#genshin tohma imagines

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine being Genshin Men's the one that got away part 2 featuring Kaeya, Pantalone and Thoma.

Kaeya Alberich

Cause now I pay the price.

Imagine being used to be very close to Kaeya and Diluc, with your parents being close to their father, Crepus Ragnvindr. You have always been Diluc's friend every since the two of you were a baby. So the arrival of someone new, someone as pretty and cute and Kaeya was something that both of you were happy and excited of, a new member into te family, a new friend to get along to.

Imagine you were their friend, always hangout out with the set of brothers playing around and causing troubles here and there. The three of you were just unseperatable, and you were also slowly being aware of the feelings you were developing for him.

Imagine Diluc has always been a brother, annoying little brother you never had. And Kaeya, kaeya was different. Maybe it was the fact that you knew he wasn't biological a Ragnvindr and he looked a lot different than Diluc whom you had enough seeing his face of already, but he was different. His smiles lit up your mood, your heart races when he laughs, when he messes with your hair. It was different, you never want to see him as a brother or anything close to it.

Imagine things started to took a turn when Diluc joined the knights and you didn't, Kaeya did follow his steps a little later though. You watch side by side how Diluc becomes the youngest ever appointed Captain to be within the ranks of the Knights of Favonious. "He's awesome, isn't he." "Hmmm." This is enough, just being there by his side.

Imagine pursuing to become a merchant. The three of you going on a different paths with the two closely related to. Diluc was already busy enough tk begin with causing you and Kaeya to be hanging out by yourselves. And those nights, those nights were memorable, it was wonderful. The way he laugh, the way he looks at you, the way the two of you were looking at each other. You can feel it. You might be young, people might say both of you were young, but you knew, damn it, you knew what this is.

Imagine it was raining, it was raining when Crepus died and it was raining when two brothers parted ways with each other with you standing in the middle of it. "Stop it! You're both going to end up hurting each other!" "Did you heard what he said?! Are you deaf?! Crazy?! You heard what he said and you're still sticking on his side?!" "I am not picking anyone's side in here! What I'm trying to say it that you calm the fuck down-! Dilu-! Kaeya!" As you tried to interfere midway, you were pull by the back of your neck backwards as a bird like flame of fires came into yours and Kaeya's direction.

Imagine that night, you gain a pretty deep scar on your side, cause by the burn of your best friend as well as the intense icy frost that comes after it. Not only that, not only did you lost your childhood friend, but you also lost him, Kaeya. "I'm sorry." It was pouring hard as he kneel by your side. "I'm sorry." He spoke once again, his fingers slowly slipping away from yours. "Kaey-" "I'm sorry." Then he left.

Imagine, one of the hardest thing Kaeya ever did was to walk away from you that night, knowing what he- what the two of you coulf have been has now down the drain, and will forever remain their frozen in time.

Imagine that same night the two brothers fell out, so does everything connected to them, you. Dilic left without a word. And Kaeya started ignoring you. Maybe it was because out of guilt, maybe it's because of the things he said that night. But if there was one thing for sure is that he won't see you, he won't talk to you. No matter now much you begged, he never did. He was all that you have now, and you're pretty sure that goes the same way for him, so why is he okay? How could he be okay? Fuck it.

"They left." "I know." "I heard they might not come back." "... I know." "You're not going to see them? They're still waiting for you outside." "... No." And so you left.

Imagine, Kaeya has always been aware that there was something going on with the two of you. You were quite different after all, different when it comes to him and Diluc. And it was quite obvious to be honest. So when he started ignoring you after that night, it was strange and funny. How his heart would often ache just by you calling his name.

Imagine when you left, a part of him left with you too. You were... everything after all. It may not be obvious, but you and Diluc were his everything back then. So as years have gone by, things like his were on the back of his mind, long to be forgotten. Just like what he was always hoping to. Or so he thought.

"One glass of wine please!" He utter with a smile, one way of teasing Diluc as the red hair started serving behind the counter when the familiar bell rings indicating an incoming customer "And one beer for me." And there comes the ache again. As the two head turn, one red and one blue. "It's been awhile." They smiled, the same damn smile they always gave them.

Imagine after a long moment of silence, he manage to hold up a smile. "Back in town?" "Oh you bet! It's been so long!" "You should have given us a heads up before you came back." "Oh please, I don't want to hear that coming from you, who left without a word, Diluc." You joked, even giving Kaeya a side eye as you made fun of the other guy, just like the old times but there was something obviously different. The way you look at him...

Imagine it was a joyful yet silent night for the three of you, with Kaeya just smiling, butting in for a few times but just there by the side, it was quite uncharacteristic of him, just casually playing with the wine on his hand before it was time to go. "Well, I got to get going." "Already?" You pout, Diluc scoffing at your reaction but somehow giving Kaeya a look of concern. "Duty calls." He laughs before giving you and Diluc a playful smirk then walking out of the pub.

Imagine as soon as he did, he let out a deep sigh before walking towards the direction of the headquarters. And just like all those years back, his heart ached every steps he take. Then he stops, look back, then look up then down to his feet as he hold a hand on his mouth. The way you look at him right now. "Oh Barbatos." He suddenly laughs. "I'm late, am I?" He added.

"Kaeya!" Unlike before where no matter how much you called after him, he did not turn around. This time, he turn around to face you. "Miss me already?" "Yeah!" You laughs, and oh celestia. How wonderful that laugh sounds. "Let's grab a drink in sometime okay? When you're not so busy!" "Alright, but your treat, okay?" "Aww! Come on now!"

You were a wonderful experience even if you're never mine.

Pantalone

Can all this mora buy me a time machine, no.

Imagine growing up with Regrator on a very poor neighbourhood, basically in the streets. It was pretty much forgotten how the two of you first met but what was important is that the two of you have manage to stick together in tough times. Being young, broke, and basically has no one to take care of the two of you. The two of you only have each other to hold on and lean on into. That was the childhood of the Regrator.

Imagine, now that he is practically the richest man in Teyvat, there was no other things he couldn't buy at the same time. There was nothing that picks his interest. "What do you think, (Your name). It's such a shame that the gift I was planning to give Tsaritsa was stolen within the warehouse, though. I'm quite thankful the things I've bought for you was safe." "..."

Imagine they said that the Regrator was a man of desire, a man greedy for money for some reasons for they do not know where he have come from nor his goals. He was also quite close to the Doctor, someone almost everyone was too scared to talk into. There were a lot of things that came into mind when asked about the Regrator but if there was something obvious that no one talks about was the torn, ragged and almost faded picture on his office table not fiting for its picture frame that probably causes hundreds, no millions if not much higher cause of mora. And no one was allowed to talk about it.

Imagine, life was tough for you and the Regrator. But you manage to make it side by side. You manage to survive though that poor environment. Then he started making money, he starts finding a way to get you out of then damn place. You were there when he started a new goal. When he started pursuing his goal. Life was tough, it was but at least you have each other by your side.

Imagine, Pantalone was wise. He was greedy, but he was wise. You knew that, you knew him more than anyone else. So imagine one day as the two of you gets back to the old worn house, if you could call it a house. You felt a sharp pain on your chest. Causing you to frown and reach out a hand to massage it. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, just a little tired."

"I kept getting flashbacks nowadays." "..." "It was good- good old days, I suppose." He chuckle in contrast to the fake smiles and laughs he was giving other poeple specially in business. "I don't think I will be back anytime now, (Your name). You'll still be here when I came back, no?" "..." "I'll see you later, my treasure."

"Please... please please I'm begging you. Please treat her I- I'll make sure to pay la-" "Get out! I have no plans to treat beggars like you!" "No ple-" "Get lost!" As the door closes for the fifteenth time that night, and by the harsh impact, he ended up taking a step back that ended up with him falling backwards with you in his arms, keeping his arms around you to protect you from the fall as he could feel you burning up in his arms, quite trembling.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck... Just a little bit (Your name)... Just a little bit." Why does it has to be this way? Eveything was doing fine. The two of you have finally manage to save up some money to start up a business and it was doing fine. In fact you would be having your profit in days to come even though you two were quite broke right now. Why do you have to be sick right now? No wait no no, he's not blaming you. Just. Fuck. If only he has a vision, if only those so called Gods could help right now, create some miracle. FUCK!

Imagine, as a new recruit fatui member carelessly and mindlessly barge in into the office room of the Regrator. Even foolishly touching things here and there in the room, as soon as he took a lift up a book within the shelf, the shelf moved causing the newbie to gasp nevertheless as curiosity got the best of the her, she followed down the road where it leads into a small cozy room but there was something which causes her jaw to drop.

Imagine, in the corner of the room was a glass like container, which contains a doll, no. It was too realistic to be a doll. It was a person. A person who seems to be sleeping but the newbie knew really well that that was a corpse. Talking a few steps to get a closer look. She noticed that the corpse was well dressed, be it on the silk that made up the clothes, the jewellery that compliments the overall looks of it to the shoes and even the (hair color) hair that seems to the styled by the best hair artist in teyvat. It looks like tons of mora was wasted on such corpse.

"I would have understand if they were alive, in fact it would have been worth the mora if they were only alive. Is it the hobby of the Regrator to dress up such thing? Such a weird hobby." "Are you done?" "Ah sir!" As the newbie was about to turn around, she couldn't, already missing her head. "Ah ah, look at the mess you made, Dottore." "You'll make a bigger mess if you took care of it. See the blood already staining the glass of your beloved?"

Imagine Pantalone rolling his eyes at Dottore who just smirk before leaving the room. He already had enough of the thing that was about to happen, besides he just happened to have a new lab rat he just killed because a certain someone wouldn't leave him alone to make something.

"Pantalone." He felt your hand clenching around his. It was warm. "You're warm" You smile. "I wish we could stay like this forever." "The Doctor is coming... Hold on a little more, okay?" Despite the intense pain you are feeling right now was you tried to hold on into every little bit of consciousness you have left. "Pantalone..." "They're coming okay? Just a wai-" "I'm tired." You snuggle even closer to him. "I want to sleep... Can I sleep?" "No... no no no no no no." "Aww. Why?" You tried to open your eyes. Wanting to see him again for the last time. "I lived a good life." "No, I haven't given you that good life yet. Not yet, please. Please please in a moment the doct-" "Pantalone... I'm going to sleep now. Okay?" As you shut your eyes forever, never once did the doctor came.

"I'm sorry, look at how messy the room has become." He apologizes as he approaches and hold on into the glass were you were being contained and preserved. "Since no one is allowed to enter this room other than Dottore, I would have him clean up the room." He sigh before pressing his forehead on the glass. "He said it woulk take time and money to find a cure for you but don't worry. I would be willing to spend all the money in the world as long as you wake up again, okay?" "..." "I cannot wait for that day to come so for now I apologize but you have no choice but to stay asleep."

I'm sorry for leaving so early, for leaving you all on your own to face the world, I love you.

Thoma

In another life, I would make you stay.

Imagine you were his childhood friend, his best friend, his partner in crime and the list could go on for so long as the two of you basically grew up together. His father being on of the servants within your household and him being allowed to stay whenever he would come to Inazuma after the vacation of his father back in Mondstand. To Thoma, you were someone whom he knows very well. After all, you were his first master to serve before the Lord of the Kamisato in present times.

Imagine you were the heir to one of the prestigious clan within Inazuma. And as the heir comes with responsibility, the training was very harsh and strict, you could never let your guard down even for a child who should only be enjoying wonderful things in life. But you are different, those (hair color) hair and (eye color) iris that your clan seems to worship, the true appearance and characteristics of a heir they say that would only come once per generation. It was nothing but a curse to you.

