mitschki

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(breathes again) sorry for the inactivity 😅 forgetting that i exist here

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the ganji headcanons, sOBS /pos

blushing and flushing my face against the pillows

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cutely eats the fork and dies

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saw a tiktok where ganji was crying for his mom and i suddenlt dont wanna live anymore

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boyfriend ganji gupta headcanons

ganji gupta strikes me as the type of person that will require a great deal of patience to build a connection with. he has been through a heavy path and may come outward harsh to anyone, but it’s no secret that he longs for someone to understand him.

even after rough matches, it is to be expected that ganji gupta yearns to be around you. he loves to give and receive words of affirmation, although it may take time for ganji to become comfortable with physical touch.

while he would not push you away if you attempt to initiate first, but would rather be extremely awkward with the situation.

but not too long in your relationship, ganji gupta would find himself next to you during late nights beneath the covers, quietly weeping in the crook of your neck as he shares how much he misses his home in India.

ganji gupta would be soothed by your sole words of comfort, your gentle touch, anything that he receives from you. in the end, he would prep soft kisses on your jaw, expressing his gratitude for your presence in his lonely life.

“you’re an angel. my lovely girl, i love you so much. i am thankful for having you in my life.”

ganji gupta who would hold you tight but never to the point of causing you discomfort. despite his strength as an athlete, he would be utterly gentle around you.

ganji gupta who would often silently gaze at you in the manor’s garden, admiring the way you delicately hold a flower between your fingers with a smile.

ganji gupta who would obliviously smile at the scene, clearly softened by how you have managed to lighten his problems.

“oh. do i have something on my face?”

“no, no.. you look so beautiful.”

can you tell i was sobbing while listening to mitski when i wrote this.. i wish nothing more than for this man to be treated well.

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DILUC!!!!!!!!!!!!

DILUC IS MENTIONED?!?! (bangs my head against a wall cus im entirely insane for that lovely man)

AND I LOVE U AND UR WRITINGS. dont stop breathing

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IM ALIVE.

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telling genshin men they attract alot of attention from women

diluc, zhongli

diluc

"you have quite the charisma, diluc." you grin, one hand resting against your cheek and the other tapping on the table you lean against. gazing at the man in front of you, sitting at his desk shuffling papers as he glances up, lightly scoffing at your words as he pauses his actions.

"that is an odd way to start the conversation. what prompts you to say that?" he raises a brow, watching as your grin widens at his response. you were highly amused by how unaware this man was. diluc was undeniably handsome and moreover, wealthy. you would often notice the glares from women whenever you two go out together.

"i am merely telling you, with no ill intentions behind my words." you smile as you watch the man rub his temples with a heavy sigh, clearly oblivious of the subtle pink tint in his ears.

"are you referring to the woman who sells flowers? are you perhaps upset by this?" he glances at you with a frown, observing the way you shake your head at his inquiry.

"not at all." you softly hum, tracing your fingers along the papers on his desk, "who am i to deny my boyfriend's sexy aura?" you grin as his frown deepens at your choice of words.

"whatever amuses you." he mutters, "though i must say, i am a bit.. flattered by this conversation."

zhongli

“you are quite the catch for women.” you softly hum, gazing down at the tea you were pouring, unaware of the way your partner lightly chokes on his drink. he quickly composes himself, clearing his throat as he gazes up at you.

“that is rather.. a bold assertion.” zhongli furrows his brow as he looks at you. you smile, meeting his gaze as you rest your hand on your hip.

“is it? considering the long years you have lived as the geo archon, i thought you’d be used to that by now.” you cheekily grin, amused by the subtle flush on his cheeks.

“indeed, i have heard such things before, but never so bluntly.” the man clears his throat again as you chuckle at his response.

“you are flustered.”

