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[hellevank]

i am absolutely in love with ur writing AND with gepard landau,, can i request a first kiss fic for him? i read your kiss the girl fic for dan heng and ITS SO GOOD!! tysm in advance, take care of yourself!

teenage dream

summary ⎯ gepard knows he can't keep these feelings to himself. gepard also knows that he can never tell you about how he feels. so, he goes to the person he tells all his secrets to: serval. serval, who told pela. pela, who is determined to set you two up. and doing so, entails a bookish adventure for you to enjoy.

tana's words ⎯ i too am in love with gepard. i feel u anon. also thank u for the kind words!

tags ⎯ matchmaking (serval and pela). first kiss. pining (this should be expected). bookish!reader. bookstore owner!reader. oblivious idiots.

IT’S EXTREMELY SURPRISING TO HEAR GEPARD frantically knocking on the doors of nevermore workshop, so serval obviously had to open the doors for him.

when he entered, gepard immediately shut the doors as if he was being followed. the expression on his face was dire; he looked as if he was chased by wolves and he was being hunted down.

“gepard?” serval asked, concern dripping in her tone, “what the hell happened?”

“serval,” gepard panted. serval was getting worried; this was all irregular behavior coming from gepard, “i need help.”

gepard never asked for help. he is one of the most self-sufficient and stubborn people serval knows. he would rather stare death in the face instead of asking someone for help.

“what is it?” serval rushed by his side, “whatever you need, i got you.”

“i think i have feelings for,” gepard sighed, palm dragging across his face, “the owner of the bookstore,” he finishes quietly.

serval’s jaw dropped. it wasn’t because of the declaration of gepard’s crush. it was that he made it sound so dramatic. serval thought that he was being tracked down and was about to be sent to the madhouse.

“are you serious!” serval shoved gepard, “i thought you were about to die or something!”

gepard recoiled at serval’s shove; his sister was stronger than most people thought, “it feels like i am! every time i’m around them my heart rate quickens so much that i think i’m about to have a heart attack. i get all nervous on the inside and i can barely think with them beside me.”

aeons, gepard has definitely fallen in love with you.

“wait⎯so, where are you gonna go from here?” serval leaned on the counter, trying to process all the words her brother confessed.

“that’s the thing,” gepard sighed again. he sounded like a lovesick puppy, “i don’t know. that’s why i came here, i thought you’d be able to help.”

“um. you are aware of my past relationship with cocolia, right? i think i’m like the least qualified person you should be asking romance advice from,” serval pointed out.

“i don’t know who else i could tell,” gepard ran a hand through his hair. this was really stressing him out.

“how about you just… tell them?” serval suggested.

“no!!” gepard shook his head distraughtly, “i can’t do that. what if they don’t feel the same?”

“then it’s not meant to be,” serval said, “simple as that.”

“but it’s not,” gepard whined. serval thought he was making this a lot more complicated than it needed to be. when she was his age, she confessed her feelings to cocolia like it was nothing. they were happy until the break up anyway.

but then it donned on serval. gepard had little to no relationship experience. the only “experience” serval remembers him having was when they were children: his friend had a crush on him and tried to confessed, but gepard rejected her.

that’s why gepard was so distressed. he had no idea how to go on with this. these feelings for you? all new. what he missed out as a teenager, he is now getting as an adult.

“tell you what,” serval wrapped her arm around her brother’s shoulder, “i’ll get this sorted out. trust me. yn will never know about this,” she reassured him.

“you just go along with your guardly duties. i’ll help you,” serval grinned. she knew that she had the perfect plan. except, she couldn’t do it alone.

pela already knew about your crush on the silvermane guard captain. every time he greeted the two of you at the book store, pela practically saw the hearts in your eyes. it was sickening and disgusting, but it was cute too.

what pela didn’t know, however, was that gepard has a crush on you as well.

serval came to pela just a few minutes after gepard’s confession. she knew that she probably shouldn’t have told pela right after the conversation happened, but serval didn’t know how else to console gepard.

“so… you’re telling me that they both like each other?!” serval slammed her hands on the counter. “and they’re both too scared to confess!?”

“that’s exactly what i said, yes,” pela monotonously replied.

you knew that there couldn’t be anything between you and gepard. it was highly improbable that you, a bookstore owner, would be able to gain the captain of the silvermane guard’s interest. it seemed like something straight out of a fictional (key word: fictional) romance novel.

so you appreciated his friendship while he was around. sometimes, as a way to become closer to the captain, you’d suggest different books to him every week. despite being on the front lines quite often, he always comes back to see you. well, he comes back for the books anyway. (note: he always comes back to see you. he likes seeing you more than books).

serval groaned into her hands, “so what do we do? they both like each other but they literally can’t bear to admit it.”

pela smirked. she’s read enough romance novels to figure out what to do next.

“two words, serval,” pela smirked, “grand. gesture.”

gepard took a few deep breaths before approaching your book store. after his chat with serval, he's been distressed the entire day. he had these feelings for you storming all over his body; occasionally, they'd get so strong that it would feel like those feelings would overtake him.

he opened the door, book in hand, and greeted you formally. gepard couldn't help it: he was so nervous, he wasn't able to function straight.

"hello, captain gepard," you turned around. you were on a latter stacking books on top of bookshelves. originally, you thought it would be cool to have towering shelves, however you quickly learned that it was extremely impractical and difficult.

"i told you," gepard stood near the counter, refusing to slouch in your presence, "you can call me gepard."

"and i told you," you grunted, trying to reach a higher spot on a shelf, "to drop the formalities," you grinned to yourself.

gepard noticed your (potentially) perilous situation and quickly got near the end of the latter. in the case that you fall, at least gepard would be there to catch you.

fortunately, you made your way down the tall latter peacefully. as you descended, the sight of gepard holding down the latter for you made you flush. it was the bare minimum, but it still made your heart speed up.

when he reached out his hand to guide you down (it was out of instinct), you gave him a warm smile. it looked easy on the outside, but you were burning up on the inside. similarly, gepard had the same reaction. for you, he'd do anything.

"thank you," you held onto his hand for a little longer. once you realized what you were doing you quickly recoiled your hand away and apologized. gepard wished your hand was still entwined with his; he wanted to hold onto to the feeling of your hand in his. gepard wanted to trace patterns on your hands, wanted to feel every part of them.

as an attempt to dissipate the tension (it was making you nervous), you decided to ask gepard for help. "we had a busy day yesterday. a best seller recently came out; people were storming the shelves. good for my profit but not good for my sanity," you let out an airy laugh, "would you mind helping me clean up?"

realizing what you just did (asking the captain of the silvermane guards for help) you quickly added, "unless you're busy! then i'll be okay. you can leave. i'll be fine," you rambled.

gepard parted his lips, almost as if he was about to say something. how could you ever think he wouldn't make time for you? even so, he'd deploy a few other guards if you needed help. he'd make sure your needs were met as soon as possible.

he reached his arm out; his hands were close to your collarbone. then he reached back, scared of what would happen next. how silly. the captain of the silvermane guards was not scared of no monster, but of rejection of the one he likes.

"i'll stay for anything," gepard blurted. you were taken aback for a second, but then once you realized what he had just said, you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and covertly pinched yourself to make sure that whatever was happening was not a dream.

gepard didn't intend to add, "anything," to his sentence. but his mind was thinking it, and then it just accidentally came out. he meant what he said though. if the bluntness of his voice didn't show his sincerity, the blush that was slowly grazing his face probably did.

"thank you, gepard," you bit the inside of your lip to keep yourself from beaming too hard. you had to turn away from the captain once again, for your smile at his words would be too embarrassing to show. how silly of you to act so giddy and childish at one simple word.

gepard thinks he could hear you say his name a million times, and he would never get bored. he wants to hear his name on your lips as if it were a mantra; you've said his name a few times before, and each time he swears he gets more and more addicted to the sound.

