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â ft. diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, thoma, gn!reader
â genre. disgustingly sweet fluff
â synopsis. them falling head over heels for you at first sight so basically just another excuse for author to write whipped men
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ðð¢ð¥ð®ð finds himself surprised. Heâs not quite sure how to feel when he spots you from behind the tavern bar. You laugh and smile with the crowds but he canât take his eyes off of you. The customer in front of him has to call him twice to get him to refocus on his work. He mumbles an apology but that doesnât stop his blush from growing. You can feel a certain someone continue to steal glances at you for the rest of the evening. Diluc just get enough of this strange and euphoric feeling erupting within him.
ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð turns the corner immediately to catch himself. He knows he canât. He shouldnât. He wouldnât dare. But the way you just swept him off his feet without even speaking a singular word is astounding. He lets out a soft exhale, covering his face with a hand to try and calm himself. Childe refuses to believe heâs just fallen in love with someone. But when he stumbles upon you once again, his heart canât help but leap at the chance to converse with you even just for a little.
ðððð²ð pretends he doesnât notice the way he stumbles over himself. Not just when speaking with you either. Just the mention of your name has him tripping and falling all over himself. His elegant and suave nature is all but a house of frail cards in a windstorm. He fiddles with the rim of his glass and toys with the cuff of his gloves. Kaeya flirts as he usually does of course but how can he possible ignore the way his mind utterly races when you flirt back.
ðð¡ðšð§ð ð¥ð¢ stays calm and collected. He notices you out of the corner of his eye and follows your figure through the crowds in Liyueâs market. He has to pause and try to ignore the need to approach you so suddenly. He cannot remember the last time he attempted a proper and natural conversation with someone he was not properly acquainted with beforehand. To put it more simply, heâs a little unsure how to capture your attention as you have with him. Perhaps he needs to consult with Hu Tao first.
ðð¡ðšðŠð shakes his head once, twice and almost a third time. Heâs awestruck and stunned by you. He has to catch himself from falling so hard he lands on the ground and thankfully heâs quick to chat up a storm with you. But you can see his growing affections for you all along the way he rambles and asks a million questions about you. Thoma tries very much so not to let on that maybe heâs got a bit of a puppy love flourishing for you. But if he truly were a puppy, his tail would be wagging like crazy.
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ððŽ ð¢ ððŠð¢ðšð¶ðŠ ð°ð§ ððŠðšðŠð¯ð¥ðŽ, ððŠð¯ðŽð©ðªð¯ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ððŠðŽðªð¥ðŠð¯ðµ ðð·ðªð ð§ð¢ð¯ð§ðªð€ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð©ðŠð¢ð¥ð€ð¢ð¯ð°ð¯ ð³ðŠð¢ð¥ðŠð³, ð ð³ðŠð¢ððªð»ðŠð¥ ðµð©ð¢ðµ ðµð©ðŠð³ðŠ ð¢ð³ðŠ ð§ðŠðž ð§ð¢ð¯ð§ðªð€ðŽ ð©ðŠð³ðŠ ð°ð¯ ðð¶ð®ð£ðð³ ðµð©ð¢ðµ ð ððªð¬ðŠ ð°ð³ ð'ð·ðŠ ð¢ðð³ðŠð¢ð¥ðº ð³ðŠð¢ð¥ ðŠð·ðŠð³ðºðµð©ðªð¯ðš :(
ððªðµð© ðµð©ðªðŽ ðªð¯ ð®ðªð¯ð¥ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð®ðº ð¥ðŠðŽðªð³ðŠ ðµð° ð¢ððžð¢ðºðŽ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ ðµð° ðžð³ðªðµðŠ, ð ð©ð¢ð¥ ðµð©ðŠ ðªð¥ðŠð¢ ð°ð§ ðŽðµð¢ð³ðµðªð¯ðš ð¢ ð±ð³ð°ð§ðªððŠ ð°ð¯ ðð¶ð®ð£ðð³.
ððŽ ðºð°ð¶'ð·ðŠ ð¢ðð³ðŠð¢ð¥ðº ð³ðŠð¢ð¥, ð'ð® ðžðªðððªð¯ðš ðµð° ðžð³ðªðµðŠ ð®ð¢ðªð¯ððº ð§ð°ð³ ð®ð¢ððŠ ð€ð©ð¢ð³ð¢ð€ðµðŠð³ðŽ ðªð¯ ððŠð¢ðšð¶ðŠ ð°ð§ ððŠðšðŠð¯ð¥ðŽ, ððŠð¯ðŽð©ðªð¯ ðð®ð±ð¢ð€ðµ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ððŠðŽðªð¥ðŠð¯ðµ ðð·ðªð. (ðð°ð¯'ðµ ðžð°ð³ð³ðº, ð ð€ð¢ð¯ ðžð³ðªðµðŠ ð§ð°ð³ ðžð°ð®ðŠð¯ ðµð°ð°)
ðð° ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðªð¯ðµðŠð³ðŠðŽðµðŠð¥, ðºð°ð¶ ð€ð¢ð¯ ðŽðŠð¯ð¥ ð®ðŠ ð¢ ð³ðŠð²ð¶ðŠðŽðµ ðµð° ðžð³ðªðµðŠ ð§ð°ð³ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðŽðŠððŠð€ðµðŠð¥ ð€ð©ð¢ð³ð¢ð€ðµðŠð³ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð±ð³ðŠð§ðŠð³ð¢ð£ððº ðªð¯ð€ðð¶ð¥ðŠ ðŽð±ðŠð€ðªð§ðªð€ð¢ðµðªð°ð¯ðŽ ð°ð§ ðµð©ðŠ ð€ð°ð¯ðµðŠð¯ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð¢ð¯ð§ðªð€/ð©ðŠð¢ð¥ð€ð¢ð¯ð°ð¯ (ðŠð¹ð¢ð®ð±ððŠðŽ: ððŽð§ðž ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðŽð§ðž ð°ð³ ð¢ ðŽð€ðŠð¯ð¢ð³ðªð° ðºð°ð¶ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ).
(ð'ð® ðŽð°ð³ð³ðº ðªð§ ðµð©ðŠ ðµðŠð¹ðµ ðªðŽ ðµð°ð° ð€ð°ð¯ð§ð¶ðŽðªð¯ðš, ðð¯ðšððªðŽð© ðªðŽ ð¯ð°ðµ ð®ðº ð¯ð¢ðµðªð·ðŠ ðð¢ð¯ðšð¶ð¢ðšðŠ).
