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lmvari · 4 months ago

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do you mind? (repost)

summary. sharing a table with a stranger at a crowded café, only to realize they’re far more interesting than you expected.

characters. xiao, scaramouche, heizou, venti, kazuha x gn!reader (separate)

tags. modern au, fluff, crack

warnings. kind of ooc xiao and kazuha, alcohol in venti's

XIAO

Internally panicking, but he welcomes you to the table with a small nod. He’s the reserved type—the kind to look anywhere but in your general direction just to avoid eye contact. Archons, how many times has he glanced out the window just to stare at that decorative plant? He even counted the leaves.

Social interaction isn’t his strong suit. And it certainly doesn’t help that you’re attractive.

If he had his way, he’d sit in silence, letting the passing seconds fill the space between you. But his own discomfort betrays him. Hands fidgeting under the table, fingers tracing the rim of his cup, gaze flickering to anything but you.

He feigns indifference, arms crossed, posture rigid.

But then—you speak. Because, for some reason, you find him interesting.

You introduce yourself first, then ask for his name.

His heart stumbles in his chest. He’s unsure if it’s from nerves or the sheer absurdity of the situation. Someone willingly trying to talk to him, despite his obvious attempts to fade into the background.

Though his palms are slightly damp from tension, he keeps his voice steady, his expression unreadable. Flat tone. Unwavering gaze. A carefully maintained air of disinterest.

You frown. A subtle shift, but he notices.

That’s a cue, isn’t it? A signal that you’ll leave him alone now. That’s what he wanted… right?

Then why does something in his chest sink when you simply nod, pressing your lips into a thin line, offering nothing more?

He exhales quietly. Curses himself. He just lost the chance to get to know you.

But this is the first time someone’s been able to catch his attention. So he thinks of a way to redeem himself.

"Oh. Okay." You say in response to his answer, forcing yourself to sound indifferent. But truthfully, you’re embarrassed.

You spent a whole ten minutes bouncing your leg, debating whether or not you should make the first move, only to be met with disappointment after finally mustering up the courage.

You bite your bottom lip and tap your fingers on the table, falling silent. Now, all you can do is wait for the servers to call your order so you can leave. You seriously don’t want to embarrass yourself further in front of this stranger.

“I, uh...”

A voice cuts through your thoughts.

You don’t assume right away that he’s talking to you, so you keep your gaze averted, pretending not to notice.

Then, a cough. Loud enough that you instinctively glance up in concern.

Your eyes widen slightly when you find him already looking at you.

“Yes?” You ask, taken aback that he was referring to you. There’s a flicker of curiosity in your expression, maybe even a bit of hope.

He hesitates. “…I'm sorry.” His voice is quieter this time, almost unsure. “I didn’t mean to come across as cold earlier.”

The shift in his tone is subtle, but you catch it. Gone is the detached, indifferent edge from before.

You smile, relieved. "No, no, don't worry about it! I get like that sometimes too."

He exhales lightly. Almost as if… reassured. After a beat, he offers a small, hesitant smile in return. It’s brief, but it’s there.

It suits him, you think.

It’s cute that he chose to apologize instead of just letting it be. Most people would’ve moved on, unwilling to make things more awkward. But he didn't.

And then—

"I'm not used to people." He pauses. “…Especially ones like you.”

A beat of silence.

You blink. Wait. What?

His own words seem to register a second too late.

You watch as his shoulders tense slightly, his fingers curling into a loose fist on his lap. The tips of his ears are… pink?

Oh.

Was that supposed to be a compliment? Was he flirting with you? No way. He doesn’t seem like the flirty type. He’s definitely more socially awkward than you. Maybe he didn’t mean it like that.

But before you can overthink it—

“…If it’s okay with you, may I have your number?”

SCARAMOUCHE / WANDERER

Glares at you menacingly. Like a cat trying to hiss someone away.

Him? Sharing a table? With some random nobody? Absolutely not. This table is his.

Without breaking eye contact, he places his bag on the chair in front of him. A silent warning. Don’t even think about it.

"It's occupied," he deadpans before returning to whatever he was doing.

You, unimpressed, grab his bag and dump it on the table. Then you plop down into the chair, arms crossed, staring him down as if to say: "Try and get me out of this seat, you brat."

His mouth parted slightly, just for a second, before snapping shut. Did you just—? The audacity.

A scoff escapes him as he leans back in his chair, arms crossed, his glare sharper than ever. His fingers drum against his bicep as he mutters under his breath—something that sounds suspiciously like, "At least you're not completely spineless." Not that he’d ever say it directly.

But since the café is packed and dragging you out by the collar would be frowned upon, he begrudgingly allows it.

For the most part, he ignores you. Or at least, he tries to. You pretend not to notice the irritated glances he throws your way every time you smile at your phone or stifle a laugh.

Then a server approaches.

She sets your drink down and takes a brief look at the two of you. No food orders yet. Her eyes brighten as she leans in slightly, all smiles.

"We actually have a 25% couple's discount for two strawberry shortcakes!"

Silence.

His stare darkens.

He looks at her like she just personally insulted his entire bloodline. If he had one in this universe, anyway. His lips part, undoubtedly to say something cruel enough to make her rethink her entire career.

But before he can, you slap a hand over his mouth.

"That sounds great! We’ll take it!" you chirp, grinning at the waitress as if your life doesn’t currently depend on keeping Scaramouche from verbally eviscerating an innocent employee.

The server’s eyes sparkle with delight as she scribbles down the order. She even hums.

He looks personally offended.

You heave a sigh as the server finally walks away. Just as you’re about to relax, you feel a vibration against your palm. The glaring stranger is trying to speak, his voice muffled against your hand.

Then, before you can react—

His tongue moves.

He licks your palm.

Slow. Wet. Deliberate.

"Gross!" You yank your hand away, scrubbing it furiously against his sleeve.

He swats you off instantly, recoiling like you just infected him with the plague. "Get your germs off of me!" he snaps.

"You're the one who just licked my hand!" you retort, scandalized.

His scowl deepens. His expression alone speaks volumes.

"The hell was that for? First, you hog my table—"

"I wasn’t hogging it, we needed to share!"

"—interrupting my peace with your presence—"

"I was minding my own business!"

"—and then you have the absolute audacity to make us out as some kind of couple?!"

"Shut up, they might hear you! We’ll lose the discount!" you hiss, glancing around in case the staff overheard. The people in the vicinity gave looks of concern at your direction.

He scoffs. "You have some nerve."

You roll your eyes. So dramatic. Acting like you just ruined his life.

"I had to grab the opportunity. It’s strawberry shortcake."

He clicks his tongue. "That’s your excuse?"

"It’s strawberry shortcake," you repeat as if that alone explains everything.

He huffs, crossing his arms. "Fine. Go eat your stupid cake."

"You don’t want some?"

"I hate cakes."

You blink. Who the hell hates cake?

"Why?"

His eyes narrow. "Why? Because I hate them. I hate sweets in general. Life isn’t sweet. Life is full of bitterness and sorrow. I don’t get how people manage to laugh in this world. It’s annoying."

…Wow. That escalated.

How did a conversation about shortcakes turn into a monologue about the inherent misery of existence?

"What the hell? Who hurt you?" you mutter.

"My mother."

You suck in a sharp breath.

The words are so blunt, so casually spoken, that it takes you a second to process. Your lips twitch. No. You shouldn’t laugh.

But the longer you stare at his deadpan face, the harder it is to hold back. A chuckle slips out. Then another.

Hey, this guy is kind of funny. He's growing on you.

He gives you a baffled look like you’re the crazy one for finding humor in his trauma dump.

His brows furrow, and for a brief second, his gaze lingers—not in irritation, but in something else. Something almost mesmerized. He mutters something too quiet to catch before looking away, resting his head on his palm.

You inhale deeply, composing yourself. "Fine. I'll eat both cakes, then. I'm the one paying anyway."

He doesn’t respond, just glares at nothing in particular.

Minutes later, the same cheerful server returns with a tray of two servings of strawberry shortcake. Just as you reach for your wallet—

A hand beats you to it.