"how about i start on the right and you'll start on the left. that way, we'll both finish in the middle!" you clapped your hands together. you gave gepard a reassuring smile.

you two started on opposite sides, but how gepard wished that you two would be closer. however, there are positives to this situation. gepard can brainstorm ideas for the "grand gesture" pela and serval texted him about.

gepard already had ideas in mind. he just needed to figure out the material for them. he obviously will not tear out papers from a book; that will cause more harm than good (for you and gepard; he cares about books).

while gepard was planning, you were blushing. you still couldn't believe he actually stayed with you. surely, there are more important deeds than helping out a leisurely bookstore owner. and this was the most boring task ever: organizing books. yet, gepard was still here. and he was only a few feet away from you.

you turned back to observe gepard; you wanted to see if you had trapped him in a boring task or not. to your surprise, gepard seemed to be enjoying this. he would flip through pages of various books, spend time reading the summaries; gepard would even go as far to reading the first few pages of some books.

gepard liked to read. at first, he started coming to the bookstore to fetch some books for pela. however, after he met you, he began to adopt a newfound interest in books that he never had before. he read some of pela's books, discovered that he did not like them, and went to browse for more. that's when you came up. you thought you had talked his entire ear off that entire morning; you went on and on and on about what kind of books he would like.

you tried to ignore him afterwards; you even offered the books for free because you were so embarrassed. but gepard kept coming back. your recommendations impressed him: gepard had never met anyone who was so meticulous at their craft. and he loved hearing you talk. he loved your rambles, your rants, your reviews. maybe that was the first sign.

gepard caught your gaze as he turned around. he had the same motivation as you: he wanted to see how you were faring in this task. did you miss the proximity you had before? are you flustered as well? do you like him too?

you two were both staring at each other, thoughts racing, until you shouted, "see something you like?" to break the tension.

gepard thought the question was a taunt at first; similar to asking, "like what you see?"

"no!" he abruptly shouted, trying to hide the fact that he was just staring at you. and then he realized the real meaning of your question: he was browsing the books with such intensity. the truth was, he was trying to find your favorite books. you've informed him about them before, always on your bookish rants. he was going to use them for his gesture later on.

thinking that he now looks like an idiot, gepard tries to save himself by shouting back, "i mean⎯ yes! i do. these books are nice," he tried to cover up.

you seemed not to register his mistake, as you tell him, "whatever you want, it's on the house. for your work today. it'll be on the house for life!" you put some books on some shelves and move closer to the middle.

gepard shook his head and chuckled, "you've always given books to me for free." he put some books back and continued around the room.

"are you complaining?" you raised an eyebrow, "what if i just kept a tab on you this entire time? and you never knew?" more books get put away.

"then i'd rightfully pay you back," gepard wholeheartedly responded, "or i'd arrest you," he joked.

you mock-gasped, "for what?" you're getting closer to the middle now.

stealing my heart, the intrusive part of gepard's mind thought. he'd been hanging out with serval too much; he would never say that. gepard internally cringed.

"false advertising," he moved closer to the middle, “i don't know," he smiled to himself. gepard doesn't think he would have the heart to arrest you.

you blushed at hearing the captain lost on amendments. the captain wouldn't know how to arrest you. is this flirting? or are you reading too much into it?

you don't know if the heat on the back of your neck is from gepard's words or the sun shining so brightly on the back of your neck. you stack some more books on shelves; you've now reached the middle. you're having trouble reaching one of the shelves, but you're too lost in your thoughts to even think about that.

in fact, you're too lost in your thoughts that you don't even notice the warmth disappear from the back of your neck. your cheeks are still warm, so you are still blushing. your struggles with the tall bookshelf are lost when you feel a hand over yours.

"i'll take that," gepard quietly mumbles. it's so quiet that you didn't hear it at first.

on instinct, you turn towards him. when you looked at the position the both of you were in, you noticed that you were caged against him. you were caged against the captain of the silvermane guards. against a bookshelf.

gepard towered over you. his body was centimeters closer to fully pressing on you. his breath was fanning on your face. you could see every detail of his face from your view from below. your hands were so close to grazing his chest, so you immediately slapped them to your sides. you gulp, you start to breath quicker, and you feel like you're about to combust.

you swallowed, trying not to move. you were frozen in place as you tried not to disturb gepard. you gaped at him as he was working to organize the books, not noticing the position the two of you were in.

when gepard finished, he gave a sigh of relief. he underestimated your job: if you had to do this every day, you were probably stronger than some of his soldiers. when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by your wide eyes staring right into his.

he was breath-taken by your beauty. the look in your eyes as you look into his was captivating. gepard needed it framed. the way your lips parted made him go feral; his heart stuttered with every second he looked at you.

his arm was pinned above your head. your bodies were so close that you kept focusing on the rise and fall of gepard’s chest. the way his expression scanned yours made you want to quiver against him.

you said the first sentence, “hard work?” your tone was breathless. you were still trying to catch your breath.

“yeah,” he sighed, still not noticing the way your bodies curved into each other, “hard work.”

“did i waste your time?” you whispered. it was quiet, like you were ashamed of your actions. you looked down at his chest rather than his face.

“no,” gepard leaned in, trying to hear your voice one more time. he tilted your head up slightly with his fingers so you could look at him, “you’d never.”

silence crippled the room. it was just you and gepard, the two of you leaning oh-so-close together that your lips were nearly about to touch. a part of you wanted to lean into him; you wanted to pull him closer and closer until you were both out of breath.

but that was delusional. that was something straight out of romance novels, and your life was anything but.

gepard leaned in closer on purpose. he gave into temptation and wanted to feel your lips on his. he wanted to grab you by the waist and pull you so tightly into him. he wanted this: he wanted your kiss, he wanted your insight, he wanted you.

but with gepard, want is not something one could have. especially one like him.

“i’m sorry,” he abruptly let go, “i’m⎯i think, i have something i need to do,” he took a few steps back away from you, leaving about three feet in distance. quite the opposite from how you two were positioned a few seconds ago.

“oh,” you let go immediately. “i’m sorry! i didn’t know,” you quickly ran to the other side of the room. you wanted to hide from embarrassment.

“not your fault!” gepard shouted as he headed for the exit, “goodbye mx yn!”

you didn’t bother to say goodbye as you slammed the door shut after he left. what just happened was mortifying. the position you two were in? the way you two gradually leaned closer to each other? no wonder he ran away, you thought, you must’ve scared him off.

oh, if only you knew how wrong you were.

you didn't see gepard for a week after the incident. he hadn't come into the bookstore at all the entire week. however, that also could've been your fault: you've been in and out of the bookstore for the past week. if you faced gepard after the incident (you've dubbed), you'd probably apologize and beg for forgiveness.

but still, wouldn't he come in and leave a note? wouldn't he at least stop by once? did you scare him off that badly? the more you thought about it, the more you thought about becoming a hermit.

you'd thought you terrified him and ruined your friendship (and any future hope of a relationship) until flowers appeared on the counter of the bookstore. your assistant refused to let you know who they were from.

you bent down and eyed the pot of flowers sitting on the counter. they were your favorite color: pink. you had to admit, they were gorgeous. they looked well grown, as if these were from a master gardener. the flowers bloomed perfectly, each petal reaching out for the sun.

the message of the flowers also intrigued you. begonias are the flowers that symbolizes knowledge and deep thoughts. whoever gifted these to you must have been very observant or they wanted to be your intern.

"did someone come by asking to be my intern?" you stood up and put your hands on your hips. your lip twisted in thought. you were a bit preoccupied at the moment; the bookstore was getting exceptionally busy and (with your whole gepard crisis going on) you didn't think you were fit to be a mentor at the moment.

"no," your assistant shook her head. you leaned back on the counter, wondering why (and who) would gift you flowers on such a strange day. you already knew it wasn't gepard, due to the awkward tension surrounding the both of you right now, so you had a big list to narrow down.

"but," your assistant continued, "someone dropped off this letter with the flowers. they told me to give it to you after you saw the flowers," your assistant handed you the letter.

it was very formal, the letter. it's envelope was very extravagant, fit for someone with high standards. the stamp was still warm, meaning that this letter had been written recently. you tore open the envelope to reveal it's contents.

yn,

please do me the honor of accompanying me to everwinter cafe tonight. i would really appreciate seeing you there.

gl

"g.l." you paused, "as in green lantern?!" you asked your assistant, wide eyes and all. "who is trying to cosplay as a superhero to talk to me? this is insane. did i owe someone a book or something? charged them extra?" you panicked.

your assistant frowned at your idiocy. who else could 'gl' entail to besides gepard landau? "what if it's the captain," your assistant urged on, nudging your shoulder.

"it couldn't be the captain," you jolted. does your assistant know? "we barely even talk," you try to reason.

"he comes in here nearly every day," your assistant counters, "if not every day, be it every other day," they sighed.

"he just comes in to look at books," you placed the flowers in a safe space in the shelves. "we don't converse as often as you think."

