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LOOK AT THEM!!! THEY'RE SO PERFECT WAHHHH- HHHHH THEY'RE JUST TOO CUTE WA🥺💕💕💕💕

Comm for @generic-anime-man-kisser of their sweet cute lovely bunny being squeeshed by uh [checks notebook] Mr. Genshin Impasse

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everyone say hello to scaramouche/wanderer/kazumasa’s wife!!

they’re the 10th harbinger and a mystery to all. no one really knows who they are or where they came from…. and they are a wonder that scaramouche can’t seem to push away.

ok to rb !!

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kn8 men as type of kisses

✑ a bit late for a christmas gift hehe (◕∀◕✿) | fluff / obviously-not-bias for hoshina / let me know if i missed something! |

aoi - top of the head/air kisses

due to his tall height, whether you’re small or taller than him, he will never fail to press his lips in that one special spot! if he’s in a hurry, he settles for a quick top-of-the-head kiss. large, warm palm guiding your nape toward him as aoi cherishes this moment where he can smell your comforting smell and your arms wrapping around his torso.

air kisses are his to-go kiss when you’re out in public. loving how he greets you with your cheeks rubbing on his, arms side-hugging you as you enthusiastically greet him back with a smile as he smiles back to you because god, how he loves your presence beside his.

hoshina - neck/shoulder kisses

inside the comfort of the four walls, your shared bedroom—lies a rare and lazy high-ranking officer refusing to get up no matter what you do. hey, he can’t help it, ya know? it feels so soft and warm. the thick blanket covering both of your bodies from the skin-nipping cold wind, his arms embracing into a tight cuddle, feeling his toasty skin beneath his clothed chest in your back as he plants wet kisses to your neck with an intent to persuade you to stay in the bed with him a little longer.

hoshina loves how you don’t stiffen when the door on your side opens without a sound and a hand gently grabs you to enter the room. the second you finish your cup, walk to the nearest bin and wander back—-only to get attacked sneakily by your significant other. you narrow your eyes towards the culprit who only grins at you as he showered your exposed shoulder loving kisses just before you start your routine in the training room, reminding you to not overdo it as once he’s content showing you his affection, he squeezes you once more into a hug—a lingering kiss hidden by your dark sleeveless top.

iharu - corner of the lips kisses

typical iharu and his chaotic energy bursting through the third division’s base when you help him retrieve his water bottle from the lockers and it’s lunch hour, majority of the people gathering at the cafeteria or choosing to take out but here you are, with your boyfriend who tells you about what happened during his training in the morning with his rival, reno. you can practically see how his loud voice vibrates in the metal walls and so, with a little tug on his arm, you shut him up with a kiss in the corner of his lips. poor boy places his hand where you kiss him until you find his water bottle.

kafka - cheek/nose kisses

cheek kisses with kafka happen more often! be it a greeting or random, this soft giant here smooches your cheeks with no warning, laughing at your glare as you repeatedly scold him to give you a warning next time. they also tend to be a good encouragement for him if you give him one, lifting his spirits up as he was just down a moment ago.

nose kisses always end up with giggles, especially since this type of kiss only happens when kafka is teasing you. most of the time, he spoils you, thus, you huff as you recognize the mischief in his eyes and the corner of his lips curling up, making silly and goofy faces as you chase his screaming, running figure.

narumi - forehead/temple kisses

have you seen how tall this cat-like person is? yeah, kisses with narumi are 80% forehead kisses bc as he leans over to your side, eyes staring at the screen with his hands occupied with his gaming console—blindingly puckered up lips meeting your skin and you let him stay there for a few seconds. you don’t know if he’s aware he is doing that intentionally or not but you will have your answer once you conduct an experiment.

the said experiment? it’s diverting his lips to your temple instead. you want to know if he will notice the difference so when you visit his office, you see the idiot playing again. narumi glanced at you from his seat, not even bothering to pause the game, he welcomed you in his arms, lips ready to kiss your forehead—moving a bit to the side, your temple was given a peck. you think narumi didn’t notice as he continued playing but oh, you know he did as you catch him pouting and glaring at you with his red, feline eyes.

