#xiao x reader headcannons

[rene-darling]

I'M- gonna get you pregnant!

...Their reaction to your...interesting choice of words. You try and get a reaction out of them!

...It's been a while guys! I came back to spread my pregnant men agenda...kinich is so Xiao vibes frl...ajaw is my favorite charc genshin has ever made...credits [keming magico] on X/twt

...kinich...Xiao...zhongli...wanderer...kazuha...

Kinich

"..."

"well, it'll cost you a fortune." Unfazed as always he manages to surprise you instead.

"eh..??"

"let's see, a million mora for the unexpected surprise, a few more for the agonizing months and definitely another million mora as a push present-"

"BLEH- BUT! the great kahul ajaw will also require compensation!!"

Xiao

"???" He stares at you, with his wide cat eyes, then his brows furrow in a huff "mortals...have no respect for the adepti." He mumbles his all too familiar phrase

"it is only rex lapis that is able to change his form from male to female..not I"

"aw- but Xiao wouldn't you look just the cutest making a cute nest for our baby?"

He gives you a nasty glare but his ears blush a crimson red at the thought, perhaps... he liked the notion...of the baby not him pregnant. Don't twist his desires!!

Zhongli

It is not often that he is caught off guard, this is not often.

His initial shock is then replaced with a flurry of laughter, music to many especially your ears.

"that is impossible, in-..this form atleast." It's your turn to be shocked now "..eh?"

"hm...I suppose, now that I am but a mortal, the next step would be to settle with a child-..I never thought off carrying myself but- y/n" catching you as you fell

"it was a joke. I'm not- ready- for- for thAT. Nor that mental image- hah-."

Wanderer

"what the fk."

He gives you the nastiest of glares, what are you on about this time??

"I'm a puppet you fool."

"keep your perverted fantasies to yourself."

"But- I wanna see you- full. Of my perverted fantasies."

It's debatable whether he's red from your crude words or something else- but truly you are talented, at a loss for words he huffs his little chest and storms out not in the mood to entertain your perversion.

Kazuha

"hm..?" He gives you the sweetest look of confusion strands of his hair falling over his eyes as he tilted his face.

He lets out a small chuckle and puts down his leaf "If- I could, I would have done so without question or any doubts" he smiles so sweetly at you making you feel ashamed about how you said this in a perverted way yet he responded with so much love.

You pouted at the unfairness of this. How come you're the one blushing!!!

"now I wanna be pregnant with yours-."

[numine]

HOW DO THEY SAY "I LOVE YOU" WITHOUT SAYING "I LOVE YOU?"

pairings: kazuha, xiao, scaramouche x reader (seperate)

cw: none

author notes: will make another one for venti, heizou and aether if this blows up! (+small fic in scara's part)

KAZUHA

tucks loose strands of your hair

Kazuha gently tucks the loose strands of your hair behind your ear once he notices it falling off your face, his calloused fingers grazing your face as he cups it in his palm, his thumb softly caressing your cheek. Leaning into his touch, you muster the courage to meet his gaze, captivated by his stunning crimson eyes and the love reflected in them. His smile deepens, warmed by the trust you show in allowing yourself to be this vulnerable with him. Unbeknownst to him, this tender gesture has become instinctive, a habit etched into his very being whenever he sees you. He can’t help it; he’s completely head over heels. You, however, notice the pattern and smile to yourself, recalling the countless times he’s done this. You grasp his wrist, savoring the warmth of his hand on your cheek and the intimacy of the moment.

XIAO

holds your hand when you least expect it

You and Xiao had spent the night in your apartment’s living room, the soft glow of the moon and the TV lighting up your faces. For the past thirty minutes, he’d been focused on his phone while you leaned against his shoulder, your hands resting beside his. Engrossed in a K-drama, you suddenly felt his fingers intertwining with yours, which were resting on the cushy sofa. You glanced over at Xiao who sat beside you, but he remained fixated on his screen, not meeting your gaze. Shrugging it off, you returned your attention to the show. Sensing he had neglected you, Xiao tightened his grip on your fingers, his thumb gently caressing your knuckles. It was his way of reassuring you, silently letting you know that — "hey, i'm here. don't think im uninterested."

SCARAMOUCHE

makes spotify playlists for you

Scaramouche had always been the type to listen to music anytime and anywhere, even before you two established your relationship. He claimed, “Music helps me express feelings I can’t put into words”—his words, not yours. Despite this, he would never be caught dead listening to sappy love songs, insisting they “weren’t his type” or were “just cringe.” But what you witnessed today suggested otherwise. After finishing a meal for the two of you, you found Scaramouche on his phone, AirPods in, quietly jamming to his own selection. It wasn’t until you called him for dinner that he finally paused the music. “I made you Unagi Chazuke—your favorite!” you said excitedly, beaming at him. He removed his AirPods, set his phone next to his bowl, and headed for the fridge. That’s when you noticed an open Spotify playlist titled “i like u,” with the description “sorry I never meant to.” Curious, you reached for his phone, thinking, ‘A little peek wouldn’t hurt.’ As you scrolled through the playlist, you recognized many of the song titles, mostly in the love song genre. This was surprising since Scaramouche had always claimed to avoid such songs. You continued scrolling until you heard a thud on the counter. Turning, you saw Scaramouche standing there, his face flushed, looking as if he had seen a ghost. “What’s wrong, babe?” you asked, holding his phone. Suddenly, it clicked in your mind—was the playlist about you?

Heat spread across Scaramouche’s face as he glared at you, contemplating whether now was the time to reveal the truth. “Okay… about that playlist,” he finally said, his voice low as he rubbed the back of his neck, “yes, it’s about you.” You couldn’t help but giggle, walking over to him and wrapping your arms around him, then playfully pinching his cheeks. “You’re so cute, you know that?” you teased as he tried to swat your hands away. “Hey, stop tha—” Before he could finish, you silenced him with a soft kiss, and he melted into it. Pulling away to catch your breath, you laughed at his shy expression. “Let’s eat now,” you said, moving to grab some utensils while he tried to collect himself.

[philistiniphagottini]

Take Me in Your Arms Part 2

Thank you to everyone who helped me come up with this second list. I appreciate the help and the love that you have shown to this silly little series. I really hope you enjoy the second part. Comments and reblogs would be highly appreciated if you want me to do a third part :D

cw. fluff, established relationships, gender neutral reader, chubby reader, minors DO NOT interact

Featuring: Topaz, Wriothesley, Zhongli, Boothill, Aalto, Yinlin, Gepard, Jiyan & Xiao

Part 1

Topaz:

Topaz invited you to morning tea, consisting of hot drinks and expensive, delicious pastries. You joined her everyday around the same time, without fail. You found her sitting at the table, a piping hot cup of tea in one hand while she looked at the digital tablet placed in front of her. Without even casting a cursory glance in your direction, she pats the empty spot beside her, inviting you to sit down and join her for your regular tea time break. You accepted her cordial invite and went to sit next to the empty spot beside her, completely missing the mischievous little smirk that painted her lips when you looked away from her. A small squeak was wrenched from your plush lips as she snagged her arm around your plump waist and drew you into her warm lap, your thick thighs draped over hers as she held you close. 

“Topaz” you sputter, swallowing around the nervous lump in your throat as you squirm in her lap. “I’m too heavy to be sitting on you.”

Topaz shot you an incredulous look. “Nonsense” she scoffed. “You’re not heavy at all.”

Her words made your cheeks burn with the force of a raging sun and you struggled to come up with a coherent response, pressed so close to her that you could smell the scent of her flowery perfume lingering on her skin. Her grip around your soft waist was firm, indicating that she wasn’t going to relinquish her hold on you easily as she reached for one of the delicious cakes sitting by its lonesome on the table. 

“These treats are delicious, you have to try them.”

She offered it to you, holding the sweet treat against your lips until you were tempted to have a bite. You spent the rest of the morning like that, having Topaz feed you delicious cakes while you sat pretty in her lap. Numby eventually decided to crawl into your lap, allowing you the honour of pampering him with ear scratches and chin rubs as you enjoyed your snack time with your girlfriend. 