Imagine growing up in a strict environment. With your younger siblings basically neglected from the parental things that one child needed, you were the one to fill in the role for them. Giving them all your free time, making sure not to let them experience the same treatment that was given to you. Basically the puppet of the elders within the clan. To be honest it was exhausting. You knew your parents loves you at the same time the way they are treating you, saying it was for the greater good was something you hate then for. And to add the neglectful treatment of your siblings, you basically becoming the parental figure to them when you yourself is lacking one. And you hate them, you hate the freedom they have that you have and probably would never got.

Imagine that is where Thoma came into. The shy but kind boy from Mondstand who came with his father one day and started interactin with you. Following you anywhere, watching you do what you're supposed to do such as train and studies. It was strange to be honest, but the more he get to know you and the more you get to know him, the more he influences you. You started smiling, laughing. Started enjoying the little things in life you never really looked into before.

"Will you be back?" You cling into the hem of his shirt as he gives you a toothy grin. "I will, little lord-" "(First name). Call me (First name)." As soon as you said that, his eyes widen, then he giggle. "Alright, (First name)." With your little hands letting go of his shirt, "Wait." "Hmm? What is it?" "What's your name." "..." "I've been playing with you for a month and you don't even know my name?" "..." "It's Thoma." "... Thoma, huh." "Yes! Don't forget that!" Although that did earn him a roll of eyes as you turn your back at him. You never forgot his name.

Imagine the more you two grew close, the more you felt freedom within him. Maybe it's because of the land where he came from, Mondstant was it? The city of Freedom as they called it. At the same time, behind the laughs and smiles you express as he comes by. Was the more hasher and strict the rules for you had become. The more you were focused to the goal of becoming the perfect heir for them, as you should have become. It was slowly ruining you, it was slowly killing you from the inside despite the smiles and freedom you have whenever you are with your sisters, but more specially with Thoma.

Imagine, on your becoming of age. Despite the celebration of the whole village, the whole manor. You're not happy. You're not happy at all. All the unwanted responsibilities, the expectations. The lack of freedom, love. Your sisters and Thoma was all you have. They were all you have left and the music that Thoma have taught you. The music that seems to have set you free. But in order to pursue that dream, you must leave. But how could you leave?

"Are you alright?" He spoke as he stand next to you who was in the middle of the hall. "Why won't I be?" "You really look like you want to leave right now." "... Want to dance?" "Right now?" "Right now. Let's go." You urge him, standing up from your seat as you hold up a hand for him to take. And he did, with a smile on his and your face, you let him guide you in the middle of the hall, causing people to move away as you move, probably confused at the same time because this is far from the custom this country has. And this, a dance was something common to his culture.

"(First name)!" It was only after the dance that you part ways with Thoma and meet up with your sister when the youngest came into you with... a lovestruck look on her face? "Who was that guy?" "Huh?" What is this sudden feeling of uneasy? You have never felt like this before. "The one you danced with! Who is he?!" She asked enthusiastically. "I have never seen him before! Who is he?" "Huh?" This time, your lips unconsciously curl up, the feeling of wanting to laugh and throw up was building up all at the same time. "(First name). Introduced me to him, please?" Huh? "Sure."

Imagine things happened fast. One moment your sister came up to you and the next moment you were introducing her to Thoma who seems to took a liking on her. Making you realise that this was in fact the first time they have meet, your sister has always been in one of the spare houses within the village and not in the main manor. On the heirs stats in their and so does Thoma, who happened to be your best friend and one of your close aide when he was on vacation to Inazuma.

"Your sister is very kind. I think... I think I may have liked her." He laughs and so did you. At the same time something inside you broke. Was it your heart? Maybe? But for the first time in your life, the urge to get away finally kicked in as if you have lost all means of any reason to stay. So that night. That night you left, you left as you have no other reason to stay with so many things waiting for you, your freedom.

Imagine how hurt, confused, and lost they all are when you left without a word. Not even a letter. But then again, everyone in your family, sisters aside seems to have moved on easily. But eventually he does too, leaving your family clan into the Kamisato, someone your other sister was once in a relationship with too and work there while being in a relationship with your youngest sister.

Imagine years after you were gone. Came back. As the main family gathered in the estate. With him standing next to your sister, all these years staying strong and engaged. His Lord, Kamisato standing rigt across him with your other sister by his side yet knowing the cold look on his face, he knew his Lord wasn't happy. Your parents currently out the room, greeting you probably who came back after long years of disappearance.

"It's... been so long... everyone." It was a voice he haven't heard for so long. A voice he have long forgotten but knows who it was if he had heard it in the middle of the crowd. And the very moment you emerge into the room. Everything seems to stop, your smile. It was brighter than ever, than those nights the two of you would sneak out to have some fun. This time, he knew you were happy. "Thoma! It's been so long! How are you."

Imagine he don't know how to reply, his heart beating wildly on his chest upon seeing you again. He without thinking, he pull you into a hug, breathing your scent he have missed for so long. Oh Archons, how much he missed you. "Hahahahahaha missed me that much Thoma?" "Oh you little- of course I do! How have you been?! Are you coming back for goo-" Mid sentence were you pulled away from him, a pair of strong arms warped around your waist pulling you away from Thoma. "Too close." Your fiance pout on your shoulder. Huh?

"Darling, behave. Don't embarrass me in front of an old friend." You giggle but doesn't break away from your lover's arms. Huh? "Oh right, Darling. This is Thoma, the one I often told you about in my childhood, the one who taught me how to play instruments? And Thoma, this is my fiance..." he couldn't hear it. But he could hear the a cracking noise from somewhere. Was it his own heart breaking? Why was it breaking? He was in love with your sister. Why is he feeling this way? Should he be feeling this way? Wh- huh?

"What are you doing here?" You spoke as you emerged from behind. It was midnight, and it was right after the banquet that everyone was supposed to sleep when you two happened to see each other from the old stop where the two of you often meet in the past to sneak out. "Can't fall asleep?" You asked and he shook his head. "Don't worry, I'm the same. Probably home sick, I'm glad that my lover was able to fall asleep easily though, probably quite nervous into meeting my family, specially upon confrontation with my parents." You chuckle and sat beside him.

Imagine the comfortable silence, or at least for you as he was drown in thoughts. Thoughts he shouldn't be having but right now, he does. "(First name)." "Yeah?" "Would you leave if I told you to stay?" "Back then? I would probably have." "I see." "But I don't think we would work out." "... What makes you think so?" "My sister was inlove with you, and you were in the process of falling for her. You know back then I would do anything for my sisters" You chuckle, looking from to the sky then on him. "Right?" And then he look away.

"I should get going." "Already?" "Yeah, my lover would be anxious not to see me by their side when they wake up." "You love them alot." "I do." You chuckle. "I do love them alot. I wouldn't come back here if I don't." You shook your head before standing up. "Don't stay up later for so long, you may catch a cold." You spoke then messes with his hair then started to walk outside. "And Thoma?" "... Yeah?" "Thank you for staying by my sister side. It's really good to see you again."

I loved you too early, and you love me too late.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: Fun fact, Thoma and Ayato fell for the same reader. Another fun fact, Thoma and Ayato's idea came from my fictional novel 'She was' (totally not promoting.)

[gayassbish]

Genshin Siblings’ Reactions to Their Sister Having a Girlfriend!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack, (minor Angst in Jean and Barbara’s part)

Reader: Female*

Characters: Ayato & Thoma with Ayaka, Lyney & Freminet with Lynnett, Jean with Barbara, and Extra! Aether with Lumine

Ayato & Thoma-

On a typical evening when Ayato was finishing his daily quota and Thoma was doing his last rounds around the residence, Ayaka boldly enters in, hand in hand with you.

Ayato immediately takes notice, wondering ‘who tf is this bitc-‘ Kidding, he’s just like ‘who are you?’ in his head. And Thoma smirks, as if he already knows something.

The thing is, Ayaka decided to come out to Ayato when she would eventually have a girlfriend to introduce to him.

So when Ayaka asks if the four of you could have dinner together, with her new “friend,” Ayato instantly thinks something is up. His main suspicions are that you ran away from home with your raggedy looking- But he is worried you’re either homeless or in danger. Not really thinking Ayaka wants to introduce a friend, not even taking notice of the way Ayaka looks at you, and not noting your body language around her.

After introductions, the four of y’all are sat around the square table (Kotatsu). Thoma brings a cake with writing saying, ‘Yay! You’re Gay,’ in frosting but it slips pass Ayato as he doesn’t take his eyes off you two.

Once Thoma sits down, Ayaka clears her throat and breaks the big news. “Okay… big brother please don’t be mad. I know you wanted me to remain single for the rest of my life and be lonely till the ends of time-“

Ayato interrupts, not happy with the accusation that is thrown at him. “What? What nonsense why would I want you to be alone? They would just have to be a sensible guy-“

“Ugh! would you let me finish?” Ayaka rolls her eye and interrupts her big brother back. Thoma gives you a soft smile, mouthing the words ‘You better get used to this.’ “Anyways.. like I was saying. I found someone and they’re not a guy so-” Ayaka turns to look at you and Ayato’s jaw drops.

“You’re not homeless?” Ayato exclaims, shock and surprise written on his face. Evidently, the news for Ayaka and you together hasn’t hit him yet.

“Ayato!” Thoma and Ayaka yell simultaneously, while you laugh. Ayato almost looks embarrassed at his words, but you chime in before he can say anything else stupid.

“No, but I am your sisters girlfriend if you’re okay with that…” You look to Ayaka and give her hand a squeeze. She’s been pretty nervous about this whole meeting and stressing about how her overprotective brother would take it. Therefore she came out to Thoma before hand and asked if he would be willing to help break the news to him.

Ayaka and Thoma eagerly eat up Ayato’s reaction. “So.. you won’t be pregnant right?”Ayato nods to himself. And everyone but him deadpans. “Yea, I’m okay with this. Why wouldn’t I be?” He smiles at y’all and watches how his sister gleams.

Ayaka runs over the table to give her brother a hugeee hug. “Oh my god! Ugh I can’t believe I was scared to tell you!.” Ayato gives his sister a hug back and she sits back down.

“Wait.. Thoma?” Ayato looks to the blonde who’s already laughing. “Did you-?”

“Know? Yea… look at the cake I made buddy.” Thoma points to the clearly rainbow colored cake. “It’s a fruit cake. To celebrate this fruity day.” Thoma explains all excited and quite proud of his work.

“Well I see that now.. gosh.” Ayato mumbles and digs in. He slices different pieces for everyone.

The rest of dinner ends in laughter and more of Ayato’s dumb questions. Like “how do women fu-“Where did you guys meet,” and “Who confessed first,” as both Ayato and Thoma anxiously hear your story.

P.S. Ayato’s biggest fear is that Ayaka would get swept up by some dead beat guy and boom hed become an uncle one day, so he’s really happy you’re here to prevent that hypothetical nonsense.

Lyney & Freminet-

When Lynnett calls her brothers out for a cup of tea, they immediately think something must be wrong.

After all, Lynnett never plans meetings. She doesn’t have too since they all live in the same house.

So they conspire with one another for the reason for this meeting on the way to the cafe. And when they enter the building and see their shy Lynnett laughing and giggling, sat next to someone… Lyney’s first thought is, ‘who is this clone of Lynnett?’ And Freminent looks as if he’s lost his marbles. After all, everyone that Lynnett knows, the brothers already know… well almost everyone, until you stringed along.

They both know that their sister likes women. So you being a girl is no surprise. Mainly because Lynnett’s not the most discrete about her likings. If she likes something, they’ll find herself in her own world staring at the object of her desire or find herself obsessed with it, like tea. (Actually I think that’s just a bRiTisH thing.)