“the subject of our conversation elicits a reaction i am quite unaccustomed to.” he murmurs.

note: wow im actually not dead!! ive been so into playing idv recently im returning to that no life pandemic phase

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DILUC

telling genshin men they attract alot of attention from women

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telling genshin men they attract alot of attention from women

diluc, zhongli

diluc

"you have quite the charisma, diluc." you grin, one hand resting against your cheek and the other tapping on the table you lean against. gazing at the man in front of you, sitting at his desk shuffling papers as he glances up, lightly scoffing at your words as he pauses his actions.

"that is an odd way to start the conversation. what prompts you to say that?" he raises a brow, watching as your grin widens at his response. you were highly amused by how unaware this man was. diluc was undeniably handsome and moreover, wealthy. you would often notice the glares from women whenever you two go out together.

"i am merely telling you, with no ill intentions behind my words." you smile as you watch the man rub his temples with a heavy sigh, clearly oblivious of the subtle pink tint in his ears.

"are you referring to the woman who sells flowers? are you perhaps upset by this?" he glances at you with a frown, observing the way you shake your head at his inquiry.

"not at all." you softly hum, tracing your fingers along the papers on his desk, "who am i to deny my boyfriend's sexy aura?" you grin as his frown deepens at your choice of words.

"whatever amuses you." he mutters, "though i must say, i am a bit.. flattered by this conversation."

zhongli

“you are quite the catch for women.” you softly hum, gazing down at the tea you were pouring, unaware of the way your partner lightly chokes on his drink. he quickly composes himself, clearing his throat as he gazes up at you.

“that is rather.. a bold assertion.” zhongli furrows his brow as he looks at you. you smile, meeting his gaze as you rest your hand on your hip.

“is it? considering the long years you have lived as the geo archon, i thought you’d be used to that by now.” you cheekily grin, amused by the subtle flush on his cheeks.

“indeed, i have heard such things before, but never so bluntly.” the man clears his throat again as you chuckle at his response.

“you are flustered.”

“the subject of our conversation elicits a reaction i am quite unaccustomed to.” he murmurs.

note: wow im actually not dead!! ive been so into playing idv recently im returning to that no life pandemic phase

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dragon state, zhongli

it wasn’t uncommon for your lover Zhongli to frequently reveal his dragon state and unwind on the shared bed between the two of you. It was no secrecy to you that he was the Geo Archon.

initially, the sight was daunting— you witnessing his stature double and the imposing horns atop his head. His voice would adopt a raspier timbre and his mere gaze would instill fear.

however with time, familiarity set in. You would softly hum while gently caressing his hair as he nestled against your chest with eyes closed, becoming accustomed to the soothing rhythm of your heartbeat and the gentle rise and fall of your chest.

you knew he felt more at ease in that state so it didn't bother you much. After all, he was still your lover. Yet his confidence in that form never failed to leave you flustered.

there were moments when his teasing would nearly bring you to tears, him playfully hovering above you with a wicked grin, relishing in the irony of him, ‘a terrifying large dragon’ picking on a mere human. You were aware you stood no chance against his teasing, but your vulnerability seemed to evoke memories of his feral and primal nature.

but zhongli would never hurt you and you knew that. Despite his capability for many things, harming you was never a consideration.

so all you could do was revel in the reassurance your lover, zhongli, provided, holding you delicately in his human state while embodying the complete opposite in his dragon form.

sorry if this was short!! i have like alot of drafts but cant decide which is good

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having feelings for you

neuvillette

neuvillette was renowned for his fierceness, a reputation he lived up to in fontaine. formal and resolute, he was inclined to politely decline any attempts at close connections. it was not that he harbored ill will towards anyone, he’d even offer a simple smile during brief conversations. deep down, neuvillette knew he struggled to admit his fear.

but you? oh how swiftly his perception shifts. maybe neuvillette believed these feelings emerged knowing there was nothing else significant to occupy his thoughts or conversations beside his work in fontaine.

or perhaps he was merely in denial about his feelings towards you. he would discreetly steal glances at you, but always careful not to make you uncomfortable in any way.