Wriothesley:

You were sitting in Wriothesley’s office while he filled out a stack of paperwork. You were sitting on his couch, flipping through a fantasy novel while the phonograph softly played music to fill the void of silence. Your fingers tapped along the spine of the book to the gentle sway of the music. You were so engrossed in your reading that you didn’t notice that Wriothesley had stopped writing until you were engulfed in his shadow. You paused in your reading, casting your wide, doe eyes up to him with a hint of curiosity sparkling in their depths. A small smile played on his lips as he politely bowed before you, a hand placed over his heart as he offered his other hand out to you.

“May I have this dance?” he asked, a hint of playfulness to his voice. 

Your cheeks felt warm as you awkwardly cleared your throat. “I have two left feet” you explained. “I’ve never been taught a proper waltz.”

Wriothesley’s patient smile still tugged at the corners of his lips as he wriggled his fingers, trying to entice you to take his hand. “I can teach you. Just stand on my feet and I’ll do the rest.”

His suggestion makes you quickly shake your head from side to side, a timid look passing over your features as you shyly avert your gaze. “I’ll just squish your toes” you lamented. “I’m too heavy.”

The despondent tone of your voice only makes him worry. With the patience of a saint, he slowly reaches for your hands, making you drop your book as he wraps his large hands around your wrists and pulls you to your feet. Your surprised squeal quickly pivots into warm laughter bubbling up your throat as Wriothesley twirls your plump figure in a circle, strong arms catching you around your plump waist and pulling you closer until your chests are touching. You have to crane your neck back to look up at him, his ice blue eyes glimmering like crystals as he stares back at you. His thick arms wrap around your soft waist as he easily lifts you and hoists you until your feet are planted firmly on top of his. You shuffle awkwardly, scared that you’re too heavy to be standing on top of his toes like this but Wriothesley casts all doubt from your mind.

“You’re not a burden. Just follow my lead. You’ll be fine.” 

His strong arms squeeze your plump waist as you reach up and coil your arms around his neck, fingers tangling in the baby hairs lining the nape of his neck as he leads you in a close, intimate dance. His heavy boots tap rhythmically against the floor as he slowly dances with you along to the soft melody, a smile playing on his lips as the tension slowly eases from your shoulders. Your soft body squishes under his touch as he spins you in place, eliciting a warm smile from your soft features. Only for you to erupt with laughter as he suddenly dips your body before wrenching you upright once more. 

“See look at that, you’re a natural” Wriothesley chimes as he spins you once more. 

You hum softly, eyes occasionally glancing at the placement of your feet. “It’s because you’re a good teacher.”

Wriothesley softly snorts in response, holding you closer as you both indulge in the dance just a little longer. 

Zhongli: 

You were dead tired after a long, hard day at work. A warm bath soaking in essential oils was a welcome treat and you simply melted into a warm puddle of goo as you relaxed your weary, plump body in the warm waters. Zhongli joined you as well, but not in the tub. Instead, he sat by the porcelain rim, helping to wash and detangle your hair of any knots. He even helped wash your back as you recounted the day's events, his deep voice calm and soothing to your ears as he washed your hair of any remaining soap suds. 

“And the worst part?” you added at the end of your story. “I get to do it all again tomorrow.”

A warm chuckle breezed past Zhongli’s lips, his rich voice sending a pleasant tingle down your spine as he carded his fingers through your damp hair. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the side of your temple and making you purr in content as the firm touch of his hands eased the aches and pains in your sore muscles. 

“You’ll survive, dear” he replied. “You’re strong.”

You lapped up his attention eagerly, practically glowing with content. You soaked in the tub for a little longer, only considering getting out when your skin started to prune from being in the water for so long. Zhongli noticed too and he stood up to fetch your towel, his voice echoing off the tiled walls as it cut through the wisps of steaming stemming from your bath. 

“I believe it's time for you to get out now, dear.”

You hummed in agreement as Zhongli’s shadow fell over you, small ripples dancing along the water’s edge as you tucked your knees closer to your chest. It wasn’t that you were reluctant to get out, but your legs felt like the consistency of jelly and you didn’t know if you’d be able to stand without some semblance of pain lancing through your nerves. 

“I don’t think I can get up” you said. 

You were only half joking. You really weren’t sure. You still weren’t keen on getting out. But Zhongli did not scold or reprimand you, telling you that you were exaggerating or rolling his eyes at your antics. He pursed his lips as he hummed thoughtfully, the sleeves of his crisp white shirt rolled past his elbows to expose the gold and amber engraved into his strong arms. 

“Then I’ll just pick you up myself.”

You only just registered his words as he reached into the tub, arms looping under your armpits when he was suddenly lifting you. With a surprised squeak you followed his movements, standing on shaky legs only to have them swept out from underneath you in the next instance. Your head was slightly dizzy as your plump thighs rested over Zhongli’s arm, the other looped around your soft middle as he effortlessly lifted you out of the tub, water sloshing and spilling over the lip of the tub to wet the tiled floor below. You knew Zhongli was strong and he had picked you up several times before, but it never failed to make you swoon when he handled you like your weight was not a burden to him. You were dripping wet in his arms but he didn’t seem to mind the contact of your soft body as he placed you down on an old, wooden chair that was seated in the corner of the bathroom. You were only shivering for a few, brief seconds before Zhongli wrapped your big, fluffy towel around your plump body, placing another on top of your head as he assisted you with drying your hair.

You stayed nice and still for him as he ran the towel through your hair, massaging his fingers through the damp strands as he scratched a pleasant itch along your scalp. You peeked up at him beneath the towel once he was done, a little smile dancing on your lips as your eyes shimmered with amusement. He cocked his head to the side, waiting patiently for you to speak.

“Can you carry me back to bed too?” you asked.

It was more of a suggestion. A hopeful suggestion. And to your delight Zhongli nodded along, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.

“I can do that, little love.”

Boothill:

You noticed that you had been gaining weight recently. And that revelation made you feel miserable. Boothill started to notice your shift in mood as well. It was particularly concerning to your cyborg space cowboy when he noticed you picking at your food one day, a sullen look weighing down your features as you poked and prodded your food with the tip of your fork. He was sure he hadn’t seen you take a bite yet.  

“What’s wrong, darling?” Boothill asked, mechanical voice whirring with concern from the other side of the table.

Your gaze flickered over to him, the chair he was sitting in creaking when he leaned forward. You shook your head as your gaze travelled back to your plate of food. 

“It’s nothing” you denied, voice despondent. 

“Ah fiddlesticks, don’t say it ain’t nothing darl. You’ve barely touched your food. Come on, you can tell ol’ Boothill what’s got you so down in the dumps.”

So you tell him. You lament to him how you’ve noticed your recent weight gain and how it is making you feel miserable. You can’t bring yourself to eat. Food doesn’t bring you joy anymore. Eating just means you’re going to gain more weight. Boothill only interjects when you start comparing yourself to other people who have perfect, flawless bodies and how you could never hope to achieve something like that.

“Hold up doll” Boothill said, brows pinched together in a fierce look. “Has anyone been saying something about your weight? Because I’ll go and get the muddlefudger and give ‘em a real good shake down.”

And you reply that no, no one has been saying anything to your face about it. But Boothill could still see the sadness lingering in your stare and it made him draw you into his arms. You resist at first when he tugs on your wrists, but with enough gentle coaxing you get up from your seat and make your way over to Boothill. You fall into his lap as he loops an arm around your plump waist, his other metal hand resting on your back as you balance yourself on his knee. 

“Hey sweet pea, you’re not doing yourself any favours by stressing about it” Boothill said, his voice soft. 

You hummed in response, still weepy eyed and looking miserable. It only made Boothill want to coddle you further. He tipped your chin in his direction, the cold bite of his metal fingers on your warm skin only stinging briefly before the cool touch started to heat up from the warmth of your skin. 

“Now I know I could tell you not to worry about it until the cows come home and you’ll think I’m full of hogwash. But you’re the prettiest person I know and ain’t nothing gonna change that. It doesn’t matter to me if you gained a little weight. Hell, you need me to pick you up like last time and prove that I can still toss you around?”

His words eventually started to sink in the more he talked and that last part made you snort a little. Boothill was beaming that he finally was able to at least make you smile a fraction. He squeezed your soft waist, running his hand along the ridges of your spine as you settled more comfortably in his lap. 

“Come on darl. You’ve got to eat. And if you’re still upset about all this later? We’ll work something out, I promise.”

Aalto

You had been feeling down a bit lately and Aalto started to notice your sullen mood. When he asked you what was wrong one day, on a warm spring day where the flowers were just starting to bloom once more, you told him what was wrong. 