"you talk every day," you assistant drags on. "you're telling me that the two of you have no relations whatsoever?"

"we⎯it's complicated," you sighed, "long story short, it could never be the captain," you looked down at the plant. even if it was gepard, what was he doing? sending anonymous flowers? cryptic notes? why couldn't he just talk to you?

"you should go," your assistant encouraged, "you never know. it could be the captain or it could be another potential secret admirer."

"you think?" you raised an eyebrow. your assistant nodded in response.

you looked at the flowers one more time. though you wished it was gepard who sent them, you knew it was probably someone else trying to flatter you into taking them in as an intern. but as you stared at the begonias, no other thoughts beside gepard consumed your mind

it was late when you walked to everwinter cafe. tonight was not a particularly chilly night, but belobog's slight chill was ever present.

you walked around aimlessly, trying to walk slowly so you can prolong the sight of your "intern." you tried to focus on other things as you walked past, such as the plants and heaters surrounding the city. it's wondrous how things such as plants are still able to flourish in times like these.

as you viewed your surroundings, you saw a note placed on a lamppost close to the cafe. it read, "'i know you're working. i wanted to be somewhere...' safe? familiar? comfortable? 'near you.'

you automatically knew which book that quote was from. book lovers by emily henry. it was your favorite romance book; you've raved about it many times with gepard.

as you continued, you saw another note, "'if you saw yourself the way other people see you, you'd never doubt again.' 'how do people see me?' 'like you're the most beautiful, most remarkable, thing they've ever seen."

you must admit, you blushed a little bit while internally reading that. the only reason you blushed was that because you discussed that quote with gepard. you were talking about the 'twisted' series and how it had it's pros and cons with gepard, and this quote was one of the pros.

another read, "'who are they? the best part of my day.'"

another, "books she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives."

and the last, "'favorite word?' 'you.'"

you quickly noticed that these were all quotes from your favorite books. these are books you've only discussed and rambled about with one person: gepard. you'd never thought he would've actually read these books. let alone, you'd never thought gepard would also quote them.

with slightly more hope than before, you ran up to everwinter cafe.

"did you get my message?" gepard stood tall in front of you. you couldn't look into his eyes and it was killing him.

"your letter? yes, i did. and your flowers too. they were beautiful," you rocked back and forth on your heels.

"thank you, i grew them myself," he gave you a soft smile. you wanted to talk about how he managed to even grow such beautiful flowers, but how could you talk to him if you couldn't even look at him in the eyes? "but, did you get my message?"

you looked down at the many notes in your hand. it turns out gepard had left notes after all, "oh yes. i did," you blushed at the obvious context of the quotes. "all my favorite books."

"yeah," gepard spoke breathlessly, as if all of his air had run out after he started speaking to you, "but did you get my message?" he looked at your face for any type of indication: whether you liked him back, hated him, or had no strong feelings towards him. his eyes darted throughout your face, and the sight made you slightly flustered. he was leaning over you, and you thought you saw his eyes graze over your lips.

then it donned on you. the flowers. the letter. the sneaking out at night. the romantic context of all the quotes. the way all the quotes were from your favorite books that you've only talked about with him. the way gepard has admired and remembered every single thing about you. your stomach dropped as you realized gepard had been feeling the same things you have felt for him this entire time. your heart pounded in your chest as you finally met his eyes in the pale moonlight.

"yes," you swiftly exhaled. it was like all your hidden feelings for gepard were compacted in your chest, and when you finally breathed, they were all let out. it was like all your troubles were leaving you, "i did."

"and..." gepard trailed off, now failing to meet you in the eyes. he was terrified of your rejection; your opinion was one of the things that mattered most to him. before, he regarded it was his passion for the people, but now he recognizes that he was just passionate for you. "did you like it?"

"i loved it," you smiled; it wasn't just a soft smile this time, like the ones you've always given him. it was a big smile: loud and talkative, much like you. one smile could convey so much.

but you still had thoughts, "i didn't need all of this though," you grabbed his hand for reassurance. you were in range of his lips. you could close the gap right now.

gepard froze; your words and your touch made him tense. he was finally able to look you in the eye, having prepared himself for iminent rejection and was ready to leave. whatever you needed, he would do.

"what do you need?" gepard asked frantically. "whatever you need, i will give it to you. whether it be space or never seeing me again."

what you needed? you needed his thoughts, his opinions, his reassurance. you needed his touch on a cold night, you needed his arm around you when you were cold, you needed to feel him beside you on nights similar to this. you needed everything that he was.

"i need you," you whispered up on his lips. "right now."

and gepard swore the entirety of everwinter city heard his heart drop to the ground. he was sure that you could feel his heart pounding in his chest after you said those five words. only five words, yet gepard felt like he was going insane. he was going insane for you: your touch, your mind, your words, your entirety.

gepard removed his hand from yours for just one second, using it to tip your chin up so you could be in his view. in the pale moonlight, you were gorgeous. to be fair, you were always gorgeous, but something about tonight extenuated your beauty.

"can i⎯"

"don't even ask," you cut him off, leaning into him.

the kiss was soft and sweet at first. the feeling of your lips pressed onto his was heavenly: gepard felt ten times stronger with you than with anything else. it was gentle and tender.

but when you tugged your arms around his neck, all restraint went out the window.

gepard moved his hand from your chin to your waist, pulling you closer into him. it was bold for his first kiss, but who could blame him when you're holding onto to him so tightly?

you threaded your hands through his hair as he kissed you feverishly. his hands on your waist made you want to combust into him. you were standing on your toes at this point; if you tried to stand any taller, gepard was about to lift you up into the air.

when you finally stopped to breath, all that was left in the air was your love and the light from the sky.

"was i your first kiss?" you asked him coyly, arms still wrapped around his neck.

gepard blushed and you immediately knew his answer to your question. you stood up one more time to give him one more quick kiss.

yes, you were his first kiss. and gepard wished for more to come.

i need a week off after this fic i swear to god

[hellevank]

𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖! drabble

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𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: mentions of squirting (like one), petnames (baby, princess), riding, fem!reader (female anatomy mentioned), unprotected sex

You feel lightheaded as your movements on top of the strongest sorcerer begin to falter. Looking down, you gaze at where both of you meet. You keep his cock inside of you, panting like a dog from riding him. Cowboy is fun they said, try it they said. You want to roll your eyes but you can barely even keep them open. As your arms start to feel like jelly, you collapse onto his chest, breathing unevenly through your nose. Unable to hold your weight, you snake your arms around his neck and squish your cheek against his collarbone, looking away from Gojo Satoru.

“Sat-to-ru I ca-can’t!” panting, you slowly catch your breath, wiggling your hips, feeling him inside you. The next moment, you feel his arms trace your thighs, ass, and eventually, they wrap around your lower back. A warm breath grazes your ears and you hear him chuckle softly.

“It’s okay baby, let me take care of you.” At this instant, his hips snap up to meet yours, a loud clap echoes in the dark room. You let out a loud gasp, eyes shooting open but quickly faltering close once more as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Satoru continues to thrust upwards, groaning into your ear. “Fuck yeah princess, take this cock, fuuuck.” You hear his breathing become unsteady, whining and higher pitched moans erupt from his mouth, straight into your ear. His thrust became sloppier, at times, his cock would slip out of your pussy, slick sticking to your thighs and dripping onto his. Reaching a hand down your ass, he would grab his dick and quickly stuff it back into your pussy, his other hand stretching your lips to ease it in.

“H-holy fuck Sato-r-ru!! I’m gonna fucking cu-um!” You squeal into his neck, your back arching downwards causing the tip of Satoru’s cock to brush the spot inside of you. Your left hand worms its way into Satoru’s hair and tug on it as you squirt on his abdomen. His pace quickens as he reaches his own climax. You hear his moans become high pitched and with one last thrust, you feel him cum inside of you.

[hellevank]

Hiii! 14 with Toge please!

hi love, sure! thank you so much for requesting :)<3 this one is slightly angsty but also very fluffy lol. i hope you like it!

40 things you said ask prompt now closed.

14. things you said after you kissed me.

Warnings: mentions of blood. female pronouns, no female bodied descriptions though.

“Toge?”

You almost feel dizzy at the intense love that rushes to your heart at the sight of Inumaki Toge kneeling in front of you, his pretty, pretty lilac eyes filling up with unshed tears. Feeling a weak smile making its way on your face at the sight of your boyfriend, you raise your blood stained hand to his handsome face. You think you’re gonna miss it.