Anywho, neither of the siblings have EVER seen Lynnett like this and their eyes immediately trace to the cause of her giddy behavior. You.

Lyney hesitates a minute before asking,“Uhhh Lynnett?” Lynnett turns to look at her twin, who wears a nervous smile. Lyney swears he feels a shiver down his spine, still not fully convinced the girl, who looks like an identical copy of him, is his sister. “Who that?” He points to you, so shocked he forgot his manners.

“Lyney! Don’t be rude! This is Y/N.” She turns to you, “my girlfriend.” Freminent’s shock didn’t show on his face until now, and Lyney is still in confusion. “I called the two of you here to introduce you guys since Y/N will be around more often.” She takes a sip of her cup of tea, “But that was it, so you guys can leave now.” She smiles and was about to continue talking to you as Lyney and Freminent both immediately pull up a chair.

“Waiter, two cinnamon teas please!” Lyney gets the worker’s attentions and turns back to Lynnett, “Oh we are soo here to stay.” Freminent nods vigorously in agreement and Lynnett sighs.

“Exactly! You can’t just introduce her to us and not tells us anything!” Freminent exclaims, crossing his arms over his chest as he huffs.

Lynnett warned you that they might not take the news too well. It’s been the three of them for god knows how long, and she didn’t think they’d be ready to see her get onto the next phase in her life with you.

But you told her this meeting would be good for the both of you. She wouldn’t have to be so cautious with you around the city anymore and could finally get rid of the rope she used for you climb through her window and meet her. Plus it was about high time her siblings knew about the two of y’all together.

“They have a point Lynnett. How can they accept us if they barley know me?” You look at her and she frowns. She just didn’t want to put you through the trouble of her brothers eating at your head :(. “Please,” You ask her earnestly and she sighs.

“Fine. Out with it you two. What do you want to know?” Lynnett glares at them, communicating with her eyes to not ask anything rude. “You don’t have to answer anything you don’t want to.” She whispers to you and you squeeze her hand in reassurance.

“Oh me first!” Lynnett raises his hand to beat Freminent who slides back into his seat. “Why do you love my sister?” He analyzes you, preparing what he will say if you give him a bad answer.

“Well..” The brothers lean in to hear your answer. “What’s there not to love?” You say with a small chuckle. “But if I had to pick some of my favorite things about her it would have to be… how she looks at me… and how she tries to make sure I’m always okay in her own way. But I think the thing I love the most about her… is her independence.” You look to Lynnett who’s already blushing.

Freminent and Lyney look at eachother and it’s as if they come to an understanding that maybe you really are right for her. They usually aren’t so quick to trust someone at face value with some words, but they know. Lynnett has a wall around people and doesn’t let it down around just anyone. They trust that their sister is good at figuring out people’s good intentions from wrong, and if she’s opened her heart to you. Then they trust her. They trust her judgement of you.

“Well, I’ll admit thats not a bad answer.” Lyney rumbles, rubbing his neck, not so happy with his defeat.

“But I have one last question.” Freminent asks and the attention turns to boy who’s remained mostly quiet throughout this discussion. “It’s a really important one.” He looks to both Lyney and Lynnett, and it’s as if they both already know what he’s about to ask.

“Of course. Ask anything. I’m an open book.” You say with a calm smile.

Freminent takes a deep breath, “If you want to be a part of this family then… do you promise that no matter what you hear… or what you learn.. you’ll try to see things from our side?” All three of them look eagerly towards you.

Lynnett has told you seldom about her life outside of magic, but you know in your heart that no matter what, Lynnett will always be someone you cannot live without.

“We all have a story don’t we? …When you trust me enough to tell me yours, I know that no matter what I hear or see… I will wait for however long it takes to hear that story before coming to any sort of judgement.” You say softly, looking at them all and see the brothers tense figures lighten. When you turn back to Lynnett, her eyes tell you everything you need to know and how touched she is.

“Well shit.” Lyney says. “Welcome to the family.” He exclaims, and their drinks have arrived. The rest of the lunch continues with the exchanging of stories from embarrassing moments Lynnett’s had as a child to great epic moments of the high time in their careers. Though they don’t talk anymore about their past, you know when the time is right the occasion will come. :)

P.S. POV: You actually infiltrated their family to learn their magic tricks >:)

Jean-

When Jean patrols Mondstat’s forests for any lurking danger, she sees her sister sitting next to someone on dock of the lake. Their legs dangling and feet touching the water. She was about to walk up to say hi until she sees her sister kiss the person next to her.

Jean drops her sword and a loud thud startles both you and Barbara as the two of you turn around to look at the cause of the sound, only to find the shocked expression of the Acting Grand Master.

“Sister!” Barbara looks as if she’s seen a ghost and gets up to run to her.

“Wait Barbara your shoes-“ You get cut off by Jean running away and Barbra chasing after her.

You sigh, grabbing Barbara’s shoes and wearing yours, while following the shouting of the ladies. You even pick up Jean’s sword that she’s left on the floor.

You and Barbara haven’t been together for very long, but you’re both serious about each other. However, every time you would mention if it’s time to introduce each other to one another’s family, Barbara would avoid the topic. You later learned it was cause Barbara’s sister is extremely overprotective of her.

And it makes sense after all. Barbara has been known to have stalkers and crazy fans (IFHY ALBERT). You yourself know how naive Barbara can be at times and how she doesn’t really take the best care of herself. After all, most of the time you’re picking up after her.

You find the sisters deep into the forest. Barbara sitting down on a rock, her pale feet covered in mud and gunk. And Jean pacing back and forth with a hand messing up her pony tail.

“I can’t believe you went behind my back!” Jean shouts. “A girlfriend? Seriously Barbara? Do you think you’re mature enough to be in a relationship? Do you think that girl is trustworthy?” Jean turns to her sister.

“How dare you! Y/N is a great partner and we’re doing really good! And I’ve learned so much being with her than I have before!…Gosh I knew you were going to react like this so I hid it from you.” Barbara continues the shouting, but then starts to weep and Jean sighs. Jean hates it when her sister cries. And she hates it even more when she’s the one who makes her sister cry.

“Oh Barbara, please don’t cry-“ Jean kneels down, about to wipe her tears.

“Tell me, is it just a thing in your family to leave your stuff everywhere?” You interrupt, and the stark difference in their reactions almost makes you laugh.

Barbara exclaims your name and runs up to give you a hug, while Jean stands back up and crosses her arms over her chest. She wears a furrowed brow on her face to match the tense body language.

“You got mud all over you.” You tell Barbara softly and Barbara giggles. Once she lets go of the hug, you kneel down to clean her feet with a cloth. You put her shoes on her as well, and when you stand back up, you’re met with a distraught look on Jean’s face. “Here. Your sword.” When you walked to her to hand it back to her, Jean looks even more lost.

Jean, for the past years, has been the one taking care of her sister all the time. And though what you did just now might seem small, Jean didn’t even notice her sister was walking around barefoot. ‘What if Barbara got a thron stuck in her foot and her whole leg got infected?’ She beats herself up about not noticing sooner.

“Thank you,” Jean speaks very softly. Almost as if she’s trying to counteract for her shouting earlier.

“Don’t mention it,” You give her a genuine smile. You get where the older sister is coming from after all. “Now, how do we resolve this?” You look at both the sisters.

Barbara walks closer to where you and Jean stand. “Jean… I know I’m asking a lot from you to accept us given how bad I can be at judging people… but I swear. I swear on Barbatos that Y/N is a good person.” She looks at you and you smile. You can’t help yourself but to pat her head.

“Jean, I know how worried you must be. You’ve just seen your little sister being affectionate with some random stranger… but I promise you that this random stranger.. will take even better care of Barbara than you have over the years.” You make a challenge to yourself at Jean and she finally loosens up.

Jean exhales deeply. And shakes her head at how she jumped to conclusions about you.“I will take you up on that.” She looks at Barbara and then at you and noticed how she hasn’t really seen Barbara this happy and free in a while. Being stressed AF runs in the their family and she tells herself that maybe you’re good for her Barbara. And that maybe it’s time to let her sister experience the world for herself, without Jean’s watchful eye. “But.. I think we’re all do for a shower and a proper dinner after. I have many questions.” You and Barbara agree, sticky from the lake and the humid air as the three you guys walk back.

But this time instead of someone running away from another, someone shouting, and someone crying, you guys walk together. This marks the new beginning of getting to know each other and the rest of your lives.

P.S. Even if Jean ended up accidentally slaying your ass out of anger, C6 Barbara would’ve brought you back <3

A/N: I did a Barbara version where Jean introduces you as her girlfriend but I second guessed myself thinking that might be weird after I did the Jean version… (._.)

Aether-

Aether doesn’t believe his sister got a partner before he did. Questions his rizz. The end ;)

Kidding, he doesn’t even know his sister has a girlfriend because he hasn’t found her-

A/N: How do people write traveller?? What even is their personality, like are they pretty? Yes. Do they speak? No. What do you guys go off of?? [・_・?]

11/08/2023

[le-cinnamonrolls-and-roses]

🐶 Theoretically | Genshin Impact

• content : none! | ayato, zhongli, diluc, kazuha, venti, itto, scaramouche, kaeya, childe, tohma | you jokingly tell him that, theoretically, if you two ever break up, it'll be hard to find something like him because he raised your standards.

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"that's good," he shrugs his shoulders, "at least i know that even if something does happen to us, you won't settle for less than what - or who - you deserve,"

ayato, diluc, zhongli, kazuha

"you - you aren't breaking up with me, are you?" he asks, mouth agape with eyes wide and (maybe just a little) teary as he clings to you, "what if i never find someone like you again?"

✓ venti, itto

"now why would you ever need to, hm?" he shamelessly rolls his eyes, "i certainly have no intention of letting you go, so you can stay right here and enjoy the personification of your standards right here.

✓ scaramouche, kaeya

"expected," he stretches his arms and yawns while trying (and failing) to nonchalantly put his arm over your shoulder, "there is only one of me after all,"

he drums his fingers on his lap, then his eyes widen and he looks at you, "wait, wait, are you planning to do that?"

✓ childe, tohma

[maisieleex]

‘aw, is my cute little angel sad?” thoma cooed as he fingered your wet puffed up clit, dying for attention. ‘t-thoma! m’ gonna cum ..” you yelped out as sweat dripped down from your forehead, god damn the atmosphere was so hot it was gonna give you a heart attack. ‘nono, not yet baby,” he replied, fasting up his pace “no no, don’t cry princess. ill take care of you, I promise.” he sniffed and rubbed your tears away. “p-please! ‘m gonna cum so hard for you ..” you spat out, your brain had a hard time making up a sentence, in fact - you were quite suprised by it. “fuck! princess, you’ve done so well for me. go ahead, cum for me whenever your ready. cum on daddies fingers, come on.” his raspy, sweet tone disappeared as soon as you heard it. white, creamy liquid oozed down from your wet clit, as you sighed in relief. “princess, did I ever say we were finished?” he chuckled, pulling out his massive, veined cock. you wanted to cum even more by the sight of it, it looked amazing. you drooled and drooled, as he thrusted into your body and you yelped out moans, begging and begging for more. “you’re doing so well for me princess.”

[flxffyclvuds]

Third time reuploading- modern high school Au! thoma

Thoma would be part of the basketball team and is one of the best players there. There was multiple times when he was asked to be captain for his upbeat personality, though he would decline since doesn’t consider himself to be fit for the role. Humble mf-

He gained a lot of popularity from not only for his skills, but also for his charming personality and looks. Which made you wonder… how in the world did you manage to have such an amazing lover?!???