he definitely would not declare his love for you outright, but he wouldn't dismiss the idea either. there was something profoundly fulfilling about being the one to care for you both throughout your lives. he found simple joy in observing your interactions with the melusines, and being a listener to their stories about you brought a sense of warmth to his heart.

it was a welcome change to his routine, something he would always anticipate.

drowned in his paperwork, neuvillette could hardly step out of his office. it wasn't a bother, but solely a routine he accepted as part of his existence. or was it? judging by the perpetual heavy clouds and rain that seemed to follow him. yet the thought of stepping outside into the sunlight, and seeing you, filled him with longing. he wouldn’t dismiss these imaginations, often finding himself smiling at the mere thought.

he had finally found a moment to step outside, but was rather met with a heavy rain. observing the citizens scrambling for cover, his frown deepened. the relentless rain hadn’t ceased since last week. amidst the downpour, neuvillette spotted you on the street struggling to open your umbrella.

your eyes widen as you feel an umbrella hovering above your head, shielding you from the rain. glancing behind you, you see neuvillette. casting you a soft glare as he stands soaked under the downpour, holding the umbrella to protect you. you gasp, "monsieur!"

you grab the shaft of the umbrella, your fingers brushing against his gloved hand. drawing yourself closer to him in an attempt to cover both of you from the rain. your bodies lean in, practically touching as you look up at him with a nervous grin.

"i apologize, monsieur. for troubling you like this." you glance up at him as he smiles softly.

"it is never a trouble to concern myself over your well-being.” he retorts, furrowing his brow as he hears you laugh. he pauses, realizing he doesn't mind at all. in fact, you looked so pretty. with the two of you sharing the umbrella, both soaked from the rain and you genuinely laughing. what more could he wish for in this specific moment?

"what is so amusing?" he questions, raising his brow.

"forgive me, monsieur.. i simply never expected this situation.” your laughter fading as you look up at him with a grin as he feels a blush creeping onto his face.

"well, would you have preferred it any other way?”

“definitely not.”

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dragon state, zhongli

it wasn’t uncommon for your lover Zhongli to frequently reveal his dragon state and unwind on the shared bed between the two of you. It was no secrecy to you that he was the Geo Archon.

initially, the sight was daunting— you witnessing his stature double and the imposing horns atop his head. His voice would adopt a raspier timbre and his mere gaze would instill fear.

however with time, familiarity set in. You would softly hum while gently caressing his hair as he nestled against your chest with eyes closed, becoming accustomed to the soothing rhythm of your heartbeat and the gentle rise and fall of your chest.

you knew he felt more at ease in that state so it didn't bother you much. After all, he was still your lover. Yet his confidence in that form never failed to leave you flustered.

there were moments when his teasing would nearly bring you to tears, him playfully hovering above you with a wicked grin, relishing in the irony of him, ‘a terrifying large dragon’ picking on a mere human. You were aware you stood no chance against his teasing, but your vulnerability seemed to evoke memories of his feral and primal nature.

but zhongli would never hurt you and you knew that. Despite his capability for many things, harming you was never a consideration.

so all you could do was revel in the reassurance your lover, zhongli, provided, holding you delicately in his human state while embodying the complete opposite in his dragon form.

sorry if this was short!! i have like alot of drafts but cant decide which is good

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so this is love?

tartaglia

childe wasn't one to cling to women, he believed they should be delicately cherished and loved. but love? that was a weighty word for him, one that carries significant responsibilities. thus, he didn't actively seek for a relationship. not that anyone in particular caught his interest. or so he thought.

it wasn't until he found himself stupidly stuttering whenever your name was mentioned or your presence was around, silently muttering profanities over how dumb he sounded. he didn't understand why he felt the need to appear and sound good around you, but he knew he just had to.

childe would often find himself eyeing various objects, pondering if you'd appreciate them as gifts. expenses were, of course, of no concern. he'd even give you the moon if you asked for it.

under Liyue's city lights, you looked so stunning, seated together on a bench as evening descended. you gazed up at him with a nervous smile as you extended him a small sky blue box tied with a delicate white ribbon.

he glanced down at your hands and then back at your face, his cheeks coloring with a blush, completely taken aback by your gesture.