“I think I’ve been gaining weight again” you lamented, eyes downcast and shy as you avoided looking at your boyfriend. 

A thoughtful hum stirred in the back of Aalto’s throat as he peered at you beneath the rim of his sunglasses. “Are you sure? Here, let me check.”

You barely register his words in your head, a soft “huh?” falling from your parted lips as Aalto waltzed over to you, wrapped his arms around your plump waist and lifted you up. You barely had time to brace yourself, hands scrambling for purchase on his sturdy shoulders as he held you aloft with ease, arms hugged tight around your soft waist as he flashed you a cheeky grin. 

“Nah, you weigh the same to me” Aalto replied. “Light as a feather.”

A soft snort stirred in the back of your throat and you started to smile at his goofy attitude. Aalto was obviously impressed with himself, preening under your attention as you fondly shook your head, rotten thoughts dispelled as you pinched his cheeks until they were cherry red. 

“You’re such a charmer” you playfully bit. “And a bit of a dork.”

Aalto playfully wriggled his eyebrows as you cupped his warm cheeks. “Yeah, but I’m your dork, hun.”

You couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him stupid.

Yinlin

Yinlin’s lap is reserved for you and you alone. Whenever you’re having a particularly bad day or whenever you start complaining that you’re just a tad too heavy, she’s immediately pulling you to her lap to coddle you. She babies you a little as she wraps her arms around your plump waist and balances you on her knees. She means well as she pinches your chubby, round cheeks between her fingers and tugs until you are smiling at her, giggling shyly as you playfully swat her hands away. Yinlin is good at weaving her words, validating your feelings and making you feel desired despite your complex relationship with your body image and weight. You feel pleasant tingles run along your spine as her fingers dance along your back, drawing soothing patterns into your body as she gives your soft waist a squeeze. 

“Don’t beat yourself up, sweet thing” she coos. “I think you’re perfect, just the way you are. And no one can tell you otherwise. Not even you sweetie.”

You give her a bashful smile and nod, playing with the long strands of vibrant red hair as you silently start to knot braids into the silky smooth wisps, making yourself comfortable as Yinlin let you stay in her lap for a little while longer. 

Gepard

You were running through the streets of Belobog, very, very late to a meet up with Serval. You were hoping, praying, that you weren’t going to be scolded for your tardiness as you rushed through the streets, dodging and weaving past people as you rushed to her workshop. Unfortunately for you, just as you reached the front door, you slipped on some ice in your haste, the heels of your boots making a terrible, shrieking noise that grated against your ears as you skidded. But fortunately for you, you ran straight into Gepard just as he left his sister’s workshop and if it wasn’t for his quick thinking, you would have smashed your face into the pavement. 

Your head was spinning as Gepard caught you and saved you from a nasty fall, his strong arms wrapped tight around your plump waist as he held you aloft and completely halted your momentum. You swear you went cross eyed from the abrupt stop, your gut lurching and you felt like you were about to choke on the raggard breath that got lodged in your throat. You were panting like you were currently fighting for your life, your legs aching something fierce from having sprinted all the way from the other side of Belobog just to get here. You groaned in pain and squirmed in Gepard’s hold.

“Woah easy there” he said, arms squeezed tight around your soft waist as he continued to hold you. “Slow down and take a deep breath.”

You were both stunned from what just happened and unbeknownst to you, Serval was snickering at you both from the doorway, subtly reaching for her phone to take a sneaky picture of you two both in the moment. You absentmindedly pat Gepard’s arm as he helps to put you the right way up, yet he still refused to let you go easily as he examined you head to toe for any sign of injury.

“Are you alright?” he asked. “Are you hurt?”

You shook your head. “I’m fine, Gepard. Thanks for catching me.”

“You need to be careful. You shouldn’t be running through the streets like that” Gepard lightly reprimanded. 

You opened your mouth to say something but you swallowed your words when you realised that he was still holding you off the ground in his big, strong arms. It was like your weight meant nothing to him and you were starting to swoon from the sight. Your head was spinning again for a different reason. 

“Um, hey Gepard?” you asked, interrupting his small tirade about safety as you timidly licked your lips. “Can you please put me down?”

It took a long moment before Gepard realised just exactly how he was holding you and that you were a tad flustered because of it. He immediately apologised, stumbling over his words as he carefully placed your feet back on the ground. You hummed in appreciation, sparing him a sheepish smile as you straightened your clothes out. Serval snickered from the doorway again, a little louder this time and you both heard it this time as she playfully waved her phone, the screen displaying the awkward moment in clear, high pixel resolution. She crowed about it the entire week, calling you the cutest couple she had ever laid her eyes upon.

Jiyan

“Is something the matter?” Jiyan asked. 

His question caught you off guard and the first thing to fall from your mouth was a very undignified:

“Huh?”

He’s not perturbed by your response. He actually thinks it’s a little endearing the way you had been caught in a seemingly peaceful daydream as you blinked owlishly up at him, the flutter of your lashes over your round, chubby cheeks an adorable sight that he smiled fondly at. He politely cleared his throat and started again. 

“I’ve noticed you stealing glances at me for quite some time now” he explained. “Is everything alright?”

You feel your cheeks get warm under his soft gaze and you can’t help but fiddle with the flaking skin around your nails as a small distraction. You obviously hadn’t been subtle enough with the longing glances you had sent his way, staring at him for longer than was probably appropriate but given how intimate you already were with the General, he didn’t take offence to it. It looked like you had something on your mind as he patiently waited for you to carefully pick the words out of your brain and form a coherent response. 

“I was just thinking…” you started. “I…have a request.”

You stole another glance at him, feeling your cheeks get hotter by the second as you squirmed on the spot and let your thoughts come tumbling out. 

“I…Can you-Could you please pick me up in your arms?”

Jiyan stared at you in mild surprise, the request not at all what he was expecting. Before he even got the chance to respond, you immediately cut him off, waving your hands in the air as you tried to swat the words out of the air and dismiss the request. 

“I’m sorry, that probably sounded a little weird. It’s just I let my thoughts wander but you don’t have to do it if you’re not comfortable” you rambled, going off on a tangent like you needed to give a satisfactory explanation for your behaviour. “Just ignore it, I know it’s a strange request and you-”

You only stop short when you realize Jiyan was standing right in front of you and bundling you into his arms without a second thought. You squeaked loudly, every muscle in your body locking up as Jiyan easily picked you up in a bridal carry, your plump legs thrown over his arm while he hooks the over around your soft waist. You stared up at him in a daze, words stuck in your throat as you stared at his handsome face as he offered you a kind smile.

“Like this?” he asked. 

You swallowed the nervous lump in your throat as you started to nod your head vigorously in agreement. He made it look so effortless and you felt weightless being held in his arms like this; a complete dream come true.

Xiao

“Are you coming?” Xiao called down at you from atop the roof of Wangshu Inn.

You nodded in response as you slowly climbed the winding branches interwoven throughout the humble inn. Dusk was just settling in and tonight was going to be a clear night. Perfect for sitting under the stars and gazing at them for hours on end. A small huff puffed passed your plump lips as you reached for the next branch, pulling yourself up as you neared the shingled rooftops. Xiao stared down at you from above, his lips pressed into a tight, thin line as he took keen observation over your footfalls. You insisted that you could climb up here yourself and that Xiao didn’t need to use his teleporting capabilities to whisk you up. It was partial because whenever he did use that ability on you, it left you feeling nauseous for several, terrible minutes. 

He was only able to stand watching you clamber up for barely a minute before he vaulted over the edge and decided to help you up himself. It’s not that you couldn’t do it by yourself, you were capable. It’s just he couldn’t think of all the possible cuts and splinters you would get, blemishes on your soft body that he highly adored. The thought irked him enough that he decided to help you the rest of the way. He wordlessly landed beside you and before you could get a word out, Xiao wrapped his arms around your plump waist and hoisted you up before he took a mighty leap and landed back on the rooftop. 

Your head was spinning but in a pleasant way as Xiao slowly lowered you back down until you were standing back on your feet. You offered him a shy smile, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. 