Not only he could play sports, but also cook amazing food??? And he cooks you food as well!?!??? How could a guy like this exist?? *sobbing*

though seen as the perfect boyfriend material, he turns into a flustered mess when you come to see him at basketball practice. He doesn't know why he felt the sudden need to the center of your attention. His teammates would notice and couldn't help but give their all.

The blonde couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the few multiple mistakes he's done in the first couple of rounds. However once he got a hang of it, he’ll be the typical main character *sigh* he still hot tho-

When practice is over, he goes towards you and ask if you were going to wait for him so he could walk you home. If yes, Thoma would practically run to change so you don’t have to wait too long<333

If not, he completely understand a bit sad, but understanding.Please give him affection before you leave :(. He would be blushing a lot. And I mean a lot. The ‘red face and steam coming out from his head’ a lot<33

If you’re in a sport team, he’ll go to all of your match and cheer you on quietly or loudly (depending on how you feel) he’d get soo happy when your team won the match! Diner is on him! But if they lose and see you’re affected by it, he’ll do he best to provide comfort. :’)

If you don’t have a club, Thoma is trying his best to change quickly to hang out with you whenever you guys can.

Honestly, he’s such a sweetheart :((<333

Taglist: @wilczachannn @aphroditesgarden

[dogloveri23]

Drama

Pairing: Thoma x reader

Warning: Drama, Angst, Heartbroken thoma

A/n: I apologise is advance for what you are about to read. I’m sorry this took so long! I Had to write 2 posts today to meet up. thank you @chxnniko @dmlarchives @nayyyomi @azr3lle @shin-o-gems for your comments and quote retweets! It’s finally here!

UID: 627473190

Part 1

Originally written by @dogloveri23

Many things go in a good book or story. One that you used frequently was drama. You couldn't be any more different from your characters. You often pushed emotions to their peaks and yet you never thought you'd feel like the characters whose very life you'd played with. The key to writing a decent drama for you was to put yourself in your character's shoes. But it was too much for you. Your feelings were getting the better of you and all you could do was try to get away from it all. Focus on yourself and get through this. The jealousy, the doubt, the disappointment, all of it!

The Grand Narukami Shrine was peaceful like usual. A few kitsune and some shrine maidens going about their day. Though Guji Yae was not yet back to the shrine, you sat atop a few stairs in the shrine away from the rain but enough to take in the view of Inazuma city which was currently experiencing rainfall. Everything was calming except for the shaking from your body both from crying and from cold. When you had left the Kamisato estate, people called for you and yet no one came after you. If not anyone, then at least Thoma should have. In his defence, the rain showed no mercy to anyone, not even you!

"My, my if you're going to show up at the shrine, at least help around? The maidens could use an extra pair of hands. It might take your mind off what bothers you. I must say I do not enjoy looking at you with pity", Yae said helping you up and walking you into the shrine. "Before you make any big decision, I would advise you to think carefully. this matter is very delicate. The vision hunt decree ended not long ago and the boy needs a little bit of time to get back into it", Yae said as she walked with you to the sakura tree in the shrine. You hadn't said anything back yet, much to Yae's surprise, things were quiet which is unlike you.

" I understand and yet, I still remain upset! He admitted that he chose to spend his free time with Lumine instead of showing up for our date! I waited 3 hours and got nothing but an excuse. I made up scenarios in my head, giving myself excuses on why he wouldn't show up and yet his reason wasn't nearly enough. I don't know Yae, I just have to sleep on it and maybe stay away from him till I get over it", you say sadly. "And who knows, it might make for a good book!" You say trying to lighten the mood, laughing bitterly at yourself. Yae sighed as she pondered what she could say but settled on silence. None of this was your fault and you weren't at all acting out of line. When the sunset, you bid your goodbyes to Yae, and you headed home avoiding the Kamisato estate.

Upon reaching your home, you were met with Thoma at your doorstep. "My love! Where were you? I searched everywhere but I couldn't find you, are you ok?", Thoma asked. "I'll be ok when you leave my house", you said with malice dripping from your voice. Thoma was taken aback! he had never heard you speak to anyone like that before. "I just want to explain what happened and then after I'll leave if you don't want me here", Thoma said worriedly. "You already had your chance to explain. At the Kamisato Estate remember? 'I was with Lumine while I left you at our agreed date spot for 3 hours!'", You say coldly. "Let's go inside. The rain is pouring, you're going to catch a cold" Thoma said as he rushed over to you trying to gain control of the whole situation. As he reached for you, you moved back. At that moment, Thoma looked dejected, he didn't know what to do! Fights had never gotten this serious before! Both of your emotions were heightened.

Time seemed to stop as neither of you had moved and your bodies were continuously being beaten by the rain. "Leave Thoma, I need to be alone", You said as you walked past him and made your way into your house. Thoma hadn't moved still. he was frozen in his spot, his green eyes looked dead. You were pissed, he had done it this time. Had he been cancelling and missing dates too frequently? Were you done with him? He had been blowing you off for someone who wasn't even his partner! He had to make this right, he could die on your porch trying for all he cared.

You looked out of your window and watched Thoma's shoulders droop in defeat. You sat on the floor with your head in your hands, the guilt overtaking you. You heard a few gentle knocks on your door. "Babe, can we talk, please?" Thoma said meekly with a crack in his voice. You get up,  slowly open the door and look at him. He had tear-stained cheeks, was dripping wet, and eyes that slowly regained their shine as you opened the door.

" I was hanging out with Lumine and lost track of time! She was trying to distract me because I was about to work on my off day. I was told really late yesterday that today was a free day. I had planned to tell you during the date, but while Lumine tried to keep me company, I heard Lord Ayato was home and a servant was sick. I had planned to cover for her so she could rest. I know that I haven't been the best boyfriend and I should have told you ahead of time, I-", Thoma stuttered but interrupted when you dragged him by his collar so he could be face to face with you. He had shaky breaths and was struggling to even form a sentence. "I'm sorry, I thought you were blowing me off. You've been so busy, I thought you were avoiding me", You say before placing your lips on his. Thoma relaxed, his frantic breaths settled, his mind numbed and he closed his eyes, focusing only on enjoying the time with you. At a point, you both forgot why you were quarrelling in the first place.

Thoma's hand found its way to your hips while the other was on your chin deepening the kiss. Thoma reluctantly pulled away, his hands not leaving their positions. At much as I'm enjoying this, my love, I would prefer if we got changed. We'll catch a cold if we stay like this. "Ugh, why do you have to ruin the moment", you playfully complained. "We'll pick things back up when we're in warm dry clothes", The says giving you a small peck before dragging you into your home. The whole thing was too much for you, for either of you. You were just happy things were back to normal. You weren't built for drama, maybe you should slow things down for your characters as well.

[realm-of-rosie]

💭 i love you from the bottom of my hypothalamus !!

i. genshin impact [ thoma and one aspect of pseudopsychology - tarot readings ]

ii. blog rules | masterlist

iii. *turns being a psych student into my entire personality*

"you know, yoimiya, in the professional world, people would call that pseudopsychology,"

''well then, it's a good thing we aren't in the 'professional world' then,''

i sigh softly before turning to face her, '' regardless of whether or not we're in the professional world, i don't believe in things like that anyway! tarot readings are fun, i'll admit, but that's all it'll be to me, some good fun, not so much as something concrete to believe in."

''hey, don't pretend it didn't make you feel even slightly hopeful, '' the blonde shakes her finger at me, '' that reading was scarily accurate, and you know that just as well as i,''

''accuracy doesn't mean anything! people who do readings sometimes make things up to fit whatever you want to hear,''

yoimiya lets out the most offended gasp accompanied by a hand over her heart, ''mona would never!''

''uh huh,'' i hum monotonously in sarcastic agreement before rapping my knuckles against the doors of our next class hoping that that was the end of the conversation.

''isn't it fun to think that maybe they like you back?''

''yoimiya -'' my head turns to face her.

''who likes who back?''

then i freeze, just about ready to smack the stupid smile off of yoimiya's face.

''someone and no one,'' i face and smile sweetly at the man who opened the door and now stood watching us.

''ooh, do you have a crush on someone? '' thoma asks teasingly, '' name drop?''

''at this point in my life, i am incapable of feeling anything, so to answer your question, no i do not have a crush on someone,''

my eyes drop to stare at the ground and his stupidly shiny black shoes before i brush past him with yoimiya following closely behind and plopping down onto my seat with a deep sigh.

''don't take what mona said to heart - '' thoma sits in the seat in front of me and twists his body to meet my eyes, '' - really, it's -''

''i know that,'' i frown, ''yoimiya is the one that doesn't want to drop it,''

''well, what if?" yoimiya plops next to thoma, attempting to casually tilt her head in his direction and clearing her throat and looking away when he looks at her questioningly.

"what if we studied for our quiz?" you lift the syllabus from your bag and yoimiya lets out an exaggerated gasp before darting towards her own bag.

"you know," thoma starts quietly, "it's not a crime to think or want for the person you like to like you back, i mean, i do,"

you meet his gaze, cogs turning in your head and you wonder if you're meant to take anything he says to heart. whether there's something between the lines to read or if you're simply overanalyzing it for what it actually is.

"i know that," you say just as quietly, a small smile playing on your lips, "i mean, emotions and feelings are meant to be felt and experienced, i just don't know if these ones are worth investing in,"

"well, you'll never know unless you ask or do something about them," he shrugs, "tell me, what do you have to lose if you tell that someone how you feel?"

quite a few things actually, you think to yourself, things i value very much.

"think about it," thoma leans back and slowly faces forward, "but at the end of the day, they're your feelings and you get to decide what to do with them and how valuable they are to you,"

"...thanks thoma,"

"hey, do yo remember what our prof said about..." yoimiya's questions filter in and out of your ears, and you answer them mindlessly, thoughts filled more about what thoma said than the parts of the brain and what they function as. your blonde best friend's squeak of surprise when your professor entered pulled you back into reality and without thinking - or rather with the minimal amount of thinking you could have made before making your decision - you tap thoma on the shoulder, and he turns towards you with curious eyes.

"i thought about what you said,"

"that quickly?" he asks teasingly.

"yeah," you begin to smile widely, "and i think i like you, from the bottom of my hypothalamus,"

you're pretty sure yoimiya's mouth has dropped to floor and her eyes are probably as wide as basketballs, but all that mattered to you was the relief that passed through thoma's face, and the look in his eyes that reassured you that he felt the exact same way.

"me too," he grins, and you think that hey, maybe pseudopsych has a little credibility to it.

just a little.

[kokomis-gf]

PLEASE GO FOLLOW MY NEW ACC @nanaswrrld I LIKE MY THEME BETTER THERE AND I REALLY WANT TO LEAVE THIS ONE. OBVIOUSLY I’LL TRY TO WRITE MY FANFICS OVER IN THAT ACCOUT RATHER THEN THIS ONE

[alatusxiaoo]

cupid’s troubles?

when playing wing-mate for a generously paying classmate turns out more differently than you’d expect.

character/s: albedo, childe, diluc, kaedehara kazuha, thoma, scaramouche, xiao

“so…since when have you enjoyed playing cupid?”

you almost choke on your saliva at the girl’s direct statement. “me? playing…cupid? huh, what decides to give you that impression?”

“were you not?” ganyu clarifies with a strange look on her face. “i mean, i’m not entirely sure, but lately it feels like he knows me really well, and i get the sense that you’ve also been pushing me towards…”

“isn’t that just by coincidence though?” you question with scrunched features of confusion. “maybe he just ends up wandering in the same places we do. maybe he’s just generally nice to you.” you shrug. “and clearly he’s liked you for quite a while if he knows you well enough, to see what kinds of gifts you like.”

you don’t miss the blush that settles across her face. “but anyway, shouldn’t you be happier since you’re the one who likes him?”