"you’re always so generous to me and i never have anything to give you in return.. so i made you this.” you say with a smile, gently taking his hand and undoing the ribbon on the box. revealing a beautiful conch necklace, his eyes widen slightly in surprise.

taking the necklace from the box, you set it aside gently before turning your gaze up at him with head tilted slightly. with a smile, you lean in closer, slipping the necklace around his neck before pulling away to admire how lovely it looks on him.

tartaglia looks down at you, nervously scratching the back of his head as he chuckles, "you know you didn't have to.”

“well, i wanted to.” you grin in return, gently taking his hands in yours as you gaze up at him. noticing the puzzled expression mingled with a blush on his face.

"i could love you.” he nervously blurts out, shooting you a hesitant glare. your eyes widen in surprise, feeling a flush spread across your cheeks at his unexpected confession.

“i could love you too, tartaglia.”

this was inspired by the song despair by leo!! hehe listened to it while i was writing

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whispers among flowers

tartaglia

tartaglia would be the sweetest boyfriend. even he thinks so himself, he wouldn't see it as arrogance, but rather genuinely cherishes the idea of being the one to hold you close and treasure you to himself. it was a heartfelt wish, he calls it, that he simply nurtures. dreaming about it almost every night under the starlit sky. his face softens with a smile whenever mere thoughts of you drift through his mind.

he loved you, that he definitely would not deny. tartaglia made sure to seize every chance to make it known to you. whether it was a small act of service, like noticing your untied shoelaces and he'd sigh with a grin, knowing he'd inevitably kneel before you to tie them himself. 

tartaglia knew your love for flowers, a simple yet endearing aspect of you that he cherished. he loved taking you to places adorned with gardens filled with various blooms. with his hands behind his back, he'd follow you closely.

smiling as he watches you move from one flower to another, inhaling their fragrances with a smile. he'd often initiate conversations, sharing little details about the flowers you were admiring together. but he mostly preferred to silently admire the sight of you so radiant and beautiful among the flowers.

he'd pluck a flower and lean in close to you, carefully tucking it behind your ear before stepping back to  observe you with a playful grin.

tartaglia anticipated your scolding for picking a flower from the garden. but instead, he was met with the unexpected sight of you gazing up at him in silence, cheeks flushed with a hint of embarrassment.

"are you feeling sick?" he asks, tone tinged with evident concern. noticing the flush on your cheeks as he moves to reach for your forehead but before he can, you gently grasp his wrist. stopping him.

you gaze up at him, guiding his hand to your cheek as you nestle your face against it, "no, i.." you pause, "tartaglia, i really care for you."

tartaglia's lips part slightly as he revels in the sight of your face cradled against his palm. he feels like the happiest man on earth yet extremely overwhelmed with emotion as tears starts welling in his eyes. he cups your cheeks tenderly.

"i care for you too, y/n."

i was listening to cody fry’s i hear a symphony while writing this!! whoever made this spotify playlist oh my god you had inspired me to write tons

i love men that would just generally treat you right (^-^)v feels like im writing my ideals through my stories..

