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[spiriteddreams]

nanami kento likes to be on time to everything. but when you're pressing kisses to his lips, his nose, his cheeks, he finds that he doesn't quite mind running late this time. after all, it's to meet gojo, so for all he cares, the white haired sorcerer can wait for an eternity as he indulges in your love. his hands rest on your waist as you stand between his legs, humming to yourself as you help to straighten his tie and press another kiss to his lips.

"i'm going to be late," he murmurs, but you don't miss the way he chases after your lips, searching for another.

your hands run up his chest until they're resting on his shoulders and you roll your eyes fondly and say, "you don't seem to be in a rush." it's the truth, but really, how can he be in a rush when you're looking at him so sweetly, holding his gaze as if daring him to be the first to look away. he pulls you closer instead, curling his fingers around you as he hums nonchalantly.

"i'd much rather be here with you," nanami admits. you feel your face warm at his words, so simple and yet said in that signature low voice of his, laced with all the love and adoration he holds for you. he's never been the best with his words, and you know this. without having to say it, you know exactly what he's saying.

nanami kento expresses his love through his actions. he swears to love you in the flowers he brings home everyday after work, and in the morning coffee that he brews as you sluggishly climb out of bed after him. he seals his promises with the slow kisses that you share in empty classrooms of tokyo jujutsu tech, as if you were both still in school, young and chasing after one another but too afraid to make the first move.

"you know i have to get to work too," and yet you don't make an attempt to pull away form him either. "i promised shoko i'd buy her a coffee." nanami hums and you can feel the way his fingers start to gently press into your clothes, subtly pushing you towards him. he doesn't have to say it, but you know that he wants you to indulge him just a bit longer. a glance at the clock in your room has you sighing softly.

"kento," you say softly. he savors the way you say his name, searing it into his memory as he fixes you with a knowing look, a smile tugging up on his lips as he tilts his head just barely.

"one more, for good luck?" he teases. you huff out a sigh, knowing that he'll ask for another, and then another, and before you know it, both your lips will be swollen and eyes glassy as you're rushing to leave home.

he chuckles, as if reading your thoughts. "i'll need all the luck i can get if i'm meeting with gojo." you hate to admit that this time, he has a point. in the back of your mind, you wonder how long it'll take for nanami to pull out his phone and send you a text, asking you to come save him from the sugary eccentric sorcerer who's roped him into training one of his new students.

"for good luck then," the kiss you give is chaste, far too quick for his liking and he doesn't care if you laugh at the way he sharply pulls you back in. the kiss he presses to your lips is searing and you nearly stumble forward had it not been for your hands immediately moving to grip his shoulders. you lose yourself in the moment, hands wandering just as his do.

it's only when the sharp ringing of your phone cuts through the room that you pull away to reach over to see shoko's name on screen. she doesn't even give you the chance to greet her when you pick up, instead opting to say, "i hope you're not sucking faces right now."

"if you're upset about your coffee running a bit late, i'll buy you another one tomorrow," you reply fondly. nanami huffs next to you, eyeing your phone as if contemplating grabbing it and tossing it across the room so he could pick up where you left off.

"i'll hold you to that," shoko sighs. it's silent for a beat before she speaks up again, "hey nanami, gojo's been texting me nonstop. he said you're not answering your phone." the sorcerer in front of you mumbles something under his breath as you bid shoko goodbye, promising to bring her coffee soon.

"i suppose that's our sign to go," you step out of his grasp and nanami nods as he tucks away his phone in his pocket. already, he's thinking about coming home and making dinner this time. he's thinking about what flowers the corner store might have today when you pat his chest and go to cup his cheek.

"have a good day my love," you smile at him. and in every silly cliche way possible, nanami's breath catches in his throat. this is what it must feel like to be in love, the kind of love that the books you ask him to read try to describe, but never fully capture.

"i'll see you later," he says softly, already leaning towards you, "text me if you need anything." you both hesitate, go to pull away, but fall back into one another for one last kiss before you go, your giggles still echoing in nanami's mind as he turns to go meet gojo.

nanami's always liked to be on time, but for you, he'll make every exception.

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! <3 a/n: this is me coping and trying to emotionally prepare to watch the episode later

[k-zu]

魈 : scars ft. adeptus xiao

scars form such a unique composition of the skin, every laceration is particular, resulting in a sculpture that's distinctive and irreplaceable.

in times of halcyon, you'd managed to convince xiao to show you his scars, multiple scattered across his arms and torso, some almost faint enough that they began to blend in and fade away, as if the scars themselves were trying to hide too. you'd trace your fingers softly over them, creating patterns and shapes on his arms to connect the ends and beginnings.

they told a story so fascinating as if whispering directly in your ear all the secrets that make up the history of today's liyue and, at some extent, they do. though to you, his scars are more of an element of his body you're willing to show admiration for every single day, begrudgingly making him warm on the cheeks while he scolds you for being nonsensical. sometimes when you go off track, xiao feels dizzy at the moment you start glazing your fingers over the green markings on his shoulders. more often than not, he disappears with the wind and you can do nothing but chuckle.

under your sincere gaze, xiao feels small. as if learning how to walk, he begins to see life in a different lens; the lens of an artist, a lover, a human whose brief lifespan allows them to appreciate the tiniest things. he had never come so close to a mortal before, always scared of unconsciously bring them harm, however your ambition to stay by his side against all bad might make him a little soft, he might put down his walls only a little bit and let you peek over the top into all the mess of emotions that encompass his existence.

once again, in the comforting moments under the big night sky, he feels bare next to you, like he's laying down everything he is just for you to see, even if you're not looking at him directly and just gazing at the stars, he feels calm. for a minute, as ephemeral as it may be, he feels free.