The stranger slaps down his own cash before you can even open your bag.

The server’s grin widens. "Ah, paying for the date? How chivalrous!" she chimes, her voice far too amused, before skipping away.

You freeze. Wait.

Did he just let her think that?

Your gaze snaps to him, utterly bewildered. He doesn’t even deny it—just grabs one of the plates and starts stabbing the cake with his fork.

"I thought you said you don’t like sweets."

"That’s right," he mutters before taking a grumpy bite.

You narrow your eyes. "Then why—"

He chews, swallows, and then shrugs, avoiding your gaze.

"Would be a real waste of my money if I didn’t enjoy it with you."

HEIZOU

Has been watching you since you entered the café. Not in a creepy way, just subtle, observant, like he’s solving a case. And wow you are stunning. The way your eyes scan the room, looking for an open seat, tells him you’re about to approach him.

He makes his move first.

"Over here!" he waves, voice warm and inviting, like he's an old friend waiting for you. You hesitate, confused. Do you know this guy? But with no other seats available, you accept with a small, grateful smile.

Big mistake. Or maybe the best decision you’ve made today.

Because once you sit, he talks. And flirts. And teases. And somehow, he already knows things about you.

Will ask you all sorts of questions: What's your name? Your age? Your birthday? Your favorite color? Any pets? Exes?

Even taking guesses as to what your answers might be. and he got them all right, if not, then close. But every now and then, he throws in something completely unexpected:

"What's your ideal type? Is it me?"

"Aside from being pretty, what do you do for a living?"

"Have you ever committed a crime before? Because now you have." He says while clutching his chest.

You nearly choke on your drink. Heizou just grins, clearly enjoying himself.

"Alright, your turn. You can interrogate me now," he offers, eyes gleaming with amusement.

And so you do. Because he’s interesting. Charming. Smart. Too smart. And when he leans in slightly, studying your features like he’s committing them to memory, you feel yourself getting drawn in, too.

Heizou hums in thought. "You’ve got the kind of face that belongs in a painting," he muses. "I’d describe it more, but I’d rather see how flustered you get first."

You roll your eyes, trying (and failing) to suppress a smile.

He'd be the type to reach out and take small bites of your food while chatting. He does it so shamelessly that you're impressed, so you just let him.

This boy is so confident with himself, flirting so casually like it's second nature.

He wouldn't go as far as to touch you, of course. He knows his limits and will keep his hands to himself. But he acts so relaxed and friendly with you that you think maybe he's just playing you.

You’re not dumb. You know he’s interested in you.

It’s not like he’s being subtle about it, either. The lingering glances, the teasing smirks, the way his eyes light up whenever you react to his words. It’s obvious.

And sure, you feel the same way. But still.

Is this how he always approaches strangers? Does he flirt for fun, or does he actually mean to follow through? How many people have fallen for his tricks before?

A thoughtful hum breaks your train of thought. Heizou taps his chin lightly, then suddenly snaps his fingers. A habit you’ve noticed ever since you sat down.

"Your expression tells me you’re doubting my motives. Correct?"

You blink in surprise. Then chuckle softly, shaking your head. Damn, he’s good.

"That’s right. A point for you, detective."

He lets out a breathy laugh, eyes twinkling with amusement. "Funny you say that. Being a detective is my full-time job."

Your lips part slightly in surprise. He never mentioned that before. But now it all makes sense. The way he reads you like an open book, the way he asks questions so effortlessly, the way he makes it feel like you’re being studied and he’s enjoying every second of it.

"That’s quite… attractive." You admit, cheeks warming slightly.

Heizou leans back in his chair, arms crossed, looking far too pleased with himself. "You think so?" His grin widens, but there’s a new glint in his gaze now.

"Then allow me to clear up any lingering doubts, sweetheart." He tilts his head slightly, voice dropping just enough to make your stomach flip.

"I do plan on pursuing you."

Oh.

Your heart stumbles. You were not prepared for him to be that straightforward.

Heizou watches your reaction, clearly amused. Then, with a dramatic sigh, he shakes his head. "Only a true detective can crack the case of this heart theft, you know."

A teasing pause. Then, the final blow.

"And my prime suspect… is you."

VENTI

When you approach him, the faint yet unmistakable scent of alcohol lingers in the air. He’s drunk. In the middle of the day. At a café.

Wait. Do they even serve alcohol here?

His head rests lazily on his folded arms, eyelids heavy, lips slightly parted. If it weren’t for the gentle rise and fall of his shoulders, you’d think he was fast asleep. Beside him, a humble coffee cup sits suspiciously untouched. Your curiosity gets the better of you, and you lean in for a peek.

Yep. It’s alcohol.

How the hell did he sneak that in? More importantly, how has no one caught him yet? You glance around, half-expecting an employee to scold him, but they just pass him by like he’s invisible. Maybe he’s a regular here.

Deciding not to wake him, you quietly settle into the seat across from him, giving him space.

Then, without warning, he jolts awake.

"Oh! Hello, stranger!"

He’s suddenly wide awake. No sluggish blinking, no groggy confusion, just pure, unbothered energy. You flinch at the unexpected enthusiasm.

He doesn’t ask why you’re here. He doesn’t even bother to ask your name. Instead, he jumps straight into conversation as if you’re an old friend who’s been here all along.

And somehow, you go along with it.

With an animated grin, he launches into the most ridiculous stories you’ve ever heard.

"Earlier, I saw this red-haired guy absolutely demolish some blue-haired guy in a fight. It was spectacular! Ehe~!"

You blink. Excuse me?

That’s just one of the things he shares. He never runs out of things to say. Wild, chaotic, oddly fascinating things. Like?? Does he see stuff like that on a daily basis?

And despite nearly passing out five minutes ago, he speaks so effortlessly that you start questioning if he was even drunk to begin with.

Like Heizou, he will also steal some of the pastries you ordered, albeit in a more subtle manner. He thinks you don't notice this lol.

"You've got fine taste in sweets, stranger!" he hums, twirling a fork between his fingers. "Tell me, what's your opinion on wine?"

You blink at the sudden shift in topic but answer with an amused smile. "I don’t really know much about it. I just drink whatever I feel like."

Venti gasps dramatically, "Hah, I thought so! I cou—"

His sentence is abruptly cut off by a hiccup. You barely suppress a laugh as you slide a glass of water toward him.

"Whoops! My bad!" He lets out a bubbly giggle, taking the water with a flourish. After downing a few sips, he clears his throat with an exaggerated ahem.

"As I was saying—" He pauses for effect. "If you're interested in wine, I’d be delighted to educate you! I’d say I’m an expert.”

You tilt your head playfully. "I can tell."

His eyes twinkle with mischief. "But if you're not..."

He leans in slightly, voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper.

"I'm still very interested in having a drink with you sometime. You’re quite the gorgeous stranger, you know."

Before you can fully process the compliment, he winks. Smooth, confident, entirely shameless.

"So," he muses, resting his chin in his palm.

“What do you say about keeping in touch?"

KAZUHA

Kazuha is probably the most normal one out of the bunch. No glares, no drunken ramblings, no interrogation-like questioning. Just a warm, endearing smile as he gestures toward the empty seat across from him.

He even stands up, gently pulling your chair back for you. A small but thoughtful gesture. One that makes your heart skip just a little.

"Please, have a seat." His voice is soft, and smooth, like a passing breeze on a summer afternoon.

As you settle in, he strikes up a light conversation, asking about your day with genuine curiosity. He listens intently, nodding along, occasionally offering small comments that make you feel at ease.

And unlike a certain maroon-haired flirt or a wine-loving bard, instead of stealing your food, he offers you his. With a slight nudge, he pushes his plate toward you.

"Would you like to try some?" His expression is hopeful.

You shake your head, feeling too shy to accept. "Oh, no, it’s yours. I couldn’t."

He pouts. Actually pouts.

"Come on, just a bite. Humor me." He even throws in the puppy eyes.

And damn it, how could you refuse that face?

Reluctantly, you take a tiny piece with your fork, just enough to taste.

He notices. And he’s not having it.