reno - knuckle/finger kisses

ahh, our resident gentleman of a boyfriend, reno, and his kisses at your knuckles. no matter how long you’re in a relationship with this man here, this habit of his will never and never go away. there’s a possibility that you’re his first s/o and he doesn’t want to mess up bc he likes you so much. before your first kiss with him, reno asked you in a soft voice if he can kiss you—bashful purple eyes peering at you as he lifts your hand to his lips, brushing your knuckles. how can you say no to that cute face?

moments when reno wants to express his affection to you, he begins with the tip of your fingers as he sleeps in your lap. you lightly chuckle at his sleepy state, obviously in his dreamland as he clasped your fingers together, sighing at your warm touch.

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– an angel and a devil

first time finishing a piece in months... enjoy my current fixation.

anti uses they/them pronouns.

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♡ self ship promo ~

➼ hello there !! my name is mint / nash / bunny. im 21 years old, autistic, and use they/them pronouns.

➼ please check out my carrd / fo list. i am really not comfortable sharing f/o’s. especially my mains or primaries.

➼ my current hyperfixations are genshin impact (cringe /lh) and hypnosis microphone. my #1 husband is luck voltia [black clover], but my current hyperfixation f/o’s are tighnari [genshin impact], kazumasa (scaramouche) [genshin impact], kaedehara kazuha [genshin impact], ramuda amemura [hypnosis microphone], grusha [pokemon], angel [chainsaw man], and sigma [bungou stray dogs]. these change a lot, but these have been pretty consistent.

➼ i prefer minors dni. proshippers get out of my house.

➼ i work a full time job so im not always active, but i certainly try to be!

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Pokemon insert:)

Their name is Ivory (she/they) and she kisses Steven Stone

Also no I've yet to pick names for their team LOL

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I miss Yuno...

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Kissing Your Best Friend

Synopsis: A kiss for your best friend may lead to something more.

With — Al-Haitham, Childe, Tighnari

Genre: fluff

Warnings: OOC Al-haitham cause i dont write him much, minor spoilers for Childe lore. Totally didn’t neglect Al-Haitham.

Al-Haitham

There’s a small hint of a grin on your lips when Al-Haitham opens the door to his house. Immediately, he gives you a skeptical look, reluctantly stepping out of the way to allow you to come inside.

���What is this about?” He asks, following your lead after closing the door with a soft ‘click’. You don’t respond, at least not right away. Before, you were excited, imagining what he would do or say upon your lips being on his, bursting into laughter. But now, you were starting to feel the nerves kicking in. As much as you wished you could deny it, the feelings for the Scribe went deeper than close friends. Perhaps this idea was just projecting onto yourself to express your true feelings.

“What? Am I not allowed to come visit you? I thought you said I was welcomed here anytime I want!” You throw your hands up exaggeratedly, leaving him to look at you with a very unamused look.

“You are. But you’re up to something, I can see it on your face.”

“What? No, not me. I’m never up to something,” Your attempt to feign innocence made him roll his eyes. He made his way towards you, and with each step it made your nervousness grow. As always, you failed to conceal from someone as keen as him. He was so close to you, inches away, his breath fanning over your face. The look he cascaded down to you made you uncomfortably shift from one foot to the next, eyes looking everywhere but his.

“Look at me.” His voice was firm, and you didn’t dare disobey the Scribe of the Akademyia. Your gaze stared into the pool of his teal ones, and there he could see how skittish you looked. He raised a brow, crossing his arms, “Did you do something illegal?”

His question made you sputter before bursting into laughter, placing your hands on his waist, “No! I didn’t do anything illegal! At least, not yet- ow!” He landed a playful smack on your bicep, a small smile placed on his lips. His eyes were closed, and he was speaking but to you no sound came out. He looked so pretty, so divine, so…kissable. Your body moved against your brains protests.

His words stopped when he felt your mouth on his, and for once he was surprised. His eyes were wide, stance rigid, and he swears he stopped breathing. When you finally pull away, his stance didn’t change much. You two just stared at each other, and with each second passing your nerves were hightened even more, mind swirling that you fucked up. That was until his next words.

“Do that again.”

