#Hutao imagine

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Uhh poetry am I right guys

[decayedgloria]

The Day is Creeping up

I did not know what to put for the title lol.

Warnings: None. some fluff.

My head is spinning from writing sm im kinda dead rn lol

also whyyyy are artifacts like the worst genuinely i hate doing domains and spending all my resin to not get oNE NOBLESSE ARTIFACT-

anyways im in the midst of wiritng pt 2 of sundress szn w the rest of the harbingers so send help.

[gmtartwork]

Hu Tao Sticker design! 👻🦋🔥

[bunsflora]

sooooo i didnt get yelan but i got tighnari,, sometimes u wo¡in . and sometimes u win again

[violet-eng]

Zongli fantasies about fem!reader while at work -NSFW

Zhongli x reader

Summary: Zhongli's at work and thinks about how he'd fuck you.

Warnings: Mid smut. Fingering. I think that's all.

Minors DNI

@DonaldAkron on X 🎨

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Zhongli knows he shouldn't think of you that way, so he avoids looking you directly in the eyes, crossing your path, or even mentioning your name.

He is sitting behind his desk, with his hands on leather notebooks with information about the funeral home.

Physically he is there, in that wide upholstered chair, and mentally he is actually very far away.

He imagines you bent over his desk, legs spread and your skirt gathered up to your waist, you stir beneath him when you feel him slide your panties down your thighs, clicking his tongue at the sight of your wet, exposed pussy for him.

“Mr. Zhongli, they could see us,” you whisper between whimpers, the feeling of his cock clad in against your center.

"Let them see," he says, voice hoarse and dark, overshadowed by the desire and lust you provoke in him with that dripping little pussy. "Let them see how I fuck you on this desk."

You shake your head and clarify that this is shameful, that his intentions are indecent.

"Indecent is strutting around with those pretty legs exposed and that provocative cleavage," he says, the words coming out hoarse and bathed in desire.

Zhongli brings his fingers closer to your mouth, parting your lips and touching your tongue. You surround his digits with your saliva in an instinctive act, you are as lustful as he is in that moment.

He removes his fingers from your mouth and brings them closer to your womanhood, teasing your already very wet entrance.

"I haven't even touched you and you're already soaked" he whispers.

He slides his mid finger between your folds, slow and precise, feeling every part of your soft walls as they clench around his finger. He smiles at your reaction, and he slides the second finger inside you, going deeper this time, curling inside you. He moves his fingers like he's searching for something, and when you gasp he lets out a smile.

"Found your point" he says, it's only been a couple of seconds but he's sure he knows where to touch. He has done this for centuries, he knows how to please a woman, and he knows that his experience will rain down on you right now.

The movement of his fingers quickens, continuing to rest that sweet spot on your wall near your cervix. His other hand supports your back, your chest on his desk. His fingers abuse your insides, Zongli keeps pace, drawing loud moans from you. You feel him change the rhythm, moving in and out with both fingers, long and skillful.

"Mr. Zhongli.." you whimper as the sound of his fingers filled with your fluids fills your ears. Before you continue speaking you hear him, you hear his belt untie and the zipper of his pants go down. You turn your head over your shoulder and can see Zhongli and his erect cock near your entrance.

"I hope you're stretched enough," he says as he removes his fingers from inside you and lubricates his length with your juices. You notice that it is solid, thick and long, precum drops at the tip.

Zongli looks at you and grabs the base of it, settling near your entrance, approaching you. He parts your folds with his head, and can feel his length rolling inside you as you're so lubricated. He's entering, he feels your warm feminine wetness and then...

"Zhongli" HuTao's voice brings him back to reality, taking him out of the recurring fantasy of him "They are looking for you outside, they need to consult something related to traditional fruits."

And without further ado, Zhongli gets up to continue his work, hoping one day to fulfill his fantasies with you.

[self-awared]

How do you think characters would react to you putting mods on them? Like all of a sudden said character would be walking around and bam their outfit just changes into something completely different or another character?

Like mods for characters that changes them into a different character?

Omg I love this idea. As someone that used to use mods, this is hilarious.

Characters getting new skins/mods

Characters used -> Jean, Kaeya, Xiao, Zhongli

Jean:

Jean wouldn't notice till Lisa pointed it out, due to being overworked.

"What do you mean my outfit is different? I always wear my- oh..."

If it was provocative (like some are), I imagine it would fluster her so bad that you wanted to see her in such a thing.

"I-I can't believe Their Grace wants to see me in this!"

And since she can't take it off unless you remove the mod, she would have to do her work in that. 🤭

"I can't get it off! I can't work like this!"

If it's not provocative and just another outfit, she would be appreciative, but would like her KOF outfit better because it's what she works in.

"Oh.. it's nice, but can I have my uniform back?"

If it's a skin to change her in another character, it would make her unbelievably sad, as she would think you only got her for someone else.

"Does Your Grace not like me...?"

Kaeya:

Would notice instantly

"Oh? What's this?"

If provocative, he absolutely would brag to everyone that you wanted to see him in it.

"Master Diluc, such a shame Their Grace didn't pick you to wear this!"

If not provocative, he would still find a way to brag.

"Master Diluc~! Their Grace chose my outfit, and not yours!"

If it's to change him into someone else, he would be disappointed, like all others. (Would still tease and/or be hot about it because Kaeya's Kaeya)

No dialogue

Xiao:

Would notice instantly

"...What is this?"

If provocative, he wouldn't show himself in public and would stay inside mostly.

"No. I'm not leaving my room, traveler."

If not provocative, he would enjoy wearing it due to it being from you. (Absolute tsundere about it)

"What? Why would I be enjoying this?"