Without a word, he cuts a larger piece, lifting it toward your lips with his own fork.

"Say aah," he coaxes, his smile both playful and teasing.

Your face burns hotter than the café’s espresso machine, but you comply, letting him feed you.

His expression softens, eyes twinkling with quiet satisfaction.

But just when you think it couldn't get worse—

He leans forward slightly, his gaze dropping to your lips.

Before you can react, he reaches out, thumb brushing lightly against the corner of your mouth.

Then, with a casual grace that should not be allowed, he brings his thumb to his lips, licking off the stray bit of cream.

And smiles.

Innocently.

As if he didn’t just send your soul straight into the abyss.

You stare at him, utterly flustered, while he simply sips his tea, acting as though he didn’t just casually destroy you in broad daylight.

"You're acting awfully sweet to a stranger," you point out, tilting your head at him.

Kazuha hums thoughtfully, swirling his tea. Then, he gives you a small, shy smile.

"Am I? Well... how could I not, if the stranger is you?"

Smooth. Too smooth.

He gives you a shy smile. "We could fix the 'stranger' part. How about friends?"

You giggle softly. "Are you sure just friends?"

He gives you a playful look. "Well, we could be more in the future."

His laugh is light, airy. Like the whisper of wind through maple leaves. But then, something seems to dawn on him, and his expression shifts.

"But—" he pauses, suddenly looking sheepish. "If you're already seeing someone, being friends is enough."

Oh, that's adorable.

You giggle behind your hand, heartwarming at his sincerity. After all that flirting, he's still worried about stepping over a line.

"Don't worry," you reassure him, "I've never dated anyone."

His eyes widen slightly, genuine disbelief flickering across his face.

"Is that so?" He tilts his head. "That's surprising. I thought someone like you would be off the market by now."

You shrug, smirking at him. He leans in just a little, voice dropping to a gentle murmur, as if sharing a secret.

His gaze locks onto yours, warm, admiring.

“I get to find and keep the treasure, then? What an honor.”

note. ah yes the work i was most proud of back then lol anw i’m planning to make a part 2 for this idk when tho maybe when i feel like it. i improved a few bits from the original and this is not proofread! i literally just skimmed through the text and changed a few stuff hope u enjoyed say hi if u remembered this

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willaard · 1 month ago

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I headcanon that Alice told Klee know that Venti is a Trusted Adult(tm) despite not telling her Venti is Barbatos.

If something is happening she can call out for Venti and he'll help. If she feels unsafe she can go to Venti.

I also headcanon that Rhinedottr told Albedo that Venti is a Trusted Adult(tm).

I headcanon that all the hexenzirkel have Venti as their on-call babysitter.

#klee #albedo #venti the bard #venti #genshin impact #hexenzirkel #alice #rhinedottir #headcanons

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cloudsnroses · 11 months ago

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yes I was lazy with the colors sue me

#zhongli #genshin venti #genshin #zhongven #venti #genshin impact #genshin zhongli #genshin headcanons #cloud retainer #cubes

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kidicaruslover911 · 3 months ago

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i giggled making this

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magicalink · 4 months ago

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Petnames they use for you:

●•°○~~Happy Valentines Day!♡

Content: Petnames chars use for reader when in a relationship, SFW, fluff, featuring all the Genshin men I got inspo for: Venti, Diluc, Albedo, Kazuha, Childe, Scarampuche, Tighnari, Xiao, Cyno, Thoma, Zhongli, Al Haitham, Kaveh, Wanderer, Kaeya, Gorou, Itto, Ayato, Heizou, Lyney, Wriothesley, Neuvillete, Kinich, Ororon.

Venti:

Windblume, my love, my warrior, my darling, my sweet dove, my cecilia. My, my, my. The God of Freedom is more possessive than he likes to admit.

Diluc:

Darling, love, honey. He comes home late after a long night of protecting Mondstadt and leans over the bed to kiss your forehead and whisper in a deep voice a “Hullo Darling” like an old English gentleman ❤

Albedo:

He prefers to call you by your name or a shortened version of it. He will sometimes add “love” or “dear” at the end of sentences to refer to you. His voice silkier than ever.

Kazuha:

Dove, love, beautiful, songbird. Likes to talk about you as if you were a haiku.

Childe:

Girlie <3, beautiful, baby, babygirl. He is always trying to rizz you up and flex all of his skills in front of you, from his strength to his art of seduction.

Scaramouche:

He’s got a lot of issues when it comes to relationships. He desperately needs to be loved but he’s also terrified of being abandoned, and at the same time he doesn’t like to show he loves because that will be showing vulnerability. So once he’s head over heels for you and unable to run away from his love, he will unpredictably jump between intense emotional reactions that go from worshipping you to address you sarcastically. He will call you things like angel, princess (evilly), gem (gently), doll (thirstily), kitten (sorry this is only for modern AU discord mod Scara🥵)

Tighnari:

Will call you just by your name with a soft tone and Dear if you’re close. He deeply loves you it's just that he loves saying your name 💚

Xiao:

Gets beyond flustered by nicknames, so he’s too shy to call you any. Loves and worships your name and uses it to call you with all his love and devotion. If you ask him to call you a cute pet name he will try just to make you happy and will call you ‘love’ with the cutest red face, flushed up to his ears.

Cyno:

Very serious when it comes to how much he loves you, will call you by your name when in public but gets cornier when you’re alone. Will call you love, baby and dear. If he comes up with a pun with your name he will use it as a nickname. Also he will call you the corniest strings of words he can put together. Like “Sweet round buttered pumpkin full of the sweetest candies for Halloween” or something cringe like that. But he will do it with the sweetest uwu face ever. You choose if you accept the compliment or not.

Thoma:

Love, honey, dear, baby, puppy. When with noble!reader will always call them my Lord or my Lady even when reader insists he doesn't need to when they're alone.

Zhongli:

My love, my dear, my darling, my jade, Silkflower. Very solemnly.

Al Haitham:

Doesn't like sappy nicknames so he'll call you by your name most of the time. But he still loves you so a sweet "babe" will always end up slipping past his lips when he lets his guard down.

Kaeya:

Loves to rizz you up with endearments using his sexy voice. Sugar, babe, little one, cutie, sweetie, honey pie (this last one is with a patronizing intention when you’re bickering tho).

Gorou:

dear this, dear that, dear, dear, dear. The general is a lover boy who is always trailing behind his loved one like a puppy with separation anxiety 💕 The words that first come to his mouth are dear, love and darling.

Itto:

This mf will always be “bro this, bro that” all the fricking time. It’s not that he doesn’t love you, it’s that he genuinely pours affection into that word, it’s an expression of care and trust. “Bro but like romantically”. Don’t worry, during your heated and lovey dovey times, he’ll spoil you with sweet nicknames like sweetie, precious, beautiful, and most importantly, baby. He’ll be “oh my little baby girl/boy” all the time, endeared by the size difference between you two. He feels the need to shield you and protect you.

Ayato:

Will be super formal in public, addressing you as my lord or my lady, but will relax when you’re in private. He’ll call you by your name when things are chill and when the seductive beast wakes up, you’ll notice how the tone and pitch of his voice change, and how he’ll start calling you sweet nicknames like baby, darling, my dear, my prince/princess…until things take a spicier tone 👀

Kaveh:

My darling, my love, my dear, my queen/king, the love of my life, the apple of my eyes, my warmth and sunshine, the reason I wake up everyday, the most beautiful being on Teyvat I kiss the ground your feet step on :3. This dude is precious, take care of him.

Wanderer:

The Wanderer isn’t much of nicknames, or names in general, but he’s deeply devoted to your name and the one you gave him. He will use your name reverently even if he’s teasing and being his sarcastic bratty self. But when in kissy cuddly time he will coo sweet thingies in your ear like love, baby and whatever corny thing you tell him makes you happy to be called. He will take note which ones make you happier to use them more often.

Heizou:

Trouble. He’ll literally greet you “Hey there, trouble” with one of his many suggestive smirks. He also tends to call you handsome, eye candy, sugarplum, and the things he likes to call you when the situation gets heated have been censored for the sake of the SFWness of this post :3 He’s totally capable of popping one of those during the day right out of nowhere though, keep your guard up with this one.