Childe

The only time you have felt like this was when you first showed up at Childe’s house at ten years old. A nervous wreck, wondering if his parents would hate you, despise you, ban you from seeing your friend. That very same feeling is coming back to haunt you after all these years, albeit worse, and more complex. An anxiety-filled disaster was not even close to explaining what you're feeling right now. The dish being aggressively scrubbed in your hands was a tell-tale sign of that. The sponge was ripping from your nails digging into it, and the paint on the dish was about to be scrubbed off from the intensity if it wasn’t for a hand being placed over yours.

“Now what did that plate do to you? Other than making a mess, of course,”

His voice made your heart beat faster, making your chest twist in pain with the intensity. He didn’t overlook that nervous smile that you gave him, or the breathless “Sorry,” that was bashfully passed past your lips. He stood and watched you move from one plate to the next, analyzing every little anxious habit you were conducting. To others, it may just seem like you were having a bad day. Yet when it comes to Childe, he reads you like a book. It’s easy when he’s known you for a little over a decade. He knows something is going on in that head of yours. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been actively trying to avoid him for the past month; otherwise, you wouldn’t have reluctantly agreed to his dinner invitation at his parent's. You only said yes because he brought Teucer along to beg you to follow through. Childe knew you couldn’t resist his little brother's puppy-eye look.

“Why don’t you let me help? You’re the guest, and you shouldn’t even be doing the dishes. I’ll wash and you dry?” He asks, but it comes out more of a demand, “Don’t want you ruining any dishes, my mom would be angry at you for a whole five seconds!”

You let out a mix of a genuine laugh and a timid one, hesitantly stepping off to the side to allow him to take over. After, it was quiet. Neither of you said a word, the sound of the rushing water and sponge on the plate replacing any conversation you two may have had. Any dish handed to you was absentmindedly dried and placed to the side. Each passing second of silence felt like torture to the harbinger. You’re usually messing around, cracking jokes, and talking about the most random and absurd topics. All things he’s grown to adore about you. But now, you’re standing there quiet, standoffish, and terrified. For once in an excruciatingly long time, he was apprehensive. He hasn’t felt this way since he left the abyss. He turned the water off despite the remaining pile of dishes in the sink. Your eyes looked between him and the filthy plates, confused as to why he stopped.

Childe turns to look at you fully, his eyes full of concern as he whispered, “What’s wrong (Y/n)?”

You swallow your words, standing still and just staring at him, confused about what to say. You can’t remember the last time he used your real name instead of some cheesy nickname.

“Um- nothing. Why?”

You’re not even sure why you’re so adamant about lying to him. Even you were aware of your distant behavior towards him. But the thought of telling him why felt more humiliating than covering a lie.

“Right. That’s why you’ve been staying away from me like you’re wanted for debt.” You notice the bitter undertone in his words despite his trying to be understanding. And it hurt knowing you were unintentionally hurting him.

“Look-“ His tone turned softer, although sadder, and it hurt you even more, “I won’t push you to tell me. I’m just wondering why…why I’m losing my best friend. Is it because I’m a Harbinger? Are you scared of me? Did I do something wrong-“

“No.”

He stopped, looking at your frame in utter shock at your sudden sternness. Your heart was pounding against your chest as you keep your eyes on the wall in front of you. You refused to meet his gaze, horrified that one look at him and you’ll falter. That you’ll back out on telling him. But you knew you had to for being humiliated was better than putting him through emotional turmoil.

“It’s cause I like you, okay? More than a friend.” Your words were rushed, and your skin was heating up from a mix of embarrassment and nerves. Another uncomfortable silence fell over the already tense kitchen. The laughter of Childe’s siblings playing just a couple of rooms over seemed like a taunt to you, that they’re laughing at you for your feelings and confession.

Your spiraling thoughts were interrupted when you felt a warm hand cup your cheek and turn your head towards the Harbinger before you. His touch, his stare, his smile, it was all so gentle. There was no trace of disgust or mockery in his eyes. Relief is what you saw in replacement of your paranoid-filled expectation.