Toge then kisses you, his moves so sudden and harsh you think it will bruise both of your lips, like he’s trying to push all the words he can’t say into your mouth with his tongue. I’m not leaving you, he tries to let you know, tears falling from his eyes to your cheeks, he tries to make you understand. His hands twitch, nervously taking hold of your waist, desperate fingers squishing you tightly to his chest. Maybe if he pulls you close enough, you’ll feel his heart trying to beat all his words left unsaid into you. Trying to beat for you. Are you going to be alright?

He slumps in relief when you start kissing him back, moving your lips ever so softly over his if only to slow him down, your own tongue delicately touching your boyfriend’s, trying to soothe all his worries. I’ll be okay, you dweeb.

Then you remember you’re the one who can actually say it, so you do. “Hey,” you pull away from his needy lips, breaths ragged and foreheads touching, and your eyes crinkle fondly at the corners after he chases your lips for one, two more pecks. You don’t think you feel any pain no more. “I wouldn’t complain any other day, but I don’t think leaving me breathless is gonna help my case here, dummy.”

But you’re so close to him you can see the uneasiness in his eyes still, so you pacify him, hands dropping from Toge’s face to his hands. You squeeze them as strongly as you can manage, giving him a fragile smile. “We’ll be alright.”

Later that night, when you’re already safe in the dorms and in bed for the day, showered and patched up- feeling dozy from the pain pills, you’re sleepily facetiming your boyfriend about today’s mission. But your eyes widen and you gasp when an unexpected thought occurs to you. “Toge, that was our first kiss-! No, no, that was my first kiss! You stole it from me!”

You watch his cheeks turn from their usual pale state into an apple-crimson color, and you’re sure yours are starting to look the same. You can feel your heart thumping loudly inside your chest because of his silence, so you don’t tease him for the slip.

Yet once the words settle in, Toge’s quick to smile shamelessly- his eyes lighting up even if they looked heavy with drowsiness just a second ago. He raises his hands to gleefully signal you, “Of course I was your first kiss, I’m your first boyfriend- and the last one, may I add,” he chuckles, and you see through your screen how the cursed lines around his mouth stretch while he wears an unapologetic smile, puffing out his chest. You can’t be fake mad at him anymore. He looks down right giddy, openly proud of himself for kissing you, but you don’t miss the almost shy way his fingers hurriedly work to tell you something that made you bashfully smile in return, “and I know you liked it, so how about I do it again?”

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— kilig ; inumaki t.

character — inumaki toge

summary — “kilig” (noun) a feeling of exhilaration or elation caused by an exciting or romantic experience.

note — i'm having a inumaki brainrot whenever @/avocath0 on ig posts inumaki fanarts, he just looks so pretty and i just wagsjdshdjd you know? anyways i love him i wanna give him lots of kisses. also not proofread i wrote this at like 2am-ish?

weekends rolled in slowly, like a cat stretching out itself across sunlit floorboards after a long nap.

warm, golden stripes of sunlight as you and your boyfriend, inumaki sat under a table with a large umbrella. he decided to surprise you today, dragging you off to the famous onigiri place he has been buzzing about.

you two are just waiting for it to be served along with some other food the restaurant was offering, as you both sipped your bubble tea.

you were staring at him tap on his phone before he looked up and faced it towards you.

“you look really pretty.” it said.

heat crept to your face, “thanks, toge. you looked really cute today.”

he had the same blush as you on his face when he turned his phone back to himself. he faced it back to you again once he's done typing.

“how do you like the place so far?”

“it's really nice here,” you nodded, “and i like the spot you picked, we can enjoy the view while we eat.”

inumaki couldn't help but smile at that, his dimples showing on his cheeks as his eyes crinkled. he looks so cute, you just wanna...

before you knew it, you had leaned over the table and kissed him on his cheek right where his mark is.

you pulled away, surprised with what you just did. inumaki looks just as surprised, and if it's possible, his face got even redder. he hid his face behind his phone, hiking his shoulders up.

you couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. even after dating for so long, he still becomes a mess when you initiate physical affections. he has assured you time and again that he likes it, he just gets overwhelmed with feelings sometimes.

“sorry, toge. you just looked so adorable!” you laughed, gently pulling down one of his hands holding the phone and lifting his chin up to make him look at you.

he began to type furiously at his phone, glancing to you and the device every now and then. he would start to type before erasing it and starting again, unable to form his thoughts from what you just did.

“take your time, babe.” you teased, head resting on your hand as you watched him struggle to come up with words.

he's always the one teasing you, it's fun to see him get flustered for a change.

after what felt like eternity, he finally slid his phone on the table towards you – turning his head to hide the blush and his smile.

“can you do that again?”

you chuckled at what he said before leaning over the table once again to peck his marks, turning his head to kiss the other side and lastly, cupping both his cheeks and pressing a tender kiss on his lips.

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they accidentally confess to you over text

anime: jujutsu kaisen

characters: itadori yuji, fushiguro megumi, inumaki toge

a/n: just realised i put two different movies in itadori's one, just go with "train to busan" pls :((

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his love language / toge inumaki x gn!reader / headcanons

- toge’s love language is definitely touch

- he doesn’t really have the option to tell you how he feels, so he has to make do with what he’s got

- and he gets real good at it, and you come to understand what certain touches mean

Keep reading

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inumaki and the beach trip

i dont really fancy myself much of an author but i just finished watching jjk and i am simply obsessed with inumaki. so down bad, i can’t even help it. working on writing a few other things now, and i’ve opened up submissions for toge drabbles because it’s so fun to imagine life with this sweetie!

inumaki x f!reader

sooo fluffy, mostly sfw?

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The first and second years at Jujutsu High had earned themselves a well-deserved three-day weekend. What a better way to spend the weekend than in a beach house by the ocean, right? You all packed into two cars and hit the road. First years in one car, and all the second years in a minivan.

Maki was driving, of course, Yuta accompanying her in the passenger seat, Panda stretching out in the middle row, and you and Toge sharing the back row. It didn’t take long before Maki and Panda began bickering about directions and which route would get you there fastest. You and Toge shared a knowing look, amused by your peers’ typical behavior.

Soon, you settled into reading your book while Toge scrolled through his phone. Then, you noticed Toge looking at you intently. “Tuna tuna,” he gestured toward his phone,  his brows scrunching together in discontent. Even with his nose and mouth covered, you could see his dismay that you weren’t responding to the memes he was texting you.

“Alright, alright,” you playfully rolled your eyes, closing your book and pulling your phone out. There were some memes, which made you giggle, but he’d also thrown in an array of adorable puppy pictures which, of course, made you swoon. “Oh my God, Toge! These pups are soooo cute,” you smiled at him, beaming. “This one is really cute,” you showed him your phone, “I think I’m going to make it my new background!”

His ears turned red at your enthusiasm and he quickly nodded his head in acknowledgment, “Salmon.” He loved to make you smile, and he’d secretly been saving up cute animal pictures to send you, but he hadn’t expected you to enjoy the pictures so much. Toge cleared his throat then spoke up again, “Tuna mayo.” He pat the seat between the two of you and offered you one of his headphones.

You scooted over and gleefully took his headphone so you two could watch TikToks together. The movement of the car caused your knees to bump together, and in order to look at his phone, your shoulder pressed tightly against his. Eventually, the events of the past week began to catch up with you and you found yourself yawning. You did your best to try to hide your yawn from Toge, but he noticed immediately. “Mustard leaf,” he furrowed his brow, putting his phone away.

“Toge it’s fine! I want to keep watching TikToks with you,” you pleaded, looking into his clear, violet eyes.

“Bonito flakes,” Toge procured a blanket from the seat pocket in front of him, unfolded it, and quickly began to tuck you into the blanket. You tried to protest, and the two of you went back and forth between him placing the blanket snugly over your shoulders  and you shrugging it off with a huff, giggling the whole time. Eventually you tried to wrap him in the blanket instead, and you found yourselves both under the blanket together. “Salmon.” Toge found this agreeable. His victorious smile reached his eyes.

“Don’t act so contempt, I’m not sleeping anytime soon. You can get your phone back out,” You told him, your eyes still glimmering with amusement. Toge shifted in his seat, but instead of reaching for his phone, his hand made its way over to yours under the blanket. It was a simple, playful, and comforting gesture. The two of you usually held hands on missions if you got frightened, but it was uncommon for you to do it in a more casual setting, you weren’t complaining though. He laid his hand on top of yours and his fingers clumsily intertwined with yours under the blanket. You gently stroked his thumb with yours in acknowledgement. His touch made butterflies rise up in your stomach, although you were used to it.

