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Are u open for requests?

Sure :)

I haven't been active lately but I should try to get back into writing lol

feel free to request things and I'll try to finish them and get them out as quick as I can :3

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Tim and Brian Falling For Jay's Sister! Reader

(Gonna be pre- alex's decision to stop filming Marble Hornets. ALSO reader is only ever related by adoption and i never state much about reader's appearance unless an ask wants something specific.)

Brian Thomas

He started flirting with you as a joke to get on jay's nerves

But ohhhh boy.

He's not so sure its a joke anymore

Suddenly his flirting isn't just subtle teases, he's now bashfully smiling and calling you pretty.

He just really wants to spend time with you

He's still pretty confident, so he asks you out to go eat somewhere after you're all done working on the film

Always asks if you want him to drive you home. He says he doesn't want you walking home by yourself, but he also just wants to spend more time with you.

If he's feeling bold, he'll throw in a 'Darlin' too <3

Tim Wright

Please help, my man is unsure of everything.

Literally just tries to act like he isn't obviously in love with you.

Half-hearted denials of 'she's just sweet, y'know'

Bro wishes he was confident enough to ask you out, but he just stands there blushing like an idiot just staring at you and freaking out before backing out like a wuss.

Always trying to do stuff for you, so you can see how helpful he is

You will most likely have to ask him first, he doesn't think he deserves you

Gets the urge to bring you flowers a lot, but he doesn't want to make a fool of himself.

Has definitely written poems about you but he'll never show anyone because he's embarrassed.

When it comes to 'Masky', being around you makes it easier to deal with, he doesn't lose time as often

And when he does, 'Masky' completely avoids contact with you and tends to just watch from a distance (or from the corner of your room)

(Sorry if these arent accurate, its my first time writing for them)

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YOU MATTER TO ME <3

How do MHA characters show you they care?

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Midoriya hugs you, gentle but reassuring, like soft calm clouds. He whispers beautiful nothings into your hair as he gently rocks you both, hushing you and kissing your delicate eyelids like all he was made for was caring for you. There's an understated tenderness in his touch that makes you never want to leave- your lighthouse in a storm that remains just as bright if only to guide you and save you from the tossing surge of the world outside of you both.

Bakugo struggles, hands shaking as he thrusts bouquets of sunflowers at your chest. He fights off a blush each time, acting as if he's forced to do such a thing; when in reality, he stays awake wondering what flower to buy you next to make you smile so brightly at him again. It's the kind of smile that makes his heart flutter in his throat as if butterflies are trying to escape and land in your soft hair

Kirishima loves rainy days. Not for the weather, but for you. The shallow, wide puddles give him an excuse to gather you in his arms and carry you like the princess he knows you are to the other side. He gazes softly down at you as you cling to his chest, wondering just what he did so right to deserve something as perfect as you. It's not much, he knows, but hopefully being your saviour from harmless puddles can show you just how grateful he is for you.

Iida holds open every door for you, moves every chair on your dates, and treats you like someone worth respect- because he knows you are. He knows better than anyone that you are worthy of every act. He makes your tea and brings it to you so you never have to move. Iida doesn't think its much- only a small amount of what you deserve. But every little act, he does with the utmost love and care.

Todoroki isn't wonderful at expressing his feelings. He'd much rather listen to you. And he does. He listens to every word and remembers every joke and every laugh. He's there through everything- laughter or tears. There's just something so radiant about you that makes him unable to speak, instead, all wrapped up in the colours of your voice. Todoroki would listen to every problem if it meant that you wouldn't ever have to worry again.

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How They Look at You

Tanjirou looks at you like you are the night sky, wonder and admiration emanating from his eyes. He can hardly look away from your beauty, but it blinds him.

"You... Are the most beautiful person i have ever met, or will meet"

Rengoku looks you in the eye with adoration so strong it looks like his eyes are burning. He could look at you forever without blinking, without getting bored.

"Please, let me look at you a little longer"

Giyuu can hardly look you in the eye without getting shy. Each time your eyes meet, his face erupts in pink and the need to avert his eyes is undeniable. Still, he stares out of the corner of his eye, hoping you wont see him this time.

"I-I wasn't staring, don't look at me like that"

Inosuke doesnt try to hide his stares. He stands in front of you, forehead against your ownm eyes boring into your soul. It feels like hes watching your movements with how closely he stares. Its almost as unnerving as it is endearing.

"Zuitsu told me that staring into someone's eyes will make them fall in love with me! So keep looking!"

Akaza gazes at you with respect and reverence, as though you were a holy grail. He doesn't dare touch you, fearing that he may taint you. You are unattainable, and so he must watch from afar and yearn for you.

"Please dont come any closer, i can't trust myself to not ruin you"

Gyutaro feels unworthy to even look in your direction- you are so beautiful, so ethereal. Surely he does not deserve to be close enough to see you when he is so wretched. Yet, when you watch him, he feels as though he was chosen by some god. Surely he does not deserve your time, or to even see your heavenly form upon the same ground he walks. So against his longing body, he forces himself to recoil from your waiting form like how he shrinks away from the sun.

"Please don't look at me, i'm hideous. I'm sorry for taking up your space, i have made it unclean"

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Giyuu, Sanemi, and Rengoku With Baby Fever

TW: mentions of pregnancy, Sex, fem reader

Giyuu Tomioka

He hadn't put much thought into domestic life- after all, you were his first real relationship. However, when he lays eyes on your happy smile and the way you fussed over the three younger demon slayers, he can't help the feeling that pools in the pit of his stomach. A primal need for you, for a family. He's not particularly proud of the human weakness he currently experiences but each time he looks your way, his strength melts away, leaving only his desire to create life with you.

His smile is small but amused at how you motherly coddle Inosuke, attempting to wipe the mass of dirt off his face, despite his protests. Tanjirou seems almost as enamoured by your sweet behaviour as Giyuu is.

You can tell something is different with Giyuu- the way he holds your hand is just slightly tighter, the way he looks at you ever so slightly hungrier than you've seen. He stares off into space in contented silence, and you feel he is happiest in those moments. The idea made you curious as to what he was daydreaming about.

'Three children, maybe more' he thinks, pink tinging his cheeks at feeling so soft for you. He imagines what life outside of the corp- life with you- would be like. Blissful, peaceful, connecting but of course with moments of excitement and frustration that come from raising children. Maybe your children would have his hair and your eyes- or perhaps they will look the opposite, or exactly like you or him.

His cheeks once again flare up when another thought hits his head.

'And (y/n) would surely only become more beautiful over the years'

"Giyuu~." He is snapped out of his fantasy by your hand over his. "What are you thinking about?"

He gently squeezes your hand, looking deep into your eyes with humility as he thinks through the right words to say.

"We've been married for a year, and we haven't talked about it yet. I would completely understand if you object... but i have a request, that involves both of us." you listen eagerly to him.

"Sweetheart, i will always try my best to understand your wants, there's no reason to seem so nervous," you smile tenderly at him, hands coming up to cup his cheeks. The apples of his cheeks burst into flames at your touch, butterflies erupting underneath the skin of his shuddering chest.

"(Y/N) I love you. I will always love you... And if you will be so kind, I would like to start a family with you"

He sees your face break into a smile, which makes him smile. Before he knows it you're climbing into his lap and kissing him with a passion that fills him with a need he has never experienced.

Kyojurou Rengoku

Kyojurou was sure he wanted children at some point, and as your husband, he made you aware of this, in case it wasn't for you. For the most part, your husband had great self-control.

However, it always seems to slip away when his younger brother makes a comment, about how your baby would probably have bright hair like theirs. At first, it's just that thought, but soon he's thinking about baby names, daydreaming and kicking his legs behind him giggling. You easily notice your cheerful husband becoming even more giddy than usual- not to mention far more physically affectionate.

He finds every excuse under the sun to get you under him. He takes his time, forehead pressed against yours, enraptured in pleasure. Your legs are pressed to your chest; a new position for you. The sheer depth is enough to make you dizzy, even without moving.

Kyojurou looks deeply into your eyes before kissing you passionately, sensually, as if the world is ending.

"Honey, i think we should have a baby!" he huffs out in between languid thrusts. You thought he'd never ask.

"Me too, Kyo~"

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi doesn't not want kids. He just feels he would be a bad father given all of his hangups. He worries he won't be emotionally available for a child, or might accidentally scare them when he is angry.

So this feeling is conflicted within him. On one hand, he's utterly in love with you and the way you care for Genya is heartwarming to the point of actually convincing him he might be ok if you were by his side. On the other, he was terrified of being a bad parent.

Sanemi swears you look so pretty holding your friend's new baby. You hold it like you're accustomed to it like it was yours. And you just look so fucking happy like that. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if he- no, he couldn't just rush into these things. But you look so pretty he's having a hard time rationalising anything.