[torhues]

hi! i just read through the released parts of “double take” and i love all the humour and craziness already! could you add me to the taglist please?

thank you 😭🙏 so glad u like my humour like that's the main point here ( jk, tysm for reading it ) and ofc, i'll add u to the taglist <3

[favoniuscodex]

guardian angel [ genshin scenarios ]

summary: overprotectiveness isn't the cutest, but it's endearing to know that your boyfriend has your best interests in mind (aka instances where the boys are (healthily) protective of you).

characters: alhaitham, childe, cyno, diluc, xiao w/ a gn!reader

warnings: implied catcalling/harassment (alhaitham), intimidation (childe), exhaustion (cyno), minor injuries (diluc), threat of hilichurl attack (xiao). no angst endings.

word count: 3.4k

a/n: this one won the poll, so it's first up! hope u enjoy! thanks to @/spiriteddreams reading over alhaitham's part for me beforehand!!!

-- alhaitham --

Alhaitham enjoys sticking to routines. Thus, when you disrupt his routine of meeting him after work in order to walk home together, he is annoyed, but his brain is quick to rationalize it. They are probably just busy with work or they left work early, Alhaitham justifies. However, there is a less rational part of him that gnaws at his sanity, telling him that something is wrong.

He takes his usual path home, making it only a short distance before he feels arms wrap around his waist. Alhaitham stiffens in response to the sudden touch. But, as he looks down and realizes its just you, mouthing words that he can't hear due to the music playing through his headphones, Alhaitham pauses his music. He pushes one of his earpieces off his ear in order to hear you properly and parts his lips to speak, but an unfamiliar voice cuts through your reunion with Alhaitham.

"Look, he didn't even respond to your greeting," a man proclaims far too haughtily and assuming for Alhaitham's liking. "That's not your boyfriend. But it's okay, sweetheart, I can make sure you're not singl-"

Alhaitham doesn't have time for this nonsense. Don't get him wrong -- he has all the time in the world for you and anything you're excited about, but your distressed expression at the man's words has Alhaitham protectively wrapping an arm around you before turning around to face the mystery man obviously provoking you.

"Are you calling my partner a liar?" Alhaitham immediately challenges, narrowed eyes sharpening the intensity of his multicolored glare. Your harasser blinks a few times, slowly coming to a fearful recognition of who Alhaitham is.

"My apologies, Acting Grand Sag-" the man begins.

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to them."

"I am sorry!" the man cries, but Alhaitham can't quite be bothered to hear the man grovel for forgiveness. Alhaitham looks down at you, deciding to let you make the call.

"Would you prefer for me to handle this or would you rather just go home?" Alhaitham asks you softly, looking at you over his shoulder. "I am content with either option."

"Um," you begin, peering around Alhaitham to glance at the man once more, who seems to be trying not to collapse in fear. "Just... Let's just go home. He won't mess with me again, and I'm hungry."

An affectionate, soft smile appears on Alhaitham's face at your words as he realizes you're just as attached to your little routines with him as he is. Thus, with all the venom he can muster in his expression, he turns back to the nervous man.

"If I see you anywhere around here again, I will ensure that you will be dealt with swiftly," Alhaitham promises, and the man nods before scampering off like a coward. As soon as the man is out of sight, Alhaitham sighs and grabs your hand. The action sends your heart aflutter, due to Alhaitham not frequently initiating public displays of affection.

"Are you alright?" He asks, using a gentle voice you don't hear all too often from him. You nod, and he smiles softly once more before giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "Very well then. If anyone else tries to make trouble for you, let me know and I'll handle it."

"Wow," you breathe teasingly. "Alhaitham willingly taking on extra work?"

Alhaitham sighs, but you notice the way a smirk threatens to flash across his features at your playful words.

"I'd work forever if it meant you'd be happy," Alhaitham says, and you playfully place your free hand over your heart, pretending to swoon.

"I think that's the most romantic thing you've ever said," you say with a giggle, relishing in the way Alhaitham rolls his eyes at your words.

"Let's go home. I have biryani planned for dinner."

"Biryani? I changed my mind -- that's the most romantic thing you've ever said."

You get a rare chuckle out of Alhaitham as he guides you home, walking close to you and protectively holding onto your hand tightly in case any more trouble comes along for the two of you.

-- childe --

"Pardon me for interrupting," a silky voice croons from behind where you and Childe stand. "I was hoping to have a word with our dearest Tartaglia."

Childe's grip on your hand tightens as his playful expression turns steely at the sound of the voice. He gives you a cautious glare, before plastering the fakest smile you've ever seen on his face.