When his gaze finally met yours again, his ears red, you became deeply aware of all the areas the two of you were touching: The side of your thighs firmly pressed together, the weight of his hand on top of yours, and his sturdy shoulder against your arm, stabilizing you anytime there was a bump in the road. “Salmon salmon,” he told you contentedly, smiling at you to convey how he appreciates your touch.

“Thanks, Toge,” you smiled sweetly at him, “This is lovely.” He grinned back at you, his eyes crinkling as he gazed upon your face.

You stifled a yawn again and Toge’s smile quickly turned to a frown. “Bonito flakes,” he muttered at you. He took his free hand, reached over you, and gently guided your head to his shoulder. He emitted a sigh of pleasure, letting his hands linger on your silky hair for a few moments longer to make sure you weren’t going anywhere.

“I’ll close my eyes, but I’m not sleeping!” You pouted. You both knew you were lying. As you closed your eyes, you felt his hair lightly brush against your cheekbone. You could hear his steady breathing over the sounds of the road and your friends, and you could feel his thumb tracing delicate circles on your thumb. Under the plush blanket, knowing that Toge was there for you, you couldn’t help but fall asleep. When Toge noticed your breathing deepen, he sat as still as possible, wanting to make sure you got as much quality sleep as you could. He didn’t dare breathe too deep, laugh too much at your friends’ antics, or even say anything.

You awoke to Toge gently shaking you. “Kelp,” he greeted you with a warm smile. You guys had arrived at the beach house and the hustle and bustle began immediately as Maki ordered everyone to unpack the minivan. Toge felt bad for not waking you sooner, seeing you frantically launch out of your seat and into the action, but you were so peaceful sleeping that he couldn’t bear to wake you until the very last moment. He was intoxicated by the way you smelled when you were intimately close to him, and it lingered on his clothes pleasantly as he helped unpack.

“Alright, well I guess this is it,” you said, dropping the last of your bags with a loud thud next to the couch in the living room. Everyone else got a bedroom, but you’d lost a bet to Panda and Maki so you were the one being forced to sleep on the couch.

Everyone dispersed to their rooms and you grabbed your swimsuit to change in the bathroom. You had barely even begun changing, just having taken off your shirt and in the process of putting on your bikini top when you heard the doorknob rattle. You could barely even react before you saw Toge standing there, eyes wide as he registered that he was looking at your partially nude torso. Stunned, you blushed and turned around as Toge quickly closed the door and left. Gosh, you’d sworn you’d locked it.

Meanwhile, Toge fled back to his room in embarrassment. He tried his best to not think about your body, but the more he tried to forget, the more he kept thinking about it. You looked so gorgeous and soft, and it made him want to hold you again. He grunted in frustration then hears a knock at his door. “Toge, you ok?” Yuta asked from the other side.

“Salmon,” Toge quickly responded, hastily passing Yuta on the way out the door. He found that everyone had been waiting for him, which just made him even more flustered.

“Toge,” you approached him hastily as the five of you started walking to the beach. “Did you-“

“Bonito flakes,” he answered quickly, not looking at you at all, as if not looking at you could help him forget what your figure looked like. The incident was forgotten soon enough as the two of you began chasing each other up and down the beach and in and out of the water in a perpetual game of tag.

As the sun set, you all gathered on the beach to watch it as you ate the food Panda grilled. Toge was sitting right next to you, and the two of you giggled as you teased one another and shared food. You playfully punched his arm when he stole the last of the chips from your paper plate. Eventually, a serendipitous moment of quiet fell over the group as everyone stared in awe at the array of colors stretched across the sky, clouds weaving in and out of nature’s mosaic of sky. Toge took the moment to slowly scoot his hand over in the sand to rest on top of yours. You responded in turn by resting your head on his shoulder with a warm smile. No mission and twice in one day? You could get used to this.

Once you had headed in for the evening, you made a beeline to the bathroom, trying to beat everyone else so you could do your skincare routine and hop in bed first. You succeeded, but upon return to the living room, you found that your belongings were no longer there. You searched around and Toge sheepishly appeared, carrying his own luggage and plopping it down next to the couch.

“Salmon cod roe,” Toge gestured down the hallway where his room was.

“No way! I lost that bet with Panda fair and square, I don’t mind sleeping on the couch. It’s just two nights, I swear I’ll be fine.” You walked over and tried to pick up his luggage, but he effortlessly retrieved it from your hands. “You need to sleep, too, come on!”

“Bonito flakes!” He protested, shaking his head. You quickly dove and grabbed his luggage, then made a run for it down the hall and into his room.

“Ikura!” He cursed, chasing after you. As soon as you were grabbing your bags, Toge was in the room right behind you and closed the door. He stood in front of it and crossed his arms firmly. “Bonito flakes.”

You tried to wrestle him to get to the doorknob, but in one swift motion he had you dropping your luggage and was carrying you princess style to the bed. He placed you on the bed and began tucking you in, but you kicked your legs and messed up the sheets.

“Toge! You’re not sleeping on that couch. You have this nice big bed in here, you get your beauty rest,” you said as you sat up.

Toge rapidly pulled his phone out of his pocket with a cocky smile. He typed something and passed his phone to you. ‘You don’t need to sleep on the couch. I’ll sleep in here if you do. No funny business.’

“Really, it’s fine,” you tried to assure him. “I’ll re-make the bed for you.” You considered his words in your head, no funny business? You weren’t sure if you were relieved or disappointed. You knew either way it would be nerve-wracking to sleep in the same bed as him, and you honestly probably would’ve slept better on the couch. But, you didn’t want Toge to worry about you so you figured you could tolerate one night of sleeplessness, then try to compromise to sleep on the couch the next night.

“Bonito flakes,” he points to his phone again, eyebrows raised, reiterating his message and waiting for an answer.

“Ugh, fine,” you groaned. “But I’m going to go to the couch in the morning so nobody sees. Maki and Panda might kill me if they think I’m not honoring the bet. And besides, we wouldn’t want them to think anything…” You trailed off, and he silently helped you fix the covers, smiling contentedly to himself. He didn’t care what the others thought as long as you were taken care of. You both crawled into your respective sides of the bed. Toge took off his face covering and reached over to turn off the light.

“Wait,” you told him, “Look at me.” He obeyed, looking over at you inquisitively. You studied the sigil by his mouth carefully. You didn’t get to see it often, but it seemed so elegant to you. You couldn’t help yourself from gently tracing the shape of them with your pointer finger, feeling the electric energy they held. He lowered his head to the pillow next to you, his gaze softening and a blush spreading across his cheeks and nose. “So pretty,” you whispered in awe.

He hesitantly took your hand in his and slowly returned it to the pillow. He rested his hand on your cheek carefully and began tracing the same shapes of his seal around your mouth with his thumb. “Salmon?” He asked, checking in with you.

You nodded and focused on the sensation of the pad of his finger nearing the corner of your mouth. Instead of skipping to the other side, though, his thumb wandered across your lower lip, stopping in the middle where your lip was plumpest, admiring its rosiness and softness. You subconsciously parted your lips as the two of you continued looking into each others’ eyes.

Toge mouthed the words, “Pretty, too,” he paused, but you could tell he had more to say, “All of you.”

You blushed and tried to hide your face but he delicately kept it in place to continue looking at in amazement. He was firm, but still held you as if you were a fragile object, afraid to break you. “Thank you, Toge.“ You smiled at him, your lip stretching under his thumb.

The two of you were close, an inch or so between your noses. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest and you wondered if he could somehow feel it through the mattress. Toge gingerly closed the gap between your faces pressing a tender kiss on your lips for a few brief seconds.

You take a moment to catch your breath, then his name breathily passes through your lips. “Toge,” you start shyly, “Can we turn the lights off?”

He nods, and deftly goes to turn off the lamp, beginning to worry that he’s done something wrong. When he lies back down, you’re still right there next to him, though, trying to make out his features in the darkness.

“Toge,” you murmur his name again. He turns his head to you and you tentatively peck him on the lips. “I want to kiss you more, but you’re making me blush.” He thinks it’s adorable how he made you shy, but he wishes you knew there is little you could do to make him see you as anything less than beautiful. He was just grateful you wanted to kiss him, too, it would’ve made an awkward evening and rest of the trip if you hadn’t.

