#genshin men x y/n

[nniemoshi]

❤︎ 𝑯-𝑯𝒆𝒚! 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈!

ft. Neuvillette

Synopsis : You're talking about your passion with sparkles in your eyes, but he doesn't really seem to listen to you, probably too distracted as you look way too attractive today...

Warnings : Suggestive; cum mentioned once but nothing implied; making out; he's needy & touchy; only his sight, taste and touch seem to work today :p

After successfully escaping Neuvillette's warm embrace --not without struggling like crazy-- you leave your shared cozy bed, heading towards the kitchen.

The birthday of your friend was only within a day, which was why you were currently baking some sweets for her party first thing in the morning. In fact, she requested this special quest specifically from you for you are the greatest baker she knows. Mixing the sweet ingredients in a bowl, you stop the time to get the muffins out of the oven and place them on the counter. Turning again to mix the crêpe batter, you realize you forgot to add the nearly most important ingredient, sugar. However, before you can turn around, what feels like a rock hard wall comes into contact with your back, soon followed by two strong arms wrapping themselves around your smaller figure along with a burning kiss on your neck. Neuvillette inhales your perfume with a deep hum, causing some vibrations against the sensitive soft skin of your neck that made you tilt your head against his. "Well good morning to you too, love." His massive aura never failed at making you feel vulnerable and oh so tiny compared to his huge body that engulfed your own. With his head resting on your shoulder, including his lips still against your skin where he believes they belong, he only hummed as an answer. "Oh, are you still tired? Why didn't you sleep more?" When you caressed his cheek, your fingers brushed against his eyes, and felt that they were closed. "'Couldn't get any more sleep after you've left." He groaned with his morning voice. Letting out a chuckle that made Neuvillette open his tired eyes, he inhaled more of your sweet and natural fragrance he much adored and tightened his arms around your waist, adding even more kisses on your neck. "N-Neuvillette, I need to go check the rest of the muffins in the oven..." You began, "I can't move."

Even though he absolutely didn't wish to let go of his sweet lover at all, he obliged after giving your neck a last open-mouthed kiss. "But darling, why are you baking that quantity of sweets? We're only two here." He inquired as he leans against the counter, taking notice of the muffins fresh out of the oven placed beside him. "Oh it's not for us, it's for Navia's birthday. She asked me to bake her some pastries." He only hummed as an answer again, watching you travel all around the kitchen in your shorts and a sweatshirt you put on over your tank top when you got out of bed, baking with a smile never leaving your face. He eyed you up and down with a mix of love and desire, never looking away of your never ending moving figure. "Do you like that?" He suddenly asked. "Like what?" You replied, still focused on your baking. "Baking, do you like it?" He clarified.

Hearing his question, you turn around and find yourself in front of his tall body in the blink of an eye. As if it was something automatic, he naturally placed his calloused hand in the small of your back and pulled you close to him, only to place his big hands on your waist, stroking it with his coarse thumbs. "I absolutely love it! From the start to the end! From checking if you have all the ingredients, mixing them together, cooking it, decorated it and eat or offer it! I love it all about baking!" As he "listened" to you, it was impossible to miss the sparkles shining oh so brightly in your eyes, the way your charming lips he adores to kiss and coat with his thick hot cum moved as you spoke your passion and shared all the things you loved about it.

Glancing at the muffins beside him, you leaned forward to grab one, brushing lightly your chest against his shirtless and broad one, which resulted in growing his desire for you even more. "Here, taste this one!" You beamed as you offered him one of your sweets, not even knowing he didn't listen to a thing you blabbered about, for he wanted to taste only one thing. And it wasn't the muffin. His hand reached to your wrist, completely wrapping around it and bringing the sugary aliment you're holding to his mouth, finally taking a bite from it with a smirk. Your cheeks flushed for he was still looking into your eyes, while you looked away. "I carefully followed everything the recipe said, and that's also something I really enjoy about baki--" He cut you with a kiss. Neuvillette couldn't take it anymore, he did try his best to resist and listen to you but it just was beyond what he could do. Seeing you intimidated and affected by his actions looking this cute, no, oh boy he couldn't even imagine controlling himself. He replaced his hands on your waist with a single muscular arm, pulling you without delicacy even more close to him, lifting your head with a hand under your chin, fingers on both of your cheeks. He started walking forward slowly while kissing you like a starved man, each kiss more passionate than the previous, making you step back until you reached the counter on the other side where kept you between it and his robust body. "How about you taste it too, love?" Said the Iudex with his deep voice, "But I was talki-", before placing the hand that was on your chin behind your neck, gripping some of your hair to tilt your head backwards and kissing, no, devouring your mouth again. His other hand slid under your sweatshirt and tank top, caressing your skin with the feeling of his calloused hand you fell in love with.

Even though the fact that he didn't listen to a thing you said was quite upsetting, his hot and deep kisses made you forget it all, your mind was soon foggy and the more he kissed you, the more you got dizzy. Your arms slid behind his muscular back by themselves and felt his firm back muscles and large shoulders, sometimes your fingers getting entangled in his long and loose silver hair. Neuvillette finally detached his lips from yours, a string of saliva still connecting them. "It's delicious, truly." He complimented, giving you another kiss.

"Neuvillette! You didn't listen to me at all! Don't think I'll forgive you just like that!" You contested as you catched your breath, face all flushed and swollen red lips, trying to push Neuvillette away. It was no use though, he didn't budge at all. Except, you didn't expect him to lift you princess style and head upstairs to your room. "You'll tell me later, promise. But now, your muffins aren't the only thing I want to taste, dearest." Instead, he threw you back on the bed, a yelp escaping your throat. "But I didn't even finish baking..." You contested again, your voice however lowering and wrapping your arms around his neck, as his lips approached yours, eyelids slowly closing with his bulky figure towering over yours.

With those fervorous kisses of his, you finally abandoned yourself to him to enjoy a passionate morning~

<3

[rene-darling]

WHEN- reader uses her boobies as a place holder

You use your boobies to hold something. Ft genshin men.

I was inspired to do this from a memory of my dead grandmother, and I saw my mom do something like that a few days ago..

cuz, ya girl don't got the assets to do that...art credits [mixed snack]

...Xiao...itto...alhaitham...

Drinking a glass of water to quench your thirst. It's nothing out of the ordinary. Mortals are susceptible to dying easily of dehydration your lover claims, so to keep him happy and yourself healthy, you're drinking some water,

And in between sips, you occasionally get tired of holding the glass, so you place it on the best naturally built in stand that you have- your honkers

Xiao

He's...not quite sure on what he's walked in on..

At first, he watches closely, as your chest rises up and down with each breath, so do his eyes. Watching keenly as he focuses in on the water sloshing around in the cup.

Is this...another one of those mortal rituals...?

He takes a big gulp and- leaves before you notice.

He takes to asking ganyu what it means to place a cup on your boobies while he's training her but she just messes up her shot when he asks her.

"is it...a mortal tradition to place something on your chest and fall asleep?"

"h-...huh! Adeptus Xiao???...n-no? Not that I'm aware of..." Looking down ganyu wonders if she can do that too...she can

Itto

"...do you think I could do that too..???" Genuine question. Itto's a real one always asking the real questions.

Startles you causing the drink to fall,

Once you get yourself cleaned up it's on!!

"welcome beetle dudes and dudettes to the first ever boob off champion shippp!!! Who can stack the most cups on their boobies!!! "

He can. He won.

You're almost hurt by this, having been beaten by a man at your own game, but you're far too impressed to think about that now

Brags to anyone who will listen, ayato, ayaka his gang that he won a boob off!! Never lets it go,

If you're in a deep argument nearing a break up he brings up the fact that "you won't ever find a man with my typa boobies, who can beat you at a boob off.." you can't

Alhaitham

"..."

"..."

"..well, that's an efficient way of- placing something, though, it'll probably tip since it's unbalanced."

"are you...saying my boobies are uneven..."

You're gonna take it the wrong way, he can't help but be critical.

"n-no, but there's nothing wrong with having uneven...breasts, many women have them they are completely normal-" "what do you mean many women have them, whose boobies are you looking at besides mine-??"

"N-no!"

He needs to make it up to you for being so rude!

"..." "..." "Can I move now-" "no." You said, picking up the the drink you left on your new place holder taking a sip and putting it back.

Your plan back fires when you realize he still has much more space in the titties left then you do, totally unfair, he needs to make up for that too! By letting you suck on them

[necrvdk]

𝟏𝟏⠀ ⠀⠀⠀skip a beat.  ❟ ㅤ𝖣𝗜𝗦𝖳⃥𝖴ЯB

boys who's hearts melt whenever you look at him with puppy eyes, pleading for another round ― just another one ― of him finding himself deep in your core, fucking the knot in your belly to unleash with squirts of cum as you babble out. whimpering "s' good" or "big!big!" whenever he starts fucking your aching pussy after an orgasm. how can he not indulge into your needs? unbundle the hurt in your clit for not being touched, just making him cum right there on the spot when he sees the belly bulge of him deep on your fragile womb. ♡ he needs it again. just another one.

alhaitam. diluc. baizhu. childe. dainsleif.

[valenrixo]

Thinking about titlover Scara | no nsfw but suggestive

He’s so funny because it’s obvious to everyone else but him.

Cuddling? His face is under your shirt sleeping right against your tits

If you wear a low cut top it’s mizuover for him. He’ll catch himself staring many times until you notice and he looks away.

When he’s stressed he uses them as stress balls

After a night of intimacy there will be more bite marks and hickeys there anywhere else

The fellow students know because he doodles your boobs in different shirts while he’s studying

He will still refuse to admit it though when you comfort him, he’ll scoff out “something silly like that. Don’t flatter yourself.” Before you walk off shrugging it off, but you knew. That night before bed you wore a shirt that wouldn’t be easy to lift and certainly wouldn’t let him fit his head under. You fell asleep before he went to bed though.