Your heart felt like it was about to leap out of your chest when you saw his face slowly move toward yours. You couldn’t help how your breath hitched and eyes widen, all of which caused Childe to stop. He didn’t say anything, only looking you in the eyes, waiting for the cue to either continue or step back and pretend it never happened. Much to his excitement, you gave him a little nod to continue, and he was back to leaning down. Slowly, agonizingly slow as if he wanted to make sure that you wanted this. That this wasn’t a dream. That your confession echoing in his head was the truth. Much to his alleviation, you stayed put, slowly mirroring his movements and leaning forward. Each second caused your skin to ignite even hotter. Every inch made your previous worries and second guesses melt away.

The smell of his smoky cologne overtook your senses as finally, finally his lips were placed upon yours. It was deep and slow, him moving with expertise when his free hand was placed on your hip, rubbing small circles with his thumb. It was simultaneously comforting and horrifying. You’ve bashfully imagined kissing him, but never thought it would happen.

He pulled away only a couple of centimeters to catch his breath before kissing you again with more intensity. He pushed himself forward, forcing you to be pressed back against the counter, his hands caging you against it. Your breathing turned more ragged the longer he kept his soft lips against yours, overwhelmed by the suddenness of it all. When he pulled away for good, he was grinning, pressing his forehead against your own.

He was delicate as he talked, admiration laced with every word, “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.”

Tighnari

“Please, why are we here?” You complain through chattering teeth. The harsh wind of Dragonspine nipped at the remaining skin exposed to the harsh weather, rendering your heavy winter clothes useless. The vision hanging on your hip dimly glowed as if it was also protesting the coldness around. Meanwhile, the fennec fox in front of you seems unbothered by The Tsarita’s hellscape.

“I’ve already told you, we’re collecting starsilver for Cyno so that way he can compare the real deal with the counterfeits that have been going around Sumeru,” His annoyance was evident in his tone and the twitch in his ears. Other than the rushing snow, your voice of complaints was the only sound following the two of you. If it wasn’t for his high patience with you, you would’ve been left in a cave somewhere already.

“Besides, I dont know why you’re complaining, from what I recall, you were begging to come join me,” He scoffed, sending a glare your way. You stopped walking, crossing your arms and glaring back at him.

“I wanted to make sure you would be safe! Dragonspine is dangerous and avalanches have been more frequent lately. You couldn’t go alone.”

“I’m starting to wish I did.” His harsh words only made you smile. You walked up to him, wrapping your arm around his shoulders and pulling him closer to you.

“You and I both know that you would be begging to have me here if you went alone,” You mirrored the tone he used for you, a smug grin on your face when you saw the way he rolled his eyes. He shrugged you off, his tail playfully hitting your side.

It’s been hours since the two of you entered Dragonspine. It was the crack of dawn when you made your way over the broken wooden bridge, and it was now almost sunset when you reach the top. A small patch of starsilver twinkled over a pile of rocks, and you’ve never felt more relief in your entire life.

“What? That’s it?” Tighnari said, baffled, “This isn’t nearly enough.”

You groaned, throwing your head back dramatically at his statement, “You’re so unbearable. Sufferable. Punchable even.”

“Let's grab what we can get then call it a night. We can head back down tomorrow and try the base of the mountain.” Tighnari ignored your previous statement as he walked forward, getting to work on slowly mining out the rare ore. You stood next to him, holding the bag open to allow him easier access to putting the ore away. You zone out looking at his concentrated face. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, hands expertly moving the starsilver around to loosen it up, his tail wagging slightly, ears slightly parted, his eyes lighting up when he gets a piece out.

He was adorable. Smart and witty with a sass that rivaled yours. It was hard to not fall for him. You found it inappropriate to love someone who was, in a way, your Master. Despite being around the same age, he took you on to be his assistant, seeing the potential you couldn’t see for yourself when you first arrived in the village. He’s the reason why you’re as strong and intelligent as you are right now. You’re convinced that he’s the reason why you have a vision. He’s the reason you were redeemed. You owe your life to him, so why must you feel your heart skip a beat whenever you’re around him?

“Watch out!”