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having feelings for you

neuvillette

neuvillette was renowned for his fierceness, a reputation he lived up to in fontaine. formal and resolute, he was inclined to politely decline any attempts at close connections. it was not that he harbored ill will towards anyone, he’d even offer a simple smile during brief conversations. deep down, neuvillette knew he struggled to admit his fear.

but you? oh how swiftly his perception shifts. maybe neuvillette believed these feelings emerged knowing there was nothing else significant to occupy his thoughts or conversations beside his work in fontaine.

or perhaps he was merely in denial about his feelings towards you. he would discreetly steal glances at you, but always careful not to make you uncomfortable in any way.

he definitely would not declare his love for you outright, but he wouldn't dismiss the idea either. there was something profoundly fulfilling about being the one to care for you both throughout your lives. he found simple joy in observing your interactions with the melusines, and being a listener to their stories about you brought a sense of warmth to his heart.

it was a welcome change to his routine, something he would always anticipate.

drowned in his paperwork, neuvillette could hardly step out of his office. it wasn't a bother, but solely a routine he accepted as part of his existence. or was it? judging by the perpetual heavy clouds and rain that seemed to follow him. yet the thought of stepping outside into the sunlight, and seeing you, filled him with longing. he wouldn’t dismiss these imaginations, often finding himself smiling at the mere thought.

he had finally found a moment to step outside, but was rather met with a heavy rain. observing the citizens scrambling for cover, his frown deepened. the relentless rain hadn’t ceased since last week. amidst the downpour, neuvillette spotted you on the street struggling to open your umbrella.

your eyes widen as you feel an umbrella hovering above your head, shielding you from the rain. glancing behind you, you see neuvillette. casting you a soft glare as he stands soaked under the downpour, holding the umbrella to protect you. you gasp, "monsieur!"

you grab the shaft of the umbrella, your fingers brushing against his gloved hand. drawing yourself closer to him in an attempt to cover both of you from the rain. your bodies lean in, practically touching as you look up at him with a nervous grin.

"i apologize, monsieur. for troubling you like this." you glance up at him as he smiles softly.

"it is never a trouble to concern myself over your well-being.” he retorts, furrowing his brow as he hears you laugh. he pauses, realizing he doesn't mind at all. in fact, you looked so pretty. with the two of you sharing the umbrella, both soaked from the rain and you genuinely laughing. what more could he wish for in this specific moment?

"what is so amusing?" he questions, raising his brow.

"forgive me, monsieur.. i simply never expected this situation.” your laughter fading as you look up at him with a grin as he feels a blush creeping onto his face.

"well, would you have preferred it any other way?”

“definitely not.”

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so this is love?

tartaglia

childe wasn't one to cling to women, he believed they should be delicately cherished and loved. but love? that was a weighty word for him, one that carries significant responsibilities. thus, he didn't actively seek for a relationship. not that anyone in particular caught his interest. or so he thought.

it wasn't until he found himself stupidly stuttering whenever your name was mentioned or your presence was around, silently muttering profanities over how dumb he sounded. he didn't understand why he felt the need to appear and sound good around you, but he knew he just had to.

childe would often find himself eyeing various objects, pondering if you'd appreciate them as gifts. expenses were, of course, of no concern. he'd even give you the moon if you asked for it.

under Liyue's city lights, you looked so stunning, seated together on a bench as evening descended. you gazed up at him with a nervous smile as you extended him a small sky blue box tied with a delicate white ribbon.

he glanced down at your hands and then back at your face, his cheeks coloring with a blush, completely taken aback by your gesture.

"you’re always so generous to me and i never have anything to give you in return.. so i made you this.” you say with a smile, gently taking his hand and undoing the ribbon on the box. revealing a beautiful conch necklace, his eyes widen slightly in surprise.

taking the necklace from the box, you set it aside gently before turning your gaze up at him with head tilted slightly. with a smile, you lean in closer, slipping the necklace around his neck before pulling away to admire how lovely it looks on him.

tartaglia looks down at you, nervously scratching the back of his head as he chuckles, "you know you didn't have to.”

“well, i wanted to.” you grin in return, gently taking his hands in yours as you gaze up at him. noticing the puzzled expression mingled with a blush on his face.

"i could love you.” he nervously blurts out, shooting you a hesitant glare. your eyes widen in surprise, feeling a flush spread across your cheeks at his unexpected confession.

“i could love you too, tartaglia.”

this was inspired by the song despair by leo!! hehe listened to it while i was writing