Lyney:

Mon amour, mon cœur, mon petit chéri/ma petit chérie, my adored, rainbow rose, etc. He will always be trying to rizz you up with a sweet voice and eyes and magic tricks.

Wriothesley:

Babe, baby, dear, sweetheart, queen/king of Meropide.

Neuvillete:

My beloved, dearest, my lord/lady regardless of your social status. If you become his spouse, you’ll be as precious as water. He will sometimes ramble about how your beauty resembles a pristine lake bathed by the sunlight at dawn and things like that, whether he’s with you or alone.

Kinich:

Dear. He’s pretty straightforward and isn’t a big fan of nicknames, but some of them will come naturally to him with time, especially shortened versions of your name. But the tone reserved for you is more important than the actual word.

Ororon:

This is a precious creature that you have to take care of. He will call you normal things like babe or darling, but then sometimes strange nicknames will pop out, things related to his interests. And the most normal is “honey”. Then they will progressively advance from “pumpkin” and “carrot cake” to things like “my dear homegrown cucumber” real quick. Don’t give him a weirded out look, he loves you and that came from the bottom of his heart.

Happy Valentines day! A post from me? Shocking, I know. A SFW post from me? Double shocking. A post about someone otver than Kuni? Triple shocking! But well, always expect the unexpected, cuz I've been writing a lot but I haven't had much motivation for editing. Sorry if there are characters missing but I couldn't come up with ideas for them and I didn't want to force it. Also, what other characters would you like to read about other than Kuni?

See you next time!

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rensylph · 7 months ago

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You are a student at teyvat high, a prestigious highschool only for the wealthy and the elite has managed to get in due to one of your family members managed for you to be a student in the school, little did you know your presence will catch the hearts of many students. Characters: Diluc, kaeya, thoma, ayato, alhaitham, kaveh, childe, scaramouche, xiao, kazuha, albedo, vent

⚠️ Warning : this may have NSFW content ⚠️

(English is not my first language)

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄

NAME: (name) (last name)

CLASS: 2A

CLUB: music club

FAVORITE SUBJECT: (your choosing)

(Name) A second year student, a member of the music club, born from a middle class family has become an object of many students desires.

Diluc

A complete virgin, I mean he was saving for marriage but if you want to do it now he wouldn't mind he was having fantasies about you guys wedding night. I mean if you're planning on going to college why don't you move in with him and get married with him after college. Your life would be set.

Every time he thinks of you he couldn't stop popping a boner, even the slightest touch of your hand causes him to go crazy and go to the bathroom.

But the good thing is that the new arrangements with the student council president ayato, you and him will cross that border.

Kaeya

He has his fair share of sleeping around with the population of the school, so he's very experienced compared to his brother's diluc who is a virgin. He doesn't understand his brother's saving his virginity for the right one, until he meets you.

I mean he uses his charms to enchant the school to get everything he wants now he's regretting his choice because his reputation as a playboy is well known, causing you to avoid him entirely .

And every time he tries to flirt with you or try to indicate action, you would just look at him with a confusion. You're impossible to flirt with and so oblivious but that's a cute trait he could fix if you let him show you a good time

Thoma

Another virgin, unfortunately he has to witness you and student council arrangements and deal to keep funding incoming for your club

He's not allowed to do anything but Just watch you in the hands of predators that are willing to rip your flesh apart and feast on you.

But he also carries fantasy of himself and wishes for you and him to be together so he just needs time to strike. So you and him would be together without anyone disrupting your time.

Ayato

There are new arrangements with you and the student council, when Ayato called you and told you he had no choice but to cut the funding for the music club, and when you begged ayato saying you're willing to do anything, this gave him an idea.

So once a week or month, after school you would go to the student council meeting room and let your body be devoured by them, you allowed them to do anything with you.

Even tho the arrangement is with the entire student council, you and him would sometimes book a hotel room to spend the night together. And will use toys on you during school if you do not behave

Alhaitham

Of course accidentally witnessesing one of your rondavous with the student council, he decided to use it to his advantage. He used it to blackmail you and the student council president ayato.

So every time you do something wrong on a test you will get punished, and if you did well on a test you will be rewarded. As well every time you or him visits each other's house there will be some in course with each other

Plus every time he is stressed or overworked you have no choice but to follow him and distress him no matter the location. In school, bathroom, literally anywhere and you have to keep quiet if you guys don't get caught.

Kaveh

Poor kaveh seeing the love of your life having intercourses with your rival and roommate that gotta hurt. One time when you were with alhaitham. In exchange of keeping his mouth silent he also wants to have the same deal as alhaitham.

So every time when you finish with alhaitham you have to go towards kaveh. Heck maybe he will join you with alhaitham.

On the bright side, he's not been as stressed as before as well and he get a better view of biology and how does your body works

Childe

He's very pent up and everytime he win a game he will always expect you to reward him for doing good In the game.

Every time he's invited to a party, he will ask you to be his plus one and will not let you leave his side. If you're bored here don't worry he will take you somewhere more fun

He will take you to a hill, and you guys will make out in his car or just drive you back home so you and him could make out there. And he gets verbally jealous whenever someone tries to flirt with you

Scaramouche

Whenever he feels jealous or he feels like it, you will have to expect being pulled to the side drag into an empty broom closet and make out there

He doesn't even help you put your clothes back in or do after care just smash and go.

But sometimes he is gentle or whenever he's feeling a little nicer he's more gentler with you and gives you after care sometimes

Xiao

Also a virgin, he's very shy during his first time but gets the hang of it when you guys started to do it more often when he's not busy

He's very shy and nervous during his first time as well every time when you guys decided to have intercourses but he does have impressive stamina he can last for hours

He gets jealous when other students manage to get you before him, he once saw you walk out of the broom closet with scaramouche with a sweety body and disheveled clothing, so every time when he's jealous he's rought

Kazuha

The most gentlest and sweetest out of all of them, he can be rough but if you want to and ask him politely.

He always gives you the best after care after doing it, as well as gives you milk tea or any drink you want after doing it.

Will write poetry about your time with him In detail and will read it to you in the middle of it, it describes how he was feeling and what he wants to do with you and the things he's gonna do with you in extreme detail and find it amusing you blushing.

Albedo

He's very curious on how the human anatomy works during intercourse, so he asked you to do it with him so he could study how the body works

He calls your hook ups an experiment of the human body, he will write down every reaction thru every position or toys he uses on you.

He will say "how interesting" after managing to get a reaction from your body. And every time you guys do it, you will wear his lab coat.

Venti

The most open about your hook ups to make your other admirers jealous. And every time you try to shut him, he will reply with you " I thought you were enjoying it"

Likes to tease you a lot and grind against you when you are playing your music, same as Kazuha will write poetry about your time together.

Will always try to convince you to hook up or go another round even tho class is about in 5 minutes other wise you guys gonna be late I mean he doesn't care when ever he's late or not

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anantaru · 2 years ago

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DAY 2 — CUNNILINGUS

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — heizou, venti, scaramouche, xiao

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, oral (fem! receiving), face sitting, fingering, really messy just how we like it <3, feral anemo boys who tease you but are so damn in love with you

𖧡 — HEIZOU

heizou watches you writhe under him as he kisses your clit, it's piercing, and he swiftly sheds his shirt before taking more action, yet the renowned detective works unhurriedly and oh, it drives you insane, his ability to make you both frustrated yet also lust and open for him had your blood boil through your veins— and each button he'd undo of his shirt, so painfully slow, it's wonderful when it reveals more of him, his milky, flawless skin showing off his chest.

you lick your lips, closing your eyes, noticing a low, continued knock in the pit of your stomach when he slants his face into your cunt again. you taste the desire pressuring your sex, a hot blaze bristling inside your doused core as heizou sinks his tongue on your hole, licking up a long, slow glide from bottom to top, the taste of you so delightful, he feels himself become hard just from the mere connection of your slick settling heavy on his muscle, clinging onto him and tasting slightly bitter on his tongue.

and well, his tight pants, so bothersome, seem tighter and all the more bothersome in a sudden glimpse down, his thudding erection beginning to press and rub against the mattress and oh, you see how he was slowly beginning to hump the bed, secondary to buckling his tongue over your folds, your liquids making his mouth water and more craving, more desiring. heizou was passionate about eating you out and fulfilling your needs, obsessed with having you rut your hips into his mouth until you're cumming all over, driven by the thought of pleasing his darling until you're writhing and shaking underneath his scorching handle.

low moans split from your mouth as you look down on your boyfriend having his amorous eyes set on you, with that damned smirk on his smooth lips again, fingers grasping desperately at your thighs as you arch your back off the mattress, slanting your head back against the pillows as each and every flick of heizou's feverish, fast tongue, rattles fiery sparks of bliss inside your bones.