He sits beside you, peering down at the baby that tries to grasp at his fingers. It's actually sort of cute, he thinks. Then you look up at him, and he's caught off guard by a vision of you and your own baby. Your friend has to physically bite back giggles while she watches the motions of Sanemi's thoughts. She knows what's happening better than he does.

She sparks up a conversation with you to see how flustered she can make the hashira on this topic. "You know, past the halfway mark I gave up putting on my own pants- it got too annoying when I couldn't see over the bump and boobs. My husband had to help me instead!"

It seems to work like a charm. Sanemi almost zones out, thinking about how you would look pregnant. Without realising it he is salivating at the thought of your swollen chest and round tummy. 'fuck,' he thinks, 'that sounds good'

Half an hour later he's rushing to leave, hastily pulling your coat over your shoulders and waving goodbye to the baby. He didn't dislike being there in any way- he'd just rather be somewhere else with you. He tugs you down the road, looking at you with a strange new fervour, eyes darting to your lips and tummy.

Your friend closes the door behind you with a mischievous grin. "I'll give it a week before she's pregnant<3"

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Rengoku baby daddy headcanons

Rengoku spends the whole of the train ride rambling to Tanjirou, Nezuko, and Zanitsu about how excited he is to behaving a baby with you. So much so that even they have to admit they were excited.

Like would your baby look like you or him? Perhaps both?

When you both learn you are with child, he makes a promise to always keep the two of you safe.

It's only partway through the Mugen Train mission that he realises that he cannot do that if he dies.

His non-functioning eye waters at the idea of you and his child living all by yourselves, your child never having met their father.

He had never pondered how much he mattered to someone. Or how much the creature growing inside of you mattered to him.

The demon stares at him in confusion when he stops swinging his sword. Akaza nearly believes that heartbroken your husband.

"Tanjirou. If I don't come back- please tell my wife" he coughs "and my family I love them"

Tanjirou is not about to let Rengoku act like he's going to die.

"Rengoku, listen to me... You aren't going to die. You're going to return home, hug your wife and hold your baby, and you're going to live a long life- watching your family grow up. You'll teach your children a legacy. Kyojurou, you're going to live and be so loved!"

His speech awakens something inside of him. He knows he must fight for you- he can't lay and wait for death like a coward. He feels reinvigorated as he continues to fight off the demon's attacks.

Akaza almost feels bad for having to kill the slayer. Almost.

It's nearly day when Rengoku finally beheads the demon, a great deal of pride overcoming himself before he faints face-first into the ground.

Rengoku is barely back to form when you go into labour, but he forces his way from his bed- against the butterfly girls' begs- and hobbles into your hospital room, clinging to your hand as you cry.

He whispers sweet words of encouragement into your hand, kissing your knuckles to distract you and never flinching when you scratch him in pain.

When the baby is born, handed to you in a soft blanket, the first thing you see is bright yellow hair. He's in love with how cute their tiny face is, even as it cries.

"Congratulations! It's a perfectly healthy beautiful baby girl!" Shinobu grins.

His daughter. Nearly the spitting image of him. 'just cuter', he thinks.

When you're both finally allowed to go home, he fights tooth and nail to do all the housework, despite his injuries. You argue with him but he's sure that he'd rather have you comfy and with baby Rengoku than tired and unwell.

Over the months he gets closer to being fullform, though he's aware he'll never see from his eye, and will always have a limp.

That doesn't mean he won't do everything for your child though <3

He'll give her piggyback rides, tuck her into bed, and build forts with her.

He doesn't admit it but having Senjurou around is really helpful when he's in an episode of pain.

Even his father tries to be more involved after the birth, trying to reconcile with his children and make an effort in his grandchild's life.

He retires from the corp after his battle with upper four, with a considerable pension, so he uses all his time to the fullest with his family

But if you think he'll be content with just one baby, you've got another thing coming.

"Aw, but you'd look so pretty pregnant again! And surely Ruka would love a new sibling"

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Being Their Soul Mate <3

Tanjirou, Zenitsu, Inosuke x reader (separate)

Tanjirou Kamado

From the moment you got close enough for Tanjirou to smell, he knew you were his soul mate. And before you know it, he's sprinting towards you, following the perfect smell. He stops in front of you, blushing like a fool from head to toe.

You can feel the pull towards him, even without an introduction. Your eyes can hardly leave each other, basking in the overwhelming silence. You smile at him, your own cheeks tinted pink, holding out your hand to him. He jumps out of his daze and grips your hand enthusiastically, bringing it to his lips to place a heartfelt kiss on your knuckles.

"I'm sorry to be so forward, i really should have introduced myself before. Please forgive me!" he bows deeply- so deeply you think his head may hit the floor. You fight back a sheepish laugh, shaking your head.

"My name is Tanjirou Kamado, it's beyond a pleasure to meet you," he still holds your hand carefully, loose enough for you to pull it away should you desire to. You don't.

"I'm (f/n) (l/n). I never imagined my soul mate to be as sweet as you, Tanjirou," you can see how his face turns even redder at your words, stuttering out broken sentences.

You gently squeeze his hand, "Did you want to join me on my walk? we have a lot to talk about, I feel"

He nods eagerly, letting you pull him through the streets, all while staring bashfully at the way your hair sways as you move. He thinks he might already be in love.

Zenitsu Agatsuma

'Marry me!'

Those were the words inked into your wrist. A brash, scribbling handwriting. Admittedly you were worried about the circumstances of you meeting your soul mate, given the intense first words.

Evidently, the situation was not nearly as sad as you worried it could be. You weren't being married off, no.

Your soul mate was just super weird.

You shake your leg, hoping to remove the boy from his hold. He's sobbing on the floor, mumbling incoherent pleas at you, still shaken up from the demon he would have been attacked by, had you not struck.

"W-what the hell? You can't just spring that on someone!" you squeal. Finally, he lets go, a look of shock on his face. A moment later a shockingly warm sensation takes over the two of you. You grip your wrist, and he scratches at his shoulder, letting out yelps of 'ouchies'

You look down at your wrist to see the letters glowing gold, pulsing against your bones. Zenitsu gazes up at you momentarily before bawling and returning to clinging onto your legs. You take the time to help him up while his two friends watch in confusion and embarrassment at his actions.

He holds both of your hands and brings them to his cheeks, and you can feel how hot his face is. "Y-you're my soul mate. That means you have to marry me"

You sigh but smile. At least he was enthusiastic, you guessed.

"Maybe let's just start with a date and we can go from there" His tears disappear at your words, replaced by a gigantic smile, not even you can resist.

Inosuke Hashibira

For as long as Inosuke can remember, he's had the name (f/n) (l/n) engraved into his collarbone. Too bad he couldn't read it without Tanjirou's help.

"(f/n) (l/n)..." Tanjirou taps his chin in thought for a moment before gasping, "I got it- that's the ice pillar's name! "

Zenitsu fawns at the idea, "Wow, imagine having a soul mate strong enough to be a Hashira"

He hears the word strong and immediately puffs out his chest, "If they're strong, I'm gonna beat 'em!" Tanjirou now realises that Inosuke doesn't know the concept of Soul Mates.

By the time he tries to explain it, the boy is sprinting through the courtyard, dodging pillars and kakushi.

"Inosuke-" Tanjirou cannot finish his mortified plea.

"ICE HASHIRA COME HERE AND FIGHT ME!" everyone turns towards him in shock and confusion.

"Don't be so loud! if you really wanna see them, they're sitting on that bench" Sanemi scowls at the group of boys, making Tanjirou blanch, uttering apologies.

You're peacefully lying across the bench, nose planted firmly in your book when a shadow falls over you. Slowly you gaze up at the man towering over you before moving to sit up straight.

You recognise the boy in the checkered haori, smiling "Hello Tanjirou. It's nice to see you again. Are these your friends"

Before a smiling Tanjirou can respond, Inosuke brings his sword down beside your hand.

"FIGHT ME!" his face flushes with blood as he seethes under his mask.

You give him a serene smile, "I'm sorry but I believe it would be dangerous for you if I were to fight back."

He pays no mind and swings his sword above him. He looks down only to find you gone in the blink of an eye. In less than three seconds, his katanas are wrenched out of his hands as he is pinned to the ground.

Tanjirou gasps at the embarrassingly short battle- if you could call it such. "Inosuke! Are you both alright?"

'Inosuke?'

You glance down at the man under your foot, "Is your name Inosuke Hashibira?" you ask as calmly as ever, gently releasing him from the hold.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" he scowls under his mask. He doesn't know why he's so nervous around you but it's pissing him off.

"My name is (y/n), the ice Hashira," your smile has an unanticipated calming effect on inosuke, "it would seem we are soul mates"

he blushes at your giggle, still not understanding what a soul mate is. He looks at Tanjirou for help, who sighs.

It was going to be an agonising conversation. He drags the boar boy away, inosuke still staring at you as you wave them goodbye. He wouldn't admit that he missed you already.