"Give me a moment, babe," he murmurs lowly to you, practically speaking through gritted teeth, before turning to face a man you've never seen before. Of course, arriving at Zapolyarny Palace on the Tsaritsa's request practically demanded that you would meet new people, but few were able to evoke such a strong reaction from Childe like this man was.

The stranger adjusts his silver-framed glasses and smiles sweetly at you.

"Apologies for my rudeness, I do not believe we have met," he says, eerily reminding you of a viper waiting to strike. "I am Pantalone, ninth of the Fatui Harbingers. And you are..?"

You look over at Childe, who glances at you out of the side of his eye. You respond curtly, giving the man just your first name, and he laughs.

"I understand your hesitation to divulge answers, but your relationship with Tartaglia is quite evident already. Any other information I wish to find out about you I can do so with ea-"

"Spit it out, Pantalone. What do you want?" Childe asks, and you wonder if your boyfriend has lost his mind at how rudely he is speaking to his superior. However, Pantalone seems to pay it no mind, finding the conversation all the more amusing.

"My my, you're much more friendly Pulcinella and Capitano than you are with me. How tragic. I simply wished to discuss finances with you. Is that such a crime?"

Tartaglia blinks at him, taking a slight step forward and sheltering part of your frame behind him.

"We can discuss it at the Fatui meeting tomorrow. Considering you're a higher rank than me, you shouldn't require my input," Childe says, and Pantalone laughs once more. It is a dry type of laugh, as if he's never really found anything funny in his life. A conniving smile spreads across Pantalone's face once more.

"I see that you are on the defensive because of the company you currently keep. No worries. We can discuss our matters tomorrow," Pantalone says. He turns around and takes a few steps, before looking over his shoulder at the two of you. Tartaglia's hand moves from holding your own to wrapping protectively around your waist. Your lover straightens his posture, ready for a challenge, but Pantalone simply smiles eerily once more.

"I would be careful about who you show affection with in the Palace," Pantalone warns.

This time, it is your lover's turn to grin widely at his opponent across the hall.

"That's alright. I can fight," Tartaglia promises with an edge to his voice that you rarely hear. Pantalone's expression warps indecipherably at Childe's words. The ninth Harbinger shakes his head before turning and walking away, leaving you and Childe alone in the hall once more.

With his arm still on your waist, Childe leans over and presses a quick kiss to your forehead and smiles down at you.

"If any other Harbingers try to intimidate you, let me know and I'll handle it."

You stare at your lover, narrowing your eyes. "How would you handle it?"

Childe laughs softly. "I wouldn't want to ruin your stellar image of me, would I? Now, c'mon, let's go. This place is eerie."

-- cyno --

"You need to rest."

Your boyfriend's figure looms over your own tired one, multiplying the amount of relieving shade that covers your body. Despite Cyno's order for rest, your pride gets the best of you as you dismissively swat a hand through the air.

"I'm fine," you insist.

"You can barely walk. When was the last time you were even in the desert?"

"Is this a setup for a punchline?" You ask. Your voice almost sounds like a croak, straining from a lack of water. Cyno is quick to respond, pulling his own canteen off his belt and handing it over to you.

"No. It's me caring about you, that's what it is," Cyno crouches down to meet you at eye level. "Drink."

"This is your water. You need it. I'm not drinking it," you say stubbornly and Cyno sighs before pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"I know the desert well enough to know how to ration my water. I also know it well enough to tell you when to rest and when to drink. Go ahead. I'll be fine."

You narrow your eyes at him, not moving the canteen to your lips. Cyno sighs before plopping down in the shade-cooled sand next to you. In the distance, you watch waves of heat warp the sand dunes on the horizon, and you wonder if you're in over your head. You'll never admit that though. The last thing you wanted was to slow down Cyno on your trip to the desert, but here you are, struggling to bear the heat.

Cyno sits with you in silence for a moment, before splitting the quiet with another question.

"People often say my humor is dry," Cyno says plainly. "But I think it's only dry when it's in the desert."

A small giggle escapes your lips at the awful pun, and Cyno smiles slightly. Cyno looks over at you. He pointedly looks at the canteen in your hands before flickering his piercing gaze up to you. Despite his best attempt, Cyno can't bring himself to stare at you with the same intimidating gaze he uses for criminals. When he clears his throat to speak once more, you interrupt him by lifting the water to your lips, taking a few sips before handing it back to him.

"I can carry you until we reach an oasis. There should be one not too far away, if we're lucky," Cyno offers, and you giggle at his offer. At your laughter, Cyno raises an eyebrow questioningly. You lean forward, hugging your knees close to your chest and smiling at him.

"What's so funny?" Cyno says, and you beam at him.

"Nothing. You're just cute when you're worried about me."

Cyno's eyes widen, before he decides to study the sand instead of your eyes. You watch as his fingers twitch slightly in the sand as he thinks of the words to say.

"'Cute' isn't exactly how most people describe me," Cyno mutters. In your heat-addled haze, you only grin wider at him before closing his canteen and handing it back to him, drawing his attention once more.

"Well, you're cute to me, even if others can't see it," you say. Despite the warmth of your body, you still reach out to grab his hand, lacing your fingers through his.

"Can we rest for a bit here?" You ask sheepishly. "I'm a bit worried I won't be able to walk far if we get up now."