𖧡 — VENTI

you're just so hard to resist, venti thinks, it makes him push his groin into his palm whenever he sees you gleefully sway around diluc's tavern— all confident and almost, shameless, as if you were making sure he's getting a real good look on you, so he could imagine himself fucking you afterwards, in his dreams at least, or that's what you originally intended to induce on him.

but without delay, in your present dilemma, you could doubtlessly smack yourself against the head— the reason you ask? a simple one although quite troublesome. your, for the most part, strong willpower in resisting the anemo archon, had slowly but surely faded away and left behind your rational thinking skills to fight alone that now— you were right underneath his unbearably hot trace, your pretty tits being graciously fondled with while venti shamelessly moans into your pussy, striking his tongue against your hole like a sweltering surge taking you captive, outbreaking a spreading swell inside the pit of your stomach before inserting the skilled muscle inside, fucking his tip in and out of your pussy.

barbatos likes what he sees, especially what he hears, with your gasps having now reached a higher pitch and tune, most importantly the second he wiggles his head from left to right to capture your slick on well, on his whole face— do not misunderstand, he doesn't believe he's done a most adequate job if not before you're claiming his cheeks and chin, let alone his throat and mind with your gummed liquids clinging on his flesh.

you're jerking your hips into his mouth, head spinning and in need of fresh oxygen, "v-venti... archons.." and his fast suckles continue to nurture the knot in your stomach as you close your eyes due to exhaustion, your hole clamping down around his tongue as best as possible, bordering on feeling the impending orgasm flourish on your skin.

but the man suddenly cocks a brow at you, stilling his lips on your pussy, just for a second, "archons?" he laughs with a mocking tune hidden behind his wording, full of jest, in a shade like gravel, his fingers pressing themselves into the fat of your thighs before kissing your clit, breezing down and glissading his tongue on your folds, adding yet another kiss of adoration, whilst ending it right above your tight hole.

in shock, you suck in your breath through braced teeth when venti suddenly decides to pull a finger inside your little hole flickering around the slender digit, "hey.. it's okay." he coos, biting his lip, "your archon, *barbatos*, takes care of you." and your eyes swiftly flare down at him— how desperately you craved to rub that smirk off his face, whilst also regretting moaning out your words from earlier.

stirring and feeling the heaviness of a finger, or the sound of his digit meeting and bulking deep inside, on top of that being "punished" with wet, sloppy sucks of venti occupying your clit, each of his special kisses trash your body to a new faculty of discovering a sharpness to your active pleasure— it's too much and too late now, everything he inflicted on you made you open up a lot more.

therefore, what else was there really to be expected from the so called god of anemo?

𖧡 — SCARAMOUCHE

between one second and the next, you climb on top of scaramouche, to be specific, on his darling face that was anticipating for you to sit down on him— above all, whenever he needed your thighs to wholly engulf his head, kuni tells you to sit down with your flesh sticking onto him, so he could taste you, fundamentally jerk and lurch his tongue on each specific flutter of your warm, wet pussy.

he makes a low, thoughtful noise before helping you lower yourself on him, licking his lips in eagerness, alighting his hands on top of your trembling thighs. your throat was tied with need and the expectation of him to start pleasing you, just like he always did, your whole body vibrating the very moment he pries his tongue against your folds.

his eyes— half lidded, focused on you, and scaramouche notices a spark of proudness housing in his chest when you throw your head back because of him, your fingers instantly searching for his silken hair to keep him squished close against you.

scaramouche was shameless, groaning and pummeling your pussy against his face just how he wanted, no, desired it. it's both terribly sweet and blisteringly hot when he hollows his cheeks to suck on your clit and feel how it's becoming more swollen, in combination with his slender hands touching up and down your chest, immediately finding your exposed tits— whilst your eyes fall at the touch, captivated, to where his palms fondle your breasts and hungrily feel up the mounds, his digits being stretched so tightly against the entire skin that you're feeling how your cunt was turning hypersensitive, sobbing uncontrollably with a light coating of sweat on your forehead becoming visible.

faster and faster, you gloss your swelled pussy against his tongue, though you know him so well and he keeps your hips in place, demonstrating how it's really done, hard and fast, pushing your core back and forth his lips before swiftly pulling you away— just for a second, to collect his breath while you're looming over him all panting with your heart thudding fast under your ribcage, engraving his expression in your clouded psyche, his flustered cheeks evolving in a delicate pink blush, sweat and your lubricants snugged on his skin as he watches you through low, desiring eyes.

"don't hold back." he almost whispers his utters out to you, but the strong, dominant color of his voice was present, holding you hostage, "it feels good, right?" he asks now, the huffs of his breath on you, warm and humid, touching your inflamed pussy and having you sob out at the loss of contact, the immediate craving to have his tongue back on you.

"it does.. it feels so good."

you bite back a moan when he places a kiss on your cunt, and whine out the very words he wanted to make you say out loud, the very ones he needed to listen to before he was able to actually continue and have you cum on his tongue.

you say, "i won't hold back— i promise." and slowly, the heat was growing in your belly and expanding when scaramouche clicks his tongue at your words, but he nods right afterwards, humming before licking a heavy, straight line inside your folds again.

"you better keep your promise." he mumbles out, barely perceivable if not for the vibrations on your sex having you twitch your body together, almost crumbling right above him, yet not now, scaramouche thinks— you will cum soon enough, and if you didn't know any better his previous words sounded like a threat, but for that, there wasn't much time to think about it, nor did you really care, because in this night, your hips couldn't stop aching and moving strongly on his face, whilst scaramouche drags your cunt against his mouth, gulping out raggedly for air.

𖧡 — XIAO

there was never one way or the other with adeptus xiao, because the way he saw it, he had to use it both at the same time— well, by that, he means that while having his long, slick fingers knuckles deep inside your little hole, stretching you in ways you had long since forgotten as his lips are tightly sealed on your clit.

the sounds of his tongue sliding over and under your wet pussy was exhilarating, the visual perception of it alone, xiao taking your cunt in his hot mouth, owning you with his slippy muscle and assuring himself you're having the fathomless pleasure inscribed in your trembling frame, for decades on end.

you swallow shakily, cupping a hand behind xiao's head as you cry out at the intensity, it's utterly unreal— and the pleasure almost vaults out of your body and mind by how he's darting his tongue along the fat of your folds before suckling down harshly, adding another finger all of a sudden, making it two in total, listening to you hiccuping out blissfully as a strong jolt of bliss roars through your entire skin, setting your body aflame.

xiao sees no reason as to waste more time then, slipping his hot mouth against the entire nerve bundles of your silken pussy before curling his fingers up, sucking on your clit just right— suddenly having a sneaky idea greet him; he starts grazing at the skin, only distantly, obviously he was aware on how sensitive you were down there, yet the man glances up at you when he feels how light pain fizzes through your aching core, bristling into parts of bottomless shocks of pleasure like electrical charges, your eyes glassy and red at the edges of your half-closed vision.

you lose your cool, working your pretty hips against your boyfriends mouth as he groans into your pussy, "xiao, baby.. please!" and he knows what you demanded, wanted, keeping his focus on your clit, massaging it, moving the two fingers, now three, working fast but intently until he could perceive your little hole clamp down on him— noticing how your chest was moving up and down in a rhythm of short breaths, realizing that you're teetering on the edge of cumming, while it was him who had the authority to grand you your ever so sought after, anticipated wishes.