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Hi hi you writing is awesome I was wondering if you could write anything about the shorties of genshin impact with a taller s/o and kinda weird but i was wonderingif you could specifically write where the s/o just likes to randomly pick them up for fun. I always see xiao specifically where it looks like you same height or shorter. I am 5'8 let me pick up the small bois😂

Sure! No problem, ive done a few other characters too. It was fun to write, thank you <3

Hu Tao

She lovingly teases you for being so much taller than her. She's never mean but she has joking asked if you will hold a sign since people will see it easier so high up.

Hu Tao genuinely finds being picked up by you to be a fun activity. She often leaps onto your back playfully <3

"Hehe! im your backpack now, Y/N~"

Kazuha

Kazuha doesn't exactly freak out but he is taken aback when you do it. He won't fight you and after a while, he gets used to it and may start to pick you up and spin you with him too.

"You're so strong, my love"

Xiao

He's never cared about you being taller than him, after all, he feels secure in his strength. (He's into it <3)

He gets really freaked out as he doesn't particularly enjoy being touched out of nowhere. He wouldn't ever hurt you but he does yelp to let him go. He secretly enjoys being held though <3

"H-Hey, let me down"

Venti

Venti actively asks you to pick him up, liking the way it feels so secure in your arms, pressed tightly to your chest. He feels safe enough to sleep right then and there. You being so tall is a bonus for him because he can sit on your shoulders and see the festivals.

"My tall angel<3", "I wish you could hold me forever"

Aether

Oh my god, he's so into it. Honestly, you make him feel very flustered every time you pick him up. I don't know, he just loves it so, so much. Please hold him longer he never wants to let go, you might have to pry him away.

"Oh my!"

Lumine

she sees you guys as the ultimate power couple. She really wants to ask you to spin her for a double attack lol

"Hey, from here, I can see any opponents long before they get close"

Scaramouche

Doesn't enjoy it but lets you do it because he knows you enjoy it and he likes seeing you enjoy yourself. He doesn't feel this way or the other about your height unless you tease him for being short- then he gets salty.

"Says you- I'm not short, you're just too tall!"

Freminet

He gets extremely shy around you all the time, and your randomly grabbing him and spinning him doesn't help his flustered cheeks calm down. He clings to you for dear life.

"S-slow down, please!"

Gorou

Was somewhat intimidated by you to begin with, but now he enjoys the midair cuddles. He may even try to pick you up if he's feeling bold enough.

"I promise i won't drop you~"

Heizou

He literally only has a problem with it if it's impeding his work. Other than that he loves being swooped up into a surprise hug <3

"You're cute, y'know that~"

Razor

He gets a little defensive before he knows it's you. He doesn't quite know why you do it, but he understands that your touches are affectionate and not aggressive.

"Hug?"

Xiangling

She often asks for your help getting things on tall shelves that she cant reach. She bursts into fits of giggles when you pick her up, and clings to you like a koala bear <3

"You're so sweet and cuddly, Y/N!"

Sucrose

She doesn't dislike it but it flusters her terribly when you touch her at all. Be careful, there's a chance she might spill a chemical on you if she's frightened in her lab

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry"

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Love Tropes

These are specific tropes i feel that certain Genshin men would fall into

Lovers on opposite sides.

Rivals or potential adversaries in huge wars. You first meet in a fight, weapons drawn and the weight of victory looming over you. Neither of you wants to lose but you both realise this isn't worth fighting for. They aren't fighting for their home anymore because they realise their home is only with you. It's secretive, meetings in the dark, dinners spent together twenty-five feet away from each other's table. Finally, the war subsides and you can feel safe together.

Sara, Gorou, Kokomi, Kaeya, Lynette

Childhood friends turned sweethearts.

You've always been together, and now as you grow older they understand that they don't want to live a day without you. You mean too much to let you go when they love you. Middle school dances turn into prom, and before you know it, you dance at your wedding.

Lyney, Tighnari, Jean, Navia, Itto

The curse only broken by true love

They are cursed with immortality and to live out their days as hideous beasts for their sins until someone comes along and loves them anyway. They don't believe it will ever happen. But here we are. You see the human beneath the scales, fur, feathers, and back anti-social attitude. And once they return to humanity, a royal wedding is in order.

Furine, Zhongli, Diluc, Xiao, Neuvillette, Al Haitham, Ei

Shy hopeless romantic who is finally able to be romantic

Normally they can't seem to talk at all without stuttering but with you its so so easy. They feel safe with you and they fall fast and completely. They shower you with thoughtful gifts and actions in hopes of showing you how much they mean to you.

Freminet, Ayaka, Ganyu, Kazuha

Opposites attract

They're almost always serious but as luck would have it, they fell in love with sunshine personified, someone with no cares. They wont admit it but they appreciate you for the light you add to their life. They wouldn't have it any other way, even if it doesn't always seem like they acknowledge the effect you've had on their life.

Scaramouche, Ayato, Eula, Albedo, Xianyun, Ningguang

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Sorry if this is weird but I haven't seen anything like this before but could you maybe do some sort of headcanon for genshin characters with a s/o that had a cryptic pregnancy. Like they leave for one day or come home after a couple hours and s/o is just like "yeah I didn't know" while holding a newborn. Again sorry if it's weird

Sure, this sounds super interesting! Also sorry if this took a while i haven't been as active recently but ill try to get more into the fandom soon <3

(Ill only be doing the male character since the nature of this would be a little hard to plan out for the female characters, hope that's ok)

Genshin Men Reacting to Cryptic Pregnancies

Kaeya

Kaeya looks at you like you're crazy. He legitimately believes that you've just picked up some newborn orphan to baby-trap him without getting pregnant.

Well, at least that's what he believed until he saw what the tiny child looked like up close.

There was no room to deny that the child looked strikingly similar to him; dark blue hair and tan skin. The only difference between them was that this tiny baby had your eyes.

And as his tiny fingers grab the air in front of Kaeya, he becomes increasingly aware of what has happened.

You were pregnant for nine months. You gave birth.

And he wasn't even there when you did- he was drinking like his social life depended on it at the tavern.

"I'm a terrible husband," he laughs, incredulous of himself.

He couldn't turn such a child away, even if he wanted no children. It would be obvious who had fathered one of the two blue-haired people in Mondstadt.

Diluc

Diluc is at a loss for words.

He doesn't doubt you, he's known you so deeply that he can see in your eyes and in your body that you've been through something.

So when you hold the tiny infant out towards him, he carefully takes her into his arms as if she were a treasure so valuable he could not bear the idea of tarnishing it.

He presses her warmly against his chest and looks at you in such a way that you know he is not at all upset with you. In fact, he then looks away and places a triad of light pecks on her short red hair.

"I wish i had known" he says ruefully- and for a moment your heart sinks as though you think he was disappointed in such an outcome.

"If i had known sooner, we could have prepared a nursery"

Venti

Venti isn't quite sure whether he wants to run away from you or towards you.

It wasn't that he didn't like you anymore, or that he didn't want children.

He simply worried that he would not be a good parent, staying late into the night in bars playing music and over-drinking. He could see those days flying away from him in the eyes of the child.

But still, he could not harbour resentment for such a young, uncomprehending thing. Something that depended on him so greatly- far greater than any normal mortal had ever depended on him as an archon.

No, to him this was special.

He thought about it. Yes, his days of drinking every day were behind him. But something new would soon replace them. He traded wine for a son who loved him like no other would.

Venti surely had never planned on this, had he known you were pregnant he would have tried harder to break his ugly habit of day drinking.

But what is done is done, he thinks.

Now he just had to raise a child. How hard could it be?

Albedo

He sums it up as a curiosity, rather than sentimentality. He admits that yes he loves you, but this thing, surely he was only keeping it alive- feeding it, burping it, changing it- to satiate his curiosity of how it came to be in the first place.

Firstly, he was under the impression that he was infertile, let alone thinking you were pregnant. It simply wasn't something he accounted for.

But you see it differently to him. You can see that what Albedo is denying as intrigue was really paternal love. You weren't quite sure whether he was trying to deny it, to keep the child at arm's length, or whether he was just dense. That wasn't something anyone had really associated with Albedo.

He supposes that, in a way, the baby was rather cute. It abstained from taking on many of his attributes, which he found himself thankful for. If he was honest, the baby was more similar to you in appearance. The only thing he theorised may be a piece of him showing was the fact that the child seemingly could not take their eyes off of their surroundings.

Its a gradually thing, a feeling that develops over weeks of caring for it. What started out as wonder at how it happened slowly melded into the realisation that he no longer cared, and the point was that it did happen, and he was content with that answer for once.

Xiao

Xiao very nearly drops off the earth after you show him the child. It could not be his- or yours- he's sure he would have been able to sense the pregnancy if you were.