A few hours later your eyes flutter open when you hear some frustrated and desperate whining as you see Scara try to move his head under the shirt but he can’t. His fists clenching the shirt’s fabric tightly as the farthest he can reach his head is your stomach. Eventually he got so pissed he ripped the shirt

The whining stopped when he was able to rest his head on your tits

I read a fic and got an idea, don’t remember their @ though :(

[iomoru]

“If you and I were frogs, we could sit on leaves together.” Kazuha mused with a blissful smile, his eyes gazing dreamily at the sky. The soft wind played with his hair as he leaned back, lost in thought. “You ever think about that?”

You blinked, caught off guard by the odd yet oddly endearing statement. “First of all, why would you even want to be reborn as frogs?”

Kazuha chuckled softly, his eyes shimmering with amusement as he glanced over at you. “Think about it..” he began, his tone light and playful, “We’d spend our days hopping around, living a simple life. No worries, no responsibilities. Just...peace.”

You rolled your eyes, though you couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “You mean sitting on leaves, croaking all day, and eating bugs?”

He tilted his head, feigning deep contemplation. “Well, I’d like to think we’d be the kind of frogs that enjoy the beauty of nature more than eating bugs.”

“Yeah? And what else would we do as frogs, oh wise one?” you teased, leaning into the moment.

Kazuha’s smile softened as he turned his gaze back to the sky, the playful energy fading into something quieter. “We’d watch the world from the pond’s edge, listen to the wind rustle through the trees, and feel the rain patter against the water. A life where we can simply be.”

A/n: I was inspired by this fan art:

A/n: although I couldn't find the creator so if you know who they are PLEASE tag them or tell me so I can credit them 😞🙏

© ²⁰²⁴ ɪᴏᴍᴏʀᴜ ✰ do not repost, translate, plagiarize, use to train ai, or share my work on other social media platforms.

[luxxid]

a head was propped up on your bulging belly as you treaded through the cottony streaks of wriothesley's hair, your lips parted as you watched him in a moment of solace. his bulky arms tied around your waist as he rested his body on yours, his face facing your belly. his eyes were about to fall into a slumber before he felt a protruding feeling to his face. a small protruding shape out curved from your stomach. "mhh the bean is awake," wriothesley mumbles, stroking your belly with his scarred fingers. "don't kick your mom too hard, you hear me? or else you'll be in timeout when you come out of there." he promulgated to your unborn child in a soft, deep tone, his eyes were laid on your belly for some time before recanting to his previous position.

that was until he felt yet another stirring sensation within your belly. he lifted his head up, a playful smirk beholding his lips as he glimpsed at your buoyant visage. "seems like they're quite stubborn. reminds me of someone i know." you retorted softly, your eyes sparkling with amusement. "well, it seems like they've inherited a bit of my determination," the raven haired male replied, gently placing a coarse hand on your belly. "i can't wait to meet our little bundle of joy." his eyes speak for themselves, he couldn't wait to meet his child and hold them in his arms for the first time.

[vxlkirayaxo]

Shattered glass

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Gn!reader x wanderer

Warnings & tags: Slight angst (fighting at the beginning), clingy Wanderer, Wanderer called Scaramouche at the beginning, comfort, fluff, cursing

Oh how he pissed you off.

You as the traveler took pity on him while he was recovering from his major fall and kept him company while he healed. One day while you were reading a book to him he interrupted you.

"Boring ass book. You have such bland taste." He spoke rolling his eyes and sitting up slightly. You just smiled through gritted teeth, annoyed by his remarks. You continued reading the book, trying to push away your growing annoyance.

He only smirked a bit and decided to pester you more.

"Hello? Ignoring an injured person? How cruel of you...Maybe that's why your twin left." He muttered. That was the final breaking point, out of frustration you tossed the book in a random direction. Your eyes closed as you stood up from your seat near his bed, but your eyes open widely when you heard a sound of something shattering. It sounded like glass, but there was nothing glass in the room except for...

A low groan came out of his mouth as you looked over and saw that the book had shattered a bit of his porcelain skin, a big gash of broken glass across his cheek.

'that has to hurt...' you thought as you winced and leaned closer to him to inspect his 'wound'.

His broken and bandaged arm slightly moved towards you, a small look of pain in his apathetic and cruel eyes. He glanced up at you as you used your glove to wipe away some of the broken porcelain.

"Shit, my bad. Is there a way to fix it?" You spoke retracting your hand from his cheek, he immediately used his hand and put your hand on his cheek again. He leaned into the touch.

"It'll heal I'm sure...if not you're in charge of super gluing it back together." He spoke. A small smirk on his lips formed as he spoke the last part. You just watched as he cherished your touch on his now shattered cheek.

'why the hell is he clingy? I thought his ass hated me.' you thought as a small red hue grew on your sunkissed cheeks. Oh how he wished he could be the sun for you, enveloping you in warmth and kissing your skin. He closed his eyes as he got comfortable.

"Don't call me Scaramouche anymore." He said randomly, one of his eyes opening a little to look up at you.

"I would prefer if you called me Wanderer. Maybe if you're lucky I'll let you give me a name suggestion." He said acting all smug even though he had grown quite found over you while you've been visiting him. He would probably take any name from you at this point....even...baby girl...

He snuggled into your hand further at the disturbing thought. His eyebrows furrowed and he closed both of his eyes again. You just sighed and sat down on the empty space of the bed. You knew you weren't going to leave any time soon with his clingy ass.

[thelonelyarchon]

📮 RETURN TO SENDER ᯓᡣ𐭩⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

— PAIR: !model alhaitham x !fem youtuber reader

— SYNOPSIS: you are a budding lifestyle vlogger and youtuber specializing in writing love letters. not only that, but you're also alhaitham's secret admirer! you like him but he doesn't know you. so what if one day, your friend found your love letter addresed to him and mailed it?

"though i appreciate your enthusiasm and 'profound love for me,' i regret to inform you that i cannot return those feelings," your breath hitched. "enclosed with this reply is your letter. it may be best for me to return it to you. good day."

oh no... not what you expected, eh? what now?

CONTENT WARNING/NOTES: fem reader, self-insert, reader has pre-determined storyline/background, female anatomy description, yandere-ish alhaitham, OOC characters (obv), asshole alhaitham, angst, profanities and cussing, sexual innuendos . . .

masterlist | series playlist

📮 POSTAL OFFICE ᯓᡣ𐭩

[name]'s mains official | private

alhaitham's mains official | private

💌 LETTERS SENT ᯓᡣ𐭩

📥 DROP OFF . . .

001 - letter mailed, lives ruined

002 - what letter? kaveh, what letter!?

003 - guilt & ruin

004 - rejected

005 - so... moving on

006 - first love pt. 1

007 - first love pt. 2

008 - first love pt. 3

009 - a ragnvindr

010 - relapse

011 - love vs obsession

012 - prescon

013 - three months

014 - his love letter

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🛫 IN TRANSPO . . .

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📦 DELIVERY . . .

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📬 RECEIVED . . .

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NOTE:

- contains grammatical error

- contains plot holes

- second attempt in (finishing) writing a socmed au

- may have sexual innuendos

- there's cussing and a lot of offensive name calling (usually from tighnari but its used in a humorous/lovingly way???)

- trigger warnings will be placed on each post (if necessary)

- taglist: OPEN

@thelonelyarchon | do not reproduce or repost my works all rights reserved 2024

[moraxsthrone]

TITLE — spoiled

PAIRING — dom!sugarbaby!zhongli x sub!sugarmama!f!reader

WC — 4.6k

WARNINGS — nsfw. MDNI. modern au. soft dom/sub dynamic. oral (m. & f. rcv'ing). deepthroat/facefucking. overstim. squirting. creampie.

NOTES — i always said that when (not if) zhongli came home, i would spoil him rotten. i went from having no zhongli to having him at C2 lvl 90 + staff of homa + a 2pc/2pc tenacity/noblesse set, and him being in the top 21% of zl hybrid builds on the NA server, hitting 100k+ dmg...all in less than a month. i've been good to him and he's been soooooo good to me so i wanted to write this as a celebratory, homecoming gift for my long-awaited, highly spoiled geo daddy. thanks to @crystalflygeo for the idea and inspiration! i hope i did it justice! <3

the knock comes so gently you wouldn't have heard it had you not been expecting it.

“come in,” you say, finishing the last piece of paperwork and setting your pen down on your big oak desk.

the heavy door creaks open, zhongli striding in before closing the door behind himself.

“working late again, my lady?” the young man muses with a subtle smile, looking dapper in his favorite armani suit that’s been perfectly tailored to the lean musculature of his frame.

a leaden sigh escapes your lips. “yes, but fortunately i’ve just finished. your timing is impeccable, my dear sir,” you say with a playful lilt while leaning back in your chair. “i presume i’m not the only one since someone else must’ve let you in.”

“your receptionist was just leaving as i arrived.”

“well, now that you’re here, to what do i owe the pleasure?”

“i wanted to thank you again for the handsome topaz cufflinks you procured for me yesterday at that fancy boutique-” he says in his unhurried baritone, fidgeting with one of them. zhongli sounds so commanding without even trying, making your loins stir with want. you’ve taken great pleasure in spoiling him since meeting him a couple months ago, buying him everything he’s had an eye for, as well as a lot of things he hasn’t even asked for…

“i knew you’d appreciate them, what with your exquisite taste���” you interject, admiring the way the dark orange gemstones bring out his eyes. “besides, the color becomes you.”

he smiles back, making him look more boyish. “only someone with a discerning eye for quality and beauty such as yourself would even take me to places that sell such high caliber merchandise.” he walks towards you, leaning against the front of your desk mere inches from where your arm rests. “but i want you to know that i appreciate the little things just as much, if not more so. something as simple as say…” his voice trails for a moment, “...indulging me in afternoon tea means a lot to me.”