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devosin · 7 months ago

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❝ 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄-𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌? .ᐟ ❞

SUMMARY: A impulsive y/n deicides to ask their boyfriend a very serious question.

GENDER NEUTRAL READER

Would you still kiss me if I was a slime? | Would you still love me if I was a square (old accounts)

Y/n's hands glides over their phone screen, trying to log back on. In an impulse they had sent the message, but it was too late they saw the message already...

Y/n: "Would you make-out with me if I was a worm?" 12:36 am

"A worm is on Average 7-8 centimeters, a human and worm physically cannot engage in stimulating activity's with our kind but I'd be happy to do a bit more research on the topic—" > "Oh" "No, lol" Albedo, Heizou, Ayato,

"Would it fit..?" > "Would what fit?" "..." Childe, Kaeya,

"No . . " "But if it would help, I would totally eat you." Xiangling.

"Ew." Scaramouche, Pantalone, Dottore, Chiori

"This you?" > "WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE CORRUPTED SPERM" "So you're assuming THEIR gender" Venti

"No" > "but" "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZMB_rBrmp4" Tighnari, Xiao, Kinich, Al-Haitham

"Glad you're acknowledging that you're flat in all ways." > "Excuse me." "Your excused." Childe, Kaveh, Diluc

"It's ok to be flat and not an worm" > "What" "It's okay babe I got enough ass for the both of us" Beidou, Wriothesley, Childe (Non-existent ass)

"THE REAL QUESTION IS WOULD YOU MAKEOUT WITH ME IF I WAS A WORM?" > " . . . " > "No." Kaveh, Cyno, Sethos

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bedoballoons · 2 years ago

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Yandere Tighnari, Venti, lyney, Freminet and Aether finding out Reader isn't really into short guys They're into someone bigger and taller {{Itto For Aether, Alhaitham for Tighnari, Nevillete for both Lyney and Freminet and Zhongli for Venti}}

I READ THIS AND WAS LIKE YESSSSSS!!! (As a short person I find this hilarious and your idea is literally genius!) I hope you enjoy and thank you so much for your request!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~Just not that into short bois~༺}

CW: Yandere themes!, characters are obsessive to the point of wanting to harm others so they can't take you, unrequited love, intense jealousy, mild angst! Lyney makes Neuvillette disappear! Also this is much longer than I meant it to be...what can I say, I like yanderes!

(Includes: Lyney, Tighnari, Venti, Freminet, and Aether!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney had been told no many times in his life,in fact he couldn't even count how many people said he could never be a famous magician...and yet he'd proved every single one of them wrong. He simply couldn't stand not working towards something everyone else claimed was impossible, because in his eyes anything was possible, so when you confided in him about your feelings towards Neuvillette and stated that you found him more charming because of his height, even going so far as to mention you didn't really like short men as much...he just couldn't give up so easily.

He was madly in love with you, to the point it had become more than obsession, he'd seek you out anytime he'd left his home and any show he'd make sure to wink at you the moment his eyes met yours, he was so head over heels for you that he was physically unable to think about anyone or anything else. This also meant he wouldn't let anyone take you...especially just because they were taller...absolutely not.

So for his next show he planned something extra special, a magic trick truly wonderful in everyway...and as the crowd cheered, watching in awe when the box that had contained the chief of justice disappeared before their very eyes...none of them were aware he wouldn't show back up again...at least not for along while. Not until Lyney had found a way to make you love him, not until you...the most precious beautiful thing in all the world...was his.

𑁍༄Tighnari:

Tighnari stood next to you, his ears drooping with regret as he watched you flirt away with Alhaitham, his tall muscular figure drawing you to him like a moth to a flame...making you completely forget about the one who'd brought you together in the first place. It was like some cruel trick of fate...especially considering Tighnari had planned to confess his feelings for you that same day...and now it seemed like it would do no good..

He tapped your shoulder, not waiting for your response as he intertwined his hand with yours, pulling you away from Alhaitham as quickly as possible...and silently hoping you'd leave the whole situation at that. You on the other hand were not so happy with him, wanting desperately to continue your conversation with the handsome scribe..., "Tighnari what was that about? I was really getting along with-" He put a gloved finger to your lips, making you go quiet, his heart racing as he looked deep into your eyes.

"I love you...so much. I can't even really wrap my head around my feelings because they are so intense...it's like I need you just to keep going...like you're the thing I simply cannot live without. Even the air I breathe isn't as important as you are...." His confession was a bit much to say the least and adding to it was the kiss he placed on your forehead, causing you to jerk away from him.

"I'm sorry...but I don't feel that way for you..." Your words spilled out before you could stop them, your heart racing with fear at the change in his mannerisms...he didn't even respond...he just stood there...like he was plotting something and you...were about to find out just how crazy his love for you actually was.

𑁍༄Venti:

"I actually do have feelings for someone."

The second those words left your lips Ventis heart began to race, his mind clouded over with thoughts of you confessing to him and telling him you loved him...it was all he wanted. No, it was all he needed! He tried his best to calm himself down, taking a sip of wine before responding like someone who was completely clueless of the others feelings would, "Oh ho ho and who would that lucky person be hmm?"

A blush coated your cheeks followed by a sweet flustered smile that could make even Lord Barbatos swoon and boy was he...until you answered, "I like Mr. Zhongli~" You giggled nervously, not noticing how pale Venti went the second he heard the name...how the part of the wine bottle he'd been holding had shattered, much like his heart...you didn't even notice the hurt tone of his voice when he asked, "What does that old blockhead have that I don't?"

The question definitely took you by surprise, but you assumed he wasn't being serious and decided to answer truthfully, "Well he's a bit more refined...and I like his voice, but most of all he's so tall! I'm sorry Venti but I just can't imagine myself with someone...so tiny." The anemo archon was speechless...hatred seeping into his very being and jealousy getting the better of him. He stood up without another word and left, leaving you wondering what had happened...

𑁍༄Freminet:

Freminet was completely silent, his face bright red and burning with a rage he'd never felt before, his hands barely able to keep steady as jealousy ate away at his once calm heart heart. All he wanted was you...your love, that sweet smile that he craved to see everyday, but here you were, sitting Infront of him with this doe eyed look on your face as you fawned all over none other than the chief of justice. Mentioning more than once how tall and handsome he was, how incredible it would to have a man like him around.

"Enough."

You paused mid sentence, caught off guard by the amount of malice in his once kind sweet voice, watching as he stood up from his seat, your mouth slightly agape. You'd never seen him like this before...so angry and confident, it was scary...yet also a little exciting. After a moment of silence you'd worked up the courage to say something...but you didn't even manage to get a single word out as he grabbed the front of your shirt and pulled you harshly towards him, making you let out nothing more than a sharp gasp.

Your face went red, pure shock displaying itself on your features as he leaned in closer, his light purple eyes seemingly staring into your soul as his whispers grazed your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, "Hush now my love...you don't need him...I promise~"

𑁍༄Aether:

Aether was always there to help someone, so reliable in fact, that everyone called on him whenever there was a issue and including you, after all he'd saved you from many close calls...even saving your life a few times in the process and for that you were incredibly grateful, but alas you were still not in love with him. He on the other hand couldn't get enough of you, he just wanted to be near you all the time...be your hero and love you like nobody else ever could.

He...however wasn't the only person who could save someone and when the friendly neighborhood oni stepped in to save you, Aether was anything but pleased... especially when he saw the difference in how you acted. Yes your gratitude was the same...but you'd gotten all flustered at the onis impressive figure, touching the large man's chest while your face heated with such a strong blush and everyone around you cheered him on.

Aether was more than a little upset, suddenly understanding that he clearly wasn't your type and that he probably would never be, he just couldn't stand it! How could you, the person he'd do absolutely anything for...be so enraptured by someone else...just because they were bigger than him. No, he wouldn't let it stand, he'd fight for you, even if it meant doing things he could regret later on...it didn't matter, not anymore. You were all he cared about...all that mattered.

Just. You.