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     i am 27 years old. unfortunately i may not be very active, as i work a full-time job (from 9-6pm) and have many things i try to juggle and focus on. i do have a main blog and a discord, but i prefer not providing those until i am comfortable and know you well enough. please be patient with my replies, but if it has been a while since i have (such as a few days), feel free to let me know by DMing me or sending me an ask.
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     iâm semi selective, especially as someone whoâs starting out in the rp scene on tumblr. i have roleplayed on tumblr before, but not consistently since 2012-2015. i would prefer to roleplay with mutuals, but i am definitely open to making more connections if iâm not following you/youâre not following me. now when it comes to age, i only want to roleplay with people who are 21+, as iâm uncomfortable making connections with anyone below that. please have your age somewhere on your blog (or at least mention that you're 21+) if you'd like me to interact with you! themes on my blog may be suggestive and not necessarily NSFW (yet there still may be that chance), but i still want to keep that boundary. suggestive/NSFW themes WILL be tagged. also, iâm completely fine with roleplaying with duplicates! in fact, i find it very fun and encourage it. when it comes starting roleplays, feel free to send me a DM, ask/prompt, or just tag me in a post if i don't have an open RP post going!
ððð ððððððð/ððððð ððððð â
     when it comes to sending in asks, i would like them to be limited to only 2 (at most) per prompt! i love being given options, but it does get a bit overwhelming if there's too many, especially with multimuse blogs. i may also decide to just pick one or the other instead of both, as my brain sometimes struggles with juggling multiple threads. ADHD and all.
ðð ððð ðððððððð â
     please do not interact with me or my blog if you write or condone racism of any kind (this also includes white-washing), homophobia, transphobia, pedophilia, grooming, misogyny, nazism, zionism, ableism, pseudocest, and/or incest. i also do not want to interact with pro-shippers, especially people who ship kaeluc, as it makes me incredibly uncomfortable. if i follow you and you do any of that and i somehow didnât realize it until later, then goodbye! you get no notice. in continuation with above, if i notice youâre in contact with minors, even if you donât write NSFW with them (which i hope to GOD you donât), itâs an autoblock as well. you do you, but i ainât about that life.
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     i love shipping very much and i am a multi-shipper (i'm basically an allkae enjoyer EXCEPT with his BROTHER, DILUC), but it is not a priority by any means. i love making connections overall and i do not plan to make romantic (or sexual) connections within a single interaction. i want our characters to build a relationship from the ground up, even if there are pre-established connections in canon. if our characters do manage to make a meaningful connection, then we can communicate about them going further! speaking of shipping, i am completely okay with our characters having a polyamorous relationship (not harem) or having other relationships in different verses. (ie. kaeya x your character in the main verse / your character x another character or kaeya x another character in a modern verse/au, etc.) i'm also actually fine with your character having multiple other relationships in the same verse. those can be separate, i really don't mind. only time i mind is if they're all acknowledged at once in that same verse without proper communication, as kaeya will see that as cheating, if any of that makes sense.
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     this blog may contain suggestive themes, violence, blood, murder, manipulation, death, etc. of course, all of these themes will be tagged appropriately when roleplayed! though, if there are any themes or warnings that could harm/trigger you, please let me know right away. i want to make sure you are comfortable and do not wish to upset you. communication is key, and i want to make sure we have that connection established. triggers will be tagged as "tw (xyz)". example: "tw blood". as for NSFW, there will be suggestive things, and if a roleplay is heading into the NSFW direction, then i ask it to take it to DMs. speaking of NSFW/suggestive things, it will probably be tagged as "usfw" or "tw suggestive" depending on the context.
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     iâve mentioned it in âselectivityâ, but i have not properly roleplayed on tumblr since 2012-2015. i had a brief time roleplaying in 2020 as wei wuxian, but since then iâve mostly just roleplayed on discord with friends or on FFXIV. with that being said, my writing may be a little⊠odd? in the sense that iâm not an expert when it comes to formatting on tumblr (whatwith the changes to making new posts and stuff, since i moved over to twitter once yahoo bought tumblr out). i may try to mold and match to your rp style (in terms of formatting), so if that makes you uncomfortable, please let me know! itâs definitely not to copy you, but moreso for me to âassimilateâ (in lack of another term) so iâm not too out-of-place.
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independent, open to non-mutuals, yet somewhat selective roleplay for ðððð²ð ðð¥ððð«ð¢ðð¡ of ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð. canon compliant yet may deviate based upon interpretations of source materials and personal headcanons. ðð ððð¡ ððð¡ððððð¡ ðð ð¢ðððð ð·ð¿, ðð ð ðððð ð©ððððð. ðð ðŠðð¢'ðð ð¢ðððð ð·ð¿, ð ð€ððð ððððð ðŠðð¢. ðð ððð¡ð ð¡ð©ðð¡ ð ðððððð ððð¡ððððð¡ððð ð€ðð¡ð© ð¡ð©ðð ð ðžð·+, ð ð ðð ðŠðð¢ ðððð'ð¡, ð'ð ððððð ð¡ð ðð ð£ðððŠ ð ððððð¡ðð£ð.
writer is in EST/GMT-5, 27, a (white passing) poc, and a bi trans man (he/him). racism, homophobia, transphobia, and general bigotry will not be tolerated.
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     hi! my name is jamey, and i am 27 years old. unfortunately i may not be very active, as i have many things i try to juggle and focus on. i do have a main blog and a discord, but i prefer not providing those until i am comfortable and know you well enough. please be patient with my replies, but if it has been a while since i have (such as a few days), feel free to let me know by DMing me or sending me an ask.
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     iâm semi selective, especially as someone whoâs starting out in the rp scene on tumblr. i have roleplayed on tumblr before, but not consistently since 2012-2015. i would prefer to roleplay with mutuals, but i am definitely open to making more connections if iâm not following you/youâre not following me. now when it comes to age, i prefer to roleplay with people who are 21+. please have your age somewhere on your blog (or at least mention that you're 21+) if you'd like me to interact with you! themes on my blog may be suggestive and not necessarily NSFW (yet there still may be that chance), but i still want to keep that boundary. suggestive/NSFW themes WILL be tagged. also, iâm completely fine with roleplaying with duplicates! in fact, i find it very fun and encourage it. when it comes starting roleplays, feel free to send me a DM, ask/prompt, or just tag me in a post if i don't have an open RP post going!