His sudden shout knocked you out of your trance. All you saw was a blur of black and green before you were tackled, your breath leaving your lungs in an icy exhale. Both of your bodies tumble down into the pit that holds the domain below. You barely have time to react till your back is slammed onto the powdery snow. Even though the thick layer of powder broke your fall, it did little to soften the blow of the forest ranger falling on top of you. A loud groan is pushed out of you when you feel the sharp pain shoot through your body. Your ears are ringing from the intensity of the hit and your vision was knocked sideways, everything spinning around you.

Tighnari stayed on top of you, holding your body close and catching his breath. The thundering sound of rushing snow and rock replaces the ringing, just barely being able to catch a glimpse of the deathly mixture going past where Tighnari and you once were. You took a moment to take a few deep breaths before whispering, “I told you so.”

You went to laugh but were silenced by Tighnari smashing his lips against yours. His warm lips contrasted with the biting cold. You stayed still, eyes widening and face heating up from the suddenness of it all. It wasn’t until he pulled away that you realized what happened. He pulled you closer to him, hugging you tightly.

“Shut up you big lummox. I’m relieved you’re okay.”

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The person I was supposed to meet looked at the time wrong so he's 30 minutes late😭

Can't be fr I have stuff to do

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It's so cold outside... apparently it'll get worse toward evening...

I wish my f/o's were here to hold my hands they're cold as ice lol

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Kiss Me Quick [Black Clover]

an: this was a little something that popped into my head a few nights ago, I love these boys so damn much. If there is interest, I could add more characters ^^

characters: Asta, Yuno, Finral, Magna & Liebe

warnings: fluff, SFW, absolute teeth rotting sweetness for these handsome boys, all characters are appropriately aged up

synopsis: various Black Clover characters experience their very first kiss!

Asta

Asta approached his first kiss with the same level of enthusiasm he gave to everything else; throwing himself headlong into the experience. His lips pressed firmly against your own, almost aggressively so. You smiled, a gentle hand cupping his face and pulling away from the bruising kiss.

“I’m not your enemy, Asta,” you cooed.

His nose rubbed along yours, warm breath fanning your cheek. A pleasant tingle spread throughout your body from being this close to the grey haired hunk.

“Sorry,” he whispered in return, “just never thought I’d get to do this with you.”

For years you had stood on the sidelines and rooted for him enthusiastically. Not able to be of use in battle you had contented yourself with being his unwavering support. Tending to his aching body after intense training sessions and always lending a willing ear when he needed to unburden himself.

You had not known that as your feelings had grown, so too had Asta’s. You were what he thought of when he held his ground against the most wicked of enemies, the flame that burned bright in the darkest of nights.

At long last, he told you the truth.

The rough pad of his thumb traced your lower lip before sliding to your jawline, his lips met your own once more but this time in soft reverence. Butterfly kisses that made you long for more, mouths slanting as you inhaled each other and enjoyed his tender but protective embrace.

Asta parted your mouths, smirking at the soft sigh you exhaled. Eyes as green as freshly grown grass watched you closely, his head tipped to the side in curiosity whilst you caught your breath.

“Better?” he asked earnestly.

How adorable he was in his uncertainty. The faintest pink tinges his cheeks and a hand lifts to rub absently at his neck.

You nodded shyly.

“Much. Don’t stop practising though,” you purred as a hand curled into his Black Bulls cloak, drawing him back to you.

Yuno

Yuno knew he wanted to kiss you, he had wanted to for a long time but had not yet found the perfect opportunity. He had grown so desperate in his desire to fulfil his wish that he was almost as giddy as a schoolchild when the time finally arrived.

You were rooted to the spot as golden eyes roamed your face with utter reverence. Too shocked by his sudden affection to react in those first moments. He inched closer until you could feel the heat from his skin upon your own and your breath hitched as you thought him about to deliver that tender first kiss.

When his cool feather-soft lips kissed at the very corner of your mouth, it was maddening. Yuno was teasing you, peppering quick kisses to your flesh but never coming close enough for your lips to meet.

He chuckled as you finally snapped.

One hand curling around his neck, fingers sinking into the silky black strands at his nape and forcing him to acknowledge you properly. His lips had warmed from all his sweet teasing and the kiss was firm but loving.