“oh? but your company is no small thing, zhongli. i enjoy lavishing you with gifts, of course. but you give me your time and conversation in return, and that is far more valuable to me than any gift i could bestow upon you…”

“you sure?” 

your brow crinkles at his hinting tone. “what do you mean?”

he reaches out with his gloved hand, delicately cupping your jaw as his boyish smile fades. “you’re a very busy lady. your time and attention are in high demand. and yet you decide to give what little of it you have over to me. your time is far more valuable than anything you could possibly buy me, and that’s something for which i could never repay you…”

you raise your eyebrows at him in sincerity. “zhongli. as i’ve already stated, your company is more than enough-”

"my lady," he reaches for your hand and brings your dainty knuckles to his lips. “...if i may?”

your mouth drops open in surprise. though you certainly wouldn’t be opposed to it, you’ve never so much as alluded to the prospect of an intimate relationship with him. you’re beautiful. powerful. but also - as he’s pointed out - very busy, leaving you precious little time for meeting a suitable mate, let alone courting one. so just spending time with zhongli - listening to his captivating stories, admiring his handsome face, hearing his spell-binding voice - has been more than worth any amount of money you could spend on him.

“zhongli, w-what…?” you give into the gentle tug of his hand, standing from your chair to face him. with your hand still in his, he cups your cheek with the other while bringing his lips dangerously close to yours. “zhongli, wait,” you say, catching your breath in your throat before he can take it away. “you don’t owe me anything…”

“perhaps not, my lady,” he says, his thumb stroking your burning cheek. “but i would quite like to give you something anyway.” your eyes search his as he speaks, his gaze so comfortably heavy. “you’re beautiful,” he says, breath fanning across your lips. “you’ve been exceedingly generous to me…and i want to give you what i feel is owed to you…”

“but zhongli,” you try, your voice so small and shaky with desire, “i’ve already said you don’t owe m-”

“forgive my insolence,” he interrupts, not sounding sorry at all, “but allow me to put it this way: i’m going to give you what you deserve.”

his thumb grazes your lower lip, only to trail down the column of your pretty neck as his lips finally and mercifully claim yours. and you give yourself permission to kiss him back. how could you not? of course you’ve never expected anything from him, but you’d be lying if you said you’d never fantasized about kissing him, touching him.

zhongli is incredibly intelligent and knowledgeable, devastatingly handsome, and his voice alone is enough to make your panties wet every time you hear it. in spite of the fact that you’ve been providing for him, it is he who seems to hold some unspoken power over you.

breaking from the kiss, you look up into his amber eyes. “wh-what i deserve?”

without a word he turns you around, your butt now pressing against the edge of your desk.

“by now you must think i’m a weak man…”

you shake your head. “no. i don’t think that at all-”

he places his fingers over your lips. “ah-ah. i wasn’t finished speaking, my lady.”

your eyes widen, filling with lust and desire at his insistent tone. yes. you need this. and he knows it. zhongli isn’t just giving you what you want or deserve; he’s giving you what you need.

“but-”

before you can utter another sound, zhongli spins you around until your hips are pressing against the edge of your desk. you feel his hips press against your bottom, gasping quietly at the unmistakable hard bulge pressing against you.

“zhongli?”

he grinds against you, the force causing the edge of your desk to dig into your hip bones.

“you can feel me, can’t you?” he whispers, his wet lips grazing the edge of your ear. “i’ve wanted you like this all along. does that come as a surprise to you, my lady?”

before you can formulate a response, zhongli’s hands - now naked and warm after having removed his gloves - are running along your bare skin under your pencil skirt until it’s bunched up below your ass cheeks. one of his hands slips between your legs, spreading them apart to slowly make his way up until he feels the moisture between them. 

“it would seem you’ve thought about this before as well,” he deduces, eliciting an affirmative hum from you as a response.

his other hand gently pushes your hair aside to expose the back of your neck and you feel the heat of his breath there as his soft lips ghost over your goosebumped skin.

“you must get so tired of having so much responsibility on you,” he mutters. “wouldn’t it be nice to relinquish control every once in a while?”

his voice alone is enough to easily seduce you. with a small nod, your eyes flutter closed as you fight the chill that wants to run down your spine. “y-yes, zhongli, it’s…” your breath hitches when his thumb brushes your lace-covered clit, “...exhausting sometimes.”

a deep chuckle forms in his throat as he peppers light kisses along the back of your bare neck, pushing the ruffle trim top of your dress off one of your shoulders to expose more of your soft skin.

“then allow me.” grasping the back zipper between his fingers, he pulls it down, taking his precious time undressing you from your collar to your tailbone. “if at any point you want me to stop, just say 'lapis'," he whispers and you agree.

he pushes the sleeves over and off of your arms before unfastening your bra. everything falls to the floor, the expensive material pooling around your feet. having rendered you naked save for your panties and designer heels, he stands back a bit and tells you to turn around and face him. feeling a bit self-conscious, you cover your breasts and bite your lower lip nervously as you follow his order.

“tut-tut.” zhongli shakes his head in mild disapproval. “uncover yourself. i want to see every inch of your gorgeous body.”

you lower your arms, exposing your creamy breasts with pretty, budded nipples and zhongli’s amber eyes seem to glow with arousal. he takes his time looking you up and down, licking his lips, drinking in your form as his hard cock strains against his slacks. 

kissing you as he comes in close again, pulling you in with his hands on your ass to let the clothed head of his cock rub against your panty-clad pussy. you gasp and he grips his own cock through his pants and rubs the head over your hidden clit.

reaching for one of your hands, he places it on his clothed erection, sending a jolt of arousal to your core. “touch me,” he says. "i know you want to."

you nod, giving his girth a tentative squeeze through his expensive slacks. a quiet groan escapes zhongli’s throat as he pushes himself into your hand, watching you with hooded eyes as you palm him. even through the dark virgin wool you can feel that his cock is thick and hot, and you can’t help but clench as you imagine how it would feel to be taken and filled by him.

“get on your knees,” he commands and you obey, putting you at eye level with the wet spot that has formed where his cockhead is pressing against his slacks. “take my cock out.” 

you can hardly believe this is happening. not five minutes ago, you were having an innocent conversation with your platonic sugarbaby. now you’re on your knees, seconds away from freeing his cock and tasting his precum - something you’ve wanted since first laying eyes on him but never thought would become a reality.

your well-manicured hands reach for his belt, unfastening it before opening his pants to free his impressive dick. it’s so pretty - thick and pale with a bulbous tip flushed dark pink and a couple of fat veins running the length of him. you lick your lips and wrap your hand around his silky shaft, so warm and hard. without thinking, you open your mouth to lick his swollen cockhead but he reaches down and stops you with a finger to your chin.

“did you ask for permission to suck my cock?”

his authoritative tone has you soaking through your panties, your own slick coating your inner thighs. “n-no, sir.” zhongli is pleasantly surprised at how effortlessly you’ve stepped into your submissive role. “may i please suck your cock, mister zhongli?” you ask, making his member twitch in your hand.

he gives you a kind, crooked smile. “yes, of course, little one.”

his salty flavor has you clenching around nothing when you drag your tongue from the underside of his cockhead to his slit. you give it a little kiss before swirling your wet muscle around it. “mmm~ you taste so good, mister zhongli…want more.”

“such a greedy slut,” he rasps with a crooked grin. “tell you what - i’ll give you a mouthful of my flavor, but you have to earn it.” he runs his fingers through your hair. “suck my cock well enough and i’ll let you drink as much of my cum as you can handle.”

his words have you eagerly wrapping your lips tightly around him, slowly taking him all the way to the back of your throat to make yourself salivate more. pumping your fist along what you can’t fit in your mouth, pretty soon the room is filled with wet, sucking noises along with the occasional grunt and muffled gag.

with your hand still jerking him, you pull off him with a gasp.

“did i say you could stop?” he rasps, fingers tightening in your hair.

“no, sir.” you barely get the words out before you quickly suck him in again. never before have you enjoyed sucking a cock so much as zhongli’s.

as he watches you bob on him like a cock-hungry whore, zhongli takes off his waistcoat and begins to unbutton the tailored shirt you bought him a couple of weeks ago. he works it off until he’s naked from the waist up. it’s difficult to fully appreciate the sculpt of his perfect body from this angle, but you can make out his chiseled chest and mouth-watering abs, causing you to whimper on his length.

he pets your hair and praises you before resting both his hands on top of your head. he guides your pace slowly at first, working himself deeper, pressing into your throat as he rocks his hips until he’s fucking your mouth. you’re gagging on him, a string of spit and precum hanging from your chin.

“look at me while you’re sucking my dick, little one,” he says, voice still commanding but heavy with lust.

you obey, looking up at him while he admires the way your pretty lips stretch around his wide shaft, traces of your lipstick mixing with your saliva on his skin. it’s hard to see him through the tears that prick at your eyes, but your slick is dripping from your panties onto the floor below. as your fingernails dig slightly into the flesh of his toned thighs, you swear you could cum with his cockhead deep in your throat. 

the way your tears dot your eyelashes makes him suck air through his teeth. “nnfuck~ do you have any idea how pretty you look choking on my cock like this, little one?” zhongli’s hips are rocking steadily, his tight balls touching your chin with every thrust. “such a good fucking girl…are you ready for your reward?”

all you can do is moan, the vibration sending him over the edge. with his fingers tangled in your hair, he presses his patch of black hair against the tip of your nose. fighting to keep his eyes focused on you, zhongli groans loudly, releasing his orgasm down your raw, well-deserved throat.

he pulls out of your mouth, leaving you sputtering and gasping for air. but you’ve loved every second of it. even when he’s forceful, zhongli has a grace about him that’s difficult to describe. but you sense it, you know it when you’re with him like this. “th- *gasp* thank you, m-mister zhongli. thank you f- *cough* for your cum.”