ððð ððððððð/ððððð ððððð â
     when it comes to sending in asks, i would like them to be limited to only 2 (at most) per prompt! i love being given options, but it does get a bit overwhelming if there's too many, especially with multimuse blogs. i may also decide to just pick one or the other instead of both, as my brain sometimes struggles with juggling multiple threads. ADHD and all.
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     please do not interact with me or my blog if you write or condone racism of any kind (this also includes white-washing), homophobia, transphobia, pedophilia, grooming, misogyny, nazism, zionism, ableism, pseudocest, and/or incest. i also do not want to interact with pro-shippers, especially people who ship kaeluc, as it makes me incredibly uncomfortable. if i follow you and you do any of that and i somehow didnât realize it until later, then goodbye! you get no notice. in continuation with above, if i notice youâre in contact with minors, even if you donât write NSFW with them (which i hope to GOD you donât), itâs an autoblock as well. you do you, but i ainât about that life.
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     i love shipping very much and i am a multi-shipper (i'm basically an allkae enjoyer EXCEPT with his BROTHER, DILUC), but it is not a priority by any means. i love making connections overall and i do not plan to make romantic (or sexual) connections within a single interaction. i want our characters to build a relationship from the ground up, even if there are pre-established connections in canon. if our characters do manage to make a meaningful connection, then we can communicate about them going further! speaking of shipping, i am completely okay with our characters having a polyamorous relationship (not harem) or having other relationships in different verses. (ie. kaeya x your character in the main verse / your character x another character or kaeya x another character in a modern verse/au, etc.) i'm also actually fine with your character having multiple other relationships in the same verse. those can be separate, i really don't mind. only time i mind is if they're all acknowledged at once in that same verse without proper communication, as kaeya will see that as cheating, if any of that makes sense.
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     this blog may contain suggestive themes, violence, blood, murder, manipulation, death, etc. of course, all of these themes will be tagged appropriately when roleplayed! though, if there are any themes or warnings that could harm/trigger you, please let me know right away. i want to make sure you are comfortable and do not wish to upset you. communication is key, and i want to make sure we have that connection established. triggers will be tagged as âtw (xyz)â. example: âtw bloodâ. as for NSFW, there will be suggestive things, and if a roleplay is heading into the NSFW direction, then i ask it to take it to DMs. speaking of NSFW/suggestive things, it will be tagged as âusfw //â, ânsfw //â, or âtw suggestiveâ depending on the context.
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     iâve mentioned it in âselectivityâ, but i have not properly roleplayed on tumblr since 2012-2015. i had a brief time roleplaying in 2020 as wei wuxian, but since then iâve mostly just roleplayed on discord with friends or on FFXIV. with that being said, my writing may be a little⊠odd? in the sense that iâm not an expert when it comes to formatting on tumblr (whatwith the changes to making new posts and stuff, since i moved over to twitter once yahoo bought tumblr out). i may try to mold and match to your rp style (in terms of formatting), so if that makes you uncomfortable, please let me know! itâs definitely not to copy you, but moreso for me to âassimilateâ (in lack of another term) so iâm not too out-of-place. AS OF SEPTEMBER 7, 2024, i will block folks who rp/hc lesbian-coded, or explicitly lesbian, characters as anything but lesbian. i will not tell anyone how to rp their muses, hence me blocking people instead if i notice it on my dash. the erasure of characters coded beneath the lgbt+ umbrella, especially the erasure of lesbian characters, is intolerable.
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ððð¯ðð«ð§? ððð ðððð ðð«ðš. || ðð. ððð ââââââââââââââââââââââââ»ððððð ðððððððð ðð ððð ðððððððð ððððð ð/ð, ððððð || ðððððð ððððððð ð/ð. âââââââââââââââââ #ððð¢ð«ð¢ð§ð ð¬ : ðððð²ð ð± ðð! ðððððð«. ââââââââââââââââââââââââ
âKaeya.
Letâs be honest here, this man is drunk with you. But youâre drunk before him. So we can make this workâ
He has his wine, and you have some random drink. You actually said that you should both go to the tavern because you both had been working hard.
So.. why not celebrate?
TO THE TAVERN IT IS!!
Okay so maybe that wasnât the best idea for a celebration. ð©ðœâðŠ²
This icy hoe is staring at you being the human embodiment of âš C H A O S âš
ð¶ Whatâs Kaeya thinking about? ð¶ :
âThat looks really fun⊠Iâm going for it!â
Right as this sexy bastard thought that, he chugged down his wine. And by now you have fallen off your chair.
âOw! My booty really said âNoâ€ïžâ *hic* heheheâ
This little shit is laughing his ass off at your booty pain. >:(
âWhy are you laughiinnggg?? Iâm in pain :(â
He tries to help you but ends up falling on top of you instead.
âOopsâ hehe.â
âGet off of *deep breath* MEEEEE! Youâre heavy!â
â>:O. Are you calling me⊠FAT?â
âIdk⊠am I? HAHAHAHAâ
There is no doubt Diluc had to drag BOTH of you out.
Heâs not helping you both home, you guys are on your own.
âWait.. are we stuck walking hoe- hom- HOME no- nw- NOW.?â
âYeah⊠dO *voice crack* you wanna make out?â
âYou Icy bastard, of course I do HEHEHEâ
You guys made out for a solid 4 minutes.
There is no way you both made it home. NO FREAKING WAY.
You guys are dead. 100%. No way did you guys make your way home alive. AH-HEM! Thank you for reading though :) bye bye now! © honeyy-fics. 2021
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ðððŠð: ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð ðð¡ðð«ððððð«ð¬: ðððð²ð, ðð¢ð¥ð®ð, ðð¡ðšð§ð ð¥ð¢, ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð, ðð¢ððš, ððð³ð®ð¡ð, ðð§ð ðð¡ðšðŠð ðð/ðððððð« ð± ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððð§
ðððððððð: ðœðððððð ððððððð: ð·ðððð ðð ðœððµð ðœðð ð¿ï¿œï¿œðð¢ððð: ð¿ððððð ðððððððð
If it's about your body, definitely your hips. He loves when they perk out when you have your hand on them, or just in certain clothing. He loves how they perfectly fit in his hand when he slips in for a kiss, or when he moves them up and down and you get absolute bliss from it.