With you, he did not need to compete. There was no desire to prove yourself more worthy than he, you accepted him for who he was. Your presence was a comfort to Yuno and he did not fear to show you the real him, free from expectation and contempt.

“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips, pulling you back before you could question him.

His hands settled gently on your waist as you both sank into the experience. Before long you could not discern where you ended and Yuno began, and you never wanted to be parted from him again.

Finral

For all the womanising Finral chose to indulge in, when it came to his first kiss, he was cautiously hesitant.

The opportunity had arisen on several occasions, he was a handsome man after all, but he had known that those times had not been his destiny.

You were different, and the spatial mage adored that you were bold enough to tease him in a way no one else ever had. You appreciated him, never took his magic for granted and your tongue was sharp enough to ensure that his Black Bull friends knew not to treat him harshly.

It was more than obvious that Finral liked you, but getting him to act upon those feelings proved harder than you had assumed. You decided to take matters into your own hands.

A finger twisted around a loose strand of his green-tipped hair, enjoying the bob of his Adam’s apple and the flood of red that coursed up the sides of his neck as you asked him so sweetly, “can I kiss you?”

He nodded, not trusting his voice to remain unbroken. Finral watched as a pink tongue peeked from between your lips to wet the plush skin. Eyes the colour of an ocean of violets in bloom memorised every detail as your head tilted and lashes fluttered shut.

Finral tasted sweet like honey, his moistened lips slid in time with your own. Gentle gave way to heat, a smouldering fire rather than a flash of flames. He grew confident as the seconds passed, a hand speared into your hair and held your head as he deepened the kiss.

It had to end, as all good things do, but it hurt to part from his mouth. He looked flushed, hair mussed from your wandering fingers and a sinful darkness crept into his eyes.

“Can we do that again?” he asked on an exalted sigh.

Magna

Magna was used to fighting for what he most wanted in life and that included you. It wouldn’t be remiss to say that he was one of the most hard-working members of the Black Bulls, and his determination could rival even that of Asta’s.

A willing sparring partner, you pushed him to surpass his limits, just as Captain Yami had taught you. Nothing riled him more than seeing that fighting spirit twinkle in your eyes before launching a barrage of vicious attacks.

Magna’s magic was suited to ranged attacks but he couldn’t help but bring the fight to you, often ending in one of you pining the other until a breathless surrender was made. It was one of these many times that he chose to shoot his shot.

Now you might think that it would have been during one of the occasions that he pinned you, but no, he waited until you were ready to begin your usual gloating routine to strike. Whilst you were straddled over his stomach, feet wrapped around his thigh to prevent kicking and hands holding down his wrists, he closed the distance.

The kiss was a shock; his head lifted from the scorched ground to place the fleetingly hot kiss against your slightly parted lips. He watched through his tinted glasses, carefully judging your expression to see if he had ruined your friendship.

He was not the only one capable of shocking; you let go of his wrists and chose to capture his mouth instead. Busying your fingers in the streak of black hair that fell into his face, the kiss quickly became your new battleground.

Neither of you willing to submit to the other, mouths slanted and teeth nipped as things moved along much quicker than expected. Your tongue traced a path along his swollen lower lip, Magna moaned in his throat and finally panted out.

“I surrender!”

Liebe

Liebe didn’t think he understood the concept of love. It was difficult given his devil status, Hell was not a place where one would find compassion and softer emotions.

His first taste of the feeling of love was during his brief time with Richita and he missed that period of his life.

He didn’t believe he would feel it again, that was until he met you.

Liebe couldn’t shake the nervous fluttering that erupted in his stomach every time you walked through a door, his voice trembling as he replied to your genuine questions over his welfare.

It took an embarrassing conversation with Asta for the sweet-hearted devil to finally realise that he liked you – a lot. Not as a comrade, nor as a friend but as someone that made him feel whole in a way he hadn’t thought probable.

Of course, you liked Liebe in equal measure. You didn’t care one bit that he was a devil, choosing to weigh his actions and heart over anything else. From the top of his messy snow-white hair to the tip of his pointed tail, he was adorable.

The day you both admitted your feelings, it was a miserable day with everyone choosing to depart the hideout. He watched from the doorway as you read a book, curled into an armchair and looking cosy beneath a blanket.