If it's to change him into a different character, would have some angsty thoughts about it.

"...of course Their Grace wouldn't like to see me. I guarantee my Karmic Debt disgusts them."

Zhongli:

Would notice instantly

"Their Grace does this a lot, do not worry, traveler."

If provocative, would sigh and hide in the funeral parlor until it was taken off.

"Ms. Hutao.. please do not tell anyone of my... Predicament.

If not provocative, would go old man mode and tell stories of the outfits he wore.

"My outfits are stories of people passed-"

If it's to change his character, he would be disappointed, sure, but would be curious about who it was.

No dialogue

[gutouhua]

pairing. zhongli x f. reader

wc. 2.7k+

rating. explicit

tags. sort of canonverse, zhongli has ruts & dragon fangs, reader hails from mondstat, mentions of mates/mating, mentions of eating animal meat, zhongli is a perv for reader, zhongli calls reader ‘pet,’ age gap (reader is early-mid 20s, zhongli is biologically in early 30s), mentions of zhongli’s previous sexual relationships (dubcon), power dynamics, cervixfucking, overstimulation (sort of), zhongli wants to breed reader, pussydrunk zhongli, unprotected sex (pull out method)

a/n. MDNI! see end for notes

Zhongli had imagined it over a million times—taking you across the table and fucking your pussy. He knew you’d smell good down there, had scented it like a pervert in the days before your period—familiar lily mixed with strong musk and a tinge of metal. It made his fangs itch from the need to sink into your soft thighs and tongue at your slick folds.

Zhongli rutted in early spring, when trees blossomed and bore fat fruit—juicy peaches hanging heavy on thin branches. Sometimes he’d walk by them and look at them with an almost forlorn gaze. A deep ache in his body.

He wished that there was someone who would satiate his needs like seeds did to trees or bees with flowers. They mated with each other, year after year in a frenzy—a haze of powdery yellow spilling on every surface of Liyue Harbor. Zhongli didn’t have allergies, but even if he did, he would still love and envy the pollen.

It had been a long time since Zhongli had someone like that to spend his seasons with. A mate.

He’d drink copious amounts of lily bulb tea each spring to keep himself from fucking the first person who said yes to him, and would take himself into his hands with a furious passion every morning and night—even during work breaks—to relieve himself.

And it worked. He successfully passed multiple centuries of ruts like so, although it wasn’t always easy. As Morax, he was volatile—could pass for the Pyro Archon herself, Murata, but he tempered himself over the years, learning to be the composed man he was now.

But then you appeared, and the fire flared. Hutao’s newest intern—the first in nearly a decade, fresh. A slight little creature (although most people were small compared to Zhongli), and eager to learn about funeral services from Liyue’s very best. It was the first time you’d been to Liyue, so far from your home in Mondstat, and everything and everyone interested you.

I wonder if there’s a way to breed two creatures together to create an actual cocogoat. It’d be cool—Qiqi would be able to drink actual cocogoat milk, not that cheap substitute that Baizhu makes for her, and we’d be able to eat the meat. It’d taste good, right?

Zhongli chuckled, eyes soft on you. That would be a sight to behold. He didn’t mention that he’d been alive when cocogoats still roamed the Bishui Plains—a story for another time.

And then came the questions about himself.

Why are you so red, Zhongli-xiangsheng?

His rut came early this year for some reason, but he didn’t pay much attention to it. The lily bulb tea would suffice until he had a moment for himself.

But you had to make it difficult. So difficult for him.

Nothing, he murmured.

You grinned, stepping closer on tiptoes so your eyes leveled his chest. Soft rise and fall—imperceptible unless face to face like you were.

It doesn’t seem like nothing to me, Xiangsheng.

Zhongli fought the urge to inhale your soft scent. Sweet, powdery like lilies and dusk and something tender he wanted to bite—

—And he tasted blood in his mouth to stop his fangs from descending onto your exposed neck, nearly shook from the force it took to not bend you over his desk.

It would leave a mess. And Hutao would add it to his tab.

Even now you tempted him with coy glances, a bare shoulder, and sometimes a lingering touch in the space between his cuff and gloves—sharp like the sting of the formidable Raiden’s electro bolts.

“Do you want to know what I learned today, Xiansheng?” You had taken to calling him that instead of his mortal name one day. Zhongli wasn’t quite sure why, but he liked how it sounded on your lips.

He smoothed an invisible wrinkle from his suit and shuffled the papers on his desk while shifting to hide the stiffness in his pants. “Pray, do tell.”

You leaned forward, settling your weight on the heavy oak table. “I heard you’re rutting right now.”

Zhongli nearly choked on his tea. “What?”

“Rut, heat, season—Hutao told me.” You shrugged as if the topic was something mundane. “She said you rut every spring, but that it’s unusually strong this year for some reason. Something about the aura around you, I think. Why’s that?”

Because of you.

“Not sure,” Zhongli said.

“She also told me about that tea you drink.”

He nearly dropped his cup of tea. Damn the woman. Spilling all my secrets. And there wasn’t a single thing he could do—he was on her payroll.

“What about it?” he asked, trying for confidence.

“Lily bulb tea,” you continued, scrutinizing his cup, “apparently it helps calm you down and dampens the urge to fuck.”

Zhongli’s dick hardened.

“So does it?”

“What?”

“The tea. Does it help with your urges?” You jerked your head at the drink, curious.

Not when you’re around.

Zhongli had imagined it over a million times—taking you across the table and fucking your pussy. He knew you’d smell good down there, had scented it like a pervert in the days before your period—familiar lily mixed with strong musk and a tinge of metal. It made his fangs itch from the need to sink into your soft thighs and tongue at your slick folds.