“you did so well, little one,” he groans, tenderly rubbing his thumb over your tear-streaked cheek. collecting some stray semen from your chin, he pushes his thumb between your lips and you suck on it, moaning at the feeling of more of his creamy fluid coating your tongue. “you earned every drop, so don’t waste it.”

your willingness to please, your gratitude, your pliability…they all endear you to him. you may spend your money on him, but he slips into the role of your doting dominant just as seamlessly. he wants to take care of you. to dominate you and reduce you to a babbling mess underneath him, but he wants to care for you and make sure you know you’re safe even more so.

he helps you to your feet before backing you up against your desk. he picks you up, semi-hard cock bouncing with his movements, and sets your ass down on the documents you’d just finished when he came into your office.

“zh-zhongli, the paperwork-”

“my dear, the paperwork should be the least of your concerns right now, but if you must know,” he huffs, pulling your drenched panties down and off your legs, “those documents are as good as ruined…”

before you can protest he curls his hands behind your knees and yanks your ass to the edge of your desk, important forms dragging along beneath you, some fluttering to the floor. now you’re naked, save for your louboutins. zhongli clasps his hands around your ankles and lifts them in the air before bringing his lips to one of them and blazing a long, slow trail along the inside of your leg. 

“but don’t you worry…” he mutters between kisses to your skin, his lust-darkened eyes looking right into yours, “your work will be the last thing on your mind by the time i’m done with you.”

his words, his voice, his gaze…it’s all too much and you shudder under his touch, breathing his name. your hands find his dark brown hair, the long ponytail hanging over his shoulder and tickling your electrified skin as he sucks a bruise into your inner thigh.

zhongli’s hands glide down the length of your legs, spreading them to expose your wet, swollen lips. “your pussy is stunning, my lady. even more beautiful than it smells.” he pushes your knees further back, his softened cock twitching back to life as he watches your folds open for him. he breathes you in, groaning at the pink tip of your hard bud peeking out from between your inner lips. “i’ve been dying to taste you…

“ohhh~” you keen, back arching when you feel the heat of his breath on your neglected sex. “mister zhongli…please~”

“please what?” he grumbles, dark amber eyes peering up at you from between your legs.

“p-please…” you plead, voice meek and submissive, “please lick me…”

without taking his eyes off you, he sticks his tongue out and licks a slow, wide strip over your puffy lips. your hips jolt at the tender sensualilty of his warm, silky muscle touching you where you need him most.

“your flavor…” he moans quietly, “delectable.” he teases his tongue around your hard pearl, swiping slowly between your inner labia to taste more of you. “sweeter and more intoxicating than any wine i’ve had the pleasure of rolling over my tongue…”

already you’re cooing for him and he can’t help but want to hear what other sounds he might be able to pull from you, never mind how much he’s dying to devour you. he swirls his tongue around your tiny, pink erection before wrapping his lips around it and sucking it in against his tongue. immediately your back arches off the desk as you gasp his name, shoving your sex deeper into his mouth. zhongli’s brows furrow as he sucks you in harder with a deep growl. his graceful hands are pushing on the backs of your thighs, pressing you further open to dip his tongue inside your tight hole.

“gahahhh~” you cry out, his nose nudging your throbbing clit as he fucks you with his wet muscle.

he lifts his face from your pussy, glistening with the mixture of your arousal and his spit. you open your eyes but before you can whine in protest, he kisses you, and you moan at the taste of your pussy on his tongue as he presses two expert fingers inside you. you cry into his mouth, the pad of his thumb massaging your clit.

he pulls away, a string of your juices and his saliva connecting your lips. “such a good girl for me,” zhongli pants, drunk on your pussy. he slips his naked shoulders under your thighs, his free hand pushing up over your tummy and ribs to cup your breast and gently squeeze your pebbled nipple. “i think it’s time for another reward, hm?” all you can muster is a pitiful whimper in response as his fingertips find your sweet spot. “but you have to promise to cum for me, little one,” he breathes.

“y-yes, sir…” you all but sing for him, “please, mister zhongli…promise…i promise i'll cum for you~”

a dark smile tugs at his lips as he lowers his mouth to your cunt, sucking your clit into his warm, wet mouth once again. his fingers work you over nicely, tugging vigorously against your g-spot as he rubs his flexed tongue over your hard, pink tip. your orgasm builds slowly, deep in your bones and outward intensely as your fingers curl in his hair and you buck your hips against his face.

“fuck, oh god~” you cry out, only for him to latch on tighter, determined to suck you all the way off and drink down every last drop of your orgasm.

his waiting mouth is filled with your essence as his blunt fingertips dig into the plush of your hips. he drinks you down as best he can as you gush for him, but a fair amount of your liquid escapes his mouth and drips lewdly from his chin. slowly he pulls away, sliding his fingers out of your still-clenching pussy. you’re still too drunk on your high to notice yet, but his cock is in his hand, hard and leaking again. 

“so good…” he drawls, standing and sliding his dark pink cockhead between your wet, slippery folds.

you flinch at the contact. you want it - more than anything - but you’re so sensitive and his swollen tip is driving you mad as it bounces over your poor little clit.

zhongli huffs, his cock momentarily catching on your hole before sliding between your pussy lips again. he knows how overstimmed you must be but he’s too needy to care about that right now. he’s wanted to slip his cock into you for far too long and now that his shaft is sliding between your slippery folds he can’t hold back any longer. 

how many nights and mornings has he thought of you while fucking his own hand until he soiled his sheets with his hot sticky semen? how many afternoons has he returned to his office after enjoying a kettle of tea with you, only to lock his door and pull his cock out of his trousers before jacking off while moaning your name under his breath. too many times he has tried to be quiet while biting his lower lip and whimpering quietly as he filled his own hand with his thick, white cum until it dripped between his fingers onto the wooden floor below.

he leans over you, one hand planted on your desk and the other still guiding his cock, massaging your swollen clit with his thick tip. 

“you’ve been so good to me,” he groans, lust-blown amber eyes looking down at you with fire in them. “you’ve given me everything i’ve wanted and more…” the underside of his hard shaft is gliding noisily between your folds.

“y-you deserve the whole world, zhongli,” you breathe, looking into his eyes. “i adore you…” his eyes soften at your proclamation. he stops moving his hips and kisses you, soft and tender, his tongue rolling slowly around yours before pulling away just enough to look at your beautiful face again, your eyes so full of desire and affection for him. “and i you. please-” he breathes, eyes narrowing and his hips moving again, slowly. “…let me take care of you.” both of your breaths hitch when his cockhead finally presses against your hole and stretches you open.

“nnhh~fuck, zhongli…so good~” you keen, your mouth falling open at the feeling of the soft pop of your pussy as it surrenders to his meaty tip pushing past it, deeper into your wet heat.

“ahh~” he gasps deeply, “y-you…” his head falls to your neck as he works himself in and out, a little deeper each time, “you feel -mmff- perfect~” your warm, soft walls welcome him, yield to him, sucking him in hard as you moan for him.

zhongli's cock is slick and glistening with your need. his hands hold your hips in place as he plunges into you harder, his fingertips dimpling your plush skin. your nose is buried in his hair, breathing in his masculine scent and his deep grunts as he flicks his tongue over your nipple while his naked hips clap against your ass. he rises, yanking your ass to the edge of the desk and holds you there with his hands over your thighs as he drives his length - hard and thick and wet - into your heat. your lover maintains eye contact with you as he puts your ankles on his shoulders, his hands around your hips to hold you in place when he begins thrusting harder.

fueled by your cries of pleasure, zhongli fucks you right. he takes care of you just like he said he would. you can feel the pressure of your everyday obligations lifting from your shoulders with every groan that falls from his lips, every slap of wet skin that fills the walls of your office, every whimper of his name and every growl of yours as he makes you forget that you ever needed to be in charge of anything. zhongli is in control now, pressing his lips to the inside of your ankle while those burning amber eyes stay trained on you. 

you trust him, beyond pleased to finally see this side of him. you had always suspected there was a latent dominant in him, but for him to finally take charge like this - of the situation, of you, of your body - you give it all over to him freely. and you’re rewarded deeply. so relaxed your tits are bouncing, your eyes fluttering and crossing as you feel another orgasm building deep within your core.

zhongli leans forward, holding your legs fast against his chest with one arm while anchoring himself with the other. the pad of his thumb is rubbing your clit, his lips are parted, eyes hooded, his moans mixing with yours as he fucks you so thoroughly and you cry out, “ohh…hnn…ZHONGLI~”, thighs trembling, cumming so hard you spray a little against his taut, sweaty belly, still flexing as he fucks you through your orgasm. 

“oh fuck, so beautiful…” he pants, eyes drawn to the space where your bodies meet, beads of your spend trickling down his abs. your cream coats the base of his cock, glistening in his dark brown patch of hair. he quickly lowers your legs, letting you wrap them around his waist, needing to feel him close as he ruts out the last of himself into you. 

you’re still mindlessly whispering his name against his cheek as his grunts turn into quiet whimpers and his moans become gasps. “nnfuck…get ready to take my cum, little one.” 

you’re fucked out beyond bliss but you manage to breathe out a “yesss…please give me your cum, mister zhongli. need you to fill me up with your hot seed…please, please, please~”

your words send him over the edge, hips plunging hard against you before stilling as his cock throbs inside you to spill the hot, sticky contents of his balls into your readied, welcoming cervix. his thrusts slow and jerk as he fills you completely. 