You beckoned him in and made room for him to share the squishy seat with you. Without asking you started to read the story aloud to him, it was a story where a boy and girl realise after many years that they are in love and when the time came for them to kiss, you lowered the book to find Liebe staring at you intently.

No further words were needed.

He was so gentle as he admitted his feelings with the softest brush of his lips. Hesitancy lined his every move, constantly moving back to peer at your expression and gauge your reaction.

Liebe was terrified of accidentally hurting you with his sharp teeth, so much so that he refused to deepen the kiss despite your want.

Instead, the devil contented himself with peppering every inch of your face – cheeks, nose, brow – with kisses that were as soft as the petals of a dewy flower.

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Nap Time

pairings: kaeya, alhaitham, xiao, venti, itto x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: fluff, mild suggestiveness

ミ★ 𝘬𝘢𝘦𝘺𝘢 ★彡

"My darling," Kaeya looked over at you from the paperwork on his desk, "I'm afraid if you keep yawning like that, I'm going to have to send you home." His voice was cool and collected, though the glint in his eye showed how he was toying with you.

"No- 'm sor-" you cut yourself off with another yawn, and looked at him with wide eyes. You definitely didn't want to go home, but you couldn't help how tired you were. You had gotten hardly any sleep last night. Your brain refused to shut off, instead racing with thoughts about this that and the other. A chuckle came from your lover, and he pushed his chair back.

"Here, my love. Come rest," he invited, patting his lap.

"Kaeya- you're at work." Your cheeks turned bright red, causing your lover to quirk an eyebrow. An amused smirk grew on his face.

"Indeed I am. I don't see what that has to do with my sweet darling's nap time though," he chuckled, causing you to blush even more.

"I don't have a nap time," you grumbled, shuffling over to where your boyfriend sat behind his obnoxiously large desk. With another yawn, you crawled onto his lap, not hesitating to wrap your arms around his slender figure as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck. You felt his chest rumble with a laugh as he reciprocated the gesture, placing a light kiss on the crown of your head.

"Of course not, how silly of me to suggest such a thing," he mused, gently rubbing your back as he moved his chair back in to continue working. "Rest now, my darling. None will disturb you here." He hummed quietly, glaring daggers at the knight who had just so audaciously entered his office without knocking.

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"Was there something you required?" Your boyfriend asked, looking away from his book and peering down at you. You had laid your head on his lap, and now met his gaze with a cheeky grin.

"A nap."

His eyebrows rose, but he didn't protest as you buried your face in his stomach. "We have a perfectly good bed, you know. And a couch. And plenty of pillows." He stated as his hand drifted downwards towards your hair. You simply shrugged in response, causing him to shake his head and sigh. "Do you require a blanket?"

"Mmn nmm," you mumbled, shaking your head, "'m cozy."

He couldn't help but chuckle at your response, along with the feeling of your mouth moving against his torso. Returning to his book, his lithe fingers gently combed through your hair- repetitive motions that he knew would soon lull you into a sound sleep.

"'Haitham?" you mumbled, turning your head slightly to look up at him through already heavy-lidded eyes.

"Yes darling," he replied, once again pulling his eyes away from his book to meet your sleepy gaze. You smiled lazily at him and let your head fall back down.

"Love you," you mumbled into his tummy. In spite of his nature, he smiled softly as he once more returned to his book.

"I love you, darling," he sighed quietly.

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You turned over for what seemed to be the millionth time. The sun was beating down on you through the window of your room at the Wangshu Inn. It was midday, but you had been instructed by your adventuring team to 'go take a gods damned nap.' Their words, not yours. Apparently you had begun to look ill, or something. It was no surprise, seeing how you routinely worked yourself to the bone. Still, this was starting to feel like an inconvenience.

"Xiao," you finally relented, pushing your lovers name past your lips and into the void. As the air snapped around you, you braced yourself for the lecture you knew was to come.

"I'm here...where's the danger?" His voice carried from the end of the bed. You sat up and smiled sheepishly at him, causing his stern gaze to grow even sterner. Once he had ascertained that you were in no danger, he put away his weapon. "I told you to only summon me in this manner for emergencies." He scolded you, folding his tattooed arms across his chest.