Cyno nods at your words. "Of course. The last thing I want is to overwork yourself. It's okay if we work at different paces - I'll wait for you as long as you need."

Your heart melts at his honest words, so you scoot over to him before laying down in the sand, holding out your arm for him to rest with you. However, he shakes his head, electing to hold your hand instead.

"I'll watch over you while you sleep. Right now, it's my duty to keep you safe."

-- diluc --

"It's just a scratch, 'Luc," you say to the broad-shouldered man currently fretting over your injuries. "I'll be fine, I just need a bandage."

Diluc glares at you with as much vitriol as he can muster towards you -- which isn't much. You're unsure if this type of glare from him would even scare one of the bunnies on the Dawn Winery grasses outside. It certainly isn't the same glare he uses for handling criminals and members of the Abyss. Despite Diluc's efforts to seem intimidating, he's never been able to be mean or intimidating towards you. Thus, you giggle at his expression and his brows furrow.

"This is serious, love. You can't keep going out there and getting injured," Diluc grumbles. "Come on, sit on the bathroom counter."

"One of the maids could've helped me, y'know," you say teasingly before hopping up and resting on the cool marble basin, watching as Diluc's cheeks flush with a faint shade of red. "But you're way cuter."

"Stop trying to distract me," Diluc mutters, voice plagued by his easily flustered state.

"Is it working?" You ask, and your lover falls silent. The color of his cheeks synchronizes with his hair as he furrows his brow, focusing on cleaning up the scraped skin on your arm with a clean cloth. You smile softly at him as he works, unaware of your affectionate gaze towards him.

"How did this happen?" Diluc asks after a few moments of silence. His voice warbles slightly, and it takes everything in you not to pull him in for a hug -- it would only upset your injury, which would upset Diluc further in turn. Guilt washes over you at the sadness in his voice, and you use your uninjured arm to lean forward and ruffle his hair affectionately.

"I just tripped on a branch while out trying to collect some berries. Don't worry, it wasn't anything bad, sweetheart. I promise."

Diluc swallows heavily before nodding. Both of you know why seeing you injured affects him so much, but neither of you dare speak of the causation. Instead, you move your free hand from his hair to his cheek, heart melting at the way his face instinctively leans into it. Diluc reaches behind you to pick up the roll of bandages that one of the maids provided.

"Tell me if this hurts, alright? It should be taut, but it should not hurt," Diluc murmurs, voice deep as he begins to wrap the bandages starting at your wrist. You hum in acknowledgement, but Diluc is far too gentle to cause you any pain. He wraps the bandage up perfectly, staring at his handiwork with narrowed eyes before looking up at you.

"It's perfect," you applaud him and, for the first time since you've shown up injured, Diluc smiles softly at you. "You did wonderful. I feel better already."

"If it causes you any issues, please let me know." He says hurriedly, and you sigh, causing him to look at confusion. You smile wearily at him.

"C'mere," you urge, moving your hand from his cheek towards his tie. Loosely, you grip the knot of the fabric, urging his face towards yours. Your lips meet Diluc's in a loving kiss. You can tell he's caught off guard by it as you hear the hasty slap of his hand against the marble counter behind you as he regains his balance, leaning further into the kiss. Diluc's other hand reaches forward to curl around your cheek and jaw, calloused fingertips delicately gliding against your skin like a restorationist carefully brushing a piece of fine art.

Diluc is a man of quiet intensity, preferring to show his devotion to you through actions rather than words. As he kisses you in this moment, the reverent movement of his lips tells you over and over how much he adores you. The worried tension eases out of his shoulders as he melts into you, parting only when the two of you need to catch your breath. You use this opportunity to press your forehead to Diluc's, staring at him in the eyes.

"'Luc, I'm not going anywhere." You reach up and cradle his hand closer to your face. "I promise."

Diluc's thumb brushes gently back and forth on your cheekbone as he mulls over words to say.

"I know," he sighs, before sounding more firm in his words. "I know. I trust you. I love you."

-- xiao --

You've never been happier to have your boyfriend accompany you on an expedition. Adventurer's Guild commissions were at an all-time high, but danger was also at an unprecedented level. For reasons still unknown to the Guild, Treasurer Hoarder activity was at an unusual high, which made transporting goods and completing commissions that much more difficult.

Plus, it wasn't that often that you got to see Xiao. Warmer months are approaching, which means monster activity will increase, along with the need for commissions. Sure, the two of you would still meet at Wangshu Inn, but your relationship with the adeptus is still rather unconventional. After all, you knew from the start that Xiao wasn't the type of guy who would take you to fancy dinners at Xinyue Kiosk.

Rather, the two of you were perfectly content with eating dinner together on the Wangshu Inn balcony whenever the weather was nice and your schedules coincided. 'Dates' were a foreign concept to Xiao, and you didn't want to urge him out of his comfort zone by surrounding him with other humans. Thus, you found enjoyment in the fact that Xiao was willing to help you with this commission -- it was a more unique date for the two of you.

Yet, as the two of you head north to Qingce Village on a trodden dirt path, Xiao is quick to wrap his arms around you, pinning your hands to your sides and clutching you close.