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚Have a nice day*⁠.⁠✧

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kisakis-boyfriend · 19 days ago

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Hi and congrats on 3k, thats a huge accomplishment!!! For the 3k celebration could I request a whole alphabet for Venti(genshin) if you write for him ( ´・∀・｀)

-very very proud anon

Author's Note: Thank you! :D One Venti for the sweet anon!!

For our 3000 follower celebration! (CLOSED NOW)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Legitimately the biggest snuggle-bug. Venti clings to you during and after sex like a parasite (affectionate)

He's also a master of praise, and praising you in such a way that makes you hard all over again. Expect lots of kisses as well.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Venti is fond of his waist and hands. Of yours, he loves your handsome face and your hands as well~

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

He always trembles like crazy when he cums, which makes his moans/noises shaky too. Venti likes to watch himself cum as well, especially if you're jerking him off while you're balls-deep inside~

Creampies are one of his favorite ways to finish sex, feeling your cum dribble out of his hole. Venti likes when you swipe it with your fingers and push it back inside, fingering him in the process, just to be mean 😇

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

The god of wind is heavily into breathplay/asphyxiation. Please choke this pretty boy hard, stare into his eyes and tell him how cute he looks gasping for air. Pound his pretty ass while you're choking him and Venti will cum so hard that he's in tears. 😊💖

Baby boy may control the element, but letting someone else have that control is unparalleled~

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Definitely has experience under his belt. Venti has had a number of flings and knows plenty of tricks.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. May include a visual)

Mating press, doggy style with you hunched over his body and pressing him into the bed, full nelson, really anything that drives home how tiny he is compared to you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Have you met him? Venti is a little gremlin, a tease, a flirt, and has an infectious giggle. In between deep kisses and adorable whimpers, Venti will giggle at something or make a little joke. He's cute like that.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I think he would trim his hair a bit, just to keep it looking nice. I also think it would be cute if the ends of his pubic hair were also teal, like his braids 💚

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Incredibly romantic and possessive. Venti isn't afraid to let you know how he feels either. He'll do whatever he wants to spoil you, make you happy, drown you in love. It borders on overwhelming sometimes, with how intense the archon can be at showing his affection and devotion, but it's not all bad. With the way he worships you, you never have to doubt whether his affections are genuine or not — it's an assurance that Venti has woven into your soul 💚

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

God… Venti is so lewd when he masturbates, whether he knows you're watching or not. Though he will play it up if you're his audience ;)

Makes all sorts of lewd faces, drools on himself once he's really into it, and moans your name even if you're not in the same building/area. He masturbates somewhat frequently as well, though he prefers sex with his beloved.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Breathplay, spanking, orgasm denial, chastity (secretly), marking, size kink.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Just about anywhere, though he will pout and pretend to worry about someone seeing you two out in public. Don't take him too seriously — just grind against him a bit, kiss the back of his neck, whisper a few things in his sensitive ears, and you'll have a pliant femboy archon drooling while you rail him right in the middle of Monstadt~

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you use any variation of "my (blank)/mine" as a petname, seeing you act just as possessive as he is. Grabbing his jaw is another quick way to make Venti pop a boner.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There's not too much that's off the table with Venti, he's kind of down to try out whatever :3

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Both? Both are good!

Venti adores when you go down on him, and it's a little embarrassing how quickly he cums — whether he's giving you head or receiving honestly. I think he'd be pretty good with his mouth, taking your cock like a good archon. He's more than eager to have you pushing your cock in his cheek and fucking his tight throat.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He likes it all, honestly. Different situations call for different paces, and Venti is happy with whatever! Typically, he prefers to start out slower, ease into things. But if you surprise him by getting rough right away, he'll be just as happy~

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not preferred, since they normally lead to multiple rounds and/or an archon getting fucked dumb 🥴

Frenzied lovemaking in the morning or in the middle of the night, when he's having trouble falling asleep, aren't too bad though. Still, Venti would prefer to initiate sex when you have ample time to touch each other and truly enjoy the experience.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Yeah, there's not a lot that Venti says no to lol.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

As an archon, Venti has exceptional stamina. One round is never enough for him, especially not since archons are naturally possessive (aka needy)

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Maybe he would purchase a toy for himself, but it would have to be something that truly grabs his attention. Now, if you express an interest in using toys in your sex life, Venti would totally agree! Hell, he's even excited to see what kinds of toys you have in mind!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he's a tease, all right! He thinks he's so cute wiggling his hips in those shorts, bending over the counter so that his butt sticks out. Mr "I stick my tongue out at you to make you chase me and pin me down".

Venti is no better once you're actually fucking either. He won't let you pull out, trapping you until you cum again and tremble from overstimulation. His pretty voice right against the shell of your ear, telling you how tight he is, and how badly he needs your dick right this instant~

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Imagine stereotypical femboy noises — that's Venti for you. High-pitched, girly moans, whimpers, and whines. And he's very vocal about how everything feels, how much he needs you close to him, how desperately his body has been craving yours pressed up against it.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

This is really just a fun scenario that popped into my head while I was writing the rest of this. Enjoy~

I think Venti would like it when you make him cum without fully removing his clothing. So, dry humping, remote controlled toys, or…

Pressing his pretty face into the floor, yanking only his shorts down, holding a vibrator against his cock through his tights and making him cum through them. Just… stimulating him so intensely, until globs of cum are oozing through that thin fabric and running down his legs, and making sure that he repeats “Thank you, sir” over and over again while he cums. Until his legs feel like they're not there anymore, and his brain shuts down.

And, of course, once you think he's had enough, you scoop him up in your arms, hold him against your chest, and pet his hair whilst cooing gentle praises at him <3

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's a little guy (3 inches erect) with cute pubic hair. Uncut, because I said so~

Venti's tip gets super red every time you have sex, no matter how many times he's already cum.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It's pretty damn high, but that's to be expected of an archon. Although… Venti may be a league above the other archons in this aspect 😵‍💫

Z = ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He might be a lil sleepy, but it's rare that Venti actually falls asleep right after. His eyes may be droopy, and he may yawn, but he swears that he's awake and listening to you!

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Can I request a traveling reader who is an atheist? Basically she doesn't believe in gods and doesn't like adsolute, reader is not a crazy fanatic and religious like the others, barbara, kujou Sara etc, yandere :dainsleif, Venti, furina, Zhongli, ei, kaeya, Childe, nahida

Unfamiliar Beliefs

Synopsis: In a world where gods roam freely, where statues stand tall and tales of divine power echo through every corner of Teyvat, you—an atheist traveller—felt like an anomaly. You had walked through the lands of Mondstadt, Liyue, Inazuma, Sumeru, and beyond, never once bowing to the gods that shaped the lives of so many. You believed in the tangible, the things you could touch, see, and experience. The idea of divine power seemed… so far-fetched to you, so foreign. But your journey was far from conventional. There was something about your stubbornness, your refusal to yield to the whims of gods, that drew others in. And the gods themselves? They found themselves intrigued by your indifference, your refusal to see them as anything more than ordinary beings. Pairings: [Separate] Yandere Dainsleif, Venti, Furina, Zhongli, Ei, Kaeya, Childe, Nahida x Atheist Traveller Reader

Dainsleif

Dainsleif first heard of you through whispers — not tales of devotion, but defiance. A foreign traveler, brilliant and composed, who treated the archons with cool politeness rather than the bowed heads others offered. You traversed domains without prayer. You tamed storms without offerings. You saved lives without invoking the names of Barbatos, Morax, or the Raiden Shogun. You belonged to no one, and Dainsleif felt it like a spear driven into the very fabric of Teyvat.

The first time he met you, you were patching up your coat outside a campfire. The wind howled, and he was certain you had no shrine nearby, no blessings in your back pocket. You turned when he approached, eyes narrowed not in fear, but evaluation. You weren’t a follower. You were untouched by worship.

“Dainsleif,” you greeted without awe. “Of Khaenri’ah, right? The man cursed by gods. Sounds like you and I might get along.”

His silence was loud. The feeling you stirred was louder.