The weeks after are filled with worry and Xiao's absence. He sits atop the roof of Wangshu Inn, looking out at the city in the distance, wondering if you and, by extension, 'your' child is still there.

He's desperate to take another glance, to put his guilt to bed, to prove to himself that the child could not be his. He's also terrified it could prove the opposite, leaving Xiao in more guilt than before and with more responsibilities.

Xiao may have never seen you again had it not been for Zhongl's insistence that he appear to him. With you sat beside him.

At first glance, he comes to realise that it is undeniable that the child is his. He could feel it, stronger than any feeling he had ever felt before. He felt his heart clench painfully inside of his chest as though it were crying for the moments they had wasted.

But he still can't bring himself to touch his child, too afraid to stain it with his sins.

He cries against you that night, sobbing apologies into your shoulder and muttering promises to his son.

Tartaglia

Bro straight up does not even question it. He's heard of such things before and he's so sure and secure in your relationship that the idea that it isn't his or yours doesn't even cross his mind.

If he's honest, its obviously his. The ginger hair was a big hint.

Ajax is honestly incredibly happy- he's always wanted a family of his own and he feels as if this was a gift from the archons. A child that no one outside of him and you know exists yet. He's aware of how good a position that is given how high his place in the fatui is.

He cannot resist telling his family, asking them to keep if close to their chest for the baby's sake.

He didn't get the chance to look after you during the pregnancy, so he's making up for it now. He won't let you do anything in the first few months.

"Stay here gorgeous, I'll feed her!", "You worked so hard you deserve an hour where you aren't looking after our child", and "I just found the CUTEST little outfit in the boutique- look!" are all common things to hear now.

He hasn't brought it up yet, but he really, really wants another one. One that he can help you with during the pregnancy and anticipate.

Zhongli

I feel as though there is no way for you to be pregnant and have him not know at some point.

In fact, he tries to hint it to you in the beginning and later outright asks you if you're pregnant. When you deny it, he's astoundingly patient, waiting for you to realise it yourself.

He understands that it must be absurd to hear that you were pregnant when you have no symptoms of it.

So he makes it a point to always be close by, or to have someone (usually Xiao) keep an eye on you.

It's just an average walk through Liyue Harbour when you drop to the floor and groan in pain. Your husband is immediately there to steady you, offering his strong hand for you to crush.

People gather around you both in concern, encircling you like you were some spectacle. Zhongli tells them to step away, and as people start to realise the gravity a green-haired doctor slips past the crowd.

You give birth in the street, never realising you were pregnant before leaving the house.

Kaedehara Kazuha

Kazuha has always been fairly good at going with the flow and this was no exception.

If he was honest, he knows that even if it wasn't related to you both, and you just picked it up off the street he would never refuse it.

He does his best to accept things and help you with things after, to make sure you heal well.

He's never cared for a child, let alone his own but he's willing to try his best in doing so.

And he's an outrageously good father given he had no time to prepare.

He fashions a baby bed on the crux, sleeping with the baby on his chest every night before finishing it.

It's you who finds out that your child will only sleep when sung to, after Kazuha has been doing so for the first few weeks.

Kazuha hadn't expected this but he has to admit that having a child has made him feel at home in every place as long as it is with you.

Thoma

Immediately Thoma panics. Though not for the reason you expect.

"Now I have to give short notice when asking for paternity leave"

Of course, he doesn't make it your fault, he's aware it's half of both of you.

When the Kamisato siblings find out, Ayaka is extremely excited. Thoma is given paid paternity leave, and Ayaka gets to coo at your tiny baby, marvelling at how it managed to occur.

Thoma is a wonderful father and he always volunteers to get up in the night for feeds and changes.

Fatherhood suits him well <3

He may have one moment of apprehension about the pregnancy, briefly questioning whether you had really given birth.

Before he reigns himself back in and realises that he knows you would never do something like that.

Arrataki Itto

Cue five minutes of pure silence while he tries to understand what you just said <3.

Bro didn't even know that was possible, like no way.

But at the same time, he understands that you wouldn't joke about this sort of thing. Plus the baby has horns just like her father.

He's in a state of shock for a few hours, a dumb expression painted on as he sits down cradling the baby oni.

And then finally he responds.

"Wait so this is like mine? I have to keep it and like look after it and stuff?"

Gorou

Gorou could smell something different with you from the beginning but with nothing to go on he didn't press it.

And at some point he just stopped noticing it, there was no reason to assume when he saw no real change in your behaviour.

Until he sees two resistance members charging towards him and beckoning him to follow them as they run off once more.

And that's when he finds you, sat low against the wall of a hut, sweaty and tearstained.

And then he hones in on the babe tucked between your arms and chest.

And then the guilt hits him. He could have known this might be the case, surely he should have made you leave just until he was sure of the outcome.

"I- I forced you into battle... And-and you were pregnant."

Kamisato Ayato

Ayato is very sure that you would never lie to him but he knows that the circumstances will be suspicious to many and that those who doubt may spread rumours given your unmarried status.

He loves you and he'd sooner die than have people spread vicious lies about you like you were some harlot.

But he really can't bear the idea of giving up your son.

So he bites the bullet and he, you, and Ayaka make a public appearance when you both introduce your child and the godmother, Ayaka <3.

People talked about you both but he couldn't care less when he had something so beautiful to look forward to now.

Tighnari

Tighnari is also there to watch you suddenly give birth. However he remains calm, easing your pain with herbs and scents.

He kisses your forehead and squeezes your hand to reassure you of how well you're doing.

He has never had experience with one in person but he knows of them, and he takes the subsequent weeks observing you and the baby, all while caring for you both.

He hadn't expected a child so soon but he had desire for a whole family someday so he took it in stride.

He takes great pleasure telling Collei, knowing how excited she would be.

Cyno

Cyno feels his whole heart thump when he comes home from a week of work away from you to see you in a chair, rocking a baby back and forth.

"Are you babysitting for a friend, sweetheart?"

You jump as if you didn't hear him enter and then relax when your eyes find him in the doorway.

"Not quite," you murmur as you play with the baby's tiny hand/

He grows curious and gingerly steps closer until he is beside you, looking down at the child.

He'd recognise that hair anywhere. And those eyes.

He felt as though he was looking back at himself from his past.

Instinctively he reaches out to gently caress the small face that peers up at him.

And then he looks back at you as if asking for an explanation. How did this happen? Surely, he would have realised you were pregnant.

Scaramouche

No. He's unwilling to even entertain the idea that you were pregnant with his child, to begin with. He was sure he was infertile. there was no way this thing was his.

And its that simple to him, you think. He leaves and you never meet again.

What you don't know is that Scaramouche, now Wanderer, is none the wiser to your existence, and the child you share.

Sorry, that's quite a sombre ending. I would like to mention that with Scara, he would ultimately return to you if he knew you <3

[senanatheskenana]

The Sinclairs' Reaction to their S/O Giving Birth to Twins

Bo Sinclair

Bo knows that since he is one of a pair himself, there's always a bigger chance you'll have twins too.

He just hadn't expected it to be so soon.

Of course, you looked a little rounder than you both thought you would but he was sure you were just carrying an extra chunky baby. 

He remembers that when his mother was pregnant with Lester, she would complain about how heavy he was just for one baby, but his father always maintained that it meant he must be healthy.

So imagine Bo's shock when he's handed TWO babies, all swaddled up in blankets.

He's shocked and hates to admit it but his first though was 

"Fuck now we gotta think of an extra name."

But after that, he gets a feeling of De ja vous.

They're so tiny in his hands and he cant help but feel his eyes water a little.

They aren't conjoined and thats all he could ask for.

But they are two boys, just like him and Vincent.

And they have his eyes and hair. 

When you take them home, he starts working on a new crib- one was not gonna cut it now.

In fact he was trying to get two of everything he could to make sure he never had to use their old childhood things.

He promises himself that he'll never love one more than they other.

Vincent Sinclair

You both had a feeling you were having twins and Vincent was honestly terrified at the notion.

He's completely terrified that they'll be conjoined like he and Bo were.

Infact he was terrified that they'd inherit any features from him. He hasnt got high selfesteem and if annything, he'd hope they take after you because he thinks youre so beautiful.

He's so relieved when you give birth and he sees that they are completely normal.

They had his eyes and your hair.

And as he's staring down at them, callused fingers stroing gently across their cheeks he thinks they might be angels.

He wants to remember every moment of them growing up.

His first wax sculture he makes when you all get home is one of you holding the two in their blankets.

And that marks what you all refer to as 'Vincent's House of Memories' 

He absolutely loves them to the core and he cant imagine a better feeling that holding them in his arms.

Lester Sinclair

He was not expecting twins in any capacity.

In fact, he faints when he sees them.

Ironically, Lester is the one to have conjoined twins.

They are connected by a layer of skin on their sides but luckily the operation was successful and had no complications.

The two babies are only left with a scar running down their backs.

He isn't upset about it. How could he be, when they were so perfect.