Personality wise? Your independence. Kaeya thinks you're so strong and independent, even when you don't have to be. He likes to tease you about needing him to protect you, but honestly? You don't need him to and he knows.
He has an affixation on your shoulders. Kissing them softly while in bed after a rough day, loose and no longer tense, burying his head in the crook of your neck and making hickeys all over, or just having his arms around them while giving you a bear hug. He loves all of it.
How strong you are. You using your weapon, the moves and tricks you do, all without getting a single scratch on you. Sometimes, Diluc stops just to look at you get rid of a slime, being so proud that he's dating, in his opinion, one of the best fighters in Mondstadt.
He loves your eyes. He loves staring at them aimlessly, feeling like all these years of him living was worth it if he could see those eyes. They made him feel warm, safe and secure, all just in one blink of an eye.
Zhongli didn't get excited often, more reserved and kept to himself. You fill in for it, which is what he loves most. Everytime you come home from working and you rant on and on about something you enjoy, the way your eyes light up, the way you grab his hands, he adores it.
Childe loves ass. Specifically, your ass he loves. It fits so perfectly in his hand, maybe holding you up so you don't get your shoes dirty, or maybe laying on it as he falls asleep, he thinks it absolutely perfect just for him.
A huge fascination to your spirit. Everytime you go out for a quest, even if it sounds difficult, you always say that you'll defeat anything on the way. You uphold your promise of course, maybe coming back with a few scars but it just shows how well you can handle anything. That drives him crazy.
He loves your thighs so much. He loves doing anything on them, whether its sleeping on them, tracing his name on them, or making love marks no body could see but him. He feels so good and soft when he's between your thighs and laying his head on them.
Caring is what has Xiao's heart clenching in nervousness and happiness. When you bandage up his wounds even though he really could just heal himself, it makes him blush like he has a fever. The way you hold his hand and rub his back in small circles to make him feel calm, he could die right there and he'd be happy.
Hands. Whether they're in his hands or on his back, he loves them. They fit so well in his rough, calloused hands. Sometimes he kisses your knuckles while you stand, like you were a princess in a fairytale he doesn't want to end.
You trust him so much, Kazuha's heart swells. You tell him almost everything, your likes, dislikes, kinks, everything. He didn't hide anything either but when something personal came up and you go to him first? He falls head over heels in love all over again.
He has a collarbone kink or SOMETHING. He really likes placing kisses on your collarbone, making love marks that are noticeable all over it. Also, he think it looks really sexy when your collarbone is shown in some of your clothing.
Your humor. Thoma's really goofy when it comes to you, and when you make a comeback just as good, his smile is like none other. He loves that he can just be funny and smiley with you and he doesn't have to hold back.
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Request for headcannons:
Diluc with an s/o who really loves his hair. They take care of it for him, style it, massage his scalp or just run their fingers through it at every opportunity.
(Also, consider this: braiding flowers into his hair.)
ðð¥ðð²ð¢ð§ð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ðð¡ðð¢ð« ððð¢ð« â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â ft. diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, gn!reader
â genre. fluff, headcanons
â a/n. decided to throw in a couple others just cause i love this prompt so much hehe
â ðð¢ð¥ð®ð ððð ð§ð¯ð¢ð§ðð«
he absolutely melts when you play with his hair. of course, he tries not to let it show how much heâs whipped for it but itâs always there.
when he's working and you peek through the office door, he's already getting ready for you to ask to play with his hair. it's practically expected at this point.
"i found flowers by the lake, do you mind?" you grin, holding up the calla lilies. he smiles fondly, "of course not, my love."
he relaxes at your touch, letting you fingers work their magic. he's patient, allowing you to braid his hair with love. he can feel when you mess up and have to start again.
he smiles behind his paperwork when you meticulously pin his hair with the lilies. you place them into his braid and then step back to observe your work.
"all done! wanna look?" you smile, offering him a mirror. he takes it, softly admiring the work and attention you put in.
"it looks very good," he chuckles, taking one of the flowers out of his hair.
"hey don't mess it up-!" you sigh before he turns around in his seat. the flower he holds gets slipped behind your ear and he admires you just the same.
â ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð
he wastes no opportunity to let you know he enjoys it when you run your fingers through his hair. he's not unlike a puppy honestly.
the moment it's just the two of you, he's grasping your hand and leading it back up to his hair so you can play with it.
childe finds it absolutely endearing and even when he's busy working on something important, you settle him down so quickly with a simple pat on the head.
"if we follow orders and continue on here, then the new trainees should..." you pause, feeling childe take your hand in his own.
the map laid out on the table is completely ignored when you stare up at him while he simply places your hand on his head.
you sigh, complying to his demands and stroking his silky hair. you continue to speak of the upcoming plans while he rests against your touch, adoring the way your nails scratch against his scalp and massage his skin.
but he especially loves it on the nights when his mind can't seem to stop racing.
when he awakes from a horrid dream and your hand is still shifted through his hair without you even needing to be woken up
childe tightens his grip around you and despite not being able to fall back asleep for a while, it's alright as long as you're beside him.
â ðððð²ð ðð¥ððð«ð¢ðð¡
it's so easy to get kaeya to bend to your will. all you have to do is give him a good puppy dog eyed look and he's lower himself down so you can card your fingers through his pretty locks.
he allows you to undo his low ponytail and comb through his hair. it's comforting and familiar and he's noticed how much you're obsessed with it.
if anything, it's another factor he can simply tease you with. he notices the way you eye his whispy blue hair and the way you daydream so easily when gazing at him.
"hm? is something on your mind, lovely?"
"what? no, nothing. it's silly."
he laughs good-naturedly, reaching over to caress your cheek carefully. "nothing? i have a feeling someone's thinking 'bout my hair again. am i right?"
well, now you have no choice but to play with his hair. he lets you pull it into a high ponytail, melting at the feeling of your precious fingers working diligently.
you always seem to have some new hair routine for him to try too. or a sweetly scented shampoo, or perhaps a new accessory for him
kaeya's more than happy to oblige your unique obsession with his hair and honestly what's better than laughing your asses off while you're both having a spa day trying hair masks from inazuma?