“want you to take all of me,” he confesses against your cheek, eyes closed and brow furrowed. his hips jerk against you, the last of his sperm spilling from his slit. “want you to have it all. you deserve it.” 

— BONUS ENDING (because i'm a dork and i love zhongli’s quirky sense of humor):

when he’s ready, zhongli pulls his wet, softening cock out and watches with deep satisfaction as his semen leaks from your still-clenching hole to form a thick, creamy puddle on your officially disheveled documents. he laughs under his breath. “looks like this one has my signature now as well.”

zhongli m.list

— please consider reblogging if you're 18+ and enjoyed this. i worked really hard on it. <3

[vivakitkt]

Genshin men when you are pregnant

Characters: Xiao, Wanderer, Diluc, Childe

Warnings: Grammar mistakes, not proofread, cringy(?) fem-implied reader!

A/n: Hello everyone! I don’t think I will be writing anything like a whole story for a character for a while because I’m feeling a little bit of writer block so I decided I’m probably going to continue to write short little stories like this! With that being said

Please enjoy! <3

Xiao

Was in denial the first time you told him that you were pregnant. But ever since you got your ultrasound and saw his child, he fell in love. Very good at taking care of your pregnancy cravings and your aching muscles. When you go out to buy baby clothes, he buys anything that you want. When you reach the shoe section, he stands in shock as he see the tiny shoes that his own child would be wearing one day and breaks down a little. He’s always there when you need him and is even more weary of your safety now that you have to carry a whole entire other human in your stomach. Whenever you start to feel sick in the morning, he immediately wakes up not that he was sleeping in the first place and goes over to help you. Enjoys putting his ear in front of your stomach and listening to his baby’s kicks! When your water breaks, he’s already panicking and making sure that you have every that you need for the hospital. Cannot stand waiting outside and hearing your screams inside of the room. When you finally finish giving birth, his eyes instantly melt at the sight of your newborn and gives you a quick peak on your forehead thanking you.

Wanderer

If you told any one of his many different identities in the past that he would have a child with the love of his life one day, he wouldn’t believe you. When you revealed that you were pregnant to him, he froze and scared you half to death thinking that he wasn’t happy. He was in fact beyond happy. Happy, scared, excited, concerned, and many other feelings. Could he even be a good father? He was scared. Scared that he would hurt his child in the same way that he was previously hurt. But you reassured him many multiple time over and over that he would be a great father. Throughout your pregnancy, wanderer would surprisingly be really good at taking care of you. When you suddenly wanted to eat dango in the middle of the night, he still went outside to go and buy it for you, even through his look of annoyance. As great as he was taking care of your during your pregnancy, one thing he could not get understand was your random mood changes and emotional state. While watching the news you would randomly start crying in the middle of the weather forecast, saying that upcoming rain in the forecast made you emotional. Through your emotional being, you were also more sensitive than usual. When he wouldn’t eat because he gave most of his food to you, you would start yelling at him to eat and wouldn’t stop til he did so. When you went into labor, he was restless. Pacing back and forth in front of the room like a maniac. When the doctor finally called him in, he felt like he could breathe again. As soon as he saw your tired body holding a little tiny human, he cracked. He walked over to your body and let out a couple of tears he was sobbing.

Diluc

The day he found out that your were pregnant, he was ecstatic. Almost to the point where he had tears filling the brim of his crimson eyes as he embraced you tightly thanking you continuously. Since then your house has been filled with baby clothes, furniture, locks, a whole entire nursery was already built, and even a green house for you to relax in. Your rich husband knows no expense when he is shopping for you and for his unborn one in your stomach. Oh you’re hungry? He’ll buy you an entire gourmet meal. Oh are you tired my dear? He has your favorite blanket, stuffed animals, and snacks all prepared for you. Are you cold? No worries he can just warm you up using his body heat. You just need to stay in his arms! He is the perfect man during your pregnancy. When he isn’t there with you, he makes sure to tell Adelinde to take extra care of you. When you are in labor, if you told someone that he was the held house hold of the Ragnvindr clan and owner of the Dawn Winery, they probably wouldn’t believe you. He is absolutely in shambles hearing your strained screams and people also yelling. Then the world goes quiet as he hears a small little squeal finally coming from the room. He immediately rushes in when the doctor tells him to come and sees you holding your child in your arms. He approaches you and kneels down to see your child more clearly as he uses his big arms to embrace you and your child together.

Childe

As soon as you barely utter the words pregnant to him, he stands in shock for a split second and then immediately picks you up to spin you around. He has a big family and always wanted a family of his own with the one he loves. So when you got pregnant, he was more than grateful to you. Couldn’t wait to tell his family that you were pregnant. He had a really hard time holding in the secrecy of your pregnancy. Every time you both went outside or shopping for baby clothes, he felt the need to include “Oh by the way my beautiful amazing wife is pregnant?” Or “Yea did you know my absolutely gorgeous wife is pregnant with my child?” He needed everyone to know that he was having a child with you. When you are pregnant, he spoils you rotten. Like I mean gifts every single day. You would probably need a whole closet or room to put all of the stuff he gifts you for your baby. Anything baby related, he would have it. Takes extra care of you when you are pregnant. Doesn’t let you touch a single grocery bag, laundry basket, or trash bag, this man will take care of everything for you. When your friend texts him that your water broke, he panics and immediately drops everything to run to you. When he arrives to the hospital, he is all sweaty and out of breath from running so fast. Everything was worth it though because he was there in time for his child’s birth. Instantly goes to hug you and then look at his child with a few tears in his eyes.

[catscidr]

I heard you need brainrot?

Mine is that Pantalone loses his glasses. He has them on a chain but still loses them like crazy. Therefore his partner just kisses him on the nose and puts them back on his face.

Dottore bites you like a shark. Y'know, the thing they do where they bite their partner? That thingy. Also acts like a dog to get attention. Once he wants attention, you better give it to him or he will scoop you up and whisk you away to his office to do whatever he wishes with you.

YESSS WAHH pantalone spends so much money getting replacement glasses only for you to find them again a couple of days later (good thing he can buy as many as he want without making a dent in his bank account, otherwise he would be broke already. glasses aren't cheap !!)

one time he lost a pair right after buying new ones and you scolded him, saying that he had to be doing it on purpose because.... how? but after seeing the way his face contorted in genuine distress you relented, giving him extra kisses to make up for the false accusation (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

i also like to think that he subtly asks for your input when getting a new pair done!! he can't decide what kind of gemstone he wants engraved in the chain that keeps his glasses on his face? pantalone'll randomly ask you to choose between three colors and will get the matching gemstone without a second thought. the ones you helped him choose always end up being the pairs that take him the longest to lose <3

oh and clingy dottore my beloved..... it's to the point where you swear you can see a tail swishing back n forth behind him when he's in one of those moods. at this point you might as well get him a collar (but you're sure that the weirdo is going to end up liking it anyways /affectionate)

it's a good thing you live in snezhnaya with him because you can get away with wearing thick clothing that reveal only a sliver of skin. turtlenecks and dense pants make up about 80% of your wardrobe; if they didn't, you'd be rocking bite marks on your neck, hands and even legs somehow, out in the open.

but it's not like you completely hate it when he bites you, it's endearing when it isn't painful. sometimes you'll ignore him on purpose just for the attention. uno reverse card. you even bite him occasionally; the first time you did you were blessed with the sight of a befuddled, completely dumbfounded dottore. you bring it up to tease him sometimes ( ｡•̀ ᵕ •́｡ )૭ mwehehe

[seaadc]

THE ARCHER LYRICS WITH GENSHIN MEN

ayato, xiao, wanderer !!

implied angst, f!reader?, slight fluff if you squint, skipped some lyrics (lmk if i missed any warnings)

ayato + “i never grew up, it's getting so old”

wc: 526

Ayato had always been different from his peers. While the other inazuman children grew up, played historical games, and dreamed about their futures, he remained stuck in his own world. His father wanting him to be the lead, he was too busy with his own practice and “training” that he never quite fit in, and it showed in the way he carried himself.

There was a weight in his eyes that spoke of a deep sadness, a longing that he couldn't quite put into words.

It wasn't until he met you that he began to see a glimmer of hope. You were different too, in a way. You saw the world through a different lens, one that he found intriguing. You made him feel alive in a way he hadn't felt in years.

But as time passed, Ayato began to realize that he was holding onto something that he couldn't quite grasp. He wanted to be with you, to hold your hand and never let go. But he couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't good enough. That he was still that same lost boy he had been all his life.

The boy that knew nothing but just work, wanting to be the lead of the Yashiro Commission, wanting to impress his little sister, wanting to see far heights. The boy that thought being apart of the Yashiro Commission was his future.

But, maybe it wasn’t that. Maybe it was… you.

One night, as you sat together in the moonlight, Ayato took your hand and looked into your eyes. "I never grew up," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's getting so old."

You looked at him, confused. "What do you mean?"

Ayato hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I mean...I feel like I'm still that same boy I was when I was twelve. I never quite grew up. And now...I don't know what to do. I don't know how to be with you when I can't even be with myself."

You took his hand and squeezed it, Ayato feeling the warmth spread through his palm.

"Ayato, you don't have to have everything figured out. You don't have to be someone you're not. Just be yourself, and I'll be here for you."

Ayato looked at you, his eyes watering and threatening to spill. "I want to be here for you too. But...I don't know how. I feel like I'm drowning in my own thoughts."

You leaned in and kissed him, soft and gentle. "Let me help you," you said.