"It is an emergency," you whined, though he still looked doubtful.

"Are you...ill?"

"No, I'm tired."

"You're tired."

"Yeah."

After a moment, his chest heaved with a sigh, and he made his way over to the side of the bed, where he sat down and moved back to lean against the headboard. "Come here," he relented, opening his arms for you, though his face was still set in a scowl. Your face lit up with almost child-like glee as you scooted to rest in his arms.

"Do not make a habit of this, Y/n." He grumbled, locking his arms around you in a warm embrace.

"I would never," you replied, already plotting for the next time you would trick him into a nap together.

ミ★ 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪 ★彡

"Aw, is my little windblume getting tired?" Venti teased as you stifled a yawn.

"What? No." You lied, though your heavily-lidded eyes effortlessly gave you away.

"No need to be embarrassed, little dove. We've been walking for quite some time now. How about I take you to my favorite napping spot in all of Mondstadt for a brief respite?" He suggested, looping your arm through his.

"Hmm," you were curious as to what this spot could be. After all, Venti would nap just about anywhere if given the opportunity. "Sure, that'd be nice." You surmised, allowing him to pull you along.

After the fourth time you nearly tripped on your own heavy feet, Venti swept you up into his arms, giggling. "We're almost there, dandelion." He reassured you as you lazily wrapped your arms around his neck. The bard smiled proudly to himself as you laid your head on his shoulder without protest. You had come a long way from nearly hyperventilating when he picked you up.

"Here we are," he whispered as you arrived at your destination. You were already asleep, of course, but he felt he should tell you anyways. Maneuvering his way through knobby roots and protruding rocks, he came to the base of the tree of Windrise, and lowered the two of you to the ground. A gentle breeze blew past as he hummed quietly, resting back against the tree as he held you securely in his lap.

ミ★ 𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘰 ★彡

"Ittoooo, are we there yet?" You whined, stumbling along behind your boyfriend. The man had seemingly limitless stamina- a far cry from your extremely limited amount. You had been following him around for hours as he hunted for the perfect beetle, and had begun to stumble and trip over your own feet.

"Are we where yet? Did we have a destination?" He asked, turning to look at you. "Woah, hey, you alright babe?" He asked, grabbing your arms as you pitched forward yet again.

"Itto!" You exclaimed in frustration, stomping your foot on the ground. "We've been out here for hours, I'm tired! I wanna go home," you complained.

"Okay, okay. We can go beetle hunting another day. Here, hop on my back babe, I'll carry you." He offered, turning his back to you and crouching down so you could climb on.

His large hands wrapped around your thighs as you scrambled onto his back, pointed nails digging softly into your flesh. You loved it when your boyfriend gave you piggyback rides almost as much as he loved giving them to you. Being able to smash boulders into bits with his bare hands, carrying you around was quite the easy task. He loved the familiar pressure of your chest leaning against his back, and when else was he going to get to hold your soft, squishy thighs like this in public? He gave your thighs a playful squeeze before making his way back towards Hanamizaka.

He chatted to you the whole way back, occasionally earning a mumble or two in response. He didn't really think much of your detached-ness until you arrived back at your destination.

"Uh, boss?" Genta asked once you arrived back at base.

"Genta, whats up brother?" He asked, about to drop you from his back. Akira and Mamorou panickily rushed over to place supporting hands on your back.

"Boss, y/n's asleep!" Akira exclaimed. Itto's hands tightened around your thighs in response.

"Oh shoot. No wonder they stopped responding half-way here," the oni replied. His chest puffed up with pride at the realization that you felt safe enough with him to fall asleep like that. "Hands off my lover, boys. I got this." He ordered, fully prepared to stand holding you like that for the next 8 hours.

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Yearning... Thinking about Sucrose... I really hope she comes up in a banner soon;-;

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the great scribe <3

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Resist

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dream team! loved how they all hated each other in the beginning 👍🏻

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i bet y'all do, but... does anyone have like their faves among their s/is? like they're all me they're all my fellas but certain ones just spark that serotonin SO much harder than the others?