â ðð¡ðšð§ð ð¥ð¢
appearances were never too important for the ex-archon. i mean, he has the ability to alter his physical form anyhow so learning about your temptation with his hair was rather amusing.
he enjoys settling down with a nice cup of tea and allowing you to comb through his hair first. you make little braids or tie it up, letting his pretty bangs frame his face perfectly.
zhongli always admires your work, complimenting your skills which may earn you a gentle kiss on the cheek.
he also never realized how endearing massages were till you started unconsciously doing them during gentle evenings.
in fact, the first time you realized your habit of racking your fingers through his long hair, he was the one to speak up on it.
it took zhongli only a few moments to realize that the thing he craved during your evenings together was the way you played with his hair.
so the one evening you didn't do it, he had to swallow his pride to clue you in on the habit.
"my darling, would you mind... stroking my hair a little?"
you can see a slight tinge of pink on the man's cheeks. even you have to process his request a little slowly just to make sure you understood.
"oh! of course!" you corrected yourself, chuckling softly when he immediately softened upon feeling your hand upon his head.
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hello! i've been sticking around for a while so i thought it'd be good if i sent a request!! i was thinking of the reader comforting kaeya, childe, xiao and itto (or any character of your choice) when they're sad? you don't have to do this request, of course! thank you in advance!
ððšðŠððšð«ðð¢ð§ð ðð¡ððŠ â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â ft. kaeya, childe, xiao, itto, gn!reader
â genre. comfort, reader pulls an asian mom and gives xiao sliced fruits /hj
â ðððð²ð ðð¥ððð«ð¢ðð¡
he finds comfort in your smile and the way your words reach him in the stillness. in moments like this, when he can't seem to comprehend his own mind or the regrets that he carries, kaeya seeks you out.
in spite of himself, you're the person that takes care of him and makes him feel like things are normal again. you whisper about the intricacies of his mind and relieve him that things will be alright.
even when he thinks he's doing a wonderful job covering up his anxieties, you swoop in with an attentive gaze and that's all it takes to get him into your arms.
"kaeya, what's wrong?" you murmur, brushing back his pretty blue hair and tucking it sweetly behind his ear.
and all he can do is stare at you because how did you know? caramel rays of sunlight seep into the office and he grasps onto your sleeve like a little child. he never realized just how readable he was before you came along.
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he feigns ignorance on the days his mind wounds him. he pretends like the world is not caving in on itself and pushes on through the evenings. but he can't stop himself from quieting.
the ecstatic words that usually tumble from his lips when he greets you are lost when he finally gets to hold you in his arms. without another second spared, he's latched onto you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
you smell like lemongrass and fresh dewdrops from the mountains of liyue. he wonders briefly what you've been doing there. then he feels your fingers card through his hair and the thoughts shut down.
"you're doing good, ajax. do you wanna talk about it?" the words are all he needs to cling to you for the rest of the night.
you bring him serenity and a type of adoration that has the poor man squeezing you in his embrace as if the world were to rip you away from him.
â ðð¢ððš
irritation crackles through him and pierces his thoughts without another word. he's wounded and drained by the grief and sorrow he must abide by. you carry that burden alongside him.
xiao doesn't ask for anything. he doesn't speak, nor request anything of you. he basks in a radiant silence that has you worried out of your mind. but then again, he's never had someone like you to bring him this level of comfort.
he finds comfort in the food you bring him when times grow trying, when the weight becomes a little too heavy, or his heart aches for people he can no longer reach.
"i made your favorite," you whisper, offering the plate of almond tofu to the adeptus.
and in an instant, his eyes soften. no longer are they molded from the crackling irritation of the day but of gentle pieces of fondness and care.
â ðð«ðððð€ð¢ ððððš
a tad too enthusiastic is itto's tell. he replaces the hurt and the upset with the energetic and the giving. but when the giving is said and done, what else could be left?
you can tell he's bothered. he makes it clear once you notice the tell. so you whisk him away from the tragedies that plague his mind. drag him away from the confusions and the worries.
he can't help but be relieved by your words. you remark of his courage and his confidence and his brilliant smile. when his falters, you replace it for him and give him the chance to just be himself.
"feeling a little better now?" he nods because you know the smile he now wears is real and raw. itto likes running his thumb over your knuckles, kissing the back of it.
he can't describe the effervescence of your love. you know all the right words to relieve him and even then he thanks you for the kindness and the understanding. for he's not used to seeing this side of people.
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ððð ððšð® ðð«ððð€ ðð² ðððð«ð ðð ðð¢ð§ â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â characters. childe, kaeya, alhaitham
â genre. angsty?
â synopsis. you can't help but feel as though the man in front of you is drifting away and there's nothing you can do about it.
â ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð
Heaven knows youâve tried. Over and over again, you would try to get rid of the ache and the pain you felt when he would smile at you and leave. The hours and minutes could never define the worry and confusion you absorbed when he returned only to tell you he was departing again.Â
Childe was always busy with things. Whether it was the fact he never seemed to have enough time or he was off on another mission, you could see that he was fading away from you. Then again, he never truly felt whole.Â
There was a brief moment when you would feel those butterflies all over again. When heâd arrive back on your doorstep with a tired look in his eyes but at least he returned back to you. But you would feel sick when he grazed your cheeks with his fingers, an empty admiration in his cerulean eyes.Â
âIâm leaving again,â he says simply. And all you can do is nod because what is worse than staying trapped with those tomentous emotions? Confronting them.Â
â ðððð²ð
At the end of the day, you try to pretend you are the people you once thought you were. Kaeyaâs become distant, thatâs for certain. You lean back in your seat, trying to remember the moments you would stay awake till midnight, exchanging whispers of secrecy and adoration.Â
But you sit alone in the silence while you know that heâs busy. Always busy and always worried about the life he never got to live with his brother. You sip your drink, trying to rationalize the ideas in your mind. Youâre unsure if this is a bump in the road or a boulder stopping your paths.Â
âWhat are you still doing up?â Kaeya murmurs into the darkness. Itâs late, you know. But you canât help but wonder what would happen. What would happen if you left tomorrow morning? Would he search for you?Â
The question plagues you as you merely smile at him. And you go back to pretending that you are the person you once thought you were to him.Â
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There are things you donât understand sometimes. The way he moves as if in the shadows and as if you do not exist to him. Everything to him is like a puzzle or a game and there are moments you think he thinks you are too.Â
Alhaitham never slows down to explain things to you. Youâve watched him from afar, supported and loved him. He comes back to you bruised and broken and never explains himself. He whispers that itâs fine or it doesnât matter.Â
Still, it takes up all your mind. Does he truly care like you do? Does he realize just how much youâd be willing to sacrifice if only heâd let you in a little? You swallow thickly, reassuring him of problems you donât want to mention.Â
âPlease donât worry,â he whispers, brushing the tears from your eyes. But the secrets and the mysteries and the puzzles donât make sense to you anymore. The world is so simple. So why canât you two be as well?