"Let me be your anchor in this stormy sea."

Ayato closed his eyes and let himself be swept away by your love. For the first time in a long time, he felt hope. Hope that he could grow up, that he could be the man you needed him to be.

As you held each other close, Ayato whispered in your ear. "I never grew up, but I want to. For you."

You smiled and kissed him again. "I'll help you every step of the way."

Ayato may have never quite grown up, but with you by his side, he knew that he could face anything.

xiao + “help me hold onto you”

wc: 483

Xiao had always been a solitary figure, preferring the quiet of the mountains to the hustle and bustle of the city. But there was someone who had captured his heart, someone who made him want to break free from his solitude and hold onto them tightly.

It was you.

You had come into his life like a ray of sunshine, brightening up the darkest corners of his soul. You had a way of making him laugh, of making him feel alive. And now, as you stood before him, tears streaming down your face, Xiao knew that he had to help you hold onto the one thing that mattered most: hope.

"Please, Xiao," you begged, your voice barely above a whisper. "Help me hold onto you. Don't let me go."

Xiao's heart ached as he saw the pain etched on your face. He knew that you were going through a difficult time, that the weight of the world was crushing you. But he also knew that he couldn't let you give up.

He also knew, deep down, even if he truly loved you, he wouldn’t have the strength to let you go.

You were leaving him, going to a far nation… away from him.

It was heartbreaking, Xiao felt as if his world had started to crumble. He felt as if everything had started to shatter. More likely, his heart.

So, help him hold onto you, will you?

"I won't let you go," Xiao promised, his voice low and steady. "But you have to hold onto hope. You have to believe that things will get better."

You looked at him, your eyes filled with doubt. "How can I do that? Everything seems so hopeless right now."

“We’re separating, Xiao!”

Xiao took your hand, feeling the warmth of your skin against his. "Because you're not alone. You have me, and I'll be here for you no matter what. We'll face this together, and we'll come out stronger on the other side."

You nodded, your eyes meeting his. "I’m sorry.."

He hugged you tight, burying his face in your shoulder as he rested in your warmth, solace found in your touch.

Xiao smiled, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. "You'll never have to find out. I'm here for you, now and always."

You knew that life would throw its share of challenges at the both of you, but you also knew that as long as you had each other, you both could make it.

You always had been.

"Help me hold onto you," Xiao whispered, so quiet that only you were allowed to hear.

Allowed to hear his vulnerable side, his weak state, his submissive one, and his pleading one. He wishes he could’ve been better. Maybe if he did, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.

Xiao knew that he would do everything in his power to make sure that you never let go.

wanderer + “who could ever leave me, darling? but who could stay?”

wc: 911 (lmao)

Wanderer was known in Sumeru for his great tactics, but more likely because of his sharp tongue. A lot of children like him, adore him.

He’s pretty well known, but he knows that [Name] knows him more than anyone in the world of Teyvat.

He’s met a lot of people, got to know a lot, greeted many, but no one could compare to [Name].

Though, if he became his real self towards you, would you leave him or stay? Would you still compliment him, would you still cherish him, and most importantly,

would you still love him as before?

Wanderer knows that you love him, it’s obvious. With the way he teases you, flirts with you, your reactions say otherwise no matter how you deny it.

He thinks you won’t leave him, you call him such treasure. Gold that can’t be left behind.

But he thinks that maybe he’s the gold that can be sold instead.

The type of gold to keep and cherish for some time, to always keep buried in your heart, but there are some gold, who are loved and cherished, but always replaced.

You won’t replace him. Wanderer was too great to replace, was he not? You would never.

But the question was— would you stay?

And he’s too scared, and in fear to admit such a thing. He can’t just visit your abode and randomly ask what you feel about him, or if your ever going to leave him, or if your gonna think he’s still worth loving in every situation, or if—

His mind is just all if’s. Wanderer thinks that maybe you would stay, but maybe you wouldn’t.

So, when you two were out hiding in a random forest in Sumeru, He took a deep breath and prepared himself.

“Why are you getting all worked up for?” You asked, chuckling a bit as Wanderer scoffs.

He lets out a breathy sigh, and rests his back on a tree. “Hey,”

“Are you okay—“ “Will you stay?”

Your confused. Literally. No person can just randomly ask that. He’s weird, you think. Weird enough that made you fall inlove with him.

“..What?” You mutter under your breath, your heart beat increasing as Wanderer lowered his hat down, not wanting to see your face, more so he doesn’t want you to see the sad look on his face. He’s afraid you’ll call him cute or whatever.

“I mean.. would you stay? I know I’m a person not so leave-able, since I’m you know, great and all but-“ Wanderer rambles, which was unlike of him. Maybe he does want to show his ‘real’ self towards you after all.

The self he’s wanted to show you, but he’s the example of fear and bravery.

Yeah, he’s cocky, rude, sharp tongued, mean, awful, but there’s always a side where some people can show unexpectedly. They don’t even realize they show such a side.

He scoffs, putting his palm on top of his forehead. His face was not seen, only his hat. But you could see that look on his face, despite only hearing his pained voice. “Who could ever leave me, [Name]?”

“But who could stay…?” He whispered, his voice cracking.

Wanderer’s breath hitched, unexpectedly being honest. Maybe love can do such weird things to a person. He doesn’t want to believe, but there’s this side of him that just tells him to trust you. To show you a side that even he, himself, hasn’t even seen before.

“Why are you pushing me away, Wanderer?” You spoke with such a gentle tone to your voice, that made Wanderer shiver. He held his head high, looking back at you.

He sighs, not wanting to say what he’s about to say, but maybe he’ll regret it if he doesn’t. “I’m just… scared.”

“Scared of losing someone precious like you.”

Maybe it’s the past, the haunting trauma, the melody of his regret repeating all over on his head, maybe it’s that. The reason why he can’t reconnect to people like he used to. Maybe it’s because he turned his heart into stone because of how many people had deceived him.

You weren’t like them. You weren’t like any of the people he had met. You were better.

You were nothing like those people who tried to take advantage of him because of his state, who tried to mock him for being so vulnerable right now, but you didn’t. You hugged him tight, loving him fully.

It was as if you’ve crossed the boundaries in his life that needed a little push to be crossed. Maybe that’s why. All his head is thinking of are just “maybe’s” and “if’s���.

“I’m not going anywhere.” You whispered, smiling softly as his eyes widened a bit, then narrowing as he pouted, blush coating his cheeks as you laughed wholeheartedly.

“I love you, Wanderer.”

“I love you too, my idiot.”

You weren’t leaving, he was sure of that. But love taught him things that he didn’t know.

Love was not about staying, but leaving. It was about taking a chance, about following your heart, and about learning to let go.

Wanderer realized that he had to let go of the past and embrace the future. He had to learn to love and let go, to cherish the moments that he had and to let go of the ones that had passed.

Even if you pass, he’s sure.

He’s sure that he would always cherish you, forever, and a lifetime.

made by @seaadc and @seaadc only!

(there’s a favorite if u jus squint LOLL)

[rene-darling]

WOULD- he send n00ds? And how?

...would these modern college AU genshin men send n00ds to you?...

...Xiao...wanderer...lyney...

Xiao

No.

Absolutely- not.

The very idea is preposterous and disgusting. And after all, he's heard wayyy too many stories of a person's nudes getting leaked, and he does not want his stuff all out there.

He trusts you, yes. But especially at the beginning of your relationship, there's not enough trust for him to do that.

Xiao doesn't usually go to frat parties, but his friend is the one throwing this one so he felt obliged to go. What could go wrong?

Xiao doesn't drink, nor does he party, but after chugging drink after drink and being sat in a circle playing truth or dare, his tipsy mind is feeling rather- ballsy.

So it goes as follows, he picks dare and gets dared into sending nudes to the last person he's messaged, Xiao's great at keeping secrets so no one knows that you're dating, truth be told- even in his drunken state if the last number he texted had been anyone else, he wouldn't have done it.

But it's you. So his drunken mind agrees. He takes a rather risky photo, some alcohol is dripping from his mouth, sweat runs down his forehead, his back is arched and he gives such a sultry look. Then, he presses sent. The rest of his night is spent partying and drinking more, so his memory of doing this fades into bliss- that is, until the next morning.

Accompanying his painful headache is a certain memory, that makes him physically gag in remembrance, he rushes to check his phone, hoping- praying that you didn't see it- he thinks he's gonna faint from embarrassment when he sees the little *seen* at the bottom of the text.

Fuck. You saw it. You didn't even respond- he shoves his head into the pillow screaming externally and internally- you fucking saw it! And-...you didn't even respond..does that mean you don't like it..? Wait. That's the least of his worries!!!

He's happy about the fact that he doesn't have to see you in his first few classes. But then, it's time for a class that you both have together.

He has half the mind just to skip, but eventually, he has to face you, better be it now than later right?

Whatever, it'll be fine, he'll just explain to you- that he didn't mean it, he was drunk n at a party he wasn't thinkin-

Suddenly Xiao hisses as he's pulled into the janitors closet on his way to class, he swiftly turns his head to glare at the person who did this- it's you.

"So, Xiao, about the pictures you sent. I called you at least 10 times after those, but..you didn't answer." He opens and closes his mouth like a fish, his whole plan goes out the window as he just meekly stares up at you. This wasn't what he expected, but it wasn't something he disliked-..perhaps...he should send some to you even when he has clarity of mind?

Wanderer

Far too skeptical to entertain such a thought.

If you mention it first he'll just scoff at you and give you a dirty glare "Do I look like one of your whores?" "But baby- you're my only whore not one of them-" expect to get a glare from him the whole lecture, in and out of the class. His stare is practically sending you a death threat

Later, if he catches himself thinking about what you asked of him he cringes at himself and the thought.