Over time, he traveled beside you — not as your guardian, not as your guide, but as something undefined. He wanted to learn what shaped a person like you. What freed a soul from divine influence. But he soon realized it wasn't freedom that defined you — it was will. You did not lack belief. You simply chose yourself.

“I don’t hate the gods,” you told him once, eyes fixed on the stars. “I just don’t need them. Power doesn’t make something sacred. And worship doesn’t mean understanding.”

That statement lodged itself in his chest. A heresy to most. A truth to him.

And yet… as weeks turned into months, something in him began to churn.

He could not stand the thought of the Archons laying claim to you someday. Of Celestia tainting your name. He’d lost everything — his nation, his friends, his identity — to the gods. And here you were, a beacon of autonomy, walking straight into the same dangerous world without any protection except your own stubborn will. It drove him mad.

You noticed him watching you more often. His footsteps never left your side. His eyes lingered on your lips when you challenged scripture or laughed at stories of miracles. Once, in Liyue, he stood in front of a statue of the Seven and said nothing. But you saw his jaw clench when you walked past it without a glance.

“You really don’t fear them,” he said quietly, once. “Not even a little.”

You shrugged. “Why should I? I didn’t ask to be born beneath gods. I’ll die without them too.”

Dainsleif didn't respond. He couldn’t. The thought of you dying — fading into obscurity without a trace — no prayers, no temple, no worshippers… it haunted him.

No. That would not do.

So he began to record your stories. He wrote of your strength. Your travels. The way your eyes never flickered when faced with Archons or monsters. He preserved your voice in memory. Your footsteps in ink. Your ideals in whispers. But writing was not enough.

Because the world didn’t deserve you. Teyvat didn’t understand you. It would try to break you. Tame you. Claim you.

And Dainsleif would not allow that.

Venti

The bard of Mondstadt, carefree and eternally youthful, was the first to notice your lack of devotion. It was so refreshing, in a way—someone who didn’t look to him with blind reverence, who didn’t fawn over his every word. He found it amusing at first, a challenge even.

"Ah, my dear traveler," Venti said one night, a playful glint in his eyes as he strummed his lyre. "You really don’t believe in the gods, do you? No offerings, no prayers, nothing?"

You smirked at him, unphased. "No. I don’t believe in things I can’t see or touch. Gods are just… people with too much power."

Venti chuckled, sitting beside you under the stars. "That’s true. But do you know, darling, what it feels like to be worshipped? The devotion, the love?"

You gave him an incredulous look. "Worship? You really think I’m going to bow down to some drunk wind god who plays the lyre all day?"

His grin never faltered. "I could show you the joy of worship, of course. It’s not about blind devotion; it’s about connection. You’re not going to be free from it forever, you know."

You didn’t know whether to laugh or scowl at his words, but there was a part of you that felt his charm. Venti was different from the others, more playful, more tempting. Still, you didn’t budge from your belief—or lack of it.

But somehow, he always found a way to draw you in, to keep you near. His eyes glinted with something far more possessive than mere curiosity.

Furina

Furina’s sharp eyes caught your indifference to the gods early on. As the god of justice, she was used to unwavering faith from her followers, people who believed that her word was law, that her ideals were absolute. But you? You were the exception.

"I've heard you don't believe in gods," Furina said, her voice like a cool breeze. "You must have your reasons. But you should know, there is a cost to being so…" she paused, her eyes flicking over you like a predator sizing up its prey, "different. People in this world like to believe in things larger than themselves. What happens when your beliefs start to challenge the natural order of things?"

You met her gaze without flinching. "I’ve seen enough of this world to know that gods aren’t any different from humans. They’re just… powerful beings with too much influence."

Furina’s lips twitched. She liked that. It intrigued her.

"You speak with the fire of someone who’s been wronged, haven’t you? Someone who’s seen the darker side of the gods."

Your silence was all the answer she needed. Furina, intrigued by your rebellious nature, found herself drawn to you in a way she hadn’t anticipated. She would take this challenge, and she would make you bend, even if she had to rewrite the very fabric of your belief in the process.

Zhongli

Zhongli, the geo archon, had always been a patient man, his understanding of humanity and their beliefs as vast as the mountains. But you? You were an enigma to him.

"I see you don't believe in gods," he said one afternoon, his deep voice gentle. "You trust in the earth, in the things you can see and touch. But tell me, traveller—what happens when you stand before something you cannot explain?"

You were silent for a long time, gazing at the mountains that stretched out before you, as if pondering his question. "I suppose I’d look for another answer," you said finally. "I don’t need the gods to answer my questions. I’ll find my own way."

Zhongli's gaze softened, a rare tenderness in his eyes. He could respect that. He admired your resolve. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to bring you to his side.

"You say that now," he murmured. "But even the most steadfast hearts can be broken, can be changed. Even those who walk without faith can be guided. I’ve seen it happen before."

He didn’t press the matter further, but his presence never wavered. He would be there when you faltered, when your beliefs began to crack. Zhongli had a way of making people believe—whether they wanted to or not.

Raiden Ei

As the electro archon, Ei was used to having her authority unquestioned. The people of Inazuma worshipped her, believed in her ideals. And yet, you—an outsider—came with your indifference to everything she stood for. It made her curious.

"Why do you reject the truth, traveller?" Ei asked one night as you stood together on a balcony, overlooking the city. Her voice was soft, but her words were heavy with meaning.

"I don’t reject it," you answered, your voice steady. "I just don’t believe in things I can’t see. And gods, to me, are just like anyone else. You’re all just… people."

Ei didn’t take offence to that. In fact, it made her more determined.

"Perhaps you will come to understand the truth in time," she said cryptically. "Inazuma, and I, will be here when you do."

She didn’t force you to believe, not immediately. But she watched you closely, waiting for that moment when your scepticism would turn to something else. She had eternity on her side, after all.

Kaeya

Kaeya’s smile was as smooth as ever, but there was something different when he realized you didn’t believe in the gods. You were someone who saw through his facades, someone who didn’t need to worship, to offer loyalty to some divine entity. It was refreshing—and it made him want you even more.

"Not a fan of the gods, huh?" he teased, his blue eyes glinting with amusement. "What is it about Teyvat that turns so many away from their faith? Surely you see the benefits of having a god on your side."

You shook your head, smiling a little. "I don’t need anyone to save me. I’m perfectly fine on my own."

Kaeya’s smile remained, but it was edged with something more dangerous. "You say that now. But you’re in Teyvat now. You’ll see. People like us? We don’t stay alone for long."

It was a playful challenge, but beneath it, there was a truth he was already planting in your mind. Kaeya always got what he wanted, and right now, he wanted you—entirely.

Childe

Childe was amused by your refusal to believe. He was so used to people bending to the will of the gods, so used to the worship and admiration that came with his power. But you? You didn’t bow. You didn’t care.

"You’re an interesting one, huh?" he chuckled, leaning in close as his blue eyes studied you with an intensity that made your skin crawl. "Most people are scared of the gods, even if they don't say it out loud. But you… you think you're above all that, huh?"

"I’m not above anything," you shot back. "I just don’t need gods to tell me how to live."

Childe grinned wickedly, his fingers brushing your cheek. "That’s what I like about you. You’re unpredictable. But you’ll come around. Everyone does, eventually."

He wasn’t asking for your faith. He didn’t need it. But Childe would make sure you belonged to him, one way or another.

Nahida

The god of wisdom had always been fascinated by humans and their beliefs. You, with your outright dismissal of the gods, intrigued her deeply. She didn’t judge you for it. She was curious.

"Do you not find it strange, traveller?" Nahida asked one day, her gaze soft but intense. "That you reject what everyone else accepts so easily? To believe in something greater than yourself... it’s natural for people. They want guidance, something to cling to."

"I don’t need guidance," you replied, your voice firm. "I’m my own person. I make my own choices."

Nahida smiled, a gentle but knowing smile. "I respect that. But even you must see that there’s a certain beauty in believing in something. It doesn’t have to be a god. But something that gives you purpose, that’s all."

You didn’t respond right away, and Nahida took that as a challenge. She’d find a way to make you see things her way, even if it took time. She had patience, and she had eternity.

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