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

The sunset was gorgeous from where you were standing and as you admired the view, Xiao gently grabbed your wrist and guided you to sit down. Only for you to fall into his lap as he purposefully tugged you down on top of him until you were firmly seated on top of his legs. You figured Xiao must have been in a good mood if he was being so bold with you and the thought made you feel a little warm and fuzzy on the inside. He silently wrapped his arms around your soft waist once more, tugging you closer as he hooked his chin on your shoulder and watched the sunset with you.

[starcharmed]

"Nothing's New"

In which your partner is never going to pay attention to you, because they’re too focused on their dead lover

Bell’s notes: “writer bell goes too far with this fic-” im /j no ones gonna say that, angst powers pls work tho, like im asdlkfjawel;fjsd;jf;lska, i cant write dude, let me like, plan this out in my head before writing nonsense, LIKE BRO, feral over angst LORD, 100k likes and you get part 2 /jjjj, growling i love angst, MWHAHAHA, sorry ely, yuka, mhie, snob, and zee if you read this 😔😔😔, i listened to “IT Girl” while writing this 😋, got carried away with Ayato’s part oopsies, i believe Guizhong for the ladies but whatever 😔😔😔, cut out Wanderer & Childe in the end because i’m TIRED, not proofread

Story details: Ayato lowkey a bitch, scratch that highkey, reader has self-doubt, Neuvilette doesn’t mean to be mean he just ISSS, GUIZHONG DID NOTHING STOP MAKING HER THE ONE IN BLAME IN THESE ZHONGLI SCENARIOS, oh and I couldn’t be bothered with Xiao’s part like a quarter through he’s such a flexible yet straight character, it’s the way you can tell when I got lazy with each part, chance Xiao & Zhongli are gonna be ooc as i’ve never written anything but short headcanons for them before

Characters & Triggers: Ayato, Neuvilette, Xiao, & Zhongli;  reader has self-doubt, mention of death, mention of martial neglect

Reader details: female reader in Ayato’s part is explicit. female reader in Neuvilette’s part can be interpreted with the way you read it. the other parts, however, shouldn’t have a specified reader type. reader’s personality, race/ethnicity, height, physical descriptions, or anything of the sort is not mentioned. if anything is let me know and i’ll edit it. 

Ayato: No surprise the Yashiro Commissioner doesn’t pay attention to his new wife, the one that he didn’t marry first. You knew that he didn’t love you, and most likely never would because you were, in fact, the second pick. Actually, it was probably in the hundreds based on the amount of marriage arrangement offers Ayato had gotten considering he was one of the biggest figures in Inazuma. It didn’t matter, but he most likely picked you because your clan was a small one to put it lightly, so he most likely chose it, and you, because it wouldn’t be a hassle with the press. But of course, he would choose the person and clan that seemed, “easy”. It hurt seeing some of the people’s sympathetic stares, such as Ayaka’s, Thoma’s, and a few of the older women working in the estate. You got used to the lack of greeting from Ayato when he got off work, the lack of warmth beside you at night. You found it hilarious, although you were hysteric at the time as you had just found out that Ayato was off that day and neglected to see you, that he never, ever laid down in the same bed as you. It doesn’t matter no matter how hard you work around the estate, how long you sit up doing his work, which you soon quit once he yelled at you like a homeless dog, or even the distinct flower you made out of one of Ayato’s favorite sweets that he ignored. Not even a glance at your general direction, either. After a while, you decided to do some digging on his past wife, only to find out that she was in fact near perfect. Perfect reputation, perfect everything, to put it shortly. Shortly after asking Ayaka what happened to her, by pulling the sad, guilty wife card, you found out she was a victim of an assassination attempt that turned into a success. Of course, Ayato and his perfect wife would only be torn apart by death. It was poetic, and it made you sick. So what were you to do but endure the slow torture that you and Ayato’s marriage was? After all, nothing you could do could change how he felt about you. 

Neuvillette: The famous hydro dragon, at least to those who knew his ‘secret’. His past lover, unfortunately, died before him, no doubt to his immortality. Of course, you would soon die, maybe in a few decades but, hey, it wasn’t like he would miss you. You could only wait awake at night as Neuvillette went to fix himself his own meal, despite you staying up to cook him one and await for his return from work. It’s not that was the only time he never paid attention to you, after all the man had most likely been grieving his wife for centuries at this point in time. So what were you to do besides stay and watch this man be emotionally constipated around you? Why did he even marry you in the first place, then? It couldn’t be because his past wife resembled you, and it certainly wasn’t because you both acted the same. Was it because he needed someone to cling to? I mean, you weren’t exactly someone who seemed to not fit the criteria of a compassionate co-worker who would comfort Neuvillette in his times of distress. Did Neuvilette only come to you because you were his way of grieving? It would make partial sense, to cling to the nearest piece of comfort to help with the pain of loss. It made you feel like nothing but an object meant for his emotional wants, but in reality, that’s all you ever are and will ever be to him. 

Xiao: The famous adeptus long ago, had someone close to him. Shame they fell to waste during the archon wars, along with the other adepti. It was no surprise that everyone familiar with Liyue stories knew about the two of them together, which unfortunately included you. It didn’t pain you that much until your oh-so-loveable boyfriend got distracted by two kids playing with a Xiao lantern and one of her. After that, it only devolved into more. The lack of visits to your room in the inn, the lack of responses whenever you left your little notes for him near your meet-up place, and the extreme lack of thank-you-notes whenever you left Xiao almond tofu. It didn’t matter that you started to skip and completely ignore doing all of these things just to see if he would notice because the adeptus failed to appear in your room just to check in to see if you were okay. This behavior was unlike him, at least in the sense of him completely ignoring you. The only answer you could think of, that logically made sense, of course, was that he was reminded of his past loved one because of the run-in with the lanterns you two had while out in Liyue. So in terms, he seemed to disconnect with you because of the memories of his past significant other? You knew the adepti didn’t die peacefully, you could tell that much from the stories, so it wouldn’t be surprising if that also applied to Xiao’s past lover. There was nothing you could do about it though, because if you knew Xiao, he wouldn’t talk about her to you nor push her aside for you.

Zhongli: Guizhong. Of course, you were familiar with the name, everyone in Liyue was. Everyone might be a stretch considering the visitors and children, but the point’s been made. Morax and Guizhong were close. Close in a sense of possibly having relationship affairs but that was only explicit to you because of the way your lover would glace at glaze lilies. You couldn’t call him your lover, could you? Not with the way he would hum to the glaze lilies, the way his eyes would also drift away from you whenever you talked as you took strolls through Guilu Plains, and the way he would opt to tell stories of specific tales of his time as Morax, ones that included Guizhong in some way. It got to the point where you had to make up tasks that you had to do daily just to get away from the walks you two took, not to hear the different-yet-similar stories of Morax and totally not Guizhong. It was childish of you to be doing so, you had yourself convinced, as you couldn’t blame Guizhong for any of it. She had no part of this besides well, besides being your number one stressor for the past few weeks. It was tiring yet somehow for the sake of not wanting a glare or side-eye from Zhongli about his stories, which you never thought you’d get that tired of hearing, you kept your mouth shut, despite how hard it was. You knew it would only take so much more, though, before you said something about it. 

[shizuturnspages]

Hii❣️

I love all your works! I only found your account recently and I love it so so much! Thank you for doing this for all of us!

If you don't mind, can I request (separate) Yandere head annoys for Xiao and Cyno. No pressure if you can't, but if t you can thank you so much in advance!

❤️❤️❤️

Oh, you’re too sweet! I live for this chaos, so of course, I’ll hook you up with some yandere headcanons for Xiao and Cyno. These two are already intense in their own ways, and dialling that up into yandere territory? Chef’s kiss. Let’s dive in!

Yandere Xiao

❥ Xiao doesn’t like sharing, not even a little. If someone dares to get too close, you’ll see that sharp, cold glare, and they’ll feel the weight of his silent warning. “You shouldn’t trust them,” he’ll say, his voice low and almost trembling—not out of fear, but anger at the thought of someone taking you away. He won’t hesitate to scare people off, and if they persist? Well, let’s just say Xiao’s adept at making problems disappear. Permanently.

❥ Xiao’s approach to keeping you close isn’t openly violent—it’s subtle and guilt-inducing. He’ll remind you of the pain he’s endured, how you’re his only solace in a world of suffering. “You’re the reason I haven’t succumbed to the darkness,” he’ll say, looking at you with those hauntingly beautiful eyes. It’s not a threat, but it’s heavy, binding, and impossible to ignore.