He's not one to trust people easily, he's been stabbed in the back, and betrayed far too much to be vulnerable enough and to trust you enough to send nudes.

His head runs wild, what if you didn't like what you saw? What if you decided he was so ugly you needed to share those photos with those around you? What if, what if what if.

It's only later on, deep into your relationship that the thought of sending pics crosses his mind once more.

He's tapping his foot harshly against the ground. He's sitting at his seat as students pour into the lecture hall, his eyes scan the room as he sees you walk in and wave at him, just like always. You sit next to him, but he just can't maintain eye contact.

He has his phone in his right hand, staring at the screen intently as the sound of the classroom processes as background noise for him. Should he? What if you don't like it? What if you just meant it as a joke and you'll actually get disgusted once you gaze upon the photos..?

He sighs resting his head on his desk in contemplation. 'I mean...I took some measures just in case, I'm sending it on snap so she can't save or look at it again..fuck-..it should be fine..right..?' his thoughts are jumbled but ultimately he- "fuck it." And he presses sent.

Now it's just a matter of waiting for you to check your phone, it's like the clock is ticking extra slowly and you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You heard the ding so check the goddamn phone already- and then you picked up your phone, once you noticed it was your boyfriend who texted you, you glanced at him, a confused expression, he's sitting right next to you- so why would he- oh.

Almost immediately you duck your phone down under your desk, you don't want to share this sight with any eyes that aren't yours.

"..why now? Fuck- you look pretty..?" Your mumbling- he has you mumbling. That's a good thing right?

And- and you complimented him- that means you liked it right?

He's such a brat, sending you a photo of his back arched, his tongue sticking out as he was wearing a short skirt with thigh highs, you could catch a glimpse under it from the picture- in which you could tell he wasn't wearing anything.

Your boyfriend who loved baggy clothes and dark styles was wearing a pink flirry skirt!

Heats pooling in your pants as you glare at him,

He had a smug look on his face- looking oh so proud. Anyways- he thought you would wait and fuck him after class. But once he felt your hand creeping up his thigh his eyes widened in shock as he realized you had no plans to wait until after the lecture.

lyney

Agrees.

Well- he's definitely startled at your request, out of all things...this is what you desire most?

"mon amour- out of all things I- gulp didn't expect you to ask for n-...indecent photos." He's startled to say the least,

But he's not completely against the idea of it.

Your darling lyney is a magician, quick on his feet, he quite quickly puts that flustered face away to replace it for a rather cheeky one.

"Mon amour, I knew you missed me whenever I was busy practicing for my shows but to this extent! my-"

"forget it." His smug attitude is a turn off. At times.

Letting go of the idea you didn't really think he would go through with it anytime soon.

You don't expect anything unusual to happen today, like always you kiss lyney good luck for his show before heading to the audience to watch him perform from there.

Lyney's cheeky grin is noticed by you, but you just assume he's giddy for his show, heading into the audience to wait for your boyfriend,

you hear a ding. And as you open the message you drop your phone to the ground. It's a simple picture, it's of lyney, he sends you pictures of himself on the daily so what was so shocking about this one?

Well- for starters he's naked. Tied up with intricate red ropes, they look tight, especially around his thighs- wait. You recognize those ropes, they're the same ones he's gonna use for his performance today!-

And he does. Flaunting around those ropes in his performance, the same ones from the damn photos.

Lyney walks into his dressing room as usual- that is before he's pinned to the wall by none other than you.

"oh? Are you that excited to congratulate me on today's performance?" As your hand tightens around his wrist he starts to feel even more giddy

"what the fuck was that? " "Hm? Did you mind? It was a present." He's so smug.

"no- the ropes. You used the same ones from the performance didn't you- you cheeky fuck-"

"the ropes are over there, if you plan on doing something you should hurry, I have a fan meet n greet soon~" "oh I'll hurry alright."

You didn't hurry, for some reason unknown to his fans, the magician was unable to attend the meet n greet.

[mikwaa]

Waking up Together

Featuring: Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Childe

Warnings: Sfw, a little suggestive.

Part 2

A/n: I had these headcanons written here so I decided to post them, hope you like it<3

You had fallen into a deep sleep with your boyfriend, Diluc, he had invited you to his house for dinner last night, and you ended up sleeping at his house. That's because you were very tired from doing so many commissions, and today would be your day off. The day had started with rain pouring outside, it had been a rainy night, and apparently so would the day. But you woke up as soon as you felt Diluc get out of bed, this time he would go about his daily business. "Are you going already?" You say weakly and sleepily. "Yes, I have some things to do." He stretches and looks at you with a smile, and gently rubs your face. "Can you stay?" You ask slyly, with pleading eyes, everything was so cozy that you just wanted to cuddle with him during that rainy morning. With a giggle he replies, "How can I say no?" In a matter of seconds he was back in bed, curled up in the sheets together with you.His business dealings could wait. "What more do you want? Cuddles, kisses?" He was saying such sweet things to you, you couldn't help it, the blush already visible on your cheeks. You snuggled into his chest, and he tightened his arms around you. He emanated so much warmth that you forgot it was cold that day. And as soon as he realized that you were comfortable and safe in his arms, he kissed your head and whispered, "Sleep and relax, I'll be here for you, baby." And with those lovely words you just closed your eyes and slept peacefully, just as Diluc fell asleep angelically by your side.

"You promised." Childe protests, the reason he wouldn't let you out of bed was precisely because you had promised to stay with him that day. "I can't with you, you can't stay away from me even for a moment?" You mumble, just kidding, he was always clingy like that, after all, your time together was short. "You're the one who promised, now you have to keep your promise." Now he increased the strength of his grip on you, making it impossible for you to move even an inch. "Okay, okay, I'll stay here with you." You say smiling and defeated, not as if you could compete with him. Snuggling into you, he kisses your neck, giving you a light hickey, and just feeling his warm breath on your neck gives you goosebumps. "You're going to stay with me today, aren't you?" He whispers softly to you, just to confirm. "I don't know, maybe." You even try to keep a serious tone, but all you wanted to do was tease him. Your promise was just to stay in bed with him a little longer, but you wouldn't deny staying the rest of the day fooling around with him. He always wanted a little time with you, whenever he could he would arrange even just five minutes to spend with you. And now that he had the opportunity to spend the day with you, he wouldn't miss it for anything. He teases you back by standing over you and pinning your arms above your head. "Tell me how you're going to get out of here now." "Ajax, you never play fair." You whine, it was a dirty trick to catch you off guard like that. He laughed in an arrogant way and then flashed that naughty smile of his, "You're the one playing dirty." Without giving you an answer, he kissed you, pressing his lips against yours in a thirsty way, immediately filling your mouth with his tongue. His free hand roamed your bare skin without any limitation, just caressing and hovering wherever he wanted. And from the way he was kissing you, apparently his plans to just cuddle with you in bed were gone, his plans were now much more ambitious.

It was still early that morning, but it was almost time for Kaeya to get ready for work. But still he wanted to stay in bed with you, just a little longer. "You'll be late, Jean won't like that one bit." You whisper to him, who frankly didn't care one bit. "Just this once." He whispers back, in the hoarse voice of a newly awakened person. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer. "This is the third time this week alone." You mumble to him as you nestle into his chest. "I know, but what can I do if it feels so good?" His fingers lazily stroked your hair, and you couldn't help yourself, how could you refuse this habit he always gave you? Every time you woke up together it was the same story, you always ended up sleeping a little longer. Even though you also had your commitments, you never refused to be in bed with him. "If we stay here like this, I'll end up sleeping again." You whined. He chuckled, "So you were just thinking about sleeping?" He said playfully, but the teasing tone was obvious. You smirked as you bit your lip, "What else was I supposed to think?" Another laugh, this time with eyes blazing to answer you, but no, he wouldn't answer with words. His answer would be to lift your chin and kiss you, just like that. He smashed his lips against yours, his warm, soft lips that made you want to kiss him for hours. His hand stroked your curves, squeezing here and there, while with the thumb of his other hand he caressed your cheeks. His hot breath beat against your face, just as you felt his heart racing, and you weren't much different. Skin to skin, the indecent touches which in turn showed how intimate you were. He just gave you a moment to catch your breath, not before looking at you with eyes sparkling with lust, "I hope some of your appointments can be postponed today." With sarcasm he says. A mischievous smile appears on your lips as you whisper to him, "My only commitment is here, with you." With that sentence of yours, he just made sure that you and him had other intentions for that morning.

Zhongli was the kind of man who would wake you up with a sweet good morning while kissing you on the forehead as tenderly as possible. Not only that, but he was very careful not to startle you by waking you up. "Did you have a good night's sleep, my darling?" That husky voice that sent shivers down your spine. "Yes, I just wish I could sleep a little longer." A low, weak mumble was all that came out of your mouth as you snuggled against his chest. "You have commissions for today, don't you?" Stroking your hair he asks. You nodded, saying yes. "I really wanted to stay here with you." You say with a pout on your face. He giggles and hugs you even tighter, "Just a few more minutes, I can't be late for work." As always Zhongli was exemplary, he was not late for work even one day. Much less was he absent. And if he was absent, you can be sure it would be for a good reason. "You could stay here with me." You lift your face and look at him, smiling. He caresses your face and then gives you a peck, "It's not appropriate to be late for work. I should always be on time." Archons, the way he was so correct was such a cute thing to see. "What if you're just a little bit late?" At that point a mischievous smile appeared on your lips. As expected, he understood perfectly what you were implying. "I suppose you have a very good reason for making me late." Without answering him directly, you kissed your way from his neck to his chest. His hand was caressing your back gently. "You are such a tease." Between a breathless laugh he murmurs. And with that answer you got on top of him, and he without waiting held your hips to keep you steady. "So that's why you wanted me to stay, my love?" Your heart raced every time he called you by those pet names, "Is it so bad that I want a little more time with you?" Even though it was a simple sentence, he had perfectly understood what you were implying. "Then I'll make the lateness worth it." He pulled you close and gently rubbed his nose against yours, while his hands squeezed your sides. And the way he looked at you so passionately, this morning session wouldn't be over anytime soon. Well, maybe today he wouldn't go to work, his focus would be on you.