He wasn’t sure what to say, but finally decided on: “Not really.”

You cocked your head to the side and bit your lips, Zhongli’s eyes following the pink tongue that peeked through. He wanted to bite them too. They’d be soft and break easily with a little bit of teeth—like almond tofu.

“Oh. Then what’re you going to do about it?”

“The usual.” Tea, masturbating, some rough fucking. Archons knew he’d need it tonight—some sort of distraction from you. He’d have to visit Madame Fang for an escort. She was used to his proclivities—would have someone able to take him.

“The usual? And what would that be?” Zhongli could almost picture you with a pen and paper in hand, a student eager for information.

He groaned internally. Now he was imagining you in a short skirt, stockings, maybe thigh highs—the fat of your thighs spilling from the top of the elastic. The image nearly had him spilling in his pants.

“I don’t think you’d want to know the particulars,” he said, his voice a soft rasp. He shifted again. “It might scare an innocent little girl like you.”

“Innocent?” You huffed. “Little? I’m a grown adult xiangsheng! I’m over the legal age—and actually much more than that. You can hardly call me little or innocent.”

“But you are,” he said indulgently, as one would towards a spoiled pet. “I am immortal, have fought and survived the Archon War. Tell me, pet, can you say the same?”

He was playing with you. Of course the two of you knew you couldn’t compare to him.

“But at the very least, you cannot consider me innocent. I’ve experienced enough things,” you muttered, annoyed.

Zhongli arched an eyebrow.

Before you knew it, he grabbed your wrist, pushing you onto the desk in one fluid motion—papers scattering to the floor like spring pollen. Zhongli pinned your hands over your head to keep you in place, and knocked your legs apart to slot his large frame between you.

“W-What’re you doing, Zhongli?”

He smiled. And there it was: his name always slipped out when you got serious.

Xiansheng.

What?

Xiansheng. He moved closer, spreading your legs further apart as he drew closer to you. You could feel your stomach pressing tightly against the cotton of your suit with each breath, your chest straining against buttons. Don’t be so impolite when your boss is trying to school you.

Xiansheng.

Good girl, he rumbled. You were so curious about the specifics of my rut—what I do to satiate my needs. Shall I show you? They say firsthand experience is the best way to learn.

His voice was heavy, hot against your ear, and you nearly jumped out of your skin when he darted a tongue out to lick the delicate shell of your ear.

So sensitive. I wonder if it’s the same in other places. Shall we find out?

Hutao had ordered him to be careful with you—a family friend. Your family owned the most successful funeral parlor in Mondstat, and they sent you to Hutao to learn how she conducted her business in Liyue. Zhongli had agreed. He could keep his hands to himself.

But then you showed up on the steps of Wansheng funeral parlor, and he knew he was fucked.

Do you want it, he whispered, I need to rut, but I always ask for permission.

Jealousy reared its ugly head. He’d done it with others—for decades, maybe even centuries, and it made sense, you couldn’t expect celibacy from him and yet…the thought of other people touching him made you want to rake your hands down his back, gouge, and suck every inch of his skin so others would know he was taken.

That he was yours.

What will it be, pet?

You nodded, eyeing the bulge in his pants. He was big. It was obvious, and it’d probably hurt. A tight fit.

Zhongli smiled—sharp teeth, predatory. I need words.

Yes.

No sooner did you give your permission did he slip your blazer off your shoulders and loosen just enough buttons to push your blouse up and over your head. You wore cotton—a simple white bra, and he wondered if you wore a matching set today.

He didn’t have to wait long to find out: you were already unzipping your pants, sliding stiff fabric down your legs, uncaring if it wrinkled. You’d have to remember to take it to the cleaners.

But later—now, you canted your hips forward, not caring about anything but the man in front of you.

So needy, he murmured, and wet.

His scent intoxicated you, his weight a delicious pressure against your skin.

Zhongli rocked against your clothed pussy, pleased to find you wet. You soaked through the cotton fabric, leaving an imprint in the shape of your pussy on your panties.

Fuck me, xiangsheng, please—I need it.

The scent of your arousal grew stronger with each tap against the wet spot. Heady, mind-numbing, as if a drug was coursing through his bloodstream. The amber of his hands grew darker, a deep, gorgeous fossilized hue, and his pupils thinned—they slitted into a sharp, almost feline countenance, predator to prey.

You would have me? he asked again, stars pulsing in his eyes. In his earlier days, before he was an archon, he had taken people without knowing what it really meant. The shame and guilt of it had made the act feel dirty for a long time—he went nearly fifty years without a single partner to help him through his ruts.

He would not make the same mistake with you.

Just fuck me.

He groaned, pulled your panties to the side—white cotton—and pushed himself into you, the entire length. It was tight and it burned as you struggled, walls stretching to accommodate his dick.

Feels so good, he grunted, you’re so tight, fuck. He lost himself in your tight heat, centuries of manners and poise melting before you.

He moved slowly at first, dragging his length out so that nothing but the tip remained inside before thrusting back in.

You shifted backward, trying to adjust to him. Soft pants, shallow—eyes squeezed shut to focus on each heavy stroke in and out of your cunt. When you started moving against him, seeking friction for yourself, Zhongli sped up. Kept most of his cock inside you with each stroke, prodding around for your sweet spot.

When he finally found it, earning a cry and squeeze around his cock that nearly made him cum, he smiled. Right there, pet?

