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thinking about how your husband changes drastically when he’s had just a little too much to drink. his faint, whiny hiccups would escape his quivering lips, filling your ears with his intoxication as he leans against you. he reaches out to play with your hair, gently tugging at the strands and trailing undirected kisses along them as you bite your lip to suppress your giggles. he then brings his unsteady hands to your face, squishing your cheeks before pulling you closer, looking at you with glossy eyes—small hearts seemingly etched into his pupils.

"i wish y-you hic were mineee...."

"pftt—" you burst into a fit of laughter at his uncharacteristic neediness—you’ve always enjoyed it when he'd get drunk. after all, they say a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts. so, although he loves you an awful lot, he would never admit, while whining, how much he actually wants you. 

"i am yours though, sweetheart," you reassure him softly.

“oh, really? you are?” he raises his brows questionably, “well, that's good... i couldn't bear the thought of some other loser having you all to himself."

unbeknownst to him, however, is that you had recorded him during his moment of vulnerability. he was absolutely embarrassed and ashamed of himself when he had sobered up.

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"y/n. delete that."

itoshi rin, kaiser, MIKAGE REO, barou, XIAO, kaveh, alhaitham, wriothesley, neuvillette, CHILDE, geto, megumi, BLADE, dan heng, dr ratio, aventurine, scaramouche

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how you met alhaitham

content: reader is gn, alhaitham is blunt, implied as a spantamad researcher, reader is sleepy, i don't think the house of daena has an upper floor but a girl can pretend, might be ooc, i don't think there are any legitimate warnings, its just fluffy

info: this was supposed to be headcanons with multiple characters, but i got really into it and wrote too much. might do similar concepts with other characters (as originally planned) in the future. i wrote this over the course of 3 days and it was usually at midnight, so it's not the greatest. gets progressively worse the more you read.

word count: 1.4k

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times like these were enjoyed immensely by both you and the scribe. it often became the most anticipated part of your days. it began with the fact that alhaitham had wanted more space than usual, and as a result, had gone to the largely unoccupied upper floor. there were fewer shelves on these higher floors, largely used for works of fiction. it wasn't often researchers indulged in anything but facts, so the area became frequented by those looking for solitude.

he took note of how every large table had multiple people sitting there- after all, a crowded library will still be crowded even in the most secluded spots- so he walked clear to the other side of the astoundingly huge library. it was a mirror of the other side, the same amount of tables in the same spots. just like before, every table had two or more people at them. he internally scowled before he viewed you in his peripherals. you were at a smaller table, alone, hidden away by a bookshelf.

you looked like you wanted to be alone, with your nose buried so deep in that book of yours- information on irminsul, he noticed. he surmised that wanting to be alone in the company of someone who had the same goal would be preferable to sitting next to someone as annoying as kaveh. he saw the small glance you took at his hand once it rested on the back of the chair, quickly going back to focus on your studying.

"may i sit here?" it was strange to hear the scribe be so quiet, but it was a library after all. you gave a terse nod, one that would have easily been missed had he not been the ever-perceptive scribe.

as time went slowly by, the scribe realised he may not have been as perceptive as he thought. every 50 pages or so, at a good stopping point, he would observe you for a few moments. you looked like you would pass out at any moment. a while later, you had adjusted your posture to have the book flat against the table and your head lingering just above it. not long after, your head was resting on your elbows, arms crossed, with hushed, relaxed breathing the only sound from you. no longer did you turn the pages.

alhaitham pondered his options for a moment. he could wake you up to spare you the embarrassment of being asleep for so long. on the other hand, you had looked very tired. he could let you sleep. he couldn't empathise with your current situation, so he settled to leave you be until either you woke up of your own accord, or until he left.

in all honesty, he was somewhat shocked to find that you were still asleep when he decided to leave. it had been hours, and there were exponentially fewer people than there were when he had arrived. "hey," he frowned when you had not even so much as stirred. he didn't want to be rude, but he resorted to his method of waking up kaveh. he slammed a book down on the table. it instantly proved fruitful as you jumped immediately, squeaking out a small "sorry!" he guessed that this was a more common occurrence than just this time.