He places his hand on your cheek again, feeling the warmth underneath his palm. His thumb rests along your jaw and he confidently brings his face back to yours, kissing you deeply. This time, it’s more intense, more urgent. You tangle your fingers in his platinum hair and wrap a leg around his hips to pull him even closer to you. He responds by intensely sucking on your lower lip and giving it a little nibble, releasing a soft moan from your throat.

Encouraged by your moan, his lips part with yours and he presses kisses all along your cheeks and nose, along your jaw, then finally on your neck. His lips massage the sensitive skin of your neck as he gently nips and sucks at it, creating love bites. Your breath quickens and you can’t help from gasping with pleasure.

“W-wait, what if you leave marks? I’ll have to cover them up,” you say even don’t want him to stop. He can tell from your body language and tone of voice what you truly want, so he doesn’t stop.

“Bonito flakes,” he objects, lips brushing against your earlobe, and you giggle. It’s loud and clear he doesn’t care who sees. He’s liked you for so long and now here you are, finally in his arms kissing him and holding him tighter with every passing second, your soft body nestled against his, warming his soul.

You continue making out until you’re not certain you can stay awake much longer. You twirl a piece of his hair in your finger, releasing your lips from his reluctantly. He understands immediately and wraps his arm around you, pulling your head onto his chest. You rest your hand on his chest, too, and he eagerly intertwines his own fingers with it, holding your hand close to his heart as if it would make you feel all the affection he has for you. The sound of his heartbeat and the steady rise and fall of his chest lull you to sleep with a soft smile.

You sleep so soundly you don’t end up making your way to the couch in the morning. Instead, you awaken to a loud shout from Panda, who is upset that you seem to have shirked from your losing bet punishment. Toge is already awake and stroking your hair, still holding your hand with his other hand. When he looks at you as you wake up, his gaze softens in adoration. You hear Panda knock on Maki’s door next door, and you’re certain she’ll be upset too. Your prediction is all but confirmed by an angry yell from Maki coming through the wall.

“Toge!” You whisper loudly, shooting him a look of sheer panic. He shrugs nonchalantly. You release his hand and playfully punch his chest, “That’s not helpful!” He feigns pain and takes your hand in his once more, returning things the way he feels they should be. You hear Panda and Maki knocking at Toge’s door and before you know it, they’ve barged in.

“Have you seen Y/N, I’m gonna kill-!”

“I think Y/N’s gone missing, maybe we-!”

They both stop mid sentence when they comprehend what they’re seeing. You cower under the covers and pull them up to your chin, deathly afraid of Maki and trying to hide evidence of your make out session. Maki flees immediately, but you can hear her calling for the rest of your peers to tell them what she’s seen. “Good morning, y/n. Good morning, Toge!” Panda walks over to the bed, gives Toge a fist bump, then leaves, shutting the door behind him.

“Salmon,” Toge says to you with a sweet tone, although his face conveys nothing but contempt.

“Yeah, yeah, ok, you told me so-“ Your sentence is cut off by Toge kissing you, and you smile, pulling your darling boy closer. You can hear shouts and hollers down the hall, which must be the reactions to the news, but Toge keeps kissing you as if it’s the only thing that matters to him in the moment (it is). He gently pulls the sheets down below your neck, admiring his artwork from the night before. He tenderly touches the marks one by one, and smiling with approval, says, “Salmon.”

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I’m so sorry to the people who followed me for things that I’m no longer obsessed with. Remember I appreciate you.

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i honestly dk how my phone is handling genshin rn n it's lagging rly bad but im so excited for inazuma it's hella pretty too 😭😭

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tohma mmh :lipbite:

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↳ ♡₊˚. 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀 „ 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘢.

— pairing : armin arlert x reader

— genre : modern!au / college!au

⌦ which she sees the same blonde boy in the library every day. turns out they are in the same biology class and he discovers she is sasha’s twin sister.

y/n + friends — armin + friends

chapter one: missing sasha [🍨]

chapter two: a good book

chapter three: #BIKINIYN2021

chapter four: the sleepover

chapter five: assistant

chapter six: first encounter

chapter seven: exploring you

chapter eight: who is she ?

chapter nine: books and beaches

chapter ten: project partner

chapter eleven: not a date

chapter twelve : simp era

chapter thirteen: library meetup

tag list :: open !

(the ones that cant be tagged are lined)

@lagrimasdeglitter @josiecantread @chawyn @smooljeyi @hay-leeeah @grandetan @wifeyofeveryone @id-rather-be-an-outsider @vernon-dursley

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-morning cuddles :,)

CW: NONE APPLICABLE.

i’m touch starved what’s new

characters featured: diluc, childe, xiao, zhongli

diluc

definitely crawls into bed at like 4 am because of his darknight hero work so he’s trying to make up for lost time in terms of cuddles

he wraps his strong arms around you and buries his face into the crook of your neck :)))

when you wake up and try to sneakily get out of bed as not to wake him his arm jets out and he pulls you back to him with a sleepy grumble

“ngh… don’t go… just ten more minutes, okay?”

“diluc, i have work to do,” you giggle, though still settling into his touch despite your protests

“i’ll have a maid take care of whatever it is. just… don’t leave. ‘need your touch.”

whenever i do these sappy diluc headcanons i feel like donna omg. she has a point tho he is certainly husband material !

childe

childe childe childe childe *melts into a puddle and seeps into the gutter*

big spoon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is such a cuddle guy and wants to cling to you in bed i’m mihoyo i said so

he glomps onto you like a koala. especially the night before he leaves for fatui work, just in case he gets into trouble and won’t make it home. he really cherishes physical touch

when you wake up, he’s wrapped around you. you turn around and see him with messy hair, half-lidded eyes, and a small smile

“mm… don’t say you’re leaving me now, doll.”

“i’ve gotta, ajax,” you groan with a giggle, kissing the tip of his nose, “work…”

“agh… they can wait,” he replies sleepily, gripping you tighter and burying his head into the curve of your neck, “tell them the eleventh harbinger demanded your presence.”

“ajax… you can’t keep pulling that card whenever you get lonely. people won’t take you seriously anymore,” you chuckle with a sigh.

“i don’t care,” he whispers, littering kisses along your skin, “all i need right now is this.”

xiao

xiao cuddling you is like when a cat sits on your lap. don’t you DARE leave. you have been chosen

he’ll never admit he likes cuddles but sometime subconsciously in his sleep, he grips onto you and pulls you close.

he’s definitely a good cuddler. he always tries to change the topic when you try to praise him for it, but he just wants to feel your warmth and your heartbeat against his chest

“are you leaving?” he grumbles, waking up a little when you wiggle out of his grip.

“yes, just to take care of some duties,” you sigh, “i’d rather be here, though.”

“i see,” he yawns, flashing his tired amber eyes at you, “come home soon. i’ll be waiting for you.”

“i promise,” you muse, kissing his forehead, “and i’ll be anxious for your cuddles.”

he laughs softly, “don’t mention it.”

zhongli

this man loves to sleep in so if you feel the same way, you’re in luck

on his days off, he loves to sleep until the sunlight wakes him up and he just looks so radiant under the golden sunbeams

(almost as if, you know, he’s the god of gold)

“ah, i see you’re leaving.”

“just for some commissions,” you explain quietly, careful not to disturb him, “i’ll be back shortly. we can have tea and lunch. on me.”

he laughs sleepily, opening his dragon-like eyes just enough to get a glimpse of you before you go. “i’d like that very much, darling.”

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Diluc, asleep:

Y/n: I think it’s nice Diluc feels comfortable enough to sleep with us around.

Paimon: He looks so peaceful…

Kaeya, getting out a sharpie: And vulnerable.