[laurixs]

GENSHIN MEN at the beach

diluc, kaeya, zhongli, xiao, tartaglia, thoma, itto

❕: masterlist

❗️: hickeys, scars (diluc’s part), kissing (kaeya’s part), throwing you in the water, pda (thoma’s part) PURE FLUFF

diluc

you were actually suprised when diluc said he never been at the beach, after that your number one priority was to take him to the beach. he’s a bit anxious at first cause he has a lot of scars on his back so you lay him down on his stomach and start leaving love bites nd hickeys everywhere on his back. after, you realized that made the situation worse cause now there were hickeys everywhere. diluc ended up wearing a tanktop, in your eyes he was the most handsome person. especially in a tanktop which showed his amazing toned muscles

kaeya

when i tell you this man FORCED you to go to the beach with him only to get his perfect tan. he has a routine too! 15 minutes tanning front and 15 minutes back. then 20 minutes in the sea and he repeated the same routine over and over but you got bored so forced him to stay with you in the sea. you and kaeya are the cliché couple that kisses in the sea. you go far away from the little kids and you wrap your legs around his waist. his head stays on your neck sometimes leaving some pecks or kisses but nothing much. after some time he throws you over the sea and gets out to continue his tanning routine

zhongli

zhongli is the typical person to get a chair and a book and stay at the shore. he loves seeing little kids playing around while he reads his book in peace but when he sees you, alone in the sea swimming by yourself, he leaves the book in the chair and joins you. you hop on his back holding his shoulders while you two swim away from the coast caressing his head and hair here and there. he’s really a good swimmer! when he’s helping you apply sunscream, he is most likely to give you a massage by doing it. he’s really gentle with you and your body. he makes sure you’re comfortable and then hops on his chair to continue his book.

xiao

xiao was very indifferent about going to the beach. he prepared everything, sunscream. especially sunscream. “come on xiao. please come with mee” you begged him. you wanted him to come with you in the sea but he keeps saying no, laying down on the soft sand with some sunglasses to protect his eyes. when you came back from a long swim he was literally burning. his skin was red. really really red. when you got closer you noticed he was sleeping. you touched him slightly and he left out a groan “ouch. that hurt” he said while he got up “am i sunburnt?” “yes. very much”

childe

he chooses always the most expensive beaches where you have to pay for everything and never stays around you. he pays for the beach umbrella, the sunbathe bed, ice cream, your martini, etc.. but he always stays at the stupid bar of the beach. you had to beg him by going at him and looking at him: he already knew what you wanted so he said bye to his friends at the bar and went with you at the beach. when you got out from the bathroom you realized he went to the sea without you! and man you wish you never went with him at the sea cause he didn’t leave you alone for a second. always throwing you somewhere, putting pressure on your shoulders so you could go down and “drown”..

thoma

literally helps everyone at the beach. and the other girls love staring at him. actually he’s becoming one of the hottest boys in inazuma. everybody loves him, even the old women. that’s too bad, cause he loves you. some women even flirt with him at the beach but he refuses saying he’s non interested. “is my baby okay?” literally says it million times a day. when a girl is looking a bit too much you sit on his lap and start kissing his cheeks. he loves pda. he loved when you’re clingy in public touching and kissing him everywhere. but he stops you midway: “do you want some sunscream dear? we don’t want to get a sunburn do we?”

itto

is literally a baby. literally. will run superfast when going to the sea cause the sand is burning while you’re hopping from an umbrella shadow to another yelling at him to wait for you but the oni is already at the coast. itto is the typical guy to literally start swimming after 2 seconds. he stays at the coast for a bit so his feet get familiar with the sea temperature and he jumps. literally jumps while you have to take things slower cause the water is too cold at first. he splashes you while you take things slowly telling you to dive into the water because it isn’t that cold. he gets inpatient and takes you by your waist and throws you deep. you grip his biceps and laugh almost want to throw a slap at him for doing that but you just kiss him.

[iomoru]

hiii! been a fan of your works for quite a bit now but a little hesitant to request.. anyway, if you're doing reqs then may i please request an asexual (like, wants physical and emotional intimacy but not sexual) reader and kazuha, kinich, scara+ whoever you like? just like, how would they respond/would they be comfortable w that?

Gentle Bonds

A/n: Ofc anon! You can send reqs to me anytime as long as I still keep it open, I tried doing my best so I hope you like it!

Genre: Canon Verse, Fluff, Some of the chars might be a little ooc, Gn! Reader, Asexual Reader, Char! x Reader, Second Person, Proofread

Chars: Kazuha, Kinich, Wanderer (Scara), Ajax (Childe), Diluc, Kaeya

Summary: Intimacy comes in many forms, and when you share your feelings about being asexual, your partners respond with warmth and understanding. Through tender moments, they prove that love is about more than physical closeness─ it's about the bond between two hearts that truly understand each other.

Kazuha:

The evening breeze gently rustled the maple leaves as you and Kazuha sat under the tree, your head resting on his shoulder. His fingers absentmindedly combed through your hair, and he smiled at you with that serene look that always made your heart flutter.

“I love these moments,” you said softly, “Just being close to you like this.” You hesitated before continuing, “But I want you to know that I'm not interested in anything more than this—physically, I mean.”

Kazuha's smile didn't falter instead, it seemed to grow even warmer. “The beauty of a moment lies not in its intensity but in its sincerity,” he said, his voice like a calming breeze. “Your presence, your touch—these are enough for me. I treasure the way we share our thoughts and feelings. There's no need for anything more if this is what makes you comfortable.”

He gave your hand a gentle squeeze, grounding you in his unwavering acceptance.

Kinich:

Kinich’s eyes lit up as he spotted you in the garden, a bouquet of freshly picked wildflowers in his hands. He walked over, his expression as warm as the desert sun. Sitting down beside you, he placed the flowers in your lap and wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

You sighed contentedly, leaning into his touch. “I love being close to you, like this,” you murmured. “I don’t need anything more than this kind of intimacy.”

He looked at you, his expression softening with understanding. “Being close to you means more than words can say,” Kinich replied, his voice as gentle as a whispering breeze through the trees. “If holding you, sharing these moments, and making you feel loved is what makes you happiest, then that's all I need. You're enough for me, just as you are.”

He pressed a light kiss to your forehead, as if sealing his words with his affection.

Wanderer (Scara):

The two of you sat on a rooftop, the night sky above and the bustling city below. Wanderer was unusually quiet, his hand intertwined with yours as he watched the stars. He was different when it was just the two of you—softer, less guarded.

“I don’t need anything more than this,” you said quietly, breaking the silence. “I just want to be close to you without crossing those lines.”

He turned to look at you, his gaze intense but softened by something unspoken. “You think I care about that?” he scoffed, though his tone lacked its usual bite. “I'm not exactly good with feelings, but I understand boundaries. If all you want is this—just holding hands, leaning on each other—that's fine by me.”

He squeezed your hand a little tighter, as if to prove his words. “You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not,” he added, a small, genuine smile playing at his lips.

Ajax (Childe):

Ajax grinned as he pulled you into a hug, lifting you off your feet and spinning you around in his typical playful manner. You laughed, feeling the warmth of his embrace, and when he set you down, you kept your arms around him a moment longer.

“Ajax,” you said, looking up into his bright blue eyes, “I love how close we are. I just want you to know that I’m not comfortable with anything beyond this kind of affection.”

His grin softened into a tender smile, and he cupped your cheek with one hand. “You know, I never signed up for anything specific when I fell for you,” he said. “I just wanted to be by your side, to see you smile like that. If this is all you need, then it’s more than enough for me.”

He kissed your knuckles gently. “As long as I can make you happy, I’m right where I want to be.”

Diluc:

Diluc set down the book he was reading when you entered the room. You sat down beside him on the couch, curling up with your head resting against his shoulder. His arm instinctively wrapped around you, holding you close.

“I love moments like these,” you said softly, “Just being near you. I want you to know that I’m not comfortable with anything beyond this—just physical and emotional closeness, nothing more.”

He looked at you, his crimson eyes gentle and understanding. “Your comfort matters more to me than anything else,” he replied quietly. “I’m not with you for what you’re willing to give, I’m with you because of who you are. If holding you close and sharing these peaceful moments is what makes you happy, then that’s enough for me.”

He pressed a light kiss to your temple, his embrace warm and reassuring.

Kaeya:

Kaeya pulled you into a slow dance in the courtyard, his hand resting on the small of your back while the other held yours. The night was still, the stars twinkling above as you swayed to a melody only the two of you could hear.

“Kaeya,” you said gently, looking into his eyes, “I love how close we are, but I don’t want anything beyond this kind of connection—just being near you like this.”

Kaeya’s gaze softened, his playful smirk replaced by something far more genuine. “You think I’d trade this closeness for anything else?” he said, his voice low and sincere. “I enjoy being near you, feeling your heartbeat in sync with mine. If this is what makes you comfortable, then I wouldn’t dream of asking for more.”

He twirled you once before pulling you back into his arms, whispering, “You’re all I need, just like this.”

A/n: it's currently 11:20 pm rn and I feel so drained bc of everything (including school) sooo I lowkey used the same words for some of them :3

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