dearest.” leaving your lips as you hugged her close under jueyun karst’s moonlight.

what you don’t quite know, however, is that that simple action of yours caused for color to raise to your beloved’s cheeks.

YAE MIKO.

when she wipes traces of food from the corners of your lips.

delicate petals in various shades of soft pink and rose flutter in the early spring breeze at narukami shrine. the sky is clear and cloudless, the last remnants of winter’s snow having melted away weeks ago.

you and lady yae, the guuji of narukami shrine and also your lover, find yourselves enjoying some dango milk, the new sweet drink that’s become so popular in inazuma lately.

yae miko is telling you stories about her past, being a youkai having lived for hundreds of years, her tales are always fantastical and full of magic. her hair, matching the cherry blossoms above, sways delicately with every one of her movements. you can’t help but be in awe at the elegance and presence she carries herself with.

“wait a second, my little one.” she says, inching closer to you, violet eyes focused on your lips. using the back of her index finger, she traces your cupid’s bow, cleaning up the pink sugary residue of the beverage. “there.” she nods, her hand still not separating from your face, which you are sure your lover has realized how hot it has become at her touch.

Things they did that made you question your entire relationship

Warning: reader has no pronounce mentioned, crack, burping, demon, barking, breathing fire, plebians, making out in kazuha's part, highzuha, weed, childe, reading erotic books(no description), cockroach, not proofread either.

Part 2 because this was very popular and bc im on my crack thing again.

Characters: Itto, Yoimiya, Gorou, Xiao, Zhongli, Shenhe, Ayato, Ningguang, Kazuha, highzuha, Childe, Albedo, Yae Miko, Raiden Shogun/Ei.

Itto: Burped in your face and then laughed so loudly that it blew up your eardrums.

Yoimiya: Accidently lit your ass on fire with her fireworks.

Gorou: You said you loved dogs and he started barking, his subordinates couldnt take him seriously for weeks after that.

Xiao: He called you a demon and tried to lament your ass after you made him blush.

Zhongli: Patted you on the head and said "Wel done kid", the two of you were already in a relationship for months.

Shenhe: Always gives you the stink eye when you approach her in public, she doesnt do it on purpose tho.

Ayato: He put a basket of chili peppers into your desert, you started breathing fire and he just laughed at you.

Nignguang: Called you a plebian in public.

Kazuha: He is perfect but sometimes when the two of you are making out he suddenly stops out of the blue because he's been struck with ✨INSPIRATION✨ for a poem for you and wants to write it down so he doesn't forget.

Highzuha: Sometimes when he is high from nakuweed he tells you the cheesiest things with a debby ryan smirk.

Child(e): He pushed you of those long staircases when you enter Liyue harbor (i think its called Feiyun Slope??) and started howling from laughter, it all happened in public.

Albedo: He was singing the lyrics of cpr while washing your hair for you also made you eat a spider.

Yae Miko: Made you narrate an erotic book in public.

Ei: Gave you a cockroach as a present because Yae told her that every mortal did that for their lover. She went out of her way to catch one for you and almost cried when you gave the cockroach the stink stink eye.

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