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STUCK IN QUARANTINE WITH THE GENSHIN BOYS

includes diluc, kaeya, xiao, childe, zhongli, kazuha, albedo

note because i am the sexiest person ever here i come with more headcanons or whatever this is. based off of my experiences i guess?! we're still in lockdown here.. and i have not gone out ever since lol it sucks here. they're kinda long whoops i had fun. kazuha might be slight ooc? i don't know tho haha

DILUC

this man will still be too invested in work, bars will be closed and he's still doing paperwork like ??? what are u doing

you're super happy he's working at home though. this way, you can take care of him and tell him off when he's doing too much

unlike before where you only see him during the morning or somethings just at night, you're able to see him everytime you want now and :(( it just makes him so happy because he loves you so much

remember those tiktok trends with the dalgona coffee? if diluc is busy, you're doing all of those and afterwards, you're heading to his study to let him try it out

"you whisked this for how long?" he'd stare at you. diluc thinks it's silly that you whisked coffee but nevertheless, you made it for him so he drinks it <33

you're cooking for him a lot more often! and he'll probably bake with you if he has the time :(

one time, during your birthday he baked you a cake from your recipe and decorated it with "happy birthday, love"

he wanted to throw you a big birthday party as usual, but with the restrictions, you spent it with him and the rest of the maids who sang you a happy birthday. kaeya sent a gift too! diluc made sure to sanitize all of it before you could touch it

i don't think he'd let anyone come over; 1. because there's a goddamned pandemic 2. because you might get sick 3. because he wants you safe. though if he is going to let someone come over, it would be someone like jean because he knows she hasn't gone out as well. NOT KAEYA; that man probably still goes outside

diluc and you probably wouldn't go outside much either. sometimes you do when you feel like being the one to go grocery shopping or if there's a meeting that really has to be done face to face (you're not coming with him though). he'd probably ask you to wear two masks

you'd probably do a few tiktoks with him when he's not busy. diluc does not know what the fuck he is doing but you're smiling so he's going to copy what you're doing

you're sending him tiktoks a lot more ??? you used to send them a few times but now ??? he has like 30 unread messages ??? but those couple text on tiktoks that you send him, he'd be so confused. what are you implying

during zoom meetings, you sometimes come in accidentally and the people he's with just see him smiling like ??? hello mr. diluc sir ??? you are smiling ?!

other times you're handing him snacks and drinks, saying hello to the camera. diluc is just fondly staring at you because he loves u so much

"do you wanna do another tiktok with me?" you're asking again over dinner.

KAEYA

sometimes you wonder if kaeya even goes to meetings because jean is texting you at the most random times ever. "can you tell kaeya that he needs to attend this meeting too"

but oh, the absolute fun you would have with this man

drinking any time of the day is already on his checklist; that is unless he has work to do, which you're more than happy to help him with

is more updated with the tiktok trends?? oh you want to try the cloud bread? no sweetie, that's like a week old you're doing something else

as much as diluc thinks he goes outside even during the quarantine, kaeya is with you at home and enjoying your presence

"[name], i think we should start a youtube channel," is what he'd say after seeing a "how i made money using youtube" video. you'd say yes to him though, why not??? show off your hot boyfriend and make money? of course you're doing it

goes grocery shopping with you but only once a month. you're buying everything for the month and that's the last time you're going out, this man isn't risking anything

i think he'd be so loud during zoom meetings, would unintentionally be unmuted and he'd mutter something only for jean to ask him "sorry kaeya, what was that?" he's leaving the zoom room

kaeya does his meetings in bed. you know those portable tables for beds? you'd probably wiggle your way under the table and onto his lap just because you feel like it

he'd play boardgames with you if he's bored. and let me tell you, he beats you every. single. fucking. time. the fuck???? you lost hope during monopoly when this man made you bankrupt. you were going to end your relationship right then and there

during your zoom meetings, kaeya would stare at you while you explain something to your co-workers. he adores you a lot and finds it cute that you're hurriedly trying to explain it again for the 2nd time

would cook you meals all the time. he's the best cook out of everyone here let's get that straight. (where did he learn it from? hmm maybe he asked adelinde to teach him because he was afraid that if he got kicked out he wouldn't know how to feed himself) oops no angst here

you're spending time with him in the bed, cuddling when it's cold but there's no way he's turning it off (also because you look cute when you're all bundled up in the blankets).

kaeya doesn't really like staying inside the house all the time because he always goes out, but with you in his arms at midnight, watching a random episode of cake boss, nearly on the brink of sleep, he still has a smile on his face

when you do go out, he's the one who has a dozen of alcohol wipes, sanitizer, and gloves. kaeya is glaring at anyone who's trying to get into your space. social distancing people!

XIAO

i mean the both of you hate going out so??? it's a win-win situation

what does he even do for work? is this man a secret soldier or sumn but whatever let's not dive into that

is disgusted at the thought of the virus. follows all the protocols, makes sure no one goes inside your home, maintains social distancing EVEN WITH YOU THE FUCK??? you live together?!?@

has tiktok but he doesn't even see the tiktoks you send him so he won't get whatever trend you're trying to do

"what the fuck are you doing? it's 4 am?" is what you ask him when you wake up from the noise of the tv.

xiao is fucking watching dance moms and he's even rooting for someone??? he's so interested in it that you end up snuggling into his chest while he wraps an arm around you and you fall asleep again

one day you find him scrolling on his phone and he's on tiktok. "RICH GIRL SHAMES POOR GIRL, WAIT UNTIL THE END" and he's on part 6???

"i thought you didn't watch tiktoks?" you would tease him. he'd turn off his phone and cross his arms. xiao won’t talking to you for an hour because of his embarrassment

does not like it when both of you go out to get groceries or restock anything in the house. he's scared that you'll get sick and he absolutely hates that :((

would always insist on doing the groceries but you persuade him each time because you don't know i might want to buy something. how can he resist you and your frown?

he'd probably want to exercise in the morning and you hate waking up so early but still end up jogging at the back of the house only because xiao looks so good with sweat rolling down him

you manage to trick him into dyeing his hair and xiao locked himself in the bathroom for hours. he didn't come out until you acted as if you were crying

"i'm sorry! i'll fix it!" you sobbed, trying to put in a hiccup whilst holding back a peal of laughter. both of you learned during that time that the color orange did not suit him at all

i can see xiao as a picky eater and with more weird food trends coming in from all over social media, he'd be sceptical of the food you're serving him. either way, your pleading makes him eat it. (there are four times he ends up spitting it out much to your dismay)

his sleep schedule is already ruined but he ruins it even more during quarantine?? spends the whole time binge-watching everything on netflix that he even uses vpns to watch movies that are from another region

doesn't say it but he adores you a lot and would do everything to keep you entertained in your home because he knows you could get bored even if you are on your phone

you'd spend the day baking cookies with him and it would sometimes get in his hair and face after he mixes it too hard

he’d rather be with you any time. he’ll let you snuggle up to him and use him as a pillow if it meant he’d see the smile on your face before you sleep

CHILDE

you have no idea why your boyfriend suddenly became a straight tiktok content maker. truly, it concerns you to no end

what’s that? thirst traps? check. embarrassing thirst traps? why is it a check too???

remember those chloe ting videos that everyone followed during the start of the lockdown? CHILDE WOULD FOLLOW THEM ALL. there is not a day he isn’t doing it

sometimes he even does it during lives ??? excuse me sir you mean you want your fans to see you all sweaty and hot ?? no turn that off right now!

childe would make you join him but each time you’d refuse him—because come on, there’s no way you’re going to do that! (plus, you’ve seen all the comments… and there’s no way you’re going to risk getting sore because you hate exercising)

i can see childe as someone who wants to go out a lot of times, there’s no way this man just stays in one place all the time. you hate it when he goes out but there’s no use because he has to go out

before you do, you’re making him wear triple masks and giving him a bag full of alcohol and sanitiser. you weren’t risking your health at all

when childe comes home, he takes a bath for an hour long and makes sure that not even a speck of the virus is on him before he even comes to see you

once, he wanted you on WHEN YOU WERE TRYING TO PICK YOUR NOSE ??? you ended up screaming at him and throwing a shoe. childe had to close the whole live

childe would have to apologize and ask his fans to forget about it if they still want him to make tiktok videos

when he’s not busy, childe would make you little snacks and drinks when you’re busy doing work :(( it would range from cereal pancakes to ramen lasagna ??? what even is that and how did he get it

his mother regularly sends you groceries and his father sends clothes he crochets (apparently it was his new hobby?)

during your zoom meetings, childe would regularly pop up on the screen and he’d wave to your co-workers. they’ve seen his tiktoks and trust me, you don’t want to even delve into that…

childe helps you with work because this man doesn’t need to do any paperwork. you’d be in his lap as you do your work and you ask him if it’s okay—he’ll give you a full-blown honest review :((

suddenly develops a skin care obsession ?? has a twelve-step skin routine and even you’re too lazy to do that. he loves the peel-off masks and the serums that rejuvenate his skin the most (only because the tiktok dermatologists recommended it?!)