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ðððŠð¢ð«ððð¢ðšð§ ððš ððšð® â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â ft. kaeya, kazuha, albedo, gn!reader
â genre. fluff, slight comfort (albedo) genshin men admiring you :)
â ðððð²ð ðð¥ððð«ð¢ðð¡
âSomething on my face?â Kaeya asked. There was a sort of curious glimmer in his visible eye. You hummed in quiet acknowledgement. He gave you a mischievous grin. The one that you loved ever so much. He leaned into your touch, pecking the inside of your palm.
âNow what are you on about?â You murmured, shifting a bit to your right so that he could readjust his legs properly next to you.
âWell nothing I suppose. You just seemed so focused on my lips. Was I perhaps wrong?â Kaeya was fond of the way you glanced away from his prying question. You two both knew better. It was almost inevitable that this would happen.
âMaybe you were, maybe you werenât,â you countered, causing him to give you a faux pout.
âYouâre a very cruel person, arenât you, Dove?â he murmured rather fondly. There was an odd look in his eye. The kind that made someone want to melt right then and there. The warmth of his hand brushed against your cheek and you smiled at the sincerity in his expression.
âYouâre beautiful.â
â ðððððð¡ðð«ð ððð³ð®ð¡ð
âAre you fond of nature?â You asked, looking up at the fading autumnal leaves in the thinning branches of the trees. Kazuhaâs eyes were trained on them for a moment before his gaze switched back to yours.
âI find warmth in nature,â he explained, âWhen the leaves turn red or back to green, I gather that itâs a beautiful experience⊠However, I find the best visage is the twinkle in your eyes when you admire the stars gleaming in the night sky, or the flowers blooming in spring.â
He smiled innocently when you appear surprised by his comment. The way he scattered the words into the wind had your mind in a love-dazed spin. âYou⊠are so odd, honestly,â you mumbled averting your gaze once more.
Kazuhaâs grin remained still even after you had attempted to leave his embrace. But he chuckled, brushing against your cheek to gaze at you. His eyes were kind. They had always been. But the way he looked at you was so much more wondrous than anything youâd seen before.
âDo you think Iâm wrong, my Love?â He whispered. His breath grazed against your ear and you could feel his smile against your skin. âBecause I could continue for the rest of the evening if you so wish. Thereâs so much Iâm willing to say.â
â ðð¥ððððš
Albedo didnât miss the odd look in your eyes when you returned from town. Your journey up the mountains of Dragonspine must have had a block in the road somewhere as you set the supplies on the table beside him and stumbled towards the bookshelf.
He frowned, going over the actions one would take when their significant other was having a rough day. He found that it was much more difficult in practice. But he slowly inched over to you, gently resting a hand upon your shoulder.
âAnything wrong?â He murmured, feeling you tense under his touch.
You seemed to think for a moment and he allowed you the time to do so.
âJust feeling a little insecure today,â you finally admitted.
Albedoâs frown deepened. You? You felt insecure? âI do not quite comprehend thisâŠâ he said softly, âYouâre so captivating.â And perhaps he didnât much else but the sincerity in his eyes and the way he practically whispered the words with such purity, you could feel your heart pound louder in your chest.
âDo you disagree?â
You stood there, taking in the incoming chill from outside the warmth of the camp. At your silence, Albedo smiled softly, cupping your face in his hands. âBecause if you do, I do not mind writing up a report arguing against it.â
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ðšð« ðð¡ððŠ ððâ ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â ft. diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, gn!reader
â genre. angst to fluff?
â cw. stabby stabs and brief descriptions of blood
â ðð¢ð¥ð®ð ððð ð§ð¯ð¢ð§ðð«
he had warned you not to make trouble. sure, the warning in of itself was just a minor precaution that he had spat out as the two of you left. but as diluc watches the blood-splattered blade grind into your stomach, his heart lurches. it should have just been another routine visit with a few abyss mages. so why were you staring at him with those horrified eyes?
your name is a whisper on his lips as he stumbles back onto his feet. in a flash the enemy evaporates into that familiar black and red mist. diluc rushes to your side; his widened eyes scan your wound, desperately trying to apply pressure while your blood stains his hands.
"why... why did you do that?!" he exclaims, "you should have just let me take the hit!" you smile weakly. the sort of smile that has him reeling and disgusted with himself. "i wanted to protect you. besides," you cough, "I'll be fine. you can't kill me that easily."
diluc holds you to his chest, burying his face in your shoulder. "still, please don't scare me like that. i couldn't bare to lose you too." you can feel his worry in the way his heart pounds against your own chest and his eyes screw tight as he if when he opens them you'll be gone.
â ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð
a confident grin befalls childe as you watch him from the corner of your eye. a peaceful day in the mountains of liyue have the two of you wrapping up a prolonged training session. perhaps he should have paid more attention to what was around but before he knows it, your gut-wrenching shout fills his ears.
childe stumbles, unsure of the events that had just transpired. he was certain you had shoved him just as he had called your name. but he blinked in a mute horror upon spotting your limp body slumped against the trunk of a tree. the monstrous geovishap growls ferociously at you and childe canât help but let that horror grow into a vile rage.
the next thing you know, youâre staring at the most grief-stricken childe youâve ever witnessed. his eyes are murky and tired. his hand clutches yours with such an intensity that you find it nearly hard enough to break. and for a second, childe appears to be at a loss for words. âi⊠i patched you back up,â he says slowly, âyou should be⊠better now.â the way he sounds make it seem as if heâs trying to convince himself at this point.