“i am,” she hastily argues with a flustered expression. “it’s just, i feel like you have something to do with this too.”

“other than being a really supportive friend?” you snicker, elbowing her in a teasing manner. “it’s the course of fate, and i’m happy that you’re happy. does that convince you enough?”

“sure,” ganyu defeatedly smiles, lazily waving a hand in the air in hopes of letting the topic go.

“whatever helps you sleep at night, y/n.”

xiao, the boy asking you to play wing-mate.

him suddenly approaching you for help, was quite frankly the least situation you expected transpiring within the school year.

“you…almost got caught again, didn’t you?” “i—well, does it matter? she said she liked it.”

and him requesting you to play wing-mate for your shy friend? twice the astonishment.

“…you know i’m going to have to deduct the price again because of this—” “ugh, that’s the third time already—and don’t you dare say it’s because i suck at being discreet! you’re the one who came to me!”

but some part of you couldn’t exactly…pin the blame on the guy for developing some sort of secret crush on her.

sure, ganyu always preferred to keep to herself rather than stand out in a crowd…however, it was also an unequivocal fact that she was happened to be the reserved version of every guy’s ideal type.

and you supposed…it suited someone like xiao as well.

so there was the gist of possibly making your well-deserving friend happy, and then there was even an extra bonus of getting paid generously for your provided aid? you didn’t even bat an eye to hurriedly agree with the proposition.

(and yes, you ended up on the receiving end of his judgmental stare in that awkward moment…but you knew he wouldn’t have hesitated to do it too, were he offered the same deal.)

which is why you’ve been diligently working your ass off for the past five months, slowly but surely doing your best to get those two together!

albeit you’ll have to admit, it’s rather arduous and…perhaps even a bit embarrassing to constantly put yourself out there, and act as a middleman for the both of them. there were even instances when you pushed yourself as far as to go shopping with xiao, in an effort of pursuit for the gifts your friend considered nice and thoughtful — or circumstances where you and him would practice on how to handle “certain” moments — such and such were given much attention and detail, that part of you started to wonder at some point if it would ever be enough to get the two of them together.

but the fruits of your labor have sprouted for blossoming, and it’s all you can bask in while you slowly watch as ganyu begins to fall in love with the green-haired boy as well.

as for xiao himself…perhaps it’s nothing other than a figment of your imagination, but for the past month you’ve noticed how the boy seemed to act a bit more…unconstrained around you. almost as if he was getting used to feeling comfortable with your presence.

which is what you’ve expected in the long run together, of course. after all, you were the person he would turn to for inquiries about gifts, mindful choices of flowers, movies that you both later on discovered had a similar taste in, together planning as occasional lunch-mates when ganyu would be accomplishing other school-related priorities, fraternizing with unexpected enjoyment in arcades over the weekend (respectfully, as friends!)…

okay. so maybe the list grows longer (and slightly deviates from your initial relationship) day by day. so maybe he sneaks in a pale-red carnation or two for you, even though you’re almost certain you’ve only gushed about your love for the pretty blossom to the boy behind the counter of the flower shop. so maybe he even makes jokes and smiles at you now — none of this clearly has anything to do with such gestures past borderline friendship!

this is just xiao learning how to open up, xiao beginning to enjoy himself in your (sort of) long-time company, xiao showing his gratitude in little actions rather than brave words,

and maybe even xiao absentmindedly drowning in your eyes, while realizing that you playing wing-mate for him was clearly one hell of a shitty mistake.

thoma, his best friend.

contrary to the green-haired boy you (surprisingly) began to “work” for within your senior year, his later introduced best friend is so unexpectedly and infuriatingly,

“good morning, y/n! is that a new skirt? that looks really pretty on you today!” “oh…thoma, good morning! i’m…surprised you’ve noticed, thanks for the compliment!”

nice.

you met the blonde during the first few weeks of playing wing-mate for xiao, some time around the period where his words remained brusque and the boy preferred to be indifferent towards you. so it came as evidently shocking news, when you soon realized that his best friend was just somehow the complete and exact opposite of him.

thoma was sociable — or rather, the highly sociable one among them, considering there was always a flock of people who would follow him around hallways, and there were far too great numbers of heads turned with his mere presence and warming smile.

but how could you blame anyone for being so mesmerized by him? he was, by far, perhaps the most charming boy you’ve met all year without consciously even knowing it — and, he was such a freaking gentleman to every one of his professors and classmates! god knows who raised him, but they sure as hell did it right.

and since you were naturally required to spend more time with xiao, it also paved the way for more timely opportunities to run into the courteous blonde. (so maybe working for xiao was not all that bad…)

when he finds you dawdling by the school gates to wait for his best friend during dismissal, he pretty much had a rough estimate of how long it takes for xiao to finish up his other priorities — so he takes these chances by proposing to buy you something to eat in a nearby restaurant, instead of pitifully standing outside with nothing else to do.

you enjoy taking him up on his offers, because it gives you more freedom and time to get to know him better as a friend! and he’s (unsurprisingly) cordial with the store owners, so anytime you would both decide to share snacks and a hotpot together, you either received a generous discount for the food, or the meals were simply on the house.

sometimes, he even makes spontaneous appearances during weekends with xiao, whether for shopping or heading to arcades and cinemas, depending on what was planned for the day.

he, more or less…also understands what exactly is going on between you and the green-haired boy, so he’s not exactly skeptical with how close the both of you have gotten after some time. in fact, he happened to be one of the people who actually encouraged him to pursue other means of capturing ganyu’s attention, and still remains supportive with the idea of it.

which you later on found a bit weird…after eventually discovering from xiao that thoma specifically recommended you to act as his wing-mate, out of all the other people in school. but you are her best friend, so it sort of makes a lot more sense when placed in such context.

still…you’ve never expected somebody like thoma to notice, since you were never really the popular type in school. it’s almost flattering, if you were being candid about it.

but what the blonde never really admits about the bigger reason for mentioning you to xiao was that…he’s always noticed you. and frankly, it was too difficult for him not to, because you were always just there. if anything, he thought you were the one who never actually noticed him since…he was only someone who liked you from afar.

so when the astonishing opportunity soon came up with xiao’s wing-mate, thoma thoughtlessly took it with a giddy smile, wondering how he became so fortunate to have somehow hit both birds with one stone.

or at least…that’s what he thought. before he noticed the lingering glances. before he saw the occasional flowers in your hand. before he realized how much more you smiled when you were with him. before he understood that you were cautiously falling for somebody else,

only that person was not him.

(and maybe it never really was.)

kaedehara kazuha, the boy you’ve always had a crush on.

playing wing-mate for xiao was bound to attract some unwanted attention from onlookers.

“so, what’s been going on with you and xiao lately?” “uh, what do you mean?”

for instance, it’s worked rather wonderfully to capture the curiosity of the boy you’ve always liked from afar.

“i mean, in the sense that the both of you have looked awfully friendly lately? since when did you two get so close?” “oh…that! well…”

sure, you and kazuha were good friends. you’ve known each other since elementary, and managed to get along well throughout the years. it just so happened that halfway through your tightly-knot friendship, you’ve slowly realized that you were beginning to like him a lot…only in a different and somewhat more passionate manner.

so…those feelings aged well.

but this, this accusation with xiao was frankly off the point and a completely irrelevant matter! and you had honestly hoped he would be the last person to hear and question you about it…

although you were fairly certain you had no other choice but to fish for a convincing excuse rather than the embarrassing truth. after all, xiao stipulated very clearly in your initial stages of agreement, that you were absolutely prohibited to disclose to anyone else regarding the matter of you playing wing-mate for him, and therefore sworn to utmost secrecy (hence, the generous payment to keep your mouth practically sewed shut).

shrugging worked well. saying you wanted to get to know him worked even better. yet the suspicious gaze in his eyes meant to convey that it didn’t sound good enough. after all, why would you be fraternizing with someone, clearly all your close friends had some sort of slight inkling that ganyu liked…

oh. maybe that’s why.

“it’s not like that.” you fumble around with your words in a hurry. “no, wait — you know i would never do that.”

“i know.” he grins, elbowing you lightly. “i was kidding. i think it’s nice that you’re getting to know more people too.”

other than ganyu, the person you would spend most of your time with was kazuha. since he lived in the same neighborhood, the two of you would be frequently seen by other classmates walking home together in your later years…which originally sparked rumors at first, but eventually died down with the truth and your bitter smile.

he also had a habit of accompanying you out to the nearby park on weekends — sitting on the half-dilapidated swings you both used to enjoy as young adolescents, dazedly nibbling on ice cream cones as vanilla trickles down each of your fingers, bouncing in excitement as you talk about everything and nothing, while watching the sun set for perhaps the thousandth time together.

well…except now, even his role has been replaced by that taciturn man — the one who slowly consumed much of your time during the long weekends, the one who discreetly slid you pretty carnations while kazuha quietly witnessed the expression of shock and the smile that eventually followed across your face, the boy who unconsciously began looking your way with an inexplicable fondness in his lonely amber eyes.

you did nothing but behold, as kazuha grew to love and have his heart broken through the last few years. and now, kazuha wonders how long these intimate emotions have breathed and fostered in the tightness of his chest, as he stands aside to watch how you carefully fall the same way he did (for you) all those years ago.

albedo, the quiet boy who’s always liked you.

it came as a startling revelation for ganyu when you directly admitted to her that kaedehara kazuha was not actually the first boy you loved.

“hi,” you whisper, almost breathlessly after you accidentally run into the boy, stunned at how his crystal blue eyes have never changed despite how long it had been since you last felt lost in them.

“hi.” he murmurs back softly, and that’s all it takes for you to be thrusted back into that distant morning of december — bitter snow gnawing on your vulnerable and ice-bitten fingertips, your skin raw and red and his eyes as beautiful as ever.

albedo has always been born brilliant. even as a little boy, professors have sang the highest praises for his intellect and astonishingly adept knowledge in the field of science. the precocious child — that was what all the adults preferred to call him, because perhaps they believed that was the only valuable aspect worth knowing about him.

but unlike the rest of them, you found something past albedo’s giftedness. you saw a boy unafraid of charcoal fingertips and pigmented colors dancing across his pale complexion. you saw a boy who had an adorable habit of pushing up his loose glasses, and how he had the most special dream of all. you saw a boy who was isolated because he was too perfect that he became different, someone who had forgotten (or perhaps was always unaware) how it felt to love and be loved.

you saw a boy with crystal blue eyes on that wintry morning, how they matched the shade of the blue rubber band that always dangled from your wrist, the blue of your freshly painted nails carefully tucked beneath your thick black coat, and the blue of the woolen gloves that he courteously offered for your inadequately capped hands.

you saw all of albedo, and how you loved him on that frosty day.

so when no one was looking, you stood on your tiptoes and puckered your lips to plant an innocent kiss on the young boy, his mouth soft and dusted with blue sugar crystals from the warm cookies given by your shared homeroom teacher.

and despite his initial astonishment at the unforeseen gesture, albedo kissed you back.

from that day, you dreamt of blue eyes and blue gloves and first kiss lips dusted with sugar blue crystals.

but alas, the universe mercilessly continued to push him towards something else, something far greater and worth more than the stolen kiss beneath snow covered cherry blossoms.

so. that was that. and the day after, the boy you knew never came back.

or, maybe you liked to think he was still there, masked behind lackluster eyes and the never ending enumeration of priorities that practically secured the direction of his successful future.

you almost never ran into albedo anymore — and it was perhaps around the same timeframe you began to befriend other people like kazuha.

and even during your senior year, while you mindlessly scurry around the entire campus running school errands together with xiao, as you busily discuss plans over the movie you were both interested in seeing over the weekend, you only catch the solitary blonde buried in textbooks and advanced homework, and sometimes find him doing tasks accompanied by a shy-looking green haired girl. so maybe…maybe things were better for the both of you this way.

but he hasn’t forgotten you, not one bit ever since that day which grew as old as time. he remembers your skin, bruised and raw from the numbing cold. he remembers your lips, soft and hesitant as you tenderly pressed your mouth against his. he remembers your warmth, your gloved hands finding his face and his wandering to your waist. and then he remembers how much he cried the following day, and the day after that, and then for every single day he saw you and wondered how much would have changed if he chose you instead.

and when he closes his eyes, he still sees blue rubber bands and blue nails and first kiss lips dusted with sugar blue crystals.

childe, the jackass friend for dating troubles.

when xiao first came to you with his daunting request, you were puzzled as to why he would decide to approach someone who knew absolutely nothing about the world of dating.