You gasped, struggled to answer: Yeah, yeah-right there—

He continued to thrust, imprinting your insides with the shape of his dick, hitting that sensitive spot with almost boyish eagerness, but it still wasn’t enough to—

—You reached down to where his dick is splitting you apart and try to rub your clit, the hard nub aching for attention, but Zhongli pushed your hand away.

Allow me.

You almost whine—denial twisting your stomach into a tight knot, leaving your clit wanting, but he didn’t make you wait long. Deft fingers rubbed circles on your clit, grinding, until it swelled enough for him to pinch, hard.

Zhongli, please—

What did I say pet, he hummed and bit your earlobe in admonishment.

Xian-Xiansheng—

You were begging now, pleading—tears dripping from your face like fresh paint on canvas.

Please, xiansheng, please, I need it.

What do you need? He thrust forward, the head almost kissing your cervix.

Need…

Need what? Use your words, pretty pet. Another hard thrust, this time he touched your cervix. Half pain, half pleasure. Lines slowly starting to blur—was it because of his dick or your tears? You couldn’t tell.

You shook your head and fisted your hands in the collar of his suit, wrinkling the fine material as you dragged his face towards you to claim a kiss. Harsh and unyielding, a faint taste of iron between each ragged breath. Now you’d have to take two suits to the cleaners.

Vaguely, in the back of your mind, you’d forgotten how you even got into this situation in the first place. Something about lily bulb tea, alone time…and ruts…heats. Heat—were you the one in heat or was it him?

But it didn’t matter, all you knew was that:

Need to cum.

Zhongli’s pretty lips curled. And so you shall.

With one hand on your hips, he slammed his hips against yours in a punishing rhythm while his other hand battered your clit, thick fingers flicking the hard nub repeatedly until you felt nearly numb from the overstimulation. He felt you tense beneath him, hips rolling incessantly, your cunt gripping him so tightly he knew he was close.

Cum for me, he demanded, almost growling, give it to me.

And you obeyed—gave yourself over to the pleasure, moaning from the waves of pleasure washing over you.

Zhongli groaned as you contracted around him, each tight draw from your pussy taking him closer to his own release. Hips stuttering, he felt his fangs slip through, throbbing from the desire to taste you, bite you, mark you—

—Breed you.

It was messy, each time he pulled back and saw the amount of slick that coated his cock, his mind grew fuzzier, almost stupid. Zhongli couldn’t remember the last time he felt pussydrunk—

You bit the side of his neck as another orgasm ripped out of you, and this time Zhongli let himself go with a harsh growl, pulling out right as he cummed, thick ropes of sticky cum defiling your stomach. It was dizzyingly maddening: his cum moving with each shaky exhale, dripping onto your pussy, and Zhongli thought it was such a waste that it wasn’t inside you, filling you up. Some of it covered your clit—a glistening pearl. He fought every fiber of his being to not bend down and lick it. He didn’t like sweet things, but you were an exception.

“Did you learn a lot?” he finally asked after your breath had steadied a bit.

You were still coming down from your high, barely able to form a coherent sentence. “What?”

“I was teaching you,” he chuckled, voice husky. “Were you a good student? Paying attention?”

You thought about it for a moment. Looked at his disheveled appearance, his golden eyes, the wrinkles in his suit, and found it lacking.

“Not enough.”

“I am in agreement.”

Hutao narrowed her eyes. “You fucked him.”

“And what if I did? It’s not like you’ll fire me,” you replied lightly.

Hutao groaned. “I knew you wanted to fuck him, but I didn’t think you wanted to do it that badly. It’s not exactly good for my business, and you know he’ll stick to you for the rest of his season, right? That’s how it works for him. He doesn’t share.”

“Well good. Because I don’t either.” You wouldn’t have chosen him anyway if he liked to share. “But wait—what do you mean ‘not exactly good for your business?’”

The Wangsheng Director grinned at you. “Look at him: one of the most eligible bachelors in Liyue. Didn’t you notice that we have a large number of young clients? They come to Wangsheng because of him. I don’t care who Zhongli fucks as long as they give me their money—it keeps my beloved Wangsheng as the most profitable funeral parlor in Liyue.”

“Of course you would say that.” You laughed and thought about all the times your parents praised Hutao. “No wonder my parents sent me here to learn from you.”

Hutao winked. “Of course! Making money is the second best thing I’m good at.”

“What’s the first?”

“Death.”

uhhh i wrote this one about six-ish months ago too...been busy with zine work but hopefully when I'm done I can write more reader insert smut :') (also sorta tried a new style of dialogue lmao back when I wrote this)

Murata, also known as the God of War and the Lady of Fire, was a Pyro Archon and a member of The Seven who presided over Natlan.

先生 - xiānsheng. Has two main definitions: the first is teacher, the second is mister (Mr); gentleman; sir. Both suit Zhongli very well in this fic ;)

Dried lily bulb【百合】 is usually recommended in TCM (traditional Chinese medicine) clinics to treat coughs, dry throats and relieve heat. (But IRL, this doesn’t actually help with the horny feels LOL.) 

Zhongli as Morax has darker brown/amber skin tone on arms, so I chose to depict this in the fic as skin darkening when aroused. I also put a photo of something similar on an actual body. 

[elvestoneanzelote1]

Hello! I saw your Albedo/Zhongli reader on wattpad and honestly love it

I like to request Albedo/Zhongli reader doing a little experiment then accidently creating a random girl that end of becoming reader assistant. (I'm going to mix Sucrose, Hu Tao, and Stelle for this one) I like to imagine that the girl is very quiet and shy but secretly very mischievous to anyone and can be snarky if she want, but also more open, calm, and, puppy like toward reader. Since reader create her, she likely more clingy and protective toward reader plus there a chance she'll have a weird humor and obsession with random things. (Stelle trashcan behavior) I was thinking that, reader trying to hide how the girl got here by saying that she lost her memory and he find her unconscious so that she don't get weird stuff from Mori, but that up to you if you want to change it. Also, Chuuya probably jealous of her and maybe Dazai if he find out about her existence, Since she the assistant which mean She gonna work closely with reader himself.