"Xi-" you begin, but you're cut off by the stomach-whirling sensation of teleporting away. The two of you touch the ground almost instantaneously, but you're left reeling and dazed, not used to the feeling of teleportation. The two of you are now stationed in a cave, and you have no clue how far you've gone.

"What? Aren't you not supposed to teleport me like that?" You breathe, mind still spinning with confusion and disorientation, but Xiao silences you with a finger to his lips. With a single swipe of his hand, his mask reappears on his face, and he's quick to summon his spear.

"Wait here."

You watch, dumbfounded, as your lover teleports away, leaving you alone. Xiao wasn't the type to leave you stranded without good reason, so you sigh and make yourself comfortable on the stone ground of the cave, waiting for him to return.

Minutes later, the yaksha returns. The tip of his spear is stained with something, but you figure it's probably better if you don't pay too much attention to that.

"You are bad at watching the surroundings," Xiao says, looking down at you before wiping his mask away. You look up at him, blinking slowly.

"Wow, thanks," you say sardonically, and Xiao tilts his head, not fully used to human sarcasm.

"There were hilichurls following us," Xiao says, sitting down besides you on the cave floor. "They unsheathed an arrow, so I teleported us away."

"Oh," you say as a devious thought pops into your mind. "Thanks, sweetheart."

At the usage of a pet name, Xiao's face turns scarlet and he looks away from you, flustered. Deciding to make it even worse, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, leaning into him and resting your head on his shoulder.

"What would I ever do without my dashing protector to save me? How may I ever repay my loyal knight?" You giggle while Xiao's eyes widen at your playfully romantic words. "You swept me and my heart off my feet with your heroic ac-"

"Enough." Xiao says, but it comes out less as a firm demand and rather as a sheepish choke of words. "Please."

You giggle once more, memorizing the way the red on his face complements the green in his hair, before leaning in to place a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Thanks for looking out for me, Xiao," you say, teasing tone leaving your voice. Xiao raises his hand to rest on one of the arms you have wrapped around his shoulder, and you feel your heart swell at the rare initiation of physical contact.

"I will always be there when you need me," Xiao vows, and you realize just how far your relationship with the adeptus has come. While he still blushes at your words, he no longer admonishes you for playful romantics and flirty remarks. Instead, he embarrassedly embraces them, while holding you close.

"Good thing I always need you then, huh?" you murmur softly, as if whispering a secret amidst a crowd. The two of you sit alone in the cave for a while longer, and you realize you wouldn't mind spending forever like this, as long as Xiao was by your side, with his eyes fluttered closed in contentment.

[joy-laufeyson]

Sumeru fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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@ azullumi's masterlist @ spiriteddreams' masterlist

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sfw / turning into a seelie ⟶ w/Cyno, Dehya, Alhaitham, Kusanali, Nilou & Tighnari

fluff / cuddling ⟶ w/Kaveh, Alhaitham, Tighnari, Cyno & Waderer

fluff / realizing they like you ⟶ w/Tighnari, Cyno, Alhaitham & Kaveh

fluff / matchmaker to the rescue! ⟶ w/Tighnari, Cyno & Alhaitham

sfw / you ask him if you could sit on his lap ⟶ w/Cyno, Alhaitham & Tighnari

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Tighnari

fluff / asking you out

sfw / about love and medicine

fluff/ i choose you

fluff / in coming home

fluff / sun shower (masterlist)

Cyno

fluff / forty winks

sfw / cloak

sfw / desert scum

nsfw / "next time, join us"

nsfw / "my turn"

fluff / oasis

fluff / tcg troubles

fluff / library meet cute

Alhaitham

sfw fluff / kiss me

sfw / turned into a seelie

sfw / confession

sfw / mole

sfw / act professional

fluff / au your bookstore crush (part 1, part 2)

sfw / city lights

sfw / twenty-one (smau, masterlist, ongoing)

fluff / five more minutes

fluff / boyfriend

fluff /home

sfw / kiss

fluff / after hours

fluff / knowing you're in love

fluff / love language

angst fluff / silent treatment

fluff / how to woo the acting grand sage 101

nsfw / excuses

nsfw / acting grande sage

sfw / home

angst fluff / in it for the long run

fluff / the art of desire

angst fluff / underneath the stars (looking for a sign)

angst fluff / not jealous

Kaveh

fluff / Alhaitham introducing you to his roommate

fluff nsfw / romance connoisseur (or not)

sfw / love rivalry (smau, masterlist, ongoing)

nsfw / against the wall

fluff/ as a lover

fluff / self-care routine

fluff / falling in love

fluff / easy

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Other Genshin masterlists

Updated:04-November-2023

[bluexiao]

—reverse comfort, fluff, short drabble | a studio ghibili valentine’s collab with @spiriteddreams | honestly this was supposedly posted on valentine’s but college said no, anyway, enjoy~

#“i asked the spring to bring you to me”

Another month has passed, it seems, XIAO could only think to himself, gaze stretching as far as it could, seemingly far away than where he ought them to be–so unconsciously, so irrationally. In silent days like these, when he had cleared the monsters and karma within the night, only then does he find himself lingering on his thoughts, only then does he seek the idea of the serenity of his solitary, the silence that hovers over the air.