"i apologise for the rude awakening. i had tried to wake you up other ways, and they hadn't worked." he found your shy expression and the pink that dusted your cheeks at this revelation to be quite endearing.

"oh lord- it's alright, i shouldn't have fallen asleep. uhm, would you mind telling me what time it is?"

"i believe it's slightly past eight o'clock." that's no good, that's no good at all, you promised your roommate you would make dinner tonight. you scrambled to collect your things, choosing not to notice how he watched you panic.

"thank you for waking me up, but i really must be going now," you didn't make it very far before he stopped you.

"hold on a second. you're still tired, i can see it in the way you move. i don't think it would be wise for you to walk alone in your current state. would you let me see you home safely?" it was truly appalling, the sheer amount of bluntness his words held. your pride told you to refuse because you were fine. but common sense was screaming at you to say yes. tiredness tugged at your eyes, blurring your vision and pulling your eyelids down.

again giving a small nod, but he was perceptive enough to pick up on it. as you exited the library, he asked you something, "i don't think i caught your name," oh, right. with how infamous the scribe was, you had already known him, yet he had no clue who you were.

"oh! it's y/n," he mouthed the word a few times, practising how it rolled off his tongue.

"y/n... i quite like that name," you saw the smallest hint of a smile and could've sworn you were hallucinating.

the next time alhaitham went to the library, he didn't bother with his usual assessment of how busy the library was. instead, he headed directly upstairs to your usual spot. one he got to the table, he didn't bother asking to sit, either. he knew you would let him. it had gone largely the same as last time, you fell asleep after an hour or two, and he had woken you up when he left. he walked you home just as he had before, as well.

those walks were always comforting, and though the sun was setting by the time the two of you left, his presence filled you with warmth.

this routine was repeated most days, and you two became quite good friends, often making thoughtful conversation should you see each other. provided you have free time, of course. unfortunately, alhaitham has been running low on just that recently. his position as the scribe became rather demanding, but you weren't too worried. he always made enough time to reach the library to wake you up, and sometimes he got there early enough to read. he wasn't the kind to keep to a routine, but this particular one gave him a semblance of normalcy that he quite liked.

one day, when he arrived at the house of daena, you were nowhere to be found. he felt a sort of... melancholy wash over him. when you had found him the next day and informed him that you simply hadn't the time to go to the library that day, he was glad that it was just a miscalculation, and that it wasn't any fault of his own. in his subconscious, he felt a pang of guilt for not being there lately. he vowed to arrive a bit earlier from now on.

the next day, alhaitham arrived at the time usually he did before he became incredibly busy. he had sat in the seat directly next to you, instead of across the table like usual. you raised an eyebrow, but didn't question it further. "y/n, would you humour me for a moment?"

humour? that was the last word you expected to come from the scribe's lips at this moment. "i guess it depends on what humouring you entails."

"go on a date with me," you nearly choked on your saliva, he didn't hesitate at all, "i just so happen to find your presence more enjoyable than most. is that such a bad thing?"

"not at all! it was just- unexpected," it took a moment to regain your composure, "i'd love to go on a date with you, 'haitham." he raised a brow at the nickname.

"i'll be here same time tomorrow to get you," and then he brought out his book and started reading as if nothing had just happened. once again, his blunt nature served only to shock and confuse you. after a while, sleep caught up to you, as usual. only this time, you had fallen asleep sitting up. strange, alhaitham thought, you always rested your head on the table when falling asleep. he figured you would adjust to lying on the table soon enough. he soon felt something hit his shoulder. as he looked over, he saw your head on his shoulder.

and although his face showed no change in expression he couldn't help but feel his ears get warmer, and for a split second, he could've sworn his heart ached.