“oh my god, i can’t believe that fucking worked.” you remark with a bewildered expression, almost losing your balance as the branches of the bushes scrape lightly against your face.

and thus, it was only right that you’d make the effort to learn how to play wing-mate better with someone more…knowledgeable in such a perplexing field.

“see,” you hear the boy crouching beside you snicker, clasping your arm softly so that you don’t founder from behind the leaves, and interrupt the passionate moment gingerly brewing between your best friend and xiao. “have some more faith in my experience, y/n.”

childe was someone you’ve only had the privilege of meeting and getting close with, during the period of first year in high school.

yes, it was infuriating to agree that he was attractive back then (even until now), and frankly even more humiliating to admit that you used to have a crush on him for his pretty looks. but that was all before you got to know him better as an overall person, and…needless to say, his initial appeal towards you had drastically plummeted by then. now, it almost sickens you to recall why you used to like him in the first place.

he was brazen and shamelessly audacious — and while you normally despised that sort of behavior brewing in a guy, other girls seemed to develop a profound liking towards it.

so, there you had it. you had a jerk for a friend who was somehow more proficient in the language of mutual attraction than most decent boys.

and now, he was finally putting that fucking mastery of his to use.

during the period where you accepted xiao’s deal and was relatively new to the situation, the ginger-haired boy agreed to help you out with some preliminary training. apparently, he claimed that before you could properly play your role well, you needed to place yourself in the same situation as the person, to better understand how to take the next steps of action forward. in other words…

“i’d rather not have us put ourselves in their shoes, and have you pretend that you’re secretly pining for me,” you shudder, recoiling in disgust at the mere thought of it.

it’s a stupid philosophy, but it makes so much sense despite how abhorring it could be. besides, you’ve never really thought of bouncing the absurd idea to xiao, more or less actually executing it with someone like childe. still, you promised you’d do your best — and if this is the only way to succeed, then so be it.

he was actually the one who planted the idea of sending bouquets of flowers in your head, when he once bought you a posy of daises and gifted it to you during the early morning (which you dazedly accepted…but later on admitted to him that you had a stronger preference for a different blossom). allegedly, he even claimed to know a friend who worked in a nearby flower shop, and thus suggested that it would work as a pleasant gift.

regrettably, you’ve also become a victim to his flirty remarks and horribly cheesy winks (for ‘courting inspiration’, he says). and while the past you would have cluelessly fallen for his charm, you only began to feel nauseated the more you stared at him.

childe does it to tease you at first. after all, he kept finding much amusement in your repulsed gaze and creased eyebrows. a part of him even thinks your confused expression is a bit adorable — but then again, it’s done purely for the purpose of satiating his twisted entertainment.

then a few weeks pass, and it feels so…normal to flirt with you, because even you decided to become bolder and jokingly flirt back with him. it was like the gesture had been ingrained in the back of his mind ever since he met you. like it was the only way he’s ever spoken with you, after all this time. like he has always looked at you in a different light, except that he’s never chosen to acknowledge the recurring butterflies in his stomach until today.

he refuses to admit it until you’re finally finished with his ‘training’, and you’ve put your shamelessly newfound skills to use with xiao. and childe realizes he doesn’t want to see you flirt or turn red with anyone else but him.

so. he was fucked.

scaramouche, the boy who works in the flower shop.

you met him during the first few times you went shopping with xiao for a bouquet of flowers.

“tch, you again.” “oh…it’s your shift.”

the only issue was that during the days you came back alone to peruse the pale-red carnations tucked inside the quaint flower boutique, they also coincidentally happened to be the hours that he was on his shift.

“um, did you want me to leave…?” “…there’s a fresh delivery of those flowers right at the back. and come inside already you idiot, it’s fucking freezing out there.”

well, he doesn’t really bother you that much unless you approach him first. which…clearly doesn’t settle great with him when you did so to ask about the blossoms, so you choose to avoid the boy during your stay instead.

on some days he looks rightfully pissed, and others where he seems unfazed — but then again! you’re not exactly in the best position to question his mood swings or changes in demeanor.

and there are some days where you actually come inside bearing little gifts for him (despite the fact that he probably hates you for always coming in to peruse, but never actually purchase flowers). once, it was a warm cup of black coffee, and on another you brought him a chocolate croissant. it’s weird and clearly out of line as strangers…and yet it still manages to do the trick, because you notice he doesn’t tend to glare at you as much as before.

saturdays inside the shop were understatedly your favorites of the week. the batches of carnations always seemed to be delivered fresh during this day, and you’d make it a point to come extra early on the weekend to shamelessly admire them and…occasionally share a civil conversation with the boy on shift.

you appreciate the rare moments when you can just…talk to him, no matter how strange that sounds. because the more you talk to him, the more you realize that he’s not even as horrible of a person as you remembered. (and he slowly begins to think the same of you as well.)

on days when xiao tagged along with you to the boutique however, that was a different story. he’d end up acting cold and, sometimes going as far to be a bit rude if you were being honest. it felt like you were back to square one and hating the boy you were beginning to know, all over again.

and then the time eventually came when you wandered inside the shop, perhaps in an endeavor of adoring your favorite blossoms again…except this time, you would be clutching at least one or two of them with a giddy smile on your face.

“you finally have them.” he commented with a scoff from behind the counter, raising an eyebrow to scrutinize your seemingly thrilled expression. “so you can probably stop your broke ass from coming back here, and continue gawking at them from the confines of your home.”

“then it wouldn’t be the same, you asshole.” you roll your eyes, sliding a neatly packaged chocolate chip cookie over the counter towards him. “it’s not like i would have a pissed boy with me at home.”

“you only ever come for the flowers anyway.” he mutters in a low breath, a foreign tone laced in his words as he glares down at the steamed pastry. “why are you still here?”

“because,” you shrug with a mere smile, before leisurely retreating to the rear shelves of the cozy boutique you’ve grown heavily accustomed to. “i like the company.”

and he’s beginning find it difficult to deny that he likes it too.

diluc, the boy who knows your secret.

never, in those five extensive and troublesome months of working behind the shadows, did you ever expect for somebody to figure out what the hell was actually going on between you and xiao.

“you’re two minutes late.” “the um, coffee line today was a bit long…”

and yet, here the unfazed man sat anyway, cocking his head to the side as he stares at the coffee you’ve jutted towards his chest with a tinge of disappointment.

“hmm, i’ve been wondering…are you not that desperate for me to keep your secret?”

that fucking menace of a ragnvindr! if only he hadn’t caught you mumbling how long it would take for ganyu to accept xiao! why did he have to be there past dismissal? why did he have to be so fucking smart?!

and how the hell did you end up multitasking for two people at once?!

while diluc was someone you had originally looked up to, for his natural-born prowess and how he had easily acquired the title of student body president — now, he was nothing more than an atrocious personality you’ve had the misfortune of ever getting involved with.

you remembered shamefully pleading to him that day, swearing that you would do anything — anything for him to pretend like he hadn’t heard what you had just admitted. that you have been working under xiao for the past five months, and that you didn’t want ganyu to realize what you’ve been doing behind her back.

and now, in the span of a single day, you were forced to leave your friends or xiao during random periods or points of discussion, with the soft yet threatening buzz of your phone.

his commands usually varied on a day-to-day basis. sometimes he’d ask for the coffee close to the school, and others you were forced to sprint to the takoyaki shop on the third neighboring street. so to say you were suffering was a bit of an understatement — it was almost like pure torture when his crimson eyes beheld mischief and mirth, and you just knew what exactly would come next.

but the weirdest aspect of your coerced relationship was when he would occasionally order something extra that you knew he couldn’t finish by himself. maybe an extra cup of coffee, or twice the savory snacks from the restaurant thoma introduced you to — whatever seemed to make your baggage heavier, you presumed in spite.

except, it’s the exact opposite of what you maliciously assumed, because he actually offers the food to…you.

“you want…me to eat this?” you stutter, perplexed by his uncharacteristic generosity and the meal pushed towards you.

“you’ve been running around all day,” diluc says, casually taking a sip of coffee while reviewing some documents at hand. “you should have some before you leave. you look like you’re about to faint.”

and when you take a cautious seat expecting him to play it off as some twisted joke, he doesn’t even mind the vigilant gesture, clearly engrossed in his own papers.

thus, you began to spend some days with diluc like this. sharing food and the infrequent small talk, before it soon shifted into a comfortable silence — and some part of you thinks you prefer him better this way. when he’s not fiendish and diabolical with his demands, when he’s not subtly threatening with what he has over you — when he’s quiet, and easy to share a conversation with after a long day.

so you stay. (and he hopes you do, for longer and then.)

[hiraya-rawr]

If the kiss cam lands on you two

notes: Implied dating

characters: Kaeya, Diluc, Childe, Zhongli, Thoma

masterlist

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Kaeya

The moment the kiss cam lands on you two, he turns towards you with a sly smile. Kaeya isn't shy about PDA and he's definitely the type to take every opportunity to tease you. He'd lean over for a seemingly normal kiss but when you start to pull away, he'd only pull you back in for more. Might use his tongue. Might start to make out. Will definitely leave you a blushing, embarrassed mess before pulling away to wave at the camera casually.

"Oh? You're blushing quite a lot. Did that little act of PDA cause you to fluster this much? Maybe I should do this more often."

Diluc

He's super hesitant about PDA, even more so in front of everyone. He'd make a refusing gesture first and shake his head no until the camera leaves. The crowd might boo at him a little but Diluc doesn't care. Except, the camera man is really persistent and would constantly go back to you two. He looks at you and sees your face all smiley, excited, and shy, and he'll decide it's better to just get on with it. Diluc would place one hand on the back of your head before pulling you close for a deep but quick kiss. When he pulls away, he has a light blush and gestures for the camera to 'go away now'.

"I apologize if that bothered you. I figured it would be better to get it over with."

Childe

He'd point it out and laugh before facing you with an adorably boyish grin. Childe wouldn't hesitate to kiss you. He'd cup your face with his hands before pulling you towards him in a kiss. He might linger a bit too long, making the crowd cheer, but otherwise he's pretty casual about it. He'd pull away and cheer along with the crowd, giving you a quick peck again before watching where the kiss cam might land next.

"Look comrade! We're on the screen! How lucky is that — I guess we look that good together, huh."

Zhongli

Like Diluc, he wouldn't be very comfortable with PDA, but he's not exactly shy about it. He'd look at your face on the big screen first, admiring the view, before turning to you and asking if it would be alright to kiss you. Zhongli would cover both your faces from the camera with a magazine or a hat before leaning in to kiss you. He wants to offer you at least a bit of privacy.

"Although this is rather sudden.. Would it be alright to kiss you, love?"