Bonus,this isn't another request but a question. Will Albedo/Zhongli reader interact with other character such as Verlaine in your book?

𝙰:𝚗- 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝! 𝚂𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢... 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜? ,𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝!

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎... 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢..

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First thing, You were just busy doing some experiments and more likely to indulge yourself from boredom.

Until you accidentally hit one of your potions in alarmed by someone knocking at your door.

"Who is it?" You asked while picking up the glass which contained the potion... But it eventually emptied into another glass potion mixing it.

"L/n-sensei, Boss has requested you to look through this report," said a familiar voice making you recognized who may it be.

Your eyes flickered on the potion the at the door.

'Nothing will happen if I go out a bit to check the reports I hope..' You thought to yourself and left.

As the bubbles filled up the glass tube making it crack in just some few minutes.

"Huh? What was that?"

"L/n-sensei?" Chuuya called out to you as you shook your head slightly and smile.

"It is nothing... Nakahara please continue"

"Well... As I was saying the-"

You heard another crack making you glance back at your door and then at Chuuya who was very much confused by your off-minded attention.

"Sensei?"

"Nakahara, will it be better if we skip the report for the next day?"

"Huh? But... The boss wanted to..." He paused as his eyes narrowed in doubt, 'was my Voice not clear? Or did I mispronounce some words I should have practiced 10 times more again' thought Chuuya while he gaze down at the floor with a frown.

"It is not about the reports or your words but... I still have some work left"

"...is it? Another research...? Perhaps I can help sensei?" Asked Chuuya curiously as you shook your head.

"Give the report after an hour or two" you said and went inside the office alarming Chuuya as he heard the lock.

'Sensei doesn't often lock his office doors... Is it really urgent Experiment...?'

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"So... Your telling me you found her?" Asked Mori as you nod, as Su Hu (mixture of sucrose and hutao) peek a bit shyly.

"Oh... What's your name?" Asked Mori to Su Hu who looks to be around 20.

"Are you sure you just didn't scooped your girlfriend?" Asked Mori with a stiffened smile as you shook your head.

Su Hu blushed and pouted a bit when you denied it and tugged your coat.

"Master Y/n! Are we going to have another experimentation?"

"Another?"

"I took her under my... Wings she will be... My..."

"I'm his student and assistant!" Said Su Hu smiling a bit as she waved slightly to Elise who just huffed away making Su Hu confused.

"A student? Oh you finally have the will to take a student now?"

"Master Y/n! Can we go and find some trash? I mean... Who knows we may find something valuable"

"T-trash?" Mori said with a frown as you shook your head making Su Hu pout.

"We can go burry people"

"Really! Is it already Saturday!? I always wanted to do it!"

"Sat... Wait... How long has she been with you?" Asked Mori as you pointed him two fingers.

"Two days?"

"No, Two weeks"

"Wh-where does she stays?"

"With me"

"..." Mori stares at you then at Su Hu who dragged you away with her as she mentioned about different styles of burying people.

Mori side glance at Elise who too was frowning.

"Elise-chan pinch me, Am I dreaming?"

"No, Rintarou Al-niisan truly found someone..."

"..."

"..."

"Call Kouyou immediately why was I not inform about this?"

The guard nods hesitantly With Mori still trying to comprehend what just happened.

'Does that mean, Y/n-kun will solely focus on his assistant? And how does she get to live with him! She is a girl firstly!'

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It was silent in the Meeting room with Chuuya looking back to Kouyou who had mouth agape.

"He barely invited me to his house for a tea break yet... he let a 20-year-old girl live with him? How did she se-i mean melt him for that?" Said Kouyou immediately correcting her words as Mori shrugged off with a serious face.

"The girl have been living with him for two weeks"

"T-two weeks?" Chuuya Half- Shouts as Kouyou shushed him.

"We can't let others know about it... Especially, Y/n I am shocked he... Was. Into younger girls.." Muttered Kouyou as Su Hu and you seem to have 6 years gap... This is normal as it is acceptable for males and females to have at least a 7-8 years gap and she is eligible... But it doesn't add up for them.

The chaos and drama occur when you start to tag her... Mode likely she clung to you almost every day, going to meetings as you didn't mind as she eventually became a good assistant for you.

The main problem was Akutagawa Ryounosuke who just glared at Su Hu who tried to tease him (you know Hutao and Xiao thing) but heck to say He was jealous as he respected you a lot (besides Dazai).

And the fact that even you are taken away by another person make him... Feel he is not good enough.

'Am I not... Strong or helpful for L/n-sensei?" Thought Ryounosuke to himself as he was annoyed By Su Hu's constant clinging to your side which he wished he could too.

Chuuya was the most annoyed in sort of way.

He won't admit but he is envious of Su Hu, as He assumes you won't take another student besides that Mackarel Dazai but now you kept one, and the fact she is just a replica of Dazai clinging onto you. The only difference was she was shy at first meeting people but when she thought it was fine she started to act exactly like Dazai.

'Does sensei... Missed Dazai... Or does he prefer people like them...' Thought Chuuya who constantly thinks you prefer the likes like Dazai.

Truth be told you made an error in your experiment and made Su Hu.