He's happy that there's two of them to love if he's honest.

If anything, he hopes that the two will have a stronger bond with their uncles due to their birth circumstance

[senanatheskenana]

The Sinclair Twins With Baby Fever

This contains smut so minors do not engage thank you. Contains graphic depictions of sex/ sexual acts.

(Also i havent written smut in a while so im sorry if its bad lmao)

Bo Sinclair

Bo never thought he'd want kids.

He thought they were sort of like inconveniences from how his parents acted when they were kids.

But that idea slowly began to change after meeting you

For one, it takes two people to make one, and in a ghost town, there isn't an abundance of living women.

And Bo didn't really believe he would be a good parent.

However, it all flipped rather suddenly for Bo.

You had been showing him photos from an old vacation you went on with family and he stumbled across one of you and your niece.

A tiny one-year-old, in cute pink dungarees, all swaddled up in your arms with big blue eyes and one of her chunky hands in her mouth on an exploration.

Bo admitted that it was rather cute and you started to ramble about the times you've looked after family and children.

And it occurs to Bo that while he may not be wonderful with children, you certainly were.

The thought comes along all too suddenly for his liking and before he knows what he's doing, he's imagining you with your baby- his baby.

It makes his chest flutter, the image of your swollen belly and milk-filled chest burning into his eyes.

He tries to give it some serious thought, weighing up the pros and cons of such an important choice.

Bo of course brought it up to you. He wasn't going to just grin and bear the need he was now experiencing.

~~~~~

"Oh my god," you grin up at him. He scowls and huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What? I don't see what the big deal is." he's still pouting and you have to admit he looks pretty cute like that, with blushy cheeks.

"Bo, you've got baby fever!" you giggle and him as he huffs again. 

Bo throws his arms up in the air and sighs. He knows he isn't going to win that battle. "Look did you want to have a baby or not, sugar?"

You give him a long drawn-out silence, leaving him in anticipation for what he deems to be far too long, however, he doesn't want to push his luck on the situation.

You finally give him a smile and a wink, "Of course I do, Bo." he fights back a smile and slinks closer to you to give you a peck on the cheek but lets out a chuckle when you pull him back again for a proper kiss.

He smirks and practically throws you into the bedroom, not wasting a moment to take off his shirt and throw it to the side. He tugs down his jeans and you both begin to shed clothing as fast as possible. You can hear the clink of your husband's belt hitting the floor over the sound of your loud heartbeat. He finally moves to slot himself between your thighs, grinding against your clothed heat.

Bo hasn't felt this nervous in a long time. Normally, sex is rough and teasing with Bo, but every little touch against him feels like fire and it has him moaning into your chest like a virgin. The image of your swollen belly ingrains itself into his mind again, and he feels himself becoming too needy to pace himself. Before he can fully grasp what he's doing, he's already rutting into you with quick deep thrusts. He doesn't bother pulling out and wasting time on long thrusts, choosing to just chase the pleasure you both want so badly.

Bo loves the way you look under him like this, eyes nearly closed and rolling back with your mouth agape from the breathless moans you're making after every rub of his cock against your g-spot. He can feel you tightening around him, and he honestly can't recall a better feeling than this. He can tell you're going to cum soon with how loud you are and how your hips try to chase his.

Bo slips a hand between you both and plants it on your folds. He'll be damned if he was going to cum this soon without you. You let out a moan that sounds like it was straight out of a porno, and Bo feels it travel like electricity down to his groin. You can feel him twitch deep inside you, kissing against your internal ridges. You're so tight that Bo can barely move without moaning like a bitch.  

He comes close to your face, watching your fucked out expression closely. His fingers speed up, deftly finding your clit and circling it like he's begging for you to cum around him. "'Gonna cum, sugar?" his southern drawl drags you out of your fever dream state and you nod up at him, failing to find words anymore. You grip his shoulders and you wrap your thighs around his waist. He laughs at the idea that you're stopping him from pulling out. You cum and he can feel you completely spasm around his cock. Bo knows he can't take another second of that intense pleasure before he's cumming so hard he's seeing coloured patches in his vision, moaning as he stills inside of you. Hot ropes of his cum spurt out into you, making you gasp from the new feeling.

Bo nearly collapses on top of you after, head laying on your comfortable chest while your fingers rake through his wet hair. He can't bring himself to pull out of you just yet, and he's still breathless from finishing inside you for the first time. He can feel your thighs rocking still with the aftershocks of the experience. He kisses your chest lightly and looks up at you.

"I love you, Sugar," he murmurs softly against your skin, "I love you so much."

You don't miss how one of his hands rubs gentle circles into your tummy.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent's biggest problem is his lack of communication. He can't simply speak about how he's feeling most of the time.

If he could, you may have found out about this sooner.

Vincent has always been more tolerant of children than Bo was so he experienced this quite early on but didn't know how to approach you about it.

He was worried that you would think he was weird or that you wouldn't want kids and then leave him.

So for months, he suffered in silence, fighting the urge to paint your insides with himself, and fantasising about what life would be like if you had a baby.

He's touched himself to the thought of you swollen and glowing, and imagining it's you he's coming in before the reality sets in again and he feels disgusted with himself once more.

You've started to notice his hesitance in intimate moments and you finally confront him, asking if he doesn't think you're attractive anymore.

He moves his hand to different parts of the basement, all filled with paintings and sculptures of you. It was a stupid thing to ask, of course, he thought you were gorgeous.

~~~~~

So you finally ask him what the problem was, and why he was suddenly not willing to touch you.

Vincent is of course quiet. He, in all honesty, was trying to hold off sex because he didn't feel he could trust himself to pull out anymore. He was worried that the temptation would be too great and he wouldn't be able to help himself. He's not really sure how he can say that and not come off as a huge pervert.

So he just comes close to you and embraces you momentarily, before placing a hand on your abdomen. It's just barely present but you can feel the touch. Then he takes his hands and makes a cradling motion.

For a moment you're confused. What does he mean by 'baby'? until it clicks in your mind. Did Vincent think you were pregnant? Was that why he was being so careful?

"Vinny, sweetheart, I'm not pregnant you dont need to worry about hurting me or anything-" Before you can finish, Vincent shakes his head and begins to sign.

'I know he looks at you to make sure you're following him, 'I think that's the problem'

Some sort of realisation becomes apparent to you and you ask the question he's been wanting to ask for months.

"Do you... Want a baby?"

He waits a moment and then nods before looking down. He begins signing again but doesn't look up, he doesn't want to see your grossed-out face.

'I was scared to force something on you but I wasn't sure how to say it. I didn't think I could trust my body during sex anymore.'

Your heart swells a little bit at the confession. Had Vincent been beating himself up for wanting to get you pregnant?

"I think I want a baby too, Vince" you giggle when his head shoots up from looking down at the floor. He signs too quickly for you to follow but you can just about catch the words 'Angel' and 'love'.

He stops signing and abruptly picks you up, spinning you before holding you bridal style in his arms. He hasn't said but you have an idea of where he's taking you. Vincent kicks the door to your shared bedroom open and gently places you on the covers. He removes his own clothing- save for his mask- and then patiently removes your own, kissing the skin that is revealed. 

Usually, Vincent gets quite needy during these moments, and his touch is feverish. He's painfully hard at this point, but he wants to savour you. He doesn't want to lose himself just yet. 

You're the one who removes his mask, taking in his flushed face and pulling him closer for a kiss. He can't begin to describe how much he loves you at this moment. He puts little weight on you as he traps you on the bed between his arms. 

You make a noise of surprise when he pulls back from you to lean on his feet. You're about to ask what he's doing but he's already sliding down your body to slot his head between your thighs. He gives the left of a small nip before kissing it again. Your core floods with anticipation when he gazes up at you like that. He waits for you to push his face closer to your folds to make sure you're okay. As soon as you do, he pushes his whole face against you, breathing you in and flattening his large tongue against your pussy. He lets out a raspy moan before he truly begins to lick. You know what's coming and the anticipation makes your thighs shudder around his head. 

He looks up through his hair to see you throw your head back in pleasure. He's always loved how you look like this, with his head between your thighs and your hands in his hair. The sight is so hot that he knows he could probably finish from it alone. 

Your breath hitches when you feel his hand travel from your hip to your folds. He uses his hand to part them before he gives a few kitten licks to your clit. His own eyes roll back as you spasm, and he continues that motion, fingers sliding into your wet core. He moves his two fingers slow and deep inside you, crooking them upwards halfway through each languid thrust. And just like that he can feel you tightening on his fingers with each lick and movement. Your moans get louder but he continues, spurred on by the look of pleasure you give him.

Your hips rut against his face and he moans against your clit, taking it into his mouth and sucking it. Just like that his fingers bring you over the edge, moaning and shaking as you wrap your legs around his face. Vincent removes his fingers and pushes his face into you again, licking up your juice before rising once more to be above you. You still look fucked out and he takes pride it in. You pull him in and kiss him deeply.