“Twenty-sixth,” he mutters to himself, golden eyes now focused at the moon above, leaning back and continuing to stare at the bright, new moon.

He was still counting.

Of course, he would.

He releases a small breath as he then closes his eyes, clearing out the world around him while remaining vigilant. It has been a while since he had last closed his eyes and fallen into slumber–right. It was the same day that you left.

He finds himself staring at the moon once again, its bright reflection gazing back at him.

Just a little more, he says to himself.

He’ll just have to see until the twenty-seventh moon.

The days started growing longer and the warmth was beginning to slowly ebb away the cold that winter brought in the winds from the past few weeks, especially ones that have come from the snow of Dragonspine that found its way to Liyue. Winds that he wished were you instead.

And as if Celestia had heard his silent wishes, he soon finds himself face to face with you, and that beautiful gentle smile you wore whenever you-

“Xiao!” you exclaimed, your smile then brightening upon seeing him looking right at you. Xiao denied every thought of missing you–he had no right to, he thinks, not one to expect, as well. Human life is fragile, one that can be so fleeting and so painful to all those who were left behind. He did not want to acknowledge it–missing you; your voice when you call out his name, your eyes that lights up like the sun, your smile under the starry night and moonlight.

But he could not deny it now.

Not when your voice is calling out to him, when your eyes are looking right at his very own, and your smile was flashing his way. Just like they were thirty-four months ago.

You were giggling as you spread your arms wide for him, and almost as if on instinct, he stepped forward to your form, shoulders easing up in an instant once he embraced you and buried his head on your neck.

At that moment, he could finally breathe.

“I missed you too, Xiaoxiao,” you whisper right next to his ear, making him shudder. Oh, how he missed it—how he missed this. He could feel your arms all around him, enveloping him with your ever-pleasant warmth, thawing off the winter that had encased his heart and his soul, freeing him and letting him see the light once again.

“I asked the spring… to bring you back to me.”

His words came out slowly. If it was the Xiao you knew back then, you would’ve thought that he was embarrassed to say such a thing—but no. This is him. This is the real Xiao, and he was showing it to you.

Your hold on him tightens as your lips find the spot below his jaw.

“I’m sorry, my darling,” you say, followed by another peck under his ear, as if it was another apology, “I’m here. I’ll never leave you again. I promise.”

He found his eyelids closing, breathing in, and heaving out a sigh of relief.

“Thank you,” he whispers, “for coming back to me.”

[genshinology]

SUMMARY. placing second in your year every single time can be tiresome, as childe will always snatch the first place and you will always be behind him. you hate his right answers and the winning smirk he directs at you whenever he gets a perfect score, while you, more often than not, end up with a minus one from his perfect 100. stalking his youtube channel is not exactly an ideal plan to start your mission of obtaining the #1 spot, but hey, apparently, childe gives out great content for super motivated students like so you couldn't really blame yourself for that.

(or, alternatively, you find yourself attracted to him the more you admire his channel from afar. but wait, hold up, aren't you supposed to be his academic rival?! it is even worse when you need to interview childe for the teyvat university's monthly issue too.)

PAIRING & GENRE. childe x fem!reader. social media au, modern au, college au, enemies to lovers au (academic rivals to lovers au), humour and fluff.

NOTES. here we go, everyone! a totally new smau series by @/genshinology (q: omg?!?!? it's happening??!?! a: yep!! not a clickbait.) this is a tribute to my 1k followers (yes, i am super late for this) BUT i am so excited to try my hands on a smau series for the very first time!! i hope you guys can stick around and check it out <3

DISCLAIMER. a) chapter layouts is inspired by miss naev @/aequha herself. b) timestamps does not really matter unless stated. c) may or may not update sporadically :[

— profiles :

y/n and friends

childe and friends

others

— chapters :

00. a huge milestone ☆ 01. the meme necklace

02. the most replayed part ☆ 03. our semester project

04. tba

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[yae-publishing-house]

Zapolyarny Palace

legend:

[f.], [m.]: female and male reader, respectively

[a.]: angst | [au]: alternate universe | [sug.]: suggestive

[ser.]: series | [hc]: headcanons | [os]: oneshot

[pl.]: platonic [sh.]: short

Capitano

Exploring Teyvat [hc] | @pyroxeene

Columbina

Honeymoon [hc] | @pyroxeene

Dottore

Exploring Teyvat [hc] | @pyroxeene

Garden of Lights [os] | @pyroxeene

How he fell for you [hc] | @pyroxeene

When you faint in his arms [hc] | @pyroxeene

Need you [os] | @maaarshieee

Akademiya Days [hc] | @maaarshieee

Worshipper [os] | @maaarshieee

Scars [os] | @maaarshieee

Pantalone

Exploring Teyvat [hc] | @pyroxeene

Honeymoon [hc] | @pyroxeene

Investment in our future [os] | @pyroxeene

Lost Letters, Lost Love or so he thought [os] | @astranne

Showing you his affection [hc] | @pyroxeene

Spending the night with him [hc] | @pyroxeene

Pierro

My Lady [ser. | f.] | @astranne

snippet series about becoming pierro's wife

third snippet is suggestive

Scaramouche | Wanderer

Beliefs [os] | @maaarshieee

Caring For [os] | @maaarshieee

His fourth betrayal [os] | @baeshijima

Realizations [sh.] | @spiriteddreams

With Me Forever Though Breathless [os] | @maaarshieee

Porcelain Doll [ser. | pl.] | @theother-victoria

Created 500 years ago for the purpose of being a vessel for the Shogun, you were deemed too cowardly for the task and discarded along with your brother. A disappointment, yes, but it was a blessing disguised as a curse. As you wander across Tevyat until the end of time, you learn what it means to be human slowly but surely.