But since she is helpful and makes good tea you let her stay as you are curious about how a small mistake in an experiment creates a life.

Kouyou was unsure as she assumed that you and Su Hu were eventually a thing that she wouldn't admit but was slightly annoyed. I mean you are her partner in crime why didn't you tell her if you get a girlfriend and why... Her out of all people.

Kouyou finds Su Hu unbearable because of her reckless personality and her burying people and even gives Kouyou a coupon!

Su Hu assumes Kouyou to be older like hell! She is the same age as Y/n!.

She would rather prefer the coupon to be given to Mori.

Which indeed happened. Mori had a lot of 50% discount coffin offer by Su Hu.

It was annoying for him too. He even stopped Elise from attacking Su Hu because in his desire he really want to dismantle Su Hu.

Though he doesn't know why he felt that.

Just say Su Hu had a lot of enemies by just sticking with you but she doesn't mind as her sole purpose is you! Your her creator after all!

But...

Things went worse when Dazai found out oh, boy he was so angry and jealous.

He loves you a lot but... Has he been replaced by a student who is... having amnesia and even living with you? And became an assistant on your work, he was so pissed!

He wouldn't think that way against a girl, a lady to be precise but... The fact you smile at her, cook for her or you eat her meal made by her and every day see each other at work and at home!

Yes he is a changed man but he wouldn't mind murdering another person.

Fact to say... The agency was worried about Dazai crying dramatically on the corner.

None could move him.

Until they too found it out by some of them seeing you at work with a girl or going to a cafe with a girl.

Oh, boy things are messy for y/n just because of his mistake of making Su Hu.

The Port Mafia are already on the process to find anything about Su Hu to kick her out of your life or perhaps they can just murder her but... If they did you won't forgive them.

Which is something which they restraint the self to do so.

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A:n- that's all good day/night to all!

[fairykazu]

what romantic book trope represents your relationship with them ft. liyue, sumeru & inazuma cast ୧ ‧₊˚

masterlist

soulmates: emotional, connected, always "us" not one or the other, interwined so deeply you don't know the beginning or the end, "isn't it just so pretty to think / all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?" (invisible string - taylor swift) and forever saving a spot for you

kokomi, kazuha, ningguang & wanderer

friends to lovers: playful, adventurous, understanding, falling in love with who they are before how they make you feel, sleepovers every night, "but when our fingers interlock / can't deny, can't deny you're worth it" (still into you - paramore) and when you're not looking at them, they're always looking at you.

ayaka, yoimiya, xiao & hutao

enemies to lovers: guarded, angry, stubborn, "you drive me insane" to "you drive me insane", ripping hair out because of the thought of them but you can't imagine being without them, "cause i like to love, to love, to love, to love you / i hate to hate, to hate, to hate, to hate you" (let the light in - lana del rey), giggling in the middle of unnecessary arguments and make out makeups tangled within each other until the frustration is no longer.

sara, childe, yelan & dehya

childhood sweethearts: growing up but never growing old, childish, innocent, honest, "i always knew it was you.. no one else felt right" and the one to accept and held every part of you before you knew what there was to accept.

thoma, childe, ganyu & kaveh

[tokoumaru]

genshin boys as exes who cant get over you

feat. childe, zhongli, kaeya tags. headcanons, imagines, pure angst, hurt/no comfort synopsis. you've broken up with them, how do they cope with losing you?

at first, childe couldn’t believe the words that came out of your mouth. You wanted to break up with him? why? he gave you his entire world, he dedicated all his victories to you, he shielded you with all his heart, he loved you so much. the walls he had so desperately built up had been opened up for just you, yet was that just not enough for you? were all his efforts just for naught, was his love for you something you so easily discarded? hah, he couldn’t believe he wasted his precious time on someone like you in the first place.

now, childe couldn’t believe why he was so sullen over someone such as you, who decided to leave him in the dust as well. he could find better, someone who was much better than the heartless you; after all, you were simply just a charity case for him, who had the most influential women in teyvat lining at his doorstep. with his looks and his status as a fatui harbinger, who wouldn’t want him? yet, after every date, every hungry kiss, every passionate one-night stand, why was your face the only thing he could think of? 

childe was frustrated, he had bedded even the most beautiful women– even more beautiful than you, yet why did his heart still long for you? there were countless nights wherein he would simply stare at the ceiling of his inn, a woman he couldn’t care less for by his side, when his thoughts would wander to you– the you who had loved him so deeply that you didn’t care for his wealth nor status, the you stayed with him through his losses, and the you who had simply loved him for him. deep inside him, childe knew that all the women who came after him didn’t care for him at all, not like you did. they were all simply using him for their own personal gain, and no matter how beautiful they were, they could never be you. without you, he was truly all alone in this world. 

when he realized this, childe finally allowed himself to cry for the first time after you left him and for awhile, all he could do was weep, as the hole you left in his heart could never be mended. 

zhongli didn’t know where he went wrong, he had sincerely thought everything was going so well. was he the only one who felt this way? were there things you had noticed that he did not? had it been the way he talked, had his long tangents bore you to that extent? had he been neglecting you? but he was sure he made sure to see you at least for a few minutes every day, after all, he loved you… zhongli's thoughts travelled in endless circles, he tried so hard to recall every moment with you, every possible thing he could’ve done wrong, yet he was always left in dust. he could no longer get anything done, and once hutao had realized this, he was sent on an indefinite break. the once powerful archon was reduced to a state of loss without you by his side.