❥ He doesn’t mean to trap you, but Xiao’s paranoia runs deep. He’ll insist on keeping you far away from crowds, whispering about the dangers of the world. He truly believes he’s doing what’s best for you, even as his presence starts to feel like a cage. “You don’t need them,” he says softly. “I’m all you’ll ever need.”

❥ His obsession comes with a self-destructive edge. He’s terrified his karmic debt will hurt you, so he keeps himself at arm’s length—but only physically. Mentally? He’s always there, his thoughts consumed by you, his every action driven by the need to keep you safe. And if he ever feels you slipping away? That fear might just drive him over the edge.

Yandere Cyno

❥ Cyno’s yandere streak stems from his sense of justice—he genuinely believes he’s protecting you, even when his methods are extreme. He’s the kind of guy who’ll eliminate threats with a calm, methodical precision, then look you in the eye and say, “They were dangerous. You’re safer now.” It’s not up for debate; he knows what’s best for you, and you’re going to see that, whether you like it or not.

❥ Cyno doesn’t get jealous often, but when he does? Run. He won’t lash out at you—it’s not your fault, after all—but whoever dared to steal your attention? They’re done. He’ll make sure they regret even looking your way. And when he’s done, he’ll come back to you with that same calm demeanour, acting like nothing happened. “Don’t worry about it. I took care of everything.”

❥ Cyno has rules, and he expects you to follow them. He doesn’t cage you physically, but he controls your environment—who you meet, where you go, and what you do. If you challenge him, he won’t raise his voice; he’ll just tilt his head, that dangerous glint in his eyes as he says, “Why would you go against me? Don’t you trust me to keep you safe?”

❥ Cyno’s obsession has a unique twist—he jokes about it. His humour can be unsettling, a mix of genuine affection and ominous undertones. “You know,” he’ll say with a rare smile, “if anyone tries to take you away from me, I’d have to enforce some very... permanent laws.” You laugh nervously, but deep down, you know he’s not entirely kidding.

[r4izx]

Special things they only do with you <3

includes: itto, xiao, chongyun, cyno

x gn!reader

itto

• he would let you win during beetle fights.

• itto hates losing, that's a given. but he would let you win for as long as you want!!

• he let's you win on purpose and even gives you his most precious onikabutos.

• well, at some point you eventually realize what he's doing. but you don't stop him. he's too adorable.

"...AGAIN?! You won again! How many rounds has it been!? I'm supposed to be the pro one here! But, hah! after all, it's you were talking about. Of course the one and oni's one and only y/n would win!"

xiao

• he would make flower crowns, necklaces, and bracelets out of qingxin for you <3

• he mostly guards liyue from high places even though he doesn't need to anymore. but that just means he has more free time now.

• enough free time to collect qingxin flowers for you!!!

• and he turns all those qingxin to accessories for you. he has enough flowers for a bouquet.

• where'd he learn all that? don't know. perhaps from cloud retainer? madame ping? or maybe even from ver goldett. but he definitely learned it just for you.

"... Have this. ...for you? ...yes it's for you. Ugh!... D-don't think much about it! I just happened to come across qingxin flowers and have free time."

chongyun

• he would share his popsicle sticks with you.

• when both of you are going out, and it seems too sunny. he gives you a popsicle stick from who knows where he summons it from.

• he doesn't really do this often. but you're a special case. he voluntarily offers his snack with you.

• another thing is that he carries more popsicle sticks when he's around you specifically. and it's not only because he wants to share them with you-- but also because being around you gives him a warm, stuffy feeling. he's worried that at any time his yang energy might go out of control with how high his temperature is around you.

" ...It's quite sunny today. H-here.. Take it. I figured-- you might be feeling hot. Let's take a break and cool down a bit."

cyno

• he lets you have his most prized TCG cards.

• it may not be a big deal for others but it is for him. he doesn't mind if you're the one who keeps it though.

• seeing you win with the cards he gave you makes him happy enough as if he was the one who won.

• he originally gave his cards because he felt bad for you losing with... those cards of yours. but you've surprisingly gotten better at TCG. with his help of course.

" ...Have it. Don't lose again with this. Who knows, maybe you'll get good enough to have a game with me."

[alk4li]

“TEA CUPS—

ZHONGLI is the type of guy who has a tea cup collection

ZHONGLI is type of guy that commissions custom tea cup sets

ZHONGLI is the type of guy that has a closet full of tea leaves and tea cups

ZHONGLI is the type of guy that is offended by bad tea etiquette

ZHONGLI is the type of guy that gets agitated when someone breaks his tea cups

ZHONGLI is the type of guy that hides his tea cup collection from venti

ZHONGLI is the type of guy that has conversations with ningguang about the import of tea leaves

ZHONGLI is the type of guy that is probably a tea sommelier

[taintedtort]

hey, i love ur works. sorry if this is too specific but can you write about a reader with pots and passes out frequently? any characters you want

prompt ✧ when you pass out

characters ✧ xiao, kazuha, wanderer, albedo

warnings ✧ gn!reader, reader has pots

a/n ✧ i did some research before writing, but still sorry if i got anything wrong!

XIAO

✧ when you first passed out in front of him, he totally freaked out. you two were standing on the balcony and the heat got to you. he caught you, of course, but his heart dropped in the process. you weren’t out for long and when you woke you saw an extremely worried xiao holding onto you. it took you some time to convince him you were completely fine. he made you explain your entire diagnoses to him so he knows to look for symptoms or triggers.

"are you alright? what happened?!"

KAZUHA

✧ you first passed out while standing on the dock waiting for him. standing for so long had made your head fuzzy and body heavy, before you knocked out. a few bystanders saw and hurried over to check on you just as the boat was arriving. kazuha saw what was happening and rushed over, only to see you on the ground. instantly bee lined to pick you up. you woke up in his arms and he told you what happened, which led to you explaining that you had POTS. after that incident he makes sure to watch out for your triggers and is extra attentive to you in certain situations.

"you really worried me."

WANDERER

✧ he thought you were pranking him the first time. he knew you were dramatic a lot of the time so when you were constantly complaining about being thirsty and saying you were going to "dehydrate, like i’m seriously going to die" he wasn’t surprised when you fell forward in your seat. your head hit the table with a concerning noise and he went to scold you. picked your head up and felt your completely limp body and worried you had actually dehydrated and died. started shaking you and repeating your name, each one getting more desperate. when you woke up he yelled and demanded an explanation, so you told him your diagnoses and the triggers. he now is fully prepared to make a grab for you whenever you loose consciousness.

"you scared the hell out of me, seriously."

ALBEDO

✧ was very stunned when you arrived back at his house in dragonspine before passing out and hitting the floor. it took him a second to recover but he dropped whatever he was holding and rushed to you. his cold fingers touched your face as he called out to you. when you woke he let out a huge sigh of relief, and calmly asked you what happened. when you told him he was vet intrigued and asked you many follow up questions and started jotting stuff down. you weren’t sure for what, but you didn’t bother asking because you knew he’d brush it off. after that time he makes sure not to push your limits.

"how fascinating, and what did you say caused this particular incident?"

[d4vynn]

Knight!Xiao whose task is to protect you, the crown prince/princess until you ascend to the throne. He's pretty young- much younger than his comrades- but that doesn't make him any less of a royal guard.

Having been personally assigned to you by the king/queen, Xiao takes his duties seriously- he puts your safety above anything else as expected but sometimes it feels like he's doing it for personal reasons too.

"To be foolish enough to leave the castle without m- any guards..." The sounds of the festival bleed into the quiet alleyway where your guard has cornered you. He pulls your hood over your head with a stern tug. "Had something happened to you tonight, we would not have known until the morning."

There's something in the way he speaks. The uncharacteristic hint of desperation and impatience that weaves into his tone is unfamiliar and conflicting. His overprotectiveness is unbearable sometimes, but at the same time, you're a little flattered that he'd worry for you so much- considering how cold he has been to you lately.

He's a knight, it's his job to worry- you remind yourself with a twinge of disappointment.

"I just wanted to see the festival." You huff with a scowl. Weakly pulling away, you glare into his piercing irises then turn back to the golden lights stringed across the streets that glimmer dreamily. You can hear cheery laughter and melodies float into the air. "Father never lets me go out for festivals- 'it's for commoners,' he says. What if I want to see what life is like for the people I will eventually rule over?"