Stringmaster, Do you care? [ser.] | @maaarshieee

Kunikuzushi/Scaramouche/Wanderer and a god!reader. In which a god of nothing meets an abandoned puppet and takes him in, for they saw beauty in him.

Tartaglia

Bad Idea [os] | @spiriteddreams

Chopsticks [sh.] | @stellumi

Coming home [os] | @kage7ama

Deserve [os | a.] | @spiriteddreams

Dreadful Deal [os | au] | @stellumi

Drunk [hc] | @spiriteddreams

Fearless [os] | @spiriteddreams

Genshin men in a royalty au [hc | au] | @baeshijima

Hugs [hc] | @spiriteddreams

Late Night Adventure [os | au] | @stellumi

Love me less [f. | os | a.] | @stellumi

Now pose for your mugshot [sh. | au] | @stellumi

Opening Up [hc] | @spiriteddreams

Polaroid Season [os | au] | @stellumi

Realizations [sh.] | @spiriteddreams

Requiescat in Pace [os | au | a.] | @stellumi

Seven Months [os | a.] | @spiriteddreams

Springtime [os | a.] | @spiriteddreams

An Ocean Away [ser. | a.] | @spiriteddreams

7 months ago, childe left for liyue with a promise to write to his lover, and yet it seems like he’s slipping away

Red Carnations [ser. | a.] | @spiriteddreams

he writes letters detailing his adventures in liyue, not knowing he breaks your heart with every word written on paper by his hand

sequel | ending

[spiriteddreams]

dan heng, who, in the middle of a conversation, will say something flirtatious only to realize it two seconds later then cough into his fist to hide a blush while turning away. he didn't mean for it to come out that way, but he finds he likes the way you freeze up at his words and try to regain your composure

dan heng, who carefully chooses his words as if they were delicate strands. he weaves them together in eloquent sentences that spill from his lips like honeyed poetry

dan heng, who uses his index finger to gently tilt your face towards his so you make eye contact with him. he adores the way your cheeks warm as he leans closer, voice dropping in octave as your name rolls off his lips

dan heng, who puts his hand on your lower back when you walk together, fingers dancing at the hem of your clothes. he's typically not one for pda, but with you, he likes the feeling of watching you flush at his actions

dan heng, who is the type to duck his head down when you're in a crowd of people, leaning closer to speak in your ear. you can feel his breath tickle your neck and he smiles shyly at your reaction. he knows what he's doing

dan heng, who curls his hand around your waist when you're standing next to each other. you can feel each finger lay its claim as he tugs you closer, as if his hands were meant to linger there

dan heng, who isn't the most open about his past, but in quiet moments when it is just you and him and the stars, he feels peaceful enough to reminisce his time before the express, telling you stories as nostalgia clouds his eyes

dan heng, who finds secrets spots on the astra express to stargaze with you, pinkies intertwined as you lie in silence. sometimes you ramble about your day and he listens thoughtfully, his ever expressive eyes giving away all you need to know

dan heng, who kisses in pairs. the first is soft, a gentle brush against your lips as you chase after his. the second is more firm, hands coming to pull you closer as you pours his emotions out

dan heng, who is soft for you and you only, gentle voice and touches that are oh so comforting and warm. he could travel the universe and live amongst the stars but it would never compare to the time spent with you

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated <3

a/n: i’m sooooo down bad for this man send HELP

[arkhammaid]

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ THE DRAGON’S GREATEST TREASURE.

fandom. genshin impact

pairings. neuvillette x gn!reader

content warnings. based on dragon!neuviellette headcanon, (bastarized) soulmate au, not edited/proofread, written in lowercase

word count. 0.6k

notes. got this idea before fontaine update, it took me a bit to recover after actually seeing him lmao

once upon a time wandered mythical beings on the vast lands of teyvat. they breathed life on this giant planet, making it flourish beneath their skilled hands. and in return, teyvat gave them a home, a place to live. a perfect symbiosis, making sure everyone was content. 

but then teyvat began to change. gods descended on this magical realm, and where gods rule, mortals follow. with the mortals came war and suffering and teyvat became weaker. with the sudden weakness came death. extinction of many mythical beings followed closely. 

only a few could save themselves, finding a new, uncorrupted energy source. most followed celestia’s call, which only resulted in the most bloody war in teyvat’s history. but few, and not many remain today, have found a solution and put a stop to their own, unnatural death. 

they found an anchor, binding their souls together and thus becoming immortal. celestia greatly disliked them, for they’re not in their control. but they were busy finding their seven archons and so… and so you’ve bound your soul with one of the last remaining dragons on teyvat, your mortal soul now unable to pass on. 