âwhatâs wrong?â you murmur, softly squeezing his hand in yours. he just seems lost, unsure whether or not to scold you for what you did or thank you. âjust⊠please donât do that again,â he finally says, resting his forehead against your shoulder.
â ðððð²ð ðð¥ððð«ð¢ðð¡
âkaeya!â you watch your lover gather his thoughts. you never would have thought a quick, routine scouting of the nearby mountainous forests would have resulted in an argument. but here the two of you were, struggling to explain to the other your innermost thoughts. the argument had been a petty one. just something kaeya wished to warn you about.
honestly, he was just looking out for you. it wasnât often he got angered at you either. but something about the evening swayed his emotions when it came to you. upon hearing his name he frowns, turning back to hear you out at the very least. yet, as he does so the disgusting scent of blood snatches his senses.
kaeya feels the wet substance hit his cheek as you shove him aside. the ruin guard leaps, shadowing the land of his descent. but in the moment, kaeyaâs quick to summon the strength to look back at your wounded body limp in his arms. your blood stains his skin and his lungs feel as though about to collapse.
when your eyes open, you're in a warm bed and at the end of it is kaeya. his eyes look tired. but a breath of relief flows back into them when he notices you are awake. "oh thank god," he whispers, kissing you fervently. "i'm sorry. i'm so sorry." he repeats the words over and over until you finally hush him back into that loving embrace he adores.
â ðð¡ðšð§ð ð¥ð¢
it's a flash of heartbreaking thunder that crashes down onto the man. one second you were assisting him with a simple task and suddenly he's gripping onto your bleeding wound, eyes wavering as he looks down at you. he feels frozen at his feet when you swallow harshly. blood spilling from the ghastly cut on your abdomen.
his shield should have protected you. you were not supposed to be his. his mouth opens and shuts, trying to comprehend the situation. he hasn't truly felt hopeless since the archon wars when she died. and now you may suffer the same fate because of his negligence.
"zhongli!" you cry, snapping him out of that horrified trance, "it's gonna be okay. i'm still here." it's his turn to swallow back the bile in the back of his throat and nod slowly. he can change your fate this time. "just hold on, my love," he says softly, wrapping your wound with a cloth.
"i trust you," you murmur. for a moment he almost wishes you didn't as he feels his heart sink even further. "right. just... please don't close your eyes," he quietly begs. you're in his arms in a second, determined to pay attention to his words as he heads towards the abandoned camp he noticed earlier. you can feel his hands tremble; if not from fear then from the anger towards himself.
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ðð¡ðð§ ððšð® ððšðŠð ððšðŠð ðð â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â characters. kaeya, zhongli, diluc, childe, gn!reader
â genre. angst to fluff, author being held at gunpoint to write a happy ending
â part i. when you come home
after months fade into the eternity of years, he's unsure whether or not to continue on with the regularity of his life. you appear to him in his dreams and whisper the sweetness of the dawn to come. yet, how could he dare try and forget the delicate memories he once shared with you?
your disappearance during your commission will forever haunt him until you come home once again.
ðððð²ð has lost sleep dreaming of the days leading up to your departure. he stares at the faded, dead petals of the lilies in that pathetic vase. time has hardened the hurt but he remains true to the promise he made to himself. he finds himself awakening from his sleep, blinking back his slumber and squinting at a familiar figure, stroking back his hair.
he recognizes this dream. he's had it before. tears flood his vision as he sobs at your gentle touch. "please, don't do this to me," he whispers into the darkness, "please, why can't you be real for once?" that's when you speak and he notices the tears dripping on his skin. they're warm and he can't believe it until he hears your voice. "i'm sorry, kaeya. i'm so sorry i took so long." oh, you're real. you're here. you're finally home. before even he knows it, kaeya lunges into your physical arms; and for the first time in a year takes a much-needed breath.
ðð¡ðšð§ð ð¥ð¢ does not feel the passage of time as strongly as the others. he thinks about the memories he cultivated with you and the little things he loves about you. in a way, heâs tired of watching the journey of time carry away his loved ones. there are nights he simply play stares out at the cascading mountaintops and imagines his life if you had just never left. he could never resent you for chasing after your dreams. but he canât walk the paths of liyue the same.
you come to him during one of those very walks. a crowd of people swerving through the streets, vendors ringing out to them, and the scent of glaze lilies waft into the harbor-scented air. his gaze is straightforward until he spots a familiar figure. "zhongli!" you stumble towards him after you spot him shortly after. zhongli canât seem to find the words as the two of you shatter the crowdâs fluidity. your name desperately falls from his mouth and youâre in his arms within seconds.
ðð¢ð¥ð®ð finds the lights on in the parlor to be a regular sight. despite no one else being down there or even sitting on the porch, he hopes that the lights will somehow reach wherever you are in this world. it's late. much later than he realizes. he rubs the back of his neck as he leans back in his office chair. the parchment falls lackadaisically off his desk and the scent of ink stains his fingers. diluc sighs, wish, praying, hoping that the nightmares waiting for him tonight would be a little easier on him.
"master diluc, there's someone calling for you downstairs," adelinde says through the closed door. diluc scoffs, standing to go and dismiss them himself. and yet, who would be calling for him so late at night? his mind is lost as he stands and walks to the edge of the railing on the second floor. his eyes locate the figure and his heart sinks. you stare up at him with kind eyes and a heart-wrenching smile. "i'm back. did i make you wait long?" your name is a fleeting call as he stumbles down the steps and nearly suffocates you into a gratifying and much-needed embrace.
ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð senses the loss and the anxiety come crumbling down onto him when he spots you for the first time in years. all this time, pretending and never acknowledging the fact you had disappeared into the realm of time. he can't breathe when he comes home. childe staggers at the doorway, inhaling the familiar scent of a person he tried to believe wasn't dead. coming home to you was something he never thought he would get to experience again.
and suddenly the world spins in slow motion as you turn and greet him with outstretched arms. oh, how much pain he feels in that moment. despite every time he didn't face the facts, this time is the final time he'll suppress the fear of never seeing you. he cries like never before. in the whirlwind of relief, stress, and comfort, you whisper his name. his true name. "i'm home." through gentle sobs, he holds you tight as if you'll fade if he doesn't. "welcome home."