There's something in the silence that hangs in the air. It almost makes you want to take off running. It'd be difficult but with the size of the crowd you could lose him as long as you keep running. "I'm going, whether or not you like it! So if you want to--"

"I will accompany you tonight."

"-stop me then- wait what?"

Xiao sighs and tugs his own hood up and over his head. "I will accompany you," he repeats and takes you by the hand. "Only for tonight, and we will return before the sun comes up."

The defeated sigh he lets out is enough for you to grin.

Surprise makes way for giddiness, and you squeeze his hand tightly. "Really? Then what're we waiting for-? I saw a stall that sells almond tofu, I figured..."

He stops listening when you begin to ramble, too distracted by the way your hand fits perfectly in his. Something in his chest tugs and tugs and he lets himself be dragged around by you until you're satisfied.

As a knight, Xiao never slacks in his duty to protect you. But when it comes to your impulsive whims, he might make a few exceptions and indulge you, if only to see that dazzling smile on your face.

You've met prince Scaramouche once before during a visit to his kingdom for a diplomatic conference. Quiet and brooding in his mother's courtyard, you noticed how hesitant his maids were in approaching him.

In an effort to spark conversation, you approached him with a well-practices mile and greetings. What you hadn't expected was to end up patting the young prince's back consolingly as he vented about his younger sister always outshining him despite all of his efforts.

"It's so- it's so unfair!" He hisses, wiping furiously at his damp cheeks as you nod along. Scaramouche huffs and puffs as he continues to berate his sister as well as himself, cheeks red as he internally curses himself for showing a weak and vulnerable side of himself to an opposing prince/princess. "I don't care if you laugh- go on! Laugh at me, I don't care at all--"

There's pity in your eyes when you watch him break down, a young prince succumbing to the pressure of nobility leaves a bitter but familiar taste in your mouth. Memories of nights spent sobbing and along resurface to the forefront of your mind. How could you leave him like this? When you yourself had wished for someone to hear your cries and offer a shoulder?

His words die in his throat when a warmth envelops his torso, the smell of your perfume/cologne invading his senses as his hands reach to dig into the fabric of your clothes. Another wave of tears pool into his eyes and he spits insults and curses into your shoulder- yet he refuses to release you until his tears are dried and the sun has set.

You haven't spoken to the prince since that day. In fact, you don't think you've seen him at all. Something in the back of your mind tells you to find him, but it's a hopeless endeavor when even the maids cannot tell you.

It's the moment you're about to leave that he finally appears.

"I won't forget this," he says before you step into the carriage. The carriage that will take you home and away from him. Electric purple eyes glower into yours, an unspoken promise binding the two of you together.

The next time you meet prince Scaramouche, you're both significantly older. No longer is he the snobby, teary-eyed prince you remembered from your youth.

Taller, stronger and driven by emotion, he approaches you during a ball and takes your hand in his. Amidst the whispers that erupt throughout the room, he leans forward with a smug smile and proudly proclaims to make you his partner.

He had loved you since that day, and he promises to love you for the rest of your lives.

[ssseob]

to breathe you in

your boyfriend has such a pretty face, is letting you admire it too much to ask for?

- pairing: chongyun, xiao, ayato x gn!reader (seperate)

- warnings: audible ‘aweees’ came out of my mouth while amking this, i think that says enough, lowercase intended

note: I GOT XIAO TODAY ON 16 PITY!!!!!!!!!!! hu tao ur next.

- chongyun 

looking at chongyun was like breathing in the fresh scent of sea breeze; salty albeit bringing you solace. to you, he was the embodiment of alluring; reeling you in through his warm rays of light- his dorky charm.

while you were moving through every possible synonym of beautiful to exist, chongyun eyes you from his position at the counter, as he poured the blue-tinted liquid into the silicone mold- a tingling rush surged throughout his body; alerting his nerves to the strange feeling. knowing all too well that the sensation was just his body warning him that he was getting nervous, he abruptly stops the pouring- spilling the liquid on the counter.

“what's with your staring?” he asks, failing to hide nor acknowledge the rose tint painting his cheeks.

“what? can’t i admire my significant other without question?” perhaps it was the teasing whines emitting from your lips, or the confession that you were admiring him that made his body tense and subconsciously fix his posture.

“admire..? what exactly is there to admire?”

“you! you are the epitome of beauty chongyun, how could you ask such a stupid question?!”

stupid? was his question really all that stupid? last time he checked- he never seemed all that special…

“beauty..?” his brows only furrowed more when he watched your eyes light up.

“y-you’re like the sunshine on the first day of spring; you wake the flowers up from their deep slumber, making them the best versions of themselves! you are the clouds that surround celestia, the closest to heaven that I’ll ever get to! you’re- you’re… perfection!”

 before he knew it you were showering him with compliments unknowingly; rambling to get your point across, and he couldn’t help but smile lovingly at the sight of you putting your heart out on display just for him to see.

(more under cut!)

- xiao

- xiao

“quit your staring…”, xiao slightly stiffens at his tone; he really didn’t mean to say it so harshly.

“what’s a few seconds of staring”, you tease, drawing out the ‘g’ of your last word.

“you mortals are truly odd…” he shifts to stand up from the roof and teleports back down to the highest balcony of the inn, coming face to face with you.

he couldn’t help but blush at the sight of your eyes breathing in his; the way you searched for the sparkle that everyone ever denies was there. you saw beauty, tenderness and the raw emotion that everyone says he lacks. you drew him in as easily as a parent holding their arms out to their child; an offering of a hug, a feeling of warmth.

“c’mon xiao you’re asking the impossible if you expect me not to stare-”

“i-i never said you could never do it…”

xiao hates it, he hates how his heartbeat picks up after watching the tender smile that graces your angelic face.

“do you mind if i indulge you in your beauty?” you ask innocently, your eyes boring a shine he only wishes he could see for the rest of his years.

“tch.” although his words contradict his thoughts, he knows you know him all too well. this was confirmed when you continued your explanation.

since his time, xiao was never described to be a healer; even if he tried, chaos ensued wherever he went. the world was presented to him as a duty, and he had to attend to it, but then he found you. you were his opposite; a poet. you graced the world with your words- and your eyes that saw the beauty of all. most of all, you heal.

- ayato

it’s quite hard not to stare at ayato as he trains to wield his sword; he was far too beautiful to ignore, both inside and out. It’s hard to not give him any attention at all really.

you bask in his presence as if he's the sun, you sigh contently when around him like he's the feeling of a warm drink in your throat after a day in the cold and you take a piece of him with you every day like he's the sun who shines his reflection on the moon; giving a part of itself to show you off.

“darling, your staring”, it was an impressive sight, to say the least; how he was able to be so aware of his surroundings while focusing on the faux blade of his opponent in front of him.

“oh, y’know, just making fun of your form in my mind”, you retort, watching as he refuses to look your way but still gives you a smirk of acknowledgment.

“your lovestruck smile says otherwise”, and suddenly your hand flies up to your mouth, covering your lips that were in fact smiling.

“okay, I confess…” you assure sheepishly, trying to calm down the heat rising to your cheeks.

your embarrassing moment was then interrupted by ayato falling on his butt, groaning. you couldn’t help the snickers that came out of your mouth as you got up to help.

“ah, see if you hadn’t been staring I wouldn’t have fallen…”

“mhm, so it’s my fault? Apologies, my lord”, you tease, holding out a hand for him to take.

“precisely, you were so cute when you were staring that I couldn’t help but think of you”, he replies, taking your hand.

but instead of pulling himself up, he pulls you down, and now you were leaning dangerously close to his lips.

genshin mlist.

[autumnpens]

✧ sweet indulgence ✧

Characters ◦ Kazuha, Xiao, Venti, Heizou, Aether, Wanderer (anemo boys my beloved!!)

Warnings ◦ fluff, modern AU, Wanderer is referred to as Kuni, gn reader

Thoughts ◦ Idea from the candy necklace thing from a few months ago, which is when I wrote it, just never got around to posting it ;-; tell me if this is mischaracterized pls

Words ◦ 730

Kazuha-

Would notice the smell immediately, but not the origin

“Do you smell something sweet? Like.. hard candy?”

You turned him, giving him a smile before pulling a bit at the necklace

“..oh.”