he was neither god nor adepti, nor did he follow anyone’s call. the father of many souls, most of them no longer of this world. his heart has long grown cold, all thanks to the corruption seeping the lands. but when he found you, a bright-eyed mortal with the gentlest heart he could imagine— his icy form melted being so close to your warmth, shiny smiles and bright laughter. 

your ordinary, mortal life suddenly changed, now the mate of one of the last remaining dragons of teyvat— the fated mate, many believe but you know better. your partner for eternity bound your souls together to save his own life and make you immortal in the process. it isn’t something you wished or even imagined, yet you have to make your peace with it. after all, he’s something akin to a soulmate, bound together, untouchable by death. 

the people of fontaine once knew of their protector, the last dragon in their nation and his mate. but this knowledge slowly does out, he ensures of it. now you’re nothing more than a fairytale for children, just as he is. 

because he knows war is coming soon. the last war has killed so many gentle souls, taking his almost as well and the rest are enslaved, in celestia’s greedy hands. if his enemies would know of you, would know about the sin he committed—

this is the reason, he reminds himself once again, why no one can know of you. because you’re his, the dragon’s greatest treasure. and everyone knows, how possessive dragons are of their collected treasures. neuvillette will make no move to correct them, that you’re not only his greatest treasure but also the one who owns his heart. 

(nobody can know of you, because they would take you. he knows it, how could they not? you’re the gentlest and most righteous soul he knows, so full of love and forgiveness. in your arms he finds solace, when his grief overruns him once again. you don’t judge his tears, instead you stay by his side and never leave him. he’s yours and you’re his, now and forever.) 

taglist. @trailblazernet , @keyz-writes , @obsidianjewel , @aimixx , @auraxins , @themercyverse , @lem-hhn , @lupicalbestwolf , @verxsyon , @wanderersbell , @uraqtttt , @baeshijima  , @spiriteddreams , @ineshapanda

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ARKHAM MAID 2023

[lilikags]

໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა just a little note...

! not in any particular order...

my beloved big sister @actuallylgp,

it's hard to envision a morning without seeing a "Gm Qian" from you; i look forward to it every day (i'm really being serious here). when i feel lost, i think about talking to you (about anything really, it helps my mind clear) and seeing you around just makes me really happy! i love you <3

my dearest ate @yumetokashite

you've been here with me for so long, and it's strange to think about just how much i've changed (for the better!) in the time that you've stuck with me. you cheer me up so well, I hope we stick together a long time

for my twinsie @runanadwiddles,

i've never seen anyone more "twinsie" than you. if there's a small group of people i can trust to show the parts of me i hide on instinct, you're part of it. it's always very 🤝 with you, and i hope we have so many more "brain connected" moments ♡

to teddy bear dearest @hasumilvr,

squishes yuo. thank you for being there for me all the time, thank you for reading my stories. just looking at our chats in the middle of class when i'm stressed out helps me calm down, i hope you know this cabby cares for you a lot

dear alkakurei's favorite @rinnelovebot ,

i find your dedication absolutely admirable. seeing you alive and kicking and being able to see you every day brings me so much; thank you for being there always

for my favorite penguin @sleepypengwin,

if there's someone to react to a message, it's you. thank you for supporting me (and of our) silly rambles, and thank you for sending all sorts of silly insta reels and liking my stories and talking to me on insta... you make me feel less lonely in the world

fucking clown pt 1 (ily) @baeshijima,

where would i be today without you... (dead, in the ditches) sharing devastating thoughts (fic ideas far too good) with you is something so special to me. i hope to bring you more devastating news going forward 🫶

fucking clown pt 2 (ily) @aimixx,

you too saved me from the ditches of hell; thank you for listening to my troubles and being with me through the worst times of my life thus far. when you're offline, I wish you were online so I could bother you, it brings me peace knowing you're online

for my big sis spirit @spiriteddreams,

there's no one else who has provided as much guidance to me as you have; thank you for being my most trustworthy opinion in the topics we talk about most. i'm incredibly grateful that we get to talk, i feel like you've helped me see a better side of reality

to the one who fuels my yume thoughts like no other @yumejo,

do you know how much i kick my feet like a maiden in love when I see your writing??? (i admit that is what i am for my yumes though) your writing makes my heart jump places and sends me to a magical land. thank you for listening to all of my yume rambles, silly thoughts and all of the strange things this girl (me) has to say

my dearest kuya @marifart,

once and forever my kuya ♡ you're so real and i always know i can be so real with you. you're so true, it's so easy to be comfortable around you.

to whom I have not divorced yet @neoxsanctuary ,

քʟֆɖօռȶɖɨʋօʀƈɛʍɛ it's hard for me to wrap around just how long we've known each other. we've been through the hell of a thousand fandoms and far too many situations. thank you for being there (insert the tomoya gif I always use)

for the best little sib ever reze @solaaresque

you make me insane (pos) i'm always proud of you, i think you're so cool and have so much ahead of you. i am and will always be happy to be your ate, thank you for your silliness

for the silly i talk to on the bird app every day @shirokururu,

who else would I talk to on that very blue app. thank you for listening to my rambles on countless manhwa you have never seen before and responding to the bazillion tweets i send... ♡

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