your absence was unbearable to him, who didn’t understand why you had left him at all. zhongli couldn’t help himself when he had walked throughout liyue harbor in search of you. the thought of finding you– being with you– had filled his hollow heart with a hope that you both could start anew. yet, when he found you, who he loved so dearly, who he dedicated his mortal life to, in the arms of someone who wasn’t him, his heart and his hopes were completely crushed as he finally realized why you had left him. zhongli didn’t want to think of the possibility that you had fallen out of love with him, and it seemed that fate finally decided how he would repay his sins. 

the archon, who had experienced the loss of many of his allies, had never been as lost as he was right now. he had tried his best to move on, just as you did, yet zhongli couldn’t bring it in himself to ever erase the memories he had made with you. each picture, each gift, and each item you had left him was kept still in its place in his abode. every day, he would find himself holding the pictures both of you took in his hands, his heart empty at the thought that he would never find himself with you like this anymore. unconsciously, he would find himself at the places both of you once went to, trying so desperately to relive and to feel the joy you brought him just for one last time. yet, he knew himself that things would never go back to the way they were before. 

zhongli understood that the world was a cruel place, he had seen the worst of it all, but he couldn’t help himself as he cursed at this world's cruelty. to live as a hollow shell of the memories you both held was the most grueling punishment he had to live with.

you and kaeya were such a loved couple around mondstat, each citizen had clearly understood that the cavalry captain loved you so dearly just from the way he looked at you. the two of you went on countless dates around the city, kaeya had treated you to his favorite skewers from good hunter, and he had even taken you to the chapel to show you how breathtaking it was in daybreak, all for everyone to see. everyone had thought that you two were bound to be fated to each other, but that was until they had seen you less and less by kaeya’s side. it had gone to a point where both of you were completely lost on each other, then the citizens couldn’t help but ask kaeya about your whereabouts. the cool and composed cavalry captain could only tell the truth, and that you two had broken it off.

the citizens had doubted his words at first, questioning why kaeya just didn’t seem to be sad at all, to which he replied that you both ended on good terms. and the citizens who didn’t know any better believed him, after all, the cavalry captain seemed to be doing absolutely fine. kaeya continued to spend his days as if you had never existed at all, he would wake up early in the morning, get dressed, finish paperwork, stroll around the city, go on knightly expeditions, talk to jean, drink with rosaria, and banter with the traveler all the normal. to everyone else, it was as if kaeya had never loved you at all, and the endearing memories of you two strolling around mondstat were simply just illusions.

however, kaeya knew the truth of it all. It was only he who experienced how much his world crashed when you asked to break up with him, it was only he who could feel the ache in his heart in your absence, and it was only he who knew he still loved you all the same. no one would know just how many pieces he’d crumbled into, he would never let anyone see him in such a state, not even you– especially you. not when you had left him when he had shown his most vulnerable self to you, not when you had decided to leave him so suddenly when you had promised to stay with him forever, and not when you had left knowing that it would break him completely. kaeya had decided to forego the memories of you, just as you did to him. yet, despite the seamless façade he put on for everyone to see, it seemed that he wasn’t as strong as he thought he was.

a few weeks after the news spread, the traveler had decided to visit angel’s share late in the night to catch a sight of the cavalry captain. yet, at the tavern, all he saw was a broken man who aimlessly drank away his feelings, mumbling incoherent sentences. all the traveler could decipher was your name, which kaeya repeated, as if begging for you to come back. 

a/n. tried a new writing format, hope you guys enjoyed! I was feeling a little angsty lately lol.

[riicky-ye]

imagine my face when:

70/215 hutao with homa and the whole team of her best supports: barely makes 5 stars on the 12th floor.

70/140 (passive activated) clorinde with craftable fontaine sword, a poorly built team and whatever tolerable artefacts I pulled from BoL set after a couple days of farm: m’lady, here’s your first ever 12 stars.

to be honest, I always thought I can’t reach the abyss-conquering level of characters’ power despite having somehow good artefact stats or I just can’t play, maybe both. simply put, I thought I don’t know how to genshin. though it seems I just don’t know how to hutao. which is a pity actually, she’s one of my favourite characters and I put tons of effort into building her (crimson witch obviously hates me but that’s not the point today)

I guess y’all can just congratulate me. from now on I’m gonna concentrate on building clorinde. being in despair after hutao 5 stars flop, I decided to pull for arlecchino despite her being anti-climactic for my account (I don’t like her). maybe I will reconsider that to focus on cons and/or weapon for clorinde. if some of you has an experience with clorinde gameplay, feel free to share your tips, teams or an advise on what’s better for her: c1 or weapon.

[decayedgloria]

In which everyone is in a relationship but Childe

Warnings: None, swearing ig. Aether and childe get bullied. so does kaveh.

Alright, sumeru finally comes through in this series lol. Did you guys see the small little plot in there? I promise its a thing. Also, please don’t mind the dates- I was too lazy to change them lol. Just imagine today is thursday, the next part is going to be friday, so on. 

Hope ya’ll enjoyed!

[mushroom-kin]

Flowers of Genshin series #8 - Xingqiu, Silk Flower

Xingqiu got Silk Flower since I knew what flowers to give to Hutao. Most of the time when characters shared local flowers, one of them fits better than the other. This gets even brazier when we get to sumeru and Inazuma characters, where my choices would be seen to be a bit esoteric. Look forward to what I picked for Layla.

I also think I went a bit too hardcore on the book cover, it is distractingly detailed. I haven't decided if it is a bad thing yet.

I imagine Xingqiu is using the Silk Flower as a bookmark.

Stay tuned for rest of them!