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ð¥ð®ð¬ððð«ðð ððð¬ð¬ðð¬ ðð â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â characters. diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, gn!reader
â genre. fluff, flustered boys bc i can (again)
â ðð¢ð¥ð®ð ððð ð§ð¯ð¢ð§ðð«
honestly, it doesnât take much for him to go a little red. heâs not exactly used to someone singing his praises so enthusiastically. heâs relaxing, for once. diluc finds comfort in your voice. it chatters on about the most mundane and ordinary things but itâs always so peaceful.
he zones out for a moment, admiring your features glowing under the warmth of the crackling fireplace. itâs not until you start talking about someone that he starts paying attention again. âand heâs just so handsome and admirable. i honestly donât know what iâm going to do.â
dilucâs expression grows rather surprised as he tries remembering who youâre referring to. âheâs got such pretty red hair and very striking eyes,â you continue, smiling lovingly at him. at the description, diluc realizes you are referring to him of all people.
âoh? are you paying attention now? or shall i go on?â you remark, a playful grin decorating your lips. he can feel his face heat and itâs definitely not from the fireplace. âwhat? no of course not!â he exclaims, placing a gloved hand over his expression. how silly of him.
â ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð
it's the gentle moments when the world isn't looking that childe found himself vulnerable in front of you. you hold him after long days and he melts in your embrace oh so easily. small bits and pieces of laughter spill in between the two of you and he feels the weights lifting from him.
and as the night wanes, heâs sleepily resting his head against your chest and holding onto you tightly. he feels you stroke his hair back and just that simple action has his heart beating wildly. he can feel it thudding against his own chest and childe presses a gentle kiss to your collarbone.
âsweet dreams,â he whispers. you hum an answer tiredly, âlove you, ajax.â the sweet sound of his name from your lips has him so utterly soft. it has him reeling in the mind and his heart doing subtle loop-de-loops. forget sleep, he can feel his face glowing in a flustered deep red. the tips of his ears tint with a gentle pink. he buries himself further into your chest, praying you haven't noticed his predicament.
despite his flushed cheeks, he looks up at you with an expression of awe. âsay it again, sweetheart?â you chuckle softly, playing dumb. âsay what again?â âmy name. say it one more time for me.â
â ðððð²ð ðð¥ððð«ð¢ðð¡
longing is the most kaeya feels when youâre away. he finds himself immersed in silly daydreams and attempting not to glance out the window every other second. honestly heâs not used to feeling this way towards anyone.
he finds himself wandering into your shared room, taking in the silence of your invisible presence. it's light and airy; he feels as though he might finally sleep peacefully with the scent of your shampoo drifting through the misty dusk. kaeya lays down on your side of the bed, perhaps indulging in his longing a little too long.
"kae... ya?" you pause in the middle of his name, spotting your lover sleeping soundly on your side of the bed. your pillow is tucked in his arms, holding it gently. your return seems to have eluded his mind, but you lean down to admire his pretty features. your presence must have awoken him as well as he stirs to life in a daze.
he whispers your name, still resurrecting himself from his slumber. "i miss you so much. when are you coming home?" he murmurs, resting a hand on your cheek. you smile, kissing the inside of his palm. "i am home." he blinks once, twice, three times and suddenly he finds himself utterly flustered with himself. his eyes grow wide and he retracts his hand to hide his embarrassment. "i-i see... welcome home, my love."
â ðð¡ðšð§ð ð¥ð¢Â
basking in the shade during the summer sun was truly a pleasure for the two of you. zhongli sips his tea quietly, admiring the subtle beauty of the vast region he had come to create. as per usual, you are by his side. and honestly, he wouldn't have it any other way. "oh, there's a leaf in your hair," you say, reaching up to rid him of the peculiar object.
he leans down slightly, allowing you to do as you please. "hmm, do you mind if i fix your hair?" you suggest, stroking his bangs fondly. zhongli shakes his head. "not at all." the smile on your face is all his needs when you move behind him, taking his hair out of its usual tie and smoothing it out with your fingers.
zhongli admires your touch, noting the way your fingers run through his hair and barely graze his neck. the feeling is rather ticklish and he finds himself jerking in and out of relaxation from it. "almost done," you murmur. in spite of himself, his cheeks grow rosy from the intimacy. rarely did he feel this vulnerable with someone. "take your time."
yet, he relished in the serenity of the moment. though he was rather thankful for the fact you were behind him as he hid the small, growing smile behind the rim of his teacup. not that he noticed you could see the tinge of pink growing on the tips of his ears.
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ðð®ðŠð©ð¢ð§ð ðð§ððš ðð¡ðð¢ð« ðð¡ðð¬ðð¬ â ððð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð§ ððŠð©ððð
â characters. kaeya, thoma, childe, diluc, gn!reader
â genre. crack, like i mean crack crack
â cw. readerâs kinda shameless cause i am, established relationships, yeah i called childeâs chest his tits whadaya gonna do lock me up? i dare yo-
ðððð²ð is just as surprised as you are at first. that is until a smug look comes over him. you look at him for a moment before burying your face because goddamit if there was ever a moment like this before you better take it right now. of course, heâd likely laugh and pull you closer, asking if you planned such an unlikely occurrence. yeah heâd probably let you do it again âon accident.â
ðð¡ðšðŠð absolutely does not expect it. heâs stunned enough you slammed your nose right in between his pecs but honestly are you complaining bestie? no thatâs what i thought. he apologies profusely until he realizes you seem to be smiling? he practically deflates right then and there after noticing you appear to be taking joy in his avid worries over you. but hey, at least youâre happy and he gets to hold you in his arms for a moment.
ðð¡ð¢ð¥ðð probably planned it himself honestly. that little rat bastard lined himself up straight outta your peripheralï¿Œ. so when you smack your face straight into his tits heâs staring at you with a dumbass grin on his face and a very satisfied expression. wraps an arm around your waist slyly and probably swings you some silly pick up line youâve heard for the millionth time since dating this man or another tease that has you questioning whether or not he expected this outcome. tbh worth it.
ðð¢ð¥ð®ð is frozen stiff at the contact. heâs unsure whether or not youâre even aware of who you just slammed into and honestly with how dazed you look, iâm not too sure either. look, if you get anywhere near that manâs chest i consider you a lucky, lucky individual. obviously he brushes you off, pushing you away slightly and avoids your eyes as he tries to move on from the event. but how can he focus again when youâre only staring at his chest now? cause same id be clocked out in an instant.
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