will make you do it with him every time he does it. “don’t you think my skin is as soft as a baby? look just touch it.” you wound up smacking him

before, childe used to spend a lot of time away from you. so now that he has you all to himself, he’s never letting you go and if he has to tackle you into the bed at 6 in the afternoon, he will do so because he wants to wrap his arms around you and breathe you in <3

ZHONGLI

i’m not going to even dive into his work because T_T he works at a …

zhongli would be the one who would try and take the quarantine into a learning opportunity. honestly, everything is a lesson to this man

at first he would try to learn a new language in duolingo and he’d actually do this religiously not until you recommend a new show to him in netflix

zhongli doesn’t have the heart to reject you so he takes it into consideration and next thing you know, you’re in bed with him during one in the morning (when you’re supposed to be sleeping) binge watching a new show zhongli found from google recommendations

he would find another new hobby such as crocheting or sewing. he’d make you those fancy shein crochet cardigans and would sew you headbands; you absolutely love them and are always wearing them

during your meetings, he’d brew you tea and would listen in to your conversation with them, trying to help you form the right answers and explanations

follows protocols strictly !!! this man would stay at home as told, carry sanitizer with him, and not let anyone inside the house unless it’s you or maybe xiao and ganyu because he knows that they don’t bother going out at all

he doesn’t want you going out to get groceries but :(( you have to! so he’s frowning on the way to the store

spends a little bit of time away from you during this pandemic because of well… his job… but he always tries and makes it up to you!

once childe tried to go inside and visit the both of you but zhongli made him leave because he knew the younger man travelled a lot T_T

you try and persuade him to make tiktoks with you! zhongli does not know what he’s doing but he’s trying to memorize your actions and do what you’re doing <3

remember he crochets? he makes you a cute medium sized dragon that took him weeks to do. you end up placing it between the two of you in the bed… zhongli regrets making it

“i think mr. dragon has to go,” he confronts you. zhongli didn’t know that he’d feel jealous because of a dragon… that he made

“mr. dragon is staying,” you tell him, clutching the stuffed dragon to your chest. ah, well, zhongli can’t say no to you

always joins you when you make meals!! sometimes you want him out of the kitchen because his story telling about pasta or gelatin is too much…

whenever zhongli’s bored and you’re busy, i think he’d write a few things and make a journal entry. then he’s writing novels, and if anything, he might delve into writing fanfiction but who knows?

will stay up with you :(( zhongli doesn’t stay up super often but when work is demanding you to finish it on time because the pandemic has more deadlines, he’s there by your side and letting you lean on him for warmth

ALBEDO

busiest man ever ??? mr. busy is his second name the fuck ?? even during the quarantine he’s held up in his study, doing the most bizarre experiments ever

sometimes you wonder when albedo will make a formula that causes the house to explode and he’s nearing that somehow

the pandemic caused this man to be home more but busier because he knows he’s home and that he can do whatever he wants with no restrictions

so there you are always, waiting by the couch in his study as he tries to finish the current experiment he’s on for god knows how long again

if you manage to pull albedo aside, he’d gladly spend his time with you

another one of the more productive men in this list, he’d try to find a new hobby (also because you made him do it. you want him to do something else)

he loves painting so you end up buying him kid coloring books and he’s like ??? the fuck ???

“i’ll give you adult coloring books soon,” you’d snort at him. albedo ends up coloring the whole book in a few hours and it’s all so detailed??? you do buy him the adult coloring book

with tiktok and it’s astrologytok, you manage to rope him into that and now, albedo’s actually interested in it (or is he because you are as well?)

albedo’s checking his horoscope and would check yours, there are times he checks your compatibility, and if he finds out you aren’t compatible, he would lose all belief in astrology. you two fit so well together? how can it be saying lies?

you coax him into an experiment that’s actually dyeing his hair. you find out then that blue is just not his colour. albedo is not furious, in fact, he tells you to keep experimenting with it

albedo would probably be interested in plants and he’d sometimes buy seeds online to let it grow in the garden. you think it’s cute that when it’s fully grown he’s pulling it out of the soil and offering it to you with a light blush on his cheeks

would paint you a lot :(( whenever you’re in your zoom meetings, he’s painting you and smiling fondly. albedo won’t admit it outright that he’s smiling though!

you’d do the painting trend with him! you’d start your own bases and switch every five minutes :(( albedo loves all your paintings even if you think they’re ugly as shit

you know albedo hates eating out so you prepare just enough for the two of you. albedo appreciates your consideration a lot and it only makes him love you more

does not know how to bake but if you want him to, he’s going to learn it! somehow a pro at it?! albedo loves desserts so he’d get the hang of it for you <3

not the touchiest and doesn’t know how to express his affection so he just ends up trying to do the most subtle things such as doing the dishes when he knows you hate doing them or folding clothes because he knows you find it difficult

albedo finds comfort in the fact that even now in the pandemic, where it’s in the most trying times and where communication may not be the best, you’re by his side and he won’t ever let you go

KAZUHA

would probably find puzzles the most relaxing thing ever. he’d gradually buy a few 100 piece puzzles and next thing you know he’s buying the thousand piece ones ??? sir YOUR PATIENCE ??? yours is nonexistent

would get into baking as well and he’d share all of his treats with you <3 do you have a request? done and done kazuha is making it!

follows protocol as well! not in the extreme side but he still doesn’t prefer going outside because he doesn’t like it if you’ll get sick because he insisted on it

though he hates staying in one place, he’s not going to risk it. travelling meant nothing compared to you getting sick :((

you know he isn’t particularly fond of the rain but when you’re outside, laughing at the droplets hitting your face, kazuha can’t help but grab your arms and twirl you around

he loves nature a lot! the quarantine is an opportunity for him to take care of plants so he goes and order a few that he knows you like.

both of you end up taking care of it and kazuha is already picking up the flowers to make you a flower crown <3

would write haiku’s for you! he used to give you one once every month, but now that kazuha has more of free time, he’d write you one everyday if he could or sometimes thrice every week

his haiku’s are filled with his love and admiration for you, sometimes they’re just as random as can be such containing about pandas and crabs

you used to cook for yourself a lot since kazuha is always away with him working in the sea and all, so whenever you get the chance, you cook fish for kazuha which is his favorite food

would play with you in the snow! he couldn’t do it before but now he can! he’ll gladly make snow angels with you and have snow ball fights. but only for a few minutes! there would be no chance you’d be freezing there as long as you’re with him!

would spend hours watching plant videos on youtube and if he does come on tiktok, he’d be on planttok. if anything, he’d probably try and give advice to people

kazuha would hold you in his arms for a little longer and kiss your face more because he knows that he couldn’t spend a lot of time with you before

staying in one place bores him a lot as he loves sightseeing so you’re trying to take pictures of him and putting greenscreens on them to make him feel better

“what is this?” he’d laugh as he looks at your phone, smiling at your silliness. he appreciates that you took up some time to make him something like that

when you’re bored, you pull on his hair and make him hold up your phone to watch a hair tutorial video. kazuha winces every now and then because of how harshly you pull on it or how the brush tangles in his locks

“i think we should try the bubble hair this time.” kazuha would try to escape your grasp

[hellevank]

dandelion root tea

SUMMARY. During a slow closing shift, a cute, red-headed customer walks in and catches your eye. He seems serious and brooding but you figure no one can be immune to your cheesy puns and amazing pick up lines. 

PAIRING. diluc ragnvindr x barista!reader

WORD COUNT. 1.9k

GENRE. coffee shop au, modern au, fluff

A/N. loosely based on a prompt from @izupie’s coffee shop prompt list! :3 i hated working as a barista but,, coffee shop au’s hit different ok D: LOLOL i hope you enjoy this fluffy diluc fic! let us all appreciate high ponytail diluc ;> xx sof

It wasn’t every day you saw such an eye-catching gentleman at the doors of the coffee shop you worked at— In fact, such encounters were much too few for your personal liking. 

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[hellevank]

You know what hurts? Most characters in ya books are 16-18. I enjoy reading about them because I aspire to be like them, to have adventures like them. They are all older than me, there is still scope my life is headed towards something good, something new. I look at these characters for inspiration and maybe I’ll find love like them, a family like their’s, they are older than me, good things await me. 

But eventually, some day I’ll grow up and authors will still write about 18 year olds and it’ll hurt. It’ll hurt because they are younger than me and they have done soo much that I have not, found soo much that maybe I never will. I’d be older than them but I’d know that whatever happens, I’ll never have the fun they had.