“Do you want some?”

He blushed, avoiding your gaze

“You don’t have to take it off for me, it’s fine, don’t bother-“

“You can just.. bite it off you know”

Oh Archons help him, his poor chivalric heart is going into shock

You pulled the string off your neck and into the air, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable

He took the string, biting off a few pieces before placing it back on your neck

“You’re almost as red as your hair, are you okay?”

He nodded before thanking you for the candy, letting you resume your story from earlier while he quietly stewed in his embarrassment

Xiao-

Would notice it immediately- he knows every detail of your appearance, therefore notices anything out of place

“What is that?”

“Huh?”

“On your neck— a choker?”

“Oh, yeah! It’s made of candy. You want some?”

You didn’t have to ask twice, he was already tilting your head to the side and biting a piece off

He was very quiet and very red after, but thanked you for the candy nonetheless

You, for one, were also quite red

Instead of being quiet, though, you just started talking despite your flustered state, leading him to stare at you without you noticing

He had always liked seeing you talk

Venti-

Knows exactly what it is— what can he say, he’s online a lot

“Ooh, is that one of those candy necklaces? Can I have a piece?”

“Yeah, go for it.”

Takes it by the string and nibbles a piece off, but doesn’t pull away from you before leaving a quick peck on your neck and blowing air into your ear

“Ah- Venti!”

“Ehe~ Thanks for the candy!”

Heizou-

He’s a detective, he’s gonna notice it fast

“That’s a candy necklace, yes?”

“Mhm.”

Doesn’t even wait for you to ask if he can have any, he just goes in

Leaves the left side of your neck with the white string and a few small but quickly forming bruises

“Archons, you didn’t waste time there, did you?”

“You had planned that, didn’t you? You knew you’d see me and just wanted to be a show off, hm?”

“Either way, you fell for it.”

“How can I not when it’s you?”

You paused, heat creeping up your face. You had gotten progressively more flustered with your boyfriend before turning away, giving his shoulder a shove, which made him laugh at your state.

“Fine, you win”

Aether-

Gets very awkward about asking, summoning the courage for somewhere around an hour 

“Can I see your necklace?”

“Hm? Yeah, sure” You smiled, almost sending him into another panic

He’d dealt with countless terrifying situations with a stone-cold demeanor, but when it came to you, he was utterly defenseless

Takes the elastic between his fingers, biting a few pieces off and placing it gently back on your neck

He doesn’t pull away from you before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek, though

“Thank you.”

“You’re so red, Ae.” He gave you a sheepish smile, something that made your face about as red as his.

Wanderer-

Notices it quickly, just doesn't say anything

He's not a child, he doesn't need candy

It would be nice, though... especially coming from you

Thinks about asking a lot, never does—his gaze lingers, though

Internally kicks himself for it

"Kuni?"

That boy whips around so fast the moment his name falls from your lips

Looks like a lost puppy almost, at your side in an instant, yet quickly resumes his faked indifferent demeanor

"What do you want?"

"I was going to ask what you wanted. Is this what you've been looking at so much?" You asked, fidgeting with a piece on the string

"What do you mean? I look at you all the time."

"You do?"

Fuck. Well, he's just dug himself into a hole with this one.

Tries to play it off, fails miserably.

You offer him the candy anyway, with some teasing, and he takes it silently, a barely noticeable tinge of pink veiling his cheeks before he turns away, tilting his hat down to cover his now burning face as his hand slips into yours.

[scaranation]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open. So, if it's possible, could you write one with genshin boys (preferably Xiao, Kazuha, Thoma, Alhaitham, Heizou) with an asthmatic S/O? As an asthmatic, I'd appreciate it! I really love your writing so I hope you’d consider my request, have an awesome day!

dhhdjdjdhdj this is so late but i’m just working thru my requests…

as a non-asthmatic i tried my best w researching for this but i’m sorry if i made some mistakes 😭 i attempted to make it as accurate as possible tho !! thanks for submitting this <33

༊*·˚ 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

ft. Xiao, Kazuha, Thoma, Alhaitham, Heizou

Content: fluff, overprotective genshin men <3

XIAO

This man is STRESSED. As in, definitely more stressed about it than you are - he’d make sure you weren’t in discomfort at any time, always checking up on you both verbally and through his cautious observation. He isnt used to taking care of himself, much less anyone else, but he'd definitely put in his all.

Xiao would probably be even more careful because it wasn’t a visible threat. He could fight off hoards of enemies for you, but what could he do to your airways? When he shared this with you, you only laughed and told him to stop being dramatic. He’d literally act the same way men do about menstruation but with your asthma - he’s trying his best, you just need to give him some time.

He’d be so careful, too - even with something simple, he’d stress so much over it.

“Oh, are you out of breath… Um… Should I stop?”

“That’s what happens when people kiss, Xiao.”

If you showed any sign of exertion, Xiao would be at your side immediately, checking you over for any indicators of discomfort. It was as though even the slightest stutter in your breath could summon him from wherever he was - he’d appear next to you without his name ever having left your lips. You’d definitely feel very safe and looked after by him, although the care was a little clumsy and overly cautious at times. Xiao was simply so cute, always fretting over you. Who knew the conquerer of demons could react in this way?

KAZUHA

Kazuha is definitely pretty relaxed. When you told him you were an asthmatic, he’d just nod and ask a little about what that entailed. He wouldn’t press the matter, but he’d remember everything you said. All your preferences, your physical limits - Kazuha would quietly note them down in his memory, keeping a soft gaze on you.

If you ever had an asthma attack, Kazuha would calmly stay by your side - after all, two panicked people wouldn’t lead to a better situation. He’d gently pass you your inhaler, guiding you through breathing activities between murmured reassurances.

“You’re doing great.”

“You’ll be okay.”

He wouldn’t hesitate to call for help if your condition worsened, careful not to let his concern show as he flashed you a seemingly relaxed smile.

As a wayfarer who spent most of his time on a ship, Kazuha felt a little guilty for forcing you into this outdoor lifestyle. However, you insisted on being with him, and it was only natural for him to cater to your every need.

THOMA

Thoma is definitely on top of everything. As a housekeeper extraordinaire and possibly the most kind-hearted person in Inazuma, you’re definitely in safe hands.

He’d always make sure your inhaler was either with you or him, immediately forcing you to rest if you seemed even the slightest bit exhausted. He’s a people-pleaser for sure, and would do everything in his power to ensure your comfort.

“Ah, is the window too wide? I forgot it was spring - is the pollen annoying you?”

“Hm, the weather’s quite humid today. Would you rather I fetch the groceries instead? You don’t need to come along if you don’t want to.”

“Hold on, don’t come in. I just need to air out the kitchen for a moment - I’ve cooked dinner, but it is a little smokey in here.”

He’s the sweetest person alive, always considering you before anything else. He’d send for help immediately if you had an asthma attack - internally blaming himself for being unreliable - and stay with you the whole time, making sure you were okay.

ALHAITHAM

As soon as he was aware of your condition, Alhaitham would read up on every source related to it. He’d memorise everything meticulously - symptoms, triggers, relief - by the next day, Alhaitham would practically be an expert.

He does it because he cares about you, of course. It’s just that he doesn’t know how to check up on you like a normal person, so he does it methodically (much to your amusement).

“I understand we’re in a dry area, how is your breathing? Once we get to our next stop, I’ll run a test for nitric oxide. Ah, and I have your medications here too.”

“We’re exploring the desert, not having a health checkup. I’m fine.”

“Safety protocol comes first. Tell me immediately if you have respiratory difficulties.”

It was a little uncanny how pragmatic the man was when it came to your health, but he just didn’t know how else to express it. He wasn’t good at comforting people - Kaveh always told him he was too blunt and tended to make reassurances sound like insults - and so Alhaitham could only resort to practiced formality. It was almost funny, how his monotone contrasted the concern pooling in his eyes.

Alhaitham was determined, at any cost, to keep you safe and healthy. After all, he wanted to be the only thing that could take your breath away.

HEIZOU

Heizou is quite a character, and so, when you told him you were an asthmatic, he treated it like a mystery. The scientific method was common in criminal investigations, and he used those same steps in ensuring the comfort of his lover.