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❝coy koi❞ | nav.

carmen - minor (15+) - infp - aquarius

MONDSTADT

LIYUE

INAZUMA

SUMERU

FONTAINE (tbd)

NATLAN (tbd)

SNEZHNAYA (tbd)

custom anons are welcome! (emojis & words)

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REQUEST RULES (OPEN - 0/10)

no smut (i am a minor), but i will accept 'spicy' things, such as making out.

i will only accept ten requests at one time to prevent burnout, (mostly) non-negotiable.

please try to keep your requests from being vague, so that i have an idea of what to do, as i am not a continuous waterfall of ideas.

with that in mind, please refrain from being overly controlling, because writing something that has already been written for me is no fun.

if the gender/pronouns of the reader is not specified, the reader will most likely end up she/her and fem-bodied (if not, will be they/them and neutral). apologies, but this is the most natural way for me to write.

i am not experienced in writing for most genshin characters, and am not certain of how well they will be portrayed, but i'm certain i will get better at it with time.

characters that are or may be perceived as children will only be written as platonic (klee, diona, nahida, dori??, yaoyao, etc.)

please do not expect a request to be done soon after being sent- i have a life outside of tumblr and genshin (unfortunately)- i will not have an update schedule and never will, as doing so in the past has always caused me great stress.

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LIYUE

ZHONGLI

debate is healthy! - zhongli x adeptus!reader

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INAZUMA

KAMISATO AYATO

venting - ayato x fem!reader

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zhongli x adeptus!reader

cw: fem!reader, hu tao knows zhongli is rex lapis, very self-indulgent, inspired by me standing on the statue and thinking 'hey that looks kinda cool', not proofread, written while watching markiplier

word count: 472

in liyue, it wasn't as uncommon as one might think to find a statue of rex lapis that seemed a bit... off. if one wasn't paying attention, one might not notice at all. it was a small difference, yet it was one that had huge implications.

on statues of rex lapis in both dihua marsh and mingyun village, there can be a feminine figure found on the deity's side. other notable differences with these statues, is rex lapis' posture. the cube he once held in his right hand now rests in his left. his once occupied right hand now resides on the woman's waist, an extremely important detail for historians.

the widely believed theory among the citizens of liyue was that they were lovers, much to historians' dismay. they were appalled at the sheer lack of reasoning people put to their decisions. when asked why they jumped to such conclusions, one girl had the audacity to giggle, "i just think its a cute idea!" she said. the two akadeymia researchers surveying her practically had their jaws to the floor.

the rather tall man next to her looked just as shocked. "...cute? director-"

hu tao continued, ignoring the looks, "imagine the ever stoic and knowledgeable rex lapis with someone who cares for him. not because he's an archon, but because they truly love him. seems like a story worth telling, no?"

the researchers mumbled to each other, "too bad our essay isn't on baseless tales..." unseen by the students, the tips of zhongli's ears reddened a bit at the funeral parlor director's words. "mr zhongli! you seem to be a knowledgeable and reasonable man. what is your take on the special statues?"

the man coughed, slightly off guard, "well," his long pause caused a slight anxiety to wash through the air, "i, too, think that they were lovers. not for the reasons the director did, mind you, but for... ah, for personal reasons." the researchers gave him a quizzical look, one that made the redness of his ears creep slowly towards his face.

"personal... reasons? i- i shan't press you about the matter since you seem to not want to share. if that's all the two of you have to say, we will take our leave. thank you for the opportunity."

as the researchers left, a woman ran past them, "zhongli! li!" and when reaching the man whom she was calling out to, she casually linked arms with him and waved at hu tao.

"dear, you really needn't be so loud." he continued talking after y/n mumbled a quick 'sorry', "no need to be sorry, y/n. by the way, those akadeymia students were inquiring about you."

she sighed, "the statues? i knew those weren't a good idea, they cause so much debate among humans."

"debate is healthy!" hu tao chimed in.

a/n: slowly developing a theme! + i ♡ hu tao

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cw: implied panic attack, crying, gn!reader

the moment his eyes laid upon your weeping stature, it was all over. despite your rushed and distraught attempts at insisting you were fine, you weren't fooling anyone, certainly not him. the second he began to move in your direction, a few more pitiful tears fell from your eyes, swiftly falling into your lap. he smiled softly, a welcome change, he noted when you perked up ever so slightly. "oh beloved," he gently cupped your face, wiping tears away with his thumbs, "it pains me to see you like this. you do not need to, by any means, but if you would, please, tell me what is troubling you." he pressed a loving kiss to your forehead, softly coaxing you to admit to what gave rise to your problem.

he paid much attention to you, letting you vent while you spent the rest of the evening in his loving arms. a much needed break for the both of you, he thought.

ayato