Vincent's hands travel down your thighs and stop at your knees. You briefly wonder what he's doing before he pushes them up and pins your legs against your chest. He's never tried this angle before.

But he likes it. A lot. 

You can see from his expression that he's enjoying the view and briefly his eyes flicker between you and a sketchbook. You grab his face gently and make him look at you.

"You can draw later. Right now I want you to fuck me, Vincent" 

His one good eye widens as if to say 'Yes ma'am' and before you know it, he's slotting himself into you, using his body weight to keep your legs pinned against your chest. Already he's so deep inside you that he's pushing against your sweet spot without trying. Vincent takes a moment to gather himself- he doesn't think he's ever been this deep inside you and suddenly he loves this position even more. He begins to roll his hips against you slowly, teasingly. He knows you want more so he begins to move, throwing a fair amount of his body weight into each deep thrust. Vincent can hear your breathless moan with each slap of his hips against your backside. He leans down on his strong left arm and uses his right to fondle your bouncing chest, making eye contact with you. It's your half-lidded hazy expression that makes his heart hammer in his chest. Vincent mouths the words 'I love you' and 'so pretty' over and over like a chant.

He's sure you can feel every little twitch and pulse of his cock with how tight you are around him. Fuck, he thinks, you feel so good. He's missed your pretty cunt so much and he's certain you've realised by how desperate his movement is becoming- degrading from measured, long, strong thrusts to irregular, quick jabs accompanied by crackly whimpers of pleasure. He's worried that he'll cum first now so he pulls his hand from your chest and pushes it between your folds to play with your clit.

A low, fractured murmur of "G-Gon' cu-um" falls from his open mouth and you're shocked for a moment.

Vincent stills against you and you feel your insides flood with warmth. The feeling along with his fingers still rubbing you tenderly, makes your own orgasm wash over you and he moans again as your pussy sucks him in further. He waits until you both finish before slowly pulling out of you, globs of excess cum seeping out of you. He uses his fingers to scoop the leaking cum up and fingers it back inside of you, humming when he sees that it isn't leaking anymore.

"I love you, Vinny," he looks at you and smiles, placing a pillow under your hips. He comes back to you with a flannel and washes the sweat from you and places a kiss on your forehead. Vincent lays beside you on the bed, placing his head against your chest and running his palm over the soft part of your tummy. 

[senanatheskenana]

Hello! I loved your Sinclair post about their S/O leaving them. If you would like too could you please write a part 2 where the S/O comes back and the talk it out? Happy ending if at all possible only if you want too, I hope you have a great day!

I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

I hope this is ok, i tried my best but i've been a little bit rusty after my break from writing <3

Part two of this

The Sinclair Boys' S/O Comes home.

Bo Sinclair

Bo had exhausted nearly every option of where to find you.

He knew that even if the chance of getting you back was slim, he had to at least apologise- promise to be better. For once he needed to prove to someone that he was worth the fight.

Most of all, he needed to see you.

And he never admitted it, but a part of himself needed to see if you looked even a fraction of the way he did.

Bo turned up on your doorstep, hat in his hand, face covered in dirt, sweat, and who knows whatelse.

You had to admit he looked awful- worse than you'd seen him in months.

Even when Bo recognises he's done wrong, he doesn't always feel bad and her certainly never apologises for it.

Until now.

~~~~~

You stand there on the porch, staring expectantly at Bo as he struggled to find words. His throat was dry, and all of the things that he wished to say- the large speech he had spent days rehearsing and rewriting- melted into nothing at the back of his throat. He looked at you briefly before diverting his attention downward at his shoes.

"Beauregard, please say somethin'. I don't wanna stand in the cold all day," when he doesn't seem to respond, you more to shut the door on him. He panics and in a moment of adrenalin, sticks his hand in the doorframe to stop you from closing it. He doesn't so much feel it as he does hear the scraping crunch, letting out a hiss when you immediately reopen the door to let his trapped fingers go.

The next thing he knows, he's in your kitchen with a bag of ice wrapped around his hand. The lights in the kitchen are too bright for Bo, making everything but you seem hazy in the sleep deprived state hes in. You can see that hes not in a good state, but it worries you how he got here

"Bo, did you drive all the way by yourself?" you hope he says no, that Lester had driven four hours to get here. However, from looking into his truck, you know it was just him.

Bo looks at you like you're stupid. "I drove. Din't ya see the truck?"

"Don't make that face at me, Beauregard. Why are you here?"

He stares at you a little longer again, his resolve cracking further. It's been so long since he's seen you and now he can barely look at you out of shame.

"Sugar, you know i ain't the type to apologise for anythin'. An' i know you deserve someone who does..." but now he looks you in the eyes like a kicked dog, "I haven't be'n treatin' you like I shoulda."

"Bo-"

"No, please lemme say this cuz i wanna get the chance before you chuck me out." he sighs.

"I know I'm no good for you, and i know i dont deserve the time of day from you but i do love you... Sugar, i love you so much it hurts when you ain't around no more. It's like i'm continuously choking on smoke. Now I ain't trying to guilt you into comin' home- Ambrose. "

"Bo please just say it"

"I'M SORRY- I know that don't make up for how ive treated you- or anyone," Bo shifts and mores to grip your hand, "But i wanna be better for you, i wanna show you i love you, and make you feel loved"

You remain silent for a time and he feels his stomach sink slowly to his feat and he deflates, retracting his hand.

"I-I'm gon' head out soon, get outta your hair for good. I just wanted you to know i was sorry."

"No you're not, you're in no state to drive Bo. Stay the night here. We can head back together tomorrow" at that his face lights up. "You can have a shower before you get anywhere near me though," you tease.

He smirks and scampers up the staircase, "Yes, ma'am"

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent made no attempts to find you.

After all, why would he try to bring you back if you were only going to leave again.

He figured he may as well cut his losses and try to get over it.

So he tried.

For weeks.

Then for months.

But he just couldn't.

He saw you in everything he did.

He could swear that he saw you in his paintings or in visitors' cars.

Hell he thought he saw you getting out of Lester's truck right now.

Until he realised you actually were.

But something was different.

~~~~~

Through the glass he could see you hopping out of the cab of the truck, thick winter sweater consuming your figure. He's sure its one of his.

Vincent rushed through the house to the front door, swinging it open on its creaky hinges. You hardly get the chance to look at him before he's wrapping his arms around you tightly.

Lester stands to the side watching.

"Yer lucky i was drivin' west otherwise she might not've made it t'all"

Vincent turns away to sign to Lester but you dont catch it because he's moving his hands so fast.

"She's tryin' to get back to ya but ran outta gas before i found her"

He was shocked. You were trying to get back to him? Why, he was sure you wanted nothing to do with him this entire time.

He signs slower so you can understand,

'Why did you come back?'

You look at him sadly. In truth you felt bad for running away with no notice- leaving Vincent all alone with no explanation.

"I had to." you started, "Because i love you. And it wasn't fair to run away, i know, but i was scared of what you might think, or do"

Though you cant see, Vincent looks puzzled under his mask, you can tell. he signs again.

'Why did you leave- what were you afraid of me for?'

Your eyes water and you look down, arms wrapping around your torso.

"Vincent, I.." the words get stuck in your throat and he moves to cup your cheeks but you grab his hands before he can. You don't think you can say it. Your trembling hands guid his callused palms to your stomach. His eye widens when he feels the protrusion there.

There was no way. He stiffens and stays like that for what feels like forever until your shoulders start to shudder with sobs. Vincent snaps out of it and panics, trying to calm your cries. He moves to embrace you again before frantically signing to you.

'No please darling, don't cry. I'm not upset- i could never be upset with you'

You sniffle, "I'm sorry i left you. It was only meant to be for one day- to go to the clinic but then i found out i was pregnant and then i got scared that you wouldn't want it so i went to a hotel to try to think about what to do but i never manages to figure anything out."

Vincent feels his heart crack a little bit at your distress. He should've been more intuitive- maybe let you know that he'd care about you no matter what.

He gently puts his hands back on your tummy and looks at you. He doesn't even need to sign for you to know what he was trying to say.

'It'll be ok'

Lester Sinclair

Lester was a good guy, you knew that.

To you, he was perfect.

He never even raised his voice at you, and you're sure that if he even scratched you, he'd feel horrible for days.

And if you were honest, you still missed him.

You knew what he was doing was wrong but you still loved him.

Before you can stop yourself you're calling his mobile, waiting for the beeps.