Heizou identified the problem (very self-explanatory) first, before forming a hypothesis to gauge your asthma triggers. Of course, you knew of a few, but he needed solid evidence without endangering you. Heizou would sharply observe whenever you appeared to be short of breath, having your inhaler at the ready as he formulated a list of potentially hazardous situations to avoid. Call him overcommitted, but he knew it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared.

Although, in theory, Heizou had mapped out every facet of your condition unique to you, he’d be at a slight loss when you actually had an asthma attack. In fact, anyone would think he was the asthmatic, with the erratic way he’d start hyperventilating in panic alongside you.

“I didn’t draw a conclusion about animals being a potential trigger… This is an unforeseen factor…”

“Wait, here’s your inhaler. And your medication.”

(cough) “Why do you have my whole medicine cupboard with you?”

“Just in case. I’ll uh, call for help now.”

He’d be so nervous at his prevention methods not working, but he’d help you resolve the attack with his signature efficiency (after getting over his own mini panic attack, of course.)

Heizou would continuously learn and observe you, making sure he understood you as best as possible in order to cater for your asthma. He’d be a little shocked if things didn’t go according to his conclusions, but he’d definitely devote his everything to keeping you safe.

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[aeferkssr]

MESSAGES ON MY PHONE

what's it like being in a relationship with childe and xiao? here's some smau texts with both as ur lovers

established relationship. smau. cussing. sexual inuendos. overthinking (??). rich childe lol. use of childe's real name.

masterlist.

TARTAGLIA

XIAO

© aeferkssr. taru pfp. xiao pfp.

[ever-4sunlight]

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎

𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔- 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 (𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓, 𝒌𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂, 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒙𝒊𝒂𝒐)

warnings: none || pronouns: no pronouns used

✨This is my first headcannon so it might be bad✨

𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓

He is pretty arogant so your lucky you got him to be your boyfriend

He isn't very lovely to anyone but when he is with you he can get a little friendly

"Your ccrying? Again? God dammit your such a crybaby... Come here" he would just hug you and let you cry your pretty little eyes out

loves to talk to you but is also good at manipulating you into doing things so be careful

He is not someone who likes to be touched and also not someone who touches other often

He doesn't really know what the word love is but he feels different being with you your just something special

If he ever touches you i would say he would have his arms around your waist and his face in your neck just wanting to be as close as possible so if he allows you to touch him DO IT!>:( he wants affection right now

He is also very possessive over you that means if you want to go out he will lever let you go without him being by your side just in case something happens

He hates when you talk to others your his and no one else should get you!

Possible Sexuallity: im not sure maybe bi? Or even pan? It doesn't matter to him what gender someone is as long as he loves you

His love language is probably: quality time

𝐾𝑎𝑧𝑢ℎ𝑎

He doesn't talk much and is pretty calm one of the kindest guys definitely a green flag!

He will comfort you when your sad being with yiu while holding you in his arms just listening to all your problems

Just watch him doing stuff! He likes to see that your interested in seeing what he is doing

He didn't got hugged after the death of his friend so he can calm himself all alone if he wants to be touched just wrap his arms around him or lay your head on his shoulders he loves seeing you do that and also does that to you

He llikes to spend time with you, your his lover after all!

He will tell you how much he loves you while hugging you

Possible Sexuallity: i dont know. _. Hes confusing me

His love language is probably words: of affirmation

𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊

He is a very affectionate person he loves being with you and talking the whole day if he could he wouldn't let you have a word

He isn't sure how to comfort sad people but he tries his best! "hey... Uhh... You alright? Haha..." he would pat your shoulder laughing nervously at the situation

This man wants your attention! He will get it at all cost! He will hug you as much as possible touching your face, cuddling you or having his arms wrapped all around you so you cant escape

He will give you everything! He finds some beautiful flowers? He will give all of them to you! He sees clothes that wiuld suit you perfectly? He will get it for you! Yes hes broke but he is a bard not a rich man

Humming llullabys and songs while cuddling you stroking your hair he just wnats to be close to you

He will tell you 1000 Times a day how much he loves you

possible Sexuallity: pansexual

His language is probably: everything!

𝑿𝒊𝒂𝒐

Our favorite yaksha he isn't someone who likes being around people and talking is not something he loves, just sitting the roof of Wangshu inn holding your hand and looking at the night sky not saying a single word

If your ever sad he will hold you close and stroke your hair telling you that everything is alright and that hes here for you

He isn't someone who knows what affection is but you being on his side or leaning against him making his chest fele warm

He will giev your everything that reminds him of you if a bird reminds him of you he will gift it to you

He wont tell you how much he loves you but the way he looks at you when your staring into the sky shows clearly that your special to him he loves you more then everything after all this suffering in his life he found you

I hhe wnats affection he lays his head on your thighs of course he will ask first! He doesn't want you to be uncomfortable he loves it when your having your head against his chest knowing your safe around him

He will do anything for you! You want something to eat? He gets ut for you, your stomach hurts? Hes there to comfort you holding you as close as possible nlt letting go before your well again

possible Sexuallity: a-sexual

His love language is probably: acts of service and gifts

[starcharmed]

LOVE LANGUAGES

ft. genshin men

bell's note: sorry if the matte looks weird or too bright it's my first time messing around with it, might want to read it on a dark/darker mode just in case, experimenting with a more descriptive writing style so if we like let me know, no specific reader type, not proofread or word counted so if there are mistakes let me know, ga-ming is not included because i haven't been up-to-date with genshin and do not want to mischaracterize him

also date is weird because i accidentally posted and had to edit privately so oopsies

words of affirmation

kazuha, thoma, baizhu, neuvillette, zhongli, diluc

Whether it be a small word of encouragement or a simple, "you're doing great today", he always seems to know what to say and when to say it. His words soft as a dew drop falling from leaf to leaf in a misty morning, hitting your ears with such motion that you cannot help the smile that graces your lips, and lifts up the corners of them; like the movement of a picnic blanket being spread out on a flowery field.

quality time

kaeya, ajax, diluc, ayato, itto, gorou, neuvillette, wriothesley

Despite his busy days or numerous tasks for the day, whenever he gets a break he always goes to spend it with you first. Strolls down moonlight paths, childish games galore among hushed giggles, silent remarks exchanged between the flipping of a book's pages, or adoring smiles with stones that fail to jump the stream's waves like dolphins in the ocean. While your time may be short together as duties will call him back, your graceful smile and happy laughter will fill his lungs with purpose and a calm spirit for days to come.

physical touch

freminet, wanderer, tighnari, lyney, thoma, venti

A lingering hand tracing stars onto your back, each touch making your stress dissolve like sugar on your tongue. In other situations, it's a slightly calloused hand latching onto yours perfectly, as if your two hands were magnets meeting each other as one. A firm yet gentle grasp of his hands onto your hips as he oh-so-softly moves you to the side, your shoulders brushing against each other as he walks ahead of you. It could even be the way his thumb traces your cheek on quiet nights in bed, but no matter what it is your stomach is akin to churning butter whenever he touches you.

acts of service

neuvillette, zhongli, tighnari, alhaitham, heizou, xiao, cyno

Holding open a door amidst the sunny heat waves, waiting oh-so-patiently for you to reach it in your midst. It's even the simple offer to do the dishes or clean up around the house for you after a long day of work. Your clean clothes that were previously in a messy pile on the bed the moment you left your shared home for the day were put away neatly in their respective places in your bedroom by the time you returned home. Food prepared early with a little note, with sweet whispers decorated with ink on the note attached to the plate. Although he might seem cold or awfully busy at times, the things he does for you just because he can, says completely otherwise.

gift giving

xiao, zhongli , neuvillette, ajax, lyney, ayato, diluc, venti, kaveh

A bouquet of freshly picked flowers lying on your doorstep. Or an odd trinket from Archons knows what but he's so proud about acquiring it for you that you can't help the laugh that leaves your lungs. If you're lucky he'll find the ingredients to make his special dish, placing it beside you before retreating back to whatever he was busy with that day, but not before giving your temple a soft kiss. On rainy days he'll appear soaked to the bone, a boyish grin lacing his pretty face, with a chipped-off gem in his hands, claiming that the rain smoothed it out for him; hence why he had to get it instead of waiting for the rain to pass. No matter the gift he brings, though, you always cherish them no matter what

[serenityyapper]

The way xiaos true desire is to be able to wear his mask not for killing demons but to finally one day wear it as a sign of freedom from his karmatic debt </33

just a lil thought