Thoma

He'd be a bit shy about the situation, but he wouldn't hesitate to kiss you as well. He shoots you a wide grin before giving you a soft kiss on the lips. Once the camera leaves, he's leaning forward on his seat, covering his face with his hands. There's a light blush on his cheeks. I imagine Tohma as the type to be giddy over these cheesy scenarios, he's so adorable and would definitely give you a quick peck again before watching the game.

"Hope you don't mind but I'm about to kiss you right now."

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine being Ayato and Thoma's roommates. Nothing romantic, just plain chaotic.

Imagine being going back at your shared dorm apartment for the day, finishing your lectures and classes for the day when as soon as you walked in, you were greeted by a smoke? A smoke? Why would there be a smo-?! "kamISATO AYATO! ARE YOU COOKING ALONE AGAIN?!" "I swear to our almighty shogun I followed the instructions!"

Imagine yawning as you made your way out of your room when you happened to come across Thoma who seems to be trying to clean off the kitchen Ayato had made a mess a couple of hours ago. "You good Thoma?" Focused on his own world as he tries to clean off the burned pan and mumble, "Why won't it come off." You shake your head, putting a mental note to buy a new one later as you get out.

Imagine coming home with a new frying pan in one of the bags you're carrying, you make your way into the kitchen and dining room only to see Thoma and Ayato sitting in the dining table as you set down the groceries for the next two weeks. There was a familiar looks pot on the table and upon looking at Thoma's helpless face, you could clearly guess the situation, almost wanting to run away.

"Come to think of it, I call it a day and go to my-" "(First name)! Just in time! Me and Thoma were having a hot pot for dinner, I know you haven't eaten yet, join us." Your light blue haired roommate offered. "Well-" "I feel bad for what happened today, for almost setting fire in the kitchen-" "Again." "Yes, Thoma, again. Anyway, I wanted to make it up to you two, so I came up with this hot pot." He spoke with a gentle smile. "Well actually I was just.." "Just??" "You know what, sure." Giving you a sympathetic smile, Thoma adjusted his seat so the three of you can eat closely.

Imagine as you nod at Ayato whom told you he would be going out, was about to mind your own business when you suddenly remembered sommething. "Wait!" You yelled after him as he was just about to walk out the door. "Your wallet?" You asked, looking up from your phone to meet his gaze. There you watch him as he reach out for his back pockets. "Oh." He look up to you. "It's not here." "Go look for it in your room. Don't forget about it. I got things to finish and Thoma has his own classes, so we won't be able to take it to you if you forget about it today." You reminded him with a chuckle in which he nod in return, thankful for the reminder for he actually often forgets about his wallet.

Imagine the look on your face as you shop with Thoma, who manage to get every discount there is at every shop the who of you want it. "Damn bro, I can't never get used to this." "Haha come on now (First name) this isn't the first time I'm doing this with you." "I know, but it's amazing every time it happens." You spoke with a chuckle, taking the bags off his hands, causing him to halt and call out your name in which you paid no mind into.

Imagine coming home drenched, "Damn I really should have carried a damn umbrella like Ayato said." You spoke to your self as soon as you entered the empty home at the moment, Ayato and Thoma did said they would be running late tonight because of their thesis. Letting out a sneeze and cough, you knew this would be a long night.

Imagine waking up like shit. Your body feeling heavy as well as your head spinning makes you regret even waking up as you weakly open your eyes only to notice two pairs of eyes staring at you, almost wanting to jump out of shock but you really can't right now but it didn't took you long to relax upon realizing it was just your roommates. By the tooks of it, their mouth was moving, they must be talking about something in which you can't seem to hear nor understand. But if there was one thing you're quite sure about, the is the fact that they told you to sleep.

Imagine waking up, but this time, the first thing you felt was something dump in your forehead, causing you to reach out and touch it. It was a wet cloth, which was enough for you to understand the situation that had happened. Besides looking at the sleeping light blue haired man right beside you sitting on a chair, you let out a chuckle before placing the wet towel on the basin on your nightstand. Was about to wake up Ayato, then the door opens, revealing you other missing roommate with a tray of food in hand.

"How are you?" "Im feeling alright now." "That's a relief, Ayato was about to take you to the hospital if you're still unwell." Thoma chuckle and upon noticing the bags under his eyes. "Sorry, you guys stay up last night because of me no-?" "Well..." It was Ayato who woke up and started stretching his arms that have gone numb upon sleeping on them. "It's not like you won't do the same thing for us if we get sick." "I agree. Come on now, eat up first. We'll take later." "Hmph. You're right, alright." You chuckle.

Imagine if your parents were to ask how you've been doing since college, you would tell them you're fine. The feeling of home sick long gone, after all you found a new home with these guys. Sure, they could be a bit annoying and troublesome sometimes, but you really enjoy and treasure being with them, like true friends and newly found family.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2022°

[ererokii]

tohma teaching innocent!reader how to finger herself... puts her in front of a mirror and sits her down in his lap so he can watch her cute expressions as she stuffs her cunt full with her own fingers and tries over and over to make herself cum... but she just can’t, so of course he has to step in and help, right? he can’t leave his pretty girl like this...

hello hello hello I am now writing a drabble

warnings: fingering, praising, mentions of overstimulation// unedited, ignore typos

“look how cute you look,” tohma coos into your ear, blowing air against it. his chin rests on your shoulder, prepping kisses up and down the sides of your neck. 

your legs are spread open, one leg draped over his lap. three fingers thrust in and out of your cunt, your slick drenching them. you whine pathetically, your toes curling from the pleasure. it feels so so good, especially with your boyfriend sitting beside you, watching you touch yourself (it was his idea after all).

his hand brushes over the inside of your thigh, dangerously close to where you needed him most. “come on baby,” he encourages, rubbing small circles on your skin. “You got this, you wanna make me proud right?”

your small gasps and mewls are so cute to him. he loves the way your nose scrunches and the crease of your eyebrows when it becomes too much at that second. everything about you is so cute.

his eyes avert from your face to your chest, watching as your breasts jiggle with the movements of your arm. tohma groans lightly, leaning down and places a kiss on top before sucking lightly on the spot. 

he pulls away with a pop, a smile growing on his lips when he hears your moans become more high pitches. 

“i c-can’t!” you sob with a shake of your head, stopping your ministrations. “tohma please help!”

your begs are music to his ears. what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t help you cum? now that’s just plan mean, and he’s not mean. tohma will give you everything and anything in the world if you asked him too. 

“such a pretty girl, look at you crying,” he hums, moving your hand away from your clit and brings it to his face. his other hand forces you to look at him. tohma’s mouth opens and closes against your slickened fingers, licking you clean. 

your face heats up from his actions, mouth parted as you pant. his green eyes twinkle as he pulls away, saliva connecting from his lips to the tips of your fingers. 

he reaches down in between your legs, a finger dragging up and down through your folds. automatically you let out a soft moan, your forehead resting down on his shoulder. 

“so fucking wet down here,” he mutters, slipping in one finger. your body stiffens, your hand wrapping around his bicep and holding it close to your chest. “poor angel can’t even get off, can you?”

his fingers begin to thrust in and out, soon slipping in a second then a third. by the second you’re already feeling so full. your smaller fingers aren’t able to touch spots he can. his fingers are longer and thicker. god he was perfect.

the squelching noises and your moans are the only things heard along with the faint pants he lets out. his muscles flex as he moves faster with his fingers. 

pleasure flows through your veins to the top of your head and the tips of your toes. your fingernails dig into his skin, moving your head to stare at yourself in the mirror.

staring back at you was your fucked out expression. sweat glistened over your forehead and chests. your legs were wide open for all to see, your juices drenching the sheets underneath you. 

tohma notices the change of your attention and glances over. “Oh look, you look pretty huh?”  he asks, his palm coming into contact with your sensitive nub. the touch has you gasping, fingers clenching around the sheets. 

your back arches, a hand gripping his wrist for leverage. “c-cumming!” you gasp out, body trembling from the sensitivity you have endured. his eyes narrow when he sees your gaze away from the mirror.

“Eyes on me.” he grunts, reaching over and grabbing your face, cheeks squished in between his fingers. drool dribbles down your chin as you’re forced to stare at him through the mirror. 

with his praises and kisses along your face throws you over the edge. you cry his name, trying to keep the contact he asked for but find it almost impossible. his thumb rubs at your clit, riding out your orgasm. 

“ ‘s too much,” you pant, wriggling your hips away but to no avail he doesn’t let you. 

“No, you asked for help right? I’m going to help you, my pretty girl.”

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[sprayio]

Xiao: Do not disrespect the Anemo Archon. He demands respect and fear, with the largest kill count in the entirety of the archon war!

Meanwhile

Venti(being dragged away from the tavern): nOoOo I didn't stEaL anything!! The wine just!! Fell into my mouth!! noOoOo plEaaSe

[dogloveri23]

Priority

pairing: Thoma x reader (gender neutral)

warning: angst, tears

A/n: Sorry guys! I have been having some writer's block but I decided nto suck it up and post some content! Ayato content will start appearing as soon as I play his story quest!

Part 2

UID: 627473190

Originally written by @dogloveri23

""Where is he?" You asked as you stare at the clock on the wall of the restaurant that you had been waiting for Thoma in for the past two hours. He was usually never late well that was up until recent. You had known that his job as the housekeeper of the Kamisato estate was pretty demanding but he had always been able to meet up with you to hang out at least once a week. With the vision hunt decree finally being over and you being able to see him without restraint, you hoped he would at least put in some effort to see you. It was difficult to live normally after the ceremony for the 100th vision had taken place and Thoma had almost lost his ambition. You had the Raiden's patrol soldiers at your front door pretty regularly to the point where even Ayaka had asked you to move into the Kamisato estate for the time being, to which you humbly declined. It would make you look all the more guilty. Though after the whole thing had come to a close and Inazuma finally being able to move forward, you were beyond excited to see your boyfriend again. But now it felt like you were the only one. The pitied looks were already being sent your way as you sat all alone glancing at the door way too often.

By the third hour, you had decided to call it a day and leave the restaurant. You could no longer bear the embarrassment and the pitied glances for the people around you. You left the restaurant and decided to purchase the next volume of 'The tale of the moonlight sword' from the Yae publishing house. Maybe you could find some way to take your mind off things. "My, my someone looks awfully drained. I'm guessing you had a rough day ?" A voice said to you upon reaching the publishing house. "Hello Yae," You say as you direct your attention from the shelf to face her completely. "Care to relay your troubles unto me, I assure you I'm a really good listener," She says as she stands in front of you. "After all, I can't have one of my top writers be too down to submit their next volume, can I?" Yae said. "It's Thoma but I really do not wish to speak about it," You say as you pay for the book. "Hmm, very well but I shall not pry. But do come to visit me at the shrine, I miss your presence plus there's no one new to tease" She said sensing your sour mood. You set off to the Kamisato estate to pay Thoma a visit and maybe keep him some company since he was too busy to see you. The journey was quiet as it started to pour as the rain accompanied your sour mood. You had no umbrella on hand causing you to have to journey through the Chinju forest in the rain. Upon arriving at the estate the first to spot you was Ayato.