He picks up after a single ring, like always.

~~~~~

"Heh-hey hun!" he tries his best but you can hear he's happy that you called him. "Is everythin' ok up there?"

You had to admit, it was sweet that even now, he cares about things like that.

"Hey, Les..." you don't really know what to say but he's patient, "Sorry im not really sure why i called."

"It's ok, please, i ain't gonna complain" you can almost hear his smile through the phone.

"I'm sorry about what i said-"

he cuts you off, "No, no you're right. What we was doin' was horrible, i know. But i- i wantcha to know that i told Bo that i ain't doing his dirty work anymore."

That surprised you. You know that Bo's a strong, stubborn character and Lester wants nothing than to impress his older brothers. This was big.

"I'm glad, Lester. Just stay outta trouble." You tease him and he giggles.

"I'm tryin' my best out here." an uncomfortably long period of silence takes over the line before he speaks again. "Jonesy misses ya... she just sorta stares at the door at night, expectin' ya to come walk through it."

It sounds sort of sad when he says it like that, he realises. "Not that I'm tryin to trick ya into comin back, im jus' sayin' that maybe you'd like me to bring her up to you some time." It's a ploy so that he can see you again, he knows.

"Oh no, Lester don't go all the way out here to let me play with YOUR dog, thats unfair." you pout through the phone and he laughs again.

"I don't know- i'd get to see you again, so it seems like a good trade, hun."

You dont know what got into you.

"Lester, I miss you."

The line is quiet again for a few seconds before he replies, "Really?"

"I know you've done some horrible stuff, but i still love you, and i dont know, if you're tellin' the truth about leaving that stuff behind, then maybe we can make it work."

He fights back a squeal of delight when he hears that.

"You stay right there, Huneysuckle, I'll be coming to get you as soon as i can." you laugh at his enthusiasm, "I'm getting in the truck, ill see you soon!"

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Sinclair Boys When Their S/O Leaves Them

Bo Sinclair

Bo saw it coming. He knew it was going to happen at some point- he couldn't hide what he did for long. He made a point to reserve a part of him for that heartbreak, but without realising it, it became smaller and smaller.

He was happier than ever when he was with you.

The outbursts were at an all-time low and Vincent wished he could thank you for that.

But that didn't mean they didn't happen.

Bo still had moments where the anger and the frustration boiled over and usually it was aimed at you as well as his brothers.

He knew it scared you and every time his head cleared enough to think about it, he'd get disappointed in himself again.

But this time when he cooled off, you weren't there. He searched everywhere- tore the house and town apart- but the only thing he found was a hastily written note from Vincent, explaining that you had fled.

Vincent knew his brother would explode once he realised what had happened, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be around when Bo did. He hides away but he can hear his twin sobbing and screaming and punching at the walls.

~~~~~

All Bo can think about is how his mother was right.

"Yer an idiot if you think anyone'll love you as you are. No one'll wanna be around an unstable monster like you"

"Yes, Momma"

He'd wanted to do everything to prove to her that she was wrong but the older Bo got, the more he seemed to give in to the idea that she was right all along. Maybe he wasn't worth all the pain he was putting you through. Maybe he was a trainwreck just waiting on the tracks.

The only thing he was certain of now was that without you, he was nothing.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent knew that he had let himself indulge in his delusion too long. you weren't forever and you certainly weren't his. But he had hoped that you'd, one day, care for him and forget the fear- forget about the thing he did to make you stay to begin with.

But of course, you never did. The marks made it hard to forget about the long days spent tied down in the basement. The smells were a constant reminder that you could be the next person in the machine, as soon as Vincent's obsession with you dies out.

Part of him knew that you were only being receptive to him out of fear but the feeling of just having someone tolerate him was enough for him. He'd never hurt you even if you chose to remain resistant, and he wondered if he had made it known to you, that you may have stayed.

Maybe he should have listened when Bo practically screamed out to him.

~~~~~

"You freak- (Y/N) DON'T LOVE YOU! "

Bo was right, he knew. But still, it hurt to hear.

"You think they coulda looked you in the eye and told you they cared about you- coulda kissed you on all the parts that scared them? Wake up, Vince. You've been a fool if you think someone like that could look past the murder- Could look past you"

And just like that, Vincent was left alone in the basement, flipping through sketchbooks, tracing the lines that curved to create your face. He felt sick when he did. He was homesick for a place he had never truly been.

He didn't scream about you, or get angry because, in truth, he was the one who left the door open for you. He just hoped that by some grace of God, you would stay with him.

Lester Sinclair

Lester takes his truck out and searches into the night for you.

Surely you couldn't have gotten far on foot but there were coyotes and dangers in the wilderness.

Ironic, he thought, given that the reason you had run off was because of him.

He'd done so well at hiding what he and his brothers were doing in Ambrose but it could only stay quiet for so long. He knew you were going to see something.

What he didn't expect was for you to ask if he was cheating on you.

Of course, he wasn't, but you were sure you'd seen women in his truck on multiple occasions- nearly every week. He was always so secretive about it, and you became worried that he was sneaking around with people.

Lester would rather you know he was a murderer than think he doesn't love you.

He finds you walking along the roadside, shaking and sobbing.

~~~~~

"Hun, please get in the truck. I don't care- if you wanna leave, I'll take ya where you wanna go. Just don't go runnin' off like that again, you coulda gotten hurt."

"How do I know you ain't gonna kill me too. Is that what you were plannin' all along? To let my guard down and lead me into a trap?"

Lester flinches at your voice. He hates that you would even think that he could hurt you. He slowly drives beside you and pops open the passenger side door.

"Please get in. I won't take ya home- I'll take ya anywhere you want, just please dont do nothin' stupid"

So you hop in but stay against the door, as far from Lester as possible. He can't believe that he's driving you away from him. He can't believe he was stupid enough to continue killing even after having met you.

It's a long drive made even longer by the silence, but you eventually arrive at a relative's home. He attempts to touch your hand but you pull it away.

"Lester please don't touch me right now, I might be sick." He shrinks back and places both back on the steering wheel, clenching them until his knuckles turn white.

"I ain't gonna hurt you, hun."

"Go back to Ambrose, Lester. I won't say a word to anyone about this. As far as I know, I'm pretending this is all a dream. We never met, are we clear. I don't know you anymore."

Part two here

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The Sinclair Boys With A Single Parent S/O

In other words, this is my take on how they'd react to the responsibility of raising children than arent theirs and whether that affects how they saw you.

Bo Sinclair

Bo was definitely a little more wary of you because of it. He really wasn't sure about whether he was ready for all the extras that came along with that.

Dont get it twisted, he liked you a lot and he thought your Son was a good kid. He just wasn't sure if he would be able to accommodate for the emotional work it would take.

Hell, Bo was highly certain that he'd mess up your kid with his lifestyle and his own trauma.

Even now, when he's let himself be a part of you guys' lives, he's scared that he'll scare your son and mess it all up.

Bo still tries his best to connect with your son- he can't help but want to try to prove to his parents, though they're dead and gone, that he can be good for something and that he's not just a destructive hurricane of a person.

He still finds it hard to let his guard down enough to do it though. But you can see he's trying.

You can tell from the days he lets your son tag along to the garage and teaches him how to change a tyre, and how to fix a motor.

Bo teaches him how to shave his face later on and teaches him how to open his first beer.

Honestly, it warms your heart that he's come so far.

But it doesn't change the fact that he's a murderer. He knows he can't hide that, given the evidence is literally all over the whole town.

Your son was once young enough that he didn't understand, and Bo had enough time to think of a way to help the situation. He tries to cover it up to begin with. He tells him to never touch the wax people and to never go downstairs. He even tried to hide Vincent from him for a time.

Over time the murders became more and more irregular. It went from at least a car a week, then to every fortnight, and then monthly, until it seemingly stopped altogether. And on his seventh birthday, Bo introduces Vincent to him properly.

For now Bo's glad he doesn't know the truth because he's not sure if he could take the rejection after becoming so invested in the family he's created with you.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent is in awe of the tiny baby that is swaddled in your arms the first time he sees you.

It'd been so long since he'd seen a baby- a real one- that he just stood there, watching silently in the distance.

They aren't heartless, they wouldn't kill a pair like you. At least, Vincent doesn't want to.

He never thought that you having a baby would make you any less appealing of a partner. He liked you, and a baby doesn't define you as a person.

He's much more open to the idea of raising children than Bo was, even being rather curious about it.

He likes the way your daughter giggles at him when he peeks over the rails of the crib with his mask on, tiny hands wriggling in the air attempting to touch the wax.

Vincent grows attached to her very quickly and often he'll be the one coddling and cooing at her.

He's good at looking after her- the years of caring for Lester when his parents couldn't prepared him quite well.

The largest problem he had was his mask. As your daughter grew older, she became more and more curious about the mask and what was behind it. Vincent was terrified that she'd see something that would ruin everything and she would be horrified and never look at him the same way again.

She gets older and you prepare her for what she may see, helping her to understand that Vincent's appearance won't mean that he's going to suddenly start trying to hurt her or scare her.