[ac-liveblogs]

1. Ur right in that all Hutao’s friendships came out of nowhere. They need to build up to this kind of thing. Maybe be together onscreen before you name them in ur will lmao? I think Genshin needed a tighter cast. 16 characters max per region, but give the characters new kits, outfits, rarities, etc and market them on multiple banners, then have them star in multiple events to build up their relationship. They literally do this in Honkai.

It's especially odd, because if you've only been playing Genshin for the last two years or so... the characters Hu Tao interacted with most regularly are iirc Venti and Xiao (Lantern Rite and the poetry event) and then Zhongli, and kiiinda Chongyun and Xingqiu. There were better characters to choose!

If I understand correctly, Honkai has a much smaller cast and you're mostly rolling upgraded outfits/kits for them, so I imagine it's easier for them to manage them over multiple events. I do agree that I think Genshin would've benefited from a tighter cast with re-runs/new versions of older characters to tie into whatever new storyline they're pushing, not just for events but for the endless backlog of deadweight characters that seem to do nothing but slice of life shenanigans...

I like the FGO model - that doesn't necessarily assume you know a character OR introduces a new one and has you get to know them over the course of a much longer event so you. Give a shit. I recognise it's easier for FGO as functionally a visual novel, though.

It’s really sad because some of this quest was utterly stellar. Yunjin’s singing and dancing (even the in engine version with all the neat animations. Found out where all Lanyan’s culture rep went), the aesthetic design of Hutao crossing over (with the little sprouting higanbanas), the cutscene and music. I also liked how they interrogated Hutao’s detachment from life in a vacuum. She loves her ‘friends’ so she has to cut them off. She claims to be okay with dying and gives back the Rex coin (good luck charm that reminds her of her ‘friend’) but keeps rattan doll (literally a power of friendship tool designed to save her that should remind her of all her friends).

I don't rate it that high, but I agree that it's one of Liyue's better showings and it did a much better job of building up to Hu Tao's sacrifice than... most other attempted emotional scenes in Genshin, I think? Especially if you take all the emotional bits with her friends for granted lmao. Definitely one of the higher ranking events with a storyline that follows through all the way on what it tries to accomplish!

I keep thinking that if this had been a longer event with more time put into Hu Tao's relationships with everyone that chose to try and save her/show the effects of the crisis she's attempting to fix (..fgo style) it would've worked better for me but I recognise there was an attempt (restricted by the time able to be spent on these events)... man, I feel Genshin's format does it NO favours at all!

Yun Jin's musical scenes were definitely a highlight, particularly the second one (after the hilichurl song) and the visuals of Hu Tao crossing over were great. I can't take scenes seriously when they use the off-model NPCs though. Makes my brain shut off.

Like, nice show of internal conflict and a ‘go with the flow’ style character who could happily die at any point, yet takes every chance to live, but the effect falls flat when none of these guys are your friends. Oh, and then it turns out the adeptus were the ones who saved everyone and Hutao and Lanyan’s knowledge meant nothing. Ok.

I AM SO MAD ABOUT THE ADEPTUS THING LIKE. Can Liyue Harbour do NOTHING without Cloud Retainer peering over their shoulder???

[hanniejji]

In a pot?😭 Imagine HuTao visiting Zhongli for dinner and she opened the wrong pot to get soup.

She was like wtf and thought that Zhongli was trying to serve her an alive baby but Zhongli said he would smack the shit out of someone if they ate his baobei 😂 he will move his baobei to a crib as soon as they wake up for the first time, he doesn't want to disturb the baby.

Alternatively HuTao scoops the little adepti with a big wooden spoon going to Zhongli "Mr.Zhongli! This ain't a real baby, right? I know you're trying to prank me back" And Zhongli almost gets a heart attack seeing his precious baobei being balanced on a wooden spoon.

LMAO THIS IS SO FUNNY DHFBSJDJAJ ZHONGERS MAKING BAOBEI IN A BIG POT LIKE ONE OF THOSE LARGE CAULDRONS THAT WITCHES USE FOR MAKING POTIONS IM GONNA CRY

[seelestia]

so imagine this, dainsleif with person who is also from khaenrhi'ah but they're hiding it (they usually have blonde hair, blue hair, light skin, yk, dainsleif looking ppl, and by hiding it I'm thinking like wig or hair dye or whatever teyvat has and some face covering iykwim) and this person avoids dainsleif because the past is unpleasant but dainsleif is following them cuz gut feeling

why can i never think of a conclusion omfg alright yeah just take that ig

also did i mention that i finally have sets on my characters heh (only the dps characters though, and ayato is still a hutao support lol)

AND I GOT KAZUHA AND NAHIDA WWWHWHH (i was gone for a while cuz mental health and stuff so I'm saying all this rn)

and idk how to end this either so

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THAT'S ANGSTY OML .... i think dain would follow them because 1) suspicions and 2) guilt since he failed to protect his people in the past, so this man would passively have war flashbacks as he follows this person (he can never rest /j). but like it'd be such a good trope if the reader was an ex-khaenri'ahn who despised him for failing to protect their nation (similar to the abyss order) OR OR if they were his ex-lover whom dain still had unresolved feelings for ..... ARE WE SEEING THE POTENTIAL HERE ??? this is so big brain of you, nonnie.

someone with an ayato who doesn't even have a two-piece set effect will forever be you in my eyes LMAOOO. i'm still sticking with my two-piece glad and two-piece whatever set combo these days except for my future wanderer (bcs i have a stupidly nice 4-piece pavilion chronicle after farming it for months) !! anon, i am so excited for his rerun i cannot even describe it .... kinda crazy how i went from being a supporter of your #1 scara stan dreams from the sidelines and now i'm in your club 😵‍💫