"Y/n? What are you doing in the rain without an umbrella? " He said rushing towards you with an umbrella he found nearby. "Fetch Thoma from inside," he tells his guards to which one quickly follows the order. "What happened, you seem upset?" Ayato asks as he escorts you to sit at the table where he sat previously. "Is Thoma here? I wanted to keep him company since he's been busier recently" You sat to Ayato as you look at him expectantly waiting for a response. "Busier? I am not aware of any extra work being given to Thoma, though it may be. I am barely home so I cannot confirm" He says as he looks at you with realization hitting him like a truck. "Did two of you have plans today?" He asks as he examines your facial features awaiting even the slightest confirmation of his theory. As though on cue, Thoma rushes out, taking no note of you as he addresses Ayato. "My lord, I was informed of your call, what do you need assistance with?" He asked not making eye contact with or acknowledging your presence. "Y/n managed to get caught in the rain please treat her to a warm bath and some clean clothes," Ayato says as he looks at Thoma expectantly. "Yes, my Lord" Thoma says as he rushes to your side to help you and escort you into the building. "Are you alright? What have I told you about always having an umbrella on hand. You are gonna catch a cold, I didn't think I'd have to babysit you" He says jokingly but soon caught on to your sour mood. "Y/n are you ok? Have I done something wrong?" He asked stopping in his tracks to look at you for the first time in what felt like forever.

"I don't know Thoma, you tell me. I know you love me, but as of recent, it takes a lot for me to convince myself that I'm not the only one in this relationship" You say before you stop walking. "I know you are busy but I expected you to at least try to meet up with our arrangements," You say again searching his eyes for an answer. His green eyes show constant flashes of regret as he tenses a bit. "Our date ..." He says as he pauses trying to recall the smallest details. In a matter of seconds, Thoma's face forged into one of realization. "I'm sorry! It skipped my mind, I have been helping Lumine with a few things adding to my already hectic job. So I'm.." He says but you cut him off. "Lumine? The traveler?" You asked trying to remain calm. "Yes, I've been helping her with a few things since after the vision hunt decree. So most of my free time I've been spending helping her and paimon. I would have told you but I..." He says but stops as he thinks of what to say next. At this point, you were done. You turn to Thoma and you walk towards the direction you came. A hand grabs your wrist lightly making you turn around. Thoma looked worried as he looked at your face as he spewed out apologies as he sensed your growing anger. "I understand that I'm not your priority" You say as you yank your hand away and watch Thoma break almost instantly. "When you realize that I'm the one you are with, you are welcome to come to see me," You say before you run out of the building Ignoring the worried yells from Ayato and making a B line to the Grand Narukami Shrine. Thoma could only stand in silence as he let a single tear fall remaining silent despite Ayaka's worried calls. But you were his priority and always would be, no matter how busy he would be.

[lunamochii]

Childe x f!reader x Thoma

warnings&notes :

w — modern au, 3sum, thigh riding, face fucking, fingering, overstimulation, creampie, mention of anal MINORS DNI

n — Should I write a part 2 ? REBLOGS ARE WELCOME

synopsis — the supposed to be a group study turn into a group sex, with you being the sweet little slut.

You knew nothing good is going to happen when you’re with them, you knew that they can shake your will, you knew that once they shower you with praises you will break. On the way your house, inside Thoma’s car he already got rid of your panty and it was easier for him to finger you making your cunt a mess since you were wearing a skirt

Childe on the other hand have been stroking his cock with his eyes close tight and gets off just by hearing you moan

You’re already soaking wet the time you got inside your room dropping your bag on the floor Thoma grab you as he sat down on the bean bag place at the corner side of your room, letting you ride his thigh while his hands are squeezing your ass

“You guys couldn’t wait.”

You heard the voice of Childe and the laugh coming from Thoma as he lean down towards you and starts to lick and suck on your neck making you moan, Childe throw his bag at your bed and quickly unbuckle his belt and freeing his cock out from his tight pants

He stood near at your side and starts to stroke his cock watching you get yourself off just by grinding your bare cunt on Thoma’s thighs

“Hey baby, how about you pay attention to my cock too, hm?”

You turn your head at the side and open your mouth which made Childe grin and grab a handful of your hair and slowly slids his cock inside your mouth, it felt so good that he came right away but that didn’t stop him on fucking your pretty mouth

Thoma’s hands slid inside your shirt and starts to grope your breast not minding to take off your bra

“That feels so good darling! Haahh ahh~ suck it faster baby come on~”

You squinted your eyes and uses your other hand to rub his cock since you can’t push yourself to suck him full, you also stop grinding your cunt to Thoma’s thigh focusing more on getting Childe cum again

“Haahh ahh! Fuck! Fuck!”

“You’re so loud Childe though can’t blame you since our princess is so good~”

“Shut u-up— c-cumming! Oh fuck!”

Childe slam his cock deep inside your mouth spurting his thick load some of it are dripping down at the side which he quickly scoop with his thumb then pulled out his cock and stick his finger inside your mouth

You swallowed all of his cum then open your mouth to show him and Childe felt so proud of you as he lowered his self and kisses you torridly, tongue swirling around yours as you try to match his pace

When the ginger head pulled away Thoma quickly captured your lips and sucks your tongue then twirling his with yours, saliva dripping at the side of your lips as he brought your other leg to rest on top of his other thigh

“You moan for me now sweet girl~”

“Thoma…”

His name sounds so sweet when you say it and he kiss your cheeks before inserting three fingers inside your cunt, he didn’t waste no time and starts to finger you fast and hard making you chant his name

“Haahh ahhnn~ Thoma! Hmm more please! More!”

“So greedy~ you hear that ? Your cunt is making so much lewd noises honey~”

Your body shake as you bury your face on his neck giving him small kisses there knowing he loves it, Thoma moan and when you bit on his neck and he fingered you faster, juices dripping down on the floor

“I’m cumming! Thoma hmm haaahh hyyahhnb~ hhnngg!”

“Cum baby, come on cum on daddy’s fingers.”

You scream his name and came hard squirting just by his fingers your body grew limp but you didn’t fail to notice his growing bulge

“It’s my turn now princess~”

Childe pulled you off from Thoma and carry you towards the bed as he lay you on the bed with your back press against the mattress

“Look at this… your cunt looks so good right now.”

“Stop staring..”

“I can’t stop. You look so pretty and fuck right now sweetheart~”

Childe spit on his palms and starts to palm your cunt making you beg just to fuck your cunt with his cock now

“Stick it inside please! Hhaahh Childe! Please fuck me daddy!”

“That’s more.. like it! Shit! So tight baby!”

Childe push all of his lenght in one go and starts to ram your cunt and you wrap your legs around his waist then you notice Thoma going around on the side where your head is almost hanging off on the bed

“T-Thoma.. hhmm!”

“Might as well fuck this pretty mouth of yours.”

He position his self and slowly fill your mouth with his cock, both of his hands gripping on the sheets as he thrust mercilessly and he can hear you gagging but he doesn’t mind

“Haha that’s right baby hmm wrap your tongue around my cock!”

“You’re clamping me down princess! Haahh ahh!”

The two men use your body on how they like it your hands groping your own breast as you get your cunt and mouth fuck at the same time, any more than this and you will go crazy, the overstimulation is way too out of hand that you’re stuck on wanting more and stopping them

“Hm fuck!”

Thoma curse as he thrust slowly to let you breathe then going fast again, his knuckles turning white. Childe tilt Thoma’s face using his free hand since other one is squeezing your thighs, the ginger head lean down and starts to give Thoma a french kiss, you caught a glimpse of it and you swore to the person above that turn you on more

“Hmmff~ Chi— haahh!”

Thoma moan out when Childe pulled away but then he kiss the blond again and both of them starts to fuck you faster and harder with you gagging on Thoma’s cock and Childe’s cock tip kissing your cervix and with a few more thrust with them they came and filled your insides and the both of them broke the kiss between them

Thoma quickly pulled out from your mouth letting you to swallow his cum and pump the rest of his load on your body and Childe pulled out his cock the watching his seed flow out, your breath is rapid as you eyed the both of them, you look at Childe

“That was hot.. the two of you.”

“His expression was just too cute couldn’t resist my self..”

You laugh and pulled yourself up as you crawled towards Childe’s cock and clean it off using your mouth and when you’re done, you rest yourself on the bed

Thoma lay beside you and raise your leg up and slowly thrust his cock, breast press on to his chest then you felt Childe lay down on the other side and slid his cock inside your asshole

Your lips form into a thin line then form into a ‘ O ‘ feeling yourself getting full again, Thoma chuckles seeing your expression as he rest his forehead against yours and slowly move, Childe kissing your hair whispering sweet comforting words at you

“We’re not done yet, not until you go completely crazy.”

[alatusxiaoo]

first times

synopsis: the “firsts” he remembers with you. (and i can’t wait to make a million more first times, with you.)

character/s: albedo, childe, gorou, kaedehara kazuha, thoma, scaramouche, xiao

note: a short mostly fluff modern au! (because albedo brainrot <3)

albedo, the first kiss.

beneath a stifling monsoon season on a humid evening, hazy silhouettes in abandoned streets and distant blinking city lights, quiet rumbles of the occasional passing vehicles, his firm arms capturing your giddy frame as you both childishly run through the late and slumbering metropolis, moisture of the thick droplets of rain falling sticky against tightly pressed coats, the ghost of your pretty smile pushed against his damp lips at the nebulous memory of 12 am.

childe, the first night.

vague figures and tangled limbs together in the corner of an eclipsed room, illuminated television screen flashing classic and cheesy romance film marathons, the scent of popcorn wafting across his fingers as they absentmindedly comb through your unkempt hair, muffled whispers of childhood stories and the soft echoes of stifled laughter, teasing bright blue eyes that drown into yours, quiet heartbeats and drowsy smiles that linger until the break of dawn.

gorou, the first song that made you cry.

sun-drenched mellow studio and chilly air conditioner breeze, piles of vinyl assortments and record players, little teasing smiles and shyly intertwined fingers, subtle background guitar strums floating through the sequestered space, glazed irises and flushed cheeks as you throw your head back on his body snugly sprawled across cedar shades of the soft couch, comforting chuckles as he bashfully slides his lips onto yours to share an upside-down kiss.

kaedehara kazuha, the first drink.

reverberations of boisterous laughter dawdling through a lively and crowded club, the distant noise of clinked glasses accompanied by ensuing frisky cheers, rosy complexions and drunken smirks as his slender fingers tenderly caress your own, the overpowering flavors of your chosen alcoholic beverage as the foreign liquid slips between your lips, his seemingly proud expression as his arm sneakily wraps around the curves of your waist, lazy yet loving kisses pushed on the borders of your jawline and incoherent whispers of flirty remarks that fill the blur throughout the rest of your night.

thoma, the first look in your eyes when he said i love you.

sunsets with picnic benches and little skirts of daisies, viridescent irises and shy intimate whispers, dainty flowers carefully woven into tousled curls of hair, electric brushes against fingers and hesitant caresses, his strident heartbeat at the pretty sight of sunlight in your eyes, lips softly pressed against your knuckles with a bashful smile, quiet promises that live in the briefest of seconds before they’re gone.

scaramouche, the first fight.

his pristine chambers filled with muffled screams, cold and angry tears streaming down your flushed cheeks, frustration evident in his indigo irises, a large bed and two silhouettes huddled on opposite sides, your barely stifled sobs and quivering shoulders, his guiltily clenched fists and thinly pressed lips, tension that weighs on both of your minds until his lean arm eventually reaches out to encircle around your trembling frame, soft and vulnerable whispers of apologies as butterfly kisses tenderly trail across your neck, his fingers desperately fumbling against yours for a sliver of warmth after cold and empty hours left awake.

xiao, the first dance in moonlight.

moonlight pouring in your parents’ garden, clueless hands gingerly brushing against the sides of your waist, golden amber irises trained on yours with confusion, the hazy memory of your small smile, slow dancing shadows that towered over lush burgeons, stiffened shoulders that loosen in your comforting presence, fingers pressed tighter over your hips when your plush lips raise to affectionately capture his, a slight upturn on the corners of his mouth when he finally realizes that the seconds were no longer a dream.