He makes her little wax dolls and toys. He even teaches her how to paint <3

For once, Vincent fully stands up to Bo and makes it clear that he doesn't want to continue making the wax sculptures with the methods they were. He didn't want to make it any worse because frankly the idea of her learning about what her stepfather did and then shutting him out terrified him more than any other fear.

Lester Sinclair

When Lester met you and your kids, you were in the cab of his truck, driving into Ambrose because of your torn tyre.

He'd never really felt bad for leading people to his brothers, or for laying out nails on the roads, or for scaring teenagers for the fun of it.

But for the first time, when he looked into your tired eyes, and then into the innocent faces of your twins, he felt guilty.

So he goes into Bo's shot with you, sure to make sure he gets that your party is off limits.

Lester recognises that he sees his brothers in your twins. There's a parallel between them and he's pretty good at understanding them because of it.

Despite the persona that Lester puts on, he's not some stupid bumpkin. The moment he knows there's something permanent with you he makes it clear to his brothers that he wants no more part in their dirty work anymore.

He settles down with you on the outskirts of the town and settles into fatherhood effortlessly somehow.

The kids think he's funny and he's a sweet guy when it comes to you and them.

He's the type to teach them how to hunt and takes them on fishing trips. They don't catch anything substantial and get disappointed that they can't bring you anything for you to cook dinner with but Lester's already swapping fish with them and winking, promising he won't tell you about it.

Lester cares about his brothers so of course he doesn't cut them off. Luckily, Bo isn't really all that pedantic about victims, so you're all safe. He likes you all too which helps. If Bo likes you, Vincent won't have any trouble.

Being exposed to your new family dynamic definitely changes the way Lester thinks about things and he realises that his morals have switched nearly completely and for the better he figures.

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Zhongli with a Daughter! reader

platonic obv

tw: none. Just comfort for people with daddy issues :)

Rex Lapis touches you like glass when he holds you for the first time. He's in awe of the tiny creature swaddled in cloth. He is overcome with sentiment when he sees you; he sees every moment of your childhood flash before his eyes. He sees every birthday and every loose tooth. And as you open your eyes for the first time he stares with more wonder than you do. It's like an entirely new colour has been created.

And that makes it all the more tragic when he remembers that he cannot keep you. Humans are social creatures and even though you are a demigod, he knows that it would be complicated and hurtful to steal you away from your mother when all he had done was love her for a night.

And so, Zhongli disappears from your life before you begin it, really.

But he does not forget you. He marks every event, observes every birthday through a window of jade, wills you the strength to keep growing.

You become more and more like him with each year, and he sees the people of Liyue begin to distance themselves from you. The friends you once had at school were now your jeerers. You were mocked for your differences, laughed at for your birthmarks, and looked at with caution for your inhuman strength.

There were times that Zhongli cried with you. You never understood why he wasn't there for you and it killed him when he couldn't explain it to you. He knew it hurt your mother too.

He liked the Rite of Descention most. It was the time he was closest to you. You and your mother were always at the front. There were times where he wanted to show himself to you.

Though you didn't know it at the time; he was looking after you. Every time you were worried he would solve it. All you had to do, your mother told you, was speak into the amber at your bedside. At first, you believed it to be a coping mechanism. But the older you got the stranger it became.

The longer he watched you grow the tireder he became of godhood. He much prefered the idea of being your father than to being an archon.

So he makes the choice, on your 18th birthday to give it up. He was no longer Morax. He was just Zhongli. An ordinary father to an ordinary daughter.

Once he is officially an ex-god, he wastes no time approaching you. Of course, he doesn't just spur the idea onto you. He doesn't even tell you. He just sort of becomes the father figure you missed out on. Whenever you're in trouble he's always there to help you or to advise you.

Though you never learn his true relation to you he essentially becomes your father. Zhongli knows you will never directly call him your father but this is enough.

Being with you and seeing you grow into the person you are now makes every sacrifice worth it.

He doesn't like that Fatui boy who seems so interested in you though.

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Evermore (pt three)

"Just you see, Balladeer, by the end of today, (Y/N) will be my wife" Tartaglia proclaims loudly, making the other man roll his eyes.

"I really don't care" he grits out. It seems that the other man isn't listening as he still focuses on fixing his tie. Something about the whole event irks Scaramouche. He swirls on the balls of his feet and before he knows it he's asking, "You can't really be serious? You haven't even told her about any of this and now you're planning to force a public wedding onto her!"

Admittedly, Tartaglia is somewhat taken aback by his comrade's outburst. Scaramouche has always had a sharp tongue but he has never shown much concern for anyone.

"You- you don't know (Y/N) as I do. She's always playing hard to get but I can tell from her eyes that she wants me just as much as I want her. She just needs a little push to realise it!" Tartaglia dismisses the accusation before scampering away to the band.

"When I come out of that door, I want you to be playing right away." before Scaramouche knows it, the ginger man is hammering his fist on your door.

~~~

"Aether couldn't possibly be home yet," (Y/N) whispers to herself as she hurries to the door. No, it couldn't be. Aether never knocked, on account of it being his own home.

"Yes?" she peeks through the door, smiling politely. Her smile drops once to sees the red scarf. She knows it's about to be a very long day.

"Oh, Ajax... What are you doing here?" she asks. The man just grins, breezing past the question.

"My dear (Y/N), could you spare a minute to talk?"

"A-Actually I'm a litt-" she doesn't get any time to finish before he pushes his way into the house. She feels the irritation from every other interaction she'd had with him bubble up her spine.

"Ahh, good." he glances around the house and then back at her as he sheds his coat, leaving it heaped on the side cabinet.

"I'm sure this big house can get very lonely when you're all alone" she raises an eyebrow at the comment.

"Well to be honest I dont mi-" she is cut off once more by a grin.

"No, I'm sure you're perfectly content living with Aether. But I'm sure you know that once he finds his own family, he'll be around less."

"Ajax. I just said I dont feel lonely" she huffs in agitation.

"No, I know you're a very strong, independent girl" his voice takes on a slightly annoyed tone at the word 'independent'. "But that doesn't mean you should deprive me- I mean- yourself of a relationship"

"Why are you here, Tartaglia?" her politeness is slipping quickly in the company of the hunter.

"Well. I had a very important question for you!" he grips her hand, bringing it to his face. He kisses her ring finger but misses the way her face screws up in distaste. "You and I both know that this game of hard to get is of course very amusing- but you also know that it won't last forever. It's time to cut to the chase"

She raises her eyebrows at him, crossing her arms across her chest. Whatever he was about to say was surely nothing she would agree with. She just hopes she can appease him enough to remove him from her home.

"And what could that mean?" she braces for whatever spiel the man is about to spew.

"Why! Our wedding of course," he spins her around happily before she pulls away from his arms.

"What? No, no! Whatever made you think that I'd ever want to marry at all, let alone you?" the grin on his face falls, leaving his eyebrows to furrow in irritation.

He slinks closer and she feels herself back away until her back presses against the door. He places his hands on either side of her head and looks down his nose at her.

"Now, (Y/N) surely you know what happens to spinsters. Do you think that anyone else would want to marry you? The village madwoman? If I were you I'd try to collect myself. It's a very promising offer."

As his face closes in she slips under his arms and opens the door. Without the support, the man falls through the air and down the step onto the dirt path.

Childe growls under his breath but perks up when the door creaks open again. However, his hope is dashed when the only thing he sees is his red scarf floating down onto the ground next to him.

She looks at him through the window and mouths to him.

"Not in a million years, you dog"

Childe swears he can hear the Balladeer cackle in the distance. He stumbles to his feet and grits his teeth. As he stalks past the shorter man he hisses, "I'll marry her... Mark my words. I'll marry her if it's the last thing I do."

~~~

(Y/N) sighs in relief, leaning against the door once more. Gosh, how could he possibly be so brash as to act as if she loved him, regardless of the things she had done to dispel the idea? He was just too dense.

"Me! The- the wife of that boorish, brainless-" she gags, opening the door and hopping down the steps. She picks up the basket of animal feed and starts to spread the seeds.

"Madame tartaglia- cant you just see it!" she hisses in revoltion. The hens flutter their wings around her in response. "He's got another thing coming if he thinks ill be his 'little wife'"

"Oh, is it really so much to ask for adventure? For time to live life and not just waste it?"

As if on cue, the sound of hooves echoes down the pathway. She spins around in excitement. Perhaps Aether would return early.

The smile disappears just as soon as it arrives however when she notices that the horse has no rider. She drops the basket and sprints towards the white mare.

"Paimon! Where is Aether?" the horse whines and stamps its hooves against the gravel. She tugs her head to the side in a gesture of direction. (Y/N) knows what she must do. Or maybe it was just her longing for excitement that makes her so reckless.

"Quickly, take me to him!" she doesn't even saddle the horse. She heaves herself up onto the mare bareback and tugs the reigns before sending a spurring nudge to the horse's ribcage. She whinnies and immediately gallops away from the village and into the forest.

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